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Grinning, Speed held the door open for his band mates, giving each a high five as they walked out. "Good practice, guys!" he called after them, waving back at them as they slowly dispersed along the street. Ears still ringing slightly, he gave them a last wave and then stepped back into the old house, letting the door swing shut behind him. Latching the creaky screen door into place, he kicked off his hightop shoes again and strode back down the hall, sighing and smiling as he remembered the practice. Damn, we're getting tight here... he thought to himself, grinning again. Just got to find some good gigs and we're set!

Stopping in the small kitchen, he reached into the fridge and snagged himself a cold soda. Popping the top, he gave a contented sigh as he took a deep gulp of the bubbly drink. Licking his lips, he sat down at the round table, kicking his feet up. "You coming up, Bandit?" he called out, gazing back at the basement stairs from where he had recently come. "Ban?" Damnit pup, he thought to himself, take those darn headphones off!

Reluctantly getting to his paws again, he slowly strode back to the half-closed door, pulling it open as quietly as he could. Reaching his head in to the dimly lit stairwell, he perked up his ears, straining to hear... Sure enough, although the dingo had no speakers on, he could hear the soft plinking of keys, and in the background could hear the faint playback of music through headphones. I don't get why he always has to play with the headphones when he's writing stuff, Speed thought to himself with a tail wag. I mean, when I do it the whole damn neighbourhood knows what I'm playing! Smirking, he began making his way carefully down the stairs, alighting on the first landing and leaning down to poke his head along the railings on the next flight. Thankful for the dim lighting of the staircase, he tip-toed down a couple more stairs until his head, body bent over, was just below the ceiling level.

Grinning, he immediately focussed his eyes upon the striking dingo hybrid sitting down behind a veritable wall of keyboards and synthesizers. His friend's russet and gold furred muzzle was scrunched in a look of intense concentration, and as Speed watched his paws began to fly across the keyboards, adjusting dials, twisting knobs, and hammering the keys hard. His eyes were completely focussed upon what he was doing, and as he played he started slowly bobbing his head in time with his music. Speed could see his long, bushy tail slowly sweeping back and forth behind him, as always wagging in time to the music.

Speed remained hidden on the recessed landing, toes tapping to the half-heard, half seen rhythm. Perking his ears forward, he strained to catch whatever his friend was playing, but he couldn't quite make it out. Whatever it was, it was moderately paced, but had a real corker of an organ solo. Eyeing the dingo's heavy black headphones which were clamped tight to his ears, he sighed wistfully, trying to imagine what Bandit was hearing. I've really got to get myself a good pair of wireless headphones for this type of time, the wolf thought to himself (not for the first time!). Just plug the jack in to his mixer when he's not looking, and presto... He sighed wistfully. If he likes it, I'll hear it then.

Reluctantly leaving his friend to his work, he slowly walked back up the creaky stairs, trying his best to be quiet and not disturb the dingo. Reaching the main floor, he walked over to the living room, collapsing with a contented sigh into his favourite armchair. Grabbing a dog-eared book from the end table, he cracked it open back to where he had last left off and within moments found himself transported to a different place, full of magic and wonder.

So transported away was Speed by the book that he didn't even notice as Bandit walked up the stairs, emerging into the hall just across from him. Muzzle cracking open into a mischievous grin, Bandit slowly stalked up behind the wolf's chair, tail wagging unconsciously as he reached out his arms. However, at the last minute he pulled them back, deciding against scaring his mate. Silly bugger tore half the pages out of his book last time I tried this, Bandit thought with a grin, noting the duct-tape bound book which seemed to glare accusatorially at him from the bookshelf. You'll get off lucky this time, pup, but next time... He smirked again. Instead of scaring Speed, he instead slowly wrapped his arms around the chair and its sole occupant, lowering his head to plant a light kiss on the wolf's neck. "What's new, Speed?"

Despite Bandit's rather tamed-down greeting, Speed still jumped in his seat when the dingo's furry arms wrapped around his chest. Jerking slightly, his book flew from his hands and landed with a muffled fwump, facedown on the worn rug. "Damn it, not another book!" he growled, but despite himself he couldn't help but try to wag his trapped tail, a wide grin spreading across his muzzle as he nuzzled into the dingo's kiss. "What's new? Well... That book WAS in new condition, until you came up here!" Sticking out his tongue cheekily, he reached up and wrapped his arms affectionately around the dingo's fluffy neck, pulling his head down for a real kiss.

When Bandit slowly released his lips from the kiss, he gently unwrapped the dingo's arms from his chest before slowly standing up, stretching his back and yawning. "What's new with you, Ban?" he asked, turning and giving his mate a little lick on the muzzle. "Get some good tracks down?"

Bandit blushed lightly, tail wagging appreciatively. "Eh, it was okay, kinda bad really," he said, shaking his head.

"Oh come on," Speed said with a laugh, "You always say that, and yet the songs you write always turn out so damned good! I bet it was awesome and you just don't want to admit it!"

Blushing again, Bandit gave his mate a little punch to the shoulder. "You know, we could sit here playing the 'you're better than me' game all night, or we could get some food!" Smiling, he took the wolf's hand, gently pulling him back towards the hall again. "I don't know about you, but I for one am famished!"

Even the slight mention of food was enough to get Speed's stomach growling, and he followed the dingo readily enough, meshing his and Bandit's fingers together. As they walked down the hall, he used his free paw to pull his watch from his pocket, and was astonished to see that three hours had passed since he had sat down in the chair. The ticking pendant clearly read twenty after seven, and the last time he had checked it had just barely been 4:00. "Jeez, you were down there alone for three hours, and you say all that came from it is crap, Bandit?" he asked incredulously, raising an eyebrow. "Myself, I definitely call bullshit on that one!"

Bandit allowed himself a little smile, winking at his mate. "Alright Speed, it was... Okay. But I still think you give me way too much credit here!"

With a sigh, Speed decided to just take what he could get, and with a roll of the eyes brushed past his mate towards the pantry. "So, what were you in the mood for tonight? Another Speed special?"

Bandit cringed slightly, and Speed blushed slightly, a wise-ass grin plastered on his muzzle. "I don't think I've quite recovered from the last "special" that you tried to pass off as edible," Bandit said with a grin, gently pushing the wolf aside. "How about we let me take care of this one, eh love?" Thinking for a moment, he started pulling an assortment of spices and seasonings down from the pantry, setting them down next to the meat they had left thawing on the counter earlier in the day.

Within a few minutes, Bandit had a couple pans sizzling away on the range, tending to them in between running back and forth for ingredients. Speed decided to do what he could, so he started tearing up lettuce for a salad, one of the few things he could make with proficiency in the kitchen. And without charring... And flames... And tripped fire alarms, he thought with an abashed grin, remembering that time the fire fighters had actually showed up at their front door, the smoke was so bad. Probably best he's doing the cooking here.

Too soon though, the bowl of greens was full and ready for dressing, and the dressing itself was prepared. Speed cast his eyes about the kitchen, looking for some way to be useful, but as usual all his eyes kept returning to was his mate's sleek form, sleeves rolled up his forearms to protect from splash damage. Again, the dingo's tongue was sticking out slightly as he carefully managed the sizzling pans, and Speed's stomach rumbled at the assortment of delicious smells rising up from the range. He looked around aimlessly for another moment, wondering if there was anything he could do to help, but as his eyes returned once again to his the dingo's reddish fur he sighed and grinned.

Quietly stalking up behind his mate, Speed waited until the dingo's hands were free and then wrapped his arms around his mate's russet form, mimicking the dingo's earlier hug and slowly kissing his way up Bandit's furry neck. Burying his nose in the dingo's neck, he drank in Bandit's musky, clean scent. Resting his hands on Bandit's arms, he pressed himself up against the dingo's back as Bandit continued cooking, but finally his onslaught of affection paid off and the dingo turned to face him, a goofy grin on his muzzle.

"You know, Speed, I'm supposed to be cooking here! What am I..." Abruptly, his sentence was cut short with a grunt as the wolf pressed in for a kiss, and with only a moment's hesitation Bandit planted his lips against Speed's, muzzles parting and tongues meeting in the middle. Moaning passionately, he pressed his body tight up against the wolf's, tilting his head to the side slightly and sliding his muzzle further on Speed's as the kiss deepened. Tongues writhing, the two clutched at each other like drowning men clinging to a life preserver, locked in their passionate embrace. The two staggered backwards away from the stove, backing into the fridge and the counter before finally coming to a rest pressed up against the kitchen table.

Reaching blindly behind himself, Speed carelessly swept the surface of the table clear as Bandit gently pressed him back onto it until he was lying with his torso on the table, his mate standing between his parted legs and bent over the table so that they could remain lip-locked. Blushing deeply, Speed wrapped his legs tightly around the dingo, pulling him in closer to his body as he began to pant, waistband suddenly seeming uncomfortably tight. With a shock, he realized that he could feel something poking into his upturned rump, and that only enticed him further. Finally breaking the kiss, he reached up cupped the dingo's cheek in his paw, smiling excitedly at his mate, a blush in his cheeks. He could see that Bandit was just as excited as he was, and with pounding heart he realized that this could be it, this could be their first time, right here on the kitchen table of all places. "Are you... Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

The dingo grinned nervously, licking at his mate's lips. "I... I am, love, I think I am. Are you?"

In answer, Speed reached back and gently grabbed at the throbbing bulge in Bandit's pants, squeezing lightly on the plump sheath. "I'd say we both are, sweetie!"

With a grin, Bandit started slowly pulling Speed's shirt off, tugging the unwanted fabric over his mate's head and off his arms. Leaning down, he began to lightly kiss at the wolf's flat, furry stomach, breathing in deeply of the wolf's deepening musk. He couldn't help but feel the wolf's own growing excitement pressing up into his chest from that position, and with a grin he reached a paw down to cup gently at the wolf's own pulsating sheath for the first time, feeling it's unfamiliar contours and tracing the wolf's heartbeat with every throb. By that point, the dingo's shirt was half off too, and he stopped what he was doing for long enough that the wolf could slip it off his body to be cast aside like Speed's own shirt. Locking lips again, the pair ground their growing manhoods together, shivering and groaning from the unfamiliar sensations. Speed reached up a paw, suddenly nervous and shaking slightly, and hooked it into the dingo's waistband, reaching in, reaching lower...

Abruptly, the dingo pulled his head back, eyes slightly unfocused. "Is that... Smoke?" he asked worriedly. Immediately his eyes turned back to the untended oven... Which was now billowing more smoke than the hood could handle. "Damn it!!" he growled, reluctantly prying free of Speed's tight embrace and dashing across the kitchen.

The food was clearly a write-off. All of his carefully prepared pans were smoldering, even after he turned the heat off to their respective elements, and with a curse he grabbed a couple of them and tossed them in the sink, cranking the tap on and dousing the smoldering food with cold water. A moment later, the last pan joined the others as Speed cast it into the sink, an embarrassed grin on his muzzle. It was his shit-faced grin, the one that to Bandit said, 'I've done something wrong, something terrible, but I can't help but laugh at it.' Bandit couldn't even feel irritated at the wolf, and with a grin of his own the two began to laugh. Sliding one of the doors open to bring in some fresh air, they wandered out into the cool air and embraced again, great gusts of laughter erupting from both. They weren't even surprised when the piercing warble of fire truck sirens appeared on the horizon, cutting its way towards them through the chilly air.

***

Smashing the cymbals one last time, the big lion ended the song with a flourish. The bar was suddenly filled with cheers, and with grins on all of their faces, the band waved to the crowd and began filing off to the backstage area, spirits high. "Kicked ass, guys! Awesome show!" Shaft called out, tossing his sticks into the crowd and then joining the rest of them. He clapped Bandit and Kal on the shoulders, the slimmer dingo staggering slightly under his meaty arm. Kal simply smirked and clapped his own scaled black paw onto Shaft's shoulder, playful challenge in his brilliant golden eyes as he squeezed lightly.

With a smirk, Speed gave Bandit a light hug, chuckling at the others. "Need a room, you two?"

Kal returned the smirk in full measure, snickering slightly. "I think we're good. What about you two lovebirds? Gonna have a celebratory bonk?" He made a rude face and thrust the air a couple times, and Shaft burst out laughing.

"And don't you just wish you could join us!" Bandit growled jokingly, giving Speed a passionate kiss on the muzzle to the others' embarrassment.

Shaft brushed by them with a chuckle, brushing the outside door open and stepping out into the chill air. "I'll bring the van around, you guys try to behave yourselves until I get back! Kal, keep it in your pants, there's children here!" he called out, taking off at a jog.

"That guy..." Kal trailed off, cheeks blazing even under his dark scales. "Honestly, he has no concept of boundaries!"

Speed rolled his eyes, giving the big dragon a little punch on the shoulder. "Chin up, Kal, we're just messing with you. Well, I am at least," he said with a grin, looking at Bandit. "What do you say, Ban?"

The dingo merely winked and pointedly grabbed at Speed's crotch. "I don't think he could handle being with us, honestly!"

Throwing his hands up with a huff, Kal stalked off, a slight grin still tugging at his muzzle although his tail tip was jerking spasmodically.

"It's far too easy to get under his skin, eh love?" Speed said with a chuckle, giving Bandit a little peck on the cheek. "I suppose we should start breaking down our stuff... Shit. I hate carrying my stuff," he growled under his breath. I guess that's the price you pay for good sound.

Walking with Bandit, the two made their way back to the tight stage, hopping up the side and walking back to their respective equipment. Sighing, Speed began packing up his basses, wrapping up cords and bringing the instrument cases back to the back door. Finally, all that was left was his speaker cab and amplifier... I bloody hate this part! Heaving a sigh, he reached up and took ahold of the handles on the sides of his amp, heaving and lifting the heavy old amplifier off its resting position on his speakers. "Goddam, this bloody thing just doesn't get any lighter, does it?" he growled to himself, slowly walking back towards the entry way.

Once he had deposited his amp there, he walked back to his speaker cab, groaning again. At least it has wheels... Sighing, he took hold of the grab bar and pulled, leaning the cabinet up against his body as he dragged it back to the loading doors. "How's it going over there, Bandit?" he called out, looking around for his mate. Most of his stuff is here already, I think... Where'd the guy go?

Speed jumped, feeling a tap on his shoulder. "I'm right here, standing behind your damn amp!" his mate exclaimed, tail wagging slightly. "Duh!"

"Oops... Heh heh... I hope I didn't run over any tails or anything of that sort?" Speed asked with a grin, winking at the dingo around the tall speaker. "Come on, let's get all this crap packed away!"

***

The clock on the stove read close to 1 a.m. before Kal and Shaft finally left the house, bleary eyed and slightly deaf, for the comfort of their own places. Speed saw them off at the door, finally turning back into the house after calling out a last goodbye to his friends. Sighing, the wolf slowly shut the front door, throwing the bolt and resting against it for a moment. His ears were still ringing slightly, despite the ear protection they all used, but he was used to that by this point. He had even come to sort of enjoy the fuzzy feeling, feeling it as often as he did. Raising his paw to his face, he rubbed at his eyes slowly, letting out a jaw-cracking yawn. "Bandit? Where you at, love?" Haven't seen him in a few minutes, come to think of it... "What're you up to? Are you heading off soon?"

His only reply was silence; not even the slightest sound emanated from the basement where he had last seen the dingo. "Ban? What're you up to?" he asked again, poking his head through the basement door. However, all the lights were off downstairs. He flicked the lights on again, preparing to head down to his subterranean bedroom, but a slight squeaking sound from upstairs caught his attention. In bed already? Without even saying good night? How rude! Speed grinned, mischievous plots hatching in his head. He can scare me, but it can work both ways! Gonna get'cha, dingo!

Carefully tiptoeing up the stairs to the upper level, Speed grinned evilly, alighting on the landing with quiet paws. The dingo's door was closed loosely, but the latch wasn't caught in the frame. A little bit of light, oddly seeming to flicker, shone under the loose portal, but more importantly there didn't seem to be any sound coming from within. Got him napping... Literally! Creeping towards the door, he ever-so-gently fastened his paw around the old-fashioned handle and pushed, letting the door slowly swing open. However, all thoughts of scaring the dingo were gone in a flash. Letting the door swing open the rest of the way, he carefully stepped into the room, gaping.

The first thing that caught his eyes were the candles. Scattered throughout the tight room across the dresser and end-table a plethora of little candles burned, casting a flickering, warm light across the room. The bed, a king sized mattress which Bandit had always claimed to have just for comfort's sake, was dressed with what appeared to be fine, smooth silken sheets, heavy comforter no where to be found. On the end table was what appeared to be a bottle of champagne, oddly missing glasses. And on the bed... Speed found himself salivating slightly involuntarily, having the presence of mind to swallow before it started leaking from his muzzle.

In the middle of the bed lay his mate, dressed in naught but his loose-fitting boxer shorts. His short golden belly fur shone with a muted glow in the uncertain light, accentuating his fit, firm muscles nicely beneath his coat. As Speed's eyes traced upwards, he noticed the enticing grin on Bandit's muzzle, his eyes glimmering brightly as he beckoned the wolf over. Completely lost for words, Speed slowly made his way over, eyes unable to leave his mate's sleek form. Climbing into the bed at Bandit's silent gesture, he made his way over to Bandit, stuttering slightly. "I... You... We...?" he trailed off, blushing.

Bandit shut him up with a passionate kiss, stroking at his head fur and pulling the wolf in closer. The wolf was in no mood to fight it, and instead felt himself melting into his mate's soft caresses, sighing and moaning slightly as he dove his tongue into Bandit's muzzle to wrestle with the dingo's own tongue. Sliding up on the dingo's body until he was lying overtop of the slightly taller canine, he kept his lips locked to Bandit's as he slowly lowered his body on top of his mate's, letting their swelling malehoods press up against one another.

With a paw, Bandit gently pushed Speed's muzzle from his own, licking away a little strand of drool which remained connected between their mouths. A shy grin on his face, he asked, "Are you sure, love? Are you sure you are ready for... This? Any of this?"

Speed answered Bandit's grin with one of his own, giving the dingo a lick on the nose. "I think I am love... Sure feels like you are too!" Suddenly, his earlier tiredness seemed as far away as the morning. Reaching a paw between them, he gently cupped at the dingo's unfamiliar package through his loose boxers, cheeks heating up as he felt his own cock beginning to throb free of his sheath.

"Oh, I definitely am, stud," Bandit said in a sultry tone, smirking. "The only question is, where to begin? So much to catch up on, so little time!" Eyes closing halfway in a moment of thought, he exclaimed, "Oh, there's champagne too! In case you wanted some."

With a wink, Speed gave his mate a nuzzle. "You know, tempting as that may normally be, I think you're all I want to taste tonight..." Winking again, he slowly began to kiss his way down the dingo's toned chest, licking briefly at Bandit's rock-hard nipples before continuing his downwards journey. Inhaling deeply as he worked his way down, he could feel his own cock becoming harder and harder as the dingo's deep, masculine musk worked its way into his nostrils, growing stronger and stronger as things heated up.

Finally, he reached Bandit's underwear, and without wasting a moment he wrapped his fingers around the waistband and pulled lightly, tugging the dingo's boxers down and exposing his mate's sexy cock to his eyes for the first time. Panting, Speed let his eyes pore over every inch of the exposed dingo meat, still half-sheathed but pulsing rapidly in tune to the beat of Bandit's heart. From the tip of the dingo's golden-furred sheath sprung a throbbing, reddish-pink fleshy shaft, swelling generously towards the middle before tapering off to a narrow point at the end. The tip was already dripping with a clear fluid, and even as he stared the dingo's cock suddenly twitched and a little spray of pre shot from the pointed tip. As Bandit's cock jerked, his balls (which Speed just noticed) twitched upwards as well before hanging loosely in their fur-covered sack. Those balls... Speed's eyes were drawn to them, the perfect, golden-furred orbs dangling just in front of his face, swollen and heavy with unspilled seed waiting just for him. I... Who am I kidding, I can't resist this, Speed thought to himself with a grin.

With relish, he dove down and started attacking the dingo's balls with furious licks. Opening his muzzle, he took one onto his tongue, rolling the heavy organ around in his muzzle and getting his first taste of Bandit's musk first-hand. Drooling heavily, he continued to suckle on the dingo's balls as he brought his paws into play, reaching up to gently stroke at the throbbing, leaking shaft for the first time. Wrapping his fingers around the pulsating rod, he caught a squirt of pre with his other paw and brought it back to the dingo's leaking shaft, smearing the slippery fluid over the throbbing flesh. Starting at the very tip, he ran a claw very lightly down the entire length, tracing around the spot where his sheath met the shaft, just above where his knot would be when fully erect. Bandit's moans were music to his ears, and with a grin he went back to suckling on the dingo's balls, slowly rubbing at his thickening shaft.

Suddenly, he felt a paw gently pushing on his head, and with a slight whine he gave the dingo's balls one last lick before reluctantly pulling his head back, tongue hanging from his muzzle and a questioning look on his face. "Did I do something wrong Ban? Do you want me to stop?"

The look on the dingo's face was all the answer he needed, but Bandit answered him anyways. "Oh god no, I wouldn't dare ask you to stop, stud. I just think that we both need a turn here, and besides... You're staining your pants!" he said with a chuckle, pointing out the growing damp spot in the wolf's lewdly tented jeans. "How about we get rid of all that nonsense?"

Speed blushed deeply, suddenly embarrassed. Stuttering, he gave a yelp as the dingo pulled him back onto the bed, kissing him before tearing his shirt open, buttons popping in his haste. Slipping the torn garment from the wolf's arms, he hastily undid his mate's belt and whipped it free from the loops, other paw unzipping Speed's pants and pulling them down. "Now, let's see what we've got here," Bandit said with a grin, suddenly grabbing the wolf's arms in strong paws and flipping him over so that the dingo was now on top.

Reversing Speed's previous role, he pressed the wolf up against the pillows as he took the wolf's waistband in his teeth and tugged downwards, giving him a lewd wink as he pulled the wolf's jeans the rest of the way down with his paws. Now confronted with just the wolf's boxers, he gave Speed a naughty grin as he let his tongue loll from his muzzle and lick at the damp fabric, plastering the cloth to the wolf's growing cock. With a paw he slowly began to peel down Speed's underwear, undoing the tail clasp before sliding them down until the wolf's entire package was revealed before his eyes.

Now it was Speed's turn to stop him reluctantly. "You know, I think we should both be in on this," he said with a grin, sliding his underwear and socks off the rest of the way. He gave the dingo a wink, blushing as he remembered all the times he had imagined this very moment playing out before him now. "Just play along, I'm sure you'll know how it goes stud."

Bandit was about to ask what the wolf meant, but then his mate hoisted his hind legs to the air, tail flicking off to the side to expose his tight pucker to the dingo's questing eyes for the first time. "Ah... You mean... Are you sure?" the dingo asked, suddenly unsure. The sight of Speed's ass turned him on more than he had ever felt so before, but at the same time, he didn't want to hurt the wolf. "I mean... Have you ever done this before?"

The dingo's question made Speed blush a brilliant shade of crimson, which he thought must be visible even through his thick fur. "Well..." he said, clearing his throat, "Do... Fingers count?" He gave a nervous little laugh, tail thwapping lightly against Bandit's legs.

Blushing himself, Bandit gave his mate a little shove, pushing him back into the soft pillows. "You too, eh love?" Trying to alleviate the awkwardness, he leaned forwards and gave Speed a kiss, pressing his groin up against the wolf's as he lay forwards on top of his mate. Letting his almost painfully hard member rest up against Speed's own, he reached a paw down and slowly jacked them together, their combined pre-cum more than enough lubrication against the rough pads on his fingers. "Feel... Nnnn good love?" he murmured, giving the wolf a little squeeze below his slowly growing knot.

"You know it, Bandit..." Grunting with pleasure, Speed pressed his body back tighter into the soft bed, fists curling up into balls as the pleasure rapidly mounted. "I think... I think..." he moaned, eyes half closed, head pressed back, "I think I'm gonna..."

Reluctantly but quickly Bandit released the wolf's cock, only realizing now how massive his mate's knot had become. "Sorry love, I didn't realize you were so close!" Bandit said with a apologetic smile. "I don't think either of us want to blow just yet, am I right?"

Not trusting himself to speak, Speed merely panted and nodded as he felt the dangerous pressure beginning to recede slightly. With a happy sigh, he reached forwards and took ahold of Bandit's own turgid cock, stroking over the pointed head slightly before moving his paws back to squeeze lightly behind the half-formed knot. "Havent... Haven't even gotten to... The main event!" he huffed out, pleasure finally receding enough that he felt he could safely move again. With a grin, he shuffled his hips and angled his mate's cock downwards, letting it drag and leave a sticky trail down his ballsack until the tip was directly hovering over his puckered tailhole. "Remember?"

Bandit gave him a naughty wink. "Of course I remember, how could I forget an offer like that?" He grinned and pushed his hips forwards slightly, letting his drooling tip graze against his mate's tight rear entrance. The heat coming off his mate's puckered flesh was incredible, radiating from the wolf's tightly clenched ring of muscle and just seeming to soak into the tip of his cock. All the while, he was still slowly squirting pre, getting a sticky mess all over his mate's dark fur and tailhole. "You sure you're ready for this, sexy?"

Speed just nodded, giving the dingo his best 'puppy dog eyes' look. Without meaning to, his tongue slipped from his muzzle as he panted; hoisting his legs higher into the air, he gave Bandit another begging look.

With a grin, Bandit lined his cock up and, tip pressed up against the tight pucker, he began to push lightly at first, then harder as Speed's muscular ring denied him access. "Hey love, do ya wanna maybe loosen... Never mind!" he exclaimed, groaning in concert with Speed as the wolf's tight hole finally parted around the tip of his cock. For a couple moments he rested, tip just barely inside Speed as he basked in the glorious ring of heat surrounding his malehood. "You doing okay love?"

The first penetration was, for Speed, a quite uncomfortable feeling. The distinct impression of something being there that ought not be was strong in his brain, and for a moment his body fought against it, trying to push the offending member back out. With a growl though, he forced himself to relax and loosen his tailhole a little, and suddenly the smoldering pain which had ignited in his muscles was replaced by a sensation of fullness which he had never felt before. Letting a sultry grin settle on his muzzle, he pulled Bandit in for a kiss at the same moment that he pulled the dingo's hips forwards, and before he could even think he was suddenly impaled upon the dingo's cock, all the way up to the knot.

As Bandit kissed his mate deeply, he felt his cock suddenly wedged in deep, and to his shock Speed's eyes crossed briefly. At the same time, he felt a sudden splatter against his chin, and with amazement he broke the kiss and looked down his mate's belly, to his still throbbing cock. A big strand of pre dangled from the tip, and even as Bandit watched in awe another powerful contraction shot through Speed's groin as another huge shot of pre came squirting out his tip. "Wow, Speed..." Bandit exclaimed, drooling slightly. "I can't say I've ever seen that before!" And before Speed could ask whether or not that was a bad thing, Bandit had contorted himself down and was lapping at the tip of Speed's cock, taking the wolf's next squirt straight across the tongue. "Are you ready, Speed?" Bandit asked, tongue still lapping at the wolf's rod while his eyes looked up innocently at his mate's face.

"Please Bandit, fuck me! I can't hold it back much longer..." Speed groaned, feeling another amazingly strong contraction ripple its way through his lower body. "I need it! Please! Take me!"

Bandit pulled his muzzle back up level with the wolf's, and then he gave his naughtiest grin yet, flashing his teeth at his mate. "Your wish is my command, my mate..." Pulling his hips back, he paused for a moment, making his wolf squirm in anticipation... And then with a grunt he drove his cock straight back in, hilting himself entirely in Speed's tight rear passages. As he withdrew again for another thrust, he could feel a slight tugging as the base of his shaft as his inflating knot caught on the tight ring of muscle. Damn... This is going way fast, Bandit thought to himself with a moan. I... Don't think this will last too long for me either.

As the dingo's pace increased, Speed gripped at the comforter tighter and tighter, eyes clenching shut every time his mate bottomed out. From fingering, he knew full well the pleasures he could get from prostate stimulation, but this... The feeling of a living, throbbing, hard slab of meat, especially belonging to Bandit, pressing up against it... Mashing against it over and over... It was enough to make his cock squirt pre like never before. His balls were churning, his cock afire with ecstasy like he had never felt before. Forcing his eyes open, he looked Bandit in the eyes for a moment, revelling in the loving returned gaze, before reaching up and roughly pulling the dingo's head down into another tight kiss. Tongues writhing, neither held anything back from the other as they both approached their climaxes.

Finally, after what felt like hours of having his ass ravaged in the most amazing way possible, Speed suddenly clutched tightly at Bandit's arms, growling deeply into the kiss and thrusting back with all his might against his mate's now-bulbous knot, trying to will his unyielding tailhole to open up just a little wider. "Harder, Bandit, fuck..." he grunted, straining. "I need... I need it in me!"

Bandit stopped his thrusting for a moment and just grinned down at his mate, a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Be careful what you wish for, Speed..."

Speed gasped as the dingo's momentarily stationary hips suddenly redoubled their efforts, seemingly at twice the speed and four times the force of before. He could suddenly feel his tight muscular ring spreading... Wider... Wider... As the smoother flesh of Bandit's knot insistently began to force its way in, he felt a twinge of pain from his overtaxed tailhole, but he gritted his teeth, bearing it, right on the edge...

Just as he felt he couldn't bear the strain any longer, a louder, juicy pop sounded, and his eyes bulged as he felt Bandit's rod, finally in its entirety, buried deep within him. Bandit's powerful thrust brought the hard, throbbing surface of his knot directly into contact with Speed's over-taxed prostate, and with a sudden, piercing howl Speed felt his climax rip through his body, blasting pleasure through his brain as his balls finally relieved themselves of their pent up load.

Testicles drawn up tight to his body, the floodgates truly opened and he could feel his cum squirting out between their thrusting, sweaty bodies, matting into the fur. Long, thin strands of his thin, milky essence splattered between them, and as Bandit lifted himself up slightly, a stray shot pegged the wolf in the chin. His muscles involuntarily began clenching tight around the base of the shaft buried deep within him, and his eyes rolled upwards, body quivering.

Finally, in the midst of his mind-blowing orgasm, he felt a warm, fluid feeling spreading throughout his bowels, and with the realization that Bandit was finally blowing his own load deep within him, his orgasm renewed and grew more powerful once again. Eyes rolling wildly, he clutched hard at his mate's back, thrusting desperately against the massive shaft lodged deep in his bowels.

After a few more weaker spurts, Speed's orgasm finally faded away into a blissful afterglow, and with a very contented sigh he collapsed back to the bed, pulling his mate down on top of him and pressing Bandit's lips to his. Kissing his mate lovingly, he rolled over onto his side, leaving his hind legs wrapped tightly around the dingo's tight rump. "That was... Everything I could have imagined, and more..." he panted, trailing off to lick at Bandit's face. "Thank you so much..."

Bandit licked him back, tongues meeting for a moment before dropping his muzzle down to sample at some of the wolf's spilled seed from his chest. He took a moment to savour the salty flavour before replying, licking once more at the wolf's face. "Agreed squared, Speed... Damn..." Huffing, he shifted his hips slightly into a more comfortable position, squirming slightly as his cock shifted deep with Speed's ass. "Thank you too, Speed..." With a deep sigh, he lay his head down on the pillows next to the wolf's, ignoring the soggy mess between their bodies and leaking slowly from Speed's rump. "I love you, Speed, so very much," he said solemnly, staring straight into the wolf's brilliant green eyes.

Nudging his nose into Bandit's, Speed smiled lightly, hugging the dingo close. "I love you too, Bandit... You're the most special person in my life, and I couldn't imagine being with anyone but you!" He nuzzled at the dingo's soft neck fur, then laid his head back down so that they were nose to nose. "I don't know about you, but I'm tired now... Shall we just go to sleep like this?" he asked with a wink, looking down suggestively.

"Well, I think that could be fun... Who knows? Might even lead somewhere in the morning..." Bandit replied with his own wink, a naughty grin spreading across his features even as his eyelids began to droop. Couldn't imagine a more comfortable place for my cock to spend the night either, he thought to himself with a smirk.

"Good night, Bandit..." Speed slurred, eyes already losing focus as sleep took over. "Thank you for everything..."

"Good night yourself, Speed," Bandit said sleepily, letting his eyelids drift close. "Love ya..."

"I love you too, Bandit..."

The End