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"Bruno"

I never thought of myself as lucky one. There were many reasons why I used to think that. Partially because my family was never one for giving too much love. Don't get me wrong. No one hurt me, but my dad was distant – in the emotional way, and my mum was too busy working and tending the house to even notice I ever had trouble. I haven't told her about so many things which happened in my life and I still think it was for the best. I never told her that I was mistreated by schoolmates ever since my elementary school, up until the end of my education. She didn't know that when I was 16, I was raped by a man, whom I have met on the web. I don't want to make myself a looser and whine, but I guess I never had too much luck with men.

My only relationship lasted for barely 10 months before we realized that the distance between us was not the only reason it didn't work. Not that we didn't love each other, but we knew it's not going to last. After that I had an occasional meeting now and then, some incidental sex after I initially dealt with my trauma, but nothing really lasted. From my current perspective, I never thought that my life would have been turned upside down in almost an instant. I lived alone – luckily I inherited a single room apartment after my grandma, and that gave me a chance to live on my own terms without my mother telling me what to do, and my father showing how big disappointment I was to him. I still don't know why did he ever bother to get married. He was always a lousy husband and dreadful dad – at best.

Anyway – not to bore you with sad details if my old life, I have to say one thing – I never expected THAT much of a change. It happened on one Friday evening couple of weeks ago, when I was at home, watching a movie, and relaxing after work, when suddenly I heard a knock on the door. It was already after 10 p.m. so I wasn't sure who could have that been at this time of night. All my friends – and I must say I never had too many of them – knew that I don't like to have unannounced visitors, and that I don't tend to open the door unless I expect someone to come over – as if that ever happened. Anyhow, I heard the knock a couple of more times before I decided to check it out. I paused the film, put a T-shirt over, and moved to check who was at the door. When I looked through the peek-hole to check, I only saw a dark silhouette towering in the hallway, while no other details could have been seen. If I wasn't scared before, now I was shitless. What do I do? Surely whoever it was, he must have heard me approach and listen to the door, and knew I was in. Should I ask who that was? I kept wondering for a moment, before I heard that someone speak through the door. With a low whisper, I heard a gentle request “Please, let me in" – that's what I heard. That got me confused for a while, but the silhouette still didn't move away, even thought I wasn't making any reaction. The worst thing was, that I really wanted to open that damned door.

As I said before – I wasn't considering myself lucky, so I already envisioned in my mind horrific scenarios where I get killed in my own apartment and that I will eventually get chopped into pieces and tossed out the window. Okay, maybe not, but you know – the situation looked a lot like from those class “B" horror movies where the girl opens the door only to get killed in a grizzly manner. And even though I heard a red alert in my head, I turned the lock twice, and pressed the knob to get the door slightly opened. The towering dark silhouette moved away to make room for the door, while I was stomped. The man was about two meters tall, wore a black hoodie, and tight blue jeans. While I was expecting a machete hidden somewhere behind his back, I was pierced with a pair of the most incredible eyes. They looked at me from under a black baseball cap, whilst the rest of his face was covered in blackness of the hat and the hood. Those silver eyes looked at me with relief, while I was in shock. I couldn't move. And for some reason instead of doing anything, I stood there like an idiot, waiting to get killed.

You can probably guess – nothing like this actually happened. The dark man pushed me inside of my own apartment instead and when I was expecting to have my neck snapped by his massive and surprisingly clawed hands, he simply moved if over to cover my mouth in case I would scream, and quickly closed the doors behind us. He also locked it for good, so I was sure that my fate was sealed. “Shhhh" – he whispered to me in low voice, holding his huge palm on my face and making sure I won't try to fight him – “I'm not here to hurt you. I need your help" – he continued, while I wasn't sure if what I'm hearing is true... But it appeared it was. I looked up at him but since the short hallway in my place was completely dark, all I could see was the reflection of the light coming from my living room in his silver piercing eyes. Then he hit the light switch, and I felt that I'm about to die. Looking at me from under his baseball cap, was the most incredible creature I have ever seen.

The body of a tall, muscled man had a thick neck and the head of a wolf. He was almost black with only little bit of silver on his muzzle and grey stripes on both of his strangely human cheeks. He managed to crack a very uncertain smile, but I wasn't even close to feel safe. When I saw his paw reaching to take off his hood, I saw a set of huge, shiny black claws, which surely weren't there for decorative purposes. For a moment though, a thought came to me that it was merely a sort of a costume or a disguise which someone put on himself, but the moisture on his eyes and black canine nose offered a different explanation. “I will let go, if you promise not to scream and if you won't call for cops" – he offered, as I watched him in fear and though I was still pretty sure that my fate was sealed, I nodded confirming I'm going to comply with his request.

I wasn't really certain I was going to be quiet, but I wanted him to let go for the sake of the moment. I needed to know if it's not a figment of my imagination and he really stands here before me. His huge paw released me as he promised, and he tried to smile more gently. Even though strange, his smile was in some way endearing and I couldn't resist but to respond in the same way. Now to think of it - I must have looked kinda silly. “Who... Who are you? Is this a dream or..." – I didn't manage to finish. I don't even know now what I wanted to ask. He smiled again, and shook his head to the second question. “No, it's not a dream. I'm very real and right now I need you to take me in at least for the night" – he replied, looking behind the not entirely closed doors leading to my living room, as if he was probing if it suited his needs. “Who or what in the hell are you?" – I asked again, and he seemed to be amused by my form. “I can assure you I have nothing to do with hell dear boy". I was still asking myself whether I was half drunk and dreaming or hallucinating, as there wasn't enough reasonable explanation for what I was seeing in front of me. “My name is Bruno, and I am a crossbreed" – he responded gently, still waiting for me to offer him the chance to enter further into my place. With all that just had happened, I completely forgot my manners, and I didn't realize this even when he subtly tried to hint that fact. “A crossbreed of what?" – I replied, still looking at him unsure how to interpret what happened.

“Isn't it obvious? A hybrid of a human and a wolf of course, my boy. I have been searching for a refuge for a long time before I finally found you" – his voice was still calm and warm, as if he was trying not to terrify my even more. He saw my fear and I can assure you I was showing plenty of it at that time. “You found me?" – I repeated after him, not sure how to understand what he just said – “How such crossbreed is even possible?" – I continued, as he calmly listened to my doubts. He continuously kept on smiling gently, and seemed very well prepared for my hesitation. “I am standing here as you can see. Do I look like a trick-or-treater to you?" – he said and I guess I had no choice but admit he was right... At least from the looks of things, as it was still dark and not all details could have been seen, but that too was about to change. “But... That's not..." – I started thinking loudly and this time he decided to give me another push forward – “Look, boy... I can prove to you that I am perfectly real, but could we perhaps go inside? It's been a long night already, and wandering about your neighbourhood wasn't the most easy task when you are being searched for as I'm sure you can understand" – he was still calm, and a bit uncertain how will I react, but he realized that my hesitation and fear may be a bit overwhelming. All of a sudden I snapped out of my trance, and noticed how embarrassing was my continuous reaction to my unexpected visitor.

“You want to come in?" – I made sure, looking up at him, while he continued to patiently watch me with his beautiful, silver eyes. He nodded and smiled once more, and I guess I was captivated by this more than I realized. “Can you make sure, you will cover the window blinds? I have been avoiding detection for past couple of weeks, and I'd like it to stay that way" – he added quickly, as I was about to fully open the living room door. I followed his instructions and lowered them all, making sure no one will see us from outside, though the thought of someone peeking through my windows seemed unlikely. Once he made sure they were all covered, he entered the room and looked around obviously curious about my place. I was still unsure how to react and how to behave, but he seemed to have things really planned out. He took off his hood, and removed the baseball cap showing a little bit more fur towering at his head – resembling human hair but it was certainly more feral in look – and pair of large wolf ears following every sound available. When he unzipped the hoodie, and showed his wide chest covered with a white tank-top shirt, I was in awe. He was incredibly well built and very masculine in the way his figure was looking. Very attractive indeed – I thought to myself, and he seemed like he was able to catch my thoughts.

Only now I noticed, he wasn't wearing any shoes, as his thick legs were built in a lot more feral way, and his feet in fact looked more wolf like rather than human. “Can I sit down? I have to admit that the long walk I had to reach your place got me a bit exhausted" – he asked politely, though there was something more to it, than a simple request. There was something dominant in him, which he was clearly attempting to hide. I wasn't sure what to expect of him, but nodded and smiled, as he walked over to my bed which was readied for sleep, and slowly sat down. I have to say this now so you won't think that he did have a choice – I don't have a table or chairs as I don't have guests, so I only have bead and a bit of furniture to make sure I can keep my comics, books and games along with my clothes – other than that – the place was pretty unfurnished. I still preferred it that way.

Springs in the bed made a lot of noise as his obviously heavy body sat on the bed, and that gave me an idea who was I dealing with. He looked around some more and I sat down not too close next to him. He immediately focused his incredibly bright eyes on me, and like an invisible rope, they tied me to the bed. I wouldn't be able to think of moving away at this point. I can already tell from this distance and better lightning that he is indeed a real being. The movement of his facial muscles while still resembled an animal had a more familiar, and human look as well, and his eyes were as intelligent as one could expect from a sentient creature. I only now noticed that he had a large fluffy tail pointing from his jeans. The pants had to be somehow modified as it was below his belt line, and yet there was only enough room only for the tail itself. “Hold out your hand. I can show you I'm real" – he offered and while I was pretty much convinced that this wasn't a very elaborate and well crafted costume, I decided to play along. With still loads of hesitation, I put my hand forward, and reached to the palm of his hand, stretched towards me. The inside of it was warm and soft as human hand would have been, though those were canine pads and not typical humanoid fingers I have now touched. He gently crossed my fingers with his own, and while I saw those shiny claws, they did not even brush my skin. He grabbed my hand and pulled me over, placing it on his hairy chest above his tight, white tank-top. He was incredibly soft and warm. His fur was unlike any I have ever touched in an animal. I could feel his increasing heartbeat and that immediately forced my own to go up, thought I tried to hide it, I'm not sure how well did that work. “See? I'm perfectly real" – he whispered again, and his voice was once again calm and soothing. “You can touch me anywhere you like if you want to make sure that I'm here for real" – he promised, and surprisingly even to myself, took upon this offer. I moved my hand over his shoulder. Since he removed his hoodie, I could witness his thick, muscled arm in its full glory, and gosh was he a handsome wolf-human hybrid. I sighted for a brief moment, as the feeling of someone real, warm and so perfectly alive, made me remember how closeness with someone even if innocent and brief, was still a good experience, when it wasn't forced. He kept watching me in silence, and forced nothing on me. He only kept on offering.

“Want to see more?" – he smiled again, and while the smile looked innocent, I wasn't sure how much his last question was as well. He didn't give me much time to think on it as he removed his top, and revealed his entire torso, as it was now purely naked and covered in thick, almost entirely black fur. It had some silver spots, but his tone remained in dark graphite-black colour. I looked at him, and his eyes once again answered my question even before I had to ask. I slowly moved my hand to touch his chest. It was as it looked – muscled, tough and soft. His fur had mixed texture of a real dog, but it was in away more silky and less rough as one would expect from a wild animal. “I knew you'll like me" – he said, when he saw how good it had felt under my delicate hands. He also seemed to enjoy the touch, though he hadn't expressed it in any way so far.

“You knew?" – I looked into his eyes, and he nodded with a soft smile that immediately showed on his muzzle as he calmlu gazed back at me. I felt as though he was actually looking through me, and as if he could actually read my soul. He recognized something within me, and that made him focus on me with full intensity. “You didn't expect me to come over to your place on an accident or by pure luck, did you?" – he responded gently putting his hand on my arm, and I felt his soft wolf pads, moving on my skin. I felt a shiver of pleasure, which I tried to hide, but I'm sure he felt it as well. “I wasn't actually knocking on every door in your apartment block asking for refuge all of your neighbours" – he continued, and I felt a bit uncertain what he was getting at. His touch, made me completely naked, as all of my emotions, suddenly started showing on my face and within my body. He could surely read it. I saw as he probed me with his eyes, ears and his nose. Whenever I spoke, his nose moved, absorbing my scent and my breath, while his black, shiny whiskers tensed each time when that happened. Somehow it turned out that he was getting to know me in more ways than I managed to get to know him.

All he had said about him was his potential origin and his name – and even that could have been an elaborate lie, and yet – I believed him. I couldn't have explained it but I really trusted his words. “So you were watching me" – I said breaking the short silence which suddenly came upon us. He smiled once more, and moved his head a bit to the side, to look into my eyes. “I know what always interested you. I know that you hadn't had much luck with other men, and that you had a different interest for quite some time, which you couldn't satisfy." – he replied calmly, though the tone of his voice didn't manage to calm my rising nerves, as he implied to know my darkest secrets. But hasn't he already showed me that he knows this anyway? Wasn't his presence the only necessary evidence? And while I was still silent, he continued to speak – “I know that you always wanted to have a dog. More as a friend than a pet, and that you consider dogs as more than just animals. Yes, I mean it in THAT way" – he smiled, and winked at me. This time it wasn't the same calm and lovable smile as before. It had a darker meaning, that I was about to learn. Before I said anything, he stood up and moved in front of me, then he started to unbuckle his belt. He clearly wasn't very good at it, or he was provoking me – either way, it worked. When he looked down at me, I decided to help him with the belt and unknowingly to myself, I fell into his trap. Not that I minded, but let's not skip the facts. Once we god rid of the belt, he moved closer, so that his crotch was very near my face.

Even through the jeans I noticed that there was rather large bulge showing in the most interesting area, and the perspective that it was now so close to me, made me get harder. He expected I will continue to disrobe him, and placed both his hands behind his back, waiting for my next move. When I looked at him, he simply nodded giving me his final consent, and I didn't want to wait any longer. Curiosity and growing excitement took over, and while a moment ago I was ready to think, I'm mental, all of this has now been subject of the past. I took care of the pants, and slowly moved them down over his hips, while he silently cooperated. A moment later he stepped out of his jeans, and kicked them away with his foot, letting me see his private parts still covered with very tight, white underwear. What I saw took my breath away already – and he wasn't completely naked yet. His huge and obviously heavy balls showed through the underwear material, looking as it was too small compared to the size of his private parts. Above his gorgeous balls, I saw what I pretty much expected to see. His penis was anatomically correct with how wolves were built, and right now it was completely retracted to his short, but thick sheath.

“Go ahead" – he whispered, waiting for me to finish the job. As delicate as I could have been, I placed my hand on his hip, and moved it over to slide it under the tight material of his underwear a moment later. I felt his warmth and short but still soft fur, covering every part of his body. Slowly I managed to move the final element of his clothing down, to reveal his manhood in its full glory. His balls hung low in a very impressive ball sack, and looked amazing. When I took them into my hand, they appeared as heavy as they looked, and I could only imagine what they were capable of producing. “I cannot help but notice, you seem to like what you see" – he whispered to me gently, as I caressed his gorgeous balls in my right hand, still admiring their size and weight. “Do you..." – I started but stopped, as I saw his silver eyes, looking down at me. “Don't worry boy. I know everything there is to know about you. I know you liked my four-legged cousins, and there is nothing wrong with that. In fact, I was searching for someone like you, when I realized I will be passing through your town. You wouldn't think I will look for a shelter without proper preparations?" – he asked in the end but I remained silent. I never ever have told anyone that I started looking up to animals – dogs to be precise – and I was still afraid of the consequences. “You mean, you wish to stay?" – I finally managed to say something, even though the heavy wolf equipment, I still held in my hand was a rather considerable distraction from the conversation, and still hidden just above his balls, was something even more interesting. “If after tonight you will have nothing to say against that, I would like that very much. Your place is small, but cosy enough, and after all it's the companionship that counts" – he winked again, with a lustful smile.

His last words got me worried. “If you managed to find me, isn't there any danger that someone else will find us now too?" – I asked, and for a moment, I let go of his perfect, huge testicles, hanging so close to my face. I didn't dare to sit back. The closeness of his body was too intoxicating and felt too good to drop this opportunity. “Don't worry boy, I will teach you how to hide on the web, and after all – what will you need the videos for anyway, if you will have me?" – his low tone hid something more than assurance. It was also a promise, that he will do everything to stay here for good, and surprisingly enough for me – I welcomed it. “And now, if you don't mind, I'd like to try you out, and see if you are really keen on doing it with a real canine" – his smile turned into a lustful smirk, which felt almost like a threat. He pushed his hips towards me, almost hitting my face with his balls, forcing me to change my focus from his face, and regain my interest on his gorgeously exposed crotch. I couldn't resist. I slowly grabbed his still sheathed penis, and started to stroke it gently, while he responded in bucking his hips forward, and moving it forward. Soon enough his red, veiny cock started showing and growing quickly, whilst I continued to stimulate him with my hand. He moaned softly, allowing me to gain more confidence in what I was doing. After couple of minutes, most of his dick has already extended from his furry sheath, and I continued my motions, bringing him more pleasure.

He was already intensively leaking with pre-cum and it eased my job. He got more and more slippery, and while a lot of it started to run down on my arm, I didn't stop. It didn't take long to expose his growing knot, and boy was it getting big. After couple of more strokes, it got to the size of almost my two fists, put together. The rest of his cock swelled even more, getting very thick and incredibly hard. I could not resist longer, and moved it down, to shove it down my mouth. I barely managed to fit half of his length before he hit the back of my throat, but I didn't stop. I gagged while Bruno pushed his hips forward and held my head to slide as far into me as he could. He stopped just before I reached my limit and slid out not a second too soon before I was ready to throw up. I was never good at deep throat, but something told me back then, that I will have to get along with it. “Breathe, boy, breathe" – he whispered, while I struggled to get more air. His dick was swaying above my face, and kept on leaking pre, while I savoured its salty, musky taste. I had an idea how dogs taste, and it was pretty much as I expected. He sat next to me, ignoring his obviously full erection and put his arm around me.

“How do you feel?" – Bruno asked gently, as I still tried to settle after more than brutal stabbing at the back of my throat. He seemed concerned as if he was afraid I might reject him after his little test, but I wasn't going to let him go so easily. I looked at him, then at his monstrous wolf cock, and thought that perhaps I finally found my luck. Or should I say – my luck found me. “How do you feel about trying to go further at it?" – he asked about a moment later, when I nodded, letting him know that I'm fine. His huge manhood soon retracted into his sheath by about half of his full size, and his knot also shrinked into it's hideout. I was almost drooling at the sight itself, and the perspective of being fucked by that enormous tool, just got me more eager to try. I'm not sure how did it happen that in such short moment I went so willingly to bed with someone not only I barely knew, but also who was a member of a species I knew nothing about. I guess I didn't care back then, and not sure if I care even now.

The fact remains, that in a flash, I was on all fours, and waiting for him to take me. Maybe it was because I haven't had sex for a very long time, or maybe because he was like a dream come true, when suddenly a human-wolf hybrid came over to my place, and offered nothing more than pure, wild fucking with a wolf cock I longed for so long. Either way, I was ready and willing. He didn't need much encouraging neither, and standing right behind me, he took aim, and with one swift stroke, he entered my ass. Gosh did that hurt but I stood silent, trying to accommodate more of his wolf cock, while he started to grow again. He bucked his hips at me with full force, and stretched both my ass ring and forcing by sphincters to accept his entire length. With hard and tough strikes, he kept penetrating my ass as it was the only thing that could satisfy his needs. I was moaning in pain and while normally I would probably yell to tell him to slow down, I wasn't going to do say a word. I wanted it to hurt me. I needed to be impaled by his wolf dick and, welcomed it by bucking my hips against him. Even though the pain started to be intolerable, I allowed him to continue.

After couple of more hits from his hard cock, I started feeling his knot swelling again, and sliding in and out of me. And it got harder each time, it moved through my entrance. I knew that at some point it will have to stay on either side, and that Bruno will do everything he can, to make sure it's in when it fully swells. He drove it inside me not a moment too soon, as it immediately exploded inside my ass, and I felt as the rest of his huge wolf meat starts to swell and lengthen even more. Then I felt a warm feeling. While his knot started to push on my prostate, he started pumping me full of his wolf cum, and I felt every single shot, as it hit my intestines. He was deeper than anyone else was before him, and when the seed started to move forward, deeper into me, I literally felt that, and it blew me over the edge.

I came two or three times before my balls felt dry, and in the meantime Bruno continued to impregnate me with his thick, hot sperm. He laid on me with his full weight, and held me tight to his chest as if he was afraid I might try to run, but I wasn't going anywhere. I was his then and there, and there seemed to be nothing that may get me to even want to leave. My ass hurt as hell, but I was in pure bliss. For the first time, I was mated with a canine cock, and did that felt great. It felt more than amazing, and I couldn't imagine why I ever hesitated, when I ran into a dog under circumstances, where I could take the advantage. Well now I knew how it was. How it worked when a huge, canine – wolf in this case – male takes over and fully dominates you. It took him more than next 15 minutes before he felt like leaving me, and while he was still firmly locked within my body, he didn't want to wait. He held me down with his one arm by my back, and pulled his hips ripping his monstrosity out of me. I yelled as if I was torn apart, though he managed not to do any damage at all. It felt as if his seed moistening my intestines, also made my spinster soft enough for him to leave early without actually drawing any blood or leaving any mark. “Don't worry, you will get used to it" – he promised, as the rest of his long dick slid out of me. I felt as he walked on the bed above me, how his cum kept dripping all around including my back, the bed and even onto my pillow.

Then he moved over and while I turned onto my back, he sat in a way that his balls were laid on my head, and his still fully hard cock, swayed slowly above my face. There was still a lot of cum steadily flowing from his pointy, red tip and it kept on dripping all over me, but I didn't mind nor care about this. The thought of having been so brutally and yet passionately fucked and seeded by such a handsome wolf and human crossbreed, was rewarding enough. He pumped me so deeply, it felt devilishly far inside my intestines. He continued to watch me, as I watched over at him, as his penis was still fully hard, and kept leaking the remainder of his hot sperm. “How did you like it?" – he asked after a minute or two. I only managed to led out a long sight, and a nod confirming what he had already known. When I looked at his cock, I could hardly believe I managed to fit it's entirety into my tight ass. He laughed gently seeing my reaction, and that forced more of his sperm to hit me in the face, flowing steadily from his pointy, canine head. I looked up at his huge balls laying on my forehead and felt their warmth along with their impressive weight.

The thought of having such male in my bed, sitting naked on my pillow with his naked ass, balls and all was actually a turn on, and while I thought that we'll be done for today, my cock clearly had other plans. Bruno immediately noticed my reaction, “You wanna go again?" – he asked. I smiled, and licked my lips which had just been hit with another huge drop of fresh wolf cum falling from his dick. “Depends if you can do more" – I responded teasingly, and he took up the challenge. Instead of any verbal response, he grabbed his cock and hit me in the face with it, leaving more and more of his cum on my cheeks. Then he moved about and started to push his pointy tip into my nose, making sure some of it will eventually drop down into my throat. It wasn't an entirely pleasant feeling, but he didn't look for any vote from me. And in turn it actually worked on me even more. He spread the cum I had all over my face, making sure he left no clean space, and then stood above me. I turned around and exposed my willing hole yet again.

In most of the stories I have read on the web – the top usually allows his partner to settle after the initial penetration. Bruno was one of those impatient tops who didn't much care about whether his bottom will adjust or not. With one swift stroke, after perfectly aiming his cock, he felt with his entire weight on me – this time laying on my back – and started another intense fucking.

He would withdraw almost his entire length before he forced it back into me. I kept moaning and gasping for air, as his heavy body made this a lot more difficult even without the painful and yet blissful sense of penetration. After one stab, my intestines decided to fight the intruder. My muscles tensed on the inside, and tried pushing him out, but Bruno wasn't going anywhere. He stayed inside, and enjoyed the stimulating sensation, while I suffered from my own stubborn ass. “No point in fighting me now" – he whispered but he didn't sound forceful or at any point determined to cause me pain. He knew that this motion was independent from me, and that the best way, would be to wait it over. The stimulation he got, actually worked against me. When my intestines gave up, he continued to fuck me as he pleased, and when he finally tied with me, his cock felt even thicker than before, and his knot gave me the feeling of having a balloon pumped inside, just behind by ass ring.

Well shit did that hurt, and how that felt good at the same time. The sensations of pain and pleasure got mixed up, and when he pushed his hips forward, placing his huge wolf manhood even deeper inside me, my prostate got squeezed like a lemon. I came hard and fast, and didn't finish until I was completely spent. In the meantime Bruno probably realized that I was already full of his first load, and sooner or later, there's not going to be much room in me left – unless he would want to seed me up until my stomach what apparently wasn't the case this time. He was still cumming, but decided to cut me some slack, and as he has done previously, he slowly removed his knot from my ass. My cheeks got so painfully spread, I was ready to ask him to stay inside, but all of a sudden – the pain was gone. The rest of his thick cock moved slowly out of me, as he moved his hips backwards, and eventually, laid on me once more. As he continued to shoot his hot seed on my back, he evidently wanted to mark me with it as much as he could, and pushed his huge dick back between my legs.

This time he didn't want to penetrate me, and forced his entire length right between my tights, until it slid under my belly, and moved next to my own spent cock. I felt him, and I felt his sperm being pumped under me as it started to soak my blanket and my bed in the process. His knot – still heavy and swollen – spread my legs like he was about to go back in, and I felt his dick pulse with the final shots of his subsiding orgasm. After a wile he was done, and stood up, again changing his position sitting above my head. I laid back – tired and exhausted but incredibly satisfied, whilst he sat in a way to lay his balls again over my head. His large wolf dick swayed above my face for a while, and when it finally started to loose its thickness, it laid on my face.

His knot was still hard and heavy, and directly touched my right eye, while the rest of his length, was stretched on my cheek lips and my chin. Still spreading the remainder of his seed, the dick itself was warm, and soft. “So what will you say? Shall I stay?" – he asked smiling at me from above. I opened my eyes, and though his huge knot now directly touched my eye, leaving some of his cum, I ignored the unpleasant sensation. I looked at him and also send him a tired but definitely happy smile. That was enough for him. “Do you always fuck so hard?" – I asked as we continued to stay in this position. “What do you mean hard?" – he looked at me as if he was surprised and this time it didn't look as if he was pretending. “I was very gentle with you" – he winked, and while we kept the long night talk, he changed. From a ruthless and dominant lover, into a gentle and intriguing partner. We continued to exchange ourlives histories until we both felt tired. In the end we continued in each others ebrace until in the end fell asleep, and that was just the first of many nights to come.

Bruno turned out to be someone more than just a huge male who wanted to fuck and needed shelter. We became bonded in a way, I was to understand later in our relationship, that has just been started...