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Hey folks! Been awfully busy with this and that and have not had much time to write, but got something going here for you to enjoy. This'll actually be the first part of a two-parter, and hopefully you'll be able to enjoy the second part soon enough as well. Inspiration came to me this time when I saw a picture that hit some, ahem, "particular spots" within me (cookie to whoever figures out which one :p), and I wanted to sit down and get writing. It's once more a fairly simple thing, no deep stories or anything like that going on but just some fun ol' smut. I decided to take it a bit easy while writing since I wanted to make it a two-parter, and I imagine you'll spot some differences between this and my previous recent one-shots. Even so I'm reasonably happy with how it turned out and hope you will be as well.

I've done my best to proofread as always, though things might've still slipped through the cracks. If you see something that's off or sticks out then feel free to tell me. Expect some weird formatting or sentences being spaced weird as SF has some issues when I copy my texts to SF's uploader. Hopefully it wont cause too many issues. Remember to rate, fav, comment and all that other good stuff if you enjoyed yourself. Happy reading!

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His nerves felt like they were at an all-time alertness and his heart was beating quickly against his chest as he closed and locked the door, the doberman taking a deep breath while thoughts were running through his head. Was this really happening? It seemed too good to be true. But the man was standing there, behind him, the offer out in the open and no hint of malice, deception or anything else in the tone of the man's voice. It could be just a stupid prank. But it could also be very much real. There was only one way to find out.

Matt turned around to face him.

.....

Matt was a twenty years old doberman; young, hung and full of spunk, as they say. Tall and with a lean body, he used to look almost scrawny before putting on a bit more weight and starting to workout more regularly. He still had some long ways to go before he could be mistaken for a muscled jock, frat bro or anything of the sorts, but at least no one could point at him and practically count his ribs with ease anymore. He now actually had some muscle on him, and provided a better sight for the eyes compared to the old scrawny dog of his past.

It didn't help him to catch people's attention though, although he didn't really put in much of an effort. He wasn't a party person and preferred to hang out with small crowds and do things like watch movies, play video games or go for a coffee together. Matt wasn't quite a nerd or anything of the sort, he just didn't feel comfortable in crowds a lot of the time. And when you're in the typical partying age and live in the college dorms where most of your peers spend the weekends getting drunk or rowdy, things could get pretty lonely if you weren't the partying type.

Matt was fortunate enough to be able to afford his own room at the dorm and didn't have to share it with a roommate, all thanks to his parents pushing him to work and save money from an early age. Things could get pretty lonely though, especially when everyone else was out partying and having fun. He especially tended to feel a bit jealous at his more extroverted friends for one reason in particular: if they didn't have girl- or boyfriends they at least got together with some casual fun and one night stands and the like. Matt didn't get to enjoy any of that. In fact, he had never been with anyone.

Matt only had a sexual interest in other guys, and he had hoped that coming to college and finding new folks and experiences might help him to get out of his own shell a little bit. No such luck, he was still the same, shy old Matt he'd always been who'd blush as so much as a joking suggestion about sleeping with another man. There was nothing wrong with being shy or a virgin his friends told him, but even so he did feel that he was missing out whenever he'd hear friends, especially when drunk, talk about girls and sex. He didn't care about girls of course, at least not in sexual ways, but he found himself wishing more and more to have some sexual experiences of his own.

Well tonight that was about to change for the doberman.

See, his friends had decided that enough was enough. Though being shy and finding it difficult to find experiences was fine and all, a couple of them had thought that it was about time that Matt started to catch up a bit with the rest of them. Or at the very least that he got a taste for what he was missing out on. And so they had hatched together a plan. A plan that involved telling Matt to stay at his room tonight because they were gonna come by to hang out.

Except they weren't. Though the doberman wouldn't be spending the night alone either.

.....

There had been a knock on the door and Matt had been quick to open it, expecting a couple of his buds to come over with beer in hand, a bag of snacks and being more than ready to play videogames and just chill and hang out. He was lightly dressed, it was just his buddies after all, wearing nothing but a pair of black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. But rather than meet his friends when he opened the door he instead got the sight of someone he'd never seen before, though undeniably a pleasant sight to the canine's particular tastes and interests.

Before him stood an older man, a grey wolf to be precise, looking to be perhaps in his forties. He was at least a head taller than Matt, with a muscular body. He wasn't dressed much, the wolf just wearing a white tank top which revealed a good tuft of chest fur, a pair of black gym shorts that showed off all the goods a little too well, and a red baseball-cap on his head. In his left hand he held a gym bag while his right was held up in a greeting gesture towards Matt while he threw him a friendly smile.

"Yo! Matt, right? Dorm 305?"

He had a mature, just oh so slightly gruff, deep voice on him fitting with his apparent age not to mention his muscular physique. Matt was taken a bit aback by the stranger, pleasant as he was to look at, and didn't know if he should respond at first. But eventually he did, even if he figured there must be some mistake. A prank perhaps?

"Uh... yes? Do I know you?" he asked, a hint of nervousness in his voice. A playful grin grew on the wolf's lips.

"Hah, nah, not yet. But ya will."

Matt wasn't given a chance to protest before the wolf walked past him and stepped into his dorm room and gave a quick look around. There wasn't much to see: a desk with a rolling chair along the right wall of the room, a single bed with some storage underneath it along the left wall and a window between them. Next to the desk there was a small area equipped with some very basic cooking equipment, some shelves and cupboards for storage and a small fridge, while next to the bed there was a small wardrobe and a slightly ajar door that led to a bathroom. Matt didn't have much furnishings on the walls, just the odd posters of his favorite band and movie. On the desk he had a laptop, a small TV and various other bits and bobs. The room was lit up by an oval lamp on the ceiling.

The older man was a wolf that seemed to spend a great deal at the gym, Matt noted. He lacked the lean definition of younger folks, but he had a clearly muscled body owing to working out on the regular, with clearly defined pectorals and abdominals, strong looking arms that could probably lift Matt with ease, legs that could probably squat twice Matt's own weight and a beefy, muscled ass that stuck out against pretty much anything the man would wear and practically begged to be played with. His fur went in tones of grey, darker patches covering his shoulders, upper arms, top of his torso and most of his back, the sides of his hips and outwards facing parts of his legs, while the grey turned a lighter color from across halfway down his chest and down over his abdomen, his inner thighs, the inside of his arms and his forearms. Under his chin and up along his neck, over his jaw, there were the beginnings of an even lighter shade of grey, almost closing in on being more of a white color, showing that the man was starting to get those greying dad colours.

"Nice place, kid. You know, for a dorm room," the older male said before turning towards Matt again. Matt was looking pretty confused.

"Uh, thanks, I guess?" he said while a hand dipped into one of the pockets of his own shorts that he was wearing, searching for his phone while wondering if he should call campus security. "I'm, uh, sorry. But who are you?"

The wolf raised a brow at that question and grinned wider.

"Before I answer, let me say this to ease your nerves," he rumbled out. "At any time or at any point, just say the word and I'll leave, yeah? I ain't here to force ya to do anything ya don't want or make ya do anything that ya might regret in the morning, yeah? If you want me to leave right now, then I'll leave."

Matt was still clearly confused as he had no clue what the wolf was talking about.

"I'm sorry but, uh, what? I'm not following," he said. The wolf chuckled a little at that continued confusion.

"Your friends didn't tell ya, huh? Alright kid," the wolf spoke while holding his paw out, offering a handshake. Matt hesitated for a moment before taking and gripping it.

"Name's Keith, kid, and your friends asked me to help ya turn in your v-card."

Confusion was still apparent on the doberman's face at the older man's words, though when realization at what Keith was saying hit him his face turned a bright shade of red.

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Matt found himself on his small single bed, supporting himself on his elbows to look up at the older hunk of a wolf that was walking up towards him. The wolf dropped his gym bag on the floor next to the bed and just looked down at Matt, a playful grin on his lips. As their gaze met the older male threw Matt a wink, which made the doberman's face somehow grow even more flush than before. His door had been closed and locked, making sure that they wouldn't be disturbed.

"Not gonna be able to fuck you while you're still wearing those," the wolf spoke and motioned towards the sweatpants that Matt was still wearing. "Tug em off, but leave the top on. Looks good on ya."

Matt, whom's heart was beating quickly against his chest out of sheer nervousness, merely nodded at the command, a bit dumbfounded as he was at what was going. His hands reached down to his sweatpants, the doberman lifting his legs up and tugging them down while his gaze was practically glued to the older hunk. Keith, meanwhile, kept that playful grin on his lips and reached for the hem of his tank top, the wolf making short work of it as he pulled it up over his head and unceremoniously just tossed it to the side.

The hunky, older wolf's body was out there on full display for Matt's eyes to take in and savor. He indeed didn't have that lean, muscular kind of physique that perhaps someone half the wolf's age might've had, but rather his physique was certainly a lot beefier, as Matt had thought when he'd been watching the older man while he had his top still on. Those large, thick, muscular arms and broad shoulders looked liked they could pick Matt up with ease and probably break him like a twig should he wish to. The man had some clearly defined, almost round-ish pectorals that moved and flexed some with his motions while he had been tugging the shirt off of himself, and there was an abdomen that clearly held a sturdy old washboard of abs, though with some meat in between those abs as well, owing partly to the wolf's age and perhaps also owing to the wolf having given up the youthful vanity of trying to achieve a perfect olympian body. Though, with that said, he certainly was still more of an olympian than Matt, and probably more than most men his own age.

With Matt having tugged his sweatpants off, his lower half was left only being covered up by a pair of red boxer briefs. A rather bulging pair at that, the doberman's excitement at what he was looking at being clear and obvious to the older male as the doberman's stiff length left a nice lump running across the doberman's right thigh with the cockhead just shy of coming to peek out the edge of the underwear. And Keith's eyes looked down at it with an approving glint in his eyes, that grin of his growing perhaps a bit more eager as well as he eyed it all up. The wolf's approving look caused it to stir, the tent throbbing as Keith eyed it all up.

"Looks like you're hiding something nice down there for me, huh? And so excited too," Keith rumbled out before hooking his thumbs to the waistband of his gym shorts. "I wonder if this'll getcha even more excited..."

With a tug downwards the wolf made quick work of his own shorts, and seconds later they were left to fall down to the floor and bunch up by his feet. And if just the sight of the wolf's muscular torso hadn't been enough to leave Matt stiff and throbbing, the sight he was now presented to certainly would've done the trick. Underneath his gym shorts the wolf had been wearing a white jockstrap, the thing hugging the wolf around his hips and his muscular asscheeks nicely, not to mention seemingly straining a little bit to contain what it was hiding by the wolf's crotch. Either the wolf was deliberately wearing a jock a size or two smaller than he ought to, had the jock stuffed with socks, or was simply blessed down south, for the jockstrap was looking visibly full and even seemed to be pressed forwards a little bit, the elastic band of it being tugged just a slight bit away from the wolf's front.

"Ya like that, pup? Any fun thoughts running through your head yet?" the wolf asked as he made sure to turn this way and that way, giving Matt some sideways looks of the bulging jock and letting the doberman get a look at his large, muscular asscheeks in the process as well. "Surprised you haven't already creamed those briefs, to be honest. Got some self control in ya," he teased as he showed off, the muscled hunk making sure to completely turn around, hike his tail nice and high and show off that muscular ass properly to Matt. It was firm, deliciously muscular and practically begging to be played with, and to drive that point home Keith reached back to squeeze one of his cheeks in front of the doberman right before giving it a loud smack. The sound practically echoed through the small dorm room and surely would've echoed through the hall outside as well if the door had been opened.

Matt visibly throbbed as Keith showed off, and a damp spot was quickly starting to grow where his cockhead was resting inside his boxer briefs. Keith, who was looking back over his shoulders, noticed that and let out a playful growl.

"Growing hungry for it, are ya? Bet you just wanna squeeze my asscheeks while you bury yourself balls-deep in me, huh?" he continued to speak playfully, the wolf turning back around after giving himself another smack to further entice the doberman. Matt hadn't been able to keep himself from keeping his hands away from his needy and throbbing meat, the doberman having reached to squeeze himself through his boxer briefs to coax a whining moan from escaping his lips while he listened to the older man's teasing words.

"Well let's not keep ya waiting then, pup. Got a better place for you to nut than inside your undies."

Keith, now facing Matt and the bed again, bent forward over the bed and reached for the waistband of the nervous doberman's undies. With another playful wink at the doberman he tugged firmly, pulling the underwear all the way off of Matt to toss the red fabric to the side. With the fabric no longer containing it and keeping it down, Matt's cock was free to spring upwards with a string of precum being flung and coming to land on Matt's white t-shirt to give it a small, dark little spot. The doberman's cock didn't come slapping down against him, the thing instead throbbing proudly, stiff and eager as it was.

"Damn dude. How come you're a virgin when there's something like this hidden down your pants?"

Matt's cock throbbed again at the praise, given to him by Keith to serve to rile the virgin up even more. His length wasn't anything too special, Matt thought, the thing perhaps being an inch or so longer than the average and perhaps a slight bit thicker as well. It had a dark colour similar to the doberman's fur, and a slight curve that angled it upwards. In its erect state the foreskin didn't manage to cover up the cockhead, the skin only reaching just about half of the cockhead to leave the rest of the brown-ish coloured head glistening as the light in the room hit it. It looked practically slathered in pre, telling Keith that the doberman was either a heavy leaker, really excited, or both. A brown, furred sack could be found below, looking like it could do with a nice unloading.

"I know a few guys that would be happy to play with that thing. Sucks for them that it's all mine right now," Keith said while giving it an eager look, as if he couldn't wait to play with it. Matt swallowed and chuckled nervously while muttering something that sounded like "h-heh, y-yeah, all yours'' while he watched the wolf bend down towards the gym bag that he'd dropped by the bed, the wolf's ass becoming fully and truly on glorious display as he was bent over. Had Matt not been the nervous and unconfident virgin that he was he would've reached over and given it a squeeze and a playful smack, but he was stuck just watching it. The wolf seemed to be fetching something out of his gym bag, and indeed when he straightened back up he held a bottle of lube in his right paw and a packet of condoms and a towel in the other. He tossed the condoms and the towel on the bed before he got up on it, the bed creaking under the added weight.

"Not gonna need em for ya. I trust a virgin like yerself don't have anything to worry about," Keith spoke when he saw a nervous paw reaching for the condoms. "But maybe later, depending on what ya might wanna get up to, pup. I don't carry anything nasty myself, but if you decide to raise your tail for me it's fine if you wanna be safe about it."

Matt's cock throbbed visibly again at what the wolf was suggesting, a fact that didn't pass Keith by. He snickered as he moved himself on top of the doberman, straddling the young canine with each of his legs next to the canine's outer thighs, the wolf pulling himself forward by walking on his knees slowly. When his bulging jockstrap was just shy of coming to press up against the doberman's overly excited member he stopped and opened the bottle of lube, the wolf pouring a hefty amount into his left paw.

"Always remember to lube up before ya fuck someone, pup. Don't want your partner to be hurt and screaming, ya know? Unless that what you're both into," he murmured out as he reached down for Matt's cock. Matt looked as nervous as ever and his heart kept beating hard against his chest. He'd never even had another guy touch him down there before, and watching that hand come ever closer had him almost start to feel sick out of nervousness. But as it closed around him so that the wolf could start spreading the slick stuff around and get him nice and lubed, that feeling of getting sick was replaced by a wave of pleasure as strange feelings ran through the doberman.

He'd tried all the tricks before to imitate the feeling of someone else around his cock when jerking off; using onaholes or other sextoys, sitting on his arm until it fell asleep, doing the same to his nondominant hand and any other trick he could think of. But the real thing was something else.

The lube felt just a bit cold at first, though when the warmth of the wolf's paw closed around his length and gave a slow, squeezing stroke, that slight coldness was replaced by a feeling of heated pleasure. Having someone else pleasure and squeeze him was nothing like the toys or tricks he'd tried, and it had him gasping out at first, before whining and then finally moan out as he throbbed powerfully in the other's grasp. He could feel the wolf pump him nice and slow, working the lube all over his length, getting it slick and making it easy for that hand to squeeze and glide across him. The sensations almost sent jolts through Matt, and he couldn't keep himself from arching his hips forward in attempts to hump into the squeezing paw. He heard the wolf chuckle at those reactions.

"Feels good, huh, being squeezed by another man? Well don't get too excited just yet, pup" Keith said as he gave a final squeeze before letting go, causing another whine to escape the doberman.

Matt's eyes had closed as he moaned from the pleasure given to him by the older man's paw, but they opened to see the wolf reach behind himself, the wolf's tail raised nice and high behind him as he reached back. Matt couldn't see it, but it was obvious what was going on judging by the light little groan escaping the wolf moments later as the wolf obviously had his fingers stuffed in underneath his own tail.

The wolf's own eyes fluttered just a slight bit and he arched his own back somewhat, his gaze pulled away from the doberman as he was fingering himself with his lube-slickened fingers. Keith had already prepped himself nicely before showing up to the doberman's door and was already plenty slick back there, but some more stretching and lubing up wouldn't hurt right before he was about to help the canine turn in his v-card.

"Always remember to make sure your partner is nice and slick as well," he rumbled out while pulling his gaze back down to the doberman, who looked like he was mighty interested in seeing what the wolf was doing back there. Keith just grinned at that look before sinking a couple of his slick fingers inside himself all the way to the knuckle and wiggled them around a bit. The pouch of his jockstrap visibly throbbed as he fingered himself, and the smell of wolf arousal that it was struggling to contain grew a tad bit stronger. Keith didn't keep up the fingering for long though, and seconds later he pulled out with a light little grunt.

"Alright, I'm definitely ready for ya, pup" he rumbled out while he wiped his slick paw off on the towel he'd tossed on the bed. "The question is if you're ready for me?"

Keith's gaze met Matt's own, the wolf giving the doberman an almost predatorial, hungry looking grin as he scooted forward, his jockstrap brushing against the canine's throbbing length as he moved, the wolf only stopping as he had scooted forward far enough to let Matt's throbbing thing come brushing up against his firm cheeks. Keith reached back, taking a hold of it, his eyes still locked on Matt as he guided the thing between his firm cheeks and let the cocktip come poking against his puckered entrance.

"Paws on my hips, kid," he said in a commanding tone that Matt wouldn't have been able to resist even if he wasn't almost painfully aroused and eager to do anything to get some release. Matt's paws both came to take a hold of each of the wolf's hips firmly as if he was holding onto something nervously for dear life. The firm and muscular cheeks were hugging around his length a little bit and he could feel the wolf's back entrance seemingly winking as his cockhead rubbed against it, the warm ring growing wider and then closing up before widening again. Suddenly he could feel it press back against him, firmly, as the wolf started to lean back.

"Let's make ya turn in that v-card, boy" the wolf growled out as he pushed back against Matt's length. Not quite hard enough to make the doberman slip inside, but enough to give Keith a better feel of the doberman's size and how it would feel taking him. Keith's eyes closed as he pulled forward a tad bit before pushing back again, letting the cockhead come pressing firmly against his entrance, spreading him open a slight bit. He growled out once more as he repeated his motions, his hips rolling a tad bit as he pushed back harder. With a grunt he then suddenly, and finally, felt the canine's cock spread him wide and spear him, the experienced wolf taking Matt with ease as he pushed back against it and let several inches slip inside him in that one push. Keith took just a couple of brief moments to get used to the doberman's size before he kept sliding down, intent on letting Matt bottom out inside him right away.

Matt immediately tensed up and his paws gripped at the wolf's hips, digging into them as his eyes fluttered shut and a gasping "ooooh" escaped him. The moment he felt the wolf envelop him he thought like he could just cum then and there, the sensation feeling like nothing he'd ever experienced before. It was warm, it was snug and it hugged all around his length, more and more being enveloped as the wolf slid down along him. Matt had an onahole that could be warmed up to make things feel more like the real thing, but even that toy was nothing like the actual real thing of another man sliding down and letting him inside them. It was probably just his overly horny and active imagination playing tricks on him, but he thought the wolf's insides almost felt like warm, slickened silk as they hugged and slid against his length during the wolf's descent. By the time the wolf was fully sat down and Matt's full length found itself deep inside and being hugged by those hot walls, Matt was throbbing hard and struggling to hold things back. The sensation was incredible to the, until moments ago, virgin canine.

"Fuuuck yeah... not a bad meat ya got, pup. Not bad at all." Keith would murmur out as he bent backwards some, the older wolf reaching backwards and steadying himself with both of his paws against the bed. He'd taken his fair share of cock during his time, and helped a good few other virgins have their first experience as well, but he always enjoyed that sensation of a new guy entering him. It was always fun to find out how it felt when they spread him open, how their length felt inside of him, if they'd be poking or rubbing in particular ways and how full they might make him feel. And that's not even mentioning how fun it was to find out how his partner would react; if they'd be the type to want to savor the sensations and get into a slow rhythm that would gradually build up, or if they were more the powerfucker type that wanted ball-slapping fucking. If they'd be overwhelmed by sensations (like virgins often were) and ready to cum on the spot, or if they would want to show him just as good a time by doing their best to angle their hips and fuck him in all the good ways that would make him squirm and whimper like he was a pup taking a dick for the first time all over again. And that's not even mentioning that he liked watching their expressions, listening to their various pleasured noises and feeling their bodies writhe, tense up or squirm as they both did their thing to get each other off.

Judging by how the doberman was already throbbing hard inside of him and clutching at his hips, Keith could tell that Matt wasn't going to last long at all. The wolf opened his eyes and looked at the doberman. He could see that the canine had started biting his lower lip, a strained expression on his face mixed with what was clearly pleasured expressions as the doberman indeed seemed to do his best to hold on. Keith grinned at that and couldn't keep from giving a teasing swerve with his hips and grind down against the doberman's crotch. He watched Matt immediately tense up, the doberman's whole core seemingly flexing as the inexperienced guy was trying his best to hold back what his throbbing length wanted to dump inside the wolf.

"How's your first man feeling, pup? Pretty damn good huh?" he growled out at the canine while he gave another teasing, firm grind against the doberman's crotch to let the canine feel those hot walls rub around him. "Just wanna pump me full, dontcha? Well try to hold out a bit longer. Let me get at least a few bounces before you cum."

Matt could only whimper out a "yes sir!" as he dug his paws deeper into the wolf's hips, his claws threatening to start scratching and tearing into them. His own nervousness must've gotten the best of him, he thought, as he'd never imagined he'd be so close to cumming already when being inside someone for the first time. Sure, he'd heard that almost no one lasted long during their first time having sex, but he felt that this was almost ridiculous. It was too good. Hell, the whole situation was too good to be true. Who just showed up at someone else's door like that and said "we're gonna fuck, alright"? It was like something out of a bad porno. Though he of course couldn't complain. If it was a bad porno then he was happy to be one of its two stars.

The doberman was taken out of those thoughts when he suddenly felt those hot walls come dragging, the wolf's snug, puckered entrance tugging at his length as the wolf pulled himself upwards. The motions had him groan out as he felt the wolf went slowly, the older man teasing or perhaps even testing the younger male's endurance and willpower by going at a teasingly slow pace. Matt throbbed again as the wolf pulled himself upwards, the doberman's cockhead leaving a slick and thick trail of precum behind it as it was drooling in the way a cock just ready to burst did. Agonizingly slow things went, the doberman's body almost starting to shake from his efforts of holding back while he whimpered out. When just the cockhead remained the wolf stopped and took a moment to just look at the canine and his struggles. Seemingly thinking he'd ease up on the poor canine some, the wolf slid right back down, all the way until his body met Matt's own once more, grunting as he did.

"Nnnnff... that's it, boy. Just a bit more. You can hold on for a few more moments for me, can'tcha?" the wolf groaned out as he ground down against the doberman again, letting himself savor the feeling of the canine's length churning at his insides some. "Try to, mmmrrf, take a couple of deep breaths, yeah? Just want to bounce a couple more times."

Matt merely nodded, the doberman busy trying to work with his very core to keep from busting inside the wolf. Too good, it was all too good. Keith asking him to try and hold it in for even just a couple more bounces he felt was more than he would be able to manage, but some submissive streak within him told him that he didn't want to disappoint. His toes were curled and he was gritting his teeth, his head even starting to feel dull and perhaps even starting to ache some from the strain of holding back the impending orgasm that just wanted to burst out. But he wasn't going to disappoint, he was going to try and hold on. He wasn't going to nut, not until the wolf said that he could.

The wolf started to pull back up, not going as agonizingly slow this time. Matt let out a whining moan as the sensation made him throb like crazy once more. His cock was almost hurting from his own efforts of holding himself back. He just had to hold it in for another couple of bounces. Just a couple more.

"Nnnnff!" the wolf grunted out as he slid back down along Matt's length, going fast this time. His gaze was fixed on the doberman, watching the young canine's obvious struggle to hold himself back. Judging by how nervous he'd been and how much he'd struggled from the start Keith had to admit to himself that he was impressed that Matt had managed to hold it in. The wolf had been with guys who had, out of the same nervousness that Matt was feeling, nutted the second they were balls-deep inside. And Matt was doing good compared to them. Keith could tell that once the doberman had had a few go's at it and wasn't as nervous anymore he'd make a great fuck with a good amount of endurance.

But that was for later. Now, it was about time to let the poor boy cum.

"Just about hanging in there, huh? Don't worry pup," Keith rumbled out as he started to pull himself back up again, going even a little bit faster. Matt was now visibly trembling from his efforts, and his claws had dug into the wolf's hips enough to scratch them up and start leaving faint red trails. "Let yourself loose when I sit back down, yeah? Breed my ass like it was the hottest little bitch in heat that you ever saw."

Matt barely seemed to register the wolf's words as he was focusing too much on holding back. He had already started to lose it though, that drooling precum having grown ever thicker and thicker, globs of the real thing having started to escape him. But he seemed to register somewhat what the wolf was saying as he gave a whimpered nod. Keith snickered again a bit to himself at that and decided to give the doberman some mercy. Steadying himself a bit better against the bed, he suddenly slid down quickly and hard, grunting out deeply as he let the doberman bottom out inside him once more.

It was like the firing of a gun as the sensation of that warm confinement enveloping him once more became too much for the doberman to bear. The moment that Keith's ass crashed down against him Matt practically threw his head back and arched his back high, his hips jutting upwards as some instinct within him wanted to make sure he was buried to the hilt. His cock, which had already been swollen thick from his impending orgasm, seemed to swell even a little bit more while it spasmed and throbbed almost violently inside the wolf. What might've very well been the best orgasm that Matt had ever had was going off, making him moan out loudly and deeply with no care for if anyone else in the dorms heard him. Powerful jets were spurting out of him, long and thick ropes being shot into the older male to fill his ass and claim it in the very way that the wolf had told him to do. His hips started to spasm in time with the pumps of his cock. The doberman's mind seemed to be going blank, save for the sensations running through him as he came inside someone for the very first time.

And Keith was groaning out for Matt to hear, the wolf first licking his lips in some sort of primal and predatory way before grinning in a very satisfied way as he could feel the doberman cum and claim his ass proper. Perhaps it was just due to how the doberman had been holding himself back like that, but Keith felt like the young canine was practically flooding his insides with spunk and had an impressive amount bottled up. Perhaps the doberman just didn't jerk off all that often, he thought, or he just had overly productive balls thanks to youthful hormones. Either way, Keith was starting to feel nice and bred as he ground down against the doberman's spasming hips and helped the canine empty himself.

Matt couldn't believe the sensations that were washing over him. It was just cumming, sure, but it was also more than that. The warmth, the snug fit and the intimacy of someone else letting him do this to them was something any toy he had could never replicate, and experiencing it for the first time was definitely something else entirely. As he came inside the wolf he could feel those snug walls hug and shift a little with the wolf's grinding motions, those small movements being enough to send pleasured sensations through him as his spasming length emptied all he had to offer. It was almost as if every tiny movement sent a jolt through him, and each jolt coaxed him to moan out and his length to throb again and try to shoot another string of white into the eager and willing confines that was enveloping him. It felt incredible, and the doberman could've laid there, his back arched, an "oh-face" plastered all over his facial features, his hips jerking and claws digging deep into the other's hips forever, he thought.

But all things came to an end, and although it felt like minutes must've passed to the doberman in actuality he found his body slumping down not long after his whole body had tensed up. His grip on the wolf's hips loosened, red marks leaving their trail with the tiniest drops of blood here and there where his claws had dug in a bit too deeply. His length was still stiff, perhaps softening just a little bit as the doberman's paws fell to his sides and he panted and groaned softly, trying to catch his breath and gather himself while coming down from that high of being inside someone for the very first time.

"How was that for a first, hmm? Got some real shooting power in ya, kid," Keith rumbled out as he leaned forward and then over the young canine, shifting his stance some and coming to rest his paws on the doberman's torso. He let out a brief, satisfied "mmmrrf", partly from the feeling of being pumped full and partly from his back no longer being bent backwards. His paws ran over the lean body of the canine to feel it up and make it flex and twitch some against his touch. He gave the canine a few moments to gather their thoughts, knowing what might be running through the mind of someone who had just lost their virginity, the older male just idly giving the odd little grind here and there while feeling his partner up.

"That... that was incredible," the doberman was finally able to utter, the young, nervous canine finding his voice again. He was coming back to reality, that high leaving him though being replaced by the afterglow that was taking hold of him. His heart was still beating against his chest, nervousness still within him though perhaps less so now that his first time had been experienced. Why hadn't he done this before, he thought to himself. Why had he let himself miss out on what some of his friends had gotten to experience for years already? It was stupid of him, he felt, but now that he knew what it was like he wasn't going to miss out any more.

He felt that afterglow washing over him though, and a hint of tiredness coming with it. His eyes opened though, finding themselves looking up at the older wolf who was still grinning that playful and eager, almost predatory grin of his.

To rouse the doberman from any thoughts of giving in to the afterglow and falling asleep the wolf raised his hips, pulling up to let a couple of inches out of him, a trail of cum drooling out in the process, before he'd sit right back down to coax a groan out of his young prey. He felt the doberman's paws quickly return to his hips, gripping at them from the sudden rush of sensations that no doubt must've just washed over his, at the moment, surely sensitive length.

"Yeah? That good, huh? Well you better not plan on falling asleep, pup," Keith growled out as he ground down firmly, letting the doberman's sensitive length feel those warm insides grind and rub against his insides once more. He leaned down further over the doberman, leaning until his face came mere inches from Matt's own and his lips were hovering above the doberman's. The wolf could kiss him at any moment and Matt wouldn't be able to stop him even if he would've wanted to.

"'cause that was just the warmup. The night's young, boy, and there's plenty of first time experiences for you yet to enjoy," Keith rumbled out before leaning down far enough for their lips to meet.