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Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff

The door gave a light creek as Tyler walked into his house. All the lights were off but he could see much of the inside because the TV was on in the family room. The glowing light reflecting off his golden fur almost made it look ghost white. Apparently his dad had passed out on the couch, the older golden retriever's head leaning off to one side. Tyler smiled as he leaned down to carefully take off his shoes. He didn't want to wake the old dog. Sneaking past the family room and heading for the stairs, at least he wouldn't have to wait for his dad to fall asleep tonight.

Tyler made it up the stairs in a sequence, making sure to avoid the cracking boards on the wooden stairs. He paused when he reached the top of the stairs. Checking his parent's room, he saw that his mom was out like a light in bed. Then he quietly checked his brother's room. Jason was lying there in his white underwear, his seventeen year old sheath bulging against the material. He was only a year young than Tyler, but Tyler was impressed by how much bigger Jason was between his legs, despite his height difference compared to Tyler.

So everyone was passed out. That was good. Moving into his room and making sure the door was closed tight and locked, the golden dog peeled off his sweaty under armor and pushed down his shorts and underwear, revealing his thick, pierced sheath. He remembered how much it hurt when he first got it. It hurt because he was giftedly thick, so was the cock restrained inside it. Groaning in his throat, he fondled his sheath behind the piercing, running his padded thumb between the fold of fur covered skin and the red tip of his dog dick. "Oh yeah..." But he pulled out, trying to restrain himself until later that night.

Not even turning on his lamp post, Tyler could see that his eyes seemed a little dark. It was because he was so tired. Football, wrestling, baseball, swimming, all those things his dad 'suggested' he do really tired him out. Not including being a straight A student and being part of his mother's church group. Luckily, a lot of the times, he could finish his homework before school even ended, leaving time for things he really loved to do at night. Turning to his side and checking out his semi-muscular body, he checked all the way up to his eyes. "Maybe I should take a nap..."

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There was a loud buzz and Tyler opened his eyes. His clock said it was midnight; he had been asleep for three hours. Outside his window he could see the bright, orange glow of the train yard behind his house, barely blocked by a thin row of trees. Heavily planting his foot-paws on the floor, Tyler walked over to his dresser and pulled it open. Pushing aside all the rows of manly boxers and briefs, the dog revealed a clutter of slutty looking underwear. His heart beat as he picked up a green thong, pressing his muzzle to the cum stain where his tail hole would be. He moaned, humping against his dresser as his throbbing cock pushed out against the piercing in his sheath.

Regaining his composure, he fondled his cock with one paw as he searched through the dresser with the other. "Where is it?" He couldn't find one of his favorites, an American flag g-string. His body ached inside and he couldn't look much longer. Grabbing his other favorites, a pair of blue panties, he stepped into them, seductively pulling them up to his muscular butt. Emitting a restrained moan, he held tight to the band with his thumbs before snapping it on, feeling his nipples throb when the stinging sensation hit him. Tyler groaned, stroking over his bulge which was in its tight, little blue wrapping.

He swirled his padded paw tips around his aching, tan nipples, licking his tongue along his lips. "Oh...yeah!" Reaching into the drawer, he grabbed a pair of clamps wrapped in rubber. Roughly rubbing his thumb over his left nipple, he breathed deep, exhaled, and then breathed in again. As he let the clamp snap on the hard nub, he sucked through his teeth, clenching his eyes. He groaned at the throbbing, the heat from the blood trying to rush to that part of his chest. It spread the ache to the rest of his body and he couldn't help but grope hard at his crotch. His paw shaking, he picked up the other clamp. Snapping it onto the other nipple, his knees nearly buckled from the rush it sent through his body. A loud moan forced its way out of his throat, his paw darting to his cock hanging between his legs, dripping pre on the carpet around his foot-paws.

When he felt like they were throbbing enough, Tyler pulled off the clamps, the air blowing through his room sending another chill up his spine. But before he drove himself over the edge by torturing himself, he grabbed his matching blue muscle belly shirt and threw it on. Taking in a few deep breaths, he tried to ignore the throbbing calling to him, but made sure his sore nubs were noticeable beneath the tight material. Slipping on his fishnet shirt and his cut varsity jersey that exposed his abdomen, he pulled up his jean shorts with the holes in them, the ones that exposed much of his bulk.

Before he tried to slip out, Tyler reached into his dresser one last time. Running his thumb over the insides of the metal casing, he swiped the aqua-green eye shadow along the tops of his cheek, just beneath his blue eyes. Wiping the excess on his dresser, he stared at himself in the mirror. The jock, the Christian boy, the smart kid...he was gone. Leaning against the dresser, the dog loudly groaned, running his paw along his ass through the tight jeans, turned on by how slutty he really looked. Yeah, he always made time for his favorite thing in the world...he always had time for fucking.

Snatching up his sneakers, he carefully climbed the stairs. With his dad still asleep on the couch, he pushed the back door open and eased it shut. The grass out back folded over his foot-paws as he ran out towards the train yard, his nipples throbbing with excitement and his cock straining in his left pant leg. There was a loud buzz, signaling that the next shift was starting...

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