FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"I'll be right back, I gotta go take a leak!"

The music in the club was loud, so the fox had to yell to be heard over it. Ryder, his rabbit companion, nodded. "I'll make sure your seat's still here when you get back!" Adam gave him an 'ok' sign before heading off. Ryder simply stayed seated at the bar, his stiff ears continually twitching from the loud music. It wasn't exactly his scene, but his orang-furred fox friend had been dying to get out and let loose ever since he got dumped by his boyfriend for some vixen.

Ryder, being the good friend, was very supportive and had been hanging out with him a lot more to keep him company. Up until now, it had been game nights and sporting events, things that he could do with both Adam and his boyfriend, a wolf named Tobias.

Just as Ryder finished his screwdriver, a hulking orca with large muscles sat down where Adam had just been. "Seat's saved, man," Ryder said loud enough for the whale to hear. He didn't seem to care though.

"Bartender, another round for my little friend here," the whale called out as he slammed down some cash on the bar. The bartender, an attractive stag, began mixing the drink for me before he could refuse.

'Fuck,' Ryder thought, 'not another one of these shit-heads.'

He turned to the rabbit with a cocky grin on his face, "The name's Dominic, but you can call me Dom or even Dommy, if you like." He extended his hand for him to shake, which he didn't.

Ryder scowled at him and shot, "I said the seat's saved, dummy." The bartender placed the freshly-made screwdriver in front of Ryder, which he sipped on. It might've been bought by an asshole, but he's not one to turn down free booze.

Dominik simply laughed. "You got a fire in ya, don't ya?" he asked rhetorically. "I like that, snowflake." That cocky grin of his widened, showing off his fangs. Ryder didn't know whether it was supposed to intimidating or playful, but it just came off as stupid.

"Call me snowflake again and it won't be pleasant for you," the snow-white rabbit threatened. He glared daggers at him, hoping that he'd get the message, but like all the others, he didn't.

"Damn, boy!" he exclaimed actually sounding impressed by my guts. "You got some major balls! Alright, if not snowflake, what should I call you?" By the way he spread his legs slightly, it seemed as if he was expecting him to say something dirty. The asshole just wouldn't quit.

"You can call me never," Ryder spat back. He took another drink from the free screwdriver.

Ryder had hoped that would be the end of it, but he didn't back down. Instead, he wrapped his arm around the rabbit's small shoulders as if he had the right to do so. "That's fine," he replied smoothly, "I'm fine with a one-night stand, bunny boi." That was the last straw.

It was at this point when the bartender stepped in. "Hey, man, the guy said no."

"Nah," Ryder replied, "it's fine, sir. I got this." He turned to face Dominik with a coy grin on his face. "So, let me guess, you'd love it if I hippity-hopped up onto this bar and let you ravage me right here and now, right?" He spoke as if he was sincerely lusting after the stranger. "I'm no stranger to making scenes like that." Ryder moved his near-empty glass of booze out of the way and pulled himself up so that he was sitting on the bar.

"Hell, yeah," he growled aggressively, "now we're talking. I knew you were simply playing hard-to-get. Get ready for the pounding of y-" Before he could finish, Ryder quickly stood up and delivered a resounding kick to his face, sending him straight off the stool and onto the ground unconscious and with a broken and bloody nose.

"Sleep tight, fuckwad," Ryder said with satisfaction before spitting on him. He looked over at the bartender, who was looking at me in shock. I asked in a hopeful tone, "This isn't a problem, is it?"

The stag simply laughed and shook his head. "That asshole's been bothering customers here for weeks, I'm just surprised you actually did that."

"I don't take shit like that from anyone," the rabbit replied. He smiled and went through the orca's pants to pull out a twenty, placing it on the bar. "I believe he gave this to you as a tip," He replied with a smirk and a wink.

"That's quite generous of him," the bartender replied, slipping it into his pocket. "Care for another drink? It's on the house."

"Well, who am I to deny such a gracious offer from this fine establishment," Ryder said. "Besides, who could turn down free booze like that?"

The bartender laughed as he poured me a fresh glass. "I'll go get a bouncer to drag fish-breath out of here. Can I trust you to make sure no one tries anything stupid?"

"Like I said," Ryder repeated, "I don't take shit from anyone."

Just as the bartender goes to find a bouncer, Adam returns from the bathroom. He looks at the downed orca and then to me before sitting on the stool. "What happened?" he asked sounding only vaguely surprised.

"I'm a rabbit in a club full of horny guys," Ryder replied rolling my eyes, "what do you think happened?" He downed the rest of the drink that was bought for me. Booze is booze whether it comes from a sweet charmer or a muscle-headed asshole.

"Why can't guys just take 'no' for an answer?" Adam sighed. "I swear, the guys in the bathroom were looking at me funny while I was using the urinal, as if it's inconceivable for a fox to go into a restroom to actually just take a leak. I think one of them actually assumed that I'd be working the gloryhole in there, because he was washing his hands when I went in, and immediately went into one of the stalls."

"Fucking prick," Ryder muttered. "I'm so sick of this specist stereotyping." He looked around to see if the bartender was retuning yet. He wanted something to calm him down.

"Your telling me," Adam agreed, taking the drink he'd left and downing it. "At least people just think your always horny and down for anything. With me, they always assume that I'm eager to wrap my muzzle around a dick or lift my tail for one. And Ryan's got it the worst." Ryan was another one of their friends. He was an otter who happened to be short and lithe.

Ryder sighed and nodded in agreement. "He's probably had to fight off more than the both of us combined."

"Remember that time he punched the cop?" the fox began laughing at the memory.

"Oh, geez," I replied with a snort, "how could I forget?"

A while back, Ryder, Adam, and Ryan went out bowling, something they do a lot. They happened to be set up right next to a bunch of rowdy frat guys of the tough, jock variety. Obviously, three "submissive species" all in one place seemed like easy pickings for these guys. At first it had just been some crude innuendos and jokes, but when one guy took it too far, Ryan decided to get back at them and "accidentally" dropped the heaviest bowling ball onto the guy's paw. Things escalated from there and they all ended up being escorted to the police statement to get things settled.

The police officer that had been taking their statement wasn't much better than the frat guys. He didn't make any jokes, but he suggested that the group might've been giving the other guys signals that they were into them and pressed the matter even after the three friends told him that they didn't. Ryan clocked him right in his snout.

"He's just lucky that they only kept him in jail overnight instead of pressing charges," Adam said with a laugh.

"I think the funniest part was when he threatened to get the cop fired for letting his predetermined biases of species affect his job!" Ryder hit the table as he laughed. "Damn, that guy would've deserved it, too."

"That was a damn fun night," Adam said with a reminiscent glint in his eyes. We continued to relive some of the fun encounters that involved us either telling off, beating up, or otherwise humiliating the idiots who assumed we were sluts simply because of our species.

"Oh, damn!" Ryder muttered as he looked at his watch. "I promised Kyle I'd be home in five minutes."

"Shit," the fox said, "you better hurry then."

Ryder quickly grabbed his coat and headed out of the club. He hailed the first cab he could and gave them his address as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He pulled up his texting app and sent Kyle a message. "Be there soon. Finally got a cab."

After a moment, his phone buzzed as he received a text from Kyle. "Lost track of time, didn't you? :P"

"Kind of, got caught up in our old war stories."

"That means some asshole bothered ya, doesn't it?"

"Nothing I couldn't handle. Gave him a face-full of paw and got a free drink out of it~"

"Well, if you get back here by the time you promised, maybe I'll give your paw a massage~ ;)"

Ryder leaned forward and said to the driver, "I'll double the tip if you can get me there in two minutes."

The driver, an elk with large antlers, smirked and replied, "You got it buddy." The cab jerked forwards as it sped through the streets. Just as he was pulling up the street, Ryder checked out the price on the counter and pulled out his wallet, counting out the amount owed along with a very generous tip.

As challenged, they arrived within the two minutes, so Ryder tossed the money on the passenger seat and rushed out of the cab, barely remembering to shut the door as he did so. He rushed up the stairs of the front porch and stumbled into his house, tripping over his feet and falling onto his chest right inside the threshold. He looked up and saw a very cute timber wolf grinning down at him.

"You sure want that massage, huh?" the wolf teased. He was very short for his species, barely making it to five feet tall. His fur was bushy and fluffy, with the front of him snow-white while the back was a darker grey. His tail was long and thick and was wagging back and forth eagerly as he greeted Ryder. His light blue eyes were so beautiful that you could get lost in them and paired perfectly with his dazzling smile. He wore very little, currently opting for only a pair of loose shorts, letting his fuzzy chest stay bare and for all to see. His only other adornment was a black leather collar around his neck that had a couple tags with the inscriptions of "Puppy" and "Property of Ryder."

"You hardly ever offer anymore," the rabbit pointed out with a lopsided grin. he stood up and brushed himself off. Back when they had first started going out, Ryder had repeatedly made Kyle give him paw massages because he loved them and Kyle was incredible at it. After a while, Kyle made the stipulation in their agreement that Ryder was no longer allowed to order massages from him. Even with so little power, Kyle still had his boyfriend wrapped around his finger.

Kyle smiled warmly as he gave Ryder a kiss on the cheek. "Well, maybe I'll start offering them a little more often."

Ryder gave a happy churr and petted Kyle's head, "That would make me very happy."

Kyle gave a mix between a happy growl and a purr as he enjoyed his pettings. "So, bed or couch?"

"Definitely bed," Ryder replied, already walking towards the bedroom. With the light turned on, the room was illuminated, displaying its action-movie-poster covered, blue-painted walls. Ryder flopped back onto the king-sized bed and closed his eyes to relax.

"That bad?" Kyle asked consolingly. He sat right in front of Ryder's paws and he slowly removed his shoes, not bothering to untie them, and soon followed with the socks.

"What is it with guys and assuming that certain species are always looking to get dominated?" he asked rhetorically. He stretched out his arms before placing both hands behind his head.

"I think it's because you're just so sexy that they just can't help but try to get some of you for themselves," Kyle replied as he began idly rubbing at Ryder's left paw.

Ryder couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, aren't you being sweet." Kyle began to really massage him now. He knew exactly where to press and just how hard. He quickly found one of the tension points and pressed hard on it, getting a groan from Ryder. "Oh god, that's the spot," Ryder moaned.

Kyle chuckled and quipped, "Isn't that usually my line?"

Ryder laughed, "Don't worry, you can have it back after the massage." After a short pause, Ryder said, "Switch to the other one. That's the one that dented that blow-hard." Kyle happily switched over to the over paw, his fingers searching for the magic spots that made the rabbit moan. "Oh, yeah," Ryder murred, "that's a good puppy."

Kyle smirked as he fell into his role. "Does Master like that?" he asked as he pressed down on the same point he just had, right in between two of his paw pads. Ryder squirmed a bit and nodded, urging the wolf to continue.

"Master likey a lot," Ryder murred as Kyle stroked and pressed against his paws with an expertise that would make you think he had proper lessons for it. "Such a _good_puppy," he said as he closed his eyes and basked in the pleasure.

Kyle slowly elevated his rabbit master's paw as if to allow him to get a better angle for the massage, but he had a different agenda. With his long, lupine tongue, he laid a wet lick from Ryder's heel to the tips of his clawed toes. Ryder let out a surprised squeak as he jerked up from his resting position. Kyle simply gave him a cute, playful expression that melted Ryder's heart. Ryder couldn't help but smile as he took off his shirt, asking in a playful tone, "Does the puppy wanna play?"

Before he even answered, Kyle's tail was giving it away by the rapid swishing back and forth. "Very much so," he replied. He immediately went back to slobbering all over his master's paw, slipping his tongue between pads and toes alike. While Kyle was having his playtime with Ryder's paws, Ryder reached over and rifled around through the drawers before pulling out the object of his desire.

Kyle gave a giddy smirk as he saw his rabbit master bring out his leash. "Master's in a kinky mood," Kyle purred, raising his head to give Ryder access to his collar.

"I am," Ryder growled as he snapped the leash to the collar. "And it seems like you're just as excited for it as I am." Bulges in both Ryder's and Kyle's shorts were quite apparent. Ryder smirks and tugs at the leash, forcing Kyle forward and bringing him muzzle-to-crotch. Kyle instinctively inhales, breathing in the musky scent of his master. "Puppy like that?" Ryder teased.

"Mmm, yeah," Kyle purred. He gave an eager lick along the tented fabric prison that remained between him and his loving master's meat.

Ryder chuckled and petted the wolf's head. "Well, if you'd like more, I suppose I'll allow you to play." He acted as if he was doing Kyle a big favor, but they both knew he wanted it just as much as his pet did.

Kyle swiftly removed the rabbit's pants and his briefs, letting out the semi-erect shaft along with a fresh wave of strong musk that made Kyle shudder in delight. Without even thinking, he buried his snout under his master's sack, letting Ryder's balls and cock rest on his snout and face, to get right at the source.

Ryder gave a devious chuckle. "You like that smell?" he asked rhetorically. "That's the scent of a proper dominant master." Kyle gave a few more sniffs and let his tongue lap out, tasting at Ryder's taint. "You just can't get enough of it, can you?" Ryder let the wolf indulge himself with the strong musk for a little while more before using the leash to tug him upwards a bit. "That's enough of that. You can have more later if you're good."

Kyle nodded obediently, "Thank you, Master." Without needing to be told, he went to work on preparing Ryder for what was to come. The first step was to get him fully erect, and the wolf knew exactly how to do it. He leaned forwards and began lapping hungrily at the large, full sack hanging just below his master's sheath. The short, clean fuzz tickled his tongue and left a strong, pleasant flavor lingering on his taste buds.

Ryder moaned softly as he kept the leash taut to signal to Kyle to stay there and keep doing what he was doing. "That's a good boy," Ryder groaned. "Puppy just loves to play with balls, doesn't he?"

Kyle couldn't help but smile and roll his eyes. As bad as Ryder's puns were and as many times he used them, Kyle couldn't help but enjoy hearing them. He gave a playful ruff in response before he wrapped his lips around one of those cream-filled orbs and began suckling on it.

Ryder groaned in pleasure, "Such a good puppy!" He pulled the leash back again, forcing Kyle's muzzle to press even close to his groin. "That's it, get those balls nice and slobbery." The submissive wolf did just that. Taking the second ball into his large muzzle, he sucked and lapped at the fuzzy scrotum, leaving a coating of saliva.

That lasted only until Ryder's ten-inch monster of a cock was fully expose from his furry sheath. At that point, Ryder ordered, "Enough of that, pup. Get me lubed up with that muzzle of yours." The authority and dominance that dripped from his tone caused Kyle's fur to floof out in excitement.

The wolf released Ryder's balls and raised his head so that it was level with his towering cock. He locked eyes with his rabbit master and, with a smile, gave the cock tip a sensual kiss.

Ryder couldn't help but growl at this. "Rrrrr, damn, you look so hot like that!" He reached forwards and petted his head lovingly. Kyle nuzzled at the affectionate hand for a moment before returning to his task. He wrapped his lips around the girthy cock and slowly slid down. He managed to get half of it in before it tickled at his throat, so he slowly began bobbing along that portion for a while.

"God, that mouth of yours is so warm," Ryder purred. He continued to stroke his pet's head, particularly around the ears, where he knew that Kyle absolutely loved. "Feel like taking the rest of it?"

The question was answered as he felt Kyle push more and more down his throat, swallowing several times on the way down. The tight pressure made it difficult for Ryder to stay still, but he didn't want to hurt his sweet, submissive puppy, so he resisted. Kyle had had plenty of practice taking Ryder down his throat, and his control over his gag reflex has become so great, that he didn't even flinch as the meaty shaft slid up and down his throat.

Ryder let out a pleasured moan as he felt the shallow puffs of warm air from Kyle's nostrils tickle his groin. "Aww, fuck, you're too good at this, pup!" Kyle swiftly bobbed his head, leaving slick slobber all over his master's member and the fur surrounding it.

This went on for several more minutes, Kyle masterfully blowing his Master's cock while Ryder praised his skills and rubbed his head. Ryder could feel himself getting close, and he knew that if he let Kyle continue, he'd end up nutting in his mouth. Wanting to keep this going, as well as make sure his pet got off, he gently pushed Kyle off of his member. The well-tended shaft twitched in anger from being denied, shooting off several splashes of precum on Kyle's muzzle, showing him just how close he was to having finished. When Kyle looked up at him, the apparent confusion in his countenance, Ryder answered the unasked question with a very suggestive smirk, "As much fun as it would be to have you swallow my cum, there's another part of you that I'd prefer to use."

Kyle gave a happy murr, "Is that so?" He moved and sensually licked at Ryder's clavicle. "And in what way would Master like to take me?" He traced his claws along Ryder's chest, which served to make the rabbit growl dominantly.

"Be a good puppy and get down on all fours," Ryder demanded aggressively. Kyle immediately obeyed. He got on his hands and knees, raised his hind end, and hiked his tail, shaking his rump seductively as he presented himself to his master. Ryder couldn't help but murr at the appealing view. "Such a good puppy." He placed both hands on the wolf's hips and rump, giving it a gentle rubbing. "Such a beautiful ass you got here."

Kyle purred, more catlike than wolf, as he enjoyed the rabbit pawing at his butt. He pushed back against the soft hands massaging him. "Thank you, Master," he chimed happily.

Ryder smirked evilly to himself as he gave his pet a harsh slap on the rump, earning a sharp yelp of surprise mixed with combined pain and pleasure. He leaned over Kyle and growled into his ear, "Gonna breed you like the bitch you are!"

Kyle growled playfully and replied in jest, "Such a naughty mouth on you."

"Yeah, but you love me anyways," Ryder gave him a loving lick on the head. Kyle couldn't resist giggling as he turned his head to lick at Ryder's neck. He nodded and rubbed his rump back against that rabbits throbbing rod, signaling Ryder to continue.

Ryder adjusted himself so that his tip was pointed directly at the awaiting hole as he was leaning over his submissive partner. "I love you, puppers," he murred lustfully in his ear.

"Love you, too, Master," Kyle whispered back. The moment the last word ended, Ryder plunged his leporine shaft deep into the wolf beneath him, managing to get just about two-thirds of it into him before he felt resistance. The sudden thrust and rough entry sent pain coursing through Kyle's body, but it was overshadowed by the pleasure from having his dominant partner inside him, which was made known by the howl that sprang from the wolf's throat.

Slipping back into his dominant role, Ryder smirked smugly hearing the pleasure he forced upon his pet. He began thrusting his hips, working more and more of his meat into Kyle's tailhole and getting more pleasured moans and huffs from him. "That's it," Kyle growled, "moan for me, pet." Ryder wrapped his arms around the wolf's chest, pinning the tail between his chest and Kyle's back, as he continued thrusting into him. "You love being taken like this, don'tchya?"

Kyle lowered his front end, accentuating just how submissive he was. "Yes, Master!" he moaned needily, rocking his hips back against Ryder. "Ah, yes! Breed me as if I were a female in heat!" Despite being a cliché, that line always brought out the animal in Ryder, so it was one that Kyle used often.

Ryder licked his lips hungrily. "Yeah, such a horny, little bitch, aren't ya?" he asked rhetorically. He moved his hand down a bit to give the canine shaft a few tugs. It was already leaking precum both on the sheets and now on Ryder's hand. "Already leaking?" He chuckled. "Such a naughty puppy, making a mess on the bed." He brought his hand that was now wet with preseed up in front of Kyle's muzzle. "Lick it clean." The order was firm and not to be disobeyed.

Kyle immediately began lapping at the messy hand, cleaning the pre out of the fur very thoroughly. It was hard for him to concentrate on much. The massive cock sawing his insides was now being repeatedly jammed against his prostate.

Kyle couldn't suppress his moans as he was ravaged by his master. The incredible sensations were overwhelming. "God, Master," he moaned in pure joy, "you feel so good in me! Please, give me more!"

Ryder smirked and felt a wave of pride and joy as he pleasured both himself and his very submissive pet. Of course, a request like that opened him up for some extra fun. "Damn, you're a needy little bitch, aren't you?" The question was rhetorical as they both knew the answer. "If you really want more, then you're gonna have to prove just how you want it." Ryder leaned close to Kyle and growled into his ear in a seductive tone. "Beg for it, bitch."

Kyle couldn't help but shiver in excitement from the demand of his much more dominant partner. "Please, Master, fuck me! Breed me like the filthy bitch I am! Claim my ass by filling it with your seed! I need you to show me my place!" He could hear Ryder growl approvingly at his display of submission and sluttiness.

"Damn near impossible to say no to you, love," he murred breaking character for just a moment. "Gonna fuck you silly, my slutty, little pet!" Ryder gripped Kyle much tighter and began thrusting much harder albeit with slightly less frequency. Between some primal grunts, Kyle murmured, "Not gonna be able to sit properly for a week when I'm through with you."

The room was filled with a cacophony of sex sounds. The wet squelching of the rapid thrusting in and out of Kyle's lubed tailhole, the panting and moaning from both Ryder and Kyle, Kyle's whimpering when Ryder found just the right spot to hit, the_'plap plap plap'_ of Ryder's hips slamming against his pet's round ass, and the occasional loud slap that echoed around the room when Ryder decided to give a firm swat to his pet. And that's to say nothing about the heady, musky scent that clouded both the room and the duo's minds.

The intense sensations were more than enough to drive Kyle over the edge. He felt his entire body shake as the shattering orgasm hit him. A large load of semen spilled onto the bedsheets below him.

Ryder grunted, trying to hold back his orgasm as his pet's flexing tailhole tried to milk it out of him. "Such a naughty puppy," he chastised with another grunt, "making a mess on the sheets. You're gonna have t- ah! Fuck!" Try as he might, he couldn't hold back. As he felt himself go past the point of no return, he changed his thrusts to top speed. Kyle whined from the rapid onslaught on his backside, soon feeling the warmth of his master's seed being shot deep inside him. Ryder panted and rolled them both onto their left sides while still keeping himself lodged inside his tight, sexy, cream-filled ass. He kissed Kyle's head lovingly and purrs, "Such a good puppy, taking it all for me."

Kyle smiled happily and nestled back against Ryder as Ryder softly rubbed at his chest and belly. Ryder turned the wolf's head to the side so that he could give him a loving kiss on the lips. "Thank you for the paw massage, love." The pure domination that had just previously been ever-present in his voice had melted into a soft and sincere tone of love. "It's very much appreciated."

Kyle made a goofy grin and replied, "It was my pleasure, sweetheart." He moves one of his hands to stroke and Kyle's side. "Maybe I'll be generous and give you another one tomorrow."

Ryder let out a soft sqee of excitement and hugged Kyle tightly. "I love you so much, my sweet wolfy!"

Kyle chuckled and wrapped his arms around Kyle's, making it difficult for him to stop hugging him. "I love you to, my sexy bunny stud."