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Rei sighed. The other cuff was proving to be more stubborn than the last, and he was being far more careless. With one hand

free, he could be rougher with the metallic lock pick he was using on the lock. If it dropped he could always pick it up between

his toes and use his hand to close the gap between lower and upper limb, but... He should be more careful.

He had spent the last god knows how many minutes reliving a bit of his past, and while it was sketchy on details, as memory often

was, he hated his youth. Nothing had been easy, nothing had been enjoyable, and nothing had been given to him. At least, until a

certain wolf entered his life and changed everything.

He had lost his train of thought when he unlocked one of his cuffs, right when his pickpocket mark had cornered him in an

alleyway, and then knocked him out cold without so much as a registered movement. That man, as he would come to later learn, was

Duncan Dashford, or so he went by. Duncan had been the corner in the road of life that put him on a whole new track, a track few

people ever went on, and one that would ultimately lead to his present situation, buck naked in a cell somewhere in some marine

base.

Rei sighed and closed his eyes, and began to think back to his first better memories of Duncan...

After it had been lights out, Rei was sure he was going to be dead, but when his eyes opened and he saw light that wasn't the long

tunnel, he gasped. He was alive? How the hell had that happened? For that matter, how come he wasn't freezing? A quick

inspection was that he could feel every finger he had, his ears, nose and toes! He hadn't felt his toes in such a long, long

time. The cold weather and bare feet didn't always meet eye to eye, and his toes had gone into hibernation in order to conserve

body heat, or so he thought. Rei knew little about the laws of hypothermia and blood flow, all he'd known was that for the

longest times the limbs furthest from his body had been chillingly cold and numb since October.

Now though, he was warm and toasty, and on something soft. He blinked his eyes a bit and sat up, realizing he was in a rather

plush bed. The bed felt like one of those memory foam mattress you see on commericals with the people who were having trouble

sleeping. The sheets and comforter was a rather handsome shade of royal blue edged with a fine silvery undertone, as were the

pillows behind him; blue with the silver trim and lining which gave the bed an almost regal feel. Speaking of regal, the bed was

a KING sized bed. Rei had never even seen a king sized bed, and now he was laying, er, sitting in one? Well now.

Upon further inspection, he came to the realization that he was naked; his clothing was gone and not a sight of them anywhere. A

pang of panic shot through his system. Where was he? was he kidnapped and going to be a catamite for some guy? THAT MAN! The

man whom he'd stolen from. He remembered the blurred motion and then ending up in that inky blackness, and then here. Was it

that guy who brought him here? Brought him to this room and this warm bed?

Rei looked down over his body, eyes on his stomach. There was a large bruise forming under the creamy color fur; the size of

about a softball he guessed. He'd been hit, and hit rather hard. One of his hands moved up and touched the side of his head and

winced when his fingers touched his left temple. He'd been hit here, too. He had nothing to check his reflection with, but he

assumed he also was bruised there. He sighed, a bit nervous.

What also threw him off base was that he noticed his fur was clean. He had been in dire need of a real bath by the time he

resorted to stealing, and now he looked like he'd been scrubbed down properly. His fur was soft and laying in the correct

direction, though because of malnourishment, he was lacking the healthy sheen that it should have contained. So, apparently

whomever had kidnapped him and taken him to this place had given him a bath. How long had he been out cold? Rei looked up and

around the room, trying to figure out where he was.

He could see out a window, and the expanse that was Manhattan. The stretch of buildings was there, the park in the

distance...yeah, this was home. The room had a private bathroom; a marble counter with a sink and a door that must have led into

the bathroom. There was a dresser in front of the bed with a TV on it, nicely sized with a satellite receiver on the side of it.

The carpet was dark blue, a shade lighter than the bedding. The walls were drywall white, like bleach. There was a far door

toward the left, but it was closed. He stared at the silver door knob and wondered if it was locked.

Just as the young male was about to stand up and go check the door, he heard it turn. His green eyes widened and his fur began to

stand on the back of his neck. Whomever was coming in had taken him from the streets, stripped him (and probably stole a few

gropes, knowing this city) and would hold him until they got whatever they wanted out of him. The saliva in his muzzle ran dry,

the texture of his soft tongue more than ever apparent as he watched the silver knob turn, the grayish reflection of the snowy

morning bouncing off the smooth metal.

When the door finally opened, the figure on the other side was indeed whom Rei had assumed taken him. It was the wolf, the mark,

the man who figured out he'd been robbed. The brown wolf was dressed today much less fashionably than before; blue jeans adorned

his legs, which were longer than Rei had remembered. A quick glance up and he saw the man wearing a black t-shirt as well. Must

be casual Friday. In his hands, however, was a wooden tray. The tray had on it a shiny white ceramic plate with what looked like

eggs, bacon, some toast, and even some hash browns! Next to it was a tall glass of orange juice, and before Rei could even say

anything, his stomach growled in defiance of going so long without nourishment.

The man with the try laughed at the noise and shook his head, stepping further into the bedroom and coming up to the bed. "You may

be stun locked with fear, but your body betrays you. Are you hungry, Mr. Conner?" His voice, again, was rich and soft, a very

manly voice without sounding overly dramatic. He could tell that if this wolf added a slight southern twang to his speech, he

would sound less amazing.

"H...How did you--?"

"Know your name?" The wolf said with a slight grin. He put the tray down across Rei's still covered lap, and looked down to the

lad. "When I took you in and washed your clothes I found your old wallet. Your school ID card was inside, and your name was on

it and your home address. Though I seriously doubt you want to go home, right?"

Rei had been dumb. Stupid. If a cop had found him and taken his wallet, they'd have known RIGHT where to drag his ring tailed ass

to, right into the "loving" embrace of his father and the lack luster attention of his mother. A shiver of fear ran down his

spine at the thoughts of being dragged home and left alone. His old man would not let running away soften his heart, oh no. He

would beat his son to within an inch of his life, for thinking he could be such a child and run away from his problems.

"Right." Was all Rei could say as he picked up the fork. He was hungry, and he was going to eat the food. He dug into the home

bade breakfast with reckless abandon, not caring for table manners or politeness. After all, the wolf had gotten a flash and a

coping feel more than likely, Rei could be a little rude.

The wolf didn't say much to the subject on Rei returning home. Instead, he shifted a bit and perched himself on the edge of the

bed, away from the raccoon so he would not feel threatened by a looming wolf over him while he ate. "Very well, I won't take you

home. However; if you want me to look the other way then I want something from you."

Rei looked up to the wolf, expecting the usual. Sex. What was it with these men? Why did they look to him for something they

could easily get somewhere else, and probably better. He lied on the streets, saying some bum took his virginity so no one would

be going after him to try and be his first. Rei might have been young but he had already established the look on the men faces

when they looked at him; a lot found him attractive, and he thought this wolf did too. Rei decided to be silent and chew his

toast, letting the wolf talk. If he had to run, may as well have a full belly for it.

"I want you to stay here with me and let me teach you."

Well, that was surprising. He blinked over a fork full of eggs as he watched the wolf infront of him, who looked to only be in his

mid twenties. Young guy had money. "Teach me what?"

"Well, for starters. I was thinking continuing your education. You're not in school anymore, and I will skip the boring stuff.

Computers and technology, that's where the future is, and you should be at the head of it. Second, physical training. You

remember what I said to you in the alley?"

"That if you had been someone else I would have gotten off scott free."

"Right, more or less. Do you know why I said that?"

"You're a cocky bastard?" Rei said without even trying to be smart. It popped out as a defense mechanism. He had to develop a

slight sharp tongue if he wanted any territory on the streets.

The wolf's eyes narrowed a bit at that comment, but soon returned to their normal resting place, and a grin crossed his face.

"True! But, I am also something most people believe is fake. I'm a hired gun, an assassin. My job is to see my enviorment and

find the best way to kill someone. Senses are heightened and I felt your touch. It was very soft, I almost missed it. Most pick

pockets rely on the rough motion of someone very harshly bumping into their mark, you didn't. You were using the crowd to your

advantage, but your movements speak of someone who knows instinctively on what to do."

Rei was stunned. An Assassin? Who was this guy trying to fool? Some psycho probably, right off the streets had probably got a

lucky lotto ticket and than made up this fancy story. Rei had just goofed, been too rough and got nabbed for it. His hand curled

around the knife and in a flash, he was up. The tray was to the side, knocking to the carpeted floor as he made a lunge for the

wolf. Trying to just hurt him long enough to run.

Another blur of movement and his hand burned hot with pain. A yelp of displeasure roared from his muzzle as the knife was

knocked out of his palm and sent flying across the room, landing on the carpet. Rei felt a hand twist him around, onto his

front, and SLAM him right into the bed. If it had been anything harder, he would have broken his nose. He grunted and felt

something cold press against the base of his skull. The wolf spoke up.

"Never, ever raise a weapon on someone unless you intend to kill them with it. A gun is worthless, a knife is too, if you mean

just to wound or threaten. Don't do that again unless you plan to kill me, boy." With a whirl Rei was flipped back onto his

back, groaning in displeasure as he laid there, glaring up at a silvery barrel. A .45 Desert Eagle, it looked military issue, was

hanging in front of his face, the smell of oil and gunpowder hitting his nose. He could see an intricate little weave of some

pattern along the barrel. The sight of a gun so close to his face scared the living shit out of him.

"OKAY! Okay! I'll do it, I promise! Just put that away!"

The wolf held it there for a moment longer, and then slipped it up and holstered it in the back of his belt. The wolf looked down

to the young raccoon and grinned, taking his hand and helping him sit up a bit more.

"I want you to rest today, and tomorrow you will start to study. I have new clothes for you in that dresser." The wolf said with

a motion of his hand toward the heavy wooden piece of furniture resting under the television set. "Your personal items are in the

closet." And with that, the wolf stood up. "If you need anything, come out to the living room. But, I want you to rest. So

don't do it unless you absolutely need something. The door is not locked, and the phones work. This is your home now, not a

prison. You can leave, but know this, if you do go you will never be welcomed back in."

Rei blinked, staring up at the wolf who could have easily blown his brains out. His young eyes moved around the room as the wolf

talked about it, and then back to the man. So far, it was better than the streets. He could try it, see what its like, and if

the wolf tries anything funny he'd run. Yeah. Smart plan!

"O...Okay. But, what's your name?"

The wolf grinned and headed to the door. He looked back over his shoulder then. "Duncan. You can call me Duncan, or Dash. I

don't care which. Rest up, kid." And with that, he was gone.

"DAMMIT!"

Rei, the modern Rei, said as he almost dropped the pick. Sigh. Duncan always had this effect on him; his concentration waned and

his desire to get free was even more obvious, but still, that man had changed his life for the better, but it had not been easy.

Rei figured, if someone were looking in on his life with some odd magic crystal ball they could attribute his life to something

like Pretty Woman, but he was hardly treated like a princess, far from it.

Like most of his past, Rei's memories on his training under Duncan went by at a blurr of speed and motion, as if someone had

slipped a DVD of his life into a player and held down the Fast Forward button the remote, but then memories always went by fast

when people remembered; time is not something the mind can fully grasp, just like pain.

Rei closed his eyes and went back to twisting the pick as he remembered some of the training that had been endured. While Duncan

had spent a lot of time on his education there had been a strong emphasis on his body, including the ability to sneak about

undetected and making no sound at all.

Rei remembered, one day, they had spent a long time in one of the rooms Duncan used for training. Today it was bare empty with

glass windows looking down at the city. He had been in the tender loving care of the wolf for almost three weeks now, and he had

spent the time studying about how computers worked and some physical training; nothing bad, running, weight lifting, even some

swimming on the top most floor of the building they were in. The building had an indoor pool! Rei had expecting more weight

lifting when he saw the bare room with just the windows, and, of all things, a metallic pole, about six inches thick in the middle

of the room, held up vertically with some kind of computer component taped to the side of it. Infront of the pole, about two feet

away, was a wooden step ladder that seemed to come about half a foot higher than the thick metallic pole, or pipe, depending on

what one wanted to call it.

"What's this?" Rei had asked, brushing his tail lazily behind him. Duncan was in the room, arms crossed as he looked to the boy

who had spoken.

"Training. You are good at making almost no noise, now I will help you eliminate the remainder. Jump onto the pole from the step

ladder. If you make any noise, we do this again."

Rei, not sure what to say to this, nodded his head and went up to the wooden ladder and stood on the top most plank, quirking his

brow then as he looked to the pipe. Was this to test his agility and balance? Easy as pie; he used to scare his kindergarten

teachers by walking along the poles smaller than this and much higher. Rei crouched and leapt, and brought his foot to land right

on the pole, ending up in a crouch.

What happened though, was a shock to his foot. Rei yelped and fell of it. He'd been electrocuted! He fell onto his shoulder

next to the pole, bringing his foot close and rubbing it. "OW!" He had said as he rubbed the tingling flesh. It was only a mild

shock, but it was enough.

"You see," Duncan said. "You made a noise. The device strapped to the pole is a sensitive auditory sensor. You make a noise that

a regular person can hear, it will deliver a mild shock. Get up, try again."

While not overtly painful, it had been trying. The stinging sensation, and the inability to figure out what he was repeatedly

doing wrong was beginning to aggravate him. Why wouldn't Duncan just explain it? Why was he being shocked? Rei only heard a

slight twink of metal when his foot hit. No one would hear that with the outside world going on about them. He did it, again and

again, and with each attempt to land on the metallic pole he was delivered with a shock. Rei, who was growing agitated and

feeling his foot consistently tingle as the nerves began to relax, was growing tired. The sun had been up high at its crest when

they began this horrid training, and now the sun was setting, bathing the city in an inky darkness. He saw lights begin to click

on outside, and wished right now he could just go and get a burger. There was some benefits to staying with Duncan; he was no

longer hungry, or cold. The suite was very warm and Rei couldn't really ask for more. But for now, he just wanted to stop.

On the wooden bench again, he crouched down low to the wood and lept. As he soared across the open expanse that was between the

carpet and the evil pole, a thought came to him; he was using the wrong part of his foot to land. He was landing on the heel of

his foot, where he had more balance, but that was making the metal pole ting with the applied pressure. In the air, and with

barely a thought, he landed on the pole with one foot on the front of his pads, crouching low and letting his upper body absorb

the return pressure of landing on something with a small surface area. When he didn't feel a shock, his eyes opened, and he saw

Duncan there, a grin on his face with arms crossed. "Very good, kid."

Training like that had been something Duncan focused a lot of his time on with Rei. It wasn't just landing, it was running, and

leaping, grabbing, etc. Any kind of movement he did was being trained to not make a sound that a regular ear or even computer

sensor could detect. Duncan was focusing the training so he would be highly agile; making him land on his hands sometimes, or run

on the balls of his feet, or grab something with just the tips of his fingers. The training room always changed the next day to

reflect what kind of training Duncan wanted him to endure for that day, from leaping to grabbing to flipping, etc. Rei felt like

he was training to be some extra in a Matrix movie; but the movements always came rather fluidly for him, and he enjoyed the

sensation of flying from one object to another. Of course, with each failure to be silent came with a mild shock and sometimes a

scolding from Duncan, who always hauled him onto his feet when he was too tired to move, and helped him try again, or carry him to

his room to rest.

Rei had learned some things about Duncan. The wolf had no family to speak of, and worked freelance, though his contracts

sometimes included the federal government through various go-betweens. The wolf was 25, and about to turn 26. He actually had two

college degrees and seemed to serve in some kind of military before he became an assassin for hire, at least from what Rei had

been able to talk out of Duncan. He had also learned the man was incredibly lonely. A life of an assassin was not an easy one,

and Rei being in his life made him smile a bit more, he figured. Rei had talked him into going to the movies, going out to rent

them, sometimes going out to dinner and sporting events, and doing things that regular people did. Rei did not view Duncan as a

father, oh no. Duncan never acted like one, except when he was bestowing Rei was thoughts of wisdom and knowledge only someone

who'd been on the planet longer could. Rei viewed Duncan, at most, like an Uncle or a brother; someone he could confide in but

had no moral obligation to keep Rei out of harms way beyond politeness. Duncan viewed Rei the same, at least he thought at the

time. The thought that Duncan wanted him for purely sex had vanished mostly from his thought. He knew Duncan was gay, he had

seen the desktop in his office; a picture of a wolf in nothing bending over something, with a tail raised. It had made Rei blush

at the time, since Duncan did not seem the type to be driven by sexual desire and lust, but he was still a man, and a man had to

have an outlet.

Sometimes, Duncan would be gone for a night, going out on dates Rei had been told, and honestly, Rei believed him. When Duncan

came home the next morning smelling of fresh soap and rumpled clothing, it had not been hard for the now fifteen year old raccoon

to realize his buddy was going out to get laid. Sometimes though Duncan went out on jobs. Jobs took a couple days to two weeks to

complete, and Duncan never talked specifics. When he was leaving he left Rei money, enough food to live on, and a training

regiment including study and physical fitness. He was allowed to go out if he wanted, but no company. Rei agreed. He had a lot

of freedom here and a good life, even if he was being zapped from time to time.

Duncan also was a ruthless teacher. He expected nothing but perfection in his education. His studies were hard and intense, and

if he didn't Ace something, Duncan had him reread the material in whole, and a newer test was developed. Rei hated it, he would

have much rather spent his time in the gym, but the training he was getting in mind and body was rather interesting. He wasn't

learning about what battle won the Revolutionary War, he was learning how to develop technology. All sorts of tech manuals were at

his dispoal, and a lot of his educational projects were electronic and cybertronic. He had to build things, from simple little

robots, to intricate little devices such as two way communication devices, and other neat little things. Sometimes, Duncan would

have him take apart a computer from top to bottom, monitor and keyboard and mouse and all, and then have him put it all back

together with no help other than what he knew.

One day, around Rei's 16th birthday he was sparring with Duncan in the gym; they were working on hand to hand combat today. Rei

was dressed in a pair of athletic gym shorts and a tight black shirt. HIs hands were not padded and all he wore was a mouth guard

to protect his teeth. Duncan was dressed similarly, though his outfit had been white for some reason; probably to contrast their

movements on the video. Duncan liked to replay their spars for Rei and point out all the mistakes he'd made over the fight. Rei

had been trying his best to actually knock Duncan on his ass, but to no avail. He knew Duncan always pulled his swings, his

kicks, and just plain old skill.

"C'mon, Rei. You're too slow to do anything serious. Try to speed up!" It was Duncan, trying to goad him on and do something

stupid, like attack wildly and make mistakes on his footing.

Rei huffed and narrowed those eyes, fists up and moving quickly. He shot right past Duncan and spun around, his foot coming up in

a spin kick attempt motion for his head. Duncan ducked and grabbed Rei by his thigh, shoving him backwards and knocking him off

his balance. Rei recovered easily enough, his hands came up and rolled backwards, doing a backwards flip and landing right back

on his feet. Duncan moved forward then, delivering a few pulled punches, ones that hit him square on the jaw, sending Rei's head

reeling. Rei continued to move backwards, absorbing the punches and the blows coing to his face, feeling more and more punches

landing on his figure, his head ringing with pain as it was being knocked from side to side, and when he felt Duncan shift

forward, he moved.

Rei's arms launched up and curled around Duncan's neck tightly, and brought his knees up again and again, slamming his knees

upwards, more and more, trying to hit Duncan's stomach. The wolf was bringing up his own knees to deflect the kicks and the

slams, but a few got through. Duncan could do only one thing to distract the raccoon and end it, and probably win; he pushed

forward.

Rei could not keep his balance, the weight of the bigger male was more than his smaller could handle, and he fell backwards. He

ended up slamming down onto the blue padded mat behind him, grunting as he hit it and the wolf landing ontop of him, trying to pin

him down. Both of them had been sparring for hours, working on kicks and punches, and then the spar. Hot breaths began to pant

out of their lips as they laid there, chest to chest, and head to head. Rei stared up into those chocolate brown eyes, unable to

move with the heavier weight on his younger body. He was still holding Duncan around his neck, as tightly as he could without

straggling the bigger male. Duncan's muzzle was mere inches from his own, and sweat trickled down his brow, Rei's keen eyes

watching the trickle of watery fluid roll down his brow. This distraction was what made the next sensation all the more shocking.

Rei felt Duncan's lips, hot with his breath and sweet as mint, press to his own in a kiss. Before Rei could even register what

they were doing, his own lips had parted with instinct, his body knowing more of what to do than his mind. The sensation of a

hot, wet muscle sliding into his muzzle, finding his tongue and coiling around it made the boy moan. His back arched as his hands

relaxed on Duncan's body, sliding from holding his neck to his back, feeling the muscles of his back flex as he leaned more to

kiss his young student. If it had been two years ago when he'd been plucked off the streets, he'd have figured this was all

Duncan was after. but it had not been so. Now, almost sixteen, his body desired something it hadn't when he'd been just a child.

Duncan figured words could have spoiled the mood, and went with that. Silence was golden. His lips pulled back from Rei, glad his

punches had knocked out Rei's mouthguard while he had been punching away a few minutes ago. He licked at Rei's neck, making the

young raccoon shiver in sexual pleasure and desire. Duncan's hands had moved from holding his body up, now sitting up on his

knees and straddling the youth, and touching the hem of his tight black shirt. With a gentle push, he edged the shirt upards,

knowing Rei would use his hands to help the shirt off his body eventually. He moved it up more and more, admiring the lad's body

as if he had seen it for the first time. Watching the boy who he was helping become a man. He saw the forming six pack of

muscles on his stomach, the forming pectorals and arms, yes. Rei would be a handsome man when he was done growing. Rei lifted

his arms to help get his shirt off, breathing hard still as he stared up at Duncan.

The brown wolf pulled his own shirt off, exposing muscles that gone through years of training and experience, showing off the scar

on his left pectoral that Rei had always wondered about. One of Rei's hands moved to touch that expanse of muscle that was

Duncan's stomach, but the wolf moved up onto his feet. He gripped the waistband of his shorts and slid them down, which left the

wolf in only a pair of blue boxer briefs.

Rei, following the trend, scrambled to his feet and held the hem of his own shorts, quickly stepping out of them and soon only

left in his grey boxer briefs. He didn't want to go a moment longer without touching Duncan, and launched himself at the bigger

wolf, pressing his lips closer and kissing him, feeling the spark of passion flare once more between them as Duncan's arms curled

around Rei's waist, holding onto him tightly as his own arms were around the wolf's neck, clinging to it as they kissed with

Duncan's tongue once more in his hot muzzle. Rei was having a hard time keeping his groin from betraying him. He could feel the

head of his erection already slipping out of his sheath and straining against the grey cotton material of his underwear. Duncan

turned, leaning Rei against the wall near the door as he leaned down and continued to kiss the handsome, erotic little raccoon who

had given up sanity for hormones, an act many young men fell into at his age.

Duncan continued to kiss Rei, using every skill his tongue could pull out, wiggling and moving about inside his muzzle to keep Rei

going, and the effect was giving Rei one hell of an erection. He could feel the painful strain of his underwear against his cock

by the time Duncan pulled back, a coy grin on the wolf's face as he stepped away from Rei, and held onto his own waistband.

Duncan tugged down and stripped himself naked, tossing the underwear to the floor where the rest of his cloths were. Rei nearly

had an orgasm right then and there, seeing the erection jutting out from Duncan's body; a thick, full, ebony length that screamed

wolf. It was thick and had prominant, though handsome, veins along it. The tip was shining with something slippery dripping from

the tip, and the rest of the length was long and glossy.

Rei felt the tip of his boxer briefs go damp. He had not had an orgasm, but he was quite litterally drooling precum. Like his

teacher, he quickly stripped himself of the last article of clothing he had on his body, revealing a pink and red erection, not as

big as Duncan's, but he had a few more growth spurts to go through. His length was almost coated in his precum, which seemed to

make him look all the more attractive to Duncan. The wolf edged forward then, leaning down to deliver another warm kiss to the

boy's lips as his hands moved; one to curl his hot fingers around Rei's erection, the other behind him yo cup over those firm

cheeks that consistuted his rear end. Rei ended up moaning as the hand glided up and down along his length and then over his

rear, feeling his muscles tense and tight, fingers brushing under his tail. Rei could not believe it was happening, his hands

were shaking and his heart pounding.

The next sensation Rei felt was hands leaving his length and rear, and then to under his hips. The sensation of being lifted up

was felt with the wall as leverage, pressing against his back. Duncan was holding him up, and then began to moved his hands,

helping Rei curl his legs around his waist. This made the heat of a very hard lupine length against his rear end all the more

obvious. He shivered in pleasure and closed his eyes as he looked up at Duncan, who had him moved his hands around his neck. The

big, handsome wolf leaned in then, to kiss him.

The moment he felt the hot lips touching his own and a tongue sliding once more into his muzzle, he closed his eyes. He felt

pressure unlike any he had felt before, which was something black, hard, and wet against his puckered entrance. Duncan was giving

him a rather pleasurable kiss to distract him as the pressure mounted and moved forward, more and more, until it broke the

flexing muscle's control and dove right into his body.

A brief pang of pain shot through him now, his body trembling as the pain continued to move deeper and deeper into his body,

wondering how the hell sex could feel so damn good if it hurt so much. But then, the thick length pushed even further in, and hit

something he had not been expecting. The sensation of having something press so deeply, and then hitting something, some kind of

button, it made his eyes shoot open and moan, the painful feeling gone, now only warm, hot pleasure of something that had probably

done this more times than he could count. his penis throbbed, a thick torrent of precum actually flowed from his length, trickling

down along his crimson shaft and down along his cream colored testicles.

Duncan laughed as he heard the boys new sound of moaning, instead of sucking in air through his teeth. That made his day; he had

been worried Rei would be in so much pain that they wouldn't be able to properly enjoy it. But, he seemed to have found that

wonderful sweet spot buried deep within the boy's body, and now they were going to have a lot of fun. Duncan did know one thing,

a Virgin was a hair trigger, and if he took his time there could be problems. Rei had never had sex before, and he needed to

remember that.

The wolf began to glide his length backwards, holding Rei up with one hand now that he had the raccoon supporting some of the

weight with his clenched legs and his hands around his neck, there wasn't such a need to hold him up with his own full strength.

He slid outwards until only his head was remaining inside his body, and then plowing forward. He moaned loudly, his back arching

in pleasure as he felt his thail thump back against the stone then, his body trembling as he felt the length drive right on in and

then hit his prostate, making him scream out a bit in pleasure. Rei had to break the kiss, he needed more air and his nose just

wasn't supplying the most oxygen.

Duncan began to thrust more and more into him, slamming more of his length into the smaller male as Rei cried out in pleasure,

more and more pre cum would leak from the tip of his penis, as well as Duncan's, which was lubricating his passage nicely. The

biting sensation of muscles being stretched well beyond what he wanted them to be was vanishing, and only the blinding hot

pleasure was filling his senses. He moaned out loudly, his ears back against his head as he felt Duncan's pace quicken with

pleasure and passion, which made Rei gasp outloud for more.

Right as Duncan was about to reach his zenith, the peak no man could ever climb back from, his hand shot out and curled around the

base of Rei's erection, holding onto it firmly then as he began to furiously masturbate the smaller raccoon. This got the boy to

scream out again for pleasure, his hands holding even more tightly to Duncan's neck, clinging to it tightly and unable to break

away as he gasped for pleasure and lust.

Finally, with a howl of wonderful release, Duncan hit his climax. His erection throbbed and errupted then, more and more of his

member began to throb as his penis just exploded inside the smaller male. Hot torrents of his vital seed filled up the once

virgin passage, coating the inner walls in his wolf seed, and firing up more and more ropes of semen that burned Rei from the

inside out.

The smaller raccoon howled in pleasure, as if a raccoon could really howl. He screamed out Duncan's name as he too came. The hot

white ropes of cum fired up and splashed up along Duncan's chest and stomach, leaving hot white marks of semon pouring down his

body in such a way that made him look all the more erotic as the seed soaked into his fur, trickling down his figure. Some of his

semen had fallen down along his testicles and his stomach, and all Rei could do was breathe hard, laying against the heavy wall

and the big wolf holding him up, though he did take a glance downward to see his teacher's hand coated in his own cream.

"Well now," Duncan began as he leaned in, kissing Rei on his lips softly. "It seems I have some new lessons to teach you, kid."

Click.

Rei shivered and came out of his transe. He had been thinking about Duncan while he picked the lock, and apparently he had

enjoyed his own thoughts. A glance down along his body exposed that the head of his length was out of his sheath. His cheeks

burned in a blush. Not the time to get a hardon, not all.

He wiggled his wrist and out slipped his last wrist. Free, or well, mostly free. He bent over then and hiked up the black

boxer briefs around his ankles, deciding modesty was needed here. He turned around then and looked at the door infront of him.

"Well now, time to go."

To be continued...