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*Seven: Moments to Mark *

Wolford was a little anxious as he stepped into the hotel, it was surprisingly posh and though he knew what room he was to go to, for some reason it made him feel like he was breaking the law. With a sigh the wolf passed by the security guard in his neat clothing and marched straight to the elevator, he stepped inside, pressed for the eighth floor and then froze suddenly. As the door closed his heart was suddenly hammering away in anxiety at the sudden thought that maybe he should go to the reception and tell them that he was spending the night with someone... for the sake of the regulations and rules! But then he pulled back and when the door opened up, he stepped out into the hall and then looked towards room 809.

Wolford's heart was hammering even louder, pinching in his ears and making him feel dizzy and almost ready to faint. He was so excited and so eager for the chance to see Matt again; to help him feel more confident in understanding this aspect of sexuality and he wanted Matt to know it was okay to experiment if he was safe. As Wolford reached the door he tapped on it gently and heard the nervous question on the other side. He informed Matt it was just him and was asked if anyone else were about, thankfully no one was and Wolford was let inside. However, he was a little surprised once he stepped in and removed his coat, Matt launched onto him in a firm hug, grasping at Wolford's shirt and hips, sighing and moaning to rub himself against the wolf's familiar scent.

"Nate... I'm sorry, its just... I... I didn't think I'd like what we'd been doing so much but... but it feels right and then, then tomorrow I'm going home! When I go home I won't be able to tell anyone, won't be able to find anyone... I'll be alone." Wolford sighed as he listened to the words, feeling the teenager nuzzling into him and grimacing as he thought about how familiar it all was. These were the kind of things he'd been like with Artem, only he was being honest, and he was telling Matt firmly that it was not love, it was friendship and experimentation. Matt though was taking it more personally and that was just how it seemed to be for everyone when it came to their 'first' time with someone that was being nice and gentle with them. Wolford stroked at Matt's back with a soft sigh before he felt the fox pull at his shirt, begging him to lean down. "Nate... you'll stay in contact won't you? We can call each other often and tell each other how we're doing... I mean, you'll stay being my friend if you can't be a lover..."

"Of course Matt, I'm looking forward to encouraging you when you get into college... plus I can't wait to tell you when I clear academy... everyone needs friends!" Wolford beamed gently, only to find the tiny fox grasping hold of him and suddenly leaping right up onto him. Wolford gave a soft woof, the little fox leaping onto him, his legs wrapping about him and then suddenly pressing his lips to Wolford's. Matt was moaning as his tongue rolled within Wolford's mouth, making him give a gasp of delight to feel it sliding and slithering against his sensitive mouth. His arms wrapped about the little fox, holding him gently as their tongues continued to tease and twist and taste as Wolford carried Matt over to his hotel bed, sitting him on it on his lap before noticing the other bed and the bag sitting next to it. He pulled away anxiously and Matt turned to look with a soft grunt.

"It's okay... Rob's with his girlfriend Suzie in the next room, Suzie's share Janet's gone to her mum's room for a while, her mum's out in the bar. We have a sort of routine going, plus everyone's celebrating because we won our challenge." Matt stated with a soft giggle, slipping off onto the bed and then waiting for Wolford to sit with him, Matt pulling his shirt and his hose down to show off the fact he was producing a chubby fellow downstairs. Wolford gave a soft sigh of relief before he grasped his shirt, undoing the buttons and then peeling the shirt aside until suddenly Matt lunged onto him. Wolford was on his back and blushing, giggling in amusement as Matt continued to rub his cheeks against the thick wolf fur and sniff heavily. He looked up to Wolford with a soft moan of delight, practically crawling up onto Wolford's stomach, leaning forward and kissing his nose as the wolf dropped his ears softly and gave a few chuckles. Matt then stroked at Wolford's nipples, making the wolf give a shudder of delight before his tongue was lolling softly and the erection on the little fox was getting obvious. "Nate... I don't mind what you want to do... but please can we do something?"

"Of course... do you mind if I lick your tailhole again? You quite enjoyed it yesterday..." Wolford smiled lovingly, and Matt was blushing. Though Matt had not really felt very secure about being fingered and he certainly was not a bottom, he'd been far more eager to be a top and Wolford was grateful of it as he could teach Matt to be gentle, to try things. However, if there was one thing they'd learnt over the past two evenings meeting up outside the bar and going to Rabid's apartment nearby because the hound was eager to help out, Matt really liked being groomed by others. Wolford loved it and he also liked that Matt's libido was as strong as his, that they could easily get very excited and continue their little forays without too much effort. But more interestingly, Matt had an idea for it as he pulled his pants down and then gently grasped and Wolford's wiggling his tail in excitement.

"Okay Nate... but please have your pants down too, I like sucking your cock when you do it... your get excited really quickly and... and I want to do the docking thing you mentioned. You've got a big sheath and I think I could even fit in there and maybe event knot with it!" Matt grinned, turned about to look at him, his own tongue lolling and the damn cute little fox panting playfully. He looked so damn adorable, so much like the sexy little foxes in that dirty magazine, so much sexier than the bad boy types like Vic and Artem. The wolf's heart was hammering as he nodded his head in excitement, his whole body tingling at the thought he might be able to get a knot from someone else fitting within is sheath! The wolf's tail was trying to waggle beneath him with excitement as he looked towards the little fox that was kneeling on him, his round little backside on display as his tongue lolled and his tail was lifting to show off that little pink puckering hole.

When Wolford nodded his head, the little swift fox lounged across the wolf's stomach, moaning as Wolford shuffled his pants down to show off his sheath and swelling form. Matt lounged along him to stretch his little paws onto the sheath, stroking at it and straining out his tongue, knowing that Wolford got pretty hard when he got down to licking him. Wolford leant forward, grasping the small little grey tail and shifting it up as he stretched the cheeks apart, feeling Matt shudder in delight before the wolf's great tongue then slid out and then slid gently across the bright little ring. The little balls pinched together as Matt gave a soft sound and then Wolford's tongue rolled over the ring again, feeling it strain out and then suck in before his tongue then rolled around the ring before slipping back into Wolford's jaw, hearing the little fox give a wheeze of utter joy to feel it.

"Feel good?" Wolford questioned, rolling his tongue against it with a moan as he kicked his lips. The doc's anal glands produced the sweetest musk and it was addictive when coupled with the soft groans of the little animal. The fox turned his head about to look at the wolf with a shivering moan of delight before he began to lap at Wolford's sheath. The wolf smiled, he hoped to make Matt fun out of his arse before they got to any main event and if yesterday was any indication, Wolford knew what to do. His tongue pushed the hole, making it stretch as Matt gave a sharp little intake only to jiggle upon the wolf as he felt the probing tongue slide in and wiggle about rapidly.

The passage eased to let him slide his tongue in more, making Matt gasp and moan for more as Wolford shifted in deeper to find that little spot. He stroked the cluster somewhere not too deep but deep enough as Matt gave out a sharp little whimper, his cock straining out of his sheath. The Swift Fox then stuffed his mouth around the sheath, pulling and tugging at it, loving the taste of Wolford's body and the edge of his male-hood as Wolford gave a soft sigh of pleasure. He licked his damp lips, knowing how far to stick it in and then suddenly shifting it back inside the tight tunnel, stuffing his tongue in to stretch it wide as Matt almost gave a howl, but then Wolford pulled his tongue back and forth, thrusting and pumping his tongue against the fox's sweet spot, making him whimper and whine in utter delight. Matt was panting and huffing swiftly, moaning and sighing, drooling onto Wolford's groin as his eyes watered up for the sensation he knew was coming as the pressure built.

Wolford wanted to hollow him out with his tongue, he didn't care what came out of this place he just loved the scent from the glands that squeezed against his jaws with the excitement. He was panting and huffing, his hot breath making the ring pucker as the great wolf jaw lay cradling the sweet little fox ass within their bite. He looked almost as if to eat the fox as he thrusted in more and then Matt's backside clenched about the tongue and he squeezed, his lips pinching together and wobbling a little as he felt that sudden need to push as his body then burst onto Wolford's tongue... the greasy taint of an anal orgasm as Matt gave a wheeze. He sat back up suddenly as Wolford lay back, the little fox quivering and then giving a gasp as he leant back so Wolford could see his cock straining out and a string of cum shoot out and land on the wolf's pale belly.

"Fuck... awe dude... I feel like I'm the kid that just got a new bicycle... fuck why am I crying from an orgasm so good? Dude... Nate, why do you make me feel so special... I feel like a child after because it makes me so happy and then... then I get like, scared." Matt whimpered as he turned about, tears in his eyes but his face stuck in a stupid grin and a rosy tint to his face. He looked happy drunk and Wolford loved it, he quite loved how gorgeously adorable Matt was as one of the smallest foxes sitting on his body and looking so happy to have made a mess. He turned to look to the mirror he'd placed near the bed, watching his swollen pink asshole start to shrink down but remain clearly hollowed out as Wolford just panted and Matt gave a snort. "Nate... I don't think I should be the bottom with you..."

"Heh... I don't think my cock could fit in there... and I wouldn't want that anyway... I'm a bottom that just really loves ass and well... you've got a gorgeous little booty there..." Wolford teased, sounding drunk as his tongue lolled with drool still hanging from it as well as a slither or two of ass juice. Matt looked like he could probably stand a few more licks to get it cleaned up but Matt was looking at him with a soft whimper, looking as if he were almost asking him to try, but Wolford knew that wouldn't be something Matt could hide from. "So... what do you feel like trying..."

Wolford had grinned and thought to continue, only for Matt to spin about, his cock still out of the sheath and the tip still leaking a little remaining cum as his knees came to the wolf's chest. He bent to lock his lips with the wolf, ignorant to the taste of his own ass within the kisses as they moaned and groan against each over in delight, tongues twirling. Then Matt pulled back, slipping down Wolford's chest and then begging him to shuffle back to the pillows. Wolford snorted as he grasped the duvet too, throwing it back to build more against his back as he leant down and was almost worried Matt was going to try, until the fox turned about to face him. Matt's tongue flickered at Wolford's nipples, making them strain out as he gave a pleasant moan and then the little fox grinned.

"I'm going to try that docking thing... I'm all slippery now so I should get in there... then I just stroke your sheath up over me?" Matt looked to Wolford for advice and he nodded his head in acceptance of the thought. Matt grinned in delight rubbing himself out of his sheath completely and showing off his rather brighter pink form as he manipulated it downwards towards the thick wolf sheath. Wolford gently spread his legs, bend his knees inward to form an almost lotus pose, letting Matt's backside cradle upon his paws as Matt bent his head to lick the sheath. His tongue probed inwards, prodding the sensitive tip of Wolford to make him whimper and push it back to allow him some room. Then Matt brought his slippery cock to the sheath, gently slipping into it the open lip of the sheath, the sudden tingling sensation and strange heat making Wolford give a moan and his cock almost poke outward. He gave a gentle whimper as Matt then slid himself in as carefully as he could, feeling the flesh suck around and hold him so he was suddenly pausing and trembling. "Oh God... I'm small enough to fit in there perfectly... Nate... it feels like a vagina... just not as hot and wet but... but just as tight... what if... what if I tie with you here, I'll end up hurting you!"

"Well, you're experimenting with me and I'll heal... you'd be taking my sheath's virginity... hehe..." Wolford grinned, trying to keep calm but the suggestion made him bulge and he could feel his cock pushing upward to bump the smaller fox form. As Matt buried his face into Wolford's stomach, worried he'd be forced out, the sheath showed off its elasticity and seemed to bulge against where they were both touching as both gasped and wheezed in pleasure. The sensation within was not only something boiling within him, but hot stroking and glazing his own form and the stretching felt good. Wolford was shuddering in pleasure, it felt almost as good as a cock in his backside, feeling the way that little prick was somehow swelling in pleasure to have the contact before Matt then widened his hips, squatting over Wolford, burying his face into Wolford's stomach again before he started thrusting.

The sudden sensation, done in shallow little dips so that he did not suddenly pop out of the sheath was stronger than just their dicks rubbing together. Wolford could feel heat, an invasive heat that was making his groin burn for how good and different it felt. He was soon panting, shaking to feel the thrusting pulling him out and then letting him relax in, pushing and barging to keep his cock in. It was making Wolford feel like he was being denied a chance to have an orgasm, that Matt would not allow him to cum as Matt's bulge was squeezing against him and the thrusting was causing his own sheath to tighten and stroke his cock. It was making him whimper and whine softly, it felt good... it felt too good and he was loving it!

"So weird but... but its good... is it okay Nate? I'm not hurting you am I?" Matt questioned, heaving and panting to control his thrusts and thankful that his knot was forming outside of the wolf's flesh and not going to rip him. But Matt was soon groaning again, it felt a bit weird, like if a vagina had a dick inside it already, it wasn't bad... it felt really good even if it certainly didn't smell the same! He was groaning as he felt the desire to cum as Wolford refused to say if there was indeed anything wrong with it, just throw his head back and pant, his own hips trying to twitch but for the control he tried to keep. It felt really good, weird, but good! Then Matt began to groan and he quickly pulled himself free with a large pop that mad Wolford gag, gasp and cum in a firm spray up Matt's face as the teenage fox sat back with a grunt. "Bit of revenge for my first time huh?"

"Uh..." Wolford slumped back, groaning as he watched his tip keep oozing and spurting cum, feeling like it had to get rid of it all for the weird pressure and Matt was watching with a grin. He dared to lean forward and lick the tip, watching the wolf tremble slightly in pleasure before he then leant forward and quickly licked Wolford's muzzle. To his great shock, Matt was grabbed to Wolford's chest and held there whilst Wolford licked his own cum from Matt's face, making the little fox tremble in pleasure before he pulled back to show his cock was still hard and really desperate for relief. "Sorry... shall I hang off the bed?"

"That'll be interesting..." Matt grinned in amusement, watching Wolford suddenly slip over the side of the bed, grabbing a cushion and leaning his chest into it, his legs and backside hanging off the edge of the bed. Wolford had always wondered what this might be work with the blood rushing to his head so that he probably didn't have to worry about being erect and could just focus on his ass... but also it was for Matt. Being one of the smallest canine species in the world and so much smaller than Wolford was, getting the chance to climb onto his backside and thrust in like he might anyone else might be made a little less... humiliating if he was lower down. Matt was grateful and as soon as the tail was lifted, he teased the head of his cock into the tight little ring, musing that his small form was still a little thicker than Wolford's little tailhole but that was what made it all the better... Wolford was made to be fucked by a fox. "I'm gonna put it in, you're pretty excited around here, it keeps opening out when I stroke it."

"Do what you want Big Guy... I'm all yours..." Wolford beamed, feeling oddly comfortable like this, lounging at the front and feeling a warm cock stroking between his cheeks... he could quite get used to it! Heck, Wolford could quite cope with a life where no matter what he would come home from a hard day of work to a cute little fox, have a shower, eat dinner and then accept any kind of sexual request his lover might want. He could imagine weekends lounging on his sofa, suddenly having a little foxy friend climb onto him, nibble his shoulder and start to grind against him! It was just what really worked for him and Wolford flicked his ears back to listen to the little fox as Matt gave a groan of pleasure and stroked his sharp head to the tight hole with a moan. As Wolford gave a pleasurable sound, glad to feel the heat and anticipating the pleasure, Matt then slid his cock straight in with just a slight bit of resistance as Matt gave a gasp of joy and shuddered. He was almost about to cum at the sensation of heat and the way the body wrapped about him so tightly... it was so damn good!

Wolford gave a soft wheeze, feeling the heat slide in deep and make his whole body shiver with pleasure as he gave a moan and felt himself clench and tighten around the fox. Matt gave a wheeze of excitement, squatting down some more and then started to thrust in deeply and pull out in shallow delves. He didn't want to go too fast or too vigorously in case he lost his position or fell out of such a tight hole. It amused Wolford to feel the same technique used with his sheath before Matt began to feel the relaxing of the passage as Wolford moaned in pleasure. As Matt gained confidence that he would be able to slip in and out without too much difficulty, he then began to pump himself with soft deep grunts straight into Wolford's passage, his paws around the wolf's big hips as the bigger canine gave a moan of utter pleasure. The more Matt pumped in, the wetter it got and the bigger his knot began to form as it barged to try and get in the widening rim, Wolford sighing and moaning as if he were enjoying a pleasurable massage.

Matt gripped him tighter, moaning and panting, knowing his knot was going to lock in faster than he had expected thanks to the sheath play, but it was still so good. The soft squelching sound told him that he was going smoother, that it was getting better for his partner and the way it tingle around him, the way the passage held him in a wet sucking motion like Wolford's own jaws was beautiful. It was hot and beautiful, tight and he could feel so much more within this canine than he thought could be possible with such a size difference between them. His tongue was lolling, his knot bulging and then, when he barged into in deep with a thick thrust of his hips, Wolford gave a gasp of joy and then it locked in tight. Matt felt the rim pinch around the end of the knot, the wolf's ass swallowing the whole thing as Matt moaned loudly, his body starting to shoot hot cum into the wolf's backside as his tongue hang out and Wolford moaned.

Each soft pumping squeeze of the fox's dick pushed fresh heat and moisture into his body, Wolford cuddled into the pillow, moaning loudly for the sudden tight clench and wet little squishing sensation within that came with a firm wave of pleasure. Wolford moaned, feeling his body melting around that cock, feeling like one with Matt as they moaned and sighed together, joined in the orgasm as the cum continued to pump into him. Matt moaned and licked at the top of Wolford's hips, insisting he loved him, he never wanted anyone but him and Wolford gave a sigh of joy. He wanted to say the very same, that he never wanted anyone other than Matt... but he was quite aware of the fact that this was their last time together and that was all it would be.

Wolford and Matt text for about four months after their meeting, Wolford enjoying the gloryhole and the club all the same but enjoying the conversations with Matt and being someone he could talk with. But as their study work got more intense, suddenly Matt stopped texting and calling, each week Wolford would send a quick 'how are you' message but it would never be answered. By the sixth month, Wolford dared to call the number, only to find it would not connect, telling him the number no longer existed. Wolford was not offended, he'd known he'd just played the role of Artem for another young gay canine that had needed to know it was safe for him... but unlike Artem, Wolford had not made it so cruel or tragic and he was content to let it end.

Eventually, Wolford went through the academy, acing every class and becoming quite popular amongst the group but not finding another boyfriend at all. He focused on his work, he buried himself within it and every time he wanted something, he went to the Fox and Hound to play in the gloryhole. Sometimes he was sucking them off, sometimes he was sucking someone off when another client wanted to get in with him and take him whilst he was sucking someone off. He kept it anonymous, making friends out of the regulars if they wanted to but most was just as silent as it should be and Wolford was content with that. Matt had been special... but there was no one else that even remotely made him interested in it.

He passed through as a Valedictorian in his class, being presented and fussed in front of the crowds at the graduation ceremony, but to his own dismay, he was alone. None of the Wolford family had come to see him and no one else was present from his other friends. He doubted that Tremaine or Angelo would have thought to come, or even Rabid Dog, it would have perhaps been a little awkward, but he was definitely alone. He didn't take offense to it; his family had made a point of not wanting him to be a police officer and he just hoped that in quiet they were proud all the same. There was a party the others, especially Fangmeyer pulled him into going to and he was happy to spend time with them all, knowing he had friend and companions amongst the ZPD's new recruits and then... then he decided that it was time to go to the Fox and Hound.

Not drunk because he was not keen on drinking where he'd ended up with the Aardwolf getting drunk on him, the cop bar had been nice and they'd been happy but he was lonely. The wolf had strolled in his new uniform to the Fox and Hound Nightclub, knowing that it was out of hours and the place was closed, but that if Tremaine was not around, Donovan would be. Wolford had met the Maned wolf recently, he was the owner of the place and Donovan was a pretty handsome guy but a lot older than Wolford had expected, coming into his early sixties but to look at him he seemed a forty-year-old, handsome and could net in any new boyfriend of any age he wanted. But he'd been faithful to the memory of his partner and he'd been very pleased to meet Wolford and talk to him, working the bar one night and just finding that Wolford was a regular and just liked the company. Donovan was an oddball, highly flirtatious by nature but always giving off a more motherly vibe that made everyone adore him! Donovan had told him to come straight over after his graduation and they'd celebrate inside with him!

When Wolford got to the staff entrance of the building, he knocked the door gently then pressed the buzzer, watching the camera spin about to stare at him for a moment. He lifted his head, showing off his hat, his badge and then smiling with a cute wave. It must have looked silly, but the door unlocked and he stepped in with a soft smile, only to hear a sudden whooping sound and spot a familiar fox galloping towards him. Wolford gave a gulp of surprise when he watched the figure in a tank top, a bra, a short jean skirt and giving a yelp of happiness as Angelo ran at the wolf. Wolford gave a grunt as he bent down, grasping the red fox in his arms as Angelo then forced a messy, wet kiss upon the wolf before lounging within his arms and then swooning as a joke as Wolford gave a grunt.

"Look at you... sexiest cop in the ZPD... I might start having to get in trouble just so you can cuff me!" Angelo beamed delightfully, a wicked grin upon his features, his ears flickering around so the rings jangled as he fluttered his lashes at them. Wolford gave a chuckle of amusement, carrying him down the hall to the staff room where there were ribbons and banners up for a birthday party and yet one big banner saying 'Congratulations Officer Wolford' that made the wolf grin as he stepped in, only to almost drop Angelo with a yelp as the room suddenly exploded with his friends. The drag foxes, the toilet show-offs, Rabid Dog, Tips and the other bar staff were all present along with the bouncers. Donovan was out of town visiting his niece, but he'd left a mountain of graduation presents beside a massive cake and Wolford found himself laughing.

"Uh... its not my birthday..." He had to chuckle, almost wanting to cry... he'd almost found himself utterly overwhelmed by the fact they had not forgotten him and to his great surprise, they were quickly tackling him with hugs. The party began, there was dancing, drinking, cake, nice food and just happiness. Everyone had great expectations for him as a police officer and they were all utterly enthralled by his uniform. It was not long before Wolford was so giggly he was dancing with them and getting howled out for how he wiggled and gyrated, moving easily to swing his backside around and do body rolls like a belly dancer! They were enthralled and as they continued to dance and have fun, so the mood overcame Wolford and to their great joy and amusement, he even did a strip tease for them.

Steadily, he threw aside his hat, undid his tie to swing around Rabid's throat to make him laugh as he plonked his hat onto one of the Bathroom boys before he started on his shirt. They howled, clapped and shrieked in their delight as it came off and was chucked across the room, one of the Queens snatching it and sticking their tongue out at the others. Then as he continued to body rolls, he began to wiggle his hips to the sexy music and start to undo his belt, throwing that out to for Tips to catch and then fuss it was a fancy old belt. Then they were all staring, fixated as the rather atmosphere drunk Wolford began to thrust and start to grin against a chair to show off before he unclipped his trousers. The eyes were locked upon him, tails lifted or wagging as their tongues were almost lolling as Wolford slid out of his blue trousers and threw them out to the Bouncers as he revealed the neat black boxers he was wearing beneath.

Suddenly the crowd became louder, begging him to take the pants off and then, finally, Angelo darted in to grasp Wolford's backside to make him squeak, only to jerk the pants off. As the fox galloped off with the boxers in his mouth, Wolford was standing there giggling, naked with his paw to his sheath insisting he could get in trouble for indecent exposure in public, but the canines just grinned and chuckled. Then the jackal and the hound stood up, padding over to the before grasping his arms and then both licking at his cheeks softly to make him blush before one of the Bathroom foxes got down on his knees and then began to start rubbing at Wolford's sheath. To his great embarrassment, he was drawn out for everyone to see and then Angelo was back, hopping behind Wolford and then gently teasing his fingers into Wolford's backside, making him yelp, but the Bouncers padded over.

They grabbed Wolford's thighs, lifting him up and tilting him back as the two foxes on the floor lifted his tail and were lapping at his backside gently before the other one of the Bathroom pair hurried over to continue working the shaft as Wolford's eyes pinched tight and him whimpered and whined softly before the Queens then gave shrieks of delight, stripping off and urging the rest of the party to do the same, all of them starting to jerk at themselves. Suddenly Wolford was permitted down, they were all snuffling and licking at his fur, all suddenly in a circle about him, lounging back and showing off their excitement. The mood was still too intoxicating and Wolford could not stop himself as he went to each being, licking, slurping and sucking, a pw to each of their neighbours before the circle became tighter. Someone's large cock was stroking his cheeks, his tail was stroking and being rubbed against another, two others were making him pinch and curl his back toes to rub against them too.

Wolford moved his mouth between the two cocks closest to him, slurping and sucking, hearing the music die in favour of the fapping and shifting sounds of paws to flesh. Those that were not touching him in some way were still jerking to him and Wolford's cock was dangling out in excitement. Someone, whom he assumed mut be Angelo, was suddenly on his back, sliding underneath where Wolford was on his knees and leaning on his elbows. He fox was slurping at lapping at his tip, making Wolford moan and pull his ears back as he figure jerked at himself whilst licking him. This was going to come to a very messy climax and a kind of confetti showering no one would expect. But if it proved one thing to him, it proved that Wolford was beloved.

Finally, when everyone looked about to burst, the dog at his rear pushed just the head of their cock into the tight ring, making Wolford gasp and gum upon the fox below. It seemed to trigger everyone, the cock in his ass came, followed by the one of his tail, the feet and paws came over his limbs and cum from the jerkers fell over his back. Lastly those he'd been sucking at sprayed their seed all over his face as he gave a gasp of pleasure. His body was seemingly drowned in the stuff as everyone seemed to lounge back down, giggling and laughing and musing that they'd never had so much fun in their lives and Wolford just groaned. He'd not expected this kind of graduation party, but it was surely the best! Then, there was a buzzing sound from Wolford's back pocket and he gave a groan, panting and whimpering as he flicked the loudspeaker and the others went quiet with little giggles.

"Nate? Its Gary... look, I've been thinking about this for a long time and now you've graduated I think it's the best time to ask but... but will you go out with me?"