(Digital)-Gay Nightclub Behavior-(Page 3/7)

  "Yes you are and I'm going to prove it to you." Donut took hold of the base of his cock and shoved it into the slut's maw before he could say something else in defiance. The warmth of the muzzle slathered his glans with spit and assisted in firming his cock further. Once the dog knew his dick wasn't going to flop out of that mouth he gripped the back of the wolf's head and lightly thrusted into his mouth. Donut looked down at his new bitch grinning at him.

Damaron's mouth got filled with cock head before he could say another word. It was thick and heavy and the Doberman pushed it in to the point that it made the wolf's cheeks bulge. He scooted away with his legs and paws trying to back away from the male, but he just straddled his face and held him there, moving forward with the smaller wolf as his spit soaked the bigger male's firming hardon in his mouth. Soon Dame felt something that put fear in him, cold steel at the back of his neck and lower back, the railing! He couldn't escape or pull off this big brute.

"I've got you where I want you. Start sucking bitch or you may not make it out of here alive."
The Doberman commanded his prey, even relenting his grip on the slut's head. He watched the male; he could even start to smell a bit of the bitch's heat starting to hit his nose. "I know this is turning you on show me what you've got." The slut obeyed and started to suckle, lapping his tongue along the underside of his shaft, Donut, shuddered and let the bitch work. The Doberman was getting that achy sensation and the bitch was making him feel very raunchy. Donut, re-tightened his grip on the wolf's head and started thrusting in and out of his mouth, "That little mouth of yours ain't enough for me, bitch, I gotta take that throat. Hold your breath and try not to choke slut."

Damaron's whole mouth couldn't take much past the tip of that massive schlong. He whimpered around it yet could not escape. His ears flickered, hearing the Doberman talk down to him. Dame's ears rolled back in submission and he tried his best, lapping along the length in his mouth and twisting his head to nurse on the tip. What came next was a bittersweet situation; the big dog firmly pressed his cock into the wolf's mouth, the glans weaseling into the back of his throat. This made the wolf's jaw fully distend attempting to accommodate the rest of the dog's length. Dame's gut convulsed, "GRRLLKK..." at that same moment the wolf's own hardon throbbed really hard between his legs and drooled pre from the treatment. The Doberman pulled back a bit and Dame breathed in his nose, then the male pushed forward again, the large cock head pushing against the back of his throat, Damaron couldn't make a sound, and his stomach turned again, "HMMGLK.." The head was too big it wasn't going down his throat. Dame's stomach contents came up as the dog above him was now drooling as he withdrew again, Dame had threw up all around the cock in his mouth and it came out his nose, seeping out between his lips around the dick.

"Oh God what a tight fucking mouth. You're gonna take this dick whether you like it or not. Mmmmm hmm hmm... Look you're even making room for it, your little tummy evacuating the contents so I can feed you." The Doberman pressed his foot on his bitch's tummy, and thrusted back and forth into the slut's mouth torturing him using his cock head like a fist on a speed bag for the uvula at the back of the bitch's throat. The slut gagged and choked constantly as he fucked his face. The poor little bitch's eyes were clenched shut and tears streamed down the sides of his face, yet every time he pushed against that throat the honey of the small male drooled from the throbbing dick between the slut's legs. "You love sucking cock don't you?! This is it deep breath now I'm not going to stop." The Doberman gritted his teeth and pushed his hips forward unrelenting.

Damey's tummy was completely empty now, he had loosed everything, but this male still persisted. Dame felt wretched and dirty, but he was getting horny as fuck. If he could moan he would. Dame heard what was coming and steeled himself inhaling a quick breath in his nostrils before his breath was cut off again. The paws holding his head dug in and the hips pushed forward with a firm hard press. The force was not stopping, something had to give, Dame thought the dick was just going to penetrate out the back of his neck. He was mute, gagged by the larger male's cock. Dame arched his neck, the glans began to slip more forward, and suddenly the whole of the shaft entered the wolf's mouth in one long slide, until his chin met with the hefty balls, the larger male succeeding in sheathing his whole large length down the small wolf's throat. It didn't stop there, Dame couldn't resist him, the Doberman went into a wild thrall pistoning those hips against the wolf's face. Dame's neck bulged from the foreign invading dick, and he could feel the warm gooey mess feeding him, seeping down into his stomach. Damaron's breath began to fail him. He opened his eyes as if to beg for mercy through the haze of tears, but the other male was too busy fucking his face to notice. Darkness started to tunnel Damaron's vision. He was blacking out. The sensation of a heavy jolt pinning his head against the railing violently, and his belly suddenly feeling full again only meant one thing... 

Story bit by Damaron.

Characters are Damaron and DonutDobie 

Art by me.