At the same time Luke was "cleaning" the locker room, Coach David Erinson was staring at his naked body in the mirror of his office's bathroom. He had intitially been dutifully cleaning off every bit of his body that seemed strangely sticky with sweat or some other bodily fluids. Was his pussy really gushing that much? Of course, it didn't help that the soap bottle was supposedly green while the lotion was supposedly yellow. But his doggy eyes couldn't tell the difference at first glance. Every time he tried to clean himself off closer to his dick and pussy, he realized that he had gotten the two bottles mixed up again almost a split second before he actually started rubbing. The lotion wouldn't help him feel cleaner. And he needed to feel clean.
But then, he couldn't hold back much longer and began pleasuring himself as best he could. He played, teased, and edged both his dick and his pussy. They were both ready to pop off at a moment's notice. David couldn't stop fantasizing about being on all fours, eagerly awaiting a big strong dick to fill him up, feeling the warm hot breath against the back of his neck, maybe even feeling a bite on his neck, pushing back against that Husky's cock as it knotted inside him...
David heard claws scratching against the door and a deep, commanding growl. David Erinson, the 43-year-old beefy muscular football coach, whimpered and had to stop himself from dropping to all fours. Rocky needed him, and David suddenly realized he wanted, no, needed Rocky. He began to pant heavily and whimper as his hand turned the door knob. Rocky pushed the door in forcefully and growled again. Unable to hold himself back any longer, David fell to the ground. He stuck his ass towards Rocky in an oddly familiar position, presenting his pussy for the handsome Husky.
Rocky sniffed his pussy a little before clambering onto Coach Erinson's back. His cock poked and prodded David's thighs before finally slipping inside. David gasped. His body filled with inexplicable pleasure. His edging earlier had ruined his stamina. Within moments he was blowing his load, and his pussy contracted against Rocky's cock. But Rocky wasn't ready yet and simply growled against David's broad back. David felt a tingling in his dick. His doggy eyes got blurry for a moment, but when they cleared he was looking at his red rocket sticking out of its sheath and still pulsing with cum. If David wasn't so consumed by pleasure, he would question why it seemed like it was the first time he had seen his dick look like that. He could feel another orgasm in his pussy building quickly. David pushed back. He arched his neck at the intense pleasure as the next orgasm flowed over him. He barely acknowledged his nose tingling. He barely acknowledged his office door opening. He barely acknowledged the slight aroma of another bitch needed filled just like him. He barely acknowledged Luke standing in the office.
Luke, for his part, couldn't believe his eyes. Coach Erinson was on all fours with his ass pressing against Rocky. Rocky glanced over his way, and Luke swore he felt his pussy pulse. How had he never noticed just how handsome this stud was? He groaned and massaged the crotch of his running shorts. He could feel pre and his juices beginning to run down his thigh. He always was a leaker. Rocky sniffed in his general direction and stopped fucking Coach Erinson. He pulled out, revealing the hard doggy cock raring to go.
Luke's mouth went dry. He remained frozen stiff as Rocky approached him and sniffed his crotch.
"Luke?" Coach Erinson asked. Luke could barely look away. But then he saw Coach's pulsating rocket as well. His knees began to shake. He pushed the door closed behind him. He fumbled with the drawstring of his shorts. Rocky growled, and damn if that didn't make Luke fall to his knees right then and there. He pulled down his shorts, his rock hard cock hitting his abs with a wet slap. Rocky grew more excited and growled again. Luke moaned as he felt Rocky's hot panting breath against his quivering sex. He was so turned on, so aroused, so needy, so ready.
"Fuck," Luke gasped. He could feel Rocky pushing against him, trying to get him on the ground. He could feel on some level that something was off about all of this. This shouldn't be happening. He shouldn't be this eager, this needy, this ready, for that hot dog's cock.
"Luke," Erinson said with a hint of a growl of his own. He was suddenly standing right in front of Luke. When did he get so close? Those handsome dog-like eyes stared at him with desire. The slightly blackened nose huffed against his Luke's face. David's naked body was breathing deeply. The damp hair on his chest clung to the meaty pecs. The hard and pointed nipples rose up and down, up and down with every one of Erinson's hot breath. Luke couldn't look away, and his eyes drifted lower and lower. They locked onto the proudly hard and pulsating cock that stuck out a good foot and a half from Erinson's crotch. A bead of pre began to form on the tip.
"Down, bitch," Erinson growled possessively and pushed Luke's shoulders. He couldn't resist. He fell to his knees, coming to eye-level with the magnificent and glorious cock. He was mere inches away from it. He stuck his tongue out and tasted the growing bead of pre. It tasted so good.
Rocky's cock was suddenly inside his pussy. Pleasure burst through his body. Luke moaned with his mouth wide open. Any remaining reservations he had were burned away, and he dove onto Coach Erinson's dog-cock. He licked and sucked with reckless abandon while Rocky's cock thrust quickly inside him. The pleasure was intense. It felt great. It felt right. He was nothing more than a bitch to these studs, no, his mates. This is what he had been missing for so long. His mates' cocks were now his whole world. As he came to this conclusion, he felt both knots forming in his pussy and his mouth. Coach Erinson and Rocky growled and plunged deeper. The knots lodged in place as the wonderfully hot seed pumped into Luke. Rocky howled, announcing his orgasm. David cried out as his own cock released just from the sound alone.
Luke moaned around the cock stuck in his throat as best he could to be unison with his mates. His own cock released violently. The cum arched higher and higher with each pleasurable throb. Tingles erupted on his cock and his ears. Unseen by any of them, his cock lost its human shape and reformed into a pulsating and erupting foot-long dog penis of his own. Luke felt relief, grateful that his doggy cock could finally unload after a long day without getting fucked. His ears felt strange, and for a moment, the sounds in the room suddenly seemed louder and more pronounced. But no, that was just how they always were. His pointed ears swiveled a little on top of his head, exactly where they should be.
David chuckled between pants and rubbed behind those ears. He always knew just the right spot to make Luke feel nice and relaxed. His right leg twitched a little from the enjoyable scratching.
"God, having you impaled on our cocks never gets old, Luke," David said. His cock pulsed a little in Luke's throat. Luke whined a little, feeling his own rocket throb with need. He was ready to go again, ever the needy bitch. "Damn, you smell so good. But you did interrupt us though. I'll have to have you fuck me as an apology when I've deknotted from you." That was fair, Luke figured. Bitches have to look out for one another after all.