Zemial's Desire...
Lips pressed onto his muzzle as a paw ran up the length of the underside of his shirt, Zemial tried not to moan too wantonly as he let the man on top of him ravish him as thoroughly as possible. The older dog pulled away from the kiss just in time for Zemial to keep from passing out from lack of air, but not before he lowered his jaw down to take the pup's throat in between his fangs and bite hard enough to make Zemial shiver. The red and green wolf lowered his ears and curled his tail a bit to acknowledge the dominance of the older male. Eyes staring up into dark orbs, Zemial looked at the dog and whimpered in submission.
To think that just days ago he and the other male had been strangers and now they were two lovers dancing their bodies together on top of a bed in the middle of a private car of a westbound train.
Several days ago...
Zemial was barely concentrating as he listened to one of his teachers drone on and one about a math equation written on the board. The red and green wolf tried hard to keep his head up from falling flat onto his desk as he let himself daydream about...
Someone nudged him and Zemial snapped to full wakefulness as he looked to the side and saw one of his classmates pointing to the front of the class. Head moving in that direction, Zemial found the teacher, an older white rabbit, calling his name and curving a finger to call him to the front. The large red and green wolf groaned but slid out of his seat, the metal chair giving a groan of appreciation from being relieved of the hundred plus pounds of furry weight that was pushing it against the floor, and then walked up front. Feeling like a prisoner going on death row, Zemial tried to ignore the lingering looks and whispers of the students around him, many of them saying things that made the lupine's scruff rise in aggravation.
"Is there a problem, Zemial? This is the second time you've almost fallen asleep in my classroom." The lapin stated while looking up at the much taller wolf from where he was standing in front of his desk.
"N-no, sir. I-I..."
"Don't bother. Fall asleep in my class and you'll go the principal to talk about whatever is going on with you." Zemial fought back his growl before he was waved back to his seat.
For the rest of the class hour the wolf listened intently, though in the back of his mind he was dreaming about being elsewhere, as he tried not to think bloody murder about the snide lapin who occasional glanced his way. Nothing else spectacular happened once the class was over and even during lunch, but just after getting out of his advance biology class something hit Zemial in the back of the head as he headed down from the hallway towards gym, making the wolf take a misstep before he corrected himself. Turning around and looking down, the red and green wolf saw that someone had tossed a textbook at him, a chemistry book at that. Seeing no one around looking guilty enough to be the culprit, Zemial bent down and picked up the book and then flipped open the cover.
Looking and seeing that it had been borrowed from the library Zemial realized that there was no way to tell who it belonged to.
Deciding to ditch the book off at the library on the way, Zemial kept an ear cocked in case trouble started.
After that the red and green wolf finished off the rest of the day with his two physical education courses being relatively hassle free before grabbing his backpack out of his locker and then going to catch the bus. On his way, the big wolf found himself thinking about later on when he would get a chance to call...
A wall blocked his passage and Zemial cocked his head to see a large calico cat staring him straight in the eye. The feline gave the other a huff and shouldered passed him, making sure to put more than too much pressure into his bow guard as he walked on by. Zemial could feel a green rage start to bubble inside of his gut, but he pushed it away in favor of just moving along, at a much more hurried pace at that. This had been happening a lot more ever since he had come that he was gay, which was odd considering his height and musculature; the wolf weight close to two hundred some odd pounds with biceps big enough to be counted in their own weight category. Zemial slowly began to realize that his decision to come out was now becoming something more of a burden rather than a blessing, but he couldn't find it in him to regret it. Instead he counted his blessings that no one had decided to actually test him to see just how well he could use those muscles he was packing.
A blessing that looked to be running its course, if that feline's upturned lip was any testament.
It couldn't really be much of a wonder that by the time the wolf got to the buses he was in a foul mood. Though no one had tried to instigate anything else, Zemial could still feel scathing eyes on him making him grit his teeth but do nothing more as he sat in his seat once he got on the bus then sat down in a seat at the back.
The bus ride was atleast quiet enough so that Zemial had time to think on what he would do once he had gotten home. If being at school was somewhat difficult because of his inattention and the occasional jerk off, then his home life was close to being an actual pain in the ass. Not to say that he was being abused or beaten, however...
Zemial got off the bus at the corner and walked down the sidewalk to his one story household with a bit of a glide in his stride. Taking out his keys and opening the front door, the green and red wolf stepped inside and found the living room completely silent. Guessing that his parents were still at work, Zemial bolted directly for his room and turned on his laptop without missing a step. Dropping his backpack and then half of his clothes, shirt going first followed by his jeans, Zemial sat down in his boxers with his socks on and then looked to his computer screen as the login window came up. Logging in and making an entry into his personal files, the wolf then got online and went to check his e-mail.
The red and green wolf spent the next ten minutes checking over useless pieces of mail before he looked at the time on his lower right hand of taskbar. Feeling his paws getting sweaty and nervousness eating away at the inside of his gut, Zemial went over to his bedside and picked up his cordless phone and then dialed a number. Placing the receiver up to his ears the green and red wolf listened to the steady ringing noise before someone picked up on the other end,
"Good. You did like I asked. Are you naked?" A rough, but smooth voice asked on the other end making the wolf shiver even though his room was overly warm from the mid April weather.
"N-no, sir..."
"And why not?"
"I...I..wasn't sure...t-that I..."
"Stop. Remove whatever clothing you have on and then use what I gave you...without lube for the other one..." The voice was calm even though there was a strong bite of steel laced within.
Zemial took a heavy swallow before setting the phone onto his desk then reached into the rim of his boxers to slide them down his narrow waist before shaking the green groin guard off from around his body once it had reached his foot paws while at the same time relieving himself of his socks. Once completely naked Zemial got up from his seat and went over to the underside of his bed to pull out the thing that had been given to him in the mail by the person on the other side of the line.
Opening the green box, the wolf looked inside and took a heavy breath as he picked up a pair of nipple clamps and then a large glass phallus, which had been professionally cut into the shape of thick dog's penis. To anyone else this would have been nothing more than an overly kinky set of gifts given to him by a secret admire, but to the wolf they were a sign of his acceptance of the other person's mastery over him. Putting the toy down and fingering the clamps, Zemial rolled the two metal nubs between his fingers, feeling their weight and his own nervousness, before reaching up underneath the fur on his chest to coax one of his nipples to full hardness with a soft series of gentle prods and tweaks. When the small pebble of flesh was hard enough Zemial slipped one of the clamps over onto his nipple and then sealed it so that a bite of pain coursed throughout his body sharp enough to make his tail fur standup on end. Hissing through his teeth, the red and green wolf copied his actions with the other nipple and clamp and then reached for the discarded toy.
Looking at the shining glass and the tapered head, Zemial took several heavy breaths before settling himself back onto his bed, lifting his legs up over his head and onto the back wall behind his bed, a feat he was always surprised he had been blessed with, and then took one paw and began playing with his tailhole. The red and green wolf spread his twin cheeks, making sure to finger his puckered entrance slightly to prepare himself, and then pulled the butt plug down and around so that he could press the pointed tip against his pucker. Gritting his teeth, trying to ignore the sting of pain that came from his slightly sweaty anus being prodded by the unforgiving glass head, Zemial pressed the glass phallus inside of himself slowly but surely, working his inner muscles until his rectum began to loosen and allow the toy inside of his secret depths.
The first inch hurt like pressing a hand against a candle flame, the next inch made Zemial groan and roll his head back and forth on the mattress, the inch after that had the wolf sweating profusely as his body tried to accommodate itself to the foreign invader. Inch four and he had tears in his eyes; by the fifth those tears were streaming slowly down his face off the sides of his muzzle, the six inch popped in and the wolf was gasping out loud frantically as pain shot through his nerves making him see stars though by the seventh Zemial' cock was poking out of his sheath and a few dewdrops were glistening the tip. Clenching his tailhole when the bulb of the toy managed to touch the outer rim of his ass, Zemial grunted and pulled the butt plug out of himself as slowly as he pushed it in before reasserting the glass toy with methodical, almost hesitant motions of his hand.
The wolf wriggled his hips back and forth while fucking himself with the toy; his muzzle fell open as he panted for air while his eyes were clenched tightly as he tried not to let the ache that was building up within his backside get to him. Muscles in both his arms and his legs flexed tightly as the wolf strained to make his anus open up and take the knot at the base. Several deep thrusts later and Zemial was filled with the full girth of the ten inch glass plug, his tailhole stretched wide, both raw and red, the green and red wolf settled back onto his bed, legs down onto the mattress and quivering slightly, before he let a smirk of triumph stretch out onto his face. Panting and groaning, the wolf clenched the inner tubing of his tailhole and marveled at how well the glass material held firmly inside of his sweat soaked insides. Having forgone the lube, as per his instructions, and glad that he hadn't split himself open in the process of inserting the butt plug, Zemial could hardly wait to tell the person on the phone how well he had done.
Speaking of which, Zemial realized that he had left the caller on the line and slowly picked himself up to hobble over and take the receiver off of his desk. An unsteady hand picked up the phone and then,
"I did it..." The wolf said while gasping.
"I know you did and I'm proud of you. Good boy. How does it feel?"
"Kind of strange but," Zemial flexed his butt and his tail before returning to the phone call. "very good, sir."
"Then all is as it should be. Now then, you're going to make sure you keep that in you all day today and tonight however, before you go to bed tonight you're going to orgasm twice and then make sure to coat your stomach fur and let it soak into your groin."
"Yes, sir."
"Good, now how hard are you?"
Zemial looked down at his sheath and saw that his cock was only half hard. "Halfway."
"Start pawing yourself off until you get fully hard and then get the cock ring I gave you a week ago and slip it over your knot."
Zemial murred and then did as he told.
Reaching down, stroking his shaft and pumping his hips in the chair at his desk, the wolf stared down as his cock grew to full hardness with his knot standing firm at the base before spreading his hips and humping up hard enough to make his balls tap against his seat. Letting out a growl of pleasure the wolf fought with himself not to finish off what he had started before pulling his paw away and then reaching into one of the drawers of his desk and pulling out a bright white rubber ring.
Opening the ring and then slipping it down the length of his maleness, Zemial muffled a yip as the circular piece of elastic snapped around the last inch of his wolfhood and held firm. Now, sitting with a bright red cock at full capacity, with shining silver nubs caressing his dark fur and a glass tube up his tailpipe, Zemial was the perfect specimen of male sensuality...and took great joy in being as such as he huffed and panted while shakily still holding the phone in his unoccupied hand.
"Sir...I..."
"Quiet. You've done well. Now finish your schoolwork and I'll call you back in four hours. Do not remove any of the pieces you have on and in you, do you understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good." And with that, the person on the other end hung up leaving Zemial to sit with a cordless phone in his paw before ending the call on his end and slumping boneless in his chair.
The rest of the day went smoothly, the wolf going to get his schoolwork out of his backpack and working to finish his latent assignment, music pumping on his computer and tail wagging in his seat. The hours flew by and before long darkness was spreading into his room making Zemial look up to see the sun setting down the horizon out of the window on his left. Grunting and slamming shut his calculus book, the red and green wolf reached over to flick on his lamp and then wince as the bright, false light illuminated his entire room. Sighing and sitting back into his seat, Zemial looked at the time and realized that he had about another hour before he received his phone call and decided that he was going to try and sneak something to eat from the kitchen before he realized exactly what he had on, or rather hadn't had on but had in him. Looking down and seeing his sensual attire, the wolf let out a slight whimper as he thought about what would happen if his folks saw him like this.
Realizing that it would be a potential disaster, Zemial grabbed his school clothes and quickly put them on, shivering when his shirt brushed over his nipples and groaning when the plug in his ass moved further up into his tailhole, the wolf let out several deep breaths before heading out of his room and then going to the kitchen.
Thankfully, his mother was still at work, however when Zemial came out of the kitchen his old man happened to bump into him making the wolf lower his ears and then take a shaky smile around the sandwich in his muzzle before swallowing.
"Hey dad, what's up?"
"We need to talk," the older green wolf said as he reached to take his son's shoulder and guide him into the living room.
The 'talk' that the two had was in actuality his father trying to explain to him the mechanics of how a relationship was between a man and woman and how two males couldn't possibly be together for extended periods of time. If it hadn't been so pathetic that the older wolf was trying hard to be nice about talking him out of being homosexual, Zemial would have found it funny. Instead, the green and red wolf was fighting hard not to growl and bare his fangs at his sire. He often questioned how such good parental figures could be so anal about something like two males or two females being together in a healthy relationship, but in the end Zemial bore the weight of the older wolf's words before excusing himself and heading to his room. The fact that he had to take certain hitches in his steps from the toy resting between his rump gave the wolf a certain amount of green giddiness as he wondered what would have happened if he had shown his dad just how well a relationship between two guys could prosper when one of the pair was willing to submit totally to the other.
Zemial decided against it, there was no need to get into a fistfight over ego about something really personal in the first place.
Heading to his room and sitting back on his bed, Zemial stripped out of his clothing and then began to paw himself off while waiting for his phone call. His cock was still hard as a rock from the ring wrapped around the base of his knot making his entire organ pulse faintly, and reaching down to rub over himself, Zemial let out a hiss as he rubbed his fingers down the length and back up to the head just as the door to his room opened again.
Eyes wide and staring into his father's face, Zemial wished that anything would come out of the blue to save him from the piercing eyes of the other man who was trying to move his muzzle in some manner that resemble imitating speech.
The phone going off and caller ID announcing that it was the person who he had been waiting for, would not have been his idea of a blessing in disguise, however, that's exactly what happened next.
Reaching over to pick up the receiver, Zemial answered the call while not taking his eyes off of his father and then,
"I'm going to have to call you back."
"Why?" the person on the other end sounding terse.
"Because in about ten seconds I think I'm going to have to explain why I'm naked with a buttplug up my ass to my dad."
"Put him on the phone and let me explain it to him."
"Nonononono...I don't think I want to be here for that little sideshow."
"Give him the phone, pup." The last word being said so coldly that Zemial found his hand moving away from his ear to put the phone in between the space where he and his father were staring.
"Ugh, it's for you..."
The next few minutes were hilarious, frightening, scary and downright confusing as Zemial listened to his father and the other man on the phone shout at each other. Whatever was being said, Zemial really didn't want to be caught up in the middle, however, by the time the call ended the older wolf was handing the phone back to him and stomping out of his son's room with his tail held down against his legs. Zemial shakily put the phone back to his ear and then,
"Sir, what just happened?"
"I told your father that you belonged to me." The man said easily making Zemial both smile and go still at the same time.
"Y-you did?"
"Yes pup. He seemed to think that I cared about his opinion that you didn't belong to me but what he failed to understand is that once something becomes mine, I don't let it go too easily. He even tried to threaten me by calling the law and having me arrested but I doubt he'll do that now..." The man chuckled something dark and Zemial almost wished he wouldn't have asked what he did next.
"And why is that?"
"Because I told him to take one look at you and then ask himself honestly if he wanted to go to court over having who such a sexy and delicious looking pup like you would want to be with, especially considering that you have all of my marking on you."
Zemial looked down at himself and then realized that the only other way he could have been marked more thoroughly was if the other man urinated on his fur and stuffed his rump and throat full of his semen.
"Now since that little situation is taken care of, let's get down to making my little pup a wanton ball of fur and cum,"
For the rest of the night Zemial was verbally and mentally tortured by the man on the other end of the phone as he was ordered to fuck himself with the plug in his anus, caress himself and pull on the clamps on his nipples, and all out devote his body to every little whim that the perverted male could think of. All the while the wolf was panting and groaning loud enough to be heard through the wall between his and his parents room, not knowing that the only other wolf in the house was stroking himself while listening to the cries of his put and fingering his own tailhole, just like he had been told to do.
By the time Zemial had come down from three back to back to back orgasms he was a mess, tongue hanging limp on the side of his muzzle and tail wagging on his bed like a rampant flag in the wind. Euphoria had a hold onto the red and green wolf so tight that he barely heard the last of the conversation being spoken to by his master.
"In a couple of days I'm going to come and pick you up pup and then I'm going to make you mind completely. I hope you get prepared because after that the only thing you are going to know is my scent on your tongue and my seed up your tail."
"Y-yes, sir."
"Good boy. When you hang up the phone, knock on the wall behind you two times and then go to sleep."
"Yes, sir."
"Goodnight, my sweet little pup."
Zemial whimpered when the other man ended the conversation and then the call, but did as he was told when he sat the receiver back onto its stand and then beat the wall behind him twice. Curling up in his bed, glass butt plug shining in the light coming from his lamp, nipples hard as stone and cock restlessly quivering while seeping back into its furry holder, the cock ring having been snapped off on his last orgasm, Zemial would never hear the howl that came from the other room, muffled by a pillow as a certain wolf pumped out a furious orgasm onto himself while gritting his teeth together.
That night, two happily sated wolves would curl up in bed, one with a mate who was wondering why both of her men were so exhausted, before sleep claimed them and night swallowed the world within a green cloak dotted with stars.
Zemial had his legs hooked around the Rottweiler's waist as the muscular canine thrust hard and fast into him. Tailhole staining around the thick shaft, the red and green wolf looked up into dark eyes as he surrender himself completely to the dominant male above him. His heart was hammering hard into his chest while his body surrendered to the rampant onslaught that the Rott was thrusting out onto his form. Muzzle parted, the wolf wasn't prepared for the broad tongue that snaked its way into his muzzle and ravished his palette, nor for the hand that reached between his body to stroke at his pre-soaked cock. Whimpering and groaning, Zemial bucked up into the Rottweiler and tried to take the knot banging at his outer rim with as much exhilaration as he could muster before fangs pressed themselves into his scruff and held him hard and fast, telling him without words that he was the submissive in this and he would only have what he was given when it was given to him.
Tipping his head up and offering his neck, the wolf let himself go as limp as possible while grunting with every hard hammer that the Rottweiler put into breeching his ass. The bulb at the base of the other canine's cock was thicker than a baseball and harder that a cannonball as it bumped, thrust, smacked and all out jammed against the smaller lupine's tailhole while demanding entrance. The Rottweiler knew exactly how much pressure and force to put into every thrust, almost as if playing with a finely tuned instrument as he fucked his pup over and over against the mattress they were laying on. Growling and biting down hard enough to draw blood, the Rott decided to give his little one what he so needed and backed his hips up far enough that he pulled almost completely out before driving himself home and dicking the other on one single move that the plump expanse at his base popped in hard and wet enough to echo throughout the room.
Zemial yelped and wrestled in the hold of the bigger male's arms but it didn't do him any good as the Rottweiler held him firmly into place and then proceeded to milk himself through the insides of the wolf. Voices called out together as the two males came together after that, Zemial' seed splashing between them to coat both their stomachs while the Rott's essence drenched the inner depths of the lupine so thoroughly that his scent would be left even after the wolf relieved himself with his next enema. Completely exhausted but sated, the dog and wolf rested back against the bed with heavy pants shared between them before the Rottweiler bumped his muzzle against Zemial' snout and made him look up into his dark eyes.
The two males shared something indescribable between each other in those few seconds. Words not being able to describe the feelings that the two of them had, the Rottweiler took the time to further his claim on the other and lick his tongue out across Andrea's face and ears, thoroughly matting the wolf down before a sound made both their ears cock and turn to look to see the door to their cabin opening and admitting a face one of them hadn't expected to see.
Familiar eyes watched the pair as a large, green form made its way over to the Rottweiler's side and then lowered themself down onto one knee before whimpering and offering himself for the dominant male's attentions.
Zemial blinked and whipped his head to look at his master before getting a cheeky grin in response,
"Well, no sense breaking up a pair of fine pieces of your tail like yourselves. I decided to borrow this one for a while and let you test out both ends of his body to show you what it would feel like to be in control of someone else. After all, I like to make sure that all of my men are given the very best I can offer and what's better than showing a son just how tight his father's tail can be, am I right?"
Zemial looked at the Rottweiler and then stared down at the older wolf kneeling on the floor before his lips curved up into a smile and he nodded rampantly. Tail swinging behind him and beating at the covers, the next couple of hours of the train ride were filled with three sensuous moans coming from three males caught up in the rapture of lovingly dominating one another. The Rottweiler altercating between taking the two onto with his never-ending libido and a certain green and red wolf finding out what it meant to bond with his dad on a level that went beyond father and son bonding.