John's Sexy Bartime
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Jonny was once again at his favorite bar, trolling the local fauna for some fun and games. Johnny was just your average wolf, average body type, but leaning towards buff. His tan grey fur covered most of his body, with the exception of his white tail tip.
Tonight, he was dressed in a black tee-shirt and blue dyed jeans. The shirt was one of his favourites, albeit somewhat silly for a grown man to wear. The back read "I am a Bomb technician. If you see me running, try to keep up."
As John turned to the bar, he caught sight of a husky, sitting alone at the other end of the bar.
'He's cute' John thought, grinning to himself. He ordered a double shot of vodka mixed with lime and soda, sipping on it for a while, scoping out the fluffy loner. The husky was white, with just the softest tinge of blue in his fur, giving him a sort of glowy effect in the soft lighting. He was wearing tight jeans that left no room for imagination, concealing a hefty package. His top was a button up shirt, which hugged his small, thin frame. A twink... how lovely.
"Al," John said, talking to the bartender, "Next drink that beauty down there orders, is on me." As he finished saying it, the husky motioned for the bartender to serve him another round. The bartender pulled up a tub and opened it removing a fluffy piece of cotton candy, putting it in a cocktail glass, and pouring in Russian vodka, making a nice little pink coloured concoction. He reached to pay, but the bartender put a hand up, stopping, and pointed to John, explaining. After that, he popped an umbrella into the drink and sliding over.
"Hey there." He said, flicking back a tussle of long head fur, that dangled over his face. He gave a small grin as he looked John up and down, eyes lingering down a little longer than would be normal.
"Hey yourself." John replied cheekily. "Saw you at the end of the bar. Thought to myself, a beauty such as you, shouldn't have to drink alone. Mind if I accompany you tonight?"
"Not at all. I was actually waiting for some friends. Who look like they aren't coming tonight. So for the next hour or two, I guess I'm all yours." He said, with a small giggle.
"Ooh, you promise?" John said, again pushing the boundaries with his cheekiness. He was kidding of course, he wouldn't take it too seriously. All going well, he might be able to get those oh so tight jeans of the little husky the next time they met.
"Well, I have nothing better to do." The husky replied, nonchalantly, definitely not kidding. Oh boy this was gonna be fun.
"Wait, you mean it? I was only joking, but... damn. " John took a long drink of his caprioska, and put it back down, grinning wide.
"Should we go upstairs?" John asked, referring to the 'Private' rooms the bar had on the second level. His own jeans began to feel a little tight. He shifted in his seat to try and get comfortable in them.
"I'm Carter, by the way, what's your name?" The husky said, before downing his own drink quickly too. He took John's hand and started walking towards the stairs, taking the stunned wolf with him.
"Uhh, John. My friends call me John."
"Well, I can be pretty friendly." Carter replied, pulling John close for a kiss, and a quick grope. Yep, those jeans were getting mighty tight now. They walked along the corridor, looking for a vacant room. They found on, on the third room to their left, and quickly entered, locking it. It had a couch, and a bed, as well as a shower you could clean off with, if you needed. Which occupants often did.
"Let's get out of these clothes." Carter suggested, and quickly removing his, putting them over an arm of the couch, before hopping onto the bed. John quickly followed suit, before hopping on top of the naked husky boy, both their cocks slipping out of their sheaths, while John pinned Carter's arms over his head, and starter to kiss his new friend's muzzle.
Carter opened his maw to let John's rough, slick tongue poke its way around his mouth, enjoying the feel of it gliding over his own long tongue, exploring the crevices in his mouth. Carter returned the favour, exploring the inside of John's muzzle, sliding his tongue over the pointed canines, playing with the invading tongue.
John broke the kiss, and then started to nibble on the husky's neck, making him whimper in submissive please as tingles radiated throughout his body, making the pinned canine shiver. John smiled slyly, and began to gently nibble at one of the ears. That sent the husky wild alright, squirming beneath the dominant wolf.
"Heh, you like that?" John asked with a small chuckle. He could feel his belly and crotch become slick with pre from Carter's hard prick. Carter replied with a small whimper moan, before John moved a hand down to grope the husky. He was rewarded with a longer, more breathy moan, and prolonged shudder.
Still grinning, John's other hand let go of the husky's paw, trailing down across the furry chest, before circling around the crotch. Grabbing hold of the husky gently, John moved him into doggy style position, grinning. His drink was starting to kick in, making the experience feel much better.
John climbed on top of Carter, and poked at his tail hole gently with his rock hard, red member. Carter whimpered again as John teased him gently with long, slow strokes, circling the hole, leaving slick trails of pre, lubricating the hole.
John pushed forward softly, the pointed tip of his knotted member into Carter's waiting tail hole. Carter yelped loudly in pleasure as the tapered tip slid in with ease, it's own natural lubricant making an easy entrance. 'Damn this husky was tight! Was this his first time?' John thought, grinning. He was going to have fun tonight.
Pushing in faster, John moaned as the tight ring clamped down onto his cock. The little tail raiser was really enjoying his fuck. John would make sure Carter would have the best first time anyone could have.
John would be gentle... at first. John pushed in more, Carter gritting his teeth in slight pain at the increasing size as more of the cock slid in. Eventually, John hilted himself in, at a small bump, that would become his knot soon, tying him and the cute husky together. Carter let out a quick moan of pleasure at the small bump, pushing back a little. John held that pose for a few moments, before rearing back, and getting ready to push forth again. This advance was faster, but still slow, letting Carter's tight hole adjust to the cock slowly. Once again, carter whined in pleasure, as the cock brushed up against his sensitive prostate.
John hilted again, then pulled back, each time, the bump at the base of his cock getting just a tiny bit bigger, causing louder and louder moaned and mewls of pleasure to issue from the submissive canid's muzzle. John reached under their love embrace to grab Carter's own tool, gripping it firmly. Carter yelped in pleasure bucking hard, right into one of John's thrust. The extra force onto his prostate caused him to shoot pre onto the bed below him, and cover John's hand in slick pre, which he began to use to paw off the hard husky.
Carter began to moan more frequently now, not only due to the fondling of his cock and balls, but also due to the quicker thrusts from John. Carter found himself pushing back onto the impaling cock and meeting it halfway, the sensations overwhelming. Each pounding thrust from John shot a new wave of pleasure through his being, radiating out form his tail hole, and spreading out to his arms.
Carter began breathing faster and faster, panting hard, as John's knot began to catch in Carter's still tight tail hole. After a few more thrusts, the swelling bulb caught inside the husky, causing him to yelp in pain as John pulled back for another thrust, tugging on the huge organ.
John cried out as he started to cum, howling, and rubbing his paw along Carter's cock and knot, so fast it was a blur. Carter let out more and more yip as he was pleasured form both sides, and pretty soon, the combination of all the sensations made him cum too, knot flaring wide as he howled loudly, and sprayed his own spunk into the sheets below, leaving yet another stain on the well-used sheets.
Carter collapsed onto the bed, his stomach lying on the warm, sticky mess he'd made seconds ago, panting hard, but slower, with a dazed, and satisfied grin on his face. Above him, John lay on top of the spent husky, also enjoying the afterglow of the moment, seed still flowing, though much more slowly now.
After ten minutes or so, John's knot had deflated enough, he pulled out of Carter, who whined at the absence of the thick organ, but protested no further. John pulled off a handful of tissue paper from a nearby box on the wall, and wiped his junk off. He also wiped up the leaking mess he'd made in Carter, making the husky moan at the anal stimulation.
"Well, that was fun." John started, getting dressed. "Hope to see you again next time. I'm here on Fridays." He said, as he pulled on his shirt, and exited the room, grinning all the way.
A few minutes later, the door opened again, but Carter was asleep by this time.
A deep, gruff voice said "Well, well well.... What do we have here?" while staring at the husky's raised lower half.
END