Scandal Ch 1-2
Been a while, on vacation and having a good time, but I finally managed to get a second chapter in. Enjoy
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
There was a loud bang of a screen door just before Don's dark padded toes hit the ground at the bottom of the concrete steps that lead up to his father's house. His chin strap beard was soaking up the blood that poured out of the claw marks that his pissed off dad left on his face; three across the left cheek and two across his chin. It formed little streams that eventually made their way to his gray beater. As he started to run for the woods not even fifteen feet away from his house, all he could think of was how much he hated Caroline; how much easier it could have been if she had just kept her mouth shut. Now everyone knew about her and it was like everyone was coming together to work against him; her parents, his dad...none of them wanted to get rid of the pain in the ass kid growing inside her...
The panther's sweats started to drag behind him as he ran further and further into the woods, running until he heard his heavy panting in his ears. When he finally came to the familiar spot he had been to so many times, he slowed down, his heart pounding in his chest. As the mud pushed up between the padding of his toes, Don struggled to pull a pack of cigarettes from his tied up pocket. His paws were so shaky he could barely even keep the white and brown stick stable enough to light it. Finally, dropping the lighter and the cigarette to the wet ground, Don felt the knot in his stomach get too big. Closing his eyes, the male broke down crying; big strands of tears running through the fur on his cheeks, stinging all three claw marks.
As Don hiccupped to stop himself from crying, he felt a pair of toned, fur covered arms completely wrap around him, a swimmer's torso pressing into his chest as he was pressed against the tree behind him. He knew it was Richie because of the dog's thick body odor and the smell of weed.
Rich turned his head, letting Don nuzzle into his shoulder. The big cat couldn't help himself as intense sensations ran through his body, feeling the dog's big thick paws running along his ass. When Rich looked down at him, he was caught off guard by a deep kiss, gazing at the Dalmatian's closed eyes. Even after years of being around the beefy dog, he still wasn't use to kissing a guy. But this time, he eventually melted into it, groaning in his throat when one of those big paws went to his aching cock beneath his sweats. He gasped and grinned at the same time...the dog always knew how to make him relax.
As Rich grabbed the white rag on Don's head, the dog guided Don to his knees, "I got something to make you feel better...babe." When the spotted dog pushed down his sweats and his dirty jockstrap, Don's hot, panting breath hit Richie's big vein covered meat; it stank of a thick musk that filled even Rich's nose. "I've been thinking about you all day..." Don's panting quickened as he fondled the huge, thick cock in front of him with one paw while whipping out his own with the other. Even though he could never get use to kissing a guy, sucking cock apparently came natural to him.
Don wrapped his lips around that hot meat, nursing on the pointed tip as thick beads of pre ran over his tongue. He purred as the dog wrapped his padded fingertips around his dark ears poking out of the rag on his head, stroking around them as he went deeper and deeper on the dog's knotted cock. All his problems melted away as he felt that big, salty cock slide to the back of his throat; just until he was sucking at the thick knot with his lips. Rich moaned hard, swaying his hips forward. "Ngh...more..." the dog demanded, wrapping his paw around the back of Don's head, giving him a light push. Don inhaled deep before eventually sliding his lips a little further over the growing knot. He suddenly gagged, his muscles tightening around the thick meat in his throat; a single gag tear falling from his eyes as he looked up at the dog's toned stomach, exposed beneath the cut jersey over his chest.
Throwing his head up, Richie's muzzle fell open in a silent moan while Don furiously jerked off while sucking cock. "More!" the dog grunted, pushing at the back of Don's head. Don struggled to breathe as his maw was almost pushed completely over the fleshy knot, thick globs of pre spraying at the back of his throat as his lips hugged the tennis ball sized knot, the fat cock pushing at his insides. The big cat ran his claws along Richie's stomach, closing his eyes, loving the feeling of the dog's big dick filling his mouth.
Don was forced to work hard as Rich wrapped his arms around the back of his head. The dog bent at his knees as he wildly humped the cat's face, his meat loudly slurping as it slid in and out of don's throat. Don moaned as he felt the thick veins running over his tongue. Losing himself in a haze as his eyes rolled, the world around him disappeared as his load shout out of the throbbing head of his prick, his mind only on the thick meat being fucked into his muzzle. As his cum made a sticky mess of his paws, Don felt like he was floating as Rich tugged at the back of his head, fucking his throat like a used fuck toy.
When Rich finally pulled out, Don was lost in a deep afterglow as the dog furiously pumped his cock. He gazed up at Rich's bulging, muscular chest, smiling weakly before a thick glob of cum hit him in the eye. The cat lapped at his lips as warm strands of jizz struck him across the face, sinking into his fur. Moving forward, he wrapped his maw around the dog's cock one last time, swirling his tongue around it as he swallowed load after load, taking in its rich taste and texture. By the time the last drop hit his tongue, he felt Rich pull him up by the back of his head, their spent cocks dangling, tapping against each other as Rich looked him deep in the eyes.
"Come with me Don...let's get out of here...forget about Caroline...."
Don's mind was still caught up in the afterglow; he wasn't sure of what was going through his head, "How?"
The cocky looking dog smiled and pressed his paw into Don's cum covered cheek, smearing it into his fur, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you babe..."
Epilogue
Pressure...stress...that's all Caroline felt almost each and every day. She didn't want to handle a kid all by herself but Don was...missing...so was Richie. Lying in that bed with her legs spread and sweat running down her forehead, she had shit flying through her mind. The one thought that kept looping over and over was, "I'm not going to be able to keep this baby..."