“Hey Duke!” Grey called as his head pushed through the loose boards of the fence corner. Spying the feral rottweiler lounging in the grass, his short black and brown fur shining in the sun.  

The rottweiler jumped up to his feet as Grey called out, “Hi Grey! Did you come to play? Or eat?… I think my owners are out until tomorrow, but there is some kibble left in my bowl.” He replied, bouncing up on his back paws playfully, stubby tail wagging excitedly, mouth hanging open in a canine grin at his friends fuzzy head peaking through the fence, h he cocks his head to the side.. 

“Oh all by yourself? I’m not all that hungry. Let’s play!” The wolf grins back and pushes the rest of the way through. Grey’s long legs pulling him through the hole in the fence his shaggy fur fluffing up as they slide past.

The rottweiler waited until the wolfs muscly body entered the yard before he pounced, his bulk bowling over the large wolf and sending both of them rolling into a pile of leaves. Duke’s short, shiny black fur contrasting with the wolfs shaggy shades of brown as they wrestled and played.

Each panting heavily as they settle down from their playful tussle. Duke licks his chops, mind ticking over the feeling in his gut and considering his friend. The heavy weight sinking in his stomach, “Did you want to come inside, get some water? Maybe we can rest on the bed instead?” Duke looks towards the house, nodding towards the doggy door.

Grey considers the offer, his head tilting as he eyes the door, if it fits Duke, it should fit him. “Why not?” He says, coming up his paws and following the rottweiler inside. His eyes trailing up Dukes backside, tracing the copper brown patterns on the inside of his leg up to Dukes hanging sack, the short black fur shimmering as they swayed with his gait, then further up under the stubby tail to his friends dusty pink tailhole as he ducked inside.

“Here’s the water dish and some kibble…” Duke nudged the two shiny silver bowls on the floor, “But there’s fresher water this way.” He pushed off down a hallway, his claws clacking on the tile floor of the bathroom as his head dropped into the bowl and lapped. 

Grey ate a few bites of the leftover kibble then followed, shouldering Duke out of the way as he lowered his head to drink the cool, clear water with great laps.

Suddenly aware of a shifting weight in his guts, the rottweiler licks his chops. “Hey Grey.” Dukes gaze wandered down his friends flank, his snout nudging up under the wolfs hind leg. His nose wiggling as he sniffed at the scents of the feral wolfs sheath.

The wolfs ear turns towards the rottweiler, his nose and face still in the toilet. Cock swelling as Duke’s hot, wet breath caressed the fur of his sheath and balls. Grey’s eye shifted, looking over the rim of the porcelain bowl, his tongue held behind his teeth as he listens.

“Uh, I’ve been wondering, for awhile now… I uh smelled something on you the other day, and uh….” His stomach groans and his ears fold back, “My sitter introduced something to me, I think you’d like… Jus... Just follow me. If you want.” Duke pulled back, and headed out, clicking claws fading as he transitioned back onto the carpet.

Grey, his thirst slaked, felt a new one welling up in his mind as he considered Duke’s words, rolling them around his mind as he trotted out after him. Following the scent of his friend until he found the rottweiler laying on the edge of bed in the master bedroom, “What did you want Duke?”

The feral rottweiler lifted his head as Grey entered, his stubby tail thumping into the bed, “Just, uh… sit on the floor, at the edge of the bed.” He waited for Grey, then rolled over, his hindquarters hanging over the side, aimed towards the seated wolf.

Grey’s head tilted as he stepped towards the indicated spot, “Oh? I was hoping you would…”, licking his lips in excitement, tongue trailing over sharp teeth, his mouth filling with drool at the sight of Duke. His gaze trailed down the feral rottweilers hindquarters, spotting his dusty black pawpads and clipped nails poking up into the air. Down those curled legs, and over his hanging sack, fat and bulging, shining in the mid-morning sun that peaked through the thin curtains of the room.

Duke wiggled and shifted, trying to get comfortable as he prepared. His eyes screwed shut, as he forced his body to relax. His paws curled up on his chest, back sunk into the soft sheets, dusty brown tailhole clenching and trembling as he strained. He felt something shift, then an arc of hot, yellow piss sprung from his cock, spraying up his stomach and over his chest, the rottweilers jaws parted as he pushed on his bladder, the arc intensifying until it landed into his own mouth. 

Greys dick hardened, red pointed tip poking from the depths of his sheath, he felt his nuts tightening. As the scent of warm briny dog piss filled the room, his ears picking up the sounds of it filling Duke’s maw. He stood, padding around to watch the foamy liquid pool and pour out of the corners of the rottweilers lips.

His eye caught Grey staring intently as warm frothy piss trickled down his cheek. His jaws clamped shut, sending a spray from between his lips. Swallowing, and panting as his piss stream died down, the arc trailing down his chest to pool on his stomach. Duke whimpers at Grey, “That, wasn’t what I wanted to show you… But, did you like it? I’m not done yet…”

“Mmmhmmm.” The wolf answers.

“Oh good. I have to shit so bad. My people gave me extra since I hadn’t gone in awhile. I was, uh saving. For you…”

“Oh?” Grey pads back around to Dukes hanging rear.

The rottweilers tail thuds against the edge of the bed, as he feels Greys hot, wet breath brush over his nuts and puff against his straining shithole. “Ye… mmmf, yeah.” Duke pants, his cock stiffening, pale pink tip prodding from his sheath, a droplet of sour piss hanging from the tip.

Behind and underneath him the feral wolf waited, jaws parted, heavy wet panting breaths brushing the rottweilers spiky tailfur. His tongue hanging, drooling in anticipation, eyes fixated on that pursing shitstar. His heart leaped as he saw it tent, dusty brown and pink giving way to dark wet brown, then glossy pink and red, gaping open to expose the damp, dark brown blunt tip of a turd before clenching shut.

Duke panted from straining, his tongue sliding out, swirling around his lips. His nose twitching and flaring as he scented the wolfs arousal layered ontop of his piss. Duke looked past his shoulder at the attentive wolf, eyes searching his face as he prepared to bear down. Another deep breath, a swallow, tasting the sour salty piss lingering in his throat. His mind trying to block out the Wolf’s hot, wet breath as it glazed his tailhole and nuts. A deep sigh, then teeth grit in strain, Duke bore down again.

*Sssspppppppuffffffffffst*

A soft, hissing fart sprayed Grey’s nose and hanging tongue with rancid wind. his eyes watered, sinuses rebelling against the sting. But he only stepped closer, jaws dropping open as Dukes crevasse clenched close in its wake. Unable, or unwilling to stop himself Grey’s tongue slid out, licking from the base of Dukes tail up to his greasy shitbox, there he pressed it flat feeling each bump and crease against his slobbery tastebuds. He felt it purse, kissing the flat of his tongue before a quaking fart rattled his teeth. The flavors of predigested kibble and tablescraps, mixed with grit, fur, and intestinal grease peppered his tongue.

*Braaaappppttttt*

Duke panted, his asshole relaxing as Grey’s tongue lathered it. The soft licks on his sensitive hole sending shivers of pleasure through his groin. His dick swelled in its sheath, throbbing in sympathy with the beat of his heart, the pointed pink tip dribbling precum with each pulse. He rolled his hips, sliding back against Grey’s probing tongue. “Mmmmfff.” He whimpered needily gathering his will to push on his guts again, and forcing a deep bassy fart into Grey’s waiting mouth.

*FRRAAAAAPPPPPTTTT*

Before Duke’s starfish could close again, Grey shoved his tongue into the oily hole feeling it press against the hard, blunt tip of the rottweiler’s shit. The gutslime coating its exterior slimy and greasy against his tonguetip, Grey felt his excitement rising. He hardened his tongue, worming it against the log of filth in his friends guts, feeling a nugget detach from it as he did. His tongue curled, scooping the semihard, gritty pebble out into his mouth. He pulls back from Dukes ass, watching it close in absence of his tongue, his lips connected to the rottweilers shitbox by a discolored string of saliva. He rolls the nugget around his tongue, letting the slimy coating dissolve from its surface in his drool.

Duke whimpers as he feels Grey’s tongue slip from his turdcutter the wolfs snorting breath cold on his spit wet shitbox. His dick fully hard, protruding from its sheath all pink and slimy throbbing in the light. His piss slit oozing creamy canine precum onto his belly. He grunts, pushing softly on his stomach and his asshole, lubed by Greys slobber, bulges open, expelling a feted torpedo of dog crap, a thick amalgam of shiny dark brown nuggets, their edges rippling through his fudgy starfish in a squelchy slip, before it tumbles down, letting out a solid thunk as it hits the floor. 

Greys breaks through the nugget with his front teeth, the flavors of bitter gritty shit exploding in his mouth as Dukes turd falls to the floor. His eyes follow its decent, sad that he missed catching it, though not for long as Dukes asshole blossoms open. He darts in, jaw held wide under Dukes tail as the second car of the rottweiler shit train exits the station. The bubbles of gutslime popping and crackling along its length as it emerges, the dense tube extending, growing, until its twice as long as the stubby tail below, before collapsing under its own weight into the wolfs parted maw. He chomps down onto Dukes freshy baked gut chocolate, relishing as that gritty fiberous log explodes across his teeth, the bitter, earthy, scat  mixing with drool to slime between his gums. His eyes fixing on the ragged end still protruding, and growing towards him.

*ssspppppUUUUUTTTTTTTTRRRp*

Duke grunts, bearing down, pushing out a loud fart in the wake of the second half of his log. There is a breif respite, then he whimpers, as his tailhole slams open, and lets out softer, yellowish brown shit, streaming out to coil onto Grey’s chewing muzzle. His nuts clenching in sympathy with his push, pushing streamers of sticky canine precum to coat his chest.

The wolf lets his face be painted with that soft, crackling rope of rancid shit. The warm slimy coil piling, then sliding down his snout before he opens his jaws to catch more of Dukes creamy sour crap. The yellowish brown tube fills his throat like so much softserve, bulging he cheeks, and sliming out over his lips. He takes a moment to enjoy the flavors before launching himself on his hindlegs, placing his front paws on either side of the shitting rottweilers chest. He looks down at Duke, panting, tongue lolling out of his parted jaws, then opens his own maw, dropping half chewed shit onto the housepet. He shifts, cock out parting the soft rope of Dukes shit as he hunches, lining up his angry pointed tip with the shitting dogs asshole.

Dukes eyes snap open as he feels the wet splat impact his mouth, immediately filling his throat with his own sticky, drooly shit. He snorts, eyes meeting Greys own just as the wolf thrusts home. His breath hitches in his chest, and he chokes on his own shit as he feels the wolfs not unwelcome intrusion.

“You shit so sexy Duke.” Grey leans down, licking some of the slimy slurry from the rottweilers face as his cock plugs the flow of creamy dogshit. The warm slimy crap lubing the way for the wolfs massive dick to plunge the rottweilers tight passage.

Duke swallows, his stomach fighting against the warm, creamy, half chewed shit for a moment before lust wins over. Eyes half lidded, he looks back up at Grey, his neck arching, tongue slipping out from between shit stained lips to slid along the wolfs offwhite teeth. Licking bits of predigested food from between those ivory cones. “Kiss me like people do…”  

Grey obliges, his jaws parting as he decends over the rottweilers own open mouth. Their tongues sliding, writhing, dancing between parted jaws, sucking and swallowing filth stained drool, lungs filling with shit tainted breath. The wolf hunches in, his cock lodging deep within Dukes shitbox, sheath pushed back, soft, creamy shit spilling out around his girth.

Duke whimpers, his guts trying to push out Grey’s dick along with the rest of his shit, only succeeding in massaging the wolfs cock inside him. His own out, pissing precum into the wolfs long soft bellyfur. His stomach clenches fighting against the shitty meal, gripping Grey’s cock inside, tugging and rolling as his guts roil, and metallic drool fills his throat. The rottweiler lets out a rumbling belch directly into Greys parted jaws, bile tainted wind layering onto the foul stenches already suffused in the room.

Grey pulls back, his cock sliding partway free of Dukes slimy shitbox, bringing with it a coating of canine waste that eases his way back in. He grunts as the rottweilers guts grip his cock, eyes widening as the belch balloons out his cheeks. 

Duke swallows down the bile, and lets out a huff, “Breed my shithole Grey, *hurk* fuck my shit full of wolf pups.” His tongue sliding out to lick along Greys muzzle as he begs.

The churning of Dukes guts, the salty, earthy, and bitter flavors of his shit, the layered stenches of piss, cum, shit, and bile filling his sinuses. Its too much and Grey hunches into the housepet, his nuts slapping wetly into the churned crap coating the rottweilers tail. His cock throbs, knot swelling locking him into the warm, tight confines of Dukes fudgy colon. The wolf lets out a howl as he starts to cum, spraying heavy jets of wolf seed into the rottweiler below him.

Dukes eyes roll back, tongue lolling out of the side of his parted jaws. His own cock lodged, squished between them shooting his own load in tandem with the wolfs thick pulses. He whines as jolts of euphoria ripple up his spine and crash into his mind with orgasmic bliss.

Grey bites into Dukes shoulder as he hunches into him again, his nuts pulsing as they unleash thick jets of cum. His orgasm rippling, and reverberating through his skull with each hearty fountain of wolf cum. His muscles go rigid as he locks in, hunched into the tight warm embrace of Dukes colon. Hot, heavy breaths of dogshit tainted air, filling his lungs as he pants, reveling in the way Duke’s guts churn and massage the length of wolf dick inside him hungrily milking every last drop of cum. He lets out a wuff as his legs give out and he collapses ontop of Duke.

The pair lay, panting, taking hot heavy breaths of the dogshit tainted air, licking at eachothers mouths as orgasm ebbs and Grey’s cock softens and slips out of Dukes ass.

*schlorp*

Duke whimpers, his asshole clenching and pursing at the absence of Grey’s dick as the wolf slides off of him. He grimaces, his body going rigid as a watery fart spurts free of him. 

*Spppuuuttttttttttttt* *fffrrrrrrppptttttttt*

Grey’s ears perk, and he lifts his head from the bed, tilting as he watches Duke cover his face with a paw. He smirks, then climbs to his feet stepping over the still prone rottweiler, sheath dangling over the housepets face as he lowers his muzzle towards Dukes rear and takes a lick of the shit tainted wolf cum leaking from his well fucked hole.

Duke lowers his paw, his eyes fixating onto the furry sheath swaying above him, marveling at the light brown furry tube, slicked with runny shit, and the reddish pink tip poking out. His breath catches in his chest as Grey’s tongue slipped over his sensitive asshole. He blinked and the tip poked out further.

Grey’s lips fasten around Duke’s leaking asshole, his tongue flicking out to slide along the distended rim of his freshly fucked shitbox. His own thick, creamy, metallic cum coating his tastebuds as it drools from Dukes fuckhole, the bitter, earthy taste of freshly churned canine crap mixing in his throat. He murmurs in appreciation of the flavors as it fills his maw.  

Dukes lips part, mouth hanging open, nose flared and eyes wide as Grey started to piss. A few dribbles at first, falling lamely onto his chest, then trailing up to splash over his neck and chin as the stream intensified. His head dropped, adjusting to catch the hot, sour stream as it spattered over his face. Grey’s frothy piss stabbing into his nose, giving him a healthy dose of acrid wolf urine straight into his sinuses, before the arc settled into his open mouth. Gamy, briny, stinking wolf piss, flowing over his teeth and past his gums, washing out the flavors of drooly dogshit on his tongue and pooling in his throat to overflow his lips and down his cheeks.

*tick tick patpatpatpat* *Fssssssttttttttttttttt*

“Mmmf, keep shitting my cum out while I mark you… I hope you’re thirsty.” Grey shifts, his back legs spaying out as he leaned into Dukes mouth and dug his tongue deeper into Dukes hole. The long pink appendage lapping, spooning and scooping every bit of slimy cum and shit from the house-pets rectum.

Dukes mouth closed, taking three swallows before he got Grey’s piss down, all while the stream continued to drum into his muzzle. He opened his mouth again lifting his head close, his tongue sliding out to cradle that thick wolf sausage, lifting his piss spraying tip guiding it between his pursed lips, suckling and drinking that hot, salty stinking wolf piss straight from the tap.

Grey moaned into Dukes asshole, as the pressure lessened in his bladder, loosening something else. His stream paused as a rippling fart bubbled from his ass. His ears pinned back, eyes closing in relief as the heavy weight in his gut slid further down. 

*Braapt*

Again his mouth filled, and he pulled back letting Grey’s stream paint his face and overflow his open mouth as he gargled the foamy piss. Duke’s hips rolling involuntarily, cock throbbing from its sheath, humping up into the air as he wallowed in the wolfs stream.

Grey felt his bladder deflate as the last few spurts made their way into Dukes thirsty mouth, he held himself there, letting Duke suck the last few drops from Grey’s urethra. Arching as he felt the rottweilers tonguetip hardening and pressing into the sloped tip of his sensitive cock. Grey shuddered as he felt it wedge into his cum slit to sop up any acrid salty piss that lingered into his tastebuds. 

Duke sucked Grey’s cock, his eyes closed against the fluffy, furry thighs bracing his head. His tongue sliding underneath, slipping between dick and sheath. Pulling, guiding the furry sheath against his lips and pushing it down the wolfs slick cock, as his hefty balls churned and came to a rest on his forehead.

Grey lurched, his rocket slipping fully into Dukes maw at the sudden suction. He grimaced, and pulled against it, dislodging his dick from the rottweilers mouth. “Mmmf, not yet. Stay there.” He scooted down his tail raising as his back arched. The wolf settled, trying to ignore the cold, wet, slobbery cock bouncing between his legs as he focused on his guts.

Duke whimpered as Grey’s dick popped from between his lips, confusion crossing his features, but he stayed in that position. His eyes darting to the slobber dripping cock hanging over his head, watching a drip of brown tainted drool slide down the slick, red rocket. Time seeming to slow down as it pooled, wobbling, dangling from the very tip before the dick passed from view. His gaze arced up, following the wolfs hanging sack as it passed, his tongue sliding out to lick along those churning balls tasting the fur, and briny musk coating them through the salty piss on his tongue. Then up under that passing tail as the wolfs haunches folded around his face, pressing his nose against the sweaty, grimy base of his tail.

*Braaaaapppppttttttttt*

Grey grunted, his asshole pursing open as a quaking fart blasted the rottweiler below him. His eyes closing in pleasure as he felt the pressure lower and Duke’s tongue press flat against his pursing fartbox. He sighed, the tenseness of his muscles flooding out of him. Grey’s attention was drawn to Duke’s flailing legs and swelling cock between his front paws. His head cocked, ears perked, and he bore down again.

*FFFRRAAAAPPPPPTTTTTTTT*

Duke choked on the rancid wolf farts, his lungs burning in the sulperous stink, that clawed its way down his throat. His body fighting against his mind, as his tongue traced along every lobe and crevasse of Grey’s rumbling tailhole. 

Grey watched as Duke’s cock oozed precum in sympathy with his fart, a smile forming on his face as he bore down once more. The wolf grunting as his asshole spread open inside Duke’s warm wet lips, the sensitive flesh of his colon bulging out against the rottweiler’s hard teeth.

*SSSSSPPPPPPPRRRRAAAAAAPPPPPTTTTTTTTT*

Duke stilled as a hot, crackling turd filled his maw. The dense, hard end stabbing against the roof of his mouth. Tentatively his tongue felt along its length, probing into the cracks and creases between each compacted nugget of wolf shit. His jaw tightened, and lips pursed as the wolfs gutslime coated his tongue and oozed down his throat. 

Grey snorted in exertion, feeling his asshole spread wide around the thick rocky turd. The clench of each breath taken in, the push as he breathes out sending jolts up his spine as it ground against his hole. He sighed as the rottweilers slobbery lips and tongue began to massage the tender flesh of his tailhole.

Duke pushed his tongue along Grey’s shitlog, sliding up underneath, the tip wedging into the wolfs bulging shitbox. His spit and drool melting the filthy grit, lubing it as his tongue explored the edges of that taught passage, pressing, massaging, prying even as he sucked on the colonic torpedo bulging from the wolfs shithole. 

Enjoying the hot, steamy breaths of the rottweiler against the base of his tail, feeling the pillar of shit tilt and flex in his guts as Duke’s tongue bathed it. Grey let out and took in a long breath before he bore down again, pushing against the solid weight in his guts, teeth bared in strain as it started to move. He grunted, pushing harder.

*Shhhhuuuuuuppppptttttt* *BRAPPPT*

The log wiggled, then shot out, jamming into the back of Dukes throat, and launching Grey up off him. The following fart stabbing down into the rottweilers nostrils, bathing his sinuses with intestinal wolf grease and shotgunning his face with bits of foul grit.

Grey’s jaws parted in relief his tongue hanging out, as half stood, hunched over the choking rottwiler’s face. His asshole fluttering open and closed in absence of that dense turd. He sighed, eyes half lidded, as a rope of yellowish brown fell from beneath his tail, piling and coiling over Duke’s muzzle and face. 

Duke had but a moment to get a breath before the world went dark. Creamy, stinking wolfshit sloughed down his face. It oozed into his nose, over his eyes, slopped down his forehead, and into his ears.

Grey looked down between his legs, spying the thick, rocky turd standing tall and proud in the center of his mess, like a candle in the center of a chocolate cupcake. His dick still hard from Duke’s earlier attention throbbing anew at the lewd sight of the housepets state. He shifted back, feeling the ragged end of his shit caress his nuts as they passed over top. His cock slid against the side of his warm turd, knocking it slightly askew as it smeared along his shaft. There Grey stopped, feeling the filthy knots of shit that made up that pillar against the sloped tip of his cock as it bobbed beneath him. 

Dukes world was shit, his mouth filled with the sharp bitter flavor of Greys dense turd, each greasy pebble digging into his tongue as the hard end filled his throat. His nose stuffed with runny, sloppy shit, that eked through his sinuses and gripped every fiber of his scent glands with rancid, earthy smells. His ears, caked with crap, every pop, and crackle of escaping gas reverberating through his eardrums. His eyes, closed against the wolfshit piled over his skull. His lungs burned with held breath, and yet he’d never been more turned on. He kicked, legs flailing uselessly, humping up awkwardly, his dick hard and pulsing, pissing precum onto his belly as the turd shifted in his mouth.

Grey took a deep breath, centering himself, tempering his excitement, before he dipped down. His cock lodging into the ragged end of his turd, shoving it down Dukes throat as he sank. The hot mass, hard against his dicktip, slowly sinking, swallowed by the rottweiler below. He felt his cock tip pass Dukes lips, the teeth lightly grazing his shaft in his decent into the cesspool of Dukes throat.

Duke held his throat open, taking the long thick turd deep, his cheeks ballooning out and leaking displaced filth as Grey’s cock plunged in. The rounded, spit melted nuggets of shit sliding replaced by the smooth, thrumming length of the wolfs cock. Stinking sludge squising down his nostrils as the wolfs hefty balls came to a rest on his nose. He swallowed then, his lips pursing, kissing the edge of Grey’s furry sheath.

Grey pulled back from the warm, disgusting cockhole that was Dukes maw, his dick sliding free, the angry red wolf shaft lined with brown streaks of slobbery shit where it wasn’t scraped off by Duke’s lips, pausing, his tip held just inside the housepets sucking lips, then plunged back down, again and again. Humping, thrusting, fucking Dukes sewer of a mouth, the tingle of orgasm building, his cock swelling, nuts tightening, each thrust climbing onto the last towards the zenith.

Duke wished now, more than ever he had hands, if only to jerk off with while Grey fucked his throat. His head sinking into the filthy bed with each thrust, only to bounce back up, following the wolfs cock as he pulled out, meeting halfway down again.

Greys knot swelled, slipping through Dukes lips to halt in place as the rottweilers tongue wrapped its base. A low howl slipping out as the sensation sent him over the edge, the orgasm ripping up his spine and sending staticky echoes through his mind. Each jet of cum corresponding to a ripple of pleasure that reverberated through his skull. His jaws hanging open, tongue out, thick, glistening ropes of drool running from his throat as his nuts unloaded into Duke’s sewerpipe of a stomach. As his orgasm ebbed, the sounds of the house crept in, a ticking clock, the rattle of the fridge’s compressor, the soft murmer of running water from the toilet. He panted, legs shaking as his muscles went to jelly in the aftermath of his orgasm. He slumped, his cock slipping out of Dukes mouth as he tumbled to the soft sheets of the bed. But before he could get too comfortable, a jingle, keys in a lock. His eyes shot open and tumbled off darting down the hallway to escape outside.

Adrenalin wearing off as he slipped through the fence, his sharp hearing picking up a feminine voice from inside, followed by the distinct sounds of a dog vomiting.

“What the fuck Duke!” 

*Hurk* *Spluurrrkkk* 

“Fuck, you could of at least waited until I got naked...”