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It was hard maintaining a long distance relationship but the couple of Dasher and Daniel was making it work. The white furred cat was off at college, leaving Dasher at home. The purple ferret was sent some money every month from a job that Daniel worked on campus. Dasher was able to keep the lights and other utilities going by combining his own wages with the sent money. They talked over the phone, either by video chat, calling, or texting whenever they had the time. From the outside, it looked as if the two were going strong.

But that was just an act that Dasher was putting on. When their conversations came to an end, the ferret would sigh in relief. Daniel called a bit too often for his liking and his tone was often too needy. If they went just a day without talking the cat would blow his phone up and would ask the same worried questions each and every time. It was odd yet annoying how clingy someone could be from a distance...

Despite being without his boyfriend for an extended period of time, Dasher wasn't lonely nor was he without satisfaction. He had the company of the dog that he and Daniel adopted some time ago. The dog's name was Bingo and he was a large mastiff. Being a feral domesticated canine, Bingo was certainly affectionate but the bond between them was rather special.

One of the reasons that Dasher found the frequent calls annoying was because Daniel would sometimes call while Dasher was "occupied." He had to take the call or else the cat would keep calling. Luckily there were many excuses for him to explain away the pitch in his voice or the heavy breaths that were forced out of him. Daniel believed him everytime and Dasher did everything he could to make the calls as quickly as possible, wanting nothing more than to end them so he could just enjoy the pleasure.

Lucky for him, Dasher would be spared any call today. That was because Daniel was on his way back home from college. It was a long drive and that left the ferret with still many hours with just him and Bingo. The morning routine went as usual: getting Bingo's food, water, and taking him outside. Dasher got in the mood and wanted to have one last go while it would be just the two of them. He whistled for the canine in a certain way and the trained dog perked up before trotting into the living room where the already nude ferret was waiting. At this point the canine knew exactly what it meant and he was excited in more ways than one.

The large breed of canine got down and rolled over, spreading his legs so his owner could have easy access. Bingo was not only large in stature but tucked away in his sheath was something that was even bigger than his own boyfriend's. That was what kept the ferret satisfied while Daniel was away and he was going to miss being with the pet so often. They would still have their fun but it would have to be hidden from now on.

Rather than feeling down about it, Dasher decided their regular fun should end out on a high note. After rubbing his belly for a bit, the ferret's hands reached down lower and lower until he was tracing over the sheath, feeling the hard flesh packed inside. With a bit of light touching, the dark red and pointed tip was already in view.

"Good boy...." Dasher praised, noting the dog's tail wagging back and forth. "That's a good...big boy..."

After some contact with his hands, Dasher instead pressed his face against the feral's loins. He was already taking deep whiffs of Bingo's crotch, taking in the musk that came from not taking a bath for some time. Dasher liked it when the scent of Bingo's virility was strong, along with the other hints of musk, cum, and piss. Of course the animal's sheath wasn't subject to the same kind of cleaning that anthros like him could do for themselves, meaning that all of those delectable scents and tastes were set deep in the furry pouch, left to intensify as time went on.

His mouth was watering just from the dog's natural scent; the sheer potency of his animalistic stink. Bingo's unwashed balls were too much for his owner to resist and after a few more direct sniffs, his tongue was lapping at them, tracing along their shape and feeling them churn against his touch. The sack was always dangling heavy because of all the seed inside and the ferret was looking to get another big load out of them. The contact made by his tongue provided stimulation and wetted the sack with warm saliva.

Bingo was already panting from the feelings that came from Dasher's licking. His body language made it clear that was enjoying the feeling of the warm tongue on his balls, and it was made all the more evident by his cock easing out of his sheath. Dasher saw it and began to lick upwards, sweeping over the knot a few times before his tongue began to trace from the base and up to the tip. When reaching that tip he would ease back again, starting from the base all over again.

The smells of dog cock stink and the tastes were even stronger. Bingo's cock slid from the sheath, being already slick with a film of grime and filth. Dasher was licking at that and he was treated to the strong but intoxicating flavors of old and fresh piss, cum, sweat, and other fluids that had been trapped and left to stir there until the cock would be easing out from the space again. Now with the licks being given to the hard flesh directly, Bingo was squirming and whimpering from the increased pleasure that he felt. When reaching the tip Dasher could also taste precum and he collected the strong tasting substance on his taste buds.

That led him to wrapping his lips around the tip and suckling on it, letting the taste of unwashed cock and precum coat his tongue. As Bingo continued to pant hard, Dasher was moaning in excitement and delight, twirling around the tip's girth. This got stronger throbs out of the dog's shaft, leading to thicker gushes of tasty fluid that was gulped down by the wanting ferret. Going even further, the anthro began to sink his lips down the shaft's length, reaching down to the knot without much issue. From how often he did this, Dasher wasn't fazed by the size between his lips or the penetration of his throat.

Without missing a beat, he was smoothly bobbing his head and up and down the feral's shaft. Dasher's actions were fueled by the powerful tastes and smells that could only come from an animal. But he was taken with the size as well; how snugly his lips were pressed to the flesh and how well the cock plugged his throat. It was enough to stretch his windpipe from his thickness, and there was also the feeling of the flesh throbbing and gushing directly down his esophagus.

Small growls came from Bingo in reaction to his owner's warm mouth gliding along his inches, steading lifting and lowering while also having the tongue pressed along the underside, continually flicking and twisting in a way that made his cock throb and spurt again. The two gave what the other wanted; Dasher's sucking gave Bingo pleasure and Bingo fed his owner plenty of thick and tasty precum that was readily swallowed down.

The breaths and growls from the mastiff were becoming more pronounced. His squirms were more spastic and the throbs of his cock were harder. These were all signs that Bingo was getting close to his climax. Dasher ceased the blowjob by easing his mouth off when reaching the tip again, tasting another thick rope that was streaked across his tongue. Bingo was left to hump at the air, whining a bit from being left without the release he was expecting. But Dasher didn't want to cut their fun short. They were on limited time and he wanted one big load rather than multiple smaller ones. He too wanted to gulp down the hot dog spunk but put his own desires for the time being.

After taking a small break, Dasher was ready to pick up where they left off but not in the same way. Rather than approaching Bingo with an intent to finish sucking him off, the ferret instead got on his hands and knees, presenting his ass to the eager canine. Bingo responded to the sight right away and trotted over to his owner. Thanks to the ferret already being in position there was nothing more that needed to be done. Dasher simply spread his legs for easier access and the dog closed the short distance between them, easing his head down and hovering his muzzle just in front of the anthro's backside.

After a few curious sniffs, Bingo's tongue came lolling out and the first swipe over Dasher's ass was given. It swept over one cheek and a similar treatment was given to the other. Easing in even closer, the dog pressed his muzzle in between the ferret's rump cheeks. This made Dasher shiver from the warm puff of breath directly against his tailhole. And right after came the first direct lick to his rim. This produced a moan and Dasher was already melting from the pleasure of a dog's tongue repeatedly swiping at the outside, quickly wetting and slicking it up with saliva.

It didn't take long for Bingo's tongue to slip inside. The insertion was rather rough but the bit of pain was a welcomed sensation, being quickly replaced with the satisfying feeling of being stretched and filled by the wet muscle. Its true length was felt from it suddenly plunging into his depths, touching many of his sweet spots along the way. Moans from the ferret grew even louder when the licking continued, this time the tongue was swiping directly along his walls, both wetting the surfaces and stroking along his sensitive areas.

Bingo was working his tongue, roughly lapping at any area he could and powered through the squeezes that came from Dasher. His tail wagged from the other male's moans and his cock was still leaking precum onto the floor. Not only was his licks to prepare Dasher for his cock, but the canine found his own personal enjoyment in running his tongue along the anthro's insides. It was sinking in even deeper, forcing the deeper parts of the soft hole to stretch around the invading muscle. Dasher responded with a pitched noise and his own cock was fully hard and twitching.

When the tongue slid out, Bingo was quick to ease in and mount his owner. Dasher huffed a bit from the weight on his back and the claws that snatched at his fur a few times. But the mastiff found his place on top and found his mark as well. His leaky cocktip pressed against the soft ring and it was forced to spread even wider. Just like the rimming, Bingo shoved about half of his cock inside, making a single yet harsh hump that made Dasher both wince and moan. Even after months of being alone with the dog, he couldn't get used to Bingo's size. And the way that Bingo moved his body, being only focused on his own pleasure, added to the anthro's thrill.

Putting more of his weight down, Bingo was already busy thrusting away. His strong hips were rapidly pumping back and forth, causing his large dog cock to pump through the warmth and softness of Dasher's spread ass. The spit was working well enough to provide lubrication and that got even better from the precum that freely spurt from the tip. That only made it easier for Bingo to roughly pound into his owner. The smacks of his body crashing into Dasher's backside were heard along with his pants and Dasher's moans. These noises filled the living room and were only growing louder as the taboo sex between them drew out.

Bingo was panting and drooling a bit while on top of Dasher. He kept a firm hold on the ferret's body and with an extra strong thrust, his cock reached even deeper into the slick passage, finding an even tighter hold waiting for him. Pleasure raced through his body and the mastiff was encouraged to rut his owner like a heated female. And Dasher was responding with needy sounds, his hole clenching tight in reaction.

"Fuck, you're such a big boy..." Dasher moaned out, pushing himself back against the dog's motions. At this point nearly all of the dog's length was inside of him, just the knot was left outside and it was being repeatedly rammed against the ferret's anal ring. Precum was keeping his hole sloppy and hot, leading a loud squelch from every hard shove of the red flesh.

This was just how Dasher wanted it to be. He could only guess that Daniel wasn't that far away. And for as long as he had been cheating on his boyfriend, the white furred feline had no idea that he was being outdone by their pet. He knew Daniel would likely want for them to finally have sex but the cat's cock would never be satisfying. It seemed that any other guy was outdoing him. The ferret noticed bulges of guys at his job and at the store, all promising more than what Daniel could ever give him. The only thing that kept him from sleeping around with all of them was Bingo. There was no need to charm strangers and convince them to come home with him. The mastiff was always at home and he was trained to provide all that Dasher was looking for.

All four of Bingo's paws were planted firmly to the ground and with the added stability, he was able to slam himself in with even more power, reaching into the depths of Dasher's ass. His prostate and other sweet spots were bombarded with touches and prods, keeping the pleasure strong and his cock leaking heavily. He was getting close and it was clear that Bingo was reaching his limits as well. The dog's pants were getting louder and even more force was put into the humping, ending with the knot being pushed and ground against the already worn hole.

"W-wait a minute, Bingo!" Dasher hissed. For as big as the mastiff was, his knot was fat and guaranteed to plug his hole even more. It wouldn't come out easy and he could remember the soreness that had come from tugging it free without waiting for it to deflate. Adding insult to injury, it always took a while for Bingo's knot to deflate naturally. Though he loved to be knotted, the two of them had been at it for longer than he planned. Daniel could be just around the corner for all they knew and he would still need to clean up for what was to come.

Usually Bingo would listen to his words but the dog was still attempting to shove his knot inside. Dasher clenched his hole down to keep the knot out but that just made Bingo press the bulb against his owner's hole with more force. The dog's frustration was made clear by him growling and biting down on the back of Dasher's neck. The ferret groaned in both pain and enthralled pleasure. His body loosened up and that gave Bingo the chance he was looking for.

Right away, Bingo made a final hard thrust that slammed his knot inside and it was locked inside, being too big for Dasher to just push back out. And following right after were spurts of hot dog cum that were starting to flood the warm and soft hole. Despite his earlier protests, Dasher was melting from the feeling of being knotted and bred, gasping and moaning from the added filling and the jets of heat that splashed right over his prostate.

The bite and cum being pumped into him was more than enough to push Dasher over the edge. He cried out and spilled his own load onto the floor, shooting thick strings onto the flooring. While cumming, his hole was squeezing down even tighter on Bingo's cock, working out a few more loads that left his passage flooded with musky animal seed. Dasher was left satisfied when it came to an end but now he needed to wait for the panting canine's knot to deflate.

"Oh Bingo..." he muttered, feeling the knotted flesh still throbbing inside of him. His neck was released and given some licks, making it easy for Dasher to forgive the dog. But now the two of them would have to wait...

It did take a while for them to come undone and upon separating, Dasher texted Daniel. The cat responded that he was still on the road and wouldn't be there until after noon. It was just after early morning so there was plenty of time to get himself and the floor clean. Dasher returned to Bingo, glad to find that his cock was still out. He crawled underneath the mastiff and began to lap the cum from his shaft, getting a good taste for the thick warm stuff.

As he began to suckle on the tip, Bingo's cock was starting to retreat. Dasher followed it and intended to keep sucking until the red rocket was fully tucked away into the sheath again, still being coated with some cum that would keep his smell strong. But the tip stayed out, twitching a bit as Bingo whined and raised a leg. The next twitch was followed by a new taste and warmth striking his tongue. Dasher shuddered and began to drink down the dog's piss, letting it pool into his mouth before taking a big gulp of the hot, musky fluid. Bingo groaned and panted as he relieved himself, keeping his leg lifted up until his bladder was drained, leaving Dasher with a large drink to slosh around in his stomach. His leg came down and his tip finally retreated into the sheath, leaving Bingo free to find his dog bed for an early nap.

Dasher got himself dressed and began to clean up the messes that were left on the floor, wanting to leave no trace for Daniel to notice. He was thorough in his methods and just as he was done, there was finally a knock at the door. Daniel was back earlier than he said he would be. That made the ferret thankful that he and Bingo had wrapped up their fun when they did. Dasher got up and opened the door, being treated to not only the white cat but also someone else. To his surprise, Dasher was also halfheartedly greeted by Lunk.

Lunk was a massive orca, standing much taller than the both of them but he was also wide with muscle and fat, mostly fat. He was visibly sweating despite the day being a bit cool and his shirt was dark from soaking it up. And in his possession were bags clearly meant for an extended stay.

"Ugh, Lunk's gonna be staying with us because his uncle's out of town for the summer..." Daniel said with clear bemusement.

"Yeah, Daniel here was generous enough to let me stay with you guys," Lunk said, planting his large and greasy hand on Daniel's shoulder. The touch made the feline grimace and he sighed deeply before leading the orca inside.

Dasher stood aside as their guest stepped inside and when passing by him, Lunk gave the ferret a knowing wink and smirk. The two of them were already well acquainted. Not too long ago Dasher took a trip to the college they attended. He was first told about the orca and the sight of a sweat, cum, and piss-marked bed painted quite the picture. In time he and Lunk met in person and it didn't take long for the rude slob to charm the taken male. And Lunk turned out to be everything Dasher craved, they had sex not long after meeting and several more times after that thanks to his extended stay to "support Daniel."

All of a sudden, Daniel's return wasn't as bad anymore. Between Bingo and Lunk, the ferret was certain he was going to enjoy the summer. Of course he just had to make sure Daniel didn't get in the way. For the time being he acted as usual, treating Lunk as someone he knew but nothing closer than that, at least while Daniel was watching. They would exchange looks and mutters. Lunk groped his sweaty bulge and Dasher felt a jolt run down his spine.

Daniel gave Lunk a quick tour of his place. It was enough for him, Dasher, and Bingo. Not overly spacious but there was an extra room that Lunk could take up. When being shown the room, Lunk just huffed and muttered that it would do. It was a bit small for someone his size but he walked in and began to unpack. Already the room was being filled with his general odor and Daniel was quick to leave the orca there, shuddering in disgust when out of view.

"You came home early," Dasher said. Though his tone was jovial there was an extra meaning behind his words.

"I may have been speeding a bit," Daniel admitted. He came in close and began to whisper. "There was only so long I could stand being in the car with Lunk. He takes up so much space and he smells... Now I gotta get the car cleaned."

"Cleaned? What happened to it?" Dasher asked despite having a good idea.

"I don't wanna talk about it..." Daniel said, stepping away. "I'll get us something to eat on the way back."

Dasher wished him well but sighed as well when the door was closed. He didn't wait for the sound of the car starting up and pulling away. The ferret turned on his heels and raced for the guest room.

"Heh. I knew you couldn't resist," Lunk said with a smug tone of voice. "Good to see you again, cock-slut."

"I didn't know you'd be here," Dasher said. He was blushing and even sounded a bit girly.

"Well, I was supposed to go with my uncle but he would make me get a job and pay for my own shit while at his place. So when Daniel was packing up I decided to take along with him. Gave him a bullshit story about my uncle leaving town and he didn't even question it," Lunk snickered. "He's always been a pushover and he's got a tight bitch just waiting to be snatched up."

"Well he's gone now and should be out for a while..." Dasher said with a seductive tone of voice, tracing his hands along the orca's squishy and damp chest. Lunk chuckled and pulled the ferret close. He was looking forward to making a mess of the room's bed. But then he got an idea that made him grin even wider.

"Where does Daniel sleep?" Lunk asked, having an eager edge to his voice.

"We usually share the same bed," Dasher responded and he began leading Lunk into their shared bedroom. The ferret had been left to occupy the bed on his own lately but Daniel would soon be lying down in it as well, providing a thrill that Lunk couldn't resist.

"Get your ass on the bed..." Lunk said with a wanting tone of voice. Dasher was quick to do so, wanting to waste no more of the time available to them. He pulled down his pants and revealed his lack of underwear. From an outside perspective, it seemed that Dasher was expecting the orca's presence but he really had been in a rush to clean and didn't bother putting on underwear before slipping on his pants.

Either way, Lunk was presented with a juicy hole and when looking closer he saw that the hole was clearly used. It was both stretched and even dripping some, leaving a stain in the pants that had gone unnoticed beforehand.

"I knew you were a cheating slut but I didn't think you had someone over already," the orca said, starting to grope the smaller male's ass.

"That's not exactly what happened..." Dasher said, biting his lip from the touching.

"You got any other explanation for your ass gaping and oozing like this?" Lunk asked with a snort.

"Well you see..." Dasher stopped himself. How could he explain what he did with Bingo. Cheating on his partner with a fat sweat-stinking slob was one thing but being outed as a dog fucker was another thing entirely. Sure he was gross and vulgar, but Lunk wasn't anywhere near as gullible as Daniel.

As if to answer the question for him, Bingo came from the still open bedroom door and upon seeing Dasher's exposed ass he trotted over with his tongue out, clearly expecting something from the bent over anthro. Dasher noticed and so did Lunk. It only took the orca a few seconds to put it all together and he began to laugh.

"No fucking way!" he said, laughing hard enough to make the fat of his chest and stomach jiggle and bounce. Dasher clutched the sheets, feeling embarrassed and ashamed for having his secret exposed.

"No fucking way that Daniel is that pathetic," Lunk finished. "His cock is so worthless that a fucking dog can do better!"

His attention went from Dasher to Bingo. The trained canine didn't growl or try to ward Lunk off. He stood by panting a bit and his tail was wagging. When Lunk's heavy hand came down in front of his muzzle, the dog sniffed and recoiled. Already having a grip on the larger dog, Lunk turned Bingo around and hiked up his back half. The dog whined a bit, having his front paws still touching the floor while the others were left suspended in the air.

Lunk's free hand was groping at the dog's crotch, squeezing and tugging at the sheath without a clear method but with enough contact, Bingo's cock came sliding out. The red flesh was gripped and pumped, bringing the rest of the mastiff's cock into view.

"Heh. Gotta give the mutt some credit, but Daniel's not that hard to outdo..." Lunk grunted as he took hold of the dog with both hands, heaving him up onto the bed.

"What are you doing?" Dasher asked. With one hand, the orca was keeping him down with one hand while the other was pulling down his sweaty shorts, already revealing his unwashed crotch.

"Since I'm gonna be staying here awhile I gotta show him who's on top," Lunk stated. "Your ass is gonna be mine first and he can have the sloppy seconds like a obedient dog should..."

Dasher laid on the bed, watching as Lunk shuffled out of his shorts and they fell to the ground. The large orca's massive cock was in a semi-hard state, dripping sweat and precum onto the floor. Dasher felt his mouth watering as its grungy smell hit his nose. Clearly Lunk hadn't been given a proper cleaning since their last meeting. As the shirt came off, his upper body was fully exposed and more of his masculine stink wafted out, being something that both Dasher and Bingo openly breathed in.

Lunk gripped his cock and gave it some pumps. Slicking the grimy foreskin back and forth roused more of its addicting odor and the cock itself grew fully hard. Long, fat, and already sloppy with precum that was copiously oozing out.

"What's his name?" Lunk suddenly asked, referring to the dog. While waiting for a response he was hovering the tip in front of the dog's tailhole.

"B-Bingo..." Dasher said.

"Well, Bingo. From now on you're my bitch!" Lunk said, laughing at his own pun while making a forward shove that both spread Bingo's hole and stuffed the tip inside. The dog yelped and squirmed as the much bigger male kept him pinned down without much issue. Grunting and groaning, Lunk made another push that began to sink his large dick inside. The excess of precum and slimy layer of filth on the rest of his length took away a lot of the strain that Bingo would have been usually put through.

Dasher's eyes were glued to the sight and his cock throbbed hard from watching the dog being penetrated. For so long, he had seen Bingo as another stud, a strong male that could dominate and breed him in the way that he wanted. But with Lunk taking control, he was seeing Bingo being used in a way that he never considered. The dog whined and squirmed still but his knotted cock was twitching and leaking as the log of flesh was slowly disappearing inside of him. Having the hand on his upper back, Bingo's upper half was raised, allowing Dasher and Lunk to see.

"Get over here and make yourself useful," Lunk said, snapping Dasher out of his focused daze.

The ferret rose from the bed, still watching as the shameless orca began moving his hips. A bulge could be forming in Bingo's stomach when a forward thrust came. The dog whined but he was panting and spreading his legs, raising his backside even more so Lunk could have easier access. That made it clear that he was enjoying it. Taking what was given to him, the smelly male pushed the rest of his cock inside.

Lunk was already letting his moans be heard, he was muttering to himself while rocking his lower half at an actual pace, watching his length disappear and reappear from the dog's hole. It was spread farther than it was ever meant to and yet Lunk's cock stuffed its way inside and was smoothly pumping back and forth thanks to the mess of precum that had been smeared onto the rest of his many inches. The sloppy sounds of the pole reaming the canine's insides could be heard and joining them were Dasher's licks.

The ferret was down on his knees and kneeling just behind Lunk. He took hold of the heavy swinging balls. They were glazed and dripping with sweat that was both new and fresh. After taking in some long winded sniffs that made him dizzy, Dasher sought to clean away the sweat and other grime with his tongue. Sweeping the muscle along the fat sack, consisting of two grapefruit-sized orbs. There was a lot of area for him to cover and running his tongue along them left his taste buds to be struck with a delightfully bitter bite.

"Mmm..." Lunk rumbled, giving a smack to Bingo's hindquarter. "I'm gonna enjoy fucking you two for the whole summer. Too bad Daniel isn't here to see me break in his dog."

Lunk was starting to thrust faster, feeling the feral's insides squeezing down on his shaft. This got his cock to shoot ropes of precum, fat wads that came out in spurts. Bingo whimpered as his stomach was starting to fill out even more than it already was. With every insertion of Lunk's full length, the outline of Lunk's tip was showing through the canine's stomach. He was enjoying the dog's previously unclaimed tailhole and the feeling of fucking it paired well with Dasher licking his balls, steadily tracing along both of his orbs.

In addition to just licking at the greasy sack, Dasher would often pause to outright nuzzle against them. He would press his face against it and rub the clinging odor into his own facial fur, embracing the stink that would latch onto his own fur. He opened his mouth wide and attempted to fit one of the balls inside. While he couldn't manage it, Dasher was still content to suck on one ball at a time. His lips wrapped around the curvature and he softly suckled while running his tongue along the smooth orca skin, getting a full taste for his perspiration.

"Fuck... Who knew dog ass was this good?" Lunk said to himself but his next words were aimed directly at the canine. "I'm the real stud around here, compared to me you're just another bitch!" His words were paired with another hard shove that sank all of himself inside. He kept his cock fully hilted, letting it throb against the squeezing walls. More precum was being let off directly into the pet's guts.

That last thrust got a reaction out of Bingo. He barked and dug his claws into the fabric. His body was trembling and the squeezes of his ass were stronger than ever. But the most telling sign came from Bingo's own cock; it was throbbing and shooting thick ropes of seed against the bedding, making a mess of dog cum that was already clinging to the sheets.

Chuckling to himself, Lunk continued thrusting against the hard squeezes. He was pumping his cock at a much faster pace. While doing that the large male was groaning and back to muttering to himself, approaching his own orgasm. Being lower than them both, Dasher was the receiving end of Lunk's balls swinging with more force. They smacked against face repeatedly but Dasher remained there, giving more licks and kisses each time the sack swung back towards him.

With another strong thrust, Lunk slammed all of himself inside and began to cum inside of the feral canine. Another whine came from Bingo as he felt himself being pumped full of cum. For the first time his stomach was starting to swell from the sheer amount of musky liquid release. Lunk kept himself inside, groaning deeply as his cock swelled and released large loads of his spunk. When he was finally done shooting from his churning ballsack, the orca left Bingo's stomach swollen and his leaking hole kept a snug hold around the still-hard cock.

There was a rush of cum from Lunk's dick being pulled free. Bingo's tongue lolled, his tongue wagged and he looked relieved as he let the orca's seed splash out of him and onto the bed. Dasher didn't protest this when he saw, being made to rise by Lunk's order.

"You like the sight of that? Your dog being used by and pumped full of my jizz? Look at the mess he's making all over Daniel's bed..." Lunk got Dasher back down on his knees, presenting his sloppy cock to the ferret. "Go ahead, lick it all up. See if you can taste your dog's ass on my dick?"

Shivering and moaning already, Dasher did as he was told. Bingo continued lying on the bed, being too bloated to move freely. But he seemed satisfied; panting softly while his cock remained full out of its sheath. He seemed to be enjoying the sight of his owner taking hold of the massive length that just filled him. Dasher got busy licking at the nearly three feet of fat orca dick and there was indeed a new flavor alongside the cum that was paired with hints of piss and overall filth. Being hooked on it immediately, Dasher sought to clean it all away.

For the time being, Lunk just stood there and watched the ferret work. He enjoyed the touches that ran from his tip to about halfway. There was only so far that Dasher could reach and there was still so much area to be covered. Knowing that the long shaft was beyond his reach, Dasher instead put his focus on the tip. He licked at the bulbous surface, letting himself get high on the pure rankness of an unwashed dick. Naturally the stink was even stronger when tugging the foreskin back. After huffing that in for a bit, Dasher began to run his tongue along the folds, collecting all manner of fluids and substances that had gotten themselves trapped in there for who knows how long. He embraced it and loved the intense tastes and smells that would have driven any normal person away.

Feeling the tongue sweeping within his foreskin had gotten Lunk excited. His still fully erect shaft throbbed to life and the orca's hand came down to press his head and lips against the tip. Remembering the last time, Dasher put up no resistance as his mouth was spread wide around the invading flesh. It slid over his tongue, giving the cheater a more pronounced taste for the cock grime. The throat wasn't hard to reach and another careless shove forced Dasher's windpipe open. Any resistance was powered through and the fat meat was making its way down his tight airway.

When a good portion of his cock slid inside, Lunk was already thrusting into Dasher's throat. His treatment was rough but that was just what the ferret wanted. Bingo had given him the sensation of a cock that could stuff his ass but there was something about having his head held in place by a large and sweaty hand. While made to stay there, his mouth was being harshly fucked and his throat was being forced through more than what it was meant to handle.

Lunk was already pumping precum into the snug throat and he huffed when feeling the added squeezes from it being gulped down. Some of the precum clung to the walls, making them slick and Lunk saw an opportunity to shove even more of himself down into the passage. Dasher gagged from this but that didn't stop the orca from feeding more of his cock inside. And right after he was rocking his hips roughly, pumping it back and forth over the ferret's tongue and against the lips that were pressing against the shaft.

"Bet that twig-dicked loser can't stuff your throat like this. He probably can't even shoot enough to fill your mouth either... No wonder you're getting fucked by a dog just to get by. It's his loss for letting a prime slut like you go to waste. But I guess I should thank him for being such a spineless bitch..." Lunk said. He was mostly just talking aloud to hype himself up but Dasher took in the orca's words and felt a heightened sense of thrill. Everything Lunk said was true and that only excited him more. This was his reality; Daniel was so useless when it came to sex that Bingo provided better company and he was so eager to give himself to his boyfriend's roommate. A massive nasty, stinking, jerk...one who fucked his own bed, dogs, and boyfriends who were paired with wimpy males...

Dasher's mind had wandered a bit but he was brought back to reality by Lunk removing his cock from his throat and mouth. Before Dasher could say anything, the orca placed him on the bed. He groaned and began climbing on the bed. It was made for two and yet he was taking up most of its space. The springs creaked under his weight and the bedding was soon stinking of his body odor. Lunk went through the trouble of turning himself around, having his cock pressed against Dasher's lips. The lying ferret took the length back down into his throat and Lunk began to forcefully thrust into the depths while also easing his weight back down.

In time, Dasher was nearly smothered from Lunk lying on top of him. Sweat was running down his body in thick rivets, dripping onto Dasher's body but his concern was the hard throbs in his esophagus and the thick spurts of precum that needed to be gulped down right away. He could tell that Lunk was getting close and it was just like the orca to not give a warning. After a few more up's and down's of his hips, the mouth-fucker pushed a good amount of his cock inside and kept it there was he began cumming hard.

The loads were even thicker than his precum and there was a lot of it too. Despite blowing enough to swell Bingo's stomach, Lunk was currently shooting wad after wad of his marking cum down the smaller male's squeezing gullet. Just as he did last time, Dasher failed to keep up with the seemingly endless rounds of musky jizz and it began to spill out of his mouth and throat, oozing out to drip and pour onto his own face, neck, and check. It mixed with Lunk's already potent sweat and the combined substances made a powerful stink that already set deep in his purple fur. After some time, the climax ceased and Dasher was all but bathed in the orca's cum. The tip popped noisily from his lips and flopped against his face. Lunk chuckled and eased off enough for Dasher to sit up.

"Having fun?" he asked, taking a good look at the painted cheater. When getting a nod and smile, the orca smirked and pointed to his crotch.

"The both of you get to licking at my balls," Lunk said, sitting back in the bed.

Dasher led Bingo to the orca's sack and he began to lick at it. Bingo soon followed suit after some sniffing and watching his owner's actions. His nose was even more sensitive, certainly his senses were being assaulted by the grizzly bodily odors. But Bingo appeared to be quite taken with Lunk's body, dutifully sliding his tongue along the left orb while Dasher handled the right. Their licking was out of sync but that suited Lunk just fine. He moaned and continued to sweat while on the bed, letting the sheets and mattress soak up his essence.

They did this for some time until Lunk told them to move higher, pointing directly at his semi hard and cum-slathered dick. Bingo again needed to be led and shown what to do but he was soon joining in on the act. His long tongue was licking all over, tracing along the base and giving some attention to the tip as well. He and Dasher worked in tandem to clean away all the cum that they could, relishing the flavors and scents that still clung to the uncut log. All the while, Lunk was making sounds of enjoyment. His cock would throb while they worked and slowly it was being brought back to a fully hard state.

They continued to work their mouths on it, collecting mouthfuls of seed. Dasher was quicker to swallow them down while Bingo had a bit of trouble. But the anthro and feral were making good progress together. A good portion of the seed was cleaned away and the hefty amount of cum in their stomachs was being increased.

"Damn, the two of you make a pretty good team. Let's see how you two handle this..."

Another set of orders were given to the both of them. It started with Bingo being made to rim the large orca. The mastiff was moved behind the pair of large musk asscheeks and Lunk eased himself back until Bingo's muzzle was pressed against his sweat-glazed hole. This worked to get the message across, after a few sniffs Bingo was running his tongue along the outside. Another sound of satisfaction came when it finally eased in. From there the licks were given to the orca's grimy walls and he was clearly loving the feeling of a dog's long and flat tongue sweeping along his insides.

There was a place for Dasher as well and that was wrapped around the bigger male's cock. Though this wasn't his first time taking it, that didn't suddenly make it easy for the ferret. Just like last time he was taking deep breaths as the fat and lengthy thing was being roughly shoved into him. The leftover cum and saliva from his and Bingo's licking provided just enough lubrication to make it slide in without much trouble.

They got right to the good stuff. While being deeply rimmed by a dog, Lunk was ramming his cock into Dasher's depths, striking his sweet spots hard and plunging his tip into the ferret's guts. Now it was his turn to see and feel a bulge poking from underneath his fur. When the discomfort wore off, Dasher was immediately struck with the intense pleasure of again being filled past his natural limits.

He was underneath the orca again, feeling the mass of sweaty fat and muscle grinding over his own body. There was no doubt that he was already stinking and the smell would likely be stuck to him for some time after this. All Dasher could do was moan out and pant hard from the sheer filling that his insides were being put through.

Lunk was making the noise while rocking his body back and forth. When going back, he could feel Bingo's tongue reaching in deeper and when shifting his body forwards again he was able to feel his cock sliding along the precum-soaked walls of Dasher's snug ass. He had everything he wanted and more. He began to pound harder, feeling nothing short of pride in making the already taken male scream out in pure elation, giving him a sensation that Daniel never could.

He felt superior in that moment. While it was true that Daniel had much better grades than him, that he was way more liked on campus, and he wasn't the one given disgusted looks or muttered about in passing... There was something that Lunk could do that the "accomplished" feline couldn't and that simple something was more than enough to take Daniel's precious boyfriend from him.

With that in mind he rocked his body hard, panting and drooling a bit as he sought out yet another climax. He was thinking about Daniel, about how useless all of his other skills; it didn't matter how charming or well put together he was. None of that mattered when his partners were destined to be disappointed by his small cock and lackluster talents in bed. That was evident by Dasher yelling out underneath him. Daniel and other guys like him thought themselves so superior but it was no challenge for Lunk to snatch away their partners, to get them to cheat and sometimes it was happening right in front of them...

With that thought, Lunk came again and pumped his loads into Dasher's stomach, swelling his stomach with a heavy dosage of stud cum. While he was gasping and moaning in pleasure, still grinding his fat body on top of the ferret's there were the sounds of footsteps and the horrified gasp of Daniel. He walked in and got an eyeful of the whole thing; both his boyfriend and his dog being used by his roommate.

"W-what is this?" Daniel dared to ask.

"It's exactly what it looks like," Lunk said, still feeling pretty smug about himself. "I fucked your dog and then your boyfriend. And it was easy. The both of them just gave themselves up to me."

"That's a lie!" Daniel said, his voice cracking. He looked to Dasher, hoping his boyfriend would protest. Even with the ferret being literally under the groaning orca, Daniel wanted to believe that there was some kind of explanation...

"Sorry, Daniel but I'm taking over. Your boyfriend, your dog, your bed... It's all mine now. I got everything you care about wrapped around my cock and I can get them to leave you just as easily..." Lunk suggested. Dasher moaned and slurred underneath him, having a stomach full of hot cum to keep him delirious.

"This is my house now and you're gonna be my little servant. You're gonna cook, clean, and keep paying the rent around here. You be good and I might let Dasher suck on that little pinky between your legs every once in a while..."

Daniel gulped but he didn't protest. It was all finally sinking in for him. His boyfriend had cheated on him and even his own dog was more loyal to Lunk than to him. But if the two of them left he would have nothing... Lunk had always been too much of a weak coward to make anything for himself. He got by taking things from others and he was taking from Daniel.

In the back of the orca's mind, he was hoping that Daniel would stand up for himself. Maybe scream or protest or maybe even challenge him to fight but the cat gulped and nodded. He agreed to terms offered to him, meaning that he was now the house slave, someone to keep the lights on and food on the table while Lunk got to fuck around and treat himself to all the utilities he wasn't paying for.

"I knew you were smart," Lunk said with a toothy grin. "I thought you were getting something to eat. Better get to it or would you rather watch me fuck your boyfriend again, better than you ever could?"

Daniel shuddered and turned tail, leaving the room to get them all something to eat. As he returned to the living room he could hear the moans of Dasher picking up again. He was beaten and his boyfriend was taken, but he was too weak and afraid to leave it all behind...

Lunk chuckled as he began humping Dasher again. Bingo was still licking inside of him, making the pleasure strong already. He was going to enjoy his summer here but he intended to make this living arrangement for longterm in the future...