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Thanks for being so Neat and Supportive and Whatnot! :3\n\nSorry for the weird abbreviated intro thing, I was trying to strike a balance between no explanation of what's happening and overexplaining.\n\n[b]Background: Ian[/b]:\n(If you're not in a hurry for smut!)\n\nIan MacDoggle is going through a difficult period of transition, for both him and everyone forced to be around him. Formerly optimistic, enthusiastic, and outgoing for the first twelve years of his life, at thirteen Ian is now a cattle dog teen in flux. While Ian [i]tries[/i] for the same air of detached cool and cultural refinement that his sixteen-year old brother Casey manages to project so effortlessly, Ian isn't very effortless, nor refined, nor cool in most situations, nor is he even particularly cultured, despite constant efforts by his idolized older brother to get Ian to develop tastes and opinions that aren't just parroting his own. This leads to Ian often being a real cattlejerk to his friends and acquaintances who don't like the 'right' things or who enjoy them the 'wrong' way. Combined with his need to show off his knowledge on every topic, Ian often comes off as a mean, unlikeable know-it-all. Needless to say, many of Ian's friends, some he's known since he was a puppy, now mostly try and minimize the amount of time spent around him, with the two exceptions of Sascha, a giant, painfully shy Samoyed boy, who idolizes his much cooler friend; and Niles the tough skater boy pine marten, who claims he only puts up with Ian's unending stream of bullshit because every once in awhile he can talk the dork into fooling around with him.\n\nWhich isn't to say Ian has lost all of his earlier boundless positivity, particularly around anyone older, or cooler (or both!) tends to bring out the best in the cattle dog, particularly his older brother Casey.\n\nAnd now, Constant Horny Reader, prepare to enter a thrilling world of anthropomorphic animal teens, a world where [i]nothing[/i] is [i]quite[/i] as it seems!\n[b]xoxo, A.H. Yeenobotham, Author Guy![/b]\n\n[Correction: Most probably [i]everything[/i] is [i]exactly[/i] as it seems (sorry!)]\n\n\n(C] [b]MoogleMog FanFiction Press®[/b]\n20xx\n\nAll Rights for Alrik's little gaymo friends both real and imaginary in his gaymo little idiot friendfiction stories are like, protected by the [b]CC-MOOG[/b] License, braah.\n(It means don't like, draw them with vacuum cleaner dick nipples without permission, braah)\n(Also if you tell anybody [b]CC-MOOG[/b] stands for [b]Cock Cravin' Moogle[/b] I'll fuckin' cut you, braaaah)\n\nRead more at: [url=https://inkbunny.net/PrematureYeenjaculatio]yttp:\\\\wwww.devyeeniantart.ca.co/HIMYNAMEISALRIK/Erotic_Friend_Stories[/url]\n\n[Rated 'F' for Fully Fictional Fantastic Fiction About Magical Talking Animals]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Thumbnail art by top-tier art leggie: \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
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! Thanks for being so Neat and Supportive and Whatnot! :3

Sorry for the weird abbreviated intro thing, I was trying to strike a balance between no explanation of what's happening and overexplaining.

Background: Ian:
(If you're not in a hurry for smut!)

Ian MacDoggle is going through a difficult period of transition, for both him and everyone forced to be around him. Formerly optimistic, enthusiastic, and outgoing for the first twelve years of his life, at thirteen Ian is now a cattle dog teen in flux. While Ian tries for the same air of detached cool and cultural refinement that his sixteen-year old brother Casey manages to project so effortlessly, Ian isn't very effortless, nor refined, nor cool in most situations, nor is he even particularly cultured, despite constant efforts by his idolized older brother to get Ian to develop tastes and opinions that aren't just parroting his own. This leads to Ian often being a real cattlejerk to his friends and acquaintances who don't like the 'right' things or who enjoy them the 'wrong' way. Combined with his need to show off his knowledge on every topic, Ian often comes off as a mean, unlikeable know-it-all. Needless to say, many of Ian's friends, some he's known since he was a puppy, now mostly try and minimize the amount of time spent around him, with the two exceptions of Sascha, a giant, painfully shy Samoyed boy, who idolizes his much cooler friend; and Niles the tough skater boy pine marten, who claims he only puts up with Ian's unending stream of bullshit because every once in awhile he can talk the dork into fooling around with him.

Which isn't to say Ian has lost all of his earlier boundless positivity, particularly around anyone older, or cooler (or both!) tends to bring out the best in the cattle dog, particularly his older brother Casey.

And now, Constant Horny Reader, prepare to enter a thrilling world of anthropomorphic animal teens, a world where nothing is quite as it seems!
xoxo, A.H. Yeenobotham, Author Guy!

[Correction: Most probably everything is exactly as it seems (sorry!)]


(C] MoogleMog FanFiction Press®
20xx

All Rights for Alrik's little gaymo friends both real and imaginary in his gaymo little idiot friendfiction stories are like, protected by the CC-MOOG License, braah.
(It means don't like, draw them with vacuum cleaner dick nipples without permission, braah)
(Also if you tell anybody CC-MOOG stands for Cock Cravin' Moogle I'll fuckin' cut you, braaaah)

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[Rated 'F' for Fully Fictional Fantastic Fiction About Magical Talking Animals]", "writing": "[b][u]Intro: Prelude to A Belly Rub[/u][/b]\n\nOne rainy, miserable Fall Saturday, Ian McDoggle, a thirteen-year old cattle dog, is driven by sheer boredom to try and arrange the retrieval of his [b]S-MEGAMA SYSTEM[/b]® that he had loaned to Dylan, an excitable dire wolf classmate nearly a month ago after he had talked Ian into loaning him his prized vintage video game console by sheer, loud persistence.\n\nWhile his plans are nearly derailed before he's even started once he texts his dire wolf classmate and learns that Dylan and his parents are out of town, there is at least a glimmer of hope when Dylan mentions that his older brother is still at home.\n\nExcept that Ian nearly stays home just on general principles, for several years there has been some kind of bad blood between his and Dylan's older brothers - formerly the best of friends several years before - they are now mortal enemies. Ian knows very little about why, it's not something Casey will talk about, but he [i]does[/i] know that if Casey doesn't like Derrick, then [i]he[/i] doesn't like Derrick either. \n\nHowever, after some quick mental gymnastics by the bored herding dog, Ian decides he doesn't want his precious console in the hands of some sort of Casey hating monster and the best thing to do would definitely be to go.\n\nAs Ian walks up to the Diaz house,, the rain intensifies and he's forced to seek shelter with The Enemy... only to find that the huge sixteen-year old dire wolf is actually [i]kind[/i] of great and, even better, he seems to really like hanging out with Ian. The cattle dog teenager is reluctant to go home even after the rain slackens, particularly when Derrick offers to order pizza if he wants to hang out.\n\nAs we approach our Complicated canine protagonist and his new, sixteen-year old, dagger-tusked, new friend, the subject has just turned to that most beloved of all teenage topics: Doin' It and Sex Stuff. Although his real world experience with other boys is very limited - and with the opposite sex non-existent - Ian answers his new friend's questions without hesitation.\n\n[u][b]--Chapter One: Center of Attention--[/b][/u]\n\n“Well, I’ve definitely done like, y'know oral and whatnot. And like, jacked other guys off or whatever, but y’know it was like [i]hot[/i], not just friend stuff,” Ian clarified fussily. \n\nDerrick thought it made the roly-poly hipster herding dog look like a particularly young college professor.\n\n“I [i]was[/i] going to let Sascha y’know, go all poggers this one time and I guess like, frick my butt and whatnot, but he got nervous at the last minute,” Ian lied, \"Sasch is super lame, but I mean he’s kinda cute I guess. But he’s like, hella nervous about sex and junk.”\n\n“Not you though?” Derrick wryly teased the spotted teenager.\n\nIan blushed slightly, “Ok, maybe I got a little nervous, only 'cause I usually like to really prepare for stuff and do like, research and junk. Like I guess if you're both dudes you’re supposed to use like, lube and whatnot?”\n\n“What did you like better of the two you’ve tried?” Derrick asked, keeping his tone light.\n\n“As long as they’re not a frickin' [i]jerk[/i] about it, I really like y’know, sucking dicks I guess? I dunno why really. Like, maybe the challenge? Like, I can always get dudes off with my paws,” Ian continued in his scholarly tone and held up his small, freckled paws and wiggled his blunt fingers. That part [i]was[/i] true, although it was technically only a sample size of two.\n\n“Nah, nah, which do you like better being done to [i]you[/i]?” Derrick clarified.\n\nIan looked confused, “Oh uh, I’ve never actually [i]had[/i] a blowjob and whatnot. Yet, I mean! Sascha always freaks out and like, has a panic attack. And Niles is a frickin' butthole and won't even use his paw after I suck his dick, 'cause he says only [i]girls[/i] should give blowjobs, and –“\n\n“What kind of stuff do you [i]think[/i] you like then?” Derrick interrupted and put his large arm around the smaller dog’s shoulders. Ian was stoutly built but was absolutely dwarfed when compared to the sixteen-year old dire wolf. One of Ian’s flopped over ears perked up and he smiled shyly. In response, Derrick put a huge paw on Ian’s jean covered thigh.\n\n“Well um, it’s a little embarrassing and junk,” the ironic, bored voice that Ian usually affected became less certain with each word he spoke.\n\n“You don’t gotta be embarrassed. I mean, I get it if you don’t wanna say, I was just curious,\" Derrick shrugged.\n\n“It’s ok, it’s just y’know, a little weird and whatnot. Like, 'cause it's not blowjobs [i]or[/i] handies or whatever and I dunno uh, what you would call it I guess. You won’t tell anybody right? Like not um, y’know, your brother?”\n\n“Dylan? Nah, that little dork is horned up enough without hearing stuff like that from me,” Derrick moved slightly closer and hugged the cattle dog boy to his side. \n\nIan couldn’t believe such a chill, older dude was so clearly into him; and he hadn’t even told him about his vinyl collection, or his vintage cassettes, or his posters, or how great his brother \nwas yet! Ian made a mental note to not do that last thing, unless he and Derrick were having A Moment, and he could as if Derrick Wanted To Talk About It. Ian's tail started to wag against the back of the couch, maybe he could even patch up their friendship!\n\nDerrick looked down at him expectantly and Ian took a deep breath, it wasn't like his thing was [i]that[/i] embarrassing, except for kind of sounding like some weird kink he'd picked up as a puppy.\n“Well... sometimes I um, get y’know, really hard if I uh, stroke my tum-, err, my y’know, [i]stomach[/i] and whatnot,” Ian blushed at his slip.\n\n“Like, sometimes I think I might even be able to y’know, cum from it or whatever,” Ian finished with a dull pink blush on his white-furred cheeks. [i]That[/i] was the embarrassing part, every canine boy had probably enjoyed getting tummy scratches a little bit [i]too[/i] much a time or two in their lives, but Ian had never heard of anything like what he had.\n\n“Aww, you can call it your tummy, dude, it’s cute,” Derrick ran his paw over the slight rise of Ian’s belly and slipped a short clawtip beneath the black edge of Ian’s THRASH URINATION shirt, “You wanna find out if you can?”\n\n“Yeah no, that would be y’know, chill,” Ian’s voice broke on the final word, rising and falling across several octaves.\n\"Just like, be um...\" he nearly said 'gentle', which would definitely make him sound like a scared puppy, which he definitely wasn't!\n\n\"Careful?\" Derrick asked with a slight smile. Ian nodded.\n\nIan hesitantly lifted his shirt up to his chest, exposing his fluffy, black and white spotted belly, still slightly padded out with puppy fat. He didn’t think he was cute at all, really. It didn’t seem to matter how many sit-ups he did (current record: 16) but he wasn’t even [i]close[/i] to having cut abs like his older brother Casey.\n\n“Like this?” Derrick lightly scritched against the grain of his fur, from Ian’s canvas belt all the way up to the edge of his shirt, just below his ribs. Ian whined and kicked his leg out involuntarily.\n\nEven if he was pawing off by himself, Ian didn’t usually try and do the thing with his tummy anymore, unless he was feeling [i]really[/i] experimental. Partly because it usually felt a little [i]too[/i] intense, and partly out of worry that if he did it too much it might start to happen with [i]all[/i] types of stomach touches, and then what if Casey or whoever gave him a friendly, brisk little brother belly-rub only to find out Ian had pitched a gross pup tent in his jeans? It was the stuff of Ian's nightmares.\n\n“That [i]haah[/i] feels real nice, and [i]uhh[/i] whatnot, but you gotta do it like, a [i]special[/i] way.”\n\nIan tentatively grabbed Derrick’s huge paw with both of his much smaller ones and brought it back to right below his sternum.\n\n“Leave your fingers kind of like, relaxed I guess?” Ian’s breath sped up as he talked. He felt [i]way[/i] more nervous than he ever had with either Sascha or Niles, and they both still had their pants on.\n\n“Like this?” Derrick let his paw hang limp.\n\n“Mm, curl them a little bit, then go with the fur I guess, but like, drag them through it too, you gotta like, [i]just[/i] touch the skin with your clawtips.” \n\nIan dragged the dire wolf's long, thick fingers down through his silky belly coat, Derrick's neatly trimmed claws skated lightly against the soft, mottled skin of Ian's abdomen. Ian instantly began moaning loudly enough that he clapped one paw over his mouth, unable to stop until Derrick's paw came to a rest against the top of his belt.\n\n“S-sorry, I’ve n-never had anyone else do it before, at least y-y'kn-know, not on purpose!\" \n\n“That's ok, you can be loud,\" Derrick asked softly into Ian's perky left ear,\"Gettin' hard?”\n\n“N-not yet, it t-takes a little bit,” Ian stammered, although his sheath was already feeling tighter. Derrick moved his paw back up and stroked slightly to the right of where he’d been before, leaving four more neat furrows all the way down through Ian’s speckled belly fur. The young dog teen’s stomach rapidly rose and fell as his breathing sped up.\n\n“Good?” Derrick asked while he casually undid the smaller boy’s belt and the buttons on his fly. Ian bit his lower lip. [i]Holy frick, he’s so [/i]cool [i]about everything[/i], he thought wildly.\n\n“Y-yeah, y-you can [i]whine[/i] m-move your paw around,” Ian felt like a total dork, stammering and blushing like he was Alrik or something. He wasn’t used to someone paying attention to him though, and, he had to admit, Derrick was extremely hot, and tall, and older, and his low voice against his ear had made Ian's small nipples get hard and his guts feel weird.\n\nAt least he had worn his cutest, most mature underwear [i]just[/i] in case something like this were to happen. Although he had given himself only the narrowest of odds that Derrick would even give him back the vintage S-MEGAMA SMEGA-32 BIT SYSTEM and cartridges Ian had loaned to his younger brother.\n\nDerrick let the denim flaps of Ian’s fly fall away, exposing black and purple, heart and crossbones patterned boxer-briefs that clung to the modest bulge of his sheath, and were ever so slightly stretched around the little bit of his penis that had slid free so far.\n\n“Cute undies,” Derrick was so close to Ian’s ear he felt the dire wolf’s warm lips brush against it. Derrick’s free paw settled onto Ian’s thigh again and idly ran up and down the soft fabric of the leg of his undies. Ian let out his breath in a shaky breath.\n\n“D-Dylan s-said dire wolves [i]haah[/i] don’t ever have like, sh-sheaths or uh, y’know… whatnot,” Ian scrambled for the appropriate word to describe his canid-form equipment without sounding like a total dorklord.\n\n“Red rockets?” Derrick asked with a raised eyebrow. Ian winced slightly, it [i]was[/i] what most everyone called them, and he supposed it was better than calling it his [i] dog dork[/i] or ugh, his [i]lipstick tube[/i].\n\n“Nah, but I’ve got buddies that have ‘em, it’s no big deal. I think it’s clutch that you got a knot and everything,” Derrick said easily, his gentle downward stroking never stopping.\n\nIan relaxed a little, he wasn't sure why he’d been so suddenly worried about having less common boy parts, it wasn’t like he didn’t know other guys at school with the same below the belt setup, but he’d [i]also[/i] never had anybody who seemed so interested in his body before either. He only relaxed a little bit though, it was impossible to fully calm down when it felt like each strand of fur brushed by the dire wolf’s paw was connected to the base of his balls by a live wire. He frantically reminded himself to start calling things he liked ‘clutch’ from now on, before falling into a shaky trance from the older canine’s gentle petting.\n\n“You can tell me if you want me to do something else,” Derrick rubbed his snout against Ian’s neck and the cattle dog let out a high pitched yip. Ian shook his head, not even worried about embarrassing himself anymore, the dire wolf’s big paw and rhythmic pets were all he wanted right now.\n[i]Holy frick[/i], Ian thought again, [i]he’s so clutch at this.[/i]\n\nDerrick rubbed his nose and forehead against the side of Ian’s shemaugh covered neck and rested his chin on Ian's shoulder while he watched the clingy fabric of the dog teen’s underwear slowly bulge outwards.\n\n“Goddamn look at that big cattle dog cock,” Derrick said in a low, husky voice.\n\n“It’s n-not that big,” Ian stammered humbly, according to both Niles and Jeremiah he wasn’t supposed to count his knot or the pointy thing at the tip when he was comparing to a regular dick, which didn’t leave him a whole lot of rocket power after making those mental deductions. But Niles was bigger than him even [i]with[/i] Ian's extra canid stuff and his skunk friend Jeremiah knew [i]everything[/i] about dicks, so Ian couldn’t think of why they would lie about it.\n\n“Looks big enough to me, dude,” Derrick gave Ian’s neck a delicate lick that the younger boy whine shamelessly.\n\n“I-it’s w-working a lot faster than wh-when I do it on my own,” Ian’s teeth chattered together lightly. He wished he’d pawed off more recently than six days ago, his balls were starting to uncomfortably throb, and worse, what if he actually [i]came[/i] and there was a [i]ton[/i] of it and Derrick thought he was [i]gross[/i] and whatnot? Even when his nuts [i]weren’t[/i] backed up, he was always way more… leaky than the pawful of guys he’d fooled around with, and he was a [i]lot[/i] more productive when he finished, not that anyone ever stuck around to see it.\n\n“What’s got you all nervous, dude? C’mon, you were just starting to relax a little,” Derrick started ending his paw strokes against the thick waistband of Ian’s undies, nudging the purple elastic down and exposing the slight rise of Ian’s lightly furred pubic mound.\n\n“I w-was j-just thinking that n-nobody’s ever w-watched m-m-me y’know, while I’m like, c-cumming,” Ian’s leg started involuntarily kicking while he stammered out his reply, “Or like y’kn-know wanted to huff s-see my like, dick and whatnot.”\n\n“I bet you’re hot as hell when you bust a nut,” Derrick’s smoky voice against his throat made Ian dig his nails into the couch, he also decided that if Derrick thought it was true then it [i]must be true[/i].\n\n“I-I dunno a-about th-that,” Ian shivered again, this time at the feeling of his pointed cock tip sliding between his smooth fur and slick underwear until it poked against the band of his underwear.\n\n“You’re leaking kind of a lot,” Derrick idly commented while his free paw deftly swiped at the growing damp spot on the front of Ian’s underwear, too lightly for even Ian’s sensitive erection to feel, then licked his finger. Ian involuntarily bumped his hips and moaned at the sight.\n\n“I-it’s n-not w-weird is it?” Ian couldn't help asking, although he didn’t think his cool, older friend would have licked some of his clear Stuff off his finger if he thought it was gross.\n\n“Nah dude, it’s hot as fuck when canid boys get all leaky while they’re horny.”\n\n“C-could I l-lay down?” Ian chattered, his whole body was spasming randomly and his tail was wagging unevenly, laying on his back seemed like it might help.\n\n“Sure, stretch on out, dude. You wanna rest your head in my lap?” Derrick asked.\n\nHe nodded and Derrick helped him to stretch out sideways, which got a panting whine from Ian. The gentle way Derrick held his shoulders while he stretched out and laid the back of his head against one of the dire wolf’s large, warm thighs made Ian’s belly feel even weirder than the steady brushing.\n\n“My head’s not uh, like, y’know, crushing you, is it? Like y’know, your dick and such?” Ian asked shyly, he had been so caught up in the sensations from his belly rub that he hadn’t even considered that the dire wolf probably had a raging hard-on of his own.\n\n“Nah, my meat’s tucked down the other leg,” Derrick dropped him a grinning wink. Before he could think of an appropriate response, Ian’s vision briefly went dim and filled with stars. The dire wolf was stroking his tummy fur with both paws, slowly, easily, and much better than Ian himself could have done with his own shaky hands.\n\n“[i]Haaah aaah[/i]! D-Derrick!” Ian moaned. Once his vision returned he looked up at the dire wolf, Derrick's slight smile made his jutting canines look even bigger.\n\n“Yeah dude, just go with it,” although Derrick seemed to sense that two paws was one paw too many for the herding boy and moved his left hand to Ian’s forehead. He began to stroke Ian’s headfur and lightly scratched behind his ears.\n\nIan whined at a sudden unpleasant stinging that somehow managed to be oddly pleasurable at the same time. Usually his knot took [i]way[/i] longer to start growing, and it was still stuck in Ian's already slightly undersized sheath. According to his older brother, it wasn’t a great idea to let that happen and it could be real uncomfortable if you let your knot get too big to pop out, except Ian was [i]also[/i] worried that he might end things too fast by touching himself.\n\n“You ok? That didn’t sound like a happy noise,” Derrick stopped his paw and rested the tips of his fingers right against Ian’s waistband. Ian tried to catch his breath during the startling sudden absence of sensation.\n\n“Yeah,” Ian panted, the entire front of his underwear was soaked through with pre-cum and his bulge, although still modest overall, was now much larger than it had been and twitched gently in time to his heartbeat. \n“Just gotta um, y'know like, like uh, [i]adjust[/i] myself and whatnot.”\n\nDerrick leaned forward slightly, “Go ahead, whip it out, if you want. Unless being in your undies is part of it I guess, or if you don’t want me to see it.”\n\n“O-oh yeah! I guess I could,” Ian agreed, heart fluttery at Derrick’s obvious interest in his boner, “But it’s uh, not my underwear, it’s like y’know, uh… sheath business.”\n\n“Ooo,” Derrick scratched Ian’s semi-permanently floppy right ear and the cattle teen let out a barking series of giggles, Derek then scratched Ian’s cheek and the cattle dog pressed his face against his paw.\n\n“You gotta do some like, red rocket science?” Derrick asked.\n\nIan nodded happily, he decided he didn’t mind his dick being called a red rocket if it was Derrick calling it that.\n\n“It just might like, look a little like, [i]weird[/i], at first,” Ian warned. Derrick just watched intently.\nIan lifted his butt off the couch then shimmied his jeans and underwear down around his thighs, his gleaming red penis' blunt head with its pointy, pre spurting tip and its smooth, cigar shaped shaft jutted out into the cool air of Derrick’s living room at a slightly upward angle. Below the shaft, his fuzzy sheath was bulged out to nearly tennis ball size, the delicate skin where his fur stopped at the sheath's opening looked dry and shiny, and was an angry red instead of its usual wet, soft pink color.\n\nDerrick hissed through his teeth, “Shit dude, I’m sorry, I forgot some of them don’t like, automatically pop out.”\n\n“It’s… ok,” Ian panted, worried that just having the older teen [i]looking[/i] at him might be enough to set him off, “It usually does but I think I got like, hard too fast.”\n\n“Can you uh, get it out? We could take a break for awhile. I think we’ve got an ice pack somewhere,” Derrick said seriously. Ian grinned again at how worried the older boy sounded, he could maybe get used to being the center of attention.\n\n“It’s ok, it’s not all the way like, inflated and whatnot, I might uh, y’know, finish though if I touch it,\" Ian's one standing ear folded back in embarrassment.\n\n“You want me to do it? Like only if you think I won’t hurt anything, but I’ve uh, helped out a friend with it once before.”\n\n“Just um, it’s [i]really[/i] sensitive,” Ian said with nervous understatement.\n\nDerrick’s paw moved from the silky patch of pubic fur to hovering over the bulge of Ian’s sheath. His large paw easily covered even the almost totally inflated lump of Ian’s knot. Ian panted at the light touch of Derrick’s thumb and forefinger pads lightly pressing against his over-sensitive, tightly stretched sheath against the hardening knot beneath. Derrick held his other paw’s index finger under the small point at the end of Ian’s cock, letting it dribble clear canine pre onto the pink pad for a few seconds.\n\n“What are you - [i]haaaahaaahh[/i],” Ian arched his back as the dire wolf smeared the stretched opening of his sheath with the cattle dog's own pre in one smooth movement; a cloudy mix of pre with a little bit of edged out cum spattered onto Ian’s lower belly from the intense sensation, and with again with a hard involuntary throb from his cock at the even more intense feeling of his knot sliding free and popping out into open air with the softest of tugs from Derrick’s fingers. Ian’s balls clenched and tingled, but he didn't have any trouble keeping himself from loudly shooting all over Derrick’s big paws, it had been too much sensation and he’d briefly lost the ability to do much of anything anything.\n\nHe lay there panting and grinning up at Derrick who smiled back and stroked his hair.\n“Better?”\n\nIan nodded enthusiastically, “You could like, touch my y’know, [i]tummy[/i] again, if you wanted.”\n\nDerrick’s slight smile turned wolfish and Ian let out a surprised, strangled yelp in response to the single finger the dire teen stroked through his fur. Followed by a howl-moan when Derrick rubbed his floppy ear between thumb and forefinger.\n\n“You’re a sensitive little dude,” Derrick’s breathing seemed to have sped up as well, “You got some stamina though.”\n\nDerrick switched back to stroking Ian's tummy with his entire paw and Ian grabbed his free arm and shakily pulled it away from his ears. Unaware he was even going to do it until it had already happened, Ian wrapped both of his paws around the dire wolf’s thick wrist and pulled his hand down to his mouth.\n\n“Oh fuck,” Derrick let his breath out in a ragged gasp as Ian sucked on his still pre-cum slick index and middle fingers. Ian howled around the thick fingers in his mouth and jerked his hips, spraying an arc of pre from his bobbing dick that pattered back down into his fur.\n\n“Oh whoa, Ian,” Derrick panted with a slight unsteadiness in his voice made Ian indescribably happy at being the cause of it, “You gonna cum for me, dude?”\n\nIan nodded and bobbed his head slightly while he sucked on the first joints of Derrick’s fingers, all his senses felt crosswired and the dire wolf couldn’t have been more sure to get him off if he had been sucking Ian off and lightly tugging on his knot. The mental image of which made Ian gasp and his small ballsack drew tightly against his body as the inevitable and unstoppable tingling begind his nuts and under his tail rapidly arced into a wild electrical storm of sensation through his entire body, but which seemed to be strongest right below his belly button and at the base of his now fully engorged and completely hard knot.\n\n“[i]Mm Aah... ahh mmmff... aaaah MMMFF... AAaaAAAwooooOOooo[/i],” Ian’s primal howl was slightly muffled by the dire wolf fingers in his mouth. Derrick’s paw maintained a steady, if slightly shaky pace now, stroking down into the small fleecy patch of soft pubic fluff just above Ian’s retracted sheath.\n\nUnable to hold back against the breaking tide of his orgasm as it washed over him, the cattle dog boy jabbed the air with his slick crimson cock, thrusting his hips off the couch once, twice… on his third upward hump Ian clenched his eyes shut, his toes curled, his floppy right ear popped erect, and his entire penis throbbed from knot to tip for what felt like several very long seconds as it firehosed out a powerful stream of watery canine cum that painted Ian's shirt, exposed belly, his light pubic fuzz, and Derrick’s paw. Ian thrust again and a shorter, but even harder spasm ran through him once more, and a second, this time a much thicker rope of cum gouted out into a low arc and splattered against Ian’s chin and the olive drab shemaugh tied around his neck. Hit with a shudder that ran from his toes to the tips of his ears, Ian involuntarily bit down on the spit slimed fingers in his mouth, Derrick yelped, mostly from surprise, and tried to pull his hand back.\n\nUnable to even make an attempt at controlling his clenching muscles, Ian looked up at the dire wolf with pleading eyes as his orgasm finally ran its course with a third, weaker dribble of thick cattle dog cum from the bobbing tip of his fully erect rocket that ran down onto Derrick's right paw and Ian's nearly bare pubic mound. Finally able to issue commands to his body again, Ian relaxed his jaw and Derrick gingerly slid his finger tips out of his mouth.\n\nRelief instantly flooded the teenager’s hormone sodden body, Ian flopped his head back against Derrick’s thigh, panting with his thick red-pink tongue dangling from his mouth.\n\n“Holy [i]fuck[/i], Ian,” Derrick panted, still automatically petting Ian’s heaving tummy.\n“S-sorry I bit you,” Ian blushed and smiled bashfully after Derrick waved off his apology, “F-frick, I can’t believe there was so much.”\n\n“Don’t worry about it, dude, I know you couldn’t help it,\" Derrick said as he petted Ian's headfur with the hand not coated in the dregs of the thirteen-year old's fluffy, spotted nuts.\n\n“I got uh, cum and whatnot on your couch,” Ian looked around in a daze, both his whole front side and the couch cushion next to him was streaked with his own cooling fluids.\n\n“Don’t worry about it, it’s probably not the first time this couch has been caught in the crossfire, dude. I’ll clean it up before my parents get home on Monday.”\n\nIan hugged Derrick’s arm, stopping the almost imperceptible stroking of the lowest part of his stomach, “It’s a little too like, sensitive or whatever right now.”\n\n“Belly pets are closed for business, gotcha.\"\n\n\"Your paw got kinda y'know like, sticky,\" Ian tugged on Derrick's other wrist and brought his other large paw closer to his face and looked curiously at his new, thicker cum that coated the finger pads and knuckles of Derrick's furred hand.\n\n\"It might be quicker to point out the places you didn't hose down,\" Derrick shook his head in disbelief, \"that was more than I've seen come out of multiple people at the same time.\"\n\nIan nodded contently, \"And this stuff is like, different and whatnot. Y'know like, thicker.\"\n\nBefore Derrick could respond Ian pulled the relaxed paw closer and dragged his long, wet tongue from the soft, pink pads to the inside of Derrick's wrist where his arm fur started to thicken. Ian let out a soft, almost sighing moan and the trickle of clear fluid still pulsing from the tip of his still totally hard cock increased in frequency. What he had started thinking of as his 'grown-up cum' was way stronger tasting than the usual torrent of thin, cloudy dog cum he normally produced.\n\nIan heard Derrick's breath catch in his throat when he licked his paw again. Even better when Ian turned his paw over and thoroughly cleaned off the back, Derrick closed his eyes and his breathing got really hard. Ian sucked the dire wolf's fingertips clean and then looked up at Derrick with a huge, dorky grin on his face and his tail wagging.\n\nDerrick smiled back without saying anything, then started to lean forward before apparently thinking better of it, then finally leaned down and kissed Ian softly on the mouth, albeit upside down, startling the panting, sweaty dog boy.\n\n“You’re cute as hell, dude,\" Derrick said as he sat back up. Ian noted happily that the dire wolf's tan and silver snout and ears all looked slightly flushed.\n\nIan's grin broadened and his tail slapped down against the front of the couch, “I’m also like, as sleepy as I am cute I guess, ‘cause I could totally just fall asleep right now.”\n\nWhich [i]was[/i] extremely true, but Ian also had a vague and formless fear that getting up from the couch would mean breaking whatever spell had made this afternoon happen like it did.\n\nDerrick looked oddly shy for a moment, “You don’t wanna get like, cleaned up? That’s a lot of puppy batter to end up having to comb out of your fur.”\n\n“Oh yeah,” Ian let out another of his barking laughs, “Also that’s gross.”\n\n“Puppies out here shootin’ puppy batter,” Derrick said cryptically then shrugged, the older dire wolf still seeming quite ill at ease.\n\n“I’m not a puppy,” Ian said with a mock serious scowl, right before his unstable right ear, still perked up from having his knot and sheath so adroitly handled earlier, flopped down with perfect comedic timing.\n\nIan grinned sheepishly, he usually hated his malfunctioning right ear so much that teasing him about it was the one and only thing that could get him angry and arguing with his older brother. Ian [i]knew[/i] it made him look like some dumb, doofy kid, and right now while that was still probably true he just couldn't seem to care.\n\n“Nah, you’re not, that was a real grown up, alpha pack leader of a nut you busted,” Derrick ruffled Ian’s headfur again.\n\n“I guess I [i]should[/i] probably take a shower and whatnot,” Ian sat up and looked in distaste at the slimy streaks and blotches on his shirt and scarf. \n\n“You can borrow one of Dylan’s shirts,” Derrrick said and then paused, “You want uh, any help getting cleaned up?”\n\nIan blinked, usually this was the part where he got told he was cool finishing himself off, right? Or someone had a panic attack, or it was most probably time for him to go home. He had just assumed Derrick hadn’t wanted a sweaty, cum soaked dork falling asleep on his leg.\n\n“Sure!” Ian hugged Derrick tightly around his broad, leanly muscled midsection and buried his snout in the chest ruff overflowing Derrick’s SAN TEJON BADGER KNIGHTS PRIDE t-shirt. The musky smell of deodorant and horny older canine teenager in Derrick’s chest fur made him feel light-headed, and made his tender, still leaking erection twitch against his slick belly fur.\n\n“Ah dude, you’re getting me all… [i]sticky[/i],” Derrick laughed and hugged the younger dog back.\n\n“Now [i]you[/i] gotta take a shower,” Ian said, looking up at Derrick seriously from his chest.\n\n“Hey dude, there’s a drought going on right now and you wanna take [i]two[/i] showers? That's a lotta water, bro.”\n\n“Oh jeez, I guess I should just shower at home and whatnot,” Ian said sadly, although his tail continued its furious wagging.\n\n“I mean, I [i]guess[/i] we could like, [i]both[/i] shower at the same time,” Derrick said with exaggerated consideration of the idea.\n\n“I've never like, showered with anyone before, but if it's to y’know, save water and whatnot.\"\n\nDerrick grinned back at him and suddenly Ian was on the receiving end of his first Real Kiss, as he instantly decided all of his fumbling attempts to get Sascha to kiss him back were retroactively to be declared as kissing practice and thus, Not Real. Ian’s tail wagged as he let the older dire wolf thoroughly kiss him, although he was slightly disappointed that Derrick hadn’t tried using any tongue. \n[i]Still counts[/i], he thought with glowing satisfaction in his chest.\n\nDerrick stood up and Ian's ears prickled with heat on seeing the older canine's seemingly very [i]proportional[/i] hard-on outlined in the dark blue denim covering the inside of his right thigh. He realized in all his excitement he'd completely forgotten that the dire wolf might [i]also[/i] be slightly horned up.\n\n“C’mon dude, let’s go before we have to shave your fur or something.” \n\n[b]--End Chapter One--[/b]\n\n[b]--Afterword--[/b]\n\nAn afterword? In [i]my[/i] blushy teen spicy fiction? It's most probably more likely than you think even!\n\nWell, that was certainly a thrilling belly rub, wasn't it? Ol' Ian sure does know how to blunder on in to a horny situation without any idea of how he got there or where he's going.\n\nHopefully you liked this insecure, slightly chubby little ball of scarf wearing hipster fluff and his huge, studly new dire friend. Will Ian and Derrick make it all the way to the shower together? How will Ian's brother Casey feel about his difficult little doggo bro getting special pants-off tummy rubs from his mortal enemy? Exactly how clueless [i]is[/i] Ian about non-canine weiners? Will we ever meet Sascha the Shy Samoyed? Where are all the [i]other[/i] cute boys at? Is Casey as hot as he sounds? Find out in ...[b]Chapter Two: Extenuating Circlestances[/b]\n\n[b]--Other Works Written by--[/b]\nA. H. Yeenobotham\n\n[i][b]Les Liaisons Yeengereuses[/b][/i]\nEveryone is excited when it's announced that this year's annual STHS 9th Grade Annual Field Trip will be to the San Tejon District Municipal Water Treatment Plant and Water Quality Testing Lab, none more so than Popular But Shy And Also Smart hyena author, Alrich Yeneobotham. But when a squad of time-traveling Nazi Foxxo Waffen-SS Kommandos take the STDMWTP&WQTL hostage and summon [i]Mictlāntēcutli[/i], A Scary God of Death, only Alrich and his entirely platonic badger best friend Brady can save the field trip!\nA thrilling tale of twin-pawed, Nazi punching, blushy best friend action. (Warning most probably has: [s]sw**r[/s] words; longing best friend glances; explicit descriptions of industrial water purification)\nAvailable Wherever Fine Anthro Teen Literature Is Found (Also if anyone knows where that is I need to know asking for friend!)\n\n\nThanks for reading!\n\n[C} Copyright MMxx, \nYeen-o-Tone Moving Pictures Company\nAll Rights Most Probably Reserved (sorry!)", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Intro: Prelude to A Belly Rub

One rainy, miserable Fall Saturday, Ian McDoggle, a thirteen-year old cattle dog, is driven by sheer boredom to try and arrange the retrieval of his S-MEGAMA SYSTEM® that he had loaned to Dylan, an excitable dire wolf classmate nearly a month ago after he had talked Ian into loaning him his prized vintage video game console by sheer, loud persistence.

While his plans are nearly derailed before he's even started once he texts his dire wolf classmate and learns that Dylan and his parents are out of town, there is at least a glimmer of hope when Dylan mentions that his older brother is still at home.

Except that Ian nearly stays home just on general principles, for several years there has been some kind of bad blood between his and Dylan's older brothers - formerly the best of friends several years before - they are now mortal enemies. Ian knows very little about why, it's not something Casey will talk about, but he does know that if Casey doesn't like Derrick, then he doesn't like Derrick either.

However, after some quick mental gymnastics by the bored herding dog, Ian decides he doesn't want his precious console in the hands of some sort of Casey hating monster and the best thing to do would definitely be to go.

As Ian walks up to the Diaz house,, the rain intensifies and he's forced to seek shelter with The Enemy... only to find that the huge sixteen-year old dire wolf is actually kind of great and, even better, he seems to really like hanging out with Ian. The cattle dog teenager is reluctant to go home even after the rain slackens, particularly when Derrick offers to order pizza if he wants to hang out.

As we approach our Complicated canine protagonist and his new, sixteen-year old, dagger-tusked, new friend, the subject has just turned to that most beloved of all teenage topics: Doin' It and Sex Stuff. Although his real world experience with other boys is very limited - and with the opposite sex non-existent - Ian answers his new friend's questions without hesitation.

--Chapter One: Center of Attention--

“Well, I’ve definitely done like, y'know oral and whatnot. And like, jacked other guys off or whatever, but y’know it was like hot, not just friend stuff,” Ian clarified fussily.

Derrick thought it made the roly-poly hipster herding dog look like a particularly young college professor.

“I was going to let Sascha y’know, go all poggers this one time and I guess like, frick my butt and whatnot, but he got nervous at the last minute,” Ian lied, "Sasch is super lame, but I mean he’s kinda cute I guess. But he’s like, hella nervous about sex and junk.”

“Not you though?” Derrick wryly teased the spotted teenager.

Ian blushed slightly, “Ok, maybe I got a little nervous, only 'cause I usually like to really prepare for stuff and do like, research and junk. Like I guess if you're both dudes you’re supposed to use like, lube and whatnot?”

“What did you like better of the two you’ve tried?” Derrick asked, keeping his tone light.

“As long as they’re not a frickin' jerk about it, I really like y’know, sucking dicks I guess? I dunno why really. Like, maybe the challenge? Like, I can always get dudes off with my paws,” Ian continued in his scholarly tone and held up his small, freckled paws and wiggled his blunt fingers. That part was true, although it was technically only a sample size of two.

“Nah, nah, which do you like better being done to you?” Derrick clarified.

Ian looked confused, “Oh uh, I’ve never actually had a blowjob and whatnot. Yet, I mean! Sascha always freaks out and like, has a panic attack. And Niles is a frickin' butthole and won't even use his paw after I suck his dick, 'cause he says only girls should give blowjobs, and –“

“What kind of stuff do you think you like then?” Derrick interrupted and put his large arm around the smaller dog’s shoulders. Ian was stoutly built but was absolutely dwarfed when compared to the sixteen-year old dire wolf. One of Ian’s flopped over ears perked up and he smiled shyly. In response, Derrick put a huge paw on Ian’s jean covered thigh.

“Well um, it’s a little embarrassing and junk,” the ironic, bored voice that Ian usually affected became less certain with each word he spoke.

“You don’t gotta be embarrassed. I mean, I get it if you don’t wanna say, I was just curious," Derrick shrugged.

“It’s ok, it’s just y’know, a little weird and whatnot. Like, 'cause it's not blowjobs or handies or whatever and I dunno uh, what you would call it I guess. You won’t tell anybody right? Like not um, y’know, your brother?”

“Dylan? Nah, that little dork is horned up enough without hearing stuff like that from me,” Derrick moved slightly closer and hugged the cattle dog boy to his side.

Ian couldn’t believe such a chill, older dude was so clearly into him; and he hadn’t even told him about his vinyl collection, or his vintage cassettes, or his posters, or how great his brother
was yet! Ian made a mental note to not do that last thing, unless he and Derrick were having A Moment, and he could as if Derrick Wanted To Talk About It. Ian's tail started to wag against the back of the couch, maybe he could even patch up their friendship!

Derrick looked down at him expectantly and Ian took a deep breath, it wasn't like his thing was that embarrassing, except for kind of sounding like some weird kink he'd picked up as a puppy.
“Well... sometimes I um, get y’know, really hard if I uh, stroke my tum-, err, my y’know, stomach and whatnot,” Ian blushed at his slip.

“Like, sometimes I think I might even be able to y’know, cum from it or whatever,” Ian finished with a dull pink blush on his white-furred cheeks. That was the embarrassing part, every canine boy had probably enjoyed getting tummy scratches a little bit too much a time or two in their lives, but Ian had never heard of anything like what he had.

“Aww, you can call it your tummy, dude, it’s cute,” Derrick ran his paw over the slight rise of Ian’s belly and slipped a short clawtip beneath the black edge of Ian’s THRASH URINATION shirt, “You wanna find out if you can?”

“Yeah no, that would be y’know, chill,” Ian’s voice broke on the final word, rising and falling across several octaves.
"Just like, be um..." he nearly said 'gentle', which would definitely make him sound like a scared puppy, which he definitely wasn't!

"Careful?" Derrick asked with a slight smile. Ian nodded.

Ian hesitantly lifted his shirt up to his chest, exposing his fluffy, black and white spotted belly, still slightly padded out with puppy fat. He didn’t think he was cute at all, really. It didn’t seem to matter how many sit-ups he did (current record: 16) but he wasn’t even close to having cut abs like his older brother Casey.

“Like this?” Derrick lightly scritched against the grain of his fur, from Ian’s canvas belt all the way up to the edge of his shirt, just below his ribs. Ian whined and kicked his leg out involuntarily.

Even if he was pawing off by himself, Ian didn’t usually try and do the thing with his tummy anymore, unless he was feeling really experimental. Partly because it usually felt a little too intense, and partly out of worry that if he did it too much it might start to happen with all types of stomach touches, and then what if Casey or whoever gave him a friendly, brisk little brother belly-rub only to find out Ian had pitched a gross pup tent in his jeans? It was the stuff of Ian's nightmares.

“That haah feels real nice, and uhh whatnot, but you gotta do it like, a special way.”

Ian tentatively grabbed Derrick’s huge paw with both of his much smaller ones and brought it back to right below his sternum.

“Leave your fingers kind of like, relaxed I guess?” Ian’s breath sped up as he talked. He felt way more nervous than he ever had with either Sascha or Niles, and they both still had their pants on.

“Like this?” Derrick let his paw hang limp.

“Mm, curl them a little bit, then go with the fur I guess, but like, drag them through it too, you gotta like, just touch the skin with your clawtips.”

Ian dragged the dire wolf's long, thick fingers down through his silky belly coat, Derrick's neatly trimmed claws skated lightly against the soft, mottled skin of Ian's abdomen. Ian instantly began moaning loudly enough that he clapped one paw over his mouth, unable to stop until Derrick's paw came to a rest against the top of his belt.

“S-sorry, I’ve n-never had anyone else do it before, at least y-y'kn-know, not on purpose!"

“That's ok, you can be loud," Derrick asked softly into Ian's perky left ear,"Gettin' hard?”

“N-not yet, it t-takes a little bit,” Ian stammered, although his sheath was already feeling tighter. Derrick moved his paw back up and stroked slightly to the right of where he’d been before, leaving four more neat furrows all the way down through Ian’s speckled belly fur. The young dog teen’s stomach rapidly rose and fell as his breathing sped up.

“Good?” Derrick asked while he casually undid the smaller boy’s belt and the buttons on his fly. Ian bit his lower lip. Holy frick, he’s so cool about everything, he thought wildly.

“Y-yeah, y-you can whine m-move your paw around,” Ian felt like a total dork, stammering and blushing like he was Alrik or something. He wasn’t used to someone paying attention to him though, and, he had to admit, Derrick was extremely hot, and tall, and older, and his low voice against his ear had made Ian's small nipples get hard and his guts feel weird.

At least he had worn his cutest, most mature underwear just in case something like this were to happen. Although he had given himself only the narrowest of odds that Derrick would even give him back the vintage S-MEGAMA SMEGA-32 BIT SYSTEM and cartridges Ian had loaned to his younger brother.

Derrick let the denim flaps of Ian’s fly fall away, exposing black and purple, heart and crossbones patterned boxer-briefs that clung to the modest bulge of his sheath, and were ever so slightly stretched around the little bit of his penis that had slid free so far.

“Cute undies,” Derrick was so close to Ian’s ear he felt the dire wolf’s warm lips brush against it. Derrick’s free paw settled onto Ian’s thigh again and idly ran up and down the soft fabric of the leg of his undies. Ian let out his breath in a shaky breath.

“D-Dylan s-said dire wolves haah don’t ever have like, sh-sheaths or uh, y’know… whatnot,” Ian scrambled for the appropriate word to describe his canid-form equipment without sounding like a total dorklord.

“Red rockets?” Derrick asked with a raised eyebrow. Ian winced slightly, it was what most everyone called them, and he supposed it was better than calling it his dog dork or ugh, his lipstick tube.

“Nah, but I’ve got buddies that have ‘em, it’s no big deal. I think it’s clutch that you got a knot and everything,” Derrick said easily, his gentle downward stroking never stopping.

Ian relaxed a little, he wasn't sure why he’d been so suddenly worried about having less common boy parts, it wasn’t like he didn’t know other guys at school with the same below the belt setup, but he’d also never had anybody who seemed so interested in his body before either. He only relaxed a little bit though, it was impossible to fully calm down when it felt like each strand of fur brushed by the dire wolf’s paw was connected to the base of his balls by a live wire. He frantically reminded himself to start calling things he liked ‘clutch’ from now on, before falling into a shaky trance from the older canine’s gentle petting.

“You can tell me if you want me to do something else,” Derrick rubbed his snout against Ian’s neck and the cattle dog let out a high pitched yip. Ian shook his head, not even worried about embarrassing himself anymore, the dire wolf’s big paw and rhythmic pets were all he wanted right now.
Holy frick, Ian thought again, he’s so clutch at this.

Derrick rubbed his nose and forehead against the side of Ian’s shemaugh covered neck and rested his chin on Ian's shoulder while he watched the clingy fabric of the dog teen’s underwear slowly bulge outwards.

“Goddamn look at that big cattle dog cock,” Derrick said in a low, husky voice.

“It’s n-not that big,” Ian stammered humbly,  according to both Niles and Jeremiah he wasn’t supposed to count his knot or the pointy thing at the tip when he was comparing to a regular dick, which didn’t leave him a whole lot of rocket power after making those mental deductions. But Niles was bigger than him even with Ian's extra canid stuff and his skunk friend Jeremiah knew everything about dicks, so Ian couldn’t think of why they would lie about it.

“Looks big enough to me, dude,” Derrick gave Ian’s neck a delicate lick that the younger boy whine shamelessly.

“I-it’s w-working a lot faster than wh-when I do it on my own,” Ian’s teeth chattered together lightly. He wished he’d pawed off more recently than six days ago, his balls were starting to uncomfortably throb, and worse, what if he actually came and there was a ton of it and Derrick thought he was gross and whatnot? Even when his nuts weren’t backed up, he was always way more… leaky than the pawful of guys he’d fooled around with, and he was a lot more productive when he finished, not that anyone ever stuck around to see it.

“What’s got you all nervous, dude? C’mon, you were just starting to relax a little,” Derrick started ending his paw strokes against the thick waistband of Ian’s undies, nudging the purple elastic down and exposing the slight rise of Ian’s lightly furred pubic mound.

“I w-was j-just thinking that n-nobody’s ever w-watched m-m-me y’know, while I’m like, c-cumming,” Ian’s leg started involuntarily kicking while he stammered out his reply, “Or like y’kn-know wanted to huff s-see my like, dick and whatnot.”

“I bet you’re hot as hell when you bust a nut,” Derrick’s smoky voice against his throat made Ian dig his nails into the couch, he also decided that if Derrick thought it was true then it must be true.

“I-I dunno a-about th-that,” Ian shivered again, this time at the feeling of his pointed cock tip sliding between his smooth fur and slick underwear until it poked against the band of his underwear.

“You’re leaking kind of a lot,” Derrick idly commented while his free paw deftly swiped at the growing damp spot on the front of Ian’s underwear, too lightly for even Ian’s sensitive erection to feel, then licked his finger. Ian involuntarily bumped his hips and moaned at the sight.

“I-it’s n-not w-weird is it?” Ian couldn't help asking, although he didn’t think his cool, older friend would have licked some of his clear Stuff off his finger if he thought it was gross.

“Nah dude, it’s hot as fuck when canid boys get all leaky while they’re horny.”

“C-could I l-lay down?” Ian chattered, his whole body was spasming randomly and his tail was wagging unevenly, laying on his back seemed like it might help.

“Sure, stretch on out, dude. You wanna rest your head in my lap?” Derrick asked.

He nodded and Derrick helped him to stretch out sideways, which got a panting whine from Ian. The gentle way Derrick held his shoulders while he stretched out and laid the back of his head against one of the dire wolf’s large, warm thighs made Ian’s belly feel even weirder than the steady brushing.

“My head’s not uh, like, y’know, crushing you, is it? Like y’know, your dick and such?” Ian asked shyly, he had been so caught up in the sensations from his belly rub that he hadn’t even considered that the dire wolf probably had a raging hard-on of his own.

“Nah, my meat’s tucked down the other leg,” Derrick dropped him a grinning wink. Before he could think of an appropriate response, Ian’s vision briefly went dim and filled with stars. The dire wolf was stroking his tummy fur with both paws, slowly, easily, and much better than Ian himself could have done with his own shaky hands.

“Haaah aaah! D-Derrick!” Ian moaned. Once his vision returned he looked up at the dire wolf, Derrick's slight smile made his jutting canines look even bigger.

“Yeah dude, just go with it,” although Derrick seemed to sense that two paws was one paw too many for the herding boy and moved his left hand to Ian’s forehead. He began to stroke Ian’s headfur and lightly scratched behind his ears.

Ian whined at a sudden unpleasant stinging that somehow managed to be oddly pleasurable at the same time. Usually his knot took way longer to start growing, and it was still stuck in Ian's already slightly undersized sheath. According to his older brother, it wasn’t a great idea to let that happen and it could be real uncomfortable if you let your knot get too big to pop out, except Ian was also worried that he might end things too fast by touching himself.

“You ok? That didn’t sound like a happy noise,” Derrick stopped his paw and rested the tips of his fingers right against Ian’s waistband. Ian tried to catch his breath during the startling sudden absence of sensation.

“Yeah,” Ian panted, the entire front of his underwear was soaked through with pre-cum and his bulge, although still modest overall, was now much larger than it had been and twitched gently in time to his heartbeat.
“Just gotta um, y'know like, like uh, adjust myself and whatnot.”

Derrick leaned forward slightly, “Go ahead, whip it out, if you want. Unless being in your undies is part of it I guess, or if you don’t want me to see it.”

“O-oh yeah! I guess I could,” Ian agreed, heart fluttery at Derrick’s obvious interest in his boner, “But it’s uh, not my underwear, it’s like y’know, uh… sheath business.”

“Ooo,” Derrick scratched Ian’s semi-permanently floppy right ear and the cattle teen let out a barking series of giggles, Derek then scratched Ian’s cheek and the cattle dog pressed his face against his paw.

“You gotta do some like, red rocket science?” Derrick asked.

Ian nodded happily, he decided he didn’t mind his dick being called a red rocket if it was Derrick calling it that.

“It just might like, look a little like, weird, at first,” Ian warned. Derrick just watched intently.
Ian lifted his butt off the couch then shimmied his jeans and underwear down around his thighs, his gleaming red penis' blunt head with its pointy, pre spurting tip and its smooth, cigar shaped shaft jutted out into the cool air of Derrick’s living room at a slightly upward angle. Below the shaft, his fuzzy sheath was bulged out to nearly tennis ball size, the delicate skin where his fur stopped at the sheath's opening looked dry and shiny, and was an angry red instead of its usual wet, soft pink color.

Derrick hissed through his teeth, “Shit dude, I’m sorry, I forgot some of them don’t like, automatically pop out.”

“It’s… ok,” Ian panted, worried that just having the older teen looking at him might be enough to set him off, “It usually does but I think I got like, hard too fast.”

“Can you uh, get it out? We could take a break for awhile. I think we’ve got an ice pack somewhere,” Derrick said seriously. Ian grinned again at how worried the older boy sounded, he could maybe get used to being the center of attention.

“It’s ok, it’s not all the way like, inflated and whatnot, I might uh, y’know, finish though if I touch it," Ian's one standing ear folded back in embarrassment.

“You want me to do it? Like only if you think I won’t hurt anything, but I’ve uh, helped out a friend with it once before.”

“Just um, it’s really sensitive,” Ian said with nervous understatement.

Derrick’s paw moved from the silky patch of pubic fur to hovering over the bulge of Ian’s sheath. His large paw easily covered even the almost totally inflated lump of Ian’s knot. Ian panted at the light touch of Derrick’s thumb and forefinger pads lightly pressing against his over-sensitive, tightly stretched sheath against the hardening knot beneath. Derrick held his other paw’s index finger under the small point at the end of Ian’s cock, letting it dribble clear canine pre onto the pink pad for a few seconds.

“What are you - haaaahaaahh,” Ian arched his back as the dire wolf smeared the stretched opening of his sheath with the cattle dog's own pre in one smooth movement; a cloudy mix of pre with a little bit of edged out cum spattered onto Ian’s lower belly from the intense sensation, and with again with a hard involuntary throb from his cock at the even more intense feeling of his knot sliding free and popping out into open air with the softest of tugs from Derrick’s fingers. Ian’s balls clenched and tingled, but he didn't have any trouble keeping himself from loudly shooting all over Derrick’s big paws, it had been too much sensation and he’d briefly lost the ability to do much of anything anything.

He lay there panting and grinning up at Derrick who smiled back and stroked his hair.
“Better?”

Ian nodded enthusiastically, “You could like, touch my y’know, tummy again, if you wanted.”

Derrick’s slight smile turned wolfish and Ian let out a surprised, strangled yelp in response to the single finger the dire teen stroked through his fur. Followed by a howl-moan when Derrick rubbed his floppy ear between thumb and forefinger.

“You’re a sensitive little dude,” Derrick’s breathing seemed to have sped up as well, “You got some stamina though.”

Derrick switched back to stroking Ian's tummy with his entire paw and Ian grabbed his free arm and shakily pulled it away from his ears. Unaware he was even going to do it until it had already happened, Ian wrapped both of his paws around the dire wolf’s thick wrist and pulled his hand down to his mouth.

“Oh fuck,” Derrick let his breath out in a ragged gasp as Ian sucked on his still pre-cum slick index and middle fingers. Ian howled around the thick fingers in his mouth and jerked his hips, spraying an arc of pre from his bobbing dick that pattered back down into his fur.

“Oh whoa, Ian,” Derrick panted with a slight unsteadiness in his voice made Ian indescribably happy at being the cause of it, “You gonna cum for me, dude?”

Ian nodded and bobbed his head slightly while he sucked on the first joints of Derrick’s fingers, all his senses felt crosswired and the dire wolf couldn’t have been more sure to get him off if he had been sucking Ian off and lightly tugging on his knot. The mental image of which made Ian gasp and his small ballsack drew tightly against his body as the inevitable and unstoppable tingling begind his nuts and under his tail rapidly arced into a wild electrical storm of sensation through his entire body, but which seemed to be strongest right below his belly button and at the base of his now fully engorged and completely hard knot.

“Mm Aah... ahh mmmff... aaaah MMMFF... AAaaAAAwooooOOooo,” Ian’s primal howl was slightly muffled by the dire wolf fingers in his mouth. Derrick’s paw maintained a steady, if slightly shaky pace now, stroking down into the small fleecy patch of soft pubic fluff just above Ian’s retracted sheath.

Unable to hold back against the breaking tide of his orgasm as it washed over him, the cattle dog boy jabbed the air with his slick crimson cock, thrusting his hips off the couch once, twice… on his third upward hump Ian clenched his eyes shut, his toes curled, his floppy right ear popped erect, and his entire penis throbbed from knot to tip for what felt like several very long seconds as it firehosed out a powerful stream of watery canine cum that painted Ian's shirt, exposed belly, his light pubic fuzz, and Derrick’s paw. Ian thrust again and a shorter, but even harder spasm ran through him once more, and a second, this time a much thicker rope of cum gouted out into a low arc and splattered against Ian’s chin and the olive drab shemaugh tied around his neck. Hit with a shudder that ran from his toes to the tips of his ears, Ian involuntarily bit down on the spit slimed fingers in his mouth, Derrick yelped, mostly from surprise, and tried to pull his hand back.

Unable to even make an attempt at controlling his clenching muscles, Ian looked up at the dire wolf with pleading eyes as his orgasm finally ran its course with a third, weaker dribble of thick cattle dog cum from the bobbing tip of his fully erect rocket that ran down onto Derrick's right paw and Ian's nearly bare pubic mound. Finally able to issue commands to his body again, Ian relaxed his jaw and Derrick gingerly slid his finger tips out of his mouth.

Relief instantly flooded the teenager’s hormone sodden body, Ian flopped his head back against Derrick’s thigh, panting with his thick red-pink tongue dangling from his mouth.

“Holy fuck, Ian,” Derrick panted, still automatically petting Ian’s heaving tummy.
“S-sorry I bit you,” Ian blushed and smiled bashfully after Derrick waved off his apology, “F-frick, I can’t believe there was so much.”

“Don’t worry about it, dude, I know you couldn’t help it," Derrick said as he petted Ian's headfur with the hand not coated in the dregs of the thirteen-year old's fluffy, spotted nuts.

“I got uh, cum and whatnot on your couch,” Ian looked around in a daze, both his whole front side and the couch cushion next to him was streaked with his own cooling fluids.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s probably not the first time this couch has been caught in the crossfire, dude. I’ll clean it up before my parents get home on Monday.”

Ian hugged Derrick’s arm, stopping the almost imperceptible stroking of the lowest part of his stomach, “It’s a little too like, sensitive or whatever right now.”

“Belly pets are closed for business, gotcha."

"Your paw got kinda y'know like, sticky," Ian tugged on Derrick's other wrist and brought his other large paw closer to his face and looked curiously at his new, thicker cum that coated the finger pads and knuckles of Derrick's furred hand.

"It might be quicker to point out the places you didn't hose down," Derrick shook his head in disbelief, "that was more than I've seen come out of multiple people at the same time."

Ian nodded contently, "And this stuff is like, different and whatnot. Y'know like, thicker."

Before Derrick could respond Ian pulled the relaxed paw closer and dragged his long, wet tongue from the soft, pink pads to the inside of Derrick's wrist where his arm fur started to thicken. Ian let out a soft, almost sighing moan and the trickle of clear fluid still pulsing from the tip of his still totally hard cock increased in frequency. What he had started thinking of as his 'grown-up cum' was way stronger tasting than the usual torrent of thin, cloudy dog cum he   normally produced.

Ian heard Derrick's breath catch in his throat when he licked his paw again. Even better when Ian turned his paw over and thoroughly cleaned off the back, Derrick closed his eyes and his breathing got really hard. Ian sucked the dire wolf's fingertips clean and then looked up at Derrick with a huge, dorky grin on his face and his tail wagging.

Derrick smiled back without saying anything, then started to lean forward before apparently thinking better of it, then finally leaned down and kissed Ian softly on the mouth, albeit upside down, startling the panting, sweaty dog boy.

“You’re cute as hell, dude," Derrick said as he sat back up. Ian noted happily that the dire wolf's tan and silver snout and ears all looked slightly flushed.

Ian's grin broadened and his tail slapped down against the front of the couch, “I’m also like, as sleepy as I am cute I guess, ‘cause I could totally just fall asleep right now.”

Which was extremely true, but Ian also had a vague and formless fear that getting up from the couch would mean breaking whatever spell had made this afternoon happen like it did.

Derrick looked oddly shy for a moment, “You don’t wanna get like, cleaned up? That’s a lot of puppy batter to end up having to comb out of your fur.”

“Oh yeah,” Ian let out another of his barking laughs, “Also that’s gross.”

“Puppies out here shootin’ puppy batter,” Derrick said cryptically then shrugged, the older dire wolf still seeming quite ill at ease.

“I’m not a puppy,” Ian said with a mock serious scowl, right before his unstable right ear, still perked up from having his knot and sheath so adroitly handled earlier, flopped down with perfect comedic timing.

Ian grinned sheepishly, he usually hated his malfunctioning right ear so much that teasing him about it was the one and only thing that could get him angry and arguing with his older brother. Ian knew it made him look like some dumb, doofy kid, and right now while that was still probably true he just couldn't seem to care.

“Nah, you’re not, that was a real grown up, alpha pack leader of a nut you busted,” Derrick ruffled Ian’s headfur again.

“I guess I should probably take a shower and whatnot,” Ian sat up and looked in distaste at the slimy streaks and blotches on his shirt and scarf.

“You can borrow one of Dylan’s shirts,” Derrrick said and then paused, “You want uh, any help getting cleaned up?”

Ian blinked, usually this was the part where he got told he was cool finishing himself off, right? Or someone had a panic attack, or it was most probably time for him to go home. He had just assumed Derrick hadn’t wanted a sweaty, cum soaked dork falling asleep on his leg.

“Sure!” Ian hugged Derrick tightly around his broad, leanly muscled midsection and buried his snout in the chest ruff overflowing Derrick’s SAN TEJON BADGER KNIGHTS PRIDE t-shirt. The musky smell of deodorant and horny older canine teenager in Derrick’s chest fur made him feel light-headed, and made his tender, still leaking erection twitch against his slick belly fur.

“Ah dude, you’re getting me all… sticky,” Derrick laughed and hugged the younger dog back.

“Now you gotta take a shower,” Ian said, looking up at Derrick seriously from his chest.

“Hey dude, there’s a drought going on right now and you wanna take two showers? That's a lotta water, bro.”

“Oh jeez, I guess I should just shower at home and whatnot,” Ian said sadly, although his tail continued its furious wagging.

“I mean, I guess we could like, both shower at the same time,” Derrick said with exaggerated consideration of the idea.

“I've never like, showered with anyone before, but if it's to y’know, save water and whatnot."

Derrick grinned back at him and suddenly Ian was on the receiving end of his first Real Kiss, as he instantly decided all of his fumbling attempts to get Sascha to kiss him back were retroactively to be declared as kissing practice and thus, Not Real. Ian’s tail wagged as he let the older dire wolf thoroughly kiss him, although he was slightly disappointed that Derrick hadn’t tried using any tongue.
Still counts, he thought with glowing satisfaction in his chest.

Derrick stood up and Ian's ears prickled with heat on seeing the older canine's seemingly very proportional hard-on outlined in the dark blue denim covering the inside of his right thigh. He realized in all his excitement he'd completely forgotten that the dire wolf might also be slightly horned up.

“C’mon dude, let’s go before we have to shave your fur or something.”

--End Chapter One--

--Afterword--

An afterword? In my blushy teen spicy fiction? It's most probably more likely than you think even!

Well, that was certainly a thrilling belly rub, wasn't it? Ol' Ian sure does know how to blunder on in to a horny situation without any idea of how he got there or where he's going.

Hopefully you liked this insecure, slightly chubby little ball of scarf wearing hipster fluff and his huge, studly new dire friend. Will Ian and Derrick make it all the way to the shower together? How will Ian's brother Casey feel about his difficult little doggo bro getting special pants-off tummy rubs from his mortal enemy? Exactly how clueless is Ian about non-canine weiners? Will we ever meet Sascha the Shy Samoyed? Where are all the other cute boys at? Is Casey as hot as he sounds? Find out in ...Chapter Two: Extenuating Circlestances

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Everyone is excited when it's announced that this year's annual STHS 9th Grade Annual Field Trip will be to the San Tejon District Municipal Water Treatment Plant and Water Quality Testing Lab, none more so than Popular But Shy And Also Smart hyena author, Alrich Yeneobotham. But when a squad of time-traveling Nazi Foxxo Waffen-SS Kommandos take the STDMWTP&WQTL hostage and summon Mictlāntēcutli, A Scary God of Death, only Alrich and his entirely platonic badger best friend Brady can save the field trip!
A thrilling tale of twin-pawed, Nazi punching, blushy best friend action. (Warning most probably has: sw**r words; longing best friend glances; explicit descriptions of industrial water purification)
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