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His ocean blue eyes peeked out from behind his bedroom door, scanning the hallway for his roommate and trying to hide his nude from. From the sound of it, the Black Labrador he roomed with was typing away on one of his assignments on the other side of the house, that or looking up porn. Either way the naked mutt eagerly wagged his dark-grey and tan tail and grinned wide enough to make his cheeks hurt and show off that spotted tongue, his fur only giving him the appearance of tan socks and a look of 'someone just spilled chocolate milk down my back', and he shut his door quietly.

His heart was pumping adrenaline instead of blood, making him twitch in excitement at what he had planned. He laid down on his twin size bed, scooting his rump toward the wall. He took a deep breath, something that he had learned how to do at the yoga classes he took over the summer at his college in preparation for this. He lifted his butt onto the wall to help get himself into position, his legs hanging down near his head. He tried his best to relax and started stroking his grey sheath, the tip of his cock already peeking out and beginning to drip on his nose. He licked it off reflexively, but the smell remained, and although he would never admit it, he found the scent of his own pre very arousing.

His red cock grew long and hard under his soft paw, and his knot swelled slowly after he pulled back his sheath from it. He had tried this many times before, but had never come actually wrapped his lips around his own erection. Still, it was very enjoyable to feel his own cum gushing into his maw even despite it all. He reached his head as far forward as he could, stretching out his tongue as far as it could go, only to be an inch away from touching. He whimpered at his cruel fate, desperately trying to reach the red cock of his that was so close he could taste the pre dripping onto his extended tongue. With a sigh he relaxed his body, paw still stroking his hard cock, and scooted his butt further up the wall. His legs hung further down, ankles past the edge of the bed and his knees hanging down at the level of his ears.

He reached out with his tongue streched as far out as it could, and touched the tip of the pointed head. He moaned and tasted his pre that spurted out, the feeling of licking and the sensation of being licked firing off pleasure through his body. He tried to roll his flat tongue around the head of his cock, whimpering every time he lost contact. As close as he was, it wasn't nearly close enough. He licked at the tip of his dick some more, breathing as deeply as he could with his chest bent the way it was to calm himself down. Slowly his hips sank further down, once or twice his back popping in an not unpleasant way and his cock dipping down half and inch or more. He soon was able to cup the head of his leaking prick with his tongue, lips so close but still unable to wrap around and part of his shaft, and he lathered his dick with his saliva while cleaning away the pre-cum.

He felt like he was literally inches from heaven. He swirled his tongue around and pressed every spot he usually did with his fingers while masturbating, but this was so much better dispite the torture of not being able to blow himself yet. The warm wet muscle wiggle and squirmed over the head and tip, teasing out heavier and heavier drops of pre from his urethra. All he could smell was his own thick, lust-crazed scent as drops his essence dripped onto his nose with his tongue too occupied to clean them away. Not that he cared, the smell of his own need made his dick harder and his tongue more eager to taste the sweet white goo that it craved. He was often distracted by the occational thump of his tail aginst the wall, making him jump and stopp to try and hear if his roommate had heard. He reached up with his paws and spread his ass open to play with his tailhole, one finger rubbing and dipping inside to stretch it a bit. It was odd to be able to feel his legs with his ears, feeling the muscles in his legs flexing every time his toes splayed open or clenched and curled up.

With a sudden burst of joy he found that his lips would now reach the tip of his leaking prick, his hips must have relaxed as he played with himself, when he reached up with his head as far as he could. He quickly begain sucking and nursing with a smile, not caring anymore as his tail thumped the wall even more frequently. New disires and hopes of being able to deep throat himself one day flooding his mind. He tried sucking as hard as he could and kneading the tip of his cock with his lips, he tried kissing with his lips sealed tight and his tongue rolling all over every spot it could reach, and he tried pulling himself further up onto his dick as he bobbed his head on what fraction of his prick he could reach. His paws could now reach far enough that when he stuck his finger inside himself he could press his prostate like it was the button on a soda fountian and nearly squee with joy as a spurt of pre pulse out into his hungry maw. From his point of view it looked alot like giving a blowjob upside down, his fuzzy dark-grey balls sliding down his shaft and watching his finger two knucles deep inside his hole. He was so close to being able to give himself a proper blow job.

He grunted and he back popped thrice in succesion, a breif pain followed by a relaxing release of tension. As he panted he soon realised that he could now fit the first few inches of his delicous rod into his freshly sticky muzzle and took advantage of it. He slid two more of his fingers into his ass, rolling them around and pushing hard against his button to milk his cock even more. His tail gave one last thump against the white walls before going still as he consintrated on his opal skills. His balls were tickled by the breezes of hot air from his nose while he bobbed his head as far up his dick. He could nearly cry. He felt his urethra pulse with a shot of pre-cum when he pressed his prostate, tongue licking over the ridge where his head met the shaft teasingly. Before he knew it, his lips met his knot and his eyes flew open wide and his cock spurted even more into his mouth from the excitment.

He took one of his paws and wrapped it around the knot, squeezing firmly and trying to pull more of it into his eager muzzle. Small whimpers of pleasure seeped out when he had to breifly open his cock-filled maw to breathe. Now his greatest need was to taste his own seed. He mashed all three of the fingers in his tailhole agiant his button, he clamped down on the engorged knot with his other paw, and he washed the head of his dick while sucking. It hit like a shockwave. He whole body trembled as the first shot of hot cum filled his muzzle before it was greedily swallowed. His paws, tail, and legs grew deathly still with only the occasional spasm when a fresh spurt came out. His ears folded back against his skull. The only thing that didn't stop was his tongue as it swam in his seed before sending it down his gullet and then deperatly worming agianst the head of his rod in antisipation for more deliciousness.

Too soon, his cock started to soften, and any stimulation was nearly painfull. He pulled his head back and gasped for breath, still cleaning the inside of his maw for treats. He felt completely relaxed dispite his position of being curled up like a pretzel, and merely stewed in his own vitory with a content smile.

The reprocussions didn't kick in until he tried to untangle himself. While he could move his arms and legs they were far to tired to move him any distance let alone un-twist him. Trying to roll over merely made his head spin from the swaying. After a few moments of trying his back began to burn from being bent at the odd angle for far too long.

"Can I get some help in here?" He yelled to his roommate, regretfully. "I seem to be stuck."