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Calvin sighed in frustration on his drive home. The slow moving cars of dull colors on the black freeway was just as dreary as his workday had been. He sat back in the dark brown leather of his car, and lazily gripped the shiny fake-wood steering wheel, his brown, round ears hanging uncaringly. Today had been one of those slow Mondays where not only had the day dragged on forever but nobody had anything to do, to the point of the managers allowing a few people to leave early. The cars in front of him jerked forward about a car's length, the driver inside obviously fuming about being in traffic, and Calvin just eased his car forward. He thanked God that his exit was the next one. The windows were down and a breeze meandered through the warm spring air, his briefcase was laying sloppily in the passenger's seat, the radio sung some forgettable tune, and the sun was baking him, his brown fur and stubby tail starting to stick to the dark leather. What a day to be a bear with his winter coat still on.

He was finally able to get some speed in his wheels when his exit came up, and he found himself navigating the streets to his modest house in autopilot. The same-y houses burred together in boredom, and the trip was already being mostly flushed from his mind. He pulled up to his house, brick and a various shade of off-cream color like every other house in sight. He pulled in behind a smaller car that was a dark shade of purple, dark enough to look black in all but sunlight. This was the only sight today that had made the edges of his lips curl up in the hope of a smile. He grabbed the briefcase and got out of his car, intentionally slamming his car door to announce his arrival. He walked up the stairs in growing anticipation, his padded footpaws making a soft fop-fop sound on the concrete. He was only able to open the screen door before a beaming coyote greeted him. The coyote was a couple decades younger than Calvin, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt in such a way that seemed to shout "broke college student," his fur was lighter than the bear's brown coat, almost a yellow tinge to it that made it a cream color.

"Hey pup, missed me I take it?" Calvin smiled genuinely for the first time today, boy did it feel good to do that again. His 'pup' gave a quick yip and took the bear's briefcase. Calvin stepped into his home, and felt once again that it was too small. The curtains were thick but pulled back to let the sun in, the TV sat on the floor in front of a lonely couch while the fridge and kitchen were a few feet away, the table the pair ate at nightly was bare of all but the day's mail, its three chairs cushions deflated from use, and it was all in one room that was just as big as it needed to be to fit all of these with a walk-way between them all, and nothing more. The hallway breached the room at an awkward spot, leading to a solitary bathroom and bedroom. It was very small for forty-something bear and his college-boy lover, but it worked on their budget.

"Welcome home, Cal. How was your day?" His pup grinned up at him.

"Boring as fuck, I hope you had more fun at class today Ted." Calvin said, placing his hands on the coyote's shoulders while his briefcase fell somewhere on the couch.

"Not really, I learned all this stuff back in High School." Ted mumbled distractedly as he nuzzled under the bears muzzle. Calvin was home now, and they were home together. Nothing else mattered as much. Calvin directed the 'yote's maw up to his own, licking his lips and feeling the canine breath on his stubby whiskers. His tongue reached out and licked up the black nose of his lover, feeling the smaller fur giggle before his own tongue snuck out and joined the bear's. They met in the air, the taste of each what each had eaten was soon lost as their tongues licked each other. Ted's tongue didn't move as much, the bear was being aggressive and mapping out every crevasse of his broad canine tongue. He rolled his tongue around the young coyote's, tasting the youth that he loved. The taste was soothing and stirred his cock to thicken his fuzzy sheath.

He leaned forward and engulfed that broad tongue with his muzzle, he suckled and raked his teeth across it while his tongue ran along the bottom of it. His pup was panting heavily and slowly, tickling the fur around the bear's nose with his whispered moans. Calvin grabbed his pup, pulling him closer and running his paws over the clothed body, he slid his paws down to the tight butt and gripped it slowly, enjoying how the balance of firmness and squishiness that made his heart dance in his chest. He let a low growl out of his deep throat as he toyed with his lover's tongue. Ted was yielding to his advances almost limply, letting his big bear hold him steady and true while his young heart pumped the adrenaline-blood mixture through his system.

Calvin reached up with one of his paws, the other quite busy squishing and kneading the boy's butt, and pulled the coyote's head forward. He wrapped his lips over the younger ones and let his relatively narrow tongue dive into his lover's muzzle. His pup whimpered sweetly in joy at the bear's control, the broad tongue now moving freely inside the older maw. Their tongues squirmed and twisted around each other, curling into each other and sucking like the other tongue was one of those treats that you just let lay in your maw to savor the flavor. They were breathing in time, the hot, panted breaths from their noses washing up against their closed eyes like tides. The coyote's paws began roaming around the bear's form, digging the soft fur and feeling the steel-like muscles that lay hidden beneath, following paths around and back underneath Calvin's shirt. His tail swung lazily behind hims, low in submission and puffed out in excitement.

This was what Calvin craved during the day, being together with Ted. The feeling of a heartbeat next to his, the glow of showing his love in as many ways as he could think of, and all the while knowing that the tongue in his muzzle wanted to be there. He wanted this moment to continue forever. This was what Ted was craving his whole life. The excited rush of knowing and loving somebody enough to share every part of your soul to them, the heat of his lusts being fulfilled in ways he never could have imagined alone, and all the while knowing that he never wanted his tongue to leave that inviting muzzle. He wanted this moment to continue forever.

Calvin felt the stiff of flesh poking his slightly chubby belly, thickening his own sheath in the process, and chuckled around the youthful tongue. He lifted the coyote's tail and pressed one of his fingers around in the fabric until it pressed against the tight, wanting tailhole, causing Ted to whine and lift himself up, presenting his ass to the prodding finger and intertwining their muzzles deeper together, as far as his longer muzzle could go. The bear shuffled forward, his big legs scrunching the coyote's together and making him feel even smaller, and pushed his pup backwards. His pace was slow, and his tongue continued to massage while his paws played through the 'yote's jeans, then he turned so they began down the hallway to where their bed was waiting.

Ted moaned and suckled on his bear's tongue, he wrapped his arms tight around the big bear and lifted his legs, curling them around those big legs for support. Calvin growled possessively, one arm pulling his pup closer while he ran his tongue over the roof of his lover's maw as well as his teeth. He heard the young 'yote whimper in submission once more, his limbs clinging on tighter and his tail curling around the arm that insisted on teasing his tailhole. He was carried further down the plain hallway, the slow and steady pace lengthening the time they had to kiss, grown longer every time the bear leaned against the photo-less wall to really attack his lover's muzzle lewdly.

All to soon, and not soon enough, Calvin flopped down on his bed, trapping the young coyote beneath him. Even though still clothed, he humped his heavy bulge into the barrier between him and his lover's hole. He groaned and suckled on his lover's tongue more, thoroughly enjoying himself. Then he pulled off. Ted whined in need as the bear let go. But Calvin stood at the edge of their bed, posing with his arms behind his head and the hidden muscles in his arms threatening to burst their confining prison.

"Undress me, pup." Came the command.