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My parents didn't care much about me; as long as I got good grades in school, they didn't bother me too much, and neither did I. So when I got the news that my parents died in a car crash on their way to a business meeting, I didn't feel anything.

Sure, some people might say that may have been cruel of me and that I should have felt something as I watched their coffins be lowered into the family graveyard. But in all honesty, ever since I was born, they never once acted as parents to me; they were just people I just lived with.

I guess that's the downside of being born into a wealthy family. You can have all the money in the world anything a child could want—but not even your own parents' love and attention.

But there was one person one person in this world who gave me what I truly wanted: my butler. The man sacrificed the next eight years of his life for me. I consider him to be my true father and friend, who treated me like I was his own son even though I was human.

I loved him, my precious wolf. Ever since I became a teenager, my feelings toward the older wolf have gotten worse. No matter how many girls I got with, I couldn't help but think of him.

While I was lying in bed with a woman that I didn't even know, Kylan was back home, looking out the window with a book and a cup of tea in his paws, waiting for my return. He always greeted me with a warm smile when I walked through the doors of the mansion.

It didn't matter how tired I was coming back home after a lingering day of business meetings with shareholders to manage my family's company. Seeing his smile welcome me home was a blessing for me, and he had no idea what it did to me. I wanted him to be mine.

With each passing day, it was getting harder to hide my feelings for him, so bad I wanted to kiss his lips and hold him in my arms. Tell him that I love him, and whisper in his ears all the naughty things I wanted to do to his bubble butt. Kylan doing the simplest things stirred my loins—bending down in the garden as he nursed his flowers or doing laundry—it was the simplest thing that drove me crazy.

I was running out of time; he was in his late 40s, and it was time for him to retire soon; he always planned to retire early. I wanted Kylan to stay, but I knew whatever I offered him, he would reject it. I was already paying him triple his original salary, and it was already hard enough to convince him not to refuse it when he deserved it.

Now as I sit in my office, I debate how I would tell the wolf and how he would respond to my confession. Would he be disgusted with me? Would he hate me? So many questions went through my mind that I didn't even realize my secretary was talking to me.

“Is everything alright, sir?" The cheetah asked me, “I tried knocking, but you didn't respond sir," she finished.

I waved her off. “Yes, I'm fine, just stressed," I responded, hoping she would take the hint and leave, but she didn't.

“I think I can help with that." She smirked and walked closer to my desk. She started unbuttoning her red pantsuit, exposing herself. “I wanted to wait a little later, but I don't mind," she said, licking her lips eagerly.

I sighed. I knew it would bite me in the ass. If I slept with my employees, even though it was only a one-time thing, she's been trying to get in my pants since.

“So what do you want to start with first? We can get right to it, and you can take me on your desk, or I can blow you under your desk like in those-."

“No," I said sternly.

She gave me a confused look. “Then what did you have in mind, sweetheart?"

“No, to doing any of this," I replied in a serious tone, while she continued to give me a puzzled look.

“B-but.." She stuttered about to protest before I cut her off. “Leave; I'm not asking you," I ordered.

She readjusted herself immediately; her voice was professional. “As you wish, sir, if you need anything, I'll be a phone call away," she stammered as she walked out of my office, slamming the door behind her.

Today was going to be another long day, and it was only ten o'clock.

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After a long and painful four hours of going through paperwork and responding to various emails, I decided to come home early.

My hands were sweaty, and I felt my nerves build up as the driver pulled the car in. I grabbed the bouquet next to me. They were Kylan's favorites—a bouquet of roses. After thanking the driver and walking inside, I didn't see the wolf in his usual seat near the front window.

I didn't tell him beforehand that I was coming home early. He must have been in the garden, I thought, making my way through the large, empty mansion. originally It was my mother's garden, but she never had time to take care of it. Kylan gladly took it over, turning the once-dead wasteland of flowers into a now-beautiful garden.

The smell of blooming flowers withered through my nose, setting me at ease as I walked through the garden. The air was filled with a variety of scents, including iris, sunflowers, and asters, along with a few other flowers I didn't quite know the names of as I walked through.

After walking through the flower section, I spotted the butler tending to the vegetable garden he recently put together.

He was well-built and fit for his age, as his gardening outfit held tightly around his frame, and his light gray fur matched the dark blue overalls he was wearing. He wore a tan-shaded brim sun hat with two holes on each side that gracely fit his furry ears.

Kylan hummed a song to himself as he tended to the cauliflower. He had a bright smile on his muzzle as he did. I felt a rush of shyness and fear come over me; the questions I had earlier came back to my mind, making me squeeze the stems of the flowers I held.

I wanted to turn around, but another part wanted to desperately tell him what had been on my mind for years before I could even decide what to do. He turned around, letting out a gasp.

“Y-young master, I didn't expect you to be home so soon," his muzzle farmed back into a smile. “Did something happen?" He asked me worriedly.

“N-nothing of sorts," I quickly replied, stuttering as I held the roses flimsy in my hands.

“Are those for me?" Kylan questioned, pointing to the banquet of roses.

“Of course!" I replied eagerly, handing him the flowers, and he took them inhaling their heady scent, “How thoughtful of you, Young Master!"

“I was just about to have some tea; why don't you join me?" He asked me, placing the waterpot down and taking his gloves off.

“S-sure," I replied, my voice shaking slightly as he walked behind me, stopping. “I'll go ahead and put these in my room; I'll meet you in the gazebo." He placed his paw on my shoulder before leaving, making me shiver.

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I sat quietly at the table, fidgeting in my seat. The soothing sounds of birds around me seemed to calm my nerves.

I took a deep breath. I needed to get myself together before Kylan came back.

After what felt like an hour, Kylan came up to the gazebo, setting down a teapot on the table, accompanied by a plate of cookies he had made earlier in the day.

After he poured each of us a cup of tea, he took a moment to look out into the garden. “Do you remember how you used to play in the garden, Young Master? He asked before continuing.

“It felt like yesterday you were that small boy who couldn't leave my side," he said sweetly, reminiscing.

It was silent for a few seconds; only the sounds of the birds chirping filled the void. “I still do," I admitted, placing my teacup down and staring into his blue eyes.

“W-what do you mean?" He had a look of fear and realization in his eyes, but I continued.

I took in another long breath, staring deep into Kylan's eyes. “I love you, Kylan, more than you know. Ever since I became a teenager, I wanted you, but I didn't know how to tell you." I said it sternly.

It was silent again, but this time it lasted for a minute or two as Kylan looked down at the table. “But I'm old," he finally said weakly.

“I like older men, specifically you," I laughed, trying to change the mood. Kylan's tail wagged slightly, and his face was red. He'd never been this emotional with me. I found it adorable.

“R-really? Won't you want to be with someone far younger?" He stutters, looking up at me.

“Tried that, but I couldn't help but think about you in the end," I replied before taking another sip of my tea.

“I love you, Kylan," I repeated, the words leaving my mouth without me even realizing it.

“I need some time to think... Is that okay?" He asked me, his paws shaking the cup, threatening to spill before he put it back on the table.

“Alright," I replied, and as soon as the words came out of my mouth, his seat shuffled. I watched him carefully as he walked through the garden back to the mansion, his tail wagging furiously.

After finishing the cookies and the tea, I sat alone with my head spinning, but I only had one main question going through my mind.

Would he accept my feelings for him?

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For the next few days, he avoided me. I knew he needed some time alone to think, so I never bothered him. Kylan was stored up in his bedroom, doing what I didn't know. Instead of coming home and mopping around, I started working late until it was past midnight.

The mansion was eerily quieter than normal when I would return home. Usually, we would spend time together, watching TV, making dinner, or just talking to each other.

Now, as I walked through the pitch-black house, I couldn't help but reflect on those memories. I didn't even realize I walked to Kylan's room instead of mine, but surprisingly, he was still awake.

I could see the light shine under his doorway, but I didn't see any movement. He usually wasn't up this late in the night, unless he was waiting for me to get home.

I knew it was quite rude of me. But I just had to know what he was up to, so I placed my left ear against the door. For a moment, it was silent.

“U-uh.." I heard a mix between a groan and a moan from the other side. What exactly was he doing in there? Did he hurt himself or something? Maybe I should-"

“M-hm!" Another moan emitted from behind the door, causing me to lean closer, making the door slightly creak from my weight.

Bang!

I immediately fell to the floor as the door busted open, the light blinding my eyes. “I'm sorry, Kylan, I didn't mean to-"

“Ah, Young Master, I should have known. You were always a curious child." Kylan spoke embarrassedly. But I didn't understand why until my eyes opened again.

The wolf was on his knees, resting his arms on his bed; he was completely naked, with not an ounce of clothing on him. His tail swayed to his side, showing his light blue pucker for all to see. But that wasn't the biggest surprise; a few inches away from the wolf was a black egg-shaped buttplug covered in lube. To my guess, that would be the cause of the noises he was making earlier.

My mouth felt dry looking at the sight, and for a while, I was hypnotized until Kylan's voice snapped me out of it. “I'm ready for you, sir. If you would still like to have this old wolf," he teased, swaying his ass a little.

“Of course!" I quickly exclaimed, and before I even knew it, I had Kylan wrapped in my arms. His fur felt so warm and inviting as I picked him up like he was my bride, our faces inches apart from each other. “Can I kiss you?" I asked him.

The wolf simply nodded, too embarrassed to say anything more. “Humh!" He moaned, and as our lips met, his mouth tasted herbal tea that he loved to drink. His tongue kept trying to fight for dominance against mine before he started to relax. Kylan let out another moan as he finally gave up, and my tongue swiftly took action, exploring the deepest corners of his muzzle.

I could feel his limped cock spurt pre-cum into the silk suit I was wearing. I definitely wasn't going to get that out as of now; I didn't care. I deepened our kiss for a few more moments before pulling away from Kylan's sweet lips. The wolf took a breath. “That was satisfactory," he said, his face flushed as he looked away from me to recover himself.

But I didn't give him any time; I hoisted him over my shoulder, "What are you doing, sir?" He asked me, confused, before I threw him down on the bed, stopping him from asking any more questions.

“Ugh, that kind of hurt a little," he groaned. He fell right on his ass, his butt high in the air as he slumped his head down on the pillows. I didn't waste any more time taking off my clothes and throwing them around the room. Kylan watched carefully, his eyes trying to stare at my body all at once. “It felt like it was just yesterday; you were that little boy; now you've grown into such a strong man," he said as he eyed my groin.

The bed creaked, adjusting to the newfound weight as I got onto the bed. I smirked, making the wolf blush as I took in the sight of his blue hole winking; it was almost as if it were inviting me to enter.

After kissing my adorable lover a few times, I hoisted his legs up before lowering myself down to my prize.

“Mhm!" Kylan moaned, covering the pillow over his mouth to muffle his moans. My tongue lapped up the fleshy expanse of his ass, the skin of his blue pucker coating in saliva. My tongue swirled around his hole, teasing him and making him moan with satisfaction. Causing Kylan to eagerly push back, wanting more.

His asshole stretched wide as I pushed forward, accompanied by the muffled moans of the older wolf.

After what seemed like hours of eating out the delicious wolf, I pulled myself out of Kylan as he let out a desperate whimper, “Why did you stop?" He said needly as he uncovered his flushed face from the pillow. His eyes wandered to my aching cock that sat between his fluffy cheeks. “Go slow; this is my first time doing something like this," Kylan admitted. After retrieving the strawberry-flavored lube from the floor, I poured some of it onto my cock as the wolf watched. “I can't believe that huge thing is going inside me," he breathed.

“I'll go slow; tell me if it hurts," I said, trying to comfort him as he flipped himself over the top of his stomach, spreading his legs apart. "This is going to hurt a little, Kylan. Just try to relax," I said, spreading his ass apart, my cock settling an inch from his hot hole.

Kylan's blue-colored dick seemed to leak in anticipation, covering his furry belly in sticky precum, while he had a worried look on his face. He nodded his head, permitting me to go forward.

“I'll start slow," I repeated.

I pushed forward. His butt stretched around the head of my shaft for a moment before finally entering, causing a whimper to emit out of the wolf's muzzle. I sank in slowly, making sure Kylan was comfortable until every inch of me was inside of him. Kylan let out a moan. As my cock settled inside of him, Kylan's cock was now fully hard, and it painfully leaked more across his belly.

“You're pretty tight for an old guy, Kylan," I laughed, causing my dick to twitch inside the wolf, making him moan. "Sir, if you would please," he groaned in frustration.

“Ugh!" Kylan moaned as I slammed into him, then repeated, moving in a nice, slow cycle. With each thrust, his hole opened more, causing Kylan to moan louder with each thrust I made. “I never knew this would feel so good!" he whined. “Do you want me to go faster?" I asked, slamming into him a little harder.

“Please!" he desperately whined.

As quickly as the words left his mouth, I hammered into the wolf, and the bed under us creaked loudly as I slammed into Kylan. The room was swiftly filled with our grunting and moans, and I was glad that it was just me and Kylan here in the mansion. I went into a nice rhythm as my full balls continued to slam against the wolf's taint.

The heavy smell of pure sex emitted from us only added to our lust. Kylan moaned loudly again as I hit a certain spot. I finally found it! His sweet spot. I continued to repeatedly hit that same spot, over and over. “F-faster, p-please!" Kylan moaned as his cock was spurting like a water fountain.

Kylan moaned louder than before, his painfully stressed knot attempting to knot the air as it spurted a volley of thick, hot cum into the air. I knew I wasn't going to last long; I could feel Kylan clamping down on me as he came.

“F-fuck me!" Kylan cursed in pleasure as his British accent slightly slipped through. This was the first time I'd ever heard him curse. My thrust began to slow down as his hold tightened around me.

“Fuck!" I growled, my dick throbbed as his asshole clenched around me as Kylan came for the second time in under five minutes. I let out a primal growl as I pumped the wolf full of sperm before I collapsed on top of Kylan's sweaty torso, my cock slipping out of him.

The only sound in the room was our breathing as we lay on the now-sex-covered sheets. After taking a few minutes to recover, I was the first one to speak.

“I didn't know you cursed," I said, looking into his eyes. “It was a mistake; I didn't think taking it up the butt would feel so good." He muttered, still in the stage of recovery.

“So you liked it?" I smirked at him.

“Yes," he said, avoiding my gaze.

“Sorry for, uh, doing it inside. I was so caught up I didn't pull out," I said, embarrassed and scratching my head. “Well, I'm yours now, Young Master; it doesn't matter," he smiled. We both looked up at the ceiling, reflecting on what we just did while sitting in a comfortable silence.

“Do you really love me?" He asked, his voice soft as he turned his head back to meet mine.

“Of course I do!" I said it quickly, placing a kiss on his forehead. Kylan sighed. I could hear the thumping of his tail against the bed. “I feel like a horny teenager again," he admitted out loud.

“Do you think my boss is going to allow me to take the day off tomorrow?" He joked, snuggling himself into my arms.

"Maybe," I yawned as we both drifted off to sleep.

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