One Bro to Another.
This is a commission piece I did for Kanic, a military German shepherd that approached me about writing a story involving him and a non-specific canine doing naughty things in naughty places. I think it came out pretty well, and towards the end, I had to type a little tiny bit of it with just one hand. I hope you enjoy, and if you do, feel free to let me know with a comment, a fave, or a spooge.
A good workout relieves the stress of a long, hard day; pressing iron, swimming and ogling the hunks on the football team practicing outside while you beat feet on the track alleviates aggressive desires. Makes you less likely to punch someone in the head. That's what his father had always told him, and in the German shepherd's experience, albeit slightly more limited due to his young age, this advice held true. It'd been a long time since he punched someone in the head.
Kanic sighed, folding his ears down on his head and instinctively shaking himself out as scalding hot water cascaded down his body. He was alone in the shower, despite it being a rather crowded day at the gym; that suited him just fine, for the time being. He was annoyed with having to jostle for equipment and elbow past social butterflies prattling endlessly about their kids and their asshole bosses. Even for a dog, it's nice to have some alone time once in a while.
Steam gently stung his eyes as he soaped up his matted fur. Neck and shoulders, chest and stomach, up and down both arms. He lathered his paws and bent at the waist to soap his legs and his big feet, tail raising instinctively to grant a perfect view of his wide, masculine ass to the akita that'd snuck in unnoticed about a minute prior.
"Need some help wif your back?"
The voice, barely audible over the roar of the showerhead, made Kanic bristle up and jump on his toes, combat instincts springing to life as he whirled around, ready to break someone in half. That didn't quite happen. His jaw hung open as he regarded the dog in front of him, his hackles smoothing out and the rigor mortis-like tension leaving his shoulders.
The akita was tall and stocky with muscular arms crossed over his chest and a wide-set stance. Kanic recognized him from the football team outside. He was even more handsome without the pads obscuring his masculine curves, and it didn't take the shepherd's eyes long to stray to the half-exposed, leaky erection between the other dog's legs.
"I-I..." Kanic stammered a little, his confidence faltering just slightly. Understandably, given the rural area, being approached in the shower wasn't exactly something he was prepared for.
The larger dog grinned handsomely, wagging his tail as he collected the shepherd's bottle of body wash and soaped up his huge paws. He hadn't been under the water yet, but his fur was wet from the outdoor exertion, and Kanic didn't have to sniff too hard to savor the musky scent of a working dog.
"Just one bro to another, soulja boy. Turn around for me."
"I..."
"Yeah, we covered that," the akita chuckled, gripping Kanic under the arms and guiding him to turn around. It didn't take much.
Grunting, blushing and trying to regain his bearings, the shepherd yielded to the akita's urging. Almost immediately, he felt warm, soapy paws sliding up his biceps and pressing thumbs against his shoulder blades.
"Tighter than a motherfucker back here, bro," the bigger dog chuckled, kneading Kanic's shoulders and digging his thumbs deep into the knotted flesh to massage it free. "That loud-ass, uh...Sergeant or whatever been givin' y'all shit again? We can hear him screamin' at you guys just about every day."
"...yeah," the shepherd finally answered, his mind awash with possibilities and implications in this most intimate of locations. For lack of anything better to say, he divulged a few more details. "Bed-check didn't go so well last night, so he rode our asses pretty hard all day."
"Huh. I know the feelin'." That made Kanic grin, albeit bashfully, and tilt his muzzle back to nudge his snout against the akita's cheek. Dog stuff, nothing wrong with that.
Aside from little grunts and whines common among canines sharing space with one another, neither dog had much to say. The jockish akita slowly worked his way down the length of Kanic's back, kneading to the left and right of his spine to work the knots from his muscles and lathering up his fur to wash away the grit and grime from a long, hard day. The bigger dog was thorough in his work, and good enough at it that the shepherd was reduced to closing his eyes and moaning after just a few seconds.
He also got closer. Inch by inch, until Kanic could feel the jock's overheated body radiating warmth into his, and his hot breath buffeting the fur on the back of his head. It made him shiver and sink instinctively back into his unexpected bathtime partner..
"My girlfriend usedta be a massage therapist," the akita mumbled near Kanic's ears. Explains why he's turning me into a puddle of goo, Kanic thought. But...
"...girlfriend?" the shepherd asked warily, furrowing his eyebrows and shooting a 'look' at the dog over his shoulder. It suddenly occurred that maybe he had the wrong idea about this jock and he straightened up a little. Maybe he was just being nice.
"Yeeeah..." He sounded a little bashful and shuffled his feet on the tile floor, folding his ears apologetically. The 'bro'-like grin, however, never left his face. "Dun worry about that, tho'. Here, lemme take yer mind off of it"
Before Kanic could respond, not that he tried much, the akita gripped the firm swell of his ass. Both big, soapy paws, sensually grabbing and squeezing the soldier's masculine curves, spreading his cheeks then pushing them together, sifting his blunt claws through wet matted fur to stimulate the soft flesh underneath, all under the guise of washing the shepherd. Just one bro to another.
Given the attention, Kanic was soon leaning against the larger dog with his back against his chest and the weight of his lower body on his heels. He closed his eyes and moaned lewdly as the akita bathed him, haunches flexing tight as he felt his ass being pried apart again. The smooth, slick side of the akita's paw kept his cheeks spread as he soaped the shepherd's crack, from the backs of his balls all the way up tickle under his tail.
"...speakin' of ridin' asses, though," the jock whispered in Kanic's ear, prompting another snout-bump, and a good nip at the akita's throat. It made the big dog shudder. Leaving his hand nestled snugly between the shepherd's rumpcheeks, he trailed the other across the soldier's hip bone, pressing his palm flat against the dog's belly before slowly snaking downward.
"You got somethin' in mind, big fella?" Kanic mumbled in response, mouthing the akita's throat again because he enjoyed the way it made him shiver. He felt the footballer's paw wrap around the bulk of his swollen sheath, squeezing his package and rubbing rough fingerpads under his balls, meanwhile using an index digit to tickle his little pucker.
"Maaaaybe..." A good squeeze around the base of the shepherd's sheath made the tip bloom and allow passage to the first few inches of his smooth, red shaft. Precum drooled lazily down the akita's knuckles as he skinned the rest of Kanic's sheath back, tucking it behind the swelling bulb of his knot. In a gentle, fluid motion, once again pretending to simply bathe, he began to masturbate the sopping wet soldier, soaping up his erection even as it continued to stiffen in his grip.
"Maybe," Kanic repeated in low, growly tones, wiggling his hips and squeezing his flanks around the hand between his cheeks. He felt his toes curling and more warm wetness dribbling from the head of his dick. Grinning, he tilted his head up to lick the akita's cheek. "Just one bro in another, huh?"
"Somethin' like that," the big dog mumbled; a blush even crept into his cheeks, which made Kanic grin. Without saying anything more, the akita shuffled the shepherd forward and into the flow of water, squeezing and kneading his dick firmly as the lather washed away. He covered the tapered head of the soldier's flexing, red shaft, tickling the sensitive flesh expertly with his leathery pads.
Anything Kanic might have said in response was promptly quieted by the feel of shower spray raining down on his dick, tickling his flexing, throbbing cock while the akita massaged and rubbed his heavy, hanging balls with a soapy palm. A deep growl resonated in his chest and he turned his muzzle to the side, mouthing and grabbing the bigger dog's throat between his powerful jaws. His dick jumped when the akita grunted and whined in mild discomfort. Despite being the 'passive' partner so far, Kanic enjoyed making the big jock squirm.
Without a word, though, the akita turned the shepherd around and pulled him in until their chests pressed against one another. Before Kanic had any time to react, the dog lowered his muzzle and met him with a passionate kiss, forcing the soldier's jaws apart to stuff his tongue down his maw. The akita moaned into the smaller shepherd's mouth and melted in the canine embrace, squeezing Kanic's ass as the shower spray peppered his cheeks and washed the lather away, leaving thick fur clean and fluffy.
Enamored with the feel of the jock's hands on his ass, prying his cheeks apart to allow the flow of water to rinse the soap from his cleft and under his tail, Kanic widened his stance to accommodate and stepped inward, pistoning his hips and dragging his dick along the length of the akita's. Still grunting and sucking on the jock's tongue, clenching his jaw and swallowing around it, the soldier reached down between his legs and wrapped a big hand around twin erections, feeling the akita groan and growl into his mouth as he masturbated him.
"Rrrr, soldier boy..." the akita panted breathlessly before delving back into the depths of the shepherd's mouth, curling his toes and thumping a foot on the tile floor. He was unable to keep from squirming, panting puppishly as the soldier's paw grinded their dicks together and pumped them, providing nice, leathery friction for him to thrust into; of course, he took full advantage of this, thrusting his hips aggressively and spewing smooth, slimy pre all over the shepherd's matted belly.
It came as a surprise to Kanic when the akita recoiled from him, pulling his tongue out of his mouth with a wet schluck and gently prying his frotting paw away from the pair of dicks. His own jumped and splattered a thick stream of pre over the akita's belly, which made the bigger dog grin and splash some water on his torso to smooth out the matted fur. Refusing to dignify the sudden withdrawal with an explanation, though, the jock turned and walked away, but not without a seductive little wiggle of his muscular butt and a roguish grin over his shoulder at the soldier.
Kanic was surprised, to say the least. He just stood there placidly and watched as the akita left him hanging, with a big, leaky erection between his legs. Not knowing what else to do, and after about a minute of just staring at the shower exit, the shepherd turned and continued his shower. He didn't finish himself off just yet, figuring he'd wear it home and savor it properly.
It wasn't long before he was turning the showerhead off, nabbing up a nearby towel and whisking himself dry. Or as dry as a dog can get with towels. Newly fresh and fluffy, he wrapped the towel around his hips, blushing a little at the slight protrusion his wilting erection made in the fabric, and headed back out to the locker room to get dressed and head home.
He should've been expecting it, but he wasn't. The akita was on the bench in front of his locker, straddling it with his heavy sack resting in the middle and his huge, canid boner still drooling away. There was a collar around his neck now. A heavy, studded deal with a tag on it and a leash clipped to the front. He grinned at Kanic's slightly shocked expression.
The shepherd moved closer after only a moment's hesitation, his erection already starting to reform. The akita sat up, clutching the end of the leash, and when Kanic got close enough, he tucked the handle of it into the soldier's hand, staring up at him with a sly smile and the faintest hints of a blush in his cheek.
"I got an itch, soldier."
Kanic could not have been any more turned on by the jock's silent, willing submission. He held the leash, shifting it to his other hand, then suddenly pulled upward on it, testing this new power he was given by the akita. The bigger dog grunted and jerked his head up in response, briefly lolling his tongue from his grinning mouth.
The leash was held taut for some time, keeping pressure on the jock's neck, before Kanic coupled the gesture with a pull on the collar, prompting the naked dog to get to his feet. Holding him by both leash and collar, Kanic backed up and sat down on the opposite bench, still holding the akita and 'forcing' him into an uncomfortable bend. It made him grunt again. Kanic liked that.
"On yer knees, put yer hands behind your back," the shepherd said with very little preamble, surprised he managed to keep from stuttering or tripping over his words. The akita seemed to sense these nerves and uncertainty, and he complied without protest. Flatting his ears, the big dog slowly dipped down into a crouch, then forward on his knees between the shepherd's spread thighs and put his paws behind his back.
"Atta boy," he praised the akita, reaching into the open locker behind him and pulling out a black jockstrap that he assumed belonged to the dog in front of him. Bending over the jock's shoulder, pressing his towel-clad boner against his chest, the soldier tied the undies so that the akita's wrists were bound behind him, held together by the elastic band of his own jock.
The akita took the treatment in stride, staying quiet aside from a grunt or a whine here and there, or sucking in a breath when his dick spurted pre on the locker room floor. He was immensely turned on, of course, and moreso than ever once the shepherd caught on and started to take the lead. He struggled and pulled on his wrists, both for dramatic effect and to test the soldier's efficiency, which made Kanic grin.
"I got all dried out, so uhh...yer gonna hafta lube me back up," Kanic muttered casually to the prone akita, peeling away the towel and putting the bigger dog face to dick with his impressive package. Another firm grip on the collar pulled him closer, until the dog's nose nudged against the underside of his dick, prompting a small rivulet of pre to drool from his head and leak over the akita's snout.
Playing up his role, the akita glanced uncertainly up at the dog holding his leash, who only grinned and leaned back against the row of lockers, pulled on his bound wrists and whined up at him before starting to rub and nuzzle the shepherd's dick, pushing it back against his belly with his snout and dragging his tongue up the underside. All the way up the underside before circling the tapered head, opening his mouth, and wrapping it around the first few inches of warm, red canine dick.
Even the initial contact made Kanic groan and lean his head back. As the akita sucked and drooled over his newly erect dick, going deeper with each bob, the shepherd leaned back and down, tying and knotting the leash around one of the supports of the bench. His newly free hand tangled itself up in the akita's short hair and guided him through the motions, pushing him down until his lips were smushed against the swelling bulb of his knot and lazily, casually holding him there.
"Get me nice and wet, big guy," Kanic spoke up again, which led to another full-mouthed grunt from the akita as he drooled on and licked the shaft stuffed down his throat, gulping and swallowing each burst of slimy pre directly from the tap. Despite the nonchalant air he was working to put on, the shepherd was thoroughly impressed by the dog's dicksucking ability, and he had to pay very careful attention to not cum when the akita forced his dick against the roof of his mouth and started to bob aggressively.
Curling his toes and arching his back, the shepherd could only take seconds of this attention before he grabbed the back of the akita's collar and pulled him off his dick. The big dog disengaged sloppily, drool connecting his mouth and Kanic's dick and pre dripping from his lolling tongue, but without complaint, now panting and tight through the shoulders, definitely wired and ready to go.
Finding his way inside the locker once more, the shepherd grabbed a pair of socks that might or might not have been dirty, held the akita by the collar, and stuffed them in his mouth. The jock let out a muffled grunt of protest, but Kanic ignored it and sunk them in deep, deep enough to 'keep him quiet'. He was enjoying this position of authority, and the fact that the akita's dick only throbbed all the harder when he did it was just that much more incentive to continue.
Kanic patted the bigger dog on the back and ruffled his ears affectionately before getting to his feet, dribbling pre on top of the akita's head, and taking him under the arms. With a grunt of effort, he bent the cooperative jock forward and over the bench, pushing him down until his ass was up in the air, tail flipped up and the smooth, black pucker between his masculine cheeks totally exposed. He positioned his dick over the big dog's upended butt and gave his knot a squeeze, causing another long stream of pre to spatter the akita's cleft and tailhole. It made him wiggle and grunt, biting down on the socks and clenching his pucker.
With one foot between the akita's and one outside, the shepherd crouched down over the bound, gagged dog and put a hand on his back for stability. He pushed his hips forward and laid his dick length-wise between the dog's ample asscheeks, drooling pre on the curve of his tail and smearing his fur with it, marking his butt with the scent of aroused dog. He pistoned a few times, pushing himself up and down just to make sure the akita got a good feel for what was about to happen. He did, if the eager squirming and huffing was any indication.
"Gonna mount y' real good, pup," Kanic managed to mutter, feeling a bit lame, but pulling back and using his free hand to cup a rumpcheek and pull it apart to grant better access to that snug ring of muscle under the akita's tail. He situated his head against it, jerked forward a couple of times, drooled pre on it, but didn't penetrate. The jock underneath him began to get impatient, first grunting, then starting to whine needily, feeling Kanic teasing him, dragging the head of his dick around the little ring. When neither of them could resist any longer, Kanic leaned forward, bearing his weight down on the dog's back, and opened him up.
He watched as the akita's tailhole bloomed around the penetrative force of his canine shaft, stretching wider and wider as it thickened. He granted the squirming, moaning dog no reprieve, forcing him to slowly accept every single inch until he was filled up and his tailhole was being dimpled in by the shepherd's knot.
The hapless, hopelessly aroused jock wriggled and squeezed his haunches together, constricting around Kanic's leaky dick and adjusting to the feel of being stuffed. He made a show of trying to squeeze the shepherd's cock out of him, but it wasn't hard to tell that he was enamored with the feeling, the friction of being fucked and the warmth being spread throughout him by spurting, drooling precum.
Taking a deep breath, trying to relax so he didn't cum on the spot, the shepherd squeezed the akita's ass and started to fuck him in earnest. Slowly in and out, in and out, watching his dick disappear inside the akita, then reappear as he mounted him. Slow and easy, keeping his breathing under control and staying calm even through watching his knot bump against that tight ass on every thrust.
Each push had the akita arching his back and pushing his ass up in the air, wiggling back and forth, biting down on his mouthful of sock, and staying anything but still and passive as the shepherd stuffed him over and over again. He felt the subtle increase in speed and pressure, knowing that the shepherd could only keep his composure for so long before passion overtook him as well. He knew it was coming, and he was eager for it, staving his own urges to hump long enough to coincide with Kanic's.
Indeed, the soldier started to get a bit more aggressive with the big dog, leaning over him a bit more, pushing him into the bench a bit harder, and it didn't take too long before each jerk of the hips was bouncing the akita's ass higher. Lust was building in the shepherd, despite his efforts to control it, and the jock did everything he could to bring it out of him. He squeezed his cheeks hard, constricting around the shepherd's dick, and raised his hips up to meet Kanic's everytime that big knot pushed against his tailhole.
Kanic shuddered and moaned, drooling on the akita's ass even as he plowed it nearly hard enough to take him off his feet. He stopped for a moment, both to stop the climax and to adjust his positioning. He raised one foot up and planted it on the bench, putting his hips above the jock's and deciding it was time to knot this dog.
"Here it comes, pup," the shepherd mumbled as a warning before sinking back into the akita's stretched tailhole, all the way down to the knot before twisting his hips and pulling back out. This time he crashes down on the akita's prostate and forces his tailhole inward, not hard enough to knot him on a single push, but it's definitely progress. He raises up a second time and repeats the process, making the akita yelp muffledly and squeeze his haunches together, resisting being tied but only for effect. He wanted that knot in him just as badly as Kanic wanted to give it to him.
A third crash had him sunk in deeply enough that he could muscle himself in the rest of the way. Holding the akita by the hips, he bent down low over him, pressing his muzzle against the back of the dog's neck and biting down on his scruff under the collar. He rocked his hips relentlessly, and each thrust brought him a tiny bit closer to knotting the big dog, his muscles very slowly yielding and allowing passage to more and more of the shepherd's knot.
Finally, the akita whimpered and yelped again as Kanic came crashing down on his ass, forcing him into the bench as his tailhole stretched wide enough to allow the knot inside. Kanic didn't rest at all. As soon as his knot was stuffed up the akita's ass, the soldier started to drag it around his insides, warming and slicking his passage with copious pre and enjoying the friction, the feel of himself being gloved and hugged on every level. The pressure was enough to make the akita cum.
It started out quietly, just a brief pause in the squirming under the shepherd, then a shudder and a moan. His ass clenched tight and he started to thrust roughly against the bench, grunting and growling and sinking his teeth into the socks in his mouth as the tension boiled over and he started to unload on the floor between his knees. The contractions rolling over his insides, rippling down Kanic's shaft was enough to make the shepherd gasp and get tossed over the edge himself.
The two dogs came in near unison, Kanic pumping the akita's ass full of hot, sticky seed, and the akita making a mess underneath him. Both knots went rigid and dicks flexed excitedly, the bigger dog's belly even starting to bloat and grow rounded from the sheer amount of spunk the shepherd splattered into him.
After a couple of long, messy orgasms, the canines collapsed, one on top of the other, and enjoyed the afterglow. The akita spit the socks out and panted as he came down and Kanic rested the side of his head between the big dog's shoulder blades. They laid like this for longer than necessary before Kanic popped his knot out of the akita's ass, dabbed his finger on the other dog's leaky dick, and licked it. He let his hands loose as well and draped the akita's jockstrap over his nose.
"I'll see you around, soldier boy. Maybe show ya how a real dog fucks next time," the akita teased him harmlessly, still laid over and leashed to the bench and grinning over his shoulder at the shepherd, who just chuckled and ruffled the big jock's ears.
"I got another few months on base here, so no doubt ya will."
And, grinning, Kanic left the akita to collect himself and get redressed. The shepherd wandered on wobbly legs to his end of the locker room to redress and leave, exhausted but feeling relaxed and mellow after a good, hard workout.