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These are two of my favorite canines and I can't give the artist enough praise for his work!

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Flicking on the tv you navigated with laser efficiency to the movie you had told me about. As promised you brought up an action film called "Asriel Unhinged." Your legs and my own laid in a tangled mess together, the warmth radiating from the core of your body burned deep into me, Its innocent kindled flame ate at my loins. My breathing had slowed and as we laid together deep passion for you began to well inside me. Its undertones were of caring trust, and protective instinct. The feeling was a manifestation of the habitual need to protect loved ones, its roots haling from somewhere deep inside the group knowledge passed down each generation from our ancestors. Its heritage contracted from the lineage between you and I, and the time before anthropomorphic existence. And with it a glowing hot ball of desire rolled inside of my head like an ember spit crossly from a roaring fire. I took in a slow calculated breath, begging my body to slow down and tried to watch the movie. I really did try to watch, but your scent, your fur, and our proximity on the couch all made me desire nothing else but to pull you in and make you the prefect, tight, little bitch you had been the night before.

leaning towards you I wafted in your boy scent, its airy essence flowing deep into my nostrils as I quaffed it down. I could feel its playful properties churning my insides. As I looked down I realized that your body was like something chiseled hard and pure, but lenient and unassuming. My eyes scanned down to your thin boxers where I could clearly see a small stain, its shadow in the shape of your tip. I looked up to your efficient, lean chest and placed a pad on the inside of your thigh. I began rubbing softly and slowly my fingers began to work their way closer to your young and fragile masculinity. Two soft, sweet, juvenile balls, a beautifully veined shaft, and swept back tip all hilted by your modest knot. With my minds eye I imagined your meat secured by the soft elastic skin and short white fur of your sheath. The thought of your sheath which had the honor of resting on those balls and that boy cock day in and day out, sent white capped waves of arousal to the deepest parts of my consciousness. My pad had reached the bottom of your boxers and I looked up at you, raising my eyes our gazes met for the first time sense we had started the movie. In them I saw burning desire, seeing it there engendered a deeper sense of caring that I had never felt for anyone else in my life. I wanted to fuck you... yes... But I was starting to love you... I was realizing that my choice the night before to "test" my desires and fill your holes with my seed was simply a ruse to get what I desired most intimately without actually admitting I had wanted it in the first place.

Confronting these realities my conscious thoughts began to fill with the type of intoxicated rapture that makes people take risks. I grasped you by the soft fleshy V in the crutch of your neck and crept in for a kiss. It was beautiful but it was nothing like the night before.... It wasn't rushed and hap hazardous but shameless, warm, and unalloyed... Full of subtext and unmistakable desire.

As I pressed softly into your lips I lifted my second pad to your chin turning you towards me as if to request your audience as I entered a sort of "ancient ritual." The burning heat between us was electric, "A-are you sure Danny?" I panted softly between stifled breaths and secret kisses. Instead of speaking you pulled my eager paw down to your thin calico waist area and rested it against the boney space below your abdomen but above your waiting sheath. We were fervently kissing then and our tongues laced together tasting each others flavors as our muzzles pressed tight against one and other. I slid my pad directly onto your groin over top of your boxers targeting your young sinless balls and squeezed lightly. Your sack felt small in my palm and I increased the pressure fondling your vulnerable testicles. Reaching a certain point one of your balls slipped out of my grasp. Beneath the gentle squeezing pressure it slid between my fingers and then back into place, and you yelped adolescently. As you yelped you pulled my maw away from yours, looked at my lips and then down to your sheathed meat. Understanding your request I pushed my hips off of the couch and onto the floor and positioned myself on my knees in front of you. Kneeling there I spread your legs moving them deliberately apart. In that moment as I looked at the triangle of open space between your coltish legs I realized again just how petite you really were. Looking at your teacup waist my thoughts began to fly and I thought to myself:

(How had I even managed to force my knot inside of Danny? How was it even possible that he enjoyed my meat pulsing against his juvenile opening, and then later my cum running slowly back out of him? A flash back of our first night together entered my mind. Danny had been obediently nursing my cock, his chin and nose were bumping against my knot, he was slurping up every last drop of cum that left my tip. As he did he carefully lifted his head while holding my knot with both hands. As I watched my cock exit his hungry maw his tongue slid along my entire length. When my tip had almost cleared his cum soaked lips a thin line of my spunk jetted pointedly to the back of his throat. He had hiccuped so adorably with my cock in both hands, my cum soaking his fur, filling his stomach, and coating his sweet boy hole... I don't think ill ever forget the precious screwed up little face he made, like my cock had startled him. I had told him to look at me so I could spoon feed him a few fingers full of my load. I had ventured to explore his loosened opening and had scooped my seed out from his pink, stretched entrance with 3 fingers. His hole was still puffy from the occupation my knot had imposed just minutes before, all things considered i'm sure my fingers were a happy reprieve. Danny brought his maw to my fingers and cleaned the still warm spunk from them. As he dutifully licked my fingers I watched with total elation as my milk filled his tongue with my most dominant flavor.)

As all of those thoughts and questions fluttered across my psyche the vivid memory of our sex burned in my minds eye as I snapped back to reality. I was still on my knees in front of you and all at once I became abundantly aware of the intemperate heft laying inside my sack. There was a cumbersome load stored there ready to be dumped, my balls were practically vibrating with the idea of mating you again. With that I nearly began shooting lines of precum simply remembering what a fantastic little cum loving bitch you had become during our first night together.

I took a deep reluctant breath and recovered from my thoughts trying to stifle the feelings taking over my body. I blinked heavily as my eyes traveled from your bare delicate knee caps to the boyish girth where your thighs met and your beautiful genitals lay in their crescent shaped nest. I looked back down to my own tip which was hardening and peeking erotically out from my unretracted sheath. Just the same my knot was outlined in the vague form and size of an apple, its typically angular definition softened by my stretching sheath. While looking down at my boxers and my exposed tip a thick layer of your unique musk drew over me and I pulled the blanket to the side tossing it briskly off of us. Again I thought to myself:

(The world of boyhood was really truly finite. Day by day life had rested its feeling from me, the sublime feeling of youth. With it my own youthful light-hearted, and exciting scent had gone as well... When exactly had my own scent changed from that of my boyhood? Had anyone besides me even noticed? When would Danny's factious, coy, endearing... and intoxicating... Scent change to the blunted, banal every day scents that most people seem to have? I think most peoples scent's simply change as they themselves change as they grow bland forgetting about the jubilant magic of their youth. What ever the case the pheromones that Danny Wass releasing, the scent of his freshly scrubbed fur, his soft panting breath, and his naturally bright crystal blue eyes all possessed an almost incantatory effect on my brain.

As it seemed the centers of the brain responsible for making us love someone, or something... The parts of the brain that helped us pick a mate, or make us love our own kids just because they're our own... All seemed to supersede any logical reasoning I possessed. Dannys smell caused some sort of major malfunction inside of of my brain. I knew then that I loved Danny... I thought- to myself "I actually love Danny.")

My thoughts recoiled spitting me back to reality and I was on my knees before you looking up at your magnificent teenaged body. It's parts made of smooth muscly hardness, compact yet capable. In the background I heard the movie reach a climax of gun fire and explosions, as flashes of washed out light reflected on the whites of your eyes. I teased the waistband of your grey boxers and pulled them down to your knees now fully exposing your smooth sheath and delicious balls. I cocked my head to the side and made eye contact with you as I licked you from your button shaped knee right up to the warm dank space between your sack and inner thigh. I savored the flavor and scent of your tender puppyish musk. I think most intoxicatingly while I licked my wet nose pressed lightly into your erection as it hid inside your sheath. In that same licking motion my eyes fell on the bay windows of the living room. The blinds were wide open allowing the mid morning sun and any prying eyes who so desired complete visual access to the room. I snapped away and strode towards the window my knot stiff with anticipation. My exposed tip had already begun producing thin drips of precum, which fell like rain drops. Each glistening orb catching in the fur down the front of my legs, or falling dumbly to the floor.

Reaching the windows I pulled the blinds shut with a swoosh and turned back to face you. I saw your impossibly iridescent blue eyes scanning my body as they changed colors with the light emitting from the TV screen. You had one ear up and the other had flopped foreword against your head in what was probably single the cutest gesture i'd ever seen. You had your boxers at your knees and your cock was slightly erect, your small hands moved uncomfortably covering your private parts. "Take those boxers all the way off lil guy" I said in a quiet register as I took my first step back towards you. I looked past you and noticed a figure sitting in the hallway behind us and nearly yelped. Your petit boy body was encrusted in the tv's glowing light and my heart was beating a million miles an hour, each pump driving more blood into my cock. But who was in the hallway? I squinted my eyes and realized it was your dog Thor, a surprise as I had figured your family had taken him with on their trip, not trusting you to tend to him. Relaxing I pulled you up from the couch and held you close to my body our coats blending finely together and pulled your sweet little paw to my exposed tip. I closed your fingers around my shaft and placed my pad over your own and winced with the same pleasure I had done first thing that morning.

Opening my eyes Thor had inched closer but sat still in the hall observing us. I pulled your pad slowly downward urging my sheath to the top of my knot. My small opening was struggling to stretch around my completely inflated glands. My raw wet sheath concealed my hardened, deep reddish purple meat, which had become veined with excitement. I put your other pad at the base of my cock and you caught right on, dutifully you lowered to your knees directly in front of me. Immediately you began to slowly stretch my agonizingly tight sheath around my painfully engorged knot. It was to late for me to tie your perfect little ass but we would have to make do, I was going to cum in, or on you... It didn't matter which but I was going to cum for you one way or another. Upon breaching the half way point in a crescendo of pain my misused sheath popped the rest of the way down past my knots widest point and I moaned loudly. This seemed to get Thors attention... I stole a glance and watched Thor lick his lips as if he wanted to partake in the manipulation of my cock.

As my sheath moved past my knot a heavy spray of precum shot hard from my tip towards your eagerly waiting maw. I watched as the first line of hot liquidy precum painted the bridge of your snout narrowly missing your eyes leaving an obvious line of damp sticky fur. Unlike the morning of that day when with my first squirt of precum when I had forced myself to hold back, to come apologize to you... I didn't have to stop. I didn't want to stop. And I wasn't about to stop. With my mind spinning Thors presence escaped me, I desired nothing more than that which I was about to do to you. Stifling my breath we laid into each other closing our eyes, and letting our hearts do the work our bodies clawing for each other with such great veracity i'm not sure either of us could have stoped....

With each moment my instincts took more control of the situation and my body began its sensuous dance. Inside my sack my balls rose tight against the core of my groin and then relaxed shooting out a clear line of hot precum. Our mouths met, and you held my cock in your boy pad stroking feverishly as precum shot rhythmically from my tip. Some lines flew to waste, other better guided shots found their way to your stomach and chest or coated your paw. My breath was growing faster and the pace of your jerking had grown more intense, my cock was raging in your hand but I wanted more. In the lust of the moment I was only vaguely aware of Thors immediate presence and his lapping tongue cleaning up lines of precum which had missed any more valuable target and found their way to the floor. I released a breath I hadn't realized I was holding and pulled my maw away from yours, taking time to breath. Like a piece of soft meat gliding under my jaws I placed my incisors in the crutch of your shoulder and neck and pressed softly, as I did I felt you shudder submit beneath me. I grabbed your hand stopping its jerking motion and positioned your closed palm around my tip like a small hat, such that it would catch any shots of my seed that flew from my throbbing balls. Like clock work with each contraction, my scrotum would rise, fall and then shortly after a heavy line of my watery spunk would enter your palm. Roughly a minute later your pad had been sufficiently wetted, my precum dripping lazily from your grasp.

I took your closed paw and put it directly onto the tip of your half exposed meat. Looking down your boy cock was sitting there in its prefect little sheath, and your small balls hung happily between your legs eager with anticipation. Without my prompting you had began to stroke at the exposed half of your cock massaging my cum into the slippery skin of your meat. As you did your sheath began to work its way down and you began to shoot your own thin lines of precum. Taken with my passion I wondered what it had felt like to have my cock buried inside of you, what had it actually felt like to have cum launched into your stomach the night before...? Like something had snapped in my brain without even hesitating I turned to present my virgin ass to the boy I loved. Lowering myself to all-fours I took my position as bottom, now it was my turn to be the prefect little bitch for his master. I immediately felt a sense of release, like I could truly relax and experience the feelings of our love making. Letting go of the drive which had consumed me the night before, I took time to explore the physical sensations moving inside me.

I supported my self with one arm and with the other I reached back and pulled my tail out of your way. I was breathing heavily then and when I saw you standing behind me, cock in hand and your shaft still hardening I experienced a roman candle rush of well being that was not so much a departure from reality but a deeper entry into truth, an enchanted existence there in that moment... There with only you and me. It felt as though I had plummeted into a vortex of cpm[lete sexuality. The next thing I felt was your hand on my lower back pressing my shoulders closer to the ground. I released my tail as you knelt down and began to lick lightly at my untouched entrance. The affect was incredible, my body exploded with desire as I dropped my second hand and wrapped it around my cock, I was milking myself begging for my balls to release. With my face plowed into the ground I captured the next few lines of slippery precum in my paw and then reached behind to massage it into and around my uncontrollably sensitive hole. Then I felt you, you had pushed my tail aside and were rubbing your modest boy cock against my waiting entrance, teasing my hole with your sweet meat. You brushed my hole with your chiseled K9 tip and I watched through my legs as your balls wagged behind me rising and falling ever so slightly inside your white furry sack.

You pressed a single finger into my opening, breeching my slick entrance sliding smoothly in, the lubrication of our cum and your saliva doing its job well enough. You were igniting nerve endings which had never before been fired, and the affect was entrancing. You took your finger and made a hooking shape and pulled downward stretching the skin and relaxing the muscles of my tight hole. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly trying to relax the muscles in the base of my stomach to allow you better access to this new part of me. You pulled your finger out of me in one swift action, and more impressive than having had your finger inside me was the deep feeling of absence when it had been removed.

A moment later you truly laid into me. You forced your smooth boy shaft inside of me not yet fully erect and began to thrust as a deep sensation of fullness overwhelmed that part of my body. I could feel the cool skin of your sheath pressing against my entrance as your burning hot shaft slid further inside of me. Your meat was gradually hardening and I could already feel your cum seeping inside of me filling my cavity with a crawling warmth. Your thrusting intensified and with your first full thrust your hips clapped with my waiting ass, and for the first time I felt your knot enter me. It felt bigger than I imagined it would and the sensation of it inside was completely alien. Your knot inside me was creating a its seal... Locking me in... Locking me, your bitch... To your cock demanding loyal servitude to your desires. It was a sensation beyond any sexual fantasy I had ever experienced or imagined. You pulled back and I felt my virgin hole go with you stretching as you removed your knot from me, you spanked my ass with surprising authority and then forced your girth back into me. You moaned lightly in your adolescent voice and I followed suit dying to exclaim the feelings rushing through me. Your cock was still growing, but my hole felt as though it was at capacity... Your knot pressed into the walls of my entrance. My opening had completely closed around your knot. Your meat was buried inside me your girth although modest had started to rub firmly against my prostate. Each time either of us moved I experienced sharp nails of pleasure that drove through my hungry body.

I closed my eyes and allowed my mind to explore the feelings which dominated my body. My cock hung between my legs throbbing, begging for attention so that I might empty the heavy load in my sack. With your cock tied inside of me you bent forward and began to nip at the tips of my ears and plant the softest of kisses on my neck and shoulders and in your soft, kind voice said "Okay Broderick, I want you to cum for me now." I kept my eyes closed loving every second of your cocks occupation inside of me, and your soft breath carrying your innocent voice into my listening ear. I was able to feel your cock throb and then shoot as a hot line of precum flung deep into me. Your seed began to pool inside of my body the pressure increasing with each contraction of your balls. I lifted my face from the ground and pressed my hands up underneath me. Reaching one had to my cock I had never in my life felt it so inflated, I was harder than rock and with each contraction of my balls and every touch of my prostate more precum came shooting out. Looking back at my cock there was a small puddle beneath us on the floor of my own precum shot there uselessly. I ran my finger through it and brought my fingers to my mouth craving the taste, as the liquid reached my tastebuds flavor filled my mouth. The mixture was not all my own some was your sweet boyish spunk. At some point some of your seed must have spilled from my expanding abdomen. The musky taste flooded my pallet and bloomed into my nose and then down my throat where is settled in the top of my stomach.

The sound of rushing blood had filled my ears and I had closed my eyes again, so when you grabbed my cock at the base and started to stroke I uncontrollably yelped in excitement. I released a deep sonorous moan, a soft whimper and ended with a gentle growl as the sexual release your smooth pad provided me set in. You began pulling my cock back and forth away from my body anchoring your hold around the girth of my knot. You bent forward to my ear and whispered with the slightest hint of mischief "Don't worry he wont hurt you, it feels amazing."

Taken by lust your words failed to register and I didn't realize what was about to happen. With my eyes closed I felt the softest of licks touch the head of my squirting cock. I then felt as though someone was lapping at the entire length of my shaft, and it did feel fucking amazing.

My balls began to draw tight growing closer to my body, I felt you grab my cock and pull it straight back between my legs towards your own as something soft pressed against my sack the furry surface lifting my balls even closer to my body. As a cool, wet, leathery nose bobbed against my painfully engorged meat. I opened my eyes and saw you pulling my knot backward and presenting it to Thor. It was wrong, and every logical tissue in my body wanted to protest. But before I could muster any semblance of resistance you spoke to Thor as he stole tentative licks of my hard cock saying in a smooth voice "Okay buddy, open up.. Good boy Thor." Without a seconds hesitation Thor cocked his massive great dane head, his tail wagging happily behind him and spread his maw wide. Simultaneously he stepped forward and you guided my raging meat deep into his accommodating maw and throat. As my pleasure centers completely exploded the taboo of sex with a feral became entirely irrelevant. Thor's supple tongue moved around my meat creating a motion which seemed to pull my knot even deeper into his hot and sticky hold. Thor's technique reminded me of the way feral pups nursed for milk while fighting off the rest of the litter. I thought to myself that perhaps this behavior was simply a remnant of his time as a nursing pup. Never in my life had I been sucked in such a fashion that my mind struggled to understand the sensations moving through me. But as Thor gulped at my cock I gasped for air, even my basic motor functions beginning to fade. At that you took the liberty of sinking your small jaw and pointy teeth into my left arm and pulled it toward my back, removing my support and my face fell to the floor. With my face pressed flat to the floor, you drove your meat into me thoroughly molesting my prostate and then it happened....

I released a rapturous cry "Gahh Fuck Danny, Yes Danny P-Please don't Sstop" as my teased balls began their final show. Thor's jaw clamped tight around my cock, his teeth glancing the sides of my girthy knot in its place half of the way to his throat buried in his begging maw. Thor pressed forward once last and planted his nose firmly underneath my sack pushing my balls to either side as his snout pressed on the base of my pelvis, his cool nose a stark contrast to my own burning loins. While holding my arm in your jaw you growled at me with your still higher pitched vocal register, a sweet yet serious noise your intentions clear, "don't fucking move Brady", when alas my first jet of thick full bodied cum was ejected from my cock, finding the back or Thor's throat in an instant. The second it did he began sucking with even greater boldness... Apparently Thor liked my cum as much as you did. He never missed a beat, consuming each heavy shot of cum my balls could provide him, the 7th, the 10th, Thors hunger for cum was relentless... As the thick virulent shots of cum raged from my tip I felt your bite tighten on my arm and both your adolescent pads digging scratches into my sides.

Every muscle in my body contracted and then released, euphoric pleasure racked me wave after wave. You released my arm which fell lamely to the floor and then huffed heavily all the while pulling your meaty boy cock around inside me, still fully knotted in my tight opening. I felt the build up of fluids inside me, and could feel your cock sloshing them around. Your load felt impressive given the modest size of your sweet balls. With one final pump you shuddered and began to orgasm with your knot buried inside my virgin ass. The steady increase of precum inside me had gone largely un noticed until that moment. You started grunting your loads into me, pumping white gold straight into my waiting body filling me, with you. As I looked back and saw Thor with my cock buried in his maw, felt your claws digging into my sides, and watched your knees buckle behind me I could feel your orgasm happening. I felt each thick load of your boy spunk enter me. My body felt literally full of you and after about the sixth shot of full hearted seed your developing balls resigned. You folded over me and rested on my back. We both laid panting for about 5 minutes, your maw open next to my ear brushing your warm breath down my neck and along my face. I turned to you and planted a small peck on your panting lips.

When we pulled apart you looked down at Thor who was still wonderfully latched to my meat. To my pleasure five minutes after the fact Thor was still subserviently choking himself with my cock. You looked at him and said "Good boy Thor, good boy." Leaning back you stroked his sides a few times and I felt him sort of gag, like he had stifled a cough. Thor released his jaws grip on my tender meat, stoped the sucking motion of his tongue, and began to turn his head to the side. Looking back my meat slid forth slow at first and then all at once clearing Thor's throat spattering a sticky saliva, cum mixture on the floor. My knot was still inflated, you looked down at Thor who had obediently sat directly behind us licking his lips. You made eye contact with him and then nodded your head. I looked up at you not believing that Thor possibly had any more tricks. But boy did he ever... Thor approached my glistening cock as it hung between my legs covered messily in my own cum and his saliva and began to lick. His long tongue wrapped around my meat lapping at the residual fluids. He had cleaned my shaft, and I looked back to see his own cock had peaked out of its sheath and the smallest glistening drop of precum hung on the tip of it. Admiring the animal I could see his cock was only just smaller than mine, his knot visible through his sheath. Once Thor had cleaned my cock, he lapped up the mess on the floor. And then returned to his roost behind us like an absolute gentleman.

Looking back at you I said quietly "Danny, I want to feel you pull out of me" my voice breaking half way through as I bit my lip. You turned your head to face me and planted a playful kiss on the inside of my ear causing me to tense up and giggle unintentionally. You whistled and Thor positioned himself below us, his head inches from my balls. He began to lick at the space between my stretched hole and smooth scrotum, his nose bumping into my sensitive opening and lifting your Pettit balls with his snout. Looking back I watched as my cock bounced with each lick, my tip still releasing feeble squirts of clear liquid. Your cock had only just began to deflate inside me and the pressure your knot applied to my opening was incredible. You said "I'm gonna do it now oh-okay Brady?" and you began to pull back. Thors tongue teased my opening as it stretched and a few preliminary squirts of seed squeezed around the seal of your modest knot, and Thor happily lapped them up. You increased the tension and just like that you pulled free of me, Thor's maw pressed directly onto my puffy hole and began to lick excitedly as cum came rolling out of me. The second your cock pulled free I felt my stomach start to deflate and I knew your cum would flow neatly into Thors waiting maw. When the flow had stoped and Thor had finished licking my hole clean he came to lay next to my head. He curled up next to me his tail wagging and I extended my pad to rub his ribs. He turned regally toward me made eye contact and then placed one single lick on my wrist. As I removed my hand I made a point to glance over his exceptional black and tan balls laying neatly bellow his tail just inches from my face. As I removed my hand I looked back and my eyes fell briefly on his resting sheath and I felt a pang of desire bubble up from the most disturbing shadows of my body.

Totally exhausted I sat up and crossed my legs, and excused the thought from my brain. As I sat I realized I was completely naked in your living room... I stood slowly and turned towards you. You reached forward and grabbed my mostly deflated cock and then placed the whole thing in our mouth, teasing the back of your throat. You pulled back your head and revealed my cock glistening with your spit. You grabbed my sheath with your narrow fingers and gently massaged it upward sliding it past my kno,t up my shaft, and over my tip placing my cock back into its sheath.

You stood wearily and as you did I pulled you in for a kiss, bending my neck down and lifting your chin up, you stood on your tippy toes and our lips met. Together we laid down on the couch as the end credits of "Asriel Unhinged" played in front of us. We cuddled up bone naked underneath the blanket, It was 11:15am and I had discovered more about my sexuality in the last 2 hours than I had done in the previous 19 years. Laying there what a small thing you were, you could have been a bird held there tightly in my arms. You were Just a little bit of a thing with your deep blue eyes and your fine girly lashes moving happily. As we laid together your little pads tangled with my own as an almost parental love, perfect and lofty ebbed thought my body. Its divine and unbound energy pulsed inside my chest as I began politely licking at the soft fur of your neck. With the smooth arch of you neck supported by the crutch of my elbow and my other arm wrapped tightly around your chest we just laid together. In a rosy haze our energies became one, your body but a compact representation of the soul I loved. We laid like that for some time, and eventually the movie looped back to the search screen, our eyes were heavy and we let them rest.

Thats the end for now guys! I hope you enjoyed!