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The brown and cream wolfdog shut the door behind him and shrugged off his bag. Novak kicked off his work shoes while loosening his tie. He went down the white buttons, popping them one by one until he could shed the blue dress shirt. Damn dress clothes were always so constricting. The wolfdog slid out of his pants, leaving him standing in his doorway in naught but a pair of black boxer-briefs with blue trim.

Novak scooped up his pile of work clothes and headed towards the bedroom, dumping them unceremoniously into a laundry basket. The basket didn't overflow yet, but, he was about one day away from hitting that point, and he was not looking forward to it. He groaned quietly and stretched his arms above his head.

What else was on the docket tonight? Probably dinner, relaxing, perhaps some games, the usual. The wolfdog then remembered to dig through his dress pants for his phone. He hadn't sent it through the wash yet, and wanted to keep it that way. Novak sat on his bed, kicking back and letting the velvet, deep purple covers bunch up around him.

He pulled his phone up and idly browsed through local news and checked what new videos he'd have to catch up on. A clawed finger hesitantly hung over one particular app he hadn't used in a few months. You could only feel so much dignity clicking on an app called "Poundr." Did he really want to go through this again?

"Fuck it," he muttered under his breath.

He clicked the icon. All at once a large assortment of pictures filled the screen (mostly of half-naked men), along with the screeching, damning cacophony of notifications and messages that had been left unanswered for the last three months. He cringed until the onslaught was over. When he could hear again, he opened one eye to get a better look at the screen. There was no immediate surprise with what he saw.

Of the 24 or so pictures on the screen, roughly half were shirtless guys with no face. A handful or two either had a vague picture or no profile picture at all. And even fewer had just simple pictures that included their face. A few were framed with the notification that he had received a message, so he scrolled over to the message area. A frown tugged down his muzzle a little as he saw how many just listed that there was a photo. That wasn't usually a good sign.

Most of the messages were around two months old, but one or two were more recently. And, unsurprisingly, the majority of them just seemed to want a quick suck and fuck. One guy was a shredded German Shepherd who had angled the camera from below just right to show off his cock. He saw another from a lithe lynx who took a shot from above of his toned chest. Novak had to admit that some of the guys were attractive, at least just based on their pictures alone. And so he kept scrolling, ignoring the slight pressure in his boxer-briefs.

He was interrupted by another chirping notification. The wolfdog scrolled to the top of his messages and saw a picture of a black and white canine that had a playful smirk painted on his white muzzle. Novak shrugged his shoulders and tapped the message.

"hey there! how is your night going? hard to believe it's so dark already," the mystery canine's message said.

"Yeah, I get what you mean. But, I don't mind it, I personally like the dark. It's so much quieter. But, I'm doing okay, thanks for asking. How are you?" Novak typed back.

"i am doing great man. glad that i am not the only one who likes it! it gets way too hot in the day. night = cooler. i always prefer colder things so it works for me!"

"Yeah, I gotcha. I like the cold too. Gives a good excuse to just stay inside and relax I think. Though, I'd probably just end up staying inside and playing games. Would do stuff outside, but, it's not as fun by myself." Novak stretched on the bed.

"i get that. i don't do too much stuff outside either. but i want to get better about it. what type of games do you like to play? i LOVE night spirit, it's my favorite game ever, and the music is the BEST! like legit i could listen to it all day! music is one of the most important things to me!"

The wolfdog chuckled to himself, before turning onto his side. He rested on one elbow, getting comfortable while he texted the other canine. "Ha, I tend to like strategy games. Or story driven games. I haven't played the Crying Devil series, but I heard it's pretty good. The type of games I'm really bad at are real-time multi-player or shooters."

"that's okay! shooters aren't for everyone. but, even though a lot of the games i play have guns, doesn't mean they're shooters. they tend to use a lot of combos and stuff in the combat. i imagine you are talking about the first-person kind? i don't play a ton of those. i like strategy games too! it's just so nice to have a night in where you can bundle up, play games, and just relax. i bet you like to do that too, right?

"oh, jeez, i talk a lot,

"i apologize."

Novak laughed a bit at that. His tail began to swish back and forth as he typed. "I agree with almost all of those things. But, you're all good, no need to apologize. Though, it does make you sound pretty cute. The name is Novak, by the way."

There was a small halt to the conversation. The wolfdog frowned again, one ear tilting back. Perhaps he had been a little too forward with that? He waited for a few more minutes. Just when he contemplated closing the app, a notification went off.

"sorry, i was just moving to my room. but i am pretty sure that you're a lot cuter than me! call me konat. just your friendly neighborhood folf, heh!"

The wolfdog quirked an eyebrow. This folf had supposedly moved to his bedroom. Maybe it was time to see if he could push just a little bit more.

"Imagine that," he began typing, "I'm in my room too. Here, I'll show you a pic." The wolfdog selected the photo icon, chose to take a new one, flipped the screen, set it on a timer, and then pulled it away from himself. When the camera clicked, it snapped a picture of himself. Per the usual sharing-photos-on-the-internet aesthetic, it showed the wolfdog from the neck down. It captured his cream, toned chest, framed by brown fur that ran along his arms, all the way down to the upper half of his black boxers. He sent the picture and added a coy, "so what do you think?" to it.

Now was the moment of truth. He liked the guy so far, and he hoped he wasn't pushing things too far too fast. But, lonely nights and text made it hard to judge. He waited a bit more before he saw the typing icon appear again. He hadn't scared this Konat off yet, thank goodness.

"hmm, well, i think your angle is a bit off. doesn't really show off your room the best but i think i sill like the view. :3 the purple sheets are a nice touch"

Novak grinned and his fingers quickly dove in to reply. "Well, I only got a passing grade in photography. Perhaps you can show me a few pointers? But at least you found something you liked in it. :P"

Just as he hit send, a picture popped up. He clicked and saw the folf in a more... revealing situation. The white fur that stretched from his chin past where the bottom of the photo was did little to hide his firm chest and stomach. From what he could tell, the rest of him was covered in night-black fur. Konat had a cocky grin on his white muzzle, and that smile even touched his blue eyes. Novak's ears perked, however, when he noticed that the folf's ear-tips were blue, just like his. Sure, they were a different shade, but, the similarity was a bit uncanny. If only the picture didn't end with the folf's underwear he could see if they had _more_in common.

The wolfdog cleared his throat when he heard another notification blip. He closed the image and read it. "Haha, don't know if I could help with your grades. I could give you some pointers for sure tho! for one, I think you could get a better effect if I got to see that handsome face of yours"

So he was either playing the game, or gently trying to move the conversation. But, the shirtless pic said it was definitely more of the former. Alright, Novak could play the game too. "Okay, I'll send you one. But our ear markings better not make us related or me liking you is gonna get a lot more awkward."

The wolfdog quickly snapped another pick so that the folf could see his cream muzzle, the brown stripe running from his nose to between his eyes, his fluffy chocolate-brown headfur, and the blue that climbed up half of his ears. He had to take a second picture when his smile in the first seemed forced and wasn't "flirty" enough. He sent that hopeful wish on, aching to see it bear fruit.

Konat's response was quick, "I see why you'd bring up the ear thing. though your relatives are lucky because they probably share your cute smile :3"

Novak's cheeks flushed and he could feel his ears subconsciously tilting backwards. Who the heck was doing the chasing at this point? He rubbed the back of his neck as he stared at the screen for a couple minutes. He didn't know a correct way to respond, so he felt a bit lame with his message of "Heh, thanks! So, what are you up to tonight?"

Another brief pause followed until a picture blinked into existence on his screen. It was of the same folf, but this time from a much lower angle. The message said, "i don't know. You tell me".

But, in truth, the message didn't matter to Novak when he saw a fuzzy, white sheath pulled down to the base of a twitching, maroon, canine cock. He thought he saw a bead of pre dripping from the tip of the folf's length, hovering above that washboard stomach. His white balls looked heavy and ready for release. The wolfdog was immediately mesmerized, a low growl emanating from his throat as he licked his lips, feeling his sheath swelling in his boxer-briefs. He grunted, glancing down just long enough to decide to pull back his underwear and grip his cream-colored sheath. With a squeeze and a few tugs, his red tip peaked out. He set down his phone just long enough to hook both thumbs in his underwear, pushing the boxer-briefs down to his ankles before haphazardly kicking them away.

"Mmmph, to me, it looks like whatever you're doing could use a bit of assistance~" the wolfdog messaged back, his eyes still darting back to the image above. Novak reached back down and pre coated his pawpads. He pulled his sheath down, exposing himself the rest of the way. He angled his phone again and took another picture, this time letting the folf get an eyeful instead. "While I'd much prefer to assist you using my muzzle, I suppose this will have to do for now~"

Once more there was a bit of a delay, but, he was fine with that. It gave him more time to ogle some of the treasures he'd been granted tonight. He swiped between the most recent two pictures. Konat did have a really cute smile, the way his lips cocked into a smug grin, the tilted ear, those blue eyes. He flicked back to the most recent picture. Plus, the folf looked like he had a cock that would certainly be a mouthful. Not that Novak minded of course. He stroked himself with a bit more effort as his imagination took wing.

Another notification brought him back. "i think you'd be good with that muzzle of yours, heh. but you were right, this is almost as good~"

"I guess I owe you a nice, warm muzzle around your cock then," Novak grinned as he sent that message. He groaned as his squeezed the base of his wolfhood, a drop of pre leaking from his tip and dripping onto his furred stomach.

"i'll hold you to that, sexy. so, are you always this subby and easy to tease?"

The wolfdog chuckled. "Not always. But, sometimes a guy just knows what buttons to press. Kudos to being one of them. Pretty sure you wouldn't be making fun of me though if I was climbing onto your lap and pressing myself down on that big cock you've got."

"you got me there. i'm pretty sure if you were in that position that i'd rest my paws on your hips and help ease you down. after all, don't want to make you too sore since i plan to rut you a few times ;P"

Novak panted as he stroked himself faster. It felt like a competition now to see who could get the other off first. It didn't help when Konat sent a close up of his glistening cock with a strand of pre hanging from the tip. The wolfdog bit his lip and returned the favor, from a different angle of course.

"As long as you promise to make me beg for it, you won't hear any complaint from me," Novak began, "after all, a good boy needs to please the best he can. And that's a dickresponsibility I'm willing to take."

"don't worry. you'll get a chance to take each inch, babe~" Konat responded.

The wolfdog grunted, squeezing the base of his forming knot as his breath came a bit quicker, the room heating up around him. He let out a small sigh when he had to distract himself with typing. "Too bad we're both pretty far into this already, or I'd jump at the chance to do that now," he thought for a moment more, which was a lot more difficult when all he wanted to do was be pinned down and fucked, "heh, if you promise that you'll fill me up, I think I can live with that."

This time he lifted up one of his legs, snaking his arm underneath. He had to change the view of the camera as he did his best to get of his pert rump. It took a bit more stretching and gymnastics than he normally did on a weeknight, but he was able to get a pic of his cream-colored orbs above his taint along with the curve of his tailcheeks that disappeared into the bed, his tail laid flat.

"This is can be yours~" he added in the caption.

Konat sent an image back, as if it was from his point of view. The image showed his chest at the bottom, leading up his white torso to that maroon cock, and showing a pair of strong legs and a wagging tail towards the top. He had drawn a crude arrow towards his dick. "and this is where i'm imagining you at. right where you belong ;P"

Novak swallowed, rubbing his stomach, claws gently brushing the skin before wrapping his paw around his cock, squeezing and pumping, adding more pressure as he sucked in a breath. "Nngh, I think you're getting me close thinking about that," he hastily typed out.

The wolfdog continued touching himself. The pre stuck to his paw, making it easier to glide up and down his member, albeit a bit louder on each stroke, and certainly more musky. His knot swelled as his breath came quicker, his eyes closing as he could see those images in his mind's eye. But he inserted himself into the images, seeing how his body fit with the folf's, his ass spread around that tapered tip as it slid into him. Gods, he could imagine just how it would feel to have that hot, throbbing length inside him. He let himself get carried away on that wave of bliss. His back arched as he gripped his knot harder. Novak dropped his phone while he rubbed his knot, his other paw furiously rubbed up and down his twitching, drooling length. He groaned, moaning louder as he teased his tip now, biting his lower lip. That lust-filled pressure built up in his heavy balls as he started to buck upwards.

"Nnngh, fuuck..." he bit out under his breath. His body jolted, his nerves electric as his dick throbbed once more in his paw before spurting a thick glob of cum across his chest and stomach. He barked out as the pleasure flowed through his body from the tips of his toes and up as he unloaded all over himself. Each spurt of seed was slightly less than the last until he finally could think again. He panted heavily from the exertion, everything suddenly feeling sensitive.

But, he couldn't leave his new beau high and dry. Even though it took more effort than normal, he picked up his phone and unlocked it. He saw a message from Konat saying "heh, really? well make a nice mess for me then, hun." Novak looked down at his cum-stained chest and stomach and chuckled. He had done just that. But, what was his word when he could show some proof? He cocked a grin and took one more picture, showing the folf just how much of a mess he had made.

"HOT" was the reply.

Then after that, there was a suspicious delay in messages. The wolfdog grinned, coming down from his afterglow. He sat up slowly, swinging his legs over the bed and being as careful as he could not to drip everywhere on his way to the bathroom. If he had been smart, he would have brought something to clean up to the bed, but, urges don't always have reason.

Thank goodness it was a short walk to the bathroom, and less than a minute later his phone was sitting on the counter as he splashed water from the sink onto his fur before trying to groom it out. When he was halfway done, his phone went off with another notification. He finished cleaning himself up and patted his fur dry before answering it.

"guess you can see what you did to me too~" Konat responded, showing a picture of his mess. True, his white chest and stomach made it hard to tell, but, he could also see some white streaks that were coating his black-furred sides.

"Heh, very sexy~" Novak typed back. rubbed the towel against his still stiff member and shivered. He left the bathroom, returning to his bed and curling up in the violet sheets. "Hey, so, do you think you were actually serious about potentially doing something?"

He rubbed his neck, staring intently at the screen. He knew that the folf was still cleaning up, so as the minutes ticked by, he tried his best to keep cool. If he started messaging me, he'd scare the guy off. He'd learned that lesson before. The wolfdog was annoyed by his own audible sigh of relief when he got another message.

"yeah, sure! i don't offer for nothing :3"

"Oh, good!... So, I know it's only Wednesday, but, did you have any plans for your weekend?" was Novak's message. He hovered his thumb over the "Send" icon. Was he going to fast? Fuck, why did this all have to be so awkward and complicated? He sent the message and immediately hit the power button on his phone. He climbed under the covers of his bed and rolled over, pulling a body pillow to his chest and squeezing it. As much as he told himself he didn't care, his ears were still perked, awaiting some answer, some sort of validation.

The minutes ticked by. Every thirty seconds felt like ten minutes. He unlocked his phone one more time, getting ready to exit the app when he saw one more message.

"was getting back to bed. i think i'm free Saturday? wanna try a nice dinner? i'd like to get to know the guy behind the screen before i try to see how loud i can make him moan ;P"

Novak's heart skipped a bit. He smiled, "that sounds awesome, Konat. I imagine we're both really tired. Here's my number, and we can text the details tomorrow?"

"sounds good, novak. good night :3"

"Heh, good night. Sweet dreams. Talk to you soon. :)" Novak gently put his phone down on the nightstand. He then looked at his clock. Fuck, it was only 7pm. He groaned and pulled back the covers. Dinner wasn't going to make itself, and he needed to forget the fact he had just told the guy he was starting to like "good night" when they both were probably still gonna be up for hours. He laughed to himself. The wolfdog couldn't really complain. Konat seemed like a pretty nice guy.

And he had a date to look forward to.

~The End

3/22/19

By: Novak "Walto"