The Executive
#1 of The Executive
Darrell McCoy, a large gray wolf, sat at the head of the conference table. Looking around him, he took careful measure of the junior executives who were subordinate to him. As Chief Executive Officer of Primal Industries, he wielded an enormous amount of power and influence; not to mention his large fortune he had accumulated as he quickly made his way to the top of the multinational corporation. His lupine made sure to take in everything around; trying to notice any secrets that might be withheld from his knowledge. Anything, anything he saw as a threat, he made sure to deal with quickly. He knew there were other executives after his seat, and he wouldn't put up with that.
"So," he said in a cool, collected tone, "as you can see revenues have exceeded our exceptions by over ten percent this last quarter . . ."
His speech was interrupted by the enthusiastic applause of everyone around the table, but were shortly silenced by his menacing glare
"So, all of you are happy with this, eh?" he inquired. Darrell waited to see if anyone was foolish enough to challenge him. He waited, but his challenge went unanswered.
Just as it should be. Just as it should be.
He continued. "We can do better than this! I want a twenty percent increase in sales this next quarter, or some of you might be reassigned to janitorial service!"
Many beasts around the table grabbed their collars, pulling them back as they tried to breathe. Darrell McCoy was not a wolf to make idle threats. Over half of the executives how had been on the board had been fired or demoted since he had assumed control of a once failing enterprise. The fact that he had made taken the company in a 180 degree direction towards prosperity was not lost on anyone present. Whatever decision he made would undoubtedly be supported by the majority shareholders.
Obedience. That was all Darrell McCoy asked. Obedience, no more, no less.
"So," he concluded, "I suggest that over the weekend all of you think of ways to take us forward, or go back to whatever gutter you crawled out of!"
With those words, he called an end to the meeting. It had been a long day, and he was looking forward to enjoying himself
The limo ride home had been an uneventful one; even Darrell McCoy found that the normal Friday after work rush had been more tolerable than usual. Loosening his expensive silk tie, he got on the elevator at his building. Being so wealthy certainly had its advantages. Darrell was able to afford the lush, expensive penthouse of the top of the building. He wanted no less. In the penthouse, everything seemed calm and distant, even better, Darrell couldn't help but derive pleasure in literally looking down on the world below. An activity he did frequently in his leisure time.
Punching in the code known only to him and a hand full of other beasts, he made his way to his penthouse. Taking out a small mirror from his pocket. He admired his own reflection. His icy blue eyes, slicked back headfur, and pearly white teeth. He knew he was good looking.
The elevator door dinged, opened and Darrell walked only ten feet to the front door. Leaning down, he opened his right eye wide for the retinal scan that would unlock the door. All at once, his demeanour changed.
"Boys! I'm home!"
Instantly, two young red fox kits ran from the living room to tackle the wolf.
"Darrell! You're home!"
Laughing, Darrell knelt down to hug the boys. No matter how bad he felt at work, he could always count on the love of his boys, Brian, who was 12, and Kyle, who was 10. He had found the two young foxes wondering the streets of the city, abandoned, hungry and with no place to go. He took them in and raised them as his own; making sure they had plenty to eat, a good education, and had plenty of toys for their entertainment. They were the world to him.
"So, did you boys get your homework done?"
"Yes!" they said in unison. Darrell was very suspicious of schools, both private and public, so he made sure to hire private tutors for the boys. No little brat of some other beasts was going to get in his boys' way of a first rate eduction.
"Are your rooms cleaned up?" he asked.
Both boys nodded excitedly, though Kyle, the younger fox kit couldn't contain his excitement.
"Darrell! It's Friday!"
The big wolf ruffled the fox's head fur. "Yes, it sure is, Kyle. You know what that means, right?"
Again, both boys nodded, their faces the picture of joy. Darrell gave a wolfy grin.
"Well, you boys need to go to your rooms to get ready, okay?"
The two fox kits ran off to their rooms like a gunshot. Darrell couldn't help but chuckle at their eagerness. Of course, he was just as eager, if not more.
"I'll be in my room!"
In a matter of only a few minutes, both Brian and Kyle were in Darrell's room. The lights had been dimmed, but Darrell had no trouble seeing his two boys, who were now dressed in only disposable diapers. The sight never failed to turn on the big wolf, who was himself only wearing a diaper as well. His muscular arms stretched behind his head, he felt a slight tickle as Brian got underneath his right arm, while Kyle took the left. The boys snuggled up to him, tails wagging joyfully. Darrell hugged them snugly, but not too tight to harm them.
"You know, you two always look so cute wearing those things."
Both foxes giggled, though Brian said. "We like it when you wear them too, Darrell!"
"Thank you, Brian," said Darrell, scratching the older fox kit's ears affectionately. "You boys want to watch some TV?"
The two fox kits squeaked with delight. Anytime Darrell asked them if they wanted to catch television, he didn't mean, cartoons, sports, news or anything like that. He had something very specific in mind. Taking hold of the controller on the nightstand, he turned on the large screen television. In only a moment there were images of male creatures, only males, engaging in intimate acts. The large wolf and two young foxes took in the show, all three growing more aroused by the minute.
"Darrell," asked Kyle, rubbing his diapered crotch. "Can we get the bottles?"
Darrell grinned. "Sure, why not?"
Darrell reached for the drawer of his nightstand and pulled out three small brown bottles. Keeping one for himself, he gave the other two bottles to Brian and Kyle. All three males unscrewed the lids and put their muzzles right up against the open containers. The room was filled with the sound of hot male on male porn and heavy breathing as all three males took long huffs from the bottles. In less than a minute, the wolf and two little foxes were feeling the effects of the poppers; their hearts pounding as their blood vessels tightened.
"Oh," said Darrell, as he exhaled. "That's just what I needed today."
Darrell was then treated to the sight of his boys licking hungrily at his crotch. He giggled as the horny little foxes licked fast and hard, wanting desperately to get at the prize underneath the wolf's diaper.
"You boys want something?" he asked, teasing them.
"Yeah! Take off your diaper!" said Brian.
"Why?" asked Darrell, again feeling the need to tease them.
"We wanna see your big wiener!" exclaimed Kyle.
Darrell laughed as he grabbed hold of the tape that kept his diapered fastened tight. "Okay, but you know the deal; if I take mine off, you two have to take yours off too! I wanna see some cute, bare foxie butt!"
The sound of of tape being hurriedly ripped off from the plastic diapers filled the master bedroom. Darrell was not disappointed in what he saw; taking in the steamy sight of the young foxes completely naked, both of whom sported hardened members, though they both turned around so that their guardian could get a nice view oftheir now naked rears. Kyle, being only ten still had the physique of a young fox kit, baby fat and all, though Brian, being almost a teenager was making the transition into adolescence. Darrell breathed heavily as again he took a hit from the brown bottle, while he took the opportunity to put his other paw on the tight butt of Brian. Brian, shivering from the intimate contact, started whimpering from his desire to have even closer contact with the wolf. Satisfied with their obedience, Darrell knew that it was time.
"Okay, you two. You can start!"
The two foxes flopped down on their stomachs and slithered over to the wolf's crotch. Darrell laughed as both boys hungrily licked at his large lupine cock. He knew they wanted this more than anything right now.
"Hey, I wanna suck it!" whined Kyle.
"No fair!" protested Brian. "I'm older, I get to choose first!"
Darrell spoke up. "Now boys, what have I told you before?"
The two horny foxes spoke together. "You have enough penis for both of us!"
"That's right!" said Darrell calmly. "Brian, be the bigger person and let your brother suck on me, okay?"
Brian sighed. "Okay, you can do it, Kyle."
Kyle wasted no time in going to work. With the wolf cock all to himself, he opened up wide, taking in several inches; quite a remarkable feat for one his age.
Brian, looking dejected, felt Darrell putting a paw on his stiff vulpine member. Brian turned around, seeing the wolf grinning at him. "He needs more practice, Brian. How about you come over here and I'll take care of that for you?"
Immediately Brian's ears perked up. Wagging his bushy white-tipped tail, he got on his knees, just over the front of Darrell. Both Darrell and Brian took another heavy huff from the brown bottles. Putting the bottles down, Brian felt the warm, wet mouth of the wolf envelope his pre-teen cock, making the older fox whimper and moan from the intimate touch. Darrell, with a cock in his mouth and a mouth on his own large wolf cock, was in heaven. Slurping sounds, moans, and groans were now all that could be heard as Darrell turned off the television, not wanting to be distracted by what was on screen. Now was a time to focus intently on the task at hand. Positioning Brian carefully, the wolf had his right paw at the base of the fox's dick, while with his left paw, he rubbed at Brian's tail and rump. Darrell couldn't help but notice the odd juxtaposition of Brian's velvety soft red fur, while underneath contained a tight, hard rump. Brian exercised a lot, and it was certainly paying off for Darrell, who found the older fox more attractive with every passing day.
Kyle, the younger fox, was making remarkable progress with his oral work. Being ten, it was difficult for him to take in all that the wolf had to offer with such a large, thick cock. Undaunted by the challenge, Darrell was greeted by the unexpected surprise of Kyle's first success at sucking down to the hilt. Darrell, taking Brian's member out of his mouth for a brief moment, made sure to congratulate Kyle's accomplishment.
"Very good, Kyle!" said Darrell, with a prideful grin.
Again, the three beasts resumed their carnal affairs. Brian could feel his knees start to give, as he was close to climax. Hearing the sound of Brian's breathing growing quicker, Darrell made sure to suck harder and faster, With teeth clenched, Brian came, shooting a large load of his young vulpine seed into the wolf's mouth. Darrell kept sucking, wanting to clean up the boy properly, but Brian was over-stimulated, feeling the head of his cock being tickled, he flopped down on the bed, taking his former position under Darrell's right arm. Both beasts now watched Kyle continue his blow job. Brian cuddled up next to the wolf, watching the younger fox suck hungrily on the wolf's cock.
"Get ready, Kyle!" said Darrell, trying to hold back.
It was too much for the wolf, with an unearthly grunt, he climaxed. With such a large load, Kyle couldn't swallow the entire flood, and was forced to watch a geyser of warm, wolf seed shoot up, landing on the bed as well as himself and Darrell. Basking in the afterglow, Darrell was troubled by the whining, almost crying of Kyle.
"What's wrong, Kyle?" asked Darrell, obviously worried.
"I need to squirt!" said Kyle, tugging on his own hard member.
Brian sprang into action. "I'll help you with that, little guy!"
Darrell was spectator to a welcome surprise. Though feeling drained from having just achieved orgasm, he was thrilled at the sight before him. Brian, being a caring, young fox, was now busy sucking off the younger Kyle, who was desperately wanting a release. Darrell rubbed his crotch as Brian's butt was the main object in view, though he could still see the older fox's muzzle engulfing Kyle's hard member. It wasn't long before Kyle received what he needed. With paws tightly gripping the bed sheets, he went off, filling Brian's mouth with his young cum. Brian, the more experienced fox, had no trouble taking it all.
Darrell gave an audible "awe" as Kyle got up and hugged Brian warmly.
"Thanks, Brian!" he said, tail wagging.
"No problem, little bro!"
The two foxes then resumed their former positions; Brian on Darrell's right, while Kyle took Darrell's left. The wolf petted the toy boys affectionately.
"That was very big of you, Brian," said Darrell approvingly.
"Hey, I know what it's like when you need to cum!"
"I'm sure it doesn't hurt that you like sucking on penises, does it?" asked Darrell.
"Not at all, Darrell!"
All three laughed. It was going to be a fun weekend.