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This was not what Leon normally did.

He stood there, pretending to be on his phone, as he waited by the passage. It was a reclusive part of the neighbourhood - not too many houses for curtain-twitchers to come looking, but it was still risky regardless. The chances of getting caught were shockingly high, and Leon normally didn't have to go to this length just to score some tail. It was ridiculous.

But, he had little choice. He'd made the plans now, and he was regretting having made them.

It had started a week ago. A site had been trending for some time now, and had even made it into the public sphere on social networks like 'FriendShip' where people were giving off all sorts of comments about it, some good, some bad, some downright pathetic. But it had been enough for Leon to think about checking it out. He was curious. It was probably where he'd begun to make the mistakes.

He'd signed up when he figured it all out - uploaded some pictures of himself, nothing that would give away his identity or were too revealing if things went south, but enough. He fleshed out his profile under the guise of 'StarsnStripeD' and then sat back and waited. He honestly didn't know what to expect. There had been some members who'd claimed you'd be inundated with messages, though those users had typically been either big dicked or big bodied - and not in the tubby sense. Still though, if they were anything to go by, Leon reckoned he had good chances. Whilst muscled, he wasn't overly so, meaning he could easily swing on a dime for any top or bottom, and he liked to remain in charge, which had served him well so far. Many people liked his physique, and he did too. Being in college had really let him explore himself, and he'd found much comfort in the beds of others about campus - though it certainly made for awkward reunions if they actually remembered his name the next day.

It was partly the reason why he'd decided to actually sign up. He'd been spending so much time picking off the asses and dicks on campus that he was running dry on fresh stock. It had begun to get to a point where Leon could sit at 'Neon' and pick out each and every fur with their names that he'd already bedded. He wasn't a stud for banging most, nor was he slut for remembering their lengths, but he'd certainly been about a bit to know that things were scraping the bottom of the proverbial barrel.

'Tails Tales' then provided him with an alternative. Sure, it still meant sticking to local areas, but it expanded his radius to a better size and would encourage guys he'd not normally meet to chat to him. He hadn't expected that it would lead to this though, out in the secluded part of the city hoping nobody would come along offering him drugs so long as he continued to look like he was busy. The cold night air was sharp to his lungs, the faint tinge of smoke upon the taste that was pumped out from some building or vehicle. It was all circumspect really, as the jackal huddled his jacket further about his lean body. A brisk autumn had set in upon the city leaving it awash with hues of brown and gold, the streets paved with strewn leaves and errant breezes. It was the calm before a storm of winter, and whilst the jackal hated such weather he braved it now in the possibility of meeting someone not from his campus. Or at least, that was the intention. According to the user that had begged him to sneak out of his dorm at practically the dead of night, they attended rival universities, but it had yet to be proven. For all Leon knew, they'd been lying and were either a past fuck he'd had but regretted, or maybe were some random stranger simply wanting to feel young again. The pictures they'd uploaded gave little away in the sense of nudity - much like Leon's had - so the jackal was left with a craving curiosity that could easily although bitterly be satisfied amongst the chill of September.

'Dogegotback' was late. Their arranged meeting time had been over fifteen minutes ago, and even then the jackal had been late by a couple of minutes - he'd stood upon that street corner giving himself a horrendously shady look with his hood pulled up over his head whilst he glanced this way and that impatiently. He kept expecting that any minute now the Labrador would round one of the corners, panting heavily with misting breath and beg an apology. But no such luck. Leon checked his phone again, this time genuinely scrolling through his lists of texts he'd batted about with the dog, but they were all nondescript and bland, nothing more than a few 'I'll be there shortly' and 'I'm leaving now'. The jackal wondered if maybe he'd been played for some fool by an online troll, made to wait in the middle of the night freezing his tail off whilst some idiot behind a computer could snigger to themselves for a minute or two before promptly wiping clean their presence from the site. It was a shame too - the pictures, whilst sparse, had been cute.

Leon's phone bleeped out into the quiet darkness. He glanced down at the mobile in his paw as the screen lit up: a text from Lucas - the Labrador, finally. Opening up the message, he gritted his teeth as he held back what had been building up to be fifteen minutes of seething annoyance, about to bubble over if he wasn't going to be given good news. Pleasantly surprised, the message read:

'In the passage now, meet you there.'

Growling, the jackal pocketed the phone. Not only was he late, but he was in the wrong place. He turned towards where this supposedly secret place was and made a line for it, crossing the deserted street and stuffing his paws into his hoody. It wasn't the best of plans. Why Leon had agreed to it he still didn't know - perhaps it was the thrill of something new, even some dangerous? He questioned what had brought him out to such a seedy place to simply get his funk on with a random stranger practically. He could have had better luck just going out of his comfort zone to a bar further afield if he wanted a change of pace. But no, here he was, wandering down the grimiest alley in the hopes of rutting some canine tail.

Litter smothered the ground from some blown-open dumpster scattered its guts about the cobbled passage. Buildings and walls from either side loomed in, damp and cold to the touch, and rough against Leon's paw. He wasn't a particularly fan of this part of town. It wasn't too far away from Black Street, which was the road where few people dared to tread unless they were really asking for it. The whole neighbourhood had a notorious reputation for being the home of the questionable clubs, the ones that slipped under most peoples' radars for if they knew what their true natures were they might think twice about their lives. 'Event Horizon' was probably the most well-known place due to its more tolerable atmosphere that wasn't as lewd, but there were worse places Leon was vaguely aware of, such as 'Flesh' - a club infamous for the events it hosted behind such discreet walls. Being this close to these sorts of places gave Leon a chill, for if he didn't find his 'friend' and fuck him quickly, he might find himself in a similar sort of predicament.

A lone figure stood just yonder across the passage. He leant against one of the walls, underneath a small tunnelled portion of the alley, and breathed hot breath into his paws before rubbing them vigorously. As Leon approached him, the man looked up, his muzzle poking out from behind his own hood as he peered through the looming shadows at the jackal. It was the first instance Leon had had to have a proper look at the male. Whilst the Labrador was a great deal shorter than the jackal, he had an older look about him. His fur was a short, crisp yellow that stood out beneath the amber streetlights and glowed with an imbued fieriness that shone back in his eyes. Even before they'd spoken, Leon could tell he was dealing with a feisty one.

"You're late," he said, his tone clipped. The Labrador just shrugged. "So, you're at college?"

"Uni," Lucas corrected, shuffling on his footpaws, "I'm in my final year." He bit his bottom lip, "I don't normally do this..."

"Neither do I." Their conversation was cut to its bare essentials, lacking any sort of development that was normally expected. Leon sighed, "How do we do this then?" Another shrug from the Labrador, both unconvinced as to what to do. They stood there awkwardly, neither looking at the other whilst they silently deliberated what to do. Leon was at a loss, but thankfully Lucas took the initiative.

Before he knew it, the dog had thrown his weight at the jackal, arms wrapping round his neck as their muzzles locked. He barely had a moment to respond as he felt himself get slammed against the wall, tongue invading his mouth and groins grinding against one another. He was a quick-learner though, as soon tried to fight back for dominance, his tongue wrestling against the Labrador's eager mouth as they kissed, noisily and messily, uncaring for who heard or how gross it might have looked. Lucas took a gentle nip at the jackal's lower lip as they grazed one another, making the larger male grunt and growl cheekily. Leon pushed the Labrador's weight off of him and wheeled him around, rolling him to crash against the wall whilst he now took the commanding stance. Lucas was pressed up against the brickwork whilst Leon hungrily devoured his muzzle, his tongue practically occupying the dog's as they made out passionately. They huffed and moaned against each other, their swirls of white mist that sapped from their lungs mixed against the other, their faces flush with newfound heat. The smell was impossible to ignore as their close proximity had them swimming in the other, distinct notes of musk and fragrances that had both of him grunting impatiently with burning need.

Lucas switched the tables again by pushing the jackal away from him, cascading now into the other side of the passage. All it would have taken was for one overly curious fur to peek around the corner to see what they were blatantly doing and foil their plan, but still the pair of them carried on. The danger of getting caught rutting in the alley was too good to pass up, and Lucas now lurched for the jackal's nape, his lips sealing around a soft, tender bit of a flesh and sucking hard, leaving love bites spattered across his neck. Leon knew it'd be sore and obvious the next more what he'd been up to, but there and then it was hot, having the Labrador worship his nape and chest was intoxicating. He leaned his head back as Lucas carried on lapping through the fur, his paws fumbling in the chill for the zip to his jacket, yanking it down hurriedly. It slipped open and before Leon could even shake off the hoody, the dog was pushing his paws up beneath his shirt, groping the fine muscle beneath along the jackal's toned form. Fingers pinched his nipples and had him growling threateningly, but regardless the canine went on undeterred. Even as the reverberations shook in his throat, the dog continued to suck and nibble gently, as though nothing were the matter. The jacket fell to the floor, falling with a soft thud against the cobblestones, and all Leon had to do was lift up his arms so that Lucas could peel up his shirt, throwing it off to the side alongside his hoody. His fur was finally exposed to the ringing chill, the black of his upper body contrasted neatly against the darker orange of his lower abdominals, the streetlight illuminating his build and frame. The dark of his tattoo barely showed up in the shade, but sure enough it was there. With his torso left to face the wind, Leon put a paw on the back of the Labrador's head as he moved further down, his tongue trailing a sweet line of saliva towards his pectorals, immediately going for a nipple; he had to hold back a loud grunt as the dog latched onto one with his lips, tweaking the nub between his teeth ever so carefully whilst the other was squeezed and tuned by the free paw. All Leon could do was pressed the canine close to his body and rub along his still clothed back, eyes shut and mind distant as he lingered in the sensations of their rough love.

But Lucas wasn't about to stop there; Leon grinned a lazy, content smile as he felt the Labrador kneel down, paws going for his crotch and letting loose his fly. His bulge, now firming up nicely as the warm-up had left him high and dry. The Labrador's welcoming mouth kissed and pecked the fabric, pushing against his flesh through the jockstrap and licking against the confined sheath and balls. He huffed out a smoking breath as Lucas sought out what he wanted, snuffling deep against the jackal's crotch and inhaling whatever stench lingered there. His teeth nipped at the waistband, biting down upon the elastic and tugging it down. When Leon's junk sprung free, it flopped directly into the dog's face, the smaller male whining deeply at the feeling, the heat radiating across his cold face. It didn't take long for the jackal to reach his full hardness when roaming paws cupped his sack and rolled his balls about in one palm, the other slowly moving the sheath back across the knot it held hidden within the flesh - when the hole member had distended from its warm, moist home did the dog act. Leon held his breath and grunted through gritted teeth as lips moved to beckon in his meat. From one heated home to another, he growled out lowly when the dog took his cock in to the knot, lips wrapping about his girth and the naughty tongue snaking its way across his inches. It left him wanting, paw pushing down hard on the back of Lucas's head and moaning heavily as that wet maw accepted his member graciously. He felt the dog greedily swallow down the fattened eight inches of his length over and over, beginning to piston his hips to and fro against those delectable lips. They fitted him so nicely, moulding over the contours and veins of his shaft as it glide backwards and forwards, pushing in as deep as he could despite the dog's struggles for breath. The warm pants against his crotch were delightful though, and for as much as the Labrador fought he made things hotter for the jackal.

Though Leon would have been happy to shoot into the dog's mouth, Lucas seemed to have other intentions. As he pulled the cock free from his muzzle and held it aside with one paw, lips and tongue digging in to the tight space behind the knot and lapping up the errant juices, he grunted ever so quietly to the jackal,

"You gotta fuck me..."

In the silence of the night, Leon didn't make any attempt to say no, merely grunting his affirmative response whilst his paw brushed across the top of the Labrador's head, whose lips had found his hanging sack and begun to tongue the balls there.

"Need me to lube you up?" Leon asked softly, preparing already to hack up a wad of spit for the dog's rump, but this time Lucas shook his head,

"Already got you covered."

As he stood up, leaving the jackal with his dick hanging free from the fly of his jeans, standing with his back against the passage wall whilst Lucas began to strip himself down. He lifted up his sweatshirt and revealed the scantily-clad tank top beneath that boasted his large frame. Not overtly muscled, but still enough to give the Labrador some definition. He must have been freezing in those clothes, but he was about to get much colder as the dog dropped his pants, leaving him in nothing but the top and briefs. Leon grabbed the dog and whirled him back around so that he had his front to the wall, his paws placed against the rough bricks. Now he took control, his paws grasping at the hem of the tank top and lifting it up over his head, tossing it to their pile of discarded clothes. Now the jackal reached for the briefs, slipping in a paw to cup the dog's pert cheeks and give them a friendly squeeze. But his fingers brushed against something much harder, which made Leon check twice.

As he whipped down the underwear, he saw that the Labrador's buttocks were parted slightly as they were forced to accommodate something else. It was black in colour, and glistened in what little light there was; as Leon prised apart the globes of golden fur, he grinned devilishly as he realised what had taken the dog so long. Stuffed up his tail-hole as a toy of some kind - a plug, if he had to guess - that he'd had to endure walking around with just to get to the alleyway. Leon gave a teasing spank against the dog's rump, and he groaned loudly, far loudly then was necessary, and the jackal responded in a heartbeat, clamping a paw over the Labrador's muzzle,

"Can't have you waking up the locals..." He held his paw there whilst he pressed his body up close behind Lucas, his member poking and prodding against his cleft to where the base of the plug was. Leon gripped the base with his free paw and tugged slightly - Lucas moaned, just as he expected - but he went on undeterred. He didn't stop slowly dragging out the plug regardless of how hard Lucas whimpered into his paw. He'd long since returned to being tight about its neck, but he now grunted anew as he was made to stretch once more to remove it from his guts. Whining to Leon's palm, which was now dampened by spittle, he gave a final pained grunt as it slipped free from his hole. The jackal was startled when he felt warm liquid splurge out, a thick shot of cream spilling onto his own shaft. It was only a small amount, but Leon wondered what else waited up there, "How many?"

"Just two, some friends at college - I wanted to be ready for now..." Leon chuckled, throwing the buttplug onto the floor beside their clothes and addressing back once more the task; he lined up his dick with the Labrador's opening and pushed in. The looseness made for a swift entry, stuffing himself in right up to the knot of his shaft. Lucas grunted once again into Leon's paw, and so the jackal was forced to push up hard against the dog just to keep the two in place, huddled to the wall, making sure not to cause too much of a scene. He'd have to hold his paw there until the canine learnt to be quiet, not that it bothered him. A loud moaner was a good sign he was doing something right. He gave another buck of his hips, seeking out that sweet spot hidden in the dogs depths and finding it upon the third try. Lucas yelped into the palm, leaning back against the jackal's broad chest as he felt his cock lurch, sliding from its own sheath and out into the open. The metal teeth of the zipper dug against his cheeks, but he didn't make too much protest. Only did he squirm when Leon's idle paw wrapped around his hardening shaft and began to stroke him slowly, waiting for the dog to get accustomed to his girth whilst making sure to keep him distracted. He writhed in the iron grip, bucking hard no matter which sensation came first, be it the pulses of the meat inside his ass or the slick paw sliding across his sensitive cock - he hadn't cum so far tonight, despite the other fucks, and he was desperate for some relief.

Leon felt a slick warmth envelope his dick. Whilst he was sure this must have been the loads of whomever it was who'd gone before him, he cared little. As he slowly pulled his hips back, making sure his jacking matched his thrusting, he saw no traces of sticky white across his length. It just made for a nice, easy and slick fuck, with little need to go gentle. Time was of the essence for he'd not forgotten they were still exposed to the public eye. All it took was for one person, that's all it took, and the game was up. They were close now, and he'd be damned if he didn't get a chance to finish.

Lucas whined as the cock retreated from his hole, feeling his rim cling to the flesh in desperation to be full again, only to feel the member enter once again from tip to knot. It stroked every delicate part of his innards in the most intimate way that had him grunting and grinding his head against the bricks, the sensation blurring his mind to a muddy haze of lust and release. He bucked back as hard as he could, trying to get the jackal to go faster, but was held in place by the paw which had him secured by the reach-around, tweaking his tip between forefinger and thumb, making him wail against Leon's clasping paw. It drove him insane as he took his precious time working slowly up to his pace, building up the tempo as though they had an age to fuck. He supposed it was the riskier side to things, for the longer they stayed out here, the likelier it was they'd be caught. Exposure was the danger, but it was also the fuel for their urge. He panted hard against the paw as he supported himself by the wall, holding himself up as Leon finally went a little harder, that knot tapping against his backdoor begging for entrance. It was too soon though, for now, so they settled for the battering instead, letting Leon work himself up and into the Labrador at a generous speed. Their heated panting swirled into the air and gave away their position, a signal to let all those know two furs were grinding their hips together with one fucking the other. Leon leaned forward to kiss and bite at Lucas's neck in evil revenge, rewarding the dog with his own share of marks for the evening. He could only growl and whimper in a muffled voice as Leon attacked his nape, hammering his ass forwards and into the paw that gripped the dog's member tightly, massaging out the pre that was milked from his prostate. Leon didn't want to finish like this though. If they were going to do this, they'd do it properly.

He pulled out of the dog's ass with a resounding slurp, finally letting the dog's muzzle go and giving him a moment to breathe. His ass stretched out beautifully, and whilst he was bent over catching his breath, Leon examined his handiwork. The dog's hole shone wetly, still open and winking eagerly to be full again, once more beckoning him into the velvet folds. The jackal again smacked the dog's ass and grinned at him, lifting up a paw and gesturing him to turn around. Lucas did as he was told, he growled when he felt the jackal close up the distance between them. They were pressed once more to the wall, face-to-face and muzzles only a few inches apart. Leon placed both paws on the insides of the Labrador's thighs and lifted him up into the air and shuffled forwards to balance the weight on his lap. The dog's ass was at the perfect level to get fucked, primed already for an easy entry, and with his dick very much hard and Lucas's hole still quite empty, he slid in without hesitation. Once more, on cue, the dog began to moan, but Leon rolled his eyes, again counteracting it before by latching his lips to the canine's kissing him deeply to muffle the sound before he became too loud. The rush of the groan filled his mouth but went nowhere else as they kissed, the jackal levering himself up fully into the dog. With his weight pressed against the wall, all Leon had to do was jackhammer his hips into his hole until he tied the male, the two fighting for dominance in the other's mouth. Each time he pushed up, the dog sank a little lower onto his lap, gravity acting as their friend and liaison, urging them on to the finish.

Leon smiled to himself as he pounded the dog's ass, the two growling softly at one another in the peace of the night whilst they made their chaos. He was content now that he'd ventured out on the whim of this meet, happy that he'd found some fresh tail to sow his seed into. Granted, this bottom was just as busy as he was, satisfying their friends and others, so he needn't worry about getting pestered by him when he'd had a good time. Once he came, untied himself from the hole, they'd part ways and likely never meet again, in all chances. As the insides of this dog gripped his member for all it was worth, the walls slick and phenomenally hot, he wagged his tail as he felt himself nearing the peak. A free paw, one not supporting both their bodies against the wall, returned again to Lucas's crotch, grabbing the flesh behind the knot and tugging at the canine's dick. It as all that he needed to do to set him on edge, squirming against Leon's torso, the fidgeting and swivelling making it easier for his knot to slip in. He fucked over and over, hammering the last inch as his dog moaned into his mouth, their eyes closed, until he felt the resistance give in. There was a moment's pause, the two collecting themselves as a spark of pleasure erupted through their bodies. Now locked, fused together at the groin and ass, they rutted like wild creatures in the dead of night, crushed up against the wall of some forgotten passage behind a dying bar. The firing sensations of ultimate agonised bliss rocketed from their crotches to their spines as the build-up gave way to orgasm.

Lucas was the first to shoot, the simulated tie having tipped him long since over the edge, but having held on to ride upon the wave of climax that tore through him. Every sense was alight with pleasure, the full feeling from being overly stuffed permeating to his core. He wagged his tail lazily in long arcs as his cum shot up between them, painting mostly his chest white but splattering against the jackal's chin. He continued to throb, his dick swelling within Leon's grasp as the knot pulled at his rim, driving him on and on endlessly until he felt he could cum no more. The sensation didn't die down, but the flow did, leaving him to have his spent cock dribble across his toned stomach as he panted breathlessly. He felt drained, in both senses, as all strength was sucked away from him like the heat into the dark. He barely clung on to the jackal's body as a primal expression peeled across the male's face. He grunted, snapped and barked, pushing in as deep as he could until he restrained himself from howling, adding his own deposit to the Labrador's ass. His member hardened, the knot swollen to thrice its size, whilst the jackal made his mark within the tight, caressing walls. He pushed up as far as he could, as deep as he could, his tip poking into the furthest depths whilst he pressed the dog up against the wall, legs outstretched either side fully impaled upon the bloated tool. He lost count of how many times he shot up his ass, though however many it was, he could feel it oozing about his length. It'd be a messy clean-up, he was sure, but Leon had a sneaking feeling that the Labrador wouldn't mind giving him a quick polish to get rid of the excess before they left for their respective campuses. As he pressed his head into Lucas's chest, both panting hard from the sheer exertion, they reclined from their glorious high slowly, pleasantly, in the dark and quiet of the pitch, both quite happily sated for tomorrow.

Leon gave a testing tug at the knot, seeing the rim pries apart ever so slightly. He grinned, a deliciously hot idea forming in his mind as he readied to pull back...