The Accidental Job
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The Accidental Job
by Segremores Moon
A gift for Freckles
Freckles belongs to his player.
All other characters belong to me.
My dark triangular ears swiveled toward the front door as a tentative little knock reverberated from the solid-looking wood. I sighed a little and stretched on my big couch, glancing up at a clock I owned that ticked relentlessly away above the kitchen area of my small apartment.
"Twelve fifteen?" my deep voice rumbled out as I stood up, my big dark-furred stallion body clad only in a pair of sweatpants and a tank-top. I hadn't been expecting any friends or clients to come over this late, but business was business. I rubbed the weariness from my eyes and tossed the remote control onto the mahogany coffee table, clopping my tall muscled form to the door to peer through the peep-hole.
At first I didn't see anyone, my soft lips parting in a little sneer as I thought that perhaps it was one of the neighborhood punks playing a trick on me this late at night/early in the morning. "Damned... wait a second," I wickered a bit, catching sight of something short moving just under my field of vision there. I unlocked the door and opened it wide to the cool night air. Standing there in a hoodie sweatshirt, a pair of long cargo pants, and a nervous smile, was a short little dog boy with shaggy white-and-brown spotted fur.
"Well hello there," I started, giving my best smile and offered one of my massive paws. I glanced at my hand as I offered it, feeling a little bad for the guy I was meeting for the first time. I probably could have fit his entire face in my hand if I wanted to.
The pup was eager though, he met my gaze with a nervous smile, his tail wagging a little, and offered his paw back, gripping a few of my fingers in his warm little hand. "My friends call me Freckles," he replied, with an uncertain edge to his voice, tilting his head up at me, "is it too late tonight for... uh..."
I smiled warmly back to him, letting him trail off before taking a clopping step back and gesturing into my small one-bedroom apartment in that bad part of downtown. "Come on in, it's never too late for a client," I replied. I didn't even get a chance to finish my offer, he was already through the door and taking his sweatshirt off, the eager little guy.
"Now now, hold on a second, business first, then fun my friend," I chuckled, grabbing a fold-out chair and opening it for him, patting the seat of it with a big paw as I took a seat on the couch, grabbing a little cashbox that I kept under my couch, unlocking it. "What sort of fun are you looking for tonight?"
Freckles took his seat across from me, though not before scooting it closer to where I was sitting, eager to be close to his lover for the night. "Well, when I asked some of my friends, they said you were the biggest?" he asked, which made me giggle a little inside. The puppy was just so cute and eager but anxious at the same time, it was conflicting, but those sorts of clients were always the most fun. I had to adjust myself a little before saying anything, and of course he noticed, his eyes going a little wide.
"That's what they tell me. You know what? Let's talk business afterward," I grinned, wickering softly to him as I closed the box and tucked it away. I was reaching for my shirt when the little guy leapt into my lap, knees bouncing against my thick thighs and making me oof a little. "Look at you," I chuckled louder, and leaned back as his little paws began to work at my shorts, pulling them down to reveal my package.
As always, the little puppy had to pause as my pride and joy was revealed. It was quite impressive, if I do say so myself. Even soft as it had been at that moment... well... approaching hardness anyway, it was still a beast to be reckoned with. I lay there on the couch, smirk on my face, as I watched the little brown-and-white dog stare transfixed by my horse shaft as it grew and swelled with my arousal. Every beat of my heart adding another inch to the tower of cock, adding another throbbing vein to its surface, another bulging feature such as the nice thick medial ring you find on most cocks of my species, or the wide flare at the head, ridged in preparation to flare wider before an orgasm.
"Wow, it's... it's..." Freckles tried to put words to what he was seeing, kneeling there on my splayed lap, the waistband of my sweatpants tucked up under my fat immense nuts, shaved and glistening lightly with a sheen of musky sweat from being packed away in my pants for so long that evening.
"It wants you to touch it, first of all," I replied, helping him finish his lost sentence, resting a big paw on the back of his right shoulder to guide him in closer. In a true daze, he complied, moving both of his smaller paws up the sides of my cock tower, making it and myself flex in pleasure at that initial touch.
He seemed to snap out of it a little then, moving toward exploration. Those soft little paws traced over every inch of my shaft in a slow, sensuous way. It was as if he were cradling a lover rather than molesting me. I watched with a pleasured smile, not moving, just letting him work, letting him get his money's worth.
I wickered in surprise when his lips joined in on the fun, kissing under the flare of my shaft, then trailing down the massive bulge of the urethral tunnel. I sighed softly, laying back even more as he moved toward my base, toward those fat nuts gurgling away between my open thighs.
"What are these?" He asked, rubbing a thumb across the swollen surface of my right nut, about where those white cumdrop tattoos could be found.
I had to pause for a moment to think of what to say. I couldn't exactly tell him the truth about what those little white tattoos meant. "My conquests," I replied finally, and that seemed to satisfy him, leaning over to lick over my smooth shaven horsenuts.
"Mmm, there are so many of them, do you get one for every customer you serve?" He asked, his hot breath washing over my loins in a way that made my hooves curl a bit.
"Mmmf, sort of, maybe I'll get one for you after you're gone," I replied, a sly smile coming to my broad muzzle as I thought about doing the one thing I enjoyed above all else. My balls suddenly gurgling in reply, enjoying the idea just as much as I was.
"Why don't you take off your clothes, I'm sure you want some attention too?" I asked coyly, my loins starting to react in that particularly 'hungry' way. The sensation of need started in my orbs, radiated up into my groin, then up my massive cock, making it flex and suddenly spurt thick precum all over the poor dog.
He was reluctant to move, but finally he nodded and stood up, slipping his shirt up over his lithe furry frame with a smile and a blush that could be seen pink under the precum-matted fur of his cheek. He giggled a little when he slipped off his shorts, revealing his fully-erect dog cock.
It was my turn to be surprised this time. The little guy was pretty well-endowed. Perhaps not as well endowed as mine, given that I was at least two, maybe three feet in length, but he had to have a good nine inches on him.
I smiled and licked my lips playfully when he stood nude before me, then laid back and pat my broad chest. "You should rest here, so we can do a little sixty-nine before the main event..." I chuckled and winked coyly at him. Truth be told, I did want a little taste of that dog cock. Bigger always tasted better.
Fluffy little tail all awag, he hopped up onto my chest, giving my lips a lick before turning around and presenting his loins and rear to me as best he could. He was short compared to my tall, and it made for a difficult reach, but I managed, curling myself in a bit, and using one of my broad hands to encourage my shaft to point more toward his eager tongue.
An instant later, his muzzle was already wrapped around my flare. I had never seen anyone be able to take cock like this guy could, but there he was, trying to swallow as much of it as he could. It drove my hunger wild, feeling the prey so close and pleasuring me to boot. Within the tight warm confines of his wet little maw, I could feel my cumslit widening gently, opening up in preparation to take him muzzle-first.
I was just as busy on my end... or his end rather. When my big muzzle was tucked up between his legs, my broad tongue flicked out to collect his doggie dick, slurping it into my hot mouth. He moaned pleasantly around my flare, slurping a little harder on it, which made me moan in turn, bobbing my head along his cock. As I had thought, plenty of wonderful taste there, nice musky canine and a lot of it, especially as he started to produce a steady stream of his flavor of pre, just as I was doing for him.
"Mmm.. better be careful, I might cum too early... you should rub your muzzle against my flare for a few minutes instead to keep me from going off.." I wickered to him, too eager to wait any longer. My member was ready for him and my balls were making me twitch with every gurgle.
He hesitated a moment to collect the most recent spurt of precum, then slowly pulled off my member, letting the flare slip out with a pleasantly wet pop. "Oh wow, is it getting bigger?" He asked, his voice full of wonder, his fuzzy little thighs gripping my face a bit as I slide his cock back into my muzzle and gave it a firm suck.
This managed to distract him from whatever was happening with my pride and joy, and I could feel him moaning his hot breath over my erection, then licking the widely-flared tip and deep, open cumslit. Finally, he nuzzled his nose into the tip and that's when my shaft flexed, pulling his cold wet pad right in.
There was no struggling at first. He didn't quite know what to think of the situation, continuing to nuzzle along my drooling opening. In fact, my poor little puppy victim didn't realize that anything was different until most of his face was inside my yawning flare, when my shaft suddenly spurted precum and it washed over his head like a pressurized hose lifted to drink from.
"Mmmf!" He cried out right into my member, making a delightful vibration from within and causing bubbles to spurt from the sides of my stretched flare. He started to push back next, gripping my wide shaft base and pushing away to get it off of his muzzle. It was no good though, I was already solidly stuck to his muzzle via suction and the muscles found inside my big horse dick. With another firm pull of my long member, his panicked green eyes slid past the opening in my tip, and I gently pushed his rump forward to feed the rest of his head right inside.
Oh gods was it good to feed again, and this one was a struggler, flailing his arms and kicking his legs frantically as he felt my flare squeeze gently around his neck, then suck that in too. I just held him to my chest and waited, knowing that it wouldn't be too long until he was tucked away entirely inside me. I could feel him trying to make noises inside my cock on his way down. My dick vibrated on occasion with his bubbling cries, finding some pockets of musky air on his way in to breathe.
On the outside, I had to hold him still, otherwise his arms and legs would just flail around. It became an easier chore when my flare slid up and over his lithe little shoulders, spurting more of that potently-musky clear goo down his back and little chest.
"It's okay, little guy, you're just doing what many have done before you, just enjoy it while you still can..." I cooed to him, giving out an involuntary whinny every time my shaft flexed, every time another couple inches of his small frame slid down into my massive flared horse python. I took the time to rub down the bulging underside of my cock, watching the bulge of his head and shoulders slipping down the huge gullet of my shaft.
Despite the fear an anxiety he was experiencing, his canine member was still full, still erect, and even dribbling precut. I chuckled and watched him slide down my flare a little more, reaching out to stroke his cock before it was engulfed in my shaft as well.
With a shudder and a loud gurgle from inside my shaft's base, he suddenly came, knot swelling up at his base while the tip spurted long thick ropes of his seed all over my abdominals. I whinnied softly from the constant delightful twitching and spasming his little body performed inside my swollen shaft, causing me to tighten my hands into fists at the overwhelming sensation.
"Oh gods, you're one of the best meals..." I gasped out, watching my flare swallow up over his hips and that cute little ass of his, making me regret not having done more with it before my hunger had taken its toll. With such a powerful orgasm, the little pup wasn't moving much anymore, simply breathing in what musky air he could find within my shaft as it burped and slurped all over his form.
I myself couldn't do much more than watch as his legs slid deeper. It wasn't until his knees slid in that his head finally made its way deeper into my groin, making me whinny loudly into the night air as my lower belly bulged. I could feel his softly furred head slide into that special place within me, opening up my prostate for his delivery.
Hefting myself up a bit, I carefully arranged myself into a better position for what was to come. I propped my back up against the couch cushion until I was sitting, my dark muscular legs spread around my dangling balls, which ached for their filling. I kept my pup-filled cock against my abs and chest, and the swelling bulge of my prostate lower down, groaning as my shaft pushed more and more of him within, bulging my gut outward with such precious and squirming cargo.
Looking down at my cock, I smiled as I watched his little kicking footpads squirm a farewell to me as they slid out of sight, my cumslit closing up around the last toe. With this, the last of him sliding into my shaft, I had but to wait and enjoy, leaning my big horse form back to rest on the couch as I let my hooves stomp the floor in pleasure. My fingers trailed up and down my swollen shaft, stroking myself gently but also seeing just how much of him was left within my member itself. There wasn't much... there were his hips... his thighs, and those kicking little feet.
"Mmm, in you go..." I grunted softly to the last bulges in my cock, watching them slip down softly like a snake finishing its meal... That's when I let go of the gentle hold I had on that horse shaft of mine, letting it bob of its own free will between my legs. It wasn't the focus now, my shifting squirming lower belly was. A big smile plastered itself across my muzzle as I rubbed it, feeling him moving inside, trapped in my massive horse prostate.
Every movement from within caused my shaft to flex a little, my balls to gurgle in anticipation. It would only be a matter of time now, the last few struggles of the little pup within my upper reproductive system starting out, until he was finally still and there were not but gurgles coming from between my spread legs.
Things were quiet in the apartment then, only the occasional gurgle from my gut, the incessant ticking of the clock above my television, and the sound of the occasional car passing outside. It was time for some porn and maybe some action with my paw's grip. I flicked the television set on and changed the channel until I got a good 'vore' station going, watching a big dino guy with a massively squirming gut swallow down another for, his face disappearing between those wide-open jaws of his.
Nothing got me going like the idea of feeding, and this was made apparent by how fast my hands were gripping and stroking at that hungry cock of mine. The distraction of watching that massive green dinosaur swallowing down another victim almost made me forget about my own burden, until I could feel that insistent need to release again.
I groaned out in enjoyment as I could feel those internal muscles trying to open up, as if I needed to piss but much deeper and much more insistent, my gut sloshing softly with all that freshly-made stallion cum. My teeth grit together as I tried to hold onto it as long as I could, that insistent pressure and feeling.
Watching that dino stud rub his squirming gut, feeling that insistent pressure, and groping my big shaft sent me clean over the edge. I whinnied loudly in the most feral of ways, my cock exploding with what little cum there was left inside onto the ample contribution the pup had left on my belly earlier. The loss of control quickly replaced the cum in a shuddering jolt, my balls ballooning hugely as all that fresh cum rushed in, making those nuts of mine sag nearly to the ground as I held onto my shaft.
I nearly blacked out at that point, all of that overwhelming pleasure washing my mind away for a moment. When I had the mental fortitude to focus again, I looked down at my groin, flat belly once again present, and balls once again so full and pendulous. I gripped over them softly, grinning as I chuckled to no one in particular.
"Tonight's on me, pup, no charge."