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Morning came quietly to their tent. As the sun rose, so did the temperature once again as the heat radiated through the tent fabric. Zach awoke under Dan, the large wolf wrapped around his midsection like a blanket with his muzzle resting near his navel. There was zero recollection as to how they ended up in that position but it was comfortable. Zach could see the evidence of their night clearly in the matted fur along his front, they really had made a huge mess last night. His paw reached out to stroke the wolf’s ears, gently running his paws over the large triangles. Dan groaned and then moaned, pushing into the affection as his eyes opened slowly. As Zach’s claws raked through his head fur they closed again as he nestled down into the husky. Zach marveled at the sight of him, fields of ivory fur bare to the husky’s view. The way his spine arched up to his muscular rear and how his long tail flowed along his legs. Dan had begun snoring, having fallen back asleep under Zach’s ministrations.

“Dan, wake up,” Zach said gently, trying to rouse the huge lupine. Instead Dan tried to bury his head into Zach’s abdomen and hide from the husky’s gaze.

“Ash, come on bro, 5 more minutes.”

“Ash huh?”

Dan’s eyes shot open as he looked up at Zach. He winced and whined.

“Sorry, Sir.”

“Isn’t Ash your brother?”

“Yes, Sir,” the wolf replied, turning red under his ivory fur.

“And… I take it you slept… with him?” Dan’s ears went up before flatting once more as he whimpered.

“Not like that, Sir. But on occasion, he would come to sleep with me. Or I with him.”

“Really?” Zach asked, scratching behind his ear. The wolf pressed into it and nodded before he huffed. He looked bashful, his muzzle laying across Zach’s abdomen, tail thumping quietly. “That’s kind of cute. Different, but cute.”

“It’s not different in a pack, Sir. Not when you’re siblings. Packmates bond with each other. Do you remember how I told you he got hurt? When Mother brought him home, I just felt the need to keep him safe. I felt like I… failed as a big brother, that I had let him get hurt. I made him sleep in my bed so I could keep him safe. It happened less as we grew older, but sometimes I would make up and he would be there. Or on a sleepless night I would find myself in his room, laying next to him. That’s why he had a key to my dorm. If he had a bad night, he’d be able to visit.”

“You miss him, don’t you.”

“More… more than I can bear to say, Sir.” Dan’s ear flicked and Zach’s gaze fell to the spot where it was missing flesh. He reached under the wolf’s chin and scratched there, causing the wolf to close his eyes and huff happily.

“I can tell you really loved him.”

“Of course, he’s my little brother.”

“I can’t replace him, nor can I replace your pack.”

“I know.” Dan replied, pressing his head into Zach’s hands so hard he trapped them against the husky. He huffed merosly and looked up at the husky with slitted amber eyes. “But you don’t need too, either. You’re not a substitute, Sir. You and I… this is new territory but… I don’t know how to put into words just how whole I feel with you. It’s like I can finally breathe. I can finally put my life back on track.”

With that he closed his eyes and laid heavily on the husky, hugging his waist and letting out a noise of contentment. He didn’t notice the welling of tears in Zach’s eyes as he gently brushed Dan’s muzzle. The wolf fell asleep once more, happy where he lay. At least until Zach’s legs had begun to fall asleep.

“Dan, it’s time to get up. The sun is out and I would like to get my fur unmatted before I am seen in public.” The wolf growled at him, reluctant to wake. Zach drummed his fingers on Dan’s muzzle. Quick as a flash, he had the huskies fingers in his muzzle as he snarled. Then his jowls relaxed and he began to lick at those fingers. “Dan, I really don’t want to run into another camper smelling like a jizz rag.”

“You smell amazing,” he grumbled, his eyes opening reluctantly. “I will bite anyone who says anything otherwise.”

“Dan–”

Zach was cut short by a low growl, strong arms holding him tighter.

“Dan!”

The growl changed to a pitiful whine as he tried to use puppy eyes on Zach. It didn’t work and the husky gave him a firm scowl.

“Let me up, now.”

With a huff, Dan reluctantly pushed himself up from Zach and into a sitting position with the husky between his legs. As he did so, their fur made an odd noise as it separated, tugging and pulling here or there. Dan sat back on his ankles straddling the husky, the sweet musky smell of spent seed prominent between them. Their white underbellies were heavily matted and crusted with the evidence of their night together. Dan yawned wide, stretching his arms over his head and Zach watched enthralled as those muscles rippled. Dan scratched his chest and looked down on Zach. The husky smiled up at the wolf.

“Good boy.”

Dan perked up, looking more awake as his hips swayed with his tail, sheath swelling at the compliment. He began to pant, preening in front of the dog. The husky laughed, placing both paws on Dan’s thighs, using his claws to tease him there.

“Oh, someone liked hearing that!” Zach chuckled, paw reaching up to tease Dan’s sack. “Well then…Flex for me.” he demanded with a low growl.

“Good boy,” Zach rumbled slowly, hands leaving Dan’s sheath to claw along his chest and abs. His claws caught in the matted fur and Zach leaned in to sniff the dried mess. “You’re being such a good boy for me, Dan. Fuck, you do smell good,” Zach husked, nosing at the wolf’s navel and nibbling.

“Thank you, Sir,” Dan whined, holding the pose. Zach felt a surging heat throb up against his chin and he chuckled. He looked up at Dan to see the wolf looking back at him with an embarrassed but hopeful face, his rod out and trailing along the side of Zach’s muzzle. Zach leant back against the mat and ignored it, motioning instead for Dan to come down to him. Heavy paws landed on either side of his head as the wolf leant over Zach. The husky’s paws gripped his muzzle and pulled him into a deep kiss, his lithe tongue surviving into the big maw. Dan groaned happily, licking back along the appendage. Zach pulled back, leaving Dan looking down at the husky with pure adoration.

“Oh wow, your breath smells like spunk,” Zach said, ruining the moment.

“You’re one to talk curly butt. Speaking of butts,” he sat back and rubbed his cheeks teasingly against Zach’s sheath, murring as he wiggled himself teasingly on the few inches of lipstick poking out at the husky. The husky growled, pushing against his chest.

“Dan, that’s enough of that. We need to shower, get off!”

“That’s exactly what I’m trying to do, Sir,” he chuckled, allowing Zach to push him over and off of him.

“You’re such a pushover.”

“Only for you, Sir.”

“Flatterer. Come on, help me up.”

“As you wish,” Dan huffed as he grabbed his shorts and a towel. His amber eyes constantly roamed over Zach as they quietly gathered their things. As the zipper for the tent was pulled away, Dan pressed his nose into Zach’s rear, causing him to gasp and look back. Dan looked back at him with a pleased expression over the husky’s buns with a smile full of teeth. It made Zach’s heart flutter in his chest and Dan’s ears perked as if he heard it. As they made their way to the provided camp showers, Dan wrapped his arm around Zach, and proudly waggered next to him. Despite Zach’s attempt to make a covert walk, Dan seemed to be trying to attract attention, his tail was wolfishly erect as it waved behind him. The other campers were mercifully sleeping or otherwise occupied doing something else as they made it to the bathrooms unnoticed.

When they arrived at the public bath, Zach was thankful to find it unoccupied and clean. They were delighted to find they even had hot water. Dan stripped quickly, simply stepping out of shorts as he had not worn any underwear. Zach took his time, teasing the wolf as he bent over and flicked his tail high. Dan rumbled loudly at the sight as Zach started the water, holding a paw into the stream of the showerhead to ensure it was to his liking. He stepped into the water and groaned happily, claws combing through the matted fur on his stomach and sheath. He turned to face Dan, putting himself on display as he pressed a finger into his sheath and swirled it around to clean his flesh. Dan huffed, stroking his own sheath, confident he would hear someone coming before he got caught. Zach turned back towards the wall with a smile, having teased the wolf as he had planned. As he rubbed soap between his paws and washed himself down his front, scrubbing and scraping seed from his fur, a heavy pair of paws set themselves on his shoulders as a lupine muzzle nuzzled against his neck.

“May I be of use, Sir?”

Zach nodded in reply and passed him the soap. Strong firm paws then began to rub in the soap, messaging his back. Those paws gradually changed focus from cleaning fur to messaging muscles as Zach hung his head under the hot water and spread himself for the wolf. Dan hugged him from behind, wrapping arms over his shoulder and around his chest to whisper into Zach’s ear.

“I’m going to clean your legs next,” he said, dripping to his knees on the shower floor. Those strong paws once again rubbed soap through his fur before gradually changing focus to messaging muscles. Up his ankle and over strong calves, thumbs digging deep into his hamstrings, then his glutes. Dan then focused on Zach’s glutes, those handsome husky buns split by a limp curly tail. Zach looked back over his shoulder curiously when he felt Dan gently guide his tail up. A paw on his lower back gently requested he lean forward against the shower tile while another paw on his hip requested he push his rear back towards Dan. Zach took a moment to look around the shower and strain his ears to see if he could hear any steps on the gravel outside. Hearing nothing, he nodded to Dan and leant forward. With Zach’s permission secured, Dan’s thumbs pulled Zach’s cheeks apart and watched as the hot water ran down and over the tight pucker found there. He gently rubbed a thumb over the ring as he had done the previous night and watched as Zach sagged and moaned.

Within moments, Dan couldn’t see Zach’s shaft pulsing in the open air of the shower, shooting pre against the tile as his cheeks were spread. He reached a paw up between Zach’s legs and wrapped it around his rod, simultaneously pushing forward with his muzzle to lap at the husky's hole. Zach gasped in shock, shuddering as he struggled to keep balanced as he was serviced from both ends. Dan slowly stroked over this rod as his tongue began to push its way inside of Zach rendering Zach breathless. His tongue was thick and strong, the wiggling sensation as it worked him open unlike anything he had ever felt before. He was beginning to knot his sheath.

“Fuck Dan, where did you learn how to do that?”

The wolf growled hungrily, fangs grazing Zach as he pulled those cheeks apart with his giant hands. Zach’s hips pushed back into the wolf’s attention as his tongue lolled from his muzzle, delirious with pleasure. The dog panted, stuck between humping Dan’s fist and grinding into that huge lupine tongue. Dan pushed his viscous saliva into Zach’s tail and reveled in the musky taste, his rod bouncing and dripping unattended between his knees. His long tongue snaked out to press against Zach’s taint too, pressing along the sensitive flesh there. The dog’s knees began to shake as he struggled to hold himself up, precum pouring into Dan’s hand as he thrust into it. Zach was assaulted by pleasure from both ends and he whimpered. Dan’s ears perked and swiveled, listening for anyone who may have heard and was relieved to find he didn’t hear anyone approaching.

“Dan, I’m…I’m Gonna–”

Dan grunted an acknowledgement, using his free hand to grip Zach’s sack. Using his thumb and pointer he made a ring around them and tugged down hard while his other hand wrapped around the husky’s knot in a simulated tie. Zach barked and jerked back and forth as his knot disappeared into that giant hand. He thrust hard forward and back, cramming his cock violently into Dan’s grip before tugging back as far as he dared to press that thick bulky tongue as far as he could within himself. His cock throbbed rapidly and he placed a hand on Dan’s hand as he unloaded with a bark, painting the tile in rope after rope of seed. His hands gripped Dan’s headfur harshly pulling him into his rear before trying to push him back as he quickly became overstimulated.

Dan huffed into Zach’s tail, pressing his tongue against the firm twitching rim of Zach’s rear passage. As the husky splattered his seed on the wall, Dan marveled at the feeling of the husky’s hole rippling under his tongue. Dan himself felt a hair away from finishing without a touch to his cock but tried to calm himself with deep breaths. It hardly helped given the smell and taste of Zach’s intimate areas enveloping his senses but it was just enough to keep his own load from spilling out. When Zach finally sagged and the tension of orgasm released his grip, Dan pulled back to look at the winking tail before him, thumb spreading the wrinkled flesh.

Dan fell back on his ankles then, idly stroking himself to keep right on the edge of orgasm until Zach became self aware again. He enjoyed riding the line near orgasm, running closer and closer without ever tipping over. It only took a few moments but Zach turned around and leant against the shower wall to look down at Dan where he kneeled stroking.

“Hello,” Zach said lowly, swallowing and clearing his throat.

“Hello,” Dan replied, beaming back up at the husky as his cock drooled a long streamer of pre to the shower floor.

“Woof, such big boy.” Dan shuddered.

“Such a stud.” Dan whined, having to release his cock as it throbbed rapidly.

“Such a good boy,” Dan panted, tongue lolling out of his muzzle. He had to grab his cock and pinch to keep it from firing off. He gave Zach a desperate look and the dog chuckled. “How do you want me to do this?”

Dan licked his lips and silently reached forward, wrapping a paw around Zach’s ankle and bringing his paw forward to press against his sack and sheath. He scooted forward on his knees, bringing those soft furred toes up and over his knot before slipping his shaft between them. He murred as Zach flexed his foot, the wet velvety fur there squeezing him delectably. Zach flexed his paw again and Dan’ shuddered, releasing Zach’s ankle to hold the foot in place as he thrust forward with a gasp. Zach pushed his paw forward, bringing his toes down Dan’s shaft and crashing against his knot. The wolf grunted, taking control as he pulled the paw up and down his shaft as his hips flexed. Pre was slicking his shaft as he doubled over, grunting in a near snarl. His hips were savage as he fucked the presented paw, his free hand tracing up the back of Zach’s leg as he leaned forward to kiss his knee.

“Good boy, Dan.” Zach cooed as Dan looked up at him with wide eyes. Zach was smirking down at him, knowing precisely he was pressing the wolf’s buttons. Dan nearly bit his tongue as he shuddered, erupting between Zach’s toes. He snarled and throbbing hard as iron, ropes arching high as his load splashed up Zach’s leg, against his toes, down his sole, to the ball of his foot. All the while Zach pushed back, grinding his heel down against Dan’s giant shaft and trying to milk him for all he was worth.

Dan sagged before looking up at Zach with an embarrassed face. To his relief he found Zach was still half hard despite having cum his brains out and letting the wolf fuck his footpay. Zach had shockingly enjoyed his power over the wolf and how easily it was to make him shudder and moan with just a few words and a poke of his foot. Dan looked down to the mess he made of Zach’s paw and with a quick glance up at his friend, he leaned over and began to lick Zach clean. Rumbling to himself, that lupine tongue lapped up rope after rope of his own spunk as the husky watched. Zach squirmed as that tongue worked up the sole of his foot to between his toes. He nearly kicked Dan in a giggling fit as the wolf nibbled on his toes before the wolf held the paw tenderly against his muzzle and looked up to Zach with a blush.

“Wow,” Zach said quietly as Dan let go of his paw. Dan didn’t move from where he kneeled and instead reached up to cup Zach’s sheath and gripped his cock to nose and licked at its tip as it retreated. He pressed it against the side of his face.

“Sir, before I soap up, will you… will you mark me?” Dan was looking at him with half lidded eyes, expecting the husky to tell him no. To push him away. Others had before. “Please?”

Zach gulped and nodded, much to the relief of Dan. He beamed back up at the husky, sitting back on his ankles with a hungry look. Zach took hold of his sheath and pointed the tip at Dan’s chest as he tried to relax. It took a moment but with a sigh, a few spurts dribbled forth, growing quickly in strength as he began to empty this bladder on the wolf kneeling before him. Both of them were blushing furiously as he did but it didn’t take long for Zach to begin to enjoy what he was doing. Dan rubbed his hands across his torso, rubbing the scent into his fur. Zach aimed his stream lower to Dan’s spend rod then back up over the wolf’s white muzzle, then between his ears. Dan closed his eyes and opened his muzzle, allowing the stream to splash against his tongue and run back out of his mouth without swallowing as he whined in submission.

Zach mouthed a silent “Oh fuck, this is hot” to himself as the last drops splashed against Dan’s muzzle. His fur was stained but not too terribly. Noticing the flow had stopped, Dan leant forward and licked the peaking tip of Zach clean.

“Thank you, Sir. Thank you for this,” Dan said, barely audible over the shower.

“Of course.”

Dan requested Zach hand him the soap, spreading some on his massive hands and working it into a froth. Then he delicately washed Zach’s paws one by one in reverence. Once done with his paws, he worked slowly up the husky’s legs and nuzzled the sheath as he ran the spruce scented soap through his fur. Once done, Zach took the soap from Dan and squatted down to begin washing the wolf. The wolf reveled in the contact, licking Zach’s arms and hands any time they came close enough to do so and pressing into his contact with happy groans.

“Do you enjoy being on your knees or something?” Dan asked with a cocked eyebrow.

Dan whined, his wet tail thumping in a puddle on the shower floor. Zach scratched under his chin and Dan looked lovingly back up at him.

“Stand up and turn around. I need to get your back.”

“Yes,Sir,” Dan said quietly, standing as directed and closing the space between him and Zach. The huskies lathered his fur, claws raked through his back and around to his front as he hugged the wolf happily. At one point, Zach actually had Dan pushed against the tile, tugging on his tail and nibbling on his shoulder blades as the wolf growled happily. Dan even flagged his tail to the side, tempting Zach to continue further. Zach swatted him instead, reminding Dan that these were public showers and they had already used a considerable amount of the hot water. After removing all of the evidence of their fun, he thought to himself how quickly the ‘Sir’ had changed since just yesterday. No longer was it a sign of submission in just his professional capacity, it was also a submission in the bedroom. Well, bathroom in this case. Just as the last vestiges of evidence washed down the drain and Dan spit soap from his mouth, they heard steps crunching the gravel on the path outside the washroom. Zach and Dan separated a bit and in walked the stranger. The first thing through the door was a large pointed rack of horns, followed by the narrow muzzle of a deer and an exposed muscular chest. The deer was wearing a pair of short green military running shorts, soap in hand, and towel over his shoulder. They realized at the same time, he wasn’t just a deer though as the muzzle wasn’t quite right. Perched on his head were a set of lupine ears and he had a set of wolfish foot paws rather than hooves. As his lips pulled back to smile at them a mouth of predator's teeth revealed themselves.

“Well hello campers, happy morning to you. I hope you left me some hot water.” Dan almost dropped his toothbrush as he balked.

“Buckwolf?” Dan asked incredulously, causing the hybrid to pause. He looked the wolf up and down and smiled wryly.

“WhitePaw365?”

“It is you! I’m so glad to finally meet you in person.” Dan said, stepping forward with a hand outstretched. Zach meanwhile was busy trying to cover his sheath in front of this stranger but Dan was strutting confidently across the bathroom to the stranger, seemingly unaware of his nudity. “You weren’t here when I checked in yesterday, I was hoping to run into you. This is my friend Zach.” He said, pointing over his shoulder after shaking the buck's paw. Zach waved a shy hand back toward the stranger.

“I typically work mornings, it leaves the evening free to hike.” He looked vaguely uncomfortable and Zach wasn’t sure if it was Dan’s nakedness or something else. “I’m sorry, you are actually the first person from the forum to actually come out here and run into me so I’m not used to this. Do I just call you by your handle or–?”

“My name is Dan. Dan Padfoot.”

“Pleased to finally meet you. You can call me Buck.”

“Buck?” Dan asked incredulously.

“‘Fraid so. Mum wasn’t too creative and Pa wasn’t around. So, Buck.”

“Well we’re just finishing up but I would love to connect with you later, perhaps after breakfast?” Dan said, wagging his bushy wet tail.

“Absolutely! I know you’re at the furthest site from the office. I’ll meet you there when I’m done with my morning check-in.”

He stripped casually before walking into the showers across from Zach to turn on the water. He nodded to the shy husky and stepped under the showerhead as Zach blushed. Dan smirked at Zach, watching him squirm as he turned to shut the water off and headed around the corner to shake off before toweling.

~~~~~~

Once back at camp they made breakfast and coffee before taking down their tent and packing the Jeep. True to his word, Buck emerged from the path and sat chatting with them for about 20 minutes. He made a recommendation as to which trail was worth trying in their limited time and was on his way. Once everything was put away, Zach and Dan slung water packs over their shoulders and began the hour long hike to the lookout.

The hike took much longer than expected as Zach found himself stopping what seemed every 20 steps to take a photo. Whatever caught his interest, whether it be a tree type he had never seen before, clouds, the way it all blended together as one could see down the mountain. Increasingly, the photos contained Dan as he walked in front of the husky. His ivory fur shimmered under the sun now that he had removed his shirt and tied it around his waist. It wasn’t hot with the constant breeze, nor was the hike all that strenuous. Zach realized it was just a desire to feel the wind against his fur.

They skipped the trail for the butte and instead headed for the lookout. The view as they came around the corner was stunning. Visible below were miles of forest as far as the eye could see. In the distance there was snow upon the mountains. Zach took a picture of that too. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Dan was sitting on a bench with his arms behind him as he leant back to bask in the sun and wind. He looked majestic with his eyes closed and muzzle tilted toward the sky. Zach lifted the camera and snapped a photo. Dan opened his eyes curiously as he realized the sound had been in his direction. He smiled, exposing a fang as he did so. Zach snapped a photo of that and the wolf then beamed a full toothsome smile and Zach held the shutter button. Dan looked at him with a quizzical expression. Realizing the camera was still clicking away, he leant back once more and snorted. Zach released the shutter button and walked over to shade the wolf.

“You look so at home here. In the forest, I mean,” Zach said.

The wolf looked positively radiant. The tension that had suffused him at the start of the trip, from the moment they met even, had faded away this trip.

“You could say that,” Dan sighed. “I told you I grew up in a pack home. That home was among the trees one state over, but it was very similar. It feels like I am home.”

“You never did tell me how you found this place. I’m assuming Buck was involved somehow.”

“You are correct, Sir. He is. There's a thread on a forum I found that was discussing open forestry for camping for people… like me. A lot of forestry is private property, most of it belongs to various packs and they certainly don’t allow many guests. The rest is all National Park, which are typically packed with prey families. They don’t like people like me near their children. I was scrolling through the thread when I found a post by someone calling himself ‘Buckwolf’. As you now know, he’s a Ranger here and he recommended coming out to anyone who would give it a shot. I see now why he has a vested interest in this place.”

“You trusted a stranger? From the internet?”

“No, Sir. I did some research before deciding to give it a shot. I came here by myself months ago.”

“You did?”

“Sure did.”

“Huh, okay then. And Buck? I’ve… never seen a hybrid like him.”

“Most are… aborted. Or they don’t survive childbirth. He’s the first hybrid I’ve seen who wasn’t suffering from… something. The biology doesn’t always work.”

“So, what you mentioned earlier. Is there a reason I haven’t seen any kids around here? Or many other campers even?”

“Oh certainly. This park is from a land share grant. Families don’t bring their kids here because… it is clothing optional.”

Dan stood and with deliberate slowness began to unbutton his shorts. Zach swung the camera up and snapped a photo, and then another. Dan did not stop and neither did Zach. They were laughing at each other as Dan sat back down, stark naked and posed for photo after photo. His large sack resting on the bench with his sheath leaning over due to gravity. It wasn’t long before his little soldier was also draped over his thigh, pre spurting freely.

“Sir, are you going to use these for ‘Personal Use’ later?” Dan asked, lifting his arm to flex and kiss his bicep.

*click*

“Maybe I will. What's it to you? Also, how are you hard again after earlier?”

“Sir, I believe the word is ‘talent.’”

“Oh, you are HUGELY talented. That is for sure,” Zach snickered.

“Why the photos again? I have made it abundantly clear you can have the real thing whenever, wherever you like. Like last night. Like this morning. Right now even.”

“You certainly did,” Zach said. The image of Dan, leaning over him and huffing like a freight train as his seed rained down on him, would be with him forever. Dan sat up with a mischievous smile.

“Does that fancy camera of yours have a timer?” Dan asked.

“Yes. I can even control it with my watch. Why?”

“Sir, why don’t you set that camera on the other bench and join me. I know I would like to get a photo of us together.”

“For personal use?”

“For personal use, yeah.”

Zach bit his lip before nodding. He quickly stripped his shirt and shorts, leaving him nude in the forest breeze. He shivered in excitement as he bent over to aim his camera toward where the white lupine sat. There was a whistle behind him.

“Who knew the lookout view could improve so much,” Dan said. Zach turned around with a half chub poking from his sheath. “Though I could get used to this view too, Sir.”

Dan was now fully unsheathed, his knot beginning to form as gravity became unable to hold his member against his thigh. Zach took in the sight without comment before approaching the wolf and sitting with him. He hesitated before he leaned back against him. Oversized arms wrapped around his chest and waist before drawing him back flush between Dan’s massive legs. The throbbing sensation against his rear was noticeable, as well as the wet pitter patter of pre-jetting onto his fur.

Zach leant into the embrace, tempted beyond belief. Reveling in Dan’s questing paws as his own reached back to run through the wolves fur. He reached back behind his head and pulled Dan into a kiss. It was more tender than the ones he had shared before, less urgent. And then they bumped muzzles. Zach’s hand briefly reached back behind his rear, fingers delicately touching Dan’s throbbing spire of manhood. Paw tips traced up and down, teasing. Feeling. It felt so unreal to hold Dan like this after denying the bond for so long. He withdrew his hand to look at his smartwatch and stop the camera, as the timer he had set had been clicking off a frame every couple of seconds since he sat down.

“Are you going to take your photo?”

“Oh I took plenty. Did you want to uh, cool off and take one that doesn’t involve a ‘Full Salute’ from your soldier there?”

“I didn’t think it’s my soldier who’s visible in the camera currently, Sir,” Dan mumbled as a hand reached down and squeezed the base Zach’s sheath below his knot. Zach bit a finger to muffle his moan.

“Dan, you tease.”

“What, I’m only ensuring no one can call my husky small in the photo here,” finger dipping into the sheath before he popped that probing finger into his mouth and sucked it clean.

“Dirty wolf.”

“Your wolf.”

Zach managed to compose himself after some minutes of Dan rubbing his chest and belly. The throbbing at his rear never did stop but that was fine as looking at his watch he could see there was no evidence of what was happening in this particular photo. Zach pressed the shutter button. This resulting photo revealed nothing as Dan had used his large paw to cover Dan’s sheath. To the casual observer, the picture would look only like the lupine was wrapped adoringly over his shoulder as they enjoyed the nude. As Zach stood he carefully packaged in camera and took his discarded shirt to dab at the rapidly cooling strings of pre Dan had left on his hip. It wasn’t the first time and certainly wouldn’t be the last. Especially not now. They sat on the benches, sunning themselves and reveling in the wind through their bare fur. Fingers and paws roamed aimlessly through each other's fur for an hour more.Dan sat up quickly, shaking Zach in the process.

“Did you hear that?” Dan’s huge white ears were swiveling on his, trying to pick out the sound. Zach’s ears were likewise straining to hear something.

“I don’t hear anything, are you sure–”

“Quick! Put your pants back on!” Dan hissed, trying to step into his shorts as his eyes watched the path.

“What? Why? I thought you said this place was clothing opt–”

“I lied!” he whined quietly, tossing Zach his shorts.

“You what?” Zach almost shouted. Dan held a finger to his lips.

“I said I lied,” he whispered harshly. “I figured no one would come up here this early and we would be gone before anyone did.”

“What the fuck, Dan!”

“Sir, I apologize.”

Zach was able to hear the crunch of gravel now, as he pulled the draw strings on his shorts. It wasn’t long before a lone figure emerged from the trail and Zach was thankful for Dan’s sensitive hearing.

“Well hello campers, happy morning to you once again.” None other than Ranger Buck was walking to the path to the lookout, only this time he was clothed in green pants and gray shirt of the National Park Service. Zach immediately thought about what would have happened if they were caught in the nude.

“Good morning, Sir,” Dan replied. His placid expression was a contrast to Zach’s nervous agitation.

“It’s a beautiful day for hiking, isn’t it? Lookout point is one of my favorite spots, what do you think of the view?” He said, cooly observing Zach.

“Uhm. It’s pretty good, yeah.”

“Pretty good? I suppose they have better views in the city?” Buck replied, crossing his arms.

“No, they don’t. I–”

“What he means to say Sir, is that the view is spectacular. We’re just disappointed we won’t be able to stay until sunset to star watch. We’ve heard it’s legendary.”

“Is that right?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“And how were the views last night?”

“Sir?”

“From the lake I mean. How was the view from the lake last night?”

“Uhh– ”

“If the howl wasn’t enough to grab my attention from the cabin, the white fur did. It's what gave you away, floating out there like little icebergs under the moonlight.”

Zach gasped as he put two and two together. “That was you who joined our howl last night.”

“Perhaps,” Buck chuckled. “And though Lookout Point may be beautiful–,” Buck pointed out across to a rock outcropping. “Lookout Butte is also quite beautiful this time of morning. You may not have noticed it branching off on your way up here. The fact remains, it has a direct view of this… very… spot.” Dan was so stunned he was speechless, heat spreading across his face. Zach could only cover his eyes in shame, understanding full well what the Ranger was saying. They were so incredibly in trouble. Buck approached Dan and placed a hand on his shoulder. “It would do you well to remember that you’re not the only one with the eyes of a predator in this park. Or ears for that matter. I turned away 6 campers this morning while you boys enjoyed yourselves in the showers. It would seem that they were out of order for a bit, curious, that.”

Dan swallowed audibly and Zach groaned aloud, withering away from embarrassment.

“Sir, I can explain.”

“I’m sure you can,” Ranger Buck said, nodding his head gravely. ”It’s a shame that I just can’t seem to trust my eyes… or ears these days. Without photos of what happened or witnessing it myself, there’s really nothing to explain. Is there, ‘WhitePaw365?’”

Dan was confused for just a moment before it clicked and he nodded jerkilly. ”Yes, it’s a real shame that photos do not exist.”

“You two lovebirds take care now. Have a great rest of your morning, Campers.” Buck tipped his hat to them and was on his way down the trail.

“What just happened?” Zach asked softly, flopping down onto the bench.

“What happened is, he gave us a warning. The photos we took together can never go online.” Dan grabbed his water pack and took several large swigs. “I’ve had enough excitement for the week, are you ready to go?”

“After that I think so.”

The whole way down the trail, Dan’s arm was constantly bumping into Zach’s as they walked. The closer they got to the Jeep the more their pace slowed. It was obvious to the both of them that neither was ready to leave. Zach stepped close and pulled Dan into a hug. As he did so, he reached up and pulled the wolf’s muzzle down close to his and rubbed their cheeks together. Dan’s arms reached out and wrapped around him, lifting the husky off his paws into a bearhug and deepening the exchange of scents.

“Thank you for this. It was really beautiful,” Zach said into Dan’s neck ruff.

“Thank you for being here to share it with me, Sir.”

As they drove back down the mountain, Zach noticed Dan’s paw twitching towards him before hesitating and pulling it back. Zach reached down and laced his fingers through the massive paw without so much as a word, causing Dan’s tail to thump wildly behind him. This would be new territory for them both, but they would both explore it together.