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"Are you sure about this?"

"Oh it'll be fine. We won't be staying long anyways. And you're not the first guy I've brought to meet him. But you are my favorite." The female renamon was driving the car that she and her boyfriend were riding in.

The boyfriend in question was a large and muscular wolf with differing shades of grey fur. Despite his outward appearance he was actually rather shy and tended to get nervous about things, the upcoming meeting of his girlfriend's father being one of them.

"Just relax, Dylan. You're overthinking it. Just trust me on this. Everything's going to be just fine..." Meygan was certainly sounding sure of herself. Her words and demeanor did help to ease Dylan's worries and the rest of the car ride consisted of them talking back and forth. They had gone off the beaten path away from the main roads and cities. Driving down a dirt road carved through a forest, they made their way further out until they came upon a large rustic house surrounded by a gate.

"Here we are," Meygan said. She turned off the car and stepped out of it. Dylan did the same but opened the back door to get their things. They would be staying for a bit at this place for a few days.

"Wow. Nice place," Dylan acknowledged.

"Thanks. My dad's retired now. He likes the quiet and his privacy..." Meygan explained. She led her boyfriend up the dirt driveway and through the gate until they stepped up onto the porch patio. While Meygan knocked on the door, Dylan took a moment to set the bag down and admire the scenery. Lush grass and a natural pond was just outside of the gate. They were surrounded by tall pine trees. Instead of the city ambiance he was used to, the wolf was instead treated to the quiet and distant sounds of nature. Leaves rustling and birds chirping...

The front door opened and Meygan squealed happily as she threw herself at her father. Greeting her fondly was a taomon that looked surprisingly youthful despite being in his late 40's. Dylan quickly attempted to make himself presentable. The taomon looked over and just huffed when he looked at the wolf. Dylan noticed this but he still dared to approach and outstretch his hand.

The taomon did shake his hand but it was with obvious reluctance. "So this is him..."

"Yes, this is my boyfriend, Dylan," Meygan introduced. "Dylan, this is my father, Grant."

"Pleased to meet you, sir," Dylan said as politely as he could.

"I can imagine..." Grant said. "Well go ahead and bring those bags in. I'll show you to the guest room..."

Things were certainly awkward for the wolf. He followed the taomon and the silence was really getting to him. Animosity was practically radiating from the older male the entire time.

"Here it is. You'll be sleeping in here while my daughter stays in her old bedroom," Grant said. Dylan knew better than to dispute that and he handed off Meygan's bags to Grant. The taomon promptly took his leave, saying that dinner would be prepared soon.

Dinner was even more awkward for Dylan. Grant and Meygan were chatting back and forth. The father was smiling and laughing as they caught up but would stop when his gaze was focused on the wolf sitting on the other end of the table. Dylan did his best to not let the taomon's gaze get to him. Meygan was glancing over him as well, giving him sympathetic and encouraging looks.

He was the first to finish his meal and retire to the guest room again, unable to endure Grant's leering any longer. In order to distract himself, Dylan began to unpack his things and gathered some things to take a shower with.

"Why are you being so hard on him?" Meygan asked. She and her father were washing the dishes together just like they used to.

"I'm just looking out for you," Grant said curtly, not meeting his daughter's gaze.

"You weren't like this the last time," Meygan pointed out.

"There's just something about him." There was this feeling that came over Grant the moment he laid eyes on Dylan. But he refused to explain it any further, his reasoning being left as a mystery to Meygan.

"Just at least make an effort," Meygan pleaded. "I think he might be the one."

"Hmmm..." Grant finished washing the dishes and went to dry his hands. Those words coming from his daughter made those feelings within him all the stronger. Meygan had never said anything like that before. He was never intimidated by the others, knowing that they were just short-lived flings. And yet Dylan got under his skin the moment their eyes met.

"Alright. I'll give him a chance. But only for you," Grant said with a softness in his voice.

"Thanks," Meygan said warmly. She dried off her hands as well and decided to go into her old bedroom, wanting to unpack as well.

Grant dropped his slight smile and went down the hall for the guest room. He didn't bother knocking and stepped into the room just as Dylan came out of the bathroom that was attached to it. The wolf had just dried his fur and was clad in nothing more than a towel around his waist. The bigger male was frozen in place from the pure shock of being suddenly walked in on.

"G-Grant, what are you doing?" Dylan asked.

"You're not good enough for my daughter. Neither were the ones that came before you, but she clearly likes you more than them. My daughter thinks highly of you but I can't see why. Sure, you're in good shape but that seems to be it. You cower much too easily. What a waste of muscle," Grant ranted.

Dylan continued to stand there but he was starting to feel conflicted. Maybe it was just his imagination but it felt like Grant was subtly flirting with him. His tone was harsh and his gaze was stern but his words were laced with what seemed to be compliments...

"I have a regular gym routine. I can protect Meygan if I have to-"

"Furthermore," Grant interrupted. "I doubt you can even satisfy my daughter. You're likely all muscular to make up for what you lack down there!" The taomon ended his words but tugging the towel off. Dylan was unprepared and too slow to stop his girlfriend's father.

His towel came right off and his cock was exposed. Grant's expression faltered a bit. He had been clearly expecting something else. But Grant's cock was huge. Both lengthy and thick. Dangling underneath it was a pair of heavy balls too.

"All the same. Size means nothing if you don't know how to use it. Something like that is probably made useless being attached to you," Grant persisted. "You couldn't even get her pregnant."

"I could if I tried," Dylan responded shyly.

"Oh stop kidding yourself," Grant said. "I won't believe it unless you show me yourself."

Dylan had been feeling there was something more to the taomon's words. But now it was rather obvious that he was being baited into sleeping with the older man, it being portrayed as some kind of challenge. But there was something that Dylan noticed: Grant, despite his harsh words, was looking very interested in his cock. Impressed even. Though the taomon kept up his harsh attitude, Dylan was starting to suspect that it was perhaps a persona. There was definitely more to the older male than what he outwardly presented.

"I'll do whatever it takes to prove you wrong," Dylan said, taking on a confident stance and tone of voice. Just like that, he was feeling less embarrassed. His nude body clearly had some kind of effect on the digimon. For a moment it looked as if Grant would start drooling.

Grant actually smirked as he made a motion with his fingers, coaxing the wolf to get close to him. Doing just that, Dylan came in as close as he dared and was surprised to see the older male getting down on his knees with a spry quickness.

"I'll go easy on you and start with something simple: endurance." Grant took hold of the meaty wolf cock as best he could. The thickness kept his hand from fully wrapping around. It was semi-hard but still heavy. That weight increased as the length twitched and inflated from the blood being pumped into its thick veins.

Dylan couldn't help but groan a bit from the soft stroking his cock was given. Grant was actively working to get him erect. His hand was moving up and down in a controlled manner. Moving up and back down again, the motions of his hand were perfectly timed and it didn't take very long to get his cock at full mast.

Grant couldn't help but gasp from it getting even bigger. It stood just a few inches from his face and though Dylan was fresh from the shower there was a light masculine scent radiating from the erection. The taomon was doing his best to keep it together but it was hard to hide his true desires.

Grant was gay and he was also just as much of a slut now as he was back then. His distrust of Dylan and wanting to protect his daughter were his true feelings but there was even more that he was hiding. The most damning was his instant attraction to Meygan's boyfriend. He was large, strong, and he actually found the wolf's nervousness an added bonus. But he couldn't just outright admit to any of that. He had to take things further then they needed to be and string the canine along into playing his game. It was taking more effort than he expected to keep the charade going.

Still using just one hand that was barely wrapped around the flesh, Grant began stroking it. The foreskin in his grip was being moved along in time with his hand motions, moving back and forth. Dylan reacted to this with deeper groans that were sending shivers down the digimon's spine.

Doing his best to save face, Grant just grunted as he kept up the steady handjob. Moving his hand along at a continuous pace, he was getting a good feel for the length. Its size, warmth, and the way it pulsed with strength. It was making his mouth water and his hole twitch.

Doing it faster now, Grant felt the cock pulse harder in his hand. A grunt came from Dylan, his voice being a bit deeper than it usually was. This served as motivation for Grant; to unveil the canine's "inner nature." Maintaining this faster pace obviously made the pleasure rise and it showed in the form of precum starting to leak out.

Coming from the thick tip was an ooze of clear fluid that was thick in its own right. Having his eyes drawn to it and his mouth watering all over again, the taomon couldn't help but catch it with his tongue. After moaning from the taste, he kept his tongue extended and began to gently lap it over the tip in hopes of catching more precum as soon as it came out.

Now Dylan was having his cock pumped by hand and his tip licked at the same time. In fact the two moves were done in tandem with each other. As a stroke back and forth came, there was a lick to accompany it. Doing this to an unfailing rhythm was working the wolf up. The pleasure was rising and his chest was starting to heave.

More precum leaked from his tip, much to Grant's delight. He was even faster to lap it up this time. Dylan was still feeling conflicted about the whole thing. Grant's body language and sounds all suggested him enjoying this but when he looked down the taomon would give another one of those hard looks.

Killing two birds with a single stone, Grant's next act would distract Dylan and allow him to save face. That act was easing his hand off and ceasing his tongue. The lack of stimulation lasted only for a bit. The taomon opened his mouth and leaned forward.

A gasp came from Dylan and a shiver was forced down his spine. The older male was pushing himself to take his cock. It was being done slowly but that just made the feelings all the more intense for him. Grant had to pace himself but this action was also working to distract Dylan from his faltering expression. It was gradually getting harder for him to hide his enjoyment.

That taste of his cock was amazing and it fit to snug in his mouth, getting even deeper as they passed the tip. He could hear Dylan panting and the cock was throbbing harder against his tongue and lips. A spurt of precum came out and the taste struck his senses immediately. It took real effort for him to not moan from just that.

From Dylan's perspective, he was juggling with the pleasure that came from his cock being gradually engulfed. Grant's mouth was so soft and warm. He could even feel the tongue moving against his underside a bit. It felt so good that the wolf wondered for a moment if Grant had done something like this before. But it was hard to think any further when half of his total length was inside now.

Grant's mouth was stuffed full at this point but he wasn't going to stop. He kept pushing and felt the tip sinking into his throat. There was a bit of strain and it was harder to breathe but he kept pushing and his windpipe gave way, opening up further to allow the hot flesh inside. It had been a while since he took a cock so big into his throat but it was clear that he hadn't lost his touch.

Dylan was moaning out now, unable to resist the tightness and heat of the older male's throat. As his cock was sliding down deeper that heat and tightness was becoming more intense. Those soft walls were squeezing down on his cock. A mix of his own precum and Grant's saliva was helping the length ease in. He watched with amazement as Grant gradually took all of his cock, swallowing every inch down and having it throbbing in his throat.

It was just a few days ago when Meygan took his entire cock for the first time. Even after that it was still a major challenge for her. But her father had taken it all in one go. He pulled his head back and a moan was forced out of Dylan from the soft walls grinding along his length. It rolled over his tongue again. Another ooze of precum came out to coat it. After promptly swallowing it down, Grant was quick to push his head forwards again.

It took little time for Grant to get used to the wolf's cock size. For him it was still a tight fit but his desires were strong enough to drive him onwards. Sliding his head back again, he lapped at the shaft with his tongue, swirling and grinding it along the bottom and sides. After drinking down the next spurt of precum, Grunt pushed the cock into his throat again. He felt it swelling beyond its usual means and the cock's heat radiated against his oral walls.

Dylan's panting was getting harder. The pleasure rose even higher from the blowjob getting smoother. As soon as Grant's head had rocked back, it was pushed ahead again and all of his inches were engulfed. Half was being lapped all over by a soft tongue while the rest was being hugged by the warm passage.

Steadily bobbing his head up and down, Grant was shivering and felt himself getting hard. Having his senses consumed and focused solely on the muscular wolf was doing so much for him. He could see why Meygan took such a liking to him. The taomon couldn't get enough of sucking on Dylan's cock and drinking down his precum.

"Ooh man..." Dylan moaned. He had only just adjusted to the feelings of being sucked and deep throated. Grant was so good at it too, showing that he had a great amount of skill in giving oral pleasure. Things were kept fresh by Grant lifting his hands up to cup and fondle the wolf's smooth furred balls. The feeling of having his sack gently stroked and rubbed added to the greater whole. Even more precum was being released from the added stimulation his balls were given. The sucking came faster and Dylan growled a bit, a sound that made the taomon's ears flick. That spurred him to pick up the pace even more. Shoving the length down into his throat every time, Grant took things further by squeezing his throat down on the cock. Doing so on purpose and tugging the balls as well was making Dylan growl even more, much to his growing delight.

"I'm not sure if I can last much longer," Dylan groaned.

Grant slid his mouth off and Dylan shuddered from the feeling. The tip popped free and Grant wiped his mouth, looking up at the wolf with a challenging smirk. "This is a test of endurance, remember?"

"Am I doing a good job?"

"Let's see how long you can last first..." Grant said. He pushed the tip past his lips again and picked up where he left off. The length slipped into his throat again and the tongue was back to lapping all over his cock. Those hands were also put to work again, running all over the weighty sack. Grant couldn't help but smirk around the girth. He was looking forward to having a big and thick load to drink down. It shouldn't take much longer...

Grant was certain that he would make Dylan cum. The wolf could feel that he was indeed close but not on the brink like the taomon assumed. He still had some room for more and wanted more from the other male. Specifically, he wanted to take matters into his own hands. Another growl came from him, again contrasting with his softer way of speaking. As the pleasure rose back to the point it was at before, Dylan felt that he needed more. Grant's mouth was so hot and warm but the simple back and forth motions of his mouth weren't enough for the wolf.

He didn't think before he acted. The canine's instincts were already propelling him to act. His big hands came down and took hold of Grant's head and his strong arms kept it in place. The digimon was stunned for a moment and then tried to resist but it did him no good. Dylan had a firm hold on him and was keeping him in place. His voice was muffled around the cock that was still plugging his mouth. The option to move his head about was taken away from him. In its place was Dylan rocking his own hips back and forth. Even from the start, the bigger male was using force to push and tug that fat cock of his against the walls of Grant's throat.

Grant's eyes widened when he felt it, the thickness being shoved all the way down, the further bulging of his throat. The taste of Dylan was even stronger on the digimon's tongue now, the cock's precum was being spurt with greater force and slathered the tongue when it was pulled back. For someone like Grant, the immediate reaction was to protest and demand that Dylan stop. If he was keeping in character, it was best to make it clear that Dylan wasn't the one in control. But those strong hands on his head, those growls that reached his ears, and the spurts of hot precum that were still firing directly down his throat...it was all too much for him to resist. Whether intentional or not, Dylan had no trouble breaking down the older male's facade. Of course Grant wanted more of this. He wanted to be handled and treated roughly, to be used and have his windpipe broken in by the thick and long wolf dick.

Dylan gave him what he wanted. He was driven by a mix of his own desires and instincts. The primal need for pleasure and the need to prove himself to the taomon that obviously thought so little of him. He would prove himself and also snuff out the blazing flames of his lust. Along with the wolf's deep growls and huffs were the sounds of Grant's throat being stuffed full over and over again. But there was something else too. Dylan thought it was just his imagination at first but no, the sound was coming from Grant as well. He was making it. The taomon was moaning around the canine's cock, voicing his satisfaction.

Dylan nearly hesitated, being stunned by what he heard. But his lustful feelings were even stronger and they drove him even further. Baring his fangs and now sounding even manlier than before, Dylan was driving his hips even harder than faster than before. They pulled back further and came ramming in with more than enough force to shove every inch deep inside. More precum was fed to him. It seemed to be coming out endlessly from those fat balls. Grant couldn't find anything to complain about, even if his mouth was free all that would come from it would be moans. He would beg for that cock to be shoved past his lips again.

There was no ounce of resistance in him. In fact his mouth was watering around the pumping length and his nostrils were flaring from the deep inhales that poured the wolf's natural scent into his lungs. Another loud moan reached the wolf's ears. Grant was thankful for the hands that were holding his head in place. It would have been knocked about by the force of Dylan's thrusts. But that's what he was looking for. Grant found the younger male very attractive but that shy and soft spoken demeanor wouldn't do. He hadn't expected Dylan to have a strong and forceful, one so aggressive and solely focused on gaining pleasure. But he was glad that there was more to Dylan than what appeared on the surface.

Grant savored as much as he could, knowing that it wasn't going to last for much longer. And he was right. The lupine's cock was throbbing hard and those swinging, churning balls of his were finally starting to draw up. Dylan was still going strong, slamming his pelvis into the digimon's face without relenting. His throat was forced to stretch around it, being easy to thrust into now. Those soft walls were slathered in hot precum and the taste of it was deeply imprinted on his taste buds. He couldn't get enough and feeling that shaft throb so hard was making his own heart pound hard.

When the last thrust came it was accompanied by a deep snarl and the first gush of cum. It was quickly followed by another and another after that. Grant's eyes widened as he felt his mouth was being filled up from the powerful jets that were flying from the cock's tip. Acting quickly, he did his best to swallow down the loads but more were coming. It all rushed over his tongue and some was already spilling from the corners of his mouth. Dylan made it easier for him by pushing the length down into his throat again. It was all being pumped down his windpipe and into his stomach. Grant moaned around the spurting cock as he felt his stomaching being filled in such a short amount of time. The wolf's cum was so hot and thick, spreading its warmth throughout the rest of his body. Swallowing around the length earned him even thicker jets that led to his stomach expanding from the sheer amount that was being added on top of what was already inside of him.

When the cock was pulled free, a few fat ropes were released all over Grant's face before Dylan sighed deeply, finally done with his long and powerful climax. His cock was still hard and dripping, pointing directly at the taomon's muzzle. Grant gulped a final time and felt the hot spunk running down into his stomach. The entire experience was much better than he expected and his false persona of being standoffish and uninterested was completely shattered. Luckily, Grant seemed to be too dazed to notice. Acting quickly, Grant repaired that persona and huffed as the wolf stepped back a bit more.

"You could have given me a warning beforehand," Grant said with an unamused tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't know what..."

"Don't bother apologizing. You'll just be wasting your breath," Grant interrupted. He sighed with relief internally, being glad that Dylan hadn't noticed his earlier breaking of character. "We're not done yet. I was doing most of the work sucking on your cock. If you really want to prove yourself, let's see you put that cock to actual use."

Turning around to keep his smirk from being seen, Grant climbed onto the bed and made himself open to the wolf. He was lying on his back and lifted his legs to show off the tight and pink hole under his tail. Dylan was left gawking at it, his cock was starting to twitch again. Grant just rolled his eyes and urged the wolf to get over to the bed already. Perking up, the staring canine blinked and approached. The annoyed sounding digimon was actually brimming with excitement and anticipation. It just took nearly every fiber of his being to not outwardly show it. He got lucky from Dylan being too caught up in his own lust to notice the way he acted. That mistake wouldn't be made by him again.

After taking a deep breath, Dylan closed the distance between them and aligned his cock with the older male's hole. He was already prodding his tip to the entrance and this made Grant groan a bit.

"D-don't think that being big down there means you have what it takes to satisfy me," Grant said. His tone faltered for a moment but it was missed by the wolf. Feeling that the time was right, Dylan began pushing his cock inside of the hole. Using the mix of fluids that were already on his length, the muscular canine eased it in slowly. With a bit of pushing the tip slid in, making them both grunt. Dylan immediately felt the tip being squeezed by the soft passage. It was more than enough to make him huff but Grant was still looking unimpressed.

"This is what you have to offer my Meygan?" Grant asked, his tone having a certain something to it that Dylan couldn't immediately place. He wasn't deterred by whatever it was and continued to push more of his cock inside. Grant's tailhole was being spread even wider around the entering cock. Its girth was certainly felt by the bottoming male. It would have been easy for him to visibly melt right then and there but he kept up the current attitude, proclaiming that he still thought little of Dylan's prowess.

Dylan was going slowly and carefully all for the sake of not hurting his girlfriend's father. But the taomon's words were starting to get to him. Scowling as well, the annoyed canine forgot about being careful for a moment and instead jammed his cock inside of the snug hole. Grant's next words were caught in his throat. The feeling of being spread further and having his ass stuffed full of wolf cock shut him right up. Being so big and hot, the hard flesh was throbbing firmly against his soft walls.

Having all of his cock buried deep inside of Grant was more than enough to trigger the wolf's instincts again. Without being told too or waiting for another one of his insults, Dylan began rocking his hips. He tugged his slicked cock back and pushed it forwards again. Going slowly at first, Dylan had the courtesy to not slam into the tailhole in a rough manner right away. Rather he started slowly enough and aimed to work his way up to that point. Going in deep and pulling back, he moved his cock along. His girth ground against the soft walls, making them spread even more. Grant huffed from the feeling but was again cut off by the next rough thrust inside.

Grant bit his lip, a surge of pleasure raced through him from this. He nearly gasped aloud from the bulge that was formed in his lower stomach. He was being proved wrong already but wouldn't admit that. When their eyes met, the taomon purposely rolled his eyes and shook his head a bit, looking more disappointed than anything else. Dylan's nervousness was again melting away, giving rise to that desire to prove Grant wrong. He kept up the roughness when pulling his cock back, leaving just his cocktip inside. There was time given to prepare himself but the next push in struck Grant's senses. He did try but just couldn't get himself ready for it. Dylan was just too big... And that cock of his was reaching so far in each time, stroking the digimon's prostate along the way. It made Grant's own cock hard and it began to leak right away. He couldn't think of anything to say. This was again what he wanted. Dylan's cock was starting to move faster within him. The deeper parts of his ass were expanding around the sinking tip. As if squeezed around the inches, Dylan huffed and went in for another pull back and deep thrust.

After that one they were coming in faster now. The large wolf was rocking his hips in a steady manner and kept it up as his grunts were getting deeper. Keeping up the force led to their bodies smacking into each other. The wolf's balls came swinging in and would roughly smack against Grant's. Gasps came from the taomon, his body being rocked by the power behind the incoming thrusts. Even faster than before, the older male was moaning out from the pleasure that overtook him. His resistance was rendered immediately useless against the amazing cock that reached so far in while also rubbing so firmly against his walls.

"F-fuck! You're so big..! Don't slow down!" Grant exclaimed.

"H-huh?" Dylan asked, slipping out of his focused state somewhat.

Grant was having none of them and spoke with commanding authority. "Just fuck me, you stupid wolf!"

Dylan did that but got back at the taomon for the comment by aiming for the prostate a few times on purpose. Doing that made the other male squirm against him. A smirk spread across Dylan's muzzle. It became very apparent that Grant wasn't the man he presented himself as. He could say that he wasn't enjoying all of this but his body language and moans would give him away. Grant realized that as well and made no further attempts to hide it. He was still harsh, demanding to be fucked, but the wolf had more control and aimed to use it.

Without a warning of any kind, the wolf drove his cock into the digimon's ass with greater force and speed. Now the bed was being rocked along with the taomon's body. They were making a lot of noise in the room and ran the risk of getting Meygan's attention but neither seemed to care. Grant didn't tell Dylan to slow down or ease up and the wolf certainly wasn't going to do so willingly. Upon discovering the wolf's true nature he was aiming to "prove" himself and fulfill his desires. His fear had ebbed away completely and it was replaced by a certainty and confidence that fueled his actions.

The bulge in Grant's already inflated stomach got even bigger. His insides were spread even further and his gut was expanding from the precum that was being pumped from the cock's tip. He was made to take all of it. Even as some leaked out there was still more than enough to make his stomach steadily swell up more and more. Now it was hard for him to complain, let alone form words. The pleasure was mind-numbing and Dylan was keeping it up while showing no signs of tiredness or aching. He was still going strong while the taomon's body and cock were both pulsing so hard.

Submitting to the wolf completely, Grant moaned out and his body shook hard from the climax that overtook him. He came hard without touching his cock once so far. It throbbed so hard and was shooting ropes all over his own body. The taomon could only exclaim from the feeling that paralyzed him. Thick ropes of digimon spunk flew out and his prostate was still being milked by the wolf, still thrusting hard and fast inside of him. Grant could do little more than endure and pant heavily from it all.

From his intense orgasm, Grant's ass was squeezing down even harder than before. Dylan pushed through those clenches and used them to his own advantage, feeling his own climax approaching. He aimed to blow his second load while also dominating the other male that had so much to say about him. It was with great satisfaction that he thrust in hard for a final time. Grant's stomach began expanding even more and at a faster rate. Fat gushes of the wolf's spunk were being ejected with force. Dylan was panting and growling hard as he continued thrusting while shooting his seed. Grant's stomach swelled further and further, more than ever before. The thickness and warmth sent waves of through the digimon's body and he still couldn't speak. Another moan came out from the tip being pulled out, followed by a rush of hot wolf cum leaking out of him.

"Oh man... I think your ass is even better than Meygan's," Dylan said with a chuckle. "I gotta take another shower now though..." He grabbed the towel that had been yanked from his body and went into the bathroom, leaving the still gasping digimon all by himself in the bedroom. Grant was still reeling from the whole experience but he was also certain: Dylan was his daughter's boyfriend and he would be good for her. But he wanted Dylan for himself now...

***

Neither dared to talk about what happened that night. Grant was talking to his daughter at the table the next morning. She was thankfully unaware of him having sex with her boyfriend. He did feel bad for doing something that would most certainly hurt her but didn't regret his choice either. Dylan had rocked his world the night before and just thinking about it was making him shiver. His hole was still aching from the hard pounding. It was a good kind of ache, being a reminder of how thoroughly the fucking had been. Of course the ordeal left him satisfied and Grant was in a better mood overall. Dylan being absent was also a reason for him acting so well. He didn't need to face the wolf, that was good for the both of them. Being honest with himself, Grant wasn't sure if he would be able to control himself. At the time he felt satisfied but after a deep sleep he woke up with a need for more that was readily denied and suppressed.

Dylan was still nearby in the grand scheme. While the taomon and renamon were talking in the kitchen, he was outside. He didn't get much sleep last night, coming to the realization that he slept with someone else last night. Even worse was that it was his partner's father. When he came out of the shower Grant was gone. It was a huge relief but even more than that was him being spared Meygan's presence. To avoid it even further he woke up extra early and went out. In an effort to distract himself and to keep up his workout routine, Dylan took up the task of cutting wood.

The repetitive nature of the task allowed his mind to drift off somewhat. Lifting and slamming the ax down again led to another slab of wood being chopped in half. He had been at this for a while, most evident by the sweaty state of his shirt and pelt. Dylan was still trying to figure out things. What happened last night and how he was meant to feel about it. The emotion he should be feeling was undoubtedly guilt. But Dylan didn't feel guilty. Instead he felt that he needed more. He needed more of Grant's body. For all of his rudeness and clear disdain for him, Dylan couldn't stop himself from wanting the wolf. He saw another side of Grant, one so submissive and attractive. And his body felt so good too. His mouth was working on his cock just right and his ass allowed all of his inches in without need of a break. He still loved Meygan but she was completely outclassed sexually by her father. A man who was clearly experienced in taking large cocks...

Dylan knew he couldn't stay outside forever. He would have to face Grant and Meygan eventually. More than enough firewood had been produced by him. Any more would have been excessive. Sighing in defeat and accepting his unknown fate, the wolf set the ax down and walked to the house's front. The front door opened and Meygan was walking out. She was talking to someone on the phone but took a moment to tell Dylan that she was going out to catch up with an old friend. They were going to spend most of the day together so he shouldn't wait for him. Dylan nodded and internally thanked whatever higher power that decided to take pity on him. As Meygan got in the car, Dylan was quick to get inside before he said or did something to give himself away.

Once inside he went into the empty kitchen and poured himself a glass of water to quench his thirst with. He didn't notice the taomon coming in from behind. It wasn't until he heard the huff of annoyance that he knew. Turning around, the wolf was face to face with the digimon yet again. Before he could say anything, Grant was already cutting him off.

"Don't worry. Meygan still has no idea," Grant said. Dylan breathed a sigh of relief while the taomon rolled his eyes. "What were you thinking? Fucking me so hard? Making me moan like that? Were you trying to get us caught?"

Dylan wasn't fazed by the older male's words this time. He knew Grant's game and how he truly was. So he said nothing and continued drinking his water, tilting his head back as the rest flowed down his throat.

Grant was left to watch and bit his lip. At first it was out of annoyance but he began to really admire Dylan's body. His eyes were again scanning all over the wolf's large and muscular body. But now he was wearing that sweat-soaked shirt.

"You have some nerve coming in here looking like that... And smelling like that too," Grant was already coming in close. He reached his hands out and placed them on the wolf's chest. He grimaced from the wet feeling but his enjoyment was all too obvious. Dylan kept himself still, being stunned for a moment. He felt the digimon's hands roaming and rubbing over his pecs. Grant was slowly easing his hands downwards, now tracing over his stomach and abs. His hands reached underneath the wet shirt. Grant could feel that it wasn't just the shirt that was soaked but also Grant's fur. The wolf had been working hard, chopping wood since the early morning and his pelt and absorbed a lot of his perspiration along with the shirt. A small part of Grant was disgusted but an even bigger part of him was aroused.

He came in even closer, specifically the father was easing his head in as well. His nose was starting to twitch and it didn't take long or much effort to pick up on the wolf's masculine scent, being so fresh and potent. There was no mistaking it. After taking the first few sniffs in a light and careful manner, Grant allowed himself to breathe in deeper and more of the wolf's musk came rushing into his nose and lungs. That was more than enough to make him moan a bit.

"I guess you've been working hard out there," Grant said. Dylan looked surprised when he said that. "I saw you out there cutting wood. I had more than enough stocked up already but it'll start getting colder soon so I guess you've saved me some future trouble. So I'll be gracious enough to reward you."

"Reward me...how?" Dylan dared to ask.

"Enough of this charade, wolf. Let's just be honest with each other, okay?" Grant asked with a firmness in his voice. Dylan nodded and the digimon continued. "I honestly had no idea how far this was all going to go. Of all the guys that have come here, Meygan clearly likes you the most. I needed to make sure that you're good for her. But really you're good for me. So how about this? We keep Meygan out of this? For as long as you'll be staying here...you'll be giving me that huge wolf cock."

"And what will you do in exchange?" Dylan asked while feeling a shiver racing up his spine. Grant's hands were still roaming underneath the shirt, touching his stomach and chest directly.

"I'll keep those fat balls drained and I'll show you more respect...if you can earn it..."

"Deal." Dylan didn't need to think about it. Even with the guilt he felt earlier and being unable to face Meygan, the canine couldn't pass up the chance to lay with Grant again. The taomon led the way and he followed close behind. They wound up the guest bedroom where they first had sex. Though neither had said anything, the two males could feel the other's need. The sexual tension between them was palpable and Dylan's cock was already twitching a bit in his shorts. The wolf assumed they would be getting on the bed but Grant had him stand in place.

"Take off the shirt," Grant said.

Dylan nodded and did just that, sliding the damp clothing up and off of him. It was simply dropped on the floor and his upper body was free to be seen. Grant then told the wolf to flex and Dylan did that. He couldn't help but blush while flexing his muscles, making them bulge and bounce for the older male. Grant made no attempts to hide his staring. His mouth was starting to water just from the sight of him. Such a large and sexy stud that needed to be properly worshiped and pleasured. Being pumped full of cum like that last night...it made him feel young again. He wanted more of that but wasn't going to rush it. Meygan was going to be out all day and that gave them plenty of time to savor this.

Along with the sight of Dylan, Grant was also again treated to his musk that was starting to fill the room. The fan was off and the windows were closed, leaving the wolf's scent trapped and left to build further. This is what really got Grant shivering. He didn't try to deny himself. Following his nose and his desires, the taomon got in close to his daughter's boyfriend. From Dylan's perspective it looked as if the digimon was moving in for a hug. When the distance between them was finally closed completely, Grant was pressing his face into the large wolf's fluffy chest. He nuzzled against the grey fur without a moment of hesitation, humming from the stronger scent that filled his nose.

Picking up where he left off earlier, Grant's hands were moving about. They were tracing in circles, petting the wolf while he continued rubbing his face against the pecs. While breathing in more of Dylan's natural scent he was also feeling up the muscles that were mostly hidden underneath the fine pelt. Dylan hummed a bit from the touching, being rubbed and stroked by the hands that were moving so smoothly. It was obvious by now that Grant had plenty of experience and knew how to make other males feel good. Just the simple rubbing of his chest was enough to get him riled up. His cock had gone from twitching to throbbing hard in his shorts, being fully erect and making them tent.

The covered cock was pressed against Grant, pulsing and spreading its heat through the damp fabric. That was more than enough to push the taomon into taking things further. He could no longer resist and needed the wolf's cock now. Nothing was said beforehand. The taomon dropped down to his knees and Dylan's shorts were quickly taken off. Getting them and the underwear beneath them off, Dylan's cock sprung free and his crotch musk wafted out. Grant breathed it in deeply and shuddered from its effect.

"You smelly beast..." Grant muttered, but his words were laced with lustful excitement.

He began to lick on the fat cock, starting right away with the tip. Between the taste and scent of the canine's musk, it took no time at all for Grant to melt and take on more. His lips wrapped around that tip and his tongue was swirling around it as well.

"Mmpph..." Dylan groaned and even bucked his hips against the suckling. He was surprised by his own neediness. It had been less than a day but Grant's lips still spreading around his cock was more than enough to trigger an unconscious response.

The wolf weighed his options and decided to just go for it. His hands came down and both pushed on the back of Grant's head. Groaning around it, the digimon felt the length being suddenly jammed into his mouth and throat. He was able to take it but still looked up at the wolf with an annoyed expression. All of the wolf's cock was slid in deep, again being hugged by the walls of Grant's throat. His annoyance didn't last very long. Having all of the cock past his lips meant that his nose was pressed into Dylan's musky crotch fur. Doing what he did before, Grant breathed in the scent directly. Filling his lungs with it hazed his mind and it was also making his cock throb hard in his own pants.

Submitting himself to the bigger male, Grant began to suck on the large cock. This was responded to by Dylan thrusting into the muzzle again. He also released some precum that was gulped down in return. The hot and slick fluid made things easier for the taomon and he decided to go along with it completely. In time with the wolf's slow thrusts he began bobbing his head as best he could. Those large hands were still on his head and Dylan was guiding his actions for the most part.

In no time at all they were working together. The bobs of Grant's head were kept in time with Dylan's thrusts. Every inch was pushed in and tugged out again. Moaning around it with greater volume, Grant was gulping even more to swallow down the precum that was leaking from the tip. Paired with the rocking of his hips, Dylan's balls came swinging in, slapping against the other male's chin. The musk and sweat from them was getting smeared onto Grant's face, along with the precum that was leaking from the corners of his mouth. He tried but couldn't keep up with the persisting flow. Dylan seemed even more pent up than yesterday. Fully embracing this, the father did his best to keep up with the wolf. Dylan wasn't making it easy for him, just the way he liked it.

All of this swallowing caused his stomach to inflate somewhat. The hot and flavorful fluid was all collecting and causing his belly to expand. Grant's primary focus was on giving pleasure and getting more of that musky taste on his tongue. In order to do that, the pink muscle was lapping and twirling against the flesh. He did all that he could, listening to the deeper the moans that came from the canine. On top of that he was also purposely working his throat around the length. The silky tunnel would squeeze down on the shaft, aiming to milk out more from his plump swinging balls.

"Your mouth is so good..." Dylan huffed. Grant smirked from the compliment but it didn't last long. Dylan began thrusting in even faster, pumping his length against the smooth lining. His precum clung to the surfaces, making them all the easier to hump against. The pleasure he received was stronger from this. His hands kept Grant in place and the smaller male was thankful for that. The force of Dylan's thrusts would have likely knocked his head from his shoulders otherwise.

He was even starting to gag around the cock. His sexual talents were being pushed to their limits, much to his rising excitement and joy. While his throat was bulging further, the taomon's cock was straining in his pants, the front being wet from precum that had been leaking from his own tip. For the time being, the various flavors and smells were enough for him. And the deep masculine sounds that came from the wolf was the icing on the cake.

Still having his pride, the digimon was doing his best to keep up with the younger male. It was a strain for him but he worked his mouth up and down with the same amount of speed. The cock was shoved in even deeper, touching the very end of his windpipe. More precum was being spurt directly into his stomach and it was swelling even more. As both males kept up their motions, Dylan's cock was still swelling and throbbing harder. That, along with the deepening growls, was a key sign that Dylan was getting close to his limit. Grant was already excited but now his heart racing from the sheer anticipation he felt. It wouldn't be long before he received another one of those huge loads...

As he predicted, Dylan snarled after his next thrust. He kept his cock lodged in deep this time. While throbbing even harder than before, the wolf's shaft was shooting huge ropes of musky cum. It was all being shot directly into the taomon's rapidly expanding stomach. While Dylan continued to huff and growl, Grant was actively gulping down the seed that was still being unloaded with such force. Try as he might, Grant's throat was getting flooded from the amount of cum. It was at first leaking but now it was gushing out and spilling down Grant's chin and face. Dylan's strong hands kept him still and he was made to keep drinking it all down as best he could. As his flow of seed was winding down, Dylan finally pulled out and unleashed the last of his load all over Grant's face, further marking him in his strong smelling spunk. Grant moaned aloud and basked in the sticky heat, looking up at Dylan with a persisting look of lust in his eyes.

They both knew what they wanted. Still having his hands on the smaller male, Dylan lifted and carried Grant to the bed. Upon placing him on the soft surface, the wolf was quick to take his pants and underwear off. In his eagerness Dylan ended up tearing them a bit. Grant spared him a small lecture about how clumsy and beastly he was. The digimon was too focused on what was to come. When Dylan was upon him again, the muscular male grabbed both legs and kept them spread apart. He hungrily drew his tongue over his muzzle before using it to lick Grant's tailhole.

"Oh..." Grant moaned. The tongue was moving around slowly at first but its pace was quickly picking up. It was smoothly lapping all over his sensitive pink ring, sending hard tremors through the digimon's body. Having Dylan's hands on him at the same time made the overall sensation even better. He couldn't get enough of being handled and treated so roughly.

Dylan didn't keep him waiting. After getting the outside wet, his tongue was centered and pushed inside. He was gracious enough to do that slowly. It was still easy for the muscle to slide in. The digimon's ass was still rather loose from the hard pounding the day before. Grant was quick to moan out from what he felt. When the tongue was inside it began moving. Dylan showed his own experience. Though he was with Meygan currently, he had been in relationships and fooled around with other guys. Putting his long canine tongue to good use, he was simultaneously lubricating and pleasuring the other male.

Every part of the tongue was soon inside and it was rubbing along the soft walls. The prostate was touched during this and Grant's entire body twitched. Noticing this, Dylan focused on that spot and ran his tongue over it in a smooth fashion.

"Oh, good boy..." Grant grunted. From the tongue's actions, strong jolts of pleasure radiated throughout his entire body. His cock was still hard and leaking heavily. Being unable to resist all of this, he gripped it and began stroking roughly and quickly. Dylan was still holding him in place even as his body continued squirming. The licking was still focused on his prostate. As the tongue kept moving, his entire hole was getting stretched out again. The wetness and warmth was making him moan out too.

"Don't you dare stop licking!" Grant huffed. He was close and wanted his climax to be strong. It was clear that Dylan's tongue was just as good as his cock. Rather than precum he was being lubed with hot saliva and its constant wiggling was doing so much for him. Being rimmed like that and stroking himself at the same time, it was clear that he wasn't going to last much longer.

Responding to his words led to Grant's ass being licked harder. More weight was put down on his prostate and its grinding got even harder. This in addition with his stroking was too much for Grant to endure. He threw his head back and let out a long moan as spurts of his seed came erupting from his length. It wasn't as much as Dylan's but he did unload an impressive amount of cum onto himself. Left panting hard from the feeling, Grant sat up and met the canine's gaze.

"We're not done yet. Put that smelly cock of yours to good use!"

Dylan wasted no time getting in position. His large body was soon on top of Grant's. After prodding his tip against the freshly licked hole a few times he slipped it in. A single but powerful thrust came right after, forcing all of his inches in at once. Both reacted to this, one feeling a tight squeeze and the other having their ass stretched even wider.

Dylan began rocking his hips back and forth. There was a new bulge that could be seen from Grant's stomach, rising and lowering in time with his thrusts. The pleasure was strong for both. Grant couldn't keep his voice down and he didn't have to. Those large hands were on his body again. Holding the digimon steady, Dylan thrust his large cock inside. It was all buried inside again, throbbing against the soft walls and shooting more pre that brought another surge of warmth. Every inch was shoved in when the thrusts came, Dylan was showing him no mercy.

Grant couldn't ask for more and he couldn't speak either. The cock was so hot and thick in his ass. The smell of sex and musk were now heavy in his nose, especially with Dylan's bulky body on top of his own. The force of Dylan's humps brought his balls swinging into to smack against his rump. With little else to do, Grant wrapped his arms around the wolf. The two were brought even closer together. His moans conveyed his feelings in the place of words. While voicing his pleasure, the father was also breathing in the musk and felt sweat dripping onto his own pelt.

Just as he adjusted to it all, Dylan growled deeply and began thrusting in both faster and harder. The bed was being rocked even more than it had been the night before. In time with the smacks of Dylan's balls, the bed's headboard was thumping against the guest room's wall. This faster and stronger pace had an effect on Grant. He moaned out even louder and now had a slight pitch to his voice. It had been a long time since he felt like this. Dylan's cock was so good. It was hitting all the right spots. His strong hands, his smells, those growls he was making.

"Aaahh! Rrrgh..!" Unexpectedly, Grant was pushing into a second climax so soon after the first. This time it was entirely hands free. His untouched cock was shooting more ropes of jizz, making a mess of both his and Dylan's body. This didn't stop the wolf from thrusting in still. The pace wasn't broken. If anything the clenching of Grant's ass acted as a motivator. Receiving pleasure even after such an intense second climax, Grant could do little more than hang on and ride it out.

Spearing his heavily leaking cock through the clenches, Dylan reached into the other male's anal depths. More precum was released and added to the amount that was making Grant's stomach swell even more. He was like an animal now, focused on nothing more than his own approaching climax; the primal desire to deposit his seed into this perfect hole that met his thrusts with form squeezes. Growling as the only thing he could manage, aside from his relentless pounding.

This lasted for a while but ultimately ended with the thrusts finally coming to an end in the form of a strong final shove. Following right after were the powerful spurts of seed. All over again, Grant's stomach was being filled but from the other end this time. He continued to moan while Dylan was huffing above him. He had unloaded a lot before but had even more to give. Grant's stomach was made to expand even further from the large amount of thick seed that was all being pumped into the digimon's ass.

Grant's stomach had expanded even further than last time. It was so much, being so heavy and thick inside of him. His stomach was inflated like a balloon when Dylan was finished. The cum came rushing out of him when Dylan's cock was tugged free. Another deep moan came from Grant. He was completely satisfied and couldn't muster an insult to use against the wolf stud.

"How about we take a shower together?" Dylan asked. His soft spoken and caring nature had come back, much to the wolf's relief. He picked the taomon up and carried him off into the bathroom. While the water ran over them both, Grant was able to expel the cum from his body and also got the chance to savor the musk before it was washed away from Dylan's body.

Being finished from their shared shower, Grant felt utterly exhausted. "When I wake up for my nap you'd better be prepared."

Dylan nodded enthusiastically and kept his eyes on the taomon's hips until he was out of sight.