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Duke sat at the bar, the stools either side of him empty. He sipped at a drink, to calm his nerves more than anything, as he waited for a stranger to come sit next to him. Not a total stranger; he'd met Rocky online, a wolf like himself, and quickly came to admire the charismatic stud. Duke had heard some of their raunchy exploits before they'd started talking online, and talking to the man himself confirmed it. Rocky was a bit of a legend in the community they shared, and the young wolf could hardly believe that a nobody like himself could be friends with his idol. But maybe they were. He sipped at his beverage.

As fate would have it, the two wolves lived fairly close to each other; close enough to organise a meet up at the Knotted Mooring, a rustic seaside bar. It was early into the night, meaning peak hour for such an establishment, thus the place was rowdy with clientele. Duke wore a nice button-up shirt and shorts that showed off his various brown timber wolf patterns. The canine was lean and, in all regards, physically attractive, but it was his confidence that deterred anyone from sitting by him.

That was why he was here. The handsome wolf's head hung low, avoiding eye contact and projecting an introverted aura. Duke was the typical nerd, and as such hardly interacted with others outside of an online space. He'd long ago accepted that this would be the standard for his life and was comfortable to remain an introvert. But Rocky saw potential in him, perhaps a bit of himself at a younger age, and invited the wolf to meet up so they could work on his confidence.

It was quite a shock for Duke to learn that his idol was a nerd like himself, maybe even more so. He was also surprised by how friendly and uplifting the other wolf was. There was always a risk to meeting your idols, a chance that they weren't as impressive as once believed. But Rocky wasn't that. He was everything and more. Duke rather embarrassingly realised he'd become a bit of a fanboy. As expected, he was nervous to meet them.

Would they be the same as they are online as in person? What does he sound like? What will he think of me? The introverted wolf forced himself to take deep breaths and finish his drink, lest someone waste a moment of their night to ask if he was okay.

“Duke?"

A voice came from his side. The wolf had been watching the crowds and neglected that Rocky could enter from the side entrance. He turned, almost swiping his drink clean off the bar top, to see a tall grey wolf. Much taller than Duke anticipated- they must have been half a head above him. Duke's idol wore a collared shirt and shorts like himself, but the wolf's body was far more muscular. The term 'stud' seemed most appropriate. Rocky had short, ruffled fur and a white belly patch that extended from jaw under to his tail. For such an imposing figure, the big wolf grinned down at Duke like an excited dog.

“Hi-!" Duke blurted out, unsure if he should shake their hand or something.

Rocky took the initiative by sitting down and patting the smaller wolf on the back. He ordered drinks for them with the confidence of someone that didn't have any anxiety talking to strangers, something that always intimidated Duke. The brown wolf was quiet and soft-spoken, forcing Rocky to lead the conversation. They made small talk about things they'd discussed online, now able to talk at length without the delays of online text chat.

It didn't take long for Duke to open up as he quickly became comfortable in person with the friend he'd known for a while already. The two were laughing, discussing games, comparing DnD adventures, and chatting about others in their online community. The true purpose of their meeting lingered over them like a cloud, but Rocky knew he'd need to get his protégé's confidence up before they went hunting.

So, for an hour, maybe two, the wolves drank lightly and got to know each other in person. Neither was in any rush, but then Rocky recognised a sergal entering the Knotted Mooring. She made her way over to the other end of the bar to sit and throw a wink at the tall wolf where Duke couldn't see. The wolves wrapped up their conversation, and then Rocky put a paw on the brown wolf's shoulder.

“So, see anyone you like?"

Duke felt a pang of anxiety return. The location for their meet was for the inexperienced wolf to try to pick up a lady, with the aid of the veteran breeder. For the most part Duke thought it was non-serious and was happy to just get to know his personal hero over some drinks, but the prospect of a more interesting night made his guts flip. He didn't know how to talk to strangers, let alone a pretty lady! But he knew Rocky would do his best to help a friend out. Hell, if this ever were to happen it'd be with the experienced wolf's help.

“Uhm.."

Duke had been paying attention to the other customers before Rocky showed up, but that was a while ago; a whole new wave of customers had entered the bar since then. The younger wolf glanced around to see couples, groups of friends, a few loners that weren't his type, nobody worth bothering with his sorry attempt at flirting.

He was tempted to point out an obvious married woman to Rocky when he glanced along the bar to see a beautiful sergal. She had black fur with entrancing red stylings going up that angular muzzle- and she was looking right at him. Perfect! For unknown reasons, this girl seemed to show interest already! He spun around to the very smug grey wolf.

“The sergal is pretty cute, and she looked at me!" he whispered excitedly, tail wagging.

“She's still looking at you" Rocky replied, coolly keeping his eyes on Duke but reading the sergal's body language. “She does seem interested, so why dontcha go talk to her? Buy her a drink?"

Rocky knew she would be friendly and interested in Duke, but he didn't know that. That's where a push was needed, for the nervous wolf to take a brave leap. He was comfortable enough talking to Rocky because he already knew him somewhat, but an actual stranger was different.

“I can't just, go up to her-“

“Why not?"

“I don't know.. Who would want a guy to hit on them at a bar?"

“You'd be surprised."

Rocky tousled the hair on Duke's head, like an endearing parent.

“You might not be Rocky, but you're still a hot wolf. I think you got a good chance."

“Well, what do I say? A pickup line..?"

“How about this. Make eye contact and see if you can get a spark from here. If not, I'll buy ya another drink."

The grey wolf watched him take a deep breath then turn in his seat to casually lean over the bar and cast a glance at the sergal. She was still looking at him, playing with her drink and resting her chin on her knuckle. Duke smiled, blushed, then gave an awkward little wave. To his horror, the pretty sergal got up with her beverage and walked over to join them.

“Oh god she's coming over. What do we do??"

“Relax Duke! Be yourself. Be your cute, charming self."

The black and red-furred sergal was taller than Duke, though not as much as the bigger wolf. She sat on the side opposite Rocky and eyed the nervous canine curiously; he was like a deer in headlights. Being introverted, he struggled to make eye contact and was overly conscious about trying not to look at the cleavage designed to invite his gaze.

“Not one, but two handsome wolves. I'm Ryder~" she said to the brown wolf with a seductive purr.

“I'm Duke, this is Rocky." He replied in a voice that conveyed an awkward excitement. The wagging tail did not escape the sergal's notice. The tall wolf behind him leaned over the bar to give Ryder a charming grin. He'd given Duke a few pointers and tips that had gotten him laid- and even told him about a few of those proud occasions. Now it was up to Duke to charm Ryder's pants off.

The three of them got to talking, soon discovering that they all shared some nerdy interests. Rocky was proud to see the younger wolf taking his experience from getting to know them a few hours ago and applying it to making friends with the hot sergal. It was awkward to begin with, rocky you could say, with the charming wolf leading the conversations. Eventually Duke had the confidence to make small talk with Ryder, even dropping a few compliments that had the lady blushing.

That was the teacher's cue to leave. He feigned looking through the dwindling crowd of people in the Knotted Mooring before saying, “Holy shit, I think I see an old high school buddy over there. Lovely meeting you, Duke, Ryder. If you'll excuse me~"

Duke looked at his pillar of support with an utter expression of betrayal, as if to say “please don't leave me here alone"

Rocky fished out a crumpled bill and left it on the bar, more than enough to pay for his drinks, then gave the anxious wolf a wink and stalked through the crowd out of sight. He circled around to find a place where he could sit and observe the two while sipping at the remnants of his bottle. It was too far to hear their conversation over the din of the bar, but he could tell it was going well from reading body language.

He stayed to watch his new friend hit it off with his other friend long enough that the place was beginning to empty out, putting him at risk of getting noticed. Thankfully the two seemed enamoured by each other, laughing and touching a little bit more than what was appropriate for a public place. Still, he decided not to push his luck. Rocky left his empty bottle on the table and made his way outside in the cool night air.

He was a few seconds shy of booking a cab home when a message notification obscured his screen; a text from Duke! Rocky worried for a moment, wondering if his nervous student needed rescuing. Turns out it went far better than expected.

Duke> Are you still around? Ryder wants to take me to her place and asked if you wanted to tag along too!

Rocky bit back a laugh. That wasn't part of the plan, but it was no surprise that the sergal wanted both of them. Probably at the same time. This could be a prime opportunity to teach his student some more. He texted back.

Rocky> Was about to leave actually

Rocky> But sure! I'm out front

A few moments later Ryder appeared with the smaller wolf hooked in her arm, looking like she'd snagged herself some tasty dessert for later. Duke followed along, apparently swept up by the eager sergal and unwilling to give up a shot at such a fine lady. The three exchanged some details, then sorted for Ryder to drive herself home and the pair of wolves to meet her there in Duke's car. They said short goodbyes then mounted up.

As they travelled, Rocky noticed his protégé trembling slightly, though out of excitement or anxiousness he could not tell. “So, what's she like?" he asked.

“Quite forward. She uhm, admitted she has a thing for wolves. Not sure if I should count myself lucky or be scared. Kinda cougar energy, y'know?"

“Lucky Duke. I bet you're gonna get ridden by a sergal tonight~"

The brown wolf's grip tightened as his heart went double speed; Duke hadn't even realised that was on the table! She was really friendly and a bit lewd, but he suspected they were going to play games or watch a movie. The naïve wolf was under the impression they were like high school friends. He didn't doubt Rocky's judgement, it was just hard to believe someone would want an unimpressive wolf like him. There were plenty of better wolves, he thought, Rocky being a prime example.

They made some more small talk, which eased Duke's nerves until they arrived at Ryder's place. The sergal was fumbling her keys to unlock the door, then waved them over when they parked on the street. They went in and had some snacks in Ryder's loungeroom while discussing other shared interests. An entertaining hour of Dungeons and Dragons stories went by until eventually, Ryder couldn't wait any longer.

“Between you two, who's got the bigger knot?" asked the sergal, instantly stunning Duke and getting a chuckle from Rocky. The cheeky girl took advantage of the nervous wolf to lean over and grope his bulge, causing a moment of panic before he bravely returned the gesture by rubbing Ryder's thigh. The sergal purred and asked, “Can I see~?"

“Sure. Mine doesn't bite" Rocky replied before standing and beginning to pull his pants down. It took some convincing for Duke to follow suite, especially being compared to his idol. Ryder got increasingly excited as both wolves stripped down to their underwear, allowing her to ogle some tasteful wolf bulges.

“Are you sure this is okay..? We just met-“ stammered Duke, still unsure if this was all 'acceptable'. He knew this was somewhat the whole purpose of the day's meeting with Rocky, to build confidence and flirt with a nice girl. It sure felt like it was going well, and yet heavy doubts lingered in the young wolf's mind; How am I good enough for this?

Rocky read him like a book. “Dude, she wants you. She invited you to her house and wants to see your dick. Aint that right?" he said, turning to the near-naked woman.

Ryder nodded eagerly, looking between Duke's eyes and his crotch. “It is sooo cute how timid you are. You're a hottie! There's no need to be all shakey" she said, stifling a giggle.

The smaller wolf burned with embarrassment, his tan cheeks getting a tinge of pink to them. He wanted to deny it all, go home, crawl under a rock, anything. If he did though, he would be passing what felt like a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so Duke steeled himself and confessed, “I… I can't stop being nervous. I've struggled with this sorta thing forever, and I dunno how to fix it." He huffed then added, “Do you think you could.. Help me-?"

Rocky took the opportunity to stand tall and proud, embracing his 'role model' status. With a roguish charm that had swayed countless women before, he glanced between Duke and Ryder as he said, “I think you have great potential pup. I'll teach you what I know, if the lady wouldn't mind volunteering herself for two hot wolves~"

It was the sergal's turn to blush; it sounded like she was going to be passed between her favourite wolf and a potentially second favourite wolf. What knot-lover in their right mind would say no? Ryder eagerly nodded and stripped her remaining clothing, making a bit of a show of it; the bra was lifted ever so slowly so that the eventual boob-drop made them bounce in a way that was irresistible to men. Next, she slid down her panties and kicked them away, revealing an already moist sergal pussy.

“It's not fair if I'm the only one naked~" she said, almost salivating in anticipation.

Rocky gave his protégé a reassuring smile, then the boys shifted out of their underwear. Both had large bulges that strained the confines of the fabric, brought about by the beautiful sergal next to them, which then sprang out once revealed. Ryder's long tail swayed at the sight of not one, but two deliciously thick and veiny wolf cocks. The experienced Rocky and nervous Duke stepped up to each other, two sides of the same wolf coin.

As expected, the taller canine had the size to match, holding an inch or two over Duke and some extra girth. Rocky was monstrous of course, so the brown wolf being smaller was no surprise. That being said, Duke had plenty to please any woman. And he would soon have the technique to go with it- Rocky would make sure of that.

The two wolves stood right in front of each other, knot to knot, for Ryder to see what she was getting in to. Both were leaking musky fluids, their bodies preparing to breed a fertile sergal, Duke being substantially messier in his excitement. As the pre trickled down their lengths and mingled in between, Rocky looked at his student, who struggled to return the eye contact. Duke held his arms up in a poor attempt to hide his intense blush, as if his bare cock was acceptable but his embarrassment wasn't, even as his tail wagged erratically.

Ryder had crept closer to the two, almost failing to resist the urge to pounce on one of them and suck. It felt like she was in heat with how horny she was getting; arousal ran down her thighs and a million sex positions involving two wolves with her in between them cycled through her head. In a mixture of excited squealing and hushed whisper, she repeated, “Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh-"

Rocky stood confidently, ready to begin training the young wolf into becoming a breeding legend like himself. Their crimson shafts twitched against each other as he said, “So, ready to help me breed this cutie, pup?"

“Y-yes sir-!"

“Good boy. Follow along."

With that, Rocky turned to the sergal and manhandled her over to the couch- she did not protest. He bent her over the armrest, running his paws through her fur and making her gasp in anticipation. The veteran breeder teased Ryder with his veiny cock, gliding it up and down her exposed folds. Her prehensile clit gripped him, desperately trying to pull it in.

“Don't just shove it in- foreplay is important. See how she wants it?" Rocky pointed out, still grinding his length and squeezing the sergal's ass. She rocked to meet him, biting her lip and wishing the stud would finish with his demonstration and just fuck her already. He beckoned Duke over to take his place and stepped aside, getting a needy whine out of Ryder.

The young wolf, doing his best to shake as little as possible, stood at the end of the couch and placed paws on the curvy sergal. His timidness did not go unnoticed by Rocky or Ryder, who found his behaviour adorably shy. That would need to be worked out if he was going to live up to his stud potential. Duke had impressive equipment, even if it was a size smaller than the grey wolf's, which was plenty to satisfy the knot-hungry girl.

He copied Rocky's movement, rubbing that veiny cock along Ryder's entrance and feeling the curves of her ass, then with some encouragement, took the plunge into her heated folds. Duke was no virgin, but his nervous energy made him a bit stiff, as if he was worried about 'rubbing' her the wrong way. The way he thrust in and out was a bit robotic and left much to be desired.

Rocky stepped behind and grabbed Duke by the hips, "Alright pup, loosen up a bit, follow my lead. Now what you want to do is move your hips like this" he said, keeping a firm grip as he lifted and lowered Dukes hips into a steady rhythm, moving the younger wolf to fuck Ryder on his behalf. "And when you reeeally want to drive her crazy throw in some of this." While Duke was buried up to the knot in the moaning sergal, he pushed their hips clockwise to grind his hard length around. Ryder had to bury her face in a pillow to stay at room volume.

They kept at it for a bit until, like a father teaching their son to ride a bicycle, Rocky pulled away to see his student maintain the rhythm he had taught. The older wolf stroked himself off lightly as he watched, wanting to take over and breed Ryder properly, but he held back for Duke's sake. The sounds of slick, ball-slapping sex filled the room, mingling with Ryder's breathy moans. Curiously, the brown wolf was silent- eerily so. Rocky leaned in to watch Duke's expression, then came to a realisation.

“You're not trying to jerk off in your room without being caught anymore. Make some sound- you like the noises she's making, don't you~?"

Duke's ears folded back. He was holding back his gasps and his grunts; such noises were unseemly, but… Rocky made a good point. The brown wolf let out the breath he'd been holding in and controlling, allowing the exertions of his body to make him pant and moan in his timid way. He was still holding back a little, though it would be trained out in time. Small steps.

For a few minutes Rocky watched his wolf student fuck his friend, taking pride in the pleasured noises both were making. Part of him expected Duke to bust early, and to train that out of them too, but their stamina surprised him; the canine fucked like a machine. Still a little rigid like a machine too, but small steps. He was doing much better than expected for how much nervous energy he'd put out when they met, even if it wasn't 'breeder' quality. Rocky considered how to voice his advice, then decided a demonstration would be best.

He stepped in, parting the two gently in the most considerate way one can stop two animals from humping each other. “No, no. You've got the right idea, but it's wrong." The grey wolf took Duke's place, even sliding half his length into Ryder's well-lubricated pussy, savouring a moment of selfish relief. Rocky assumed the position he considered standard and held himself still for the smaller wolf's observation.

"Look, see the position of my body? If I plant my feet like this I have more leverage. Remember, some positions require you to use every muscle in your body. Dropping your hips with your weight, keeping her pinned down so she doesn't squirm too far away. It's a constant battle of keeping the rhythm, but knowing how to change it depending on position"

The veteran canine shifted and manoeuvred Ryder to demonstrate, each teaching thrust giving the horny lady exactly what she'd been craving all night. She desperately wanted the lesson to be over so she could get knotted by two wolves, to feel two virile and horny males fill her. Alas, if she wanted two prime breeders then her stud friend would need to teach this new canine the ropes. For now, she enjoyed the masterful wolf's demonstration, even his example moves bringing immense pleasure to the woman. She humped in time with Rocky, trying to get the big wolf forget the lesson for a moment and just breed her, but he continued teaching.

"Don't just focus on your own rhythm, keep hers in mind too. Remember, you can't tango all by yourself. It's a dance, and you both need to be aware of each other to move to the primal beat. See how she's pushing back against me? You need to match that, pulling out and slamming back in at the height of each thrust to match hers."

Each sentence was punctuated by Rocky pointing out his position to the brown wolf, then delivering a firm thrust. He kept 'demonstrating' on Ryder until Duke fully understood the 'whys' and 'hows' of his technique. It took a while, much to the sergal's delight, so long that Rocky was lost in the pleasure and close to knotting when he realised the shy wolf was going to let his idol finish before interrupting them.

With no small amount of willpower, he withdrew his throbbing red inches from Ryder's squeezing tunnel. Rocky took a deep breath then said, “Alright, you're up bud. Use what I've showed you, and breed this girl." He patted Duke on the shoulder, then took a seat at the other side of the couch next to Ryder's head. As expected, she dived onto his slick cock the moment it was in range.

Duke felt the immense weight of expectations placed upon him, tugging at his sense to flee. His mentor's fun-loving smile and the sopping wet sergal in heat before him were enough to grant the nervous wolf courage to continue. He stepped up behind the sergal bent over the couch and sucking off his idol, then pressed his leaking tip back into those welcoming folds. The brown wolf attuned his senses to Ryder's every reaction, beginning to play a game of play and counterplay.

Duke leaned over her to grasp two big pawfuls of sergal breasts, his thick cock grinding at her entrance as her clitoral hood stroked him off. The wolf kept on teasing her with the promise of penetration until she was almost whining for it. Ryder's maw vibrated around the older wolf's cock as he finally dipped into her moist sex, providing the satisfaction of having a cavity filled in the most carnal way. Her arousal built from a steady pace of slow thrusts, drawing out the pleasure and making her anticipate the next push.

“You're so hot…" whispered Duke, much to the sergal's delight. Rocky placed a big paw on her head to rub her ears and tousle her hair- his way of saying “You're doing great." She redoubled her efforts in trying to take the stud's knot into her mouth.

The slow and sensual thrusting morphed into almost feral pounding, with Duke's stance shifting to grip the sergal's hips for leverage and lifting one leg up onto the couch arm Ryder lay over. Rocky recognised an aggressive breeding position he'd not shown the young wolf; his protégé showed promise indeed. Feeling the nervous wolf start to go all out with such skill on her sensitive pussy was a surprise to be sure, but a welcome one for Ryder. She moaned uncontrollably around Rocky's throbbing length, her brain quickly becoming overwhelmed with thoughts of wolf cock.

Duke fucked like an animal, yet he read every tell and met every thrust with his own. The wolf was still nervous, hoping that his trembling limbs wouldn't be noticed in the fervour of the moment, and gave silent thanks to the rare burst of bravery granted to his idol and mentor- Rocky. He pounded into the sergal with skill that was still dwarfed by the charismatic wolf, though they were impressed, nonetheless.

In her cock-lust, Ryder deepthroated the grey wolf, taking his oversized knot into her jaw. Having fucked her to the edge of his climax mere minutes ago, feeling her warm lips wrap around his knot set Rocky off, causing him to growl and grasp the sergal's head possessively. A deluge of hot wolf cum filled the passage of her neck; she gulped it down, but the volume was simply too much- it filled her mouth then spilled through the gaps around the big wolf's knot.

Ryder's eyes rolled back in her head, the feeling of becoming absolutely cum-brained combined with Duke's own knot popping into her bringing her to incredible climax. She gushed all over the brown wolf's fat cock as he subsequently filled her womb with a dozen sticky ropes of his own impressive load; enough so that by the end of his orgasm her belly distended ever so slightly with canine seed. All three were exhausted and sweaty, slumped over each other and panting in the throes of sexual relief.

Ryder popped her mouth off of Rock's slimy spire, licking her lips of sticky fluids as she gazed up at him. “Perfect as always" she chirped, nuzzling into his sheath and balls as if she were ready to go again. Duke perked an ear up.

“As always-?" he asked, finally catching on to the relationship between his two new friends.

Rocky nodded, looking a bit sheepish. “I may have called in a favour from a friend to come let a cute wolf hit on her."

“Rurrr~ I feel like I actually owe you after this." Ryder rebutted, starting to huff and service the grey wolf's cock some more.

“Ah- was… this a test?" asked Duke, the nervous energy returning despite him being knot-deep in a sexy sergal.

Rocky leaned over to pat his breeder trainee on the head. “A bit of this, a bit of that. Don't worry, you did good. We'll be doing this more often." The young wolf's pupils dilated as he looked down at the female between them, clearly still quite horny. He laughed, “I meant I'll keep teaching you the arts of a prolific breeder, but sure! The Ryder I know wouldn't be done after a little knotting anyway."

“Mhmm" she confirmed, sucking on Rocky's tip before turning to eye Duke like a predator assessing prey. Ryder wiggled her hips, stirring the twitching cock deep in her creamy tunnel, and growled, “I wonder what you taste like~?"

The three developed their relationship long into the night, trying multiple positions and combinations. They swapped, Rocky breeding the eager sergal while she serviced the other. The wolves spit roasted Ryder, then held her between them with a knot in each of her lower holes. They took turns riding her and being ridden. Over and over until the sun came up and they were passed out inside each other, fur matted with sticky fluids. At least one of the wolves was now a father.