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I'm not to keen on telling people about my sex life but, I have to tell someone about this. It was a weekend, Saturday in fact, the hotel is always busy that night but all I have to give people a smile and open a door for them, by the way I'm Cosmo, I'm a doorman for the Musica Towers hotel, but back to the story.

Like I said it was a Saturday, busy like normal. But the weirdest thing happened; Mr. Musica actually came out to greet someone. Now what you have to understand about my boss is that he rarely likes the people that come in on Saturday, and I don't blame him really. Horny, rich, drunk college kids that think the staff is below then until Arc comes in and kicks them out on their ass, man I love that big rooster, but I getting beside myself again.

I'm surprised when the boss comes out and walks up to a limo that's pulling up with a smile. Now I'm thinking it must be some business man that Musica is trying to impress then quickly get rid of, but I see this wolf get out of the limo and the first thing he does is pull my boss into a hug. Now I'm really surprised because I learned the hard way that Mr. Musica does not enjoy public displays of affection, in fact he nearly forbids it from his staff when on the clock, but he looked like he doesn't mind the big wolf's hug, in fact kind of looked like he was enjoying it too. As it turns out, the big wolf was an old friend of the boss's, grew up together I learned later that night, but let me get to the point.

When they were walking up the steps, they came though my door, Mr. Musica was polite enough to introduce me when the wolf asked who I was.

"Well Daro, who is this handsome seagull you have working outside in the cold?" He says.

"This is Cosmo Reed, my loyal doorman." The boss says with a smile. I'm grinning like an idiot myself, he called me loyal.

So the wolf offers his paw to me, I take it and shake.

"Everyone calls me Xander, feel free to as well." He's tells me, and me, smooth as ever just nods and responds with a dumb "Yes sir." He laughs at me then, walks into the warm hotel, but not before giving me a wink.

I didn't really think of it until about an hour later when my shift is over. Musica comes to me, looking rather relaxed for a Saturday night and tells me that Xander wants to tell me something. More curious then nervous now, I take the elevator up to the suite sections. I'm always freaked out by how calm it is compared to the lower floors, but I find my way to the room Boss told me. I knock five times, and hear some rustling around before he answers the door.

"Hi Cosmo, Please come in." Xander says quite politely. I'm normally doing that part, but I walk in.

"Musica said you wanted to see me sir?" I say stupidly again.

"Yeah, I did." He says, I notice he's got his shirt pretty much unbuttoned. I notice again that his fur is this deep red I didn't see in the crappy entrance light. The more I look, the more of this guy I like, nice strong looking arms, chest with a little extra fur, soft looking belly. What? Oh don't tell me a guy with a little extra on him can't be fucking hot, not everyone needs to be a muscle bound jock to be sexy.

Like I was saying this wolf was hot, I mean I would let him fuck me as hard as he wanted just on principal, of course you can see where this is really going now.

"I asked you up here for a drink and to apologize for embarrassing you, but it looks like you have other things in mind." He told me. I cocked my brow a little, not totally sure what he meant until he pointed down at me, man, if he though I was embarrassed before. I had no idea I was sporting wood, I also had no idea how badly my work pants actually hid it, so he could see my every bit of my hardon. Now I'm not sure what is really average for a seagull, but I think it's rather small because when ever I show someone they seem pretty surprised, It's about nine inches and kinda thick if you really care. For some reason, he wasn't surprised or uncomfortable, in fact he loosened the last two or three buttons on his shirt, a sexy little smile on his face the whole time. I just stared, my beak hanging open like a moron as a watching him toss his shirt away and walk up to me.

"Everything okay?" He says. I think he asked just to make sure I dug guys and was okay with him taking off my under shirt for me. Now I'm not the best fed gull around, in fact I'm rather underweight, but my self-esteem issues melted when he pulled me close, his nose running though my neck feathers, taking in my scent. I felt a soft rumble in his chest when he growled, his fingers running down my back with a casual slowness, like he had all the time in the world. Quite truthfully, with the way he had me moaning, he had as much time as he wanted. When his paws hit the top of my pants, he just let them move to the front, making quick work of my belt and zipper. The dull hiss of my falling zipper woke me from my pleasure induced trance.

"Eh, you don't." I spat out. He just looked at me with a toothy grin and slowly dropped to his knees, his tongue giving my chest and stomach a few tender licks to keep me from coming up with a reason for him not to let him do what he wanted. My eyes closed when I felt my birdhood flop out of my falling slacks and I knew I was blushing hard when it did, a rail of a seagull with a cock that should have belonged on someone else. I expected him to laugh or make kind of noise that relates to something funny, but he didn't, he just growled again and took me in his paw with a nice firm grip that admittedly made me a little week in the knees.

"My, my, quite the impressive member on you." He told me, stroking it a few times, I think he did it just to see my reaction. I grinned and giggled like a tard. I heard him chuckled before I felt him take the head into his maw. I gasped like I was hurt, normally I got a few warning licks or something along those lines but not with him, he knew want we both wanted. I hunched over, griping his shoulders for support when he started lapping the underside my head like it was candy. I can't tell you how loud I must have moaned because of him, we were only just starting and I already felt that tingle in my balls, or that could be him playing with my sac, I was too drunk from pleasure to tell. He slid down a bit more, his lips doing a great job of making a seal around my cock when he began suckling carefully. I could go on for hours about how great this wolf was, how he made me forget where I was, how his muzzle felt like I was being sucked off by someone with years more experience then me , how weak I felt when he let me buck my hips into him, how crushed and empty I felt when he stopped. I was panting like a was in a marathon, I looked down at him and tried to speak but my words became gasps for air. He just smiled up at me, took my hands off his shoulders, and helped me fall into his bed.

"Xander." Was all I said before he quieted me by closing my beak. So there I was, hard as a rock and sprawled out the bed, waiting for this gentlemanly wolf to fuck me properly. I was way to tried to make the effort to open my eyes, so I trusted him to not spring something freaky on me.

"Damn, though I brought more lubricant then this." I heard him say, it was strange to hear him say lubricant. I short time later I hear something hit the floor with a shallow thump then a short click.

"Hey, you're still hard so I assume your still with me." I open my eyes to him leaning over me, one of his paws is out of my eye sight and the other is holding him up. I feel where that missing paw is, right under my tail feathers, pushing at my ring with a thick coating of cold lube. I shutter, badly, his finger slipped inside me with a little more ease then I would like to admit but I won't go into that now. I gasp weakly when his second finger slides next to the first. He works them around, coating my walls in the slick fluid, I think its oil based. I'm moaning madly, I want nothing more for him to not stop and let me climax, but again he leaves me empty and wanting when his fingers slide out, I desperately try to clench and hold them in a little while longer.

"Don't feel neglected, I'm not done with you yet." He growls into my ear, I feel the bed shift as he gets close to me. I haven't even seen what his cock looks like, but when it presses against my tailhole I can't help but whine for it. Xander puts his paw on my chest, rubbing me comfortingly when he shoves himself in. I'm not sure how big he is, but I cry out like he is as hung as me when it enters me entirely.

"I'm sorry, It won't hurt anymore, I promise." He tells me in a soothing tone, trying to get me to relax myself. Man he was good, in a matter of seconds, the sting of penetration became near overwhelming pleasure. Slowly, he pulled an inch or so out, then pushed it back in, it took a while to adjust with the motion but I did eventually. When he started to pick up the pace the overwhelming pleasure I was talking about before spiked dramatically, I was putty in his strong paws now. He would tug himself out like he was pulling out completely but leave me an inch to clench to before he drove himself back in back in with all his substantial weight. In a few words, it was the greatest sex, no, the greatest love making session I've had. I can't really call what he did to me just sex, he pounded me into that king bed sized like he would and old lover who knew all of his partners sexual ticks and kinks. I had my eyes closed most of the time, most of my other senses were overloaded as it was. His scent was strong to a point, not over powering in the least but quite arousing. The sound of his soft grunts and growls of sexual exertion paired with the rhythmic thump of his hips and balls thrusting into me only added to the arousal. The feeling of his body against mine, the feeling of his fur pressed against my feathers, the feeling of him inside me, do I really need to say it? As for taste, it was fulfilled when he leaned over and kissed me, his long, flat tongue gliding over mine, it reminded me of the first taste or bourbon really. my legs instantly wrapped around his waist, pulling him close, forcing his thrusts to be shallow and rough.

"I'm getting close." He half groans into my ear. The simple though of him cumming inside me pushed me over the edge. My untouched cock surprised both of us as I started shooting against his belly, most of my seed oozing back down the side of my shaft but a few luck drops sunk into his fur. My convulsing tail hole set him off as well. I didn't know he had a knot but I learned quickly when he pushed the thick, fleshy, tennis ball inside me. I yelped, half in pain and half in ecstasy when I felt that hot wolf seed shoot inside me, the knot doing a good job of keeping it all in. I stopped counting after six shots, mostly because he started kissing me again and I wanted to concentrate on the strange bourbon taste again. I'm not sure what might have happened after that, I like to think that we cuddled in our wonderful afterglow for a while until I passed out, he seemed like that kind of guy. Well that's about it really, the award for best sexual partner I've had goes to that wolf, but not only for that night, there are lost more where that came from, but those....Heh....Those you don't need to know about.