This story is of an erotic furry nature, featuring a hard spanking and a rough M/M anal yiff. It hurts, but it’s all in good fun.<g>
Hey Lewis.
This is gonna seem like a weird request. Tonight is the night I’m
meeting a fur at the Motel Sex for some fun like I told you about.
I just wanted to let someone I trust know where I am and what
I’ll be doing just in case anything should happen.
I’m pretty nervous<g>, but I think this is a part of me I should
really explore. I’m attaching a file with all the info I have on
the guy, and the number and address of where I’ll be.
Thanks for watching my back buddy. I’ll take you out sometime
to make up for this. :-)
Your pal,
Trevor
***ATTACHEMENT***
Lewis gulped a little as he read his e-mail. He knew his friend Trevor had a lot of kinks that he was beginning to explore, and he was worried for him. He only hoped his friend, who was maybe a bit too trusting, was safe and knew what he was doing.
“I
hope they’re meeting in a public place at least,” Lewis muttered to himself…
***
“I
should have insisted on a more public place,” Trevor half-whimpered to himself
as he pulled his car into the rather beat-up looking parking lot of the hotel
he and his rendezvous had agreed on.
The
young fox leaned his head back and sighed deeply. He was nervous. He looked
over at the lobby, its bright light welcoming and safe, but still somewhat
unsettling. This was it, he
thought. He had to go get the room now,
then wait for the inevitable. Trevor
gathered up his courage and stepped out of the car, making the short walk to
the lobby.
The
middle-aged shrew behind the counter gave Trevor a long look up and down as he
entered. Trevor could see in her eyes
she knew exactly what he was here for.
He wondered if it was in the way he was dressed, or just his nervous
manner. Truthfully, it was just that
kind of motel, and she’d seen a lot weirder than this shaky looking young fox
in his tight, leather pants.
Trevor
was even nervous about getting the room, especially since it was all too
obvious what he was going to be using it for.
He’s always thought of himself as a pretty clean-living fur, and now he
felt a little dirty about getting a room for this. At least he wasn’t hiring a prostitute, he thought and felt a
little better. The clerk barely spoke
as she checked him in and handed him a room key.
“Thanks,”
he mumbled and quickly made his way back to his car, nearly tripping over his
feet.
Once
in his room, he tossed his jacket over one of the chairs around the little
table near the door. He used the
restroom, adjusted his fur several times and paced a bit before he decided the
pacing was making him feel worse and he settled onto a bed to call Sinclair as
he had promised. With a shaking paw, he
made the phone call to Sinclair to tell him the room number he was in. The conversation was short and to the
point. The wolf said he’d be on his way
in a moment.
He
still had thirty minutes before their scheduled time to meet so he tried to be
as comfortable as possible in the meantime, and so he settled back down onto
the bed for now.
He
reflected on how he had gotten here. He
had first met Sinclair about a month ago on his first night out alone. He had gone to a neat looking Goth and S and
M club downtown that he had seen advertised in the local gay guides. His first night there and he had been
near-raped, but Sinclair had stepped in and the situation had turned out okay. In fact, it was a really new experience for
him and he had really enjoyed exploring himself a little more. He had turned out to have a bit more top in
him than he had thought previously, but knew he was still a submissive at heart
just as Sinclair’s calling had been to be more dominant.
At
the time, he had seen Sinclair as his knight in shining armor who had stepped
in and saved him. The two had started
talking over e-mail, about their various interests, and now he was here.
One
of Trevor’s big kinks was spanking, and he blushed at the mere thought of that. It was a little embarrassing for him to talk
about, and it had taken a lot of trust to even bring up the topic with
Sinclair. The big wolf had asked him
what his interests were, and what he’d like to try and explore that he hadn’t
much of a chance to yet. Trevor had
taken this opportunity and bore some of his desires. They had discussed many fantasies and kinks they had interest in
over the course of the last month, and had eventually decided to meet again in
the fur. They had agreed on a little
spanking fun.
The
hardest part had been done now. Trevor
had opened up and talked about his hidden desires that he’d held a long time
with no outlet. Once that part was
over, the next couple e-mails had flowed.
The time and the place had been agreed on quickly, and now the night had
arrived.
Trevor
thought he’d been safe, but still had lingering doubts. He trusted Sinclair after the night at the
club, and he seemed sincere in his e-mails, but how much did he really know
him. He had even taken the wise precaution
of telling a close friend exactly what he was doing and who he was going to be
with. That alone was quite
embarrassing, but Lewis was an old friend whom he cared about and found he
could trust. Lewis wouldn’t make fun of
him about this, and he’d be there in case anything…bad should happen.
Trevor
could see the sheen of his leather pants in the mirror, and he thought about
the e-mails he and Sinclair had exchanged.
>>>What should I wear?
>>::grins:: Definitely wear those yummy leather pants you wore to the club.
>Um, okay. What about, err underneath?
::chuckles:: Doesn’t matter to me,
wear what you would like. You won’t be
wearing much for long anyway. :-)
On
the top, Trevor had just chosen a regular t-shirt, white with the logo of an annual
furry party on it. He looked over at
the clock on the nightstand. Only
fifteen minutes now. He stretched on
the bed, spreading out to his full 5 foot 4 inch height. The slim fox suddenly jumped up and began to
remove his shoes. He figured it was
less to do later, and he liked to be fully prepared. It was also another way to kill a couple of minutes along with
taking a sip from a glass of water and pacing the room another few times.
Twenty
more minutes passed and he saw car lights just in front of his window. He instantly felt the butterflies rise up in
his stomach. He could hear the driver’s
door slam shut, and the trunk open. He
made his way slowly to the door; paw shaking as he reached for the door
handle.
When
the knock came, Trevor whipped open the door quickly. Sinclair stood there, his fist still raised at where the door had
been.
Trevor
was silent for a moment before squeaking out a “Hi” and going silent.
Sinclair
smiled and stepped inside, holding a large suitcase. Trevor knew what was in there, all the implements the big wolf
needed for a fun night. Sinclair firmly
shut and locked the door behind him.
“Hi
again, remembered to wear the pants, I see.”
Trevor
blushed and stepped back nervously as Sinclair set the case down in front of
the bed. He popped it open and began to
place several items on the edge of the bed.
“This
should be enough to us started,” Sinclair said as he looked back up at Trevor
with a smile.
Trevor
smiled back nervously, hoping the wolf wouldn’t notice the bulge that had
started to form in his tight pants.
“Nervous,
huh?”
The
fox just nodded. Inside he was
half-terrified and half incredibly excited.
He wanted this, or at least he thought he did. In his mind, his fantasies were always wonderful. He dreamed often of being bent over the knee
of a big, strong male like Sinclair, but he still had the jitters. He hadn’t been spanked like this before. He had no idea how it would feel in real
life, and his mind was full of questions.
‘What if it’s not like I thought it would be?’ ‘What if this goes
farther than I want to?’ His biggest
worry was disappointing his new friend.
He worried that he wouldn’t be able to take all that Sinclair could
give, and the wolf would look down on him.
“It’s
okay foxie,” Sinclair said as he stood up and approached Trevor.
He
looked into the scared vulpine’s eyes as he spoke, “I’ve been doing this a long
time, and I can tell how much a boy can take.
I won’t go too fast, and I’ll respect your limits. Do you trust me?”
Trevor
had dropped his eyes for a second, feeling too scared and submissive to really
look the imposing canine in the eye. He
now looked back up, feeling slightly better now. He was still nervous as hell, but was ready to get to it. Whether it was a hurry to get it over with,
or excitement, he couldn’t quite tell.
“Yes,”
the fox almost whispered.
Sinclair
leaned down and locked his muzzle with Trevor’s. The fox melted in his arms as the deep kiss went on. Sinclair reached down and fondled the lump
in the front of Trevor’s pants. The fox
moaned around Sinclair’s muzzle as the wolf squeezed his trapped cock.
Now
that Trevor appeared to be a bit more relaxed, Sinclair slowly pulled Trevor
with him as he sat down at the foot of the bed. The big wolf was very gentle, even caressing the fox’s face
softly, as he slowly pulled Trevor over his knee. The fox sighed as he settled into the position he’d longed to be
in since he was a kit.
Sinclair
held the fox’s back with one paw while slowly stroking his tail with his right
paw. He stroked the bushy foxtail for
several moments till Trevor relaxed even more.
Now, Sinclair began to caress the fox’s leather-clad rear. The tight pants outlined every curve of
Trevor’s ass perfectly. Sinclair could
feel his sheath thicken at the sight of it, and the thought of plunging his
cock under that lovely tail sprang into his mind. He dismissed it for now; perhaps later he’d have that chance.
Trevor
knew the wolf was about ready when he felt the paw on his rear stop
moving. Sinclair held it still against
the lower curve of Trevor’s rump. It
was a comforting weight there. Sinclair
gave Trevor a moderate tap with his palm.
The fox jumped a bit out of instinct before realizing it didn’t hurt at
all. In fact, he could barely feel the
wolf’s paw through the leather.
Sinclair
lightly slapped the leather-protected rear repeatedly with the same
intensity. He alternated from right to
leave side, from just below the tail to the lower cure of the butt. He very slowly edged his way up a bit, and
kept up the rhythm.
Trevor
noticed the minor changed in intensity and cooed under his breath. He was starting to enjoy himself, and he was
relieved that Sinclair was taking this so slowly and carefully.
Sinclair
was a very astute observer of his spankees, and could tell the young fox was
ready for a little more. He took the
intensity of his slaps up another notch.
His paw now made a much more audible slap against the leather each
time. Trevor moaned a little, he could feel
more now. The wolf’s heavy palm felt
great against his upturned rear. He
could feel his cock throbbing against his pants again, and he realized he
desperately wanted to feel Sinclair’s strong paw against his bare fur.
The
fox whimpered a bit as Sinclair began to spank him a bit harder again. This went on for several minutes as Sinclair
gradually worked Trevor up to a relatively hard spanking. Trevor whimpered and bucked in Sinclair’s
lap. He could feel his butt beginning
to get quite tender. His cock was fully
hard now, painfully held prisoner in his clothes.
Sinclair
stopped for a moment, and the pair breathed for a second. The wolf’s heavy paw gently patted the
warmed leather under Trevor’s tail.
With a grin, Sinclair undid the snap above the fox’s tail. Trevor reached down and hastily undid the
lacings at the front of his pants. His
fingers worked with desperation until he could feel the leather waist become loose. Not a moment after he had undid the front;
Sinclair began to pull his pants down.
Trevor raised himself up a bit as the wolf pulled. He was ready now; Sinclair had warmed his
butt and worked him up slowly. He badly
needed to be spanked hard now.
“Oh
my,” Sinclair chuckled to himself.
Trevor
blushed furiously. He had forgotten
what he’d chosen to wear under his pants.
He whimpered as the large wolfpaw gently caressed his rear through the
thin girly panties he was wearing. He’d
developed an interest in ladies underwear not long ago, and since Sinclair
hadn’t had a preference to what he wore tonight he figured he’d enjoy two kinks
at once. Being spanked in panties was
something he found very arousing. His
cock throbbed with need, tenting the front of the thin panties and bumping
against Sinclair’s leg.
“Is
it…okay?” Trevor asked in a timid voice.
Sinclair
smiled as he continued to stroke the lacy, red panties that covered the fox’s
beautiful rump.
“It’s
perfect,” he replied.
Trevor
sighed in relief, and then gasped suddenly as the strong wolf spanked him
again.
“Ohhh,”
he moaned as Sinclair worked his butt over thoroughly.
His
rear had already been turning a light shade of red under his fur before his
pants had come off. Now that red was
beginning to show more around the edges of his panties. He whimpered. Sinclair had picked up with the intensity of the spanking where
he’d left off. He hadn’t gone any
easier on Trevor’s tender rear now that it didn’t have the leather pants to
protect it. He spanked hard for several
minutes, making sure to cover every inch of the fox’s cute rump. Then, he started all over again, only
harder.
Trevor
clasped his paws and held onto Sinclair’s leg as the spanking got harder. The panties felt great against his tender
skin, and drove him wild as they rubbed against his dripping cockhead but they
provided no protection. The spanking
hurt now. Each hard smack stung, but
Trevor loved it. His butt felt like it
was glowing, close to burning, but he still wanted more. Each impact on his tender backside sent a
shock through his body that went straight to his cock. His full balls bounced back and forth as the
spanking rocked his body.
Without
a word, Sinclair yanked the fox’s panties off.
Trevor gasped as the cool air finally touched his foxhood. He felt so vulnerable, so exposed. His reddened bottom stuck up, making an easy
target. He loved the feeling.
Sinclair
gripped his tailbase and held his tail up.
He licked his lips at the fully revealed vulpine rump. He began to spank Trevor again, hard and
fast on his bare bottom. The fox cried out as the long spanking continued. Sinclair stopped for a moment and pulled the
fox’s legs wider apart. His cock
throbbed in his jeans at the sight of the fox’s full balls dangling, but he
kept on working. He now spanked up and
down from Trevor’s tail to the middle of his thighs. The fox squirmed and whimpered on his lap at this new pain.
Suddenly,
the powerful wolf began to slow down.
After another minute, he ended the paw spanking with one final slap
directly under Trevor’s tail. The fox
jerked a little as Sinclair held him like that for a moment.
“There,
I think you’re nicely warmed up now.”
Trevor
panted and sighed happily as Sinclair stroked his reddened rump.
“Now,
you’re ready for a real spanking,” he cooed at the trembling fox.
Trevor
found himself nodding enthusiastically.
Being bent over a big, strong male’s knee was what he had always wanted,
and the hard spanking the wolf had given him with his paw had felt wonderful,
but he still wanted more. He needed
more, and Sinclair was going to give it to him. It scared him a little, and he didn’t know how much more he could
take. He hugged the wolf’s leg, and
realized how safe he felt now, even bent over and exposed like this.
Sinclair
slowly stood up, moving Trevor to a standing position with him. He smiled at the little fox and then turned
to get the bed ready.
“Why
don’t you look in the mirror, little fox?
And see how well you’re doing,” Sinclair said as he gathered up the
pillows in the center of the bed.
Trevor
turned to look at the large mirror in the room. He quickly stripped off his t-shirt, shamelessly tossing it to
the ground near where his pants were, and turned so he could see his back in
the mirror. He held his breath in
anticipation, and lifted his tail.
Inwardly,
he sighed with satisfaction. He could
see how red his skin was even through his red fur. The white fur that run up his inner thighs and between his cheeks
made it even easier to see his rosy skin on those areas.
Trevor
was almost finished admiring the wolf’s handiwork when Sinclair came up behind
him. A flash of red caught the fox’s
eyes, and he looked down to see the wolf was naked now. Sinclair’s long, thick cock was fully
extended from his sheath.
“Hope
you don’t mind, I got a little more comfortable,” he grinned.
“Now
then, what have we here,” Sinclair took hold of Trevor’s painfully swollen and
dripping foxhood.
Trevor
moaned as the wolf’s strong paw enveloped his maleness and began to gently
stroke him.
“Looks
like this naughty fox enjoyed his spanking, hmm?”
“Oh…uh,”
Trevor gasped, looking up at Sinclair with pleading eyes, “Yes, sir.”
“Well,
then,” the wolf leaned down and whispered in Trevor’s ear, “looks like I’m
going to have to teach that naughty bottom of yours another lesson.”
Trevor
moaned as the wolf’s breath tickled his ear, and the large, strong paw pumped
his foxhood.
“Pleeeease,”
he moaned.
“Get
on the bed, fox,” Sinclair ordered, his voice like steel now.
Trevor
quickly obeyed. He scurried over to the
bed, past the row of spanking tools to the pillows that were piled up near the
middle of the bed. Instinctively
knowing what to do, he bent himself over the pillows so his reddened rump was
in the air, and he could lean comfortably on his arms. He opened his legs invitingly, knowing that
from this angle Sinclair would be able to see his full balls along with his
willing rear.
The
naked wolf walked up to his side, sitting down next to him and gently stroking
his back. Trevor couldn’t see the row
of implements now if he wanted to, and that was partially the point. He liked that, having no idea what was
coming.
Soon
he felt something cool and smooth against his tender backside. The cool sensation moved around his rump
from cheek to cheek and under his tail, just rubbing against him. Suddenly, it was gone.
SMACK
Trevor
jerked instinctively as the first strike came.
Sinclair made an effort to keep him from moving too far. The wolf looked at the black leather strap
in his paw. He smiled. The strap was always effective.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
And
Sinclair gave the little fox three more with the strap. Trevor had jumped a little each time,
squealing just a bit. The fox loved it
though. Trevor didn’t know what felt
better, the hard bite of the leather into his tender skin, or the stimulation
to his cockhead as each time he jumped forward it was pushed into the soft
pillows under him.
Sinclair
worked his charge’s butt over good with the strap. He wasn’t keeping track, he just had the instincts for this. He stopped just as he knew Trevor had
reached his limit for what he could take with the harsh leather, and then gave
him one more spank with the strap beyond that.
That last one made Trevor yelp and jerk forward even more. The pain seemed unbearable until his cock
buried itself between the pillows, then the pleasure was overwhelming too.
Trevor
whimpered and cried a bit, his whole butt felt as if it was on fire. He worried that he was reaching his
limit. He didn’t want this to end too
soon, he wanted to show this strong wolf, whom he admired, that he could be a
good little fox and take a good, long punishment.
Luckily,
Sinclair knew just what he was doing.
He spent a minute gently stroking Trevor’s rear and telling him what a
good boy he was.
But
neither male was ready to stop yet.
Next,
Sinclair picked up a thin, round piece of plastic. It was about a foot long, and made a perfect little switch. He swished it through the air
experimentally, and grinned at the satisfying sound it made. Trevor jumped a little at the sound, not
quite knowing what to expect next.
The
strong wolf held his naughty fox tightly by the base of the tail with one paw
while he gently caressed Trevor’s rear with the other. The fox moaned softly.
Sinclair
smacked the fox’s upturned rump hard with the switch. Trevor gasped and jerked forward, but was held in place by the
firm paw on his tailbase. The switch
had left a single red stripe across the middle of the vulpine’s tender rear.
Trevor
cried out each time the wolf whipped him with the switch. Each time the switch touched him, it left a
blazing streak of pain across his butt.
As the intensity of the spanking continued, Sinclair’s tight grip on his
tailbase got harder. The fox buried his
head in the pillow as much as he could as the switch struck him in rapid
succession. He knew he couldn’t take
much more, and was on the verge of begging the wolf to stop when-
“That’s
enough of that, I think,” the wolf said to himself as he laid the vicious
switch back down on the bed.
Sinclair
liked to use the switch in short measures like that as no one could take it for
very long. It was great for softening a
fur up for more fun. Now he could tone
it down a bit, and then bring the fox back up… and beyond.
“You’re
doing very well foxie,” Sinclair softly cooed as he stroked Trevor’s back. “Such a pretty fox,” the wolf whispered as
he began to caress the scarlet rear before him.
Next,
Sinclair went for a favourite among spanking tops, but one every naughty boy
dreaded…the hairbrush.
He
made a couple of practice smacks in his palm, satisfied that the old brush was
still a great tool. The brush had been
doing this longer than he had, and who knew how many needy rear ends it had
touched.
He
started on Trevor’s left cheek, near the top, and gradually worked his way
down. Each strike was hard, and right
on target. The strong wolf made each
one count. Every hit overlapped the
last one so some small areas got a hard smack twice in a row as he slowly
worked down one cheek at a time.
The
last spank to the left side was just on the fox’s upper thigh. Trevor sighed a little now that Sinclair had
finished that side. He then bit his
trembling lip a little as the wolf started on his other cheek.
Trevor
moaned, gripping the pillows tightly, as the long and thorough spanking
continued. His cock, once a respite
from the pain, was now another extension of his torture. His thick cockhead was now incredibly sensitive,
as it had been gently teased by pushing into the pillows for the last half
hour. It now felt over sensitive, and
was still painfully hard. He needed to
cum desperately, but he knew he’d better not till Sinclair told him he could. He still wanted to hold on, and show the
powerful male how strong he could be too.
The fox breathed in relief when the brush finally hit the top of his
right thigh. Thankfully, it was over
now. He knew he couldn’t take much more
of the brush.
SMACK
Sinclair
started over from the top, this time much harder.
SMACK
Another
hard and heavy blow from the hairbrush just a bit lower than last time. Sinclair continued. This time, each spank was quicker after the
last one, and also closer together.
Trevor
cried at the pain out loud now. The
pain built upon itself as the spanking continued. All he could feel below his tail was a blazing hotness that
wouldn’t die down.
“I…can’t”
SMACK
“Ahhh,
please I”
SMACK
Trevor
whimpered and tried to speak.
SMACK
Sinclair
finished up on the left side again, before he continued, he leaned in close to
Trevor. He got almost on top of the
little fox, sliding his hot, dripping cock just under Trevor’s tail so it
rested against the tight pucker.
Trevor
whimpered fearfully as felt that thick cockhead pushing against his
opening. Sinclair voice was raspy and
lust-filled.
“You
don’t really want met to stop, do you little fox? You know you’ve been a naughty boy.”
“yes,”
Trevor timidly responded, lowering his ears submissively.
“Now,
I’m going to spank you harder than you’ve ever been spanked before,” and Sinclair
put his lips right against the fox’s ear, “and then I’m going to fuck just as
hard.”
Trevor
knew he was in that time again, the time when he could stop everything and say
no if he really wanted to. Past this
point, no matter what he said, Sinclair wouldn’t stop until they were
done. He could stop now if he wanted
to…if
Sinclair
pulled away and the moment was passed.
Trevor squeezed his eyes shut as the wolf began to harshly work his
right cheek again.
SMACK
“Ah!”
SMACK
“Oh!”
SMACKSMACKSMACK
in rapid succession.
“Ah
fuck!”
Sinclair
held the foxtail tightly and began to smack very quickly up and down directly
in the middle of Trevor’s butt. He
yanked up on the fox’s tail, lifting his rump up a bit with it. The brush furiously attacked the tender area
right under the vulpine’s tail.
“Ahhh,
please stop!”
Trevor
almost screamed, tears streaming down his muzzle.
A
shot of pre burst from Sinclair’s raging cock as Trevor cried out. The fox was really really good, he had to
have him right now!
He
tossed the brush to the side, and let go of Trevor’s tail for a moment. The fox dropped back down onto the pillows,
exhausted. His tail ached, his butt was
on fire, but his cock was still furiously hard and dripping. He had never felt such pain before, but he
loved it and found he really needed what was coming next.
The
wolf gripped Trevor’s tailbase and lifted it, exposing the bright red
rear. He doused his cock in lube, and
then tossed the bottle carelessly next to the pile of used spanking tools. Trevor parted his legs invitingly.
“Please
be gentle…” he whispered.
Sinclair
grinned, touching his cockhead to the tight, pink opening.
Trevor
sighed, relaxing a little at the familiar feeling of a thick maleness slipping
under his tail. Sinclair’s fur gently
teased his tender rear as he pressed against him. The wolf gripped his tail tightly in his strong paw, and thrust
forward.
The
fox squealed as the powerful lupine buried his member balls deep inside
him. He didn’t wait a second before holding
the fox tightly in his arms and beginning to jackhammer his organ in and out of
the stretched anus. The wolf’s powerful
thighs pumped hard, and smack against Trevor’s reddened, tender rear. Trevor could only hold on as best he
could. He’d never had it like this
before, so hard and savage. The fucking
was brutally animalistic. The wolf took
him like he was nothing, and had no regard for his comfort or pleasure. He treated him like a toy, and he loved it!
It
was not long before the wolf’s knot began to form. Trevor knew the feeling of having a knot lock inside him and he
was prepared for it, but he didn’t know that the wolf had no intention of tying
with him.
The
knot went in for a moment, and then quickly popped back out. It was only a
little thicker than the wolf’s shaft now, and not nearly fully formed yet. Trevor gasped anyway as it stretched him
just a little more than the wolf’s thick shaft already was. The knot popped back in a few thrusts later,
a bit bigger this time and stretching the fox even more.
Sinclair
carefully watched his knot grow with satisfaction. It was almost ready.
His
knot was about the size of a ping-pong ball now, and took a little effort to
tug it out of the fox’s tight rear this time.
He continued to pump his thick cock in and out of the tiny passage.
Soon,
Sinclair’s knot was the size of his fist and very close to full size. He popped it into the fox on one hard inward
thrust. The fox quivered and moaned
beneath him, and then he pulled his cock almost all the ways back out. His knot tugged at the tight anus for a
moment, then popped out.
The
knot went in, the wolf’s cock plowed deeply into Trevor’s guts before the wolf
dragged it back out again with another wet popping sound.
Trevor’s
tailhole ached from the knot’s repeated entry and he was beginning to wonder
when his top was going to finally tie with him now that it felt like the wolf’s
knot was ready.
Sinclair
leaned up, gripping the fox’s rear tightly, and continued his deep, hard
thrusts. He continued to pop his knot
in and out of the willing fox, yiffing him hard with it. The squeeze and sudden release on his knot
as he popped it in and out of the fox felt so good, even better than just tying
and cumming.
Trevor
was now realizing that Sinclair was planning to yiff him to the end like
this. He moaned at the little pain each
time the knot popped in him, stretching him wide, and the tugging at his tender
opening to pop back out. He began to
thrust back as he got used to the feeling.
He began to love it, he thought he’d loved being mounted by a thick
cock, but now he loved the feeling of the softball-sized knot penetrating him
over and over. His rump was still
glowing from the harsh spanking, and now his tailhole ached with the fullness
of Sinclair’s knot pumping into him.
“Oh…yes,”
Sinclair gasped, the pleasure of Trevor’s tailhole on his sensitive knot now
overwhelming.
Sinclair
continued to thrust, his knot now fully engorged and stretching the tight fox
wide.
“Here
it comes foxie,” the wolf gasped as he felt the surge of pleasure as cum rushed
up his long shaft.
Trevor
squeaked as the full knot opened him up again, bigger than ever now. He then moaned happily as he felt the flood
of wolfcum fill him up. Sinclair
dragged his full knot out again and quickly thrust back in, pumping another
long stream of seed deep inside the fox.
The
wolf filled the fox up with four more long spurts of cum. He groaned as he emptied his balls in his
vulpine lover. He leaned up and
breathed heavily, holding his knot gently just outside Trevor’s tailhole.
The
little fox shivered with pleasure as Sinclair slowly pulled his softening
member out. Trevor leaned down and
sighed happily, he could feel a bit of cum dripping out of his stretched
tailhole. He could feel his rump still
glowing warmly from the spanking fun.
He suddenly gasped as he felt a strong paw slip between his legs.
“Aww,
the poor foxie still needs to cum,” Sinclair said as he teased Trevor’s
foxhood.
The
wolf leaned close to Trevor again, and then nibbled on his neck for a moment,
the little fox squirmed in his grasp.
“Does
the good little fox want to cum?”
“Yes,
sir,” Trevor whimpered as Sinclair softly squeezed his member.
“Good
boy,” the wolf said, “then come over here.”
Trevor
allowed himself to be led by the paw so he was on all fours in front of
Sinclair. The wolf covered his huge paw
with long-lasting lube and took hold of Trevor’s rampant erection. Trevor gasped as the cool, slick lube
covered his cock. Sinclair gave him a
little squeeze, smiling playfully. He
picked up a piece of wood, the last of the spanking implements. It was slightly wider than a ruler, and very
smooth. Sinclair had used it in the
past, it made a good stinging spank without being as heavy as a thicker paddle.
“Now,
here’s what we’re going to do. You’re
going to hump that beautiful foxcock into my paw while I spank. I’m going to spank that butt of yours very
very hard, and I’m not going to stop until you cum.”
Trevor
gulped, his rear still felt very tender from earlier. He had thought that had been the hardest spanking ever, and he
wasn’t sure he could take much more.
But, he needed to cum. He had
been aroused all night, he felt like he could burst at any moment, but he
needed Sinclair’s help. He wanted the
wolf to get him off.
“Ready?”
Trevor
swallowed and nodded nervously.
“Good
boy. Now raise that tail nice and high
for me.”
Trevor
did as he was told. Sinclair smiled at
him. Before another second passed,
Trevor felt the sharp smack of the paddle against his exposed bottom
again. He cried out, he was so tender
from being spanked and then massively stretched open. Sinclair had spanked him three times with the hard paddle before
he remembered he was trying to get off.
He could feel the wolf grip his member, his hold slick with lube. The fox began to pump his whole length into
that strong paw. The fox gasped with
pleasure now as his cock finally got some attention. The pleasure after so many hours of arousal nearly made him cry
with joy, just as the constant rain of spanks on his red backside made him cry
with pain.
Trevor
leaned forward slightly and began thrusting madly. Sinclair’s paw made a tight, slick hole for Trevor’s thick member
to fill. He thrust deep and fast,
feeling that tight grip on all eight of his inches from the thick head till his
balls bounced off of Sinclair’s fist.
The wolf coordinated his paws very well. The one on Trevor’s cock squeezing him every now and then in just
the right way, while the other mercilessly paddled the fox’s ass till it was
blazing red again.
“Ah…oh..ahh,
it hurts,” Trevor whimpered as he pumped hard, desperate to cum.
“Then
be a good boy and cum foxie,” Sinclair grinned, squeezing the foxcock a little
tighter and spanking Trevor a lot harder.
“Ahhhh
fu-,” Trevor groaned and slowed almost to a halt as a long stream of cum
blasted from his cock.
Sinclair
gave him a hard smack as he slowly pushed forward, the slick paw teasing his
tender cock as another huge spurt erupted from his throbbing cockhead. Trevor pulled back till the tip was inside
Sinclair’s paw and thrust forward again; the wolf delivered another heavy smack
to Trevor’s rear and the fox came again.
Sinclair
put the paddle down and gathered the fox up in his arms, slowly stroking
Trevor’s member as he did. He held him
close and pawed him the rest of the way.
Trevor finished his climax held safely in the arms of the strong wolf. Sinclair held his cock gently, slowly
stroking up and coaxing the last of the cum from his shaft. Trevor whimpered slightly and nuzzled into
Sinclair’s chestfur.
“That
was…wonderful,” he gasped as the wolf continued to softly tease his member.
“Yes,
you are,” Sinclair replied and softly nuzzled the top of Trevor’s head.
Sinclair
shoved the toys off the bed and dragged them both under the covers. He quickly wrapped his arms around Trevor,
holding the fox close to his chest.
Trevor’s
rump was sore, his tailhole still hurt from being stretched more than ever, and
he felt completely happy and safe.
“Can
I see you again?” Trevor timidly asked as Sinclair clicked off the light near
the bed.
“Anytime,”
the wolf replied as he gently took Trevor’s muzzle in his paw, turning the fox
to face him.
And
they kissed.