Giving
*I may do more work on this story in the future, but I am posting it now for feedback. This story takes place a little later on than the other Trevor/Sinclair tales. Their relationship is a bit more developed and they are now actually mates, rather than just friends who fool around together. :-) If anyone has any comments or suggestions, feel free to e-mail me at the current address on www.furnation.com/fuzzwolf or on www.yiffstar.com As usual, this is an adult story featuring explicit gay furry sex so please be a legal adult to read it. Thanks.*
"Go faster," Trevor squealed!
"Okay then, little fox," Sinclair replied as he gunned the engine.
Trevor grinned happily as his lupine companion sped up and took the next two curves of the road at a dangerous speed. He felt completely safe though; Sinclair had learned all kinds of defensive driving maneuvers at the academy and was more than capable of handling this new Mustang.
"Whoo, I love this car," the wolf said enthusiastically.
"Me too love," Trevor replied. "Do you get to drive like this on patrol?" he asked jokingly.
"Only when I'm chasing bad guys," Sinclair responded with a grin.
After another few minutes of whipping the red sports car around the road, Sinclair put her on cruise and settled into his seat.
"I lost my virginity on a drive like this," Trevor said as he watched the trees zipping by through the passenger window.
This comment made his companion arch an eyebrow in surprise. He never knew quite what the little guy was going to say and for such an innocent thing, the things he'd done sometimes surprised the older wolf.
"Want to tell me about it?" he asked curiously.
Trevor smiled a little sadly with the memory, "Maybe... sometime."
Sinclair let the conversation drop so Trevor changed the subject by asking where they were going.
"You'll see. I'm taking us somewhere we can get in touch with our natural side. Somewhere away from the city for just a little while."
Trevor squinted as he looked through the windshield, "Those clouds look kinda dark don't they? It's not going to be a very good day for a hike or anything outdoors."
The wolf chuckled, "That's the beauty of being out here. Nature is unpredictable."
Trevor smiled and the couple drove on in silence for a while. Getting away from it all sounded nice on the brochure, so to speak, but he didn't much like the idea of leaving his warm, dry home to go traipsing through the woods on a cold fall day. However, he liked seeing his new mate happy and was willing to put up with some wet fur to see him content... as long as it didn't rain too much.
It rained for about half an hour on their drive from the city and into the sparsely populated world outside the county. They arrived at a state park shortly after the slight drizzle had stopped. The pair got out of the car and stretched. Sinclair popped open the trunk and began to unlace his shoes.
"What on Earth are you doing?" Trevor asked him.
"Our ancestors didn't have shoes and socks, Trevor," Sinclair grunted as he pulled off one sneaker. "I want to feel the ground under my feet and the dirt between my toes."
Trevor made a face at this.
"You don't have to if you don't want to," Sinclair chuckled.
"I'll keep 'em on for now," Trevor said while playfully sticking his tongue out.
"Suit yourself," the wolf said as he smiled and leaned over to scritch the fox's headfur. Then the wolf pulled off his t-shirt and tossed it into the truck with his shoes and socks. Trevor followed suit and tossed his shirt into the car with Sinclair's. The wolf was wearing only his tan shorts now. Trevor took the opportunity to admire his muscled chest and arms as the wolf stretched a bit before slamming the trunk closed and starting down a well-worn path into the forest. Trevor turned and quickly caught up with his mate.
At first Trevor stayed by Sinclair's side as he wasn't really sure of himself out here. However after a while his natural curiosity kicked in and he went ahead a little and began to sniff around. Normally, he wasn't one to follow a new scent since he was a city fox and there wasn't anything new or interesting there to sniff out after too long. He hadn't spent much time in the outdoors and he was surprised by how subtle and rich the scents were here compared to the sharper, ranker odors he was used to in the urban sprawl. He breathed in deeply, feeling the scents of earth and old wood penetrating his senses.
Sinclair followed behind for a bit, just watching Trevor enthusiastically sniffing around. He knew once he got the fox out here his natural instincts would return. He also took this opportunity to admire Trevor's perfect round rump which was being shown off very nicely by the black shorts the fox was wearing that were obviously too small for him. The lower curves of Trevor's cheeks were clearly visible under his bushy red-furred tail. The sight of Trevor's gorgeous rear never failed to drive him wild and when he was scantily clad he was even hotter than when he was naked.
After a while, Sinclair overtook Trevor and led them off the main path. Trevor didn't complain as they made their way through the thick undergrowth. Small leaves and dirt clung to them as they passed through recently rained on trees and plants. They traveled deep into the woods where it was clear the ground had not been disturbed in a long time. Soon the pair came to a small clearing. The trees here formed a low canopy over the clearing which was carpeted with dead leaves and some small patches of wild grass.
As Trevor stepped into the clearing, Sinclair turned and held him against a tree and looked into his eyes. He gently caressed the fox's cheek as he leaned down to kiss him. His paws moved down, exploring Trevor's body as they kissed deeply. His paws reached Trevor's hips and began to slowly push down the tiny bicycle shorts the fox wore.
Trevor started a little, "Wait, out here?" He asked with some concern.
"Don't worry foxy," Sinclair said with a grin, "It's the middle of the week and no one ever comes out here anyway. We won't be disturbed."
"Are you mmfffmurr," Trevor mumbled as his lupine lover silenced his objections with another deep kiss. The young fox felt his concerns melt away as his arousal grew. He could feel his sheath swelling with need as his mate pushed down his shorts. They slid down over his slim thighs to the ground almost silently, exposing him to the forest. He gasped as the slight cool of the autumn air kissed his naked fur. He stepped out of them and pressed himself against his lover's body. He warmed quickly as his erect foxhood was soon rubbing against his wolf's thigh and his mate was gently caressing and squeezing his firm rump.
Trevor's paws roamed over Sinclair's muscled chest and belly. He reached down and rubbed and squeezed the wolf's thick cock. Sinclair groaned and growled slightly, sending a shiver through the fox's body. He loved it when Sinclair growled and took him wildly. Now, Sinclair was nibbling and gently biting the fur on his neck. Trevor felt himself going weak at the knees so his mate scooped him up and laid him down gently on the forest floor.
Down here, the scents of the forest were even richer than when he'd first entered the woods. Lying on his back on the slightly damp earth and leaves with the smells of the natural world filling him, he felt more like a true animal, like his four-footed forebears, than he'd ever felt in his life. He loved the feeling. He felt truly alive and the worries of school and the day to day concerns of life faded away. He also smelt the thick animal musk of both himself and his wolf lover, who was currently holding him down while licking and biting at his neck. Trevor exposed his neck and the white fur on his throat. The smells of aroused wolf and fox filled the air and mixed with the other smells of nature. The aroma was intoxicating and Trevor submitted fully, to his own passion and to the wolf who dominated him.
Trevor hadn't noticed when Sinclair had removed his own shorts. In fact, the wolf had opened his belt and slipped out of his shorts while stripping Trevor. Now both were down to their bare fur and Sinclair straddled Trevor around his waist where the fox was helpless to escape. Trevor was at the peak of his arousal, this was what he loved the most. He reveled in the feeling of helplessness as the much stronger wolf held him down. The wolf could do anything he wanted with him right now and Trevor would be powerless to stop him. Trevor only allowed himself to be in this position because he trusted his partner with his life. He knew that no matter how loudly Sinclair growled or how violently the wolf mounted him he would never be hurt.
Sinclair raked his claws through Trevor's white chestfur. The fox's body shuddered as Sinclair's claws scratched down to the tender skin under his fur. He thought he couldn't take much more when Sinclair began to gently squeeze and rub his nipples. Sinclair's grin sent a chill through his body as he wondered what the wolf was thinking. He could feel his thick erection rubbing against Sinclair's tail as the wolf straddled him. Sinclair leaned down and whispered in his ear. The tender fur along the edge of his ear shivered from Sinclair's gentle breath as the wolf spoke softly to him.
"I'm going to do things to you I've never done before," Sinclair growled gently in his fox's ear. "I promise you fox, you're never going to forget this.
"Mmm yes, sir," Trevor moaned.
Suddenly, Sinclair pulled Trevor's paws up above his head. The fox whimpered as he felt Sinclair's leather belt being bound around his wrists. The wolf slid down his prey's body to crouch between his legs. As Trevor felt the wolf's cock rub against his own and then past his full balls, he instinctively lifted his legs to expose his tailhole. Sinclair slowly rubbed his fox's raised legs and worked his way down to Trevor's foot paws. He quickly untied and removed Trevor's shoe and slowly slipped his socks off. The fox whimpered as he was stripped the rest of the way. Sinclair nuzzled one foot paw and inhaled the scent of fox and sweat from it. He gave Trevor's foot a little lick, tasting his fox. The feeling of vulnerability overtook Trevor as lay naked on the forest floor with his paws bound and a large, aroused wolf between his spread legs. He whimpered and softly began to beg his mate to take him. He could almost feel Sinclair's cock pressing against his tailhole.
"What was that, fox?" Sinclair asked as he softly cupped Trevor's balls.
Trevor moaned, "Please take me, sir. Please fuck me hard," he begged.
"Not quite yet little one," Sinclair cooed as he leaned down and gently blew his warm breath over the tip of Trevor's cock.
Trevor was so hard he almost cried at the gentle tease and it was only going to get worse. Sinclair gently ran his claws down the fox's sides which made him squirm on the moist leaves. Then he leaned back down close to Trevor's hard and dripping foxhood again and began to blow up and down his hard shaft softly. At this point, Trevor squeezed his eyes shut as the sensations overwhelmed him. His nose was full of the smell of wolf all over him and the woods around him and his whole body squirmed as the wolf gently clawed him, rubbed his cock with the soft fur on the back of his paws and slowly pressed and rubbed his tender tailhole with a fingertip.
Next, Sinclair moved his muzzle down and give Trevor's hard shaft a long lick, being sure to wrap his long wolf tongue all around. The wolf lapped up his fox's precum as it flowed out of the aroused vulpine. He continued to tease the captive fox further by licking his full balls one at a time and letting each drop off the edge of his tongue when he was done so the fox could feel how full and heavy they were. Sinclair had an inkling of how very badly Trevor needed to cum at this point, but he was not done tormenting his mate yet. The next thing Trevor felt was the wolf's cold nose nesting between his spread cheeks. He held his breath as he felt the wolf's tongue. He moaned as the wolf began to thoroughly lick his tight foxhole. He lifted and spread his legs even wider, giving himself to the wolf fully and hoping the wolf would take that to his advantage in every way. The lupine rubbed and caressed Trevor's inner thighs as he wriggled his tongue against the fox's opening. The wolf breathed in deeply, inhaling the fox's musk. The fox's scent was strongest here, under his tail, and the smell fueled Sinclair's lust. The more aroused he was, the easier this would be. Sinclair slowly sat up and teased the length of Trevor's cock lightly with the back of his paw.
By now, Trevor's entire cock was wet with his own precum and his body was moist with sweat as he squirmed around from the intense sensations. The poor fox looked like he would climax any moment with barely any further stimulation to his thick foxhood. Sinclair looked down at his love and knew it was time. He swallowed hard and prepared himself.
Trevor opened his eyes as he felt Sinclair pull away from his cock. The wolf pulled Trevor's legs closed and slowly crawled up his body and put his paws on the fox's shoulders. Trevor leaned up eagerly as his lover leaned down to kiss him again. Sinclair caressed Trevor's muzzle tenderly as they kissed. The couple's cocks were pressed against each other for a moment before Sinclair moved forward once more. Trevor's painfully hard erection popped up behind the wolf now.
Sinclair looked into Trevor's jade green eyes, "I love you," he said.
Before Trevor could speak or ask what he was doing, Sinclair sat up a little, grabbed Trevor's thick foxhood and pressed it under his tail.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Trevor asked as he felt his cock tip press against Sinclair's tight tailhole for a moment before he felt the wolf's tail slowly open and his cock head slid inside.
Sinclair's eyes watered, "Ohhh fuck," he growled and grunted as he pushed himself down, forcing himself onto Trevor's thick cock. He clawed at the ground as he pushed himself to take it all.
"Ahhh," he half-gasped, half-cried once he rested on Trevor's pelvis with the fox's full length lodged inside him.
The wolf worked hard to hold his tears of pain back as he tried to adjust to the fox being inside him.
"Sorry, it's been a...long...time," the wolf gasped.
Sinclair leaned down to kiss his fox. Trevor obliged and then pulled his muzzle away slightly.
"Why are you doing this?" he asked.
Sinclair gently nuzzled Trevor and spoke slowly as the pain eased away, "I haven't given myself to anyone like this in a long, long time foxie," he paused and looked into Trevor's eyes. A tear rolled down his muzzle as he spoke, "and I want to...with you."
Trevor smiled and leaned up towards his lover. He gently licked the tear away from Sinclair's muzzle before kissing him again.
"I love you wolf," the little fox said as he happily sighed. "You don't have to do this you know, if it hurts you..."
Sinclair grinned. "Only at first, it feels fine now. You've got a very nice cock for a little fox."
At that, Trevor playfully humped up with his hips, making his partner groan a little as the thick foxcock bumped his prostate.
The wolf grinned again and held down Trevor's wrists, which were still bound by the belt.
"Let's not forget who's still in charge you naughty fox," Sinclair growled playfully. He squeezed his tailhole tightly down on Trevor's cock which made the trapped fox moan helplessly.
"Feel good, fox?" Sinclair asked as he began to slowly move himself up and down on the rigid foxcock.
"Ooh yes, sir," Trevor moaned.
"Good, because I am going to milk every...last...ounce of pleasure from you," Sinclair rode the foxcock harder now, pumping down and squeezing to emphasize each word. "I'm not stopping till you cum foxie," he informed his submissive fox, "and then, after you cum in me, I'm going to fuck you till you scream."
Trevor squirmed under his lover. His tail fluttered wildly against the damp floor of the forest as the wolf tormented him with the slow steady strokes on his cock. He felt the pleasure building and rising. He moaned and whimpered as he got closer and closer. He nibbled one of his fingertips and whined into his paw as he felt it coming. It had never been this intense before. He opened his eyes to see his red foxhood, long and thick, pumping into the wolf who was dominating him. Sinclair's white-furred balls bounced against his pubic area as the wolf milked him dry. Trevor's vision was full of the wolf's huge erection bobbing up and down. He knew he wouldn't last much longer and soon that beautiful wolf cock would be plowing into him. That thought was too much for Trevor and it put him over the edge. His body shivered and he began to thrust upwards as hard as he could. Sinclair gasped in pleasure. Trevor's cock swelled with his oncoming orgasm and slammed deep inside the wolf. The fox moaned as he felt his whole body tingle. He came hard. He looked up to see his lover smiling happily as his foxhood splattered shot after shot of warm cum inside him.
Sinclair deeply scritched Trevor's chest as the fox lay panting beneath him. The sweaty couple took a few moments to catch their breath before Sinclair raised his hips and allowed Trevor's spent member to slip out of him. He leaned close to the fox's ears and whispered in one, "You know what you get now little fox."
Trevor instantly became fully submissive again. His body quivered with renewed anticipation, his little black-tipped ears drooped and his tail began to slowly curl around up between his legs.
"You know what to do," the big wolf growled in his ear.
"Yes, sir," Trevor squeaked as he turned over onto all fours.
Sinclair leaned forward to untie the fox's bonds. As he did so, his thick wolfhood bumped against Trevor's balls, making the little fox whimper at the thought of what was to come...
At that moment, thunder rumbled not too far away. Trevor looked up, clearly nervous and broken out of his submissive space for a moment.
"Isn't it dangerous to be outdoors in a storm?" he asked.
Sinclair held him tightly, hugging him to his chest.
"Not with me here to protect you, little fox," he whispered to Trevor as he licked the vulpine's cheek.
Trevor sighed with contentment, knowing that nothing bad could happen while he was in the wolf's arms. Sinclair shifted gently behind him and Trevor could feel the wolf was still hard as a rock, but was waiting for him to signal he was okay. The fox smiled to himself as he slowly lowered his ears and head, exposing his neck to the wolf in a gesture of submission. He raised his tail, leaving himself exposed and vulnerable to anything. The wolf on his back gripped him tightly as the rain started to fall. Trevor could feel the occasional drop making it through the canopy. He listened to it for a moment before he felt Sinclair's teeth on his neck. After that, all he could concentrate on was the feel of the thick wolfcock pressing gently against his tailhole. He moaned, the wolf held still for a moment and then thrust forward...hard.
Trevor cried out as the wolf's thick cock speared him open violently. In one long thrust, the wolf was inside him completely. Lightning crashed above and the rain began to pour in earnest. A drop of rain would occasionally land on Trevor's nose, but even though it was pouring he was only wet with sweat. The wolf who was both inside him and around him was shielding him from the downpour. Sinclair, his powerful wolf lover, began to thrust into him now. Despite having just cum, the fox felt himself getting hard again. His tender foxhood dripped with cum as his wolf filled his tailhole again and again.
Around them, the ground was becoming muddy under the leaves. The smells of the dead leaves, the mud and the creatures living there rose up and made the air thick with the scent of birth, death and everything in between. The senses of both fox and wolf were overwhelmed and both felt the power of their four-footed animal ancestors taking them over as the forest became alive with the fury of nature. Sinclair wanted to fuck Trevor hard; he was full of lust for breeding his bitch. Trevor felt like a vixen in heat. The fox pushed back against Sinclair's hard thrusts, eager to take his lover's cock deeper and deeper, desperate to feel the agony and bliss of the wolf's knot opening him up and his lover cumming inside him.
The rain poured down on Sinclair's naked back, soaking through his thick fur to his skin. He didn't care though and he couldn't feel the rain anyway. All he could feel was his cock and the squirming of the smaller canid he held beneath him as he relentlessly thrust himself in again and again. His knot was already half-formed; the squeezing of the fox's tight hole on his knot was fuelling his lust more and more. He thrust forward as hard as he could just as the fox pushed back and the pair were joined. Trevor screamed as the wolf's knot spread him open, but the sound was barely audible above the din of the storm raging above them.
Sinclair began to thrust hard and fast now that he had tied with his mate. Trevor climaxed again as the wolf mercilessly hammered his insides. The fox moaned softly as cum streamed from his foxhood and coated the forest floor in his white seed. The wolf inside him suddenly slammed forward, hilting himself till his sheath pressed against Trevor's pucker, and came. As Trevor was pushed forward into the wet leaves and undergrowth, his body quivered as he felt his mate filling him up with long spurts of wolf cum. Trevor's cock also spurted another shot which sent another mini orgasm through his body. He squeezed down involuntarily as the pleasure surged through him. Sinclair continued to thrust into his fox's tightened rear until he had fully milked his balls of their load.
The pair fell to the ground as exhaustion overtook them. Sinclair curled his body around Trevor's to keep the fox as dry as he could. They nuzzled each other, gently kissing and licking each other's muzzles until the rain began to abate and their breathing slowed to normal.
Twenty minutes after the storm had started, it stopped and the sun began to shine through the canopy again. Trevor felt Sinclair's knot deflate and the wolf's cock slid out of him. They looked at each other properly for the first time in several minutes and then they kissed. They closed their eyes and kissed passionately for what seemed like hours. They held each other and Trevor's tail slowly curled around one of the wolf's legs as they kissed and licked each other once more.
"We should get cleaned up," Sinclair remarked as he looked down at their muddy fur.
"Okay," Trevor sighed, "Your place or mine?"
The wolf grinned, "Neither."
Sinclair pulled the exhausted fox to his feet and started off deeper into the woods.
"Where are we going?" Trevor pouted.
"Listen foxy, can't you hear it?" Sinclair asked him as he cocked one ear to the forest.
Trevor listened hard for a moment before a smile crossed his muzzle, "Yeah, I do. Running water."
"Yep, there's a great little spring about ten minutes walk from here. Fancy some skinny dipping?"
The fox giggled and took his mate's paw again.
"Lead the way, love."