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The music was pounding in the club. Everyone on the dance floor was going crazy and dancing like their lives depended on it. Looking over the crowd you could just feel the energy, and smelling the air nearly choked you with the pheromones of the countless people desperately trying to get laid. And Blake had a clear view of it all. He was up on stage performing, providing the soundtrack to their evening.

The small cobra boi looked out over the crowd, watching it surge and flow like a sea of people, the stage like a boat that he alone was in. He surveyed the club slowly, his gaze sweeping across the room, a smile playing across his lips as he watched them all enjoy his work. When his eyes finally fell on the bar close to the stage, that's when he saw him.

A large male wolf with dark fur who was sitting with his back to the bar watching the room. But then Blake realized that the wolf wasn't looking at his surroundings, he was look directly at the little cobra. His eyes were locked onto Blake, and his gaze never wavered nor broke. He was wearing a loose tanktop and camo shorts, and every once and a while he took a drink from a glass on the bar beside him. Blake blushed, thankful that no one was close enough to see his cheeks turning bright blue. He suddenly felt very self-conscious of the fishnet shirt and tight short shorts he was wearing, feeling as though the wolf wasn't undressing him with his eyes, but more ripping his clothes off instead.

He looked down, trying to focus on his music, but felt himself compelled to look again. This time however, the wolf was gone, nothing but a few dollars lying on the counter where he had been. For the rest of the concert, he kept his eyes open for the wolf. He thought he saw him in the back, talking to a small lemur and gesturing at the door, but he couldn't tell. By the end of his show, he'd given up on finding him.

After the show, he was sitting in the clubs after room relaxing. He was waiting until the after party started, which was going to be a while since there was one other performer after him. He'd just closed his eyes and started to get comfortable when he heard a knock at the door. He cracked an eye open and said "Come back later!" There was a moment of silence, then another knock on the door. Blake sighed, then stood up and walked to the door, preparing to chew out whoever the hell it was that couldn't wait until the party.

When he opened the door he almost gasped. It was the wolf standing there, and he was much bigger in person. Blake only came up to his chest. "U-umm, c-can I help you?" He stammered.

The wolf looked at him, then looked down sheepishly. He had his paws behind his back. "I got you these..." he muttered as he pulled a bouquet of flowers from behind his back, holding them out for Blake. They were all blue roses, and Blake took them gingerly. The wolf pulled his paw back and put it behind his back again. "I... I should go-"

Before the wolf could leave, Blake reached a hand out and grabbed his shoulder. "No, wait!" he turned back and looked at the cobra, his ears perking up a little bit. "What's your name?"

"I'm... um, I'm Logan." He eyed Blake cautiously, but the cobra could tell he was eyeing him up and down slowly. He could start to smell the wolf's musk as it wafted over to him. It made him blush again, his cheeks turning blue.

"Do... you wanna come in for a bit?" He gestured to the after room, looking at the wolf hopefully.

Logan looked a little surprised and caught off guard. "Um, yeah, if...if you want." Blake grabbed his paw gently and pulled him inside, shutting the door behind them. Blake took the flowers over to a table against the back wall, smelling them deeply before setting them down. They had a sweet smell and made him smile. When he turned around, Logan was watching him, but looked away sheepishly, pretending to look at something else.

"So, did you like the show?" Blake walked over to the couch and sat down, trying to think of small talk.

"It was... It was good." Logan seemed nervous and stood there awkwardly. "I'm usually not into the whole club scene, but a friend brought me. You were really great."

Blake blushed again. "Why don't you come sit over here?" He patted the spot on the couch next to him. The wolf awkwardly walked over and sat down, and looked at Blake, licking his lips hungrily before catching himself. Blake realized that he hadn't changed since the concert and felt self-conscious again. He saw Logan look down, then followed his gaze down to his crotch, where one of his cocks at slid out of his slit and was clearly hardening against his thigh. He felt his cheeks burn as his blush deepened, and he started to stammer out an apology. "Oh my god, I-I don't know why that's happening, please forgive me, I-" He was interrupted by Logan leaning forward and kissing him hungrily, pressing himself against Blake eagerly, his musk washing over the cobra in barely contained lust.

Blake was caught off guard, and he considered breaking away and stopping things from going any further. But then he closed his eyes and pushes back into the kiss, his hands rubbing Logan's thigh, feeling the large bulge hidden by the wolf's baggy shorts. The wolf grabbed him gently by the waist and pulled him into his lap, kissing his neck and hood eagerly, turning Blake on even more. "We can't stay in here..." the little cobra murmured between moans. "Someone might find us."

Logan stood up, picking the little snake boi up in his arms. "I know a place." He carried him out the door and down the hall, going through the exit. After that, Blake had no idea where they went, he was too focused on breathing in the scent of the larger male, his shorts growing tighter with each breath of the heavy musk the wolf was putting off. When they finally stopped, Blake looked up to see an old building, one that looked like it used to be a warehouse. Outside the only door, there was a neon sign that said 'The Den.' He looked up at Logan questioningly. The wolf smiled down at him. "My pack owns the place, and we keep a bar in the front. Don't worry, No one will be in the back, they're all out tonight."

He set Blake down and held his hand as they walked through the door. It was a metal bar inside, with something that sounded like a dragon roaring into a mic to music playing loudly over the speakers. Blake had never felt so out of place, especially in his outfit. Most of the people in the bar were wolves or hyenas wearing worn out and torn up clothes, but none of them paid any attention to the pair as they walked through the bar. When they got to the counter, the wolf behind it looked at Logan, then at Blake, and smirked. "You always did like 'em cute." He lifted up the divider and let them into the back. Logan opened a door and ushered the cobra boi through it, then shut it behind him. It completely blocked out the music from the other room.

"This way." Logan was still holding Blake's hand as he led him down a dark hall. They passed by several doors that all had names on them. Blake never caught any of them, and was trying to read one when Logan stop suddenly in front of one of the farthest doors. "Here we are." The little cobra looked up at the door and saw that it said "Logan" in spraypaint on it. The wolf opened the door and gestured inside.

What Blake saw when he walked in was a rather plain room. There wasn't much on the walls, except one framed painting of the night sky. The rest of the room was just as sparce, with only a futon in the corner and a small entertainment center against the opposite wall.

It was messy as all hell though.

A mountain of clothes sat at the foot of the futon, and movies and games littered the whole room, as well as a few books. Logan blushed slightly. "I... didn't really plan on company..."

Blake walked over to the futon and layed down, looking up at Logan playfully as he spread his legs. "Well, you have company now..."

The wolf slammed the door behind him and was on Blake before he could even blink. He kissed him hungrily, his tongue pushing into the snake's mouth while one paw started to tug off the boi's shorts aggressively and impatiently. Blake wrapped his tongue around the wolf's, moaning loudly into the kiss and using his feet to tug off Logan's shorts. Logan gave up on pulling the snake's shorts off and opted to just ripping them off the little boi. Blake didn't care, he just needed to feel more of the wolf, and he started to pull his shirt off of him. They broke away just long enough for Logan to finish taking his shirt off, but then immediately they were back at it, kissing each other like it was a need, not a desire.

Logan moved to lick Blake's cheek, pressing his body against the little snake boi's, his hard cock warm against Blake's thigh. Then he drug his teeth across the cobra's hood, and Blake gasped, feeling his second cock slide out, hard as a rock. Logan chuckled. "Guess I found the sweet spot." He murred in Blake's ear as his paw moved down to grab both cocks, slowly stroking them together as he looked down at the snake with a grin. Blake could barely do anything but lay there and moan from the pleasure. Few people ever turned him on enough that both his cocks came out.

Logan grabbed him by the hips and flipped him over suddenly, pressing down against Blake's back. The femmy little snake cried out in surprise, then pressed up against the wolf with his own body, grinding his ass against the other male's cock. The wolf slowly lick up Blake's back, making him shiver with excitement. That's when another scent caught his attention. It was strong, and it smelled like the wolf, but sweaty and pungent. That's when he realized he was face down in a pair of the wolf's dirty socks. His cocks started to drip as he breathed in their scent. It was intoxicating. He looked back at Logan, licking his lips slowly as he started to grind against his cock harder.

For a moment, Logan seemed content to just hot dog Blake's ass with his cock, rubbing it along his tailhole slowly. But then, he dipped it so that his tip started to poke inside a little bit, and Blake braced himself just in time to feel the entire length up to his know shove its way deep inside him. He cried out, feeling one of his cocks start to shoot cum as he buried his face into the socks in front of him, taking another deep breath. As he leaned up against Logan in a kneeling position, he reached one hand down to stroke his cocks while the other reached up and around Logan's head, turning him towards his face before kissing him passionately.

The wolf moaned softly into the kiss, his paws rubbing down the snake boi's chest and abdomen slowly, digging his claws in and dragging them down. He was starting to slow down a little, his thrusts coming hard, but at a more moderate pace. Blake knew he was close, and both of his cocks were starting to have pressure build up in them as well. He whispered in the wolf's ear. "Knot me baby, knot me then fill me up."

That was all the prompting the wolf needed. Logan pushed Blake down onto all fours and grabbed his hips, giving a few hard thrusts before finally ramming his knot against the boi's tailhole, pushing it hard and slowly forcing his way in. When it finally got in, Blake thought that would be it.

But no, the wolf kept going, pounding at him even deeper than before, his knot keeping his entire cock inside the small snake. It was more than Blake could handle. He cried out as the pressure from Logan's knot pressed against his prostate, making him cum hard out of both cocks, splattering all over his hand and both of their thighs, leaving him exhausted and unable to hold himself up any longer. He slumped there, breathing in the dirty socks, while Logan kept pounding away at his sore hole. Neither of his cocks got any less hard, and when he felt a third orgasm start to build, he felt Logan start give one last thrust before letting out a drawn out howl, feeling the wolf's seed pour inside of him, pushing him over. He came with the wolf, both cocks shooting even more cum than he thought he had in him. He let out a cry, then they both collapsed onto the futon, breathing heavily.

Logan was the first to speak. "I'm so glad I worked up the courage to talk to you tonight." He wrapped his arms around the little snake, nuzzling against the back of his neck. "I was so worried I'd scare you away."

Blake blushed a little. "Wanna know a secret?"

"Of course."

"Ever since I saw you looking at me, I hoped you would come find me afterwards." He snuggled up against Logan's chest and smiled happily.

Then he heard his phone go off. And it was his manager's ring tone. Blake looked around frantically, trying to find it. He'd forgotten about the after party. Before he could find it, the ringing ended abruptly. He looked up and saw Logan holding the phone to his ear.

"Hi, he's busy right now. Don't worry, I'm taking good care of him." The wolf hung up abruptly, and Blake could hear Mike, his manager, start to say something before being hung up on. Logan turned the phone off and tossed it to the side.

"There. Now no one can disturb us." He pulled a blanket over them both and held Blake to him lovingly, and they both pressed themselves close to one another, each enjoying the other's affection.