Max slithered behind Spike as they entered into Max's room. The room was a mess, as was usual for the 13 year old naga boy. The wolf boy didn't mind though and flopped himself on the naga's bed.

The naga gave him a quizzical look but the wolf just grinned. The naga mockingly shook his head a little and rolled his eyes. But he smiled and he knew was Spike wanted. He slithered over and loomed over Spike. “Ssso you want to play my prey again, do you?”

Spike looked coyly at the naga without replying. They both knew the answer anyway.

The naga sprung like a coil and eighty pounds of tan-and-brown Egyptian cobra landed on top of the grey wolf. Spike and the bed springs squeaked in protest, but it was to no avail. As a wolf, Spike was built bigger than the naga, but the snake was all sinewy muscle and easily pinned the wolf boy down.

It wasn't often the wolf boy was overpowered and he loved how helpless Max was able to make him feel. They writhed together for awhile as the wolf boy squirmed in the naga's hold.

Max felt a bugle growing in Spike's jeans and he grinned evilly. He started to undress Spike. The wolf's T-shirt easily slipped over his head and was tossed onto the floor. Then he gave attention to the wolf's jeans. After a little trouble the button opened and then the snake used his tail to pull them down. Finally the wolf boy's briefs landed on the floor as well.

The wolf boy's member was poking hard from its sheath and against the side of the naga.

The touch of the wolf's naked fur; his hard cock; and the scent of his growing arousal excited the naga as well and soon his snakey member was poking out of his slit as well. The two cocks rubbed together as the snake was unable to wear pants so he was only shrouded by his slit. An inconvenience sometimes when he got aroused at the wrong time, but now it made his own disrobing much simpler. The naga simply pulled his own shirt off and tossed it to the jumble on the floor.

Now with the wolf boy uncovered the naga slithered over him and coiled his legs with his tail. Pinning the arms down with his own the wolf boy was completely immobile now. The naga turned his attention to exploring his prey's body.

Spike moaned with pleasure as he felt the naga's snake tongue flit about his neck, his chest, his tummy... The naga feeling, tasting and smelling the wolf's body all at the same time.

After being satisfied with his prey, the naga forcibly turned the wolf around. He adjusted their bodies to get ready to push himself into the wolf's rear.

“Wait...” the wolf mumbled. “Wait!”

The snake paused and hissed quizzically. “Yesss?”

“Could you... um...” The wolf was bit nervous asking this. “Could you bite me this time?”

The naga regarded the wolf for a moment. “But you'll die.”

“Can you, um... Inject only a little poison?”

The snake thought for a moment. “I'm not sure. I don't know. I can try...”

“Okay...”

“Do you really want me to?”

The wolf nodded nervously.

The naga finished moving his prey into position, but instead of pushing into him, he placed his mouth over the wolf's neck. He explored it again, this time carefully, gauging for the right spot to strike.

The wolf could feel the snake's breath on his tender neck. He could feel the tongue flicking about. He could feel the teeth lightly scraping. His heart raced madly. The element of actual danger made him feel even more helpless. It excited him. It excited him more than he wished to admit. He ached for the snake to sink his teeth in. He ached for the snake to totally dominate him as his predator. 

He felt a little sharp sting..

The snake's fangs sunk in. There was an icy sting as the venom squirted into his wound. Then it turned into a tingle as numbness started to spread on his neck.

Wave of numbness spread across his neck, then down to his chest, up to his jaw... Slowly creeping across, as if enveloping his whole body in a soft cotton blanket.

He felt the snakes embrace tightening around him... No... That was his muscles weakening. Every movement, every struggle against the snake's hold was becoming harder.

He felt the venom course through his mind. His thoughts slowed down. He felt giddy. He felt euphoric. He felt at peace.

The snake felt the wolf's body slackening in his hold. He knew it was time. He pushed his hard cock into the wolf's rear. The wolf's muscles tried to squirm against him, but they were too weak to offer any resistance and he easily slipped in. The wolf was just a rag doll in his hold as he started pumping.

The wolf felt the naga enter him. Reflexively he puckered, but there was nothing. He tried to struggle, but there was nothing.  

He had never felt so powerless. He was totally the snake's plaything now. He was totally at the snake's mercy. He had never felt so wonderful.

Each thrust rubbed him deep inside. Each thrust excited him more. It felt so wonderful. The snake's hold was so strong. His muscles were so weak. It felt so wonderful. His mind swam in the venom's soft clouds. His mind swam in the euphoria of his own arousal. It felt so wonderful.

The naga was pumping harder now. Faster. He could feel his own climax starting to mount and grow along with the snake's.

The snake thrust deep. Every sinewy fibre around the wolf grew taut. The snake exploded deep inside the wolf. The wolf could feel the snake's cum squirting into him and that pushed him over the edge as well.

The wolf's body didn't tense up. His body didn't shudder in the most intense orgasm of his life. His cock didn't spurt great arcs of wolf seed as waves of pleasure washed over him.

His body did none of those things. A small trickle of cum dribbled out of his cock. 

But all the feelings were there. 

He had never felt such an intense climax. He had never felt such an eruption of pleasure. And he had never felt such a satisfying glow afterwards.

His mind was so enraptured by his euphoria that he didn't even notice when his heart stopped.

He didn't even notice when his mind faded.

All he felt was pleasure.

In his own afterglow, the naga wrapped himself around to cuddle the wolf boy's body. He remained there, unaware of his friend's passing...