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I started working on this a little late, so I thought it would be pretty short. Nope, here's eleven pages of canine on human smut. There's gotta be at least five fetishes in here. Thanks for reading, please feel free to leave suggestions in the comments!

By the way, people do seem to want a watersports story, so I'm definitely going to do that soon. Thanks for the continued support!

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Christopher bent down and pinched the rim of a plastic cup between his fingers. He could feel it shaking lightly in his hand as it caught the heavy bass of the music that drowned the room, seizing in discomfort. He grabbed a few more and began stacking them together. Two on a side table, several on the floor, one stained with lipstick balanced precariously atop a toilet tank. He headed to the kitchen and scanned for a trash can as the music came to a violent sweeping halt. His ears were in bliss, having almost forgotten the zen of quiet after hours of drinking and cheering under drums and dance music.

“Holy fuck thank you,” Christopher exclaimed in a quick wheeze that tapered off near the end.

Alex paced into the kitchen with several bowls held in his arms, walking slowly to not knock any off. Christopher watched the painted dog intently, both in worry that the dishes might all tumble and in admiration. The short blotchy-coloured fur on his forearms extended to meet the sleeves of his rolled up sleeves. The checkered pink flannel glowed in the hard lighting, contrasting the brownish speckling on his body. Alex was mouth-wateringly tall, standing almost a foot higher than the human, his frame muscular but not overwhelmingly so. Near the bottom of his jeans jutted out his large digitigrade feet, paw pads and claws visible as he had decided to go barefoot earlier that night.

The cascade of dishes were loaded into the dishwasher, finally finding a stable resting place. Christopher tore his gaze away, not wanting to linger too long. His eyes settled on some beer bottles in the dark corner of the living room, grabbing them by their amber necks. He returned to the kitchen and poured the remnants of liquor down the drain, noticing the subtle spiral the liquid made as it emptied.

The human jumped at a sudden noise behind him, shaking him from the pull of tiredness.

“Thanks for helping clean up, bud,” the African wild dog murmured, patting him on the shoulder and letting his paw linger.

“It’s nothing. Thanks for having me over.”

Christopher turned his head around, seeing that the hefty dog was significantly closer than he had imagined. He felt a squeeze on his shoulder before Alex retracted his paw and quickly turned away. Chris could feel his heart fluttering as the dog walked away, the gentle smell of his fur persisting in the air. There’s a reason I stayed, you big idiot, the human thought despite his hypocrisy. Still, he couldn’t help but smile when he was out of the canine’s sight. Letting his mind relax, he continued picking up garbage and bussing dishes.

“Hey, Alex, I’m gonna get a cab now,” The human mumbled to the canine in the other room.

As the beams of light from his phone nipped at his worn eyes and mind, he heard footsteps approaching.

“It’s almost four in the morning Chris, it’ll be daytime when you get home. Com’on, I’ll set up the guest room for you. It’s the least I can do.”

Christopher didn’t argue. He smiled and muttered a thank you as he followed the the big dog, watching his patterned tail swish like a wake in the air. They walked towards Alex’s bedroom in a single file line, the canine’s pace slowing hesitantly as they approached.

“Uhhh,” Alex turned to face Christopher. He continued.

“This was supposed to be… Like, smooth?”

Christopher was laughing confusedly, taken aback by the slurred words and ambiguity.

“Dude, I think you might be kind of drunk,” He giggled.

“No - Well, yeah, but,” the dog stumbled over words, a flustered grin on his face.

He didn’t try to continue his sentence this time. Stepping closer to the human, he bent down a bit to match Christopher’s height, soon placing a paw behind his back and pulling him into a kiss. Christopher’s mind was swimming in disbelief at the feeling of the dog’s thin lips upon his own. He could feel Alex’s paw shaking nervously against his back. To reassure him, he limply put his arms over top of the wild dog’s shoulders, letting one hand lazily play with one of his perky ovular ears.

Alex pulled away, breathing quickly.

“I’m really glad that worked. I don’t have a guest bedroom.”

Christopher chuckled. “Really? Well then, where am I going to sleep?”

Alex almost replied, but instead started giggling in his drunken stupor. Christopher kissed him again, this time feeling a wide tongue probe at his lips. He yielded to the wet muscle, letting it slip into his mouth and contort along his own tongue. The human could hardly believe he was awake - he’d been dreaming of this since he met the dog months ago. Again, Alex withdrew from the kiss, a strand of their mutual saliva stretching between their lips before snapping.

“I was really freaking out for a minute. I was about to tell you to sleep in my room and then I could go hide on a couch somewhere so you wouldn’t realize that this was a stupid pickup line.”

Clearly, Alex was still freaking out a bit. Christopher ran his hands through the anxious canine’s fur, feeling the back of his head beneath it.

“Well, I’m pretty happy you decided to go with the stupid pickup line.”

The human looked up into the dilated brown eyes above him and smiled. He felt Alex crouch down, placing one arm under his armpits and the other under his legs. As the tall dog stood, he wicked Christopher into the air and cradled him in his arms.

“Oh, are we going to take a platonic friendship nap?” Christopher joked. Alex snickered to himself before replying.

“No. That sounds horrible. I have much better plans.”

Christopher swooned a little bit, although he wasn’t going to admit it. Light on his feet, Alex carried the human into his bedroom. It was mostly clean, although there were a few pairs of socks lazily scattered on the floor. Christopher noticed that there weren’t any bedsheets. Although initially vexed, he figured that made sense given the whole fur thing. Alex released the human from his arms, sprawling the shorter male onto his mattress. Christopher felt Alex’s heavy body pin him to the bed, the boxspring emitting a barely audible squeak. The human’s lips parted again as the couple’s intermittent kiss continued.

Alex wrapped his arms around Christopher, slipping his right paw under his lower back and his left beneath a shoulder blade. The paws groped at his flesh as Alex’s wet nose sniffed the human’s neck.

“You smell really good.” Alex’s speech was lulled and monotonous, caught in the sensation that drowned his thoughts. Christopher didn’t really think he smelled at all, but he supposed that Alex was more sensitive in that regard than he was.The human didn’t have a reply, but he began unbuttoning the flanel from the weight above him. Alex had a silly looking grin on his face from excitement. His arms were still wrapped around Christopher, so the shirt wasn’t coming off even though it was unbuttoned, but the human made do. He slithered his arms into the opened shirt and embraced Alex’s furred body. Obviously, the two had made physical contact before, so feeling his fur was nothing new. On this magnitude, however, it felt so different, like a blanket covering him. A sexy blanket, but nonetheless.

“You’re so soft,” Christopher whispered, almost embarrassed by his words.

He could feel a low rumble in Alex’s chest as he hummed in pleasure. Christopher could also detect a much less innocent indicator of pleasure, feeling it throb as it squished up on his leg. His mind wandered to the dog’s confined package, but he didn’t move. Alex was clearly enjoying smelling and feeling him, and he was willing to take things a bit slower.

Christopher almost felt sleepy with his arms wrapped around the muscular canine above him, feeling safe beneath the bigger male as paws squeezed at his back and his their tongues lazily danced. Eventually, Alex ceased his gentle exploration, sitting up on the bed next to the human as he took off his unbuttoned shirt. Blue rays of moonlight caught on his fur, glowing off the white patches in the sea of brown and black. Soon, he turned to Christopher again, pulling the other man’s t-shirt off of his body. Christopher was hesitant at first, but quickly surrendered to the pulling, aiding it by pointing his arms skyward. They sat, both shirtless, staring at each other for a moment.

“Like what you see?” Alex spoke in a confident tone, thinly veiling his nervousness.

“I do. A lot.”

His confidence relit, the painted dog rolled on top of Christopher again, suspending his weight on his arms as if he were planking. He gave the human a quick kiss on the lips, then began to crawl down him. Christopher sighed at the feeling of his bare chest against the mass of fur and the excitement of the situation. As Alex slowly paced down the human, he left a trail of kisses over the lean body as his sniffing grew more frequent. Eventually, he reached Christopher’s waistband. He looked up at the human, seeing him shudder as his paws undid the button on his jeans. Alex took off Christopher’s pants, leaving him only in his boxer shorts.

“May I?”

Alex’s voice had lost its earlier confidence, and was now obviously anxious, almost shivering. Christopher quickly nodded, smiling at the dog. Although he didn’t say anything, he was pretty sure that he would let the dog do anything he wanted at that moment.

Alex slipped his fingers under the elastic waist of the black underwear. As he slowly pulled them away, he watched as Christopher’s tan skin lightened a bit, his throbbing member and balls spilling out as the garment was finally offed. Alex was overwhelmed. Pressing his cold nose against the human’s sack, he took a deep breath and whimpered a bit. The wild dog gave the balls a quick lick, opening his muzzle and carefully closing it around the human’s penis. Christopher quietly moaned at the feeling, his cock hardening further and throbbing a bit. Alex coiled his long tongue around the human’s flesh, tasting the weak musk and feeling his muscles tense as he rhythmically suckled. The penis was on the low end of six inches, but Alex couldn’t have cared less. He kept bobbing on the spire of flesh, his head bobbing up and down as he did. Christopher shuddered as the long tongue slipped out of his mouth, lapping his balls up into his muzzle along with his cock. Alex was cautious to keep everything guarded from his sharp teeth as he licked at the sensitive flesh. He slipped his tongue under the human’s foreskin, tasting his glans and ringing his tongue around it. Christopher was breathing in gulps, squeezing at the linen on the mattress as he drowned in Alex’s affection. His muscles started to clench violently, and he desperately whined out a word.

“Stop!”

The call was quiet, almost a wheeze he had shaped with his voice, but Alex instantly snapped out of it. He immediately pulled his head up, leaving the slobber coated genitals to chill in the night air. He was clearly panicked as he looked up at the human, looking as if he were about to have a heart attack.

“What did I do? I’m sorry! I didn’t -”

“No, I’m fine,” Christopher laughed, “I just didn’t want to…”

He looked at Alex.

“Y’know… Yet, at least. We have more to do first.”

Alex was still wearing his lock of shock, although it had lost some intensity once he realized that everything was fine. His mouth was ajar, the moonlight glaring off of his white fangs. Christopher scooted down the length of the bed, sitting next to Alex. He felt silly being naked while doing it, but the lack of blankets made modesty difficult. He grabbed the wild dog and kissed him again. At this point, Christopher was using the makeout session almost like a soother for his nervous lover. It worked, and Alex began moving again, groping at the human’s body and rubbing his paw over his chest.

“So, “ Christopher hesitated, “what next? I remember you mentioning some ‘plans’ earlier, care to elaborate?”

Alex blushed embarrassedly and began speaking in staccato.

“Are you into paws at all? I don’t really care. Just curious is all.”

Christopher wasn’t, but there wasn’t any possibility that Alex was asking that out of pointless curiosity. Clearly, Alex was into paws, and wanted the human to be too. Luckily for him, Christopher was willing to play along.

“Yeah,” the human replied. “Do you want me to do anything about it?”

Alex was flustered.

“Okay,” He said, doing his best to hide his excitement.

Christopher wasn’t exactly sure what he should do, but he was going to do something. He stepped onto the floor and got onto his knees near Alex’s dangling feet. Although he wasn’t particularly aroused by them, they were certainly interesting. His feet were long, coming to a flat patch of toes, fur, and claws. He grabbed the left footpaw between his hands, looking up at the painted dog as he began to massage it. He rubbed the leathery pads under his thumbs, occasionally running them between the toes. That seemed to get a reaction out of Alex, so he started doing it a little more frequently. Christopher continued for a little while, alternating between each foot and varying his speed, but eventually he got a little bored. The human had an idea, and brought the paw he was currently toying with to his face. From watching the canine, Christopher could tell that this was what he’d had in mind the whole time. He began licking at the foot, relieved to find that it was very mild and mostly clean. His saliva matted the fur between toes as he lavished the foot with his tongue, the dog squirming all the while. He repeated this on the other foot until Christopher seemed to be satisfied. He considered just stopping, but he figured he’d go out with a bang. He took the big toe of his left foot to his mouth and slipped it between his lips. He sucked on it lightly, his tongue toying at the claw that jutted out of it as the mild musk coated his mouth. He pulled his head away, looking up to see a euphoric Alex, head hung and panting.

“Did I do a good job?” He asked, silently snickering to himself.

“Yeah, you did a really good job. A great job.”

Christopher smiled, waddling closer to the bed on his knees. His body was between the dog’s splayed legs as he approached the groin of his jeans. Noticing the bulge in the front, he popped open the button and undid the zipper. The human was surprised to see that there were no underwear beneath, Alex’s swollen sheath immediately visible. He didn’t question it, and instead pulled the pants completely off, working them off over his large feet. For a moment, he marvelled at the large furred sleeve of flesh that contained the dog’s cock, looking up at Alex for approval before bringing his face to it and taking a deep sniff. The musk was overwhelming at this distance, an oily smell of dry tanginess blanketing his senses. As the dog whimpered, Christopher brought his palm up to the hefty sack below the sheath. His balls were ridiculously large, two fuzzy kiwis held loosely together by skin. This time, the human didn’t seek approval before burying his face into them. They smelled almost sweaty with a gentle sourness behind it all. He took another deep breath, letting the unadulterated scent of male crash over him and cling to his skin. Alex was quiet as Christopher laboured over his body, clearly aroused by the powerful odours emanating from it.

“You smell really good too, by the way,” The human echoed. At the sentiment, Alex could feel his sheath stirring. As Christopher began speaking, Alex could feel the heat of the moment start to wilt.

“Sorry I can’t think of a pretty way to ask this, but can I -” Christopher felt the word boiling in his mouth, feeling like some sort of putrid curse - “rim you?”

As Alex laughed, Christopher defended himself.

“What? It’s a really gross word!”

Alex’s laughter trickled off, eventually ending in a toothy jovial smile.

“Yes, you can. You can rim me.”

“Okay, new rule. No more consent. We’re just doing things to each other quietly.” Christopher sounded annoyed, but was clearly amused.

“Got it.”

Christopher brought his tongue towards the dog’s anus, his bushy tail flopping out of the way as the human approached him. He felt the heat emanating from the orifice on his lips before he made any contact, the mild smell less biting than the others. He licked around the hot ring of black flesh, feeling it squirm as the pungent waxy taste permeated his body. The painted dog’s large testicles were resting on his face, reinforcing their potency by fully blocking Christopher’s eyes.

The human pulled away, slightly panting. He looked up at the big brown eyes sitting atop the bed and smiled uncomfortably as they pierced him.

“I think you’re really cute,” the canine said.

“Don’t you mean hot?”

“Nope. I think you’re really cute.”

“Wait - before you were saying I was cute, but now you’re saying I’m cute and also not hot?”

Alex giggled a little.

“Let’s compromise. You’re pretty.”

“Fiiiiiineeee,” the human replied, his false irritation breaking as a smile grew on his face.

Christopher stood, the sting of carpet on his bare knees fading and leaving a pattern of indentation behind. He crawled up the bed, sitting next to the seven foot dog and leaning into his side. He felt the fur against his naked body as he moved his hand to caress Alex’s sheath. His bright red member was already peeking out, and Christopher’s thumb slid up and down the exposed length as he squeezed the elastic sheath between his palm and fingers. The area surrounding Alex’s groin was furred with splotchy light grey, but his sheath was pristinely white, a hint of pink from the flesh beneath showing. Christopher’s hand traced down the sides of the sheath, feeling it taper off into his crotch before joining with his scrotum.

The human spun around on his bed, resting his feet by the headboard and laying his head on top of Alex’s soft furred thigh. He could smell musk wafting in the air as he brought his lips to the sheath, feeling the small amount of soft exposed cock rest against his tongue. A bead of pre melded with his saliva as the hot saltiness of the dog’s flesh nipped at his taste buds. Alex’s right paw began combing through the human’s hair as he attended to the growing spire of red veiny meat before him. More and more pressed into his mouth, the flesh rigid and hot. Christopher shuddered, feeling the wild dog’s urethra protruding along the underside of his penis.

Christopher pulled his head away to allow for his heavy breathing. His body stiffened, feeling Alex’s furred paw grope at his butt, tracing the tip of his claw in a gentle circle at his pucker. The human looked up at the dog hesitantly, seeing his innocent smile.

“I know I’m breaking the whole no consent rule, but can I fuck you?”

Christopher laughed softly, clearly distracted. He was quiet for a moment before replying.

“Yeah, uh, sure.”

Alex picked up on the human’s pensiveness as he once again changed position to sit up. He watched the human for any change in expression, waiting for a few long moments before speaking.

“We don’t have to, you know.”

Alex placed his paw on the human’s shoulder, vexed by his change in demeanor, careful not to force him into anything.

“No, I want to.”

Silence filled the room.

“Are you sure about that?” There was no hostility in Alex’s eyes, only concern. Christopher could tell he wasn’t going to be able to just sit there quietly, so he began to elaborate.

“I’ve never… Well, done this.”

He gestured to the dog, and then himself.

“Like, I’ve given people handjobs and stuff. It usually ended there, though. And it’s only ever been humans, so I really don’t know what I’m getting myself into here.”

“Well, what do you want to do? We don’t have to go any further, I don’t want to push you into anything.”

Christopher couldn’t evade Alex’s compassionate gaze. He felt embarrassed, but eventually the feeling started to melt away.

“You’re a really good guy. Maybe too good.” Christopher smiled. “I really like you.”

“I really like you too,” Alex replied.

Neither of them spoke for a moment, merely experiencing each other’s company. Christopher put his hands on the painted dog’s sides and kissed him, letting his lips linger for a few seconds.

“Okay, let’s do this.”

Alex could see that his confidence had returned, a glimmer of sureness in his eyes.

“Just be gentle,” Christopher added.

“I promise,” the canine replied.

For the first time that night, Alex took charge. He pivoted onto the floor, walking around to the foot of the bed and patting on the bare mattress to call the suddenly sheepish human over. Christopher crawled over to the furred body, sitting up and looking at him nervously. Alex leaned down, bringing their lips together for the umpteenth time. While their heads were conjoined, the painted dog used his free hand to shimmy the human into position, pushing him onto his back with his butt nearly hanging off the bed. He broke the kiss, combing through the human’s messy brown hair before letting go and standing up at his full height. The human marvelled at the apparent size of the man before him as he looked up over his body. The brown and black splotches of his fur contrasted the white ones majestically, his muscles showing beneath. His semicircular ears, thin and pinkish and standing on end. Alex took hold of his erect cock in his left hand, lining it up with Christopher’s tight flesh.

“Ready?”

Christopher looked confused as he responded.

“Don’t we need… Like, condoms? And lube and stuff?”

Alex smiled softly, clearly amused by the virgin human’s lack of familiarity.

“There are no STDs that you can get from a canine, and I can’t get any from you. And, with respect to lube… Dogs make a lot of pre. It’s not going to be an issue.”

Christopher chuckled quietly before realizing that Alex was being serious.

“That’s really convenient.”

Alex nodded.

“Anyhow, are you ready?”

“Yeah,” Christopher said, his confidence renewed.

Alex began pressing himself forward against the hot ring of flesh. For a moment, the human slid forwards with the force, skewing the mattress beneath him, but eventually the pressure made his anus give in, letting the blunt cocktip enter him. Christopher felt a slight throb in the cock as it shot out a weak spurt of slimy pre, easing its own entry.

Alex removed the guiding hand from his member, taking the human’s dangling legs in his hands and holding them up in the air in front of him. He continued leaning forwards, Christopher feeling a foreign pleasure as the thick meat slid slowly into his bowel. Alex exhaled in pleasure as a third of his cock was fed into the sphincter, then a half, then three quarters. Soon, his entire member was deep within the human, his sheath kissing up against the pucker. Of course, his knot wasn’t yet inflated.

Christopher’s face signalled that he was becoming acquainted with the sensation, enjoying the heat radiating inside his body. Alex slowly began retracting his cock, leaving the human feeling empty as it left him. Once it was most of the way removed, he leaned in again, increasing his pace very slightly.

“Is that okay?” He asked.

“Uh huh,” Christopher replied, his mind barely paying attention to anything but sensation.

Alex began to accelerate his penetration, changing from swaying back and forth to softly thrusting. The dog moaned at the feeling of the hot walls sliding against his penis, his knot beginning to swell as it rhythmically spread Christopher’s buttcheeks. His cock was leaking torrentially, nearly continuous splatters of precum pulsing out of him and slickening his flesh further.

Christopher could feel himself becoming erect, the feeling of Alex’s tremendous balls heavily slapping at his butt with each thrust amplifying the heat of the cock that pistoned against his prostate. He began stroking at his member, soon feeling his hand shooed away. The dog had freed his hands by resting the human’s legs over his shoulders, and began jerking Christopher off slowly. His member dripped onto the canine’s paw, clinging to his fur as the leathery pawpads oscillated along his flesh.

Alex had sped up to a reasonable pace, waves of pleasure hitting him each time he pressed his cock into the human’s body. Christopher, too, was in euphoria. The feeling of the meat sliding in and out of him while his member was being stroked was incredible, the taboo of interspecies sex making it doubly so. Alex panted, feeling his orgasm approaching. He was baring his sharp teeth, growling into the night as he fought his instincts as best he could. Between thrusts, he began blurting out words.

“Can-”

“I-”

“Knot-”

“You?”

Christopher shuddered uncertainly. He didn’t think it was a particularly good idea, but the animalistic lovemaking and the look on the wild dog’s face convinced him.

“Okay,” he panted.

Alex’s thrusts became more jagged, each one harder than the last as he tried to fit his large knot through the tight ring. Christopher bit his lip, focussing on the pleasure rather than the pain as he felt himself stretching out. The dog was desperate, pressing forward as hard as he could before being rewarded with a wet squelching noise. Christopher cried out, feeling the knot reach its maximum thickness before plunging all the way into him. The ball of flesh crushed his prostate from the inside, driving him over the edge and causing him to spurt his cum into Alex’s jerking paw. As Alex reached his own climax he doubled over, pinning the human down and biting down on the human’s neck with his gaping maw. The sensation made Christopher shiver, clenching his bowels on the hot meat impaling him. Alex snarled as he unloaded his rich seed into the human’s body. Hot ropes of thick cum flooded him, swelling his intestines as it wormed deeper and deeper. Christopher squirmed, the pain of the strong bite and the filling sensation of each shot of virile seed nearly making him faint.

As Alex regained his composure, he quickly softened the bite and made sure his lover was unharmed. His cock was still firmly tied inside of the human, slowly trickling the last drops of cum from his heavy balls into Christopher’s gut. He licked the human’s spunk off of his paw, cleaning his fur from the sticky emission. For a while, they stayed motionless, merely taking in the situation.

“That was really good,” Alex wheezed.

“Yeah. Yeah, that was really good.”

Another pause.

“I’m fucking exhausted,” The painted dog said.

Christopher nodded. The dog bent over again, this time putting his arms beneath the human’s back and hugging him tight to his chest. He stood, this time carrying Christopher against his chest, and laid down in bed, careful with his locked member.

Christopher laid on top of the canine, feeling his furry chest against his back and the arms coiled around him. He closed his eyes, nearly passing out with tiredness as the cock continued to throb within him.

Sleep didn’t come as quickly to Alex, but with the knowledge the human would be tied to him for at least an hour he eventually drifted off.

Matted with sweat, saliva, and semen, the two slept into the late afternoon.