Dave The Desextive: The Dog Pound (1/2)
"And," Brock cut in, "I still haven't gotten off yet. So don't think you're getting off that easy. You see how big you got this knot? It needs to be stuffed somewhere, and I think I know exactly where. Turn over and put your ass in the air, foxie."
Dave's eyes widened. He looked to Warren for support. The dragon gave a toothy grin and slumped down into a more relaxed position in his chair, letting his paw join its twin on his massive cock. Warren was prepared to enjoy every bit of the show.
Dave scooted back from Brock on the bed sheets and planted himself on all fours. He went down on his elbows and put his knees to his chest, ensuring his butt was nice and high for the Dalmatian's tall form. He felt the muscles in his back tense as he raised his tail to present his tight pucker to Brock.
"Wow," Brock said. "It's so... Different."
"Different?"
"Yeah. I mean, this is actually my first time with a guy. This..." The Dalmatian fondled Dave's ballsack. "This is really different. But in a totally good way. I think I'm going to enjoy the change of pace."
Dave gave a murr as the paw rubbed his sensitive sack. "I'll make sure you will~"
Brock gripped the base of the fox's tail with his other paw. His thumb lingered downward and started pulling at the flesh surrounding Dave's tailhole. He stretched and kneaded, watching in fascination as the muscled ring puckered in anticipation and the ballsack seized to push a drop of pre out the tip of the foxcock. Dave couldn't help but to let out a steady stream of murrs as the canine explored his rear.
The fox yipped loudly as a thumb pushed inward on his pucker, gaining some purchase and slipping inside a half inch. Brock smiled and pushed in slowly. Dave was already panting by the time the first knuckle was past his ring. He squirmed as Brock wiggled his thumb experimentally, brushing ever so slightly against his sensitive prostate. His cock was now pumping out pre in earnest.
"Hey, can you pass me that lube over there?" Brock asked Warren. The dragon seemed a little annoyed he had to take a paw away from his rod, but did as asked. Brock caught it and popped it open. He removed his thumb from Dave's tailhole, leaving the fox whining for more. The Dalmatian squirted a glob onto his right-hand fingers and rubbed the slippery liquid in. He squeezed out another glob and pressed it against his target, now puckering from the sudden cold of the substance. His thumb slid in once more, much more easily this time, going in a full two inches once it finally stopped. The fox's ears twitched at the irresistible, perverse_schlick_ sound, and he gave a lusty moan. Brock worked his thumb in and out, coming in at different angles to get every part of the tight passageway ready for a pounding. Dave gasped as he felt the thumb get switched out for an index and middle finger. He was getting stretched open further and further.
The fox closed his eyes and smiled.Damn, I've needed this, he thought.
The warm fingers suddenly left his passageway, leaving him to shiver slightly. But it would not be without warmth for long--Brock leaned over his back, completely covering the smaller fox. One spotted paw held his wrist in place, and the other was guiding the dog's manhood toward its target. Dave whined as he felt the canine's tip against his pre-loosened hole. He wanted to shove his hips back and take it right now, but he knew he had to let the inexperienced Brock go at his own pace. He mentally relaxed his tense, eager muscles...
And yelped as half the canine's shaft thrust its way in on the first go. "H-hey! Easy does it!"
"My bad," Brock said sheepishly. "Guess I'm more excited than I thought. I'll go slower." The thick cock slid almost all the way out before starting to make gentler incursions into his sensitive hole. Dave winced. As a bottom, starting out was never quite comfortable. But at least the Dalmatian sounded like he was enjoying himself. He let out little cooing sounds with each slow, purposeful thrust. Dave felt his muscles unclenching and gradually accepting more and more of the fat cock.
The fox felt a paw close around his prick. The initial pounding had left it slightly limp, but it seemed Brock was determined to remedy that. Up and down the paw went along his length, with a light grip and increasing speed. Dave was already panting. A few more of the dog's long thrusts and his vulpine cock was once again thick and hard. He felt Brock's fingers playing around his knot and probing just inside his sheath, sending shivers down the fox's spine.
The dog's thrusts getting faster, and each one went a little deeper into his narrow passageway, making him grunt softly, rhythmically. The canine's shaft was stretching him ever wider in preparation for its thick, meaty zenith. The fox was receiving seven inches at a time, as long as his own manhood, and he hadn't even gotten to the knot. But he could feel it now: a hot mass pounding against his stretched tailhole, so big he couldn't imagine it ever fitting inside him. But that wouldn't stop him from trying.
Brock pressed his knot against the fox's hole and pushed his hips forward. "Nnngh. You're one tight bitch," he growled. "Gonna open you up..." Dave felt a paw grip each of his shoulders before the dog started pounding in earnest. The fox gave a low moan as the canine cock thumped against his inner walls. It rubbed against his prostate with each quick thrust, making pre squirt from his own dick, now bouncing wildly.
The fox could feel the dog's hot breath on his neck fur. A few drops of saliva fell from the panting dog's long tongue, adding its moisture to the sweat Dave was working up. Brock buried his muzzle in the fox's neck fur, opened his maw wide, and bit down on the scruff. Dave gave a pitched whine. It hurt so... good. The dog leaned forward, forcing the fox's head down to the sheets as his ass remained sky high. Brock thrust downward, again and again, milking pre from the moaning vulpine and building up his own orgasm. Dave could feel his control over his own body slipping, slowly giving in to the dominant dog's demands. His muscled ring was getting weaker, loosening steadily under the relentless pounding. The massive knot was like a battering ram demanding entrance. He could no longer deny entry.
Brock gripped the fox's shoulders tightly and drove his shaft once more into the vulpine's rear. Dave cried out as he felt the engorged knot_pop_ past his sphincter and firmly lodge itself inside him. He squirmed under the rigorous stretching. His ring closed down on the base of Brock's shaft, further locking the mass of muscle in place. The canine cock was buried deeper than ever, and Brock's tugging stretched him open even more.
The Dalmatian groaned. He bit down harder and pumped his hips in an irregular rhythm. At the peak of his fervor, the canine's fuzzy sack seized and started pumping waves of hot dog spunk into Dave's insides. The fox could feel the thick cum pass by his ring, go through the dog's fleshy urethra and deposit itself in his tunnel, where the knot prevented it from escaping. Again and again Brock emptied his load into the fox, who was lost in ecstasy. Dave pushed back against the dog's base, trying to get every inch of it inside him, trying to milk out every last drop.
The torrent began to slow, and after a few more spurts it finally stopped. For a moment the only sound in the room was the two of them panting. Brock leaned forward and nuzzled the fox's ear. "That was amazing. You're pretty tight for a... well, a professional."
"Heheh. Yeah..." Dave could feel the dog's thick knot pulsing inside him with each heartbeat. His entire rear seemed sore, but it was worth every aching muscle. He hadn't taken a knot this big in a long time. For a moment, he was jealous of Allison, who had access to this magnificent specimen whenever she wanted.
The dog pushed on the fox's shoulders and drew his hips back. Dave knew what was coming. He grit his teeth as the huge knot tried pass by his muscled ring once more. It hadn't budged after a few yanks. It was like his body was fighting to keep it inside him. But the struggle could only last so long. Brocks' knot was slowly starting to deflate, and with one last tug the entire shaft popped out. Dave shivered as he felt warm semen dribble out his hole and down his sack. He let his legs go limp and his body fell to the soft surface of the bed. It was wet and smelled strongly of his own pre.
"Thank you," the dog said, sitting upright. "Thank you so much for your time, Dave. I've had a really, really fun night. But I think I shoud--"
"Wait just a minute," Warren interrupted, getting up and putting himself between Brock and Brock's clothes. "You're not done here yet."
The dog looked perplexed. "I... What?"
"You've had your fun with your foxy playtoy there. But he hasn't had fun with your ass yet. Fair's fair, after all." The dragon chuckled and stroked his massive fuckstick. "Besides, I haven't gotten to have my fun yet. And there's only one hole in the room loose enough for me to fit into. So Dave, if you wouldn't mind making our guest a bottom..."
The fox's cheeks felt like they were on fire. Not only would he be able to go for round two with the big dog, but he'd finally get to experience what that massive dragon cock was like, for real this time. His ass tingled in anticipation.
***
What naughty acts will Dave's investigation lead him to next? Click here to find out the conclusion of this two-parter! https://www.sofurry.com/view/1058324
Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed it, feel free to drop a fave, vote, subscription or watch. I'd really appreciate it!