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*Woot! Another story time! Well...a bit of story, just mostly a smut piece for ya'll! Hope you all enjoy it! *

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The bar was filled just as much as one could expect for a late Friday night--plenty of furs of all sizes coming out to drink off the stresses of the week. It smelled rather nice, booze, smoke, and a bit of musk from a day's work all cumulated into the space; well, it smelled nice if one enjoyed such things. The bar tending canine moved fluently from place to place, serving his patrons while a co-worker shuffled behind him to bring more glasses out. Somewhere off in the bar someone shoved a few quarters into the jukebox, but the song was obscure, or so at least it seemed.

Maybe Greg had just missed it on the Hot 100 songs list some time ago. The burly wolf didn't mind the song yet, it wasn't horrible--sure the chick couldn't' sing well, but he didn't come to listen and critique music. He waved a paw at the bar tender, getting his attention quickly enough as he signaled for a drink. The husky knew what to get him, so it saved him having to strain his voice, something he wasn't like to do after speaking all day.

Damned presentations. At times it was still a bit strange to think he'd gone to college and now at his job just about all he did was work on Microsoft Excel or some shit like that--though he couldn't quite complain much. It paid the bills.

Greg snorted and crossed his arms while waiting on the drink, flexing his muscled arms as he did. A fur next to him glanced over, and he tried to cast a small smile and nod as he did, but the fur glanced away just as quickly. He wondered if he was noteworthy: a tall, firm, middle aged fur with powerful features. Well, at least he thought so. He practiced looking big and powerful in the mirror plenty enough times when he knew he'd have a meeting; standing straight and tall, his suit fitting his body perfectly by showing off how he worked for his body but being loose enough to not seem small on him.

A bottle caught his attention, and he looked up to see the wolf leaning his elbows on the counter and smiling at him.

"Busy day Greg?"

"Busy 'nough," he replied, his ears flickering as he looked around. Another group was leaving the bar, which he guessed would wind down quickly enough as he'd timed it. It was always good to be a bit late, meant there were less people around. Maybe a few years ago he would've come in earlier, but he wasn't like the rest of the furs; no longer finding the bar scene to be that great. He came for certain people.

That thought made him blush just slightly, but he threw it away quickly enough and took a long sip on the bottle. The husky didn't move, keeping the same pose and smiling, bringing the heat back to his cheeks; at least with this fur he was usually noteworthy. After a slow moment he set the bottle down and scratched at his cheek. He didn't know what to say, and so he didn't say anything.

"So, how are the kids?" Avi asked after a few moments.

Nothing was terribly different, and Greg reminded himself of standing in the bathroom mirror, looking all imposing and such--that was still him. He straightened up and looked the husky in his eyes, "They're doing good enough...Timmy is curious what he'll be getting for Christmas...insistent about that new gaming ma-jiggy that came out,"

"The X-box one?" Avi asked, cocking his head.

"No...I don't think sounded li--"

"The PS4 then," Avi finished for the wolf, smirking, "You should really learn these things...well, I mean, if you're getting it for him,"

It was silent for a few moments before there was a sigh of defeat. "Damn it," Greg said, rubbing over his temples for a moment.

"What?"

"Now I've gotta return that Box gaming system thing..." Greg cursed, hating the idea of standing in line for even longer next time--the cursed holiday seasons.

Avi chuckled at the wolf's misfortune--though it didn't surprise him either, Greg didn't exactly keep up with the newest trends or things like that. He moved off without a word to serve a customer, but returned to ask the wolf another question, then he would move off again, and did this till the bar was nearly empty. Every so often he caught the wolf's more curious glances; some were a bit flattering.

Greg finished off the drink and let out a sigh. He wasn't quite sure what he was doing. He should've kept his eyes to himself, but he had trouble doing that as of late. It was getting worse too. He shook his head though, and felt a finger run along his paw, till it got to the intended object. He stared at it for a few moments.

"Still wearing it I see," Avi said, looking down at the wolf.

"Yeah, still married after all," Greg said, twisting the golden band around his finger. He caught Avi in it, just a little--the husky no longer smiling, looking rather solemn for once in fact. The image made him chuckle and he looked up at his fellow canine; wanting to see him smile, "But hey, talk about bitches, right? What are ya' gonna do?"

The husky chuckled in good nature as well, but pulled out a bottle and set down two glasses, "You know what they say; bitches be cray,"

"Cray?"

"Slang for crazy," Avi explained, extending the glass which the wolf quickly took into his paw. He grabbed his own and held it towards Greg, "But hey, to freedom, right?"

Greg smiled and nodded, "At long last," he said, clinking his glass with his friend's before downing the drink. He let out a hiss as it ran down into his stomach, heating him up from his center.

"So...still think you'd try and work things out with her?" Avi asked, not having touched his own yet, swirling it about.

Greg glanced up and stared at the dog, wondering what the motive was. But he would be honest with him, "If I could...I would. In a heartbeat. But I don't want to. It's just...it's weird...the love is still there in my mind...but, I don't feel it. And it's not like I've got her in high opinion...but...you know, the pups and everything...it's a shitty situation for them. So...no...I don't think I do. It's hard to describe...but I'm done with her, and I'm done with women for now," he said surely, but swallowed the lump in his throat at how it came out.

Avi just laughed a little, throwing a smirk his way.

"But I'm also...happy," Greg continued, knowing there was nothing to do about what he'd said now.

"Oh?"

"I have my own place ...well, aside from when the kids are over. I don't even miss the house. No more fights. No more worries about stupid things like if I said something wrong. Don't have to worry about so much crud. I can leave my clothes lying in the floor, I can use up all the hot water, I can...I can finally try out...uhmm...well...I can just do a lot more," Greg said, feeling the happiness reside and the embarrassment surge back.

"Like kissing a dude?"

Greg's eyes widened and he stared at the husky, who was staring at him more seriously than he had imagined the dog could look. So he remembered as well, and he had gone straight for the subject he'd been debating over all week. Of course he would remember though--he hadn't been the drunk one rambling on about how his bitch wife never put out anymore, and how the only times they ever talked were to argue. How the couch was killing his back but he didn't even want to sleep in the same bed as his wife anymore, not that she complained. But he'd even complained about the lack of romance, and how that was dead. Then he'd said something about not being able to really think of the wife in such ways, wanting something different. Something stronger. He'd leaned in. Wanted something stronger.

Someone who he didn't think he could break by squeezing, or even more; someone who could try to break him. He huffed about how that was all he'd ever wanted, that he'd been a fool for conforming. He should've gotten what he wanted instead of wasting his life. Like a male. He'd kissed Avi around that point, shoving his tongue into the husky's muzzle and feeling the portly body that worked to fuel all his fantasies the past year--and before that as well.

He couldn't remember if Avi had returned the kiss--hell, it was probably far too hopeful to think if he had. The last thing he'd remembered was groping a feel and then he had been in a taxi on his way home. Ther--

"Greg?"

Greg snapped from his thoughts and looked back at the dog, "Y--yeah...I...I'm sorry, that was silly of me,"

"I don't think it was...I want to know what the hell was up with that,"

Greg looked down at his empty drink and frowned--he hadn't had enough to claim he was just drunk this time. He jumped a little with surprise when a paw fell on his own and gave it an encouraging squeeze, but then just as quickly as pulled away. Still, it was all he needed, better than liquid courage. "I...oh, come-on Avi...you're a bit younger than me...like what, six years? And you came from over in Europe,"

"I'm twenty-eight, you're thirty-six, so eight years. And yep...European born and raised,"

"Well...I don't know how it is over there, but......" Greg said and let out a sigh. He took a breath before continuing, "Fourteen years ago, when I got married, or hell, when I was growing up, things were different around parts of the world. You couldn't exactly do just anything you wanted. I was expected to get a job, marry a nice girl, and settle down to get some kids...doesn't mean I wanted to...not to not settle down but...to settle down with a girl,"

"W--wait...so is your marriage a cover fo--"

"No. No....I did love her. And I love my family. But I've always wondered about...something else. Until our wedding night, I'd never pictured myself with a girl. God, sometimes I still think about it being a man...past few years that was the only thing that helped me get off. Fuck it, I won't lie, that's all I ever thought about, only time I watched straight porn was so when I got married I'd know which hole to poke,"

That got a small gruff laugh from the husky, who mouthed an apology. He waved it away though, it did sound quite bad.

"I want a man, someone like me; or well...uhhmmm....someone like you,"

Avi stared at his friend for a few moments, seeing the look of slight fear on his muzzle, but mostly uncertainty about what was going to happen. He quikly relieved that with a smirk as he put his paw out again, "You know, I like it much more when you're not drunk and admit to thinking I'm hot...so much more flattering," he said, giving the wolf's paw a gentle squeeze and staying this time.

"So...you...."

"I," Avi began with a smile, "have to start closing up...but I want you to stick around. I'll be done in a few,"

Greg looked around and noticed that there were no more customers left in the bar--hell, they'd already begun to wipe down the tables and such. Maybe he was in a daze, or maybe it was something else, but it didn't seem like a moment before Avi was back and smirking at him, this time a light to his eye. The husky wanted him to kiss him. Maybe. Greg didn't want to be an idiot and ruin their friendship, he reminded himself the husky hadn't said he was gay, not directly. Of course, he'd had hints. Avi never once talked about girls, had never had a girlfriend to the best of his knowledge, and had flirted with him on occasion, or at least it seemed like flirting to him. A gentle touch here, a laugh about how good looking he was--there were signs, right? Greg looked up when the husky returned.

"So..." Avi said, waving over the wolf's shoulder as the last person left. "I guess I'll tell ya right off the bat. I'm gay. Totally gay. Never even thought of marrying a girl to make others think I wasn't,"

Greg growled at the husky regardless, that little jab was a bit much. He felt his stomach settle down instead of churn, it made him glad. But it shodln't have, should it? He was still married. He shouldn't be having this conversation--these intentions. But that didn't' stop them. And besides, he reminded himself, in a month or so the divorce would be finalized. "OK....good to know,"

"What about you? Sounds like you're closet marriage,"

Greg didn't scowl at that term, it was the idea he'd come to terms with after all. Ten years ago he might've beaten the accuser to a pulp for even suggesting such. But he wouldn't deny it anymore, it wasn't healthy to bottle it up. And now he felt like he had a chance to be himself; not that he was very different, he could just finally get what he wanted. After a moment he nodded, "Yeah, I guess you could say that..."

"I wish you had told me. I want to be there for you,"

"You know I'm interested in you Avi, and despite what happened......four years ago I was still attracted to you, but I couldn't," Greg said with a frown.

"You know I mean as a friend, right?" Avi asked, "Just the kinda friend you started out paying to help you get drunk. I mean...well, it's in the past. But we're here now, and you're here with me,"

Greg felt his heart rate pick up. He wasn't that kindof wolf. He couldn't do that to his family, to his wife. His wife who didn't even want him; who had kicked him onto the street? Who hadn't lifted a paw to help him move out? That was his marriage. There was nothing left to protect he told himself, it had died a long time ago. "I know...and when we first met if you'd known, things wouldn't be much diferent,"

"And now?"

"Now me and the wife aren't even living in the same house," Greg said with a neutral expression--caught between a smile and a frown. It hurt, but it was good. "And...and you're..."

"Single," Avi said with a bit of hesitation, wondering if that was what the wolf was wanting to get to. He saw the flicker to the wolf's ears and smirked, "And interested in you as well,"

It was silent for a few moments.

"Can I kiss you again?" Greg spat out, wincing a little at the direct approach, but he didn't know how else to do so.

Avi chuckled at the wolf and stepped closer, "Only if I can actually return it this time,"

Greg nodded breathlessly and tilted his head a little, but didn't quite move forward either. He let the husky take care of that--the initiation. He snuffled as the air ran over his muzzle, but breathed it in; the taste and feel of the other dog. It started slow enough. The taste was different--very different he thought. So was the feeling, even if so distinctively similar as well. He couldn't help but note that Avi's lips weren't different, maybe not as full, but still more than pleasant against his own. When a warm tongue began to press against his lips, seeking entry, he hesitated for just a few moments before letting the dog in, giving a satisfied moan as he did. Things only got better when the husky moved forward the rest of the way to settle into his lap, straddling him and putting his arms around him.

Avi moaned into the kiss, coaxing his friend to do the same. He could feel the wolf's member pressing against him, through the layers of clothes; it was a bit surprising, but comforting in a way. He couldn't deny thoughts of Greg backing out, but feeling the wolf's excitement, how quickly it became noticeable was, well, exciting. A paw tentatively touched his side and he pulled Greg a bit more, and the paw finally rested. He let out a happy moan when a second paw landed and began to pull him closer, letting the wolf know it was fine. It was more than that, it was expected.

Greg held the canine tight against him, moaning at the new feeling of holding a male so close--so intimately. With his arms finally around the dog, he wasn't sure he'd be able to pull away for long if he ever did. He traced one of his fellow canine's canines with his tongue, exploring the top of his mouth, the sides, every area. And when Avi pushed back against his tongue with his own he fought against it for a bit, though perhaps fighting implied a negative tone. After a moment he conceded and began to coax the dog to follow him in the kiss.

He moaned happily when the husky's tongue began to explore his own muzzle and felt himself relax more than he thought he should've, but it didn't matter. This was so natural. So right. He held his friend tight against him, even beginning to rub his hips upward--which made the husky moan. He increased the intensity of his kiss, memorizing every detail, every taste. After a minute he pulled back, "Thank you..." he husked and pulled on the husky, "Avi...I--"

"You know," Avi interrupted with a devious leer, "I've always wanted to fuck a married fur," he said before suppressing any complaints to something that sounded so horrible with a heavy kiss. Apparently Greg didn't mind though, the wolf even whined into his muzzle, which coudln't have made him hotter; well, not until the wolf suckled on his tongue.

This was what it was like. Greg tried to bring the dog's tongue further into his muzzle, tried to let the husky fill him. It was natural, and better than he thought. He wasn't just giving up to the husky, no, he was going further and giving himself to the dog. And best of all, the husky was taking him. He whimpered as a paw ran over his chest--not able to fight off the sound he was sure was so silly, even if it did make Avi grow. He was pushed back after a few moments, and licked over his lips a few times, wondering how to talk again. "It...uhh, how does it feel? You know, having an actual dick in you?"

Avi's own ears perked to attention, "You mean you'd be OK with that?"

"You said you wanted to fuck me," Greg replied, feeling a strange sensation of excitement at such a thing, and then embarrassment and something else at the idea. He gave a shaky smile.

"Well, I just meant us fucking,"

"So you don't want to?" the wolf asked with a hint of a frown. Thoughts of furs on their backs, or in a variety of positions, begging and moaning as they were fucked ran in his mind--that had never been his sex life though. He knew such videos were exaggerated, but hell, he'd been lucky even in the prime years to get a compliment.

Avi laughed and rubbed his paws up and down the wolf's sides, "Are you kidding me? I want to fucking wreck you," he growled. That made Greg shiver a bit, and the husky could tell, since he pulled on him and nipped at his neck, which only made it all the worse.

The wolf let out a shaky breath as he exposed his neck for the husky--feeling his cock throb in his pants at the strange sensation of being subservient to someone. And much more so because it was another male. He let out a gasp as the teeth played along his neck and pulled on the husky, keeping the large body against his own, "Ohhhh, fuck me,"

Avi growled happily before pulling back and grinning at his friend, "How about we get somewhere more private?"

"I'd really like that," Greg panted, smiling back at his friend. He kissed the husky again, grinding against his friend now--no use to hide his lust. He suckled on the tongue that was roughly running into his muzzle, whinning happily. Whining. He'd never thought he would be the one doing that--not really. Sure, he'd spent nights on the computer watching some wolf get dicked by another fur, but it was finally him. He finally had his own man. It made his cock pulse happily, he'd never need to use just his fingers again. He let out a continued whine when the husky broke their kiss, even giving the dog a puppy eyed stare.

"God you're one horny fucker, and I like that," Avi said, laughing when Greg only made it worse by licking his cheek. To think the big muscled wolf had such a bitch in heat under that demeanor all these years. "You ever done it with another dude?" Avi asked, smirking when the wolf just shook his head, "OK, then I'll show you the ropes. Lead the way to your place,"

Greg didn't complain about the choice of housing, in fact, he was eager to show the husky his place. Of course, they found the door first. He let out a grunt as he was shoved against the door to his apartment, filling the quiet night with the sounds of their moans and lips pressing against one another's. He humped into the groping paw, not quite meaning to just feeling his instincts already take over. It was surprising just how horny Avi was, but he wasn't complaining.

No, this was amazing so far. It was everything he'd ever dreamt about--having a big man to make out with. Everything was better so far; he wasn't quite sure he found the appeal to women at all anymore.

Avi let out a happy growl as the wolf's paws gripped at his shirt, seeming to get entangled in his fur as well--not wanting to let him go. He encouraged it too--it was time the canine learned the differences between a girl and a man. The wolf needed that, a real man. They were both equal, an entirely new format for the wolf. He could take the lead, but he could also lose it, which he imagined was the most exciting part for Greg--at least based on how he was acting. The big bad wolf wanted to be taken, shown the ropes and know what it was like to be dominated. He groped the large package of his friend, rubbing over it while he smiled at the wolf, "You going to open the door?"

"Y-Yeah," Greg said, managing to swipe his card through the electronic lock before he was pushed through the doorframe again. When it closed he found himself being pulled back to the husky's arms and he was quickly ravaging his friend's muzzle again. He shucked off his own coat, leaving it on the floor as paws deftly worked on the buttons of his shirt.

"You're so fucking hot," Avi told the wolf, finally getting his paws on the 'off-limits' body he'd complimented for so long. He ran his paws up and down the washboard abs--something that were even hotter he thought considering the wolf had worked to keep them despite not being as young a young adult anymore. Dipping down he nipped along his friend's collar bone, going down until he found a nipple. He licked over it, played with it, getting a few moans, as he did.

Greg didn't complain when the husky moved back up and began to kiss him again, though he let Avi take care of that job while he guided them through his house and into the bedroom. He broke from the kiss and smirked at the husky, "Sorry, I would've spruced up if I'd thought this would happen tonight,"

"It's fine," Avi replied, throwing his own coat into a pile of scattered clothes. The room smelt of Greg--and he loved it. He was even tempted to pick up on the damp towels on the edge of the bed and give it a whiff, but he had the source, so that wasn't needed. He nodded towards the bed, "Besdies, the bed isn't going to be made or nice looking after we're done,"

Greg let out a yelp as he was shoved backwards onto the bed.

"You said 'if it happened tonight' you know," Avi said, smiling at the wolf, "You planned to try to seduce me or something?"

Greg let out a lusty smirk and shrugged his shoulders, "If I was right and you were interested in me, or if there was a chance. Damn it Avi, don't tease me,"

No. He planned to do exactly that for a bit. "Now that we're finally here, I'll tell you a secret," Avi said with his same devious leer, "I've wanted to fuck you for ages. I thought there was some sexual tension between us...should've just gone for it, shouldn't have I? Shoved your married ass on the bed,"

Greg moaned again and nodded, even if a year ago they wouldn't have done it; the idea had been there. Fuck, the first time he'd hung out with the husky outside the bar he'd hoped the dog would follow him into the bathroom and just pounce him, or shove him into the back of a car, or, hell, anything. There had been tension, but they both respected his commitment to his wife--but with that faded and his admission to being interested in the husky, well, there wasn't anything to stop them now. Hell, the husky could've probably made a move at any point this past year and his tail would've jumped out of the way for the dog.

"Of course, I thought about you fucking me a lot too," Avi continued, peeling off his own shirt for the wolf, whose eyes were glued to him. "Oh boy, I spent more than a night or two with a toy, bouncing up and down or placing it against the wall in my shower,"

Greg whined at that and swallowed the lump in his throat.

"You seem like the horny fucker who'd have a toy, you know that," Avi growled, smirking at the red that colored his friend's cheeks at that. "Hit the nail on the head, didn't I?"

Greg just nodded, a bit embarrassed at the knowledge.

"Let me guess...helps you get through the lonely nights, getting a nice cock out and stuffing yourself while watching some fur get fucked on your computer? Bouncing up and down in your office chair, trying not to make too much noise. I personally don't have to worry about the noise I'm happy to say. You wanted it to be you getting fucked, really fucked I mean, didn't ya? The real thing is different, better...want me to show you?"

*"Y--Yeah...fuck yeah," Greg admitted, panting openly and licking his lips at the vivid description of what was his married sex life. *

"I'm staying the night,"

"Yes, I w--"

"That wasn't a question," Avi said, working over his shoes and dropping to his knees as he began to take off the wolf's, "I'm fucking you tonight, but when we get up in the morning, I--"

"You'll be yelping while I fuck your ass in the shower," Greg cut in, the words not coming out quite as sexy as he imagined cause his voice cracked just a bit. But from the grin Avi had on his muzzle, he guessed it was fine. The husky jumped on top of him, letting their bare torsos finally touch. They kissed again, Greg letting his paws run all through the black and white fur, telling himself later he'd pay attention to the patterns, learn every one of them.

For now though he needed more. He rolled himself on top of Avi and broke the kiss, diving for his neck and nipping there, then along his shoulder, then his chest, then his stomach. He stopped at the husky's naval while working over the pants--happy the husky had at least gotten rid of the belt for him.

Soon enough Avi was lifting his hips as the pants were pulled down and left on the floor, the husky's keys jingling in some pocket--but Greg forgot about them as soon as he noted it. He kissed the dog's stomach again, moving his paws over the muscle-gut that had formed--probably as a result of working out in college but then not being quite so stringent. His nose twitched at the musk and his eyes followed the scent, and to his surprise he felt his mouth start to water.

"You don't have to do anything you're unc--"

"I want to suck your dick," Greg said, giving the husky's face a quick look with a smirk before being drawn back down. His paws landed on the dog's hips, tracing the elastic of the boxers--noting they were tented and wet in the middle. He kept from shaking as he pulled them off, and grinned at the sight. The dog was big--maybe bigger than him, he didn't know. The cock pulsed in front of him, and his own followed suit.

Avi noticed Greg was beginning to pant. He smirked at the wolf who he wondered if he remembered there was a husky attached to the end of the cock--a husky that was waiting for something more than eyes being all over his member. He flexed his muscles, getting his cock to jump, letting out a chuckle at how the wolf's ears flickered madly and he looked surprised. Greg looked up at him, and he smiled back, "Go on, he doesn't bite, he's wants to say hello,"

Greg scowled and grinned at the same time, not able to really mind such horrible talk. The husky smelt so good, so different and nice. This was a million times better than shoving a paw down his pants and then burying his nose into his paw, trying to pretend it was some other male's musk. It was different, so very different from his own, a bit more sweet perhaps, he didn't know how to describe it. He shook the thought from his head though--he'd have all the time in the world, for now there was a fantasy to fulfill.

He'd thought about playing with it, stroking Avi off a bit before tasting the husky, but he couldn't do that. No, instead he held the cock with a paw before giving it his first kiss and letting his lips slide down the shaft a little. He gave it a suckle and lathed his tongue over it.

"Fuck! Going straight for it, aren't ya? Heh...get it? Straigh--Ugh!"

Greg squeezed the husky's orbs in his paw roughly, growling up at him a little. He didn't let it last though, instead focusing right back onto his first time with the dog; being far more gentle with the furry pouch he rolled around; even plopping off to give it some attention. A few moments later though he pulled away from the damp fur, kissing up the veiny shaft. He tasted great, so hot and musky and with the spices of sex.

"Ohhh, yeah...get it all up,"

Greg moaned an acknowledgement of sorts to the husky as he lapped at the head. The beads of pre spread over his tongue and he let him stay there, letting it soak in. He would wait for a few moments before diving back in to lap at the forming beads, happy the dog was so quick to satisfy his cravings. A part of him was glad he was enjoying just this much--he'd been afraid once he'd actually gotten up close and personal that his fantasies wouldn't have held up. Of course, so far, they were doing so in strides, hell, it was better than he'd expected. He gave another long lick, moaning happily as he did so, his eyes meeting Avi's for a moment and he couldn't help but grin at the dog. His tongue snaked up the dog, kissing and teasing--he hoped--as he did until his lips were pressed against the tip again. After a few moments he leaned back in, taking the dog's cock between his lips as he began to bob his head.

He kept his eyes listlessly open, finding he rather enjoyed watching each inch of the shaft disappear into his muzzle, feeling it slide between his lips. The knot at the base was already beginning to form, which he challenged himself to kiss for a few moments. His act got a sigh and compliment from his friend, and Greg was happy for it; maybe it would've been nothing for some furs, but each little challenge to his newly cock-filled muzzle was fun for him. Still, he remembered to take it slow, wanting to be a hot muzzle for his friend and not a sloppy blowjob that gagged more times than slurped, and so he kept his lips mostly along the first few inches. He let his tongue lather over the tip of the husky, licking intently over the dog's slit where more pre was waiting for him.

The rumble of his muzzle and throat was the confirmation, aside from the enjoyment, that the moan came from himself. It wasn't just porn, even he could moan with a cock in his muzzle; though it certainly wasn't because it was pleasurable in the traditional sense. No, he didn't know how to describe it, but mostly he didn't care; instead more focused on the dog's twitching hips. He began to bob his head more quickly, testing out just how far he could go at times, and at other times seeing if a twist of his muzzle affected the dog or what sort of lick was best.

"Good boy...mmhmm, that's it," Avi sighed, trying not to move terribly much but that was an impossible task, so instead he just tried to remember how much he should thrust into a virgin muzzle. "Oh! Heheh, that was nice, you're a natural, aren't you? Just needed something to practice on," he said, getting a moan of agreement from the wolf as he did. He tried to teach the wolf a few things, though verbal commands didn't quite do much, and he was far happier to let Greg discover on his own. He whined in pleasure, letting such sounds be the true teacher for his friend--hoping the wolf noticed them over his own moans--as he shuddered while the tongue slid all over his cock.

He gazed down at the wolf, beginning to breath immediately more heavily as he watched the fur's head bobbing up and down on his cock. It was the hottest sight yet, making him pulse happily in the wolf's muzzle. A mixed growl and moan escaped him as his hips twitched in delight, fighting not to lose himself anymore than was inevitable. One paw shot onto the wolf's head while another gripped the bed sheets, "Fuck! I'm gonna cum if you keep that up,"

The wolf moaned--the fucker--and even increased his efforts which snapped the thread of control Avi had been holding onto. He gripped the head furs of his friend, not having to guide him much because the muzzle was bobbing quickly over his shaft while a novice tongue lapped, dragged, and lathed over all of his cock. He throbbed a few more times before he felt himself beginning to shoot into his friend--whining softly as he did, shot after shot coating the wolf's tongue. His body relaxed, and he panted, managing a few weak pumps up into the still happily suckling muzzle.

It wasn't sweet, not at all like the pre had tasted, instead holding a rather bitter taste and other things changing, like the texture and vicocity. He rolled his tongue around the cum-lubed shaft, moaning at the feeling of it pulsing still, depositing more droplets into him. Even still he moaned for the husky, still mostly due to the enjoyment. After a few moments he pulled off, still holding his hard earned treat on his tongue.

"Better than wolf cum, right?"

Greg shot the dog a look.

"Ohh, not going to swallow your treat?" Avi teased, though wondered if he should've provided a glass or such; after all, some furs didn't like to swallow. The wolf simply moved up his chest and smirked at him, which made him smirk knowingly as well, not caught by too much surprise when slick lips touched his own, "Fuck yeah...I like your style Greg," he mumbled against the wolf's lips before taking them onto his own.

They kissed quickly, and Avi moaned at the taste of himself so strongly on the wolf's tongue, even stealing a little from his friend. His moan increased at the feeling of the wolf swallowing his load. Afterwards he suckled happily on the tongue, enjoying the flavor left over while he held Greg tightly against him. When they broke apart he grinned at the wolf. He noted a bit of cum still on the dark wolf's chin and leaned forward licking it away and sticking his tongue out at the wolf before letting out a grunt as he was forced into another kiss. The wolf attacked his tongue for a few moments before breaking the kiss.

"Mine," Greg told his friend with a small laugh, swallowing down his nearly missed treat.

Avi just chuckled at the wolf and let his arms hang lazily around him, smiling contently. He gave a small sigh, "You did pretty well,"

"Thanks...uhmm....so..."

"So,"

And just like that he realized the husky was waiting for it. He scowled at that. But the grin, that stupid, knowing look the dog had. And the itch under his tail. No longer an imitation or wishing he had a free paw, no more having to do all the work bouncing on his own. Growling, Greg huffed over the husky's face, "So...when are you going to be ready again?"

"Ready to.....?"

By the way the dog's grin increased in proportion to his scowl, he knew Avi must be finding some sick sense of pleasure from this, "To fuck me! That what you want to hear? Fucking the big straight wolf? First tap on my married ass?"

Avi began to chuckle and shoved Greg off of him before rolling on top of the wolf, "You know...it's not quite as fun hearing you say it as it is to say it myself, but...yeah...that's what I wanted,"

"So...when are you going to be ready?"

"It'll be a little bit..." Avi told the wolf and then grinned at the way the wolf's ears flickered in disappointment, "Don't be so sad...there are other things I can do with your ass while we wait,"

Greg didn't think he had to ask, and by the way the dog jerked at him he didn't have time to. He followed Avi's orders until he found his face on a pillow and his ass in the air. The husky gave his tail a small jerk upwards when he lowered it.

"Come-on...don't be shy...you got a great ass Greg,"

Now this was gay. Sure he could still taste the husky's cum on his lips, but having another dude's paws run over his rump, which he had propped up--and his tail, his tail hiked up for the dog. And he moaned as the dog gave his butt a pat, his cock pulsing between his legs. His ears flickered at the shuffling sound, and he jumped like a pup when the dog blew a breath over his ass.

The laughing made his ears turn red he was sure, and he was glad he had his face in a pillow, though he lifted it up to growl, "I swear I'm going to throttle you Avi!"

"I'm sorry I'm sorry!" Avi laughed, patting the wolf's butt, "I couldn't help it...you're just so tense...loosen up bud...you'll love this. I can nearly guarantee it," he assured his fried, before going to fulfill his word by diving in on the wolf. He buried his nose under Greg's tail, not wasting a moment before he swiped along the crevice, and then again, and then again before pressing his tongue against the muscle.

"See, told ya," Avi jeered, licking his lips as the wolf caught his breath from the sudden attack on his taint. He leaned in again, deciding it was best to just show the wolf from here on out. He pressed his lithe muscle against the musky hole, drinking in the loud moans and huffs of pleasure his bedmate was giving off. He made sure to not be shy about his own moans of enjoyment--letting Greg know there was a certain enjoyment o this own act, like sucking a fur.

Greg pressed himself back onto the husky's muzzle, already breathing more roughly from the treatment he'd never before felt. He barked happily when the tongue slipped into his tunnel, surprising himself by how he held he hiked his tail happily now--even wagging a little. He reveled in the sensations, worrying only about keeping his legs secure as he let the rest of his body melt under the pleasure. A more steady attack on his taint made him have to catch his breath. "Fuck me..." he sighed, and, realizing he said it, gave a small gruff laugh, "You heard me right Avi...want you to breed my ass,"

Avi moaned to his friend as he attacked more heavily on the wolf's defenses he was slipping by now. He increased the passion he rimmed the wolf with, getting a pleased groan from his lover as he did. The words continued from the wolf as well, though sometimes choked out under his ministrations. His cock pulsed between his legs much like the wolf's did--hard again and ready to please the canine, but he doubted Greg was minding this little detour.

"Come-on...I want it Avi," Greg moaned heavily, pressing his ass against the dog's muzzle and giving a sigh of enjoyment at the ending kiss his muscle received.

"You su--"

"Don't argue with me now and don't make me beg--just fuck me Avi!" The wolf ordered, not caring if the husky had been more considerate and wanting to ask him or planned to tease him. Anything aside from having the dog was teasing him, and he couldn't take it anymore. He rolled himself over to the nightstand before throwing a bottle to the dog and rolling onto his back where he spread his legs for his lover, seeing the dog grinning lewdly at him, which he returned.

"Just give me a little bit...OK, I don't want to hurt you,"

Greg nodded, waiting as patiently as he could, watching that paw stroke the red pillar of meat. He wanted it between his lips again, wanted to suck it till he was rewarded again, to have it pushed inside of him as well. The itch was a fire now, he had to have the husky, and the lubed fingers that pressed into him only amplified that thought.

Soon enough Avi moved to take the proper position, knelling between the wolf's legs. He spread them just a bit more, and let Greg rest them on his shoulder, which the canine allowed wordlessly--in fact looking a bit listless and in his own world. All he got from the wolf was a small wiggle of his butt, which made him grin as he lined himself up--letting his cock kiss the wolf's ass.

And then he grunted, feeling the warmth of the tunnel on his tip, but he rejected his natural instinct to thrust into the wolf. He made himself go slow, slipping in inch by inch, keeping an eye on his lover to make sure he was comfortable, though the low moans he was greeted with were answer enough. When his balls pressed against the soft fur of the wolf's ass they both let out a mutual sigh of pleasure, and he leaned down to kiss his lover--allowing him a time for adjusting as well.

Greg knew he couldn't suck the husky's cock, but the tongue was more than welcomed and he whined--whined happily--as the dog began to roll his hips for him. It wasn't a battle of tongues, instead he surrendered happily for the dog, more intimate than primal for the moment. Though when he gave the wordless signal--a pleased groan at the shifting hips--he knew the real fucking was about to begin. The thick member retreated from his grip, only to be returned and hit his prostate; making him gasp in pleasure. The dog held onto him while he began to increase the motion, the thrusts starting to where he nearly left his ass each time before slamming back in, the husky's laden balls slapping against him; it was great.

The gentle pace wasn't enough though, and soon enough Avi's grip on the wolf increased to a vice, so he could increase his thrusts more and more. He began to pull back faster before shoving himself back in just as deep as he could without tying, the slapping sound being joined quickly by the creak of the bed in their love making. He rammed himself into his lover, happy to see how quickly Greg took to the pleasures of having another male inside of him, and he hadn't even begun to truly try and edge the wolf--though that lay for another night.

He didn't leave much room for action for the wolf however, holding him tightly so he must take his first fucking--though he did it so happily and eagerly Avi wasn't sure the wolf's clutching paws would've changed at all. The wolf's muzzle was open in a porn-worthy moaning face, and he stole a quick kiss from his lover.

"Oooooh," Greg moaned, his eyes shut in pleasure as the husky bred him, opening them though because he didn't want to miss watching the husky. Even if he couldn't' see much aside from the rocking, he felt it all, each muscle pushing and pulling on him to bring them closer and closer again. The pressure was surging around inside of him and in his balls, each thrusts making him fear he might not be able to stop himself. He locked his paws into the fur on his lover's back, so they wouldn't touch his needy member, though that was a lost fight by now.

He grunted as his cock pulsed and shot his head up, latching his lips against the husky's in a desperate kiss. It was like heaven, his prostate being stimulated from the pounding in his ass, kissing the dog eagerly and his cock throbbing on the verge. He growled in ecstasy, letting the dog ride into him as he wished, which was perfect for his own pleasure. Despite trying, he couldn't stop from shaking as his cock jumped, the first shot fired between their musky chests.

The clenching muscles around his cock were all that Greg needed, and he couldn't help but to slam himself into the wolf. Their chests matted together with the wolf's seed, and he could feel the wolf's cock continuing to shoot, which he planned to force to continue. His hips bucked into his lover, increasing the pressure again and again. He hadn't asked, and he didn't plan to this time; he would tie the wolf. Tie him and take him, own him, make him his and steal him from what he'd been. His force continued to increase until there was a popping sound as his ball of flesh was accepted into the tight hole where he only managed a few shorter thrusts. The climax washed over him, and he rolled and thrust his hips into his lover, riding out their orgasms together and painting the wolf's tunnel with his seed.

They lasted a few moments--though it seemed like much longer to the two--that way, but it had to end. Greg's strength failed him and he fully collapsed onto the wolf, his arms loosening as well for a more gentle embrace. He couldn't help but to nuzzle into his lover as well, enjoying the feeling of the soft fur meshing into his own. The words however froze him.

"D--damn it...fuck," Greg hissed, catching his breath and staring up at the ceiling. It felt good--so much better than he'd imagined. He squeezed his private muscles around the lodged member again, getting a moan from the husky, but letting out a happy one of his own. Looking over he saw the husky staring at him. He stared back for a second before grinning--erasing the idea that he was regretting it for Avi that now his lust had worn off--and leaning forward to give his friend a quick kiss on the lips. He held it, made it last and made it sweet, even bringing a paw to cup the husky's cheek, made sure there was nothing left in the dog's mind that would make him think he had a regret.

Avi couldn't help a grin as he pulled from the kiss, feeling secure now. This wasn't a mistake at all, "Good for you?"

"Hell yeah," the wolf replied. He smirked at his friend and gave him another quick peck--or maybe he wasn't his friend. Maybe a bit more. Or was this just sex?

"What's up?" Avi asked, seeing the perplexed look on the wolf's muzzle as he lay his head down on the wolf's chest.

"Well, I don't want to put you on the spot, but...what is this?"

"It goes down after about fifteen minutes...not too uncomfortable, is i--"

"No...not that," Greg said with a blush. "I mean...well...us I guess," he said, deciding not to tell the husky that he was enjoying the feeling of being tied; no reason to confirm he was so willing to be the dog's bitch.

"Oh...heh..." Avi smirked again, "Well...I just fucked a married man, like I'd always wanted. If you want that to be all that it is, that can be, but...I wouldn't be opposed to something more. We can keep it casual at the start. No rushing. Just sex if you want...though I wouldn't mind taking you out somewhere Greg. But, I mean, of course...if you don't want to..."

Greg smiled at the husky and ran a paw over his head, petting him for a moment before finding a paw and squeezing along it, "Well...you know I'm nearly a fully free wolf. But...you know, funny thing, I think I'll be OK being taken by you...if that's the offer,"

"Taken how?"

"Well...I've never had a boyfriend," Greg said with a blush but smiled regardless, "But I think it'd be fun. So taken in terms of relationship again...but I think I'll be the one taking you too...I want all those options,"

Avi let out a small growl of pleasure and nuzzled the wolf, "No complaints from me...just one little thing to work out,"

"Oh?"

Avi nodded and wedged his fingers between the wolf's and held the paw before a few moments, smiling at him. He slowly wiggled his fingers, working a few moments before the wolf got the idea and straightened them. When he had the wolf's wedding ring in his paw he stared at it a few moments before flicking it away.

Greg heard the ring clatter along the floor, but didn't mind it, instead finding the husky's paw yet again, "Feels nice," he noted, enjoying the new touch--even if only slightly different. He felt better--freer. He let out a moan as the husky's tongue pressed back into his own muzzle, no longer fighting roughly, but sharing the room. It was different, and better still than the rough, heavy kissing that they'd shared, which had been nice still.

He let out a small groan as the thick member eventually was pulled from his ass, feeling some of the husky's seed seep out as well, but it made him more active in the kiss. Slowly they began to pick up the pace again, keeping one pair of paws intertwined as they did while the other paws sought out their bodies. There wasn't any complaint when the canine began to circle his hips again, it made his cock come quickly enough back to life.

Avi began the slow motion, giving the wolf's tender orbs a gentle squeeze. After a few moments he pulled away from the kiss. His paw found the other unoccupied one and he took it before putting them both down; holding Greg down.

"Ooohhhh,"

"You like that?"

"Yeeeah," Greg moaned again, lolling his head back as the husky started up again. He felt a bit sore, but it was a happy sore.

"Not fucking a married man anymore, am I?"

"Uh-uh," Greg grunted, smiling at the husky. He squeezed down around the member in his ass, "But you can fuck your boyfriend anytime you want, and maybe fuck a married fur again one day, if it's a different ring of course,"

Avi smiled at the wolf, leaning down to give him a quick kiss as he did, "Can't say I've ever thought of that...but it could be fun, even if you did just totally talk about marriage and not even the first date," he admitted, the idea of fucking a married wolf still fun, but a bit more so at the idea of it one day being his married wolf.

"Well...we've already tied the knot,"

Avi let the wolf have that one, giving a roll of his eyes, "You have soo much to catch up on with gay sex if you're just now gonna make those jokes,"