Spike's bottoming experience
When things get heated up, who knows what will happen. Three friends will find out why sharks make an extremely good fuck.
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This is a continuation story and a sequel to https://www.sofurry.com/view/1268984
Spike's bottoming experience
To perfectly describe leather night: the best time of their lives.
It has been a few days since that night and whereas their lives had returned to normal, their minds were constantly reminded about their first public sexual performance. However, one thing that stuck through was how much that night had affected Spike. The Doberman couldn't get the image right out of his mind and it annoyed the shit out of him. He was humiliated right in front of everyone, getting fucked in the ass and fur coated with both canine and shark cum. Even now he could still smell their scent upon his body.
He reeked! Then again, his body accepted. There was no way he could have liked it that much but no matter how many times he wanted to forget that feeling, it kept coming back and that spurred his groin up. An unintentional hardon could poke right up when he reminisced that very night and had an extremely hard time putting it down. He had to tell himself that this is not who he is, he wasn't a street bitch that raises tail for just anyone; that was Simon's job!
I'm the top dog! I'm the top dog! I'M THE TOP DOG!
That sentence ran through his mind day in day out with the intention that he would never bottom out again for Roberto. He may have a strong fetish and love for the shark's muscles but that didn't mean he was a substitute of Simon if wasn't around. Fortunately, the good came along with the bad.
Ever since that night, the Doberman got bolder and decided to parade around with just his leather outfit when he walked out of his home. Heck, after work, he would strip down and goes off to public with just his almost revealing leather jacket. The tightness of that pants as it squeaked with every movement, that leather harness across his wide and tight chest, groin protected with just a leather cover and his ass was completely revealed. Working shoes thrown aside and quickly replaced with his smashingly dark and shiny boots. The best part was the number of cat (or dog) calls he received from every corner.
That was a major boost to his confidence and what more, he got a few extra bucks at work and a free fuck. Apparently, one or two of his colleagues were attendees of leather night at the Eagle's Club and when they knew about him, they approached the Doberman and requested for a private show within the confines of the company's large restroom cubicle. Extra money, why not? In fact, Spike was more than happy to get some tail even without the cash. Every session was an intense moment and who knew that the quietest guy was the kinkiest of them all. A wolf who only minded his own business wanted him to cum upon his leather boots and allowed him to lick it up while he jerked off.
Of course, Spike tried to keep this at a minimal. He still had a professional job to do and it was only decent that he kept this quiet. Meanwhile, Simon didn't keep his leather adventure quiet at all. The canine got to know Rob even better since that night. The bear pulled him into the world of nipple piercing and he loved it. Getting his right nipple pierced, Simon loved the sudden attention. He would go around shirtless to not only show off his otter like body but also his sensitive nipples. A few tugs would ensure a bobbing cock down below and Rob used this to his advantage.
One time the bear tugged too much that Simon begged to be fucked right then and there. Thankfully there weren't any customers around and his boss went off to meet with a dealer. Having an open minded colleague at the store helped a lot and with that, they fucked like ferals behind closed door. The store room was a mess during and after they fucked. Simon wasn't even going to keep his mouth shut from all the moaning. In fact, Rob liked it even more when he heard his soft whimpers and begged for more.
Rob may not be as big as Roberto or have dual cocks but damn this bear was thick. Simon never really measured him but after getting a meat full of it, the canine knew that he bit more than he could chew on but that didn't deter his hunger for cock. The bear would pound harder and harder as he cried out for more. So much so that he came hands free and sprayed everywhere. The canine returned the pleasure by giving the male a much needed muscle worship, getting to his nipple ring and made him moan just as he did. He licked over the bear's wide chest, heavy and broad, short brown fur that made his muscles even more prominent. Simon helped out and jacked the bear off, getting a paw full of cum and the rest splattered across his chest. Without a word, he lapped it all up hungrily, their bodies revelled in the throes of sex.
With that said, Roberto's life didn't change as much compared to the two canines. His job as a lifeguard remained the same. Although, he did get some pretty good show offs from a few daddy bears that lingered around the pool and winks from around. Some of them swooned over him long ago but this time, the guys got bolder and he even got trapped by two large tigers... which he quickly dominated and had them mewing for more cocks. However, he's been having some unusual thoughts about Spike. In the past, he had fantasized about the Doberman, going down on all fours and getting his ass pounded. Since that night onwards, the shark's fantasies had turned even wilder.
"Tie that man up, fuck that pretty boy ass of his and make him cum, make him beg, turn him submissive..." Roberto whispered under his breath as he watched over the patrons in the pool.
"You're talking to yourself again," his orca buddy said. "Get your act together and try not to get a hard-on again. You've got two, it's going to scare the shit out of the kids here."
"Big talk for a guy like you. Wait till you've had a taste of shark, you'll be begging for more."
The orca rolled his eyes. "Roberto, I'm straight as you know. I may be large and stuff like you but I ain't gonna raise any tail for any guy or better yet, fuck a guy."
"Don't knock it off till you've tried it."
"Roberto, shut it."
The shark liked the orca but like he said, he was straight. His mind continued to linger and every passing second turned towards the Doberman. "That dog better not be at the gym alone without me."
That was exactly what Spike did. He couldn't deal with the shark at the moment and would rather lift without any pressure from the giant man. If he was here, that muscle hunk would push him to his death but even so, the Doberman was pushing himself to his limits but not because he wanted to lift heavy.
"Stupid shark," Spike lifted through one rep. "Always thinks he's the big man," another rep, "I'm the top dog here."
Spike pushed his body to its limit, angry and furious with Roberto but what he failed to realized was the absurd amount of weights that he placed upon the barbell. As he pushed another rep through his bicep curl, it dropped to the floor with a loud clang, caught the attention of the entire gym.
"Fuck!!" Spike yelled out loud.
Some wanted to help but knew better than to mingle with a hard headed Doberman.
"I'm so weak that I can't even lift this stupid weight. No wonder I'm weak to that fucking shark." He hissed under his breath.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Roberto placed both paws against his shoulders and that made the Doberman jerked upwards. He looked back and just as he saw the face of the man, he rolled his eyes and tried to shove him off. "Fuck off."
"Whoa whoa whoa... what's with the attitude?" Roberto rubbed against his arms. "And why are you here alone? Didn't I tell you to wait for me? If you want to grow big, you've got to listen to my advice and train with me."
"The more I listen to you, the more I become your bitch!" Spike growled. At this point, some of the gym goers were listening in and were getting more curious about their little squabble. The Doberman looked around and kept his jaw shut.
"Let me guess, you aren't happy becoming the bottom during leather night and that's messing with your mind."
His words were spot on and Spike couldn't even argue back. All he did was crossed his arms and fumed to a corner.
Roberto rolled his eyes out of annoyance. "Spike, you're new to this whole leather scene and it's your first time performing. From my experience, it could really boost your popularity if you did something amazing for your first time on stage. What we had was a good one. The crowd loved it."
"At the expense of my ass." Spike retorted.
The shark shook his head and coiled his arms around the Doberman, quickly enveloped him into a warm hug. It did soothed the canine a little because soon, his large paws started to grope around his nipples. Spike growled heavily at the shark but he didn't care. In fact, he rubbed those set of hard nips even more and openly groped them. The very fact that he was grabbed like that, out in public, had him whining under his breath.
As always, his mind was muddled with arousal and couldn't even pull himself off from the male's ministration. Everything turned into a blur and once again, his body was beginning to accept his strong arms. Roberto cooed softly to his ears, slowly pointed out the number of glares from around. His body so close and there was a bulge pressed against his back, slowly rubbing against him and everyone looked at him. Spike may love sexual acts in public but he this was risking his gym membership and that wasn't something he should be proud of.
Thankfully, Roberto pulled himself off, caressed his sore arms and gave off the most intimidating grin ever. Spike closed his eyes and sighed heavily to himself. He was somewhat trapped and even if he wanted to leave, the shark isn't going to let him. Simon finally joined in and became a spotter for both heavy lifters.
The shark was partly curious about Simon's after effect of leather night and as it happened, Rob was the one that fucked him senseless right after doing general business with him. Simon swooned at how great the bear was and thought that perhaps he could bring him over on stage when their performance is up; it could spice things up. Unfortunately, that was a no go. The dog pouted at the shark's comment but not for long because he had other business to tend to. Which leaves a very helpless Doberman to fend for himself.
Their workout ended and headed straight for the shower. As expected, Roberto kept glancing towards the canine and licked his lips, the thought of getting him down on all fours returned, which spurred a stir in his groin. Spike was none the wiser and said not a word as he headed off towards the public shower area. Thankfully, no one was around because at that very instant, Roberto wrapped his arms around the male.
"Spike, you look beautiful, amazing body," Roberto complimented with his arms around him, "Your muscles are slowly turning out fine and soon enough, you'll be at the top ranks of leather night."
His words stroked the male's ego even further but shark paws began to stroke something else because over his chest, he watched those fingers worked its magic over a pair of hard nipples once more. No one has ever played with him like this and he expects that to remain but with the shark's presence, everything fell apart. His world crumbled and all he knew was the stirring of his crotch. Spike tried to push him off but his body betrayed him to the very second.
"Roberto... we're still in public, please."
"But why? Don't you like this?" The shark pressed himself even further and that's when Spike felt the dual cock of a shark.
He had to pull away. No, he needed to pull away but he couldn't. Why is his body like this? Something is wrong... so... very... wrong but also so very right. Downwards to his groin, his pride stood straight up, hard as a rock, dangerously potent with cum as his balls dangled freely. Then there was the grind. Roberto couldn't help it, it was all too easy. His cocks grinded in between the Doberman's ass, fucking in between his cracks in hope of getting a tail raiser. By hook or by crook, he was going to make a top into a bottom.
This went on for a little while but was quickly cut short when the Doberman's senses began to return. His nose took in the scent and eyes bulged open in surprise. This wasn't how it should be.
"Roberto, stop, I know what you want me to do," Spike pried the shark off and this time, successfully. "You want me to be a bottom like Simon but guess what, that isn't going to happen. This ass isn't going to open up for anyone else any more, not even for you."
He was probably at his wits end because that snap didn't amused the shark one bit as he rolled his eyes and sighed. "Why are all tops like this? Spike, do you think for one second that if you bottom, you'll lose your alpha status? In my opinion, no you stupid dog."
Spike bit his lips and pointed towards him accusingly. "The way you treat Simon says it all."
"Spike, you're my friend and I will say this out loud," Roberto inhaled and glared at him. "You stupid piece of shit. Simon loves it that way and let me tell you this, you can still be the top dog even if you bottom out. Have you never heard about how controlling a bottom can be when he rides a cock? I mean seriously, they are in control of your dick and if you want to cum, they have total control of it. He could probably edge you for eternity with his ass and the top could do nothing about it. You've yet to see one because all of the guys wants to be fucked by you, to dominate their filthy ass but you, you can be different. So very different."
Those were bold words coming from the shark since he hadn't bottom before but that's what Spike thought.
"Never bottomed? I'll have you know that I have bottomed a few times. Not every time since everyone wants my two dicks but enough times to know how controlling I can be," Roberto smirked at him and returned to coil his large arms around the canine as he licked his cheeks. "I can be very... very... controlling when I have a dick up my ass. You just don't know it. Besides, if you bottom every now and then, it could spice up the floor. Remember, you're new to this leather performance and we need to keep the audience entertained."
Spike continued to bit the bottom of his lips. Clearly he didn't understood the community very well but he was willing to learn. With that, he let up a little. "Okay fine... I'll think of something that will make the audience happy but that doesn't mean my ass is open for display. I'm not a slut like Simon."
Slut? He wasn't a slut but Roberto might make that happen. The shark agreed to let the dog do his thing but if he couldn't come up with something amazing, there's no telling what he would do.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
Roberto's phone beeped and buzzed vigorously within his pocket. He unlocked his phone and a messaged popped up: from Spike.
"Well that's interesting," he mumbled to himself as he pulled out some canned food upon the shelves. Grocery shopping wasn't one of his forte but he make do with the basics.
The next leather night is a week away. Come over to my place this Friday at 10pm. I've bought some toys we could try on Simon and a chastity device. That will make the audience hyped up.
The shark raised an eyebrow as he read the message while making his way towards the checkout counter.
Beep!
It was a reply from Simon.
I'm not sure about a chastity device. Very sceptical.
A second later, a reply from Spike.
There's no harm in trying. Be here or I'll fuck your ass so hard that Rob wouldn't even be able to enjoy your slutty ass.
It was then that Roberto rolled his eyes. Always the dominant dog. He agreed to their little play date and so did Simon. Unfortunately, when the day came, Simon couldn't make it in time. He was held back at work and needed to do overtime, there's no telling when he might arrive but nevertheless, he will come over. Until then, both of them had to think of something to occupy their time.
Roberto licked his lips, rubbed against his crotch as he imagined being in the same room with the Doberman again. This time, surely he was going to get some canine ass. That short stubby tail would be in view, taking him down like a bitch and have him moaning like a little slut. His muscles would strain underneath all the pleasure and after he's done with him, his tail hole would be filled with shark cum.
As he approached the door and gave it a few knocks, Spike opened up within seconds. Dressed in his leather gear, the dog was ready for tonight's event. As he invited his honoured guest, Roberto wasn't being modest at all. In fact, he dropped down to the biggest sofa available and started stripping off his shirt piece by piece. By the time Spike came out with his drink, a naked shark had appeared in his living room.
Both cocks out in its flaccid state, Roberto made himself comfortable. "It's been awhile that I've visited your place."
"Yeah well, we got busy and we usually meet up at the gym or at gay clubs."
Roberto took the drink and took a generous sip out of it. "Vodka? And the good stuff."
"A guy gotta have his alcohol."
"Heh, true," the shark looked towards the Doberman. "So... Simon is going to be late. What do you intend to do while I'm here?"
Spike rubbed the back of his head. "Couldn't think of anything much but plan out our next act. I was thinking that you could rile the crowd up with your muscles and cum and when you're done, I'll bring out Simon that's already bounded and gagged, that chastity belt on that sweet cock of his. I'll fuck his ass off and would ask the audience if I should let Simon off. Depending on the crowd, I could turn things around."
"Boring."
"Excuse me?"
Roberto leaned over and started stroking one of his cocks. "Spike, this is leather night performance, you're not part of the crowd. Your job is to make them want you, make them know that you're worth it. They paid money to come in and expect to be entertained. This is leather night, not master and slave night."
"But I heard that that was a huge hit in other clubs."
"Okay big shot, tell me what happens in other clubs."
Spike was a little jittery but as he explained further and Roberto filling in the blanks, the dog finally got a better view and concept of what happens during leather nights. Their first night was a big hit but that's because they had a large Doberman down on all fours. Spike had seen other larger men being dominated and he was totally into it. How their large muscle moved and their strong rounded ass getting fucked by another cock. Better yet, being so large and dominant, yet, whined and moaned like a female. Their voices would crack and begged for more, always wanting a cock to pile drive through his prostate.
Roberto grinned at his explanation and everything about it was true. In fact, his story got him aroused. As he continued with the story, the shark stroked away, getting both of his cocks to harden up and by then, he was slowly masturbating in the living room of the Doberman. Spike didn't mind it at all because he was in the exact state of arousal. His canine cock stood up as he watched it throb and shake.
"Dammit, where's Simon. I need some ass right now. I need to fuck!" A frustrated Doberman got up, cock bounced in mid-air. "I'll get more Vodka."
"Yes... you go do that." Roberto said as his stared at his ass. The way it moved left and right, the way he walked, it was so enticing. He didn't know if that was intentional but even if he wasn't, that was the perfect tail. Apparently, he lowered himself to the bottom shelf and as he did so, his tail swished right up, exposing that pink pucker of a canine. The shark nearly cummed from it and that was his breaking point. He wasn't going take no for an answer because like Spike, he needed some ass but not Simon's.
"I remembered storing some leftover drink right here... and... aha! Found you, you little bastard." He got up and within a heartbeat, he felt a pair of strong arms around him, nearly dropping the bottle. "R-Roberto... What..."
"No... shh... listen my sweet little dog. Oh geez you smell amazing," Roberto licked upon his fur and threatened to bite through his flesh. "Put that bottle down. That's it... good boy. Very good boy." He had him in the right place, in the same position that they were at the gym, the same position that would turn him into a new bottom.
"Stop... p-please..." He tried to pull himself off but no matter what Spike did, it wasn't going to change the shark's intentions. It was clear what he wanted but the male was far stronger, bulkier and most of all, far more dominant. As expected, his body couldn't resist the temptation, his body faltered and breathed heavily, inhaled the scent of the shark's sexual frenzy. From behind, he felt his cocks and grinded in between his ass cracks, frotting endlessly to indicate his sexual desires.
"No my sweet dog. I know you want me. The way your ass moves... feel that? Feel my cocks? It wants you. Oh yes I want you so much, to see you down on all fours, to see that tail hole open up once again like our show. I loved what we did, it was fantastic... Mmm... sweet dog..." He continued to lick his fur, fingers grazed upon his chest and found those delicious nipples.
Thumb at his nips, the large sea predator played with his prey as he slowly succumbed to his ministration. Their bodies mashed together, Roberto had full access to the canine's entire body. His neck slowly revealed itself, fingers crossed against his jugular and raked through his fur, nipped upon his neck while the other paw fondled his hard cock. Spike closed his eyes and enjoyed his touches. For a big and strong guy, having such calloused paws, he was gentle. Extremely gentle.
Roberto took his time, made the dog relaxed and thoroughly grazed his fur from every inch of his body and what more, he was slowly worshipping his muscles. There are several ways to break into a bottom; the hard way or the long and slow way. For him, he preferred the longer version. When he's got a self-dominating top that thinks he's the alpha of everything, he couldn't just barged right in. No, he has to be gentle and let his body simmer down to his touches, sway him off from the top and descend down to the base.
Fingers coiled around each other, Roberto turned him around and pushed the male back towards the wall. Spike gasped at such roughness but his voice died at the very fondle of his crotch. Shark cock joined in the fray and together, they were frotting away. Spike whimpered heavily, his arms towards the wall as his entire being tensed up, his fur stood on end when he felt hot breath coming down his neck. The licks were getting heavy and the paws against his chest, slowly travelled down his defined abs and gave them the same amount of love.
"Sweet Doberman, where did you keep your toys? Your chastity belt? Your... collection...." Roberto grinned devilishly.
"In... the... room... follow me."
He took it. Hook, line and sinker.
They reached towards a room and when the door opened up, the bed was sprawled with sex toys. Ranging from various dildos sizes, he had a few bondage items as well, that chastity belt in the middle as it waited for Simon to arrive but for now, Roberto wanted something else.
"Very nice, my sweet puppy," he scratched the canine's head fur and rubbed along his ears, "Shark daddy needs a muzzle down there. Will my puppy do it?"
Roberto turned towards the shark with lustful eyes and said not a word. Down on his knees, paws against the shark's hips, muzzle wide open with tongue out, he did as intended. The first touch of a warm cock entered in and the canine moaned away, eyes dilated over as he tried to take more of it. He attacked the right halfway through and just as he popped off, proceeded to engulf the left. As he did so, his paws were busy jacking off the other.
"That's a good boy. More... mmm... deeper. Wait wait... not so fast. Shh... you need to savour it."
Spike pulled back a little with his lips pursed at the tip. He understood and proceeded to take it in slower. Slurps echoed in the room, slow strokes of the other had the shark on the edge but he had control. So much control over the Doberman. No doubt tonight, he was going to get an amazing fuck.
"Good dog. This is what control looks like, you hear me? Yeah, you're sucking a cock right now and guess what, you can't stop me," Roberto began to pick up the pace, muzzle fucked that canine as one of his entire length drove right in. "You must have... ngh! Control like this if you want to be a bottom and yet strive as an alpha dog. Nothing comes without practice and guess what, you've got a generous man here to help you with that."
Spike could barely understood what he meant but subconsciously, he knew what he had to achieve. This was it, the control that he needs to obtain if he needs to bottom out and bringing that to the audience, he would be a huge hit!
In the haze of everything, Roberto pulled himself off forcefully, trying not to cum too soon but even if he did, he had amazing stamina. No, he wanted his first load to be inside of the dog or better yet, to coat and claim his very being. He had done that to Simon and by God did he loved every second of it. In fact, he asked for more, to raise his tail even higher and demanded to be fucked, which he did of course and from that day forth, he was the power bottom. If only Simon was here to see this.
Spike whined with his ears splayed behind his skull, waiting for his next order and Roberto had to do something quick or he'd snapped out of his stupor. In his drunken haze, the Doberman couldn't comprehend what was going on but as he was about to say something, his paws were placed behind him and with a loud click, he was handcuffed.
"Huh? Wait what? R-Roberto? No! Wait! Please! What are you doing??" His vision came to a blur and all he saw was darkness. He was afraid, very much afraid. He flailed and writhed like a fish out of water, trying to get his bearings but with his bounded paws, he couldn't' do anything except kick.
"Shush. Hush... relax..." Roberto whispered softly towards his ears as he sat upon the canine's torso. It wasn't very effective but it took a few seconds for the Doberman to calm down. "I'm here. Daddy shark is here. Don't worry."
Spike was hyperventilating a little but his mind slowly cleared up as he breathed normally. His lips quivered, still afraid of what the shark had intended to do with him. He had total control, so much control! So much so that he whimpered and turned submissive. Again, his body betrayed his mind. He smelt the scent of leather. Started from his neck, he felt his riding crop running down his body, over his chest and stopped in the middle. This was it, he was the shark's chew toy and he should be afraid but his cock wasn't. In fact, his body wasn't going to say no!
Everything about this felt good and slowly filled the room with the scent of sex. His nose twitched uncontrollably, wondered what the shark was going to do. He had stopped struggling and as he did so, the thoughts of leather night flashed through his very eyes. Tail hole hiked up, getting pounded by a pair of shark cock and in his mouth, Simon muzzle fucking him, getting spit roasted for everyone to see and soon, he came like a bitch. Drenched in sweat and cum, the crowd loved it.
"Good boys like you should be rewarded," Roberto turned the canine around and placed his front towards the floor, tail hiked up to revealed his pink boy cunt and a pair of beautiful Doberman ass. "Or perhaps you've been a bad dog and should be punished?"
"Roberto, please! No!" His pleas were unheard, no one came to his rescue.
A weapon at paw, Roberto had full control over everything and he needed to punish dogs like him. One of his methods to tame and pull a top dog down would be to give them a taste of their own medicine and see how it works. For Spike, he was getting a good ass smacking. The taste of soft tap upon his rear end had the Doberman whined a little but was quickly replaced with a sharp inhale of air. Giving another tap, Spike felt a mellow surge of pain.
"You're going to feel it... so... much..." Roberto teased along his back, running down the line of back muscles that the dog had earned. With both of his paws tied up together, his sinewy back stressed back up and Roberto drooled at the male. "You look really good back there."
Spike was confused if that was a compliment or just dirty talk because it did stroke his ego. That is... until he felt a sharp pain running through his body. His fur stood on end and yelped as his ass received a single smack. The weapon of choice stopped at the tip and then raised to the air, the shark rubbed against the injured part and gave it another smack. This time, he held it there and waited for the dog's reaction. Spike wasn't used to this at all. In fact, never had his ass received such an intense beating before. Evidently, the smacking continued and this time, it wasn't as gentle as the first.
Smack! "Got a good bubble but here, Spike," Roberto bared his fangs. "My squat training truly did a number on you. Look at that jiggle. Mm... Spike, your ass makes me horny. I'm going to fuck your ass soon." Smack!
This went on for a bit and no matter how many times the Doberman tried ignore the pain, it wasn't easy. His ass felt like a hot-tempered iron had struck them and to make things worse, his cock hadn't even gone down a single bit. Never had this happened before but apparently, his body loved it. In fact, his knot was beginning to show and no matter how strong he willed himself, it just wouldn't go down.
He would stop and then continue and when he did stop, Roberto cooed gently into his ears. It mattered not what his words were but what it meant. Spike had never gotten this far or something like this ever happening to him and for once, he finally understood Simon's feelings but... Simon loved it... didn't he?
"Simon? Oh he loves it. Unlike you, I had to tame."
Spike winced at his words and then flinched when the shark struck. His ass had turned beat red and the master seemed to show some mercy. Roberto stopped his ministration and placed the riding crop aside, beamed at his wonderful work of pushing down a Doberman to submission. Spike was nearly in tears but he held back his emotions. Now isn't the time and even if he did he had no intention of showing weakness. If Simon could endure such treatment, he shouldn't even be whining about it.
The Doberman gasped when he felt something cold upon his burning ass cheeks. He welcomed the cooling sensation immediately and sighed. Perhaps Roberto had had enough with this and decided to stop but that wasn't the shark's intention at all. In fact, he made things worse. His fingers rubbed all around his butt cheeks and that cooling ointment was nothing more than lube itself. He smelt the liquid before and knew at once what was going to happen to him.
Spike tried to move himself out of position but to no avail. His world crashed once more when he felt a finger against his tight puckered hole. Eyes bulged open, he cried out and begged for Roberto to stop but he wasn't going to have any of that.
"Spike, your body isn't lying and you know this. You took my cocks with ease during our first performance. So why hesitate now? I mean, seriously, your cock is throbbing madly." Roberto chuckled and slipped in a finger.
He didn't want to believe it but at the back of his mind, Spike knew it was the truth; nothing but the truth. On his knees, tail straighten up, pulled to his back, his cock dangled freely and his eyes was on it. He couldn't believe it, he was hard. Better yet, at the tip of it, he swore that a drop of pre fell onto the ground. So much for being the alpha dog... seems like he was meant to bottom as well. All these years, being a top and dominant one in any sexual activities was his main priority. No one touches his tail hole besides himself and that's merely for hygiene purposes. Now, he was in a whole new terrain.
His muddled mind couldn't comprehend what was happening but what he does know was the sudden surge of pleasure coursing through his body when his hole opened wide. He gasped and writhed underneath the shark, his fingers struck a certain spot in his body that he just couldn't deny.
"Oh look, I found your prostate, isn't that nice?"
Nice? It was wonderful! Spike groaned as his body trembled with each push of that finger. He drove in a few more inches and then pulled back, finger curled a little and hit that erogenous spot immediately. There was nothing like it!
"R-Roberto! Oh please! S-So good! Unhg! Grr!! Deeper, please... Deeper inside."
"Now you're begging for it? Hah! You were so reluctant that I had to pull in the big guns. I guess that's not exactly necessary but then again, why don't we do something different after this?" Roberto grinned like the devil and prodded deeper into the Doberman.
The pulsing of his cock was uncontrollable and at this point, his knot began to emerge but knowing the big muscled shark, he wasn't going to give him any direct simulation. Instead, he got an ass full of fingers. Every time Roberto struck his prostate, Spike convulsed and tried to stop himself from having a hands-free orgasm. Apparently, he was winning.
"Come now, let's not get ahead of ourselves." The shark pulled his finger off gentle and without a word, flipped Spike over, his back towards the ground and greeted with a hard canine cock. "You look amazing, my sweet sweet Doberman."
Roberto trailed his fingers against the canine's hard cock and smeared pre all over it, giving him a few strokes but he had to be careful. With that knot out, there's no telling when he would explode and he didn't want this to end prematurely. For whatever reason, Roberto wanted to see Spike even more submissive. Perhaps it was the thought of taking another stronger male but whatever it is, he was going to get a piece of him.
On the bedside, Roberto pulled over a metal stretcher and presented towards the Doberman and as soon as he saw that contraption, he wasn't exactly excited either. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Rather surprised that you had this laying around your house. Did you bought this so you could try it on?" Roberto held the Doberman's right leg and clamped the metal stretcher on his ankle. "Or perhaps you bought it just to make it more interesting for Simon. Which one is it?"
"Obviously for Simon. Why would I want to get into that thing and stop that!" Spike tried to kick and flail but when he heard a second clamp to his left leg, he was truly bounded. Arms behind his back, handcuffed and now with his legs spread wide open, he was vulnerable to all attacks; mainly towards his gaping hole. "What if Simon sees me like this? He'll run over my head!"
Roberto shook his head, grabbed a bottle of lubricant and poured out a generous amount on his paw. "Let's have a small wager. If you moan like a bitch and begged to be fucked until you forget your name, you will be the bottom bitch in the next leather night performance. How about that?"
Spike bit the bottom of his lips and growled. "And if I don't?"
This time, the shark licked his lips. "You get to fuck a shark. Not just any shark... me."
"You? A bottom? Hah! Yeah, right. As if I could get that even if I win." Spike spat at him.
"What did I tell you about gaining control? You think I haven't bottomed before but I'll have you know that I did and guess what, all those time that I bottomed out, I have full control over the top. He begged for me, he wanted to cum but I wouldn't allow it."
Spike gulped when the shark loomed over him, his muzzle inches from the other and he bared all of his fangs. He understood and dared not argue. The wager was on and Spike expected the tip of a hard throbbing cock to initiate the first penetration but that didn't happened. Instead, he was teased by the flat leather weapon. With his legs hiked up, his body exposed, Roberto had full access to him. Paws against his strong abs, the shark admired his hard work.
Each valley of muscles that carved upon his mid torso was a beauty and for the shark, he loved a good and strong muscle worship. As he inhaled and took in the scent of male and sex, he licked his lips once more and lowered himself, muzzle downwards as he took in the cock of a canine and his paws wandered away. Spike could feel everything, every part of him raged on and his senses increased tenfold. The wind upon his hole, the warm muzzle of a shark as he suckled upon his canine pride and two paws that caressed on his short Doberman fur. Strong paws rubbed and pressed against his sinewy body, stroked his ego a little more, happy that someone else had an eye for him.
Spike relished in their lustful experience but that warm muzzle wasn't there for long. Roberto popped his mouth off and gave his cock one final lick before pushing himself backwards, his dual cock ready for a good fucking. "Ready boy?"
Ready? No, he wasn't ready. He was still defiant on the shark's advances but agreed to a wager and he wasn't a dog that was going to back down from it. Thankfully, Roberto eased himself gently. The warm and yet cooling sensation of lube made it possible and he was stretched far beyond his imagination. He cried and yet, he moaned. His body tensed right up and so did his muscles, tried not to think about it but that was easier said than done.
"Relax, my sweet Doberman. That's it... ease your... mmm... tight and warm... just the way I like it. That's right. More... grr... there... just right there..." Dual cocks buried halfway in and he stopped in between, hoped that he didn't break anything, at least, for now.
Spike cringed and tried to relax his body but each push of that fat cock made it more difficult. Thankfully, Roberto eased up and lathered even more lube. It was now that the Doberman truly wondered how the hell he took up so much during their first performance. It was surreal and each push from the shark made him gasped in pain and pleasure. Fortunately, it quickly turned to pleasure when his prostate was rubbed generously.
Roberto finally found his love nut and would take full advantage of it. This was, without a doubt, the ultimate submission he can give towards the shark and he loved every second of it. He knew this from that fact that Spike moaned for more right after he found his prostate and better yet, his pulsating canine cock drooled with pre, made a pool of it around his hardened abs.
His thrust gradually increased in tempo, his balls smacked against another furry rump and the tightness of the Doberman really did a number of his cocks. The warm and slick sensation of that ass worked far better than expected and looking toward Spike's body, he was amazed at his muscles. Both paws pressed itself upon that canine's chest and groped about, gently pinched and played around with his nipples while he fucked away in abandon.
In and out, deeper and deeper, stretched that hole to its limits, he was going to smear this dog with his scent. The pounding got harder and wilder, their voices matched in tandem with one another and it was at this point that Spike had truly forgotten why he was down here getting dicked by a large muscled shark. Nothing else mattered and honestly, he didn't want this to end. His body betrayed him until the end and his mind was made up, being the top isn't the only way to gain pleasure but also through bottoming. He never knew how much pleasure he could receive from getting his prostate abuse and damn did this shark do a wonderful job.
Roberto sweated everything out, his body slick and glistened under the light and Spike was at awe with this male. If his paws wasn't tied up behind, he would have wrapped his arms around his thick neck and never want to let go. Now he understood why Simon loved to bottom out. As he recollected each memories of topping the other dog, Roberto had other plans in mind. He wanted to make this Doberman his and what better way than to humiliate himself. Knowing how to push his buttons, he continued his insane administration and Spike gasped sharply. His rump was getting the pounding of its life!
Smack! "Oh shit!"
Smack! "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Fuck! Ahh!"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"R-Roberto, stop stop stop! Please! C-Cumming... oh... c-cum... I feel it. No please, stop. I don't want to cum on myself." Spike whined and he truly meant it.
"But that's... Garwr! That's what I want you to do! I'll fuck the cum out of you! Feel this! Feel my power!" Roberto hissed, growled and basically just flung himself onto the Doberman.
Plea after plea, he begged away but nothing worked. In fact, it fuelled the shark to enter even further and increased his speed tenfold. His body worked itself out and he really did work on his stamina level. Spike's cock bounced away and with his knot out, his prostate pleasured immensely, he wasn't going to last long; he wasn't going to last at all.
First spurt of cum shot over his head and the rest followed along but this time, all over his face and chest. Without even touching himself, he was cumming like a bitch in heat. Never had he felt this way before and he actually liked it. He watched with pure lust as his cock trembled and blasted his very own puppy milk. Everything smelt like sex, his room was never going to be the same again.
Even as his orgasm waned and turned to a drizzle, he was still hard and the fucking was even harder. With the sudden tightness of those ass muscles, clamped down on a pair of shark cocks, Roberto couldn't hold his resolve and pulled himself off with a loud pop, throbbed uncontrollably and he was at the edge already. He didn't want to breed into this man's ass, no... oh no... he wants to claim and made sure he knew his place as his new bottom. Both paws stroked vigorously and with nothing left to lose - except himself - it rained upon the Doberman.
One... two... four... six...! He kept shooting like an endless stream of cum and with nothing to stop the assault, the heated Doberman was drenched in both his own and shark cum. His nose twitched and itched, the scent was messing with his senses because all he could identify was sex. Legs still spread open, his hole gaping wide, his cock spent and his will broke. Nothing could have been more degrading.
Roberto sighed, stared towards the wet Doberman and smiled. "You look good, really good." A finger traced down his still erect cock as he smeared his essence along his body.
"Fuck you... Bloody shark."
"Aww... but I was the one that fucked you my slutty Doberman."
Spike sighed and closed his eyes. "I guess you won the wager, huh?"
"I bloody sure did. Like I said, you love having my dicks in you. You were literally spamming and moaning for me. Big shark for the big Doberman?"
The canine blushed and nodded. He was ashamed but he had to admit, he had the best fuck of his life. "Make sure Simon doesn't hear about our little act?"
"Little? I'd say it was huge." Speak of thy name and he shall appear. Simon stood there with his phone, snapped a few pictures and licked his lips. "You were really good. Who would have known that you love getting fucked as much as I do?"
Spike's fur stood on end and tried to cover his face, turned his head around and demanded the dog to remove himself from the room but that wasn't going to happen. "Simon, get the fuck out."
The dog rolled his eyes. "First you wanted me to come over and try that chastity belt and now you want me out? I think not and I think I came at the right time because watching you cum like that was pretty hot. Also you should lock your front door properly."
That was such a matter of fact speech that Spike had to groan and closed his eyes under those blinds.
"The door wasn't locked and I just waltzed right in, which was pretty lucky or else I couldn't have captured that sexy moment of yours," Simon chuckled and lifted his shirt up, tossed aside, followed by the flopping of his pants. "Now it's my turn."
"What? No! Wait! Roberto! Fuck you!" Spike trashed around and didn't want this to happen. Without his vision, he could barely see what was going on and he just couldn't do anything. His hole continued to gape wide open, stretched to a point that he could take in another pair of cocks if he wanted to and judging from how succulent that ass was, Simon wouldn't have minded. Rather, he would make him a bottom.
"No? I think you haven't learned your lesson, Spike my boy." Roberto growled and plunged both of his cocks in once again, resulted in a sharp gasp of air and squirming Doberman. "You'll take cocks no matter what, got it? Remember, you love it."
Spike wanted to disagree but his body wasn't even in the mood to argue. Instead, it continued to accept the shark's punishment and this time, with an added audience. Simon clicked on the record button of his phone and started filming the entire ordeal. The Doberman didn't know about it and he didn't have to. All he gotta do was perform and the canine did just that. He was amazing... no, he looked amazing. His muscles strained with each pump, watched lustfully at the submission of a big Doberman.
As he filmed their acts of copulation, Simon handled his cock well enough. He stroked away and licked his lips, wanting a warm muzzle around it. Ever since he had Rob as his big power top, the bear would always suck him off and he got addicted to it. He's always the man that would suck another cock but rarely the other way around and with the Doberman's position, could he make that happen. That was until he saw another toy laid upon the bed.
"Mouth gag? Seriously?" Simon picked the open piece and examined the hole in the middle. "You've got some kinky shit and for a top, you shouldn't even have these items."
"Sh-Shut up... That's for... you..."
"Me? How about we use it on you?" The dog knelt and strapped the gag around the Doberman. "Fits you perfectly."
Spike struggled but he knew he was fighting a losing battle. Both paws tied up, he could do nothing in this position and surrendered to the dog's will. He whined with ears behind his head, wanted to just curl himself into a foetal position and resented himself but that was pretty much a no go when he's got a muscled shark pounding away in fervour. Simon forced the open ring towards his muzzle and once intact, the gag was strapped in with a Doberman mouth gaping open. That dog tongue rolled out and bit upon the metal piece, tried very hard to keep composed but everything was coming apart.
Spike's will slowly embedded into oblivion because his muzzle was soon filled with a perfectly build cock. Simon groaned as he lowered himself and felt the warm and hot cavern of Spike's open muzzle. It may not have been the same but they needed to tame the Doberman and this was the starting point. His phone still in paw, Simon filmed as much as he could. The way Roberto pounded, the shark was truly an epitome of masculinity. He was so close, Simon practically smelt the power and sweat of the male. His pecs bounced, his abs tightened up, his dual cock fucked like no tomorrow; Simon lusted heavily for his virility.
Roberto smirked and grinned away as Simon stared. "Got you good? Want me that much?"
Simon nodded. "Wanted your cocks so much. I was so jealous that Spike got fucked instead of me. You're so... big... huge... stunning..." The dog gave compliments after compliments and that stroke the shark's ego even more.
Roberto growled and pulled Simon to a kiss, their lips smashed against each other and the dog was obliged to do so. His hips stopped momentarily, pre drooled down the Doberman's throat as they indulged in each other. Roberto pulled back and licked the dog's lips, his hips thrust continuously and cared little for Spike's welfare. "Cum for me, Simon..."
The dog whined and his tongue lolled out, happy to follow the shark's command.
"Tsk Tsk. Not from your paw," the shark said as the dog grabbed hold of his cock. "I want you to fuck that muzzle and cum all over him. Not just his sweet mouth but all over his fur. Look at him, he's already drenched with mine. Why not add more?"
Simon shuddered from his words. "Yes... Oh gods... so hot..."
Spike heard everything but couldn't say anything. Every part of his hole was being used and he never expected Simon to start fucking downwards. That hard cock pile drive downwards and he gagged a little, slobbered all over that meat, getting spit roasted with the tables turned over. This was exactly what leather night looks like and he was the meat in between two men. Simon held his throat and relaxed his tonsils, slowly taking in more of his length and when he was down to the base, Spike coughed, tears streamed down his cheeks but quickly absorbed by the blindfold. No one could hear him, no one would come to free him.
The Doberman swallowed as much as possible and when the dog stopped, he knew what was happening. Simon never was the top dog to hold his orgasm. His body heated up, paws gripped upon the canine's throat and gushed nearly a gallon full of cum. Spike could feel the warmth of cum and in this position, Simon's puppy essence flowed right down his throat.
"Ungh.. erk!! Cum... Cum..." Unable to form even a sentence, Simon stared dreamy eyes at Roberto. "I came... Ah... Hah... so... much..." At this point, the filming had stopped and he couldn't even stay steady any more.
The shark tugged him forward, popped his cock off and some of it smeared across the Doberman's chest. His body limp as he was carried forward, wrapped around a pillar of muscles that was Roberto and he was happy. Strong and powerful arms, someone that could practically turn him around and fuck his ass the entire night; that was Roberto.
"That was too fast but I think you did it on purpose, didn't you?"
Simon giggled like a child. "Maybe? I want your cock, please, fuck me."
"Not until there are more pictures of Spike."
Simon scrambled to search for his camera app and got to work. Snapped every angle of the used Doberman and Spike knew what was happening. The click snapshots were an obvious sign. Dejected and used, Spike fell to his fate. Never knew he could go through this ordeal... down on his back, paws tied up, legs hiked over and spread open with a toy, thoroughly fucked by a virile man... it was hot.
The darkness of his vision came to light when the blindfold was taken off. It took some time but as his eyes adjusted, he was greeted with the sight of his hiked up legs. His body matted with cum and sweat, his cock still half hard with the knot out, he inhaled deeply and the first struck of scent was sex. Once his mind found its bearings, he saw Roberto but this time, not pushing a fist full of cock into his breeding hole. Instead, he got an eye full of muscle worship.
Simon lapped over the shark eagerly and grinded both shark cocks in between his tail, hoping to get fucked but foreplay was important to him. Paws over his chest, he tweaked a set of beautifully rounded nipples, getting a loud rumble of approval. Roberto flexed for the dog and he lapped away, kissed the rounded muscles and drooled all over. Simon went south and was amazed at his handsome set of well-developed abs. So hard... so powerful... he couldn't resist. He licked, lapped, suckled; basically worshipped the male endlessly.
Roberto looked over and saw the eyes of the Doberman. "Watch me... Watch me fuck this male. This doesn't make you less of a man. In fact, it makes you powerful if you could control the driving cock. Do you want this cock?"
"Yes!" Simon cried out.
"Not you but thank you for being so obedient."
Doberman gulped down a mouthful of saliva. Did he wanted it? Did he craved for it?
"You want this... very much. You want me to plough your ass. You want me inside of you, again and again and never want me to leave."
Simon took this to heart and quickly lined both cocks up, gently getting used to it as the tip entered.
"Watch me."
The Doberman watched.
"Look at me."
The Doberman looked as well.
"Do you want me?"
He didn't know.
"Do you want me?" Roberto repeated.
No words. Heck, he couldn't even speak! He did. He wanted him.
Simon cried out and wrapped his arms around the large body, both cocks impaled over his body and he loved it. Everything seemed to be a blur but that didn't stopped him from moving forward. The large stalk of meat pumped inside and the shark did nothing. Simon rode it out like a champ and he was practically used to it. Rob may have been his new fuck buddy but in the end, he still wanted Roberto.
Now, so did Spike.
Up and down the dog went, fucked himself silly as his ass smacked against the shark's hips. Roberto gasped deeply, hands on the ground as he steadied himself. He didn't need to do anything else. All he did was sit there and watched the show. Spike finally realised how much he wanted the shark. In fact, he was beginning to grow jealous of the dog.
Spike tried to shift his body forward, getting the shark's attention. "You are mine now, Mr.Doberman."
"I am yours..." Simon replied instead.
"You'll be the bottom bitch for the next leather night and that's going to be very soon." Roberto faced the bouncing dog and pushed him over. Simon yelped and his back landed towards the ground. "And you, my fucking cock hungry bitch. You're mine too!"
The soft and gentle rock has been quickly replaced with rapid thrusts. His pounding increased tenfold, his balls smacked against another furred rump and Simon didn't care if his ass got destroyed. Ass muscles clenched like a vice, his prostate was pummelled like never before and he loved it. The room echoed and their sexual voices bounced within the walls, released their sexual tension and the need for one another.
Seconds away from cumming, Roberto gripped the dog's shoulders and nearly bit the canine's neck. Flush of orgasm swept through his body and the shark shuddered from every spurt. One pump, two pump... smack... smack... smack... he drained himself. The flow wouldn't end and Simon thought he could get bloated from having so much inside of him but he persevered. The flow finally stopped and without a second too soon, pulled himself out.
This resulted in a gush of cum flowing out from Simon's abused tail hole. Rivers of white crawled on the floor, giving it an extra scent of shark essence, pretty sure Spike wouldn't mind.
"You two are mine now," Roberto huffed as he looked over his two conquest. "Seems like our original intention of getting together and figuring out our next act was delayed." He got up and stretched away, popped some of his sore muscles, revealed valleys of abdominal and pectoral muscles, his oblique pulled and finally sighed in content. "Stare all you want, I know I'm hot."
Simon closed his mouth and blushed away.
"Well, since we're all here, why don't we try this one?" Roberto snatched the chastity belt that hung upon the wall and spread it out. "Well I'll be a darn hot shark, this is too big for Simon. That puny dog ain't gonna fit in this."
"You sure?" Simon reached over and tried to cup his crotch and found that it was bigger than expected. "Well... that's going to be a bummer. I think this could be a real hit in our next performance."
"Oh it will be but don't despair, for I, the great Roberto has other plans in mind, don't you think so, Mr.Doberman?" Roberto winked at the still gagged canine.
"Ah... Spike would definitely fit in these. Let's try it on."
Spike's eyes bulged open like dinner plates and squirmed even harder than before. If that monstrosity latched onto him, he wouldn't be able to cum unless one of them unlocks the cage and from what he knew, most of them turned truly submissive and constantly worshipped their masters; that's how slaves were born. No matter what he did, there's no stopping his inevitable fate.
His cock was nearly flaccid and his knot had retreated back to its sheath, the perfect size to clamp the entire thing on. Simon helped by pushing that cock down and as he locked the cage on, his softening cock was snugged into the barrier. There's no way he could cum without getting hard and when the final click of the cage was heard, Spike's heart practically fell.
"Why look at that, it's a perfect fit," Roberto rubbed against the metal cage. "Did you buy this for Simon or was it for yourself?"
Spike was furious at this point. With the gag still in place, he barely muttered a word.
"Fine, we'll let you go."
Simon chuckled and pulled the metal piece out from his mouth. As soon as it was pulled off, Spike growled and stared menacingly at Roberto. "Take it off. Now!"
Then came the handcuffs. This is when he tried to pull the chastity belt off but to no avail. The key shone under the shark's paw and he was going to be the master. Despite his anger and rage, he felt somewhat different. Once the final bound of the metal stretcher clicked away, Spike was free. He rubbed against his sore tail hole and felt rivers of cum trailing down his taint.
"Now that this is over, I've won the wager, you'll be the bottom bitch at Eagle's Club."
Spike fumed and stormed towards him. "If you think for one second that I-"
His words cut short as Roberto slammed his lips towards the Doberman. Spike was taken aback but the strong male had a certain vibe and aura that made him limp and weak. Eyes closed and he moaned at their kiss, Roberto groped against his wet furry rump and spreads it open, a finger entered into his dripping hole as he whispered softly. "You're mine and you are to do as I please. Like I said before, you can still be the top dog even if you go on all fours. Trust me, you will find far better pleasure when your hole gets used. Be a power bottom... be mine..."
The shark gave a big grin. Simon watched from afar and shuddered at his words. Honestly, he wouldn't want to be in Spike's position right now. Perhaps getting serious with Rob was a much safer option.
Spike reluctantly agrees. "Fine..."
"Now that that's out of the way, we need to practice even more. I see a few large dildos around, why don't we try that on for you? Like they always say, practice makes perfect," Roberto turned the Doberman around and pointed towards a sex toy that was as large as a horse cock. "And when you're done, I want to have a goodbye fuck. Will you let me?" Both paws against his shoulders and grazed along his muscles, licked upon his neck and blew hot air across his body.
He couldn't say no and with a nod, the Doberman agreed.
The night of the event approached and the crowd went wild. Seems like their first knockoff had such an amazing reception that the crowd doubled during their second performance and the club owner was extremely pleased by it. Simon was down on his knees, worn over his usual leather outfit but this time, with a pair of cocks hanging right in front of his face. Roberto smacked his face with it and ordered for the canine to suck him off, right in front of everyone else. That wasn't the only main attraction because as always, the shark was also here to show his muscles off.
Everyone loved the shark and plenty would die to worship that beautifully carved body. He licks his biceps, giving his most seductive grin, rubbed his paws along his chest, played with his nipples for a little bit while pouring oil against his entire torso. The shouts and hoots were phenomenal.
Roberto tugged at both Simon's nipple ring, happy that the dog was so willing to go down on him. It was just a week ago that the dog got himself another nipple ring and that was all thanks to Rob. The bear talked him into it and Simon couldn't be happier. His chest hasn't felt so sensitive in a while and each tug made his cock pulsed and throbbed, danced away with each pleasure.
Fortunately, that wasn't their only performance because even though Roberto was getting his cock sucked, Spike wasn't left alone. In fact, it has come to a point that he wanted to be fucked on stage and what better way to entertain the crowd by getting another God of a horse to pummel his ass in public. Spike wanted the shark but at this point, he didn't care.
Down on all fours, camera zoomed right at him and his ass, the entire floor could see how lustful the canine had become when the horse fucked away. The slap and slam of this handsome equine made the experience even better and he couldn't ask for a better cock. He practically came after a few minutes of getting fucked but the most interesting part was how the Doberman managed to cum even with the chastity belt on.
Roberto laughed as he watched the dog, his crotch dripping with cum as it leaked out from the cage. "Dear me, looks like it got too much for him and here I thought he could take control while bottoming out. I guess I was wrong."
Simon pulled his muzzle off and gave both cock tips a single lick. "Does that mean I have competition now?"
"Mmm... probably but Spike is mine. Besides, I'm pretty sure Rob gives you so much more attention than I could. Boy, come to me if you want to taste a different cock or better yet, taste the power of a shark."
Roberto was so full of himself but he had the body to prove it and even so, that's what makes him desirable. For Spike, he was a changed man and even if he denies it, the shark was there to put him in his place.
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