That which makes one submit...
Growling and swearing obscenities to himself a muscular wolf wearing a grey football jersey and torn blue jean shorts finally decided that enough was too much! His brain was actually starting to hurt now and he could barely stop himself from throwing a tantrum. Snatching up his calculus book and snapping it close the large lupine chucked it over against the far wall of his room and smiled when the book flew open making the pages dance wildly in the air before dropping into the trash bin below. Pumping his grey furred fist up and down into the air the lupine gave a triumphant snort before throwing both of his feet up onto his desk and folding his arms behind his shaggy head.
"Screw homework!" He said before reaching a foot over and clicking on the mouse on the left side of his crossed legs. The wolf point and clicked the 'x' to close out the open file he had started in Excel without saving his unfinished work and then opened his internet browser.
"Porn time!" The wolf cheered while going to his favorites and scrolling down to one of his saved video files. A double-click later brought up a media window with two twinky looking lizard guys dressed in schoolgirl uniforms.
Just as he was getting ready to play the movie that was, of course, the exact moment when his boyfriend popped his silver muzzle into the room, saw what the wolf was trying to do, and then waved a finger at the large lupine in admonishment. The mocking tone was evident as the wolf's boyfriend smiled mischievously and then stuck more of his body into the room.
"Awww, poor wolfy getting frustrated so easily...I guess that means that I win our little bet." The fox jeered as he pulled himself entirely into his boyfriend's room to stand with his shoulders crossed over his naked silver chest with a smug superior smile splitting his muzzle all the way across.
The grey wolf instantly dropped his feet to the floor and then hastily dropped the open window before pulling up his previous program file. Thankfully the auto-save feature had recovered most of the work he had tried to do just in time for the silver fox to saunter over with his usual swagger and then lean his head on top of his boyfriend's head and then snuggle his arms underneath the grey jersey to rub at the wolf's chest and pinch his black nipples underneath his dense fur.
The seven and a half foot tall wolf murred as he enjoyed the hard caresses of his boyfriend's paws and began to kick his right leg up frantically and loll his tongue from his lips in pleasure. For someone who weighed three hundred and eighty pounds of muscle and could tackle another fur into the ground without much effort most wouldn't expect that the larger wolf could be subdued so easily. If anyone else had tried to touch him in such a way they wouldn't have gotten such a warm reception though, so maybe it was just something about the fox's touch that made the wolf turn into a pile of goo when he felt those almost dainty paws run over the grey fur of his pecs on down to his abdomen.
"You're cheating Lyle, but damnit don't stop." The wolf moaned as his boyfriend continued to stroke him in such intimate ways that it made him wonder just how much he was gonna suffer when the 'cuddly moment', as the wolf referred to such moments before he was going to end up doing something completely humiliating and ego crushing, came to an end.
Lyle was unscrupulous when it came to using his wolf boyfriend as a toy to get his way. More often than not it left the wolf panting and drooling in desire as he found himself sinking into some kind of abyss of pleasure and obedience. Of course by the time he finished his thoughts Lyle was already nibbling along the groves one of his pointed ears, usually the right one first before using his sharp fangs to nip a trail along the left shell. Moaning and hissing the wolf began to kick his foot up even quicker against the hardwood floor making a drumming tempo resound throughout the room.
And then everything came to a stop within the next second...
"I'm not cheating puppy and since you lost, fair and square, you're gonna be my cute stud slave and submissive at the party tonight. So get out of those clothes, hop in the shower and make sure to wash up EVERY last inch of your handsome body because tonight baby, I own your ass!" The silver fox whispered deliciously before he nipped his boyfriend's ear. Pulling himself back from within the lupine's personal bubble the fox headed back out the door with a flicker of his silver tail and a swish of his thin waist.
The wolf was still panting heavily minutes afterwards as he found his leg stopping its rampant beating and his tongue furling back into his maw. The lupine was sure that the fox must be some kinda magician now; there was no way anyone could do these things to him without some form of magic. It was just too...surreal to even begin with.
"Oh and Kenny, make sure to scrub out your tailhole and get anything that doesn't belong in there out with the enema kit. I plan to have your ass around my cock for most of the night after the party...or maybe during depending on how things progress." 'Kenny', aka Kenneth, grumbled and growled as he raised up his left fist and clenched his black claws deeply into the pad of his hand as he felt his blood boil at his boyfriend's silly dominant attitude.
Foxes were supposed to be docile towards wolves!
"And no, foxes are only docile because we're always thinking about how to top you big, strong, and slightly overbearing wolves. Not because we are submissive." Lyle said from outside of the room as if reading his boyfriend's mind.
"How does he do that?" Kenneth scowled before closing out the Excel file, making sure to save his work this time, and then switched off his computer. No sense in bothering to get yiffy now...he was soon going to be in a world of yiff in the next couple of hours anyway...something that did not bring any form of joy to his mind.
Kenneth 'Kenny' Carmen was the only child of Lidia and Jacob Carmen, a seventeen year old, three hundred and eighty pounds of muscles, seven foot six sophomore who was currently attending Ever Mill High,. A star middle linebacker for the football team, one of the two top champions of his high school's wrestling team, as well as a pro guitarist. Outside of his skills on the sports team and his sense of rhythm with a guitar the wolf was handy with anything physical such as fixing household appliances, babysitting, garden care and so on while also being one of the friendliest lupines anyone could meet.
Even though Kenneth was one of the popular jock in Ever Mill he didn't discriminate and got along with anyone he met no matter their social circle. He was the kind of guy that didn't know what a stranger was. In his own words:
"Everybody out there is a friend I haven't met yet, but that's only because I'm stuck in class."
Speak to Kenneth for ten minutes and you instantly became someone in his inner circle. Girls flocked off of him like grapes from a vine because of his muscles and charming looks and all the guys all wanted to be near him because of the heavy charisma he seemed to ooze from his pours drawing them like moths to the proverbial flame. Given that Kenneth had recently came out as being openly gay it made some of the more closeted tailraisers in the school more comfortable with coming out and accepting their homosexuality. It also helped that anyone dumb enough to talk trash about Kenneth on or off the field got good common sense beaten into them so the other gay furs didn't have to worry about being picked on after Kenneth handled a few of his more rowdy football and wrestling teammates who tried to give him a hard time.
All in all Kenneth was the best kind of wolf to have as a friend and companion however, with all things that seem like gold there was always a tarnish somewhere along the lines to dim the luster of such a noble wolf. And Kenneth's one flaw was: he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed when it came to academics. His grades were just above a 2.1 GPA but that was only because his current boyfriend made him study every night when they were together, which usually was every night. Having parents that were understandable enough to accept Kenneth having a boyfriend was a blessing which the wolf was truly thankful for.
Kenneth study and was tutored under Lyle's critical eye every night before they went to bed and did anything naughty. That frustrated the wolf to no end but it also made him pour out all of his mental energy into getting homework, essays, reports and other projects done in a timely manner. And usually for Kenneth's trouble the lupine was treated to having many of his yiffy fantasies come true with his fox.
But currently the wolf found himself stripping off his clothing inside of the full bathroom on the other side of his room because of his fox. Kenneth's heavy frame of fur and muscle easily slipped into the tub and then found itself drenched in a torrential downpour of hot, steamy water raining from the showerhead. Lyle had conned him into doing his own study session without the fox's aid in return for a full evening of spreading his boyfriend across his sheets, tying the wolf up and using his favorite paddle on the lupin'se bottom for as long as he wanted. Lyle LOVED to be paddled more than anything in the world as it felt so HAWT to him whenever he was bent over his bed like a naughty puppy and spanked. He liked the physical pain of wood hitting him against his soft rear making him whimper and squeal out loud before feeling his sheath and sac getting a few firm smacks from the roaring paddle.
Just thinking about the wooden toy brought a smile to the lupine's muzzle as he spread his legs and tugged over his hard cock while the shower water splattered down on him.
As with all bets, however, if he failed to complete his calculus homework on Excel or got mad and goofed off by doing something else, like watching femmy lizards bois sexing each other, then Kenneth would have to be Lyle's pet the week...starting with tonight by doing exactly what Lyle said all night...no matter how degrading or shameful. It may seem like a lose-lose situation but Kenneth liked to be in the fox's paws and let him enact out of his pleasurable fantasies. Usually they just ended up cuddling or doing something cordial like going out to the movies, the park, the track or the gym. Being a sports player Kenneth was obsessed with the health of his body and his boyfriend's physical ability which meant, more often than not, Lyle was dragged to someplace where they could exercise for hours on end before going home and dropping into bed after a shower.
However, tonight was going to be very different and that fact left a certain silver fox humming contently to himself in the guestroom of the Carmen household. Ironing a pair of black slacks while letting his tail wag behind him like a metronome Lyle thought about all the fun things he had planned for his boyfriend tonight. He definitely knew that he was going to make Kenneth enjoy every second of it by making him squirm to the bottom of his soles. The dress suit was tailored to fit Kenny's large body and hand sown to be as comfortable as possible without any synthetic fabric or materials.
Putting the dress pants on one side of the bed the silver fox continued to hum as he let his mind go over all of his plans for the night. Grabbing the white dress shirt Lyle placed it on his ironing board, grabbed a can of spray starch and began to press into it with the hot metal taking turns between spraying and ironing to get the perfect crisp. Chuckling to himself, Lyle didn't think his boyfriend even realized he had an iron under his bed all this time.
Lyle Reeves James LaHar, fifteen year old sophomore, eldest of six siblings and future heir to the wealth of the LaHar Company that his family had made and kept for over six generations. At six foot five inches Lyle was comparatively very unassuming young fur when compared to his boyfriend. He weighed an even two hundred and fifty pounds of lean muscle, he was particularly smart in academics but more of a quiet kind of young man that one really didn't take notice of until he spoke up. Lyle was the kind of person who seemed to disappear from the radar if he was left to his own devices. He rarely made contact with others in school, not being the social butterfly like his boyfriend, he didn't play sports, nor did he do anything with an interesting flair at all. Honestly, when he and Kenneth actually spoke for the first time the wolf had thought that the fox was a transfer student that the teacher forgot to tell everyone about. It was like one day the seat on the far right was empty and then the next day there Lyle was. Quiet and reserved as ever. No one really knew anything personal about him other than he was a top student in all his classes with little interest in anything going on around him.
Lyle had come from a very ridge background with a lot of social civility drawn into his early life. He had, almost from birth, been groomed to create a proper and stout visage in public so that he could uphold the family name with great aptitude for when the day came that he would lead the house of the LaHar family. From learning how to eat with good tables manners at the age of three, to how to maximize his time when bored with puzzles and logistic games once he entered kindergarten at age of five, he had even been taught how to diaper change and babysit his first sibling when he reached the age of six in the hopes that one day he would be an attractive candidate who would capture a cultured female's eye, marry early and have kits by the time he reached twenty-five. Everything about his home life was ordered and calculated down to the letter. He and his siblings were polite, articulate, intelligent and modest to a fault.
Now normally one would think that such a contrast of two such odd personas it would be impossible for these two to even be able to have a meaningful conversation without making the other, or Kenneth rather, very uncomfortable. This would have been true if someone looked on the surface, however, underneath the almost sociopathic persona he wore, there was another side to the vulpine that drew Kenneth like he drew others towards himself.
Lyle was ...to put it gentle...a freak.
Not because of any deformities.
Not because of cool and calm mannerisms.
Not even because he was a silver fox.
No, Lyle was a freak because he almost schizophrenic kinds of tendencies when it came to being with Kenneth, or Kenny as he often referred to the wolf as. It wasn't anything abusive or psychologically damaging but the fox could go from a cool and aloof façade to one of infinitely depthless passion and sensuality to someone who manipulatively controlled the flow of Kenneth's thoughts and dominated the wolf's soul.
It sounds almost impossible but it was true. Take for instance the first time that Kenneth invited Lyle over to his house. The fox had been his usual quiet and apathetic self as the wolf lead him around the mediocre suburban house sometimes going as far as to sniff search certain rooms before shelling himself up in his anti-social barrier and seeming to dismiss the current area. It was when they toured Kenneth's room that things got...interesting.
Kenneth wasn't sure this was such a good idea anymore as he found himself almost exasperated with the fox. Nothing seemed to impress him! Though they didn't have much but the Carmen's did do the best with what they had and made it into something to be proud of. The grey wolf led Lyle into his room and then did the usual spiel before he noticed that the fox was looking to his bed in an odd manner. It was like he was surveying the mattress for something but Kenneth didn't know what...so he asked,
"Something the matter with the bed?"
"No, not at all. It's a simple and honest sleeping area. I can just smell a lot of things coming from off of the sheets though." Lyle spoke before turning away from the wolf's bed and then walking up to him with his arms crossed over his solar plexus.
"So...OH! Well yeah...I do THAT a lot an' all. Heh. Sorry, I forgot to wash the sheets this week so all you smell is 100% musky wolf. Does it...bother...you...? What are you doing?" Lyle had unfurled his arms and reached out to hug the bigger fur before burying his silver head into the blue t-shirt the lupine was wearing. Reaching underneath the shirt the fox ran his clawed hands over the plains of Kenneth's chest fur while rubbing large circles over the dense and hard muscles underneath, almost soothingly so.
"I'm just marking over my territory in my head. I want to be sure that I map out every inch of your body before I make you my boyfriend." Lyle said simply as if it was the only thing he could be doing and not molesting the wolf.
Kenneth was a sucker for belly and chest rubs and his long tail whipped around behind him swishing through the air like a blade as his eyes slid into half mast. His pointed ears lowered onto his head and then the lupine found his breaths coming out in hard pants just as his tongue seeped from between his muzzle to hang limply while drool dribbled down from it. Not really aware of it the wolf soon found his body being directed by the sneaky fox towards his bed and soon he was seated upon his king size mattress with Lyle still stroking him.
The fox never stopped touching the wolf he was about to claim but instead he drew closer, so much so that his own body heat seeped through his clothing to mesh with Kenneth's own outer warmth.
"I'm going to claim you, wolf. I've wanted you since I first laid my eyes on you when you were on the playing field getting all hot and sweaty while tackling those other boys. Don't you know how mad I was when I saw you laying on the ground over them? I wanted to punish you so badly for playing with my feelings like that but its ok. I'm gonna make sure that from now on you and going to be my wolf alone unless I feel like sharing you with someone. You want that wolf? You want me to be the alpha male in your life?" Lyle's voice was mesmerizing as he quietly crooned into Kenneth's ears.
The wolf was feeling so much pleasure from the hands stroking him that he barely registered much of anything but he didn't feel like he was in any danger in the fox's presence. Though they had just met and really became associated with one another Kenneth was at ease with everything that was happening. Even more so when Lyle began to take off his t-shirt and then unzip the black jeans he was wearing. Kenneth was naked within two minutes and as the fox kept rubbing him and stroking along his body he happily let the other have complete control. In the back of his mind Kenneth knew he could wrestle the smaller fur down and then put him in place whenever he wanted but now wasn't the time. First he wanted to feel everything the little vulpine could dish out. No way could a fox be an alpha: that would be like a rabbit running a wolf pack.
Impossible!
"No be good and undress me, you sexy wolf. Make your alpha feel good by doing exactly what he tells you from now until when I tell you not to." Kenneth nodded as he reached out with his large paws to unbutton and uplift the vulpine's dress shirt from around his lithe body. Lyle used what force he deemed necessary to push the wolf back onto his bed before moving his dark paws up to caress Kenneth's shoulders as the lupine began to unbutton his cargo pants and then push them down from around the slim silvery white hips of his new alp-boyfriend!
Lyle helped his wolf by easing his dress shoes from around his footpaws and then lightly letting them hit the floor. Dipping a clawed toe into the collar of socks Lyle loosened and slid the silk off of his feet to drop over his shoes while wiggling his hips and letting his pants descend to rest with his other clothing. Once he was fully naked Lyle murred and reached his hands up to rub over Kenneth's ears while breathing into them before he...
The rest of the evening was kept locked away inside of Lyle's mind as he cherished the special moment when he enchanted his boyfriend and marked his body. Oh but Lyle was no rapist. He never once touched Kenneth on any place below the navel. The fox was far too careful to make the moment between them anything less than euphoric. Kenneth had been in such a daze that he obeyed every command that the vulpine had given him which mostly consisted of licking Lyle across the face and neck on down to his shoulder blades but never lower. After Kenneth had come back to himself later on that evening he found himself snuggled up to Lyle with the smaller fox nuzzling against his throat. He had to blink because confusion settled over him as he recalled erything that had happened and what everything meant but when he finally pieced together the puzzle of events he found that he wasn't upset or betrayed by what the fox had done.
He actually agreed to it all on his own free will. That was the first time he wondered could the fox really be the alpha of their relationship but he shook that thought away. Instead of questioning it further the muscular wolf wrapped his broad arms around the precious form curled next to him, wrapping his tail over his bundle and then placed his head across Lyle's muzzle while breathing in the scent that was imprinted on his tastes. Kenneth never noticed the single gold eye that had opened and evaluate the features on his sleeping face but he did murr quietly when a warm paw rubbed his navel.
Memory serving him correctly, as it always did, nothing intimate happened for the next several weeks of their new relationship_._ The most major change that had happened afterwards was that Kenneth seemed to be more outgoing and happier day after day while Lyle remained the same outwardly. The wolf would become affectionate with the fox in the hallways, sometimes licking Lyle on the nose in passing in front of a crowd or even waving to him on the field before and after practice to make sure he captured a heartwarming smile from the vulpine before going on to tackle one of his teammates. At lunch he sat next to the fox drawing his crowd of friends over to be around Lyle and after school both would hang out in the library where Lyle would help Kenneth with his homework whenever he had a problem he couldn't decipher or understand. The times when they weren't at school in the afternoon the two would make their way to Kenneth's house and stay there all evening either playing video games, Lyle was a master at race cars and pool while Kenneth dominated in football and basketball, or watching a movie, listening to music, studying, or sometimes just lying together in bed listening to one another breathe.
Some days the fox would spend the night and some days he wouldn't. He had to go and stay home more often than not so at the middle of the night someone would come for him and pick him up. Kenneth wasn't sure who it was since most of the time he would be half asleep and left to lie in bed with a pillow smelling like his fox to comfort and help him back into slumber. Kenneth that he never bothered to ask about Lyle's home life because it seemed like he didn't have one to the wolf, the fox was either in school or with him for the majority of the school year and even during breaks. Those times when Lyle would stay over for a couple of days always proved to be fun with the fox giving him massages or getting to know the wolf's parents better. He also never once bothered to ask his boyfriend about going over to the fox's house to spend some time. Lyle's home was where Kenneth was, or at least that seemed to be the theme they both shared.
Lyle cringed as he thought about home. Home was a foreign place. A place that was almost esoteric to him. So far away far from his wolf it made Lyle shake visibly as he gripped the handle of the iron so hard that he cracked the plastic. Feeling the sharp, broken pieces dig into his paw pad Lyle turned the iron off and set the can of starch down onto the floor. He had finished with Kenneth's new shirt and he had already ironed his own clothing for the evening. Making sure to place the dress shirt on the bed the fox unplugged the iron and then wrapped the cord around it and set it down by the side of the guest bed before breathing deeply and centering his mind on a more pleasant thought like,
The first time that Lyle and Kenneth had been physical intimate beyond the nightly grooming and petting was on a rainy Sunday when the fox had been dropped off by the bus a block away from where Kenneth lived. Lyle remembered that day very fondly,
It had been raining nonstop ever since Saturday evening. The clouds up above looked so dark that it seemed that the sun would never break through the overhanging gloom. A bleak and dismal morning stretched all the way into the middle of the day but that hadn't deterred Lyle from coming out. Nor had the heavy downpour of cold rain changed the course of said fox's earlier destination as he carried with him a large, black suitcase made of tanned gator skin in his right paw while he let his other hand deflected the raindrops that eagerly wanted to drown his eyes. The wind howled over his almost nude form as the silver fox walked down the block with his tight fishnet shirt on soaked to his chest like second skin the same as the waterlogged shorts he was wearing. He had gone barepawed today, not odd for furs since shoes were more of a formality that necessity, and let the rain baptize him for the trail he had planned to undertake today.
By the time he got to 1365 Circle May Drive Lyle had cast all of his doubts away like an old memory unwanted in his mind. Knocking on the door found a towering male wolf even bigger than his boyfriend towering over him. The male blinked as he realized that the waterlogged person in front of him was real and then hauled the rain soaked vulpine up by his scruff into the house to the master bathroom down the hall before dropping him off and telling him to "make right his appearance before he got a tanned hide". Lyle chuckled as he found the fatherly actions of the older Carmen entertaining before he placed his briefcase onto the lowered lid of the toilet clothing onto the floor and began to undress himself. The clothing splattered onto the ground and soon Lyle pulled back the curtain to step into the cold bathtub. Turning on the hot water the silver fox began to wash the cold rain from off of his fur and let the heat from the hot water soak into his bones dispelling the chill that had been creeping into his system.
Ten minutes later Lyle was out of the bathtub standing in front of a 'miffed' looking grey wolf male holding a towel in his paws and a scowl in his eyes. Lyle took the leisurely took the towel and tossed it over his briefcase before looking up at his boyfriend and then staring into his warm honeyed eyed. A contest of wills raged as Kenneth found himself aggravated, irritated and generally pissed off that his boyfriend would walk in this weather instead of calling to have the wolf pick him up. Lyle just looked as cool as he always did but his eyes shone with a warmth that made the wolf slowly come to accept his boyfriend's crazy decision.
Shaking his head and snorting the muscular grey wolf reached around the fox to grab for the discarded towel before a firm hand stopped him. Pulling himself back in front of the vulpine Kenneth cocked his head and opened his mouth to ask before he found himself sniffing. A woodsy musk permeated the bathroom making the bigger male bend down and eagerly sniff around to find the source of the smell on his fox's body What came next was only natural as Kenneth licked his tongue out lapping up the warm droplets of water on the other's muzzle.
_Lyle stood there in the middle of the bathroom dripping wet as he let Kenneth administer to him with basic lupine expertise while basking in the feeling of that broad and wet tongue swallowing ever drop of moisture on his fur. Over his cheeks and down the length of Lyle's muzzle Kenneth let his tongue adventure against the contours of his boyfriend's neck and shoulders sucking the shower water into himself in exchange for his boyfriend's pleasure and comfort. The smell from before was everywhere on the fox making Kenneth nuzzle into the damp fur to get more of it into his senses. In their time together neither had bothered to take a shower together alternating between bathing one at a time and then drying under the furdryer. Now however, the large grey wolf found that he loved the smell of wet vulpine. It made his head spin and his knees felt weak. Licking faster and longer the muscular lupine found himself wrapping his arms around Lyle and bringing him closer so that he could get at every...single...inch of him. _
A quiet sigh fragmented the mask Lyle wore showing a simple pleased smile from what the wolf was doing. Further down the same tongue trailed getting to every inch of the fox's chest and tummy making the silver vulpine slick yet dry at the same time. When Kenneth found himself at the border between Lyle's waist and his sex, gentle gold eyes looked up for permission. A accepting nod was all that he needed before a warm gasp broke from the Lyle's lips as he felt his Kenneth's touch on his most intimate area. The warmth from the wolf's muzzle made the fox arch and dance on the tips of his feet, his toes claws clicking against the linoleum floor making soft 'ticks' while a heavy groan shuddered up from between the vulpine's chest and throat out of his maw.
Kenneth touched Lyle in a way they both had only dreamed of as the wolf dragged his teasing tongue across the vulpine's sheath and then over his almost pale white testicles. Bouncing the two orbs over his fleshy organ like ripe fruit going further back and under to dig between the downy cheeks of the fox's buttocks and dipping into the line separating the two soft, yet firm cheeks, roving his tongue upwards and finally within as far as he could. Lyle yipped and merfed as he reached out with his right paw onto the top of his wolf's head squeezing over the grey fur to stop him. This wasn't the time for such things, but very soon. Growling at his boyfriend Lyle conveyed his disapproval at such actions before gently helping his wolf to continue with his duty with a soft push.
Kenneth whimpered and folded his ears back but continued on down the form of the vulpine's legs letting the cooling water soak into his maw before drinking down the clean taste belonging to Lyle. Descending quicker than before Kenneth found himself at his boyfriend's feet and looked up before pulling his tongue back and kissing the blackish silver foot, first left and then over to the right in turn.
Lyle murred at this as he sensed the devotion of his wolf through his actions when the wolf sucked and laved over each one of his clawed toes one after another getting his tongue in between the crevices and licking as much moisture away as he could. Lyle's tail waved behind gently as he closed his eyes and let pure sensation take over his mind. The minutes seemed like hours as Kenneth laved each toe with love and admiration while Lyle spread his toes as far as they could go and then raised one foot and then the other to let the wolf kiss and suck on the soles of his footpads.
_A minute later a silent whimper made his moment of ecstasy end too sudden as the Lyle looked down to see his boyfriend on his hands and knees nudging his sides with the blunt of his grey muzzle. Understanding dawned easily as Lyle turned around and let his wolf finish. A happy bark resounded through the room making the vulpine shiver as his spine locked up momentarily before relaxing. The power Kenneth had over him was awe inspiring as the bigger male knelt there happy as a pup to be in his presence. _
In the reverse order Kenneth licked Lyle from the heels of his feet up to his shins drying silver thighs and legs up further until he got to the musky fragrant buttocks of his boyfriend. A silver tail lifted wiping water under Kenneth's chin as Lyle exposed his hidden depths to the wolf. Timidly the lupine delved his nose into the heated flesh letting his cold and wet nostrils play in the hidden valley before he was reminded of his responsibilities by a firm paw from the fox pressing his head forward. Licking over the bubbles of flesh the wolf delved into the heated insides of his boyfriend's tailhole tasting the sweet musk of the clean fox. Reaching out and taking Lyle's hips into his paws Kenneth dug his muzzle in further almost trying to fit his muzzle into the silver fox's anus as he thoroughly explored the other. Lyle couldn't keep his mask in check as he gasped and yowled when his prostate was stroked by that wickedly eager tongue.
_His eyes started to roll up and his toes curled along with the claws of his hands. His tail went ridged as his fur stood up on end. Kenneth was glorious at this as he poured all of his energy into stimulating his boyfriend to a near climax. Lyle's sheath had long since swollen releasing his foxhood but he willed his erection away. This was his wolf's time and not his. This moment was about Kenneth giving a piece of himself to him without being asked or guided. A simple act of free will was more worthwhile than all of the commands given by a dominant partner. _
When the muscular wold felt that he had learned the taste of his boyfriend's inner scent well enough he pulled his muzzle back and licked his snout to get the remaining flavor before returning to drying his fox off. Moving up over the column of Lyle's spine Kenneth danced his tongue right and then left across his back getting the cold drops of dew that were still present. Standing up to reach the length of the vulpine's neck and shoulders Lyle murred from the sensation as they changed from erotic to mind numbing again. By the time Kenneth reached out to lap at Lyle's head a knock rumbled the resonated off of the bathroom door.
The wolf jerked back letting his ears stick up to the top of his head in worry before he noticed that Lyle was grabbing the towel previously offered and the then unseen briefcase before wrapping the cloth around himself . Turning to look at the wolf as he walked towards the door a heated and sultry smile blossomed on Lyle muzzle before he opened the door to which found both Kenneth's parents staring at them in concern...
Lyle chuckled as he listened and watched two older Carmens questioned and sniff over him. It was funny really as the fox told them exactly what happened and got a pair of blank stares for his trouble. Kenneth was mortified as he curled his tail between his legs in preparation of what his parents would say before his boyfriend had taken his paw and guided him from the bathroom to the wolf's bedroom and shutting the door while leaving the two adults to blink and stare at one another.
While not exactly explicit, that was the first time he had ever been touched intimately by another and the first time he and Kenneth had ever taken things to that level of familiarity. But not the last that day...
However there was little time to think about it as Kenneth stepped into the guest room full dry with his wet towel slung over his shoulder and his award winning smile highlighting his grey face.
"So, what did I walk into this time?" Kenneth asked with a joyful tone on his voice. While in the shower he had realized that whatever his boyfriend had in mind the fox wouldn't do anything that he found offensive or harmful. His previous fear had only been because of his bruised ego and uncertainty but remembering who he held almost every night reaffirmed that he would always been in good hands with Lyle.
"Tonight we're going to a strip club and you are going to be the main form of entertainment. Your clothes are right here." Lyle said as he handed a dress suit and shoes to the muscular wolf.
As Kenneth looked at the black and white attire he found himself wondering about his previous statement and for some reason as he continued to think on it...his tail curled between his legs.