Blessed

They're onto me. They have found out who wrote the article and now their hounds are after me. My instincts have not failed me. Months of investigating activities of a local bar owner have revealed human trafficking taking place for many years and the bar was just a front. Boys and girls from all over the country, kidnapped, abducted and then processed through the extensive basements of the premise, then transported throughout the continent to establishments I didn't dare to think about. When the prosecutor and the police contacted me, I gave them all the materials I've gathered so far. The article shook the local authorities and press coverage after my publication hasn't stopped even after a month into official investigations have been proceeding. Several arrests took place including the notorious owner of the bar. Local people neighboring the bar started talking about noises and stuff. They seemed to have been intimidated by thugs that likely protected the entire establishment from prying eyes.

I realized I'm on their radar one morning when I noticed a black car with foreign plates that kept shadowing my movements. Now I was sure, when instead of leaving my apartment building through the front door like usually, I left through a lesser-known back exit usually only used by the garbage disposal services. I waited a bit in the courtyard and then saw two men I recognized – the same ones that used to drive the same black SUV following my every move - right into the entrance likely heading towards my apartment floor. I knew then I just had to run.

For a moment I have considered calling the police, but then I realized they were the only ones outside of the main editor of the newspaper that published my text on my identity so it's possible it's someone at the police who tipped the remaining gang members on who exposed their entire network.

My initial instinct was to run and hide. I knew they might have me tapped in some way so I completely turned off my cell and started aimlessly wandering the busy streets of the town constantly changing directions through courtyards and street crossings checking my surroundings cautiously every now and then. It was then I saw the car driving from the other side with the same two men in cliche looking black shades searching to identify their prey - me. I dodged them by sliding into another courtyard in an old apartment block that seemingly was abandoned. I figured that from barred doors, exposed deteriorated brick work and I decided to wander deeper into the opened area enclosed by empty glassless windows looking down upon me. On the other side from the entrance to the courtyard, I saw that it was blocked off by a tall, elaborate metal fence with a flower motif with an overgrown, dead garden that belonged to a small almost palace-like mansion.

I approached it slowly, wondering how could I've never seen the palace's facade from the street level as I haven't recognized it from this angle. Somehow it felt like the safest place in the world at that moment. I don't know exactly what convinced me of that, but I instinctively approached the fence and without much thought I started climbing over it. I didn't even think on that I'm accessing someone's private property, I just landed in the overgrown dry garden walking towards the back entrance into the building.

It was dark and dusty. Felt almost like an abandoned museum considering the amount of antiques that stood in the back hallway and the side rooms I saw through the light that creeped via partially covered window blinds and curtains. Everything was covered in a gray layer of dust and it seemed like no one looked after it but strangely enough – in contrast to the outer facade of the palace – the interior remained otherwise in a pristine condition. You could see the wooden floors shine under the dust, and aside from the outdated old-school style of the furnishing and decorations, the place looked like time stood still. Immune from falling apart somehow. I kept wandering the spacious dark hallways looking around for a couple of minutes thinking I was safe. No one would look into an abandoned mansion for a newspaper reporter, right?

That was when I realized that my assumption was incorrect. I heard voices coming from outside echoing through the courtyard which led me to the mansion and I knew I'm in trouble again. I hopped onto the wooden stairs leading to the upper floor and started looking for a way out. Trying on the closed doors along the galleria upstairs I heard the voices becoming louder and louder, raising my feeling of panic that accompanied my desperate attempts to locate a way through. Only one final door knob budged just as I heard first steps echoing from downstairs and I pushed into the completely dark room, quietly closing it behind me. I turned the key I blindly found still sitting in the lock but I wasn't confident the door was strong enough if they decided to barge in using force.

I couldn't see the interior and wasn't sure what to expect, but I started looking for a different way out. Windows were fully covered with dusty curtains and window shutters seemed firmly shut from the outside, so I couldn't escape that way. All remained in the hope of finding an alternate door leading somewhere further into the manor. With my hands stretched in front of me, I moved through the darkness attempting to locate any furniture or anything else for that matter until I ran into something weird. Took me a moment to realize it was some kind of stone statue standing in the middle of the square-shaped room. I pulled out my phone and without typing in the SIM card PIN I turned it's display on so I could see. When I saw a menacing figure with a jackal-shaped head I almost yelped from the sheer surprise. It resembled those ancient Egyptian depictions of their mythological gods with animalistic features, you see in museums and on pictures in history books. I heard footsteps repeating on the staircase and I turned around a bit too fast, and with my stretched-out hand I accidentally pulled on something hanging on the jackal-headed statue's chest. Before I managed to prevent to knock the statue, I realized the fragile leather string broke and I heard marbles hit the wooden floor panels.

Someone must have heard that and I knew I've given away my present position. “Oh, God, help me!" I whispered quietly and then the footsteps stopped right on the other side of the closed door. I saw shadowy shapes of someone's shoes blocking the faint light that creeped into the room I was in underneath the doors stand there for a while and expected to hear the door know turn, but suddenly the shapes under the door slowly walked away. I heard voices but couldn't understand anything. What just happened? I thought to myself. Why would they just back off all of a sudden?

It was then I realized I wasn't alone in that small room. I turned around and tapped onto the phone screen so it could give me that little bit of light to let me look at the statue again but it wasn't a statue at all. I saw a towering man dressed in a decorative tunic wrapped around his waist, standing in front of me, watching me with his shiny, moon-like silver eyes. His bare chest was only covered by a decorative pendant made out of some sort of shiny stone and his head was that of a real jackal of black fur that blended with the rest of his fully human body.

“Who... Who are you?" I asked realizing I'm trembling from fear. The entity in front of me turned its head to the side, carefully examining me with its eyes and finally offered an answer: “I am the god whose assistance you called for"

A friend...

It's been weeks since the close call I had with the thugs that tried to punish me for ratting out their disgusting human trafficking business they ran through my home town and since that fateful day, my life has changed in a way I never expected to. All of the gang members since then have been brough to light of day including those that have worked on the inside of the local official structures to monitor any investigations. Even someone high ranking within the police force was exposed and arrested for manipulating evidence. Some were found dead in very strange circumstances.

I'm finally able to sleep peacefully. The terrifying experience of being first shadowed, then followed and eventually chased by thugs left a mark on my sense of security and I realized how close of a call it has been when the entirety of all of the gang members have been publicly exposed. For the first time in weeks, I feel actually safe. Not thanks to the hard work of the police. I knew how exactly those thugs got exposed and I knew police would have come to these conclusions much later than they actually did. Someone else made sure the whole truth was out in the open.

It took some time for me to understand it or even comprehend the knowledge that I've recovered and freed an imprisoned entity wrongly identified in the past by ancients as one of the gods. It's hard to say exactly what he explained that he and his other siblings really are without sounding either cringe or like a spiritual weirdo trying to seek auras in everything around us. In short, they came here from somewhere else. They used to be as one, but something in our world forced them to become separate beings and once they gained individual consciousness and different experiences, they've allied themselves with different elemental forces in the world. Those forces started manifesting as something of markings or symbols. Some people even learned to master those symbols but according to my new friend, in modern days, barely anyone remembered those old ways to effectively learn and use them anymore.

He appears to feel indebted to me due to the fact that I've broken the seal which kept him imprisoned within the stone statue at the upper floor of the abandoned mansion. Since then, I've tried visiting it again to gain better understanding where the statue came from, but I could no longer find it in the city. As if some sort of shroud of invisibility has come down upon its walls concealing it completely from curious eyes looking for it on purpose.

“What are you thinking of?" - my newly found companion asked as I sat in a large window of my apartment, gazing into the sky, thinking on the events that took place in the past weeks and how quickly I came to accept the existence of beings that my mind could not fully comprehend. He could communicate with me in a way I couldn't really fully explain to anyone. I felt like I spoke with my words but even looking at my reflection in the glass, I saw my mouth not move. No one else could see me speak to him either. Actually, nobody could ever see him beside me even as I saw him simply walk right next to me. It was the most bizarre experience. I could speak about the most personal things as I walked the streets of the town and be overheard by absolutely no one. Only my incorporeal companion heard me and as he spoke back to me, I was the only person who could hear his replies. I looked as he sat in the opposing side of the window sill just as casually as I, looking right into my eyes. I realized he chose to manifest himself in a form of a human male, but I also knew he wasn't a physical being at all.

“I'm just thinking... Nothing in particular. It's just still hard to take it all in sometimes" I offered a response, as he carefully watched my face. At this point I was well aware he reads into every twitch in my face and eyes that could betray a lie attempt and whilst I had no reason to lie to him, I also knew I couldn't properly word my thoughts to him out loud. Besides he could just as well read my mind and fully understand what I was going through even though he chose not to most of the time as he learned privacy of one's thoughts was one of the most important rules. “I can see you're preoccupied and that something is bothering you. I don't wish to intrude on your thoughts, however if I can help it, I would like to understand what is bothering you" - he explained, leaning on the wall and sitting across the window sill from me. I saw he tried to appear dressed in a way that was less ancient than the first time I saw him but I never understood why he bothered with that at all considering I was the only person who was able to see his manifestation. Clearly there was some sort of bond created at the moment of him being released and me calling out for help, that allowed me to “see" him for what he was. No one ever batted an eye as I wandered the streets with him next to me, appearing barefoot and dressed in pristinely white linen clothes that completely ignored the current weather.

I felt awkward when I realized how easy it was for him to read my signs and changes in my mood and he's only been around me for couple of weeks. In truth I felt guilty that he felt obliged to accompany me and as he phrased it to “watch over me" ever since that day in that dark abandoned mansion where I broke the elemental seal which prevented him to leave the stone depiction of the deity he was interpreted as in the ancient times. I also felt uneasy to think that I sometimes preferred seeing him in his “godly" depiction as I saw him for the first time. I have not told him on my intimate cravings that I had ever since I was a teenager and I hoped he'd not been able to read into them, but it wasn't easy to hide anything about oneself in the presence of an incorporeal being that could easily read my thoughts when it pleased.

“You realize I can sense the tension within you? I have understanding that you physical beings have your own cravings and that they are very apparent to us?" - he doesn't stop looking at me but isn't forcing eye contact knowing well it's probably too awkward to me. Should I tell him? I've never spoken to it with anyone. I've never spoken it out loud.

I gather my thoughts and look back at him after couple of minutes of silence. I'm unsure if I'm able to word it properly but I sense there is no judgement coming from him and that somehow, he already seems to know everything there is to know about me. It's more about admitting it before myself that is the biggest step to take here. “You're right. Your presence is causing some of my feelings... Things hidden deep inside me to... Sort of resurface..." I stutter my response, trying to take deep breaths in between the sentences I force out of myself. He watches me but says nothing, expecting me to continue further. “Should I show myself as less attractive to you?" He asks with a bit feisty tone of voice. I smile back. “It's not that... Just, seeing you for the first time back then has reminded me of something that I always found the most... Interesting in that regard and it just is hard to talk about" I offer in response after another moment.

“I see" he replies. Then suddenly his face morphs into the jackal the same way I saw him for the first time and strangely enough he smiles in a manner that doesn't make him look menacing at all. “Is this what you mean? You know it's not uncommon and I've met people who were more interested in other beings not by their own choice but by their own nature. I don't think that's anything to be ashamed of. I can tell you feel guilty but that is simply not justified."

I look back at him and can't find words to respond. I don't know what to say. “Was it that obvious what I crave?" I ask after a larger pause that felt like eternity. He smiles again. He's patient with me. “I swore to protect you and to shield you from harm. Last thing I need is see you inflict any harm to yourself emotionally or otherwise. Whether your cravings are good or bad it depends on what you do with them, not what you think in your mind." These words are soothing. His low, calm voice is calming my mind and the storm of thoughts that has been swirling inside me for quite a while. I never expected him to be this attuned to a human, considering he wasn't one and likely never needed to concern himself with the issues of corporeal beings. “There is a right way to see whether this is just a craving or real desire that is the only thing that could ever satisfy you physically you know" those next words come off as a surprise. Is there really a way? Without the filthy feeling of doing something wrong?

“Judging from the way you looked at this form of my face, I take it's anything close to the jackal that will appear the most... appealing to you?" He asks without any sign of disapproval or any sort of judgement or any negativity. He sounded as if it was the most normal, natural thing to ask about. “I take it that in these regions Jackals aren't the most common animals to encounter" - he looks through the window at the busy street in front of my apartment building. I slowly nodded to confirm his assumption. “What about dogs? If you encountered a handsome adult male dog? Would he be attractive enough to potentially satisfy your craving?"

I wasn't sure what to say. The way he asked and the opened nature of the question accompanied with the calmest and most accepting tone stumped me. I wasn't expecting him to move on so easily and to be so normal about it. “If I brought to you a male that is eager and fully understanding of what's about to happen, would you be willing to try and give in to him?" My new friend asks the most incredible question so plainly as if someone offered me a cup of tea. I raise my eyes to him. “I'm not sure how..." At this point I don't even know what I was trying to say to him back then. All I remember is his response. “Just say: Yes, Anubis. I would like to try..." He smiles back at me and his jackal mouth exposes shiny white fangs and teeth. The silver eyes of his seemed to glow as if reflecting the moon itself...

First timers

Anubis assured me that I shouldn't be afraid and to prepare myself in any means I deem necessary whilst he arranged my trial companions for the night. I was scared to death of all of this. I've rarely ever been with other men, though intimate relations with humans never truly satisfied me, so those have been very rare occurrences in my life. To do that with an adult dog was another thing that I was completely unprepared for. I knew I have found them attractive since I was a teen and that's more than half of my life to ensure it's not just an adolescent curiosity since it lingered in my head way into my late 20's and early 30's. I never understood why I had to be the one who's got that sort of craving. Not only gay but also canine-focused one. Always thought the worst of myself because of this, however my supernatural companion has cast doubts whether those negative thoughts could have been fully justified.

I was laid on my couch freshly out of a relaxing bath, buried in my thoughts self-reflecting on my whole past life and quietly waited for the events of the day to continue to unfold. I haven't heard any doors being opened but I instantly realized I was not alone in the apartment any more. When I turned my head, I realized that Anubis was standing with his arms crossed, leaning over the door frame and watching me silently. Next to him there were two large male dogs. A muscled, bulky rottweiler. The other one was a tall gray-white malamute with gorgeous brown and blue eyes. Both entered slowly sitting across the room, presenting me their private parts.

“Good, you're up" Anubis smiled looking at both males patiently waiting for the evening events to start. “Have you prepared in however you feel comfortable?" He asks after few moments. I sat down on the couch. Still fully naked I nodded in response.

“So... They do know why they're here?" I ask looking at the two animals sitting near him in my living room. I noticed that the Rottweiler's sheath was partially swollen up and significant part of his semi-erect penis already emerged, leaking onto my floor. He panted quietly but seemed to wait for my move. “Why else would two adult male dogs come with me all the way to your apartment?" Anubis smiles at me, glancing at the two animals sitting next to him. “Are they aware that I am..." I'm unsure how to ask my question. “That you are just another male seeking intercourse with a male member of a different species than his own? They're dogs. They aren't stupid. They can tell you are a man just as well they can tell you are uneasy about this." Anubis smiles but his response isn't in any way condescending. He seems to expect such questions from me.

“And they're both okay with that?" I'm trying to make sure. I see that he's maintaining some sort of understanding with the dogs that is completely beyond me but I'm trying to get into this with an open mind. “Why else would they be here? They haven't been with a human before in this way much less with a human male. They're curious whether this can give them the same amount of pleasure as their own female which they cannot interact with anyway." He continues to explain. “And you know this, for certain? You talked to them?" Anubis smiles hearing the doubt in my voice. “Just because you cannot communicate with animals the same way you communicate with each other, doesn't mean that it's not possible. You're forgetting I'm adjusting to speak verbally to you. To a method you are accustomed to. I'm doing the same thing for them, to create a bridge between the three of you. And yes, they do that for pleasure just like many other animals. Sex for pleasure is not exclusive only to humans" Anubis adds to ensure I have full understanding of the situation.

I sit up and look at both dogs sitting across my living room. They're both patiently watching my moves. They are curious but also seem to be listening in as if waiting for something. “Do you want me to stay with you?" Anubis asks, looking back at me. I nod and he smiles softly with understanding. “Which one... How do we go about it?" I ask. “Well, I suppose you know what's the best position to assume?" I hear him trying to hide amusement. I realize my question might have sounded silly. “They've decided between themselves who goes first. You just focus on your role. They know you're not a female. They're both aware you are willingly substituting for one whilst being a male yourself and you are offering your body to them without ever doing this before with any member of their kind. This is a first time for all of you. I suggest you just try seeing whether you'll enjoy this as you thought you would. The rest is up to them." He sums up. I swallow silently starting to get off the couch.

I've brought in an old mattress before their arrival and placed it in the middle of the living room. I kept it after swapping it from my old bed I no longer owned in case I needed someone sleep over and the couch turned out not sufficient in size. Covered it with a blanket I assumed should be enough for the purpose of this evening. I stepped onto it, and slowly kneeled down to finally get on all fours. I look over towards the dogs and the Rottweiler stands up. “He likes to be called Raven, though according to people who care for him it should be Bucky. He hates when they call him that. He's very proud of his shiny coat that sometimes glitters like raven feathers. If you want him to slow down or stop, just call him Raven. He'll appreciate that" Anubis explains quietly as the dog approaches me from behind.

I close my eyes and await what will happen. The animal climbs me with ease, slowly positioning himself against my butt cheeks, whilst grabbing me with his front paws, digging his trimmed nails into my lower belly. One sharp stab forward with his swelling sheath and without any prior preparation I feel his pointy tip slide easily right through my sphincter into me. He can tell that he managed to enter my body and starts repetitive motion with his hips, bending his back as his legs start to use more strength. Few seconds later I feel him quite deep inside whilst the dog only picks up the pace. It doesn't take him long to bury his growing penis entirely inside my ass and before I realize it, we're locked in. His massive knot at the base of his cock is expanding rapidly, becoming so big and so hard, there's no chance of him leaving my body before he's done with me.

I moan softly feeling as his dick starts to extend and swell along his entire shaft soon completely filling the free space in my rectum. He still continues to grow and the size of his manhood exceeds my expectations. I also feel the great heat inside me. His massive, now very heavy and fully swollen penis is extremely warm and I literally feel every bit of it within me, resonating its heat from inside out. He also starts depositing a massive amount of his semen into me, adding to the warmth and forcing my rectum to expand even further. The sheer notion that I've been fully penetrated by a willing male dog whilst being a grown-up man myself, allowing him to use me to his pleasure and that my innards are in direct contact with his canine penis made me spill the load without the need to touch my own cock.

My clenching sphincter right behind his massive swollen knot provided him with additional stimulation and I felt him become firmer and heavier inside me along the entire length of his cock. The long repeating streams of seed hitting the internal walls of my rectum also intensified, becoming even more copious and a lot hotter. He remains on my back, holding me tight to his underside with his front paws, panting heavily from the orgasm my body gave him, whilst his massive cock finally pushed even deeper. It's been stretching my rectum way beyond its tolerance for a while now, but with the amount of seed he deposited inside me, the inner sphincter leading directly into my colon eventually gave in and allowed his pointy tip along with more than quarter of his shaft force themselves deeper. I felt the flood of the sperm he'd already filled me in follow deeper into my intestines making me feel its warmth even further in my belly.

The massive rottweiler continued to fill me up with his cum, comfortably laid on my back, whilst his heavy cock filling my rectum and part of my colon with its heavy might kept pulsating with every shot of it now being deposited deep almost directly into my intestines. I felt it all move along them and thought to myself that I've never experienced anything like it. No amount of sex with men would be able to reach these depths both literal and sexual. I felt entirely dominated. I was fully dependent on the dog. He made the calls whether we're done or not. I had no say at this point. I just had to accept my role during the process and there was no chance to cut things short. The giant knot pressed against my sphincter but it was way too big to even attempt pushing it through but I also felt its size and weight to slightly stimulate my inner muscles to try anyway. Every now and then I felt my rectum try pushing the massive intruder out, but the knot was far beyond any realistic possibility to leave me at this time and if anything, these feeble attempts only reinforced it in thickness along with providing the rest of the swollen thick shaft additional stimulation causing him to intensify his orgasm.

I continued to stand on all fours with the dog firmly locked inside my ass, still filling my innards with his sperm, trying to make sure he remains comfortable laid on my back. It was exhausting, but the feeling of his enormous cock constantly stretching my rectum walls combined with the sensation of the semen he kept depositing now even deeper within me was something I could not find words to describe. The slight but constant pain caused by the massive knot forcing us to remain locked in like this combined with the fullness that the rest of his thick shaft laying all the way through my rectum into my now forcefully and constantly opened colon created a strong, unique feeling of bonding between us. I felt his heartbeat deep within my bowels as his cock pulsated both from each spill of his sperm into my intestines and all the blood filling the knot and shaft making them so thick and hard. I moaned every now and then as I felt him move slightly inside me. It must have been more than 20 minutes by now and he didn't seem to be done with me.

After couple of more minutes, he relaxed his front paws that he held me firmly locked with in a strong embrace up until this point - likely preventing me from any attempt to escape and slowly started sliding off of my back to the side. He stood next to my face, his cock still tying us together. He was panting from the pleasure and exhaustion whilst I waited for his next move. I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine. He stopped panting and we stared at each other for a few moments. His left hind leg was still laid on my lower back, whilst his massive dick continued to cum into me. I felt it very clearly. We looked at each other with the awareness that I'm still penetrated by him, locked as one body through his massive canine cock inside me and completely at his mercy. He called all the shots. There was some sort of understanding between us. He was fully aware he's not inseminating a female but simply used a human male to dump excess of his sperm into and all this for moments of mutual pleasure.

“Thank you, Raven..." I whispered just loudly enough for him to hear this and he looked into my eyes again. He stepped closer just enough for his massive head to be pressed against my cheek for a minute or two. He seemed grateful. Not only for letting him fuck me without any restraint or for allowing him to fill me with his cum. He felt seen and accepted and I felt the same way. His massive cock slowly rotated inside my rectum as he moved away so we could continue being knotted this time in ass-to-ass position. His giant penis was just as swollen, thick and heavy as when he was laid on my back and the knot still felt way too large for us to even think of separating. I was still his with nothing to say on the matter. Not that I wanted to. I felt complete. I couldn't put it into words before but I needed this sense of belonging. Belonging to someone who will make me his in this unique, most intimate but also dominant way. I was his but I also lost the right to decide what and when it happens as soon as his knot locked us together.

He enjoyed the tightness of my ass for the next 15 minutes and kept cumming into me for the remainder of the time he was inside me, making my innards feel extremely full and swollen up. Eventually he felt that his knot should be able to leave me and started pulling on my sphincter. He started to pull softly but after a few moments he used more force, causing the massive swollen gland at the base of his cock to force itself in between my sphincter muscles. I moaned from the pain it caused me but I tried to loosen up to ease the process. After a second or two the massive knot managed to pop with a loud slobbery noise whilst the remainder of the thick and swollen shaft started to leave my rectum. I felt the flood of cum spill from my colon into the rectum before some of it started flowing down my own ball sack. I felt dirty but also so satisfied. The distinct smell of dog cum filled the living room of my apartment as it dripped and spattered all over the blanket and mattress underneath me.

“How are you feeling?" Anubis asks softly kneeling next to Raven, who's enormous canine cock that had left my body few seconds earlier, kept swinging between his legs, dripping with his fresh semen onto my floor. I looked back at the dog presenting his rear and his impressive manhood that he defiled my innards with for almost an entire hour. It seemed impossible to me looking at it now for my ass to accommodate it in full so easily. The thing was so thick and so fricking long and yet I knew I had it in me. And for a better part of the hour whilst he came inside me during the entire time. It felt dirty, blasphemous even but I loved the sight of that thing hanging all out, dripping his seed all over the place as the dog rested from fucking me with it. It looked as if he was showing off that he fucked me making me take it and withstand it for such a long time.

“Can Sam take his turn?" I heard the voice of my friend just as the malamute dog stood up, eager to finally take me. I look at the dog slowly approach me. I was tired but also felt the emptiness in my rectum that accompanied me ever since Raven pulled out his cock from my body, so I felt more than eager to feel full again. “Hey Sam" I smiled at the large dog that came up to me. He looked at my face and lowered his head for a brief moment. “You waited long enough I suppose" I added watching his reaction.

Anubis watched me as he kept stroking Raven's ears all while the dog's fully erect cock kept swinging underneath his belly, spilling more cum onto the floor. I loved the sight and the fact the dog was relaxed seemingly satisfied with me whilst also showing off the size of his dick that he managed to force into my body. “Sam is just curious whether a human male can be as pleasurable as a female dog. I suppose that was enough criteria needed to bring him here today" He adds when the dog approaches me from my behind. I smile and nod but try to brace for the heavy frame of the dog that prepares to climb my back.

Despite the fluffy coat of a typical Malamute, Sam is also a very well kept and a quite muscled dog. As he climbs my back and repositions his hind legs, digging claws into my lower belly in similar way to Raven, I feel that he's both heavier but also stronger than my previous partner was. He is very cautious to aim just right at my ass opening as if he was afraid to disappoint me in case, he misses his 'target'. I'm still leaking hot sperm from the copious load left in me by the Rottweiler and I'm not sure if my sphincter is as tight as it was before but I try to loosen up and slightly even back up towards him. Few hip motions later the massive dog manages to put at least half of his dick inside and I feel he's picking up the pace. The warmth of his penis is distinct and I can feel him dive deeper into my rectum. He presses his crotch tighter to my butt cheeks making sure that he managed to force his entire length and then I feel his knot. It slides in and out a few times before finally growing bigger right behind my sphincter. I feel the dog reaffirm his grip on my lower belly as he tries to hold me in place long enough for his knot to lock us in. His claws scratch my skin but I'm trying to withstand the pain he causes. I fully understand what he's trying to do and I fully submit to him now.

When he decides that his knot is large enough, he slows down his hips bucking against my butt and slightly releases the grip from his front paws on me, clearly trying to relax. Heavy panting above my head announces that he's settling in for the incoming orgasm. I felt him shooting his pre-ejaculate into me as he first entered me but now, I feel that he's really cumming. I can also tell his cock rapidly swelling and filling my rectum with its length whilst it's also gaining in thickness. The knot also grew a lot more ever since it locked us together, which also starts concerning me whether I'll be able to accommodate him at his maximum size. I try to relax underneath him while he slowly eases into the pleasure my body gives him. His massive cock continues to grow in me as it continues to spray my inner walls with his sperm. The loads of both male dogs mix inside me and along with the mucus coating my rectum it all creates a very arousing if not slightly gross mixture within me. The notion that I'm being once more filled with seed of another male dog, and both dog loads have direct contact with my bodily fluids and my innards causes me to feel almost intoxicated.

Just as before I can clearly tell when the hot sperm sprays from his cock against my rectum walls adding to the heavy load that already slushed inside me and it made me fell both humiliated and special. The dogs wanted to implant me with their seed despite this act coming solely from their lust for pleasure and not the will to procreate. They considered me worthy of receiving their seed as I submitted to teach of them, fully accepting them in the act of forcing their cocks into my body that neither was designed nor meant to accommodate them or their seed inside. I felt blessed that these animals consciously decided to copulate with me this way, encouraged by my special friend who watched me accept them this way.

Sharp pain as the Malamute's pointy tip pressed against my inner walls woke me from the trance I was succumbed to for the past few minutes, as the dog tried to reposition his hind legs. I spread my feet giving him more room to do so and moments later his massive swollen cock finally found the inner sphincter that led into my colon brutally forcing itself into it where he continued to deposit his sperm. I moaned at the feeling of being opened this way, and that of his giant heavy cock settling itself as deep as it needed for Sam to feel comfortable in my body. I felt him relax and lay more loosely on my back as he kept panting from the exhausting orgasm he received. The massive dog manhood continued spilling his seed further down my colon which eventually followed up to my intestines filling me with its warmth.

I felt seen, wanted and needed. It didn't matter I had to be completely submitted to an animal to feel that way as long as it lasted. Raven was sat next to Anubis watching me getting fucked and inseminated by the other dog, admiring that my ass was locked where he has been locked a few minutes earlier. I kept feeling the warmth of the dog cock stretching my rectum and being forcefully pushed into my colon along with the hotness of the seed it kept filling me with. It made me hard the entire time. I must have climaxed and spilled my own load at some point again, perhaps even more than once since Sam took me, but I have been completely lost in the whole experience to a point I've missed my own orgasm. It would explain why I felt that Sam's knot was thicker and firmer pressing right behind my sphincter muscles since it must have received additional stimulation from my own orgasm.

Being claimed by a male dog in this way was the most rewarding thing that could have happened. The numb pain caused by the size difference between my rectum and the size of his fully erect dick was part of the process and I wouldn't want it any other way. I adored the notion I cannot move or interact with anyone for the duration. I belonged to the animal. The massive Malamute had me to himself exclusively. I could not move; I could not go to drink water or to lay down to rest. The pain caused by his massive knot locked inside me prevented me from relaxing too much. I just had to wait until he's done with me. I had to stand on all fours, withstanding his orgasm, his heavy muscled body laid on my back and his massive swollen dog cock that kept dumping more and more of his virile semen into my intestines. I felt the burning sensation as the sperm continued to fill my innards, looking for something to inseminate likely poking and prodding the walls of my insides in feeble attempts to ensure the extension of the dog's kind.

After a long session of filling me with his cum, Sam finally decided to change positions and around the half hour mark, he stepped off my back to the side. I felt his cock move inside me in response. Still unable to separate, still not done emptying his testicles and flooding my bowels with his sperm, he gave me a lick to my cheek. I looked back at him. His gorgeous blue and brown eyes were looking into mine. I turned my head towards him and he gave me another lick to the mouth a few times, leaving his saliva on my lips, cheek and beard. I opened my mouth and his tongue slipped into it a few times. He gave me that grateful look and slowly turned on me for the remainder of the session. I obediently swallowed his saliva, tasting it and cherishing the animal kiss he gave me. I felt his cock rotate to accommodate our new position all while his knot firmly ensured we're still tied together letting him spill the remainder of his seed deep into my body.

More than half of Raven's load that managed to remain inside me was now mixing up in my colon and my intestines with Sam's load, as his massive cock laid itself in my rectum that was still tightly wrapped around most of his shaft and that swollen painfully massive knot. Just thinking about it made my head spin from the excitement and the notion I have been used by two male dogs in that way. To think that my insides had direct contact with cocks of two different dogs that fucked me this evening and with their animal seed that they willingly and intentionally deposited in my innards intoxicated me beyond any reasoning.

Another 10 or 15 minutes passed before Sam started pulling on my ass intentionally trying to force his knot out of me. I was scared because his knot felt still quite swollen up and so did the rest of his massive cock that was buried deep into my colon, but I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable, so I started helping him with loosening of my sphincter. I felt the knot crown through my ass opening, violently bulging the soft tissue around it with the sheer size of it. It hurt but I tried to give into him and let him go. When the massive knot at the base finally forced itself fully outside, I felt the rest of his swollen shaft slowly withdraw from my rectum and through the muscles of my stretched sphincter. Because likely majority of his load eventually landed inside my colon and deeper, the torrent of dog semen that followed when his tip finally slid out of me, ended quite quickly, whilst I still felt extremely full.

Sam had different idea for ending our intercourse and walked up to my face with his fully erect cock swinging under his belly and lifting his left leg, he gave me access to his manhood. I looked at him as his head was turned towards me. He licked my mouth and forced more of his tongue inside leaving me more of his thick dog saliva. I swallowed all of it cherishing the taste. He then looked at his still hard exposed cock that dripped with fresh cum and licked his muzzle letting me know he wants my attention. I carefully grabbed at the base of his cock behind his knot and brought the heavy almost 12-inch cock up to my mouth. I protected his cock from my teeth by wrapping them in my lips and allowed the long thick and swollen shaft that moments ago stretched my rectum and my colon into my mouth. I let him continue spill the remainder of his seed onto my tongue and into my throat whilst he stretched his hind leg backward making sure I still have enough room to fit my face up in his crotch.

I swallowed his seed instantly waiting for more, coating his shaft with my tongue, pressing its swollen shaft against the roof of my mouth. I caressed it like that for couple of minutes until he decided it's time to end the fun times and he slowly backed away from me. I watched as his massive cock slowly loses its girth as the dog wandered into the back of the living room to let it retract into his sheath.

At this point I finally allowed my body to rest and just laid where I was on my all fours for the past 2 hours. I laid my face in the moist part of the mattress where Sam's cock dripped the remainder of his seed as I licked him clean, whilst I also felt my ass slowly spill both if the dogs' loads. I felt complete. Satisfied. Humiliated, dominated but complete. “You alright?" I heard Anubis ask surrounded by both dogs, watching my still raised butt cheeks spill their sperm that dripped down my own balls and moistened my favorite blanket I laid on top of. I only was able to nod with approval...