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Calvin grinned as he wrapped the box, imagining the possibilities. It was a gift for his boyfriend Chris, and the wolf hoped that the fox would like it. Well he probably wouldn't, at least at first, but the wolf hoped that he could bring the fox around.

The presentation happened later that evening as the gray wolf dropped the box on the kitchen table in front of the swift fox. Chris looked up at him, a puzzled expression on his tan muzzle. Stew smiled broadly and pushed the package towards the fox.

"What is this?" Chris asked with a twitch of his ears.

"A present?" Calvin grinned, showing his fangs.

"What's the occasion?" the swift fox asked, his whiskers twitching in time with his ears. His eyebrow went up and his scent suggested puzzlement and suspicion.

"It's the weekend?" Cal tried, and with an effort kept his ears up to avoid appearing too guilty.

Chris wasn't buying it. His golden eyes glared up at the larger wolf as his bushy tail swished in a slow steady arc behind his seat. Cal held his smile and said nothing as the fox finally reached out and slid a claw under the wrapping paper. He ripped it open and paused to throw out the paper before opening the small box that had been revealed. Chris lifted the top off and his tail went still in surprise.

"What the hell is this?"

"What does it look like?"

Chris didn't have to explain, since Cal knew perfectly well what the package contained: a medium sized butt plug, odd in the fact that it had a loop and an attached cock ring, all in hunter green silicone. The swift fox frowned as he studied it. He reached a finger out and gave it an experimental rub.

"This doesn't look like a stretching plug. And besides, I have several of those already."

"It's not a stretching plug. You're supposed to wearing during."

The swift fox's ears folded down at that confirmation. This was territory they had covered before: Chris was a bottom, exclusively so. He had no interest in topping, and at times didn't want his shaft touched when they had sex. While Cal was more than happy to top, the wolf was a switch and occasionally just had that itch in his tail hole that he needed scratched. Making matters worse, Chris was extremely submissive in bed and even if he could be convinced to top, he wouldn't take charge like Cal would hope he would. The wolf had hoped that a device that would let the fox feel penetrated while he was topping would help, but it looked like Chris was having none of it.

"No," the fox said as he pushed the box across the table towards Cal. "I am not going to top. I just won't." Before Cal could protest any further, Chris got up and left the table. A minute later, Cal heard the office door close.

The wolf sighed and rose from the table himself. He picked up the box and trudged down the hall to the bedroom and dropped the plug on the night table. Then he headed back to the living room. His gift hadn't gone to plan, but there was still hope that the fox would come around.

Chris emerged from the office a little while later and padded to the bathroom. He saw the plug sitting on the night table through the open door as he passed the bedroom. The small tan fox sighed: he had thought they were established in their roles by now. What was Cal doing trying to change things? Not that the plug didn't look like it might be fun. Chris shook the thought from his head and continued to the bathroom.

As he returned past the bedroom, he stopped and stared at the plug. Chris had to admit that it was a nice looking plug and a very nice shade of green. He cocked his head and continued to study it, and began to wonder what it would feel like to have it in. Chris entered the bed room and set a paw on the box. It could be fun to have the cock ring on and a plug in: he remembered having wonderful orgasms and long lasting erections when he'd worn a cock ring. What would that be like with the added stimulation of a butt plug?

Chris shook his head, trying to clear it as if the thoughts weren't his own. It was an odd thing to feel. He blinked twice and reached out and grabbed the plug. He rolled it over in his paws and studied it as the urge to try it out rose in his mind. He wanted to feel it filling his tail hole, to feel the cock ring snugly holding his shaft, to feel his knot swelling as he bred his wolf.

What? No, Cal was the top- Chris loved being the bottom. But why did he always have to be? He wasn't a girl. He had a penis too. Why shouldn't he use it? It was a butt plug after all, it wasn't like he would lose the feeling of being penetrated when he was topping. Chris felt a stirring in his pants.

He could top. It wasn't like there was some sort of law saying that he couldn't top- despite the jokes in the gay community about foxes. He licked his lips as the new thoughts bubbled up in his mind. The idea of bending Cal over and breeding him suddenly seemed so hot to him. And Cal must want that too, after all, why would he have bought it for him if he didn't? The logic seemed sound even if the swift fox had never considered it before.

The urge to try the plug grew almost unbearable. He should try it. He should put it in. He should put it on. Chris could feel his underwear getting tighter as his sheath swelled and he could feel the moisture of his pre in the cloth. He should try the plug. All the way.

After another moment, Chris couldn't stand it anymore. He dropped his pants to the carpet, taking his boxers with them. Next he removed his shirt, only slightly hindered by the plug clutched in his paw. He looked at his tan furred reflection in the mirror above Cal's dresser, not noticing that his eyes were slightly glassy or that his tail was unnaturally still.

Chris took a seat on the bed, opened the nightstand drawer, and withdrew the lube bottle stored there. As he flipped the top open, he was grateful for whatever had possessed him to prepare himself while he was in the bathroom. A moment later, the fox was moaning a little as he slid a second lube coated finger into his tail hole to stretch himself. That done, he positioned the lubed plug against his hole and slid it in with a gasp. The feeling of his hole being filled caused his shaft to shoot from his sheath, allowing him to lubricate it and slide the slickened cock ring down to the base before his knot began to swell.

He lay there for a moment, looking down at his reddish-pink shaft resting against his stomach, with the base encircled by dark green silicone, with the silicone "strap" running down between his balls and disappearing between his legs.

And then the voices in his head began.

Cal almost couldn't believe the text that he'd received. Bedroom. Get ready first ;) it had read. The wolf had stared at his phone screen, running through all the ways he could interpret that statement. Finally he had settled on the most hopeful one and stopped at the bathroom before padding up to the bedroom. He paused for a moment at the door, his tail wagging as he collected himself before pushing the door open. His eyes went wide as he took in the sight that waited for him.

Chris was sprawled out on the bed, propped up by every one of their pillows. The lean tan fox looked at him hungrily, his tongue running over his nose and muzzle. Cal's eyes traveled down Chris's nicely muscled chest, down his lean abdominals, and stopped at his crotch. The wolf's muzzle dropped open as he took in the reddish-pink shaft on display against Chris's stomach.

It was a typical fox cock, but it was much larger than Cal remembered: Chris had possessed a nice average sized cock with a knot roughly the size of a large egg. Now he was definitely above average with a knot that looked like it might be the size of a tennis ball when fully formed. Cal saw the ring of dark green silicone encircling the shaft under that knot. A strip of green ran down the fox's sac, between his balls- which seemed to also have grown from the size of grapes to eggs, and down between his legs. Cal's eye's drifted back up to Chris' eyes. From the smile on the fox's muzzle, Cal's desire was clearly evident.

"Why don't you strip, dear." It wasn't a question. Cal was already pulling his shirt off to expose his two tone gray fur before it penetrated his consciousness that Chris was taking charge. He paused for a moment as he realized that the plug was working as intended.

Cal smiled and rubbed his paws through his chest fur before taking his time undoing his belt and the buttons on the front and back of his pants. He let them fall to the floor and casually stepped out of them. Then he just stood there with his paws behind his head, showing off the growing bulge in his favorite red boxer briefs while Chris looked on admiringly. The wolf wiggled his hips while the swift fox growled approvingly.

"Lovely," Chris said and licked his muzzle again. He scooted over to the edge of the bed and motioned the wolf closer.

Cal complied, and Chris rubbed his the fur on the wolf's torso before caressing his bulge. Cal, moaned and shuddered as the fox's paws worked his sheath and balls before moving along his hips and squeezing his rump. Chris's paws slid under the waistband and Cal lifted his tail out of the way as the fox's fingers slid into his crack and tickled his tail hole.

"Mmm. You cleaned out, right baby?"

"Yeeeahhh," Cal moaned.

"Good. Tail down."

The wolf gasped as his underwear was yanked down, allowing his shaft to spring free right in front of Chris's muzzle. The fox moaned in appreciation as he sniffed the musk coming off the wolf's erection, causing Cal to shudder as his warm breath flowed over it. Cal groaned and lifted his tail again as Chris's fingers probed his tail hole and the fox's tongue ran along his shaft. The wolf panted as Chris licked the length of is cock and rubbed a finger that Cal now realized was slick with lube over his tail hole.

"Mmmm," Chris whispered as he nuzzled Cal's shaft. "My wolf is good and ready for his treat."

Cal groaned and nodded, as he realized that the observation was also a question. His shaft throbbed against the fox's muzzle as he thought about how hot it was to have Chris in charge. He gasped as Chris slid a finger into his tail hole and slowly rotated it around to loosen the wolf up. The wolf moaned and whimpered as the fox continued to lubricate his hole- even inserting a second finger as he whispered encouragement.

After a bit more fingering, Chris seemed to have deemed the wolf ready. He slid his fingers from Cal's rump and stood then stood up. Chris moved in so that their bodies pressed together, their shafts throbbing against each other as Chris began to nuzzle and nip at Cal's neck. The wolf was so lost in the fog of pleasure that he almost failed to wonder how the shorter fox had gotten their crotches to be the same height. A movement of his paws as Chris switched sides solved the puzzle as Cal kicked the short stack of books the fox was standing on.

After a long moment of moaning, growling, nuzzling, exploring paws, and leaking shafts rubbing against each other Chris decided it was time. He pulled away from Cal a bit and reached up to pull down the wolf's muzzle to meet his. The air was full of the woodsy smell of wolf arousal, mixed with grassy smell of swift fox arousal. Cal's tongue lolled out as he breathed the intoxicating scents in. Chris nuzzled his nose.

"Mmm. You want this, don't you baby? You wanted your fox to show you how it's done."

"Yeah," Cal agreed in a whisper. He couldn't believe that the plug/cock ring had actually worked as advertised. Sure it had claimed it could turn a sub/bottom into a dom/top, but he hadn't believed it until now. And to make things even better, Chris's loving personality hadn't been lost: Cal could live out his fantasy. "Please hon, show me how to do it."

Chris growled in approval and stepped off of the books and behind Cal. Then he gently but firmly pushed the wolf's shoulders down to the bed, leaving his rump in the air to await the fox's pleasure. Cal didn't have long to wait, as Chris reached around the wolf to grab the lube bottle. Cal felt the cool touch of lubed fingers on his tail hole again, then the sounds of fox cock being lubricated. Cal moaned as he felt the pressure of Chris's cock press against him. The fox leaned in and nibbled Cal's ear.

"My big bad wolf is ready to take his fox's cock, isn't he? I know he wants this."

"Yeeesss," Cal moaned. "Please. I want it. Please can I have it?"

"How can I refuse someone who asks that nicely?" Chis cooed.

Cal didn't get the chance to answer in anything more than a gasp as Chris set his tip in the wolf's tail hole and thrust his hips forward. Cal would have loved to say it was amazing (it felt amazing), but no amount of mind control from the plug could change the fact that Chris had little to no experience topping and Cal hadn't bottomed in years except for toys. So it took them a bit of time to get used to the new arrangement. Still, they worked through it. Chris never gave up on being in charge, always covering his asking if Cal was okay in terms of if he liked the feel of a big fox cock inside him. Eventually, they found a rhythm that had them both moaning and Cal pleading for more.

Cal was in ecstasy at the feeling of Chris's thickness pressing against his insides, stimulating him in ways that he had almost forgotten were possible. His own cock throbbed in time with Chris's thrusts and was dripping a steady stream of pre onto the carpet. More than once, he gave such a large squirt of pre that he almost thought he'd come. But he knew he hadn't, since Chris's paws were on his hips, his paws clawed at the sheets, and he could feel the pressure of an orgasm just beginning to build in his loins. He moaned this information to Chris just as he felt the solid wall of the fox's enlarged knot bump against the ring of his tail hole.

"You. Want. The. Knot. Don't you?" Chris grunted. While the words suggested that there was only one answer, the fox's tone suggested that he would accept a negative answer. Cal, though, was only going to give one answer.

"Yeeeesss. Oh god. Knot. Me. Please."

"Okay, babe."

Chris leaned in hard and took the wolf's scruff in his muzzle in a lover's bite as he slammed his hips against Cal's rear. For a moment, his tail hole resisted, but then Cal was gasping for air as Chris's knot slipped in with what felt like an audible pop. The fox growled as the wolf whimpered and moaned in pleasure. As he picked up his pace, Chris's right paw slipped from Cal's hip to stroke the wolf's shaft.

A moment after that, Chris rocked back and slammed forward into Cal with as much of a groan as he could manage with a muzzle full of wolf neck fur. Cal felt the slight swelling in his insides as the fox came, as well as the shudders that shook the fox as he pressed against him. The fox somehow managed to keep stroking Cal's shaft with only a minor pause, and the wolf reached his own climax a moment later.

Cal groaned as his cock erupted and his knees gave out with the force of his orgasm. They both collapsed into the side of the bed, and the wolf saw that his boyfriend had had the foresight to put a towel down. For a while they knelt there panting in afterglow, then Cal felt Chris's paw leave him and the wolf heard the slurping pop he had come to associate with a toy being removed from a tail hole. Then Chris hugged him for a few minutes before (with many false starts and a lot of maneuvering) they managed to pull themselves up onto the bed with Chris still knotting Cal.

"So, you like this?" Chris giggled.

"About as much as you do," the wolf replied with a chuckle of his own. "Maybe we can do it again some time?"

"I think we can do that," the fox replied. "Though I wonder what would happen if you wore it..."