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It was a particularly hot summer day. The sky was an ocean blue, and there were barely any clouds in the sky. Adam was feeling the heat, pulling at the collar of his dress shirt and adjusting his tie as he reached forward to turn up the fan for the air conditioner. The artificial breeze that flowed through the interior of the large, silver pickup truck felt wonderful, and the ram leaned back in his seat as sweat rolled down his neck and dotted his dress shirt.

Tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, Adam reached forward to turn up the radio. A bright white aux cord connected to a port in the console was looped around the cup holders and connected to the ram's phone. The big horn gave a grin when he heard the beat of one of his favorite songs begin to play; his weekend kick-off playlist on full swing.

The interior of the truck was clean, to say the least. The smell of the leather seats combining with the cliche evergreen tree air freshener hanging from the rear view mirror added a clean scent to the truck. Adam liked everything to be in order, and the interior of the truck was no different. There weren't any wrappers or fast food fries lost under the seat, or miscellaneous stains on the seats in the front, or in the back; everything was in its proper place.

"Knocked down, everything I tried to do."

Starting to nod his head to the hypnotic beat, the ram was lost in the music and his own thoughts as he made his way down the road. The soothing sound of the tires on the pavement, combined with the hypnotic beat of the dance music, put Adam in a trance as he made a few more turns without really realizing it. Soon, he was pulling into a parking spot on the side of the road near a series of apartment complexes, still humming and tapping the steering wheel. Turning off his car seemed to take him out of his trance long enough to realize where he was.

"You used to hold me, you used to hold me..."

Reaching forward, Adam turned off the radio, which had continued to play, his head still nodding a bit before he reached in the back to grope for a bag of groceries. When his hand gripped around the handles of the paper bag, the ram pulled the bag over the little space between the passenger seat and drivers seat and up to his lap. There was a bit of clanking as the bottles inside the bag hit against one another. Adam's ears flicked, the noise of the glass bottles hitting against each other making him wince a bit before unlocking the door to the truck and scooting out of the vehicle.

The first thing that hit Adam was the heat, and he found himself wanting to simply run back into his car in the shut the door. He could feel sweat begin to trail down his back, the cooler liquid making him shiver as pulled the grocery bag up to his broad chest before hitting the door shut with his hips.

Examining the vehicle, Adam felt a pleased smile cross his lips as he looked over the glimmering silver paint that seemed to sparkle in the sun. The chrome rims and grill were polished almost to perfection, and not a spec of bird poop was found on the windshield. Although it took Adam nearly two grueling hours of rubbing spots of dirt, grime, and other disgusting things off of what he calls his "baby," the truck showed its presently clean condition.

Plus, his boyfriend did not mind when he got himself a little wet with the hose. His lover liked the tease of seeing through his clothes and really enjoyed the sensual shower they took together afterwards.

Giving a bit of a low chuckle at the lewd thought, the ram fished for his keys with his open hand and locked the door of his truck. He clicked the button and was satisfied with the honk that signaled that the doors were locked shut before walking across the road towards a large, brick apartment complex. Luckily, there was not much traffic driving across the road, so Adam made it across without having to dodge any hasty drivers. He always felt like a target on city roads; the country was so much more open and free.

His biceps flexed as he held the bag close to his chest, the cream colored fur bulging as his muscles worked. Adam's light blue eyes looked over the ivy covering the brickwork on the apartment building, the plant life stretching outward from the wall as if welcoming him back home. As Adam walked up the concrete steps to the entrance to the apartment complex, the ram ducked under an underlying branch of a small tree that grew by the steps. A gardener was busy attending to the branches with an electric trimmer, noise-blockers with bright yellow outsides covering the broad-shouldered cougar's ears.

The large cat's body flexed as he worked with the branches, his intense brown eyes focused intently on the task at hand. The sweat on his fur made him almost glisten as he went about his work, and Adam couldn't help but admire the cougar's body as it tensed and relaxed as he worked the trimmer around the branches that were a bit too close to the steps.

The cougar's blue overalls were caked in dirt, and Adam could smell the musk of the male as he worked. As the cougar attended to a branch that was at the right angle for their gazes to meet, the cougar gave a small smile. He stopped trimming the branches, his muscles relaxing as he brought his pose to a friendlier position.

"Hello, Adam! Enjoying the weather?"

"Yep, Michael, I am," Adam said back with a friendly smile, sweat droplets beginning to form on his forehead as he walked ever so closer to the door. Adam was so close to the air conditioned entryway that he could feel the cool draft coming from the bottom of the door leading into the lobby.

Reaching upward with a dirty arm to wipe sweat off of his own forehead, the cougar looked up with a grin. "Yeah, work and all that keeping me busy. Hopefully it wasn't so bad for you today. Lookin' sharp there!"

Pointing at Adam's light blue tie with silver highlights streaking across the fabric, Michael gave a toothy smirk and a wave before he turned back to trimming the tree branches.

Adam waved back as he pushed open the front door to the lobby of the apartment building. He made sure there weren't any packages waiting for him at the front desk before proceeding up the stairs. He preferred to walk the two flights of stairs to the third floor, where his apartment was, instead of the elevator. Staying active was something the ram loved to do, and the feeling of his muscles coming to life gave him a sense of progress with his physique. The sound of his hooves stomping up the concrete steps echoed off the enclosed stairwell as Adam made his way up the flights of stairs. The heat from outside radiated within, the stale and hot air sticking to the ram's fur and making him sweat..

Perspiration dripped from Adam's rounded nose, plummeting to the floor as he nudged open the door to the third floor, his bag of groceries swinging on his side, arm flexing as he walked down the air conditioned hallway. He smiled sweetly to his neighbor who was attending to a potted plant near their doorway. The brown door was propped open, and the ram could not help look inside for a moment in his curiousity. As Adam made his way down to his door, he reached into his pocket and began to grope for his keys. Seconds later, Adam pushed the door open to his apartment. He made sure to close the door softly behind him, knowing that his boyfriend's hearing was sensitive to loud noises.

The entrance of the place opened directly into the living room, furnished with a 60" LED TV, a coffee table strewn with text books and paper from late night study sessions, and a loveseat made of the softest microfiber. Sprawled over the couch was his roommate; his best friend, rival, and boyfriend.

The rottweiler was a stocky canine, and his fur was the standard black and tan his breed was known for. He was obviously prepared for Adam's arrival, wearing nothing but a purple singlet. The tight spandex clung to his muscled body, and two straps came down over his shoulders, over his pectorals, and came down to his abs, the two spandex straps coming together just below the navel. His gorgeous body was on display to drool over as he lay on his back, hiding the short stump of a tail that was obviously wagging, from the way his big hips shook with his wiggling rump. It was difficult for Adam to pull his eyes away from the rottie's deliciously bubbled rump, but the ram managed to do it as he brought his eyes upward to the rottie's own intense gaze.

Adam smiled at the grinning rottie as he walked into the kitchen, setting the heavy grocery bag down. Adam's ears flicked as he heard the couch groan, and his boyfriend began to saunter on over to him. His boyfriend's footpaws were muffled on the carpet before clacking on the wood floor as he was approached from behind, feeling his boyfriend's arms wrap around his waist. He was embraced by his boyfriend from behind, and the ram leaned back into the large bulk of the rottweiler as his boyfriend embraced him and sniffed his neck.

Murring softly, Adam let the rottie do as he pleased as he unloaded the grocery bag, pulling out a few bottles of wine and some food that they would need for food prep the following week. Both males in the household followed a fairly strict diet, both building mass and strength, almost in competition with each other. Although Adam was not too happy with throwing out more of his heavier meals to replace them with a lighter fare, the results spoke for themselves. After the bottles of wine were safely out of the bag, Adam's wrists were grabbed by the rottweiler, a low growl sending a rumble from the back of the canine's throat and vibrating up the ram's back.

"You kept me waiting," the stocky canine grumbled, pressing his groin against Adam's backside as his teeth grazed over the short fur of the ram's neck. Being very close friends from childhood, they had become very intimate with each other, especially during high school when they joined the wrestling team. It wasn't long after they found that, after grappling and pinning the other down numerous times, that they were both seriously attracted to the other and found themselves challenging and pushing the other to their limits. Coach Thompson had been thrilled to have such dedicated wrestlers, but he was none the wiser when they started messing around after practice in the privacy of the showers, after everyone else had headed home for the evening.

After years of wrestling and becoming more familiar on a more intimate level, they had become inseparable, and even closer. So, when Karl bit into the trapezius muscle on Adam's shoulder, Adam felt a shiver run down his spine and his body stiffen. Karl knew exactly where to bite into him to get him in the mood, if he so pleased. The ram wanted to protest, but he knew the rottie wasn't the most patient dog around. The rottie's big, brown paws groped over his chest, and his deep baritone voice growled in his ears.

"I hope you're wearing what I told you before you left the house today..." Karl growled dominantly in Adam's ear. Karl clutched the dress shirt Adam was wearing and pulled it open. All six buttons popped off, exposing the ram's own light blue singlet. A white trim accentuated the sides and made his muscular body pop in the tight material. The singlet was of the same design as Karl's, his pectorals and abdominals exposed before it came to a pouch which held his maleness snuggly. Adam let out a sigh of disbelief as his dress shirt was ruined and felt his arms yanked back and pinned to his backside; his arms now tied together by his own dress shirt.

He spun around to face Karl and windmilled his arms, wrapping his shirt around Karl's wrists, so they were bound together, and grinned wide at the canine, knowing just what the rottweiler had planned. "And I hope you know what's going to happen to that cute ass of yours, 'cause I'm gonna win again."

"Hey, I had a sprain last time," Karl retorted and returned a toothy grin, winking at the ram. "I've been studying some more moves... I can't wait to try them out on you."

"And I can't wait to turn it around and teach your dumbass a lesson."

The grin that snaked its way across Adam's mouth practically shouted the mischievous plans he had in mind for Karl as he began to unfasten the belt on his dress pants. Karl's eyes ate up the sight before him, making sure to linger on every curve and dip in the ram's expansive body as he pulled the khaki pants down his legs. Karl managed to hook his own paws into the hem of Adam's pants and help the ram pull them off with that low growl still in his voice. The ram tried to muster up his own growl, but it came up short. Karl simply snickered.

With his singlet in full view, Adam adjusted the straps that were around his shoulders and the pouch of his singlet before flexing his biceps cockily. Loving the way the material made his muscles pop, Adam smiled in pride as he saw the proof of his evening workout sessions with his boyfriend show itself. He could feel the jock snuggling his pouch close to his body, making sure that the more sensitive bits of his body were tucked close. The straps of the jockstrap could be seen through the light blue of the singlet, and the ram stretched and flexed his body in Karl's grip

Kicking his pants away, Adam gave a cocksure smile, his eyes twinkling as he turned around to face Karl. "So, ready to lose again?" Puffing out his chest, Adam appeared as large and intimidating as possible as he pushed his chest against Karl's. Something else was also growing larger; his member swelling in his singlet as it bumped up against Karl's own bulge. The ram stuck out his pelvis, rolling his hips slightly against the rottie. The sweat from the drive still clung to Adam's fur, giving his coat a slight shimmer, and Karl could smell the ram's musk radiating off of him.

The rottie went for the grab on Adam's neck, and Adam lowered his head, bunting the rottweiler in the chest to shove him back. While the canine had just a little more weight, Adam had his species advantage with his curved horns. Karl sneered as he stood just far enough back to stay away from the ram and sniffed.

"You really want to start this here?" Adam hunched over, ready for anything now, the rottweiler imitating the stance.

"Unless you're too afraid you'll get--"

Karl didn't get to finish as Adam went for the grapple, lifting his hand behind the rottweiler's head and quickly went through the movement as the rottweiler reached up to grab it. Adam's paw shot under Karl's right pit and around to his shoulder blade, tossing him to the left. Karl's right arm hooked over the ram's, and together, they tumbled over. Claws and hooves scraped over the kitchen floor, scratching it up as they fought for their own balance and to throw the other off their feet. Adam lurched and bucked, hearing Karl grunt as his face was smooshed into the wood flooring.

Determined not to be beaten, Karl gained his footing. Karl planted his foot paw pads into the floor and slipped from Adam's hold, his body twisting to stand back up to face the ram. Adam's hold loosened as he grabbed Karl's left shoulder, keeping the dog's upper half bent over as he stood, his chin pressing into the rottweiler's back. Without any official referee to keep them in check at home, their fights usually had a few illegal tactics... not that either of them complained. Adam kept his left arm hooked under Karl's shoulder, his right paw now grabbing the rottweiler's scruff as he shoved the dirty dog's box-like snout into his sweating armpit.

"Smell that, puppy bitch?" Adam taunted as Karl struggled to free himself. The black and tan arms pushed at his shoulders as he knew his sweat was rubbing into the rottweiler's face. The pointed bulge in Karl's singlet pulsed, the ram's musk overwhelming him as he tried to struggle out of the hold. Karl's body stopped moving as he stayed in the armpit, sniffing it and relishing the smell of the other man before Adam loosened his hold and let Karl go. He didn't want to win too easily.

They stepped back, their chests heaving as their heart beats increased. Adam remained hunched, his arms at the ready as Karl circled him like he was prepared to strike. They both got back into proper form.

Karl growled low as he reached up to try to make a quick grab at the ram's shoulders, however, Adam's paws intertwined with his and they began to push against one another. It was like an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object, and the two were gritting their teeth as one tried to gain advantage on the other in their hold.

Their arms began to bend as their faces grew closer together. The beginning of their fights were playful, at first. Just a bit of rough housing and shoving, but it was evident that they were both getting into the atmosphere. Adam and Karl could feel the tension between them, and the sounds of their exertions echoed in the house. Karl's paws grabbed Adam's wooly neck and pushed him downwards, a smirk crossing his face as he realized he could pull the advantage and flip Adam's momentum in his favor.

Adam stopped his fall with both of his paws and sprung back up to grab back at his roommate. Karl pushed his face away and grappled the ram's shoulders, pushing them down as Adam tried frantically to grab the rottweiler's neck. They held each other, foreheads pressed together as Karl growled.

"I hope you prelubed your tight, little tail before you got home..." Karl grunted, his voice showing signs of exertion as they both adjusted their footing to keep themselves balanced.

Adam tucked his chin and slipped back as he stepped backwards onto the carpeted living room, shaking his arms loose as Karl followed, his nub wagging.

"Look at the obedient puppy," Adam mused as he hunched over again, "following his owner around, like a good boy." He knew what would get the rottweiler worked up, and calling the beefy canine demeaning words would taunt him enough to get him back in the fray.

"Fuck you," Karl spat and went for another lunge for Adam's neck with his paws. One paw reached its destination, but the other Adam caught in his grasp. Adam grabbed the rottweiler's neck as well before he found himself pushed down again to the left, his muzzle and upper chest slamming onto the coffee table as Karl slipped behind him and pushed his bulge against those supple cheeks. Karl's victory was brief, since he couldn't get his legs locked around the ram's and found himself pushed off.

"One-zero," Karl declared as Adam wiped his snout with the back of his paw, making sure there wasn't any blood as he rose from the ground. His hulking body heaved in air as he wiped sweat off of his body, and he stretched his neck. It would not have been the first time that they'd drawn blood.

"You sure? Could have sworn I won that first one. Should make it one-one, puppy."

Karl dove in again in one quick motion, and their previous grapple presumed. One arm wrapped around one another's necks, the other paw locking hands, trying to prevent the other from grabbing them. Adam lifted his head to get free before Karl lowered his body, and in a surprise move, grabbed the back of Adam's right calf. Before the ram could react, his lower body was pulled back, and he found himself trying to balance on one paw.

Adam tried to angle himself to avoid smashing into the coffee table; they'd broken enough furniture in the past. He managed to avoid getting thrown completely off balance and tumbling to the floor as the rottweiler hooked a leg around his calf and continued to lift it to keep the ram off balance while grinding his aching erection against the ram's leg.

Adam leaned over the rottweiler, his legs outstretched, his left hoof digging into the carpet as he hooked his arm around the canine's back before he fell forward again onto the floor, feeling Karl's covered cock rub up his leg and press right into his backside, teasing his clenching ring through the spandex. A warm blush crossed the ram's cheeks as he tried to struggle, but to no avail, and he realized quickly that, if he did not do something soon, he would not have as swift of a victory as he had anticipated. Adam came to the conclusion that it was probably not a wise idea to give his boyfriend easy access when in the middle of a heated wrestling match.

Karl grinded roughly as he bit down against Adam's side, growling as he tried as hard as he could to rip through his spandex to impale his lover on his dick. He could feel precum ooze through the tight clothing, staining Adam's own around his tuft of a tail. All he had to do was peek through the lower part of his singlet and shove his cock into the tail hole opening, and he would win.

Adam arched his back and struggled to get on his knees, pushing Karl's head downwards while he grabbed the rottweiler's paws, holding them down. Once he had Karl's paws held into the carpet, his brought his right leg forward and pushed up, followed by his left leg. He jumped with his legs and flipped himself backwards. Instead of Karl's chest now rubbing against his back, his own chest was pushing against Karl's back. His horns pushed into Karl's backside as his arms hooked under his pits. To Adam's amusement, Karl's eyes went as wide as saucers when he felt the ram's cock hook beside his nubbed tail and slip into his purple singlet, rubbing into his fur underneath.

"Probably should not have pulled too hard down on my pouch earlier, nub," Adam said with a grin as he panted and gave a smirk when he felt Karl begin to struggle beneath him. "You pulled my jock down...and my singlet. I just moved my shoulder straps down."

The light blue shoulder straps that were once on the ram's shoulders laid relaxed near the ram's sides and were wrapped around the ram's arms. Whenever Adam flexed his biceps, the muscle bulged outward and made the straps flex slightly.

Karl shivered when he felt Adam's warm breath against his neck, continuing to struggle as Adam pulled him harder against his body and further slipping his member closer to the rottie's hole. "Mmm, no support underneath your singlet? I thought you would keep your boys more protected."

"Fuck off," Karl snarled as he continued to struggle, making the ram chuckle as he edged ever closer to Karl's hole. "You haven't got me yet."

"Oh, really, puppy bitch? What makes you th-"

Adam was cut off abruptly as Karl reached back with his right paw, gripping the ram's thigh, and pushed his body back and to the side, knocking the air out of Adam's lungs, finding the ram's grip falter. Karl felt Adam's member slip from his singlet, and he gave a grin when he realized this match was still in his favor. Rolling over, Karl's right hand shot quickly to the ram's exposed cock and gripped it firmly, which made the ram gasp.

"Got your third horn. That jockstrap seems to be really working out for you, huh?" Karl said with a snicker, relishing in the fact that Adam's cocky smirk was completely replaced with fear as he gasped for air. "Turn around." When the ram shook his head, Karl reached around and gripped Adam's supple ass cheeks, using his large frame to push Adam's back down onto the carpet. The rottie slammed him hard against it with enough force to make the potted plants on the windowsill in the kitchen shake. Adam felt whatever breath he had left leave his body as he groaned, his back throbbing in pain from the impact.

"I asked nicely," Karl growled as he pinned the ram down, his bulge rubbing against the ram's exposed cock.

Adam had no time to react as Karl took advantage of the opportunity to pin the ram's arms above his head while he pushed his weight on top of the other male, smothering Adam's soft face against his open chest. Their dicks pulsed together, and Adam felt a blush cross his cheeks as Karl frotted their thick members against one another.

"See? It's not so hard to be a good bitch to the alpha, is it?" Karl taunted in Adam's ears as he felt Adam's maleness catch on his singlet, tugging the fabric down. Giving a small moan, Adam found himself fidgeting, trying to shift his cock into a more comfortable position as his tip snagged on the spandex. He spread his legs involuntarily, as if giving Karl easier access to his hole.

"Oh...and I didn't even have to tell you. Good boy," Karl snickered, his voice haughty, as the idea of having almost total control over his boyfriend made him smirk. "Such a good little bitch."

Adam blushed as he felt something warm and fleshy prod his stomach and realized that the rottie was now free from his singlet as well. He knew he had to escape before the rottweiler claimed victory. Beginning to struggle, Karl tisked as he kept those impressive arms pinned down. "No, no, no. Can't have you resisting, can we?" Karl said with a growl. "Be good and submit."

"Fuck you."

Adam fought as he hooked his legs around Karl's waist to try to throw him off. What he didn't expect was Karl's face snaking itself under his arm to sniff his sweating armpits, followed by the sudden pull back of the rottweiler's hips, and the blunt jab of the cock into the tail end of his singlet. He bleated as he felt the rottweiler's fat cock slide into the spandex, rubbing his cheeks before it found it's mark. Karl pulled back, leaving behind precum over Adam's quivering tailhole. Another shove inward, and he found the ram's ring stretch open for him. Karl knew the initial penetration hurt the most, since he felt the pain of being penetrated more than his boyfriend, but it was his turn to show the ram how it felt to be on bottom.

Karl shuffled and spread his legs out more, his knees digging into the carpet as he bucked in again, not pulling back for a second to give Adam a chance to shove him off. Adam's face was contorted in discomfort, but his erection never faltered for a moment as he was taken in such a brutish fashion. The rottweiler drooled as he managed to get half of his fat canine cock into the ram, hearing the singlet rip a bit from how much it was stretching from the tail base to the hole. Karl loved wearing the tight spandex, the way it clung to his beefy body, the way it showed off his muscles, and how hot his boyfriend looked wearing it when he struggled around his thick maleness.

He was lost in thought about the tightness of his boyfriend as the ram squeezed around his shaft, when he realized Adam was pushing back against his cock as the legs around his waist squeezed tighter, and his upper half rolled up. Reaching across the rottweiler's back, Adam locked his hands together in the middle of Karl's broad back and hunched himself into a ball before he pulled Karl forward and over his right shoulder while swinging his leg over the rottweiler's own leg and brought his arms around to hook the rottweiler's. He slammed his left hoof down and swung his left side around to roll the rottie off him.

Too surprised to stop Adam from sliding off of his cock with a slick popping sound, Karl began to struggle when he felt the ram close his hand around his neck. "This is how it is supposed to be," Adam said fiercely as he used his bulk to pin the rottie's legs beneath him and began to grind his rock hard bulge against Karl's. Using his free hand, the ram pulled the rottie's muzzle to face him, locking his eyes with his opponent with a feral grin across his face.

"You thought you could win that easily..."

Karl continued to struggle as he felt the free hand let his muzzle go, but not before feeling the hand lock with his own. As the ram's muscles flexed, he could feel his hole pulse and quiver, reminding him of what the rottie stuck inside of him, and he felt his own member flex when he thought about feeling Karl's tight entrance around his cock.

"Time to punish you..."

Scooting forward across the rottie's body, the ram pushed his bulge into his boyfriend's face, smothering him in his crotch. Karl breathed in instinctively, his mind swimming with the ram's musk as it assaulted his senses. Beginning to roll his hips, Adam began to mark the rottie in his scent, making sure the rottie could not smell anything but him. Karl could feel the mass press against his face, his teeth baring as he was humiliated. As Karl began to struggle, the ram grabbed the rottie's paws and pinned them above his head.

"You should get used to this now...it's where you will end up at the end of the night," Adam taunted with a smirk as he enjoyed the control he had over Karl. The pinned rottie's legs flailed, but it was to no avail as he felt Adam's bulge press even further against his muzzle, his teeth baring and his cock throbbing out in the open air as he tried to turn the tables into his favor. He could feel droplets of sweat fall off his forehead and roll onto the bulge that was assaulting his senses.

"Grrrmfuaodlf!" Karl managed to say as he wiggled.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you, pup," Adam said with a grin as he began to scoot away slowly, his hands still pinning the rottie's wrists to the floor.

Giving a long gasp of air, Karl stared daggers at Adam, and said, "I said go fuck yourself."

"Mmm, you would like that, wouldn't you?" Adam taunted as he wrapped the rottie in a headlock, his right bicep rubbing against Karl's neck before beginning to lead him upwards off the floor. Before Karl could react, his body was jerked upwards until he was over the ram's shoulder, his cock leaking down onto the ram's exposed chest and dotting it with pre. With his open hand, the ram placed a finger into the clear substance and brought it to his lips.

"You taste good, pupper," Adam said with a chuckle before rubbing it across his chest once again and brought the finger around his back. Before Karl could protest, he stuck the finger into the rottie's mouth.

"You gotta get your protein. Suck it off my finger, puppy bitch."

Adam smiled victoriously as he felt the rottie's tongue begin to lick across his finger and wash it in saliva. Adam felt his bulge pulse inside his singlet, and he almost forgot that he needed to pay the rottie back for the penetration he gave him.

Karl shivered at the salty, overwhelming taste, but he didn't have much time to sample himself. Before he could react, he was tossed onto the couch, and the ram was on top of him. Karl could feel the cool leather against his back as Adam pressed his weight on top of him. He could hear the sound of fumbling and material being moved out of the way before he felt something press against the opening of his tailhole on the singlet. That something was large, throbbing, and leaking as it pressed forward. Adam's member spread pre across the rottie's back, matting Karl's fur.

"Remember what you did for me? I intend to pay it forward," Adam growled as he pulled the rottie further underneath him and pushed his shoulders down against the couch. Adam began to thrust, his member stretching the rottie's tailhole in his singlet before rubbing up against the rottie's rump. Adam probed for his target until he felt the ring of muscle kiss his tip, the rottie's entrance so close to his maleness. He grinned and began to push forward, the canine's hole beginning to yawn around his member as he rolled his hips into his roommate and stopping when he got his tip in. Karl could feel the ram's member pulse inside of him, after which followed a warm feeling as the ram squirted jets of pre into him.

"Feel that? This is what's going to breed you at the end of this match," Adam said with a grin as he felt Karl's tight muscles squeeze around the tip of his manhood. Pulling his tip out of Karl, the ram let his maleness throb for a moment to squirt a healthy dollop of pre around his boyfriend's hole before beginning to push in once again.

The dog underneath him quivered and yelped as he was speared on his boyfriend's thick cock. Beginning to struggle to try to find a way out of the ram's pin, Karl found himself stuck underneath Adam's large bulk.

"Oh, fuck...such a tight little puppy bitch," Adam cooed as he leaned forward and nibbled on the rottie's ear. "Your groans make it so much hotter."

Karl stifled himself. He did not even realize he was moaning out, and he could feel the ram sinking deeper into him, his walls closing around that familiar large member that was nearly halfway inside of him. He realized that, if he did not do something quickly, he would lose.

As Adam began to move further inside of him, the rottie could feel the ram press up against parts of him that made him tremble and shake, even through the pain of being taken. With claws extended, the rottie tried to find a grip on the ram's shoulders, and Adam just chuckled, his thick hide preventing any possibility of pain.

"You think that you can just bump me off with a little bit of-"

The ram didn't get to finish the sentence as he felt the paws move upward towards his horns and grip around them. The ram had a quizzical look on his face before he felt the rottie jerk down hard. Due to the surprise, the ram moved his weight off of Karl for a half-second, which gave the rottie enough time to get his legs out from under him and brace his paws against Adam's powerful chest.

"I've been working on my legs..." the rottweiler grinned.

Kicking outward, Karl managed to push the large ram off of him, wincing as he felt Adam's thick member pop out of him with a wet, slick sound. Karl rolled off the couch and towards the middle of the living room. He held a fighter's stance, panting as he felt sweat roll down his body and drip onto the floor. Adam managed to hop off the couch quickly, his cock erect and pointing outward angrily. His orbs were still cradled in his singlet and jockstrap.

Sweat rolled down his powerful body, his chest heaving as he took in gulps of air. The very air stank of their sweat as they began to circle each other like bloodthirsty sharks would be before going in for the kill.

The rottie still let his cock hang out of his singlet, the tapered tip dripping an almost constant stream of pre, and Karl wiggled his hips enticingly when Adam's eyes lingered a bit too long at his crotch.

"Thought you could get me there, didn't you?" Karl said with a cocky smirk. "Gotta say that I really grabbed the opportunity by the horns." Karl laughed at his own joke, but he was more amused by Adam's eye roll.

"You talk a lot of shit for just having half my dick in your ass and moaning like you were in heat," Adam shot back as he gripped his pouch and taunted the rottie with it. "I know you would be begging for it, if you would have just stayed put."

"You wouldn't have liked it, if I just rolled over and stayed put," Karl sneered and hunched over, ready for the next bout.

Adam prepared himself for whatever Karl would do next. The second part of their wrestling match had come in full swing. Both wrestlers were rock hard, exposed and dripping on the floor, and both of them felt their adrenaline returning quickly as they started to look for an opportunity to strike. Karl made a few attempts to grab at Adam's neck, and the ram ducked his head, knowing full well what would happen if Karl had the opportunity to wrap his arms around his neck. The rottie felt nothing but air between his fingers as he reached out to try to grapple with the ram. They continued to circle around the room, and Adam grunted when his hoof hit one of the legs of the coffee table. Adam's concentration was taken away from the fight itself for a moment, and Karl caught on quick.

As Adam looked down to see what he bumped into, Karl charged forward, grappling his arms around the ram's barreled chest, growling as he lifted him and carried him across the room and slammed him against the front door. A loud thud echoed as Adam tried to shove the rottie's head away, his arms brushing against the drooling jowls, getting slobber all over his hands. Adam gave a yip as he felt Karl grip his ass cheeks, and it was difficult for the ram to grip onto Karl, since his hands were covered in saliva. Spreading the ram's cheeks and smooshing them together, the rottweiler growled into Adam's bellowing chest, smelling just how worked up his boyfriend had become. He dragged his tongue over the furry chest, tasting the sweat as Adam writhed in pleasure.

The rottie flexed his arms as he lowered Adam, showing off his strength as he wrapped his arms around the ram's waist and flipped him over, upside down. The added support of the door made the move easier, since most of Adam's bulk could be supported by it. The hinges rattled as he was moved roughly around and manhandled by the rottie, and Adam responded with a muffled grunt as he found his nose pressed against the bulge in the rottie's singlet, feeling the two hefty nuts resting against his nose. The smell was intense, and the musk invaded his nostrils. He tried to pull back, but the door prevented him from moving away.

Adam tried to fight to pull the fight back in his favor; the move wasn't something he expected. His mind was having a hard time registering a move to use to get away, but with the smell of rottweiler musk overpowering his senses and the rottie handling him so roughly was fogging up his concentration. He felt fingers grab the spandex that clung to his ass cheeks, the dog's fingers grabbing the hole his tuft tail poked through, and a loud ripping sound echoed through the room as Adam felt his ass cheeks become exposed to the open air. The ram gasped as his jockstrap was exposed to Karl, the orange pouch glistening with sweat and dotted with pre.

The black straps that framed his ass and his hips brought out his broad body, and the ram could feel his member flex as it dripped onto the floor. He tried to plant his hooves to the door to shove off and knock the rottweiler away from him, but he found that the rottie's firm stance had his gut pressing against his own and was keeping him from escaping. The only thing he ended up doing was push his ass forward and let out a moan as he felt a cold, wet nose press against his exposed pucker.

Karl growled as he sniffed the best source of his boyfriend's musk. It was so warm and earthy. He could smell the results of their recent fight clinging on and around the ram's body, and he found himself enamored with the scent. He dragged his broad tongue across the open taint and hole, feeling it quiver and clench across his taste buds. He continued his oral assault on the ram as his cock throbbed and oozed precum over Adam's neck and chin.

"Here... put your pretty lips to good use." Karl muttered as he reached for his cock and stuffed into Adam's mouth before he could protest. Sure, they were a bit rough, but neither of them wanted to seriously injure the other, and until Adam could find a way to get away, he'd have to submit. Karl growled happily and panted as he felt those lips bob on his member, a warm tongue lapping over his leaking tip.

He pushed his muzzle back between his boyfriend's ass cheeks, sucking on that hole with his lips before slurping at the slightly loosened rim that he'd penetrated briefly. His tongue pushed past the sphincter and into that tight passage, the one he'd only ever felt on occasion around his cock. He shuddered as his balls twitched within his singlet, pressed against Adam's nose, and he felt precum surge and flood the ram's muzzle. He heard him sputter and gag a bit as the head pushed into Adam's throat, but he didn't relent, grinning at the difficulty Adam was having. He hadn't pushed his limit. They both had their signal, and they were only getting started.

Adam's eyes lidded as he could smell nothing but Karl's musk, and his lungs were full of the smell. His chest heaved and groaned as he worked his throat around the fat rottie prick. He would never admit it, but he was loving this position. Being rimmed and forced down on his boyfriend's cock? There was nothing he could have wanted more.

The ram reached up to grasp those plump cheeks, still covered by the purple singlet, and decided to have his revenge for his own clothing. He ripped the cheek flap apart, exposing that fuzzy black and tan ass and rubbed a finger over the rottweiler's dripping tailhole. He didn't realize how much precum he had pumped into him, but it left him nice and lubed. Slipping in a finger to press his boyfriend's pleasure button, Adam felt a moment of control until he felt the rottie fill his muzzle to the hilt.

"Mmmm, fuck, forgot how good your mouth felt on my cock. Such a treat," Karl rumbled as he felt his boyfriend's throat squeeze around his member. He gave a growl as he began to roll his hips, his orbs beginning to slap light against the ram's chin. Adam gagged a bit, his mouth still working across the rottie's tool, and his tongue rubbed against the sensitive tip, tasting Karl's salty pre as it drooled out of his boyfriend's cock at a faster and faster rate. Beginning to piston his fingers, Adam felt his pre against his fingers, and his ears flicked as he heard the squelching that followed.

Closing his eyes, the ram began to get lost to his lusts and moaned around the cock in his muzzle. The orbs slapped over and over against his chin, reminding Adam of what exactly he was doing. Each throb inside of his muzzle was followed by a healthy dose of the rottie's precum, and the ram swallowed everything that was given to him like a good little bitch.

His boyfriend enjoyed reminding him of that fact.

Feeling the tongue begin to really lick against his hole, the ram's exposed cock throbbed as he felt the strange but pleasurable sensation of the wet and warm tongue licking his most private of regions. His cock dribbled and throbbed, the evidence of his arousal spotting his white and tan-furred chest, and some even managed to make it to his neck. The ram nearly bleated when he felt the rottie stick his tongue deep inside of him, and he shook like a leaf. Karl began to really thrust into him as Adam worked his fingers in and out of his hole, and the ram gripped the rottie's firm cheeks for dear life. He could feel the muscle flex and relax with each thrust from Karl, really showing how much his boyfriend had truly worked on his lower body.

Right when the rottie felt his climax approaching, his muzzle turned into a snarl as he ate his opponent out. He could smell the ram's arousal below him, the scent of sweat, sex, and cum going straight to his head as he tried to hold back the hot stream that seemed to bubble up from his hole and work its way outwards. His muscles began to tense, and the rottie found himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Adam could tell Karl was close to blowing his load, if the fat knot pressing to his lips was any indication, but he had no intention of swallowing or finishing off his boyfriend. The goal of the game was to win, and there could only be one winner, the end of their fight only happening when someone's dick slammed into the other's ass and filled it with the champion's spunk. The ram's mind clicked. He had thought of a way to get free. His scrunched eyes suddenly snapped open as he felt his throat being used for the rottie's pleasure. He squeezed Karl's ass tightly, his paws digging into the muscle.

"F-fuck," Karl groaned as he felt so close, just needing that extra stimulation of something squeezing his knot. "You know what to do. Accept defeat and grab my knot!" he ordered.

Adam took his paws off his rottweiler's ass, and instead of grabbing the knot as instructed, he reached down, grabbed Karl's leg and pulled, lifting the rottweiler onto one leg and then swinging his broad arm to the exposed ankle, sweeping Karl off his feet. The results were instantaneous. The couple began to fall over, and Adam fell, his legs hitting the floor first on the ground after Karl's body no longer pushed him up against the door, his head getting jostled as the big rottweiler's back came crashing down on top of his back.

Adam's head spun as he tried to catch his breath, his cock pinned under both male's weight. He groaned, as his plan hadn't gone quite as expected, and Karl rolled off him and stumbled to his feet, dazed as well. Adam got onto all fours, but Karl was faster. The rottweiler pounced on top of the ram from the side, hooking an arm around the ram and tackled him to the ground, swinging his hips around as he put the ram in a humiliating headlock. The new position had the rottweiler behind Adam, his cock aching for release, and since it'd been denied a throat, his boyfriend's exposed and dripping tailhole would do.

Adam bellowed out loud as his body was checked to the ground, his ass up and slammed full of eight inches of rottweiler meat. Karl never stopped until his knot pressed firmly against Adam's ass. The ram lowered his ears, knowing there was no stopping the rottweiler at that point. Dogs only knew one speed.

He let out a stifled bleat as a flurry of thrusts pounded his backside, feeling his lover claim his ass. His insides burned with a fiery passion as his prostate was battered repeatedly. The wet slapping of the rottweiler's balls against his cheeks only made him groan more, knowing just how much cum he'd feel fill his guts in a matter of seconds.

"Pl-please...cum..." Adam managed to gasp out, wanting his humiliating defeat to end as his hole was stretched over and over again by the rapidly pounding rottweiler. Their bodies were stained with sweat, and the smell of sex filled the room. Feeling his member throb beneath him with every thrust into his ass, Adam clenched his fists and his teeth as he felt his rock hard member slap against his abs as he was claimed by the rottie.

"What's that, bitch?" Karl taunted and kept pounding, determined to get his knot into the over-confident ram and really claim his prize. "I didn't hear you over the sounds of my dick pounding your ass."

"Please, claim your trophy!" Adam pleaded. "Just cum in me already..." He bit his lip, knowing that his cheeks were burning as he blushed completely red.

"Soon..." Karl gripped Adam's ass cheeks and spread them with his paws, watching his cock slide in and out, the knot trying to wedge its way inside the still fairly tight ram. He panted heavily, drool dripping from his jowls and onto the pistoning member, loving how the ram's insides quivered and squeezed his dick. He didn't want his victory to end so soon, but with how well he'd been blown, and the increased pressure around his member, he'd have to hurt Adam just a little more.

"Fucking take it all!" He growled and slammed Adam's head against the floor, pinning the ram's bulk as his knot pushed against the stretching sphincter. With a loud pop, Adam was tied.

A strained bellow erupted from Adam's throat as he felt his ass get spread wide open and the fat bulbous flesh locked him to his lover, and Karl continued to pump and tug on his ass, knowing it wouldn't come out. This was the ultimate humiliation, and Karl had earned it. Karl gave a triumphant howl that overtook Adam's bellow, and Adam felt the dog's warm seed start filling his insides.

Adam clenched instinctively, moaning as he milked that knot for all his worth, feeling it massage his prostate as his own orgasm peaked. The simultaneous climax was a moment to relish as his body jerked and spasmed, feeling butterflies in his puppy batter-filled loins as his cock throbbed. He watched his own cum splatter against the floor he was pressed up against, his member spasming as it pumped out everything that he had.

Karl grinded against his body, making Adam's member throb and spurt a bit more as the rottie hit his prostate over and over again. Adam was reduced to nothing but a mewling lamb as the rottie continued to pump his seed into him until finally the canine collapsed on his back, a sweating and panting mess. Adam could still feel the rottie oozing within him, even though the orgasm was over. The heat inside of him felt so warm, and he could feel how truly full he was. That was the second best part of having a nub-tailed boyfriend. The first part being the knot wedged inside his quivering hole.

"S-shit," Adam panted as he felt sweat drip down his back and onto the floor. "You just fucking wrecked me." Giving a chuckle, Adam wiggled his rump to feel the knot still lodged firmly in place. The ram could feel his adrenaline beginning to die down and his muscles start to ache. The scent of musk and sweat was still there, but there was a sense of calm falling over the two as they basked in their afterglow. "How long does it take for the knot to deflate again?"

Through his panting, the rottie nibbled on Adam's flicking ears affectionately. "Normally, fifteen-ish minutes... half an hour if you don't stop squirming. I haven't actually gotten the chance to time it."

Giving a moan, Adam shook his head. "By that time, you will be ready for round two. You might as well just stay inside me."

"That can be arranged," Karl said with a devilish grin. "You know how long I can go when you are on top. I'm just paying you back."

"Fair enough, I guess," Adam said with a shrug, feeling the rottie's body move upward a bit. "Forgot how much I loved getting knotted."

Chuckling, Karl said, "You are just one big bitch."

Adam looked over his shoulder at the rottweiler, feeling his warm, hot breath close to the same shoulder. He could feel the rottie playing with one of the straps on his jock, pulling it back and letting it go to let it snap against the ram's taut rump. "Yeah, so?"

Giving a smile, Karl leaned in and kissed Adam on the lips. "How about my bitch goes in the kitchen, after I'm done with his ass, and he makes me a sandwich?"

Adam scoffed and shoved Karl's face away from him. "Bitch, you can make your own damn sandwich."

Hearing a broom being hit against the floor from the apartment below them, there was the sound of a lady yelling with a thick, Spanish accent. "What the fuck do we live with, rabbits?! Keep it down!...Christ! Neighbors need Jesus, or something!"

The two were pretty much like deer in headlights and kept to themselves about it. Adam's blush got redder while Karl seemed to enjoy the attention and simply grinded his hips against Adam's rump, which made the ram give a small moan.

"You are insatiable, you know that?" Adam chuckled before he shook his rump a bit. "You have been a very naughty puppy today."

"Yeah, I know." Karl smiled and kissed his boyfriend again. "And I love you."

"I love you too."

~FIN~