“ damn fuckin’ STRAIGHT—
biggest one you’ll ever see. ”
he snorts.

yeah. tyler’s just about the
singular raunchiest college
dude you’ll ever meet. . .

a pause, before hoisting the
smaller male into his lap—
still keeping snout buried in
his pit. . .

“ there ya’ go. . .”

pfft— he got cum on that thing
one time n’ tenn forced him to
clean it up by hand.

. . .trust him— he knows.

sighing, lying back into the couch
with his arm raised behind his
head, staring at the ceiling as
he’s worshipped. . .

“ there ya’ go. . . clean up yer’
papi, boy. .”

a heavy palm holds firm on
the back of the raccoon’s
head— locking that muzzle
in a damp, sweaty mound
if fur. . .

“ do good in ‘ere and i’ll let
you slobber on my knot.~ ” he
snorts. . .

another eye roll— placin’
paws behind his head as
he raises a leg.

“ you know i ain’t ever
sayin’ no to a good rimjob,
tenn. . .” he snorts.

he’s uh— kinda sweaty
back there.

“ i ain’t no bottom, tennesse.
i’m a breeder-mutt! breedin’
mutt’s gotta breed! ”

crossin’ his beefy ass arms,
glarin’ at the other as that
load drips from his thigh. . .

“ you better lick every drop
of this up, fucker. . . ”

he can read football stats!
what? you think he was
gonna read a BOOK.

wait. . .

“ did you REALLY jus’
fuckin’ cum all over me? ”

rollin’ his eyes— mutt’s
tryna’ READ!

HARD on his lover. poor
dude is gonna have bite
marks all across by
dusk. . .

“ love when you moan out
for yer’ papi, boy. . .” he
snorts— the things that
mutt can make a man feel
with JUST his maw. . .

“ i’m gonna knot ya’, n’
then i’m gonna do it
again n’ again till the sun
rises, boy. . . ”

suddenly hoistin’ him up,
pressin’ that boy’s back
against the wall of tyler’s
bedroom. . .

“ y’know. . . yer teasin’
always brings out the
best in me. . . ” he
mutters into tenn’s ear,
nippin’ at it before movin’
back down to his neck.

“ love ya’, baby. . .”

RAHHHH

stretched out, hermano?
or does papi gotta bully
that prostate with his
fingers for a lil’?. . . ”