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Part Six: The Fox and Hound Club

Wolford had noticed it a while ago, but he'd never dared to sit in that actual toilet and look at it before. He'd been using his recently developed investigation skills to learn all about this object and this stall in particular, who frequented it, when it was empty and what exactly happened there and he knew the answer was in the toilet paper! Wolford knew that if he was going to have any luck, he had to play casual rather than anxious about what was to happen. He was surprised that his own kind of studies into surveillance and observation would come in so handy for resolving the greatest desire within himself.

He didn't need a relationship, they got in the way of studying... he didn't even need the full-on mess of one-night stands. He only needed dick and this hole in the stall was the answer.

He watched feet move into the stall next door, heard the breathing, smelt their scent, guessed from the soft sensation of the tiles flexing that a fox was in the stall. His nostrils quivered as he drank in the pheromones and arousal in the air. The fox was eager but there was no scent of sex on him. Wolford's heart was racing, he had to calm his breath as he looked to the bog roll by his paw. He waited for the fox to stop pissing and then he nudged the roll across into the other stall then tapped against it.

"Need something?" The voice in the other stall queried a sly grin audible within the words and Wolford had to swallow back how fast his heart was beating for how wonderful this was going to be. He got the right response, anyone else tended to say if he needed toilet paper of kick it back, but the obscure request meant he had the right kind of target and coyly, Wolford stated 'can you give it to me?', which sounded so bad but the there was the sound of the foot kicking the toilet roll back to him and then a shuffling. A black toed paw gently lay paper around the rough edges of the gloryhole and then there was the sudden sight of a long, bright pink and throbbing cock... clearly this fellow didn't need much. "That enough paper for you?"

"Perfect..." Wolford drooled, leaning his head to the hole that was aimed just inches from his shoulder, drool building up in his muzzle as he leant against the cubicle wall and then let his long tongue slather the hot cock. There was a soft murr to say they were both on the right level and Wolford's own cock was quickly growing as he lapped and rolled his moist tongue over the fox cock. He'd missed the taste, missed the more acrid scent of the animal, missed how good it felt in his ass. Wolford's tongue glazed around the head, beckoning it to swell more before he sucked his lips about the tip in firm kisses as the fox groaned. Wolford would have loved to take some time to enjoy his first fox cock in so long, but that didn't work here. His muzzle wrapped about the length and then began to bob up and down, the cock swelling and spitting precum.

Wolford moaned loud enough his little friend could hear he was enjoying it as the wolf continued to pump his head over the cock. The salty precum flicked the roof of his mouth, urging drool and the swallowing sensation that pulled the fox in tightly. Wolford had to pump faster, knots were awkward here but his customer was pinching just ahead, letting the pressure build as if it were in Wolford's mouth. The wolf hurried, panting through his lips and snorting through his nose, sucking and letting his tongue twist, curl and waggle against the cock. Then, just as Wolford's own cock was straining at his pants, the fox came with a grunt and sprayed his cream down Wolford's throat. He swallowed greedily, not releasing the form till it was just spitting a few remaining flecks of semen and then the wolf let go.

Wolford heard the chain flush beside him, the fellow acting casual after wiping his cock on the tissue he'd taken from the hole. The wolf leant back, panting and then giving a few grins and moans as he lapped the taste of fox from his jaw. He'd needed that, but fuck he wanted more. With a groan he rubbed his neck and left, he had to have a reason to come back or Tips might get worried for him. He left and returned to the bar, asking for another soda and Tips eyed him curiously.

"So Little Wolf, the club's really thumping tonight, aren't you going to get up and dance? My darling Angel might be upset if not everyone's on their feet?" The jackal grinned, but Wolford looked to the floor and the mini riot going on, it looked like a war zone with bodies jumping about, faces grinning and flailing wildly with arms in the air. Wolford didn't usually come on Saturday nights, it got crazy for dancing and apparently DJ Angel was a huge hit for everyone outside the community. He couldn't tell if he could make a mistake and right now, Nate didn't want the hassle. "I bet you're sexy when you dance... the shy ones usually are... has Grizzoli stopped calling you drunk yet?"

"Nope... every Friday and Saturday night he drunk dials to apologise or ask for a booty call. I just let it go to voicemail... I don't know if I have the heart to block it." Wolford sighed, at least this conversation was sobering and would give his adrenalin time to chill before he dared the hole again. He hadn't seen the fox when he'd left, but he hoped he'd been fun. Tips just heaved a soft sigh as he looked to the crowd coming over for drinks and Wolford smiled. "You're being called... dazzle them, won't you?"

"Sure? I can kick Ester to earn her pay check and not just huff into the clean glasses like she gives a crap..." Tips scoffed, but he had things to do and the crowd was a student party, so worth the tips they'd throw, but alas the jackal liked this wolf just a tad too much. Four months of coming once a week, always being cute and nice and last week he'd even escorted a couple of patrons back home that were too far gone with one of the bouncers and they'd called up the next day to tell Donovan he should give the new bouncer a raise! Problem was, Wolford was being guarded again, Tips couldn't understand why Grizz had cheated when Wolford had just given him the ride of his life! "Alright hun, but look, Rabi's coming over... Please talk to him!"

With that Tips bounced back to get on with work, a grin upon his chops as he beckoned to know what they wanted, scooped up the requested shot glasses and started juggling them. It was always fun to watch but Wolford was smiling when Rabid Dog sat down beside him at the bar, hooking an arm over to grab a fresh glass and use the tap as Wolford gave him a sharp eye. Rabi teased it would be on his tab and then the foxhound slumped back against the bar, his legs crossed over each other as he gave a soft groan and it was clear he was exhausted and with the extra body paint and glittering piercings, he'd been having lots of fun and Wolford was grinning at him.

"Hey there Wolfie... not dancing? Oh come on... you should dance, I bet you'll be great at it... you having a lonely weekend or studying?" Rabi smiled at him and then gave a soft sigh as he rolled onto his front, sticking his backside out and wagging his tail to any passer that wanted to give it a little touch, though Wolford cleared his throat and Rabi sat up properly. He then leant forward, licking Wolford's ear to make him give a soft grunt of amusement before he sighed and nodded his head, insisting that he worked too hard. Then he leant closer, stroking Wolford's thigh as Wolford gave a snort that their noses rubbed playfully, glad for the friendship as Rabi then leant against him. "You know, if you get lonely for actual company and that cute Gary-Boy isn't around... hop by my studio... call first in case I have a client but, we can hang out and watch movies. I could use a buddy who won't keep grinding against my ass whilst I hoover the couch!"

"Heh... you're always welcome to come and see me too you know, Rabi. But Gary's got a big job at the moment my dad's sent him on, protecting some rising star called Gazelle. Everyone's saying she's got potential but you know how it is, unless they can get a chart-topper, they're always just hopping from show to show." Wolford groaned, he actually missed Gary at the moment, but he knew he should not try to go anywhere with Gary because it would only end up in tears again. However, Rabi nuzzled his ear and Wolford gave a sudden sigh before hopping up and then going to the bathroom before insisting he'd be back in a little while... but Rabi grabbed his paw gently and gave him a playful wink.

"I won't tell Tips... but how many do you want and what do you want to do?" Rabi questioned, but Wolford's ears dropped with embarrassment, he certainly hadn't thought that anyone might have figured him out like that. But Wolford chose to ignore the suggestion and stepped back into the bathroom... foxhounds had good noses, didn't they? Wolford grimaced as he stepped into the bathroom and noticed the stall was empty again and once more he settled in, noticing the bathroom was busy but waiting until he heard someone come into the right stall and then he was shocked when a digit wiggled in the hole. Wolford grinned, looked like he had someone who knew enough to be daring and Wolford gave a grin as he stood up and then twitched his own digits in the hole.

"Need something?" There was an interesting, lazy drawl in the accent of this animal and it made Wolford's tail wag as he gently pushed his paw into the hole and made a beckoning sensation. He hoped it was the right kind of cue as suddenly there was the sound of shifting, someone standing on a seat and quickly unzipping themselves. Wolford's eyes flicked through into the hole, he spotted the soft grey and white fur of one of the desert kinds of foxes and he grinned, he could smell fox and he wanted fox! As the sudden bright pink form slid into the hole again, Wolford's tongue was swiftly rolling over it as the other being gave a shuddering moan of utter pleasure for the sensation. Wolford was grinning as his tongue continued to roll and stroke against the length as the fox kept groaning loudly. Wolford's lips then gripped about the length, he made sure to be gentle but his tongue tickled it and his lips dragged up and down its length as the fox was shuddering and moaning again.

He was certainly enjoying himself as Wolford sucked on him gently and then suddenly, he spotted a pair of paws clinging to the top of the stall and suddenly the wall was shaking as he felt the fox start thrusting himself into the hole! Wolford pulled back quickly, this was a bit awkward and the fox gave a whimper before dropping down back onto the seat. But then Wolford figured something out, dropping onto his belly and stuffing his paw under the stall, the fox was straight down, lying on his side and then pushing himself to the gap. Wolford put his head to the cock and started to suck at him again firmly, the gray fox's tail was wagging in delight and the portly looking fox was moaning with his tongue out and his glasses knocked to the side.

He wasn't looking at the massive wolf that was sucking him off as he thrust more with such utter relief. Wolford was smiling as his lips dragged up and down, his tongue only needing to wiggle a little as the fox still thumped into him, still whimpering and making far more noise than Wolford would have liked. But Wolford could guess this was one of those poor little IT workers that had to seem exactly the same as everyone else in his office and was probably hiding his real identity. When the fox soon built up his knot, Wolford snatched his big paw around it, squeezing and practically milking it to spray cum into his throat as the fox moaned in joy as he heard Wolford moan and chug back his cum lovingly before then gently squeezing the rest out.

For a little while Wolford continued to lick and clean the wheezing, panting little fox who had clearly overexerted himself and it made the wolf smile. Maybe this was the only bit of exercise he got in his day-to-day life... if it helped him out it only made Wolford feel even better. He knelt back up and then turned around after putting the fox away and then bending down to snuff at him gently as the fox whispered a thank you and Wolford grinned. He said he had to go now and then stepped up and out to the sink, only to start washing his hands and then he found himself being joined by a different fox, a red fox and well... probably the most sexy fox that Wolford had ever seen. His eyes were wide as the fox's hip barged him and he looked to see the most curiously feminine male fox he'd ever seen before and the fox turned around to face him and then tapped his nose.

"Oooh... Big Bad Wolf hey? I saw what you were up to... stole my spot... you owe me hun..." Wolford's eyes were wide in shock, this fox had a Latin twang and he was swaying his hips, wearing brightly coloured short-shorts and a crop top with a little bit of padding around with the fur and Wolford was confused. But having been caught out and looking at all the jangling earrings on the fox's ears, he was utterly overwhelmed as he was pushed towards the disabled stall and quickly Wolford spread his legs and paws across the opening. He was not going to do something naughty in a toilet that was clearly designed for someone who deserved it and yet the little red fox was grinning up at him with wicked eyes, no one else seemed to be around to get involved and suddenly, Wolford was pushed into the stall. The fox turned around, swiftly locking the stall, pulling out an 'out of order' sign from behind the little sink in the stall and quickly slapped it onto the door before turning around and stepping to the wolf. "So... you a bottom or top?"

"Buh... buh..." Wolford couldn't think what to say and suddenly he was beckoned to turn around and drop his pants, his paws grabbed and pushed to the brace bars around the edge of the toilet. He was feeling very bad right now, very naughty and when the fox had his pants down, the fox was then lounging over his back, rubbing his white chin against the wolf's grey back and making him shudder in excitement. Wolford's ears were up and he was almost ready for this, when he heard the soft sound of paws padding to the door and then the door was swung over and the door pulled open, letting Tips in.

"Hi Honey!" The red fox whimpered in delight, suddenly stepping aside and then hurrying to jerk Wolford's trousers up and making the wolf whimper. Wolford turned around, his ears down and his whole look pathetic and weak as the jackal had his arms folded and suddenly the red fox was lounging against him, lapping under Tremaine's chin as the jackal's lips curled but he was not looking at Wolford, even though the wolf felt damn stupid! The red fox swung his arms around the jackal's hips, pushing his hands into this jean pockets and having a slight grope whilst trying to win him over before giving a little whimper. "Oh come on Tremaine... he was in my favourite stall and I was going to give him a lesson on using it..."

"Uh-huh... the fact I just told you he's a police cadet and Rabid said he'd hopped off the bathroom and... considering your little fetish for guys in uniform... come on Angel..." The jackal grimaced and Wolford straightened up with a sudden look of embarrassment. Now he felt seriously bad for knowing that Rabi had told them anything and that his fox had been after him! But knowing it was Angel, Angelo Cruz the red fox DJ who was transitioning steadily from male to female, Wolford was utterly aghast as this was Tips' main partner and they had a very open relationship during the transition period. As Angel then tried to look like she was just being cute and adorable, the jackal flicked her nose and then swiftly hooked his arms about Wolford lovingly. "Awe... poor Wolfie... look Nate, I apologise and don't worry, we'll make this up to you... how's a threesome right now sound?"

"A what?" Wolford's eyes widened and then Angel gave a yelp of excitement, jerking Wolford's pants back down only for Tips to smack his nose for misbehaving. When Wolford then blushed and made a point he'd never tried such a thing before, the jackal and the fox was soon grinning as Angel pulled her pants down to show she still had the bits currently but the sheath looked a little saggy. But he was quick to jerk himself a little to show his form and then quickly clambered past Wolford to sit on the toilet, begging the wolf to go onto his knees whilst the jackal was more gentle and just undid his zip and shuffled about. He'd been looking for a chance to get with Wolford and well, Angel was swinging his legs about and then just grinning about in utter delight.

"You can stick it up my arse or shove it down your throat... whatever you want, Bad Cop..." Angel beamed coyly, only for Tips to stretch out and flick his ear, but Wolford was smiling in a bashful way, he hadn't expected this! He knelt down and was suddenly jerking the oddly short fox cock but eased the huffing and whimpering form of the red fox back against the seat. His nose was suddenly to Angel's ass, lapping and twirling his tongue around the ring as Angel gave a shudder and mumbled 'dirty cop' before Tremaine clipped his ear again! But Wolford didn't care as Angel stretched his paws down with a soft moan to spread his cheeks wider as Wolford held the rigid cock and then lapped lovingly at the length, the shrinking balls and then the tight ring that strained and puckered for the attention. "Fuck... he's good... ugh... Tips, make sure you make him feel good too, kay honey?"

"Do I ever disappoint?" Tremaine chuckled, his cock was really throbbing and really hard already, it wasn't just the chance to actually be with Wolford as he'd been eager for a little while now, but watching his sexy little Angel getting his ass seen too, well Wolford was moaning in pleasure and it was very exciting. He was quick to bring his form to Wolford's backside, Wolford paused looking to turn to him and lifted his tail right up, keeping his legs spread as he continued to delve his tongue deep into Angel's ring, making the fox whimper softly in pleasure before Wolford lifted his head to slurp at the bright pink cock with a moan of pleasure as his lips dragged over the tip in a kiss. Tips licked his digits, swiftly bringing them to the tight ring, surprised how tight it looked and then stroking at it gently, making Wolford whimper in delight as the digits were able to get in with ease, stretch his and wiggle about as the wolf whined softly and seemed to stick his tongue even deeper into Angel, pumping it in and out as he slowly squeezed and massaged at the bright tip and Angel seemed to curl into a ball around Wolford's head.

Gently Tremaine's digits wiggled about softly until he knew there would be no issue in getting himself in there as he then knelt behind Wolford, one paw on the rim of the toilet beneath Angel's thigh. Then his other paw was stroking gently, hot and exciting, against the puckering ring as Wolford gave a soft moan and then Tremaine gently pushed himself in. As Wolford gave a soft moan of utter delight, Tremaine chuckled and wrapped his paws around Wolford's waist, straining a little to then grasp at Wolford's own cock as Angel then beckoned Wolford to stop. As he began to pant to feel Tremaine gently just move and wiggle a little, testing the waters, Angel then sat on the edge of the loo and presented his cock to Wolford's jaw before he leant over him, grasping his shoulders as Angel's lips puckered and Tips strained forward to kiss him.

Then Wolford was moaning and groaning, panting through his lips as the fox cock thrusted into his jaw, slipping back and forth, drool pulled in and out and coating the cock completely. It tasted a bit different, but was still good and Wolford tried to focus to suckle on it as suddenly the jackal began to thrust quite hard and fast. The jackal's cock was not as big as the Aardwolf's, but it was hitting every point, making his spine tingle in delight, making his backside relax and making everything within Wolford scream in pleasure. His whole body was on fire as the jackal's rocking motion forced his muzzle along the fox's cock and Angel was panting and lolling his tongue, thrusting messily forward but in utter delight.

Tips made sure to give quick jerks to Wolford's form every so often, forcing the wolf's massive maw to drop open, drool to spill out as he gasped for air but the fox cock still dragged along the roof of his mouth. Wolford felt dizzy, this was a hell of a lot to deal with all at once but it felt great and then Angel's paws scooped around him, grasping and teasing at his nipples through his shirt so the wolf was feeling pleasure at every point. They were whimpering and grinning, they were all soon moaning and whimpering in utter delight, a crowd of canine gathering near the door to hear them as Angel banged a paw at the wall of the stall and then gave a sudden holler of delight.

"Fuck this wolf gives the best head!" It caused another flick to his delicate nose by Tremaine, but then the fox was straining forward to him, still thrusting into Wolford's throat as the wolf seemed to regain a little more control of himself. Wolford was suckling on him strongly now, drawing out that knot as Tremaine continued a firm pounding into Wolford's backside that was making his lower body burn in utter joy. The jackal strained forward, his tongue out to slowly stroke and twist against Angel's as they both wheezed and whimpered before then dropping their heads to lap at Wolford's ears and neck as Wolford got into his rhythm.

The wolf was rocking on his knees with his sucking motions, controlling his breathing better and rocking into the jackal's cock as Tips pushed into him, feeling the insides rolling, grasping and stroking against him in joy. Tremaine had to admit, this was probably the best ass he'd ever had, though of course when Angel got her pussy there wouldn't be anyone that Tips would ever want to play with again... save maybe Donovan. The wolf was just loving it, his mouth soaked in precum as Angel began to moan loudly, making all the gestures to say he was going to cum and then Wolford gave a groan of pleasure as his backside squeezed around the jackal's cock and Wolford was gasping, just in time to suddenly gargle Angel's cum as he reached his orgasm and then Tips began to thrust even more firmly into his body.

"FUCK! THIS ASS! FUCK WOLFIE THAT GRIZZ DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE WAS MISSING! FUCK!" Tips was hollering, swiftly dropping a hand to his knot, not letting it slip in but certainly spraying a good quantity of cum into Wolford's backside as the wolf glugged and chugged down Angel's cum as the fox continued to thrust into his mouth. Wolford hadn't expected a threesome from these two but, well, when it was done Angel leapt over the wall of the stall and then insisted that next round of drinks were on him and it was time to keep dancing... almost as if cumming worked like a drug on the fox. Practically everyone had followed him out and Tremaine had hooked Wolford up, helped clean him up and then taken him to the bar, given him a soda and called in a taxi to take him home after giving him a very tongue-twirling kiss and thanking him for the fun.

It was indeed fun....

Wolford could not believe it, within two months he was doing amazing in his studies and the top of the class and better yet, he was feeling more fulfilled in his experiences with others. Though he was still within the gloryhole, every so often there was a fox or dog waiting for him to open the door and beckoning for a quick round in the stall with him. Wolford was exceptionally popular, the foxes were all spreading word about the young police cadet that gave the best head in the area and well, the foxes only talk to other foxes but it was funny to see how many would suddenly turn and watch whenever a wolf went to the bathroom!

Wolford was looking for another quick hook up when he spotted a bunch of young foxes hanging in the queue to get into the building and the bouncers were getting tough. It seemed there was some high school from Canyon City in the area and the young foxes in the group, all apparently being part of some school tournament like a Spelling Contest, had snuck to the Fox and Hound not for the gay community but rather for the chance to have booze. It was 'Everybody's Night', a day open to anyone and with a lot of good music playing and glowsticks for everyone, it was for dancing more than anything else and it drew in a lot of crowds. But the young foxes were having trouble getting the bouncers to read their IDs and clearly didn't believe they were what they said they were. But Wolford could see why as he stepped over and saw that not only were they Swift foxes, the smallest of foxes, but most of them only looked like they'd just reached eighteen and so Wolford stepped over to the massive Rottweiler that was certainly intimidating.

"Hey Nero, you doing alright there? Anything a police cadet can help with?" Wolford beamed softly and passed Wolford one of the ID cards to look at. The details said the fox was just turned eighteen, but Nero was suspicious if they were faked and quickly Wolford lifted it to his nose and then gave a grin of delight as he turned to the Rottweiler. As he did so, one of the swift foxes wearing a beanie on his head and looking awkward, was eyeing up Wolford in shock and excitement as the wolf was grinning at the Rottweiler. "There's that particular scent on the card that tells you when its matured... that soft sweet smell, says the information is correct and they're over eighteen. You can check it on my card..."

"Thanks Wolford... my nose gets a bit too used to the same scents when I don't have to check too often... maybe I should beg that foxhound to sit here for me." The Rottweiler chuckled and they bashed elbows with one another in amusement before the wolf stepped back into the club, his gorgeous butt on full display in a tight pair of trousers and his hips swinging as he strolled in. Wolford was feeling so confident, so comfortable every time he walked into this place and as strolled over to the bar, nudging noses with Tips gently and then to Rabid, he settled at the bar with a sigh of relief. But very soon, the foxes were shuffling in and sitting at the bar, insisting for some booze but Tips flicked his eyes to Wolford who pointed to himself and Tips insisted they were all too young for the booze they wanted!

Wolford was amused by it all as he took his soda and then was chatting away with Rabid over how well work was going for him, but his skin was crawling as he felt the eyes upon his body. The other foxes were teasing, whispering that Wolford must be the cocksucker everyone was whispering about and they were looking to the smallest in their group to go and check it out. Wolford ignored them, he was soon spotting a familiar fox strolling to the bathroom and he insisted he'd be back although Rabid told him he would have to do something nice for him soon, though Wolford stuck his tongue at the hound for the strange words.

Wolford was quick to go to his stall, but his fox was not the one that stepped into the opposite stall and instead, the wolf could smell the curious scent of those swift foxes and he was fascinated. He just settled on the toilet to sit, waiting to see what would happen and yet, just when he thought that maybe this little fox might be daring and just stick himself in the hole, instead there suddenly a small fox crawling into his stall and Wolford almost gave a snarl of fury. However, the fox beckoned with his hands for Wolford not to react and the fox suddenly was looking childish and blushing and to Wolford's surprise, he was quite sure he was looking at himself at the same time.

"Hey... look... my name's Matthew Cinders... I... I kinda got bullied in here by the others but, the thing is, I'm not sure if I'm gay or not and well... I didn't want... I didn't want just that I... I..." The young swift fox was blushing as he pulled the ugly beanie from his head and Wolford remained sitting on the loo, not really sure what to say to this but sniffing at the air in fascination. He hadn't expected this teenager to suddenly be here and talking to him like this, but there was something about Matt, it reminded him too much of himself and Wolford remembered how scary it could be as Matt lowered his head. "Uh... I don't want head, I don't know if I like guys or girls as I've never done it but... but I don't wanna be a virgin and... and there's just something about you and..."

"Anonymous sex isn't too bad a way to find out what you like if you're with someone safe. I wouldn't usually think to be with someone so young but, but if you really want the experience... uh, I'm a bottom so, I can just get myself a little prepped for you..." Wolford stated, why the hell was he saying yes to his, but suddenly the fox grasped his paw and before Wolford could get his trousers down, the small fox was leaning into him. His lips pressed into Wolford's, he moaned softly in pleasure and Wolford found himself kissing back, their tongues stroking gently against one another as they both moaned and the little fox pulled back, whispering softly what his name was and Wolford blushed. "It's... its Nate..."

Then they were kissing again, Matt practically climbed onto the toilet, onto Wolford's lap and kept sticking his tongue not the wolf's jaw, tickling his soft cheeks and the inside of his mouth. The wolf moaned softly, opening his jaw to stop it and then shivering as the fox leant across his shoulders and then began to roll his paws about on Wolford's back, moaning softly to feel the big wolf muscles as Wolford was blushing firmly as the he could feel the little fox's cock was already quite swollen and pushing against his sheath as Wolford gulped, feeling the paws kneading at the top of his rather bouncy backside. When Wolford then stood up, the fox wrapped his body around Wolford's tightly, grasping his shoulders and the grabbing Wolford in another firm series of kisses and moaning making out moments that had both their tails wagging. This was a little more passionate than Wolford had expected, but it was what he'd been wanting in a fox lover in so long.

As they pulled back from each other, Matt slid down Wolford's body and undid Wolford's zip, gently rubbing his paw at Wolford's form, making the wolf whimper slightly as Matt seemed to sigh lovingly in delight, nuzzling at his chest. Wolford couldn't believe it, this fox couldn't be in love with him, this was all just gratitude but it was damn exciting to say the least! Then Wolford shifting his pants down and the fox was suddenly excited, he pressed his short but narrow muzzle into Wolford's zipper, nosing and sighing against his cock as the wolf gave a whimper as he felt the fox then shift his paw into the trousers and then across the groin, up behind Wolford's balls and then pushing under the fabric on one ass cheek to reach at his hole.

"Gentle Matt... don't rush yourself..." Wolford whispered softly to him, but the little fox was gasping and moaning, breathing in the scent of Wolford's groin and making the thick cock swell before his digits were probing and slipping with ease into his backside as Wolford's tail lifted. He whimpered and whined softly, spreading his legs a little more and then bracing his paws against the stall as the tiny paws of the fox slid perfectly into the ring, twisting and pumping, circling around the rim and encouraging it to relax out. If this fox was just experimenting, he knew too much and Wolford's eyes were widened in surprise, his tongue lolling in delight before Matt gave a groan and then pulled back with a desperate expression as Wolford sighed. "Tell me Matt... are you really just unsure?"

"Uh... well... don't really know... I've groped a couple of girlfriends, but I've always been curious and just not tried to know if I'd want it. But if my dad even thought about this... I'd be killed you know. I... you... you just seemed so perfect... you're not too much older than me and... and I know I could trust you with this, right?" He questioned gently, looking excited and anxious but Wolford nodded his head, he could understand. With a gentle sigh he made sure to ease his trousers down and then he knelt on the floor, clasping the toilet seat and damn thankful that the cleaners in this club were fucking good at their jobs! "Tell me if I'm bad or good or... you know..."

Matt then brought his cock to the tight ring that had felt really nice on his fingers, he was a little worried about this, he knew if he got in a knot it would be a really big problem, but he was sure he could be careful about it. Gently he guided his cock into the tight ring, giving a few short gasps of shock for the heat, the way the ring tightened instantly as Wolford gave a soft growl and then sighed to help it ease in. Matt was able to push himself all the way in, feeling that delicious rolling warmth smother his form as he gasped in utter joy and lounged over Wolford's back. The wolf chuckled, the fox's cock was small compared to some, but its tip was scratching and poking at just the perfect point and it felt wonderful!

Matt didn't want to move at first, Wolford's fur was so soft, he smelt good and inside it just felt so perfect, he almost wanted to cry. He couldn't believe he was having sex for the first time in his life and he was loving it, loving the feel, almost screaming in utter joy for it all! But then, when he noticed he hadn't moved yet, he blushed softly and then was starting to thrust, rocking slowly at first, listening to Wolford giving a soft sigh of pleasure, turning his head to lounge within his suddenly folded arms as he insisted that Matt was doing very well already. Matt was excited and then he began to pump a little faster, feeling the tug and push of Wolford's body, the way it wrestled to hold him and desperately tried to reject him. It felt so good stroking, kissing his length and Matt was whining softly as he continued a steady pace, thrusting into Wolford's backside as the wolf sighed in pleasure.

"You can go faster... you're doing well..." He chuckled softly in pleasure, his tongue lolling softly in pleasure as Matt then gripped Wolford's hips gently and then began to pump in a little faster. He pushed a little deeper, it felt great to go deeper and to feel more warmth, more resistance for longer and he gave a sigh of delight as he hurried in and out, hoping to reach an orgasm soon because it just felt too good. As Wolford moaned lovingly, his body being given almost a massage for how great and wonderful this sensation was, for the way that Matt was striking the right points and making him come close to a beautiful orgasm. He sighed lovingly, thanking Matt as the little fox continued to pump into him, suddenly straining forward and lapping at Wolford's shoulder lovingly before he gave a sudden whimper. "Its alright... keep going..."

Matt nodded his head, hurrying to get in deeper, to grasp hold of Wolford more tightly and sighing lovingly as he continued to thrust in tighter until finally, finally he felt Wolford's body suddenly tighten. Wolford strained forward with a low howling sound of utter pleasure as he felt himself going into such a beautiful orgasm, he knew he'd cum in his pants at the same time as in his backside. Wolford was moaning so softly; his tongue was lolling and god he actually felt beautiful as Matt then suddenly began to hurry himself and then he gave a soft cough. He was taken quite by surprise as he came messily and then suddenly pulled out in a panic of going into a knot.

As Wolford turned about to him, suddenly his face was being splashed in the droplets pumping out of the fox's cock. Matt's legs were quivering, he looked barely able to keep straight and Wolford snatched him by the backside, his face utterly smothered in the cum as Matt whimpered in delight. When his cock finally stopped spurting, he was then blushing firmly as Wolford opened his mouth up, lapping and slurping the cum from his face before grasping Matt's form and then gently licking it clean as Matt's eyes were wide and shimmering in delight.

"Did that help you?" Wolford questioned, only for Matt to lunge forward and snatch him in a kiss.

"I'm in town tomorrow too... anywhere we can meet in the evening?" Matt questioned and Wolford blushed, was he going to have a relationship with this kid now? This couldn't be a good idea....