Under Lock And Key 2.5
NOTE: This story contains shameless M/M furry sex. Under 18's or those who offend easily should not read this fic under any circumstances. You have been warned.
*Wags tail playfully*
Greetings yall!
This is the third part of my first ever yiffy story 'Under Lock and Key', but I thought I would do something different with this one, so think of it as a stand alone from the main series.
If you have any comments (no flames if possible), they would be greatly welcomed.
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Under Lock and Key 2.5
"You have lost your mind, haven't you?"
"What? I'm just throwing a small get together. How could I not? Look at this gift I've been given. I'm gonna make sure it's put to good use," Saxon grinned, flashing his pearly canines as he continued his work out, doing push ups against the polished floor. The wolf was dressed in a pair of faded jeans and a tight vest that hugged his muscular frame, highlighting every twitching muscle hidden beneath the thick grey fur.
His fellow occupant, a black fox dressed in a tight suit that gripped his lithe frame, rolled his eyes as he continued to watch the wolf, looking down at his friend from the arm of the black leather couch that dominated one side of the room. "Well, it'd better be worth it is all I'm saying. You think I haven't got better things to do than gawp at your latest twinky pet?"
"You're kidding me right? Have you seen this pup? Trust me my little foxy friend, you won't be disappointed." Saxon grunted as he stood up from the floor, a thin line of sweat glistening on his brow. The fox budged over as the larger wolf collapsed on top of the couch, looking up at the vulpine with half-lidded eyes.
"You really don't see anything wrong or reckless about this? I mean everyone knows you can be irresponsible sometimes but this is not like you at all. What if people come looking for this kid?"
Saxon batted the question away with a flick of his paw "They won't. This boy ain't got anyone looking for him. Not anyone he would want to find him at least. Trust me Jack"
Jack sighed. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the leather cushion. He let his body slide down until he was lying in-between Saxon's wide-spreaded legs, allowing his tail to wrap itself around the front of his body and rest in his lap, petting it. "You know I do. Just be careful, please."
Saxon looked down and smirked at the fox, his head resting on the wolf's firm chest. "Oh I will be. And if not, you'll be here to cover for me."
"I suppose I don't really have a choice in that, do I?"
"Nope."
Saxon laid his head back down and wrapped his arms around the fox's lithe body. He placed his paws together over Jacks chest and looked up at the ceiling, holding the fox in a firm but gentle hug. Jack gave a soft purr of pleasure and closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of Saxon's soft fur.
After a few moments, Jack spoke up. "Do you want me to give Colin a call?"
"Who?"
The fox's muzzle broke into a smirk."Colin, you remember? He owns that shop that sells...personal equipment, if you know what I mean?"
Saxon's tail thumped against the couch at the thought. "Oh, you naughty little fox"
"What, you think your the only person with kinks?" Jack's tongue licked over his lips, his own tail thumping against Saxon's thigh excitedly.
"In that case, my kinky fox, I think you should give Colin a call. But for now, I want you to answer a question" Saxon reached underneath Jack's body and took a firm hold of the fox's tail, preventing it from moving at its own accord.
"Hmm?"
"Why have we never gone all the way?"
Jack's face suddenly flushed, and the once confident fox looked up at the wolf with wide eyes. "What? I... I dunno... I... I thought...Well..."
Saxon shifted his body, pressing himself against the fox's back whilst tightening his grip and preventing Jack from sitting up. "It's just been puzzling me, that we can have a conversation like this, and talk about involving kinky friends, and yet despite the years we've known each other we've never...done it" the wolf flashed his teeth and was delighted when he felt the smaller fox begin to tremble in his embrace.
Jack tried to look away from Saxon's predatory stare, but it was pointless. "Well...you've never...I've never..."
"Oh come on Jack! You think I haven't noticed all those shy little glances, the way your tail hikes up that little bit higher whenever I'm near? You can't hide it Jack. Your sweet little scent is all the proof I need" the wolf giggled as he pressed his claws slightly into the fox's tummy, scratching at the fabric of his jacket.
"Well... I... I just didn't know... You never talked about it, said anything." Jack squeaked as he felt the wolf's claws prick at the buttons of his jacket, unbuttoning it slowly whilst keeping the fox tightly in his grip.
"Neither did you, but I didn't really need you too." Saxon finished unbuttoning the fox's jacket, kneading at the soft tummy through his shirt. He let go with one arm and gripped the fox's chin, lifting his muzzle up until they were nose to nose. "Do you think about me when you jerk off?" he asked softly.
Jack stared into the wolf's brilliant green eyes, lifting his leg to try to cover up the growing stiffness in his loins, his face getting even redder through his fur. "Um..."
Saxon lifted Jack's muzzle, pulled his lips close to his and kissed him, long and hard. The fox let out a gasp that came out more like a soft eep, before resigning all control to the dominant wolf. It didn't take long for the fox's lips to part, allowing the wolf's tongue full access, muzzles grinding together tightly.
They both pulled away slowly. Jack was stunned, chest heaving as he tried to get his breath back. He bit his lower lip and looked into the wolfs piercing green eyes, seeing his own reflection in them. His blood was boiling, hormones raging as he felt the wolf's paw slowly stoke down his leg, trembling with need. His legs parted involuntarily as the big paw finally reached in-between his legs, taking his fox-hood in a firm squeeze that caused his back to arch, the room now reaking of musk.
Keeping the fox held tight, Saxon reached down at popped the button off the fox's pants, before latching a claw into the zipper and slowly pulling it down. His grin widened as the scent of aroused fox increased, realising that the fox wasn't wearing underwear as his paw gripped bare sheath.
Jack moaned as the wolf took a firm hold of his cock, hardening and dripping as the wolf began to stroke along its length.
Saxon chuckled at how easily the once confident and suave fox melted at his touch, feeling how warm and leaky the fox cock felt against his leathery pads. Jack black fur bristled at the intense feeling, body trembling as the wolf pulled him up further onto his chest and allowing him to slip the fox's pants completely off.
By now Jack was completely erect, fox-hood dripping copious amounts of precum into the wolfs paw, soaking the fur. He was only vaguely aware of Saxon shifting underneath him before he suddenly found himself face down on the leather couch, muzzle pressed down by a firm grip around his neck. The sound of a zipper caused his ears to press down against his skull as he realized what the wolf had planned.
Without saying a word, Saxon unzipped his jeans allowing his ample shaft to spring out into the cool air. Hard as a rod, the wolf took a firm grip of the fox's tail, hiking it up and out of the way and feeling the smaller canid tremble underneath him.
Jack's muzzle cracked open in a moan as he felt a single digit push against his opening, slowly forcing its way into the tight passage without any form of lubrication. Flecks of drool dripped onto the leather couch as a second wolfy digit pressed in to join the first, spreading the fox open. Saxon grinned as he slowly moved his fingers inside the warm confines of the fox, loosening up for what was about to come.
Without warning, the fingers pulled out completely leaving the fox feeling suddenly empty. This was replaced however by the hot press of Saxon's head as he ground against the fox's entrance.
"Ready foxy?" the wolf whispered. Jack nodded his head rapidly, and that was all that was needed.
Grasping the dangling shaft tightly and wrapping himself around the fox's lithe frame, Saxon positioned himself and thrust forward hard. In one single stroke, the wolfs entire length forced its way into the fox's tight warmth. Jack's body locked rigid at the explosion of pain from his rear end, harsh yips escaping his throat as Saxon took the fox's ruff into a tight mating bite. Thrusting into him, the wolf started a steady rhythm of pistoning into the smaller canid, breathing harshly through his nose. His pads worked the fox's shaft roughly, squeezing the already inflated knot as precum continued to soak his paw fur.
Saxon felt his arousal building quickly, and dug his claws into Jack's thigh as his knot banged against the still tight tail hole. Drips of blood trickled from the fox's scruff as the wolfs teeth penetrated the skin, as Saxon's thighs drove the fox into the couch, paw still gripping Jack's cock.
With a guttural growl of dominance, Saxon forced his knot into the tight channel, the sudden warmth and pressure sending him over the edge as his cock spasmed and erupted, filling the fox up with his seed.
Jack's howl filled the room as his own orgasm hit, thrusting against the wolfs paw as he drenched his tummy and shirt with fox cum. He felt Saxon collapse on top of him, the wolfs knot keeping the held together. With a contented mewl, the fox closed his eyes as he felt the wolfs tongue matting down the fur between his ears.
After several minutes content silence, Saxon spoke up.
"You think that was good. Wait until you get a look at my little pet"
Jack wiggled under the weight of the wolf on top of him, and looked into his half-lidded eyes. "After that performance, I can't wait" he replied, voice barely above a whisper.
"Believe me," the wolf grinned, teeth bared. "It'll be a night to remember"
To be continued...