A Day at the Beach
A story Written by Sheacullivan for me and my passed away mate. I finial feel ready to share with you all so please and enjoy.
Getting out of the jeep with his arms full of beach gear Hammy the wolf breathed a sigh as his sensitive nose picked up the salty ocean air and the heady scent of beach goers from the day passed. A few said beach wonderers waved at the wolf as they made their way back to their cars to head home for the day while the wolf looked back to his boyfriend who was getting the rest of their equipment from the back of the vehicle. Horst the giraffe was just recovering from his stay at the hospital and was happy that his wolf lover decided to come out to play on the beach and take in a swim before the day grew into night. It wasn't like they could take a romantic getaway just yet since the ungulate was on the mend, so the sun and sands would have to do for now.
Hammy made his way to a nice area along the crest between the sea and the earth and settled a large cotton blanket down before dumping the other things in his paws to the ground. Stretching his back, the lupine heard a few soft pops as his spine realigned itself from him sitting down so long in the driver's seat before he went over to his boyfriend and helped the giraffe with his burden. When their paws met Hammy blushed and leaned up to nip his giraffe on the neck before licking Horst which earned him a quiet whinny of approval.
The two made passes at each other before the wolf yipped happily and ran off towards the waters. His tail wagged a mile a minute behind him before he dove into the warmth of the mother ocean. Thankfully he had already been wearing his swimming trunks, sans shirt, so the wolf was able to dive in and swim around without having to remove inconvenient apparel. Behind him his large giraffe lover shook his head while smiling adoringly heading for the waters himself.
When both males were inside of the lukewarm sea they swam around enjoying the red sun turning the waters a crimson shade, as if the ocean was turning their own passion for each other into something more physical. Horst was able to swim more deftly than Hammy since his larger body and long neck allowed him to become nothing short of a finely made shot when his arms broke through the veil of the sea to propel him forward. Hammy fared well in his own right, despite his heavy fur soaking up the salt water like a sponge dragging him along with the cresting waves.
Horst, feeling playful, decided to dive under and then come up beside his boyfriend without him knowing, so after a deep breathe the ungulate submerged himself and then moved like a shadow beneath the looking glass of liquid surrounding him. Hammy's lupine instincts kicked in and he stopped his peddling to look around only to find his lover M.I.A. Now, being the fantastically intelligent canis lupus knew that his boyfriend was up to something and decided to counter with his own playful trick.
Diving into the water the wolf was able to spot the giraffe coming towards him before shooting off in the other direction. This action forced Horst to divert his line of travel to chase after the lupine. Much of the later afternoon into the waking evening was spent beneath the sea, save for the occasional breath of air the two needed, before the giraffe finally caught up to the wolf and then grabbed for him. The lupine let out a startled yip which caused him to choke down sea water before he was pulled bodily up into the air where he coughed and sputtered, growling indignantly.
The giraffe laughed before he kissed his boyfriend on the neck and then blanched at the taste of salty fur. Deciding that enough was enough Horst dragged his squirming bundle to the edge of the water and then made his way to the beach before dropping Hammy to the sands. The lupine, as all canines would, immediately shook himself spraying water everywhere turning his bushy coat into an overly wet mat of white which he then presumed to lick. The salt water taste made him stop and spit out the vile aftertaste until a laugh caused the wolf to perk his ears and then look up.
Horst was even more soaked, if possible, and was laughing outright at the canids actions. Pointing to the showers some meters away. The two got up and headed over to the fur-made facilities. With it getting so late all of the beach goers, save themselves, were already gone home so that left the pair without a shred of modesty as they disrobed themselves of their Speedos and turned on two separate showers. The water was cold and made Horst shudder while Hammy basked in the coolness, being an Arctic lupine he revealed in the coldness of the deluge.
Scrubbing their fur until both were satisfied that they were free of the salty dregs of the sea, the duo grabbed their undergarments and then walked back paw in paw to their towels, Hammy of course resisting the need to shake this time.
Setting themselves down onto the oversized beach blanket the pair let the warm air dry their fur as they watched the red ball of the light sink into the ocean. Today had been a god day but it wasn't over yet.
Horst pulled his mate into his lap making the wolf yip and whine before he felt something hard pressing into his backside underneath his testicles. It seemed that the ungulate had become rather aroused by his wolf and was ready to show just how much so. Whinnying into the lupine's ear, Horst asked the question his body was trying to convey with animalistic sounds. Words weren't needed during times like these.
Hammy, nodded and before he could fight it he felt the tender nips of gratitude rain down onto his scruff making him shiver in appreciation. Gasping and barking in joy, the lupine was turned around until he faced his lover looking into his smoldering eyes before pressing their lips together. Reaching out to take the giraffe into his arms, Hammy felt the strong pulse of his lover thrum from beneath his fingers as he trailed them down the ungulate's chest, over his heart, on down to the beating shaft that lay unabashed between Horst's legs. Not having a sheath like the wolf, the giraffe laid bare for all to see...all eight half hard inches with the two softball sized testicles hanging in his sac.
Hammy was a true submissive for his boyfriend and easily broke their kiss to slide down the rough and yet smooth edges of the ungulate's moist torso onto the majestic package between Horst' legs. Not waiting for a conformational noise, the wolf opened his muzzle and lapped along the length of the throbbing piece of meat and then swallowed it whole. It was a little talent of his to be able to deep throat the giraffe without chocking, something he had been working on for the past few months.
Horst whickered loudly before he thrust up into Hammy's muzzle slapping his balls into the wolf's chin. When his hips came back down onto the blanket, the giraffe grumbled happily before whinnying and reaching a paw forward to caress the wolf's scalp. Hammy began to bob his head when he felt his throat muscles clamp down on the length of flesh in his muzzle and then slunk his paw underneath his boyfriend to play with the swelling orbs at the base of the ungulate erection.
Before long the wolf was soon slathering fourteen inches of giraffe penis inside of his maw and was beginning to feel the ache in his jaws when his lover pulled him up off of his cock and raised him up for a life giving kiss. The taste of himself made no never mind to Horst as he swapped his tongue inside of his mate's muzzle. When they broke away the ungulate lifted his wolf up over himself where the lupine's tail was flickering over the edge of the beating shaft before setting the other down until Hammy's tailhole kissed the mushroomed tip of his cock. The two lover's stared at each other before the wolf lifted his tail up as far as it would rise and then nodded to his boyfriend. In an instant the lupine's muzzle and tailhole opened as two and a half inch wide penis breached his anus and then pushed in with unforgiving force.
It hurt, it burned, and it made the wolf sob a bit but Hammy was strong enough to keep himself calm as the giraffe let him down easily onto the length of his pole. Horst always made sure to watch his mate in case he couldn't handle it all but was amazed by every time his lupine took all of him like a pro. The wolf's claws digging into his arms as he held on for dear life were just a side part to the pleasure that was to come.
When the wolf's hips met the giraffe's the two were one again. The tear streaked eyes belonging to Hammy were eyes brushed over by a strong, caring finger before Horst wrapped his long neck around his boyfriend, holding him close.
Minutes ticked by and the sun disappeared beyond the distance getting one last peek at the two lovers before night cast a veil over the world and the moon took up its siblings voyeuristic gazing. When the stars began to shimmer in the darkness Hammy nodded to his boyfriend and then braced himself for what was to come. The feeling of his insides rearranging them was always a interesting effect as the giraffe lifted him from his cock making the flesh inside of his tailhole wrap the length of ungulate meat inside in a vice to hold on to the full feeling. Once eleven or so inches were free the giraffe steady himself and sat the wolf back down.
It was easier this time around to take the full girth and tower of flesh into himself and Hammy was able to breathe around the lump in his throat as he was speared again. Amazingly enough, his own sheath had expanded allowing his eight inch of lupine cock to pulse outside in the warm night air while his knot began to inflate and swell. Horst watched this as he lifted and lowered his mate onto and off of his shaft. He moved with careful ease at first, not wanting to tear his wolf apart before the slick inner tubing of Hammy's backside grew slick with his own inner juices and giraffe pre come made the motions much easier causing the ungulate to sped up his hammering.
Hammy was able to make his own rhythm as he danced his hips against his boyfriend's letting him nearly howl out his excitement when Horst hit something dead on inside of his body making him see stars not in the sky. Wrapping his arms around the giraffe, the wolf held on as he grew bolder and slammed his hips against his lover's while growling into the ungulate's upper throat. He wanted this, needed this feel of being complete that he got from being one with his mate. Laying simple licks onto Horst throat Hammy whimpered and nuzzled his mate as only a wolf could before he gasped and arched up into him.
Horst was snorting and nearly stamping a leg at the sand and beach blanket as he felt his peek draw near. Wanting to prolong their unification, the giraffe stopped all motion and then reached out to fist his wolf's cock while letting it drip carelessly onto his broad fingers. The beautiful piece of canis lupus meat was a treasure which the ungulate palmed with rapid ease the same as he did with the wolf's butt. He wanted to see his lover in the throes of ecstasy before he washed the other's backside with his white dregs of semen. Gripping Hammy's knot and squeezing it, Horst got his wish as his boyfriend tilted his muzzle back and cried out to the rising moon as his cock spurted white strips of life onto the giraffe.
Horst chocked a surprised gasp when he felt his hips thrust up and then his cum splash into the lupine's tailhole. He had forgotten how tight his lover became when he climaxed and that his fourteen inches were buried in the folds of the wolf's anus. When his load began to fill up Hammy's inner depths it surged out of his tail and onto their shared laps coating the two in seed. The two lover's laughed when they came down their individual highs and then collapsed down in a rush, Hammy using his mate as a cushion and licking the ungulate's neck in a show of thanks.
Too tired to move Horst decided to crisscross his arms over his boyfriend's backside and nuzzle him into the lad of Nod. There was no sense trying to get up since his erection had locked inside of the wolf from sheer girth and both were too pleasurably exhausted to bother caring. Hammy nuzzled his lover while flexing his tail around his mate's shaft and getting a quiet whicker of approval for his troubles.
With the moon rising above watching the two lovers and the warm scent of fresh mating around them Hammy and Horst nodded off while breathing in the scent of the other. The salty sea air and the dull roar of the sea were a perfect cradle to the pair who loved each other enough to share this moment and many more together. The moon rose up through the night sky watching them with its gentle light as time steadily moved onwards. This moment right now was all that mattered, everything else was as dust in the wind to the pair...
Isn't that the way love's supposed to be...