Winning More Than a Game
#1 of Puphood Memories
The fourth gay - Barrett's virginity B
About two years before Barrett managed to escape his personal prison called Highschool, he was one of the kids that sat alone in the library. The Arctic Wolf kept to himself, didn't have friends besides the people that he exchanged greetings with once in a while, and the librarian who seemed to favor the teen pup. Most people would look at his situation and imagine that it was sad, or dull. Not him, though, he completely relished it.
That was before, well, the.. problem appeared. His Sophomore year, an attractive, well built Husky, Jacob Barnkoff, had transferred in from the southern parts of Alaska and to his northerly hometown. A renowned quarterback from Barrett's enemy school, the students thought of him as a defector, made him popular almost as soon as he arrived. Jacob's black and white coat complimented his striking silver eyes - and that smile of his could bring chicks from across the hall. The thing was, he wasn't after them, barely paid attention. He held his sights on the Arctic Wolf whenever they were in the same room.
Lunch had just begun after a hard Friday morning, the Arctic Wolf sat at a table in the corner of the library, silently snacking away at the lunch he had brought from home. Everything looked like it was going regularly before a very noisy, laughing Husky pushed open the door to the Library, one arm lifted to wish his buddies goodbye while the other cleared the way. Jabob's ears perked high above his head as it turned, he was hunting for.. yeah, Barrett's ears flattened to his skull. He was searching for him.
Barrett winced as Jacob hurled his books onto the spot right next to him, claiming it for himself. He snarled at the Wolf as he sat, not being an ass but not being too kind, "Hey, fag. Been lookin' around for you all day, buddy!" Barrett's eyes drew to the bookshelves behind him, then quietly began chewing again. "Sheesh, you in a bad mood, fag?" His eyes drew to a close and he threw hand on Barrett's back, laughing softly. A hollow smile grew from both of Jacob's cheeks as he growled, "Sorry, man. I want you to come to my game tonight - I never see you around, gets me a little bummed."
"Why the hell would I do that?" The Wolf finally spat back at him, the black tattoos in his fur disappearing from Jacob as their eyes met. His head drew back at Barrett's sudden burst, but that sheepish, sinister grin grew back. "Because, outta all these losers, you're my favorite." His voice fell to a damp whisper, he huffed, "..please." The White Wolf's eyes grew; A jock showing humility? What the hell? His heart got ahead of itself for a beat or two as he nodded just to please the Husky. The usual offensive attitude and smirk returned to Jacob for a moment, "Fuckin' better. I'll be looking for you, asshole." Jacob pushed his face up to where Barrett's face was obscured to the rest of the library, as if he were about to whisper to him. But.. instead, a slimy, slippery-smooth tongue smothered the side of his face. Jacob licked Barrett.
The White Wolf was left completely stunned, eyes a bit wide open and his body frozen as Jacob left. He put on an entire show for anyone looking to keep his ego, but.. was he actually asking him out? 'No, that's just the gay talking.' Barrett snarled in his own head. As much as it made sense to avoid the game for as long as possible, he wanted to see what the Husky really wanted. The thoughts in his head interrupted as the piercing, deafening sound of the bell above him killed his hearing.
. . .
The metallic buzzing of the scoreboard finally ended after a few moments, two sets of scores could be made out through the blanket of snow falling from the sky. 21 and 13. Jacob had led the team to victory once again. The loudspeakers above the roaring crowd called out for the teams to get into the final ceremony for the game, running in two linds and clapping their hands, tirelessly murmuring "good game" when they really meant throw a punch at the closest guy to them.
Minutes after a coat of snow hid the painted markers on the field, the sounds of engines roaring to life from the parking lot filled the air, including the offbeat sound of tires skidding on ice. Both teams had left their heated locker rooms and had gone home on buses, leaving Barrett to himself barely thirty minutes after the ending buzzers had left Jacob and his team winners.
Pulling his jacket over his furred body, Barrett set off for the home locker room, placing one foot after the other on steps descending down into the naturally warm area. Wasn't even an inch into the room before hundreds of raw scents barraged his nose all at once - The burning scents of sweat, dominantly angry musk, piss, even a little bit of beer pushed through his head. He could feel an erection building up in his pants, but the teen quickly shifted his pants to accommodate it as he shouted, "Jacob?! You in here?!" ...The only sound that followed was a beer bottle rolling around in the bathroom. He huffed through his nostrils in frustration, why did he feel so hurt? He turned to exit, but before he could, a big mass of Husky hugged him from behind and threw him around.
"W-What the fuck, Jacob?!" Barrett shouted, nearly dying from the worst heart attack on the planet. Jacob threw his head back and laughed as he seemed to snuggle into him after being so rough. "Sorry for being gone for so long, Fag. Needed to wish the guys goodbye." He kept that hug for a bit too long before sitting on the rubber bench with the Wolf, Jacob continued before Barrett could speak. "I've been.. an ass to you, recently. I really, really like you, man. I just gotta keep this personality up or the guys won't take me as seriously." The Husky's moon white eyes lowered down along with his ears, his expression genuinely showed remorse. "I look around at everyone talking crap and looking up to me, they look.. hallow. But you. You're so intelligent, cool-.. kinda cute."
Barrett's heart nearly stopped at his last few words, his breathing cut off and his eyes widened. 'Oh my god, I was right...' was all he could think. His breathing began again after a few seconds, his lips parted slightly as the hot steam of his breath pushed up against the Husky's lips. His head turned, and cautiously, he pressed his lips up to Jacob's. The same sea of emotions ran through Jacob's head -- this was different than what he had experienced with other chicks, this was.. right.
Jacob kissed back with burning passion, his broad, thick tongue pushing into the Wolf's mouth as powerful paws brought Barrett into his lap. His fingers pushed into and molded Barrett's ass into his paws, causing his cheeks to clench up roughly. Barrett could feel a thick erection growing between the Husky's legs, Jacob growled into his mouth, "Peel my pants off, pup.." Barrett lowered his head ever so slightly and whimpered submissively, nodding and getting off of him, pressing his knees to the stone floor and letting his upper half loom over his belt buckle. Two claws unclipped it, pulled it off, then began to peel the Husky's pants down. A powerful wave of burning, tasty mating musk clouded around Barrett, forcing him to breathe in nothing besides Jacob's powerful scent.
His pants and belt buckle clattered against the stone below, leaving a dirty jockstrap to be the only thing blocking Barrett's maw from Jacob's musky balls, dripping with sweat and hormones. The voice above him snarled again as a paw snagged his scruff dominantly, "Take 'em off with your teeth, slut. Sniff deeply.." Barrett didn't even have the chance to question him. His teeth bit into the thick fabric and peeled it off as Jacob unclipped it, deviously chuckling above him as it fell from him, revealing a throbbing, sparkling red knotted cock to the cool air. At the attention, it eagerly spat pre-cum onto the White Wolf's face. "Lick it."
Barrett's thin tongue lapped over the knot, squeezing it for the sweat and liquid musk running down it, letting it burn his taste buds and nostrils. While he worked his cock, Jacob spat into his paw and leaned over him, violently ripping the back of his pants down and fingering the warm, makeshift lube into his ass. "Turn, pup."
"A-Aghn.." He pleasurably moaned onto his knot as he was pulled off with a string of pre-cum dangling to his lips. The Husky violently smacked the side of his ass as soon as it was presented to him, threatening in a snarl, "Bite the jock, slut.." Before a protest could rise from Barrett's throat, it was instead stuffed with a sweaty, foul-smelling jockstrap. Just as suddenly as he was gagged, Jacob spread his asshole open with a single thump and slipped his entire saliva-smothered cock into his bowels. Barrett bit the strap and groaned sharply into it, powerless to do anything as he was relentlessly pounded from behind without remorse.
"Like that, Barrett?! Like my dick in you?!" He rumbled as he slammed his hips back and forth, his already grown knot causing the White Wolf's anus to stretch each time, easing up for it to slip in. Jacob's balls smacked against his prey's, without much time before he'd cum, he bent over his back and dug his canines into Barrett's right ear.
"Mnnffgh.. So good, Daddy.." Barrett panted with visible steam being driven through the air as he huffed, his anal cavity clenching down and throbbing around Jacob's meat as he began to cum all over the bench. Jacob growled in approval and began to force his knot into him without remorse, clenching his teeth and baring them as his canine dick throbbed and pushed heaps of cum into his virgin ass. With that, he took what he really wanted.. Barrett's virginity.
Winding down in their afterglow, they both thumped to the side, lying together on the bench and huffing in silence. All was quiet until Jacob licked the top of the canine's head, "I.. love you, you know."
"I love you too, man."
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