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Mating season had arrived once again, sending the males of the pack into short-tempered bouts of sexual arousement and desire; the females were coming into heat and the atmosphere among the packmates was tense, apprehensive... Males guarded their mates as if they were their personal territory, defending them with a fierce snap or a ferocious snarl as a veritable opponent approached. Cautious, wary, they feared the ultimate offense -- another male's seed penetrating their treasured mate's vulnerable loins. Many ferocious battles had occured near the borders of the pack's territory, sometimes even between fellow pack members because of this jealously, this overwhelming sense of protecting their "property". Extremely possessive of the mates they had claimed as their own, they were willing to fight to the death in order to simply consummate their bonds. Tension was high, and this led to many of the males wandering off into unfamiliar territories in foreign lands.

Not an exception, I wandered the misty forests, searching aimlessly for someone to share my love, someone to grow close to and bond with; I was one of numerous wolves of my pack that was unmated and still roaming around, wracked with hormones and yearning for some intimate companionship. Even as I strolled about slowly, my eyes attempting to penetrate the thick, enveloping mist, the pointed red tip of my shaft hung freely from my fuzzy sheath, glistening droplets of thick, clear precum forming at its tip. The crisp, morning air felt good as it surrounded my body, faintly permeating my thick winter coat, sending a slight chill through my torso; but it was a good chill, and it added to the arousing atmosphere.

I was young, only about three years old, yet experienced -- I had mated with a subordinate female of my clan during the summer, well out of breeding season, a bitch only months older than me and not exactly a subscriber to the hormone-induced mating-frenzy. She was hesitant at first, but she became more and more willing once I began breeding her and my warm cum penetrated the sensitive orifices of her delicate body. Ever since that heavenly moment, I had desired something more... Maybe it was because copulation outside of mating season was strictly forbidden by our pack's leaders, or maybe it was the ecstacy of releasing my sticky load for the first time -- but now I desired additional excitement, and with mating season soon coming to a close, I was going to get it, no matter WHAT the costs. Unfortunately, I needed to find a willing mate fast or I wouldn't be allowed to legally mate for an entire year.

It was midday by the time I reached the center of the forests, where the air was frigid and the canopies of the trees blotted out the intrusive sun, and not a creature stirred in the underbrush as I silently padded through the untouched thickets of grass and weeds. I sat down on my haunches, my rock-hard cock bouncing about as my furry rear rested against the forest floor. My erection had barely subsided during the entire day, pulsing, throbbing, aching to release the cum that restlessly stirred inside its swollen depths. More opaque droplets of precum formed upon its tip as I watched in fascination, thoroughly aroused by my own hardening maleness. Licking my lips, I fantasized about the sweet taste of a female in heat, the pleasant aroma that wafted about her as my cum exploded within her... I was now fully concentrating on my rigid cock, licking my lips steadily and envisioning it penetrating the soft opening of the vulva, rubbing against the silky vaginal walls, my precum lubricating it as it moved faster and faster; with my heavenly thoughts wandering from the present, I failed to notice the intruder until he was standing directly next to me, staring at me inquisitively.

Suddenly noticing the male wolf sitting to my right, I flinched, tripping backwards and releasing an embarrassed gasp as I covered my protruding penis with my paws; I felt wads of slippery precum dripping down into the pads and the fur of my paws. He glanced first at my blushing face and then down at my exceedingly erect cock, a thoughtful expression upon his features. It was then that I noticed that a similarly-erect penis protruded from his thick, furry sheath at an upward angle, dripping precum onto his brown paws and the grassy underbrush. This wandering male was apparently trapped in the same predicament as me -- no females in sight and only another day left in the breeding season before the pack life carried on as normal. I unconsciously stroked my hardening maleness with a paw, gazing at his genitals with utter fascination; I had seen other males' erections during the mating season (it was rather difficult NOT to), and I had never felt particularly aroused by the sight of another wolf's shaft, but now... now it was a different story.

He took a step forward, offering me a paw, his sturdy penis bobbing about underneath him. I grasped his paw with mine, which was drenched in my precum; despite the transfer of fluids between our pawpads, he grinned and emitted a contented growl as he helped me to my paws. I gazed into his crystalline blue eyes, captivated by the beauty of them; they were the very essence of a beautiful gemstone, dark sapphire upon first look, yet dazzling and sparkling with the radiance of a thousand stars upon closer inspection. I could feel myself practically straining to withhold my cum, my muscles tense and my rear end rigid as I stood there, inspecting his furry body as he inspected mine. He was fairly well-built and his glossy brown fur still had a certain shine that indicated proper grooming, despite the lack of sunlight permeating the thick canopy above. His legs were muscular and his tail was rather bushy, swaying back and forth as he stood proudly before me.

He sat back on his haunches, flashing me a knowing grin. His rigidly-erect cock was now facing me; the thick rivulets of precum that ran down the length of his shaft and onto his sheath were enough to make me shudder with delight... Was I really going to do this? I asked myself. Was I really about to allow myself to mate with this random male, who, though I admitted I found quite arousing, I would not normally be attracted to? My sexual preference was directed toward females exclusively, not fellow males... but I suddenly found myself drawn to the large, red shaft that protruded from this wandering stud's body. Was this really me, or just an influx of hormones taking control? Was I really THAT desperate?

My thoughts were soon interrupted, for it was he that made the first move. Standing back up on all four paws, he proceeded to pace a half-circle around my body until he was standing directly behind me; not knowing what he planned, I stood rigidly, anticipating the strange sensation of his shaft penetrating my tender tailhole... But this was not destined to happen -- at least, not yet. Turning my head, I watched with fascination as he leaned back on his haunches, craning his neck forward until his muzzle was level with my anus; he began groping himself with his right paw, a small splatter of precum immediately spraying out and soaking the fur on my rear legs. With his nose now inches away from my virgin tailhole, he stuck his tongue out and began licking the soft skin surrounding it, sending sensations of delight through my quivering body. He began franctially pawing at his stiff cock now, beads of cum forming at the tip and dripping down his shaft into his coarse fur as he continued rimming me; I noticed the round, bulbous knot beginning to form at the base of his penis, usually formed during a copulatory tie or during moments of extreme sexual arousal.

I gasped as I felt his tongue snake its way into my tailhole, sending a wave of euphoria throughout my stiff body; almost involuntarily, I began humping backwards like a bitch in heat, wanting more, wanting more of HIM. I felt my own cock hardening, protruding even further as it displayed its full length to the forest, bobbing up and down with the movements of my body. Sticky precum drizzled from its pinnacle, the warm sensation of the cum as it stirred in my shaft, just waiting to be released... I was now bent down in a completely submissive position, my midriff pointed high in the air, chest resting low against the ground, cock suspended in midair and pointing at the earth, releasing periodic spurts of precum into the grass and down my chest. He rimmed my asshole once more, slowly, grinding his tongue against the soft, sensitive opening; he proceeded down my rear to my scrotum, caressing each furry orb lovingly with his tongue, treasuring the warm fluids they contained...

And then suddenly, he stopped. His tongue withdrew from my swollen testes and I was left standing there, panting heavily, my erect cock dangling beneath me, a sticky strand of precum dripping from its pointed tip. He stood up on all fours again, his impressive knot fully-swollen. His rock-hard maleness stood straight out, covered from tip to base in glistening precum -- and what a delightful sight it was! He strolled past me, a seductive grin plastered upon his features, and proceeded to lay down in front of me and arch his butt so that his tight lovehole was clearly visible, his balls protruding between his furry hindquarters; I gazed at his rear in awe, knowing that he intended for me to mount him, yet so captivated by the beautiful sight that my muscles froze and I failed to move an inch. Slowly, he began caressing his maleness with his precum-soaked right paw, releasing small moans of enjoyment as his rough pads rubbed against every indent, every perfect red inch... He angled his rear upward, splaying his legs and fully exposing his tender tailhole to me; the sight was simply too arousing to withstand any longer, and without further contemplation, I began to mount him, positioning my cum-drenched paws beside his, grasping his waist firmly, and slowly inching forward with my midriff until my painfully erect penis rubbed against his soft, fleshy tailhole...

He released a hightened moan as my pointed tip entered his rectum, his rear end instictively tightening while my throbbing cock forced its way into the narrow opening between his furry cheeks. Even with my precum acting as a natural lubricant, penetration was a struggle. I uttered a satisfied moan as his muscles tightened against my rigid cock, sending a spasm of joy through my body. The opening widened out after an inch or two, and I proceeded to slide the entire length of my throbbing maleness into his delicate passage, hilting inside him with the pointed tip resting against the entrance to his colon. Releasing a moan that more closely resembled a strangled yelp, he tightened his muscles once more around my cock, sending another tremor of pure bliss pulsating throughout my body; I could feel the heat of his insides constricting my shaft, further bonding us together as a pair, as one entity.

I began pumping rhythmically back and forth, the rock-hard tip of my cock grinding against the soft wall of his prostate. Every time my shaft struck that certain spot, he would release an excited moan and his body would convulse in pure hormone-influenced euphoria. Precum was now spilling from my rigid cock, each thrusting movement punctuated by a slippery squelch; I could feel the cum stirring within my loins, urging me to explode forth and fill his bowels with my white hot cum... My knot was now expanding inside of him, making each frantic thrusting movement more difficult and strained. He impaled himself with great determination, trying desperately to bury me deeper inside of him and stimulate our orgasms.

I reached my heavenly climax quickly. Long strands of milky cum shot from the apex of my shaft, filling his passage and spilling out past my partially-formed knot, soaking the grass and our undersides; and yet I continued thrusting, knowing that there was more, much more... Wolves are capable of ejaculating several times, and though this particular occurence involved two incredibly aroused males participating in rough anal sex, the rules were no different. He shuddered with immense satisfaction, letting out a strangled moan as another wave of cum doused his rectum, soaking his sensitive prostate. I heard a loud splatter underneath him as he released his explosive load onto the grass and down his chest, only moments after I came inside of him.

My knot had swollen to a massive size, enough so that I knew we'd be locked together for quite some time. My shaft burned with the ecstatic sensation of warm seed flowing through it and into my lover's stretched passage, and, guided by pure instict and a tradition thousands of years old, I lifted my cum-soaked right haunch over his back so that we stood tail-to-tail, our rears facing. My penis was twisted at a 90 degree angle beneath me, the knot locked firmly into place by the passionate tie that we shared. My rear end rested against his, my swollen balls rubbing against the fleshy area underneath his tail as I began thrusting backwards into him, almost immediately ejaculating once more. I felt waves of cum drenching my maleness as it slid back and forth in his rectum, trying to find a means of escape, but trapped inside him by the large knot that bonded us together; thick trails of cum seeped out from his stretched asshole and ran down my sheath and underside, causing me to shudder in utter delight. A powerful convulsion hit me and I thrusted backwards forcefully, propelling another rocket of cum into his rectum. This same act was repeated over and over again, more and more cum being ejaculated into his receptive rear until it felt as if my body had no more cum to give.

With a final, intense spurt, I heaved forward and fell to the rough ground in an exhausted heap. That last orgasm had drained my strength completely; he collapsed likewise, leaving both of us completely drenched in cum and tied together by the engorged knot at the base of my shaft. I panted breathlessly, gazing backwards at my new lover with a passionate expression. Struggling to my feet, I crawled around in a half-circle, my maleness still firmly locked inside his rectum, so that I was lying directly beside him, panting and overexerted. Snuggling up close to him, I wrapped my paws around his back and buried my face in his soft, fluffy chest. It was only moments before I drifted off into an undisturbed slumber, my dreams replaying the incredible scene that had just taken place within the depths of the dark forests...