Lost and found jocks
"SLAM!!", the locker rang out with the metallic clang it's always made, filling the locker room and any other pair of ears unfortunate enough to be close by. Of course with it being a Sunday, the only pair of ears to fall victim to the sudden auditory attack just happened to belong to the pair of dobermans who had just finished a one on one weekend scrimmage.
Just as Berner's ears came out of their perked up state, Blake, his long time school buddy spoke out, sitting there on the bench next to him, rubbing those tender, pointy black and tanned ears of his.
"Fuck dude... do you always have to slam it so hard?", looking up somewhat tolerant of his team mate; as he knew deep down inside that Berner was always the joker type, at least that's all he's known of him since the beginning of college. Berner looked down at the other canine who was busily untieing his shoes now, left eventually to take the rest of his football gear off. They were both pretty well built, with each one admiring the other for their own reasons. Blake had spent most of his free time outside of class and football in the gym, as he knew the only real way to be the best linebacker on the team was to pack on as much weight on his frame as possible; so it was only natural to find his respect extended to anyone else devoted to staying in shape.
Berner however admired his fellow team mate for his own reasons. Even though Berner wasn't quite as large as the other two toned dog jock next to him, he didn't let that spoil any efforts put into the gym during his own free time. Infact, it was more incentive to spend less time in the gym as he had a thing for larger males and besides, his aspiration to be the best quarterback on the team was good enough cover for him to keep his muscle mass down. Just before answering Blake's initial inquiry as to why he felt it was important to grace his ears with some harmless jack assery, he slipped out of his jockstrap and tossed it into his bag, leaving him to stand nakedly beside his team mate.
Berner smirked, his head cocked away from Blake who sat nakedly on the bench next to him, looking down at him through the corner of his eye.
"Heh... sorry man, I couldn't help it. You know me, I just like an easy target".
Blake took in a breath and shook his head slowly, sighing out both in exhaustion from putting in a hard day of practice along with a disappointing undertone.
"Yeahhhh.... easy target I guess"
Berner felt his grin fade to that of a semi neutral expression, his brow cocking up a bit as a hint of concern began to show.
"Hey you doin' okay? You and Kayla still having issues about..."
Berner paused and looked over his shoulders to see if the only pair of ears to hear his voice were truly that of his fellow doberman.
"...down there?"
Blake looked up to the other dobe and sighed out again.
"Yeah..."
Berner chuckled a bit and the pair just continued on their conversation alone in the locker room. Berner was no stranger to Blake's dilemma as this was an issue he was having ever since he really started to pack on the mass. He used to have that slightly larger than average swimmer's build that Berner had but ever since he hit the weights six months ago, his body really stayed true to it's genetics. Ever since he really started to show his progress, it wasn't uncommon for other males to confuse him for having the body of a rottweiler.
"...so yeah, I'm still pretty sensitive about the size of my dick, dude... I mean, I know that yeah it's only natural for it to appear smaller now that I've bulked up, but I had no idea it would look as small as it does. Last night I... I couldn't even get it to swell completely for Kayla and well..."
Berner chuckled again as he chimed in "I'm guessing you made friends with the couch last night eh?"
Blake looked down and muttered under his breath
"Yeah..."
Just as Berner was about to open his muzzle, Blake returned the locker slamming favour his team mate gave him just a few minutes ago with the power of his fist as his sleek bristley tanned knuckle fur slammed into what used to be that of the flat metallic surface of his own locker door, denting it inwards before slowly swinging out from the powerful shot he gave it.
Berner didn't really know what to say now, as he really had no idea it was affecting the other dog bad enough for him to dent his own locker. Just as he was about to speak, a small water bottle sized black bottle fell to the floor of Blake's locker, only to roll out onto the changeroom floor. Berner looked down and picked up that familiar looking black bottle, finding that even though it had been opened a month ago, it was still mostly full; as if it was only used a couple of times.
Blake started to his pawfeet, reaching in to his locker to search for his clothes, only to feel a sudden clasping upon his wrist as Berner reached up to grab and shake it with a chuckle.
"Heh dude! This is the stuff I gave you last month and you've only used it like what, twice? Heh..."
Blake looked over to Berner, unsure of what he was going on about until his eyes glanced accross the label on the bottle. The writing upon it reading "Permagrowth size enhancement gel"
"Oh yeah.... sorry dude but I tried that stuff, didn't work", only for Blake to look back into his locker and resume the hunt for his clothes.
Berner chuckled again "Dude you only used it twice right? It takes at least three sessions for the average male. Didn't you read the instructions?"
Blake glanced over to Berner through the corner of his eye as his curiousity seemed to be sparking up a little inside as he was indeed curious about where Berner was going with this "Uh... well I just assumed I poured a paw full of it onto my crotch and rubbed it in 'till it was dry. I even tried pawwing off with it but dude... nothing happened so I just figured fuck it"
Berner smirked and chuckled a little, shaking his head before looking back up to the other naked doberjock standing next to him, a wrist in one paw and a bottle of size enhancement in the other "No man... you almost had it right but here's the trick. You really gotta rub this stuff in and you've REALLY gotta spend a good half hour at it. It gets easier though the more you use it because you don't have to spend as long applying the stuff since it stays in your skin for about a month".
Blake looked at his team mate quizically, still with a little uncertainty "O'okay?"
Berner went on about the best way to apply the stuff, only to end his speach with incredibly flushed inner ears as his entire underflesh was awash in a heavy, adrenalline inspired blush "...and it won't work unless you have someone rubbing it in for you".
Blake sighed once again "Yeah... I knew there was going to be a catch. How do you expect me to get Kayla to apply the stuff when I don't want her to know I'm having size issues? And hey... why can't I use the stuff myself?"
Berner shook Blake's wrist again "Dude, you need someone else to apply it to your dick because males just naturally focus on their favourite spots and you need to rub this stuff in to EVERY inch of your meat. That's the trick to using this stuff". Berner nodded and smiled reassuringly to the other male.
Despite Blake's naturally calm exterior, the initial spark of curiousity within felt more like a small fire now, only to serve as a way for his frustration to build along side of it "But dude... you don't get it, even if I could get Kayla to use this stuff on me, it wouldn't do me much good 'cause she knows where all my sensitive spots are..."
Berner blushed again and gulped subtlely as he looked down and away a little, mumbling under his breath "Well... I don't..."
Blake jerked back a little, his eyes going wide as he did a double take on his team mate "What the?..."
Berner looked back up to him. "Yeah... I mean, dude c'mon. This seems to be a huge deal for you and I mean I know this stuff works. I know you know what I'm getting at here and I really wanna help you out, as a friend. I know how much she means to you...."
Blake felt his curiousity suddenly wash away from the flood of denial that now filled his head. After all, his best friend hadn't shown a hint of faggotry since he met him. He hadn't even heard of any rumors surrounding him. Where was his limp wrist? The lisp? The affeminate attitude? As far as he knew it, Berner was anything but a flaming homo-cano. Blake looked around to locker room, glancing about his environment; taking into account that it was indeed a Sunday after school hours, the entire gym was on loan to two of the team's star football prodigies and fully locked up, finding the only fresh scent that belonged to anyone in the locker room being that of the two naked doberjocks before looking back to Berner's kind, smiling face.
"Uh... dude.... I know what you're getting at but, you're not a fag. This doesn't feel kinda gay to you?"
Berner smiled and nodded, shrugging "Well think of it as if you were taking a trip to the vetdoc's office. I mean, you're my best friend and it wouldn't do either of us much good to have the rest of the team finding out I pawwed you off in the locker room, would it?"
Just before Berner could finish, Blake interrupted "Yeah but I..."
Only for Berner to smile and finish off "I mean after all, you'd be doing this for Kayla, right? Hell..." Berner grinned "...all you have to do is tell me to stop at any point and hey since I'm...", chuckling once again as he's literally had almost every breed pounding away at his backside ever since he came to grips with the fact that he really was gay after he hit his mid teens "...heh, not gay, you've done nothing wrong, right?"
Blake thought hard about everything the dog just said and nodded a bit tentatively "I... yeah I guess you're right. I just... I dunno, this isn't exactly how I was expecting to spend my Sunday afternoon but, well if you're cool with that then I guess I'm cool with it"
Berner leaned in to whisper soft and reasurringly into the other doberman's ear "Just relax and..." Blake nodded, already knowing what Berner was going to say but not expecting to feel his team mate's paw slip up between those chisle buff inner thighs to cup his well rounded canine gonads "... let me take care of the rest..."
Blake jumped a bit, stumbling back slightly as he went wide eyed slightly, tensing up as his bristley black dog testicles almost slipped completely off of Berner's tanned canine paw, caught and resting just barely off the tips of his short black claws. Berner began slipping down to the bench his partner had been sitting upon earlier, straddling it as he sat there looking up at Blake and smiling with a reassuring tone to his voice "Shhhh... relax dude. I know it's your first ti... I mean I know this is a bit different but who else is here? Just you and me..."
Blake nodded and gulped "I... I know but, I've never even thought of being this personal with another dude..." only for Berner to chuckle and smile once more
"I know, I know..." his paw slowly slipping in under the dog's crotch "...how about you just try to focus on relaxing and letting me do all the work. Try closing your eyes and thinking of Kayla, that might work"
Blake nodded and took his team mate's advice as he closed his eyes and thought of his girlfriend. He was always brought up to mate within his breed and had no quams about being doberman specific. Sure, he's played around in the past with females of other breeds but when it came to mateship, he had always stuck to doberfemmes, so there was part of this strange new encounter to be less impactful than his libido could handle.
Berner shifted in a little closer, still straddling the bench next to the other dog's thigh as his paw slipped in under those hefty black nuts of his, cupping them firmly in his paw and pushing them up tight against the heat of Blake's groin as he slowly began to roll them about back and forth, rumbling deeply as he felt his team mate's balls for the first time, rubbing and rolling them against one another. Blake gulped and licked his lips... sure, the dog's paw felt slightly larger than his girlfriend's since he was indeed a male, but picturing Kayla sitting there next to him in place of Berner was enough for him to enjoy the soothing feel of his gonads slowly being manipulated about between his thighs.
Berner kept at it, just giving his team mate a friendly testicle rub for now, concerned that he might go too far if he didn't give Blake enough time to feel that having his balls rubbed, especially by another male, was more of a good thing than it was a bad thing. Berner spoke up to him "You doing alright bro?", only for Blake to nod softly.
"Mm... mm'hmm yeah..."
Berner grinned as he too wasn't expecting his Sunday to turn out like this either, but that didn't stop his stubby tail from wagging excitedly above his well rounded rump cheeks as his heart began to race, the whole time reaching his other paw up to that already plump sheath of his partner's. Blake's chest began to rise and fall slightly more pronounced than just his idle breathing, only for him to gasp softly as he felt the other jock's paw wrap it's warm, padded grip around his thick sheath and ever so gradually tug and stretch at it, revealing the ebony black flesh of Blake's glistening cockhead with every down stroke; giving the dog a general idea of where to wrap his paw now. Blake still kept up his smooth, gradual breathing as he felt Berner's paws exploring his genitalia for the first time. This whole experience was something completely new to him but, for some reason he was finding the difficulty of sinking into the moment starting to pass. It still wasn't enough to get his meat to swell up any faster, despite it feeling as if it wasn't swelling up at all. Maybe he was thinking back to the difficulty of last night he just had, either way, the feeling was growing more and more easier to get comfortable with.
Blake's body however began to show slight betrayal to him as his ears began to slick down against his smoothe black scalp as his chest began to rise and fall a little faster, and even though he still had his eyes closed, Berner had an easy time picking up on the signals as he kept pawwing off the larger male before him. He grinned as he just kept up his smoothe, gradual paw job upon the dobe's nether regions
"Blake... think about the hottest fuck you ever had with Kay..."
Just before Berner could utter his last syllable, Blake's meat just suddenly FLOPPED out from within his plump sheath. Berner reared his head back in pleasent surprise, unsure of what to say as seeing another male's cock flop out like this was a display he had never seen before. He just kept pawwing him off nice and fluidly as the dog's knotless black length had to be about six inches in length, and it wasn't even swollen, it just hung there off his paw thumb and the underside of his opposite wrist as it kept fondling the other male's bristley black orbs.
"Are... heh, are you sure you even need this gel? Dude you're going to be huge!..." Berner exclaimed as his paw slipped off the sheath beneath the base of Blake's meat. Blake nodded, only to catch Berner off guard as he heard a slight whimper fill his ears, and that whimper certainly didn't come from his own muzzle. Berner grinned up at Blake, who still had his eyes closed with thoughts of Kayla running through his head, his paw reached out blindly beside him for the bottle of enhancement gel, only to finally grab it. Berner's fondling paw also slipped off the larger doberman's gonads, reminding the smaller doberman of a pair of plums he once held, giving him enough time to squeeze out a paw full of the clear goop into his padded palm and just before the dog closed the bottle to put it away, he squeezed out a generous helping of the goo over his crotch, testicles and lengthy black dick, which had already began firming and raising upwards as it passed the eight inch mark.
Berner licked his lips as he brought his paws up to aimlessly start stroking and fondling the other male's entire genitalia, rubbing it a little firmer now as he really begain stroking and rubbing the gel into the dog's fur and flesh, leaving Blake to give off a subtle moan now as he knew he couldn't turn back now... even though Berner was sliding his paws around his sensitive crotch and cockflesh, he couldn't turn back now as he was gliding over not just the non sensitive areas of his meat, but managed to hit his sensitive areas as well, forcing the larger canine to start panting softly over him; his paw overlapping the folds of his cockflesh over one another. Berner begain to pant as well below him as he watched in marvel of the beautiful slab of flesh he had in his paw, squeezing it as tightly as he could as he wanted damn sure to super saturate the larger male's inviting cockflesh with the gel that was guaranteed to yield the results his ulterior motives were hoping for.
Blake began to feel himself going weak in the knees as the enhancement gel was starting to take effect. Had Blake opened his eyes he'd see that the very cock Berner was stroking was already a couple of inches past the furthest point it's ever been at and having a ten inch dick was something he never thought possible, but for now all he could feel was the sensitivity of his member growing, his entire meatshaft tingling warmly from it's tip and warming it's way deep into his crotch, past the end of his sheath. Suddenly he heard Berner's voice whisper out below him.
"Oh fuck you're huge dude... and you're only gonna get bigger. Tell me, quick... what's your favourite thing to let Kayla do to your dick?"
Blake had just finished stepping over the bench to give his legs room to spread out and give his balls enough room to hang freely before answering his partner through the soft pant of his breath
"I love it when she sucks me o..." and with that, Blake opened his eyes in mid sentence only to see and feel Berner slip his muzzle down around the thick black girth of his cockhead, his muzzle lips pursed tightly around the dog's lubed flesh as the canine slide his maw in as deep as Blake's throbbing twelve incher would allow him "...ohhh ffffuuuuck....".
Blake moaned out as he felt around his dick a feeling he's never felt before. Were it not for the highly stimulating side effect of the gel, Blake would have pushed Berner off his dick, lending his growing lust the strength it needed to keep his hetero-cano inhibitions at bay as his partner began bobbing away at his dick nice and fluidly. Berner moaned and rumbled deeply around his friend's monumental length as he was satisfied at just how large Blake was; his nosepad bumping softly at the dog's musky crotch with every forward motion as he reached up to grip the sides of the dog's hips, cocking his head from side to side every time he slid it back and forth along the length of his meat.
Blake tried desperately to think of Kayla but found that with every passing second it was growing more and more difficult not to think of anything but the dog nursing from his crotch. Whatever inch exposed itself from between the base of his groin and the end of Berner's muzzle was soon to be tended to with his paw as the smaller doberman both pawwed and sucked off every inch of the larger male, as if his grip were acting as a guide for that muzzle of his to corkscrew it's way back and forth along Blake's member; his tongue curled up around it's underside, acting as a bed of flesh for it as it followed along with every twisting motion of his head.
Berner moaned and whimpered like a virgin bitch, the moment here in the locker room with Blake enough for him to drop the veil of masculinity he's had to hide behind ever since he joined the team, showing his partner how truly gay he really was as he continued to bob and swallow Blake's masculine rod.
"Ohhh fffuuuuuck Berner, yessss's's'sssssss", Blake groaned out.
And that was all the incentive Berner needed to start sucking his team mate off faster, if it weren't for the fact that he was also feeling the sudden burst of doberman precum splashing and streaming out into his throat, soaking and pooling up in his long maw that dobermans are popular for. He'd swallow back a thick pool of pre ejaculatory warmth, emptying out the mess that welled up inside his maw, only for it to quickly begin filling up again as his partner kept flooding his maw with the tastey warmth of his precum, but he didn't care, he was lost in a world of cocklust.
Berner just kept it up, the size gel having soaked it's way into Blake's crotch long enough for him to compare the doberman's dick to that of a thickly veined fourteen inch long can of soda; his gonads also showing the effects of the gel as they too had to be comparable to that of a pair of tennis balls before Berner heard the very words he never thought he'd hear through Blake's rapidly panting breath.
"I... I gotta cum... but I can't... I can't cum unless I'm fucking... something... I gotta stop..."
Berner whimpered as he slowed his efforts, only to pull his maw off of Blake's throbbing mass of dick, slowing his ascent once he felt the dog's coronal fleshridge hit his lips and slowly, ever so slowly, pull off with a squelching wet pop from the larger male's cockhead. Blake moaned hotly as he looked down at Berner with a half opened gaze, marvelling in disbelief inside at just how massive his dick was at this point, almost double in size now and still squirting it's warm juice into the smaller male's face.
"Are... are you sure?" Berner asked through his own panting breath, hoping and almost praying on the inside that this ride hadn't come to an end
"Y'yeah.... I can't get off unless I'm breeding, I'm sorry...." Blake replied.
Berner said nothing, his own member swollen fully at merely three quarters the size of Blake's. Instead he just turned to face away from other dog, sandwiching his forearms between his chest and the bench he was sitting on and waited, hoping to feel the fat jet black cockhead of his partner's dick pushing up under his tail.
Blake could still feel the warm sensual tingle of pure and utter bliss raging through every inch of flesh within his groin, amazed at just how large he was now and unsure of how he was going to explain it to Kayla. Maybe it was both thoughts of Kayla and the feel of Berner fresh on his cock, or maybe it was the need to get off, but either way, nothing could hold the dog back from squatting down behind the sleek, plump backside of the dog that lay in wait for him and slowly push that fat dick of his up under Berner's cropped tail.
Berner suddenly yelped out, his eyes clenched tightly as he had never felt anything so massive slipping into him. His eyes began to well up as Blake just kept shoving more and more of his cock into him, feeling the soft flesh of the other doberman's meat squeezing it's overly lubed surface into the pin hole like tightness of his hotspot. Berner could only grip the sides of the change room bench those black and tanned forearms of his were resting upon as he could feel each and every tight slit between his pucker's folds stretching out to accomodate Blake's massive anaconda; it's flesh swollen and throbbing with every beat of his heart as it's warmth spat and spritzed it's slick venom up into his channel.
Berner kept still, panting hotly beneath his two toned counterpart. All these years he had taken it from behind by other over sexed fag dogs like himself and it was really starting to lose it's luster. But he knew somehow this was going to be different. He just had to know how the straight males liked to fuck and he knew that the moment he was about to share with Blake was going to be a first not only for his heterosexual classmate above him, holding his shoulder and slowly starting to push that mammoth dick of his into him, but also for Blake as both straight and gay football jock were about to share with each other something neither doberman had ever experienced in their lives before this moment.
Just as soon as the other male's moist breath hit his ear for the first time, causing it to twitch, Berner felt the massive slab of jock flesh slowly draw it's slick girth back. Berner gripped the bench again, his insides needing more time to accomodate themselves around his buddy's thickly veined dick than Blake would allow. Berner whispered out under the other larger doberman with a tear in his eye "O'ohhhh god yessssss... Blake... unnnhhh fff'f'f'ffffuck me, oh god fuck me...".
Blake couldn't believe what he was doing, but it was too late to turn back now. Sure, he could easily just pull out, shower off and put this whole experience behind him, but Berner's entire channel felt better than anything he's ever had stretched around his dick. He couldn't believe that another male's backside could feel anything like this and he wanted more. Oh god did he ever want more of his team mate now as the flesh of the dog's burning hot flesh clenched, undulated and spasm'd around his sensitive rod of knotless meat, as if it were acting out on it's own to draw the dog into it, and Blake could feel it going to work from the tip of his cockhead to the underside of his finely chisled, abdominal eight pack as Berner's stubby tail slowly rubbed back and forth over his naval.
Berner suddenly gasped out beneath him, screaming silently and pushing up against the dog's broad chest as Blake just shoved that masculine black rod of his back into him; his back pushing up hard against his underside, mashing his slick back muscles up against the thickness of the dobe's finely cut abdominal eight pack and thickly built, chislebuff pecs as he felt the thick German fuckmeat pop into his intestinal opening, giving the smaller doberman a penetration he never felt before; the whole time feeling the stimulating bliss of Blake's thick urethera gliding wetly over the sensitive fleshy nub of his prostate.
Blake couldn't hold back now, and his partner felt it as he slowly began to build up a smoothe, fluid rythm behind him. He slowly began to spread his legs, giving those tennis ball sized canine gonads enough slack to hang rest comfortably between his strong thighs, bumping into the back of Berner's own gonads with every slow, hilting thrust as he started to savour the dog's entire channel, pumping his rear nice and slowly now and moan-gasping out softly over him; his two toned German partner however was busy whimpering and yelping out in bliss from time to time as the moment he's spent many a night fantasizing about in his dorm room since the beginning of his football scholarship finally came true. The dog just began to writhe and squirm about beneath the larger male above him, slowly humping about at the air beneath him with his own rather larger than average length, held firmly in place by Blake's powerful biceps as he gripped the sides of the bench beneath him, holding the doberjock in place with his thick cannons.
Berner kept panting hotly, panting hotter and hotter as every minute passed. Blake just kept at it, moaning and panting heavily over the dog trapped beneath him, slowly rolling his hips about, force feeding the dog from behind with what had to be a good fourteen inches worth of soda can thick cockmeat. Blake couldn't feel anything but pure and utter bliss running through ever inch of his cock and the crotch behind it, his civility slowly fading away as he found it harder and harder to resist giving in and violating Berner's backside, but with every motion of Berner's channel flesh sliding wetly over his sensitive cocklength he just couldn't hold back and began pumping the dog's rear a little faster now. If he hadn't reached the point of no return, this was it as he was now devoted to filling Berner's fresh gay backside with every ounce of seed his balls could fill him with; and that, the smaller dog under him felt Blake's masculinity really start to show as he felt his dick stabbing at his guts a little harder and a little sharper as the alpha dog started buck thrusting into him faster now.
Blake bit his lower muzzle lip as his face began to clench, his eyes closing tightly as his breath started forcing it's way out, flaring his nostrils out hard with every forceful exhale, leaving Berner no other option than to start whimper-licking up against his Sunday afternoon alpha's throat and jaw line, encouraging the larger dog to thrust into him faster, as if he were begging for Blake's release and Blake could feel the encouragement to pound his bitch a little faster growing more and more; only for him to finally give in and suddenly just start fucking the living hell out of Berner's rear!
Blake just kept at it, pounding the violent furvor of his hips into Berner's backside like no one who's ever fucked him before as he literally began to give him the monster fuck of his life!! Berner's shocked whailing cries filled the entire locker room and then some, spilling out into the massive olympic sized gym just outside of the locker room doors as Blake just kept hammering his massive dick into his beta beneath him. Blake kept panting hotly and slamming his powerful hips into Berner's backside, showing him the true power of his hips as all the effort he put into packing on as much muscle as possible finally payed off in the locker room as his monumental length kept sliding into Berner's rear end with the wet squelch of his pre ejaculatory soaked flesh, only for him to feel the familiar tingle of pressure slowly starting to build within the deepest pit of his loins; Berner however was already a few steps ahead of him as the feeling of Blake's unforgiving dick along with the constant fapping of his own member up against his tightly cut shiney black six pack were enough for his orgasm to suddenly BURST forth from within!
Berner cried out in sheer orgasmic bliss, his seed splashing out in long thick ropey jets beneath him as they aimlessly streamed out, soaking the fur of his chest, his jaw, arms and the fur of his larger partner's own powerful howitzer like arms holding him in place. Blake however was quickly catching up as his hips kept thrusting into the two toned muscular bubble butt of Berner's, who was still busily bucking his own hips with and against the motion of the larger brood over him as he yelped out through the orgasm that was busily flooding it's way out onto his underside and the locker room floor infront of him, only to hear Blake suddenly cry out over him after SLAMMING his hips in hard against his backside, holding himself tight to the dog and just suddenly bursting his own sexual canine release into him.
Blake couldn't believe how amazing this new orgasm felt as it began exploding it's firey hot unleash into Berner's guts. Berner on the other paw shared the same sentiments as the last few pints of dog semen began losing the distance needed to hit the tiled floor a few feet infront of him as Blake's gargantuous python sized dick had only begun exploding the firey hot release of his doberman spunk into his team mate's rear end, and Berner could feel that the massive stud against him was going to be a while as he felt every thick, pint's worth of line backer semen busting out thicker and hotter into his depths. Blake pushed his head down hard into the side of Berner's neck as his body began to shake from the sheer orgasmic bliss that ran from deep within him and into the other dog's quivering post orgasmic body, lending him very little opportunity to give off a few more thrusts through his unleash before slamming down hard again and holding himself to the rapidly panting dog beneath him as the pint's quickly turned to that of litres as it literally begain overflowing out from within him.
Blake shivered and cried out silently over Berner as his firey hot, burning rush finally hit it's peak and slowly began bursting out less and less now, having no more room inside of the smaller male and flowing out thick and rich from between the flesh of Blake's massive dick and the fur of Berner's tightly stretched and widely spread rump cheeks, only for the larger jock's seminal rush to finally ebb off to that of a few heavy clumps before finally tapering off into that of a few drops inside of him, until eventually running dry; leaving the sexually exhausted jock to slump down onto his team mate, panting exhaustedly into his ear and still swollen deep inside of him. Berner finally gave in and just slumped down onto the cum stained bench beneath him, crooning softly and feeling the world around him growing fainter as his team mate's seed began to seap out from within.
Suddenly, his foot long German ears perked sharply, turning towards the door and begging for the dog's attention to look over to the sound of what could only be described as that of a key sinking it's teeth into the locker room's door lock, only soon to be followed by that of an unlocking click and the door's squeaky pushbar to sink in, leaving the dog to gasp in shock after seeing two pointy eared silhouettes wandering in through the locker room's opening.
"You...."
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