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Moving In

I drop the last box in the living room of my apartment. I had finally done it. After a few years of saving up, I had enough to finally move into a space of my own. Just thinking about it made me wag my tail. Finally, a place to put up pin-ups that might not be so appropriate or to just strut around without any clothes on.

And the sex! Without needing to sneak around or seeming like I’m at least not a total slut to my family, sleeping around would be so much easier and a lot less stressful. Wolves still living in a pack aren’t expected to be chaste. They’re just expected to not mess with a lot of other wolves. It might seem like a silly rule, but I don’t know. I guess it makes sense. I just don’t like it.

But here, I’m free to screw anyone that wants to screw me, and anyway we want to. I can’t afford to just buy one outright, but an X-Cross would fit nicely in that corner there...

I find my paw rubbing my crotch over my jeans. The thought of basically turning this place into a sex dungeon definitely has me harder than I’ll want to be when I actually start unpacking all of this junk. There’s only one solution for this. But I have a bit of issue. I don’t like rubbing one out standing up, and there’s no way I’m gonna christen this place by jerking off laying down on the floor. I know I’m kinda a pervert, but even I have standards. Only way I’m doing anything sexual on the ground is if a husky or German Shepard tells me to sit like a good boy.

I move over to the box I brought in first. I put it in the back corner because that’s where I was planning to put the chair that was in there. I didn’t expect to put it together tonight, but at this point, I’m too horny to get the bed set up. Worst case scenario, I can pass out in the chair. I start to tear open the box, before I realize something. I am absolutely drenched. It was a pretty warm day, coupled with the fact that I’ve been moving boxes since like 5. If anything, I’m surprised there isn’t more sweat. I take off my shirt. After pondering for a moment, I decide to go ahead and take off my pants too. It’s my place, I can put together a chair in a jockstrap if I want.

I quickly got to work. I was still sweating, but the sweat ran down my coat and dripped off me. There wasn’t much I had to do, which actually sorta disappointed me. It kinda felt nice and manly putting something together in nothing but some underwear. If I wasn’t already feeling horny, I probably would have gotten worked up by that by itself. Every movement, I could tell that I was so close to being naked. I stretch forward to reach something, and my furry butt feels the air on it. I move my leg so my paw is on the ground to get more torque screwing something in, and my balls almost fall out of the last piece of cloth I have on me. I had to work hard to stay focused on the instructions, instead of getting sidetracked with my own near nudity.

The moment the chair is finished, I throw myself into it. I don’t even bother pulling my phone from my discarded pants. I already have the mental image of a muscular Shepard, tying me to an X-cross. I pull off my jockstrap and let it fall from my paws. My prick is already half way out of my sheath, and it doesn’t take much coaxing to get fully hard. I start jerking off. My imaginary partner is telling me all the things I want to hear and touching me in all the right spots. One paw mimics the movements he makes, while I move the other up and down on my cock. I’m completely lost in the moment. I usually hold back my moans, but here, I can make as much noice as I want. Of course, I don’t hold back.

My moans start out quiet, reveling in the build-up. It doesn’t take long before the noises I let out are me loudly begging for the Shepard to go harder or faster. My cock is already slick with pre. Some of it has even spread to my thighs and slightly matted my fur. I feel myself getting close when suddenly,

“Do you hear that?”

I wasn’t worried that someone, or rather a couple people, might have heard me. It’s the next thing that put me in a panic.

“Looks like the new guy left his door open.”

“Is he still moving stuff?”

“We should see if he needs help.”

That pulls me out of my self-indulgence. I look at my door. Or, where my door would be if I had actually closed it. How did I not notice?

My heart races. What do I do? The only thing that makes sense at the moment. I run up to the door to close it, but I’m too late. I’m now face to face with a some type of hound and some type of feline, with nothing on but my fur.

The feline has already averted his eyes, “oh my god,” he exclaims, “are all you fucking dogs like this?”

The husky actually takes a moment to run his eyes up and down my body, stopping momentarily at my prick, still standing at attention. He smiles at me, “there’s a problem about these doors. You see, they tend to stay open if you don’t close them.”

I can’t say I registered what he said as a joke. I was too focused on how my ears were burning in embarrassment. I can’t believe this is how I’m meeting two of my neighbors for the first time, and they were both pretty good-looking at that. My cock takes on a mind of its own. I was already close imaging the hands of a dog I made up in my head, but here I am, being scrutinized by a chubby hound and shamed by a lithe cat. I can’t hold back.

I let out one final moan and go bow-legged. I cum right there in front ot them.

The cat’s ears perk up at my moans, “he did not...”

The hound’s eyes go wide, “he did. The fucker really just shot.” They talk as if I wasn’t there, which I wish was true.

The cat scoffs, disgusted. He walks away without another word, leaving just the hound looking between the ground where my seed landed and me standing there, naked and embarrassed. After a moment, he chuckles.

“I live down the hall. 302. Feel free to stop by when you’re dressed... or maybe come as you are,” he winks.

I resist the want to clean up the mess I’ve made, opting to close the door in the hound’s face. As much as I would love to take him up on his offer, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to to live this down. I turn and put my bare back on the wooden door and slide down.

I can’t believe that just happened. I could almost tear up. They both saw me, heard me, maybe even smelled me. I didn’t know either of them, and they just watched me cum hands-free. I feel so judged. I know that cat will never see me as anything except that shameless pervert, and I don’t even want to guess what that dog thinks of me. I bite my lip slightly. Even though I just came, the fact that I got caught was so hot. Those two will always see me in that light, they might even tell their friends about me. I feel another stirring in my balls and my cock start to grow hard again, as I imagine being seen as a perv by that hunky dog’s friends.