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Two: Outed Badly

Wolford felt sick, a date had been arranged for him and Artem when the adults were at church and Wolford was going to have to pretend to be sick... but he was not really pretending. Since Vic had awoken such sensations within there had been no real chance to play with himself and he was not as keen on the idea of Artem when he wanted Vic. Worse still, Larry's new best friend Gary was over every day and he was weirdly drawn to Wolford and eager to sit beside him and talk to him. Once or twice Little Wolf had been sure Gary had stroked his leg with his tail and well, currently he was in Wolford's room.

"You sure you don't want me to hang back and take care of you? I don't mind staying back and going over your police books with you. Seriously Nate, you can talk to me about it... I do understand what you're feeling right now, I've been through it too. I will listen." Gary had been like this all week; he was openly gay looking for wolves and the pack here welcomed him where his had not. It was clear to Wolford that Larry may be Gary's best friend, but Larry was trying to set them up. Though Gary was a good guy and a good friend, he wasn't a fox and he wasn't Vic. "Seriously Nate, you can tell me... I guessed you had a rejection and..."

"Please, Gary... I don't think I can really deal with any of this right now. I just... I just don't think you'd understand it as much as you think you would... and I'm really not feeling well." Wolford groaned softly, rolling in his bed with his ears flat and an expression of woe upon his face that made the white wolf beside him appear anxious. For Gary, it was hard not to be attracted to Wolford, more so than to Larry or Barry, even younger Wolford just looked more intimidating and stern, plus he was sincere when he spoke, even if his voice was quite deep and he had a good mind with a real desire to help above a pay grade. He also was not prejudiced to anyone, something Gary had never met before and had to admit he was guilty of prejudice towards foxes and their ilk. Gary wanted Wolford to realise he could be a good match for him, that his experience meant the young wolf would be safe out there... but Wolford was not interested. "You don't want to miss a time at church... the Boss would get worried."

"He has been good to me, but if you need me for anything, bud, you just have to ask Larry and he'll give me a call or give you my number. Don't be a stranger with me... right?" Gary stated with a friendly smile but his ears were slightly drooped and there was a forlorn expression upon his face. He really wanted Wolford to notice him, he really did but clearly it was going to take time and Gary stood up to go. He was startled as he left to find Vic standing in the doorway to the room, eyeing him up aggressively as if he were guarding Wolford. Gary dropped his dark tipped ears back and his hackles raised in warning to the fox as he turned to him and Vic almost tried to eye him up. "Shouldn't you be downstairs with your Arctic friend already? He's probably wondering where you padded off to."

"You got a lot of nerve; this happens to be my room as well. Besides, you're the one who's running late..." Vic snarled gently in warning and then when Larry called up to Gary, the wolf stepped down from the attic and Vic gave a snort. He waited till he heard everyone leave as they all said their goodbyes to Wolford and he whimpered down to them. Vic then strolled over to Wolford's side, knowing Artem would stay downstairs until he got the go ahead to go upstairs. Vic though was shaking his head in amusement as he settled down on the bed beside Wolford and patted his shoulder as Wolford sat up, trembling in anxiety. "Sheesh... that Gary's really into you... maybe he knows about those tight cheeks of yours... Artem will be up in a minute, I'll be downstairs, just yell for me if he's being a cunt."

"I suppose calling him a dick would have defeated the purpose." Wolford grinned, his ears straightening and his tongue lolling in such a cheeky expression that Vic could not stop himself from laughing. He then hopped off the bed and padded out of the room, leaving Wolford to try and prep himself. Wolford had been glad that Vic had gotten him an enema, the embarrassing sounds had helped convince the household that Wolford had a bad stomach but it had really cleaned him out and made him feel just a little looser. Wolford now rolled off the bed, rolled up the cover and then threw a bed sheet over it that he'd get some food stains on and rip a few holes in so it would not be questioned being in the trash. He then pulled out the little sachet of lubricant and the condom from under his pillow that Vic had left him, only to grimace at the tiny size of the fox condom. He then recalled what it had looked like when he'd tried to rub himself against Vic, just how big he was in comparison and he was worried... was Artem really going to be okay with this?

There was a sound by the door and Wolford turned around with his ears down and his tail tucked straight between his legs, he was startled to see the plush white fur of the Arctic fox as he stepped into the room rather calmly, set his phone on the top of the dresser opposite the bed with a grunt he needed to know where it was should Dixon call him in. Wolford didn't question it, he was trembling in anxiety as he watched Artem then remove all his clothes, his sheath lost amongst his plush warm fur as he padded to the bed and then flopped himself down on it, looking to the lubricant and the condom and giving a soft snort. He'd been told about the very tight hole, but he'd still found it hard to believe that Wolford wanted to be on the bottom when it was clear from the photo that had been sent to him, the wolf was quite thick.

"You gonna just stand there or come here?" Artem questioned with a soft chuckle, his grin somehow more wicked for his shorter muzzle. Wolford blushed, his ears drooping and he was looking suddenly small and very submissive before he gently stepped over to the bed, unzipped his jeans and then settled onto the bed beside the smaller white fox, showing off his boxers and the white fox chuckled. With such thick fur, Artem never had to worry about anyone seeing his junk, but he was bemused by the anxious expression of the wolf sitting beside him still with a black shirt on and boxers that weren't doing much to hide the visible thick sheath, which looked long enough for Artem to lick his jaw and grin at the thought of doing a little docking. He then stretched a paw up, grasping the bottom of Wolford's jaw and pulling his head down before pressing his mouth to his in a firm, clapping kiss as Wolford's eyes were tightly shut. When he gave a soft moan from it, Artem grinned and stretched a paw to stroke Wolford's shoulder. "I'll ease you into it, Pup... are you sure you wanna be beneath a fox?"

"Yes... I... I want to be on the bottom..." Wolford whimpered softly as they kissed again, Artem stroking under the wolf's longer muzzle before asking him to repeat it a little louder. Even though Wolford kept his tail tucked in, his body was trembling in pleasure to be touched by someone, to be given gentility where Vic had been rather rough and unkind, he said it louder with a desperate look in his face and Artem chuckled. They kissed again, Artem's tail slowly swinging out to stroke the edge of Wolford's leg, encouraging him to let his tail relax as the fox then dropped a paw from rubbing his shoulder to shift up his shirt, searching for a teat to tease and aid the young wolf into getting in the right mood and Wolford gave a sudden whimper. "It... it hurts..."

"I'm sorry... it wrinkled up because you were getting excited. I'll rub it a little, it'll feel better and get softer..." Artem growled softly, nuzzling his nose against Wolford's chest to make the young wolf blush and look anxious. He grit his teeth, not sure whether it felt good or bad as Artem's soft, warm, fluffy paw just rolled softly over the small teat and it started to relax. It was odd all the same, his mouth watering slightly because he felt something tingling in his body as he felt the pain soothing to something more pleasurable and Wolford began to give a soft whine. Artem smiled, shifting the shirt up and pressing his short nose up into the clothes and then rolled his warm tongue over the straightened nipple, making Wolford gave a sharp whine of pleasure and threw his head back with a groan as Artem continued to lap quickly and softly at the exposed teat before stretching his hand up to stroke Wolford's neck and the wolf bent his head down. Artem and him kissed softly again, their tongues flicking just gently together, the soft clapping sounds of their lips followed by their soft little grunts of pleasure before Artem dropped his paw to stroke at Wolford's thighs as he lowered his head in anxiety. "Its okay Wolford... how about I play with your sheath a bit? You'll like it..."

"My sheath?" Wolford questioned anxiously, his ears pushed back with confusion and anxiety as the white fox nodded his head, slowly rolling his tongue about his jaw with a grin of delight before he beckoned Wolford to pull his pants down. Wolford did so slowly, feeling utterly embarrassed as he looked down at himself and Artem just grinned up at him, stretching his white paw down to gently grasp at Wolford's thick, wide sheath as Wolford gave a shudder of anxiety but excitement. Artem then pulled the sheath upward, rather than downward, gently easing it up to stroke the form hidden within but not to encourage it out and Wolford gave a sudden whistling whoop of shock. Then Artem chuckled as he lay down along the bed, sitting within Wolford's legs and gently grasping his sheath again, stretching the skin up to make Wolford tremble before Artem dropped his mouth over it. He gripped his lips about the sheath, pushing it down a little to let his tongue tickle the tip within as Wolford gave a whimper before Artem pulled the sheath up with a suck, letting it go with a funny almost popping sound from his lips clapping over it. Then Artem did the same thing again and again, Wolford trembling as the tug made his sheath tighten about his form, forcing him to swell within his sheath, and curiously the sheath seemed oddly more elastic. Artem then suddenly knelt up, grasping himself within his fur and giving himself a few rubs before showing off his smaller, bright pink cock that was already fully erect and he grinned up at Wolford. "Uh... did... did you want me to lick it? I... I think I can suck on it; I've never tried but..."

"Heh... you're eager, I like it... but nah... this is more fun. You ever hear of docking? It may seem a little uncomfortable at first, but it feels really good..." Artem was licking his lips as he stroked at the lip of Wolford's sheath though Wolford's teeth clenched anxiously as he felt the softest little finger poke into the opening, just probing in before it tapped the hot tip of the cock to make Wolford yelp slightly. Artem then paused and bent his head down to start sucking at the sheath again, stretching it up and making Wolford whimper softly before he was able to stick his tongue in again and Wolford sighed happily. Artem then smiled, shuffling closer and gently pressing his own hot tip to the edge of the sheath, the heat alone was enough to make Wolford shudder in joy before the fox's sharp, much smaller cock, was gently pushed into the sheath. The sudden stretching made Wolford gulp and groan in a mix of pleasure and pain before he felt their tips touching, the burning heat and sudden contact made him give a soft moan. Artem licked his lips again before giving a soft chuckle, grasped the sheath and rolled his paw up and down it, pulling it up again and over his own form. The strange mix of sensations urged Artem to give a soft gasp as Wolford gave a shudder of his hips and a whimper. Artem leant forward, his tongue grazing against the bottom of Wolford's chest as he lifted the shirt again before he looked lovingly up at the wolf. "It's a little rough at first, but we'll both swell and push against each other more... its almost like I'm penetrating you this way... but if it hurts too much or you don't like it, I'll stop."

"No... no... it's... it's okay... I just... its so hot and... and... ugh... I like it..." Wolford whimpered, feeling the fox's cock seemingly roll and rub against the head of his own, stretching the sheath out a little as it stroked along the side of the head, Wolford's knot starting to bubble up slightly and he was worried that he might swell too much and force his sheath down. As he moaned softly, Artem continued to rub at him, making sure they were both getting pretty excited and hard, feeling little tingling splashes of precum hit his member as he chuckled up at the young wolf and then paused. Artem tugged at Wolford's shirt, begging him to lean down and then they kissed again, the Arctic fox's tongue rolling easily within the big wolf's mouth as Wolford moaned in pleasure, his eyes a little dewy before Artem let him go. Then Artem gently rolled Wolford's sheath down, pushing past the sudden knot at the bottom as Wolford gave a soft whimper of anxiety. "I'm sorry... I'm not sure what to do right now..."

"You're just the cutest thing, aren't you? I'm really lucky to have someone to teach... don't worry Wolford... I'll let us rub against each other a little more, and I'll play with your tailhole... it's okay to cum whenever you like... you're new at this and I'd like you to say it as loudly as you can if you like something, alright?" The Arctic fox grinned as Wolford nodded his head and then motioned to lie on his side, but to his surprise, the fox shook his head. He beckoned Wolford to lie on his back with his legs apart and Wolford could feel panic gripping him and joy all at once, he was going to have someone on top of him, he was going to have someone over him! Artem chuckled to see that innocent look in his eyes and he licked his lips again, shuffling right up against Wolford's body and then giving a soft snort and shake of his head. He'd forgotten about the size difference, it was going to take him either a bit of stretching, but it would be worth it if Vic's statement and that picture had bee anything to go by. Artem hadn't enjoyed a tight asshole in a long, long time as he'd been so used to being on the bottom lately, but having this chance with a guy that clearly had no idea how jealous any girl would be not to play with such a thick dick was heaven. "Relax... if you want to touch me, you're welcome to, I'd like you too..."

Wolford nodded his head, trembling so much that if his knot was not slightly swollen to stop his sheath slipping back up, he might have lost his erection. But when Artem stood up over him, sitting gently into Wolford's groin, he put his paws to Wolford's stomach as the wolf grimaced and then gave a sharp sound of shock as suddenly the hot fox cock was lying over his. He could feel himself stretching out again, that familiar heat making his mouth water as Artem rocked his hips, rubbing his groin up against Wolford's ensuring their shafts were rubbing to keep their sheaths down. The white fox gave a soft chuckle as Wolford gave a soft moan, the tip of his cock spitting out precum as his knot began to form tightly beneath Artem's balls, the Arctic fox pushing his testicles against the bottom of the wolf's shaft. He then leant back and dropped his paws back to the bed between Wolford's legs, he hooked his legs about Wolford's hips and then began to thrust strongly over Wolford's form, squashing the wolf's bigger shaft down as the fox's straightened up and began to glisten at its tip. Artem took in gentle breaths of relief as Wolford moaned loudly, embarrassment but joy all upon his face to feel something so very close to what he wanted, feeling a curious kind of pleasant pressure building up at the base of his spine.

Artem smiled, stretching himself as far back he was then leaning a shoulder into one of Wolford's knees to steady himself, twisting his body back to reach a paw around. Wolford was not sure if this was a good position to be touched, as much as he had let his tail lay to the side and his knees were right up, he wasn't quite sure this would be comfortable. But then Artem grasped the lubricant packet, puncturing a hole into the little sachet with his teeth before dropping some onto his fingers and then onto his already shimmering cock. The sight of it caused a gasp from Wolford, excitement building up within at the thought that he would indeed have a true experience of sex from this and then Artem bent forward to lick his nose with a chuckle. Wolford pulled his ears back, looking so adorable and sweet that Artem as sighing lovingly when he stretched his paw back and stroked between the soft cheeks as Wolford's body naturally pinched in anxiety as Artem shushed him.

"Its alright darling... its going to be fine... I'm not going to use a condom though, I won't go into a tie because it might be too much for you to take, and I think you'll probably enjoy the full feel rather than the rubber." Artem smiled with a soft drooping of his eyelids to give a dreamy expression that made Wolford give a soft groan of pleasure, his tongue starting to loll from how desperate he was getting from Artem's hips rocking against him. The fox grinned, swishing his fluffy white tail and giving a curious quick flick of his yellow eyes towards the phone as if he thought it had gone off, but then he shifted his paw. Wolford gave a swift warbling sound of joy, his hole body stiffening at first but Wolford forced his legs and arms to brace against the bed as he pushed out with his backside. The first touch with the lubricant to his hole had been cold, but Artem had slid a digit in so easily and then pushed against the rim that Wolford had felt a sudden burn then the joy. Artem grinned, pumping his toe in and out as Wolford gasped and squirmed, not quite sure how to cope with it as Artem pumped his digit in and out, sucking in air and licking the drool from his lips. Wolford's body grabbed him so tightly, made him shudder with how beautifully warm it was, how much the muscles relaxed but then pushed at him, the way no matter how much he pumped in and out, the muscles just seemed to return to the same tightness. Wolford probably had a pretty elastic set of muscles in there, but that only meant he was just perfect for being beneath another. "Do you like it, Little Wolf?"

"I love it! More! Please! I beg you... put another in, it feels so good!" Wolford whimpered, the burning becoming something less painful and more engulfing, filling him with a delicious shuddering pleasure that made every part of his body tremble with little prickling needles of anticipation. It was something so hideously addictive, something that increased as he gave a moan as Artem shifted another digit in and continued to pump them in and out, rocking back and forth upon Wolford's groin to give him more pleasure. The precum was staining Wolford's belly, the whole form had gone rock hard and his knot was swelling so much that it looked like only a little more pleasure would make the wolf orgasm. Wolford moaned loudly, his jaw champing as he grasped his face and gave a whimper. "I'm so embarrassed..."

"Awe... don't be, it's perfectly fine it you want to cum, Wolford... it doesn't mean the pleasure all stops... I won't stop making you feel good just because of it." Artem sighed softly, his voice tender and gently, making Wolford gasp lovingly and try to strain himself forward. When the Arctic fox realised what the wolf was wanting, he pulled his fingers away for a second, leaning forward to bring his clean hand to stroke Wolford's cheek and bring their lips together. As Wolford seemed to gasp and sigh, Artem continued to look as romantic as possible as their tongues stroked and lapped at one another before pulling away. Artem nuzzled his nose against Wolford's, making the younger animal give a soft whimper as Artem then whispered softly into his ear. "I'll always make you feel good, Wolford... you remember that, okay?"

Wolford nodded his head and was then beckoned to lie back against to pillows and he stretched his arms up to grab the fabric as Artem then slipped off him. With Artem's knot out, it was time to finish this session and then he paused to lean forward and roll his tongue along Wolford's shaft, making the wolf gasp and his hips to jolt, Artem then sat back with a firm grin. He knew that penetration was probably all this youngster needed to make him cum and Artem whispered softly to him, asking him if he wanted him to penetrate, if that would make him happy and Wolford gave a soft whimper, his face seemingly drunk form all this affection and pleasure.

"Please... I'm desperate... I don't need more teasing... please... I want to feel your cock inside me, I want you to be my first. I need it, please!" Wolford felt so embarrassed for saying such words, but when the fox licked his lips again, he shifted Wolford's backside up a little, brought his glistening tip to the wolf's tight tailhole and then gently pushed it in. Wolford gave a sharp gasp, a little bark that was from pain and surprise; the cock was hotter than the fingers, it was harder too, it rubbed right against every part of him and stabbed in deeply, pushing and stretching his passage before it was nestled comfortably within. For each movement inward, Wolford gave a whimper and a moan, his face clenched up and tears in his eyes before Artem paused and Wolford gasped. He panted frantically, feeling the heat, feeling the pressure, feeling nauseous and dizzy for a moment as his backside pinched and pulsed, Artem looking utterly delighted by the sensations of his partner and of the tightness that gripped and caressed him. There was so much sensation, so much delicious damp pleasure in this wolf that Artem could not believe his luck to be the first to mould this passage about his form and he gave a soft whimper of pleasure and then he pulled back. "Oh... I'm cumming!"

Wolford grunted, shock reaching him as he suddenly stroking withdrawal seemed to just tickle something inside and suddenly his cock belched out a thick spray of cum, his belly soaked and belly button even filled. A punching sensation of pleasure seemed to paralyse his body, making him moan loudly with joy, his whole form quivering and rocking with utter joy as his cum continued to spurt as his swollen knot began to diminish. Artem chuckled, he pushed inward and Wolford moaned loudly again, the increase in pressure feeling as if it were squeezing his cum out and the wolf whimpered. The fox continued to move slowly as he thrust in and out of the wolf's body, feeling the passage relax and then clamp tightly with each little spit of cum and Artem sighed in pleasure to see it. He lounged forward, gripping his paws about Wolford's legs to lift them up and rolled his tongue over the sticky mess, the fox's hips suddenly working hard, pumping into Wolford's body as the animal could not stop moaning and cumming onto himself.

Artem was intrigued, lapping the salty mix with its strong scent, pleased the pup not only had saved up for this encounter but to know that the thick size of this wolf's knot had not lied about how much the animal had stored in him. Artem had rarely seen such a thing, but he was feeling even more pleasure as his own body began to start squeezing his cum into Wolford's backside, still pumping and thrusting as he made sure not to get his knot in there and cause what he knew would be painful for the animal. Wolford continued to moan and whimper, joy in his being and then just as his knot stopped spitting so quickly and just gave little occasional spits, Artem suddenly gripped hold of Wolford tightly, giving a growl of pleasure as his form gave its first heavy expulsion of seed into the wolf's backside. The sudden shift from pressure and the hot jerking motion within the passage caught Wolford's already built up pleasure within and he gave a sudden yowl with his first ever orgasm from his backside... from penetration... from sex....

"I love it... I love it!"

The video was turned off from the computer, Dixon was standing in front of the device with a wicked grin upon his face as he looked around the conference room. He was very pleased by the looks of utter disgust upon the faces of the wolves in front of him, even more delighted to see that Barry and Larry had vomited in the waste bin and been begging for him to turn it off. They were in tears, but the boss, Timberland, was scowling at the fox and Barrington Wolford was scowling as well, both of them not even thinking to look, they did not need to when the sounds was all they'd needed to confirm the story. The fox though was sitting comfortably upon a chair opposite them at the conference table, grinning in delight at the fact his lovely little scam was working... that the blackmailing of this security firm was going to get him exactly what he wanted... but then he got a shock as a black paw punched him in the jaw.

"You son of a whore... how could you do this?" There was shock from everyone in the room, they all turned their heads to look to the black fox with the silver fur in a mask upon his face and upon his back as Vic punched his gang leader a second time. When Dixon felt back, spitting blood from his mouth, Vic then grabbed the laptop, hit eject on the memory card the video was on and swiftly snapped it into pieces, looking down at his leader in utter fury, tears in his eyes as he spat on the figure. "You bastard... how could you? He never did anything to you, how could you do this to him?"

"Stop being so high and mighty, Vic... these wolves have had it coming since their company stole the funding for our social care. This is for the entire gang, the whole skulk benefits from this... and you forget, I'm the one who gets sent this stuff and there's plenty more. That little wolf you set Artem up with is a real slut for cock!" Dixon snarled, only for Vic to kneel onto him, suddenly jerking him up by the throat and punching him even more. Although the wolves would probably have launched onto him and ripped him to pieces for this situation, Timberland was remaining quiet and no one dared to react to stop the two foxes fighting if the big black wolf with the white blaze down his muzzle said nothing to him. When Vic paused in the beating and shook Dixon again, tears streaming down his face, Dixon just grinned in amusement until suddenly Timberland asked how old Artem was. This made both foxes freeze before Dixon gave a snort and then suddenly Vic pulled away with an expression of horror upon his face as the realisation reached him. "Artem? Sheesh... he's... he's about twenty..."

"Wolford... Nate is only eighteen, isn't he? The laws on interspecies sexual contact state that an animal must be nineteen and above... so, technically, you've got possession of illegal porn and have proven that Artem has engaged in illegal sex with what counts as a minor, its enough to put you both in jail for at least five years and I do take the liberty of filming all conversations and events held in here... so blackmailing us wit this information is also on the list. Congratulations Dixon, you've convicted yourself and your friend." Timberland stated with a slow clap of his paws before shifting one under the table and pressing a buzzer that alerted the police to come straight to the offices... it was something Timberland had invented to allow discretion within their work. Dixon stared up at him in utter despair before Timberland turned towards Vic with a firm expression of thanks. "If you're willing to testify against them both, you won't get in trouble Vic... I doubt you intended for Artem to be little more than a friend for Nate. Speaking of which, where is Artem now?"

"Oh fuck... he's with Wolford!" Vic gasped in horror, leaping out of the door, Gary and Larry lunging after him as Barry then grabbed the phone on the desk and called home to warn his mother, hoping she was present in the house so nothing could be going on. However, with the door closed, Barrington and Timberland looked to each other before another button was pushed to turn off all recordings in the room and then they stepped over towards the red fox that was staring up at them in horror... he was not going to be killed, but until they heard the approaching feet of police, Dixon might find himself given a beating to remember!

Back at home, Wolford's mother was out in the garden with the radio on, dealing with the plants and planting a new row of bulbs; she was not the smartest when it came to plants or she'd ponder that summer was not really planting time, but she liked to be optimistic. She was completely oblivious to the situation in the attic, otherwise it would only have taken the sharp yelp of pain for her to have galloped up to find out what was wrong. Wolford had instead needed to grab his pillow, slamming it over his face, tears falling from his eyes as he whimpered and whined in agony to feel the knot stretching him out. A sharp, tearing sensation and warned he'd not really been ready for this, but now he and Artem were locked together and Wolford could not stop whining into the pillow as Artem sat himself up gently, letting the tie sit more comfortably for them both before stroking at he inside of Wolford's thighs. As the youngster continued whining, Artem lapped at the swollen wolf's cock, trying to give Wolford a distraction before he realised it was still a lot for the young wolf to take.

"Wolford... listen to me sweetheart... put the pillow aside and gently lift yourself up and into my lap. Its okay, it'll feel better. Trust me." Artem whispered softly, Wolford's teeth clenching together in agony, the pulsing and the sperm spitting into the condom within was stoking his pleasure, but each pulse made the knot of their tie swell and stretch, forcing Wolford's muscle to stretch and giving him a sensation like his pelvis was being cracked. It was very intense, very uncomfortable and Wolford was scared for how much it hurt him... before he managed to grit his teeth and then managed to sit himself up and then was startled. Sitting up suddenly seemed to release some of the pressure from the knot and the pleasure was better, Wolford moaned as he settled into Artem's lap with his ears back and whimpering softly as Artem shifted to let him sit on him. Then he lifted his paw up to steer Wolford's face to his, their mouths coming together in a loving kiss as Wolford moaned and felt all the better for it. Artem stroked his lover's body, urging him to feel relaxed and in this new position, getting kisses, getting strokes and with Artem saying lovely things to him, Wolford felt much better about it. As he let he white fox grip hold of his body in a tight hug and shifted his hips just a little to let Wolford feel a little more pleasure, Artem gave a soft sigh of delight. "You're special Wolford... you're perfect..."

"I love you..." Wolford whimpered, arching his back so that he was low enough to wrap his arms about the fox's shoulders and nuzzled against him. He moaned softly as he felt his body finally starting to accept the knot and replace the stretching pain with pleasure. Artem just chuckled at him, he'd been building Wolford up to the point they could share a tie and it had been slow, he'd been his typical charming as he was with all his toys... but he'd been bemused how easily Wolford had permitted an emotional connection to allow Artem to have full control. But just as the pair paused for another kiss, there was the sound of feet galloping up the attic stares and they turned their heads about in surprise to see Vic, Gary, Larry and a police officer bolt up the stairs whilst Wolford's mother came in with a bucket of cold water. Terror gripped Wolford, he could not escape this and he was in the worst position possible as he turned to look at them all with a yelp. "What are you doing here? We're... we're tied!"

"Fuck... Vic and police officer, grab the fox, Larry, grab you brother, you too Mrs Wolford. I'm gonna do the hard work just force them both to lie flat and apart and we can deal with it." Gary stated firmly, panic gripping the startled pair firmly and as soon as Artem was grabbed he was snapping, snarling and slashing with his claws, furious and clearly unhappy by the police officer being here. He knew something bad had occurred and he was in some kind of shit for it, but as he struggled, Wolford gave a scream, begging him not to move as he was then slammed back. Gary was swift to grab the cold water, splashing it straight over the fox's cock, making both beings scream from the shock and the bulb shrank slightly, one part sliding out just a little. Gary then grabbed the lubricant still present on the bed, covering his fingers in it and then turning to look towards Wolford with an anxious expression. "This is going to hurt really badly, just try to relax."

"What are you doing? Why are you doing this? Why are you doing this?" Wolford sobbed, confusion and fury and terror filling him as the police officer managed to muzzle Artem and Vic had grabbed the finger's hind legs, lifting them up so he couldn't kick Gary or Wolford. There were tears streaming down Vic's face, clearly something was seriously wrong but Wolford did not understand it at all as then Gary's fingers slid around the bulb and pushed into the ring, stretching Wolford's tailhole as he gave an almighty scream of pain. Gary managed to use the lubricant to slowly roll his finger about the bulb, coating it in the greasy substance as the interference help Artem's bulb shrink and then suddenly the knot slipped. The fox's cock slid straight out, the condom still covering it but its blue surface streaked in black lines and Gary could see the tear within. He grabbed the pile of tissues nearby, stuffing them into a tight wad and then pushing them into the whole as Wolford kicked and whimpered in pain.

"Right, they're separated... the phone's on the drawers over there... bag it up and take that fucker away." Larry snarled in fury as he pointed towards the rather embarrassed looking black bear police officer that was holding the fox. He had never been party to this kind of situation before but he was quick to push his pocket towards Vic, who spotted the evidence bag and took it. He covered the phone and turned the camera off, swearing that Artem had even been filming this and then Vic grabbed Artem trousers and pulled them onto the still hissing and spitting fox. As he was taken away, Wolford turned towards Larry in shock, his eyes wide in horror for the word 'filming' and then Larry gave a low growl. "Are you an idiot? Of all of us you should not the county rules about interspecies sex... you're not old enough and that asshole was filming it. He just showed me, Gary, Vic, Barry, dad and the Boss your little lovey time and all I can say is... we're fucking pissed with you, Wolford! Why can't you just be normal?"

Wolford pulled his ears down, lifting his tail up and covering himself, Gary and his mother though were not look angry, they were looking at Larry with concern as they stroked the suddenly sobbing young wolf. Wolford rolled onto his side into his mother's lap, begging her for forgiveness, insisting it wasn't his fault, he could not help who he was attracted to. His mother stroked him tenderly, but Larry grabbed Gary and the pair of them marched down the stairs. Vic just stared at Wolford with an expression of guilt... he'd known the law but he'd thought that they would get away with it... he'd never once thought that Artem would have talked to Dixon about it and the pair would use it for blackmail. It was all Vic's fault!