The One Who Was There the Most
Hey! Barrett here. Took me a while to write this one, been a bit busy! Warning: Scentplay and fart stuff. Took a risk and wrote something kinkier~
Life with Jacob was like nothing Barrett had experienced before in his life. Nearly everything changed - He hadn't talked to most of the people in his small school for years, yet, under Jacob's wing, others stopped in the hall to wave at him and talk. Instead of sitting alone at lunch, the Husky's arm snugly held his opposing shoulder to keep him close as they ate. Instead of being a shadow in a dark room, the light finally fixated upon Barrett, showing him off to a world that he seemed to view through a one-way mirror.
Barrett reflected over the memories that they had experienced within the last few months. Hundreds of visions seemed to flash in front of his eyes at once; They went to see shitty old horror movies together, attended every damn game of Jacob's, even crept out of school before their first hour had started, they wandered to the edge of the forest to share a crudely wrapped weed joint together. Ugh, that taste ran through his head - fucking hell, the taste. Think of someone wiping their ass on your tongue and then adding a tint of plant taste and thorns, then you got it. When the white, tattooed wolf went to suck in, a few bits of the weed broke off from the rest and fell onto his tongue. Instead of taking the smoke in and having something peaceful, he got choked for minutes on end, Jacob just laughed his ass off at him instead of helping. He wanted to die, sure, but looking back now, it made his lips stretch into a peaceful grin.
The chain of memories snapped with a literal snap of Jacob's fingers next to his ear, a low voice followed, "Barrett, you even listening?"
Barrett's body jolted upwards in the span of a full half second, he accidentally bumped his head against the bus railing above him. "Shit! Ow.. Sorry, thinking about some stuff. It's been a long day, you know?" His clear blue irises drew to the window, resting on the hundreds of snow blanketed pines flashing by. In late winter, the sun dimly sitting on the mountain peaks in the distance, it seemed too lazy to warm their frozen town.
"Yeah, I get it.. History test was hard. If you didn't remember every damn thing you read, I'd be screwed, man." His response brought a small smile to Barrett's cold lips, as well as a little chuckle. His voice fell, "No, no.. it's not that. Things at home aren't going well."Jacob's keen ears caught onto the drastic change in his tone. Upon natural, mate-like instinct, his body huddled up against the wolf's and pressed him further into the window. The steam from his breath rolled through Barrett's fur, "Oh.. well.. you know, I happened to be a PhD in my past life. Why doesn't Doctor Barnkoff take a look at you?"
The jock's loose fitting t-shirt brushed against the bottom of the cheaply made bus seat, he pushed himself to the end of the seat, a spare paw patted his lap. "C'mon, Barrett. The doc needs to see you." Barrett's eyes rolled around his sockets, sure, but he decided to play along. He shifted his feet and pressed them up to the metallic wall, pushing himself up until his head and flattened ears lie against the Husky's belly. "Well.. let's see here, let me think, Doc." His voice dripped with hyperbolic sarcasm.
His eyebrows then flattened down as he spoke, with his voice lowered into some sort of focus, he was being serious. "My Dad, well.. ever since Mom died, he hasn't let me do anything.. He's so scared of losing me. It's gotten to the point where I almost hate him. He constantly shouts at me, last night he.. blamed me for mom being gone."
Jacob's brows rose just a bit, he could feel his heart sink into his stomach. His eyes set on Barrett's.. tears fell from them slowly, running down to the Wolf's chin. He'd never experienced anything like that before, not even close, he couldn't imagine what that was like. "Oh.. ouch, man. We both know it wasn't your fault. Birth is hard on chicks, she was small, right? She couldn't take it. She wanted you so much, man.. and I could see why. I would do anything for my patient, who I kindly call a fag." A single thumb reaches to Barrett's cheek and wipes a tear away.
The wolf's depressed frown melded into a cute smile, his muzzle presses up against Jacob's lower belly, momentarily pushing hot breath just above the bulge in his pants. "That.. means a lot." The two's paws slowly drift to the same place between them, Jacob makes the first move and wraps his paw around his boyfriend's. Barrett continues with a heavy heart, "I don't think I wanna go home tonight. Do you think I can go with you, erm... babe?" The side of the Husky's head thumped against the side of the seat. He was trying to hide it, but the grin on his face stretched from ear to ear. "Well.. I was gonna go camping tonight. There might be room for you there if we cuddle."
Their bus's engine hissed and let out a spat of steam as the machine stopped, the doors up front opened to a section of woods marked off for a few houses; It was Jacob's neighborhood. He propped himself up to the short walkway and reached out the paw that just let go of Barrett's paw to him. "...Sure, man. Give me a moment." His voice was somewhat stiff and awkward, he wasn't expecting him to so eagerly want him to come. After Barrett snagged his school bag from the floor, he took the Husky's paw and pulled himself to his level.
. . .
Moonlight, dim and shallow as the evening sun that had set before it, basked the valley beneath it in a milky-dark color. The cry of a hawk echoed through an otherwise silence forest - followed by the crunching of two teens pushing through the trees and bushes. Their mixed laughter causes an owl or two to burst away in a flurry of flaps, they're clearly annoyed to high hell that two gay kids are partying out here. "-And this is the best part, the dude literally dropped his pants and started chugging a beer through his ass.. When he stood up, beer and shit went down his legs like Niagra Falls!" Barrett nearly throwing up followed what Jacob was telling him, his pitch heightened as he got onto the Husky, "That's fucking gross! Why would you tell me that, asshole? Blegh, I've got the image in my head.." His maw fell open, tongue hanging out with a hacking sound. He was going to hyperbolically wipe his tongue off with his paws, but before he could, the end of his tongue was gently bitten into by Jacob. He gradually took it in, pressing it up to the back of his throat until their lips met.
Barrett finally took the first move and wrapped his arms around the Husky's shoulders, pulling their chest together as a sloppy kiss mushed between their lips. He would have kept them there for longer if it weren't for Jacob pulling away to murmur, "Camp's close.. Come on. We need to get a little time alone." Their paws clench one another as they break into a small run until they see a blue tent set up between two tall trees. It didn't take the two long before the Husky hurriedly unzipped the front of it and tugged it down, a grin on his face as he shoved Barrett to the floor of the tent. "Hold still, Pup.."
Jacob's fur, dripping with sweat, loomed on over Barrett as the Husky dug through his hiking backpack. The stink flowed through the Wolf's nose - burning the hairs on the inside of his nostrils in such a good way. The tangy hot scent was pulled away from him as Jacob clapped Barrett's wrists together with a pair of handcuffs. His lips stretched into a hungry, lustful smirk, "Saw your face, fag.. You like my stink, don't you?" A snarling, low pitched growl rumbled deep in the Husky's throat, saliva slowly dripping from his lips with hunger. Barrett's eyes grew wide with shock but quickly slimmed back down as he nodded slowly, "Y-Yeah.."
"Then c'mere.. Get something closer." He lifted his arm and locked the palm of his paw at the back of his own head, the raw smelling, sweat marked hair on his armpit dripping with stink. He snarls and pushes it up against Barrett's nostrils, sweat ran into his nose; "Sniff deep."
Barrett happily complied with him. He huffed in deeply through his nose, the hot scent set fire to every nerve in his head, the Wolf couldn't think about anything but the raw scent. Bodily juices were left on his black nose, running down to his mouth. He huffed clean air heavily, tongue half out and pushing steam through the air. "Fuckin' good boy.. Now, lie back. We're doing something extra kinky."
A paw dominantly shoved Barrett to his back before he could obey the command. His eyes shut, he could hear a belt fumbling apart, rough cloth pushed down against the smooth floor beneath him. "S-Sir, wha-" He was basically gagged whenever the Husky's ass was pushed up to his face. His thick cheeks pressed around his muzzle, his tailhole directly over his mouth and nostrils, the Wolf's balls rested on his chin. "Get ready for gas, fag.."
Barrett struggled the best he could against the handcuffs binding him as he felt Jacob's asshole stretch. Jacob had already leaned over and roughly tore down his sweatpants to reveal a throbbing Wolf dick, right as he took it into his mouth and wrapped his tongue around it, he put pressure on his stomach. "FFRRRRPFFHT!| He let it out right into his maw, filling up his lungs with his stink, driving every bit of air out. As much as Barrett hated to admit it.. He loved it. He huffed in the scent until his cheeks bulged with it, his lungs filled with toxic, burning stench. With a dick in his mouth, Jacob snarled, "Breathe." Barrett pushed the stench out of his lungs and went to breathe in again, but a silent but deadly "Frrrrph.." refilled his lungs. He could feel the edges of his vision turn black from just how awful it was, he absolutely loved it~. He huffed the stink, snorted it as if it were a top dollar drug, tasted it on his tongue and savored it. It was all too much, his senses overloaded - Thick wolf cum shot into Jacob's mouth, spurt after spurt coated his tongue with fertile goo. He swallowed, and eventually let off os him.
"Fuck, you taste good.. Ready for another round?~"