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"Don't think I didn't notice you watchin' me least year." purred the jackal wide receiver, unlacing the front of his black and crimson football pants. Buck let a small sound slip from his lips, the fully geared and heavily built boar shifting in place on his knees as he waited and watched.

"Yeah, kinda obvious about it too." The jackal grunted lowly, withdrawing the overstuffed pouch of his jockstrap. Buck was glad he hadn't made the jump to compression shorts either. He boldly pressed his snout against the jackal's jock without a word. It was a little more than an hour before the game, but the canine was still pleasantly musky and the brawny boar salivated from the aroma.

"Fuck. You want it bad don't you?" The jackal posed the question as he yanked his jockstrap down and looped the waistband under his balls, letting his heavy shaft sway from the abrupt motion. Thick beads of precum were already starting the gather at the slit. Instead of marveling at the size of the lean jackal's knotted cock or complementing the prominent organs that hung underneath, Buck just grabbed the canine's hips and opened his maw as wide as he could, gagging hard as he took the mighty cock in a single motion.

The boar of course over-estimated his skills, gagging hard as he forced the throbbing shaft right against the back of his throat. He tried pull off the meaty dick, but the jackal already had a tight grip on him, one hand holding the back of Buck's head and the other gripped tightly around his tusk. Buck managed to keep calm though, breathing hard though his nose which only took in the scent the dark crotch fur, and swallowing ravenously, which only drew more pre out of the member buried between his lips.

"Awfffuck. Little too eager there, huh?" Chided the jackal, giving the back of the boar's neck and gentle rub as he spoke. "Think you're up to letting me fuck that muzzle?"

Buck turned his eyes up at the canine, trying his best to nod around the dick in his throat before finally giving a muffled. "Mmhm."

"Thatta boy. Hands behind your back now, I don't need any help." Commanded the Jackal, and the boar complied, holding his hands against the small of his back and steeling himself. Buck couldn't have braced himself enough. The jackal drove hard into the boar's throat, only to jerk his cock out to the head and slam inward again. Buck's gag reflex barely had the time to trigger with the rapid thrusts, coughing up saliva instead of anything unpleasant. Above the boar, the jackal growled loudly around his teeth while he pounded away, powerful hips and legs cramming his ruddy colored shaft deep into the Buck's offered throat. The canine's tight grip loosened slightly, allowing the ever greedy Buck to meet the jackal's powerful thrusts. He helped fuck his own muzzle, drool and precum running down into his cropped beard as he busied himself with stretching his throat wider over the shaft. Buck kept a tight seal around the jackal, unable to truly suck on the heavy cock, however his wide tongue was able to move in waves from tip to swollen root.

With an impassioned snarl the jackal abruptly yanked his cock from Buck's muzzle, leaving the boar to catch himself and his breath while the wide receiver began to jerk himself off. Buck groaned as he panted, watching through lidded eyes as the canine fisted his almost disproportionally large dick. The shaft glistened thanks to Buck's ministrations, though the boar only had a few seconds to admire the cock before the jackal's free hand grabbed one of his tusks and forced his snout against the throbbing, knotted base.

Buck's eyed crossed before snapping shut as the canine erupted against him. The boar expected the jackal to be a shooter but this time he underestimated the intensity of the him. Loud moans rose in the jackal's chest, and his balls tensed close to his body, shooting hard over the prostrated boar with near violent force. Buck couldn't see but he could feel, and most definitely smell the massive load soak into his short fur, each thick bolt of seed landing right where the jackal aimed. As his climax tapered off, the jackal kindly wrenched the boar's maw open to let the last few squirts land along the wide tongue which the boar eagerly lapped up.

"Whew, pretty good with your muzzle." Sighed the Jackal, rubbing some of his musky cum along the boar's tusks while he held his still throbbing shaft gingerly. "Lemme see if your ass is as good."

Buck opened an eye but the jackal was already behind him, forcing him onto all fours and roughly working his pants down but keeping the boar's jockstrap in place above his the whip-like tail. The jackal placed the thick head of his cock between the boar's round, firm cheeks, and pressed forward, coaxing Buck's tight pucker open around him. He snorted and groaned but Buck managed to take all of the jackal's giant member, the messy blow job having helped quite a bit.

The canine gripped the boar's hips tight and guided him into long and even paced thrusts. Buck let out a breathless groan as his prostate met the jackal's thick tool, the gland being bullied with slow pumps as they built the rhythm.

"Shit...You're tight. Or am I just that big." The jackal teased, giving a half thrust that nudged his swollen knot right against the boar's ass. Buck leaned back into the lengthy thrusts now, finally catching onto the canine's guidance, making their rough coupling all that much deeper. The jackal sped his bucking hips, pushing marginally deeper into the boar's rump. Buck shook and tensed as he was mounted, squeezing as tightly as he could around the jackal when he slid in, and sighing raggedly as he pulled out.

Buck's cock jerked and flexed within the pouch of his jock, drizzling precum over the fabric as the jackal's thick, long cock coaxed it out of him. The boar's endowment was stout and thick and had made many moan over its size, but he barely noticed it as he was reamed by the jackal. His jersey rode up his body, obscuring his name and number but allowing the male buried under his tail to watch the broad expanse of his back flex in an attempt to brace against the savage breeding.

The sounds of fur and sweat soaked flesh echoed in the locker room with muted growls and groans of bliss mixed in between. The jackal traded his long plunges for shorter, deeper ones, each one punctuated by a clipped grunt. With vigorous pumps, the jackal leaned over the boar, gripping the brawny shoulders and forcing his chest down and his ass up, the perfect angle for jackhammering into the needy boar.

As the jackal pumped with wild abandon he could feel the familiar stir against the back of his balls, his first climax doing little to stave off the second. The canine reached under the boar and groped hard over the filled and bulging jock between the boar's meaty thighs, drawing a stiff moan out of Buck who ground himself into the offered mitt. Buck writhed and groaned as he humped the jackal's open palm, the slight friction just enough to drive him toward his climax. The jackal waited until he felt the first hot burst into his hand before he pulled the bigger man into a powerful thrust, cramming his orange sized knot into the boar with little warning.

A breathless squeal leapt from the boar's muzzle as his cock tensed and erupted more cum than he knew he had in him, while his abused tunnel struggled to adjust around the knot. With his entire manhood locked within the tight and hot confines of the prone boar, the jackal came again. He let loose thick ropes of his seed against Buck's quivering walls while Buck made a thick mess of his jock. The jackal's second orgasm only lasted a half as long as his first but Buck's held for several long minutes, the huge man moaning into his forearm while his cum soaked jock began to drip onto the cool floor.

"Damnit." Panted the sweating jackal, pulling his cum soaked hand from under the boar and sampling some of the flavorful spunk. "Guess you boars can shoot for a while."

Buck kept going for a while longer thanks to the throbbing knot mashed against his prostate, forcing him to empty his heavy balls and leaving him a mewling mess by the time he was spent. Once Buck has ceased his deluge, the jackal's knot had drained enough for him to tug free off the boar's vice-like tunnel, grinning darkly as he flicked up an ear.

"Awh fuck. Sounds like your team." The jackal stated, casually lacing up his pants before standing up. The boar was less graceful, scrambling to his feet and tugging his pants up and over his flooded jock as he now heard the team over the rushing blood in his ears. The jackal stood before him, grinning widely as he licked Buck's nose.

"Try to focus on the game yeah? I don't wanna win because you're distracted by the scent of my jizz." Said the jackal before he jogged out of the locker room just in time to miss a few of Buck's teammates, who had a few questions about the smell in the air and the cloudy puddle on the floor.

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Buck was still riding off the high of his victory by the time he wandered back to his hotel room. His buzz was so pleasant that he barely noticed the folded bundle placed neatly on the bed. He shucked off his jacket as he lumbered over to it. He unwrapped a jersey, but instead of his team's colors, it was black and crimson and instead of his number it was someone else's. Buck was ready to toss the jersey away but as he lifted it up it a familiar black jockstrap and a note fell to the bed. He paused for a long moment, then leaned in to sniff the jersey, it smelled of aggression and arousal and canine. He lifted the jock and brought that to his nose, shuddering deeply as it smelled the same, only much stronger.

Buck's pants began to tent as he inhaled the scent from the game jersey once more, picking up the note.

'Good game. Next time I see you, I want my name across your back and my jock hanging from your tusks.' It read, followed by a phone number and no signature. Buck tossed his prize down and worked off his clothes, trying his best to figure out the best angle to take a photo of his backside.