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Heya everyone! It's been six years since my last submission, which is kinda crazy. Here's my first short story after slowly experimenting and returning to writing some smutty stuff again. Not much plot or anything, just mostly some good ol' smut that I hope you'll enjoy. English isn't my first language, but I've done my best to proofread things and make sure there're no mistakes. But if you spot anything that looks off, don't be afraid to point it out as that's the only way I'll improve. Remember to rate, fav, comment and all that good stuff too if you enjoyed yourself. Happy reading!

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"Dude, got like 10 min? Meet me at the closet if u do. Abt 2 bust in my pants"

He took a quick look at the time as he eyed over the message, his right hand resting on the handle to the supply closet that no one (not even the janitor) really used, while his left was holding his phone and a stack of documents. Why companies still used actual paper documents was beyond him, but whatever. His eyes were checking the time. Jacob had asked for about ten minutes, but knowing Jacob that meant it would probably take about half the time, or even less, to get things done. Five minutes of sucking on some cock would be a nice, brief little break and a good way to get his nerves settled down before the meeting.

"Yeah, I oughta have more than enough time to get this copied before the meeting..." Andy thought as he pushed the door handle down, pulled the door back and then slunk inside.

For four years the dalmatian had worked at the company, starting out as an intern (as one might expect) in the mailroom and then having proven himself enough to be offered a spot as one of the (many) administrative assistants. His job wasn't anything glorious, it was just a simple assistant job that meant mostly doing stuff concerning documents; registering incoming documents, proofreading both incoming and outgoing documents, copying documents, handing documents to the right person or department, getting chewed out by middle management whenever a wrong document ended up slipping through the cracks... documents, documents and more documents. Every day for about three and a half years ever since he got out of the mailroom.

He used to think that getting out of the mailroom and doing some actual real work would be the best, but now he found himself often wishing he was back there and sorting all incoming mail with the rest of the mailboys. If nothing else the mailroom allowed for a more relaxed atmosphere since it was tucked away in some half forgotten corner which, other than the boys working there, was only visited by the janitor and the supervisor once or twice a day. The rest of the building was awfully dull in that "serious business that wants to keep up its image of being really formal and serious even though it doesn't get visitors other than the occasional visit by regional management" kinda way. You know, the kinda business where all the men were expected to wear black slacks or suit pants, a white collared shirt and a black tie. You could possibly be allowed to wear something navy blue or grey too in case those colours made you look particularly well dressed or formal because they mixed nicely with the colour of your fur. On Fridays you could be allowed to go more business casual and experiment a bit more with colours and clothing, but only on fridays. Possibly on days right before holidays as well.

It was awfully dull a lot of the time, always having to dress the same and always having to do mostly the same tasks. Not exactly a dream job, though considering he didn't have a formal college education and just had managed to get into the mailroom by sheer luck, and been offered the job as an administrative assistant just because the man in charge of recruiting happened to have been in a good mood and figured he'd give one of the mailroom interns a chance, Andy couldn't really complain. Without an education it was tough finding even a simple job, and with the pay being alright as well he definitely couldn't complain. It beat gathering carts at the local convenience store, that's for sure.

Lately though, he'd managed to find ways to make his job a bit more interesting and... fulfilling.

During his first three years at the company he'd been in a steady relationship, and had never had any thoughts of possibly hooking up with coworkers other than just the odd fantasy here and there. During his fourth year things had started getting a bit rocky with his boyfriend however, and eventually they mutually decided to break things up. Some time after that, Andy had been introduced to the world of dating and hookup apps. He'd never really looked into them since his relationship had been a good one, and before that he'd never had any trouble picking up guys at the local watering holes or through mutual contacts. But at twenty-five years old he found himself using dating apps for the first time, and it had been... well, a bit overwhelming at first. There were just so many guys to choose from! And so many that were damn eager to get into his pants (or for him to get into theirs)! And it was all so much easier too! Before long the dalmatian had gotten his fair share of hookups, and a lot more was surely coming (heh) his way too in the future.

And that's also how he'd met Jacob, the doberman accountant. Thirty-five years old, bisexual and incredibly closeted about it. Andy didn't care about that, he understood that people had their reasons for not being open. But what he cared about was the fact that the doberman, in the last couple of months alone, had pulled him into that particular supply closet, into one of the bathrooms, into empty meeting rooms or any other empty location in the building for a brief quickie more times than he could count.

Andy didn't keep images of his face on the particular app he used for just hookups. Rather, he kept photos of that spotted, toned and almost bubbly dalmatian rear of his as well as photos of his body and his schlong. He wasn't a heap of muscles, nor was he scrawny. He was nicely toned, with some definition to his muscles. If he flexed you could clearly make out his abs, though if he didn't flex it was still clear that he kept himself in a decent shape, even if he didn't spend every waking hour at the gym. Between his legs he had that schlong of his, an uncut thing of about average length and width, perhaps just a tad bit larger than the average one, with a nice, white sack hanging beneath. It was those photos that had attracted the doberman.

While bored and having a slow day at work Andy had received a message on a particular app. "Doberbro34 (less than 50m away) has sent you a message". Now wasn't that interesting? Someone that close by could only mean that they were somewhere in the building, and a doberman at that? Of course Andy had checked the message right away. There were only two dobermans working in the building anyway, so he was damn curious which one of them it was. His money had been on that hunk of a guard by the entrance, one of the three guards working at the place. Tall and buff, and although he always was nice and polite with a smile on his lips you could tell he meant business should shit hit the fan.

What he didn't expect was that it was the doberman in accounting that he'd spoken to maybe once or twice before. Thirty-five years old, a bit taller than Andy and a body that, while not fat, you could tell that he was getting past his prime. There was still some muscles and definition to be found on Jacob, especially if you made him work his body and made those muscles bulge and swell up some from exertion, but it was clear that he spent a bit more time these days not tending or caring for himself that much and perhaps stress eating a donut or one too many energy bars when there was a lot of work to get done.

Andy had been able to tell which one of the two it was right away. For even if Jacob was closeted about his besexuality, he had posted some photos on his profile. None that revealed his face or any possible markings on his body to give himself away, but enough to show off his body some, as well as the "goods" that he was offering. Considering how much of a hunk that guard by the entrance was, it was clear that it was Jacob that had sent the message. Some messaging back and forth and the two had agreed for a discreet hookup at Andy's place. Before long things escalated to quickies in the workplace, always careful of not being heard or seen of course.

And now they found themselves there again. Some men lose some of their libido as they grow older, but Jacob still seemed to have the libido of a teenager or a college freshman. It didn't take much to get him all hot and bothered, and it didn't take long to make him pop either. He wasn't a quickshooter when it came to doing the dirty in the bedroom, but when it came to those workplace quickies he made sure they were just that: quickies. Perhaps it was just the nervousness of being found out, but when it came to doing the deed discreetly at work Jacob never lasted long, not even during those late night hookups when the building was deserted bar Jacob, Andy and the night janitor.

Which was why Andy was more than happy to help his fuckbuddy out, even though he right now was on the clock. A quick suck, a mouthful of cum to swallow down and then on his way to make those copies before the meeting with one of the other departments. Should take less than five minutes, but if he really pressed the doberman's buttons he could probably get it done within just a minute. Would leave himself all throbbing and aching, but he didn't have time to rub one out. That's fine, he'd have Jacob pay him back after work.

The door opened and then closed behind the dalmatian, who slipped in quicker than the fleetest of weasels. With a "click" the door was locked as well. It was your typical supply closet with some shelves lined along the walls that had various boxes of cleaning products and paraphernalia, spare toilet paper, lightbulbs and whatever else you might expect to find. All looking a bit dusted since it was just an extra closet where spare stuff was stored and only used should the usual closets run out. No windows or anything, and the only thing providing light was a weak lightbulb up by the ceiling that was growing dim from the dust gathering on it. There was just enough room for two people to stay together in the closet and move around some, provided they weren't too heavy-set.

A completely normal supply closet in other words, if it wasn't for the doberman that stood leaning against the shelves on the wall opposite the door, his pants and underwear down by his knees, hand stroking a nice, fat thing that was standing at full attention. The canine was panting slightly as his right hand ran across that fat thing and caused those telltale noises of a hand running across wet, stiff meat. The doberman's other hand was down between his legs, playing with his balls. The doberman looked up and met Andy's gaze as the door was locked behind the dalmatian.

"Fuck, almost thought you wouldn't make it..." he huffed out while clearly suppressing a groan from escaping his muzzle. Andy gave a playful little smirk at that and put his phone and stack of documents on one of the shelves before he stepped closer. The smell of cock, slightly musky and sweaty balls, precum and male arousal was clear to the dalmatian's canine nose. It had an immediate effect down by his own crotch, making things already start to feel a bit cramped down there.

"You know I never pass up the chance of helping you out Jacob. Just make sure you cum in my mouth this time, I don't have time to sneak off to the bathroom and wash my face," the dalmatian said in a low, playful little voice as he leaned in, a hand reaching for Jacbo's left cheek, the dalmatian bringing his lips to the doberman's own to give him a quick kiss. The two let out a soft "mmm" together as lips met lips and, a moment later, tongues met tongues to wrestle. But just as quickly as they had kissed, their lips broke apart so that the dalmatian could fall down to his knees in front of the doberman.

"What was it this time? Some new intern with tits too big to ignore? Perhaps a booty that would make any man want it to sit down on their face? Both?"

The doberman didn't immediately answer the question as he watched the other canine, his fuckbuddy for the last couple of months and currently the only guy in his life, kneel before him. Despite him still being in the closet he'd manage to have a fair share of male partners, though Andy was the first one that he'd ever gotten randy with in the workplace. He didn't know what it was, but something about Andy just got him incredibly horny and made him throw caution to the wind far more than he had ever done before. Andy was sexy, good in bed and knew how to talk dirty and playfully in the way that got Jacob going. And he was a spotted dog. A damn sexy one at that. Yeah, that was probably it. Jacob liked spots.

"Honestly, there wasn't anything in particular," Jacob replied as he let go of his own length to lean back a little bit more against the shelves behind him. Andy was kneeling, his hands on either of the doberman's inner thighs, teasingly rubbing their way upwards while the dalmatian's gaze turned to Jacob's length. It was throbbing, right there, in front of Andy's muzzle. The dim light from the ceiling light made the pre that Jacob had stroked all over it glisten a little bit. It was a nice, uncut thing just like Andy's own. A few centimeters longer than the average and a little bit thicker as well. The foreskin was pulled forward, covering most of the cockhead except for the very outer part that was peeking out and drooling precum out onto the floor in a long, thick, glistening string. There was a nice vein going along the left side of it, a smaller one along the right. He'd seen it more times than he cared to keep track of at this point, but Andy would've lied to himself if he said he didn't always like the look of it. Jacob was hot, handsome and sexy in his own ways, even if he wasn't in quite the shape he'd always been in, and he had a cock to go with it all.

In a few, shorts words: Andy found Jacob hot as fuck.

"My mind just got wandering while I was doing some boring paperwork," the doberman finally replied. "And you know what I'm like. Before I knew it I was-"

The doberman's words were cut short, replaced instead by a gasp leaving his lips when he felt the dalmatian's lips hungrily wrap around the drooling cockhead. There was no wasting time, Andy was on the clock after all. His lips suckled around the cockhead, cheeks hollowing out for a moment as he did, and the dalmatian let out a soft "mmmff" around the thing for Jacob to listen to.

The dobermans ears perked up immediately at that noise, and he would've let out a low growl of arousal and domination at having another man's lips around his cock if he wasn't busy huffing out at the feel of those lips sucking on his cockhead. A moment later the doberman couldn't keep himself from gritting his teeth a little while sucking in a sharp breath of air as he felt something wet come lashing out against his urethra, lapping up the precum that was drooling out. That wet thing, which he knew was the dalmatian's tongue, seemed to retreat a moment later only for the dalmatian to let out a noisy, almost exaggerated swallowing noise as he clearly swallowed whatever had collected on his tongue.

Andy had to make the doberman cum quickly, but that didn't mean he couldn't have a little bit of extra fun while getting the dog there. That slightly salty taste of Jacob's precum gave him a craving for more, and his tongue darted forward to come circling around the foreskin and push in under it as it circled. One loop, two loops, three loops he did with his tongue before pulling back, the slightly musky, salty taste clear on his tongue once more. Rather than swallowing this time though, the dalmatian pulled his head back just enough so that his lips reached the very edge of Jacob's foreskin. Then he pushed forwards again, pushing the foreskin back with his lips as he leaned in, a hungry look growing on his face. Further and further forward he pushed, his tongue moving to the underside of Jacob's length to push up against it as he welcomed the doberman's length into his maw. His lips had sucked on that thing enough times by now that he knew what he was doing and how to easily take it, and his head moved forwards enough for the tip of that thick thing to come just shy of threatening to push down his throat.

"Fuuuuck man..." was all that Jacob could exclaim. His eyes lidded, his face grew flush with arousal and he couldn't keep himself from reaching down with his left hand, grasping for the back of the dalmatian's head. Not to guide him, not just yet, but just to hold onto it while Andy did his thing. He could feel the dalmatian's tongue rub back and forth along the underside of what had been welcomed past the canine's lips, a little more than half of it, and he could feel that maw give a few teasing suckles around him. And then those half-lidded eyes of the doberman watched as Andy's head pulled back, his tongue dragging along the underside and those cheeks of the dalmatian hollowing out some as he suckled. It sent almost electric tingles through the doberman, made him shiver a bit and made him reward the dalmatian's actions by drooling pre onto Andy's tongue. Just as it seemed like Andy might pop off of it the dalmatian pushed forward again with a low, heated little groan of his own arousal. The sound made Jacob twitch between Andy's lips, and he groaned out with the dalmatian as his grasp on the back of the canine's head grew a bit firmer. He could feel lips and tongue trailing further along his own length this time, and as he felt that familiar sensation of his cockhead brushing up against the back of the dalmatian's throat, and then starting to slide down, he couldn't keep himself from growling out far louder than he should considering the risky location.

Jacob got to enjoy the sensation of the back of Andy's throat rubbing against his cockhead for merely a couple of moments though before the dalmatian would pull back, teasingly, leaving Jacob almost whining out while wanting more. Andy knew how to work the doberman up nice and quickly, and teasing him was certainly part of that process. Give the doberman what he wanted for a moment, and then take it away. Then you do it again, and again, until the doberman would lose patience and take actions into his own hands. And the dalmatian did just that, the canine pulling back until merely the cocktip remained between his lips and then quickly shoving forwards again until it came teasing and rubbing up against the back of his throat, ready to slide down. He'd hold for a moment, long enough to feel the doberman's length twitch a little bit, before he'd pull back again and not let Jacob start sliding down his throat properly.

Something of a mixture between a whine and a growl escaped the doberman's lips and suddenly Andy felt pressure against the back of his head. That familiar cocktip was just threatening to pull free from his lips when it all suddenly came roughly rushing back inside his maw, this time not stopping once the cockhead was teasing the back of his throat but continuing onwards and sliding downwards. A lesser trained person might've gagged or at the very least started sputtering a bit, but Andy knew what he was doing and was able to take it with relative ease even if did activate some of those natural bodily reflexes which made him tense up some and almost, but only almost, want to cough.

"You fucking tease, just let me fuck your throat already," the doberman growled out, impatience and dominance quickly taking over him. Andy couldn't complain. He loved having the doberman take charge, and this is what he had wanted to push him towards anyway. His right hand dipped down between his own legs, unable to suppress the urge to give himself a couple of squeezes through his slacks as the doberman shoved himself fully inside. Andy's lips came pressing up against the doberman's body, with the horny canine's ballsack resting against his chin. He could feel Jacob twitch and throb down his throat; the doberman was already getting there it would seem. Andy could inhale the canine's particular male musk as his nose was shoved up against Jacob's pubic fur and he had to be careful to not let it all start getting to him, to let that heated scent of male musk and arousal fog up his mind and make him forget himself.

Jacob wouldn't make it easy for him though. The pressure on the back of his head was kept steady, and soon the doberman would gyrate his hips a little too, grinding up against Andy's lips while moaning out at the sensations of throat, tongue and lips all working around his cock in various ways. It kept Andy's nose shoved up there against the doberman's lower half, made those familiar scents surround him all the more. He could feel it, could feel the scent of male musk and arousal start to fog his senses. Once it reached a certain point he'd be whining and whimpering, begging for a good fuck as that's the only thing that would help him get it out of his system. But there was no time for that...

Andy swallowed around Jacob's length, let the doberman feel his throat rub and massage all around his throbbing length. It made the doberman tense up, almost as if a jolt was sent through him. Andy did it again, and Jacob tensed up once more with another heated groan. A second later Andy could feel Jacob pull back with almost the full length escaping his lips. The sudden action caused him to cough a couple of times, and he had to slurp around the cocktip to prevent a mixture of drool and precum from running down his lips and over his chin. Not that it stopped the messy mixture from reaching the floor below them though; Jacob's length was plenty covered in it all and it was hanging down in a couple of strands that broke moments later to fall onto the floor. Andy didn't notice though as his gaze, now half-lidded from the coughing and the sensations of just having had a cock down his throat, was looking up to search for and meet Jacob's own.

The doberman was panting a little bit, his own gaze similarly half-lidded as he looked down at the dalmatian. Their eyes met and a small grin appeared on the dalmatian's messy lips while the dalmatian threw Jacob an almost taunting little look almost as if challenging him to thrust forwards again. Jacob raised an eyebrow at that, and his panting face turned into a grin of his own before he licked his chops. The hand at the back of Andy's head moved to one side while the doberman's free hand took a hold of the other side.

"Hungry little slut, huh? Fucking take it then!"

It was all the warning that Andy got before Jacob thrust forward with a firm hold of Andy's head, holding him in place. Andy found himself tensing up and now having to hold back his natural reflexes as best as he could as the doberman's drooling dick was shoved roughly down his throat. His hands moved quickly to the doberman's hips to give himself something to hold onto as the doberman was finally ready to thrust proper. He took a firm hold of each hip as Jacob pulled back, nearly making him cough again as cock was quickly pulled right out of his throat, and he barely had time to dig his paw tips firmly into Jacob's hips before cock came thrusting right down his throat again.

"Yeah... yeah... that's it... take it, babe... take it all..."

Jacob's words came out with almost throaty growls as the doberman closed his eyes and just thrust past the dalmatian's lips again, and again, using the eager dalmatian like little more than some kind of fleshlight or other toy for him him to use and get off with. In, and out, and then in again and then out once more. Before long Andy couldn't stop himself from coughing and even letting out the odd hacking, "glk"ing noise as Andy's rough treatment of his face and throat was finally too much for reflexes and whatever else to take.

In and out the doberman thrust, again and again, not holding back now that he had pushed up to this point. His length was starting to drool heavily as he thrust, leaving a trail of precum that grew ever thicker as the cockhead was dragged back and forth over Andy's tongue and down his throat. It added to the mixed slobbery mess that was already being pulled out by the doberman's cock, if it wasn't already being drooled or even coughed out by the dalmatian due to the rough treatment to his throat. But Andy still couldn't complain. He could feel the taste of the doberman's pre grow stronger as it grew thicker and he knew what it meant; Jacob was getting close.

"Fuck... fuck... oh fuck babe..."

The words came out in a mixture of muffled moans as the doberman's eyes closed while his grip on the dalmatian's head tightened even further. His tongue was starting to hang from the side of his muzzle, the dog panting as he kept working himself in and out of that warm, wet, slobbering maw that so hungrily did it's best to welcome him back in with every thrust by attempting to suckle or by having the tongue rub firmly across the underside. Jacob wanted to moan out loudly, even growl and grunt, bark or just let out any loud noises to let the dalmatian know how good a job he was doing and how close he was getting. Of course he couldn't, or else he'd risk them getting caught. He could only allow himself to let out those muffled moans while trying to not get too carried away.

It didn't take many more thrusts though before the horned up canine couldn't hold it back any longer. Andy could tell it was about to happen right before it did as he felt Jacob's length suddenly grow thicker. The dalmatian barely had time to get ready to swallow before Jacob buried himself to the hilt firmly, balls pressed to the dalmatian chin once more and pulling up some, growing a bit more taut just in time for the doberman's cock to start throbbing and twitching.

"I, aaah, I'm... ffffuuuuuck!"

His words grew short as Jacob grit his teeth, trying to hold back the loud groan that desperately wanted to leave his maw. Clawtips dug into Andy's skull and the doberman's toes curled while ears first stood straight upright for a moment before falling back against his head. The doberman's whole body seemed to tense up and his hips jerked erratically.

Andy couldn't stop himself from groaning out for Jacob to hear though as he swallowed around Jacob's cock while the first ropes of cum came spurting out. He couldn't taste it, not with it being practically dumped straight down to his stomach, but he knew what Jacob tasted like and he could imagine it as he swallowed. He couldn't get a good feel for how much Jacob was cumming either, but if the doberman was shooting a rope with every throb or twitch of his cock then the doberman must've been either pent-up or damn horny as Andy could easily count six or seven good ropes, all meant to knock up some bitch in heat but instead being emptied down an eager guy's gullet.

Jacob's hips jerked again, and again, in time with his throbs. He was in bliss, rushes of euphoria running through him as he got the release he had so desperately needed. Once that initial rush died down after a few moments he would slump down just a little bit and stop gritting his teeth, his maw instead opening to allow his tongue to hang out as he started panting and moaning out, with eyes still closed and an almost dopey look slowly starting to grow across his features. He'd half forgotten that he was sunk balls-deep down the dalmatian's throat, emptying himself, not giving the canine a chance to breathe. Only once he'd feel the paws on his hips start patting and even push a little bit would he come back to reality, eyes opening a little to look down at the canine choking on his length.

"S-sorry bud," Jacob huffed out, the doberman taking a small step back and starting to pull out. Andy hadn't been quite struggling for air, but even so he gasped and then gave a cough as his throat was no longer plugged full. Jacob's length was still throbbing and twitching and giving a few errant ropes of cum as it was left to come resting on Andy's tongue, and after that initial gasp and cough the dalmatian was quick and eager to slurp it all up, his cheeks hollowing once more to milk it all out of his lover. His head bobbed and his right hand moved to grasp and start jerking what wasn't being nursed over by tongue or lips, making sure he'd get every drop out of the doberman. That familiar salty tasty enveloped his tongue, and even if it was perhaps a little bit bitter due to the doberman's dietary habits, it was still like sweet candy to the cumhungry canine and he wanted to make sure not a single drop was wasted.

Jacob tensed up again when he felt the dalmatian's eagerness to get it all out, and his grips on Andy's skull tightened again while he groaned out, perhaps a bit louder than he ought to. His toes curled once more, though moments later they uncurled as he started to feel a little bit weak to his knees. Jacob's body started to slump down once more, the doberman having to fall back and rest against the shelves behind him to stop himself from just slumping forwards and over the dalmatian, his hands leaving the canine's skull to steady himself against the shelves. The groan ebbed out into mere panting again, and he had a spent look on his face as he watched Andy nurse over his cock. It still twitched and throbbed but as Andy's hand worked along it, and his maw was suckling hungrily, the ropes of cum had slowed down to mere droplets being squeezed out here and there thanks to the dalmatian's actions.

Feeling reasonably satisfied to have gotten it all, the dalmatian would finally pull all the way off with a wet, slurping pop. The doberman's cock, no longer as thick or firm as it was before, looked a bit spent as it exited Andy's maw. It was starting to hang some with the cockhead pointing at the floor. The dalmatian gave it a couple more jerks before bringing his fingers up to his own lips, the fingers now messy from the dalmatian jerking that equally messy length, and started to lick them clean. He looked up again at Jacob as he did, the dalmatian's tail starting to wag happily from side to side like a good, happy canine looking up at their master after being told they were a good boy.

Jacob, still panting, could only let out a chuckle at the sight while he reached behind Andy's ear, giving him an idle scritch.

"You act like I'm the one that was doing you a favor," he murmured out while the dalmatian cleaned his own digits in a sensual little show. Andy just shrugged at that, the dalmatian's tail still wagging, and he let out the odd, exaggerated "mmm" here and there as he lapped off whatever spunk was on his digits.

"Thanks man, I really needed that," Jacob would then murmur out once the dalmatian was done cleaning his digits. Andy threw a smile up at Jacob.

"Anytime, bud," he replied with a wink up at the doberman before leaning in again, the dalmatian's lips coming to wrap around Jacob's sagging cock and envelop it all once more. Jacob shuddered as he felt Andy give it a long, slow suckle, and he couldn't hold back a moan as the dalmatian's tongue circled around his cockhead for a moment before the dalmatian popped free once more, having cleaned whatever droplets of cum that might've trickled out as they spoke.

Andy leaned back and he reached up towards the shelves, the dalmatian finding some packet of paper towels that the two had ripped open during one of their earlier trysts. He made short work of cleaning the messy mixture coating his lips, chin and around his mouth, and then he'd reach for his phone and documents. He grabbed the phone and quickly checked the time. Though it felt like far longer, only a few minutes had passed. Just as planned, he thought to himself.

"I gotta get going, bud. Gotta prep for a meeting in a little bit," he spoke, the dalmatian getting back up onto his feet moments later. There was an obvious bulge showing in his pants, and he had to reach in and adjust to make sure people wouldn't be noticing. Hopefully the scent of cock, cum and oral sex wouldn't be too obvious either. He'd have to take a fresh mint or a chewing gum before the meeting, to make sure. Perhaps quickly wash his face as well.

"I'll uh... I'll stay here for a minute. Catch myself and all that," Jacob spoke as he was watching Andy get on his feet. His breathing was more controlled now, though he still felt a bit spent. Andy looked at him and give him a smile before leaning in close, careful not to let his pants touch the doberman's slickened length. His lips pressed up to Jacob's own, and the two let out soft "mmms" into eachothers maws as Andy's tongue invaded Jacob's maw and let the doberman get a taste of himself. A few seconds later Andy pulled back.

"You'll be paying me back later, stud," he said before he headed out of the closet, documents and phone in hand, the dalmatian taking a moment to peek out and make sure the coast was clear before he hurried away. All that was left in the closet was the doberman. Andy's tail gave a few wags behind him as he hurried off towards the copy room, though once he caught himself wagging his tail he quickly stopped as to not rouse suspicions. He felt almost painfully hard inside his slacks. Jacob was going to get it good later.