Sorry For Waking You, Foxy...
#2 of Conner and Scott
A continuation of my story "Remember the 'Tunnel of Love' Ride?". Pay no attention to spelling and grammatical errors. They're probably just typos. What do you think I am, a moron?
Scott lay there in Conner's bed, his arm wrapped around the fox. It was half past one in the morning. He wasn't sleepy, he was too happy. It had been so long since he and Conner had cuddled like this, and he wanted to enjoy it, even if the sweet little fox was sleeping.
Conner had fallen asleep resting his muzzle on Scott's chest, and the husky's heart beat for him. Scott watched him as he slept (the light was still on), and he couldn't stop looking at him. He looked at the fox's ears, which he desperately wanted to nibble, his soft white cheeks, which he longingly wanted to nuzzle, and his pretty lips, which he passionately wanted to kiss. But he also didn't want to wake Conner. He was too beautiful in his sleep. Scott could feel the fox breathing softly, the small breeze on his chest fur, and that only made him murr, which he tried not to do loudly.
Scott couldn't help but to place his other paw on Conner's cheek and rub him. Gently of course.
In his sleep, Conner nuzzled the husky's paw, and even gave it a little lick.
The sweet foxy lick only made Scott want to kiss him more. The lick had reminded him of the sweet taste of Conner's kisses. He wanted that...he wanted to taste Conner. He wanted to kiss him and massage Conner's tongue with his own.
He couldn't help it. He needed to kiss him.
Slowly, Scott raised Conner's muzzle just a bit and kissed him softly. It was over fairly quickly, because he was trying not to wake him. But he needed to do it again. So he did, this time with his eyes closed. This one lasted a little longer, and in its duration, Scott was able to feel how soft the fox's lips were. He couldn't help but to trace his tongue along them, and Conner tasted so sweet.
As he was enjoying the kiss, he felt the fox's tongue lightly brush against his own a few times. Scott opened his eyes and saw that Conner was still asleep, which only made the husky murr again. Conner was just too cute.
Scott broke the kiss, and Conner had the tip of his tongue sticking out of his muzzle. But before Scott could do anything more, the fox had moved. He moaned a little in his sleep as he rolled over and cuddled with his pillow, his back to Scott.
The husky didn't mind. In fact, he wrapped his arm around the fox again and continued cuddling. At that gesture, Conner scooted back toward him, probably to keep warm. But when he had, Scott felt the fox's rump rub up against his sheath through his pants. Scott moaned as quietly as he could at this, and felt his sheath start to swell. He held the fox closer, not too tightly, and began to softly grind against the fox, breathing deeply.
It was then that every time he and Conner had mated passed through his head. Every time the fox had moaned at the husky's cock penetrating him, Scott heard in his head. He kept grinding, feeling his big red doggy cock hardening as it rose from his sheath.
His breathing became just a little quicker, and his heart was beating rapidly because of the good feeling on his dick. He was getting so horny for the fox, but he didn't know what he was going to do. He didn't want to paw it off, because he didn't want to wake Conner. But he did need to cum, which he wanted the fox to help him do.
Then he got an idea.
He scooched down in the bed so that his muzzle was right at Conner's ass. He pressed his nose in between the fox's cheeks as best he could through his pajama bottoms without waking him and took a big whiff, growling a little as he exhaled. Conner's scent was so familiar to him, and he loved it. He sniffed the fox again and flexed his cock, which was rock hard and throbbing.
Scott wanted more. Slowly, he reached into the band of Conner's pants and pulled them down as far as he could, which wasn't much because the fox was lying on his side, but it was just enough for Scott to get a taste. He lightly pressed his nose in Conner's ass, using it to spread his cheeks, and started licking.
He tasted just as good as Scott remembered. His lapping became even hungrier the more he licked, the more of his fox he tasted. He heard Conner moaning, which made his tail wag and his cock flex again even harder. Without thinking, he grabbed Conner's cheek and lifted it so he could lick deeper, and when he did, Conner moaned even more.
As he licked, he heard Conner speak. "Oohhh...Scott..." the fox said sleepily and lustfully.
Scott pulled his muzzle out and lightly bit Conner's ass cheek, making the fox gasp and raise his tail. Scott let go and spoke to him. "Sorry for waking you, foxy..."
Conner rolled over to face Scott and reached down to pet him. When he did, Scott's tail wagged even more. He grabbed Conner's paw and kissed it. After he did, Conner took his paw back and pulled down his pajama bottoms all the way, rendering him completely naked, then rolled over on his stomach for Scott, letting the husky know that he wanted him.
At this, Scott pulled his own pants off and mounted the fox, pressing his tip to Conner's entrance. He was panting like mad as he started to penetrate him.
Conner gasped again and bit his pillow to stifle his moan. He was just as horny for Scott as the husky was for him.
Scott pressed deeper inside the tight entrance up to his knot. He pulled out and began humping the fox like a horny dog, panting and growling, finally getting back what he'd wanted for so long.
Conner had still not let go of his pillow. He knew that if he did, he'd moan loud enough to wake his parents. They didn't even know Scott was there. All he could do was raise his tail even higher.
Scott knew what that meant. He wanted it harder. So, Scott delivered. He began to pound Conner's ass, his knot banging up against the tight pucker with every thrust. Conner's bed didn't squeak, which was a plus, and the headboard wasn't close enough to the wall to bump into it.
Conner could feel his own foxy cock bouncing and throbbing as Scott fucked him, so he reached down and began to paw himself. With all the pleasurable feelings he was experiencing, he released his pillow and began panting hotly, flattening his ears against his head.
Scott was now fucking Conner so hard that his knot had finally popped in, but only to pop back out. His lust overcame him. He wanted to tie with his fox. He shoved his knot back in and kept humping, making Conner groan in pleasure.
The husky panted with each thrust and started growling as he neared his climax.
Conner kept pumping his own cock and squeezed his knot and yipped when he came all over his bedsheet.
At the feeling of Conner's ass tightening around his big doggy dick, Scott resisted the urge to bark as he fired his own hot load into Conner's ass, gritting his teeth as hard as he could.
Within a moment, they were both panting.
Conner, now weak from his orgasm, said quietly, "I'm sorry, Scott..."
Scott was still panting, and took a deep breath to put his lungs at ease. "What for?" he asked, then began panting again.
Conner spoke quietly. "I...never should've cheated on you..."
Scott understood now. Conner felt guilty. "Foxy, I forgive you..." Again, he didn't feel stupid for it. "I don't hold it against you or anything. I mean it. I love you."
Conner swished his tail for the husky. "I love you too, Scott...I made a terrible mistake..."
Scott shushed the fox and pulled him up so that Conner was on his knees, leaning back against the husky's chest. Scott wrapped his arms around the fox and kissed his neck. "It's okay..." Then he heard Conner sniffle. "Look, if anything, it just means that nothing you do will stop me from loving you."
Conner smiled a little, but the guilt was still there. "Thank you..."
Scott kissed the fox's cheek. "You're my foxy. No one else's."
He kept hugging Conner while the two of them waited for the husky's knot's swelling to go down.
Scott was happy. Happy that he had his fox back.