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"Are you sure about this?" Walken asked as he walked alongside the granbull that was leading him to a small barn.

"Yeah, yeah," the granbull by the name of Gordie led him to the small space.

The two pokemon were unique in their own styles for their respective species.

Walken looked nothing like normal growlithes. His mane and tail carried the same cream color, but the base of his body was a stark black while thick stripes ran along his ears, back, and his legs. Each was a different color, going from red to purple in a sequence following that of a rainbow. His body was larger as well, being bigger than the purple bulldog pokemon.

Next to him was Gordie. He had distinct markings along his body, dark lines that ended his curved ears. His along his wrists were more that looked like cuffs. And around his stubby legs were more of those black rings. The protrusions along his face were much shorter than those of regular Granbull. He wore a cocky grin as he approached the private barn, but was a bit nervous about how this would play out.

Looking around to make sure that the guard wasn't nearby. Quickly he pulled the barn open and ushered the other canine inside. Gordie rushed in behind him and closed the door tight behind him.

"So, what is this place?"

Behind them was a yawn that made the growlithe jump. "This is where the magic happens." They both looked behind each other to see a lone miltank that was lying on a large bed of hay. He turned over and eyed them with his light blue eyes. With another yawn he huffed and eased his hefty body up, wearing a playful look on his face.

"I thought they scared you off for good, Gordie."

The granbull huffed and rolled his eyes. "Scared? I was never scared. I just...saw no need to fight. After all, I already had what I wanted..."

"So, what are you here for now? I'm off duty."

"Exactly," Gordie chuckled. "That's why I wanted to show my new buddy Walken here how the magic happens."

"So, what is this place?" the new guy asked.

"This is my barn. I'm so good at what I do I got my own space. They call this the milking room," Beau explained, finally standing up.

Walken gasped as he saw the rather hefty looking cock that the bovine sported. Even as it was soft, the sight made his mouth water. A shiver went down his spine as their eyes met.

"Of course, I always have a bit more to give. So if you want to help me get in a bit 'overtime' if you want," he reached his hand down and gripped his shaft, rolling it against his palm. Doing so started to make it hard and it was getting even larger.

His eyes rose again as his cock hardened. He let a soft moan come from him as he pumped his hand up and down over the now fully erect length and girth.

"You haven't lived until you had some of Beau's milk," Gordie encouraged, nudging his new friend.

"And it's even better from the tap," the miltank said in a sultry, encouraging tone.

That was more than enough to convince the fire-type to step towards him. As big as he was, Beau was even bigger, standing over him with a knowing smirk. At that point, he could already pick up the tones of the miltank's musk.

It was the masculine odor that he was used to and loved alongside the unique tones of a milky scent. It was soft and clung within his nose, enticing him to get closer. Rather than just a regular need, the canine found himself getting rather thirsty. His mouth was watering and the sweet taste was just barely tasted on his tongue. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted it.

"Already got you hooked, huh?" Beau lifted his cock and from the tip was already an ooze of precum. "Go ahead and give it a taste-test."

Doing as he was told, he licked at the wide head and moaned at the taste. Just as it smelled, it was a creamy texture with a sweet tone. It was a complete departure from the sticky and salty flavors of cum that he was used to.

It was flowing against his tongue, slowly trickling over the surface before sliding gently down his throat. Softly he started to swallow it down. Doing so while he sniffed the thick cock was making his head spin in the best of ways.

He didn't even notice that his mouth was sliding further and further along the shaft, not until a hand was placed on top of his hand.

"Be careful... You might make me squirt. This deep in you'll probably choke." He eased the suckling male's head back and Gordie was now beside with a paw gripping and tugging along the rest of his cock.

Beau moaned before making a deep 'mooing' sound. And from his cock came a spurt of hot milk that filled Walken's mouth. The fluid was quickly gulped down and the canine groaned in delight as the liquid flowed down into his belly.

The fluid eased and Beau made a small rock of his hips. The granbull's other paw reached down and started to rub at his fat balls, feeling that they were still heavy with his special essence, a substance that was something completely unique, more milk than actual cum that would come from most males. Gordie had already got more than a few tastes and he could attest to how...addictive it could be.

Wanting a bit of it for his own, Gordie pushed his way against the growlithe. As the cock popped from his mouth, the fairy-type started lapping himself. Despite the sound and rush of fluids, he knew very well that his friend wasn't even close to actually reaching his climax. But he still had plenty of milk to give, in the form of leaking and his mini-orgasms.

But Walken was pushing his face against his, wanting just as much of a taste. The both of them lapped their tongues against either side of the thick shaft. While doing so, they were practically kissing. Often, the surfaces clashed against each other, smearing the drips of milk over them both and in between them.

Beau took the step they needed and pushed their heads together. And they actually started kissing, sharing the milk that still dripped. The groans from the bovine were getting deeper.

Gordie led and brought the two of their faces together. They opened their muzzles as he stroked at the fat cock, bringing his buddy to another one of his smaller climaxes. Shots of hot milk squirt right onto their waiting tongues and they swallowed it down as more jets of it came, splattering onto their muzzles. Their tongues swiped over each other's faces, lapping up the cream.

"I think it's time we kick it up a notch," Gordie suggested.

Walken was up for it but Beau was a bit confused as to why they had stopped.

Soon they had changed position. Gordie was on his paws and knees, hungrily lapping at the cow's puffy hole. He drank in the full brunt of his musk, gasping as the smell made his nose burn and his spine tingle. That and the very same treatment he was getting from Walken.

The black furred fire-type was licking into the granbull's hole as well, pressing his tongue past the rim, enjoying the scent of the chubbier dog's ass. While his tongue was swirling within, he too was taking in the hints of thick musk. Hearing the other dog's muffled moans only made his fully erect cock even harder. Savoring the flavor, he snaked his tongue even deeper within, lubing the hole with his thick drool, leaving behind huge smears of it that only made Gordie's ass feel even warmer inside.

With just a bit of licking, he was unable to wait any longer. With a dominant growl he mounted the other canine in the proper style, hooking his front paws against his body and planting his back legs firmly to the barn's flooring.

No warning was given before he started roughly humping his cock into the spit-lubed hole. Deep pants came from him as he jammed himself in deep, grinding his shaft against the already clenching walls.

A yip came from the purple bulldog but it was muffled as Beau reached down and pushed his head back into his ass, groaning as the licking continued within his own hole. His other hand was pumping along his own length, producing more oozes of his milk. Beau brought it to his lips and sucked it off, enjoying the flavors of his own fluid.

While doing so, he watched as the two canine's were deep into their rut. Walken was going to town on the heavier dog and he was amused to see Gordie's tough guy demeanor fall away, showing his true nature. The bulldog was already whining and drooling as his ass was pounded hard, making his own body rock back and forth.

Gordie had to focus to keep licking. Finally, he pressed his tongue past the leathery pucker, getting another deep bray as he penetrated with his long and thick tongue. At once, he was met with the deep flavor that enticed him to keep licking hard, dragging his tongue along the flexing walls.

He was in between the bigger males, being used on either side to give them the pleasure that they desired. He could feel the paws gripping him hold him harder and the pace of the strong pumps were getting harder.

Against his neck, he could feel the heat and wetness of the growlithe's hot drool. The pants were strong in his ear and the scent of sulfur from the bigger dog's inner fire filled his nose. It paired with the musk that was wafting from the warm canine's musky body. His sweat was dripping down on Gordie's body, starting to mark him.

It had been a bit of time since Walken really had something to hump and now he was letting that pent up need by putting all on the other dog. His hole was tight and squeezed down on his shaft and his balls bounced against the soft, purple pair that the bulldog had.

Growling again, he bit down on Gordie's neck and rammed his dick in hard and faster, bouncing his knot against the stretched hole, making a series of loud smacks and squishes from the thick cock slipping up and down.

With a muffled howl, the fire-type shoved his hips forward and harshly forced his knot past the rim, still bucking as his cock spurt powerful strings of cum that came straight from his balls. His cum was warmer than average as well, almost boiling within the orbs, seeding the other dog deep as the cock ground slowly making sure that his markings were smeared deep inside.

Beau watched it all and he was more than impressed. "You got in you for another round?" he asked, even as the others were still firmly knotted together.

Walken nodded and tugged until his still swollen knot popped free. Gordie yelped again, but he was silenced by a smelly footpaw pushing down on his muzzle.

The sweaty surface smeared it's sweat and the thick, cheesy odor filled his nose. Gordie instantly forgot the slight pain in his hole while his nose was already pressing to the pads, sniffing hard. The hard smell hung in his lungs and made his head spin in the best of ways. His thick tongue lapped over the pads, collecting a bitter flavor on his tongue. Before he could get more, Walken stepped away from him and took advantage of the work he had already done.

Gordie's instincts kicked in and he saw the bigger canine as an alpha to him. Groaning, he felt his cock throb as he saw Beau roll over, lying down on his stomach while Walken climbed over him.

Just as he had before, the fire-type jammed his cock into the cow and started out fast, thumping his dick within the soft hole.

"Oooaah! Yea! Push it in there nice and deep!" Beau demanded, feeling his ass being thrust into. The canine was just a bit smaller than him and there was thrill to feel someone smaller fucking him so well.

Walken was having a great time doing it too. The puffy flesh of his ass was slicked up by the cum that still coated his cock. It made it easy for him to pound his dick quickly inside of the hole. He groaned and held close, wanting to get as much of it as he could. And hearing the bovine's moans and deep sounds made him want to plow his cock even harder.

Gordie was left without a role to play so the cow gave him one, lifting his body up and presenting his now heavily leaking cock. The frequent jabs to his prostate was producing a steady trickle of milk. He wrapped his lips around it and gulped down the sweet drink. At the same time, the bulldog pokemon was twirling his tongue along the tip, worming underneath the thick foreskin, getting sharp tastes of the musk and bit of grime that was left unwashed underneath. That was changed as the granbull cleaned it up himself.

Walken's hard pounding was rocking Beau's body and that led to the hefty cow jamming his cock down into Gordie's throat, rubbing it against the clenching walls of the swallowing tunnel. His own thrusts had power behind it, pushing deep down and pouring his milk directly into his stomach, filling it with the heavy, hot cream.

The growlithe could feel himself getting close to his limit again, so he went as hard as he could, so excited to push his knot inside, locking his cum inside of the bigger male. And when he did, it got a snarl from him and a puff of smoke from his nostrils.

At the same time, Beau brayed, finally reaching a full climax. His balls throbbed and pulled close to his body as his milk was pumped through his shaft. With force, it gushed from his tip, pouring down Gordie's throat and filling his stomach quickly, making it hot, heavy, and even overfilling it a bit.

Soon, the three of them were panting hard while lying on the barn's floor. They were all spent and Gordie was looking to take a quick nap from the heat that lingered deep within him.

Suddenly the doors of the barn opened and looking down at them was the guard houndoom. But instead of being upset this time he smirked.

"If you two like Beau so badly, then you can earn time with him by being the farm's new guard dogs."