Dark
The young grey wolf yawned toothily and pushed the homework away from him on his desk. He leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling, just basking in the satisfaction of having finished his homework at least an hour before he'd expected to. He was at that point in his freshman year of high school that most young furs get, far enough along that the newness has started to wear thin, but not quite late enough to start looking forward to the summer. Not that he was a slacker or anything, he often took things too seriously in fact, just that he was ready for a break. At least he had the weekend in front of him, and now it was free to do whatever he wanted! He let his mind wander, thinking about how his life had changed recently. Things had been so different since Dark had moved in with them. Jason sighed softly, wondering if Dark would ever take his old name again. His parent's had named him Bright after his brilliant eyes. But it had been about two years since Dark's parents had called him Bright.
Bright's family had just finished clothes shopping for the growing pup. On the drive home, authorities later decided, the father had hit a patch of black ice and swerved into the oncoming traffic. Bright's mother had died on impact, and his father had survived for only an hour or so longer. He had deliriously begged the doctor to make sure that "Buzz" take care of his pup. The poor little puppy had suffered occipital lobe damage and would likely never see again. He'd spent the next year in an orphanage for disabled children before the family's attorney had been able to discover Buzz was Jason's father, his nickname from high school that almost no one knew. Bert, Buzz's real name, and Bright's father had had a falling out over a trivial argument. When he heard about the accident he'd been devastated, but had happily taken the pup in.
It hadn't been easy, Jason reflected. The disturbed pup had insisted that everyone call him Dark, taking the name of what the world had become for him. With his black fur and mood swings between terror and depression, the name seemed to fit him rather well. At first Jason had resented the intrusion in his life as the only child, and not only was Dark another pup for his parents to raise he also had extra needs and a bad attitude.
Jason's parents had raised him well however, and his heart soon went out to the little pup. He imagined how he would have felt, becoming blind and losing both his parents at so young an age. He'd probably be a bit irritating as well. Jason had started to make friendly gestures toward Dark, and though most were rejected some were accepted. As time passed the pup started to trust him more. It was Jason's project a couple of months later that had made the biggest difference.
Nearly every night Dark would wake up screaming from a nightmare of something stalking him. Something that could see him, but he couldn't see. He'd wake to the reality of his blindness. It didn't matter what was done to reassure him, he always had the nightmares and had to deal with them on his own. After a great deal of thought Jason had talked to his parents about clearing out the half finished basement and remodeling it into living space. The grey wolf had spent days down there, doing almost all of the work himself. Dark had asked what he was doing, but he'd kept it a secret until it was finished. Even now Jason found himself grinning when he thought about the pup's reaction when it was finished. He'd taken Dark by the paw and led him down the stairs and into the middle of the main room. He couldn't see the pup, but he could easily remember the sound of his breathing and the excitement in his voice as Jason explained how he'd made the main room into a small living room and the second room into a bedroom. Everything was arranged in the usual way except for one thing. There were no lights anywhere in the basement. He'd removed the bare bulb that had illuminated the area previously and boarded up the ground level windows. He told Dark that he couldn't see his own paw an inch in front of his muzzle.
Dark had been so excited. He'd spent all the rest of that day sniffing around the two rooms and arranging things just as he liked them. It turned out he liked to arrange things in a rather complicated maze that would trip anyone who didn't know the way. Only the small black furred pup knew how to navigate the room. That night, in his now black den, Dark had slept the whole night without waking. In the morning when Bert had gone down to wake him, he'd tripped four times before giving up and just yelling for him to get up. Dark had thought it was tremendously amusing, but more importantly he'd finally felt safe. He later confided to Jason that he finally didn't feel helpless. In the basement the pup wasn't led, he was the leader for those with sight; and he rearranged the furniture to make sure that they didn't learn the safe paths.
Jason's ears swiveled backwards toward the half open door where he'd heard the soft padding of little paws coming down the hall. He grinned and turned his chair to watch as the black snout appeared around the corner of his door, quickly followed by the familiar black sunglasses and pricked up black ears. He always felt a strange mix of emotions when he saw Dark. His eyes idly moving over the pup's form. He only came up to Jason's chest, but he was well built for his size. His fur was always soft and well manicured. He wore a pair of black shorts (he always wore black) that blended in with his fur. Jason knew those shorts hugged his firm butt rather nicely. Realizing his thought he blushed, glad the pup couldn't see it as the inside of his ears heating. Almost as if the little wolf actually had seen the blush a smile flickered across his muzzle. "Um... it sounds like you've stopped writing and stuff. Are you done with your homework yet?"
Jason returned the smile, knowing that the pup couldn't see it, but he'd learned Dark could hear it in his voice. "Yup! Perfect timing. Have you finished yours for the weekend?"
Dark shrugged, "Eh, mostly. But I'm done for the night." He paused for a second. He looked openly nervous. Jason assumed it was his blindness that made his emotions always so obvious on his muzzle. "I... wanted to talk to you. Will you come down to my den with me?"
Jason stood up from his chair and padded over to stand by the smaller male. "Sure, you hardly need to ask!"
The pup wagged his tail, but his uncomfortable expression didn't fade as he turned and led the way with one paw trailing along the wall. They soon reached the head of the stairs and started down, Jason making sure the door closed behind him and blocked out all light. He followed to the base of the stairs and stopped, holding a paw out. Dark took it and led the older wolf in a complicated path through the room to the small couch against the wall. Dark's wagging tail bapping against Jason's leg revealed that even after all the weeks he'd had his den he still took pleasure in being the one who led. The wagging slowed as Jason sat down and heard Dark join him.
They were silent for a few minutes as Jason waited for Dark to speak. He finally decided that he'd have to break the silence. "So. What didja wanna talk about little guy?" Dark didn't answer immediately, but Jason felt something touch his knee. He moved his paw to whatever it was and found something flat and smooth under his pads. He picked it up, recognizing it a moment later as a paperback book. It felt like it was new. He wondered if it would mean something to him if he could see the title. "What's this?"
Dark's breathing was getting quicker and Jason thought he heard a soft whimper. "It's... it's a book. My dad," he swallowed loudly, "My dad gave me that book on the day he, they... the day it happened. It was today. Two years ago, today." His voice had become barely above a whimper. Jason's ears went back and he reached out a paw to touch the distressed little pup, but his paw was shrugged off. "You haven't heard the rest." He took a hard breath. "And I... I killed him for it! It was my fault!" This statement was followed by a clear, whimpered sob.
Jason reached out a paw, "What are you talking about Dark? It wasn't your fault! Your father hit a patch of..." His words were cut off by the near yelp of the pup.
"No, he didn't hit any ice, it was my fault! I was so excited... that's the last book in a series I was reading. He gave it to me because I'd been so good during my clothes shopping. I got in the back and they thought I would sit and read it. I started to! But... I was so happy. I hugged him suddenly from behind... and it... it made him swerve into the other lane! If I hadn't hugged him like that they'd be alive and I wouldn't be blind!"
Jason sat silently for a moment, trying to absorb this new information. Only the soft sound of the pup's sobbing shook him out of his own shock. He didn't let the little wolf shrug off his paws this time, but pulled his weakly resisting form against him. He buried his nose between the soft furry ears and took in his scent, "Shhh... it's not your fault. Listen to me Dark! Do you know how many times I hugged my dad, or my mom like that? Everyone does that! It was just bad timing! And there WAS ice where your dad went into the other lane. You didn't do anything wrong!" At first the little wolf wouldn't listen to him. But Jason wouldn't give up on him and continued to hold him and tell him it wasn't his fault until his crying had stopped.
Jason fell silent soon after Dark's body had stilled it's shaking, just holding him. He breathed in the scent of the little wolf, feeling it fill his head and bring with it all the memories with him he'd formed over the last year. It was a comforting scent. And it had just an echo of the more musky male scent he'd develop when he was older. Jason found his mind wandering and he found himself remembering the times he'd helped the pup bathe or change. He shook his head when he realized how inappropriate his thoughts had become. Not just when the pup was so obviously distressed, but because he WAS a pup.
Dark's small nose nuzzled into Jason's chestfur, his warm breath tickling him a little and making him giggle despite the situation. To the older wolf's delight it seemed to help shake the despair from the pup and he nuzzled into another place on his chest and blew on that spot as well. After that it became a playful wrestling match. Jason could easily beat the little wolf, but the darkness did make it harder and he didn't really want to win. They continued to play and giggle for a while after that until they were both tired and they just lay there, the little black wolf on top of his older 'brother'. He must have fallen asleep because Jason was woken to his mother's voice calling his name. He called back and she told them it was time for bed. Dark surprised him by yelling up the stairs to ask if Jason could sleep down in his den tonight. Like the few times he'd asked in the past she said it was ok. Dark pounced the bigger wolf, play growling and fiercely gnawing an ear. Jason play growled back but soon whined, "Ok ok, I surrender! Go easy on the ear little guy!" Dark just giggled and gave it one more nip before pulling the older wolf to his paws and leading him to the other room, back and forth to the bed. He hadn't even asked Jason if he wanted to stay the night, but Jason didn't mind. He was glad the pup was confident enough of him that he was sure he'd want to spend the time with him.
Jason took off his pants, but decided to keep his boxers on since he wasn't gonna be in the bed alone as he usually was. He climbed in and soon felt the bed shift as Dark climbed in the other side. Apparently he was still feeling a little unhappy because he immediately snuggled up against the larger wolf. Dark settled down next to him and was quiet so long that Jason thought he'd gone to sleep. Then his soft voice reached the grey wolf's ears. "Jason? Can I see your face?"
The other wolf smiled and scritched the black furred chest of the pup. "Sure."
Jason closed his eyes and soon felt the two familiar little paws move to his face, moving over his head and ears before tracing each of his features lightly. Touching his closed eyes, ghosting over his moist nose and closed lips. There was something so intimate about the touch for Jason. Not that he was doing anything unusual, but for some reason Jason just liked the thought that the little wolf could 'see' him that way, he liked the touch of his paws. Dark seemed to take extra care this time, moving over his features two or three times before moving his paws away. Dark giggled softly in the night, "You always smile when I do that! I wanna see your face at other times too ya know!"
Jason shrugged and rubbed the smaller wolf's chest again. "I do? I guess I just like the way it feels. I can make faces next time you look at me if you wanna see other things!" He stuck his tongue out, then realized that it couldn't be seen. So he licked the pup's nose wetly, drawing another giggle from his target.
The quiet, serious note in the pup's voice caught him by surprise. "Actually... Have you ever, um, snuck a peak at other guys at school? Or at the mall in bathroom stalls and stuff?" He waited for Jason to answer, but went on when he heard the older wolf stuttering. "I just mean... out of curiosity? Just to see how yours compares and stuff. To see what yours... might look like when you're older."
Jason relaxed a little bit at the explanation of what Dark meant. He had thought the pup was asking him if he were gay, and he definitely didn't feel ready to talk to the pup about that subject yet. He tried to weigh his words as he replied, "I guess I have a few times. They're not really, err, different from mine... I guess."
He could feel Dark nodding his head, and he thought that was maybe all the pup wanted to know. Then he spoke again. "Jason... I can't do that. I'm curious. I understand if you don't wanna, but... can I see yours? I don't know who else I could ask, and when you - when you offered to let me see 'other things'?"
Jason tensed and knew the pup could feel it too from the way Dark sighed. He started to apologize but Jason broke in, "Yes." He was half surprised himself that he agreed to it, not really sure why he had. He understood how the pup must feel, but it wasn't just that. He didn't want to admit it, but the thought of the cute little wolf 'looking' at him there was exciting. Would it feel as good as when he looked at his face? No, he told himself, he definitely was doing it just to be a good big brother for the pup since he didn't have anyone else who might let him compare.
His inner dialog suddenly went completely silent as two small paws moved to the front of his boxers. After a moment's hesitation Jason moved his own paws to his waistband and pushed them down. He decided he may as well go all the way and took them off completely and dropped them by the bed. A moment later the small paws pushed the blanket off, then settled lightly on his sheath. He managed to stifle a gasp and lay still. He kept telling himself to think un-yiffy thoughts. He didn't want to get aroused with the pup's paws touching him. Unfortunately it got harder to control himself the longer the touch lasted, and the little wolf seemed very curious. His warm little pads stroked and lightly squeezed every centimeter of his private places. When one small paw moved near the tip of his sheath and the other moved behind his balls to cup his entire package he couldn't help but let out a soft whimper, feeling his control slipping and knowing that in a moment his tip would emerge from his sheath. "H...have you seen enough yet?" His voice was a bit ragged, but the paws moved away and he felt Dark snuggling up against his side.
"Sorry... I was curious." He put an arm over Jason's chest. "Thank you." He whispered, the way he said it showing he really meant it. Jason smiled and nuzzled between his ears.
"Don't mention it little guy... sleep tight."
*****
Jason's dream personality had none of the moral reservations his waking self had. Not long after falling asleep the young grey wolf began to dream about what might have happened if the earlier 'looking' of the pup had continued. He whimpered in his sleep, unknowingly pulling Dark against him and waking the little wolf. Jason never knew how far that dream would have gone, because just as the dream Dark wrapped his paw around his erection the real Dark did the same thing. The dual sensation was strange enough that he started to wake up, but the dream seemed to cling to him like cobwebs.
The exploratory movements of the little wolf's paw was familiar enough from earlier that night that the still groggy Jason thought he might still be dreaming. Perhaps his mental defenses kept him in that unreal place between sleep and waking, but even when both of the black pup's paws wrapped around his erection and started to slide over the sensitive flesh he didn't come back to full wakefulness. Feeling another paw touching him so differently from how touched himself made the older wolf whimper softly and his tail began to wag against Dark's side.
And then it suddenly stopped. Jason wasn't sure how long he lay there hoping for more, but he opened his eyes to the dark room. Beside him Dark lay quietly breathing and the grey wolf began to wonder if he really had dreamed it all. His ears heat up a moment later as he discovered he was still almost painfully aroused. If he were in his own bed he'd have taken care of it, but with his foster brother snuggled up to him there was no way he was going to risk it. Sighing softly the grey wolf closed his eyes again and after what seemed like forever, he fell asleep.
*****
About three weeks after that evening Jason's parent's told him that they were going out of town for their anniversary. They would be gone that Friday, the weekend and they would be back late Monday evening. Since he was in high school now his parents had decided he was old enough to take care of things on his own without a baby sitter. He was usually the one who helped his adopted brother when he needed it anyway. His parents had arranged all the meals for the time they'd be gone so they could be prepared with a minimum of effort.
The first evening of his parent's absence Jason again spent finishing up his homework. If it were a weeknight he'd likely have gone to bed soon after, but he didn't have to get up tomorrow so he wandered out into the living room. He wasn't surprised to see Dark at the computer, one paw tracing over the Braille display attached to the bottom of their specially adapted computer. Despite his usually almost preternaturally acute sense of hearing he actually jumped and quickly punched a key on the keyboard as if he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't be. Jason grinning broadly at that, wondering just what the pup had been so intently reading.
All he said was, "Hey".
The pup's ears slowly perked up again from where they'd gone back to his head, likely realizing that Jason couldn't know what he'd been looking at. "Hey. I didn't hear you come in."
Jason padded over to stand next to the chair. "Heh, I noticed that. It's not often I get to catch you by surprise. And just what had caught your attention so completely?"
Dark was silent for a few moments, then shrugged. "Err, I dunno. Just some emails and stuff. Nothing important. What about you? What are you doing?"
The bigger wolf made a neutral grunt, "Just finishing up some homework. Came out to see what you were up to. Wanna play a game or something?"
The two boys spent the evening playing monopoly until it got fairly late. Dark won. Jason didn't mind. It did surprise the older wolf when the pup asked him if he wanted to spend the night in his den. He'd slept down in the basement with him a few times, but it was usually a spur of the moment invitation when they were already down there. But as usual he accepted and they descended into the blackness. Dark took the larger wolf's paw in his and pulled him along.
The two wolves chatted for a few minutes until they started to yawn. Jason had kept his boxers on and so had Dark. The pup snuggled against the grey furred wolf's side and rested his head on the other male's chest. It felt nice to be so close to the little guy and it wasn't long until Jason yawned one last time and his eyes dropped closed, the darkness around him identical to the darkness of his closed eyelids. Sleep followed a moment after.
*****
Jason came slowly back to awareness sometime later. He could never tell how long he'd slept when he stayed downstairs. It didn't feel like he'd slept the night through though. He yawned and moved to stretch his paws above his head. Something resisted the movement. With a few more experimental tugs he found that something was holding his paws away from his body and above his head slightly. He heard a soft clink and guessed it must be handcuffs. A moment later he heard a giggle in the darkness and a soft voice, "Gotcha!"
Jason shook his head in the dark and play growled. "Hey! No fair, where's the challenge in capturing a sleeping wolf? You cheated!"
He grunted when a sudden weight descended on his belly as the pup straddled his stomach and leaned forward slowly to put his nose on Jason's. "I know! I still gotcha though. You're my prisoner!"
The older wolf chuckled and rubbed his nose against the smaller canine's. "Oh no, whatever will I do?"
A warm tongue flicked over Jason's whiskers, then the weight was moved off his belly. He heard the pup moving softly in the dark and the blanket being pulled off of him. Not knowing what game the little wolf was playing, he just lay there and waited. It didn't take him long to find out. Something brushed over the bottom of his left footpaw and he gasped jerking his leg up and away from the touch. He heard another soft giggle and the same ticklish brush against his right pads now. He was soon squirming to keep his paws away from the evil little puppy who was taking advantage of his ticklish paws.
Soon the grey wolf was panting for breath and was ready to give in. "Ok ok! I surrender, you win! Hah... just EEP! Stop tickling m.mee!"
Dark's grin was hidden by the blackness. "That's not how you surrender! You know how you're supposed to do it!" By now Jason had figured out that it was Dark's fluffy tail that was tormenting his sensitive paws.
The continued tickling nearly took the breath he needed to speak, but he managed to gasp out, "Uncle! Uncle!" His tongue was nearly lolling out the side of his muzzle.
Luckily for the other wolf, Dark stopped tickling. But he was silent for a little bit. Just as Jason was gathering himself to speak he heard the pup's voice again, this time more hesitantly. "I want you to call me something else tonight."
Jason's ears perked up, the unexpected comment catching his curiosity. "Well what do you wanna be called tonight? Just no more tickling!"
The response was still soft, but was more confident. It sounded like he'd planned the words. "You have to call me Master if you want me to stop tickling you!" He emphasized the comment by brushing his tail over first one paw, then the other.
Jason gasped at the sensation, shivering at the hypersensitive reaction of his pads. His heart beat a little faster when he heard the pup's demand, shaking his head at some of the thoughts that raced through his head. The pup didn't mean it THAT way, he probably didn't even know there was such a thing. "Erf... Ok! Master! No more tickling!"
Dark play growled and straddled the older wolf's knees, resting his paws on Jason's stomach. The play growl made his word a little more raspy, "Mine!"
Jason grinned at that. He thought it was cute the way the pup possessively claimed him like that. He liked how confident the pup had become with him. A year ago he'd never have... His thought snapped off in the middle when he felt those little paws slide down his belly and hook the waistband of his boxers. Before he could work out how he should react the pup had moved off his knees and tugged the boxers off all the way.
Suddenly being cuffed to a bed naked, with a puppy, didn't seem as innocent as it had. "What are you doing?!"
Dark growled again and tapped a pad on Jason's nose, "You said I'm your master, so you're my pet. Pets don't wear clothes!"
Jason's ears went back, his heart missing a beat somewhere. He felt a definite stirring in his sheath at the words of the puppy. This was way too much like some of his online play with friends, too much like some of his favorite fantasies. But he'd certainly never imagined his little brother doing it to him. "Dark... you should untie me now."
The puppy giggled and reached between the grey wolf's legs to tug his tail. "Nu uh! You're mine!" When his other small paw gripped the middle of Jason's sheath he could no longer pretend the words were as innocent as he had thought at first. Jason let out a whimper at the intimate groping, his back arching up off the bed. Despite his mental shock and reluctance his body reacted. His sheath began to feel heavier and he had to concentrate on not thrusting.
His physical reaction wasn't lost on the puppy, who giggled again and started to slide his sheath up and down over the flesh it held, feeling it growing bigger. "Do you like that, pet?"
Jason's mind was in turmoil. He'd never felt someone else do something so intimate with him. For the first time he wasn't controlling the speed and movements and all he could do was squirm and whimper. It felt so good... but it was just a puppy doing this to him! It was wrong! Pleasure surged against guilt in the older wolf. "Dark... please, this isn't right! You're just... just a puppy! I shouldn't be doing this to you!"
Dark's cool nose pushed against his cheek as the other paw joined the first one, with both he was able to hold most of Jason's sheath, the movements slow but constant. A warm softness slid over the corner of Jason's lips when the puppy licked him. "I'm in fourth grade! Besides... you couldn't do anything to me if you wanted. I've got you tied up, I'm doing what I want to You!"
Jason's mind wouldn't work. He thought he should deny what Dark had said, but he couldn't deny that he wasn't in control. "You're too young! You're not..." The term finally came to him. "You're not of the age of consent yet!"
Dark gently butted his cheek with his nose, "I'm... old... enough" His paw slid Jason's sheath down and back with each words. The pup's muzzle rubbed along the tied up wolf's as he felt his arousal slide out of his sheath despite his best efforts. Jason opened his muzzle to tell him to argue but felt warm lips pressed against his. It shouldn't have surprised him, but it did and before he could think to close his lips he felt an agile puppy tongue push past his lips and rub against his own tongue. He gasped and closed his eyes, paws tugging on the cuffs around his wrists. He'd avoided thinking about his attraction to the little wolf, but this felt so good. He didn't want to admit that the puppy dominating him was exciting.
All too soon he felt the smaller male pull back from the kiss. His disappointment was short lived however, as a moment later he felt the two small paws move from his sheath to grip his now fully exposed shaft. The surge of excitement that spilled through him took his breath away, his hips lifting up off the bed as he instinctively tried to hump at the warm touch. The puppy laugh and hearing the young voice say, "Pet REALLY likes this, doesn't he", made his ears burn. He tried to formulate some reply but just ended up stuttering. "You smell cute when you blush!" Jason didn't know the pup's nose was that sensitive, but it didn't help his blushing to know that the puppy knew he was getting to the older wolf.
The paws left his shaft, leaving the grey furred wolf panting. Most wolves didn't even notice the scent strong emotion, but Dark's blindness must have made it that much more acute. He wanted to ask the puppy what other emotions he could detect when a wave of sensation so intense it almost made him bite his tongue jolted up from his groin. He felt it several more times before his pleasure drunk brain could work out what it was. Dark was licking him.
Jason groaned loudly, squirming on the bed and jerking on the cuffs. The pleasure, and the guilt seemed to quadruple. He barely had enough strength to speak through clenched teeth, "Dark... this is wrong!"
The puppy didn't seem to have heard him at first, but then the licking stopped for a few moments. "How is it wrong? I know you like how this feels, I can smell how excited you are. I like being making you feel good, hearing you whimper. I haven't felt like I was in control of anything for a long time. How can that be bad?" Jason didn't know what to say to that. He'd never guessed Dark felt that way. He couldn't think about it long because he soon felt the previously fleeting warmth engulf his tip. It slowly slid down to take almost half of his length inside. Jason's eyes strained at the darkness, but there was no difference when his eyes were open or closed. Perhaps in a shadow of the compensation that Dark experienced, Jason's other senses seemed to sharpen. His ears heard the soft wet noises of the pup's muzzle on his most sensitive flesh, and every sensation seemed heightened. Having his paws restrained kept him from reacting to the feelings and he had to lie there passively as the puppy started to blow him. It felt so damn good the young wolf couldn't even form a coherent thought, let alone continue to protest what was being done to him.
All that mattered was that warm muzzle around his tip, the small paws that wrapped around what wouldn't fit in the black furred pup's mouth. Dark didn't have any experience, but he had natural ability that he put to excellent use. Not once did the older wolf feel his teeth. It didn't take very long for the sensations to start to build in Jason's body. The lewd sounds of the puppy's sucking only added to his excitement and he felt the familiar tingling from when he pawed off, but he'd never before felt it from another's touch, under another's control. "Dark... wait! I'm about to... cum!" He hesitated on the last word before realizing how far beyond worrying about dirty words they were.
The swiveling of the black furred pup's ears was invisible in the darkness, but he didn't stop. Jason's fingers curled into fists, his blunt claws digging into his pads and his toes curled as he tried to keep from cumming. Despite all of his effort the excitement of his first blowjob was too much. Letting out a strangled howl the grey wolf suddenly bucked his hips forward against the puppy's face. The first few jets of cum lit on Dark's tongue, but the thrust into his muzzle had startled the little wolf and he instinctively pulled away to get the following squirts of seed all over his muzzle. He coughed a couple of times, then calmed down. All Jason knew was that most of the warmth was gone and he let out a gasped whimper, his hips still thrusting. Dark quickly took the still spurting cock past his lips again and continued to suck it, gulping down the slick warmth.
It seemed to go on forever, Jason's first climax with another fur was, happily for him, an amazing one. He was soon limp on the bed, his eyes closed and his tongue lolling out the side. He felt the puppy draw up off his now spent shaft and he managed to whisper "Thank you" into the darkness. All was quiet except for the panting of two young wolves.
The next thing Jason felt was the weight of the smaller wolf on his chest and two cum smeared paws on his ears pulling his muzzle forward. He felt his nose bump into something that he soon realized was the puppy's sheath. Dark's new bossy voice reached his ears in an exaggerated growl. "I wanna feel what that's like too! Do that for me now!" Jason's lust had receded after that climax, but even so he felt a twinge of excitement. He didn't feel coherent enough to put up much resistance as the puppy rubbed his small sheath over his nose and whiskers. Apparently sucking on Jason had excited the little wolf because it didn't take him very long to poke out of his own, smaller sheath.
Dark pressed his tip to Jason's lips and slid inside. Jason didn't want to hurt his adopted brother so he reluctantly opened his jaws to keep his teeth away from the exposed flesh. The taste was less musky than his own had been when he'd explored himself in the past, but he guessed it was the pup's youth. Despite his age it didn't take him long to slide out of his sheath entirely and he pushed the entire length into the warmth of Jason's mouth. He was still small enough that Jason could take the entire length into his muzzle without choking, his tongue sliding over the bottom. This obviously pleased the little wolf because he could feel the fluffy tail wagging over his belly, the tip even brushing over his own sheath now and then.
Jason knew there wasn't anything he could do anyway, so he found himself starting to enjoy the muzzle humping he was getting. He began to more actively participate, licking the slick length in his mouth like he'd only fantasized about before this evening. He heard the gasps and whimpers from above him and grinned around his muzzleful, finding his own tail wagging. He was enjoying this almost as much as he'd enjoyed having it done to him. He felt good making the puppy he cared about feel good. He couldn't remember the last time he'd heard Dark sound so happy. As his thoughts drifted a bit his muzzle had settled into a constant bobbing, and almost before he realized what was happening the paws on his ears gripped down and he felt the puppy push forward as hard as he could, burying his nose in the pup's bellyfur. He felt a still small knot swell up just inside his lips. A moment later he felt the twitching as Dark experienced his first orgasm. He was too young to ejaculate yet, but it didn't make it any less exciting to the wolf getting his face humped. He kept his muzzle tight around the twitching length, wiggling his tongue against the bottom and listening to the moans over his head.
He was just barely able to open his jaw wide enough to let the knot out when Dark pulled out. He was slightly embarrassed to realize he was a little disappointed. He didn't really want to have his muzzle tied to by a puppy! Did he? He shook his head, then sighed as he felt the panting puppy settle down next to him. As long as he didn't let himself think about it too much he could just enjoy the pleasant sensations.
They lay together like that for maybe five or ten minutes before Jason nudged Dark's cheek to get his attention. He felt some of his own slick cum wipe off onto his own muzzle from where it had spurted on the pup's face earlier. "Mmm, think you could release my paws yet pup?"
Dark rolled on top of him and gently bapped his nose with a paw. "Hey! You can't call me pup!" He giggled, "But I can call you whatever I want. And I'm gonna call you Squirt!"
It wasn't hard for Jason to figure out where he'd come up with that nickname, but being called Squirt by a puppy seemed inappropriate. That thought made him roll his eyes. As if the rest of this was. "Ok, 'master', think you could let me go now?"
Dark made a considering 'hmmm' then play growled, "Nnnnope! I'm not done with you yet, Squirt!" He felt the puppy lie down on top of him, resting his chin on his chest. Then his voice went serious again. "I guess I should admit something to you. I... found your logs on the computer. I know you hid them from recently opened and all that and you called renamed them readme and stuff. But my Braille program still showed them as recent. I was just curious at first... but. As I read them more I thought they were kinda interesting. And I decided I wanted to try some of that stuff with you. It sounded fun, and I know you like it!" Jason felt dizzy at the thought. He only kept logs of unusual stuff. And in his case that usually meant kinky stuff. He'd never imagined that Dark would find them. "I wanna do it with you Jason. I wanna have sex."
That jolted the grey wolf enough to speak at least, "We just did! But... if you mean what I think you mean, then no! Even if it weren't wrong, I'm too big, I'd hurt you! You have to be ready for something like that, and I doubt you've... gotten yourself ready... for that."
Dark giggled and put his paws on Jason's cheeks in his familiar way, 'looking' at him. It felt different when those small paws were slimy with his own cum. "Hey Squirt, don't be silly!" He giggled again, then the playful growl crept back into his voice. "And besides... who said anything about ME needing to be ready? In this case the fact that I'm smaller will help!"
Jason's ears flicked back as his brain sluggishly tried to work out what the puppy was saying. Then his eyes opened wide as he finally figured it out. He'd never have even thought about such a thing! He almost choked before finding his voice, "You don't mean... but we can't..." He felt the puppy's stiffy against his belly and realized that they actually could. Apparently since he was too young to cum it also meant it didn't take him as long to recover. "But that's... I mean that's not how it's supposed to be done... I mean..." What part of sex with a kid was 'supposed to be'?
Before he could work out any more protests he felt the puppy move down and put his knees between the older wolf's. He was still helpless to the puppy. He knew that Dark was a stubborn little wolf and would get what he'd set his mind on unless he could think of a real reason he shouldn't, and at this point all the older wolf could think to say was, "Oh shit..." But then a thought hit him. "But if you do it dry with nothing slick on you it'll hurt me! You don't want that, right?"
Dark's wagging tail was bumping into Jason's ankles and he heard the puppy snicker, "Don't worry, I thought of that! You took care of that for me!" The puppy had stopped moving for a few moments, but then he felt a little paw rubbing something under his tail. He felt the slickness rubbed on his tailhole and finally realized what the puppy had meant. He was wiping Jason's cum from his muzzle and using it as lube! The grey wolf's ears burned in humiliation mixed with excitement. He should have known... it was in one of his logs.
When the puppy shuffled his knees forward and Jason felt the small poke at the center of his tailhole he knew he wasn't getting out of it. At least the younger wolf was indeed still fairly small, because Jason was having a hard time relaxing. It was still big enough that he definitely felt it force his tailhole open. Jason's head went back and he moaned loudly as he was penetrated for the first time. Dark took his time working inside the tight hole and when he was in as far as he could reach he lay on top of the bigger male. "Ooh, that feels even better than your muzzle. This... is my first time".
Jason's ears would have been pink if it hadn't been to dark to see it. "M...me too puppy."
Dark's ears perked up at that and he lifted himself up a bit. "Really? You were a virgin before I mounted you?"
Hearing those words in that eager puppy voice made the older wolf squirm, but he stuttered a yes. Dark was clearly amazed at this statement, but he started to work himself out of the gripping ring. He slipped out all the way by accident, but quickly pushed back in again. Jason moaned, feeling someone inside him for the first time. It was so different from his fantasies, but because Dark was small it lacked the normal pain and adjustment of most first times. It didn't take long before Jason felt his bellyfur rubbing against his exposed shaft and knew that he'd slipped out of his sheath again. Dark either didn't notice, or he chose not to touch it, because his own length was completely ignored as the puppy continued to rut with him.
Perhaps because he'd cum fairly recently, or maybe just because it was an even more foreign sensation, the puppy took a much longer time under Jason's tail. His thrusting was just deep enough to press against the older wolf's prostate, but not enough to get him off. Jason found himself squirming in an attempt to find some way to get stimulation on his neglected cock, but with both paws held in place and a puppy mating with him between his legs there was on way for him to touch himself. It seemed to take an eternity of thrusting before he heard Dark's soft growls of excitement building in his small chest. Finally after another few minutes of thrusting Dark shoved forward and Jason felt the small knot expanding. With it inside his tailhole the small knot suddenly didn't feel very small anymore. Jason gasped, letting out a whimper as he was forced to stretch to accept the bulb at the base of Dark's shaft. Soon after he felt the dry twitching of the puppy cock inside him and Dark collapsed on top of him, pinning his needy shaft between the two furry bellies.
Jason was panting as well, but he was still panting from unspent need. He managed to lean down and lick between Dark's ears. "Hey, pup, do you think you could rub me again? Please?"
Dark pushed his nose into the grey chestfur of the bigger wolf and shook his head. "Not unless you address me properly! And... thank me for humping you!"
Jason's ears splayed out, but he was too keyed up from the long mating to manage much resistance. "Ok ok, Master. Thanks for humping with me. Now will you paw me off?"
Dark shook his head again and gave a tug at his swollen knot. It was really only about three fourths the size of a normal knot, but in Jason's recently virgin tailhole it was more than enough. "Say it like you mean it or no deal!"
Jason sighed and closed his eyes, forcing himself to put emphasis behind the words and say them as sincerely as he could. "Thank you for humping me, Master. Would you please please paw me?"
Dark giggled and finally nodded his head against Jason's chest. "Ok Squirt, since you asked me nicely!"
Jason shivered with bliss when he felt those small paws wrap around his shaft for the second time and start to stroke him. Long gone was his reluctance to give in to the sensations, all he wanted now was to cum as hard as he could. His hips wiggled slightly as he tried to thrust, but the knot inside his rump held him mostly immobile and he had to passively let the pup paw at whatever speed he wanted. Even at the teasingly slow pace Dark set he felt his pleasure building fairly quickly. If he just kept up that speed for a little while longer he'd be there... but he stopped. Jason started to growl and call him puppy, but stopped himself in time. "M...master! Why did you stop?! I'm so close!"
Dark's play growl came to his ears out of the darkness again. "I'll let you cum under three conditions. Agree to them and I'll let you squirt, Squirt!"
Jason's ears were flat to his head and he nearly snarled, but stopped himself. "Ok ok, whatever!"
Dark suddenly nipped one of his nipples, making the bigger wolf gasp, eyes widening. "Bad pet! You have to know what you're agreeing to!" The way he recited his demands made it clear he'd memorized them earlier. "First you have to say you belong to me, and mean it! Second, promise to wear a collar whenever I tell you to. And third you have to ask me to fill you when you cum."
Jason could barely manage to remember all three, let alone think about them, but he nodded his head. "I belong to you, Master. I'm yours. I promise to wear a collar when you want me to. Please fill me when I cum!" He put as much sincerity behind the words as he could, agreeing to the demands adding to his excitement, getting even more desperate to cum.
Luckily they seemed to satisfy the puppy, who giggled again and started to paw him off more quickly now. Jason's toes started to flex again as his second climax of the night approached. One of the puppy's paws wrapped around his knot while the other stroked rapidly over the rest of his shaft. The knot began to swell up, giving the puppy warning of the approaching climax. Just as Jason's back arched and his first squirt of seed spurted out of his tip the older wolf felt something warm spreading inside him. He felt a spurt, then a pause and another wet spurt in time to his own climaxing spurts. The internal stimulation seemed to draw out his pleasure, his balls spilling the biggest load they could and emptying them completely.
The drawn out climax kept him from thinking over what he'd promised, but when it finally started to fade and the young wolf realized what he was feeling. The collar bit was embarrassing, but not that bad. Saying he belonged to the puppy, well he wasn't sure about how he felt about that. But only now did he figure out what the puppy meant by the last part.
Jason's eyes went wide. The puppy moved his cum dripping paws up and wrapped them around the grey wolf's muzzle, looking at him with his paws to 'see' his expression. Jason felt the spurts become a constant stream and he no longer had any doubt the puppy was pissing inside him. His ears went back and his eyes wide, his lips lifting away from his fangs in a shocked snarl. All the while the puppy's wet paws traced over his face and left the slimy musky wetness behind. Then the puppy wrapped his arms around Jason's middle and pressed his nose into the older wolf's chest, growling out in his now almost familiar dominant growl, "Mine..."
When the stream finally stopped the puppy moved his paws to the grey wolf's face again. He giggled into the dark and gave Jason's nipple a lick. The other wolf still couldn't even think straight, wouldn't have known what to say if he could. But the puppy spoke. "I think you look better as my bitch." Jason only let out a soft, slightly confused whimper.
Nothing else was said. They both lay there after their mating. Jason was glad it was dark, not knowing anymore how he felt about the situation. He could only lie there with a puppy lying on top of him, his own cum all over his own face and pumped under his tail by the puppy cock still knotted inside him. But eventually Jason knew he must have drifted off because that was the last thing he remembered.
"Hey Jason!" Dark barked softly from the doorway, his tail wagging behind him.
Jason's ears flicked back as he looked up from his book, but that was the only 'submissive' sign he made towards the pup, "Hey Dark."
"Wanna come down and hang out in the basement?" Dark perked his ears, that youthful smile still spread over his muzzle.
"Ummm...." He glanced back at his book, then at the smaller wolf. He noticed the expectant gaze on the lupine's muzzle. He stood up a moment later with a nod of his head, "Ok. Yeah."
It had been a week since their encounter. Neither had spoken of it again. Dark never let on that anything had happened. The older wolf wasn't about to bring it up again. It was quite humiliating. Jason looked over the pup and moved out of the room with a wag to his tail. He began to wonder if it would ever happen again.
Was he hoping?
Dark moved down the hallway quickly. Even without being able to see, he knew the way easily. He was comfortable in this environment. An alpha in his territory.
Jason wasn't far behind. He trailed the pup and followed him to the basement door. He stopped at the top of the stairs and watched the black pup disappear into the darkness within.
"Come on!" Dark called in his youthful voice, yet it was full of command.
Jason ran down a moment later, "Ya little brat! Wait up!"
He closed the door behind him and disappeared with the pup into the darkness. The older wolf carefully followed the smaller one into the room. The gauntlet like maze was easier to maneuver this time. His knees bumped into the bed.
Jason stopped cold and waited quietly. His ears swiveled to try and pinpoint the young wolf. He felt lost for a moment. Where had he gone?
As if Dark could read his mind, he found a small paw on his rump.
"There's my good boy."
The growl came softly to the older wolf. He tensed a bit and glanced around quickly. He wanted to tell Dark to be quiet. His parents were up stairs after all. They could hear them down here.
"Dark!"
The small paw swatted his rump, causing Jason to jump.
"Bad boy. That isn't my name to you."
Jason let out a whimper, starting to pant softly to himself.
"M...Master?"
"There we go," Dark said with a noticeable smirk. "Now...On the bed."
Jason's mind went into autopilot. He couldn't believe this was happening again. The older wolf obeyed without question and moved onto the bed.
"All fours."
Jason obeyed.
"Tail up."
He was an obedient puppy.
"There's a good boy."
The bed creaked as Dark moved onto it, both paws on his hips.
Jason felt he should stop Dark. This was going to be different than before. He knew what was coming. He knew that the younger wolf was going to breed him.
He wasn't restrained this time.
His pants disappeared into the darkness, along with his underwear. He was nude on the bed, remaining as a female wolf for the pup. The small paws moved over his hips and trailed to his rump before dipping between his legs. The paw explored his sheath, feeling every little inch...taking in the sight. Jason gasped and arched his back. He was hard and there was no denying it to Dark.
Both paws returned to his hips as the smaller wolf moved up behind him. Dark was quite hard as well. Jason didn't need his sight to know this. The pressure on his tailring was more than enough.
With a muffled gasp from both wolves, Jason became the younger wolf's bitch once more. The older wolf bit his tongue to stop from making any noise that his parents could hear up stairs. He lowered his head and bit his arm as his body rocked with Dark's movements.
The door to the basement suddenly opened. Both wolves stopped cold. A female voice came down the stairs.
"Jason? Are you down there?"
It was his mother!
Dark wiggled his hips against the lupine's rump, almost causing him to moan out loud.
"Y...Yesss...Mom?" Jason called out as calmly as possible.
"Its time for bed!"
Jason flicked his ears back. His salvation! He could leave. Dark couldn't complain. The sound of his voice suddenly surprised him. He didn't mean to speak. He wanted to get out of there!
"Can I sleep down here tonight?"
Hope you enjoyed the story. I don't think it really did what I wanted it to do, but I tried. A friend told me I HAD to post it though. He actually wrote the last little bit to finish it up for me when I lost impetus. I won't say who it is, but if you want to raise your paw Mr. Helper wolf, then leave a comment!