In the Bed
#3 of In the Caves
At 3:11 a.m., it's pretty late in the night but my muse has spoken to me. Or the advil p.m. has. Regardless, I'm feeling pretty inspired to put together the next (as i write this) unnamed part of the "In the *noun*" mini-series. What I had originally intended on being just one story, has slowly become three and I couldn't be more satisfied with the result. If I've made any mistakes, please let me know so I can correct them, It's about 6:20 now as i add this to the heading and I'm bound to miss things while proofreading in this state... anyways, without further ado, here is the next part. Oh- and comments/criticism are always welcome and wanted. Enjoy :3
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_-bzz-bzz-bzz-bzz-bzz- *Smack!* _ The wolf rolled over, mildly annoyed by having his near peaceful sleep interrupted by the buzzing phone alarm. He considered passing back out. Unfortunately with his curtains wide open for whatever reason, that was a quickly fading option as he hid his face in the fluffy feather pillows. "_Fuck. 11 a.m.", _Jake thought to his self in an upset manner. "_Why is it that every morning I wake up, I'm in the same pissy mood. Horny. Tired. And to add to my issues, my ass is still fucking sore. Fucking foxes."... _Still plagued by the soreness from the events of the previous night. Having his ass used like a cheap hooker was never in his life agenda, but it felt good so he knew he'd have to pencil it in again in the near future.
Feeling fairly dirty from the dried mess from his slumber, Jake headed to the bathroom to rid his white fur of the obvious impurities. The fur matted and stuck together in an awkward formation. He rubbed cold water on his face with his paws before hopping in the shower in an attempt to take some of the edge of the last 12 hours off. He reached over to the shower and flicked the hot water on, popped open his boxer's fly and began relieving his full bladder. He stepped into the shower and tried not to think too much as he had a tendency to over think things while showering.
Sporting the ever present morning wood, and being the ever-so-horny white wolf, it just seemed like a capital time to relieve some more stress despite having done so a few hours ago during the peak of his slumber. Jake grabbed the lube from out of his cabinet from the hiding place behind the clean towels, and put some on his thick lupine cock. He began stroking in the classic up and down motion, and went that way until he grew bored. He switched from one to two paws and began pumping up and down. Remembering his previous nights experience in the shower, he took the two of his slicker of his digits from the left paw and began playing with his battle-tested rump's tail hole, pushing them in and out. All the while taking his paw to the hilt at the bottom of his third knuckle each time he pushed in and out. Shuddering from the pleasure, he added a digit. The pleasure slowly intensifying, radiating out from the base of his knot to the tip of his cock. He squeezed the head one more time, pushed his fingers back to the limit and grabbed the knot sending a fair amount of cum flying against the shower walls as well as over his white furred chest. He traced his pink erect nipples with his fingers, picking up bits of spread cum along the way. He put it in his mouth and swallowed. Not ever one for his own cum, or any cum for that matter, something was different today. It was needed, and tasted pretty good.
A few minutes later the wolf had completed his shower. He wasn't really planning on showering but the dreams of the previous night had thrown a wrench in his plans. Luckily, he didn't really have anywhere specific he needed to be yet. There was a birthday party planned later for that day. He knew he'd be attending but he was no longer looking forward to that. As much as he enjoyed being with his friends, he didn't really feel like the guys trying to thrust some girl on him. In their defense, they didn't realize he was gay and nobody had really noticed he'd consistently turned down the advances of the females pushed upon him. Plus, it didn't really matter because they all just assumed he got his from elsewhere.
Jake figured the ideal day was relaxing his poor tired ass while trying to play some video games in his game room. He sat on his red leather couch and turned on the large flat screen and the xbox that was connected to it. He figured playing a little Call of Duty could never hurt anybody and popped in the Black Ops disc. The hours flew and as the clock struck three and the wolf decided it was about that time. He put on a polo t shirt and khaki shorts, walked out of his room towards the garage, hopped in the 2005 Mustang GT his dad had left for him, and turned the key to the on switch for music.
With complete disregard to the fact he should figure out where he was meant to be headed first, Jake started the car and decided now was probably the best time to get food. Instead of his usual taco bell decision, he considered the night he hoped was ahead of him and settled for some subway.
In an attempt to snap back into his reality, he sent a generic message to a few of his friends. Mostly trying to figure out the exact location he'd been summoned to. Based on the address, he figured they were going to be out on his bear friend Richard's land. Flat mowed grassland, perfect for throwing parties on, away from police and the watchful eye of overprotective adults. He also messaged Chris, the new object of his tail-hole's obsession. Chris plainly stated in the message 'My parents are going out of town. I don't know when their flight is or when they're leaving. But I do know it's tonight. So when I text you, I expect you to be here in 45 minutes, assuming you actually go to that party in the middle of nowhere.' "Fair enough," thought Jake. He knew where he'd end up tonight. Being fucked silly in a fox's warm bed as opposed to hanging with some whiny bitch he has to pretend to like.
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Jake arrived at the designated location. As he had guessed, it was on land owned by Richard's family. Not rich by any means, it was just a well maintained claim kept in the family and rented out to farmers. But as of late, they'd just kept the fields trimmed, mostly by Richard and in turn he was able to use it no questions asked, so long as it didn't affect his parents. He pulled off onto the dirt road and turned the car around for the easy leave, leaving it a little ways down the road at a safe distance to protect it his friends' ignorance.
The music was blaring and there were around 20 people out there. A fair amount showing up in the middle of summer, especially for a night like this in the middle of nowhere. The drinking festivities had begun around the middle of the day and people were starting to slow down. Usually one to partake in the festivities, Jake had barely skimmed the top of his first beer and despite being a bit inebriated Richard had taken notice. He walked up to the wolf with a raised eyebrow and began asking him questions about his mood.
"Yo bro. What's wrong? There's women. Beer. Music. This is your kinda time. I've seen you at other places, you're usually the first one to throw back a few and still be fine. It's already 9 and you've barely touched your first drink."
The wolf looked at him quizzically, and said, "I intend of driving back tonight. Mom's bitching about the all nighters I've been pulling."
Richard paused. He had a look that said he was mildly annoyed about him, but he kept his cool and said "What?! It's Joe's birthday. You know that! and the point of you being here is to keep the bitch who likes Joe here. She's only showed up because her best friend wants a piece of your ass and you've been ignoring her. Now ship the fuck up, relax, and throw back some booze!"
"Dude, how much have you had to drink? You smell like beer and bear. The chick you want me to fuck is a slut. She'd have a three way with you. I fail to see why I have to be here for any longer since she's already here, and"- *bzz bzz* The words best fuck ever flashed across the screen. Even drunk, the bear could read the upside down name flashing across the screen of Jake's smart phone." Everybody is too drunk to drive the pouty bitch back." Jake laughed off the bears serious attempt at getting him to stay.
"Not enough. There's a few guys who have only had a few, but I'd kill them if they tried driving.", the bear said while laughing, "Go have fun with your mom." he said, putting extra emphasis on mom. "I'm gonna go score this three way. And don't worry. I won't tell anybody you're going off to fuck some hotter bitch. I know how much your 'mom' cares about you. Go enjoy yourself bro."
And with that, the bear walked away leaving Jake to his devices. He could hear his friends carrying on, carefree enjoying the bliss of ignorance to the impending end of the summer as college was fast approaching. But none of that mattered right now. Chris had just sent him the bring-your-ass message and Jake wanted some sort of repeat of the previous night. Jake walked over to the Mustang, hopped in and sped off, trying to make it to Chris's in record time.
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Jake arrived at Chris's. It was a pretty nice single story home, in the same neighborhood as his. Built in its own cul de sac with a few other quaint houses lined up in a barely circular fashion. He hopped out of the car and informed the fox about his arrival, but to his surprise the garage door was opening. The fox signaling him to pull the car into the open spot. Never one to complain about protecting his baby, he picked up the pace and pulled into the empty third spot.
Chris closed the garage and walked up to the car. He greeted the lupine with a soft kiss on the nose, apologizing for being so harsh the previous night. Chris said with a sincere tone, "I'd just been dumped the previous week by my boyfriend of one year. So I've been in a bitter mood with a desire to fuck a hot guy, not to the extent that they got hurt. Just to establish some sort of dominance on them, which is kind of the opposite of what I've been used to." Jake thought about the implications of this and thought back to the drunken hookup they'd previously shared. He laughed to hisself, and looked blankly at the fox with a toothy grin.
"Well great," Jake said. "So does this mean you're not going to be the way you were last time?"
"You're joking right?" The fox looked at him as if he had something on his face. "I've always wanted to be that way in bed. My body just gets me the bigheaded hung guys I can't have any fun with. People like you. Except you know, not a total bottom."
He frowned at that comment, but knew he couldn't disagree with it. He wasn't ever really one for a fox's playful, witty banter, but then who was. Jake finally asked with a straight foward look, "...bed?"
The fox had the slyest looking smirk on his face. Somehow showing an obvious mixture of self satisfaction and natural fox cunning, as if he was hatching some sort of scheme. But his goals had already been fulfilled as the wolf he'd wanted to top was in his possession for at least the remainder of the night... or 'til they were done fucking. And he had the stamina of an ox if need be. In this case, with all the free time in the world he felt as if he was obligated to take his time, maybe even enjoy the more sensual side of those minutes of being tied together.
Chris said ,"This way," and led Jake into what seemed to be a never ending hallway that felt too big for the one story house. Then down a flight of stairs into a basement room on the first floor. It had its own windows looking outside beneath the balcony and beside a pool. A large TV, a couch, and a laptop were the key things on the far side of the room, other than a beautiful painting of the night sky. "This is my room. There's the bed. Now let's get undressed."
Jake stripped in record time, standing there basking in the glory of his nudity with a semi erect member caused by the eroticism of the moment. Chris laughed as he was still pulling off his jeans and hadn't started on the button down. A moment later, he too was also naked and pushed the good looking while wolf onto his bed. Climbing atop, he pinned the wolf to his bed and started kissing him.
Chris's hands were once again able to explore all the sinewy curves of the bare wolf's body. His own fox tail swishing to and from showing the obvious enjoyment he was getting from playing with Jake's hard body. Despite being a fairly dominant top when it came down to it, you would think he was any other talented bottom fox with the way he teased the lupines body 'til his muscles were obviously tensing up just from heavy making out. He began teasing the erect nipples with his tongue while playing with the stiff cock protruding from the wolf's body, by rubbing his own leaking cock against it. Moans were coming from the overexcited wolf, caused by the sexual tension and his desire to be fucked right then and there. But the fox wanted this to be a good long one, he could remember for years to come if an opportunity like this didn't come up again.
The vulpine began toying with Jake's stiff cock with his tongue. Tracing it in a circular motion while moving his muzzle up and down, deep throating the big cock. He continued by speeding up and slowing down, while running his hands through the chest fur, and down his thigh. He continued sucking and let one of his paws play with the large egg shaped balls clad in white fur like the rest of the gorgeous wolf body. The other paw drifted to the tail hole and started poking it's way in. Jake whimpered a bit, despite the previous night and the showers, the finger was a bit much without fresh lube. The fox paused, grabbed the bottle from behind the nightstand and used a bit on the wolfs cock and on his fingers. He started stroking again while slipping finger after finger into the fine lupine ass and the wolf shifted right back into his quiet thoughtless moans. Chris shoved a fourth finger in and Jake yelped loudly. Chris removed his paw from the area, and replaced it with the tip of his fat fox cock.
Now inserted into the wolf's hot ass, Chris figured now was as good a time as ever to pick up the pace. He knew he could go a while, but he also knew he was good for at least three goes until he was spent for the night. And he wanted to catch up to the wolf. Jake had been laying back, in true high maintenance bottom fashion, doing nothing to contribute to the games other than being sexy, naked and available- which is all a fox can really ask for these days.
Chris pumped for the first time and got the reaction he was looking for. A slightly awkward face, confused by the mix of pleasure and pain going across the victim of his impaling penis's face. He grinned smugly to his self and pushed the fox cock deeper. Jake moaned loudly like a girl. His body started to spasm, his cock tensed up as if he was about to cum. Jake wanted more. He needed more. He lifted his legs and pulled the fox closer, trying to bring the full length of the ,then, off balance fox and bring him closer to his goal of being covered in his own seed.
The fox began pumping away, taking the hint from the horny wolf. Nibbling at the wolfs ears, jerking him off and teasing his nipples. Going back and forth from object to object while still focusing on his own pleasure, focused solely in his cock. He began nearing his own orgasm when the pent up wolf's body began shaking. His balls tightened. His eyes closed. The fox pounded it home, all the way to the hilt and inserting his knot's base causing the wolf to howl and begin to violently shoot rope after rope of thick cum across his own belly and beyond his shoulders to the pillow behind him. The fox continued playing with the overly sensitive cock head causing the lupine to whine, moan, and whimper in a less than manly fashion. Chris began licking away at the fresh load of semen gone across the wolf's sexy tummy. He countinued pumping hard while going for every drop with his long tongue.
The vulpine drudged on, pumping away while the wolf lay there pushing back against him. He was rewarded by finally reaching his climax. A very feral bark escaped his lips as had just completely knotted the wolf for the second time. Shooting his healthy load into the hot ass of the tired wolf. He continued pumping until he felt completely spent, then began kissing the wolf. Feeling fairly tired after the multiple hour sexual ordeal, he decided it was just better to go to bed now and maybe continue later. He stayed tied with the wolf and held him close as they drifted off into sleep.