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Disclaimer - Contains a broken Atari 2600, terrible shag carpeting, and Gay Werewolf Sex. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Please do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)

Gay Werewolf Sex

Columbus Day has quickly become the day in which people try to prove that they revile the old confused explorer more than everyone else does. However, and perhaps more importantly, it's also a day away from work and classes, breaking up the five day monotony of your average American life, or in this case, pretty average . . .

Sasha and AJ intended to make the most of the one glorious day, having slept in, ordered pizza to their small two bedroom apartment, proceeding to slowly tick things off their mental lists of activities that they never had any time to do.

"Damnit!" AJ swears as the pieces of their haphazard wooden tower clatter onto the coffee table.

"Jenga!" Sasha stands up off of the couch, pumping her arms in the air and doing a victory dance somewhere between the lawnmower and the funky chicken.

"I don't think it works that way . . ." AJ laughs, gathering up a few stray rectangles that had fallen onto the old burnt orange shag carpeted floor.

"What do you mean? I _totally_won." Sasha replies, crossing her yellow sweatshirt clad arms and looking down at him with a glower that dares him to disagree.

"No doubt, but I don't think this works like Yahtzee. Like, you won the game, but I don't think it's called 'a Jenga.'" He shrugs, running his hand up to part his particularly unkempt shaggy brown hair out of his eyes while he reaches under the table for the tattered game box.

"Whatever." Rolling her eyes, Sasha raises up her fingers. "This brings the grand total of the Columbus Day Slack-athlon to like what . . . Two for me and two for you?"

"I'm not sure if watching all of The Godfather counts as a point for you either." AJ grins as his hands quickly and efficiently move the blocks back into their tall cardboard box.

"Hey, we both said we'd never seen the entire thing. It was pretty much a challenge." Sasha falls back against the couch, her short spiky cut blonde hair bouncing about.

"But all I did was go to the bathroom . . ."

"And you could have missed the best part!"

"Did I?"

" . . . No, not really." Sasha shrugs. "But you still haven't seen the whole thing."

"I concede the point." AJ shakes his head, grinning at her logic, putting his hands on his pea green corduroys and pushing himself up to his bare feet. "Well then, oh master of clandestine activities, what's next on the list?"

"Oh man, like for a tie-breaker?" Sasha asks, balling her fists in mock excitement . . . or real excitement, it's always impossible to tell with her.

"Sure." AJ acquiesces as he walks over to the kitchen and fills himself a glass of water up from the tap.

"Well, there's always the Atari 2600 that you got at the garage sale. We could play that game of games, the basis of all video interaction: Pong." She raises her flat hands vertically in front of her face, miming paddles bouncing an invisible ball between them.

"Ehh. The whole thing's still on the fritz, and controller two is still buggy. I need to get Mark over here to fix it. He'd know what to do." Shrugging as he speaks, AJ then takes a hefty drink of water, looking over his glass towards Sasha expectantly.

"Poetry slam?" Quickly turning her head to the side, she raises an eyebrow humerously.

"Pass." AJ laughs. Sasha was the poet laureate of the household. "What about like a house cleaning competition?"

"Laaaame." Theatrically falling back against the sofa, Sasha raises her argyle striped toe-sock clad feet onto the armrest. They both pause for a second, trying to come up with a better idea. Tapping her fingernail against her teeth a few times, Sasha then raises it up and states definitively: "Gay werewolf sex."

AJ's cheeks turn red as he both sighs and chuckles at the same time. "Okay, first off, how does someone win at 'gay werewolf sex?' Secondly, full moon's not for like a week. Third, it's only like." He looks down at his oversized burnished brass watch. "Four o-clock."

"Oh come on. The rules would be simple. The person who is best at having gay werewolf sex wins. It's not all that hard." She rises up to her feet. "And anyways, we could have some post sexing fun times in the kitchen."

Running a hand down over his face, AJ replies. "You know, the last time we tried that it didn't work out so well." He thinks back upon last month's late night cooking adventure.

"Are you kidding me? that was like a culinary revolution!"

"We ate ten pounds of rump roast . . . most of it raw . . ."

"Oh come on! We cooked it a little." She looks up, scratching her chin. "I think . . ."

"Still." AJ points out. "No full moon."

"You know, you've wolfed out before when there was no moon out at all." Sasha points out. "Remember finals? last year?"

"Yeah . . . When I was worried about flunking all of my classes, getting evicted from my apartment and trying to keep the fact that I'm some kind of supernatural killing machine from my cute new roommate? I remember that." AJ sighs. "That's when I bit you too . . ."

"And look how that turned out! Living with a real life werewolf is awesome! Although I've got to say, 'supernatural killing machine' . . . Really? More like a supernatural snuggle machine that was under a lot of stress, am I right?" She walks behind him and pats him on the back supportively.

"Hey . . ." His blush intensifies. "You're a werewolf too now . . . which I'm still sorry about." Stammering, AJ scratches at the back of his head.

"It's whatever man. But I don't have an interesting story like you. Honestly, 'had freaky sex after getting bit by awkward roommate' is nowhere near as cool as 'got bit by a wolf in the middle of the vast wilderness.'" Sasha laughs out, leaning back against the counter and facing him casually.

"No, no. I told you, I was just camping at Yellowstone. And anyways, it was probably just some weirdo who was wolfed out and going around biting people. You wouldn't hear a good back story that involved being bitten by some random murder hobo would you?" He tries to explain.

"Oh, come on, why couldn't it have been like your spirit animal or something? Aren't you like, part Blackfoot?" Fishing around amongst the remnants of their pizza box, she fishes out a desiccated pepperoni and chews on it thoughtfully.

"No, I'm like one sixty fourth Crow, and anyways, none of that magical Three Wolf Moon stuff is real. It just sells really crappy tee shirts." Exasperated, AJ sighs as he puts the Jenga box back on the shelf.

"Said the werewolf."

"Touche." He chuckles. But I still don't think it's gonna happen right now.

"Maybe we just need to stress you out again huh?" With a wicked grin, she wipes her hand on her pants and advances towards him.

"Sasha . . . why are you looking at me like that?"

"Let's wrassle!" And with those words, she pounces, grabbing AJ around the chest and sending the both of them tumbling down along the shag carpeted floor.

"Hey, cut it out!" AJ tries to push her off of him halfheartedly, but she's doggedly persistent, levering her slightly smaller body around him. Her arm wraps around his neck as she pulls herself on top of him like some kind of miniature luchador.

"Say uncle!" She cries as he struggles against her fruitlessly.

"Uncle. Uncle Jeeze!" He wheezes out as she lets go and rolls off of him. "God. What was that all about?" He coughs as he straightens his shirt out.

"I just thought maybe you'd wolf out if you got assaulted. That's all." Looking down at her nails, Sasha sits cross legged on the floor, like some kind of modern zen monk amidst a sea of old seventies shag carpeting.

"So that was assault huh? Well, remind me to never come across you in a dark alley. Sheesh." He huffs as he stands up slowly.

"Right, on to phase two . . ." Sasha lies back putting her hands on the bottom of her old Grateful Dead sweatshirt.

"And what exactly is phase two supposed to be if assaulting me . . . was . . ." He stops as she pulls off her shirt and undershirt in one fluid motion, leaving her black sports bra clad breasts free for AJ to watch as she poses in a needlessly seductive manner.

"Umm . . . I dunno if this is gonna lead to 'gay werewolf sex . . .'" AJ can't help but watch as she reaches behind herself and pulls her bra up and over her head, jostling her perky breasts as he watches. They'd been together for quite awhile now, and on the nights where there was no full moon, sex was pretty normal . . . Well, more normal than otherwise, all things considered.

Sasha smiles as she sees the telltale tent in his pea green pants. "I'll risk it." She smiles. Looking up at him. "Pants. Off."

More than willing to comply, AJ pops the button on his fly and lets his trousers fall to the ground, clashing horribly with the orange carpet as he tugs off his underwear as well, letting his half hard erection free to pulse in the stale air of their living room. Although he's been with Sasha for awhile now, he still finds her to be by far the most attractive person he's ever met.

"Good boy." Sasha smiles as she guides him towards the sofa, pushing him gently so that he tumbles backwards onto it with a thump.

"I still don't know exactly what you're trying to do here . . ." AJ hesitates, sitting on the couch while awkwardly trying to decide whether to cover himself up or simply abandon all pretense of decency.

Reaching in and stroking up the inside of his thigh, Sasha turns her head to the side quizzically. "If I'm bothering you, you could just tell me to stop . . ." She gently teases a finger towards his steadily pulsing shaft, just barely running up the edge of it.

Shuddering, AJ's fingers dig into the cushions of the sofa. "Nope. Definitely Nope." He grits his teeth as he replies.

"Well let's see if the big bad wolfy wants to come out and play then." Sasha puts on her best ridiculous pouty face as she leans in, firmly squeezing his balls in one hand as her other hand grabs a hold of his member.

Coughing a bit, AJ tries to stifle his laughter as he also groans in pleasure at the expert manual contact. "I dunno if I can deal with the porno dialog though. I might be laughing too hard to . . .unng . . ." He's cut off as she drops to her knees, moving her head in and suddenly lapping over the head of his cock.

"Alright, deal. No porno dialog. Let's just get down to business then." And with that, she grinds up his cock in one hot long stroke of her finessed tongue before taking his whole throbbing shaft into her mouth, blowing gently as her lips glide over his sensitive flesh. As she begins to bob up and down, her hands move in, each kneading his balls against each other as they tighten up. Usually, Sasha would move along gently, slowly rising up to an unforgettable finale, but today, she was going as hard and fast as he could take, making AJ groan out, hands ruffling up her purposely unkempt blonde hair as his eyes roll back while a pressing need builds up inside of him. As soon as she feels his balls begin to twist and tighten, she slides back suddenly, taking a deep breath, and looking up at him with mischief in her eyes.

"Unnnf . . ." AJ groans out. "W-why'd you stop?" His hand moves towards his crotch almost instinctually.

"Uh uh. No touching." She intercepts his hand as he looks down at her with evident need. Sasha teases the tip of his cock with one of her iridescent glittery painted nails.

"Ahh, but . . ." His complaints are stopped short as she nibbles at the head of his cock again before sinking down over his dick without another word, taking it into the moist hot confines of her mouth. His hips buck as she suckles at his maleness, hard. One hand cups his balls together as her other rests against his skinny stomach, feeling his abs clench while he leans back and lets out a halting exclamation of bliss. AJ's entire body shakes, on the precipice of what it needs before she slides back again, letting his sopping hard member smack back against his belly.

Fingers clenching and unclenching, AJ's breathing is labored as he looks down at his devilish roommate as well as significant other. "W-why? I . . ." He pants out. "I need . . ."

"There's more than one kind of stress you know, and I think you might like this kind more than the threat of losing your academic funding . . ." She reaches up and entwines her fingers with his, preventing him from touching himself. Leaning in and rubbing the top of her head against his belly, she stops him from doing anything to satisfy his increasingly intense need, breathing heavily against his tortuously needy manhood.

"You don't . . . Sasha, I really need to . . ." AJ's panting plea is cut off as she doesn't give him any time to think, licking down and just brushing across the end of his pulsing cock playfully, lapping at the male slit and then pulling back just as quickly.

"If you want it so much then you're just going to have to do something about it now aren't you?" She croons, moving her mouth in to tease his navel as he squirms. "I mean, if it's really so important, then . . ."

With a sudden surge of strength and boldness, AJ's hands grasp in at the sides of her head, quivering with desire. Sasha looks up for the briefest of seconds to see his gray blue eyes blaze into a feral golden hue as she feels his fingers begin to fan out and clench, nails darkening to claws that drag tantalizingly along her scalp as his words turn into a feral growl.

Sasha plays the part of the damsel in distress, resisting just enough as her head is roughly guided down towards his crotch as his breathing deepens, sounding more like panting in her ears as she secretly smiles. Slowly, he forces her head down and she takes his length into her mouth again, feeling the skin on his member thin and begin to taste electric as she watches a thick fluffy undercoat of light fuzz begin to sprout on his hips. One of his now massive paws rests its firm pressure on the back of her bobbing skull as the other pulls at the neck of his now straining shirt. He snarls before ripping the itchy fabric away from his now all too sensitive skin, claws and wolfish strength rending through it easily.

The feeling of her mouth is amazing as AJ loses himself in a world of sensation, all of his sharpening senses devoted to feeling the pleasure that he now needs as a million little wispy points prickle across his skin. Tongue lolling out the side of his mouth, he leans his head back as he begins to feel his face creak out with halting pressure, teeth sharpening as his mouth hangs open, panting in dog-like exertion. While his nose turns dark and leathery, his forming lupine tongue laps up and across it as he feels her hot and balmy mouth engulfing his changing prick, head twisting into a chiseled point. The smells in the room threaten to overwhelm him, the acrid chemical aroma of Sasha's paint collections, the guilty smell of undone dishes, and the growing powerful scent of virile male wolf, overshadowing Sasha's own human scent even as her body seems smaller and smaller when compared to his swelling lupine frame.

She feels his thighs bulge and twist under her breasts as he continues to press her down, putting her oral prowess to the test as his member begins to thicken and swell. His legs are quickly covered in a plush coat of gray and white fur as the changes raced down to his calves, his heels then pulling up and twisting into a straining, almost animal looking arrangement as his bulging toes crack out into tensing thick padded paws with dark blunt claws that scratch against the orange shag carpeting of the floor.

A canine whine escapes the changing man's lips as they stretch and darken. Her tongue teases around the base of his fleshy shaft as it is enveloped in a loose fuzzy sheath that she pokes and prods with her tongue, slipping under and licking around his emerging shaft, stretching the new pliant skin taut. Soft human hands cradle his testes as they pull in closer to his body, swelling and pulsing, growing heavy and taut as Sasha's hand cradles them. Ears drawing back as they pull into points, AJ's body throbs with energy as he grows larger, making the couch creak underneath his weight. His one free paw-hand rises to his chest and strokes through his thick light fur absentmindedly, vestigial nipples sending little shocks of pleasure through him as they sprout along his shaggy front.

Sasha gags as he shifts his weight forwards with a yowling ululation, making room for his tail to tug out in a fitful burst of energy behind him. She tastes the salty pre welling out of his thick wolfhood as she huffs in his potent animal scent, tangible even with her merely human senses. Eyes watering, she watches his sheath bulge as his knot begins to engorge, crimson flesh throbbing larger. As good as she is, she knows that she cant draw it out much longer, and so she wraps her fingers around the bulging base of his cock, squeezing tight as his body goes rigid, tail curling up behind him as she sucks harder, mouth engulfing his length in squeezing hot pressure.

He can't help but yowl out in wordless animal bliss as his balls clench in her palm and his pulsing hot wolf cock jets out pressured halting body-rocking waves of lupine essence into Sasha's eager gullet. Animal instincts all lost in bliss, his tongue lolls out as his orgasm rises to canine heights, pressured jolts of seed leaking out the sides of her mouth as he holds her head against his crotch, toes of his foot-paws grinding together as his body continues to quiver and shake in pleasure, slowly relaxing as the hot need gradually all drains out of him.

As he relaxes, Sasha pulls back, looking up at the huge wolf that was AJ and wiping an errant string of pearlecent seed from her cheek. "Good boy." She pants as her grin turns positively wicked, eyes flaring into brilliant topaz while she licks her pink tongue over her sharpening teeth. She has the foresight to unbuckle her belt and let her pants fall to the floor as she breathes in deeply, leaving her lacy black panties on while smelling the world begin to change along with her senses. "Now for the real fun."

She radiates dominance as she throws herself in towards the massive lupine AJ, wrapping her arms around his broad furry shoulders as she pulls him into a deep kiss. His ears perk up in surprise as the smaller human laps into his mouth with relish, and he reciprocates, feeling her jaws beginning to creak out while her teeth become longer and sharper. He can taste the remnants of his own lupine essence in her mouth as her golden orbs stare into his eyes, gently forcing him to look away as she draws back, long canine tongue slowly curling back into her thinning smiling darkened lips.

"Hmmmm." She growls out a throaty rumble as her voice becomes dark and husky. "Down boy." And with that, she grabs the ruff of his neck in her surprisingly strong grip, and pulls AJ's massive frame onto his knees on the floor before her with a loud thud. She raises her still small white skinned foot up and rests it on his broad fluffy chest, lustily surveying his form as he looks up at her with his quizzical canine eyes. She's clad only in her glossy black panties as he watches her huffing nose darken and her ears pull up into eager midnight colored predatory triangles atop her head.

"Now get to work." With that she shows her remarkable flexibility as she raises her leg higher, resting the flat of her foot against his huffing snout. He whines in acquiescence, grabbing her foot gingerly in his broad heavy paws and running his wet tickling tongue across her sole, making her shudder in pleasure as her toes begin to twitch. His tongue works its way in between her swelling digits as leathery pads bulge into existence and black fur grows between them. Her forming claws click against his fangs as he eagerly tries to please the more dominant wolf. Then, she pulls her changing limb back, resting her weight on her now moist and solid lupine paw as she raises her other equally high for him to ravish with his canine ministrations, immaculately sensitive as it changes as well, becoming broad an powerful while her feet and calves begin to stretch out, thighs bulking up, skin loosening under her ebony pelt.

A ruff of dark glossy fur develops on her neck, running down between her breasts as she shifts her weight, letting her now hefty foot paw rest on AJ's kneeling shoulder, rubbing the already too stretched fabric of her undergarment against his muzzle, pulling it to the side to give his sniffing muzzle access to her sopping feminine snatch. She doesn't even have to say anything as he tentatively licks out across her labia and Sasha growls in pleasure, reaching forwards and pulling his wolfish face in tighter against her. As his flexible hot pink tongue slips inside of Sasha, the forming wolf's other hand rubs against her torso as her barreling chest stretches out, pulling the flesh of her breasts taut as muscles ripple under her loosening skin. While her nipples shrink into small pink teats, multiple more sprout in down to her belly, causing little pangs of pleasure as her hands rub against them, fingers thickening as she does, bulging out into blunt fingered paws with claws that tickle through the plush fur that erupts along her front.

AJ's ears twitch to either side of the clenching paw swelling on the top of his furry head as he nibbles at her pulsing clit with canine affection. The bulging muscles of the leg resting on his shoulder tense as he pushes inside of her, feeling her torrid walls clench in with impossible strength, making it harder and harder to enter inside of her with every stroke. Sasha growls in encouragement as her crotch becomes hyper-sensitive, making her body shudder as her shoulders broaden and her lupine muzzle leans back, ears folded against her head in bliss.

All the sensations begin to change as her quivering clit feels like it's on fire in the best of ways. AJ's deep slow laps become long sloppy licks, flickering up her flesh and stroking her clitoris as it begins to pulse and swell. With every stroke, the skin of her pulsing nub begins to darken into an angry carmine, growing, visibly twitching as his tongue eagerly licks up past it. Her panties are stretched taut, fibers beginning to snap as her hips broaden out into a more properly feral formation.

The lips of Sasha's labia feel delightfully strange as either side becomes loose and pliant, being jostled along by the werewolf's eager tongue while he slowly stops licking inside of her as the two sides slowly merge, sprouting a thin velveteen coating of pure black fur that makes her shiver as it's ruffled up by his sloppy warm ministrations.

Toes clenching against his shoulder, a whine of bliss escapes her lips as her clit begins to thicken, becoming firm and throbbing, developing a tapered point, fur racing up from below to nestle it in a loose roll of black fuzzy flesh. AJ's huffing black nose rubs against her, prodding under her forming prick while taking in her increasingly powerful masculine scent, his own almost fully retreated member now poking half out of his sheath at the smell of her virility.

As he huffs and laps, he can feel the loose black skin of her newly formed scrotum be stretched taut by two pulsing lupine orbs that swell out from inside of her, bulging as they grow and her glorious glistening canine member begins to press out from her sheath, throbbing in time with her heartbeat as she towers over the gray wolf who eagerly laps around her growing shaft, darting into her sheath and licking around its musty insides while her cock presses out further and further, beginning to leak out a clear trickle of potent wolf pre as it is coaxed out longer and thicker. Her lupine testes bulge against the soft silken fabric of her panties before they snap and flutter to the ground underneath her, no longer needed as she growls in new found pleasure.

The room is much smaller than it seemed before as the massive black werewolf huffs in pleasure while her tail cracks out joint by joint behind her, tugging the taut muscles of her anus as it wags about in fits, soon covered by a thick bushy swath of black fur while her testicles bulge into their proper hefty lupine size. AJ cups his paws together, gently fondling her glorious new set of balls as he takes the tip of her glistening musky wolf cock into his mouth, making her paw squeeze in at his head at the sensation. Tongue wrapping around her length, he can hear her heavy breathing as his cold nose buries itself into the plush, pitch black fur of her crotch. The tingly feeling/sensation of her cock against his tongue is driving him wild as her length throbs out longer in his muzzle, making him open his feral jaws wider so as not to scrape against her with his sharp teeth. Slowly, a massive bulge presses out at the sides of her pliant sheath, rising out as his tongue brushes against it while the tip of her pointed animal penis rubs against the ridged roof of his maw pushing forwards into the smooth fleshy back of his throat.

Their massive bodies make the floor creak under their weight as Sasha yowls out in pleasure, her canine knot fully unveiled, pulsing shamelessly as she pulls back and takes her foot-paw off of the gray wolf's shoulder. Licking her chops as she looks down at him with a predatory glint in her eyes, no words are exchanged between the two as she makes him fully aware of her intentions, twirling a pawed finger around in what is still a very human motion as her dominant scent and animal body language do the rest.

Almost timidly, AJ falls down to his paws and knees, turning around and looking back over his shoulder, whites showing in the corners of his wolfish eyes. Sasha bares her fangs and growls for just a split second before he raises up his tail and lowers his gaze. Taking in a lungful of heavy air, spiced with the scent of male wolf, she leans in, grabbing the base of his tail and pulling up, stretching out his asshole as her other paw grabs and squeezes his heavy gray furred balls roughly while she can't help but rub her own throbbing length against the plush fur of his rump, leaking out a dribble of pre onto his solid warmth.

AJ's body tenses as her warm huffing breath takes in his scent while his testes are brusquely groped and fondled. His tail twitches in her grasp as her wide wet pink tongue slides out and drags across his exposed lupine anus. It makes his entire body shudder as his fully reemerged cock twitches, bobbing needfully below him. Her tongue rubs roughly around the edge of his asshole, making the sensitive skin quiver and the base of his tail twitch in her grasp. He whines back in need as she ravishes him, broad hand wandering forwards from his balls, squeezing his knot teasingly as she grabs his canine shaft and pulls it back so that it protrudes between his rear legs, squishing his fuzzed orbs back against his slickened taint in a display of flexibility that only a canine member can produce.

The black werewolf smiles as she licks out across the tip of his member, lapping up a jolt of sweet pre from the glistening tip, nibbling at his shaft teasingly before letting his hefty cock swing back forwards between his legs and then slathering his ass in his own slick wolfish secretions, pressing inside of him as he groans out an animal bellow of pleasure, ring of muscle contracting and then relaxing in short bursts of need around her probing animal tongue. Tail writhing in her grip, his ass is stretched wider as she presses into him harder, opening her jaws wide and twisting about in his insides. His clawed paws scrape back through the shag carpet and his member drips shamelessly as his ears perk up and his moaning cuts off, wolfish muzzle wide open in shocked silence as she drills into something inside of him that makes his entire body reverberate with bliss.

But then she pulls away, tongue sliding out of him, leaving his ass empty as she huffs behind him, licking her chops, one clawed hand very purposely stroking her glistening carmine shaft. AJ raises his wolfish ass up, tail wagging needfully as he whines out his desires, ears pulled back along his skull. Sasha is more than willing to help the slightly smaller wolf as her massive black paws grasp in against his grayish hips and she pulls her body closer. Pink tongue hanging out in contrast to her black muzzle, she guides the pointed tip of her throbbing organ down, pressing between his legs, just under his impossibly soft furred gray balls. Grinding forwards, the jostling heavy weight of his orbs makes her member twitch as it slides in underneath him, knot pushing against him and lifting his testes' weight as both of their cocks grind against each other under him as she pistons her hips, rocking their colossal furred forms together.

His tail bats against her muscled belly as she draws her hips back, the tip of her torrid member grinding along the underside of his own, sliding back against the bottom of his swollen knot before dragging down in between his testicles, leaving a slick trail behind it as it twitches and throbs against him, lifting his heavy orbs and letting them swing down after it as she traces up his soft furry taint, tickling texture making her dick jerk while her heavy panting rings in his ears. With impossible restraint, Sasha carefully lowers her paw, guiding the tip of her aching cock around the outside of his anus, the little ridges of flesh driving her senses wild as she slowly lets her pointed tool of canine penetration rest directly in the middle of his asshole so that he can feel her pulsing need throb against his flesh for just a moment before she slowly slides inside of him in one long smooth motion.

Whining out, AJ's tailhole is stretched around her girthy rod, spreading him wider as his ass begins to clench and spasm around her. Rocking back and surging forwards, she pushes in just a little further to his resisting tight quivering flesh. Tail twitching with every thrust, the black wolf licks up over her chops, claws digging through the less dominant gray wolf's fur as she begins to press in harder, making AJ whimper out in need, long tongue lolling from the side of his open jaws.

His tail drags against the plush fur of her chest as she sinks into him, making his whole body writhe and wriggle at the hot slick pressure inside of him, toe-paws clenching and unclenching as he tries to raise his hindquarters up to give her better access. Even though there is some small amount of pain involved, it's completely overshadowed by the intense waves of pleasure crashing through him. He craves more, rocking his ass back against her as she shoves in hard enough to make her bulging knot butt against his anus, making his chin lift up as his ears stand stark upright.

The sudden resistance of his clenched hole makes Sasha growl out a deep and throaty rumble of pleasured frustration, her member pulsing and jerking, but so very far from being satisfied, even as his tight hot ass clenches around her carmine length. Her thrusts begin to pull out only slightly before ramming her engorged swollen knot against his taut entrance, stretching it slightly wider every time as her rhythm becomes slower and more intense. She can feel his lumbering wolfish body rocking back against her own, her paws clenching at the fur on his back, feeling his heavy breaths under her padded palms.

Slamming into him again and again, her knot stretches his tight flesh, but never enough to tie them together despite her increasingly frantic efforts. Her balls rock, twisting tight inside of her scrotum as she lays herself down against his thick gray furred back, strong arms wrapping around under his shoulders as her breath huffs against the thick ruff of his neck fur.

Her straining labored shoves seem to be_almost_ there every time, his tortured ass stretching wide around her. But it just isn't working, and she grits her teeth in frustration, savagely fucking the smaller wolf under her. Then, in one solid motion, she leans back and pulls him up in her powerful arms, her canine jointed legs splayed out on either side of his as he rests solidly in her lap, both of their legs contrasting against the violent orange of the carpet. And with that, gravity works its magic, forcing him down slowly, inevitably over her bulging knot, his quivering ass stretching painfully wide before a hot rush of unbelievable ecstasy as he pulls her all the way inside of him, locking them both together, their balls mashed tight against one another as her arms clench around his chest and her knot grinds into his prostate while his ass contracts around her fitfully.

Sasha's mind goes wild as her knot slams home, lost in a haze of powerful clenching spasms against the sensitive base of her dick as his body writhes around her. She rests her furry muzzle in the crook of his powerful neck, breaths puffing out with irregular intensity as her heavy lupine testes clench against his own. Her tail thumps heavily against the floor behind her a few times before lifting up behind her as her thighs clench around AJ's heavy furred body while her member tenses, arcing up inside of him and jerking as she gushes forth hot pressured waves of wolfish spunk inside of him. Sasha's jaws gnaw forcefully at the loose tough skin of his neck as her body convulses with the force of her orgasm, powerful arms wrapped tight around his broad chest.

AJ yowls out, feeling her molten warmth flowing inside of him as her jerking member tugs and writhes, lighting his senses up. His foot-paws rub against her own as he squirms on top of her, reaching down towards his own seeping member, seeking his own gratification now that the more dominant member of the couple had reached climax. His leathery pads clench around his knot tightly, squeezing around the tight bulge as he bucks his hips, causing Sasha's cock to tug in his ass as he erupts with his own fountain of cum, splattering hotly against his chest as Sasha continues to fill him with pressured jolts of potent maleness.

Their howling ululations ring out, drawing disgruntled knocks against the walls, but neither of them cares as their lusts blaze hotter with passionate intensity, AJ's ass clenching with every tug of his member, milking Sasha for all she's worth her massive knot of flesh grinds against his insides and fills him with her hot cum. He turns his head back as she unclamps her jaws from his ruff and they share an awkward sideways sloppy kiss, tongues slipping against each other with desperation as their bodies continue to rock and squeeze, filling the room with the heady odor of virile male werewolf.

Neither one of them knows how long they spend in that fervent state of bliss, but eventually Sasha collapses backwards, and AJ lies on top of her strong chest, bulging knot still tying them firmly together as errant twinges of pleasure make them growl in residual bliss. Her fingers comb through the fuzz of his belly, playing with the mussed fluffy fur as they both lie there, completely happy to spend the next few hours listening to each other's breathing slow as they fall asleep just as the orange light of sunset blazes against the translucent fabric of their drapes.

* * *

The next day, after showers had been taken, dishes had been done, and the carpet had been thoroughly shampooed, Sasha realized that they hadn't been keeping score at all, and had forgotten to declare a victor for their tie-breaker activity of gay werewolf sex.

After tallying up the points, they both concluded that it must have been a tie. This not being a satisfying conclusion, it was quickly agreed that they would simply have to try again at the soonest possible opportunity.