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I wrote this ages back, been meaning to post it for a while. It's a sequel for a previous story (Wet Wolf) and develops the characters a little more. There is a third and probably a forth chapter on the way.

Luke stood on the diving block next to Roy aware that all the other otters were staring at him. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Chad lean over to the captain, Darren, and whisper something into his ear, he then raised his paw and pointed right at Luke making a wave of cold dread rush over him. There was still the stain of his own cum down his thigh, he had forgotten to wash it off. Heck his entire crotch was still damp with his seed from Chad's eager paws.

"On your marks" a voice disrupted his flow of thoughts and bought him back to the challenge ahead of him. A prior Olympian that if he beat would result in him being Chad's bitch. Or failure and a blowjob. Why did things have to get so complicated?

"Get set". The wolf tensed and assumed the position while Roy, the elder Olympian next to him did the same. Both of them stayed there, poised, muscles primed, ready to do their best.

A small explosion of a starting gun filled the pool and both wolf and otter were flying, a graceful arc in the air as far as they could go and then into the water with as little rippling as possible. The otter was ahead by a fox's rigid cock length, 5 inches or so, but the wolf was gaining. His arms worked fluidly, each one working like he had practiced so many times, his legs kicking in just the right way to propel him through the water at otter-like speed.

Before he realised it they were at the wall and turning. The first few times he had done this he had gotten disorientated but lots of practice made it as seamless as opening a door. He didn't even turn to look at the otter, not wanting to lose speed and just hoping he was going fast enough.

Lap after lap went by. One, two, three, four, five. At the half way point Luke risked a glance at the otter and realised he was ahead. Not by much, a wrong move and he'd plummet behind, but enough for now. Six, seven, eight. Another glance revealed that he had a head lead in front the otter. He was winning! Filed with his excitement he turned at the wall a moment too late. He recovered and took off but lost his lead. Neck and neck the two athletes ploughed through the water towards the end of the tenth lap. Both furiously pushed themselves to their very limit.

The world swam in front of the wolf's eyes as he gave it one last burst and felt the edge of the pool against his paw and glorious, glorious oxygen flooding his lungs in huge gasps. He saw the captain of the swim team walking over but couldn't make out what he was saying, his ears ringing from the effort. He felt strong hands grip him by the shoulders which helped tug him out of the pool.

"Well don!" The large otter boomed at him when it was clear he could hear again. "Didn't think you had it in you. Too bad Roy" The otter continued, his voice far too large even for his broad frame, as he turned to face the huffing and puffing otter.

"Eh, I'm getting old. Time to pass the torch on I guess." Roy replied. He sat up and gave Luke a gentle pat on the back "You keep that up you'll be at the olympics for wolves in no time" and with that the middle aged otter was gone.

It was later, a few hours later. The team had taken the wolf out for a celebratory dinner which had then proceeded into celebratory drinks which had leads to the wolf having to use the toilets. Without him knowing, his senses dulled by the beer, he was followed by the captain. The wolf unzipped and started to relieve himself and is then surprised by a zipping noise next to him. By automatic reaction he turned and made eye contact with the taller captain who grinned back. He tried not to, he knew he shouldn't, but his eyes drifted down to see what the captain of the swim team was packing between well toned thighs.

His eyes widened as he took in the long thick pink length, a plump head on the end emitted a stream of pee into the urinal. Still flaccid it would have take both of the wolf's paws to hold it's long smooth length. He also marvelled at the way this one had no sheath. He hadn't been in the right frame of mind to really check out Chad's soft equipment after their... indiscretion and had kind of assumed that he just slid out of his sheath when aroused like he did and like his canine ex's had. Seeing this thick flaccid monster unsheathed made his lips drip while his mouth watered.

"Heh, like that do you Luke?" The captain said with a grin. Once his stream ended his waved the end and then turned to face the wolf, his hand slowly stroking his length from base to tip as though he was massaging the last of his piss out, but Luke knew better.

"You ever want a go... you just give me a call. Chad told me you're an eager bitch. I'd love to see that muzzle of yours wrapped around me and just sliding back and forth" The otter stepped forward and reached down to fondle the wolf's sheath, the sudden movement taking Luke by surprise who just stood there and took it The wolf started to protest but was stopped by the otter holding up a hand. "Ah ah ah, I don't think anyone is less of a man for taking it up the ass. I've had everyone on the team. Even Chad."

The otter stops and zips himself up which releases the wolf from the swinging cock's hypnotic hold on him and the soft paw that had slowly teased his pink tip from his protective sheath. "Not a bad package you've got there yourself..." The taller captain said with a grin and slapped the wolf on his back which sent him staggering forward a step, the strength the otter had to be able to pull his bulky body through the water so fast more than enough to leave Luke smarting. "The offer is there". The otter paused and grabbed his crotch in a very crude display and grinned "And by there, I mean in my pants" then turned and left.

The wolf stood there for a few seconds, his cock hanging out of his fly, wondering whether he was now a piece of meat, some desirable object or a conquest for the captain to knotch into his bedpoll, he did say he had slept with everyone else though. But then he was cute and kind of sweet in that big dumb but strong way. The fact that his paws had got him fully out of his sheath, while not entirely erect and instead the tumulescent state between, in only a few seconds stood as proof of his attraction to the captain.

"My mother always told me if you leave it out a bird will come and peck it off" Chad's voice interrupted Luke's thoughts as familiar hands stroked his length slowly, his slim cock stiffening up to its full six inches. A soft bite on his neck made him gasp and his knot started to swell slowly. "Which would be a shame. I think it'll make a nice handle to hold onto tonight while I ride you into oblivion"

"So you really..." Luke started and then was interrupted again, what a rude otter, as Chad used his grip on the wolf's hard cock to turn him to face the attractive otter. His moved moved forward and pushed their lips together, the otter's tongue grinding in against the wolf's resisting mouth. Just as Luke was about to give in to the otter's advances the mouth was removed and was on his neck and biting down through his fur making him gasp out.

"Of course "I really". I always "I really" what is owed to me. Sometimes I can "I really" five times a night. And with an ass like how yours looks in my Speedo you're lucky I don't "I really" right here and now. But bathrooms have never been my thing." The otter lifted his muzzle from the wolf's neck and made sure the wolf was looking directly into his green eyes.

"Now I'm going to go home and get the place ready. You should come by in an hour, or else I think our swim team might have a change of mind about letting a dog on the team." The otter whispered into the wolf's ear as he gave the canine's short length a squeeze right up above the knot, making Luke weak at the knee's, and then slide the hard length back into the wolf's pants and carefully zipped him up. There was a soft kiss on his lips and then Chad was gone, leaving Luke unbelievably horny at the promise of what was to come, in is paw was the scribbled address of Chad's appartment.

Half an hour later Luke was standing outside of Chad's door. He was freshly showered, his cock peeking out of his sheath the entire time he had been washing off his body. Chad had a wonderful body after all and something about the way he treated him, the way he got what he wanted directly, made the manipulative otter all the hotter. He had never minded being on the bottom before but now, more than anything, he wanted to pound himself into that otter's tight rump and let him feel what a wolf's knot was for... after having being his bitch. The fact that he really actually wanted that thick otter pole sliding in his ass was annoying the otter to no end.

He adjusted himself and reached up to knock on the red door. The apartment building was nice, not too flashy but fancy in an understated kind of way. The few people he had seen going in and out of the building had obviously been well to do either through their own means or through old wealth. In his jeans, t-shirt and faded jacket he felt quite out of place. He knocked quickly on the door and looked down the hallway to see if anyone had seen him. It wasn't that he was ashamed of being with a guy, he'd been out with enough guys in the past to be past the "Oh god, I'm gay, must hide it" phase. It was the whole... scandalous affair, the dirtiness he felt from agreeing to hook up with Chad again. It wasn't like his threat was even all that intimidating.

Before he could continue to rationalise his thoughts and decide to leave the door handle shook and then the door eased open. Inside the doorway was Chad wearing absolutely nothing, a glass of red wine in one hand and a simple silver necklace with a small coral shell on it around his neck the only things he wore. Oddly enough though the otter wasn't posing in a way to show off his smooth abs or his muscled upper body. He wasn't even hard, three inches of sheathless pink flesh hung over his large balls distracting the wolf but completely unnoticed by the otter.

"Luke" the otter acknowledged and took a sip from his glass and then reached out and pulled the unresisting wolf into his apartment. He slipped his arms around the wolf and pulled him in close, not kissing him but just holding him there. The otter smiled, knowing that the wolf couldn't see his expression, as he felt the way Luke's heart beat increased and the way he shivered ever so slightly either in desire or distress.

"I'm a bit of a nudist around the place" Chad started, keeping his town light and conversational. Luke wondered if he was a little tipsy or just a very relaxed person, the serious down to business nature he had shown in the locker room and the bathroom gone.

"I'm sure you won't mind the view though" The otter said and then slipped back, his sheath lengthened slightly now, just under five inches but a lot thicker. He turned and stepped away, letting the wolf take his own initiative to follow. He could hear the wolf following, the jingle of his jacket being pulled off and put on the coat rack and while he couldn't literally feel the wolf's eyes he knew his gaze must be centred on his tight ass or thick tail which he flicked back and forth as he walked. In truth he was a little surprised the wolf had arrived, he had thought he might've been too chicken. Which is why had arranged other things but well...

Luke's attention was split between his otter host's very fine ass, an ass he wanted to push his muzzle into and lick through the crack and tease the tighter pucker he saw teases of every so often with his fingers until the bastard of an otter begged for him to fuck him. The rest of his attention, far more boringly, was looking at the otters stuff. The apartment was large and luxurious, a formal entertaining area, an informal lounge, a kitchen separate from the small dining area and what seemed to be the bedroom just off from there.

The otter stopped in the kitchen and waved to a bottle of wine and an empty wine glass on the counter. "Help yourself" He said as he finished the last of his own glass and topped it up far above the standard drink mark on the side. "I've always found I can last a little longer when I'm a little bit drunk. And I want to be able to ride you for as long as possible."

The wolf stepped forward slowly, feeling vulnerable despite being the one still in all his clothes, and poured himself a small glass of the red wine. As he lifted it to his lips the otter moved in behind him and slipped his arms around him. The wolf's muscles tensed, the one in his pants most of all, and he paused with the red wine at his lips. Soft lips brushed his neck and a hand slid down the back of his pants and gripped his ass tightly.

"How many guys've you had in here Luke?" The otter all but whispered as he worked his fingers through the wolf's crack. "How many guys've had you on all fours gasping for breath while they just thrust away?" The otters voice grew deeper and more lustful while fingertips gently circled his tight puckered hole.

"Two" The wolf barely managed to blurt out in reply. His tail lifted of it's own accord as the otter treated his anal ring with a tenderness neither of his ex's had shown. His sheath responded in kind and within moments his underwear was strained by his length. He took a deep gulp of the wine and almost spat it out as the otter continued.

"Is that all? Damn. With how well you sucked my cock I thought you must've been the bottom in all your relationships. And you can't tell me a wolf as good looking as you hasn't had a few boyfriends." Chad continued in a deeper voice as he worked the tip of his pointing finger into the wolf's surprisingly hot hole. "But there's something hot about fucking a top. Knowing that you're good enough to make him holler. Make him beg for more of your cock even when your balls deep..." The otter stretched out his last word and then bit down on Luke's neck and thrust his finger up to his knuckle and curled it so it gently pressed his prostate for the briefest of moments.

"Oh dear sweet fuck" Growled out the wolf as his vision blurred just for a moment, like the times he'd been swimming for hours without drinking and got out of the pool and dehydration headaches but with pleasure instead of pain. Another brush against his prostate and another tight wave of pleasure spread across his body, his underwear now damp from his pre.

"Those two guys were rubbish if you never felt this before" Chad said with a grin. He hadn't ever actually gotten to pop a cherry before, and while technically he wasn't now either the fact that the wolf obviously hadn't gotten the point of anal sex meant he was going to have even more fun tonight. He slowly pulled his finger out of the wolf, who responded with a soft gasp, and said while doing so. "Now, I'm more than happy to undo these jeans, bend you over and fuck you across the kitchen bench. But I thought the first time you give yourself to me should be in the bedroom so when you collapse afterwards you don't hurt your head."

The wolf watched the otter slip into the room, that thick tail the perfect counter weight to the large cock bouncing on the other side. He knew he could still leave but the option was even less apparent in his head after having the otter treat him like that. Like he was the otter's toy, and yet he got so much satisfaction from that finger. How had his ex's missed that part?

Mostly led by his erection he finished the last of the wine in his glass, refilled it by emptying the bottles contents, the last few drops sending reply over the liquids top. His tongue bemoaned the waste of good wine but his cock over ruled the tongue, brain and the rest of his body in short order and forced his legs to walk into the room.

The rest of the house, though very nice, was nothing compared to the otters bed chambers. The bed was large enough for four people and Luke couldn't help but wonder how often Chad entertained like this, if he did and this wasn't all just decadence for him to enjoy. The lighting had been dimmed and the otter was reclined on the bed, his body leaning against thick pillows. One hand held his wine glass and the other his cock, his paw moving up and down the shaft slowly to keep him hard but not actually to help him get off.

"Why don't you put on a little show for me wolf?" Chad said as he rolled the wine glass in his hand, half feeling a bond villain and half just enjoying the power he now had over the wolf. "I mean look at him" He continued, nodding down towards his cock. "He's only half hard. The more I like what you see the more I guarantee you will enjoy it..."

"I'm.. I'm not" The wolf started, his eyes glued on the otters thick length.

"You're here aren't you? We both know your going to end up with this pressed deep inside you.\, your breath coming in deep gasp while I... " Chad grinned as he saw his words have the reaction he wanted, his grey furred paws adjusting a bulge in his pants. "So... strip" The otter replied and took a sip from his wine glass.

Luke opened his mouth to argue and froze, realising that every word that the otter had said was true and that six inches of cramped wolf meat in his pants agreed with him. He slowly slipped his shirt off, not performing or making any show of it as he was all too aware of the otters eyes boring into him. His well toned chest and well groomed fur were revealed to a soft gasp from the otter. His jeans followed in much the same manner, revealing white briefs that reminded the otter of the swimmers he had worn earlier that day.

"Turn around pup" Chad growled out, his voice surprising even himself with the deep tones of lust and desire. What had started out as an easy way for him to get his balls drained had now turned into what felt like the beginnings of some kind of hot, heavy, panting, limbs entwined, fluids exchanged, screaming in ecstasy at the stroke of midnight relationship. He knew a lot of it was his balls talking and that after he came he may not be quite as interested, but there was a lot to like about this wolf. Six inches to like and a tight hole around him to be precise. "Then drop the jocks and bend over" He continued before taking another sip of the wine, his mouth quite dry from the anticipation.

Luke felt his skin burning under his skin in embarrassment. He'd been naked in front of his lovers before but never like this, like an object for their lust. And yet it was getting him hotter than he ever could have believed. He hesitated for a moment and then turned around, letting the otter admire his swimmers build and toned physique. He hooked his fingers in his briefs and tugged them down, bending over to get them all the way off.

"Fuck yeah, that's it wolf. Now just lift that tail" He heard the otter say in that deep voice that commanded his obedience. It was different to the one the otter had used in the locker room, a the bar, at the door. It wasn't manipulative or ambiguous but instead direct, forceful, lustful. He felt his tail lifting even before he consciously decided to do so and his paws had stretched out his cheeks to give the otter a better view of his tight,near virgin, ass.

Chad took in a deep breath through his teeth as the wolf presented himself. Immediately images of what he wanted to do that wolf flooded his mind. Numerous positions, several styles of foreplay, many many hours of exploring his silvery fur, his tight ass, those six pulsing inches that hung between his legs. He hadn't felt this turned on since his first lover in high school and it was driving him wild. He reached over to the side table set down his wine glass and grabbed a bottle of lube, one that he had hidden behind the tissue box for releaving himself at night, popped the top and applied a liberal amount to his cock.

Luke looked over his shoulder and felt a flush of arousal start at the tip of his cock and spread along his rigid length, then through his groin and then dissipate slowly as a warm feeling across his entire body. "He forced you into sucking him off and black mailed you into coming here" screamed the rational centre of his brain. "Yeah, but check out that cock! And that body. And that cute face." Replied his cock, balls and the part of his brain that knew he hadn't been laid in long enough.

The wolf straightened up and turned around. His eyes locked onto the otters and they both felt a soft shiver of reflected lust radiate down their spines. Love and hate, like lust and loathing, are two sides of the same coin called attraction. Luke's confused mind didn't know which one he felt and just knew he was attracted to the arrogant but sexy otter, while Chad knew exactly what he wanted.

He patted the bed and didn't say a word, the thick well lubed cock in his paws and their eye contact gave Luke the only message he needed. The wolf slowly climbed up onto the bed and then moved on all fours towards the otter. The otter leaned forward as the wolf got close and used his hand not fisting his cock to grip under the wolfs muzzle and draw him in to kiss deeply.

Luke moaned as their muzzles awkwardly pressed against each other, neither on designed to suit the other but will power and passion bridged the gap easily. The wolf shivered as two paws, one damp and sleek from lube, worked across his body and guided him forward. The otters fingers tweaked his nipples, stroked his belly, squeezed his ass and just never ever stopped moving. None of the wolf's previous partners had been anywhere near as passionate as the otter was being now and the irrational side of his brain was completely chimed out.

Without realising it Luke had been maneuvered onto his knee's over the otters hips. He only noticed this when the otter thrust his hips up and he felt something warm and moist press up against his tail hole and then slip through his ass crack. He whimpered and tightened himself, well aware of the size of the otter. He drew back from the otters eager lips and panted out "I haven't been... fucked... in a while". He felt his cheeks burning again, that short sentence admitting that he was going to give himself, pretty much willingly, to the otters advances.

Chad grinned back, his cock swelling just a little at the thought of getting to re-break in the wolf's rump. He rested both his paws on the wolf's ass cheeks and spread open and then, with the control of his hips that came from swimming practice seven days a week, he began to thrust up through the wolf's ass crack, each stroke letting the wolf feel his thick, smooth head brush against that tight tail hole. Each time the wolf gasped, blushed and tightened himself to resist the intruder. After several slow thrusts Chad decided to change tact.

"I know what I'm doing" he murmured out, choosing his words with care, not to console the wolf but to let him know who was in charge. Chad rolled his hips up and down slower and let his head mash against the resistant entryway for long seconds before continuing on through the crack. After doing so three times he suddenly growled out and leaned his muzzle into the wolfs neck. At the same time his paws shifted up t grip the wolf's hips and pulls him back onto the cock that was trying to invade his ass.

Luke gasped and whimpered as he felt the otters thick maleness starting to stretch him open. He squeezed down as hard as he could but the otter's cock was too hard, the lube making him too slick to resist. Another mating bite on his neck sent a shock of pleasure through his body and he unclenched for a second, which was all the otter needed. A deep stab with his hips and a tug on the wolf's hips and he was buried halfway in. The otter didn't hesitate though and gave a few more thrusts, each one sinking just a little more of his cock into the wolfs tight ass until he felt Luke's cheeks flush against his groin.

Luke's eyes opened wide and then clenched shut as shock gave way to pain. The otter was far larger, both thicker and longer, than either of the guys he'd let top him and far far more aggressive. His ass tightened down around the slick intruder which now stayed still as the otter stroked his paws along the wolfs back. Chad gave out a soft gasp as he felt the wolf clench down around him but held back the desire to thrust, to rutt, to make this wolf his complete bitch, for now.

"You like that don't you?" Chad whispered out. He clenched down on his cock muscles, making his cock flex and swell inside the wolf's overly stuffed ass. He gently stroked his dull claw tips along Luke's back and continued. "The way it stretches you out? The way it throbs like that, right in time with your heart beat."

"It's too big" Luke whined even though the pain was receding quickly, his anal ring no longer sending waves of pain through his body. The otter grinned and rolled his hips slowly, his eyes watching the look of inimitable pleasure on the wolfs face making a grin of perverse glee appear on his on muzzle.

"You won't be saying that in a minute" The otter said and before the wolf could react the otter had put both paws on his shoulders. Luke cried out in surprise as his torso was pressed back into the soft covers of the otters bed. His cock throbbed angrily between his legs and a shot of pre beaded on the otters moisture resistant fur as the otters large cock rubbed against his prostate on this new angle. While the wolf panted at this sudden, alien, wave of pleasure the otter adjusted himself like he was doing sit ups over the wolf. The muscles in his arms and legs tensed, well toned from swimming and training every day this was still an intense position for the otter, one he'd seen in books but never actually tried.

"What... what're you doing" Luke gasped out, looking up at the otter in confusion, no less turned on by this change in positions. In fact the angle the otter was on meant that the thick otter meat inside him was pressing against his prostate even firmer.

"Just trust me!" The otter growled out and then, before Luke could protest, he lowered his arms and thrust his hips down with all his strength. His hips slammed down against the wolf with a dull impact that echoed the room and left the wolf's mouth gaping open, not even a moan leaving it. The otter groaned deep and lifted himself just like the pushups he did every morning until only his tip remained inside the wolf and then thrust again. He shuddered with his full body as he rest against the wolfs tight ass and toned body, this position so intense, the wolfs ass so tight, he was already having difficulty holding back.

"Oh god" Luke moaned out and then bit his lip. Thousands of thoughts ran through his mind ranging from "He's not that bad" to "Dear sweet Jesus what have I been missing" but mostly it was a looping track of "Don't stop, so good, don't stop, so good..." that he couldn't quite verbalise. His hands gripped the wolf's back and held on like letting go would stop the incredible feelings spreading through him like a direct line from the otters cock to his own. He could feel a strange feeling building deep inside, like the one he got when fucking but over his entire body and not just his cock.

The otter lowered his head and pressed his forehead into the wolf's broad chest, the wolf's hands running through his short clipped head fur one after the other like a water fall. Chad's muzzle nipped and licked at the short fur as he raised and lowered his hips, harder and faster. He felt the inevitable growing pleasure in his cock as he thickened and pulsed. Normally at this point he'd slow down, pull back and cool down by using his lips on his partner or changing positions but right now he couldn't have stopped even if his grandparents had walked into the room. Faster and faster he thrusted, the wolf's groans getting louder and louder until he pulled up and was ready to give the final thrust when the door to his room burst open and the swimming team captain stood in the doorway, naked as the day he was born, ten thick inches pointing from his hips right at the couple.

The wolf grunted and felt his cock explode between them at the shock of being found, the otters cock still having a major part in making cum as hard as he did. The shock set the otter off his thrust and at the last moment he slipped out and pushed through the otters cleft instead, the warmth and pressure more than enough to send him over the edge. Chad grunted as the orgasm he had wanted was denied to him and the seed he had wanted inside this sexy wolf was spilt over the bed sheets instead.

"Well well well, the wolf turned up anyway huh Chad?" The taller otter said as he strode into the room, his cock swaying and slapping against his thigh as he moved with obvious intent. He put one of his large paws on the otters ass and squeezed the fleshy, toned rump with an obvious familiarity. "Just breaking him in for me huh?"