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Bruce grumbled to himself as he took the trash out behind the apartment complex that he owned. The large bat was both bored and irritated. He had been texting another guy on a hookup app and expected them to show up soon but they got cold feet and declined. Hauling the back of trash out the back door of the apartment building, he was pondering about what he would do about his blue balls. Sure he could just jerk off but he had been really looking forward to a snug hole to fill...

The trash containers were lined up on the side of the complex. It was an alley of sorts, with the complex's wall on one side and chain link fencing on the other side. Still thinking to himself, the bat's large ears began to twitch. Actually listening, he heard the sounds of rustling around the corner. He huffed and clenched the bag tighter, being familiar with the sound: there was some kind of animal rooting in the trash. Someone must have left one of the lids up and if he were extra unlucky there was likely trash strewn all over the place that he would have to clean up.

He rounded the corner and shouted, startling a canine that was standing on top of the trash container. It yelped and jumped down, attempting to run but the big bat had snatched him up with an impressive display of agility.

"What do we have here?" Bruce asked, keeping a firm hold on the dog by his scruff. Looking close, he noticed that this canine was rather large and it had many wolf-like features.

"I was just looking for something to eat," the dog exclaimed with a bit of panic in his voice.

Bruce raised an eyebrow. It seemed he caught a talking feral, those were a pretty rare find. Nevertheless they were still a trespasser. To his luck there was no trash on the ground; it was assumed the wolfdog had just arrived.

"You'll have to look somewhere else. This is my property and I'm not gonna have a bunch of stray mutts digging in my trash," Bruce huffed, assuming that this dog would be telling his friends about this place.

"I don't tell the others where I get my food from," the wolfdog responded. He calmed down and turned his head around to gaze upon the bat. Bruce stood at seven feet tall, having black fur with blue along his arms, lower legs, and the tips of his wings. Taking in his physique, Bruce looked rather built, muscle especially could be seen along his arms and legs and his clothes were a bit snug, highlighting the broad chest. Another thing that caught the wolfdog's attention was the visible bulge between the bat's legs.

His fear dwindled and was replaced with a natural curiosity. Already twitching, his sense of smell easily picked up on the other male's scent. He was introduced to a surprisingly strong but appealing musky scent. A small sight left him and his tail wagged on instinct. Bruce noticed the sniffs and the dog's continued attention to his crotch. This got the bat to do some thinking. Perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone...

"I guess I could let you off with a warning..." Bruce said but he kept a firm hold on the canine, gripping even tighter to the point that his claws were just short of digging into the skin under the fur. "...But then again, I'm in the mood to teach you a lesson."

He made his point clear by pushing the dog's muzzle into his crotch. The canine reacted right away, letting out a groan as he breathed directly at the fabric. It was a bit sweaty and he could feel the heat radiating from the flaccid cock on the other side. It was easy to feel that Bruce was going commando and his length was starting to stir as he began to nuzzle the area.

"Mmm. Good boy..." Bruce paused, realizing that he didn't know this dog's name.

"Aspen," the wolfdog introduced. His voice was laden with lust and he openly took in deep whiffs of the bat's sweaty crotch odor. He detected a heavier kind of musk that came from a prolonged period without a proper wash. But that was just the way Aspen liked it; as a feral he just loved the strong scents that came from other males. And he showed that through continued huffs.

Getting riled up from the sniffing and nuzzling, Bruce pushed Aspen back a bit with his large clawed hand, still keeping a firm grip on his scruff. Without saying anything he gripped the top of his snug fitting shorts with the other, pulling them down slowly. He smirked as when noticing the excited anticipation that Aspen displayed.

The wolfdog watched as more of the bat's erection was shown off to him. First six inches, then nine... Aspen had to take a step back and looked on with wide eyes as the last of it sprung free from the bat's shorts. Standing at attention was a girthy and sweaty 15 inch cock.

"Now get over here and receive your 'punishment,'mutt." Bruce beckoned him to approach again via the curling of his finger. There was no need to do that, considering his prolonged grip on Aspen's scruff but there was a certain satisfaction that came from having the feral take those steps on his own volition.

His hand made sure that Aspen's muzzle remained close to his cock but the canine certainly wasn't complaining about that. In fact he was already giving into his desires, opening his muzzle to gently lick at the fat cocktip. He swept the long and soft thing along the head, getting the taste of sweat all over it.

He enjoyed it despite its intensity and was already lapping faster and with more pressure. A low groan came from Bruce and his hand pushed down on the back of the hybrid's head. The push was rough and Aspen was forced forwards and his muzzle spread wide against the inches there were crammed inside.

"Gonna need some lube..." Bruce muttered, alluding to something else he had in store for the trespasser. He began to roughly shove and tug the street dog's head along his cock, gaining further satisfaction and amusement in hearing the muffled groans and gags.

The sheer size was stretching his throat faster than he was prepared for and there was a bit of pain but he still loved it. The girth, heat, and flavor that filled his muzzle far outweighed that negative element. He did his best to go along with the forced motions of his head. Slurping and grinding along the musky flesh, his tongue smeared the saliva along and there was plenty thanks to his mouth continually watering.

In total, less than half of the bat's cock was stuffed inside of the feral's muzzle. Bruce took what he could get for the time being and enjoyed the warmth and tightness of Aspen's throat upon making another firm shove. After another loud gag, the wolfdog was quick to pick up where he left off, working his tongue and now his throat.

"Alright, that's enough," Bruce said, tugging the halfbreed back again. Aspen was pulled off of the fat cock, panting hard as the tip popped free from his mouth. Some tugging to his scruff got him to turn around and the canine fell right into a submissive position, lowering his top half to the cool concrete while raising his back half even higher. His tail was kept lifted as it wagged, showing off the hole for the bat to see.

"Heh. Already begging for it. Don't think I'm going easy on you. You're the one trespassing and you deserve some punishment for that." Bruce spoke as he got behind the dog, lining up and pressing his tip against the tight entrance.

With both hands taking hold of the hips, Bruce made the first push. It came hard and Aspen yipped loudly as his tailhole was quickly spread around the spit-lubed cocktip. Bruce followed through and his groan of pleasure could be heard within the alley. He continued pushing and managed to stuff half of his cock inside on the first go.

"Fuck, that's good. Hope you're still breathing cause I'm not letting up," Bruce said with an edge to his tone. There was a short pause that let the trembling wolfdog feel himself being already stuffed full. The hot flesh was pressing firm to his walls and he could already feel his own spit and precum being smeared along his insides.

He could only whimper and let out another pitched yelp when the hard pushing resumed. Bruce let out another deep grunt as he slammed forwards with his hips, stuffing the rest of his cock inside and smacking his crotch into the dog's fully stuffed tailhole. Bruce felt himself completely hilted and just enjoyed the feeling of his cock finally being stuffed into a hot and tight hole. At the same time Aspen was trembling and making small whimpers from the lingering pain but more so the unexpected pleasure that came just from having something so big filling him. He could even feel his stomach bulging as the tip sat deep in his guts...

And then the thrusting began. After a sudden and hard tug out of the deeper parts of his ass, an even harder shove forwards was given, jamming all of his cock back inside. From there, the bat adopted a pace that consisted of tugging back with a harshness before plunging it all in force that kept the feral panting hard and crying out. Aspen couldn't form words and he resorted to more animalistic noises that got the message across.

Knowing the noise would attract someone, Bruce draped his large body over the wolfdogs. One of his hands reached ahead to wrap around and clamp down on the muzzle, muffling the noises of pleasure. He proceeded to keep up the strong thrusts that rocked Aspen's body each and every time. Their bodies would meet with loud yet muffled smacks. Already he was feeling the ache in his backside from it being rammed into repeatedly with full force but he still loved it.

"Gonna fuck you hard..." Bruce snarled, as he pummeled the wolfdog's ass without relent. Though he spread the hole wide around his dick, it remained tight and gave him plenty of clenches to thrust against. He spurt plenty of precum inside and was unloading even more. The bat was pent up and his large heavy balls were aching to unload all of those built up fluids and the main load that kept them so swollen.

As the pleasure grew, Bruce's treatment grew all the more rougher. In addition to jamming his cock in with plenty of strength, he also pressed his claws into the point that they dug into the skin. They had yet to pierce but them being dragged along the wolfdog's body made them shudder from the exciting mix of pain and pleasure.

"Taking it like the bitch you are! Keep squeezing on it!" Bruce commanded, planting a firm smack on Aspen's haunch. A muffled yip came from the hybrid dog and he did just as he was told, continually squeezing his hole down on the pumping erection in time with each back and forth motion.

The pounding was so deep that Aspen's stomach was continually stretching around the cocktip that reached so far down into him. It was already a bit swollen from the pool of precum that had been deposited and he could feel the length starting to throb even harder than before.

More weight was dropped down over him and his voice was still loud even if clamped shut. His body was shaking hard and his own cock was leaking heavily, marking the concrete underneath him. All four of his paws were planted firmly to keep him in place against the onslaught of humps that came from Bruce picking up the pace. The bat was growling and snarling in a beastly fashion, taking out his sexual frustation out on the street mutt.

"Here it comes! Get ready for my load!" Bruce said, baring his large fangs before making the final extra hard shove. His crotch crashed into Aspen's rump and he kept himself hilted just as his cock was beginning to pulse and spew.

Aspen managed to cry out against Bruce's hold on his mouth. That final hard strike to his prostate did much but what really pushed him past the limit was the sudden rush of hot seed that splashed over his pulsating walls. That sensation led to him cumming and painting the ground with ropes of his own watery dog cum.

Bruce's climax lasted much longer. He was groaning and even drooling while riding out the blissful sensations. And the whole time his cock was gushing and pumping huge loads of thick cum into the other male. Now only did Aspen feel himself being flooded from his backend but his stomach was swelling even more from the ready pouring of musky bat spunk.

Even when it came to an end. Bruce was still breathing deeply, his cock was twitching and spurt the last of his cum deep inside, leading to another groan that made the wolfdog's ears flick. Aspen's own tongue was lolling in reaction to the heat that radiated throughout his body.

"Holy shit, that was good..." Bruce hissed, squeezing either side of Aspen's hips as he began to pull his cock free. "And you're still so tight..!" With another tug, his tip finally came free and a rush of cum followed, spilling out of the now gaping and leaking hole.

"Now look at this mess you made..." Bruce said, referring to the seed that still glazed his cock. "Come make yourself useful." Aspen did as he was told and he began to lick up the thick seed, swiping his tongue along the sides before he reached the tip again.

"Hope you're ready to go another round," Bruce chuckled, pushing Aspen's open mouth onto the tip of his still-hard cock. His hand was firm on the back of the dog's head and he began to push forwards with his hips, forcing all of his 15 inches inside.

It was harder for Aspen to take it into his mouth, feeling his muzzle being spread wider than it ever had been before and it suddenly became hard to breathe around the invading cock. His throat didn't have the same elasticity and was actively resisting the addition of more inches being inserted.

"Just relax... Fighting isn't going to make it go any faster," Bruce said, amusement being heard in his voice. Both hands were on the back of Aspen's head and another forward push stuffed more inside.

The wolfdog groaned around the rest being pushed all the way into his mouth and throat, feeling it being forced to expand around the flesh. There was another flash of pain from it being stretched so roughly and suddenly but another splash of warm precum eased the feeling a bit.

Keeping a good hold on it, Bruce began to move Aspen's head, rocking it back and forth. He got the wolfdog's muzzle to sink all the way down to the hilt before pulling back towards the tip, doing it all over again in a steady fashion.

A series of muffled gulps and gagged filled the alley as he was made to take all of the large cock into his windpipe over and over again. Bruce was back to letting out low sounds of pleasure. He snorted and began to rock his own hips in time with every push and pull of Aspen's head.

The dog was starting to feel a bit dizzy, both from the rough tugging and from also the decrease of oxygen. He didn't have much time to take a proper breath. Every full thrust forward was enough to force the air out of his lungs and when being pushed back down his nose was pressed firmly against the bat's strong smelling crotch fur.

Bruce's hands held on tighter and the pace picked up, smoothly moving Aspen's head in time with the faster bucks of his hips. The cock continually swabbed the hot, wet, and squeezing walls of the feral canine's throat. Bruce's growling was picking up in volume and the repeated smack of his balls hitting Aspen's chin could be heard as well.

"Here it comes again..!" Bruce announced, digging his claws in as he made another hard push. It came just as another strong thrust forwards was made, resulting in his cock being plunged far down into the other male's throat. He took deep breaths through grit fangs as he unleashed more heavy loads down into Aspen's stomach from the other end.

Aspen was finally able to breathe properly thanks to Bruce keeping his cock in that same position. Every breath he made was laced with thick musk. That and the surge of warmth running down his throat were enough to soothe the lingering aches in his esophagus. As he gulped the steady stream of seed down, Aspen felt his stomach swelling even more; it was starting to become heavy from the weight of so much bat cum and his legs were staining to keep him up.

"Good boy..." Bruce said, pulling his cock free. It came down to smack in between Aspen's eyes, dripping the layers of cum and spit onto the dog's muzzle fur. Aspen finally collapsed and continued to pant hard from the feelings that lingered within him. It was the best fuck he had in a long time and he was loving the sheer filling he received. The most he could do was give some slow licks to the sloppy cock, enjoying sounds of enjoyment from Bruce.

The bat was satisfied, having drained his balls completely. But he considered snatching this dog up and taking him in. It would be a waste to let this kind of talent slip away after all...