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As the locker room door clicked shut, Bryce couldn't believe his luck. He shuffled his hooves against the tile floor, pretending to look for something in his locker, and giving his audience plenty of time to stare. He spread his legs and bent his knees, jutting his jet-black muscular flanks out in a display he knew would get the results he needed.

Bryce kept the pose for a minute, before abruptly straightening out and turning around. Just a few meters away, a lanky, white-grey wolf was feverishly trying to pretend he hadn't just been laser-fixated on the massive bull's posterior. If the poor attempt at looking like he was texting someone hadn't given him away, the considerable bulge in the towel swept around his waist would have done the trick just fine.

Maximilian swallowed hard as a set of hooves approached him. He'd known it was a terrible idea to start going to the gym. He always found a way to screw things up. The one time he built up the courage to put himself out of his comfort zone, someone just had to strike a stripper pose right in front of him.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to stare," Max's voice trembled as the bull came to a stop in front of him. "Please don't hurt me, it's my first time here and I really just wanted to try to work on myself..." Max's eyes roamed over the room around them as he babbled on, trying to focus on anything but the half-naked wall of muscle in front of him.

"Stop talking." Bryce said, looking down at Max who met his gaze. The smaller wolf's ears were folded flat and his paws shivered. 'Maybe I overdid it a bit,' Bryce thought for a second. He brought a hand forward and laid a finger at Max's chin, tilting the wolf's face up toward him. "You liked what you saw, didn't you?"

Max was stunned as Bryce's deep voice rumbled from above him. What kind of question was that? Still, it didn't seem like a good idea to lie to someone who could break you like a twig.

"Yeah, I guess I did..." Max said, barely managing to get the words out.

"I'm betting you'd like to see some more," Bryce said, his finger slowly stroking the side of Max's muzzle. This kid really was cute as a button, Bryce thought. Big, green eyes looking up at him, that slight body covered in soft, light fur. He might not have run the tape through to the end himself, but Bryce knew a boy who wanted a firm hand when he saw one. "That right, boy? You want to get your paws on me?" He continued, watching as Max's jaw slackened and his eyes lit up. The little wolf was finally starting to get what was happening.

"Yes-" Max began, and meeting Bryce's steely eyes, added: "Yes, sir."

Bryce grinned, this was turning out even better than he had hoped. Time to seal the deal.

"Give me your phone," Bryce said, holding his hand out. After almost dropping it, Max unlocked it and handed the phone to Bryce. Opening the messages app, Bryce sent himself a text and added his number as a contact. He smiled as he typed in the name: 'Daddy', with a bull emoji at the end. "You're going to call me when you're done here, and then you'll get all you can handle." Max nodded as Bryce gave him his phone back and went back to his own locker. He couldn't help his eyes immediately becoming glued to the bull's thick legs and the massive backside that swayed with every step.

Bryce dressed quickly, consciously giving Max a show pulling on a pair of tight jeans. Before he left, he looked to the wolf who was still sat in the same place. Judging from the sizeable tent he was pitching, Bryce guessed that Max would need a good moment to come down.

"Be seeing you," Bryce said, opening the locker room door and exiting.

Max sat still for what felt like forever, clutching his phone tight in his paws. 'Fuck, did that just happen?,' He thought. Looking at the closed door, he suddenly became acutely aware that he was sitting in just a towel with his erection on full display. Willing his cock to go down, Max cleaned up and stuffed his gym clothes in a bag. He felt his phone in his pocket like a hot coal, and when he exited the gym he stood for a long time wondering whether he should make the phone call. If he wanted, he could block the number and never go back to the gym again. But then he'd never know what Bryce was no doubt going to show him. He had to do it.

"Hey there, cutie," Bryce answered on the second ring. Even compressed by the phone speaker, his voice was deep and commanding. "Ready to let the bull ride you?"

"Yes, sir," Max said, swallowing hard. He felt like pinching himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"Good boy," Bryce replied. "Let me tell you where to go."

Bryce sent directions to Max, and the wolf followed them to a building near the gym. He entered the elevator and rode to the top floor. Approaching one of the two apartment doors, it opened before he could reach out to ring the doorbell.

"Welcome," Bryce said. He filled the doorway completely, towering above Max. Bryce had dressed for the occasion, wearing a tank top and white jockstrap to accentuate every curve of his thick musculature. Stepping aside, he ushered Max in and closed the door behind them. "I'm glad you came," Bryce said, stepping up behind Max. The wolf drew a sharp breath as the bull's hands came down on his shoulders, helping him out of his jacket and throwing it over a chair. "Are you ready to have a good time?"

Max turned around to face Bryce, who still held onto his shoulders.

"I don't know, I've never done..." Max began, looking up at Bryce who smiled down at him. "What's your name?"

"Bryce, but you can call me daddy if you'd like," Bryce said, pulling the shorter wolf closer by the shoulders. Max let himself be embraced by the bull. He couldn't deny it felt nice to have Bryce's thick muscles surround him. "What's a cutie like yourself called then?" Bryce said, letting a hand wander down Max's back.

"Max," The wolf moaned, hugging Bryce back as best he was able, his arms barely reaching around the bull's massive chest and stomach.

"Well, Max," Bryce said, craning his head down. "Nice to meet you." Max had to stretch upward as Bryce captured his lips. His body was pressed against Bryce's. 'He's so warm,' Max thought as Bryce's long tongue met his own, the bull easily plundering his mouth. Max's breath caught in his throat as Bryce's strong arms hooked around his chest, pulling him upward and spreading his legs apart around the bull's thick leg. Bryce pulled their mouths apart and grinned when he felt Max's rapidly growing manhood against his leg.

"Think I found something else I'm excited to meet," Bryce said, pressing his thigh against Max's crotch. Max whined in pleasure as Bryce ground against him, his pants suddenly painfully tight. "You're going to give me all of this. Every inch of it is mine." Bryce said. Max nodded, eyes glassy as Bryce's vice grip kept him pressed against the much larger bull. Bryce could tell Max was still somewhat nervous, but his wagging tail betrayed the little wolf's excitement.

Bryce released him down onto the floor and once again let their lips collide. Max shivered as Bryce's hands ran down his torso and when a big hand ran over his crotch he struggled to keep his legs upright.

"Get these off. Now." Bryce ordered, pulling back whilst Max fumbled with the buttons on his jeans. They fell to the ground and Bryce's hands were instantly hooked into the waistband of his briefs, pulling them off and leaving Max standing in only his shirt.

"Fuck, I'm going to enjoy taking you," Bryce growled and pulled Max with him. Max had little time to check his surroundings before Bryce sat him down in a large sofa and kicked his legs apart. Max's cock stood at full attention, his breaths heavy with lust. He didn't really know what to do but luckily Bryce was more than happy to take the initiative.

"Let daddy take care of you," Bryce whispered, sinking to his knees in front of Max. The wolf's cock stood at full attention, a drop of clear preseed gathering at the very tip. Max drew a sharp breath as Bryce grabbed both his legs and pulled them over his broad shoulders, leaving Max half-lying in the sofa. The bull's massive hands almost completely encircled his skinny legs, he wasn't going anywhere until Bryce was finished with him.

Max whimpered as Bryce's broad tongue shot out and made contact with his balls. Bryce's eyes twinkled in satisfaction as Max moaned and grabbed the sofa cushions at his side. Just as he'd expected, this little wolf wasn't about to grab him by the horns and fuck his face. It was so rare to find the perfect combination of hung, skinny and bashful. Boys tasted so much sweeter when they were just the right amount of intimidated and turned on by the massive bull who so eagerly went down on them.

"Oh, fuck," Max swore as Bryce licked from the base of his cock to the very tip, his hot breath bristling the wolf's tan fur all over. Max's breath caught in his throat when Bryce grinned, opened his maw wide and slid Max's fat pole all the way down his gullet.

He could've shot, right then and there. The blinding pleasure of the bull's soft, wet mouth and large tongue perfectly stimulating Max's virgin pole kept him on the very edge. There was no chance of him lasting much longer, though. Bryce sensed as much and withdrew, leaving only his long tongue slowly playing over the sensitive tip. Instinctively, Max tried to buck his hips to get back inside that wonderful heat, but Bryce's strong arms kept him still.

Bryce could see the desperate lust in Max's eyes and he relished it. He wasn't cruel, just making a point. Just because you have a fat cock doesn't mean you get to decide how it's used. Still, though, Bryce was hungry to see what Max looked like when pushed over the edge. Not to mention he was sure the young wolf would be more than happy to provide seconds or thirds.

Max held his breath as Bryce descended on his cock again, furiously sucking the air out of his muzzle and dragging his tongue over Max's oversensitive cockflesh. As he bobbed up and down, Bryce felt the wolf's knot began to expand at the base of his sheath. 'Looking forward to that later,' he thought, imagining the little wolf's fat knot tied into his tight hole. For now, Max would have to make do with Bryce's mouth. Max clenched his fists as Bryce opened his mouth wide and encased his entire pole, knot and all, in his muzzle. His legs spasmed against Bryce's back as he was at last carried over the edge and the dam burst.

Max howled as Bryce greedily sucked down shot after shot of his cum. He'd never felt this good in his life, he hadn't dared imagine anything could feel this good. Bryce sighed in contentment as the little wolf spent his orgasm directly into his throat. Max tasted sweet, he couldn't wait to milk a few more loads out of him.

When at last he finished, Bryce kept Max's cock in his mouth, slowly swirling his tongue around to get every drop of wolf cum he could. Max gradually softened and when he felt his knot start to go down, Bryce pulled off and nuzzled his face against Max's balls, licking them as if to reward him for a job well done.

When Bryce at last stood up, Max opened his mouth to say something. He wanted to tell the bull how good it had felt and how he wanted to give him the same, but Bryce stopped him. He hooked his hands under Max's arms and lifted him up off the sofa, bringing him into his arms.

"You were delicious, Max," Bryce said, feeling the wolf push his snout against his throat, breathing in Bryce's masculine scent. "Let's rest a bit and then we can talk about something else I think you'd enjoy."

Max nodded his assent and Bryce carried him off into his bedroom. He climbed onto the bed with Max still in his arms and laid down with their heads next to one another. Max's eyes were closed and he nuzzled against Bryce's cheek, his arms around the bull's torso.

It didn't take long for the hug to turn into Max's paws wandering over Bryce's impressive muscles. The bull was so much bigger than him it felt unreal to touch. Being so much shorter, Max couldn't reach much further down than Bryce's upper waist, but the bull knew where his attentions were going.

"Oh don't worry, you'll get to bury your bone," Bryce whispered in Max's ear. "I want you to rut me as hard as you can, pup. I need that fat cock of yours in me all the way, you understand me?" Max nodded, turned on but still taken aback by Bryce's unfamiliar directness. "But before that, I've a treat for you," Bryce rumbled, a finger playing over Max's muzzle and into his mouth.

Max laid back onto the bed as Bryce got on his knees, marveling at the massive bull's backside being exposed to him. Bryce looked back at him and smiled, Max could guess what was coming next and he was in no position to object.

"Take a deep breath, now," Bryce said, swinging a thick leg over to straddle Max's chest. Pinning Max's arms to his side, he slowly lowered his ass onto the wolf's face, grinning as he saw Max's cock throb as his little top was soon completely enveloped by sweaty beef.

Max drew a ragged breath, his lungs completely filled with Bryce's overpowering musk. He couldn't see a thing, but as the bull sat down he felt Bryce's fat hole land squarely against his lips. Knowing what was expected of him, he opened his jaws and took a first, tentative lick. Bryce moaned as the broad, canine tongue made contact with his sensitive hole, and he pressed his hips down harder. With his head so restrained, Max couldn't do much but keep licking, and soon ran his entire tongue over Bryce's thick doughnut hole.

Max moaned himself as he felt the bull's hole began to open for him, and he immediately speared his tongue inside. When he'd first seen Bryce in the locker room he never would have dreamed of talking to him, but here he was.

"Good boy," Bryce moaned, feeling Max's tongue stretch him out. "Make out with daddy..." Bryce leaned forward, watching Max squirm as the bull's hot breath ran over his erection. Laying one arm over Max's stomach, Bryce firmly grasped Max's cock in the other, smiling as the wolf immediately moaned and drove his tongue deeper inside the bull's hot depths. Slowly, Bryce pumped his fist up and down Max's dick, watching in delight as thick rivulets of precum streamed from the tip and down, sheath and balls sodden with his own juices.

Max tried to buck his hips up, instinctively wanting more stimulation than Bryce was willing to give him, but he was no match for Bryce's strength pinning him to the bed. He whined in need as Bryce's hand ran down past his cock, cradling his balls and softly kneading them. Still, he wanted to do what he was told and kept running his tongue in and out of Bryce's ass. With every lick, he could feel the Bull's tight, but no doubt experienced, hole relax and welcome him inside. He could only imagine what it would feel to bury himself fully inside the massive bull. He shuddered to think how long Bryce would edge him before the wolf would be allowed to pop his knot inside and flood the daddy bull's insides with his virile seed.

Bryce kept him on edge for well over ten minutes, egging Max on with tender strokes and encouraging words. Max's entire face was covered in sweat and saliva, his entire world was the amazing feeling of eating out the dominant bull.

Max's breaths were strained and ragged as Bryce finally lifted his hips up away from his face. The bull brought a hand back to finger himself, rumbling in contentment as he spread his hole right in front of Max's face. Fat strings of spit clung between the bull's cheeks and hole. Max took it as a sign he'd done a good job.

Bryce clambered over him to lie back against the pillows, beckoning Max to follow him. It took Max a moment to collect himself, but when he looked back at Bryce his energy returned.

"Don't keep me waiting now," Bryce said, spreading his legs wide in invitation. Max shuddered as he saw the bull's thick, loosened hole wink at him. He shuffled over on the bed, placing himself between Bryce's legs with the tip of his cock just at Bryce's hole. Max watched in fascination as he slowly pushed inside, seeing Bryce's hole expand to take his cock inside. Bryce groaned as Max's fat manhood spread him wide, the pointed tip driving deep inside him.

At last, Max's hips came to rest against Bryce's soft globes. He bit down on his lips as Bryce's hole squeezed him tight, experienced muscle rippling over his pole. There was no hope of him lasting long with the bull milking him this way. Bryce seemed to sense his trepidation and locked his legs around Max's lithe waist, pulling the little wolf close to him. Max collapsed down onto Bryce's stomach, his face resting on one of Bryce's thick pecs.

"What a good boy you are," Bryce said, stroking Max's head and moaning as Max softly humped in and out of him. "You're making me feel so good..." Against his stomach, Max felt Bryce's own sizeable endowment throb in arousal. "Just keep going, pup. You're perfect."

"Yes, daddy," Max answered, smiling and pushing hard against Bryce. Hearing the bull's deep moans and feeling the thick spurts of precum against his own fur was all the encouragement he needed. He didn't have Bryce's muscle or attitude, but he felt like a stud seeing how the bull reacted when all of his dick pushed inside.

He began to withdraw more and slam back in as fast as he could, watching as Bryce's eyes closed in pleasure with every stroke. Bryce was so hot beneath him and held Max in a vice grip against him, only letting Max move his hips to pleasure Bryce's needy hole.

It didn't take long for Bryce to notice Max's breath becoming more ragged and his thrusts get shorter. Bryce hugged Max tighter to him, locking eyes with the furiously thrusting wolf.

"Be a good boy and tie me, Max," He huffed, pushing back against Max's movements. Max nodded and his eyes rolled back as Bryce clenched his hole tight around his cock. "Pop that knot inside me, give everything to daddy."

The bull's sultry voice sent Max over the edge, he groaned and pushed hard. For a brief moment, he worried he wouldn't fit, but Bryce's legs around him pushed him the final part in and his knot was surrounded entirely by the furnace heat and velvet grip of Bryce's experienced hole.

Max howled as he came, his head lifted toward the sky and his whole body shaking in Bryce's tight grip. The bull roared in pleasure and Max could feel a flood of wet warmth against his stomach as the bull spilled his seed in between them.

"Good boy... Good boy..." Bryce mumbled contentedly as Max's face sunk back between his pecs, the smaller wolf exhausted but satisfied.

"Thanks," Max said, turning his face to look up at Bryce. "Thanks, daddy."