FSE

Furry search engine

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**Author's Note: Hello all from the Great Beyond! Yes, I'm still alive. Sorry I haven't posted the continuation of Bond Unbroken, I haven't found the muses to write it just yet. And sorry for taking so long to write another story. This will also be the first in a series. How long will it take me to write more? I haven't a clue.

Since my last submission, I've been involved with a fellow fur for a year and a half, and broken up, so I'm a little jaded atm. We'll see where things go. As such, I hope you guys will all enjoy the story and those to follow.

Tags: M/M, Unicorn, Doberman, Oral, Plot Development

New Neighbors, Naughty Notions

Lee used the back of his wrist to wipe the sweat off of his forehead while his 100-pound feral husky dragged him along at a brisk walk. Isaac loved walks as most dogs did...Lee did not. But like the loving owner he was, he could hardly say no to his dog...especially when he gave him those eyes, perked up his ears, and looked all excited and happy and started "talking" at him. Isaac was a vocal husky, common for the feral breed.

Lee wiped his forehead again, this time using the sleeve of his workout shirt. They'd walked maybe two blocks and the equine was huffing and puffing. Lee was feeling the effects of age already at 32. Most people thought of the equine as young, but Lee himself felt old. He'd worked as a cable contractor for several years, carrying heavy ladders and equipment, bending down into tight spots, getting on and off his hands and knees several times a day. All of that had taken a toll and he now felt aches and pains he'd never had before. Not to mention the equine wasn't in the best shape. He wasn't overly doughy, but he would certainly benefit from some regular exercise. Heat was a real enemy too...the pearl-furred unicorn would start sweating at seventy degrees...so this 90 degree plus weather really killed him, especially with the humidity hanging in the air.

Issac kept right on prancing along as if to say "Hey everything in the world! I'm here!" Lee smiled despite himself...in his chaotic life, Isaac was one of Lee's few grasps on happiness. At least, that's how the unicorn felt. Lee used his free hand to push his glasses back up to the bridge of his wide nose, just doing his best to keep up with the energetic husky pulling on his leash.

As he rounded the corner, Lee noticed something he'd never seen before...he walked by this apartment building every time Izzy convinced him to take him for a walk, but he'd never seen that doberman, bent over the hood of his car applying what looked to be at least a second coat of wax. The dobie's ears perked at the sound of the tags jingling on Isaac's collar and Lee quickly looked away. The horse had very little self-confidence and really tried to avoid eye-contact with others. It didn't help, Lee noted ruefully to himself, that the fit and trim dobie had muscle tone...and a definite lack of shirt as if to prove it.

'Don't say anything...don't come over, don't come over, don't come over...' But Lee's thoughts turned out to be fruitless as he heard the doberman's claws clicking against the pavement louder and louder. He finally forced himself to look up and took in a quick breath. The doberman was wearing nothing more than shorts, and maybe some kind of underwear...but it was the chocolate brown eyes that caught Lee's attention...Lee liked brown eyes. Lee also noted the dobie was digitigrade from the knees down while he himself was plantigrade.

"Hey!" The doberman piped up, smiling brightly. He closed the remaining distance between them as Lee stopped and made himself smile back. "He's beautiful!" The doberman bent down and started scratching Isaac's head.

"Heh...thanks." Lee felt awkward. He never knew what to say when people said that...and a lot of people said it. Isaac was a pure-bred husky, which basically guaranteed comments on how pretty he was. After all...when people said it, they weren't complimenting Lee. Why would the unicorn say "thank you" for something he had no control over? But there really wasn't any other response he could think of.

"What's his name?" The doberman continued scratching behind Isaac's ears.

"Isaac. Or Izzy."

"Oh my gosh Izzy..." the doberman spoke in that silly voice that furs always seemed to use when talking to ferals. "You are such a handsome boy...so fluffy!"

Lee continued to smile, still feeling awkward and really just wanting to get on with the walk and back to his A/C.

After a few moments the doberman looked up again and smiled. "Sorry...I just had to meet him, I love feral dogs." He chuckled a bit. "I'm Evan." He held out his paw.

"Oh, uh..." Lee reached out and grasped the dobie's paw. "I'm Lee." The equine paused before realizing he should probably contribute more to the conversation. "Are you new here?"

The doberman chuckled, releasing Lee's hand. "Yeah. I just moved in a couple weeks ago. Work and stuff." He shrugged, still smiling.

"Ah...yeah." Lee smiled back before speaking up again. "Well, it was nice meeting you, but I should get back to my house and into the A/C...I'm frying out here." He chuckled a bit as he used his free hand to push his glasses back up again.

"Oh, yeah sorry...I came from a desert state where it's hot pretty much year-round, so this is just kinda normal for me." Evan shrugged again and grunted as Isaac jumped up on him.

"Izzy!" Lee interjected and pulled on the leash a bit.

"It's okay..." Evan laughed, supporting the feral husky's paws with his own. He scratched under Issac's chin before letting him back down to the ground. "So...hopefully I'll see you around, eh?"

"Yeah...this is the route I take to walk him so probably." Lee chuckled a bit nervously. "See ya." He quickly started down the sidewalk away from the cheerful dobie.

Lee hurried through the rest of his walk, letting Issac pull him along. The dog knew the route perfectly and turned in exactly the same spots at exactly the same times without any guidance. At long last Lee made it through his front door and into the blessed cool. "Whaddaya think Izzy?" The dog woofed at him. Lee smiled and unbuckled the tight leash-collar he used to walk the dog and opened the safety-gate to let him into the rest of the house. His paws clacked and skidded down the hard-wood hallway as he made his way straight to the kitchen and the water dish sitting at the base of the fridge.

Lee folded up the leash and collar and set them by the door, making his way to his bedroom. He took off his tennis shoes and immediately stripped nude, laying down spread-eagle on his bed, both stand-fans on high-speed, to "air out." He breathed deep and tried to relax after the exertion of the walk...cooling down was always an effort.

His mind lazily drifted back to the doberman he'd met...Evan. His hand made its way to his sheath, idly fondling himself as he recalled the dobie's swimmer's body...and damn if the dog didn't look like he was packing with that nice big bulge in his basketball shorts. Just as his equine member started to respond, Lee chastised himself.

"Come on you desparate fuck...he was just being nice. Even if he did have a body that could rock you and a smile for days...and those eyes...mmm." Lee blinked, sighing. "He's probably straight anyway...and he must've been in his twenties. Even if he was into guys, why would he be into you? Past thirty, flabby...achy body." The unicorn shook his head at himself. "Tiny dick..."

Yeah, Lee was gay. He knew he was gay. He had no problem with being gay...but he'd had poor self-image all of his life. It came with growing up overweight in a society that demanded perfection, around cruel kids who taunted and teased others to make themselves feel better. And, ironically, as if by some divine cruelty, he DID have a tiny dick DESPITE being equine. He often felt he could make a decent living as a sideshow..."World's smallest prick..." The words 'medically fascinating' often came to his mind when thinking about how a six-foot tall unicorn with size thirteen feet could possibly wind up with a five-inch cocktail weenie. And he'd be damned if five inches wasn't stretching it for every last milimeter.

His poor self-image made him nervous in bed too. For nigh on twenty years Lee had been "taking care" of himself. He'd always been afraid of rejection, and horribly introverted. He'd been a virgin until the age of 22 when he finally got himself plugged by a mocha-furred wolf he'd met and fallen for over the internet. But when he'd gone to meet the guy, despite having sex, he'd told Lee he wasn't the guy he was looking for. It devastated him, but the wolf, for what it was worth, had tried to maintain a friendship with Lee. Unlike the fox who'd come later.

Around 30, Lee met a nice fox through a popular MMORPG. The fox actually initiated the relationship and the two had Skyped long-distance for a year before the fox moved up to live with Lee. For seven months, Lee thought he'd finally found someone. Unfortunately the fox had some hangups himself involving sex and despite the seven-month habitation, the two never went past blow jobs. Lee had even offered to try topping the fox a couple of times despite being a raging bottom with a tiny dick, but the fox, who also identified as a bottom, rejected him outright. They drifted apart and one day they got into an argument over the fox turning down a job offer after seven months of not working. Lee called him soft, and the fox simply said he was leaving without any preamble. He packed most of his things and left the next day. He cut off all contact with Lee, leaving the equine wondering what had happened. Indeed left him wondering if the fox had ever really loved him at all, seeing as the vulpine hadn't shed a single tear while packing his things or leaving. Lee had cried his eyes out until that sadness turned to anger, and then to dispassionate distaste. It was probably better this way...after all Lee hadn't been happy with the relationship either, but he'd been too afraid of being alone, and of never finding anyone again, to end it himself.

Either way, Lee had a hang-up of having to get himself off during sex. And it was hard work...he figured it was because he was so embarassed of his own dick that he deflated like a saggy wind-sock when someone else touched him. Perhaps with someone willing to have sex with him regularly, he'd adjust and that would change. He hoped it would, but now he feared he'd never have another chance.

He found his mind wandering back to the dobie...imagination running rampant. The doberman pinning his equine body up against the fridge, or nailing him down to the couch...Lee often wondered what it would be like to have a boyfriend as horny as he was. Despite being in his thirties, Lee's libido was set to over-drive...he was basically a horny teenager in that regard. He pawed off at least twice a day, oftentimes more. What would it be like to have a horny top boyfriend who'd just cuddle up and screw him whenever and wherever? His cock hardened at the thought.

He gave his sheath a few strokes, debating on whether or not to use his Rex dildo. Yeah...Lee had a thing for male canines. But everything always ended up being so messy with all the lube and the equine usually got so into it that he managed to hurt himself trying to stretch far enough to take the dildo's ever-present knot. Instead he rolled over and opened his laptop which he often left sitting across the bed from where he slept. For what it was worth, his equine cock had pushed its meager length out of its sheath.

He fantasized about what Evan might look like with even less clothing...maybe just some tight red briefs or boxer-briefs. The equine bit his lower lip, stroking his cock a few times to the fantasy before bringing up some very adult pics on the laptop. "Mmm..." He moaned a bit as his shaft started beading up with pre. He knew he wouldn't last long at this rate, so he queued up one of his favorite videos...a trim, younger rottie, working his sheath inside his mesh underwear. At one point, the rottie let his plump, throbbing red rocket flop out, moaning for effect and stroking it some more. Then he stuffed it back inside the mesh as he started cumming hard. The potent rottie cum filled his mesh underwear quickly and pushed through, globbing off of the bulging undergarment to splat on the floor between the canine's legs, the trim rottie moaning and groaning all the while.

Lee grunted and growled out as he felt his cum climb his cock and explode from the tip, shooting out forcefully, striping across the equine's shoulder. His body spasmed with his orgasm, an uncontrollable moan forcing its way past his lips as his cock continued to spasm, muscles contracting. His rich seed soaked into his white fur as his brain wallowed in endorphic bliss. His head twitched a few times as his orgasm slowed, and then he sighed and his body went completely limp. He closed his eyes and moaned again, bathing in his after-glow, goosebumps traveling down his body underneath the fur. The equine slowly brought his hand to his mouth and licked it clean, though the majority had ended up on his shoulder and the pillow next to his head...thankfully he'd kept it out of his mane this time.

Lee chuckled in spite of himself. If he had a saving grace regarding his junk, it was his big balls...and they WERE big, he was quite the shooter. He'd managed to snag himself on the muzzle several times in the past, though it hadn't happened often recently. He accredited today's performance with his imagination's view of Evan.

The equine laid in his bed for a few more minutes before grabbing the old shirt from his headboard and cleaning himself (and his pillow) up, instantly feeling better about his life as he always did after cumming. He got up, threw on some fresh clothes, and walked out to his living room plopping down on the couch to watch some TV, eventually progressing to video games...his common method of evening entertainment.

The next couple of days were normal and uneventful. Lee didn't walk Isaac again as the heat and humidity were almost unbearable. He worked around the house instead, mowing the lawn and taking care of a few chores that needed doing. Despite his activity, the unicorn simply could not get the dobie out of his mind. He was stuck there...an imbedded thought that Lee's brain refused to forget about.

Friday rolled around and Isaac started his 'whuffing', 'pleasepleaseplease' routine to get Lee to walk him. As he often did, the unicorn eventually caved. The heat wasn't quite as bad today and the two took off down the sidewalk at a brisk pace. Isaac always led and sort of pulled Lee along. The dog would've gone much faster if the unicorn let him.

Soon enough, the apartment complex came into view and Lee took a couple of deep breaths. His emotions were twisted up...he was nervous, apprehensive, and a bit hopeful. Part of him wanted to see Evan again, but another part did not. The equine shook his head at himself. It was stupid...why was he putting so much stock into a chance meeting with a perfect stranger? It was pure, blind desperation. Grasping for straws and searching for rays of light.

When he reached the apartment complex, Lee's heart fell but he also felt relief. Evan wasn't outside. Good...he could get through the walk like normal. Things could go back to normal. His lonely, normal, dissatisfied life. Lee tried to push away the miasma of depression with limited success. He let Isaac pull him through the rest of the walk, but just as he was fumbling his key into the bolt lock on his door, he heard a familiar voice...

"Hey! Lee!"

The unicorn took a surprised breath and turned around to see a shiny black car with a doberman's head and shoulder leaning out the driver's side window. Evan, of course. He'd stopped his car just outside of Lee's house. The equine quickly got his dog inside and undid the leash and tight collar before walking back out, closing the doors behind him.

"Hi, Evan." Lee smiled as best he could, walking out to the car.

"How's it going?" The dobie grinned.

"Oh, existing." Lee chuckled a bit nervously at his own wit.

"Pff...you're doing more than that." The dobie stuck his tongue out at him. "Hey...I've heard you guys raise a lot of beef around here and I have a craving for cornfed steak. You know any good restaurants in town?"

Lee's eyes widened a bit in surprise at the frankness of the question. "Umm..yeah. There's a steak-house on the edge of town. I don't care for it much, but you might...it's kind of a sports-bar place and it's always stuffy in there. If you don't mind spending a little more upscale, there's a fine dining place downtown that does awesome filets too."

"Awesome! You wanna join me? My treat! Got my first paycheck since moving." The dobie flashed another grin.

"Uh...I..." the unicorn stumbled through words trying to formulate a response. "I...don't know. I guess...but I can pay for my own."

"Meh, no worries. So...I'll drop by here around six thirty and pick ya' up?"

Lee raised his eyebrows wondering if he'd stroked out and he was actually laying on the pavement twitching as his brain cooked up desperate fever dreams. Go to dinner with this adorably dorky hunk of a dobie? "O...kay."

"Awesome! See ya' in a bit!" And just like that, Evan drove down and turned the corner toward the apartment complex, and Lee's stomach started turning flips.

'Get your mind out of the gutter, freak...he just doesn't know anybody in town yet. He wants a friend to hang out with.' The equine spoke to himself in his head. But still, Lee would be more than happy to have even just a friendship with the doberman. The equine ran into the house past Isaac resting on the hardwood hallway floor and grabbed clothes for a quick shower. If they went downtown...well you could dress casual there if you wanted to, but it was the kind of place you could really dress up for too, so the 'sweaty and unkempt' look just wouldn't do.

Lee hopped straight in the shower and made a quick affair of it. Well, as quick as he could make it with his thick mane and tail. Beyond washing, he ignored his sheathe and balls. The unicorn had never been much for action in the shower. Showers got you clean, and the faster you got done, the faster you could move on to something more entertaining. Not to mention it wouldn't take long for the water to get cold as the spiggot leaked straight into the tub instead of forcing all the water up through the showerhead.

The equine toweled off and then used his industrial hair-dryer on the majority of his body. His fur, while soft, was also somewhat stiff and wouldn't poof out. The mane and tail however needed a bit more care, and the touch of a brush, before they were good. He put on one of his nicer pairs of boxer briefs followed by a pair of denim shorts. Next he pulled on a nice t-shirt, tucking it in under the jeans and then a button-down overshirt that he left completely unbuttoned. He put on socks and shoes and after a moment's thought, reached into his underwear drawer to retrieve the silver chain and matching bracelet his mother had given him one year for Christmas. He shrugged, looking himself over in the mirror before heading out to the front room to wait for Evan.

He didn't have to wait long as he shortly heard the honk of a horn outside. He checked his pockets to make sure he had wallet, phone, and keys, and then headed out, locking the bolt after he got outside. He made his way out to the car and opened the passenger door, squishing himself into the front seat.

Lee heard Evan chuckle before the dobie reached over between his legs. Lee froze as the doberman's wrist and arm gently grazed his jeans-clad junk as he reached underneath the passenger seat. Suddenly Lee's seat flew back as it released and the equine grunted.

"Sorry, forgot you were as tall as me...taller actually I think."

Finally Lee looked over at the doberman...he saw those deep brown eyes peering at him over a pair of nice shades. The dog was wearing a fairly tight black T-Shirt and beige cargo-shorts, the kind with tons of pockets all over. He was also wearing a silver chain, though this one was obviously meant to resemble a choke-chain, like the ones some not-so-kind people used on their feral dogs.

Evan pushed his sunglasses up with a finger and pulled away from the curb, stopping at the stop-sign just a bit down the road. "So which way, boss?"

"Wha? Oh...left." The car started moving again. "And then turn right at the next stop-sign. It goes downtown, if that's where we're headed. If you stay on it it'll go all the way out to the other steakhouse too."

"Eh, you said you didn't care for the other place, so I figured downtown was the winner." Evan smirked over at Lee. "So, what do you do for fun, hoss?"

Lee blinked, startled at the nick-name. It took him a few moments to process the question. "Oh...not much really. I'm kinda boring, just sit around and play video games pretty much." The equine chuckled ruefully.

"Nice! You have an XBone?"

Lee raised his eyebrows and glanced over at the dobie. Evan certainly didn't look much like a gamer. He looked like someone who liked to spend his time at the gym or on a basketball court. "Uh...yeah. Yeah. And a PS4 too. Didn't bother with the U, Nintendo lost my vote when the Wii horribly under-delivered on the huge hype they built over it."

"No joke."

"That's it right up there, after the next stop sign on the left." Lee pointed at the restaurant front. "There's parking around back if you wanna drive around to the alley."

"Cool." Evan pulled the car around and parked in a spot behind the restaurant.

"This place is pretty nice. You can check the menu, but I already know what I'm getting." Lee licked his lips. For coming from a traditionally herbivorous species, Lee absolutly loved meat. He couldn't imagine giving it up for anything.

"Oh? A favorite then?" The dobie walked up to the door and held it open for Lee to follow him in.

"Yeah, they call it Medallions. It's three cuts of beef filet mignon, doused in this mushroom, marsala wine sauce that's to absolutely DIE for." Lee smiled at the thought of the wondrous steak of which he would soon be partaking.

"Well, I guess that makes two of us then." The dobie smiled at Lee's dopey expression.

Both fell silent as the hostess greeted them and seated them shortly at a table. Lee watched as Evan looked around the room. "This place has a cool atmosphere."

"Yeah, it used to be a train-station back in the day." Lee looked around at the decor too. Tasteful. Mostly framed newspapers from the early 1900's. The rough-hewn wood posts and walls made smooth from years of exposure. The lighting dim, but more than enough to see and eat by, with red and beige stained-glass lamp-shades hanging down close above the tables.

Their waitress came, introduced herself, and the two ordered drinks and a fried onion blossom. The waitress wrote down the first part of the order, pouring water into small glasses on the table and setting down a small plate of crackers with dip before walking back to put her order in, leaving the menus for perusal.

Evan cracked his open and spoke up again. "So, hoss...what kind of games you like?"

Ossanlin chanced a smile at Evan, chewing a cracker up before answering. "Lots. RPG's mainly, but I'll play racers and flight sims. And Rock Band of course." The unicorn chuckled again. "I can shred up a Rock Band guitar. I love co-op shooters too, but it has to be co-op and not PvP. I can't stand PvP. Been really getting into survival-type games recently too."

"Dude, I love PvP shooters!" The dobie grinned. "I kick some ass."

"Heh...well the PvP stuff isn't really fun for me. I never get better at it. Breaking even is a GOOD game for me. So I don't see the purpose in playing something that isn't fun, y'know? Lord knows I tried and tried with Halo 3. Just...never could get better." The equine shrugged.

"Well, maybe I can come over and give you a few pointers." Evan smirked conspiratorily.

Lee arched his eyebrows and shrugged. "Sure, if you want, but you're wasting your time if you think you can make me any better at an FPS. And also it's a little...messy at the moment. And there's Isaac of course. And I'm taking care of my mom's dogs and her cat at the moment too, so it's a full house."

Evan shrugged. "I can handle a little mess and I love animals...so that's all fine with me." He grinned as the waitress returned asking if the two were ready to order. They both ordered the Medallions medium-rare.

Evan looked down at the onion blossom and peeled some of it free. "So, Lee...you got a special lady-friend?" He popped the fried onion in his mouth.

Lee stifled a groan, sipping his cola. "Erm...nah. Just me and the dogs. And the cat."

"Oh...gotta say I'm surprised. Handsome stallion like you?" Evan smirked again, staring at Lee with those beautiful chocolate brown eyes.

The equine felt a blush rising beneath his fur. He coughed a little and pushed his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose before looking up at Evan again. "Yeah right...you're sweet and all but we both know there isn't anyone who'd want a part of this." Lee patted his plump stomach, smiling ruefully.

"That's not true. You're being way too hard on yourself. I'm sure you're attractive to a lot of people. You just have to know where to look." Evan smiled genuinely.

Lee chuckled again but felt a warm sensation spreading through him. No one had complimented him like that in a long time. He looked up with even more admiration for the dobie as the waitress arrived and placed the two orders of steak in front of them.

The two tore into their meals as they continued to talk between bites. "So...Isaac...is he purebred or what?"

Lee nodded in response to the question. "Yeah. AKC registered in fact. 100% homegrown purebred Siberian Husky." The equine smiled with pride before popping another fork full of steak into his mouth.

"I wondered since he was intact. Have you bred him?"

Lee almost choked on his steak, swallowing hard and looking up at the dobie. "I...wha? Ohhh...oh..no, no he's never been bred for a litter. He uh...he has a partially genetic condition that caused him to almost die several years ago. It was really hard for him and me to go through. He recovered and I thank God or whatever deity might be around for that every single day, but I wouldn't wish that pain on any other dog or owner ever. So I made the decision not to breed him. I would've loved to...I mean...for one of his pups. But that's not the responsible thing to do." The equine shook his head, obviously a bit melancholy over the fact.

"Hmm...sorry. That must've been terrible, I can only imagine." Evan chewed another bite of steak before speaking again. "But you didn't get him neutered, though."

Lee was silent for a few moments before responding. "I consider neutering to be an unnecessary mutilation. Same with spaying. If a dog gets pregnant or gets another dog pregnant, it's the owner's fault for being irresponsible. Isaac will never have the chance to breed another dog unless I allow it. And as for behavior...I don't feel like chopping off body parts to modify it is a solution. Spaying and neutering is what lazy, irresponsible people do to their poor pets to make up for them being bad owners...or what good owners do to their pets because vets automatically assume they're going to be bad owners and tell them to do it."

Evan nodded. "That's fair. I honestly don't see the benefit to it myself, I was just curious since it's kinda different from the norm."

"Oh I'm far from normal, trust me." If only the dobie knew, Lee thought.

Evan only smiled secretively in response and excused himself to use the restroom. Lee pointed him toward it's location. When the dobie got back, he grinned and spoke up. "So, head back to your place?"

"Oh...well they haven't brought the check yet..." Lee looked around trying to spot their server in the dark restaurant.

"No worries...I had to walk by the register on the way to the bathroom. I just paid it there." The dobie smirked.

Lee scowled. "I said I could pay for my own...you didn't have to do that."

"No worries hoss. You can pay me back whenever you want. However you want." The dobie stuck his tongue out jokingly.

Lee missed a step, almost tripping before regaining his steady footing. "Heh...yeah." Lee didn't dare say that, all joking aside, paying the dobie back in 'other ways' sounded absolutely divine. Evan had obviously been joshing him.

The car ride back was short and uneventful as they pulled back up to Lee's house. "Mind if I park in the driveway?"

"Oh..uh...sure, that's fine." Lee chuckled nervously. He hadn't thought the dobie'd been serious about coming over to his house. He suddenly felt self-conscious about the mess inside. The house wasn't dirty, per se, but it was disorganized and looked a little haphazard.

He walked up to the bolt and unlatched it, walking into the front room. Evan was right behind. Lee heard the inside door latch as he moved toward the gate to the hallway before Evan spoke up again.

"Hey...heh...Lee. Wait up." Evan scratched at one of his ears. "I wanna do something quick."

The equine turned around with a quizzical look on his face. Before he could respond, he felt Evan's muzzle pressed against his own. Lee froze stock still like a deer in the headlights. His head felt like it exploded as the hot dobie kissed him. One of the dog's paws gripped Lee's waist while the other wantonly groped his groin. Suddenly Evan pulled back, smiling dorkily.

Lee was still rooted in place, held fast by shock. His higher brain was short-circuiting, but the animalistic part was still functioning. Without hesitation he stepped back up to Evan and pressed his muzzle to the dobie's, parting his teeth and pushing his tongue forward. As soon as he felt the dobie push his long, wide tongue into his muzzle he moaned, one hand moving to the back of Evan's head, the other gripping the dog's ass. He ran his tongue over Evan's sharp canine teeth, wondering if any of this was real. The equine's groin tingled with excitement as he rode a roller coaster of sensations that felt too good to be true.

Evan eventually broke the kiss, panting and smiling. "I figured you might be gay...I've wanted to do that since we met the other day."

"So have I...god you're sexy." Lee moved a hand to grope at the dobie's sheath through his shorts and gasped. The dog was semi-hard and hung like a...well, like a horse that wasn't Lee. "Oh my god...." Lee fumbled with the belt and zipper on the dog's shorts, finally getting them to fall to his ankles. He ran a hand along the outline of Evan's semi but wasted no time in quickly stripping down the dobie's blue mesh briefs.

As Evan's semi-extended cock came into view, Lee dropped to his knees immediately and buried his muzzle under the dobie's balls, inhaling deeply. Evan, for his part, just chuckled, bemused by the unicorn's eagerness.

Lee sighed and moaned at the doberman's strong male scent before darting his tongue out and lathing Evan's fuzzy balls with equine saliva. His tongue rolled them around, sucking first one in, then the other, his tongue snaking up Evan's taint before licking back up to the dog's sheath. The doberman's cock was almost fully-extended now and Lee gobbled the dog down like the horny cock-slut he'd always wanted to be. Evan moaned loudly, his endowment already leaking canine pre-spunk onto the unicorn's tongue, leaning back against the closed door of the front room. He placed a black and tan paw on the unicorn's head, caressing the sensitive skin around the base of the equine's horn with his finger-tips.

Lee removed his muzzle to lick up and down the angry red flesh of the doberman's shaft, tongue-bathing every inch, grazing with his lips, sucking lightly from time to time as he worked up and down each side of the canine member. "God you're delicious...I love the taste of hot, horny dog." He suddenly engulfed Evan's entire cock, his throat opening for the pointed tip as he buried his lips in Evan's short pubic fur in one go.

"Holy fuck...ohhh yeah..." The half-yelp/half-uncontrolled groan of ecstasy from the dobie was music to Lee's ears as he worked his throat muscles, swallowing over and over to squeeze, tug, and massage Evan's canine member all at once.

Lee pushed his long tongue out to caress the dobie's jumping balls as his throat continued to work Evan's cock. He knew he had a talented muzzle, but he rarely ever had anyone to appreciate it. He looked up at Evan's face to see the dobie jamming a balled fist in his muzzle, endlessly moaning.

The unicorn quickly unzipped his fly and pulled his own achingly hard cock into the open, jacking it a few times before letting the dobie out of his throat. He locked eyes with Evan before gripping his thighs and spinning him around right inside the front door. He used both hands to pry the dobie's toned butt open and dove his muzzle straight in, pressing his tongue up hard against the doberman's anal ring. Evan gasped and then moaned, leaning against the inside of the door as the unicorn started eating him out with gusto. Lee had a lot of pent-up sexual energy, and he was letting it all go in this effort with Evan.

His nostrils flared as his breath 'whuffed' into the dobie's crevice, the wagging nub tickling the tip of his nose. He pushed his tongue all the way down to the doberman's taint and curled it, dragging it slowly across the fleshy bridge and back into Evan's crack. He kissed Evan's pucker and then pushed his tongue in harder, circling the dobie's hole until the tip finally pushed in. Evan gasped again and moaned low, deep, and long as Lee pushed his muscle deeper and deeper, plundering the doberman's ass, eating him out like there was no tomorrow.

"You keep doing that, I'm gonna nut..." Evan's voice was slight and a little slurred, drunk on pleasure. Lee slowly removed his tongue and spun the dobie back around, diving down on his cock again. He snaked one hand up underneath the doberman's taint and started slowly pushing his finger inside. Evan was constantly dripping pre into Lee's muzzle now in a fashion that only a canine could accomplish. Every drop was nectar to the unicorn as he continued to swallow it all. He moved his other hand up to grip behind the doberman's forming knot. He rubbed gently at first, pushing the other finger further into Evan's ass.

As the dog's moans increased, Lee suddenly gripped hard behind his knot, jabbing the other finger almost savagely into his prostate. Evan's eyes flew wide open as he sagged against the door, his back suddenly arching. "OH FUCK FUCK FUCK AAAHHH!" Lee's muzzle and throat were flooded with hot, sticky doberman cum. The dobie's cock pulsed, throbbed and spasmed, each contraction refilling Lee's muzzle. He swallowed over and over, not wanting to miss one creamy drop, rolling his eyes back in his head as he got sex-high off the doberman's seed. The dobie's balls jumped repeatedly, emptying more and more warm, gooey puppy-batter into the ecstatic unicorn's mauling muzzle. Finally his flow ebbed. Somewhere in the midst of his orgasm, Evan had gripped Lee's horn and mane, and had shoved as much of his dick into the unicorn's throat as he could, holding him firm with both hands. He relaxed his grip and Lee pulled back, a mixture of saliva and dobie cum dripping from his chin.

Lee dragged his tongue along the doberman's sensitive member, licking his lips as he disengaged, looking up at Evan with hazy sex eyes. He stood slowly and started masturbating his own negligible member before engaging Evan in another kiss, sharing all of his own flavors with him. The dobie reached down and gripped the unicorn's achingly hard member, jacking on it a few times, eliciting a muffled gasp from the unicorn. Without further ado, he broke the kiss and turned Lee around to lean against the door as he went down.

Lee saw stars as the dog began to lap at his member. No one had touched him like this in a long time...and he wasn't going soft. He had to work not to cum right there. As soon as the dobie engulfed him though, his meager cock flared hard and he started cumming. "Oh SHITaaaAAAGHHH" Evan's eyes widened as Lee quickly filled his muzzle. Despite his fairly meager endowment, Lee produced a ton of cum...especially after having just sucked the balls of a hot canine dry. His cock throbbed and throbbed as Evan tried to keep up, Lee sagging against the door, moaning like a bitch, rubbing the doberman's head with one hand as the most earth-shattering orgasm he'd had in some time gripped him. Rivulets of equine cum started issuing from the corners of Evan's muzzle as he continued to swallow...he just couldn't keep up with the unicorn's issuance. Finally his orgasm abated, horse cum dripping from the dog's chin and running down his chest, soaking into his shirt. He looked up at the unicorn with a fairly surprised expression on his muzzle.

Lee grinned and chuckled. "God that was nice..."

Evan's expression quickly turned from surprised to cocky. "We're not done yet, hoss."

It was Lee's turn to look surprised as he could see Evan's canine cock still turgid, though the knot had gone down. Evan stood, mashing his groin into the unicorn's. "You took the oral dose, but you still need your doberman booster shot..."

Lee's eyes widened a bit before stammering out... "I need to let Isaac outside."

"Well, just don't keep me waiting...anticipation is the worst part..." He grinned again, that cocky swagger returning.**