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Skip stood outside his old home for the first time in five years after the bus had dropped him off. The twenty-five year old German shepherd had his large duffle bag over his shoulder and his boots in his left paw, having taken them off on the bus, wiggling his padded toes in the open air, tapping them against the walkway. As he walked up pavement, he got a good look at the house. Only one story, there wasn't much to look at, but it seemed...empty. He was kind of hoping to at least see the drapes move in the windows as he approached the doors, thumbing the old key around his wrist.

The door swung open easily as Skip stepped through, "Dad?" The door suddenly slammed behind him and the Shepherd felt a large, brown, hoof tipped hand wrap around his neck. Breathing hard and in a panic, he grabbed the huge muscular arm attached to the hand, but he couldn't put up much of a struggle. The dog was a little athletic but he didn't have much of a build to him. He choked as he felt something pulled around his neck, the hoofed figure manhandling him, forcing him to gurgle as an old, brown leather collar was strapped on him tight. He didn't even get to say a word as the collar was tugged and he was pushed.

It was dark as he was pushed through the house, his foot-paws dragging on the carpet to try and stop the mountain of muscle pushing him. Pushed to the spare bedroom in the back, he finally found relief on his knees. All of a sudden there was the strike of a match and a large tan and brown paw placed the small stick to a nearby candle. As the flame slowly flickered to life, Skip could see the hulking mass hiding in the dark, a tight build of black, brown, and tan fur. Huffing out warm breath, the adrenaline was pumping as the figure behind him forced him into the sitting male's crotch. He inhaled the thick male musk of thick crotch fur as he was smacked in the cheek with a red, knotted cock covered in big purplish veins and drenched in pre. Flinching the next time it hit him in the face, he was caught off guard as the male took hold of his short head fur and forced his muzzle down over the thick meat.

Skip gagged as the pulsing cock slid over his tongue and into his throat. He tried to pull off some but then he suddenly felt that familiar hand on the back of his head. The dog's cock in his throat lodged its self all the way to the knot, the hand forcing him to bob up and down so that his lips slid over the swelling piece of flesh almost the size of an apple. His eyes started to water as he choked and gagged...but as he reached up to stroke the cock bulging through his throat and straining against the collar, he looked up at the shadow covered face of the male and his eyes became content as he became familiar once again with the monster piece of flesh in his muzzle. "That's a good boy..." the male groaned, stroking Skip's jaw, no longer having to gag his bitch because the pup was already gagging himself.

Closing his eyes, Skip savored every inch of the cock, feeling it slide about in his mouth, tasting the thick globs of pre that managed its way to his tongue. But as he swallowed cock like a good little pup, he felt something solid run between his legs. With a sharp jerk a knife cut into his jeans before the other mound of muscle tore open a slit in his jeans, exposing his fuzzy toned, tan ass. Feeling his pink asshole being exposed, he exhaled anxious breaths around the big canine's crotch. There was a loud slurping as the brown hand from before reached into a jar of fisting jelly. His breathing hastened when he felt wet, clamped fingertips push against his waiting hole. Given no warning at all, Skip bellowed out a moan around the knotted cock as his insides were spread by the opening and closing fist. His moans got louder, his paw reaching to his stomach, feeling the fist moving around inside him, thick enough that it was pushing out his thin stomach. The male behind him gave a heavy chuckle as he brought his fingertips together and pulled them out without hesitation and a loud slurp, forcing an uncontrollable moan from Skip.

The male in the shadows flapped his lips before giving the dog a good slap. Grabbing hold of his phallus cock, the stud replaced the fist with his musky, leathery rod without little concern of overstretching the little Shepherd bitch now impaled between two massive pieces of meat. Skip felt like those two cocks could touch at any time, the horse meat thrusting into his ass feeling as though it were pushing up through his guts. Taking a load of thick cock from both ends, most of his moans were muffled, rolling his eyes to show his love for the horse ring sliding back and forth over his love button, his prostate. Rolling all the way into the back of his skull, Skip's own knotted cock which had been ignored for so long, throbbed and jumped uncontrollably until he spewed hot, watery dog cum all over the bedroom floor, his toes curling behind him as he slobbered all over the meat in his muzzle.

His moans went on as the horse behind him fucked hard into his stomach, feeling it poke out through the area of his abdomen. He could almost feel the knuckle like head and the ring entirely. So focused, on the feel in his gut, he was nearly startled as the red dog dick was pulled from his mouth and tapped against his big ebony nose. Opening his muzzle with a heavy moan, his hot, panted breath hit the wet cock as that tan paw rapidly jerked its monster shaft. It was hard to focus on with the huge rod pounding him in the ass and huge ball sac tapping against his smaller fuzzy balls, but as those loud, familiar grunts sound, he lapped out his tongue, licking the other dugs fat nuts, ready to lap up the huge male's thick, creamy load.

The male obliged him, shoving his cock head half way into Skip's muzzle, jerking it hard and growling as his load shot into the pup's mouth, spewing out over his tongue. Whatever Skip couldn't greedily swallow flowed out, sticking to the fur in his muzzle before dripping to the floor. He moaned around the cock when the stud behind him sharply pulled out, half of an unfinished load and thick fisting jelly spewing out of his ass as the stallion sat Skip up and shot the remainder of the load all over the left side of the pup's face and muzzle. The young dog eagerly switched off between the two, trying to swallow as much of the rich man milk as possible.

The two hulking mounds of muscle stood over Skip as he lightly stroked their cocks, using their throbbing heads to smear the streaks of cum into his fur. Only when did the horse and the older Shepherd lean in to give each other a hard, passionate kiss did they grunt from a good squeezing of their orange sized balls. They both looked down to see the canine manhandling them, swallowing as much of a nut as possible. As they laid a paw and hand on either shoulder, Skip said with a smile, "Happy Father's day...dads." They gave a twisted grin as they both leaned down to insert a finger into his stretched hole, grabbing his ass cheeks with the remaining four, soon smiling as if they were saying, "Thanks son."