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Since their first encounter, Declan and Caleb had seen each other on multiple occasions over the next few months. At first, it was just casual, quick flings: Declan would argue with his wife over something trivial, and in a fit of anger and repressed sexual tension, he would go down to The Sour Pup and make good use of Caleb's rump for a quick, 10 minute session. Sure, the price had gone down since he his first visit, since he was now considered a regular, but that wasn't the reason why he kept coming back.

Declan supposed that it was an odd connection that he and the young pup had with one another. Casual flings had now turned into weekly visits, and Declan found himself sometimes spending longer than was deemed necessary. They sometimes switched roles, and the little puppy would be on top, riding the wolf's thick member. Sometimes, they would indulge in other fantasies, and on occasion Declan was kind enough to allow Caleb some release using his hand, or other body parts. They sometimes just sat there and talked for a good hour or more about anything that was on their minds.

The wolf had spoken at great length about his sour marriage and the sham that he was keeping up so that Miriam didn't know about his escapades. He explained their problems in detail, and Caleb listened like a good little boy. It was nice, to have someone to listen to his woes for once. His office-workers tended to say 'Women, right?' and go about their daily business. It was a cheap cop-out for them, so they wouldn't have to get personally involved in someone else's business. Declan understood that, but it had stopped him from making many friends at his workplace.

Over the months, The wolf learnt a little bit about his prostitute friend. Of course, Declan had the obvious questions that any sane person would ask: how did Caleb get into the prostitution business? How, in any way, did the pup think this was a good way of life? Of course, the child had vague answers, but he was pretty definitive on his opinion: it made him money, and he liked having money to spend. Through further probing, Declan discovered that Caleb's father was hardly around and he often enjoyed the company of older, loving men who would both treat him like a whore, as well as treat him a little bit like a son. Caleb's explanation had tugged on his heartstrings a little, and he had given the pup a hug.

That was his first mistake.

Declan had grown too attached to his new personal 'mistress', as it were, to the point where he'd even made mentions of his home. Of course, nothing really concrete, but he'd described the garden, and the inside of the house. He'd never once mentioned where he lived, and for good reason: he didn't want the pup finding out and suddenly showing up on his doorstep. Miriam would freak, for one, and then the police would be called. Before he knew it, he would be on the register and have to leave his job, move country, and more. It would be a nightmare. It would utterly ruin his life. He didn't want that to happen.

It was a Tuesday, and Declan was due to see Caleb on the Saturday evening for their weekly appointment. He actually looked forward to it: he was already aching for the pup's quivering body underneath him, and the week wasn't even close to done. He sat at the breakfast table and tried to push thoughts of the pup's writhing body from his mind.

"Something on your mind?" Miriam asked him, in her typical, curt voice. Declan wondered why he'd ever married her. It was true what they said: Cats and Dogs don't get along, and the same could be easily said for a Snow Leopard and a Wolf. His eyes darted up from the newspaper to read her sour expression. She was expecting a heartfelt and honest response. He wasn't going to give it.

"I'm fine, hun." He replied vaguely and looked back down to his newspaper for a moment, before scanning his meal: bacon and eggs, but the yolk was solid and the rashers were grisly. Not the best breakfast, but he had had worse.

He watched as Miriam stood from her chair and dumped her plate in the sink, having finished her food already. He scooped up her long overcoat from the hanger and retrieved her bag from the counter.

"I'm going out." She grunted, and headed to the door. Declan knew where she was going, of course. He had already suspected her of having an affair, but in fact, she usually just went to the shopping centre and spent some of their money on clothes and jewellery. She would be gone for a few hours, at the very least. This gave Declan some time to relax.

Normally, he'd be at work, but he had accumulated too many free days, so they had kindly asked him to use a few of them so the company wouldn't look bad. He'd opted to take one in the middle of the week every week to give him time to do some housework, or catch up on TV he'd missed out on.

Just as he was standing up to get to work, he heard the doorbell rang. He thought that it was Miriam again. She had already forgotten her keys once before. The wolf sauntered to the door, dressed in a pair of striped pyjamas, and a loose T-Shirt that depicted a fictional alien character drinking a mug of coffee with his 4 arms. He swung open the door, letting out a sigh as he expected his wife to stand before him.

His mouth hung open as he realised who it actually was. Standing in a long T-Shirt that only just covered his hips, and a tiny pair of shorts that covered his ample rump, was Caleb. The wolf spluttered something inaudible before he yanked the pup inside, slamming the door hard.

"Are you fucking out of your mind?" He barely said it above a whisper, but the fury was evident in his voice. It was clear that he didn't intimidate little Caleb, who merely grinned up at him.

"Aren't you more impressed that I found your house?" The little canine winked and stared up at Declan's seething face. The older canine tugged him towards the living room and snarled under his breath.

"You're fucking crazy. You can't be here! Miriam was just out there...oh god, what if she saw you?" He panicked and put a hand to his face. "Oh fuck. Ooooh fuck."

"Chill out, Declan." The pup beamed and pressed himself up against his lover, giggling madly as he nosed against Declan's warm chest.

"No, you cant, you cant. You have to leave." Declan insisted, aiming him towards the door and gently pushing him there. He felt the cub resist, but his grip was firm.

"Aww, c'mon!" Caleb grinned, turning towards him and sticking out his tongue. The little German Shepherd reached up and squeezed the wolf's firm package. "Don't you wanna have some fun? I'm here now, after all."

Declan paused, for a moment. Of course, the thought crossed his mind. After all, he'd been craving Caleb's young, petite body more and more, but this wasn't right. It was just about manageable when he was out and somewhere else, but to have sex with the pup in his own home, on the bed he and his wife sleep on? What if Miriam came home early, for that matter?

Whilst he battled with his inner thoughts, the pup was playing with his clothed crotch, kneading his little hands into the big sack with his digits. The sheath above it swelled and the larger Canine's member pushed against the pyjamas, making it clear he was getting aroused.

"You say you don't want to, but your body does." Caleb remarked with a teasing grin. He pressed his mouth to the cloth and breathed hot air against the stiffening member, causing it to twitch against his lips.

Declan let out a small growl of pleasure, and he pushed his hips up against his lover's little muzzle. He had to admit, Caleb's teasing little grin with oddly cute. It usually made him do whatever the pup asked. He hated to admit it, but Caleb had him around his little finger. Declan was a hopeless romantic, and his 'relationship' with the cute pup had stirred his emotions.

"Mmmh...someone wants it." Caleb giggled and he pressed his mouth to the hardening member. He felt the shaft push up against his cute mouth. The little canine couldn't take it anymore, and he hooked his tiny thumbs into the waistline. He shimmied the pyjamas down, slipping them over Declan's hips and letting them easily fall to his ankles. His large canine member stood proudly at near full-mast, twitching eagerly in the cub's view.

"Very eager." The little pup pressed his mouth to the tip of the cock and bowed his head low, getting down a good number of inches in a single blow. The tingling pleasure that shot up Declan's spine made him groan softly, and he pressed a hand to Caleb's head.

"Wait...not yet. We should get somewhere more comfortable." The wolf said as he attempted to tug the puppy's head off his cock. Caleb eventually agreed and he yanked his head back, grinning toothily as he went through into the kitchen.

Before Declan could stop him, the cub had hopped up onto the stool near the kitchen counter that also doubled as a space to eat. The wolf watched, wide-eyed with his pants down as Caleb hitched up his T-Shirt and slipped his shorts over his rump, exposed his plush cheeks and the little pucker nestled between them. Declan could have salivated from the sight.

"I...we shouldn't. If Miriam gets back and catches us..." Declan began, looking a little anxious. As least he had a point of escape upstairs: they had an en suite linked to the bedroom, so he could lock them in there if she came back. He watched Caleb roll over on the seat, and his eyes trailed down to spot that even the cub was already hard and ready to go. The canine kicked his shorts off his body

"Come on. She'll never know..." Caleb coaxed Declan closer with a finger, his smile spreading into a lewd, knowing grin. The cub damn well knew Declan would bow to his every whim. That was just how he liked it: he hoped he could make the wolf leave his wife so he could have him all to himself.

Declan couldn't help himself. He stepped closer, his eyes wild with lust as he kicked his pyjamas off his ankles and tugged his T-Shirt over his head, standing fully nude. He towered over the young cub and reached down, grabbing the hem of Caleb's top and tugging it over his head so the pair of them were naked. His hands ran over the pup's furry chest and his member throbbed eagerly at the sight. If he were not so nervous, he would remark how beautiful the puppy looked. Instead, he swallowed it down and lined himself up.

His tip prodded against Caleb's pucker and the area around it as he tried to find a good angle to enter him from. He eventually decided to hoist Caleb up onto the counter instead of sitting on the stool, and he found himself in a better position to enter his lover. His fat dog cock pressed against the warm entrance, and he pushed forwards. The malleable flesh easily stretched to accommodate him, having got used to his cock and many others over time. Yet, the insides were taut and wonderfully tight, able to flex and squeeze to his every push and twitch. Declan let out a soft growl as his mouth descended down. He would have usually never kissed another person, but his connection with the cub had lead him to passionately kiss the puppy's lips on more than one occasion.

Their lips mashed together, and he felt the canine quiver underneath him as his member sunk in a good number of inches within a matter of seconds. Declan's eager hands roamed his lover's body, tracing along his hip and up to his upper leg, before back down to his side and across his chest. He fully explored the canvas he'd already seen a good few times before, but he stroked and caressed it as if it were new. His mouth descended lower and pressed kiss after kiss on Caleb's neck, making the cub whimper and whine under the gentle, passionate touch.

The pup's moans only urged Declan onwards. He pulled back and slowly thrust into the tight young ass, rocking his hips back and forth and forcing his swelling knot up against the squeezing ring. Caleb's insides squeezed and milked with every thrust, and his little member twitched as his prostate was pushed and pleasured by Declan's thick meat.

Declan heard the pup mumble something similar to 'daddy', and he shrugged it off, chalking it down to the kid's fantasy. His hand trailed down the young, lithe body until his fingers met the tip of Caleb's twitching member. The very gentle grazing of his fingerips against the sensitive length made the pup whine out and tense up, so Declan continued. His hand wrapped around the small member and gently squeezing, encouraging him. It made Caleb's breath hitch in his throat.

The air was filled with their hot groans and the slapping of the knot mashing up against Caleb's taut ass. Declan knew he wasn't going to last long, and he never did when it came to the young German Shepherd. He grunted and leant up, grabbing the cub by his knees and pounding into him, his balls slapping gently against the kitchen counter. Caleb sat up a little, panting heavily, his eyes wild with lust and pleasure. From his right, he was scrabbling for something, but Declan wasn't sure what. He realised it soon enough, however, when he saw the light and the distinct sound of a camera shutter.

"Are you taking pictures?" He froze, feeling the fear crawl up his back like a spider. He shuddered and looked down at Caleb, who sported a lewd, slightly drooling grin.

"Just some memories." He waggled his phone in his hand and his toes curled as he let out a groan. Declan looked unsure as he slowly rocked his hips, his knot rolling up against the pucker as he mulled over the idea. On the one hand, he trusted Caleb not to spread them around, but on the other hand, the very thought of them existing could ruin him.

"I'm not sure..." The wolf began, but he felt his loins burning, and his mind was beginning to cloud over. He didn't know if he could think about it now, with his orgasm quickly approaching. He was about to lean down and give the pup a good pounding when he heard a click from towards the living room, and then the distinct 'clank' of a key turning in a lock.

"Shit."

Declan hoisted Caleb up, slipping his cock from the cub's tight young hole and scooping up the kid's clothes as he sprinted towards the stairs. Miriam was coming in! He had nowhere to hide now but the bathroom upstairs. He could leave his clothes down in the kitchen, but Caleb's? If they were here, she'd surely suspect something. In an instant, he had wheeled around the corner into the master bedroom and bolted into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He heard the 'click' of the door shutting downstairs, and blew a sigh of relief. He kept the cub firm to his chest, who wriggled in his awkward position.

"Honey? You in?" Miriam called. She sounded as annoyed as ever. Declan briefly rolled his eyes, his heart hammering in his chest. He dumped the clothes on the floor and leant into the shower unit to turn the water on. It was a good plan: make her assume he was having a shower rather than anything else. He would normally be at this time anyway.

He barely heard the gentle thud as she walked up the stairs, and he slowly set the cub down as she walked into the bedroom. He could hear her shifting about. He looked down to see Caleb pressing his lips to Declan's balls with a cheeky wink. The wolf was about to complain when he clamped his mouth shut. Miriam had just knocked on the bathroom door, and Declan was leaning right against it.

"You in there?" Miriam asked. "I can't find my cardigan. Have you seen it?" She asked. Declan's eyes darted around the bathroom and he spotted it hanging up. His eyes trailed down to Caleb, who almost had the wolf's balls almost in his mouth. That little puppy tongue was slathering around his sack, coating every inch in a thin film of saliva. It made the wolf's cock throb and leak pre-cum, some of dripping down onto the pup's head.

"N...No. It's not in here, Miriam." Declan called out, hoping it sounded convincing. He clamped his mouth shut and tried not to utter a single sound as his sack was lovingly tended to.

"Alright." He heard Miriam sigh from the other side of the door. She trudged out, clearly not happy that she couldn't find it. Declan waited for a moment until he was sure she was out of the room, before looking down at the little canine.

"You little minx." Declan snarled, but he was grinning this time. The desire and lust for the young pup coursed through his veins, making the blood pump in his ears. He hoisted Caleb up and pressed him, tummy first, against the wall. He held him up by his legs as he lined himself up again, sliding his thick member back into Caleb's rump. He heard his lover whine in utter delight.

"Caleb..." Declan groaned into his ear and he started back into his previous rhythm, his knot slapping up against Caleb's ass again. His heavy balls swung and occasionally knocked the pup's own set, making the younger canine's member twitch in pleasure. His little tunnel flexed with each throb of his cock, squeezing lovingly around Declan's length, encouraging him to be harder and rougher.

The wolf's hand wrapped around. He wasn't about to let himself have all the fun and leave Caleb out. His fingers enclosed around the pup's member and he felt the young canine's instincts kick in and he desperately tried to hump against his hand, huffing and whining in frustration. Declan humped his fat member into the tight rump as he gently stroked his lover's cock with a free hand, managing to support the cub's weight with his other.

The romm was beginning to fill with steam from the shower, and it made their sex hot and sweaty. The two of them writhed together, their groans drowned out by the sound of running water and the hiss of it ejecting from the shower head.

"I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna fucking cum in you, Caleb..." Declan groaned into the pup's ear as he sped up, their balls slamming together and his knot pushing desperately against the tight entrance, yearning for entry into the inner sanctum. He growled as his hand sped up, pumping the cub's cock as fast as he could go. He could feel Caleb's orgasm approaching as the tunnel clamped down around his member.

It was now or never. Declan let out a shuddering groan as he bucked his hips forward, pushing with all his might. He forced Caleb up against the wall as his fingers tucked down behind the pup's knot, tugging his little member into an orgasm as his knot kneaded up against the entrance. He could feel it slowly giving way, before he felt it finally stretch over his knot. He popped into the cub's tight ass, and he roughly humped his hips up for the final stretch. His loins burned with desire and he pressed his nose with into Caleb's shoulder, tugging the little puppy's cock, hearing him whine and whimper under him.

They both orgasmed at the same time. Declan shuddered as his knot swelled powerfully, stretching Caleb's ring as his cock spurted thick ropes of cum up into the pup's insides, coating them in his sticky canine seed. He felt the cock twitching in his hands before it, too, exploded, spurting just about all it had against the tiling and the walls, dripping down onto the floor.

"Fuck..." Declan groaned, gently licking and nuzzling into Caleb's neck as he squatted down a little, pumping his hips a few times as a few more small jets of cum shot from his tip. He was just about done, but he knew they'd be stuck for a while. He pressed his mouth against the small neck and licked gently.

"Good as always..." He murmured. "But...don't come to my house again, okay? Can you promise me that?"

Caleb was silent for a moment as he tried to collect himself, his chest heaving and panting, up and down. His member was already beginning to shrink underneath the grip, and the knot shrank back to let his cock slip back into it's sheath.

"Nnnh...okay." He eventually agreed, but he was outright lying. He had the picture on his phone now, and if he needed to, he'd used it. Declan was going to be his. All his.

They sat in the bathroom for a while whilst waiting for Declan's knot to shrink down, and the two of them just nuzzled together, now within the privacy of themselves without fear of Miriam walking in on them. Declan asked the pup why he hadn't asked for any money this time. Caleb simply insisted that is was 'on the house', so Declan assumed that the cub had deliberately sought him out of his own accord. Of course, Declan was nice to the pup, and he helped wash Caleb off before towelling him down. As he did so, he could see the pup was eyeing him up.

"Not again." Declan firmly informed him. "I have work to be getting on with. I can't afford to spend the day having sex with you. You really do have to leave, before Miriam gets back."

He could see Caleb wasn't happy about it, but the pup agreed begrudgingly. Declan lead him to the door once his lover was fully dressed and he was wearing sufficient clothing. He opened the door for him and scooted him towards the porch.

"Please, don't come back to the house." Declan insisted with a grimace. "...I'll see you on Saturday, okay?"

He ruffled Caleb's hair, before he shut the door on him, heading back to his work. The German Shepherd skipped his way down the patio and back onto the street. He grinned as he flipped open his phone and scrolled to the picture he took of Declan's cock inside him. A sickening grin spread over his face.

"...Mine." He whispered.