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Namir padded gingerly, towel still wrapped around his waist, back into the dorm room with his new roommate at his side. The wolf was thankful that Ham had brought his backpack in for him, though he didn't wish to be a burden. The first thing on Namir's mind was to get dressed, which he easily expressed towards Ham by nervously looking away from him; all-in-all, before he could further appreciate his roommate, he'd need to feel comfortable. Remarkably, Ham was already on it, leading the shivering wolf around the corner of the dorm entrance to the bathroom where he had taken a shower earlier.

"You take your time bud," Ham yelled, headed supposedly to his room, the room to the left of where Namir had sat on the overly-comfortable brown couch. Namir watched Ham walk off, the German Shepherd's bushy tail swinging to and fro behind him.

Namir made haste, locking the door behind him and quickly stripping his towel, drying off whatever water hadn't dripped off from his body and fur. For now, Namir only had one change of clothes since he didn't have any huge bags to carry the rest of his attire from home. He slipped on his purple briefs, jumped into his lazy white and silver shorts, and threw on his black v-neck. The wolf shoved his dirty clothes into his bag full of books and went to find Ham, reluctant of stinking up his books.

Namir steadied his book bag against the side of the wall opposing the bathroom.

Where was Ham?

"Uh... Ham?".

No answer.

Just when Namir was beginning to worry, Ham spoke up from his room across the living room.

"Over here. Come in!" the canine enthused.

Upon first glance of the room, Namir couldn't believe his eyes. This is the richest kid on campus! thought the amazed wolf. He scratched his gray scalp with a stubby black claw. The room held everything a college student could ever want - mini fridge, several lava lamps assorted by color, a heap of gaming consoles along with a shelf full of video games, 50 inch flat-screen t.v - even a pool table!

Namir continued to stare in awe. Ham noticed his room-mate's naiveness and smirked.

"Ah, so you noticed all my stuff?"

Namir simply nodded and murred,

"Yeah - I did. Umm... rich parents?".

He felt silly for asking such a question, but it still came out.

Ham lost his smile here, but didn't lose his cheerful demeanor.

"Nope, that was all me. My parents... aren't good people..." he sighed and seemed to drift off onto a wave of distress.

Having noticed that he'd caused Ham some sort of agony, Namir tried to take Ham's mind off of his parents. He barked, "How'd you come up with all that money?"

Ham shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't have an answer. Then he hummed,

"Scholarships for track. Don't you have any?"

Namir shook his head.

"Not the best grades. Never played sports in high school."

Namir felt so lucky to have been assigned such an amazing roommate. Namir and Ham continued talking throughout the night until they started sleepily yawning. Ham took the top bunk, leaving Namir below him, thinking about all that had happened that day : how great Ham was. Thinking about him made him heat up and sweat. Namir checked to see if Ham was asleep. He was tucked neatly in the blue covers, slightly wriggling deep in his dreams. So angelic, Namir thought.

He couldn't sleep now. Namir felt mostly confusion. To clear his mind, he opened the bag next to his bed, throwing his dirty clothes to the side and grabbing a little notepad. He sneaked a mechanical pencil out of the rings along the top of it and started writing.

As he wrote, his brain shut down, lulling the wolf into a much needed sleep.

His phone went off.

Namir consciously noticed the rings coming from his phone. He impatiently moaned : he didn't remember ever setting an alarm. He grabbed his phone from the tv and silenced it, hoping that Ham wasn't disturbed.

Namir looked up into Ham's bed.

He wasn't there.

Where was he? Namir check the time on his phone : a few minutes after five.

Namir drowsily got up to investigate, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

There he was.

Ham was on the sofa.

Namir went to join him, plopping next to him.

You both sat there. Quiet.

After several moments, Ham leaned his shoulders against the arm on his side of the couch. Namir let him kick his feet up onto his upper legs, those toes actively dancing around.

Namir giggled and smiled, one eyebrow raised. What's gotten into him?

Namir suddenly noticed he wasn't wearing that white shirt anymore, looking peaceful in his black shorts, feet still kicked over me like a foot rest.

Ham scooted closer, surprising Namir. Legs still propped on Namir, Ham rested his hand on Namir's knee.

Ham smiled. "G'morning," he cooed.

Namir opened his eyes, revealing two surprised, green spherical shapes. Namir looked at Ham's gentle caramel puppy eyes that seemed to wave at him.

"H-hey. You're acting... different this morning," Namir teased.

They both were close enough to smell each other's sleepy fur.

Ham talked. "There's something I should tell you, Nam. I shouldn't have ... but I read your notes."

Ham took a breath, hugging Namir close.

He murred, "I thought I was the only one."

Namir blushed. He wasn't angry. Or guilty. Did Ham actually like him the way he did to him?

Namir felt blessed within Ham's warmth.

He returned the hug, taking in the scent of the moment.

Ham didn't waste time : he desperately wanted Namir, even more than Namir wanted him.

Ham slipped off Namir's black shirt. They both gravitated towards one another, exchanging heat.

They did what came naturally, hugging and smelling the other.

The lovely moment was enhanced when Namir was leaned backwards onto the wide sofa.

Namir felt relaxed. He let the german shepherd slip off his shorts, leaving the wolf in his purple briefs. Ham soon took off his own shorts, revealing his favorite green briefs.

Ham made sure to sense all that Namir had to offer. He kissed him. Ham licked him on the cheek. Ham got up ontop of the bigger canine, legs bordering Namir's briefs. He sat above Namir's bulge, welcomed by an intense amount of heat, rubbing his chest against his.

They kissed some more : Namir twitched with lust.

Ham lifted one of Namir's arms and shoved his wet nose into his pits, smelling the natural aroma of the wolf.

Namir laughed as Ham's wet nose grazed these sensitive areas. Namir's bulge now formed between the german shepherd's circle figures, feeling the warmth of his ass as it tightened and loosened around his meat.

Namir wanted this control as well. He pressed his friend gently off of him and layed him down, locking his legs around Ham's ankles. Ham breathes heavily under him, awaiting Namir's touch.

Namir drew his hands across Ham's belly and licked his belly fur, rubbing in his saliva. Ham shuddered at this, wriggling beneath Namir frantically. Namir got up and faced the opposite direction. With a wag of his gray tail, he returned and sat his butt down on Ham's ribcage, causing breath to shoot out of the german shepherd's mouth.

Ham breathed uncomfortably, sinking his hands through the top of the purple briefs, feeling around Namir's hips and buttox.

Namir sat over him, panting. He licked the bulge that lifted Ham's green briefs. Soon after, he played with it with greedy paws, squeezing the bulges' contents into an appealing shape that shout out of his hands. He grazed Ham below the heavy meat supposedly where his balls would be with teasing stubby claws, feeling the briefs as they felt increasingly mushy with Ham's sack.

Ham cued for Namir to get off by tapping his hip while his hands stayed blanketed between Namir and his briefs. Ham's hands slid out as Namir got up, sitting up on his legs, his bulge smiling at the shepherd. Ham panted and hooked a finger under his own briefs. Namir saw this and gently freed Ham of his final layer of clothes. The sudden smell of lust that radiated off of Ham's beautiful sex sent Namir into ecstasy. Namir added to the musk by being declothed by Ham.

Ham layed Namir down.

Ham joined him.

Ham started by slowly sucking on Namir's penis, letting the musk seep into his nostrils.

Namir cringed and sighed. He joined in too, working speed equivalent to Ham's. They both sucked and slurped hungrily, the ends of their dicks raging within hot, salivating canine mouths.

After several minutes of this, Namir took charge, moving Ham's dick away from his face. He started licking around Ham's naked ass, eventually entering it further inside. Ham moaned and whined, digging his nose below Namir's cock as Namir continued shoving his muzzle down Ham's fleshy canal.

Once the anus was moist, Namir positioned himself behind the unexpecting dog. He grinned once Ham turned to face him. Ham grinned back. Namir positioned his bone above Ham's ass, spreading Ham's cheeks to reveal that moist hole. He sandwiched his penis in between those cheeks, teasing the canine to no end. Once Namir had had enough of Ham's whining, he pressed his tip into the hole. Namir wrapped his arms around Ham's midsection, bringing him closer. Ham lay below the towering wolf, submissively raising his ass up towards Namir's cock.

Namir melodically fucked his furry mate, one leg up, the other beneath him. He felt around Ham's tip for precum : there was plenty, enough to make his fingers sticky. He wiped the goo across and below his black nose. The contact made Ham jitter.

Namir was close. They were both, at that. Namir slowed down his pace and grew out his strides, fucking him as far as he could. In this method, he eventually pressed down with all his might. Ham shrieked as his anus was being stretched unlike ever before. Namir grabbed his hand ; Ham grasped it tightly.

His pink knot was almost half way in. Namir took a deep breathe and gave a final push. It finally popped half way around Ham's ass, Namir sinking down onto him. His penis was tense inside of Ham and was ready to explode his seed.

"Nnnggh!" Namir growled.

His hips could only hump Ham's ass so much, so he physically brought Ham with him, moving up and down below him as a result. After a brief pause, the hot wolf seed came shooting out, filling Ham with warm cum. This caused a chain reaction, leaving Ham shooting his cum all over the couch under him and on his chin. Ham lolled his tongue and smiled as Namir squeezed his legs around his ass and releasing his entire cock, letting his own cum dribbling alongside Ham's balls. They both breathed heavily.

Exhausted, Ham flopped himself on the couch, accidentally getting himself drenched in his own seed. Namir apologized by cleaning him up, sucking the cum from out of his ass the best he could and scooping the rest out with his tongue, gulping the large amount of seed down his throat. He then proceeded to lick the cum off from between Ham's legs and his balls. He enjoyed cleaning here, sucking on those tender balls in with mouth. He then turned Ham around, licking Ham's cum from off of his belly and chin. He savored the cum that dribbled off Ham's chin, kissing his muzzle and gulping the last of it into his stomach.

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*this portion of the story contains vore*

It had been a few minutes since they had finished making love. They lay on the couch, naked, cuddling. Out of the blue, Namir's belly began growling furiously. Ham heard and felt this against his back.

"You hungry, Nam?"

Namir simply shrugged, smiling at his mate.

Namir got up and slipped his purple briefs back on, letting them slap his hips.

Before Ham got up, Namir grabbed the green briefs off from the floor.

Namir gave them a final whiff before offering them back to Ham.

He grinned and grabbed for them : Namir brought denied him. Ham frowned.

Namir raised the briefs above him and opened his maw. Ham starred in horror.

Without hesitation, Namir let the briefs drop into his jaws. His got them thick with saliva and swallowed. Ham watched helplessly as the bulge containing his favorite briefs shrunk into Namir's chest. Namir patted his belly, releasing a little burp.

Ham got up, arms crossed.

"Namir, I know you're hungry, but you can't eat my clothes."

Namir let off a cheesy smile, showing off his pretty canines.

"Drop it boy!" he smiled at the mischievous wolf, realizing the plot.

Ham sighed playfully.

"Alright Nam, I'll play your game. If this actually works, you'd better let me out.

Namir opened up, giving Ham a chance to see what he was getting himself into (literally). Namir was impatient. He snuck his mouth around Ham's face, then around his head. He closed his lips at this point, grabbing Ham and moving him into the bedroom. He got to the floor, Ham struggling awkwardly within his grasp.

Namir sat on his legs and lifted Ham into the air. Ham pulled him further in, gulping and inviting Ham to slide down his gullet. By the time Namir had snugged Ham's shoulders firmly between his lips, Ham began panicking, kicking out in an angry frenzy.

I love being a predator, Namir plondered.

It was six thirty in the morning. Ham continued to make his discourse down Namir's flesh, being tightly hugged by the exaustingly warm walls, air, and saliva. Ham honestly didn't mind at this point ; all he wanted was his briefs. Namir stopped using his hands and let gravity serve its' purpose. As Ham's belly vanished into his throat, he could taste the remains of cum stuck in his fur. His mouth stretched around Ham's waist, gulping past Ham's boner and balls.

A huge bulge in his tummy greeted Namir. He patted his expanding belly as he gulped down the rest of the tail and calves. He rubbed the bulge in his briefs as he finished his meal, letting Ham's tasty feet hang around in his mouth for a while to lick and savor before lifting his chin and opening his maw.

Namir stood up, but struggled at the activity stirring inside of him. He let out a gigantic burp, officially ending his course. On the inside of him, Ham had found his briefs full of stomach goo. He ignored this and threw them on, yelling to Namir that he was ready.

As his muffled cried echoed in the wolf's enormous belly, Namir was busy watching his favorite cartoons ; it was sunday, after all.

Sure, he'd probably let Ham out after a while, but he was so content, and he knew that Ham wouldnt be harmed inside of him unless he wanted him to be. He watched those silly animations until he hopped into bed drifted off, and fell into a deep spell of sleep, feeling Ham within him as he dreamed.