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Foot Paws in the Sand

By Komatose (c) 2010

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"I thought I told you never to call me again..."

The dingo holding the cell phone's grip tightened around it as the voice on the other end was one he had hoped not to hear for a lifetime.

"No, Kevin! You can't tell me what to do. I don't know where you got the idea to run away like that, moving on the other side of the fuckin' island! You can't hide from me!"

Kevin, the dingo on the receiving end of the call, just stood up and ended the call. His foot paws were deep in the sandy beach as he looked up to see the sun from the wide blue ocean.

"Come find me...would love to see you try."

He looked down at the phone's electronic screen once more, the number flashed once more of an incoming call. Kevin leaned back and without caring, launched the phone into the air, the ring tone's echo got quieter as it flew through the air and landed into the endless water, ending with a small splash and then the only noise remaining being the breaking of waves on the sand and the cadence of his own frustrated inhalation.

Brisbane was a little bigger than his hometown of Perth, but Kevin needed a change of things, and the move was good for him for the most part. It's not like he would be missing much. Family? Nah. Friends? More like enemies. Job? He could find one here easily. There was nothing for him back home but heartache and toil.

"A new day...Can't wait to see what happens."

Kevin had returned to his apartment after the morning's departure from his phone, he knew he could get a new one later on, not that any of the numbers saved in the phone meant anything. At least he had a vehicle, his yellow Subaru Outback, the perfect automobile for him to head back down the beach in. Kevin planned on spending the entire day on the sand and in the water, so he packed everything he needed, along with his prized surfboard, custom designed and colored a shade of dark grey-blue, a simple half moon with stars on the underside, making it look like the midnight sky.

The beach was not too far of a drive, about fifteen minutes away, however, he knew it would be a pretty busy day since the weather was perfect and there was a good wave report for surfing. He did not care, as long as he got his spot on the sand and his chance on the waves, after all, the more people, the bigger chance he had to scope out some potential dates.

Kevin's last relationship ended horribly, since it was bad enough his family turned their back on him for being gay, his last boyfriend was a complete ass who disrespected him constantly, and when he beat him, that was the last straw, Kevin wanted out and he knew this guy would chase him, so he left without a trace one day.

The salty sea air met his muzzle as he inhaled it getting out of his car, letting out a deep sigh.

"So much better on the east side of the island..."

He opened his car to get his things, a simple beach towel and bottle of water. He decided to leave his iPod and lunch cooler in the car until he needed them later on.

Children were laughing and running around in the sand, busty beauties warmed up on towels and big buff beach boys were flexing to try to impress them, a typical scene. He came to a spot where no one had taken and threw down his towel, claiming it for his own as he stuck his bottle in the sand and peeled off his shirt, revealing his trim and toned torso with soft, orange tinted fur with ivory interior. He kicked off his flip-flops, leaving him in his hunter green trunks with a black stripe running up and down the thighs. The wind blew through his fur as he looked out into the ocean, swimmers wading and splashing in the shallows and surfers of all shapes and sizes out catching waves, making him want to catch some too.

He stuck his board under his arm and made his way to the water, walking around towels and umbrellas and other people soaking in the sun. His ears perked, it sounded like someone called his name, as if it was his ex and he had already found him. The dingo turned in his paranoia and looked, but then the next thing her heard was a small scream. He gasped and looked down to see a small wallaby girl tearing up, her sandcastle she had just made been toppled over by the board.

"Oh shoot, I am so sorry little girl..."

She balled her fists and stood up.

"You big doo-doo head! I hate you!"

With a swift kick, she landed right into Kevin's shin and ran off crying, leaving the dingo to curse to himself and just wish he would have smacked her in the face with his board and not the castle.

Ignoring the whole accident, he made his way back to the water, not caring about some sandcastle or angry little girl.

Finally, his foot paws were wading in the shallow, warm waters of the ocean, already he felt calm and relaxed.

"This is just what I needed..."

He turned back to see the little girl stand next to a bigger wallaby, probably her dad and point to him, but Kevin just shrugged it off and moved deeper into the water, feeling it run through his fur as he used his board to take him out to catch some waves.

He noticed some other furs our waiting for the next wave to come, a blonde otter and a female platypus. Kevin nodded to them as he waited for a big one to roll in, he watched behind him and soon felt the water rush underneath him, filling him with adrenaline as he heard the other two cheer as a good wave caught them. Kevin felt his board start to be pushed away so he hopped on at the same time of the others, a big one breaking and carrying them all to the shore. Kevin caught his balance, feeling the water slash onto him as he let out an excited cheer, his tail acting as a rudder and helping him steer and keep from falling off and into the water.

The wave started to fall apart as it made its way to the beach, making Kevin jump off into the water, the leash of his board wrapped around his ankle to keep it from getting lost as he resurfaced and waded to where he could get out of the water to catch his breath. He placed his paws on his knees and panted softly, smiling from the rush he had gotten and then giving his body a good shake.

"Now that was a good catch."

Kevin, satisfied with the first wave of the day, decided to go dry off on his towel and enjoy the sunlight. He made no attention to the ground as he walked to his area, but he felt something different under his foot paw as he set it down, something smooth and jagged at the same time. He halted as a tinge of pain surged through his foot and into his leg as he lifted off quickly to see that he had stepped onto a broken bottle, blood was already starting to soak the sand as he gritted his teeth, it was a deep cut.

"Fuck...my...life..."

A shriek of an older female kangaroo ringed in his ears as she bounced over, seeing the blood dripping from his foot paw.

"Oh good heavens! You poor thing! This beach really needs better trash control. Stay put! Ill get the medics at the lifeguard post!"

Kevin sighed and sat himself down in the sand, he did not want to bother looking at his cut, he could tell it was pretty bad by how bad it stung and how much blood was slowly seeping into the wet sand under him, a few children and other worried onlookers stood around him to keep him calm, even though he already was and truly wanted them to just go away.

"Oh look! Here they come!"

The crowed backed away as a white ATV with a red cross and a lifeguard on it came to the 'rescue'. The koala hopped off and lifted his sunglasses and took a look at Kevin's foot paw.

"God damn, mate! That's a bloody deep cut! I'm gonna get you to the station right away."

Kevin sighed as the koala helped him up and they limped to where he sat on the back of the quad bike, the grey furred marsupial pulled out a large disposable towel and wrapped it around Kevin's foot paw to hold it from bleeding until they got there.

The engine of the small vehicle roared as they left the crowd and broken bottle behind for the next person to surely step on. Kevin watched from behind the ATV as it finally came to the small lifeguard outpost.

"C'mon, mate! Let's get in!"

Kevin just stared at the koala as he was helped off, and hopping on one foot paw, they made their way into the outpost. Kevin looked around the inside, mostly large glass windows covered the walls and there were lots of signs depicting proper methods of CPR and other life-saving techniques. The dingo remained wordless, not wanting to talk to the koala since he clearly had no idea what he was doing, but he was taken into a side room, very clean and well lit with equipment and medical supplies, but no doctor.

"Here we go, have a sit on the table there and I'll get the medic in for you."

The koala nodded as Kevin placed himself on the table, he could feel his foot paw throbbing where it was punctured, probably still bleeding as the towel was starting to turn red with his blood.

"I bet I am going to die here...this medic probably has no idea what he is doing either."

Kevin sighed deeply and laid back on the table, the cushy surface letting out a crinkle as the sanitary paper covering it had pressure applied. However, he did not have to wait long as the door was opened, he just kept his eyes on the ceiling as the 'doctor' entered.

"Hello, I am...Sir? Are you conscious?"

Kevin waved a paw at him and solemnly replied.

"Yes, sadly. And what is the name of my doc..."

The dingo looked up to see who the medic was, but he froze when he saw him. Not from fear, but he was shocked to see how...handsome this guy was.

The medic was clearly a wolf, his fur was a shade of grey, with black points and white on the underside, it was a North American style, he could tell since he had an American accent. The thing that really caught him were his piercing blue eyes, not to mention his body, well sculpted and showing well to the tank top the snuggled around his torso, the red shorts loosely sagging around his waist and a very bushy tail behind him. Simple sandals were on his large foot paws, an ankle bracelet around the left one.

Kevin was just staring now, forgetting anything he was about to say.

"Oh, I'm Vince. I can't say I'm an official doctor yet, but I am doing my best. Don't worry, you are in good paws."

Kevin frowned a bit, he was worried this guy was going to mess him up even more, but at least he was good looking. The wolf approached him and went over to a large cupboard, washing his paws first and then putting gloves on them.

"Alright, let me take a look at his wound...mister?"

Kevin shook his head, catching his train of thoughts again.

"Oh, I am Kevin Kurth, and yeah, there is a hole in my foot paw."

The wolf sat down on a stool and rolled it over, gently grabbing the dingo's foot paw and lifting it, slowly and skillfully removing the large sanitary bandage. His was so gentle for being so well built.

"Well Mr. Kurth, you sure do have quite a gash here, what was it from? And are you allergic to any antiseptics?"

Kevin shook his head.

"No allergies, and it was a broken bottle."

The medic wolf shook his head.

"Another one, I swear, they hire so many people to keep this beach clean and still they manage to miss the dangerous things. Let's get you cleaned up."

Kevin watched as the wolf got some supplies and brought them over, setting a small bucket down and washing the wound off with a bottle of peroxide, Kevin winced softly, but it was not too bad, not to mention if felt good to have the attention on his foot paws, one of his weaknesses.

"Yeah, that is a bad cut there. You might need stitches, but we can't do that here, might need to get you to the big hospital for that."

Kevin sighed, he did not want to have to go there.

"Just do what you can...Vince."

He looked down as the wolf caressed his foot paw so gently, so careful with his patient, he would make a fine doctor. Kevin could not help but blush slightly as he inhaled the wolf's pleasing scent, smelling of cologne and almost a pine-like smell, not to mention he had a good angle of the bulge in the wolf's red and white shorts.

Vince used a cotton swab to softly clean out the wound, not wanting it to get infected.

"So you just stepped on a bottle hiding in the sand? Be glad it was not a jellyfish, those things wash up here often. I think I can get you patched up well enough, it got you right on the arch."

Kevin nodded as he watched his foot paw handled by the strong yet gentle paws of the wolf, who reached for some gauze and antibacterial cream, and in no time, Kevin's foot paw was bandaged up.

"Well, I don't think I should be walking on it, right?"

Vince looked over the wrapped foot paw, holding it as he softly rubbed the toes, Kevin stretched them in response and let out a soft murr as the wolf looked up at him, their eyes meeting for a second, then both turning away.

"You are right, It's best to keep off of your pads for today, which means no more surfing, sorry that this had to ruin your day."

Kevin sighed in disappointment as he just realized something.

"My board...my board! It was left behind!"

He dingo started to panic, his board was not cheap by any means and was probably stolen by now. Vince just kept him calm by rubbing his toes again.

"Now, now, Mr. Kurth, don't worry. It might turn up in the lost and found or we can have our lifeguards look out for it, we will get it back for you."

Kevin's ears drooped, his perfect day out on the beach was now officially ruined by some damn lazy litterbug.

"Well, I suppose I should be getting home now. Best to rest up my damn wound since there is nothing else I can do. Just great..."

Vince looked up at him and could see the disappointment in his eyes. Though he had just met him, he felt really bad for him since his day was turned to shit.

"How about I help you get your things together? My shift is almost over anyway, if you don't mind."

Kevin could not believe the handsome wolf just asked if he could help him out, he paused for a moment, a bit dumbfounded.

"I...well...I don't want to take up your time...Vince...I am sure you are a busy guy."

The wolf smiled and shook his head.

"Nah, it's really alright. I'll get us a quad and we can collect your things, but first, let's get you in a crutch so you don't have to walk on your injury."

Kevin nodded as Vince stood up in front of him and went over to a door on the other side of the room, clearly were other supplies where hidden. After a moment of rummaging, he produced a wood crutch.

"Here we go, let's get you stood up."

Kevin nodded as he got it under his armpit and went to stand up, but quickly lost balance since he had never used one and was about to fall over, but Vince's strong grasped saved him as he let out a yip, then realized that the wolf was holding him and he blushed softly, feeling the muscled arms around him.

"Oh shoot...good catch, I almost wrecked myself even more there."

Vince smiled as he got the dingo balanced.

"No problem, don't want you to be here any longer. Come on outside with me, let's get you ready."

Kevin hobbled outside, keeping his injured paw off of the sand as Vince helped him onto the back seat of one, hopping on himself and turning the engine and then driving off through the sand to where Kevin's things remained untouched.

"Here are my things, glad no one stole them."

Vince stopped the quad and hopped off, going over to grab Kevin's things for him as the dingo watched. He picked up the clothes and then shook the sand off the towel and folded it on his way back over, handing it to Kevin.

"Here you go, want to go look for your board? Can you tell me where you where cut?"

Kevin nodded and pointed down to the water.

"It was right on the shore...straight down from here."

Vince nodded and they took off, Kevin feared the worse, that it was probably gone for good. Damn that stupid koala for not picking it up with him.

As they made their way down to the beach, they looked around, both heads and ears up high, looking into the sand and the water if it had been taken out to sea by a big wave.

"I don't see it anywhere...damn it..."

Kevin sighed deeply, but then he looked over to a familiar spot and his ears perked up.

"There it is!"

He pointed over to show Vince where it was, the ATV wheeled over in its direction. Sure enough, his board was half buried in the sand, it looked like something was being built in sand around it. Just then, a little wallaby girl bounced over and stood in their way, remembering Kevin.

"No! Go away! It's my smurf-board now! That stinky dingo ruined my castle!"

Kevin leaned in to Vince.

"I accidentally knocked her sand castle over..."

Vince just smiled and got off of the quad and leaned down to the little girl.

"Don't worry, we are taking him to jail for what he did, but he needs his board back before we can lock him up."

The girl's eyes lit up.

"...Forever?"

Vince nodded to her.

"And ever and ever."

Her face turned into a big smiled as she pulled the board out of the sand and dropped it.

"Good! Take him away! I hate him!"

Vince shook his head and took the board under his arm.

"Yes, princess, say goodbye to the dingo!"

She stuck her tongue out at him and went back to building yet another castle, Vince hopped back onto the quad, latching to board to the side on an attachment made for carrying them.

"That little girl really does not like you."

Kevin sighed and shook his head.

"Yeah, I am a real monster I guess, knocking over sandcastles made by children."

Vince chuckled and patted him on the back.

"Nah! You are not, mistakes and accidents happen, I bet the castle was really ugly anyway and deserved a good smashing."

Kevin smiled softly and snickered, feeling a little better now and just glad to have his board back, and after a small trip, made it back to his Outback waiting in the parking lot.

Vince killed the ATV's engine and hopped off, looking at the Dingo's car.

"Wow! You have some nice wheels here, I like the color, here, let me put your board on for you."

Kevin smiled at the generosity the wolf was offering for him, and could not help to stare at his perfect ass through his shorts as he attached the board to the rack on top of the vehicle.

"You know, Kevin, I really like the colors of your board. Reminds me of the sky at night I used to howl to back home in the states. I guess you could tell I don't have the typical Aussie accent."

Kevin shook his head and snapped out of staring at the wolf's rump and just smiled.

"Thanks, I really love the colors too, it's so simple but it means a lot to me. The three stars represent my three dogs I had growing up, they were kind of my best friends. And the moon because they would always howl to it at night. There were all husky mixes, the last one was part wolf and he was my favorite. I kind of...have a thing for wolves."

The dingo blushed, knowing that the one helping him was a wolf, Vince turned around to look at him.

"You do, huh? Too bad they are not native to his island. Tons and tons of them in the states, heh, I should know because I am one. Can't communicate with the feral ones at all, though."

He has Kevin hand him the rest of his possessions and he puts them in the backseat for him.

"I have only seen them in books and at zoos, just such amazing canines they are...I wish I was born one instead of a dingo."

Vince shuts the door and walks over to him.

"You do? Well, the fur on your flesh and the shape of your body won't really change who you are. It all matters what is right here."

Vince reached over and gave Kevin's chest a poke, right on his heart.

"Are you saying what matter's is what is inside? Yeah...I wish I could believe that."

Kevin looked down with a sigh at his sore foot paw. Vince pats him in the shoulder and meets his eyes.

"I think you are a good enough guy the way you are. I have only met you today, but I really wouldn't mind getting to know you more. Maybe we could go surfing sometime, well, after your foot paw heals."

Vince grabs the crutch and gets ready to help him off, giving Kevin the time he needs to balance himself.

"Thanks for helping me, Vince. I can say that I would like that, you are a really nice guy...and really handsome."

Kevin gasps as he blushes hard, not wanting to say that since he has no idea about Vince's sexuality. The wolf just chuckles as he helps Kevin to the driver's side door.

"Well, Kevin, that's mighty nice of you to compliment on me...but there is something I need to tell you...I hope I don't burst your bubble..."

The dingo sighed deeply as he was sat down in the car, he just confessed his attraction to a straight guy. He felt so embarrassed now as he looked up at Vince with his ears pinned down, but he was shocked to feel a tongue quickly lick over his lips and nose and then plant a kiss on his cheek.

"But I won't be able to go on a date with you till next weekend, I work all this week."

Kevin's ears perked again and he felt his cheeks get red again, not expecting this.

"So you are...are you saying..."

Vince just smiled and pulled a pad from his short's pocket that was always there to document things, and he wrote his number down on it and handed it to the dingo.

"Here is my number, just call me and we can arrange something. You take care of your paw now, and watch out for glass!"

Kevin watched as Vince closed his door and waved at him, hoping onto the ATV and making it back to the outpost. He looked down at the number, feeling a warmth inside of him and hugging it to him.

"Wow...Vince...I can't wait to see you already..."

Just this, his eyes widened and he gasped in horror as he started to panic.

"My....phone! It's gone!"

His ears slumped and he smacked his head on the steering wheel in anger, but then sighed in relief.

"Duh you sill dingo...just get a new one. Looks like I have a reason now."

He smiled and started his car, making his way home, and then probably to the nearest cell phone store.

The next day came, Kevin woke up to find that his foot paw was feeling much better, it had healed so fast that it amazed him. That wolf knew what he was doing, he really could not wait to see him again. First of all, he would need to get a new cell phone, best to start fresh with a new number anyway.

Kevin was relieved to find he could walk on it with no crutch, just a slight limp as he got a new cell phone, complete with a touch screen and all of the features that he deemed necessary. After signing the contract and making it back home to charge it for its first call, which would be to Vince, he decided to get some more unpacking done, since he had only been in Melbourne for only a week and had much clutter to sort.

"I wish I could find out where I put my damn shoes..."

He dug furiously through the boxes of clothes, trying to find the perfect wardrobe for his date that was about to be planned.

With the phone fully charged, he added his first contact, Vince. He did not know if he was working or not, so he sent a text message.

"Vince, its Kevin. R u @ work?"

Suddenly, he was responded back with a phone call.

"Hey Kevin! I am glad to hear from you again. I am at the beach right now, but I am about to get done with my break. How is your foot paw doing?"

The dingo blushed as he looked down at his paw, wiggling his toes.

"It's doing much better, thanks. So this weekend..."

Vince chuckled softly.

"Oh yes, I was thinking I could swing by Saturday and pick you up around 6 so that we could get a nice dinner, does that sound good to you?"

Kevin's tail started to wag behind him as he smiled.

"That sounds really good. I shall expect to see you around that time."

Vince was actually wagging as well on the other side.

"It's a date! Oh crap, I need to get going, a crying pup just came in. Take care!"

With that, the all ended. Kevin hugged the phone to his chest, just feeling all of the sadness and pain of life in Perth, the abuse of his ex-boyfriend, the lies of his parents and friends, all starting to melt away as he was about to date the most handsome wolf he had ever seen.

The days passed on to the weekend, Kevin and Vince texted each other many times each day, talking about anything and everything about each other, just telling each other as much as they could, and talking to each other at night. They both felt that they were getting closer to each other be keeping in touch. Kevin went to bed with a big grin on his muzzle on Friday night.

"Five fifty-five...he is going to here any moment!"

Kevin fluffed his head fur as he looked himself over in the mirror, worrying if he looked presentable on the first real date with Vince, his foot paw was bandage less and there was just a scar on the bottom that was still healing and a bit tender.

A text message lit up the screen on his phone.

"I'm outside, meet me here?"

He smiled an replied as he checked himself over once more and locked his apartment, bounding down the hall and taking the stairs since the elevator took forever. The dingo exited the building and looked around to see a car parked near the entrance and Vince waving at him, he ran over and opened the door and hopped into the passenger seat, grabbed the wolf's cheeks, and planted a kiss right on his lips.

"I missed you, Vince."

The wolf, a bit dumbfounded, just smiled and patted Kevin's cheek.

"I like your enthusiasm, Kevin. You look really nice tonight...and you smell good too. You probably know how us wolves rely a lot on smell, most canines do, but we are the best at sniffing."

The dingo smiles and belts himself in.

"Yup, I remember my dogs could smell when dinner was ready and would always wait by the door and watched as we ate."

He chuckled and Vince pulled onto the street and headed off to their destination. Vince was not fully sure what Kevin's favorite kind of food was, so he had a few places in mind to take him for dinner.

"So, Kevin, do you like Japanese food?"

The dingo pursed his lips as he shook his head softly.

"Not really, I tried sushi once and I really did not enjoy it, I don't like seafood, but I like pretty much anything else.

Vince smiled as he got an idea in mind.

"Alright, I think you will like our dinner plans, there is this Italian place that I found a while back and it is just amazing."

The dingo's ears perked up as he licked his lips hungrily, now realizing how hungry he was.

"You know what, that sounds really good to me."

In almost no time at all, Kevin and Vince were seated at a nice table-for-two at the restaurant called Papa Angelo's. Kevin, still being new to the city, had never been here so it was going to be interesting, the last time he was at an Italian place, it was back in Perth and he ended up picking up the tab because of his cheapskate ex, the one who took him there raving about it.

Kevin looked across the table at the handsome wolf who he still could not believe he was on a date with.

"Vince, I really want to know how you ended up in the land down-under. What's a yank like you doing here?"

Vince just chuckled and leaned back in his chair.

"You could say I just wanted to get away from things. I always had wanted to travel, and well, I was never good at learning different languages so I chose a place where English is spoken and ended up here."

Kevin chuckled at the silly reason.

"Well, that is a good start, but what about the things you left behind?"

Vince's face remained still for a moment.

"There was nothing for me back there...I kind of wanted to start over. Turn a brand new page, you know."

Kevin knew exactly what he meant.

"That's how I ended up here, too...To get away and start over."

The food arrived at the table, Kevin ordered the chicken carbonara and Vince the seafood alfredo. As they began to eat, Vince wanted to know about past relationships.

"Kevin, you said you wanted to get away, mind if I ask what that was?"

Kevin slurped his noodles and held his utensils still as he stared at his plate.

"An ex...most people would not run like that but...This guy is a maniac."

Vince's eyes closed slightly, thinking about the crazy things he could have been through.

"Sometimes we get ourselves in a relationship with a real psycho. My ex was just way too clingy and obsessive, I am glad I will never see him again."

Kevin twirled his noodles around as he looked at the plate, recalling many pieces of dishware being thrown at him...along with anything that was not too heavy to lift. Vince saw that he was down so he kicked off a sandal under the table and started to rub his toes along Kevin's ankle, making the dingo's ears pick up as he looked across and smiled.

"Listen Kevin, I just want you to know if that slime ever threatens you, he needs to go through me first. I've only known you for a week or so, but I see a fur that does not deserve that kind of mistreatment."

Kevin felt his cheeks flush a little red, not only from the kind words, but from the foot paw caressing his leg. Foot paws were one of his weaknesses.

"Thank you Vince...I truly appreciate that."

With the meal over and bellies full, the food being very satisfactory for both of them, the couple took off into the evening.

"Where should we go now, Vince?"

Vince smiled as he kept his eyes focused on the road.

"Back to my place, I feel like watching a movie tonight and just relaxing at home, with you of course."

Kevin smiled as his paw slid across the armrest and rested on Vince's paw, whose in turn grasped his and their finger's intertwined, their warm paws touching felt like little sparks running up their arms.

Vince's apartment was not too far away, though it was a bit smaller than Kevin's. Kevin looked around as he kicked his flip-flops off, leaving them by the door.

"Nice place you have, Vince. How long have you been living here?"

The wolf grunted as he gave his back a stretch, his muscles rippling under his shirt.

"Oh, about...seven months now. It's affordable for being big enough for one person, well, two. Not that that matters right now since I am the only occupant."

Vince showed Kevin to the kitchen where they got a couple of soda's and made their way to the sofa, Vince already having the movie in the player as he started it up. Kevin smiled as he saw the movie show up on the screen.

"Avatar, huh? I have seen this so many times...but I will never get tired of it."

Vince smiled as he nodded and leaned back, Kevin sitting on the other side of the small sofa, only a little space between them.

"Yeah! Same here, it has got to be one of the best I have seen in a long time. Wouldn't it be something to see a different planet and what weird life forms live there?"

Kevin chuckled and nodded as they watched the movie, sipping onto their sodas occasionally. Kevin wanted to be closer as he looked over and up and down Vince's body, his shorts just looked so inviting...like he wanted to slip a paw down them and feel about...lift up his shirt and kiss and lick all over his formed torso...but he had to calm himself.

Vince smiled as Kevin scooted closer and then wrapped an arm around the dingo, Kevin murred softly as he got a good whiff of Vince's intoxicating scent, laying his head on the shoulder of the handsome lupine male.

They sat cuddling for a good while, the movie getting deep into the rich storyline, however, Vince could not get something off of his mind.

"Kevin, I've been meaning to ask you, how is your foot paw healing up?"

Kevin's ears perked as he turned his attention from the movie.

"Oh, it is healing well, just a little tender but I can walk on it just fine."

Vince nuzzled him softly, getting close to his ear.

"May I take a look at it? After all, the doctor needs to see if he did a good job."

Kevin blushed even more as he felt a hot breath of air on his ear, then thinking about his foot paw getting examined by the same gentle paws, it made him excited.

"Please do, doc."

Kevin, though unwillingly, pushed himself to the other side of the sofa and hoisted his foot paws into the lap of the willing wolf. Vince first examined them at a glance and then gently lifted the paw that once had a great gash in it to see the underside.

"Let me see here...Oh my! Look at that. You are healing very nicely, just a little scarring, but that would be expected from such a deep cut you received."

The dingo bit his lower lip as Vince was holding his foot paw, his fingers felt so nice around his toes, but when Vince ran his claw across the arch over the scar, it sent a shiver down his spine, and a tingle in his sheath.

"Yeah, it feels like nothing happened...you did a good job with your...skilled paws."

Vince looked over to him and smiled, and figured since his paws were there, he might as well give him a foot rub since there was no harm in it.

"I am glad I could have helped, and to think, if it was not for that piece of glass, we would not be here."

Kevin's cheeks started to turn red as Vince ran his fingers over his foot paw, rubbing into the arch and heel deeply with his strong, skilled fingers and relaxing the muscles. The dingo was doing his best to keep from murring loudly, his paws were so sensitive to touch. Vince idly kept rubbing, sliding his fingers between the toes and giving each one its own rubbing as his eyes were on the movie, and not the tenting shorts of the dingo who owned the paws.

As Vince made his way to the other foot paw, Kevin could not help but push his back into the armrest of the sofa and let out a shallow moan. Vince's ears perked as he looked over to Kevin's blushing muzzle.

"I must be doing a good job, do you like foot rubs?"

Kevin bit his lower lip, hoping Vince would not notice his bulging shorts, he could already feel pre leaking out and in no time Vince would pick it up.

"Yes...I do...a lot."

Vince smiled, but as he was about to look at the movie...he noticed it. The huge tent in the dingo's shorts and his jaw slacked open a bit, ears twitching as he stared at it.

"Kevin...am I making you...excited."

The dingo nodded slowly, his toes curling in delight as he panted softly, somewhat embarrassed. Vince just smiled as wide as he could, so the dingo had a thing for foot paws. He knew just what do to now. Without a word, he lifted the foot paw closer to his muzzle and sniffed the toes deeply, Kevin gasped loudly as he felt his hot breath come back out onto them.

"Oh God...Vince...I suppose you can tell that I kind of have a little...kink for my paws."

Vince nodded and looked at him, as if he was talking with his eyes and body, slowly, he opened his muzzle and let his tongue out and pressed it to Kevin's big toe and gave it a lick, making the dingo murr loudly, the bulge in his shorts twitching as a spot of pre was already forming, the dog leaked like a faucet.

The wolf just tortured the dingo, licking between the toes and down the arch and nipping at the pads and heel, making Kevin squirm in delight, the dingo reached down to grab the bulge in his pants and squeeze it to adjust his raging hard-on.

Kevin watched as Vince's paw made its way down his leg, scritching into his fur and then crawling across his pants to meet the tent and wrap a paw around it and tug at it, Kevin let out a moan when he felt the strong paw grasp at his dingohood.

Vince was now spending his time taking each toe into his muzzle, sucking on each one gingerly, making sure to rub his tongue along the padded underside of each and nip at the claw. His paw grasped the zipper of Kevin's pants and tugged them down, the tenting blue boxers already forcing there way out from the member that could barely be contained, Kevin helped him by undoing his button.

The wolf watched as Kevin let himself out, seven inches of red dingo cock shooting out into the open air and thudding against his shirt with a dull thud. Vince popped a toe out of his muzzle, his eyes wide.

"Holy shit...I got you hard as a rock."

The dingo smiled, blushing still as he held his cock up, grasping the slightly swollen knot at the base.

"You sure did, Vince...you got me so horny...I just cant help growing for someone as sexy as you sucking on my toes."

Vince smiled as he grasped the dingo's throbbing, veiny cock and started to stroke it softy, Kevin letting out a stifled moan as pre gushed from the tip to slick it up.

The wolf had an idea, he wanted the dingo to see his own foot paws too. He quickly lifted his legs over the sofa and rested them right in front of Kevin's muzzle, who smiled wide and wasted no time at all into assaulting them with a wet tongue, taking in their musky flavor.

Vince could feel his own excitement, so he matched Kevin and opened his pants, reaching in to grope himself and get himself full hard as he revealed his own hardness, a good ten inches long, a good inch thicker than Kevin's at about six around.

"And now you got me excited, big dingo."

Kevin smiled around the toes in his muzzle as he moved his foot paws down to the massive wolf erection, cupping his feet around the member and then using them to stroke him off, Vince let out a loud moan as his body shivered, he quickly pulled his shirt off to show his nice six-pack and firm chest, tossing it aside and putting his paws behind his head to let the dingo do his work.

Kevin's foot paws began to slick up with the wolf's pre cum as they stroked up and down, the wolf now bucking his hips with each thrust, letting out a deep growl to show that he was being pleasured well.

Vince peeked an eye open to see Kevin stroking himself off furiously, pawing off his throbbing cock as hard as he could, his foot paws now rubbing together with Vince's canine penis between them, the tapered tip spitting more pre now and the knot getting harder.

Kevin was murring so loudly, his knot was as hard as a rock, he opened his muzzle wide and took all five of the wolf's toes in and sucked on them as hard as he could, rolling his tongue along the pads and drooling copiously.

Vince felt the dingo's foot paws squeeze his cock and he began to thrust hard into them, Kevin grabbed his knot and tugged behind it to bring himself into a false tie as he could feel his large balls tense up, ready to spill their load at any moment.

With a deep moan and a complete quaking of his body, the dingo let out a rush of hot semen all over Vince's legs, pointing his cock at his own muzzle, and shooting far enough to get some onto the musky foot paws, licking his own seed off as quickly as it landed, his throat murring loudly, eyes closed in pleasure.

Vince, after seeing this, cupped the dingo's foot paws around his cock and gave a few more hard thrusts, gritting his teeth and showing his fangs as he grunted and growled deeply, his larger cock spraying forth a fountain of hot lupine seed and coating the dingo's foot paws in his sticky, milky spunk as his muscles flexed and shuddered.

The two dogs collapsed after their orgasms, their scent clinging heavily to the air in the room as they panted, looking at each other, Kevin kissing the foot paws as Vince pulled the other pair belonging to the dingo up and cleaned his own seed off.

The movie came to an end and everything ended well, as most movies do. Kevin and Vince could only focus on each other and how they hoped that they would be able to see each other a lot more often, perhaps every hour of every passing day.

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