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Just so everyone knows, this is the second story in a trilogy I wrote for November. Please go read the first one, as they literally continue one right after the other. Also, I had to include 4 things in Parts 2 and 3 of the trilogy (as requirested by November) so if its not to your taste because its not the same as the first one, I'm sorry. As always, love comments so please post them ~<3

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Airplane Mode (Ember's Trilogy)

Part 2 - The Mile High Club

By Argyron

The security check-in had literally fucked him in every way possible, not that Ember minded the personalized cavity search performed. But what he was left with was absolutely no time to get to the terminal his plane was currently boarding at. He got on the train and rode to his terminal, then started down the endless gauntlet of moving sidewalks that led him to the right docking platform. A quick ticket swipe later and he was the very last passenger boarding the airplane, grabbing his seat and stashing his bag underneath him for the rest of the ride.

And just like perfect clockwork, all of the pilots began coming on. Ember lifted his head up, tossing the blue and white scarf around his neck before looking forward as he watched the pilot's board. The first pilot to board was a black spotted panther. He thought his heart was about to melt as he saw the panther look right in his direction with piercing eyes that seemed to gaze right at him. Ember watched as that black tail flicked about as the captain enter the cockpit, his own imagination leading him off to other places with that handsome devil.

The next captain came on board and instantly Ember was broken from his dream as he saw the big dog in front of him. Though nothing like the first captain to get on the airplane, the second one definitely had a defining air about him. He was a white German shepherd; his fluffy fur only slightly able to mask the big and bulky muscles underneath as he ducked to enter through the main door. He tossed down a bad on the floor and watched as one of the stewardesses quickly ran and picked up the luggage for him. Ember watched as he laughed, the man looking over the lynx girl like she was just a piece of meat before ducking into the cockpit. The whole thing felt a bit weird, but he let it go since maybe things like that were more natural then he though.

Within a few moments, the captain came on the overhead and told them about the flight, describing what they should be feeling as far as weather along with how long they would be flying. Three hours was a pretty long time to be in a plane, but it was way shorter than twenty in a car! Ember rolled his shoulders and prepared for the long flight, just listening gently to the captain's nice, soothing voice. About a minute later, the lynx stewardess was describing emergency safety and the wolf found himself totally tuned out.

For a little bit, take off and all, everything seemed fine for the gray canine. He just had to sit back and relax for a while, just enjoying the flight and getting home. However, as soon as they reached a higher altitude he realized something was wrong. That security deposit the lion had made earlier was moving now and not a direction the wolf wanted, or at least not if he wanted his pants to be dry by the end of the flight. Looking up above he watched that little keep your seatbelts buckled light, watching it intently for the first moment it would go off. The plane was still climbing in altitude, rising higher and higher, and all the while passengers were not allowed to move freely about the cabin. He grabbed the arm rests, not caring about the poor fur next to him, and started holding on tight. Ember just hoped he could hold it all in long enough.

A few moments passed, the agony of pinching closed his sore hole was driving him nuts, but the plane was starting to stabilize out. The light went off; and before they could even say it was alright to get up from your seats over the intercom he had his belt unbuckled and was running towards the front restroom. That same lynx stewardess was right in front of the restroom door too, blushing slightly as the wolf went towards the bathroom. "In a bit of a hurry already," she asked in a rather high pitched voice before moving over so that the grey wolf could get into the restroom.

Ember turned around as he got through the door and nodded at her, a little embarrassed at everything to really say much at all. Yet he was interested in what he saw next. She seemed to be tapping on the cockpit door, though what the pilots would need this early into the flight the wolf did not know. He shut the door and clicked the lock, turning around and pulling his pants down. What happened next was something he really didn't expect. The door lock clicked again and someone else suddenly came right in behind him, pressing him onto his knees on the toilet.

The wolf looked over towards the mirror, though in a second he wished he had not. In the reflecting glass he saw the big, white shepherd standing behind him with one paw already getting off the pilot's uniform while the other shut the door. His pants dropped and a hard cock came straight up, already pressing against one of the grey wolf's ass cheeks.

Then the shepherd spoke in a very deep voice. "I was wondering when I'd get my first piece of tail, but didn't think it would be that fast!" His paw that had been shutting the door click the lock again and came down hard on that fuzzy, grey butt in front of him, a loud slap echoing in the extremely cramped room as he groped his prey. "See, I like to help a customer join the mile high club every time I take a flight and I always take the first one to ask." His paw moved over from that cheek, a single digit pressing against Ember's tail hole. "Oooh," he said in surprised as his big digit slipped right in, finding a nicely lubed hole for him. "Seems some one's come quite prepared for this. Well then no need to keep babbling on!"

The paw popped from Ember's tailhole, making the wolf wince a bit as his sore pucker tried to close up tight again. He had a bit of that lion's cum leaking out of the hole and down his nut sack, a gooey bubble going along with it as the fluid seemed to slide ever so slowly. All of that was the least of the canine's worries though, for a few seconds later he felt that hard cock slap him on the cheek and knew what was next.

The shepherd took no time in introducing himself, he had a mission and he was going to do it. Without anything more said, he used his paw and quickly guided the tip of his red member into that hole. His other paw rested on Ember's sides, forcefully holding him in place as he pushed forward hard. "Oh yea, nice and slick," the canine murmured as his cock slid in fast, hilting with a slap of their bodies coming together.

Ember cringed as he felt that dick pressed in his sore hole, the wolf almost whining as the dog behind him started twirling his hips and swirling the massive meat inside of him. It touched his prostate all right, which of course sent jolts of joyous lightning straight to his brain, but the whole scenario still kept the lupin's stomach upset. Then he felt it starting to slide back and he felt every inch slide out one at a time.

The dog had a certain way of doing things usually. First, he'd start off slow and really get things nice and lubed up, then work at a furious pace on any piece of tail he managed to capture. Except this time around the tail he caught was already lubed up and was perfectly slick for his liking. So instead the canine decided early on he was going to have to change things up. He still wanted the grey wolf under him to feel everything he had to offer, which was just as big as he was, and as such he took his time with this first pull-out. It slid wretchedly slow from that orifice, the dog growling a little every time those muscles weakly clasped down on his big cock. He pulled back hard on that tail, lifted the fluffy grey up just so he could see what was happening. His cock was stretching that hole and, even as it slid towards the smaller tip, he loved watching how it pulled back on that puffed up pucker. His tip slid out and he yanked on that tail again, watching as the wolf meeped and tried to clench his backside close.

Ember had his eyes shut tight, though that was just for dealing with the pain. His hole had not felt this abused since the last foxtrot he had gone to, and he couldn't help but think that all those foxes were nice compared to this. And even though there was currently nothing stuffed under his tail right now, he knew what was coming next. With a loud yip, something he had never done before, he cracked as that large cock was suddenly thrusted all the way back into him.

The shepherd didn't miss a beat, hearing the yip and bending over as he really ground his cock deep, touching spots with that pointed tip like a feather tickling the canine's insides. "What was that? Got a little cock slut on board I see." The white dog began to laugh a deep chuckled into the wolf's grey ears while murring to the way that ass tried to grip him. He came back up from his leaned over position and took in the sight of it all again, the white fur of his groin going right into the white fur of the wolf's ass. It was nice, but not exactly what he wanted to see. He tugged that tail harder and looked until the red where they connected was visible.

The wolf was groaning as he felt his tail pulled on even more, but he dared not do anything else now. Instead he just waited and let a tear roll down his cheek as that large cock was suddenly and very quickly pulled from his depths. In a quick second he found himself filled again, the dog behind him taking no time to start off now that they were going. For Ember, minutes seemed to count off like hours as their bodies started colliding every few seconds with loud, echoing slaps in the small lavatory.

The captain rolled his head back onto his shoulders, moaning out with a deep exhale as he started ripping his fuck-rag to pieces. His hips were moving like lightning and he loved the feeling of getting to bury his bone in something as nice as that ass. To him, the whole ordeal of getting left overs wasn't exactly a new concept, but this was the first time he had gotten anal from it. It was different too, like a velvety cushion perfectly sliding all around his cock without any resistance. He loved it, the way that ass clenched down on his cock and the way it seemed to suck him right back in with each thrust. He wasn't sure how long he would last with such a nice piece of ass in front of him.

And Ember wasn't thinking about much at all except the soreness of his bottom. He didn't even realize his own cock was rock hard, dripping a thick, clear fluid onto the top of the toilet seat from every fast thrust against his pleasure gland. No, he was focused on the way that paw kept pulling his tail a little more as the dog dazed off, the way that cock seemed to be getting bigger and popping in and out when the whole thing went in, and the way he was being raped on a plane. This was no security check in with a hot guard that he wouldn't mind; this was some random guy busting him in a bathroom for a quick rut. In a way, he felt a little broken from it, a second tear rolling down his cheek.

The shepherd felt something deep in him building, that floating feeling that seemed to start coming as his nuts began to rise. He looked down and watched as his partially formed knot was now popping in and out of that abused hole like nothing, his body slamming in just as quickly as before. Watching the whole scene only seemed to turn him on more, causing him to thrust faster and pop his quickly filling knot that much more often. But soon that bulging, orange sized bulb was too big to pop out and he found himself stuck inside the wolf. That did not stop him from thrusting onwards and instead he let go of the lupin's tail to grab his head.

The dog's thrusts were quicker now, their bodies meeting much faster as he tried to pull his knot out of that tight hole. Ember winced every time, his pucker unable to take the stress and strain being put on it as the other male mounted him like a common bitch. Then he felt the other furs body on his back, he knew that the shepherd was close and decided to just help get it over with. Taking all his strength that he had left, he clenched hard on that cock in him.

In a matter of seconds, the dog found himself speechlessly pressed perfectly up against the wolf's ass. He was cumming and he was cumming hard. His fluids shot out of his cock, filling up the wolf with his second load of the day as the protein rich liquid spilled into every crevice that the blasts could reach.

But that wasn't all, for Ember's humiliation was just partially done. As the hot liquids scorched his insides, he felt a paw reach down and touched his own member. The dog's paw didn't play with him, but rather as the shepherd released his torrents deep within the canine, he pressed right at Ember's groin to pull them closer together. His paw unintentionally clenched down on Ember's own knot, holding it so hard that the wolf couldn't help but cum himself. The white-hot liquid shot out like he had never before, hitting him in the snout as he came hard. If he could think straight, Ember probably would have wondered why he was so turned on by all of this, but all that was swimming through his head was the daze of it all.

The two squirted the last they had out, churning everything that their balls had until they had nothing left. Then the white dog fell on top of the grey wolf, both exhausted from it all. They were breathing fanatically and neither ever seemed able to catch their breath. Finally, the shepherd was able to say, "So you're now on..." He stopped for a second, trying again to breathe before continuing, "or I mean to say, a mile high club member."

Ember was almost in a sleep, he was so exhausted after two cocks up his hole in less than an hour. He wanted to go to sleep, and was in all truth about to, when he felt the weight on his back shift and the shepherd twist around with him still on the knot. He looked in the mirror and watched as the dog lightly tapped the door and then unlocked it. Opening it just a bit, he said to the lynx stewardess, "Jenny, put up the cloth, I gotta drag him back with me."

The lynx seemed to be trying to look over at the grey wolf, whose pants were still around his ankles and had a large red member still lodged all the way up his rear. She seemed a little bit pleased too, the smile on her face like she had been a part of this from the beginning. The cat gently nodded to the captain and drew back the curtain.

Before Ember could have another say, he was being dragged from the room by the knot of the dog into the cockpit. It was truly going to be a long, embarrassing ride...