Flying High, Riding Hard
Ichi snapped awake when the rattle of ice cubes broke the ever-present drone of airline jet engines. He'd been dozing during his flight, though he wasn't fully asleep. He was never able to get proper sleep on an airplane, even during late-night flights like this. The pink fennec glanced over when the clatter of ice cubes caught his attention again. A handsome German shepherd was humming quietly to himself as he mixed a cocktail from the snack cart. Ichi blinked tiredly as he glanced around. He noticed that there weren't any passengers within several rows.
The canine glanced over idly, then frowned when he realized that he'd awakened the fennec. "Well, shoot. I didn't mean to awaken you."
"That's fine," Ichi yawned, covering his muzzle politely with a paw. "I don't really sleep well on airplanes anyway."
"Well, maybe this will help," the dog chuckled. He gave the glass a soft stir, clinking ice cubes against the sides, then offered it to Ichi.
"I didn't order a cocktail," Ichi replied quietly. "Are you sure this isn't someone else's?"
"This one's on me," the shepherd said with a wink.
The pink fennec reluctantly accepted the drink and smiled. "Oh, thank you. Not often that people buy me drinks, much less when I'm flying."
"Well, I couldn't resist. It's not often that I see such a pretty face on my flights," the dog replied with a playful grin.
Ichi blushed lightly beneath his pink fur. He took a sip of the cocktail that had been given to him, then smiled. It was surprisingly good. "Flattery and a good drink?" Ichi chuckled. "I might suspect you're after something."
The German shepherd winked to Ichi as he pushed the snack cart back to its designated place and returned to his duties. His long tail wagged behind him as he strolled through the aisle, leaving Ichi more or less by himself once more. A bit more awake than he'd previously been, Ichi sat up and glanced around. There were only a handful of passengers on this flight, and it seemed like he was the only one actually awake at the moment. He debated attempting to sleep once more as he took another sip of his cocktail, but a more pressing urge prompted him to get up.
Seeing that the bathroom was empty, Ichi slipped into the aisle and quietly made his way toward it. The German shepherd noticed the fennec moving about and followed him with his eyes. He nodded politely and stepped to the side to allow Ichi to pass, taking a moment to admire the fennec's backside as he strolled to the restroom and disappeared inside. That slender body and curvy frame was too tempting for the dog to pass up.
The flight attendant approached the bathroom and leaned against the corner nearby, waiting patiently for Ichi to emerge. His eyes glanced over the passengers to ensure that they were all asleep. Ichi seemed to be the only one awake at the moment, much to the canine's satisfaction. His ears perked up when he heard running water from the restroom a few moments later. He slipped around the corner and stood in front of the restroom door as Ichi slid it open.
Blinking in surprise, Ichi's head tipped up to regard the canine that was standing in his way. "Um...pardon me," he said gently, trying to slip around the large dog.
The German shepherd stepped forward to prevent Ichi from leaving the restroom, grinning to him. He took a moment to admire the fennec's body, growling approvingly at the sensual curves. "No need to hurry back to your seat, foxy."
"Why's that?" Ichi replied, shifting uncomfortably.
"Well, I haven't been able to take my eyes off you ever since you got on the plane, hot stuff."
Ichi felt his face flushing. His oversized pink ears folded back as he fumbled his fingers in his lap. He wasn't sure how to respond to the male, so he glanced away shyly.
"Tell me, foxy, have you ever heard of the Mile High Club?"
The blush on Ichi's cheeks darkened noticeably. The edges of his ears displayed it the most prominently, adding a crimson overtone to his pink fur. He still didn't say anything, though. Was this handsome canine actually propositioning him on a plane?
Taking notice of Ichi's blushing, the dog stepped closer. "Judging by your reaction, I'd bet you have." He gave Ichi a wink, then stepped back to allow the fennec to pass. "I'll be in First Class if you're interested in joining."
With that, the German shepherd stepped away from the bathroom and made his way down the aisle toward the front of the plane. Ichi slipped out of the restroom and pushed the door closed a few moments later, considering the dog's offer. He reminded himself that he wasn't alone on the flight, but a brief glance around reminded him that nobody was awake.
A slight grin spread over Ichi's lips as he shrugged lightly. "What the hell, I might not get another chance," he muttered to himself. He turned and padded quietly down the aisle, moving toward First Class. He gently pushed aside a curtain that had been drawn to separate the two sections, then glanced around. He found the canine sitting in the front row in a comfortable seat that looked more like a recliner than the upright airline seats Ichi was used to sitting in.
When Ichi approached him, the German shepherd smiled. He sat up in his seat and made a twirling motion with his finger. "Turn around for me, foxy. I want to get a better look."
Ichi's face heated with a renewed flush, but he nodded. He turned to face the other direction, though, offering the dog a peek. The large male growled his approval and reached up, brushing his fingers through the fennec's flicking tail. He then placed both paws on Ichi's hips and tugged the fennec toward himself. The fox yelped softly in surprise and stumbled, falling back into the dog's lap.
"Much better," the dog growled to the pink fox. His paws kneaded Ichi's hips lightly before he gave him a firm squeeze. "So, tell me your name, sexy."
Wiggling his hips in the dog's lap, Ichi peered over his shoulder. "I'm Ichi. It's short for Ichigo, but nobody ever calls me that."
The canine slipped his arms around the fennec's waist and embraced him firmly, hugging Ichi against his body. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Ichi. If you hadn't already noticed the nametag, my name's Wolfe."
The fennec chuckled. "That's an interesting name for a German shepherd. Fitting, though."
Ichi squirmed in the dog's lap when Wolfe's hips ground firmly against his rump. Clearly, the dog wasn't wasting any time. The male's fingers kneaded softly over Ichi's belly, hugging the fox possessively against his toned body. Large paws rubbed up and down, occasionally brushing against the waistline of his baggy pants.
"So, what does one need to do to join the Mile High Club?" Ichi inquired softly, peering over his shoulder at the shepherd's face.
The dog gave him a knowing wink as his paw sank lower to rest in the fennec's lap. "Oh, there's plenty that you can do to earn your wings, foxy. Problem is, there's never much time."
Ichi tsk'd softly in faked disappointment. He wiggled his hips in Wolfe's lap and smiled to the dog. "Guess we shouldn't waste any time then, hmm?"
"My thoughts exactly," the canine smirked. His paw cupped itself against Ichi's groin and gave a soft squeeze, making the fennec squirm. A quiet whine escaped his lips as he blushed, to which the shepherd raised a finger to his lips.
"Keep it down, foxy. We wouldn't want to get caught," Wolfe said with a smug grin.
Ichi didn't see any passengers in First Class, but he knew that the curtain would offer little sound protection from the others that were riding Coach. He nodded understandingly to the attendant with a soft giggle as his tail wagged.
"There's a good boy," Wolfe whispered into Ichi's ear. He rubbed his paw back and forth over Ichi's groin, stirring the fox's sheath to attention. Ichi returned the favor by grinding his rump against Wolfe's lap. He could feel the dog's bulge growing stiff against him, encouraging his playful wiggling. Eventually, though, the German shepherd gave Ichi a gentle push.
"Why don't you slip out of your pants for me, foxy? It'll make things a lot easier for us."
Ichi's promiscuous nature was quickly getting the better of him. Even though they were in such a public place, he rose to his feet. He stretched out to show off for a moment, much to the shepherd's enjoyment. He then reached down and unclasped his red belt, which generally was the only thing that held up the baggy black jeans. He unbuttoned his jeans and tugged down the zipper, letting the fly hang open to reveal a sexy red thong. His pants hung loosely against his hips, threatening to fall off at any moment.
When Ichi reached up to place his arms behind his head in a sexy pose, the baggy jeans slipped down. They bunched up around Ichi's feet, leaving the fennec standing before the dog in his thong and a fitting t-shirt. The fabric of the thong handsomely outlined the fennec's sheath and balls, as well as a growing erection that was pushing against it.
"Oh my," the shepherd breathed. "I'd say I hit the jackpot."
Ichi's feet slipped out of his pants when the dog tugged him into his lap once more. He hugged the scantily-dressed fox against himself, grinding a distinct hardness against Ichi's rump. A shiver rushed up Ichi's back as he felt the canine's bulge pressing against him. Despite being hidden beneath the dog's pants, Ichi could tell that Wolfe wasn't lacking in the slightest.
"I think it's your turn," Ichi whispered to the handsome male. Shifting carefully in his seat, Ichi twisted around to face Wolfe. With the armrests raised, there was more than enough room in the luxurious seat. The German shepherd nodded to him in agreement as he placed his paws behind his back and reclined in the seat, legs parted slightly.
The fennec's pink paws reached down to lightly pet over the noticeable tent in the dog's slacks. The gentle touch made Wolfe growl softly and grind his hips against Ichi's fingers. The fox's tail wagged as he pushed his fingers against the tent, giving it a slow stroke. The teasing caress was making the dog anxious, but he kept his cool. After a few slow passes, Ichi snapped the button open and slowly unzipped Wolfe's pants.
The dog's boxers rose up once they were freed, forming an impressive tent. The fabric strained against the swollen erection, standing up proudly. Ichi brushed his fingers lightly over it, sending a shiver up the German shepherd's back. He groaned lustily and smiled to Ichi, nodding to the pink fennec.
"Go on, foxy. Have a peek," he urged quietly.
Ichi nodded with a deep blush and reached down to slip his fingertips beneath the waistband of the dog's boxers. He tugged them away from the male's waist and carefully lifted them over the tip of his shaft. It dipped down lightly, then bounced back against the male's belly once it was freed of the restrictive fabric. Ichi gazed down at the crimson spire that presented itself to him, pulsing lightly in time with the dog's heart. The dog was quite well endowed, making Ichi feel just a bit intimidated.
"Someone's a big boy," Ichi breathed. He reached out to lightly trace his fingers over it, feeling it throb in response.
"Think you can handle it, sexy?" Wolfe inquired, lightly rubbing Ichi's rump with a paw.
The pink fennec curled his fingers around the thick girth and stroked slowly. He gave the dog a playful smirk and nodded. "I may be a small fennec, but I can be quite accommodating. I'm sure it'll fit just fine."
The dog gave a lusty growl, lightly thrusting his shaft into Ichi's paw. A trickle of precum was leaking from the tip, coating the fennec's digits in slickness. "Why don't you show me, then? Climb on and work your magic, sexy."
Ichi slid closer to the handsome flight attendant, letting the dog's erection press against his soft belly. His paw held the warm penis against his lighter pink belly fur, blushing as the dripping tip smeared slickness into his fur. As Ichi knelt up, the German shepherd leaned forward until their noses bumped gently.
"I do have one requirement though, foxy," he said gently. "You have to take it right down to the base. I want to feel you squeezing my knot." A playful smirk crept over Ichi's lips as he nodded to the dog. "I think I can manage that." He moved to his knees and carefully wiggled his way forward, minding the edges of the seat. The black-and-tan canine's paws settled on the fennec's waist, helping him remain upright as Ichi cautiously positioned himself. His fingers gently stroked the middle of the Wolfe's thick shaft, steadying it as he hovered over the tip.
"Go on, sweetie. Have a seat," the German shepherd grinned.
Ichi nodded, blushing as he gently lowered himself. The tapered tip nestled itself beneath his bushy tail, sending a shiver up Ichi's back when it gently nudged his thong. He paused a moment, squeezing his fingers gently around the dog's shaft. His free paw reached down and gently tugged the thong to the side, allowing the tip to nestle itself directly against his backside. A bead of warm pre leaked from the tip as he wiggled his hips, smearing it over the warm flesh. The larger male's fingers slid down to his hips, giving them an encouraging squeeze.
Ichi was somewhat hesitant, knowing that they could be walked in on at any time. Coaxed by the fingers resting on his hips, though, Ichi let his weight settle down on the tip of the dog's shaft. The tapered head found its target quickly and began to stretch the fennec open, making Ichi groan softly. He rocked his hips slowly back and forth to help coax the dog in, muffling a soft whine as he was gradually penetrated.
A quiet growl escaped Wolfe's throat as his sensitive tip was worked into the fennec's tight rump. He resisted the urge to tug the fox down into his lap, knowing it would likely make the small pink male scream. His eyes lowered from Ichi's lusty gaze to his lap, watching those luscious hips wiggle against his shaft. He gave a soft bounce, making the fennec gasp and tense up for a moment.
Taking in a slow breath and willing himself to relax, Ichi pushed down again. He was grateful for the natural taper of the canine anatomy, allowing Wolfe's shaft to glide in smoothly. However, as he neared the base of that tip it was becoming somewhat uncomfortable. The thickness of the dog's member was already proving to be a challenge for the smaller fennec. Ichi winced and whimpered softly when the discomfort quickly shifted to almost-painful stretching as he lowered his hips.
Seeing the difficulty in the fennec's eyes, Wolfe slipped his paws beneath the fennec's rump to halt his progress. He softly kneaded the fuzzy cheeks, fighting the desire to abruptly bury himself in the tight passage that was caressing his sensitive tip. He alternately spread and squeezed together the fennec's cheeks as he gently ground his hips against the clenched hole.
"Don't hurt yourself, foxy," he said gently. "If it's too much for you, there's certainly other things you could do to satisfy the big dog."
Ichi shook his head immediately at Wolfe. He rolled his hips forward and back again, grinding the tip against his insides to help himself stretch. "I'll...be fine," he replied with a soft, shaky groan of pleasure. "I promise."
The German shepherd nodded at the reply and licked his lips. "If you insist, foxy. I won't say no if you're so determined to sit down on my cock."
As if trying to prove a point, Ichi pushed down as soon as the dog finished speaking. He bit his lip to muffle a groan as he was stretched over the thick girth of the canine's shaft beyond the tip. Despite his desire to continue, though, he had to pause again to avoid injuring himself. He gently lifted his hips until only the tip was nestled inside, resting a moment before he eased down again.
"Don't be too hasty, foxy," Wolfe cooed into Ichi's ear. "Just relax and let the big pup's cock slide into you, nice and easy."
Ichi was encouraged by the male's words, but speech alone wasn't enough to relieve the aching sensation from sitting down so eagerly. He tried to ignore it, however, as he allowed his body to settle onto the thick shaft once more. His hips sank gradually over the thick length each time he rose up and sank down, taking a bit more with each motion. When nearly half of Wolf's shaft was tucked in, Ichi paused. He licked his lips as he ground softly against the thickness buried beneath his tail, helping relax himself for the next portion.
Satisfied that he was ready, Ichi rolled his hips forward and pushed down. With a smooth motion, the remainder of the dog's shaft squeezed into Ichi's rump. The two males shared lusty groans as the fennec's pink hips settled into Wolfe's lap. Ichi shivered with excitement and arched his back, burying his muzzle into his lover's neck to muffle a needy moan. The dog hugged him possessively, embracing Ichi in his arms as he ground against the fennec's feminine hips. The fox was deliciously tight, encouraging Wolfe to take control.
"Hold on tight, foxy. I'll take it from here," he growled.
Ichi scarcely had a chance to nod before Wolfe drew his hips back. The thick shaft tugged at his insides gently as it was eased out. The large canine only pulled halfway before he abruptly thrust back in. Ichi cried out when the thick length rapidly disappeared inside, stopping only when the dog's lap slapped against his butt. His pleasured outburst was fortunately muffled in his lover's neck. Wolfe didn't hesitate to pull out and thrust roughly again, bouncing Ichi's body upward from the push.
"God, such a tight hole," Wolfe gasped as he stuffed his length rhythmically into the smaller male. "You're gonna make me cum hard, foxy."
Ichi's arms were draped over the German shepherd's shoulders, squeezing firmly to keep himself upright. The discomfort he had experienced was already rapidly being shadowed by intense pleasure as the riled-up dog thrust his thick shaft into the pink fox. Slick precum leaked almost continuously from the throbbing length, making each thrust smoother and more enjoyable for the small pink fox.
Wolfe growled into the fennec's oversized ear as he tightened his hold on Ichi's body. He leaned forward and paused a moment, letting his thick shaft settle deep into the fox's bowels. The German shepherd was getting worked up much quicker than he'd like, and a change of position was the perfect opportunity to cool down somewhat. He lightly bit Ichi's neck, sending a shiver up the fennec's body and making him clench around Wolfe's shaft.
Twisting himself to the side, the dog shuffled in the seat and flipped Ichi onto his back. The fennec yapped softly in surprise when he ended up in the seat, pinned down by the large canine. Wolfe moved his paws from the fox's waist to his shoulders and squeezed lightly, admiring the sight of the pink fennec beneath him. He leaned down and bumped noses with his lover, growling quietly as he drew his hips back and firmly drove his shaft into the fox's warm bowels.
As Wolfe worked himself up to a steady pace, the cozy seat began to creak softly beneath the pair. Thankfully most of the noise was muffled by the low roar of the aircraft's engines. The growling and soft, passionate whimpering that rose from their lips, however, was not. Wolfe muffled himself by wrapping his jaws around the side of Ichi's neck in a dominant bite as he continued to thrust. The feel of the dog's teeth against his sensitive neck made Ichi squirm in the soft seat, randomly squeezing around his lover's thick length.
With the pleasure quickly building, Wolfe knew that it wouldn't be long now. He growled lustily through clenched jaws and panted quickly as he tugged the fennec's loose scruff with his teeth and pounded harder into his slender body. Each thrust was soon accompanied by a lewd slurp due to the continuous trickle of precum that leaked into Ichi's bowels. The bulb at the base of the dog's shaft was beginning to flare, swelling from the growing excitement as Wolfe repeatedly stabbed his member into Ichi's rump. It began to impede his thrusts, preventing him from burying himself all the way to the base.
With the knot forming, Wolfe could feel his body building up pressure. It wouldn't be much longer now, and he knew it. Hunched over the small pink fennec, the German shepherd tightly squeezed Ichi's shoulders to prevent him from shifting away. With increased vigor, he rapidly buried his shaft in the tight hole again and again. He pulled back until only the tip was nestled inside, then quickly rammed himself deep into the fox's bowels. Each rough thrust paused only when the top of his swelling knot strained against the Ichi's stretched ring.
"Almost there, foxy," Wolfe breathed heavily, warning him of the imminent climax.
Ichi knew what this meant, and braced himself for what would come next. Wolfe's thrusts were especially rough and forceful, causing the fennec's length to spurt clear precum over his belly each time the tapered tip stroked past his prostate. The long thrusts quickly began to shorten, growing more rapid as Wolfe focused on the thick knot at the base. It bumped firmly against Ichi's entrance with each push, straining the stretched ring and drawing a needy whimper from the fennec's lips.
Eventually, the German shepherd gave one final, firm thrust. He halted when his thick bulb pushed against Ichi's rump, keeping firm pressure against it. He ground back and forth insistently, working the slickened knot against the resistant opening in an attempt to relax it and allow him to bury his knot. Ichi couldn't help but squeeze around the thick shaft that was buried deep in his body, the tip prodding at sensitive walls within. The clenching drove Wolfe wild with passion, spurring the dog harder to drive the knot home.
Giving in to carnal pleasure, the large male abandoned caution and shoved firmly forward. This time, though, he didn't ease back. Tugging the fennec's hips toward himself, a heavy growl escaped his lips as the fennec's body resisted him. Ichi whimpered at the stretching sensation as the knot indented his entrance, straining the already-worn ring. It was easily bigger than his fist, but the dog was determined to squeeze it in.
A loud gasp escaped Ichi's lips as Wolfe finally succeeded. When the thickest portion of his knot squeezed past the fleshy barrier, the remainder slipped inside wetly. The fennec's abused rump squeezed closed around the base of the dog's knot, holding him securely inside. Wolfe bit down firmly on Ichi's neck as his knot became fully engorged, locking him inside his lover's bowels. He ground his hips firmly against Ichi, causing the fennec to squeal in bliss as the thick bulb rolled over his prostate and settled against it.
Ichi's eyes clenched shut as waves of pleasure rushed over him. The thick knot stretching his insides almost overloaded his nerves from the intensity of the sensations he was experiencing. The pleasure of the dog's thick knot was strong enough that Ichi scarcely noticed when Wolfe came. He barely registered the rush of hot cum as the dog began to empty ropes of seed into his body. Each throb of the dog's member, though, made him gasp quietly and roll his hips against the nestled shaft.
The soft grinding against his length made Wolf grunt, his body trembling as he remained hunched over the petite pink fox. He lightly bumped his forehead against Ichi's, ears pinned back as he continued to pant heavily. The small fennec crooned sweetly to him and gave the German shepherd a kiss on the cheek.
Smiling, Wolfe gathered Ichi up in his arms and carefully lifted the fox toward himself. A quiet whine escaped Ichi's lips when the motion caused the dog's knot to shift against his prostate. Moving slowly, Wolfe rolled to the side then reclaimed his spot on the comfortable seat. Ichi's legs straddled his thighs as the small fennec settled on top of the larger canine, still securely tied by the male's swollen knot. He knew that he wouldn't be going anywhere for some time, but this didn't seem to bother him.
"Foxy, you're a lovely little thing," Wolfe cooed, petting fondly over Ichi's back. "I wish I could meet more sweet boys like you, Ichi. It would make these late-night flights so much more enjoyable."
Ichi nodded quietly, but he didn't say anything. The satisfied smile on his lips was more than enough reply. A soft yawn escaped his lips as he turned his head to the side, resting his cheek against Wolfe's chest. He could hear the steady thrum of the dog's heart, still rapid from their sexual adventure. He closes his eyes as he listened to it, focusing only on the sound of the dog's body as they relaxed together.
"I hope this isn't the only chance we get together," Wolfe said quietly into his ear. "I would love to meet you again sometime." When Ichi didn't reply, the dog lightly nuzzled him. "What do you think about that, foxy?"
A heavy sigh escaped Ichi's lips a moment later. Wolfe tipped his head and hunched forward to investigate. A smirk crept over his lips when he realized that the small fennec had drifted off to sleep while he was talking. He gently stroked over Ichi's back, then reached over to retrieve a blanket that was neatly folded in a nearby pocket. He draped the blanket over Ichi's body and hugged the pink fox tenderly against himself.
"I knew I could do something to help you sleep," he whispered softly into Ichi's long pink ear. "Sweet dreams, foxy..."