Hey. Been quite some time since my last post. Won't bother too much with details, but am beginning to try to get back into the swing of writing furry smut once more. I don't feel that confident in my skills at the moment. So for now will focus making short stories as practice. What better way then to post on the first day of the new year. Interestingly enough my word count for this story turned out 2020. Just know this is an adult erotic story between two males. So enjoy and Happy New Year.

Starting Off With a Bang

It was a new day and the beginning of a new year on Corneria. The previous night was roaring in cheers, laughter, and celebration. As everyone partied hard, making commitments to changes they wished to make and creating fond memories. As the sun was rising, the buildings began to refract, and showing the mess that was made on the streets.

In one building however, the morning sun illuminated the inside of an apartment bedroom. Revealing a couple, cuddled together, on their queen size bed. The light was like a terrible alarm clock for at least one of them, that person was Wolf, Captain of the Starwolf. Underneath him still soundly asleep was someone once considered an enemy, but now can only see him as a lover, Fox. The mercenary couple would duke it out in their younger years with their teams for the contract work they had, with some almost fatal calls.

For Wolf, those days seem such a long time ago, as they struggled to survive in those harsh times. In the present, he and Fox were pushing themselves in their late 30's. Staying physically active, yet becoming more settled down as a couple. They didn't feel the need to go out and stay up till midnight to say "Happy New Year" to friends, strangers, and each other. Instead, they stayed in and made sure to end the year with their own fireworks, as they made passionate love. Both falling asleep from exhaustion, just as the fireworks outside were going off.

Despite his tough/brutish form, Wolf was spooning Fox as if he was a delicate flower. Not wanting to wake him from his sleep, he stared at the cute face, innocent yet oblivious to his surroundings. Even as he slept, Fox knew he was protected by Wolf, huddling closer for warmth, content as the small spoon. The smell of last nights rutting became apparent to Wolf, as he and Fox fell asleep not having showered after their messy fun. He relished in the musky scent. Wishing they could spread that scent all over their apartment again. Unfortunately, Fox would not have it, especially after the amount of cleanup that had to be done last time.

The reminiscent memory of that adventure and the night before ended up stirring his sheath awake, ready for another round. Unable to get a good view of Fox's ass, huddled so close to him, he used his hand to feel it instead. Fox's rump felt magical to him, as those wonderfully soft yet firm rump fit, a cheek fitting perfectly in the palm of his hand. He gave it a nice squeeze, unable to resist . Fox's body responded in kind by rubbing himself even closer against Wolf, loving the attention he was getting. For Wolf though, he had to adjust himself in a more comfortable position. As he laid his head over Fox's shoulder, feeling the bite mark he made last night, thankful there was no sign of it having bled. He just laid there, smelling the fox's musky odor as if it were a drug.

He moved his arm that was laid out for Fox to sleep on, and pulled it towards Fox's chest, preparing to play with his man. His hand pressed against his chest, feeling that messy fur. Beneath that, Wolf can feel his well toned muscles. Physically, Fox wasn't as strong as Wolf, but that didn't mean he was weak. He was strong in his own right. It was something Wolf admired and considered to be one of his many strong points.

He continued to drag his fingers down and danced around Fox's nipples, gently teasing them, stirring Fox awake from slumber. It took him a second to process what was happening, then comfortably accepted the feeling of admiration of his body. Wolf knew Fox's buttons that would get him going, and planned to make sure he did no matter what. Pinching his nipple ever so gently, he squeezes the pec, fondling the lean meat. The romantic yet sexual embrace began to stir Fox awake down below as he began to get hard from the stimulation. He didn't need to question if his love was hard too, as he felt his morning wood grinding against his ass and making a mess.

Wolf continued his stimulating assault as he moved his other hand over Fox's abdomen, his fur caked with saliva, sweat and both of their loads. He made sure to rub that belly all over, bringing a murr out of Fox, enjoying the feeling and attention he was receiving. The musky stench from his abdomen, rubbed off on Wolf's hand, as he brought it up to Fox's muzzle to rub all over. The smell alone was driving Fox wild, as he instinctively licked wolf's hand clean of the smell, hoping to get a taste.

On the surface Fox seemed like the good boy scout that did everything by the books, but Wolf knew better. He learned long ago how kinky his Fox truly was, and helped him further down that path. With his hand coated in saliva, he brings it down to Fox's member and started jerking him off. Even without the saliva coating, Wolf could feel Fox's member leaking like crazy. As he rubbed his member, the slick sounds being made grew louder along with whimpers of joy and pleasure. On the other side of that waist, Wolf could feel his morning wood leaking, making sounds of its own. His member hotdogging against the delicious fox butt that's soaked in his pre. His meat was not only painting his sweet ass, but also a bit of Fox's tail as his waist continued to push more on autopilot, enjoying the feeling.

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There was no rush, or point needing to be made. Nor proof needing to show Fox who he truly belonged to. They both knew already, with the countless times they've done it since they got together long ago. As evidence from the previous night, Fox's ass started to leak out Wolf's load. In Fox's mind, if he could, he would gladly have Wolf's children. He would often be put in his place as a reminder, he was his bitch to breed and forever his. As they laid on their side, Fox began to move his leg up instinctively. Telling Wolf what his body is craving, as another glob of cum spills out of him and coat's Wolf's dick all over, ready and lubed up.

As much as he enjoyed Fox getting into it now, and feeling him wanting more. He made sure to show he was not only a good lover, but also a gentleman even in bed. As he pulled his hand away from Fox's member and held the fox's leg up from the knee and brought the other arm around Fox into a tight embrace against him. Fox could feel Wolf's member slip between his legs, as it slid along his inner groin, coating his sheath and balls there of his musky scent as he continued grinding his member.

One of the kinkier fantasies Fox had trouble admitting till he and Wolf were a couple, was his love of musk. He loved the idea of being covered all over in another man's odor. Whether it was sniffing armpits, rubbing a sweaty body that came out of the gym, or even the smell of ass, dick, or cum rubbed all over, it was what Fox always fantasized. It of course went over well with Wolf as he made sure to make that fantasy a reality as often as they could. However, Fox didn't have that craving at the moment. As if reading his mind, Wolf adjusted his hips back into position as he slid his member along that leaky ass crack, and found its mark. Their bodies welcoming the other back home where they belonged, as Wolf slid into Fox with no resistance. The sounds of both of them moaning and groaning from pleasure, were a welcoming sound in the quiet bedroom, along with the squelching sound of cum being pushed out of Fox for a fresh load.

The two stayed still for a moment, as they relished the wonderful feeling in the position they were in. Time felt so slow then as the morning sun had yet to have risen high enough to reach their bed. The morning light wasn't bugging Wolf anymore, as his body began to move on autopilot with the objective to breed his bitch once more. The steady rhythm of his thrust, and hold on Fox, was a comfortable setting they both could enjoy, as they lay in bed relaxing in pleasure. Feeling himself having warmed up, Wolf picked up the pace. The increased tempo created music to his ears, as he can hear Fox's voice get louder and higher with joy.

Fox could only clench the sheets, close his eyes, and mouth wide open, as he began to lose himself to the nonstop onslaught of his ass and having his prostate battered over and over again. Feeling satisfied with his handiwork, Wolf let's go of his embrace on fox and bring his hand over that open muzzle. He steadily avoids Fox's teeth as he slid two fingers along his tongue, surprising Fox for a moment as he closed his mouth around them. He didn't question or refute, he happily complied as he licked and sucked the appendages in his mouth, imagining himself being spitroasted by Wolf on both sides.

He can see Fox was losing himself to his inner bottom slut, as his fingers were being sucked clean and his dick being in a vice grip from an ass not wanting to let go. What could wolf do but to lose himself as well, to his inner top alpha male claiming his prize. The only sounds that could be heard in the bedroom then was hips thrusting, panting moans and a squeaking bed as the sun fully rose out of the horizon, illuminating the two lovers in bed.

The worst part about getting older the two hated most was reaching their physical limit and orgasmic climax, so soon. Compared to their younger years where they could keep going for many hours. Wolf immediately slowed down his tempo for a moment as he pushed his leg under Fox's, keeping it lifted for support, as he reached around and began jerking him off. Fox gasped in surprise, as he tried to resist the urge to cum just yet, but his growing knot proved otherwise. Wolf could feel the formed knot as he continued to jerk him off, as well as his own popping in and out of Fox growing larger by the thrust.

There was no need to communicate to each other, they knew their limitations and knew what the other desired. Wolf pulled his head back and bared his fangs as he bit down on the familiar mark on Fox's shoulder. The familiar pain brought Fox's mind to a halt, as he stopped sucking Wolf's fingers and instead vocalise his inner voice, the moans of a bitch in heat, pleased by his lover's performance. He squeezed down hard on Wolf's knot, no longer letting it escape his hole. His eyes were glazed over, reaching the point of no return, moaning his lover's name, as cums all over the bed and Wolf's hand. For Wolf, he froze in place as he howled into Fox's shoulder and was cumming so hard that his knot was barely doing its job, as he felt a small leak on his spent balls.

Too tired to keep the leg supported. Both Fox, and Wolf's leg lowered back into the familiar spooning position. Still and tired, they basked in the afterglow, tied together. They felt themselves more of a mess than ever before, yet that didn't matter. They ended the year with a messy bang, and started the new year with a messy bang. They were thankful they had nothing else planned for the day, but relax, then shower, then clean the sheets, and maybe squeeze in a couple more rounds if time permitted.

Hope you enjoyed the story, and have a wonderful New Year!