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Meet Me in My Tent 2
🕑 Added 2018-08-16 10:06:33 +0000 UTCAwesome art by: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/blackbatwolf
Read the first chapter here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/meet-me-in-my-14890655
Coming back from their family camping trip, Christian had been more happy than ever to fall asleep in his normal, soft bed. As it turned out, sleeping on the hard ground away from technology was really shitty, and so for the first time in a week had had a nice, fulfilling night's sleep. But it was the morning that he enjoyed all the more.
As the buck slumbered he would often shift and turn, an odd sensation dwelling within his body that he couldn't quite come to realize. He was in a sleep covered daze by the time he woke up, still groggy and shrugging off dreams. It wasn't until he began to get his first thoughts that he realized what the feeling was.
A pair of lips were wrapped around his morning wood, a body snuck beneath the covers of his bed. He gave a startled moan as an expert tongue stroked over his large, erect cock to lick away what had developed into a stream of precum. Christian shivered and cracked his eyes enough to see the canine form of his step father peaking out from under the covers, his tail wagging about happily as he blew his step-son.
Christian gave a groan and turned over onto his back, the German Shepherd following along dutifully and not letting the dick stray from his mouth. The buck eventually withdrew the covers from his body which made he dog chuckle a bit. “Good morning, sleepy head,” Joanna said after slipping the girth from his mouth and licking over its long side like a lollipop. He was being pretty noisy as each lap would bring with it a moan of his own and a loud slurp.
“H-hey...what...are you doing?” Christian mumbled and found himself pushing up against his step father's lips when he would push the tip back in for just a bit.
“I'm trying to get you to cum in my mouth, what does it look like?” The dog pushed down on Christian's cock until every inch of him was inside. The intense feeling made the buck cry out and shift himself from side to side. He had to remind himself to stay calm and quiet so he quickly clamped a hand over his own mouth for the time being.
“B-but...someone's gunna hear...unf...us...” Christian got out between moans.
Joanna withdrew the dick from his mouth with a loud smack and began to vigorously jerk the buck off with a slick paw. “Nah, your mom went off to work and I have the day off. We've got the whole house to ourselves to fuck around.” With his other paw, Joanna gently rolled the buck's balls around on his palm as a sort of massage. Then without warning he released them and pushed his paw down to play a finger across Christian's taint and then to his pucker. The dog watched his step-son's reaction with a grin and found the buck was wanting.
The German Shepherd pushed the cock back into his mouth in the same instant that he slipped a finger into Christian's asshole. The buck cried out and arched his hips hard, forcing every inch of his manhood into the other's throat. The finger went just as deep and soon Joanna was playing with his step-son's prostate. After some gentle prodding mixed with the vigorous bobbing motions of his head, the buck was finally getting pushed over the edge.
“F-fuck! I'm c-cumming!” Christian warned frantically and looked down at his step-father. Joanna sealed his lips around that excited cock and let his throat do the rest of the work. He held his breath and waited, all the while his finger was frantically rubbing back and forth within the buck's clenching pucker.
The fist blast erupted against the dog's tongue just as Christian let out a loud moan of ecstasy. The thick string and globs emptied down Joanna's throat and he happily swallowed them all away. His tail continued to wag around quite excitedly, the musky scent filling his senses as his step-son drained his balls. It took less than fifteen seconds for the last few drops to spill out, and when they did the Shepherd drew his mouth up while licking around the other's shaft to clean it of any left over jizz.
“Pretty nice wake up call, eh?” Joanna said after slipping his finger out of the buck's ass and licking his lips. Christian was panting and still in a groggy state but he looked back up at his step-father and gave a nod. “When you get up, come on downstairs. I'm making some breakfast. Also, clothes are banned in the kitchen today,” he said with a smirk as he got up and meandered out of Christian's room. It was while Joanna was leaving that the buck saw that he was entirely naked.
Clothes are banned in the kitchen? Christian thought over in his head. He shook his head a little as he finally sat up and pushed his legs over the edge of his bed. The shorts that he normally wore to for sleeping had been pushed down to his knees, the likely doing of his step-father. He pulled them back up and then got up to trot off to the bathroom. After relieving his bladder the curious buck descended the stairs to where the kitchen would be.
When he got to the landing he noticed that everything was surprisingly dark, the cause of which was because every blind and shutter in the house had been closed save for those in the kitchen. It made sense if Joanna insisted on going around as naked as a bird. The buck continued on until he was venturing into the kitchen and there he found the German Shepherd pulling out a carton of eggs from the fridge before walking over to the stove.
“Oh good, you actually got up,” Joanna chuckled as he reached over the stove to flick on the burner, of which had a frying pan set on its coil.
“Hard not to after getting woken up like that,” Christian chuckled and meandered over to the dog. “What are ya makin'?”
“Just some eggs for the moment. If you got some requests put your order in before I get too far along,” Joanna said as he turned back.
“Thanks, I think I have a big craving for something else though,” the buck mumbled and looked down over the canine's backside. He dropped down to a kneeling state without his step-father catching on.
“Oh? And what would that-” Joanna was caught off guard as he suddenly felt his ass get grabbed by each cheek and splayed open. His tail instantly lifted and he twisted his upper body around to look back at what was happening, finding himself pleasantly surprised by the sight of Christian pushing his face up against the dog's ass. “Oooh, I love a guy that takes some initiative.” His words were ended by a low moan as he felt the buck's tongue press up against his tailhole for the first, wet lick.
Christian's lips sealed around that wrinkled ring and his tongue pressed firmly against the center. His hands went from holding open the other's cheeks to gripping him by the hips and practically yanking him backwards to sit on the buck's face. The pleasure really ramped up for the dog when he felt that tongue slip inside of his ass, a surprising development because he didn't think tongues were that strong.
Joanna leaned forward and yipped when he felt the heat of the burner close by. With nothing in the pan it was just getting hot, and so he quickly switched the burner off so that something bad didn't happen, especially with such important equipment being right at burner level. Even now as he was getting vigorously rimmed, the dog's cock was well outside of his sheath and throbbing hard. He grunted and took a slight step back.
“Mmmh, what are you...unf...planning?” Joanna said with a slight laugh. Christian was digging his tongue in as far as he could get it to go and with every pass he could feel the canine's ring clenched as waves of pleasure would hit him.
“I wanna get you as hard as possible,” Christian said after a moment of pulling his mouth away to leave the pucker flexing and wanting and covered in saliva.
“I'd say mission accomplished.” Joanna stepped to the side and turned around, making the buck stand back up fully and look down at his step-father's crotch. Indeed that glorious canine cock was sticking up from his lap and glistening in the morning sunlight. Christian had to bite his lip to remind himself not to just dive his mouth onto that cock like Joanna had done to his own that morning. No, he knew what Joanna wanted because he wanted it himself.
“Didn't I say you were supposed to be naked when you came down here?” The German Shepherd smirked and reached out with both paws to grab the sides of Christian's shorts and then yanked them down hard. The buck didn't struggle, when his fully naked body was revealed he simply stepped out of his discarded bottoms and stretched his arms above his head.
“It does feel pretty liberating to be naked like this. You should take more days off from work.” Christian meandered back a couple of steps until his backside nudged against the kitchen table.
“Yeah, don't tempt me. Getting fired to fuck your ass is almost worth it,” Joanna retorted as he followed his step-son. He didn't stop until their chests touched and their lips were pressed firm together. Amid their passionate kissing Joanna continued to nudge at the buck's front, encouraging him to sit up on the table ledge and lean back. Christian did so with earnest, and when lied fully back he accidentally knocked over a mug of coffee that spilled off the table. The dog didn't care, he was far too focused at the moment on his step-son.
Once Christian was fully back, his legs came around the dog's sides and wrapped over his hips. Joanna's cock rested against the other's lengthy members, an obvious difference in size though it could mostly be chalked up to species. Cervines always did have large members.
Joanna leaned back after a few more quiet moments of their tongues nudging against each other. His paws stroked down over the buck's belly, traveling to his crotch where a limp dick met his fingers. It seemed that Christian was still spent from this morning's earlier fun, it made the dog wonder if he could milk one last climax from the boy.
Waiting in anticipation, the buck squirmed his hips and pushed his pelvis up against his step-father's erect cock to entice him to move. The dog grinned down at the other male and he leaned himself back so he could orient his cock under the buck's tail. Getting fingered early on had awoken a hunger to get fucked and the dog was more than happy to fulfill the request.
The canine cock tip pressed firm to the other's relaxed hole and with hardly any lube the dog slipped in without much of a problem. Christian gasped and arched his hips, blood soon getting pulled back into his member as more inches disappeared within. Joanna gripped his step-son's member and began to softly stroke it's semi-erect mass. When their pelvises finally met the dog shifted his hips to stir the other's belly. It made the buck moan again in a way that begged to dog to start moving.
And so he did. Joanna leaned his chest over the other's belly as he began to roll his hips, the movements starting out slow but quickly gaining speed. The pounding began right away with hard ruts and the smack of their bodies was nice and loud. The German Shepherd groaned hotly at the feeling of his step-son's tight insides, how they gripped him and didn't seem to want to let go as he would draw his hips back.
Precum spilled from the tip of Joanna's cock to help lube the other's insides. It worked wonders and it made the sensation of the rock hard dick in Christian's ass all the more pleasant. It filled his hole so perfectly, not so large that it hurt like some of his own toys and not so small that it didn't give him some of the more wonderful sensations that he was hungry for.
The pounding continued on and it became much harder and faster. The rocking sway of the dog's hips had the table creaking and shuddering hard and warning as if it might collapse but neither male cared. They moaned in unison and shifted themselves around while working their bodies in tandem. Christian pressed back as best as he could while the dog slammed in with all the might he could muster.
The sounds of their fucking began to get loud enough that if anyone might have walked by the house they might have heard, luckily such an occurrence wasn't so likely this early in the morning. It just so happened that it was another thing that neither cared to think about, not with the shared pleasure between them that was steadily making both of their minds go blank.
Joanna's paw stroked up the buck's belly and chest, feeling the soft fur of his torso as Christian's head laid fully back with his chin tilted up. The buck's eyes were closed and he gripped the table ledge with one hand while his other arm was well above his head. The step-father enjoyed the sight as he looked down at his lover. Such a pleasure stricken state made the dog hunger for more and so he began to pour every ounce of strength that he had into the jack hammering motions.
The knot at the base of the Shepherd's cock began to swell as the pleasure mounted towards a peak. It was a development that was felt by Christian as the thick bulb threatened to tie his hole. But he didn't care, the way that his step-father's cock was grinding his ass and how the tip would press against his prostate with every motion had him wiggling from side to side. His own cock was hard and bobbing around with every hard pound that the dog delivered.
If this continued on he knew he'd be cumming without his dick needing to be touched, a rare act that he had recently just found out how to do. Christian began to cry out louder and his eyes screwed tightly shut. Low growls also began to emanate from the dog as he found the familiar orgasmic sensations getting closer and closer.
Joanna's hips began to swing in much more dramatic arcs. The feeling of imminent climax made his movements less even and more shaky. “Nng...I'm gunna cum,” The Shepherd whispered between clenched teeth, just loud enough for the buck to hear.
“Yes! Please cum in me!” Christian begged and leaned up some. He was getting close as well, just a little more time and he'd be sent over the edge. It was a feeling spurred on by his step-father's loud grunts and growls leading into his climax.
At the sound of the other's begging the last barrier fell away and full bliss struck the dog straight in the groin. His cock flexed hard and from its tip emitted a thick jet of cum. In that same instance the knot at the base of his dick slipped in with considerable effort backing it. When the bulb finally sealed inside, the buck clenched down to keep it from ever getting yanked out.
Christian found himself getting thrown over the blissful edge as the warmth of his step-father's jizz spread rapidly. He cried out and arched his back hard as he felt the familiar twinge of cum spiraling up the middle of his shaft, though it came out as a light dribble rather than the dramatic flood that Joanna was dishing out. There wasn't much to show but he was profoundly happy that he was able to cum without his dick getting touched.
The Shepherd continued to thrust even long after the intense pleasure of his orgasm fell away though after a while it just became fervent tugging for his knot to come loose. “C-careful there,” Christian grunted as he tried pushing and pulling back simultaneously.
“I guess we should...be careful with this from now on,” the dog chuckled as he steadily drew himself back. With their combined effort the knot finally came loose but it trailed a thick gush of his cum. The creamy liquid spilled from Christian's gaped tailhole and splattered to the floor, creating a pool that was surprisingly large even for a dog to make.
“Shit,” Joanna laughed as he stumbled a step back and looked down at the floor, seeing that not too far away from the cum there was still the mess of the coffee. “Looks like we've got a mess to clean up.”
“Who's we?” Christian laughed and reached his hands beneath his knees to keep his legs spread, emphasizing his loosened tailhole. “You better get to work here.”
“Hmpf, don't mind if I do,” The Shepherd said with a lick of his lips and knelt at the edge of the table. His muzzle pushed between his step-son's splayed cheeks and began to quickly lap up the sticky, white mess. His tongue traced the buck's rim and even slipped inside to scoop out the frothy mixture. It hardly took him ten seconds to make sure Christian's pucker was spotless, and when he leaned back he nabbed a dry towel from the counter and threw it at the buck. Christian caught it square in the face which made the dog chuckle.
“Now you get to work on that mug you knocked over. Get that finished up and we can finally get some breakfast in us.” Joanna winked as Christian cradled the towel in his hand and sat up on the table.
He smirked and watched the dog return to the stove and carton of eggs with a cocked eyebrow, but instead of retorting something smart he simple got down from where he was and began to wipe up both pools. It was turning out that if this summer was going to be anything, it was going to be profoundly fun as his last one living at home with his parents.
