Hans the milking baker
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This story is about a baker using sexual ingredients in his products and using his staff for some of the action as well. He also caters to the needs of a father whom can't afford his son's birthday cake.This story contains: food play, semen, gay, oral, rimming, masturbation, group masturbation, egg laying, sounding
Hans the milking baker.
Humming a merry tune, the baker tosses the large clump of dough onto the wooden kitchen counter and powders his hands up with flour to prevent sticky affairs, gently starting to knead the dough into smaller portions. The baker is a somewhat larger man but has such a sunny personality everyone can appreciate him for whom he is, on top of that he has an infectious laugh and a funny mustache. His name is Hans and he's a dog of the Schnauzer breed. It will be a couple of hours before the shop opens as it's early in the morning, the bread and pastries need to be ready for when people start waking and leaving for work.
After putting the new batch of breads into the huge industrial oven, Hans roughly cleans up the kitchen counter and makes his way to the back of the shop where a few kitchen aids are already preparing the ingredients for today's pastries. Butter, sugar, eggs, flour, milk, salt, vanilla, cocoa, ... it's all there but what Hans's customers don't know is that the baker has a trick up his sleeve to make all of his desserts so addicting and tasty. Flipping the broken light switch near a closet in a few times in a certain order, the chubby Schnauzer man opens a secret doorway by swinging the closet aside like a door. Hans descends a small amount of steps and then through a well lit corridor which looks spotless and clean, the floor, ceiling and walls are all tiled.
When he reaches a couple of doors, the larger canine man with his apron opens the left and looks in on whats going on in there. Smiling, he observes five stallions watching hardcore bi-sexual porn on a television whilst they all recline in lounge chairs with a build-in suction hose which is attached to their erect cocks. They grunt and groan as the suction tubes apply pressure to their stiff dicks and milks them with a massaging motion from an inflatable flesh light which is integrated in the tubes. Right then one of the stallions grunts, a brown with white spots furred horse at that too and his pink with black accented penis throbs, the head flaring inside the tube and violently shooting out thick gobs of white semen. The masculine male sweats slightly and grunts out as he clenches the armrests of the lounging chair, the tube sucking mercilessly until every drop is milked from the deflating horse cock and transported to the milking machine through the tube.
This sets off another one of the bulking males, neighing out as well as this completely black stallion's balls pull up in their heavy sack and the tube is coated white in thick spurts from the inside out. The slimy goo is once more send up through the tube towards a receptacle integrated in the milking machine which is stationed in another room. Hans the Schnauzer baker smiles and closes the door again, turning to the door on the opposite side of the corridor and opening it. This room is divided in a couple of rows with adjusted comfortable seats. Lots of females from the avian variety are seated comfortably in cushioned seats with books and magazines, a movie being projected on the wall as well. They sit here in shifts of twelve hours and lay eggs whilst relaxing themselves, a dream job really to be paid for sitting around doing stuff you want, as long as you lay eggs and keep seated.
The baker makes his way to the room at the very end of the well lit tiled corridor and opens it to find his milking machine and an egg collecting machine, preparing batches in large plastic containers. Loading a cart, Hans reels a batch of the filled up containers out of the room, through the corridor and works them up the few steps of the small staircase. The few kitchen aids quickly take over the ingredient containers and get to work with them, they're all very loyal employees with a great salary whom love their job. Each and every one of them know what's going on and take great pride in the products they produce.
One of the employees, another canine but of the Dalmatian breed, picks up a complete container of stallion sperm and pours it right into a mixing machine where it the semen has to substitute for cream and amounts of sugar and vanilla are added to create whipped cream. Hans calls one of his favorite employees to him and a cute eighteen year old house cat walks up to him. "Get on the counter, my good boy, I need to take a cast for a special cake," says the grinning baker and the young boy blushes as he does as he's told. The somewhat chubby Schnauzer man lifts the boy's apron to the side and hooks his fingers into the house cat's pants, gently pulling them down until the feline sits on the counter with his sheath exposed. The merry baker hums a tune as he prepares some sort of liquid silicone and starts to coax the boy's penis out of his sheath by fondling his balls.
The other employees hardly seem to notice and go on about their individual jobs at creating cake sponges, frosting and decorating them according to standard cake decorations of this particular bakery. The jolly Schnauzer soon manages to get his young kitchen aid hard and gently slips the silicone mold around the cat's well sized penis:"Now keep hard and holding this for about five minutes, then you can call for me."Giving the young boy another fondle, the baker steps to a different part of the bakery where he instructs some other boys for another batch of cakes and sweet treats. Valentine is coming up and they're excited as they're encouraged to use their own secret ingredient in a batch of chocolates that are supposed to be used as an aphrodisiac during sexual play where the woman must place it slightly inside of her vagina and her partner should 'eat her out'. During this process, some of the special ingredient could be released by melting the chocolate through body temperature and therefor giving it a chance to secretly impregnate the female.
Hans hears the call of the cat but it's still too early to take the cast off, when the chubby canine walks off towards his young apprentice to see what's the matter, leaving the two other boys to reveal their cocks and start working on the Valentine chocolate. Blushing out, the house cat boy explains he's got troubles staying hard whilst the cast is hardening around his penis, which Hans smiles to:"Well Toby, that's a problem I can easily solve. Spread your legs and put them on the edges of the counter!"The slightly embarrassed feline boy does as he's told and his pink anus peeks out from under his furry balls, the silicone mold pressed firmly against the boy's sack and around his cock. Wriggling his mustache a little, the Schnauzer man kneels down and sniffs in and around the clean tail hole, making the young adult mew out and grip on to the mold in his hands more tight. Extending his tongue, Hans starts lapping the cat's balls and his wet nose rubs against the boy's balls, making the house cat extremely hard in a matter of seconds.
After rimming and nuzzling the boy's behind for about five more minutes, the baker retracts his tongue just when his employee shoots off in the hardened mold. It is now even more easily slipped off the throbbing cat's penis and the insides of the cast are covered with the thick white goop, which the canine baker doesn't mind as he immediately spurts some liquid butter into the cast as well and fills it up with molten chocolate next:"Good kitty, you can go back to work now."The Schnauzer puts the silicone mold into a fridge and will return to it in half an hour to find a beautiful chocolate penis shaped like his employee's cock inside. By now the two other boys are masturbating each other over a mix of sugar and cocoa which will serve to decorate the special Valentine chocolates with, panting and discussing with each other whom will make the most women pregnant by doing this.
Looking at his watch, the baker walks to the front of the store where his employees are putting all the fresh baked wares on display, the chubby man in his apron and baker hat walking to the door and unlocking it to let in the first customers. His shop is very popular and preferred over many others in the neighborhood, so it's no surprise a large stream of people find their way to the counters to make their orders. Happy as always with the turn up, Hans already wants to step to the back of the shop again to help with the next batch of breads and pastries when suddenly one of his employees calls him to the shop's counter. A rather beautiful but scruffy clothed Doberman stands there holding the hand of his child whom can't be older than six or seven years, a boy as well. "This gentleman says he wishes to discuss something in private about a birthday cake for his son, boss," the employee says and the friendly Hans leads the man with his son to a little room where the baker discusses cakes with potential customers.
The two men leave the little boy alone in the little room so he won't hear the plans for his birthday cake, the Schnauzer and Doberman moving to the bakery itself. "I would like to order a special birthday cake for my boy, but I'm kind of on a low budget. Would there be any way you'd make me a cake in return for a service? I can do pretty much everything from painting walls to fixing drainpipes," says the man nervously, afraid the baker wouldn't agree to this. Hans strokes his mustache as he ponders, they don't really have any chores to be done but maybe he might be able to help. He explains he has an erotic job for the dog and when the Doberman doesn't seem too phased, Hans explains about the milking he daily needs for his pastries, which makes the other man hang his mouth open in disbelief but he agrees to the baker's terms.
The Doberman is excited about having a job and starts thanking the chubby Schnauzer, but Hans just smiles and lifts his apron aside:"Perhaps you can thank me in another way?"Getting the hint, the boy's father immediately kneels and opens the baker's trousers, looking very confused when he finds a wrapped up lollypop on top of the canine's stiffening penis, "It's a lolly just for you to lick, go ahead..."Quickly unwrapping the plastic off of the lollypop, the doberman swallows Hans's cock deeply into his throat and figures out the naughty baker has the lollypop's handle inserted into his penis. The dog's tongue swirls around the Schnauzer's cock head and tastes the salty pre-cum together with the sweetness of the lollypop which makes him moan like a slut.
Quickly feeling his climax approaching, the chubby Schnauzer pulls the Doberman's head off his cock and swiftly slides the lollypop's handle out of his urethra, only to push it back in and fuck his own cock with it before erupting in the other man's waiting maw. Slightly panting, the baker tucks his spend penis back into his pants and hands the father the lollypop whilst patting his rear:"Don't worry, your son's cake will be a beauty. And you can give him the lollypop as well."Grinning and before they part, the baker utters:"I'll make sure your personal contribution will be added to your son's cake!" at which the father smiles shyly.