The three young men reacted with juvenile hoots as they saw the big Rottweiler plowing an shaggy sheepdog.
When they stopped laughing, one of the guys predicted confidently, "He's perfect."
The young men had been sent to look for a house mascot for their fraternity, and Big Guy's overwhelming top dog status proved convincing.
"Shouldn't we look some more?"
Big Guy suddenly grew very still and growled loudly as he finished. "Are you kidding? That IS the dog!"
"What about his shaggy bitch?"
The other two guys shrugged. "I don't think there's space for two dogs," one said. "Besides, this dog will find more willing bitches."
Jared whimpered. "I'm not a bitch, dammit!"
"You'll always be my bitch," Big Guy growled as he waited for the knot to subside.
That did not make Jared feel in the least better. The college guys went off to complete paperwork and, just in time for his being sprung from the pen, Big Guy slid out of Jared and waited next to the bars of their cage.
"I knew this day would come," Big Guy barked.
The Great Dane woofed. "Happy for you, Big Guy."
Jared couldn't bring himself to congratulate Big Guy. In his mind, it should have been him. Now he only had a few hours left to try to get out of this place.
The Great Dane wandered over and sat with Jared as they watched Big Guy leave with the boisterous frat guys.
Jared whimpered, but not simply from watching the bullying dog find freedom before him. As usual, Big Guy hadn't been terribly concerned about helping Jared finish. Although he could keep his state somewhat hidden in his dense fur, he couldn't hide the scent of his arousal.
The Great Dane sniffed and interjected, "You know, if you want help with that..."
"No!" Jared exclaimed, scandalized.
But he was so horny!
The Great Dane shook its massive head. "Suit yourself." The dog walked over to a corner and soon Jared heard wet, slurping noises that made him almost afraid to look. He turned and saw the Great Dane slobbering all over its rather large balls.
Jared considered furiously. These could be his final hours. Shouldn't he at least have some fun?
He walked over to the Great Dane, which stopped and looked up. Jared swore the Great Dane grinned.
The dog barked. "Yes?"
Jared woofed. "You mentioned that, well...if I needed help..."
The Great Dane chuckled. "Lie down."
Jared did and then felt the Great Dane's big head move closer to his hard doggy dick. He felt the Great Dane inhale.
The other dog barked. "Ready when you are."
Jared woofed eagerly. "I'm ready."
The Great Dane raised its head awkwardly. "Look, buddy, it's going to be a two-way street," the dog explained with a series of short barks. "You scratch my back, I scratch yours."
"Oh!" Jared woofed with sudden clarity.
Figuring Jared just needed some coaxing, the Great Dane licked at Jared's dick with a warm, wet tongue.
Jared moved his head down toward the Dane's dick and balls. The dog was truly well endowed. He stared at the red-tipped dick. Was he really going to...
The Great Dane sucked on Jared's dick.
Jared whimpered and began sucking for all his worth on the Great Dane's dick. His nostrils filled with the dog's musky scent as they squirmed and whimpered, encouraging each other to completion. Jared howled as he came, but the Great Dane gave only a low, very relaxed growl as he blasted a load that shot deep into Jared's throat.
Jared needed a couple of moments to process. His mind felt bathed in a blissful white peace.
Finally, the Great Dane intruded, standing, chuckling, and nudging his snout against the side of Jared's face. "You're way better than Big Guy ever was," he said. "Thanks, mate."
Still hazy from the release of endorphins, Jared looked at the clock. He had a few more hours remaining of Saturday visitation. Then it was a quiet Sunday and the uncertainty of Monday morning.