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Apollo City, one of the twelve largest cities in the world; a beautiful place filled with nice tall buildings, clean streets and friendly neighbors. Apollo city was well known for its bright and colorful lights that can be seen from miles away at night. But its biggest attraction would have to be the casinos. Huge, ginormous buildings dedicated to people who are looking to win a little money.

The most famous of the casinos was The Lucky Rabbit Casino. Gamblers from all over travel to Apollo City just to try their luck in the enormous building. With just under a hundred tables of famous games like Baccarat, The Big Six, Keno, Roulette, Black Jack, Craps, and various types of Poker along with mini games like slot machines to keep occupants busy for hours and it's common to leave with more money than what you came with.

Gabriel Simmons lives off from that common belief. The twenty-four year old swift fox was in The Lucky Rabbit every day just trying to get enough money to get by in life. The fox had no roof, no food, and no clothes but the ones that he bore. No one would employ him or take him in, so in a last attempt, Gabriel started gambling. He never won very much, maybe just a few more dollars than what he entered with, but it was enough to get him some food.

The casinos manager wasn't very fond of his presents, but she said that so long as the fox stay'd away from the casinos hotel guests and doesn't scare them off, he could stay and gamble all he wanted. The fox hasn't really met many nice people, but the casino manager was one of the highest on his list.

The regulars and staff knew him by his frequent appearance, but none knew his name or where he came from. Gabriel felt that talking to people would only push his luck with being allowed in the building, so nothing more than an 'excuse me,' or 'sorry,' ever escaped his lips.

Four years it's been since he's been living on the streets and only a little over a year since he's been going to the casino. In that time, he's learned a lot about the true colors of this 'beautiful' city that seemed so perfect. While it's true that the inner city had clean streets and nice neighbors, it's the outer rim that was struggling more than anything. Drugs, rape, murder and theft were common in the outer rim, and anyone from the outer rim wasn't allowed anywhere near the inner city unless you want put in prison for a long time.

Gabriel technically wasn't supposed to be in the inner city since he was homeless and considered a criminal for that reason, and though he didn't show off his skills in gambling, he made up for it in being sneaky. The fox was a totally harmless and innocent being, wouldn't harmed a fly or steal from anyone, but that didn't mean that he had to be treated fairly. No money, no respect. That's the way the world works.

~I~

Gabriel looked down at the small wad of money that he held in his hand and sighed. Thirty-five dollars. That was all he had. It wouldn't get him very much, but he had needs and needs cost money and money comes with gambling. He stepped into the bustling casino game room and looked around, ears perked and listening to the many people trying their luck. He wasn't sure what he should try today. Normally he would just sit at a slot machine or game monitor and play those, but he wanted to try something new.

He looked to towards the Black Jack tables and thought about that. Gabriel wasn't a big gambler before he was homeless, so his knowledge on games was very limited, but Black Jack was one of the few games he knew how to play, even if he hated it. He thought about it for a moment longer before deciding that if he couldn't find anything else, he'd head over in that direction.

He looked to his left to see the Poker tables and shook his head. Nope, didn't know how to play that.

Past the Poker tables was Bingo. He knew how to play Bingo (who didn't?) but didn't really like that game because he felt like it was taking too much of a risk. He mentally laughed at himself; the whole building was a giant risk, but even so, he always had a bad feeling about that game.

On the wall parallel to the Bingo tables was The Big Six games, but that was a high risk game too and didn't give him an easy feeling.

Gabriel sighed, well, so far it was either Black Jack or the slot machines. He shrugged, might as well try his luck at Black Jack-"Excuse me!" someone called, but Gabriel ignored it. No one has ever called for him before, so why would they be now. "Sir! Excuse me!" the voice said again.

Out of curiosity, Gabriel looked around for the calling voice. His ear's rotated and eyes darted back and forth until they came to rest upon a tall, lean, black furred husky. He was waving and calling someone over, but he was looking in Gabriel's direction. He motioned for him to come closer, and the fox looked around, seeing if anyone else was paying attention, but no one so much as second glanced him.

Gabriel sighed again. He began to subconsciously think of something that he might have done wrong as he slowly made his way over to the husky, but couldn't think of anything. "Excuse me, sir," The husky said as Gabriel got closer.

Judging by the black pants, white shirt and vest, the husky must have worked here, but as the fox looked at the husky, he realized that he didn't recognize the dog. He's been around here for a while, so he's a bit familiar with the faces and scents that worked here, but this was looked and smelled entirely new.

The husky looked to be a bit younger than the fox, maybe about three years, Gabriel guessed. His eyes were deep, penetrating blue and the smile that he wore on his muzzle was soft and kind. That confirmed it, he was definitely new; no one smiled like that when they saw the fox. "Sorry," Gabriel said when he was close enough for his own soft voice to be heard. "I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"

The husky chuckled. "Of course not! I was just wondering if you'd like to join us. We're short one person."

Gabriel glanced behind the taller husky to see a Roulette table with five people all looking at him and anticipating his answer. The fox thought about it; he knew how to play, but they didn't actually need seven players (including the house), but when he looked up into the husky's eyes, he just couldn't say no. Instead, he shrugged and nodded.

The husky smiled and directed Gabriel to an open seat with his arm. "Have a seat."

The fox paid for the chips that he could afford and as Gabriel sat down, he started to remember why he didn't like this game; there were too many options in wagering. He was thankful that the wheel was European, meaning that his chances of winning were higher than the houses, but he wasn't sure on the feeling he was getting about this game.

Before Gabriel could think much more about it, the husky had spun the wheel and people were taking bets. The fox didn't move to make any wagers, not yet, instead, he looked at the wagers that had been set; the frog sitting next to him had put a chip on the 'odd' column and another in the 'black,' he watched the husky fiddle with the little metal shiny ball for a moment before he dropped it into the spinning wheel. The ball rolled and bounced once and Gabriel took one of the three $10 chips he had and put it onto the number red 21.

Everyone at the table, including the husky looked at Gabriel in shock, and he knew why; hardly anyone put a chip on an exact number because the chances of actually getting it right are less than 3%. Gabriel was against the idea of making such a concentrated wager, but it felt like the right thing to do inside, and he wasn't one to ignore his gut when it's given him the money that he has now.

"Uh, kid," a coyote said to Gabriel in his southern accent. "You must be new to this game 'cause no one EVER puts their chip on a single number... not 'round here, anyways..."

Gabriel thought about it, the coyote was probably right, but the fox just shrugged and watched the ball tumble around the wheel. "No more bets," the husky said, still eyeing Gabriel.

The shiny little ball clanked and bounced around for a few more moments before it sat and stayed in a selected slot. The wheel continued to spin, steadily slowing down until the number was readable. Everyone stared at the number that the ball has chosen in surprise; number red 21.

The table and house looked from the ball to Gabriel, all wondering how he did it until the coyote that had warned the fox started to laugh. "Well whaddiya know?" he chuckled, slapping his knee. "Kid's got some luck on his side!"

Gabriel paid no attention to the group as he collected his chip and the chip that he had won and looked down to twiddle his thumbs. He could feel the gaze of everyone's eyes on him, the hunky especially, but couldn't bring himself to look at them. This is why he doesn't play table games; attention. He knew that he was good, he didn't know why he was good, but he was, and if he goes about showing off, than the casino might start wondering if he's cheating or not, and the last thing he needs is to lose another source of money income.

Eventually, everyone looked back to their own chips and left Gabriel alone. They placed their bets, Gabriel still waiting until the husky rolled the ball. Gabriel's eyes followed the ball around and around before he placed two $10 chips on another pin-pointed number; black 17. "No more bets," the husky said and everyone at the table glanced at the fox again, but didn't linger this time, instead they watched the ball and waited to see if the fox was right again. Gabriel continued playing with his thumbs until the ball stopped rolling and jumping and the wheel slowed down to a readable pace.

"Gah damn seventeen," a wolf said, sitting back in his seat and looking back to the fox. "How do you do it, kid?"

Gabriel just shrugged, collected his chips, now evening out to forty five dollars and waited for the husky to start the next round.

The fox was starting to get a bad feeling about this table, he wasn't sure what for, but he decided that after this round, he would go find something else to do. "Place your bets..." the husky said, slowly shaking his head with a small smile on his muzzle.

Again, everyone except for Gabriel placed their bets before the husky could roll the ball. When the ball was dropped into the wheel, Gabriel watched it go around a few times before placing his bet again, only with all of his money this time on number red 27. The coyote started to chuckle again. "Kid, if you get this one right, I'll by you as many fuckin' drinks as you want."

The ball rolled and jumped around for a bit longer until it started to come to a stop. It slid into a pocket and everyone waited until the numbers were legible. The wheel spun slower and slower until the number was visible; number red 27. The coyote laughed, holding his stomach and tears streaming down his face. "That's amazing!" he said, and Gabriel would have been more thankful of the man's praise if he didn't feel like the entire table hated him.

Gabriel stood up, nodded his thanks, and started to walk off. "Ay!" the coyote's voice called, but the fox just kept walking until he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Yer done already?" the coyote asked, turning the fox to face him. "Yer on a roll here kid, you could win a lot more money than just ninety bucks... at least lemme get you those drinks like I promised?"

"No thank you." Gabriel said. "And thank you for offering me drinks, but I'm not a big drinker." The foxed tipped his head and started walking off again. The feeling that something was wrong was just getting stronger the longer he stayed near that table, so he wanted to get out of there as fast as possible.

~II~

Gabriel didn't spend much longer at the casino that night because the feeling in his stomach was just getting worse. He ended up walking out with a little over a hundred dollars, which would be more than enough to get his something to eat and maybe some extra coats for tonight, seeming how the snow was starting to get heavier. The fox stuffed his money in his pocket and popped the collar on his old, beat up coat as he walked out into the cold winter's night.

The light of the moon was blocked out by the large puffy snow clouds, but the light of the city was more than enough for him to see. He walked down a few blocks and turned into an alley. About half way down, he stopped and looked beside a dumpster to see an old rat lady covered up in a thin coat. Gabriel crouched down and took off his jacket before he wrapped it around the old lady.

He took out the money in his pocket and started to count it until he came to fifty, then he handed the fifty dollars to the rat. "Take care of yourself now, Ms. Baily." Gabriel said before giving the old rat a smile and walking off.

"You're so kind to me, Gabriel." the rat said before Gabriel was out of earshot. "Thank you..."

The fox went on walking, on his way to a store that was affordable for him to get himself a new coat, he wouldn't last one night out in the snow without a coat, so food would have to come afterwards.

A little thrift store called 'Ebonies' was just down the street from the casino, but it would take a little bit to get there while walking and Gabriel could already start to feel his body temperature start to drop. All he wore was a turtle neck sweater, his beat up jeans and holey shoes, that and his fur wasn't enough to protect him from the frigid air.

The freezing breeze found its way under Gabriel's fur, making him shiver and tuck his head into his shoulders and bent his ears back. His whiskers were already starting to freeze and the wetness of his nose was starting to sting. All the fox could think about was getting a nice warm meal at the small diner right before the abandoned subway where he lived. The thought is what pushed him to hurry up in buying his coat so he could get something to eat.

The fox had nearly reached the thrift store when something had grabbed his arm and pulled him into an alley. Gabriel panicked as he was dragged along, thrashing his arms and claws in attempt to hit whatever's got him, but missed every time.

He was dragged a bit further before all of the sudden he was airborne for half a second until he hit the hard, unforgiving ground. Gabriel scrambled to his feet and readied himself to run, but the only way out was where he came from, and that was blocked by a large, menacing looking wolf. "Alright," the wolf started, and his voice sounding familiar. "How'd you do it? Were you cheating? And don't lie!"

The wolf from the Roulette table? As Gabriel looked at the wolf's face, it started to look more and more familiar. It WAS the wolf from the Roulette table. "I wasn't cheating..." Gabriel said.

"Then how'd you do it?" The wolf started to close in, obviously getting angrier. "How'd you win every fucking time?"

Gabriel wished he could answer that question, but the truth was, even he didn't know how, he just listened to the feelings he had and followed them, but telling the wolf this would just make him even more upset and probably think that he was lying, but then again, he really had nothing else to say. "I just knew what numbers the ball would land on," Gabriel explained, still ready to run. "it's just a feeling I got, that's it."

The wolf was quiet, not saying anything or moving, just staring at the fox until he started laughing. Gabriel was confused for a short second before all of the sudden, the air had somehow escaped his lungs and had he trouble breathing. With the wolf's fist lodged in his gut, Gabriel fell to his knees while gasping for air and holding his stomach. "I said don't lie!" the wolf snarled.

He swung again, this time making contact with Gabriel's left eye and knocking him flat on his back and, yet again, breathless. The fox tucked his legs into his chest while holding his stomach and tail curled around him as he fought for air. The wolf came up and shoved his hand in the fox's pocket, digging around until he found the fifty dollars and plucked it out. "This should cover it..." he spat before turning on his heel and leaving.

As the fox laid there, gasping for air, he wondered how he was supposed to survive the night without the money to buy a coat. He wondered how he was going to eat, or even come up with the money to go back to the casino to get more money. Begging wouldn't work because folks around here would call the cops if they saw a beggar, and stealing was out of the question.

When Gabriel's breathing started to return to normal, he tried to sit up, only to get shot back down by a piercing pain in his chest. He clutched himself and groaned. It felt as though his ribs had been broken, and on top of that, eye started bleeding and swelling from the socking he took from the wolf. "Damn it," he mumbled as he tried to sit up. He had to get out of the streets before the police came along and arrested him for being injured.

"Are you alright?" a voice said from the alley. Footsteps started to get closer and Gabriel looked up with his one good eye to see who it was. To his surprise, it was the husky from the Roulette table. "Oh my god, it's you from the casino..." he dropped down to his knee and reached out to touch the fox's eye. Gabriel instinctively flinched away. "It's okay," the husky said reassuringly. "I'm not going to hurt you."

Gabriel let the husky touch the side of his face and examine his eye. Then the husky's eyes dropped to where Gabriel was holding his side. "Does it hurt there too?" He asked, and the fox nodded. "May I see?" He was a little unsure, but the husky seemed harmless enough, so slow, he lifted his sweater until a large bruise could be seen over his ribcage.

The husky touched around the fox's side, making him wince a few times. "I've gotta get you to a hospital-" he began but was cut off from Gabriel's shaking his head.

"No hospital. No money." He said. The fox was already penniless, but he also had no life insurance or any insurance for that matter. He would have no way to pay and he wasn't sure what would happen if he couldn't pay his medical bills.

The husky looked around and let the fox lower his sweater. He looked as though he was thinking for a minute before he looked back to the fox. "The I'm taking you to my place, it's really close. Can you stand?"

Gabriel shook his head. The husky repositioned himself until he was crouching next to the fox and dug his arm under the back of Gabriel's legs and back, and lifted him into the air.

"God, you're so light," the husky commented as he started to carry the fox out of the alleyway.

Gabriel curled his tail onto his stomach so that it wasn't in the husky's way and looked up into the dog's deep blue eyes. Why was he doing this? Being so nice and helping him when he never asked for it. It didn't make sense to the fox; no one was nice to him except for those who shared his poverty, so why was this husky so different.

"I'm Franklin, by the way." The husky said, looking down and smiling at the fox in his arms. "What's your name?"

"... Gabriel..."

The husky nodded. "I've heard about you; you're very popular amongst the staff at the casino." He chuckled. "They've told me about you're amazing ability at winning nearly every game you come across, but I didn't believe them until I saw you in action today."

"... Thank you..."

Franklin glanced down to the fox again, who was avoiding eye contact. "Not a big talker, huh?"

"No..."

The husky adjusted his grip on the fox as he walked. "Well, here we are." He said, motioning to a large apartment building across the street. He wasn't kidding when he said he lived really close...

Gabriel looked up at the building as the husky carried him closer. He's seen the building before, never been inside, but he's heard that it was a nice place to live.

Upon entering, Gabriel could tell why it was rumored to be a nice place to live; the floor was made of marble, doors of glass were all around and nice stone fountains and small waterfalls decorated the foyer. Fancy looking people roamed the open area and halls, wearing expensive jewelry and clothing that Gabriel couldn't have even dreamed of owning.

"Nice, isn't it?" Franklin asked, obviously noticing Gabriel's gawking.

The fox nodded and looked up past the husky to see a nice, big chandelier that dominated the entire ceiling and illuminated the whole room. "You actually live here?" Gabriel asked, looking around. He noticed some of the odd looks they were receiving from some of the other inhabitants, but he was already used to those kind of looks.

"Mhmm," the husky hummed. He made his way across the foyer and to the elevators. Once inside, he pressed the number three out of five and waited as the elevator ascended.

Gabriel could hardly believe he was in a building as nice as this that wasn't the casino. He knew that he probably wasn't going to be here for long, so he was trying to take in as much detail as possible.

Floor three came up and Franklin stepped through the doors and into the nice, red carpeted hallway. He went left and walked down the hall until he stopped at room eleven. The husky lowered Gabriel's paws to the ground so that he could pull a set of keys out of his pocket. He unlocked the door and kicked it open before picking the fox back up.

Inside was just as nice as the rest of the building, just not as fancy looking. It looked more modern with the black leather couch in the living room with a big flat screen television facing it. Behind the couch was counter that separated the living room from the kitchen. Past the kitchen was the dining room, though, it was hardly visible because the kitchen's back wall covered it up.

Towards the middle on the left were a few doors. One of them was open, showing the nice clean bathroom inside. The door next to it was closed along with the door next to that one.

Franklin carried the fox all the way to the couch and gently set him down so that his head was resting on the arm. "Why are you doing this?" Gabriel asked, but the husky just ignored him as he took his coat off and threw it on the opposite end of the couch.

"I'm going to go and get you a bath started," he said. "After we get you cleaned up a bit, I'll take a look at your chest and see if anything's broken."

~III~

Gabriel sat shoulder deep in the hot-tub-like bath and sighed. It felt so good to take a nice hot bath again. He ran his claws through his fur, raking out the dirt and grime that clung to him and watched the discolored water disappear behind the drain and clean water shot out from somewhere under the water. He stood and took a soap bar from the side of the tub where Franklin had placed for him and began running it across his body, being sure to get his sheath and under his tail nice and clean.

It felt good. It felt so good, and his body responded as his tip started to emerge from its fleshy home. It's been a while since he's had a good hard on, but he would feel guilty if he was to masturbate in the home of someone who was showing him more hospitality than he deserved, so he ignored his growing member.

Once he was done scrubbing his body, he sat back down and worked on his tail. The poor thing had been so matted and tangled for so long that it took the fox a good forty-five minutes or so just to get it decent looking. Small snarls were still tangled in there somewhere, but they were unnoticeable.

Once he felt he was finally clean, Gabriel stepped out of the tub and walked up to the mirror. He looked at himself and couldn't help but smile a little. The white on his fur was actually WHITE now. His fur didn't look so dirty and he actually smelled good. On top of that, the swelling in his eye had gone down to a slight discoloring and his chest even felt a little better.

Gabriel turned and looked at his back and rear. He had forgotten what he really looked like behind the heavy coat and baggy jeans, and, it might have just been his relaxation talking, but he thought he actually looked... desirable.

The fox gave his tail a few playful swishes before he turned and grabbed the towel Franklin had left for him. He rubbed and dried his fur until he was fluffy and mildly damp before he started put on the fresh clothes the husky had given him. The clothes were a little big, but he was grateful for them none the less.

When he was finished, he let the water out of the tub and walked out of the bathroom. As he walked out, he saw the husky sitting on the counter in the kitchen while eating a bowl of cereal. He smiled when he saw the fox, curly tail wagging slightly behind him. "Wow," he said, swallowing a mouthful. "You cleanup nicely!" he winked, making the fox blush slightly.

"Thank you so much for letting me use your bath..." Gabriel said as he walked into the kitchen.

Franklin shrugged and hopped off from the counter. "Eh, no biggy. You hungry?"

Starving, is what Gabriel wanted to say, but he wasn't sure how much more hospitality he could accept. He looked around and saw a fruit bowl sitting on the little island in front of him. Reaching over, Gabriel plucked a banana from the bunch and pealed it. He noticed Franklin watching when the fox slid the fruit into his mouth and onto his tongue before taking a bite. A slight bulge was forming between the husky's pants before he turned to occupy his eyes with something else while the fox ate the banana.

No wonder why the husky was being so nice, Gabriel thought. He's attracted to me.

The fox looked Franklin up and down and the more he thought about, the more attractive he looked. Gabriel wasn't exactly gay, he was married to a woman before he became homeless after all, but it wasn't every day that someone is genuinely attracted to him. He has always been curious though; what it would feel like to sleep with another male, and it wasn't like people were lining up to help him try it out. Franklin was nice and attractive, so if he was willing, than so was Gabriel.

When he was finished with the banana, Gabriel set the remains on the counter and began walking up to the husky. As he got closer, he started to get a little nervous, he's never done this before after all, and the husky looked somewhat confused until Gabriel reached out and touched Franklin's chest.

The husky was about five inches taller than the fox, so he had to look up to see Franklin's beautiful blue eyes. They just stood there for a long moment, looking into each other's eyes until the husky closed the space between them and put his hands on Gabriel's rear.

He gave the fox a gentle squeeze, making him gasp as the husky licked his neck tenderly. Gabriel returned the gesture by giving the husky's crotch a good squeeze and rubbing. He's never touched another man below the belt, and doing it for the first time sent shivers down his spine.

Franklin nipped at the fox's neck and pushed his fingers down the waistband of his pants. He roamed over the fox's rear until he came to the tender spot under his tail. He pressed on the fox's entrance, making him gasp and squirm a bit in his arms.

Gabriel continued rubbing the husky's groin while he played with the fox's tailhole for a while until he pulled away and turned the fox around. Gabriel knew that obviously he wanted to be on top, and the fox didn't know how to play the other role. He figured that he might as well just do what the girls do; he leaned forward and braced himself with the isle in front of him while Franklin pulled down the fox's pants.

Gabriel lifted his tail as he felt the husky play around behind him. He moaned and squirmed a bit as he felt the husky's finger's start to actually enter him. It felt weird to have something going IN back there instead of OUT, but it was a nice kind of feeling.

The fox jumped a bit when he felt Franklin's cold wet nose press against his entrance, and the weird feeling intensified when the husky's tongue brushed across its surface. No one's ever put their anything near that area, so this feeling was all new to him, but as far as he could tell, he liked it.

Franklin lapped at the fox's rear a few more times before he plunged his tongue into Gabriel's rear. At first, it gave the fox a somewhat sick feeling in his stomach, but after a moment or two of the husky's tongue-fucking, the feeling turned from uncomfortable, to very enjoyable.

Eventually, the husky pulled his tongue out and stood. He dropped his own pants and boxers to reveal a nine inch canine cock, already drooling with anticipation. Gabriel's nervousness returned when he saw the size of the husky's manhood. It was a lot bigger than his tongue, and from what he's heard, anal sex hurts like hell for first timers. But he wanted to try this out and he was willing to see this through till the end. Lifting his tail and pushing his rear out, Gabriel readied himself for the husky's shaft.

He felt Franklin place both of his hand on his sides to hold the fox steady while the tip of his shaft pressed on the lip of Gabriel's tailhole. Pushing slowly, Gabriel's heart skipped a few beats as the husky's cock slid in all the way to the base of the knot. At first, he didn't feel very much, then pain started to clench where the husky's shaft had buried itself. Tears started to form in the fox's eyes and he was having second thoughts on following through with this.

Franklin started to pump slowly in and out of the fox and eventually, the throbbing pain in his rear dissipated to a mild ache, then to pure pleasure. Every time the husky slid into him, Gabriel's and insides would jump in response to the slimy cock invading his rear. "You okay?" Franklin asked.

"Y-yeah," the fox said, not realizing how hard it was to talk until just then.

"Good, 'cause I'm going to speed up a bit," he said, and started thrusting a bit harder and faster.

Gabriel moaned and gasped as the husky's pace quickened. It felt so good, with Franklin's hand's on his sides and pulling him into his already thrusting hips felt great to the fox, but he could feel his legs starting to shake and threatening to give out. He endured through it, pushing his rear back into the husky's hips, greedily wanting more of him inside.

Franklin quickened his pace again and his grip tightened on the fox's sides. Gabriel felt as though he had a wedge inside of him, trying to split him apart as the dog humped him from behind. His knees were shaking even more now and he didn't know how much longer he could stay standing up.

Then, the husky suddenly pulled out. Gabriel was confused for a second until the was turned around and lifted into the air. Reflexively, the fox wrapped his legs around Franklin's waist and his arms around his neck. He could feel himself sitting on the base of the husky's shaft as Franklin grabbed his rear and lifted him up a bit so that the tip of his cock was probing at the fox's hole.

Abruptly, Gabriel's rear was dropped all of the way to the base of Franklin's cock, making him yip, whine and squirm to try and get comfortable. With the husky's hands back on his rear, he resumed fucking the fox that now hung from his body.

Franklin nuzzled and bit at Gabriel's ear while he pushed harder and harder into the fox, his knot threatening to stretch him to the max and enter him with teach thrust. "F-fuck!" Gabriel couldn't help but whine as his ass was lifted then dropped into the thrusting hips faster and faster.

His own member was rubbing against the husky's shirt as he was being fucked. His knot was swelling and getting ready to blow from being banged like this. He wasn't sure that he would enjoy it when he started, but now, he thought he might have already been ruined for women.

Franklin's grip tightened even more as he growled and fucked as hard as he could. "Gonna f-finish..." he warned before pulled the fox's rear all of the way down onto his knot until it popped inside.

The fox yipped and squirmed as the knot entered him. It was quick, but it hurt to be stretched out like that. He began to cum when he felt the husky's warmth start to pour into his body.

Franklin didn't stop thrusting until he was all of the way done releasing himself inside of the fox, and didn't even realize that Gabriel had shot a string of cum high enough to hit his chin.

Both boys panted heavily as Franklin leaned back on the counter and Gabriel rested his chin on the husky's shoulder. "W-wow..." the fox panted. "So that's what it feels like..."

The husky patted the fox's rear and chuckled. "Was that your first time?"

Gabriel took a deep breath, trying to get his breathing to stabilize. "With another male, yes, and I really enjoyed it."

Franklin nuzzled the fox's check. "You should have told me, I would have gone a little easier on you..."

"No," Gabriel said, shaking his head. "I liked it how you did it. It was nice... sorry about your shirt, by the way."

They both pulled away to see white smothered globs all across the front of both of their shirts. Franklin shrugged. "It was worth it... and I don't think that anything is broken," he chuckled, rubbing the sore spot on the fox's side. "Hey," he said, before giving the fox a soft kiss on the nose. "Will you stay the night?"

The way Gabriel saw it, it was either go sleep in a dirty, cold subway station, or sleep in the same bed as a sweet, warm husky who just gave him the first and best boning he's ever had. "Sure," was all he said before he leaned in and gave the husky a kiss...

...Looks like someone else just took the top of the short list of nice people Gabriel's met...