Training Montage
Story by Arkham_Beast on SoFurry
Welp, knowing my brain, I should've expected this. Here's episode 2 of the Dog House!
Finally, Richie gets to have his test to see whether he's ready for the big leagues from the get-go or not.
Suffice to say: It was quite the trip.
It was just another day in the city, Richie, the golden retriever was at the gym with Kane the samoyed who just finishing his set at the bench, putting the weights back on the rack and sitting up, rolling his shoulders a couple of times. “So, did the boss send the ‘Starter Pack’, yet?” He asked as he stood up, letting Richie take his place.
“Yeah, I received it just this morning… haven’t opened it yet though.” Every time he thinks about the large box he got from Alistar, he can’t help but spiral into a mixture of overwhelming emotions, but there was one that was right at the eye of that storm: Lust, he could feel himself chubbing up just thinking about what this ‘Starter Pack’. This pack was something of a training course for new employees of Alistar’s nightclub, exclusively for those who want to ‘go all in’ as it is, which includes servicing certain club patrons with their bodies.
“We can help out, you know. The others and I.” Kane stood at the head of the bench just as Richie laid down, spotting the golden retriever as he did his set.
“Yeah, um… I think I should stick to Alistar’s instructions. Besides, we fooled around enough times that I can easily take even you, Kane.” He stated with a bit of pride in his voice, but once again blushed after saying those words… and from seeing the samoyed’s heavy and impressive-looking bulge twitching just inches from his snout… god, he could easily smell the bigger canine’s musk like this…
“I see your point. Actually, it’s a relief that the boss is the one handling all of that, being the good ‘judge of character’ as he is.” He went silent for a few seconds as Richie finished his set, then they switched again. “Curious, by the way: Who was the delivery man?”
Richie’s body stiffened as his face almost lit on fire, Kane could swear he saw some actual smoke rising from the retriever’s head. “Um…”
[Flash Back. Early morning]
Richie was sitting in his house watching some TV in the living room, which was blaring out some news about the latest Esper event, Espers being individuals who appeared some years ago with supernatural psychic powers. The ‘event’ in question was a test of clairvoyance, the ability to see in the future, and so far, a young woman, apparently barely in her twenties, was putting lots of the adults to shame and one of them was a professional fortune teller.
*DING DONG* Hearing the doorbell, he lowered the TV’s volume before heading over to the front door to see who it was, although he had a guess or two, but when he opened the door, he did not expect what he saw. In front of him, in nothing but a white cap, sky-blue t-shirt, and sand-brown shorts, the uniform of that delivery company, stood an absolute BEHEMOTH of a grizzly bear with a thick beard and side burns, the guy was wider than the fucking doorframe, nothing but muscles bulging in every direction! How his clothes stayed on him and didn’t tear apart with every breath he took was nothing short of a miracle. “Hey buddy, got a delivery here for a… Richard Simons? From Alistar Carbine.” Oh man, his voice was so deep!
“Oh, um… y-ye-y-yeah, that’s me.” Three thoughts ran through Richie’s mind at the time: Fear, awe, and ‘Oh god, I want him to crush me’.
“Awesome. Just sign here, please.” He handed the sheet for the golden retriever to sign, while he brought this big box inside, pushing the box itself inside before having to shimmy sideways to get inside as well, closing the door behind himself. “Say… you’re one of Carbine’s boys, right?”
Hearing that, Richie gulped some nerves as he blushed, handing the signed paper back to the bear. “Um… not yet, but maybe soon?”
“Ah, that’s cool. Mr. Carbine’s been a great help to many of us, a few of the delivery guys, myself included, all got this sweet and easy job thanks to him.” The bear then rubbed the back of his head, thinking about something… “Say… mind helping me out a bit?”
“Pardon?” Richie knew exactly what the bear was talking about, his body language was a clear giveaway.
“Listen: Me and the guys back at the company know how Carbine… does things with newcomers, so yes, I can more or less guess what’s in the box. My ex and I broke up about a week ago and I’ve not had some good ass, since.” Again rubbing the back of his head, blushing a bit this time. “So… wanna help a bro out?”
Richie remained silent for a few seconds, his eyes glancing down to see what the bear had and oh boy was there a monster in those pants, that bulge seemed like something out of an exaggerated and animated porno. Being asked for a such thing… it felt so humiliating… but also pretty hot at the same time. “Alright… I guess.” Hearing that, the bear practically glowed with joy. “But only some head, alright? I’m meeting a friend at the gym in less than an hour.”
“Oh, that’s more than fine with me and that’s plenty of time!” The bear fumbled with his shorts a bit too excited that his hands were a bit unsteady, finally undoing the belt and pushing those shorts down. Richie actually gasped a bit once the bear’s cock came into view, not even half hard and it was all veined up and leaking, pretty girthy from the get go as it grew longer and longer, the delivery bear grunted a bit as he lifted up his shirt and tucked it behind his neck, not wanting to fully take it off, revealing his hirsute chest and treasure trail.
Richie slowly got down to his knees, leaning forward slowly… then flinching backwards a bit, having been blasted by the bear’s body heat and faint but heavy wave of musk. “Yeah, sorry about that. Long route today so been spending a lot of time in the sun, good thing the car has some AC.”
“Oh no, it-it’s fine, really.” It was more than fine with Richie, he loved the smell of a hardworking man, to a certain level of course. He pressed his snout to the bear’s crotch and took a long breath in before going back to the tip of that monstrous python of a dick, slowly dragging his tongue from the head and all the way down to the base… before finally taking it into his mouth, having to stretch his jaws a bit to do so.
“Fuck me…” The bear’s body went semi-numb as the retriever’s tongue got to work. “Definitely not your first dick, bro… Goddamn, that feels good…” His hips began moving, pretty much, on their own, slowly and gently humping into Richie’s mouth and face.
Richie was moaning and groaning his heart out, that log of bear meat actually tasted as good as it smelled… boy did he feel like a slut thinking that… but it feels soooo goooood! He began pushing himself down a bit more, gagging a little bit until he reached the middle of that lengthy ursine cock then started pulling back. “Mm?” Until he was stopped by the bear’s big and heavy hands, both almost covering his entire head… then having his face slammed right into the bear’s crotch, forcing the entire thing, balls deep, into his throat which bulged it out obscenely. “Sorry buddy… but I’m on the clock here. Just hang in there for me, yeah?” As the deliveryman adjusted his stance, Richie grabbed onto his arms, trying to pry them off but the ursine was too strong, all those muscles weren’t just for show after all.
Then it started, the bear began pounding away at the canine’s throat, bashing his face into his crotch over and over again, his cock drilling that tight throat wider while Richie was coughing, gagging, and retching loudly. “Come on bro… grr… stay with me now…” The bear pleaded as his movements never slowed down as he spoke. “Fuck… almost there… fuck fuck fuck fuck… FUCK!” Just as suddenly as he started, he stopped, again balls deep in Richie’s throat… then came the loud, booming roar that almost shook the house, his cock throbbing a couple of times before letting loose a flood of hot, ursine cum straight into the canine’s belly.
Try as he could, but the sheer force and volume of it was not something Richie was prepared for, the moment he managed to swallow a big gulp, to more shots blasted his throat and blocked his airways, coughing and retching out plenty of that load that it made quite a mess of his clothes, the floor, and the bear’s crotch, some of it was even bursting right out of his nostrils. The bear kept a tight grip on his head even when his flood finally calmed down his body sweating and visibly steaming as he panted for breath. “Holy fuck… I so needed that…” He slowly pulled out of Richie’s mouth and throat, the canine’s jaw a bit slack for a few seconds before closing his mouth and swallowing whatever was left in there, finally with a chance to breath as well, but his eyes were just… glazed over, drunk on cum and sex, unable to form a proper thought. “Oh fuck, think I broke this one. Bro? You with me?” The bear was genuinely concerned, snapping his fingers with one hand while the other gently slapped the canine back to his senses.
“Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah… I’m good.” He cleared his throat a bit, swallowing the sticky cum that was still sliming up his throat. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then checked down on his shirt. “Well, was gonna change out of this one, anyway.”
“Yeah, sorry about that. Was really have a bad dry spell for a while.” The bear rest his hand on the canine’s shoulder as he leaned down. “Here, let me help you out.” Then began licking up Richie’s face with his long and wide ursine tongue, lapping up all the cum that caked his face… then shoved it right into the dog’s throat, clamping their maws together as his tongue just wiggled and thrashed around Richie’s throat, swiping at every wall and corner to lap up the cum that refused to move, the retriever once again gagging and coughing up a storm.
He finally pulled his tongue out, licking and smacking his lips. “Damn, I taste good, don’t I?” He asked jokingly with a hint of smugness as he pulled out some tissue from his pocket, wiping his cum and spit glazed cock till it was clean and dry enough to stuff it back into his pants. “Sorry that I can’t stay and help out, but promise to make it up to you another time. Give me a call when you need another face fuck.” He chuckled loudly as he left, leaving Richie still on his knees, on the floor, still a bit dazed from the experience.
[Flash Back end]
Back at the gym, Richie and Kane were in the locker room, just finished with their showers and changing into some clean clothes, the samoyed snickering to himself as the golden retriever finished his story. “That’s Duncan for ya. Bit of a brute during sex, but quite the sweetheart when you get to know him.”
“Did he give you the same experience when you got your Starter Pack?” RIchie asked as he pulled out the new underwear that he got, courtesy of Alistar, again, a red jockstrap with black stripes and bands.
“Oh, definitely, gave my throat and ass quite the workout.” Kane pulled a tank top over himself before adjusting the hefty bulge that formed in his pants. “So… need any help with your new toys?”
“Um… Y-yeah… I think I might need some help with that. Didn’t even open the box yet.” Richie pulled his t-shirt on as well before both grabbed their stuff and headed out.
Back at the house, Kane and Richie sat in the living room, the large box of ‘starter items’ sitting in front of them. “So… it’s yours, so you should open it.” Kane suggested as he leaned back in his seat.
Richie nodded as he pulled the taping off, flipping the the top flaps open and looked inside… yep, that’s a starter pack alright. “Oh boy…” He pulled out item after item, all of them anal toys of various designs, dildos, including ones with an ejaculation mechanic, plugs, vibrators, beads, fleshlights, and lots of various types of lube and condoms. “Wow…”
“Oh yeah, I remember being overwhelmed after getting mine, especially after seeing the dildos.” Kane and Richie laid all of the items on the living room’s table and sat in front of it… Kane then took some of the smaller dildos and put them back in the box. “Seeing as how you’re a bit above ‘amateur’ level, you won’t be needing the smaller ones.”
Richie’s eyes kept glancing at the biggest one of them, a large, horse cock dildo that was about a full foot long, as is common with equines. “I’m guessing that’s my ‘final test’?” He asked pointing at it.
“More or less.” Kane explained as he unboxed one of the medium sized, squirting dildos that was humanoid in shape. “You still have the men that the boss hooks you up with.” He explained as he put the dildo together. “And you have to record everything as proof for the boss.”
“Oh, yeah. Forgot about that.” He wasn’t keen on the idea of having sex with total strangers, not at first anyway, but after his little quickie with the delivery bear, Duncan, he thought that it might not be bad, especially since Alistar would be the one matching him up with them, and Kane and the others trust the man with their lives, so… benefit of the doubt?
“Don’t worry, the boss won’t match you with anyone you can’t handle.” Kane explained once more as he placed the completed dildo on the table. “Now… time to get naked. Unless you don’t mind your clothes getting messy.” The samoyed stood up and began taking his clothes off, Richie following suit a second later.
Once both were completely naked, they began going through the various toys, first came the squirting dildo that Kane prepped, he gently fucked the retriever with it for a little while, before pressing down on the syringe, to Richie it felt good, but didn’t have the same sensation as the real thing, and the artificial semen was lukewarm at best. After that, they tried one of the vibrators, that was really different, especially when Kane cranked the output to max, Richie was practically dancing as his nerves were stimulated from the inside like that, almost cumming from the vibrator along, the anal beads were a strange experience for sure, each of them popping inside one by one, getting bigger and bigger as they did, he actually came once Kane yanked them all out in one go.
They ended up using all of the various toys in the heat of the moment, even Kane used a few on himself while they were at it, losing track of time and leaving the living room in a pretty chaotic state of empty boxes, pieces of used tape, sex toys littering the entire place, and sweat and cum splattered all over the couch, table, and carpet. They even had the time to use the horse dildo on each other, Richie surprising both himself and Kane when he, slowly and eventually, took the entire thing balls deep.
The samoyed ended up staying the night after such a party, he and the retriever had quite the bright report to give Alister tomorrow.
[Test #1&2: Brute Twins]
This was it. A few days after reporting his swift and instant progress to Alister, and doing it all over again but actually recording it the second time around, the boss decided that he can handle the real deal. He still can’t believe that he was hooked up with two dudes on his very first test, from what he was told, and the pictures he was shown, the guys of his first test were heavily muscular pitbull twins, one is all black while the other was mainly dark gray with his chest and abdomen being the only white areas.
They had a bunch of tattoos and piercings, the tattoos being pretty vulgar and provocative, while the piercings were mainly on their ears and nipples, with the gray one having one on his left eyebrow and the black one having a navel piercing. He was warned that they were a pair of rough fuckers with a few weird tastes, but nothing extreme.
*DING DONG* The doorbell rang making him jump a bit, but he composed himself and went to answer it, meeting him was one of the twins, the grey-furred one, who had a suggestive smirk on his face, completely shirtless and exposing his tattoos, especially the stylized ‘Homewrewcker’ that was tattooed across his chest, as well as his muscular body, almost as big as Sebastian. “Hmm… just as cute as your pictures.” He stepped up to the golden retriever, their bodies inches from pressing against one another, leaning down and pressing his nose to Richie’s neck, taking a deep breath. “Mmm… smells just as good. You had a shower, yet?”
“J-just this morning…”
“Good, good.” He pulled Richie to himself, pressing their bodies together and letting out a small growl. “Gonna enjoy breaking you apart, pup.” The retriever gulped back some nerves, the look in this man’s eyes weren’t ones of idle threats.
*THWAK* The grey pitbull suddenly got a smack to the back of the head as his brother made himself known, just as shirtless. “No need to scare him, Gray. Besides, you heard what the boss said.”
“I know, I know, Austin. Couldn’t let me have any fun, could you?” The gray pitbull, Gray, stomped into the living room, draggin Richie along with him before shoving him onto the couch, looming over him. “How about we do a taste test first?” Before Richie could ask his question, Gray clamped his maw over the retriever’s, violently ravaging his mouth with his tongue, growling and snarling into the kiss.
“Hey, leave something for me!” The black pitbull, Austin pulled his brother off of Richie, roughly pushing him aside before straddling the retriever himself. “Hey there, cutie.” Then pressed their mouths together, he was just as rough as his brother, but not as feral.
Gray growled as he moved behind his brother, giving his clothed ass a hard smack. “Now that was uncalled for, wasn’t it?” Reaching around, he began undoing Austin’s belt and pants, yanking them down to expose the black pitbull’s ass, giving it another hard smack. “Guess I’m starting on this end, first.” Then dove right in.
At Alistar’s penthouse.
Sebastian and Kane were both bent over the human’s desk, both of their asses leaking quite the load each while their asscheeks practically glowed red, as Alistar himself was sitting on a lounge chair nearby, a lit kiseru with a dragonic motif and large bowl that emitted a faint, lavendar colored and sweet smelling smoke in his hand. “Next time something like that happens, you come to me, understood?” He asked in a pretty stern tone just as the canine’s stood up from their bent positions and turned to him, hands behind their back..
Sebastian have a slightly faded black eye on his right, while Kane had a medicinal patch on his left cheek. “We’re sorry, sir. It won’t happen again.” They said in unison, eyes cast down in shame.
“Good. Make sure it doesn’t.” He took a long drag of his kiseru… then blew out the smoke. “You leave that kind of bullshit for me to deal with, am I clear?”
“Yes, sir. Crystal clear.” Again, both answered in unison. They are both in such a state because they got into a fist-fight with a pretty rowdy, rude and quite the arrogant patron at the club, as well as his posse. The men were of course kicked out and banned from the club, but in retaliation they started spreading some pretty nasty rumors about the club, the staff, and of course, the owner himself.
“Good, good.” Another long drag of his kiseru, blowing the smoke out as he spoke. “Now piss off, I’m expecting a call soon.”
Both of them bowed slightly, gathering their clothes and heading out, but before going down the stairs, Sebastian stopped at the top, turning his head back to his boss. “Not to doubt your judgement, boss, but… are you sure sending those two as his very first test was a good idea?”
“Most of our VIP patrons are worse than them when it comes to attitude and desires, a handful perhaps even worse than the scumbags you brawled with. Those two are merely a prelude to what he should expect.” He took a smaller drag from his pipe, letting the smoke out of his nose as he set the pipe down on its special stand on the lounge table. “Seeing him and his attitude, he’s bound to be an instant hit and overnight sensation, an idol on the stage, if you will. Patrons will be asking for him left and right, VIP and otherwise.” Just then, the desk on his phone began ringing, letting out a sigh he tapped the burnt ashes from his pipe into the ash tray, also specially design for his kiseru, before standing up and making his way over to answer it. “You asked your question, now get out.”
Sebastian, and the others, hated disappointing their boss like this, so when he used that tone on them, they knew that they fucked up big time, he never punshes them severly or with extreme methods, but they still get disciplined, nonetheless, same goes to all his employees. The beagle just lowered his gaze in shame, bowing down and making his leave.
Alistar waited until they were both out of the penthouse before answering the phone. “Hello, this Carbine speaking… Ah, Mr. Lode…” His eyebrow twitched in irritation. “Need I say my name again? Remind you of who you’re talking to?... Good, so lets be civilized and curb the attitude next time, yes?” He walked around the desk and sat down, a stern and malicious look in his eyes. “Now… about that matter with your nephew causing trouble at my club…”
Back at Richie’s house.
The test now at full swing, the three canines were all naked, sweating, panting, and huffing away, as Gray had Richie bent over the couch and thrusting into him pretty hard, his hips clapping pretty loudly against the retriever’s ass. “Fuck… here it comes… load number two!” Slamming himself balls deep into the smaller canine, he let out a loud growl as his cock inflated and shot yet another hefty load deep into Richie’s insides.
“Great, now move the fuck over, it’s my turn again.” Austin tapped his brother on the shoulder, his other hand stroking at his canid cock, Gray growling and grunting as he tugged on his cock a couple of times… until it pulled out with a loud *schlorp* his fully inflated knot throbbing as his cock was still leaking weakly. “Come ‘ere, bro~” As Gray stood up, Austin turned him around to face him, roughly, going down onto his knees and gobbling up that cum caked cock, loudly and messily slurping on it and sucking every drop of cum off and out of it, pulling off with a sloppy slurp swallowing what little he had in his mouth. “Fucking taste as always, bro.” After his little snack, he went behind Richie, adjusting himself and taking aim… then thrusting himself right in and instantly began pounding away and knot fucking Richie’s hole wide open.
Unfortunately… “Oh… no… fuck, no!” He couldn’t stop himself nor hold his orgasm back as it came a bit too quickly, slamming himself deep into Richie’s ass, his knot bloating up right before letting his own load loose, filling up the smaller canine even more. “Fucking hell, that was embarrassing…” He grumbled to himself as he rolled himself and RIchie around till they were sitting on the couch, both panting for breath. “Well, least you passed with flying colors.”
“Sure did, little man.” Gray commented as he sat beside them, tilting Richie’s face to himself before gently pressing their lips together for a quick peck. “You’re a tasty little treat, that’s for sure. Too good for the perverts at the club.” Richie tried to speak… but he was too spent, not knowing for how long they were going at it.
All of them were pretty tired to move, but there was one more thing they needed to do before they can truly relax. “Oh right!” Gray exclaimed as he went over to his pants, digging through the pockets and pulling out his phone, tapping on it a few times as he walked back to the couch, bringing himself close to his brother and their latest conquest, the face of the phone showing the camera app and aimed right at them, “Say jizz!” and the app let out a loud snap as it took the photo, once again Gray tapping away at it, probably sending it to Alistar as proof, then haphazardly tossed it aside before cuddling up to the other two.
And these meetings would take place over the coming weeks, until Alistar himself was satisfied with RIchie’s performance and reviews of him.
[Test #3: Daddy Leatherhead]
Richie stood in front of the body mirror in his bedroom, checking himself as he was decked out in leather belts and harnesses. “Wow… this feels good, actually.”
A heavy hand landed on his exposed ass with a firm *SLAP* making him jump a bit as his test for the day came into view, a dark-scaled dragon with a heavy build, thick bull-like horns, and a small beard chuckled. “Oh yeah, you look sexy as fuck, boy. Those pictures don’t do you justice.” He gave him a small peck on the side of his head.
Richie asked Alistar about the whole picture thing and it seems that the boss would share some pictures he and his boys took of the golden retriever with his partner(s) of the day. “So… what do we do here?” He felt pretty stupid asking that.
“Now…” The dragon pulled him in close by his harness, their snouts pressing against one another as he gave the canine a scary, lustful glare. “I fuck your sweet, little brains out.” Then actually tossed onto the bed, one hand firmly grabbing onto one cheek. “Hope you’ve been using those toys of yours. Cause I’m gonna ruin that ass, otherwise, pup.” Another loud and hard *SLAP* landed on the canine’s ass.
“Can I ask you to be gentle?” Richie asked, his heart racing in both fear and excitement.
The dragon leaned down, whispering hotly in his ear. “No can do, pup. I never do ‘gentle’.”
[Test #4: Smiley]
This one was, pretty much, the most fun test Richie had. He was matched up with a tall and lanky hyena, almost as tall as Kane himself, minus an inch or two, but had a more lean and less muscular build. “YEEHAW! COME ON, DOGGIE! GIDDY UP!” And he was loud. As. Fuck.
The hyena called out before letting out a high-pitched chuckle, having bent Richie over the living room table, how own foot beside the canine’s and drilling deep into him with his slim, but lengthy mantool, one hand grabbing hard onto one of Richie’s ears like a handle, the other occasionally smacking the golden retriever’s ass. Richie felt silly, but he played along, lifting up his front and letting out a fake whinny, electing a chuckle out of both of them as the hyena pulled him to himself, hugging him tightly as he punched himself deep into the canine, a very faint and barely visibly bulge briefly bumping against his belly, just as they both let their loads loose, the hyena straight into Richie’s belly, while the canine sent rope after thick and slimy rope flying in front of him, one of them almost hitting the TV.
They slumped back into the cough, panting to catch their breath as the hyena gave him a couple of pats of praise on the chest. “So… ready for… for another round?”
“G-gah-give me a few minutes… and I will be.
[Final Test: Party Gangbang]
As a congratulatory celebration, Richie was brought to a house that belonged to a friend of Alistar’s a tall and large bull with a mansion that sat on top of a hill. It was a pool party for him as well as the final test, so he was the center of attention from the moment he walked in.
Men would grope at him as he passed, flashing him with their dicks and/or ass, and of course, the moment that kickstarted the real party: Him giving one hell of a blowjob to a skater lemur with long hair and a few facial piercings. After that quickie, he practically gave everyone the green light to have a go at him, getting passed around with little to no breaks in between each dude that busted their load inside or all over him.
The party ended with a bang, as the mansion owner and his husband, a horse, went at him with all their might, both of them having a bovine and equine dick, respectively, the flares alone were a challenge but each of them managed to bulge out his belly, their dicks visibly moving around inside him, much to the delight and awe of the guests. Soon enough, the party began dying down, men each taking one last turn at the ‘guest of honor’ before head home, Richie, however, stayed at the couple’s place, having yet another round with both of them, but this time, they were more gentle, sensual and intimate even, taking their time with him and offering their own asses to him a couple of times throughout the night before the trio crashed from all of the excitement, with Richie being the tiny meat in a stud sandwich.
After a few days of rest, Richie was in Alister’s penthouse lounge, both of them watching the collection of videos and pictures of the golden retriever’s experience from the very first day, a montage, really. “Well, you seem to be more into it than I thought. I’m impressed!”
“Thank you, sir. It was… quite the experience, that’s for sure.” Richie blushed at the praise, rubbing the back of his bashfully.
“Well, guess this is official,” Alistar stood up from his seat, offering his hand to Richie. “Welcome aboard, pup.”
The canine practically hopped to his feet, taking the human’s hand into his, shaking it enthusiastically. “Thank you, sir! I promise I won’t disappoint you!”
“I don’t need such promises, pup. Your best is all I ask for.” Seeing Richie’s inquisitive look, he explained. “Everyone makes mistakes, Richard, no matter who they are. So if you promise to not disappoint me, you’re bound to be an overachiever, which in turn will make you trip on yourself and make yourself feel worse than you should.”
“Oh… I see…” Richie gently rubbed his chin with his free hand.
Alistar smiled and pulled him close, locking their lips together for a few seconds. “Once again: Welcome aboard.”