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New Friends (Chapter 4a)

Well, here's another. By the way, if you were just reading the previous ones for the hopes of steamy sex, this chapter oughta appease your voracious libido... Conversely, if you actually care about why these characters from totally unrelated movies are together, might I suggest reading the previous ones? It might make a little more sense. Enjoy anyways, this'll be my first real shot at doing a good long yiff piece so hopefully all goes well. Kyle Yet again, I don't own any of the characters portrayed within the story, nor am I using them for any monetary profit... Just a little fun. They're copyright to Universal Studios, United Artists, and Don Bluth. ****

Grinning so wide his face seemed split in two, Charlie bounded ahead of Balto, kicking up small puffs of snow at the older wolf. His brown/gold fur glinted in the sunlight as the sun reflected off of small droplets of water stuck to his fur; to Balto's dreary eyes he seemed to be covered in rainbows. "Like a rainbow in the dark!" Balto sung quietly to himself, and then shook his head in confusion. Where the hell had that come from? It wasn't even dark out anymore... Gods he was tired. Laughing a little, he shook off the snow and gave an extra burst of speed, breaking the dogs behind him out of their lethargy. Ralph gave a little stumble, but soon regained his footing and they sped along, matching Charlie for speed. "Aw, come on, is that all you got?" Charlie asked in a laughing voice, grinning again. Cutting in front of Balto, he wagged his tail sharply, spraying Balto with water droplets, and then put on a final burst of speed, springing away towards Nome. Balto merely chuckled and grinned, slowing down a little with a collective sigh of relief from the dogs behind him. Rolling his eyes, he set sights on Nome, and with a tired determination angled himself towards the main street. However, his focus didn't remain on Nome for long. Picking out Charlie from the snowy landscape with ease, he found himself watching the bigger dog's lithe and sexy body bounding along gracefully and effortlessly. Charlie may deny it all he wants, Balto thought, but he has got one sexy ass. The shepherd's tail wagged back and forth in time with his run, and Balto found himself staring between those powerful thighs at the big fuzzy black balls bounced back and forth. Balto found himself mentally envisioning what else hung between Charlie's thighs, and didn't realize anything was wrong until Kirby yanked on his tail with his teeth. Balto swung around in irritation, startled out of his reverie... And noticed that he'd been drooling; the wind had swept it back into Kirby's face. Laughing nervously, he muttered "Sorry, thought I smelled food...". Once the dogs pulled up in front of the postal office, their sled was quickly unloaded and the dogs unlaced from their tethers, free to go their own ways. Freed of his own harness, Balto staggered slightly, unused to the ease of walking without dragging a heavy load behind him. Weaving side to side slightly, he yawned widely, exhausted from the run. He had been leading the mail team all bloody night, and the musher had been pushing them hard; apparently there was something important in the mail today. Balto didn't know, and Balto didn't care. All he wanted now was some sleep. Yawning again, he wagged his long, bushy gray tail, day-dreaming of a nice soft blanket to sleep on. Groaning slightly, he forced his tired limbs into motion, walking off slowly in the direction of his old boat. Strangely enough, he couldn't see Charlie; usually him and Itchy greeted him when he came in. However, Balto didn't think too hard on it; thinking was an exercise for him at that moment. Ignoring his surroundings, he walked, head down and tail drooped limply, and after several intolerable minutes finally reached his boat. Walking up the gangway, he made a line for his blanket, and then crashed hard on it, snoring slightly before his head even hit the ground. However, his sleep didn't last long. Balto awoke to a gentle, warm feeling on his face. Groaning slightly, he turned in to it, enjoying the warmth, but it soon stopped. Disappointed, he cracked his eyes open slightly, and there in front of him was Charlie! Jerking back slightly in surprise, Balto opened his eyes fully, and saw that, by the looks of the sun, it wasn't even past midday yet. "Grnmm... Damn, Charlie... Why'd you wake me up?" he mumbled sleepily, glaring a little at the german shepherd. However, Charlie just sprouted a devilish grin, eyes lighting up, and gave Balto a lick across the muzzle. "Oh, I think you're gonna want to be awake for this one, pup!" he laughed, flicking his wide tongue across Balto's dark lips. Wagging his tail slightly, he continued lapping at Balto's mouth until the wolf opened up and let his own tongue out slowly, sharing a deep and sensual kiss. Looking Balto straight in the eyes, he saw that Balto was now wide awake, looking back at Charlie, sun glinting like fire in his beautiful golden eyes. His eyes... Charlie had always found them entrancing; he had never seen anything like them ever before in his life. The way the light danced playfully deep in his eyes, making them appear almost on fire themselves, that was gorgeous; the way they seemed to light up when Balto smiled was enough to melt Charlie's heart. Gently pulling his muzzle away, Balto grinned up at Charlie, staring into the mutt's wide, smiling eyes. "Well, what exactly did you have in mind?" he asked, grinning seductively and licking gently at the underside of Charlie's golden muzzle. He took a quick look around, but Charlie seemed to read his mind, and answered the question on Balto's mind before he could speak it. "Don't worry, pal... Itchy's here. He's tired; he decided not to partake in our... Well, whatever happens. Come on, he's right beside you!" Charlie exclaimed, rolling his eyes. "And as for you... Just sit there and look pretty; you're tired, so I will take care of you." Looking at Balto, he added "Well, there is one thing... Roll onto your back, will ya?" Seeing Balto's sudden hesitation, he smirked. "Aw, come on, ya scared? Relax..." Hesitantly, Balto rolled over, suddenly feeling awash with embarrassment. Initially, he clasped his hind legs tightly together, but that didn't last long. Charlie merely rolled his eyes, and wedged his muzzle in, prying Balto's legs apart. Now, he took a moment to examine his prize. The wolf's large, fur-shrouded orbs drew his eyes; they were so big! 'Man,' Charlie thought, 'He really needs to get his rocks off!' "Balto, when was the last time you screwed?" Charlie asked somewhat insensitively, smiling again. "Jeeesus, these things are big!" Flicking out his tongue, Charlie gave Balto's balls a little tongue bath, but his gaze was drawn away from the sperm-filled testes by a sudden pulsing he noticed, just a little in front of them. Balto's long gray sheath was swelling noticeably, thickening out as his cock began to swell. "Well, well, what d'ya got here?" Charlie murred seductively, lowering his nose to Balto's sheathed member. Flaring his nostrils, Charlie inhaled deeply, drinking in Balto's powerful male musk, and he felt a pulsing stirring deep in his own loins. However, his focus was Balto's pleasure, not his own in this case. Lapping up and down the length of Balto's furry sheath, he gently pressed his teeth around the opening and pushed back, exposing Balto's growing cock to the warm moist cavern of Charlie's mouth. Suckling gently, he looked up at Balto's face, and saw a look of utter bliss; Balto's eyes were closed partways and his mouth was slightly open, tongue lolling out to the side. Sucking more strongly, he pushed the furry sheath back all the way, popping Balto's expanding knot out before it could swell in his sheath and cause discomfort. Starting to rhythmically bob his head up and down, Charlie was rewarded with the first shot of Balto's clear and salty pre, and swirled it around his mouth briefly. However, he had never been one for savouring the flavour; he wanted it all and he wanted it now, so he swallowed quickly and continued his bobbing, gently wrapping his tongue around the underside of Balto's swelling knot. Suddenly, Charlie felt a gentle paw pushing him away. Taking a final slurp of Balto's long cock, he withdrew, allowing the glistening rod to slap back down to Balto's abdomen, squirting intermittent shots of pre-jizz. Looking at Balto in confusion, he saw that Balto's eyes were focused not on his face, but something... A little further back. Grinning suddenly, Charlie turned slightly, allowing Balto a better view of his own throbbing member, bouncing slightly with each pulse of Charlie's heart. Balto's heart pounded even faster at the sight of Charlie's cock. He had never felt so turned on in his life, not even when he was with Jenna, as he did now, watching Charlie's long pinkish-red cock swinging up and down to the beat of Charlie's heart. Taking a moment to admire it, he was struck by how beautiful it was, how beautiful the dog who possessed it was. Starting from Charlie's pulled-back fuzzy golden sheath, a largish knot led directly to the a beautiful swollen middle, shrinking down slowly in girth from that point up until the pointy, dripping tip. Balto felt he had never seen something so beautiful before, and he knew he had to have it. "C'mere, Charlie..." he murred, words literally dripping with lust. The shep caught on quick, and in an instant, he was standing over Balto's face, rock-hard rod dripping pre over the wolf's opened muzzle. "Mmm..." Balto murmured, flicking the tip with his tongue. His flick caused Charlie's cock to bob up and down slightly, and also brought on a large squirt of pre from Charlie's red meat, splattering across Balto's muzzle and chest. 'What a waste... I'll have to do something about that!' Balto thought, and without further ado raised his muzzle up and took half of Charlie's throbbing length into his mouth. The experience for Balto was unlike anything he had ever done before. His only sexual contact with a male had been giving himself a suck on a lonesome night, but this! This was so much better... Charlie's thick cock throbbed as it squirted pre-jizz onto his tongue, and Balto gulped it down as fast as it could come out. He could feel it swelling as he sucked, growing quickly to a very similar size to his own, maybe even a little bigger (and that's no easy feat!). His sensitive tongue could make out every square centimetre of Charlie's massive tool; he could feel the veins pulsing with life as well as he could feel the shots of pre squirting down it's length. It literally felt like he had died and gone to heaven... And then it got better. Growling loudly from the sudden stimulation, Charlie began panting immediately. It had been far too long since he had gotten a good suck, and Balto, novice though he was, had an excellent muzzle. Shifting his hips a little, he stopped himself from thrusting into Balto's mouth; after all, it was his first time, and he was tired! However, as the amazing sensation grew around his own cock, Charlie once again turned to the magnificent rod before him, still squirting out clear shots of pre every second few seconds. Bending his muzzle down towards the tip, a sudden unexpected shot caught him across the muzzle and in the nose, and suddenly his sense of smell was overpowered by wolf. All he could smell was wolf jizz, and that made him crave Balto's precious juices all the more. Opening wide, he dove down on the abundant rod with a vengeance, sucking for all he was worth while wrapping his tongue around over and over again. Gasping loudly around his mouth-and-a-half-full, Balto closed his muzzle slightly as the sudden oral stimulation hit his groin, and his teeth grazed Charlie's cock slightly. This elicited a deep, powerful growl from Charlie, but neither of them stopped, and Balto carefully licked around the tiny scratches he had made in Charlie's hypersensitive rod, before continuing with his previous head bobbing. However, as he felt the fire of orgasm building deep within his loins, he began to thrust his hips upwards, slowly at first but with ever increasing velocity until his cock was a shiny red blur in and out of Charlie's muzzle. At this, Charlie gave up on self-restraint and began fucking back, thrusting his powerful hips at break-neck speeds, ramming his cock deep down Balto's throat again and again. Both knew they couldn't last too much longer, but both were determined that they should not be the one to blow first. Grunting around each other's tools, they struggled with the pressure building up down under, trying to delay the inevitable, but both knew it was in vain. With a muted howl, Balto blew first, ramming his rod into Charlie's muzzle until the knot was just pressing against his sharp teeth. Thrusting hard several times, the wolf felt a sudden explosion of pleasure, and with that he began to blow his huge load of hot, thin lupine jizz straight down Charlie's gullet.

Charlie felt the first jets shoot straight down his throat, and pulled back until the tip of Balto's cock was resting on his tongue, not wanting to miss out on the wolf's sure-to-be exciting, wild flavour; he wasn't disappointed! Wrapping a paw around Balto's massive, pulsing knot he began to milk the massive rod for all it had, and was rewarded with shot after shot of Balto's sweet, tangy seed. The flavour, the feeling, all of it conspired against Charlie at this moment, and with a bark he began to blow his own load, thrusting rapidly up against Balto's sharp teeth.

Balto was in a daze of euphoria at this point, but he still realized the instant Charlie really started cumming. Pulling back just as Charlie had, he reached up and wrapped a paw around the base of Charlie's knot, massaging the massive bulb of flesh while sucking hard, and was again granted shot after shot of Charlie's own thin, potent canine brew. Growling lustily around the massive slab of dog meat in his mouth, Balto began gulping down the jizz, but Charlie's rapid-fire shots quickly became too much for him, and it began running out of his mouth in little streams to form little waterfalls at the corners of his muzzle.

At this point, Itchy must have been awake, for he finally spoke up, saying "Oh come on, are you getting any of that in your mouth!?" Sidling a little closer, he began lapping at the corners of Balto's muzzle, his own cock pulsing a little in his sheath as he drank down his best friend's jizz. Balto welcomed the soft tongue on the side of his muzzle; it felt nice, and also meant that none of Charlie's precious load was going to waste.

Finally, both of them came down off of their orgasms, panting harshly in their chests as they continued to suck the other's generous endowment, milking out the post-orgasmic fluids while gently rubbing behind their engorged knots. However, as Balto licked and suckled gently on the tip of Charlie's beautiful cock, he felt a sudden wall of exhaustion crash into him like a brick wall, and with a final lick of Charlie's long rod he withdrew his muzzle from between the muscular tan thighs, resting his head back upon his old blanket.

Charlie looked back briefly at Balto, and then realized why he had stopped. 'Ah, poor guy...' thought Charlie, going back to his attentions on Balto's own meat. He withdrew his muzzle after a few more licks, and turned his attention to his own shrinking member. Giving it a few quick licks to speed its return into its furry hiding places, he turned back to Balto and planted a deep kiss on Balto's furry gray muzzle. "Whoa man... For a novice, you're pretty good, kid..." he panted, grinning down insolently at Balto.

Balto laughed tiredly, sticking out his jizz-sticky tongue. Charlie was more than happy to give it a lick or two; he had always enjoyed his own flavour. "Thanks..." Balto murmured, eyelids beginning to sink lower. At Charlie's confused look, he continued. "For this... For everything... For being you. Thank you, Charlie B. Barkin... I love you..." he murred softly, struggling against the onslaught of sleep.

Looking down on Balto with kind eyes, Charlie smiled gently. "Any time, kid. You pack a nice piece!" he exclaimed, raising an eyebrow suggestively. However, his face turned semi-serious again, and he finished with "And I love you too... And you, my vertically challenged friend,", looking at Itchy. Balto smiled and nodded in the dachshund's direction, too tired to move. Closing his eyes gently, the last thing he saw was Charlie's smiling face, and he felt suddenly was struck by an onslaught of love, love for Charlie, love for Itchy, and just love of life at that moment. Loving thoughts in head, he drifted off to sleep, happy and sated.

A quick note on this story... As you can tell by the title, this story isn't completed; I still have one more big yiff planned for this particular story (not the series, just this chapter), but I am currently too lazy to even begin, and posting this one makes me feel like I'm actually accomplishing something... So enjoy! And round two (part b) will cum eventually! Have faith! Also... For anyone who caught onto the rainbow quote, what can I say? I'm a fan... RIP RJD!