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College Daze: The Nerd and the Jock

Clearing his throat non-chalantly, he sat up and closed out the IM part, going back to the 'Browse Nearby' section. He had just begun scrolling through nearby profiles - probably people right on this very campus! - when a large, firm form bumped into his hands and sent his phone skittering across the grass... landing a few feet away, thankfully face down as Sam dove to grab it fearfully.

“Watch your hands, bro,” the large, imposing canine that had bumped into him growled as he walked by, not even slowing down as he continued on his way.

“Jackass,” Sam huffed, picking up his phone to check for scratches or scuffs. Satisfied it wasn't damaged, the lean Wolf glared at the retreating back of the grey-furred, muscled Pitbull that continued down the path, laughing loudly and joking around with the rest of his buddies. The dude's tank-top hung off him loosely, letting his thick chest and back be on display for all to see, his meaty arms gesturing animatedly as the group chatted. Even those gym shorts left little to the imagination, hugging his tree-trunk like legs and firm ass.... if he wasn't such a dick, Sam would have admitted the dude was smoking hot.

Grumbling to himself, the Wolf dusted off his jeans and stood up, grabbing his bookbag as he checked the time. His Friday afternoon lecture was due to start soon, so he headed towards one of the large main campus buildings. He flicked through his phone a few more times, just to make sure there was nothing wrong after its tumble, and minimized his new Gurglr app before he got inside where the hallways were filled with other students and people.

Stopping off in the washroom before class, Sam made sure to clean any stray grass out of his fur from his little 'saving dive' after his phone earlier, still grumbling under his breath as he picked a blade of green from his muzzle fur.

Looking back at him from the mirror was a brownish-red wolf of middling height for the larger canid species– five-foot-ten and a half, last time he checked. The underside of his muzzle had a more creamy-white coloration to it, that trailed down his throat to his chest and belly. People often confused him for a Husky, with his fur pattern and build, but he just shrugged if off with a smile.

He knew he wasn't as big as most people expected when he said he was a Wolf. Aside from his average height, he was closer to what some called a 'swimmers build' than anything else; lean and lithe, not overly big or scrawny. His chest was firm, and he had a set of washboard abs he was proud of, but compared to people like that douchebag Pitbull....well, the term 'twink' was often heard. Really, it didn't bother Sam as much, usually laughing it off when people pointed it out.

He may not have gotten his Dad's towering height and build...but his genes had been kind to him in other ways.

Giving the front of his jeans another quick adjustment while he was alone, Sam unashamedly cupped his bulge and contemplated sneaking a few fresh pics for use on his newly acquired app, when his phone chirped an alarm and he looked at the screen. “Gah!” the college freshman yipped, the time showing his class starting soon, and he booked it down the large corridors to one of the large lecture halls across the building.

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The professor's droning voice and the content of the lecture was not something Sam enjoyed. Which really kinda sucked, considering Intro to Biology was one of his favorite subjects. Still, he wished the older Moose standing in front of the large white boards and screen down there on the raised dais wasn't so bleeding boring.

Ding!

“Hm?” he murmured to himself, sliding his notebook aside slightly to reveal his phone underneath. He tapped at it quickly, turning the volume down, but a quick check around showed that not one other person even bothered to look. Most other people were either half-asleep, fully asleep, or idly checking their own phones as the professor went on about biomes or something. Big lecture halls were like that sometime.

“Thought I had you on sile– oh..” Sam breathed, seeing that it was the most recently installed app that had pinged, and felt his stomach flip anxiously, as well as other parts below react accordingly. Making sure to turn off the audible notifications, he thumbed open the app with the stylized 'G' the little loop made into a tongue, and flicked through it. The little mail icon showed he had a new instant message; it certainly didn't take long for other users to find him apparently. Giving one last discreet check to make sure no one was watching, he tapped on the IM and opened the chat.

'Yo'

Simple enough, he supposed, lightly tapping a reply. 'Hey, whats up'

'Havent see u on here b4'

'Just got the app today', Sam typed back.

'Nice.' A few moments pause, then, 'U a top?'

'Yeah.'

'Nice', it repeated. 'How big'

Sam bit his lower lip and snorted softly. A hookup app was a hookup app....was a hookup app, after all. Not point in being subtle. 'Big enough ;) ' he replied.

'Hah. Pics or it aint true'

The lean Wolf smirked to himself. He tabbed over to his phone gallery where more than a few NSFW pics had been added since high school. He selected one of his better ones, then attached it in the app's private chat, and waited. Turning his attention back to the lecture as the prof moved one of the big, wheeled whiteboards, Sam tuned back in to make sure he wasn't missing anything vitally important, before his phone _ding'_d again a few moments later.

'_ Fuck _'

Sam snorted softly, reading the person's reply. That was usually people's response when they saw it, giving the Wolf a boost of pride as well as a twinge between his legs. 'Told ya ;) '

The little 'typing' bubble appeared, then, 'Respect, dude! Probs bigger than most bros I know or seen'

'Yeah? Good~' Sam replied back, reaching under the long table to idly adjust the front of his jeans where said pride was filling out the denim a bit more.

'Yeah' the other user replied. 'Oh damn...you close by! Bio lecture?'

Sam flicked an ear, then tapped on the user's profile pic. Like his, it was blank, but gave him a brief view of his profile. Under location it read '10m away'

Damn, 10 meters away?! He's in this class! Sam screamed in his head. 'Heh...yeah, looks like!' he typed back, fighting the urge to lift his head and look around. That would be a dead giveaway.

'Sweet! U busy after?'

'Nope' the Wolf replied quickly.

'Nice. U on campus?'

Flexing his quivering fingers, Sam willed himself to calm. 'Yeah, got a dorm in McAllister'

'Fuckin A! Im in Brody' A moment as he typed, then, 'Wanna give me that big dick after lecture? :p '

Fighting the growing tightness in his jeans, Sam swallowed dryly. Less than an hour on the app, and already someone wanted to mess around. College life is gonna rooooccckk, he sang to himself in his mind, as his fingers tapped at his phone.

'Rm 312. Msg me when you're there~'

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Sam practically paced across his single dorm after the lecture had ended, waiting for his phone to chime. After nearly sprinting here to tidy up a bit, he calmed himself down by rationalizing the dude wasn't coming here to judge his clothes folding; the few more messages they had traded had grown more and more lewd, leaving no illusion that this guy wanted Sam's dick.

The Wolf had changed out of his everyday clothes and thrown on some lounge wear – an old oversized tshirt and some casual sweats – and now all he had to do was wait for his 'date' to show up. They hadn't talked about anything besides sex, so Sam wasn't sure what else to expect, but still, it proved that this new app was indeed popular.

His ears flicked straight up as his phone dinged, at the same time a thick knock came at his door. Glancing over at the open messenger, he managed to read. 'Yo, Im here', before heading to the door. Putting on his best 'chill' face, Sam opened the door with a smile.

“Hey the-..huh?”

“...you're kidding,” replied the figure in the door.

Sam blinked and looked up at the tall, muscled Pitbull framing his doorway. That loose tank-top, those bright green shorts... “You?!” the Wolf stammered, his head barely coming up to the guy's neck.

The Pit pursed his lips, looking over his shoulder down the hall, before half-stepping inside. “Look...you lettin me in or not?” he growled thickly in his large chest.

Sam could see him shift his weight from one foot to the other, bit his lower lip, then grabbed the guy's meaty arm and tugged him in. Closing the door behind them and locking it, he turned to face the jock canine. “This...uh...isn't what I expected,” he admitted.

“Ya think?” the Pitbull rolled his eyes. “Kinda the trade off of havin no profile pics,” he said, waving his phone in his thick hand. He looked over the shorter Wolf with a critical gaze, as if trying to figure out if he was being pranked. “You seriously telling me that's you?” he huffed, holding his phone out with a lewd photo on it.

Sam couldn't help but snicker as he was shown his own dick on the dude's phone. Instead of answering, a newfound sense of pride filled his chest as he grinned and thumbed down his sweats, the waistband tucking under his plump balls as his fat sheath was put on display. “Pretty sure, yup.”

The jock huffed as he stared at the Wolf's package, biting his lip. “Fuck...” he groaned, his own shorts noticeably growing tight in the front, as one of his meaty hands tried to adjust himself, like he was trying to fight getting turned on by the lean twink before him

Taking a bit of pity on him, Sam smiled and tugged his pants back up. “Look,” he sighed. “We don't have to...you know,” he bobbed his head back and forth. “No harm no foul.”

“Shut it, dude,” the Pitbull sighed, but his tone much softer than it had been. He rubbed the back of his neck, then barked out a laugh as he stepped up to the Wolf, giving him an honest smile. “I like dick, okay?” he rumbled in a low tone, even going so far as to reach up and cup Sam's bulge. “I just don't make a point of advertising it.”

“O-okay,” the Wolf grunted, arching his hips into that touch. Regardless of anything else, his sheath was reacting to the touch of another guy, plumping up in that grip as his dick poked free of its furry tube. “Soo....you still wanna...?”

“Let you rail me with this?” the Pitbull jock smirked. “Fuck yeah, lil stud.”

Sam blushed, and couldn't help the giggle that came out, as his own hands came up to grope the larger guy. “Just uh...unexpected,” he admitted, even as he felt up the jock's firm abs and thick chest, letting his hands wander as the dude just grinned back at him.

“Like finding a cute twink packing as much as a stallion, unexpected?” the Pitbull smirked.

“I guess its just that kinda day, huh?” Sam laughed, as the pair of them groped one another. He bit his lower lip as the taller, muscular canine kneeled down before him, his meaty hands tugging down those sweats to free Sam's junk once more, the Wolf's heavy sheath meeting his muzzle. The guy's tongue lathered over that fat sheath, coaxing the thick cock inside to come out as he slipped his muzzle around the emerging flesh. “O-ohh...fuuuck dude,” the lean Wolf groaned.

The muscled canine continued to lick and suck at the emerging cock, swallowing around it as it throbbed out into his muzzle. Above him, Sam lolled his head back as he felt the wet warmth of that maw wrapping around his cock, hand coming up to rub over the guy's head. His hips gave an involuntary twitch forward, but the muscled jock just swallowed and rumbled around that throbbing cock. Sam felt the tip of his dick push against the back of the guy's throat, and the dude gurgled slightly, pulling back and off his cock with a lewd sound. “G-guh....fuck lil bro! You are seriously fuckin hung,” he huffed, pressing his face against Sam's balls as he jerked the Wolf's cock with a thick hand. “No joke...back of my throat and still aint popped the knot?” he marveled, his other hand coming up to palm Sam's balls.

“Just lucky I guess,” Sam chuckled, even as he watched his heavy dick lay across the guy's face, the thick shaft giving another throb as it inched further from his sheath.

“Nah bro...I'm the lucky one,” the jock huffed, rubbing his face up the length of Wolf cock. “Gonna feel this thing in my guts,” he grunted. He mouthed up and down Sam's shockingly big dick, swallowing it into his muzzle again and bobbing on it for a few moments, before pulling off again. “Damn you taste good,” he rumbled.

Sam shuddered a bit, his back stiffening at the pointed words. “U-uh...yeah?” he ventured cautiously.

The jock's ears flicked, and he looked up at the Wolf from between his legs. “Oh, my bad bro, not what I meant,” he chuckled, giving him an earnest nod. “Don't worry...I read your page,” he grinned up at the lean twink. “ All of it.”

Sam's heart thudded in his chest, but he found himself grinning at the larger, muscled guy between his legs. “Yeah?” he said, voice thick with lust.

“Oh yeah...why do you think I messaged you?” the Pitbull smirked, before mouthing around the Wolf's balls. “Not what Im lookin for today....but you never know,” he teased, letting the Wolf's heavy cock drape over his face again. “See how well you use this big fuckin cock...”

“Heh, one way to find out,” Sam chuckled, pulling away and nodding over to his bed. His heavy cock stood out from his lean frame, hanging under its own weight as it pulsed, the light pinkish red in contrast to his creamy belly fur.

The Pitbull grinned and got back to his feet, dancing from one foot to the other as he tugged down his green shorts, leaving himself in a bulging purple jockstrap. “Fuck yeah, lil bro,” he huffed, palming himself through his straining jockstrap as he moved over to the Wolf's bed. Setting a knee on the mattress he paused, looking at the lean Wolf. “I'm Zeke, by the way,” he chuckled.

“Sam,” the Wolf grinned, stepping up to the jock and giving his exposed butt a grope despite their height difference, letting his throbbing cock grind into the Pitbull's muscled leg.

The jock nodded with a smile. “Sam...fuck, even your name is cute,” he huffed, gripping that pulsing Wolf dick and slowly stroking it. “Yeah...I think Im gonna enjoy moaning that, stud,” he blushed, flicking his floppy ears slightly.

“Heh....good,” Sam rumbled hand sliding down that ass to grope the dog's own package through the jockstrap. “Not exactly small yourself,” he conceded, palming the Pitbull's throbbing arousal and balls, earning himself a groan from the larger male.

“Nngh...m-maybe,” Zeke admitted. “Never had any complaints,” he chuckled. “But, uh...dudes who are bigger...” he trailed off, bobbing his head side to side as he grinned through his blush. “Can't help myself.”

Sam smirked, pressing his lean frame against that of the larger, muscled jock. “Mm....guys like me?” he said, voice thick and low with lust in this reversal of roles, despite their size difference.

Zeke shuddered. “Y-yeah...”

The Wolf lightly pressed the bigger guy forward onto the bed. “You like guys with big dicks, huh?” he rumbled teasingly, hot-dogging that exposed bubble butt.

Zeke nodded. “F-fuck yeah...”

Sam smirked, getting up behind him on the bed, mattress sagging a bit from their combined weight as he leaned over the jock's muscled back. “Yeah? You want this big...fat...Wolf cock...?” he all but growled, amazed at his own forwardness, the tip of his dick digging at that puckered hole.

“P-please......oh fuck lil stud, please,” Zeke whined, arching his hips back against the lean twink, even as his own arousal darkened his jockstrap with precum. It was clear the big muscled jock wasn't joking about being a bottom under all that.

Sam growled and pushed his hips forward, pushing the tapered head of his dick into that tight hole, feeling it spread sloooowly around its girth. “Nnrgh...fuck...” he grunted thickly, the first inches sliding inside from his ample precum acting as more than sufficient lube. “Damn you're tight...”

Zeke moaned, spreading his legs as he felt that cock invading his backside. He gasped as it pushed inside with each roll of Sam's hips, introducing more and more pulsing fat canine dick to his insides. “O-Ohh...ooh gods...fuck...” he groaned, forehead against the bed as he grit his teeth.

Rubbing over that muscled back, Sam kept his hips slow but firm, inching deeper each time he pushed forward. As much as his libido was urging him on – not to mention the moans from the muscled jock below – he knew it was alot to take in. He grunted as he felt that ass flex around him, hips rolling back to meet his own, and he growled with a grin. “Nnrgh...yeah...thaaats it,” he rumbled. “Take that big dick...”

Zeke huffed as he wriggled his hips backwards to meet each roll of Sam's hips, each push forward feeling deeper and deeper. “Gghhuuh...” he panted. “S-Sam you're...hhrn...fucking biiig, bro!” he moaned, his voice rising an octave or two. He shuffled his legs a bit wider once more, lowering his chest and pushing his backside out a bit more, trying to help himself stretch as he felt that heavy, throbbing spire pushing into unclaimed territory. “H-holy fuck....”

“Almost...ngh...there...” Sam growled, hunching overtop the muscled Pitbull's back a bit more. “Hot damn you're tight...thought you said you take dick?” he huffed, his warm breath panting on the back of Zeke's neck.

“N-not as big as you!” the muscled jock retorted, grunting as the Wolf pushed in further. “S-seriously dude...fuck...pretty sure you're my b-biggest!”

“Yeah?” Sam smirked, letting his teeth massage the back of the dog's neck a bit. “Good.” PLAP! He arced his hips forward till his groin clapped that bubble but lewdly, earning a high-pitched moan from below as he felt the Pitbull quiver and shake as he bottomed out to his knot. “Let's keep it that way,” Sam growled in his chest, lightly gnawing on the back of Zeke's neck.

Zeke's eyes went wide as the lean, twink of a Wolf shoved forward those last inches, driving his heavy dick deeper as their hips met, and he felt Sam's plump balls between his own legs. “H-haaah! Fuck!” he moaned, arching his back as he felt the Wolf's knot kissing his stretched hole. “S-Sam! Nnngh!”

The Wolf couldn't help but let out a soft giggle as he pressed himself against the bigger male, feeling him quiver underneath as he let him get used to being full of his dick. “You're right...you do sound good moaning my name,” he rumbled.

Despite himself, Zeke joined in with a breathy laugh. “H-heh...soo...definitely not a one time thing then?” he ventured to ask, as he flexed his core a bit, getting used to the feel of the fat Wolf cock buried inside him.

Sam snickered. “Dude...I haven't even nut yet, and you're already thinking next time?” he said, resting his chin on Zeke's shoulder as he gave him the side-eye.

“I mean....yeah?” Zeke blushed. The two looked at each other for a moment, then both burst out in a fit of snorts and giggles. “S-shut up, bro,” Zeke huffed as the Wolf rumbled atop his back. “You got a big dick, you're cute...Im not opposed to makin this a regular thing,” he shrugged, trying to play it off. “Like...like a sure thing, if there's no other matches on the app,” he added gruffly, a bit of that jock-bro persona bleeding through again.

Sam studied the huffy jock for a moment, then grinned. “I'll keep your secret, dude. Not looking to out anyone anyways,” he said softly.

“Cool,” the Pitbull nodded simply. He was well aware of the idea of trying to keep his image, despite having a big dicked twink atop him. “So uh.....” he trailed off, mumbling something softly.

“Hmm? Sam asked, leaning over his back a bit more, giving a slow roll of his hips inside.

Zeke bit his lip as that fat cock stroked his passage. “...I said, you're gonna knot, right?” he huffed.

Sam grinned, the growl in his chest deepening as he rolled his hips more firmly, working his cock inside that hole. “You want my knot?” he rumbled, teeth meeting the back of Zeke's neck once more. “You want this big...fat...heavy knot inside this tight hole?” he growled, pressing said knot against the jock's stretched entrance each time.

“F-fuck...please Sam!” Zeke moaned softly as that cock worked back and forth inside. “Gimme that fat fuckin knot...”

“Good. Loose the jockstrap,” Sam grunted, pulling his heavy cock from that stretched passage slowly, until it plopped free, hanging down between his legs.

“Wh-wha?” the muscled Pitbull groaned, looking back over his shoulder as the Wolf pulled out. He gaped at the sheer size of the heavy cock that was just inside him, even as he was already thumbing down his jockstrap, letting his own meaty cock and balls sway free before he heard the answer, but he gave the twink a curious look all the same. “Fuck, that thing's gotta be a foot long,” he marveled.

“Pretty much, yeah,” Sam smirked proudly as he hefted it, stroking the near soda-bottle thick shaft slowly in front of him. On his lean, swimmer-like frame, it just looked all the bigger.

Zeke practically drooled, then shook his head, tossing his jockstrap aside. “Why loose the strap, dude?”

Sam groped the jock's firm ass and pushed him back into position as the jockstrap was tossed to the floor, lining his cock back up with that hole and puuuushing inside. “Nnrgh...'cuz.” he grunted, as his heavy throbbing cock shoved in deep once more, earning a moan from the muscled jock. “After Im done wearing you like _ my _ jockstrap,” he teased, nipping Zeke's neck. “Im gonna keep it...and wear it...like a contract.” He growled, bottoming out inside the Pitbull once more. “So you know who your ass belongs to,” Sam hissed softly, nipping the canine's ear.

Zeke gaped as that fat cock shoved inside once more, muzzle hanging open as those balls plapped against his own, the thick knot kissing his entrance once more. Sam's words rang in his head and he couldn't help but whimper a bit. “F-fuck dude....that's hot,” he panted, amazed at how this lean twink of a Wolf was just so...Alpha. Zeke bit his lower lip as he turned and looked over his shoulder at the skinny stud atop him, and slowly nodded. “Y-yeah...”

“Yeah?” Sam grinned, pulling back a bit before thudding his hips against that ass once more.

Zeke grunted, but nodded again. “Yeah stud...” he moaned, feeling that big Wolf dick drag out and shove back in.

Again those hips drew back, before shoving in to the knot. “Who's ass is this?” he growled.

“S-Sam!” the Pitbull moaned, arching his back as he felt that cock jab into his guts. “Y-yours, fuck!”

The Wolf pulled out and shoved back inside, hips plapping against the jock's firm ass, making it ripple. “Mmf...who do you belong to?” he rumbled deeply, grinding that knot against that poor abused pucker.

Zeke couldn't help the high-pitched, whorish moan that escaped him as that fat cock hit every button inside him. “A-Alpha!” he whined, arching his back.

Sam began bucking into the larger, muscled jock deep and steady, pounding him down into the bed despite the difference in their size and stature. The mattress shook and bounced as he fucked hard, hips clapping that ass as his balls smacked into Zeke's own. “Fuuuck yeah....you want your Alpha's knot, huh?!” he snarled, all pretenses tossed aside as lust overtook them both.

“Pleeeease!!”

Sam slipped his arms up under Zeke's own pits, holding him in a reverse grip as he bared down on him, jack-hammering the jock's ass with firm, deep thrusts. He rutted and growled like a demon possessed, each moan or squeal from the bigger male under him only causing his cock to throb harder. He could feel his knot starting to swell each time it rammed against that ass, prying it open a bit more each time. “Rrrfff....stretch!”

“Hhrgn...fuck!” Zeke moaned. “Y-you're too fucking biiig...”

“Stretch!”

“Mmmrffff!” the Pitbull yowled, biting down on the pillow as the Wolf twink hammered away at him, prying him open with each thrust. He pushed his hips and ass back and up, trying to help him get leverage, only to gasp out as that cock shoved deep. The Pitbull looked back at his own swaying cock, leaking like a faucet, and to the obvious bulge in his hard abs from Sam's huge cock wrecking his insides, pushing outward under his fur each time the Wolf bottomed out. “S-Saammm! Y-you're....nnrgh...in my gut!”

“Rrggh...and you'll be in mine if you don't take. My. Fucking. _ KNOT !” he snarled, pinning the larger male to the bed as he crammed forward. Zeke let out a howling moan as his ass was streeeeeetched wide....followed by a wet, thick _SCHLORP! as Sam's heavy knot finally sank inside. “Nnnrrgggghhhhfuuuucck yes!” the Wolf howled, hips finally meeting that ass while he felt that passage wrap around his knot. He could feel Zeke squirm underneath as it pulsed and swelled, his balls pulling up tighter as he thrust with short, fast jerky movements. “Rrff...fuck yes...you're mine....you're fucking...mine!”

Zeke panted and gasped as that knot sank inside, swelling up heavier than he imagined, as he clutched the bulge in his abs from the hung Wolf. His moans vanished in a thick gurgle as he felt the flood of Wolf seed begin pumping into his guts, nearly a pint each as Sam's fat balls unloaded finally. The Pitbull's own meaty cock knotted and pumped ropes of white over the bed sheets below without even being touched, but Zeke could only gasp for air like a fish as he felt Sam's teeth around his nape, securing his claim as he bred the jock below. “Hhrnghh...hhgrrrggg!” the muscled canine groaned, eyes wide as he actually watched his lower abs bulge and swell from the lean stud's orgasm. “S-Sam...fuuuuck~!”

The pair rutted, growled and moaned throughout their respective orgasms, Sam gripping the larger male under him firmly, bucking into him every now and then as he emptied his balls. They rode their high for another few moments, before slowly sagging forward onto the cum-stained mattress, as Sam let go of his possessive bite around the Pitbull's neck. “Holy fuck...I guess I needed that,” he huffed.

“Y-you think?!” Zeke yipped from below, squirming as the Wolf's knot pulsed inside. He took Sam's hand and guided it to his abs, where they could feel the bulge of his load, as well as the heavy cock still pulsing inside. “That's you, bro...all of you. Fuck...”

Sam giggled, despite himself, coming down from his high as he flexed his knot inside the jock below. “Heh...I didn't hurt ya, did I?” he asked, noticing the red teeth marks through the dog's greyish coat, biting his lower lip uncertainly.

“Dude...I know guys three times your size who don't fuck half as good as that,” Zeke panted, looking over his shoulder, grinning as his tongue lolled out a bit. “Hot damn stud....”

Sam snorted and laughed, the pair of them groaning when the movement caused his knot to tug at the jock's insides. “Hhgn....so, definitely not a one-time thing then,” he smirked.

Zeke grinned back at him, eyes lusty and bright. “Are you kidding? Im fuckin tempted to let you go again, right now.” He said, flexing his ass and grinding back against his lean stud.

“Hhrgn...e-easy big boy,” Sam huffed, holding the jock's hips still. “Not that I disagree...but you're like, my first action since high school,” he admitted with a chuckle. “Gotta build up my stamina for your needy ass,” he dared, giving said butt a swat.

Zeke nodded and laid his head on his folded arms as they sprawled across the bed. “S'cool, lil stud,” he rumbled. “I'm fuckin digging your knot, bro...damn...how long you last?” he groaned, squirming a bit as that heavy cock throbbed inside him steadily.

“Dunno, you're the first to take it,” Sam smirked, idly tracing his finger over the bulge in the Pitbull's abs as he lay atop the larger dog.

Ear flick. “For reals?”

“Dude,” Sam deadpanned, giving a few grinds inside the dog below, making him groan. “You feel how big this thing is? Not many guys can take it...even less want to try,” he grunted, shrugging slightly.

“Huh...” Zeke trailed off. Then, “Their loss then,” he rumbled, rolling his hips back against Sam's groin. “My Alpha is a fucking stud.”

Sam growled, nipping the back of the dog's neck playfully, giving a firm thrust inside. “Mmf...you keep that up, I really will be wearing you all night,” he laughed, poking fun at their words earlier.

“No complaints here, lil stud,” the jock bro laughed. “Im taking this fat cock every chance we get,” he huffed, enjoying the sensation of how full that fat, throbbing cock made him feel. “Its gonna be hot seeing my jockstrap bulge around it,” Zeke murmured, looking back over his shoulder at the lean Wolf atop his back. “I want some pics of you wearing it. Y'know...to remind me,” he winked.

“Yeah?” Sam blushed inside his ears. The words had just come out during sex, but now that it was on the table, he grinned. “That is kinda hot,” he admitted, holding Zeke by the hips as he gently tugged. Once...twice...on the third tug, his knot plopped free of that ass, followed by a trickle of cum as he slowly pulled his heavy Wolf cock from that passage. Sam sighed as he came free, and laid back on his back next to the jock, eyes closed and taking in the afterglow as the world faded into a pleasant buzz.

After a moment, he cracked his eyes open, seeing the larger jock of a dog still gazing at him. “Hmm?”

“I said, you could even wear it tonight,” Zeke murmured, his grey-furred cheeks tinted with a blush.

“Heh, eager to see it, huh?” Sam chuckled, idly stroking his cock as it laid across his abs, even as he leaned over the bed to grab the discarded jockstrap and began slipping it on. He managed to get the snug garment on around his balls, but his heavy cock was still out of his sheath, laying across his abdomen as it rose from the waistband. “There, hows that?”

“Fuckin hot,” the muscled jock blushed heavily. He reached over to his discarded shorts and grabbed his phone, snapping a pic of the lean, hung wolf bulging his own jockstrap. “”Yeah...that's your new contact pic,” he grinned. Sam went to tug it off, and Zeke grabbed his wrist. “Naw, lil stud. Keep it. Looks good on you. In fact, might let you claim a pair every time I come over,” he winked.

“Slut,” Sam laughed, palming himself through the bulging fabric. “So, what, gonna just freeball it back to your place?”

Zeke bobbed his head back and forth, laying on his stomach looking over at the Wolf. “Maybe,” he shrugged. “Maybe...I don't go back to my place tonight.”

Sam arched an eyebrow. It was evening after all, and he was too spent to try and find his phone to look at the time. “I mean, you're welcome to stay the night if you want,” he said, returning the shrug. “I'm cool with it. Bed might be a little small though,” he chuckled, noticing how they both barely fit on the twin mattress.

“Mm,” Zeke murmured. His tail flicked over his bubble butt. “Plenty of room for just one, though.”

“Well...yeah,” Sam said slowly, a slight frown as he tried to see where the Pitbull was going with this. He looked over at Zeke, seeing the muscled jock gazing back at him. He watched the dog's eyes catch his, then drift down his front, then drift back up. Again, down...then back up. Sam's ear twitched as his post-nut brain started to click. “Oh. Ohh,” he mumbled.

“Yeah,” Zeke chuckled, shrugging casually with a small smile. “If you want.”

“I mean,” Sam gulped, even though his heavy cock twitched across his abdomen. “Do you...want?”

“I had no plans this weekend,” Zeke smiled, then rose up and slid overtop the smaller Wolf, straddling Sam's hips as his own meaty orbs drapped over the Wolf's fabric covered package. He stripped off his tank top that he had worn all throughout their rut, tossing it to the floor. He could feel the rumble from Sam's chest as he rolled his hips, grinding their groins together slowly, while his hands rubbed up that toned tummy and across the creamy-furred chest. Hands groped his bare ass firmly, making the Pitbull squirm a bit. “Mmf...such an Alpha,” he murmured, sliding his hands up Sam's chest, cupping his cheeks and letting his thumbs slip inside that muzzle. They were greeted by a warm tongue lathering over them, making the muscled jock shudder as he straddled his lean stud. He let the Wolf mouth over his hands for a moment before pulling them back, bracing them on either side of Sam's head as he leaned down over the lean, shorter male, their noses bumping together.

Their muzzles met in a heated kiss, tongues rubbing over one another as the Wolf's possessive hands gripped the jock's firm ass, making him grunt softly. “Mmmrf,” he mumbled, breaking the kiss, keeping his nose pressed against Sam's. “Heh...that's yours now, Alpha. All of it.”

“You like calling me that, hmm?” Sam rumbled with a soft smile. Zeke nodded, their muzzles still rubbing against one another. “I could get used to it,” the Wolf admitted.

“Good...Im gonna be moaning it alot,” Zeke huffed, going back in for another kiss as their muzzle wrapped around one another, tongues wrestling. While they kissed, Zeke took one of Sam's hands from his ass and placed it on the back of the Pitbull's head. As he did, Zeke pushed his muzzle just a little more firmly into Sam's kiss, until his shorter muzzle was slightly enveloped by the Wolf's longer one.

Sam inhaled sharply through his nose, freezing still. Unphased, Zeke pressed his hand to Sam's that was on the back of his head, encouraging him with a little pressure, until the Wolf took the hint. Slowly Sam's jaws parted wider as he pushed the Pitbull's head forward, muzzle inching over his face more and more, until he felt Zeke's snout pressing into the back of his throat. Reflex took over and Sam swallowed thickly, pushing that head down as he felt the larger Pitbull lean in firmly.

Gllrk.

Sam's stretched muzzle slid over Zeke's neck as his snout met those broad shoulders, hearing and feeling the dog moan against his gullet from the inside. His chest and torso grew wet and sticky, and his hand reached down to find Zeke's cock rock hard and leaking, pulsing in his grip. He gave it a few strokes as the bigger male shuddered atop him, then leaned in and pushed himself against those open jaws of the Wolf. Sam groaned, muffled as it was, as he felt his jaws pop and streeeeeetch wider, inching across those shoulders as Zeke crammed himself forward.

Smack! Sam's hand clapped the jock's firm ass and groped it lewdly, as the bigger dog moaned needily and squirmed forward, forcing himself into those gaping jaws. The Wolf panted heavily through his nose as he swallowed again, thickly, managing to get those shoulders inside as he felt his gullet begin to bulge and distend.

Glllrk.

The Wolf's tongue lewdly wriggled out and down that bare chest as his jaws creeped over, his taste-buds flooded with the musky, meaty scent of the jock. His jock. Growling, Sam worked his head side to side as he sat up slightly. One hand gripped Zeke's ass and hips, pulling and guiding him in deeper with each lunge and swallow. His other hand wrapped around the Pitbull's throbbing cock, stroking it firmly as he made the bigger male squirm. Zeke's hips bucked at the stimulation, his legs pressing down against the mattress as he shoved himself forward again.

Gllr..gllk.

This time Sam swallowed more readily, predatory instincts urging him on along side his growing lust. Zeke's arms were pinned to his side as the Pitbull's chest slid across Sam's tongue towards the back of his throat, the Wolf's gullet spasming as he gulped. His neck bulged lewdly as the dog's head and shoulders pushed downwards, his own arousal straining that jockstrap, heavily groping the ass he had just plowed as he devours the muscled dog stud.

Gllllrrrk

A heavier swallow this time, as Sam tilted his head back, earning a muffled moan from somewhere in his chest as the movement dragged the larger Pitbull forward, his hips lifting off of Sam's as Zeke's abs inched through his gaping muzzle. He couldn't see past his slowly disappearing meal, but he could feel Zeke's cock spasming in his hand as he kept stroking it, encouraged by the fact that his jock was enjoying this just as much – if not more. As those abs slipped across the back of his tongue, Sam felt the tip of it graze over the Pitbull's thick dick. His hand moved away from the shaft to grope the dog's meaty balls, even as he shuffled and stretched out across the bed a bit. A muffled grunt escaped his stretched muzzle as Sam felt the dog slip a bit further, followed by a louder moan from inside as he felt his stomach start to stretch, and he saw Zeke's legs spasm and kick in front of his vision. The jock dog was so big, but despite feeling his midsection stretching like taught rubber, he swallowed.

Glllrrgh...Glllrk

Heavy, musky jock balls clapped into Sam's chin as Zeke's hips inched into his stretched jaws, sucking lewdly along the fat dog dick that pulsed atop his tongue. He could feel the bigger male squirming hard, both from the stimulating pleasure and the fact that the muscled dog had started pushing into Sam's gut. The Wolf's midsection was starting to bulge more and more as less of the dog remained outside his jaws, making him groan with how heavy he was feeling. His tongue slithered out across those fat balls as he tilted his head back and sat straight up in bed, letting gravity begin to help as Zeke inched and slipped deeper from his sheer weight and the slick tunnel. Breathing heavily through his nose, Sam let his tongue curl over those fat balls and across his taint, towards that poor abused hole that still leaked his seed.

That was the last straw, as Zeke's legs begin to kick and spasm, toes curling as Sam felt the cock buried in his gullet begin to unload. From within his bulging gut, he could hear loud, practically squealing moans from the jock dog. Using the Pitbull's orgasming spams and squirms as aid, Sam relaxed his throat to swallow.

And swallow.

And swallow.

Gllrk. Ggllrp...Ggllrrrkkkk!

Hips and ass vanished from sight within stretched jaws, as Sam felt his muzzle close after being forced apart for so long. Thighs slid down the back of his throat as he groaned, his stomach now bulging almost too tightly. His Pitbull was big...soo big...but still he growled and gulped. Those still-curling toes slipped past his lips as he stretched upwards, the Wolf giving one last heavy GLLRK of a swallow, before gasping a heavy breath as his maw was finally clear after several long minutes. “H-hhah....hhng!” he groaned, bobbing his head forward as he gulped again, feeling the Pitbull's feet sliiiiding down the back of his gullet, before joining the rest of the muscled stud dog in his heavily distended gut. “F-fuuck...” he gasped.

“HrraaAAAAP!” the young Wolf belched, unable to stop himself as he leaned off the side of the bed, feet planted while his heavily bulging gut sagged between his legs. “H-holy fuck,” he whimpered, clutching the swell of his midsection, feeling an entire six-foot-and-some Pitbull squirming around inside. “D-dude...you taste fucking amazing,” he huffed, groping and rubbing his bulging gut.

He could already feel his abdominal muscles beginning to clench, followed by the more urgent moans from within, signalling what was to come. Managing to grab Zeke's phone from the floor, Sam opened the camera app and snapped a few selfies, making sure to get his distended gut in frame, as well as the Pitbull's jockstrap on his junk. He made sure to input his phone number into the jock's contacts under the ID 'Alpha', along with said pics. Feeling his gut clench again, followed by a thick gurgle, he groaned, ready for the second half of it all.

Then, feeling extra spicy, Sam quickly thumbed open the video app on Zeke's phone and hit record, just in time to catch the first thick burble from inside, along with muffled moans that could only belong to the phone's owner. “Hhrgh...fuck dude....that's you in there,” Sam murmured lustfully to the recording camera. “You tasted so fuckin good...hhrgn...oh yeah, squirm for me,” he narrated with a growl, angling the phone so it could see the shapes under his bulging middle move.

Another burp escaped him, and he giggled, the recording shaking slightly. The Wolf's bulging belly compacted a bit, growing tighter as inside gurgled thickly, followed by sharp moans, as well as the sounds of squishing and soft crunching. “Duude....you're digesting so fast...its like you want this even more than I do,” the Wolf taunted the Pitbull through the recording, even as the camera kept rolling. He reached down past the slowly shrinking bulge of his gut, fondling himself through the Pitbull's jockstrap. “Heh, it does look good on me, hmm?” he teased the camera. “You look good on me,” Sam smirked, just thinking of Zeke's face when he saw this.

Rubbing over the dome of his gut slow, Sam sighed as he felt the squirming lessen, followed by another clench of his abs. “Hhrgh....eager bitch,” he grunted. “Next time, let me enjoy you for a day or two, huh?” he teased the recording phone. A thick, heavy glorp echoed from his gut as the dome suddenly pulled inside like a deflating balloon, causing Sam to nearly gag and drop the phone. “Ohh...ooh fuuck...” he groaned thickly, arching his back as he streeeetched his arms high, showing off his shrinking middle. “Almost gone...fuckin hell you surrendered fast, stud. You must be just that eager to come back and go again,” Sam chuckled, the camera catching each ripple of his belly as it tightened and shrank. No more moans echoed now, just the thick soupy gurgles of a stomach processing its meal.

His stomach was barely more than a paunch now, nowhere near the Pitbull-sized dome it had been a few minutes ago, when he let out his last, heavy belch. “Hhrah....damn,” Sam huffed, licking his chops as he looked down at his not-so-lean midsection. “Doing some cardio at the gym this weekend, I guess,” he grunted. “While wearing this, of course,” he said, bringing the camera in nice and close to his package bulging out the Pitbulls jockstrap. “In fact, this-” he said, hip-bumping towards the phone, making his fat sheath and balls jostle under the fabric. “-might just be where you end up next time, big boy,” he said, sticking his tongue out playfully as he finally ended the recording.

He gathered up Zeke's clothes and wiped his bed clean of spooge with the dog's tank top, before tossing them and his own clothes into a pile for laundry over the weekend. Giving himself one last fondle through the jockstrap, Sam was out like a light by the time his head hit the pillow.

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Curling his hands around the warm travel cup, Sam inhaled deeply as he thanked the barista behind the counter for the coffee. Turning away from the little kiosk in the Student Centre, the Wolf carefully made his way through the crowd towards the doors leading outside. As the fresh Monday morning air hit his nose, Sam sidestepped an incoming group of people. He was almost passed them when a voice called out towards him.

“Hey,”

Ears perking, Sam turned to see a familiar Pitbull standing a few feet away, apparently having been near the back of the crowd moving by. He was dressed in a sleeveless tee this time, but another pair of gym shorts, as the jock dog gave him the typical 'bro nod', jutting his chin out.

“Oh, hey,” Sam smiled genuinely, his tail swaying behind him. He became aware that the dog's friends were hovering nearby, listening, so he simply nodded back. “How goes it?”

“Eh, Monday,” the muscled jock dog shrugged. Sam nodded non-committaly as he sipped his coffee, waiting for him to continue. “So uh, thanks for helping me study Bio all weekend,” Zeke said, rubbing the back of his neck and shrugging, as if it were no big deal. “Really helped the stuff sink in.”

Sam made sure to control his facial muscles, allowing himself a soft smile instead of the smirk he felt coming. No need to have the group of jocks think anything else. “Yeah, no worries. Happy to help.”

“Cool, cool,” the Pitbull sniffed, thumbing his nose. His ears flicked backwards as he heard his friends calling him, wondering why he was stopping to talk to the twink. “So...listen. You're in Anthroplogy 110 too, right?”

Sam nodded. “Yeah. Afternoons, 3rd slot.”

“Cool,” Zeke repeated. “You uh...feel like studying that later too? Maybe even tonight?” he shrugged again, playing it chill, even though his eyes held Sam's firmly.

This time Sam did smirk, though he hid it behind his coffee cup. “Sounds good. Hit me up when you're free.”

“Aces,” the jock dog nodded, raising a hand in farewell as he rejoined his friends. Within a few moments, they were back to rough-housing and talking loudly, like nothing had transpired at all. Sam shook his head and smiled, turning off towards his own class. A minute or so later, his phone dinged in his pocket, and he swiped up the screen. Instead of a certain app, his normal messenger popped up, an already existing text chain appearing that had started the day before.

Under a familiar name and picture, was a new message from only seconds ago. 'Need more of that Alpha cock~'

Smirking, Sam typed back.

'Damn right.'