Hot Breakfast
Hot Breakfast
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A soft beam of golden sunlight streaked through the half-pulled curtains, filling the room with a soft wintery glow. It fell across the bed, where two canines lay, both still sound asleep and breathing deeply. The black and white wolf was pressed against the back of the yellow and black Labrador, his arms enfolding his companion in a protective, loving embrace. His head rested on the lab's shoulder, a small smile fixed on his muzzle, mirrored by the slightly smaller canine before him.
The sunbeam moved up, streaking over the dark face of the Labrador. Shayde gave a low groan and opened his deep blue eyes, blinking as the sun shone rudely into his sleep-dulled eyes. He took a few seconds to reorientate himself; he was in bed, his mate wrapped around him, and a sticky, warmish feeling was evident around the region of his tail. He smiled as he recalled last night, when he had surprised his mate by waiting in his bedroom. The wolf had reacted well, and the two of them had spent a very pleasurable night in each others' company.
He shifted slightly, and the absence of a tug to his tail showed Chiricov had slipped free of his tight body, his big knot deflating and leaving the lab pleasantly filled with his still-warm seed. The movement also made him aware of the mess on his front and groin. Dried pre and seed plastered his body, more evidence of their romp. He smiled a little wider, and slowly detangled his wolf's arms around him.
Chiricov have a snorted groan and woke up as well, his ears flicking as he watched his mate get up and stretch, affording him a view of the recently vacated hole. 'Mm...morning babe,' he said, smacking his lips in a post-sleep yawn.
Shayde looked back. 'Good morning to you as well, wuffie. Sleep well?'
The wolf nodded slowly and rolled onto his back. 'Like a log. It'd been a while since I slept so deeply.'
Shayde chuckled. 'It's 'cause you wore yourself out, silly. Neither of us is used to such a slow pace you used last night...'
Chiricov grinned and reached down to gently scritch his package. 'No complaints, though, right?'
Shayde rolled his eyes a little and reached over to stroke the wolf's firm chest. 'Why would you ask such a thing, hun? Of course not...I loved every minute.'
He stood up straighter and stretched high, his spine popping a little as its owner worked it out of its sleep-bent state. He yawned widely and sighed when he released the stretch.
'I don't know about you, but I need a shower. I think I made a bit of a mess...can't actually remember though...'
Chiricov nodded and smiled. 'You did. You came a few times, once without even touching yourself.'
Shayde blushed and rubbed the back of his head. 'Really? Well...um...thanks, I guess?'
The wolf gave a bark of laughter, propping himself up on one arm. 'Hehe, its okay pooch. It'll come back to you eventually. While you're in the shower, I'll go get some breakfast, okay? I'm starving.'
His mate nodded and walked slowly to the adjoining bathroom, wincing slightly and holding his tail up a touch. He recalled vividly the width of his mates' wolfhood; his knot was wider than his own, and it still took him some effort to handle it.
He made it to the bathroom and started the shower, letting the water heat up before slipping under, eliciting a soft moan as the steamy water washed over his body. He stood there for a minute or so, simply enjoying the heat, before reaching for the bottle of fur cleaner and began washing off his stained body.
His tail, he found out, wasn't as bad as he thought. They're union had happened several hours before, so his body had had time to return to normal. It still twinged a little, but he knew in a few hours, he'd be okay.
As he lathered his fur around his belly and groin, he gave another low groan, the slick cleaner providing a wonderful sensation over his sheath and balls. He felt a stirring in his sheath, and gave a slight murr as his red tip poked free, brought out by the stimulation. He considered pawing then and there...but why do that, when there was a much more...pleasurable method of relief..?
Chiricov had ambled into the kitchen, yawning and blinking as the sun began to slowly warm the house. Even so, he threw a few logs on the fire as he passed, waking the slumbering coals. Sure, a wood-fire heater wasn't as efficient as a gas or electric heater, but it made up for it in spades with ambience.
The salt-and-pepper wolf arrived in the kitchen and braced against the bench, peering blearily out. Snow blanketed everything, and he shivered despite his thick luscious coat. They'd need a good hot breakfast this morning, for sure. With that in mind, he turned to the stove and turned it on, setting a pan over it as he went to the fridge to collect some eggs and bacon.
He hummed slightly as he worked, waking up more and more as he moved about. He cracked the eggs into the pan and slipped some bacon in for company, giving a slight murr as the scent hit his nose. He inhaled deeply, smiling as the eggs turned white. But he also detected another smell...something...else.
That was all the warning he got before a pair of wet black arms cross his body and pulled him back with a slight wet smack. The tip of a muzzle appeared in the corner of his vision. 'Mm...smells good, babe...' The muzzle tilted to his neck and inhaled deeply.
Chiricov smiled. 'What, me or the bacon?'
The muzzle chuckled. 'If you have to ask...'
Chiricov turned slightly to see Shayde better, and the lab responded by gently nibbling his neck. His paws started to gently roam over the wolf's well-defined body, rubbing against his tight six-pack and up to his pecs.
The wolf gave a slight shuddering sigh as his mate explored his body, the closeness and touch affecting a certain part of his body. Even though it had been in use for a good portion of the previous night, his deep red tip was soon slipping free, giving a slight throb in the cool air. Chiricov shuddered again as Shayde lapped at his neck, and a groan escaped him when those roaming paws found his growing arousal.
'Mm, my my...is the wuffie getting all hot 'n bothered, is he?' Shayde breathed softly, he muzzle barely an inch from the wolf's ear. He took hold of the growing shaft, stroking it slowly to full size, then spun the wolf around and planted his muzzle to Chiri's, moaning into the deep and passionate kiss. He pulled his mate closer and deepened the kiss, his paws slowly roaming the wolf's back. He went a little lower and cupped Chiricov's cheeks, then hoisted the wolf up and onto the kitchen bench with a yelp of surprise from the wolf.
'H...hey, what...are you doing..?'
Shayde smiled. 'Oh, nothing.' And having said that, he dove down and quickly engulfed the entire length of his mate's cock in his mouth.
Chiricov tensed up immediately, his arms locking out stiff as the warmth suddenly closed around his cock. He gave a groaning sigh as the tongue began to slide across his tip, before slipping down around the full 8 inches of hot, proud wolf-meat.
'Uh...oh...g...god pooch...' The wolf could barely form coherent sentences as the pleasure grew. He reached down and took his mate's soft, floppy velvet-like ears in his paws and rubbed them gently, massaging their base as their owner continued to suck and slather across his cock. Shayde's eyes were half-closed as he worked, quickly drawing out several strands of tasty pre, which he devoured with the fervour of a starved man. He raised one paw and grasped the wolf's heavy balls. He was surprised they felt so heavy after the night they had had...his poor wolf was obviously more pent up than he realised.
Even so, Chiricov was shuddering under the oral assault. His mate's talented muzzle was quickly bringing him to the edge, and he tried his best to hold back. He gently gripped Shayde's neck and started pushing him down with a little more force, his current position not allowing him to buck. Shayde complied and began sucking harder, rolling the balls in his paw, while the other went back a little further and started stroking Chiricov's taint. The wolf howled and gritted his teeth as his knot flared to full size, bumping against Shayde's lips in a futile attempt to tie. Shayde could feel the throbbing and the heat increase, and knew any second, he'd be rewarded. And so, with a grin around the slick shaft, he reached his paw back even further, and plunged a blunt claw into his mate's tight hole.
Chiricov stiffened instantly yet again. The utter overload of pleasure was too much. He forced his mate down harder as he howled to the roof, erupting into Shayde's mouth and filling it with his hot, thick, and surprisingly copious, load of seed. Shayde's throat worked hard as he swallowed down the load before it could spill out, not wanting to waste a single drop. Chiricov hunched over Shayde's head, growling and gasping his way through the climax.
After a few minutes of rough, deep panting, he released his death-grip on Shayde's neck, allowing the Labrador to slide off the shrinking shaft. Shayde licked his lips and grinned up at the sated wolf.
'Mm...best breakfast I've ever had,' he said with a wide grin.
'Glad...I could...get your...favourite...' panted the wolf. 'Thank...you...for that...'
Shayde smiled a litter wider and reached over to turn off the hot-plate. Chiri followed the movement, tilting his head slightly. Shayde turned back to him, grinning that wide grin.
'Oh? Did you think that was all?'
Only then did the wolf look down. He blinked, then blushed deeply as he saw his mate's rock-hard cock, pulsing in time with his heartbeat. He blinked again and looked up into his mate's eyes, then nodded.
Shayde smiled and hefted the wolf off the counter, glad he'd taken the time to build his strength in his arms. He carried his mate to a wall and pressed his back to it, leaning in for another deep kiss. They both moaned deeply into the kiss, tongues doing battle in Shayde's mouth. The Labrador won, pushing back into Chiri's maw as he pressed against his mate harder. His dripping shaft, no softer than before, inched up to rub under the wolf's balls, before moving back a little to his hole. Chiri felt the move and gave a tiny whimper of want, and spread his legs to hold his mate closer.
Shayde smiled and pressed against the hole. The wolf was very tight, owing to his preference to dominate the smaller canine, but he nonetheless was willing to sub on occasion. The pre coating Shayde's 9 inch cock was enough to pop the tip through the ring of muscle, making Chiri yelp and clamp down. Shayde cooed to the wolf, not moving at all to allow his mate to adjust. The hole was almost painfully tight, and Shayde had to exercise all his willpower to resist moving.
Eventually, Chiri relaxed and nodded. 'O...okay...hun. I'm good...please...'
Shayde needed no more encouragement. He pressed forward, spreading the tight muscle and inching his way inside, groaning and bucking a little as he went. In little over a minute, he was pressed against his mate's body, fully sheathed inside him.
'Uhn...mmmy god...wuff...so tight...uh can't...believe it...'
Chiricov panted and nodded as he adjusted to the fullness and tingles of pain from his rear. 'O...only...for...you...baby. It's...all...for you...I'M...all for...you...'
Shayde leaned up and kissed the wolf again. 'Me too...hun...only and all for you. No-one else...'
He began to pull back, both males moaning at the sensation. Shayde's pre spurted in his tip's wake, laying the path for easier and smoother re-entry. The black and yellow canine pushed back in with a grunt, pressing his mate harder against the wall.
'You...uhn...don't mind...if I be...a little rough...do you..?'
Chiricov shook his head emphatically. 'Not...at all...'
Shayde nodded and gritted his teeth as he withdrew again. 'Good. Cause...I need this...and....it's our...turn anyway...and I know...you like it...a little rough...'
Chiricov blushed again, and would have continued, had his Labrador not suddenly increased his pace dramatically. He shifted his grip to under the wolf's thighs, and used the extra leverage to pound into his mate. Chiri gasped and moaned under the assault, his head leaning back a little onto the wall as his mate's long shaft abused his seldom-used entrance. The lab's pre was all the lube they needed, and Shayde was easily able to breed the wolf with all the speed and ferocity of his distant feral ancestors. He groans and whined as he slammed repeatedly into Chiri's body, making the wolf bounce ever so slightly. Sweat matted his fur and his breathing became more erratic as he worked to accomplish his goals.
Chiricov's own cock had reawakened, and was slowly drooling pre onto his white belly, adding to the general mess of the sex. The smell hung in the air, thick and almost palpable, easily overriding the smell of cooked bacon left to cool. But neither canine was interested in food...they were more inclined to concentrate on themselves. Their moans filled the air, almost with the rhythmic slapping of hip-on-hip.
Before long, Shayde felt his climax approaching. He gritted his teeth and pushed his engorged knot against Chiri's stretched opening. The wolf simply nodded, ready and willing for it. Shayde's knot was not as wide as his own, yet his shaft was longer; a fair trade-off, he reasoned with that 1% of his brain still thinking normally. He relaxed his body, and almost instantly felt the painfully pleasurable push against his ravaged hole. Shayde almost snarled as his knot was resisted, growing low in his throat and bucking with desperation. With a yelp, Chiri felt the knot pop into him, and he clamped down instantly onto it. The pressure was enormous, and his cock throbbed wildly against his body as it built up even more.
Shayde growled and groaned deeper, seconds from orgasm. He pulled his wolf down and clamped his jaws on Chiri's neck in a mating bite, holding him still as he finally came. He howled into the bite as he pumped his essence into his very willing mate, his legs shaking with the sheer effort of holding the wolf up and cumming as hard as he was. The tight grip around the back of his knot insured not a single droplet oozed free, burying the thick cum deep inside his wolf's body.
For the third time that morning, Chiricov tensed up, gasping loudly. The feeling of the big knot stretching him out, the flooding warmth of his mate's seed, and now the possessive bite to his neck, all built up to critical point. Without even touching his aching shaft, the howling wolf covered his and his mate's chest in his creamy white seed, the volume still considerable despite the large load spilt not long ago.
Both males panted and gasped in the embrace as they bathed in the afterglow. Shayde's legs threatened to give way, so he slid slowly down, taking the firmly-tied wolf with him. He sat on the floor and help Chiri into a more comfortable position, sitting on his lap. They panted and hugged together tight, both giving tiny twitches and moans with every movement Shayde made.
After five or ten minutes, Shayde broke the embrace and slowly licked at the bite on his mate's neck.
'I'm...sorry I...bit you, wuff...'
Chiricov silenced him with another kiss. 'I said...I wanted it rough...silly...pooch. Besides...it just shows...that we...are all we need...no-one else...'
Shayde nodded and hugged him close again, sighing a deep, contented sigh.
Chiricov coughed a little, and Shayde looked up to see the wolf smiling cheekily.
'You said you needed a shower cause you were messy?'
Shayde nodded.
'Well...looks like we'll both need a shower.' The grinning wolf pointed down. Shayde looked and saw the mess of stringy cum between them, the wolf's second load of the day smeared all across their bodies. And lower down, Shayde's sheath pressed tight against Chiricov's reddened, stretched-out hole, a little pre dribbling across their fur.
Shayde sighed dramatically. 'Damn. It's gonna be ages til I'm soft enough to get out.' He giggled a little and winked.
Chiricov responded with his own dramatic wail. 'Well, looks like we'll have to shower together...'