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Alister Carbine stood in front of the large window of the upper level of his spacious, multi-level penthouse, the human with tank skin, silver hair, and goatee overlooking the city below him wearing nothing but his robe, being the owner of one of the biggest technological, multinational companies had… quite the perks. The city sprawled in front of him, looking down with a glass of wine in hand at the people walking about their day, the floating and flying cars passing each other back and forth through the maze that was the main streets.

He took a final sip of his wine before placing the empty glass among the dirty dishes in the sink in the island kitchen's sink, just as the doors to his penthouse flung open. “We're heeere~!" He turned to the entrance and smiled as he saw the men that walked in, making his way down to greet them.

Five young men stepped into the penthouse one after the other, all muscular and heavily or athletically built, a heavily built rottweiler with a small, semi-flat musclegut, a samoyed and shiba inu with heavy upper bodies, a buff beagle with abnormally long ears, and an athletic golden retriever, all of them also had quite the impressive, but variously sized bulges in their pants. The one with the booming voice as they entered was the rottweiler, who walked all the way over to Alister, taking him into a tight and strong hug. “Good morning, boss!" All of them were wearing outfits that outlined and/or showed off their bodies and physiques.

“Good morning to you, too, Rhody. Now please put me down." He greeted him back with a few pats to his thick arm, once he was set back down, taking in the sight of the earrings on the left ear that faintly glinted in the light, he adjusted his robe once again. “So, what did you guys want to meet me for?"

The beagle, Sebastian, walked up first, pulling the blushing golden retriever, his ears were so long that they dropped over his beefy-looking pecs that were slightly stretching his tank top, with two ear gauges just below the tips of his ears. “First, we wanted to introduce the new guy to our group. Boss, this is Richie~!"

Richie, the short-furred golden retriever reached one hand nervously over to the human. “Name's Richard, sir." Alister gave him a look over, taking in how his t-shirt hugged his figure, as well as the hunt of a tattoo that poked out from under the collar on the left side of his neck.

Alister took the canine's hand into his, giving it a firm shake. “A pleasure to meet you. New employee, by any chance?"

“That's… up to you to decide, as I was told." Richie rubbed the back of his head bashfully, letting out a small, nervous chuckle.

Raising his brow, Alister looked over at Sebastian, who explained. “We've seen him dance, boss. He's really good and was looking for a job, so we thought we'd introduce him to you, directly." Besides his business, Alistar also owns the biggest nightclub in the city, with these young men, excluding Richie for now, being employees he handpicked himself.

“I see, I see." He rubbed his goatee in thought with one hand. “I'm still gonna have to see what he's got, myself. And can you three pigs stop raiding my fridge?" He didn't even look back into the kitchen as he said that.

Rhody, the samoyed Kane, and the shiba inu Satsuki were clamoring around the open fridge, picking out wrapped up dishes and some other stuff laying in there. Rhody himself had a sausage in his mouth as they were called out, slurping it into his mouth before speaking. “Sorry boss. Haven't had breakfast, yet."

Alister let out a sigh and just gave them the silent go-ahead to grab whatever they want, he can always cook something for himself later, he turned back towards Richie and Sebastian. “Let me get changed and I'll see what you got afterward. Sebastian, you're on prep duty." Then left them to get changed and for the canines to do their thing.

Sebastian gave Richie a firm pat on the shoulder to get his attention. “Come on, let's get you changed into something more fitting." He lead the golden retriever to one of the two guest rooms that they use on occasion, both being spacious with two king-sized beds each, a pair of nightstands, a widescreen TV with a small shelf under it, and two wardrobes, picking out something snug for him to wear. “Perfect~"

“Do I really have to wear that?" Richie asked with a blush as he stretched the elastic speedo that was offered to him. “Seems… too small…"

“But hella stretchy. Come on, we all wear something similar when we work and they're pretty comfortable." Sebastian took a seat on the bed as he waited for the retriever to change. Seeing the nervous glances in his direction, Sebastian chuckled slightly. “Dude, that cutesy-blushy attitude might work on some clients, but it's not gonna get you anywhere in the long run. You're gonna change in front of others a lot once you start working with us, so it's better if you start now."

Letting out a sigh, Richie began taking off his clothes, first came off the t-shirt, showing off a solid build with a tribal tattoo that cover his shoulder, pec, and side of the neck, after that came off the pants and shoes… then, after some hesitation, the boxers were off. He then slipped the speedo on, pulled on the string and letting it gently slap back into place, then giving the hefty bulge that formed in the front a couple of curious bounces. “Huh… this is actually pretty snug."

“Told ya~" Sebastian walked up to him, tugging at the speedo to make sure it was in the right place. “There, that should do it." He confirmed with a small swat to Richie's rear. “Now come on, the boss is sure to be waiting for us upstairs."

“Wait… I have to walk all the way wearing this?" Richie asked gesturing to his only article of clothing that didn't really hide much, if anything. Seeing the 'Are you serious?' look from Sebastian, he let out a sigh and began walking obediently.

Once they were out of the room and passed the living room where the others were watching a game show of sorts, Rhody turned to them and let out a loud whistle that caught the attention of Satsuki and Kane. “Looking good there, Richie!" The samoyed and shiba inu gave their own cheers and hollers at the passing canine.

Despite feeling embarrassed for having to parade around the penthouse with very little clothing, the cheers actually made him feel good about himself, but not enough to get rid of his nerves completely. They arrived at the upper floor, which was pretty much a mini-lounge and office, with a door on the side that leads to the bedroom, Alistar was sitting at a wide desk with his back to a window wall, wearing a business suit with dark colors, tapping away at his laptop until Sebastian and Richie arrived. “Ah, looking pretty good there, Richard."

Sebastian leaned back on the desk while Richie stood in front of them, hands covering his crotch. “Alright…" Alistar started as he crossed his fingers and rested his chin on them. “The others told me that you want to work with 'the full experience, that true?" Richie silently nodded. “Speak up, boy." The human did raise his voice, but his tone was pretty intimidating.

“Y-yes, sir." Richie managed to squeak out, his voice cracking a tiny bit.

“Good…" Alistar reached for his phone, booted up the music player app and chose a song he usually uses when his boys are practicing… then started the music. “Let's see it." Was the simple instruction as he leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms. As the music started, Richie took a breath… let it out… then began dancing to the tune, showing some impressive flexibility as his hips twisted and swayed. However, he only danced for a few minutes before Alister got what he wanted. “Alright, that's enough." Then turned off the music.

Both Sebastian and Richie had worried looks on their faces, Alister barely let the music play before stopping. The human closed his eyes in thought for a few seconds, then looked straight at the golden retriever, who discretely, but visibly flinched. “Let me ask you: Do you really want this job?"

“Y-yes, sir! As Sebastian explained, I needed the money and… working at your club sounded easy enough…"

Alister gave Sebastian a side glare that caused the beagle to shrink a bit, but then let out a sigh before speaking. “Do you know, exactly, what it is that Sebastian and the others do at the club?" Seeing the confused and silent reaction of Richie, he continued. “Sure, they do go up on stage to dance, strip, pose, flex, generally show off to the audience, then there's the table waiting, taking orders, delivering food and drinks to certain tables." He held up one finger. “But… there is also servicing certain customers with your body." That made the golden retriever flinch a bit. “Yes. My club does provide such services, especially to VIP patrons and certain regulars, which means, if someone likes you enough, they might ask for you to offer your ass, mouth, dick, any part of their body for their pleasure. To a certain extent of course." He leaned forward on the desk, propping himself up with his forearms. “Do you and the others fool around or am I looking at a total virgin here?"

“No sir, we do fool around, on occasion." RIchie replied before gulping back some nerves.

“I see, I see." Alister rubbed his goatee a couple of times before speaking again. “Then there's your dancing." He paused to let that sink in for a second. “You have potential and you have the moves, that much is true. But your moves, as smooth as they were, felt… kinda forced." Richie raised one brow but remained silent. “It felt almost choreographed, predetermined. Dancing is all about letting yourself get lost in the song. Sure, some people practice, but that's the general idea: Letting your body create a muscle-memory for one song or another." Alistar shook his head disapprovingly. “Your moves? Not only did they look and feel forced, but they weren't matching with the music, at all."

Hearing the human speak made Richie shrink further and further down. “I… understand sir…"

Alistar let out a sigh. “Look, I'm not trying to discourage you from this job, if that's what you truly want, I did say you had potential and the skills, you're just using them wrong for this kind of gig." He tapped his cheek a couple of times with one finger. “Then there's the sex part. It's not mandatory, but I'm guessing you're determined to take on the 'full experience'? Can't blame you though, employees of that category, like Sebastian and the others, get paid more to do so. I'm guessing you're not comfortable being with strangers in such a scenario?"

Richie again, silently shook his head in the negative, then Sebastian suddenly piped in. “How about letting him go through your 'training course'? Minus a few steps since he's got most of it down?" That got the retriever's attention, but again remained silent.

“Nope, if he does, he'll take the full course. Different kinds of patrons would ask for those services, different species and sizes as well." Alistar turned back to Richie to explain. “My 'training course' is…" He went silent for a second… then pulled out his laptop from one of the desk's drawers, booted it up, then began typing and clicking away. “It's better if I showed you… here."

He gestured for Richie to come around to look at the screen, Sebastian doing the same on the other side, the video began playing, showing a lean dalmatian with a wide arm tank top, from the angle and the body language, this was clearly an interview, one that's taking place right in this same office. “I, of course, always let them know that I record these interviews." They heard the interview, it was pretty much similar to what Alistar was doing with Richie, somewhat similar questions and demonstrations, so on and so forth.

Then the video faded out to… what looked like a house or an apartment. “Oh, this is the good part." Sebastian mumbled to himself, licking his lips in anticipation, the video showed the very same dalmatian from earlier in the video pulling a pretty big box into the living room, began unboxing its contents and lining them up on the table… it was a set of dildos that formed quite the lewd ladder when set beside each other in order of size, the smallest one being something similar to a plug while the biggest was a horse's cock. “These toys are courtesy of our boss here. They have to record themselves as proof of using those toys and practicing with them in the proper order."

As Sebastian explained, the video showed a short montage of the dalmatian using the smaller toys in succession, then the video faded out to another scene again… this time, the dalmatian walked in with another person… “This part is a test, to make sure that they can handle the real deal." True to his words, the other person, a tiger from the looks of it, pulled out his cock and the dalmatian began, practically, worshipping it occasionally looking at the camera as he sucked on it like a popsicle, then the video time-skipped to when both canine and feline were naked and the dalmatian was riding that cock hard.

Watching this, Richie licked his own lips, his hand unconsciously rubbing at his growing speedo bulge. “When they reach a certain level, I hook them up with someone that is, approximately, the same size of the last, biggest dildo they used. As Sebastian said, to test if they can handle the real deal." The video ended with a slow-motion scene of the tiger blowing his load all over the dalmatian's face and chest, then another time-skip of the dalmatian giving a double thumbs up to the camera, face and chest still splattered in tiger jizz.

Alistar closed the video and turned his head to Richie. “So… we can simply hook you up with a waiting or stage gig, but you have to take this course if you want to go all the way. That means having sex with strangers and having it recorded. Don't worry though, these vids are only for me and they never see the light of day… unless the 'star' of these vids tells me that they want them posted somewhere."

“I'm… gonna have to think about it…" Richie said as he rubbed his arm nervously.

“Again, you're not forced to do any of this… but, the pay will be less." Alistar finished as he turned off his laptop.

Richie nodded his understanding. “Thank you for giving me your time, sir. I'll have to think about this for a while."

“Come on, lets get you dressed up." Sebastian ushered him back down and into the room, the TV watching trio not saying anything as they noticed the somber-ish mood around the golden retriever. A few seconds later, Sebastian and Richie got out of the room, the retriever wearing his normal clothes once again, and joined the others in the living room.

“So… you guys need help with those?" Kane asked as he pointed at the tenting boners in Sebastian's and Richie's pants. Without waiting for a reply, he sat beside Sebastian, groping and rubbing at his tent a few times, before taking out his impressive ten-incher, stroking him slowly as he pulled the beagle in for a deep kiss.

Meanwhile, Satsuki and Rhody were on either side of Richie, both of their big hands pawing and kneading at his growing bulge, showering his neck and face with kisses, licks, and the occasional soft nibble. Satsuki suddenly went down, pulling Richie's pants along to let his hard cock spring out at its full, girthy nine inches, tapping the shiba inu in the snout, kissing the tip a couple of times… then gobbled the entire thing up in one swoop, electing a loud and deep moan from RIchie… which was silenced by Rhody clamping his maw over the golden retriever's.

It didn't take long for them to be naked, their hard-earned bods and hard cocks on display, with Kane being the biggest of them, overall, in both height and dick size, not to mention those 'breeder bull' balls of his. Rhody meanwhile was rocking a pair of silver rings dangling from his meaty and semi-constantly perky nipples, Satsuki was tattooed up as well but his was more intense and artistic than Richie's, being an irezumi tattoo of a seastorm and cherry blossom petals that covered his chest, upper back, shoulders, and biceps, finally Sebastian, beside his ear piercings, he also had a tribal tattoo of a rose on his right pec, connected to a long, thorny vine that coiled around shoulder and bicep.

So, bit of an intermission here to showcase their sizes. First, in order of shortest to tallest:-

Richie = 5'7"

Satsuki = 5'9"

Sebastian = 6'4"

Rhody = 6'5"

Kane = 7'

Shortest to longest dick:-

Satsuki = 8"

Rhody = 8.6"

Richie = 9"

Sebastian = 10.2"

Kane = 12.6"

All humanoid in shape, unlike a few of their kin. And yes, they measured each other up in both areas one time, multiple times, so those numbers are accurate.

No returning back to our good boys, where Richie and Sebastian were bent over the living room table, getting railed from behind by Kane and Rhody, respectively, while Richie slurped and gagged on Satsuki's dick. The slapping of their bodies, accompanied by all the moaning, growling, and huffing echoed around the living room, not to mention the musk and heat emitting from their little gathering like a furnace, their bodies sending sweat splashing and raining in all directions.

“How about some early training, bro?" Rhody asked before suddenly moving back to sit down on the couch, pulling Richie along, grabbing onto his leg, and spreading them wide apart. “You know what to do, 'Tsuki."

Seeing the shiba walking closer, Richie realized what they were about to do. “Oh no, please…"

Rhody planted a firm kiss on the retriever's neck and cheek. “Calm down, just an early prep for the boss' training course. Relax and we'll take good care of ya."

This is gonna hurt, Richie was sure of that, but he trusted these guys so he took a deep breath and tried to relax, just as Satsuki pressed in… and the head just *schlupped* right in, electing a small yelp from Richie, as well as a loud moan from Satsuki and Rhody, the shiba inu slowly pushing in further and further until he felt his pelvis pressing against Richie's ass and his balls resting right on top of Rhody's. “Ffffuuuuuckkkk!" Called out both rottweiler and shiba.

“Gah-Guys…" Sebastian panted out, Kane not pulling back any punches, or thrusts in this case, even as the beagle was talking… or trying to, at least. “E-e-ease up on… ah fuck… on him. H-h-ho god… he's not used to… that much stretching…"

“Don't worry, he's in good hands, ain'tcha, bro?" Rhody asked, pretty rhetorically, as he gave Richie's shoulderblade a small bite. After a few seconds of letting Richie get used to that much dick inside him, Satsuki and Rhody began sawing back and forth, one would pull out while the other pushed in. Meanwhile, Kane leaned way down until his front pressed tightly against Sebastian's back, grabbing onto his plump pecs firmly as he picked up lots of speed, the rapid smacking of his hips and the beagle's rear almost drowning out all the other sounds they made.

But, as they say, all good things come to an end, Richie losing the battle of wills against his body let out a tiny howl as he shot all over himself and Satsuki, while managing to hit Rhody on the snout a couple of times, feeling his tunnels contracting with each spurt sent both shiba and rottweiler over the edge, both growling deeply as they pressed their bodies together, squishing the smaller retriever between them as they pumped him with what felt like liters of their mixed essence. Kane on the other hand had a bit more control than the others, making sure to aim his machine gun-like thrusts right as the fat tip assaulted Sebastian's poor prostate until the beagle popped, his load splattering audibly on the table as he whined and yelped from the merciless onslaught of the bigger samoyed, but even Kane can't hold on forever, as he clamped his maw over Sebastian's shoulder, just as he hosed down his insides, painting the beagle's inner walls white, with plenty of it spurting and gushing right back out and creating quite a mess.

With the group spent and satisfied, they cuddled up in front of the couch, not wanting to make an even bigger mess on it than they already did, pretty sure Alistar would cut the cleaning bill out of their salary. “You boys had fun?" They turned to Alistar who was just coming down from the upper floor, a soft smile on his face, waving his hand in the air. “Phew, goddamn… least open a fucking window when you fuck." He went over to the balcony and opening the door to let some fresh air in.

“Sorry boss, got distracted." Rhody, half-heartedly, apologized with a tired, goofy look on his face.

“Well, I got some business to attend to, so feel free to stay if you want." He checked his phone real quick before making his way to the elevator. “Oh, and Richard?" The golden retriever turned his head towards the human… and got a gentle head ruffle and a smile from him. “If you really want to work in the club, no matter what you, welcome aboard." He gave him a small wink before leaving.

“He-hey! Heard that? You're in!" Rhody cheered as he hugged Richie tightly.

“Technically, he's not. Not yet." Satsuki said as he stood up, cum slowly dripping down his front and from his limp dick. “He still needs to decide if he's gonna work the 'full course' or not."

Richie thought about for a few seconds, then blushed heavily as he scratched the back of his head, chuckling and smiling nervously. “Guess I have a lot of 'training' to do, huh? Might as well go in, all the way, right?" With his mind made up, the others cheered for his confidence, the others then sharing their own experiences with the boss' 'training course'.