FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"Drake!"

The grey wolf nearly jumped out of his skin at the yell, managed to effectively hit his toe on the frame of the door as he turned around to find out what was wrong, and nearly tripped backwards all at the same time. A yell of his own fell out of his muzzle and he clamped his muzzle shut, whining at the fiery feeling of his now smashed pinkie toe. With a much slower, careful pace he limped his way back into the dark living room. A crash of thunder outside made the foundations of the house shake for a moment. "Yeah Seth?" he asked into the dark room, his voice matching the timber of the storm outside--low and intimidating.

A moment passed.

"Seth?" Drake asked, a rough tone in his voice as he stood there, frowning into the darkness. Of all the times for the power to go out, this was the worst. It had been a freak storm, and there had been no time to make their usual preparations, leaving them fumbling about in the dark. Outside he'd seen that the Johnsons--their neighbors--were also out of power. The storm had probably hit a fuse box or something, he didn't know. All he knew--all he needed to know--was that there was no light save for the occasional flash of lightening that was the harbinger for the crashing thunder.

Still no response save for the sound of the rain hailing against the roof of their house, conveniently located quite a bit out of the city; which meant that it would more than likely be till morning until the power came back on. A flash of lightening suddenly illuminated the room in white light, and just a few inches in front of Drake stood another canine; whose teeth were bared and whose eyes were wide.

"AHH!!" Drake yelled--a bit above the frequency of middle c--stumbling quickly backwards until he hit the wall. For a large grey wolf such as himself, the sight hardly befit him, more suited for a teenager in a haunted house than an aging, near-forty year old wolf in his own home. He beat the air in front of him, as if to frighten away the fur. Strong paws gripped onto his arms and forced them down to his side though.

"Drake! Drake, it's me!" Seth said, laughing and managing to put Drake's arms down by his side again. The wolf didn't fight his grip, and even if he had, he would've managed to win; since Drake had quit working out about ten years ago. Now the only work out the wolf did was their routine yard work every Saturday. When another flash of lightning came by he grinned widely at the wolf again; though had to admit he could see how the image could be seen as intimidating.

Drake scowled at the husky and quickly pushed him away, "Seth! Don't you ever do that to me again! You know I hate it when you do that!"

"Oh, I'm sorry Hun...but...I called you in here for a reason," Seth replied, understanding his mate's anger. Though Drake wouldn't admit it, he was easy to frighten; which was the source of countless bits of humor for him. In his mate's words it sounded slightly more paranoid, 'you never know if someone is waiting in the closet with a knife'

"What reason could you have for terrifying me?" Drake asked, seeing his mate briefly again for a split second. Their house soon shook with the thunder, which reminded him of how roughly his heart was beating against his ribcage. It was enough to remind him that, despite the bit of pudge he'd put on his stomach, he was still healthy--because his heartbeat was quickly returning to normal.

"I found a candle!" Seth barked happily. He gently tapped the waxy object against his mate's nose and smiled, "But...I don't have any matches...and before you asked, yes I did check the kitchen, but you misplaced the lighter,"

"I didn't misplace the lighter," Drake replied with a frown. He grabbed Seth by his paw, and the happy husky intertwined their fingers as they traversed the house in utter darkness. Still, after having lived in it for nearly a year, they both could walk in it without threat of running into objects; so long as they moved slowly.

After a minute a dim light filled their kitchen, reflecting nicely off the granite counter tops and onto the smoky looking wood cabinets. Drake smirked at the husky, "See, it was right in the cabinet,"

"Oh...that's weird, cause I could've sworn I left it in the drawer," Seth remarked, smirking back at the wolf as the realization hit him. They kept the lighter in the drawer--not the cabinet, or at least, that was how it was supposed to be. He leaned forward and kissed the wolf quickly on the nose, "But that's fine...come-on...let's go to the bedroom...we should still have some more candles there,"

Drake followed behind the husky, keeping the lighter in his paw in case the candle decided to go out at any point. Luckily it didn't, and even more luckily Seth was right. Under the bed there were plenty of candles, in small bowls; which if he remembered correctly were from their mating ceremony nearly a year ago. He mentally marked the reminder for later, knowing that Seth had his eyes on a trip to the beach; which would make a nice change from the wide plains of the country side. He smiled at the husky, whose black ears flickered at the rolls of thunder. Seth had a white face, save for a few black stripes running down it, though the back of his head was covered with black fur--overall he thought the husky looked rather intimidating.

Drake smiled at the candles, enjoying the memories they brought of the ceremony and of his first night as the husky's mate. The two of them had been late in mating, both physically and emotionally--or at least that is what their families seemed to agree upon. It was apparently unheard of to have waited as long as they both did, both for finding a mate, and for losing their long held titles as virgins. Drake felt that their time was perfect though. They had begun dating when Seth was twenty-five, and he was only a few years older. So what if they took ten years to finally tie the knot? He once again was brought back to their first night together, and how the husky and him had quite literally and figuratively tied the knot that night. And besides, over the year he was quite sure they'd made up for the nearly forty years of no sex.

Light slowly filled their bedroom, Drake placing the candles strategically about so as to maximize the light's reach. As the husky passed them back to him he lit them, until their bedroom was lit in a gentle light from the many tiny flames.

"There, isn't that better?" Seth asked, sliding the box back under the bed before standing up and grinning back at the wolf.

Drake stared into the husky's eyes, which were reflecting the half a dozen or so little flames. It had a nice effect on him. Seth looked brilliant in the light, and even very charming by just standing there. He swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded dumbly, "Yeah..."

Seth chuckled and walked over to the wolf, putting his paws on Drake's side and pulling the wolf closer curtly. He got a grunt out of Drake as he did so, and he smiled at the wolf, "You're distracted...what are you thinking about?"

Drake smiled a little and shrugged his shoulders, "Just you Hun...you remember these candles?"

Seth chuckled and gently licked the wolf from his chin to his nose, "Yeah...great night, hmm?" he asked, stepping forward to close the last bit of space between them. Just ten seconds ago he'd been planning to bring his book into their bedroom and finish it up, but now his plans were quite different. Of course, it didn't take much to get him to want the wolf.

"Yeah, real great," Drake said, moving one of his own arms around the husky and letting a paw trail up Seth's chest; letting him know his own mutual desires. The husky still worked out, and as such, had a well sculpted body, like iron--hot, hot iron. He leaned forward and kissed the dog lightly.

"Mmm," Seth murred for the wolf, keeping his paws planted on the wolf's hips and letting their bodies press together. After a moment of letting his mate's paw trace up his shirt he found that two of the buttons were already undone, and he couldn't help but smirk, "Take me to the bed?"

"Of course" Drake replied, smiling and twisting around. He kept Seth close, pulling the husky backwards until his legs hit the edge of the bed. He let himself fall backwards with the dog, grunting lightly as he added Seth's weight above him; an act he was quite used to now. He let his paws drift slowly down till they were resting on the husky's rump, giving the dog's backside a good squeeze.

Seth chuckled at the wolf's already very open paws and smirked at him, "Well...I'm in the bed,"

Drake nodded in reply and quickly licked over the husky's lips, "All mine," he grumbled, a sort of ritual they had. At the beginning the dog was his, but at the end he was the dog's. He smiled at the husky, pressing his hips roughly against the dog's; allowing a mutual groan of pleasure to mix in the air between them. Husky paws soon found their way to his pants and he lifted his hips up quickly.

"Want it bad tonight don't we?" Seth asked, licking his mate on the nose and chuckling lightly at how easily they moved together, how he simply dispatched of the wolf's pants and underwear in one move and was lying on top of a shirted canine.

"Need you," Drake corrected the husky, shoving his own paws beneath the husky's easier to access clothing. He was denied too much access though, because he felt Seth escape his grasp and the husky seemed to bounce over to the edge of the bed. He watched as Seth kneeled at the edge and cocked his head.

"Well...get on over here," Seth said and licked his lips, "I want some of that prime wolf dick,"

Drake smiled a little before shuffling over and soon sitting with his legs spread and the husky between them, smiling up at him. It was a bit of an odd sight he thought, with the fully clothed husky between his legs--though it wasn't the first time Seth had been between his legs fully clothed and sucked him off; though he wasn't sure he could count their 'surprise Saturday yard work blowjobs' as normal either...even if they did happen every Saturday. He didn't get to smile at his mate though because there was a curt push on him before he fell back onto the bed and his legs were resting on the husky's shoulders, exposing his pucker to the husky.

Seth grinned and didn't waste any time. He dove down onto the bit of cock that was available to him, which was sadly just a bit less than half his mate's shaft and the tip; though he knew that would soon change. The moans were an immediate effect, and he sealed his lips around his treat and suckled eagerly, feeling blood running into the shaft as it expanded in his muzzle.

"Seth..."

Seth moaned for the wolf and continued his efforts, only suckling and running his tongue along the shaft at the moment. His paws had a different task, as they were off to the side, exploring the night stand for the needed item. Soon enough he clasped a large tube of lube and pulled it over. It would wait for just a moment though. The wolf cock in his muzzle was now filled out, and Seth moaned as the first sample of pre fell onto his tongue, suckling more eagerly for more as he did.

With a muzzle full of delicious wolf cock Seth began to bob his head over the treat, moaning continuously and happily as he did. He emptied a bit of the lube onto a paw, quickly lubing up a few fingers and deciding to tease his mate in multiply fun manners.

It only took a moment for Drake to react to the feeling of a lubed finger against his pucker; which was to try and give the husky as much access as possible. He gave a moan of pleasure as the first digit circled around his pucker, teasing him while the husky moaned around his cock still.

The ring of muscle's resistance only lasted for so long before his first finger slipped in, along with a moan slipping out of his mate's muzzle. Seth felt the wolf's hips jump up and he moved down, mashing his nose against the wolf's pubic fur and deepthroating the wolf while he began to finger him.

"Ohh....Seth...don't stop," Drake moaned, his eyes closed and his tongue hanging out of hs muzzle in pleasure.

After a few moments Seth pulled back, and began to bob his head again while working a second digit into his wolf. And then a third. When he finally achieved his goal he found the wolf almost controllable; even if he was the one on his knees. He swallowed a muzzleful of pre and spit; both products of either a horny wolf or a drooling husky. He worked his fingers over the wolf, beginning a thrusting motion and hearing a happy moan fill his ears as he did.

Seth chuckled around the cock in his muzzle as he continued pushing his fingers in and out of the willing canine. He felt a drop of spit fall from his lips and onto his mate's pubic fur. At some point though he found the wolf had sat back up and even stood up. He kept himself happily between the wolf's legs though, eager for whatever his mate had to give him. The wolf was nearly fucking his muzzle, making a happy mixture of husky spit and wolf precum in his muzzle as grey furred balls slapped against his chin. After he'd had his fill of wolf cock though Seth slipped his lips out and pulled his fingers back.

"Why'd you stop?" Drake asked, still letting his cock slide against the husky's cheek.

"So I could bred your eager ass, why else?" Seth said with a smirk as he stood up and laughed at how the wolf's last article of clothing, the shirt was thrown at him. He was blinded by the shirt for a few moments and once it was off his face he was greeted by the sight of Drake on the bed; on all fours, legs spread, tail hiked up in the air, and smiling at him expectantly.

"Come-on then," Drake said and wagged his tail at the husky, "Don't keep a wolf waiting,"

Seth chuckled again but made record time in ditching his clothes, leaving them in a pool and revealing his black and white fur to the wolf's lusty eyes. He had a creamy white chest and a black back, with white streams running through the black on his appendages. It was a sight that, over the coure of the year, he was sure Drake could sketch from memory; even down to his black furred balls with a white stripe running up to his sheath.

"Come-on...." Drake mumbled again, soon feeling the bed's indention as his husky got on and was pressed behind him. It took a moment before he felt the warm feeling of a husky cock rubbing between his lubed ass and he didn't waste a moment before pushing back and groaning, "Yeah..."

"Eager wolf,"

"Yeah,"

"Want your husky to fuck your brains out?" Seth asked, grinning lewdly.

"All night," Drake murmured, enthralled already, even if the actual butt-pounding had yet to begin.

Seth smiled and settled for thrusting between the wolf's cheeks, smiling as he watches the furs slide alogn his cock and the pucker occasionaly pulse if he pushed on it. The ring of muscle certainly seemed ot have a mind of its own--though he knew that it was just a mimcery of what his mate really wanted too.

"Just hurry up and fuck me Seth," Drake said with an annoyed growl after a minute, pushing back against the heavy member nestled between his cheeks.

Seth chuckled lightly before aligning himself and his mate, and curtly pushing himself in and getting a groan from the wolf. He didn't stop till his low hangers and the wolf's jangled together and he pressed his stomach against the canine, "Like this?"

Drake growled out in pain, but knew he'd asked for it. He relaxed as best he could and even pressed back onto the husky's thick member, "Harder!"

Seth snuffled and, knowing his mate was just playing the big, bad wolf, opted to bite at his shoulder and neck for a few moments to allow him to adjust. Sometimes he might comply and begin to ravage the wolf's hole, and other times he let the wolf adjust--either way after a bit they were both too ensnarled with the other to notice anything other than their needy erections. He did get a thanks of sorts for not going straight at the wolf when Drake looked back and licked him, his eyes filled with lust and need; looking so very subby and sexy as he did it.

The growl slowly went away, and every few seconds he rolled his hips, testing out the wolf's reactions. Soon enough he was getting a steady whine--the more usual sound from his mate than a growl--of pleasure. Pulling back slowly he waited till only his tip was left inside the wolf before gliding himself back in.

"Oooooh...oh yeah,"

Seth grinned at the sound, and on his next thrust added a grinding motion that rewarded him with his mate lifting his tale even more--as if intimating an akita--though he knew it was just the subby wolf's way of allowing him more access to him. Soon he was thrusting steadily into the moaning wolf, feeling his pre being coaxed out by the incredibly warm, tight tunnel.

Drake spread his legs apart a bit more along with lifting his tail, smiling to himself at the feeling of the two members between his legs, one inside and the other receiving the pleasure of the one inside him. He kept his head lowered, breathing steadily in time and making sure to keep from drooling this soon in the session; he didn't want to roll over for the husky...well, not metaphorically. A variation from the slow, almost romantic pace, finally happened and Drake let a grunt escape him before looking over his shoulder at the husky.

"Don't act like you didn't love it," Seth said, rubbing his paws over the wolf's back and smiling happily at his mate. This position was his least favorite when it came to being able to watch his mate, with the cowboy position, where Drake sat down on his member and bounced happily being his favorite--he loved watching his mate's stomach bounce along with the red veiny shaft; and the look of ecstasy painted on Drake's face wasn't bad either.

"Was going to tell ya' if you're going to do that then to fuck me right," Drake said with a smile, and pressed himself back onto the husky, "Hard and fast,"

Seth grinned at the wolf and let out a growl before pulling out and shoving himself back in, getting Drake to grunt for him. He did it a few more times, until he'd built up a rhythm where his hips slammed against the wolf's and the bed was squeaking in time with their lovemaking. "Like this?" he grunted, snarling lightly.

"Harder!" the wolf barked.

That made Seth's snarl increase to its full. His paws slammed down on Drake's shoulders, holding the wolf in place while he began a more rough motion. He didn't give his mate any time to enjoy a single thrust, instead abusing the wolf's hole and pummeling his prostate with an angry growl. Still, it was more than obvious the wolf could enjoy the rough ride as much as he could a slow one--still hosting a stupid grin, if not with bared teeth.

"Harder!" Drake barked again, his own member slapping lewdly against his shaking stomach and body as he let his mate slam repeatedly into him. He felt himself soon supporting both his weight and the husky's when Seth fell down onto him and the dog's arms circled around his body. The husky's hips drilled into him, probably ensuring a sore rump tomorrow.

Seth caught the nape of the wolf's neck between his teeth and jerked roughly on him, getting a whine of pleasure. He didn't stay in the place long, instead switching to the wolf's shoulder, and then to the base of his neck, and then to his other shoulder; biting every few moments as he bred his eager lover.

"Yes, yes--Ohhhh!" Drake whined, unabated in his desire and nearly left to begging for his mate to continue drilling roughly into him. He kept his hips still, despite the urge to try and add onto the pleasure, least he mess up the rhythm. After one last thrust he felt the rod slip out and before he could look back he felt himself being shoved down onto the bed and curtly flipped over.

"Legs up," Seth growled.

It only took him a seconds to comply, and Drake let out a bark of pleasure when his mate's cock slipped back in, a grin falling over his muzzle. It wasn't perhaps the most expected position for a wolf to be in for a younger husky, especially a wolf of forty who moaned happily and unashamed every time he felt the cock slam back into him. The bed was soon in its usual rhythm, squeaking at about half a beat behind the sound of Seth's low hangers slapping against his rump. Drake grinned up at his mate and kept his paws by his side, "That's it Babe...fuck your wolf!"

Seth gave a single curt nod to his mate, grunting with every thrust and making sure the wolf had not time to relax either. His balls churned beneath him and he knew it would only be a matter of time before he shot his load. "Gonna tie you--Make you howl like a good doggie,"

Drake gritted his teeth together and winced at the feeling of the knot slamming against his pucker; knowing the mutualy desired location was just a little further away. The next thing he felt was a warm breath against his ear.

"You know you love it,"

Another whine fell out of his muzzle but he nodded eagerly for the husky, and Drake felt his balls churning his load, pent up and ready to burst now. The husky was right: he loved it more than anything else. The pain was legible, the pleasure immeasurable, and the intimacy his and Seth's alone. His whine was soon cut off by a rough thrust, the force pushing him a little closer to the head of the bed. It didn't matter because soon possessive paws fell over his hips and the second rough hit came, making him grunt yet again; while his cock pulsed madly above him.

"Mine!" Seth barked, jerking his mate's hips backwards onto his cock that he shoved as roughly as he could into the wolf, making his knot pop in and the canine beneath him yelp. That final feeling of warmth and tightness around his knot was exactly what he needed, alogn with a series of bucking thrusts into the still willing wolf. He glared down at the wolf, growling and giving Drake everything he knew he loved.

There was only so much his mate could take with the combined feelings of it all, and a heavy howl filled out the room after a moment. The sight of his wolf on his back, cock taken up to the knot, howling out in pleasure, while he shot his load all over himself was more than enough for the husky. Even if the wolf's tunnel hadn't clamped even more tightly down around him there was only so much he could take.

Seth shot down, and bit onto his mate's shoulder, feeling one of the creamy shots of the wolf splatter between their now mashed together bodies. His own aching balls finally began to empty, coating his mate's tunnel with plenty of husky cum, and filling him with new warmth. He kept his teeth dug into the wolf's shoulder, growling and grunting over his very happy prize. After a few moments the howl next to him died down, and the only sounds left were the much slower rhythms of a moving bed, the moans of two happy dogs, and the now remembered storm that was raging outside.

It took the two canines a few moments before either was ready to acknowledge anything outside their combined world of pleasure--only communicating by small licks, slow kisses, and loving gazes. After a few minutes Seth had managed to lick away the streams of his mate's load that hat hit the wolf on his face; sharing some and being greedy other times. Drake let out a small whine of pleasure when his mate reminded him of the tie, pulling back against his tunnel and groaning above him.

Seth smirked at the wolf who had a smug smile on his muzzle; knowing exactly what his mate was thinking and that he was happy with himself. Warm breathes ran over him and his own panting breathes ran over Drake; reminding both of the steamy session. He leaned down and kissed Drake curtly on his lips before rubbing his paws over the wolf's hips, "That was--" he began but a crash of thunder drowned out his next words.

"Thunderous?" Drake asked, still swimming in pleasure, warmth, and the same feeling of pride at being the husky's. Maybe it wasn't something to say for a talent in public, but he was never ashamed that he let the dog tie him, or at just how amazing that feeling was to him.

Seth gave the wolf another kiss and rolled his eyes, "I didn't know it was even storming with the bed squeaking,"

"What better way to forget the storm than a good long night of butt-pounding?"

"A night of wolf butt-pounding," Seth corrected, grinding his hips into the wolf.

"What if I wanted to top?" Drake asked, feeling the question was a bit negated by the fact he was once more rolling his hips back and forth on the pleasurable meat lodged inside of him.

"Tell you what, if it doesn't thunder by the time I complete this sentence then I'll let you top me and I'll be a good husky who does whatever his big, bad, eager wolf, who doesn't always top, wants him to because that is j--" Seth was saying when a crash of thunder came back down. He smiled happily down at the wolf, who was frowning at him. "Well...looks like you have to bottom,"

"That wasn't fair....and I'm willing to bet that was a run-on-sentence," Drake complained, even though he knew he'd be a very happy wolf throughout the night with Seth pounding him.

"Bite me," Seth said with a small chuckle, followed by a yelp as the wolf shot up and bit his neck, lightly but still surprisingly. He pulled back but Drake didn't let go and he felt the wolf tongue laving over his neck. A small gruff sounding chuckle escaped him and he patted the pudgy stomach, "Smart ass...."

Drake only let out a moaning growl when the husky's hips began to gyrate again--knowing they would soon pick up with him moaning for the husky to take him like he would for the rest of the night......