Kritter Komforts
(Sequel to Big Chief)
One day, Thomas told Chieftain that they were going for a walk, and Chieftain was very happy. Thomas had been rather distant the past few days, since their little "incident" in the bedroom, though why, Chieftain didn't know. He thought that Thomas had enjoyed their game, and several times had made advances to play again. But each time, Thomas said no and gave Chieftain a soft bop on the nose, the gesture that told Chieftain to leave. So, Chieftain had taken up residence on the house's porch, simply waiting for something interesting that might happen. When Thomas said they would go out though, Chieftain was thrilled, even if it meant wearing a leash. He was on his four paws in a moment, happily growling and circling, reclaiming all the energy he had stored doing nothing.
Chieftain was massive, and for a while Thomas simply enjoyed stroking and brushing the long, soft fur of the kritian. Chieftain began to calm down, and watched Thomas, not minding the stroking but wanting to go out walking. Chieftain was very active, and loved to move. And thinking about going out, he realized just how lazy he had been the past few days. Thomas chuckled, patting Chieftain on the lower back, before standing and gesturing for the wolf to follow. Chieftain did, and ran ahead of Thomas, then back to him. He circled him and kept growling. He even walked behind Thomas and nudged him with his head, trying to make the waltzing human walk faster. Thomas kept a steady pace, and scratched Chieftain's ear as they walked into the forest.
"I'm sorry I've been neglecting you, Big Chief," he said. "I've had a lot on my mind, that's all. Thinking about what happened, what we did. I know big doggies don't understand things like morality, but us having sex is wrong on so many levels. Morally wrong, biologically wrong. And if Connie or Summer came in and saw us... I'm just happy I managed to get everything cleaned up and aired out the house. And used a lot of bleach. And even now I think one of them might suspect something. What they suspect is beyond me, but I'm not about to ask..." Thomas stopped walking. Chieftain stopped as well, turned to Thomas and sat down, looking up to him. "Chieftain, I've asked this before, but can you understand me?"
Chieftain stared for a few moments, his big green eyes rather cute and wide open. After those moments, his tongue came out of his mouth and he started to pant gently. Thomas chuckled and scratched his ear. "I'll take that as a definite maybe. I have a surprise for you, too," he said, as he started to walk once more. "Last time we did it, we didn't plan it, and we almost got caught. This time, I figured we might as well do it right. No need to worry about someone walking in, or cleaning up after."
Chieftain followed Thomas a while longer through the woods, until they came upon a natural clearing. Thomas had been here before, judging by the very large blanket that was spread over the ground. It was a nice color, green, which Chieftain liked. Thomas took the first steps into the clearing, kicking off his shoes before he came to stand on the stretched out blanket. "Chieftain, come here."
Chieftain padded forward, growling softly to himself as he looked over the blanket. It was a nice color, and it felt good under his paw pads, though he was saddened that their walk had come to an end so quickly. He wouldn't mind carrying Thomas even, if it meant he could continue to enjoy the warm day with the master he loved so dearly, and finally stretch out his legs and work his stiff muscles. Chieftain walked until he was before Thomas, and then nudged him gently with his large crown, giving a little growl to ask what was happening. Thomas lowered to one knee, and with both hands now, softly stroked and scratched and brushed the enormous wolf. "You're very handsome, Chieftain. Have I ever told you that? Of course I have. But it's always true. You're very handsome. With your sharp face, and fluffy paws, and muscular body. And your fur is very soft, and long." Thomas finished his praise with a soft kiss on Chieftain's wet nose. "Now Big Chief, this is very important. I want you to stay, right here. And not move. Can you do that?"
Chieftain gave Thomas a confused look, though Thomas' reassuring scratches and strokes kept the wolf from moving. Chieftain tried to roll his eyes as Thomas moved around behind him, but not wanting to move his head, he was forced to relinquish his focus and trust Thomas, and the finger tips that moved over his muscular back and to his tail. Now behind the large wolf, Thomas used both hands to gave Chieftain's furry flanks a squeeze, chuckling to himself when Chieftain gave a sudden yap. "Stay still," Thomas ordered, in a stern enough voice that Chieftain looked forward once more. Thomas had great fun with the big wolf's rump, squeezing his cheeks and pulling them apart, kneading the flesh beneath the fur like dough. He chuckled every time Chieftain gave a little growl or soft pant, his tongue soon coming to stick out as he felt the soft massage over his buttocks. His hips wiggled side to side, though he struggled to keep still because of his master's orders.
Thomas chuckled, and pushed his hips forward gently. Bending at his torso, and hugging up to Chieftain's back, he began to wiggle and grind his clothed groin against Chieftain's furry rump. Different than when he had massaged with his finger tips, Chieftain still found an odd sensation tickle over him, and longed to turn around to know what Thomas was doing. It felt like he was humping, something Chieftain wouldn't mind, but the feel was not that of skin on his. Still, he could hear Thomas' pleasured giggles and feel his shakes, and so he was quiet and allowed him to do as he pleased.
Thomas moved to his side, and gave Chieftain's ribs a scratch. Chieftain rolled onto his side without thinking. He shifted onto his back, exposing his belly in submissive fashion: legs up and cute paws bent as he stared up at Thomas, a sudden growl escaping his throat. Thomas nodded his understanding, and went about scratching and rubbing over Chieftain's belly, earning quickened breath and happy growls, Chieftain pawing at the air cutely. "Yes, you like that, don't you Big Chief? My wonderful Big Wolfy. You're very handsome, you know that? Very, very handsome, and I'll be honest, after what happened... well, it's nice to know the sentiment is returned. You think I'm handsome too, don't you?" He reached up, and softly stroked Chieftain's face, over his long muzzle and under his chin. He moved Chieftain's head up and down very gently, making him nod. Thomas smiled. "Chieftain, you can moan, and growl, and wiggle, but I want you to stay on your back, alright? For your... master... I know it's hard for a predator like you, but stay on your back so I can admire your belly."
Still by Chieftain's side, Thomas' hands began to dance over the wolf's belly, earning the little growls and pleasured yaps. He braced himself on Chieftain's belly, pushing into it with all his might and then scratching softly. His eyes wandered down the vast stretch of kritian and to his thick, muscular thighs, between which was his sheathe and a pair of cute, furry testicles. Thomas scooted on his knees, moving along Chieftain's side, still massaging and scratching to keep the wolf under control. Then, slowly, one of his hands moved down and he traced a finger over Chieftain's sheathe. Chieftain didn't seem to notice. The pleasure of the belly rub was far more present in his mind. Thomas chuckled, knowing he might have to work a bit harder, and reached a hand down to Chieftain's testicles. Getting a good hold of them, he gave them a soft squeeze.
Chieftain jerked up suddenly, growling and panting. "Chieftain," Thomas said sternly. "Stay down." But Chieftain kept yapping and panting, trying to roll over onto his front. Thomas kept a reassuring hand rubbing his belly, which worked well enough.
When Chieftain calmed down a bit, Thomas stood up. He pulled his shirt over his head, and threw it down carelessly. He undid his pants, and hooking them and his underwear with his thumbs, he slid them down with one easy motion, and stood nude. Chieftain, on his back, stared at Thomas with his big green eyes, enjoying the sight. He did not like when his masters wore clothing, preferring the soft feel of skin.
Thomas squatted down once more, and reached forward to hug Chieftain around the neck. He nuzzled softly into Chieftain's cheek, even licked him once, and then pulled back. Once more, one of his hands moved to Chieftain's belly, and kept him calm with soft belly rubs. His other hand disappeared between Chieftain's muscular thighs, and began to rub and squeeze over his furry testicles. Chieftain was not unfamiliar with a pleasant tingle on his balls, but to have a partner do it was quite overwhelming on his sense. When he pleasured himself, everything was predictable and somewhat boring, though he could work himself up easy enough. But having a partner, having Thomas no less, he did not know when the next stroke or squeeze would come, or how strong it would be, and that sense of mystery surpassed whatever pleasure he could give himself.
Thomas smiled at Chieftain's reaction, and slowly, the hand that was on his belly moved down towards his pubic fur. Thomas shifted his position, and leaned over the vast body. The one hand continued fondling his testicles, while the other moved to his sheathe, and gently stroked and fingered at it. He used two fingers to pry the sheathe open, and smiled as the black head of Chieftain's erection peeked out.
"That's very good, Chieftain," Thomas said, looking over his shoulder. "Very good, Big Chief."
Chieftain whined heavily, the sensations surging through his body and rendering him limp and weak. His erection was quickly filling with blood, and quickly poking out. Trickles of pre oozed out of the slit, making it glisten quite beautifully. Thomas wetted his hands with the cream, and used it to aid in rubbing Chieftain's testicles, as well as the head of the erection. He eased it out, gently and softly and kindly. It took quite a while. Just when Thomas thought he might be done, another few inches peeked out, until Thomas shifted his position and used both hands.
"Goddamn, Chieftain. You are a big boy, aren't you? I've never seen you full sized before."
Thomas turned back to look at the wolf. He looked rather cute, actually. His head was leaned back, and his jaws opened wide. Drool was pooling under his black lips, and his red tongue was rolled out. Hot breath panted out of him, causing steam in the cooling air. Thomas rolled over, and nude, lay down on Chieftain's chest. "Chieftain," he said, and reached his hands forward to gather Chieftain's head in his hands. Chieftain used what strength he had to lift his head, and stare at Thomas, still panting, and blowing warm breath over the human's face. Thomas used his thumbs to close Chieftain's mouth gently, and leaned forward, kissing him softly over the doggy lips.
Chieftain did not know how to kiss, though he had observed humans do it before. Kissing did not appeal to him, as he would rather taste a mate instead of push his lips against them in odd fashion. But with Thomas, it was different, and he found his lips tingling each time Thomas' kisses brushed over him. Thomas continued to nuzzle and kiss, and chuckled deeply when Chieftain did his best to return the gesture. The shape of his muzzle made it difficult, but something had to be said for his determination, and Thomas found himself laughing as the teeth and lips of the wolf tried to pleasure his face and bare neck. Thomas sighed contently, and weighed his hips down a little bit onto Chieftain's belly. Chieftain was warm and kind between his legs. Thomas wasn't ashamed that his own erection had been roused by all that had happened, and it was pressed rather pleasantly against Chieftain's belly fur. A dribble of warm cream oozed out, and caused a tiny point of wetness on Chieftain's tummy, though through his thick fur, he did not feel it. He was mostly concerned with trying to kiss Thomas, and the great difficulty he was having. At last he settled for a lick, and ran his tongue up Thomas' face.
Thomas leaned back, and smiled. "You've been very good, Big Chief. You've done very well. But I need one more thing from you." Thomas scooted back slowly. He could feel the intense heat of Chieftain's warmth against his buttocks, the heat radiating from the enormous girth. Thomas rubbed his rump against the wet head, gasping and groaning, earning similar sounds from Chieftain, who was struggling to keep still. Thomas threw a leg over Chieftain, and lifted slowly. "Chieftain, stand." Awkwardly, Chieftain rolled several times, finally succeeding in righting himself. He growled and snapped at Thomas, a deep lust aching inside him, as Thomas walked around behind him, once more putting his groin up against Chieftain's large buttocks.
"It's alright, Big Chief," he said soothingly. First, he moved Chieftain's tail to the side, and kept it in place with one hand. He bent forward, resting down on Chieftain's back, and bending his legs slightly to position his aching erection between Chieftain's cheeks. Thomas used both hands to wrap around Chieftain's lower body, hugging up close. He bent his legs a little more, and then pushed forward carefully, his aching and erect penis exploring Chieftain's crack, searching for the pucker.
Chieftain was rather quiet. He was still looking forward, panting softly. He could feel Thomas' hips between his buttocks, but couldn't feel much else. A little tingle over his crack perhaps, but it didn't feel much different than a flea, and wasn't particularly pleasant. He felt a stronger pushing suddenly, a gentle poking at his pucker, but it was still vague. Thomas was enjoying this, by his giggles and groans as he pushed his hips harder into Chieftain, feeling the massive pucker stretch and permit his penis entrance. How gigantic Chieftain was, it was so easy, and yet no less warm or pleasurable, and Thomas was soon laying fully on Chieftain's back.
But he was aware that Chieftain needed something, by the throaty whimpers that escaped his lips. Trying to think of something that might help, Thomas at last reached around Chieftain's body and to his underside. After a few minutes of blind groping, he at last wrapped his hands around Chieftain's thick girth. He was sure he had the right thing when Chieftain gave a sudden yelp and buck of the hips, forcing Thomas to grip tighter as he was thrown about.
"You like that, don't you Big Chief? Yeah, you do." Thomas squeezed the erection as tight as he could, feeling the pulse quicken, and feeling the body beneath him wane slightly. He chuckled, and pushed his hips forward, while pulling Chieftain's foreskin back, earning a loud yap. He began to rub, and squeeze, and stroke, matching his own pleasure spots to the wolf, and giving Chieftain pleasure like he had never imagined. Chieftain braced his upper body, and slowly pressed back, perhaps now enjoying the small heat that was in his anus. Thomas matched his pushes, and continued to stroke and squeeze and work Chieftain's large shaft, whispering kindness and encouragement to the big wolf. "That's right, Big Chief. That's good. You're doing very well. And I'm very proud of you. Just a bit more... just a bit more..."
The smell of musk was growing quite intense as the moments ticked by, and Thomas continued to knead the warm flesh in his grip, squeezing and sandwiching the warmth, pulling the foreskin back far and listening to the drip drop as a large pool formed on the blanket. Chieftain's anus squeezed softly, just a gentle massage that served to help Thomas. And the warmth of the wolf before him, he was so hot. Thomas' erection trickled gently, giving a little bit of warmth deep inside the wolf, who growled and panted.
"You're close, right?" Thomas asked with a soft smile. He kissed Chieftain on the back, before gripping the erection tight and squeezing it mercilessly. Chieftain bucked suddenly, a long, loud howl escaping his throat, a howl that screamed through the trees and frightened the squirrels and birds for miles around. Thomas' hands released the throbbing shaft, and a sudden spurt rocketed out of Chieftain's massive shaft, spurting onto the ground and saturating the blanket beneath them. Thomas arched himself forward as well, a little spurt of seed oozing into Chieftain's wide tunnel. Chieftain barely felt it, but he did feel the warmth of the hands, and the weight of Thomas as he came to lay down on top of him. He whined as Thomas pushed away, but his pleasure surged through him still, as he released a pent up load of musky cream. His penis throbbed and spurted like mad, until the entire blanket was covered and he barely had the strength to roll onto his side.
Thomas lay down on him, wrapping his arms around Chieftain's neck and hugging him gently. Chieftain whined loudly, and Thomas moved over so their bellies were pressed together, and his face was pressed into Chieftain's neck. He turned his head to the side, sighing contently, as Chieftain wrapped all his limbs around him and pulled him close to his underside. Thomas chuckled softly, before closing his eyes. "I told everyone that we might spend the night out here," Thomas said. "I think we should. And tomorrow... well, let's see how that goes."