Jock Therapy | Part 3 (Patreon)

The Akita pumped Curt slowly and deliberately, not wanting to upset the serene mood of the room. Curt had a talent for taking cock, not taking very long at all to become accustomed to the thick girth. The weed probably helped. Curt ground his erection into the bedspread as the akita massaged his prostate over and over.

He was both present and not present, grounded by the sensation of getting penetrated but also by the pleasantly hot cock resting against his undulating tongue. He felt a deep satisfaction knowing he was bringing the beagle such pleasure, proven by the first load he had already swallowed and the sighing moans indicating another was on its way. The beagle shakily brought their second joint to his lips to take a hit, while his other hand tenderly stroked Curt's cheek.

As the beagle passed the joint back to the akita, his eyelids fluttered, and he sank back into his seat while his cock throbbed between Curt's lips. They were past warning each other about imminent orgasms, and a moment later the beagle was spurting cum in Curt's mouth, and Curt automatically began swallowing. That was all he had to do. There was nothing else in the universe but the cocks at either end of his body.

The beagle whined with shivering pleasure, and Curt whined alongside him, savoring the taste coating his tongue. This was where he belonged.