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Owen awoke to the sound of birds happily tweeting and the gentle warmth of summer sun on his face hours later. Reflexively reaching out or the hunk he fell asleep on top of, he opened his eyes, the dreamy smile on his muzzle turning to confusion as his paw roamed the space next to him, searching for a warm body that was conspicuously missing.

Yawning and sitting up, Owen felt his heart constrict. Did Cody leave? Had Owen ruined everything by being too forward? One night with the older fox wrapped around him was pleasant enough, but he didn't want to lose their relationship because of one night of thoughtless pleasure. Could an apology make up for what he'd done?

The only evidence of their sex was a fragrant mixture of dried juices coating Owen's sheath. It seemed that Cody woke before Owen and cleaned his towels and clothes. Cody's tantalizingly sexy heat scent was gone, replaced by a spritz of his cologne, and there was no sign of the older fox in any room of the house.

Fuck. Did Cody leave? Panic clutched at Owen's throat, and he cursed himself for acting on his desires. As the young fox was about to search for his phone and try to call Cody's cell, Owen heard the soft putter of a car's engine in the driveway. Relief unclenched his jaw as he raced to the window, taking in dark orange fur and the familiar sight of Cody's tank top-clad torso in the driver's seat.

Greeting the older fox at the door, Owen nearly bowled him over, throwing his arms around the older vulpine's waist. He didn't try to push his luck with a kiss or roaming hands, despite his nudity, instead quietly embracing Cody until he could order the words racing through his head into coherent sentences. "Sorry. For last night. We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I'm a piece of shit."

"You mean when you took advantage of my heat and fucked me into the floor?" A surprisingly candid voice answered Owen. "We do need to talk about that, kid. But first, why don't you let go so I can give you your breakfast?" He hefted a small brown paper bag with grease stains in one hand, and Owen was relieved to see that his face held no contempt. Instead, a surprisingly calm, teasing expression that Owen recognized from his childhood coated that handsome face. Was Cody fucking with him? He couldn't decide whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"I didn't- I mean-" Defeated, Owen shrank back like a chastised cub. He couldn't deny Cody's words. He had been a bit of an asshole to the poor man while trying to get into his pants. Without the cloud of pheromones amplifying his desires, it was easier to reflect on his behavior. Perhaps he could have shown a BIT more tact rather than ambushing Cody at his most vulnerable. Still, would Cody have ever noticed him if he didn't? Maybe the ends justified the means.

"Don't worry. I'm not angry." Cody's tail swished from side to side as he unpacked cheesy, bacony breakfast sandwiches and flopped his muscular rump onto one of the kitchen's stools, facing Owen. "I'm ashamed that I let you see me like that. I should have planned better. First time I've ever forgotten my heat blockers at home." Patting the stool next to him, he turned toward the table. "My damn packer too. It's like I WANTED someone to find out."

Owen followed the older fox, sitting on his stool with a bare ass and a hopeful expression. Guys that were angry at you didn't buy breakfast, did they? Still, he couldn't help the feeling that he would have to deal with the consequences of his cheeky behavior. Cody was known for his pranks, and Owen remembered many a summer when the playful older fox dunked him in a pool or gave him an ice cube with a fake spider frozen inside.

"I called in an emergency prescription for my heat blockers this morning and left as soon as I could tear myself away from you, then spent the last few hours in my car waiting for it to kick in." Brown eyes staring at untouched food, his claws tapped against toasted, steaming bread. "You know what's weird? Even after my mind cleared and I stopped craving any dick that would have me, I couldn't stop thinking of you. How you felt inside me, and how goddamn right it felt to give myself to you."

Reaching out to rest his arm on Owen's shoulder, he scooted closer. "Even though I want to forget and write this off as a single mistake, I can't, so-" Suddenly, he tilted Owen's head to the side, pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss and willingly coaxing Owen's tongue into his mouth. His kiss lingered, exploring Owen's muzzle and lazily licking his lips until a soft sigh shuddered through him, and he pulled back. "I'm willing to see where this goes, against my better judgment."

Owen's heart soared. While Cody's confession wasn't what he planned for after all these years spent pining after the muscular fox, his acceptance was all he could ever ask for, and he wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. Any chance to convince Cody to continue their relationship was probably more than he deserved.

The foxes' tails sought each other, brushing against each other and entwining while munching their way through greasy sandwiches in comfortable silence. Butterflies teased Owen's stomach, and he felt his tail would helicopter like an excited canine's, barely held in check by the pillowy embrace of Owen's.

After Cody finished his food, he stood with a stretch, wiggling his way out of his clothes and revealing his nude, muscular body. He scratched the fluff of pubic hair above his soft spade, drawing attention to its smaller, less swollen state, though it was still a mouthwatering sight. "No point in wearing clothes. You've already seen everything there is to see." He winked at Owen's surprised stare, tossing wrappers into the trash and blatantly showing off his bubble butt. Owen must have been right. Cody WAS proud of how he looked.

"So, does this mean we're dating? Do you want to take it slow?" Tamping down the growing excitement threatening to slide his cock free from his sheath, Owen slipped from his stool and followed the sway of Cody's perfect butt to the living room. His mind whirled with possibilities, but he didn't want to assume anything. Just because Cody was nude didn't mean he wanted to act on his desires quite yet.

"Dating? Maybe. I don't know what to call this." Cody shrugged and stretched, sitting in the same spot on the couch as he had the night before. He patted the seat next to him, his arm slipping around Owen's shoulder when the younger man obediently sat. A click of the remote turned on the widescreen tv, filling the room with the background noise of some sci-fi horror movie.

Owen wasn't sure what to do. Would leaning into Cody's arms be too forward after he took advantage of the man the night before? Or did Cody want things to go back to normal? Or maybe Cody wanted him to take charge? Fuck, why was this so complicated? Cody's heat made everything seem simple, but without that constant scent screaming 'breed him,' Owen was back to his usual awkward self.

"Relax, kiddo. I won't bite." Cody kissed Owen's cheek and leaned against a light orange shoulder. Burnt-orange fur was so soft, and the scent of Cody's cologne wafted with every movement. "You remember when you'd lay on my stomach, and we'd watch your favorite cartoons when you were just a cub?" He sighed and rubbed a soft paw over Owen's chest, then lower, over his flat stomach. "You've always been so cuddly. I can't believe you've grown up so handsome."

"H-Handsome?" Owen felt his cockhead slipping from its sheath as Cody's paws explored lower, grazing his pubic fluff. Somehow, this was more exciting than breeding his uncle the night before. Now he could be sure that Cody wanted him, rather than just a quick way to quench his heat. "You think I'm handsome? I thought someone as hot as you wouldn't even give me a second look."

"Oh, just because I work out, I can't have a preference for someone who doesn't?" Cody teased, his teeth wreathing one of Owen's nipples in a gentle bite. Brown eyes like puddles of molten chocolate stared up at him, and the soft touch of exploring paws sent a shiver through him as they grazed the underside of his hardening cock. "I don't know if you should comment on that, you little uncle-fucker."

Owen tried to answer Cody's teasing, but a strengthening grip around his stiffened member silenced any protests. Words failed him, and he could only watch as Cody's maw trailed lower, tantalizingly close to his cock. The horny former teenager in him demanded he facefuck the teasing older vulpine, but he held himself back, afraid to ruin the moment.

"You know, there's something I've wanted to do ever since you caught me with my pants down." Kissing the tip of Owen's cock, Cody rubbed his cheek against the swollen head, stroking its length. "You know how desperate you left me, fingering your pre into my hole?" Pressing soft lips along the underside of Owen's cock, he let his silky tongue seek the spots that made the younger fox squirm. "It felt like I was on fire. Like I was going to rush from that bathroom and tackle you to the floor to demand you breed me."

Infinitely gentle stimulation made Owen squirm and whine as Cody's maw continued its teasing. Involuntary thrusts tapped his cock against soft fur, but the older vulpine's fingers pinned him in place, and teeth nipped at his base, warning him to hold still. The change in his uncle's demeanor was unbelievably hot and quite a bit closer to what Owen fantasized about when he still thought Cody had a cock. Dominant and willing to take charge? Yes, please.

"I'm not in heat this time, sweety." Pretty brown eyes shone with predatory hunger, and a long lap rolled over the underside of Owen's cock, from the base to the tip. "You know what that means? You're not in control." With one last nuzzle against Owen's dripping cock, Cody relented, moving to straddle Owen's lap. "You see, I might have a pussy, but that doesn't mean I'm some mewling bottom for you to use. So-" He tilted Owen's head and sat down, letting his spade squish warmly against Owen's member while his lips hovered inches from Owen's, his teeth showing in a playful grin. "I hope you're okay with me taking the lead."

Okay with it? Owen had never been more erect in his life. He nodded eagerly at Cody's dominating efforts, though his paws couldn't resist taking up residence on muscular hips. "Y-Yes, sir. I'll do whatever you want."

"You're so damn cute. C'mere." Rewarding Owen's eagerness with a slow grind that smeared his moistening spade along the underside of Owen's shaft, Cody finally met Owen's maw, slipping his tongue past defenseless lips. Overpowering Owen with his kiss, Owen flicked his tail from side to side, his arms enfolding the younger fox's unresisting form. Like a perverted, erotically charged version of the innocent hugs that Owen loved so dearly, his embrace brought more of that dizzying scent mixed with the musk of Cody's arousal.

Lips parted after an eternity, and Owen's vision filled with the alluring sight of those toned pecs. "Promise you'll be a good boy and hold it in for me? I don't want to get condoms so you can last longer. Bare skin feels so much better." Soft ebony lips nuzzled against Owen's cock, and talented hips wiggled until his cock slid its first few inches home, wrapped in slick pink walls.

"Oh, fuck. I'll try." Owen was over the moon, clinging to the muscular fox with shaking hands while his cock screamed at him to pound that soft cookie, his balls boiling with the promise of an early orgasm. To distract himself, he rubbed his face against those muscular pecs, his tongue lolling out in an overstimulated pant.

"Mmmph. That's it. Nice and slow. Gods, you're bigger than anything I've ever taken." Praising Owen's size, Cody started a slow rhythm, raising his hips until their connection almost broke, then sliding down to the hilt, letting his silky spade press against Owen's sheath. There was delicious friction inside of him now, without the overwhelming dripping slickness to ease the way, and his insides gripped like a demanding fist.

Exploring the older fox's body, Owen roamed his hands over panting pecs, then down to abs, his fingertips tracing every muscle. Cody was like a work of art, sculpted by years of exercise and training, and it was clear from the easy way that he rode Owen's dick that those muscles weren't just for show. Owen got the impression that Cody could snap him in half if he wanted to.

Still, one part of him was impossibly soft despite his musculature. That juicy vulpine ass currently bouncing below his twitching tail called to Owen with every shove, and he took hold of it, spreading cheeks and rolling them around like two fur-covered marshmallows. Fuck. Hopefully, Cody was into anal. Owen would cry if he didn't get to test that perfect ass. He could feel himself pulse within the fox's soft cookie at the mere thought of that glistening pucker hidden between those cheeks.

Thankfully for the young fox, Cody's pace grew faster under his exploring fingers, and his racing thoughts were quieted by growling, lustful words. "That's it. Fuck, you feel so good. I'm-" Cody's eyes closed, and his fingers slipped down to his pussy, slipping past the pointed apex of his spade to circle his clit. Telltale clenches heralded his orgasm, and he sat down hard, letting loose a dribble of arousal around Owen's cock.

"Need more. Mmph." Still panting and shuddering through his orgasm, Cody leveraged his muscled weight to shift position and pull Owen on top of him. "Fuck me hard, kiddo. Don't stop till you bruise my pussy." Wrapping his legs around Owen's waist, he demanded the entire length of every thrust, his tight lips gripping the pistoning shaft and coating it in a glistening layer of juices.

Burying his face in Cody's neck, Owen followed his uncle's instructions to a T. Heavy balls slapped wetly against Cody's ass, smearing drooling drips of arousal over his lower hole. A growing, brutal rhythm creaked the furniture below them, shifting the couch by a few inches whenever Owen would bottom out. Wet sounds of their lovemaking echoed through the empty walls, growing juicier by the second.

Just as Owen thought he would lose control and paint Cody's insides, the squirming, incoherently moaning fox tensed, and his hole clamped down. Orgasmic milking set Owen off, emptying his desperate balls deep into Cody's willing cunt. Not a drop escaped his sloppy depths, only translucent arousal dribbling forth from their union to pool on the fabric below.

"Fuck, I'll never get used to that." Trailing careful claws along Owen's chest, the older vulpine stretched comfortably, massaging his clutching sex's moist lips with his free hand and massaging Owen's aching, freshly emptied balls. "Feels like your dick's thrashing around inside me when you cum. Better than my vibrator."

Eagerly seeking Cody's lips for another slow, passionate kiss, Owen clenched his inner muscles, making his cock bounce against the entrance to Cody's womb. It wasn't until his cock began to soften and withdraw on its own that he pulled it free, letting it flop against quivering lower lips. "I'm glad you like it. It's my favorite pastime now." Owen teased, punctuating his words with breathless kisses and gentle licks against Cody's panting tongue.

"You little shit. You cum in me twice and think you own my pussy?" Teasing Owen with a smirk, the older fox gave his balls a soft squeeze. "I'll have you know you'll have to finish inside me at least a dozen times before you can lay your claim. I'm not easy to please~."

"Maybe later. It feels like you yanked my balls out through my dick." Burying his nose in plush fur, Owen meandered downward, breaking their embrace to trail a circle of kisses over Cody's stomach before resting his head on it, sighing as sculpted abs cradled his face. Far away as it was, he could hear Cody's heartbeat, soothing and slow, under his fur.

"Still your favorite spot?" Wiping sticky fingers across the couch's upholstery, Cody ran his fingers through Owen's cheek fur, letting his claws scratch behind the younger man's ears. His eyes softened when Owen looked up into them, and he took Owen's ear between his fingers, stroking it in a calming gesture.

"Mmhmm. I'm glad I didn't ruin it all. I don't know if I could make it through the year without seeing you." Owen pointedly stared at the tv, unable to meet those doting brown eyes. Exploring fingertips traced patterns in Cody's muscled thighs, teasing fluffy fur and the firmer muscle below. Bodies entwined, they luxuriated in each other's presence, halfheartedly watching tv.

Unable to resist the siren's call of Cody's body beneath him, Owen broke their comfortable silence with a searching tone. "Do you wanna go again?" His shaft recovered most of its rigidity in the past half hour, and his paws roamed closer to Cody's core as his face abandoned comfortable abs to kiss lower, inches from Cody's glazed cookie.

"You're insatiable. Am I going to have to get you neutered?" Cody grinned but didn't stop Owen's meandering maw, hooking one leg around the back of the couch to spread himself. A thin trail of pearly seed dribbled from his spade, running between his cheeks and coating his ass. "At least go slow this time. We've got all the time in the world."

Taking Cody's words to heart, Owen pressed his nose to his uncle's puffy spade, taking deep breaths of sweet musk mixed with his seed. Gentle fingers spread Cody's spade, revealing its glistening pink hole and a barely contained reservoir of vulpine cum. The first lick was sweet and luscious, encouraging slow laps that dug deep to clean Owen's mess.

"Nnngh. Right there, baby." Approving moans twisted Cody's face, and his hole clenched as Owen's tongue found his clit, releasing a small gush of arousal. "Slow circles. B-Bring me to the edge." Paws clenched in Owen's head fur, reminding him who was in charge. Slowly gyrating hips met his tongue, desperately guiding him to the older male's sweet spot.

Closing his eyes, Owen worshipped Cody's cookie with everything he had, mashing his maw against the puffy lips and circling his clit with lazy oral strokes. More sweetness rewarded his efforts, glazing his tongue in Cody's arousal. When Cody's legs started to shake, heralding his orgasm, Owen pulled away, his tongue holding thin strings of pussy juice as he pressed soft, gentle kisses to Cody's quivering sex.

Long licks tested Cody's tolerance, working their way lower until a muskier hole greeted his tongue. With a tentative, slow lap, he nuzzled into the older vulpine's ass, wreathing his muzzle in impossibly soft, wobbling cheeks. Each lap grew bolder as Cody's squirming moans showed his approval, and within moments, Owen's tongue popped inside that tight hole, working the muscle loose with a generous coating of drool.

Strong arms dragged Owen away from his prize, pulling him into another long, lingering kiss. "Not here, sweety. If you're going to fuck my ass, we're doing it in a real bed." He rolled to his feet, dragging Owen by his arm to the stairs. Gripping paws were steely and brooked no protest, but Owen wouldn't have resisted anyway.

Perfect, jiggling cheeks filled the younger vulpine's gaze as they took the steps two at a time, that juicy ebony cookie shimmering with a glaze of sweetness. It took all of Owen's willpower not to tackle Cody to the ground and fuck him right there, but Cody's words echoed in his head. There was a certain appeal to being invited into Cody's bed, like a real lover instead of a horny mistake.

Nipping at Owen's chin, the older fox pushed him back onto the bed, standing over him with two fingers intently swirling over his drooling sex. Muscled thighs straddled him without hesitation, pushing the underbelly of his cock against that dripping spade and smearing it with a thick layer of arousal. "See? Much more comfortable." Slowly grinding, he contemplated Owen's size, letting his tip catch against sweet heat but not quite letting him into that drooling cookie. "You're lucky I left a tube of lube in my bag. I don't know if I could take you without it."

"I could lube you up with my tongue." Owen wiggled his hips, wincing as Cody grabbed a tube from the nightstand and squeezed a generous dollop of cold slickness along the underside of his cock. "You could even sit on my face if you want." The idea of Cody's luxuriously soft ass grinding against his face was a fantasy come true, and Owen was more than willing to be his seat.

"You've been watching too much porn. I'd have to be one hell of a buttslut for you to spit n' go." Smearing Owen's cock with the slick lube, Cody stroked from the base to the tip, his free paw cradling Owen's balls. "Although I guess if you're this obsessed with my ass, that'll be inevitable." Teasing the shaft with quickening strokes, he stopped when Owen's cock squirted a clear string of arousal, clenching his fist in time with the pulse of Owen's cock.

Soft and fluffy, Cody's tail lifted as he took hold of the base of Owen's shaft, his body pivoting to press the drooling tip against his dark entrance. Unlike the silky glide of his needy pussy, his ass resisted the first advance, clamping down tight, then slowly opening up until Owen's head popped into tight heat. "Fuckkk. I'll never get used to this feeling."

Resisting the urge to fuck Cody's hole into a sloppy mess, Owen bit his lip, his eyes fixated on the gripping anal lips strangling his cockhead. Worshipful paws took hold of his bubble butt, spreading cheeks to get a better view. "S-Sorry. It doesn't hurt, does it?" Despite the intensity awaiting his cock, he didn't want to hurt the object of his affection. He'd gladly stick to vaginal if it made Cody more comfortable.

"Just a little sting. Don't worry about it. We'll- mmph- Go slow." Clutching walls made their way down Owen's shaft with unbearable slowness until, with a triumphant wiggle, Cody's hole kissed Owen's sheath. The soft squish of his cookie dribbled down the younger vulpine's balls as though marking Owen with his musk and rhythmic clenches matched the pulse of his cock.

Wet warmth blocked out all other sensations, concentrating Owen's entire being on the slow glide of Cody's ass. Tightened muscles relaxed with every bounce, growing pleasantly sloppy and accepting every inch of his dick. Like the slow tick of a hypnotist's watch, Cody's ass took on a rhythm that made Owen's maw water, calling to him and demanding more. Cody wouldn't mind if he took charge, right? He certainly enjoyed it downstairs.

Unable to resist any longer, Owen sat up, wrapping his arms around Cody's waist. A bit of awkward positioning maneuvered his legs under him until he was kneeling behind the muscular fox, and he slid home to the hilt once more, squishing bubbly cheeks against his groin. Growing bolder by the second, he hunched over Cody's arched back, pounding into luscious depths.

"Fuck, you're good at this." Cody groaned aloud, jilling his needy box with two fingers. His neck tilted upward into Owen's panting muzzle, and he planted his legs wide, encouraging heavy thrusts. Every inch of him was soft and welcoming despite his intimidating size, while his innards practically begged for Owen's cum.

Taking Cody's receptive body in both hands, Owen desperately humped, growing more desperate to finish. Jets of liquid arousal added to the sloppy slickness around his cock, and heavy balls bounced off of Cody's deep fingering, soaked in a steady snail trail of slippery juices.

Earthshattering and far more intense than their first breeding, Owen's orgasm crashed over him like a tidal wave, his cock bloating and firing a seemingly endless ocean of seed into Cody's welcoming hole. An involuntary growl slipped through clenched teeth as he bit down gently on Cody's shoulder, humping like a wild animal.

Low groans met Owen's finish while the telltale clench of inner muscles heralded Cody's orgasm. Limp and spent, he leaned into Owen's embrace, his tail lazily twitching from side to side. "Yeah, we can do that again whenever you like. I didn't know anal could feel that good." Rubbing his cheek against Owen's, the sated man panted happily.

"How about right now?" Owen growled playfully with a surge forward, toppling Cody to the sheets and entwining their fingers. Playful nips at his exposed neck teased the squirming fox underneath him while slow thrusts worked his half-hard cock through loosely clenching muscles.

Cody squirmed lovingly, pushing back into every bed-shaking thrust and letting his tail lazily tick from side to side. "Fuck, I love you." He moaned, settling in for another session. No doubt, the first of dozens that night.