“Aw, I think he’s been a good little Pup, letting us play with him. Hopefully we didn’t break this one too much. Maybe he deserve a little treat, what do you think” Ricky asks Charlie.
“I think he’s earned at least that much” as Charlie lest out another grunt.
Charlie wipes away the drool from his snout and starts to get up off the couch towards you. Situating himself on all fours just as Charlie had before.
“That’s a good little Pup let uncle Rick take care of this for you”
Take care of what? In your haze you see that you still have a hard on, now its fully erect. Just as the fuzziness wears off Ricky grabs the base of your dick and opens up his mouth. The large flat nature of the Rottweiler is clearly seen here. For a brief moment you can see how far the back of his throat goes and all the little folds of the inside of his mouth. The Saliva stringing as he closes over the head of your dick. What an amazing sensation. His tongue dancing around the head of your penis while Charlie slowly subsides inside of your colon.
Ricky lowers his head and starts to bob up and down. Taking you all the way in and all the way back out. Masterfully never letting you slips his lips. His other hand moving up to cradle your balls as he gently lets his claws stroke them. Ricky laps at you from inside his maw, lick after lick. he can feel you starting to swell. alerting him that he has almost got you finished. He doesn’t slow down though. This was all just meant to get you off the fastest way possible. His paw resting on your groin moves back to the base and begins twisting in sync every time he takes you into his mouth. Stroke after stroke he works at you. His pace quickening. You let out a soft whimper when Charlie moves his hand over you mouth forcing you to stay quiet and watch.
Ricky is really into it, hyper focused on his movements and feeling your reactions to him. Then he takes a minute to look up, and both of you lock eyes. He can see you want to cum and he is ready. Ricky pulls his snout off of you and opens his mouth extra wide, like waiting for his next meal. His paw shaking faster and faster tightening around you, letting his finger slip over your head once in a while. The view is too much to handle and in your climax let out a muffled cry. You shoot rope after rope of cum into Ricky’s mouth landing it down his throat and on his tongue. He patiently waits for the initial load to subside before closing up and swallowing you down. A single string shouts across his muzzle before he can open up again and start to clean you off. His tongue cleaning you off as if you were made of peanut butter. Every spot of human cum is ate up.
“MH MH MH, Damn man, who is giving who a treat.” He raise a finger to his snout wiping off some off the cum and sucking it off.
“Slurp, POP! MMMM that tastes pretty good. And so do you” No warning gives a nice long lick from you dick to your belly button.
“Do what you want to with him, I need to go get back to the door.” Ricky putting back on his pants and jacket.
“Have fun kids HAHAH”
Just you and Charlie now, still connected, the loud music playing in the room.
