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"Hmm. Your ID checks out. Did you say that DJ recommended you?" Peering over a pair of square glasses, the jaguar fixed a steely stare onto Kian's face as if searching for a sign of deceit. Twirling a finger, he pantomimed the act of stripping clothes off, pulling the shades behind him, then perching on his desk, legs crossed.

"Yeah, I've always wanted to work as a masseuse, and DJ said the money was great. I need some cash to keep my dad off my ass. He's been bugging me to move out for a while." Unleashing his fluffy bare chest from his shirt, Kian fumbled with his belt and passed his clothes to the critical jaguar, scratching his fuzzy balls and spreading his legs as DJ told him he'd have to. The tip of his manhood poked from his sheath as his exhibitionist streak reared its head, a shiver traveling through the samoyed's white fur.

Feeling Kian's clothes, searching for something, the jaguar breathed a sigh of relief, his expression softening. "Sorry about that song and dance, kid. You wouldn't believe how often the cops try to send in an agent. Better to get new boys naked so they can't hide a wire."

Circling Kian, the feline scratched under his chin thoughtfully, reaching out to feel along the dog's fluffy body and poking at the slight pudge beneath. "Not my usual hire, for sure, but there's definite potential. Tell me, kid, how confident are you in your ability to please regardless of attraction? Do you think you could stay hard balls-deep in a chubby older gentleman? Most of my boys are vain, shallow cunts, so it would be a boon to have a soft, willing boy to stroke egos. As you can imagine, it's hard to find attractive clients when your business caters so heavily to those who can't find a date on their own."

"Oh! I love dad bods. Give me a fat ass and a nice pair of tits to rest my head on, and I'll stay hard all night!" Kian nodded excitedly, lifting his tail so the jaguar could inspect his fluffy rump. Wiggling his ass from side to side in a blatant attempt to show off its wobble, he clenched his hole, making the puffy pucker pout and showing off his anal experience. While he usually topped, he was no stranger to power bottom, and Kian was rather proud of his versatility.

"Goddamn, kid. Are you willing to start now? I've got a new client on his way, a real business-like guy, clean cut, but a bit, shall we say, rotund? He didn't mention our special services, but he had that gleam in his eye and couldn't take his eyes off my crotch. Not hard to guess he's probably looking to lift his tail." Patting Kian's ass, he rummaged through his desk, pulling out several jockstraps until he settled on one that would fit the samoyed. Holding up the rainbow mesh to Kian's manhood, he nodded sagely. "Wear this. My cut is half the price of anything you do. Happy endings are 200 bucks a pop, but you set your prices for anything past a handjob. Don't ask clients if they want sex. If he grabs your ass or dick, then you can follow through. Cops don't have a case if they initiate." Rattling off the rules, he nodded towards the door. "Room three. I'll consider keeping you on the roster if your first client gives you a glowing review."

"Thank you, sir! I won't let you down!" Stepping into the barely-there garment, Kian beamed, his tail swaying behind him as a pleasant breeze tickled his rump. Without a care for his nudity, he followed the hallway to a room with a three painted on it, then stepped through, his nose twitching as a cloying floral scent wafted from the room, accompanied by a gentle puff of smoke.

Dimly lit, with incense burning in the corner and soft music playing, the setting could almost be romantic if not for the implication of money changing hands. Pure white fur flickered by candlelight, and a tail much the same as Kian's lay across a heavy frame, lazily swaying and lifted, leaving two globes guarded only by a thin towel that left the outline of the soft cleft between two cheeks barely shaded. Another cloth covered the client's face, though a black nose twitched when he entered the room as if trying to catch his scent over the overpowering smoke of the incense.

Trying to hold in the desire to bury his face between those perfect chubby cheeks, Kian padded over to the prone man's side. Bottles of fur oil lined the nearby wall next to a list of their more innocent prices, and five twenty-dollar bills sat under the sign, buying an hour-long full body massage according to some quick math. Taking one of the more mild-sounding scents, Kian wiped the drool from his mouth and slathered his paws in the sweet-smelling oil, tentatively touching the chubby man's calves, then digging his fingers in, working the muscles in a gentle massage.

Pleased huffs followed Kian's exploring fingers, legs spreading as far as they could on the narrow table and revealing more of the shadowy valley between those cheeks, a dark ebony pucker showing itself. The wag of the client's tail grew more excited as he worked his way up impossibly soft, fluffy thighs, wiggling that rump and knocking the towel loose until it fell to the side, leaving him completely nude.

Taking the older dog's disregard for the towel's placement as permission, Kian's hands roamed up from well-oiled thighs to wobbling cheeks, massaging slow circles that spread them and showed off a well-used pucker with a slight slackness gaping its puffiness. Every stroke of his fingers grew bolder, roaming closer to the treasure between those cheeks until, just before his fingers moved from soft fur to silky, intimate skin, Kian released the squirming dog's cheeks.

Still silent outside of slightly heavy breathing, the chubby dog sought Kian's groin as soon as it was in reach, rolling his balls around as if testing their size and guiding him with a firm but gentle grip until that wiggling nose could bury itself in his manhood. Nuzzling blindly into Kian's manhood, he sought every corner of the younger dog's sheath, breathing in greedy lungs full of musk before insistently grinding the pad of his nose against Kian's peeking tip. Maw opening and thin streamers of drool rolling down to the pool on the floor below, he savored every second.

Smirking at the client's boldness, Kian shrugged out of his only garment, letting that eager nose sniff his peeking tip directly without the thin mesh in the way. Keen to please, he pressed forward, burying the client's face in his junk and slowly grinding as he put his paws to work on tense shoulders. His dick grew with each thrust, his balls draping over the client's snuffling nostrils. Kian loved nothing more than an older guy with soft curves and a hunger for dick, and this guy seemed like he knew his way around.

Rooting around in the dark, the client eventually managed to maneuver his muzzle to capture Kian's cock, a muffled moan vibrating through the shaft as he worked the stiffening member with eager lips and a lapping tongue. Well-trained, his slurps rolled up and down Kian's cock with desperate need, his talented muzzle so soft and wet that it was hard to believe teeth resided within it. His paws raised to Kian's ass, taking greedy hands full and guiding him into every thrust as if begging for him to go deeper.

Slapping his balls against the client's wet, sloppy lips, Kian rammed deep into the accommodating hole, panting as his balls received a coat of drool. Abandoning his attempts to massage the man's body, he instead took hold of the towel-covered face, using his grip as leverage to mash his sheath against the man's lips, his cockhead delving deep into a spasming throat.

Wagging faster by the second, the client's tail showed his pleasure, his hips grinding into the table to rub himself against the soft leather below. Tongue working overtime, he met every thrust with slutty gurgles and a fresh flood of saliva, growing more desperate for cock by the second and mashing his nostrils against Kian's pubic fur. A high-pitched whimper shook through him as he felt the telltale throb of Kian's cock, no doubt anticipating his orgasm and begging wordlessly to drink every drop.

Pulling out until only the first inch remained between the older dog's lips, Kian gripped his cock just behind the knot, smearing his dick over eager lips as the first shot glazed the suckling muzzle. Each successive blast poured into the eagerly licking dog's mouth, swirled over slutty tastebuds, then swallowed like fine wine, savoring the flavor of Kian's masculinity.

Slipping as eager sucks tried to coax more of Kian's orgasm from his cock, and the client shoved against the table, trying to work himself to orgasm; the towel slipped from his face, revealing a pair of grey eyes that blinked as they took in Kian's appearance. Panic replaced the expression of slutty contentment, and a slow gulp swallowed a mouthful of Kian's cum, clearing his throat.

It took Kian a moment to connect the dots, staring at the arousing sight of his sloppy manhood, bathed in a thick layer of drool and still recovering from some of the best head he'd ever received. Eventually, the fog lifted from his brain, and he realized who was swallowing his cum, and he spoke, his voice cracking. "Dad? W-What are you doing here?"

"I- Um- Oh-" Trailing off and incoherent, Kian's father sat up, his stomach jiggling above a thick but short cock jutting from two fluffy wrecking balls. "Fuck, is this what rock bottom feels like?" Visibly deflating, he sagged in the massage chair, wiping his mouth on one arm.

Shit. The sloppiest, best suck that Kian ever had was from his father's talented maw. Worse still, he was seeing the man in a different light. That fat fucking ass still called to him, and rather than losing his erection, Kian only grew harder at the embarrassment on his father's face, overwhelmed with the desire to bring back that slutty, cockdrunk expression he held moments ago. Fuck it. He already blasted his load into his father's throat; he may as well go all in.

"Oops, looks like I forgot a few spots." Surrendering to his taboo desire, Kian stepped between his father's legs, slathering a thin coating of oil over that squat shaft and rolling his thumb over the underside. "What do you say, daddy? Want to finish what we started?" Murmuring in the older dog's perked ear, he pressed his steely cock against the soft embrace of a heavy thigh, stroking aggressively in time with his claiming humps.

"N-No. Gods, we can't. What is wrong with you-?" Showing his submissive side in the wag of his tail and his greedy stare, the older man pushed ineffectively at Kian's chest, his paws shaking. Licking his lips, he tried his best to escape, though he only managed to show off more of his body and press further against Kian's insistent embrace, his squishy chest welcoming the muscular press of Kian's.

"What's wrong with me is that I didn't know my father was such a talented slut. How many knots have you taken to get that pretty little gape?" Gripping the older dog's fat ass and dragging him forward with possessive paws, Kian squished his cock against his father's smaller manhood, his teeth grazing a quivering shoulder, threatening to bite down.

"I-I'm not." Trying his best to deny Kian, his father's struggles grew weaker by the second, his neck raising submissively and his legs spreading further to allow Kian's cock to explore the space beneath his massive balls. "I-I was just curious, so I hooked up a few times, then decided to try this place because guys never lasted long. I wanted to feel what it was like to fuck for more than a few seconds. I didn't want-"

"Well, aren't you in luck? I've got a nice fat cock, and you've already swallowed, so it's not like it's any more wrong to let yourself go. Why not sit on this fat cock and let me take you to heaven?" Nibbling the exposed offering, Kian guided himself between rounded cheeks, smearing his tip over his father's puffy, parted hole. "Don't you want to feel what it's like to be bred by your pup? You don't have to worry about me finishing fast. This fat fucking ass will have me hard again in moments."

Biting his lower lip and visibly struggling with his dilemma, Kian's father panted, melting against Kian's advances. Every prod against his loosened hole seemed to make him less coherent, changing the expression of worry and shame to a vacuous, cock-hungry pant, drool dripping from his outstretched tongue and the scent of Kian's cum tainting his breath. Desperation grew by the second until finally, he turned over onto his stomach, slipping from the table and bending over it, his rotund rump quivering and one paw spreading cheeks to reveal his arousal-shined hole.

"That's it, daddy. You were built to take a cock." Praising the increasingly slutty dog and slotting his pointed tip against the enticing ebony hole, Kian nuzzled into silken depths. Paws roaming over the older dog's chest as he slid to the root, he took hold of puffy nipples, massaging them into stiff peaks. "Feel how hard I am for you? Such a pretty rump that I can barely think of anything but pounding it."

"Th-This is so wrong." Bracing himself against the table, the slutty older dog tried to maintain some semblance of protest, but his sweeping tail and drooling dick betrayed him. There was almost no resistance to impede Kian's cock, embracing him like a soft, wet glove as his sheath kissed against the pouting rim of his father's ass.

"You're just a good daddy. Tending to your pup's cock with this slutty hole and submitting so easily." Slowly and steadily, Kian bucked his hips, savoring every thrust and delighting in the overstimulated, higher pitched moans he rung from the older, usually stoic man's mouth. Sloppy slurps filled the air as slack walls rolled up and down his shaft, showing off his father's sluttiness.

Clenching weakly with each pinch of his chest and whimpering as Kian's claws teased his nubs, the older samoyed soon lost himself in submission, melting forward into a puddle of desperate, cock-hungry nerves. Wreathing Kian's groin with his perfect, jiggling cheeks, he pressed back, his claws digging into the leather as Kian's growing knot teased his rim.

"There's my sloppy daddy. Fuck, even my knot slips in and out so easily." Demonstrating with slippery-sounding pops, Kian rolled his hips, forcing his knot into the yielding hole, then slurping it free. Reveling in the sensation of further ruining his father's sloppy ass, he sped his hips, popping free in a frantic rhythm and nearly climbing on top of the moaning man to force his cock deeper.

Squirming and clamping down as best he could, the slutty samoyed emptied his balls without warning, his hole clenching rhythmically as a growing puddle of submission rained down from his pulsing cock. Abandoning his desire to escape, begging for Kian's finish with every bit of his body, he whimpered, a blissed-out expression on his face as he lay in a puddle of his drool.

Slamming himself to the root, Kian bit his father's shoulder, mashing his balls against the older male's and growling out as a flood of claiming seed painted his insides, gushing like a musky firehose. "Fuck yeah. Good bitch." He murmured when he finally released his hold, testing their tie and groaning as sloppy flesh nearly released him, forcing him to keep his groin flush to remain inside.

"Fuck. Why can't I say no to you?" Burying his face in his hands, Kian's dad lowered his ears and shook his head. "Wait. Why are you working at a whorehouse?" His voice losing its dreamy, high-pitched desperation, he pulled himself free from Kian's grip and turned around.

"Heh. You're my first client. If it helps, I'm not interested in continuing since-" Trailing off, Kian pressed the older dog up against the wall, his muzzle inches from his father's. "-I've got something far more exciting waiting for me at home. I don't think I'll be moving out soon, so I don't need the money." Smirking at the older dog's instinctive ear lowering, he cupped one chubby cheek, smearing his still drooling cock over the older dog's belly. "How does that sound, daddy? Getting to know your puppy better and exploring your slutty side?"

The submissive whimper and shaking paw cupping his manhood told Kian everything he needed to know. Pressing his lips to the submissive older man's, he claimed his cum-flavored maw with a deep kiss, already daydreaming about all the lewd, raunchy things he wanted to subject his slutty father to when they returned home.