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Even though it wasn't on his muzzle any longer, Derrick couldn't escape the powerful musk that was left behind. He knew that he was drowning in the lust that it filled him with, and the shame he initially felt at that fact was quickly going to the wayside.

If Laura was okay with him exploring that side of his sexuality, why should he feel bad about it any longer? Why should he hide it?

Why don't I just embrace it and go as deep as he wants me to?

The scent upon the lion's tailhole wasn't quite the same as the saltier musk that hung around the shaft of his cock, but Derrick was becoming intimate with each one, at the feline's behest. Albaz was likely too much for a rookie to handle, but he knew that there was a girl waiting on the other end for Derrick to come home in one piece; sending him back completely broken might not be the best idea, even if it was sorely tempting.

"I've had doctors that put more pressure on my asshole than that, Derrick. I'm starting to think you're just phoning this in."

Of course, Albaz knew that Derrick was just inexperienced. What the wolf lacked in experience, he didn't quite make up for in effort, but he was learning quickly enough to offset his inadequacies...the blue lion wasn't so patient a lover that he would wait for Derrick to completely figure things out before moving onto the next lesson.

The wolf was quick to find that eating someone's ass wasn't quite the same as pleasuring a vagina. He could have guessed that much from the basic, anatomical differences, but as intricate as the folds and clitoris of a woman were, he was learning a lot about how unique a male's rear entrance could be.

I guess we're not all exactly the same, after all.

He'd never tasted his own pucker to know that for a fact, but Derrick was surprised when he felt Albaz clenching down on the tip of his flat, lupine tongue. "I told you go to deeper ," the lion's voice came as more of a caution than a reminder, and Derrick's eyes went wide as he tried to push his tongue further into the tight, squeezing gap, only to find the muscles in his jaw were straining with effort.

Albaz snickered as he heard the pathetic whimper of Derrick's failed attempts. His backside relaxed without warning, and Derrick felt his tongue pour deeper into the waiting tailhole the moment it did, coating the long, moist appendage with most intimate flavor that Albaz had to offer.

"Clumsy," Albaz critiqued, "And not exactly skillful...but you really give it 110% when someone gets on your ass about it," his praise was every bit as short as it was rare. "Perhaps it would be better if I did that in the more literal sense?"

Derrick had a feeling that Albaz knew exactly what he was after. Where this was a journey of self-discovery for the wolf, it was just an afternoon of twisted fun for the blue lion, who was sure to find a way to get exactly what he wanted out the day.

Getting Derrick's tongue stuck deep in his asshole was already a good start to things, but he wasn't going to get off purely from doing that, and he knew the wolf wasn't quite ready for greater forms of degradation.

Pain, however...that tolerance was still unchecked, and Albaz was deadly curious what the wolf could handle.

"Go on, Derrick. Get your tongue out of my ass."

Keeping his inner muscles clenched around the tip just a few moments longer, Albaz forced him to put real effort into springing himself free. The wolf recoiled slightly as his tongue came loose, still coated with the unique flavor that came from being buried so deep within.

Left behind was an oddly spicy flavor, as if there was hot sauce dancing across the surface of his tongue and tantalizing him with the opportunity to go back and get a second taste.

"Either you're smart enough not to show your distaste in front of me," Albaz murmured, "Or you actually enjoy slurping up my asshole that much..."

It would have been pointless to deny, even if Derrick's tongue wasn't still hanging over the edge of his fangs, eagerly waiting for another chance to dig in.

With a bashful cough, he pulled the warm, slick appendage back into his muzzle. "I, I...I mean, I wouldn't complain about getting to do that again?" he tried to come up with something that didn't sound obviously desperate, but knowing little about what Albaz was capable of, he didn't want to step on any toes yet, either. "It was definitely different than when I tried it on Laura that one time."

"I get the feeling she didn't reward you the way that I'm going to, either."

Given the nature of Derrick's visit, it was almost impossible for Albaz to avoid rewarding the lustful mutt, but that wasn't going to stop him from being who he was.

Derrick was bi-curious and quickly discovering that his interests were much more than a passing thought.

Albaz was firm in his sexuality, and the way that he treated his submissives.

Those two worlds couldn't keep existing on lines next to each other. With Derrick glad to just be along for the ride, Albaz knew that he was going to have to take a tighter grip on the reins sooner or later, but he certainly wasn't going to complain about that.

I'll be shocked if he isn't a whiny little bitch before it's all over, though...

"The way you've been talking, I didn't think I would get a reward just for tonguing your ass," Derrick admitted. "I figured I would have to work a lot harder than that."

"You're looking a bit too much into my every word," Albaz put it bluntly. "You seem like the type who would probably be into anything I threw at him...which makes it very hard to not reward you."

Derrick's ears went flat to the back of his head. "A...Are you calling me a freak?"

"Or a slut, or a kinky little whore; take your pick, really!" the lion went opted for a brief, verbal assault before he tried anything too reckless, but even the minor reaction from Derrick's expression was enough to drive Albaz a little further...caution was drawing dangerously close to the wind. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, though. It just means that I have to work a little harder to enjoy myself."

"You're not enjoying this?"

"Oh, I am," Albaz relieved some of Derrick's concern, "And it's enthralling to be the one to take you down this path for the very first time, but kiddo...you're nowhere near my level of depraved."

Derrick gulped. "Y...You don't know that."

Among the worst things he could have replied with, a challenge of any kind was very near the top of the list. Albaz couldn't keep from rubbing his paws together for a moment, and his brain was quick to hatch an idea.

"Hold that thought, and remember exactly what you just said."

If Derrick hadn't been so headstrong, Albaz might not have stepped away from the living room so hastily. If the wolf had simply accepted the fact that his feline companion was of a more twisted mind, he would have saved himself a world of trouble.

"Get in here, Derrick...and lose your clothes on the way."

There was a dry sense of disappointment in Albaz's voice when he summoned the wolf, and true to his nature, Derrick's ears went flat to the back of his head as he tried to think of what he could have possibly done wrong. He wasn't a fool enough to deny Albaz what he requested, however, and immediately began stripping out of his clothes as he stood up to head down the hall.

Not knowing what Albaz was really like in the bedroom, he couldn't have realized that he might have been stepping on toes, but he also wouldn't have known that Albaz was fresh out of mercy to share.

"Is this where...where we're gonna..." Derrick kept trailing off as he walked down the hallway and saw Albaz standing in the mostly dim recesses of his bedroom. There was a singular light of painful brightness, piercing through the dark like the rays of the sun through a set of blackout curtains, all with a camera set up behind it.

"It's where you're going to look into the camera and repeat exactly what you said to me in the living room," Albaz replied, never giving Derrick a chance to find the rest of his thoughts. "Hopefully you're not one for stage fright?"

Derrick _still_wasn't sure exactly what he'd expected to happen that afternoon. He came into the meeting with Albaz with close to zero expectations, but saying that the lion was full of surprises was an understatement.

Nervously, Derrick stepped into the light of the camera and shielded his eyes from the brilliant radiance. "I've never really had it before," he replied, using that moment as little more than a stall for time. "But do I h-have to do that...?"

"Oh, you don't have to do anything," Albaz suggested. "But I think you'll be much happier with your situation if you make the right decision, here."

Why do I feel like there isn't a right decision when it comes to what you want, Albaz?

Learning fast and thinking it to be the better choice, Derrick swallowed back his jittery nerves and looked to the camera, his tongue as dry as burnt toast as it tried to carry words. "I said that you didn't know if you were as depraved as I was."

"Yes, you did. I admire your honesty," Albaz said, his voice responding to Derrick at first, before he started speaking for the sake of the recording. "But I pity your foolish and misguided sense of bravado."

Derrick smiled nervously, his lips stretching that much wider with the presence of the camera haunting the back of his mind. "I'm not sure I understand w-what you mean...heh..."

"You think you need to match me step for step, be every bit as kinky as I am and put on some kind of a show, but the fact is that you're still just a bi-curious guy, looking for a little help in navigating your sexual preferences. It only makes sense that you'd come to me for help, but you shouldn't expect to be anywhere near my level of experience."

For a moment, Derrick was foolish enough to feel comfort in the lion's words.

"That being said, as arrogant as you're being about all of this...I'm really gonna enjoy fucking your brains out and beating your little ass."

At first, Derrick was unsure if Albaz was just playing up his lines for the camera.

All question of that fact was answered when the blue feline stepped firmly in front of the slender wolf and grabbed him by the forearm. "I d-don't think that's gonna help me figure anything out!" Derrick's panic was genuine as Albaz pushed him over the side of the bed and rested his spare paw on the back of the canine's skull.

"Maybe not, but I'm sure as hell gonna enjoy it."

Derrick's mind shifted to his lover for the briefest moment, wondering if she knew what kind of trouble she was getting him into when she made the appointment. Far as he gathered, she had to have known about the lion's reputation, setting him up for a betrayal from his own home, and a steady line of abuse from the feline that easily pinned him to the foot of the bed.

I guess it's only fair for keeping secrets from her, but...do I deserve this kind of treatment? He wondered.

The unexpected pressure of his cock emerging from the depths of his sheath and pressing firmly into the mattress made it clear that he wasn't entirely opposed to what was coming, and a firm swat upon his bare ass rejuvenated the flow of precum from his canine tip.

"Firm...and just the right amount to cup in my palm!" Albaz squeezed tightly, his clawtips teasing Derrick's tender flesh with the threat of actual damage. "It's a real shame you didn't open up to your girl about this, first...this little ass has been going to waste!"

Derrick couldn't remember which one of them first came around to the topic of pegging, but he wondered if the substitute would be adequate to quench his thirst for the real thing.

Of course, he'd never had the real thing before then, and even as Albaz guided the tip of his member to rest in the gap between Derrick's cheeks, the wolf still wasn't sure that he was going to enjoy himself, or if this was even what he really wanted.

A little experimenting was healthy...but Albaz never did anything in a small way.

"What if she isn't into that?" Derrick couldn't help asking, as if he really thought that Albaz would give him some kind of meaningful advice in response.

"Don't worry...I don't think she's with you for your masculinity," Albaz claimed. Keeping the wolf pinned rather easily, he reached through the gap of Derrick's thighs to flick one of his testes in a move that was equal parts playful and painful, but the lion didn't stop there, reaching all the way to Derrick's member, still creeping out of the depths of a fuzzy sheath. "O-oh...oh wow. That's it, Derrick? That's all you've got? I think she's probably more of a man than you'll ever be!"

Smaller than average, and much smaller than Albaz was used to seeing or feeling from a wolf, the lion had to wait to pass judgment until Derrick's cock finally emerged from the cover of his sheath.

Now that it was free, genuine laughter was passing from Albaz's muzzle, his pawtips pinching the tapered tip of the canine flesh as he inspected it.

"_Mrnf..._g-go on, ham it up!" Derrick didn't want to moan, but couldn't help a quick one escaping his lips as Albaz continued stroking along the edges of his shaft. Being taunted about his size made a fresh throb run through the length of his manhood, which still sat below average when it finally came to a full erection.

Derrick knew he would never live that down, but if he was lucky, he thought that Albaz might just keep the recording of their action to himself.

"I wasn't planning on asking for your permission to do so," Albaz replied, "And I'd thank you for granting it...but you don't have any authority here, kiddo. You're a wimpy little bitch of a wolf, hardly equipped to be called a man in the first place...and like a good little bitch, you're gonna take every inch of my cock over and over again until I'm satisfied. Understood?"

Somewhere in the pit of his being, Derrick thought he wanted a choice in the matter.

A leaking stream of precum from the tip of his member and a clench from his pucker as Albaz teased it with the head of his own cock made it painfully obvious just how much Derrick liked to be trapped into a fuck without a say in the matter.

"What's the matter?" Albaz spoke again, precum dribble from the tip of his feline manhood and pooling in the warm, eager tailhole of the canine below him. "Preparing your big speech for the camera or something?"

Derrick wasn't sure when he'd crossed the point of no return. It wasn't that he believed that Albaz wouldn't let him leave if he asked to, but his own lover had put him up to this; Derrick was still accepting that fact as he took in a deep breath and tried to relax.

"Y-you gonna fuck me, or what?"

The pressure against his asshole would have been predictable...if it came right when Derrick expected it. He was sure that his words were enough to drive the lion into a furious thrust, but when he prepared for the first delicious pass of penetration, nothing ever happened.

SMACK! The first spank was nothing more than a playful swat, but this one was a punishing blow, leaving Derrick to writhe in genuine pain. The sting was a long and lingering sensation, drawing his focus away from relaxing at the point of penetration.

"Without any lube? You really are a fucking masochist, Derrick," Albaz claimed. The lupine was completely ignorant of proper preparation, and felt a cool stream of thick, soothing gel pouring onto his tailhole. Every few seconds, Albaz dipped the tip of his length into the slowly relaxing entrance of Derrick's pucker, working the lubrication into his inner muscles and stretching his body properly, knowing that he was thicker than any toy the wolf had managed to handle before. "I'll gladly tie you up, beat your ass and cage your tiny cock...but I'm not trying to tear your asshole, dude."

It was the only mercy that Derrick would receive, and he accepted it gratefully as each pass allowed the lion to probe a little bit deeper with his member, rather than the single, filling thrust Derrick expected for his first time.

That came only seconds later without any kind of warning, robbing Derrick of his words. The wolf gasped and sucked in a squeaking breath as Albaz pumped forward and swatted the yet untouched left cheek of Derrick's rump, forcing him to tense up and clench around the full length of the lion.

In the silence, Albaz let out a purr of delight as Derrick clenched the sheets and sucked in a series of exasperated gasps, simply unable to adjust to such a sudden and fulfilling penetration.

"I knew what you were expecting, Derrick," Albaz admitted. "I could already tell how the romanticized fantasy of your first gay fuck was playing out in your mind...but judging by those little clenches, you enjoy my method a lot more than the one you had in mind."

Stinging, shooting pain radiated from either side of Derrick's rump, but in the middle of it all, pressure was beginning to subside, and pain along with it, replaced with a delightful sense of fulfilled ecstasy.

It wasn't what Derrick expected whatsoever; it was worlds better than that.

"S-so...so b-big..." Derrick could hardly speak. Precum was drooling from the tip of his smaller cock and soaking the sheets as Albaz started to move, his thrusts delicate and ginger to start with.

Different than adhering a dildo to a pillow, Derrick felt an intimacy in the moment that he'd never been able to experience with toys. As claws raked down his sides and left deep, red marks in his flesh, he howled aloud, but found the little odds and ends of pain were all part of a perfect chemistry, with bliss forming somewhere in the middle of it all and filling every inch of his being.

If it wasn't his first time, Albaz surely would have put a stop to it...but the lion was finally able to focus on his own pleasure. I thought he was practiced...he's fuckin' virgin tight! He thought, refusing to give Derrick that kind of praise when he was having too much fun degrading the deflowered lupine.

A firm grip on the wolf's tail forced him to lower his head to the sheets and flatten his ears. Using it as a handle, Albaz began thrusting with genuine force, reaching deep enough that his sack hoisted forward and slapped against the submissive wolf as both males picked up their pace.

"It's a good thing your girl paid ahead," Albaz murmured, able to feel the orgasmic tingle building in the pit of his stomach. "Otherwise, I would have made you work a lot h-harder for this..."

Derrick was plenty familiar with the pulse that ran through a man's length when he was getting close to orgasm, but he'd never known that sensation from the other end.

He sucked in a tight gasp and held it as the lion's member throbbed hard inside of him, generating more pleasure than Derrick ever expected to feel from the act. It was so much about the mental fulfillment of a fantasy that he never considered what kind of physical elation he might feel from it.

His orgasm completely snuck up on him, jetting from the tip of his minuscule length and bursting into the sheets as Albaz took charge, leaning fully over the wolf to keep his body still.

"You're gonna c-clean those fucking sheets with your tongue, you little slut..." he growled heavily into the folded, velvety ear of the wolf before biting down on it fiercely. Derrick was trapped, forced to feel the warm, messy sensation of an orgasm pumping across his insides and utterly soaking him.

He'd always tried to figure out what it would feel like...and as his insides seemed to melt with the delicious heat of feline cum, his worries did the same as pleasure crawled across his expression.

"I...I'm s-sorry," he panted rapidly, still wondering how his body could achieve an orgasm when his cock was barely touched. Cum still pumped from the tip as Albaz released the last of his yield inside of the abused tailhole, and drool spilled over the side of the bed as Derrick's tongue lolled over the side of his jowls. "F-fuck...it's g-good... too good! Nnf..."

It was hard to imagine a greater joy in life than getting paid to wreck a virgin asshole, but Albaz still wondered if Laura was happy with her decision to send Derrick off as she did. He couldn't imagine she was enjoying herself quite as much as he was...

...But on the other end of a camera, watching a live feed of the action, Laura's thighs were spread as a plethora of juices spilled over her palm and gushed from her womanhood; an orgasm worth every penny spent.