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Two Worlds, One Path

A Birthday Interlude

** The sun was just breaking the horizon when Speed cracked his eyes open, instantly wide awake. Breathing in deeply, he was instantly assaulted by a barrage of unfamiliar odours and recoiled, shaking his head until he remembered where he was. The strong smells of combustion, pollution, and smog hung overhead everywhere, threatening to choke out the lighter smells of the grass and trees. Nowhere could he even smell a hint of deer, although there were several rabbits around... However, there was one other scent, very near him... And suddenly he remembered what it was, and grinned happily, tail thwacking into the ground. Turning his shaggy head, Speed admired the sleeping canine beside him, licking his lips slightly. Here was the source of that smell... Nostrils flaring rhythmically, Speed drank in his musk like a dog dying of thirst, delighting in its wonderful complex aroma. He could smell... A faint hint of woodiness, of earthiness in a good way, like the smell of a forest in the springtime, everything blooming and coming back to life again. A faintly exotic, almost spicy odour also fit in there, along with the dingo's own particular musky odours. Inhaling the heady aroma again, Speed felt almost intoxicated on the delicious smells. Bathed in the first rays of sunlight, the dingo's coarse fur fairly gleamed in the sunlight; the russet upper body fur glinted like burnished copper, and the lower wheat coloured fur glimmered brightly under the dazzling golden rays. The soft blacks of his ear tips and his eyebrows gently absorbed the light, creating little patches of shade amongst the rest of his glowing body, and even his softly furred sheath and balls glinted brightly in the light. Spinning his head around, Speed watched his newfound lover's chest gently rising and falling, breaths coming as gentle sighs in the dawn calm. There was something profoundly beautiful about this dog, Speed thought, eyes following the swell of Bandit's chest. He had never really thought that about anybody else; never in his life had he seen someone who had made him feel this way before. His mate's smooth, glossy fur was fairly short, nicely accenting the strong muscles beneath rather than covering them up; the dingo had the look of a hunter, lean and powerful, who could run for days on end and still have energy. From far below on the street, a sudden shriek of sound erupted, followed closely by a loud crump sound of metal striking metal. Startled, Speed jumped to his feet, racing over to the edge of the building to look down. Two of those sleek, metallic machines that Bandit called 'cars' had apparently just struck each other, and even as he watched the operators of the vehicles got out and started violently gesticulating at the tangled pile of scrap metal and yelling. Chuckling, Speed turned his head upwards again, swept away by the plethora of sights and sounds filling the air. All around him rose tall, elegant spires of glass and metal, seeming to clutch at the heavens, just out of reach. Some were square in shape, seeming to bludgeon their way up into the sky, whereas others were triangular, cutting their way upwards with sharp edges, and even yet some defied all description; these last were his favourite. The way that they tricked the eyes, defying all apparent patterns and logical designs, fascinated him. Here a delicate diamond pattern of reflective glass gave way to subtle, arching contrivances of a pale stone, stretching upwards in ever decreasing arcs until, as sudden as a slap in the face, the stone gave way to solid metal slab construction for the remainder of the building. And that was only one face of the building's 7 sides... Speed almost shuddered to imagine how the remaining sides might look, and fairly refused to look at the other visible sides for fear of becoming lost for hours in the convolutions and whorls. Raising his black snout high, he breathed in deeply again, smelling everything the city had to offer him. The exhaust was the first thing he noticed... But even under that, millions of other smells, better smells, wafted, entering his nostrils. The wares of a purveyor of meat tubes of questionable meat content (Bandit insisted they were called 'hot dogs', whatever that meant... There certainly wasn't any dog in them, and it was somewhat doubtful whether there was any other meat elsewise!) caught in his nose, regardlessly causing his mouth to slobber up, but quick as it entered, the wind gusted and that smell was blown away, replaced by the smells of refuse and... It was all almost overpowering. For once, he longed for the wide open country of the mountains where he had lived almost all of his life; the fresh scents of a thousand flowers on the breeze, the smell of deer and rabbit and bear, even simply just the smell of the mountains themselves, crisp and cool with the sharp tang of pine in the air. Again unbidden Bandit's scent crept into his nostrils, and once again Speed turned to look at his beautiful mate, slumbering peacefully as though all that happened around them was ordinary. And I suppose it is, Speed mused to himself. What a strange life... His mate's beautiful face caught his eyes again, drawing his attention like a moth to the light. Even as he slept, he had such a peaceful, happy expression on his face... It seemed as though nothing could weigh his spirits down, not even in sleep. The shapely curves of his cheekbones and eyebrows stood out, casting shade over the concealed parts of his face, but Speed now knew every square centimetre of it as well as the back of his paw. The dark, expressive eyes, the soft lips, sharp white teeth... Everything about it screamed of Bandit's virility and vibrant personality. Groaning softly in his sleep, Bandit twitched his hind legs, then seeming uncomfortable, he rolled over onto his back, sighing in contentment. Which, of course, exposed his fuzzy sheath and dangling balls to Speed's scrutiny. Licking his lips, Speed gently moved in closer, looking closely at his prize. Heh, I could think of worse ways to wake up than that... he chuckled to himself, licking his lips. He was about to get quite personal with that fuzzy flesh before him... Moving his head in closer, he softly sniffed at the fuzzy bulge before him, deeply inhaling Bandit's delicious musk. Chuckling again, he moved his head back slightly, giving Bandit's balls a tentative lick. When Bandit didn't move, Speed began licking in earnest, slathering them up nicely. He opened his maw and gently sucked on the big fuzzy orbs, one at a time, feeling their heat and weight in his mouth. Bandit was ready for this, even if he didn't quite realize it yet! _ Enough dicking around..._ Speed thought, groaning inwardly slightly at his horrible pun. However, he definitely wasn't going to stop just on account of that! Moving up to Bandit's sheath, he saw with great ardor that his attention below had not been unwarranted... The thickening in Bandit's sheath attested to that! The outline of his knot had begun to stretch against the outside of his sheath, and all throughout he could see it was thicker and firmer to touch, evidence of the hardening meat beneath. Speed licked his lips again. This was gonna be fun! Carefully watching Bandit's sleeping face, he made sure one last time that the dingo was asleep, and then gently planted a kiss right on the tip of Bandit's fuzzy golden sheath, right where the red tip of his hardening cock had begun to slip free. Opening his muzzle slightly, he slipped the tip in, suckling on it and being rewarded with a first shot of musky and salty dingo pre-jizz. He loved just letting the flavour flow over his taste buds, rolling the crystal clear fluid around on his tongue. The flavour just never got old! With his teeth, Speed gently began to push back Bandit's soft sheath over the hardening flesh beneath, feeling the tip of Bandit's pointy half-hard cock rubbing against the top of his mouth before he managed to press the fuzzy skin back behind the dingo's thickening knot.**

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_ Bandit moaned deeply as he took Speed's virginity, slowly but relentlessly. The wolf's tight tailhole clamped down on his burgeoning cock as he gently thrust, parting the tight folds slowly, centimetre by centimetre. Speed was grunting and moaning roughly; he clearly had never felt something going in that hole before, so Bandit made sure to be gentle with him. Working his way in, he slowly forced the wide middle section of his cock through Speed's tailhole, then quickly slipping in the slenderer rear half until the tip of his inflating knot was pressed up hard against Speed's tailhole. Then, he began to thrust slowly, using a paw to clutch behind Speed's own throbbing knot as his cock shot out wolf pre to splatter on the ground below._

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** Chuckling, Speed heard the dingo moaning in his sleep, and thought 'Heh, he must be having a good dream! I'll make it even better... Suckling down hard on Bandit's cock, he began to milk it, bobbing his head up and down, using his tongue and lips to simulate a tight entrance. The thickening bone shuddered suddenly in his mouth, and without warning another strong shot of the dingo's pre jizz squirted out onto his waiting tongue, collecting at the back of his muzzle so he could taste it for as long as possible. Pulling back, he looked quickly at his prize, giving the tip a quick lick. The entire throbbing length was at least 7 inches, a beautiful rosy-pink colour, darkening to a deep crimson near the pointed tip. Along the bulging length were delicate traceworks of red blood vessels, engorged and pumping blood to where Bandit needed it most, the entire rod bobbing to his heartbeat. The swelling bulb at the base was formed of two smaller, separate lumps on either side, joined by taut pink skin. Behind that, his fuzzy sheath folded up against the knot, held back by the increasing girth. Bandit's furry golden orbs fairly pulsed themselves; Speed knew by feel just how heavy and full they were, and he meant to change that! Diving back down on the entire length of meat, he began to suck hard and fast, bobbing his head rapidly up and down, all the while squeezing tightly behind Bandit's knot to simulate a tie. He had pawed many times before by himself, and he knew just how much pleasure having a paw there could give!**

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_ With a loud pop, Bandit's engorging knot forced it's way into Speed's virgin tunnel, eliciting a yelp and murr from the wolf. Bandit could feel him thrusting back onto his cock, grinding his prostate again and again into his pointy cock, and he himself was near blowing his load. He himself was moaning loudly, not caring who could hear... He had never been one for quiet sex, and this wolf underneath and around him just seemed to bring all of it out of him. Panting and groaning, he pounded mercilessly at the tight ass in front of him, tongue lolling out and toes curling as he came desperately close to orgasm._

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** Curling his tongue tight around Bandit's throbbing cock, Speed opened his muzzle up wide and forced himself down even further on it. Pressing his lips right up against Bandit's throbbing knot, he squeezed tightly behind the bulb of flesh and sucked hard. That was all it took; with a loud howl, Bandit humped upwards once, twice, and then Speed felt the powerful first jet of his true cum squirt into his muzzle. Pulling back slightly, he sucked hard on the pulsating rod, allowing the ejaculate to pool up in his mouth, saturating his taste buds with the dingo's most intimate flavour. At the moment of orgasm, Bandit's eyes flew open and his back arched upwards, straining up against Speed's suckling mouth and clasping paw, thrusting frantically. He had no idea what was happening or why, but he just knew he wanted to finish! Moaning lewdly, he began to groan, the groan lengthening and raising in pitch into a full howl as he began to shoot his load. Slurping loudly, Speed wrapped his lips tight around Bandit's length, making sure not to let any of the precious fluid escape. The salty taste filled his muzzle, even after he gulped down the viscous liquid, but he wouldn't have it any other way. Squeezing gently and rhythmically behind the dingo's knot, he simulated a tight tie for the other dog, increasing his pleasure and lengthening the orgasm. Panting wildly, Bandit rode the incredible feelings, his loins seeming on fire with pleasure so intense that it was all he could do not to cry in bliss. He felt like his balls were pumping everything he had out of his body, into whatever warm maw currently enveloped his cock. Murring in bliss, he laid his head back, eyes clamped tightly shut as the powerful feelings wracked his body. Slowly, ever so slowly, the shots from Bandit's throbbing member diminished in power in Speed's muzzle, until it was just the occasional dribble of his post-orgasmic fluids. Contented, Speed slipped the still-throbbing member from his mouth, pulling his head back to look up at his satiated mate. Bandit's head was tilted forwards at this time, and he had a silly little grin on his face. "Morning, love, and happy birthday!" Speed murred softly, licking his lips clean from the remnants of Bandit's sticky white mess. Smiling, Bandit looked back upon his mate's happy and matted face, then bent forwards and kissed him on the sticky lips, driving his tongue deep into the wolf's warm maw. "Thanks..." he murmured through the kiss, wagging his tail. He could taste his own seed warm upon Speed's breath and tongue, and he honestly couldn't remember a birthday when he had been happier. Breathing in deeply, he inhaled Speed's warm breath, a pleasant mixture of his own cum and a soft, slightly earthy flavour, and tilted his head, pushing their heads closer together in the kiss. Wrestling his tongue with Bandit's, Speed locked his green eyes on Bandit's dark brown ones, and in that gaze both could feel the love and warmth radiating off the other, driving their kiss to ever more passionate heights. He loved tracing around the insides of Bandit's sharp teeth, running his tongue over their sharp points and all across Bandit's soft tongue, sharing tastes and breath. Finally, Speed pulled back, muzzle trailed by a thin strand of drool connecting his and Bandit's mouths. Smirking, he licked it away, licking at the tip of Bandit's nose. "I love you, Bandit," he said softly. He still couldn't believe that this beautiful, sexy, and amazing dog could have the same feelings for him, could love him as he himself loved Bandit... "I am so lucky to have you. Happy birthday, and I hope to be around to see many more of them!" "I love you too, Speed," Bandit said happily, licking at Speed's muzzle. Chuckling, he said "I guess I'll have to come up with something for your birthday as well..." Trailing off suggestively, he grinned again. "Now, who's up for some food? I, for one, am famished!" Chortling, Speed stood up, sighing in an exaggerated manner. "Always thinking of food... Don't you ever think about anything else?" he japed, wagging his tail. "You know what? I think some food would be wonderful right now. Gotta get you something special for you birthday, and tonight I may have one more thing which you will definitely enjoy..." Panting in anticipation, Bandit smiled and trotted off, waiting for Speed to catch up. It was going to be the best birthday he had ever had; he could feel it. Eagerly awaiting the night time, they trotted off side by side, tails wagging in tandem as they happily planned ways to waste the day away with each other.**