FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

It's a lot like Tinder

James let out a heavy sigh, his finger tapping on the keyboard. Click click click click clickclickclickclickclickCLICKCLICKCLICK!!! He became more and more frustrated by the minute. Yep, his laptop had decided it was tired of him and locked. So here he was, clicking on the keyboard, as if hoping that maybe it would give in to his insistent clicking and start working again. Or maybe it would simply hold out long enough for him to get tired of clicking the darn keyboard.

Well, the laptop won. James would push away from the laptop, sighing heavily once more before pulling out his phone. "Might as well play around with some meet and hump app." So clicking on one of his social apps, he let out a sigh, waiting for it to load before going on his adventure. "Nope," and he slid his finger across the screen. Again, another nope, and another, but he stopped when he saw the grey wolf with blue tipped ears, well, that caught his interest.

Pushing on the image, he smiled, looking his soon-to-be bitch over, those lovely blue eyes, those unique ears, that blue tipped tail, oh, this wolf was going to be bent over everything in the dingo's home. Clicking on his bio, he smirks as he learns more about his bitch. "Let's see, you like to wear a collar, so you clearly have a pet fetish. Oh, you like to role play. Well, I'll give you a role play." So with a smile, he sent the wolf a message. Hopefully, he would get a response soon.

James waited for about three hours, twenty-seven minutes, and forty-five seconds. He sweeped the floor, cleaned the kitchen, folded his laundry, called his mother, went shopping, called his father, watched some porn, and took his dog on a walk. After doing all of that, he finally got a message from the wolf. So, with excitement in his step, he closed the door, grabbed his phone and clicked on his inbox. "'Hi.' Wait, that's it? Just hi? Well fi-" and he received another message soon after. "'Sorry, I was doing something really quick, figured I would send you a quick message. Hello, how are you?' Well... erm... that's better."

He would quickly type a response, wanting to see if he could get the wolf to bite. After a few minutes, he got a response. "Sure, we can meet up. Where?" Perfect, he had the wolf. So sending him the address, he smirked, standing up before heading to his room. He had to go meet his prey.

Waiting at the park, the dingo counted the minutes. He wasn't sure why the wolf was late, but then, wolves were always late, right? So, sitting on one of the benches, he pulled out his phone, looking at some 'Important News' articles.

"Let's see... discovery of a giant wolf in Argentina, meh. A coyote named Cole goes missing... meh. Naked fox spotted in mall, good for them. Hyena puts a video of himself on the Internet, okay, seriously? These aren't even important. Just stupid things no one cares about." With a sigh, he put his phone away, to which he looks over and spots his wolf prey approaching. Indeed, he did have blue tipped ears, a blue tipped tail, but he was surprised when he saw the blue feet. Well, he should have guessed that. Blue tipped ears, blue tipped tail, blue feet, now he was wondering what else was blue.

So as the wolf approached, James smiled and, standing up, he extends his paw out to his new playmate. "Hey there, the name's James. What's yours?" The wolf accepted the extended paw, smiling as he says, "I'm Alex, nice to meet you James." James nods and, when their paws separated, James would ask, "So, you ready for a good time at my place?" The wolf quickly nods, to which James leads him back to his place. This was too easy.

When they arrived at James' place, the dingo would open the door, allowing the wolf inside. As he watched the wolf look around, he would step inside, closing the door before he asks, "So, ready to have some fun?" Alex would turn his head and smile, though he shook his head soon after. "I never play unless I get a lovely drink. So, what do you say, want a drink?"

"Yeah, why not? They are in the kitchen. Help yourself." As the wolf walked away, James would sit down, smirking, watching those swaying hips disappear around the corner. Oh, he couldn't wait to get behind that, to feel that lovely rear press against his crotch every time he hilted himself. Well, the sounds of glasses clinking together and a bottle being set down on the counter alerted James to what the wolf was doing.

Well, when the wolf returned, James looked him over, tail wagging in excitement. Bright green boxer briefs greeted James' eyes. "Well now, seems you got rather comfortable in the kitchen." Alex nods and, climbing onto the dingo's lap, he gave him a glass before kissing his cheek. "Booze and sex are amazing, helps your muscles relax... and it also puts you in a world of absolute amazing pleasure." James nods, taking a sip soon after. "Indeed, especially when you're spread around my cock as I thrust it deep inside of you."

He got a wolf from the laugh... after a seconds few, his head would land in his hand, his unable to think mind process... what did the wolf do to him? He think could not... feel could not... everything spun around, the wolf... the wolves...

Alex stood up, rear towards James. "Hope you don't mind, I figured you would need a little help getting relaxed so I decided the best way to do it is to put in that little... oh, you know, something with extra kick. Oh, you don't need to worry, I'm going to take good care of you," and he laughed as James slumped in the chair. Perfect.

When James came to, his vision still in a haze, he could hear this weird slapping noise coming from behind him, it sounded so far, yet also so close. When he tried to move his arm, he felt something tighten around his wrist. So he tried to move his other arm, but found that it was also restrained.

Then everything came back to him, reality slapping him right across the face. His back arched as he tried to howl, only to see a muzzle keeping his mouth closed. He wanted to scream, the pain was unbearable. Behind him, the wolf was happily slapping against his hips, his fingers tightening on his hips as he began to struggle.

"You know, it's good when they are out... but when they are awake, oh man, your struggling just feels so good. Get tight bitch," and he would slap the dingo's rear, causing James to let out a muffled yelp. The dingo tried to pull away, but there was no escape. Well, it would seem Alex didn't appreciate the struggling. He suddenly yelped when something began to tighten around his sack, though he had no idea what it was.

"The leashes connected to your wrists, well, I was being a bad wolf so I wrapped one around your nuts. So, be a good boy and stay still. You're struggling just a bit too much for my likes." He kept on thrusting, his cock spreading James' hole wide open. James could feel tears streaming down his face as the wolf, the one who he was going to claim, was doing just that to him. There was no mercy to it, just simple rutting. James could feel his hole burning as the wolf began to thrust into him harder and harder, his knees bumping against the bed.

He felt another slap against his rear, his back arching even more, the wolf leaning forward, hot breath brushing against James' ear. "You are my whore," he whispered, his hips slamming into James, that fat knot pushing hard against his hole. "You are... my bitch," he heard the wolf say, the gritting of teeth letting the dingo know that his mistake was getting closer. It took a couple more thrusts, but finally, he felt that knot press against him, but it quickly withdrew. He was quite thankful, until he felt hot globs of what he could only guess as Alex's cursed seed spraying onto his back. Oh no, the wolf was marking him.

When Alex finally finished, panting hard above James, he would slap the dingo's rear, hearing that muffled cry fill his ears. "I love it when you yip in pain," and he moved his right hand to James' hole, stuffing two of his fingers all the way inside. James began to squirm and struggle, his hole clenching around Alex's fingers, to which the wolf laughs. "Such a needy whore. I bet you want to cum so hard... until you realize that you can't cum... I made sure of that."

James' ears flicked at his words, but otherwise, they remained folded back as the wolf teased his insides, his fingers rubbing his walls. He wanted this to be over, he wanted the wolf to leave, he wanted him to go away... but the wolf wasn't done with him yet. Withdrawing his fingers, he grabbed James' rear once more before pulling him back, the dingo letting loose a muffled cry as the leashes went taut around his wrists. "Good boy, you're such a good boy. Cry for me, I love it when they cry."

This wolf was sick, James knew that for sure. This wolf was sick in the head and he needed to be... that's when his dog would walk in on them. James smiled, or at least, he smiled within his head, thankful that his savior had arrived. However, everything came crashing down when all the sudden, the dog left, heading up the stairs once again, leaving the two alone. "I like that dog. I think I'll leave you like this so that he can come down and... have his way with you." There was no hope for James, Alex was pushing his cock back into his spread hole.

It didn't start out slow, the wolf began thrusting into him hard, pushing him against the bed, his eyes closed as tears streamed through his fur. He could feel that disgusting piece of flesh violating his insides, pushing into him deeper and deeper, that disgusting bulb pressing against him, unable to slip inside. Thrusting harder and harder, it finally happened, to which James' eyes went wide, his rear going sore. That fat knot had pushed inside of him, locking them together as his cock twitched once more, marking his walls with a warm coat of white.

Alex once again leaned forward, mouth near his ear. "You are a bitch, you are my bitch...," and he would yank his knot right out, the dingo arching his back, wanting to yelp as loud as he could. "I'm going to leave you here, your dog wants a turn. Oh, and thanks for our fun time together, I really enjoyed it. Have a nice week," and he would slap James' rear for the last time before heading upstairs. James just lay there, panting as tears streamed down his face, though he did hear Alex say something to his dog. He didn't know... nor did he care anymore...

Upstairs, Alex had just finished up with his new bitch. As he searched for his clothes, he felt the dog's muzzle press against the back of his sack. With a growl, he turned, staring at the German Shepherd. "Piss off, mutt. I ain't got time for you." Well, the dog growled and gave his sack a nudge, causing Alex to push away. "Stop it." The dog began to follow him, to which Alex bent over to grab his clothes, only to feel the dog push his tail away and that wet tongue to run along his tailhole. He jumped straight up, clothes in his arms, and rushed away, the dog chasing after him.

Alex beat the dog to the door first, sliding past it before closing it behind him. The dog, on the other side, wagged his tail before heading downstairs once again. When it reached the basement, it would walk inside before biting at the leash restraining his master's left wrist, to which he would then do the same to his right. His master just lay there so, in an attempt to soothe the dingo, he began to lick his rear, the dingo moaning softly soon after. Oh well, he was here for his master... and if that wolf decided to return... well... he was going to find out what it was like to be the bitch.