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and here we go. the first chapter where i need to add a disclaimer about age restrictions, being 18 or 21 depending on where you live (even if most you you would go on reading anyway) you know what that means...

But it wasn't an awkward morning, in fact, Squall had left without waking Isaac, further separating them, but there wasn't that, "fuck I didn't plan for this moment while asleep" moment.

Isaac felt sick, he quickly ran to the bathroom and spent a good five minutes vomiting and gagging. How had his mother put up with this feeling every morning? It was like his body was rejecting him in every way, weakening him, making him nauseas and dizzy. But not even the alcohol made him forget the night before, in fact it seemed to make the events crisper in his mind.

He blushed in embarrassment, managing to find time to feel like a slut in between waves of the nausea threatening another heave from his stomach.

When the sweeping waves of morning sickness subsided Isaac brushed his teeth with a previously unopened toothbrush to rid his mouth of the smell, and headed downstairs. He decided food might help his body feel better. He realized his neck hurt from sleeping on the ground, how Squall managed to slip by was a mystery, but at the moment Isaac was thanking his stars that he hadn't awoken to the fox.

Squall had invited Isaac into his home, gave him food, a bed, fun and time to think, but he had squandered it. Isaac almost didn't eat his already poured cereal, but at risk of vomiting bile onto Squalls counter top, he managed to push through the chocolaty delicious guilt.

Damn he messed things up.

Squall was heading home after his days work. He kept the same in thought look all the way home. Isaac. He sighed, the dog was a handful that was for sure, and in a single day. But that wasn't what bugged Squall, what bugged him was his attraction to the dog.

After the drunken rant, with Isaac's guts spilled out for all to see, he saw the potential he hadn't considered. It was a dark but happy thought in the back of his mind, but he saw it through his diseased mind.

Squall hated himself a little, he had had a hormonal imbalance sense he was 3, sprouting a good foot taller than his classmates until middle school. He took pills now, but still, his teenage like urges weren't so much hormones, as much as his mind's normal perverted way of thinking; but the hormonal imbalances were an on-going issue in his life. He smiled to himself, thinking of himself as the dirty old man, but, he shrugged, if 36 was old then whatever, and there were plenty of people worse than himself he was sure; and they didn't have a medical reason...

Again, he was no father figure, but that's what made it ok in Squall's mind, not bad just frowned upon, even if it was a stretch based on what Isaac knew. His sexual urges rising with the mere thought of the boy now, he had gotten hard on the job site at least four excruciatingly uncomfortable 'stuck-in-jeans-a-size-to-small' times. But he did maintain a little control. He decided if he couldn't get the boy to want to do anything while sober, then he wouldn't push it.

But there was another problem. Arron had told him his son was frantic about Isaac having gone missing, but his wife was calling the police today, and they would see that he had been released from the station to a Mr. Squall Tenning, most likely coming to get him by tomorrow at the earliest.

Squall felt awful about keeping Issac's location from his old friend. They told each other everything, but this was......unorthodox to say the least. But at the same time he clung to the weak defense that he hadn't told Arron he knew where Isaac was either, nor denied that he knew.

But the ache in his crotch pulled him to the present again, he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He was almost home, and took a bittersweet joy in the fact that Isaac was leaving soon. All would return to normal, but after tonight would he want that?

Squall entered his home, taking a preparatory deep breath, unsure of what to expect exactly. But it wasn't some over the top, wouldn't expect it case, Isaac sat in the den watching some show on the Discovery Channel. Issac looked up at him and sighed, turning off the television.

"Hey." Isaac said simply, sitting so he faced the fox.

"Hey. You feeling better?" Squall managed, walking over and sitting on the other couch.

Isaac nodded, "I just needed some food. How was your day?"

Squall smiled at the novelty feeling of the situation, he didn't get this much. "It was fine, I was kinda distracted." He admitted.

"Ditto." Isaac murmured, looking down at the ground, "Look Squall, thank you, for everything, and I'm sorry. I really shouldn't have done that."

"Don't be, you're going through a lot," Squall said evenly, trying hard to hid his bulge, and asking himself why in the name of all that was holy didn't he toss these tight pants away?! "Obviously we can't forget last night, and it's pointless ignoring it and pretending it didn't happen, so let's get to that."

Isaac shifted uncomfortably, not looking squall in the eyes, "I'm so sorry...." He said, his voice cracking with tears on the way, "I know I shouldn't have done that, but...." He sniffed, trying to find the right words, he had had a long day to think about things, "Squall, I.....realized something." Squall nodded, but didn't interrupt, "I probably won't be seeing you for a while when I leave here, and my biggest regret...."

He looked up, tears still in his eyes, "I don't know what it is, I have so many. I regret confusing you, making you feel so un easy......Vincent....Nathan....and not getting together with you." He laughed, looking down and wiping his nose, "God I'm such a man whore." He smiled, having learned to laugh at himself a long time ago.

Squall could feel a grin on his face, his cock practically screaming with joy. But he had to be cool about it. "Well Isaac, that's pretty interesting for sure. Are you sure you've thought about it?"

Isaac nodded, looking up, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that..."

Squall moved forward, kneeling in front of Isaac and lifting his drooping head up by his chin with one paw, "Don't be. It's who you are Isaac. And to be honest," he smiled "I've been thinking the same thing all day too."

Isaac's eyes looked confused, Squall laughed at the face, "Surprised? Don't be, Isaac you're a great kid, I just didn't want you to do anything you'd regret, and lets face it, drunk off your nut is kinda the time most people make bad decisions that they regret later."

Isaac still looked confused and shocked, like he was convinced it was a dream or something. "Squall.....are you......sure? I mean, this won't look good from......why are you desi......"

Squall put a finger to his lips, Isaac noticed he smelled of the country, dirty yet fresh and natural. But beyond the immediate smells, he could smell Squalls (and his own) lust. It was subtle, but everywhere. "Isaac, I'm willing to do this if you are. Vincent will be coming tomorrow. That's the big thing, can you live with yourself if you do this?"

Isaac's face darkened for a moment, "Yes, Vincent doesn't feel towards me what I feel towards him." He seemed depressed for only a moment, but Squall was conflicted. His head telling him to try and make sure Vincent got the boy...it was the least he could do for Isaac; but at the same time his balls telling him to screw that and screw Isaac.

"Well, with that figured out, let's take this up stairs." He stood, guiding Isaac up the stairs that he had guided the fox the night before, pulling him into the same room.

Issac's heart was pumping hard, his mind racing, a grin on his face. He told himself Squall loved him, just in case the fox didn't do it himself. Vincent's smiling face flashed in Isaac's mind for a moment, making him feel a ping of regret, but was shocked at the ease he cast it aside. Squalls image filled his mind, the hope and warmth, the acceptance, the kindness and the fatherliness. He was perfect.

Nathans image was just as easily cast aside

Squall set him on the bed and wasted no time before zipping down his pants, "Sorry to rush this, but these things are tight as hell." He dropped the offending jeans and Isaac grinned as his cock bounced around in his boxers, awake and kicking. He sat on the bed with Isaac now, rubbing his arm and grinning. "You still sure?"

Isaac looked over at the fox, smiling and nodded. The fox smiled back and came in slowly for a kiss. They were both hesitant at first, but their tongues soon fought for dominance, and searched each other's mouths. It was sweet and a shock, Isaac had never really had anyone to practice his gay feelings with, so the make-out was awkward at first, but he soon gained confidence.

Squall was clearly an alpha, he moved toward Isaac, embracing him and pushing him slowly back on the bed, so he was on top of the dog. He was light, and tried to stay propped up even with his right paw now exploring under Issac's shirt, feeling his chest and abs.

Isaac gasped, ending the kiss for a moment, but smiled to ensure Squall he was fine and returned to the kiss. Squall moved down, unbuttoning Issac's pants, and teasingly lowered the zipper, grasping inside for his prize. Isaac's body shivered on the touch of another man, and with Squalls help, he squirmed out of his pants and sat in the middle of the large bed. Squall crawled for him, his urges taking over, natural sex drive the leading voice in his head. Squall lay over his prey again, his paws exploring again. Isaac returned the favor, and reaching into Squall's button down work shirt. Their breathing became faster, the room filled with either the wet sound of kissing or groaning with lust. They spoke subconsciously, knowing what the other wanted and meant, a link formed between mates.

Isaac grew impatient with the shirt and somehow flipped Squall underneath himself and startled his waist, unbuttoning the shirt one by one. Squall grinned, and when the last button fell apart, he watched Isaac run a delicate and carful claw up his stomach, tickling, teasing his very core. When it reached the foxes neck it fell behind it, and they began to lock lips again.

He was the one, Squall decided. After years he found a true mate, someone to care for. Not a stupid one night stand, but a sweet loving relationship. Even if it was so twisted... he didn't care.

Both of the canine's tails wagged, their cocks ready to burst with anticipation. Squall sat up, nibbling Isaac's neck, biting, but not hurting. He guided Isaac to sit up as well, and with the skill of a trained professional, ran his arms under Isaac shirt, next to the dog's own and removed his shirt in one clean motion.

Isaac smiled like Squall knew he would, they both felt happier than they had ever been before, the joy in the air practically suffocating them. They panted heavily now, groaning with each touch as they felt each other well formed bodies. Isaac noted his muscle, it was there, but didn't have Vincent's natural bulk. At the moment, sweat glistened on Squalls abs in the light, making them smooth and soft, yet firm and defined, Isaac running a teasing claw through every crevice.

Squall took notice in Isaac's lack of any fat, his stomach was not defined, but it was smooth and still made Isaac seem delicate. His ass was firm just as Squall liked, his fur clean and soft, his adorable face and ears a sign that everything was alright.

Squall was done with the tease, he sat up and removed his un buttoned shirt, stopping Isaac. "Ok, it can only go one way from here, if you want me to." Isaac put a paw to his lips.

"I won't want you to stop." And sat over Squall, pulling the foxes boxers low enough to see his red meat. Isaac carefully pulled it out and slipped the boxers down more. The foxes cock was fat and red, long and strong. His balls still his in their sack, awaiting physical stimulation. It's head was like Isaac's, conforming to the shaft, Isaac took a moment and brought his tongue to its base, gliding it along the underside to the head.

Squall shivered and fell back on the bed, moaning loudly with each repeat. Isaac's tongue was rough enough, yet wet and smooth, the friction only making the feeling more intense. He slowly eased his boxers off of his legs and spread them wide for Isaac to have easy access. Squalls fists clenching the bed sheets, his face squished together in ecstasy, his upper teeth biting his lips, his moans finding words. "Isaac....oh fuck yeah.......good boy..ungg! Just like that....yess....."

Isaac was happy to make Squall happy. He felt no regret and felt no shame. After a few minutes of that tease he suddenly filled his entire muzzle with fox cock. Squall made a grunt, and at first made two thrusts but stopped himself. Squalls head just reached the back of his throat as he sucked the sweaty sweet meat like a popsicle.

Squall's mind was racing with thoughts, dirty kinky thoughts. Yet at the same time he was satisfied with this. His instincts took over completely, the need to fuck Isaac's brains out the most important thing in the world right now.

He sat up, using his paw to guide Isaac's head for a minute, then he pulled Isaac off. The boys face was giddy with excitement, he was so happy, Squall just wanted his time to never end. He wished that all that was, was this house, Isaac and eternity. He wished the outside world would just go away and leave them alone. He had waited so long it seemed

He got off the bed and quickly went under it, looking for his box of stuff. Isaac came over to the side to see what his lover was doing. He had never been happier, his entirety was practically glowing. Squall came back up with a box, as he looked up, Isaac threw his boxers at his face. Squall shook them off, catching his first glance of the doggie cock. For a little guy he was pretty big down there, the red rocket just smaller then is own, the head shinny with pre.

Squall put the box on the bed and immediately forgot why he got it. Isaac smiled, and bent over, liking the pre from his own cock. Squall almost exploded on the spot, he bent over with an effort, and then bent over Isaac, going straight for the BJ, taking the whole thing in.

Isaac neither hesitated or paused, he shivered, and fell back as Squall had, his hips thrusting forward for a moment as well, the loud grown of an easily impressed virgin escaped his muzzle. "Fuck yeah Squall. Oh fuckity fuck fuck damn.......keep doing that....." he breathed heavily.

Squall happily obliged, taking care not to go too far, he didn't was to find out Isaac was an early shooter. He teased the salty meat, getting every inch satisfied with his long, agile, practiced tongue. But he stopped remembering the box.

"Isaac," he managed, opening it and searching through its contents. "You want to go further down the rabbit hole?" Isaac looked disappointed that Squall had stopped the heavenly BJ, but nodded, swallowing his fear, he knew anal was supposed to hurt like a bitch.

"I think you mean fox hole." Isaac grinned, sitting at the edge of the bed.

Squall laughed at that. "Yeah, well, anyone know it may hurt a little at first, but you don't know the pleasure it can give you until you experience it first hand." He tossed Isaac a bottle. It was an organic lube that was quality without the allergies or the rash latter.

Squall bent over the bed, taking a pillow with him. He looked over at Isaac with wanting eyes, his fox tail, swaying back and forth, playfully hitting the dog in the face.

This was the only time Isaac took a pause. This was it. The big V, gone. It felt so right, so perfect, so absolutely beautiful. He did flash to Vincent and Nathan for a moment, but angrily that egged him on to squeeze the bottles contents into his paws even sooner. Those bastard, fighting over me and not giving a damn about how ill feel if they fight. He rubbed his cock with it, it slid on easy, making it smooth and shiny.

Isaac walked over to Squall, and stuck a lubed up finger up his tail hole. The contraction around his finger were hot and erotic. Isaac pushed it all the way in, then he added more fingers until Squalls hole was stretched to three fingers length.

The fox groaned, and squirmed, and Issac lined up his thrust, he took a deep breath, pausing.

"Do it" Squall said, "Fuck me hard and fast like a bitch, the faster and harder you go, the better it feels."

"Wont that hurt you?" Isaac asked, genuinely concerned.

Squall laughed at his own whit. "Fuck what I feel." He laughed, "and no need for condoms, I've got my shots, and I want to feel you in me."

Isaac laughed too, and obliged, thrusting his cock in to the base in one go, noting that the fingering didn't seem to help much. Words can't describe how a hot tight ass feels around your eager big cock. The heat, the convulsions of the ass, the constant and intense sensations........

Squall bit into his pillow, moaning loud, muffling his scream. Isaac just moaned loud, his knee's shaking, he almost fell forward onto squall. "OHHHHHH!!!! HELL YEAH SQUALL!!!!!!OH FUCKIN HELL YEAH!!........" then he took his first thrust and somehow that made the feeling even better, doubly beyond words. Greed took over and he thrust harder and faster, feeling his knot grow, but actually concerned he'd cum before he knotted.

But his concerns weren't necessary, he felt his knot, small at first climb into Squall's ass, and start to expand like a balloon. It filled his ass beyond its stretching point and got stuck. Isaac had watched enough video's to know this is where the fast short humping happened, and he conformed to it. But no sooner did his knot get fully stuck, did his balls twitch, and trigger his orgasm.

This time he did fall on Squall's back, he moaned loud, his balls shacking, his load emptying into the fox. He felt each bit of spunk leave him ad build up in Squall's bowels. They sat there a moment in sweet afterglow silence, Isaac noting without any feeling in the afterglow, that he had drooled on Squall's back.

They didn't talk until Isaac slipped out and the white fluids spilled on the back of Squalls legs and the floor. "Your turn." Isaac said, laying on the bed, looking up. "That WAS effin incredible." He kissed Squalls grinning face, but Squall wasted no time.

Isaac had cum before him, stopping the humping and torturing him on the brink of sweet release as he waited patiently for the kids fucking balls to shrink. His ass was sore, but his desire overshot any other feeling.

He lubed up, looking down at Isaac's smiling face, and slowly inched his first finger into Isaac's ass. Shit..... so tight, Squall thought, moving it in and out slowly not to hurt the virgin. But unfortunately, nothing can help the original pain of one's first anal. Squall stared down at Isaac, his face clenched with discomfort. "Sorry baby." He rubbed Isaac's exposed belly.

The messaging lasted a little while and Squall entered Isaac randomly, and forcibly. "ARGGG!!!!......."Isaac screamed, grabbing at the sheets, and not holding back. It was a confusing feeling for Isaac, it felt paninful, then numbing, then .........pleasant? Back to painful! Then sooo good.... Isaac was conflicted, but the hot meat did in fact start feeling good inside his rectum. It pushed his insides about, and after a brief extra pain of the knot, all he felt was sweet sweet pleasure building in his crotch again.

Squall humped fast and strong, even when knotted together. It felt so right. Mate to mate, flesh to flesh, the two becoming one. Then it happened.

Isaac was confused, he had never cum twice in one siting of anything, no matter how much he wanted too. But Squall hit something in him, his prostate he remembered, and that simple touch was like flipping a switch, Isaac was cumming a fountain up onto squall's chest, and it dripped onto his own.

"Fuck......" Isaac moaned, and soon his insides felt hot and Squall howled.

They sat in a sweet wet sticky embrace for some time before Squall was able to pull out. They kissed for a while in the meantime.

Isaac felt like a man.

"How bout we clean up?" Squall suggested, heading into the bathroom. They got in the shower and used the shower head to get the sticky substance from their fur. The lube washed out, and after a good five minutes of non-stop washing they got in the tub and just relaxed.

Squall held Isaac to him on his lap, it felt so right. A fatherly embrace to Isaac.

Squall knew it wouldn't be a real happily ever after thou. He knew he and Isaac would be the one time thing he was so used to. But it was alright. He was happier then he had been in years.

They talked and went downstairs in robes. And then they stopped talking. Down on the couch was a very familiar bear and wolf.

Squall frowned but excepted that this wasn't going to work. Just as he thought.