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There he stood, the figure of my dreams, his tail gently brushed against my crotch and I just hoped against hope that he wouldn't notice the little "problem" I was having, it was just so sensual standing next to him, having that soft fur rub into my topless chest, the scent he emitted and the sound of his growling at any passers-by who disturbed us, I looked over at my mate, his luscious white and rich brown fur covered his entire body-and I do mean ENTIRE- his tongue darted out to lick my nose and as I felt the pink wetness I knew my nose was not where I wanted it, suddenly we were both naked in the middle of the forest making out with one another before he went down on me, his tongue licked the head of my 7 inch uncut cock and I almost came then and there, but I managed to hold it for the plowing I instinctively knew was to come...or should it be cum??? I pulled my midnight lover away from my throbbing wet cock and kissed him deeply, I savored that tongue like it was a lollipop sucking and relieving, sucking and relieving. Finally I broke away from his mouth and started kissing my way down his body until I reached his huge monstrous 14 inch cock it was so big that despite my best efforts I couldn't even get half of it in my mouth, as a consolation prize I offered him the "backstage pass" but he instead stood up and for a moment I felt that he was going to leave before the fun had started but rather than move away from me he came closer and kissed me as he sat on my lap, his hole slipping right onto my cock as his tail brushed constantly against my balls tickling them enough to add to the excitement without ruining it by making me laugh, being inside this hulk just felt so...right! I couldn't believe that I had scored so big and after a few minutes I felt a hot load of cum all over my chest...it was then that I woke up.

I have been prone to wet dreams since an early age but it was always the same dream for some reason. It's always about him, George Axe, just about the biggest, hottest wolf in school, sadly also the most popular, someone a mere husky like me could never even get close to. That's just the way school hierarchies go I guess, the lowest are the small breeds like jack russels, then you have all the fancy poodles and collies as the artists who generally keep to their own company, next are the bigger dogs like Labradors and Danes who are minor nobility and fill out the majority of the sports teams and then there are the football jocks who rule the school, every single one of them a wolf and above them all was George. Now you would think that as a husky, being closely related to the wolves, I would be pretty popular, and you would be thinking wrong. I am lower than the small breeds as far as everyone else is concerned, because I am "just a cheap imitation of a wolf" but I disagree. Nevertheless I am an outcast being the only husky in school, and I've gone and fallen for the king, I must be the stupidest dog on earth.

I started loving him the day I first met him, I was walking through the hall on my way to the cafeteria when a hulking Doberman slammed me into a locker and I fell to the ground then he started calling me names like "half breed" and "mutt" and saying I was "nothing but a cheap imitation who didn't deserve to be anywhere near the Wolves" now I have always been somewhat of a bookworm and of course I didn't know how to fight, so when he pulled me to my feet and stood me against the locker, all I could do was cower in fear of the beating I was about to receive. It was then that he ran in, on all fours and he pounced at the Doberman tackling him all the way down the hall, I was amazed at what I had just witnessed but then this hulking wolf stood to full height and walked over to me, the sight of such a perfectly muscular man with a large bulge in his pants and gorgeous brown fur, was instantly hard and did my best to hide this because I wasn't open about my sexuality yet, I mean a gay husky? Now that was just asking to get stabbed. This wall of muscle turned to me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Are you alright? He didn't hurt you did he?" I stopped looking at the ground long enough to see his bright blue eyes staring at me intently. "Your nose is bleeding! That arsehole! Here..." he then licked the blood off my muzzle and cleaned it thoroughly. Of course the potential fight had already gathered a crowd and now they were all glaring at me. I couldn't help it, I blushed and turned away

"I-I'm fine." I managed to grunt, he then grabbed my face in his paws and inspected my face,

"Well it looks like nothing was broken and you've stopped bleeding, you could have a concussion though, he did hit you pretty hard. I'm George by the way," he smiled "head of the football team and student body president, George Axe." George Axe huh? I thought to myself.

"I'm Blake, Blake Moss, head and only member of the library club."

And that's how it all started, I couldn't help but fall in love with him, but how would someone like me, a gay, bookworm husky with a slim build and white fur, and to top that all off one eye is grey and the other is gold, ever get the attention of someone like him. I am a freak among my own kind and yet this teen god saved me and licked the blood off my face. And then never spoke to me again. The other kids left me alone after that day for some reason but I still got the glares and people talking behind my back, but I didn't mind, solitude suited me better anyway. I saw George around from time to time and he would always take the time to shoot me a warm smile, but he never realized that those smiles hurt more than the glares and cold remarks about me, because when I saw that smile it melted my heart all over again and the pain came in with the tide. It wasn't until graduating year that I spoke to him again.

As I was leaving school one of the juniors decided it would be funny to throw rancid tomatoes at me, staining my fur pink and leaving me in a mess, there was no way I could return home in that state so I went into unchartered territories and payed a visit to the gym so I could shower and wash my clothes before I left. When I got to the locker room I nearly passed out from all the musk of wolf and fortunately for me it appeared I had the place all to myself. I stripped down to my briefs and noticed that even they had tomato juice soaked into them, so naturally I lost them as well, now I was alone and naked in the male locker room with pink fur and pieces of tomato all over my face, I started to walk into the showers and noticed that there was an unusual amount of steam, as though someone had just recently finished showering, my glasses then fogged up and I walked straight into a giant wall of muscle who took my glasses off and started to lick the tomato off my face. "Now doesn't this seem familiar, huh Blake?" oh shit, I thought, I had just run into my highschool love naked and was now being cleaned by him again.

"Uh h-hello George, it's not blood this time, just tomatoes."

"Well it's everywhere. And you need to get clean, you wouldn't want to stain that beautiful white fur."

"Wait, what? You mean your gonna clean me? Uh no, please don't I-uh I can just have a shower and use shampoo, please don't waste your time on me."

He looked at me quizzically"Is that really what you want? Or is there something else? Perhaps something you are trying to hide? Like right now?"

He proceeded to take my cock, already half out of its sheath, into his hand.

"Hey look, this is all pink as well, I should clean it for you." He looked at me devilishly before he started to lick my cock, by now all the way out of my sheath, knot and all. "What are you doing? What would people say if they saw us like this? Please stop, you are only gonna cause me trouble with this." I instantly regretted saying this and even more when he looked up at me, looking deflated and and hurt.

He stood up fully and turned to me, "Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to keep my feelings for you a secret? Of all those people who call themselves my friends not a one has given me cause to smile, no one except you," I looked up into his eyes when he said this and I realized that I wasn't the only one who had felt pain, his smiles were not meant to be hurtful, they were kind and warm and genuine, just like him.

"I've loved you since that first day we met, seeing you so vulnerable and in need of my protection, I didn't care that I had to take a mouthful of your blood, I just wanted to hold you and kiss you and licking you was the closest thing I could think of." I was amazed at what I was hearing, the man of my dreams fell in love with me the same day I fell in love with him.

"I've loved you since that day as well, I wanted nothing more than for you to hold me and make me feel safe and warm, I love you George, and I always have."

"Blake, you make me so happy, I love you too, but we really do need to get you clean." George insisted on licking every part of me clean and that included all the sensitive spots. Within 10 minutes I was pure white again and my clothes were already washed. But they were still wet so I put them in the drier.

"You know the drier takes about an hour right?" George asked.

"You mean I have to stay naked for another hour? Well I guess that's ok if you stay with me, uh I mean uh, will you?" I was still so nervous around him.

"Well that depends, will you stay by my side my love, will you stay with me? And I don't mean sleepovers, well that can wait. Right now I need your answer."

How could he put me on the spot like that? I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything, I walked over to him and planted my muzzle on his and let our lips do the talking, how could I say no to being with the one I love, and even though I knew he could do better than me, love was love and that was all we needed. Until his paw reached my cock again and I became aware of a very different need, my cock seemed to jump out into his paw, knot and all. I grabbed his and found that it was in the same state as mine, my tail lifted instinctively and I turned around.

"Are you sure babe? I don't wanna hurt you."

"oh please, I'm a big boy, and you, well you bring new meaning to the term, but still, I want you babe, I love you and I will stay with you forever."

When I turned to see if he was gonna back out he was already at my muzzle, kissing me ferociously and crying at the same time.

"Babe, what's wrong?" I asked.

"You just made me so happy right now I couldn't help it." he replied.

Then he suddenly started staring at my face with curiosity.

"Hey babe, uh your grey eye has gone gold, does it usually do that?" he enquired.

"oh I uh, yeah it does happen a little, it's a family trait but I would rather not talk about it right now."

We ended up skipping the sex that time, but that's not to say we didn't do it later, but that's another story for another time. We ended up dating, and we both came out together, he started to spend more and more time at the library and from that day on, I never missed a football game for the rest of the year. And because I was dating the most popular guy in school, everyone respected me, I had people apologizing to me daily, I got so annoyed about it that I had to post a memo in the principals news list that stated I forgive everyone and to please not come so close, it sort of worked but not much. We were dating until the day we graduated, where he took me up on stage and proposed, I just couldn't say no.

*****Authors note: this is my first time posting a story and I haven't written in a while so it is a little rough, so please be gentle in your reviews and if you like it enough I was intending to do two more stories about George and Blake, and next time it shall have proper sex scenes, rather than the sketchy ones in this story, but this story was meant to be the beginning and mostly the romance of their love story. And now I need to shut up and leave lol***** AUTHOR OUT :)