Protector
Protector
SnakesShadow
This is my second story of the week of a planned four, if I can I might do five just cause I feel sorry for the last two weeks. The first one was rather rough, so I was feeling in a more gentle mood today, not that the first part is gentle. And, yes, I am writing these the day I upload them, I'm out of old stories to fix up for you all. Anyway, this is another story I could write a sequel to. This usually doesn't happen, so I might take advantage even if you all don't tell me you want it. Bye!
Characters:
- Zackariah Trailborn- 18, Dire Wolf, 6'8'', pitch black fur covering most of his body with red tattoos covering some of it, specifically the tribal tattoos starting at his wrists and moving up and connected across his collar bone, along with a willow tree on his back, his eyes are a bright red reminiscent of his tattoos, lean build with very defined, ripcord muscles.
- Echo Zephyr- 16, Husky, 5'6'', pure white fur with no highlights or tattoos, bright amber eyes hidden by a pair of thick glasses, and a lithe if not skinny build.
Let's Start:
POV: 3rd
Zackariah sighed as he walked through the heavy double doors, shifting his satchel to fit better on his shoulder. Today had already been pretty bad, he woke up late, had to rush through his morning routine, got stuck behind some old grandma on the road, and it was Monday. And, all of that happened before he got to school, he just knew his day would only get worse now. For as long as he could remember, he had been bullied and made fun of. Most of his peers called him a mix of a School Shooter and a Bad Boy who had confidence issues. What he really was, was a Lonely Dire Wolf with an above average intelligence and Social Anxiety. He had confidence, he knew his limits and tried to improve them whenever he could, and he also knew that if he really applied himself, his peers wouldn't stand a chance. Unfortunately, he lacked the motivation to work hard or stand up to the ignorant and sadistic bullies.
Shaking himself out of his inner monologue, Zack quickly made his way to the cafeteria line and grabbed a chocolate milk, a juice, and a cereal bowl. He nodded to the lunch ladies and gave them a small smile. They smiled widely and exchanged thank yous with him, he was one of the only kids who got breakfast just so the school could keep up the free food. After giving them his number, Zack put the juice and cereal on the leftovers table and kept the milk for himself. Chocolate was one of his favorite things after all. Glancing around the lunch room, he sighed again when he saw that most of the tables were full. No one would let him sit with them anyway, so he chose an empty table and pulled out a chair to sit in.
He drank half of the milk in one gulp, they only had one size of everything and he was a pretty big fur, before pulling out his sketchbook. He'd been drawing since he was about 4 years old, his mom having taught him before both her and his father died in a car crash a year later. Flipping over the entries of furs, objects, and just abstract things, Zack quickly made it to a blank page. He was feeling in more of an abstract mood right now, and knew that if he tried to draw a fur he'd probably end up with an unidentifiable blob. The first line was perfectly straight, the next branching off it like a, well, a branch. More and more branches came and Zack started to see the picture of a short trunk with a huge area for leaves or something. Blending the lines better and making them more organic, he shifted from the trunk to what was going to be the top. Thinking for a moment, leaves didn't seem right, but something like a mushroom top sounded right. Connecting all the branches with a single line, he quickly pulled the pencil up to connect the ends at a point, creating a mushroom. It was abstract and almost alien-like, but it was beautiful in Zack's eyes.
The sound of fighting and yelling caught his ears, and he looked up in time to see a bunch of Juniors picking on what looked like a tiny Sophomore. There were about 6 Juniors, and without a second glance, Zack knew that they were all on the football team. Half of them were dogs, but two were rhinos, and the last was a giant cat. They were all a few inches shorter than Zack but about three times as thick, and not in the good way. The Sophomore they were picking on was a Husky, at least, Zack thought it was a Husky from the little he could see of them. Their fur seemed to be a pure white color, and they had to be a good head shorter than all of the Juniors, let alone Zack. A small whimper from the Husky made something ignite in Zack's heart. He'd always hated bullies, and seeing 6 giant Juniors picking on such a small Sophomore made his blood feel like poison. And the fact that no one was stopping them, actually cheering them on, cemented Zack's decision.
Stuffing his sketchbook unceremoniously into his satchel, Zack stood up so fast that his chair fell backwards with a crash. Everyone quited and the Juniors turned away from their target to look at Zack, just as he planned. Instantly, his eyes were roaming over his newfound enemies, noting weaknesses and pressure points. The Dire Wolf pulled off his sweatshirt in order to give himself more freedom and set it on the table, leaving him bare from the waist up. Zack knew that many furs were staring at his tattoos and muscles, but he couldn't care less as he started walking forwards. The Juniors all seemed to laugh at what they thought was a little dog, not thinking he would pose any danger at all.
One of the dogs, a dobie, stepped forward and pulled out a pocket knife before flipping it open. The only reaction Zack had to the weapon was to glance down at it for a second, analyzing it and its potential, 4 inch handle with a 5 and ½ inch blade, dull blade with a sharp tip, used as a tool and not a weapon, good for stabbing, bad for cutting. The dog hesitated for a moment, either worried he was in school or surprised that Zack hadn't gone running for the hills, before anger took over his face and made him walk faster. In a matter of seconds, the two canines were upon each other.
The Doberman went for a front stab and Zack easily grabbed his wrist. Twisting it backwards with a harsh snap, Zack didn't even blink as the dog let out a howl of pain. Pushing forward, the wolf stabbed the dog in the left shoulder with his own knife. Blood squirted from the new wound and the dobie howled lounder. Raising his leg, Zack kicked the dog's knee backwards with a satisfying crunch and slammed his head into a table to his left. The table broke and the doberman fell to the ground with a few broken bones, a stab wound, a fractured skull, and a concussion. The rest of the Juniors shared a look and both rage and fear, but none of them were smart enough to walk away.
The other two dogs, a German Shepard and a Black Labrador, tried to attack Zack at the same time. The sheppie was unarmed, but the lab grabbed a nearby chair and went to slam it into the wolf's snout. Grabbing the chair, Zack easily wrenched it out of the dog's paws before ripping off two of the metal legs. Zack ducked a punch from the German Shepard and used his right paw to slam the metal and flesh leg together. The dog let out a yelp and Zack stood up while twisting before slamming his elbow into the Labrador's muzzle. The sheppie fell to his knees while the other dog clutched at his bleeding snout. Using the chair legs, Zack hit the shepard over the head, knocking him out and giving him a concussion, before hitting both of the labrador's shoulders, breaking them easily. The second dog passed out from the pain and fell to the ground alongside his friend.
The last three Juniors shared another glance, before pulling out their hidden weapons. The two Rhinos pulled out hunting knives, 5 inch handles with 7 and ½ inch blades, stainless steel with black paint coating, American Tanto blades, razor sharp, very dangerous. Then, the cat, a Tiger, pulled out a gun and screams filled the air. Zack's eyes widened at the balls on this cat, Glock 19 gen 3, 9mm bullets, 15 round capability, 5.5 pound trigger pull, no safety, reliabel, dangerous, collateral damage expected if allowed to fire, take out immediately. Stepping forward, Zack threw the leg in his right hand with all of his might. It flew through the air at a ridiculous speed, slipping right between the two Rhinos, and hit the cat's right hand without remorse. The cat dropped the gun and grabbed at his broken hand, but Zack knew it wouldn't be long before the cat grabbed the gun again.
Moving forward, the wolf blocked a slash to his left with the one leg he had left and grabbed the wrist of the other rhino who attempted to overhead stab him. Shifting to the left, Zack stole the knife of the second rhino who tried to stab him, and sliced the shoulder of the first rhino. Said rhino roared with pain and went to grab his shoulder, the muscles there cut clean through. Still twisting, the wolf smashed the second rhino in the face with the metal leg, bending it around his face and dropping it to the floor. Doing one last twist, Zack sliced through both of the Rhino's Achilles heels, making sure they would never play football again. There was blood pooling all over the cafeteria floor, but none of it had touched the wolf as he moved too fast.
Turning to face his final opponent, Zack was unsurprised to see the Tiger holding the gun with his left hand while still cradling his right. He had a smug look on his face, with a sadistic gleam in his brown eyes. That look didn't last for long though, as the wolf shifted his body and let the knife in his right paw fly. It moved so fast that the cat couldn't react, and it impacted with the cat's shoulder, slicing through the muscles and making the arm go lack. Stepping forward again, Zack grabbed the cat's gun and made quick work of disassembling it, letting the separate parts fall to the ground. Then, the wolf ripped the knife out of the cat's shoulder, making him yowl and scream, before flipping the knife and slamming the butt into the Tiger's head. He let the knife fall to the ground too, joining the rest of the trash on the floor.
Finally, Zack's instincts quieted down and left him to deal with the aftermath. There was absolute silence, not one fur dared to speak as they all stared wide eyed at the wolf. He spared them one glance before looking over at the Sophomore. The Husky was knocked out, but he was still whimpering in his unnatural sleep. His face was a little bruised, but Zack would guess that most of the damage was done to his stomach and back. Crouching down, the wolf pocketed a pair of glasses that obviously belonged to the small dog, before picking up the Husky himself. No one dared to stop him as he walked towards the double doors of the school. He grabbed his satchel when he passed, but didn't bother with anything else. Zack was going to get this pup to his house to rest and no one would stop him. The school would probably cover all of this up, they loved their football team after all, but they wouldn't try and press charges against Zack because he could press them right back.
Line Break
Echo woke up slowly, not at all like he was used to. His head was hurting and his stomach and back ached like he'd never felt before. He opened his eyes to blissful darkness, he'd bet that any light would be too much by now. Groaning, he tried to sit up and only managed to hold himself up for a few seconds before his arms gave out. Letting himself fall back down, Echo closed his eyes and decided to wait for the pain to go away. Then, like a lightning bolt, the memories of what happened before he was knocked out came back to him. A bunch of giant Juniors had ganged up on him, first calling him names and insulting him before resorting to beating him for their amusement.
Eyes shooting open, Echo looked around for any bullies or dangers. All he found was... a bedroom, and not his either. Calming down slightly, he was still worried about where he was because he should either be in his own bed or at a hospital, preferably the second. Taking a few sniffs to see if he recognised the scent in the room, he couldn't help the delighted whine that came from his throat. Whoever's bedroom this was, smelled like mint, chocolate, and cinnamon, three of his favorite things ever. The smell was everywhere too, especially on the pillows and sheets, telling Echo that the canine, for it was a canine and male, had slept there the night before.
Shaking himself from his scent induced bliss, he took a moment to look around the room he was in. The bed itself was pushed into the farthest corner of the room, with the foot pointing towards the wall with the door. Next to the bad was a night stand with a charging laptop and phone on it and beside that was a desk. The desk was big, taking up the rest of the wall, and there were multiple different art supplies and notebooks. There were drawings pinned to the wall above the desk, some looked like portraits, others were geometric designs, and there were even just some abstract drawings of alien-like things. On the wall adjacent to that one, there were two bookshelves that were filled with books. Echo could make out the titles, but most of them were thicker than the Harry Potter books. Right beside the second bookshelf was a closed closet with a basket next to it, obviously for clothes. Finally, the wall with the door was bare except for the giant mural painted onto it. Said mural was a mass of different styles of art that Echo wasn't even going to try and name.
This was obviously the room of an artist, or at least someone aspiring to be an artist, and Echo didn't know anyone like that. From the size of the bed he was in, the guy was enormous, too, and had black fur. His clothes were already covered in it since he was under the covers, and he would bet that there was some stuck in his white fur. Echo wasn't a vain fur, but it would take a long time to get black fur out of his pure white fur. Not to mention his grey t-shirt and red pants, he could see his white jacket draped over the chair in front of the desk, probably to keep him from sweating. A few moments later, Echo let his eyes close again, he was worried about where he was but the fur who brought him here obviously seemed to be nice. His breathing calmed down and his head started to ease up, though his back and stomach were still killing him. Then, he heard footsteps coming towards the room. They actually sounded a bit forceful, probably the fur letting him know that he was coming.
The door opened slowly and a black furred head stuck through. Despite the fact he didn't have his glasses, Echo's first thought when he saw the canine was that he was very hot. When the other fur saw that he was awake, he opened the door more and walked in, showing that he wasn't wearing anything above the waist. Most of his fur was black, but Echo could make out lines of red along his arms and chest, most likely from a tattoo. His chest itself was very defined, and Echo was right about him being tall though he seemed to have a leaner build than most. Judging from the size, the Husky guessed that he was a species of wolf, most likely a Dire Wolf. Echo could see what he thought was a first aid kit in his right hand, but he barely paid attention to that when he finally got a look at the wolf's eyes. They were a bit blurry, but the bright red color could be seen from any distance. But, before he could get lost in the wolf's eyes, the wolf reached up to a light switch with his left paw but didn't flip it. Getting the hint, Echo closed his eyes and waited for the lights to come one before opening them again.
"I'm glad to see you're awake, puppy. I wanted to treat your back and stomach earlier, but I don't think you would have liked to have woken up with your shirt off and a giant wolf on top of you." The Dire Wolf said, his voice coming out deep and rumbly. He smiled as he explained himself, causing Echo to blush as he thought about it. Still, he watched as the wolf walked closer to him and set the first aid kit on the nightstand before sitting next to him on the bed. Now that the wolf was closer, Echo could see a bit more of him, but his sight was still blurry. The wolf beside him hummed with realization and seemed to remember something before pulling a pair of glasses out of his pocket. He undid them and gently sat them on the Husky's face, making the small dog blush even harder than before.
"T-Thank you." Echo said, shifting slightly before the pain in his back flared up again and caused him to whine softly. "And, I would really like it if you could do something for my back." He added, almost absently. The wolf just smiled at him, before his face went slack with worry. From what Echo could see, the other fur didn't like to see him in pain. No one beside his parents had ever worried this much about him, not even the ones he thought were his friends. The wolf stood up and opened the kit before rifling through it, checking to see if he had anything. There was a bruise salve that also worked as a pain reliever, and a good massage would definitely help.
"Alright, I've got some salve that should work, plus, it won't mess with your fur at all. If you want it, then I'll need you to take your shirt off and turn over, it should also work for your stomach if you need it. And, my name is Zackaraih, by the way, though most furs just call me Zack." Zack said, turning away from the first aid kit to look at the Husky. Echo was surprised that the wolf would just offer his help instead of battering for it, but he guessed that Zack was just that nice, even if he was a little suspicious. Shaking the thought from his mind, Echo focused on how much his back hurt and quickly nodded towards the wolf before sitting up. He whimpered at the pain that ran through his back and almost fell back again when Zack's big yet gentle paws grabbed him and helped.
"Thank you, again. And, my name is Echo." The Husky said, smiling at the big wolf. Zack just nodded to him before turning around, letting the dog have a little privacy while he took his shirt off. Echo blushed, he was going to be half naked in front of a really hot guy who was going to then rub all over his back and maybe his stomach too. He shook himself from his thoughts yet again, he really needed to stop doing that. Whimpering slightly, Echo pulled his shirt over his head and let it drop to the floor beside the bed. It didn't really matter since it was already covered in black fur. It was both easier and harder to turn around on his stomach, his legs hurt slightly but it was quickly over. Zack turned around after the bed stopped creaking and was treated to the sight of Echo laying ontop of his bed without a shirt and with his head propped up on his crossed arms. He could feel himself getting hard, but pushed that to the back of his mind since the pup needed his help right now.
Grabbing the salve, Zack made his way to the bed and slowly got onto it. He didn't want to scare Echo or make him think he was just trying to take advantage of him. He swung one leg over the pup and basically straddled Echo's ass. Said dog was a bit stiff, not that comfortable with the Dire Wolf practically on top of him, even his tail was ramrod straight in an attempt to not touch the wolf behind him. Opening the jar, Zack spread a good bit of the salve on his paws and immediately started on the Husky's shoulders, just to relax him if nothing else. And it seemed to work too, since two seconds later Echo melted into his paws. The Husky was already convinced Zack had the paws of a god, and the cool salve covering them made the pain disappear almost immediately. Zack started to really work the salve into Echo's back, actually massaging it at the same time when he ran into knots and tension. Subconsciously, the Husky's tail started to wag back and forth, hitting the Dire Wolf's thighs and getting him to wag his tail, too.
Both canines were slowly getting more and more aroused as time went on, Echo from the massage and just the thought of Zack above him, and Zack from the Husky below him. About halfway into the massage, Echo started to let out moans and whines. He tried to bite his lip to muffle them, but that only worked for a few seconds before Zack hit an extra tense muscle and pleasure rolled up his spine. His tail was wagging faster than before and was almost bruising the wolf's thighs. Zack didn't care though, the sound of the Husky's moan were music to his ears and only made him work better and get harder. After slathering his paws in the salve one last time, Zack started to get closer and closer to Echo's tail and ass. The farther down he got, the more Echo seemed to moan, and both of them felt like the room was suddenly getting too hot. Finally, rubbing above and beside the Husky's quickly wagging tail, Zack knew he was done but he really didn't want to get up right now. But, he had no reason to stay there and managed to tear himself away and stand beside the bed again. Echo moaned one last time, this one sounding sad and disappointed, before he looked over at the wolf. Both of their faces were red, but neither of them acknowledged it.
"If you want me to, I can do your front side now." Zack said, his voice almost sounded strained and he averted his gaze slightly. Echo licked his lips at the idea, and he could feel himself getting hard in his pants, well, harder than he already was. Without answer, the Husky simply flipped himself over and put his arms to the side. Zack licked his lips this time, a low growl escaping his throat at the sight. Moving back to the bed, Zack slowly settled himself above the Husky's crotch, straddling him again. He leaned forward while slathering some salve in his paws, and groaned when his clothed cock made contact with Echo's. Said Husky threw his head back and whined, not at all used to such pleasure.
Starting at the pup's shoulders again, Zack slowly made his way down Echo's chest. This time though, he was also rocking back and forth, rubbing their bulges together. The Husky quickly started to moan and whine again, not able to hold back his vocalizations. Even the wolf was growling slightly as he ground down against the pup. Echo moaned especially hard when Zack rubbed over his nipples, and the wolf made sure to tease them a bit before moving onto the dog's stomach. He sped up slightly, eager to get their "foreplay" over with, but he made sure to actually spread the salve around so Echo wouldn't be in pain anymore. Then, Zack got to the Husky's waist and the slight v of muscle that was leading down. He looked up at Echo while sliding back so he could get more comfortable while also bringing his mouth closer to the Husky's crotch. A single nod later, and the wolf was making quick work of Echo's pants.
Zack slid both the pants and underwear down until he could get them off, leaving a naked husky on his bed. And what a sight it was, Echo's face was flushed and his muzzle was open and drooling. His arms were still above his head, his wrists crossed as if someone was holding them there. His stomach and chest glistened slightly from the clear salve and he was breathing pretty heaving. The Husky's legs were spread slightly to allow the wolf to kneel between them, and his tail was slowly wagging back and forth under him. Finally, his doggy cock was hard and red, glistening itself from the natural lubricants, some even dribbled down onto his sheath and balls, and Zack caught just a bit of the hidden pucker beneath those white balls. The wolf couldn't help the groan that escaped his throat, and his face morphed into that of a desperate fur. God, Zack had never known another canine could look so delicious and oddly innocent at the same time.
Leaning down, Zack took in a big whiff of Echo's crotch, smelling cinnamon and the hidden musk behind it. He went even farther forward, bracing himself on the Husky's thighs, and gave a small lick to the tip of Echo's dick. There was a salty, yet attractive, taste and Zack immediately licked it again. Echo let out a strangled moan as the wolf started to slobber on his cock, he'd never felt anything like this before, not even when he was jerking himself off. Wanting more, Zack took the Husky's cock into his mouth and went straight down to the root, it tickled the back of his throat but he'd never once puked in his whole life and wasn't going to start now. The next sound out of Echo mouth was a gasp as his breath left him and was replaced with pleasure. The feeling of Zack's hot and wet mouth around him sent sparks up and down his spine, and he could feel his knot quickly forming.
Pulling himself up slightly, Zack waited a second before going back down, quickly setting up a good pace. One of his paws left Echo's thighs and started to massage and play with the Husky's balls. He even wrapped his tongue around Echo's cock and eventually his knot, slipping it into the dog's sheath slightly. Echo was having the time of his life, moans and drool left his muzzle at the same time and his tail was going faster than a helicopter blade. He could feel the knot in his stomach tightening faster and faster, and he whined loudly to try and warn Zack. Said wolf didn't do anything but quicken his pace and tease the Husky even more. Finally, Echo's knot fully inflated and Zack took it into his mouth, sending the tip of the dog's cock into his throat and humming around it. Echo howled, his back arched, and his tail went ramrod straight. One throb, two, three... And then he came, firing shot after shot of hot dog cum down the wolf's throat and straight into his stomach. Zack gulped it all down, trying to get every drop out of the wolf he could since the salty taste was actually pretty good.
After another few seconds, Echo was left panting and moaning while Zack was left with a full stomach. Pulling off of the dog's cock, Zack climbed back up the husky until they were face to face. Echo himself had whined sadly when the wolf let his cock out to the open air, but quickly quieted down when said wolf came face to face with him. They stared at each other for a moment, something... not profound, but beautiful happening. Then, Zack leaned down and kissed the Husky. It was a chaste kiss, no tongue, but both of them moaned as their lips came together. They came apart a second later, still staring at each other. And Zack dived back down with another kiss, this time it was hungry, all teeth and tongue. Echo was surprised for a second, before he joined in, too. The Husky's paws moved for the first time in a while and threaded themselves with the Dire Wolf's ears. Zack growled when his ears were pulled slightly and retaliated by grabbing the puppy's cock, hard. Echo whined, his entire body going slack as pleasure rolled through him again, and Zack ended up jerking the dog off to get more of those whining moans out of him.
While this was going on, Zack used his other paw to grab some more salve and start spreading it around his claws before moving it behind his other one. Echo was too busy dealing with the pleasure rolling through him to notice his balls being moved slightly and the little bit of shifting Zack did. But, he definitely noticed when one of the Dire Wolf's claws stealthily invaded his anus, going all the way in until the ring was pressed against Zack's paw. Zack wiggled his claw slightly, and Echo broke the kiss to throw his head back and howl. The wolf didn't need to be told what he just hit, and he pressed a little harder against the Husky's prostate. And since Echo had thrown his head back, Zack was treated to the sight of a bare and unmarked throat, and he just couldn't let such a travesty continue. The first nibble surprised Echo, but the lick and the bite that came next eased his thoughts and let him dissolve back into the land of pleasure.
Echo moaned in slight sadness when Zack started to pull his claw out, then the wolf pushed it all the way back in and took his breath away for a few seconds. He was in so much pleasure right now, but he was still riding the coattails of his first orgasm, meaning his cock was painfully hard right now with his knot still inflated. Zack definitely took advantage of this, squeezing down on the Husky's knot whenever he started to clench too hard on his claw, that seemed to get the pup to relax instantly. Using this trick, Zack quickly started a fast pace and managed to slip another claw into Echo. The salve he was using made sure that Echo didn't feel the burning pain that most furs felt when being stretched, meaning that he was only getting the immense pleasure that came with it. Finally, after another minute or so of fingering, Zack managed to get a third claw into Echo's asshole. It was still a bit tight, but from the look on the Husky's face, it was time to get started.
A whimper of loss came from the pup as Zack pulled his paw out of his ass, he'd never felt so empty before. It was just like there was something missing but he couldn't tell what. The wolf couldn't stop the smile that formed when he saw Echo's begging look, but he was already busy complying with the Husky's wishes. It took him a second or so with his slick paws, but Zack managed to get his pants off and kicked them away, glad for his aversion to underwear. Echo looked down when all of the pleasure stopped, whining and whimpering, begging with everything but words. Then, he saw the wolf slicking up his penis with the salve and his jaw dropped. Zack's dick was a shining red color and was easily longer and thicker than a horse cock. He was using both paws to slick up his cock, and still couldn't cover half of it. His black balls were the size of oranges or softballs, and there was a hint of a giant knot hidden by his sheathe.
Echo's head fell back and his eyes glazed over not in shock, but in pleasure. He'd never thought he'd see such a huge cock in his lifetime, let alone have it stuffed into him. God, he could feel it right now. Zack watched amusedly when Echo threw his head back and started to rub his stomach. He knew he was big, it was one of the reasons for his social anxiety sometimes. But, to see Echo react with such pleasure and anticipation boosted his ego a lot and made him certain that he would enjoy his cock. Scooting forward, Zack let go of his cock and picked up Echo's legs from behind the knees. He raised them, slightly surprised when the Husky turned out to be very flexible and was able to fold them up to his shoulders. Echo snapped out of his gaze and grabbed a hold of his legs so Zack could focus on lining up his cock. One paw holding the Husky's hip and the other holding his cock, Zack pressed the tip of his dick against Echo's still tight ring. He pushed forward and met a good bit of resistance, making him growl and Echo moan.
Growling harder, Zack put a bit more force behind his cock and started to increase it when he still couldn't get in. Echo's ass was a mix of pain and pleasure despite the pain relieving salve on everything back there. Then, with a soft pop and a loud moan, Zack's cock started to sink into the Husky. They were both left moaning and groaning as inch after long inch of Zack's cock disappeared. About ? of the ways in, both of the canines noticed that Echo's stomach was starting to bulge. And by the time Zack bottomed out, you could see the detail of his cock on Echo's skin. The Husky was slowly rubbing the tip from the outside, moaning every few seconds while whining and drooling between them. Zack's eyes were skrewed up and his mouth was open in a snarl while a deep growl escaped his throat. He'd never felt something so hot and tight around his cock, and he knew that both of them were totally ruined for any other guy. He doubted he'd ever find somefur as tight as Echo, and they both knew Echo wouldn't find a fur as big as him unless he went to a worse or bull, maybe even a giraffe.
Slowly pulling out of the Husky, Zack let his snarl ease up and immediately went back to attacking the pup's neck. He loved the taste of his fur and skin, licking and nibbling on it to mark it up as well and tell everyfur out there that Echo was his. Said Husky couldn't care less and just stretched his head to the side to give the wolf more room. He was more concerned with the cock currently leaving his asshole. If he could think logically, Echo would have realized that the wolf was only doing this to thrust back in, but that ability had been thrown out the window a long time ago. All he knew was that Zack was pulling out of him and he was starting to feel empty again. Then, just as he was about to start whining and begging, the Dire Wolf thrust all the way back in with so much force that the bed rocked back into the wall and caused a bang. Said bang did nothing to cover up the howl Echo let out as his eyes rolled back in his head and his back arched. Thankfully, he didn't cum just yet, but he was very close. Zack could see this too, and quickly started a hard and fast pace, trying to get himself close so that they could cum at the same time, like a real mated pair would.
Echo couldn't help but moan and whine as he felt that huge wolf cock destroy his guts. His paws were still rubbing his belly, feeling the tip distend his stomach over and over in a matter of seconds. Zack was holding onto the Husky's hips with both paws now, and still couldn't get the leverage he wanted. Sure, he was thrusting about 3 times a second, but he wanted to go harder and deeper, two of the few words Echo still had in his vocabulary. A genius idea came to him, and Zack smirked and he moved one of his footpaws under him. Echo could only yelp and go along with it when Zack suddenly pushed him onto his back. He knew the wolf was doing something to help him thrust harder, and that was the only thing that kept him from whining about the interruption. Zack was now standing up on his bed, with Echo squeezed between his crotch and the bed, with his own doggy cock pointed straight at his face. With this new position, the wolf was able to get deeper into the Husky, and said dog was tighter than before.
When the new pace started, Echo couldn't help the howl he let out. His paws could feel the difference in his stomach as the cock inside of him went deeper and deeper with every thrust. Zack was growling again, panting slightly from all the effort he'd gone through already, and he could feel his knot quickly filling up. It took another few minutes of thrusting and fucking, but the Dire Wolf's knot did inflate, though not full yet. It popped it and out of the Husky's anus, making the dog let out a broken bark every time it did. Finally, Echo was starting to reach his second peak when Zack's knot got too fat to slip into his asshole. The wolf started to hammer the dog, slamming his inflated knot against the dog's ring to try and stretch it enough to slip in.
Then, with a loud howl and a wet pop, both canines howled. Zack's cock was now buried in Echo's gut and the husky could feel the bulge in his stomach get bigger by a few inches. There was a second where time seemed to stop, each canine was howling and throbbing but they couldn't cum. A slight shift of Echo's guts set it off and both of them came at the same time. Zack watched as Echo painted his face white with streaks of his own cum, and could feel his cock pumped shot after shot of fertile wolf cum into his new mate. Echo was forced to close his eyes, so he couldn't exactly see what was happening, but the feeling of his own cum landing on his face and in his open, howling mouth along with the hot and wet feeling in his guts was absolutely blissful. It took a few seconds for Echo to stop cumming, and he swallowed the cum in his mouth before trying to lick it off his face. Zack however, was still pumping, and both of them would moan and groan whenever his dick throbbed and deposited another shot of hot wolf cum into Echo's guts.
Zack shifted them around, even managing to twist the Husky around while still being stuffed with his knot. He sat down with Echo in his lap and rubbed the dog's slowly growing stomach. The Husky joined him, and they rubbed his stomach until Zack finally stopped filling him. Echo looked like he was three months past due, and couldn't help but whine when anything touched his stomach. The skin there was so stretched and sensitive that neither of them would be surprised if the dog had stretch marks under his fur. Shifting them again, Zack laid them down in a spooning position and pulled the covers over them. He reached out blindly and grabbed what he thought was a shoe and threw it at the light switch. The lights went out and the shoe crashed to the ground and both of the canines sighed. They relaxed, Zack licking up any cum that Echo hadn't gotten, and slowly fell asleep.
P.S. The image that Zackariah draws is actually something I've done lately, so if any of you want to see it realized or think it would help the story, I could put it in or send it to you. Bye!