The Wag IV: Morning After
#4 of The Wag
I was sitting on this for too long. I had most of this written up, then set it aside for another day... which turned into another week, and then finally I finished it up tonight. The sex isn't as good as the other ones, I'm sorry to say. Hope you enjoy it anyway.
Sly groaned. Another lazy Saturday. He was lucky he didn't have any work to do today. Then again, it was the weekend, so he did luck out.
He murred softly as he slowly began to wake up. He rubbed the morning out of his eyes, letting the shafts of sunlight from the window fall over his body. He pushed the blanket over his body, but blinked. Didn't he do something last night?
He had such a great time making love to that little fox that he completely forgot that he had him in his bed. He slowly stood up and sighed with great content, wagging his tail lazily. His mind was constantly flashing alarms, telling him what happens to statutory rape victims. Stories on the Internet, what actually happens in court cases, and what happens to you in jail. Oh man, what happens to you in jail. Rape isn't the end of it, either.
Kit rolled around in the bed, groaning softly as the sunlight woke him up, but he refused to allow it to do so. He tried his best to sleep.
Of course, the wolf was being attacked by morning wood.
Sly slowly reached over and caressed Kit's head, murring deeply to him as his tail wagged.
"Hey babe. Get a good night's sleep?"
Kit nodded softly, smiling and licking his chops. "Yeah." He wagged softly and nuzzled at his mate's paw. Yes, they hadn't said it out loud, but they both knew that they were in love. They both smiled warmly at each other. Kit brought his paw up to that gray hand and caressed it with his own fingers.
"Sly," the young fox whispered softly, a little blush on his face however.
Sly perked at the tone, and the blush. "Hum? What is it?"
"I... I was wondering..." The blush on his ears grew more. Seconds felt like minutes as he felt so embarrassed to ask this question. It hasn't been something he's ever engaged in before, but was interested. Only interested in Sly being on the other end.
"What?" Sly said softly, chuckling a little as he rubbed a little more between those blushing ears.
The fox just lowered his head, ears flattening in embarrassment.
"I... I want you... well..."
Sly chuckled and groped playfully at the fox's head. "C'mon, out with it already," he muttered playfully.
The fox just sat there with his ears flat. After a few moments, he finally spoke.
"Can... can I be your pet?"
Sly just froze up. "What?"
The fox slowly crawled toward him. Sly was frozen with shock from the question. The young fox's hand slowly reached out and caressed the milky thigh of his lover, and maybe if he agreed, his master.
"I want you to own me... to collar me... I just... I love you so much. I want to be yours in every aspect possible, Sly."
Sly just stared down at his lover and sighed contently, just spreading his legs slowly as he felt that young, soft paw caress his thigh.
"Please?" the fox whispered, slowly rolling his hand back and fourth along the soft, gray thigh of his mate. He squeezed and kneaded at it gently. It was so soft.
Sly knew the answer instantly. Yes, of course. God yes. But how would he go about this? Would he go out to the store and buy a collar with the boy's name tag? He had to return the kit to his parents eventually, what then?
That can wait, he thought. No use in worrying about things like this at this point and time.
Sly grinned from ear to ear, his tail wagging even more. He reached down and caressed his pet's head.
"Of course. You can be my pet. But that means I have total ownership over your body. You understand this, right?"
Kit nodded slowly, still caressing his master's thigh, now with a bright smile on his face.
Sly chuckled and grabbed the back of his pet's headfur. "Stop that."
Kit whimpered softly, but looked up at his owner and lover curiously. "S--sorry master."
"It's fine. Get back on the bed. Get out from under the covers and lay atop of them. Spread your legs."
Kit complied. He crawled out from under the bed covers and laid atop of the sheets, slowly spreading his legs just as he were ordered. His tail lay flat on the bed as he did this. He gazed at his owner curiously, wondering what was next.
Sly grinned, licking his chops slowly. He crawled over to the bed, up and between his pet's legs. He murred gently and crawled over him, beginning to rub over Kit's sheath, causing the underage fox to moan softly.
"Mmmm, you're so sexy, love," he whispered, nuzzling the fox. Kit sighed happily, licking his master's neck. They were both fully erect, both from morning and from the sight of each other.
"Now," Sly whispered seductively, slowly leaning back, sporting off his thick, throbbing, slightly drooling member. "I want you to cure this. Be creative. You can do whatever you want. Use your hands, feet, mouth, bottom," he grinned and accentuated this word, not saying word-for-word that this was the best, but the accent indeed showed how much he wanted that over all the others, "whatever you want. Just as long as you get rid of my morning wood. You got that, Kit?"
Kit smiled warmly, then nodded. "Yessir."
The fox slowly got up and crawled toward his new owner. He brought himself to his belly, then wiggled toward the thick member pointing directly at him. He sighed contently. It was so big. So delicious. So... good looking. So perfect. He took that wonderful dick instantly into his muzzle, slowly engulfing it down his gullet, suckling and nursing on it, licking along the underside as he hilted it right to the wolf's sheath. The wolf gasped and moans out with delight, rolling his head back and rolling his hips forward. He brought his paws down to the back of the fox's head and complimented the boy's warm tongue, warm maw. Kit just smiled and resumed.
Slowly, the boy began to lick and suckle on that tool like a pro. His creativity obviously showed in the morning. He bobbed his head back, fluttering his tongue furiously at the end, and then as he went down, curled his tongue along the underside of the thick, veiny flesh.
"Gods, that's it, pet. You're doing great," the wolf muttered, rolling his hips back and fourth within his property's mouth. Kit slowly brought his paws up to his master's testicles, rolling them gently around in his hands as he bobbed his head back and fourth, drool starting to fall onto the bed. It would appear that the fox had an ulterior motive for doing this, as he doesn't usually drool so much when giving others head. He slurped and groaned happily around that thick flesh, wiggling his bottom as his tail swayed this way and that. The wolf, of course, was so lost in pleasure that he didn't notice.
Kit slowly pulled his muzzle back from his owner's dick, licking his chops. He leaned onto his back, then slowly rolled onto his shoulders, knees curling up to his chest, tail going flat onto the bed.
"Would you like to use me proper, now, master?" the young boy said softly, smiling warmly to his owner.
Sly murred deeply and grinned, reaching down to stroke himself to full hardness--although it was hard to get to that point, since he was hard as a rock already. He slowly crawled over his pet, placing the boy's knees on his shoulders. He slowly pressed down and nosed at his lover and property.
"Yes I would, pet," he said softly. He reached up, caressed his boy's cheek, and then gave him a gentle kiss. As soon as he received the kiss back, he pressed his muzzle hard against the fox, and slowly began to slide his shaft deep into the boy. The fox gasped, and within the locked kiss, moaned with delight. His tight little anus slowly opened up around his master's dick, his hips slowly rolling upward to accept more of that sweet member. Sly was unrelentless. He just continued to move, without a single pause, just groaning at the feeling of his tight little mate accepting his thick dick.
Before they both even realized, Sly was bottomed out. Their hips kissed in a lustful, yet loving and romantic manner. Sly pulled his lips away and panted softly, gazing deeply into his lover's eyes. No matter how many times they said "pet," they both knew that they were more lovers than anything.
"Mmmm... I'm all the way in, pet. You feel so nice and tight. Your training was good."
So the roleplay began. Kit slowly nodded his head and panted happily, nosing his mate. "Y--yes... I was... taken in and trained as a sex slave before you came around and purchased me, sir," the young fox said. Of course, that was a lie. He'd never been trained before. But still, the moment was too good for them to really pass up as less than a roleplay.
However, the roleplay was quickly lost in romance.
Sly panted heavily as he started to roll his hips back and fourth, every last inch sans the tip left the fox's bottom, and then thrust right back in, stretching the boy that much more. The fox moaned. The wolf moaned. The wolf slowly snaked his right paw around the fox's thigh, then curled his fingers around Kit's young shaft. Sly murred deeply as he leaned down and nosed at his little pet's nose, his little lover's nose. The wolf began to move faster. His paw slowly pumped back and fourth at the same pace his hips did. Kit's eyes rolled back, his lips curled up and pushed out a whimper.
Numerous thoughts were entering and leaving Kit's head, but most of it had to do with his love and affection for his... well, his wolf in shining armor. He was shown how to make love, rescued from the captor of an evil bastard, who god knows where he's lurking now. Last either Sly or Kit heard of him was at the bathroom yesterday night. Either way, Kit lay back and wrapped his legs and arms around his lover, opening himself up to whatever the wolf had to offer him, or had to give him, too.
Sly moaned happily when those young, tender legs wrapped around his hips. This encouraged him. He once more started to move his hips a bit faster inside the boy, his knot starting to slowly expand, kissing at the outer rim of Kit's tail hole each time he drove in and out of that tender bottom. Kit whimpered happily, rolling his head back in delight, his claws slowly combing through his lover/master's back.
"Ohh, Sly," the fox lazily whimpered. His anus tightened around that thick, black cock while it moved back and fourth inside of him. The wolf panted happily and growled a little. He took note of Kit's neck. Quickly, he pulled the boy's neck into his mouth, dimpling the skin on Kit's neck with his jaws. He growled, possessively. Kit froze up, staying in place, but moaned out loudly.
Suddenly, Sly's hips were moving much faster than they were before, his knot expanding faster and faster, threatening more and more to tie to Kit's bottom. Kit just whimpered as this happened. Sly's fist pumped faster. Kit moaned louder, thrusting his hips back against his master. The two growled and whimpered and made numerous sounds as their bodies became hotter and hotter, their forms shuddering above and below each other, their bodies wracking and wriggling against the bed as the two then suddenly orgasmed in tune, Sly tying to his mate, Kit whining loudly as this happened, and then both twitched and spasmed. Then they rested.
Sly panted heavily as he rest against his lover, moaning happily as he released his jaws from the fox's neck, slowly opening his eyes to look at his new property. The fox's eyes slowly opened, and with a smile going from lip-end to lip-end, Kit returned the gaze. They both embraced each other as Sly's length continued to twitch and fill Kit's bottom, their bodies somewhat stuck together from Kit's semen stuck to their fur. They just lay in bed like that for a good thirty minutes. Even after Sly's knot had died down, they did not move.
After another few minutes, however, Sly finally pulled out. He sighed gently. He rolled over onto his back, then quickly engulfed Kit into his arms, spooning his body, licking lazily at his ears. He sighed again.
"We gotta get you home, kid."
Kit whined a little, nodding. "I know..."
"What are we going to tell your parents?"
"My mom..."
Sly winced a little. "Right, your mom."
"..."
"Well?"
"I don't know... I'd tell her the truth... but then I'm sure I'd never see you again. I don't know if we could even formulate a lie to tell to her that she'll believe..."
Sly hummed a little, rubbing his chin with his thumb. "Yeah, but..."
"But what?"
"But what lie could we tell her? We can't tell her that you were holed up here for two days and unable to call her, because who would believe that? We couldn't tell her that you were 'lost,' because no one would believe that."
They both winced. They both knew the truth.
Sly sighed, hugging the boy to his body close. "I'm sorry. You don't have to tell her every last detail of what happened. Just... give her the general idea. When we do have to get there, I mean."
Kit whined, but nodded. It was the truth. There was no way around this.
Sly kissed his pet/lover's cheek and snuggled him tight in the warm sunlight.
"Let's just hope that your mother will be rash."