Unfinished
Some super short stories I never got around to properly finishing. Had them sitting around for a while with no inspiration to continue, so figured I'd put them together and post them. People might like them, after all.
Locker Room Lion - Dog guy gets caught sniffing Lion's jockstrap. Lion decides to play with him a bit
Good Pup - Master fucks his Pup while Pup thinks about how great it is
Good to be the Boss - Bear boss gives in to his urges and lets eager employee show his appreciation for nuzzling bulges
Locker Room Lion
"Having fun?"
I leapt up from the bench at the voice, dick dropping from my grasp and pulling the jock from my face. My heart pounded as I saw my observer. It was him. The lion I'd been fantasising about. The lion whose jock I'd been sniffing when he caught me. My mind groped around for some excuse and my muzzle hung open, but nothing was coming to me. The lion strode toward me and I instinctively stepped back, but it didn't take long before my back hit the lockers and there was nowhere else to run. I was cornered.
The lion lifted my arm and took the jockstrap I was holding, unfolding it and taking a look.
"I was wondering where this had gone. Enjoying my musky jock, pup?"
I still couldn't say anything. My cheeks were burning bright red and I was acutely aware of my still semi erect dick leaking between my legs.
"Cat got your tongue, huh?" The lion's grin was predatory, revealing rows of sharp teeth. "That's fine."
Suddenly his arm was across my neck, making me yelp as I was pushed against the wall. I felt his body press against mine and the heat of him through his clothes. I knew he was tall, but at this range he seemed to tower over me. I whimpered and braced myself for the worst.
I felt the fabric against my tongue as he pushed the jock into my muzzle, forcing my jaws wide around the dirty jock. The taste hit me soon after, rough and primal and male, and before I could think my tongue was working to get more. I could still smell his strong scent and once again wondered how long it had been since he washed it.
"Is that what the puppy wanted?" The lion crooned. "Mouth full of the big lions dirty undies?"
I huffed and wriggled against him. Even if I could reply I wasn't sure what to say. The lion didn't seem too concerned with feedback anyway.
"Dirty little bitch." He said, reaching down and gripping my semi erect shaft, making me squirm as he squeezed some pre from it. "And you didn't even get to finish. Let me help you with that."
I was at a complete loss as to what to do. The musk I had no choice but to taste was making thinking hard, add to that the paw now rhythmically massaging at my cock and I was completely beyond reasonable thought. Not to mention the sheer absurdity of the situation. Here he was, the lion I'd spent all year admiring, using me in ways I'd always secretly hoped he would. I was in heaven. This had to be a dream.
I felt his hot breath on my neck as he lowered his head and jumped as he nipped at my neck. Unable to control myself, I thrust into his warm paw, shooting more pre and moaning. He chuckled long and deep, and pressed against him like I was I felt it reverberate from his chest to mine. It felt amazing in ways I was in no state to find words to describe, every nip at my neck and stroke on my dick drawing more embarrassing noises which were barely muffled by the jock still jammed inside my maw. Through the haze of pleasure I was vaguely aware of how much noise I was making, moaning lustily into the jock as he stroked my hard dick and assaulted my neck with bites and kisses, but I couldn't bring myself to care.
Good Pup
My arms and knees are getting tired from holding myself up, but I'm far too lost in pleasure to think too much about it. My shackled wrists don't afford much mobility, nor does the end of the leash I have clasped to my collar being tied around the bedpost, but even had I been completely unbound there was nowhere else I wanted to be right now than under my master.
A thrill flows through me as he grips my tail at the base, pulling it upwards, allowing his thick cock unrestricted access as he plows at my ass. My tail was always to be raised when master was using me and I was always happy to raise it for him, but it must have flagged amidst the throes of our fucking. Or perhaps he just wanted to grab it, but either way I was more than happy to let him do it. I wanted nothing more than to give him pleasure, and if I could give him any even half as much as what he was giving me right now I would be happy.
My moans come loud and unhindered as I feel him push deeper into me, knot hitting against my ass on the occasional long thrust. It feels amazing and I can't help but push back into each thrust, hoping to get it just that little bit deeper. With his free paw he curls his fingers into the space between my neck collar giving it a sharp tug and matching it with a particularly forceful thrust. I yelp as my head is pulled back, then fall into a long groan as he eases his grip and returns to the usual rhythm. My head drops, tongue lolling out of my maw in absolute ecstasy. I hear him growl as his fingers rub at my neck.
"Good pup"
Good to be the Boss
'I could get used to this' The large bear thought as he reclined in his office chair, widening his legs to allow the dog kneeling between them better access to his crotch. It wasn't something he usually did, fucking his employees, but around this time the workplace always became a race of ass kissing and one-upmanship as everyone began competing for the bonus. Mind you, the new guy was the first to take the ass kissing part literally.
He'd seen the dog around the office a few times, with his cute strut and (probably deliberately) too tight pants that made it next to impossible not to stare at his butt. Or that was the case for the bear, at least, but he did have a weakness for such things. It was really only a matter of time before the dog would find himself in the bear's office and sucking his cock. He hadn't expected the dog to make the first move, but he wasn't going to complain about it. He was quite happy to be handed such a perfect opportunity to indulge his dominant side that had been nagging at him every time he saw the dog, and it didn't take long after the initial pass for him to order the dog to his knees and tell him to start servicing his crotch.
The dog had been all too happy to oblige, practically lunging forward to unbutton his boss' pants and expose the underwear clad bulge below. It was hot in the office and the bear was fully aware of the strong musk that tended to create on him during long days, but the dog didn't seem to mind. In fact, if anything it seemed to spur him on, as once he'd gotten his boss' pants open he leant forward, pressing his sandy muzzle against the bulge before beginning to sniff and nuzzle at the area. The bear couldn't help but growl, the eager little bitch pressing all of his buttons, and pressed one of his large paws against the back of the dog's head, forcing his nose to bury further into the musky confines of his underwear, which was already struggling to contain his growing arousal.
"Yeah boy, you like having my cock rubbed against your face, don't you?" The bear growled, rolling his hips to grind against the dog's muzzle.
"Yes Siiiiir." The dog said, though it was barely audible, his mouth much too busy kissing at and being pressed against his boss' bulge. Still, even without the paw on his head holding him in place he still probably wouldn't have paused his eager nuzzling to reply properly. The thought made the bear grunt, thrusting against the dog, and he felt some pre leak from the tip of his cock. Damn, it was getting too tight down there...
Gripping the dog's head, the bear pulled him away from his task, almost laughing at what he saw. The fur on the dog's muzzle was in disarray, sticking in all directions and covered with sweat. His tongue hung from his mouth, still eager for something to lap at. The bear grinned. He couldn't wait to fuck that muzzle.
"Alright boy," The bear said, pulling down his underwear to free his semi erect cock. "Time to get to work."