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"Dammit." Greg cursed as he slipped from the parallel bars and landed flat on his chin.

He has just begun the second week of recovery which is mostly physical therapy as his reformed muscles have a lot of strength-building to do.

Greg gave out a huff of frustration.

There was a lot of painful work to do...

"You'll get it. Gotta crawl before you can walk, right? Baby steps." Rorick stated confidently, trying to boost Greg's motivation.

"Well let's see you surgically alter every single thing in your body and try to function again!" Greg shouted back bitterly.

Rorick smirked and laid down next to Greg. He was quite accustomed to the unforgiving process of physical therapy. He got close to Greg and wagged his tail playfully over Greg's body.

"Wanna take a break and do some wag exercises?" Rorick suggested.

Greg smiled at Rorick.

"Common now! I want to feel that tail move some air! Push it!"

Greg concentrated and tried to move his newest appendage about as fast as he could.

"Okay! Stop! Now wag up and down!"

These 'exercises' continued for a few minutes. Greg certainly didn't need any help working his tail, as he said "it tends to act on its own" but he still sat on it and didn't know how to be consciously aware of its position.

"That should be enough for today, let's get you back in your wheelchair."

Rorick stood up and scooted the cheap hospital wheelchair over to just behind Greg.

"You ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready." Greg muttered tiredly, still collapsed on the floor.

"Okay! Hrrg!" Rorick groaned awkwardly lifting Greg up, hoping Greg's legs would at least try and carry some of the weight, but of course they didn't.

"Remember! Tail up and proud!" Rorick groaned out preparing to set Greg down.

Greg chuckled at the silly mnemonic to help prevent him from sitting on his tail again. He lifted his tail up and to the side.

"Ooof!.. Whew! You're gonna have to start helping me or I'm gonna throw my back out one of these days." Rorick said panting. He looked up to see Greg grimacing.

"Oh! What's up?"

"My tail again." Greg said pitifully.

Rorick sighed. "This tail is going through some real hell. Common now, it's not that hard!" Rorick reached around Greg and pushed his tail through the opening in the chair in the back.

Greg tilted his face up into Rorick's chest-fluff so Rorick could get the access he needed. He felt Rorick's paws around his tail, and took a depth breath into the exquisitely soft chest fur that poked out from Rorick's shirt. Just like how they were back in the hospital bed, but now Greg had full sensual feeling of his body and easily noticed his sheath getting hard and moist.

"There. Now stop putting your tail to the side! All us _normal_pups learn that in the first few days!" Rorick teased Greg.

As Rorick turned to get behind the chair and push, Greg ogled his frame. Particularly noticing the bulge present in Rorick's pants. His black fur and fluffy tail magnificently groomed flowing in the wind.

"You're quiet... Is something hurting? Did I push you too hard today?" Rorick said, pushing Greg towards the exit from the therapy room.

"No... Just... thinking about our first introduction."

Rorick chuckled. "Yeah. Me too... You know. If you feel up to it. I've been given clearance to a surveillance free room for exactly what you have in mind."

"What?! The docs here want you to-"

"No. Nothing like that. They just want to make sure that every part of your body works. That's literally their job, and now mine. So they've reserved a private place for you to. Ehem, play with yourself."

"And say... I needed some instructional help?"

"Like I said. It is my job to assist you into full rehabilitation. I'm allowed to join you if you request."

"Fucking DONE. Take me my liege!"

Rorick burst into laughter. "Yes sir!"

Rorick was practically jogging down the halls. The lust in his groin begging for attention. He dashed through the twists and turns of the maze-like building until they entered a modest room with a single receptionist.

"Hello! I believe there's a room in reserve for us." Rorick said, parking Greg and placing himself between Greg and the desk.

"Yes, could I get your ID badge please?"

Greg drowned out the conversation staring at the bounty Rorick provided, clearly on purpose. A front-stage gander at his sexy butt. The tail, pants, and fur couldn't hide the smooth curves and generous bulge of Rorick's sack.

"Wonderful! Thank you." Rorick resumed pushing Greg down another smaller hall to enter an even smaller room. He quickly locked the door and turned to Greg.

Greg scanned the tiny room. It was carpeted with a full-size body mirror on one wall, a tasteless painting hung on the other. It was about the size of a typical exam room, but none of the equipment was present.

"Now this room is sound-proof and surveillance-free. Ordinarily, I'd wait outside and you would be alone to do whatever you wanted in privacy." Rorick said calmly. He leaned down and whispered into Greg's soft ear, "But these are extraordinary circumstances."

Rorick sauntered away from Greg to get into his full view and began stripping. Letting go his maroon shirt, revealing his black furred chest.

Greg panted and strained his arms to take off his own shirt. They were so sore from the workout today.

Rorick undid the fabric belt holding his pants up and dropped them in one go. He took a paw and rubbed his big balls, pulling back his sheath to show off the bright red wet tip.

"Hold it right there sir knight!" Greg commanded humorously.

"I forbid any more touching. You are to do as I say, when I say it."

"Forgive me my prince." Rorick said, smiling and bowing, letting go of his junk.

Greg gingerly stood up on his own two paws.

"Now undo my britches."

"Yes, your highness."

Rorick swaggered his hips back and forth as he approached Greg. He let his tail do big sweeping wags. His gait emphasizing his sheath sliding left and right.

"With your mouth." Greg demanded.

"Yes, your highness."

Rorick took the waistband in his maw and gently pulled it down. Taking a stop to take a deep breath at Greg's furred sheath.

"I did not tell you to stop."

"Forgive me."

Rorick pulled the pants to the floor.

"Now caress my royal balls with your kisses and favors."

"Gladly, your highness."

Rorick lolled his tongue out, over, and around Greg's thick sack. Sucking and massaging with his lips. Letting the extra soft fur dance on his tongue.

Greg moaned and took a paw to his sheath. Rubbing it and playing with the pre dripping out.

Rorick took Greg's entire pouch into his maw, sucking and breathing in the deep musk.

"Enough. Your prince is pleased." Greg stated. His legs now shaking and needing rest.

"In my endless gratitude, I've shall allow you a rare pleasure tonight."

"Oh? Pray-tell what prize do I receive?" Rorick giggled at the absurdity of this all.

"I shall let you mount the royal throne! Bring me to the floor my servant."

"Sir!! I am honored!"

Rorick supported Greg's side and carried him to an open space in the room.

"On your knees? Or?.."

"Yes, yes!"

Rorick kneeled down and put Greg onto his knees, and Greg's fore-paws out forward so he was on all fours. He couldn't stop staring at Greg's long veiny dick dripping this whole time.

"Are you sure? We haven't-"

"Does my own knight question my rule?!"

"Forgive me my generous prince."

Rorick took his tongue and lapped at Greg's hole, trying to get it as lubed as possible.

Greg let out another moan.

Rorick rested his chest on Greg's back. He slowly slid forward, but bringing his hips high enough to rest his sheath on Greg's back, leaving a trail of wet musk in Greg's fur. His balls pressed against Greg's behind. He rolled back and aimed his sheath properly this time.

Rorick groaned as his dick pressed into Greg. Slowly he slid in, his red canine dick getting revealed briefly as his sheath slid back.

Greg lifted his head and focused on his back. The feeling of Rorick's hot breath into his fur and the hot flesh burning into his body sent waves of pleasure through him.

Rorick pushed all the way in up to his balls. His still small knot already inside Greg. He shivered at the pleasure of his big balls gently tapping Greg's.

Greg's dick was now fully out of its sheath, shooting spurts of pre-cum onto the floor.

Rorick carefully rocked Greg back and forth, not letting his knot out but letting his own hot sticky pre leak into greg.

"Would thou.. huff, huff.. lend a paw?" Greg panted between breaths.

"Unf, as you command."

Rorick slid his paw down around Greg's side and found Greg's cock. He grabbed it right behind the knot and pulsed his paw a few times.

"MMMmmm!" Greg moaned again. His dick pulsing in unison. Greg felt Rorick's hot flesh growing hotter and larger every second. He looked down between his legs to see Rorick's giant balls thrusting.

Rorick began shoving harder and harder, their balls slapping together as more pre dripped out behind Greg. Rorick's knot nearly full-sized keeping them together.

Rorick took his other paw and rubbed Greg's massive cock. All the way up and down its length. Taking one soft digit over the head and his palm down the bottom.

Greg shoved himself back and lost it. He thrust wildly into Rorick's paw spraying thick white cum all over Rorick's paw and the floor. Rorick's other paw kept a firm grip on his thick hard knot.

Rorick pushed himself in hard and let out a loud howl, releasing his own needy seed. His big balls tightening and unleashing their cum deep into Greg.

They kept thrusting and moaning together as Greg's massive 10 inch dick throbbed and dumped more cum. Their balls covered in sticky cum leaking out of Greg.

Slowly the thrusting stopped. Greg turned his head to look at Rorick and was met with a passionate kiss. Their tongues playing in each other's muzzle.

They rolled onto their side and rested. Their big red cocks still pulsing and leaking.

"Mmmnf." Greg moaned.

"Haha, therapy can be fun huh?" Rorick said exhasperated.

"No. I mean! This was wonderful, but-"

"Your tail..." Rorick sighed, "I'm on it."

Rorick reached around and pulled Greg's tail out from under him.

"You really gotta start taking care of that little thing or it's not going to survive." Rorick joked.

"Hey now, if I actually tried hard, I wouldn't get to spend so much time with such a sexy wolf."

Rorick beamed. "I don't think I could just let a beautiful wolf leave my life even if you graduate therapy."

"You promise?"

"Yeah. I do." Rorick said, resting his head into Greg's neck fluff. Reaching his paw around and holding Greg's paw.