Iron Author #14: The Touch, The Words, The Warmth part 3
#12 of Iron Author
The continuing adventures of Calvin and Ted! Today's episode focuses on what their tongues can do when not entangled with each other. :3
His lips slid down the head of the bear's leaking shaft, holding the juices inside his maw while squeezed on the shaft hoping that more would come. He licked the underside of the big cockhead right in the spot that Cal loved, he whimpered in joy as the bear let out a loud groan and set the brown paw on the back of his head in a way that meant "that's good" as much as "more," and he wagged his tail furiously, showing how much he loved the musky taste of his lover's juicy cock as it runs over his tongue and down his craving throat. The coyote let his head sink down the hard member, his tongue licking around the underside of the shaft while he did, and he felt the bear's paw scratching the back of his ear encouragingly as well as pulling him down further.
Cal moaned lewdly, his pup was such a natural cocksucker and because he had hours of experience with the bear's rod the pup knew exactly where to apply pressure and has even done it in his sleep before. The long, thin coyote muzzle was soon covering all of his meat with that sensitive nose buried deep in his thick pubic fur and suckling for more of his lover's cock-juices. Calvin growled and gripped the pup's head with both of his big paws, holding that maw in place while he humped with what room he had. He could smell the 'yote's arousal at the treatment. If he could have, he would have held that head there and stuffed the poor canine with cum before spinning him around and filling the other end until his belly bulged from the amount and then rimming out what he could.
Ted whimpered again, his nose being pressed so close to the source of such a masculine scent made his cock hard enough to break a wooden block, and he was half tempted to just stay there, should the bear ever release him, suckling on the warm rod of flesh and bathing his sniffer in the smell. But the bear soon let him pull back, and he slid back making the wet, smacking sounds that he knew Cal loved to hear. Barely having enough time to take a breathe, he plunged forward again onto the inviting cock. He stroked that thick dick with his maw. The rhythm he developed soon made Cal pant in time, the way his tongue massaged the tube inside the bearmeat made each trip back off pull out a muzzle-full, and the massaging of his paws on the bear's legs slowly working there way inward made Cal hump forward in anticipation.
His paws circled around the fuzzy ball sac the bear was hanging over the edge of the bed before grabbing one of the nuts each. They pulled and rubbed the firm testicles in their possession, making the cock in his muzzle drool even more. Some of the fluids from his messy blowjob made it down to the sac, wetting the fur and his paws until they were slipping in his grip like bars of soap in a bath. Cal's increased groans showed his approval, making Ted's heart flutter in pride. His own dick was bouncing as he knelt, making a mess of the floor and his chest in it's excitement , and begging for someone to play with it.
"Come up here pup," Calvin said as he pulled the 'yote up by his chin, the dick his was sucking on still soaked, dripping, and hard as stone. He followed the bear's physical instructions, climbing onto the bed only as fast as he was told, fighting off an urge to kiss his lover to share what he collected until he saw what Cal was planning. Laying on the bed with Calvin, he was turned around by those big paws so he found the hard and throbbing member he had just had in his muzzle begging to be sucked on again. One of those big paws was on the back of his head again as held him steady as the bear thrusted his cock up into the inviting maw.
He loved how his lover face-fucked him, showing just how large the dick was and how strong those hips could be. Ted's loud moan was gurgled around the bearmeat, and his own coyotemeat jumped. The bear had his skilled tongue at his entrance, swirling around the ring of muscles teasingly. He placed a paw on the bear's hips and pulled that thrusting member into his muzzle faster to show his approval. The bear's tongue slipped past the outer ring, tasting the 'yote's inner walls while searching for the bump that would make his pup shiver and quake. Ted knew what the bear was looking for and pushed his firm butt back onto the short bear muzzle, wanting to feel everything the bear would give him.
That tongue wormed around his tailhole, stretching it delightfully and slickening it. Then he felt it hit the right spot, he moaned and buried the cock deep inside his muzzle. The tongue began teasing him, licking around the edges of the bump and occasionally licking across so gently he instinctively rocked his hips to make it stay longer. Even as his moans interrupted each trip up and down the dick in his muzzle, he picked up speed as best as he could while the bear was distracted with the tight tailhole. He could feel Cal's climax coming soon, the subtle way the member twitched in it muzzle and the shots of pre that started firing, and he picked up speed not thinking about anything but the hot seed that would soon be in his belly.
Calvin retaliated by pressing the coyote's pleasure button with his tongue, digging in and twisting his head, the taste and smell of his lover flooding his senses. His pup's dick was starting to bounce on it's own against his fuzzy chest, almost dying for its release. By the force of his will alone, he pulled the pup's head off of his cock and retracted his tongue, the young dog's whimpers painfully arousing to him.
"How about we get you that ride, eh pup?"