The smallest of honestly loving gestures...
This is part 2 to the first story I wrote: http://sofurry.com/page/144523/user
Picture is my own commission, for once, by http://www.furaffinity.net/user/donryu/
Who I am, by the way, eternally grateful to. He got the picture exactly right!
Kenneth squirmed as he sat in the back of the limousine while his boyfriend stared at him in amusement. The bulky wolf filled the frame of the dress clothes to a tee as the seams held snugly onto the contours of his muscular body without popping. The grey wolf found himself grunting as he looked to find the silver fox snickering at him while his golden orbs shimmered merrily in the soft blue light of the black luxury vehicle. Just thinking about being in here on the plush leather seats with the smell of such fine and expensive liquor all around him made the wolf wonder just how much trouble his boyfriend went through for all of this. While Kenneth knew Lyle was well off financially he didn't know just how much so but now he was wondering about it...not that it really matter or would change anything between them but...boyfriends should know certain things about the other, at least to the lupine's thinking. Looking into the eyes of the vulpine Kenneth grunted and tried to keep from fidgeting, not that he was having much success. Damn suit was just too uncomfortable against his fur!
Lyle stopped chuckling for a moment as he noted the more intense look his boyfriend was giving him. While he could guess what was on the other's mind the fox wasn't about to bridge the gap in between them with answers unless directly asked so. He had learned that while some might wish to know the burden of knowledge often lead to more complications that solutions or resolutions. Taking his mind away from the endless list of possible questions his wolf might have Lyle made note of how well the custom tailored suit had been sewn together with the best quality of wool and silk material money could buy. Altogether the white button up shirt and black slacks brought out more of Kenneth's esoteric sophistication as the muscular wolf held himself up with an almost electrifying air around himself.
Lyle was pretty confident in his boyfriend's unknowingness though, Kenneth was very astute when it came to things outside of himself but inner mechanics were often lost on the lupine. Except for his physical heal Lyle was sure that his wolf never really paid much attention to his movie star good looks, raw as they were, with a few touch ups throughout his fur and a little bit of fine tuning to his claws and face Kenneth could be even more dashing than he already was. His charismatic aura pulled others close to him enough so that the wolf always drew the eyes of others wherever he went and Lyle was counting on that tonight as he noticed the streets becoming more crowded with other cars flying past their limo. It was probably providence, per say, that Boehlert was free to drive tonight and that his parents had been away overseas so that he could procure the limousine tonight. The older black tabby was a friend to Lyle, one of the rare few furs who actually understood the vulpine's mind instead of just seeing his surface persona, and went out of the way to do what he could for him.
It was also fortunate that Boehlert was also somewhat of a confident to the fox that he was able to get a faux ID made for Kenneth without arousing too many questions. It would have been bothersome to have to go through extra changes with the bouncers at the particular strip club they were going to but if he had to Lyle was far from afraid to throw his weight around. He did own the club after all...well the building at least. His parents being finicky with letting their fifteen year old son run a place of ill repute with hormone driven males who had less than proper social behavior while in public and instead allowed him to manage the building's upkeep, the books as well as overseeing the revenue generated by the club and payment of the employees.
He was a LaHar after all. Seeing it as his first introduction into the business world his father had given him the seed money to start any kind of business he wanted so long as his mother approved of the decision. Least to say buying the building and renting it out had thrilled the older vixen. Going into business with Eric Dauenhauer and letting the thirty-six year old tiger start a strip club afterwards had almost given her a coronary. Thankfully Lyle's father was more than able to calm his wife down and explain the necessary need for young men to do things on their own with more than a little excitement involved. That both of them didn't realize their son had a taste for the more masculine pieces of flesh often left Lyle amused to no end.
Seeing his boyfriend keeping up his squirming finally made Lyle lean over and up the muscular lupine's chest to gently run his tongue over his wolf's muzzle; the soothing gesture had Kenneth settling down in seconds and start up a deep bass murring in the pit of his throat.
"Thanks and sorry. I don't mean to be a drag but this suit is making me really uncomfortable." Kenneth muttered between his murr as he honestly spoke his feelings.
"And to think you had to take off the jacket just to get to this point." Lyle said as he pulled back from licking and sat back in his seat. In his own pure while dress shirt and trousers the silver fox seemed to almost glow as he crossed his right leg over his left and let his bushy tail thump idly beside him.
Having worn more suits and shoes in his fifteen years of life than jeans and sweats the vulpine was more use to the discomfort that came with being trapped in fancy silks and wool. However, even knowing this and experiencing it firsthand, Lyle still found himself excited to see his boyfriend in such clothing. Trying to appear unfazed Lyle watched as the streets became busier and busier with pedestrians and businesses still open so early into the evening. Knocking back onto the window separating the front from the back of the limo Lyle listened to the hum of the glass being lowered before his driver questioned him,
"Something wrong Mr. LaHar?" The older cat asked with a heavy accent giving away his European birth and upbringing.
"What time is it Boehlert?" Lyle inquired casually.
"It's almost eleven o' clock sir."
"How far are we from the club?"
"About five minutes."
"Thank you. Oh and Boehlert, will you be coming in with us?"
"...would you like for me too, sir?"
"I'm sure that you can find something to interest you if you have the time to spare."
"Then I'd be more than appreciative to accompany you."
Lyle made a humming noise in his throat signaling the end of the conversation, to which the tabby rolled up the window and continuing his driving. Looking back to his boyfriend the fox found the wolf blinking in awe.
"Something the matter?" Lyle asked with some trepidation in his voice. He knew that this time was coming, but he hoped that it wouldn't lead to...
"You're really something."
"Excuse me?"
"The way you can speak and act and take charge of a situation is kind of funny." Kenneth chuckled as his tail beat the back seat in joy.
"I'm confused. What part of what just happened made you come to that conclusion?"
"All of it and how you are acting now. Don't worry. I'm not going to be any different towards you because you've got money. You're still the same to me even if you were piss-broke." Kenneth admitted making it Lyle's turn to blink now.
"What? You don't think I figured out that you were doing all this just to show me that you come from well off? Please! I'm a football jock not stupid. I knew that from the first time you came with that briefcase way back a couple of months ago. Didn't affect me then and doesn't now." The wolf spread his arms across the back of the seat and spread himself open letting his boyfriend see everything about himself. Taking in smug comfort at seeing the other male squirming in his seat now.
"You knew...and it doesn't bother you...then why are you here?" Lyle, for the first time in ever, felt unsure of himself.
"Because I want to be; you are my alpha after all. I trust you with everything I have and am."
It was a simple declaration that held weight Lyle wasn't sure he knew how to handle. He could make decision based on reason and logic easily. However, this was something more emotional that he was prepared for. The fox was sure that after tonight Kenneth would make up his mind whether or not they would be together after he drew the wolf into being on stage. All of his plans and thoughts seemed to jumble and crash into one another with the force of a hurricane and a headache bloomed on the side of Lyle's head. Lowering his face and reaching up to rub at his skull Lyle wasn't sure about anything at the moment. That was until a warm set of paws encircled his waist and drew him over to the comforting and healing warmth of his wolf's body. In an instant the flowering headache receded into nothing and Lyle found himself curling up into the warmth of Kenneth's bulk.
"When did you know?" Lyle questioned, not sure he himself knew what he was asking.
"I've always known what you need but just not how to give it to you. Your needs and mine are the same. They just come to express themselves in different manners. I'll still dance on stage in front of this club. I realized that one of the things you need the most is assurance that I will do for you more than declarations. You once told me before that you wouldn't share me unless it was with others you felt like sharing me with. It only makes sense that you want others to see something they can't have. The one thing no one else can ever have except for you: my devotion." Kenneth admitted as he found watery gold eyes looking back up at him and soon a sobbing fox was in his arms seeking reassurance and ease.
"I'm...not sure what to say now. I'm not sorry for what I've gotten you into, but I'm regretful that you have such a weak hearted boyfriend who needs his ego sated with such actions." Lyle admitted while clutching close to Kenneth's body as he could. The beating heart of his wolf pacifying his turmoil better than any words could.
"Everyone has something they need or want to make themselves stable. I'm just glad you are doing it now rather than later when we move in together." Those words made Lyle snap his head up to look at Kenneth in wonder.
"You...you still want me to move in with you when we graduate?" Lyle's words were almost a whisper as if fearful of the answer he already knew of.
"Of course! You're my boyfriend. I want you close to me so that I can see if this relationship will go the distance. After all we wolves mate for life, if you believe my parents anyway." Kenneth smiled his award winning smile making Lyle's heart dance in his chest.
"I-I..."
"We are here, sir!" Boehlert spoke up just dispelling the mood as he turned the ignition off of the limousine and opened the driver's side door.
Lyle sniffed and fixed his face on Kenneth's white dress shirt making the wolf grab his head and noogie him before both of them pulled away just as the black tabby driver opened the left rear door. Neither had noticed when the feline had stopped the car after finding a park spot a few moments ago. Standing in his blue uniformed suit the European feline tipped his hat at his young master and the imposing grey wolf before standing to one side to give them room to step out.
"We'll talk later; a real talk this time." Lyle stated as he made up his mind to open his true self to his boyfriend and expose everything that he was to Kenneth, but for now the mask of the sexual predator went up onto the fox's face.
Kenneth whined in the back of his throat as he felt a teasing touch from Lyle's hand rub against his crotch making the wolf pant and thrust his hips up as he watched his boyfriend casually get out from the limousine and then walk out from his field view. Taking a glance at the black tabby the lupine got a quick sly wink from the feline before the older male let his face become impassive. Knowing a good thing when he saw one Kenneth was out of his seat like a shot and found himself following after Lyle's silver tail as it trailed after the rest of the fox across the parking lot. Boehlert shut the door after his young master's boyfriend was out of the vehicle and smiled to himself as he followed the two young ones across the street to the club.
A long, loooong, loooooooong line of furs was stretched all the way down the street as many males tried to get into Club Essence. Essence being the hottest little spot in the city for gay men to come and enjoy themselves made the club very exclusive except to those who had invites, were guests of invites or worked there. The three bouncers, each a former bodyguard complete with the full-sized and muscular physiques, worked the door keeping the more rowdy furs from gaining entry as they checked IDs and faces before letting patrons inside.
When Lyle walked up to them their passive and no-nonsense muzzles broke into a playful and cheerful smirks making them look like cubs instead of men trained to handle obnoxious guests. Lyle walked right past them to the interior of the club but as soon as he stepped through the door their faces went back to their dead expressions as one of the bouncers, a wolf with brown fur with red highlights, looked at Kenneth and just shook his head at him.
"Show them your ID Kenneth then they'll let you in." said the fox.
Kenneth reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his wallet and then fished for his ID. Finding it Kenneth handed it over to the wolf who looked at it and then blinked before getting his two coworkers, a lion and hyena of equal size and stature, to look at it as well. The three former bodyguards turned towards Lyle who stared at them a minute before the brown wolf handed Kenneth back his ID and let him pass. Behind the muscular silver wolf Boehlert nodded and was let through without question. When the grey wolf was inside next to his boyfriend someone outside spoke up to one of his friends,
"Did they just let a kid through?" A raccoon asked.
"No way. He has to be old enough to get in for these guys to let his pass through." His friend, a badger, answered.
"But I'm sure he's too young to be in there."
"These guys wouldn't let God in unless he had the proper ID."
"Damn..."
Inside Kenneth was awestruck as he looked around taking in the sights and scents of Club Essence. Like its name the club had a life and energy that seemed to make the walls resonate with the feeling of being alive. All of the males inside were doing something to fill the overly large room with a thrumming resonance of life. On the stage leisurely dancing his withered fingers over the keys was an aged mink playing a smooth tune on a giant piano while a band of ferrets kept a warm beat flowing with the mink's rhythm. Many groups of men were talking around the room laughing, smiling, drinking and sensually touching one another as if nothing else existed in the world save their own little moment. At the bar two barkeepers, a short rabbit and much larger wingless dragon, were handing out freshly mixed drinks while taking credit cards, swiping them, and then handing back the plastic cards back as well as washing glasses and talking to patrons without breaking step. On the dance floor furs were swaying to the rhythm of the music while innocently and not so innocently touching one another. Some of them were kissing and groping while others maybe have actually been mating with one another, but it was hard to tell in the dark light and the heady musk of sexually aroused males all around.
Kenneth found that he was in paradise as he turned to look at Lyle with hazy eyes. The silver fox smiled at his boyfriend and then took one of his larger paws before leading the wolf through the crowd up a flight of stairs hidden behind the shadows of the unseen part of the club. When they got upstairs Lyle took Kenneth all the way through a long stretch of hallway to the back rooms where some of the guys would be resting to get him prepared for his début.
Knocking on the door Lyle looked to see the handle turning and the barrier in front being opened to reveal a naked leopard looking into the golden eyes of the other club owner. The feline blushed and snapped one of his paws down over his crotch before moving out of the way to let the young fox inside.
"Sorry about that, Boss." The leopard expressed regret before laughing embarrassedly.
"Don't call me boss and it's more than alright Alex. I'm going to guess that everyone else is in the same state as you?"
"Well, more or less."
"Please tell anyone who isn't busy to come into the front room so that I can introduce them to someone."
The feline noticed the cloudy eyed grey wolf standing next to the fox and then stared at him for a long moment. Alex opened his mouth but closed it in the same second when he noticed one of Lyle's hands wrapped around one of the wolf's paws. Instantly his eyes brightened and he looked at the fox before nodding and zipping back into the room. A few seconds later the leopard's loud voice was ringing out like a police siren,
"Okay, anyone's who dick isn't balls deep in someone get your tails out here and meet the boss's boyfriend!" Alex shouted making a few murmurs start up.
"NOT THAT BOSS! The other one!"
Like a herd of wild buffalo the sound of feet thudding and stomping grew loud enough making Lyle fold his ears backwards onto his head. Stepping into the room with Kenneth behind him the fox was treated to thirty males all of different species and body types surveying him and his wolf.
"Goddamn he's cute!"
"I'll say!"
"'bout time you snagged you some fine tail, Boss!"
"Yeah, you never wanted to play with us so we were starting to think you'd go over to the other side."
"Nah, Boss just got real fine taste in men is all. Don't want to play with old and worn out holes like ours."
"Speak for yourself! Some of our holes are still tight around here!"
"We'll change that if you'd like after work!"
"Alright, alright! Shut up you lot! Boss wants to say something!" Alex said making the others clam up.
"Thank you. This is Kenneth my boyfriend that you all have heard about but not seen. He is going to do a solo on stage to start off the Midnight Hour so I would like for you all to help him out and get him into something nice for his performance." Lyle stated while still holding his wolf's paw and squeezing it ever so gently.
"Want us to add any little extras to him, Boss?" A white mouse asked with a strange gleam in his eyes before getting smacked of the head by a coyote.
"This is the Boss's boyfriend. That means off limits!" The coyote explained making heads nod before looking back to the pair.
"No thank you Michael, however, Kenneth and I will be coming back here after his performance so do you think it would be possible to clean up the back room when he's through?"
"Sure! Should we leave you anything?" A tall dingo asked while looking down at the silver fox.
"No thanks Marty, I have everything I need right here." Lyle rose up and licked Kenneth on the snout making the muscular wolf wag his tail and whine in happiness.
The others all took notice of this and began to plan to make everything special for their younger Boss.
"Alright then, are you going to stay while we spruce this wolf meat up?" A bull wearing a leather harness asked.
"No, I'm going to talk to Eric. Is he in the back office?"
"Yeah, he's in the back probably thinking up a new way to make this place even more immoral that it already is." Alex said with a chuckle getting laughs out of the others.
Lyle shook his head before letting go of Kenneth's paw and turning to look him in the eyes,
"I'm going to go and play Boss, even though I hate the title, and I'll see you at midnight." The fox said before leaning up to lick his boyfriend on the nose once more.
"W-wait a minute! What the hell am I supposed to do?! I don't know how to strip dance!"
Unknown to him, several of the males turned to look at each other and smile.
"These guys will teach you all you need to know. And if all else fails just pretend the poll is me." Lyle stated easily before walking out of the room and shutting the door behind him.
When Kenneth looked back he found himself in front of thirty naked guys and wondered just what was going to happen now.
"Grab him!" Alex said and in an instant three males tackled the football player and dragged him off.
"My dear wolfy, we are going to make you into a legend tonight!"
Least to say the next forty odd minutes were very entertaining for everyone except Kenneth. Meanwhile, Lyle's forty minutes were less than amusing as he and Eric talked and went over plans about upcoming events and payroll as well as attachments for the club.
When midnight rolled around Lyle wearily walked down the stairs to seat himself at a table in the corner reserved for VIPs. Boehlert was the only one there and the black tabby was currently finishing off a glass of fruity wine he liked while waving to his young master. The club closed its doors at this time so the bouncers had came in after shooing away anymore guests and now sat with Lyle and Boehlert at the table. All three bouncers looked to the black feline with lustful smiles as they ordered a drink and then waited to be served. When each male had a drink in front of them they casually began to talk and touch each other as well as Boehlert while at least one kept their eyes on the club patrons at all times. Lyle found himself breathing in the scent of their lust for one another and soon he was on the edge of his seat with his shirt collar unbuttoned and his pants tenting at the thought of what was to come.
On stage a curtain had fallen over the unmoved piano and a slim otter had come up with a microphone in his webbed hands,
"Good morning everyone! As you all know today is now Saturday, April 22 and tonight we have special feature for you today. One of the owners of Club Essence is treating a very special friend of his to come out and show off all of all of his stuff for us to see! A young grey wolf will dance up here for your pleasure and his and someone very special to him for the first time today so give a warm round of applause for Howler!" The otter watched as the men below all clapped their paws together before walking off the stage.
A long golden pole dropped down from the ceiling and locked in place onto the stage. The lights in the club all dimmed and then a dark red light overshadowed the club revealing a handsome, muscular grey lupine wearing fireman's uniform complete with the helmet tipped low over his muzzle. The music in the club turned to sensual techno with the dull sounds of fire alarms going off throughout the building.
When the alarms stopped the music pumped up full force and Howler lifted his head to reveal a heated smirk to everyone. His golden eyes shown through the red light highlighting his almost devilish face as the wolf grabbed the gold post and bring his body fully against it.
Swaying his hips to the beat of the music Howler reached up with his manicured claws gripping the front of the helmet and snatched it off his tossing it away behind the stage. His headfur had been washed and dried and smoothed out with special oils giving it a sexy look as he began to grind into the pole with slow and sensual moves making the men down below howl out and growl in appreciation. His large body was a matching compliment to the long spire as he rocked his hips back and forth the wolf murring out loud letting everyone hear his throaty calls as his muscles danced through the fireman suit under the lights. Throwing his head back and giving out a sharp, throaty moan Howler reached down with his right paw stroking the front of his chest as he ground his crotch back and forth letting everyone see the thick bulge that was trapped in his pants.
Many of the males panted in pleasure at the sight while one silver fox gripped the side of his chair to keep himself still.
Howler teasingly took the fireman jacket off and tossed it aside showing the thin black mesh shirt hugging his body. The outline of his hard muscles displayed much easier as his three hundred and eighty pounds rolled around the pole in front of him. Standing just behind his post the wolf reached up with both paws and clasped them together up above his head before moaning out loud and thrusting his hips forward molding his groin into the pole in front of him. His thick legs thrust back and forth over and over as Howler held himself captive to his own ecstasy his mind went afire with rapture as he released all of his inhibitions in one passionate moment.
When he was no longer content to toy with himself with such meager teases the grey reached down and unbuckled the belt holding the yellow pants against his body. The material still clung onto his now sweating form forcing the wolf to shake his hips hypnotically as he shimmed out of those tight leggings. His tail danced behind him as Howler joyfully released himself from the burdensome things and threw them away, his feet unbound from the stocky fireman boots the wolf was able to stand up on his digitigrade feet to his full eight and half feet for everyone to look up in wonder. With the pants gone the crowd was able to see what was underneath and many were very appreciative of the sight as a hefty package of wolf sex that was locked inside of a white jockstrap filled to the brim. The outline of the grey wolf's sheath looked so tantalizing that many in the club reached down to fondle themselves to get themselves up at attention for the lupine. Howler reached down with his left paw and rubbed over his junk as he coiled himself around the pole and then howled out loud for everyone to hear.
The haunting sound heightened the pleasure of the crowd as every man inside of the building watching felt the euphoric sensation running through the grey wolf. They could feel his pain at being trapped inside of those two last pieces of material. They could see the white material slowly tenting outwards becoming soaked in pure need by the tip of Howler's maleness. The air thickened with the musk of a young a healthy male showing himself off to let those below bask in his glory. His quieting howl shook their souls and making scruffs rise up almost in apprehension from such passion unleashing itself slowly in front of their expectant eyes.
Now with nothing but the black mesh shirt and a large white jockstrap to hold him back Howler grunted and danced in front of the post letting his tail rise up against his back so that the cleft of his butt could center with the pole. When he was in position the wolf ran himself up and down the pole moaning and yipping in pleasure as he felt himself grow harder from the mocking touch he was giving himself. His heart hammered into his chest as he closed his eyes to slits and loll his tongue from his muzzle. Like an unconscious thought his paws dipped down over his chest unabated and raked his claws through the shirt slicing the material apart. The tearing sound that came next when Howler ripped the mesh from his body made many jump as the wolf freed himself so the patrons could see his glorious torso and chest. Brushed down and oiled to perfection Howler's abs stood out for all to see before being overshadowed by the wolf bringing his arms up and flexing them. Biceps and triceps danced before everyone's eyes letting them see the worth of youth and vitality put under pressure. Howler, still dancing up and down against the poll, leaned his muzzle down to kiss his arms one after the other returning to the first before going to the second again leaving no area unloved.
Eyes locked onto the wolf before them many of the men in the club were beginning to get too excited for words. Clothing was starting to come undone and the heated odor of sexual musk rose up through the air like a fog. Lyle was trying to ignore the bouncers around him who had succumbed to the torture of seeing such beauty liberated by the key of sensuality and began to manhandle Boehlert and each other's clothing off to get at the scrumptious body each so wanted. The silver fox's mind was going a mile a minute as his pants began to feel wet and the smell of fox pre rose up into his nose. His eyes were watering and his teeth clenching together almost painfully so. He had to maintain himself...but he was running out of control...
Howler reached down and rubbed over his jockstrap covered crotch moaning and whimpering at being held his lusts back. All of his pent of desire was right there in his paws: easy to touch, easy to sense and yet farther away than he could get to. Opening his golden eyes the wolf knew what he needed to find his climax. Looking out into the crowd Howler's eyes locked on to the golden orbs of the one male who could satisfy him and give him that which he needed so badly. The wolf knelt onto the stage floor while rubbing himself against the pole and then casually turned around the post before stopping with his tail facing the crowd and the fissure of his behind exposed to the males below.
Pulling his head around Kenneth raised his head up and let loose a howl.
This howl so loud that it made everyone stop what they were doing to look and see. Gazing at the needy young wolf before them calling out for the male who he was meant to belong to; the one who had already claimed his body, mind and soul long before and the one who would always belong to him as he belonged to the other.
Everyone looked around in wonder but before anyone could ask a silver fox dashed through the crowd methodically dodging any table any his way with grace full fast paced steps as he ran to the stage and the wolf up above that had teased him into a frenzy. Leaping up onto the stage in a single, graceful bound Lyle found himself against his wolf with nothing on but the fur he was born with before anyone below could blink. His hard cock had long ago taken control of his body but his mind and heart dominated his actions as Lyle brushed up against his lover and then lower himself to all fours behind the other. Whimpering and whining Kenneth lifted his tail and shook himself for his boyfriend's pleasure before strong and warm paws gripped his behind and a cold, wet nose pierced his anus. A shock of cold and warmth mixed together as Lyle's warm tongue dipped into the clenching hole opening it up for the vulpine to taste.
Lick after lick Lyle drowned himself in the taste of his mate. No longer was he able to settle on the title of boyfriend as he thrust all of his passion into his desperate act of love. Now he knew, just as he had always believed those many months ago, that Kenneth was his one and only. There would be no other for him to match the love he had for this wolf. His tongue dug as deeply as it could go wetting the sweating insides of his wolf's body before dragging out his drooling organ letting it drip saliva onto Kenneth's behind. The wolf looked at his lover and found himself in heaven as he let himself relax fully. There would be no barrier between them for now on spanning into forever. Two bodies, two hearts and one soul they would share until they day they both no longer breathed.
Raising himself up onto his silver and black feet Lyle grabbed his pre come covered erection and pointed it at his mate's tailhole. A firm push of his hips spread Kenneth open and soon a ghostly howl resonated throughout the club but this time it was filled with the sound of pure, unadulterated passion. One inch and then two Lyle rocked his hips into Kenneth's body, his senses all tuned into his wolf's comfort as he heard the grunting below him symbolizing his mate's discomfort. Leaning down and kissing the tips of the grey wolf's ears Lyle murred deeply to soothe his mate. Kenneth felt the burning heat of his fox's cock spearing into him but wouldn't let this moment be ruined because of pain. Balling his paws into fist the wolf pushed himself up and then forced his rump back fully onto the eight inches of fox maleness. His gasp echoed inside of the club as many patrons looked on with curious gazes wondering about the depths of such exquisiteness. However, many more were too deeply into the passions they shared with their own beloveds to wonder about the two on the stage.
Lyle bit onto his lip as he felt the muscles of Kenneth's rectum grip him like a vice. Giving himself a moment to experience all of the wonders that came with being so deep inside of his mate Lyle crooned into his wolf's ears to make the shudders he felt ease away. When Kenneth became accustomed to that familiar shaft within him once again Lyle began an even pace of rocking himself backwards and forwards through his wolf's body. Not needing to take it easy since as his cock remembered the home outside of its sheath Lyle bucked forward setting a rampant pace with his hips driving as deeply into Kenneth as was possible. The heat of the velvet warmth drove Lyle deeper into madness as he hugged his mate as tight as possible feeling the power within his paws accepting his domination without question. Over and over his hanging balls smacked into Kenneth's orbs while the eleven inches of lupine meat spread thick strands of clear musk through Kenneth's jock soaking it through and forcing it tighter against his crotch.
Drumming himself into his mate's backside Lyle growled and lowered his head to place a hard mating bite onto his lover's neck. His fangs found flesh through fur and sunk into the tenderness beneath. Blood welled up and a greedy tongue drank down the gift of life seeping out causing Lyle's eyes to fog over as he lost sight of anything of there than the warm, grey back he was resting onto. The pain and pleasure of such actions made Kenneth bark and yip as he felt his alpha mate take complete control of his body. The firm paws belonging to the fox wrapped themselves around his chest hugging him so hard that it felt as if Lyle were trying to mold them together as one while the filling knot at the base of the vulpine's cock breeched the outside of the wolf's anus breaking through the barrier of flesh with firmer thrusts of wildly driven hips. Kenneth twisted his head back and forth as he panted and groaned from such a mating. His thoughts focused on the pleasure coming from his lower end that he began to hump himself backwards in time with Lyle's thrusting sex. His own strained erection pushed the jock as far from his body as possible while the swollen ball at its base rubbed against the sodden material.
The club was alive with fervor as the dance on stage centered almost everyone's attentions. Males of all variety and types grouped together in similar settings with clothes strewn around the floor as bodies pressed tightly against one another. No one was left out of the feast of lust and love offered on this night as even the two bartenders were mating one another, the larger dragon thrusting his thirteen inches of scalie meat into the smaller bunny who's breathless moans clouded over the wood of their bar. The calls of life spread outside of the walls filling the neighborhood with barks, yips, croons, howls, cries, and groans of sweet pleasure. Tails were filled to the brim. Muzzles swallowed gifts voraciously. Hearts jack hammered against chests. And eyes filled with the stuff of nirvana. This was the moment that life was worth living for.
Twin howls broke free from grey and silver muzzles as Lyle and Kenneth made known their ecstasy for one another. Lyle body thrashed and then locked into his mate's tailhole as he filled his lover with all that he was. Kenneth in turn let loose his own devotion in hot and sticky streams all over himself, his jock and the stage pooling under and between his knees. Lyle's seed poured into his wolf and out as his knot was unable to contain the pinnacle of his love for Kenneth. Around his sheath, underneath his balls and over his legs the white fluids spilled out until finally what could be held was kept inside and the Lyle was able to let himself fall down the tower of orgasm onto his mate's back. A wet smack sounded in Kenneth's ears and as he turned his head back as far as he could and smiled at the sight of his breathless lover. Leaning forward and licking Lyle on the muzzle the wolf remained on his hands and needs shouldering the burden of his fox's weight along his sweat soaked backside.
All around Club Essence calls of ecstasy resounded against the walls and the minds of the furs within. Everyone was touched that night by either the seed of someone they cared for, the paw of a friend, or the closeness of a person similar to themselves.
How odd it is that in life we look for the meaning and yet never realize that all it takes to really be alive...
...is the smallest of honestly loving gestures from someone we feel closets too.