My Parents Are Asleep, So We'll Have To Be Quiet
I wrote this as my way of celebrating my change of species from a fox to a wolf. Life's thrown me a lot of curveballs (giggity) over the past year, and I can honestly say that I don't much feel like a fox anymore. Thanks to my new mate, Corry, without whom I'd have never gotten over the deaths of two people I loved.
Thanks, foxy...
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Corry tossed and turned, unable to get to sleep. He was too excited. He wanted for 7:00 AM to hurry up so that he could go to school and see his wolf. He wanted to jump on him and kiss him, taste his wolfy tongue so badly...
At this thought, the fox felt himself become aroused, his hard foxy cock making a tent in the bed sheet.
He rolled over on his stomach and cuddled with his pillow, pretending it was James' broad fluffy chest.
He started grinding his hips a little, wishing the wolf was here to dominate him. He wanted that huge wolfy cock in his tight foxy ass so badly...
Knot fully formed, Corry could feel his heart beating faster. He was so horny for James that he thought he might explode. Not only did he have these urges all the time, but he also almost never got to act on them. His parents didn't know he was gay, and by extension, they didn't know that James was his boyfriend. Not that he wanted them to know. They'd probably disown him. But he really didn't care if they knew or not. He didn't flaunt his sexuality, and if one simply sat down and had a conversation with him, they'd probably never guess he was gay.
In fact, the only time he craved cock was when he was either with James or thinking about him. Corry couldn't help it. The wolf simply brought out the femboi within.
Corry opened his eyes and rolled over on his back and stared up at the ceiling, still hard as a rock. He could paw, but he'd rather fuck himself with a doggy dildo. Not that he owned one. Not that he needed one, in fact. While they didn't do it very often, James was a beast in bed (Not that they ever did it in bed. The yiffing usually took place either in the locker room or in the woods behind the school.). He more than satisfied the fox's need for a fucking, he was also the sweetest guy Corry had ever met. He was always so gentle with Corry, when they hugged, cuddled - even his kisses were soft.
Corry wrapped his paw around his cock and slowly began to stroke himself, moaning softly. He thought about using some lube, but before he could come to a decision, three taps sounded at his window.
The fox jumped and sat upright, his eyes fixed on the window. The curtains were drawn, and all he could see was the silhouette of the only fur he'd ever really loved.
Excited, and a little nervous, he rolled out of bed, put on a pair of boxers and a T-shirt, and made for the window. He drew the curtains back and felt a warm sensation surge through his body as James smiled at him through the glass.
He opened the window and smiled back.
"Hey there, foxy..." James said, his voice as dreamy as ever.
"Hi, wolfy..." Corry said quietly. "This is a pleasant surprise."
James shrugged. "Me and some of the guys were at the park playin' soccer, and on my way home, I decided to make a detour." He said it with a wink at the end.
"You play soccer?" Corry asked. "But you're on the football team."
James chuckled. "I can't have a hobby?"
Corry giggled, then leaned forward. "Yeah, you smell like you've been running around a lot."
"Is it a problem?" James asked.
Corry leaned forward and pressed his nose to the wolf's, smiling. "Not at all." He turned around and walked toward his bed, brushing the tip of his bushy tail on James' muzzle, his own foxy way of beckoning the wolf.
James murred deeply and climbed inside, leaving the window open.
Corry sat on the bed and leaned back on his arms, showing the wolf the bulge in his boxers.
James couldn't resist. He made for the fox and pinned him to the bed as their lips touched, Corry wrapping his arms around James' neck.
The thing James loved the most about Corry was that he was so much smaller than him. It made him feel more dominant, a feeling that he loved when he was with his boyfriend. He felt like the fox's protector, and with good reason. He was bigger, stronger, and as muscly as any jock Corry had ever seen (or so he was told).
He had also been told by Corry that the fox loved being smaller. It made him love being fucked by James even more.
The fox broke the kiss when he felt James' huge bulge through his shorts. "My parents are asleep, so we'll have to be quiet."
James murred, knowing what the fox wanted. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside, not knowing where it landed in the dark bedroom. As soon as he had revealed his broad hard chest, Corry immediately started licking and kissing it, murring loudly himself.
Although he didn't mention it out loud, Corry was easily infatuated when James smelled of sweat and musk. It made the wolf seem even more manly, which in turn made Corry feel more submissive. He stopped licking long enough to pull his own shirt off, and resumed licking almost at once.
James was rubbing his bulge the whole time, ready to bend the fox over the bed and ride his ass as hard as he could.
Corry began licking lower until he was licking James' bulge through his shorts, all the while inhaling his male scent which was definitely stronger in this region.
James started to moan, but gritted his teeth to stop himself. he had to be quiet. So instead, he started panting. He almost barked when he felt Corry's tongue on his cock - the fox had pulled his shorts down so fast he didn't even notice until further contact was made.
Corry lapped hungrily at the big red rod, taking in the taste, the smell, and the feeling of lust that was embedded in it all.
James grabbed the fox's ears and thrusted his hips, muzzle-fucking the submissive little vulpine. And judging from the rate at which the fox's tail was wagging, James guessed that Corry was enjoying it just as much as he was.
But he had to stop before he finished too soon. He pulled his dick out of Corry's maw. "Bend over..." He growled deeply.
Corry stood up and pulled his boxers down, rendering him completely naked, and bent over the bed, raising his tail as high as he could. Finally, he was getting what he'd wanted so badly.
James got on his knees and buried his muzzle in the fox's tailhole, licking and lapping as if he were a common dog. he couldn't help himself. He loved licking his fox's ass, and loved the moans that came with it. He grabbed Corry's cheeks and pulled them apart so that he could lick deeper inside.
Corry gripped the bed sheet with one paw and began to stroke himself with the other. He had never been so horny in his entire life. He was going to cum all over the bed.
James stood up behind the vulpine and grabbed his hips before pressing the tip to the tight little pucker. Without hesitation, James penetrated his fox, growling as he did so. He pushed in all the way to his knot, murring when he heard Corry let out a small yip. He pulled out a bit and thrusted back in again, closing his eyes as he stifled a moan. He wanted to cum in Corry's ass, and nothing was going to stop him. He grabbed the fox's tail and began ramming into his ass as hard as he could, his knot popping in and out, making Corry moan and cum all over his sheets.
The wolf moaned as Corry's ass tightened around his cock and knot, making him have to stop himself from howling as he filled his fox with so much hot sticky wolf cum that his dick popped out before he'd even finished cumming. The rest was shot into the fur of Corry's tail and ass cheeks.
James felt his legs wobbling under him. He was about to pass out.
Corry rolled over on his back and murred. He was satisfied now. "I love you James..." he said between pants.
James leaned down and kissed the fox. "I love you too, babe...I hate to yiff and run, but..." he yawned, "...I gotta get home." He stood up right and looked around. "Where's my shirt?"
Before Corry could answer, they both noticed the hall light flicker to life through the cracks of Corry's bedroom door.
Corry gasped and quickly whispered. "Go! I'll bring it to you tomorrow!"
And with that, James dove out of the window, stood up on the other side, and closed it as best he could before running to his car that was parked on the other side of the street.
Corry quickly covered himself and faked sleeping, when he heard his door open. Whether it was his mom or his dad, he didn't know. The door shut and he opened his eyes, feeling relief sweep over him. he was tired now. He rolled over and stretched, when he felt something next to him. It was James' shirt. Cuddling with it, Corry was finally able to go to sleep.