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In the eyes of Dallas, there were two kinds of people: the ones who had it and the ones that didn't. Naturally he saw himself in the first category. Getting into the top college in the state, riding on a full scholarship for his football prowess, and putting to good use as his team was currently on a winning streak more often than not because of him. Simply put, Dallas the Arcanine was the top dog on campus. He had everything he could ever want.

And to top off another victory on the field, he was returning to his dorm where he hoped to find his roommate waiting for him.

The roommate in question was a granbull by the name of Gordie and he was stoked to find that he had a fellow canine pokemon as a roommate. He liked the purple bulldog a lot but being another dog, some ground rules had to be established between the two of them. Gordie had impressed him by putting up a good show of dominance but Dallas' sheer size and strength won in the end, giving him the top bunk in the dorm and the position as "alpha arcanine."

Most of the time, Gordie was just treated as a good friend. But those times when he was in the mood, that's when the alpha title came into play.

The granbull in question was lying on the floor in nothing but some boxers, flipping through a textbook needed for an upcoming exam. But even as he read the same words over and over again, nothing registered. His mind was elsewhere, and he was on alert for something else, the sign of his roommate approaching.

While doing this, he was panting softly as sweat was making the pelt of his chubby body damp. They had a nice room but the air conditioning was busted, leaving them victim to the lingering heat that still stuck around just before fall started. As bad as it was for him inside, he imagined what it was like for the fire-type, returning from a whole game, likely carrying his team yet again.

While deep in thought, he only noticed the sound when his ears instinctively twitched. Those heavy steps from the massive male returning. Now having something else to focus on, Gordie pushed the textbook out of the way, sliding it across the floor as he sat up, tugging at the collar that would never leave him.

"Maybe next time..." He was talking to someone else as he stepped into their dorm. "Whoo... Home sweet home."

Of course, the first thing that met Gordie was the smell. That natural musk was powerful, brought about by playing as hard as he could under the hot sun no less. Rather than freshening up in the locker room showers, Dallas brought that deeply earthy funk all the way back to the dorm.

For anyone else this smell was already much to handle but the one on the receiving end was another canine, blessed with a powerful nose that exposed him to a stronger intensity of it all. Just a deep breath was enough to make his eyes well up. It was not hard for him to feel his head spinning after a few whiffs. Accompanying the smell was the sigh of Dallas himself, standing tall and wide as he came in wearing his cleats, a pair of loose fitting shorts and a damp, nearly transparent shirt.

"Another one..." the arcanine said to himself. "No wonder they gave me a full ride, this team's complete shit without me." While venting out loud, he was taking his shirt off, wanting to get it all out of his system before he moved onto the good stuff. While still muttering to himself, he bent down and lifted his leg to remove his cleats. When taking them and peeling his socks off, the already musky air was further polluted with the strong odor of sweaty footpaws, adding a cheesy reek to the larger whole.

His shorts were something that he just slipped on in the locker room after getting out of his uniform. This saved him the time of wiggling out of some sweaty boxer briefs that would have clung tight to his ass and balls. His excitement could already be seen in a form of eight inches, ending a thick knot. Despite the whole length being exposed, it was only semi hard, bobbing as the canine tossed the shorts to the side. As it promised to get thicker when fully engorged with blood, it was also shimmering with sweat, even under the filtered light of the dorm's closed curtains.

With a deep sigh, he was already feeling much better. He grabbed the chair in front of the desk and plopped down in the center of the dorm before sitting down on it himself.

"Hmm..." Dallas hummed to himself as he looked down at the bulldog pokemon who was clearly captivated by the smell that had already filled the room. "Gordie, something's wrong. You know what that is?"

"Uh! N-no..."

"What's wrong is you keeping me waiting with that stupid ass look on your face!" Dallas barked.

Realizing his mistake, the other canine approached the alpha of the dorm. When he got close, he eased himself onto his knees, aiming for a pit that was exposed by the lifting of Dallas' burly arm. But it suddenly came down and shoved his body low with force. Gordie lost his balance and a large foot came down, pressing his face to the floor.

"Don't get ahead of yourself," the words were growled out as a warning. A groan was given in response. Once more, Gordie's train of thought was thrown off track by the acrid, cheesy smell of a whole foot being pressed to his face, slowly grinding to smear sweat along his face, staining the facial fur.

"You gotta work your way up to the top," Dallas' tone was more teasing, clearly enjoying the sniffing nose that pressed to his moist sole. "I make the rules, runt."

The foot pulled back and the message was received loud and clear. Now lying down like he was before, he took a direct sniff. Immediately, it struck hard in his nose, a potently sour odor that had a bit of sting with it. Anyone would think that Dallas brought the entire football team with him. His body just had a knack for producing musk that was far stronger than anyone else he knew. Even guys who were even bigger, working out daily at the gym failed to compare to what the arcanine could make after a single practice drill, let alone an entire game. Just like before, Gordie was feeling rather lightheaded as his nostrils flared.

"Hey! Stop playing around! I wanna feel that tongue licking my sweaty fucking feet clean!"

"Yes, sir." Gordie's voice was slightly muffled from the foot being shoved in his face again.

This time he complied with the alpha's wishes and dragged his long, flat tongue over the damp sole. Starting from the heel and licking upwards to the toes, his tongue was exposed to the strong flavors of sweat. It was hot and fresh, having a full flavor that stung the surface like actual salt.

In addition to licking, his nose was still free to take in the scent. It was like it had a mind of its own, bouncing and inhaling that smell that clung to the rough pads even after licking them up and down, over and over. For good measure he lapped at the toes, planting soft kisses on each digit and drawing his tongue in between them. But even with the surface now shining with his spit, that tart foot smell still lingered, as if permanently embedded within the fur and skin itself.

"Other one."

The action was repeated like before, starting with some slow drags of his tongue, but when reaching the toes, the big one curled and eased itself into the bulldog's mouth. Acting in response to this, Gordie suckled on it, swirling his tongue around as well. From this, some deep mocking laughter came, making him blush.

***

Despite being told to work his way up, Dallas decided that now Gordie could lick up his pits. The bulldog's collar was clutched by the striped canine and he was heaved to his feet. When lifting his arm, he heard a whine in response and just smirked.

"Don't act like you don't love it. It's too late to be a pussy now," Dallas snickered. He gripped the other canine's head and shoved it into his pit, still laughing as he heard muffled noises.

With no choice given to him, the bulldog got to licking, swiping his tongue over each pit. And both had a lot to offer in the form of dense pit fur that was teeming with soaked up sweat. The taste was different, lacking that bite that those footpaws had. But it was made up with a new variant of Dallas' musk, this being the heavy and muggy odor of his pits, being confined within the uniform and shirt. Both nose and tongue dragged along them, one more smearing the sweat and scent all over the purple dog's face. From one pit to the next, Dallas held him in place, deciding when it was time to relieve his victim of his pit-cleaning duty.

But no sooner was he free from them was the beta bulldog moved somewhere else. While back on his knees, he watched as those thick, striped legs opened up. That exposed a pair of creamed colored and fat looking balls.

Without even needing to be told, his nose was already nuzzling the furry sack, smearing the earthy funkiness that came from them onto his face as well. Dallas took the opportunity to once more plant his paw behind Gordie's head, keeping his roommate in place as he scooted up to the edge of the chair, enough to spread his legs wider and drop those heavy, sweaty orbs onto the weaker male's face.

All that was left to do was open his muzzle and the moment he did, those weighty orbs wedged themselves into his muzzle. Rubbing over his tongue produced a moan from Dallas that the other male's ears flick and his heart pound. A shift of his hips pushed them in, stuffing Gordie's mouth and letting them feel how hot they were against his tongue.

And that tongue was working to clean the sweat from the plump sack, if there was one thing being a granbull afforded him, there was ample saliva for him to clean away the sweat that sat deep in the damp fur. With fat balls prying his muzzle open, that left the arcanine's thick, sweaty shaft to rest right over his face, idly pulsing and feeding his nose a direct feed of pungent musk. When his eyes focused hard enough on the large cock, Gordie was certain that he could see steam rising from the skin...

Cleaning them as best he could, Gordie ran his tongue along and even attempted to the suck on the sack, coating his taste buds in the strong taste of packed sweat, set deep in the thick coat, finally being roused from the layers of cream colored fur. That strong taste and even stronger smell were working in tandem to make it hard for him to even think...

A tug of those balls from his mouth brought him back to reality. He had no for how long he had been huffing on the natural stink of the shaft of the twirling his tongue along the fat ballsack, but Dallas seemed rather satisfied. Once they pulled free, Gordie groaned as he realized just how much he had been drooling while his mind had drifted elsewhere.

"Freak," the striped pokemon said. "I saw how much you just loved sucking on my dirty nuts." He chuckled as he talked, a taunting tone, daring the granbull to refute his words. "At least I know you'll be able to at least handle my cock."

The kneeling creature perked up at the chance to have that smelly, dripping thing in his mouth and made another submissive whine. Again, Dallas just smirked as he sat back in the chair. For a moment he was quiet but then he perked up as well, coming up with an idea.

"I'm not gonna do you any fucking favors. A bitch pup like you is lucky enough to be gagging on my dick. If you want to get off, you can use this." His action was quick, reaching over and grabbing Gordie's pillow before tossing it to him.

At first the weaker canine was stunned by and gulped as he felt his cock throb. This was something new, never asked of him before. With the arcanine looking back at him, he approached the pillow and folded it. He went from kneeling in front of the fire-type to mounting the cushion, shivering as his cock rubbed against the soft fabric.

"That's it..." Dallas encouraged in a quiet tone. "Show me how needy you are."

With another whine coming from him, Gordie felt his hips moving on their own, roughly humping his cock in between the folded crease. He couldn't stop himself, continuing to rut the cushion with more force with each passing second.

"Yeah, you're real pent up, aren't you? Bitchy betas like you don't deserve an ass to fuck and sucking me off is almost too good for you..."

Biting his lip, Gordie felt himself blushing, closing his eyes as his cock was leaking pre, making a few sticky stains along the surface that were already soaking in.

"Now you have fun with that little toy and make yourself useful..." Dallas stood up and pawed at his fully erect cock, smearing the sweat along, making a soft groan as he stroked from tip to knot, making the fat thing pulse. The veins bulged and a thick line of pre oozed from the tip, making the humping bulldog pokemon's mouth water.

While one hand angled his dick, the other forced Gordie to raise his head by roughly snagging his scruff. As the fairy-type opened his mouth to yelp the thick length was shoved into his mouth instead. That gave the granbull a clear idea of just how sweaty and ripe that canine cock was.

Dallas took it upon himself to rock his muscular hips, pumping every inch inside, forcing the other canine to take it. His growls of pleasure drowned out any gags or groans. Not only did he shove himself fully inside, but he was already humping at a fast pace, biting his lips and puffing wisps of smoke from his nose as his knot repeatedly smacked against those soft lips.

Gordie was overwhelmed by all that was happening. He was eating out of the arcanine's hand, doing anything that he wanted, worshiping his body and now thrusting his cock against his own pillow, moaning out around the shaft as the pleasure was building. His face continued to burn from the idea of this being his subby beta from now on, only good enough to spill his seed onto it. Even if he wanted to, his body was acting on its own accord, driven by the words of his alpha, accepting his dirty and degrading words, submitting himself as a pet, a mere shadow compared to a bigger, stronger male.

Dallas' moans were filling the dorm as he pumped against that tongue. It was slurping all over his cock, not just to provide pleasure, but to actually clean the shaft of any sweat or filth that remained on the surface. This only added to the sensations. He growled as he slammed himself in, pressing his cock into that tight throat, snarling in delight as a flash of pleasure soared through his shaft. He was already getting close, it was clear enough to tell from the feeling and the strong pulses.

Gordie was close to his limit as well, being thoroughly aroused from the smell that set deep in his nose and keeping his tongue wrapped around the shaft, coating his mouth in a sticky, gooey layer of precum. It helped him to take the shaft that stretched his throat as it roughly pushed down inside.

Around the pulsing cock, his moans were getting louder as his knot slipped from the sheath. That feeling of embarrassment only turned him on more and he could only close his eyes tight as he reached his peak, spraying his load all over the folded crease in his pillow.

Following suit, the fur along Dallas' spine bristled as he clenched his teeth, driving himself inside with a final strong thrust, forcing the bulldog's mouth even wider as the knot jammed its way inside. With a good portion of it down that squeezing windpipe, the groaning arcanine poured his thick, hot load directly down into Gordie's stomach, using his strength to hold him there until every drop was swallowed.

~

"So how was that?" Dallas asked. He had got his roommate another pillow and the two of them were cuddling on the bottom bunk.

"It was amazing," Gordie sighed. He was still coming down from it all, feeling his body buzzing with tingles.

There was a pause for a moment before the bigger canine spoke again. "I... I wasn't too harsh, was I?"

"No, it was just fine. Really hot this time."

Now Dallas was feeling rather assured. He saw the way that Gordie reacted with the pillow and that made him worry if he took things too far. For as much as he considered himself "top dog," he was still getting used to his roomie's kink. It was rather fun to play a big bully dog, but it was even better to wind down afterwards.

"You really need a shower," he chuckled, wincing a bit as he caught a whiff of the fairy-type's face.

"Look who's talking," Gordie countered, making the both of them chuckle...