When a college man is recruited by his crush to mush a team of six sled dogs so her family can uphold a tradition of delivering Christmas presents to a foster home in a small Canadian town on Christmas Eve, TJ didn’t bet on a blizzard forcing them to take a break, nor that the dogs would have other needs besides hunger.
While the snow is horribly cold, the dog’s cocks keep TJ warm all night long. But will his rectum hold out through it all, or will it become so destroyed that it turns into a bitch hole for thick dog cock and their puppy-batter?
Kinks: Bestiality, CBT, Come Eating, Drugs, Heat/Rut, Knotting, Orgy, Non-con/Rape, Rimming, Prolapse, Straight to Gay, Semi-public/Public Sex, Temperature Play, Virgin
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…One of the dogs that had been in the dominance battle was now sniffing at TJ’s already swollen pucker. The man tried to get back on his feet, but he was pushed back down by strong paws on his back. A growl and a grazing of teeth on his exposed neck kept him down.
“Please, boy,” TJ whimpered. “I’m not a female.” Either the dogs didn’t know, or they didn’t care. They were all in heat, and they all wanted a piece of TJ’s warm, wet ass. There was still doggy cum from the last dog, but the huskies didn’t care about that either.
The huskies were also not gentle. TJ moaned in pain as the large dog cock forced its way inside TJ’s abused hole.
The cold wind that stabbed at his skin was barely a thought when the dog’s cock was thrusting inside him with a primal urge to mate. The oddly shaped tip of the red slippery member wasted no time exploring the small passage. It pushed hard and fast. It was longer than the last dog’s, but not as thick. With each thrust, the tip made it just past the s-curve and into the bend of TJ’s colon. The tip was breaching his large intestine. It forced the tight space to open repeatedly. TJ felt his inner walls bruising from the rough treatment, but there was a spot deep inside that didn’t feel too bad. It actually felt impossibly, traitorously good. The cock slid past that spot with each thrust. It crushed that spot over and over.
“Fuck!” TJ screamed as his poor prostate was stimulated so roughly that it was torture. Once TJ got used to the pain, the pleasure won out. The man could feel his skin crawl, not with painfully cold ice crystals, though they were ever present, but with tingly pleasure. His cock was already more than half hard once more, and TJ knew a dog was going to make him come.
TJ tried not to give in. He shouldn’t find pleasure in a bunch of sled dogs. He didn’t want to. He didn’t even want to do this stupid job in the first place. But damn, if Kayla wasn’t the hottest girl he’d ever known, and she liked painting too! Hot as fuck and into the same shit as him? How perfect. But was it worth getting railed by a team of sled dogs in the middle of a snowstorm? TJ hadn’t decided yet.
TJ screamed again as another dog crawled under him to lick at his now-leaking cock. The man was scared the dog would bite him, but it never did. The white dog just continued to sweep his large, flat tongue up and up and up his shaft. It was too much. TJ couldn’t take the stimulation. One of the huskies had licked him there earlier, and it had been pure torture.
TJ didn’t want to enjoy a dog licking his cock or thrusting in his ass. Not just because they were dogs. Though that was a significant reason, it was also because TJ wasn’t gay. And it was gay to get anally fucked, right? The dogs are male, so… Did this make him gay? TJ didn’t want to admit just how good it felt when the dog’s long cock hit his prostate. He refused to acknowledge just how hard he was as a dog gave him a blowjob.
“Elf! Ah! God! Fuck!” He screamed as the dog’s tongue brought him over the edge. TJ came hard all over the youngest dog’s snout. He watched as the dog pulled back and licked the cum off its nose. But Elf didn’t stop there. Clearly, the dog didn’t care that a human needed time to recover from an orgasm. After it finished licking the cum off its face, it went right back to licking at TJ’s cock.
“No! Stop! Elf, no!”
It was useless. The dog didn’t stop. And Garland was still fucking him from behind. He knew the dog was close. It had started thrusting even faster now. The dog’s cock even slipped out of him, and TJ heard a popping sound when it left his pucker. TJ knew the dog wasn’t done. Garland growled as his mating session was interrupted. The dog growled louder when he couldn’t find the human’s hole, so he could continue where he left off.
There was nothing TJ could do but wait as the dog’s cock kept rusting at his ass but not finding the hole. The dog continued to growl, and TJ wondered if Garland would try to bite him.
He didn’t have to worry for long. TJ was just about to try spreading his ass cheeks with his hands. Not because he wanted the dog to continue fucking him, far from it, but because he didn’t want to anger the dog.
In the end, he didn’t need to. The dog’s cock found his hole, and TJ yelped at the sudden intrusion. Elf continued to lick his cock.
Another dog, Chestnut, padded over and began slobbering all over TJ’s back. Snow was starting to accumulate, and the dog licked him like a popsicle.
Then, finally, TJ felt the dog’s cock grow much bigger inside him. Garland’s knot was huge, and it stretched his hole to the limit…
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