Just Like the Big Men 3
A story by a nameless wolf.
	Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.  This story contains a purely fictional relationship between an adult and a minor and contains themes of incest.  If this sort of thing offends you, don't read this story.  If this sort of thing interests you, please enjoy.
Just Like the Big Men 3
Tags: Cub, M/M/M, Dalmatian, Cum, Incest, Hyena, Heavy Cum, Sex Slave, Prostitution, Oral, Anal, Licking
I just can't stop writing about this slut!
	"Oh that's right, who'se Daddy's little bitch?" Manny moaned, keeping his paw pressed down on the back of his son's head.  The young dalmatian pup did his best not to gag as he deep throated his father.  "Suck me dry you little skank.  You're going to swallow every drop." he growled.
	Zach whimpered and sucked harder, stroking the base of his dad's cock with both paws.  He closed his eyes and moaned, taking in the scent and the taste.  Manny groaned and bucked, plunging his red, veiny dogmeat down his son's eager throat over and over again.  Zach moaned and took it all.  The scent made him so weak.  He wanted nothing more than to be the object of his father's lust.
	"Hurry up and cum dad, I want a turn too!" Zach's older brother Eric was sitting on the couch right next to their father.  He already had his pants around his ankles, stroking himself as he watched his little brother get muzzle fucked by his father's thick veiny cock.
	This sort of thing was a regular occurrence for Zach now.  Ever since the day that Zach came back from Henry's house, drenched in the bulldog's musk and dripping with his seed, Zach's father Manny had treated him like nothing but a whore for his own enjoyment.  "I've given up on you bein' a man." Manny had told him, "so we're gonna make sure yer at least good for somethin'."  Every day from then on, when his sexual frustrations got too high or whenever he was just feeling bored, Manny would pull the young dalmatian pup aside and pull his cock out of his pants, letting Zach do what he did best.  At first he'd only do it in the bedroom, but before long he started doing it in the living room, the kitchen, even once or twice in the back yard.  His older brother Eric, seeing how their father treated Zach, naturally picked up the same behavior.  Between the two horny older canines in the house, ne'er a day went by where he wasn't reminded of the whore he was becoming.
	He knew his father was getting close now, he could tell by the way the muscles at the base of his cock twitched.  Zach was deep throating his father so far he could feel the twitch on his lips.  He pulled his muzzle back a bit, wanting to taste his reward, but Manny put his paw on the back of the boy's head and shoved it back down hard on his cock, moaning as he shot his load straight down the back of Zach's throat.
	"Ahhhggh... fuck, that's it bitch." he took a few heavy breaths, waiting for the last few spurts to splash down the back of his son's muzzle, then pulled the boy off and stood.  He began walking over to the bathroom, kicking his pants aside and stepping down the hallway bottomless.  "He's all yours Eric." the older dalmatian said, not even looking back as Eric pulled his little brother's muzzle up under his musky balls, eager to receive the same treatment.
	Zach was a good boy, he always did what he was told, and his father was right after all.  Zach was a whore.  Manny had already used him to pay off gambling debts twice.  The first night where they got drunk and all fucked him around the poker table, and then the second time when his father's bulldog friend Henry brought him home for the night as payment for another lost poker hand.  Each and every time, he had loved it.  Getting passed around, fucked and used like a sexual plaything, it felt like where he belonged.  Each time he made another man cum it filled him with elation, he loved feeling in inside him, tasting it, swallowing as much as his stomach could hold.  He'd do anything for that feeling, anything.
	Zach opened his muzzle wide and took his brother's ball sack in his mouth, lapping it around and tasting the soft musky fur.  Eric stroked himself while the younger dalmatian worked over his balls, moaning as pre-cum dripped from the teenager's glistening tip.  "Fuck yeah, you little slut, lick my fucking balls." he pulled on Zach's hair and thrust his fat sack harder against the boy's muzzle.  Eric could be pretty rough sometimes.  Often he'd pull Zach's hair, scratch his fur too hard, or slam him up against a wall and fuck him hard without any chance to lubricate or warm up.  It always hurt a bit, but the end result was still the same.  Eric would cum inside him, and Zach would feel like his purpose was fulfilled.
	It wasn't long now, Eric loved having his balls licked it always got him close fairly quickly.  He groaned and sat up straight, pawing his cock rapidly and forcing Zach back onto his knees.  "Open your muzzle, whore." he commanded, staring down at Zach's young naked body while he stroked.  Zach obeyed, sitting back on his knees and opening his muzzle wide.  His older brother moaned loudly, ribbons of seed arching from his cock tip and splashing all over his brother's face.  The shots coated his muzzle and chest, hardly any actually making it in his mouth.  Eric moaned and stood as his flow began to wane, standing over his younger sibling and milking the last heavy globs from his cock, falling like milky rain into Zach's short scruffy head fur.
	When he was done, he stepped right over Zach, grabbing his discarded baggy shorts and slipping them back on.  He pulled a pack of cigarettes out from one of the pockets and began heading out the back door.  Zach could hear the repeated flick of a lighter as Eric closed the door behind him and disappeared.  Eric was left there alone, in the middle of the living room floor, naked and sticky with ribbons of his brother's seed along his fur, another warm load of his father's cum sloshing inside his belly.  He smiled wistfully, laying down flat on his back and scooping some of his brother's cum into his paw.  He reached down and rubbed it against his tailhole, giving a soft moan as his own boyhood stiffened in pleasure.
	A few minutes later, Manny walked back into the room.  He had his brown leather work jacket slung over his shoulder and was jangling his car keys in his paw.  "Stop fingering yourself boy, I've got more work for you tonight.  Zach sat up, a bit startled, removing his cum-slicked paw from his tailhole.  This was new.  "Put this on, we're goin' for a ride." his father said, throwing the leather jacket over to his son.  Zach caught it and rocked backwards. The leather was old and heavy, and the force of the throw hit him harder than he expected.  He stood up and obeyed, wrapping the jacket around himself.  It was long enough to hang just above his knees and it smelled like his father, spilled whiskey and cigar smoke.  Manny began walking out the door to the garage, where Zach quickly scampered after.
	The wind outside was cold and bitter, it stung his bare foot paws as he crossed the driveway to his father's car.  Wordlessly, Manny started the engine as Zach climbed in the passenger seat, wrapped tightly in his father's coat but naked otherwise.  Manny didn't even look down at his son as he pulled out of the driveway and began down the hill.  Maybe his father was ashamed of him after all, Zach's ears dropped.  He was doing everything he could to please his father sexually; the pup didn't know any other way.  He reached his paw over to Manny's thigh but the older dalmatian slapped it out of the way.
	"Not now, pup." he scolded.  His grip on the steering wheel was tight and his eyes were darting around nervously.
	"Where are we going, dad?" Zach asked, sitting back and looking up at his father.
	"Remember when you went over to yer uncle Henry's?" Manny asked, grinding his teeth.  Zach nodded in response, how could he forget?  "This is like that, only uh, a little different." he replied, pulling into the spacious parking lot of their local big box hardware store.  Zach looked out the window curiously as Manny circled the parking lot several times.  Eventually he made his way toward the back, where Zach spied a pair of men standing next to a van.  Both were dressed in leather jackets and blue jeans, although one was a bit shorter than the other.  They both appeared to be hyenas.
	Manny pulled his car up next to the pair and rolled down his window.  "You Earl?" he asked toward the taller one.
	The hyena smiled and slowly walked up to Manny's window.  "That I am, and this here's my boy Lyle.  We was beginnin' to think ya'll wouldn't show up." Earl spoke with a thick southern accent, spitting out a shot of chewing tobacco to punctuate his sentence.
	"Yeah well, this ain't exactly an everyday thing, a'ight?" his father answered, looking around nervously.  "Let's see the money." he said more quietly.  The younger hyena, Lyle, walked up next to the older one.  He looked maybe 18 or 19 years old, and the spitting image of Earl.  They must be father and son.  Lyle carried a brown bowling bag with him, which he turned to open at an angle so Manny could see inside.
	"Five now, five after we're satisfied with the merchandise." Earl grinned through his tobacco stained teeth.
	"Hey hey hey, that wasn't the deal!" Manny protested, slamming his paw against the door frame.
	"That's the best deal yer gonna get, unless you want this to get ugly." Earl said, pulling back the lapel of his coat to reveal a county sheriff's badge.  Zach's father immediately froze, his spots nearly turning white.  "Now we still got a deal, and I intend to honor it.  But we do this my way, ya'hear?" the older hyena confirmed, spitting out another gob of tobacco.  Manny nodded in response.  "Now let's see what we got."  Earl motioned for his son to walk around to the passenger side of the car.
	Lyle opened the door, looking down at the tiny dalmatian pup sitting in the passenger seat, huddled beneath his father's coat.  The hyena reached in, pulling the coat down over his shoulders and laying it on the seat.  Zach blushed deeply.  He was used to being exposed to people he knew, but never to strangers.  The pup stayed quiet and still, unsure what to do.  Lyle began feeling him over, touching his chest and belly, groping his sheath and sliding a paw down against his rump cheeks.
	"Smells like cum, daddy." Lyle looked up toward his father.  "Bitch been at work today already."
	"You been whorin' this one out to someone else?" Earl raised his voice, staring acusingly at the older dalmatian.
	"N.. no, no!  That's just me, me and my older boy.  Zach's a good fuck, what can I say.  Can't help ourselves." Manny tried to shrug it off, as if what he'd just described was a normal thing to do.
	"Heh, I bet you couldn't." Earl grinned.  "What 'bout the other end Lyle?"
	Zach gasped as the Hyena slid two fingers against the pup's tailhole and pushed them both inside about an inch.  He shot up and arched his back, surprised.  "Well he's been fucked a'fore, ain't no virgin, but it's still a nice'un." he pulled his two fingers back out and gave Zach's rump a firm squeeze.  "Seems ta enjoy it though."  For the first time, Lyle smiled down at the dalmatian pup, giving him a wink.
	"Aight Manny, you've 'fficially become a pimp.  Welcome to the business." Earl said, reaching his paw in through the window for a handshake.  Manny reached back and shook, nodding his head affirmatively.  "My boy and I are still gonna take him fer a test run o'er the next couple days a'fore we whore him out to any real payers.  You'll get that extra 5 once our trial period is o'er and done with, 'nd a percent a' the cut thereafter.  I'm a man a' my word Manny.  You dun made the right decision."  Earl pulled his paw back as Lyle helped Zach climb down from his father's car.  He put the bowling bag of money in the seat where Zach had been.
	Zach looked up at the two hyenas, wide eyed and trembling.  "Don'chu worry little'un.  You be good ta' us, n' we'll be good ta' you.  Comprende?"  Lyle said as he opened their van door, nudging the young pup inside.  Zach nodded in response and climbed inside, sitting on his hind paws on top of the dingy mattress that had been laid out in the back of the van where the seats would normally be.  "Comprende, that means yes.  You speak English, boy?"  Lyle said again, sounding a bit annoyed.
	"Y.. yes sir, com... comprende." he nodded, clutching his father's jacket tightly.
	"Good." Lyle climbed in after him and shut the door while Earl got into the front seat.  Zach watched from the back as his father drove away, taking a deep breath as he looked up at his new companions.
	No sooner had they started moving than Lyle began removing his own clothes.  Jacket first, revealing a flannel button up shirt underneath.  He undid that and tossed it aside, showing a slightly dingy white wife beater underneath.  He pulled that off too, bunching it up in a ball as he became shirtless.  He looked down at Zach and smiled again, rubbing his paw under the young boy's chin.
	Zach's eyes went wide as he looked back.  Lyle wasn't just fit, he was immaculate.  Perfectly toned and shaped muscles from his shoulders down his chest and abs.  His spikey tawny-brown spotted fur was short enough that it was easy to see every contour of his muscular physique, even in this low light.  Lyle could tell the young pup liked what he saw.
	"Bet'cha ain't never been fucked by a man like me." he grinned proudly.  "Let's see what you got kiddo, open up that jacket."
	Zach nodded, ever the obedient one.  He stood in the back of the van, a bit shakey as it went over the bumps and potholes of the unkempt back country highways.  He dropped his father's coat to the ground, wrapping his arms around his chest as he stood there naked.  Suddenly the van hit another large bump and Zach stumbled, falling right down into Lyle's lap.
	"Ooh, I don't normally have pups like you throwin' themselves at me" Lyle chuckled. "Can't says I mind though." He rubbed his paws down Zach's backside, pushing the boy's muzzle against his bulge.
	Zach shivered a bit, letting out a soft moan and lifting his tail instinctively as Lyle squeezed his backside.  The musk from the hyena's crotch was flooding his sensitive canine nose.  Lyle was strong and forceful, he pushed his two fingers firmly inside Zach's tailhole again, wiggling them around and making the young puppy squirm.
	"You really do like that, don'chu little slut?" Lyle patronized, pushing in a third finger and making the boy moan.
	"Y... yes sir!" Zach responded, sounding desperate and lustful.
	"Bet you wanna get fucked by a nice fat cock, don'cha?" Lyle continued.
	Zach nodded and whimpered. "Oooh yes sir, I'll do anything for you." he answered, saying what he thought he had to to make his father proud.
	"Woo boy, daddy we got a real winner this time.  You sure dun underpaid that spotty mutt." Lyle spoke up to the older hyena, meanwhile pumping his fingers in the boy and starting to stretch him out.
	"A'course I dun underpaid him, ya don't never pay full price for a slut, you know that boy." the gruff older hyena called from the front seat.
	"I'm gettin' him all warmed up iff'in you wanna team up on him for the first go." Lyle called up again, stretching Zach's tailhole with 4 thick fingers as the puppy moaned and pressed his muzzle harder against Lyle's musky crotch.  "I really don't think you wanna wait 'till we get all the way out to the ranch." the younger hyena continued teasingly.
	"Aww fuck, lemmie pull over." Earl pulled the car onto a side street, killing the engine and the lights.  "Aww lookit' the way he squirms with that muzzle up on yer cock, boy." the older hyena said as he climbed over into the rear section of the van.  He immediately began unbuttoning his pants, lowering his zipper and pulling out a dark, thick cock from underneath.  It looked like a can of Guinness in his paws as he stroked it just above Zach's young rump.
	Lyle pulled his fingers out of the pup, helping his father by rubbing his heavy ballsack. "Oooh, yer in fer a treat little pup.  I was 'bout yer age when I took my daddy's cock fer the first time.  Dun near split me right open, but boy oh boy, he can cum like a fire truck."
	Zach looked over his shoulder, wide eyed and a bit scared.  His cock was even thicker then the bulldog his father lent him to before, and definitely longer.  Not to mention the huge furry balls, as large and round as oranges.  A fire truck indeed.  Earl gave him no time to prepare either, his large rough hands grabbed the puppy by both legs, pulling him right up against the hyena's massive shaft and began pressing his tip hard under Zach's tail.  At the same time, Lyle had undone his pants, pulling out his thick musky shaft as well and immediately shoving it in the boy's muzzle.
	Zach moaned around Lyle's cock, feeling it grow and stiffen against his tongue as he lifted his tail high, spreading his legs and trying to accept the huge length drilling into his rump.  Earl moaned and thrust hard, each blow rocking the van and widening the pup's rim a little more until finally he burst inside.  The powerful thrust of his hips drove the massive throbbing shaft of his cock all the way in on the first go.  Zach screamed out both in pain and pleasure before Lyle thrust his hips back up and crammed his cock as far down the puppy's throat as it would go, muffling his cries.
	From there it was no holds barred.  The father and son pounded him mercilessly from both ends.  Zach could do nothing but moan and whimper, doing his best to keep his jaw open wide as the younger hyena abused his muzzle.  There was nothing he could do about the other end, even if he wanted to.  Earl slammed his cock in again and again all the way to the hilt.  The young dalmatian had never felt so full, each time he was entered he could feel his stomach bulge out from the size of Earl's cock.  Each time Lyle fucked his muzzle he could feel his throat stretch and then contract as he gasped for air.
	It was nirvana.  Zach always loved pleasing his father and brother, but now at the mercy of these strangers he felt truly used, truly fulfilled in the name of lust and pleasure.
	"Oooh fuck boy, he's got such a nice fuckin' ass pussy." Earl grunted and spanked Zach hard on his round rump cheek.
	"Aw give it to 'im good Daddy." Lyle hooted in response, bucking his hips forward and back into the pup's muzzle.
	"Ahh, ahhhh, ahhhhhh!" Earl roar and barred his teeth, slamming his whole huge length in as far as it would go, his cock pulsing and throbbing as Zach felt the rush of warmth flooding his belly.  Just then the telltale flashing red and blue lights of a police officer began bouncing around the metal lined interior walls of the van. "Shit!" Earl grunted angrily, pulling his cock out and giving it a quick shake, splattering a stream of cum across Zach's backside.
	Zach moaned loudly as the older hyena pulled out.  Earl quickly scrambled back into the driver's seat and pulled a briefcase over his lap, just as a tall rottweiler wearing a policeman's uniform walked up to tap on the window.  Lyle had both paws on the back of Zach's head, keeping the slutty pup's muzzle pushed far down on his cock so he couldn't make a sound.
	"License and registration please." the officer said, sounding more bored than anything.
	"Ah, that won't be necessary sir." Earl said, opening the lapel of his heavy coat and revealing his own policeman's badge.  "Detective Earl Masters.  Look, I don't wanna tell ya how ta do yer job, but we're kinda in the middle of an operation here.  I'm gonna need you to move along." the hyena said confidently.
	"Operation?  Stopped on the side of a road at night in front of an elementary school?" the officer tilted his hat up, looking around the cab of the van.  Lyle gave Zach's muzzle a buck in the back seat, making the boy squirm.
	Earl scoffed, sounding annoyed.  "Yes, if you must know, child prostitution ring, buncha real scumbags, we just stopped to investigate a lead." the hyena explained.  Lyle reached over the pup's back, sticking a finger in his cum-slicked tailhole.
	"Ah, I see!  Sorry to interrupt detective.  Hope you catch the bastards." the cop nodded, turning to look back at his patrol car. Zach clenched around the older hyena's finger as he swallowed the pre-cum leaking from his tip.
	"We'll fuck 'em right in the ass when we do, hah hah!" Earl gave a raucous laugh and slapped his knee.
	The uniformed officer returned the comment with a slightly confused nod. "A.. alright then, well you have a safe night."  Lyle tried hard to muffle a groan in the back seat as Zach sucked hard on his cock, feeling the throb increase in speed.
	"I will, you too. Serve and protect!" the hyena called out the window as the officer walked away.
	"Aw daddy, I can't hold it no more, I'm gonna, I'm gonna..." Lyle moaned out loud, emptying his huge furry balls into the pup's muzzle, filling Zach's cheeks with the hot sticky liquid what he couldn't shoot straight down the little dog's throat.  Zach sucked up every drop he could, but the hyena's cum was so plentiful it started to leak out of the young dalmatian's muzzle and dribble down his chest.  The officer turned his head at the noise, looking back at the van, but by then Earl had already started the engine and begun driving down the road.
	"Haha, damn, that was kinda close." Earl laughed, looking back over his shoulder.  "See if you can bust one more load in his ass a'fore we get home.  Ya'know how much I love sloppy seconds, or thirds, haha."
	Lyle pulled Zach's muzzle off his cock, throbbing and sensitive, grabbing the pup by the hips and lifting him above his lip with his large muscular arms.  Zach whimpered lustfully, knowing this was his place, moaning in unison with the Hyena as he was slowly lowered down onto the hot throbbing shaft.  The hyena moaned loudly and bucked his hips, his length still incredibly sensitive from the previous orgasm as he sank into the pup.
	"We're gonna have sooooo much fun with you boy." Earl laughed, giving his crotch a firm grab.  "Your daddy dun got ripped off."