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Happy Fourth of July, America! Let's celebrate with something... explosive. ;-)

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They spent the rest of their day talking about everything under the sun, and Kip was delighted to find that his greatest fear, that he would have nothing in common with Jake, was completely unfounded. The two men meshed on many levels, and Kip found that he was beginning to imagine what his life might be like if this crazy relationship between he and Jake actually ended up working out.

Once back at Jake's place, the two men had started watching the movie in separate chairs, but by the end of the first half, Kip found himself snuggled up in next to Jake in the other man's chair, the way he used to nestle in his mother's lap back when he was just a little kit. The similarity was much more prominent when both men removed their shirts, direct skin-to-skin contact making visceral connections that powerfully bonded the two men. Inevitably, Kip looked up into Jake's broad, blocky face and saw him looking back down at him. When their eyes locked, both men felt as if an electric charge had passed through them, and they moved easily into a kiss that neither man made any effort to stop.

When Jake's muzzle touched Kip's the first time, it was hesitant and sweet. The second time Jake's inexperienced lips felt Kip's part slightly, and a half second later, his opened to match. Kip rubbed his parted lips first on one side of Jake's muzzle, then on the other, his warm breaths driving Jake out of his mind with feelings he couldn't identify, but were stunning in their intensity.

With care and affection, Kip nibbled on Jake's dark, thick lips, chewing gently on them until a soft, rumbling moan like the purring of a lion escaped the bigger man. Jake wrapped his huge arms around the brilliant red fox and pulled him closer, the power of his crushing grip moderated only by the utter tenderness he felt towards his new boyfriend. Nobody on the planet would ever hurt this man again, he vowed. The instincts that had always failed him before now told him precisely what to do as he gently ran the tip of his tongue over the fox's lips.

Kip's tongue reached out to touch Jake's, and after a moment's play, both men's tongues intertwined in a slow, passionate dance. Jake's first real kiss, the first one he'd ever felt with all his heart, was absolutely magnificent.

Gently, ever so gently, Kip felt Jake's arms slip underneath him and pick him up. Since Jake didn't have a couch and the living room had wood floors, the bedroom was the only possible destination. Through the fog of his passion, past the feel of the warm, muscular arms surrounding him and the thick tongue dancing with his own, Kip could hear the all-too familiar voice of his common sense warning him that this was too soon, that the two men shouldn't even be kissing by this point, that Jake was too soon out of the closet to be anything but heartache. And Kip reached out and quietly, mercilessly, crushed the nagging voice into oblivion.

Kip felt himself being laid on the soft, yielding surface of the bed, then felt the cool sheets beneath him as Jake released his grip. The men shared the intimate sensations of hot breath, hard, slick teeth, and soft, muscular tongues between them, and those feelings were Kip's world until Jake moved to lay on top of him. The bigger man rested most of his weight on his elbows and knees to keep from crushing the smaller fox, and at that point, with the huge lifter maneuvering on top of him, Kip added furry warmth, soft pressure, and an unmistakably firm sensation to his sensorium. Jake's arms slid beneath Kip's back as he put his huge paws behind Kip's head, raising him into another kiss.

The feel of Kip lying underneath him, making himself vulnerable, made Jake feel even stronger. But although he outweighed the fox by at least two to one, Jake could feel muscular bulges beneath him, too. This particular fox was anything but weak, and could hold his own in a fight. He could have had anyone. How had Jake managed to capture him?

Kip felt completely surrounded by Jake's strength and protection in a way no other man he'd ever known had been able to do. And contrary to what logic might suggest, having Jake's handsome, muscular body lying on top of him made him feel stronger. This incredible dog could have had anyone he wanted, and yet he had chosen Kip. How had Kip managed to capture him?

Jake slowly pulled out of their deep kiss, savoring it as it ended. He looked down into Kip's emerald eyes and smiled what felt like the hugest, goofiest grin of his life. "My first kiss. Our first kiss. How did I do?"

"You were fantastic," Kip said, a bit breathless. He slid his arms around Jake's waist and rubbed the ropes of muscles in small of his back, right above his thick, wide nubbin of a tail. "Not that you couldn't use a lot of practice," he teased, "I'll take on the burden of teaching you myself."

"You are too generous," Jake conceded understandingly, the tip of his tongue moistening his lips. "I promise I'll apply myself to my studies. I'd hate to waste your time."

Kip laughed in sheer joy. "That was your first kiss? Really?"

"Really," Jake said, laughing right back. "It was pretty awesome, right?"

"You bet, big fella." Kip stopped massaging Jake's back and patted him on the rump. Their size difference made it difficult to reach, but somehow he managed it. "On your side, for a moment, if you don't mind?"

Jake rolled over, releasing Kip. The fox rolled over to face him, and ran his hand admiringly over the meaty chest muscles and down the softening curve of his belly, before coming to rest on his firm, warm hip. "I know this is all new to you, and I don't want it to seem like I'm pushing you into something you're not ready for. You cool with this?"

"Are you ready?" Jake asked, not sure if Kip was using some unfamiliar code language to tell him that he himself wasn't ready for what both men knew was about to happen.

In response, Kip gave a firm push, and Jake allowed himself to be rolled onto his back. Kip straddled the dog's waist and leaned forward, one hand pressing down firmly on each pec, staring down into Jake's beautiful, liquid brown eyes. At this angle, his endowment was presing firmly against Jakes warm, round belly. "Oh, yes, I'm definitely ready." His weight was, not coincidentally, centered on top of Jake's impressive cock. With a shift of his weight Kip made a single slow grind against the Jake's most sensitive parts, watching with pleasure as his big, strong dog's eyes unfocused with pleasure.

"Damn," the dog thought to himself, "That's boy's stronger than he looks." When Kip pushed Jake down with both hands on his chest and ground himself into Jake's equipment, Jake almost lost his composure. How could one sexy little fox have such power over him? "Oh, my God, short stack, you've got to stop doing that," he croaked out.

"Why's that?" the fox said, teasingly.

"Because if you don't, I'm going to fuck you so hard that I might split you in half," came the completely honest reply.

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Kip said, rubbing the huge morph's well developed chest with his hands. There was something Kip realized that he hadn't considered yet, and he moved his attention over to Jake's nipples.

Jake moaned and began rubbing Kip's arms and shoulders. "Oh God, that feels great," he said, relishing the sensation.

Kip bent over and took one of the dog's big nipples in his mouth, alternately licking and nibbling on them. Jake rubbed the fox's bare back with his big, warm hands, encouraging him to continue.

As Kip alternated back and forth between Jake's left and right sides, he reached down, unhooked Jake's belt, and loosened the zipper on his blue jeans. But still, he resisted the urge to slip his hand into Jake's pants and feel the goods. At one point Jake began reaching his hand into his shorts, and Kip gently pushed his hand away, instead rubbing his own hand over Jake's rock hard erection through the denim of his pants. After a few minutes of this, Jake's moans were becoming prominent. Kip knew the time had arrived,and in a low voice he said, "I think I've teased you long enough. I don't guess there's any chance you'd have some lube around here?"

"I might never have had sex before," Jake said, panting slightly, "but that doesn't mean I don't still whack off on a regular basis." He leaned over to the night stand on his side of the bed and pulled out a rather impressive bottle of lubricant. At Kip's low whistle of appreciation, Jake was a little embarrassed. "It's cheaper if you buy it in bulk, okay?"

"Sure, buddy," Kip agreed. "I'm just glad that stuff doesn't have an expiration date. Even as big as you are, it would take you five years to run through a bottle that big. But there's one thing standing in our way..." He unbuckled his belt and pulled off his pants, trying his damnedest not to be self-conscious about his naked body. Once he was free of all his clothes, he moved to the foot of the bed, standing between Jake's slightly splayed legs. Grabbing one pant cuff in each hand, Kip pulled downward. Jake's pants slid off his body, leaving only his bulging underwear between he and Kip, and Kip could not help but notice that the dog's white underwear had a huge, spreading wet spot on the front. "Good God, you must pre-cum like a firehose."

"I hope that's not a problem," Jake said, "Cause I can't do anything about it."

"Are you kidding me?" Kip answered, pumping a handful of the lube into his palm, "It's a huge plus. That makes everything easier." He reached behind himself and pushed as much lube as possible into his rear end. Quite a bit got onto his bottom, but he left it where it was. Considering the size of Jake's tool, there wasn't any such thing as having too much lube.

"Stay there," he said to Jake, "Don't move." Kip walked into the bathroom and quickly found a large towel. He dried his hands on it and brought it back into the bedroom, pleased to find that Jake had followed his instructions to the letter and hadn't moved an inch. He was exactly where Kip had left him, and this pleased him. "Good."

Climbing back onto the bed, Kip reached down to Jake's hips and slowly pulled the hem of his underwear over his large, agrarian rump in back and, finally, over his red, pulsing cock in front. Kip had never seen a canine morph's penis up close and in person, and he found Jake's example to be maybe a little shorter than he had expected, but it had thickness to make up for it. The fox pumped another shot of lube out of the bottle, and after warming it in his palms, he reached out and took Jake's cock in his hands. Best of all, he found that Jake's big lump of a cock was hard as granite! He'd been with large men before who never quite got fully hard, but Jake had the stiffest cock he'd ever felt. He could probably have driven nails into an oak stump with that thing.

At Kip's touch, Jake closed his eyes and gasped in pleasure. He'd beat his own meat a thousand times, but never, EVER had it felt like this! Having someone else touch his most private areas like this without his having control of the sensation was electrifying. "Slow down, Kip! I don't want to come yet!" he cried, desperate to have the experience last as long as possible. Kip released Jake's penis and watched as it lolled lazily off to one side, a drop of pre-come oozing from the slit and dripping to rest on the black fur of his belly.

"I'm hardly touching you, babe," Kip said. "You're super-sensitive right now, so you're going to have to distract yourself when you first go inside me, or you'll blow right off the bat. Do multiplication tables, run through your high school football roster, cite statistics, anything you can do from concentrating on your cock will help you hold back and last longer."

"Okay, babe, I'll try," Jake promised.

Kip nodded and got up on top of the other man. "You gonna be able to take all of that without hurting yourself?" Jake asked, concerned for Kip's pleasure even more than he was about his own.

"Heh," Kip chuckled, grinning a devilish grin. "This is where you luck out, big dog." He reached behind him and gently took Jake's rock hard cock in his hands. He aimed the dripping, pointed tip towards his eager hole and began to push backwards. "If you take the time to stretch me out a bit, and if I'm ready and willing, I can... aaaahhhh...." Jake's broad head had pushed past Kip's sphincter and was slowly making its way into his body, stretching him out as it went. When Kip caught his breath, he continued, "I can take as much as you can give me. Most foxes can, but I'm even better than most. Oh my...." As the head of Jake's thick monster pushed its way past Kip's prostate, the fox's beautiful eyes rolled up in his head and he lost touch with reality for an instant. When his senses returned to him, he opened his eyes and saw slowly fading stars in front of his eyes. "Holy shit, you're big," he said, continuing to push backwards.

"It's not hurting you, is it?" Jake asked, worried. His cock hadn't lost any of its stiffness (it almost never did), but the concern Jake was feeling for Kip had definitely thrown a bit of cool water on the fire of his ardor.

"You have got to be kidding me," Kip said, dizzy with sensation, "this feels fantastic!"

If Kip's words hadn't convinced Jake, the expression on his face certainly did. The fox's face was slack and lost in pleasure, his mouth slightly open, his head rolling slightly on his neck. The thought that he could bring this much joy to Kip reignited Jake's fervor, and he made a tenative push upwards into the fox.

"ohhhh...." the fox groaned, leaning forward and putting weight on Jake's chest again. Jake pulled out slightly, then gently slid back into the hot, squeezing warmth of his partner.

"Fuck, you're ass is hot," Jake said. "Oh, fuck..." He propped a pillow underneath his head so he could watch his partner sliding up and down on his pole. The fox's erection bobbed between his legs, swaying back and forth to the rhythm of his strokes as Kip rode Jake's manhood. Jake was fascinated by the sight, and reached out to play with Kip's junk.

Kip's cock was shorter than his own, but was still large for a fox. His balls, however, were larger than he'd thought they would be, and they swayed back and forth gently as Kip's body moved up and down. He couldn't help himself - Jake reached out and took both of Kip's balls in one huge hand, gently rolling them around in his palm as he enjoyed their substantial weight. They were velvety soft, heavy and warm.

Kip's bouncing erection was irresistable. Jake touched it gingerly at first, then wrapped one hand around the shaft and slowly began to stroke. The hard callouses on his palm were a perfect contrast to the soft leather of his palm, and Kip began to moan with pleasure.

"I thought cocks were disgusting," Kip said, teasing his lover.

"Not yours," Jake said, admiringly. "For some reason, I like yours."

Kip knew they were both ready, and he reluctantly pulled himself off of Jake's hot iron poker. He felt like he was having the most incredible dump of his life as the huge dog's oversized penis pulled out of him, leaving him feeling hollow inside and empty. Jake whimpered as his cock, no longer buried inside its warm, wet playmate, slapped obscenely against his belly.

"Stand at the end of the bed, facing me." Kip directed. Jake didn't know exactly what he was doing but he trusted that Kip did, and he practically jumped out of bed to comply. Kip lay on his back right in front of Jake, his legs up in the air, ass exposed. Jake didn't need a doctorate in physics to catch on to what he was supposed to do, and he wasted no time in grabbing Kip's thighs and pulling him toward the edge of the bed.

Reaching underneath, the musclebound jock grabbed the base of his throbbing cock and pointed it at Kip's waiting asshole. He pressed his cockhead against Kip's rear, slowly running it upwards until the pressure eased and with a gasp from both men, the mushroom head of his cock popped into Kip's hot body. That was all it took for Jake to revert to his animal origins. He did not make sweet love to Kip on this first time around the block as he would have imagined, he fucked him, hard and merciless. Time after time, he drove his rock hard cock into the hot body underneath him, and when he did not see any sign of discomfort in the fox's face, he redoubled his efforts, his large balls striking Kip's bottom with a wet, slapping sound.

It felt great to shove his long-neglected cock into another man's body, Jake thought. And the harder he pushed it in, the better it felt. Within a dozen strokes, he realized that if he wrapped his arms around the legs attached to this warm piece of meat he was fucking, he could use leverage to pull it back towards him at the same time he shoved his cock in from the other direction! Time after time he slammed himself into his mate, doing everything in his power to shove his cock all the way into his belly, where he was about to shoot a bucketload of cum.

"Oh, fuck!" he cried, opening his eyes but not losing his rhythm. "Oh, fuck," he panted, "I'm gonna come!" Jake looked down and saw the most important man in his life staring back into his eyes with lustful greed.

"Fuck me, god damn it!" Kip demanded, "Breed me!"

Jake screamed as he felt his balls contract, shooting his load into Kip's belly and feeling the fox's inner walls becoming slicker with his own semen. The knowledge that he was making the hottest man he knew his bitch pushed Jake into another wave of orgasm even stronger than the first. He felt as if he was trying to push his entire body into the other man, as if, along with his load, he had pushed a bit of his soul into him as well. Looking down, watching his blood-red cock pumping in and out of Kip like some sort of machine, he saw Kip's fist pumping his own cock as well. As the last of Jake's seed filled Kip, he wiped some of the extra lube off of the fox's ass with his right hand as he slapped the fox's hand away from his penis with his left. Jake leaned forward and took Kip's ample cock into his slick, rough hand, pumping away with mechanical rhythm Kip began to sit up, but Jake pushed him back down with one thick, furry hand on his chest. Leaning down, Jake pressed Kip into the mattress, immobilizing him while he was simultaneously fucked and masturbated.

Everything about this felt good to Jake. The control, the power, and both his own and his partner's orgasm felt completely and naturally right. That this was the man he was supposed to be, he knew without the slightest doubt.

Kip was thrashing and moaning underneath him, his legs wrapped around Jake's waist, squeezing powerfully but helplessly against the force of Jake's thrusts into him. Unexpectedly, Jake felt a second orgasm building. Never before had he been able to do this, but it was happening now! For a second time he began breathing heavily, the pounding of his fist on Kip's erection becoming erratic. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna... Oh, fuck!" he cried, but this time, as he emptied his balls into his lover, he felt a hot wetness in his fist as Kip shot rope after rope of thick white semen over his belly and over Jake's hand, which was still on Kip's chest, holding him pinned to the mattress.

Jake had never seen so much cum in one place before, and he was certain that he'd planted just as much of it, if not more, inside his lover. Fascinated, he rubbed it into Kip's belly fur with his hands for a few minutes while he caught his breath, not wanting to remove himself from the warm, welcoming insides of his lover. Instinct was telling him to plug his bitch while his semen took seed inside her, and he followed that instinct with satisfaction.

Kip was almost to the brink of his own orgasm when Jake slapped his hand away and pinned him to the bed with one mammoth, impossibly strong hand. "Oh, God, " Kip thought, "This man has one arm around my thighs to fuck me hard with the world's biggest cock, and all the while he has me pinned down just using his free hand. Who is this man?!?" The picture of what was happening to him, of the incredible man who was making him his bitch, was quickly pushing Kip right back over the edge. When Kip heard Jake begin to pant again, he knew he was going to be shot full of even more cum, and he couldn't hold back any longer, Kip could feel Jake's huge cock pulsing inside him as the big morph bred him a second time, and that wonderful feeling of willfully being possessed shoved him over the edge.

Kip had once gone body surfing off the coast of Hawaii, and had a huge wave roll him under the surface. It had dragged him under the ocean with gentle, irresistible force that he was powerless to escape. For seconds, he floated in a different world where there was no up or down, no dark or light, no jarring sounds. In the middle of ultimate turmoil, he found peace as he'd never known before.

Kip's eyes rolled back in his head, and with Jake shooting his load into him, he came harder than he ever had before. Thick ropes of semen splattered on Jake's hand, on his own belly, and even onto the sheets beside Kip's face. From a far, distant place, he could feel liquid warmth hitting his fur and soaking down to his skin. He could feel Jake's hand on his cock, gently milking every last drop of cum from him. And most of all, he could feel his partner deep inside him, pulsing strongly with each ejaculation. For a few precious seconds, that became the center of his universe.

"Oh, God," Kip moaned, slowly descending from his orgasm. For some reason, his voice was hoarse. Man, he thought, that must have been quite a show!

Jake's own orgasm was winding down, his death grip on Kip's legs gradually loosening, focus returning to his eyes. "You got that right, Short Stack," he said, breathless. "I think I blew my socks off."

Jake started to pull out of Kip, but the fox stopped him with a touch. "Leave it in me for a second, will you?"

Jake smiled, and complied. Right now, there was no place he'd rather be than planted deep inside his hot little fox. Swaying gently, Jake gently massaged Kip's thighs and belly with his strong hands while Kip lay in a half-stupor, wanting to prolong the afterglow as long as possible.

But after a few minutes, nature had it's way. Jake's shrinking member pulled out of Kip, and after laying a towel on top of the fox's soggy fur, he lay down on top of him, giving his neck a good nuzzle on the way down. "That was amazing, Babe."

"Oh, don't I know it..." came the soft reply. "You sure that was your first time?"

Jake grinned and softly kissed him again.