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Waking up alone was never easy. Ari had his share of flings, and while they were always fun, he craved something more fulfilling. Was it so much to ask to snuggle up to a cute guy and spend the morning basking in each other's presence? Every guy seemed to either run off with one glance at Ari's huge size or wanted to get fucked silly and then ghost. Why couldn't he find a solid middle ground between "Fuck me 'till I can't walk" and "Snuggle with me while we watch this movie?"

It was almost comical. The massive, muscular gym-obsessed tiger wanted something as soft and feminine as spooning. Still, Ari couldn't help it. There was something so soothing about listening to a lover's heartbeat and wrapping his arms around them. Thinking of it gave him a warm, fuzzy feeling in his muscular chest.

Sighing and scratching over his unkempt fur with lazy paws, the tiger rolled himself out of bed. His head fur was an absolute bird's nest, prompting a grumble as he searched for his brush and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He couldn't stand it when his fur was messy, though he was sure that his dedication to his appearance made him seem a bit full of himself.

Retrieving his fur brush, he went to work, smoothing red and black stripes down into silky smooth perfection and tugging through stubborn knots with gritted teeth. There was no point in showering before Ari hit the gym, though. By the time he finished working out, he'd need another, and Ari knew from experience that the scent of soap didn't last long when he lifted weights. Strangely, he didn't mind a bit of stink, either. Sweaty and musky was fine, as long as his fur sat right.

Stepping from his room and checking his phone, he sighed when he noticed a familiar name pop up, and a deer's face appeared next to a text. What did she want now?

Sarah, his childhood best friend, was a great friend, but she was, in a word, complicated. Always there with arms full of hard liquor and a shoulder to cry on, she was a rock of stability in an uncertain world, but she never failed to stir up trouble.

Ari hated drama, but Sarah thrived on it, jumping from conflict to conflict and leaving trails of heartbroken men and women behind her. The doe wasn't happy unless her life sounded like a telenovela. Ari could only hope that she wasn't planning to involve him in another of her social schemes.

[Sarah: Heyyy. Are you free tonight? My boyfriend's trying to cheer his roomie up, and he could use a date. I thought it'd be cool to have a double date at that new bar down the road. Promise you don't have to give up that fat red ass if you don't want to, kitty cat.]

Ari rubbed the bridge of his nose in exasperation as he read Sarah's message. Did she have to be this crude? He wasn't some piece of meat to dangle on a string to get what she wanted. Annoyed, he started to type a scathing reply but stopped, taking a deep breath with his thumbs hovering over his phone's keyboard.

Sarah was a pain in the ass, but Ari owed her a lot. Before his growth spurt in middle school, he was a skinny, tiny kitten and a perfect target for bullies. The doe was the only one willing to stick up for him. Bloody noses and sore crotches inevitably resulted from every interaction with the tomboy, and eventually, Ari was off-limits to even the most fearless bullies. Without her, he wasn't sure he would have found the confidence to start weight training and building the body he loved.

[Ari: Fine. Please tell me he's cute, at least. I'm not sitting through dinner for some cave troll charity case. What time should I meet you?]

Stuffing his phone into his pocket and grabbing a pre-workout shake, Ari set off for the campus gym. It was a beautiful autumn day, crisp and pleasantly chilly, and the leaves were reddish-brown, crinkling under his shoes as he strolled through the campus, slurping the strawberry milkshake and letting his blue eyes roam over nothing in particular.

The cold was always Ari's favorite. There was something so pleasant about wrapping yourself in warm clothes and feeling an ice-cold breeze blowing across your nose. Though, there was something to be said for summer when guys walked around in tank tops and shorts. You could smell the musky scent of fresh sweat clinging to their fur and catch glimpses of bouncing pecs.

Ari cleared his throat and shook his head before his thoughts could wander to other, less savory thoughts of sweating male bodies. Tugging open the gym doors and stepping inside, he took a deep, purring breath. There would be plenty of time to pop a boner once he was set up with his weights, leering at other gym-goers.

A wall of male pheromones hit him like a truck, flaring his nostrils and pulsing through his groin. It was hard to admit it, but Ari found nothing more erotic than the scent of unwashed, sweaty men. A few of his past relationships ended in disgust when he asked to sniff dripping armpits or bury his face in a musky sheath, but he couldn't help it. He knew what he wanted, and what he wanted tended to be a bit kinky.

Most machines were too small for Ari's heavy nine-foot frame, so, as usual, he had to settle for free weights and a bar. It wasn't that big of a deal, though. The area designated for free weights was in a prime spot to watch furs on the treadmill. Nothing like watching a juicy ass bounce and jiggle with every step and a fluffy tail sway from side to side. If he was lucky, a waistband might fail and flash a sweaty ass for him to drool over.

Ari smiled, licking his lips as he took up a dumbbell and clipped three hundred pounds of weight to either side. There was less eye candy today, but one of the treadmills was chugging away with light footsteps. With appreciative eyes, he checked the runner out as he settled into sets of squat thrusts, his cock half-hard and tucked down one leg of his sweat pants.

Dark red fur ruffled with each step, and a fluffy lupine tail swayed with each bouncing movement, doing little to hide the soft bounce of a bubble butt within swishy basketball shorts above thick, sculpted thighs. With a set of defined but thin arms and a relatively thin build, the wolf's body screamed 'track star.' Bottom heavy in all the best ways.

Far less well-groomed than Ari's preferences usually allowed, the wolf's head fur was a fluffy mess, glistening with sweat and sticking up in every direction, while the rest of his fur was shaggy and untrimmed, almost wild. Strangely, it was sort of cute, and when the wolf turned slightly to grab a bottle of water, Ari's heart skipped a beat at the handsome face and pretty grey eyes that completed the heartthrob wolf's looks. How could someone who cared so little about their appearance be so attractive?

Ari debated abandoning his weights to strike up a conversation with the cute wolf. Before he could summon the courage to walk over, the treadmill stopped, and the wolf stepped from it, grabbing his water bottle and heading off toward the showers, rounding the corner into the connected bathrooms. Fuck. Maybe Ari could catch him if he hurried.

Tossing the weights aside and deciding he'd come back later to return them to their rightful place, he hurried after the lupine hunk in hopes of getting the wolf's number. He didn't expect the blind date tonight to work out, so it would be nice to have a backup plan. With an ass like that, the wolf had to be a magnificent lay, and Ari would be sure to give him a night he'd never forget.

Entering the bathroom in a rush, Ari stopped in his tracks as a glorious sight greeted him. Nude, round cheeks, clenching and wobbling under a fluffy red tail as their owner bent down to step out of soaked shorts filled his vision, sending blood rushing straight to his cock. The barest hint of a pink hole peeked between cheeks, glistening and sweaty.

Clearing his throat, Ari stepped forward and took hold of one cheek, deciding to shoot for the stars. Worst case scenario, the guy would be pissed and leave, but at least he wouldn't regret letting that gloriously soft ass slip through his fingers. Cake this sweet didn't come around often.

"Uh, hello?" The wolf turned slightly to look back as he felt fingers caressing his rear. Still, despite the awkward tone in his voice, he didn't pull away, and Ari luxuriated in more of that pretty rump's plush feeling against his paw pads. "C-Can I help you?" Ears flicking in confusion, the wolf looked from Ari's fingers to his face with one eyebrow raised.

Putting on his huskiest, bravado-filled voice, Ari growled out a response. "Yeah, you can. How about you let me show you a good time, pup?" He sounded like he was speaking cheesy porn dialogue, but most bottoms fell for this sort of thing. Better to make a powerful first impression than to be forgotten.

Rounded cheeks shook against Ari's fingers, and he grew afraid that his behavior was too intimidating for the wolf. He was about to apologize when a soft laugh bubbled from lupine lips. "Has that pickup line EVER worked?" With a sweep of his tail, the wolf turned; his bare fur a glistening dark crimson under the hum of halogen lights. Heavy balls that put even Ari's to shame hung between his legs as he stood up, a grin painted across his face as he turned to face the tiger.

"I- Um, sometimes, I guess." Ari stammered, disarmed by the wolf's laughter. He was used to intimidating others with his size, even if it was unintentional, so he was unsure what to make of the mirthful wolf. Shuffling like a chastised child, Ari looked down at the smaller male with a sheepish expression, his usual easy confidence dashed. Hopefully, he didn't make a fool of himself.

"Aw. Don't look so wounded. I'm sorry." Stretching in the nude, the wolf looked Ari up and down, trailing his gaze over black fur with lighter red stripes and lingering on the slowly growing tent in Ari's pants. "I'll give you a second chance to tell me what you want, just because you're so handsome." Despite his words, the wolf's smile gave way to an adorable, almost shy expression, though he didn't try to cover himself or stand further away.

"Sorry, you were running on the treadmill, and you were just so sexy. I couldn't resist." Ari mulled over his options, then opted to break the ice by being forward. Hooking his fingers in the waistband of his sweatpants, he tugged them down to reveal his manhood, half-hard and growing thicker by the second, as his hungry eyes took in the wolf's nudity. "I just wanted to ask if you'd like to have some fun. Feel free to say no."

Eyes flitted from the barbed shaft bobbing in front of his nose, then up to Ari's face as the wolf seemed to weigh his options, but a hefty lupine cock beginning to slip free from his plush sheath betrayed his desire. "I-I guess I don't have a choice since I caused this." He reached out his soft, silky paw pads and cradled Ari's cock, weighing it with appreciative hands.

"Mmph. Yeah, it's probably a good idea to take responsibility." Ari watched as the wolf stepped in closer. Their height difference put his cock squarely at chest height, and Ari was sure the wolf could suck his cock without needing to kneel. Grunting approvingly, he thrust against gripping fingers, licking his lips as his barbs rolled over exploring pads.

Nostrils flaring and gaze fixed squarely on the cock bobbing in front of him, the wolf leaned in, the moist pad of his nose tickling Ari's tip. Unlike most hookups, he seemed in no hurry to cram Ari's dick in his mouth. Snuffling sniffs trailed down the underside of Ari's shaft, then lingered at the musky base, taking deep, greedy breaths of feline musk. Could it be? Another fur with the same preferences as Ari?

"Fuck, dude. You're into musk too?" Widening his stance, Ari took charge, pressing against the back of the eagerly sniffing wolf's head and forcing his face against sweaty ebony balls. An approving moan encouraged him, and he smeared his balls against the wolf's face, bathing him in unfiltered tiger scent. Finally, someone to share his love of masculine musk!

Tail wagging eagerly, the wolf let his tongue loll out, bathing feline orbs in wet affection. Opening his maw, he slurped one into suckling warmth, lapping its fuzzy skin with a thorough tongue, polishing it with the silken ribbon of canine muscle. Eager sniffs continued despite his occupied mouth, and drooling wolf saliva dripped from his full maw as Ari's dick throbbed, resting on top of that fluffy mop of unkempt hair.

"Goddamn. Should have just whipped my dick out right away. I didn't know you'd be this into it." Settling into a more comfortable position with his ass on the floor, seated on his discarded pants to protect his fur from the grubby tile, Ari let his cock bounce, now fully hard with its barbs and the soft swell of a knot at its base. He patted his lap with a cocky smirk. "Time for a puppy to enjoy his treat?"

Taking the bait, the wolf slipped down to his knees. His erection stood proud, even more impressive than Ari's barbed shaft, and fully knotted, bouncing with every shuddering breath and drooling thick trails of canine arousal from its pointed tip. Leaning down, he let that talented lupine tongue loll out to taste Ari's shaft, then pressed a worshipful kiss to its apex, his maw suckling at the tapered shaft.

Despite their awkward meeting, there was a sort of intimacy in the wolf's stroking, pleasantly soft hands, and he could barely look away from his pretty grey eyes, half-open and staring up into Ahri's blue ones. Slow licks teased his shaft, and he barely resisted the urge to shove forward and fuck the wolf's face, his stomach coiling into knots and his chest tightening. Fuck, this guy knew how to push his buttons. If he kept this up, Ari might fall in love.

Finally, after an eternity of slow swipes over drooling feline pre, savoring Ari's cock like a fine vintage wine, the wolf's muzzle darted forward, capturing feline cock within the heated depths of his talented maw. Succulent, dripping pulls drew Ari's shaft into heated bliss, drawing him deeper until Ari was sure that he would balk or at the very least gag. Most furs couldn't take half of his dick, let alone the whole thing.

He watched in amazement as the lupine swallowed him to the root without a single gag or hint of protest, nuzzling his nose against pubic fur and closing his eyes as serene breaths breezed over jet-black fluff at the base of Ari's cock. Slow gulps massaged Ari's tip, milking strings of arousal from his tigerhood with practiced ease, and a fanning tail fluffed behind the slutty wolf's kneeling body like a furry helicopter. Well, fuck. There it was. Ari was in love. If not with the wolf, then with his mouth.

The wolf didn't struggle when Ari's hands moved to rest on his head, and the tiger, cheered on by his wordless enjoyment, took hold of fluffy, unkempt fur, dragging his shaft from intent suckles until only the tip of his saliva-slickened cock graced those talented lips. With a deep, dominant growl, he drove himself home, hilting once more. A brutal rhythm grew from that first thrust, bouncing the wolf's nose against his drool-slickened sheath.

Purrs started in Ari's chest, mixing with the wet slurps of willing canine maw and echoing in the tiled room. Each hard thrust brought intense pleasure to his lust-drunk mind, and he felt as though he'd black out as the rising feeling of orgasm coiled through his stomach. His balls slapped a heavy rhythm against the wolf's willing chin until, with a growling roar, he shoved himself to the hilt and let loose, erupting deep inside with thick, pent-up ropes of tiger cream.

Desperate gulps struggled admirably with Ari's load until the wolf had to pull off for air, lapping lovingly at the underside of Ari's cock and letting the remainder of his spurting desire coat his face. "Fuck, man. Are you part firehose?" The wolf's hoarse voice, tinged with appreciation and vaguely wet, as though seed still filled his muzzle, rang out against Ari's cock.

"Sorry. Didn't hurt you, did I?" Ari wiped away a few stripes of cum from the panting wolf's eyes before they could cause a problem, his chest heaving and his cock still spasming against the wolf's face drooling pearls of satisfaction. "It's been a while since I've met someone that can take the whole thing."

Schlicking strokes rolled over the wolf's cock as he pressed doting kisses over Ari's member, his nose wiggling and taking in deep whiffs of tiger cock. His enthusiasm gave Ari an idea, and he reached out to tap his nose with his wilting tigerhood, stroking new life into it with each loving lick from the wolf's talented tongue helping him along.

"So, is it just vanilla musk that gets you going? Or do you want to try something a bit stronger?" He smirked as the cock drunk wolf rubbed sticky cheeks against his barbed cock and furiously pleasured himself.

A questioning look broke through the lupine's dopey, pleasured expression. "W-What do you have in mind?" A juicy spurt of canine pre showed his cock's approval, and he sat up, shamelessly pleasuring himself while watching Ari's cock.

Strong paws hooked under the wolf's armpits and dragged him up to straddle Ari's stomach, smearing his cock over defined abs. Wordlessly, the tiger pulled his shirt up and off, lifting an arm and winking at the grinding wolf. "How about you get a sniff of something else?" With greedy paws, he dragged the wolf closer, hoping the smaller wolf was as depraved as him.

Heart soaring with expectation, Ari watched as the wolf's exploring nose started at glistening pecs, swiping his tongue over droplets of sweat and following the curve of his chest. Rather than diving straight or the offered pit, he savored Ari's prodigious chest with long, drooling licks. Suckling warmth found his nipple, and nibbling teeth teased at it until a purring moan slipped from his maw.

Ari's hands claimed the wolf's rump with appreciative squeezes, rewarding his worshipful licks. Rolling juicy cheeks with his fingers, Ari tested the wolf's boundaries, massaging his fingers closer to the pretty pink hole he glimpsed earlier. A hiked tail and a vibrating groan against his chest gave him the permission he wanted, and he pressed a paw pad to soft, heated flesh, applying gentle pressure to test the wolf's pink pucker.

To the tiger's amazement, the wolf's hole was just as hungry as his mouth, opening up to accept his finger despite the digit's dry fur. He withdrew his hand, licking his fingers and smearing them with saliva before delving back into the wolf's silken pucker and squishing deep inside.

First one finger, then two, then three, all slipped in with little resistance, hungrily gripped and milked with well-trained muscles. Had Ari lucked out and found someone that could take his dick AND shared the same kinks? What had he done to deserve this perfect turn of fate?

"S-Slow down. You'll make me- Nnngh- Cum." A muffled voice broke Ari out of his growing excitement, and he felt a nose brush over his armpit, taking greedy huffs of his feline scent. "If you want to jackhammer my butt-" Wiggling his rear, he dragged his nose through heady musk, tickling Ari's underarm fur with the cold pad. "-use your dick, not your fingers."

No sooner had the words left the wolf's lips than his muzzle tore from Ari's pit. Gripping paws took hold of his hips, slotting Ari's cock into place and then shoving him downward, letting the tiger's pointed cock spear deep into those luxuriously accommodating depths. Delicious friction rolled along Ari's shaft, intensifying his purr with every inch of his member that disappeared into clutching, wet silken innards.

A whimpering whine accompanied his hilting member, and squirming hips slapped canine cock against his abs with each testing thrust. The wolf seemed unable to speak with his rear entrance stuffed, but his wagging tail showed his enthusiastic consent, and each speeding bounce flung wet spurts of pre from his pointed canine cock, painting Ari's muscled chest and abs with thin strings of clear cockslime. Tongue dripping in an erotically charged pant, he met every one of Ari's thrusts with eager cheeks, slamming his ass into darkly furred balls and kissing his puffy pucker against Ari's knot.

Growling with each hard thrust, Ari let himself go, pistoning hard and fast into that wiggling rear. Wet, sloppy noises echoed through the room with every thrust, and time seemed to slow, lost in the intense pleasure of breeding a perfect ass until he felt the telltale churn in his balls.

Ari's cock erupted as soon as his knot breached the wolf's puffy pucker, his barbs scraping across sensitive flesh as fountaining spurts of slick, sticky tiger cum filled the wolf's innards, swelling his stomach into a slight bulge. Lupine cock joined him in orgasm, painting heaving striped pecs and rippling abs with blasts of creamy satisfaction and slapping wetly against Ari's stomach with each heavy throb.

"D-Definitely part firehose." The wolf's voice was full of affection, though breathless, as he licked his muzzle, one hand running over the cum-sloshing bulge in his stomach. With difficulty, he leaned forward, taking Ari's muzzle between his paws and drawing him in.

Their kiss took Ari's breath away. Passionate and desperate, yet somehow gentle, it was as if the wolf's tongue knew his most sensitive spots, rolling against his sandpapery muscle in slow reverence and tracing sharp feline teeth. The taste of his dick on lupine breath somehow added something to the experience, flavoring their kiss with a slight tang of salt and masculine musk.

"Ari. My name is Ari. I know it's weird that I'm just mentioning it now that I'm inside you, but I was a bit distracted." With doting fingers, Ari ran his fingers through cum streaked cheek fur, cupping the wolf's face in one huge paw. Even covered in sticky patches of drying cum, the wolf was adorable.

"I'm Jake. Nice to meet you, stud." Nuzzling against Ari's fingers, the wolf squirmed on his knot, testing the tie and sighing. "As nice as this feels, I have to pee. Any chance that you'll walk me to the showers? I don't think I can hold it until you deflate."

"Oh, um, sure." Though Ari's brain screamed at him to let the sexy wolf piss all over him, he cradled the smaller canine and maneuvered himself to his feet. Stroking down over shivering fur, he took hold of bouncing lupine ass and suppressed another growling purr as the wolf's nose snuffled against his pecs and a tongue slipped out to lap over the furred cleft between his muscles.

Feeling pulses of reawakening desire from his sated cock with every step, Ari resisted the urge to pin the wolf and try for another round until they reached the showers.

Clenching muscles, desperate to hold in a golden stream, teased and massaged his cock, and the wolf tried in vain to twist so that he could aim toward a drain. Eventually, with barbs and a knot locking him in place, he was forced to give up, and he closed his eyes, shuddering as the first few dribbles of piss leaked from his shaft to mess his fur. "S-Sorry. I don't have any other choice. I'll try not to get any on you." Apologetic and flustered, the wolf let out a soft whine as the flow of piss grew stronger, dripping from his fur to the tile below and coating his stomach and chest in liquid musk.

Ari couldn't resist that fountaining cock. With a lick of his lips, he gripped it and aimed it toward himself, groaning as the heated flow marked him with the wolf's scent. Pressing closer, he sandwiched it between his muscles and the wolf's, messily embracing Jake and craning his neck for a claiming kiss.

"You know what it means when wolves mark someone, right?" Jake stared at him as their kiss broke, his hands rubbing over piss-drenched pecs and his overstuffed hole clamping down. "You sure you want that sort of relationship?" A teasing tone slipped into his voice.

Ari stiffened with a confident smirk. "Nnngh. I don't know. Does this answer your question?" After a moment's concentration, his bladder let loose within the stuffed wolf, swelling that already bulging stomach with steaming hot feline fluids and testing their tie with growing pressure.

"You're- You- Fuck." At a loss for words, the wolf squirmed in Ari's arms, his claws softly scratching at soaked pecs and his silky tailhole clamping as though to milk more heated liquid from the tiger's shaft. "T-Too full." Panting and trying desperately to hold Ari's dick inside of him, he lost the battle with his full stomach.

The dam broke, releasing the tiger's cock on a flood of piss and cum and coating Ari's legs in golden streams. Eager lips met the whimpering wolf's in a claiming kiss, and soft hands supported him while he squirmed in erotic ecstasy, clinging to striped fur as if his life depended on it.

"Jerk." Jake lamented his dripping, over-stretched hole, squirming from feline fingers until he stood shakily on his own two feet. "Warn me next time. I felt like I was going to pop."

"Next time?" Ari felt his heart skip a beat, reaching up to adjust the shower nozzle above him and turning the dial to release a rain of warm water. Striped fingers massaged the wolf's shoulders, then moved to his chest, cleaning soft, wild fur.

"Mmm. Yeah, next time, big boy." Jake relaxed into his touch, leaning back until his ears tickled the bottom of Ari's pecs and nuzzled into each exploring touch, his tail wagging above his gaped pink pucker. "Maybe tomorrow? Meet me here, and we can go to breakfast before you try to turn my ass inside out?" He relaxed into the warm water, rinsing his fur. "Unfortunately, I have somewhere to be in a few hours, so I can't stick around today."

Too soon, the wolf disengaged, leaving Ari with nothing but the memory of his grey eyes winking and the phantom feeling of his touch, limping off to retrieve his clothes. Ari felt like he should at least help the poor guy get home, with his gait so impaired by their recent fuck, but stubborn drying cum demanded his attention, so he had to let the alluring canine slip through his fingers.

Tomorrow, huh? He couldn't wait. Wondering if it was too soon to cancel his double date with Sarah, he washed, then shook himself dry, smiling like an idiot.

The display on his phone stated it was 1:30 PM. Had he just spent the past few hours fucking Jake? It was only 10:30 when he walked through the gym's doors. Time flies when your dick's inside of a sexy wolf. Pulling up his pants and shimmying into his shirt, he checked his messages, sighing as he noticed Sarah's name in his inbox.

[Hey, again. I gave your date directions to your apartment. Tom and I won't be able to make it to the bar tonight, so I thought you two could get to know each other at your place. Don't worry; he's hot! Make sure you keep him out all night. ;)]

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. An hour and a half to get home, get cleaned up, and clean the apartment? Sarah was such a bitch sometimes.

Jogging from the gym to his apartment, Ari settled into a panic, slamming his door open and stripping the second he clicked the lock into place, then rushing to the bathroom in the nude and tossing himself into the shower.

A whirlwind of panicked cleaning followed a quick shower and blowdrying of his fur. Thankfully most of his apartment was already clean enough, but dirty clothes littered his couch, and his carpet was in desperate need of vacuuming.

It was almost three by the time Ari finished preparing for his impromptu date, and he sat on his newly cleaned couch, panting as though he'd just run a mile. Fresh white shirt stained with sweat, outlining his pecs with dark lines, he tried to catch his breath.

Thud, thud, thud. Shit, his date was early. "Just a minute! I'll be right there!" Did he have time to change? No, that would be rude to leave his date waiting, even if he wasn't that interested after his dreamy morning with Jake.

Fuck it. Ari plodded to the door, his tail swiping from side to side in annoyance. Pulling open the door, he put on a polite smile, then looked down, his eyes widening as he recognized the man at his door.

"Hi there, sorry that I'm walking funny. I'm a bit sore from the gym-" Jake stood there, holding a rose in one hand and dressed in a comfortable hoody and linen pants. A nervous expression gave way to realization mid-sentence. "-where you fucked me so hard I can barely walk. Hello, again. Is this apartment 314? My roommate was trying to set me up on a blind date."

Inwardly apologizing to Sarah for all the crude names he thought up moments ago, Ari's polite smile broke into a grin. "314, yup. I guess I'm your date." He couldn't keep the excitement from his voice, and he could feel his pants tightening as if his cock wanted to greet the wolf.

Stepping through the door and chuckling, the wolf stepped out of his shoes, then wriggled out of his pants once he heard the door latch behind him. "Good, then I can let my sore ass rest. Those barbs feel amazing, but they scraped me up, you big jerk." Stripping the rest of the way, the wolf wrapped his arms around Ari's waist, staring up at him and wagging his tail.

"You can rest in my room if you want. I don't mind." Excited and desperate to get his hands on the wolf again, the tiger picked Jake up and carried him to his bed, easing him into silk sheets.

"You sure, big guy? I can still let you blow in my muzzle if you want." Jake was so cute with Ari's pillow gripped in his paws, his nose eagerly drawing in Ari's scent. That athletic body and jiggling ass were on display, with his heavy balls pressed between his legs and bare paw pads upturned. "Or you can do anything else, as long as you leave my ass alone" His voice muffled by the pillow, Jake wiggled in an invitation, his tail hiked to show off his swollen pink hole.

"Anything?" Ari gulped, his eyes wandering down to lupine feet. He'd never admitted his attraction to foot paws before, to anyone, but the wolf's sweaty soles were so inviting. Peeing inside hadn't scared him off, so maybe he would be up for it?

Fuck it. Throbbing erection popping free from lowered pants, Ari slipped down to his knees, rolling his fingers down the wolf's legs and fixing his hungry eyes on wiggling toes. Nose twitching, he nuzzled into silken paw pads.

Oddly, amid the wolf's musk and the slight scent of sweat, an undercurrent of corn chips grew stronger as Ari's nose approached the space between his toes. Though strange, the mixed odors sent arousal straight from Ari's nose to his dick, starting a leaky faucet of pre.

Slowly, almost lovingly, Ari let his tongue slip out, caressing sweaty pads with rough swipes of his sandpapery tongue. Greedily, he gathered both feet to either side of his muzzle, huffing lupine sweat as wet, syrupy noises filled the air from his furious strokes. Lips captured clawed toes, sucking them gently and muffling his growling groans.

It was impossible to last long while indulging himself in a long-desired fantasy, and Ari could feel his cock bouncing with the desire to unload, his balls churning and his insides twisting into knots. Quickly, he hunched himself over the wolf's feet, grinding the underside of his shaft along soft, compliant feet until, with a desperate groan, he let loose.

Thick ropes of tiger cum painted those pretty lupine feet, smearing paw pads with gooey satisfaction and connecting toes with pearly strings. "Fucking hell. I love you so goddamn much." The words slipped from his mouth before he could catch himself, and he clapped a hand over his mouth.

Slow, even breaths met his words, and he realized that the wolf was asleep, snuggled into his bed and smiling while his slumbering nose huffed Ari's pillow.

Equal parts relieved and disappointed, the tiger felt a wave of exhaustion crash over him as well. Spending hours at the gym, then rushing to clean his apartment took a lot out of him, and now, in the afterglow of yet another orgasm, he couldn't resist a nap.

Slowly, trying not to wake the sleeping canine, he slipped into the bed. Muscled arms took Jake into their embrace, pulling him back to rest against slowly heaving pecs, and he let his eyes drift closed, resting his chin on fluffy, unkempt head fur.

Awakening to the sound of birds and morning light drifting through his window, Ari sighed. Another morning, waking up alone, he was sure. Jake probably left hours ago while he was still asleep. No one ever stayed the night.

A soft rustle broke through Ari's thoughts, and a grumbling muzzle sandwiched itself between his pecs. "Five more minutes. You're too comfy." To the tiger's surprise, nude and bundled in silky sheets with his fluffy flyaway fur in disarray, Jake was still there.

Taking the wolf in his arms, Ari smiled and drew him closer. Was a single date enough to ask Jake to be his boyfriend? God, he hoped so.

(Commission for the lovely John_Doe123456. Tried to edit this in at the start, but the sofurry editor had a fit.)