In Spirit
Meet Alex. He's a doberman with an unusual gift and a bit of talent in bed or, as in this case, an alley.
His ass and the stubby tailabove it swung to the beat of the drums, the tavern music wassomething new from the local bard, and a few eyes looked over him as he danced. They devoured every curve of his ass. His glossy, black fur covered each perfect mound and the muscle rippled in rhythm with his dancing, but that's all they got to see. His hole was covered by a thin line of cloth that went down his crack, bloomed out to cover his balls and sheath before hooking around his sides.
Playfully slapping hands that went to grope him, he slid two foaming mugs in front of a pair of male wolves. One of them had been covertly eye-fucking him all night and he slid into the wooden booth right next to him.
"Uh, hi?" He said, his ears reddening. The gray wolf was kinda cute, fur kinda matted and ratty, and you could tell he was one of those working guys, the ones that carry boxes all day on the docks. His friend probably did the same job.
"Mariela is interested in a free get together if you tell her Alex sent you." The wolf in front of him smiled, pulling off his wedding ring.
"You comin, Victor?"
Leaning forward, Alex ran his paw over Victor's knee. He was a little curious to see if he'd run along with his friend, guys like this think they're all independent. "No, dude, I don't think she'll do threesomes." Surprise!
"Probably not." Alex added,"Better hurry before she finds another client."
"Just go," Victor waved, "But you owe me."
"I owe you like two. She's in heat."
"Go." Alex waved him away and watched as Mariela and the horny wolf stepped in back. They were even now.
"So, what's the deal with you?" Alex reached across and grabbed the abandoned mug. "Bi, just curious, 'male-inclined', or gay?"
"I- no, I'm straight." He fidgeted but he was cornered.
"If that's true, you wouldn't have let me sit here. I know how the game is played, you would've shoved me off and acted like a prick. Instead, you let me sit beside you long enough to say hi."
He started to open his mouth, looking for a defense. "I'm not!" A little more forceful this time, a little more afraid. Truth was the wolf probably never had anyone flirt with him. It was a shame really.
"Look." Alex leaned in, his words nearly a whisper. "I think you're hot and I want you to get off in my ass for free. Next few minutes, I'm going out to the alley to smoke some Phyla and lift tail for the nearest wolf. You don't want that to be you. That's fine."
Alex left him with his mouth hanging open. A lot of guys just expected him to be feminine and that little speech always blew their minds. Thing was, it usually worked. Wolves competed in everything and the thought another wolf might take their golden opportunity to fuck, well --
"Hey," Victor glanced behind himself; the alleyway was empty and the night kept it fairly dark and hidden.
--It got them interested. Alex inhaled the last bit of the rolled up Phyla before it burned his fingers and he flicked it away. "You just gonna stand there?" He ran his paws down his chest, down until they touched the fabric around his waist. He turned and looked over his shoulder and he pushed the fabric down. His tight, little tailstar flexed as the cold hit it, and the wolf let out a needy growl. He stepped across the alley, kicking off his pants, his paws grasping Alex's sides and yanking his ass backwards into his crotch.
Alex rocked his hips as he felt the sheathe between his cheeks. The wolf was hung and had a nice pair of balls, big and hot like you'd expect, and he let out his own needy little moan. Both of his hands came down on the box in front of him. "You gonna do my ass here? People could come down that alleyway."
"Then they can watch." He growled and one of his paws groped Alex's ass, hard enough it'd leave a bruise, but it got Alex moaning.
Alex glanced over his shoulder, the wolf's tongue hung out of his maw, droplets of spit falling down on his upturned ass. The wolf's eyes met his, and he went down. This canine had given himself over to his lust. Two hot lips sealed around his pucker and a flopping canine tongue flickered over his entrance.
It made Alex's knees want to buckle. Most males didn't bury themselves between his cheeks and eat at him like he was trying to devour his hole. How long had he been wanting to do this? Alex thought with a dreamy look on his face.
It was not enough. The wolf liked his sweaty taste and he wanted more, much more. He seized Alex's waist and yanked him back, burying his black nose between those tan cheeks. The wet slapping and growling noises grew deeper and more ravenous. It still wasn't enough, he wanted - he needed - more. He wanted to hear this dobie cry out and beg for his sweet little ass to be fucked and then he would, he'd stretch him out.
"Oh shit." Alex's ears went red as the pressure grew. The wolf's tongue punched through his tailstar and squirmed into his hole. Spit trickled down his crack and dripped from his taint, and he felt one of those paws groping across his lower stomach. He pushed it down between his legs and the paw stroked his sheathe, tugging on it and playing with his sack. He picked a real winner he thought as his eyes swam around and he let loose a moan.
The wolf jumped to his feet, his bitch dripping, and grasped his cheeks and shoved him down on the hard wood of the box. He ran his length through Alex's crack with violent snarls before grasping his tip and putting it on his mark. Victor pressed into him, enough for him to hit his prostate and he started slamming it.
Half-hard, Alex's cock dripped and squirted his precum, forced out of him by the horny wolf who was now getting a little deeper with his thrust. "Mmm - aw fuck." He muttered. It still sounded pleasured, like anyone with a few inches of wolf dick in them, but it was more about the alleyway's new occupant.
The creature's red fur, if you could call it that, was like flames when it moved and embers drifted in a trail off of him. It was definitely a him. His face was canine. Alex had been seeing things like this for years, but a fire spirit like a canine. That was new.
"Mmf. Fuck." The big wolf grasped Alex's scruff, really jamming his cock into his stretched hole. It was going to be totally not worth sitting for days, he thought. The wolf withdrew his dripping cock and effortlessly lifted Alex up then pinned him against the wall. His massive claws dug into the spaces between the bricks. Underneath him, Alex's claws were also spread out, grasping the bricks as well as he pressed back.
"Give me your fucking cum!" Alex cried. Thin strands of cum ran down from his own dick and the fiery creature beside him lit up with his excitement. The wolf slammed into him all the way up to his knot, his balls swinging forward and slapping against his. His grunts were half-snarls, echoing in the alleyway, and they came with every deep thrust.
Alex covertly glanced over to the fire spirit and it glanced back, noticing his eyes. Shit. The knot was beating down his defenses and it wouldn't be long before they tied and wolf seed coated every inch of gut. From the balls slapping him, he could tell the wolf could probably squirt some on the pull out, too.
The fire spirit! He glanced to the right to see it was gone, now. His eyes saw the flash of firelight coming from the wolf's arms. The thrusts were shortening, he was going to cum. The pain came sharply, the sudden expansion of his hole, and the wet pop as the knot went in. Even with the knot still buried the wolf kept humping him and Alex could feel every shot, they were like bolts of lightning.
The wolf panted over him, "I've never cum so hard in my life. Shit, am I--?" A second, stronger orgasm followed. The wolf's knees went weak and the knot was simply too big to pop out. They both collapsed on the ground and the fire spirit rolled out next to them looking devilishly right at Alex as he stood.
"That was phenomenal. I didn't even think a guy could cum twice."
"I'm just that good."
"Gimme a few seconds and I'll be good to pull out." Victor said, patting Alex's sides with his big paws. Alex's attention was focused squarely on the fire spirit, now laying out on the ground, his muscles in their full flexing glory as he stretched. The problem with spirits is after they know you've seen them, they want to talk. There's a certain excitement, Alex guessed, when you meet someone from another realm, but that excitement passes pretty quickly after the thousandth or so spirit. It becomes mundane and - what's it doing now? The fire spirit took off in a full sprint, passing through buildings as he went.
"Take your time. My shift's over anyway." Alex said.
Something told him this business with the fire spirit wasn't done. They never left him alone that's why the only real job for him was this, not like he hated the perks of it.
Victor squeezed one of his cheeks to get his attention. "So, let's say I wanted to do this, again. How much would it cost for something more than an alley quicky?"
"2 silver."
"You're joking that's a fourth of a year's pay."
"And a half year's wait usually. Do you think I'm not worth two silver?"
"After that performance, you're definitely worth that and a little more." He sighed, "I'm ready."
Alex pushed up on the ground and popped off him easily. Some cum trickled out and down his thigh as he came to stand and he scooped up his clothes. "You're a nice guy. So, maybe in a week I'll be in the mood for a charity fuck."
Victor smiled, "I'll be ready for you. Won't even jerk it."
Alex opened the door and glanced back at the wolf with a smirk, then went inside.