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Luke was relaxed. He was prone on his beach towel, his pale skin contrasting the towel’s dark cotton as he absorbed the sun’s rays. After a particularly difficult semester, he took the sun and sea’s invitation to de-stress. Luke and a group of his friends had decided to kick off their weekend at a fairly secluded portion of the beach; throwing off their clothes for a day of swimming and sunbathing.
As the hours rolled by, their numbers dwindled as they began to splinter off, heading into the city or returning home. Luke had declined his friend’s invitations to leave; he was perfectly content to continue warming his skin and enjoy some peace and quiet.
At 5’4”, Luke was pretty short for a seventeen year-old. His pale body was trim but lacked muscle definition. He was soft, slight and even curvy in some places. He’d attempted to “bulk up” in the past but only seemed to succeed in toning up and making his already high and tight ass even larger and beautifully rounded. It’d become a running joke amongst his friends that he had “a girl’s ass”. He didn’t know why, but he liked that for some reason.
He was a confident boy, mostly. However, over the past two years he’d been struggling with the realisation and subsequent embarrassment of his unfortunately small genitals. While his ass was big, his prick was the total opposite. At a length of two inches, it hadn’t grown at all since he was little boy.
Luke had to come to terms with the fact that, at the age of 17, he had nothing but a drain between his legs. Apart from the occasional barb from a classmate in the changing rooms, no one knew he was packing so little and ultimately, useless. Despite his sensitivity and insecurities around it, he did well not to let it affect him too much and for the most part, was a pretty happy seventeen year old.
Luke had the beach all to himself, or so he thought. The sound of panting woke him from his brief nap in the sun and he raised his head to find the source. An enormous mastiff stood over him, its tongue hanging out of its mouth. Its eyes were fixed upon Luke’s as it panted heavily, its expression unreadable. It was 150 pounds of canine muscle stitched tightly into dark fur. Wet and matted; its black coat was a mesh of waterlogged daggers, clearly from a recent dip into the sea.
“Hey there, big guy” Luke smiled at the behemoth. The dog wagged it’s tail rapidly and lowered its head to lick at Luke’s face.
“Awww, c’mon! Dude!” Luke giggled, attempting, and failing, to push away the dog’s affections. The sound of footsteps approached as they disturbed the sand behind Luke. A tall man walked towards him and his new-found friend.
Luke thought he looked like the human equivalent of the Mastiff, a tall frame of muscle that was hugged nicely by a pair of board shorts and a tank top. He looked to be in his late thirties perhaps?
“Sorry about that.” He said. “He bothering you?”
“Oh no, it’s cool. He’s fine.” Luke gave a friendly smile from his beach towel.
“Takes after his owner, I guess. Can’t help himself around a pretty girl.” He winked. “I’m Dean and this here is BigBoy”
“Luke. Nice to meet you” He said. “I’m a boy though, actually.” Cringing at how feminine he must’ve looked. He couldn’t help but feel butterflies or... something. It made him feel strange and he couldn’t quite describe it.
“For real?” He said, eyebrows lifting. “Damn, I coulda swore… Anyone ever tell you that you’ve got a girl’s ass?”
“Yeah, more than you’d think” Luke smiled, but still squirmed at the comment.
A grin creeped across Dean’s face as he pointed wordlessly at the empty folding chair beside Luke. The boy nodded, waving at the vacant lounge in invitation. The handsome stranger sat, leaning forward, resting his elbows on spread knees and letting an impressive bulge hang over the edge of the seat.
Luke was surprised at himself, letting this total random sit with him. He was just being friendly is all, definitely didn’t think the man was nice to look at or anything. Luke’s subconscious was reeling with curiosity, trying and failing to push some strange new arousal from his mind.
The teen found himself arching his back and swaying his hips as he lay on his towel. He wasn’t sure why but something made him feel small and sexy under the man’s heavy gaze. Dean was also making no attempt to hide his admiration of the boy's impressive ass.
Their conversation was light; sexual tension simmering between them in the warm afternoon breeze. BigBoy had managed to snuggle close to Luke's semi-naked flank as they spoke.
"His name is a little on the nose, don't you think?" Luke said cheekily as he pat the Mastiff's head.
“Suits him though, don't it? He's a big motherfucker... in a couple different ways"
Luke didn't really know what he meant by that but looked to the dog at his side, the furry body was comparatively much longer as it stretched out beside him. A “BigBoy” indeed.
Luke glanced up from his towel towards Dean, eyes lingering on the unmistakable bulge perched on the seat’s edge; the fine details of the older man's cock appeared almost embossed into the short's fabric.
Dean pretended not to notice the effeminate little twink gawking at his junk as he continued their chat. He flexed his cock; making his bulge rise and fall and the thick vein along his shaft pulse enticingly. The boy averted his gaze, feeling a stab of shame, jealousy and lust build in his chest.
“So kiddo, ya got a boyfriend?” Dean said, his face becoming more serious.
"Oh no, I'm uh... I'm not gay"
"Ah well, that's too bad” He said, clicking his tongue.
Luke tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, flattered at what he perceived to be flirting.
"Oh yeah? Why's that?" Luke smirked.
Dean whistled. Commanding his pet with a practised tone. Big Boy stirred; the canine rose from Luke’s side and shook his fur, his nose snuffling at the boy’s skin.
"Would make what’s about to happen a whole lot easier” Dean said calmly. He lifted himself out the beach chair as BigBoy started to circle round the young boy.
“W-what?”
“Think BigBoy here has got a crush on you, kid. Sat on your towel presenting your ass; he knows a bitch in heat when he sees one” Dean says, accusatory.
“Huh? Stop being gross, dude” Luke frowned at the man, confusion and anxiety starting to build.
The huge mastiff growled into his ear. Thick slobber falling from the dog’s maw, landing and dripping down Tommy’s cheek, he daren't move.
“Are you sure you ain’t a girl?” Dean chuckled. “BigBoy tends to get aggressive around pussy.”
Luke decided he’d had enough of this freak’s company and tried to stand, to make a break for it and get away from this lunatic and his psycho dog. The enormous mutt had other ideas though, it’s heavy front paws shoving into Luke’s back, keeping him pinned to the towel.
The boy’s voice wavered, fear breaching his surface.
“P-please... Get him away from me! What is h-"
He stopped. His eyes widened as he looked over his shoulder and drank in the sight between the Mastiff’s legs. The boy was frozen, gawking at the alien-looking dog cock hovering over him. It was unlike anything he’d ever seen. It throbbed, swollen and angry, ready to fuck. The obscene crimson bat drooled from it’s tapered tip, dripping the dog’s cock slime onto the boy’s towel.
The Mastiff growled, low and bassy before lunging at the boys ass, sharp teeth tearing away the boy’s speedo in single swift movement; the fabric ripping loudly. The tip of BigBoy’s dick continued to leak, dribbling pre in clear strands onto Luke’s thigh. The boy gasped at the disgusting sensation of BigBoy’s pre slithering down his cheeks.
“Please help me!” panicked Luke as tears welled in his eyes.
“Listen up, kid” Dean spoke sternly. “You want BigBoy off you so bad, you gotta give him what he wants. So let him have that pussy boy. He needs it.”
Luke felt the massive dog cock begin to slide between his ass cheeks. The bestial prick was scorching hot, radiating waves of heat as it slid up the skin of his hole. He closed his eyes tight and bit his lip as he waited for the inevitable.
BigBoy jabbed his fat tool at the new bitch’s hole, growling at her pussy to give in to him. Luke inhaled sharply as his hole was finally breached, moaning loudly as the beast forced its way inside with a brutal stab. Luke squealed and clenched his fists into the beach towel as his ass tried to accommodate the huge invader. He arched his back and pushed hard, trying in vain to squeeze the slimy dog dick out of his cunt.
Unfortunately, it had the opposite effect, sinking BigBoy’s prick even deeper into him, punishing his insides. Luke screamed as the dog fully hilted it’s cock inside his pussy.
“There you go baby, let BigBoy ream your pussy. It’s not so bad, right?” Dean laughed sadistically.
Luke whimpered and as BigBoy’s thrusts settled into a brutal rhythm as he raped the boy’s hole. The boy wanted to scream, but no sound came from his throat. Instead, he just lay there, helplessly, wordlessly, as the dog ravaged his hole. BigBoy’s tongue lolled out of his maw, dripping saliva down onto the boy’s back.
The sound of the ocean fell away from Luke’s ears, only the wet sounds of his virginity being taken against his will; his pussy squelching rhythmically around the veiny dog dick that fucked him loose.
Dean pulled out his smartphone, holding it a few feet from Luke’s tear stained face.
“Smile, bitch.” Commanded Dean as the sound of his phone’s camera lens snapped open and closed.
The pain was beginning to subside for Luke as his cunt finally accepted Big Boy’s hog. He would’ve denied it, but he was starting to feel good. However, something large and blunt at the base of the Mastiff’s cock was starting to worry him. It was threatening to stretch him even further.
Big Boy’s thrusts became rough with intention, angrily grinding the chunky knot at the base of his dick against his bitch’s pussylips.
“Aren’t you a lucky faggot, eh? My boy here only ties with pussy he thinks is worth a damn. Natural dog cunt aren’t you baby? Say thank you to Big Boy now, don’t be ungrateful” Dean instructed.
“Th-thank... y-y-ou... B-bigboy” Luke said, sputtering as if the dog dick in his ass was literally fucking the words out of him.
Luke’s eyes rolled into his head as his pussy hugged BigBoy’s length, feeling the fat veins that splintered up the length of the dog’s dick throbbing up the walls of his hole. The horrible knot was bloating bigger by the second and BigBoy was now using his weight to grind and push the thing inside Luke.
“Little pussyboy like you is gonna learn to love being a breeding bitch. Just you wait baby, you’re gonna be addicted to having mutts knocking you up” Dean laughed.
The Mastiff snarled impatiently and with a vicious thrust, slammed into Luke with everything it had. The awful girth of the canine’s knot forced the boy’s pussy lips to stretch obscenely, before the chunky fist-sized knot popped audibly into the boy’s battered hole.Fresh tears rolled down the boy’s face as the savage dog knot rendered him slack-jawed and silent.
BigBoy sawed the veiny bulb into his bitch. Mashing the knot into her puffy hole until that awful stretch. POP!
Pussylips clamp, unwilling to give the knot back. Until canine yanks himself out. Roughly tugging back his prick. POP!
Over and over.
“That’s the look. Can see it on your face clear as day. Fat ol’ dog dick breeding that needy boypussy ain’t it fag.” nodded Dean. “Taking that knot like a good girl, eh?”
The man’s phone camera continued to hover over the boy and the dog’s combined frame, forever documenting their depraved fuck.
Still rutting into Luke’s hole, BigBoy let out a heavy huff, a contented exhalation leaving his snout as the powerful mastiff impregnated his bitch. A small moan broke Luke’s silent stupor as he felt the hung canine spurting into his guts. His now ruined hole ached terribly, throbbing painfully in tandem with the fat, veined knot that pumped him full of boiling hot seed.
The boy’s once flat stomach started to round and distend, sloshing noisily as it began to flood with rancid dog cum. The tired boy groaned, mewling as his guts cramped and gurgled from the insane volume of fluid.
Dean whistled. “Damn, look at you. Natural fucking dogslut ain’t ya? Born to be bred.”
Luke finally looked up to meet the man’s gaze. His eyes were fighting back another bout of tears, his eyelids twitching as the massive crimson cylinder continued to spurt and tug at his insides.
“Here’s the deal, kid.” Dean squatted, now face to face with Luke. “I was gonna let BigBoy get his nut and then bounce but you’ve got real talent... and it’d be damn shame for that to go to waste.”
BigBoy began to turn. The mastiff raised its hind leg over Luke’s rear, it’s huge prick still firmly lodged inside Luke’s pussy; keeping him clogged and brimming with the dog’s puppies.
Dean held the boy’s chin in a firm grip.
“You’re gonna be a good girl and do as Daddy says from now on. You hear me?”
Dean raised his phone to Luke’s face. Luke gasped and choked back a sob as he watched BigBoy tearing up his hole from Dean’s POV.
“Shit... just the thought of posting this to your socials gets me hard, kid. See what I’m getting at?” Dean smiled, his tone betraying how routine blackmailing fags like him has become.
Luke wanted to throw up. He had zero doubts that this man would post the video and that he would 100% get off on doing it. The thought of his friends or his family seeing him like this, deepdicked against his will by a smelly mutt on a public beach flushed him with shame... and something else that Luke wasn’t quite ready to admit. He nodded in response.
“Good” grinned Dean. He stood, pocketed his phone and blew a short whistle through this teeth, rousing BigBoy from his post-nut daze.
“BigBoy has to go home now, bitch. He can’t spend ALL day up your cunny, can he?” Dean teased.
BigBoy huffed once again, but began to move in obedience. Luke’s pussy was still clamped around the engorged canine cock like a vice, raw and sensitive. Both Dean and his dog seemed unfazed at Luke’s cries as they tried to separate. BigBoy, annoyed, savagely tugged away from Luke’s hole, needing a half-dozen attempts before managing to rip the colossal knot free the boy’s wrecked cuntlips.
The fat column of crimson cock pulled free, spilling litres of smelly dog cum from the dogbitch’s guts that slopped obscenely onto the towel and sand below. Luke’s hole was trashed, his body trembling as he involuntarily farted out chunky Mastiff cum. The battered pussy gurgled and squelched lewdly, slopping canine filth down his perineum.
“Come on, boy, let’s get you cleaned up” said Dean to a satisfied looking Big Boy. Dean crouched in front of the boy once more, lifting Luke’s chin.
“You’re not done yet, bitch. Show your new boyfriend how grateful you are.” He spat, his head nodding to the large canine. Luke was obviously wearing his confusion at his new master’s request.
Dean rolled his eyes. “Clean him up.”
The boy froze. He couldn’t. Not that.
“Suck my dog’s dick clean.” Dean ordered, clapping the boy’s face with his palm. “Suck off all that fucking muck, you little dogcunt. You either clean his dick or clean his hole. I won’t ask again.”
Fresh tears burst from eyes as he crawled underneath the dog who’d taken his virginity only minutes prior. He reluctantly opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, summoning the courage to do as he was told.
Luke’s tongue finally made contact with canine’s shaft, it was every bit as monstrous this close up. A mottled white and scarlet club of pushing splintered veins. It radiated an incredible heat which seemed to make the smell even worse.
Stifling his urge to gag, the boy slipped his tongue along the dog’s shaft as instructed. He suckled the and washed the nasty prick as best as he could, sucking down what remained of the slimy dog jizz the Mastiff had just rage fucked into his cunt. He wrapped his lips around the fat tip, nursing on it, eager to show Dean his compliance. He heard the man chuckle.
“Filthy fuckin’ dogcunt.” Dean said, spitting on the boy’s face. “Hit the jackpot findin’ you though”
Luke’s face burned and his insides reeled as he tried not to think about what he was doing. Mercifully, BigBoy padded forward and his cock followed, slipping wetly from Luke’s lips with a slick pop.
“That’s a good girl.” Dean scoffed. The man tossed Luke’s phone in front of him. A new contact on the display. “I’ll be in touch.”
With the promise of more nightmares to come, the large duo of Dean and BigBoy turned away from Luke and walked further inland, leaving the used and bruised teenager stinking of dog dick and shame.
Luke watched them leave before collapsing on the towel, his spent muscles shaking and his fucked out hole still oozing BigBoy’s seed. His mind raced. This man wasn’t done with him. Dozens of questions and nightmare scenarios filled his head as the broken-in teen tried to recuperate.
As Luke sniffled and collected his ripped swimwear from the sand he found an unconscious part of him trying to keep a certain question from rising to his surface.
Why was his little cock so damn hard?
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By SorbetRutt