The club was completely empty as far as you could tell.


You’ve been here many times. The crowds of men hooting and hollering would normally drown out all the music that would play but tonight, you could hear it as plain as day. Slow smooth jazz just before the real heavy stuff would come around. 


How many weeks of paychecks did this take to save up? Two? Three? Five? You lost track after so long. You didn’t know if it was something to be proud of or not. You didn’t care what others thought. You got what you wanted.


“Pay me the amount I want and you get the whole damn place to yourself and HIM all to yourself bub. Do that and you get your rocks off as much as you want. You do anything to fuck him up, I fuck YOU up, capache?”


That was the agreement between you and the boss of the joint. You couldn’t help but laugh at the other people who’d see the sign said closed but you were here with your prize. The source of your fantasies. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you remembered the note you sent with everything you wanted him to do and not do before coming out.


You checked the time and saw you only had five more minutes of anticipation left. 


Mist began to pour out from behind the curtains of the main stage. You crossed your legs in an attempt to hold back your erection but it only grew stronger as you desperately tried not to focus on it. You slowed your breathing down, wanting to savor the moments before things got stronger. Your heart beat was still powerful but you couldn’t slow it down much more. 


The minutes counted down.


Three minutes, seven seconds.


Two minutes, twenty-two seconds.


One minute, forty-eight seconds.


Before the last thirty seconds passed, slow music took over the room, the smooth jazz now gone. It was a slow power song, subtle base lulling you into it. The beats felt like they were resonating with your own heart. Bump, bump, bump, bump…


Finally he came out from behind the curtains, you watched the stud stroll out.


Scooby doo. The legendary great dane who came to this place for extra money, attention and sometimes more if he was in the mood or paid well. He strolled out like he owned the place. For all you know, he did. The feral formed canine looked at you with a smile that left you weak in the knee’s. He looked you over, taking note of your crossed legs and your wide open eyes as you looked over him. Scooby sneered at you as he turned around, showing off one of the big things you’d hoped he’d done for you.


Barely being restrained by his big frame, a pair of stretched out red speedos. His thick doggy donut was as clear as day in the thin fabric. He pushed his upper body down and raised his ass up, giving you a better view and seeing the single article of clothing stretch out further, barely holding together or holding back the thick bulge protruding from beneath. You could see the outline of his pride but the tight clothing kept everything together.


You took a deep breath and realized Scooby followed up on your other request. He didn’t shower and you couldn’t practically feel his earthy musk wash over you and fill the room. The single light on him gave you a perfect look at his glistening coat, showing just sprinkles of water on it.


Scooby lowered his ass and turned to walk towards the pole. He licked his lips and laughed. You were confused until you realized your mouth was open like a hungry frog. You closed your mouth, wiping the bit of drool that just managed to escape.


The music started to get really heavy now and with it, so did the sexually charged great dane.


You watched him raise his body onto the pole, leaning against it for a few seconds, shaking his haunches in tune to the beat. He spins around on it slowly, showing off his thick body.


        “Rou rike rhis?” He asked with the same smile as before. 


        “Y-yeah.” You stutter. Your voice felt so little in front of the big canine. The way he looked at you, the way he talked to you… You couldn’t tell if he was belittling you or not but it didn’t matter. You open your legs up to show off your own bulge through your pants. “I like it a lot.”


        “Hmp.” He let out an almost impressed laugh as he continued to dance on the pole. Thrusting his hips up to the sky right into your direction. He points his crotch in your direction and you take the opportunity to put your nose right into the bulge. It felt so hot, like it could easily burn your face if you enjoyed yourself too long. It was strong. Wild. Like an animal should be. 


You let your zipper down and you slowly pull your meat out, allowing yourself to fully enjoy the erotic display. Every stroke, every smooth pull was enough to finally satisfy that urge that’s been lingering since you first saw that paw appear on stage. You took it nice and slow, not wanting to waste a single moment of your time alone tonight. 


        “Rot Rad.” The complement left your already thick cock throbbing more as the dirty dancing dane continued gyrating its hips into your face. Occasionally, he’d come close enough for you to press your nose against the bulge in the front or the juicy back end of his ass.He’d stay still as you pressed your nose against them, staying still for only a few seconds before pulling away and getting back into the swing of things. His hips bucked, his tails swished. You could tell he was enjoying himself.. The mutt was panting, looking at you with a smile as his tongue hung out of his mouth. If it wasn't the look on his face, you could see the front of his speedo growing bigger and bigger, just barely being contained.


        “Rid a road of rhis!”


Just as he said that, you watch the thin fabric slowly rip with an ear catching sound only to  watch as the horny mutt flexed everything below the belt all at once. His ass, his haunches and most of all his thick cock, all exploded outward. You watched the thick doggy dick swing right in front of your face, brushing you down in the thick pungent smell. 


He turns around again to flex his now free donut, waving it in your face like its your one and only meal. 


Throwing away your inhibitions and go to the stage, burying you face into the erotic feral dancers hole, sticking your tongue into the dark reaches of the dances ass. He pushed back, grinding and giggling as you taste the thick aroma filling your mouth. 


Not satisfied with just that, you pull back on his cock take the meat stick into your mouth and eagerly sucking on it from behind with your nose stuck in his hole.


        “Re-ehehehehehe!” Scooby laughed while he fucks your eager mouth throat with his fat red cock. The tangy flavor washed over you, true unwashed beastly pleasure taking over your mind as your free hand strokes you off harder and harder.


To reward your wait and hard work, you feel the knot begin to swell against your lips before a sharp salty bitter flavor fills your throat. You can’t stop yourself from letting out your own spunk onto the stripper ple area. Your muscles clench without your permission but it only makes it all the more powerful. Your nuts tighten up as Scooby forces you to take him, smothering your nose and face with his haunches and fat ass. 


        “Bghshhhh…” Your words come out gargled as you try to speak between the pungent loads of spunk flooding your throat and spilling out the sides of your mouth. You fall back to your chair, burping as your now full stomach enjoys the hot protein meal.


        “Rhat ras a rood rne!” He laughed as he shook his ass at you again, waking up and teasing your half hard cock.


The rest of the nigh is nothing but a blur of sex, screams and foutains of cum. 


In your eyes, money well spent.