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Oliver and his boyfriend, Ash were working together to get the house ready. This was in preparation for a visitor, being his boyfriend's personal trainer. Oliver is a brown wolf but he was not like most could be seen around the city. He was much smaller, seen as scrawny and weak. But Ash loved him very much and their relationship was going strong for years now. The other male in question was a vanilla colored bunny with a slim but slightly fem build, having a larger set of hips that gave way to a plump looking backside, only highlighted by his fluffy, puffball tail.

The wolf was extremely grateful to his partner. Not only was he smaller than most in height but he was not very endowed either, packing only about 3 and a half inches with his knot included. This all but forced him to get creative in the bedroom, making up for him being able to just reach the prostate. Ash would hold him close at night and tell him how good it was but some part of Oliver wasn't completely sure.

But at the moment, he was not concerned about things like that, too preoccupied by getting things tidied up for their visitor. It had been a while since they had someone over in their apartment and that gave rise to a bit of excitement within himself.

"I can't wait for you to meet him," Ash said, rushing around the living room, tidying up any and every little thing he could. Clearly their guest was someone important to his boyfriend. As for the wolf himself, he was not a people person and preferred to stay inside the confines of his home when not enduring the long hours at work. But his boyfriend was much more sociable, even spending time at the gym three times a week.

"We've become sort of gym-buddies. He showed me around when I first got there and from them on we just kinda clicked," Ash explained. He went on to tell of how the rabbit was shown the ropes by this other guy, being spotted and in turn helping him with spotting as well.

Oliver was aware that the rabbit would be interacting with others but there was something about the way that Ash was going on and on that struck him as odd. But for as much as he spoke, there was no kind of description given, likely so he could be surprised when he actually did arrive. But all this did was make the lupine anxious.

When they were finished cleaning, Ash was all but pacing back and forth while Oliver still mulled over it. But he no longer felt uneasy about this guy's relation to his partner. No, the two of them had been close for years, with a strong and healthy relationship. But now the wolf was nervous about meeting someone new, he knew that he wasn't the ideal image of a prime canine and certainly wasn't a fan of the looks he got, ranging from amusement to pity.

There were knocks at the door and the rabbit jumped. "He's here!" At once, he was scrambling for the door and Oliver was quick to check himself over, hoping that he looked just the least bit presentable. Looking beyond his boyfriend, the door was opening and he had to stifle a gasp as the visitor made himself known.

Stepping through the door was a very large wolf. So large that he had to lean down just to get inside. This wolf was the spitting image of one would imagine; with dark gray fur and white accents. Sharp blue eyes looked around the living room while large, sharp fangs made up a smirk.

But that was just the start of it. It was all too clear that this wolf had spent a myriad of time at the gym. Not only was he tall but his body was sculpted and wide. With a broad chest and prominent pecs that was barely contained with his tank top. Even through the fabric hard abs could be seen as he stepped in. But even that failed to distract from his boulder-like shoulders and thick arms. He walked on just as sculpted, thick legs, rippling with strength after each step.

"Oliver, I want you to meet Chet!" Ash introduced.

"Uh...hey..." Oliver's throat suddenly felt dry as the seven foot wolf loomed over him. Being only 5' 1 himself, the smaller wolf could feel himself shrinking when those piercing eyes met his own. Tearing his gaze away, he was instead now staring directly into Chet's bicep. But that didn't make him feel any better. That bulging, fur covered muscle alone was bigger than his own head. Looking elsewhere brought him instead to those tree trunk-like thighs, being thicker than the circumference of Oliver's waist. Looking over a bit brought his attention to the behemoth of a bulge that looked to be just barely contained within the shorts he wore. He would have dropped his jaw but Chet clearing his throat caught his attention.

"So you're that little boyfriend of his I heard about." The words in themselves were innocent enough but it was the way that Chet said them that struck Oliver. As if he was expecting something more, looking forward to meeting someone on his "level."

What Chet really did was size up the other wolf. But even a passing glance told him that there was no way that Oliver could compete with him. And that was good. For some time now, he had his eyes on the rabbit. The only thing stopping him was the idea that this boyfriend of many years would not be too happy. But there was no way in hell that this pipsqueak could stop him from taking what he wanted.

Ash came between them, wearing a smile. He was so sure that Chet and Oliver would hit it off. And the bigger male fueled that idea by shaking the hand of the smaller one. His grip was tight and the force in which he shook brought the frightful idea of his arm being ripped off. He did his best to look unbothered but it was more than just the increasing pressure on his hand, it was also the smell that was wafting from the larger wolf. His sensitive nose fed him the smell, getting him familiar whether he wanted to be or not. When the shake ended, Oliver was quick to pull back, wincing as he clenched and unclenched the aching hand.

"It's good to finally see where you crash," Chet said, but he was only talking to Ash. "You mind showing me around?"

"Oh sure," Ash offered. And he was already giving a tour of the apartment, leaving Oliver in the living room by himself, still trying to process all of this.

While being shown around the hulking wolf was mostly drowning out the words that were said to him. He just couldn't wrap his head around it, how that shrimp back in the living room managed to scoop someone like Ash. It must have been some act of desperation that pretty much trapped the rabbit into saying yes. Nevertheless, in his own eyes, Chet saw this perfectly subby bunny that needed a real wolf. And he just so happened to be in the market for a pet that could keep him satisfied.

His nostrils flared as his eyes fell on those swaying hips and that flurry tail. That rabbit's ass was just barely contained with his shorts and he was willing to bet much that Oliver wasn't doing nearly enough with it. How could he when he was a walking, furry twig? There was nothing for him to offer. He wasn't tall, strong, or even of an average build that a wolf should have been, a self respecting one at least.

When comparing Oliver and Chet, the difference was night and day. Even someone who had never laid eyes on a wolf before would be able to see that he had everything that made a wolf proud and more so. As far as Chet was concerned, he was the alpha around here and the basic laws of nature state that the biggest and strongest take whatever the hell they want.

Once they were in the bedroom, he saw his chance. As the rabbit was going on about whatever he and his pathetic excuse for a boyfriend were doing, he closed the door behind them and crept up behind, stalking his prey.

"You know, when we first met I took you for a nice guy, but I didn't think you would be this nice." He spoke over the rabbit and was upon him when the shorter guy turned around. Before anything could be said by him, Chet was quick to continue. "I mean, how long have you been tagging along with that...disappointment? That back there is not a wolf, he's a scared, scrawny, and from the looks of it, shrimp-dick loser. Why are you wasting your time with someone like him? It's not too late to find someone better."

These words left Ash stunned for a moment. But Chet could see the wheels turning in his head and that gave him satisfaction. Even if it was just for a moment, he got the nice little bunny thinking about it. "T-that's not true at all!" Though the tone was stern, the wolf noticed that it wasn't anger. "He's the kindest... We listen to each other..."

He was again cut off but by booming laughter. "You see that? You're just listing off the most basic of things. But I get it, clearly this guy makes good money so you're willing to make some sacrifices. But let me ask you this? How much longer can you go with Mr. Two-Inches."

"Three and a half," Ash corrected but then covered his mouth while Chet laughed some more.

"Aw, poor guy. He may be able to buy you anything you want, but can he give you something like this?" A large paw reached into his shorts and from it flopped the massive wolf's cock.

The moment Ash laid eyes on it they widened. The cock between his legs was a monster. It was big, thick, and long too. His eyes were taking the whole thing in. Not only was it large but the shaft itself was appealing in its appearance, shimmering with sweat, precum, and many other fluids. The dark colored flesh was already pulsing and leaking fluids onto the carpet. It spilled out freely, starting out as dots that quickly formed into a thick, sticky puddle, soaking into the threading.

Unlike Oliver, this wolf had a more standard cock, if it could be called such a thing. A fat layer of foreskin covered all but the bulbous cocktip. To Ash's shock it was still growing in thickness and length was more and more spilled from his fat sheath. He watched the flesh pumping up, starting to rise on it's own like a creature with a mind of its own. It was now that he realized how long it had been since he had seen someone becoming erect in person. Being with Oliver made him used to the prick that looked more or less that same when peeking from his sheath.

With the room having the door and windows shut, it did not take long for the smell of Chet's body to start filling up the room. His entire body had a certain smell to it but with his large, sweaty cock exposed it was only amplified, filling the rabbit's nose with a thick, pungent odor of musk. It wasn't just the smell of sweat that he had gotten used to at the gym. This was something deeper, the stink of an unwashed body. Even with it being a fair distance away, Ash could smell the mix of sweat, precum, and even piss that wafted from the now erect pole of wolf meat. Rather than being disgusted he felt his heart racing and his mouth watering.

Of course he knew it was wrong to be looking at another guy's cock, let alone feeling himself getting hard from the smell that filled the room. But Chet was right in many ways. This was a sheer departure from what he was used to. He had almost forgotten things like this. But even when he was single, the rabbit had never encountered something like this.

The right thing to do was...something other than standing there.

But he's so...big. Those muscles, they're huge and look hard as diamonds. H-he's just a friend...a friend with a massive cock. But the things he said...

Never before had Ash felt like this, it was all too much. A part of him was screaming to go get Oliver but...he just couldn't. His body wanted to move, but it didn't want to leave the room. It was wrong but he wanted it, that was something he could not deny...

His thoughts were interrupted by some sounds. They were steady sounds, wet and deep. It was still going... Returning his attention to Chet, Ash's jaw dropped as he was treated to the sight of the alpha wolf pumping his dick, slathering his thick fingers in sloppy precum. Smearing it over the length made the noises even louder, messier. It filled the rabbit's large ears and he took a step towards him, finally giving in.

"That's it. Come here and I'll give you what you've been missing for so long now..." Chet's words did just the try to allure the whimpering rabbit. A tent was forming in the lagomorph's shorts and as he got closer, a new intensified level of musk hit his nose. It hazed his mind and caused him to moan out. Clenching his teeth, Ash felt himself cumming and could only shudder as he creamed his underwear, splattering the fabric.

"Is it too much for you?" Chet asked with a teasing chuckle. Ash was still stepping closer and closer.

He continued to jerk himself off, making a little show for his new soon-to-be pet. With his thick, muscled legs spread and a single arm raised behind his head, Chet made himself into the perfect image to drive the other male wild. His tactics were subtle, flexing his body with every little movement he made, tensing his biceps and bouncing his pecs.

Ash watched all of this, unable to tear his eyes away. Every little thing about his gym buddy was blowing his mind. The foreskin was gliding up and down, covering the blunt cocktip before slicking back. Even with the precum that coated the shaft, more and more of it idly dribbled into the carpet below as the rabbit stepped into the puddle, a wet smack sounded under his foot and he lifted it, shuddering as warm and sticky strings clung to his sole.

It was no wonder that the wolf was flowing like a faucet, underneath his incredibly sized cock were two massive balls that hung low in a slowly swaying and glistening sack. Damp, ruffled fur rain along them and looking closely, Ash could actually see them churning.

The closer he got to the beast, the stronger that smell became. It was an already strong musk from a few feet away, but now it was a thick, hazy stench of a powerful male, basking in everything that made his body what it was. The scent was wafting from anywhere it could; his exposed pit, those swaying balls, and of course the log of cock that roused the strongest musk of all, brought about by pulling the skin along the cocktip. The moment it was exposed, a burst of deep smells: fermented pre, cum, and even piss, it all struck Ash's senses and it seemed to affect him more and more. Before he was just whimpering and moaning as he took the smell in, but now he was looking rather desperate as if he had found the oasis within an expanse of sizzling desert.

His lithe body finally made contact with the large wolf's cock, touching the tip with his hand. Against the palm was a rush of heat as it pulsed again, pouring more fluids into the carpet. At this point it was ruined, not only flooded and sticky but it was already smelling heavily of the larger wolf. Ash had heard that wolves liked to mark their turf but Oliver had never done anything like that before.

"So, what do you think of it?" Chet asked, looking down at the wide eyed rabbit. Ash was now rubbing his hands over it, already getting his hands wet with the mix of strong smelling fluids, the dank smell of it was already soaking into the fur of his paws.

"It's...holy shit..." As if in a trance, the thin lagomorph had eaed down on his knees, making squishes as they pressed into the fabric of the carpet, getting his body wet and sticky with more of the gigantic lupine's ever flowing markings. His nose was bouncing, taking a deep whiff of the potent aroma straight to the head.

"A whole lot more than Oliver can give you, I bet." The rabbit had to agree. "This is what you've been needing for a long time."

"Yeah... I always figured you were big, but Chet..." The rabbit was always pumping at it with both hands. A greasy film allowed him to glide his palms up and down easily.

"Oh so you have been checking me out." Chet could have sworn the subby male was just as into him. He saw glimpses of the rabbit looking back at him and checking him out while spotting.

"Yeah, you're just so big... And strong and...N-not like Oliver, y'know?" it seemed he was still a bit too nervous to say it.

"Anyone with eyes could see that," the flexing wolf chuckled. "He's got the build for taking dick, not trying to dish it out. Now come on, that bony little prick's been embarrassing you and himself for long enough. It's time to let a real wolf take over."

They were soon on the bed and Ash was lying down on the bed while Chet had his arms pressed to the sheets. He made soft grunts as he rocked his hips, grinding his shaft along the rabbit's stomach and chest. That soft vanilla fur was milking continuous spurts of pre that fell onto the softly panting lagomorph's body. At this point he was slathered in it and the excess had already soaked the sheets, puddling around him. He was soaking in the large lupine's pre ejaculate, taking in the heavy odor of it and opening his mouth to catch a few fat lines that trickled into his mouth when it rubbed along his chest, the tip would bump into his lips.

"Now, I think it's time for a taste..." Chet growled and he eased himself a bit more onto the bed, just enough to slip his cock against those soft lips. Without even a moment's hesitation that soft mouth opened up around his tip. He closed his eyes as he softly sucked on it, collecting the bitter flavors of sweat and pre. It coated his tongue and he just kept coming back for more, swirling around, not only teasing the tip but the thick foreskin as well, swiping it along the inner skin and collecting whatever fluids that just so happened to be there.

"Now we're talking..."

Grabbed hold of Ash and with his strength, flipped the both of them over. He was now lying in his own pre while the rabbit was on top of him. He didn't miss a beat and was using his hands as well to tug at the hefty folds that slid along the shaft, pulling them down exposed more and more of the tip, bringing his glans into view. They shimmered from the thick layer of clear fluids that coated, and Ash was soon licking at it, making the surface of his tongue slick with the trapped fluids.

"Really going at it, huh? How long has it been since you had something to really give a long, slow lick to?" Chet teased.

Far too long...

While still licking, his lips were at the tip again but now the rabbit was slowly pressing his head, stretching his mouth for the first time in years. He kept going, acting with desperation to make this happen. He wanted more -- he needed more. While taking it in his tongue was still licking about, milking more pre that poured into his mouth, being eagerly swallowed down.

This wasn't the first time that someone was swallowing down his cock, but this was the first time that someone was doing so with so much eagerness, with almost primal need. The rabbit was attacking his dick with licks, presses from his soft lips, and his hands were still stroking at the rest that he yet to feel the warm hold of his mouth.

The wolf growled and felt his own lust rising. He was still taking in more and more, his cheeks and the top of his throat bulging. If he would have known that such a slutty bunny was nearby, he would have done this ages ago.

"Grrrr! Fuck! Yeah, suck on this big, alpha dick! Be a good slut and see if you can swallow it down. I knew you were something special but Oliver's an asshole for wasting your potential for so long. This must be your first big cock in years and you're just...aaah! G-going at it! Then take it all: my long, thick, musky... Nothing that little bitch pup could ever give you, huh?"

Ash let those words fill his head. The more Chet talked, the more he was being won over. It had been a long time, almost longer than he could remember. There was a time before Oliver when he was with other guys. Even ones with average size, they could give him something he could suck on, ride, actually feel without being all the way in. When he met Oliver, he was just so nice and shy, it was cute. At that time the rabbit convinced himself that he could make it work when he first saw what was between his legs. He told himself that those kinds of things didn't matter...

He never realized just how much excitement had been sucked out of his life. It was like he was taking control of that again, by giving himself to Chet instead. As he was more than halfway to the wolf's crotch, feeling that satisfying stretching in his throat, his heart was pounding and his mouth was watering. Ash felt alive again, more than he had in years. Now with Chet's deep moans in his ears and the splashes of strong tasting pre on his tongue, when picturing Oliver all the rabbit saw was a pathetic, small, weak, and inferior version of Chet. What good was living a comfortable life if he couldn't actually have some excitement and true satisfaction?

As Ash thought about his boyfriend, he now felt rather cheated. Good years of his life had been wasted and he was chained down because of the money. But there was something that even Oliver couldn't buy. Something that you could only be bought with.

Ash gave himself to Chet and the wolf took full advantage.

Oliver rushed into the bedroom, hearing moans, loud growls and a steady thumping sound. And when entering he was blasted with the heavy musk that filled the room. It instantly made him hard, but he was too distracted by the sight of his boyfriend.

"Look who finally crawled in!" Chet sneered. He was looking over, making eye contact with the short, scrawny wolf while his body was still in motion. Triumphantly he was plowing the moaning bunny's ass. His large cock had the rim stretched wide for the first time in years. "Take it all in. You know what it means right? Probably not, being a braindead desk jockey. Long story short: I'm fucking your boyfriend!"

There was nothing better than watching the smaller wolf's face fall into utter despair. It just made Chet feel all the better, now having restored things in this house to the way they ought to be. Each rock of his hip made his muscles ripple and he took great pleasure in slamming every inch of his thick, musky cock into the wanting hole.

Now that he had an audience, he grabbed hold of the rabbit's hips and tugged him back down to the edge of the bed. With those large feet touching the bedroom floor and his ass hiked perfectly, Chet fucked his ass faster and harder. He made sure to pull all the way out and then jam it back in. A bulge in the rabbit's stomach could be seen, forming and disappearing. Ash himself was a mess of pitched moans as he clutched the sheets of his bed. Even as he met eyes with the weaker wolf, he said nothing to him, still moaning and wincing as he was filled more than Oliver could ever dream of doing for him.

Between the stud and his new bitch, there were a series of wet slaps that sounded thanks to the excess of pre that dribbled onto the bed and floor. Every thrust brought about another squirt from those constantly producing orbs. The entire room was alive with sounds of sex. From Ash's unfiltered moans, Chet's deep snarls and low growls, and noises between them: deep, sloppy squelches and loud claps as the muscled beast's pelvis rammed into the perfect cushion.

Chet was basking in it all. He was hoping that the other wolf would finally gather the balls to walk in. For as long as the two of them had been in the room alone, it was likely that Oliver knew what was going on. And even now, he was making no attempts to stop it. And the look on his face was despair and heartbreak sure, but there was something else underneath. Chet hoped that this other little furry twig wasn't that much of an idiot and was aware that it was only a matter of time before a dime piece like Ash finally stepped out on him.

He just stood there with that stupid look on his face until Chet finally had enough.

"Hey, Oliver. Yeah, I'm talking to you, pup-dick!" Chet growled. "Get over here. I got room for one more and I think you'll be much happier as a bitch. Leave the stud work to the ones who actually have something they can feel."

The erection in the brown wolf's pants was barely visible and Oliver blushed as the heavy smell was getting to him. His sensitive nose was assaulted by it's deep, earthy tones. It promised power, virility, and pleasure. So much pleasure... He shook his head and reminded himself that he was being cheated on but the throbbing in his pants and the moans that came from Ash. Never in his whole life had he heard these kinds of sounds from the rabbit. It was all so exciting... His eyes wandered and his jaw dropped when watching the pre-slathered log between the alpha wolf's legs disappearing and reappearing with each rock of his hips.

"I think life for you would be so much easier if you stayed in your place. You keep being good to Ash and buy him stuff but leave all the fucking to me..." His eyes trailed up and down the bony lupine and he licked his lips. "And that includes you. Now get over here!"

The demand made Oliver yelp and he rushed over the bigger canine, cowering before his mountainous body. Every muscle was flexing as he moved and he had no doubt the masculine stud could crush his head with no effort. With his body trembling, he got close. His instincts were kicking in and he was drawn to the exposed sweaty pit. With nostrils flaring and a moan escaping his lips all on it's own, Oliver's hurt and disgust were fading away as he was allured by the deep, pungent smell.

Wrapping his arms around and pushing his nose into the damp pit fur made his body shudder. Gritting his fangs and making a whimper, Oliver came right then and there, just as Ash had, being completely overwhelmed by the smell alone. It set deep in his sensitive canine nose, making it burn, but in a strangely good way.

"That's it. I want you to get a good whiff and get used to it..." Chet told him.

While the other wolf was worshiping his pit, whimpering as he sniffed and licked, getting his mouth all damp with the deep reek of his sweat, Chet was thrusting into the rabbit's perfect ass with all the power that he could, feeling the limits of his pleasure approaching. He eased a hand back and pulled Oliver away with it, holding the smaller guy's head in place.

"I'm gonna make you watch as I blow a big, musky load of my pups into your boyfriend's ass.

Oliver's heart sank but even if Chet wasn't holding his head in place, he still would have watched. He was just drawn to the sight of that monster cock plowing his wailing mate.

A few more sloppy thrusts came before Chet snarled, flexing his muscles as he came. His cock swelled as seed rushed through his shaft, pumping those huge loads into the pit of Ash's stomach. The alpha wolf let his deep voice be heard as he dumped bucketloads of spunk into the taken male's guts. This was the best fuck he had in some time and the tight ass was still squeezing down on him, milking gushes of wolf pup batter that was already making the lagomorph's usually toned stomach bulge and balloon.

Oliver felt himself cumming again, turned on immensely as he saw Chet still humping and shooting into the rabbit. Steady growls of bliss sounded as the load was still flowing from those heavy, pulsing balls. It was all flooding his boyfriend's inside, turning his stomach into a water balloon to hold his potent, smelly load. Rather than feeling anger or disgust, Oliver actually felt a little jealous, wincing as his hole was now aching to feel something like that.

When Chet had fully blown his load, he was quick to pull out, flinging thick strings of his seed all over the place. It was already pouring out of Ash's gaped ass. His tailhole looked to be reshaped entirely.

Chet still had a hold on Oliver and he forced the beta on his knees and rubbed his slimy cock over his cheeks and neck, using him as a rag to clean his fluids off. He pressed his tip to those thin lips and the sheer strength forced Oliver's mouth open. The full taste of an unwashed cock, now slathered in bitter cum coated his tongue.

That strong paw roughly shoved his head back and forth, forcing him to deepthroat the dirty, smelly monster. The excess of cum made it slide down into his tight throat.

"Find what you were missing now, Ash?" Chet asked, looking back as he forced the other canine to work his cock over.

"And more..." Ash groaned as his hole was too wide to close, leaving the precious load of top dog spunk to be wasted on the floor, splattering down onto the floor, spreading the mess and smell of strong wolf markings.

"Yeah, I think this could be the start of a beautiful friendship..." Chet said with a smirk, still slamming Oliver's head back and forth along his unclean cock.