Crazy Eight Kennels – 04 L&D

The next morning, Luke woke feeling bruised and battered but happy yet sad. He was happy because he had received his best fuck for ages, sad because he knew this might end. The only way he could see would be to talk to the owners, as this wasn’t an inexperienced dog, so maybe he could come to some arrangement.  

“Let’s get you home,” Luke said, then stopped, “But before we do, I want to taste you again.”    

Kneeling down he teased Hannibal’s cock from its sheath and worked it with his hand until it started to leak. Bending his head close, he took a long suck, swallowing a large mouthful of the watery pre-cum.  

“Fuck that’s bitter,” he exclaimed, standing and spitting on the floor. “You can fuck me anytime you want, but I ain’t blowing you when you taste like that,” Luke laughed as they set off to the kennels.  

About halfway there, Hannibal moved ahead, then stopped and blocked Luke’s path.  

“What?” said Luke with his hands on his hips, looking at Hannibal. He could see the cock was still hanging down and hadn't really withdrawn since he had sucked it.   

“Here?” said Luke as he realised what must be going through the dog’s mind.  

As if to confirm, Hannibal growled and took a pace forward. Glancing around, Luke walked just off the path and removed his shorts and shirt, standing in just his jockstrap and trainers.  

“Okay you sexy beast,” he laughed and got on all fours in invitation.  Panting happily, Hannibal mounted and started thrusting. Luke used the pre-cum to lubricate his hole before finally guiding Hannibal to his opening. Letting out a loud moan of contentment, he let Hannibal slam into him, taking him as only a dog could.  

Pressing his head into the grass, he groaned as Hannibal forced his knot in and as he started to spurt, Luke knew he had to do this again...and again...and again.  

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