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Dudley Puppy, the famous T.UF.F. agent was tired from another hard day of stakeouts and epic fights. The white furred canine carried an air of relief as he retired to hom to his apartment. But as soon as he opened the door, the agent was hit with a wave of raw male musk, the mixed scent of both him and his roommate. The smells hung heavy in the air, birthed from the two canines that lived there. Even when they stepped out for their respective jobs, their scents lingered long after they were gone. They would soon combine and fester into something stronger than its individual parts.

Taking a deep breath of the heady scent, Dudley exhaled, making a deep sound of enjoyment. As he continued past the small living room towards their shared bedroom, the scent only grew stronger and upon opening the bedroom door, the thick fog of musk was strongest, coming straight from the source; the many sweaty shirts, pants and even underwear that were lazily tossed and piled up in the corners in the room both by his and Duke's accord.

Dudley himself couldn't stop his nose from twitching. Picking up frequent doses of his and his roommate's scents, the huffing canine was powerless against the sudden twitching of his sheath and extension of his cock that hid within. This always happened, even after a whole year of this, the canine couldn't keep himself from growing excited at the manly smells that permeated the four cramped walls.

He didn't have much trouble finding something that could help him take care of his throbbing need. It was as simple as leaning down and lifting the jockstrap that was clearly Duke's from the floor. The band was wide, much too wide for himself, but perfectly suited to the other's canine's large hips. He held it while he practically threw himself on his own bed.

Acting on his desire right away, Dudley flipped the garment over and got a feel for it. A gasp left his muzzle as he realized it was still slightly damp, a clear sign that it was recently worn. Daring to investigate further, the canine gasped again as he touched something wet and sticky. Thick and glistening in thin streaks, Duke's cum was easily seen.

His cock rock solid and jetting a thin line of precum that oozed down his underside, the canine was now trembling as he could no longer contain himself. Touching the pouch of the jockstrap once again, Dudley's thumb became wet and sticky from the still warm substance that clung to the fabric. That only excited him even more, now the canine was desperate for relief and the garment that he held onto. Dudley's heart began to race and his nose burned with a hunger to inhale something stronger.

Wrapping his paw around his length and shuddering against the sensation, Dudley pumped his fist up and down. While he did that there came another bout of deep sniffing as the jockstrap grew closer to his nose. Now right before his flaring nostrils and his peering eyes, Dudley got a clear view of everything. The cum was indeed fresh and pungent, a slight warmth radiating from the gooey splotches. The jockstrap itself had clearly been worn for multiple days. While the outer borders were a dingy white, further towards the center, the color was gradually becoming darker, soon developing into a dark yellow at the center, just barely seen behind the layer of dog spunk. A deep whiff revealed even more than what he could see. It was faint but certainly there, the subtle reek of piss that was overpowered by musky cum.

Succumbing to the odors before him, the excited agent bit the bullet and shoved his muzzle into the wide jock, making a comical sound as he inhaled, deep and slow. In an instant, a thick, sticky layer coated his large, black nose. The scents clung to his muzzle, only intensifying his lust even more. Taking more sniffs made his tail wag. Heady and sour, his mouth watered, becoming lightheaded from the pure, unfiltered stink travelling up his nose and fogging his mind. Throbbing in his palm, more thick spurts of precum oozed from the pink, pointed tip, matting the fur of his fingers.

Leaning back and pressing the rank jockstrap even closer against his nose, Dudley laid back on his bed and let himself get lost in the overwhelming stink. Deep muffled moans came from him as he huffs and pumped his cock even faster and harder. He could feel his climax approaching as his mind began to form ideas. Rather than focusing on the scent alone, Dudley's mind was now conjuring scenarios that would have caused such a scent and strings of cum that decorated the jockstrap in the first place.

The first thing that popped into the jerking canine's mind was roommate's fat sheath, dripping with a mix of sweat and the light remnants of piss that got trapped in the plump pouch. Those heavy balls that rested underneath, bouncing and smearing their scent against the thin fabric. It wasn't hard for Dudley to imagine himself nestled between Duke's legs, taking heavy, long winded whiffs of the chubby dog's musk. Coming straight from the source, it was bound to be even stronger. He could see himself pressing his nose against the furry orbs, taking shallow whiffs, and running his tongue along them.

Acting out the fantasy playing out in his head, Dudley stuck out his tongue, dragging it against the filthy fabric. Savoring the bitter, musky flavors. The thick cum was still warm and it coated his tongue in a thick, salty sensation. Now, the edge of his climax was approaching as his mind was drifting to other areas of his friend's body. His muzzle sandwiched between the heavier dog's arm and side, wedged deep into a sweaty pit. Drips of sweat and damp hairs leaving a sheen of smelly perspiration to coat his nose. His thoughts only evolved further, going as far to envision himself dragging his tongue against the hot, wet space.

It was too much for the canine to take. Dudley's lust was full blown and the pulsing of his cock was at its strongest. Letting out another deep groan, the huffing agent reached his peak, a sharp bolt of pleasure racing through his body as he came thick, white ropes against his own chest, the fluids clearly seen against his trademark black shirt. Panting heavily, Dudley lifted the rank fabric from his nose, watching it peel from his snout, leaving behind thick, gooey ropes.

It was only after his orgasm tapered out that Dudley's ears flick. He heard a familiar deep chuckle. With a small gasp, the panting canine looked over at his roommate, Duke. The black and white, heavyset dog had just returned from his own job at a local farm. His work entailed a lot of hard work out into the open fields with a hot sun beaming down on him most of the day. Naturally, the chubby pooch would come home hot and heaty, the product of all his efforts made themselves known in the form of a thick, acrid aura.

"I knew I left that somewhere," Duke smirked, looking at his jockstrap still held in his friend's paw. "Used it as a rag this morning. Glad the stuff didn't go to waste."

Just like Dudley, Duke also had an interest in scents. When the agent was gone and he had the day off, the chubby canine would often treat himself to the scents of his toned friend. It was just that morning when Dudley was fast asleep on his bed, on the other side of the small room, that Duke kept his moans down while he pumped at his thick cock, taking long sniffs at one of Dudley's black shirts, never getting enough of the stagnant funk that clung to the garment. After getting off, he unloaded into the jock that covered his junk for a solid week. It was the perfect way to end the jock off before he would change it out for another. As he got ready for another hard day of work he simply tossed the jockstrap to the floor, knowing it would just lay there like the rest of the many clothes that littered the floor.

While Dudley was still stunned, Duke just chuckled again and approached the other canine. His dirty boots thumped against the floor, coming closer and closer until he was looming over the agent. Once again, Dudley's nose was twitching all on it's own, picking up on the farmdog's nearly suffocating aroma. Unconsciously, the muscled dog made a growl of pleasure, his flaccid cock started to pulse, steadily hardening and standing erect once more.

"Been a hard day out there. Had to chase Freddy out of the chicken coop three times..." Duke sighed, reminiscing on the events of his work. Grunting with effort, the heavy pooch eased himself on Dudley's bed, making it creak a bit under their combined weight.

"You mind helping me out?" The question was followed by Duke lifting his thick legs, presenting his dirty boots to his fellow canine. Having the pair of leather shoes presented to him, Dudley's paws worked on their own, reaching up to undo the thick laces. He started with the left boot, loosening it up and pulling slowly. Underneath was a white sock that hugged Duke's fat footpaw. The bottom was a dingy color, clearly damp from a whole day's worth of sweat. The other boot was soon shed from Duke's other foot, leaving both his footpaws covered in a pair of soiled, smelly socks.

The smell that wafted from them made Dudley's heart race. Forcing its way into his nostrils, another pleasured noise came from the other canine. A smile only spread on Duke's muzzle, glad to see that his roomie was practically getting high off his foot stink. Indeed, Dudley's breathing quickly became heavy. His mouth was absolutely watering against the virile aroma. He watched as the toes hidden within the socks flexed and pressed against the fabric, clearly teasing their onlooker.

At first, Dudley was stunned by the pungent, cheesy scent but after a few whiffs, his being adjusted. Getting a hold of himself, the canine actually reached for the footpaws. With each paw, he reached out for a single footpaw, getting a handful of each. Doing the first thing that came to mind, Dudley eased his paws up and down against Duke's meaty soles, able to feel the soft pads underneath the damp fabrics. Such motions only seemed to stimulate and intensify the smell that continued to flow into Dudley's nostrils, taking dominion over his other senses. But he continued to work the footpaws, pressing his thumbs against the soles, getting another feel for the pads and the bones underneath. While he rubbed his paws were growing moist, collecting the conglomerated sweat that the socks soaked up. It only made it easier for his nimble thumbs to trace and tease at Duke's soles. From the sound of it alone, the chubby canine was very much enjoying the treatment; the small aches from all that farmwork were slowly being eased from his footpaws, leaving behind a lingering relief.

"I didn't think you'd like them that much," Duke teased as he watched Dudley getting lost in his smelly footpaws.

As a wordless answer, Dudley leaned forwards and pressed his nose against the left foot. He slowly dragged it upward, starting from the fat heel, against the wide sole and finally between those curling toes, all the while he sniffed heavily, growling in bliss against rank but natural stench. The motion was repeated but in reverse. While Dudley took more heavy sniffs, Duke couldn't help but giggle from the light tickling sensation. Now very much hooked on the smell, Dudley pressed both the fat feet together taking another long, loud sniff. Filling his lungs with the damp, musty smell, the fit canine purred before going in for another dose.

"You know, there's more to me than just my feet," Duke smirked, flexing his toes once again. Those words came as a shock to the other canine. In his trance from the larger canine's sweaty feet, the other parts of Duke indeed were left unattended. There was so much more that lied underneath his dirty jeans and t-shirt.

But Duke took it in stride, rather flattered that his feet alone could melt his friend's mind. Grunting again, the chubby dog got up from the bed, standing on his socked feet. Making a show of himself before his roommate, Duke traced his paws over his body, slipping them down his chest and belly before planting them on his waistline. A toothy smirk spreading on his muzzle, Duke pulled down his dirt and grass streaked jeans. To Dudley's surprise, the overweight canine was going commando, lacking any other jockstrap or any form of underneath. Presented before the lithe dog was a thick, sweaty sheath and a girthy, pink cockhead that glistened with beads of heady sweat. Letting the jeans fall to his footpaws and stepped out of them, the chubby farmdog was now bottomless.

Knowing exactly what he wanted, Duke turned around and presented his large, fluffy rump to the other canine. "You mind using your tongue?" The chubby male didn't feel like subtle teasing, with no ounce of tact, he made his desires clear as day. Swaying his backside left and right with his tail thumping against his wide ass, Duke worked to entice his roommate.

Like a fish to a baited line, Dudley all but pounced on the larger pooch. Gripping each large, furred cheek, Dudley couldn't help but caress them, enjoying the feeling of silk fur that covered an even softer, squishy bulge. Duke's rear end was vast and heavy, making Dudley wonder how they even fit into the pair of jeans. Against his pawing, the jiggly flesh rippled before making small waves. On the receiving end, Duke made a pleasant sigh of his own. Wanting a bit more, he arched his back and pushed his backside upon Dudley, much to his surprise. But recovering quickly, the toned pooch combed his blunt claws through the soft fur before using his left hand to give a firm slap. A whimper came from Duke and his ass jiggled fiercely from the hit.

"Now we're getting somewhere," Duke purred. "But where's that tongue I asked for?"

"Alright, alright," Dudley chuckled. "Just give me a minute." Reluctantly, Dudley gave one last rub to Duke's fat rump. Instead he eased his paws together towards the center. Slowly he pulled the twin cheeks apart, exposing the glistening puffy rim, previously concealed. Just from Duke's excitement and anticipation alone, his tailhole was already pulsing, a display that was rather enticing to the other canine. Swiping his tongue across his muzzle, Dudley drew close to Duke and eased between the thick masses. His muzzle sandwiched between them, Dudley was once again exposed to pure unbridled musk. The space was hot and sweaty, only intensifying the smell that developed. Nearly melting just from the aroma alone, Dudley let a muffled moan slip from his muzzle.

Finally making Duke's wishes a reality, Dudley pressed his tongue against the pink surface, slowly dragging it upwards. The chubbier male shuddered and that gave Dudley the drive to keep going. Once again pawing at and gripping his roommate's fat ass, the lithe pooch sped up the motions of his tongue. Shallow laps were flicked against the flexing pucker, sending teasing tingles through Duke. His pants evolved into moans that filled Dudley's ears. The more noise the farmdog made, the more excited Dudley became.

"G-go deeper," Duke demanded, his tongue rolling from his muzzle.

Eager to please, the T.U.F.F. agent immediately ceased his licking, instead he centered his tongue on Duke's pucker. With a bit of power behind his motions, Dudley jammed the tip of his tongue within his fellow canine. Shoving deep and already flicking his tongue against the sensitive walls, Dudley couldn't keep himself from making pleasured grunts against the slightly bitter, natural, and heady flavor. Now seeking to fulfill his own desires, Dudley's tongue snaked deeper, curling deep within.

"Ahh, shit!" Duke whimpered, shuddering as his weak spot was suddenly rolled over by the hot, thick thing. Over and over again, the rimming hound hungrily lapped and slurped at Duke's insides while his nostrils flared against the intoxicating burst of musk that continued to emanate. He couldn't get enough of it; whether it was sniffing or licking, Dudley wanted even more. Plunging his tongue even deeper and taking stronger whiffs between his licks, the other canine was getting high on both scent and taste, absolutely indulging himself more than he intended.

Though Duke was the one who asked to be rimmed, the chubby canine quickly realized that he bit off more than he could chew. Starting slow at first, Dudley was now consumed with lust, resulting in his tongue going crazy within the other hound's ass. Licking, pressing, swiping; fast, slow, light, hard. It was all too much at once hitting Duke right where he was most sensitive. He didn't have the strength to tell the other hound to stop. So instead, Duke surged forwards, pulling his body away from the licking Dudley, reluctantly forcing that magical tongue from his not hard clenching ass.

Behind him, Dudley made a sound of confusion, clearly wondering why they were stopping when things were just getting good. But as his lust eased just a bit, the agent was able to pick up on the heavy pants coming from his roommate. Taking a closer look at the chubby canine, Dudley was able to see the state that Duke was in. Not only was his stretched rim clenching fiercely, but between his legs, the farmdog's cock leaked heavily, a thick, clear rope was actually touching the ground, growing fat as another drip came from the tubby hound's tip. Thickening the rope as it traveled down, the dollop of fluid would soon join the rest on the slowly expanding small puddle on the ground.

"Just give me a moment..." Duke wheezed, pointing his paw behind him and waving towards Dudley. The other canine did just that, giving his roommate as much time as he needed to regain control of his own body. A light blush brought heat to his muzzle as he realized just how lost in his own desires he was getting...

It took a minute or two but Duke was soon standing upright. Though he also felt embarrassed at the fact that his roommate saw him in such a state. He was glad to see that Dudley was mostly unbothered by the waiting. But the chubby dog now felt that he owed the other canine for making him stop and wait when things were getting all hot and heavy. Looking closer at the toned hound, Duke could clearly see Dudley pawing at his erection, keeping the bright pink rod fully thick and hard while he got himself together. In an instant, Duke knew how he could make it up to his roommate.

He whistled to his roommate and bent over once again, presenting his pink rim, it was even wetter than before, now coated in his sweat and a layer of Dudley's spit. Slowly he wiggled his hips back and forth, making his thick, heavy asscheeks sway along with the rest of his backside.

"There's more things you can do with that than just play with it," Duke smirked, referring to the leaking length in Dudley's paw.

As soon as those words were said, Dudley hopped from the bed, landing on his feet. Wasting no time he approached the bent over pooch, once again planting his paws on those soft expansive cheeks. He gave them another firm squeeze, unable to resist the soft fur and jiggle. But he quickly wanted for more as he laid eyes on the puffy pinkness that twitched in need between them. Gripping his cock and giving it another firm tug, Dudley as he shuddered and aimed the tip in between Duke's ass.

Gripping his ass once again, Dudley groaned as he thrust hard against his friend, hitting his mark and stuffing his cock past the soft, clenching rim. From the both of them came separate moans of pleasure. Duke's came out as more of a shocked bark as his sensitive insides were pressed, stretched, and rubbed against. Dudley's own moans were deep as his cock was hugged tight by the already clenching tunnel. Burning hot and plenty slick inside, the inserting canine was exposed to nothing more than raw pleasure. As soon as his cock found its way inside, Dudley started to thrusting. But rather than starting slow, the muscled canine was already slamming his pelvis against Duke's soft backside, forcing his ass to jiggle and wave, a sight the penetrating canine very much enjoyed.

"W-wow, you feel really good, Duke," Dudley huffed, shoving himself back inside with a burst of force.

"T-thanks," Duke winced. "We should have done this a long t-time ago..."

"Better late than never," Dudley smirked, driving himself back. Wanting to test out the space he lodged himself into, the penetrating canine suddenly picked up his pace, delivering a series of quick, shallow pumps. As his pace picked up faint squishes were heard, but just barely against the intensified moans that came from Duke. Against the unexpected bursts of pleasure, the heavyset dog nearly lost his balance. Steadying himself and whimpering again, Duke couldn't help but pressed his backside even further upon Dudley.

Taking that and more, Dudley returned to his previous methods, growling lightly against the force of his thrusts. Every one of them jammed his cock deep inside of the sloppy, hot hole, naturally sending bolts of bliss through his own loins. While his lower half became stimulated by the pleasures of flesh, Dudley's upper half was instead treated to the renewed musk that came wafting from Duke, rebirthed by his sweating. While he pounded hard against his friend, Dudley took in heavy sniffs of the earthy odor. The scent worked to rile him up even more, making his cock harder than he thought it could ever be. He thrusts, while remaining hard, picking up their pace, slamming against Duke's backside. In time with each thrust was a loud clap that slightly echoed throughout the cramped bedroom.

"Holy shit!" Duke cried out, his legs shaking heavily. Behind him Dudley only chuckled, a sense of pride flowing through him at the sight and sound of his roommate being pushed to his limit. "Y-you're still going!?"

"Isn't this what you wanted?" Dudley questioned, squeezing even tighter on Duke's backside. "D-don't worry, I'm almost done anyways."

True to his word, Dudley could feel his climax coasting towards him. It was expected, taking in how soft and warm Duke was inside. But the rising pleasure came as a surprise to himself. Getting stronger and stronger, the thrusting hound clenched his job, a sudden bolt of pleasure coursing through his body. It died down, giving Dudley a second of relief but the intensity of his climax was practically knocking at his door. Thinking quickly, Dudley surged himself in as deep and hard as he could.

"H-here it is!" Just in time, Dudley's knot pressed and popped itself past Duke's sopping rim, doing what it was made to do, plugging the space while the rest of Dudley's cock started to pulse and spurt. Deep, heavy moans came from the cumming dog, while the intense bliss soared through him, Dudley traced along Duke's ass, combing his blunt claws through the soft fur.

Duke murred in bliss, not only from the large volume of hot, sticky stuff filling him up; the light traces of Dudley's claws raking through his fur added another layer of comfort. While he was knotted, the chubby dog took a moment to catch his breath, enjoying the fullness plugging his ass and the sloppy warmth that now sloshed in his guts. But that soon changed as there was a sudden tugging at his backside, making him wince once again. Another tug came and it was joined by a wet 'pop.' Suddenly the fullness plugging his ass was gone.

Behind his roommate, Dudley worked quickly, dragging his paws down that full ass before he pressed his muzzle in between. Getting lost in his own lusts, Dudley panted as he pressed his tongue against the wrecked pucker, digging it deep inside. He worked to clean up his own mess before it could leak out. He didn't want the bitter, thick hound batter to go to waste. Deep grunts of pleasure left him as he slurped up his own cum, lapping and dragging his tongue deep within. He gulped down his own spunk eagerly, savoring the flavor and enjoying the way it oozed down his throat before dropping into his stomach. That combined with his nose being shoved against the musky space provided the icing on Dudley's cake.

Getting up on his feet and wiping his muzzle, Dudley panted heavily, feeling fully satisfied. Finally he looked beyond himself and could see that Duke was still very much pent up. "I can take care of that if you want."

Duke turned around, looking with surprise as Dudley winked and pointed to his open muzzle. As the chubby canine approached him, Dudley backtracked, reaching the bed and laying back on it. Chuckling and winking again, the lithe pooch made an inviting gesture, luring his roommate even closer.

With his lust nearly overpowering him and his hard cock leaking heavily, Duke crawled onto the bed and over Dudley's body, leaving a thin trail of cock slime against the other dog's body. Slowly sitting himself down on Dudley's chest, Duke chuckled as he gripped his thick shaft and aimed it at Dudley's open muzzle. Leaning up and pushing himself past the soft lips, Duke groaned as he pushed his shaft against the other hound's soft tongue.

Humping into Dudley's muzzle, Duke groaned and bit his lip, quickly picking up pace against the rising pleasure in his loins. Bashing his pelvis against the other canine's nose, Dudley was frequently treated to the chubby hound's damp pubes being repeatedly shoved against his nose. Burts of swampy musk filled Dudley's nose as he curled his tongue and slurped against the pistoning shaft.

"Ugh... You feel so good..." Duke pointed out, shuddering from the hot, pink muscle at caressed and teased his length as he humped. It only added another layer of pleasure than in turn fueled his creeping climax. Panting heavily, Duke only spurred himself onwards, jamming himself even deeper, forcing a slight gag from Dudley.

Despite the noise he made, Dudley quickly recovered from the pointed tip bashing against his throat. Keeping up the motions of his mouth, Dudley added more to the equation, sneakily creeping his right paw towards the thrusting Duke's backside. In a quick motion, the sucking hound pressed two fingers against his roommate's tailhole, making Duke yelp against the sudden fullness. In time with his own humping, Dudley slicked his fingers back and forth, dragging his digits against the chubby hound's prostate.

"Augh! D-Dudley wait! It's... Aaahh! It's coming!" Duke snarled and bared his fangs, arching his back against the strike of pleasure. His cock pulsed madly against Dudley's tongue, spurting fat ropes down other canine's gullet. They came out one after another, jetting straight from the chubby hound's fat, plump balls. It caught Dudley off guard at first but he quickly collected himself and swallowed down the hot loads, once again reveling in the sensation of thick warmth slithering down his throat.

A long winded sigh came from Duke as the final spurt of his seed spurt from his tip. Slowly, he eased his spent cock from Dudley's muzzle that same time Dudley himself pulled his slicked his fingers from the groaning canine's tailhole. Lingering pleasure bubbling within him, Duke sighed again and rolled off of Dudley, laying down next to him. The two canines, laying side by side, panted heavily. As they did they picked up hints of each other's musk, enjoying the scents that hung thick in the air. It was the perfect way to end their wild rutting. Dudley was the first to close his eyes, letting the feelings wash through his body, relaxing him even more. Duke couldn't help but watch his roommate, feeling a fluttery feeling in his chest as he watched Dudley's rise and fall.