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Gordie was feeling rather nervous. The short chubby granbull did a fair amount of worrying but this was something different. For once those feelings were warranted. A project had been given out that needed to be completed by the next week, requiring a pair to work on together. He would have been more than happy to choose his own partner but the professor had chosen them ahead of time. When hearing his partner for this 2 week project, Gordie felt a heavy sense of dread come over him.

When returning to his dorm, he was greeted by the other inhabitant, Dallas. He was a large brown furred arcanine, being one of the more popular jocks on campus. The other canine pokemon had been sitting on the couch, watching a TV show when he saw his friend coming in.

"Hey, Gord. You're looking...more stressed than usual," the arcanine noticed.

"There's a project I gotta do. But that's not the worst part..." Gordie lamented.

Dallas was already chuckling and shaking his head. He had a soft spot for his roommate but had to admit that he worried way too much. From what he could tell, a simple project didn't sound so bad to him. While lending an ear, he tried to take his friend seriously. Gordie usually felt better after getting it all out. He listened to the fairy-type explain the details of the project, but what he was interested in was this "worst" part that his friend still hadn't brought up yet.

"Sounds like the usual to me," Dallas replied. "So what's got you all wound up?"

"It's...Scourge," Gordie finally revealed, looking rather distressed.

Dallas blinked and couldn't help but laugh a bit. The bulldog pokemon was the kind to overreact but this one really took the cake. "That's what you're worried about? I know Scourge looks a little rough but he's a pretty cool guy."

"Maybe to you..." the granbull muttered to himself. He and Dallas' differing perspective meant they sometimes had to agree to disagree. While being an ordinary guy attending college, the fire-type was loved by pretty much everyone on campus and him being so big and strong looking kept any trouble from coming his way too.

While he could, Gordie sat down on the couch as well and tried to put it out of his mind. Everything was working against him. Not only was he paired with the tough looking houndoom but Scourge insisted they do the project in his dorm. Though they hadn't interacted much, he noticed that the fire/dark-type would give him this look when their eyes would meet. It was a look that made him uneasy, the feeling building the longer their eye contact was maintained. Though they were all adults out of high school, there were some that still held onto the juvenile desire to bully others. Gordie was able to avoid this thanks to being close to Dallas but before then he had noticed some giving him a look, as if he was some kind of prey for them. While that sensation had avoided him since then, something about Scourge brought that feeling back stronger than ever.

The next day came faster than he would have liked, being a Saturday. Giving Scourge's street punk look, he had hoped the houndoom would have other ways to spend the weekend. They had shared numbers and a text made it clear that the dual-type was waiting for him. Dallas was already gone, leaving him with no reassuring words before his own departure. It was a short trip but felt like forever to him. There was a bad feeling that came over him that he just couldn't shake.

When reaching the dorm belonging to the other canine pokemon, Gordie took a deep breath before knocking on the door. Almost immediately it opened, revealing the dark and fire type. Their eyes met and he shuddered from that feeling coming over him again.

"Took you long enough. Come on," the houndoom said in a rather dismissive tone, leading his project partner inside. Gordie followed him inside, stepping into the space belonging to the dual-type. The interior was about as he expected. It was decorated with posters for various bands, a messy stack of CDs next to the radio with tall speakers attached. Not only did the place share the same punk atmosphere, but it was rather messy as well, having clothes and wrappers tossed about here and there. Stepping around them, Gordie caught up with the waiting dorm owner.

"So... I guess we're gonna start on the project right?" he asked. Scourge didn't respond right away, sitting himself down on a couch that was not only torn but had dirty looking clothes strewn all over it. The scent of them reached the fairy-type's sensitive nose but he did his best to ignore it.

"Any idea of the subject?" Gordie continued.

"I'll let you decide," Scourge said, not even looking in the granbull's direction.

"Uh, okay..." He was still a bit nervous but had to admit that this wasn't going as badly as he expected. Though it was safe to assume the project would be completed by him with both of their names on it. For once that was okay with him. It would go a lot easier for them to just interact as little as possible.

"Hey, Gordie right?" Scourge asked, finally looking at him. The bulldog pokemon nodded and wondered if his expectations were off.

"Get me a beer from the fridge."

"I... What?" Gordie couldn't help but ask.

"The fridge. There's one last beer in there. Grab it and bring it to me," Scourge stated, his tone being sharper.

"F-fine..." the other male relented, not being in the mood to argue. To the houndoom's credit, his fridge was at least organized and the beer was easy to find. In about a minute he was returning with the cold beer. But Scourge wasn't on the couch anymore. Looking around the dorm itself, there was suddenly no sign of the fire/dark-type. Putting the beer down, he dared to search for the other pokemon, hoping that this wasn't some sort of trick or something.

There was a sudden thump that made him jump. He turned around and saw that Scourge was on the other side of the room. Though the granbull was certain the dorm was empty, he didn't question it.

"I got you the beer," he said, getting a small huff in response. Looking at the houndoom directly, he noticed that Scourge was now lacking his black shirt, having his bare chest and toned stomach in clear view. The dual-type groaned and stretched, his muscles flexing a bit. Gordie couldn't help but stare a bit, unable to keep himself from staring.

"See something you like?" Scourge asked them, their eyes meeting yet again.

"Oh I..."

"Can't lie to me," the other pokemon said in a dark and low tone, stepping towards the granbull. "And you can drop the fucking act to."

"Act? What act?"

"This whole scaredy shit. What? Are you scared of me?" the bigger male asked, smirking in a way that showed off his sharp fangs. "First you're all jumpy then you're staring at my chest... I'm starting to think you're just being a tease..."

"What are you talking about?" Gordie finally asked, trying to make sense of what was going on.

"I know what you and Dallas get up to. Walken told me," Scourge said, referring to another arcanine that was friends with Dallas. "From what he tells me, you're a pretty eager slut, giving the two of them all kinds of attention."

"I uh..." Gordie gulped, having backed away from the other male's approach. Doing this got him backed into a corner.

"So let me ask you again: Do you like what you see?" Scourge asked, the words being all but growled out.

"I... I guess..." Gordie dared to admit. It had been for a moment, admiring the physique of the other male.

"The two of them are pretty big. Pretty big down there two I bet. How many times have you taken them? Letting them stuff your ass and throat? I bet you just beg for it too. Do you enjoy it? Being their bitch day in and day out?" Scourge taunted. Gordie didn't respond, just wondering how the black and orange furred pokemon knew these things. Though he was asking questions, Scourge's tone was certain as if he knew the answers to every question he asked.

"You must be the campus slut or something..."

"No I'm not!" Gordie barked.

"So it's just been the two of them, right?"

Without even thinking about it, the purple canine agreed to this, wanting to dispel any of these claims before they became some kind of wild rumor.

"Well that's about to change today, arcanine-slut," Scourge smirked, a devious look now being on his face. "On your knees and open your mouth!"

"S-Scourge! I'm...not doing that!" Gordie protested.

"Come on. It's nothing you haven't done before. And it'll be a hell of a lot more fun than some stupid ass project..."

Gordie still resisted and this got the houndoom to snarl, snatching the smaller male up by his shirt. "Fuck this! You're gonna be my little fucktoy until I say so..!"

"And don't even think about trying to run away. Your chubby ass won't get out of here fast enough," Scourge further threatened.

"Alright, fine..." Gordie finally relented, figuring it was best to just get this over with so he could get out of here.

"Good boy..." Scourge said, the anger having faded from his tone. Having let go of and pulled his hand back, there was something in his grip that caught the granbull's attention. Looking at the houndoom's hand, he saw that there was a glowing rope attached. Looking closer he could see that it was made of flames and it being tugged got Gordie to lurch forwards as well, being pulled out of the corner.

"Come on, Bitch!" Scourge directed, having a new nickname for the fairy-type in his clutch.

Keeping the other male on a leash made of fire, Scourge tugged Gordie back to the couch. He sat himself down on it, getting comfortable while the other male had to just stand idly by waiting for a command.

"Damn... You know my feet have been killing me lately. Mind giving them a massage?" Scourge asked, a smug grin being plastered on his face. Gordie was hesitant to do so, eyeing the dirty looking footpaws that had been treading around the dorm. While standing there, he suddenly felt his neck not only feeling a bit tight but warmer as well. The feeling was becoming more pronounced, it suddenly being a bit difficult to breathe and the warm feeling having evolved to a near burning sensation. He saw Scourge chuckling, waggling the end of the fire-made leash. Realizing that this was the fire-type's doing, Gordie was quick to get down on his knees before the feeling got any worse.

Almost instantly the feelings subsided, allowing him to take an unrestrained breath. Now knowing the risk of disobeying the bigger canine, the fairy-type swallowed his pride and took hold of one of the grubby footpaws, feeling the sweat that clung to the pads. His nose was picking up the strong scent that clung to them as well, the stale cornchip-like stench of a paw that hadn't been scrubbed in some time.

Now his hands were rubbing up and down one of them, feeling the dampness catching on his own fingers. The paw flexed under his touch and a small sigh came from Scourge, clearly enjoying himself.

"Not bad, but I'm looking for something a bit softer and warmer..." Scourge eluded, tugging the leash. Gordie was tugged forwards again, losing his balance. This planted his muzzle directly in between both sweaty and musky feet, the sweat of them being rubbed into his facial fur. Shivering from the potent aroma, he tried to pull back to the leash's tautness only allowed so much, keeping him very close to the waiting paws.

While Scourge had been right in things like this not being new to him, the purple bulldog was always given a say. For as big and strong as they were, Dallas and Walken treated him with kindness and respect. He hadn't agreed to being pushed around or berated by the houndoom and could do nothing to get out of it. Scourge literally had him by the neck and the only option available was to agree to the other male's wishes...

With that, he just harkened back to the many foot lickings he gave to Dallas. That made it a little better, enough for him to extend it and press it to the strong smelling and tasting surface. It made him shudder but he made himself drag it up and down, cleaning up the grime and sweat with slow dragging motions. Scourge was back to making small noises of comfort, leaning back on the couch and even picking up a remote. Gordie expected the fire/dark-type to turn on some music or something but the remote was connected to the radio. It turned on and immediately started playing loud music that made him jump from the deep boom of the large speakers.

"Keep licking..."

Complying with the order, Gordie did his best to ignore all of that and continued cleaning the foot with his tongue, having licked up most of the dirt. Despite that, the strong bitter taste still persisted as if the sweat was permanently embedded in the fur and pads. When he was certain the first was all clean, he moved on to the other footpaw, getting a full burst of the strong taste all over again, having it assault his taste buds. Pushing through, he kept it up until the grime was no longer visibly staining the paw. That couldn't be said for the smell and flavor of sweat that remained no matter what...

Scourge was already enjoying himself. He had been telling the truth about his feet aching and Gordie's long and broad tongue was just what he needed, not only running smoothly across his tender pads but also leaving behind the warmth of his saliva. It had been a while since he washed them, knowing full well it would take more than some tonguing to get them fully clean again. But the aim was just for some relief and comfort, feeling the pleasant sensation radiating through the rest of him, namely his sheath. It was stirring and swelling from his black tip poking out.

"Alright, that's enough. It's time to get to the good stuff..." Scourge directed, easing his own feet off and planting to the floor while still wet. "Get my pants off."

Gordie groaned but came in close, his paws trailing up Scourge's legs until they reached the top of his baggy pants. Having no buttons or belts attached, it was thankfully easy for him to get them off, simply pulling them off and further down until they reached the ankles. But doing that revealed the other male's sheath and the cock that stuck halfway out, the exposed amount twitching and already leaking.

Not only did Scourge reveal himself to be going commando but the rich funk of his crotch musk filled the air, being detected by their receptive noses. While Scourge was used to his own strong scent he saw the way Gordie reacted. The granbull was used to taking in the strong musk of the jock arcanine but this was something different. There were some hints of familiarity, likely from it coming from another fire-type canine but as a whole, the thick smell of an unwashed cock practically slapped him in the face.

Without saying anything, another harsh pull on the leash brought Gordie in close. He yelped and Scourge used that, pushing the fairy-type's mouth directly down onto his cock. The first thing he noticed was the even stronger taste of sweat and the swampy odor that came from the damp and matted crotch fur. He could feel the cock itself twitching over his tongue, starting to extend ever further out from the sheath, reaching deeper into his mouth. A hand on the back of his hand kept him in place, the houndoom showing that he was stronger than he looked.

Small huffs came from Scourge, feeling cock extending just from making contact with that hot tongue again. He shivered deeply and felt the rest of it coming out, thrusting the tip into the throat. A gag came from the unexpecting male, straining from the surprisingly thick tip that plunged its way in. It was quick, the fully erect canine cock being tugged out of his mouth. Gordie was able to see the large amount of black fleshed cock, looking almost out of place on the athletic at best looking houndoom and ending it was a large and even thicker looking knot, having fat veins stretched across that throbbed hard along with the length itself.

"Get to it," Scourge directed, easing his hand off but keeping the other gripping the leash. Gordie was slow to approach, noticing that the cock itself looked just about as big as Dallas or Walken's. It would have just looked less offputting attached to the large and bulky arcanines... Another thing that made him give pause was the strong smell that radiated from the rigid flesh. So far he had dealt with strong musk but the thing coming from the knotted cock was on another level, being a hard stink of many factors. The hints of old precum, cum and piss that were all left on the shaft, retreating into the tight sheath were it would stew in its own filth more and more until the next cleaning. And seeing that the houndoom clearly hadn't taken a bath recently, it was up to him to ease the almighty stench wafting from the awaiting dick.

He pretty much forced himself to wrap his lips around the fat pointed tip, pushing his hand down to take more of it into his muzzle. At least his experience with the other fire-types had made him used and properly equipped to handle something like this.

Though the shaft had already been in his mouth, this was his first time really getting a true taste of it. Not only just more sweat but the deeply bitter taste of fermented substances all but overwhelming his sense of taste. All the same he pushed himself to take it, having the hot and dripping dick run over his tongue before it began to dip into throat. This time it was Goride who made the reluctant push down in his airway, feeling it stretching around the invading flesh.

"Mmph...Fuck!" Scourge bellowed, shuddering from the pleasure he suddenly felt. The hot mouth that took him in but the even tighter and warmer throat hugged the girth slowly. This is what he had been looking for. When Wlaken told him about how shockingly talented the timid granbull was, he was determined to see for himself and wasn't taking no for an answer. Being chosen as project partners seemed to be fate itself bringing the two of them together, something he had been quick to capitalize on. And now that Walken's words had been confirmed, he wasn't going to let this chance pass him by!

His hand was back on Gordie's head, roughly grabbing his scruff. The chubby dog pokemon whimpered a bit from the pain he felt, but it was short lived when his head was suddenly pushed down roughly, his lips sailing right down to the knot.

"Fuck yeah. So it's all true. From how easily you're taking my dick it must be true that a slut for those arcanines. Well, I want in on that. All the bitches here are stuck up. It's so much easier to get you on your knees!" Scourge taunted, moving his hand and Gordie's head up and down along with it.

The other canine couldn't answer, his head being tugged and pushed in unending succession, keeping his mouth working on the cock, his tongue being pressed to the grimy underside and his throat being frequently breached and made to expand around the maleness that pushed its way further down.

"That's right! Take it all!" Scourge grunted.

The only thing Gordie could do was try to adjust and not choke while was pumped back and forth through his windpipe at uneven pace. On top of that, it felt a sticky clinging residue on the walls of his throat, leaving a gross feeling there. The only thing he had to alleviate it were the spurts of precum that also came rushing down his throat, needing to be swallowed lest he choke on that as well, having more and more of it leaking freely from the tip.

"Damn, is it too much for you, Bitch? You can tell me..." Getting nothing in response, Scourge chuckled deviously and moved Gordie's with even more speed.

The houndoom was huffing deeper, keeping Gordie's head moving while he just let the pleasure take hold. It had been a while since he got someone to tend to his cock, most complaining about its dirty state. But the granbull didn't seem to mind, he heard no complaints from Gordie so far and it seemed the fairy-type was more than happy to provide the touch that he was needing so desperately.

Feeling the pleasure rise, he tugged the other male's head along faster while also starting to move his own hips, looking to keep his cock brushing the soft lining of Gordie's throat. He heard the continued gags and felt the granbull straining from the extra hard jabs and larger gushes of his stored precum being finally ejected all at once. His balls were working hard to get that out so another kind of fluid could be pumped out right after. Feeling it coming close, the horned canine growled and rocked his hips faster, keeping his knot slamming to the soft and wet lips.

"Yeah... Just a little bit more. Fuck... Better start swallowing..!" Scourge warned before he howled deeply, titling his head back and panting hard as he started to cum hard, having his tip logged into the hot and squeezing passage. While inside it shot out fad wads of pent up cum into Gordie's throat, leaving the tethered fairy-type with little choice but to drink it all down, feeling running thick and hot into his stomach. At the same time Gordie also felt the hard pulses against his tongue, joined by the loud noises of pleasure that rivaled the blaring music that filled the dorm. Scourge came quite the load, being just too much for Gordie to keep up with. It came up his throat and filled his mouth, giving the full salty and sticky feeling on his tongue. As some trickled out the corner of his muzzle, Scourge's climax had finally ended, the fire/dark-type being eager to tug his cock out, flinging some of the cum across his captive's face.

Gordie gulped it down and started to take in a deep breath of the musk polluted air, being glad to take in air fully at all. While he was recovering from the rough throat fucking, the dual-type had finally opened that beer, taking a swig of the still cold beverage. It had been better than he expected, his body still tingling from the strong climax. His cock was still hard and twitching for more attention but he gave himself a moment to catch his own breath, having just realized that it may have been his hardest ejaculation yet...

When ready again, he relayed this with another harsh tug of the fire leash. He rose up from the couch as well. Gordie was tugged along, falling to the ground. He groaned and was about to get up when Scourge's foot placed itself on the back of the purple pokemon's head.

"Ah, ah... Stay right where you are. And lift that ass of yours while you're at it," Scourge commanded. He was sure he heard the chubby canine gulp but his words were still turned into action, the granbull arching his back and raising his rump. The houndoom grinned and got down on the dirty floor, gripping and harshly tugging Gordie's pants off, making a loud ripping sound as they fell away. Peeling away the underwear finally exposed the chubby dog's plump purple ass, being a sight that made Scourge's already erect cock swell and throb hard.

"Perfect. Now, be a good bitch and hold still..." Being right behind, it didn't take much effort to line up his cock with the soft hole that was exposed from spreading the soft mounds. The still wet tip rubbed over the hole itself, smearing just a bit of its slick fluids over the soft entrance.

"Looks pretty tight, but let me just check to make sure!" Scourge smirked while making a forward push with his hips, pushing the tip of his cock inside the soft hole. Another small push was sinking in further past the rim, it being spread ever wider as the even thicker shaft was sliding in.

"Aaah..." Gordie was lying on the hard floor, feeling some pain from the shaft forcing its way in with no preparation and hardly any lube as well. The sheer size of it, left him with little choice but to endure those feelings.

"What's wrong? Too much for you to take?" Scourge taunted. He made a sudden thrust that forced a few inches inside, getting Gordie to yelp and squeeze down on it in response, as if trying to push the invading dick out. But Scourge was even quicker with an extra hard thrust that forced the rest of it in, having the knot firmly pressed to the spread hole. While Gordie was still groaning in discomfort, the penetrating male was already groaning from the warmth and tightness that surrounded his flesh.

"Ever better than I expected..." He began to slowly tug his cock back and out of the hole, having it still being gripped tight by Gordie's insides. Being just shy of his fully pulling out the houndoom made a sudden forward surge of his hips that plunged his hard canine cock back inside, having it push all the way down to the knot just like before.

Not only had the sudden thrust forced the walls to stretch and accommodate his cock but the precum that was oozing from his tip again made things wetter inside, something that would help him hump with more ease. Taking full advantage, he made a short pull back followed by another hard slam inside. He growled when his hips smacked into Gordie's ass, making a sharp sound between the two of them. As for the fairy-type, he was still struggling to adjust to the cock that now pounded his ass at a continuous rhythm. Though the thickness touched spots like his prostate, the granbull was finding it hard to enjoy himself.

Being unaware of this or just not caring, Scourge let out a deep moan while starting to fuck the other male harder, repeatedly having their bodies slap together. From more precum being oozed from his tip, the dual-type was now able to smoothly piston his cock in and out of the fairy-type's still tight yet sore feeling hole, having every inch grinding back and forth, being reminded of the knot every time it pressed firmly to his spread rim.

"What's wrong? You can take arcanine dick, but mine is too much for you?" Scourge berated. "I think you're just being ungrateful. You can't get some good deep dicking like this easily!" To make his point, he held onto Gordie tighter, rocking his hips hard and fast. He thrust in a certain way, giving endless strikes to the prostate. Gordie did moan from this but not from the pleasure felt. His body reacted and the chubbier dog grunted from the orgasm that was forced out of him, him shaking and shooting cum onto the floor.

"See? What did I tell you? It's not gonna get any better than this so you better get used to be my new dirty bitch!" Scourge didn't wait for a response, being eager to hump hard against the even tighter clenches that came from Gordie's orgasm. Feeling the enhanced pleasure from this, he began to buck his hips at uneven pace, just aiming to get all that he could while it lasted. His actions rocked Gordie's body, the other canine grunting from the hard jabs to depths. Feeling himself getting close again, Scourge focused strength in his hips and made the last hard push, slamming his knot to the rim but still pushing forwards, snarling as he felt the knot being steadily engulfed. At the same time, Gordie was crying out from the further stretching of his tailhole, still being done roughly and with not enough lube. He could feel tears welling when the knot finally popped inside, throbbing hard along with the rest of the black flesh.

"Take all my pups, bitch!" Scourge snarled, flooding the other dog pokemon's hole with his cum. Being still pent up, he proceeded to shoot heavy loads into the squeezing passage. Even while firmly knotted, the houndoom continued to rut into the soft and wet hole, shooting more fat ropes of his hot fire-type seed, pumping it all deep into what would be Gordie's womb if he were a female granbull. These strong knotted humps continued until Scourge milked himself dry, having the last string of his seed shoot from the tip.

"Holy shit..." the horned canine grunted before he made a sharp tug that got Gordie to yell out again, the fat knot being forced out. A wet pop and splat was heard, a thick gush of his cum rushing out as soon as the cock blocking the way was pulled free. "Not done with you yet..."

Though he was completely spent, having deposited his loads into both the granbull's mouth and ass, there was still a bit more the houndoom could do. He dragged the chubby dog into the bathroom and got him to sit onto the toilet while he stood over him. His wet cock was gripped and aimed, a small grunt being heard before it turned into a sigh of relief, joined with the sound of trickling.

The abused and weak-feeling Gordie didn't attempt to resist the thick line of hot piss that rushed over his body, soaking into his pelt before dripping down on the toilet. Scourge was groaning from the added bliss of pissing after sex, letting his stream passively leave his cock. The most he did was aim the tip so more of the fairy-type's body got marked in his dark yellow markings. The smell was certain to cling to his purple pelt, even after several showers. For the umpteenth time that day, Gordie was exposed to a strong reek that poured into his nose, overwhelming his senses almost instantly. For the last bit of piss, Scourge came in close and placed his tip right in between the bulldog pokemon's lips, grunting as he let the rest flow out and into Gordie's mouth, also marking him from the inside. Having submitted himself to the other canine, the hot bitter tasting stuff was drunk down as well, running down in his stomach just as the musky cum had earlier...

"There. Now everyone's gonna know who your new alpha is!" Scourge chuckled...

For the remaining two weeks of the project, Scourge insisted that Gordie stay with him so they could focus completely on the assignment. Naturally, the granbull was made to do all of the work but frequently Scourge would step in to take advantage of the soft and tight ass that was so close by. He kept Gordie close to him, using him any way he saw fit, having no worries about the near future of the other canine returning to his dorm. Even if they never saw each other again, he more than got what he wanted already....