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Hey y'al! its been a while! i've been busy with life and school and work and just recently had a real kick and drive to write something again from start to finish! i have so many half completed concepts i just haven't found time to finish how i want. I hope you all have been doing well! i really do miss the commpunity here so feel free to Message me and say hi!

Disclaimer: this story contains adult themes and situations. None of it is based on realy people and if you arent 18+ go elsewhere!

NSFW!

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Dominic smiled as he got out of the Uber, the sun in the sky, the smells of backyard Barbecue in the air, and the familiar sights of his hometown fresh in his mind. He was a year done with college, back home for the summer break with his plans to return to school already in motion. He and a few buddies had gone in on a storage unit in the city to house their accumulated furnishings that would make plane rides and return trips infinitely easier in the fall. His smiled deepened, happy to have followed through on his plans of going to school across the state and tasting a bit of freedom.

When he left he wasn’t in a bad place per say. He was out to his parents, had a few friends and managed to stay in touch with a few of them; money in the bank from summer jobs, and sure there were a few bullies, fears and anxieties but in all it wasn’t as crippling for him as it was for some people or in the movies. His mom was unsure what to say around him sometimes when he mentioned his gayness, and christmas had been rather uncomfortable for his dad and that side of the family what with grandma’s religious leanings and everyones joint desire to keep her happy.

But he was back, and genuinely excited for it. Sure he didn’t have a boyfriend to report home about, and he was still undecided in his major, but he loved his parents and despite the discomfort there was no negativity to report. Dom looked down his picturesque childhood suburb, the trees green and hanging over the street, kids on bikes, an ice cream truck and the aforementioned smell of food and a father and son Canine washing the family van in the driveway. It was peaceful and quiet and after he got a few other people's life stories in college he was more grateful for it than he had ever been before.

The human grabbed his two bags, a backpack slung over his shoulder and muscled his way to the porch where his mom opened the door for him. The home smelled like baked goods and the crossbreeze from the backyard smelled like hotdogs and roasting corn. “Oh you are just in time after all! Im glad your flight wasn’t too delayed.” his mom smiled, sweeping him into a big hug.

Dom got his shoulders from her, she was not a petite woman, towering over her husband and her son but with all the dainty body language of a proper woman with a white picket fence. She had his shoes off, his bags at the stairs, lemonade in his one hand and a cookie in the other before he could get a word in. “Your father is out back with Sam.” she smiled, her proper southern upbringing scooting him through the house so she could bring his bags upstairs and he felt over welcome despite the fact it was still his home.

“Mom, I can grab the bags…” Dom started, already taking a big bite of the cookie. “And do you have unsweet tea? I cant wash down a cookie with lemonade.” he teased moving to help her with his things.

He blinked and found himself out on the backyard with a beer in hand and a whirlwind to his rear. His dad was at the grill with a smile for him, the neighbor, Mr. Thompson next to him with a similar beer. There were loud greetings and questions from the pair of them, his father asking about school, The rottweiler asking about work and parties and girls before backpedaling and asking about boys, before once again backpedaling and insisting he rather not know ALL the little details…

Dom grinned, his face getting a little flush and his dad looking away to the grill professionally trying to stay out of the immediate conversation. Dom shot the older rottie a look, the dog as old as his own father and not half as mature. He had moved into the neighborhood engaged, but after 3 years and no wedding his ex-fiance had left in what Dom could remember as one of the 3 or 4 times a scene had been made in the streets at night on Fuller Ave.

He was big and wide like Dom, but where Dom had a healthy dad bod for a 20 year old, Samuel Thompson was an ex football player and had plenty of muscle built into his frame. He wasnt too tall for a canine, maybe a head taller than Doms father making him a meer few inches above Dominic, but Sam had all but weaseled himself into his neighbors and now good friends lives after his split up and they were always happy to have him.

Dom recalled when the dog had helped fix their A/C unit in the summer, drove Dom to a concert with some friends, helped organize parties and cook, and even taught Dom how to drive. He was a good man; practical and smart and kind, but also fun and easy going.

He also taught Dom the ins and outs of kissing a canine.

The boy flushed harder now that his dad wasn’t looking and the other man started to give him eyes. He could remember it like it was yesturday; he had helped the man clean out his garage for some extra cash before college. Sam had asked him what was on his mind and Dom fed him some BS story about college jitters but Sam had called him out on it immediately. “I know you too well. Spill it. I wont go tellin your folks as long as you are safe.”

So Dom did. He sputtered out an over sharing version of how he had always wanted to kiss the canine and thought he was attractive and how his ex-fiance was crazy and most importantly how he had seen the dog on Furz the last couple of nights with an belly pic profile and how he knew it was him because he was only 55 feet away and how the profile read ‘down for most things with most people. Guys, girls, older but not TOO old, younger, but not ILLEGAL’, and how Dom fit into that description and maybe he was overthinking it and-

Sam kissed him to shut him up. Then smiled, moved some stuff on his garage couch, closed the door and proceeded to give his neighbors kid a 30 minute hands on demonstration, shirtless but with pants, on how to properly kiss an older man with a muzzle and a wide tongue that tasted like cheap beer. It was amazing and exciting and somehow more than Dom was expecting despite having literally only been kisses. He had done so much more in the last year in college with quite a few guys of quite a few species and still that first one with his boyhood crush was locked in his mind.

“Well…i hope you had fun.” Sam said, taking a swig and turning from him to the food. “Wouldn’t want you college time to be boring.” he teased in a knowing way. Subtle, Dom wanted to slap him for his boldness but also wanted to kiss him hard. The man knew everything Dom had been up too. He had even gotten a few pics and a video. Dom was by no means a master of things, but he stumbled into a world of kink play in Downtown Bright City his first semester, and had spent just about every weekend exploring it. W.D., also known as Wet Dream, was a bar and kink club Dom had followed a corner of a party too and it had truly opened his eyes to his own interests. Sure he had known this things existed, but living in it was a different thing all together. The sights, the smells, the taste, the feel, the noise….it all hit differently when you were exposed to it directly. Sam knew that too; had teased the ‘kinky little pup’ about it endlessly, until he found out that, well, Dom liked the teasing, then he did it more sparingly.

“Foods up!” his dad snapped him from his reverie. “Sam has to go get ready for work soon so we wont keep him.” his dad played up an old joke, the dog working from home long before it was standardized. Dom laughed along to the dad joke and allowed Sam a view of his backside going up the steps of the deck up to the door. He could have sworn he heard the dog growl, but he knew he felt a pinch. The human grinned again.

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“So the plan-” Sam started, removing the younger mans shirt and tossing it over the side of his bed. “Is just odd jobs all summer right?” he was panting, hunger in his eyes and a growl under his breath. The sight of him, the smell,a nd sound…they all worked together to drive Dom crazy.

“Yeah-” he managed to get out, laying back to strip off his socks and pants. He was equally out of breath, the two spending the last 15 minutes or so teasing each other in the dogs livingroom before the tension hit a breaking point and brought them here. “You said yourself you have a few…other guys you wanted to introduce me to.” he grinned, face red with the idea of it. He wanted to be bold, seem brave, put on a show for this man. The connection they had might have been friendly, familiar and loving to a degree, but it was lustful, hot and dirty. It’s apparent contradictions left the young mans head spinning in the best way possible, one he didn’t quite understand having just made his way in the world he was headed into.

“I really cant wait to have that fun with you all summer and-” he was cut off by the rottweilers tongue, his words turning to moans and his hands losing focus on their task. He ran them up the canines firm but soft form, his arms, his gut, his legs…he dropped them down to the firm rump with a grin.

“I know you talked a big game all year…but we are gunna set some ground rules for this summer before you get too carried away boy.” he said in a low voice. It was commanding and strong, not cruel or kind. His eyes were dark and focused in the dim lights, deep and inviting. He brought his teeth to the boys neck, careful to apply just enough pressure. The human whined but didn’t pull away or try to stop it, it was the rotties turn to grin.

Dom melted, unsure if he should moan like in the porn or whimper like he felt or stay silent…his mind rushed around in useless circles, the options, the choices, the expectation verses the reality. He had been with enough guys to know that everyone was so different you could never ‘get it right’ every time, but did THIS guy want? When they first hooked up it was such a happy blur, but with time apart it added layer on layer of expectation and pressure. Would Sam expect more from him know with a few more experiences under his belt?

“First…” the smooth voice said in his ear, the dog rising to look down at his straddled partner. Dom gulped and snapped to attention. “im in charge. When your parents arent around its ‘Sir’ not Sam. got it?”

“Yes sir.” Dom said breathily, embarrassed for a moment and pouting as the dog…his sir, smiled.

“Good boy…” he rubbed the front of Dom half removed pants and and then across his belly. “Second, Good boys get rewards and they listen to what sir’s say. I’ll introduce you to quite a few guys around town, ALL of them like their privacy, and at any time we decide that we need to leave, we leave together. I might be comfortable there, but who knows how they would get when presented with such a cute pup…i don't want you getting hurt or scared.” he ran his paw, rough with working mans calluses, across doms cheek and neck. “ So you say the word and we’re out. I say the word, and we’re out. No questions, no whining pup. Got it? I dont care if im balls deep in and in the middle of 6 guys dont you hesitate to get me.”

“Yes sir.” The human felt tingling spread over his body. He had known he wanted Sam to take on this role, but he didn’t realize how good it would feel or how seriously the man would take it. It was comforting and sexy and dangerous all at once. The idea of meeting random members of his community who secretly wanted to suck his dick or fuck him silly was mind boggling but Sam had assured him there were plenty interested in his circles that would love to meet him in every sense of the word.

“Good boy. Third is pretty simple. Some may ask you to call them ‘sir’, but im ‘your sir’.” he paused. “My word over theirs.” Dom nodded.”Speak up pup.” the boy gave an affirmative “yes sir” and the dog smiled and moved on. “Fourth and finally, we are here to have fun. Talk to me when you need too boy, or when you want to try something new. I’ll try and make things happen for you if I can.”

Dom smiled and looked away, “Yes sir.” he said, kissing his sirs paw “Can you kiss me now and take off these damn clothes?”

His sir growled and obliged.

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This time was not like the first time, and that was ok. Sam was less gentle but not less tender. He started with what Dom now called body worship, kissing and licking his pup all over. Tasting him. Massaging him, strippin him down one unnecessary piece of clothes at a time. His claws sent goosebumps rolling, his tongue rolled over the pups nipples and down his spine. He moved the boy over, flipped him on his belly and inhaled his scent deeply as Dom moaned and affirmed.

“Like it there?”

“Yes sir…oh yes i do…”

“How about here?” a moan was all Dom got out before the dog dove in, or pulled away teasingly.

“I cant get enough of your scent.”

Dom was too focused on sucking the fingers in his mouth to reply.

He was in heaven, his every sense set to ten. The electricity between two people was a phrase that now had meaning as Sam’s every touch, taste and sound sent Dom spinning.

“How about you give your sir some attention now?” he stopped nibbling the boys neck long enough to breath in his ear. Dom managed a nod, and they rearranged themselves, Dom finding himself on his knees, Sam at the end of his bed. The dogs jockstrap was still on, that seemed surprising to Dom who had assumed they were naked, but had hardly had the time to confirm. His mouth tasted salty and drooled, he was covered in sweat and the cool air made him shiver.

“Get a whiff first pup. Then you can take them off.” he instructed, standing and coming forward so the fabric and its meaty package pressed warmly into Doms face and nose.

The pup moaned “Yes sir.” he huffed, inhaling, rubbing his face and beard and hair into the musky jock. He licked at the fabric, he put it in his mouth and stuck his nose under, getting a stronger wiff. His head spun with lust. His cock hard as a rock and bobbing between his legs. From this pose his balls bounced into the floor a few times and just added to it all.

“My little puppy loves his sirs stink doesn’t he? He wants to leave here smelling like his sir?” The canine gave him little time to answer before he took hold of Doms hair and forced him to look up. “Puppy wants Sir to take off his clothes right? He wants to puts his face right in sirs fat sheath?”

“Yes sir!” Dom spoke, straining. He could feel his mouth watering with desire, could feel tension in his throat as he swallowed in this pose. And in that single moment of clarity between instructions he realized that for the first time since their first time, The young man was not over thinking. In fact he wasn't thinking at all. He smiled and laughed a bit, getting a smiled from Sam, from his sir; a source of safety and protection he didn’t realize he was feeling. He did not feel judged or the need to show off. He stopped worrying about what sounds to let out, what porn it reminded him of, what he looked like when he did what it was he was told or what it was he wanted. Dom was, for the first time, letting go and enjoying himself.

He must have zoned out because as he re-focused he was face face to tip with Sams leaking plump sheath. The shiny red of his cock just starting to lipstick past its furry home. “Balls first pup.” Sir instructed, focusing him and his lusts. He put his nose in without a plan, sniffing and grabbing at his sirs waist in an effort to pull himself deeper in. It was overwhelming from the source, damp and clinging, salty and manly and funky. He could feel it smear in his facial hair, sticking around and marking his with his sirs stink. He moaned and licked, tasting it and finding it somehow more arousing to take another lick despite his acrid flavor.

He could tell he was leaking himself as his cock bobbed under him and his balls swung. Dom felt flush and warm, happy and lost. He didnt know how long he swam between Sirs legs, but it was long enough the man’s balls were wet with saliva. Dom looked up, realizing Sir had not said a word and was in fact MOANING. His paws ran through Doms hair, he played with his own nipples and smiled down at him when his eyes werent closed in bliss. The pup felt pride swelling in his chest and growled playfully, unable to stop himself from smiling and laughing softly under his breath.

Sir grinned, “Whats so funny pup?” he asked rhetorically, “I think…i can find something else thats enjoyable for your mouth besides teasing an old man. Well, a different way to tease an old man.”

Dom nodded, panting. He was rewarded with a deep kiss, Sam leaning down and growling. “Now i want you to start just licking pup. Slow…we aren't in a rush. If we need to I’ll keep you here ALL night if you keep going too fast…understand?” Dom nodded and whined, his cock throbbing and his body physically squirming with anticipation. Without the instruction he could have put as much of his Sirs fat cock in his mouth as he could fit but he tried to calm down, to breath…to obey and be a good boy for his Sir.

Sam stood back up, his cock wet with pre sliding passed his sheath a couple inches, glistening and physically dripping on the floor. Without thought Dom licked the floor before he licked Sirs cock, he went slow, but he started at the plump sheath and worked his tongue all the way up, eliciting a satisfied growl, almost a purr from the canine. Dom clenched his fists together with exertion, holding back, swallowing saliva and salty pre.

The rottie was not the largest cock he ever pleased, but he had never taken a knot…and never taken anyone with a cock fatter than the knot forming now. He managed to get his hands relaxed enough to rub and tug his sirs balls a little, still slick with his own spit. It was glorious torture. He didnt want it to stop just as much as he sorely wanted his restrictions to end. He licked, trying to get as much surface area as possible. He was frequently rewarded with a fresh drops of pre from his sirs tip which he lapped up eagerly.

He kissed his sirs tip, and without thought, took an inch or so in his mouth before he realized what he did. If his ears were canine, they would have dropped, embarrassed, he looked up and sir giving him a look. “What did i say?”

“I-im sorry Sir, it wont happen again…”

Sam chuckled, “What a good little pup you are. I believe you, but i wont be cruel. I’ll spank you later.” he paused for effect, rubbing his thumb over his pups lips “You’ve been good a long while, get my cock in your mouth and suck me how you want to.”

Dom moaned, taking as much of the thick canine cock into his mouth as he could. His sir moaned as more of his cock left its furry sheath, and enter his pups. Doms tongue played over it, tasted it while his nose pressed into Sams pubes. His musk was unreal combined with that taste, combined with the sensation of being filled. It throbed, leaking more salty pre into his eager mouth. The human struggled to swallow around the massive piece of man meat he had in him, but he certainly wasnt complaining. He was unable to put it to words being in such a state of bliss, how it felt like too much and not enough, how much more he wanted and how impressive it was he had so much. Maybe it was the headspace he had read about, a sort of state of mind where his over thinking wasn’t important when compared to his carnal desires. With his joy.

“What an eager boy.” Sir rubbed his ears and hair as his pup bobbed and licked and sucked. More and more of Sirs cock left his sheath, making Dom gag and slow, only to re-start with enthusiasm. He didn’t have the worst gag reflex, but he was not skilled enough to take something this long and girthy on his first try. “Just breath it out….swallow around it.” Sir encouraged, “Such a good boy.” he smiled, jerking off his cock between Doms attempts. “You dont have to take it all right away.” he slapped his pup with his cock, the spit and pre making a wet sound on his cheek, and was soon rubbed along his lips until they opened up again.

The human obliged happily, making sounds he associated with porn as the massive cock was gently but firmly thrust in and out of his open mouth. Tears welled up, and his nose began to run but he couldnt bring himself to care, and, surprisingly, also found himself not caring what he looked like in the moment. Instead of trying to show off, or put on airs, he found he just wanted to be here with his new sir doing whatever sir and he wanted, rather than overthinking and limiting himself.

“On the bed.” the muscled rottweiler instructed, assisting Dom and shaky knees to his feet and into a greedy kiss.

The human laughed into the kiss, returning it with submissive nibbles and whines. He found himself on his hands and knees without being asked. He felt Sirs hot breath on his balls, his paws briefly milking his smaller, but rock hard shaft. “Ok pup, hands between your legs.” he instructed, the position dropping Doms facer and chest into the bed as he grabbed at his own ankles. He flushed for a moment, realizing how he was presented, but he was more excited than nervous. “Good boy, keep grabbing your ankles until i tell you to stop. If you let go before i say i’ll start those spankings early. Got it?”

“Yes sir!” the human mumbled, his voice sounding hoarse and muffled in his own ears. He sounded desperate and submissive. Ready for anything and almost unable to contain it.

Dom yelped when Sams cold nose pressed firmly between his cheeks, the rotties strong hands and thick fingers spreading them only an instant before. He put his face into the mattress and moaned, clenching and then doing his best to relax. Next came the tongue of course, he had gotten his ass eaten before but it was always something of a half effort with the guys he hooked up with, like a necessary evil or something they didnt quite trust or get into.

Sir got into it.

His tongue pressed and wriggled eagerly, his massive tongue licking and poking and slobbering. He bit at the hair, at the cheeks and his thighs. He growled and moaned himself, a sound that made Dom shiver and goosebump all over again. “You have such a perfect ass, you know that?” Sir asked rhetorically again. “Enough jiggle, enough firm, enough fur…I could work back here for hours Dom.”

The human shivered again hearing his name spoken by that sultry voice. It washed over him like velvet and made him physically SHAKE with anticipation.

“And i will….one of these nights im gunna eat this perfect ass for as long as i want…but.” he paused for dramatic effect, a thumb pressing into the humans opening. Dom tried to stay loose, the effort making him moan as the digit pressed further in. “I’m so fucking ready to breed you boy. Do you want Sir to breed you?”

“Yes! Yes please Sam please…” He spat out, hands gripping his ankles even harder than before. “Please Sir please i need it so bad please…” he whined, the words just escaping without filter or process. Dominic felt a near panic with the option of it and not the absolute guarantee. He could NOT leave this room without it.

“Good boy. I’ve decided you can call me Sam once in a while if it's just us. But only if you sound so needy when you say it.” he growled, getting up into the bed and sitting ahead of Dom, so his cock bobbed inches from his nose. “Beg me again.” he instructed.

“Please sir…please fuck me.” he sounded, trying to get a grip on speech.

“How bad do you want it?”

Dom pouted “You know how bad sir, i want it so bad.”

“What do you want so bad?” Sir teased.

Dom gripped his ankles tight and tried looking up at the canine as best he could from his position. “Sam…please. I need you to fuck me so bad sir. Pleeeeease!”

Sir smiled, reaching over to his nightstand for a bottle of lube and a towel. “You can let go of your ankles. Get up here and fuck yourself on Sirs cock first.” he instructed, depositing a generous amount of lube in paw, and rubbing his shaft from tip to knot.

Dom scrambled without grace, straddling his Sirs impressive legs and despite himself and his eagerness to feel his sirs warmth enter him, he kissed the man deeply again, ravenously, nipping at his tongue and gripping his head closer. Sir growled into his him, a paw finding its way to Doms neck with it gently, but firmly, pushed him back. He gave Dom a look of playful teasing. A cocky smiled that knew he was in charge. “Lets get your perfect fucking ass where it belongs. Turn around.”

The human pouted. “I…wanted to look at you when-”

He was met with a brief increase in pressure on his neck. “There is plenty of time for various positions pup. For now, listen to sir.” That was all he needed. The human turned, trying to find a place for his legs to fit comfortably while he tried to angle himself. “Take me slowly pup…and no knot tonight. I want you get get used to your Sir’s girth before you try too much.”

There were no other reactions for his body to have. Fuck him, he had never felt so turned on. So ready. So absolutely at someones disposal and absolutely trusting of them. “Yes sir.” he complied, gripping the impressive length and bringing it to his awaiting hole.

He took it slow as instructed, but after the first inch was snug inside, it was hard to resist going fast. The rottie had done such a good job loosening him up, but that prep only went so deep and by the fourth inch he was starting to feel the pressure reach a point of discomfort. He backed off with a low hiss and a moan, bringing himself back down a moment later while sirs paws played along his lower back and he gently cooed sweet assurances.

How amazing he was doing. What a good and needy pup. What a perfect ass, what a warm tight hole.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard Dom. My little puppy im gunna fucking breed you. I dont know how much ill be able to hold myself back once you tell me you are ready for it.” he growled, teasing and flirty.

Dom stopped briefly, taking a moment and looking back over his shoulder. “Once I'm ready i dont want you to hold back.” he assured his sir. The dog growled, the cocky grin back. He pulled ever so slightly on Doms hips, sinking him back another inch and making the boy moan.

“You’re almost all in baby, you’re doing so well. Deep breathes…thats it…Sirs here and he wants you to feel good like you you make him feel. Is that ok? Can Sir make puppy feel good?”

Dom barely managed an affirmation before he felt the canines hips grind upwards, taking his breath away. His massive cock was slick with lube and pre, it slipped easily past the last of his defenses and pressed into the special little button that sent electric joy through him. Dom moaned, clenching his tight ass around Sirs massive dick, feeling the pressure of his knot at the entrance, feeling his own balls settle into sirs and unable and unwilling to pull any of Sir out.

“There you go boy.” the rottweiler grinned, holding the boys wrists now and wiggling his hips. “Fuck im gunna put my load so fucking deep in you…” he offered up a firm thrusts, making Dom gasp but not ask to stop or slow. “Are you ready boy?” he thrust up again, the force making Dom rock a few times into Sirs dick. “I need a yes sir from you before i’m gunna fuck you boy.”

Dom held his breath a moment, panting, taking one…two…three more of the blissful, filling and hot thrusts of Sirs hips. He felt FULL. Fuller than he ever felt. His whole body was reacting to this and he didnt want it to stop, but he did want more. He knew he did. He had surrendered to his desires in a way he didn’t know possible. In this moment, he was just a puppy getting bred by his sir, and he didnt want to be anything else.

“Please fuck me sir…” he managed to whine desperately to the ceiling. His arms held behind him and his chest out, he straddled the buff dog but had surrendered all control. “Please….i need it so bad.”

There were no more words, at least not from sir. He pulled out, drawing a gasp and a terribly empty feeling. Dom let himself be rearranged on his knees as he was before. He was given a pillow for support and a pillow to put his face in and with little ceremony Dom felt the tip of sirs cock push into him, followed by a forceful thrust dropping Sirs cock balls deep in his pup.

“Fuck!” Dom groaned, gripping the pillow. There was a pause then, and unsure if it was for Doms sake or not, the boy looked back. “Fuck me! Dont stop!” He managed to get out.

Sir obliged. It was rough, but not in a haphazard way. The canine growled and drooled and gripped Doms hips so hard he wasn’t sure the dog didn’t break skin. His cock slammed in and out, some half thrusts some full tip to knot. He kept it varied, he kept Dom guessing and moaning and whimpering and begging. And they both loved it.

“Fuck, fuck fuck fuck…” Dom found himself in mantra. Sam was not quiet, but he didnt talk. The pressure behind each thrust was building and they could both feel it.

Sam slowed, enough to catch his breath and slap his pups ass.

Dom buried his face in the pillow, long enough to laugh in euphoria and received another pounding.

Sir pulled his hair, bringing him up from the pillow. He grabbed his shoulders and used this for support, then his neck. It was firm, and had Dom scared for a blissful moment before he realized he loved it. All the feelings of the last year, the teasing, the stories, the shared pictures and porn…the feelings and comfort and acceptance, the joy and bliss and ecstasy of now…Dom couldn’t process any thought but one. It nagged at him breaking through, or coming from the Pup headspace he wasn't sure, but hardly able to speak he put both hands on Sams paws wrapped firmly around his neck.

“Knot me…Sam i want to feel that. Sir i want to feel that please…”

The dog paused again. There was a moment of silence between them filled only with panting.”We talked about this. I don’t want you to try if you aren't read pup.” Dom could hear the concern mixed with lust. The desire not overriding his sense of responsibility. Why did that always make it hotter?

Please sir. I…i really want to try, i think i can take it and i want to feel all of you ion me. TONIGHT. Please…”

Another pause, a paw running up his back and and over his hips as if he were mulling it over. “If I knot you, thats it. I wont last 6 more seconds and then ill be in there for at least-”

“I know how it works.” Dom assured him, interrupting. “And trust me, if you hadn’t pulled me up, just the rubbing of my dick on the mattress would have had me blowing my load hands free.” he managed to chuckle out. “I don’t anticipate lasting much longer either.”

Sir pulled out, turning Dom onto his back and pushing his re-lubed cock back in. He gave a few experimental thrusts and leaned down, taking the human into another aggressive and wet kiss. Then, he looked his pup in the eyes, and puuuuuuushed...

It was like an explosion had gone off in the bedroom. Dom let out a yelp that bled into a shouting moan, his ass pushed to its limits as Sirs knot stretch and stretched and stretched the final inches and…sank in, with a satisfying and relieving clench of his sore hole. The pain was brief, falling into a soreness and a FULL feeling that demanded Doms attention. It had been the size of an orange and had pushed Sams dick that much farther along his prostate, throbbing in a moments pause of euphoria. The dog howled, a manic energy taking over and after the brief respite, he had a wild look in his eyes as he looked down to Dom cradled beneath him.

The following moments were brief, but intense beyond words as Dom felt his orgasm rush to the forefront, and his sir, knotted in him, proceeded to jack-hammer into him like a rabbit, only able to tug the knot back so far before he pressed in again.

Sam howled again as Dom let out a noise he didnt recognize and came harder than he thought possible. His balls hurt with the release as he felt his load splash up into his face and beard, all over his belly and mashed between them. His ass clenched down on Sirs cock like a vice as he came. Dom could feel the dogs heartbeat, could feel every inch of him inside him. Immediately he could feel Sirs entire cock spasm with release, a warm feeling spreading through Dom as the canine shook with it. He panted and growled and barked once which would have been startling if Dom was in the state of mind to feel fear.

They sat there for a long moment, both enjoying what they could themselves before coming back to each other. The lust, musk and desire were palpable in the room. The air felt thick with it and Sam was panting so hard he continued to dribble drool onto Doms cock and stomach, already painted with his own mess.

He throbbed in Doms ass, canine hands gripping his hips. Finally, as the human started to come down from the high of it all, the afterglow, Sam laughed a long hardy laugh and kissed Dom again, taking him by surprise. Dom smiled and chuckled too.

“Whats so funny?”

“Nothing.” his sir replied, with a grin. “You are just so fucking hot and incredible…i was just thinking i might not want to share.”