Meet Me at My House

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It had been a simple morning so far, though it had stepped up to something much better barely an hour ago. Cutting across a few yards en route to his friends' house was this handsome, gold fur Labrador. He walked at a brisk pace with a smile that seemed to be permanently fixed on his face. He would best be described as a very confident dog, in his mid twenties with the world at his side and hardly anything at all to stress over. He was athletic, often going for runs early in the morning and enjoying fitness classes anytime he could make them. His shoulders were lean and contoured well to his chest that showed the muscles that he had been cultivating.

He was a pretty upstanding citizen, always fine with helping others out if they needed it and often thinking of himself last. It was often the case that he made plenty of friends with plenty of their own quirks and interests, one in particular was one that he was so eager to join at the moment. A dense fog had just begun to lift as the summer sun shined its powerful rays upon the subdivision. A light breeze picked up, ruffling the canine's white T-shirt that had once been loosely tucked into his tan cargo pants.

He carefully counted the house numbers he passed by, now hoping up and following a sidewalk that ran parallel to a row of very expensive homes. He had been to this area several times before but it was still so large that he needed to remind himself of the specific winding directions that allowed him to get to his friends' house in a timely matter. In the past it had taken him a couple hours to arrive after getting one of these calls and he would often arrive after all of the fun has passed. He was determined to not let that happen this time.

He checked his phone and saw that barely a half hour had passed since talking to his friend. That was a good sign, as he saw where he was supposed to be after rounding another corner of pavement.

A mansion-esque house that was white in color filled his view. It did well to portray the status of its owner by implementing stone columns and a wrap around porch that dominated the front of the house. An awning shielded every bit of exposed deck and beside the main portion was a three car garage with every space taken up by an expensive car. He was never intimidated by the extravagance, it was never the kind of life he had ever hoped to attain as the steps there were likely strife with stress and regret. His life was just too simple for such elegance.

He trotted briskly up to the front door, climbing a few brief steps up a patio on his way. He took a moment to quickly groom back his hair and make sure he was at least partially presentable before he gave a firm knock on the red painted panel, the hollow thud echoing beyond. He stepped back and let his mind and eyes wonder a bit to the outside world. Birds had begun to chirp and it seemed that the rest of the neighborhood was waking up for the day, despite it being the weekend.

A few cars drove past, which had caught the dog's attention briefly until the front door suddenly came open to reveal a very scantily clad woman. She was a stunningly gorgeous vixen, her fur a crimson hue that had black accents on the tips of her ears and tail. She stared at her friend with a smoldering emerald gaze and a devious smile drew over her lips.

When the Labrador turned back he immediately realized her state of dress and a bright blush formed across his cheeks. She seemed to not care for modesty. A black leather corset was bound to her midsection and laced up the sides. Her breasts peaked out over the article, large and round as they were, each nipple was erect with a black barbel pierced through them. Over each arm was a black, leather glove that ended just after the elbow, which mimicked the high-heeled boots that adorned her legs. Between her legs was nothing, her brightly furred pussy was out in the open and showing off a silver ring through her clit and a couple other studs that were fixed into her nether lips.

The fact that she was so unabashed to show herself in such a state was quite shocking, though in retrospect, not very surprising. She was always the extravagant type, not often caring who saw her in what state of dress, though this was quite the precursor to some elaborate fun she had been having through the night and into the morning.

“Hey, Joel!” she yipped happily and stepped out to embrace her friend, her large, well groomed tail flicking behind her like a banner. “I'm glad you were able to make it, I'd hate for you to miss out on all the fun.”

“It's nice to see you again, Meya,” he replied and brought his arms around her. She was a few inches shorter than him and quite a bit thinner, his arms having no problem taking up her lithe body. “I tried to come as quickly as I could, I hope I didn't miss too much,” he continued.

“Oh, not at all! Just in time actually,” she replied quickly and took his paw in hers to pull him inside. The door slammed at their backs and the dog padded quickly to keep up with the girl's enthusiastic tugging. The interior of the home was every last bit miraculous as the outside, every surface clean and sparkling with not a single piece of garbage, furniture, or appliance out of place. As if an army of maids had descended upon the rooms the night before, not that it would have been something he'd had doubted.

As the two were rounding the corner to leave the living room area a black furred wolf suddenly blocked their way. He was a large male, easily taller but not any more muscular than the dog. “Oops! Excuse me,” he laughed with a gruff, mature voice as they stepped around him.

“Are you heading out, Cal?” the vixen asked as she slowed down and turned to address her guest.

“Yup!” he barked, “Thanks for having me over, it was a lot of fun!”

“My pleasure, have a nice day!” she said back and brought Joel to bare down a long hallway that extended past several bedrooms. A few that the Labrador passed that were open he noticed had various couples inside, fucking each other or delving into a host of naughty acts. The sights made him grin and turn to the girl.

“You had a swinger party and you didn't even invite me?” Joel teased. The woman turned back to him and stuck out her tongue.

“You don't have a mate, you can't come and enjoy the party if you have no one to share,” she explained as the two began to descend a flight of stairs into the house's basement. “Besides, you're here now. Stop complaining!” she said with a grin and winked. When the they got down to the bottom of the basement a large room opened up before them. It was a well lit and furnished area, adorned with many different contraptions meant for BDSM play. At the center of the room was someone that the dog knew right away, his form and body markings being unmistakable.

Locked in a massive body stock was Meya's husband, Jacob. He was a Clydesdale, his fur a smokey coal hue with snow white forearms and calves. The position the stock had him in was bent over at the waist, a number of straps and harnesses held him firmly in place with his legs forced open by a large V-shaped piece of equipment along with a spreader bar between his hoofs. A leather harness crossed over his muscular torso and his legs were covered in a pair of leather, assless chaps with nothing else. A mask covered half of his face, most importantly his eyes while a wooden mouth piece was locked firmly in his mouth. The entire apparatus kept the stallion from moving, only allowed to take whatever punishment was doled out to him.

As The vixen and canine approached, Joel quickly noticed that an elastic cord was tied around Jacob's tail that forced it up and over his back, exposing his bare rear end for the whole world to see. The sight of the equine's asshole was shocking, as there was a thick, messy layer of cum completely covering his ebony pucker. Streaks of white semen were all over his heavy balls and had even dripped down over his throbbing horsecock. The large phallus dangled uselessly between his legs, wanting so badly to orgasm but never given any sort of relief.

Over the equine's body were strings and globs of long spent jizz, his body having become a rag for all the other males to use. There were copious amounts that dripped from his head and gag, no doubt having been removed so that his mouth could be fucked. It wasn't all too surprising, he really loved to suck cock and drink cum.

Joel licked his lips as he came more near, the view he was given being something he always loved to see. While Jacob was easily the biggest guy he knew, Meya was was obviously the dominant one between them. For the Clydesdale to be tied up and bent over was nothing new, his asshole got used about as regularly as his wife's.

It was always a little extra treat though, Joel rarely ever got to see his friend in such a state, and even rarer to indulge in some of his more masochistic fantasies. Jacob gave a huff and winnie as he sensed their approach, his body trying to pull against his restraints but they were too strong, so the only result was a bit of rocking.

“You've got another visitor, babe!” Meya called out and suddenly cracked a riding crop against her husband's ass, producing a nice, sharp sound that was music to the Labrador's ears.

“Another in what I'm sure has been a long line,” Joel remarked and chuckled as he came up and rubbed over the spot where Meya had smacked. He could feel the hotness and welt bumps that marked the equine's skin. Truly, he had been the receiver of quite a number of punishments, probably had been quite the bad boy all week to have deserved something like this.

As the dog came around, Jacob gave a pleasured nod and turned to try and point his head to where he heard his friend. “He's been a very bad boy, Joel. I think he needs a friend's knot, you know?” Meya commented cheerfully as she meandered over to a throne like chair on the opposite side of her husband and sat down. She crossed a leg over the other and watched with hungry eyes.

“Oh, there's no doubt he's been very bad,” Joel agreed and finally came around to fully face Jacob's backside. His buttcheeks were naturally spread, and the tailhole that resided between them flexed as the newcomer gazed over its glistening brilliance. The body stock had reduced the stallion to a partially kneeling position, his waist perfectly level to the canine's crotch. It was just too perfect to pass up, the dog told himself as he began to quickly undo his pants and let them fall to the floor.

Hearing the disrobing, Jacob moaned hotly around his gag and pushed back against his restraints in eager anticipation. Joel's paws grasped the equine's muscular rear end and kept him spread nice and wide, inspecting that large ring of muscle. It has been painted with so many different cumshots that there was hardly any of the horse's original scent left. His hole quivered weakly, clearly the brutal subject of a night-long fuck session that must have involved a rotation of male suitors. His was just going to be one more on top of the proverbial mountain of conquests.

“Well!” Meya called from her spot, the riding crop tracing leisurely up and down her own exposed fur. “I called you here to give me a show. Get to it!” Joel smirked to himself as he turned away from the hostess to her husband. His paws gently groped more and continued to trace over the thick, muscular body before him. He could feel blood rushing between his legs and his cock was straining free of its furry home. It took little more than staring down at the well used hole to make him completely rigid.

Joel pushed two of his fingers into the loosened orifice and encountered no resistance at all. He felt the warm mixture of other males' cum inside and collected a healthy amount on his digits before he drew back. A thick, white line connected him to the hole, a strand elongating and eventually breaking as he brought his covered fingers down to his cock and began to lather it over the rock hard surface.

He sucked in a sharp breath, his throbbing length dripping a bit of pre cum before he began to orient himself closer to his friend. Jacob gave a hard huff and murmured patiently as the hot tapered end of Joel's member pressed to his pucker and began to slip inside. There was hardly any push back, though his insides felt incredibly slippery from the copious amount of internal semen.

A long moan drew from the dog's maw, his jaw hanging open and his eyes began to drift shut. The stallion whimpered and struggled to push back onto the invading dick, the penetration being painfully slow. Joel stroked up and down the other's lower back, enjoying the size difference between them as his hips firmly pressed to the equine's rear end. Every inch was embedded into the warm rear end, the Labrador taking a few extra seconds to take in the full sensation before he began to move.

He did what he could to lean his chest over his friend's back, his feet going up on tip-toes to get at a better angle. He started off slow, his cock sawing back and forth at a leisurely pace. He knew how much the equine hated this, and it went to show who really was the one in control. A swift strike across Jacob's backside made him winnie loudly in ecstasy and tug at his restraints. He truly showed himself to be a pathetic male, destined to be tied down and fucked at everyone elses' pace. The larger male huffed and moaned against his gag, a line of drool dripping from the bar between his teeth.

Pleasure coursed and throbbed through Joel's rutting member, his working hips beginning to make the all too familiar sound of rhythmic fucking each time he would drive inside. All intentions of making for a long, excruciating session for the stallion were soon lost as the incredible feeling of getting into his friend began to take over. Forced into eternal inactivity, Jacob had to brace and take everything that the smaller dog wanted to give. He wouldn't have complained in the slightest even if he wasn't bound and gagged. He'd have been quite a bit more noisy though, begging the dog to knot his ass and use him like a good pony.

Meya watched contently from the sideline, the riding crop bit between her teeth with a paw settled between her legs. She ground quick circles against the piecing of her clit which made her femme juices flow, along with a collection of male cum she had received along side her husband. Her eyes watched with a careful gaze of an interviewer, her tongue licking at the strong leather between her lips as Joel picked up his pace. She could see his paws gripping fist fulls of flesh and short equine fur as the demanding urge to let go began to take over.

The dog could feel the slight bump of Jacob's prostate rub against the underside of his pistoning shaft. His precum spurted inside in an attempt to lube up an already incredibly slippery ride. The hit became much harder as time went on and a rough growl accompanied each. With bulging muscles he pulled himself on and off, his added weight behind the effort made the body stock shake and shiver. Jacob was regularly moaning now, every little bit of motion against his sensitive pucker caused shivers and little fingers of electricity to travel up and down his spine.

Joel's voice grew louder and louder as time went on. At times his mouth would hang open  and the groans would escalate while other times his teeth would clench and animalistic snarls would seep through. His hips were moving in a blur, the sound of which was akin to applause. Sloppy cum dripped from Jacob's hole as the ramming shaft stirred his insides up, a thick glob of which ran down the side of his plump ballsack.

The grinding motion that Joel began to take up had his cock sawing harder against Jacob's prostate, and the action was having a powerful effect. As if connected, the two males began to feel a similar climactic build. The equine tried to press his bound cock against his stock in the hopes that it would alleviate some of the torturous pleasure, but much like the rest of the night, it didn't.

Joel's swollen knot popped in and out of of the loosened hole and rapidly became too much for the equine to handle. The feeling was all too familiar of a large buttplug being aggressively driven in and yanked out. A sudden and powerful gush of cum came blasting from the tip of his massive member, the sticky floor being painted once more by the powerful emission. He moaned and grunted as hard as he could, his huge body sent into spasms as he was forced to endure the mind numbing bliss. His convulsing made him clench back on the rutting dog, milking at the intruding shaft.

A blast of thick dog cum splashed deep into the wanting body. Accompanying the jet of seed was the labrador's howl of pure euphoria, his body clinging to the other's rear while he tied himself. Though he wasn't locked together like he might have been with a smaller individual, Jacob didn't afford him such an experience. Jet after sticky jet flowed inside and only tapered off after a few extra bucks of his strong hips. The heat that flowed between them was intense and tiring, though the dog wasn't easily exhausted.

Joel looked down at his conquest with half lidded eyes, his tongue lolling from the edge of his mouth. Slowly he drew himself away from his friend, his knot pulling free of the well used asshole and trailing a gush of his own cum. Jacob was reduced to a panting mess as well. Sweat dripped from his body and matted down his short fur, along with the residue of cum long since spent. When he stumbled back he saw that the equine pucker didn't close, instead affording him a peak inside of the abused ring of muscle and the wanting rear end.

“Well done!” Meya cheered from the sideline, her paws clapping briefly as she had finished herself off several minutes ago. Joel chuckled to himself and stuck his tongue at her playfully. She jumped to her feet and sauntered over to her friend. Before his cock had fully retreated back into his sheath she grabbed it by the base, mixing her femme juices with the semen that still covered the surface. “Mmh, I bet you're hungry. Want some breakfast?” she cooed into his ear and took the tip between her teeth to give a friendly tug.

“Yeah, I'm starving!” he laughed and closed one eye as she pulled and released.

“Come with me then, love. I'll give you something extra tasty to eat,” she continued and grasped his paw like before and toed him back upstairs. The room fell silent once more, save for Jacob's slight shifting, though as his mind came down from the orgasmic high he realized how alone he was. Replaying the remnants of others' conversation back in his mind he gave another tug at his restraints and felt a little bit of panic. He was hungry too...