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One of those incredibly hot summer days, right at noon with the sun at its highest point. White sand all around him, stopping only in front of the clear water a few steps ahead… Ryder let out a sigh at the picture, feeling his body grow relaxed as he took in the empty beach around him. The old bull had been lucky to come across this secluded spot: The clear blue sea, the cloudless sky and the heat bearing on his bare body as he lied on a single towel, far too small for his figure, was all simply perfect.

He stretched, his enormous arms bulging, his pecs pushing forward and his hips bucking out of their own volition… Other than a tight red speedo that did a poor job of hiding his pronounced endowment, he wasn’t wearing anything; and even removing that was starting to sound appealing the longer he stayed alone. A hand reached for his bulge, playfully rubbing through the fabric, small grunts escaping his lips at the touch. There was no one around him, so there really was no reason to wear it.

He sat back up, feeling his muscles pop in position, sand clinging to his broad back, sticking from his brown fur, and he reached with one hand to wipe it off while the other dove through the black hair between his horns. The heat suddenly hitting his sweaty back felt exceptionally pleasant, and it was enough to make things stir between his legs even more. But just as those thoughts went through his head, he heard the familiar sound of a nearby engine, stopping several feet away from him. He sighed again, of course; in hindsight, it was childish to think he could keep this beach all for himself. It was too good to be his own little secret alone, after all.

He looked over his shoulder and saw a pair of young canines step outside of the new car, both of them coated in golden fur, already shirtless and exposing defined bodies. They looked good, all things considered… he didn’t realize when his hand dove down his speedo, but he was stroking his member now. A quick glance and he saw the thick face under the fabric, hints of his balls pressed against the bottom of his hands, and he gave himself a good squeeze. A shudder ran up his spine and ended with a grunt out of his lips, and from what little room opened between his legs, his powerful musk wafted up. He only had to sniff the air once to detect that masculine, overwhelming aroma, and he felt his member throb in his grasp. The heat made him sweat so profusely, it was a lot more intense than usual, making him lick his own lips in anticipation.

“Holy shit…” a whisper, although perhaps louder than intended, reached Ryder’s ears. He turned around and just as he expected, there they were, the two younger dogs staring at him. Their golden fur shone with the sunlight and their blue eyes rested on top of the bull, both pairs wide open like their mouths. Despite their bewildered expressions, their tails were wagging like crazy, and their shorts sported noticeable tents that brought a smile to the old man’s lips.

“Hey there, young fellas,” he smiled somewhat sheepishly, yet his hand didn’t leave his junk for a second. If anything, his strokes were longer, far easier to notice. He leaned far back just enough to show more of his chest, making sure his perky nipples were on display for both of them to see. A blush appeared on his cheeks, but that extra heat only made him keep going. “I thought I’d have the beach for myself all day, heh… My bad. But since you’re already here, care to help an old man out.”

“I told you we would have a blast at the beach today,” the second dog whispered at his friend, again loud enough for Ryder to hear. Both of them had wide grins by now and exchanged the same look. The small backpacks they were carrying fell forgotten on the ground and they stepped forward, their bare paws leaving small prints on the sand.

The first dog reached for his chest, his hands roaming the vast expanse of his muscles and giving every inch of flesh a good, hard grope. His eyes were fully taken by the sight at first, but their eyes soon met. They exchanged a quick glance, the old man gritting his teeth to keep the moans down while his chest was played with, his nipple casually brushed. The canine went for his neck after, leaving small bites and kisses along the way, but as much as he wanted to keep his attention on him, Ryder had to look down when he felt something tugging at his waist.

“And what are you hiding here, grandpa?” the second dog said from the other side, his thumb hooked around the bull’s speedo. With a wide grin that got Ryder to blush, the bull pulled up and allowed the fabric to be removed, his cock exposed to the world, still tight in his grasp. The very moment he did so, a powerful aroma wafted from his thighs and spread through the air, hitting his nostrils in a second and surely doing the same for the canines’ more sensitive noses. The way they both licked their lips after told him as much, and his hand abandoned his member to allow the dog to take over. He stroked it harder, playing with the head as the tiny red thong went down his legs, leaving him completely naked. “You’re pretty sweaty after a day in the sun, huh? Don’t worry, I got something to wipe you off right here.”

The old bull didn’t get to complain before the speedo was pressed against his skin, and he had to hold his tongue as it went up and down his body, scrubbing the sweat off his fur and skin. He felt the warmth left on the fabric from his crotch, the way it soaked up his musk as the dog rubbed his abs, right down the middle of his pecs, cupping them both… He scrubbed it under his pits next, fingers pushing deep, the bull whimpering from the sensation. It was all done in a few seconds, but it was bliss all through. And when the canine was finally done, the next thing Ryder saw was the bright red fabric of his speedo stretched over his face, his nose completely covered as his eyes widened for a single second.

“Best place to put it,” the second dog said, and after a single whiff, the bull had to agree. The overwhelming musk that filled his nostrils in that second sent a shiver down his body, his cock throbbing painfully in his hand. He wanted to keep pumping it, but he was so lost in his own aroma, he couldn’t think any longer. He just kept breathing in, deeply, fully, filling himself up with that musk and looking from one canine to the other, their grins now matching.

As the first dog darted over to Ryder’s back, his hands groped his shoulders and traps while his fangs nibbled the back of his neck, making him tremble in nothing but pure delight. The second one, far more daring than his partner, was already going down the bull’s abs, trailing every crease he came across, licking his lips in delight, yet his eyes remained locked on his target once again, seeing it throb furiously between the bull’s legs. He soon abandoned Ryder’s stomach, his fingers coiling around his manhood, playing with his balls while his thumb pressed against the head. The bull shuddered, his legs starting to kick until the other hand grabbed his thigh, rubbing it while the strokes continued. Gasps left his lips and he leaned back again, head reared and bumping against the first canine’s fur. He nuzzled against him, leaving a trail of bites down his neck as his hands roamed the vast expanse of his back.

It didn’t take long for the dog to reach around and go for his chest. Bold, the bull thought, but not another word was exchanged between all of them after that. The young canine was taken by the sight in front of him, soaking in the sheer size, the powerful muscles, his hand going up and down the curve of his pec before lingering on his nipple. His thumb flicked it a few times, his index joining and pinching it, and a sharp moan stuck in Ryder’s throat, the bull trying his best to keep it down. The dog leaned forward, his nose pushing the thong away just enough to expose the old man’s lips, and they pressed together, surprising him yet again. But he still gave in, opening up and allowing his tongue to push inside, invade him and take him for all his worth.

The hands between his legs turned stronger, their grasp and strokes far more aggressive. Every time the bull tried to let his hand down on his member, it was swiftly pushed aside, and the second dog kept playing with his rod. Still trapped in his kiss, the old bull cracked an eye open and found himself staring back at the canine, looking up from between his legs, his snout dangerously close to his member. Only now, when he looked back at those sharp, hungry blue eyes, did Ryder feel the warm breath on the tip of his dick, the wet sensation of a tongue daring to come out, only for nothing to happen. He was being teased, his dick jumping and throbbing in this stranger’s grasp with every little action, and he couldn’t help but moan in the kiss.

Rather reluctantly, Ryder broke the kiss and turned all the way forward, returning the other dog’s gaze. It only lasted a second, but without taking his hands off the bovine’s meat, the dog sat back up and met with him in the middle, pulling him into yet another kiss; he was a lot more aggressive than his friend, his hand now going for his chest and twisting his nipple roughly as well, making the bull whimper. The first one, now devoid of those bovine lips, instead dove for his pec, licking up and down the pronounced curve, taking in every inch and a few seconds to moan after every motion. His mouth soon came across the old bull’s nipple and he clamped around it, sucking hard enough to make him tremble.

“You’re enjoying yourself a lot with a pair of strangers, aren’t you, old man?” the second one said right after breaking their kiss and shoving the speedo back on Ryder’s face, rubbing it on his nose, making sure that powerful musk filled the bull’s lungs. As if those words were his cue, the first one reached and started stroking his member, resuming his friend’s actions. Ryder moaned out loud into the empty beach, far stronger than he intended, shivering all over. With the same grin as before, the second dog pulled his arm up, exposing his pit and diving in. His cold nose pressed against his skin and fur, and a deep whiff made Ryder shiver again. Followed by a single, long lick as he took in that powerful scent and taste that the bull had been enjoying all on his own. “You even smell like you want it,” the dog teased him, taking another deep breath.

“We can’t let a handsome old man get sunburn, can we?” the first dog said with an almost innocent tone that seemed so out of place, it got Ryder to look up. But despite what he may have said, his eyes had the same wickedness as his partner’s, and he was already digging through the bags on the floor, pulling out a small bottle of sunscreen. Ryder could only gasp in curiosity as he popped it open, the contents squeezed on his open palm before he tossed it over to the other canine. Before he could ask what was happening, he felt the lotion being lathered on his back, and a shiver ran up his spine in return.

A gentle chill invaded him, pushing a shaky moan through his lips as his tired muscles were deeply massaged. Strong thumbs pushed against every inch of his skin, coating his shoulders, giving them another good squeeze and going all the way around to his chest once again. This time, the dog went straight for his nipples, flicking them with his slick thumbs, pinching and pulling as he coated his chest with the substance. A whimper left the old man and he pushed forward, wanting to get more of his hands against his pecs, feeling them squeeze and grope in return.

The other dog followed the same movements, his hands covered in sunscreen and already going up and down his abs, rubbing his inner thighs, getting every inch of him he could reach. But unlike his partner, he only kept the act for a few seconds, and his fingers soon came across his length one more time. He was anxious; he wanted the bull’s dick the most out of the two, his strokes going up and down with such strength, Ryder felt his balls jump and slap against his hand. The lotion left his dick with a slick sensation, and the dog’s free hand went to his hole next, three fingers squeezing in and spreading him apart. The sunscreen dripping off the canine’s fingers coated his insides, lubing him so deeply, he felt the cold against his inner walls. Rushed moans and breathes escaped the old bull, his body trembling with every bit the dog’s fingers opened up in his hole, and he leaned back against the first, horns pressed against his chest.

His body was completely slick with lotion now, everything feeling cold and more sensitive, from the breeze to the restless hands going up and down his pecs, squeezing and groping them. The second canine looked up at him once, giving his member another stroke and pulling his fingers out of the bull’s hole. He reached his shorts and pulled them down around his thighs, exposing his own dick to both men, throbbing and leaking profusely, already aimed at the bull’s expectant pucker. Ryder ground back against it, feeling the tip press on his hole, sliding inside… It was a single moment of bliss the bull was intimately familiar with, as his moans mixed with the canine’s grunts and his hole opened as far as it could for his member.

“You’re doing just fine, gramps,” the first dog whispered from behind him, stroking his horns until the old bull was trembling. Not from that, but from the cock spearing him, pushing into his prostate mere seconds after he was spread open and well beyond that. He felt it squeezed under the canine member, his own dick jumping from the sensation, and his hands balled into fists on the small towel under his body. The first’s hands went for his chest again, this time squeezing and pulling at his nipples harder than ever before; Ryder couldn’t hold the moans back any longer, and his voice got the dog to kiss and bite his neck, only making him scream harder. It was a vicious cycle of carnal bliss he had locked himself into.

The second one’s hands landed on the bull’s thighs and pulled them up closer, hips slapping against the bull’s buttocks. Ryder’s entire body shook from the impact, his breathing rushing and his chest rising with every deep breath, only for the first dog to get more to grope. He was shivering all over, feeling a new layer of sweat forming all over his body. Every intake of air came with a whiff of the musk left over his speedo, only making him breath even deeper, get more of himself inside his nostrils. His body slowly lowered and he didn’t even realize it until the first dog’s bulge pressed against his cheek, only for a second before he pulled his shorts down as well, revealing his hardened member to the other two. What the old man would’ve given for a taste, but with the thong pressed on his snout, it was impossible.

A rough hand grabbed his rod, squeezing him at the base, stroking up and down and making his moans grow louder and deeper. The dog’s other hand went for his balls, cupping them, pulling down and pushing with his thumb. Ryder felt the seed inside them churn from such simple actions, every touch making him hump back and fuck the rough hand. The canine’s hips were moving all on their own now, easily sliding up and down his lubed hole, massaging his prostate with every thrust.

The one behind him still kept one hand on his chest, twisting and pinching his nipple. The other hand was on his own member, stroking just as furiously as the bull was fucked, a strand of pre already hanging from the bright red tip. Out of instinct, Ryder opened his mouth and tried leaning to it, wanting nothing more than to get it in him. All he got was his tongue pressing against the fabric of his thong, the sweat and musk now exploding in his mouth and making him tremble. The dog noted it all, however, and without stopping his jerking he rose just enough to let his balls land on the bull’s nose. Separated by nothing but a flimsy speedo, Ryder sniffed that gentle, youthful musk mixing with his own, and his breaths turned even deeper as a result.

“Getting excited, old man?” the second dog said, his hold tightening. Ryder felt his own dick throb every time he breathed in, and that only made the canine’s grasp get stronger. But he also felt the exhaustion in his voice, the growing wear as he started approaching his own climax. Part of the bull wanted to see how long he could last, tease him to see which one of them would shoot first and try his damn best to win such a bet. But the arousal clouded whatever defiant thought he may have had, his only goal being his own orgasm.

The bull pushed back against him, both of their hips rocking in unison and getting as much of the dog’s dick inside him as possible. Every thrust was bliss, shivers running up the old man’s back and making him moan with heat and excitement like never before. The dog humped forcefully as well, leaning closer, pulling his legs and groping his cheeks, spreading them open for his member to slide in deeper. As if inspired by the sight, the first dog stepped back and let his junk rest on Ryder’s shoulder, the leaking tip already coating his muscles. He was jerking the fastest of the three, thumb pressed against the upper side of his manhood, hips bucking forward in his own hand as whimpers escaped him. He would be the first one to shoot, the bull could tell already. He wanted him to do so already…

Almost without realizing, Ryder leaned towards it, his mouth inching out of the speedo just enough to get his lips on the side of the canine member. The dog winced at first, but the harder the bull kissed and sucked on the side of his dick, the louder and richer his moans became. He wanted it more than anyone, and his hands abandoned him to instead roam Ryder’s body, squeezing every inch of flesh he came across. A few drops of pre made it down his length and the old bull hungrily lapped them all up, shuddering at the taste. His tongue coiled around the base, milking him to the best of his considerable ability, and one look up at the young man was all it took to know there was no way he would avoid it.

One final thrust and the dog moaned the loudest, his arms growing stiff as his load burst out of his member. Rope after rope of thick cum came out of him, his body shaking with every shot, and it all landed with heavy splashes all over the bull’s chest. Ryder trembled as he felt the sticky warmth all over his body, slipping down his fur and coating the skin and muscle underneath. It all mixed with the lotion, covering him, reaching his abs in a matter of seconds- Every lick he gave the dog only made him shoot even farther, until he was biting his own knuckle to keep the screams down.

Even with all his experience, Ryder couldn’t contain himself any longer. He gave the second dog one final look and noticed the rushed breathing before their eyes crossed. In that single moment they came to an agreement. With one final thrust, the dog slammed himself as deep as he could go in the old man’s ass, balls slapping hard against his rump, and his hand squeezed his member one final time. The next second, they were both cumming as hard as their bodies allowed them, Ryder’s load landing all over his torso, joining the first dog’s on his fur, reaching his face and soaking the red thong on his snout. His eyes rolled to the back of his skull as everything felt stronger in that second: The musk filling his nostrils becoming sweeter, the taste of the young man’s dick on his lips far more delectable, the fire coursing through his body burning even hotter, back arching, moans coming out louder by the second.

The second dog pushed deeper still, his thick seed filling the bull’s hole to the brim, making him shudder in delight. He felt his insides contract around his member, milking him, trying to keep him lodged inside and the hot substance inside him, but soon it was flowing out of him, slipping through what little cracks were left between his flesh and that throbbing member. That didn’t stop the dog, his dick constantly pulsing, ropes of seed bursting out of him, his body leaning on top of the bull and holding his tits through the strands of cum left over on his fur. During that second, when he looked up, Ryder saw nothing but the sweaty, heaving bodies of the canines on top of him, blocking even the tiniest bit of sunlight from his eyes and making him shake in delight.

A few more seconds and it was over. There wasn’t much fanfare about it; his orgasm slowly died out into a trickle and both young men stopped, with nothing but their gasps as evidence for what had just transpired between the three. Ryder’s head fell back on the sand, his horns scrapping the soft surface, and he licked whatever he could find on his lips. One hand trailed down the curve of his pec and he didn’t even bother looking down which one of them did it, choosing to instead enjoy the sensation.

“Wow…” the first one said behind him, his voice weak. He was spent, of course. Funny how Ryder could go for a second round already; based on how he had yet to pull out, he figured the other man thought the same. “That was-

“That was amazing!”

The new voice got them all by surprise, the first dog instantly pulling back and covering his still dripping erection, desperately trying to pull his shorts back up. Ryder and the second dog didn’t bother, remaining still as their eyes landed on the newcomers. At that moment, the old bull’s eyes widened slightly, the exact same reaction as the young lizard looking at him, a bear and wolf behind him.

“Oh, hey! It’s you kids, it’s been a while,” he said with a wink, and his dick visibly jumping at the memory of the time spent with these three young men in his farm. They were all shirtless, beach shorts barely hiding the tents that had formed between their legs. All of them staring in disbelief, yet the need evident in their eyes. Ryder exchanged one final glance with the confused man still buried in his ass, and that was all it took for them both to understand what was happening. The dog gave him a reassuring smile in return, and a shiver ran up the old man’s spine in anticipation, just as he looked back at the three newcomers. “Care to help an old man as well?”