Just another yiff story
Just another yiffing story between two wolves.
He winked at me from across the bar, and for one of the first times in my life, I was happy I was getting attention. It wasn't that I never did anything of importance, just that I always found that fading into the background was a much easer way to pass life. Snapping me out of my reverie, the wolf waved over a barmaid and sent a drink over my way. He was wearing a pair of loose jeans and and a white shirt that did nothing to conceal the muscles underneath it, rippling under the smooth grey fur that coated all of his body save for his muzzle and his stomach, which were white. I picked up the drink he had sent me and walked over to him, one hand holding my book and the other the glass. "Hey." Oh my god, that was the most amazing voice I had ever heard. Smooth as silk but with an underlying bass rumble that created a wonderful juxtaposition as it shook my world. "T-thanks for the d-drink, " I stammered "it was k-kind of you t-to send it my way. " He laughed off my nervous attempt at conversation with an easy confidence. "No problem. Here, have a seat... You seem like an interesting character. " For some bizarre, inane reason, this almost offended me. "Character in what?" "Why, the story of my life, of course!" I smiled slightly. I always did like stories... "I hope I wouldn't be just a side character in that story!" He gave a ludicrous display of mock outrage. "I wouldn't dare! Not with one so handsome as you!" Wait... What? Handsome? Oh god, he was flirting with me! I hadn't realised... I had never really considered being... With another guy before. I'm not homophobic, I just... Haven't considered it. Normally, I would dismiss this thought immediately. but.... Something about this guy was... Beautiful. But surely he wouldn't really want to make this happen. Reassured, I sat down, and we chatted the night away, talking about anything that entered our minds, from religion and philosophy to science and the arts. This was where the conversation got... Interesting. He was firmly of the opinion that anything that can be done with the body can be considered art, and I disagreed absolutely - what about bleeding, what about defecation, what about masturba - Oh. Right. I had never even tried mastur- Never mind. I understand. I had been mistaken... He was trying to... Oh.
"Look, I think I need to go. It's getting late, and nothing good happens after 2 am." "Ah, come on! The day is young yet!" "Yes, but is not the same day I left the house" "Don't worry, it will be fine." "No, I really think I must go." "Where do you live?" The question surprised me. I had slowly been becoming more comfortable around him as the night (and morning!) had gone on, but this sudden, creepy question froze me in my tracks. "Whoa whoa whoa! Not like that! No!" I relaxed slightly at this. "I meant, if my house is closer you could always come and spend the night. So again, where do you live?" I hesitated... I was unwilling to spend the night in a strangers house, but then again, we weren't exactly strangers. After such an extensive conversation as ours, I was pretty confident we had all sorts in common... So... Why not? There wasn't anything weird between us, was there? "I live about half an hours drive from here" "And you are in no fit state to drive. You are coming with me; my house is only down the road."
The cold of the outside world diminished greatly when the wolf opened the door to his house. He gave me a grin that can only be described as wolfish, much to my annoyance, and his green eyes flashed and he gestured me inside. "Nice place you've got here" "Thanks, cost me a lot too. Make yourself at home." I smiled, but couldn't let myself be drawn here under false pretences. "Thank you, but do you mind just showing me where I can sleep? I'm really rather tired." He gave that wolfish grin again, this time revealing his sharp white teeth, and conceded. "Follow me!"
He led the way through a twisting maze of bare, cream-coloured corridors and pushed open a wooden, pristine door. It revealed a magnificent room, with one wall painted a rich, dark brown and the others cream. A large, king-size bed lay in the centre and a fireplace to my right gave a flickering glow that lit only a small portion of the room. Candles on the mantelpiece and dotted on various shelves released small pockets of light, and several were surrounding a large, ornately-decorated mirror on the wall to my left, and it was a few seconds before I registered the gasp of surprise that was leaving my throat. "Here we are," he announced, giving a flamboyant gesture with his paw. "The master bedroom." "Wait, no, I don't want to inconvenience you. Do you have a spare room, where I should sleep instead?" "Oh no no no, don't worry, you won't inconvenience me at all. I hardly sleep in here, after all." "I mean - well, I - But - " "It's fine!" He assured me, cutting cleanly through my jabbering. A paw on the small of my back pushed me in, and two of his claws scratched the back of my neck. And electrical tingle passed through me at the touch, and I gasped out loud. He pushed me forwards towards the bed, maintaining an iron grip on my arm and continuing to scratch behind the collar of my polo shirt. "Wha-what are you doing?" I gasped, desperate to break to spell but eager to prolong the experience. "Don't you worry, just going to put you to bed" "B-but you a-are - y-you - " He gave me his grin, and put his paw down the front of my shirt, running his claws through my well-groomed fur and brushing, lightly, but powerfully, against my nipples. "If you want me to< I will stop>" He said, simply. But Ii couldn't ask him to stop, I had never experienced anything like this before, it was incredible! My back hit a wall, and suddenly his mouth was there, his lips parting and his tongue cloaking mine. I tried to put up some resistance, but it was useless, he had overpowered me easily. He broke of briefly, just to ask a question; "Well? Should I stop?" No, please no, please don't. But I couldn't say it, his white muzzle was pressed up against my grey one, one paw down my shirt and brushing my nipples, the other travelling down my body to pull my shirt off, over my head. The kiss was forced to stop temporarily, but his other paw was always there, rubbing and touching and feeling the curvature of my body. This was amazing, the most wonderful experience I had ever had... And then he broke off the kiss. His paw left my body, all of our upper garments thrown messily on the floor behind him. I gasped out the words, shocked at the sudden lack of attention. "Please, please don't stop. Please! " "Don't you worry; It won't stop... Just advance."
His hand moved down my body, tracing the outlines of my ribcage and the almost imperceptible signs of muscle. It reached my crotch, and stopped... He unzipped my trousers and, as he did so, briefly rubbed a claw along the outside of my sheath. A shock of sudden pleasure coursed through me, making me reach down and unzipped his jeans. I extricated him from his jeans as quickly as I could bear and, before he could comment, wrapped my mouth around his sheath. He gave a shocked gasp, and I lightly ran my teeth over it.It bulged suddenly in my mouth and, slowly, his member appeared... And kept on appearing. I had never seen someone fully erect before, and although it was probably about average size, his manhood looked immense... I put as much as I could in my mouth, making him cry out, and started to lick the tip whilst bobbing my head up and down. He gasped, and grabbed my head and started thrusting it further in, faster and harder, until I could feel his scrotum tapping against my chin.His paw reached down and starting teasing my own member out of its sheath as he continued to thrust, hard and deep, into my throat. He wrapped a hand around my member as soon as he could and started tugging on it in rhythm with his thrusts. I was in heaven, the pleasure coursing through me like lightning and the taste of precum salty on my lips.Suddenly, he stopped - everything. He staggered slightly and and thrust once more into me - and then exploding. Semen erupted from the end of his penis in a wave of delicious salt, forcing me to swallow in order to avoid being choked. He started panting, and after about a minute pulled out of me and collapsed on the bed. A final spurt of semen landed on his chest and he looked up at me, his eyes piercing deep into me. "Was that your first time?" I nodded, and he smiled. "You're a natural then. That was amazing... But I need to repay the favour." He looked me up and down, taking in my naked body in all of its 'glory'. "Here, sit on the edge of the bed and let me try something that I've never done before..." I sat, and he slowly lowered himself on top of me - on top of my penis as well. I maneuvered slightly so that I probed the edge of his anus my my penis, and he gasped... And that is when the night really began for me.