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Meantime, at Commander Gander’s HQ, Montana and Squirt had finished their lunch and went back to the lab. The whole HQ had been in chaos and state of alert after the escape of the Beagle Wilds. First thing they noticed was the door stood open.
“Montana, didn’t you close the door behind you?”, Squirt asked the bulldog.
“Uhhh, grrr..”, Montana shook his head. As brilliant a mechanic as he was, the bulldog only spoke I grunts and Squirt was the only one who understand his heavy breathing and mumbling.
“Yeah, I thought so, I could’ve sworn you did too”, Squirt said with a worried look on his face while both of them were rushing to the lab’s entrance. It was immediately clear to them someone had taken unauthorized access and had done a quick search through their stuff. Amidst the lab, on the working table, where they worked on their new project, everything was in disorder. And where once their new laser gun stood now was an empty space. Worse, the project was finished, so it was a functioning prototype missing. The laser could make a hole in anything as hard as steel or concrete in just a few minutes. They had been working on it for months and Commander Gander had great plans with it.
“Fuck!”, Squirt shouted in despair, “Somebody needs to tell Commander Gander.” Montana said nothing, instead he smashed with his fist on the table. You could hear the wood cracking.
“Well, the longer we wait the more we’re gonna be in trouble. Better face the b**st now”, Squirt said half-heartedly. Montana nodded in agreement.
“What?! What you mean it has been stolen? Under my nose? In my own HQ?”, Commander Gander shouted furiously. His face turned all red one moment and the next moment it looked like all color disappeared, only to be replaced by steam coming out of his nostrils. He grabbed both Montana and Squirt by the collar and lifted them up, looking them close in the eye. Now Squirt is a small man, altho he too carries some pounds. But Montana is a big dog, all muscles and girth. Still, Commander Gander was in such a rage he lifted them like feathers. His eyes narrowed while he was looking at them. When he finally spoke again he emphasized each word: “I… WANT… BOTH… OF… YOU… TO… MAKE… ME… A… NEW… LASER… BY… THE… END… OF… THIS… WEEK !!!” And then he dropped them to the ground.
Squirt wanted to protest, it just wasn’t possible, it had taken them months to build this one. He opened his mouth to say something, but Montana grunted at him to tell him he’d better not and they should get the hell outa there.
“Now someone will pay for this!”, Commander Gander said in a bewildered tone and he yelled: “BIGGY! GET YOUR SORRY ASS UP HERE!!!”
As fast as their legs could carry them, Montana and Squirt ran back to the lab.
“Yep, it’s still gone”, Squirt said, as if he had hoped that during their absence the laser would’ve returned just the way it had disappeared. “How the hell are we gonna do all that in just one week? I ain’t no fuckin’ octopus having 8 arms”, he exclaimed.
Montana shrugged and let out a big roar.
“I hear you, Montana”, Squirt said, “but there’s only so much we can do.”
Before they could even start the work they had to clean up the lab. When they were rearranging their stuff it sank in what for a task lay ahead of them. And seeing Squirt all wind up made Montana nervous too.
“Huuh, grrr, brrruuuhh,” he sounded like. When Montana got nervous he started to get clumsy. Like his mind and fingers blocked. He needed to release his stress or this project wasn’t going anywhere. He needed it fast.
The bulldog had a special liking for small k**s. And when they weren’t willing, he didn’t mind forcing them. Squirt was his buddy. Not only did he understand him, he was also short and chubby. The way he liked them. The bulldog looked at Squirt and dropped what he was holding. Squirt knew that look all too well. Montana walked over to him, already unbuttoning his shirt and taking off his belt.
The massive bulldog looked at the working table still in disarray. With one swift movement of his hand he wiped it clean, all utensils falling on the floor.
When Montana was in that state Squirt knew better than to resist. Besides, he needed some stress relief himself. Montana climbed on the table and pulled Squirt up there with him. He mumbled, but no longer in discontent: “Uuh, bum! brrum!”. There was pleasure and expectation in his voice.
Squirt sniffed at Montana’s armpits. The sweaty smell made him dizzy and he started to lick the bulldog all over his body. Montana loved his ears to be licked and his earlobes and nipples to be nibbled at. He let all of his stress leave his body. His dick started to hurt in his pants which were too narrow to keep his erection. When Squirt unbuttoned Montana’s pants, his dick jumped out. Like a puppet in a spring box. Montana never wore undies, he thought they were a waste of time and money. He had a big uncircumcised dick and the foreskin made Squirt crazy. He loved to play with it, watch the head popping out when he withdrew it, like the hide and seek game he played as a k**. His mouth fitted the dick like a glove. Because of the foreskin, it has a distinct taste of smegma. At first a foul taste, but when he got used to it he savored it. Like gravy on meat. It made Squirt go wild crazy. He sucked that dick like his life depended on it. Montana already felt a nut building up, moaning loudly: “Uhhh, aaarghhh, yoooooooo!, yoooooooo!, Yoooooooo!", so he pulled Squirt by the hair and pushed him away.
“Grmmbll, bhooha”, it sounded. Squirt immediately knew what Montana wanted him to do and he sat on all fours, exposing his buttocks to Montana. To his surprise Montana started to lick his ass, tongue deep between the cheeks, past the tight muscle. Long hauls of his tongue. One could hear the slurping sounds. Squirt’s eyes went cross-eyed and his tongue stuck out. He drooled and his body started to shake violently, like on the edge of cumming.
Then, without a warning, Montana pushed him down aggressively. He no longer wanted to waste any time and he let himself fall upon Squirt. The small man got smashed by the weight and he groaned. Montana held Squrt’s head down with one hand while he took his dick inside the other, smashing it a few times on the inviting ass. Then he guided his dick inside.
Squirt was a regular fuck at the HQ,, so his ass was an easy stretch. Montana had no difficulties whatsoever to get inside and plunge it deep. He got in and out, each time falling with the whole of his weight upon Squirt. Then he wiggled his butt in circular movements, as to explore the whole of it, making sure to hit the prostate. His hand was before Squirt’s mouth, one finger inside and Squirt sucked it eagerly. Montana loved banging that ass. His moans were like grunts. He was breathing heavily.
When he got tired, he withdrew for a while. “Uuuh, huu, sheee”, he said and Squirt turned around to lay on his back. They started to kiss. Then Montana lay on his back and beckoned Squirt to ride him.
Squirt rode him like he was a cowboy taming a bull, while Montana jerked him off roughly. It didn’t take him much longer to cum and his jizz hit the ceiling. But still he hadn’t enough. He pulled Montana’s fur hard while he continued to ride him. Montana too felt how he was ready to explode. With a loud “Aaaargghh” he shot his load inside Squirt’s ass.
Exhausted Squirt fell upon Montan’s chest which was sticky and wet. That way they fell asleep.
Suddenly, at the back of their mind they heard someone coming and they got off the table. They put their clothes back on and heard someone knocking at the door.
“Go away! We are working!”, Squirt yelled and the sound of footsteps went away.
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