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Title: Together Author: alaitallon/Kristin Davis

Warnings: M/M sex

The characters Blacktop and Yaru belong to lucario212121 @ Furaffinity.

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Pale sunlight, tinted blue in the early morning haze, filtered in through the cabin window. A cool fog crouched along the ground as the crickets and cicadas, long since up and about, continued their daily anthem to the sun.

Yaru, the wolf's eyes still closed and unseeing in his half-awake state, began to shift in his bed. The cool morning air chilled him, even with the thick golden and black fur covering his shoulders, and he unthinking moved a paw down to yank his covers back over them. His paw pads brushed against something warm and furry, something that didn't belong to him. With a snort of surprise, his eyes opened, and he swam back into wakefulness. As he did, be became aware of the large and still form nestled in behind him. A thick arm wrapped around his waist, loose but comforting, and a muzzle breathed warm, moist air on the nape of his neck in slow breaths. With increasing awareness, Yaru also felt the legs bent to curve with his own and, most of all, the hot and firm shape resting just at his tail.

The night prior came flooding back to Yaru. He thought of the bonfire, where he'd made new friends. He thought of the coyote, Mikey, that had caught his interest. The memory of Blacktop, his dearest friend, asking Yaru just how long he'd been fancying men sprang forth, with the memory of Blacktop's gentle instruction and guidance in the ways of love following close behind. The husky's tongue in his mouth, the feel of a paw at his groin, a firm shaft easing into his tight tail hole, the elation of his own hot cum spurting deep inside Blacktop's ass . . . All of these things flickered through Yaru's mind in an instant, causing a surge of mixed emotions.

Yaru looked over his shoulder, feeling almost guilty, to see Blacktop sleeping behind him, his breath coming out in soft snores. The blue and black husky appeared still deep in slumber, and Yaru remembered all the way back to their younger days just how late the dog liked to sleep when he could, especially after a night of adventures and carousing. Yaru gave an affectionate smile, cherishing the dog's loyalty over the years, but his mind was still a jumble of feelings right now. Gently, moving with as much care as he could manage, Yaru untangled himself from Blacktop's arms and legs, managing to roll out of bed. He paused, waiting to see if his friend would stir, but the dog only gave a sleepy snort and resumed snoring.

The wolf rose, stretching his stiff muscles and having to hold in a yawn that surely would have woken his friend. As the jumble of emotions came to the surface in his mind, the wolf found himself feeling restless and stir-crazy. He suppressed a soft whine of anxiety as he pulled on a pair of shorts lying discarded by the bedside, forgotten until now. Yaru's gaze flicked to the view from the cabin window, a blanket of fog creeping along the ground in the early morning light. No one appeared to be about, and after a moment's hesitation, the wolf decided some fresh air would do his cluttered mind some good. He took great care not to make the squeaky hinges creak as he shut the door behind him, but they still let out a squeal that made him wince. He pricked his ears forward for any sign of Blacktop stirring, but after hearing nothing but the insects in the trees, he relaxed.

The coolness of the morning air surprised him, turning the wolf's breath into puffs of "smoke" as he meandered down towards the lakeshore. Mist shrouded the surface of the lake, making it impossible to see the opposite side anymore, leaving the cabin to feel even more isolated and alone. The sounds of the lake lapping at the shore mixed with the refreshing smell of fresh water and moist soil.

The dock, a rented jet ski bobbing next to it, loomed in the mist, appearing like a once forgotten memory as Yaru approached. His long canine claws clumped on the old wood as he padded to the edge and lowered himself to sit, his paws dangling into the chilly water. He let out a long sigh, allowing himself to think.

Though he had struggled with his feelings for several years now, after last night, Yaru knew he had no other option than to admit to himself that he was interested in men. He had kept these feelings down, almost filled with shame, even though his best friend seemed to have no qualms about being open about his sexuality. Yaru's ears flicked back and he stared into the water. If only he had that kind of courage, the kind it took to be himself and not care what anyone else said or thought. Being shy simply was a part of the wolf's nature, and he knew what kind of challenge loomed before him if he wanted to be true to himself. Being gay still wasn't truly accepted right now, as backwards as that seemed.

He also felt torn in his feelings for both Mikey, the kind coyote he had been so fascinated by last night, and for Blacktop, his oldest and best friend. He liked Mikey, that much was true, but he and Blacktop went back to when they were no more than pups playing soldiers in their backyards. Yet Blacktop was never the type to settle down, Yaru knew. The husky flitted from partner to partner, rarely committing to any long term. He loved his freedom too much. Would he be a fool to hope for Blacktop to want him? Would he just be putting himself in the position to be yet another partner in a long line of exes? The wolf let out a low whine and put his face in his palms. If only things weren't so complicated!

The sound of another pair of paws on the old wood startled him out of his reflecting. He whirled around, the fur on the back of his neck springing up. Blacktop stood there, naked as the day he was whelped, yet he didn't seem to mind. His expression was a mixture of concern and grogginess. Apparently the husky had noticed his absence and come looking for him without waiting.

Yaru turned his gaze away, not wanting to make eye contact. "What are you doing out here?" he asked, watching as a fish swam to investigate one of his toes.

"I could ask you the same thing," Blacktop said, rubbing his upper arms a little to warm up. "I was surprised when I didn't feel your fuzzy butt up against me anymore. Something the matter?"

Yaru felt guilty, even though he had no reason to be, and shook his head. "I just . . . I dunno. I needed to think, I guess."

Without asking, Blacktop lowered himself down to sit on the dock next to the wolf. Yaru still avoided his gaze, but his ears kept flicking back in his direction. "You wanna talk about it?" the husky asked. Yaru's first impulse was to just clam up. He held things in to himself by nature. Surely one more issue wouldn't make a difference. After all, he didn't want to burden his friend with his insecurities. But that was when Blacktop put an arm around his shoulders and nuzzled into his neck, whispering, "You know I'm always here for you, right? You're my best friend."

It was like a dam burst inside of him. His thoughts and feelings started flowing out of him in a torrent of words. His best friend listened, gently stroking his shoulder and saying nothing, nodding in all the right places. It felt overwhelming hearing so much from the wolf at once, considering he was often so quiet, but he took in every word.

"I just don't know what to do right now, Blacktop," Yaru finally said, beginning to run out of steam as tears trickled down his cheeks. "It's so much to think about. All I know is that . . . that I think I love you." Realizing what he had just said, Yaru turned his head away, aghast, but Blacktop took a gentle paw and turned him back to face him. Yaru trembled, looking into his friend's gentle eyes, nearly looking terrified.

"Look at me, Yaru," he said, his voice gentle but firm as he spoke slowly. "You look like I'm about to bite your face off. Just take a deep breath. That's it, breathe in. Now breathe out. Good, now look at me. Yaru, I have always loved you. You are my best friend. I will never hurt you, not in a million years. Do you know why I keep wandering from guy to guy?" The wolf shook his head. "Because none of them are you."

He leaned in, finally, and kissed him, gentle and sweet. Their noses touched, and Yaru felt himself wrapping his arms around the husky's neck, never wanting to let go. He felt the kiss become deeper, more sensual, as Blacktop extended his soft tongue into his muzzle. He kissed back, feeling Blacktop's tongue explore his own, sliding along his teeth and cheeks in soft, velvety motions. Yaru whimpered, feeling a pressure begin to build up in his groin, and Blacktop slowly broke the kiss to look down. Yaru's black cock had started easing itself out of his sheath, tenting his shorts.

The wolf began to hide it with both paws, embarrassed with himself, but Blacktop gently took his paws in both hands and moved them away. "When will you realize that you don't have to be afraid of me?" Blacktop asked, his voice soft and a smile on his face. "All I want to do right now is make you feel amazing. Here, scoot back and lie down, Yaru." The wolf looked apprehensive, but Blacktop leaned him back and started tugging at his shorts. Yaru moved to help him, but Blacktop once more grabbed his paw.

"Just relax. This is for you, friend. This is all for you. You don't have to do anything but lay back and enjoy yourself. Look at the clouds, maybe, and listen to the water. This will relax you."

With a soft whimper, Yaru lay back down, letting Blacktop do as he wanted. He pulled the shorts the rest of the way off and set them on the dock next to them. Yaru flexed his footpaws, feeling tense and worried still. Seeing him fidget, Blacktop took one of the paws in his hands and began to gently massage it. He worked his clawed fingers into the arch of the paw, kneading out the tension he felt there. He worked along the pads, feeling how rough they were, and leaned in his muzzle to lick them. At first, Yaru squirmed, ticklish, but Blacktop continued, working from his heel to his arch to the pad of his foot to his clawed toes. His tongue lapped in between the toes, massaging them and making Yaru let out a "ruff" of pleasure. Glancing down, Blacktop could see the erection peeking out from the sheath even more, halfway out.

He moved to the other paw, moving a hand to gently rub that leg's calf as well. Yaru murred, his tail wagging slowly, and wiggled his toes in pleasure. As Blacktop knelt on the dock, he felt a stirring between his legs as well. His morning wood began to reassert itself, raising up out of its sheath regardless of the cool air. It throbbed slightly, and Blacktop resisted a whine of need. Seeing his friend enjoying himself so much was a turn on in itself for him. A born romantic, Blacktop loved to please.

Once he felt that Yaru's pawpads were once more soft and supple from his massaging and licking, he moved a paw down to gently stroke a finger along Yaru's shaft. The wolf's eyes snapped open with surprise, but a strong paw held him down to keep him from moving. "Just relax," Blacktop repeated, giving the half-erect shaft a squeeze.

He leaned down, leaving Yaru's paws on his shoulders, and stuck his muzzle into Yaru's crotch. His cold, wet nose gave Yaru another jolt, but he held still, peeking down to see what his friend was up to. Blacktop inhaled deeply, taking in the strong scent of his lover's musk. The scent of Yaru's arousal mixed with his own personal scent, creating an ambrosia of smells for the husky to enjoy. His nose travelled along the tight tail hole, along the furry balls (now tight against his body in the chill air), and up along the sheath and shaft. He inhaled the distinctive scent of cock and closed his eyes to savor it.

Slowly, he stuck a soft tongue out and began lapping at the base of the shaft, easing up all the way to the hard tip. Yaru let out a soft moan and a drop of precum oozed from the tip and onto Blacktop's tongue. More of his shaft began to ease out of the sheath, rising to attention, and Blacktop continued giving leisurely strokes with his warm tongue. Slow and steady, the cock gave a throb as the knot began to swell and the full length was under Blacktop's tongue. Yaru's tail swished with each lick and he closed his eyes as he lay back to enjoy the attention.

Blacktop leaned forward further and eased the tip of Yaru's cock past his lips. The wolf gave another moan of encouragement, and Blacktop slid the length into his muzzle. He started with very shallow strokes, just sucking and lapping at the sensitive tip, and each stroke elicited another bead of precum onto his waiting tongue. His muzzle began to dip lower and lower with each bob of his head, until his lips wrapped around the top of the wolf's large knot, which pulsed with every heartbeat. He let out an "mmmm" of enjoyment as he took a moment to enjoy the taste and texture of a large cock in his mouth, extending into his throat, and he had to hold Yaru down to keep him from squirming away. Yaru whimpered, his hips thrusting involuntarily up into Blacktop's throat, and the husky grinned.

Without warning, he slid the cock from his mouth and sat up, gripping the wolf's legs to keep his ankles on his shoulders. Yaru's eyes opened, and he saw Blacktop inching himself closer, his own erection hard and leaking profusely. His eyes met that of his friend as the husky pressed that same cock against his waiting tail hole. Gently, easily, he nudged the tip in, giving time for Yaru's near-virgin ass to adjust to what essentially was an intruder.

He very slowly edged himself in, starting with very short strokes and easing into deeper ones as he felt the tight ass loosen and open up for him. As his cock began to make it halfway in, he reached down with one hand, the other still gripping Yaru's hips, and began stroking the wet, black cock in time with his thrusts. This helped considerably, as he felt Yaru relax more with pleasure. He moaned, his tongue lolling out of his muzzle. Blacktop's cock sank in even further, now to just above the thick knot. Getting that in would take some practice, he thought, but this is good for now.

Picking up the pace, Blacktop began thrusting into Yaru's tight ass, building up a rhythm. He watched his friend's expression of utter relaxation and pleasure as he pumped into him, and the view turned him on even more. He breathed deeply, closing his own eyes as he lost himself into the rhythm. Yaru began panting, his cock twitching with pleasure as precum soaked his belly fur.

"How do you like it," Blacktop whispered, beginning to pant himself with exertion. "You like having my cock in your ass?"

"Ohhhh yes," Yaru moaned, his eyes still closed as he practically writhed. "Yes, yes, I love it."

"Mmmm, then let's see how you like having my knot in your ass, too," Blacktop said, and he gave a deep thrust. Yaru's eyes flew open and he howled in pleasure as the husky's knot slammed into him with a soft and squishy "pop!" He felt himself completely filled and stretched by cock, and his hips bucked in barely contained pleasure that he'd never known until now. Yet Blacktop wouldn't slow down, his own need taking a life of its own as he began thrusting against his friend's ass. His furry balls, now looser with his built up body heat, slapped against Yaru's ass cheeks with every thrust.

Yaru dug his claws into the wood of the dock, leaving deep grooves that future campers would wonder about in awe. His back arched and he let out a deep moan, unable to contain himself any longer. Though Blacktop held his hips steady, he bucked against him. Cum flew from the tip of his cock in spurt after spurt as his cock pulsated with his orgasm. It soaked into his chest fur and a drop even pelted Yaru in the face, so great was his climax. The strong muscles of his already tight ass clenched around Blacktop's cock like a vice, and it was all too much for the canine. With one final thrust, he jammed himself deep into Yaru, all the way up to his sheath, and let out a howl that surely people across the lake would hear. Semen pumped into Yaru's ass, filling it up like water from a faucet. Blacktop became aware that his paws gripped Yaru's hips so tightly that he had nearly broken the skin. There would definitely be a bruise there, underneath the fur.

Yaru twitched, his cock still pumping out small spurts of cum onto his belly, but his breathing began to slow as he felt the knot in Blacktop's cock shrinking. Blacktop panted, slowly sliding his cock out of Yaru, followed by a dribble of cum that leaked from his friend's filled ass. Yaru slowly opened his eyes, looking first up into the half-lidded eyes of his friend, and then down to the mess he'd created on his chest and belly fur. Surprised, he licked a drop of cum from his own cheek.

"How do you taste," Blacktop said with a tired smile. Yaru smacked his lips a little, thinking, then nodded.

"Not too bad. I can see why you like it," he said, smiling back. Blacktop began to get to his feet and extended a paw to help Yaru up.

"Up you go. We gotta get you cleaned up, you dirty puppy," Blacktop said, giving Yaru a kiss on the forehead and wiping the dirt off the wolf's butt. "You smell amazing, though," he added, inhaling the aroma of cum, musk, and arousal. "Just not sure you want to go around camp smelling like, well, like you just got fucked."

Yaru giggled a little, shaking his head. "You know me," he said, giving Blacktop's paw a squeeze. "I keep things like that to myself."

"Then let's go get you freshened up," Blacktop said, taking a second to grab Yaru's shorts off the dock. The mist had begun to lift, the day warming up, and Yaru was glad to get back inside the cabin and out of sight of curious onlookers across the lake.

As Blacktop began running the hot water in the shower, he felt Yaru put his arms around him from behind, giving him a squeeze. "Thank you," he whispered into his lover's ear before nuzzling his cheek. "That meant a lot to me."

Blacktop smiled, putting a paw in the water to test the temperature. "You deserve it, dear," he said, starting to climb in the shower. He offered Yaru his paw, helping him in.

"You promise to be . . . well, be good to me?" Yaru said, watching as Blacktop began lathering up a bar of soap in a washcloth. As the husky answered, he began rubbing the cloth along Yaru's fur, scrubbing out the drying cum.

"I promise," he said, his eyes meeting Yaru's. He leaned in and put an arm around the wolf, taking him in close. He kissed him, first on the cheeks and forehead, then tenderly on the muzzle. As they kissed, he gently moved the cloth along Yaru's back and shoulders, moving down to his cum-soaked ass, taking care to wash his still tender tail hole. Yaru murred against his muzzle, and Blacktop felt the wolf grin as the husky's tongue slid further into his mouth.

They stood there in the running warm water, letting it soak and cleanse them as they kissed, touched, and fondled one another. Though too tired for a second round, they teased each other like old lovers, Blacktop sometimes reaching to give the wolf's sheath a squeeze, only to get his ass pinched in return. They giggled amongst themselves, as comfortable with each other as they had always been as they whispered to each other.

Once they were clean, Blacktop turned the water off and they took turns drying each other with their one shared towel. Fluffy and warm, Blacktop pulled the wolf in close, wrapping the towel around them both. He pressed his nose against Yaru's, looking into his eyes.

"You ready to face the world now?" he asked, and Yaru paused for a moment, smiling.

"As long as I'm with you, Blacktop," he finally said, the smile breaking into a grin as he returned his gaze to his best friend in the world, "I think I can face anything now."

"I'm glad," the husky said, and he leaned in to give him a kiss on the nose. "We can do this together, then."

"Yes," Yaru said, feeling the word out in his mind and enjoying how it sounded. "Together."

Grinning, Blacktop gave Yaru a lick. "Let's go, then. We have a full vacation still ahead of us! Let's make the most of it."

And so they did.

Together.