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"I like you." Liam says. Almost uncharacteristically quiet for a mastiff as large as him. And despite the busy cafe, I can hear him perfectly.

And it's at those three little words that my heart plummets.

"Aaron?" He asks, the poor dog a nervous wreck. Probably even more than I am. He's the one putting his heart out like this. So why does it feel like it's mine breaking in two?

It's because I like him too. I've felt this way so long it hurts even to think about. But . . . "I'm sorry, but . . . you'd probably be happier with someone else."

I see the hurt flash across his eyes. And the sadness threatens to consume him. But somehow, he stays resolute. "That's not really a response. Sorry, but if you really don't like me back, then you have to tell me straight."

"I . . ." The words catch in my throat. Not even that I'm sure I'd know what to say. How do I even explain this to him? "I just don't think I can satisfy you . . ."

"Emotionally? I mean, I know you're a cat, and you need your alone time and all that. I totally respect it. But I mean there are plenty of interspecies relationships that work just fine, and we've known each other for so long too-"

"N-No, I mean . . . physically."

"I- oh." He says, a hint of realization flashing across his mind. "Well, I'll admit I'm pretty big, even for a guy my size. And you're pretty petite after all. But sex isn't everything, and there's a lot more to it than just sticking something in and humping till you cum-"

"I- It's really complicated. I'm sorry, but can we . . . uh, go back to your place?"

"Oh, yeah, sure." Liam says, the anguish previously on his face now almost completely replaced with anticipation, and just a bit of confusion. "Wait. Before we go though . . . I have to know. Do you like me?"

"Liam . . ." I whine out. But he only gives me an expecting, hopeful stare that just hits me like a dump truck. "I do. I really . . . really do."

His almost serious, stoic expression morphs into one of the biggest smiles I've ever seen from the dog, his tail wagging furiously, whacking loudly against the chair back. "I knew it!"

"Kn-Knew it?" Had I really been so obvious? I mean yeah, I've stared at him a couple times, took almost every excuse to touch him, from his soft fur to his bulging, muscular body, and he was basically the only person I pictured when masturbating- hell, even with some stranger fucking me-

"Yup, just a feeling. But I- uh, well I was still a wimp about it." Liam says, face reddening. "I mean, as bad as I wanna be boyfriends, I love having you as a friend. It was like, why risk it, you know? Heheh."

"Don't get ahead of yourself." I say, pouting a bit, trying my best not to get caught up in his enthusiasm. "Once you see what I mean, well, I just hope we'll be friends afterwards . . ."

"Heh, well I have some doubts, but alright." Liam says, still smiling stupidly.

His apartment is the same as always. A typhoon of clothes strewn about, a clutter of random objects from papers to keys, but luckily nothing particularly unsavory.

"Oh, hey Aaron!" A big akita inu says from his spot on the coach. One of Liam's roommates. Not as big as the mastiff, but that in and of itself is an unfair comparison. Liam had to be bordering on 7 feet tall, and was built like a tank.

"Hey Josh." I wave awkwardly back.

"Since you two are back here together, I'm guessing it went well?"

"Well we haven't made anything official yet. But he said he liked me." Liam says, beaming, almost bragging.

"Bro! Congrats!" Josh says, jumping up off the couch and giving the mastiff a high five, followed by a hug. "Dude, I fucking told you he's into you." He says, detaching from the larger dog. "And hey, don't hog this cutie to yourself, you gotta share him with the rest of us sometime."

"Psh, only if he wants to. And besides, like I said, nothing official yet."

"Sure, sure. And you, Aaron." He says, turning towards me suddenly, putting on his best stern face. "If you hurt him in any way, I'm gonna . . . uh . . . well I'm not gonna be mad, just be very disappointed in you."

"I'll keep that in mind, Josh." I say, though I also can't keep the smile off my face.

Tentatively, Liam's hand wraps around mine, gently leading me to his room.

There isn't anything different compared to the rest of the apartment, other than it being slightly more crowded, but also slightly cleaner. His bed of course is an unmade nest of pillows and blankets. There's also his scent that permeates the place. It's calming, if I'm being honest.

"So. You wanted to talk?" Liam says, voice just a bit shaky as he sits us both down onto the bed.

"Mhm." I say, taking a deep breath. "We've known eachother a while, huh?"

"Hehe, since Middle School." Liam says, smiling widely, no doubt reminiscing. we'd met online actually, and only found out by some stroke of luck that we were going to attend the same highschool. And from there, well we'd been thick as thieves, despite our many differences.

"Yeah. Well . . . I just- Oh god, I don't know how to say this." I say, panicking a bit. He puts a reassuring paw on my shoulder. It's huge compared to the rest of my body. Hell, he could wrap both hands around my stomach and have the fingers touch, albeit with a bit of squeezing.

"Calm down, take a deep breath." He says, leaning in closer. I smile. Even now, he's so concerned for me, so level headed.

"I . . . I'm just gonna show you." I say, resolutely, getting up from the bed. Liam lets me, only watching intently. "Okay . . . please don't freak out."

One last deep breath, and I pull down my shorts, underwear -and packer- falling to the ground with it. My face burns as he looks at me intently. There's no confusion though, no disgust or revulsion either. In fact . . . is he blushing?

"So . . . yeah. I have a pussy. And to be honest, I'm pretty happy with it too, so . . . is there something wrong?" I ask suddenly as he literally starts twiddling his thumbs.

"Uh, n-no." He says, clearly lying. "Well- ok, Aaron, you have to promise not to be mad at me. But I . . . I sorta already knew about your equipment situation."

". . . . Wh . . . What?! When?!"

"Uh, do you remember senior year, that football game? I took you out to a party, we celebrated, you ended up sleeping over?" I nod slowly. "Well . . . do you remember when you got up late that night? And uh . . ."

I froze. The fact that he knew I got up . . .

"L-Liam . . . !" I gasp out, pressing his dirty jock to my face, inhaling greedily. My fingers only work faster, the wet squelching getting louder and louder. I had to slow down, I couldn't risk waking him up.

But . . . imagining that huge tent, the monster he must be packing, and the earthy, spicy, addictive musk. "N-Nnnghaaa~" my body trembles as I cum, thick, viscous squirt coating my fingers and dripping down onto the floor.

"I saw you." Liam admits, face red, hands suspiciously over his crotch, poorly hiding his hardening shaft.

"Uhhhggg!" I cover my face, burning hot with shame. "So you saw . . . with the jock too?"

"Hehe, it was really fucking hot, not gonna lie." He says, smiling dopily. "The whole bathroom smelled like you, I ended up jerking off so much in there."

The heat only spreads to the rest of my body at the thought of liam getting horny over me.

"But yeah, sorry bro. I've known about it for a while. Sorta turns me on to be honest."

"I mean, still! What if you wanna like, get fucked, or something?" I say, awkwardly, trying to push through the embarrassment.

"Heh, well I'm a pretty staunch top. But if you ever wanted to fuck me, we can just get a strap on or something." He says, nonchalantly.

"I . . . I don't know what to say. I wasn't expecting for you to have already known." I say, letting out a sigh and sitting back on the bed, still bottomless.

"Well, the way I see it . . ." Liam says, turning to face towards me, dangerously close. I can see his nose flare, taking in my scent. "You were worried about me not being attracted to you, right? And since you know I am, there's no reason for us not to be together, right?"

"That's . . . yeah, I guess so." I say, his scent getting to me. I could feel myself getting aroused. Getting wet.

"Heh, sounds like you're still on the fence about it." Liam says, leaning in closer. Even sitting down, his body looms over mine. "I could prove it to you . . ." I gasp as he growls luridly right into my ear, his hand on my thigh. "Just how much I'm attracted to you."

"A-Alright." I whisper, breathily, spreading my legs open. I can practically feel his smirk at the invitation, his hand slowly sliding up my thighs, two fingers running up my cunt, gently teasing my engorged clit. I shiver at the touch, jolts of pleasure running up my spine at the light touches.

"Now that I think about it, are you a virgin?" He asks, idly still teasing me, spreading my lips apart, slowly dipping his fingers in before returning to leisurely rubbing my little nub.

"N-No, I've been with a couple guys. Mainly -nnngh- mainly straight guys looking for trans guys on grindr."

He lets out a little snort. "A bit ironic, being straight but looking on grindr for a hookup."

"Heh, right?" I say, eyes rolling to the back of my head as he stuffs two fingers deep into me, hooking into my g-spot nearly immediately. "O-Ohhhh wow. Have you been with girls before? Or guys like me? Cuz you're a lot better at this than the straight guys."

"Pfft, I only know the basics. Stuff I read online." He says before removing his hand. I whine, shamelessly. I had gotten so close too. Wait, I'm this close already? I'm given no time to dwell on that thought as Liam kneels down onto the floor before me, spreading my legs and pulling me closer to the edge of the bed. "I'd be happy to learn more though."

He licks his lips before pressing his muzzle against my cunt, tongue licking from my taint to my clit. I groan at the feeling of his wet, hot tongue dragging through my lips. Achingly slowly, he teases me open, gentle waves of pleasure coursing through me as I relax under his gentle touch.

"Ahhh, fuck. Jesus, Liam, l-lick my clit more." I ask, nearly demand breathlessly. He obliges, opening up his muzzle before lapping and teasing at the little nub. I nearly shriek, my legs tensing up at the sudden stimulation. Even with my thighs squeezing his head, he doesn't let up for a second, sucking and nibbling and licking at the little bundle of nerves, driving me crazy.

"LIam!" I call out, my lithe body trembling, head thrown back. His fingers plunge back into me, rubbing my g-spot roughly. Too roughly, maybe, but it only adds to the intense pleasure coursing through me. Before I can even realize what's happening, I feel myself get pushed over the edge, the heat building up inside me bursting into an inferno.

He growls, working me over even faster as I clench down on him, squirting over his muzzle, onto his hand, staining the sheets below me. My vision goes blurry at the sheer intensity my climax hits me.

Slowly, the big mastiff eases off of me, slowly dragging out his fingers and lifting his head off. His chin is soaked in my juices, but he only licks his lips hungrily.

"S-Sorry, I didn't think I'd cum that fast. I should've warned you about getting a towel or something."

"Don't worry about it." Liam says, puffing out his chest a bit, no doubt extremely proud he got me off so quick. "So, uh, is it true what they say? That you can just keep going? No refractory period?"

"Oh, uh, I mean yeah. I'd still like to cool off a bit first. That was . . . intense." I say, laughing breathlessly. "There's other stuff I wanna do too."

"I can think of some other stuff I wanna do too." Liam says excitedly, standing back up.

"Haha, well uh . . ." I look away, embarrassed, trying to find the right words. "You know, I still can't believe all this time you knew what I was packing. After all, I never even got a chance to see what you had beneath your belt."

"Heh, well if you wanna see so bad . . ." Slowly, the mastiff stands up, a prominent bulge in his pants, showing off an absolutely massive cock no doubt. He takes off his shirt first, his thick, fluffy fur only adding to his bulky body. Liam spent a lot of time keeping fit, and it showed. From his broad shoulders, to his shelf-like pecs, to his biceps the size of melons, every single part of him is huge.

Unbuttoning his jeans, he unceremoniously drops his pants, underwear and all. His thick, heavy spire swings upward, smacking his gut with a heavy thud, slinging a line of pre onto my prone body.

"Oh my god." I say, jaw dropped at the sheer size of Liam.

"Hehe, told you I was hung, even for my size." He says, leaning down, pressing his shaft to my still sopping wet cunt. An angry red shaft, probably thicker than my wrist, it reaches past my navel. Hell, it was probably longer than my forearm! "Don't worry, you don't have to take it all. Most of my hookups can't. I got no trouble finishing though."

"W-Well I mean, we can still try." I say, giddy on the inside. "I, uh, got a thing for well endowed guys."

"Size queen huh?" He teases.

"I'm not picky about size or anything." I quickly say, face red. "But I mean, I do like a challenge . . ."

He leans over me, grinding his cock against me. I have to bite my tongue to stay quiet. "I suppose I'll just have to see how far you get then." He says, a cocky smirk on his face. It only turns me on more somehow.

Gently, he brings a hand to the side of my head. I immediately lean into the touch, purring. With a chuckle, he guides me up, leaning down for a kiss. I can still taste myself on him, the faint, bitter taste lingering on his tongue as it explores my muzzle voraciously.

"MMmf!" without warning, his tip spears into me, stretching me already to my limit. It's obvious though that he has plenty of experience fitting that colossal bitch breaker into tight places as he leisurely thrusts in and out of me, each throb of his cock pumping more and more pre into me.

I wrap my legs around him, trying my best to relax myself as he slips deeper and deeper into me.

He breaks the kiss suddenly, looking down at me lovingly. "How you doin'?"

"G-Good, really good." I say, fighting back the gasps and groans trying to escape from my throat as he continues his slow, long thrusts. I look down between us. About a third of his cock is sinking into me, soaked in our combined sexual fluids.

"Don't need any breaks or anything?" He asks, a bit surprised. I shake my head. "Wow, it's going a lot faster than I thought it would. Especially for a guy your size."

"Hmph, I'm sturdier than I look. You can go harder if you want."

He grins ferally at that, putting his hands on my hips. "You sure about that?"

I gulp, hoping I'm not biting off more than I can chew. "Yeah, give it to me."

"Alright then. You asked for this." He says, before pulling out to just the tip. Grabbing my legs, he roughly folds me in half, exposing me perfectly. Unceremoniously, he drives himself in, sinking in nearly half of his shaft in one go.

Before I can even register just how deep his cock sinks into me, how mind numbingly painful and even more so pleasurable it feels, he pulls out again, only to slam right back into me.

Claws gripping the sheets, jaw hung open and eyes rolled to the back of my head, I can only clench down and do my best to endure the mastiff's sudden onslaught, his massive spire hollowing out my cunt as he roughly fucks me with wild abandon. As reckless as it might seem though, I only feel waves of pleasure coursing through me as he rams himself deeper and deeper into my already overstuffed cunt.

I scream out as I clench down on him, cumming again. He doesn't slow down even for a second as my cunt squeezes down on him like a vice, absolutely ruining the sheets as I squirt around his cock.

"Cumming already? We've just gotten started." He says with a snarl, slamming in again and holding his cock deep inside of me, pushing slowly deeper and deeper. My whole body trembles as he slips deeper and deeper in. I barely summon enough energy to look down between us. There's only a few inches of his cock left, and then a giant knot that looked like it would split me in two. He's not even hilted in me, and yet he's deeper than any other man I've ever been with, boring into untouched depths in the most mind meltingly amazing ways imaginable.

He removes his hands from my hips, stroking over my stomach, and the little bulge caused by his oversized manhood.

"Fuck, deepest I've gotten with anyone. Are you bottomless?" He asks, jokingly. I try and muster up a response, but it devolves into more garbled moans as he starts thrusting again.

He's not even going all that fast, or using that much force. But he pulls out of me almost entirely, leaving me gaping and achingly empty before thrusting back in, every last inch of his massive cock grinding against sweet spots I didn't even know existed until today. His balls slap against my rear, two large grapefruits smacking against my rear. How much would he cum? If I was worried about ruining his sheets, he might just ruin his mattress.

I can't exactly bring myself to care about it though, arching my back and trying my best to push him deeper into me from my prone position. It was as if my first orgasm had never quite ended, the spiking pleasure arking through my system and leaving me a drooling, moaning mess. The world only continues to melt away, my only thoughts being on Liam, his gargantuan manhood hollowing me out, and "more, more, more!"

With a grunt, he lifts me up. I'm as limp as a rag doll, but I manage to wrap my arms around his thick neck, yelping weakly as gravity helps me down just an inch more. I can feel that knot finally kissing my pussy, grinding against my clit.

"Fuck . . . god, Aaron, you're so fucking hot." He growls out, gyrating my hips and making me squirm and scream out in his lap, sending me over the edge once again as I make a mess of his crotch. He barks out as I clench down on his shaft, practically milking him. "I'm . . . I'm gonna cum soon. Can I-"

"Yes! Please!" I cry out, muffled considering my face is nestled in between his mountainous pecs. He hears me loud and clear though, arms wrapping around me as he begins fucking me with reckless abandon. White hot pleasure shoots through me as he pummels my cunt, bordering on way too much. We couldn't have been at it for very long, and yet I had cum who knows how many times. A part of my brain was shouting at me to take a break, that it was all too much. But at the same time an even louder part of me begged to let Liam do whatever the hell he wanted to me.

The big mastiff grips me tighter, his thrusts getting sloppier, turning into harsh bucks, grinding his fat knot into me, threatening to force it in. "Aaron- I'm- I . . ." He throws his head back, snarling viciously as he slams into me one last time. His cock hardens to steel inside of me, throbbing violently. I can practically feel his member swell up with cum, before-

"HrrRRrrnnnghaaah" He groans out as he starts pumping me full. I cry out weakly as I'm suddenly stuffed ever fuller than before, my stomach swelling out at the sudden deluge of hot, virile jizz. In seconds, his cum squirts out of me, leaking out around his massive member, coating his knot before dripping down onto the bed. It comes out in thick pulses, in perfect time with each throb of his cock. I tremble weakly as I endure one last climax, my whole body turning to jelly. It's all I can do to just hold onto him as he fucks me full of pups.

Even after a full minute, I can still feel him cumming, his shaft flexing and jumping inside me. He gently lays me down onto the bed, slowly pulling out of me. Seeing his full length outside of me, coated in a mix of his own viscous, murky cum and my juices, it's unbelievable that he even fit half of it inside me. He furiously jerks his cock off, whole body tense and trembling and he shoots a few more thick spurts of jizz onto my fur, as if to mark me.

Wholly unnecessary, really, as my cunt is still gaping wide open, stomach swollen as I leak out a small river of cum onto the bed.

"Damn . . . that was so fucking awesome." He says, breathlessly, smiling toothily as he lays down next to me. "I haven't cum that hard since . . . ever! God, it felt like I could've knotted you too."

I groan weakly, not having the energy needed to make a proper response.

"Hehe, sorry, sorry. Looks Like I wore you out." He says, voice betraying how proud he is. "Looks like I'll need to give you a breather before trying out that tail of yours."

I let out a whine at that, my hole aching at the thought. I couldn't imagine ever having the energy to get fucked by him again. But my body was already aching to have him inside me, as if addicted to him. He really did break me.

For now though, all he does is pull me close to him, cuddling up with me. I muster up enough energy to turn towards him, wrapping my arms around him as best as I can, breathing in his scent, and taking a well needed break.

I'll need to for later, it seems.