It was a calm and lazy Sunday afternoon. For most, it would have been a time to enjoy the sunshine and go walking in the park, or curl up by the window with a good book and just watch the world go by. For Kain, however, it was nothing but sheer and utter boredom.

With an exasperated groan, the fluffy cream coloured pup spread himself out across the length of the couch, his young ears half-flopped as he lounged in an oversized T-Shirt that was more fitting for an adult than a young boy. He looked up from the burgundy couch cushions, his wide eyes staring wistfully up at the adult canine who sat sprawled on the other side other side of the couch, legs spread open and eyes lidded from a truly content position. Unlike the 10 year old beside him, his fur was a delicious, rich dark brown, splattered and dotted with white spots and blotches that centred primarily around his face, as well as the more tender or exposed parts of his body.

“What?” The man didn’t peel his gaze from the TV, but his hand twitched slightly as he considered whether he should have reached out to ruffle the boy’s head or not. He decided against it, if only because he was nice and cosy in his current laid-back stance, in his vest and boxer shorts.

“Entertain me.” Kain pouted and reached out his hands, tugging at the leg hole of the man’s boxers. The adult peeled his eyes away from the TV show just enough to glance at the cub, bemused, before turning his attention back to the programme.

“Why don’t you sit and watch TV with me, then?” He suggested. “That’s entertaining.”

“But Naaate! That’s so boring. You know I hate that S.C.I stuff.”

“It’s C.S.I,” Nate pointed out. “But that’s fine. You could always go and find something to do.”

Kain answered him in the only way he could think of, and that was in a whining groan, accompanied by a wild wriggling as he wormed his way closed to the man’s leg. 

Kain and Nate’s relationship was quite close, but that was only because they spent so much time together. Nate was his babysitter, though it was fairer to say he was his neighbour-- Nate was a single man who worked freelance from home, effectively running his own business. Kain’s mother had to work to support both her and her son, so it made sense that she might ask Nate to look after her son on a regular basis. It suited him just fine: he made a little extra money on the side and was able to easily work whilst he was babysitting the kid. Of course, a close relationships like theirs was anything but that-- the oversized T-Shirt on Kain’s supple, young body was evidence enough for that.

“Maybe we could...” The boy trailed off, and cheeky giggle spreading across his lips as he teasingly slipped a finger into the leg hole of Nate’s shorts, tickling the fur and flesh of his inner thigh. The brown-furred canine shifted and smirked, reaching out to stroke the length of the cub’s back, all the way to his curled tail and squishy cheeks.

“I’m surprised your butt has recuperated enough already for a second round.” The man remarked, and Kain’s smile twisted into a grimace.

“Do we have to? It’s always you who does it in my butt. Can’t I try for once?” Kain’s childish insistence made Nate smirk, but the adult couldn’t help but smile even wider when Kain looked even more determined because of it.

“Well,” Nate began, his hand still greedily playing with Kain’s ass. “When I do stuff with your butt, I stretch you nice and good and it feels nice, doesn’t it? But your dick isn’t as big as mine. So if we switched around and you did stuff with my butt, it wouldn’t feel as good for me. That wouldn’t be fair, would it?”

“W-Well, no, but...I just wanna try stuff for once.” Kain mumbled in annoyance.

“Maybe you should wait until you’re older. I mean, your dick’s as big as my finger, but mine’s bigger than your hand!”

“My hand, huh...?” Kain looked down at his wiggling fingers and hummed in thought. “I have an idea, then!”

“Oh god,” Nate knew what Kain was like when he started coming up with ideas. “Should I be worried.”

“No,” Kain beamed. “But...do you want to try it?”

“You haven’t even told me what it is, yet.”

“Okay, but say you’ll do it.”

“Are you going to tell me first?”

“No.” Kain smirked, and Nate saw a twinkle of mischief in the boy’s eye. Nate knew what the cub could be like: he wouldn’t share his intentions until Nate agreed to them first. With a ovely dramatic sigh, the older canine nodded and Kain grinned from cheek to cheek.

“Great. So, um, get on all fours.” The boy insisted, and Nate quirked an eyebrow, slowly placing the TV remote aside and getting to his feet. He peeled off his vest and got down onto his knees, the carpeted floor pressing against his knees. He turned his head and smirked at the sight of Kain running his hungry gaze over his athletic form.

“Are you going to tell me what you plan to do?” Nate asked, watching as Kain hopped off the couch and moved around behind him. His small fingers gripped the elastic waistband of the man’s shorts and pulled, slipping them past his manly hips and exposing his rump. 

“Well...” Kain began, using his hands to greedily squeeze and grasp the man’s ass, much in the same way that Nate always did to him. “You mentioned how your dick is bigger than my hands, so if I want you to feel good, I’ll need something as big as your dick. So...”

“Ah, I see,” Nate understand the boy’s line of thinking now. “I would suggest you get the lube, then.”

Commonly used for their lewd activities, the lube sat hidden away in Nate’s overnight bad that sat next to the couch. On his suggestion, Kain crawled across the floor on all fours, and Nate turned his head to admire the cub’s back end as he clambered forwards, his curly tail keeping the T-Shirt hiked up to expose his cream-furred cheeks. Kain reached the bag and dug into it, feeling around for a thick, cool bottle. He eventually found it and pulled it from the bag, admiring its honey colour and peculiar shape.

“Did you get a new bottle?”

“Yeah. Thought you might like it. It’s honey flavoured.”

“Ew, flavour?” Kain giggled. “I’m not going to eat it!”

“Duh, of course not...but you can smell it at least, right?”

“Uh-huh.” Kain mumbled his approval, popping the cap and tentatively sniffing at the nozzle. He seemed pleased with what wafted through his wet nose and grinned, shuffling his way back over to Nate on his knees. He was already turning the bottle upside down and squirting some onto his finger, careful not to get any onto the carpet.

Nate hissed as he felt the coolness of the lube slipping between his cheeks, and the young cub slowly but surely spread the lubricant across the man’s hole with his index finger, sliding from top to bottom and back again. Nate sighed through his nose, leaning forwards slightly and reaching back to spread one of his cheeks, exposing his pucker a little bit more.

“Eager, aren’t you?” Nate grinned, and Kain couldn’t help but giggle at his teasing, before he began to probe and push his finger. He teased the entrance of the pucker with his digit, feeling the way the hole stretched to accommodate his tiny digit. A hiss escaped the man’s lips as the cub’s finger sunk deeper, until Kain could efficiently and easily plung his finger to the knuckle. He flexed his digit and felt the warm insides squeeze around his finger, the pucker clenching against the base of his appendage.

“It feels so weird.” Kain mumbled in a mixture of both awe and amusement, experimentally wiggling his finger around a little bit. Nate huffed through his nose and pushed his behind backwards, turning his head to watch Kain out the corner of his eye.

“You’re not going to leave me hanging, are you?” The adult asked, and Kain pursed his muzzle. 

With a brief lick of his lips, he pulled his finger back, until it had withdrawn completely from the man’s behind. He oozed lubricant onto his palm and rubbed his hands together like it was soap, until both were sticky and slippy. When his fingertip met with Nate’s pucker again, it was joined by another, equally as slick. He pushed again and the ring swallowed both of them up with ease.

“That’s better.” Nate huffed, lowering his head and sweeping his tail upwards to expose himself some more. His fingers curled against the carpet as he felt the fingers stretching his behind, a sensation that wasn’t all that new to him, yet was still as exciting as he had expected it to be. Nate was a switch, but he hadn’t taken anything in his behind for a couple of years.

Two fingers became three, and then three became four. Each time Kain added another digit, he curled and flexed his fingers in the man’s behind, hoping he might make Nate feel good as the canine had so simply wished. However, no matter how much he flexed and probed, Nate’s fat, plump sheath remained still and quiet. Kain had been hoping to see something by now.

Grimacing at the thought of not doing well, Kain brung his fingers back and allowed his thumb to join in on the action. He plunged again, perhaps a little more forcefully than necessary, and curled his thumb inwards towards his palm so that it wouldn’t catch on the man’s ring. He watched nervously as he met Nate’s ass with his knuckles and then forced his way beyond. The ass swallowed up his knuckles, and then his thumb, and even the majority of his palm. Kain passed the thickest part of his hand and the rest of it was swallowed up with ease, all the way to his wrist.

“Mmph...wow,” Nate murmured, his insides spasming around the cub’s hand as Kain couldn’t resist splaying his fingers. “How’s it feel?”

“It’s...weird.” Kain replied. He couldn’t quite describe how he felt about feeling the man’s inner walls clenching around every available surface of his hand, or how warm it was. His naive, 10 year old vocabulary didn’t quite have the words to explain it.

He experimentally pushed his hand forwards and Nate gasped, his insides clamping down like a vice around the cub’s hand to stop him moving further than an inch or so. A quiet groan escaped the adult canine’s lips and Kain was certain that the man was feeling something now-- but, just to be sure, he reached out with his other lubed-up hand and grasped the firm plumpness of his lover’s sheath, feeling it throb against his fingers.

He dragged his fingers up and immediately felt the wet tip of Nate’s cock prodding against his digits, a sign that he was getting quite aroused about the situation-- which was a relief for the cub, who was nervous that he wasn’t performing as well as he should. Kain pulled his hand back and began to stroke the sheath in the way he knew Nate liked: with a firm grip and slow movements, he dragged the sheath back and forth, causing Nate to shudder under his assault.

“Oooh yes...” Nate sighed out, and Kain’s tagged wagged fervently at his words, happy that Nate was feeling good. Kain’s efforts to explore the man’s insides hadn’t yet bore fruit, but he was confident he’d find something hidden within its depths-- a sensitive spot that Kain was all too familiar with, the spot that the boy had felt on many an occasion when they were ‘going at it’, as Nate liked to say. Kain was sure Nate had something similar and he was determined to find it, amidst jerking the man’s cock.

Nate was nearing half mast already, with thanks to Kain’s movements and his hands. The rhythmic pumping of his digits on the man’s sheath, which was slowly but surely losing its length to give way to the rest of his cock, and the plunging of the cub’s fist and fingers was helping the stir the cocktail of emotions that had settled in Nate’s gut, brewing them into a delectable pleasure that made him groan and curl his toes.

As soon as Kain felt the thick swelling of a knot against his fingers, he reached up to the top of the sheath, dragging it down enough to release the steadily growing knot, his digits then moving up towards the tip of his member. He felt each turgid spasm, each throb and twitch, accompanied by the man’s gentle groans of appreciation.

Then, as Kain’s fingers plunged deeper, he touched with something that made the breath hitch in Nate’s throat, and the adult groaned, squirming in his all-fours position. His member pulsed powerfully in the cub’s hands, a clear sign that Kain had hit the sweet spot the boy was so desperately looking for.

“Mmh, keep going...” Nate demanded, and Kain was more than happy to oblige, his little tail wagging fervently left and right. His lubed up hand dragged along the length of the man’s cock and he began to pump and stroke, his slick movements stirring the man’s senses. Were his hand dry, it would have been too rough on Nate’s sensitive member. The combined action of his lover’s stroking hand and the probing of his prostate was steadily bringing Nate closer and closer to the edge, and he found himself panting vigorously, tail wagging rapidly left and right. He was glad he’d agreed.

The air soon became thick with sexual tension and the smells of sex, the sounds of the cub’s slick fingers resounding in the air alongside Nate’s passionate grunts and huffs. Kain had a feeling that Nate was getting close, and he was determined to get him to reach his inevitable peak. Each squeeze and pump made the pressure in the man’s knot tighten more and more, until he couldn’t take it any longer.

“I’m...” Nate couldn’t even warn Kain before his orgasm washed over him, and he thrust his hips down against Kain’s hand. The cub made sure to curl his fingers and probe that prostate to milk the man’s climax, having enough experience to know what made Nate tick and how to do it. He angled the adult’s cock down, dragging his hand up and down to push and bounce against the swelling knot, watching each thick and delicious spurt from the man’s cock splattering on the floor, staining the carpet-- Kain soon realised the error of that.

“F-Fuck...” The man mumbled, hanging his hand and whining quietly as Kain wiggled his hand back and forth inside the man’s ass, his whole hand tugging at the adult’s pucker and pushing against his inner walls. Each spasm and throb of Nate’s cock caused his insides to grip down and squeeze like a vice, which was a peculiar feeling to Kain who had never experienced it before. However, the cub wasn’t focusing on that too much: all his attention was focused on the 7 inch cock that was wildly staining the floor with seed.

The orgasm faded almost as soon as it arrived, and Kain knew he probably shouldn’t overstimulate the man, much in the same way that Nate often did for him. He pulled his hand back, meeting some resistance when the ring squeezed and clenched around his wrist. Nate groaned and then relaxed himself, loosening his muscles as best as he could. Kain pulled again and the ring finally stretched to allow him to pull his hand back. There came an audible noise as the suction of the man’s ass held onto Kain’s hand as it pulled out.

“Wow...we should do that some more, some other time.” Nate sighed, rolling to the side and onto his back. He felt quite exhausted, but he had anticipated it considering how deep they’d gotten into their lewd endeavours. The cub moved to curl up beside him-- on the other side of course, for fear of laying in the splatters of cum on the carpet-- and his erection prodded firmly against the adult canine’s bare leg.

“My hands are all gross.” The boy complained, and Nate smirked, bemused. He reached out and ruffled the cub’s head.

“Well, we’re not quite done yet.” He pointed out, and Kain briefly wondered what the man was referring to. He soon found out, however, when the adult canine rolled across and pushed Kain down against the carpet. A wide smile spread across the cub’s lips as Nate bowed his head, planting a sweet kiss on the boy’s lips. Kain couldn’t resist reaching out to squeeze his lover’s athletic forearms.

Nate’s head trailed lower and lower, peppering kisses along the boy’s neck and towards his chest. Kain was more than used to this loving, intimate treatment from his babysitter and neighbour, but it was in an altogether different light considering what the two of them had been up to. 

Nate’s lips moved further, passing the cub’s belly and tucking his nose in underneath the hem of his T-Shirt. He deliberately stuck out his tongue to flick the appendage along the boy’s stomach, making him briefly giggle. Though Nate wanted to take the time to thoroughly explore him, his attention was drawn to the small length poking his chin. He dragged his head down further and focused his eyes on the twitching knotted length that flopped down against the cub’s stomach.

“There it is.” Nate grinned in amusement. He stuck out his tongue again and slipped it along the underside of the cock, curling it around enough for him to scoop the cock up into his muzzle. A shuddering sigh escaped Kain’s lips as Nate pushed his head down, swallowing the entire length of the small member into his muzzle.

Kain could offer nothing but a quiet whimper as Nate’s mouth plunged down, suckling and slurping every inch of that turgid little cock, his tongue slipping out just enough for him to scoop and smear across the boy’s pulsing knot. Kain couldn’t resist from arching his hips up a little bit, his hands reaching out to grip against the man’s head. With a delightfully playful growl, Nate began to bob his head.

Each subtle movement, each swift rise and fall of Nate’s mouth was like heaven to young Kain, who always loved the effort and the passion that Nate put into pleasing him. Kain did his best to feel good when Nate was lewding him, but it wasn’t always easy-- in those instances, it always boiled down to this very passionate session, where Nate did his best to make his favourite young cub squirm.

It didn’t take long to get Kain going. Nate’s tongue was simply too dexterous and experienced in knowing what Kain liked to leave him hanging for long, and the young canine soon began to huff and whine, his lips parting and he arched his back, fingers curling against the carpet. His heels began to scuff against the floor, but Nate was prepared: he reached out and rested on his elbows, hooking his hands around to keep the cub’s legs spread wide. He continued to bow his head over and over, until Kain began to let out his telltale heaving gasps, indicative of his impending orgasm.

With a final groan and a push of his hips, Kain climaxed. The boy’s cock throbbed powerfully, his tiny knot swelling as a dribble of seed oozed from the end of his member, only to be eagerly lapped up by the older canine. Nate flicked his tongue and milked for only a few more seconds, before he pulled back, not wanting to risk overstimulating the poor pup. Kain held his head back, tongue lolled from his mouth, tail wagging left and right.

“Mm. Did you enjoy that?” Nate asked with a smile. A grin spread across his lover’s face and the cub reached out, hooking himself up and cuddling against Nate’s chest.

“Well, you entertained me at least.” The boy replied with a giggle. 

“That I did. So, more TV?”

“What, we can’t go for another round?”

“Hmm...well, fine,” Nate mused, moving back up towards Kain’s side and pressing his muzzle in against the boy’s neck. “I’ll just kiss you some more instead.”

The rest of the afternoon was filled with childish laughter and Nate’s own familiar chuckles, as their once lazy afternoon became all the more exciting-- just how they liked it.