Courtship
Rusty could feel the tension melting out of him as he walked through the sun dappled shadows of the deep forest. It seemed the only place he could let his guard down was out here in the wild, beyond sight or sound of his pack's settlement. He had always been friends with the other pups when he was younger, but lately he had started to feel like he didn't fit in.
Hopefully things would get better when the rite was over. This morning he and all his age-mates dressed in nothing but loincloths and were sent out on their own to 'return to nature'. Hunting with claw and fang, sleeping out in the wild, giving up all the comforts of civilization. This part didn't worry him, it was what would come later. After the passage they were no longer yearlings, but adult members of the pack, and expected to find a lifemate. He didn't feel ready for that. It wasn't that he didn't get along with girls, in fact Tess, one of the best looking young females in the pack, was his best friend. He just... didn't feel ready. But he was confident that it would only be a little longer until he started enjoying looking and talking about females, the way his age-mates did.
His sudden grin emphasized his youth. It was too beautiful a day to be unhappy, and he had to figure out what he was going to do for food and where he was going to sleep. A few hours later he saw that the sun was getting low in the sky, and he hadn't made any real progress. Shuffling his barepaws in the dead leaves he sniffed the air, briefly wishing they had at least been allowed shoes.
He didn't realize he wasn't alone until a dark grey shape slammed into him from the side, sending him crashing through a rather prickly bush to end up lying flat on his back on the ground, gasping to catch his breath. Before he could look around or get up, he found himself pinned, both his paws held above his head with a single paw from his attacker. A moment later he recognized the shape as Zane. Zane was the strongest and most openly macho wolf going through the passage this year.
"Did you think you could court Tess like you've been doing and no one would notice?!" his attacker snarled into his face, hot breath tickling his whiskers.
"What are you talking about? We're only friends! Please, just let me go!" Rusty begged, hating the bigger wolf, but knowing he didn't stand a chance against him in a fight.
"You know what I'm talking about! You've been hanging out with her all the time. You're going to stop it! She's going to be mine!" Rusty growled as intimidating as he could, trying to tug his paws free of the stronger wolf's paw, embarrassed that he was so easily restrained.
"No way! I won't get in you way if you want to go out with her, but she's my best friend! Lemme up!" Rusty realized his voice had gone up in pitch making him sound like a kid and he cleared his throat and tried to look angry.
"That's Right you won't get in my way! But you're not listening! I'm not going to just go out with her, I'm going to have her and you are going to stay away from her!" Rusty opened his muzzle to respond when suddenly he snapped it shut, looking down as Zane yanked aside his loincloth, letting out a small whimper as Zane grabbed his balls with his claws out, "Maybe you'll listen next time if I rip your balls off, little omega!"
Rusty struggled against the larger wolf's hold on his paws, trying to twist away. His struggles only irritated the other male, making him crush both his paws together, and pin his legs apart with his knees.
"Aren't we the feisty one!" the grey wolf snarled in his face, his muzzle just inches away from the now panting red wolf's muzzle.
He finally gave up, going limp under the bigger male. He didn't know why, but the feeling of the strong furry body holding his down, the paw grabbing his balls and the muzzle nearly touching his made him shiver and close his eyes, feeling a strange stirring in his sheath and hoping that the other male couldn't. Like all young wolves he had heard about what sex felt like, but they never described those sensations in a situation like this!
"Please, I promise not to get in your way with Tess, just please don't hurt me!" Rusty couldn't help but feel ashamed of begging to his enemy.
"How do I know you won't?"
Rusty suddenly felt a rush of lust and couldn't stop himself from taking advantage of the situation, afraid it wouldn't come again and he had to know... closing the short distance between his muzzle and the grey wolf's muzzle. Quickly moving his tongue past the startled canine's lips into his mouth, rubbing his it against the other male's, running it over his teeth. A moment later he froze, his mouth still pressed to the bigger animal's muzzle, his tongue still in the foreign heat of other male's mouth, waiting to be severely beaten or have his nuts torn off. After another moment he slowly opened his eyes to look at the wolf he was still kissing, surprised to see his eyes closed.
Rusty couldn't believe it was real when Zane began squeezing his balls, pinning his head to the ground by locking his muzzle to the smaller wolf's, his tongue moving into Rusty's muzzle to reciprocate the oral exploration.
Zane soon began humping against Rusty, his teeth softly scraping against the Red wolf's. After a moment Zane's maleness had hardened and he reached down to fumble with removing his loincloth and ripping off the rest of Rusty's. His maleness extended out of his sheath, making a wet trail along the smaller wolf's tummy. It felt so right to Zane to have this smaller male pinned helpless under him, their saliva mixing as the soft sounds of a passionate kiss filled both male's ears. Both males whimpered as their sheaths rubbed together, filling them with tingling pleasure.
Both animal's jaw muscles working as their passionate kiss intensified, neither one able to control their pent up lust now that they had started. Rusty found himself looking into Zane's eyes and felt a strange chill run up his spine. Zane was looking at him, not as one fur would look at another, and certainly not like he'd ever seen a male look at another male. He was looking at him like a starving wolf would look at a banquet table, an almost savage hunger in control of him. He gulped nervously as well as he could while being frenched by a long wolf tongue, his eyes going wide as he felt Zane moving his hips lower. He had been filled with pleasure at the feeling of Zane's sheath grinding against his, but realizing what the other male had in mind filled him with fear.
Zane tightened his grip on Rusty's wrists, keeping him pinned beneath him, shifting his weight down, moving his emerging maleness to the red wolf's tail hole, smiling into the kiss as he felt the smaller male tense and whimper at the hard wet poke at his rear.
Rusty desperately tried to relax his anal opening, knowing it was only a few seconds until the bigger male shoved into him. The irony of being fucked by a male when moments before they had been fighting over a female only added to the strangeness and excitement, the taste of the bigger male's tongue driving the thought out of his mind as it rubbed his own.
Zane rammed his hot wolf meat into the smaller animal with one sudden thrust, barking into the kiss with pleasure at the sudden warmth and tightness around his cock, Rusty letting out a muffled yelp as he was forced to accept the entire length of the grey wolf into his body. The red's eyes tearing up at the burning inside him as he was penetrated for the first time, the bigger male's cock opening him wide and roughly taking his virginity.
Zane began thrusting slowly, but picking up speed, moving his tongue all around inside of the smaller male's mouth, lapping along his tongue, as he reamed his rear wide open.
Rusty moaned as he felt the bigger wolf start to really fuck him, tears making wet tracks down the fur of his muzzle, whimpering in mixed pain and lust. It felt like nothing he could have imagined, and he would have done almost anything to get it to stop at first, but after a few minutes of being yiffed, he began to relax and pant in pleasure.
Zane pulled back from the kiss to lick the smaller wolf's muzzle, the taste of the tears making him even more excited. Again moving his mouth to press against the other animal's he began thrusting his tongue in and out of the smaller male's mouth, tongue fucking his muzzle as he fucked his rear.
Looking past the grey's head Rusty saw his barefootpaws on either side of Zane's hips, the sight somehow cutting through the haze of lust and hitting him that he had his legs spread for another male, a male who was humping him for all he was worth.
Rusty's cock had exposed itself from the rough rubbing inside his rear, and was pushed through the fur of the male screwing him with every thrust. Looking down at the shaft pushing through his fur, Zane pulls back from the kiss to nip at Rusty's ear panting softly, "That's it slut-puppy" He wraps his paw around it and holds his own maleness deep inside the smaller male. "Show me how much you like this, hump into my paw, work yourself over me!" Beyond resistance, Rusty instinctively obeyed, thrusting up into the furry paw, gasping at the feeling of the cock inside him being worked in and out by his movement.
Only a few moments later Rusty tensed all over and threw his head back, howling for all he was worth as his cock erupted, spurting down over the other wolf's paw and covering his own belly with his thick sticky seed. He only vaguely felt Zane take his exposed throat into his jaws, teeth pressing through the fur to press against his flesh beneath. Zane began thrusting again, the feeling of the maleness pumping into Rusty's most private depth making him cum again at the thought that he was being taken as the grey wolf's bitch.
Coming slowly back to awareness after the incredible climax Rusty whimpered and squirmed under Zane, his hyper-sensitivity kicking in. Trying to tug his paws free of Zane's grip he shook his head. "Zane, please, I don't want any more!" But Zane was beyond hearing, intent only on having his turn, on filling this male with his seed. His paw gripped down on Rusty's softening cock, holding his hips in place as he started to really pound him with his length. Growling in annoyance at the smaller animal's struggles he closed down on his throat in his mouth, cutting off the Red wolf's air for a few seconds to remind him of who was in control, Rusty going limp in fear. Moving his grey furred paw to Rusty's muzzle he growled out around his throat, "Lick me clean!" wishing he was somewhere else Rusty quickly decided he should obey the lewd command, at least as long as his throat was in the other wolf's jaws. Reluctantly he stuck his tongue out, the first touch filling his muzzle with the taste of his own cum. He shivered, not knowing if it was in disgust or desire. Lapping out again at the paw, getting an even stronger taste he quickly lapped at the paw, cleaning it of all the canine spunk.
Rusty's fur began to stick to Zane's with sweat as the feral rutting continued. Not having lust to cloud his consciousness he found himself even more shocked that he was being screwed, and by the last fur he would have expected! Zane was always the ultra macho type, the most likely to do a wolf whistle when an attractive female passed, only now Rusty was being used by him As a female! He felt the knot at the base of Zane's shaft swelling up and stretching him wider with each thrust. Even as he was trying to get enough breath to beg him not to put it in him he felt it shoved past his ring, swelling up as it locked into place.
Both animals closed their eyes but for different reasons; Zane in orgasmic pleasure, Rusty in turbulent pleasure. The thick cock of the wolf pulsing, its owner snarling around Rusty's throat in pleasure as he lined the insides of the pinned male wolf beneath him with his seed. Zane was soon gasping at the intensity of the climax in the tight hole of the red, shivering at the most intense sex of his life. It felt to Rusty like a geyser was shooting into his tailhole filling him with more seed than he would have thought was possible, making him whimper at the stretching of his insides.
Collapsing onto the animal under him Zane panted heavily, eyes closed as he slowly recovered, lost in carnal bliss. Moments later he jerked up, looking into the other male's eyes, barely believing what had happened. His jaw dropped as he looked down at the male he was tied to, "Oh my god!"