As the summer season was coming to an end, Gordie was getting ready to return to college and his dorm. He was excited to see his friends again and he was also glad to have a space away from his older brother, Brandon. The much larger, stronger, and self granbull had made himself at home in his younger brother’s summer apartment without asking permission first. During his entire stay he didn’t contribute anything, not offering to clean or even pay what should have been his share of rent. And the only thing that Gordie got out of it was less food, not as much bullying as usual but that was made up for by Brandon using him as means of pleasure when he couldn’t get it anywhere else. At least the much bigger fairy-type had a huge cock but Gordie preferred the treatment he would get from Dallas. Kicked out from his parents house and having no means of paying the apartment’s rent himself, Brandon had to pack up his few things and figure out where he was going to go when his brother returned to the nearby campus… While Gordie was getting himself settled, Brandon settled into a nearby motel and made some moves. He had gone to that very same college years before, being the star football player and many of the staff that had been there in his heyday were still working there. Brandon began to make some calls and spoke to some of them. He kept the details of his situation as vague as he could, the main point being that he had fallen on hard times. So imagine Gordie’s surprise when he was walking down the hall to another one of his classes and stumbled upon none other than his brother holding a broom and clad in a campus janitor uniform. ”B-Brandon?!” Gordie said, nearly choking out the word. “Hey, runt. What, not happy to see me?” the older granbull asked. “Or were you just that happy to get rid of me.” ”No, it’s not like that-” “Cause you’re not getting rid of me that easily. I pulled some strings and got myself a job here. And even an old shack. Kinda run down but I’ll fix it up real nice. How about you be a good brother and come by sometime? Maybe invite your friends?” Gordie didn’t really have to do that as Brandon took it upon himself to drop in when he wasn’t working, introducing himself to his younger brother’s dormmates and they were shocked by how different he was compared to the shorter and meeker fairy-type. He would come around and like before Brandon would help himself to whatever was around with no intention of giving anything in return. Dallas would have said something but even the football playing arcanine was intimidated by the huge bulldog pokemon. Thankfully Brandon seemed more interested in the plethora of other college students to hookup with so Gordie was spared any further hassling from his older brother and he surprisingly didn’t brag about dominating the smaller granbull. Brandon was in a good mood more often and wasn’t that hard on his brother so Gordie dared to come around to the shack, seeing it being fixed up more and more, gradually becoming Brandon’s own private abode. To Brandon’s credit he took his new job as janitor seriously and was good at it too. And for his efforts he was earning himself money. His large stature and strength were put to good use as he could reach higher windows, move heavy boxes of junk, and apply the elbow grease needed to get those hard stains out. Focusing on the job also provided an outlet for Brandon’s frustrations just like going out to the gym. It was pretty late when he went into one of the restrooms with his cleaning equipment. At these hours they were usually empty and the perfect time to get the room cleaned up. ”You’re out late,” someone was speaking. Brandon couldn’t see into the restroom just yet thanks to a small wall that would need to be walked around. That voice reached him as soon as he opened the door. ”Yeah, I was just…” the other voice made Brandon perk up as he recognized it as Gordie’s. ”You know it's been a whole summer. How about we greet each other properly?” the first male said, chuckling darkly as Gordie whimpered. ”Scourge, come on…” Gordie whined. ”You knew this was coming sooner or later. So suck it up and suck on this while you’re at it,” the first voice said, paired with the sound of a zipper being undone. Brandon decided to step in, rounding the wall and finally seeing what was going on and what he saw was Gordie pressed against the back wall while a houndoom was in front of him, one hand pressed against the wall to keep the fairy-type boxed in while the other hand was still gripping the fire/dark-type’s pants. “Alright, alright, that’s enough,” Brandon said, trying to start things off by de-escalating. “Why don’t you mind your own damn business?” the houndoom asked, not even looking back to face him. ”Alright then!” Brandon growled. He came in, snatching the fire-type up with ease and pinned him against the wall. Turned around they were able to face each other. Brandon was ready to defend his little brother, only because he felt that if anyone would be bullying his brother it would be him. But then he really got a good look at the houndoom and realized that he looked familiar. ”Scourge?” Brandon asked. ”Wait a minute… Brandon?” Scourge asked. He was put down and then smiled. The tension and anger between them melted right away as they began to talk while Gordie was standing by with his mouth open. At first he was actually relieved to have Brandon come to his defense but now they were getting along with each other. “What the hell are you even doing here?” Scourge asked. ”I work here now. And crash here too,” the granbull answered. ”Figured, Why didn’t you tell me, you jackass?” ”Well you didn’t tell me that you went here or knew my little brother, fuckhead!” The two were laughing back and forth and did a bit more catching up. Gordie tried to sneak away but was grabbed and kept in place by Brandon. ”So I guess you already know what's up with him?” Brandon asked. ”Yeah, he’s real easy. He’s always squirming and whining but he never fights back, always does what I say. I know he loves it,” Scourge said with a smirk. ”Oh I bet. I bunked with him all summer and not even a week after I had my dick stuffed in his guts,” Brandon said with a snicker. “That long, huh?” Scourge asked. “And I bet you’ve been fucking him just about every day of the summer.” ”And you expect me to not?” Brandon laughed. “He may be weak as shit but he can handle a stretching.” ”So did he call you to come stop me or something?” Scourge asked. ”Nah, I’m just on the job. Honestly I was on the fence about stopping ya,” Brandon admitted. “Figured beating the hell out of someone would be fun at least. Then I could get Gordie to reward me. I think you could have done a bit better with getting him to do what you wanted.” ”Oh really?” Scourge asked with intrigue. ”Yeah you did too much talking. Should have just pushed him down to his knees and whipped it out,” Brandon said. “Like this.” The large fairy-type decided to show off in front of his friend, doing just what he said, using his strength to force Gordie down on his knees and then he unzipped his pants, getting his hefty semi-hard cock to spring free. Gordie remained where he was, looking up at the huge meat that was hanging between his much larger brother’s legs. It reached about 15 inches and was incredibly thick. Without needing to think about it, Gordie was already instinctively reaching out for the prominent flesh, getting it to full mast from his touch. A low groan came from Brandon as he looked down at the smaller granbull. He smacked his sibling’s hands away and took hold of his own cock, giving it a few firm tugs, pulling back his foreskin so that Gordie could really smell the musk that was wafting from his flesh. He had been working hard today and produced a good sweat that was strong and biting. Gordie didn’t seem to mind it, wincing but still sniffing it directly from its source. The tip was pressed against his cheek and rubbed back and forth, grinding the raw smell of sweat into the soft purple fur of his younger brother’s face. “Now open up,” Brandon said firmly and without hesitation Gordie did open his mouth, preparing himself for the large musky meat. “Oh yeah…” Brandon slid his length over the warm and smooth tongue. While he was doing that Gordie was at the mercy of the bigger bulldog pokemon’s strong smell and taste, being that of someone in need of a wash, the flavors being bitter to the point of making him recoil and the smell being so thick and sharp that it was making him a bit lightheaded already. “Come on. Show him what you can really do,” Brandon said, being more than happy to show off in front of his old friend. “We already know you’re a slut that gets off on being bitched around!” He grunted and pushed forwards with his strong hips, forcing his cock down Gordie’s throat, making it swell against the girth. An entire summer of taking Brandon’s length from either end had made it easier for him to handle but it was still a strain, his esophagus being tight around the invading shaft. Brandon was forcing it down roughly and with no care of how Gordie was handling it all, not being phased by the smaller granbull’s chokes, gags, and squirms. He forced Gordie’s body to adjust with more pushes that eventually forced all of his length down to the hot and tight esophagus. Once it was all in, Brandon pulled back and then pushed his hips forwards again. Repeating these motions turned into him humping his brother’s mouth with force that was cramming every inch down as far as it could go every time. Gordie had to outstretch his hands against Brandon’s large and muscular thighs to keep himself steady. Brandon was in complete control, moving his hips while keeping Gordie’s head in place, making him take the whole thing over and over again. If there was something about the situation that he could enjoy it was the strong musk, the taste of the thick precum leaking from the tip, and the warmth that was going down his throat. “Told ya he can really stretch,” Brandon said with a chuckle, still working his hips roughly to keep his length grinding against the other male’s throat walls. Gordie was being constantly subjected to his brother’s strong scent, breathing deeply through his nose and being forced to recognize how powerful and cloying it was. It was making his senses sting while also making his mouth water, a mix of offense and allure. Even if he was being pushed around and bullied into doing this Gordie couldn’t help but just love it. He was willingly taking in the powerful musk, feeling his short but thick cock throbbing in his pants, leaking precum that was making a greater mess of his boxers with every throb. While he was getting lost in the haze Gordie saw something else coming in from the side. That something else was Scourge, stepping up and pointing his cock at the smaller granbull that was still being used. Acting accordingly and right away, Gordie reached his hand out and took hold of Scourge’s uncut 12 inches, shuddering from the way that it was pulsing in his hand. His palm was wet and slippery with precum and sweat already. Reaching his nose was the fire-type’s unique spicy musk and it was first clashing then mixing with Brandon’s, making it all the harder for Gordie to control himself and all the easier for him to be guided and used to the other guys’ leisure. Now he was a willing slut for the pair. He wasn’t just having his mouth used by Brandon. In addition to having his mouth and throat penetrated by the huge cock, Gordie was putting in the effort to suck and lick on the shaft that was moving back and forth over his tongue and along the walls of his throat. This got him an even better taste for the precum. Sweat that was trapped in folds was unearthed and lapped away, the taste being strong on the granbull’s tongue as well. At the same time he was stroking at Scourge’s cock, pumping it up and down, feeling the slick musky flesh throbbing hard from tip to the base. The fire/dark-type began to hump against his moving hand and strings of strong smelling pre were being flung onto his face, marking the outside while Brandon was doing the same but for the inside. “Fuck, gonna give you my load in a bit. Bet you’ve been missing the taste of my jizz!” Brandon growled. He rocked his body even harder, applying more force that was making the bulge in Gordie’s throat even bigger, making the smaller fairy-type gag and choke all over again. But he showed the skill he acquired from being used by bigger guys, recovering quickly and redoubling his own efforts when it came to licking and sucking all over his big brother’s musky cock. “That’s a good boy. Just keep that up…” Brandon growled, meeting every suck and twirl of Gordie’s tongue with another firm push that led to him releasing more precum that was ultimately swallowed down, making the passage around his cock squeeze down. That made him want to thrust against it and that became a feedback look: the pair of brothers working off of each other. So easily dipping his length into the sleeve while also feeling it firm up around his girth was getting Brandon all the closer to his limits. Brandon managed a few more pumps before he snarled and rammed his cock down Gordie’s throat for a final time. There was just a moment before there came large blasts of hot and musky seed. All of it was firing down Gordie’s throat, making it bulge out even more. Through sheer experience, the smaller bulldog pokemon managed to handle the flow of multiple loads rushing out from the pair of large and heavy nuts, all being lasted out with force from the tip. The strong bitter taste was making Gordie moan and he found himself actively trying to swallow every drop, not wanting to waste any of his older brother’s essence. When Brandon pulled out he rewarded his younger sibling with a final cumshot that was blasted all over his face. “Fuck, man. It’s been a while but you’ve still got it. Now how about you give Scourge that proper greeting?” Brandon shoved his slightly dazed brother in the dual-type’s direction and Scourge was quick to get Gordie in the position he wanted. Gordie did what his brother said, turning his attention to the fire/dark-type that was stroking his own cock, pumping his hand up and down its length. The granbull’s earlier stroking had gotten Scourge far along when it came to pleasure. The shaft was throbbing harder and harder as he was getting himself all the closer to his climax. While doing that he ordered Gordie to turn around and get down on the bathroom floor that had yet to be cleaned by Brandon. Scourge asked if Brandon could get brother’s pants off and Brandon was happy to oblige, using his strength to rip them apart instead of just taking them apart. With the fat and soft cheeks exposed Scourge stepped up and placed his free hand on one of the mounds, giving it a rub and firm squeeze that made Gordie wince and whine. “Hehe. Forgot how much I missed this ass,” Scourge said with a toothy grin. He pulled the mound he was groping the side, partially exposing the pink hole that was winking, as if Gordie was expecting it to be penetrated. And it was a correct assumption. Scourge wasn’t totally heartless and figured he would need some lube to ease things along for the both of them but he didn’t have any on hand. In order to remedy that he stroked himself faster until he was right on the cusp of his climax, his final action being him thrusting in between the fat, warm cheeks, getting his tip to press against the rim. It was then that Scourge snarled and began cumming, shooting his loads all over the rim and even partially inside thanks to the force. Him being a fire-type made his spunk even hotter than it would have been when coming from any other type. Once he was finished shooting his load, Gordie’s hole was more than sufficiently slathered coated in warm and slippery fluid, making it perfect for penetrating. Scourge was still fully erect and he got fully behind the granbull, positioning himself to actually fuck the shorter and chubbier canine pokemon. When he did it was via a sharp and sudden push forwards that made Gordie yelp. Even with the makeshift lubrication, he still had to endure the harsh ramming in of every inch that Scourge had to give, all of them being shoved in with enough force to rock his body forwards a bit. Scourge didn’t give the fairy-type the needed time to recover, taking it upon himself to thrust right back in, forcing the bulldog pokemon’s passage to take his length and girth. Gordie took the length down into his depths, struck by the dual sensations of discomfort and pleasure, the latter becoming stronger as more thrusts came his way. “Mmph!” Gordie exclaimed, his body still being rocked by the force of Scourge’s pumps, his hole being further stretched and forced to make room for the fire-type’s girth. For all of his groaning and clenching around the length, Gordie wasn’t complaining or telling Scourge to stop. While he was feeling embarrassment from being used by his brother in front of his bully and then having his brother offer that same bully his own body, there was also a sense of thrill from being used by them, one after the other. He could hear Brandon’s chuckles while Scourge was grunting in time with every rock of his hips. Scourge could feel the hole around his cock giving way, allowing it to freely slip back and forth while remaining snug around the thickness. Another groan came from the chubby fairy-type, the pain of being stuffed so full had nearly eased away entirely, allowing him to feel the flesh moving along, pressing against his walls and down on his prostate as well. The next thrust came with greater force and this put more pressure down on the prostate. The next sound that Gordie made was more akin to a moan. His hole clenched down firmly and from the fairy-type’s own cock came a spurt of precum, flying out from the tip and splashing onto the dingy floor. Scourge was hitting his tender spots without much effort, keeping him moaning and blushing from the sounds that he was making. That blush got even stronger when the pair of bigger canines were laughing even more at him. “Sounds like you want it even harder,” Scourge said. Without waiting for a response he proceeded to go even harder and faster, aiming to breed the submissive granbull’s fat ass after an entire summer, pistoning his cock in and out without mercy. His grunts and growls got louder in time with more effort being put in on his end. Plunging in deep, pulsing hard, and leaking precum, Scourge’s cock was reaching as far as it could each and every time. Gordie’s prostate along with all of the other tender spots inside of the chubby canine were touched and stimulated over and over again with intense pressure. This kept Gordie’s cock leaking more and more precum that was dripping onto the restroom tile floor. Between the touching of these sensitive spots and Gordie’s hole squeezing down in response, the pair were getting closer to their climaxes with every push. Scourge’s grunts were becoming louder and more aggressive while Gordie’s moans were becoming more intense and pitched. The chubby dog was shaking from feeling that he was ready to blow at any moment and Scourge wasn’t far behind at all. “Rrgh! Take my load, bitch!” Scourge snarled deeply and threateningly, slamming his cock down to the root one last time, keeping his balls pressed firmly to the granbull’s pair. The fire-type’s orbs were clenching up as they pumped their contents through the shaft and into the chubby fairy-type’s ass. Gordie could feel the hot and sticky stuff spraying his walls, sending waves of heat through him. The flesh swelled and throbbing hard against his already tender prostate was just enough to make Gordie cross that threshold as well. He came across the floor. Even if his cock was short, he was still firing off cum with admirable force, coating the titles with his pearly jizz. At the same time he was still feeling himself being filled up by the spurts of thick heat. Every drop of the houndoom’s load was taken, ending with another growl from Scourge as he slowly pulled out. “Nice..!” Brandon praised, lifting his hand. Scourge stepped up and gave him a high-five. “Think he can handle a little more?” the horned canine asked. “Oh definitely,” Brandon said with a smirk. “But I gotta take a piss first.” “Same,” Scourge said, feeling the need to go after blowing such a big load. “Got the perfect urinal right here,” Brandon said, clearly referring to Gordie still on the restroom floor, his body trembling as seed was leaking from his plump behind. They stepped up to him and Scourge reached down to get Gordie into a kneeling position and the two loomed over him, taking hold of their cocks and making sure that they were aimed at Gordie. The smaller canine wasn’t forced to stay in place. He could have easily moved if he wanted to but chose to remain there, still looking a bit dazed from the lingering effects of being pounded so hard and then cum inside of like that. Brandon was the first to grunt and let his bladder drain its contents. It came out heavy, splattering hot down onto Gordie’s pelt, instantly making it wet and smell of the other male’s grizzly scent. It was bleeding through his pelt, reaching his skin, making it just as warm and wet. Gordie groaned from the rush of exhilarating comfort that was washing over him. The bit of his own cum that got on his belly was washed away but his pelt remained soaked and strong smelling. Scourge began doing the same, letting out a satisfied groan as he released his urine as well, letting it splash out over another part of Gordie’s body that hadn’t already been doused in piss. Doing it together now, Brandon and Scourge were dousing the chubby canine with their combined piss. They started in one area each but started to move their cocks, adjusting their aim to cover more and more of the submissive fairy-type’s body. They changed their positions to better mark Gordie’s body, Brandon being in front and Scourge being behind. They resumed their pissing, now marking both sides of the short granbull’s at the same time, wetting even more of him, making the smell of the mixed pokemon canines’ urine even stronger. The excess was running off of him and was starting to pool on the floor. They were making sure that every part of him was covered, that the smell of them would be set deep into the pelt and others would be picking up on it later on. Now that they drained their bladders, the two picked up where they left off. Their cocks got fully hard again and they began to stroke them again. Gordie stayed exactly where he was, watching his brother pump his hand up and down his large meat. At the same time he could hear Scourge doing the same, jerking himself off while grunting with a deepening tone. From either side of him, musk was wafting out and flooding Gordie’s senses. The moans from the pair of bigger canines were becoming louder as they were gaining more pleasure from their stroking, using the fluids that already coated their lengths along with the precum that was freely leaking from their tips all over again, being used as extra lube to make their stroking all the faster and more intense with tighter grips and squeezes. Scourge was the first to blow his load, shooting more of his hot seed all over Gordie’s back side, first striking the back of the chubby granbull’s neck and then the rest of his backside. Brandon followed suit from the front side, coating just as much of Gordie, giving his brother a coating of musky seed on top of the strong smelling piss, making the entire restroom itself reek of their markings and Gordie himself was smelling even stronger. Gordie was a complete mess but was allowed to stand up and finally take his leave now that the pair of bullies had gotten what they wanted. Scourge got what he wanted and thanked Brandon for that before leaving as well. That left Brandon by himself to clean up the restroom, including the messes that had already been there and the new puddles of cum and piss that needed to be cleaned up now...