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When it came to life in our Podunk town in the Michigan wilderness, the difference between being jaded and naïve could be as obvious as the sun. It also all came down to how much people valued an open secret. The jaded soul would expect the worst outcome if a broken taboo came to light. The naïve soul would expect an outcome of the rumor mill eventually brushing it off, only to go onto the next piece of gossip.

We found ourselves in a miracle. Either our classmates simply didn't care about what me or Wayne did, or we somehow managed to stay under the rumor mill's radar. Whatever the case, it never stopped our semi-weekly drives to an abandoned property by the town limits.

The March snow had refused to melt. Thankfully it wasn't cold enough to require wearing gloves or thick jackets. It allowed me to admire Wayne's hulking form and how his denim jeans curved at his ass, while the cool weather didn't prevent the timber wolf from admiring my life form under a plaid shirt. How we manage to hide our obvious glances is another fucking miracle.

Speaking of fucking, I remembered inhaling more musky aromas than usual during our silent drive. Wayne stared out the window and squirmed in his seat. I steeled my gaze on the road for cars or a vagrant animal. When we reached our destination, a short road leading to a couple old storage units. Old enough that frankly, it surprised me nobody in town hall bothered to remember these glorified sheds existed besides vandalizing middle schoolers or drug dealers (none of which were present). Either way, it was perfect for us.

I'd parked the truck between the two rows, angled towards the road so we'd know if someone was coming. Nobody ever did--except for us, heh. However, it didn't prevent us from awkwardly looking at each other and then the windshield to expect a camera flash or gawking classmates. When the tension did fade though, it didn't take long for us to get down to business.

Sometimes we started off by kissing. This time, we didn't. Instead, Wayne made the first move by inhaling into my neck and placing his paw under the hem of my shirt. What really made me go hot under the collar was when his cold nose brushed at my Adam's apple, sending a bedeviled shiver down my uncurling tail, followed by one of his trimmed fingernails brushing at my left nipple. Unintentional or not, I found myself letting out a deep groan.

"Nngghhh, you fuck..." I panted at the playful ways he squeezed each one, going from the right one and then the left one as I slowly unbutton my plaid shirt. "Fingers're so c-cold..."

"Heh, you better help me warm them up then, John," Wayne boldly chuckled. "We got a while here..."

Up until recently, I thought nothing could ever beat pussy. I thought nothing could ever compared to car sex with the town whore or an on-again/off-again girlfriend. I didn't even consider how good it felt rubbing your hard dick against another man's. It felt more dangerous. It felt more forbidden and exciting, like the first swig of an illegal six-pack, or when you finally discovered how to turn off the parental locks on a computer. Or fuck, even the first time a girl helped take your virginity.

Wayne and I had shed most of our clothes. Perspiration started gathering on the windows and windshield, some of it turning to ice. Our muddy boots and dumbass grins remained on though as I straddled the wolf's legs and felt his tail swish wildly between them. I had to remain crouched down so my head wouldn't constantly bang against the trucks interior roof as we rubbed our cocks together--the internet called it 'frotting'--and swapped lips. We were in our own world.

Our fingers and palms wandered between each awkward thrust. Wayne liked keeping a grip on my left ass cheek, while teasing me across my chest and sensitive male tits. I had grown fond of roaming all over his detailed abs. They fell as hard as frozen rubber under warm fur. Although he didn't like it as much when I tweaked one of his nipples, Wayne did like it when I caressed a muscle or two. I bet it made the wolf proud to have me admire his muscles. He earned it in my humble opinion. The grueling hours at the school's semi-decent gym were really paying off for him.

A part of me wanted to go further. neither of us I wanted to bend over, or in the case of the truck's backseat, lie down and spread our legs open. Neither of us wanted to experiment that far, at least not yet. We were content exploring like this. Just because we were maybe in fact bisexual, or the very least bicurious, it didn't mean I wanted to feel Wayne stick his dick under my tail. Same with him.

Even so, neither of us complained too much. Not when Wayne tensed up as he lingered on the edge of jizzing, and I slowed rubbing him down so my cock could catch up. It made things easier for us if we came together at the same time, like we did our first time. Not only would it require fewer lingering thoughts afterward, but it genuinely felt great sharing an afterglow together. So, I rocked our hips faster and pressed out leaking cocks closer as we panted and moaned in a lust-fueled mess, my tail twitching as I felt us get closer. My squeaking gasps grew frequent alongside his growls. It felt like I'd explode. What really pushed me over the edge though was when Wayne thumbed and pinched one of my nipples again, pulling it until my cries echoed out of the truck. As he came seconds later, making my thick squirts pale in comparison when they pulsed all over our faces, I felt pretty sure his roars could be heard a mile away.

We said very little. We only lay cuddling together on the seat and health each other close until our heartbeats calmed down. It had gotten dark. Neither of us cared though, but it did give Wayne the opportunity to surprise me with a deep kiss and say three certain words or are you hesitated in saying back. It did feel nice to say it though, I'd admit.

We pulled out tissues and cleaned up as much cum as we could. We then put our clothes on. Afterward, we sprayed enough anti-musk scent to fumigate a house and I restarted the truck to bring us back into town. Back into our Podunk town.