Standing, dumbfounded by the sight before you, the most you could manage was to look over to Bud and hope he had some better understanding, but to your dismay he was in just as much shock as you were staring at the figure Trevor had apparently become. You both stared breathlessly as Trevor slowly lifted a towel to his dripping black furred arms and slowly, purposefully, flexed his mountainous peaks, determined to play up the process for his newly acquired audience. Next he moved the towel to his heaving brown furred pectorals and again began making a show of it, slowly wiping each of the massive muscles whilst playfully bouncing them, before carefully, wiping down each individual ab of his tan 8-pack with a lingering hand. Loving the attention he was garnering Trevor then set his heaving body down on one of the living room's twin sofas and casually discarded his towel, moving to finish this au naturale. Lowering his head Trevor began to lick his enormous tree trunk legs, his tongue deftly gliding over the outer black and inner brown of his thighs. Thinking yourselves in the clear you and Bud seated yourselves on the adjacent sofa, clearly in need of breath, but once you reclined Trevor, with a knowing smile, resumed drying himself openly and proudly running his tongue along a massive phallus that reached nearly to his knee. The both of you, nearly at your wits end, were spared however as Trevor removed his tongue from the tan furred shaft and bulbous pink-red head having decided this enough, for now.
"So what brings you boys over?" Trevor asked in a deep gravelly voice before standing and casting a massive shadow above you, the combination of which you were certain would have buckled you had you not been seated.
After explaining the whole debacle and finding that Trevor had made much the same rounds as Bud you explained that Dave, Trevor's owner, had departed to a family reunion for the weekend and would need you to watch the house for him. This information had caused the briefest carnal glint in both dogs' eyes that both concerned, and deep down, thrilled you. Finishing with the conversation, Bud stood and looked somewhat a mixture of crestfallen and exhilarated upon the realization that he was around eye level with Trevor's nipples, putting him around nine feet tall. With that Bud declared he was going to take a jump in the pool himself, for a while after you and Trevor made idle chit-chat until you heard some sounds coming from the pool that could only be described as, orgasmic. You could barely express your exasperation hard enough at least the fence was high enough so that no one could look in, but my god. To your surprise Trevor seemed rather nonplussed before casually admitting that he'd been in and around the pool earlier for much the same reason.
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Later that evening you were mentally spent after a day filled with two wild sex crazed animals posing, flirting, and just doing whatever lewd or kinky thing crossed there minds when and where they felt like it, admittedly it wasn't all that bad having your own private peep show, Bud had made sure you knew just how perfect his ass was by "dropping" things all day and you'd suspected Trevor had "accidentally" tripped you causing you to fall on top of him. Exhausted, though somewhat pleasantly, you definitely were not feeling at all up to cooking something so you pulled your trusty phone out and ordered some pizzas, hoping that when the delivery person showed up the guys would make themselves scarce. Half an hour later your worst fears came true as the doorbell rang and Bud, indignantly, refused to leave the living room.
"I don't see why I should have to hide." Bud huffed.
"Because people will Freak. Out. if they see you and Trevor." you tried to explain.
"Well you didn't!" Bud argued as the doorbell rang again.
"Just a minute!" you shouted "Are you dumb? I passed the fuck out when I saw you! Besides I actually care about you guys, but other people will want to do all kinds of tests on you! Or worse!"
Trevor, clearly having had had enough of this, walked over to Bud who, in his limitless pridefulness, prepared to resist the much larger dog. What Trevor did however stunned you, and clearly Bud, as he planted a long fevered kiss on him, placing him in a stupor, before leading him to a room in the back. "I got him," Trevor said "just give a shout when the coast is clear." and with a wink Trevor and Bud vanished behind closed doors.
Grateful for Trevor's more mature demeanor you opened the door, and a few minutes later, after paying the man and a slightly awkward hand off, you let Bud and Trevor know the coast was clear. Another few minutes passed and you were about to shout out again before being utterly silenced by a roar of pleasure "Jesus Christ..." you said to yourself, but before your mind could dwell any further another guttural roar of pleasure rang out through the whole house, this one dwarfing the first by comparison as it all but rattled the windows. "Why do they have to be like this?" you asked no on in particular before Trevor exited their room and walked into the kitchen still wearing, to your utter shock, the cumshot on his chest like a badge of honor. "What do-" you started to ask before Bud emerged in a similar state, but worse, as Trevor's seed adorned his face, chest, and stomach all offset by Bud's cocky knowing smirk, clearly pleased with the conclusion he'd rought.
"I hate you both..." you mumbled as they both went to pull out a seat. "No no no!" you said stopping them.
"What?" they both asked in earnest.
"Go clean that off." you told them.
"But foooooood." Bud whined.
"I don't really care," you said bluntly "Go wash off!"
"But what if it gets cold..." Bud said attempting a puppy face beneath the caking.
"Then you'll just have to heat it up." you said matter of factly.
"But I-"
"No point arguing further let's go was wash up." Trevor said wrapping his arm around Bud.
When you looked at their departing backs you saw Trevor all but take a handful of Bud's ass. "God I hate them..." you mumbled again.
"No you don't." they replied in unison, causing you to blush red realizing that of course they'd know just how bothered you were and knowing they must be finding the whole situation riotous.
Once Bud and Trevor had cleaned themselves you all sat and ate your fill, and long after you'd finished you sat in awe of just how much that was for them. When the pair finally finished you found your eyelids growing heavy before you looked out the window and saw just how pitch black it'd become, and all of this crazy days events hit you like a truck. "Damn, I'm tired." you said with a yawn before grabbing your bag and heading to the master bedroom, flanked on either said by a giant anthropomorphic canine as if it were the most normal thing in the world. "Uh, guys?" you asked.
"What we always slept in the same room before." Trevor practically cooed.
"Besides what if something happens? We'll be right with you if anything goes wrong." Bud said, protective as ever.
You briefly thought about the proposed sandwich and eventually caved, "Fine, but don't be...I dunno...weird." you said halfheartedly.
"Never." Trevor feigned offense.
"Scouts honor." Bud said, making some definitely non-scout gesture.
Setting your bag down and taking a moment to be thankful Dave had such a massive bed you shucked your jeans and crawled into bed, followed directly by Bud and Trevor clambering in next to you. Even in spite of the bed's massive size with the three of you you were all pressed together, but as your brain quietly shut down you allowed yourself to enjoy the warm hardbodies pressing into you as you drifted off to sleep.
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