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Dylan had been feeling uneasy as of late and for good reason. How could he have forgotten what he did the day before? He laid in bed next to Meygan but didn't get much sleep. Every time he closed his eyes and drifted off, the wolf saw himself with his girlfriend's father. Sometimes he was on top, riding him roughly. Other times he was on his hands and knees, bobbing his head up and down his cock. He would always wake up abruptly and with an erection. The feeling as strong as the arousal was his guilt for cheating on Meygan with her father of all people. Sleeping soundly next to her, the renamon had no idea that he had been very involved with the other male.

At first Dylan just sought his approval but like most fathers, Grant didn't think he was worthy enough for her. So he had given Dylan a "test" that he would need to pass. This test was for them to have sex. Dylan still didn't know why he agreed to it. Worse yet was that his time with Grant had led to him experiencing the best sex of his life. Needing to clear his mind, the muscular wolf decided to get an early start. The sun had just risen, bringing its summer heat with it. Even in the shady pine forest that surrounded the secluded home, Dylan wasn't immune to the warmth. Thankfully the rustic house had modern amenities but outside he was exposed to the elements. With little more than a cup of brewed coffee to fuel him, Dylan sought to clear his mind through repetitive labor.

Taking up the ax, Dylan began to chop wood. He swung the tool upwards then down again, striking with enough force to cleave through the log portions. After doing this a few times he could feel the strain in his muscles. They were a bit sore but not from the last time he had done this. It was funny. Dylan had been a bit worried that he would miss out on several days-worth of exercise but woodcutting had quickly become his means of keeping himself in shape. He knew it was unnecessary but it was the only thing around that allowed him some alone time and the chance to do some deep thinking on his own.

But try as he might, he wasn't able to think about much more than Grant and Meygan. More specifically he was feeling dread about what Meygan would do or say when she found out about what he did. Would Grant eventually tell her? He still wasn't sure about how the Taomon felt about him. One moment the older digimon was all over and then next he was openly scorning him, even when his daughter wasn't around. Dylan knew that he couldn't stay out here chopping wood forever. Some time had passed and he had already chopped up more than enough logs...

It was still morning but much later in the early day. The sun was higher in the sky and he was really starting to feel the late summer heat. His pelt was already damp with sweat. Knowing that he would have to face the pair of digimon eventually, Dylan decided to just bite the bullet willingly.

When he went inside, Grant and Meygan were already awake. They were having breakfast and talking like usual. Dylan felt both relieved and annoyed. By the way that his girlfriend greeted him it was obvious that she wasn't aware of what had happened. Grant didn't say anything to him, just giving him a nod with a firm expression on his face. Dylan had to assume that he was just playing up his role for the sake of preserving appearances.

Dylan finally got himself something to eat, sitting on the other end of the table while the father and daughter duo continued talking about whatever. He couldn't bring himself to focus enough to properly listen to their words...

It was a Friday morning. There were still just a few more days to go before they would be heading back. But could he survive that long? He couldn't even face Meygan now. How much longer until he said something or did something... As soon as he could, the wolf went out again. The day only got warmer as the afternoon came. If he was going to avoid the others until he could sort out his feelings, Dylan didn't see a reason to do so in the baking sun. Luckily for him there was a patio on the backside of the house and a pool as well. He could stay there, probably for the entire day if he could manage it.

Instead of walking through the house, Dylan made the longer walk around the large house, setting into the furbished patio. He didn't get in the pool right away, instead he sat down on one of the chairs and took his shirt off, revealing himself of the dampness that was bothering him somewhat. Closing his eyes and taking deep breaths, the wolf just attempted to reassure himself. Thinking logically, Grant had just as much stake and risk involved in this. He was sleeping with his own daughter's boyfriend. Even if their bond was strong, Meygan wouldn't be too happy to learn about that. Grant had reason to keep all of this a secret as well, not wanting to lose the renamon either.

Coming to that logical conclusion, Dylan was feeling much better. He knew that it still wasn't right but if could just get through the rest of this without stirring the pot any more... These secrets would just have to be tucked away. It would be much easier when he was away and back home with Meygan. Until then it was just a matter of stirring clear and keeping Grant at bay if he could manage it. Feeling much calmer, the sun suddenly didn't feel so hot. His discomfort eased to the point that he was able to lay back and enjoy the heat on his body, letting it soak into him.

He had nearly dozed off when the door to the patio opened up. Looking over, Dylan saw that it was Grant. The taomon had come outside and was clad in nothing more than a speedo. There was a smirk on Grant's face as he closed the door to the patio. The yellowed furred digimon began to strut around in his speed, obviously showing himself off in a way that would make it hard for Dylan to resist.

'Just ignore him,' Dylan told himself. But that was easier said than done.

His eyes wandered, following the older male's stride. Even more than that, the wolf's eyes were tracing up and down the digimon's body. The speedo was tight on Grant's body, showing off the imprint of his groin. That was an arousing sight in itself but when Grant turned around, showing the contours of his plump ass in a purposely teasing manner. For extra emphasis he even swayed his hips while slowly walking past Dylan.

"There you are," Grant said. "Guess we had the same thought. It's pretty hot today, perfect to be out and in the pool. Too bad Meygan didn't want to come out and join us."

"Y-yeah, a real shame," Dylan said with a small gulp. The other male's tricks were obvious and he wouldn't fall for them this time. He closed his eyes but hearing a sound coming from Grant would make him open them again, only to be met with a full view of his body.

"You know, I'm more used to skinny dipping," Grant brought up. "But since Meygan's not out here and it's just you... So long as you keep your mouth shut..." Without waiting for the canine's permission, Grant had already taken his speedo off. He was doing so slowly, gradually revealing his body to Dylan and the wolf's eyes were glued. Grant made sure that his backside was facing the canine, assuring that he would get a good and full view of his ass. When the speedo came down low enough to fall down to Grant's ankles, Dylan was shifting uncomfortably from his reluctant erection.

His cock was absolutely tenting his shorts, an all too clear sign of how much he was actually enjoying the sight in front of him. Dylan tried to change that but his body seemed to have other ideas. Keeping his eyes on Grant's fully naked form, Dylan was at the mercy of his own lust. His cock was throbbing while his eyes were scanning the Taomon's form. Grant took a moment to stretch, even bending himself over downward dog style to really show off his ass. That really did the trick. In addition to the hard throbbing of his cock, the pointed part of his shorts were already wet from the precum that was leaking through. Grant looked back and his eyes widened a bit.

They had spent a lot of time having sex such a short amount of time ago and yet the wolf was clearly producing and in the mood. Their eyes met and he smirked, turning on his heels. Instead of standing before the pool with an intent to jump in, Grant approached Dylan directly, not stopping until he was in front and on top of the wolf, straddling him firmly.

"What are you-" Dylan was cut off by his own moan, finding it nearly impossible to keep his composure. Grant had a self-serving grin on his face as he ground his nude lower half against the large canine's covered erection.

"Finishing what I started, mutt. Or had you forgotten our agreement? For as long as you're here you play by my rules. Just play along and there will be no trouble between us or for Meygan," Grant said firmly.

Dylan bit his lip and nodded. It would be a lie to say he didn't want this. As much as he wanted to believe that it would be a one time thing, that he was better than this, Dylan was quick to succumb to these feelings, groaning as the taomon ground his ass against his hard cock again.

Grant chuckled, feeling the pulses and hearing his lust-filled voice. The taomon knew he had the wolf eating out of the palm of his hand. While he still was possessive of Meygan, Dylan was admittedly the best she had brought around. He was just oozing with untapped potential, but not just for her. With enough pushing in the right directions, he could mould Dylan into the perfect stud to sate his own needs. His body, strength, and size...the only thing holding the wolf back was that annoying shyness. What he needed to do was embrace his raw potential.

They wouldn't be staying here much longer than a week and with two days already down, Grant had five more to "train" his new pet. It was a short deadline but if he played his cards right it could be done. Thankfully Meygan was completely unaware and her focus was on getting reacquainted with her childhood home, revisiting people and places she used to know. It was good for them as it kept her out of the house and Grant assured her that there was nothing to worry about. She noticed that there was still some "tension" between him and Dylan but Grant told her that it was nothing a little "guy talk" and "male bonding" couldn't solve. If only she knew...

"Now let's get those shorts off. You've kept me waiting long enough..." Grant said. He eased himself off and down, taking it upon himself to take hold of Dylan's loose fitting shorts. The wolf didn't put up much resistance, letting the taomon tug them down and off. When they did come off, his cock sprang free, flinging a thick string of precum. There were no underwear on underneath, much to Grant's delight and Dylan's aroused embarrassment. Getting those shorts off also unleashed a wave of crotch musk that struck Grant head on, making him shiver and moan a bit.

"Just let me take over. You know you want this just as much as I do," Grant said firmly.

Another pang of guilt struck him but Dylan nodded, feeling nothing short of anticipation as the taomon's hands reached out to grip his erection. This time Grant wasn't so reluctant to take hold of it. He was still rude but saw no point in playing coy and hiding his attraction towards the muscular canine. Going straight for it, Grant took hold of Dylan's cock. With both hands he was able to properly handle the girth. Feeling the slightly damp skin against his bare hands was making the digimon shudder. Easing his head in between the thick muscular thighs exposed him to more of the deliciously thick earthy scent that wafted from the huge flesh pipe and the plump sack just beneath it. Dylan's entire body was sweaty from head to toe, not just from the hot summer sun but also from the wood cutting he had done earlier.

Grant began to move his hands up and down, moving the foreskin in time with every pump. He started out slow to get himself reacquainted with the length. Maybe it was his imagination but Dylan seemed to be even bigger than he recalled. Whatever the case, touching and stroking the cock directly was getting him all riled up. By the sound of it, Dylan was most certainly feeling the same.

Laying back on the deckchair, Dylan let Grant's hands move about. Waves of pleasure were radiating through him and they were strong too. It had been a relatively short amount of time but spending most of the night together led to him learning what Meygan liked. More than once, the wolf mentioned that he did things better than his own daughter did. He was hoping to hear that again. Truthfully, Grant had thought that night would have been enough to satiate him but just that morning he had been just as needy for more, his dreams plagued with nothing but Dylan on top of him. But it wasn't quite the normal soft spoken Dylan he was currently interacting with. The Dylan in the dream was much more wild, untamed, and wholly dominant. He was like a wild animal and Grant had loved it, being greatly disappointed when he was woken up by the real Dylan cutting logs again that morning...

If he wanted that wild and crazed Dylan, he would need to poke and prod in the right directions. Stroking a bit faster, he slid his hands up and down, going all the way from the base to the tip and back again. Leaving no inch untouched, Grant got himself a good feel for the wolf's impressive member. Just gazing upon it was making his mouth water and the heady aroma of masculine canine was making it all the more intense for him. He could hardly contain himself and the leaking of precum from the tip wasn't making it any easier.

When he moved his hands up again, Grant made sure to collect the warm and slick fluid, wetting his palms with the stuff. Pulling down again, he smeared that same fluid along the sweaty throbbing surface. Dylan of course began to moan with greater intensity. The additional heat and lubrication felt amazing when it was paired with Grant's skilled hands, knowing just how to touch and where too. The pace was steady, sliding along from the base to the tip with a wet sound that would repeat with every completed stroke.

"Didn't I tell you that we have enough wood? If you need exercise that badly I have a gym room. But I prefer a more "full body" workout routine," Grant alluded.

Dylan had no idea that there was a gym room but it was hard to dwell on that new information when his cock was being tended to so effectively. Just having Grant's hands speed up a bit more was enough to make him grunt and thrust against the smooth palms. Grant just chuckled and squeezed the hands together when they reached the tip again.

"Gah!" Dylan panted. He was truly at the older male's mercy. There was no ounce of resistance in him as more precum leaked out, making a greater mess of Grant's hands. The wet smacks were getting louder and the sound was produced more often, keeping time with the speed that had picked up even more. On his own volition, Dylan continued to thrust against the pumps, putting a bit of force into it. Not enough to disrupt the pace, but enough to give him more pleasure while also making Grant hum approvingly. The taomon tightened his hands even more, giving Dylan a sleeve to hump into.

"Easy there, boy..." Grant said. He felt a jolt running up his spine, speaking to the wolf as if he were an animal and Dylan clearly hadn't noticed. He was too dazed from the pleasure, nearly drooling as his hips continued to firmly rock. When the tempo of his jerking changed, the wolf reacted right away and accordingly. "Ooh, you're making a big mess..." Grant felt that his hands were slathered in precum by now. And like the rest of him, the fluid had a clinging scent that kept his nose twitching. Grant couldn't stop himself from basking in the younger male's scent if he tried. It was just so intense and primal. If only the wolf would embrace that side of him and make it his own. For the time being he was very much enjoying what Dylan had to offer him so far.

"Getting close?" he asked teasingly. Dylan managed to nod, shuddering heavily from the sensations that were felt all over. He could only pant, his tongue lolling out as Grant's hands were doing even more now, briskly sailing up and down while still giving the occasional and unexpected squeeze.

"I'm so close..!" Dylan grunted, finding it hard to keep his breathing steady. Grant wasn't stopping or slowing down either. His pumping remained steady, keeping up the pace that was making the wolf pant and groan with increasing intensity. He tried to last but his sexual stamina was depleted by the last few strokes. Being pushed over the edge Dylan nearly howled. Spraying from his cock with force, thick and musky ropes of his seed came gushing out like a fountain. Grant continued slowly stroking while panting heavily. As the cum came raining down he was being practically bathed in the stuff, feeling it splattering down onto his fur. The strong smelling stuff was weighing down and clinging to Grant's pelt. Grant wanted more of it on his body and continued to stimulate Dylan's cock, milking out all that he could.

Feeling rather parched from the sight, Grant also eased his body up and eased his mouth over the shooting cock. The next blast filled his mouth immediately. Hot and salty cum flooded his sense of taste, making him moan heavily around the throbbing tip. As best as he could, Grant swallowed down the hefty amounts of spunk, feeling it all running down into his stomach. Despite how much the other male had already released, there was still plenty of liquid release for him to drink down. He absolutely loved how plentiful it was. There was no doubt that a single rope of the stuff would be enough to make his daughter heavy with probably multiple offspring at once. But the idea of having it all inside of him was a lot more appealing.

When Grant pulled his mouth free it was slathered in cum both inside and out. Dylan was panting while still laying back on the deckchair. Like the first time they had interacted, the canine's cock was still hard after shooting so much cum. And Grant knew that there was still so much left in the wolf's balls. The smell of strong wolf was everywhere. From the sweatiness of Dylan's body and the smell that wafted from his cum was well...the patio was already reeking of the wolf's intoxicating odor.

"Don't get comfortable," Grant said sharply. He got the wolf's attention by standing up and turning around, lifting his tail and showing off his ass. "I want that cock so get over here and prepare my ass." Obediently the wolf perked up and rose from the chair. They switched places; Grant leaned against the chair that Dylan had been laying on, having his ass sticking out. Swaying a bit did the trick to get Dylan to comply.

With eyes glued to the other male's rump, Dylan got down on his knees and planted his hands on the plump ass. There was no hesitation in pushing his face right in between the cheeks, planting his nose directly against the taomon's rim. Grant jumped a bit from the cold feeling it continued and he realized that Dylan was sniffing his ass. The wolf hadn't expected to but Grant was affected by the day's heat as well and there was a light musk clinging to his own body that Dylan found appealing. After a quick bout of inhaling the appealing aroma, Dylan went ahead with fulfilling the older male's desires. The first lick came with a bit of roughness. He put more force into it than intended but Grant made a sound of approval and shuddered against the touch. So he kept up the roughness while swiping his tongue against the soft and sensitive rim.

The wolf behind the taomon was putting a great amount of effort into just licking the outside of Grant's entrance. Seemingly gaining a hunger for the other male's rump, Dylan's licks were getting a bit faster and harder. The sounds of his licking became louder as well. Every flick, slurp, and twirl of the wet broad muscle was making Grant moan and shake even more. In a short amount of time the rim was absolutely slathered in hot saliva. The soft ring itself was twitching in reaction to the sense of need that overtook the wanting digimon. His tail lifted even more and his body was pushed back just a bit, giving Dylan a bit more room that would be hopefully used when he dived in.

Dylan got the message and the next lick was ended with a sudden push directly against the rim. It would have been easy to just shove the wet muscle inside but Dylan chose to slowly slide it in. In response, Grant grunted from the gradual spreading of his hole. He knew that Dylan was doing this to tease him and dammit it was working. It wasn't hard to spread the other male's insides. Grant's hole was still noticeably a bit loose and stretchy. An odd sense of accomplishment came when the wolf noticed this...

When his rim was expanded, allowing the tongue's top inside, that's when Dylan pushed his tongue forward with unexpected force. The unprepared digimon gasped and shook hard from the sudden filling of his anus. Dylan's tongue shoved itself right in, sliding in deep and forcing itself through the passage's lasting resistance.

Grant had to actively hold back the moan that rose from his throat. He didn't want to alert Meygan but it was hard to keep his composure when Dylan's tongue was already moving inside of him, rubbing and flicking against his walls with the same amount of roughness. Hot saliva was smeared directly onto his walls, they were extra sensitive, still being tender from the hard pounding. His tongue reached in even deeper. Most of its length was put to use, licking all over. Touching whatever he could, Dylan let off muffled moans from the general excitement that came from deeply rimming the soft and slightly musky hole. Grant's walls squeezing down in return only fueled his actions. It wasn't hard for him to find spots like the prostate that made Grant shake and groan out again.

Another small push was all it took for the rest of Dylan's tongue to be pushed inside of Grant's tailhole. The wolf continued to lick firmly, now working to stretch the hole out even more, preparing it for his cock. Just the thought of it was making him excited. His lust was flaring and that acted as fuel to keep him going strong. Another press to the taomon's prostate made him jump again, bringing a rise of satisfaction on the younger male's end. Being on the receiving end of it all, Grant was trembling while keeping a firm grip on the chair. It was all so perfect, Dylan was attacking his ass with so much passion. But he could tell that Dylan wasn't putting all of his effort into it. He was still holding back to an extent. But he wasn't going to say or do anything that would cut the fun and pleasure short. For the time being this treatment would do.

Another surprise came when the licking picked up even more and there was an even harder press given to his prostate. He could hear and feel the wolf moaning directly against his hole. The taomon's own cock throbbed from the stimulation. Even with his entire tongue inside, Dylan seemed determined to do more. Of course Grant was gaining a lot from having this much attention on him, knowing that the canine wanted him this much...

"Get your tongue deep in there..." Grant encouraged. Dylan did as he was told and was able to push his tongue in just a bit deeper. While it wasn't much in the grand scheme, it was enough to make Grant wince but in a good way. Having even more inside of him, the entire length of tongue firmly thrashing inside of him. Dylan put his focus on moving his tongue about. He scrubbed the texture of his taste buds against the pink surfaces, relishing the warmth and flavor that met him. More saliva was left behind and at this point the taomon's ass was completely soaked.

Feeling that Dylan was still going triggered a few things within Grant. Pleasure was rising rapidly for him. Every lick, especially those given to his prostate, were making his cock throb and leak harder. He pushed himself back even more, giving the canine some leeway. Having his face shoved even deeper into the older male's ass made Dylan moan again. He fully embraced this and continued to lick with force. But he made it a point to press his lip to the spread rim as well. He began to softly kiss the rim, gently sucking on it a bit. This feeling made Grant clench his teeth, groaning deeply from the pleasure that was racing through him. He was close. He could feel it as the seconds ticked by.

"Keep going! Get in there deep and don't stop!" The taomon snarled, keeping his ass pressed to Grant's mouth with no room in between them. Every lick was getting him all the closer to his climax. He just needed a bit more of the wolf's thick and strong tongue touching those spots...

Dylan didn't fail him. A few more of these firm licks was all it took for him to cry out. Groaning and shuddering against the chair, Grant's untouched cock was shooting thick ropes of seed onto the patio. The orgasm that took over him was strong, leaving him unable to do little more than groan and pant against the pure pleasure. Making it even better was Dylan still licking inside of him, powering right through the squeezes while enjoying the warmth and taste even more. His moans joined Grant's even though he hadn't achieved a climax like the digimon had. The persistent licks kept the waves of bliss coming around longer than usual but when Grant came down from the feeling he was still eager for more. If Dylan could make him feel that good with just his tongue then his cock was guaranteed to push him even further.

Wanting it and wanting it now, Grant pushed his body back with enough force to knock the wolf back. Being completely unprepared for it, Dylan needed a moment to collect himself. His mind was still all muddled from the haze of lust; the flavors and smells had taken hold of him. This was wrong, he knew it. Wanting his girlfriend's dad so badly. But was it entirely his fault? Grant was teasing him so much and it was hard to keep his lust at bay when Meygan was more focused on reliving her childhood than paying any mind to him. He loved her but had needs that she hadn't been taking care of lately.

And there was Grant, standing up and walking right towards him. With his hands outstretched he pushed Dylan down fully while he was still lost in thought. Just as Dylan began to collect himself, Grant was already straddling him. It didn't take much for him to shift his hips, lifting his ass just enough to line it up with Dylan's cock. With hardly any time to take in a breath, Grant pushed himself down. Really he slammed his ass down, making sure that his body swallowed up every inch of the wolf's long and thick spire. The thorough rimming he received had left his ass more than capable of taking it all. If that wasn't enough, Dylan's fully inserted length was also throbbing hard and leaking heavily, oozing its hot and slick fluids all over the already wet walls. It was perfect. With the smell of wolf musk and lust still being strong in his nose, Grant proceeded to first grind his ass against Dylan's pelvis. A deep grunt came from the other male. It was so obvious that he was loving, as much as he wanted to deny it. To Grant it didn't matter if the wolf ever admitted how he felt. Through action alone the truth was made very clear to him. Dylan wanted this just as much, if not even more than he did...

"Just enjoy it..." For once the taomon's tone was pleasant, lacking any of his usual harshness. But that was made up for with action. He pulled himself up abruptly and pushed back down just as quickly. A rush of feelings raced through Dylan. He just moaned from the rush of pleasure. Grant did it again, lifting and lowering himself. Every inch was swallowed up again, caressed by all encompassing warmth and softness.

Seeing that he got the canine's attention, Grant smirked and began riding the length properly. His ass came lifting up, was sailing back down when at the tip, and lifted again. While keeping that up he was taking note of Dylan's expressions and reactions.

Dylan was at the digimon's mercy. There was no ounce of resistance from him. He just laid back and embraced everything that came his way. Everything about the other male's body kept him reacting. The heat, tightness, and wetness that he was responsible for. Those silky walls were sliding so smoothly along his length. Precum continued to leak from his tip, adding to that. In return Grant felt his hole getting all the hotter and slicker. Using his own advantage, the yellow vulpine was planting his ass down on Dylan's crotch. The way his body just moved up and down, from the wolf's perspective it looked effortless. It felt just as experienced as it looked. Not only as the hole sliding along his cock but plenty of squeezes were being given, some coming as a simple reaction to certain spots being hit and others being purposeful clenches being made around the pulsating flesh.

"So? How is it?" Grant asked the wolf.

"Mmph. Your ass feels so good..." Dylan moaned. He couldn't pretend that he wasn't loving this.

Grant looked a bit surprised for a moment but quickly collected himself. A shiver ran through his body down and a spurt of precum was flung from his swinging cock. It landed on Dylan's stomach and it was followed by another.

Keeping his focus on the pleasure between them, Grant elected to speed things up. His bouncing was just as smooth, going all the way up then down again. The force and wetness of his ass led to an audible 'smack' sound being heard every time it came down. Dylan of course reacted to this by deepening his moans and shooting more precum that brought a rush of heat to the taomon's body.

'Fuck. How can those balls hold so much?' Grant thought to himself.

He observed the expression on Dylan's face. It was one of sheer enjoyment; the bigger mammal was panting hard with his tongue lolling while his eyes were starting to roll. Grant couldn't deny that he was feeling great amounts of pleasure as well. But riding this effectively required focus. His ass was being plugged each and every time. The length touched him deep and the girth spread his passage beyond its usual means. His prostate being rolled over and doused with hot precum. More and more was being pumped into him, acting as the perfect lube but also something to keep him so excited.

Daring to take things further, Grant picked up the pace of his riding even more. Having total control over the wolf came in a state of satisfaction. He should have expected it sooner or later but the first sudden thrust of Dylan's cock threw him off completely. It was in time with his riding, pushing in and pulling back at about the same time. This meant that his cock was reaching in even deeper with every thrust from him. The extra filling and stronger press to his prostate threw Grant off and he lost his stride. Luckily Dylan was right there to pick up where the other left off. Keeping up the same brisk pace and rough output, he was plunging his cock into the digimon's gripping and squeezing ass. When Grant was able to resume his efforts were redoubled, an attempt to not be outdone by his daughter's boyfriend.

It was easier said than done. The pounds to his prostate and added filling of his ass made it hard for him to focus and contain himself. Precum was leaking out of his own cock, spilling out in the form of sticky ropes that were flung like the others, making a bigger mess of the wolf's broad body. Dylan took hold of his body and grunted as he thrust in hard enough to make his balls sharply smack against the other male's ass. They kept hitting him with such force. Grant could feel their weight and how much they were churning. With every pump and throb of his cock, more precum was being released inside of him, seeping out almost as if it were actual cum. Again, Grant had to wonder if something had changed as the wolf was leaking a lot more than he had before. Maybe he didn't have the wolf as pegged as he assumed.

Dylan began to outdo him, humping his ass even faster. The constant attention to his prostate was just too much for the taomon. He tried to contain himself but the pleasure was just too much for him. He was reduced to a gasping and moaning mess. "Don't stop! I'm almost there!" The next firm press to his prostate was the one that made Grant cum. Throwing his head back, all but wailing out his ecstasy, the older male came hard. He released his second load all over Dylan's stomach and lower chest. But the wolf didn't seem to register it. Still humping away, he forced Grant to endure a climax that was indeed substantially stronger than the last. Thankfully he eased up and gave Grant the chance to come down before he was overwhelmed. His cock was still planted deep, throbbing and releasing more precum against the walls that continued to hug his erection.

"That was-" Grant was cut off by the wolf taking matters into his own hands. Grant didn't say anything, he simply used his hands to get the other male into a new position. He pulled his cock free and had Grant on his hands and knees, his ass of course sticking up. On display for the wolf was Grant's spread tailhole, winking and leaking precum. The sight was more than enough encouragement for him to move in. Now with his body mounted on top, Dylan resumed but with him in complete control this time. He thrust in again but used his own strength this time, pushing his cock in even deeper than what Grant managed on his own. Pinned underneath the younger mammal, Grant could do little more than simply react to the filling of his ass. And that came before the thrusting, which was done roughly and rhythmically.

The tightness of Grant's ass increased but Dylan had no trouble pushing through it, reaching his cock in as deeply as he could. His body lurched forward with enough force to rock Grant's as well. His balls would come swinging as well, now slapping against the digimon's with nearly enough force to cause pain. All that he could focus on was the incredible wetness and heat. Thanks to his excess of precum it was all too easy to sink every inch he had deep inside. There was hardly any resistance to keep him from going balls deep non-stop. He didn't even need to think about it, his body was moving on instinct. Something far within the usually shy and gentle wolf was brought much closer to the surface and it compelled him to keep going like this.

It seemed the more pleasure he felt, the more precum the canine produced. So much was still coming out that the precum already inside of Grant was being forced out, leaking out down the taomon's thighs and balls. Between Dylan sweating heavily from all of the exertion being performed under the hot sun and his own precum seeping out, the smell of him was so dense in the air. Being pinned underneath the wolf's damp and messy pelt ensured that Dylan's powerful musk was the only thing reaching his nose. Just inhaling it was enough to bring his erection back full force. The digimon's cock throbbed hard in response to the bashing his prostate readily received. Now it was his turn to feel how effortlessly the wolf's cock was gliding in and out of him and at the same time it was bringing him so much pleasure.

Things got even better when the pace picked up. The cock was grinding against his walls with greater intensity and with so much precum every tug and push came with distinctive wet sounds that sent even more shudders down the fox digimon's spine. Dylan growled as he put more force into his thrusting, putting more weight down that kept Grant squirming beneath him. His hole continued to clench down on Dylan's dick but it was him forcing his way through that really made him shake and moan.

He could feel himself getting close again, Dylan wasn't easing up. In fact the wolf was speeding up even more, his hips nearly becoming a blur as he panted heavily with his tongue lolling out again. Grant realized that he was being drooled on when the wetness seeped through his fur and reached his skin.

"Smelly beast..." he muttered but it was all too plain to see how much he was enjoying this.

His body was being rocked even more and in response Grant continued to moan out. He could feel himself getting all the closer to another climax despite it being so soon since the previous way. His own cock was throbbing hard, ready to release the last of his balls' contents at any moment.

Dylan was more or less ready to do the same thing but his own ears flicked in response to a sound. And it wasn't Grant. That sound was Meygan. Her voice was unmistakable and it was getting louder as she approached. Dylan's senses returned to him and panic flared through his body. Thinking quickly, the wolf simply dropped his body weight on top of Grant. Grant grunted from the sudden increase of dense weight that nearly left him feeling crushed. Combined with the heat outside and between them, the taomon felt like he was being slowly smothered by a hot, damp, smelly mattress. He at first protested until he heard Meygan's voice as well. Realizing what Dylan had just a bit earlier, he stopped moving and even held his breath.

"Dylan! What are you doing out here?" Meygan asked. She had heard a lot of noise coming from outside. Some of it sounded like his dad but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Oh just...d-doing some push ups," Dylan said. "Not a lot of places around here to get a proper workout."

"You do know my dad has a gym room," the renamon said with a giggle.

"No, I didn't..." Dylan said, breathing a sigh of relief. "But I may as well finish what I started out here."

"Alright then... I just came out to tell you that I'm going to be leaving to see my mother and some old friends. I'll actually be gone until Monday. That's okay with you, right?" Meygan asked.

"Oh yeah, that's just fine!" Dylan said, feeling Grant struggling beneath him, likely because he couldn't breathe.

Grant wasn't squirming because of that. Being pinned underneath the wolf meant that Dylan's musk was the only thing he could smell. His cock was throbbing hard even without Dylan thrusting into him and his prostate was still being pressed on. While he had no choice but to lie in wait until his daughter was gone again. From his perspective it felt like forever. The only thing to do was keep breathing in the wolf's body odor. He took short breaths at first, just enough to keep him going. But with time passing he willingly took in stronger breaths, filling his lungs with the intoxicating earthy aroma.

Doing this more and more led to Grant becoming dizzy from the sensations; the musk that surrounded him and the constant plugging of his ass. Just rocking his body a bit was enough for his prostate to be rubbed. He could feel Dylan trembling against him and that made his excitement climb even higher. With a muffled grunt he managed to push himself over the edge, straining beneath the wolf's weight. Unable to handle anymore, Grant put his focus on remaining quiet while he released the last of his cum. He could hear Dylan's voice gaining a pitch, most definitely reacting to the added tightness and clenching of his ass, and that excited him further. A new kind of thrill raced through Grant, knowing that it was a huge risk. If Meygan just paid a bit more attention she would notice that something was off.

Just knowing that made Grant cum hard. For a moment he forgot to be quiet, letting himself moan and grunt from the bliss that spread out all over his body. Dylan was quick to hide this, raising his voice a bit to drown out the taomon's noises. While shooting the last of his cum, Grant still felt his heart racing from the sheer thrill. He hadn't felt like this in a long time. Through the haze of satisfying pleasure, Grant had to admire the wolf's effectiveness in keeping Meygan unaware. But also became rather annoyed with Dylan not making any attempts to get her to leave sooner. The longer they talked the bigger the risk. There wasn't much that he could do for the time being so he just listened, hoping that the wolf's rank body would lift from him soon...

"You sure you'll be okay with my dad? I can stay if-"

"No, that's okay, Meygan. It really is. We've actually been bonding. Go and enjoy yourself. We'll be right here when you're back," Dylan said, hoping it would be enough to convince her. Thankfully it was and she raced off to leave.

"Ugh..." Dylan groaned. More than the relief, the wolf couldn't help but feel annoyed that Meygan was still ignoring him, leaving him behind so she could go here and there, having all of this fun while he stayed behind with some grumpy older guy that hated him one minute and wanted to fuck him the next...

He didn't get up right away. Dylan knew it was best to remain in this position for a bit longer just in case Meygan came back. He kept his ears perked, listening for the shutting of the front door. Much to his relief it wasn't much longer before that sound reached him along with the starting of the car quickly after. Meygan was certainly in a rush. It seemed like she was doing everything in her power not to spend meaningful time with him...

Feeling Grant kicking beneath him, Dylan finally eased up and allowed Grant to take a proper breath. "Ugh! It's about time! Just what the hell were you doing? All the damn stalling...she could have caught us, you dumb smelly dog!"

"And who's fault would that be?! You're the one who keeps making me cheat on her!!" Dylan snarled. His tone of voice made Grant shut up immediately. Usually Dylan would have just taken the verbal abuse for the sake of Meygan just because she wasn't here now. Ever since that first time he had to walk on eggshells around his own girlfriend. Grant was just as bad, going behind Meygan's back as well, and yet he saw fit to keep insulting him!

Grant didn't get the chance to de-escalate or apologize before he was again pinned underneath the wolf's weight. The wolf growled again and pushed forward with his hips. All of his cock was already inside but the powerful shove forced his length to barrel in even deeper. Underneath him Grant exclaimed, feeling some pain as new parts of him were being forced to stretch around the invading flesh. While he cringed from the feeling, Dylan had already made up his mind to take out all of these pent up feelings on Grant. He could deal with the consequences later...

With no need to hide or be quiet, the wolf was panting heavily with his eyes rolling and his tongue bouncing from his open muzzle. The motions of his hips were a rough tough back and an almighty 'slam' back inside. Every time his cock smoothly sailed along the overly wet and silky walls. They squeezed down on him as well but he powered right through. More and more pleasure was soaring through him while Grant was left feeling that he had finally bitten off more than he could chew. He couldn't fully enjoy the wolf penetrating him with so much force, not even when Dylan howled and lurched forward for a final time. The bigger male's heavy balls smacked against his own, sending a jolt through his body. He could feel the larger orbs churning hard and drawing upwards.

While Dylan was panting heavily from the rush of bliss, a cascade of hot and thick cum came blasting from his fully inserted cock. Each pulse was paired with a forceful blast that rocketed copious amounts of cum directly into the other male's guts. Grant couldn't do anything more than just groan as he felt his stomach being quickly filled completely. The heat from the seed spread throughout his body, making him feel even hotter. His back was already damp, soaked from the wolf sweat that was soaking into his yellow pelt.

With his stomach full and the pulses coming to an end, Grant was relieved that it was over. Above him Dylan sighed but his cock was still hard. He pulled his cock out slowly but when just the tip was in he took Grant by complete surprise. All of it was shoved back in with enough force to rock the taomon's body. The wolf wasn't done yet. His anger hadn't subsided and there was plenty still left in his balls. For once he put himself and focused entirely on his own pleasure. Grant was finally getting what he wanted...

The addition of his cum made Grant's hole even easier to hump into. Now his cock slid in so easily it was as if the digimon's hole was swallowing it up. He had certainly stretched the hole but there was still enough tightness to send waves through his body, especially when Grant could clench down. Now every hump made sure that his length reached in as deeply as it could. Now he was doing it faster though. As soon as his cock reached its furthest point he would pull back and do it all again.

Grant wasn't given a moment to collect himself. The pace was too fast and rough for him now. His body was forced to shake and his hole wouldn't stop clenching around the pistoning flesh. He should have been thrilled about Dylan finally fucking him like a wild beast but he had no control and there was clearly consideration about his own feelings. He was little more than just a hole. The further stretching of his insides came with some discomfort and it led the digimon to wonder if he would be split apart by the savage beast.

Every back and forth of the canine's uncut cock came with a loud and deep 'slurp' sound along with the steady smacks of his balls. They never failed to come crashing in just after every rough pump. Even with all of the discomfort Grant was still getting enough pleasure to keep him moaning. He couldn't form the words to tell Grant to stop or at least ease up. This wasn't the way he imagined. In Grant's mind he would have had the lust-brained beast at his beck and call, being in control of the pace and force. It would be just the way he would like it until Dylan could cum hard and fill with his potent spunk.

Speaking of which, the wolf's rapidly moving hips came to an abrupt stop as he howled out again, releasing more thick gushes of his musk, searing cum. Like before it was pouring into the digimon with the force of a busted fire hydrant. It was all forced into his stomach, which was already filled to its limit. Now Grant had to endure the gradual stretching of his stomach. The heat and heaviness only grew more intense. For a moment Grant wondered if this is what Meygan would experience if she ever got pregnant by Dylan. His stomach was being pumped up like a balloon, made to hold the excess of seed as it just kept coming. As the last spurt was launched from the wolf, he sighed and finally pulled his cock completely free.

Grant was thankful to hear the sloppy 'pop' followed by the trickling of leaking cum. He dared to hope that it was truly over. But Dylan's hands roughly gripping him quickly killed off that hope. As Dylan rose to his feet he picked up Grant as well, doing so rather effortlessly. A short walk brought them to the table that was on the patio. Dylan put Grant down on its surface, having him on his back now. Without saying a word the wolf took hold of the older male's legs, hiking them up with a cold look in his eyes. His legs were pushed forward, having them pointing towards them. It was a good thing the digimon was very flexible for his age.

Dylan again pushed his cock into the thoroughly used hole but that wasn't what made Grant's eyes widen. In this position Dylan pushing forward caused his own lower half to be pushed as well. Being all but folded over himself, his own cock was roughly jammed into his mouth. Dylan of course chose to thrust in savagely so Grant was forced to fuck his own muzzle in the same manner. It ground over his tongue and the tip bashed at his throat before it slid down further. Grant felt himself being overwhelmed by the combined pleasures that came from the hard ass fucking and the self-deepthroating. Every push of Dylan's pelvis led to his own cock spearing its way down his windpipe. His body could hardly take all of this and Dylan seemed to be just getting started.

Dylan was panting heavily, lost in the pleasures of Grant's body. His tongue was lolling out again as he freely spurt precum inside of the already messy passage. He could see how swollen Grant's stomach was. Knowing that he was the cause of that made him all the more excited. It was actually impressive that Grant was still able to fold like this even around his bloated gut. But his rage still persisted and he sought more pleasure to douse those flames.

The humping ceased and Grant sighed through his nose, hoping that Dylan had finally come to his senses. Dylan reached one of his hands out, needing just that one to hold the digimon in place. The other took hold of Grant's head. And in time with the next thrust he pushed Grant's head, forcing him to take every inch of his own cock. Now every one of the wolf's humps came with a deep wet squelch and a strong muffled gag from Grant. They became more frequent as Dylan picked up the pace, ruthlessly fucking the soaked hole. While biting his lip, the wolf was grunting heavily, putting all of his effort and focus into these repetitive actions. The brisk scrubbing of Dylan's cock against his walls and the self-mouthfucking he was forced into catapulted Grant into his next climax. He had no more cum to give, simply feeling his cock throbbing hard against his tongue and within his esophagus.

With another orgasm also came the increased rhythmic constrictions. Dylan humped right through them, feeling himself getting all the closer to his limit.

"Take it all!" he shouted before howling out again.

While clenching his teeth he kept Grant's head pressed down his own cock. Dylan's shaft spewed more of his musky essence. He watched as Grant's stomach bloated even more, being filled with every pump and gush of his cock. It felt so good to come inside of him that he released Grant's head and used both hands to pull the taomon in even closer, ensuring that every drop was taken. Continuous blasts of his cum added to the amount already inside of Grant, it was sloshing around as he panted. Dylan pulled out rather abruptly and the older male felt his stomach gurgling.

From his stretched hole came the usual leaking. But as the digimon grunted his tailhole expanded just before a rush of hot wolf spunk gushed out. It splattered loudly onto the floorboards and a bit on the table, making a mess while also spreading the canine's scent out further. Grant couldn't stop the flow and actually felt increasing relief as his stomach slowly deflated. The more that came out of him, the smaller it got. Soon his stomach was back to its normal size and a thinner but still substantial ooze of cum was trailing out of him. By then Grant was wearing a grin and his eyes were unfocused.

***

For the rest of the day the tables had been turned. Grant was all too eager to please the wolf. He didn't argue or give insults either. It was a bit awkward for Dylan at first but he soon got used to ordering the digimon around. Grant seemed to be somewhat aware of what he was doing but as a whole he was far gone, his mind overwhelmed from the pleasure he experienced. Dylan wasn't sure how long it was going to last but he took full advantage while it did.

Dylan was lying back on the deckchair, getting some much needed rest while Grant was kneeling at his side. The taomon was put to his work, moaning as he was taking in the smell of Dylan's pit. It was completely soaked with sweat and though the wolf showered daily the musk was rich enough that it smelled as if he had gone days without a wash. Grant pushed his nose directly into the dense pit fur before he began rubbing his muzzle against the dank wetness. There was so much for him to enjoy; from the smell that continued to overwhelm his nose and the light taste that got on his lips from them rubbing against the pit as well. The more he did it, the more soaked and smelly his own facial fur became.

Dylan told him to do more and Grant responded by using his tongue. When it made contact with the sweat-logged fur, Grant's taste buds were immediately shocked by the strong taste. It was bitter and earthy but in a way that made him want even more. The flavor was just as potent as the smell and both were making his mouth water. Quickly feeling a need for it that went beyond being ordered to, Grant took another deep breath before he proceeded. He put his tongue to work, touching it and lapping it along the curvature of the pit. While Dylan felt the smooth muscle sliding along the erroneous area, Grant was treated to the raw flavor of pure sweat. His tongue slid across the space, collecting more of the appealing flavor. As soon as the first lick came, Grant licked again and with a bit more passion. While doing this he was constantly inhaling, aiming to breathe in as much of the wolf's natural aroma as he could.

There was a whole other pit waiting for him to get to it he needed to walk around. Dylan continued to lie on the chair, enjoying the sun on his body. His smell was still strong even after the licking that Grant had done. He felt Grant pushing his face into the second one and this time he was quicker to start licking and huffing in the musk directly from the source. Hearing Dylan's small hums in response kept him going. He wanted to hear more and did so by pressing his mouth as a whole to the swampy space. With a bit more force, Grant pushed his tongue through the pit fur, combing through it. The way Dylan felt it, the older male was practically making out with the strong smelling area. With needing to be told to do so, Grant twirled and traced his tongue all over the pit, collecting as much sweat as he could. Though his aim was to clean, it seemed that the endless motions of the wet muscle did nothing to quell the musk's intensity. The wetness of his own saliva was being outdone by the sheer abundance of perspiration.

Dylan let himself relax completely, enjoying some time without worry about Meygan or her father. He was no longer angry but had done some thinking and felt that he had been given the short end of the stick. Meygan was off exploring her old stomping grounds, leaving him behind with Grant. And the older digimon was an enigma in himself. Dylan wasn't sure what to make of him entirely but he was certain that this was going to be the last time. After this weekend this wasn't going to continue. There were three days left for him and Grant to get it all out of their systems. He was putting his foot down on this one.

He was just taking a break before he would fuck Grant again. Getting "cleaned up" by the older male felt better than expected. Grant was putting so much effort into it as well. He was moaning with every lick and sniff, endlessly interacting with the fragrant and flavorful spot. There was still warmth and wetness felt on the other pit that had just been licked. Grant seemed to be rather good at cleaning with his tongue. It made the wolf wonder how it would feel on other parts of his body. Feeling that it was time to move on, Dylan told Grant the next place to start licking. The usually grumpy digimon simply nodded and moved in between the canine stud's spread legs...