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Declan always thought that marriage strengthened a bond, that it bound two people together with sacred vows and a promise of eternal love for one-another. But over the 2 years he'd been married to Miriam, he felt himself growing more and more distant from her. She wasn't the same person she used to be. She grew ratty, arrogant, self-opinionated and not as romantic as she was when they had first met. The love had since withered and been left in a box to ferment, leaving their conversations stagnant and their sex meaningless.

Declan almost wish he'd never gotten married at all, but he couldn't change the past. The wolf had been with Miriam, his snow leopard wife, for at least 3 years now, and he felt himself...craving. He wanted something else. He wanted the thrill of something different.

It was growing dark outside as he stepped out of the large office complex. Declan was your standard, mundane office worker, with a dead-end job and nothing to live for, with no promise or chance at promotion and a measly salary. He had told his wife he was working late, and that he'd been home at around 10pm. It was not 5:30, so he knew he had plenty of time. He envisioned himself hitting up a beautiful, voluptuous lady at a bar, or perhaps partaking in rough, passionate sex against the wall of an upper-floor hotel hallway. His heart raced at his own imaginings, and he hopped eagerly down the steps towards his run-down car. The engine slowly turned over and coughed into life, and within moments he was out of the car-park and down the road.

He knew exactly where to go, or rather, his office-mates had known. Declan had been covert about his questions, just trying to strike up idle chit-chat with his colleagues to see where they went for their midnight fancies. Most had commented about the rather well-known strip joint in the sleazier part of town, but another few had hinted about something much more exciting.

They called it 'The Sour Pup'. When Declan tried to question further, they simply told him he'd find a 'nice piece of tail' there. Confused and excited, the wolf had decided he'd go there tonight to see what all the fuss was about. Of course, he wanted to stick his dick in something as well. He'd planned that all along. Maybe cheating on his wife wasn't that much of a good idea, but he was too hyped up at the prospect of his arms entangled with another woman's flesh to care.

Declan took a sharp left and found the houses he passed getting more run-down the further he went into the outskirts of the city. Eventually, he saw the glowing neon signs of the various dirty strip joints and other back-door, dingy places. He saw barely dressed, ugly women standing on corners, waving at cars passing by. This really was filthy, but the wolf cleared his head, setting himself to the task at hand. He remembered the directions clearly, and he took the first right after passing what could only be described as 'Hooters, without the food'.

He pulled up just outside a small residential block of flats and turned his gaze to the opposite side of the street. There it was, nestled neatly between two houses. It was a terraced house, and the entrance was actually lower than street level, with a set of steps leading down to a orante wooden door. The neon sign was clear, but discreet, not letting onto what it was just by looking at it. His eyes trailed across the formal, professional sign: 'The Sour Pup'. He was here.

Declan stepped out of his car and started walking across the road, glancing anxiously behind him to see if anyone was staring through the windows above. Thankfully, it appeared that no-one was. He didn't know why he was so nervous now. Maybe he thought he'd never pluck up the courage to come here. But, now that he was, he definitely wanted to do it. He made his way down the steps and inside the house.

The 'lobby' was...quaint. It was clear that, if this were a normal house, this would have been a living room. The floor was a plush velvet, and he could feel the warmth of the room under his toes, giving him a pleasant feeling. Right in front of him with a wide wooden desk that covered most of the end of the room, blocking the entrance to one of the other rooms in the process. This was probably deliberate so that there was somewhere for the receptionist to be. On his right was a beaded curtain leading towards the hallway, which was small and cramped, having only a set of stairs leading upwards. To his left was a couple of rows of seats, facing towards each other, with a glass coffee table. Various porn magazines sat atop the table. There was another door on that side of the room, and Declan guessed it was a bathroom to wash up before you leave.

"Can I help you?" Someone spoke, and the wolf's eyes snapped towards the counter. He spotted the source of the voice: a friendly-looking feline woman with a thin waist and wide hips. She wore a tight-fitting white shirt to cover herself, and a professional black skirt. It reminded him of a school teacher, and the thought made him a little flustered. He strode up to the counter and balled his hands into fists to stop them shaking.

"I'd, uh...like to..." He didn't even know what to say, and he trailed off, unsure how to even get his words out to explain what he wanted. The feline noticed his distressed, and a wide smile played on her lips.

"First time? It's okay, I have the perfect someone." She assured him as she tapped away on her laptop for a moment.

"No, I mean-- I, well, I'm married, you see, a--" Declan began, trying to explain himself. He didn't have her to have the impression he was a virgin.

"First time with...well, you know." The woman quickly interjected. She had known all along, and the wolf blew a sigh of relief. He nodded, snapping his gaze down, feeling a little embarrassed. He heard her chuckle, and his face burned with a blush.

"It's okay. Just head up the stairs, second on your right. They're waiting for you." The receptionist told him with a friendly smile, and he quickly nodded, thankful to be out of there. He stepped through the beaded curtain and trudged his way up the stairs. He imagined his, well, 'hooker' to be well-curved, with large breasts and an inviting grin. He was looking forward to this.

He stared down the hallway and noticed there were 4 doors. This looked to not be a very big place, so he imagined that it was either not well-liked, or they simply did a good service and cost a lot. Declan hoped the latter. He followed the woman's instructions and went ot he second door on the right. Politely, he knocked, before he opened the door.

His face fell as he saw the scene before him. It was a small, regal-looking room, with a deep red carpet and a large, king-sized bed pressed against the right hand side. There was a small desk, and a laptop sat atop it with a chat program and various other things open, as well as a webcam strapped to the top. There was a chair as well in the corner of the room, just opposite the door. It was fairly quaint. But that wasn't the worst part. What shocked Declan was who sat on the bed.

It wasn't a beautiful woman at all. What stared back at him looked young, extremely young. It was a canine, he guessed that much, and he further deduced that it was a German Shepard. The young thing was completely naked, laying on it's front as he looked back at the arrival. The young pup spread it's legs a little to reveal it's tight little pucker, and Declan's eyes shot down to notice the little ball-sack squished up against the bed. This wasn't a woman at all: it was a young boy!

"Wa-- Wait, hold on, there must be a mistake..." Declan stuttered out, his heart racing and pounding in his chest. "My buddies said this was a good place to g...to get..." he trailed off as he realized what all the hints meant. They were trying to get the point across that it was a brothel...for cubs. Of course they wouldn't stay it out-right: it could get them fired, put in jail, beaten up, even killed. No wonder he never caught on: he was terrible with hints. That's probably why he didn't do so well with his wife on anniversaries.

Whilst he tried to work his way out of this, and cub had simply stared at him with a toothy grin on it's face, as if it thought he was bullshitting. The pup slowly sat up a little and rolled over onto his back, revealing his front to the poor guy. His sheath was pressed up neatly against his pelvis and his balls hung nicely between his legs. He was average, with a little bit of puppy fat, giving him a slightly chubby look. He certainly knew how to show himself well, because the sight made Declan's face light up. The wolf quickly looked away.

"I should go, this is wrong, I--" He began, immediately turning towards the door.

"Don't you want this?" The cub asked in the most innocent voice he could muster. It was a good way to hook people in: act like they don't understand, when they actually do. The pup grinned as he saw the man quickly turn around to face him.

"W...What?!" Declan exclaimed. "Are you joking? You...you barely look 13. You've gotta be 11, at the very least! You shouldn't be in this line of work, you should be out, playing with your friends, or..." He sighed and stared the pup up and down.

"I'm calling the police." He dug into his pocket for his phone, and the canine cub quickly shuffled forwards.

"Don't." The boy quickly said with a serious expression. "I'd have to call the bouncer. And he wont like it, not one bit." His hand trailed down, slowly, until it was resting on Declan's hip. The wolf had paused, for a moment, looking down at the canine. How had such a young boy gotten into such a mess?

"Don't you wanna play with me?" The boy asked, looking up at the man with big, wide eyes as his hand snuck down towards the wolf's inner thigh. Declan's breath hitched in his throat, and he looked nervous. He tried to will himself not to be aroused. This was a child, for Christ sake!

"I...you're just a kid, I'm not..." Declan tried to protest, but he let out a soft exhale as he felt the cub's hand suddenly press over his crotch. He felt those little fingers squeeze and massage his aching balls. He hadn't been intimate with his wife for a good few months now. He was desperate for sex, but could he...?

"Really, I..." Declan tried to protest again, but another encouraging squeeze stirred his cock into life, poking from the sheath and pushing up against his trousers. The cub could see how aroused he was, and the wolf gulped considerably. He glanced around him, as if he thought someone was watching, before he shut the door to the room.

"I..." Declan began, and trailed off, frustrated. He began to unbutton his white shirt. "No-one can know about this. No-one." He murmured to himself, and the pup looked satisfied. The little cub began to unzip his client's trousers, unbuttoning the top and letting them fall easily down to the wolf's ankles. He pressed his small lips against the tenting boxer shorts and breathed hot air against the pulsing member, eliciting a small groan from the wolf's mouth.

"Oh god..." Declan groaned and paused in his unbuttoning to place a hand on the cub's head. He ran his fingers through the soft, almost immaculate fur, his throbbing tip pushing desperately against his underwear, already at half-mast. The cub sweetly kissed the bulge as his fingers continued to roll around the heavy sack that swung underneath the impressive member.

Before the wolf would resist, the pup was already pulling down those boxer shorts to reveal the member to him. The swollen, red flesh twitched in front of the canine's nose, and the cub pressed his lips to the tip, eagerly suckling. Declan watched with a lustful gaze as the other canine brung his tongue out, licking along the underside of his throbbing dog cock.

"I don't even know your name..." Declan breathlessly remarked as he cupped the cub's face in his hands, pushing his tip into the warmth mouth a little and shuddering from the hot sensation that spike along his member and made his body tingle. The pup's eyes looked up to him, and he appeared amused.

"Caleb." The pup said after bringing his mouth back a little. He pushed his puppy lips down again, enveloping a good few inches in his warm mouth. Declan groaned again, and his knot swelled at the base, showing he was at full mast and ready to go. The pup kept going, pushing his mouth lower and lower until the tip grazed his throat tunnel and his nose bumped with the canine's pelvis. His tongue eagerly flicked out to lick and slather the swelling knot, making his client shudder again.

The pup brung his lips all the way back and smacked them pleasantly, his chin dribbling saliva and pre-cum. He flopped onto his back on the bed and eagerly spread his legs, revealing that he, too, was aroused by the situation. His own puppy cock twitched against his tummy, and he hooked his hands underneath his legs, spreading his rump to reveal the pink, inviting pucker.

"Come on." He gestured, accompanying it with a cheeky grin. Declan paused for a moment, wondering if he even should. His cock throbbed, telling him a different story. He resigned to the idea and clambered onto the bed, staring down at the chubby tummy and the small, cute body. He stroked his hand along the warm fur of the cub's chest, and the little puppy giggled in response.

"...Are you sure you can ever take it?" Declan asked quizzically, and he got a nod from Caleb in response. He watched at the cub pushed his hips up, making it clear he wanted this as much as Declan did. The older gentleman grabbed the pup's hips, and he flung him over onto his front.

For a moment, Caleb looked surprised. The client pressed himself down on top of him, his broad, still clothed chest pressed into Caleb's back and squshing him against the covers of the bed. The pup elicited a small moan as he felt the canine's thick cock sliding up against his rump and stickying his cheeks with hot pre-cum. Declan kept himself steady on his elbows and smiled a little as Caleb wrapped his own arms around his for support. The wolf brung his hips back and eagerly smeared pre-cum all over the cub's soft pucker. He rolled his hips, slowly kneading his tip into the flesh as he gauged where the entrace exactly was. When he found it, he pressed.

The cub's hands tightened around his arms, and he let out a little grunt as the large canine pressed the thick tip into his ass. Declan could feel the tight ring stretch, and he paused for a moment, panicked.

"Am I hurting you? Does it hurt?" He asked, sounding a little concerned. It was one thing to admit he was aroused by this, and another thing to actually do it. He didn't want to split a poor kid in two if he couldn't take it. Caleb just shook his head and let out frustrated, desperate grunts. Declan understood and pressed his snout down into the cub's forehead, pressing in with his hips again. The cock sunk deeper and deeper into the cub's little tunnel, and the larger canine let out a hot gasp of pleasure, feeling spikes of pure ecstasy shooting up his spine. The kid was tight, incredibly tight.

Caleb let out another desperate groan again as Declan slid in another few inches, half-way into the cub. He paused for a moment to let the cub adjust, who just squeaked out for him to keep going. Declan did as he was told, and soon enough, he was up to the knot within the puppy. His swollen knot squished up against the stretched ring and stickied it with pre-cum. The larger canine let out a little growl.

"You're damn tight..." Declan marvelled, breathing harshly. The cub looked to be in a half-pleasured stupor, his tongue sticking out and his eyelids half-drooped. Declan guessed his cock was big enough to hit a sensitive spot, and he began to pull his hips back. The cub let out a little groan of bliss, and it made Declan smile to hear it. "You ready?" He asked huskily, breathing into the cub's ear. The pup shakily nodded and tightened it's grip. With that, Declan thrust forwards, pushing himself up to the knot. Then, he pulled back a few inches and thrust again, keeping up a steady rhythm.

Every movement, every groan and thrust was captured in the canine's mind. He felt the writhing pup underneath him, the tightness and gently squeezing of the warm tunnel around his cock. He heard the wet slaps as his balls slammed up against the cub's rump and his knot slapped against the tight hole. He could smell the arousal and the musk in the room, the sweet, sticky aroma of sex filling his nostrils. This is what sex should be like: passionate, yearned for, heated. He could taste the warmth and the mixture of aromas on his tongue. Their flesh pressed together, the sweat lingering on their skin and the hot, heavy groans they let out. Declan gently bit down on the pup's ear, displaying dominance as his thrusts picked up. Months of pent-up arousal poured out of him at full force as his knot swelled, eager to breed and eager to cum.

Declan knew he wouldn't last long like this if he kept swept up in the moment, but at the time he didn't care. He thrust faster and faster, the wet slaps of their sex getting more slick and more prominent. The cub would occasionally squeak and whine underneath him, and Declan guessed he was being pleased as well. The pup's throbbing member was mashed up against the covers, gently grinding against the fabric with each powerful thrust. The canine's cock hit his prostate every time, making Caleb's pleasure hit the roof. He knew his orgasm was coming soon, but he wanted to hold on just a little longer.

"Fuck...Fuck..." Declan moaned out expletives as he felt his loins ache and his body shudder. He was close, and he knew it. He pressed himself in deep and a growl escaped his throat, too caught up in the passion to hold himself back. He wanted to knot the little cub and fill him up, but the hole was just too tight to enter.

"You're too fucking tight." He snarled out, and huffed, panting into the pup's ear. He pumped himself for all it was worth, and he felt Caleb weakly moan underneath him. Suddenly, the warm insides of the cub clamped up like a vice and squeezed periodically around his cock. The cub was cumming, sticking up the sheets he lay on as the wolf fucked his tight little ass. It was enough to bring Declan's orgasm to fruition, and the wolf groaned out.

He pumped with a lustful strength until he felt it upon him. He pushed in as hard as he could, knowing now that it was futile to try and knot him. His cock pulsed and throbbed powerfully, and his knot swelled in earnest. His tip exploded in a thick, sticky rope of cum that coated the cub's insides in one go. He spurted another rope, and then another, and another. He came, over and over, into the underage ass, his cock gently pumping into the warm tunnel. The fluids shot deep into the cub's insides, and Caleb let out a hot gasp in response as the warmth spread across his body.

It was over in seconds, and Declan wished it had lasted longer. He kneaded himself into the warm ass and shuddered, groaning in pleasure. He pulled his cock back, hearing the wet sounds as some of the cum escaped and dribbled out the cub's ass as he went. He rolled the pup over and saw the cum splattered all over the pup's chest. Declan leant down and planted a kiss on his forehead, making Caleb grin toothily.

"Mmm...you were really good." Caleb whispered, looking a little weak and sleepy. Declan looked concerned for a moment, before he glanced at the time, surprised that it was 8pm already. He sat up and re-buttoned the top of his shirt.

"...Yeah. I...I should go." He admitted, and the cub nodded, sitting up onto his elbows. The pup smirked as he looked down at the wolf's shrinking member, and he raised a foot to gently graze the member with his pads for a moment, before peeking a glance up at the canine.

"Come back anytime." Caleb replied with a cheeky grin, and the wolf looked nervous. He felt as if he regretted it, but...it was really good. He quickly pulled on his trousers, thankful that his cock didn't want to go a second time. He stepped out the room and tugged on his overcoat as he went into the reception area again, fully dressed.

"Foreplay and Anal Penetration..." The feline said at the table, shooting the wolf a wink. Declan paled a little and wondered if they had seen the whole thing on camera, but then he remembered the laptop on the pup's room. He probably told her. He was told the amount, which wasn't as much as he thought, and then he paid.

"Will we be seeing you again?" The feline asked with a knowing smile, almost as if she knew the answer. Declan paused.

"...Yeah. You will." He replied.