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Averal sat on the couch in his living room staring off into space. For some reason he didn't feel as much satisfaction as he thought he would have and it made him wonder. He wanted to get back at the greyhound for what he had done and gotten the vengeance he had so desired, but now he felt something vile churn in the pit of his stomach. It was almost as if he had become just as bad as the other canine, but that couldn't be right, could it? He wasn't the one who did all those things to Darin and then walked away. He wasn't the one who had maliciously violated the pup and gone about life as if nothing had happened. He wasn't the one; so then why did he feel as if he were?

When Dave came down the stairs in nothing but the loose towel he had been given the look on his face could have broken a devil's heart. He just looked so pathetic while pitifully standing there all damp with his gray fur matted down and his eyes looking at the floor in the most submissive manner possible. It was then that Averal knew why he felt so sick to his stomach. Thinking over everything the wolf made a choice then and there before getting up and walking over to the other male. Reaching for the towel and snatching it away Averal listened as Dave began to whimper watched those floppy ears of his lower on top of his head. Reaching out for the other boy the wolf grabbed the large canine and then brought him close to his muzzle before licking him over his snout.

"No more. It's over now. You can borrow some of my clothes and then go home." The wolf apologized before licking the dog's muzzle again before moving away from him.

Dave didn't move for a moment and then lifted his head to stare at the other teen. His watery eyes were almost ready to burst as he stood there like a lost child. It was heart wrenching to look at the imposing greyhound as he stood there with nothing but his fur and his emotions laid bare and Averal lowered his head and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. Damn it all, he expected someone like the jock to be resiliently tough and indifferent or either too dumb to understand the things that were happening to him, but it was almost like he was taking his revenge out on Darin in a sense.

Averal's ears lifted as he heard something that sounded like hiccups and stared at the grey hound to see that Dave was sobbing. On instinct more than thought the wolf reached out and wrapped the other in his paws before shushing him and cooing against the other's neck fur. The subtle shivers coming from Dave's body racked them both as he shook like a leaf and reached out to grasp the lupine before burying his muzzle into the Averal's dark fur. Averal began to pat the greyhound on the back to reassure him before he nuzzled the top of the football player's head in a comforting motion. This was really not how he had planned for this to go but what else could he do, he wasn't heartless after all.

"Come on now. Settle down. I told you that's its over now. You can go home and forget about all of this." His voice resonated deeply.

"H-How c-can I-I? Th-they s-saw m-me." Dave said with more than a little awkwardness as he tried to speak through his tears.

"I'll just tell them something later. Besides, I thought that big tough jocks like you didn't care what other's thought about them?" Averal said trying to find humor in this situation to lighten the mood.

However, that seemed to bother the canine more and he immediately began to wail and shovel himself as far in as possibly into Averal's chest. The wolf sighed before he patted the greyhound atop his skull and looked down upon him with pity. This was definitely not how this day was supposed to go and even worse was that Averal couldn't just take all of it back. Inside of his heart burned the rage towards the other male for what had been done to his pup and at the same time he really was beginning to feel that he was the bad guy in all of this.

This would have been easier with Darin here since the wolf would have known how to handle his pup but with this semi-grown dog in his paws he was at a lost. The maternal thing was Jill's department. Closing his eyes Averal just let the canine continue to sob for as long as he wished. Though Averal did managed to gravitate towards the couch and plant them both down to ease up the pressure on his legs and back from having such a large canine resting on him.

It was a couple of hours before Averal looked down and what he saw made him rethink his entire plan of revenge. In his arms the greyhound slept peacefully with his eyes fluttering and his muzzle open with a semi-vocal snore coming from his between his lips. It was kinda cute in a way and Averal didn't bother to hide his smile as he watched the other with thoughtful eyes. It was strange that not more than a few hours ago he was ready to drag the same canine through the mud, literally, to pay him back for what he had done, but now he wanted to do nothing more than ravish him as he would his pup. There was a kind of innocence that Dave had that only children were supposed to have possessed. Licking his lips and then bending so that he could snuffle the other male on the neck Averal found that he liked the scent of the now somewhat drier greyhound. His sheath began to swell with some need but he trampled those thoughts with ease. He had done enough o the poor guy for one lifetime.

Even if Dave did have some homosexual desires it would be better for the dog to act on them when he was ready. However, that little fragment of bitterness that lived in Averal's heart wasn't ready to let it go just yet. He had one last trick to play and as he thought more and more about it if he played his hand right he might end up getting something more out of his play, maybe nothing sexual but maybe an ally of sorts. Besides there were still two more assholes to pay back and he was determined to do so...if not as drastically as he had Dave.

Lifting himself from the other's embrace, which was more than a little difficult considering that Dave had a grip like an octopus, and then quietly shuffling up the steps to his room the wolf stepped inside of his personal den area and then searched around for a key tool for his next plan of action. Opening one of his bed side nightstands and then shuffling through them the wolf grunted in triumph as he found what he was looking for and then picked out a few more items to be of use to himself as he went over his plans in his head, checking off what he could use and could not use for what was to come. Humming in readiness the wolf went back downstairs to find his sleeping guest still curled up right where he had left him.

Going over to the TV Averal placed the DVD he had brought with him into the player and then switched the settings to play as he wanted before sitting on the large, plush seat next to the couch and kicking his clothes off and getting into position. When Dave woke it up it was not to his alarm clock, but instead to rough gasps and grunts emanating from nearby. Now as a young adult his mind easily recognized, after careful comparative analysis just what those sounds were and he groaned before curling back up into himself.

"Man can't you do that when I'm not up here?"

"It's my house." The grunting voice barked heavily before letting out a loud gasp and then a harsh pant.

"Yeah but it's my room so...huh?" Dave didn't immediately recognize the voice signature when said voice entered his ears but soon he shot up and looked to see a sight right out of his wilder dreams.

There, on a large plush chair was Averal sitting with his feet paws stacked on the coffee table stroking his tail hole while shoving a buzzing phallic looking faux-cock into his tailhole. His long erection was spitting out pre like a faucet and coating his wolfen dick with clear trails of pre making the entire tool look to be as if it had a clear glossy shine added to it. The wolf's muzzle was twisted in pleasure as he kept his eyes locked forward and that was when Dave snapped his head to see what in the hell was he looking at and wished he hadn't.

On the screen was Averal, in all of his lupine glory, pounding the living sin out of Darin. The cub was moaning and writhing on top of the same couch which the greyhound was resting on with his little muzzle parted in long and hollow wails while his eyes were glazed over as if in a dream. The cub was taking all that Averal had to give with easy and the screams were more for theatrical effect than anything. Dave watched as the camera focused in on where the cub was taking the long wolf cock into his far too tiny seeming hole with ease and then listened to the sucking sounds that hole produced when it was freed from the incoming invader before being savaged with well timed thrust and snaps of Averal's hips.

Now a straight male might have got up and ran out of the house without realizing it, not from fear but from a morbid sense of arousal. An average tailraiser might have even paused before getting up and walking out from the injustice of how well the pup was being reamed in the ass than the depravity of it all but Dave did neither. He just sat there and watched while listening to the two Averals, TV and real, moans and groans in pleasurable satisfaction. It was odd and yet interesting to look between the two and see how much passion they both put into doing what they were doing. The on screen wolf was happily humping away with long and fast strokes of his cock into little Darin's tailhole while the pup looked at the camera with a face of pure exhilaration on his muzzle. The little wolf's tongue hung from his mouth as he salivated all over himself and the couch while his own pubescent cock throbbed and pulsed over the carpet nonstop. Meanwhile, the Averal in the room right now was nearly barking in rapture as he steadily watched the on goings on the TV as he slowly popped the ample phallus out of his tailhole so far that the toy made a weird slurping sound like noise before he danced two of his clawed fingers into his hole and pressed them in before jerking up in his seat with a shrill moan.

Dave watched all of it with his head snapping back and forth like a ping pong ball between the two scenes. In his mind he was conflicted as he wondered which two were hotter and how much better it would be if it were him in either situation. Now at that time a little voice in the back of his head was shouting out loud about how much this was so fagish and he should get the hell out of the house but compared to his own raging need, his welling cock pushing from his sheath, and a questioning sense of awe that little voice was like a scream against the incoming tide. Dave didn't know why but soon after the TV Averal had knotted the on screen puppy his legs had moved with his feet towards the real life wolf and dropped down to eye level with the dark lupine's groin and studied it. This was not a region he'd have ever thought of seeing on another male except in the locker room. Leaning in and sniffing the musky rear of the wolf Dave wondered what it would be like to stick his own cock into that dark tunnel or even his tongue.

Before he could wonder for too long the wolf had tossed the toy away and then reached for the greyhound's head and pulled him forward. Not resisting the canine eased himself into the other's nether regions. Scent was the first thing to hit him full in the face but sight was more of a shock to his senses than anything else. Here he was so close to the same wolf that had not embarrassed him greater than anything in his life and now he was rubbing his black nose against the other's tail end. When his wet, moist nose touched the wolf's heated clenched muscle Averal yipped and jumped a bit before settling down, all the while his paw never left the back of the greyhound's head edging him on.

Dave found himself sticking his tongue out to get a taste of the wolf and then pulled back as quickly as he could. It wasn't that the taste was sickly or repulsive but more that the entire situation was...different. Here he was on his knees licking another male's tail end. Should it have been repugnant on principal? However, sniffing that forbidden area was actually more of a turn on then Dave would have guessed. With the wolf's smelly cock and balls right above him and the musky tailhole before his nose made his blood pound in his veins and his mind light with a fire. Leaning forward again the greyhound stuck his tongue out and then inside again getting the taste on his pallet before going in a little deeper.

Averal happily woofed and growled as his tailhole was reamed and he could hardly believe how good this was. Not as good as his pup but definitely worth some praise. The greyhound was enthusiastic and adventurous with his tongue and that red organ was going deep inside of him and roving around as if searching for his prostate. Which it found easily and then...Averal nearly leapt from the chair again when that tongue pressed against that bundle of nerves inside of his body and then grabbed the greyhound's head to cram his muzzle into his tailhole as hard as he could, nearly smothering the greyhound. Dave muffled a shout before his muzzle was pressed against that musk line hole and then took a deep breath becoming intoxicated. Pulling back all the way out the dog licked over his snout getting the lingering taste of the wolf before looking up at him with glazy eyes.

"So you see; this is your true purpose, cleaning out other male's holes. I bet you even suck better than a female. Come up here and suck me puppy." Averal ordered with some bite to his voice making the greyhound flick his ears and lower them before rising up some over the wolf and looking at Averal's red weapon.

It was both majestic looking and opposing at the same time to the canine. He never really thought about doing something like this before to another male. Well, Darin didn't count because he was a kid but this was totally different. This thing cased with veins pumping with blood all slick and slimy was like nothing else to the dog, not even his own cock matched up in his view point. The smell was deep and male; the pulsing and dribbling tip coated the shaft in sticky pre, the large knot stood out between the cock and sheath like a sentinel between two worlds. In a word it was as close to perfection as anything he could every have thought of. What came next almost seemed natural to both the wolf and the greyhound.

Dave opened his jaws and breathed heavily onto that large cock before slowly lowering his head down around it and then closing his muzzle over it. Averal gasped at the warmth and pressure when Dave swallowed around his shaft and thrust up with a short jab of his hips bumping his pointed tip at the canine's throat causing him to gag for a sec. His paw still on the back of the other's head the lupine held the football player right where he was and forced him to breathe through his nose while his esophagus opened up and let all of him inside. When it did Averal humped forward and then pulled back to test the greyhound's gag reflex and found that Dave could deep throat him almost on command. The previous resistance was almost null and soon the wolf was thrusting up with abandon.

Dave was between confusion and euphoria as he sucked on the wolf and began to bob his head up and down in time with Averal's movements, counter balancing them. The taste of the cock was almost the same as the wolf's tailhole but slightly better as it was sweeter with the pre sloshing through his muzzle down towards his belly. The feel of that hard organ wrapped in thin flesh was strange at first but becoming readily acceptable. Averal bumped his snout again and again with every jab of his pelvis and Dave slowly grew accustomed enough to ignore the feeling of fur and knot smashing against his nose and breathe in the warm scent of the other teen.

Averal was already on edge from when he toyed with himself not more than five minutes ago and as his furry sac pulled up to his body his tescticles pumped semen up and through his urethra out of his tip and into the greyhound muzzle flooding it. Dave eyes widen as the first taste trailed into his maw and then coated his mouth. Between the shaft flexing between his jaws and the spurting mess coating his taste buds the dog instinctly swallowed and then pulled away from the wolf. In the next moment a shot of white wolf cream blasted over his nose and between his eyes making the greyhound turn away only to have another shoot onto the side of his muzzle and then over his folded ear before the rest his is lower neck on downward to his chest before slacking off.

Averal huffed and panted harder than he had all day when his orgasm cut off and the wolf ran one aw over his still pulsing cock to squeeze the last bits of dribble from his tip before looking down at the cum covered canine. The wolf had to admit that the football jock was hot looking covered in his seed and if he hadn't had his pup already he might want to be this one's boyfriend but alas Darin would be back in his arms once he weekend was over so...

"See, good boy. Now why don't you let that set in for minute and then you can..." Averal started when the phone began to ring making him turn his head towards the kitchen.

Getting up from the chair after pushing Dav away like a used condom the wolf went over and answered the corded telephone.

"Hello?" The wolf said with his voice thick with lust.

"Av...ver...al..." The tearful voice of the little wolf called back through sobs and hiccups.

"Darin! What' wrong!" Averal shouted in panic.

"Dad...dad got in...to an accident...we're at the County Hospital." Averal breathed a sigh before shaking his head and coughing.

"Listen Darin, calm down and tell me what room you're dad is in and I'll be there in a second."

Darin did so and Averal told his pup to stay on the line while he got his cell phone from upstairs and then switched over so that he could keep the younger wolf with him. Once that was done Averal got himself redressed and grabbed his motorcycle keys from their place on the wall of the kitchen and then went to his bike to rev it up. When the engine roared to life and the garage door was open Averal took off down the road towards the hospital.

Meanwhile, a confused Dave was wondering what in the hell he should do now. The caking cum on his muzzle was starting to get itchy but Averal hadn't told him to wipe it off yet. Still on the floor on his knees the greyhound remained their perplexed.

Alright sorry for the wait but here it is the next chapter. You guys tell me what's gonna happen next and see how it gets written, if you still care that is.