Musky Mates

Reaching into the trunk, Bandit gave a small grunt as he grabbed two bags, one loaded with food and the other with everything else needed for a wonderful picnic, lifting them both over his head with a playful grin as he turned around to his family, 
“Don't mind me, strongman for the circus coming through~”
Bluey and Bingo giggled at their father as the man stepped past the two cubs, playfully flexing his muscles before handing the lighter of the two bags to his wife, giving the chuckling woman a quick peck on the cheek. The blue heeler loved spending the afternoon out in the wilderness with his family, unable to think of much that would be more relaxing than a few hours of romping through the forest followed by a serene meal surrounded by the idyllic wilds. A few seconds after Bandit had gotten the trunk unpacked, another car pulled alongside the Heeler family, an 11 year old boy jumping out almost as soon as it had come to a stop. The cub ran over to Bandit sporting a bright smile and a wagging tail, stopping just short of hugging his uncle as he stood at attention, his hands behind his back, 
“Mr. Heeler!”
Bandit chuckled and patted the boy on the head, 
“Hey, Rusty! How’ve you been, kiddo?”
The young pup gave a light giggle as his uncle pet him, his leg twitching as the man scratched behind his ear, making the little blue heeler lose his focus for a split second. Rusty’s mom hopped out from the car shortly behind her son, waving at the Heeler family, getting a familiar nod from Bandit as she grabbed her bag, joining the group gathered at the edge of the woods. As the adults chatted, Rusty stayed by Bandit's side the entire time, his tail wagging gently as he stood with his back straight and his ears perked up, his shirt tucked into his shorts. With the boy's father being in the army, Rusty often had long stretches of being alone with just his mom, including for the last few months with the man being out on deployment. The pup didn't mind it too much however, thanks to being able to hang out with his uncle and the Heeler family almost weekly, enjoying the time he got to spend with Bandit. As the canines all got ready to head into the forest for their afternoon picnic, Rusty stayed by Bandit's side, helping carry some of the gear as the two chatted away. 

After hiking along the trail for a handful of minutes, finding a nice clearing in the forest that seemed perfect to set up shop, Bandit huffed and set the bags down onto the grass, wiping his brow,
“I think this ought to be a nice spot to enjoy our sandwiches, right?”
With the rest of the blue heelers all nodding in agreement, the group began to unpack their things, settling in to relax and unwind after a busy week at work and at school. Having always been a bit more on the energetic side of things, Rusty wasn't really looking forward to just sitting on his rump, munching on some bread and biscuits, not when he had the entire forest to explore and play in. But since running around in the outdoors was always more fun when not alone, the puppy looked over at the other cubs, just about to ask his cousins if they wanted to play with him. Right at that moment however, Chilli called both Bluey and Bingo over to help her with getting their snacks ready, leaving Rusty looking disappointed, kicking rocks as he sighed. Sitting down to wait for his cousins to finish up helping their mother, the young dog idly fiddled with his tail, looking bored until he suddenly noticed a shadow looming over him. Glancing over his shoulder, the boy saw Bandit smiling down at him, 
“What's got you looking so blue, mate?”
Rusty nodded towards the man's kids, 
“I wanted to go play in the forest, but they're too busy helping their mum.”
Bandit hummed as he rubbed his cheek, 
“Well that's no good, kiddo. And I bet’cha that you wouldn't wanna race me to the edge of the clearing either, since you're too busy moping about, right?”
Immediately perking up at the challenge, the pup's bored frown turned into an excited smile as he jumped up to his feet, his tail wagging as he brushed the grass off of his shorts, 
“You're on!”
Grinning, Bandit lined up with the boy, stretching before getting ready for a sprint, 
“Alright, on your mark, get ready…”
Breaking into a jog, the man laughed and looked over his shoulder, 
“Go!”
With a groan, Rusty sprinted after the man, 
“Oi! False start, no fair!”
The older heeler just laughed, deliberately letting the cub catch up to him, 
“What's that? Can't hear you over all of my dust that you're eating~”
With a competitive grin, Rusty dashed straight past his uncle, the pair laughing as they sprinted into the woods, disappearing out of sight of the other canines left behind in the clearing. 

For nearly half an hour, Bandit and his nephew ran all around the woods, laughing as they chased one another. Going from racing, to tag, and finally to a quick game of hide and seek, the man was left rather winded and sweaty by the time he stopped, grabbing his knees and panting. Taking a deep breath, Bandit wafted his shirt for a little breeze while looking around, holding up a hand to signal for the giggling cub to stop, 
“Alright mate, slow down, you win this round.”
Rusty smiled brightly as he circled around to return to his uncle, equally as winded and sweaty as he stopped right alongside the man, the pair both huffing and puffing as Bandit patted him on the shoulder, 
“Let's take a little breather here, kiddo, we both earned it after all that running about.”
Out of eyesight of the rest of the group, unable to even see the clearing the others were gathered at, the two males shuffled into the shade of a large tree, sitting down side by side by the base of it. Flopping onto his ass with a soft grunt, Bandit continued fanning his face with his hand, glancing down at his shirt, giving an awkward chuckle as soon as he noticed the rather obvious pit stains, 
“Buggar, I probably should've brought a change of clothes with me, the missus isn't gonna be all too happy to see me all drenched in sweat like this at the picnic blanket.”
The man glanced over at Rusty, seeing that the boy's shirt was equally as drenched with sweat as his was, laughing as he ruffled the cub's hair, 
“An’ I imagine your mum's gonna be a bit unhappy about it as well.”
Leaning back against the tree, panting as he giggled, Rusty inched a tad closer to his uncle, scoothing up to the man until his side was pressed against Bandit’s. Since his own father was often away from home, Rusty had gotten very close to the man, almost thinking of Bandit like a second dad to him. He knew that he could be safe and relaxed around the heeler, able to talk or tell just about anything to his uncle. Even still, there were a few things that he kept hidden from everyone, even the man he spent so much time around, blushing lightly as he realised that his shorts were starting to tighten up. 

With the hot Australian sun beaming down over the forest, even sitting down in the shade wasn't doing much to stem the flow of sweat for Bandit, leaving the man huffing as he wiped a few drops from his snout, catching a whiff of the stink coming from his pits, 
“Whoof, good thing we're not inside, might cause the wallpaper to peel~”
Bandit wasn't the only one detecting the musk in the air, but Rusty didn't find the scent quite so distasteful as his uncle did, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed the air with a slight shudder. The more the boy huffed in the smell of the older dog's sweaty armpits, the harder the situation in his pants got to hide, with his erection steadily sliding out of his sheath, leaving him blushing as he squirmed. The beginning of Rusty’s puberty had given the boy some rather odd tastes, primarily a love for everything and anything musky, just like the man sitting within sniffing distance of him at that very moment. The cub didn't really understand much about the changes his body was going through, still having no idea what he was supposed to do with the erections he'd get every now and then, but he did know that huffing sweaty pits made him feel like he was in heaven. Squinting up at the bright skies above, looking for signs of even a tiny little cloud to give their picnic the slightest bit of shade, Bandit was just about to recommend that they both head back to the rest of the group when he looked down to see the pup sniffing the air. The man was about to jokingly apologise about the stink, when he noticed that Rusty didn't really seem to dislike it, actually seeming quite the opposite, the cub's eyes closed and his nose twitching as his head slowly turned towards the source of the intensifying aroma. Rusty would usually only get to sniff the stinks he enjoyed when in the school locker room, but he'd always found his odd love for sweaty pits too embarrassing to ever bring up around his friends, leaving him to sniff and huff in secret. With Bandit however, the boy felt a lot safer and more confident, not stopping himself as his nose guided him right to the source of the mouthwatering scent getting him rock hard, a small shudder travelling down his body as he pushed his snout right into the man's armpit. The puppy let out a tiny moan while inhaling the most intense stench of sweat he'd ever had the pleasure of enjoying, resting a hand on the man's belly as he got onto his knees, shoving his face against the armpit even further. Silent and blushing, Bandit wasn't really sure what to do as he watched his nephew huffing his stink, looking around with an unsure expression, debating whether to stop the cub or let the kid continue. As the boy's cold and wet nose shoved his arm up slightly, the older blue heeler had to bite his tongue, wriggling gently as he stifled the urge to laugh and pull away from the curious young canine, having always been particularly ticklish in his pits. 

The more the boy sniffed at his sweaty fur, the more unsure Bandit got, awkwardly looking around to make sure no one was seeing what was going on while squirming due to his ticklishness. The man had hoped that the cub would just stop after a few seconds, and he could just dismiss the whole thing as some weird moment the pair wouldn't ever have to talk about, but the sniffing continued for an uncomfortably long time. As unsure about the sniffing as he was, the older canine still couldn't really bring himself to stop the pup, since it's not like it was hurting anyone, just a little weird. Rusty didn't just stop at huffing the other blue heeler’s musk however, inching closer and closer to the man, trying to stick his entire face into Bandit's armpit as he got utterly lost in the moment, losing all control over himself. Moaning quietly as the wonderfully powerful scent of sweat overwhelmed his sensitive nose, the boy suddenly rolled onto the sitting man's lap, gently wrapping his arms around Bandit's waist. With his nose tickling under the older dog's arm, Rusty’s crotch pressed against his uncle's thigh, his tented shorts rubbing against the soft fur as he began to rock his hips back and forth, humping the man's leg. With his eyes going wide and a look of realisation hitting his face, Bandit felt his heart skip a beat as he finally got what the boy was after, that the sniffing wasn't just some odd quirk but was instead actually getting the puppy off. Now more sure than ever that the situation wasn't something he should be involved in, not with a little boy three times younger than him, Bandit cleared his throat and tried to very gingerly nudge his nephew off of him, squeezing his armpit closed as he rolled the cub off his lap, 
“A… alright kiddo, I think we… we really ought to stop this…”
As if snapping awake from some sort of a trance, blinking and looking up at the older dog, a slight glisten of sweat drenching the tip of his snout, Rusty’s face went bright red. The boy only now seemingly understood what he'd done, quickly jumping up to his feet as he stammered, 
“I… I don't… I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I…”
The puppy turned to run away, immediately making Bandit regret his decision to stop the boy. As uncomfortable as he was with his nephew humping and grinding on him while sniffing at his pits, he realised that he might've just stopped the kid in the middle of exploring his sexuality. Remembering a few similar moments from his youth, and just how unwilling he was to try it again due to being scared of others getting angry or disappointed at him, the man quickly grabbed Rusty’s hand before the boy could run away, 
“N… no, I mean…”
Bandit tried to search for the right words for a while, about how it was alright for the boy to do some experimenting, but that doing it with a much older guy who was also his uncle might not have been the best decision. The man couldn't quite come up with the right thing to say however, not wanting to spook the cub even further, finally just sighing and lifting up an arm, exposing the armpit glistening with sweat as he leaned back against the tree with a soft smile, 
“I mean… that you can keep going if you want to, kiddo~”

With a heavy blush, his fur fluffing up as his tail curled shyly, Rusty looked at the man offering up the musky pit for a few seconds before taking a tentative step towards his uncle, kneeling next to the older dog. Without much further delay, the cub shoved his face into Bandit's armpit, moaning and shuddering as he took a deep sniff of the potent stink, leaning against the man while his hips bucked against the air, instinctively trying to hump whatever he could as his eyes rolled back in bliss. Biting his lip as the boy nosed at his ticklish pit, Bandit couldn't help but to take a look at the tented front of his nephew's shorts, slightly taken back by the size of the erection the young puppy was sporting, unable to take his eyes off of the throbbing and knotted length grinding against the tight set of pants. Soon enough, Bandit was feeling his own manhood starting to peek out of his sheath, huffing under his breath as he shivered at the cold nose poking under his arm, his fur ruffled by the heavy breathing and panting of the little heeler sniffing at his musk. Fully giving into the boy's fantasy, finding more than a little enjoyment in it as well, the man leaned further back against the tree, lifting both of his arms up and slipping his hands behind his head, reclining as he aired out both of his stinky pits. Unable to get enough of the overpowering musk, Rusty moaned with a shudder as he clambered on top of the bigger canine, straddling the man's crotch as he dragged his snout from one armpit to the next, smearing sweat all along his uncle's shirt and fur as he huffed the sweaty aroma, his erection growing to full girth as his knot popped out of his sheath. Closing his eyes as he felt the excited puppy's rump rubbing up against his crotch, a trickle of precum spilling into his boxers as he let out a soft moan, Bandit threw all caution to the wind, deciding that he might as well go all the way since the pair had already gotten started. With a grin, he glanced down at the boy still muzzle-deep in his armpits, cooing as his tail gave a sly wag, 
“Hey mate, wanna take a sniff of something even muskier~?”

Without missing a beat, Rusty pulled his snout out from under the man's armpit and nodded enthusiastically as soon as he heard his uncle's proposition, a dazed look on his face as if drunk from the musk while he licked his lips. Gently rolling the boy off of him, Bandit stood up, taking another quick peek around to make sure that none of his family, or his nephew's mom, was around to witness what was about to happen. Slipping his hands down to his crotch, the man zipped his pants down and kicked the pair off entirely, stripping his underwear right alongside his jeans. Bandit turned back to the cub, smirking at the look of amazement and surprise on his nephew's face as Rusty got a good look at his goods. Wanting to offer an even better view, the older heeler sat down underneath the tree once more, planting his paws on the grass and spreading his thighs apart, beckoning for the pup to come closer, 
“Dig in, kiddo~”
More than half of Bandit's cock was already poking out of his sheath, the entire shaft glistening in the sunlight as a bead of precum spilled from the tip of it, stretching down towards the ground in a thin thread, his impressive sack resting on the ground. The best part about the spread wasn't the sights however, but the smells instead, with Rusty’s nostrils almost immediately being hit with the enticing and mouthwatering scent of heavy musk. Unable to resist the offer, the cub crawled over to his uncle, laying down on his belly in front of the man, giving a tiny whimper as his cock rubbed against the front of his shorts while he inched closer to the source of the overpowering stench. Nuzzling his nose right against the base of the man's shaft, taking a deep inhale while quivering with pleasure, Rusty sniffed at his uncle's sheath and sack like it was the most incredible smelling rose, filling his lungs with the scent as he pressed his entire face into the other dog's crotch. Bandit gave a pleasured grunt at the cub sniffing at his manhood, laying a hand on the boy's head as more of his cock slid out of his sheath, growing to full size as his knot popped free of the furry and sweaty pocket. 

With his toes curling up as the boy's cold nose pressed against his sensitive knot, watching the cub's snout smeared with precum as his nephew sniffed at his cock and sheath, Bandit huffed while petting the pup, 
“Feel free to touch it all you like, you can even lick it if you want~”
Completely enamoured by the man's scent, Rusty’s nose was pressed tightly against his uncle's sack as he carefully reached up to grasp at the older canine's girth, feeling it twitch in his hand as his fingers slid along the slippery shaft, gently kneading at the knot. The boy heard Bandit giving a pleasured grunt as he slipped a finger inside of the sheath, running the tip of his digit along the rim while taking a sniff of the potent musk within, already slobbering as he poked his tongue out of his maw. Rusty took his first taste of his uncle, drawing out a heavy moan from the man as his tongue caressed the blue heeler’s knot, a spray of precum splattering onto his snout and face as the salty taste filled his mouth, only getting him even more worked up. As the curious boy explored his manhood, tenderly licking and feeling it up, Bandit squirmed and grunted, his rock hard cock oozing with pre as he pet his nephew, moaning under his breath while keeping one eye open, trying not to be too loud as he made sure none of the others were coming to find them, 
“Good boy…”
Following his nose towards the strongest source of musk, Rusty’s maw dipped slightly lower down after having cleaned up every last inch of his uncle's girth and balls, nosing at the adult's taint while still humping the ground. Bandit adjusted his position slightly, leaning back more and lifting up his rump to give the cub better access to his rear, grabbing onto his cock and pumping at it while shivering, feeling the curious puppy's tickling breath moving between his ass cheeks. Rusty gently spread apart his uncle's buns, pressing his nose right up against the sweaty tailhole, inhaling deep as he moaned, pressing a tongue against the twitching pucker. The pup swabbed at Bandit's asshole, making the man’s legs quiver as he let out a slurred groan, clutching at his knot as precum rained down on the cub's head. With Rusty continuing to lap at his tailhole, Bandit had no choice but to go right over the edge, hissing through clenched teeth as he came hard, his canine cock twitching in his fist as ropes of cum arced through the air, splattering onto his nephew's back. A few of the shots of his seed landed onto his own belly as well, smearing into his sweaty fur as he pulled his shirt up, moaning while the pup kept licking away at his pucker through his entire orgasm. 

Panting from the hard climax, Bandit laid limp against the tree for a few seconds, huffing and puffing until the boy's tongue lashed against his tailhole once more, sending a shock up his spine as he gasped and flinched. Gently pushing the cub's muzzle away from his overly sensitive crotch for the time being, the man thought it was time for him to repay his nephew for the licking and sniffing. Rusty gave a small giggle as his uncle grabbed him by the waist, spinning him around and quickly undressing him before yanking him in, landing ass first on the older canine's lap. The man's cock poked up through his thighs as his back pressed into the sticky mess of cum left on Bandit's belly, smearing the musky and salty load all over the puppy's fur as well. Bandit wrapped his arms around his nephew, gently squeezing his legs against the cub's as well, playfully pinning the little dog against him as he propped his chin on Rusty's shoulder, smirking as the boy let out a soothing sigh. The pup felt at ease as his uncle massaged and pet him, the older heeler’s hands slowly circling his belly and chest, their warm bodies pressed together. With the puppy practically melting in his lap, Bandit reached a hand down between the cub's legs, spotting his nephew's pink tip already poking out of the sheath like his wife's lipstick, chuckling softly as he gingerly pinched the manhood between two fingers. Rusty let out a shuddering moan as his uncle fondled his dick, leaning his head back against the bigger canine's chest as Bandit coaxed his girth fully out of his sheath, massaging his sensitive shaft while carefully kneading at his taut little sack at the same time. The man's other hand teased Rusty's nipples, rubbing them while he wriggled around in his uncle's lap, his pleasured whines only growing louder as Bandit's fingers slowly moved down from his manhood to between his ass cheeks, a fingertip pressing against his pucker. Circling the rim of the boy's virginal hole with a finger, wet with the cub's own precum, Bandit listened to his nephew moaning and whining for a moment before whispering into the kid's ear, 
“Want me to keep going~?”
Without hesitation, Rusty nodded, hugging the man's arm as he thrust against the air, a drizzle of precum spilling from the tip of his cock as his uncle gently pressed a finger into his tailhole, getting an intense gasp from the pup, slowly turning into a hazy moan, his pucker flexing tight before relaxing around the adult's digit again. 

Slowly working his finger deeper into his nephew's tailhole, gingerly holding the grunting boy down while twisting and pushing his digit further in inch by inch, Bandit could feel the cub getting closer to an orgasm. Intending to give Rusty just as good of a climax as the puppy had given him, Bandit quickly thought up of a way to push the musk-loving little dog over the edge, grinning as the pup wriggled around on his lap, moaning and gasping as he fingered the tight hole. Keeping one hand working over his nephew's tailhole, the man reached his other hand towards his own cock, still mostly stiff and throbbing. He quickly swabbed up some of the cum dribbling from the tip of it, before sinking his fingers down into his sheath below the knot, smearing as much of the sweat as he could onto his digits. Not content with just that, Bandit next popped the already pungent fingers between his own ass cheeks, still slimy from the combination of the puppy's drool and his own sweat, dipping his fingers into his tailhole as he let out a small grunt. Rusty gave a tiny bark as his uncle's finger slipped out of his asshole, his body relaxing for a split second before the same hand suddenly clenched tight around his knot, simulating how it felt to tie a hole. As if that wasn't intense enough for the inexperienced cub, Bandit's other hand pushed right against his snout, drenched in a cocktail of stinky aromas, ranging from intense sweat to musky cum, all of it smeared right into his nose. In an instant, Rusty achieved his very first climax, writhing around on his uncle's lap as Bandit tugged on his knot, jets of his cum spraying onto the grass as he gasped and howled with pleasure, kicking and twitching as his manhood throbbed in the man's hand. A few of the stray shots even managed to reach Rusty's own face as he lapped at Bandit's musky fingers, squirming and whimpering in a frenzy as the older heeler cooed into his ear in a sultry tone, 
“There you go mate, just let it all out~”

Shuddering against his uncle, gasping as his knot throbbed in the man's hand, overwhelmed by the sensations as well as the potent smells, Rusty's body tensed one last time before the boy went completely limp, flopping against the older heeler as he panted loudly. Wiping his musky fingers against his own thigh, Bandit chuckled at the exhausted cub's blissful expression, letting his nephew rest up on his lap, still tenderly petting the little pup. After catching his breath for a few minutes, Rusty slowly lifted up his head and opened his eyes, pushing himself up and staggering off of his uncle, his unsteady feet trembling under him as he had to lean on the older dog's shoulder just to stay upright. Smirking, Bandit looked the naked boy over, noticing all of the cum stains dotting his nephew's fur, some drying while others were still wet and glistening, his own fur spotting similarly lewd stains here and there. Most importantly however, both of the males reeked of sweat and sex, leaving Bandit sure that his family would smell the pair of them well before they'd see the two, making their prolonged absence all the more suspicious. Knowing that they definitely couldn't return to the picnic without first washing off the worst of the musk soaking their coats, the man staggered up to his feet as well, patting the smiling boy on the back as he nodded towards the direction he had seen a river in, 
“Before we get back, I think we ought to take a little soak, eh kiddo~?”