A Need for Seed
First Part<<<< Current chapter >>>>Part 3Support me on Patreon for novel chapters, snippets, and more exclusive content!Heyos my devourers of naughty literature! I bring you a new delicious treat coming from a very naughty and lovable canine lover. seasramon was thirsting for more man on dog action after Andriel's last encounter, and I agreed to offer him more. This tasty story is the result of his naughty ideas and my own creative touches. It is big, so splitting it into manageable parts seems better than to feed you the entire beast. You wouldn't be able to swallow it all anyway (aaand I also have to do a couple more writing and edits, so there you go xP)With that being said, I offer you the first part. It is heavily centered around oral, especially on the giving part. Please enjoy Andriel's struggles as he tries to ease his canine cravings after he was chased away from his last Dog by two mean ladies. Butt naked and alone, he has to find a quick fix for his lust. Fortune has him stumble upon not one, but TWO male dogs, yet naughty affairs are always tricky to pull off. Did Andriel learn something from his mistakes? Will he be able to fill and fulfill his lustful wishes? Read and find out!And if you like what you've read, please consider the following: Fav if you read itVote if you liked itComment if you're feeling awesome***Andriel's cock slapped from side to side with every stride.
The man was limp with fear, and his balls tight with terror. The shouts coming
from behind still rang inside his ears, a shameful reminder of his lack of
control."God's throbbing cock," he swore, jumping to the side of the
road and disappearing inside a corn field. He had to flee, as far as he managed
before those wenches caught him. Andriel quickened his strides. The earth was
soft under his feet, and the corn had a nasty way of fighting back. Cursing and
mumbling, Andriel pushed the pesky leaves out of his face, running until the
light entering his eyes belonged only to the full moon shining above him."Gah," he stopped, panting. He was sweating all over, and
the salt made his wounds throb even harder. Cuts laced his arms, and a painful
itch tickled his cock in a most annoying way. Andriel picked it between two
fingers, checking for any lacerations. Having his actual pride hurt could be
most bothersome, but luckily the corn spared his pitiful cock. He dropped it,
letting it slap against his balls. If only he had a dog here to tend to his
wounds and lusts... Andriel sighed. Dwelling on the past offered little respite.
He removed his shirt and bit under the arms, breaking it in several strips of
cloth. For a man without leggings, improvisation was a necessity. He wrapped
one strip around his privates, making several loops until his cock was fully
sheltered. With that done, Andriel used the other strips to cover the cuts that
bled along his arms. In his rush, Andriel forgot about the sharp dangers of
corn fields."Shows how smart you are," Andriel chuckled. At least the
wenches stopped screaming. Their shouts became distant, then fully stopped
after a bit more time passed.Finally. Andriel dropped on the ground, catching his breath
for a few minutes while he wiped the sweat with the broken sleeve of his torn
shirt. The night was cold, prickling his skin with every breeze. A home was
great, but the hour was late, and the villagers grumpy. At best, Andriel would
sleep with pigs and their shit. Still, that was better than being out in the cold
for the whole night. Andriel picked himself up and walked back into the village. No
human being inhabited the paths, and the barks of dogs were distant. A breeze
blew from the mountains of the east, chilling his flesh. Andriel couldn't
remember the last time he slept in the open. Even in the squads, he had an
upturned wagon or a tent erected to rest inside. Right now, all he had was dirty rags, soiled skin, and
nothing of value to bargain with. Andriel walked from house to house, begging
for a place to sleep. He got shouts, spits, and if the owners were feeling
particularly cruel, a slap over the face or the butt of a broom straight in the
crotch. Andriel took the words and the hits without complaints. He barely had
any more words to spare, least energy on arguing with idiots. Villagers were a
superstitious and fearful lot, always thinking somebody was after their pigs
and cows and pretty daughters. "And I defended them," Andriel said spitefully as he turned
away from the road. "I fought and bled so you can sleep in your quiet homes,
and this is my reward..." he sighed, lowering his voice to a whisper. "This is my
reward..."At least one thing was warm out in this cold. Andriel's lips
twitched and stretched in remembrance at the warmth flooding from the dog's
muzzle. He didn't remember the color of his fur or the sound of his whining.
All andriel recalled was the dog's tongue, and his lustful restlessness. He was
so wet and eager, dashing that moist tongue everywhere. Andriel closed his
eyes, moaning softly at the memory of his hard and unexpected climax. The dog,
licking and feasting on his cock while the seed was brewing inside his
tightening sack...Andriel remembered that too well. His cock jolted inside the
cloth, throbbing angrily at the heated memories. The head still felt so tight
and pressed inside its protective skin, yet the dog knew of a way to reveal it.
He stuck his tongue deep under the foreskin, lubricating it until the head
revealed its wet sheen for the first time."Haah," Andriel groaned and gripped his cock. He remembered
his first time cumming inside a dog's muzzle too well. A surge of pleasure traversed
his crotch, providing a teasing reminder of the previous ejaculation. Andriel
never came that hard. The dog was licking his exposed head with relentless
determination, sliding his tongue upon ridges that have never been touched
before. Andriel moaned and throbbed, and the dog loved every bit of that. Andriel remembered
the bitter stench that greeted his nose once his penis was fully exposed. Any
beast would turn away in revulsion, but not the dog. He licked harder, eager to
taste every bit of Andriel's pungent cock. The mere thought of that moist,
sheltering muzzle made Andriel's knees tremble with weakness. He wanted to
thrust yet again under a dog's fleshy tongue, and unleash his seed in broad
streams until the animal choked and rasped on his fluids."Gods, I need a shelter" Andriel clenched his jaw, too
aroused to even move properly. He walked around with a hand pressed against his
cock and the other on the loosening cloth. It unwrapped in his rush, leaving
his ass exposed to night's fleeting breeze. It wasn't like anyone was here to
see. Andriel cared more for what throbbed in front than the muscles clenching
in the back. He was fully hard, and spending his seed on the edge of the road
seemed a very poor and wasteful solution. Ultimately, he retreated back inside the nearby corn field
and busied himself with a makeshift shelter. Corn leaves were broad enough to
form a decent cushion underneath, and there was no shortage of them. The
distraction allowed Andriel to construct a bed and the semblance of a blanket
without thinking of tongues. He lay down, licked his dry lips, and closed his
eyes......only to think of that dog's tongue once again. He blinked
and grunted, shifting his stream of thoughts in another direction. His mind's
eye went between the dog's legs, settling on the jutting pink cock throbbing
and slapping against the animal's fluffy belly. With every twitch, the dog
came, shooting his hot load into Andriel's open mouth. Andriel blinked again. He saw balls, then the dog's ass, and
then he saw himself getting mounted and penetrated by that lustful beast. His
blood became hotter and hotter, and his cock harder until crisp pain washed the
bothersome arousal away. Andriel had to bite his tongue, only to prevent the
surge of seed from spilling forth. "I will not fucking
cum. I won't," Andriel licked the blood of his lip and took a deep breath. repeating
those words again and again until sleep finally took him.Contrary to his heated imagination, Andriel awoke to a dry
undercloth. He checked his half flaccid cock, smearing the pooling precum over
the soft scratches of his shaft before he got up. The morning sun presented new
opportunities, and Andriel was most eager to reap them. He walked back into the village without
shame, bargaining for work. Being fully naked had certain advantages for a man
of his build. Farmers knew muscle when they saw it, and Andriel had yet to gain
a silvery hair on his head. Years of fighting honed his body close to
perfection, and it wasn't long before a benevolent farmer took interest in him."What can you do?" an aged man asked from the doorway of his
generously sized yard."Anything," Andriel said curtly. "I can cut, pull, feed
cattle, pigs and everything.""That broad, eh?" the farmer squinted his eyes, smelling
deceit."Yeah. I don't ask for much either," Andriel added."What are your needs then?"Andriel licked his lips. "Water, food, and a roof over my
head.""That all? No coin to drink or spend on whores?"Andriel nodded, then stepped forth. "Nothing of that sort. I
only seek to work, nothing else.""Mhmm..." The farmer pondered. "You're cheap, and you
certainly have the muscles. Come on in," he waved, opening the portcullis.Andriel stepped inside the lush courtyard and laid a hand on
the farmer's shoulder. "I want you to show me around the farm first. See where
my skills are best put to use.""Hmh, sure, sure" the man nodded, patting Andriel's hand.
"Isn't every day muscle comes to my door and asks for no money.""Like I said, my needs are very basic," Andriel smiled,
thinking of a dog's muzzle around his cock.The farmer agreed without a single complaint. He gave
Andriel a pair of proper leggings and told him the rules of labor. They weren't
sharp, aside from the last. The farmer wanted work pairs, allowing no farmhand braving
the fields on his own. It was a stupid rule, but Andriel voiced no complaints.
His eyes were too busy looking around, and his mind too occupied with thoughts.
He needed dogs. Male dogs. If the farmer had bitches or cats, he needed to find
a smooth way out of the deal."That's the barracks right there," the farmer pointed
towards a makeshift barn. ""And those are the fields. Squashes, vineyards,
cornfield and vegetables," he pointed at each one in turns. "You'll work one
each day and take no breaks aside from the ones I allow."Andriel bowed his head in acknowledgement and looked at the
farmer. "When are those?""One for each meal. Morning, evening, nightfall. Each hour
you are allowed to rest and catch your breath, but no lazying and no sleeping
allowed.""It's only fair," Andriel said. "What about animals?""That part shouldn't concern you," the farmer said. "I need
you out there in the fields, not tending to pigs and their shit.""Understood," Andriel smiled. "Thing is, I love dogs, and
petting those fluffy bastards fills me more than a proper meal.""That kind, eh?" The farmer chuckled."Exactly that," Andriel said, not knowing what exactly the
old man implied. Farmers sought shelter inside their animals when the need
became dire, yet this one seemed too stern. Too rooted in his beliefs to get
mated by a beast."Well then, follow me," he led Andriel around the inner
courtyard and pointed to a patch of apple trees. "There are the two dogs I own. Storm," he pointed at the
black one wagging his tail. "And Chaser," he shifted to the coyote looking
mutt. "That one is a bit bigger. Has some wolf in him for all I know, even if
he plays pup all day.""So that's how it is," Andriel laughed. "I like them feisty
and playful.""I do too," the farmer walked towards the dogs. "I give them
a good ruffle from time to time. They deserve it, hard working mutts they are."Andriel wanted to say something. His tongue twisted inside
his mouth, and he merely nodded, eyes fixed on the erection poking from the
black dog's sheath. Chaser, the coyote mutt, was tight on his belly, scratching
the ground and whimpering at the sight of the pink, juicy treat."Quiet, pup!" the farmer barked, silencing the dogs. He
looked at Andriel, a meek smile on his face. "They always go crazy at early
signs of arousal. Look how that one's nostrils flare at the smell of cock!"Andriel pressed his lips together. Chaser was licking his
muzzle with quick strokes, whimpering like a pup for his mother's teat. Storm,
the black one, lowered into a play bow, smearing a trail of precum along the
ground."Quiet, you horny bastard," the farmer said, rubbing Storm's
head and encouraging more of his cock to slide out of his sheath. "They get
loud, lad," the farmer turned towards Andriel. "And if I let them together..." he trailed off,
winking at the dog's twitching cock.Andriel caught the meaning, but he wanted to make sure.
"What happens then?""Come on lad, isn't it obvious?" he picked one of Storm's
paws and slid his hand underneath the sheath, stretching it until the knot
popped out. The dog lifted his tail and humped the air until squirts of seed
shot out from his enlarging cock."Oh!" Andriel feigned indifference. "He's quick to cum.""Mhm," the farmer waved towards Chaser, freeing him from the
previous command. He too scrambled on his paws, licking and whimpering for his
companion's cock. "See how he strains and trembles with lust? If I let them
together, they'll lick their cocks dry, then hump each other to exhaustion.
Don't need my other animals to be distracted by the yowls of two horny mutts.""You're right," Andriel agreed between pressed teeth. "They
are being noisy.""Glad you agree," the old man pointed towards the fields and
walked away from the dogs. "Let me give you a brief walk through the fields. My
overseers are quite snappy with questions."Andriel followed him, though not before diving a hand underneath Storm's cock and catching
a stream of seed inside a cupped palm. He licked it quickly, savoring the
unique scent of canine arousal. The farmer looked back. Andriel quickly
pretended to scratch his nose, looking ahead. The farmer waited until he caught
up, then laid a hand on his shoulder. He was a friendly lot, the old man. He
led Andriel across all farm, presenting his fields and the respective tasks. It
was easy labor compared to the threat of a looming battle or the heat of
combat. Once he went through the basic tasks, Andriel retreated back
into the yard, following the farmer through the meeting and greeting of his
underlings. Andriel met men of all ages and sizes, and he was more than pleased
when he got paired with a long haired, savage looking northman. Those had a
taste for fight and little for anything else, providing the ideal partner to
trick and deceive. Andriel sat next to him during the morning feast and shared
little words. The farm was just the means to reach an objective, and with two
male dogs tied quite a distance away from the main yard, Andriel counted
himself quite fortunate. He ate until his plate stood clean and drank every
drop of water from his cup, thinking of plans until a clang interrupted the
chatter. "You ate, you spoke, now work," the farmer clapped his
hands, dispersing the gathering in an instant. Two overseers took control of
the flow of workers, directing them to all the four corners of the farm."Squashes," the grizzled man spoke, handing Andriel a
straight staff with barbed edges. Wicked spikes protruded from the balls on
either side, sharpened with purpose."This is a big tool," Andriel observed, feeling the smooth
wood inside his palms. "Big tool for big gobblers," the northman poked Andriel on
the arm. "That what staff for.""Good to know," Andriel agreed. He got a grunt in response,
and no further words followed until he and the northman reached the squash
field. Squashes of all sizes littered the field, forming a veritable maze
between their tangled vines. The northman went inside first, and Andriel
followed. He looked out for these gobblers until a shrill made him turn to the
right. Before he noticed the creature, the northman swung his club down,
splashing the creature in a messy pile of blood, fur and innards. "Gobblers," he said, lifting the creature's carcass along
with his spiked mace. "Kill.""Kill," Andriel repeated, staring at the big headed, blunt
toothed creature. It looked almost like a rabbit, with four equal legs, brown
fur, and a big, rounded muzzle. The northman shook it off, then looked at
Andriel expectantly. "It's easy," Andriel
lifted his staff and pointed around. "We'll just swipe through these fields and
clean away every pest. You start from sundown, I start from sunset, and we'll
meet right there," Andriel pointed towards the largest squash in the field, a
behemoth rising well above his head.The northman chuckled. "No splitting. Is why we work in pairs."Andriel nodded. The squads were about team work too, even if
being tied to a brute with few words obliterated his hopes of seeing the dogs
during the hours of labor. The two walked around, jumping over ground vines and
smacking gobblers until their arms hurt and their skin drowned in sweat. The
northman liked this task in particular, grunting and swinging and killing while
Andriel thought on the many ways to steal Storm and Chaser. He didn't take his
task so seriously until he found his throat cupped inside the northman's
brutish hand."Work," he growled. "No work, no food for both.""Agreed," Andriel choked. "I'll work harder, I promise."And that's exactly what he did until the mention of meal
created a plan inside his head. Meal breaks sounded like the perfect
opportunity for a quick escape. Andriel stroke a bargain with the northman. He
agreed to share a part or even a whole meal, and in turn the brute kept quiet
about his obsession with work. He also had to whistle every time somebody left
the dining table, allowing Andriel enough time for a clean escape."Mhmm, is good deal," the burly man sat on a squash and
scratched behind his shaggy head once they both took a break. "But no promise
to keep on it. Is only my first week working, and never looked at who leaves
where.""Ackh, no problem," Andriel said, panting with effort. "I'll
just be there for the first meal and skip the second one."It sounded like a good plan. After both men found themselves
in agreement and caught their breath, they started whacking more hungry
gobblers. The lapine creatures were slow and cumbersome when full, making for
an easy target. Andriel lifted his club and struck, grunting with every hit.
Killing was a dire, monotonous task. Andriel preferred seed over blood, and the
soft whimpers of a lustful dog over the dying shrieks of a gobbler. He imagined
himself thrusting deep into his dog, sheltering his raging erection inside a
warm hole while his hand milked the animal's knot with hard, purposeful grips.
The vivid thought stirred his cock into frenzy, tenting the brown pants in a
very obvious manner."You enjoy blood?" The northman asked, smiling at the
embarrassing display."Nah," Andriel shook his head and slapped his cock into
submission. "I work hard and get hard. It is how I am.""Should tame it. Release fire within. Hard cock distracts.""Not me, dear friend. Not me," Andriel turned his head away
and walked between the bigger squashes, scanning the area for more gobblers. The
northman had a point. Ejaculation had been on Andriel's mind ever since he got
chased away from his first dog. He wanted to cum more than ever, but his hand
was a poor substitute for a warm tongue, and sweat an inconvenient replacement
for saliva. Andriel kept working until exhaustion. Sweat fell across his
skin in thin streams, reminding him of a dog's liquid seed. He liked to think
he was thoroughly covered in semen instead of sweat. A group of dogs just
spilled their burden all over his naked skin, marking him as their own. Andriel's
cock became aflame with lust. It jerked once, spilling its sticky ooze in a
sharp, rapid stream. Andriel clenched his jaw at the surge of pleasure. His
muscles clenched and his body became stiff as he released another spurt, then another.
He remained hard as stone even after his fluid was spent, hinting only at a pre
ejaculation. "Hhhhaaah!" Andriel panted, looking at the stain on his
pants. It became noticeable as the fluid soaked into the fabric. "Release," the northman repeated. Andriel made an annoyed comment about his shaggy hair and
went a few paces away. He didn't only want a dog, but food too. His grumbling
stomach had been begging for sustenance since the sun reached its zenith, and
Andriel only had stale water to drink. He suckled the waterskin down to the
last drop, then stuck his tongue inside the opening. It was wide enough for a
dog's cock. Maybe Andriel could fill it up with something more consistent. The
boost in energy certainly worth the hassle, if he had enough time to collect
from both dogs. He thought on it, searching for ways how to get the two dogs
together until heavy banging distracted him.Andriel looked towards the inner yard, where all the other
farmhands were heading."Meal time," the northman grunted and departed with quick
strides. Andriel smiled and followed him all the way to the table. He
ate broth, a few scraps of meat, tough bread and aged cheese. The others
thoroughly enjoyed their meals, eating like ravenous beasts. Andriel took it slower,
looking around between every bite. The dining table was out in the open,
feeding farmhands and farmers alike. The overseers busied themselves with two
tankards of something, while the farmer was in a heated conversation with his
wife. His two kids were two real pests, distracting and stealing his attention
from his crew. Andriel bid his time. Aside from the overseers, all men only
had eyes for the food in front of them. Nobody left the table for at least half
an hour. Once the meal was finished, the farmer sent everyone back to work.
Andriel purposefully left more leftovers into his plate. He lied to the farmer about
his scarce needs where food was involved. The man insisted, urging him to feast
and recover his strength, but Andriel declined. He needed a solid excuse to skip
meals. Ultimately, the farmer conceded. More time spent working and less eating
was too convenient."Do as you wish, lad," he told Andriel before heading back
to his family.With the deal struck, Andriel allowed his northman to clean
up everything and returned to the fields with a stomach half sated and a cock
more hungry than all the other farmhands combined. Andriel didn't even touch
it. He knew that the slightest nudge around the tip of his cock triggered the
release of his seed. So he worked, and clubbed, and sweated until the sun
turned orange and the bell rang once again."Tell them I am still in the fields, then eat my whole
rations," Andriel commanded, hot with excitement.The grizzled northman bowed his head and ran. Andriel did
too, only that he headed towards the small grove sheltering the two dogs. He
looked left and right, making sure nobody was in sight before he approached the
two barking dogs.Andriel's heart pounded, and his cock throbbed even harder
with every step he took. He was about to be alone with two horny male dogs...And by the looks of it, he wasn't the only one getting
excited. Chaser jumped and ran around, woofing and whining, while Storm barked
from a stationary position. He was the calmer of the two, despite the
suggestive name. "Shhh, easy!" he extended his hands towards the barking
dogs. "Be quiet, you bloody mutts."The promise of contact made them even wilder. The dogs
thrashed and pulled, testing the strength of the iron chain binding them to the
trees. Andriel rushed towards Chaser first. He was a lot more restless and
barked louder than a lion's roar. He jumped on his hind legs, kicking the air and squirting streams of excitement
from his tensing cock. Andriel quickened his pace, tongue restless inside his
mouth. He wanted to take that cock into his mouth, stretch the sheath all the
way to the knot, and then plug that in too until his throat stood thoroughly filled.First though, he had to make acquaintance. Even if Chaser seemed friendly, he could still be adverse to strangers. Andriel approached
until he was only an arm distance away. Chaser panted happily, then dropped on
his back, rolling on the ground with a full erection stretching the insides of
his cream furred sheath. He was a beautiful dog, with a build slightly larger
than normal and a coat dashed with all manner of whites, blacks, and browns.
Andriel looked between the animal's legs, licking his dry lips at the delicious
sight of swollen canine cock. "You're such a young beauty," Andriel crouched, pushing his
hand towards the dog's muzzle. Chaser whined and licked quickly, dashing his
moist tongue between Andriel's fingers. Gods, that warmth felt divine.Andriel allowed him to lick and nibble on his fingers. "Shh. Be calm, be calm," Andriel whispered, stroking down
the animal's tawny chin. The dog whined excitedly, eagerly wrapping his
forepaws around his arm and thrusting into the air. A hard jet of pre left his
tensing cock, smearing Andriel's chest with a warm jet of precum. That felt so hot,
so delightful...Andriel crouched, ignoring his raging erection. He wanted to taste the dogs first, and ease his thirst with their seed before filling their cute muzzles. Chaser had no patience for that. The savage scents of soiled cock enticed him. He
stretched his head, sniffing and licking wildly through Andriel's soaked
leggings. The saliva soaked through the fabric along with the
unbearable friction. Andriel groaned and throbbed hard, almost spilling his
seed through his leggings."Nggh, lickhs," he growled, subduing the dog's head with his
left hand. "No licks."Chaser pawed and whined helplessly inside his fetters. Andriel trapped his muzzle inside a hand, making sure that tongue remained in once place while he stroke and explored Chaser's chest. He was a beautiful dog, with a cream belly and a perfectly shaped
cock. His pride was thick, webbed with violet veins, and had an evenly pointed
tip that throbbed and spasmed. His excitement was obvious, both from his
throbbing cock and the frenzied licks he launched against Andriel's hand.Andriel closed his eyes, sighing happily. He waited a long
time for this, and he wanted that tongue in better places. Turning around, he
straddled Chaser on each side. The urge to hump his cock became as pressing as
his seed, but Andriel bit back the urge. He cupped Chaser's head with both
hands and bowed his head towards his drooling tongue. Chaser whined happily and
licked Andriel all over his face. His tongue danced along the sweaty skin, clearing every trace of liquid. Andriel chuckled, allowing the dog's tongue
warm tongue to fully explore his mouth once Chaser found his lips. He was eager and warm, with a delicious
tongue and silky dense fur."Alright alright, I love you too," Andriel gently pushed the
fleshy tongue out, looking into the dog's eager eyes. He was young and healthy,
with sparkling amber eyes, a cute cream muzzle, and dark splotches around his
eyes. Andriel kissed his nose and dug his head below his neck, inhaling the
animal's wild scent. Chaser hugged him with his forepaws, whining softly. He smelled faintly of grass and
blossoming trees, stirring Andriel's need. He wanted more than licks and hugs.
He needed a proper drink, but not before fully enjoying what Chaser had to offer. Andriel
massaged and ruffled the soft fur, crawling back until he met the animal''s hind paws.
He squished the soft pads warmly between the fingers, feeling the exquisite warmth of
the pads. "You are beautiful, Chaser... so beautiful," Andriel whispered
as he slid further down. He massaged the muscular flanks and felt
around the animal's stretched sheath. His cock was hard, ready to spill his
seed. Andriel pushed his tented penis against the dog's, moaning wildly when a
spurt shot through his pants. The warmth soaked into his flesh, tingling his
overly sensitive head to the point of bursting. "Ghaah!" Andriel
hissed, frozen with desire. Chaser bent his head, sniffing the savage scents trapped inside
Andriel's leggings. Andriel pushed him away, barely avoiding his moist tongue.
The dog's lips trembled with eagerness, and his tongue licked at the air, eager
to get a taste of sweaty human cock. The musk must have driven him mad with
lust and curiosity, and Andriel scratched his arm to prevent himself from
giving in to his lust. "No licks now, dear," he grabbed the dog's muzzle and silenced
him. "I need a drink, and your juicy cock will serve that purpose well."The mutt whimpered and wagged his tail over his erection,
eager for more strokes. Andriel sniffed and even licked around the animal's sheath, savoring a taste of his cock before touching it. He slid a hand behind the pink cock, feeling the tension underneath. Chaser got was reasonably hard. His engorged cock stretched the base of the sheath where the twin bumps of his knot pressed
against the skin. Andriel cupped the cock between two fingers and pulled it
back, unleashing a whimper from the animal's throat and a steady dripping of
fluids from his cock. He was so moist and eager! Andriel took a deep breath and moaned,
savoring the dog's musk before going down on him. He opened his lips just
enough, pressed his tongue flat against his mouth, and took Chaser's cock inside
with a slow, tantalizing motion. Chaser's whimper climbed a pitch higher. He pushed inside
with a strong thrust, eager to spend his seed. Tastes of all kind assaulted Andriel's tongue,
but most of all, seed. Warmth triggered the dog's mounting instinct, and he
arched his back, pushing past Andriel's restless tongue. Spurts of heated fluid assaulted Andriel's mouth.He slurped
and swallowed the rich fluid, savoring the unique taste of canine semen. The
precum was slightly salty, complementing the milky lubrication quite well.
Andriel swirled his tongue around the tip. The small area around the squirting
hole was quite erogenous for a canine, and Chaser burst, spurting out two quick
waves of canine semen. Andriel allowed it to spill and brushed past the cock,
following the throbbing meat all the way to the entrance of the sheath. The
skin was tight and stretched, allowing only a brief tongue penetration. Andriel scooped as much of the milky residue as he could,
playing his tongue tip around the sheath and suckling until it gave no more. Chaser found
the touch quite stimulating. His thrusts picked up, shoving the throbbing cock
deeper into Andriel's mouth.The warm spurts and the unexpected jabs filled Andriel's
mouth. He pulled back swallowing all the pooling seed with a satisfied sigh. "You taste so good, you bloody mutt," he smiled in
appreciation to the crimson cock throbbing before his eyes. Chaser still thrust,
and Andriel still licked and sniffed around his eager cock. He got poked
against an eye, inside a nostril, and all over his face. Andriel allowed him to
hump freely, delighting in the warm jets of semen. He contemplated freeing the
knot and enjoying a whole cascade of semen when the desperate barks of his
companion became too annoying."Shush!" he turned around to face Storm. He wagged his tail happily, bowing and whining for
something. Andriel thought he was staring at him until Chaser kicked his legs. He
scrambled on his paws, then strained against his chain, yelping at his
companion. His cock dangled and slapped between his legs, and Storm licked his
muzzle with lust at the sight of the oozing treat."They really want each other," Andriel realized. His cock
jolted, smearing a trail of precum against his leggings. That was so hot.
Andriel never saw two male dogs mating before. He needed to find a way to free
them, but until that he required some refreshment. Andriel crawled toward Chaser and gave his cock another lick."Sorry love," he ruffled the head of the coyote mix and
kissed his muzzle. "I want to sample you both, and your friend is dripping with
eagerness."The big black got quite excited as Andriel approached. He
yipped and barked eagerly, walking this way and that until Andriel laid a hand
on his head. He became completely still at that, staring with his lustful
emerald eyes and licking whatever he could with his broad tongue."Yes, be calm. I only seek to pleasure you, nothing else,"
Andriel whispered. He crouched and dived his head under the dog's belly,
settling his eyes on the sizable sheath dangling between his legs. Unlike his
companion, Storm was fully sheathed. No specks of pink escaped between the wet
grey lips of his tip, though signs of arousal were more than obvious. The
entrance was fully coated in a thick film of slime, oozing more with each jolt
of his cock. The cloudy fluid pooled at the base, dribbling like liquid honey.Andriel scrunched his face with desire and closed his eyes,
dashing a quick lick over the soaked sheath. The slime clung onto his tongue
like cream, with more flooding in when his tip pierced the dog's entrance.
Liquid smeared on his tongue, and warm flesh took him in like a bitch's hole.
Storm was literally overflowing, and Andriel slurped the tasty arousal before
it dribbled down his lips. He played it around his mouth, identifying the
diverse tastes before swallowing it with a long, needy moan. "Haaah, you're so delicious," Andriel smacked his lips and
assaulted the flooded sheath yet again. Storm placed a forepaw on his bare back, huffing excitedly as his sheath was being penetrated. Andriel pushed his tongue inside the fleshy
walls, penetrating the warm shelter with a slow thrust. Silky flesh surrounded
him, allowing his tongue to slide in like oil. Andriel suckled softly, urging
more fluids inside his mouth. The dog whined and arched his back, poking his
cock forth with a soft, uncertain thrust. Andriel allowed the hardening erection to slide just past
his tongue. He wanted to explore the insides of the sheath a bit more, and
experience every joy the warm shelter had to offer. With a slow, circular
motion, he rubbed his tongue on both flesh and cock alike, inserting his tongue
deeper. The warmth increased, as did the dog's throbbing need. Andriel moaned
softly, savoring the male's arousal. The spasms only encouraged him to quicken
his slurps, but he wanted a lot more than a simple taste. Andriel pushed his
head forth, taking the whole furred sheath inside his mouth. Warmth surrounded
the dog's cock, presenting an ideal place to spill his seed into. Storm got up on
his fours, then thrust, poking his growing erection into Andriel's throat. Andriel barely adjusted his head before the cock
slid hard into his mouth, poking the emerging tip into his very throat.Unlike last time, Andriel didn't choke. Storm's cock wasn't
fully hard, and no seed escaped his pointy tip yet. He took that opportunity to
bob his head back and forth, sucking the moistened sheath with wet, slurpy
noises. Fur and skin alike entered his mouth, combining their unique fragrance
with the taste of dog cock. Andriel found that highly arousing. His cock rammed
his leggings relentlessly, eager to unleash the seed trapped within.Andriel closed his eyes and focused on the dog. He wanted to enjoy him now. Storm lifted
his leg, stumbling awkwardly on his three remaining paws. Andriel licked
greedily, emboldened by the animal's exposed gender. The lump of his knot
became more noticeable with every throb, and the grey balls resting under the
bushy tail were plump and heavy with unspent seed. "Gah," Andriel drew back, swallowing every drop of the
acquired fluids. "I want you, dog," he said, placing the animal's front paws on
each of his shoulders. "I want you to get hard, and then I want to suck every
last drop of your delicious seed."Storm's tongue dashed all over Andriel's head. He took it
inside his mouth a few time, but his eyes lingered on Chaser. He whined and
bowed and jumped, becoming increasingly desperate at the sight and smell of
dripping cock. Andriel could do nothing about that aside from sating his own
thirst. He slid a hand along Storm's lubricated sheath, gripping just behind
the knot. The dog's black paws paws twitched, trembling with eagerness. Andriel took a deep breath, then started stroking him off. Storm
thrust hard into the gripping hand. He grew a lot quicker than expected,
pulsating with untamed lust. Within several throbs, the dog was fully hard,
squirting his seed hard against Andriel's face. "Yesss," Andriel closed his eyes, enjoying the smell, touch,
and taste of fresh seed. "Unload all your burdens, friend. Fill me with your
warmth."Storm thrust harder and faster. Andriel gripped and pressed
the expanding knot inside his clenching fingers. It became harder than stone,
stretching the sheath to its very limits. The dog was very eager to bury it
deep, and with a quick tug of his fingers, Andriel pushed it out of its
shelter.Storm whimpered loudly. His jets were strong and healthy, worthy of a young male. Andriel
directed the stream all over his face, washing himself in hot streams of seed
before directing the erupting seed back into his mouth. He swirled his tongue
around, allowing the semen to pool inside before swallowing it all in one
single gulp."More," Andriel demanded. He took the whole thick cock into
his mouth, allowing it to slide freely all the way in. Storm's rock hard flesh
throbbed harder inside, unloading its content straight into Andriel's throat. He gagged a few times, but he allowed Storm to ejaculate without restrictions. The intense warmth was more than gratifying. Few things were more pleasant than
being filled by a dog, and Andriel wondered if he could take this a step
further. He wanted to taste and lick the whole cock, knot included. Slowly, he widened his jaws and pushed forward, taking the
swollen lumps little by little. The flesh was unbearably hard, and Andriel paid
extra attention not to scratch the sensitive cock with his teeth. He moved to
the side, taking one lump inside his mouth before moving onto the other.It was big. Much too big, but Storm cared little for what a
human could or could not take. With a wild push, he thrust his whole length
into Andriel's throat, sliding all the way to his balls. Andriel's breath almost cut, and his throat spasmed. The friction rubbed Storm's tip, and the eruption of hot air melted his resolve. With a long yowl, Storm
howled his climax. Vicious spurts of seed shot hard and deep, filling Andriel
with more fluid than he could handle. He swallowed greedily, taking the dog's
wild musk with every breath. Having a whole knot in the mouth was less than
ideal. Every throb smacked the cock against the roof of Andriel's mouth,
sending waves of canine semen before he was even ready to swallow. Seed soon started
pooling inside his ballooning lips, flowing through the narrow gaps in quick
streams. Soon, Andriel's mouth dribbled with streams of semen. His lips became
fatigued, and his cheeks burned from the stretching. Only the dog kept panting
and spurting, happy that he lodged his knot in such a warm, tight shelter.Andriel swallowed and endured until the pressure became too
much. He opened his mouth so wide it popped and spat the knot out along with an
avalanche of hot, sticky semen."Gaaah!" He breathed deeply, enjoying a mouthful of fresh
air. Storm turned around and licked his cock eagerly. He wrapped his tongue around the tip, slurping the erupting semen. Andriel too joined, licking Storm's cock greedily. The dog noticed that and turned his tongue upon Andriel. He
shoved his tongue inside his open mouth, sneaking his broad length along every
corner. Andriel suckled on it, pressing his lips against Storm's teeth. He
enjoyed a series of wet, long kisses before his raging cock became impossible
to ignore."My turn," Andriel rushed to his tented leggings. He barely pulled
them down when a sharp whistle sent a shiver up his spine. "God's throbbing cock," Andriel cursed, getting up on
unsteady legs. His balls felt heavy with unspent seed, and his crotch tingled
and hurt. The stain between his legs became a lot more obvious, and when he
looked inside the leggings, Andriel was treated with sticky ropes of precum."Great. Just great," he mumbled. Storm comforted him with a
few more licks until he caught interest in the thing bobbing between Andriel's
legs."Not now," Andriel growled grumpily and scampered away. It
hurt to leave the delightful company of two horny dogs, yet the danger of being
caught outweighed the heaviness of his balls. Andriel bit back his spite and
ran. Only a few hours separated him from a proper licking. He endured a day
without releasing. What was that compared to a few hours of hard labor?