Our Mutual Consent
They have an arrangement that satisfied all three of them.
This is an adult story featuring anthropomorphic characters in homosexual situations.
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We always do it in a small motel called Bedrest Paradise Stop.
Guess it's appropriate that we fuck in a motel with a fucking stupid name. It's a stinking dump where the beds smell like someone has died in them, or at least shit on the sheets. They are always wrinkled and even more perversely, there're always two pieces of mint candy on the pillow that looks like it was never washed. A welcome gift from the administration of Bedrest Paradise Stop.
Some extra strong condoms might be a more appropriate for their clientele, but I might be biased since I go there to fuck with a married man called Chuck.
We met over a website where gay furs of certain mindset post their details and what they want. You want to be fisted? Sure. Just plain old anal sex? Bareback? Rubbered up? Both when it comes to PVC and condoms, of course, they know their audience on that page and have endless lists of convenient tick boxes to choose from when you're signing up. Age preference? Younger? Older? Same age? Top? Bottom? Switch? Double penetration? Want to be a bitch to a big brown bear couple, has a car? Sure. Or maybe just a quick trade of blow jobs at that toilet, you know which toilet.
I signed up and offered my cock to any willing married guys out there, age range 20-40, must be clean and nice and willing to cover the costs of transport or motel or whatever needed. I put up a couple of pictures of my cock and noted in my profile that it's nine inches long hard. I'm 21 years old and into older guys. Nothing embarrassing about that, just a personal preference. I'm a German Shepherd. Hook up with me if you like. Will only have protected anal sex and will only top.
His profile was called husky12, imaginatively. Bet you can guess his species. Age 38, so that's a bit on the extreme end of my preference, and with a little bit of a belly, but nothing as bad as some I'd seen on that page. Been married for 20 years, two kids, one already in college. Up to discreet meetings on a motel, willing to pay half of the fare. Open to all basic sex stuff between two guys. Oral, anal, fingering, toys, rimming was cool too, he said. I'm a bit of a vanilla guy myself, except for my main fetish, of course, and out of the 100 plus married guys whose profiles I checked out, at the time he was the only one who had added that little sentence in there, at the "Extra kinks" section where you're free to write whatever you want.
Will only have sex with wife's consent, wife will only watch.
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We traded phone numbers over private messages and were hooked up by next evening. I got to meet a husky who looked like an accountant, and his wife, too, who followed her husband into what was to be the first of those stinking motel rooms. She greeted me by asking if I minded if she took pictures.
I told it's okay without my face.
She said it was fine because her husband likes to ride a hard cock, so she can find good angles without trouble.
I was already rock hard by the time she took out that digital camera out of her stylish little handbag.
Tonight wasn't much different all told. They had arrived before me, and I got a text telling which room to come to. I knocked on the door and got let in by her. I don't want to mention her name here.
Chuck sat on the bed wearing some boxers and nothing more. His clothes were neatly folded on the small table that had plastic flowers on them. The husky's ears perked when he saw me enter, but he can't get up before he has asked his wife official permission. It pretty much goes off the same way every time, so I can pretty much recite it off the top of my head.
"You want to do the thing you promised me you'd never do again when we got married?"
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"Yes."
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"Tell me what you want to do."
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What follows next usually varies a little bit, but it might go like this:
"I want to get fucked by another man because I'm not strong enough to resist the urge to want a cock up my ass even if I promised to you."
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"You know you can only do it if I tell you?"
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"Yes."
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"Then do it."
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"Thank you darling."
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"Fuck him good, doggie."
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I've no idea whether it's for real or whether these two have an especially perverted dom/sub roleplay going on between them to put some spice to their married sex life. It sure as fuck makes me get rock hard within seconds when they start on it, and the submissive husband looks at me with longing, and with a huge bulge in the front of his underwear.
He's the only male I've ever seen who wears briefs.
I got rid of my clothes and sit down on the edge of the bed and told my married sub to get on his knees and get sucking on my cock. I'm a bigger guy, both in cock and in rest of me, and that gives me something like a sense of authority, even if I'm almost half his age.
Chuck always obeyed me without trouble. He shuffled between me and pushed his muzzle down on my bobbing dick and took as much as he could into his muzzle. I'm a big lazy ass when it comes to oral, and just sat there, letting him work my meat with his slutty maw. He isn't a real pro in giving head, and he always gagged a bit when he tried to take too much into that hungry maw of his, but he never lacked enthusiasm on what he was doing.
This time he almost got to my know before she took over to snap a shot of her husband gobbling down an anonymous Sheppie's cock and enjoying it. The front of his briefs was already stained with his doggie pre, smearing the cloth. He slurped a lot when he went up and down on me, trying to use his tongue and lips the best he could. Guess he didn't get enough practice, even if we hooked up pretty much once a week, had done for some time now. Maybe he was getting a bit better at it.
The flash of the camera was a little bit annoying so close to my eyes, but having them closed when getting a muzzlejob isn't so bad. Lets you concentrate on the feeling.
He made those almost cute whimpering sounds again, greedy fuck, trying to get it deeper into his hot muzzle. He was going to gag at any point soon, I knew as much, and reached with a paw to pat the top of Chuck's head.
"No need to rush yourself, daddy."
He sucked me obediently until I pushed him off my cock and rubbed it over his face, marking him as my sub for the night. The wife came over to catch the droplets of spit and pre hanging to her husband's muzzle.
"Chuck, now that you've helped your friend out a bit, maybe you could show him the trick you've been practicing all week?"
My obedient puppy gave her a quick nod and walked over to the corner of the room where the small husky woman sat, she and her camera, and her handbag.
She pulled out a black plastic dildo from that same innocent housewife handbag, a canine-molded one, at least as big as my own dick.
"Here we go, Chuck, show your friend what you can do."
The husky gave his wife a nod and took the offered dangling plastic dong into a paw and placed it on top of the table, next to his clothes. Then he pulled down his briefs and put them on top of the pile of clothes, over his striped tie.
"Why don't you show your hole first, Chuck?"
Damn this was hot. It felt really odd to be the dom while someone else was commanding your sub.
She never did anything sexual with him or me during these sessions, just commanded.
It was the only time ever that I got sexually aroused because of a woman.
Chuck raised his tail and grabbed his slightly flabby ass cheeks and pried them apart to show off his pink, hairless pucker. Even in the poor lighting of the motel room I could see that that wrinkled hole was glistening with some sort of lube already.
"Yeah...we had him all oiled up after his douche, didn't you like that, Chuck?"
"I did," the husky grunted, head hung down as he presented his bare ass to me.
"Not put that thing in so that he won't have to tear you open when he fucks you."
"Yes."
Chuck grabbed the plastic dong and pushed the blunt, naturally-shaped tip against his hole. He grit his teeth and grunted a bit as he began to push the molded dildo into himself, still holding his tail up, proudly showing off his ass for my eyes. It was so hot that it kept me rock hard even without pawing myself of to stay fully erect during this lull in active on my person.
Chuck gasped when the first inch when it, sucked by his fleshy little hole.
"Tell your friend how it feels like, Chuck."
"It...ahhh...feels good..."
He pushed in another thick inch, spreading himself wide open, as the smooth shaft slid into that tight, hot hole. His cock throbbed endlessly, and I knew he was enjoying this, not finding such self-impalement painful at all, even when more and more of the black, unnatural plastic was pushed inside his shaggy-furred rump. The camera flashed a few times, capturing the glistening black artificial shaft as it plunged rudely into the husky's submissive tailhole.
"Put the knot in too."
The black knot nuzzled the husky's stretched hole and he pushed hard on the base of the thick dildo to force the rest of its girthy length into his ass.
The big family man groaned deeply when he got tied by his own paw, forcing the oversized toy through that pink hole into his overstuffed rump. It locked in with a slurping sound, and the wide base caught against his taint. His body was sucking it all in now, I suspected, trying to decide what to do with the dildo inside the husky's rectum. The knot made it impossible to expel, and Chuck's mind was set to keeping it in for as long as possible. It would've probably felt fantastic if it was my cock in there and not that plastic dick.
Chuck leaned against the table and wagged his tail, panting loudly as he enjoyed being impaled in his ass by the thick toy. His cock dripped all over his pristine clothes.
The camera flashed again, and Chuck grunted again, manly, like a husky filling his wife with seed.
I took some of the lube I brought and added a little bit on my dick before I slid a condom over my nine inches and secured the ring under my knot and checked the fit. My cock now looked an odd color, clashing its original redness and the slight yellowish tint of the plastic covering me. I laid down on the bed, legs bread, and harrumphed.
"Stop playing with yourself and come here. Let's give your wife some photo opportunities," I growled, the dom I was put into my young voice.
"You heard your friend," she spoke, brandishing her camera in an outstretched paw, making sure that the panting husky sees it, as he nods, quickly.
I'm sure he was already sweating all over under those furs, knowing what was coming to him.
"Let me take that out" I called to him when he reached for the black base of the toy jutting out his ass. "I want some fun too."
I suck at dirty talking.
He walked over with a sufficient bow-legged gat, much to my amusement, for I snuffled, and she seemed to like it too, because another photograph was added to the family album of him standing, next to me. We'd make sure my face wasn't showing in it later on.
Chuck turned around and leaned over a little, paws pressing over his thighs as he pushed his rump back towards me and lifted his tail again. I grabbed onto that offending piece of plastic and gave it a firm tug, not caring much whether it'd hurt or not, the husky probably got off whatever I did, as long as it was gay sex.
I watched how his hole stretched to the limit with the reversed motion of the dildo slipping out of his ass. I just yanked it out, really, and kept my eyes on that snug little hole, pursing itself up after being almost torn apart by the rough self-play. I knew that soon my own fleshy knot would be doing the same thing to him. I couldn't wait.
"Saddle up," I told him, and smacked the nearest ass cheeks, and gave his subby tail another tug.
That was our little code. I was telling him to sit on it, and face his wife, not me, so that she could get nice photos of that big husky cock bobbing in the air while he rode a thick dick drilling deep into his rear. I could grab onto his ass cheeks and hold them firmly and watch how my cock disappeared into that stretched-out sloppy hole belonging to the subbiest male I had ever met during my sexual life. I couldn't really choose which thing about this whole threesome was arousing me most, but likely it hardly mattered.
The bed creaked when the husky climbed over and I almost got a faceful of ass when he swung himself into position and straddled me. I pushed my cock up with a paw and held it up so that he could back himself down on it whenever he wanted, although preferably very soon. My other paw held onto his tail and held it up so that I could watch everything that was happening, unobstructed.
"Down, wuff."
He always barked when he got the first inch inside his ass, a loud, deep sound coming out of him when something went in him. I only had to pull a little on that fluffy tail to coax him to sit down fully on me, letting himself come down all the way, slowly. I bet his thighs were killing him, trying to keep him poised like that, out of shape as he was, but with hunger to get a big cock under his tail, whatever effort was required for that.
My long, thick shaft twitched when Chuck's hot anal walls clenched down on me, hard, barely stretched out even after stuffing that huge thing up there earlier. His hole sucked on me, kneading over my length as it burrowed its way all the way in, until my knot nudged itself against the husky's taint.
I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled them apart so that I could stare all I wanted on the way how that wrinkled tiny little pucker feebly pulsed and stretched around my shaft. He gasped a few times, but made few other sounds except loud breaths every now and then.
We began a mutual rhythm of fucking. He pushed himself down and I rocked my hips upwards. Slap, slap, slap, snap,snap,snap.
I bet she was filling out the whole memory card with dirty shots as much as I was filling up her husband's tailhole, and probably might shoot there, too, once I was done ramming my dogbone into the husky's subby cocksucker ass over and over again.
He never touched himself when we fucked, only held his paws over his thighs for support as he humped his ass on my dick. His ass was tight and felt even better after eight days of not having my thick bitchbuster inside that gray rump. The bed creaked as he moved, two heavy bodies coming together over it setting the aged springs into motion.
I couldn't get enough of that tight ass and I was merciless in my thrusting, pounding that rump until I was sure that it was going to hurt tomorrow. That ache would be along to the fact that he was about to get my knot in there as well, soon.
"Here we go, bitch."
I wasn't sure how I could practice better dirty talking...watching more porn might do, I thought, as my slippery ball of meat forced itself through the husky's anus and into the snug confines of that over-filled tunnel.
He sure knows how to take it in the ass, because he started to cum almost immediately, spraying the dinghy sheets with his puppy juices.
She didn't have a video camera with her this time, but I guess her collection of money shots was adequate for now.
His orgasm turned his ass into a hot cocksucking vacuum and tripped me off the edge in no time, either, and I gave him another quick thrusts before my own balls started to give up their juice into Chuck's warm, tight, married, forbidden fetish rump.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" that was my chant, declaring my release into the daddy husky's tight ass, flooding into the rank, slick condom.
Funnily enough, it was his wife who smoked the post-fuck cigarette, not me or Chuck.
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