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Cutlery clattered against plates while a mixture of meat and veg were scooped onto the silvery surface. A thick cut of steak swam in a pool of its own juices, the fat marbled throughout the pink flesh just barely rendered. Rare, sharp steak knives cut through the cooked flesh like a piece of cake. A single bulb burned bright above the table while the two wolves ate in comfortable silence. When the last bit of steak juice and butter was mopped up by soften bread, the pair sighed. Chair's creaked beneath their weight, they nearly mirrored each other, like father like son.

"You gonna stay up late and play your new game?" Sinclair asked.

The mirrored version of the older wolf turned his snout up to look up at his father. That duotone fur coloration of black and white was patched over his body; though he had hints of brown mixed against black; a coloration inherited through his mother. The young man's tail swayed behind his chair as he leaned forward and set his hands on the table. An impish smile on his face.

"No dad, I got a lot of homework to do tonight. I don't have time to play the game I've talked about for the past year and a half." Ralph replied.

Sinclair huffed, one ear straight the other canted, "well color me impressed that you've finally understood the meaning of sacrifice." The wolf's pink tongue slowly slid out from between his lips, "just don't stay up too late now kid."

"I won't dad," Ralph crossed his arms. "Aren't you proud to have a son who is top of his class?"

"Hmph, I will when I see and hear your graduation speech." Sinclair stood and collected his plate along with his son's.

"Maybe, hopefully it won't land on one of the nights you are called away." Ralph said.

Sinclair's ears perked and he looked over at his son, "I already checked the dates." He smiled, "as long as nothing changes significantly, we should be in the clear." Half of Ralph's face scrunched some while his ears wilted ever so. "You know I wouldn't miss your graduation son."

"Even for your job?" Ralph said.

Sinclair leaned on the table, "well, I do have a good amount of savings stocked up. I'd have to say yes, even for my job." That made Ralph's demeanor turn for the better, "course, you'd have to find your own way through college in that case."

"Oh no! Whatever would I do? You know I've been offered full ride scholarships already?"

"Brag about it son. It would do ya some good to find humility." Sinclair teased.

The wolf walked to the sink and began to rinse the surface before he slotted it into the dishwasher. He paused and looked down at the sink before his ears perked. He turned around and looked at the clock but studied the window, curtains filled with the beginning of the setting sun. The wolf slid the washer closed before he wandered to the refrigerator. He looked over his shoulder and could see Ralph on his phone. It only felt like the time it took to blink an eye to see his young boy turn into a young man. He reached for two, brown, bottles and brought them out into the relative warmth of the kitchen. The wolf studied the caps before he brought the cap to his maw. With a grunt and solid clink the cap fell free and landed on the ground; this of course drew Ralph's attention.

"Ah yeah, still got it." Sinclair said before he set the bottle in front of his son. "I gotta take mine to go, but you enjoy that six pack if you want. Just don't be going around driving."

"Really? Thanks dad." Ralph took a sip of his beer and swallowed it. "Mmm cold."

"It's alright son, you don't have to drink it if you don't like it." Sinclair said with a lopsided grin.

"No no, I like it. Just tickled my teeth after that warm meal" he said.

"Uh huh. Aight, I gotta jet. Got a long drive ahead of me." Sinclair said after he snatched his keys.

"Mmm hmm, drive safe and make that money pops."

"God, I hate it when you call me that."

"I know."

Night crept into the house and plunged the rooms into darkness. Ralph's bedroom was vacant, his new video game left on the spread long forgotten about. Outside, Ralph sat on the porch while the six pack of beer sat next to him. Half of the pack held empty bottles while two others were filled with capped bottles. The sounds of the night were accompanied with the cool breeze that tickled his bare torso. The wolf brought the neck up to his mouth before taking a long drink, ears poised toward the wide open, backyard. He checked his phone and looked at the time.

"Any minute now." he said to himself.

Sure enough he heard the familiar crackle of sticks off to the side of the house. Ralph turned to see a large, black, labrador wander in like a living shadows in the night. The wolf's tail wagged before he patted his thigh.

"Hear boy."

The dog heard the familiar voice and pranced over to the wolf. Claws clicked across the wooden stairs as he ascended and set a paw on the wolf's lap. Long tongue sprung out and licked the side of the wolf's muzzle.

"Yeah yeah, I missed you too." Ralph said before he growled and pushed the playful dog away. "Come here." Ralph turned the labrador around so that his side was at his front. "Gotta check you for fleas."

The wolf said this and reached for a cone sat among the empty beer bottles. He used the brush to comb through the stray dog's fur and found the coat clear and free. Ralph always found it odd that the labrador's coat never seemed to shed among the teeths. In fact his nose never caught an offensive scent on the dog. Even still, none of the neighbors claimed to own the dog nor have they sighted the black labrador. In the privacy of the backyard Ralph's ears flicked to insure the night was still as quiet as it had been. The dog turned to face the wolf, tail swayed sighed to side while rusty red eyes looked at the wolf expectantly.

Ralph reached for his open beer and took a long swig finishing it in several gulps. He slotted it into the holder before he picked up the entire packet and pat his thigh.

"Come on boy, lets get inside. Starting to get cold." Ralph said.

The wolf let the dog walk into the house, the labrador moved with familiarity as it walked through the kitchen and into the darkness of the hallway. The wolf let the door remained partially cracked so that the labrador could leave as it pleased. What was left of the beer he placed into the refrigerator before he flipped the switch and walked to his bedroom. The light of his room filled the darkness, the door pushed open wide enough for the labrador to enter. When he stepped inside the dog had laid flat on his belly, the long body nearly took up half the space.

"Well aren't you a good boy!" Ralph exclaimed.

However, the smile on his face faded slightly when he noticed the dog had found a bit of underwear. Its nose was tucked into the large pair of boxers snuffling the scent on the crotch. Its tail wagged side to side as it merrily took in the foreign scent. Ralph blushed before he sat down on the bed. The dog looked up at him with a look of curiosity.

"Ahem, you like that scent boy?" he said. "I do too, very much so."

Despite the fact Ralph was talking to a dog his cheeks blushed a shade of burgundy. Ralph unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off his hips, his tight briefs exposed to the air while he kicked the jeans off to the side. Legs free he slid onto the bed and nuzzled up against the labrador's side. The dog woofed and wagged happily and helped ease the blush from his cheeks.

"I like to snatch'em out of his hamper." Ralph said and reached down to the boxers to pull them away from the dog.

Ralph brought the underwear to his nose and huffed a long breath of his father's musk. The wolf let out a moan as he continued to fill his nose with that scent that he lusted for. Ralph took the boxers away from his nose and looked at the dog whose head had canted. Those eyes glowed with curiosity as they watched Ralph closely. The wolf's ears folded back as if he had been caught by his best friend doing something excessively inappropriate.

"Uh, huh don't you be judging me. I at least don't spend hours licking my own nutsack." Ralph than said to himself, "not for a lack of trying."

The wolf slid his shirt off his torso and looked over at the dog who had settled tight against his thigh. Ralph felt his mind filled with guilt as he viewed his father in a taboo way. How he just wished to nestle his nose against his package as they strained those very boxers. To lick him to rigidity until the taste of fresh pre soaked his tongue. He sighed and sat back against the headboard of his bed before he reached for the remote to his tv. He turned it on and began to watch late night cartoons while he casually stroked the labrador's spine. The warmth radiated through body while the dog stood and instead sat on his lap. Curled up like a bundle of living heat, the dog set his head down on Ralph's thigh.

Reruns of television shows always dulled the wolf's mind; paired with the beers he had consumed he found himself slip into a quick nap. That is until he began to smell his father's crotch musk while he slept. His dreams moved to raunchy imagery until his eyes opened and was met by the labrador. The dog held the pair of boxers between its teeth but had pressed it against Ralph's nose.

"What are you doing boy." Ralph said with a groggy tone.

The labrador woofed and pressed the fabric tight against Ralph's nose. The wolf could feel the dog sucking in air through its nose and seemed to continue in that way until the wolf got the picture. The musk was irresistible and the wolf began to mimic the dog's enthusiastic snuffles. Ralph could see the dog's tail begin to wag while the dog stood between his legs. Their noses ground against each other while they reveled in the scent of masculinity. Every now and then, their bare, moist, noses would touch and send a shiver down Ralph's spine. But it did not compare to when he felt the labrador's tongue slip along his lips.

He was in a hazed trance as he imagined the tongue being his own father's; lips parted to allow that hot tongue into his own. The labrador and wolf's tongue met between parted muzzles, tongues brushed against each other. The labrador snorted and got into the licking with more urgency, a paw lifted to press against Ralph's chest. The dog began to press his weight against the wolf and cause the young man to lay back against the pillow. The dog followed the snout and continued to lick while he stood above the wolf. The boxers fell over Ralph's snout while he did his best to make out with the dog; his father at the front of his mind. Even when the labrador pulled its head back. Pink tongue licked its chops before the dog began to lick across that mottled pattern on Ralph's chest.

The wolf moaned when that tongue roughly licked at his nipples at random intervals. But he moaned louder when he felt that tongue lick over his tented briefs. The wolf's shaft had filled out the sheath beneath the cotton fabric, a dark patch at the tip of the bulge. The dampness grew on both sides while the dog's tongue bathed his crotch with doggy saliva and his cock continued to leak profusely. Ralph looked through the leg hole of the boxers before sighing and reaching down to pull his briefs off slowly. His breaths were hot and lust filled as he breached a boundary he never thought he'd allow himself to do. The dog's tongue attacked the pink tip that sprouted from the predominantly grey sheath.

When the labrador used his snout to unsheath the wolf's cock, Ralph both moaned and cant his head in confusion. How a dog knew to do that was beyond question, reason lost as soon as the dog's mouth let the sensitive length to enter its maw. He didn't feel teeth graze his flesh but could feel the dog's hot breaths bathe his shaft. Tongue massaged the underside of the length and pressed it against the ribbed, upper, pallet. Ralph gasped at that while the tip of his length began to pulse clear, watery, ropes of precum into the snout. He felt the dog attempt to swallow it, each time that tongue pressed firmer and milked more of that pre from him. The wolf's eyes closed as he sat back and allowed the stray to give him a version of a blow job. The dog's lips closed while it began to nurse on the length like a mother's nipple.

Ralph's hands moved to the boxers on his snout, eyes closed as he sucked in that musk again. The image of his father between his legs at the front of his mind while the dog worked his shaft as best as it could. The combination of scent and touch heightened Ralph's arousal who brought one of his hands to the dog's snout. Fingers lightly wrapped around the labrador's muzzle and squeezed the maw tighter around him. The dog didn't seem to mind this treatment, even as the wolf's hips began to rise and fall. The wolf imagined holding his father's head in place while he fucked his snout. Just the thought alone was enough to force his knot to balloon and expand. The dog's hot breaths rolled against the knob of his knot and drove the wolf closer to the edge.

The pink tongue slid out and caressed the knot, the simple brushes were the final straw for the pent up, young, wolf. The wolf's hips jumped while his body shook and he stifled a moan, his balls drawn tight while he began to fire off lines of white, hot, seed into the dog's snout. It was an explosion of pleasure only aided by an increased interest of the dog's tongue as his cum was spread over it. Like a greedy puppy, the labrador continued to nurse and swallow the load until Ralph could not take the sucking sensation anymore. The wolf used his hand to slip the dog's snout off his reddened length until it flopped against his stomach. The wolf scratched the labrador's head, the dog's tail moved nearly a mile a second.

"Oh shit boy, I don't know why I hadn't done this earlier." he said.

The dog barked and growled lightly at the wolf's words before he walked along the chest. Snout lowered toward the wolf as their tongue met once more. The wolf could taste himself on the dog's palette; it kept his shaft firmly stuck outside of his sheath. While the labrador made out with the wolf again Ralph felt a warmth grow along his chest. It was a wet warmth that drew his attention under the dog. The labrador's black fur was pierced by a deep, red, tip that shot pre across the mottled chest. The wolf blushed at seeing the dog's arousal before he pushed the labrador away.

The dog growled and batted at Ralph's arm as the wolf sat up to reach for a bottle of lube. The labrador's gaze followed the wolf's movements as Ralph got to his hands and knees. Fingers took a dollop of lube and smeared it across his pucker, all the while the labrador barked in excitement and nudged the wolf's side.

"Yeah yeah buddy, it is only fair to get you off. I'm not about to blow you though, I've heard dogs don't taste the best." Ralph said and pushed the labrador away teasing, "but I think you won't mind the alternative."

Ralph shoved the labrador away once again and heard that dog's growl become louder. The dog approached the wolf quickly and Ralph through himself onto his hands and knees. The dog hoisted his front and mounted the wolf, hips thrusting a little ways from the wolf's ass. Ralph pants began quickly, unsure if he really wanted to go through with this. However, he had gone this far with a dog, why not go all the way. The wolf's ear folded back as he reached for the dog's hind legs and pulled the black dog tighter to his ass cheeks. His tail lifted and parted to allow his ass to be exposed. The lab growled and even nipped his neck while the tip of that cock jabed his taint. That hurt and caused Ralph's back to arch away from the jabs; this did the trick however. The new angle allowed the dog's cock to find the lubed pucker and it swiftly plunged forward.

An instant burn rolled through Ralph's spine as that cock slid into him. Hilted, the dog's hips began to bounce and pat Ralph's ass with every firm thrust forward. The wolf moaned and gritted his teeth while he was bred, his cock had began to dribble waves of pre into his sheets. His shaft bounced back and forth while he felt the dog's shaft expand and lengthen within his body. He even began to feel that knot spread his pucker further and further until it locked itself behind it. The knot exploded in size and caused Ralph's ass to become overwhelmed with fullness. The labrador panted next to the wolf's head while a warmth rapidly spread deep within the pit of his stomach. The dog's watery pre now being filled with poten, doggy, makers that filled his tunnel full. The copiousness of it was unexpected as he remained locked to the animal. The act in itself was nearly enough to drive him to a second orgasm, but as the labrador remained resting on his back he reached under his body. He encircled behind his knot again and squeezed it, milking himself to the edge once again. The wolf's fur raised as a second, more intense orgasm, painted the sheets beneath him; they'd be ruined by morning.

Exhausted, Ralph collapsed forward and the dog followed. What he found strange was the labrador didn't seem to have the desire to turn tail to tail. Instead, the dog seemed content to be locked and spooned against the wolf's body. The wolf didn't mind this either and even pulled those front arms tighter around his chest. He didn't need sheets as the warmth of the dog behind him radiated warmth like a space heater. Ralph reached for the boxers and gave them a look before he chucked them off the side of the bed. Instead he reached for his bedside drawer and reached into it. He found a large breakaway collar and brought it behind him. He clasped the collar around the dog's neck and adjusted the positioning.

"I'm keeping you boy." he said sleepily.

A restful sleep awarded the young wolf who felt a near continuous glow throughout his body. The sun's light began to shine through the slats of blinds, the house quiet in the early morning. Well mostly quiet with the acception of subtle moans that came from Ralph's room. Ralph's dream was vivid as the scent of his father had returned to his snout, smeared across his nose and inescapable. He felt a warmth surround his cock and dreamt his father's ass hovered over his cock. Hips slowly lowered and taking more of his son's shaft deep into his body. Ralph reached forward to grip his father's cheeks, squeezing them, kneading them, it felt real.

The wolf above him smiled and said, "love you son."

Ralph sighed and bent his legs to dig his heels into the mattress. Hips gave a testing thrust upward that caused his father to moan.

"I love you too dad, you're so hot."

"Then fuck me son." his father said.

Ralph growled and gripped his father's ass tight while his hips began to thrust into that tight, hot, embrace. The moans along with the wet squelch of his cock while it slid in and out of the older wolf's hole was so sexy to the young wolf. His knot bounced against the pucker and threatened to breach the ring with each lift of his hips. Ralph's growled possessively as he took his father's hole, but the dream was broken when he felt several splashes of hot liquid on his chin. Eyes opened in time to feel his father's ass grind tight against his knot and slip it in. The wolf moaned and groaned as instinct forced his hips up and tight beneath his father's actual tail. Balls drained themselves into the older wolf who sat astride him, his own cock in hand while it fired the last dregs of an orgasm.

Sinclair's snout beamed with a wide smile as he looked down at his son in the throws of an orgasm. He could feel it filling his body with warmth as he leaned forward to press their snouts together. Ralph kissed back out of impulse, their tongue tickled each other for a minute before Sinclair pulled back.

"This is still a dream right?" Ralph said as he looked up at his father.

The older wolf shook his head, "nope, this is real."

Ralph's ears flicked before his eyes landed on his father's chest. A golden tag hung from a breakaway collar on his neck. Eyes shot open in realization that this was for sure not a dream. Ralph attempted to squirm away from his father but found his knot kept him in place.

"Easy son," Sinclair said, "I guess I have some explaining to do." The wolf looked bashful despite being balls deep on his son's cock. "Good news is, I won't be missing your graduation anytime soon."