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Mason was nervous, but it was an excited kind of nervous. It had been a while since he’d been on a date, he wasn’t really sure he remembered what he should do, but the idea of having some kind of adult outing with another person after so long was thrilling. All he needed to do was not make a fool of himself, and maybe he’d have something worthwhile...or at the very least, he’d have some action that wasn’t brought by his own hand.

Perhaps that was a touch presumptuous, but then again, he doubted people would post nude pics if they weren’t trying to hint at that.

His first foray into dating in a good while was through an online dating site, something that was moderately risky but Mason’s options were fairly limited. He was in a new city, he didn’t know anyone, had just started a new job and didn’t really have any connections with his co-workers yet. If he wanted to date, it was either cruise bars and such, or use an online dating website. And he wasn’t really a bar kind of guy. So it was on to one site, trying to find something that fit his tastes.

And boy, did he ever.

It was no mystery what turned his crank - Mason liked big and buff guys. Muscular and showing it, able to lift and carry him effortlessly, all that nice stuff. And his tastes definitely learned towards the furry, particularly canines and felines. Really, one of those qualities he would have settled for, and thought he would have to considering that he figure a big buff canine or feline would need little help from dating websites to get what they wanted...and the ones that couldn’t probably had something wrong with them personality-wise. But to his surprise and delight, he found a profile that looked perfect - a canine named Rayden, looking like a malamute, with a strong toned body and a profile that looked very positive, shockingly appealing, enough that he almost couldn’t believe this one wasn’t snatched up already. Maybe it was possible if he was shy, but the fact that one of his profile pictures was of his fully nude body, with a plump sheath and balls on display, suggested that Rayden was anything BUT shy.

He had contacted Rayden, obviously, though he’d rather suspected that he’d get a note back saying that he’d found someone already and just hadn’t taken the profile down, if he got any response at all. But no, the canine had responded, and he was completely free and eager to take a shot with him. This wasn’t the kind of luck someone usually had with dating sites, and Mason was thanking his lucky stars that he had been so fortunate. After about a week of chatting, they were about to meet up for the first time, at a corner of the street in the city that was a good midway point to the restaurant for both of them. And that was where Mason was, a little bit early, waiting for Rayden with all that nervous excitement.

Of course, there was one concern...and it was an obvious pitfall, it was entirely possible that the profile was fake. Maybe Rayden really existed but didn’t look anything like he said he did, or maybe there was no Rayden at all, and someone was just leading him on for their own twisted amusement. He really didn’t want to think that was the case, but he had to be wary of it, things like that had happened before to people. So while he was excited, he was also letting that rational part of him warn him that it could all go bad, and not to get overly invested until he knew things were on the up and up.

But I really hope that’s not the case...because that beefy body cuddling up to me when I’m in bed would be the best thing, especially if it was after it was drilling me nice and hard, stuffing that fat knot up my ass like I was a bitch in heat…

“Mason?” The voice startled him out of that lascivious fantasy. It sounded youthful, confusingly enough because he didn’t think he knew any young people, so he turned not sure who he was going to see. And for a moment his tongue went dead. Standing in front of him was indeed a canine, dressed lightly enough to see all the muscle that the picture had warned him about, the appearance a spitting image of what was on that profile…

And if he was an inch over five feet tall, Mason was the king of Prussia.

“It is Mason, right?” Rayden, he had to believe it was Rayden, it looked too much like him NOT to be, was peering up at him curiously - Mason wasn’t used to looking DOWN at others, he was only about 5’6” himself and typically found himself in the shadows of bigger people. This was not something he was entirely ready for.

“Y-yeah. Rayden, right?”

“Phew! I was hoping I was right...it’s so much easier to identify by smell, it’s a lot more distinctive. I don’t have the best eye for humans!” He held out his hand to shake, which Mason did. “Nice to finally meet you in person!”

“Ah...yeah, you too...uh…” Mason returned the handshake, still thrown. Rayden certainly noticed this and cocked his head curiously.

“Something wrong?”

“N-no! I just...uh...didn’t realize you were that short.”

“Oh. Well, I promise you, I AM 26, and I have a copy of my birth certificate on me if you need proof. Boy, THAT’S a story I’m gonna have to tell…” Mason hadn’t even thought about that, but now that it was mentioned, Rayden DID sound younger than 26, though he had an air about him that kind of dispelled the idea of him being jailbait. “Didn’t you look at my profile? I had my stats listed there…”

“Yeah...I mean, I looked at your profile, yeah, but I, uh, don’t really...well, it’s like this. I was told that everyone lies about five things on their profiles all the time - how old they are, height, weight, their endowments, and that they care about personality and not looks. So I figured if I didn’t waste my time looking at that stuff, I wouldn’t get misled…I mean, why bother if it’s not going to be real anyway?”

Rayden shrugged at that. “Well, I dunno about other guys, but I think it’s important to be honest. So if you were wondering…five even, 160 pounds, 26 years old, and looks and personality are both important, but a good personality overcomes bad looks better than good looks overcome bad personality.”

Mason couldn’t stop himself. “And the other thing?”

Rayden shot him a cheeky grin and stuck out his tongue. “THAT one, you’ll find out for yourself if all goes well today. You satisfied?”

“Enough. Ah, I guess we should head to our destination, then.”

“Yeah, let’s go! I’m nice and hungry, couldn’t eat all day I was so nervous!” He certainly didn’t seem the worse for wear for it, a spring in his step as he drew Mason with him to start walking. It was still all a bit confusing for him, but he tried to shake it off - the diminutive stature was unexpected, but everything else seemed to be as advertised. He was still getting QUITE the deal out of this, surely he could handle one attribute that wasn’t entirely up to expectations.

———

His mind had settled down a bit as they arrived at the restaurant. Maybe he was just getting more used to the idea, or maybe it was just that Rayden was that charming. Possibly both.

He learned a bit more about it during their stroll. As it turned out, Rayden was not a malamute - he was an Alaskan Klee Kai, which he described as the ‘compact model of malamute.’ Apparently they were a small breed among the ferals, and that carried over to the anthros, as they rarely reached much taller than Rayden. Mason had never heard of the breed, and Rayden had given him the quick spiel, but it boiled down to being another type of dog like a husky or malamute, just taking up less space.

Which, Mason was starting to glean, was probably why he was available in the first place. He knew everyone had a type, and he knew everyone was a type, but he didn’t personally know anyone whose type was SMALL buff guys. Surely they were out there, but they had to be somewhat fewer in number than those who went for other looks. To be sure, he himself had never really considered that - in his mind, muscle and tall went hand in hand. And he had to wonder how often Rayden had encountered something like that…maybe that was the reason he’d been too nervous to eat before the date.

Did my eyes suggest disappointment? Does he already think this is hopeless? I mean…I guess he’s not the type I was going for, but…I mean, just bailing out for that reason sounds pretty scummy to me. I definitely have to give this an honest go, and not make him think that I’m out just because he didn’t match my expectations.

So he tried to put his best face forward, making a concerted effort not to dwell on the size thing. He focused instead on learning more about who Rayden was rather than what he wasn’t. While they’d certainly talked a bit online in the past several days, they certainly hadn’t covered everything there was to know, so it made for great conversation fodder as they settled in the restaurant to eat. It helped that Rayden was quite upbeat, he had a rather bubbly personality and was quite frequently smiling, something that put Mason more at ease.

Rayden, it seemed, was a man of contrasts, and it only started with his physical form. As one might expect, he worked as a fitness trainer at a local gym, but he also had a degree in economics (which he said he wished he hadn’t done because he didn’t really want to do that sort of thing as a career) and was currently studying and training to become a physiotherapist. He was an only child, but had about eighteen cousins, so both a small and a large family in ways. He admitted a weakness for sour candies but couldn’t stand most actual citrus fruits or juices. He didn’t particularly enjoy big-guy sports, but would talk at length about gymnastics and figure skating and similar sports. Even his music tastes were unusual, as he professed his favorite genre was orchestral metal, a blend that Mason could scarcely imagine. All of it made Rayden quite fascinating to Mason, who was definitely of the mind that variety was the spice of life and didn’t feel like he’d get as much out of someone too similar to himself.

Of course, Mason had to talk about himself as well, and while he didn’t find himself particularly interesting, it would have been rude to try to duck it. He was an administrative assistant at a law office, sort of stuck in a gap of not knowing what he really wanted to do with himself, though some kind of legal work might have been possible. He had two sisters but not much in the way of extended family. He was definitely more of an introvert compared to Rayden’s more outgoing personality, though not as much as some people he knew. While he wouldn’t have called himself a gym bunny by any means, he sometimes went just for the sake of getting out of the house and moving around in a more structured environment - exercising with just himself held no appeal to him. That last note he was pretty sure offered a good in for Rayden to suggest other activities for them if they hit it off, though Mason didn’t want to get too far ahead of himself.

As much as he tried to keep the conversation on those sorts of tracks, though…it was inevitably going to happen.

“Fridays are definitely the best, though. I mean, they’re usually the best anyway, but for me, it’s a half-day. The gym owner has a special thing for a certain membership group starting in the early afternoon, and all the regular staff get the rest of the day off, paid.”

“That sounds like a pretty sweet deal! Do you know what’s going on there?”

A shrug from the canine. “Not really. It’s a special class, they have their own instructor and everything, but the owner never talks about it. I used to think that there might be something shady going on, but one of my co-workers tells me it’s not the what, but the who - allegedly some clients who don’t want people to know they’re there or something. And I like what I’m doing enough that I’d rather not pry further and risk losing it all, you know?”

“Nah, I get it. Would be hard to believe it hasn’t already been looked into, someone would’ve done something about it by this point if it really was something that bad. But it works out, they get what they’re looking for and you get to end the week on a mini shift…sounds like a perfect deal for you!”

Rayden snrked. “Was that a short joke?”

Mason felt himself flush deeply. “Ah! That…I didn’t mean…that wasn’t what I was trying to, uh…”

“Relax! It’s fine! Trust me, I’ve heard ‘em all before. Quite a few of them from my own mouth! I don’t have a problem with being a low-altitude flight. You know, it’s not worth getting all that fussed over, it’s not like it was something I decided or my parents decided or anything as far back as anything. It’s just who I am, and that’s not a problem for me! Besides, I’m pretty sure I can out-lift most of ‘em anyway.” Rayden flexed a bit, making a bit of a show of his musculature. “They used to call me ‘short-stack.’ Well, I got the last laugh there, because now I’m short stacked.”

Mason grinned a bit, though partly in relief. “That’s a good perspective. Not like tall people willed themselves to be tall, either, we’re all just born with the height we’re gonna get.”

“Exactly! And hey, I can make tall jokes as well. That doesn’t mean I have a problem with them! No point in that, either!” Rayden said this all chipperly, but then his expression sank a bit. “Though, that doesn’t mean I don’t have a problem with people who have a problem with it…”

“I don’t, I swear. Heck, I’m not even that tall myself, I’ve gotten a few jokes that way too…probably not as many as you, though. Uh, but, I’m guessing you’ve had issues before?”

“Oy, don’t get me started. Too many idiots out there. ‘Are you sure you’re old enough to be working here, kid?’ ‘I need to talk to your mommy or daddy, not you.’ ‘There’s no way you’re 26, your license must be fake, get out of my bar.’ Holy hell, it’s not like I’m the only short guy out there! Just because I’m not as big as people you expect doesn’t mean you can just act like an asshole to me like that.”

“Is that why you carry around the birth certificate?” asked Mason.

Rayden groaned loudly at that. “Oh, jeez, that’s probably the worst example. I was on a date last year, with a deer guy, and it was going pretty well as far as I could tell. I noticed the waiter was giving me funny looks, but I thought he was just being one of those annoying dudes who liked to eavesdrop or something. We’re just finishing up and waiting for the check when a couple of police officers approach us, saying they want to talk to us separately. So I go with the one and he starts talking to me like I’m like eight years old, asking me about my parents and saying he’s gonna keep me safe...it doesn’t click at first, but eventually I catch on that he thinks I’m a kid and that the deer is some kinda rapist or trafficker or something! And no matter WHAT I tell him he refuses to believe I’m actually an adult, I show him my damn license and he says it’s fake, I tell him he can call my boss and he thinks it’ll be the ringleader of the trafficking ring he’s dead certain I’m a victim of…it was just awful, I was about as frustrated and angry as I’ve been in just about forever, and the cop is getting aggressive and trying to get me to incriminate someone...thank god the other cop had a little more sense, he comes over and finally stops the one harassing me. The deer had to show him my dating profile and our messages together for him to finally catch on, and he told me the waiter had called because he thought I was literally ten years old - the idiot - and we were finally free to go, but of course the whole damn mood was ruined, and I knew it was dead in the water with the deer, because any other time he wanted to go out with me he’d be wondering if he’d get the police called on him. So, now I have a copy of my birth certificate, because they can quickly check the registries and verify that it’s legit and match it up to my license info…it’s a bit risky as far as ID theft goes, I know, but honestly if my wallet gets nicked I’d have most of those problems anyway.”

“Holy hell…” Mason was wide-eyed at the story. “That’s awful! I can’t believe they went to such lengths to disbelieve you, too. Like, okay, you’re small, you sound younger than you are, but you don’t ACT young at all! Did anything happen to the waiter?”

“I wouldn’t know, I’ve never been back there. I had a row with him and reported him to the manager, but I’m not holding out hope. I mean, look, okay, you want to be watching out for something dangerous, but fuck, if you’re eavesdropping maybe listen to what the hell they’re saying, how many ten-year-olds are talking about their physiotherapy training classes? In what world is that okay?”

“Yeah, it’s way better if you don’t jump to conclusions. I’d’ve been so pissed if someone did that to me…well, here’s hoping it doesn’t happen again, precautions or not. And I’ll stick up for you if it does, I promise.”

Rayden smiled again. “Thanks. I’m hoping it doesn’t happen again, but at worst I don’t want it to go as badly as it did. But I don’t wanna dwell on that, either, I’d rather focus on the date I have in front of me. Because you’re cute and you deserve more of my attention than the nasty past.”

Mason couldn’t help but flush a bit - ‘cute’ wasn’t something he was called every day, especially by someone who was about the closest it got to being objectively cute. Still, it felt like a new form of bonding with Rayden, and the more he got to know the canine, the more he felt for him. His earlier reservations and uncertainties were fading away, it was mattering less and less that he wasn’t what Mason had expected, because the realities were making up for that. Maybe he could get behind short-stacked as much as regular stacked…

———

Evening was descending upon them, but they weren’t rushing to be done. Rayden had suggested a walk to the park, and Mason hadn’t needed much to talk him into it. So onward they went, the conversation getting more casual as they made their way there, less of a deep dive into what they didn’t know and more talk about lighter stuff. Both of them were clearly ready to wind down after the heavier subjects they’d talked earlier, and the more relaxed chat as they walked suited them fine.

Mason was still getting the impression that Rayden was bothered by something, though. Even though the klee kai was putting on an animated front, there was just something in his eyes that struck Mason as not being entirely at ease. He wasn’t sure whether it was a good idea to bring up, it seemed like something that was affecting Rayden might be good to get out there but he also didn’t want to wreck the mood further by dwelling on something unpleasant. So he just talked around it, trying not to let on that he could tell and steering the conversation towards whatever he thought might distract Rayden from his concerns.

They eventually took a seat on a park bench, a little break to look up at the sunset before continuing on. “It’s too bad there are so many buildings in the way…when you’re out in the boonies, you get much better sunsets,” remarked Rayden. “It’s why I like to go out camping on occasion, you get some really nice sights. The starry sky is so wild out there, too, it feels like you’re seeing a trillion things at once.”

“I’ve always wanted to try that, but my family never had any interest, and I didn’t really like the idea of going all on my own,” said Mason. “One of these days…I guess I’ll have to settle for what I can get here.”

“Ah…yeah.” There was an awkwardness in Rayden’s voice, and Mason cursed internally - that had been an entirely unintentional thing to say, but it might have given Rayden the wrong impression. He scooted closer to the diminutive canine and put an arm around him.

“I had a wonderful time today. You’re…probably the most novel person I’ve ever met, and it was a really enjoyable experience.”

“Oh! Uh, thanks…yeah, I had a really good time, too, it was nice getting to know you! I mean, I think you’re pretty interesting, too!”

“Heh, not terribly. I’m a pretty boring guy. But I’m glad you liked it, I would’ve hated to give you less than I got.” Mason paused for a moment, mulling over the question on the end of his tongue, then decided he’d go for it. “So, uh…I don’t know what you think about this kinda turnaround, but…if you wanted to come back to my place, I’d be glad to invite you…”

Rayden did a double-take, looking at Mason with wide eyes. “W-wait, really?!”

“Yeah? Uh…sorry, did I…was I too forward with that? I wasn’t sure-”

“N-no, no, it’s fine! I mean, yeah, I mean, I WOULD be interested, I just…well, this is, uh, usually the time of the date where they say, hey, it was nice meeting you, I had fun, we should talk again, oh and in a day or two I’m gonna text you and say you’re just not my type. Hell, I’ve even offered myself a few times and just gotten shot down. And I know what it is…everyone knows what it is, even if they’re too cowardly to actually come out and say it, like I don’t already know exactly what they’re thinking-” Rayden snapped his mouth shut, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. “Sorry, didn’t mean to go off there. It’s just, you know…a bit of a sore spot. Like I said before, I’m totally fine with who I am, but that doesn’t always make it easy dealing with people who aren’t. So I’m short. It doesn’t reflect on them at all, why do they have such a big deal with it?”

“It really doesn’t seem fair…I mean…” Mason paused, and then decided to just come out and say it. “I’ll admit, I wasn’t expecting someone as short as you were, either. But you’re just…you’re fun to be around, you’re smart, you’ve got a great personality, and I honestly just kind of stopped paying attention to that after a while. It’s kind of unfair that people aren’t able to get past that.”

“I’m biased, but yeah, I agree. I wasn’t really expecting anything different tonight…it’s always when it’s a surprise that things are least likely to go anywhere. Not that you haven’t been perfectly pleasant or anything, I like you a lot, it’s just…that’s how I’ve felt about most of the rest of the dates, and, well, I’ve still been looking, as you can see.”

Mason bowed his head. “I’m sorry if I gave you any bad impression…but I suppose it wouldn’t be good to be dishonest. It wasn’t what I expected. And that’s my fault, I should have paid attention to more than the picture, I guess. And I know that it probably showed, even though I was trying not to act like I was, uh, thrown off by it. But…on the other hand, if I’d been reading that clearly, I might never have given it a shot, and if I had let those feelings push me away, I would’ve missed out on something pretty special. And…well, I really felt like what happened today was better than what I would have been expecting anyway.”

“Mason…that…means a lot to me.” Rayden seemed almost a bit misty-eyed as he smiled at the human. “I’d love to spend more time with you…especially if I can make you feel as good as you’re making me feel right now.” He leaned into Mason, putting his arm around the human in turn; it felt like a nice tight grip, a bit of proof of the klee kai’s strength.

“I’m sure you’ll be great at it.” Mason leaned in as well, and as he did, his face brushed against Rayden’s muzzle. The two paused a bit at their eyes met, and then those eyes closed as they met in a kiss, that long dog tongue working against Mason’s shorter one and quickly taking charge. The human felt a bit of a shiver as the rush of excitement filled him, the anticipation of more to come. Maybe he wasn’t huge, but Rayden certainly had the kind of fervor that he’d been looking for for so long…and he had little doubt that fervor would carry over to the next level.

———

It had been a while since Mason had had anyone over for any reason - although not a hermit, he had neither the space nor the inclination to do a lot of hosting. As a consequence, the human’s apartment was not exactly in a pristine state, which had him a little worried about the impression it would leave, but Rayden seemed entirely unconcerned with that as they made their way inside - clearly other things were on his mind. “You want anything to drink or anything, or do you want to just, uh, get straight to ‘business’?” he asked the canine, slightly nervously - it had been a while since his last time, but it wasn’t that so much as just the fact that he felt more invested in this, he wanted it to be good for Rayden, more than just a casual fling.

“I think I’ll save the hydration for after the workout,” came the coy reply, accompanied by a wink in Mason’s direction that had the human flushing a bit. “No plans to buck and run, unless you have other guests coming over later.”

“Ah, no, definitely not, guests are…not a common thing here, uh, as you might guess from looking at it.”

“Ah, this is just living. Way different from a mess.” Rayden beckoned Mason towards him. “C’mon, let’s go spend some quality time on your bed. I’ll make sure to give you a mess to dwell on.”

Mason let out a bit of a laugh, but moved towards Rayden nonetheless, taking hold of his shoulder and directing him towards his bedroom. “Hopefully that doesn’t mean I’ll be spending a ton of time cleaning it up.”

“Only if you don’t clench.”

“Already making presumptions how this is gonna go, are you?”

“You’re not telling me I’m wrong, are you?” Rayden gave a bit of a lick to Mason’s face, using the human as leverage to get to him. “Normally profiles saying ‘interested in a nice beefy stud’ aren’t interested in the backside of that stud so much as the front.”

“Ah…I forgot I put that in there.” Mason’s blush deepened, that had maybe been a bit more forward…then again, he was currently entering his bedroom with someone who’d had nudes up on the site, so maybe he wasn’t even close to the furthest forward. “Well, you might just have the easy read on me, but we’ll see how things go.”

“They’re already going better than 95% of everything I’ve done.” Rayden pushed the door closed behind them, and pulled his shirt over his head. Immediately Mason’s eyes were captured as a studly chest was bared to him - not the biggest he’d seen, but what it lacked in bulk it more than made up for in tone, he couldn’t remember ever seeing such definition outside of pictures. Rayden noticed his staring and stuck his tongue out in a cheeky gesture as he flexed a bit for the human. “See something you like?”

“Understatement of the day…holy hell, you are RIPPED.”

“I can outlift most people a foot taller than I am. They have to be pretty fit to best me, and I gotta say, it’s pretty satisfying to show them up.” Down came Rayden’s shorts, and Mason’s eyes were drawn to those muscular legs, and the sheath and balls between the canine’s legs - and it was immediately clear that, however short he might have been in body, he certainly wasn’t going to be lacking down below. Another chuckle from Rayden as he enjoyed Mason’s interest. “Oh, yeah, this is another way I show ‘em up sometimes. Some guys think small in one way means small in EVERY way…sometimes they’re the ones feeling small after they get a look.”

“No kidding,” replied Mason a bit breathlessly. “Yeah, I’m definitely gonna need that in me.”

“Hah, did I call it or did I call it? But I think you’re a bit overdressed for that.”

“Oh, yeah, right.” Mason snapped out of it a bit, he’d been so engrossed in Rayden that he had forgotten about his own clothing. He hustled to disrobe, still trying to drink in as much of Rayden’s appearance as he could. Mason certainly knew what he liked - muscular men - and it was turning out that just because it wasn’t as massive as normal didn’t mean it had any less appeal. He himself was nothing to look at, as far as he was concerned - he lacked the time, motivation, and natural ability to buff up like that - but it seemed like other people had a tendency to disagree, and he was sort of hoping Rayden was one of them, he wanted to at least have some appeal to the klee kai, it wouldn’t have been fair for it to be all one-sided.

Finally he was in the buff, and stepping towards Rayden, who was licking his chops looking Mason up and down. “Dang, you ARE cute, aren’t you?”

“I wouldn’t know…you look a whole lot cuter than I do, and sexier as well.”

“Heh, that’s just dog bias. Everyone thinks we’re cute. But I don’t usually find humans cute…you’re a welcome exception.” Rayden embraced Mason, the two meeting in another kiss as they started to rub and grind against each other. Mason was loving the feeling of that furry stacked body against his own, his hands running over those taut muscles and tracing along the curves of them, his admiration almost endless. His cock was pushing up against the canine’s sheath, and he could feel the prize within stirring and pushing out slowly as they rubbed against each other, each leaking a little bit as their desires blossomed further.

Never had he been so glad to have not read things closely. How close he had been to missing out on this treat!

As they broke the kiss, the two sat down on Mason’s bed, still making plenty of contact with each other. Rayden’s erection was standing proudly, and as impressive as Mason had been led to believe - probably half again as long as the human’s, and modestly thicker except at the pointed tip. Of course, there was going to be something even thicker at the base, Mason had no doubts about that, and he was eager as all hell to feel every bit of it. His hand went to grasp it, the slightly wet warmth quite pleasant to the touch. “Wow, you weren’t kidding…this one is a big boy for sure,” he marveled as he stroked and squeezed it a bit.

“And something tells me you like the big boys,” teased Rayden.

“That’s putting it lightly. I’ve had several partners in the past, and all of them have been…on the larger side. You’re about a match for all of them, though.”

“Well, glad I won’t be…shorting you on the experience.”

Mason let out a snorting laugh. “You really DO make plenty of them yourself, don’t you?”

“Can’t just let everyone else make them all!” Rayden gave a lick to the human’s cheek. “So I assume you’ve got everything you need to take me easily?”

“You’d better believe it.” Mason crawled up his bed to his nightstand, taking out a bottle of lube and tossing it to Rayden. The canine popped the bottle open and let out a generous amount of the slick stuff, working some of it over his shaft while Mason got himself into position, laying on his back and spreading his legs wide.

Once Rayden had prepped himself, he started to slicken up Mason’s rear end, pressing a digit in and rubbing around some of that cool lube around his pucker. Mason’s experience was clearly on display, as he readily loosened up for Rayden’s finger, enough that the canine quickly added another in to help smear the lube deeper. “Heh, you weren’t kidding, you know what it’s like to prep for this stuff…you might not even need the help.”

“One of these days I might get bold enough to try that,” replied Mason with a chuckle. “Nnh, but I kinda like that feeling, not gonna lie.”

“Oh, is this enough for you? Maybe I don’t have to stick it in after all…”

“Don’t even joke about that, I’m in desperate need of that knot popping into me.”

“Hah, well, how can I resist a plea like that?” Out came Rayden’s fingers, and the klee kai swung himself up and over Mason, shifting over him and lining himself up, the tip of his cock catching against that pucker and pressing against him just slightly. “Let me know if anything feels off, okay?”

“Not worried about that, but of course.”

“I know, but I’ve had that happen before. Guy thought he was good to go, but when I was partway in he suddenly lost it…I don’t know what exactly was wrong but it’s made me cautious ever since.”

“Dang. Well, I haven’t noticed any problems back there, but I’ll be sure to let you know if anything goes screwy.”

With a nod, Rayden started to push in. Taking it gently, slipping in inch by inch, rocking back and forth to work Mason open and ensure there weren’t any hitches. And there weren’t, nothing was coming up except the volume of Mason’s and Rayden’s moans as he was penetrated deeper and deeper. A nice snug fit, but nothing Mason hadn’t enjoyed before, and he was already teasing and squeezing a bit, encouraging more from Rayden.

The canine paused as he got all the way in, minus his burgeoning knot. “Damn…you feel amazing, Mason.”

“Same to you…ah, that’s the stretch I’ve always loved…” replied Mason slightly breathlessly. “You can go at whatever pace you want…I’ve had a couple rough rides before, I know I’m good for it.”

Another nod from Rayden, but he didn’t go all out from that - he started to pull out and then bucked in at a somewhat speedier rate, but was still taking it fairly easy compared to those rough rides. Mason wasn’t about to complain about that, either, not everyone liked to bull-rush it and sometimes a steadier pace could be even better. He put a hand around Rayden’s back, rubbing his fur as the klee rai started to work him in earnest, sending spears of pleasure through him as that nice, thick tool grazed his prostate. “Ah…yeah, that’s…that’s the stuff…”

Rayden growled salaciously, making sure to prod that hot button a couple more times to work Mason up. His knot was thickening up now, promising a healthy pop once it was ready to go in…some people weren’t into that, liked to have it in before it inflated, which was not unreasonable, it WAS quite the stretch. Mason, however, DID like the pop, and he liked the feeling of it smacking against his hole, threatening and teasing to go in before it did…it provided a nice sense of anticipation that always added to the thrill. He squeezed down on that canid staff, teasing it in kind and encouraging more from it.

That wasn’t all Rayden intended to provide, it seemed - and Mason gasped and moaned out heavily as he felt the canine’s hand reach down and start to stroke his own cock, double-teaming it with that and the blissful button-pushing that cock was doing in his rear. The human was squirming a bit under this treatment, feeling himself getting close to going over the edge faster than he expected - most guys didn’t go for that until they had already gotten off. Rayden clearly had some experience being on THAT end, as much as Mason had being on his.

It was only a matter of time from there. Mason was bucking a bit, clenching down more on Rayden, feeling the tension rise in his loins, pushing him towards that last limit. His fingers clenched the covers, his moans came out freely, and he was trying his best not to squirm too much and disrupt the canine’s rhythm. Especially as Rayden was picking up the pace, his knot slapping against Mason’s hole more vigorously, grinding in just a little bit here and there but never truly making that last push to get inside. Despite how much Mason wanted it - he really wanted to feel that pop! He was surely slick enough, between the lube and the ample pre Rayden was leaking inside him, it was just a matter of Rayden pushing the issue…he was trying to hold back against the onslaught of ecstasy, to prolong it just a little bit more, but he could tell he barely had any time left, hi was about to lose it…

And just when he was teetering on the edge, that was when Rayden suddenly SHOVED, and Mason gasped as that knot suddenly made his pucker stretch wide open, and slam in with a lewd pop. And just as that moment, he went over the edge, spurting his load into the air vigorously as he bucked into that squeezing hand, getting his cum all over himself and into Rayden’s fur. He was squeezing and spasming around that knotted dick, as Rayden continued to make quick short thrusts, unable to move very far but still getting plenty out of it, if his tense moans and cries were any indication…

Just as Mason’s climax started to taper off, Rayden let out a soft howl as he began to shoot off, and Mason’s moaning revived a bit as he felt that familiar yet always satisfying sensation of wetness flooded into him. And Rayden was offering plenty of it, filling him up quite nicely with thick spurts of virile canine seed, which he only encouraged by giving tight squeezes of that knot, trying his best to drain Rayden’s balls thoroughly into himself. He had relaxed from the rush of his own climax, and faded back onto the bed, panting hard and reveling in the afterglow and the continued pumping of that spunk into him…Rayden had a LONG release, all the better for him to enjoy.

Finally Rayden flopped down onto him, gracing him with the feeling of that furry muscle against his own skin, murring a bit in contented bliss. He was still going, but it felt like it was tapering off now…even when he was spent, though, Mason knew they weren’t going to be in any rush, that knot was going to keep them locked together for a good while. He stroked over Mason’s fur as the klee kai rubbed against him, cuddling up into him happily. “Mm…I hope you don’t need to go anywhere for a while…”

“I think I’m gonna be good right here for now,” replied Mason with a smile. It was still too early to call it a day, but it would be hard for the rest of the evening to top this. Yet, he was truly hoping that this was just going to be the start of something much bigger…maybe Mason had a type, but clearly there was some wiggle room in there, and Rayden didn’t need much space to work his way in. And wonderful as things had been, the truly great thing would be if he could stay there for a long, long time.