Gift in the Closet
Keywords: Android, Wolf, Fox, Teenager, Ear Fetish
It was the middle of a cool summer night when a seventeen-year-old fox in suburbia decided that life was remarkably less fun without his brother around. Not, of course, that he wasn't happy for the wolf; it wasn't often he got to go all over a few states to see some of his friends. Nonetheless, he was starting to miss not having so much room in his bed. Come to think of it, he was starting to miss not having so much room under his tail. Holding a pillow to his slim form with a sigh, the fox twitched his ears as he attempted to escape into sleep. That is, until his eyes shot open and he sat bolt upright. He had forgotten about the 'surprise' his brother had left him in their closet, saying only that the fox should open it if he was lonely. Thinking that he certainly qualified as lonely by this point, he slinked out from under the covers and stumbled in the dark to the closet door. Hand trembling slightly in anticipation, the fox pulled open the door with a soft creak.
He nearly jumped out of his skin. For what lay inside the tiny space was not a box as he had expected, but what appeared to be a wolf, and a large one at that. After he calmed from his fright, the fox noticed that the wolf was utterly immobile, and that it was most decidedly male. This was made obvious by the lack of clothes- the wolf was naked, save for a note taped to his chest.
'Dear Mark, I know how lonely beds can get, especially for you, so I took the liberty of hooking you up with this big guy. His name's CZ-A, but you can call him whatever. He's a full-time bed buddy. In every sense of the word. I know how hormonal you get. Love you, little brother. Have fun!'
Looking back to the android in the closet, Mark noticed that one of the wolf's nipples was actually a cleverly disguised button. Pressing it, the fox gasped as the android came to life.
Smiling gently, the big wolf took Mark into his arms and carried him over into the bed. After laying his charge onto the bed without even the softest thump, the android curled his massive body around the fox, wrapping his arms around the vulpine frame. Mark began to murr softly, melting submissively in the wolf's arms. Sensing this, the android's program shifted accordingly, and his head leaned forward to nibble on the fox's ear.
Mark would later recount that it was a miracle he didn't wake his parents, such was the yelp he'd given. It didn't help matters when the wolf began snaking his tongue, wetted by artificial saliva into the soft-furred inside of Mark's ear. His ears always had been his weak point, and if he was at the android's mercy before, he had lost all free will by now. Mark began to moan softly and wriggle, sheath filling up in his boxers. Slowly, his teenage musk wafted into the android's nostrils as they chuffed about, breathing in the fox's scent as all wolves' do.
Reacting to this, the wolf had plenty of data to form a profile about the fox in his arms. His body heat rose. Artificial musk sprayed softly from his groin. His own cock began to harden. Knowing just what to do with his fox, CZ-A lay his charge on his back and shifted himself to kneel upon Mark's legs, leaning over to hold the fox's arms to the bed as he whimpered.
Despite any outward appearance of fear, Mark was aflame with passion. This golem seemed to know his every turn-on. It was a thrill to watch the artificial muscles move beneath the softer-than-real fur. Mark was a submissive fox, and he knew it. It was absolute pleasure for him to be held beneath this hulking beast, writhing and moaning, baring his throat to the dominant android. Grinning ferally, the wolf reached down to rub at mark's emerging foxhood. CZ-A began pumping his charge slowly, eliciting more moans and feeble struggles as he slicked his paw with the natural juices he coaxed from the fox. Widening his grin, the wolf brought his groin forward, lifting Mark's head. The lubrication was unnecessary, seeing as the android produced his own, but as he slammed his hard wolfcock into his fox's throat, it was clear that it was more than enjoyable for Mark.
In classic dominance style, the android thrust himself over and over into the vulpine muzzle, growling low in his throat and holding the fox's head in place. Mark had no choice but to lay back and take it, a fact which pleased him greatly as he folded his ears, face flushing. Soon enough, or perhaps too soon, the android decided it was enough, time to move onto the main event. Mark was only too happy to comply, rolling onto his stomach before raising his rump high in the air, tail raised proudly. Growling louder, the wolf leaned over, placing one powerful arm on each side of his fox's shoulders.
Mark knew what was coming. He knew he'd probably scream for more. He knew his parents might
walk in at any moment and see him getting fucked into happy oblivion by this hulking wolf. And the funny thing?
He didn't care.
The fox yelped loud as the android pressed slowly into his not-so-virgin tail hole, moaned and shook as he pulled out. Then he froze- a moment of motionless bliss before all hell broke lose beneath that fluffy red tail.
Mark moaned and yelled, begged for more as his vulpine body was rocked by his mechanical lover. The wolf's paws roamed all over his body, pinching nipples, scritching his tummy, and always, there was that hot muzzle gnawing on his ears. Harder and harder the android went, growling and increasing the intensity of all his ministrations.
The fox was in heaven. He was being fucked like the fox he was and loving every minute. There was such power in that android's hips. It felt to Mark as though there were a jackhammer pounding his foxy backside. And he loved it. He felt himself tremble, felt his fuzzy sac draw up tight. He was close, and the wolf could sense it. Snarling, he bit down hard on his fox's scruff, lifting Mark bodily and thrusting harder still. True to his nature, the android knew just how to set the fox off. Growling and wrapping his arms around his upright fox's chest and belly, CZ-A began to slam his knot against Mark's entrance, opening him wider and wider; the fox moaned and moaned. So close. So very, very close.
Time slowed down for Mark as he felt that knot slip past his ring. He felt his climax rip from his brain, down through his chest and into his groin. He felt his balls contract, felt every delicious pulse of his twitching member as it sprayed his chest with glob after glob of his own spunk, some sticking, the rest landing with a splatter on his groin. He heard himself moaning, screaming as the android bit harder, pumping him full of artificial wolfcum. He felt himself shaking; shaking in those wonderful, wonderful arms. It didn't matter if they were organic or not; they were real enough.
The fox felt time pick up its speed again as the wolf swiveled him around on his knot. Pulling the covers over them both, the android lay on his back, muzzle open wide and chewed softly on the fox's neck until he passed out into a dreamless, euphoric sleep. Smiling at a job well done, CZ-A powered down, leaving just enough of his functions turned on to hold the fox through the night.