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Looking over his phone again, he swiped over his text messages and looked over to the messages made by “Terry". This is my house's address, I hope you guys can come to meet my new boyfriend. It had been a while since Ron had met his friend Terrance, they had known each other since childhood and while they hadn't seen each other in a while they still kept in contact.

“Man, four months might not be long but things sure can change." The girl sitting in the passenger's seat of Ron's car said.

“You're telling me, to think he'd get lucky to win the freaking lottery." Ron responded. “I wish he told us beforehand, though I guess he was busy with stuff."

“That new boyfriend of his right? Isn't this his first one ever?" She asked.

“Pretty much, he was always kinda shy to ask anyone out. Though I have to wonder just who this mystery boyfriend is?" He wondered as he turned the next street corner. “Hey Lisa, did he ever text you any pics of him with his guy?"

“Course not, he never did for you so why me? Oh wait, I think that's the house number he sent us!" Lisa pointed to the mailbox with the house number they were given. They looked to see that the house their friend lived was absolutely huge, complete with a large yard and a gate on the side to it that led to what looked like a pool in the back. “Holy crap, he did not shrimp out on expenses for this house."

“Well this is the place, let's make our way up." Ron parked in front of the house, the two of them exited the car and made their way up to the front door. “Can't help wondering who this guy is, he has to be special for Terry to just let him move in with him after a few months."

“Well let's just remember to be polite, he did invite us here after all." Lisa said as she knocked on the door. “Let's try to be on our best behavior and not cause a scene. The guy could be a giant for all we know, but we'll still be polite about it."

The two stood in wait by the door until the knob began to turn, slowly it opened up but the two were dumbfounded at what they saw. Right at the front of the door stood a large behemoth of a man, he looked rather annoyed as he stared them down with his thick mustache face that connected to his sideburns. His large chubby belly stretched out the form fitting dress shirt that just didn't fit the man's personality, it looked as if his arms would explode out of the sleeves at any moment. “Yeah? What do you want?" His voice sounded just as pissed off as his face.

“Um… I think we have the wrong house." Ron finally spoke. “Would you happen to know which house belongs to a man named Terrance? Short black hair, about five feet tall?"

The large brute looked at them for a few moments longer before turning his head toward the house's living room. “Hey, Pup! I think these are the friends you were talking about!"

The two looked inside to see another figure make their way over, it was the man in question they were looking for. Their spectacled friend smiled as he made his way to the door. "Ron! Lisa, you guys made it! I'm so glad you came."

"Terry? So this really is your house?" Ron was still surprised by the large brute beside his friend. "So like… did you get yourself a bodyguard too? Or is this..?"

"Yep, that's right." Terry grinned as he took the bigger man's hand in his own. "Guys, I'd like you to meet my boyfriend, Wendell."

"D-Dammit! I told you not to call me that in front of people!" The brute exclaimed.

"It's just my friends silly, besides I like your name Wendell." Terry's words surprised the two, more so as they saw the large Wendell blush brightly.

"I-It's not like I mind it when it's just us, but I don't want anyone else calling me that!" He turned back to glare at the two visitors. "You hear me? You better not call me that! You call me Hogs, understand?"

"Hogs and Pup?" Lisa chuckled at the pet names the two had. "Alright then, that's pretty cute Terry."

"Well, come on in you guys. I got drinks and stuff for everyone."

Terry led the two into the living room, the moment he left to bring refreshments the two were left alone once again with Hogs. Looking at the unusual couple before, they could only guess that Hogs was at least seven feet tall.

"What're you lookin at?" Hogs spoke.

"S-Sorry about that, you just remind me of something." Ron stuttered. "You kinda got this biker gang vibe to ya."

"If you don't mind me asking, just how old are you?" Lisa asked.

"I'm thirty, what of it?" Hogs said with more annoyance in his voice.

"Oh? So you're only five years older than Terry?"

"I honestly thought he was in his forties…" Ron muttered under his breath.

"What was that!?" The big brute rose to his feet as if he was about to attack until he felt a hand at his shoulder.

"Wendell, you promised you'd be good." Terry remarked. "It's just a joke, the way you usually look it's hard not to see you like a biker dad."

"Pfft! Biker dad huh?" The bigger man's personality shifted as he looked towards his boyfriend's smile. "I don't mind if I'm your daddy then, wanna sit on my lap Pup?"

"I can sit just fine on my own, don't worry about me." Terry grinned as he placed a tray of drinks at the living room table. He took one and handed a beer to Hogs before taking a seat beside him. "I know Wendell can be a little rough around the edges, but he's honestly a sweetheart."

"Don't make me sound so soft, Pup! I got a reputation to uphold!" Hogs spoke.

"Your reputation doesn't really mean much here big guy. Or should I mention how you used to be the stay at home maid your first few months here?" The smaller lover teased enough for Hogs to wrap a large arm around his neck.

“Well aren't you a smart little shit today, I could suffocate you in all this beef Pup!" He smirked, ruffling Terry's hair.

“Cut it out, silly!" Terry chuckled, he soon freed himself from the big man's grip and looked towards his friend. “Let me give some proper introductions again. Like I said before, this is my boyfriend, Wendell. Though for his sake you can just call him Hogs. This is Ron, and that's his girlfriend, Lisa. We've been best friends since childhood."

"We sure have, which makes me wonder why you never told us about this guy before." Ron added in.

"Heh, if I told you before then you wouldn't have been surprised." He continued. "I guess that means you guys have plenty of questions now."

“Of course we do, no offense but when anyone looks at you and him together they can't help thinking the same thing." Lisa replied. “You guys are like polar opposites, they say opposites attract but you two seem more to the extreme."

“Well maybe we like the extreme, I don't give a damn what people think about me anyway." Hogs gave a smile as he brought Terry closer to his side. “Pup's all I really need, and his opinion matters way more than anyone else."

“Aww, that's really sweet." She cooed. "Now I gotta ask, how did you two meet?"

"I've been wanting to ask that all day." Ron added.

"Well I could tell you. But I want Hogs to tell the story." Terry's response caught the big guy off guard. "Come on, don't you want to?"

"You're asking me to tell how we met exactly?" Hogs asked.

"Yes, but keep any naughty stuff to yourself ok?" He teased. "No need to tell them all the things I've done alright?"

"So you don't want your friends to know what a naughty puppy you are?" Hogs chuckled. "Fine, but I'm not used to telling stories. So just take it as I tells ya."

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I'm not gonna bullshit this, I wasn't a good person. I don't think I'm that different but getting to the point. I remember where I first met Pup, back in one of my old favorite bars. A sleazy joint, buncha assholes would come there, drink, and try to pick up some girls to fuck around with. And I wasn't any different.

“Hey Hogs! Was waiting for your fat ass." One of the guys I hung out with called me over to the bar. “What took you so long to get here?"

“I had to grab some extra cash, though luckily I found someone willing to donate." Hogs pulled out a couple hundred bucks. “The first few drinks are on me tonight."

I'm not gonna lie, I wasn't some good guy. I didn't give a damn about having a job where people tell me what to do. So I got cash by shaking up people who looked like they had the dough. My friends didn't care, but it's not like they were saints either.

It's why we got along so easily, just drinking and finding any easy targets to fuck.

“Oh, that waitress over there is a babe." Clyde grinned as he watched the girl serving drinks in short shorts and a tank top. “I think she'd be down for some fun."

The other man, Rocko, nudged at Hogs for a response. “Hey Hogs, have you found a guy for yourself yet?"

“Shut up, this sorta thing is an art ya know?" The guys didn't care that I was gay, even if they did I'd kick their asses. While they were checking out the girls at the bar, I was looking for any easy looking guys. They usually had some twinkish looking guys who wanted to cruise at the bar for some fun, and that's when I met Pup.

You should've seen how he looked back then, he was like a deer in headlights wondering what was going on. I had never seen a guy look so out of place at a damn bar of all places!

He was a lost pup in every sense of the word. And back then, he was my kinda target. So when he sat down, I made my move and walked over to his table.

“Well hey there!" Hogs called out, scaring the pup in question from his thoughts. “Sorry if I scared ya, you looked like this was your first time at a shitty bar like this."

“Um, y-yes… but I wouldn't really call it shitty." He smiled even when flustered. “A friend told me I should try and get out more, so I thought I'd try out a bar… even though I'm not much of a drinker."

“Well, first time for everything right?" Hogs didn't wait for a response as he sat down beside his Pup, keeping him from escaping the table. “The name's Hogs, how about I treat you to a couple of drinks?"

“Thank you so much, my name is Terrance. Please, call me Terry."

He didn't even act suspicious of me, can you believe that? Here I was, this big hulking beast of muscle who just sat down and offered him a drink out of nowhere, and he just smiles and happily accepts it like it was nothing! I just thought that made him an easier prize to me.

Pup just seemed happy to be there, talking about how he never saw the inside of a bar before, or the fact he nearly choked on his first beer. I had some good laughs at that, but I was looking for way more. So when he decided to use the bathroom, I went and followed a few minutes later.

“So, Pup. I've been meaning to ask." Hog said, just as Terry left a toilet stall.

“Pup?" Terry questioned the name.

“Why is it you came to this shitty bar anyway?" He asked, watching him wash his hands in the sink.

“I don't think it's shitty, and I mentioned before that I wanted to go to a bar for the first time." Terry told.

“That's bullshit and you know it, I can tell you were looking for something else." Hogs kept his gaze as he walked over to a nearby urinal. “I could tell from the way you were looking at me, you were definitely liking what you were seeing."

“Huh? I-I wasn't looking at anything, you must've been im...magining things…" Terry's eyes widened as he gazed at Hog, the large man grinning as he looked back with his fly open. His fat cock held in his hands and shook it to catch his attention.

“You sure about that, Pup? Cause it looks like you like what you see." Hogs pointed out, he gave a few more tugs just to see the smaller man blush and gestured to him to come closer. “Wanna give it a touch?"

“I-I don't know if I…"

“C'mere Pup." It was just the two of them in that bathroom, so Hog didn't care about keeping his voice down. Terry slowly stepped closer, his blush growing darker as he inched slowly towards Hogs until the bigger man reached out and pulled him by the wrist to have him touch his dick. The thick appendage throbbed at his touch, growing larger by the minute until it amassed to its full eight inches. “Your trembling, Pup. You like it?"

“U-Um…" Terry stuttered, simply nodding slowly to respond to the larger man.

“Good… cause Hogs wants to give it to ya." Hogs stretched his hand for the back of Terry's head and pulled him into a smoldering kiss.

When I saw that look in his eyes, I knew I had Pup right where I wanted him. I was going to enjoy wrecking his tight little ass, I was planning to have him take me to his house, fuck him good and hard, and finally steal however much of his money I could.

But… something happened the next day.

When I woke up, I found myself naked in this big comfy bed. I was in a bedroom I didn't remember being in, and things felt weird.

“Why is my ass… throbbing so much?" Hogs slowly stood to his feet, rubbing his oddly sore behind as he took a better look at the room he was in. It seemed a simple but large room, dresser, closet, TV, and from the nearby window he could see a line of houses in what seemed like a suburbia. “How the hell did I get in the suburbs? And… is that bacon?"

He could smell the bacon in question as he made his way in the direction of the kitchen. The smell became stronger as he could smell the addition of sausages and even pancakes cooking, and there in the middle of cooking was that same easy catch he met at the bar. Terry stood there, smiling as he flipped another pancake into a plate when he noticed the sound of footsteps.

“Oh, good morning! I hope you're hungry, cause I made-Wendell!?" Terry turned but quickly took a double take when he saw Hogs standing naked. “I don't have any windows open, but you should at least put some underwear on!"

“Underwear? What's going on? And the fuck did you just call me?" Hogs questioned.

“What do you mean? I just called you, Wendell." He responded.

“Yeah, and where the hell did you get that name?"

“Oh, your ID dropped out of your pocket last night. I picked it up and saw your name." Terry flipped the last pancake and stacked it atop another plate. “I made sure to make plenty today, so feel free to have your fill, Wendell."

“Will you stop calling me that!" Hogs grabbed Terry by his shirt, almost scaring him from the sudden pull from the kitchen stove. “My name is Hogs, understand? Call me that again, and you'll be saying it with a dozen less teeth."

“Why are you so upset? I think Wendell is a really cute name."

“C-Cute?"

“Mind putting me down now? I can give you your plate at the table"

I still had no clue what was going on, I was still in the house of the Pup I was planning to just fuck and rob. But instead of that, that same Pup was cooking me breakfast and even found out my real name.

Anyone who called me Wendell would've had their asses kicked, but instead I just let him down and sat at his dining room table… eating a stack of pancakes and bacon. And that table looked expensive as hell, just as much as all the other stuff in the house.

“How the hell do you afford all of this?" Hogs questioned.

“Oh um, well…" Terry took a seat across the table when he was asked that, his eyes darting off nervously before looking back to Hogs. “Okay, I'll tell you. But promise not to tell anyone alright?"

“You're asking me to make a promise? What are you a kid?" Hogs just stared him down, watching as Terry stared back with a rather pleading look in his eyes. He sighed and scarfed down another bite of pancakes. “Fine, whatever. I'll promise to you then."

“Okay, so kinda like going to the bar yesterday. A month ago, I went ahead and tried playing the lottery." Terry paused, waiting to see a reaction to no avail. “And I won."

“Heh, must've been something then. How much did you get, a couple thousand?" He asked as he drank a glass of orange juice.

“Twenty five million." Terry's answer caused the larger man to spit out his drink in a huge spray across the table. “I was hoping for that reaction! Surprising huh?"

“How much does this house cost?" Hogs questioned.

“Um, at least 250,000? Then there was getting some of the furniture, and also fixing the house up so…." He silently calculated the costs of all the house and responded again. “Oh! It was about 400 thousand all together."

“Goddamn, that barely scratched it." Hogs said, still rather surprised by it. “Why not get yourself a mansion instead of being in the fucking burbs?"

“I don't wanna use too much, I like having a simple house like this anyway." Terry chuckled, blushing brightly as he looked back to Hogs. “So um, I never really said it yet but… I really had a great time yesterday."

“Heh, I bet you did." He smirked. “I guess it was a good fuck… weird I don't remember it. Still surprised you can walk, your ass must've been hurting."

“Huh?"

“With a fat hog as big as mine, you'll definitely be aching for more." Hogs boasted more, but soon noticed the confused expression on Terry's face. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

“Well, I wasn't the one who bottomed last night. Don't you remember?" Terry's answer caused Hogs to stare back dumbfounded. “I mean it was really nice, it was a pretty special first time for me."

I must've been more drunk than I thought that night, I could barely remember anything that happened. But the more I felt that dull throbbing from my ass… the more I knew that he fucked my ass pretty hard.

Nobody's ever fucked me before, so how the fuck did that little Pup do it even when I'm drunk?

“Wendell? You got quiet all of a sudden, are you ok?" Terry asked, his question left unanswered as Hogs stood up to walk over to his seat. The larger man used his strength to lift Terry up with ease. “U-Um, Wendell? You're kinda making me nervous, is something wrong?"

“Drop your pants." He stated.

“What!?"

“I said drop'em!" Hogs growled, he took it upon himself to grab Terry's Pajama pants and threw them down to his ankles. The naked brute's eyes widened, the little pup he caught was anything but “little". Even when flaccid, Terry's dick was almost the same size as his. “Holy fuck, Pup!"

“U-Um, can I put my pants back on?" Terry pleaded, his face bright red in embarrassment. The blush only grew brighter as Hogs ignored him and grabbed his cock, stroking his shaft in his large hand. “W-Wendell wait, we're in the k-kitchen…"

“My name is Hogs, you better remember that Pup!" Hogs stated, his hand continuing to stroke at Terry's dick. “You got a pretty good dick on ya, but I wanna see just how hard it gets. Come on, show Hogs how hard it gets." He worked his pup over, stroking his cock more and watching as the shorter man moaned and trembled in his hand. Soon Terry began to lean on him, his face a blushing mess as his heated breath blew on Hog's pierced nipple. The big brute lightly jumped as he felt the pup's tongue lap at his pierced tit, he did enjoy it however, putting a hand over his new pup's head and smothering him in his chest to let the suckling continue. “Mmm, that's a good puppy. Get all hard for Hogs, lick and suck on that tit too."

Terry whimpered into the fat breast, he nursed upon the erect nipple lapping at its piercing with a sudden eagerness he didn't have before. Hogs was enjoying this more than he thought, even he was getting hard from all the nursing he was getting. It didn't take long for his cock to grow at a throbbing eight inches, he felt its head rubbing against Terry's shirt, slowly coating it in a trail of precum. “There we go, Pup. Now let's see just how big you-holy shit!" Hogs stared in disbelief, the pup's cock throbbing in his hand was huge. Putting it close to his own, it ended up beating him by two inches. A whopping ten inch cock was humping in his hand. “How the hell did that thing get in my ass?"

“Mmm?" Terry looked up to see the surprised look on Hogs face. “I-Is something wrong, We-I mean, Hogs?"

“N-No! You definitely got a good mouth on ya thats for sure, how about you use it on something else?" Hogs suggested.

“Something else? Like what?" Terry asked as the larger brute pushed him back to his chair. Pushing the empty food plate away, Hogs leaned against the table and presented his fat hairy ass to him.

“Come on, Pup. I want your tongue in my ass, give it a good rimming for me, understand?" Hogs goaded him by spreading his cheeks, showing the dark hole to the horny pup. “Well? Get to it!"

“O-Okay! I will!"

I still didn't remember how it happened, but there was no way I was letting that monster fuck my ass again. Still, that doesn't mean I don't enjoy someone eating my ass out. And fuck did it feel good when he buried his face in there, he was a puppy desperate for food and made sure to get what he wanted.

“Oh that's it… fuck that's a good tongue! Come on and bury it deeper!" Hogs moaned out, he grabbed the back of Terry's head and buried him deeper into his ass. “Really good tongue puppy, get that hole good and wet!"

“I-I think it's ready now…" Terry pulled away to breathe, panting heavily as he stood up to grab at Hog's hips.

“Ready? Wait a minute, Pup. You better not be thinking of-!?" Hogs could feel that monster cock rubbing between his cheeks. He tried to push Terry away, but the pup pushed forward as he pushed back, the result causing the dick's bulbous head to plunge right into the lubed up hole. “Fuck!" Hogs moaned out, his nails scratching at the table as he felt more of the pup's shaft enter him.

“S-Sorry it… i-it just feels so good!" Terry purred, his hips pushing further until he was hilted deep inside the larger brute. “Plus you said that… I-I should do this."

“I said it!?" Hogs tried to shout, but a sudden moan took its place as the monster cock pulled out and rammed itself back in.

“Last night you… y-you said I should always just… fuck you whenever you had your ass out. I-I didn't wanna say no to you so…" Terry whimpered, his hips began to go faster as he watched those hairy asscheeks jiggle with each thrust.

How fucking drunk was I? Hogs thought, here he was bent over a table with the guy he planned to fuck and steal from pounding into his ass. He should've pushed him off and kicked his ass, but his body was beginning to remember last night's pleasure with each thrust into his prostate. “Shit! Fuck! FUCK!" He moaned out with each hit, the pup's cock was opening him wide. At this point it felt like his insides would take the shape of that massive fuckstick. And he was starting to love it. “Ngh! D-Deeper… push that fucking cock deeper!" Hogs called out for more, his ass pushing back to each thrust that drove him deeper into pleasure.

“W-Wendell! You feel so amazing!" Terry cried out, he leaned onto Hogs' back humping ferally into his ass like a wild animal in heat. His cock throbbed wildly against the warm walls, ready to blow at any moment as he pushed his giant lover to his limits.

“Fuck give me it! Gimme that cock!" Hogs was surprised for how much he was begging for more. His hands reaching to pinch at his tits, tugging his nipple piercings that was driving him crazy. His cock was drooling pre underneath the table, but as the next couple of thrusts nail into him his body tenses up and the thick hog between his legs begins to explode. “H-Holy shit!" He moans in complete surprise, never has he ever come handsfree in his life. His balls were getting drained and his insides squeezed onto the cock still inside him.

“Ah! I'm gonna cum! I-I'm gonna cum!" Terry moaned out, thrusting as much as he could as his orgasm hit. Hogs could feel the monster cock hilt deep inside of him as it exploded, the hot cum filling deep into his ass sending chills throughout his entire body. The two stood there, lost in their afterglow for a moment. Terry sighed, smiling softly as he gently caressed Hogs back. “That was… really amazing, Wendell. Heh, you were more into it than last night even."

“Stop fucking… forget it." Hogs sighed, too tired to even reprimand the pup still inside of him. He still couldn't believe that happened, not to mention how good it felt to him. “Pup, get out already will ya?"

“Hm, I could." Terry smiled playfully. “But only if you can answer two questions for me."

“Are you serious?" He questioned in disbelief.

“I've been curious, why do you keep calling me a Pup?" Terry asked.

Hogs sighed, tapping his finger against the able. “You get all nervous about stuff, then you get all excited. You're like an overeager puppy, happy now?"

“I will be if you say you'll go out with me today," Terry added. “I thought it would be nice to hang out after having breakfast together."

“Are you actually asking me out?" Hogs inquired.

“You… don't want to?"

Pup was literally balls deep in my ass, and yet I could feel the puppy dog eyes he was hitting me with from behind. This was literally out of left field and I didn't know what the fuck to do, but I started thinking about it more. I didn't want this kid telling anyone he got at my ass, but at the same time I couldn't help this new itch to try more of this. I guessed if anything, I could use him as a personal dildo and I could still try and steal his cash.

“Alright fine, guess I don't have anything else to do-aiyee!" Hogs yelped out as the pup quickly withdrew from his ass in excitement.

“Really? Thank you, Wendell! Oh man it's gonna be so much fun!" Terry beamed with happiness as the bigger brute turned to him rubbing his sore ass. “I was thinking about what to do, like we can see a movie and then get some dinner at this great restaurant I've looked up. Oh wait, it's supposed to be dinner then a movie right? Well how do you like to do it, Wendell?"

“It's Hogs, not Wendell!" He corrected Terry.

“But I like your name, Wendell." Terry's compliment only made Hogs sigh more.

“Fine Pup, you can call me that. But only if it's just between us."

His eyes were beaming even more at me, I swear it felt like he was wagging a tail in excitement if he had one. After that day, the Pup began taking me out to a buncha different places. Hanging out at parks, malls, buying food and stuff. I just followed him wherever, mostly in it for the sex and the money. He wouldn't stop asking me about things, like what I liked, any of my favorite places, favorite foods.

I didn't really pay much attention to it all at first, but then the next couple of days Pup began to surprise me. He'd get me songs from my favorite metal bands, he'd take me to this joint with my favorite food, Pup even took me to this bench I told him I liked to chill in at night. Nobody ever paid attention to the things I liked before, so I was… surprised.

“Hey Hogs, wake up man!" Hogs woke up from his daze to find himself back at his usual bar, his two friends looking at him questioningly. “What's with you lately? It's been two weeks since you played that guy before, and we've hardly seen you since then."

“I've just been busy, big whoop." Hogs responded. “So what? Not like you've done anything great."

“Says you, fatass. Just check it out." Rocko reached into his pocket, and he pulled out what looked like a ticket. One that Hogs eyes widened to after realizing what it is. “Hehe, how's this for great?"

“What the hell, you got a ticket for the Death March concert next week!?" Hogs exclaimed. “Shit, I thought those were sold out?"

“Well if you weren't doing whatever the hell you were up to the past weeks, you coulda come with me to wait in line to get one." He smirked, waving the ticket around before returning it to his pocket. “Well don't worry, I'll be sure to let you know how the concert was. Maybe I can even get an autograph by Death March."

“Asshole, I wish I managed to win that auction for VIP tickets." Clyde groaned in his drink. “Some prick online raised a good 2 thousand for them, nobody was gonna try to out pay that."

“Well damn, who the hell would pay that much for a pair of tickets?" Hogs wondered.

“Hogs!" The sudden voice caused Hogs to do a double take as Terry waved at him from the bar's entrance. “There you are, I had a feeling you would be here."

“Wait, ain't that the guy you were planning to fu-!?"

“Hey! Lookit you, finding me back here." Hogs shouted as he pulled the pup close enough to whisper to him. “Why the hell are you here!? Didn't I tell you to call before meeting me?"

“Sorry Wen-Hogs, I meant Hogs. I wanted to give you something special though!" Terry smiled as he quickly dug into his pockets. “Hang on, I know it's here. Which pocket is it?"

“What's with this guy, Hogs?" Clyde questioned.

“Look you can show me later tonight, so can you please just-!?" Hogs and his friends looked up completely dumbfounded, as Terry pulled out a pair of gold tickets from his pockets. “Those tickets… t-those are…"

“No way, the prick who paid 2 thousand for VIP tickets was you!?" Said Clyde

“That's right! I wasn't sure how much I'd have to bid to get these, but I'm definitely glad I did." Terry answered politely.

“Are you that stupid? Why the hell would you pay that much for these?" Hogs questioned him again.

“Well for you silly," He added. “You told me how much you loved Death March, they're your favorite band next to Someed and Sombria. So when I heard they were having a concert I went online and saw these tickets being auctioned off."

“You mean you… you bid all that cash… for me?" Hogs stumbled his words in complete disbelief, unsure how he should respond after getting such a gift.

“Of course I would, I love making you happy Hogs. And this is just another way to do that." Terry smiled, placing the tickets back in his pocket. “I know it's in a week from now, but maybe you can teach me more about the band. Should I wear something to go with the concert? I've been listening to more of their music now too so I'll be sure to join in the songs when you do."

That right then was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me, Pup wanted nothing else but to make me happy. And what did I do to deserve that? I treated him like an easy guy to fuck around with and get money from. To say I felt like shit was a complete understatement.

“Oh hey, if you like some help on that. I can show you some of the stuff you'll expect at the concert." Rocko suggested, his arm wrapping around Terry's shoulder as he gestured to the bar's entrance. “I can show you in the alley behind the bar even, it'll be real quick."

“H-Hey, wait a second…"

“Really? I'd appreciate that a lot." Terry thanked him as he looked back to Hogs. “We'll be right back, Hogs. No need to worry, okay?"

“I.." Hogs just watched as the two exited the bar, a sudden blush hit his face as he thought back to the act of kindness that the pup always gave him. He always treated him right and was happy just to see him happy.

“So that's what you were up to these past weeks." Clyde bumped Hogs shoulder with a grin to his face. “To think you were leading that idiot for this long, he's head over heels over ya. Hard to believe with such an ugly mug."

“The fuck you say?" He growled back at him.

“Relax will ya? Sides, he should have gotten the tickets by now anyway." He assured him. “Talk about stupid huh? Showing off those tickets like nothing was gonna happen. I bet he'll beat within an inch of his life if he doesn't give them quietly."

“What did you say?"

“He's probably gonna be a bloodied mess, I just hope he doesn't stain those tickets with his-!?" Before Clyde could finish his sentence, Hogs quickly smashed his fist dead center into his nose. The whole bar grew silent with nothing but the former friend's painful cries. “God fucking dammit, broke my fucking nose! What the hell, Hogs!?"

I just rushed out of the bar as fast as I could, turning over to the alleyway behind to find where Pup would be. With it being dark the way it was, I could barely see a damn thing. Luckily, he wasn't exactly quiet when defending himself.

“I-I won't give them up!" Terry cried out. “They're for me and Hogs to use, so just leave me alone!"

“Just fork them over dammit, you think Hogs would actually go with some chump like you?" Rocko growled, pulling Terry by his hair. “He just wanted your money, it's how he always is."

“You're wrong!" Terry groaned, he managed to pull away and fall back against a brick wall. “You don't know a thing about Hogs! He might be rough around the edges and he acts like nothing phases him. But deep down he's a really good guy, and I won't let you bad mouth him!"

“Oh really? So where is he huh? Where's that good guy you're praising so much?"

“He's right here, asshole." Hogs kicked the thug from behind, pushing him away from Terry as he looked back at him in surprise.

“Hogs, you… came for me?" He asked, causing the big bearded brute to blush right in front of him.

“W-Well, I'm not letting these idiots push you around Pup." Hogs told, he noticed the bruises on Terry's face and pulled him over to his side. “You hear that? You best leave him alone from now on."

“What the hell, Hogs? What's with you!?" Rocko questioned.

“Didn't you hear me?" He pulled his Pup closer to his side to prove his point. “This is my Pup, and if you keep bullying him. Imma kick your ass from here to next week!"

“What is your deal, man? You fuck this guy's ass and now you're his bitch?"

“Who are you callin a bitch? Just because I'm the one getting fucked!?" Hogs proclaimed, his former friend looked at him in disbelief. “That's right you heard me! My Pup here has a monster between his legs and I fucking love it, just as much as I love him! So beat it, before I take my frustrations and fuck your ass!"

With the big brute growling at him, the thug simply ran off back toward the bar. Hogs face was blushing more, but not as much as his Pup's face was right now. “L-Look, I'm sorry about those assholes. Those guys are um… well they weren't… exactly wrong about me…"

“Nope, they were definitely wrong." Terry smiled, hugging at the bigger man's side. “I know you better than anyone, Wendell."

“I don't even mind you calling me that now… at least if it's just us together." He scratched the back of his head bashfully. “Hey look, speaking of those guys. I was also sorta rooming with them. But after breaking one of their noses, I doubt they'll want me around so…"

“You can live with me, if you like?" Terry suggested. “But you're gonna have to follow some rules if you want to."

“Follow rules?"

“If you're gonna end up a stay at home boyfriend, the least you can do is clean up around the house," Terry added. “You never seem to have money of your own, so I could help find you a job. Until then you'll be my maid."

“You are not calling me that!" Hogs responded, leading the two of them out of the alleyway. “Say that again and I'll really give your ass a pounding. But in case those guys try anything stupid, or anyone else for that matter… Maybe we should make sure they know you're my Pup. How about a tattoo? I might get one myself."

“Okay, but I get to choose where you put it." Terry smiled as he snuggled closer into his boyfriend's arm. “Oh hey, Wendell?"

“Yeah Puppy?"

“I love you too."

Ever since then, I've been living here with my Puppy. Spent the first two months just chilling about here, then the Pup got me a job where he works as security which works perfectly for me. And since then, I've never looked back on my old life.

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“And that's how Pup and I got together." Hogs finished, taking a drink of his bear after such a long story. “Happy now? I didn't mention any sex stuff either… least out loud."

“Even though I know you wanted to, thanks for keeping your word Wendell." Terry hugged his blushing boyfriend's arm, embarrassing the large brute more.

“Aww, how cute. You two are pretty precious together too." Lisa complimented. “Thank you for the story, Hogs. I guess under all that muscle is an adorable piglet."

“The hell was that?" Hogs was ready to tell her off when he felt Terry pull at his cheek.

“Behave." He told, slowly calming him down.

“Muscles can't hide who really wears the pants in this relationship." Ron chuckled. “By the way, Terry. Hogs mentioned you guys getting tattoos, so what did you get?"

“Hehehe, you wanna see?" Pulling up his sleeve, Terry showed off his bare arm and revealed a dog collar tattooed on it with the words “Hogs' Pup" written inside of it. “Looks great right? I really like it."

“I gotta say, you might be a miracle worker Hogs." Ron responded. “As long as I knew him, Terry wouldn't even get his ear pierced much less get a tattoo."

“Yeah well, after getting to choose how it looked… I thought it would be really nice." Terry grinned. “It makes it better because we can match with our tattoos too."

“Oh wow, it's getting dark already?" Lisa pointed out the window and noticed the night sky outside. “Well, we shouldn't stay in your hair for too long. We'll go ahead and let ourselves out."

“I'm really glad you guys came, I'm glad you all like Wendell too." Terry smiled, leading them back to the front door. “Hey, maybe we can have a double date sometime. What do you think?"

“Sounds fun, long as Hogs here doesn't feel too embarrassed with all the secrets you tell me about." Lisa teased, seeing the big brute blush at the thought.

“Alright enough teasing, we'll see you later Terry. Don't be a stranger, and once again great job on the boyfriend. He's definitely a great catch." Ron congratulated his friend, shaking his hand only to pull Terry into a hug.

“Thank you, you guys get home safely." As Terry watched as Ron began to make his way to the car, he noticed how Lisa was still by the door smiling.

“Hey, just between us. What kind of tattoo did Hogs get, and where did he put it?" She asked.

Terry couldn't help but smirk as he raised a finger over his lips. “That secret stays between us, sorry."

“Oooh, I getcha. You have a good night." She winked, hugging Terry tight before making her way out.

Terry gave one more wave of goodbye as his friends left, happy to see that they were accepting of his new boyfriend. The moment he closed the door however, he turned to see Hogs immediately rip his shirt open. “Fuck! Man, that is so much better!" He sighed in relief as his belly and tits were out in the open.

“Wendell, that shirt looked really good on you! What if some of the buttons flew off doing that?" Terry argued.

“I only wore the stupid thing for you and your friends, you know this kinda stuff isn't my style." Hogs sighed as he flopped back onto the couch.

“I know, and thank you for doing that for me. You really didn't-Wendell!" He blushed deeply, his boyfriend splayed on the couch with his shirt open revealing the big brute had been wearing a harness the whole time. The leather hugging against his breasts showing them off more as he teased at a pierced nipple. “Y-You were really wearing that the whole time?"

“Damn right I was, I know what my Pup really likes me wearing." Hogs grinned, standing up and turning to face the couch. “I know what he likes eating too."

“Hehe, yeah… yeah you do." Terry cooed as he watched his big lover drop his pants, the big brute along with the harness had been going commando the entire day. He spread his asscheeks open to reveal his eager pucker, and right under his hands the words “Pup's Hole" were tattooed on each cheek. Just seeing that delicious looking hole was making the eager pup drool. “And I really do…"

“Your food is right here for ya." Hogs smirked, giving his ass a teasing shake. “Be a good little puppy and eat what Hogs is giving to ya."

Taking off his glasses and shirt, Terry eagerly knelt between the musky smelling ass. Aside from the smell, the hole was perfectly clean to dig into, and he hungrily did just that. Hogs moaned deeply, trembling as he felt that familiar tongue lapping against his hole. He loved how his puppy would lap around hole, coating his ass completely in drool. “That's it puppy, slobber over that ass real good." He pressed his ass together, squishing his pup deeper into his ass.

Terry moaned into his lover's hole, pushing his tongue as deep as he could into his insides. Hogs purred in pleasure as he could feel that thick appendage working him over. “Fuck Pup, I dunno what I love more. That cock of yours or your tongue." His response gained a smack to his behind as Terry pulled out from his ass to breathe.

“What about just loving me?" He argued.

“Heh, that is a given puppy. They're all a part of you after all, and I love every bit of you." Hogs grinned as he spread his cheeks out more. “Now come on, time to get that monster up in there. Hogs wants that big pup cock up his ass."

Terry didn't have to be asked twice, he slipped out of his pants and grabbed at Hog's hips. His cock slipped between his cheeks, stroking against them for a moment before he positioned his head against his target. Hogs bit his lip as he felt that fat head push into his hole, his body sent a chill of pleasure down his spine every time that cock plunged into his insides. “Come on, Pup. Breed your hog, make me squeal!" He ordered, practically begged for it with how his voice cracked. After so many months of it, Hogs was practically addicted to his Pup's cock.

Soon the living room became a chorus of moans, Terry's hips smacking against his big lover's asscheeks as they jiggled with each thrust. Hogs was pushing back into each thrust, impaling himself on that monster dick and making it plunge deeper. “Oh Hogs! I love how good you feel… fucking you… feels so good!" The whimpering pup called out in pleasure, his hips speeding up as his cock rammed into Hogs again and again like a speeding piston.

“Fuck don't stop! Ram that cock deeper, make my insides in the shape of that fucking cock!" Hogs squealed, he felt his pup lean on his back and watched as his hands grabbed his breasts from behind. He loved how Terry would do this, the pinching and tugging of his tits just driving him wilder. “Fuck yes! Better get ready for later Pup, you're sucking these tits dry after this!"

“Yes! I wanna… wanna suck on them so bad!" Terry moaned out, his cock throbbing wildly as his release was getting closer. “Hogs! Oh god I'm close!"

“Fill me up, Pup! Cream that hole up real good!" Hogs was drooling, squeezing on his pup's cock to make him blow his load faster impaling himself to make it happen. Soon he finally got what he wanted, Terry howling in his orgasm as his monster dick exploded, filling Hogs to the brim with his hot cum. “Fuck that's it! That's! Fucking! It!" Soon he was giving his own orgasmic scream, his fat cock between his legs cumming hands free and spraying his load against the couch with each thrust his pup gave him.

Soon the two were spent, Terry panting against his lover's back as Hogs kept them from falling onto the couch. “That was… amazing, Wendell." He swooned, panting heavily.

“Damn right it was, now come on out Pup." Hogs told, his body jolted as he felt that cock exit from his hole. He turned around and fell onto the couch, patting his belly for his pup to come over. “I'll clean up my mess later, but I know my Pup's still hungry. So come on and get your milk."

“Hehehe, okay." Terry smiled, crawling on top of his loving brute and resting his head against his breast. “I love you, Hogs." He purred as he began to nurse on the pierced nipple in front of him.

Hogs cooed at the pleasure that simple gesture gave him, his big hand rested atop his lover's head, stroking his hair as they enjoyed their afterglow together. “I love you too, puppy."