Amnesia and Ecstasy
Leonard Pyn groaned softly as he opened his eyes to a bright light, his vision blurry. He heard noises around him, beeping and voices, but he couldn't make out the words, he had a splitting headache. The brown wolf blinked a few times. His vision cleared a little. He tried to speak. "Urgh," he said, weakly, then blinked a few more times. He looked around once his vision had finally cleared and found that he was in a hospital bed in a small room. There was a nurse a few feet away, the vulpine's tail swishing back and forth as a red paw held a clipboard. The steady beeping he was hearing was from a heart monitor. "Hey," he called out, this time more clearly. The strain made his head hurt worse. The fox turned and set down the clipboard, walking swiftly up to Leonard. The wolf could see that the nurse was male, but he wore the possibly standard-issue white blouse and short skirt. This confused the wolf a little, though he couldn't think about it much.
"Easy there, Mr. Pyn," said the nurse, placing a soft paw on the wolf's chest as he sat up. "You've been asleep for three days."
"Who?" asked the wolf, his ears twitching, but when he tried to think, his vision became blurred again.
"Your name. It was on your driver's license when the paramedics pulled you out of your Ferrari. Leonard Pyn." The fox went back to the clipboard, looking it over. "Mild concussion, bruised ribs, sprained ankle, dislocated vertebra in your tail."
Leonard sighed a little, laying his head back. "I don't remember anything." The wolf reached up to rub his head, wincing. It was tender under the turban of bandages.
"You got a bad bump on the head. Loss of memory is common. The bruised ribs healed while you were asleep, and the vertebra was relocated. We've been trying to get a hold of your family. Turns out, there are five Leonard Pyns in this city and so far we've only ruled out two of them. We've been calling all the Pyns in the phonebook, but it's more difficult than it should be." The fox stood up, placing the clipboard on the table again, picking up a small cup of water and another of two pills; one white and the other blue. "Take these. The white pill is for pain, the blue is for blood circulation."
Leonard nodded, reaching out at taking the small cup and placing the pills in his mouth, then took the water to wash them down, sighing. "Thanks, nurse."
"No problem, Mr. Pyn. I'll go tell Dr. Lenois that you've woken up, and I'll be back later to check on you. Try and get some rest, now."
"Wait," said Leonard, and the nurse paused, looking back at him. "What's your name?"
The vulpine fox smiled a little, his long tail swishing side to side. "Tobias Togi. You can call me Toby, though. Please get some rest, Mr. Pyn." As the nurse left, Leo sighed and closed his eyes.
"Toby..."
It was only about ten or fifteen minutes until Leonard had risen up again, though it wasn't for his head. The painkillers had kicked in by now. He looked down at his sheets, where something unmistakable was pushing them up in an impressively large tent. Pushing the sheets down his legs, he saw that his patient gown was also pushed up at his impressive member twitched beneath it. Wondering how he could possibly get aroused at this time, he pulled his gown up and sighed a little, staring at his length, reaching down to wrap his fingers around it. At least I haven't forgotten how to do this, he thought. Biting his lip, he growled softly, his injuries momentarily forgotten as he licked his lips, his paw moving faster up and down the long length. He was so preoccupied he didn't even realize that he was being watched until he opened his eyes, and jumped, crying out in surprise.
His nurse Toby was watching him, apparently having entered in the middle of Leonard's pleasure, the clipboard held in front of his white skirt, obviously to censor his erection. "Oh, please, don't stop on my account. Glad to see your blood is circulating properly." A mischievous glint in the fox's eye told the wolf that he was enjoying Leonard's pleasure as much as, if not more so, the lupine himself. Beneath the thick layer of dark brown fur, the wolf's blush spread across his face, but his paw didn't stop sliding up and down. Oddly enough, the smaller fox watching him made this feel so... Right. Toby reached over to the door and locked it. "I'm not allowed to do this, but I'm sure Dr. Lenois will understand..." Toby put down his clipboard on the bedside table, moving to place his small, soft paws on Leo's chest, feeling the muscles rippling under his fingers. "You're so strong..."
"I guess I worked out a lot," said the wolf, murring softly deep in his chest. Toby ran his paws down across Leonard's six pack abs through the gown, running his fingers through all the grooves of muscle. He felt a small nagging in the back of his mind, as if he was doing something wrong, but he pushed it aside. He was too busy to worry about anything. The small fox reached the wolf's impressive length, wrapping his long fingers around the tip, licking his lips as he stared at it.
"Gods, you're big..." Leo would have thought that the fox would be a bit more professional while "examining" him. He guessed that only happened in movies. Toby moved his smaller paw up and down, his breathing becoming heavy as he gulped, leaning in to tentatively give the tip a little lick. Leo murred softly and arched his back as that soft tongue touched his sensitive flesh. The smaller fox opened his mouth, engulfing the tip with his warm mouth. The vulpine's eyes closed as Leo groaned, scratching at Toby's large ear.
About a minute later, Leo's impressive length glistening with the vulpine's saliva, Toby pulled away, turning his back on the wolf and reaching down to hook his thumbs in his skirt, pulling it down past his perfect rear. Leo could see that Toby was quite experienced, his pink thong barely covering the wrinkled pink flesh, which was obviously going to feel incredible around him. Leaving his white nurse hat on, Toby turned back around, his own rather modest length twitched and leaked clear pre as the fox climbed up onto Leo, straddling his waist. "I'll go easy on you, Mr. Pyn..." The large wolf in question had all but forgotten his injuries, placing his larger paws on Toby's waist as the smaller fox rubbed that perfect rear against his dark red length, reaching down to hold it steady. "Ooh, so big..." Pressing down, the fox shook and quivered, grunting as the massive length pressed against his rear. "Nrrhh... Gonna be a tight fit..."
Leo questioned his earlier thoughts of Toby's promiscuity as he saw his having trouble. "Just relax," he said, reaching over to grasp the fox's rear, pulling the furry muscles apart, the pointed tip sliding in a little, "don't use your muscles to push yourself down, it just makes you clench; let gravity do it." Shaking a bit, Toby nodded, taking a deep breath, then let it out sharply as the wolf's length slid halfway in. As his back arched at the tight sensation, Leo groaned, his head falling back. One thought came to him. How the hell did I know that?
Toby was whining softly as he moved himself up and down, his saliva helping in lubricating the massive length, but as it stretched him to his limit, he started to get second thoughts about this idea. Though as his rear muscles milked out Leonard's pre, lubricating him further, he slid a bit more easily. There we go, he thought, his tail raised high as he placed his paws on Leo's chest for better support. He relaxed his muscles, letting gravity take him, as Leo had instructed. Once he came to rest at the wolf's base, Leon placed his paws on the fox's waist, nodding. Slowly, Toby rose up, then lowered himself down again, grunting a little. He kept his pace for about thirty seconds, the wolf's massive length sliding across his prostate nearly each time.
Leonard groaned softly, bucking his hips up into the fox on top of him as he came down, making it feel like he was going even deeper. "Gods... So tight..." Toby let out a little yip in response, his own rather modest length bobbing slightly as he bounced on Leon, the brown wolf hesitating a moment before wrapping his large paw around Toby's shaft, stroking him in time with his hips bucking into his rear, his sac nearly slapping against the base of the vulpine's tail.
They paused a moment as Toby turned his back on Leon, leaning back and using his paws to support himself, resuming his ride and moaning loudly, the wolf letting out growls of pleasure, his sac nearly touching Toby's own as he thrust up into the fox, his instincts taking over.
It wasn't long until Leon felt his knot grow to full size, bumping against Toby's tailhole. The fox looked over his shoulder at Leon, whose eyes were closed, running on pure adrenaline. The vulpine just wondered if he'd be able to take that large knot, feeling a bit apprehensive.
The moment Leon flipped him over onto his stomach, however, he knew he had little choice in the matter. The utter carnal lust that the wolf was giving off was enough to nearly make Toby's seed burst forth onto the bed right then, but only nearly. Leon was no longer bucking his hips; he was pushing forward with his strong leg muscles, the pain in his ankle all but forgotten, to get that massive knot into the vulpine's tailhole, growling loudly. Suddenly, with an audible pop, the knot entered the fox, who had never felt so full in his life, the wolf's knot resting right against his prostate. "Nrahh!" he cried out, his body shaking.
Leon wasn't done yet, however, as his hips resumed bucking. This time he couldn't pull back as far, but the quick movements were building his and the vulpine's climaxes quickly.
Sure enough, both males let out cries of ecstasy, their respective shafts pulsing as they either filled a fox's hole with his thick, creamy seed or else stained the white sheets with thick ropes. After a moment, Leon collapsed, his length lodged within Toby's rear. The fox knew that it would be impossible to remove himself from Leon, not that he wanted to right now. A low rumbling against is back told the lupine that Leon had fallen asleep, and he giggled softly, settling down against a pillow and soon falling asleep himself.
Outside of the room, down the hall and into the main lobby, the head doctor, a fox known as Dr. Lenois, was checking a clipboard, growling softly. "Why the hell is it so hard to find out who this guy is? If he's rich enough to own a Ferrari, he shouldn't be non-existent." An orderly stepped up to him.
"Doc, a young woman is here to visit the amnesia patient." Dr. Lenois nodded, following the orderly back to the waiting room.
A young female jaguar stood up from a chair and walked up to the doctor, pulling a card from her leather purse and holding it out to the doctor. "Shirley Frost of Pyn Studios: Adult Entertainment. Leonard Pyn is my employer."