Folie A Trois: Part 3
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Well, it took me some time, but here it is.
This is based on a picture by Darkgoose, Winner's Circle http://www.sofurry.com/page/132860/search, check it out if you so wish.
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Folie a Trois Part 3 And now, here I stand, between two men that probably hate me, even though I have nothing but good feelings towards them. Unfortunately, that's the problem. Folie a Trois: a sickness shared by three. Love is often characterized as a sickness isn't it? Yeah, it is, as far as I've seen. Alright! Screw the linguistics! I am married to Kujo and yet, in a moment of drunken haze and extreme infatuation, I completely gave myself to Benji. What to do, what to do? Sure, Kujo doesn't exactly know that I was fucked by Benji, he probably hates me since I got so mad at him when he told me about the rings, and since I completely ignored him about the party. Benji probably hates me since I got so physically involved and didn't even tell him about Kujo. As far as I could work together, it seems as though he knew Kujo and I had something, but I guess he didn't think it was something as big as marriage. I look to my right to find my blue tiger of a husband looking at the wall with a blank expression on his face and a coffee mug pressed up against his lips. To my left I see Benji with a scowl on his face looking in my direction. I really don't want to have Benji as an enemy. He's such a nice fur. I don't want to be outcast by him. "Yo, Kujo, could I talk to you really quickly about your last shoot?" The raccoon peeks in door of the break room and Kujo responds with a nod as he makes his way out of the room. "If you two are supposed to be married, then why don't you have rings, and why didn't he pay any attention to you right now? If you don't want to date me just tell me, alright!" "No, listen! Kujo sold our rings without me knowing so I got really mad at him and went to the party last night even though he said he didn't want me to." "Yeah? Well, I hope you're still sore from last night." I kind of am. He walks out of the break room and slams the door on the way out. Great! Why does Benji have to be such a great fur when I already have Kujo as a mate? Ugh, this is fucking confusing. "Hey, um, Max?" The raccoon's head is peeking through the door again. "Yeah? What's up?" "There's a little dispute going on outside that you might want to check out." "Um, sure." I follow him through the studio until we find ourselves outside. "Kujo! It's just a fucking role! Relax!" "Don't you tell me to relax you fucking dog! Don't act like I don't notice you staring at his ass whenever he walks by!" "What the hell is going on Kujo?" I ask him while trying to bring his attention towards me. "This fucker wants to fuck you!" "Hey, this isn't my decision for the umpteenth time!" "Yeah, but you certainly don't seem to be acting like you weren't part of this decision!" "Both of you! Just calm down!" the voice interrupts everything else while we all turn our heads to see the fuming raccoon. "Alright! At this point I don't fucking care who wants to fuck the husky, and I don't think either of you are going to back down, so I propose a competition. You two will sprint from that corner of the street to the next, the winner gets the role, alright?" The two men growl before they mutter a low, "Alright". The two walk to the corner and get ready as the raccoon tells somefur else to stand at the other corner. "Are you ready?" He yells as the two males of my affection get into a sprint start stance. They both look so hot in their shorts. I could see their bulging leg muscles as they prepare to start the race, determination mixed with a bit of hate for each other in their eyes. "Go!" The director yells and the two dart down the street. Within seconds they flash past us. I find myself darting between both of them, checking out both of their athletic forms. Both pretty similar except for their natural builds causing more muscle mass in different areas. I hardly even have the time to cheer for either of them before I find them at the end of the street. "Yeah!" They both exclaim success before they look at the other and walk back to us. Once they get into earshot they start their arguments. "I beat you by half the street!" "Yeah right! You were behind me the whole time!" "Whatever! I beat you and that's that!" "Gentlemen, please, calm down. Reed, who one?" The director says calmly. "Um, honestly," The smaller canine, a chihuahua to be precise, says timidly as he stood behind the two huffing, hunky men, "As far as I saw, it was a complete tie." Benji and Kujo turn around to look at him and give him a glare. "So a three way, huh? Sounds good to me!" The raccoon exclaims. The guys' rage redirect themselves towards him. "There's no way I'm going to be in a film with him!" "I'm not going to let him fuck Max!" "Well that's too bad. Those were the terms of the competition. Deal!" Kujo and Benji groan. "So Max, why don't you pick the positions. Who gets your ass and who gets your muzzle?" Kujo looked towards me with a worried look in his face. I motion towards him to come to me. "Listen, and don't get angry. I'd rather have him in my ass." "What the fuck?" "Listen! I'd rather have him in my ass so I could have you in my muzzle and have my attention geared towards you." and so I could have a repeat performance of last night. He lets out an uncertain growl. "Fine, since it's what you want." He smiles slightly and pecks me on the lips. "Alright so, I want you all to start off kissing, Max in the middle. Benji, you and Kujo never really even have to touch unless you want to." Finally the director had introduced himself to me as Hank. We sat in what looked like a college dorm room set, shirtless and with light similarly colored jeans on. "And Max, don't forget to act innocent, shy, and cute. Ready? Action!" Benji immediately takes a paw to my chin and tilts it towards him and violently presses his muzzle against mine to take the first kiss. I open my muzzle and let that greatly skilled tongue make its way back into my mouth. I place my paw and begin rubbing his bare chest. I feel up his glorious abs and pecs. I feel a paw grab the other side of my chin and my kiss is broken. Immediately another tongue makes its way into my muzzle and I begin feeling up the familiar muscles of my blue tiger of a mate. A paw from the other side makes its way to my crotch and begins to grope it as another from the side pulls at my chin and the brown muzzled Sheppy begins making out with me again. The paw on my crotch is forceful, but also very lusty as it quickly causes a bulge in my denim pants. I groan into his mouth and it quickly becomes quite audible when another paw makes its way to my chin, and once again my make out partner is changed back to Kujo. The paw on my member stops massaging and undoes my button and zipper, pulling them down immediately afterwards, pulling my boxers along with them. The paw then quickly makes its way towards my balls and seconds later I feel a warm muzzle over my dribbling cock. A paw makes its way onto my thigh and begins massaging it. With just a second of thought I figure out that the paw on my thigh is Kujo's. He then takes the paw on my chin an places it in the back of my head to further pull me into the kiss. This is awesome! The two men in my life are trying to pleasure me more than the other in an effort to further gain my attention. I love it. What about polygamy? Having this every night wouldn't be that bad in my opinion. Would anyone even consider allowing gay polygamy? Probably not right? Well anyways, back to real life. I take my paws and move them towards Kujo's pants and quickly work my digits on his button and push then down, not so easily due to my position. Thankfully, he finishes the job. Damn, Benji gives a really good muzzle job. I didn't even realize it, but, I'm really close to cumming. I place a paw on his head and grab onto his headfur. Hopefully he realizes that I'm close to climax and he'll stop soon. Wouldn't want a premature orgasm in a porno. He gives few good sucks, each punctuated with a popping and suction sound, before he ceases his action. The Sheppy's paws grab onto my hips and pick me up pretty easily. He then slowly lowers me down in a position in which I would have to support myself on my paws and knees. Kujo stepped off to the side for this duration, slowly stroking that brilliant piece of feline manliness. After I get into my position I look up at Kujo and he makes his way to his not so enjoyable spot of being just in front of my muzzle as Benji positions his bareback cock just at my slightly red pucker, still somewhat sore from yesterday, yet another reason I didn't want Kujo to have my ass right now. The German Shepard then presses his hips towards my ass, his cock making its way back into its seemingly rightful place. My muzzle opens wide to let out a yelp of pain, but is then filled by another amazing cock. Kujo's dick makes its way to the back of my muzzle before he pulls his hips back, the dick coming out covered in saliva and a bit of its own pre. Just as he prepares to slam back into my muzzle, I feel the cock in my ass make its way out and slam its way back in just as the one in my muzzle goes back into my throat. "Damn, your ass is still tight as hell!" I hear a groan from behind me. He places a paw on my hips and grabs on tightly to the fur. He pulls out again and then slams back in with the added aid of his paws on my hips pulling towards him. He lets out a loud pleasurable bark. "Mmm, you like that?" "Fuck yeah he does, just loving this shit up." Kujo places a paw on my head and gently scratches behind my ears. A slight moan makes its way out of my muzzle before the rest of it is denied by Kujo's cock slamming back into the back of my throat which is immediately followed by the emptying and refilling of my ass by the significantly larger Shepard dick, the knot on that dick knocking against my tailhole. Will he tie me? We're supposed to be college students, so would a guy like him tie a guy like me in a situation like this? I certainly hope so. Aside from the unbelievable pain, I thoroughly enjoyed the few seconds it was in there before I ripped it out. At least if he tied me right now, I wouldn't have to get rid of it so hastily and still be justified. I give Kujo's pulsating cock a quick suck and let my tongue roll around it. Every vein, ridge, and curvature is so familiar. Although one who hasn't been in love before would think that sex with the same partner would begin getting stale, such fur would be wrong. Instead of getting stale, it's actually been getting better in the past while. Instead of stale, it seems like it's a sort of comfort that makes the sex seem so much more personal and adds an emotional aspect to the pleasure. The fact that you know exactly what the other likes and the idea that you are pleasuring the one you love is without equal. "Oh yeah! That's such a great piece of tail you have!" Then again, sex with Benji is so unexpected. It's exciting! Absolutely memorable. Sex with him is something different entirely. While Kujo offers security, Benji offers the exact opposite which is something just as good. The danger involved in Benji would be enough to get me started on itself. Not to mention the wonderful body he has. "Mmm, suck that cock. Suck it nice and hard! Oh, fuck!" He's close, I know that. Having his cock in my mouth so many times since we were young, I can sort of tell whenever he is about to cum. Maybe it's the change in his heartbeat that I can feel on my tongue, or the way his hips thrust into my muzzle, or the other pulses his cock makes. "I hope you're ready for a huge knot in your tail 'cause that's jus' what yer gonna get!" Benji, on the other paw, isn't as easily predictable. I feel the grip on both my hips and on my shoulder tighten as the furs on both sides of me hump their gluttonous man meats into my orifices, pre leaking generously out of both of them. Benji begins barking profanities as I noticed him doing last night and Kujo starts letting out a lusty moan until his grip on my shoulder becomes somewhat painful and he powerfully thrusts his cock deep into the back of my muzzle and unleashes his load straight down my throat. About a second later Benji lets out a howl before he slams his knot against my hole and pulls my hips into his, popping the knot into my hole and unleashing a torrent of cum into my far beyond capacity filled hole. Kujo pulls his cock out of my mouth and shoots a few more ropes onto my tongue for me to roll around and enjoy after I get a chance to completely catch my breath, which I realize is in the form of huffs. I let my head relax and look under me to find a large pool of cum on the couch directly under my cock which is still shooting lesser shots of cum. "And scene! Great job guys! Kujo, you can go ahead and get cleaned up while you wait for Benji's knot to shrink." I'm surprised I could hear what Hank was saying over my panting and the general euphoria of the moment. A paw gives a little scratch at the small of my back. "So, Max, I was thinking and I decided that you are going on a date with me this Friday," he says in a soothing voice while he continues to scratch my back. "Huh?" "A date, this Friday. I'll pick you up at five." "But you don't know where I live." I wish I was speaking in more than a mutter. "I'll just ask Michael. He'll have all your information." He pulls his still slightly engorged knot out of my tailhole with a familiar popping noise. "I don't hear any opposition, so I'm guessing there isn't any. Remember, Friday, 5pm. Got it?" I turn myself around to find him with a cocky smile on his muzzle. "Uh, got it." "Sweet! See ya 'round!" He walks off stage and covers his beautiful body with a company robe before he disappears behind a stage door. Interesting. For the first time in a while, I have weekend plans. He just plain out said I was going on a date with him. No asking or anything. Fuck. Kujo. God damn it! Why does that always slip my mind? I sigh deeply as I take a seat on the cum soaked couch and feel plenty of it leak out of my tail hole. That felt amazing, though. If only things could work out like that, but I'm certain Kujo wouldn't be up for something of that sort. Whatsoever shall I do? Maybe it's best if I go on the date with Benji. I do really like him and he didn't really give me much of a choice. So, a date with him on Friday. It has been a while since I've been on a date, too, so it would be really nice to be treated so well. How do I make sure Kujo doesn't know? I could tell him that some of the guys invited me out, but then he might want to go. I could say that my dad is in town and he wanted to have dinner, then again Kujo and my dad are kind of close so it wouldn't pass so well. "My sister is going into labor right now, my dad is going to pick me up and take me." "Your sister is pregnant? When did this happen?" "Um, I don't know, maybe nine months ago. Do you want to come witness the miracle of life?" "Disgusting woman problems, yeah, I'll pass thanks." "Your loss, I probably won't be back until, at the earliest, tomorrow, so don't wait up." "Oh believe me, I won't, I'm exhausted." We hear a car honk from outside. "Well, that's probably him, I'll see you later." "Love you." I walk out and close the door behind me. I look over at the black sports car in front of our building. A door opens and out of it appears the beautiful brown German Shepard. "Hey Max, you look great tonight." he makes his way around the car and opens the passenger door for me. "Not too bad yourself." He is dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and a blue and white plaid short sleeved shirt. Maybe it's just the mood I'm in, but he looks really hot right now. I get back into the only hazily memorable car. I take a quick look around the car to find little to nothing. There is an iPhone on a dock and that is about it. He makes his way into the passenger seat and turns on the ignition. "So, d'you like seafood?" My ears immediately perk up and I turn quickly to face him with a smile placed on my muzzle. "Not even deserving of a question I see. That's great 'cause I got this awesome place that I love to go to." "Sounds great." "Awesome!" He drives off into the city. "What type of music do you like?" He asks after a minute or two of silence. "Um, I've never really had a defined taste in music, but Kujo's band played a lot of alternative and I liked that." My ears immediately flatten as I realize what I had said. I look at him to find a slightly down look on his face. "Um, sorry, I, Uh, I probably shouldn't bring him up, should I?" "It's fine. Listen, I realize you have strong feelings for him, but I also know that you feel something for me that I know you can't ignore, otherwise, you wouldn't be in my car. I'm not asking you to forget about him, I'm just asking that you give me a shot and see where it leads you. No obligations or anything of the sort. Now how about some music?" He presses the home button on his iPhone twice and presses play and a song begins to play with the album art from Take This To Your Grave. Calm before the storm.
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I sat outside my front window...this story's going somewhere: "He's well hung," and I am hanging up. Well there's a song on the radio that says: "Let's get this party started." So let's get this party started. What you do on your own time's just fine. My imagination's much worse, I just never want to know. What meant the world had folded like legs and fingers holding onto what escapes me; what he has: a better kiss that never lasts. You said, between your smiles and regrets: "Don't say it's over." Dead and gone, dead and gone, yeah Calm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight. A reception less than warm set it off, and the sun burnt out to... This is me standing in the arch of the door hating that look that's on your face that says there's another fool like me. There's one born every minute, there's one born every minute. What you do on your own time's just fine. My imagination's much worse, I just never want to know. What meant the world imploded, inflated then demoted all my oxygen to product gas and suffocated my last chance. You said, between your smiles and regrets: "Don't say it's over." Dead and gone, dead and gone, yeah, woah Calm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight. A reception less than warm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight. Calm before the storm, set it off, set it off, woah Calm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight. A reception less than warm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight, yeah... Woah...yeah... Sun burnt out tonight Woah... The sun burnt out tonight The car pulls into the driveway of what looks like a very large residence. One could easily qualify this as a mansion. I take a survey out my window to find a fur dressed in a suit reaching towards the outer door handle and opening the door. The man then proceeds to reach a paw out and assist me in getting out of the car. I stare out at the monster of a house in awe before I turn around and look at Benji with a curious head tilt. "I was thinking about where to take you for our date and I couldn't make up my mind until I realized that there is little better than a home-cooked meal and so, I'll be cooking us dinner here." "This is your house?" I ask in a low toned voice. The architecture is glorious with lights shining from below to accentuate it perfectly. It looks as though a president could easily reside within. "Mmhm." "I know you wouldn't be able to afford this on a porn star's wage alone." "Yeah, well, I also do very well in the stock market," he says as he rubs his neck slightly. "You didn't think it would have been nice to have told me?" "Wouldn't have been a surprise if I had done that though." I guess that the surprise was kind of nice. "Well, let's go on in. Or would you prefer to stand here, muzzle agape?" "Lead on." The words are followed by an awkward smile and my face begins to burn. We make our way up the stairs into the menacing house. He is rich. I never really knew anyone who was rich, well, I don't really know many people in the first place. The life that I have lived has been the cause of that. "Well, this is the entrance of my humble abode." I think that that was supposed to be a joke of sorts. I look around at the beautiful building. Marble floorings, a cherry wood table as the center point of the room with a set of red flowers sitting atop. There are stairways to the lef tand right and the front leads to another spacious area that has doors that leads to other parts if the house. "Damn," I whisper under my breath. This place is huge! It's even bigger than it looked on the outside. "Come on, I'll take you to the kitchen." he grabs ahold of my paw and leads me through the hall and through a door. On the other side of the door I find myself in an enormous kitchen with appliances proportional to the room. "So, seafood right?" He walks over to the fridge and pulls out a package of pre-sliced fish that looks as though it is cod. "Um, yeah!" I had forgotten that he had said that we were going to be eating fish. Being poor certainly has quite the number of disadvantages doesn't it? He pulls a shiny metal pan down from the rack that hangs over the island containing a sink and a dishwasher underneath. You would think someone of his caliber would have a dishwasher named Armando or something like that, instead of one with the label of "Wagner". "You could go on ahead and take a seat if you want." For that matter, why is he even cooking? Couldn't he easily find some guy to do that for him? I'm certain he has the money, he had a guy to open my door for me, so why wouldn't he have a guy to cook? "You don't have any allergies, right?" "Not a one, I've always been a healthy fur." A proud smile makes its way to my muzzle, ensuring that I show of my naturally straight pearly white teeth. Air escapes his defined, handsome, muzzle in the form of a chuckle in an equally handsome manner. "That's great, I, on the other paw, am unfortunate enough to have a bee allergy. It's not too severe, but left untreated, it would be very bad." He continues with his cooking, the pieces of fish already laden with plenty of spices and other ingredients and in the pan sizzling. "Any requests as far as side dishes go?" He turns his muzzle to the side a smirks briefly. "Not exactly." "Hehe, perfect! Keith, you could come in now." A male otter dressed in white enters in through a swinging door with a cart filled with different side dishes, ranging from steamed vegetables to French fries to some stuff that I don't even want to know what it's called. "What's the point of having all this money if I can't show it off?" He takes two plates out of his cabinet and places a piece of the white meat onto each plate and walks with the plate towards a door. "You coming?" "Um... Uh huh." I follow him through the door and find myself in an exquisite dining room as big as my apartment filled with an even flashier table and surrounded by chairs that couldn't cost less than a hundred dollars each. Above is a crystal chandelier brilliantly lighting up the room. An abrupt cough makes its way through the room. I turn to see Benji with a smile on his muzzle as he opens a sliding glass door and ushers me through. I feel a small breeze blow through my fur, still warm from the summer atmosphere. There is a small table in front of me with an elegant table cloth. Atop the table is a silver candle holder radiating light from the small flame atop it. Aside the candles there is a small Ice bucket with a bottle of what looks like wine within it. A wine glass, a delicately folded napkin, and a set of silverware is placed on each side of the table. "I know, it's cheesy and all, but I wanted it to be romantic and all, y'know?" I turn to find him rubbing his neck with an almost awkward smile. "It's awesome. I've never really had somebody do something this extravagant for me." A smile comes across my muzzle as I look up at the towering sheppy. He smiles back at me and places a plate at each end of the table. He pulls out a chair for me which I gladly accept. He then takes a seat across from me. "Ah, well, go on ahead and start eating," he says as Keith, the otter, comes in through the same door we had with his cart of side dishes. He takes the bottle of wine and pours the red liquid into each of our glasses. "Anything else I could get for you Benji?" Keith asks in a voice that is unlike what one would think a servant's voice would be. I would think that a servant would have a dull, bored voice like many of the waiters at late night diners, but his voice is much more uplifted, almost happy that he is working here. You could see it in his eyes too; they're actually showing some emotion as opposed to most fur's visible spite towards the world when they're in such a position. My guess is that Benji must be a pretty cool employer in order for this guy to be so content with his occupation. Benji shakes his head and Keith nods and exits through the door he came in. "So how do you like it?" I revert my attention to Benji and find him leaning on one paw and staring at me. I continue the chewing I had done automatically. "Mmm, iths good," I say through a muzzle full of food. Benji begins grinning and I raise an eyebrow. "You don't even have to try to be so cute do you?" He has such a dreamy look in his eyes. "Hmm?" I finish chewing my food an swallow. "Don't worry about it, just keep eating." I do so and he just stares at me, taking a bite of his food every once and a while yet he still is managing to keep up my pace of eating, then again, he is almost a foot taller than me and quite a bit bigger in general than me so he's probably eating in bigger portions. "What do you want to do with your life?" "I don't really know. I'm smart and all, but I don't really want to do any busy work, nor would I really want to go back to school to get a career." that was a horrible answer, but I don't really know what else to say. "What about you?" "Well," he spreads his arms apart, "I'm already doing it, i've got money, I've got my hobby, the only thing missing is a special somefur." The dreamy look on his face returns with little intermission as he smiles at me yet again. "I'm so glad you came today." "You didn't give me much choice though." "Yeah, would you have said yes if I hadn't?" "Hmm, I guess you're right." "I normally am. What would you like to eat for dessert?" He catches me with a muzzleful of food. I quickly swallow it and take a drink of the red liquid to wash it down. "I haven't even finished my dinner and you're already thinking about dessert?" He shrugs it off. "I like food, what else could I say?" His body doesn't really show his obsession with food. Of course, the only thing I see on his body is muscle and hunkiness. That and plenty of money now, I wonder if he's ever rolled around in his money. I gulp immediately and my eyes widen as the thought becomes more and more likely. I feel a slight tingle in my sheath underneath the table. I sit straighter in my chair, hoping that my arousal doesn't become apparent. Though we have already had sex on a soccer field, in the middle of the night, while the sprinklers were on, all wet and bareback and horny. Aw, what a wonderful evening. Damn my horny gay thoughts. I begin tapping my leg against the floor, hoping to get my mind off the thoughts. Unfortunately it only accomplishes the exact opposite, the friction of my leg against my growing cock only quickened the process. Benji's nose wrinkles in the attempt to smell the air as one does once they smell something off. He has it, damn it. A grin appears on his face as a shy almost apologetic look appears on mine. "Hehe, I think I know what you would want for dessert." A smirk appears on his muzzle. "Truth be told, I've been fighting arousal since the moment you stepped into my car." I feel my facial muscles convolute to show an awkward but almost proud grin. Glad to learn that I'm not the only horny fur here. "Maybe even beforehand. I'm kind of glad I don't have to worry about the plans for the rest of the evening?" I tilt my head and perk and ear as he gets up and walks around the table. He places a paw at each side of my head and leans over, pressing his lips firmly against mine. My eyelids slowly close as his our lips begin moving in unity to the beat of lust. He begins moving his paws lower down to my neck and moments later, my back as I wrap my arms around his neck. His paws begin trailing down and didn't make a bit of an attempt to resist feeling up my ass as his paws went down to my thighs. A quick inhale of air occurred within my muzzle and fortunately didn't come as a yip, as he picks me up. He then makes his way into the house with me in his arms. We were once again in the ornate dining room. The beautiful chandelier hovering over the center of the room is but a distant object in my attention. Of course the first thing on my mind is this sexy sheppy carrying me. We make our way through his house and up his stairs before we arrive at his bedroom and he lays me down on his bed. He then gets atop me and stares with those beautiful brown eyes. He runs a paw through my head fur and lets out a content sigh as a smile arrives on his muzzle. He lowers himself down and our lips make contact, continuing our make out session as my arms wrap around his back pull him close.. "You are too damn cute!" He presses his nose against mine and rubs them together. "Of course, you know that, don't you? You probably get told it every day, don't you?" I do know it, however, I don't hear it very often, in fact, I rarely hear it. the only time I really hear it is if I'm not in the mood one night. "Don't you?"
"Not so much, actually."
"Well that in itself is a crime. A fur like you deserves to be praised every chances one gets. I, of course, would love to be such a fur."
"Uh, thank you." I feel so shy right now damn it. I just want to hide my blushing red face against his chest.
"No worries, cutie. Ew, actually, I don't like how that word sounds, it sounds much more like I am talking to my niece than to such a sexy thing as yourself." Why the hell isn't this guy a politician or something of the like? I'm already hard as hell under these jeans and we've hardly even touched anywhere, let alone down there. He has such a sweet way of speaking, enough to make me melt like butter on a pan. That, combined with the fact that he is an irresistible portrayal of the very essence of an appealing male, I don't understand how he hasn't found a guy that would love to fulfill his need for a lifelong mate, and that is without saying that he is rich, which would bring about quite a number of gold diggers hoping to cash in on Benji's need to love.
My paws begin to make their way around to the front of his shirt and begin unbuttoning his well pressed shirt. By the time I make it to the last button, Benji is already hard a work with unbuttoning mine until I undo the last button in which he pauses in order to take of the shirt as well as the white one that remained underneath it. I then went to undoing my shirt and did such with ease and then just as quickly, removed both of my shirts. He then forcefully pressed his lips up against mine, his paws heading south of my body and arriving at my pants where he quickly undoes the fastens and pulls them down with vigor before he does the same to himself. He then takes off both of our underwear and pushes me further onto the bed and follows quickly behind. Within seconds of ridding us of our clothing completely, Benji has become a completely different fur. The cool, cute, and unbelievably nice fur is gone and replaced with a beast of sorts. Still he is unbelievably hot, although now he is much more passionate and lust filled than the love driven fur of seconds ago.
Our hardened dog-hoods begin rubbing up against each other, our lust filled minds causing our bodies to move automatically as he grinds his crotch against mine. My paws reach around and begin feeling up his back only to be pulled away and pinned down against the bed by Benji's paws as he continues the mad make out session. I lay there for about fifteen minutes simply being held down and kissed by this hunk of a man. He pulls away slowly with a lusty look in his eyes as he lowers himself, freeing my arms as a side effect as he bring his head between my legs and begins lapping at my scrotum causing a shiver to run up my spine as the rest of my body shudders in pleasure. He takes one of the furry orbs into his mouth and gives it a quick suckle before letting the matted ball slip out his maw as he licks up the length of my member, giving no attempt to pick up any wet doggy saliva on the way up the six and a half inches of sensitive flesh. A long drawn out groan escapes my muzzle as my eyelids squeeze shut in sheer ecstasy. One of my paws reach down and grabs onto his head fur and squeezes his hair as another grabs on to the bed sheet as the rest of my body writhes.
His muzzle wraps around my cock and gives it a forceful suck. I bite my lip as a moan makes its way out of my muzzle. His head continues to bob up and down on my crotch as my dick pulsates within his muzzle, causing only more pleasure from my perspective. He grabs hold of my hips with both paws and begins to knead both of my cheek before one of his digits reaches around an plants itself between my crack, finding my hole and pressing itself against it, finding not as much, but still plenty of resistance from my sphincter before it penetrates into the realm that is my tailhole. A gasp escapes my muzzle as the digit breaches my tailhole and leisurely orients itself with my innards. His other paw reaches up and grabs onto the base of my member where my knot now begins to form. He gets up and begins to slowly and teasingly paw off my needy member. He pulls his digit out of my tailhole and grabs a bottle of lube from a nightstand. He flips open the cap and pours a generous amount onto the two digits of his right paw.
"This is going to be so much easier than on the soccer field, not to mention so much more pleasant." The lube comes out of the bottle with a spurting sound as he coats his digits with the lifesaving substance, especially when it comes to Benji's dick. He rubs the fluid around his digits and reaches around and plunges them into my rear end, leaving almost no time for me to so much as breathe. My eyes slam shut as I groan and moan from the cold fluid entering into my warm tailhole. His digits enter in as deep as they can before they pull out and then press back in causing another surge through my body of both pain and pleasure as the digits press up against the sensitive nerve endings of my anal wall. "And, that should definitely help quite a bit, well, here I go."
He takes the bottle and spurts another generous amount onto his right paw, recently retrieved from my tailhole, and coats his member with the shiny substance causing his member shine in the dim light of the bedroom. He then grabs onto me, picking me up so that I am resting on his thighs and his cock is resting within my crack.
"Well, hello there," I say after the shock of the movement wears off.
"Hi," he replies with that still smooth and luxurious voice. "Ya ready?"
"More than you will ever know." A cheeky smile plants itself across my muzzle as he grabs hold of one of my ass cheeks and his member in order to position it correctly to enter into my hole. He head then rests just inside of my hole, not so much penetrating as being held by the indent. He begins to buck his hips upwards forcing his member deep inside of my lubricated tailhole with much more ease than previously.
"Mmm, yeah, still tight as ever Maxi," He grunts through gritted teeth and closed eyes as his member penetrated deeper and deeper into my tailhole until I feel my tailhole come to rest upon his baseball sized knot. My muzzle rests upon his shoulder as my teeth clench together in an attempt to divert the pain pulsating from my tailhole.
"Oh, fuck," I let out as I feel my tailhole relax slightly as he begins to lift me up off of his cock, every bit of the heated flesh causing friction in those most sensitive of tissue that reside in one's anal passage. He begins to lower me down onto his cock once more meeting less resistance and resulting in much more pleasure. The full length of his shaft comes to a rest as he allows me a rest. I begin to pant over his shoulder as I feel my cock throbbing for more of the stimulation. He soon obliges as the large meat pulls out again only to slam right back in, a roar coming from both of us as he slams into my prostate releasing a wave of pleasure throughout my body. He then opens his muzzle and clamps onto my shoulder with just enough force to cause a minute amount of pain to contrast with the enormous pleasure radiating from my rear. He continues to pound into my ass, his cock pulsating wildly within my tailhole, and my shooting spurts of pre between our chests getting stuck in our fur for much aggravation when it comes to cleaning up. His paws begin grabbing hold of my ass cheeks and giving them a squeeze as his cock pierces through them with every second.
As the minutes begin to pass, the German Shepard's pace only continues to speed up as the piece of flesh pumps in and out of my tailhole with every second causing my cock to sporadically shoot out healthy doses of cum to be share by our joined chest furs. I begin to hear a growl resonating from within Benji's throat as his actions become rapid and closer together.
"Damn, you've got such a great ass." He falls back and pulls me over him and continues to slam into my tail, now by his own force more than that of gravity, allowing him to move much faster and generate much more power as seen by my now constant moaning as I clench onto the furs on his back as my cock begins to rub between our stomach.
"Fuck! I'm, about, to, cum," the words come out in short intervals separated by pants and moans as my cock continues to leak out a stream of pre. I begin to move my hips in junction with his hips and the force on my ass from his knot increased, almost enough to break through my sphincter and gain entry. The friction on my cock becomes too much as I let out a quick yip and his knot slams into my tailhole followed by a load roar as rope after rope of cum makes its way to land on his chest furs and his stomach. He continues to push his cock deeper into me with shorter, faster humps, each one jabbing into my prostate and causing slightly more cum to be extracted from my cock.
"Oh fuck yeah!" he roars as the grip on my ass becomes almost painful and his cock twitches and unleashes its load within my anus causing an almost burning sensation to bury itself deep within my bowels as the cum rushes through the wrong way of my digestive system before it runs out of force and settles with his cock.
"I am so glad I came today, hehe, in more than one way."
"Me too, man, me too," he says in an airy voice barely getting through pants. "So I'm guessing you're spending the night, right?"