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Hey everyone!

Here's there is a little something I wrote in the past two days, though mostly this afternoon. The starting idea was of my precious and perverted Gritou, who suggested it to me, and then I developed it like that It's the first time I used the first person in my story, so I hope you will like it and that you will tell me that with a vote, a comment or a fave

Thank you my lovely orca, for the idea, for the proof reading and for being in my life *hug*

Fuck. It was the end of the month and I didn't pay the rent. Usually I was very timey with my expanses, paying the taxes, the bills and whatever else I had to in time; but sometimes I got distracted, and forgot to do them, and it always ended as trouble to me.

I was pacing in my small apartment, just a few strides of my long legs taking me from wall to wall and back again. My friends always made fun of me about that, saying that "Brock got distracted by a squirrel"; yes, I was a canine, but wolves weren't mutts, we didn't get distracted by passing rodents! Usually, at least.

I snorted at the thought of future jabs by the guys. My gray furred butt wasn't always the object of laughter, but when it was they made sure to make the most out of it. But what could I say, this time I had so many things to do, that one just slipped my mind... until now.

But I wasn't worried about my friends, oh no. Mr. Seaward was my main problem now, since he was ever watchful on the payments and dived on the poor unfortunates that dared not to be on time. And he was up to the good name of his species, he was a good killer whale for sure...

Every two or three rounds of the room I looked up to the wall clock, the little round thing taking count of the minutes that passed. Fuck, just another fifteen minutes before my landlord would come, and I was getting close to reach critical nervousness mass by then.

Hell, I wasn't scared about Mr. Seaward, no I wasn't. I was a buff, tall wolf, the pride of my species, I wasn't intimidated by the landlord. Even though he was buffer than me, and an inch or two taller... But I was a fearless wolf, I could face anything, even an angered forty-something orca!

The clock had advanced a little bit more, too much for me. I knew what was going to happen, Mr. Seaward would come here and yell at me, showing off his muscles with a shirt too small for him. The fucker was like that, trying to get his victims scared with the threat of his well honed body. But I wasn't going to be scared, I wasn't a scaredy cat!

And it wasn't my fault that I forgot the rent... The office manager submerged me with work to do, too much of it, even my dreams had been tainted by that, full of numbers and chores to do... No wonder a wolf forgot to pay something! I would explain it to the cetacean, and promised that I will pay soon, swearing on anything.

I would have done it that day, if it wasn't too late. My bank did strange hours and didn't let me do operations after a certain hour, even if done on the internet. I needed to change bank... It didn't help that Mr. Seaward had phoned me just half an hour before, telling me he was coming to talk about the missed payment.

That really damped my mood, the sudden realization of my misbehaving. I was going to enjoy a good evening, after my single dinner with steak and beer, watching TV on my comfty couch with yet another beer in my big paw... But now, no beer, no TV, no couch, just yelling and shouting.

It wasn't fair... It's not like I did that all the months. I mean, I did that a couple of times before, but even the first one was treated as if I had committed the worst crime possible. I still shuddered at the memory of what more he had demanded to repay the lateness... But this time it will go differently!

I kept pacing in the room, just eager to be done with the thing, and preparing mentally for the meeting, even if I had barely enough time for that. I was going to convince him with logical arguments, and he would let me go scot free, and...

DING DONG!

Damn, he was already here! And ahead of time too! That bastard could let you wait hours when you needed him, but he was very precise when he had to get his money.

DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG!

"COMING!" I shouted, already fed up with the orca's attitude. He knew I was home; he could wait the thirty seconds that it took for me to reach the door, for crying out loud!

I grabbed the knot, twisted it and pulled the door open, trying to fix a smile on my muzzle, or at least a neutral and not aggressive expression.

"Hello Mr. Seaward..." My greeting trailed off, my face losing whatever smile it had gained once I saw not one, but two cetaceans facing me. One was the landlord, there in the front, and behind him stood his brother-in-law, a younger, equally buff whale named Jeff. That didn't bide well to me, not well at all.

"Let me in, Brock, we gotta talk." The landlord gruffly said, already stepping inside; luckily I wasn't in his way, else he would just walk over me. Jeff just followed him, staying in his menacing silence. They both had the black and white smooth skin of their species, but I could distinguish them because Mr. Seaward has a very distinctive white mark on the sides of his black head. And from the clothes, of course.

"Do you want something to drink? A beer, some coke?" I asked them politely. I could be a good host despite the situation, and who told differently was a filthy liar, thank you very much. Not that it made some difference with this orca.

"Cut the crap out; we are here for business Brock." The younger whale dared a growl at me. What the fuck, since when a stupid fish growled at me! Well, sea mammal, but my point remained.

"We are here for a reason, sonny, and that isn't drinking." The landlord said in a harsh and gruff voice, staring at me with eyes full of disappointment. That was too close to how my dad looked at me when I did something wrong, and that unnerved me even more.

"W-well, there was no need for you to come, I c-can fix that in no time!" I stuttered, to my great shame, hoping that it was enough for the two males confronting me. I was prepared for only one of them, not two!

"Sonny, sonny, sonny..." Mr. Seaward shook his head, and that increased the uncanny resemblance with my old man. He only lacked black fur to be him. "You are late with the rent, that's not going to change."

"I-I had a shitful of work, and I just forgot! I swear I-" I tried to explain, but my words were cut off by the older orca. He did that all the times, not letting me finish my own phrases.

"I don't care for your excuses. You're late, and here I thought you have learned your lesson the previous times...." The killer whale sounded almost sad when saying that, as if regretting the whole situation.

"They aren't excuses, but the tr-" I tried once again to explain, but this time I was stopped not by the landlord, but his dumb-headed brother-in-law.

"Just shut up Brock." He commanded me, me! A wolf! Ordered around by a steroid-full jock! I stayed silent just not to exacerbate the discussion, else... In fact, no one said anything for a while, and that oppressed me in such a way that I laid my ears on my skull for a brief moment, even if I didn't want to show my current emotions.

"Well, sonny, you know what happens now. I have to collect my fee for the lateness." The orca sighed, his words like a sentence. I couldn't resist and I put my tail between my legs, my eyes darting from the older whale to the other.

"B-but I-I promise I-I will pay s-soon!" I begged, ears flicking like there were mites in them, not wanting to... Really, anything but that!

"No buts sonny, you have to pay, I fear." Mr. Seaward replied, shaking his head, unmovable in his resolve. I knew for experience that I couldn't say anything to change his mind, but he couldn't mean...

"O-okay, but maybe it's better i-if we are alone..." I mumbled, redness appearing through my gray fur. I could let him have that, but doing that in front of Jeff... I could be beaten or worse, I really didn't want to...

"He is part of the fee. Since you haven't learned before, I need to increase it." The whale stated, picking up a chair and sitting down on it. Even like that, he was imposing, so many muscles in one place; it was just unfair I didn't have as many. "Now, on your knees, sonny."

I wouldn't do that, I couldn't do that! Not with someone else knowing, other than me and Mr. Seaward! But he had been clear the first time, either I had to pay much more or... This. With my ears trying hard to fuse to my skull, I fell on my knees, in front of the serious-looking orca, who just spread his legs and waited.

Sighing, I moved myself closer and raised my paws, since from experience the bastard wouldn't do anything but receive his fee. The first time there had been instructions, indications, but after it I learned what I had to do, and the only sounds that would come from the sea mammal would be those caused by my... ministrations.

I was trying hard to forget that there was another male in the room, watching us from behind my back, when I posed my paws on his laps, my fingers flying and lowering the zipper of his pants. His cock jumped out, as an obscene jack-in-the-box, the fucker wasn't wearing any underwear!

I knew better than staring at the hard, black flesh in front of me, not for too long, damn, it was an impressive piece of malehood after all! So I just lowered my head, closing my eyes just because I didn't dare to watch myself sucking on dick; strangely that made me feel every inch of that cock when in my muzzle, but I wasn't going to admit that!

The pointed tip delved in my muzzle easily, and so did the inches after it, hell, I was a wolf, my long muzzle gave me advantages when cocksucking! The orcahood was still long enough that it scrapped a bit my throat, when I managed to swallow the entire thing; luckily, that didn't trigger any gang reflex, which would have made this horrible experience even more horrible.

I didn't stay still, enjoying the feeling of someone else's dirty cock in my muzzle, I wasn't a fag, after all, and just went for it, bobbing my head up until only the tip was inside, then descending again, taking the whole length in my gaping mouth. I remembered to suck while doing that, as Mr. Seaward had told me, and moving my tongue too, like only canines could do.

The length of my tongue gave me the ability of wrapping it around the thick dick, moving it up and down, almost jerking it in my mouth. Or so I hoped, I felt like that when bitches went down on me. I kept my head bobbing up and down, never stopping, just giving pleasure every second of it, being it the brief feeling of coldness when the cock was exposed, or the warmth of my muzzle.

I rested my paws on the ground, since they were of no use. I could take the whole cock easily in my mouth, and there were no balls to play with, at least external ones, so why bothering keeping them up? I just balanced myself on them, being on all four now, since it was a bit easier for me to stay like that; being tall means that I had to crook my neck if I stayed only on my knees.

Dunno if the picture of me like that, sucking cock and having my ass a bit up in the air, was arousing the orca to some extend, all I knew was that he was moaning, loudly. Probably my oral abilities were well honed from the previous encounters, since I remembered it had take more time to bring it at that point.

I really didn't care, it meant that it would end sooner, I thought, and without the demanding of ... something else, for once. I was sure happy that the older cetacean wasn't into dirty talking, I would died if he started calling me a slut or-

"Wow, you weren't kidding when you said this bitch was talented!" Jeff the brother-in-law exclaimed from somewhere behind me, surprising me and making my ears flicker. Luckily, I remembered not to bite down, that would have been ugly.

"He is a natural pro at this." The other conceded. I kept my eyes closed and my mouth wrapped around the thick orcahood; I wasn't going to acknowledge their talk in any way. I was there for paying my fee, nothing else, and I wasn't flustered that they were calling me a bitch!

"And how he shows off his ass... I can't resist!" The younger mammal continued, and then I felt two strong and rough hands grabbing my hips. I yelped, well, at least did what I could while having eight inches of cock in my mouth, and tried to free myself to tell the bastard to fuck off, but another couple of smooth paws appeared, forcing my head down and trapping me there.

"Listen sonny." Mr. Seaward's commanding voice said, and I did as told, while the younger whale was groping my ass. "I told you before, I have to increase the fee, since you are reticent to learn."

He didn't add more, but there was no need. I understood that the increase would be having to serve not one, but two orca's depraved urges, cursing myself for not seeing that before. Now I was trapped, powerless in their paws, I could bite down the cock of the landlord, but then the consequences would be dire and...

I tried to nod, and to mouth an affirmative answer of sort, but whatever I did, they saw that I was willing to give my body to them.

"Good sonny. You will learn this time, I swear you will!" Mr. Seaward said, letting my head free to do its filthy work. I resumed my bobbing, and sucking, and tongue-lashing, trying to ignore the paws which were busy groping my sweet bottom. For fuck's sake, I knew that I had one fine butt, but there was no need to handle it like a piece of meat!

"He is going to fuck you, sonny, and you better not bite my cock." The older orca said while I was blowing him, and his tone did foretell what kind of nasty things would happened to me if I misbehave.

"Let's see what he packs under these pants." Jeff chuckled in a perverted way; his paws grabbing the hem of my sweatpants and lowering them unceremoniously, in one go, baring my ass to the open air.

"So fluffy." He whistled, one paw slapping my butt. However fluffy my fur could be, I felt that, and it stung, damn if it did! The unaccounted paw went between my legs, brushing against my balls and grabbing my own wolf cock.

"Damn, he is hard!" The whale exclaimed in surprise, to my utter shame. Yes, I am hard, I got excited because of the musk of sex in my nostrils, deal with it! It's not like I liked to suck cock, or be treated like that, oh no it's not!

"I told you, it is almost rewarding to discipline Brock." The landlord admitted, all the while posing one paw on my bobbing head and caressing it, as if I was some puppy!

"Oh yes, I had to see to believe it!" Jeff replied. He released my cock right away, not giving it even a stroke, the bastard, and just put his paw on the lower part of my back. I didn't have to wonder where his other one was, since I suddenly felt something pointy, hard and so alive against the entrance of my most private part.

I expected some talking, even taunting, but it seemed that not being talkative during sex was a peculiarity of orcas, since the killer whale stayed silent. He just pushed in his cock, without warning, and I had to force myself from not twitching in displeasure and, as a consequence, bite down Mr. Seaward. I just kept sucking him off, my head going up and down, ever moving, anything to keep me distracted from what was happening to my rear end.

Probably being busy in other activities helped relax myself, since I didn't felt that much pain once the tip was in. Maybe a bit of discomfort, but not pain. It felt like I was shitting myself, but this time something was going up my ass, not down, and it did without stopping, relentlessly burrowing itself in my butt.

Not that there wasn't any pleasure in it. I had looked up on the internet, and discovered that males had this thing, the prostate, which made us feel extremely good if hit. Well, there was no wonder that the cetacean hit it at his first try, considering that his cock must have been can-thick, and it did forced a moan out of me. Not that the other two heard it, they were just too busy in their own pleasure, I think.

My cock throbbed when the orcahood was hilted completely inside me, maybe even oozed a bit of precum. I didn't know, after all I couldn't look down on myself, not when I was working my tongue around a dick.

Jeff didn't wait to enjoy the comforts of my ass, restlessness must be a trait of orcas, and pulled himself out, to just shove his cock up my butt immediately, and roughly, making air escape my lungs and hit the crotch of the landlord I was serving.

That... that did peculiar things to me. Maybe the prostate liked such a treatment, because I felt a rush of pleasure running through me. And then again, and again and again, each time the fucker thrust his big orca-maker in me; that felt much better then when it was his brother-in-law doing it. That said, my own doghood hardly lost any hardness, and just throbbed more and more while the fucking continued.

I must say that I lost the track of time, and even forgot to move my head, I was just staying there, this time with my eyes open, and moaning, and sucking the cock in my mouth, and feeling... good, I think. I would probably cream myself before long, but suddenly the moving cock stopped, filling my ass as much as it could.

Maybe they exchanged some stares, maybe they had decided that beforehand, all I knew that I felt those strong paws on my hips again, forcing me to spit out the landlord's cock. That pulling continued, making me fall backwards, my legs adjusting to that and spreading a bit, until a pair of black and white ones appeared between them, kicking away my pants, while I landed on something hard and, at the same time, soft.

"W-what the hell!" I shouted, my jaws aching, and for a good reason, I had been sucking cock for a good half an hour! And I moaned too, because that fucking orcahood was still in my ass, somehow it didn't get out of it through all the maneuvers, and it was fucking crushing my prostate!

"Time to collect my fee." Mr. Seaward calmly said, and looking up at him I saw that he had got rid of his pants, standing there with his proud cock jugging from his ball-less crotch.

A realization dawned to me, ominous and never thought before, while the landlord kneeled between my and his brother-in-law's legs, bending my legs on his shoulders.

"You-you can't! I-I will be split in two!" I protested and tried to get free. All my fretting only accomplished was to be poked more by Jeff's dick, and my chest being surrounded by the thick and muscles arms belonging to the same male.

"You have to relax, sonny, else it will hurt." The older whale reminded me. And I did just that, or at least tried to, closing my eyes and trying to think happy thoughts. They involved cocks, strangely enough.

I felt another pointy cock knocking at my rear gates, and hot, somehow fishy breath washing on my muzzle. Then, the tip just pushed up, trying to get a foothold in my ass, and at first not succeeding, heck, there was already something thick in it, there was no room for more!

I was wrong. It did find some space between the penetrating cock and my taint, somehow, and entered it just a bit. I opened my eyes, tears appearing in them, and I saw the almost awesome muzzle of Mr. Seaward over me, focused on his task.

Surely that was the reason why his cock didn't stop its invasion at just that. Slowly, a fraction of inch each time, it wormed his way in my ass, filling it beyond the impossible; my own traitorous doghood remained hard, the little bastard, as if feeling not one, but two hot, hard things in my ass was pleasurable. But I wouldn't moan, I vowed, I wouldn't moan!

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" I screamed, when the second cock reached my prostate, smashing it together with the other. That-that wasn't possible, I shouldn't feel that much pleasure, right?

The landlord finally stopped, my balls slapping against the hairless crotch of the orca. He did, uncharacteristically, remain like that for a moment, maybe to enjoy the feeling of having his cock pressed against another and inside another male. Or maybe it was some kindness he was showing me, making me adjust to the fullness.

Whatever was the reason, it didn't last much, because soon he was moving again, slowly, but surely, extracting some of his cock and pushing it back in my ass. Jeff didn't move, thank God, but probably the friction was just enough for him, because he was soon moaning, his paws caressing my upper body.

I... I frankly didn't care if they were enjoying themselves or not at this point. I was completely taken by experience, feeling my ass stretched as never before, my prostate hit, my body being used for their pleasure. Each time he trust in me I felt like cumming, but I didn't, and the following time the pleasure was even more, but still not enough.

I was past the point of being ashamed, and just moved my hips, or at least tried to, helping the penetrating male in his task, increasing my own pleasure in doing so. I could only imagine how it must have felt for the two cetaceans, being in such a tight hole; without question, that was too much for Jeff, because soon he was cumming in me, coating my ass and his friend's cock with slippery seed.

That helped lube my hole, I guessed, because now Mr. Seaward fucking was smoother and easier. He just shoved his smooth, thick cock in me, and with Jeff's still hard in me, which meant one hell of a fuck for me. If I felt like climaxing before, now I felt that even more.

No.... I wasn't almost there.... I was cumming! I howled, my own seed shot from my hard, knotted cock, and splashed on my shirt, even landing on my muzzle. In my haze, I licked it off, and tasted my own musk on my tongue; but I didn't care, because I was still cumming, and the pleasure was the biggest, most incredible I ever experienced.

Probably the mad clenching going on in my nether regions was the last drop for the orca, because he was panting too, and I felt my ass being filled with even more slippery white goo. I thought he would collapse on me, the three of us drifting in sleep while being enveloped together, but that didn't happen.

Mr. Seaward roughly extracted his cock, cleaning it on the hem of my shirt before standing up to grab his pants. I didn't see him dressing, since Jeff just picked me up to free his own member and pushed me aside on the carpet, standing up almost immediately.

My ass was still gaping open after that, I could feel a trail of mixed cum dripping from it, and I felt absolutely exhausted. The black-and-white-skinned males were up and about, I don't know how they could do that so soon after their orgasm, maybe they didn't have afterglow. They were dressed and staring at me, the stern muzzle of Mr. Seaward attracting my eyes.

"You better pay tomorrow, sonny. Else, we will come back, and fuck you every night, until you do." He promised and, with a flash of his finned tail, walked to the exit. Jeff didn't say a thing, just grinned wildly and blown me a kiss through the room, before following his brother-in-law, closing the door behind me.

It took me quite some time to regain my strength, so I remained there, half naked, dripping fluids from my cock and my ass, and feeling strangely.... Satisfied. I calculated how much lube I had left, that stuff was sure as good as the vendor as said to me, it did lasted a lot after I used it, once I got the phone call from the landlord.

I thought that there must be enough for two, three days. Maybe... Just maybe, I could delay my payment... I didn't know when I would forget it next, and there was so little of the lube, better to use it up before it expired.

Well, my decision was made; I could just fall asleep, dreaming of cetacean cocks....