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Co-authored with DezTheWolf", "writing": "A Friendly Game Of Pool\n\natmosphere. The Pit's bar wrapped around two walls of the squat brick building. Rex, the young, toned German Shepherd tended the bar, pouring beer and chatting with the regulars. The other corner of the large rectangular room taken up by dimly lit booths, mostly empty. Just as the bear remembered, the center of the room was dominated by two pool tables, lit by a flickering florescent light that shone through a cloud of cigar smoke over the players' heads. The bear slung the bag containing his cue over his shoulder and made his way to the bar station.\n \n\"A pitcher of your best piss,\" the bear cracked, reaching across the bar to thump the bartenders back in a friendly hug.\n \n\"Sparky's Blue Ribbon it is,\" replied the German Shepard, with a grin. Paws expertly pulled the pitcher of the swill and slid it across the bar with a single frosty glass. \"Haven't seen you here in a while, not since you broke the sink with that kid actually. You been OK?\"\n \n\"Been busy - school's kicking my ass. Dorian dropped by a few weeks back and reminded me I needed to make a habit of coming back here. I figured I'd drop in, play a few games of pool.\" The bear poured a pint out of his pitcher and took a swig.\n \n\"You lucky brat, the wolf came and saw you? Been too long since he came to visit me. Well, when I am off the clock any way.\" The shepherd blushed a bit and licked a scar on his muzzle. \"And you got lucky, that monster stayed in town. He's actually in the john now, so if you really want piss, I served him his favorite drinks all day.\" The pup winked as his canine paw pointed at one of the booths by the pool tables, the familiar beat-up biker jacket hanging over the edge of the table accompanied by two empty pitchers and a glass. \"Oi! 'Nother round here, pup,\" quipped the shep', teasing the wolf's growling accent. Dropping back to his normal cheery voice, \"You should play soon if you are going to play at all, we close in 45 minutes, last call coming sooner than that.\"\n \nThe bear chuckled and walked over to the table, putting the pitcher and second glass down before fiddling with the case containing his pool cue. Quickly withdrawing and screwing together the two halves the bear was sighting down it when Dorian's nine-foot frame emerged from the men's room, or to more accurately say the only rest room at The Pit.\n \n\"Well, looky who came on by.\" Dorian smirked and stomped to his table, wearing tight leather harness, a rare sight, as he was usually only spotted sporting the bike jacket and denim pants.\n \n\"D!\" exclaimed the bear, leaning his cue up against the edge of the booth before stepping towards the wolf, meeting him halfway in a big bro-hug. Balled fists thumped each other's backs.\n \n\"Hey teddy, how ya been? Yer eye ain't still smartin', is it?\" The wolf brushed the fur up, looking to see the scars he had left on the bear's face over the years. His eyes lit up with pride when he spotted the freshest one, a line running from just in front of the bear's eyes down his muzzle at an angle, nearly reaching to the base of of the bear's nose.\n \n\"Nah, healed up in a week. You'll have to try harder next time.\" The bear's face tilted into the probing paws, angling to give his past tormentor a clearer look at his handiwork.\n \n\"Hah! Sure, teddy. I'll give it to ya anytime.\" The wolf's lips pulled back into a grin, exposing a muzzle full of sharp white teeth.\n \n\"Rex says you've been here all day. I didn't know you played pool.\" The bear reached back to pour a pint out of his pitcher into Dorian's empty glass a then turned to hand it to the wolf.\n \n\"Nah, suck at it. Who knew, can hit balls all day, but still can't get one in a hole.\" The wolf chuckled, taking a playful swing at the bear's groin, pulling it back into a grope rather than a solid hit.\n \n\"Funny, I've never seen you have that problem before,\" teased the bear without so much as the slightest flinch. He doffed his black leather riding jacket and tossed it on the table on top of the wolf's. Meaty paws gathered the balls and racked them tightly, leaving a perfect triangle, begging to be broken. The bear picked up his cue and went to dust it, gesturing at the wolf he should break the virgin table. \"So how have you been? Surprised to see you still here in Seattle. I thought you were headed down the coast?\n \nDorian grunted, taking one of the cue's from the rack by the tables. \"Yea, decided to stay fer a bit. Migh' have a job lined up down here.\" The wolf was oblivious as he set his cue on the felt and aimed for the cue ball. \"Watch me make a mess of things...\" Dorian growled and made a strong, amateur stroke that missed its mark and sent only a few balls scattering across the table.\n \nThe bear barely suppressed a snicker. \"I would have expected more finesse from someone of your... talents. What kind of job?\" Glancing down at the table the bear made his way around to the other side. Lining up his shot he gave a deft flick of his thick wrist, knocking the purple four ball into the corner pocket the wolf was standing in front of. \"Solids!\"\n \nThe wolf glared, his groin very near the pocket the four rocketed into. \"Finesse, huh?\" Sparky seemed to revel a little in the wolf's discomfort as Dorian continued, \"Leatherwork. Little kink shop in SoDo makes custom harnesses 'n slings 'n stuff.\" The wolf thumbed at the harness he was wearing and beamed proudly.\n \nThe bear smiled across the table as he lined up for another shot, sinking the green 6 into the same pocket. \"I was wondering where that came from. You were never that into leather back in Alaska were you? I could see you being good with that. You were always good with your paws\"\n \n\"Eh, I've gotten inta all sorts of gear of late. Spices things up, keeps it from gettin' boring. Mos' boys don't keep it interestin' like mah' teddy. One little punch and it's practically a restraining order.\"\n \n\"CLOSING TIME COMING UP!\" bellowed Rex. \"Last call - order 'im' if ya want 'em\". A few of the regulars raised their hands, looking for one last shot to tide them over on their trip home. Without any indication from the boys, two pitchers of beer materialized in their booth, both pint glasses refilled to brimming.\n \n\"Good boy, that Rex. Shame he can't take hits like you, pups got quite th' ass.\" The wolf teased, going and draining his glass before pouring himself another. \"Was a good screw, but I wanna break him inta some more exciting fun. May have ya help. Seems to be friendly to ya.\" The wolf watched the shep's ass a bit between these next words, smirking. \"Yeah. Gonna have ta take him fer a trip if the bar won't fall without him.\"\n \n\"I'll bet him being vanilla you want to hit him even harder, you twisted fuck,\" smirked the bear, taking a third shot, and just missing sinking the two ball. \"Game's to you\"\n\n\"No!\" Dorian gave his obviously fake victim look. \"What kinda wolf ya take me fer?\" Dorian chuckled and dropped the act. \"Wanted ta leave 'im a puddle of dog, but not break him. Not yet. woulda stayed longer, but he couldn't walk. I was headed north at the time, so left.\"\n \nThe 'closing rush' over, patrons started slowly filtering out of the dive bar. Rex walked by the pool table \"Boys, you don't need to be in a hurry - finish up your game while I close up.\" The dog's fur bristled as he stepped near the wolf, but he went off and started his closing tasks.\n \nThe wolf lined up to take his turn, nicking the cue ball, sending it swirling into the corner pocket, the other balls on the table untouched.\n \n\"Go on, try again on that scratch. I wouldn't want to beat you toooooo bad.\" The bear didn't even come close to containing his smirk this time.\n \nThe wolf bristled at the jab, flashing angry eyes at the bear. He fished the white ball from the pocket and put it down on the table, trying to decide what shot to take. Lining up with the 11 he took his shot, hitting the target, but with the 11 missing side pocket by a good margin.\n \nSparky glanced up, realizing that other than Rex washing glasses and the bouncer sweeping, the two were alone. Striding around the table, blue eyes analyzing the balls he lined up with the orange five ball and sank the shot, cue ball coming to rest against the dark red seven ball, inches from the side pocket.\n \nAs the bear lined up his shot the wolf's cue reached out, snapping it up swiftly between ursine legs into the bear's nuts just as he took the shot. The seven balls rocketed in to the hole, followed immediately by the cue ball.\n \n\"Hey!\" yelped the bear, \"no fair!\"\n \n\"Sorry, thought the point ta the game was ta go fer balls?\" Dorian tapped the tip of his cue suggestively up against the bear's groin.\n \nThe bouncer smirked, finishing his sweeping and putting the broom away in the closet next to the bar. He locked the back door and said \"I'm outta here boys. Lock the front door behind ya. Be good, especially you...\" The boar glared at Rex momentarily before waving and heading out the front. The three could hear him starting his bike before peeling out into the cool night.\n \nRex tossed the last set of glasses into the tiny dishwasher and poured out three shots, walking over to the pool table. Handing one to each of the men before raising his own glass. \"To great sex\" he toasted in a hopeful tone before clinking glasses with the pair and downing his shot.\n \nDorian growled, downed his shot, and then looked the dog over, grinning. \"Good sex? Well, 'm sure there may be some. If ya can handle it.\" The wolf gave a playful slap to the dog's muzzle.\n \n\"I can take it.\" Rex said eagerly, smiling brightly and standing his ground, but when Dorian launched a full swing, pulling back the would be monster blow at the last second, Rex flinches and falls back onto the table behind him. \"Gah! What was...\"\n \n\"I'm not so sure you can 'take it', pup\" cracked Sparky, putting his pool cue gently down on the table. \"Have you even seen the stud's cock?\"\n \nRex nodded, ears flushing darker. \"I took it once but... but...\"\n \n\"Not looking ta play house and fuck the wife missionary style again, pup. Gonna have fun, but gonna leave marks. Ya want some more than the one on yer kisser, stand yer ground. Sparky likes ta play rough, and I can't hold back when near 'im.\" Then with an evil glint in his eye, \"Or you could just watch and wait yer turn.\"\n \nThe dog made eye contact, first with the bear, who simply smirked at him. Then trailing to lock eyes with Dorian, he cowered slightly, realizing the wolf meant business. The pup's brain finally finished processing everything the wolf had said, suddenly filling with lust. He replied at long last. \"Wait, so I can watch?\"\n \nNot waiting for Dorian's response Sparky put down his cue and stepped over to the wolf, coming to face the larger frame in front of him. Sparky was wide and with a bulky build, but the wolf towered at least a foot above him, and packed more muscle than needed. Sparky grinned, eager to see Dorian's exhibitionist tendencies spur on what he hoped would be a particularly sadistic performance. The bear's muscular arms reached up, paws settling on the thick leather harness hugging the wolf's chest. Pulling the wolf forward he kissed, the ursine tongue probed at the wolf's mouth, performing a dance with its canine counterpart.\n \nReturning the kiss Dorian dropped his pool cue, letting it gently roll up against Sparky's. His arms reaching down to pull the bear's undershirt up, thumb grasping at the fabric while finger claws ruffle back fur and gently scratched at the skin underneath. He pulled back from the kiss and pulled the white shirt over the bear's head, tossing it lightly on Rex.\n \nComing to the sudden realization he was still awkwardly frozen on the table, Rex grabbed at the shirt, and scrabbled down, sitting in one of the chairs behind the table. He brought the shirt to his face, sniffing lustily at the damp armpits. Eyes locked on the couple, he watched, he waited, eager to be witness to the acts his own spirit could not handle. From his own experience and Dorian's sadistic rough-and-tumble porn star reputation the boy was unsure of what was to come.\n \nThe bear's shirt no longer in the way the pair embraced. Sparky's beefy chest and soft belly rubbed across the wolf's defined abs, nipples chafing slightly on the leather harness. Dorian bent slightly to kiss at the bear again, paws dropping to grope the bear's meaty ass.\n \n\"Take off those pants,\" the wolf growled commandingly as he broke off the kiss and reached over and grabbed his pint glass, refilling it again. \"Gonna fill 'ya so full of ma piss, teddy.\" The wolf chugged the beer.\n \nSparky dropped his jeans and stepped out of them, cock springing to attention. The bear's 9\" cock was at half-mast already. Taking another two steps forward, he knelt, bringing his muzzle to the wolf's groin. Sniffing deeply through the wolf's jeans, Sparky inhaled the sweaty, masculine scents. He made loud snuffling noises, putting on a teasing show for the dog, the wolf's musk sending a very real thrill through the bear's spine. Sparky's paws grasped at the button of the jeans, eager to free the prize within. Quickly undoing the button, he peeled back the fly exposing the tip of Dorian's tapered cock emerging from its fuzzy sheath. The bear's sniffing continues, tongue darting out to lick at the cock head before bobbing his muzzle down to get a nose full of the wolf's sweaty balls.\n \nPutting down the now emptied mug, Dorian grinned at the bear and petted his ears roughly in one paw. \"Good, now ya know what ya need ta do b'fore ya get yer piss, yeah?\" Eyeing the bear as he worked, Dorian gave a lewd display of himself, turning just enough to show Rex a peek the contents hidden just behind the fly of his jeans.\n \nSparky's sniffing faded to licking. The bear tugging down Dorian's jeans a few inches to let the thick ursine tongue lap at the wolf's balls, cleaning every drop of their sweaty musk from them before slowly traveling up Dorian's sheath to again lap at the tip of the wolf's cock. Seemingly unable to restrain himself to lapping, the bear's mouth closed around the wolf's shaft, sucking at it eagerly, teasing a few more inches of cock out of its sheath.\n \nEntranced with what he was watching, Rex's paw dropped slowly to his pants, groping at his now rock hard cock straining against his jeans. The pup's paw undid the button fly, revealing a black 7\" pole fully emerged from its sheath. The German Shepard slowly started to masturbate as he watched the couple before him.\n \nSniffing at the air and detecting a fellow canine's sex musk, the wolf glared to his audience. The glare dissolved into a grin as e chuckled and leaned his head back, willing his member to grow, if only to show what his pure wolf blood had given him, and to put the dog in his place. \"Been a while since I seen yer's, Rex. Is it cold?\" Rex whined at this, though kept his muzzle zipped, remembering the scar Dorian had left on his muzzle for backtalk during their prior encounter. Thinking of their prior encounter thrilled Rex%3B the wolf hadn't been what he would have called a gentleman. In fact Dorian had downright scared the pup, but for weeks after their encounter he had fantasized about another encounter late at night while alone in his bed. The roughness and fear turned Rex on in ways he didn't quite understand.\n \nSparky eagerly sucked at each inch of the wolf's cock as it emerged from its sheath, the corners of his muzzle pulling upwards into a grin at the wolf's teasing. Thrilling at the taste of droplets of precum, Sparky's cock quickly swelled to full attention, bobbing between his knees. Both bear paws tugged down on Dorian's jeans, pulling them down to the wolf's ankles.\n \nFreed of his pants, Dorian pulled Sparky off his member, lifting him in one paw by the side of his neck, the other pulling back and balling. Rex gasped the balled up paw rocketed right toward the bear's face, connecting with a thud and knocking the crouched bear down onto his back. But the dog was even more terrified when the wolf turned toward him and cracked his knuckles. \"Come, pup, I have something else for you to see. No sense making a mess on the carpet\" Yelping and trying to scoot away, Rex was instantly seized by his scruff and heartlessly pulled to the grimy restroom. Sparky grinned as he lifted himself from the floor to follow the pair.\n \nAs the trio entered the dimly lit bathroom the bear smirked when he saw the new porcelain sink gleaming in the corner. Dorian roughly threw Rex against the stall door, eliciting a yelp from the Shepard and a metallic groan from the door. Sparky obediently dropped to his knees in front of the urinal%3B eager for what he knew came next. \"Let's have a pitcher of your finest,\" Sparky quipped, grinning. Leaning forward he engulfed Dorian's thickening member in his mouth, tongue lapping at the smooth underside.\n \nDorian growled as he starts to unleash his golden stream. Suckling eagerly at the wolf's cock, Sparky started swallowing in gulps, a tiny dribble of the wolf's urine escaping the side of his muzzle. Rex stared entranced. The pup had fantasized about watersports before, but never actually seen piss play himself, much less experienced it.\n \nDorian gave a playful thrust, jabbing his cock head into the back of Sparky's throat causing the bear to cough, a small spray of urine erupting from his mouth onto the wolf's groin and the smooth concrete floor of the bathroom. Quickly recovering the bear continued eagerly suckling, gulping down the seemingly endless stream of piss.\n \n\"Good boy, show the pup how to drink from the tap.\" The wolf growled with a cruel grin, gripping Sparky's mohawk to keep him where he was as the stream continued for some time. All the while Rex watched the bear swallow. The pup's paws again found their way to his cock, massaging at it excitedly. The pup's strokes keeping pace with the bobbing of the bear's adams apple as each gulp of piss went down the bear's throat.\n \nThe stream subsiding, Sparky swallowed the last dregs of the wolf's foul piss load, and finally pulled his drenched muzzle from the wolfs groin. The bear looked up with a grin. \"Pitchers are great and all, but damn, beer is always better warm and straight from the tap.\" Looking over at Rex quivering by the stall he continued, \"You want some, don't you?\" Without waiting for an answer, Sparky rose and covered the short distance to Rex, bending down to deeply kiss the German Shepard. The pup froze at first, but almost immediately relaxed, returning the kiss, tasting the wolf's salty piss still fresh in the bear's mouth. Their tongues entwined, canine and ursine teeth clicking and gnashing. Rex strained his tongue to get the last traces of urine from the back of Sparky's throat. Dorian watched the two with a grin, his paw lowering to tease at his cock, pulling the still soft knot from his sheath, exposing the full foot-long member.\n \nFinally breaking the kiss the bear stood and strode from the restroom. \"Come, we have a game of pool to finish.\" Dorian followed behind, with Rex pausing to eagerly lick errant drops of piss from the filthy floor before scurrying back into the main room of the bar to see the rest of the show.\n \nRex rounded the corner just in time to see Dorian toss Sparky roughly against the pool table, sending balls flying. \"Oh look, I won this game. Guess even us older bastards can learn a thing or two.\" Picking himself up Sparky turns to face Dorian, grinning from ear to ear.\n \n\"Does that mean I get a rematch?\" The bear's paw balls into a fist and flies at Dorian's chest plate just above the cross point of the harness, connecting with a meaty thud.\n \n\"Hey, hey, you get your rematch,\" Dorian said calmly, the punch only pushing him back a few inches. \"But I get to break again.\" The wolf set up the table, producing a sloppy rack. Picking up Sparky's cue he calmly lined up his shot. \"Keep the pup company, will ya?\" Dorian grinned wickedly, waiting for sparky to turn toward the dog. Waiting for only two steps, the wolf straightened and took a swing to put professional base ball players to shame, cracking the cue diagonally over Sparky's back with a harsh echo, half of the cue spinning off, clattering against chairs and tables on its way. The blow sent all 300 pounds of bear sprawling into Rex, the pair tumbling to the floor. Grunting the bear picked himself up, wincing as his paw reached down to pull up the German Sheppard. Turning to face the wolf, he grinned, a tiny trickle of blood coming from his nose, cracked on the table on his way down.\n \nSparky licked at the blood, then with an even wider grin \"That was my good cue, ass.\"\n \n\"That cheap thing? Broke on yer back like a tooth pick.\" Dorian kept a firm grip on the thick handle of the cue still in his paw, watching the bear as he teased.\n \n\"Only a brute like you would appreciate raw strength over balance and finesse.\" The bear launches forward, bending to slam into the wolf's belly with his shoulder, knocking him back onto the pool table. Although he fails to lose his grip on the pool cue, the wolf is caught off guard, exhaling sharply from the dual impact of the bear crashing into him, and the pool table slamming into his back.\n \nRex whined, fearing that the pair were starting a drunken brawl. He had helped break fights up before, but this was simply wild and other patron was as feared as Dorian. Unsure of what to do he took a seat in a near by table, wiping piss from his goatee with the back of his paw and watching intently.\n \n\"You fuckin' bitch,\" Dorian spat, pushing Sparky away and rising to his footing. Swinging the handle of the cue like a club, he connected with the bear's face. Sparky's head snapped back at the neck, a splatter of blood arcing upward, landing on the floor in an uneven line. Blood quickly welled up from his lip, cut on the bear's canine by the blow. The bear shook his head a few times, eyes blinking slowly.\n \n\"That's more like it. Again!\" The bear's stance widened, bracing himself for another impact. Rex's eyes widen at the statement. The bear couldn't want more of this could he?\n \nDorian grinned toothily, taking a steady stance as he readied his next swing. Muscles snapped to, hurling the end of the cue at Sparky's chest, Rex gasped as the bear took no evasive actions and let it connect again with a crack. The bear grunted on contact with the cue, but quickly straightens up and proudly demands \"more. Again!\"\n \nDorian's eyebrow arches, this was rough, even for Sparky. \"Ya got it Teddy.\" The cue rocketed to Sparky's chest again, this time powered by all the inertia and weight the 9 foot tall wolf could muster. The cue connected with a grinding crack sending Sparky stumbling and doubling over in pain with a loud yelp. The wolf tossed the cue aside and watched his handiwork for a moment, Rex going pale but jerking all the more as he watched. Slowly righting himself the bear's paw gingerly feels at his chest, wincing as he explores what felt like a cracked rib. The masochist in Sparky wanted more, but a voice in the back of his head was screaming \"enough!\" Tears streaming down his face the bear made eye contact with Dorian, bright blue bear eyes meeting the fiery red stare of the wolf. High on a rush of endorphins, the bear croaked \"again.\"\n \nWeapon discarded, Dorian raised his paws and balled them into fists, rocketing one for the bear's right shoulder, hitting the meaty trapeziums and weakening the arm. Another yelp escaped the bear's muzzle, his other arm raising to claw at Dorian's chest with a snarl, leaving a parallel set of angry red scratches from the wolf's shoulder down to the edge of his harness.\n \nGrowling and stepping back, tail sweeping the edge of the pool table, Dorian looked at his own blood, red eyes glinting madly as it seemed only to spur him on, bringing a toothy grin to his muzzle. \"My, still fighting, huh, teddy? Gotta make sure you know your place!\" Dorian sent a brutal hook into Sparky's right side, connecting where a bruise was already forming from the last blast of the cue. This time there was no mistaking the grinding crunch of bone on bone that sounded with the thud of the blow%3B the wolf had broken the cracked rib completely. The rib floated in the bear's chest, held loosely in place by torn tendon and cartilage.\n \nSparky crumpled from the blow, landing on his knees screaming in pain. Bright white light filled the bears vision, his entire world becoming the sensation of pain. The bear is much slower to stand this time, unable to fully straighten him up and stand proudly. Each breath brings searing pain to his right side. Holding his right arm slightly inward, paw at his stomach to relieve the pressure, the bear looks up at Dorian again. Sparky's eyes and grimace betraying just how much pain he's in. \"Fuck. FUCK!\" The bear's words echoed loudly through the empty bar, voice strangled by his pain. Neither of the canines could tell if he was making a demand, or just trying to swear the pain away. The outburst subsided bear lowered his head submissively. Sparky was beat, and it showed.\n \nRex looked on, freezing his pawing at his own cock. From when he'd tried the wolf on for size himself he knew he was rough, but this was an order of magnitude more than his twisted little dog brain could have ever imagined. He had often found himself wishing he could take a punch from Dorian without dissolving into a whimpering mess, but this... This was primal. This was hot. This was almost too much for Rex to even watch.\n \n\"Ya see that pool table teddy? Why don't you get it set fer a game, huh? About time I left my balls worth in yer pocket.\"\n \nSparky slowly limped over to the pool table, sweeping the balls away from the near end with his left arm. Grunting the bear turned to sit on the edge of the table. Gently leaning back, trying not to strain his rib he laid down to expose his meaty ass to the wolf. Shifting his weight to as comfortable of a position as he could manage, the bear kicked his legs up invitingly.\n \n\"Fuck me,\" demanded the bear. Sparky's bright blue eyes locked with Dorian's, a mix of lusty need and intense pain.\n \nDorian stepped up and ground his hips up against the bear's ass, putting his right paw down roughly on the broken rib, grinding at it to carry his next words home. \"That how my bear asks to be bred? Thought I was the one making demands tonight?\"\n \nThe finger's pressure was almost too much for Sparky, who screamed again before begging \"I'm sorry sir! Please, fuck me, Sir,\" through his sobs. Rex winces at the bear's scream. He remembered breaking his arm as a pup, and how agonizing that was. How the bear was horny in light of this sadistic treatment was beyond the dog's comprehension.\n \nDorian let up on the pressure on the abused bear's chest and knelt, nosing at the bear's ass before lewdly bringing his tongue across the pucker and taint, slicking it some. The rimming elicited a pleasured moan from the bear. Dorian continued rimming his prize, preparing him to be taken by the member that oozed precum right onto the floor, leaving musk there for tomorrow's patrons to drool and fantasize over. The wolf's paws gripped at the back of Sparky's thighs, digging his claws in, piercing the skin and dragging them downward leaving bright red streaks, welling up with blood\n \nThe wolf's tongue lapping at his hole sent chills through the bear's body. Moaning he gasped \"I need you in me Dorian\".\n \nYielding to his friends need to be taken, the wolf stood and pressed the tip of his member to the bear's pucker, snarling some before bucking in a fourth of the length in without pause. \"Fuck... so tight...\" smirking as he worked his member in deeper. Dorian kept watch on Rex from the corner of his eye, grinning as his show made the pup drool.\n \nSparky gasped at the sudden fullness, moaning out the breath slowly, trying desperately not to breathe heavily and further strain his rib. \"Fuck Dorian, FUCK.\"\n \nDorian made sure not to disappoint his audience, driving his flesh in deep into the moaning and begging bear, his thrusts getting stronger with time as he worked deeper into his prize. When the still soft knot met the bear's ass, the wolf started bucking in long strides, pulling all but the pointed tip in and driving in until the knot again met the strained pucker, worker it in deeper on each thrust. \"Good boy... Fuck... Watchin', pup? Better remember just... how bad... fuck, you want it, cuz I may be just... just as... fuck, teddy!\" Dorian lost himself as he pounded Sparky, giving up on his taunting of Rex as he worked his member in deeper, the widening rod of flesh grinding at the bear's prostate.\n \nThe intensifying thrusts elicited winces from Sparky, each one pulling at his ass and shifting his weight against the pool table, grinding at his broken rib. The bear started growling deeply, arm rising to pull at Dorian's belly fur, desperate for every inch of wolf cock. The paw grasped the wolf firmly and pulled Dorian in to the knot.\n \n\"Fuck, teddy... yer gonna... Fuck it!\" Feeling his knot start to swell, Dorian pushed it in with the rest of his length, driving in deep and growling lowly, teeth bared as he allowed the massive flesh swell inside of his prize, unable to pull back. Sparky yelped as the knot popped into his pucker, rocking him back against the pool table, his rib sending searing pain through his abdomen. With only the ability to fuck the bear shallowly, Dorian bucked rapidly to keep his climax fast on approach, growling as the knot ground against the bear's prostate even more, forcing Sparky's rod to drool precum onto his belly.\n \nTears streaming down his face, the bear begged, \"I need your cum Dorian. Fuck.\" Moaning and gnashing the air with his bloody muzzle, Sparky made every available sign he was ready, that he needed to be filled, needed to be marked by the wolf's load.\n \nWith a harsh snarl, Dorian bucked in deep and let off, the tip of his member sending the seed in deep into his battered prize as Rex watched, eyes wide in a twisted and eager expression. Dorian was only delighted to push in deeper for show, the seed pressing back against his knot as it had been met with resistance going deeper. The wolf punched downward, connecting sharply with Sparky's bloody muzzle, slamming the bear's head back into felted slate surface of the pool table.\n \nPushed over the edge by Dorian's cum and the new wave of pain in his face, Sparky's cock immediately matched the wolf's explosion, spraying musty bear seed over his chest, an errant rope of cum landing on the pool table. The bear's chest heaving with his orgasm sending more waves of pain through his body, strangled sobs escaping his mouth between gasped breaths.\n \nThe waves of cum subsiding, the pair locked eyes. \"Fuck, I needed that,\" moaned the bear, still impaled on Dorian's cock, ass stretched by the wolf's grapefruit-sized knot. \"Thank you.\"\n \n\"What?\" Rex had finally broken his silence, and his speech was hoarse and shook a bit. \"You... You enjoyed... but... could have killed you... and...\" Rex looked from Sparky's face to Dorian's, seeking answers.\n \nDorian smiled his usual cocky grin and waved for Rex to come to him. \"Come're kid, need ya ta do somethin' fer me. Gonna help clean up, hear?\"\n \nThe German Shepard timidly approached the pool table, looking down at the bear's load splattered on his belly and the table. He bent down to lap at the bear's load, canine tongue cleaning it from the bear's thick belly fur. The licking was cautious at first, but quickly the pup abandoned the caution to eagerly work his tongue for every drop of the bear's seed.\n \nDorian watched, tied to sparky, as Rex dutifully cleaned the seed from his friend's front. \"Dogs, such loyal and dutiful beasts.\" Rex grinned as he worked, but yelped as his hair was gripped and his face driven into the broken rib. The sudden pressure ground the two pieces of his rib together cruelly. Sparky screamed again, left paw reflexively batting at Rex's head to no effect. Dorian chuckled wickedly as the bear writhed and the struggling of the dog trying to get away only made things worse. \"But little bitch like you are always so good at cleaning the mess, aren't you? Licked the floor for piss and now you only cause pain as you go for seed. It is really amusing.\" The wolf's sadism driven to new peaks by the exhibitionist thrill he got from such a terrified audience.\n \nThe bear's agony reached new levels, his brain slowly running out of endorphins. Beyond screaming, a defeated moan escaped Sparky's muzzle. Between whimpers he begged \"Please, Dorian. No more.\"\n \nGrinning with the realization he'd finally bested the bear's limit, Dorian pulled Rex's head roughly upward, sparing Sparky's chest. The wolf had a new task for the dog%3B \"Get under and clean me 'nd his hole.\" Dorian threw Rex to the side, releasing his hair and sending him sprawling next to the pool table. The wolf half lifted his tail and widened his stance, preparing Rex to service him.\n \nRex whimpered, looking to Sparky, feeling like he had unintentionally hurt the bear. Deciding that obedience might spare the bear further pain, he rose and set about his new task, cleaning the bits of seed that had pressed past the knot, probing with his long canine tongue to drink every drop from the abused ass and wolf balls. When he had finished licking Dorian clean of errant seed, Rex was appalled when the wolf braced his paws against the table to brutally push backwards, eliciting another pained yelp from the bear as he yanked his knot out, tearing viciously at the bear's abused sphincter. Warm wolf seed spilled onto Rex's muzzle and the floor.\n \n\"Pup, g'na clean us both. Think teddy 'ere needs some tender care.\" Dorian thumped Rex roughly on the back, knocking his muzzle into the edge of the pool table before going to sit in a nearby chair to admire his work, chuckling as he saw a slight line of red in the seed trailing from Sparky's rear, likely torn by the violent dismount.\n \nQuite overcome with barked orders, Rex obediently lifted himself to shove his muzzle into Sparky's cheeks, lapping at the salty hole. His tongue snaked into the bear, eliciting moans as the bear's legs slowly dropped down onto the German Shepard's back. Once he was quite sure he'd gotten every strand of cum he stooped to lap up the bits that had spilled on the floor before turning to admire Dorian. Fear filled the pup's eyes%3B he was scared to approach the wolf.\n \n\"If yer done with him, get yer pretty muzzle over 'ere 'nd get to work,\" barked the wolf threateningly, his lip rising into a snarl. Cowed, Rex approached, and dropped to his knees, paws reaching up to grasp the slowly softening knot and guide the tip of the wolf's cum-covered cock into his mouth. Unable to fit more than half of the fat cock in his mouth, Rex made a few bobbing motions with his head before pulling the cock out to lick it from base to tip, slurping it clean.\n \nRising he turned to see Sparky slowly standing, grunting as his feet hit the floor. The bear was hunched over, unable to stand straight, right arm pulled tightly into his side. \"Help me with my pants kid,\" motioning at his clothes strewn through the bar. The pup obediently gathered the bear's clothes and helped him ease into them.\n \nHobbling over to the seated wolf the bear bends as far as he can, beckoning the wolf to cover the rest of the distance for a kiss. Dorian is only too happy to stand and meet the bear in a kiss, paws wrapping around Sparky's head.\n \n\"Ya never disappoint, teddy.\" Dorian gently kissed his battered bear again, rumbling happily.\n \n\"Damn Dorian - I needed that. Nobody beats me like you do. Never gone this far before.\"\n \n\"You... You two are nuts... So jealous...\" Rex handed Dorian's jeans to him and sat nearby, member still throbbing with need from his excitement tonight.\n \nBreaking from the embrace Sparky turned to Rex. \"You drove here tonight?\"\n \n\"Yes?\"\n \n\"Good - I need a ride home. No fucking way I can wrestle my bike right now.\" The bear's hunched over posture echoing his statement.\n \n\"No shit, you crazy bear. Of course I'll drive you. Still on Elm?\"\n \n\"You get my teddy home safe, pup, or yer not gonna like when ya see me next. I am heading out. I will call Boris and have 'im take your bike home. Gimme your keys guess I should leave now ta go get 'im.\" The wolf straightened his harness and pulled on his jeans and his jacket. He accepted the motorcycle key Sparky held out before fishing a cell from his pocket and walking out. Moments later the roar of his own bike let them know he was peeling off for the boar's home.\n \nLooking over at the pup, Sparky grinned weakly and put his left arm over the dog's shoulder, relaxing some of his weight into the German Shepard's frame. \"Grab a bottle of something strong. I'm going to need your help wrapping this when we get home.\" Walking by the bar to grab an unopened bottle of 151, they left, locking the door behind them.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A Friendly Game Of Pool

atmosphere. The Pit's bar wrapped around two walls of the squat brick building. Rex, the young, toned German Shepherd tended the bar, pouring beer and chatting with the regulars. The other corner of the large rectangular room taken up by dimly lit booths, mostly empty. Just as the bear remembered, the center of the room was dominated by two pool tables, lit by a flickering florescent light that shone through a cloud of cigar smoke over the players' heads. The bear slung the bag containing his cue over his shoulder and made his way to the bar station.
 
"A pitcher of your best piss," the bear cracked, reaching across the bar to thump the bartenders back in a friendly hug.
 
"Sparky's Blue Ribbon it is," replied the German Shepard, with a grin. Paws expertly pulled the pitcher of the swill and slid it across the bar with a single frosty glass. "Haven't seen you here in a while, not since you broke the sink with that kid actually. You been OK?"
 
"Been busy - school's kicking my ass. Dorian dropped by a few weeks back and reminded me I needed to make a habit of coming back here. I figured I'd drop in, play a few games of pool." The bear poured a pint out of his pitcher and took a swig.
 
"You lucky brat, the wolf came and saw you? Been too long since he came to visit me. Well, when I am off the clock any way." The shepherd blushed a bit and licked a scar on his muzzle. "And you got lucky, that monster stayed in town. He's actually in the john now, so if you really want piss, I served him his favorite drinks all day." The pup winked as his canine paw pointed at one of the booths by the pool tables, the familiar beat-up biker jacket hanging over the edge of the table accompanied by two empty pitchers and a glass. "Oi! 'Nother round here, pup," quipped the shep', teasing the wolf's growling accent. Dropping back to his normal cheery voice, "You should play soon if you are going to play at all, we close in 45 minutes, last call coming sooner than that."
 
The bear chuckled and walked over to the table, putting the pitcher and second glass down before fiddling with the case containing his pool cue. Quickly withdrawing and screwing together the two halves the bear was sighting down it when Dorian's nine-foot frame emerged from the men's room, or to more accurately say the only rest room at The Pit.
 
"Well, looky who came on by." Dorian smirked and stomped to his table, wearing tight leather harness, a rare sight, as he was usually only spotted sporting the bike jacket and denim pants.
 
"D!" exclaimed the bear, leaning his cue up against the edge of the booth before stepping towards the wolf, meeting him halfway in a big bro-hug. Balled fists thumped each other's backs.
 
"Hey teddy, how ya been? Yer eye ain't still smartin', is it?" The wolf brushed the fur up, looking to see the scars he had left on the bear's face over the years. His eyes lit up with pride when he spotted the freshest one, a line running from just in front of the bear's eyes down his muzzle at an angle, nearly reaching to the base of of the bear's nose.
 
"Nah, healed up in a week. You'll have to try harder next time." The bear's face tilted into the probing paws, angling to give his past tormentor a clearer look at his handiwork.
 
"Hah! Sure, teddy. I'll give it to ya anytime." The wolf's lips pulled back into a grin, exposing a muzzle full of sharp white teeth.
 
"Rex says you've been here all day. I didn't know you played pool." The bear reached back to pour a pint out of his pitcher into Dorian's empty glass a then turned to hand it to the wolf.
 
"Nah, suck at it. Who knew, can hit balls all day, but still can't get one in a hole." The wolf chuckled, taking a playful swing at the bear's groin, pulling it back into a grope rather than a solid hit.
 
"Funny, I've never seen you have that problem before," teased the bear without so much as the slightest flinch. He doffed his black leather riding jacket and tossed it on the table on top of the wolf's. Meaty paws gathered the balls and racked them tightly, leaving a perfect triangle, begging to be broken. The bear picked up his cue and went to dust it, gesturing at the wolf he should break the virgin table. "So how have you been? Surprised to see you still here in Seattle. I thought you were headed down the coast?
 
Dorian grunted, taking one of the cue's from the rack by the tables. "Yea, decided to stay fer a bit. Migh' have a job lined up down here." The wolf was oblivious as he set his cue on the felt and aimed for the cue ball. "Watch me make a mess of things..." Dorian growled and made a strong, amateur stroke that missed its mark and sent only a few balls scattering across the table.
 
The bear barely suppressed a snicker. "I would have expected more finesse from someone of your... talents. What kind of job?"  Glancing down at the table the bear made his way around to the other side. Lining up his shot he gave a deft flick of his thick wrist, knocking the purple four ball into the corner pocket the wolf was standing in front of. "Solids!"
 
The wolf glared, his groin very near the pocket the four rocketed into. "Finesse, huh?" Sparky seemed to revel a little in the wolf's discomfort as Dorian continued, "Leatherwork. Little kink shop in SoDo makes custom harnesses 'n slings 'n stuff." The wolf thumbed at the harness he was wearing and beamed proudly.
 
The bear smiled across the table as he lined up for another shot, sinking the green 6 into the same pocket. "I was wondering where that came from. You were never that into leather back in Alaska were you? I could see you being good with that. You were always good with your paws"
 
"Eh, I've gotten inta all sorts of gear of late. Spices things up, keeps it from gettin' boring. Mos' boys don't keep it interestin' like mah' teddy. One little punch and it's practically a restraining order."
 
"CLOSING TIME COMING UP!" bellowed Rex. "Last call - order 'im' if ya want 'em". A few of the regulars raised their hands, looking for one last shot to tide them over on their trip home. Without any indication from the boys, two pitchers of beer materialized in their booth, both pint glasses refilled to brimming.
 
"Good boy, that Rex. Shame he can't take hits like you, pups got quite th' ass." The wolf teased, going and draining his glass before pouring himself another. "Was a good screw, but I wanna break him inta some more exciting fun. May have ya help. Seems to be friendly to ya." The wolf watched the shep's ass a bit between these next words, smirking. "Yeah. Gonna have ta take him fer a trip if the bar won't fall without him."
 
"I'll bet him being vanilla you want to hit him even harder, you twisted fuck," smirked the bear, taking a third shot, and just missing sinking the two ball. "Game's to you"

"No!" Dorian gave his obviously fake victim look. "What kinda wolf ya take me fer?" Dorian chuckled and dropped the act. "Wanted ta leave 'im a puddle of dog, but not break him. Not yet. woulda stayed longer, but he couldn't walk. I was headed north at the time, so left."
 
The 'closing rush' over, patrons started slowly filtering out of the dive bar. Rex walked by the pool table "Boys, you don't need to be in a hurry - finish up your game while I close up." The dog's fur bristled as he stepped near the wolf, but he went off and started his closing tasks.
 
The wolf lined up to take his turn, nicking the cue ball, sending it swirling into the corner pocket, the other balls on the table untouched.
 
"Go on, try again on that scratch. I wouldn't want to beat you toooooo bad." The bear didn't even come close to containing his smirk this time.
 
The wolf bristled at the jab, flashing angry eyes at the bear. He fished the white ball from the pocket and put it down on the table, trying to decide what shot to take. Lining up with the 11 he took his shot, hitting the target, but with the 11 missing side pocket by a good margin.
 
Sparky glanced up, realizing that other than Rex washing glasses and the bouncer sweeping, the two were alone. Striding around the table, blue eyes analyzing the balls he lined up with the orange five ball and sank the shot, cue ball coming to rest against the dark red seven ball, inches from the side pocket.
 
As the bear lined up his shot the wolf's cue reached out, snapping it up swiftly between ursine legs into the bear's nuts just as he took the shot. The seven balls rocketed in to the hole, followed immediately by the cue ball.
 
"Hey!" yelped the bear, "no fair!"
 
"Sorry, thought the point ta the game was ta go fer balls?" Dorian tapped the tip of his cue suggestively up against the bear's groin.
 
The bouncer smirked, finishing his sweeping and putting the broom away in the closet next to the bar. He locked the back door and said "I'm outta here boys. Lock the front door behind ya. Be good, especially you..." The boar glared at Rex momentarily before waving and heading out the front. The three could hear him starting his bike before peeling out into the cool night.
 
Rex tossed the last set of glasses into the tiny dishwasher and poured out three shots, walking over to the pool table. Handing one to each of the men before raising his own glass. "To great sex" he toasted in a hopeful tone before clinking glasses with the pair and downing his shot.
 
Dorian growled, downed his shot, and then looked the dog over, grinning. "Good sex? Well, 'm sure there may be some. If ya can handle it." The wolf gave a playful slap to the dog's muzzle.
 
"I can take it." Rex said eagerly, smiling brightly and standing his ground, but when Dorian launched a full swing, pulling back the would be monster blow at the last second, Rex flinches and falls back onto the table behind him. "Gah! What was..."
 
"I'm not so sure you can 'take it', pup" cracked Sparky, putting his pool cue gently down on the table. "Have you even seen the stud's cock?"
 
Rex nodded, ears flushing darker. "I took it once but... but..."
 
"Not looking ta play house and fuck the wife missionary style again, pup. Gonna have fun, but gonna leave marks. Ya want some more than the one on yer kisser, stand yer ground. Sparky likes ta play rough, and I can't hold back when near 'im." Then with an evil glint in his eye, "Or you could just watch and wait yer turn."
 
The dog made eye contact, first with the bear, who simply smirked at him. Then trailing to lock eyes with Dorian, he cowered slightly, realizing the wolf meant business. The pup's brain finally finished processing everything the wolf had said, suddenly filling with lust. He replied at long last. "Wait, so I can watch?"
 
Not waiting for Dorian's response Sparky put down his cue and stepped over to the wolf, coming to face the larger frame in front of him. Sparky was wide and with a bulky build, but the wolf towered at least a foot above him, and packed more muscle than needed. Sparky grinned, eager to see Dorian's exhibitionist tendencies spur on what he hoped would be a particularly sadistic performance. The bear's muscular arms reached up, paws settling on the thick leather harness hugging the wolf's chest. Pulling the wolf forward he kissed, the ursine tongue probed at the wolf's mouth, performing a dance with its canine counterpart.
 
Returning the kiss Dorian dropped his pool cue, letting it gently roll up against Sparky's. His arms reaching down to pull the bear's undershirt up, thumb grasping at the fabric while finger claws ruffle back fur and gently scratched at the skin underneath. He pulled back from the kiss and pulled the white shirt over the bear's head, tossing it lightly on Rex.
 
Coming to the sudden realization he was still awkwardly frozen on the table, Rex grabbed at the shirt, and scrabbled down, sitting in one of the chairs behind the table. He brought the shirt to his face, sniffing lustily at the damp armpits. Eyes locked on the couple, he watched, he waited, eager to be witness to the acts his own spirit could not handle. From his own experience and Dorian's sadistic rough-and-tumble porn star reputation the boy was unsure of what was to come.
 
The bear's shirt no longer in the way the pair embraced. Sparky's beefy chest and soft belly rubbed across the wolf's defined abs, nipples chafing slightly on the leather harness. Dorian bent slightly to kiss at the bear again, paws dropping to grope the bear's meaty ass.
 
"Take off those pants," the wolf growled commandingly as he broke off the kiss and reached over and grabbed his pint glass, refilling it again. "Gonna fill 'ya so full of ma piss, teddy." The wolf chugged the beer.
 
Sparky dropped his jeans and stepped out of them, cock springing to attention. The bear's 9" cock was at half-mast already. Taking another two steps forward, he knelt, bringing his muzzle to the wolf's groin. Sniffing deeply through the wolf's jeans, Sparky inhaled the sweaty, masculine scents. He made loud snuffling noises, putting on a teasing show for the dog, the wolf's musk sending a very real thrill through the bear's spine. Sparky's paws grasped at the button of the jeans, eager to free the prize within. Quickly undoing the button, he peeled back the fly exposing the tip of Dorian's tapered cock emerging from its fuzzy sheath. The bear's sniffing continues, tongue darting out to lick at the cock head before bobbing his muzzle down to get a nose full of the wolf's sweaty balls.
 
Putting down the now emptied mug, Dorian grinned at the bear and petted his ears roughly in one paw. "Good, now ya know what ya need ta do b'fore ya get yer piss, yeah?" Eyeing the bear as he worked, Dorian gave a lewd display of himself, turning just enough to show Rex a peek the contents hidden just behind the fly of his jeans.
 
Sparky's sniffing faded to licking. The bear tugging down Dorian's jeans a few inches to let the thick ursine tongue lap at the wolf's balls, cleaning every drop of their sweaty musk from them before slowly traveling up Dorian's sheath to again lap at the tip of the wolf's cock. Seemingly unable to restrain himself to lapping, the bear's mouth closed around the wolf's shaft, sucking at it eagerly, teasing a few more inches of cock out of its sheath.
 
Entranced with what he was watching, Rex's paw dropped slowly to his pants, groping at his now rock hard cock straining against his jeans. The pup's paw undid the button fly, revealing a black 7" pole fully emerged from its sheath. The German Shepard slowly started to masturbate as he watched the couple before him.
 
Sniffing at the air and detecting a fellow canine's sex musk, the wolf glared to his audience. The glare dissolved into a grin as e chuckled and leaned his head back, willing his member to grow, if only to show what his pure wolf blood had given him, and to put the dog in his place. "Been a while since I seen yer's, Rex. Is it cold?" Rex whined at this, though kept his muzzle zipped, remembering the scar Dorian had left on his muzzle for backtalk during their prior encounter. Thinking of their prior encounter thrilled Rex%3B the wolf hadn't been what he would have called a gentleman. In fact Dorian had downright scared the pup, but for weeks after their encounter he had fantasized about another encounter late at night while alone in his bed. The roughness and fear turned Rex on in ways he didn't quite understand.
 
Sparky eagerly sucked at each inch of the wolf's cock as it emerged from its sheath, the corners of his muzzle pulling upwards into a grin at the wolf's teasing. Thrilling at the taste of droplets of precum, Sparky's cock quickly swelled to full attention, bobbing between his knees. Both bear paws tugged down on Dorian's jeans, pulling them down to the wolf's ankles.
 
Freed of his pants, Dorian pulled Sparky off his member, lifting him in one paw by the side of his neck, the other pulling back and balling. Rex gasped the balled up paw rocketed right toward the bear's face, connecting with a thud and knocking the crouched bear down onto his back. But the dog was even more terrified when the wolf turned toward him and cracked his knuckles. "Come, pup, I have something else for you to see. No sense making a mess on the carpet" Yelping and trying to scoot away, Rex was instantly seized by his scruff and heartlessly pulled to the grimy restroom. Sparky grinned as he lifted himself from the floor to follow the pair.
 
As the trio entered the dimly lit bathroom the bear smirked when he saw the new porcelain sink gleaming in the corner. Dorian roughly threw Rex against the stall door, eliciting a yelp from the Shepard and a metallic groan from the door. Sparky obediently dropped to his knees in front of the urinal%3B eager for what he knew came next. "Let's have a pitcher of your finest," Sparky quipped, grinning. Leaning forward he engulfed Dorian's thickening member in his mouth, tongue lapping at the smooth underside.
 
Dorian growled as he starts to unleash his golden stream. Suckling eagerly at the wolf's cock, Sparky started swallowing in gulps, a tiny dribble of the wolf's urine escaping the side of his muzzle. Rex stared entranced. The pup had fantasized about watersports before, but never actually seen piss play himself, much less experienced it.
 
Dorian gave a playful thrust, jabbing his cock head into the back of Sparky's throat causing the bear to cough, a small spray of urine erupting from his mouth onto the wolf's groin and the smooth concrete floor of the bathroom. Quickly recovering the bear continued eagerly suckling, gulping down the seemingly endless stream of piss.
 
"Good boy, show the pup how to drink from the tap." The wolf growled with a cruel grin, gripping Sparky's mohawk to keep him where he was as the stream continued for some time. All the while Rex watched the bear swallow. The pup's paws again found their way to his cock, massaging at it excitedly. The pup's strokes keeping pace with the bobbing of the bear's adams apple as each gulp of piss went down the bear's throat.
 
The stream subsiding, Sparky swallowed the last dregs of the wolf's foul piss load, and finally pulled his drenched muzzle from the wolfs groin. The bear looked up with a grin. "Pitchers are great and all, but damn, beer is always better warm and straight from the tap." Looking over at Rex quivering by the stall he continued, "You want some, don't you?" Without waiting for an answer, Sparky rose and covered the short distance to Rex, bending down to deeply kiss the German Shepard. The pup froze at first, but almost immediately relaxed, returning the kiss, tasting the wolf's salty piss still fresh in the bear's mouth. Their tongues entwined, canine and ursine teeth clicking and gnashing. Rex strained his tongue to get the last traces of urine from the back of Sparky's throat. Dorian watched the two with a grin, his paw lowering to tease at his cock, pulling the still soft knot from his sheath, exposing the full foot-long member.
 
Finally breaking the kiss the bear stood and strode from the restroom. "Come, we have a game of pool to finish." Dorian followed behind, with Rex pausing to eagerly lick errant drops of piss from the filthy floor before scurrying back into the main room of the bar to see the rest of the show.
 
Rex rounded the corner just in time to see Dorian toss Sparky roughly against the pool table, sending balls flying. "Oh look, I won this game. Guess even us older bastards can learn a thing or two." Picking himself up Sparky turns to face Dorian, grinning from ear to ear.
 
"Does that mean I get a rematch?" The bear's paw balls into a fist and flies at Dorian's chest plate just above the cross point of the harness, connecting with a meaty thud.
 
"Hey, hey, you get your rematch," Dorian said calmly, the punch only pushing him back a few inches. "But I get to break again." The wolf set up the table, producing a sloppy rack. Picking up Sparky's cue he calmly lined up his shot. "Keep the pup company, will ya?" Dorian grinned wickedly, waiting for sparky to turn toward the dog. Waiting for only two steps, the wolf straightened and took a swing to put professional base ball players to shame, cracking the cue diagonally over Sparky's back with a harsh echo, half of the cue spinning off, clattering against chairs and tables on its way. The blow sent all 300 pounds of bear sprawling into Rex, the pair tumbling to the floor. Grunting the bear picked himself up, wincing as his paw reached down to pull up the German Sheppard. Turning to face the wolf, he grinned, a tiny trickle of blood coming from his nose, cracked on the table on his way down.
 
Sparky licked at the blood, then with an even wider grin "That was my good cue, ass."
 
"That cheap thing? Broke on yer back like a tooth pick." Dorian kept a firm grip on the thick handle of the cue still in his paw, watching the bear as he teased.
 
"Only a brute like you would appreciate raw strength over balance and finesse." The bear launches forward, bending to slam into the wolf's belly with his shoulder, knocking him back onto the pool table. Although he fails to lose his grip on the pool cue, the wolf is caught off guard, exhaling sharply from the dual impact of the bear crashing into him, and the pool table slamming into his back.
 
Rex whined, fearing that the pair were starting a drunken brawl. He had helped break fights up before, but this was simply wild and other patron was as feared as Dorian. Unsure of what to do he took a seat in a near by table, wiping piss from his goatee with the back of his paw and watching intently.
 
"You fuckin' bitch," Dorian spat, pushing Sparky away and rising to his footing. Swinging the handle of the cue like a club, he connected with the bear's face. Sparky's head snapped back at the neck, a splatter of blood arcing upward, landing on the floor in an uneven line. Blood quickly welled up from his lip, cut on the bear's canine by the blow. The bear shook his head a few times, eyes blinking slowly.
 
"That's more like it. Again!" The bear's stance widened, bracing himself for another impact. Rex's eyes widen at the statement. The bear couldn't want more of this could he?
 
Dorian grinned toothily, taking a steady stance as he readied his next swing. Muscles snapped to, hurling the end of the cue at Sparky's chest, Rex gasped as the bear took no evasive actions and let it connect again with a crack. The bear grunted on contact with the cue, but quickly straightens up and proudly demands "more. Again!"
 
Dorian's eyebrow arches, this was rough, even for Sparky. "Ya got it Teddy." The cue rocketed to Sparky's chest again, this time powered by all the inertia and weight the 9 foot tall wolf could muster. The cue connected with a grinding crack sending Sparky stumbling and doubling over in pain with a loud yelp. The wolf tossed the cue aside and watched his handiwork for a moment, Rex going pale but jerking all the more as he watched. Slowly righting himself the bear's paw gingerly feels at his chest, wincing as he explores what felt like a cracked rib. The masochist in Sparky wanted more, but a voice in the back of his head was screaming "enough!" Tears streaming down his face the bear made eye contact with Dorian, bright blue bear eyes meeting the fiery red stare of the wolf. High on a rush of endorphins, the bear croaked "again."
 
Weapon discarded, Dorian raised his paws and balled them into fists, rocketing one for the bear's right shoulder, hitting the meaty trapeziums and weakening the arm. Another yelp escaped the bear's muzzle, his other arm raising to claw at Dorian's chest with a snarl, leaving a parallel set of angry red scratches from the wolf's shoulder down to the edge of his harness.
 
Growling and stepping back, tail sweeping the edge of the pool table, Dorian looked at his own blood, red eyes glinting madly as it seemed only to spur him on, bringing a toothy grin to his muzzle. "My, still fighting, huh, teddy? Gotta make sure you know your place!" Dorian sent a brutal hook into Sparky's right side, connecting where a bruise was already forming from the last blast of the cue. This time there was no mistaking the grinding crunch of bone on bone that sounded with the thud of the blow%3B the wolf had broken the cracked rib completely. The rib floated in the bear's chest, held loosely in place by torn tendon and cartilage.
 
Sparky crumpled from the blow, landing on his knees screaming in pain. Bright white light filled the bears vision, his entire world becoming the sensation of pain. The bear is much slower to stand this time, unable to fully straighten him up and stand proudly. Each breath brings searing pain to his right side. Holding his right arm slightly inward, paw at his stomach to relieve the pressure, the bear looks up at Dorian again. Sparky's eyes and grimace betraying just how much pain he's in. "Fuck. FUCK!" The bear's words echoed loudly through the empty bar, voice strangled by his pain. Neither of the canines could tell if he was making a demand, or just trying to swear the pain away. The outburst subsided bear lowered his head submissively. Sparky was beat, and it showed.
 
Rex looked on, freezing his pawing at his own cock. From when he'd tried the wolf on for size himself he knew he was rough, but this was an order of magnitude more than his twisted little dog brain could have ever imagined. He had often found himself wishing he could take a punch from Dorian without dissolving into a whimpering mess, but this...  This was primal. This was hot. This was almost too much for Rex to even watch.
 
"Ya see that pool table teddy? Why don't you get it set fer a game, huh? About time I left my balls worth in yer pocket."
 
Sparky slowly limped over to the pool table, sweeping the balls away from the near end with his left arm. Grunting the bear turned to sit on the edge of the table. Gently leaning back, trying not to strain his rib he laid down to expose his meaty ass to the wolf. Shifting his weight to as comfortable of a position as he could manage, the bear kicked his legs up invitingly.
 
"Fuck me," demanded the bear. Sparky's bright blue eyes locked with Dorian's, a mix of lusty need and intense pain.
 
Dorian stepped up and ground his hips up against the bear's ass, putting his right paw down roughly on the broken rib, grinding at it to carry his next words home. "That how my bear asks to be bred? Thought I was the one making demands tonight?"
 
The finger's pressure was almost too much for Sparky, who screamed again before begging "I'm sorry sir! Please, fuck me, Sir," through his sobs. Rex winces at the bear's scream. He remembered breaking his arm as a pup, and how agonizing that was. How the bear was horny in light of this sadistic treatment was beyond the dog's comprehension.
 
Dorian let up on the pressure on the abused bear's chest and knelt, nosing at the bear's ass before lewdly bringing his tongue across the pucker and taint, slicking it some. The rimming elicited a pleasured moan from the bear. Dorian continued rimming his prize, preparing him to be taken by the member that oozed precum right onto the floor, leaving musk there for tomorrow's patrons to drool and fantasize over. The wolf's paws gripped at the back of Sparky's thighs, digging his claws in, piercing the skin and dragging them downward leaving bright red streaks, welling up with blood
 
The wolf's tongue lapping at his hole sent chills through the bear's body. Moaning he gasped "I need you in me Dorian".
 
Yielding to his friends need to be taken, the wolf stood and pressed the tip of his member to the bear's pucker, snarling some before bucking in a fourth of the length in without pause. "Fuck... so tight..." smirking as he worked his member in deeper. Dorian kept watch on Rex from the corner of his eye, grinning as his show made the pup drool.
 
Sparky gasped at the sudden fullness, moaning out the breath slowly, trying desperately not to breathe heavily and further strain his rib. "Fuck Dorian, FUCK."
 
Dorian made sure not to disappoint his audience, driving his flesh in deep into the moaning and begging bear, his thrusts getting stronger with time as he worked deeper into his prize. When the still soft knot met the bear's ass, the wolf started bucking in long strides, pulling all but the pointed tip in and driving in until the knot again met the strained pucker, worker it in deeper on each thrust. "Good boy... Fuck... Watchin', pup? Better remember just... how bad... fuck, you want it, cuz I may be just... just as... fuck, teddy!" Dorian lost himself as he pounded Sparky, giving up on his taunting of Rex as he worked his member in deeper, the widening rod of flesh grinding at the bear's prostate.
 
The intensifying thrusts elicited winces from Sparky, each one pulling at his ass and shifting his weight against the pool table, grinding at his broken rib. The bear started growling deeply, arm rising to pull at Dorian's belly fur, desperate for every inch of wolf cock. The paw grasped the wolf firmly and pulled Dorian in to the knot.
 
"Fuck, teddy... yer gonna... Fuck it!" Feeling his knot start to swell, Dorian pushed it in with the rest of his length, driving in deep and growling lowly, teeth bared as he allowed the massive flesh swell inside of his prize, unable to pull back. Sparky yelped as the knot popped into his pucker, rocking him back against the pool table, his rib sending searing pain through his abdomen.  With only the ability to fuck the bear shallowly, Dorian bucked rapidly to keep his climax fast on approach, growling as the knot ground against the bear's prostate even more, forcing Sparky's rod to drool precum onto his belly.
 
Tears streaming down his face, the bear begged, "I need your cum Dorian. Fuck." Moaning and gnashing the air with his bloody muzzle, Sparky made every available sign he was ready, that he needed to be filled, needed to be marked by the wolf's load.
 
With a harsh snarl, Dorian bucked in deep and let off, the tip of his member sending the seed in deep into his battered prize as Rex watched, eyes wide in a twisted and eager expression. Dorian was only delighted to push in deeper for show, the seed pressing back against his knot as it had been met with resistance going deeper. The wolf punched downward, connecting sharply with Sparky's bloody muzzle, slamming the bear's head back into felted slate surface of the pool table.
 
Pushed over the edge by Dorian's cum and the new wave of pain in his face, Sparky's cock immediately matched the wolf's explosion, spraying musty bear seed over his chest, an errant rope of cum landing on the pool table. The bear's chest heaving with his orgasm sending more waves of pain through his body, strangled sobs escaping his mouth between gasped breaths.
 
The waves of cum subsiding, the pair locked eyes. "Fuck, I needed that," moaned the bear, still impaled on Dorian's cock, ass stretched by the wolf's grapefruit-sized knot. "Thank you."
 
"What?" Rex had finally broken his silence, and his speech was hoarse and shook a bit. "You... You enjoyed... but... could have killed you... and..." Rex looked from Sparky's face to Dorian's, seeking answers.
 
Dorian smiled his usual cocky grin and waved for Rex to come to him. "Come're kid, need ya ta do somethin' fer me. Gonna help clean up, hear?"
 
The German Shepard timidly approached the pool table, looking down at the bear's load splattered on his belly and the table. He bent down to lap at the bear's load, canine tongue cleaning it from the bear's thick belly fur. The licking was cautious at first, but quickly the pup abandoned the caution to eagerly work his tongue for every drop of the bear's seed.
 
Dorian watched, tied to sparky, as Rex dutifully cleaned the seed from his friend's front. "Dogs, such loyal and dutiful beasts." Rex grinned as he worked, but yelped as his hair was gripped and his face driven into the broken rib. The sudden pressure ground the two pieces of his rib together cruelly. Sparky screamed again, left paw reflexively batting at Rex's head to no effect. Dorian chuckled wickedly as the bear writhed and the struggling of the dog trying to get away only made things worse. "But little bitch like you are always so good at cleaning the mess, aren't you? Licked the floor for piss and now you only cause pain as you go for seed. It is really amusing." The wolf's sadism driven to new peaks by the exhibitionist thrill he got from such a terrified audience.
 
The bear's agony reached new levels, his brain slowly running out of endorphins. Beyond screaming, a defeated moan escaped Sparky's muzzle. Between whimpers he begged "Please, Dorian. No more."
 
Grinning with the realization he'd finally bested the bear's limit, Dorian pulled Rex's head roughly upward, sparing Sparky's chest. The wolf had a new task for the dog%3B "Get under and clean me 'nd his hole." Dorian threw Rex to the side, releasing his hair and sending him sprawling next to the pool table. The wolf half lifted his tail and widened his stance, preparing Rex to service him.
 
Rex whimpered, looking to Sparky, feeling like he had unintentionally hurt the bear. Deciding that obedience might spare the bear further pain, he rose and set about his new task, cleaning the bits of seed that had pressed past the knot, probing with his long canine tongue to drink every drop from the abused ass and wolf balls. When he had finished licking Dorian clean of errant seed, Rex was appalled when the wolf braced his paws against the table to brutally push backwards, eliciting another pained yelp from the bear as he yanked his knot out, tearing viciously at the bear's abused sphincter. Warm wolf seed spilled onto Rex's muzzle and the floor.
 
"Pup, g'na clean us both. Think teddy 'ere needs some tender care." Dorian thumped Rex roughly on the back, knocking his muzzle into the edge of the pool table before going to sit in a nearby chair to admire his work, chuckling as he saw a slight line of red in the seed trailing from Sparky's rear, likely torn by the violent dismount.
 
Quite overcome with barked orders, Rex obediently lifted himself to shove his muzzle into Sparky's cheeks, lapping at the salty hole. His tongue snaked into the bear, eliciting moans as the bear's legs slowly dropped down onto the German Shepard's back. Once he was quite sure he'd gotten every strand of cum he stooped to lap up the bits that had spilled on the floor before turning to admire Dorian. Fear filled the pup's eyes%3B he was scared to approach the wolf.
 
"If yer done with him, get yer pretty muzzle over 'ere 'nd get to work," barked the wolf threateningly, his lip rising into a snarl. Cowed, Rex approached, and dropped to his knees, paws reaching up to grasp the slowly softening knot and guide the tip of the wolf's cum-covered cock into his mouth. Unable to fit more than half of the fat cock in his mouth, Rex made a few bobbing motions with his head before pulling the cock out to lick it from base to tip, slurping it clean.
 
Rising he turned to see Sparky slowly standing, grunting as his feet hit the floor. The bear was hunched over, unable to stand straight, right arm pulled tightly into his side. "Help me with my pants kid," motioning at his clothes strewn through the bar. The pup obediently gathered the bear's clothes and helped him ease into them.
 
Hobbling over to the seated wolf the bear bends as far as he can, beckoning the wolf to cover the rest of the distance for a kiss. Dorian is only too happy to stand and meet the bear in a kiss, paws wrapping around Sparky's head.
 
"Ya never disappoint, teddy." Dorian gently kissed his battered bear again, rumbling happily.
 
"Damn Dorian - I needed that. Nobody beats me like you do. Never gone this far before."
 
"You... You two are nuts... So jealous..." Rex handed Dorian's jeans to him and sat nearby, member still throbbing with need from his excitement tonight.
 
Breaking from the embrace Sparky turned to Rex. "You drove here tonight?"
 
"Yes?"
 
"Good - I need a ride home. No fucking way I can wrestle my bike right now." The bear's hunched over posture echoing his statement.
 
"No shit, you crazy bear. Of course I'll drive you. Still on Elm?"
 
"You get my teddy home safe, pup, or yer not gonna like when ya see me next. I am heading out. I will call Boris and have 'im take your bike home. Gimme your keys guess I should leave now ta go get 'im." The wolf straightened his harness and pulled on his jeans and his jacket. He accepted the motorcycle key Sparky held out before fishing a cell from his pocket and walking out. Moments later the roar of his own bike let them know he was peeling off for the boar's home.
 
Looking over at the pup, Sparky grinned weakly and put his left arm over the dog's shoulder, relaxing some of his weight into the German Shepard's frame. "Grab a bottle of something strong. I'm going to need your help wrapping this when we get home." Walking by the bar to grab an unopened bottle of 151, they left, locking the door behind them.", "pools_count": 0, "title": "A Friendly Game Of Pool", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" }, { "content_tag_id": "5", "name": "Strong Violence", "description": "Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "240" }