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Did It Again

by

Gruffy

2017

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With an appearance from Brian Silverfang

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Brian Silva had told himself many times that he was not a pushover, not by any means. He was a big, bad, mean, macho Iberian wolf who wasn't easy in any possible definition of the world. He took great pride in his resolve and his steadyfast character. He didn't let little things get to him. It just wasn't worth it, in his mind, to get upset about every obstacle that life threw at him. He was his own man, and wouldn't let anyone else dictate his thoughts or his behavior.

That's right, he would think, I'm the Alpha stud. I'm the boss.

All of that made it supremely difficult for him to justify in his mind just why it was so easy for the Professor to do what he did -

I'm fucking easy for him! Brian's mind screamed when he realized that he followed the tiger's orders down to a tee.

"Good boy," the tiger said.

And truth be told, he did feel like a good boy, because it felt good to do what he did at the moment. He was lying on his back on the tiger's big bed and he had just been told to pull his legs up to his chest...and he did exactly that.

Huge paws landed on the wolf's tawny ass cheeks and groped them. The grinning tiger leaned over the veritable buffet that was Brian's taint - fuzzy balls, hard lupine cock complete with its full knot, and of course what the tiger was looking at, the furrowed, hidden recess of his asshole. Druff appeared to be paying special attention to the beady eye that looked back to him from the base of Brian's tail, at least figuratively so. At least it was winking away when the hot air from the tiger's mouth blew over it and made the muscles clench up.

"Nghh..." Brian huffed. Both the puff of breath and the funny posture made him feel odd, although to say he was aroused was an understatement. The wolf was sure that the state he was in should be labelled as 'fucking horny', and he knew that the tiger knew as well.

"Hmrmhm..bad boy..." the tiger said.

Brian grunted. He showed his disapproval of the tiger's assessment by wriggling his toes at him. It was a slightly odd gesture but the first thing that came to him mind while he remained there, bent over backwards onto himself and with the small of his back being poked insistently by a hard barbed tigercock. The Professor was naked and stood on his knees on the foot of the bed.

The tiger's paws continued to manhandle Brian's buns. His sniffling muzzle sank down and made the wolf grunt once again when he felt the cat's nosepad touch on his taint. The slightly cold sensation soon became very wet and warm. Druff had his tongue out and was running it up and down on the wolf's ass crack he worked to spread open with his paws.

Typical! Brian's brain screamed. Typical of the tiger to pay such unnerving attention to the wolf's ass. Now he was licking it already, his tongue slobbering away. It made his balls itch and his cock throb in a very particular way. Thumbs pressed into the relatively soft flesh that were the insides of his ass crack and made it all feel even more sensitive.

Jesus fucking -

The Professor's tongue made a meal of Brian's hole too. That mischievously purring tongue licked around his hole before poking repeatedly at the puckered center. The tiger's muzzle moving rapidly from side to side tickled down on his balls too. They were practically flopping on the bridge of his muzzle. He had a faceful of ass and wolf balls, and he sounded happy to be where he was. The hot huffs of breathing when he inhaled the resulting must through his nose made the insides of Brian's ears feel red hot. The tiger's enjoyment of their raunchy sex was infectious. Brian thought he could feel his tummy flutter with arousal.

"Ouhhh..."

The tiger's muzzle emerged from the wolf's cleft. The lack of his tongue playing with Brian's asshole made his taint feel cold and unfriendly.

"It looks like you want it..." Druff mused. He walked his fingers closer to the wolf's hole while continuing to apply constant stretching pull of the muscled halves of his rear.

"I'm confessing nothing!" Brian snorted. "Pffft I say!"

The tiger jammed his thumb against Brian's asshole and made his protests subside.

"You're going to be saying a lot of things very soon, boy."

Druff's spare paw produced a small bottle of lube and upended it onto the dirty congress that was his thumb toying with the wolf's asshole. The newly added slickness meant that the tip popped in without much trouble into the taut, strong muscle ring. It made rude splurting sounds when his back passage tried to expel the goopy substance the tiger was working in with his digit. He could feel the wolf's hole clench merrily around his thick finger. The constant motions felt like his ass was trying to suck in the finger that was already giving him so much pleasure. His hugely swollen knotted cock was leaking a veritable stream of pre-cum onto the wolf's chest. It was especially notable considering the tiger hadn't even gotten to the part where he would poke his finger at the wolf's prostate and make him grunt out from the odd pleasure that produced.

"Hrrggh!"

And there it was. His paw swiveled and drove his finger even more firmly against the wolf's secretive nub, within his body. It made his muscled tunnel tremble around the finger buried all the way inside his back passage.

"Ahhffuck..."

"Oh, very soon, don't worry for a moment..." the tiger murmured evilly.

Brian chuffed. The finger inside his ass felt much more pleasurable than he would care to admit to anyone, let alone to himself. And he was almost scared of the knowledge how just much better still it would feel to have the tiger's huge cock pumping its way into his anus. The finger was just the preliminary exploration, the vanguard, the advance party...and Brian wondered why his mind was producing synonyms and comparisons with speed comparable to the tiger's. He didn't know that verbal aptitude could be transferred in such a physical fashion.

"Pop!"

The finger came out. Brian grunted when he felt his slightly raw inside close up. His pucker throbbed. Needily, he knew, and made another face, a half-grimace that forced him to bite his teeth together to stop any more pleading expression from appearing over his features.

He didn't want the tiger to get all the points home, even when he knew that the cat was about to hit the bullseye with his very special barbed dart.

I should be the one scoring some pussy, not him! Brian's mind yelled.

The studly tiger obviously planned to do so, imminently. Brian could only see the movement of the striped cat's shoulder but he knew what he was doing, accompanying by the slick sound of fingers running along the tiger's cock. At least it told the wolf that the tiger had the courtesy of not trying to go in dry. He might've been a tough wolf but not all parts of him were equally tough. Getting soundly pounded was a pleasure, but walking funny, not so much.

Brian still feared this was going to be the case one the tiger had his way with him. Judging by the urgency in the cat's every move, the Professor was not going to be making sweet fluffy man-love to him. No, this was obviously going to be a whole different level of ass activities. Brian wasn't sure whether to curse the tiger or just to hold onto his legs for his dear life, now that his rear was definitely on the line of fire.

Druff changed his position, enough that the wolf could catch a sight of the barbed monster between his legs. The tiger took hold of the Iberian wolf's hips and for a moment Brian wondered - and hoped - that he was going to be manhandled onto his belly before the daddy tiger descended onto him in lust.

The tiger stood up instead, making the bedsprings rumble. That big, dangerous cock swung up towards his belly before it flopped down, heavy and glistening with lubricant, naturally weighty and imposing. Brian could feel his asshole clench sympathetically at the sight. Even his insides knew what was going to happen now.

"Ffffff - " he bit his lip.

The Professor did the unexpected, like he often did. He shuffled forward on his feet and then hugged Brian's upturned rump with his his knees. A singular paw pushed his dick down even more so that it pointed directly at the wolf's exposed hole.

"Oh - "

The cat aimed and dropped - literally - allowing his weight to punch his way through the wolf's well-prepared hole.

"Aaah..."

The college stud tightened up so much on initial contact that the tiger's shaft almost bent when he let his weight come down on the wolf to aid with the penetration. He had to re-adjust, too, for the threatening slipping away from the heavenly gates before he managed to nudge his way incrementally into the wolf's groaning body.

It wasn't much, but the wolf felt it.

Hunch.

The tiger's tip wasn't punishingly large but the barbs made it feel double the size it really was. And not just that, but it was also being shoved up Brian's ass, or in this case, pummeled down into it due to their respective positions. The constant, weighty pressure was slowly making the wolf's body yield, but Brian still knew that it was not going to be an easy ride.

"Ohh - "

His ankles pressed hard to the backs of his thighs. The position made him feel extra vulnerable yet receptive to what was going to happen to him. Nothing obstructed the tiger's view of his most intimate body parts or stopped him from doing exactly what he wanted. Right now Brian could only grapple his legs and bite his teeth together hard to stop himself from moaning out like a bitch.

"Pffffff - "

The eye-watering initial penetration was over almost as it stated. The tiger forced more and more inches down the hot passage, while hovering, balancing above the wolf's upturned rump. It was a position that Brian had not been in often, not as the party who did the fucking - and never before as the one who was taking it in the can. He didn't yet know what the experience was going to be like but it was obvious to him that it was going to be intense.

He sneered at the sight of the victorious smirk on Druff's face. The tiger was clearly enjoying being the king of the jungle again, by dominating the wolf so casually with the help of his not so little barbed friend.

To make things even worse, the springy action of the bed allowed him to rock back and forth and use tha to his advantage, to get even more of his cock inside Brian's rear. His penetration soon reached the wolf's prostate and made him grunt in the most manly manner, he hoped at least, when the pleasure from the rough buggery grew exponentially for him.

Damnit.

Brian knew that his sensitive prostate was going to be his undoing. The tiger had discovered early enough in their entanglement that he could make the wolf do almost anything in the sack as long as he extended the promise of making the wolf's secret, fleshy nub sing with pleasure. He had been quite pleased to learn that the wolf rarely minded if such direct prostate massage usually came in the form of a big barbed cock being burrowed under the wolf's reluctantly raised tail.

Druff's balls came to rest against the wolf's taint. Brian realized, on the sensation, that he was truly as deep inside him as he could get. Many thick inches of angry red tiger prick resided within Brian's rear and made their home there. The big cat's tail swung, as if showing his victorious glee at having claimed the wolf's rump once more.

He didn't stay still in his mount for long. The tiger intended to properly fuck the wolf's tight little hole, and he didn't want to wait to get started. The swing his hips pulled him out a little before he plugged himself to the root again, and he didn't waste any time setting up a rhythm of it.

Brian groaned out loudly. The thrusts were coming in an angle that seemed to rake the tiger's cock directly against his pleasure spots with every single movement the tiger made, back and forth inside the wolf's steaming how rectum. His tail flailed against the bedsheets and he found his eyes clenching shut tight when his body struggled to get used to the powerful sensations wracking through him.

The college wolf was getting pumped hard. The tiger drove himself in and out at a good pace. He was in complete control of his movements, and the body underneath him, never swaying the wrong way despite the somewhat acrobatic position he was in for the moment. Brian had to force his eyes open so that he could marvel at the sight of the tiger working to pleasure both of them. His muscles flexed with every move, and his balance was impeccable, aided by the swing of his tail. Brian was sure that a more inexperienced sexual artist would've simply plopped out of him and fallen to the bed, having lost his balance.

Not the Druff. He continued his sweaty pumping and huffing, with that same smug, knowing grin on his face. He humped into the wolf with purring gusto, gleeful in the act of buggery. Brian even forgot to sneer at him when the tiger spared a paw to play with the wolf's balls.

The wolf's cock had lost some of its firmness from the smarting first moments of the fuck but he had come back to full mast and was once again completely hard. His cock flopped up and down on his belly, both from the internal muscle contractions and the force of the tiger's steady thrusts. The continuous prostate action had him drool pre-cum against his by now messy furs. Brian had a feeling the tiger enjoyed seeing that, because the expulsion of yet another glob of pre-cum made the cat give him a series of extra hard thrusts inside him.

"Owwhhooowhh..." the college wolf hissed away desperately.

It was some of the hardest, sweatiest, hottest sex Brian had ever had. The only thing he thought might've been missing was the contact of their muzzles so that they could have shared a passionate kiss even amidst the continued plundering of his rump. Right now he had to content himself with watching the tiger's concentrated expression, deep in the task of buttfucking a college wolf into nirvana.

Considering that even Brian's toes were tingling already, the wolf didn't think it was an exaggerated thought at all. He had to hold himself back from hollering with pleasure, or even worse, telling the tiger to go at it even harder. That started to feel like a really good thing to do, anything to make this pleasure continue or to have it grow better, somehow. Brian wasn't sure if that was possible, but he could imagine things, and right now his mind operated within a very limited number of topics.

The tiger was fucking him so hard that it made the wolf wonder if he could actually continue doing so until his climax. Although Druff wasn't showing any signs of wearing out, he had been going at it for a while, and Brian was sure that even Druff's stamina was limited.

He can't help it, he's going mad over my ass.

The thought was a smug one. He wanted to utter a "That all you got, pops?" but the constant deep-dicking in his ass made it impossible to say anything meaningful. His breathy voice would have revealed the wolf's intense cock-lust to the tiger and probably made him pull some very dirty tricks to get the wolf show his submission for him.

What more can he ask me to do? He's already got his dick up my ass?

The tiger's devastating thrusts made him learn just what the cat had in mind. The tingling that had started in his legs spread quickly, much faster than he would have anticipated.

His eyes widened when he realized what was going to happen, and the wolf knew that there was no stopping his body's natural functions once the process had been started. The barbed cock pumping away on his prostate had been more than enough to push him over the edge - and the tiger showed no intention of stopping what he was doing to give the wolf some time to process the sensations and the pleasures.

Nope, the tiger fucked the cum out of Brian, literally so. He continued to pump into the now super tight opening when Brian's insides coiled up and his muscles worked in synch to release his pent up seed. Instead of breeding a hole of his own, the wolf's cock had no chance but to expel its thick load all over the bent over wolf's body. A musky arch of pearly white cream splashed onto the frat wolf's face and made him hiss in shock and lust when the scent hit his nose.

"Unfffff!"

His gawking panting meant that he also managed to catch his mouth with his cum. It hit his tongue and made his groan. The taste was as overwhelming as the waves of pleasure that went through him and forced even further seed to escape his tensely rocking body. Brian was sure that the tiger loved the sight of what he had made the wolf do, while he continued to paint his face and chest with spurts of thick cum.

The huffing and snorting cat fucked his ass still. That barbed monster pummeled into Brian's sensitive nut and made him moan out load, despite hoping that he could have kept it all in.

No such luck when it came to the Druff, he had to concur, too far gone to care much.

"Ohhh fuck it...aah...g-give it to me Prof!" the wolf challenged the tiger, even amidst his climax.

He saw the tiger's heavy-lidded eyes flash upon hearing the wolf's plead.

"Hmphh..."

The tiger's next maneuver took Brian's breath away. He grabbed the wolf's legs and pried them off Brian's own grip. He yanked the beefy legs apart and to the sides, holding him up by them as he drove himself repeatedly in and out of the wolf's tight heat. The new posture made his muscles tense and tightened him even more for the determined penetration that continued, hard and fast, incredibly sweaty by now, with an overtone of the musky cum that splattered Brian's body.

"Jeeesshush!" Brian groaned. "Ohhhffuck - "

The new angle triggered what felt like another orgasm, though later on he would suspect that it was just another tidal wave of pleasure riding along the remains of the climax, not an actual orgasm per se. He was sure that while the tiger's prowess when it came to butt sex was considerable, but even he couldn't turn men into multi-orgasmic machines at simple will.

But it felt damn close to that, and he he moaned and groaned deeply despite his cock only managing to ooze a few dregs of seed by now. The tiger's hard pounding had drained his system, and still continued, balls slapping on the wolf's bare taint.

Then it was over, that much was clear from the tiger's victorious roar. Brian was sure that the cat's neighbours were going to hear just what he was up to in his own apartment. To him the sound was unmistakable, raw, and primal, much like the sensation of hot seed gushing into his body. He couldn't feel the actual spurts but the warmth was there, growing with every blast of cum inside the wolf's overworked ass.

He grunted, and so did the tiger, who continued to spend himself inside the wolf's upturned rump. Brian was still panting. His cock throbbed somewhat weakly by now, but the pleasurable after-effects remained and made his whole body tingle pleasantly.

His breathing was very heavy still when the tiger let his legs fall down and leaned over to him, their bodies joined at the hip quite literally. Druff's lips came down to Brian's own and he accepted them happily. He'd been longing for such a kiss for quite some time and he was glad to finally receive the tiger's lips and his tongue. He sucked on that wet appendage while recalling how it had previously made mean love to his ass, the same one that now remained spread and filled by the same cat's barbed pole. Brian considered lifting his legs and wrapping them around the tiger's hips again, for safekeeping ,but he felt too drowsy for that. He always felt tired afterwards, whatever the sex act he was involved in. He'd thought that being the top made you feel more tired, considering there was a lot of work to be done while on that position, but he had found out that his suspicions were not entirely warranted by evidence. Being on the bottom had a tendency to wear him out in equal measures or even more so, even if on this particular occasion he hadn't had the chance to do much more than hold on and see what happened once the tiger got to slip his dick into the wolf's tight hole.

Not so tight anymore, his mind reminded him wryly, and made him chortle.

The tiger chuckled amicably at the noise Brian had made, and planted several soft kisses all over the wolf's cheeks and his lips.

"Hmm...that's what you get for teasing tigers with gym shower stories, boy," the Druff put special emphasis on the pet name that came quite naturally from his lips.

Brian accepted the moniker, but not without a begrudged grumble and a snort.

"Speak for yourself, pops," he said. "One day it'll be you on the bed like that..."

He could only hope that it truly was the case, considering their current positions, and the continued hardness of that barbed prick throbbing in his rump. Brian suspected that he would not be getting so lucky any time soon, if the tiger still had more to give to his favorite dick warmer that was Brian Silva's asshole.

He'd just have to remember to grumble a lot.

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