Hushpuppy’s balls convulsed, sending sperm to mix with the hot seminal fluid down his urethra, past the knot lodged deep in the whimpering Saluki’s colon. Praline’s sphincter clenched hard around his connective shaft causing Hushpuppy to reflexively grind his sheath piercing against the bruised hole.  Head pressed against the ground, Praline’s delicate flowing ears were now a sopping mess of saliva and cum.  Tongue lolled out and panting, his iris was just barely visible rolled back into his head. Digging his claws into the insides of the lithe white thighs Hushpuppy forced his knot deeper.  

        “You don’t get to pass out.” Hushpuppy’s voice rumbled from deep in his chest.  He was sure Praline could feel the words pressed up against his back.  

        Praline squirmed and his iris snapped back staring back at Hushpuppy with a confused mixture of emotions.  A sound started in his throat but Hushpuppy cut him off pulling his knot in a slow steady motion against the straining rectal muscles.  Words of protest spilled out in a groaning whimper.  Pleasure coursed from the base of his knot up through his anus and along his back tickling Hushpuppy’s ears.  Again his balls began to convulse in earnest as he kept a steady pressure on the back of his knot.  Praline’s back legs began to shake and it was only then that Hushpuppy relaxed letting the knot rest against the Saluki’s prostate once again. 

        Hushpuppy leaned down catching sight of Pralines own thick member spilling his seed into an ever growing puddle between their paws.  Picking up one of the Saluki’s ears delicately in his gold plated steel jaws he sucked at it sticking his tongue deep into his ear canal.  Praline moaned and growled but did not move.

        “Say it.”

        Praline’s iris shifted as his emotions cascaded inside his head.  He growled slightly sending a soft shiver through Hushpuppy’s cock.  Sixty minutes ago Hushpuppy had witnessed a similar look  those brilliant teal eyes making his heart jump.  

        They had been face to face, tension built out of a round robin heated session with their goddess. He had no reason to hate this dog, no cause to show him animosity.  Cocky words rang in Hushpuppy’s ears. 


        “If you’d like a taste, get down and open your mouth.”  Praline stood with a fluid motion and swished his tail about as he sidled up to Hushpuppy.  Even though they were roughly the same shoulder height he outweighed Praline by a significant percentage. Praline snorted and rubbed his shoulder against Hushpuppy’s.  “Staring is something only a bitch would do when she wanted it.”

        “Where do you get off?” Hushpuppy frowned more confused than angry.  Why did the prissy pup insist on poking at him.

        “Usually pressed up against her cervix, firmly knotted… but… I could make an exception for that flapping great hole of yours.” Praline bared his teeth in a mocking smile.


        Going on sixty minutes of rough anal coitus Hushpuppy was sure the slender dog would tell him what he wanted to hear.  They had both needed to get on the same page.  They had both needed an attitude adjustment.  However he did not want to just hear the words, he wanted Praline to believe them.  Concession on this issue was paramount.  Praline’s eye flashed one last time with anger before something gave behind it.  His gaze drifted down to his paw.

        “I am not the alpha.”  Praline sighed.

        “I am not the alpha. Who is the alpha?” Hushpuppy stated firmly.

        “Jambalaya is our alpha.” Praline looked up at Hushpuppy, his words confident and clear. 

        “Jambalaya is our alpha.” Hushpuppy growled happily and pushed his knot hard into Praline’s prostate. 

        Praline struggled, whined, and coughed, before every muscle in his body tensed up.  A moan started from his balls and moved through his body raising the hairs on even Hushpuppy’s scruff.  What had been a constant soft “ssThip-ssThip-ssThip” of cum spurting from the long cock onto the floor suddenly changed to a gushing splatter.  Hushpuppy groaned as Praline's tense muscles grabbed at him, coaxing the last of his seed from his tired testicles. 

        “Jambie is my alpha.” Praline whispered again.

        “Good boy.” Hushpuppy licked the side of Praline’s face.

        “Can you let me down, I can’t stand up anymore.”  Praline whispered.


        Hushpuppy lay with one paw over Praline’s shoulder licking the saliva and cum from his ears. As much as he had not wanted it to happen this way he was glad it had.  Once the pretense had dropped he had become quite likeable.  This close his scent was cloying and despite himself Hushpuppy could not help but bury his nose in his neck and breath deeply.  Praline snuggled back into him shifting his hips.  Hushpuppy could feel his deflating knot working its way out of the Saluki’s tail hole.  Praline snorted and sneezed feeling the same, then began to slowly get to his feet.  With a wet plop he was free.  Cum oozed in long ropey tendrils from the bruised and distended tail hole. Hushpuppy stood on stiff legs, it felt as though he had been chasing boar through the bush all day.  Before Praline could turn around Hushpuppy’s tongue had caught the spill.  

        Praline’s ears dropped and his head dipped below his shoulders with an ashamed look on his face. “You don’t h…”

        Hushpuppy’s tongue slipped in and out of the Saluki’s tight tail hole making the words catch his throat.  Between licks he rumbled,  “My mess.”  

        After a few moments Hushpuppy sat licking his jowls appraising Praline’s delicate body, who stood shyly that prissy aloof arrogance lost.  Attitude would return, if only in part, it was his nature, but for this moment, Hushpuppy had the Saluki without the bravado and insecurities.  He caught Praline’s glittering teal eyes and stared for a moment a slow grin forming on his scarred face. 

        “Fuck me.” Hushpuppy growled.

        “Pardon?” There was a note of surprise that crossed Praline’s face before he stuttered an answer. 

        “Fuck me.” Hushpuppy growled standing and approaching the svelte sighthound. “This isn’t about me dominating you.  This isn’t about you dominating me.”  He brushed up against Praline. “This is about our alpha bitch whom we would both give our lives. This is about being on the same page. We need to work out a bit of aggression, we can’t fight, we can’t let the others know we had to work something out. This is between you and me.”

        Praline nodded slowly, that arrogant self assured light coming back into his eye. “I can get behind that.”

        “Get behind me.” Hushpuppy turned and tipped his tail to the side.  He could feel his sheath piercing rubbing against the tip of his cock as it began to swell. He looked back over his shoulder.  “Now… I want you to fuck me as hard as you can…”