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Meet Me in My Tent
🕑 Added 2017-10-16 09:05:02 +0000 UTC Amazing artwork by: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/blackbatwolfRead the next chapter here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/meet-me-in-my-2-20794095
In general, vacations should often be filled with fun, relaxation, and good times all around, but this time it had been everything but for a particular buck. Christian had been close with his family, things had turned for the better when his mother had married his now step father about ten years ago. Unfortunately, just recently becoming an adult and graduating high school, a part of himself had been nagging at the back of his mind for the past two years.
His parents weren't really homophobic, they had gay friends and were even considered to be rather liberal, but his step father was born and raised on a farm, working with his paws all through his life and still to this day. It would be accurate to say that he still held some of his older beliefs that had simply been a product of his parents before him. Simply put, he would often tote traditional relationships and wouldn't pull back from making frequent gay jokes, or really any sort of off colored jab on any topic. He had a good relationship with his father, but he still always called him by his first name, Joanna.
So it concerned Christian quite a bit when his step father came up to him on the trail they had been hiking that day and confronted the young man about some particular material he had found on the buck's phone. Rendered speechless, Christian could only stare as the German Shepherd explained that they needed to have a talk, one-on-one in the absence of the buck's mother.
In all honesty, it wouldn't have likely been a problem if the pictures and videos on Christian's phone had simply been normal gay porn. What had been the cause for alarm was that the buck had been archiving explicit material of his step father without his notice. Plenty of pictures had been taken early in the morning when the canine would walk around in only a bathrobe, but were taken at such opportune times that his sheath was seen between the folds of fabric. There were certainly plenty of pictures of his step father asleep amid the mid summer heat, entirely nude of course.
The hike back to their camp site had been dread filled and arduous. Christian simply didn't know what he should have been expecting when he started to walk up to the tent that his mother and step father shared, but since his mother was off enjoying her time with the neighboring campers, it was as good a time as any to face the music.
Christian came up to the large, dark blue tent and gave a light tap on the canvas flap that was the entrance. It thudded hollowly and the response was quick. “Come in,” Joanna said simply. The buck swallowed hard and grabbed the zipper at the bottom and pulled all the way to the top. The flap came open, and as Christian peered inside he was suddenly confronted with a very shocking sight.
His step father, whom he had found to be profoundly attractive enough to warrant taking inappropriate pictures of, was lying on his sleeping bag completely nude. The young man had to blink his eyes clear and shake his head in disbelief of what he was witnessing, but the image didn't go away. His heart pounded in his chest for a completely new reason now, though his worry had turned to complete confusion.
“Well don't just stand out there, come in before someone sees you!” the canine barked and listed to one side, showing off a rather large sheath and ball sack. Christian jumped a little and quickly unzipped the entrance just enough that he could move inside and then quickly zipped it all back up. When he turned back around to face his step father, Joanna had sat up into a crossed leg position.
The buck began to stammer, “Wh-what's-”
“This all about?” the Shepherd chuckled and gave a slight shrug. “Look, Christian, your mother and I have kind of always known about your...sexuality, it was pretty easy to pick upon,” he continued with a smirk. Christian was blushing madly and had turned his head down and entirely averted his eyes. “What I found to be so shocking was that you had taken an interest in me. I didn't know larger, older men were your thing,” he laughed.
It was certainly true, though it was tough to say if Christian had developed this infatuation with burly older men because of his step father or if he just happened to fit the mold of what he liked. Joanna was about forty five years old with a gut and burly upper body. His arms and chest were well defined, and despite his love handles being wide and malleable he wasn't nearly as out of shape as he looked. In all, he seemed to fit the description of a farmer to a tea.
“Y-you weren't supposed to find those pics...” Christian mumbled again. The young buck kept to a very fit and athletic frame, one born of competing in Cross Country and Track whenever given the chance. He seemed to be a contrast of his step father.
“Yeah, I'd imagine not,” the canine laughed and smacked his thigh. “But hey, I did, and now that it's all out in the open, we can embrace some of our more hidden fantasies, can't we?” he said and scooted a bit closer.
“What...do you mean?” Christian asked and felt his cheeks flush brightly as his naked step father came closer.
“Well, with your mother gone for a while, I thought we could take the opportunity to have sex,” the canine explained with relative ease, as if he was explaining something that was so simple. He stared at the buck for a while and nothing was said. “Of course we don't have to if you don't want to-”
“I want to!” Christian suddenly blurted out, his face almost entirely crimson. Joanna chuckled and nodded.
“Well it's going to be awfully hard to do anything with your clothes still on,” the canine mentioned and nodded to the buck's attire. The young man looked down at his clothing and understood right away. Trying to look like hesitation had no part in what he was doing, he pulled his shirt from over his head and then quickly went about undoing his pants and pushing them down as well. All that was left were his underwear, a pair of red striped boxers. He gulped as he grabbed them by them and looked up to see that his step father was ready, who offered a nod of encouragement. “Go ahead,” he said.
The last of Christian's clothing fell away, and he was just as naked as the canine. A swell of pride blossomed in the German Shepherd's chest and he moved closer to nuzzle against his step son. “You've done fantasticly, Christian! So with the first obstacle out of the way, have you ever sucked a cock before?” he asked blatantly. The buck gave a shallow shake of his head and his eyes turned down again. “There's nothing wrong with that! I can teach you easily,” Joanna remarked and shifted so he could lie back on his sleeping bag. “Come here.”
Christian was hesitant, but he shifted slightly to put himself closer, mere inches away from his step father's sheath. “It's pretty much the same as the videos you've seen. Not much of a wrong way to do it,” the wolf encouraged. The buck swallowed hard and reached his hand out, gently feeling over the large sheath and beginning to stroke it. Indeed he only mimicked what he had ever seen on porn sites. He pulled back the top of the sheath and exposed the slowly growing cock underneath.
He inhaled hard as the red tip was revealed. He could smell the strong musk, it was intoxicating to his mind. His face slowly leaned down, hesitant at first but he wanted so badly to have a taste. His tongue touched, the strong, salty texture made him moan as he pulled it into his mouth and began to swirl his tongue around its surface.
Joanna moaned as well and watched the young man, a paw reaching up and gently stroked over the back of his head. “Yeah, just like that,” he murmured and pushed his hips up. More shaft slipped free of the furry home and eased into the other's mouth. To Christian, it was heaven. He swallowed back some musk tainted saliva and resumed slurping. He began to imitate the bobbing motion he had seen on so many videos, breathing through his nose as he created a vacuum. His cheeks became concave every time the shaft would pull free and he would even give some quick, swirling jabs at the tip as he wrapped a hand around the shaft and pumped it.
The buck's eyes drifted closed, he worked his stroking hand in tandem with his mouth. He slathered the growing dick with saliva, covering its entirety until it shimmered in the low light that escaped through the tent fabric. Amid his suckling escapades, he became aware that his step father's paw was stroking over his backside. He liked the attention, and so he pushed his backside out into the wanting palm.
He could feel the wolf's fingers gently stroke over his round buttcheeks and even gently lift his leaf shaped tail. Christian didn't mind any of it, he had masturbated with his ass before, it only made him enjoy the moment all the more as he felt the dog trace his fingers over that sensitive pucker. Joanna brought his paw back to suckle at two of his fingers, making sure they were nice and wet before he replaced them back behind the buck. They dipped against his tailhole and gingerly slipped inside. Christian moaned loudly, making the cock between his lips vibrate.
Joanna bit his lip and gently stroked over the buck's face as he continued to lap and slurp loudly, fawning over his shaft in a way that seemed akin to worship. He smirked at the sight, even as he pushed his first finger and then his second into that wanting hole. He pushed them all the way until he couldn't go any further, and from there he lazily pulled and pushed them back and forth, wiggling them even to induce a series of hot whimpers from his step son.
“All right, that's enough,” he said after a little while, his paw pulling away from the other's rear end. Christian paused, taken off guard by the words and peered up at the wolf while part of his shaft was still locked in his mouth. Joanna began to slowly sit up, and so the buck retreated away, leaning on his paws as he watched his parent get to his knees.
“I assume you've never had sex with a man either, eh?” he asked simply. He was kneeling now, his fully erect cock standing at attention and dripping a combination of precum and saliva. Christian gave another quiet shake of his head and the Shepherd couldn't help but lick his lips. Virgin territory was something he never had the luxury of entering before. “Would you mind lying on your belly for me then? We can clear up that issue nice and quick,” he said with a grin.
Christian did as he was asked, he shifted around and settled on his stomach, his backside swaying a bit in anticipation as he felt his step father straddle the back of his thighs. The buck couldn't believe how hot this was, through all of the fantasies he had of letting Joanna fuck him were finally coming true, something he never would have thought a farmer like him would have ever condoned.
He felt the wolf's strong paws stroke over his ass and splay open his cheeks with his thumbs. He let his cheek set on a pillow but still cast his gaze over his shoulder. He watched as Joanna's hungry gaze took in the delicious sight of that very tight pucker, how it would give a slight flex every so often. Like it was begging to be penetrated, and the canine was more than happy to oblige. The buck brace himself as he felt his step father press his tip to the hole and then push in.
There was a hard pain that made Christian wince, the other's cock turning out to be much larger than he had thought. He could feel his hole stretching, his insides clinging to that girth as the pressure mounted. He gave a strained grunt and his hands grabbed at the sleeping bag, bunching the fabric in his fists.
Joanna on the other hand let out an elated moan. He had never felt such a divine thing as taking someone's anal virginity. He made sure to go slow, letting himself push into the reluctant hole only as quick as the buck wanted. Despite all of the push back, grunting and pained noises, the canid cock was eventually entirely seeded within his step son's ass.
Christian gave a grunt as he tried to adjust. In the past he had never had anything bigger than a finger or two inside of himself, now he was taking an adult cock and he was concerned his first time having sex wasn't going to be enjoyable. He had never felt so full in his life, he could feel the protrusion butting up against the inside of his belly. Joanna had begun to work himself back and forth, he didn't want to cause anymore discomfort than he already had, really only needing to wait for the young man to adjust. And he slowly did.
The wolf's movements gradually became faster and harder, his member dragging enough that some strong sensations of pleasure were building for both males. Within minutes, Joanna was bucking away just like he would his step son's mother. Both of them were moaning and shifting to get into better positions. The wolf leaned his torso over the other's back and pressed both paws into the sleeping bag on either side of the buck.
Christian was enjoying his time most of all. With every breath came an elated gasp and he was repeatedly pushing his backside up against the lupine's slamming hips. Things were quick to progress into real, tent rocking force though. Joanna began to put his weight behind every thrust, his hips rolling in a blur as he let his true canid side take over. He humped away like a horny dog that had just mounted his favorite bitch. Christian was more than happy to take everything he was given.
The buck's ass bounced and clapped with every strong hit, his hole pushing back to meet almost every drive in. He loved the feeling of being ravaged and taken like a feral. His mouth hung open and his head tilted back just enough to show his elation. His legs spread wide to give the dog more room to rut, of which was entirely taken advantage of.
The Shepherd's knot was soon formed and it batted hard against Christian's entrance. He felt it right away, and the sheer size caused panic to well up inside. Even as he shoved back on the driving pyre of flesh, he clenched down to avoid getting tied, of which would most certainly be very painful. Practically crying out in sheer, unadulterated ecstasy, Christian didn't care if anyone heard , but Joanna did. A paw came around and clamped over the buck's mouth to muffle his sounds, but in truth he was having a tough time staying silent as well.
The intensity of the situation was becoming too much for the canine to handle. His orgasm was rapidly approaching, in a matter of seconds it had started out as a small seed of pressure in his balls that bloomed in a full, shuddering experience. His teeth grit and he fought away a howl as his shaft throbbed and sent a powerful gush of hot, doggy cum deep into the buck's bowels. Christian felt the surge and went rigid, his back arched and eyes wide. The flow was omnipresent, it hit his belly and spread out to his chest and limbs as a coalescence of heat.
Pump after shuddering pump continued to send the thick, dog semen farther and farther. While Joanna's knot hadn't popped inside, the canine certainly hoped that the next time it would. And there would definitely be a next time. The exhausted buck collapsed onto the sleeping bag, panting and shivering, drool escaping from his lolled tongue. His step father chuckled as he looked down at the lump that was his son. He reached a paw back and gave a gentle pat before he began to slowly pull himself off.
In a way it was a lot like when the wolf had first entered, except this time he made sure to make his exit slow and excruciating. With a wet slurp, the slowly shrinking lupine shaft popped free, leaving a cum stained pucker that was quick to slam closed. Now with a pool of jizz sloshing around within his body, Christian simply chose to stay where he was and cradle the seed inside of him. Still panting, Joanna watched over the young man as he turned over onto his side and began to pull his clothing back on that he had worn on their hike.
“Joanna? Christian?” a voice suddenly called out, causing both males to jump and stare around. It was the buck's mother returned from the neighbor and wanting to know if she was the only one there.
“One moment, sweety!” the wolf called back out as he hastily pulled his shirt over his head. Before he left, the wolf turned back to his step son and gave a quick wink. Christian knew that they needed to keep this particular aspect of their relationship a secret, and he certainly didn't regret it in the slightest. The wolf unzipped the flap of the entrance and stepped out just enough so that his own body would obscure the still naked buck.
“Oh hey! Do you know where Christian is?” she asked simply, a spitting image of her son, save for a much more feminine version.
“Yeah he's in there taking a nap,” the wolf confirmed and jerked his thumb back for the tent. “I wouldn't disturb him. The hike really tuckered him out.”
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Lucas Mitchell
Oh my lord the art work on this is to good :0
