Dan mewled and started sniffing his skin as that warm, agile tongue trailed up Kyle’s neck to tease the back of his ear. The knot had to be still there, since the stud wasn’t yet dismounting. At least that’s how Kyle liked to imagine it. “Come on, be good, Ares, get off,” he whined with his thighs shaking. He wouldn’t really urge Dan to go though. His hole was like a put out fire, smoke still in the air. Kyle licked his lips and cocked his head to the side, offering his neck for petting.
Dan growled, nipping at his ear and pressed his hips against Kyle’s ass again, though it was clear the cock was slowly going soft inside, retracting. But the beast on top of Kyle never stopped groaning in appreciation and holding him in place.
Having only his ass exposed, while still wearing the t-shirt, with pants around his knees, was yet another turn on in Kyle’s kinky brain. It was as if his ass was the only part of his body worth undressing, because the only thing that counted was how much pleasure he could provide.
The pull at his anus when Dan’s cock backed away made him moan, arousal and the slight sting melting into one. He imagined himself, bent over in the pen, with a big, strong German Shepherd sliding its red cock out of his ass and licking his face in gratitude. As if to say: ‘Thanks, human. Thanks for letting me come in that tight ass of yours, I really appreciate a bitch like you.’ Kyle’s breath hitched.
And that seemed to be the goodbye, because with one last lick, Dan dismounted, his cock sliding out of Kyle’s hole with a wet smack.
Kyle clenched his buttocks, feeling cum ooze out, but stayed with his face flattened against the concrete floor and his used up ass in the air. There was an ache in his muscles from having to carry Dan’s weight, but it was a sweet exhaustion. He was dying to relieve his balls and come, but it was too much effort for the time being. Maybe in a few seconds, he would be able to gather enough strength to move.
He didn’t expect a tender, yet seemingly thoughtless lap that ran all the way up the crack of his ass. It was followed by another, and then one more, the soft muscle relentlessly teasing the softened, tender opening.
Kyle’s mind went blank. Dan was the best. It was as if they had this connection of minds. “Oh my God. Good dog, good dog, lick it all up,” he rasped and reached for his cock to start jerking off his painfully stiff dick. He didn’t have to wait long for Dan to press his whole face against the cheeks, licking and nibbling at the flesh. His vision went white when that glorious tongue pushed inside him, past the roughened up tissue, so soothing and gentle without seeming human. Kyle wanted to cry with joy, and maybe he even shed a tear, but he wasn’t sure, with the strength of his orgasm overpowering any other feeling. He stirred his ass against Dan’s face, completely shameless. There was no need for shame around a dog. It wasn’t like it could tell anyone what he did.
When Kyle came to, it struck him that he couldn’t feel Dan’s body next to his, and he looked back, spotting him in the new doggy bed, lapping at the inside of his thigh, presumably because he wouldn’t be able to reach the now soft cock. Ah, the perils of actually being human. Can’t lick himself.
“Oh, Ares, let me help you.” Kyle moved up to Dan on his knees with a silly grin. He grabbed a piece of cloth and dipped it in the water bowl before gently cleaning Dan’s face first.
Dan opened his mouth wide, trying to catch the droplets with his tongue, but didn’t protest, whining with delight. His moves were a bit on the lazy side, but he accepted the petting.
Kyle stroked his head with a sigh and moved on to wash Dan’s dick. It felt good to take care of him like that, since usually it was Dan in control and caring for him. But his new favorite dog wouldn’t just sit still, and Ares rolled to his back, all spread for the grooming, with his head tilted back in pleasure.
“You’ve been a naughty dog today, Ares,” Kyle said as he stroked Dan’s stomach, sitting next to him. He fed his doggie with a few chocolate buttons, which it eagerly munched down. “But I should have known better. A stud like you has energy to use up, right?”
Dan barked and lapped at his hand, his eyes more intent now, amused.
Kyle leaned down and kissed his cheek. “This will be our secret. No one can know, because a stud like you can only breed pedigree bitches. But I won’t tell.” He grinned widely.
“You’re the omega bitch I fuck in secret. What a misalliance,” murmured Dan, stretching in the doggie bed with a smile. It was so small in comparison to him that it barely fit his ass and back.
Kyle laughed and hid his face in his hands for a moment. “Forbidden puppy love,” he said and snuggled up next to his big, bad boyfriend. He loved falling asleep next to Dan, all spent and satisfied. He didn’t even bother to pull up his pants.
Dan exhaled, closing him in those strong arms that seemed able to protect him from anything bad. “You okay? That was quite rough, wasn’t it?”
“Yeah, but hot as well.” Kyle looked up into Dan’s dark eyes. “If you ever tell anyone about this, I will have to kill you, you know?”
They looked at each other in silence that was finally broken by Dan’s chuckle. “You could blackmail me about this, little bitch boy.”
Kyle’s cheeks heated up at those words. Dan knew him all too well after just a few months, and maybe now was the time to ask what had been on his mind for a while now. He hated those days when they didn’t see each other, when he woke up alone in his own bed, and so he needed to act.
“I could blackmail you into anything, couldn’t I?”
Dan shook his head. “I don’t know, could you?”
“‘Cause I was kind of thinking, I always wanted a dog of my own. But I’d probably need to get my own apartment. You know, for me and my dog…” He swallowed, worried it was too soon to suggest living together. But Dan really seemed to enjoy his company just as much as Kyle did Dan’s. After all, he was happy to come and meet Kyle’s parents for Christmas. That had to count for something.
Dan stretched and rested his head on his hand, watching him with that strange expression just on the border between neutral and smiling. Each second heightened Kyle’s anxiety, and he wanted to cry in frustration when Dan asked, “You want to keep one of the puppies?”
Kyle swallowed and hit his forehead against Dan’s chest. Fuck. “Y--yeah. I suppose so,” he muttered in resignation.
“There’s only one problem. My landlord doesn’t accept animals on the premises.”
“He won’t have to. I’ll have the pup at mine. I wouldn't be able to stay the night as often though. With a new dog and all.” Kyle pouted and rolled over to his back. This was one big cock-up.
Dan gave a raspy laugh and suddenly bit into the side of Kyle’s neck, jerking all his senses into attention. “Yeah? I think that wouldn’t do. You really think a puppy would be enough for you?”
Kyle looked back at him, grasping at the boxing glove. His heart filled up with hope again. He was so sick of living in the dorms with a smelly roommate. “What do you mean?”
Dan shrugged. “You clearly need a proper stud in your home. But you need to understand it’s not just pleasures. You will have responsibilities.”
Kyle’s whole body lit up with excitement, and he instantly curled up closer to Dan, never breaking eye contact. “Oh yeah? What kind? Would I need to walk him?”
Dan pulled him closer, his hands still in the gloves. “And feed him. And make sure he unleashes all that testosterone-fueled energy.”
Kyle’s smile widened by the second. He wouldn’t mind cooking for Dan. “I think I can do that. As long as he pays his half of the rent.” He snorted and smothered Dan with a tight hug.
“And you help him with packing his stuff.”
The smooth glove slid down his cheek like the sweetest caress.
XXX
Kyle was melting. His mood hit new heights every time he looked at Dan, who was busy preparing the table in the dining room. He looked so out of place next to the frail cabinet with porcelain figurines of dogs, but it only made Kyle love him more.
There would be no trinkets in their apartment. There would be masculine elegance. With dark wooden chairs and brown-- no, gray table cloth, black, square plates. Real adult stuff, not like in the dorms. If they got any posters, they would be framed, not stuck on with cellotape.
“Sorry my parents are late. Dogs always come first here.” Kyle laughed and walked into the dining room with a big bowl full of steaming potatoes. It got him to imagine how it would be to cook for Dan more often. The guy had a healthy appetite, and appreciated Kyle’s cooking.
“I’m sure another trophy is very important for a breeder.” Dan smiled, meticulously adjusting the cutlery. Kyle had never seen him this particular about setting the table.
He put the bowl down and walked up to Dan from behind, hugging his large frame tightly. “Especially if it’s a very unique dog.” He pressed a kiss Dan’s shoulder blade through the fabric of his shirt.
A chuckle rumbled through Dan’s chest. “Why? Are you declaring me a champion?”
“I am. I only wish I had a sash for you.” Kyle snorted, but they could already hear the car in the driveway. His parents were bound to fall in love with Dan, they had to. After all, he was the greatest guy ever, they'd have to see that.
“How do I look?” Dan raised his eyebrows, spreading his arms. In well-fitting jeans and a pristine white t-shirt, he looked dashing without seeming to have tried too hard.
“Perfect.” Kyle stood on his toes to give him a smooch as his parents opened the door.
Before Kyle could even greet them or introduce his boyfriend, a stampede of paws rushed his way.
“Athena, stop!” was the last thing he heard before a massive German Shepherd knocked him down to the sofa, crawling into his lap and licking his face like it was a giant lollipop.
“I know, I know, you missed me,” Kyle moaned, trying to push the dog off, but two more ran right up to him, one barking and running around the coffee table, the other licking his hand. It was like being swallowed by a moving and breathing swamp of fur, but even through the noise of the animals, he heard Dan’s voice loud and clear.
“Dogs really seem to like Kyle.”
He pouted, imagining that smug smirk on Dan’s face.
The end
Crazy Kinky Dirty House Invasion
“So, you want to fuck my boyfriend.” Dan leaned against the wall, watching their new neighbor with a small smile. His skin tingled with warmth at how bold his scheme was, but underneath it all, his blood was boiling hot.
“I--” Eric looked up at him, wide-eyed and pale as a sheet. A few strands of long dark hair obscured his face, but he couldn’t hide behind it. “I didn’t mean any harm. I was just flirting,” he quickly said and put his hands up.
The gesture reminded Dan of a frightened dog, rolling over to its back. Eric wasn’t much taller than Kyle, so Dan imagined their new neighbor could see him as intimidating, and it felt good. He needed Eric to understand only one of them was in charge. He couldn’t have that guy experimenting on Kyle.
“I’m not mad, calm down.” Dan sighed and stroked his new buzz cut.
Eric had been stealing glances at Kyle every time they bumped into each other in the hallway, or the corner store nearby. The attraction wasn’t one-sided either. Kyle appreciated a well-muscled man, even one who had long hair and wasn’t nearly as butch as Dan. Eric was no competition, not really. Otherwise, Kyle wouldn’t have mentioned him throughout the two weeks since they moved in together.
“Oh… Okay.” Eric squinted and ran his fingers through his hair. It could have been an attempt to show off the geometrical tattoos all over his arms. “Kyle is… yeah, he’s hot,” the guy treaded carefully, watching Dan’s reactions.
So, he knew Kyle’s name. Of course he did. Dan grinned. “I will let you fuck him then.”
Eric’s pupils widened. “You will? Are you just messing with me? Because I’m not up for a fight.”
They stood like that in the corridor, watching each other like two cautious dogs. But there could be only one Alpha.
“You will be my housewarming gift. And there will be rules because I like my stuff customized,” said Dan, watching tension spread all over Eric’s face.
“You want a threesome?” It seemed to sink in, and Eric slowly smiled, straightening his back, and he crossed his well sculpted arms on his chest. “I’m more of a top.”
“Good, because he’s a bottom.” Dan slowly moved away from the wall and put his palm on Eric’s nape, startling him on purpose. “But as I said, there are a few rules, and you will stick to them, or the deal’s over. And it’s only one fuck, no flirting after that.”
Eric swallowed but nodded. Obviously. It was an opportunity to fuck Kyle. Who wouldn’t want that?
XXX
Dan stood a good distance away, hiding so he could observe Kyle.
Kyle got off the bus at the same stop as usual, carrying a massive rectangular shape wrapped in brown paper. It had to be a painting or a mirror for their new apartment. It took a while for them to move in together after making the decision. Kyle had to leave the dorms and not wanting to lose money, they decided to wait till the end of the semester. Dan was surprised that he found himself counting the days. It was so nice to spend evenings together and watch Kyle doze off after being jerked awake by Dan’s alarm clock, with his mouth open, curled into a ball under the comforter. Even before they moved in together, Kyle insisted on feeding him, and Dan’s shelf in his old apartment's shared fridge was constantly stacked with plastic containers full of homemade food. He was surprised by how much he appreciated it. Every time he opened a lid, it reminded him that there was a guy out there who was happy to care for him. It was great.
And speaking about greatness, hello Kyle’s tight ass. His boyfriend had a lean, sporty body and that casual-preppy look. Not too trendy, not too conservative. It was Friday, and Kyle was heading home after yet another day of job hunting. And just as every other day recently, he came back with more shopping than he could afford.
He was wearing a pair of well-fitting jeans and a short-sleeved white button-up. The tie he worked so hard to knot in the morning was now tucked into his pants pocket as he struggled down the road with a parcel he could barely hold. Every now and then, Kyle stopped and put it down for a moment. He was smaller than Dan, but no weakling, so the thing had to be heavy.
Dan fought his instincts to stop himself from helping Kyle out. That would ruin the surprise, so he just followed him, with the fake gun burning him through the denim of his pants. He couldn’t wait. They had spoken about introducing a new element into their bedroom, and he knew Kyle enjoyed looking at Eric, but there was always a chance of Kyle safewording right away. It would be a hard pill to swallow after the careful preparations, but he would have to accept it without making Kyle feel guilty about it. He'd gotten himself a tub of beer flavored ice cream, just in case.
Dan’s breath started coming in short gasps as he sneaked behind Kyle, watching the fabric stretch over his tight ass. Kyle’s biceps bulged as he moved the parcel higher to get through the passage in a brick fence. He was so insanely hot. He looked hot, smelled hot, tasted hot. He even had this special smile that tented Dan’s pants within seconds. And on top of that, Kyle was a pig in a sheep’s skin. Judging by the fresh face and smart hairdo with a side parting, no onlooker would guess just how dirty Kyle loved to get in bed. Dan had all sorts of filth on his mind himself, but the stuff Kyle kept revealing repeatedly blew his mind. It was becoming Dan’s ambition to always be ahead of the game and top his boyfriend's dirty fantasies.
Kyle finally managed to get to their apartment building and crossed the parking lot only to disappear inside. Dan sighed, feeling his cock swell already as his gaze trailed to their living room window in the second floor. Eric would be there, wearing a T-shirt Kyle got Dan for Christmas, drinking Dan’s favorite lager, spread out on the couch and watching Dan’s favorite trash TV channel. Kyle was up for an illusion, and Dan was happy to provide just that. He did leav
e Kyle a note by the door, in the bowl they were always leaving their keys in. Without going into much detail, but warning him that there was a surprise awaiting, and that he could safeword if he wanted to. So that he wouldn’t freak out when he saw Eric.
Dan walked through the parking lot and peeked inside. The coast was clear. Kyle must have taken the elevator already, so he let himself in and slowly moved up the stairs, knowing he had to give Kyle some time before play began.
He paused at the landing, adjusting the stiffening cock in his pants, overwhelmed by the heat boiling up inside him. He'd never tried anything like this before, and despite the ever-rising excitement, there was a hint of unease somewhere. As much as Kyle was dedicated to him, wouldn't sleeping with another guy change something? What if it did? Then again, it could make their sex life even more mind-blowing. The thought that he was the one to provide for all of Kyle’s needs made Dan’s chest swell with pride and maybe even a bit of conceit as well. Like he was being declared the best student in class, but better because he got to have a boner while at it.
As he sneaked into the corridor of their small apartment, he overheard the start of a conversation.
“Is that how you greet your boyfriend?” Eric laughed and Dan heard the sound of a smooch.
“Y--yeah,” Kyle uttered.
Dan licked his lips and hid behind the wardrobe, listening on to choose the right moment. He needed for Kyle to ease in into the scene first, so he waited.
“What do you have here?” asked Eric.
“I got a mirror for the… bedroom,” Kyle finished flatly, clearly nervous, but he was playing along. That was a good sign.
“Yeah, for watching porn without leaving any trace?” teased Eric, and Dan rolled his eyes. He would have certainly thought that, but he wouldn’t have said it.
“I wanna see you on me when you fuck me from behind,” Kyle said with more confidence.
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