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Alpha. It was a term with such a definite meaning as to almost be a little offensive to Erik. People didn't really use that term very much except in the context of canines. It could be a bit frustrating to hear someone ask if he was an 'alpha' type - especially because that seemed to be the only concept they had of canines sometimes. He didn't get asked much about whether he considered himself ambitious, friendly, adventurous, a good leader, diligent, anything like that - it was 'alpha' or nothing most of the time. He was fairly sure others didn't get asked this question at all - unless they were other canines, of course.

Erik did NOT consider himself an 'alpha' type, at least as far as he defined it - he couldn't really control what other people told him. The husky was more of a laid-back person, he ran an observations blog and did a little writing on the side of his financial planner job, he had rather calm hobbies and liked the quiet of Aesop that would never have suited an alpha-type personality in his opinion. This wasn't a place for the ambitious, the driven, the go-getters who took leading roles and didn't let anyone stand in their way. And personally, Erik was glad for that, because he couldn't stand a lot of those types - they were usually jerks.

But just because he wasn't an alpha didn't mean he was passive. He wasn't the type to let himself be pushed around either, he wasn't a fawning pup that tucked his tail between his legs at the first sign of adversity. He was content in his life and he did what was necessary to stay the course. It didn't take much in Aesop, people weren't trying to jockey for position there, it was a place where people generally followed that same philosophy - stay the course, keep doing what you're doing and keep enjoying it. Erik was so glad he'd come to visit after hearing the rumors, it was like finding a town full of kindred spirits...he'd known he'd have to move here within just a couple days, and had done so within just a few months. Best decision of his life, as far as he was concerned.

Today he was hanging out along the storefront of one of the general stores in Aesop, watching people go in and out, taking a few notes for inspiration for his blog. Sometimes he'd interview people, but more often he'd just watch them as they moved along, making notes of any interesting people as inspiration for his writing. Particularly out-of-towners, who often seemed perplexed by Aesop's quirks and atmosphere if they weren't enchanted by it. He could draw on this and his past experience with life outside of Aesop to talk about people, the way they acted and the way he supposed they thought, the differences between Aesop and the rest of the world, thoughts on society and the world at large, and whatever else he felt like talking about. It was a nice, relaxed activity, something he could do whenever he felt like, wherever he felt like, and there was no shortage of inspiration - Aesop wasn't a huge town, but it was big enough that he certainly didn't feel like he personally knew everyone, which meant there were plenty of fresh faces as far as he was concerned.

Today, though, one face was apparently taking exception to what he was doing. "Hey! What are you writing about me?"

Erik looked up at the wolf who was storming over. And his initial reaction was: this dude was SMALL. Couldn't have been more than five and a half feet tall, and if he weighed a buck twenty the husky would've been stunned. Erik didn't consider himself a big dude, especially compared to some of the guys around Aesop, but at six-foot-six and two ten with a lean yet mildly toned frame, he was decently big enough that most people didn't exactly march up to push him around. Not that that happened often in Aesop...if this wolf was planning that, well, that would be a first.

"Hey! Did you hear me? Stop writing, bitch!" No, the wolf was definitely planning to make a thing out of this. Erik didn't know why, people usually didn't even take note of what he was doing, and the wolf had no way of knowing who Erik was writing about - which wasn't him, he hadn't even seen the scrawny guy until he'd shouted out. Still, he dropped his pad and pencil on his backpack and straightened up as he was confronted, looking down at the wolf with as even an expression as he could muster.

"I wasn't writing about you, bud. Take it easy."

"Don't tell me to take it easy! I know you were gonna talk smack about me! And I'm not gonna stand for it!"

Awfully brash for such a small guy...and suddenly, Erik realized who it was. He'd seen this one once before, getting double-teamed by a horse and an ox after giving them shit as well. He'd heard the name Gage thrown out then, and suggestions that that wasn't a rare event. He hadn't cared much at the time, though he'd enjoyed the wannabe-alpha being put in his place... "You're Gage, right? Dude who's always getting tossed around?"

"Shut up! You ain't gonna smear me!" Gage thrust a finger right into Erik's face; the husky slowly pushed it aside, trying to remain patient but getting a bit defensive now. He wasn't usually one to snap back, but something about Gage was poking at him more than just physically, almost like he had this bubbling urge to show the little twit where he was on the pecking order. Not something he typically felt, especially in Aesop where he was normally at his calmest.

"I'm not trying to smear you, and you're the one who stormed up to me. I didn't even notice you until you started harassing me."

"Oh yeah, I'll bet! I know your type, looking to make me look like a fool all the time, acting all high and mighty like you're better than I am! Just because I'm not quite as big as you all are, but don't think just because I'm not big I can't stand up for myself!"

"This isn't 'standing up for yourself,' this is making yourself a pest," replied Erik with a bit of a growl; he could swear he could feel his patience eroding by the second, it was a bizarre feeling in the back of his head. "The world isn't out to get you, bud, and not everyone cares that much about you that you're the center of attention, even if sometimes you try to make it that way. Now, would you please step back and move on, so I can keep minding my own business?"

Gage didn't move, snarling at Erik. "Not until you erase everything you've written!"

"Not a chance. I have stuff on there for inspiration."

"I'm not gonna be your inspiration!"

"Dude, you make yourself inspiration without me having to write a word about you. You think I'm not gonna remember this?"

"Screw you! Erase everything you wrote or I'll do it for you!"

Erik straightened up, making full use of his size to tower over the wolf. "There's nothing on there about you, and I'm not erasing a word."

"Do it or I'll make you do it!"

"I'm warning you, keep your hands to yourself," Erik said, though in the back of his head he somehow was certain that Gage wasn't going to follow. He didn't know why he was so certain, but it primed him to be ready for when Gage took a swing at him...it was quite surreal, he didn't know why, but he felt like he knew exactly where Gage's hand was going to go, and exactly what motion he needed to do to catch the wolf's arm before it reached him. And the force behind it was unexpectedly feeble, arrested almost instantly with his grab.

Before he knew what he was doing, Erik had yanked Gage towards him, wheeled him around, and shoved and pinned him against the wall of the building. A couple of people were looking on in interest, but Erik was almost completely unaware of them now, only focused on Gage and his growing arousal. It was rougher than he got with just about anyone ever, and yet...it was like the tranquility of Aesop had been momentarily suspended. No, not just suspended, he actually was getting a feeling of excitement from the idea of being rough with the bratty wolf...almost like he had permission.

"I warned you, bitch. You just never get enough of being overpowered and used, do you?" he growled in Gage's ear, getting nothing but grunts and growls in reply as Gage squirmed impotently in his grip - Erik knew he wasn't THIS strong, and he suspected Gage wasn't truly this weak, either, something bigger than him was going on, so he figured he might as well see it through. "Well, then, I'll give you the attention you crave so badly, since you're so insistent. Maybe this'll teach you not to be such a brat."

Each aggressive word got the blood pumping harder down below, such that by the time he was done, his knotted cock was at full mast and ready to pierce the wolf's asshole, which was completely bared to him, the tail hiked like it was inviting him. Which, perhaps it was...Erik pinned Gage hard to the wall and slammed in, feeling that ass squeeze down on him immediately - not to keep him out, but to keep him in. Suddenly he understood...any reservations were cast away as he started to hump in and out of Gage, using every bit of strength he had to work the wolf over.

A few more passersby were eyeing up the scene, not a one with any concern or interest in stepping in. Nor did Erik invite or Gage ask. The wolf's growls were tinged with unmistakable mewls of bliss, and his own cock was fully unsheathed, driven against the wall here and there and leaving wet streaks along the surface from his precum. Erik's pre was also coating some walls, though these ones were much more interior, slickening up Gage's anal passage and making the rutting ever easier. The husky didn't hold anything back, making sure he gave the wolf a wild ride, and he could almost feel the pleasure radiating off of Gage...it was quite the rush, making him even less controlled. "That's right, bitch, feel my cock throb in you, just like you always get, just like you always WANT. Just love pushing every big guy into fucking you like the whiny bitch you are, don't you? Can't help yourself when you see a powerful alpha-type, just gotta get their dick in you and make you feel as omega as possible, eh?"

There was neither assent nor denial from Gage, the wolf seemed to have lost the capacity for speech for the moment. Erik didn't care, he was just along for the ride, and what a ride it was, Gage's body suggesting what his mouth wouldn't confess to, clenching around him and making him feel more and more pleasure as the rutting continued unabated. Erik's grip tightened as he got closer, starting to pound his knot against that all-too-pliable entrance, promising a rough knotting and thick load in Gage's tailhole. He'd have to walk away in humiliation, leaking spunk from his ass for everyone to see, everyone knowing he was a full-on bitch who'd just gotten put in his place...

Either Gage was thinking along those same lines or it was just coincidence, but the wolf suddenly squealed, and Erik heard the telltale sound of spunk splattering against a solid surface. Suddenly he felt his own patience reach its end, and he stepped forward, giving him less distance to have to work with as he yanked Gage's hips towards himself as he slammed forward. That knot went in hard, with a loud pop, and suddenly every part of Erik's dick was bathed in wonderful heat and tension, the kind that wasn't to be endured. His own climax hit, with a triumphant growl heralding his release; that was the only visible sign at the moment, but inside Gage his cock was spouting hard and fast, gushing prodigious amounts of canid spunk into the degraded lupine. Gage had slumped against the wall, panting, clearly embarrassed, but unable to do anything except stand there and let the evidence of his submission dribble down the wall as he was filled up with a superior anthro's spunk.

Erik was panting, too, though he felt a lot less drained than Gage seemed to be. That had felt REALLY good, better than it probably should have...better than he would have expected for a place like this. But it wasn't really bothering him that much, it was everything Gage had wanted, after all...and despite the wolf's uncertain demeanor, Erik had absolutely no doubts that he was loving every second of it, especially with all the eyes on him. He leaned into Gage's ear, giving it a nip. "You gonna step off now?" No words, but Gage nodded, clearly enough for Erik to see. "Good. And you're not gonna give me any more trouble?" Another nod. "All that I asked for. Could've avoided it all if you'd just done that beforehand...but I guess you were asking for it."

Gage yipped as Erik yanked his still-knotted cock out of that tight tailhole, a spray of Erik's seed painting the fur of his rear and his tail from the sudden extrusion. Erik then pulled the wolf away from the wall and pushed him off in the other direction, making Gage stumble a bit but not fall over; anyone could see his well-used tailhole and still messy and hard dick and sheath. He could see Gage's ears flattening as he began his walk of shame off to wherever he was going next, drawing a few eyes here and there.

Erik's lust had abated, his own cock retreating into his sheath, a little messy himself but nothing he was about to get worked up about. He shifted a little ways down from the mess, but got right back to what he was doing, watching others and taking notes. Though, his mind was on something a little different now. This is new...it seems like the magic of Aesop might sometimes help set up situations that seem harsh or rough when someone wants to be the target of such things. Giving them a safe space for their indulgence and making sure their 'users' don't misinterpret the signals. I wonder if it makes sure that only people who wouldn't be bothered by behaving that way would take the 'aggressor' role? That would be a challenging test, I'm not sure I'd be the one to do it...still, interesting to make note of, perhaps I can write something about it.

It was certainly an interesting place, there seemed to be more to learn all the time. Erik smiled a bit as he finally put away his notebook, satisfied with the day's observations and experiences. He'd have material for a while, for sure, and had certainly given Gage something to remember. And though he didn't consider himself that type, he had to admit, it had been pretty fun getting a chance to let the alpha out.