The Magic Inside Him: Chapter 2
The Magic Inside Him
Chapter 2
As Marcus walked back to the hotel, his mind continued the battle he had put on hold while with Hayden. Should he call the coyote or not? He may not even answer; it could be a fake number after all. This calmed him down a bit, but the worry and indecision still knotted inside his chest.
He remembered the time he was on assignment in Vladivostok to locate and disarm seven nuclear missiles the royal government had tracked to the city. They weren't there. Marcus always thought it was a setup, and he was the one who had to call the Prince and tell him the missiles were missing.
"Calling a silly coyote shouldn't be harder than that," he thought, pulling out his cell phone.
He pulled up the coyote's number, which he had labeled as "Hotstuff," and paused. His thumb hovered over the call button on the screen until he finally took a deep breath and pressed his thumb down.
He expected it to ring a few times before the coyote answered and was startled when he picked up just after the first ring.
"Hello?" asked the familiar voice that made Marcus' tail start to wag instinctively.
Marcus gathered himself quickly and responded. "Uh hi. I'm Marcus. You fixed my coffee for me today at the-"
He wasn't even able to finish before the coyote excitedly interrupted. "Oh hey! I thought you weren't going to call. As soon as you left I noticed I had forgotten to give you my name. I guess it seemed kinda creepy for me to be hitting on you and not even tell you my name. It's Gabriel, or just Gabe, by the way."
The knot in Marcus' chest disappeared as he realized the coyote, or Gabriel, was just as nervous as he was.
"Gabriel, I like that name," he said smiling to himself.
"Thanks, I kinda like it too," he replied. There was a slight pause before he spoke again. "So, I know we just briefly met each other today, but would you like to go do something tomorrow...together?"
"It depends. What did you have in mind?" he asked, trying to play it cool.
"Well we could go see a movie or something. But, I'd really like to take you to the beach. I know a nice spot that isn't overcrowded with tourists," Gabriel replied with his smooth, warm voice.
Marcus' mind instantly flooded with thoughts of the coyote's muscular form in a tight swimsuit, the bright California sun shining off his golden brown fur. He could picture his broad shoulders and finely molded chest making a perfect V down to his curved hips with a tightly packed set of abs along the way. He felt his sheath start to stir and suddenly remembered Gabriel was still on the line.
"Uh yeah, that sounds great. What time should I meet you?" he asked.
"I get off work at 12:00. Just meet me there and we can grab some lunch before heading to the beach."
"Okay, I'll see you then," Marcus said, excitement growing inside him.
"Awesome! Goodnight cutie," Gabriel replied quickly before hanging up.
Marcus smiled and ended the call before putting his phone away. He had already made it back to the hotel room and decided to start taking his suit off to get more comfortable.
He was glad to have gotten the call out of they way, but even more excited that things went so well. He could tell that Gabriel was just excited as he was about going to the beach tomorrow.
With his shirt and coat already off and laying in a chair next to the bed, Marcus pulled his .357 Desert Eagle from the holster on his hip and slipped it under his pillow. He then undid his belt and dropped his pants, jumping onto the bed with a large bulge in his boxers. The white fur on his shoulders and pecs followed his abs down to a small tuft of fur poking from his boxers.
Marcus had been having trouble keeping his large maleness under control all day, and the talk with Gabriel brought him to a point where he couldn't turn back. He had to relieve himself before going to sleep.
He reached down and rubbed the large lump inside his boxers, instantly making him arch his back and moan. He could tell by the sensitivity in his pulsing shaft that he wouldn't last long.
"This coyote is going to drive me crazy," he thought.
He slipped his boxers down and kicked them off with his white foot paw and grabbed his throbbing meat in a tight grip. He laid his head back against his pillow and slowly started sliding his paw up and down his hard maleness. Jolts of pleasure and pure ecstasy shot through his body with each pump of his strong paw. He pictured Gabriel's tongue wrapped around his swollen knot and licking his pulsing meat as he started pawing harder.
Marcus let out several deep moans as he imagined the coyote slowly and lovingly playing with his cock, giving his knot a few squeezes as he felt the pressure building in his balls. He arched his back and let out a deep, lustful moan as he felt the pressure push through his knot and up his shaft, sending thick, warm streams of his musky seed shooting across his abs and chest.
He collapsed and panted heavily, licking the seed off his lips that had made it all the way up to his muzzle. He rubbed his softening member and let out a slow, content sigh as he let the warmth of his orgasm flow through his body. The feelings inside him were stronger than he'd ever felt before.
The pure happiness that stimulated every part of his body when he thought of Gabriel wasn't just sexual. It was so much more.
***
The next morning, Marcus woke up with a loud yawn and a stretch of his lean muscles. He looked over at the clock beside his bed and decided he better start getting ready to meet with Gabriel. He slowly got up and stretched again before padding into the bathroom and stepping into the shower.
As he turned on the warm water and let it cascade over his smooth fur, Marcus looked down at his fully erect maleness and smiled. His night had been filled with dreams of the coyote, some romantic and some not, but each one had warmed him with a feeling of happiness and comfort.
Marcus grabbed the shampoo and started rubbing it through his soft fur as he tried to ignore the stiffness in his lower half. He desperately needed to paw off, but wanted to save as much seed as he could just in case Gabriel wanted to have a little fun later on.
Marcus showered a long time, just letting the warm water soak into his fur as he gently applied the shampoo to his body. He was careful not to scrub too hard because he still wanted to have a subtle whiff of his original scent underneath the strawberries of the shampoo.
When Marcus finished showering, he dried off his fur and smoothed it out with a brush, making sure the blue-gray fur on his back and thighs wove together smoothly with the white fur on his shoulders, chest, abs, and calves. He brushed his teeth and smiled at his handsome reflection before padding out of the bathroom to get dressed.
He pulled on a pair of shorts and a tight fitting t-shirt that stretched over his large muscles. He walked over to a mirror and turned around, admiring his perky rump as he wagged his tail slowly. He was very proud of his good looks.
He gathered a few of his things together and picked up his phone, suddenly remembering that he needed to call Hayden to tell him he had other plans for the day.
He left the hotel and dialed the cheetah's number, explaining everything to him on the way to the coffee shop. Hayden was naturally excited and made Marcus promise to call and tell him everything that happened as soon as he got a chance. Marcus assured his friend that he would fill him in on all the details and bid him farewell when he walked up to the door of the coffee shop.
Much like the day before, he walked in with a smile on his muzzle and a ring of the bell as he opened the door. He had prepared himself for the coyote this time.
He looked over at the counter to find Gabriel, but saw no one except for the same mouse who had taken his order the day before. Marcus' ears lowered slightly, his mind playing against him once more and telling him the coyote had stood him up.
He started to approach the mouse and ask her where Gabriel was when a paw gently grabbed his shoulder. He quickly turned around and was met by Gabriel's warm smile, calming his nerves instantly.
"Looking for me, Mr. Wolf?" he said with a sparkle in his eyes.
"That's the second time you've caught me off guard. There won't be a third," he said sticking his tongue out playfully.
"Really? I think you like my surprises," Gabriel winked and gave a gentle squeeze to Marcus' shoulder before letting go. "Are you as hungry as I am?"
Marcus hadn't thought about it until now, but since Gabriel mentioned it, he was pretty hungry. "Yeah, I skipped breakfast. You got any suggestions?"
"I know a good pizza place. It's not far from here. We could walk there and then I could drive us to the beach."
Marcus smiled as he watched Gabriel talk. His face was a light golden brown with the same dark brown fur at the end of his muzzle that was on his paws and forearms. His eyes would sparkle and dart away each time they met with his, but instantly returned each time Marcus smiled.
"Pizza sounds great," he replied. Marcus hadn't had pizza in years and decided it would be a nice change of pace from the rich foods he normally ate. Besides, how could he tell his coyote no?
His coyote? Maybe it was too soon for that. Marcus didn't want to rush things.
They didn't say much as they walked to the pizza restaurant. Marcus just enjoyed being next to Gabriel and taking in his scent. There were so many things to say and ask, but he couldn't come up with the words to say anything.
They finally made it to the restaurant and ordered a large meat lover's pizza before finding a place to sit down. They stared at each other across the table for what seemed like hours to Marcus until Gabriel finally spoke.
"So what do you do for a living Marcus?" he smiled and rested his head in one of his paws.
Time to use his cover. "I'm a Psychiatrist. I'm in town to attend the annual doctors convention."
He was ready for Gabriel to make a joke or say something clever about his profession. That's what people usually did.
"A Psychiatrist, huh? I bet you make a really good one."
"Well, I do my best," Marcus said with a smile.
"I figured you had to be something like that. You're a great listener," Gabriel said as he gazed into Marcus' deep blue eyes.
Marcus was surprised as he began to feel himself blush. He quickly looked down to try and hide it, but could tell by Gabriel's chuckle that he hadn't succeeded.
He talked a little more about his life as a psychiatrist and Gabriel listened with genuine interest. Somewhere in that time the pizza was delivered and they both picked up a slice and started eating. He wanted to just keep talking the whole time and watch Gabriel smile between pizza bites, but decided it would be unfair if he dominated the conversation.
"So how did you get started making coffees?" he finally asked.
"Oh I bounce around. I may be a barista today and then a bartender tomorrow. I think life is too interesting to stay in just one place all the time."
Marcus' ears fell a bit as he realized for the first time that Gabriel might not be as well off as him. It hurt him to think that the coyote might be having a hard time financially.
"Do you ever plan on settling down?" he looked up slowly, trying to hide his sadness.
"I've thought about it. I mean, I've always dreamed of falling in love and living happily with a mate and a couple of pups. Just haven't found the right guy yet."
Marcus could tell Gabriel was trying to read his reaction.
The truth was, he had always dreamed the same thing. Although he hid it from others, Marcus always wanted to find a mate and raise puppies of his own. He wanted to find love, maybe even his soulmate, and live paw in paw with him the rest of his life. He didn't know how to take the first step, and quite honestly, was afraid to even try.
"So have I," Marcus finally said after several heart-pounding minutes. He had never admitted that to anyone.
Gabriel raised an eyebrow as he met Marcus' gaze. "You don't sound too sure about that."
"I uh..." Marcus froze. He was afraid if he told Gabriel the truth, he wouldn't want to see him anymore. After all, Gabriel was open and proud to be gay. Why would he want to be with someone who was afraid of it?
"Ah, I see. You seemed so confident! I never would have thought," he smiled in an effort to raise Marcus' spirits.
It worked and Marcus smiled. Every attempt Marcus made to hide himself from the coyote, he managed to break through and find him. Marcus had never had someone read him so well. Gabriel didn't push, he didn't pry, he just understood. He connected with Marcus in a way no one had ever done before.
The more time he spent with him, the more he started to realize that living a fake life was no life at all.
"Ready for the beach?" he asked, wanting to finally get some alone time with the coyote.
"I was born ready," Gabriel said with a wink and a flash of his adorable smile.
Marcus paid for the meal, despite an argument from Gabriel, and they soon left to go find his car. The drive didn't take long and they soon found themselves at the beach.
Gabriel jumped out and grabbed his bag as Marcus made his way onto the soft, white sand. He was happy to see the beach relatively empty, just a few people here and there, mostly laying in the sun.
Gabriel walked up next to Marcus and pointed to a nearby tent. "I'm gonna go change in there. You going to swim in those?" He smiled and looked down at Marcus' shorts.
Marcus loved to swim, but forgot all about bringing a swimsuit. It wouldn't have made a difference anyway, because he didn't pack one to begin with.
"Don't worry," Gabriel said as he reached into his bag. "I brought an extra." He pulled a pair of blue board shorts out of his bag and tossed them at Marcus before hurrying off to the changing tent.
Marcus smiled and followed after him, making his way to the next tent over. Once inside he pulled off his clothes and held up the pair of swim shorts Gabriel had given him. They were slim and tight, only just a step up from a speedo. Marcus sniffed them curiously and got a big whiff of Gabriel's scent. It was strong and masculine, just like his regular scent, but a lot muskier.
Marcus pulled the shorts from his nose as he felt himself getting hard. He definitely wouldn't be able to hide a boner in those shorts. He waited for his partially stiff meat to retract back into his sheath before pulling his shorts on and stepping outside.
His efforts were wasted, however, as he was instantly greeted by Gabriel in a pair of similar shorts, only orange.
Marcus' dirtiest fantasies had not done the coyote justice. His body stood like a pillar of marble, perfectly sculpted like a fine piece of art. His whole body was a light golden brown except for the light tan accentuating his broad chest and chiseled abs. Just above his knees his fur turned a dark brown that became darker as it made its way to his foot paws. The same tan on his torso graced his inner thighs and led up to his shorts where a sizable bulge pushed out at the orange fabric.
Marcus stood and admired the coyote freely as he did the same to him.
Finally, Marcus came to his senses and shook his head. "You look good in those shorts."
"I can tell," he said as he looked down at the growing bulge in Marcus' shorts.
"Oh hush. You're one to talk," Marcus said jokingly as he pointed at Gabriel's bulge.
"Hey, I can't help it that you're so hot," he said sticking out his tongue.
They both started laughing before Gabriel stopped and looked at Marcus with a playful smile. "I'll race you to the water, sexy."
"You're on!" Marcus said as they both set up in a racer's stance.
"At your mark...get set..." Marcus suddenly felt a tug on his shorts and a pop against his rump as Gabriel started off. "Go!"
Marcus jumped and stumbled after the naughty coyote, regaining his balance and running as best as he could with the stiffness in his shorts.
Gabriel made it to the water first, but his celebration was cut short as he was tackled into the water by Marcus. They both fell back into the shallow waves and wrestled around until they were both too exhausted from laughing so much.
Marcus reached over and pulled some seaweed off Gabriel's nose and was instantly rewarded by a soft kiss on the cheek.
For some reason he started to blush, and even though the water was cold, his body surged with warmth.
Gabriel lowered his ears and looked down. "I'm sorry, was that too soon?"
Marcus smiled at his coyote and took his muzzle in his paw, bringing his eyes up to meet his. As he looked into his sweet amber eyes that were shining brighter than the sun that day, all the worry, all the fear, and all the uncertainty washed away. He held the coyote's face in his paws and looked deep into his eyes.
"No, Gabriel. That's just what I needed."
Without hesitation, he pulled the coyote's muzzle against his and locked their lips together in a passionate kiss.
Marcus had kissed other guys before. Rich, famous, ripped, he'd done it. But this kiss blew all of those away. As their tongues brushed against each other and their paws drifted to each other's bodies, Marcus could feel an electrifying warmth fill his entire being. His heart pounded inside his chest as the moment consumed him. He and his coyote were united in this moment as one being as their emotions transferred through them.
Marcus knew he must be in love. And for the first time in his life, he was not ashamed of himself. He was proud to be making out with another guy in the middle of the ocean for all the beach goers to see. Hell, he didn't care if the head of the Royal Intelligence Agency himself showed up. He had Gabriel now. He didn't need anything else.
After several minutes Marcus broke the kiss and pressed his nose against Gabriel's. He smiled and just stared into the coyote's eyes as he rubbed his paws up and down his muscular sides.
"That was amazing," he finally managed to say.
"You're not so bad yourself," Gabriel said with a lick of Marcus' nose.
By now the strain in Marcus' shorts had grown to an unbearable level. He needed release.
"Is there a place we can go that's a little more private?" he said as he gave Gabriel's bulge a gentle squeeze.
It was Gabriel's turn to blush. He let out a soft groan and rubbed Marcus' powerful chest. "I know of a place. Come with me."
He smiled and grabbed Marcus' paw, pulling him up out of the water and taking him down the beach a little ways to an area with large sand dunes. They climbed over the first one and slid down the other side until they were nestled between three large hills of sand. In front of them was a perfect view of the ocean.
Marcus leaned back against the sand as Gabriel crawled on top of him and starting kissing his lips. Their bulges rubbed together and Marcus let out a soft moan.
Gabriel broke the kiss and looked into Marcus' eyes. "Do you need me to help you with that, sexy?"
Marcus groped the coyote's perky rump and smiled. "What do you have in mind?"
"I'll show you," Gabriel said as he slowly slid down Marcus' body, licking the groove between his tight abs on the way down.
Marcus watched as Gabriel slowly pulled off his tight board shorts and let his throbbing meat slap against his abs. He let out a soft moan as the coyote quickly pushed his lips to the base of his shaft and gave his knot a soft lick.
Marcus closed his eyes and dug his paws into the sand as Gabriel slowly licked up his thick shaft and slurped up the salty pre leaking from his tip. Gabriel cupped his paw around Marcus' plump balls and gave them a gentle tug as he pushed his lips over the wolf's sensitive tip.
Jolts of pleasure shot through Marcus' body as he opened his eyes and watched Gabriel push his muzzle all the way down to his knot. The coyote never missed a beat and made sure every inch of Marcus' manhood saw equal attention. The swirling heat inside Marcus' body began to grow as Gabriel began sucking on his pulsing shaft, drinking the steady stream of pre leaking from his tip.
Marcus was used to playing the dominant role, and never let out more than a grunt or a deep groan. But this time, things were different. Gabriel's thick tongue lapped at the underside of his hard member while his maw seemed to tug at the very inside of his throbbing maleness.
Marcus grabbed Gabriel's shoulders and pushed his cock deeper into the coyote's mouth. "I'm getting close Gabe!"
Gabriel responded by pushing his lips over the wolf's knot and giving his balls one more tug. Marcus arched his back and let out a deep moan as his thick seed shot from his tip and splattered against the back of Gabriel's throat.
Gabriel swallowed every thick stream the wolf emptied into his maw and licked his cock clean before pulling off and looking up at him. "Impressive load. You taste amazing."
Marcus smiled and pulled the coyote back onto him to kiss his muzzle between pants. "Thanks. You were great."
"Well, I don't wanna say I've had a lot of practice, but I know my way around down there."
Marcus smiled and hugged his coyote against him. "So, about that convention tomorrow. Would you like to be my date?"
Gabriel tilted his head and smirked. "Aren't you still in the closet?"
"Not anymore," Marcus said as he licked Gabriel's lips.
"Then I'd be honored to be your date." He smiled and gave Marcus another kiss as he rubbed his chest.
Marcus licked over the coyote's sharp teeth and rubbed his paws up and down his strong back before slowly breaking the kiss. "Stand up and show me some meat, hunky. I need to return the favor."
"Yes sir," Gabriel said as he stood up in front of Marcus' muzzle and dropped his shorts.