My bitch? My ALPHA!
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My Bitch? My ALPHA! In memory of my awesome Beta, who lost the fight against cancer April 12th, 2012. My beta came down to hang with me before he and his old lady went to their honeymoon. We had known each other since before our balls dropped, and that was a part of our friendship. We had a "falling-out" during grade school that lasted for seven years, but all that was jizz rags in the washer. "Hey man" he started, after he set his duffel behind my door. "You got any new porn?" We had several rituals between us, and pack-whackin' was one of them. "Nah man, that's what the internet is for." I said before the both of us collapsed on my/our bed. We shared a lot of shit. Practically everything we owned, except our personal armaments. I should also mention that I had a moderate crush on the guy, but we never crossed any lines. I love him to death, really. I would do anything he asked me. Fuck, I was his bitch whenever it was just the two of us. But his getting married changed that. After we both left the military, he grew out his mane as he had it in High school. He and I were wolves (hell yeah), but the differences between us were stark. He had matted black fur with a red underbelly, and I had a soft, solid brown with spots on my shoulders. He weighed in at a stocky 248 pounds, and I was a lean 170. But what we looked like was not our concern. We were buddies, we were brothers. "Lisa's not giving me any until we get there, and we have to go all day without seeing each other. I got blue balls man!" I laughed, and he dropped his shoulders with a smile. "That's not funny!" he laughed, as he took a swing at my shoulder. I dropped to my left and blocked it. "Yes it is..." I mocked him with a smile. "Really mother fucker?" he said as he dropped in an attempt to grab me around my waist, but I did the same. We both ended up on all fours, tails flagging as testosterone egged us on to perform another ritual, "scuffling". We bared our fangs and growled as we circled one another, but he stopped and stood up. "Hold on..." he said as he stripped out of his jeans, down to his boxers. He smiled a bit as he pulled them down a bit, revealing the top of hs sheath. Old news, but that was his thing (no pun intended). He raised his eyebrows twice. I was instantly on my guard; he was much faster this way. "Go ahead, I know you want to..." he said slyly. No homo on his part, but we weren't so shy as to remain in much clothing once we got into our routines. But if I didn't shed any clothing, he'd be on top of me in a second. And once he gets on top of me, I can't stop him from choking me out or anything even slightly milder. I stood up, and dropped my pants simply undoing my belt, and we took off our shirts. Then we returned to the floor, and went at it. He leapt at me with fangs bared ferally, and I drop-rolled backwards to keep our distance even. As he landed, I jumped on his back with both of my knees on either side of his spine. He yelped a little, but as I landed, he arched his back so I slid right off of him. With little time to react, he grabbed me from behind and bent backwards, slamming me on my head. I saw supernovas. He really wanted to win, shit! With a second to his advantage, he grabbed a leg of mine, and wrenched one of my paws back so forcefully I thought I felt a few tendons sever. And I was the one doing the yelping after that. "FUCK!" I yelled, and he just went further. He fell on me, and pulled my leg with him so I was completely subdued. My tail was smashed between the two of us, my foot was out of comission, and he was loving. "Who's my bitch?" he asked with an obvious smile. "Who's your Alpha?" He wrenched my foot back some more. "Say my nuts are bigger than yours..." he teased. "We already know that dude! Fuck, let me go!" He eased up for a second as I guess he was thinking of a way to humiliate me. "Say un-UNCLE!!! GODDAMMIT!!!" He dropped my foot, and flipped me over quickly. And then he squatted over my muzzle, low enough so his nuts bumped the tip of my nose. "I didn't know you liked to get teabagged man!" My dick nearly super-inflated, so I quickly sat up and squatted myself. "I didn't know a married man would take the time to mark another like you just did..." I said as I wiped my nose. He shrugged and smiled. "Whatever... besides. I know you like that shit!" He opened his arms. I didn't move. "Come here." he said. I didn't move, and my foot was throbbing. "Come here dude!" Hesitantly, I hugged him. He gave me a quick nugi, and then jumped into bed. It was late. "Ready to meet the White-eyed goddess again?" he asked. That was code for "Let's beat our dicks, side by side". That's what I was really waiting for. With my good foot, I sailed over him with a mighty leap, and landed in bed easily. And we got to it! Our respective underwear went different directions, and we had a good time. He had his legs spread, with his big, hairy, red nuts on the bed. My lowhangers did their best to represent me, but they lost that contest. But his dick however, was shorter than mine. I stroked and fondled myself, he grabbed his knot tight and stroked with his free hand. And we laughed as we were cracking each other up. I was nearly there, but I noticed he wasn't getting into it the same way he used to. "What's wrong man?" I asked him. "Scared of my dick?" I taunted, waving my bone tower with a flopped-out tongue. "Naw man, it's just... I can't get off. Lisa usually handles that for me." I let myself go, and we high-fived quickly. "What are you saying? You want me to handle that for you?" He grinned. "You know you want to! I see you stealing glances at my nuts you fag!" I stared right at them, boldly. "You know you like it when I look at you. Otherwise you wouldn't be sitting here." "Yeah, whatever. Seriously though, suck my dick." he said. And he went serious. He didn't move, and he looked like he meant it. I stared right back him, with an expression of killing instinct. And then we burst into laughter. "You really want me to do that for you?" I asked him. He nodded with a grin. Then he raised an eyebrow. "Come on dude, we've been friends for almost twenty years. I'm not gonna say anything." he said, as he smiled at me reassuringly. And to top it off, he spread his legs a little more, and grabbed his hairy red handful. "You know you wanna suck my nuts too!" he followed, and I giggled. "God dude, you sure are confident." "Well, we're friends! If it was gonna be any guy, I'd want you to do it." While I didn't really fantasize about these things, I did care about the guy. So, I sat up between his legs, and got my first handfull of my buddy's nut sac. I fondled him gently, and I could tell he liked it. And good GOD they were heavy! "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck man, nice grip." I stroked his thick shaft, and I could feel him shudder through it. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw yeah..." "Come on dude, don't tease me." he said, panting. "Impatient bastard!" I hissed with a mean grin. He whined in need, and he gave me the classic puppy-eyes. "Goddammit! Alright!" I said through gritted fangs, and I dove right in. I took him right to his hefty knot, his shaft filling my mouth like it was molded for it. "Oh shit..." he whispered with a smile on his face. Even though I was suckin on him, I couldn't believe I was blowin my best friend! I bobbed on him, and his body went limp. "Aw yeah man..." he whispered. He was leaking pre nonstop, and it tasted like he often smelled: like he hadn't showered. I slurped on him slowly, and he spewed more pre like a leaky faucet. "Oooh..." my buddy cooed, sweetly rubbing my back as I sucked him with varying pressure. Luckily for the both of us, whatever I happened to do resulted in a smile, and his body shaking in pleasure. I draped my tongue all over him, slathering my foamy drool on him like a garnish, also trying to wash his dick on the cool. His tail was curled up between his legs, and the tip was tracing over my tender underbelly. My right leg revved up, and I scratched a small hole into the blanket under the both of us. I love belly rubs! "Hey dude" he began. "That's for you... The better you do, the more you get in return. How's-!" I silenced him by deep-throaing him, and for the duration, I wouldn't let him out any further. My tongue snaked out and teased his bid nuts, and his tail fired up. He placed a hand on the back of my head, and I smiled on the inside. He wasn't controlling me, but erely showing me how he liked it. And I sucked him like a champ, closing my fangs behind his knot slightly. "Ahh, ah..." he yelped, his tail like a big fan it wagged so swiftly. "How did you learn this shit dude?" he asked me tiredly. I slurped off of him, and our eyes met. He stroked the back of my neck, silently begging me for more, and I winked at him with a smirk and a little panting. Making an "o" with my lips, I slipped down his shaft slowly. His fists clenched, and his toes curled with an increase of speed from his tail. I met his knot, and closed my fangs back behind it, mock-tieing with him. "I love you man" he said to me, and rubbing my neck, he began to thrust. He started with slow strokes, making me feel his weight and girth. And we loved it. His balls bounced lightly, and he enjoyed the confines of my esophagus with a flopped-out tongue. His shaft traced all over my tongue, and I moved it to touch all of his sweet spots I'd found. His thrusts sped up, and I took it. This awesome beating delivered by my best bud demonstrated our strengths and weaknesses to each other. As wolves and pack mates, we keyed off of this perfectly. His thrusts became feral, and I took his sac to the throat the whole time. Holding out for whatever air I could was a challenge, and my bud tested me thoroughly with his dick plugging my throat. Every now and then he'd pull back a bit too far, and I got my air then. His grip on the nape of my neck expanded to two hands as his thrusts slowed down. They were longer, but much more forceful. I did my best here. He was getting close to my stomach, and I could hear his breathing deepen. "D-dude, I'm gonna blow..." he whispered. He gave me a few more jackhammer thrusts and time seemed to freeze in place. His chest rose once and his eyes welded themselves shut tight. His dick shuddered like a tuning fork. His nuts hoisted up and pulsed with his heartbeat.
And he fired like a busted hydrant. I mean, I was taken by surprise. "GOD!" he grunted as he blasted me but good. Normally he isn't a big shooter. But arousal will make you surprise yourself. He fired thick, THICK ropes of cum, and his body shook the whole time. "S-shit..." he hissed as each shot was enough to fill my mouth completely. I was good to gulp it down with perfect timing. I bobbed him to give the sensation he needed to finally pop a few more spurts. "Goddam man..." he said, justifiably out of breath. He smiled at me, and I pulled off of him. "You missed a spot" he said as a bead of cum ran down from his tip to his knot. "Oh really..." I said as I licked him clean in one sweet, long lick. And I returned to my pillow, but he insisted on me letting me rest on his chest as he put an arm around me. I blushed madly. My buddy rubbed my back, and told me something that would've made me shout in joy if I was alone. "Don't tell her I said this, but you're MUCH better than she is, and I mean it." We laughed. "I gotta get you to do that some more for me..." I nodded on his chest, and he pulled my blanket over the both of us. "I MIGHT just get your tail, next time you wanna handle me..." he said with a sly smile as he closed his eyes.