Doug was a new addition to the wolf pack, taken in rather than being born into it and it showed by how his fur was a different pattern than any other wolf of the united pack, consisting of varying shades of brown along with light cream colored accents. Even though he stood out he wasn’t treated any differently than the others, even making friends, one of them being Lily. The kind white furred wolf was one of the first to reach out to him, making feel accustomed to his new home. And now they are good friends. When done with his duties of either patrolling or hunting with others, Doug would always pass by Lily’s den and sometimes he would catch sight of Garth, the large and attractive alpha wolf with red fur and light accents. He carried himself with confidence and was liked by everyone in the pack. 

But Garth never acknowledged Doug. The bigger wolf just often acted as if the brown furred canine never existed. He never stuck around when he was coming by, giving Lily a loving nuzzle and then going off to do something or other. Doug would then have a chat with the once incredibly shy omega wolf. 

”You sure are lucky to have a mate like him…” Doug said one day to her. His tone was even but in reality he was hiding his jealousy that Lily managed to find herself someone so amazing. Having the size, attractiveness, the personality, and not to mention the fat sheath that was bigger than any other wolf around and his heavy sack that was also bigger while also hanging much lower than anyone else’s. 

Lily didn’t recognize her friend’s jealousy, instead taking it as admiration. They continued to talk for a while and when Doug decided to go back to his den, Lily talked to Garth about it. Garth was surprised and intrigued about what his mate told him, that Doug had taken an interest in him. In truth he had noticed the brown wolf looking at him but he didn’t have an idea of how interested Doug really was. 

”Then maybe it's about time I introduce myself,” Garth suggested out loud. 

He didn’t act on that until much later. By then it was late at night and just about everyone in the pack was asleep. Garth had snuck out of their den without waking Lily up and he made a beeline for Doug’s dwelling. 

Unbeknownst to the alpha, though Doug was lying still he wasn’t actually sleeping. For some reason the other male wolf had trouble getting to sleep that night so he was just lying in the dark, ruminating about his feelings towards a certain alpha wolf. That’s when he heard a sound and opened an eye to see that none other than Garth was peeking into his den. Of course he wondered why the red furred canine was doing this but instead of revealing that he was awake, Doug instead decided to remain pretending to be asleep, just to see what was going to happen. 

Garth didn’t hesitate to get closer to Doug, stepping on light feet. Doug was laying on his side, just a bit on his back and that was a position that he could work with. Doug was still wondering what Garth was doing in his den when he felt his tail being pushed aside and then the puffs of breath came as Garth started sniffing. That feeling was odd enough but then came the first brush of something warm, wet, and smooth. Doug was close to revealing that he was awake, just barely managing to keep himself from jumping and gasping as one lick was quickly followed by another and another right after that. Garth was going right in, keeping himself quiet but his actions were rather aggressive and rushed. 

It got all the harder for him to keep pretending when that tongue was already pushing its way inside of him. As soon as it slid past the rim, the wet muscle quickly sought out the soft pink walls that were even more sensitive than the hole itself. In reaction to these touches, Doug’s hole was coming down on it. Garth hummed as he felt the walls kneading themselves against his tongue, giving him an even better taste of the other male’s insides. 

As soon as the start of his tongue was inside, Garth proceeded to force the rest in, spreading the “sleeping” wolf’s tailhole even further. Doug couldn’t stop himself from shuddering but he managed to play it off by groaning in a sleepy way and even kicking his leg. Garth was convinced and continued to run his tongue all over the surrounding borders, powering through the waves of tightness, leaving all of the walls soaked and slathered in his hot and slick saliva. 

It took everything Doug had to not moan out. He couldn’t stop his cock from getting hard and sliding from his sheath, something that Garth did notice but he just suspected that Doug would remain sleeping. With more licks coming, some being given directly to his prostate, Doug was finding it all the harder to keep himself composed, taking deeper breaths and feeling his cock’s throbs becoming all the stronger. Then the tongue stopped and it was pulled free, his hole left winking and feeling warm and wet both inside and out. 

Doug was expecting a bit of time to collect himself but he felt something hard poking against his hole now. Feeling his heart leaping with excitement, the pretending wolf just couldn’t help but get a look at what Garth was really packing. 

”W-wait!” Doug exclaimed, making the red furred alpha jump. Just a second ago, Doug was sure that he wanted this but that was before he saw what Garth had. Hanging underneath the bigger wolf’s stomach was a cock that was very thick and nearly 2 feet in length. Dark red and decorated with swelling veins across the length, Doug could do little more than gawk but Garth wasn’t content to let things end at just licking. 

He forced himself on top, having Doug on his back. The other wolf was protesting with a fearful look on his face that just made Garth angry. “Don’t act like you didn’t want this. Now you can either hold still or I’ll just go ahead and break you!” With that much cock and his strength, Doug didn’t doubt that he meant it. So he took a deep breath and forced himself to be still, all but going limp underneath the bigger feral. A satisfied sound came from Garth as he pulled back enough to get his tip to touch the hole again. This time he thrusts forwards and a good portion of his cock slid right thanks to the rimming. The rest had to be forced in via a series of rough humps. 

Meanwhile Doug went from feeling pleasure to jolts of pain from being stretched and filled with way too much way too quickly. Before he knew it the whole thing was inside but that didn’t make him feel any better. There was no time for him to adjust, Garth was already thrusting and slamming his way in deep, evident by the shape of his tip making Doug’s stomach skin stretch out. 

Now he was starting to feel some pleasure from the penetration but that was outdone by the lasting strain and building ache of everything happening at Garth’s pace instead of his own. It was hard for him to even make a proper sound as most of his groans were getting caught in his throat. 

It stayed like this for a while and then got even worse when Garth put more weight on top of him, hilting his cock to the sliding while still applying more pressure. That’s when Doug felt the further stretching of his tailhole and the huge knot being gradually pushed past his resisting and stinging rim. 

Even when the knot was forced in, Garth didn’t stop and Doug was given no time to adjust to it all. Instead his body was being rocked by the humps that were coming even harder and the hot spurts of precum didn’t provide much relief either. Groaning and whimpering from the feeling, Doug could only endure as Garth was pumping in so hard that his fat balls were slapping against him. 

With all of the inches and the knot grinding so hard against his walls, leaving him whining and cringing, Doug was actually happy when it came to an end, only to feel the even stronger pulses and then the gushes of something hot and sticky. So much of it was coming out at once, flooding his passage full and making the rest of his body feel as if it was burning up. And if that wasn’t bad enough, all of the fluids being expelled into him were trapped because of the knot. Having nowhere else to go, the seed quickly filled up his ass and was then surging through his guts, winding up his stomach, which was inflating at a fast rate, becoming all the hotter and heavier. 

”Fuck… You were tighter than I thought you’d be…” Garth panted once he was finished shooting his seed. But as soon as he was done unloading his spunk, the alpha wolf felt another urge overtake him. He didn’t bother to warn Doug before he started pissing. With his knot lodged firmly past the clenching rim, his bladder’s contents were being sealed in just like the cum already was. Doug felt the rush of more fluid but it took him a bit more time to realize that it wasn’t more seed. Even when he did figure out what was happening, there was nothing that he could do. 

In the same way that he had cum a lot, Garth was letting loose a lot of piss all at once. Having very little room to take any more, Doug’s stomach began to inflate to accommodate the new fluid. The strain from taking the entire length and the knot was still there and at the same time he had to deal with the steady flow of hot and musky fluid that was gushing out with so much force. 

Swelling further against the amount that was still being released from the pointed tip of the other canine’s knotted dick, Doug’s stomach was still making room for the substances that were starting to clash and mix inside of him. 

Just as it seemed to be winding down, Garth put more pressure on his bladder and got his stream back up to full strength, blasting his fresh urine deep inside with a pleasure-laced sigh. The amount that he still had to give surprised him but it was nothing to worry about since he had a perfectly good hole to dump it all inside of. While he was just enjoying himself, Doug’s stomach was swelling all the further and his body was running out of room to store it all. His ass was finally filled to the point that lines of musky fluid were seeping through the tiniest gaps, leaking around the knot and from his tailhole. Even if that was providing him some relief, most of Garth’s urine was still being sprayed directly into his swelled guts, leaving him in no better position. 

His body was struggling to contain it all and more was still coming out. The brown wolf’s stomach was gurgling and pangs of pain were racking Doug as Garth was making no attempts to stop his flow. He had little other choice than to just take deep breaths and groan as the next spurt made his stomach expand even further. Luckily for him that seemed to finally be the last of what Garth had to give. 

But by then it was too late and the fluids came rushing up his throat, making him gag and gurgle before it all came flying out of his open muzzle, splattering onto the rock flooring of his den, Doug was still feeling pain, not just from his throbbing stomach but now from his nose that was also gushing the rich mix of musky piss and cum, making a mess that was just growing bigger from the flow keeping up. 

Garth was all of this firsthand and was surprised at first but that surprise turned into amusement. He chuckled as his essence continued spewing from the other canine. While Doug was struggling to get a handle on himself, Garth simply pulled his hips back a few times, managing to finally wrench his knot free from the snug hole that had been holding it, allowing another flow of mixed piss and cum to come splattering from Doug’s other end. Looking on with pride at what he had done, the red furred alpha felt his cock throbbing, still rock hard and it was even starting to leak again already just from the sight and the idea of what to do next that was already brewing in Garth’s head. 

Just as Doug stopped shooting the fluids from both ends, he became aware of Garth climbing on top of him. The other wolf was practically walking backwards, having his big, heavy balls hovering over his face. And then they came down, pressing to his muzzle, attacking his senses with their thick, earthy smell. 

It was then that Doug really took notice of how Garth smelled. It wasn’t just the usual masculine aroma, but something stronger and gnarlier. Tones of someone who hadn’t had a proper wash and that sweat and grime was being ground into his face. He was then ordered to lick them and Doug hesitated when his nose instinctively wrinkled just from inhaling. 

A simple growl was all it took and Garth was sighing pleasantly from having his balls licked by another male’s smooth tongue. Doug was going the extra mile by not just licking them but also rubbing his muzzle against his fat and hot sack. Him breathing in the thick fog that hung around the damp orbs could be heard, along with his whimper/sigh, a sound of equal desire and repulsion. He didn’t really care how Doug was feeling, so long as he did as he was ordered to. 

Garth pushing himself down kept his balls pressed snug to Doug’s face and his balls as well. He had to nuzzle against the orbs just to reach different areas. He could feel them churning as he tasted the sweat both old and new while inhaling the sharp tang of musk that had been left to linger. 

Even though it made him groan, Doug continued and licked again, forced to groan when Garth pushed down again, this time pushing his fat sack into his muzzle. Doug knew better than to bite down and instead he found himself now being tasked with sucking on the fragrant and flavorful pair of furry orbs. 

”That’s a good boy…” Garth growled, very much enjoying the pleasure that gradually increased from the licks that were given to him. They became surprisingly smooth in such a short amount of time, as if Doug was enjoying this on some level. 

Daring to wrap his lips around as best he could, Doug made his best attempt at actually sucking on them, giving himself an even better taste as he was suctioning off the sweat and grime directly. 

Doug was treating the sack as gently as he could, not wanting to anger the bigger wolf that was on top of him, having a grip on his sides, just short of digging his claws in. So far it seemed that Garth was enjoying himself, letting out soft groans and sighs while still grinding his crotch all over the other male’s face. Doug found it best to just endure the strong stink that was pouring into his nose and the biting taste that shocked his taste buds. 

While he was reveling in the licks to his balls, Garth took notice of Doug’s being much smaller than his pair. In their current position, it was no trouble for him to lean his head down and press his nose to Doug’s sack, taking in the scent of male wolf musk that was much weaker than his own. Starting at the underside, Garth maneuvered his tongue, tracing along the pouch’s shape. Really getting a feel for how much smaller Doug was made him feel better, more superior. 

Doug began to moan from the other male’s thick tongue lapping over his orbs. In return Gideon was at least given the light taste of sweat to enjoy. Even though he was licking as well, Gideon still wanted Doug to keep going, to worship him without restraint. Moaning even louder against the bigger wolf’s sack, Doug continued to find more areas that had sweat and grime that needed to be licked up. Between the raw musk in his nose and the pleasure that was being given to him, Doug could feel himself drifting off…

Snapping him out of this daze was a ‘woosh’ through the air just after Garth’s next lick. In place of the tongue’s sweeps was a sudden and hard smack. The alpha wolf’s heavy paw came down to slam on the smaller wolf’s ballsack. 

That hit knocked the wind out of him completely and before he could properly react, Garth swung and slapped his balls again. The bigger canine had lured him into a false sense of comfort before putting his true plan into action. This slam made Doug cry out in pain. 

Hearing this exclamation only excited Garth further. So he kept delivering hard hits to Doug’s balls, using his heavy paw to stomp on them with increasing strength, grinning as he felt the other male writhing beneath him. The more that he did it, the more painful it was becoming for Doug, not helped by the occasional swipes of Garth’s claws against his nuts. 

Even when he paused his rhythmic slapping, Garth didn’t give Doug a moment of rest. More searing pain was forced through him as his reddened sack was now being squeezed by a strong paw. 

The cruel treatment of Doug’s balls had caused him to stop licking entirely. Another threatening snarl came from Garth as he felt his cock pulsing. Desiring more of the tongue’s stimulation, he pushed himself back and shoved his balls back into Doug’s mouth. “Keep sucking on them! Don’t stop or I’ll make you into a girl!” 

Taking the threat seriously, Doug continued licking and sucking as best he could; whimpering and feeling tears welling his eyes as his raw and red balls were still being squeezed and kneading, keeping the pain fresh and him obedient, giving Garth exactly what he wanted. 

He continued to yelp against the orbs, feeling another firm kick being given to him with more strength than before. His claws then dragged over the raw sack, thankfully the claws were sinking in and tearing into his sensitive skin. In time with his steady licks, Doug felt more swats being given to his jewels. 

The whimpers from the brown wolf only grew louder as the pain increased further and further. Unending burning, stinging, and searing. Now at this point even the lightest of touches were enough to make him yelp and jump. “Please stop! I can’t take it anymore!” Hearing that made Garth chuckle and he finally removed his paw. 

Doug wasn’t given a moment to enjoy the relief. As the balls were lifted from his muzzle, Garth simply shifted his hips and pushed downwards again, forcing his huge length down into Doug’s mouth and throat. They were both stretched so wide and so quickly. The taste of cum, piss, and his own hole were assaulting his sense of taste. 

It was an instant strain for the smaller wolf, his breathing all but cut off from the unyielding amount of girth. More of Garth’s cock was being shoved inside, making the bulge in his stretched throat all the bigger. This was another thing that was feeling for the first time but he much preferred this over having his tender balls further tormented and toyed with. 

That didn’t mean handling Garth’s size was easy for him. His ability to breathe was being further cut off, leaving him just barely managing. With even more of the length being stuffed in and the knot being fairly close to his lips, Doug could smell the heady musk that was radiating from the other male’s crotch. Whole thing in Garth started to rapidly hump his way into the tight, squeezing throat. Doug was fighting even more to handle the forceful pushes but it was a losing battle. He was being used and had little choice but to just submit and let it all happen. 

Soon trailing from the corners of his mouth and down his neck were gushes of thick and hot cum. His entire front half was spraying from the gaps of his mouth, splattering down all over his front side, making his pelt all the wetter and warmer from the increasing amount of musky spunk that was weighing it down. 

While Doug was trying his best to keep up with the flow of seed, Garth was huffing and panting deeply from the pleasure of cumming into another one of Doug’s holes. He continued to thrust in a few times, rubbing his throbbing dick against the smooth warm walls that were still so snug around him. 

“Swallow it!” Garth snarled, making another strong thrust that slammed his knot against Doug’s nose and lips. Having the entirety of his cock buried inside, he spilled the last of his load, forcing Doug’s stomach to again expand to take every drop. 

Just as roughly as it was shoved in, the shaft was then snatched from Doug’s throat, leaving the submissive canine gagging and coughing from the ache in his stretched windpipe and the cum that was clinging to his oral walls. 

Garth just chuckled at the sight and was already readying himself for the next event. “Now work that tongue on my ass. And don’t stop for a second!” Garth threatened. Doug subsided immediately, shrinking against the hard tone and the strong musk of an unwashed hole being pressed directly to his sensitive nose. 

Fearing any kind of punishment that would be given to him if he didn’t comply, Doug wasted no time outstretching his tongue, enduring the sharp taste of the smelly hole just as much as he was enduring the raw aroma. There was a lot of area for him to cover and a lot of grime to be cleaned away. 

“Yeah, that’s it,” Garth said, feeling the instant pleasure from his hole being licked by the soft tongue. The licks were slower and lighter then he would have liked but he figured that it was better to guide Doug in the proper direction instead of further threatening him. 

He did so by putting more of his weight down, pushing his hole down directly against the whining wolf’s lips. For added measure he began to grind his backside back and forth, rubbing his butt stink onto the other canine’s muzzle fur and all over his twitching nose. Doug groaned in disgust from the rank tones of waste that hadn’t been completely cleaned away and now it was sticking to his pelt. 

Doug continued licking and with his tongue being pressed closer, Garth was given what he wanted, feeling the wet sweeps and presses directly against his opening. At the same time his licking was wetting the musk and mess all over Garth’s tailhole, getting that mess smeared all over his muzzle. 

While he was being rimmed, Garth felt a gurgling in his guts and then became aware that he needed to shit. At first he considered halting the fun to quickly dump his load but then he remembered how he pissed directly inside of Doug... 

That’s when he got the idea to do something like that. He could feel his digested meals passing through his bowels, getting all the closer to his puckering tailhole. The feeling was making him grunt as he kept it in while also being licked. 

“Good boy,” Garth said, having a lighter tone to lure Doug in. “Now push that tongue in.” Doug groaned but still acted along with what he was being told to do, taking a breath of rank air before going in for another lick. 

He dragged his tongue over the puckered surface, not even aware of what was waiting for him. Warm saliva was being further smeared over the rim was making Garth hum from the increasing pleasure. He sighed and then grunted, feeling the waste sliding down further, now at the point of no return. 

Just as Doug was pushing his tongue against the hole itself, Garth started pushing and his shit came sliding out, a thick and dark log that was forcing Doug’s mouth to widen around it. 

The strong, foul taste of it. It’s solid yet muddy texture against his tongue, and the merciless stench that burned his nostrils. Doug had been completely taken by surprise, in no way expecting something like this to happen. But it was already happening and shit was sliding over his tongue and down his throat. 

The force that he used to push his shit out was keeping it pouring from his stretched hole, the thickness of it forcing down the smaller wolf’s tongue. Though a solid log, it was still soft enough to be smeared all over the interior of his muzzle, seeping through the gaps in his teeth and sticking to his tongue even more than the cum had. 

The log was fully pushed out but coming right after was a spurt of hot, liquidy waste. It was also expelled with force, gushing into Doug’s mouth and even more to the point that his cheeks were bulging and thick lines of shit were leaking from the corners of his muzzle. 

He could have spit it out but the shit was coming out so fast and so hard that Doug practically had no choice but to just swallow the stuff down. At first he tried to do so fast enough that he didn’t have to taste the runny waste but the fetid flavor was impossible to avoid and ignore. 

While he was gulping down the runny stuff, the thick log of shit was still sliding down his throat, doing so slowly because its makeup was so sticky. Feeling it slowly trickling down his windpipe was making him shudder in disgust, not helped by the harsh smell constantly pouring into his nose. 

Garth’s guts were keeping his shit blasting from his ass. He was pushing it out with more force than needed just to make things messier and harder for the other canine, gaining satisfaction with every muffled gag and forced gulp that reached his ears. As soon as the thick portion was finally into his swollen stomach, the rest was freely flowing in, adding to the overly inflated state of his gut. 

More just kept coming out, still leaking from his mouth even when his throat was free. If anything Garth put even more force into his expelling, completely negating the slight advantage that Doug had gained. 

“Just keep swallowing it all down. I’m almost done...” Garth said with a chuckle before he continued grunting. Clenching his teeth and huffing, he shot out the last of what he had inside. The rest was flowing from his hole,  the pucker expanding to let loose the last of the sludgy waste that was all jettisoned into Doug’s muzzle. 

Even though Garth said he was nearly done, in reality the alpha wolf still had plenty more to give and he pushed himself back even more to wedge Doug’s mouth further open and keep it that way. Still grunting and pushing out his digested meal from earlier, Garth freely shat into the other wolf’s mouth, using it as his means of taking care of the mess, enjoying the relief he was feeling while Doug was having to endure the further expanding of his stomach all over again. 

There was just so much of it, gushing from the corners of his mouth even more, felt sloshing around in his stomach along with the cum and the piss that came before. What he could swallow was getting all over the floor of his own den and Garth was content to leave the mess there for the den’s owner to eventually clean up... 

[center]***[/center]

Garth woke up in a very good mood and had wished Lily a good day before he went off. That put Lily in a good mood as well. As the day passed Garth came back, bringing her something that he had caught earlier. She couldn’t explain why but her mate seemed to have an added pep in his step. And after bringing her a gift, Garth said that he was tired and he retreated into their shared den to get some rest. 

Lily got her fill and continued to wait outside of the den, hoping that her friend would come by to pay her a visit. And she didn’t have to wait long. Doug had come by much later than he usually would and it was evident why when he came into Lily’s view, having a stiff and strained way of walking while looking a bit in pain. But as he got closer to the white furred wolf, Doug straightened up and made himself walk straighter. 

“H-hey, Lily...” Doug said. 

“Hi, Doug...” Lily said. In addition to his look and the way he was standing, the brown wolf also had a funny smell coming from him. It was making her nose wrinkle and she was glad that Doug was keeping himself a short distance from her. “Is something the matter?” 

“Oh, it’s nothing to worry about. I just slept on a pinecone so I woke up pretty sore,” Doug lied, hoping his friend would believe it. 

“Oh okay,” Lily said. 

Doug didn’t spend much time standing around, giving Lily an excuse as to why he needed to leave. She let him go without any word and he just hoped that she would remain completely unaware and wouldn’t connect the dots to why he was acting “strange” and while Garth was in a much better mood than usual...