{"sf1_id":637451,"sf2_id":"zeRrpdge","title":"'Twas a Night Full of Yiffing","author":"Whyte Yote","words":1790,"posted_at":"2013-12-25T01:00:00.000Z","tags":["Fox","Gay","M","M/M","Mm","Wolf","whyteyote"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/637451-twas-a-night-full-of-yiffing","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/zeRrpdge","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/b1/4b/b14b3f40-1d4f-44bc-871f-4eb9c43127c0","description":"It's a perennial favorite, but here it is again in a cleaner format for those who want to read. Enjoy. :3","content":"_The fox had been waiting  \nAll week for this night,   \nHe'd been working himself up  \nIn hopes that he might_\n\n_Come home with a guy  \nFrom the local gay bar  \nWho wanted to bone him  \nAnd didn't live far_\n\n_Our vulpine preferred  \nTo walk rather than drive,  \nAnd he had not a car  \nFor his day nine-to-five_\n\n_So the Florsheims it was  \nHis best dancing shoes  \nThe first things of notice  \nWhen starting to schmooze_\n\n_Are your footpaws of course  \nAre they covered or no  \nDo they flatter your figure?  \nExpose ugly toes?_\n\n_But the foxy we see  \nHe has just the right shape  \nAnd so sockless he goes  \nTo make boys stare agape_\n\n_The rest of the outfit   \nAssembles like glue  \nFishnet top, leather pants,  \nBuilt on those sexy shoes_\n\n_Cologne can be sweet  \nOr much too overpowering  \nOne whiff of the stuff  \nAny wolf would run, cowering_\n\n_Far away from the fox,  \nSo he forgoes tonight  \nWearing natural musk  \nImpossible to fight_\n\n_Any dog worth his salt  \nWould not fail to approach  \nSuch a sweet-looking fox  \nAnd not seem to encroach_\n\n_Upon personal space  \nOne would have to assume  \nBy the way this boy dances  \nEnd to end in the room_\n\n_He is certainly pegged  \nBy some master or other,  \nBut no collar or leash  \nDo his fluffy neck bother_\n\n_He must be sixteen  \nBut how did he pass  \nBy the bulldog outside  \nHave you looked at his ass?_\n\n_Only ten times or more  \nIn the last thirty seconds  \nThat tailflap is loose  \nSo much so that it beckons_\n\n_The first set of paws  \nTo do a good deed  \nAnd fasten it up  \nHelp a poor fox in need_\n\n_One wolf is the bravest  \nHe crosses the floor  \nNot the least bit the shy one  \nA paw reaches for_\n\n_That loose button of bone  \nJust above that full tail  \nAnd our fox turns to face him  \nScents nothing but male_\n\n_A smiling grey snout  \nFlashing fangs in the dark  \nThis wolf does not know that  \nHe's lit up a spark_\n\n_Of seduction down deep  \nIn our cute fox's soul  \nThe lupine is just perfect  \nFor filling the goal_\n\n_\"May I?\" Timid, he asks,  \nTrying not to seem pushy  \nThe fox tail goes left  \nIts fur well-groomed and cushy_\n\n_Making quick work  \nOf the flap, moving on  \nTo the front of the fox  \nWho thanks him, and yawns_\n\n_And is licked by the wolf  \nNow more forward than ever  \nHaving taken a chance  \nThinking himself quite clever_\n\n_The fox, startled, steps back  \nHis neck poofed all to hell  \nHis tail, thrice its size,  \nGains a few stares as well_\n\n_But the dance floor continues  \nAs loud as before  \nAnd the lupine, hot-blushing,  \nSays, \"Head for the door?\"_\n\n_The fox nods, does his best  \nTo unpuff his composure  \nAs they exit right by  \nAll the gay-boy brochures_\n\n_\"I liked how you danced,\"   \nSays the wolf to the fox  \n\"I don't get out that much,  \ndon't like twinks and the jocks.\"_\n\n_Smiling now, pleased as punch  \nThe vulpine won't say  \nHe's a self-proclaimed twink  \nFairly gayer than gay_\n\n_But for this wolf, tonight  \nHe can put on the mask  \nOf whatever it takes  \nTo perform his fave task_\n\n_Turn a corner, the dark  \nOf an alley nearby  \n\"Did my tail feel that nice?\"  \nTo this hunk of a guy_\n\n_Who replies with a stroke  \n'Long its luxury length  \nSending all kinds of chills  \nSapping our fox's strength_\n\n_And diverting it to   \nThe most obvious place  \nThe blood rushes on   \nTo his sheath, not his face_\n\n_And the wolf does not hide  \nHis own half-erection  \nThey're now front-to-front  \nAnd fangs nibble affection_\n\n_His back 'gainst the wall,  \nThe fox whimpers assention  \nThe wolf takes the hint  \nDoesn't bother to mention_\n\n_A condom, protection  \nNot any of that  \nFor they both are quite happy  \nTo do things bareback_\n\n_It's much simpler that way  \nNo awkward fumbling 'round  \nDeep in pockets or wallets  \nWhile your cock goes down_\n\n_So then off come the pants  \nOf both parties, revealing  \nTwo hard canine boners  \nWolf smiling, fox squealing_\n\n_In horny delight  \nAs the wolf he descends  \nTo kneel on one knee  \nHis long tongue never ends_\n\n_As he pushes it out  \nJust enough to the tip   \nOf our poor fox's cock  \nSees the pre, takes a sip_\n\n_And is met with a salty-sweet   \nTreat to his palate  \nSuch complexity  \nHe knows just what to call it:_\n\n_\"Delicious,\" he murrs  \nAnd goes down a mite further  \nRight up to the knot  \n\"'Pologize for the girth, rrrrr...\"_\n\n_But size doesn't matter  \nTo this lustful dog  \nHe makes use of the smaller  \nOne's cock, eyes agog_\n\n_At the throbbing of blood  \nDeep within the small member  \nSo powerful for   \nSuch a compact, cute slender_\n\n_Fox cock, and it seems  \nTo be just the right size  \nFor some deep-throating action  \nNot gagging, he tries_\n\n_For the knot, and almost  \nHe can get it all in  \nIf it weren't for his reflex  \nThe shaft is so thin and_\n\n_So wonderfully shaped  \nAnd the wolf bites the bullet  \nStacks all of his chips  \nSlides the thing down his gullet_\n\n_Now gasping, now panting  \nNow yipping with joy  \nFor our fox knows he has  \nDone just right by this boy_\n\n_It is just what he wanted   \nHe's made the right choice  \nAnd he would tell the wolf   \nShould he regain his voice_\n\n_But his balls are quite busy  \nWork harder than hard  \nMuch obliged to the wolfie  \nWho pleases his ward_\n\n_With rapt care and close mind  \nTo his near-spurting cock  \nJust a few seconds more  \nA mere tick of the tock_\n\n_And the good deed is done  \nOur fox barely gives warning  \nStarts flooding the wolf  \nAnd the smile that was forming_\n\n_Upon his pursed lips  \nNow it turns to an \"O\"  \nOf surprise, and then duty  \nAs he takes up the flow_\n\n_Of thick foxseed, hot, creamy  \nSlides into his tummy  \nWhat a good boy he's being  \nWell, no doubt, this guy's yummy_\n\n_As soon as it started  \nThe vulpine has finished  \nHis cock is deflating  \nHis climax diminished_\n\n_The wolf stands up now  \nFrom his subby position  \nAnd bends in quite close  \nSo the tired fox can listen:_\n\n_\"My friend, so it seems  \nYou have busted your nut  \nSo now what about mine?  \nYou have such a cute butt.\"_\n\n_And although he is drained  \nIn his post-cumming glow  \nThe russet-furred sheath  \nIt has heard, and it knows_\n\n_What it wants more than oral  \nA gift from behind  \nA second opportunity   \nFrom the lupine_\n\n_For another great mating  \nA different way  \nTo engage in gay sex  \nWith this wuffie today_\n\n_As his head is tied tightly  \nDirect to his cock  \nThe fox nods and his tail  \nGoes up curled like a sock_\n\n_To give room for the wolf  \nWho now unzips his pants  \nAnd pulls out his hard urgency  \nSharp as a lance_\n\n_Its respectable size  \nTops at seven point five  \nAdequate for a wolf  \nSo the fox will survive_\n\n_More or less full intact  \nAfter thoroughly plowed  \nSo it's up to the wall  \nHe goes...ears and head bowed_\n\n_\"Be gentle,\" he says  \nThough he's done this before  \nBut not in a while  \nSo he's bound to be sore_\n\n_No matter how big  \nAnd no matter how thick  \nThis wuffie, when he knots  \nBetter be more than slick_\n\n_Because yiffing in public  \nTaboo and arousing  \nCan land you in jail  \nAnd a new type of housing_\n\n_The men you find there  \nWho plunder your booty  \nDon't much care for gentle  \nIf \"bitch\" does his duty_\n\n_They make it a point  \nTo stifle their moans  \nAs the wolf meets the fox  \nLip-locking kills their tones_\n\n_And the probing begins  \nFirst searching, then urging  \nTill the foxhole gives way  \nTo incessant cock-searching_\n\n_Pinned against the wall  \nCold hard bricks on his back  \nOur dear vulpine, he spreads  \nLegs wide, fondles his sac_\n\n_And then that of the wolf  \nWho gets into a rhythm  \nHis back arches in  \nTo rid wuffballs of jism_\n\n_It starts working, as sex  \nIs oft wont to do  \nFor the typical end   \nEnds up covered in spoo_\n\n_And two eager canids   \nAre approaching the end  \nWith erections abounding  \nA climax to tend_\n\n_Our dear wolf, he knows well  \nTo not tie with the fox  \nFor the alley is sure patrolled  \nBy rent-a-cops_\n\n_Who are sworn to protect  \nThe public from wrong  \nThough it's hardly offending  \nTo see a wolf dong_\n\n_Being inserted now, rather   \nZealous, I'd say  \nUp the rear of a vulpine  \nWho's glad that he's gay_\n\n_And a part of this moment  \nGoing out was the best  \nTo occupy his time  \nWith a wolf as his guest_\n\n_Who has proven effective   \nIn sexual matters  \nThat knot pounding   \nHis insides to bloody tatters_\n\n_It feels so damn good!  \nAnd the wolf hunches over  \nHis balls tighten faster  \nRight paw moves to cover_\n\n_Their collective heat  \nFrom the rest of the world  \nWhile inside his boots  \nThe lupine's grey toes curl_\n\n_He empties all his seed   \nIn a tight, willing ass  \nIn the shadows of alleys  \nKinky, but with class_\n\n_And grace, with modesty  \nUnknown to his kind  \nHe is quiet and murmurs  \nSweet nothings refined_\n\n_In a voice so low, gentle  \nLike their clandestine coupling  \nThe size of his load  \nIt enlarges, size doubling_\n\n_He's waited for this   \nThe whole entire day  \nFinishing with a fox  \nWho's a wonderful lay_\n\n_Is a gay cruiser custom  \nTake advantage of those  \nWho are smaller than you   \nBy taking off their clothes_\n\n_So his thrusts become slower  \nAnd the flow starts to wane  \nThe sky opens, light flashing   \nUshering in the rain_\n\n_Disconnecting, they pull  \nUp their soaking-wet garments  \nAnd shiver in the dark  \nWhen food reaches the varmints._\n\n_\"Do you smell that?\" our fox  \nHe asks, hungry as well.  \nDown the street there's a Krispy Kreme  \nDoughnuts to sell_\n\n_The cops are all hunkered down  \nOver their mugs  \nOur canids aren't that far  \nFrom looking like thugs_\n\n_So the fox, in his boyish tone  \nPets the wolf's neck  \nAnd asks, \"Your place or mine?\"  \nGives his nosepad a peck_\n\n_\"Well, you choose,\" says the wolf  \nWhom the vulpine obeys  \nTurns swiftly on his heels   \nThey begin through the maze_\n\n_Of concrete and steel  \nOn this cold, lonely night   \nFor these two lusty dogs  \nThe stars seem to shine bright_\n\n_If only for a moment   \nWhile plowing a hole  \nIt's still more than nothing   \nTells you you have a soul_\n\n_Deep down in there somewhere  \n'Neath flesh, fur and bone  \nIf you think with your cock   \nThen you're not alone_\n\n_Because out there there's someone  \nWho thinks like you do  \nSo go find your own fox  \nHe's been waiting for you.._\n\n  \n  \n\n"}