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The Golden Option by Rahne Kallon

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"You sure you can't make it, Jerry?" Erin asked, clutching his cell phone in his paw.

"Not tonight, honey," said the remorseful German Shepherd on the phone. "I'm snowed in, you're on the other side of town, I have to be up early tomorrow..."

"Fuck." The coyote sighed in frustration as he laid back against his bed. It looked like he'd be sleeping alone tonight, which soured his mood, considering how much he wanted to bed the other canine.

"I know, I know. Another night, though, okay?" Jerry said. "Maybe tomorrow night."

"Maybe?" Erin remarked, apprehensive, but simultaneously hopeful.

Jerry chuckled. "Probably tomorrow night."

The dog's tone and optimisim made Erin smile a bit. He finally relaxed against the pillow, imagining Jerry right there with him. "I guess I can make do with that."

"Unless you wanna fuck your roommate. That ocelot."

"...Yeah. I don't think so," Erin replied, grimacing as he sat back up.

Jerry snickered. "Just a suggestion. Cats are kinda sexy. Not as much as canines, but I have a thing for spots. And their claws...seriously. You have no idea how amazing they feel."

The coyote scoffed. "Maybe you do. I prefer dogs squirming around in my lap," he emphasized with a grin. "Also, knots."

"I would say you have a point, but..."

"Shut up."

Jerry snickered again. "All the more reason it sucks that I can't come tonight."

Erin laid back, sighing once more. "It's alright. I'll make do."

"Tomorrow, alright?" Jerry said. Just from his tone, Erin could tell he was wagging.

He nodded, with an affirming smile. "Tomorrow."

"Have a good night, dude."

"You, too."

With that, both canines hung up, and Erin tossed his phone on the bed, letting out a deep breath.

"I really hope..." He started, getting up from his bed and heading over to the window. He opened the blinds, only to see piles upon of snow bundled against the glass. "Goddamn it," he said before heading out of his bedroom and into the living room.

He glanced out of the much larger living room window, awarded with a far better view of the snowy landscape. His eyes widened at the sheer amount of snow covering the entire block. It was barely recognizable. "You've gotta be joking."

"What's up?" his feline roommate asked.

Erin turned around to see the ocelot leaning against the kitchen counter, drinking a soda. "Jostin, do you know if it's gonna snow again tonight? Or tomorrow?"

Jostin nodded. "They said it was going to, yeah."

"That's just wonderful." The coyote glanced back out the window, frustrated.

"What's wrong? Fuck buddy not showing up tonight?" Jostin smirked, setting his soda down.

Erin glared at him, narrowing his eyes. "Yeah. Basically."

Jostin chuckled. "It's okay. I'm in the same boat."

"Really?" Erin arched a brow.

"What, you think I don't like to romp every now and again?" The feline grinned, his long spotted tail waving just above the counter.

Erin smirked back. "I can't exactly remember the last time I saw you with another guy."

"That's because I'm quite and discreet. Unlike you dogs," Jostin said matter-of-factly.

The coyote gave him a quizzical look. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Jostin shot him a cold stare. "You're very loud."

"Oh...shit." Erin suddenly felt an awkwardness in the room. "Sorry about that..."

The ocelot shook his head. "It's fine. But if you're gonna keep me up all night, I'd at least prefer to be in the same bed." And with that, Jostin's grin returned, wider and more brazen than ever.

Erin narrowed his eyes once again. "You can't be serious."

Almost to prove his point, the feline stepped out, coming around the counter, now in full view of his roommate. "Couldn't I be?"

Erin's eyes went slightly wide, once again in surprise. Are him and Jerry messing with me? He thought.

As Jostin stood there with a flirtatious smirk and confidentm golden eyes, Erin took a moment to examine him. If nothing else, Jostin's neck-length blond hair did wonders for his appearance, especially since Erin had a soft spot for blonds. A real soft spot. He even had blond highlights put into his own slightly longer, dusty brown hair. That alone made him at least consider the possibility.

He then acknowledged Jostin's clothing, taking mental note of just how well the black t-shirt and white shorts complimented his golden fur. However, he never really cared for the black spots and rosettes scattered among his body. That said, he'd never actually seen his roommate naked, so he could only speculate as to exactly how those spots painted the rest of his body under those contrasting garments. As a whole, Jostin was almost the complete opposite of the coyote, whose own body was covered in light brown fur, with a lovely white front splayed between his muzzle and inner thighs, all hidden beneath his own blue t-shirt and beige shorts.

Plus, Jerry did mention how amazing feline claws felt. And the look on Jostin's face told him he'd probably put them to good use if given the chance. Probably. At the very least, it all made Erin curious the more he thought about it.

And Jerry obviously wasn't coming tonight, so the coyote was realistically left with one option. Well, two. Spend the night by himself, with his paw, or...try having fun with his roommate for once. Who, again, happened to be blond. Erin considered the possibility a little more.

"So. You and me, eh?" he remarked, still examining his golden counterpart.

Jostin smiled, closing the gap between them as he walked forward and leaned over the couch in the living room. "Yeah. You and me."

"Should I even ask why?"

Jostin grinned again, trailing his index finger down one of the pillows. "I thought it was obvious."

Erin nodded. "I guess it is."

"I certainly hope it is." The spotted one's tail danced seductively with his words.

And of course it was. And with only two options, the choice between them was even more obvious.

"Take off your shirt," Erin said.

Jostin tilted his head slightly. "Take off my shirt?"

Erin nodded again. "That's right."

The ocelot gave the faintest of chuckles and complied. "Alright," he said, walking around the couch, closing the gap even further as he pulled his shirt over his head, removing the garment entirely from his body. He then tossed it onto the couch, standing in full view, right in front of the coyote, whose purple eyes immediately took notice.

"Am I good?" Jostin's tail curiously swayed behind him.

Erin looked him up and down, drinking in the sight of his half-naked roommate. So that's what he looks like, he thought, examining the spots and rosettes along the front of his body. Not bad. Definitely not bad. He then studied the feline's facial features: his muzzle, his nose, those golden eyes, everything that was so different from himself.

Without a word, Erin placed both paws on Jostin's hips, pulling the feline closer. "Yeah. You're good," he said, slowly dipping his paws into Jostin's shorts, squeezing his rump. "Very good."

The ocelot's chest rumbled with purrs, giving a nice, smooth vibration onto Erin as he held him. "That's good," Jostin declared with a smile. His own paws found their way under the coyote's shirt, those sharp claws gently snaking through his darker fur, causing him to shiver in response. He then lifted Erin's shirt up over his arms and head, swiftly tossing it aside.

The coyote let out a deep breath, smiling with relief as he stood, his upper body just as bare as his roommates'. "You're not too bad yourself," Jostin chuckled.

"C'mere, then." Erin pulled him close again, his paws wrapping around the feline's waist to hold him whilst Jostin's claws trailed down his back, sending more of those shivers down his spine.

"Goddamn, that feels incredible..." Erin said, blissfully arching his back into the feline's grasp.

Jostin smiled triumphantly. "I could do this all night."

"You damn well better." Erin grinned. And with that, his tongue found its way into Jostin's muzzle. He could both hear and feel those soft vibrations against him once again, in addition to a very different tongue that nonetheless meshed amazingly well with his own.

He moaned desperately into that feline muzzle once he felt those sharp claws moving down his back again. Jolting sensations coursed through his body, the kind no canine had ever given him. The kind that no canine could have given him. He responded by shoving his paws right back into Jostin's shorts, eagerly squeezing his rump as their bodies began to grind with one another, almost on reflex.

Jostin moaned right back, returning every bit of passion as he pressed himself hard against the coyote. And when Erin felt that inevitable feline tip poking against him, he finally broke their kiss.

He smiled, glancing down at the bulges in both of their shorts. "So. Bedroom?" He trailed his paws up the ocelot's back.

"Who's bedroom?" Jostin asked, smoothing down the creases in Erin's fur.

The canine grinned, licking that wide, pink nose. "Mine."

"Alright." Jostin smiled back, giving Erin's butt a playful slap before walking off toward the coyote's sanctuary.

Erin followed close behind him, once again examining Jostin's fur as the feline walked with a deliberate sway in his hips.

"Can't even remember the last time I was in your room," the spotted one said as he stripped down to his boxers and climbed onto the bed.

"It's usually occupied with someone else," Erin remarked as he followed suit, stripping down to his own boxers before joining Jostin on the bed.

"Glad I could be that someone." The spotted one smiled as Erin straddled his waist, glancing down at him with a lascivious look.

"Sure," was all the coyote said as Jostin's paws graced the front of his body, using soft pads, not claws, to stroke along his fur. Enjoying himself thus far, Erin sensually rocked his hips over Jostin's, practically giving the feline a lapdance.

Jostin breathed out a soft moan as his own hips responded in kind to Erin's movements. The increasing bulges in both boxes became too evident to ignore and Erin couldn't help but tremble again when he felt those claws running down his sides.

"Let's get these off," Jostin said with a clever double meaning, referring to both of their garments.

"Sooner the better." The canine smiled, peeling his boxers down to his knees, revealing a semi-hard and quickly growing length. The gleeful look on his roommate's face caused him to sway his hips a little more before finally slipping his boxers all the way off.

Erin breathed out a sigh of relief, smiling as he stood fully naked among the feline's lap. Jostin gazed at him in awe, his paws stroking up and down the coyote's sides, holding him firmly. "You are fuckin' gorgeous," he said.

"Glad you approve," Erin replied as he throbbed, erect and hard in Jostin's lap. Before he could say another word, the feline wrapped an arm around him, pulling him down to the bed.

"I do," Jostin whispered in a seductive voice, gently pinning the canine on his back as he effectively switched places with him. Erin chuckled, tail swaying under him as he obliged. His purple eyes remained fixed and steady upon the ocelot as Jostin slid his own boxers down. Slowly, teasingly, swaying his hips, Jostin worked them down inches at a time, showing off his own feline length, which differed greatly from Erin's.

By the time he worked the garment down to his knees, Erin couldn't keep his paws off him; right paw stroking along his erect cock while the left worked its way up the feline's stomach. A satisfied moan left Jostin's muzzle as he arched forward and pulled his underwear all the way off. He swiftly tossed them across the room, basking in the warm and thicker fur of his non-spotted counterpart.

Erin's paw nestled along the feline's neck, gently pulling him down for a kiss that Jostin was all to happy to share. Now, both hard and completely driven by mutual, sexual ambition, the two of them moaned hungrily as their tongues met and danced between their muzzles.

They tilted their heads in opposite directions, almost predicting what the other wanted as they deepened their oral engagement. At the same time, Erin squeezed along that barbed cock, forcing soft whimpers from Jostin's throat as the feline began to thrust against his paw.

Though mostly foreign to him, Erin nonetheless found the ocelot's length just as pleasant as any other he'd encountered. Well, almost. Jostin didn't have a knot. And the soft barbs on his tip brought forth a completely different feel than the smooth, tapered tip of a canine penis. If anything, it made him even more curious.

Eventually, he lowered his thumb to grab his own shaft, now stroking both cocks together as he matched the rhythm of his partner's hips.

Their vocals quickly escalated, particularly Jostin's, and it wasn't long before precum dribbled from their tips. Their kiss finally broke and Jostin quickly brought his knees astride the canine's hips, his tail lashing with anticipation as he said, "I want you in me right now."

"Someone's a little demanding," Erin replied with a toothy grin.

"I just know what I want." Jostin teasingly wiggled his hips. "So," he said, running his paws along Erin's chest. "Where's your lube?"

The coyote cocked his head the right. "Dresser." A small breath of anticipation left his muzzle once Jostin jumped off of him to retrieve the lubricant. Even with the short distance, the feline still retained that sexy sway in his hips. Erin's eyes stayed on him the entire time, still captivated by the various patterns scattered all over his body. And the way his tail moved back and forth was especially mesmerizing.

Erin smiled and turned onto his side, more or less enjoying the view. "Have to admit, tails like that look especially gorgeous on a guy whose naked."

Jostin giggled. "Someone likes cat all of a sudden," he said, swaying his hips and tail a little more as he picked out the lube from the assortment of items on Erin's dresser.

Before he could turn back around, he felt the coyote embrace him from behind. That hard, canine length pressed against his lower back, while both paws explored the front of his body. Jostin purred and leaned against him, closing his eyes as he wrapped his tail around Erin's waist.

"Maybe it's just you that I like," the canine whispered as he held him close.

"You flatter me," Jostin said, still purring with content.

Erin was so tempted to fuck him right there against his dresser. It probably would've been just as good as any position on the bed. Maybe more so. And just as he positioned his tip under that lovely tail, Jostin broke free of his grasp.

"Unh uh." He teasingly waved a finger.

"What?" The coyote stood there, throbbing and wanting.

Jostin nuzzled him before pressing a paw to his chest. "Down, boy." He smirked and ushered him back on the bed.

"I guess you're the one in control here." Erin chuckled as he fell back onto the bed.

"Damn right. I can be a bit of a power bottom. And right now I just want to ride you." The feline smiled as he slowly climbed back on top of him. He nuzzled him once again. Then, without a word more, he slipped his tongue back into Erin's muzzle for another kiss.

This time their engagement was much more tender, more appreciative; they slowed down to savor the unique taste of one another. Erin couldn't help himself, though. He throbbed and ached against Jostin, especially once the feline returned the favor from and began jerking their cocks together.

Erin whined with pleasure. Jostin was far better at jerking the two of them together, and that sticky, damp warmth from their cocks pressed so expertly together almost drove him over the edge.

Jostin giggled again, pulling his lips from Erin's with a satisfied smile. "You dogs are so easy."

"Coyote," Erin panted as he ran his fingers along the feline's hips.

Jostin smirked and dragged his tongue over the smaller, black nose. "Fine. Coyote," he said coyly as he slathered that thick, canine length in lubricant. Erin shivered at the substance, his blunt claws digging into that spotted fur with anticipation as he then watched Jostin spread the lube under his own tail.

Jostin's tail danced with excitement as he shifted atop the canine's body. His knees astride Erin's hips, he took hold of that tapered cock and leaned down, sighing gratefully when he felt that tip press against his passage. With an eager smile, he slowly lowered himself onto Erin's length, closing his eyes while soft vocals spilled from his muzzle. Erin moaned right along with him, his tail sweeping the bed as he firmly held Jostin by the hips, giving a gentle, yet firm push to fully bury himself inside the feline's body.

They both squirmed against each other, with Jostin wriggling on top of Erin, while the coyote rocked his hips, taking care to bury himself as deep inside Jostin as he could without actually tying with him. His knot had long since formed and pushed right up against the feline's ring.

Jostin immediately rocked his body in tune with Erin's hips, wasting no time as he began to ride him. His eyes half-lidded, he smiled blissfully as he worked himself along that canine length, sliding up and down with the kind of grace that made Jerry look like an amateur.

Erin's vocals quickly rivaled Jostin's as he drove himself hard into that luscious body, relishing every bit of warmth and tightness that surrounded his member. His paws moved all over the feline's upper body, feeling that unique, spotted fur shift between his fingers as he continued his upward thrusts.

Jostin returned the favor, working his claws along Erin's chest and stomach, making the coyote squirm even more under his ministrations.

He worked himself harder against Erin's thrusts, practically slamming himself onto that hard rock-hard length and gasping when that knot threatened to enter him right then and there.

He paused, once again wriggling in Erin's lap as he panted above him with a satisfied grin.

"What?" Erin uttered, his tongue hanging out with a smile as he, too, paused.

"You wanna put that knot to good use?" Jostin's grin widened.

Erin reached out to grasp the ocelot's own length, causing Jostin to gasp at the soft pads running over his barbs again. "I might." Erin stole his grin. He lightly stroked along the slightly smaller shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze as he rocked his hips.

"You should," Jostin moaned out, arching his back into the coyote's grasp.

Erin then wrapped his other arm around Jostin's waist, pulling him down onto the bed beside him. Slipping out of the warm and tight home of the ocelot's rump made him anxious to get right back in, especially for that inevitable tie. But seeing Jostin so tastefully laid out on his bed made him savor the moment as they shifted around and switched to a more intimate, missionary position.

Now small black nose to wide pink nose, they smiled gratefully at one another. Jostin's paws made themselves home to Erin's upper and lower back, hips and waist, while his own legs spread, and the coyote found his way toward that wanting tail hole. Guiding his way inside for the first couple inches, Erin then planted his paws firmly on the bed, situated near both sides of Jostin's chest as their muzzles met in yet another kiss.

Vocals erupted and their tongues slid passionately against each other as Erin worked his way deep inside Jostin's rump, his cock once again at home within the ocelot's warm confines.

"I probably won't last long..." he whispered, gasping in bliss as Jostin clenched tight for him.

"That's okay," the felined moaned out, digging his claws deep beneath Erin's fur to feel his soft, supple skin. The coyote nearly whined amongst his moans, closing his eyes to soak in the simultaneous sensations of Jostin's sharp claws and his tight rump. His hips rocked back and forth vigorously, his thrusts hard, deep and deliberate, driving his knot ever so deeper into his spotted partner every time.

He could hardly keep up with the feline's tongue, especially as those claws made their way up and down his back, deeply embedded in his fur. Even though he was topping, he was practically at the Jostin's mercy. His paws turned into fists, his body driven by Jostin's vocals, and mutual passion, as he slammed himself into the feline again and again.

With an aching moan, Erin slid his knot all the way inside him. They both gasped and squirmed, and the tightness of that feline rump around his knot was more than he could handle. He trembled on top of him, emptying drop after drop of canine semen into that luscious body.

Panting, their muzzles brushed against each other with newfound affection. Erin's eyes once again closed as he smiled like an idiot.

Jostin chuckled in the midst of his pants. His paws moved through Erin's fur with just pads now, not claws. "I swear, you dogs never last when you tie."

Erin growled playfully, his eyes back open as he glared at the feline.

"Right. Coyote." Jostin smirked, sligtly loosening his legs against the canine's waist. Before he could even relax, he suddenly trembled under him, gasping as Erin took hold of his shaft once more.

"You felines are so fucking smug," he said in low voice, quickly squeezing Jostin's length as he worked his paw back and forth. Now Erin was the one in control, and Jostin arched his back, moaning with glee as Erin jerked him to a climax.

The coyote grinned triumphantly as Jostin spurted all over himself. The ocelot lie panting in a heap of his own cum, grinning back at Erin as that long tail swept underneath them. "I think you enjoy it," he said, pulling the canine closer and licking his nose

Erin couldn't help but giggle as he willingly pressed into the sticky mess that was Jostin's fur. They kissed once again, lips brushing past each other as their tongues meshed with more affection than ever.

Erin breathed in the mixed scent of his and Jostin's post-arousal, smiling with content. "I'm certainly starting to."