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Paul awoke with a start as the low jingle of his cell phone alarm sounded on the small desk next to his head. Groaning in annoyance, he slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times as his sleepy eyes adjusted to the dim rays of sunlight streaking in from the open window. The shining, yellow glow cast itself on the white, spotless carpet, and the human soon found himself turning and rubbing at his eyelids to rid himself of the glare. Rolling the other way, he stretched out his arm and lightly tapped the screen on his phone, placing the device on snooze before collapsing into the comfortable warmth once again. Slowly, he shifted onto his back and pushed himself into a sitting position, turning his head to scan the familiar surroundings as he waited for the exhaustion to pass.

His bed was sandwiched in the corner of the room, the beige-colored walls encompassing Paul at the head and right side of the mattress. The tiny, brown, wooden desk next to him was nearly empty, save for his phone and the small reading lamp placed on its surface. Apart from the bed and the desk, the only other notable features decorating the sparse accommodation was a tall cabinet to the left of the draped window, and a white, polished door with a blue housecoat hanging from a hook on the opposite side of the bed leading into the main hallway beyond. Through the drawn window, he could hear the light, merry chirping of birds, accompanied by the odd rumble of a car to break the otherwise complete silence of his home. Now that his eyes were adjusted, he listened tiredly to the muffled sounds for a few seconds before slumping back down into the bed.

It was morning then, Paul concluded, breathing in a deep sigh of annoyance; the beginning of yet another boring day in the middle of his long, tiresome workweek. Though he'd gone to bed at an earlier time than normal, he felt a considerable weight of exhaustion flood over him at the disappointing realization. He probably only had a few more minutes before he would need to get out of bed; there was no telling if he'd get off with a mere warning if he was late to his job again. Calling in sick was always a possibility, but he doubted his boss would fall for another one of his excuses. One could only feign illness so much before you moved past the reasonable expectations of your peers and into the obvious absenteeism attributed to a lack of motivation and work ethic. With any luck, it would be the office calling him this time, explaining that there'd been a gas leak or some other non-fatal incident that could grant him a few days respite.

It was during that train of thought however, that Paul heard a steady, powerful knock against his front door.

Pushing himself up, Paul turned to sit on the side of the bed. Leaning forward to look down the corridor, he remained completely still, wondering if he'd merely imagined the noise before he heard the same, steady rap on his door once again. He wasn't expecting any visitors, especially not at this hour. There was nobody he knew within his close circle of friends who would bother coming over, not without calling first at least; it was uncanny to think that some solicitor or salesperson would ignore the common courtesy of waiting until the afternoon to disturb him. If his visitor was willing to bother him as soon as the first light of dawn cracked over the horizon, perhaps it would be best to just ignore it. Coming by this early was simply intolerable; however, it could be something important. Once again the pounding on his door echoed from down the hall, louder this time. The human grimaced as the strength of the knock rattled his doorframe, shaking the thick wood in its foundation. It definitely seemed urgent, unless the knocker simply had no notion of restraint.

As Paul sat there, contemplating what he should do, the phone alarm on his desk went off again, the snooze timer finally running out. Sighing, he touched the screen again and cut if off, silencing the alarm for good. There was no more time for resting anymore - he needed to start getting ready. If his unannounced guest was going to keep being insistent, he supposed there was no harm in quickly poking his head out the door to send them on their way. Throwing off the covers, he quickly stood up, yawning and stretching in place as he prepared to go and greet the surprise visitor. The cold, morning air nipped lightly at his bare chest and legs, causing him to briefly shiver before he stood up, walking across the room to seek his housecoat hanging on his door. He didn't wear any clothing when he slept, save for a small pair of black briefs to cover up his intimate areas. If he was going to answer the door, he would at least need to look presentable.

The knock sounded once again.

"Yeah, yeah... I'm coming... ass, "Paul grumbled, throwing the housecoat over his shoulders. Tying off the cotton belt at his waist, he left the room, walking with a steadily rising anger to go greet his insufferable guest.

Striding out of the room, Paul made his way swiftly down the single, narrow hallway that led to the front of his house. The corridor was short; the entirety of its length consisting of only a few meters with an adjacent bathroom to the right and a second, smaller bedroom to the left. After a few short strides, he passed through the passageway and stepped out into an open foyer. He paused to take a quick glance around. To his left there was a kitchen, complete with a square arrangement of glistening marble counter tops with a white oven in the center, and matching fridge in the far corner next to a set of polished cupboards. Even observed in passing, one would be able recognize the cleanliness of the house as an undoubtable embodiment of the occupant's incessant need for perfection. Paul let in a deep, contented sigh. The sight of a clean room always brought him a good measure of satisfaction.

The mood was broken however, by yet another strong knock on his door.

"I'm coming I'm coming..." Paul huffed, making his way to the door. Sliding the lock across and grasping the knob in a firm grip, he twisted the handle and pulled it open in a single, angry motion, poking his head out with the full intention of telling his guest to get lost. When he opened the door however, the words immediately caught in his throat. His company was not what he'd been expecting.

Standing just a few feet from Paul and his stunned expression, were two of the largest huskies that the human had ever seen. Sure, anthros were a common enough sight to see nowadays, but he found himself completely awestruck by the sheer size of the formidable pair of male canines looming on his tiny, concrete porch. Each of them were easily eight feet tall, with the one on the right being closer to nine. They both wore similarly matched, brown uniforms with a colorful logo of a howling wolf on their breast, and he could tell through the thin fabric that these two creatures were incredibly strong. The outline of muscles on their barrelled chests stood out firmly on the front of their twin shirts, and each arm could easily rival the size of a small tree-trunk. Their fur was typical of all huskies: a thick, heavy coat of solid, light grey covering the entirety of their backs, while a vibrant patch of white not so unlike the color of Paul's cupboards decorated their chests, the inside of their arms and legs, and the very tips of their bushy tails.

They were both smiling down at him when he opened the door. The one on his right was holding a tiny clipboard that almost looked humorous gripped in his massive paws, while the one on the left held a medium-sized cardboard box.

"Good morning human," the husky on the right said in a deep, yet pleasant tone. "Are you a mister..."He paused to look at his clipboard. "Paul Haines?"

Paul blinked a few times and gave a nervous swallow before responding. "Yes, that would be me," he said.

"Ah, good, we've got the right place," the same husky said, a smile coming across his muzzle. "We're here from the GoWolf delivery corporation, and each of us is offering a special promotion package for people in your neighbourhood. My name is Frank," he placed a paw on his chest before motioning over to his side. "And this handsome hunk to your left is my good friend Logan."

Paul looked up to his left, regarding the giant husky as he was introduced. Logan gave him a smile, showing off his sharp fangs before giving him a quick, suggestive wink. Though he assumed it was a friendly gesture, the motion made him shudder lightly with discomfort.

Collecting himself, Paul sighed and lifted a hand to rub his right eye. "A promotion? That's very kind of you and all, but do you guys realize what time it is? Most people are asleep at this hour."

"Yes, sorry about that," Frank said, nodding in understanding. "We realize that the day is quite early, but we have a good portion of houses to get through today and you were the first residence on our list." He tapped the clipboard lightly with a blunted claw. "For that I apologize, but this shouldn't take very long. I can only assume from the alarm that we both heard that you must have work, or perhaps an appointment?"

"Work, the first one," Paul stated, showing only mild surprise. It was no secret that canines had exceptionally good hearing. His alarm has been quite loud. "So if you don't mind," he continued, "I'd like to wrap this up as soon as possible. What do you need me to do?" As he finished speaking, the human opened the door fully, stepping out onto the porch. If he'd been paying closer attention, he might've noticed the predatory gleam in Logan's eye as he revealed himself, the wide brown eyes staring down to study the pale skin covered only by a thin housecoat.

"Oh, not much at all really," Frank said, smirking. "I'll just quickly explain what our promotion entails, what kind of products we have to offer, and if time permits, a quick demonstration of its effectiveness." The husky extended the clipboard and pen towards Paul, motioning for him to take it. "Why don't you give that a read over and sign it while I give you the rundown? It'll make things go faster."

Paul took the clipboard from the larger creature with a sigh. He was trying to be polite, but he really didn't have time for the husky's sale pitch. His eyes darted across the words, hardly reading any of them as he absent-mindedly listened to the canine rambling on in front of him.

"For this week only, our company is offering limited-time free samples of our services," Frank exclaimed, his deep voice taking on a more animated tone. "Although the use of our product normally includes a hefty fee, we're giving you the opportunity to try it for no money whatsoever. Completely free! The contact in your hands specifies the details of what we can do, plus a number of different safety measures and precautions that need your signed consent for us to continue. Please read each of the criteria carefully before placing your signature on the line at the bottom right... here." The husky tapped the clipboard with one of his claws, nearly knocking it from Paul's grip. "One you do that, we can proceed with the demo. Now, allow me to explain several, one-in-a-lifetime benefits you can receive in letting us use you, number one..."

"I'm sorry, hold on a second," Paul said, "I thought you were giving me the shortened version."

Frank smiled down at him. "This is the shortened version."

Paul stared at the clipboard for a few more seconds, grimacing at the lengthy paragraphs of tiny print that dancing across his vision. He had to get them to leave; he didn't have time to listen to them anymore. "Listen, I can't do this right now, could you two come back another time? I really need to get going."

Nodding in understanding, Frank took the clipboard from Paul's grip, holding it out deftly in one of his giant paws. "No problem sir, we understand. Just sign here really quick, we'll give you a sample of our product, and we'll be out of your hair."

Sighing, Paul held the bottom of the clipboard and brought the pen down on the dotted line, hastily scribbling his signature. Once he was finished, he lifted the pen to hand it back. "There, it's signed," he said. "Can I just take the box now?" As he looked up, a mild feeling of dread welled up within his chest. The polite, charming grin that each of the husky's portrayed during their initial arrival was completely gone; in its place, they both wore an unnerving expression of lust and delight that made Paul involuntarily take a step backwards. "W-what is it? Are you guys leaving?"

A deep, booming laugh came from Frank's chest. "O no... not at all little human," he growled, baring his fangs in a wicked smile. "Now that you've signed the contract, it's time to give you a demonstration." As he finished speaking, Logan dropped the box onto the walkway, the empty cardboard making a soft thump on the hard surface. With agility Paul wouldn't have thought possible due to his size, the husky stepped over the dropped parcel and grabbed him by the neck, the massive paw squeezing and choking him as the beast easily continued onwards and dragged him into the house. Although the human tried to call out and scream, the best he could manage was a strangled wheeze as the larger of the two canines forcefully pulled him inside.

Turning to cast a quick glance around, Frank studied the neighbourhood behind him with a sinister smirk. The block was completely silent, his sensitive ears picking up nothing but the short, meagre sounds of a struggle from the house as his partner carried their new property inside. Stepping through the doorway himself, the giant creature gripped the door handle and shut the door quietly behind him, offering the outside only a fleeting glimpse of his tail as he disappeared into the house.

Paul could hardly believe what was happening as the immensely powerful canine dragged him across the floor by the neck, tugging him along as if he weighed no more than human-sized pillow. His feet kicked frantically across the ground as Logan pulled him towards the hallway leading to his bedroom, the husky seemingly indifferent to the human's desperate struggles. He gritted his teeth in pain, opening his mouth to gasp for air but finding none. The massive paw was wrapped completely around his neck, chocking him with immense power. Though he tried his best to free himself, the best he could manage was to wrap his arms around the furry, iron-like limb as it carried him backwards. It wasn't long before stars began to dance across his vision, making him light-headed and dizzy as he squinted desperately to remain conscious.

Through his blurred vision, he watched in mild surprise as the Frank, the second husky, walked in the doorway. His massive bulk blocked most of the light trailing in, his body framed like a shadowy wraith as he turned to look at something outside. Even from this distance, the giant beast looked formidable; the rippling muscles and dark contours of his toned frame visible even through the glowing light behind him. After a few moments, he turned, refocusing his gaze on Paul. Unlike the pleasant, happy countenance he displayed upon first arriving, his narrow muzzle had taken on a sultry, predatory expression.

Paul saw the husky grin delightedly in his direction before stepping inside and closing the door behind him. He witnessed a single step from the dog's massive leg before he felt the white carpet of his room on the back of his ankles. Frank disappeared from his sight as he rounded the doorway. He was moments from passing out before the creature gripping him released him, tossing him lightly onto the bed.

Sucking in a deep, strained breath, Paul grasped his neck and coughed profusely as soon as his body hit the mattress. He sucked in the air greedily, the dots fading quickly from his sight as he regained his composure. Never in his life had he felt so helpless in his intruder's grip; the canine was terrifyingly strong. The reasons behind their sudden hostility remained a mystery to him, yet it was clear that the formidable pare were no longer interested in their false promotion. They had a much more sinister plan in mind.

Paul remained where he was, panting heavily on the tussled sheets of the bed as Logan stood in the middle of his room, fixing him with a passive stare. Though the beast hardly showed any emotion, the corners of his black lips were curled, betraying the tiniest hint of a smile. After a few short moments, Frank came striding into the room, the audible, dull footfalls of his giant gait announcing his arrival just moments before he entered the room. Paul backed away and pressed his back to the wall in fear, pushing one of his pillows to the ground in a mad scramble as the second husky turned and shut the door behind him.

"W-what are you doing?" Paul stammered, coughing profusely at the sudden expulsion of air from his lungs. He winced as the ragged hacking caused horrible, throbbing pain to well up in his neck. Taking advantage of his distress, Frank spun and walked over to his hulking partner, smiling and placing his arm on the other husky's equally large shoulder.

"Nothing that we haven't already agreed upon my little friend, there's no need to get upset" Frank said in a delighted tone, tracing a claw along his partner's jawline. "You'll have to forgive Logan and his forcefulness; I'm afraid he's quite enthusiastic about his job."

Paul shivered at the husky's suggestive tone, grunting softly as his coughing came to a slow, agonizing close. "I didn't agree to anything," he wheezed, "You're... you can't just barge in here without my permission, and... and he attacked me!" He finished with almost a yelp, gesturing wildly at the grinning pair as he suddenly realized the true danger he was in. Finally able to think, the true nature of his predicament became clear in a sudden, fear-stricken realization. He was shaking in the corner, and his terror only worsened when the smaller of the two canines let out a low, barking chuckle in response.

"Yes he did, you just mentioned that," Frank said amusedly, taking a single step in front of his partner to begin unbuttoning the front of Logan's uniform. "Honestly, you humans are getting a little slow on the draw these days; makes a dog like myself wonder how you tiny creatures get anywhere in this world." His claws worked their way down, unfastening the brown fabric at slow, measured pace and revealing the chiselled abs of the larger beast underneath. The grin on his muzzle broadened as his claws reached the bottom, curling lightly around and dipping past the buckle on the husky's trousers.

"You... what are you doing?" Paul asked, his growing fear giving way to mild confusion.

Frank looked back at him with a smirk. "You don't know? Hmph, and yet you agreed to participate in our promotion, how careless of you. Looks like we're going to have to give this one quite the performance to deter such behavior in the future, right Logan?" The other husky nodded silently in agreement, flashing the human his teeth before reaching down to grip the sides of his shirt and pull it over his head.

Paul shook his head. "No, you can't do that! I just signed the paper for that box, I didn't agree to let you into my home!"

"Oh, but you did," Frank replied, turning and stepping to the side so that both huskies were facing the cowering human once again. "People are always in a rush during the morning hours, especially the working types like yourself. When pressed for time, you'll sign just about anything to get it out of your face rather then look at what it actually says." The husky fixed Paul with a condescending stare. "You really should've read all the terms and conditions you were agreeing to for our little demonstration like I suggested human, it would've saved you from the cluelessness you're experiencing now." He reached up to his collar, deftly unfastening the buttons on his own shirt with a smug look on his narrow countenance. "But then again, I suppose this makes it more fun for us, no?"

Grabbing some of the bed sheets, Paul pulled them over, covering himself in a meagre attempt to obtain a sense of security. "W-what are you going to do?" He asked, his voice almost a whisper as he eyed the larger of the two huskies. Logan was still looking directly at him, though now he was gripping the sides of his pants, slowly pulling them down...

"As I said, we're just here to give you a little demonstration," Frank purred, his tone taking on a sultry quality as he eyed the husky next to him. "As for what that is, why don't you just let us show you? You'll catch on eventually, and there's really no need for you to hear the long-winded explanation; I know how you hate those..."

Though he wanted to respond, Paul was transfixed by the sight of the giant canine to Frank's left. Now completely naked, Logan kicked his pants over to the side before standing proudly in front of him, placing his paws on each side of his massive hips to showcase the entirety of his muscled form. As he expected, the canine was in amazing shape, the toned curves of his body obvious even though the beast's fur. What drew the majority of his attention however, was the dog's crotch. Paul gave an uneasy swallow as he stared at the impressive package of the beast in front of him. Two, weighty testicles covered with smooth, soft-looking white fur hung low between Logan's trunk-like thighs. Each of them were about the size of an apple, something that Paul wouldn't have though possible until now. Just above the sizeable balls there was a rounded mound of fur and skin that could only be the husky's sheath. Similar in proportion to the dangling orbs underneath, the musky pouch was incredibly large, sagging in length almost all the way up to the creature's middle before ending in a rounded, red dot of flesh.

Frank grinned down at the human as he noticed the smaller being's curiosity. "He's quite well endowed wouldn't you say? I stared at it in much the same way when I saw it for the first time as well, you might even enjoy what comes next." The husky nodded, pulling his shirt off and throwing it away before starting to work on the buckle of his pants. "Why don't you get started Logan? Our human is a little too covered for my liking," he snickered. "I'll join you shortly."

With a single, wide step and a small hop, Logan crouched low and jumped up onto the bed, grabbing the human's leg with his paw. Paul yelped in surprise, once again startled by the sudden agility of the much larger creature. He struggled frantically in the powerful grip, uselessly attempting to free himself even as the husky pulled him off the wall and into the middle of the mattress. In his desperation, he tried kicking at the formidable beast with his free leg, slamming his foot into the massive knee in front of him. With a snarl, Logan caught his ankle and threw it over to the side, simultaneously dropping down to his knees and pressing the entirety of his weight on Paul's shoulders with both of his paws.

Paul's eyes went wide as he sunk into the bedding, pushed downwards by the immense weight and strength of his captor's muscled arms. He could barely move as Logan slid his claws downwards and ripped away the bet sheets covering him, whipping them to the opposite side of the room. Watching them fly away with a helpless whine, Paul stopped struggling and shivered at the sudden, inexplicable vulnerability he felt at their disappearance. Once again he felt powerless in the dog's iron-like grip. Even if he did manage to get free of this monster, he would still have the second one to deal with on his way out. Through his fear, he began to recognize the fruitlessness of disobeying the brawny canines and their abusive intentions, and he resigned to the fact that he may have to be cooperative to make the experience as painless as possible.

Motionless underneath the mountain of white and grey fur, Paul stared up at husky, regarding the pleased, excited grin on the dog's usually stoic muzzle with nervous apprehension. Licking his lips, Logan slid his claws downwards and snagged the side of the human's housecoat, dragging it sideways with a slow, teasing motion of his wrist. His eyes lit up with glee as Paul's bare chest revealed itself, yet he kept going. Using his other paw to hold his victim in place, the canine pulled until Paul's arm was free from the blue fabric. Then, switching his grip on the human, Logan used his claws to pull the other side of the housecoat off, pulling down until nothing stood between the two of them but a thin, dark-colored pair of briefs covering the human's crotch.

"Mmmm, now isn't that the sexy sight?" Frank growled, suddenly appearing at the side of the bed behind his companion. "You always manage to get them presentable in such a small amount of time." Paul glanced at the new arrival, his eyes growing wide. Just like his partner, the smaller husky was completely naked, revealing the entirety of his toned, muscular form. Though he wasn't as ripped as Logan, the canine was certainly just as well-endowed. His heavy package hung low between his legs, the ample, furred testicles resting lightly on the side of his thigh. The beast's sheath was just as impressive: a rounded, fleshy log of white fur that stretched upwards from the sizeable balls that seemed almost too large for the dog's already enormous bulk. Regarding the human's stare with a sultry grin, Frank widened his stance a placed a footpaw on the bed, letting his groin hover enticingly in front of the curious man.

"Like what you see?" Frank teased, placing a paw on his hips and swishing his tail to the side. "For someone who complained a good amount before, you certainly seem to be quieter now... any reason why?"

Paul remained completely quiet, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two hulking, furry forms in front of him. At this proximity he could feel the steady heat emanating from their bodies, making the air thick with an almost palpable aroma of sweat and musk. Though he heard Frank's question, his words caught in the back of his throat. He could feel the piercing, hungry gaze of each beast, eyeing his near-naked body with obvious, lustful intent.

Frank shrugged. "Well, I guess he's not the talkative type anymore," he said, chuckling to himself as stepped up onto the bed. He fell to his knees, making the mattress bounce with his weight before nodding down at the human's middle. "Logan, let's not keep ourselves waiting any longer, rip those things off of him; I want to see our little toy's cock."

With a snarl, the larger canine grabbed Paul by his neck and hoisted him up into the air, choking him and slamming him against the wall. Instinctively he began to fight back, kicking wildly into the air and gripping the husky's arm with his hands as he fought to release himself from the immense pressure on his neck. The dog held him easily, pinning him to the wall as if he were a small child. Then, grinning broadly, the husky reached down and hooked one of his claws under the waistband of his black briefs, sliding it downwards before abruptly pulling back, slicing the fabric with a single, violent rip. Paul watched with horror as the remnants of his clothes fell down to the bedding, revealing his maleness for both of the horny canines to see. Both of his captors looked down in unison, a low, excited growl rising in each of their barrel-like chests.

"Mmm... he looks delicious," Frank purred, shuffling in closer and leaning in close. His canine face lit up with curiosity as he got closer to the human's junk, the ears on his head rapt with attention as he ran his tongue teasingly over his black lips.

Paul let out a soft, wheezing cry as the tip of the husky's nose touched his flaccid dick. The front of Frank's muzzle pressed firmly into the skin of his groin, the light fur tickling his sensitive flesh as the dog inhaled his scent deeply and let out a satisfied, shuddering sigh. He was powerless to do anything but watch as Logan held him against the wall, choking him lightly in place to prevent any means of escape. The dog hovered around Paul's loins, closing his eyes and breathing in the human musk a few more times before opening his maw and caressing the underside of the man's balls with his tongue. With a sharp intake of breath, Paul squirmed against the wall in surprise. There'd been a number of horrifying things he thought the intruders would do to him, but this wasn't one of them. He felt the rough, wet surface of muscle lightly massage his testicles, exploring every inch of the delicate, sagging flesh before sliding up the length of his shaft. Then, pausing at the tip of his penis, Frank smirked and wrapped his lips around the head, closing his eyes and suckling gently on the slowly growing organ.

It was at that moment however, that Paul felt fear rise up in his chest. Even though the stimulations of the canine at his crotch were divine, he remained horrified at the possibility of a more sinister set of intentions lurking behind their misleading smiles. Without thinking, he pretended to shudder with bliss before arching his palm downwards, smacking Frank's muzzle with an audible, dull thud. Though his intention was one of escape, as soon as it happened Logan lifted him forwards and slammed him against the wall with a rough bark. Stunned, he let out a strained choking whimper. Stars began to flood across his vision as the muscular husky renewed the grip on his neck, cutting off air in clear displeasure at what he'd done. His cock slipped from the husky's mouth as Frank shook his head in surprise, snarling angrily and fixing him with a look of pure hostility.

"That was a mistake," Frank growled, baring his teeth. "I was giving you the gift of my attention human, something I now realize that you clearly didn't deserve." Reaching forwards, he grabbed Paul on the shoulder, digging his claws into the soft skin next to his partner's choking grip. "Logan, I'd say it's time to mark this little bitch."

With a pleased growl, Logan released Paul's neck, his grin broadening as the human fell to his knees and gasped with sudden, powerful intake of air. The relief was only momentary however, as the giant husky placed one of his giant paws on the back of the man's head and pulled it forwards, burying Paul's face into his crotch. The response from the massive beast was instantaneous. Moaning heavily and spreading his thighs wider, he pressed harder on the human's head, mashing it into the ample flesh of his sheath and balls. Though the man struggled, he was held easily in place by the firm grip of both dogs as they smiled down at their obedient toy.

"Good..." Frank purred, releasing his grip to gently stroke the side of Paul's face. "Inhale his scent human, be a good little bitch and make up for the small digression you showed me earlier."

Upon hearing the husky's words, Paul didn't understand how he could be doing anything else. Logan's chokehold had left him breathless, forcing him to suck in the musky air of the beast's groin regardless of whether he wanted to or not. He inhaled the husky's scent deeply, pressing his nose into the soft, malleable fur and ballflesh that matted over his entire face. The odour was a heavy combination of sweat and musk, mixed together with a smoky, bestial quality. The powerful smell overwhelmed Paul's nostrils, causing him to cough uproariously into the thick, warm fur.

Greedily, Logan began to hump against the man's face, his hefty testicles swinging back and forth as his tail swished from side to side in excitement. His tongue lolled from his open mouth in pleasure, his face a clear picture of sexual bliss as he gently rocked back and forth, enjoying every second of it. Eagerly swelling within his sheath, his cock slowly began to poke from the tip of his sagging pouch, a moist, red tip flicking out from the steamy confines. Growling with lust, he dropped his hips and forced his emerging length against the human's closed lips, smearing them with his bodily fluids and squeezing the head of his captor with his powerful, furry thighs.

"Suck, human," Frank growled, pinching Paul's shoulder with his claws. "Put his cock in your mouth..."

Paul grunted as a sharp pain jolted from the husky's piercing grip. His mouth cracked open for the briefest of seconds in his surprise, but it was more than enough time for the canine to push forward, snaking his swelling dick inside. His eyes widened with surprise at the sudden intrusion, a look that was met with delighted glee from the two dogs before the larger one picked up his thrusting once again. A powerful, bestial flavor filled his mouth as the cock speared inside, sliding easily into the warm confines of his mouth. His lips slid the furred skin of the dog's sheath downwards, the revealing the entirety of the red flesh for Paul's mouth to experience. The taste was noticeably primal: a salty, smoky mixture of raw musk. A deep rumble came from the larger canine pressed against him as the maleness pushed in and out, easily gliding along every inch of Paul's mouth. The texture of the flesh was smooth, almost silky as it steadily grew, throbbing with an ever-growing intensity. It wasn't long before Paul gagged as the tapered tip hit the back of his throat. He tried to pull away at that moment but the paw on the back of his head held him dutifully in place.

"Alright Logan," Frank said, his claws leaving Paul's shoulder to dig eagerly into the other husky's side. "I can't watch any longer, put him down on the bed." The canine was panting on the bedding next to the arousing show, he muscled form practically shaking from excitement. His cock was already halfway from its sheath, its red, veined length glistening in the bright light of the room.

Snarling ferociously, Logan slammed his paw on the human's head and twisted, turning away from the wall and facing his hips towards the middle of the bed and dragging the man at his cock along with him. Frank grabbed the man's legs, helping his partner manoeuver their toy towards the center of the mattress. Paul didn't struggle as the two monsters moved him. He felt the husky at his back pull his legs apart, spreading his thighs and pushing his ankles into the mattress with rough authority. There was no reason for him to struggle anymore, the dogs were too strong. As Frank let go of his legs he remained perfectly still, submitting to the canine with a dutiful, moaning whine.

"Mmm... much better," Frank sneered, shifting backwards across the bedding before bending his head downwards to give the human's rump a light sniff. "Something tells me you won't try to hit me this time." With a wide smile, he leaned forwards, closing his eyes and sticking his canine tongue between the man's cheeks. The canine felt Paul stiffen as his rough appendage lapped eagerly at the man's puckered hole, lathering it in a thick coating of smelly saliva. His wet muscle darted quickly around the smooth flesh, massaging the human's anus in slow, deliberate circles. Abruptly, he increased the pressure, giving the rectum a hard, pressing lick of his tongue as he lifted his head, slowly undulating its surface up the human's crack before slurping it back into his mouth with an amused chuckle. Hot breath washed over Paul's bare skin as the husky pulled back, exhaling teasingly before straightening his back and moving forwards across the bedding.

Frank bent low, the fur of his massive chest lightly touching Paul's back as he directed his pointed muzzle to the human's ear. "You're all set now my pet," he whispered, widening his legs and moving his hips forwards, letting his weighty sac rest on the human's buttocks. "Feel free to make as much noise as you want; I know my partner here would enjoy that very much." Logan gave a rough grunt in response before bending lower, concentrating on the pleasure rising from his loins as he thrust harder and harder into the human's mouth. Then, hooking his claws under the human's waist, Frank eased his hips downwards, slowly rubbing the underside of his erect doggy cock downwards until its tip was positioned directly outside the Paul's entrance.

"Hold your end steady Logan, I'm gonna ride this bitch hard," Frank growled, right before pushing forwards and slamming his hips home, hilting the human up to his knot.

Paul cried out in a mixture of surprise and pain as the husky's cock thrust inside him, spreading him further apart than he would've thought possible. The dog's hips slammed into him from behind, pushing him forwards with tremendous force into Logan's crotch. True to his word, the larger of the beasts held firm and pushed back, poking his meaty rod to the back of the human's throat and holding their toy in place with his claws. Surprisingly enough, Paul actually felt a strong jolt of pleasure arch up his spine as he felt Frank's knot press hard against his rectal opening. He moaned in-between his twin lovers, squirming lightly as they sandwiched him between their convulsing bodies.

Frank snarled ferociously, drawing his hips back before slamming his hips forwards again. "Look Logan," he snarled, grinding his cock into the human's anus. "Our little toy likes it." The giant dog pressed himself hard against his property, grinning widely as Paul groaned and shuddered underneath the rippling muscles of his flexing form. Then, pulling back one last time, he growled softly and began pumping himself rhythmically against the tiny form, his furred testicles slapping gently against the man's balls as he rocked himself back and forth.

Picking up the other husky's pace, Logan paused for a few moments, letting the man's face mash into his groin before slowly moving his massive body in-sync with the powerful thrusts of his fellow beast. Having buried his cock inside Paul's mouth for quite some time, he was much further along than his smaller partner. His dick throbbed animatedly in the human's maw, drooling a small glob of precum into the back of their toy's throat.

After a few minutes, Logan's heavy growls of pleasure turned to passionate whines. The giant canine closed his eyes, panting energetically as he increased the power of his humping, pounding the human's face wildly with the soft fur of his groin. The canine's cock was absolutely enormous. It filled every inch of space in his mouth, forcing his jaws apart with its incredible girth. With every forward thrust, a little Paul feared that it wouldn't be long before the dog's inevitable climax filled his mouth. The canine pumped his hips forwards with little care for the human, his abs flexing tremendously as his furry tail swished happily through the air.

On the other end, Frank thrust into the human's rump vigorously, digging his claws into his toy's sides and spreading him apart with every inch of his erect cock. He grunted with every forward movement of his hips - a rough, primal sound to accompany the meaty thump of his powerful frame slamming into the little creature's body. He whined passionately, dropping his head to quickly give Paul a hard nip on the back of his neck. His bitch moaned as his teeth pinched the delicate skin, biting lightly in a small gesture of primal urging as the husky continued to the rock his muscular form. Then, releasing the human from his grip, he straightened his back and dragged his claws down the man's back, evicting yet another soft groan before renewing his eager thrusting. The cringing husky had to use all of his strength to plough his member through the tiny hole yet even then he could feel a surprising amount of resistance. With every push, the human's anus would clench down on his member, squeezing it hard as he moaned and ground his waist into the human's rump. Frank smiled through his pleasure, lolling his tongue out to the side as his sharp growls turned to ragged and needful panting. This toy was going to be claimed very, very soon.

Leaning low across Paul's body, Frank immediately began to hump the man in quick, rapid thrusts, increasing their power and rhythm as his orgasm slowly came to fruition. He felt warmth at the base of his shaft, coupled by a low, tingling sensation originating from the center of his rounded, throbbing knot. A soft, keening whine gurgled from the back of his throat as his furry form shuddered, his tail straightening out behind him. It was much like the sound his partner made a short while ago, yet the larger husky held himself back. Now however, upon hearing the passionate mewling of his partner, Logan hunkered down and matched his fellow canine's speed. Both of them pumped vigorously into their separate holes, locking eyes with one another as they each claimed their newest bitch. Then, after a few more, quick thrusts, both huskies groaned and slammed their hips forwards, grinding their knots into each opening before popping them inside.

There was a brief pause as both huskies paused, their heavy bodies shuddering as the human clenched and choked on their invading members. Then, snarling ferociously and baring their teeth, the dogs came. They arched their backs to the and pointed their muzzles towards the ceiling as the first blasts of cum shot deep within their toy, wetting Paul's inside with hot, viscous, canine spunk.

Sandwiched between them both, Paul closed his eyes and squirmed helplessly as the choking musk and thick, salty semen squirted into his body from both ends. He could feel their dicks throbbing within him, pulsing with energy as rope after rope of ejaculate blasted, emptying the contents of the massive testicles hanging underneath. At his mouth, he had no choice but to frantically swallow the torrent of cum that spilled from Logan's tapered tip. The swelled knot prevented any means of the white fluid escaping, causing his cheeks to fill with any of it that didn't make it down his oesophagus. Behind him, Paul felt the strong push of the smaller husky as his anus filled with a steady stream of thick warmth that spread to every inch of his anal walls. With every throb in his rectum came a new, unbelievably hot rope of doggy jizz that leaked further and further into his clenching depths. It seemed like an eternity as the twin beasts came inside him. It was more semen than Paul could've though possible, yet, if the deflating size of their testicles were any indicator, it was exactly the amount he should've expected.

After a few more minutes, it was all over. The huskies each let out one last, ragged huff before slumping over their newly claimed toy, resting together on the bulk of their furry forms. Panting heavily, they each stared at each other with a pleased grin, briefly licking in other in a canine kiss before leaning back and looking down at their prize with satisfaction.

"You were wonderful my pet," Frank purred, stroking the human's side with his claws. "We've had a number of humans over the past few weeks but I think that you were by far the best."

Logan grinned, pulling back and tugging his deflating cock from the human's mouth. Paul slumped on the mattress, gagging and coughing at the sudden freedom. The taste and smell of the canine remained powerfully strong in his mouth and nostrils. A light stream of liquids fell from the back of his mouth and onto the bed, joining with a sticky trail of leftover cum drooling from the muscular dog's cock as he backed off the mattress.

Frank pulled back as well, grunting as his knot was held firmly in place by the human's anus. "Well, it seems I'm not going anywhere for a good while human, usually it's my partner who has this sort of problem." He grinned, rolling over onto his side and pulling the human close. "Might as well get comfy for a good hour or two, we're going to be here for a while. Don't squirm too much or I might get excited and have to fuck you all over again. You wouldn't want that now would you?"

Paul remained perfectly still in the husky's grip, frozen in overwhelming amazement at what had just taken place. The smell of bestial sex wafted around the room in a palpable cloud of musk and sweat. He didn't think he'd be ever be able to get the powerful odor out. Slowly turning his head, he looked up and saw Logan staring down at him, that same, sinister grin etched across his muzzle from when he first opened the door.

"Come and join us Logan, I'm sure our little pet wouldn't - "

Frank was interrupted by the charming tone of Paul's cellphone, chirping happily on the brown desk next to the bed. The husky smiled. "On second thought, why don't you get that instead? I'm sure we'd all be delighted to hear who it is."

Reaching over, Logan obediently picked up the phone and dropped himself onto the bed, pulling himself close and sandwiching the human between him and the other dog once again. Tapping the screen with his claw, he answered the call and placed the phone against the human's face.

"Hello?" Paul said, his tone an almost robotic drawl.

The angry, frustrated voice of his boss greeted him on the other end of the line: "Dammit Paul! Where the hell are you! You've got a meeting in five minutes and you aren't even at the goddam office yet!? You better not still be at home!"

"Um..." Paul said, looking up into the sneering faces of the canines surrounding him.

"I'm sick."

There was a long, dreadful silence on the other end of the line. Paul cringed as the two huskies pushed in closer, listening with a delighted anticipation for the answer he was about to receive.

"I can't believe you're trying to pull this shit again Paul..." His boss grated.

"N-no I'm being serious this time! I really am not feeling very - "Paul winced as Frank licked the back of his neck, interrupting his train of thought by giving him a few, swift humps. The cock throbbed delicately in his rear, even as it began to shrink in size. Logan smiled wickedly.

"Just shut up. Don't bother coming in tomorrow either, you're fired." There was a loud click as the receiver was slammed down, cutting him off any hope of further conversation. Paul remained where he was, staring dumbfounded at the middle of the husky's chest lying beside him.

Frank reached around, gripping the phone in his claws before whipping it to the corner of the room. "Aw, did our little toy just lose his job? Poor thing... On the bright side though, it looks like your day just cleared up, and we have a lot more planned for you my little bitch." He leaned in close, licking the human's ear.

"A lot more."