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Commission for Gardor, by Ajax B. Coriander, and edited by Anonfox

My life had been an exciting adventure over the past few weeks. It all started with a case of mistaken identity that led to my Dad's best friend, the St. Bernard Robert Swanson, fucking me right in my kitchen...and then my own father taking his sloppy seconds. After which I became sort of their live in "Butt Boy", as they liked to call me. I was at their beck and call 24/7 to get pounded by either one of them, wherever and whenever they wanted. And they took advantage of it. Robert even moved in a short time later and things just escalated from there. They even tried locking me up in chastity for a while, but they decided shortly after they liked to see me cum... with permission of course, and they did love to punish me when I came without it.

Today was one of those days that they were both extra horny...

I'd barely walked through the door before two sets of paws were dragging me into the house and stripping me of my clothes. They forced me down on my knees right there in the entryway, and those two big bellied men grinned down at me as they stroked their cocks. I looked up at my dad's six inches of charcoal black meat as the polar bear stroked it. The helmet shaped head was already slick with pre-cum as his white fingers danced across it. His sheath pooled around the thick base of his cock as it throbbed and flexed.

Robert on the other hand had a very different cock. It was canine in every way from how the pointed tip dripped with pre-cum that would slide down and pool in his sheath and to the dark red color of his shaft as it pulsed. His sheath was still half way over his cock. The fuzzy cover was over the slight bulge that would become the big fat St. Bernard's knot.

I didn't need to be told what to do next, I knew what to do without them even saying a word. Those two big animals pressed together, their belly's touching as they began to make out above me. They thrusted against one another as they waited for me, those precum slick shafts grinding together under those large soft stomachs. I reached forward and wrapped a paw around each of their dicks, slowly stroking those red and black poles in my paws before leaning forward and holding them still as I kissed both of their cock heads at the same time. My tongue smeared their pre-cum from one slit to another, before Robert thrust forward and his cock pierced my muzzle, sliding into the orifice that had gotten to know him so well over the past few weeks.

He pulled back and then my father thrust in, making sure my slutty muzzle didn't go unfilled. The tags on my collar that read "Butt Boy Bitch" jingled with every thrust. The tags were the second pair I'd had, the first set saying "Butt Boi", Robert having gotten them thinking "Boi" was pronounced "Boy'o" and not another word for "Boy", when someone pointed out the actually pronunciation he quickly went and got me a new set. And "Bitch" was added just to remind me of my new station in life.

Anyway, those two men above me growled into each other's muzzles as they both fucked mine. Their cocks grinded into each other on every stroke making their shafts flex in my muzzle. I thought they were going to cum in my muzzle right there in the entryway, but they had other plans for me.. They broke their kiss and Robert grabbed my collar lifting me up unto my feet, and then my father took a hold of my dick and began to stroke it.

"Come with us, Butt Boy," Robert growled.

They walked me to our bedroom; ever since Robert moved in Dad had said I belong in their bed with them, and my room was slowly being converted into a media room because I "didn't need it anymore" as they'd told me. I thrusted into my Dad's paw, it was still a little strange when I thought about what me and my Dad were doing. I never dreamed in a million years that my own father would be fucking me almost nightly and playing with my dick every chance the old polar bear got. It was just so taboo, and I loved every second of it, even if it was a little strange.

As we entered the threshold of our bedroom, Robert held onto my collar tightly as he brought me to the center of the room where a length of rope waited and a bottle of lube. My father let his paw slip off my cock as Robert forced me down onto my knees. He grabbed the rope and bound my arms behind my back, "There, now you can't touch that bitch cock of yours until we're done." He said with a lustful growl as he bent me forward and let my chest rest against the floor. before he got on his knees behind me.

I felt him grab my white furry cheeks, squeezing them, kneading them, and finally letting his fingers trace the white lined pucker that lay between my cheeks.

He growled softly under his breath, "I will never get over how much your ass looks like your father's. Every time I slide into it I feel like I'm fucking him again when he was 20 years younger."

"I am still here you know..." The older polar bear growled as he stroked his fat charcoal black cock.

"Oh relax, yours is still my favorite," The old dog said as he winked at my father who just chuckled and took a seat at the edge of the bed, his fingers still stroking his charcoal black cock as white beads of pre formed at the tip and slid down his shaft, before pooling at his white fluffy sheath.

I felt the carpet grind into my face as the old dog behind me played with the cheeks of my ass. I glanced back and saw him sliding down his sheath to the base of his cock, letting his cock throb above his fawn-colored balls. I felt him slide his dick between my plump rump cheeks and grind between them-- his hot thick shaft teasing my puckered hole that lay there. It was torture. My cock flexed beneath me as my balls churned between my thick white thighs. I wanted him to fuck me so bad I could taste it. I found myself folding back my stubby white ears and moaning, "Please Coach, fuck me."

"Oh I'm going to do more than that today, Bitch Boy." He cooed as he leaned down and whispered into my ear. "I think you're finally ready to get tied with me."

I gulped. We'd tried a few times that first week we'd started messing around, but his knot was always too big for me to take. He gave up after the sixth try and started on a new tactic, they started to slowly get me used to larger and larger toys and rougher fuckings until they got to something the size of Robert's knot. I thought I'd still have a week or two to get ready... but apparently they decided I was ready as I'll ever be.

"Ugh.... Please Coach, tie your bitch boy," I said.

I could tell the old dog was smirking even if I couldn't see him, and a yelp escaped my lips as a fat hand came down, smacking my white furred cheeks.

"Well since you asked so nicely," He playfully growled as he pulled back his hips and lined his pointed cock head up with my white fur circled hole. Without warning me he jammed his dick forward, but thankfully the weeks of training had made it easy for me to take all of him in one shot. I squeezed around his entire length as his fawn-colored sheath kissed my tight hole, and his shaft grinding against that pleasure spot deep inside of me.

I groaned, my back flexing. It must have been quite a sight to see that thick cock lodged inside of my hole as those two white cheeks of mine parted for the cock of the Alpha who popped my cherry. I panted softly as he adjusted himself, letting his fat gut rest on my back as he leaned over me, putting his paws on my shoulders as he slid his cock back. I could feel every inch as it slid from within me. That length grinded against that pleasure gland deep inside of me, until... he rammed his dick back in, making a gasp escape my lips. I shuddered under him as he began to pound my hole, my bits bouncing beneath me as that animal rode me into submission.

I glanced at my Dad as he watched the dog fuck me. He had a smile from ear to ear as his fingers teased his shaft. He'd just slide his finger along the underside or give it the odd pump. Clearly he was saving up for something. Maybe he was going to fuck my muzzle once Robert was done for me. I thought about the last few weeks as I looked at that shaft and remembered what it was like to have my face shoved against those heavy white balls as Robert fucked me or to have those heavy white balls pressed against my own as that cock laid buried in my ass.

My cock was so hard. It flexed and bobbed with a steady flow of pre dripping from the tip, and collecting into a pool on the floor-- one I'd most likely have to lick up later. I groaned, my eyes shutting tight, and a bit of drool escaping the side of my muzzle as I felt the dog's knot start to form. Normally this would be where he slowed down and made sure to keep his knot outside of my body; but not this time. Nope. He just kept plowing. I could feel that knot starting to swell, popping in and out of me with each thrust, grinding against that pleasure knot inside of me and making my cock throb harder. I could feel his gut grinding into my lower back as he fucked me. It was so fucking hot.

Then I felt it, he was having a harder time getting it in and out and it was almost getting painful as he stretched my pucker to its limits. I let out a shout of pain as he barked and rammed his dick into me one last time. I felt that knot swell to its maximum size inside of me, the bulge laying right against my prostate and making it feel like I was laying on my back as my Dad pounded right into it like the time I came paws free.

He began to wildly thrust inside of me as his knot tied with my ass for the first time and with a howl of pleasure he came with such force that I could actually feel him squirt inside of me. It was intense. He laid on my back panting for a moment, before I heard my Dad growl from the bed and he walked over to us. He grabbed my chin and lifted me up on my shaky knees, and the big dog behind me hugged me tight to keep me upright. Dad stroked his cock. "Ahhh, now that's a proper bitch. I knew watching you get tied would be so fucking hot, but it needs one more touch."

My dad grunted and he stroked his cock faster in front of my face his white fingers going insanely fast over his black cock. "Every proper Butt Boy Bitch needs a nice coating of cum across his muzzle. Robert, paw my son would you?" I felt that old St. Bernard's paw wrap around my cock and start to stroke. "Now I want you to cum only after I finish and I want you to say "Thank you Daddy for making me look like a real Butt Boy Bitch." Got it?"

I nodded yes quickly as I humped into that paw wrapped around my dick, groaning as I watched my father paw in front of me. I saw those white heavy orbs pull up and he growled loudly as cum shot from his tip and across my face, jet after jet of cum covering my muzzle as that dog behind me teased me with his paw and knot. I whimpered as I tried to hold back until my Dad finished, his cum slowly cooling on my face as he wiped what was left of his cum onto a dry patch of fur on my cheek and he squeezed the cum from his cock letting it drip on my nose.

I whined and said "Thank you Daddy for making me look like the real Butt Boy Bitch that I aaaammm." I said just as my own cock spasmed in the paw wrapped around it, my fluffy white orbs pumping every single drop of sperm they could muster out of my body and across the floor, making me roar in ecstasy. I panted softly and my Dad grinned down at me, walking over to the camera I'd failed to notice on my way in. My heart sank in my chest as he picked it up and walked over to me. I looked at the red light that let me know it was recording, and he held it up as his semi hard cock swung between his legs.

"Now smile into the camera and tell all the people on X-Tube who's the best Butt Boy Bitch," He said as I felt a pair of canine teeth start to nibble the back of my neck.

I gulped, before forcing a smile, and looking right into the camera with my cum-covered face.

"I am, Daddy."