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Two weeks passed. Every morning Derrick stopped by with Williams newly imposed coffee order, and almost every weekday, Derrick spent the evening putting the increasingly submissive Labrador in his place. Will still adamant that they don't do anal sex but Derrick didn't mind one bit. Except for the one holiday that gave them a long weekend, Will was on his knees for the shepherd, eagerly lapping, slurping, and swallowing the younger canine's hot load. Most of the time the shepherd would get off listening to the lab finish from just sucking him off!

Derrick arrived that Monday morning to find several e-mails had been sent his way. There was the news that the new senior partner had been decided after Will had rescinded his application for the role. The lab claimed that his wife was pregnant and that he was already struggling to balance family and work and couldn't handle the added responsibilities at this point in his life. That e-mail was followed immediately after with one from Will asking Derrick to please see him in his office when he became available. Something was a little off about it, though; Will normally took the time to write every e-mail carefully with proper spelling and punctuation but some letters were missing and there were no capitalized letters. Furthermore, Derrick went to visit Will every morning anyway. He didn't need to send an e-mail. Very uncharacteristic of Will. Derrick shrugged, slung his coat onto his chair, dropped his bag and made his way over to Will's office.

When Derrick arrived, he noticed that Candace was nowhere to be seen. Not only that but the blinds were drawn and that Will had not fully closed the door on his way in. As he approached he caught the slight, soft sound of a whimper from the other side he froze. Smirking he silently approached the door. William must have been playing with himself. Derrick's canine ears perked up as he peeked through the crack in the door. The shepherd saw Will, sitting on his desk, facing away from the door towards the window lining the back wall of his office. His legs were spread around the dark hips of the Doberman he recognized as Spencer. "You sound just like your wife when I first put my cock in her like this, Will," the Doberman chuckled deeply to the lab who had his head turned away, eyes shut. "You are tight and warm like her too..." Spencer commented. Derrick watched, not getting a clear view of the action from his vantage point but he could make out the Doberman's muscular hips gyrating and grinding between Will's. Then it hit Derrick like a ton of bricks: Spencer was fucking Will's sheath!

He watched on as Spencer's hands possessively reached around the lab and gripped his firm, bare ass planted on that desk and drove his hips forward coaxing a soft whine from Will, "It hurts, Spencer..." he could hear the lab confess to the Doberman.

Derrick stood frozen outside the office, stunned by what he was witnessing. Though a part of him knew he should look away, he couldn't tear his eyes from the entwined canines.

The lewd sounds of Spencer's hips smacking against William filled the room along with the Labrador's pained whimpers. Derrick could see tears forming in William's eyes as the massive Doberman cock speared into his tight hole over and over.

"Shhh, just relax. You'll get used to it soon enough," Spencer purred, clearly enjoying William's discomfort.

Derrick felt his own sheath tighten at the arousing sight. He knew he should intervene, but something held him back. Perhaps it was curiosity to see how far Spencer would take things. Or maybe even jealousy at the thought of someone else fucking the Labrador.

Spencer's thrusts gradually increased in speed and depth as William's pained whimpers increased in volume. His breathing was ragged, and his eyes were shut tightly, trying to block out the humiliation he was enduring. However, the sensations coursing through his abused body were too much to bear.

"Yeah, cuck?" he chuckled, hips still moving firmly. "Does my big dick hurt your little sheath? I know what you want, Will," Spencer growled, picking up the pace even more. "You want me to fill you up with my hot cum, don't you?" he asked, muzzle slipping over Will's shoulder to speak into his ear. Only then did Derrick and Spencer's gaze meet. A grin curled up the Dobermans lips as he didn't stop despite their new spectator.

Before Derrick could even think about how Spencer's teasing and taunting made his blood boil, Will's shaky voice moaned out, "Nnh~! Yes, Spencer... Your big dick hurts my little sheath" he confessed further. Despite himself, Derrick's cock was already slipping from its sheath inside his pants.

Spencer slowly pulled his hips back after a few more minutes of using Will's sheath as a pocket pussy with a relieved groan from the lab. Spencer turned his head and winked at the shocked intern. His large cock glistened in the dimly lit office as he pulled out of William's abused sheath, his knot popping out with a wet, audible sound that sent shivers down Derrick's spine. William's whimpering subsided into erratic pants as he tried to regain his composure. A mix of shame, lust, and jealousy coursed through Derrick's veins as he continued to watch the scene unfold. "Mmh, we'll get your sheath stretched out nice soon enough, Will. But, if you'd like, I could cum inside your ass today instead," the Doberman offered in a condescending tone, like how a parent might bargain with a child who refused to eat their vegetables. Derrick watched as Will, almost eagerly, nodded his head much to his surprise.

Derrick couldn't believe what he was hearing. He felt a mix of disgust and arousal. He had never pegged William as the type to bend over for another male so easily, let alone a subordinate like himself. It had made the conquest all the sweeter when it had happened. But here William was, his sheath red and swollen from Spencer's abuse. It was like Spencer was treating William like a toy, and the worst part was, William didn't even seem to mind. In fact, he appeared to be considering it. The idea of Spencer's cum deep inside William's tight ass sent a shiver down Derrick's spine. He shouldn't be finding this arousing, but he couldn't help it. His own cock was rock hard, peaking out of his sheath and tenting his pants. At the very least he was jealous, he'd been trying to get a piece of lab ass to himself for weeks now and William was handing out his cakes like well… hotcakes.

William hesitated for a moment before finally whimpering, "O-okay... J-just... be gentle."

Spencer chuckled darkly before sliding his big cock balls-deep into William's tight ass without any warning. The Labrador yelped in surprise, but it quickly turned into moans of pleasure as Spencer started to move his hips again. Derrick couldn't tear his eyes away from the intense coupling in front of him. It was both thrilling and wrong at the same time.

As Spencer fucked William relentlessly, the lab's moans got louder and louder. He was clearly enjoying it.

"Yes! Please fuck my ass, Spencer~" the lab cooed, almost too sweetly to the

Doberman who couldn't seem to wipe that wide grin off his face. William pushed himself off the desk, turning around--nearly catching Derrick but, thankfully, he was too focused on looking back over his shoulder to notice the shepherd--and assuming the position: legs spread, chest pressed flat to his desk, head lying on its side, tongue hanging out of his muzzle, and hands reaching back to tug that perfect ass open for the man behind him.

Derrick watched in shock as Will presented himself so eagerly to the other man. Well, there was only really one man in that room right now. Spencer, meanwhile, was applying lubricant to his cock. "Derrick, you can come in now," he announced, startling both of the other canines.

"Wait-! What?! N-no-I can't do thi-!" William attempted to stutter, pushing himself up before a firm, dark furred paw pressed down on his lower back and pinned him to the desk. The shepherd let himself in slowly, awkwardly scratching the back of his head as he closed the door behind himself and made his way over. Derrick watched Will sputter, clearly startled yet unable to push himself back up as a meaty wet 'slap!' filled the office when Spencer's hard, drooling canine dick slapped down against the lab's upturned ass.

Derrick continued to approach, rounding the desk to watch as Spencer lined himself up, the lab's protests getting interrupted by Spencer speaking over him. "You've been doing this for a month now, Willy. Of course you can. Let's show Derrick what a skilled tail lifter you've become since you first found out that I've been fucking Nancy." His deep voice resonated in the room.

The lab stopped yelping, stopped struggling, one eye winced shut and the other wide in desperation as he looked up at Derrick. "I didn't want you to find out about--Nnnh~!" He stopped mid-sentence, Derrick's gaze catching sight of that thick, glistening red rod force its way into Will's tight, pink little ring of muscle. Will let out a low groan, eyes rolling up and muzzle falling open into a drooling pant as the Doberman's firm hips slowly came up to rest against his own. Only the fat, bulbous knot separated them now as Spencer's low groan of satisfaction filled the office. Derrick watched on, silent as the new Senior Partner for the company began to firmly fuck the still Junior Partner right there, in front of him.

"That's a good boy, Willy... So tight." The large Doberman commented, bringing a hand up and driving it down onto the lab's upturned ass. Will seemed unable to talk as Spencer's cock began to firmly and steadily pump its way into his tight, hot hole, so Spencer decided to take control of the situation like he'd been teaching Derrick. "So, Derrick! Nnh! You've seen the news then? Sorry for the deception but I wanted to make sure you saw this today." Meaty claps began to fill the room accompanied by Will's shaking moans, the lab no longer struggling to stop what was happening. Derrick watched that thick girth freely piston back and forth inside of his boss, erection straining inside his briefs as he watched Spencer's hips rhythmically fuck Will in front of him for several long minutes. "We're going to sit down together today and write up a contract for you, Derrick. I want you working for us full-time. Full benefits. The works. You even get to--Mmmh, yeah... Squeeze down on it again. Good boy--enjoy Mr. Minsh at your convenience as well!" His thrusts stopped on a particularly rough note. "In fact,...let's get you a taste of what you're signing up for." The Doberman chuckled, reaching down and hooking his arms beneath the lab's own, then hefting Will up before slowly easing them both back onto the seat behind him. He was careful, so as not to risk forcing his knot into Will. The lab's button-up shirt was open, leaving his entire toned middle-aged form exposed, including that throbbing red cock jutting out between his own legs. The lab couldn't meet either of the others' gazes, his face burning a bright red beneath his fur and yet despite it he seemed to understand his role enough to lift his legs up and spread them, letting them rest on either side of Spencer's spread legs.

Derrick's mind didn't click as to what he should be doing at first until he saw Spencer lean to Will's ear before giving it a playful nip, "Go ahead, Will. Doesn't he deserve something special for this occasion...?" the Doberman whispered into the trembling lab on his lap.

Will bit down on his lip, seemingly searching through the fog in his brain before forcing himself to meet Derrick's gaze. Never before had Derrick seen Will look so needy, so desperate. "Derrick... Please fuck me~ Ooh! Nnh!" he begged, voice shaking as Spencer bounced his hips mid-sentence causing the lab to bounce right along with them. "I need you inside me..." Will's shaky voice cooed out, making the shepherd shiver and nod dumbly. Derrick reached down and unfastening his belt and fly with one fluid motion as he stepped up to the plate.

The shepherd watched as Spencer leaned back, slipping out a couple inches to better offer Will's presented, stretched hole to the other canine, "Good pup, let's show Willy what a little slut he really is..." Spencer grinned. Derrick nodded, pressing his aching, throbbing tip up against the underside of Spencer's own cock who had him beat by a couple inches and a little girth. Not that Derrick minded, savoring the sensation of his dick sliding up against that offered hole which strained against the second cock that demanded entry. After a couple moments of careful angling, he found purchase and began to slip inside.

Derrick bit his lower lip, trying to restrain the moan that was bubbling up inside him as he felt the lab's tight, hot passage enveloping him. He pushed in further, stretching the abused ring of muscle even more. William whimpered, his legs shaking in protest. Slowly the tiny ring of was pushed wider and wider. Eventually his whole body shuddered as he panted in panic under the double penetration. Derrick reached out a paw and held the lab's maw shut. Spencer's grin grew wider as he watched, and he dug his claws into William's hips, eliciting a mewl from the submissive dog.

"That's it, bitch. Feel how much we both need your ass." Spencer growled with lustful rage, beginning to thrust back in time with Derrick's slow and steady motions. "Soon enough, you won't be able to tell where I end and he begins~"

William knew there was no point in fighting anymore. Derrick had seen everything, and he had willingly accepted this sick game they were playing. Besides, what choice did he have? He was trapped between two alphas. He swallowed his pride buckled in for the ride.

Will's shaking moan rung out as Derrick's cock stretched his tight hole even further open. The lab's large frame trembled atop Spencer's lap as Derrick drove his member in gentle and slow compared to the Doberman, letting the lab feel every inch slide in as both cocks flattened that strange spot between his legs together and mingled with the pain of being penetrated so thoroughly.

It was a little awkward at first, with Spencer's firm, quick thrusts bouncing the lab on his lap and Derrick struggling against his instinctive desire to take this slow to match pace. Derrick could feel Will clenching down tightly on the both of them, each time those silky soft muscles would clamp down nicely, grinding Derrick's cock up against Spencer's slightly larger one. After a few minutes though, Derrick got the hang of things and fell in line with Spencer's pace, both of their hips rising up in unison, Will's voice moaning out each time Derrick's nuts would press up against Spencer's. This wasn't how either Will or Derrick envisioned this happening but neither of them could really complain either. Will no doubt wanted to complain but lacked the lung capacity each time Spencer and Derrick drove their drooling, glistening rods deep into his ass. The lab's slightly floppy ears bounced in time with his ears, the sound of sex filling his office as his muscular, round furred rump was bred deeply by two males at the same time.

"After I'm done here, help Derrick with his contract, I'm going to go home and call over your wife to celebrate my promotion, cuck." Spencer announced into the lab's ear who nodded obediently, a bit distracted with looking between his own spread legs to watch those two big canine cocks pumping into him with a strange mix of surprise and accomplishment. "And while I'm relaxing at home with a nice and slow sloppy blowjob from her, you're going to be here doing all my work and pleasing your ex-intern any way he desires, got it?" Spencer asked, slamming his hips particularly roughly into the lab who moaned a shaky, "Yes, sir~!" Derrick could see Will's erection bouncing now, back to full hardness after only a few minutes and even beginning to drip onto him as he helped Spencer breed his ex-boss and mentor.

It was happening again, Derrick noted in the back of his mind as he started to get the rhythm and could focus more fully on the sight in front of him. The way Will's face seemed to grimace more tightly the harder his cock seemed to get. He vaguely noticed it in the past during their private time together although it was a lot harder to see the man's face in such detail when it was buried between your legs and he had a cock in his muzzle. Now it was as plain as day: Will was trying not to cum. He has been trying not to cum each time. Yet despite himself his cock was still dripping as he bounced on their laps. Derrick watched as Will seemed to fight himself every step of the way. The lab's face burned in embarrassment, with no cock to focus on between his lips there was only the sensation of those two large shafts continuously flattening his prostate every time their hips slammed upwards into him! Derrick wanted to make Will shoot, following Spencer's philosophy of taking what he wanted: he wanted Will to cum and he had the power to make it happen! Derrick's hands drifted up the lab's body, slipping up to grip down and tug on the older male's sensitive, stiff nipples and eliciting a surprised moan from the lab whose gaze drifted downwards. With his ears pinned back, Will looked so submissive. So hot. He was getting close.

Luckily for him, though, Spencer was there to help--again--and the lab's body suddenly seized up, muscles flexing all over as his shaky moan filled the office. That tight, hot, and silky soft hole clenched down on both of those canine cocks tightly, milking them. The lab's throbbing, bouncing erection beginning to shoot several white jets of hot seed across his ex-intern's crotch and his own belly. The shaky way Will moaned, voice whimpering as he was forced to climax while riding his ex-rival and ex-intern's cocks like some desperate office slut made Derrick shiver with delight, pushing him over the edge next. He thrusted in hard enough that he could feel his heavy orbs, filled with his seed, begin to slap up against Spencer's slightly larger ones. He followed up Will's pitiful howl of a moan with a far more confident, excited one. After burying himself into that slick, hot hole, his nuts drew up tightly and soon splashed those soft pink insides with his cum. Watching his bitch's muzzle fall open as he was bred made his climax all the sweeter. A deep grunt followed both of the other dogs' afterglow as Spencer thrust in hard as well; the heat of the younger male's cum splashing around his dick and making those insides even more slick and messy drove him over the edge. With a growl he jammed his hips upwards, driving both his and Derrick's knots past the weak attempts of Will's hole at keeping them out. His hole was screaming at him as the two knots rammed their way past and were sealed inside with a wet pop.

Spencer and Derrick each let out a satisfied grunt as they filled the lab's tight ass with their hot, sticky seed. William's body trembled as he tried to process the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body. He had never felt so used or humiliated in his life, but part of him couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pleasure. Despite his best efforts, he was caught in this twisted web that Spencer had spun for him.

As the adrenaline began to wear off, the reality of what just happened started to sink in. William was now trapped between two alphas, both with their knots securely lodged inside him. He whimpered pathetically, squirming involuntarily as the combined girth inside him was almost too much to handle. His ass throbbed from the rough treatment it had just endured, but at the same time, a part of him craved more. Each small movement milked his poor prostate, sending him on another mini orgasm. His sense of morality slowly bled away with each consecutive orgasm. The lab's small cock twitched, no longer spurting cum, but dribbling a steady dribble of pre.

Spencer and Derrick exchanged a smug look above him, their shared conquest firmly under their control. All three canines stayed that way for many minutes as Spencer savored his complete and total victory over Will. Derrick savored his victory over himself while Will savored the bittersweet taste of defeat before following the sensation of two canine members tugging at his ass. With a wet pop he felt both of them sliding out of his now-gaping hole followed by a torrent of hot seed. Derrick watched as Spencer didn't even tell Will what to do next before the lab slipped down onto his knees between both of them and began to lap their filthy cocks clean. One of the Doberman's hands came down to gently caress behind the lab's ear and hold his head in place, almost affectionately, "Now, Derrick. Let's discuss your contract while the bitch cleans up her mess," Spencer said in a strong, firm tone of voice, leaving little room to argue. Not that the shepherd wanted to when Will's warm, wet tongue began to lap at his own member.

Despite Derrick's assumption that he would talk with Spencer later, he was wrong. They stood there and agreed on a proper permanent working contract for him. Derrick nodded, trying to focus on the contract discussion despite the pleasurable sensation of Will's tongue bathing his cock and balls. He knew he needed to secure a good deal with Spencer if he wanted to advance in the company.

"So as we discussed, you'll be reporting directly to me now that I'm the senior partner directly in charge of the department," Spencer said matter-of-factly. "I'll make sure you get all the best projects and accounts. All you need to do is show your loyalty and we'll go far together."

Derrick's tail wagged excitedly at the prospect. "I'm grateful for the opportunity, Spence. I won't let you down."

Meanwhile, Will diligently continued his work below, determined to please his new masters. He tenderly licked Derrick's shaft from base to tip, tongue swirling around the tapered point to lap up every last drop of cum. The young intern couldn't help but let out a soft moan at the sensation.

"That's a good bitch," Spencer praised, reaching down to scratch behind Will's ears. The former boss whimpered appreciatively, nuzzling against Spencer's hand. He then refocused on Derricks cock, going so far as to lap at the inside of the sheath to get every nook and cranny clean. Will kept--mostly-- quiet the entire time they were speaking. As they chatted about details Derrick even managed to challenge Spencer once when it came to salary and benefits when the Doberman's offer didn't feel fair. Spencer conceded, letting Derrick have what he wanted in exchange for his silence in all of this. For all of his cutthroat tactics, he knew when to be generous.

Derrick would start next week. He'd be given William's office, which they'd share under the guise of William investing more time collaborating with Derrick. He would and assume a couple of Will's duties, mentioning that the lab was going to be very busy raising his pups and taking care of all of Derrick's needs over the next year. As the conversation came to an end, Derrick shook Spencer's paw, sealing their newfound partnership. William looked up from his knees with a submissive expression, his muzzle and chin still wet with the evidence of his humiliation. He knew the game had changed, and he was no longer part of the player pool.

"Well done, kiddo," Spencer congratulated Derrick. "I knew you had it in you. Good to know I made the right choice."

Derrick's chest swelled with pride at the compliment. He couldn't help but feel a shiver down his spine as he thought about the new power dynamic between them. "Thank you, Sir... I mean, Spence."

After Spencer left, Derrick ordered Will back up onto his shaky feet, legs trembling from the pounding he took. The shepherd watched the lab dress himself, stuttering and mumbling, speechless. What do you say after getting humiliated like that in front of your protégé? And, once again, Derrick took the initiative. He rested a firm paw on the lab's shoulder, it was comforting, but solidified their new dynamic. No words were exchanged. The warmth of Derrick's hand against Will's own in the environment-controlled air of the office contrasted with the cold from the snow outdoors that permeated through the lab. All the tension seemingly washed from the lab's body. It was awkward, of course. But he started to chuckle. "Let's go grab a bite to eat," Derrick offered, "I know a nice place nearby. I think I deserve a full explanation about what happened with you and Spencer." There was a sternness to his voice that even he wasn't aware of. Will meekly accepted, the lab following the other canine to a small restaurant where they talked about what happened. It took Will a beer and a few glasses of brandy before he was comfortable talking about it but eventually, he began to open up about Spencer. Small details at first, but as Derrick continued to tug at the string Will continued to open up.

Will explained to Derrick in their booth that, several months ago-- apparently before approaching Derrick at all--Spencer had been sleeping with his wife. Will didn't find out for almost a month, he laughed, thinking about all those times she'd be acting strange. How naïve he was all that time! How many times he had unwittingly cleaned her up once Spencer had finished with her thinking he was just being a good, dutiful husband that wasn't afraid to go down on her, never thinking to question that she would not return the favor. In any case, he was more than surprised when Spencer walked into his office with all the confidence of a king in his own castle and slapped down enough photos of his wife and him in various depraved acts to fill a photo album or two. The lab was immediately enraged; he nearly threw a punch at the grinning Doberman's face until he realized that Spencer would most likely end up winning in the end if he did. An assault charge right in the office? He couldn't get away with that no matter who Spencer was sticking his dick into. So, he stood there, fuming as Spencer explained the situation to him. How he met Will's wife at the last company function, how delightful she was, how they got along well enough that she wanted to meet for coffee. The Doberman walked up into Will's personal space as he explained that she didn't need much convincing. Will could feel, now that the Doberman was pressing up against him, his cock was hard in his slacks as the Doberman spoke softly into his ear about how good she looked on her back. The filthy things she said their first night together. How much bigger, how much deeper he was compared to Will. The lab's breath caught in his throat as he heard Spencer's zipper slowly slide down in his office. How he felt the urge to kneel in front of the other male but fought against it. Will explained to Derrick that he managed to tell the Doberman that he should leave, that this wasn't acceptable, that he could have Spencer charged for sexual harassment, only to feel the raw heat of the Doberman's erection sliding along his thighs through his slacks.

Derrick listened intently as Will recounted the sordid details of Spencer's affair with his wife. He could see the pain and humiliation in the lab's eyes as he described their first encounter in the office.

"I wanted to punch him, I really did," Will said, taking another sip of brandy. "But he had all the power. The pictures, threats...I didn't know what to do."

Derrick felt a pang of sympathy for his old mentor. He reached across the table and put a comforting paw on Will's arm.

Spencer explained to him that he'd only leave once Will proved whether his wife was a liar or not by whipping it out to compare, and that he knew Will was hard as a rock. The lab could feel his will crumbling. He should have pushed the Doberman away or left. He still doesn't know why he did it. But he did. Will unzipped his fly and let his erection slip free. His smaller, thinner and inferior erection. Spencer growled into his ear, praising him, calling him a 'Good boy' and Will couldn't even deny it. His cock looked like a boy's cock compared to the Doberman's throbbing, red girth. His tail even wagged a little at the praise. They both stood there, staring downwards as Will felt Spencer's erection poke and prod against his own, the heat of it radiating through him. Until the Doberman's hand rested firmly on his shoulder and the lab's ears pinned back. Will remembered looking up at Spencer, in that moment, almost pleadingly as he subtly shook his head. Only for Spencer to nod and say, "It's okay, boy. You lose. That's all there is to it. Go ahead, say it. It's easier than you think."

Will could still just as clearly hear those words ringing through his skull today as he did while he sank down onto his knees in his own office before Spencer and repeated, questioningly at first, "I lose...?"

Spencer gripped the base of his cock and slapped it gently against the lab's face. "You lose," He repeated, his paw shifting from the lab's shoulder to the back of his head.

"I lose," Will repeated as he was lined up with that dick, parting his lips and letting Spencer's cock slip into his muzzle.

Derrick couldn't believe what he was hearing. This was his mentor, William, admitting to being cuckolded by Spencer Davis of all dogs. He'd been brought low so easily, blinded by his devotion to his wife. It was unbelievable, and yet, here he was, listening to every sordid detail. He felt a mixture of disgust and arousal. Disgust at the weakness Will had shown arousal at the thought of how easily Spencer's dominance had conquered someone he had always thought untouchable.

Will looked up at Derrick with desperation in his eyes. "I know it's pathetic, but... I couldn't help it. Spencer has this way about him... It's like he just... I don't know..." Will continued that Spencer had praised him again. "Good boy." And Will wagged his tail as he sucked his cock, erection throbbing between his legs at the thought of all those photos of how that throbbing, hot, salty piece of meat in his muzzle had defiled his wife. He repeated those words, "I lose." In his head as he closed his eyes, earning a satisfied grunt from Spencer above him as his head began to bob back and forth of its own accord. Reaching down between his own legs, Will jerked himself off to that mantra repeating in his mind. He came harder than he could remember in his entire life that night. Even before Spencer shot his own load in his muzzle, on his muzzle. It was a messy first blowjob.

Will chuckled nervously, sitting there in that booth in the low-light restaurant sheepishly looking between his drink and Derrick who sat there dumbfounded. Apparently, Spencer had all the cards from the beginning; getting Derrick into his pocket was just icing on the cake. Will explained that he didn't expect Derrick to understand, but he has been exploring his submissive side with Spencer and his wife for awhile now and found he quite enjoys it when another man takes control. Uses him. Takes what he wants. Derrick, who was also going through quite a few changes in his life, was hard as a rock after hearing that story, not that he wanted to admit it. He was always worried he might push Will too far, scare him away, only to find out that Spencer had been grooming him to embrace his more dominant nature with Will all this time. So, in response he leaned forward, curled up his lips into a toothy grin and told Will he loved him and would never "use" him. However, that story got him really worked up--and he'd really appreciate it if the lab finished what he started before their food was brought out to them. Will blinked in surprise before flashing a nervous grin, glancing around the restaurant. Without any complaints, he slipped down beneath the table. Derrick spread his legs and let out a content sigh after a few moments, enjoying the feeling of his cock being sucked off in a public place and the heat of Will's muzzle working his shaft eagerly.

Derrick couldn't believe his ears as he listened to Will's story. The once-untouchable mentor he had admired so much was now kneeling before him, literally and figuratively, thanks to Spencer Davis. He felt a mix of revulsion and arousal at the thought of William being so easily dominated. But something about it was also intoxicating. The idea that even someone like Will could be brought to their knees by Spencer's dominance was both thrilling and terrifying. As Will continued to suck him off under the table, Derrick couldn't help but moan softly. The heat of Will's mouth and the warmth of the restaurant enveloping him, driving him closer to the edge.

"Oh fuck, Will," Derrick breathed, his paws tightening on the table edge. "That feels... so good."

When their food was delivered, he made some weak excuse about how his friend would be back from the bathroom soon, trying to suppress shaky moans as Will tried not to slurp on his meal.

Spencer was officially announced the Senior Partner of the company later that week. Will remained Junior Partner and even helped mentor Derrick in his new duties as a full-time employee who was to be groomed to be the next Junior Partner to replace Spencer's old position. Will was in his office, bent over his desk once again with familiar firm paws gripping his hips when his phone started to ring, his wife's number showing on the screen as he answered. "Hello-Nnh! Nn! Nnh-Sweetie~" his voice came out, shaking each time the canine behind him thrust into his upturned ass. Her voice returned the greeting, just as shaky as his was. She struggled to speak but she was calling to let Will know that she had taken a pregnancy test that morning. Spencer's voice could be heard growling through the phone as she spoke. She paused in what she was saying as she let Spencer pound into her a little more firmly. Will waited patiently for the results as Spencer bred her, clenching down tightly on Derrick's drooling shaft buried deep in his soft ass. Both labs were drooling and letting little moans slip out onto the phone as they were rutted into. Once Spencer calmed down enough that she could resume speaking she announced that she was pregnant. Will's goofy grin curled up a little more as he shakily let out an "Ooh! That's wonderful news, sweetheart~!" He moaned excitedly; tongue lolled out of his muzzle just as hers was. Will listened patiently as from the sounds of things, Spencer was finishing up inside his wife at that moment. Obediently, the lab listened and moaned out loud along with his wife as Derrick fucked him until he came, the younger shepherd's knot busting through his loosened hole repeatedly. Both labs exhaustedly wished each other a good day before hanging up to clean off their lovers.

Derrick stood in his old boss's office as the lab lapped eagerly at his shaft once more, sighing contently as he watched the warm sun rise up and enjoying his morning drink while Will enjoyed his own new morning drink. The shepherd wasn't sure if he agreed with all of Spencer's methods but he had to admit that the Doberman was right. He needed to take what he wanted. Because of that, he and Will were quickly learning to be happy together in a new and exciting fashion. Will's wife was getting the attention and love she deserved, and Derrick and Spencer were getting the promotions that their hard work deserved as well. Even Will, who seemed hesitant at first, was starting to come around to this arrangement. Thankfully, Spencer seemed content with keeping their affair private, which allowed Will to preserve his dignity to some degree. Derrick's life was slowly getting better: a new car, a new apartment. New clothes. His job was difficult but thankfully he wasn't Junior Partner yet and had room to finish his studies in college, delegating any work he couldn't finish to Will who happily accepted it if it meant Derrick could focus on his studies and pass his courses. The best part was that almost twice a week, Will would stay the night with Derrick. Just the two of them. No office. No wife. No Spencer. Just them. All night. And it was good.