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Paul couldn't believe he was doing this again, he thought as he rode the elevator upwards to his scandalous destination. It was just the stress of finals; he also thought trying to justify what he was going to do. Just like it had been the stress of that huge report, and the stress of midterms, and the stress of that other huge report, and the stress of knowing he was here too. The elevator stopped and the doors opened, he took a deep breath and walked to room 1805 and reached up with golden paw and knocked on the door and it opened almost immediately.

"Well, look what the laughing dog dragged in. Still not being satisfied" asked Richard who stood there with a smirk.

"Shut up" Paul replied, pushing him aside and entering the apartment, "let's just get this over with so I can get back to studying."

"Now hold on" the dark gray wolf said closing the door behind Paul and grabbing the Corsac and pulling him into a kiss, taking a firm hold on the Fox's still tight little ass. Their tongues intertwining, battling, but Richard easily won as Paul melted and reverted to a more submissive state. He didn't like doing this. He really liked Knox, his boyfriend, as he was a nice, interesting, and fun to be around. Paul wanted it to work and wanted it to last, but Richard was right, he wasn't satisfied sexually.

The problem had been Knox, the lovable canine he was, was more of a bottom then Paul, and Paul had done it for a living when he was younger. It had been fun and exciting at first, but the Corsac had grown tired of it and wanted some cock in him for a change, but never could get Knox to commit which left him buying a few expensive toys that never really did the job. Then he had run into Richard, which had been a complete surprise, and then this started happening and Paul felt horrible. Though he just couldn't stop no matter how much he loved Knox.

Richard got more aggressive with the now much smaller male as Corsacs didn't grow to be very tall. Slowly, they moved back to the back of the living room which the wolf had a converter-sofa where he broke the kiss and gently push the fox to sit down as he undid his pants and unleashed his hard wolf cock. Paul couldn't help but lick his lips and push his snout against the underside of it, letting it rest on his face. His nose pressed against the wolf's heavy sac, his sense of smell invaded by his strong musk. Paul was now on fire with lust.

The Fox's tongue went from his mouth to the Wolf's sac and up and around his shaft all the way to the tip before the tip, and then the whole member, went inside the Corsac maw. Richard let out a moan as the tip of his cock pushed against the back of his childhood friend's throat as his right paw went to the back of that friend's head as it bobbed back and forth on his hard wolfhood, sucking and slurping away at it. Richard relaxed with more moans as he let his dick be worked over by the expert fox muzzle, letting his pants fall to his knees as they were tugged at by the fox so he could cup his balls.

He didn't last five minutes after that though, tensing up as his cock twitched, exploding pent up wolf spunk in to Fox's wanting maw, which greedily drank it down. Richard held there for a moment, panting, staring down at Paul who was still suckling on his cock, trying to milk every last drop.

"That was great as always. Let's go into the bed room for the rest of the fun." He lifts Paul off the sofa, stepping out of his pants, his cock still hard and bouncing with his movements as he guides the other male into the other room with the comfy bed. He takes off his shirt and Paul ditches his pants, exposing his hard on and cute rump which Richard can't help but stare at. As soon as the Fox is naked, he embraces him with a kiss and pushes the smaller man down on the bed where the start to make out.

"Stop with all the foreplay" Paul says breaking the kiss as he's groped more by the wolf on top of him. "Just fuck me already."

"Whatever you say" Richard replied sticking his tongue out as gets up, grabs the lube from the side table and applies some to his aching member and Paul's tight tail hole. "He really doesn't touch you down here does he?"

"Shut up, and fuck me."

Richard smirks again as he lines up and pushes into Paul, forcing his way past the resistance of the pink ring of muscle and into the moist heat of the Fox's inside. Richard grunts, Paul gasps. The Fox wraps his legs around the wolf's waist, drawing him closer. He needs this. It's been too long since he's been filled by a man and Richard is more than happy to be that man.

In and out, Richard thrusts. He's in an odd crouching like position, which lifts Paul a little off the bed, but it lets him pound away at his friend's anus. He's built up some strong hip muscles and he's very willing to use them to please the fox. The bed creaks, Paul moans and cries out, and Richard changes positions so that he's standing at the edge of the bed and Paul is face down.

He grabs the fox's small hips, and slams back into him forcing Paul to bite down on the sheets as he's a little self-conscious about how loud he can get. Part of him knows he shouldn't be doing this, but the rest of him is in pure bliss to have his tail hole stretched like this, to have his insides probed in such a dirty but hot fashion. Every time Richard's cock brushed against his sweet spot, a new wave would pour over him. He lost it when a wolf paw wrapped around his straining fox hood and pumped it a few time, climaxing all over the now messed as body spasms, tightening around the wolf inside him.

"Damn it Paul" Richard moans as forces his swollen knot in the orgasmic fox and quickly loses his control and he pumps several loads of his spunk into him. They collapse, panting and lay there for a while, Paul enjoying the feeling of hot wolf seed filling his rump and Richard the feeling of Paul beside him. It doesn't last though, he knows it won't. His knot will go down and he'll have to pull out of Paul with a slick pop so that he can get dress and leave to go back to Knox. "Why can't you stay?"

"You know why."

"It just doesn't make any sense."

"Yes it does."

"It just feels to me like fate screwed us over."

"Not this again, Richard."

"Yes this again." He said pulling out of Paul and standing up.

"I like Knox; he's good for me and to me. I love him."

"Then why come to me! Why is it that my penis is good enough for you, but I'm not? What does he have that I don't have?"

"It just didn't work out between us Richard, this is just, something."

"Something? The only reason we broke up is because you went to that fancy school..."

"... and you became a man whore."

"After you broke up with me! I was in pain! My first real love dumped me! I've tried making it up to you. The way that I treated you after that fight, but you rejected me for Knox and Mr. Confused-sexually."

"That's not nice" he said crossing his arms.

"And what the hell kind of name is Knox anyway?"

"It's his name, and this, how you're acting right now, is why I don't think we'd work out." He gets up off the bed and starts putting his clothes back on.

"You have to understand, I'm frustrated and confused. You won't date me but you'll date these dudes but end up coming to me to give you what you want."

"Yes, because all you have that I want is your dick. That's all this is."

"You know I can't be happy with just that."

"Then I'm sorry. We had something, there was a chance for something, but we missed it. Knox makes me happy, I want to try this with Knox, and maybe it doesn't work out in the end, but you and I just won't work."

"But I don't understand why? I'm a decent guy right? I'm nice; I can love you both with my heart and my penis."

"It's just, more than that. I'm sorry, but if you can't understand that, then we're just going to have to end this."

"I'm not going to give up on you."

"Sorry, Richard" He walked out and closed the door behind him. Richard's communicator buzzed.

"This is ninety-seven" he said answering it. The voice talked to him and he nodded with it. "Understood, wheels up in thirty, I'll be there." He hung up and grabbed his bag, burying his emotion deep inside. It had to wait, just as he had to wait for Paul. One day, surely, he would wake up and recognize what a mistake he was making.