Our first day together
So . . . I was in the locker room, at my college's gym - and, um, I was sitting on the toilet. I only mention that part because I looked up and saw a Great Dane walk by - oh, and I should mention that the stalls there don't have doors. Kinda cute, I thought. I didn't look too closely. A few minutes later, he walked by again - but I still didn't take a close look. You know how it is, when you're sitting there on the throne, taking care of business. When I finished, I went to wash my paws - and there he was, that Dane, also washing his paws. Definitely cute, I thought.
"Hi," he said, with a shy smile.
"Hi," I stammered.
"I saw you work out," he said. "You're pretty good - and you killed that bench press."
Well, that proved he was hitting on me - or he was just making friendly small talk - because my work out had been a disaster. I hadn't been good at anything - my mind couldn't focus, for some reason, and I just couldn't get into my usual routine. Plus, near the end of it, my stomach had gone crazy (which was why I was on the throne) - so I couldn't even work out for as long as I normally did. On top of all that, I hadn't gone anywhere near the bench press. Hmmmm. Maybe the Dane had watched someone else - a different Bull Terrier - work out on the bench press?
"Thanks," I said, drying my paws. I made quick eye contact.
"I'm heading into the showers," he said. "See you there?"
"Sure," I tried to sound confident.
Okay, I'm _fairly _certain he's hitting on me. I better not injure myself by running like a horny idiot into the showers.
Unfortunately, the shower room had a bunch of our fellow college students in it, so the Dane and I couldn't really check each other out, or anything. We did look at each other, a few times, carefully and quickly. I was able to get the shower directly across from his, which was a lucky break. He was a harlequin Great Dane, so (of course) most of his fur was white. His nose was large, and all black. His large, long muzzle was all white. His tall ears each had a few black spots, as did his long tail. The only black spot on his face formed a circle around his left eye. Where else did he have black patches? Right shoulder and left elbow. Left knee, front and back. There were tiny black dots on both legs. The fur on his chest, stomach, sheath, balls - all white, like a field of fresh snow. When he turned around, I noticed exactly four black patches on his back - and one on his left buttock.
I also noticed that his biceps were fairly big, but not huge. The Dane was in good shape, but he wasn't all muscled-up. He wasn't a body-builder, or anything.
He glanced at me a few times, his eyes lingering as long as he dared. I've always liked the color of my fur, by the way - I'm brindle everywhere, except for my paws, feet, neck, and sheath (those are all white).
As we left the shower room - together - the Dane asked, quietly, "Want to come back to my room? For some coffee, or something?"
For something - yes, was what I thought.
"Sure, sounds great," was what I said.
Like I mentioned, I'm a Bull Terrier - and he was a Great Dane. The height difference wasn't as bad as it could've been - but still, the tips of my ears were even with his collarbone. I looked up at him, we made eye contact - and, man, was I suddenly turned on. I went from "curious to see where this was going" to "this guy's making me so damn horny" in, like, a second.
His dorm room was nearly identical to mine. Empty beer cans and dirty socks everywhere. The combined musk of the two guys who lived there. Clothes on the floor, clothes on the furniture. Next to the TV, a pyramid formed from books and video games. Empty pizza boxes were stacked up in one corner. We'd made small talk on the way, and I'd learned his name - Cody. He'd learned mine - Jack - as well as my major (history). He was a sophomore, and hadn't chosen a major yet, but he was leaning towards political science.
Cody opened a Coke, and poured it into two plastic cups.
"So . . . "
"So . . . "
"My roommate won't be back for a few hours . . ."
I brushed a paw across his shirt, then ran it down to his stomach. He leaned down a bit and kissed me - it was a fast kiss, almost polite. He leaned back, and waited for my reaction. I tilted my head up, and tried to stand up straighter - clearly asking for another kiss. In response, he planted his muzzle firmly on mine, and our tongues were soon exploring each other. After a long, hot kiss that lasted maybe half a minute (but seemed a lot longer), we were both panting a little. His paws tugged at my shirt, eventually pulling it over my head. Then he took his own shirt off and we stood for a moment, gazing at each other. Then Cody pulled me into a fierce hug, and we felt each other's body heat, smelled each other's musk. His paws squeezed my butt, and mine did the same to him. Contorting himself just a bit, and almost (but not quite) lifting me up, he ran his tongue over my chest, then my neck - and then we kissed again.
And then Cody took my paw inside his larger paw, and led me to his bed. I think that at that point, we were both starting to sense that he was the alpha.
I sat on his bed and reached for the zipper of his jeans. Soon, I had his jeans tugged down, and my paws were fondling his crotch, his ass, through the fabric of his underwear. Cody moaned, a little, in pleasure. I tugged down his underwear - boxer shorts - and leaned in for a sniff. Taking my time, making it last as long as I could, I smelled him. His balls, his sheath, his taint (as much as I could get to, since I was facing him) - I got my nose right in there, and inhaled everything. His musk made me giddy, as I breathed it in. I also smelled the soap he'd just used in the shower, and that also turned me on. I like how a guy smells. Clean or dirty, soaped-up or sweaty, it doesn't matter. For me, smells are usually a turn-on.
Then I noticed that the head of Cody's cock was poking out of the sheath, red and meaty. I gently placed my left paw on his sack, and my right on his warm sheath - and I ran my tongue, briefly, across the tip of his dick. Then - as more of his cock slid out - I started licking the head of his penis, then the underside - and then his sheath. I licked his sheath, then kissed it, I even held it in my mouth while my tongue ran over it some more. I then worked my way down to his balls - which I began licking and sucking.
Cody was moaning in pleasure, and gasping out words of encouragement. My paws still on him, I leaned back for just a second, so I could get a good look at his dick. It was now entirely out of the sheath. It was long, red, thick, and pulsing, pulsing. Pre cum was starting to come out. The knot was meaty, thick and firm. I went back in. I got as much of his cock in my mouth as I could - his dick was actually pretty big, and thick. I wanted to get fucked by that big Dane dick, even though I wasn't sure I could handle it. Anyway, I started going down on him, my tongue on his shaft, my lips firmly holding on to his cock. I made my way down, then up, then down again, on that thick dick - and soon a steady stream of pre was coming out of it. I tasted the pre cum on my tongue, swallowed it down as fast as I could. I got my mouth as far down as I could - his penis poked at the back of my throat - I was nearly gagging, but didn't care about that.
Pre was still coming out, and Cody was now shuddering, his paws gripping the sides of my head.
"Ok, ok," he said, suddenly. "M-my turn - oh god, that feels so good - good - but it's my turn . . . "
I pulled my head back, slowly, letting his cock slip out of my mouth. It was covered in my saliva and the last of his pre, and it quivered - he was fully erect, and close to coming.
He kicked off his jeans and shorts, which had fallen to his ankles, and I stood up. Cody was now naked, except for his thick socks, and I stepped back a pace, gazing at him. His body had been turning me on for a while, and now I studied it, trying to be objective. He really was beautiful, I realized.
"Like what you see?" he asked, grinning.
"God, yeah," my voice was suddenly hoarse.
"Well, you're pretty damn hot, ya know."
With that, Cody sat down on his bed and reached for my zipper. Soon, he slid my jeans down, and I stepped out of them. He ran his paws over my underwear, briefly, and then tugged those down, too. I stepped out of them, accidently kicking them across the room. My dick was getting hard, sliding out of the sheath. His paws on my legs, Cody flicked his tongue across the tip of my cock. He licked the slit of my penis, then ran his tongue down my cock. Soon, he was kissing and sucking my balls, while one of his paws held my sheath firmly. He didn't put his mouth on my sheath, as I had done to him, but that of course wasn't a surprise (I have a thing for a guy's sheath). My dick was fully hard, and I felt my knot slide out of the sheath. Cody wasted no time - he started going down on me, my cock held firmly in his mouth, his tongue everywhere. He went slow at first, then sped up, getting faster and faster, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Then, he abruptly stopped, and my dick popped out - he again ran his tongue down the length of my shaft, and then he licked and sucked my knot for a while. Then - back up the shaft his tongue went, slowly, and it licked the underside of the head. He started taking me in his mouth again, but I was too close to the edge.
"Ok, ok," I was somehow able to say. "Stop . . . stop . . . I'm gonna come . . ."
He looked up at me, his eyes lit up with pleasure and happiness.
"Do you think you can come twice?" he asked.
Yep. He was the alpha - and we both knew it.
With his hot muzzle so close to my dick - with his hot body pouring its warmth into me, with that excited look in his eyes - then, yes - I could come again. I felt like I could come ten times, if I had to.
All I could do was nod my head. Cody buried his muzzle in my crotch again, and soon my dick was inside his warm mouth. He didn't need to use his tongue - he just wrapped his lips around my shaft, and pretty soon he brought me to my orgasm. I shot, and gasped from pleasure, and my entire body clenched up. Cody's paws were firmly on my ass, and he took my seed into his mouth.
Then we were both panting, and shaking a little bit. I sat down on the bed, next to him. My orgasm had been such a release - it'd been so relaxing - that I felt spent, exhausted. I flopped backwards, so that I was laying on my back, with my knees at the edge of the bed and my feet almost on the floor.
Cody ran his tongue from my stomach to my chest, and then he kissed me again - a deep, drilling kiss. His tongue went in as far as it could go. Some of my semen was still in his mouth, and he passed it into mine, mixed with his saliva. I licked his tongue with my tongue. He put his muzzle near my ear, and said, "Can I fuck you? I really want to - but we don't have to - it's cool . . . "
"I want you to fuck me, god, I really want that," I actually laughed a little bit. I just felt so good, so giddy. Sure, I was worried about the size of that big ol' dick, but damn it, I had to at least try. He was so hot, and I was so turned on - my body was just vibrating.
"Yeah?" he grinned. "Sweet. You're so hot, and I want to get inside you."
And I damn well wanted him inside. I rolled over, on to my stomach. He ran a paw down my back, then his thick fingers started probing at my hole. I felt one of them slide in, up to the knuckle. Then it slid out, and I gasped as a meaty paw slapped each of my cheeks - one quick, sharp slap to each cheek.
Cody instructed me to get up, and bend over the bed. He knelt down, behind me, and started sniffing. I felt his large, wide nose brushing against my skin. He inhaled my musk, the scent of my soap, the scent of my hole. Then his tongue was there, sliding over the fur on my ass, first, and then at the edge of my pucker. Soon, it was inside me, going in deeper and deeper. It felt amazing, and hot. His long tongue worked its way deep inside, where it kept licking, and licking. He worked up so much spit, he lubricated my hole so much, saliva was running down my legs. After his tongue slipped out, it prodded at my balls, licking them briefly from the rear - and then it went back into my hole for one more pass.
I gave out a load moan. My dick was again fully hard, pulsating, my knot was again out of the sheath.
Standing up, Cody ran his muzzle up my back, then he stepped back and placed his right paw on my butt - he used his left paw to push my tail aside. I felt the head of his cock up against my pucker. Slowly, at first, his dick pushed forward - the tip slid into me, and I squirmed with the pleasure of it. Cody moved his paws up to my back, and started sliding more of his hot, thick cock into me - slowly at first, gently. Taking his time, he pulled out a bit, then slid back in - then out, and in again. With each thrust in, more of his large dick went inside me. Soon, we were both moaning, and panting, and I was pushing back as he pushed in. Soon, Cody had his paws at my waist, and he started thrusting faster . . . and then faster . . . he was fucking me harder and harder . . . I panted harder, and I felt a lot of pleasure - and a bit of pain. It was, after all, a long and thick cock that was pushing into me, deeper and deeper - I wasn't quite used to having that much dick inside me, so, yeah, there was pain - but it also felt so good, so hot. So filling. I felt like I was being lifted up, and out of myself. I felt his paw stroking my straining, hard cock. I felt his knot, suddenly, slapping into my ass.
Cody grunted, and gripped me even tighter, and his knot slammed into my wet hole. The pain was off the charts, but so was the pleasure. It was too much. I threw my head back and howled out my pleasure - again, my body clenched up (it was like an electric shock). My balls tightened, and spunk shot out of me - a lot more than I thought there'd be, considering that I'd just come not too long ago.
Cody was inside me, up to the hilt. I felt his balls slapping into me. Suddenly, he was hugging me again, his paws clutching me. His body pressed tightly against me, and I felt the heat - and the weight - of him, on top of me. I inhaled his musk, drank it in. His muzzle went from my left shoulder to my right, then it pressed down on my neck. His thighs were firmly pressed against me. I was still bending over the bed, with the taller dog behind - and now on top of - me. He stopped thrusting as he came. His cock, his thick, Great Dane's cock, fire-hosed warm spunk into me. His swollen knot felt like it was going to tear me open, but I didn't care. I could hear his tail cutting the air as it wagged.
He lifted his head and moaned with pleasure, then his muzzle returned to my neck. I loved the warm feeling of that - and I also loved it when he began licking and kissing my neck, my shoulder blades. When his orgasm fully ended, he began panting with both pleasure and exhaustion. He still had me in a fierce hug, and - of course - we were still knotted. Moving carefully, I put my knees - one at a time - on the bed, then I crawled forward a bit. Eventually, I flopped down on to my stomach, with Cody still on top of me. It wasn't perfect - my feet hung over the edge of the bed - but - actually, it _was _perfect - because Cody was there, on me, still inside me, warm and beautiful.
"Wow."
"Yeah."
"That was . . ."
"yeah . . . "
We drifted into a state that wasn't quite sleep, and wasn't quite being awake. After perhaps a half hour, I felt Cody's knot shrink. I knew I'd be sore for days, but so what? I was happy. Cody eased his way out of me, and I rolled over to my side, so we could spoon a while. And that was how we spent the next hour.
And that is the story of our first day together.