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Rix shivered and kicked where he lay, nose digging gently in against the base of the other husky's arousal; he pressed his footpaws against the wall by the head of the bed, trying to resist the urge to grind forward again and again beneath the slow, steady motion there. Ryker had quite easily slipped the pad of his thumb in along the underside of Rix's head, slick foreskin wrapping smoothly over the digit while the other husky's warm breath puffed out across his sack.

Another twitch and throb from first one and then the other, and Rix yet again nuzzled in against Ryker's length - while he felt his own tugged from the underside there, foreskin pinched gently between the thumb inside and the forefinger outside. That tension along his frenulum, pulling out from underneath, combined with the squeeze of the rest of his rim around his head... he shuddered again and sighed, drawing his muzzle back along Ryker's shaft towards his similarly hooded tip. He pursed his lips there at the underside, nipped the supple skin in his maw, tugged gently, then leaned forward again, swirled his tongue around - and closed his eyes when the other husky palpably throbbed within his mouth, head within swelling gently against the sensitive rim around it.

Again and again he circled there, feeling the overlapping wrinkles and slight tension there, paw gradually drawing up along Ryker's length. A squeeze and a push caused that skin to roll up over his head as well as the tip of his tongue, bunching together in thick, supple folds that spread and stretched easily at the slightest touch; he closed his eyes, swallowed, and squeezed the overhang between his lips, letting it roll and mash side to side, back and forth.

A little noise from the husky between his legs let him know that he was doing something right - and he returned the favor appropriately, Ryker's paw now having moved on to slip his soaked thumb along underneath Rix's own foreskin there. One of his footpaws kicked and twitched with the sensitivity, slickness kicked up under the coating of pre spread throughout.

That always happened, though. Often when Rix found himself between his partner's legs like this, nuzzling and nosing and licking and suckling, later on he would open his own pants and give himself a stroke and squeeze to find the inner folds of his own foreskin soaked through with gathered pre, and that squeezing towards the tip resulted in a situation much like pushing the frosting through a piping bag. The thought simultaneously made him smirk with amusement and squirm with arousal, and yet again he pushed forward against Ryker's paw - only to feel his slickened skin roll back past the rim of his head, cool air slipping in.

Ryker took the chance to slip back and forth around him there, stroking the other husky against the side of his muzzle while he nuzzled in towards the base of his cock. After another moment though he drew back, placed a line of kisses in along Rix's length, nipped the rim of his foreskin between his lips, sucked softly, and then drew it forward again, this time over a finger alongside his thumb. Just a slight added stretch, nothing unusual; then a second finger slipped easily in beneath the rim, and a third as well - and then Ryker gave Rix's buried head the slightest of squeezes there with his skin stretched out, careful not to press too hard in any one spot.

The other husky shuddered again and huffed through his nose, mouth still occupied by Ryker's own. He swallowed again, dove down, felt smooth skin roll gently back between his tongue and the roof of his mouth, then held himself there, slurping and swallowing all around it. One paw came up to massage at Ryker's sack, deliberately pulling him in against his nose; Rix remained there, still working his jaw, then slowly slid backwards.

This time when he drew along Ryker's head he tightened his lips again, bunching the smooth, soft skin together, tugging back, rolling it in over itself. Another flick from his tongue, a tug back from his paw, then a push forward, and yet again he sleeved the loose overhang up across himself, and now held it in place there with his lips while stroking, loving the steady, smooth feel of it slipping back and forth, again and again. Bit by bit he felt the other husky start to stir and tense up against him, his fingers within Rix's tightening, squeezing, spreading out, then unfurling his skin from around them, only to then bunch together and slip back underneath again under the slickness already coating both.

Shivering, shuddering, each panting and squirming, Rix finally managed to pull himself back, through nipped Ryker's foreskin between his lips and let it stretch as far as he could without forcing it, then finally let it flop back into place. Glistening, slickening with saliva as well as pre, he pressed his paw down along Ryker's length until it started to roll back again, then pursed his lips forward against his revealed head, rolled it up into place... and looked down the two huskies' bodies as Ryker did the same to him, one paw shimmering with the sheer volume of what Rix had leaked out against him. Still there was more there: Ryker rolled him up against himself once, twice, a third time, each time with Rix's rim sucking into place and pulling free, smearing his lips and muzzle in glossy wetness.

Each dog looked at the other, mouth open and tail swaying with evident delight. Ryker gave a few more pumps to Rix, his smooth, supple skin slipping easily back and forth; he couldn't help but thrust forward and run his lips over Ryker's again, then once more had to force himself to pull back.

"Are you ready now?" Ryker rumbled, amusement clear on his muzzle. He reached up to wipe at his mouth, swallowed, then popped those fingers one by one in.

Rix returned his grin, then moved to flip himself around again. He straddled the other husky's hips, Ryker now leaning back along the pillow. "Oh, I've been ready. Are you?"

"Well, you just gave me a month's worth of lube and we didn't even open the bottle, so-"

Paws settled onto shoulders; Rix squeezed his legs at Ryker's waist, wiggled down and back, pushed until he felt the saliva-slickened end of his shaft push up under his tail.

"So let's find out."