Gay Chicken
AKA "It takes a woman to make man love" or "Man love for girl love"
Her name is April. She is a vixen who knows exactly what she wants, how to get it and what do with it when she gets it. Behind her back she's called a slut but she doesn't care since, well, she knows she's a slut. But since she knows she's a slut she's learnt how to be the best there is at it. Big muscular jocks, timid shy geeks, goths, punks, dragons, horses, cheetahs, you name it and she's done it.
Of course she has advantages from nature. She has perfect breasts for instance. Just big enough to satisfy those who like them big but no so big to put off those who like them small. Her fur is naturally shiny, sleek and luxurious to the touch, the shades of red and black mysterious and alluring. One of her first partners, back when she was twelve and he was fourteen, culminated in the guy spooging in her tail when she rubbed it against him. She had forced him to lick it off and he hadn't complained. Plus, as was common knowledge at all the people at this party, she really knew how to use her cunt.
Right now she's wearing a skirt that's too high, a top that's too low, boots to the knees and a smile that promises that the skirt could in fact get higher. Her emerald eyes are fixed on her two choice victims, as she likes to think of them, for the evening. She crosses and uncrosses her legs on the chair and notices the wolf on the right look while the one on the left fights the urge to look, trying to act gallantly even after the things she had whispered in his ear earlier to get him to come up here with her and the other wolf.
Despite the two males sitting on the bed across from the fox both being wolves, male and alive they really couldn't have been more different. The one on the right, George, is a basketball player. His fur is as dark as midnight on a moonless night and his eyes are bright blue like ice. He has a sense of length to him, which the vixen hopes applied in his trousers as well. He is toned and slightly muscled from all of his practice but his thick black fur hid most of his definition. He is wearing jeans, a singlet and a Hawaiian styled red shirt, the entire effect of which teases the viewer as he moves with glimpses of his abs and his chest, an effect which was deliberate. He had been blunt with the vixen down on the dancefloor, told her exactly what he wanted to do with her, how she would scream and cream and gasp and moan.
The wolf on the left, Albert or Al to his friends, has silvery grey fur that, when hit by the light the way it is now, shines and shimmers. He wears glasses which aren't overly stylish but aren't the height of geekdom either and draw people's attention to his deep brown eyes. While he is shorter than most wolves he is broad, not in a fatty way, which the vixen finds unusual in a more geeky guy like this one, but in a solid muscular way. She had had to work to get this one, which was unusual. She had whispered lude seductive things in his ear and ran her hands down his thighs, finding that while he was muscular there was still a layer of chubbiness there.
"So ah..." Al begins, his hands rubbing each other in his lap. He isn't a virgin by any measure the girls he had been with... well they were nice sure. But they definitely were not in this vixen's league. Heck they weren't even playing the same game.
"I don't do dudes" George states as he gives the geeky shorter wolf a passing glance. He knows he is better than this pup, stronger and more agile. Probably better hung too but you can never tell. Sure maybe he's smarter but as if that matters with what's on the table now.
"Either do I!" Cries out Al as he glares at the taller slightly intimidating wolf. "Everyone knows what happens in those change rooms though!"
"Pffftt" snorts out the darker wolf dismissively. "And we all know you geeks keep in the company of other geeks. All guys usually. What does that tell us?"
"Boys, boys, boys" Interjects the vixen, capturing both of their attention immediately. She smiles at the two of them, her red lips parting to revealing white teeth and a luscious tongue. She had practiced the look many times. "I didn't bring you up here to spar over me like this"
"Well then what?" George replies. He gestures to Al with his head "Is he just going to watch or we going to take turns or what?"
"You two are going to play a game. And the winner is going to get quite the nice reward and the other can either leave or watch" The vixen answers as she stands and walks towards the two wolves. She places a paw on both of their furthest shoulders and leans down. George looks at her breasts and ample cleavage while Al looks at her face "But if either of you don't think this is fair the door is right behind me. Never mind what all the other girls are going to say about not being able to handle me"
Both Al and George have mixed feelings about this. George knows if it was a physical test he could best the other wolf easily but wouldn't be able to keep up if it is a mental test. Al knew exactly the same thing but is a little more worried since the vixen would be more likely to want a physical display. Deep down he thinks she just got him up here to humiliate him and make the taller dark wolf all the more macho for their celebrations.
"A game huh?" George says, his eyes never leaving the vixen's breasts.
"Just a game" The vixen parrots and then straightens up and moves back to the door, well aware both wolves are checking out her rump. She pushes in the lock and then returns back to her chair. "No leaving now..."
"So... do we need anything special like dice or cards or something? Al says. He's well aquatinted with several different but not, the vixen thinks, the one she had in mind. Before she can reply though George interrupts.
"Pfft dork. A lady like this wouldn't be interest in your type of game."
"Musclehead! It might be strip poker or liar dice or.."
"Gay chicken" April says, laying down each syllable like a scrabble player using all their tiles on a triple word score.
"Gay..." Starts Al only for George to interrupt with the ending "...chicken".
"Well guys like getting off watching lesbian videos. George I know you tried to get Kelly drunk enough to make out with Debby earlier. And Al I imagine if I snuck onto your computer I'd find all kinds of hot girl on girl action am I right?" As the vixen speaks she can see the little pin points of fear in the canines eyes, she has them exactly where she wants them.
George stutters about how it's all a joke while he wonders why she didn't stop him. Al just blushes brighter red beneath his fur and stutters out something about respecting women as people and not thinking of them as sexual objects.
"Shush the two of you" April says in commanding tones and both wolves shut up just like well trained dogs. "I honestly couldn't care what's on your hard drive Al or who you get to make out George. We are talking about desire here. And I desire the two of you." As she speaks she strokes her paws along her thighs, back and forth, each time a little further up.
"You two like the idea of two chicks getting it on. More breasts, more soft pouting lips, more gasps." She slides her fingers up where they can't see and makes a soft gasp. She isn't actually touching herself, she knows it wouldn't benefit her to get too turned on yet, but the way their eyes are glued on her when she does so is amazing.
"Personally though, I find other girls a turn off. But guys I can't get enough of. Those broad chests, handsome faces, a large ass to grab onto while it's pounding me." She pauses and removes her fingers from he dress and moves a bang of her long hair out of her face as though she was getting hot. "And of course all that hard. Male. Cock."
The two males sit and stare, their reactions the same but expressed differently. George's jaw slowly drops open, just by a centimetre, and his eyes open just a little wider. Al readjusts himself and wiggles on the bed, trying to hide the fact he is boning up just from her words.
"So I like the ones with two guys and one chick. Or more. But then I got to thinking" She smiles and spreads her legs a little and lets them see her lacy black panties as she continues. "Wouldn't it be sexier if they got rid of the chick? And I was right." She pauses again and then lets the more seductive tones she had been using in her voice stop which snaps both the canines out of their lustful torpor. "Which brings us back to gay chicken. Basically the two of you start to make out. The first one of you to chicken out loses"
Both the canines can't believe their ears. They look at the vixen in astonishment and then slowly turn and look at each other, their eyes looking over the partner the vxen had chosen for them.
"No fucking way!" George blurts out an moves as far away from the shorter wolf with a look of disgust on his face. "That's just wrong. You expect me to make out with a dude?"
"Well if you're not confident enough in your sexuality Alfred and myself can get better acquainted, isn't that right sexy?" April replies and licks her lips slowly, getting her lips shiny.
"C'mon Al, you don't want to do this do you? It's bullshit!" George turns to the other wolf and spreads out his paws to plead his case but Al is completely unsympathetic.
"What's the matter? A big buff jock can't handle a geek like me?" Al says with a grin. He played poker once a month for high stakes and usually at least broke even or won, he was a master of bluffing. That and with d&d once a fortnight he was quite good at pretending.
"See George. Al's all into it" The vixen replies and decides to break out the big guns. She reaches between her breasts and unclips the bra. A complicated manoeuvre follows and the drops the bra to the ground, her dress now showing two very erect nipples."Be a man George"
"Fine. Al, you're a bastard." George says while crossing his arms in annoyance. He could have been watching two drunken women making out by now, not getting ready to kiss another guy.
The two sit there occasionally looking at each other. Both have the same thoughts going through their heads "I can't believe I'm going to do this.". Finally Al breaks the silence. "Sooo.... who goes first?"
"George" The vixen says with a grin, watching the darker wolf's face tense up. She then stands and moves in strokes his chest with a finger as she whispers into his ear. "C'mon big guy. You're the one I want. Just get me all warmed up and I'm yours" Her voice was soft and sultry and made the larger wolf shiver.
"Ok.. ok.. so ummm..." George replies as the vixen withdraws and sits back in her seat to get the best view. "How do we do this?"
"Well... how would you kiss me? The first time of course" The vixen smiles as she watches the darker wolf struggle between a smile at the thought of her lips and the grimace at the reality it would be the other wolfs. "While Al here does the same thing. And then you just keep going... show me exactly what you'd like to do to me... to him. And the first one to stop... well, we've been over this"
"Ok then." Al says and then turns to face the larger wolf and licks his lips. It's all in the confidence really, if he acts like he'll go all the way George will have to give up. He scootches forward a little and places his paw on the other wolfs knee and gives it a squeeze."Come here sweetness."
George fights down the urge to push the pudgier wolf's paw off his knee, after all thats not what he'd do to April. Instead he puts his paw ontop of Al's and squeezes back as he turns his body so they are face to face. "Of course you sexy thing" he says back with a growl only just hidden.
Both wolves lock their eyes onto each other. Their hands squeeze each others a little more as they slowly move in towards each other. The only thing they can hear is the increased sound of the vixen's breathing as she grows slightly more excited. Inch by inch they move closer and closer until they both begin to slow. Both feel the others breath now, twitching their whiskers and heating the skin beneath their fur. George licks his lips as they dry out.
"You ok sweety?" Al says, barely able to keep a mischevious grin from his lips as he moves his hand up the other wolfs thigh slowly.
"Just been thinking of this for a long time" George replies as he squeezes Al's hand a little harder than he would the vixens. Both pause a few centimetres from each others lips, their eyes locking onto the others looking for a moment of weakness, hoping one would back down. But both could see neither would back down.
Whisker width by whisker width they move closer until black fur tickles against grey fur and then their lips press together. The slow caution that had guided both of their movements, the hope that one or the other would chicken out, was gone and instead Al move to the offensive. He presses forward with a soft grunt and tilts his muzzle just slightly so his muzzle slides down George's. George shivers and fights the urge to pull away. How could Al be doing this? Could he really want to win that badly?
His thoughts are cut short by a a hand the slides up under his shirt and scritches through his stomach fur, a weak spot of his that makes him moan into the kiss. The fingers continue to tease, making George shiver and lean back a little, unable to resist the smaller males movement at all now. His eyes suddenly open and look into brown ors that had never shut and he feels something warm and pliable pressing into his muzzle.
George growls and decides to take the offensive and moves his own paw back around the geekier wolf and grips his rear tightly. He's done this to lots of girls and each of them responded exactly how the wolf in his paws is responding now. Al gasps and grunts out, pausing in his kiss only for George to press his tongue forward and pull the unresisting chubbier wolf against him.
April can't help but smile as she watches. Her loins are getting warmer and without her really noticing a finger is idly stroking her slowly engorging lips. As George takes the lead she gasps and presses just the tip of one finger inside her. She'd be happy with either of the males but George was her favourite, all those muscles and the attitude. She licks her lips and then breaks the silence "Is kissing all you two going to do? Doesn't seem like ether of you will back down just from that..."
George pauses from his assault on Al's lips and ass and listens to the vixen words. Before he cant act on them though Al pulls back from the kiss and grins evily.
"How about we get these pants off you sexy?" He says with a grin and then presses Georges chest back forcefully. George tries to resist but Al has more muscle than he thought and with his hands still gripping his ass he can't help but fall back. Before he can respond and move up again fingers are undoing his belt, the buttons on his jeans and then the zipper.
"He... hey! Stop!" George growls out as Al tugs down his pants to reveal tight black briefs, a large bulge already prominent in the front. He hadn't even realised that the kissing and the rest had gotten him this hard already and tries to cover himself.
"Oh don't cover it" April says with a smirk. George looks down past Al and blushes as he see's the vixen he's doing this all for staring right as his package, her fingers hidden under he dress, obviously stroking herself. "And did you just say stop? Are you conceding then George?"
"No..no!" George replies about to explain himself but then gasps as a soft paw closes around his half hard cock through the black briefs.
"How about we get all your frustrations out into the open?" Al says as he continues to stroke the growing bulge in the tight black briefs. He doesn't wait for a reply and straight away grabs the waist band and tugs them down revealing the wolf. Both Al and April's eyes widen as a dark black sheath with an inch or two of almost crimson canine meat on display. Al pulls the underwear down the rest of the way and grins.
"Well don't just look at it" says George as he grips the base and strokes himself, more and more of his shaft pushing out of his sheath until he sports a nicely sized length, nothing huge but enough to satisfy most. "This is gay chicken right? So... suck it" George grins as he realises he has Al just where he wants him. There is no way this geek would suck his cock just to get with a chick, he's won and now he can...
"Ohhhhh" The athletic wolf gasps out as a warm tongue licks from his tip down to the base. He can't help but groan a little and thrust up his hips, even if it is another guy doing the licking. Another lick and another groan, and another and another, the grey wolf treating Georges cock like an icecream.
"Licking it isn't all you need to do Al" April says making him jump. Al had completely forgotten about April, he had found himself entirely too engrossed in the wolf which, now that he could think about it, as a little worry. He glances back and can see April definitely enjoying herself, her paw moving beneath her dress quite obviously. "Suck it."
Al hesitates but only for a moment. After all he had already been licking the crimson length, taking it into his mouth wasn't much more really. He took the base of the wolfs cock into his paw and gave it a squeeze and watches the thick length harden just a little more. Then, without a moment hesitation and without even thinking he's doing this to get with the vixen, he opens his mouth and takes the tip into his muzzle.
"Fuck! Th.. that's good!" George gasps out as he watches, alternating his eyes between the vixen fiddling with herself and the still fully clothed geeky wolf slowly sliding his prong into his muzzle. He shudders and holds back a whine of pleasure as the muzzle slides right down to his base, taking his cock far easier than any woman ever had.
"Ohhh... he's eager isn't he, George?" April says, trying to keep her control despite now being up to her knuckles with three fingers, imagining the combined girth of them being Georges hard length. Her other hand finally succumb to the pleasure of the situation and pulls off her top and lets it fall to the ground, exposing her breasts and stomach entirely and eliciting another gasp from George. "So... fair's fair George. I think Al might be feeling a little cramped."
George gasps as Al's fingers release him and a hot muzzle pushes right down to where his shaft meet sheath and then, just as suddenly, the hot muzzle is gone. "I wasn't done yet" George pants out, looking down at Al as the grey wolf licks his lips.
"You heard April though, turnabouts fair play" Al says as he straddles the black wolf over his chest and slowly lowers his weight down so he's supported by the black wolf's toned stomach. "Unzip me"
George hesitates. He can smell the other wolf's arousal blotting out the vixen's scent, similar to his own but different enough to make him nervous.
"Unless you want to forfeit" Al says with a grin. Sure he's just sucked a guys cock, but now he's in the position of control.
George winces but he's come this far he can't give up now. He raises his hands up and strokes the other wolf's stomach through the shirt he's wearing making him murr softly. He slowly unbuttons the shirt and pulls it open revealing a large belly covered in silver grey fur. His hands shake as he tackles the top button, the tubby wolf not needing a belt to keep his pants up, and then the zipper and reveals green boxers with a very prominent bulge. George's mouth goes dry as he reaches in and...
"Holy shit!" George can't help but exclaim as his fingers try to wrap around the other wolfs cock. He can't close his paw around it and as he draws it out through the fly he realises just how long it is. It is easily the largest cock he's ever seen, even in porn. Even with the sheath and the last bit of his cock hidden in the boxers it was easily bigger than his own seven inches and far thicker. Despite the intimidation caused by the other wolf's large cock his own member was still rock hard.
"What?" April demands, her view blocked by Al's torso. She could easily stand and move to see but then she'd seem less in control, plus she couldn't keep fingering herself.
"Oh, George just realised he's not the top dog here. And now he's about to assume his proper position... His lips wrapped around my cock" Al replies. The look on George's face when he saw his cock had sparked something inside him. The few girls he'd been with had been drunken romps in dark rooms, his size hadn't gotten the reaction it had now. All his life he'd been treated like shit by guys just like George, now it was his turn. "Go on bitch, open wide!"
George freezes his and eyes look up at the mammoth cock hanging above his muzzle. He couldn't, he just couldn't give this other wolf the satisfaction of sucking that... monster. His hands shook as he strokes it back and forth while Al murr's happily.
"C'mon... don't have all night" Al says, taunting the other wolf on. He thrusts forward until his large glans mashes against the unresisting wolf's lips. "Just open up and i'll do all the work..." Al growls out as he smears the pre from his tip against the other wolf's lips.
"I..." George begins, making sure to keep his lips shut as he speaks. "I give up. You win!" He growl out and turns his face away from the cock, although his minds eye keeps it centred in view. "You can have that damn vixen, she's not worth being humiliated like this"
"Oh but I changed the rules pup" Al says with a grin as he climbs off of the other wolf. April's eyes widen without a hint of the theatrics she had shown George. Between that shy geeky wolf's legs was something that could put some stallions to shame!
"The new rule is... you're both mine. Now..." Al leans back slightly, his slight gut just making his large size even more impressive as he strokes it slowly from base to tip. "April... Come over here and do what this pathetic bitch couldn't do. And he's going to make sure you are all nice and slippery so when I slam myself in it won't hurt too much"
This time it's Aprils turn to pause as she takes in the scene. The humiliated look in George's eyes, the dark athletic wolf not even able to look her in the eyes any more, the once shy now aggressive wolf stroking that huge monster made her moan in pleasure. The vixen who lived for control, who dominated men despite being the one being entered, was now for the first time in her life feeling the thrill of losing herself to lust.
Her dress hits the floor moments before her knee's as she crawls quickly over between al's chunky thighs. Her hands stroke his thighs slowly, spreading his legs just a little more. She looks up and notice Al isn't even looking at her, and instead is staring at the still shamed black wolf. She moves in closer and closer until she can feel the organs meat and smell it's scent, a mixture between soap and arousal. Finally she takes the organ into her feminine hands, the cock easily dwarfing her fingers grasp.
Al groans softly but still doesn't look down. His cock flexes in the vixens grasp and she feels her sex twitch in desire. She wants to reach down and touch herself but then she couldn't be holding the grey wolf's cock any more and she doubts wether she could control it well enough without holding it. She moves her muzzle to the tip and doesn't bother with her usual act of licking, stroking and teasing and takes the large knob right into her muzzle.
Al groans and thrusts his hips up just a little, the vixen slender muzzle feeling so large around his engorged prick. He reaches over and takes Georges now pedestrian cock into his paw and strokes it a few times causing the taller slimmer wolf to gasp and arc his back into the thrust.
"C'mon George. If you're good I'll let you have sloppy seconds." Al says and George psyche is divided. Part of him is humiliated at the concept of being a lesser man than this geeky wolf who he could easily physically over power. Part of him, the part throbbing between his legs harder than ever before, loves the idea of being able to burry itself into an already cream filled woman. And part of him, all the way at the back locked away behind years of cultural program, peer pressure and even biology, part of him wishes he was the one on his knee's wrapping his lips around Al's cock. Not one part of him, not a single neuron or stray memory, thinks that he could stand up, unlock the door and leave these two at it.
George slowly starts to move and Al smiles, knowing he has won. His slips off the bed, heavily onto his knee's and moves behind the vixen. For a moment he considers that he could move in behind her and have her doggy style but al's brown eyes watching him make all thoughts of this disappear from his mind. He rolls onto his back and then scotch between the vixen legs, feeling a lot like a mechanic. The vixen's scent fills his nose and his vision is filled with the sight of her engorged sex. Despite being quite the ladies man he had never really enjoyed eating them out, but now he didn't have a choice. All because Al told him too.
He reaches up and grips the vixen's rump, hearing her gasp out although muffled by the fat inches she is greedily sucking down. He uses her body to lift himself, his muscles finally coming in useful, and with one long lap of his broad canine tongue moves right from the bottom to the top, right past the engorged clit.
The reaction is electric and the vixen spasms. Her lips press down against George's muzzle and her lips press down along George's shaft, taking him into her throat and almost gagging. George doesn't stop though, if he's going to suffer through eating her out he's going to do it thoroughly. His tongue presses back and forth, here and there, moving and caressing and stimulating to find the sweet spots. April doesn't fake a thing, the huge dong in her mouth being the best truth serum in the world to a lust crazed slut.
Al just lays back and enjoys himself, watching the vixens muzzle bobbing up and down along his fat cock. Even at the deepest she can barely take more than two thirds of his cock. He raises himself slightly and looks at the other wolfs, George's cock rock hard and even a little pre oozing from the tip down his shaft as he works the vixen so well. Al moves his hands down and slowly lifts the vixen's muzzle up off his cock, the sight of her muzzle gaping, her eyes wide making his cock twitch just that little bit more.
"You all lubed up now slut?" He asks his voice soft and sweet disguising his harsh words. April doesn't care though, she just nods while gasping and grunting, the wolf beneath her eating her out so well making it very hard to think. "Then get on all fours. And you can suck on George's dick as a reward for how well he's eaten you out"
George's ears twitch as he hears his name and then suddenly the vixen moves away, crawling onto the bed. He spits onto the floor, he never had gotten used to the taste only to find Al right there, his fat cock pointing right at him. Before he can react Al's hand is on the back of his head and fat wolf cock is being pressed again his muzzle, forcing it's way past his lips and, much to his own surprise, he opens his jaws and presses forward taking the first cock of his life into his mouth.
"That's it George. Just think..." Al growls out, the light glinting off his glasses making him look almost evil, as he continues to press his hips forward, surprised that George can take him even further than the vixen, the athlete obviously having no gag reflex at all. "If you'd done this to start with it might be you about to pound that vixen into oblivion... instead even if you earn sloppy seconds she'll barely feel that thing after me"
George winces as he feels more and more of that fat cock filling his muzzle, his mind comparing it to something between a hot sausage and a marvellous steak. Before he can suck or react to it Al pulls back with a grin and slaps it against his nose playfully.
"Now, I've got a vixen to service. If you think she'll even notice yours I'm sure she'll suck you while I plough her..." He says as he moves up off the ground and moves around behind the vixen, his hands resting on her slender hips as she lifts her tail up out of the way for him without any needed provocation. George watches, his muzzle still agape but stays still, he has to see this, that monster spreading the well travelled vixen's cunt around him.
Al slowly brings himself forward, letting his cock lead his way to between the vixens legs. Despite the fact he could, despite how much the vixen is whimpering for it, despite how wide George's eyes are as he looks on Al doesn't' just plunge straight in. He teases the vixen's lower lips with his large glans, getting his broad tip even slicker as the vixen bucks back against him. He grips his base and forcefully grinds it around the area, deliberately not plunging in and keeping the vixen gasping until...
"Damnit Al!" April gasps out, the very last vestiges of her control shattered by the way the chunky wolf teases her, seemingly without needing to enjoy himself. "Just fuck me already" He gasps and thrusts back, her breasts bouncing back and forth as she works her entire body back against the fat cock.
To her pleasure and George's surprise al does exactly what she asks. He moves one hand down to grab her tail and hold her in place while the other continues to guide himself as he plunges straight forward, tilting his hips just so and thrusting right in deep and hard. George gasps out at the same time as April as he watches those lips he had been licking at before spread open around that thick veined length. Inch after inch of fat wolf meat spreads over the vixen's sex as she gasps and presses back. She's been with bigger, heck she's been with horses, but somehow this feels bigger, this feels like it's stretching her out more than ever. Her claws scrap along the bed covers ripping the fabric as a testament to her pleasure.
"Fuck her mouth George, she needs shutting up" Al growls as he gives one last thrust, burying the very last inch of himself right into the once tight and now overly stretch cunt. April gives out a deep gasp and arches her head up, only to find a hand gripping through her hair and pulling her down over a much more modest cock that ends in dark fur and a well toned stomach.
Despite its smaller size it's still more than a mouthful for the vixen and the darker wolf doesn't take it easier on her. Her growls and plunges in right to the base and pulls her against his crotch, letting his head rest down her throat, then pulls back to the tip, letting her taste his pre. April shudders as she gets the dual sensation that every slut craves, a cock in her snatch and a cock in her muzzle. She shudders as she presses back and forth, not knowing which way to press more.
George groans and fucks that muzzle, loving how talented that vixen is with her tongue. But in his head he's imagining it's the chubbier bespectacled wolf currently grunting as he thrusts back and forth into the vixens dripping sex. Al just grins down at the vixen he's fucking and the wolf in front of him as he thrusts deep hard and fast for his own pleasure, the fact the vixen loves it so wantonly is entirely coincidental. He knows he doesn't really have much stamina, but unlike most wolves he can go again and again and again.
He grips the vixen's hips hard and gives it everything he's got. His belly jiggles as he thrusts back and forth, his glasses actually steaming up just a little as they slide down his muzzle. George moans as the vixen gets rammed down on his cock, his own orgasm only a vague notion at this point. With a growl Al thrusts and starts tu cum, thick wads of his seed filling the vixen's insides as he continues to pump himself back and forth.
"Heh...finished already huh Al?" Grins George as he watches that length being pulsed out the vixens sex. He starts to thrust a little harder, here's one area he has the other wolf beat. "I can go for hours and hours, so you just lay back while I show this woman how a real man does it"
Al puts on a face of disappointment and falls back onto the bed, exaggerating his effort, and pants. His thick cock hasn't softened at all but George hasn't seemed to notice, instead he's still fixated on the size and the way it throbs while coated in vaginal juices and cum.
"Well go on then. I think you've earned sloppy seconds. April, get on your back, I want you to look at his face when he realises he can't measure up" Al says as he strokes himself, noticing just how much the other wolf watches the movement of his hand.
April pulls off the darker wolf's crimson length and obediently rolls backwards to presents herself to George, after being fucked like that she wasn't going to disagree with a single thing he said. George looks her over and feels his still wet cock jump. Her body is perfect, luscious red fur ruffled from the activity, her breasts full and taut, her curves just right. But what attracts most of his attention is her lower lips, still stretched a little, and dripping the other wolfs seed.
"Either you clean her out and taste my spunk or you fuck her with my seed inside her boy" Al comments as George hesitates and wonders what to do. His cock decides for him though and he finds himself moving up over the vixen, his hands on either side of her chest, his cock level with her opening but just hanging there as he looks at her flushed face. She lifts her legs and spreads her thighs and opens herself just a little more, despite the fact that after Al only an elephant would need more leverage.
With a growl George lowers himself, his tip pressing against the vixen's cream filled sex and, without the slightest resistance, slips right in. April gasps softly, the length nice and hot even if it doesn't stretch her out quite as well, and arcs her hips up her body aching for more. George groans as she thrusts up, feeling himself being robbed of inches he doesn't have as she grinds right up against his pubic bone trying to get every last milimetre of his length. George can't help but grind down pressing her hips back into the bed making her moan softly before he pulls back to the tip and thrusts down again. April throws her head back and shudders, what the darker wolf lacked in length and width he made up in talent. Neither notices that Al has left the bed and has moved around behind the two of them.
George begins to pant as he gets caught up in the fucking, his hips thrusting back and forth, adjusting his angle to grind his shaft against the vixens clitoris. His hands explore her body, teasing nipples, stroking her fur, as he thrusts all out, his balls slapping against her sex as he bottoms out with every thrust, the idea that he's fucking another guys cum making him fuck all the harder.
Al grins moves in behind the thrusting wolf until his still thick cock hangs just inches above George's ass. He catches the vixen's eye and grins as he lowers himself down making George suddenly freeze.
"Enjoying my woman?" Al growls in against George's ear as he slips his arms around the black wolf's broad chest. He brings his body down against him, the dark wolf shivering as he feels the hot pulsing length spreading his ass cheeks. Al bites the taller wolfs shoulder making George bark out and April moan as the cock within her hardens and flexes. "Well now you have to pay the price George, don't worry I found some lube while you were busy pleasuring April"
Al lifts his lips while continuing to hold the larger wolf's chest. George doesn't struggle, too overcome by conflicting emotions to even move willingly. He feels the thick cock head moving through his ass crack and closes his eyes and bites his lip and takes a big breath... and nothing happens. Al runs his cock through the dark furred cracked slowly and almost tenderly, watching as the wolf braces himself against the intruder. George holds himself tense knowing it's his only defence against completely becoming Al's bitch, he was already ploughing his seconds and had sucked on his cock, after this step he'd... he's... be gay!
"I know you want it pup" Al growls as he continues to grind back and forth, having all the time in the world. "You've been staring at it ever since I pulled out, comparing it to that nice but.. lets face it, insignificant cock between your legs. This is the closest you're ever going to get to having one, by letting me bury it deeeeep inside you"
George's breathing gets deeper through clenched teeth as he holds himself tense but his cock twitches and pulses inside April like there is no tomorrow. She gasps and moans and bucks up against him. "Oh god Al, you should feel him, he's going wild. He's gagging for it... just slam it in there and make him fill me some more" She gasps out as he thrusts back and forth since George no longer can.
"Hear that? Even the girl you're fucking know's that you want my dick in you, just relax and let me in... I'll take my time to get right in..." Al whispers in his ear as he lets his paw slide down the toned stomach and then splits two fingers like the peace symbol and strokes ether side of the wolfs shaft.
George gasps and shudders and cant take it any more and his body slouches and his ass unclenches. Almost immeditatly Al slips his cock head up agaisnt the tight entrance and presses forward. April is treated to the view of George's eyes opening and his muzzle falling open.
"Ow! Owwww! Fuck stop! It's too big" George growls out as he feels his ass being slowly stretched out by a glans several times to big for his virgin entry.
"Shush... I'll stop once the head is in" Al grunts out in reply as he continues to just ease his hips forward. In truth he's doing all he can to resist just thrusting forward and tearing the dark wolf a new hole, the tightness around his glans is driving him wild as he squeezes George's frame a little more. "I'm halfway there, just push back against me..."
George shudders and whines and bite his lip as his ring is stretched out around something never intended to go in something clearly marked as out only. Bit by bit his ring does stretch though and no matter how much pain he feels his cock continues to throb and pulse inside Aprils already cum filled pussy. With one last nudge Al burries the last of his head into the once proud wolf and gives a deep grunt.
"Ohhh damn George" Al growls out and undoes his grip on the wolfs pulsing cock and chest and straightens up placing his hands on his back just above his rear and... stops, holding himself steady as he waits for George to relax just a little.
"C'mon George just relax" Al says soothingly, his hands stroking the muscled form of the black furred wolf beneath him. Slowly, ever so slowly, George relaxes, his breathing stops being short gasps and returns to normal, his hands unclench but his cock keeps spasming making April writhe on the bed. Al takes this as permission to go ahead and slowly leans forward, using his bulky weight to sink his length into the straining ring.
George gasps and shudders as he feels Al's hot length pushing into him, the shaft havign already stretched him open as far as it could the length slipping in was almost a relief. His claws dig into the bed and he lowers his muzzle, gasping out loudly as he presses down away from the intruding cock, burying himself just that little more into Aprils clenching sex. After what feels like a millennium to George Al slides in all the way, his large length pressing in all the way until his pudgy belly rests against George's back and his balls brush against the darker wolfs on.
"There we go George, all the way in now... Doesn't that feel good?" Al rumbles as he holds himself right in all the way, amazed that this wolf took all of his length so easily.
"Y...Yes" Gasps out George as he feels a whirlwind of feelings wash over him. Lust, loathing, anger, shame and pleasure all mixed up as the biggest cock he's ever seen pulses slowly inside his ass, every movement of it stimulating every nerve inside his over stuffed ass. He can't look up and match eyes with April and instead just keeps his head lowered.
"You want me to fuck you don't you?" Al says with a smile forming on his muzzle He gives his hips a soft thrust eliciting a gasp from George but no verbal reply. "What do you think April? Is he still rock hard? Doesn't he want me to fuck him?"
"Oh god yes. He's harder than the entire time he was fucking me..." April replies as she continues to buck her hips back and forth along George's rigid length.
"Say it George. Just whisper it and I'll fuck you into paradise" Al growls out softly as he thrusts his hips back and forth slowly working a single inch in and out of George's stretched hole, watching how it grips and clings to his shaft.
"Fu..." George gasps out, not quite believing he's admitting to wanting this."Fuck me" His voice barely more than a whisper.
"Could you hear him April?" Al says as he gives a hard thrust.
"Nope"
"Fuck me!" George growls out again a lot louder.
"As you wish" Says Al with a growl and as soon as he lays down that last syllable he pulls his hips back and pulls all but the last inch of his cock from George's ass. George gasps and throws his head back and April almost screams as the cock inside her swells far larger than she thought it could. A thrust back in has the same reaction, a deep grunt from George as pleasure surges through his body like a tidal wave and his cock makes April shudder again.
"Oh God Al, keep going. I'm so close" Whimpers out April as Al's thrusting makes wave after wave of pleasure spread over her, far more powerfully than George could ever have caused. Al's eagerly complies and grips the athletic wolf's muscled sides and really starts thrusting hard and fast, his first orgasm giving him a little less sensitivity this time and letting him go that much longer.
The room fills with Aprils gasps and George's grunts. If anyone had been listening from outside they would have just thought the two of them had been rutting, no one would have believe George, the athlete girls melted over, was being fucked by Al, the timid D&D player, and making April gasp so loudly.
April arches her back and then her hips a feeling like fire rushing over her body, starting at her crotch and rushing across her entire body as she came and came hard. Her sex pulses and tightens around George's rock hard member and her writhing body forces her to thrust up against him again and again, fucking herself on his cock. Between the pussy around his cock and the wolf burrowing his manhood into his rear George can't hold back, the pleasure combined with the humiliation of another guy making the girl he's inside cum burning the back of his brain, and with a deep grunt his balls lift up and empty themselves into the already cum filled hole, giving April a double filling of wolf seed.
Both wolf and vixen gasp and pant, despite the intimacy of their positions they don't look at each other, the fact that despite their bodies being entwined neither were actual responsible for the orgasm that had just wracked their bodies. A strained grunt from behind and a feeling and warmth spreading through George's lower half of his torso makes him realise Al has just finished and treated him exactly how he had treated April.
"April? Al says, his voice husky from the panting he made between words.
"Mmmm... yes?"
"You can take your clothes and leave now" Al replies, his voice gently but an cold strength lay behind in it's meaning.
"Oh..." April replies but doesn't argue. He pulls herself free with George's help and slowly pulls her way free, feeling herself drip onto the bed with every move. She puts back on her knickers, knowing they won't do much to stop the flow of seed from her, her bra and her dress. She takes one last look at the athletic handsome wolf impaled on the chubbier geeky wolf's cock and then without another word walks out.
"Now as for your George. You can go and you and April can make up some story about a crazy threesome that doesn't involve me fucking you up the ass. After all, who'd believe a guy like me?" Al begins as he slowly eases himself back and elts his still rock hard cock pull out of George, making the other wolf gasp partially in relief and partially in a sense of loss.
"Or?" George replies as he moves forward and then rolls over. He winces as he sits down, his ass already starting to sting from the rough treatment Al gave him.
"Or... I lock the door again, you lay back and I go for round three." Al replies as he lowers his head between the dark wolf's thighs and gives the now mostly retracted cock a gentle lick. "If you're little fellow here doesn't feel too intimidated I might even let you try out my rear... If you're a good boy"
George just gasps almost silently as his cock starts to stiffen again, the glasses clad muzzle treating his cock so well, the words stroking his need for revenge and the desire he has deep down to have the wolf inside him again.
Two weeks later.
George is panting hard, his fur clumped against his body with sweat as he moves down the court, the ball bouncing back and forth from the floor to his hands completely under his control. He dodges and weaves from the players on the other team, some stronger than him, some faster than him but none better than him.
He glances up at the timer, three seconds left, and pushes himself that little harder and passes the three quarter mark and stops, readies the ball and shoots. He breathing stops, his heart pauses and time seems to slow. The ball travels in an arc and...
A siren blares just as the ball falls through the net. George looks up at the scoreboard and the score of his team adjust up past the other team. He is surrounded by hs team mates, congratulating him and slapping him on the back and he grutns back, trying to catch his breath.
In the change room he can't help but look at the other players. Ever since that encounter he had felt different. He wouldn't ever do anything with a team mate, but just like they said when checking out girls "There isn't any harm in looking".
He pulls open his locker and checks his phone straight away. A missed call from his house mate, an sms from a girl who was desperately trying to date him and one from Al.
"D&D cancelled tonight. You want to come over?"
George's face remains blank to not alert anyone around him as his fingers move further into the locker and pull out the collar Al had given him.
Well there we go.
My first effort at working a female into my stories.
If you liked it you can thank Lykos Bane for inadvertently suggesting it. I suppose if you didn't like you can also blame him!
So what's next?
Wait and see! Comments eagerly antcipated! It's like crack for writers :D