A Lesson on Howling by Masterxvmon, FA - https://www.furaffinity.net/user/masterxvmon The wolf packs of Jasper Park were to be united soon. Two wolves, Kate from the west, Garth from the east, were predecided to be mated for the sake of their packs, the formality to work as an agreement from both sides to finally share the land they had been fighting over. Yet things hadn't been going to plan. All of a sudden Kate was nowhere to be found within the territories and while everyone still thought she wasn't purposefully avoiding her responsibilities it had already been a full day since her disappearance. The leader of the west, Winston, was very worried over her own daughter gone missing, searching for her practically nonstop with many others of the pack. Hoping someone would find her he soon directed his efforts into making the arrangements for the upcoming mateship, one that would lead to many new wolves moving to the west territory. Ofcourse none of it would matter if she wouldn't return, but he believed his capable and well-trained alpha girl would come back soon no matter what might've happened to her. During this brief time of Kate's absense her father had been keeping a close eye on his upcoming son-in-law, Garth. At the same time Winston's second daughter and Kate's younger sister Lily had been showing Garth around, the brown alpha male getting to know the lands and the wolves of the west with her guidance. He had been getting along quite well, things going smooth for the time being. As much of a model alpha wolf Garth was, something about him had been nagging the wise old wolf Winston ever since he saw the young wolf only a day or so back, something any wolf should know how to do especially here in the western lands, something Garth was arguably - no - undoubtedly bad at. It had to do with Garth's voice, his howl. It was dreadful. The night Garth and Kate had met for the first time, the very same when Kate went missing, there had been a Moonlight Howl, everyone gathered to sing to the skies. It was a typical event amongst the wolves, everyone taking turns singing and dancing together, at other times together as one. They were the nights the wolves loved the most. Naturally the young eastern alpha had ofcourse let out his own howls, no doubt feeling like the most charming beast around while doing his absolute best to impress Kate, thinking his charm was unavoidable. But the rocky cliffsides around him had fallen silent, the wolves Garth had thought were merely admiring were in reality unable to continue their own songs with the eastern wolf's bad voice completely ruining the mood. While Garth had given it his all everyone else heard a howl forced and fake, one that didn't come from the heart nor did it echo through the mountains with the glory an alpha wolf should have to his voice. Birds had fallen from the sky and the other wolves had left the night to save their ears. Probably no wonder Kate hadn't stuck around either, even if her disappearance wasn't because of Garth in particular as that was a whole different matter. Winston had been one of the very few who had managed to stick around at the howl that night. He had watched from a far with a face of disbelief, dumbfounded by how Tony's son of all the wolves could have the worst howl of the bunch. Even the omegas of the west were able to sing better, much better. And Kate was to marry him? That was no good. In a moment of foolish hesitation the wise old wolf had even thought about cancelling the mateship he and Tony had long ago decided on for the sake of their seperate packs, Winston even the one who had insisted on it. That night he had even brought the subject up to his mate Eve, though with her convincing their daughter would surely teach Tony's son how to howl properly the subject was quickly dropped and Winston didn't dare to push it further. But even with her confidence he couldn't forget the lackluster howl, the memory of it sticking with him even with all his other worries. Winston had been watching the brown wolf carefully after that, atleast when they weren't looking for Kate or preparing for the wedding. He followed the young alpha's ways, as if making sure if Garth would truly be a good fit for Kate, having his doubts. The more he saw the more promise he thankfully noticed though, Garth a very fine, well trained alpha. Only the howl was a problem, a big problem for a wolf. Eventually the old wolf realized that howl was something he could surely help with himself instead of needing to wait for Kate to have to endure with it, ideas of fixing the situation running through Winston's head. Both unfortunately and thankfully the the moon wasn't full yet, thankfully since that was the rapidly approaching deadline Tony had given for Kate to come back, unfortunately for an alpha like Winston who couldn't bring out the mightiest call without it's calling. But Winston wouldn't let that stop him tonight, planning on teaching that otherwise great alpha how to howl himself even if the moon wouldn't call it forth from them. Late into the following evening Winston sought out the eastern wolf, the alpha wolf easy to spot not only because of his fur brown and rare in the west from the mostly grey and black wolves of the pack, but also thanks to his mighty size. Winston made his way into a clearing within the forest where a small group of wolves had gathered, his paws gracefully stepping along the dirt and short bushes and whatever small branches there might've been, not hiding the sounds of his arrival. "Garth." Winston greeted speaking the other's name with gentle authority, the brown wolf and his new friend Lily socializing with a couple of omegas, the lower ranked wolves of the pack. The omegas quickly silenced their chats and looked at Winston, their matured leader standing tall and strong. "Yeah? I mean... sir." The wolf Winston's size responded after a slight pause needed to realize it was indeed Winston himself calling his name and looking right at him, surpriced by the western leader suddenly there. Winston gave a soft little polite laugh, looking at not just Garth but the other wolves too as he now stood among their group. "You all getting along?" He spoke to them all with his low and relatively silent voice, each hearing it clear though. "Yes Winston!" One of the young omegas, a chubbier one responded. "We were just telling him about the log sledding." "Yeah dude!" Another lanky omega continued with a shorter guy nodding next to him. "Gonna go race when our buddy comes back!" "Aah, omega games?" "Yep!" Winston again laughed soft. Alphas and omegas were in many ways the same, yet at the same clearly different, alphas such as Winston and Garth a great deal mightier and a touch more refined in how they spent their time, omegas often weaker and rather easygoing. It was by no means a bad thing these of different ranks could along, but one could easily tell even with a quick look that they were of different class. "Did you find Kate yet, dad?" Lily, an omega unlike her older sister, asked with a tender and worried voice. "No, not yet." Winston shook his head disappointed, his daughter ofcourse looking sad to hear it. She must've been hopeful with her dad in such good mood tonight. "You didn't find our bud either?" One of the omegas asked, inquiring after another wolf that had gone missing, Winston's daughter not the only one lost. "Not him either." The conversation quickly turned sour, everyone sad and worried. Winston held back his own worries even when it was a tough subject to try and avoid concidering how much was at stake, him the most worried of everyone there after all. For the sake of Garth he didn't speak as blunt as he might've otherwise with those among his pack, holding back concidering Garth was from the pack they would possibly even have to fight would the mateship not happen. Winston acted before the mood got too awkward and unbearable, gaving a soft nuzzle to her daughter's cheek to comfort her, like a human parent giving a hug to their child. "Don't worry dear, cheer up. Your sister be back before you know it." He then turned to the omegas to assure them too. "Your friend, too. Kate will lead him home, I have no doubt." "Yeah, yeah!" One of the omegas cheered, the others giving a few wolf barks, the bunch easily excited with Garth sitting proud and politely laughing at the rather happy-go-lucky behaviour of the low-rank wolves. "So... Showing Garth the ropes, Lily?" The old wolf asked his daughter then, a sweet smile on his face once again. "Is he doing good?" "Umh, I think so dad!" Lily answered cheerfully then, taking a look at the brown wolf next to her. "He's learning the land quick." "That so?" Winston raised his muzzle and again looked at Garth, that warm smile still on the old wolf's face. "Yes sir!" Garth answered briskly and dropped the reactions he was giving at the omegas playing, his own head held high prompting a chuckle from Lily over Garth's seriousness. "I've learned the crooks and the trees, the hills and the ravines. Tony taught me how to keep an eye out for all those things." "You've been taught well." "Ah, yeah. Thanks, sir." A proud smile from Winston before he again shifted his concentration on the three omegas, raising his low voice a tad so they would hear it past their fooling around. "It's getting late. Omegas! Head to your homes." He gently instructed. The omegas grumbled and complained among themselves wanting to play longer, but did as told, even looking back and wishing good night to they left the clearing cheerfully chatting together on their way off. Winston hoped they would keep an eye out for any marks of Kate, but surely they knew to do so even if not told to, they too were worried after all. "You too Lily." "Okay dad!" Lily answered before starting to head out, taking one more look up at Garth. "See you tomorrow!" "Yeah, see you too." Garth smiled back, then looked at Winston. "Good night, sir." "Hold on a moment, Garth." Winston walked closer the brown wolf already about to step out. The older alpha, as gentle as he typically was, had a certain commanding presense that alone had Garth halt. Lily, having taken a few steps away from the two to head for her family's den, likewise stopped and looked at the two alphas. "Dad? Is something wrong?" She asked, it must've felt weird to her having her dad stop Garth like that. "Haha, nothing like that dear. Go on without me, I want to teach Garth a few things myself." "Something... I wouldn't be able to?" "Some of those alpha things." Winston smiled, having noticed her daughter looking somewhat worried. Garth had somewhat of a puzzled look on his face, but when he too noticed Lily's face pondering if her new friend was in trouble he gave a handsome smile and a head tilt to reassure her that everything was fine, even if he didn't know what Winston wanted yet. "Nothing to worry about!" The brown wolf reassured. "Well... okay then! Good night dad!" "Good night dear." Waiting just a moment longer for Lily to bounce off the two's proximity Winston faced towards Garth again, stepping closer to speak softer, the older wolf's voice like sweet honey. "Silly omegas." He smiled. "I hope you aren't too tired from playing with the them." "No sir." Garth found himself speaking just as soft in response, no need to keep his younger and spunkier voice raised. "I got plenty of gas left." "A big tank?" Winston inquired with his head tilted. "Seems like Alpha School taught you well in more than just the lands." "Well my dad did, to be precise! I used to go hunting with him at dark, think the night gives me a boost." "A natural alpha wolf then! You'll do well with Kate, she's the finest alpha I've trained after all." "Ah, uh, yeah! Thank you sir." Garth kept his eyes on Winston's proud gaze, though be it the prolonged stare or what the brown wolf had to avert his gaze and move his muzzle away from pointing straight towards the other's face, a little awkward laugh coming out of him. In truth the brown wolf merely felt ashamed from Kate's name being mentioned in such context. Winston ofcourse didn't know it, but Garth had started to gain a liking for Lily, someone he by no means should've. Ofcourse, this was something Kate's "destined" wouldn't dare to bring up to the other. "Hey." The grey wolf broke the silence and the other's thoughts lingering on Winston's daughters. "Come with me. I do want to teach you something." "Hmm? Yeah, okay sir!" "You can call me Winston." "Oh, sure thing sir! Uh... Winston." Winston smiled, leading the two elsewhere from the clearing and further off from the direction of their dens, the two alphas practically the same size at first walking side by side. Without words made their way between the pinetrees and past the mossy pathways, jumping on rocks to get over a stream, through a denser section of the woods and again into a more open spot. With the evening turning to night they soon reached a rocky cliffside looking far into the lands off Winston's territory. Mountains, forests, lakes all made the view a great one, yet nothing out of the ordinary for the two living in the wild nature. Despite the view the place wasn't an usual spot wolves gathered to howl at, but for what the grey wolf's lesson it was far enough to where getting loud wouldn't be bothering anyone else trying to sleep. "Hmm, a dead end?" Garth wondered as the two stopped with the older wolf standing by the edge and staring off into the horizon. "So sir, uh, Winston, what are we going to teach...?" Garth's pondering was silenced by a grey paw hitting down on the ground, Winston's chest raising up strong and proud, hindlegs stretching back while front ones kept him perked up, his muzzle pointing up towards the sky. A wolf song resonated out from Winston, it's voice majestic and beautiful, a strong voice not at all hindered by his age nor his otherwise rather raspy and low speaking voice. The younger wolf had naturally heard many, many howls during his life. To him it was just another wolf song, a typical canine howl, nothing out of the ordinary. Yet with somewhat of a puzzled smile on his face he followed and listened close to the other's sudden howl, feeling curiously intimate to him with no one else anywhere near the two of them. With the older male howling all out and with such a proud voice it seemed like the cloudy sky and the lack of moonlight didn't hold him back him a bit, impressing the silent young wolf nearby. For a moment Garth felt a drive to bring out his own voice and join Winston, the canine call catching on easy from one wolf to another after all, howling together hard for wolves to resist. Yet he fought the temptation and didn't, the younger wolf finding it too awkward and indeed as if intimate to howl together only with Winston, with another male. The long howl eventually came to an end, Winston tilting his muzzle down and proudly pointing it towards the lands off the cliff, keeping his head held high. "Um... nice, howl." Garth commented with his puzzled look turned into an awkward smile. "Thank you, Garth." Winston smiled and now looked at the brown wolf. "How come you didn't join in?" Garth's ears perked. He should've done so after all? He quickly started coming up with excuses to try and pretend that ofcourse he knew he should've, to try and cover himself hesitating and for feeling awkward to do so. "Uum, weeell you know Winston, I just uh, wanted to give you room." "That so?" Winston smiled somewhat sly. "Yeah, and uh, I'm not really like, feeling it, since the moon's not showing with all the clouds." "Uh-huh?" "Yep, and uh..." Garth kept coming up with more excuses, seeing none had stuck so far. "My umh, ack, my voice isn't in the best shape since I'm a bit tired." "No more gas left after all? Didn't you tend to go hunting with Tony at dark?" Winston tilted his head, getting off his howling pose and stepping closer. Garth felt embarrassed for having come up with the lies, Winston looking somewhat serious in response, the covers all blown. The brown wolf mumbled about, trying to come up with yet another excuse that would surely stick, but before he could the grey wolf was bumping their shoulders together, standing besides Garth. "I'm just playing with you, don't worry." Winston smiled. "Took you here to hear your howl." Garth let out a little nervous chuckle though felt the situation ease up again, Winston very gentle and caring. So this wasn't about the leader's howl, but about Garth's? The brown wolf smiled back at him. "My howl?" "Yes Garth. You're an alpha wolf, I need you to be able to howl real well with Kate when you see again next." "Uh, yeah, okay! So... You want me to howl now? I just, sing now?" Winston scooted back, doing a little gesture with a paw and giving Garth room. The old wolf wasn't honestly waiting to hear the howl one bit, but he knew he had to go through with all of this for his daughter's sake. Hearing the howl before giving pointers would make the lesson more effective after all, he'd just endure it. "Alright..." Garth got himself ready. The eastern wolf certainly had the looks to give a great performance - was muscular, he was handsome, and his brown fur had a perfect sheen. He took the steps his father would and picked up the confidence the more he assumed the beginnings of his howling position. His chest lowered down in anticipation for his voice, his bushy tail rose up, a long breath deep into his lungs right before his canine song would come out. And then came the voice. Not a long "awoo", but more of a segmented "arow-arow" and a "bow-wow", his weird song coming out in multiple breaths unlike Winston's. The strong pose broke apart just as bad as his voice did. The moment his head had pointed up to let his voice scream out his paws had started step all about on the ground, tail wagging like a pup's, body squirming to his haphazard singing. There was no majesty into any of it, it was like a humorously bad audition at a singing competition held by humans. Winston had his ears flattened and face snarled up, avering his gaze from the brown wolf. He endured, patiently struggled and waited for Garth to finish. He felt regret over going this far for the other, for his daughter. Maybe he should've just let Kate deal with it after all... To the luck of the older wolf's ears the messy performance of a howl soon enough died out, Garth panting after barely able to keep up his breathing during the show. He flopped down on his butt, taking a few more deeper breaths before looking Winston's way all proud of himself. "Pretty good, right sir!?" Winston had a forced toothy smile on his face pointing the other's face. Garth quickly realized it definitely wasn't a happy smile, his ears flattening down to his head as if his own father had just scolded him, the disappointment hitting him right away. "Sir?" He asked with worry in his voice. "Not... good enough?" "Well... uh, how do I put it." Winston searched for words with the fake smile going away, the leader too nice to tell the bad news exactly as they were. "It was..." He widgeted one paw off the ground. "Different, from others here I mean." "Different?" "I think you would do better here if you knew how to howl like the rest." "Is that so..." Garth looked somewhat sad, drooping his head down in his thoughts. He didn't try to deny what the other was saying and implying at, realizing what he meant. The brown wolf had always thought he wasn't too bad the wolf songs despite having his own way, howling the way he did to make up for his lack of skill in their usual songs. However, having a leader in particular tell it was "different", it told him more than enough. "Hey. Bring your chin up." Winston encouraged despite everything. "I took you here to teach you." "...You knew my howl is bad?" "I heard it earlier yes." Winston didn't deny it being bad. "But don't worry." "You think... I could howl like you one day?" The older wolf smiled, giving a little nod. As much as he had disliked hearing the other's song he couldn't stay disappointed or sad at the other looking so down, Winston determined to fix the brown wolf's tone tonight. It wouldn't only be for Kate, but for the sake of his own ears too. "You'll be howling like the rest of us in no time. No one better to teach than me, don't you think?" "Yeah, okay, guess learning from the best wouldn't hurt then. Thanks." "Something Lily couldn't teach you, even when she's my daughter." Winston chuckled, referring to the fact that alphas and omegas shouldn't even be howling together, a wolf law Garth too knew well. A little nod towards the edge of the cliffside, the older wolf stepping back into his own singing position. "How about I show you how it's done again? Take a close look to get some pointers." "Okay sir. I mean, sorry, Winston." Garth fixed himself calling the other 'sir' again. "The dances you can learn later, I'll teach you a basic howl for now." "Sure thing." A confident little smile from the grey wolf, paws already stepping about to his proper pose. Strong legs spread and widened his stance as he lowered his chest before slowly bringing it up and puffing the body out into view, hinds pulled back, forelegs held his body up strong once more. The position was the same as during his first howl that night, yet this time the howl itself didn't come out of him, merely outputting his masculinity with the might of an alpha wolf. "So... what do you see?" "See?" Winston kept his strong stance up, leaving Garth looking his way trying to figure out what the leader was expecting of him to say. "A... strong alpha wolf?" Garth grinned with a puzzled look, after all what else was he supposed to see? "Look closer. Pay close attention." So Garth, as weird as it felt, did as told. Eyes scanned across Winston's body, head slightly turning as he ran his gaze from the grey wolf's head to his chest, from his forelegs to the hindlegs, even to the large tail not too high nor too low down. "A strong howl comes from the heart." Winston explained. "But your body is just as important. Tell me what you see, learn from me." "I uh, I see..." Garth kept looking, carefully all across the other trying to figure things out. "A... proud chest, I think?" He gave a little grin, looking back at Winston's eyes. Winston pulled his puffed out chest back some before again bringing it forward with a bit of a nudge to his motions, as if confirming there was much emphasis put into that section of his body. The hints of strong muscles showed through the matured male's fur, his frame perked up strong and mighty. "Very important, the sound comes from there after all. What else?" Garth felt a bit embarrased, it was weird being told to pay such close attention and to even comment on what he saw. He felt like he shouldn't be looking at another wolf in such detail, certainly not at another male, trying to convince himself it was just to learn. Maybe in the west it was normal to teach how to howl like this, surely only him the weird one here, for feeling even slightly flustered from any of this. The wise old wolf must've known well what he was doing after all. So with a subtle smile on his face the brown wolf's eyes again went all across the other's features to find more to learn from, his gaze shifting back to the chest and from there to the other's shoulders, continuing lower to the strong legs. "I think... sturdy forelegs?" "Not just sturdy." "Uh... strong and..." Garth inspected in closer detail, commenting on what he saw without thinking if he should or shouldn't. "Very muscular." "I'm straining them some, gives a stronger look." Winston stepped his fores about with subtle steps to finetune their position, for a moment relaxing before showing off his strong limbs with the sturdy look returning. "Don't you think?" "Yeah, think it does, Winston." The brown wolf couldn't help but sound like he was in awe. He hadn't paid attention to another male in this level of detail before this, not even the lessons at Alpha School had gone deep into things this way. He figured maybe the things he was shown by Winston were something that only came with age and experience, something Garth wouldn't normally learn until much later in life. He felt rather lucky. Garth continued to pay close attention, his gaze shifting from admiring the fores to the thicker legs further behind. What should've been his attention only to the legs ended up shifting - through young curiousity or whatever else - to taking a glimpse or a two at the other's groin, at the area most intimate. He ofcourse didn't mean to, but with the view being in the range of his vision it was hard not to atleast notice it. He tried to distract himself from being so weird, from even feeling the slightest flustered for the glimpses as if he had never seen another male's groin before, tilting his head so he wouldn't see between the legs so easily. "Your hindlegs look mighty too." Garth moved to comment on more without Winston needing to instruct this time around. "You look very confident." He admired with his words. Since Winston had allowed it Garth was still staring, yet curiously by now he had trouble taking his eyes off the grey wolf's features, not that he even had the need to. Turning his muzzle more straight he again couldn't help but glimpse at the other's groin and instantly felt bashful for even quickly eyeing at it, for being so weird and honestly interested about another male more than he should be. A moment passed, Garth not even realizing Winston had spoken something in there in response to Garth's admiration until after the fact, the young wolf needing to shake his head to get grounded into the situation and the lesson he was given. "Ahem..." He cleared his throat and turned the gaze back to Winston's head, forcing a smile out. "Yeah your legs look great!" "Yeah?" Winston chuckled without realizing where the other might've been gazing at in particular, stepping one hindleg closer to Garth further back. "I think you actually got the hinds figured out, but it won't hurt for you to see how I do it." "Really?" Garth smiled, feeling glad he had appearently nailed atleast something, shily looking right at the other's more exposed groin, curiosity getting the best of him. "You uh... think I, got it?" "Ofcourse, you have a great base to learn from." Winston eased his posture, shifting all fours back to a more natural standing position and from there stepping towards Garth, the grey wolf's motions thankfully halting the other's daydreaming. "Just need a few pointers to get your howl to come out, that's all." Winston wasn't just cheering up Garth, he was still trying to as if encourage himself to be able to endure one or two bad howls from the other. He was feeling quite hopeful by now, Garth seemed to be a fast learner all things concidered, an alpha wolf after all. Maybe the brown wolf and his voice had hope to improve faster than expected, he figured while stepping closer. Garth wasn't feeling as confident, feeling his cheeks warm up. Was it because Garth had been paying much closer attention to Winston than he ever would've normally, or was it merely because the grey wolf was stepping so close with that typical gentle smile on his handsome face? The brown wolf had to take just the slightest step back, feeling that weird nervousness well up within him, smiling awkward, even laughing out a bit. The old wolf didn't quite realize the reason for Garth backing off, closing in right next to the alpha with calm steps. "Hey, don't worry, you got this. You'll have my daughter impressed in no time." "Uh haha, yeah..." Garth rolled his eyes up towards the sky to avoid looking right at the other. "You think so?" "Come now, don't doubt yourself." Winston gestured at Garth with his paw again. "Try getting down low, into the position you would start up your howl from. I want to see how you do it from the start." "Umh... okay sir... I mean, Winston." Garth again cleared his throat, hopping still and perking himself up to properly get back into the lessons he was given, doing his best not to be the weird wolf. Eyes closed for the briefest moment, letting out a little huff before getting down into position, one right before a mighty howl. He grinned and smirked, trying to psyche himself up to do this properly. He had gotten great pointers on how to pose and howl like a true alpha wolf he too was supposed to be, but as much he tried to ignore the other side of it all there had been clearly been a curious awakening exciting him like he was merely a pup seeing a bone swung in front of them. The more he thought about the lesson so far to try and keep in mind what he was to do, the more he thought of the older male's strong features or the groin he had struggled not to look at, the more his thoughts raced back towards the weird, practically arousing images. The brown wolf had never thought it could or would have such an effect on him, but it seemed like he still had things about himself he had yet to learn. "Hmm?" Winston wondered about the other's lacking posture. "Are you feeling nervous?" "No, no! Just uh, getting ready that's all." Garth shook his head and finished his position after Winston's doubts, the brown wolf's chest down and head lowered in a position from where he'd raise up to his howl. He was already thinking ahead to the other alpha's posture while doing all he could to try and ignore the arousing side of it, going to be mimicing Winston's pose next. "I would uh... start my howl from here." Garth stayed down until Winston would give the word to raise up. "Mmh, a very fine start." Winston looked front and back on Garth's body before taking steps in front of him. "Spread your forepaws just a bit more." "Oh, like this uh... oh..." Garth mumbled as if his concentration was stolen, that exactly the case. The brown wolf had his eyes gaze up as the grey one walked right in front of him. He wasn't getting just a glimpse this time, his eyes accidentally met and then full on stared at everything between Winston's hindlegs. He wasn't seeing just the hefty sheath now, he saw the matured alpha's hefty orbs rub against the inner thighs, almost as if there was barely enough room between the strong legs to hold the barely furred dark balls there. He saw muscles on those legs flexing to each step, the thick sheath appearently very heavy as it wobbled about to Winston's movements. The brown wolf couldn't pry his eyes off. The western stud walked slow, still not realizing Garth was looking at him in such a lewd way, his pace giving the other all the time he needed to lust over all of it. Garth's mind wasn't stopping him now either, all his attention locked on to where he absolutely should've not been concentrating on in this detail. He could see it all, even getting a wiff of Winston's strongest scents. It was much to witness. "A bit wider, Garth." The matured wolf thankfully woke Garth back into the lesson, though it wasn't the voice that did so, instead a firm tug on one of the brown forepaws as Winston adjusted the position himself. When Garth again looked up again he could now only see Winston's strong hind leg blocking the view he had so been enjoying, the brown wolf shaking his head and gazing into the trees and the mountains far ahead, unable to believe himself. "Yes sir!" He shouted out to distract his mind from drifting again. "Woah, hey." Winston's body perked upwards, his body clearly reacting a touch to the other's sudden volume. "That's the spirit." Winston had circled from one side to the other, turning to stand besides Garth side to side, shoulder to shoulder. He lowered his frame and head down to the same level as the brown wolf and spread his strong legs, giving a little nod upwards to guide the other on. "Alright, now give me a little howl." "Umh..." Garth worried with warm cheeks, avoiding direct eye contact to prevent himself from getting any arousing thoughts again. "I don't think I'll sound good yet, Winston." "That's alright. Just lift your body up like I showed you and give it your best." Garth found himself hesistating. He thought back to how Winston had done it, how he had posed and howled so majestically and so damn powerfully, with handsome masculinity to everything about it. With all that so vividly in his mind it was no wonder his thoughts again moved to everything so curiously heated about the older male's body, Garth needing to let out a little cough and readjust his paws before getting started with his own howl, struggling to keep himself concentrated on the lesson. Instead of his usual out-of-the-ordinary dance steps Garth kept his legs still and merely brought his chest up just like Winston had showed, taking only a single step forward as he raised his head towards the sky. As lacking as his voice still was his posture had gotten much better, and even though he didn't yet realize it himself his voice had improved a good deal from a proper bearing alone, Winston's ears no longer aching either. "There you go, not bad of a start." Winston watched and listened carefully, feeling proud that the other alpha was already getting better. Yet there was much to work on with the nervous brown alpha, the older wolf taking a more hands-on approach as he brought a paw up on the eastern wolf's chest, pushing up from the front to perk Garth's body higher up. "Howl from here." "Ah..." Was all that came out of the brown wolf then, his ears perking up and the howl going silent from the sudden touch. "Keep your chest up." Garth was suddenly breathing heavy, a howl barely coming out again. So far he had been unwillingly fantasizing about the older male, now finding a sheer touch from the leader's paw much too exciting. That stirring Garth had been feeling heat up inside him was quickly getting stronger, even his posture starting to lack it's confidence. He ofcourse still did his best as he was afraid of embarrassing himself even further with his howl, determined to show he could do what Winston was expecting of him. With a pause between his short howls Garth swallowed hard trying to psyche himself up, in his mind repeating to himself how he was an alpha wolf to block out any other thoughts. He tried to convince himself he should be able to do this and not feel any unneeded desires, especially not ones towards another male wolf. He figured he just had to hold himself together, closing his eyes shut tight and even trying to hold his breath as much as possible so he wouldn't accidentally react to any of it vocally, his body tensing out. "No, no, not like that." Winston instructed with a stern voice. "Breath. Your voice won't even come out like that." He followed for a moment longer. "Here, breath with me." The grey wolf brought his head closer and took a deep audible breath in, then out, Garth needing a moment until he picked up enough courage to join the motions. For the first passing moments it did help the brown wolf calm down much like Winston had hoped it would, but on the next few breaths it again tempted that something within the younger wolf, their shared breath ending up adding a further sense of intimacy he couldn't resist. Garth opened his eyes to try and remind himself it was Winston who was being so supposedly "intimate" with him, eyes meeting with the other's staring right into his. For a few long seconds their eyes locked, Winston's with a gentle determination, Garth's with a nervous glint to them. The brown wolf couldn't bear to keep his gaze at the other's, not closing his eyes but staring off into the distance, at the very least managing to keep his breaths calmer even if his mind was racing. "Good." Winston commented on the breathing, feeling like Garth was starting to get it. "Howl from here." The large grey paw brushed a touch lower, pressing more towards the brown wolf's heart deeper into the chest. As simple of a motion as it was it had the brown wolf shudder, the snug sensation from the other's hand-like paw reminding Garth of the touch still there and yet again adding intimacy he had been trying to deny. As much as he tried not to enjoy the proximity it was starting to get full on impossible to just ignore the butterflies in his stomach, desperately trying to bring forth the guts to howl again. His voice then rang out again, the arow-arow's of the bad singer coming out a bit softer than earlier, but also a good deal more quiet, like it was all lacking power. He struggled to keep his voice strong with everything he was already feeling physically and going through with mentally, the howl he had hoped would distract his lewd thoughts not doing so in the slightest nor even sounding like he had improved a bit. "Not like that, Garth." Winston saw the other struggle, thinking the young alpha just needed more guidance. "Your legs are too tense, it looks too forced. Ease them up." Winston brought his paw back to be able to move it into another spot, this time from below the brown wolf's body, behind the forelegs and against where Garth's lungs were. A firm press upwards, a guiding rubbing-like motion, he did his best to instruct the nervous young alpha into a prouder position. "Breath from here." Winston looked at the brown wolf carefully, especially paying attention to the brown wolf's face. Garth however was staring far off into the distance and gritting his teeth as he felt himself heat up rapidly, the feelings he had previously barely held back catching up to him at full force thanks to the the paw brushing up against his more sensitive stomach. The old wolf then first felt the other wolf shift about, only a moment later suddenly feeling something hard poke and tap up against the lower side of his paw, pulling it back after he didn't feel the prodding anymore. Ofcourse Winston wondered what was happening, prompting him to turn and lower his head to look at what was going on at Garth's underside. "I... I'm sorry sir!" Garth kicked on the ground and took rushed steps walking backwards, aborting the whole howl thing he was barely even doing. He looked at Winston with a deeply worried and ashamed look before avering his gaze and looking away from the old wolf, too frozen to back off much further than a few steps though. Garth was fully aroused. It wasn't all merely happening in his mind any longer, his erotic member had slipped out and into full view before he had even realized it himself, having instinctually humped forward and against Winston's paw. Now he stood there a small distance off still facing towards Winston, his chest lowered down hoping to block the view of his out of control boner from showing any more than it had already. Winston had a puzzled look on his face, his expression alone questioning the young alpha and his sudden arousal, or whatever else it might've been. He wondered what might've been going on with Garth, wondering if he was maybe fantasizing of Kate. That must've been it, her name had been brought up a couple of times after all, the lesson here for her sake after all, Winston deduced. The old wolf still probably should've scolded the other, but seeing him so ashamed looking it was hard for the gentle wolf to feel angry. "No, it's okay. It, um..." Winston turned his head about trying to figure out how he should continue. "...it, happens." Now it was Winston giving somewhat of an awkward smile, a shrug from his shoulders adding to the look. Garth returned his own nervous smile, his forelegs crossed to prevent the grey wolf even accidentally glimpsing at the canine bone. "Yea, yeah. I just uh... sorry. I got a bit too... excited." Winston's difficult smile turned to one touch more genuine and understanding, like his face was saying 'you poor thing' with it's gentle look. He took steps closer, Garth however hesitating on letting the other approach in on him, but backing off much slower than Winston approached. "As much as I'd like to keep teaching you I doubt you can concentrate right now." Winston chuckled soft. "Or what do you say?" "Umh... yeah, we might need to... postpone your lesson, sir. Winston." Garth was looking to the sides, thinking where he could run off to from the situation, as if he even could with the heavy rod pointing between his legs. Before he could come up with any sort of an escape route Winston had already gotten too close, his paw raising and planting up on Garth's shoulder to stop the other from scooting further back. "We'll continue when we can. Get you all ready for Kate's return, yeah, charmer?" Winston gave a sweet look, one Garth had to avoid looking directly into in his shameful state. The brown alpha himself looked quite flustered and bashful with his arousal at full force, yet in comparison the western leader looked as confident as ever, like there was nothing wrong. Garth couldn't help but take a little look at Winston's handsome gaze though regretted it instantly, Winston's looks and sweet words definitely not helping Garth's lust die down. "Haha... yeah. Umh... could you..." Garth hesitated to ask for something. "Maybe uh... head out first and let me be here for a while? Like... alone?" "Hmm?" Winston furrowed a brow, pulling his paw back. "I get you're... feeling a little something down there..." He gestured between Garth's legs. "But I can't just leave you here." "B-but..." "I'd hate it if you got lost on your way back. Enough job in searching for Kate, as you know." "I... know the land well enough already." "So I've learned, but I doubt you've wandered this far before tonight." "I could just follow your scent and..." "I'd rather not take the risk, Garth." Winston interrupted the other, a concerned smile at the brown wolf. "I don't want to disappoint Tony again." Garth grumbled, feeling awkward because of his arousal, because of the whole situation, yet he understood what the other meant. Winston didn't show his concern as seriously as he easily could've concidering his daughter was missing, but he was clearly worried regardless. The younger wolf wondered how his own father would react if he too would go missing like Kate had. Winston atleast was worried of it for sure, but that didn't make Garth's arousal or shy glimpses go away. "But, Winston... I can't just... wait it out. It... doesn't really work for me like that." "You get... blue balls, so to say?" Winston smirked a bit. "Uh, yeah, something a bit like that." Garth scratched behind his own head, trying to think what else he could say or do to be given some more privacy. He desperately needed it, even just for long enough to where he could quickly jerk himself off and ease these built up needs, yearning release. Yet Winston stuck so damn close to him and insisted on not letting Garth be on his own, the brown wolf finding it more than difficult to try and speak back to anything the other wanted when his face looked so sweet and his voice sounded so convincing. What was he to do now, Garth wondered. "Well... I cooould step to the side and give you some alone time..." "Yeah?" Garth's ears perked as he looked up at Winston with hopeful eyes and a smile on his face, the old wolf speaking exactly of what the other needed. "Buuut..." Winston gave a subtle smirk. "But... what?" A nervous smile was on the younger alpha's face. "We're both guys here, aren't we Garth?" Garth had to take a few breaths looking right into the old leader's handsome eyes, feeling his shy nervousness return again. "What... are you talking about, Winston?" He lowered his muzzle more, all bashful. "What I mean is I could join you." The older male grinned both cocky and playful. "I could use some... me time myself." "But, that's...!" Garth could feel his cheeks burning, Winston appearently now allowing him and his shame be alone, infact suggesting the exact opposite. The grey wolf kept up with his sweet smile and looks, it was clear he wasn't kidding with any of what he was saying or with what he was implying towards. "Sir, that's... it's now allowed between us males..." "No, no, it's nothing like that." Winston insisted, taking a few steps. "We're both alpha wolves. Have you never enjoyed the company of another male?" "No sir!" Garth raised his head and resisted when the grey wolf sat down next to him, the young alpha quickly turning away to prevent Winston from seeing a thing, but sticking close knowing the leader wouldn't let him far anyway. "Ofcourse I never have!" "Well... I suppose one wouldn't be learning these things from their own father." Winston gently tapped a paw against the other wolf's hindleg. "I used to do this with Tony all the time." Winston's words seemed to pique the younger alpha's interest in a curious way. Was this really something his father too enjoyed, jerking off with another male or whatever else it was Winston had planned for them? Would Tony approve of all this all taking place? With shy little reserved glimpses back at the sitting down handsome grey wolf and even his now more exposed groin, Garth couldn't feel but his awkward arousal ramp up further. "As sudden as your arousal might've come, I think we can concider of this as us bonding. I will be your father-in-law soon after all." The brown alpha grumbled all ashamed again, pulling his head away. "Join me when you're ready, Garth. Though, don't take pressure." Winston gently spoke. "Do what feels right." The scent Garth had picked up earlier seemed to hit his nose again, hearing soft little grunts from the older male as the the lewd alluring wiff got easier and easier to pick up, stronger with each passing moment. Winston was already working on his groin, a paw massaging his thick sheath as he was quickly arousing himself get more and more, stronger scents coming off from his potent member as it slid further out of the furry cover. It must've been a good while since the leader got any relief, it didn't take long at all for him to get erect. The tempting scent was getting too much, it had Garth's own cock throbbing without his permission, twitching between his legs as he still stood on all fours with his tail down low, doing his best to prevent Winston from seeing Garth's member. He did however slowly turn his head again, giving a few quick peeks down, then some obvious looks straight at what the other male was doing with his exposed red member. Winston was fully concentrating on working his arousal, quite shamelessly at that even, not looking back Garth's way and merely enjoying himself with silent and short grunts and groans escaping him. In no time Winston was at full arousal, the red rocket throbbing rather upwards close to his stomach and not anywhere near to touching the ground, sheath pushed back behind the exposed knot almost as if locking himself into enjoying the moment. Garth silently gasped and panted, impressed of the matured wolf's impressive size, the leader's age clearly not a hinderance towards his endowment. Winston turned his head towards Garth's, more than clearly seeing the direction of the younger wolf's gaze before he silently barked to call his attention, their eyes locking into a stare. The brown wolf's ears flattened all flustered, yet the more matured stud grinned all confident. "Not too bad of a size for an old wolf like me, right?" Garth found it hard to respond in any way other than that nervous panting of his, lacking words for the moment. Winston's confidence had a sense of authority to it, coming out as what could be called dominance in this lewd situation, something the other wolf couldn't fight back against. The brown tail was suddenly brushed off to the side, a grey paw having raised off the ground to sway it out of the way. "No need to be afraid. I don't bite without a reason, and I don't see any reason here." Winston eagerly looked under the tail and between the brown wolf's hindlegs. "How big is this stud then, I wonder." "Ah, sir!" Garth quickly sat down with his backside towards Winston, blocking the grey wolf's view. "Please, sir..." "Aww, Garth..." Winston got up on all fours to insist with more than just mere words, stepping forward and around Garth, quickly making his way right in front of the other with Garth too lost in his nervous thoughts to realize it until Winston's chest was right in front of him. A grey paw got up on the brown wolf's shoulder once again, a certain level of pressure pinning Garth to his position, Winston not be allowing him out of the spot. "B-but sir..." "No need to be afraid." Winston's paw brushed down to Garth's chest with a tender touch. "Just relax, try breathing with me again." The grey wolf put his experience to use to gently guide Garth towards much more, the younger wolf having no chance but to stay and endure. Yet it wasn't merely just enduring much longer, was it Winston being so close with that charming facial expression of his, or maybe it was the voice practically a soft spoken sweet rumble, Garth was starting to feel his worries start to melt away. The firm touch on his body was helping him calm down a great deal aswell, the touch which he had found exciting moments ago was now what kept him grounded in the situation. It required a moment longer of Garth calming down before he even noticed Winston take those deep and heavy breaths again, only then matching his exhilirated breathing to the older wolf's much calmer one, syncing their air intake once more. Garth closed his eyes, again feeling the intimacy picking up further and further between them, yet this time without the flustered nervousness. "There you go..." The experienced male reassured, having closely followed Garth's calming facial expressions. "Nothing to worry about here. Let's just enjoy the evening away together, Garth." "Nnh... Yes, Winston..." Feeling his body actually easing up Garth had slowly lowered his muzzle downwards, but as much as he was just trying to relax his head another deep breath had him wiff the strongest intake of Winston's musk yet. Tempted, his eyes opened, his gaze hitting Winston's member erected proud and clearly throbbing. An audible huff escaped Garth, trying to turn his muzzle and gaze away, yet his eyes didn't turn along with his head. "Haha... don't worry, you can look all you want." Winston smiled at Garth, before he too looked down. "Impressive, right?" Keeping the paw up on Garth's body Winston's free paw got off the ground and on his own hefty manhood, pressing it down and more towards Garth's pointing more forwards and lower to the ground. There was a good bit of distance between their well sized cocks with their groins still rather far from the other, enough space for their forelegs to fit between the two when need be. "It... it is impressive." Garth managed to agree, bringing a paw of his own to his own arousal. "It's... bigger than mine." The brown wolf looked closely, just as carefully as he had been inspecting Winston's body and posture a short while back. He noticed how their girth was surpricingly similiar, both having a good bit of width, both well sized even when Winston wolfhood was clearly the longer of the two. Garth had never thought about his own size in comparison to anyone else, feeling another curious feeling well within him, an arousing sense of what could be called confidence from being so well sized compared to the western leader, even if one was clearly bigger. "You're very impressive in your own right, Gaaarth. But, it's not about the size, it's about how you use it." "You think so, sir?" "Uh-huh. But I can't deny..." Winston let out a little hum. "You have an impressive knot yourself." Winston gave his gentle soft chuckle, his own paw starting to jerk his member, keeping it pressed downwards as his paw worked across it's length from the tip to the edges of his knot. The brown wolf must've been arousing the grey wolf with his own heated aspects, Garth unable to lose the heat on his cheeks after he had received the compliments on his own size, realizing Winston had been looking at it in great detail. Garth took a moment longer merely watching before starting his own motions, paw under his own length to contrast Winston's style of jerking off. A moment without any words followed, both alpha studs working their respective lengths, the sounds of their fapping and soft little grunts the only thing between the two, no words for the time being. Winston had moved his other paw higher up, off the light brown chest and up against the shoulder again to gain better support, toes at times curling in and claws pressing within the brown wolf's fur. Garth on the other hand had found himself completely falling into the moment he had earlier on deemed too embarrassing to be in, properly enjoying himself now that he didn't need to avoid admiring the other the wrong way, a paw excited working his length. Pleasure was picking up, their little grunts and moans were turning a great deal more audible, especially Garth's. Winston was sitting all tall and proud, Garth still keeping his head lowered unable to take his eyes off the older male's member, almost as if hypnotized by everything he got to witness. Even just watching the impressive size get worked on in such simple manner, it was waking more and more desires within the younger male who never before had even thought of wanting to spend time with another male like this. The homoerotic needs within him were only getting stronger and stronger, a proper lust building in him. He wasn't denying any his horny thoughts any longer, giving into it in full. "It seems to me like our ways of jerking off go together quite well." "Ah... What do you mean, sir?" Winston too had ofcourse been paying close attention their jerking, to how they were both working on their lengths. Where the older wolf's had kept his paw working over his own cock, Garth's had stayed working under his. There were heated thoughts, tempting ideas happening within the wise old wolf's mind, one's he wouldn't leave to mere thoughts like Garth surely would've. "Why don't we try this..." Winston boldly stepped forward until their chests pressed together, their sitting position turning much more perked upwards with their lower bodies closing in on each other. "Lift it against mine..." Winston's whisper low voice was sweet like honey against Garth's head, the shift in position having perfectly lined the older wolf's grey muzzle with the other's brown ears. Garth could feel his cheeks firing up again, surely blushing hard under the fur when the western stud got so much more close, the chest to chest contact much to take on to begin with. "That's it... Nice and firm..." Only then Garth seemed to realize their cocks were already grinding together, Winston's size and weight resting on top of his, the two fat members frotting firm against each other. The amount of heat and pleasure picked up instantly, their throbs shared against each other with their paws below and over keeping the red rockets pressed against the other. Garth was at a loss for words once again, a moan escaping him. He leaned up against Winston, the older male very strong and sturdy, giving the younger male all the support he needed to take on the profound pleasure rushing within him. He was again panting, all of it somehow prompting him to now bring both of his paws to their cocks, one even on Winston's. He squeezed their members together while taking the job away from the grey paw, now only the brown paws working grinding and jerking their hefty lengths together. Winston ofcourse allowed it without a moment's hesitation, giving a gentle chuckle again. "Feels good doesn't it...?" "Y-yeah... very good..." Garth kept going, the pace of the jerking picking up as his fulfilling excitement did, the brown paws rather skillfully working with all they had to offer. With the top paw so boldly jerking and admiring the other alpha's length Garth couldn't help but soon feel himself throb harder, leaking some pre-cum below the member over his, unable to but hump forward to add into the motions already there. For how relatively simple having two cocks grind together like that was the brown wolf was completely into it, unable to hold back his sexual voice. "You're making nice sounds..." Winston commented on the grunts and eager moans. "Are you getting close big guy?" "Mrh... I... I think I am." Garth felt a touch bashful admitting it. "I'm still ways off. That I might actually have to blame on my old age." Winston smiled, giving a few taps on Garth's shoulder and prompting the younger alpha to ease his motions, pulling back the paw over their members as their groins backed off slow. A few sweet looks from Winston, a face seeping with needs from Garth, the older male calmly getting up on all fours, having something else in mind for Garth's peak as he took slow steps around the sitting down wolf still jerking his own member. "How about I help you ease all that pressure you've built up?" Winston spoke before hugging into Garth from behind. "I got magic paws." Garth felt himself freeze up again, quickly taking more support from the ground with both his forepaws when he felt the top alpha's weight and warmth now against his back, the strong sturdy body pressed in tight with broad chest snug to Garth's shoulders. A huff pushed out of his lungs as he felt Winston's forelegs reaching in from either side of him, grey paws pressing in on the creamy brown stomach and rubbing lower, much lower. A few teasing gropes followed along the young wolf's nether region, each motion dealt with calculated moves to make Garth feel the need for more, soft little scritches on to the fur right beside the rolled back sheath and the base of the red cock. Garth watched the big paws shift off his fur, taking a hold of the throbbing arousal and surrounding the length from left and right, toes curling in to secure the heft into the heated embrace. Those paws started to move back and forth then, leaving the younger wolf gasping under the treatment. "Ahhh... W-Winston..." "Yeah?" The gentle wolf nuzzled along Garth's neck and mane-like fur. "Just enjoy yourself." A shaky moan, heavy breathing that was turning into faster panting, toes scraping across the ground - Garth's pleasure was overwhelming him harder than before. Winston knew exactly what he was doing, his big wolf hands of sorts working with the perfect pressure and firmness at an amazing tempo that was calling on the other's peak more and more with each skillful stroke, Winston determined to bring it out of the other. The brown wolf couldn't help but bring his head up almost as if he was howling, gritting his teeth with what was somewhat of a desperate look on his face, fighting back the urge to blow his load so quick after the treatment had barely begun. Garth resisted, though no matter how he tried to the other wolf was far too good with his paws, more than clearly very experienced, no doubt having this with Tony many times before. What was almost like a howly moan escaped the eastern wolf, the tone of a real howl in it's brief sound. Then another similiar echoed out, one that had Winston let out a proud growl in response to, the old wolf especially proud since he was starting to feel the moaning alpha's cock tense up ever so slightly thicker. "Go on Garth, don't hold back, blow your load." He still spoke so soft yet quite deep, paws shifting to polish Garth's swelling knot. "Cum, alpha wolf." He commanded. "Cum for me, Garth." The brown wolf's orgasm was right at the edge, his face snarling up as spit flew out past his huffs and moans, his knot swelling up massive as a sign of his rapidly approaching climax. Winston moved his paws to another spot to drive the peak even further and harder past it's edge, slipping the hands behind the knot and squeezing right behind it at the thinner section, at the very base of the member. With a firm squeeze the older male held on as hard as he could, the brown wolf starting to squirm. "Grrraaah-aahh, fuck, fuck, gah!!" Garth complained and groaned past the climax hitting him so strong it's overbearing pleasure almost hurt, potent cum shooting hard in nice spurts and hitting the ground further from the two. Winston kept holding on tight, clinging to the younger wolf practically on fire from everything hitting his senses and rushing through his body, the grey wolf not speaking any longer and merely allowing the other to enjoy his immense peak. The peak lasted, Garth in typical canine fashion cumming small amounts for a good long while, in similiar canine manner going to be staying hard for a long time after too - perks of being a wolf. With his climax soon past his moans started to quiet down with his rapid breathing easing and slowing down, the calming down alpha prompting Winston to slowly pull his paws back into just hugging Garth warm. "How was that?" The older wolf smiled handsomely with eyes half shut, his head over the other's shoulder as far as he could reach to try and see Garth's face. "Damn..." Garth looked over, their snouts almost touching. "Rather... intense." "Your mate will be well pleased with that." "Ah... it was... thanks to your paws though." "Hah. Magic paws, told you." Winston kept paws snug against Garth's body, massaging along the strong alpha's sides and caressing against the muscles under the fur. He was keeping the brown wolf in a close embrace, even scooting closer and pressing his lower body up against him, in the same motions bringing his arousal still fully hard against the younger male's lower back, near his rump. "Rrfh... you're still hard, sir?" Garth asked, no longer flustered by something like that. "Naturally. Aaand, it might again be my age, but it does take a bit more to get me off." "Do... paws not work?" "Well, it does, just takes a while. Something else works much better though." "Nrrh... as in... your mate?" "Well... mating, to be precise." Winston's paws shifted lower down, both taking a snug hold from Garth's waist, a certain grip canine males knew well taking place. "You know Garth, your orgasmic reactions, and the way you blew, it woke some desires in me." Winston gave a soft growl to make the meaning of his desires be known better. "You know what I'm saying?" Garth, still recovering from the powerful orgasm, needed to take a few nervous breaths before even thinking of responding to what the other was implying towards, the brown wolf having right away picked up what the other wanted. Winston's needs were more than obvious from the large rod grinding at his rearside to the firm grip, but the use of the word "mating" more than confirming of it all. Garth however, not used to being with another male, ofcourse had his worries again. "Sir, but... I'm not a female." Garth mumbled out. "I don't know if it'll work, yeah? Haha... right?" Winston however kept that same sweet gaze on Garth, a touch of determination within his needing look. By now the older male must've realized how convincing he could be, knowing he could even more out of the fine eastern wolf, knowing Garth would enjoy their time together despite the verbal resistance. "That just means no pups." He chuckled soft yet teasingly. "It'll help you be a stronger alpha, I promise. And it'll help me blow my load so we head back sooner." A tug on Garth's waist and a yelp from Garth, Winston already manhandling the wolf his own size into a proper mating spot, the brown wolf raised up on all fours with great strength. Winston was gettin needy, claiming, demanding with his actions, the subtle convincing gone. "Gah! B-but sir, Winston..." Nervous while feeling surpricingly submissive, Garth lowered his chest down towards the ground. "I've never... ah..." "I know. I'll be gentle." The top wolf reassured. "You'll like it, I promise." The brown one could only groan about, the usually tough alpha wolf now getting turned into the bottom only females normally were. Winston was readying himself, getting off the typical doggy style position and instead shifting paws to take support from the downed wolf's haunches to gain a better aim, his by now leaking cock pressing in against the other's rearside. A good few squirts of pre-cum were spread, slow grinding and teasing with his cock sliding all across over the other's rear enterance, Winston taking this short while to also let Garth get used to his new position, to how it felt to have a cock against his furless hole. The more his sensitive rearside was ground into the more Garth felt himself accept the situation and the position he was in, readjusting his legs more spread and settling his chest down more comfortably, flat on the ground. He could only hope the experience would be a good one, of being taken by another male where one shouldn't be claimed. He was still unsure about all of it, but since it was the western leader himself doing this to him he figured maybe it was all fine and acceptable then, things had been nice so far all things concidered. Surely females didn't take on males for no reason either, and even if it felt embarassing to think of himself being in a girl's role it somehow ended up easing his worries. "O-okay, I'm ready." "Oh?" Winston reacted with a surpriced tone. "You're ready?" "Yes, sir..." "Alright then big guy." The top let out subtle, proud growl. "Grit your teeth if it stings, I'm quite big as you know." With only that one piece of advice the old wolf started penetrating, cocktip pushing it's way forth and inside the hole, backing completely out merely after an inch only to again push, pull again out, and press inside once more. Each skillful motion from his hips went deeper, each slow thrust letting the tensing up wolf below him get used to the size and girth before giving even more. Winston knew exactly how to work the inexperienced alpha. The bottom stud had barely even registered Winston hinting that it would sting when it had all already begun, gritting his teeth exactly as the top had suggested to do and holding his grunts back while barely even breathing properly, his tight hole being spread wide and depths filled. Even with the pre-cum there on the furless rearside the initial pain was especially much for Garth to take, thankfully prompting Winston to go slower. Yet Garth lasted and he endured as he accepted it all, and hell, in some curious way again, in the same way that had gotten him aroused to begin with that night, he was starting to enjoy himself. "There you... gooo..." Winston groaned out with his cock reaching deeper, paws reaching to press down on Garth's upper back and pinning the bottom's chest down firm. "You're perfectly tight, I don't know how long I'll even last, hah..." Garth couldn't respond, his mind was blanking out from being made to submit so, from the strong wolf topping him and already beginning with proper thrusts into his clenching rearside. What had started as struggles and even some pain was slowly turning into pleasure he had never felt within him, Winston's pace perfect at making the bottom be able to take it and even evidently enjoy it now. Garth felt his cheeks burning, drool dripping from his mouth as he bit his lower lip, ears flattened to show his submission further, forepaws brushing across the ground he took support from. Winston was letting out deep huffy growls between his thrusts, the old wolf's age by no means being a hinderance when it came to mating like this. His cock slid deep and hard with each motion, his muscles worked at their fullest, each movement like of any younger and virile alpha wolf's. The eastern wolf, the son of Winston's old friend, he might've never even once thought he would ever bottom for another male, but the more the top worked the more Garth begun to understand why females enjoyed this - even if the hole might've not been the same as on girls. Winston kept thrusting with all he got, his pace more than clearly picking up. Garth struggled for a moment to take it all on, needing to use a bit more muscle to keep himself grounded properly, Winston's weight still piled up on his backside thankfully helping a great deal with staying still. The top kept going, starting to breath heavy and fast, the gentle face snarled up with fierce groans escaping him, unable to hold back with his own peak approaching so soon already. He had the bottom whimpering to endure the ride, Winston much stronger than Garth had expected, a full on canine beast at mating. "I'm about to blow, Garth!" Winston growled out with a raised voice. "Get ready!" The eastern wolf again failed to respond with words but heard the other clearly, doing the best he could to keep his ass perked higher up and not hinder any of the pistoning moves Winston dealt his way. He could feel the top alpha's knot hit his rear enterance each time the cock rammed in as deep as it could go, another curious hunger waking within Garth, one where his mind was practically begging for the knot to sink in and tie deep within him. The grey wolf suddenly howled, the especially intense yet this time short canine song interrupted only by his deep moans and groans as he hit and crossed over the edge. Garth held his own vocal struggles back for the duration of the howl, respectfully giving it room to go out at it's fullest. Winston's orgasm hit hard even without the knot buried, cumming and pumping his load inside the brown wolf, some inevitably leaking out without the hole plugged properly. The usually calm wolf was loud and growly in that moment, the one below on the other hand managing to only moan out a his heated sounds past the sexual whimpers, able to feel the warm liquid inside and on his groin, heat as hot as the virile seed marking him still on his cheeks. Winston didn't stick on the top for too long, pulling out his untied cock as the very peak of his climax had hit and passed, groaning as he sloppily stepped back, cock sliding out of his bottom and making even bigger of a mess across the other's groin with cum dripping down to his balls even. The pullout had Garth moan out sharp, feeling especially sensitive losing the heft that had been filling him only a moment ago. The western alpha now just stood on all fours behind Garth with his head raised up, still squirting the rest of his lasting load down on the ground. The brown wolf lowered his rearside to rest, his legs tired, bowed up backside a touch sore, his pounded in ass especially aching. Both took the moment to themselves, recovering from the canine sex between two males. "Hey, hanging in there?" Winston was the first to speak having already walked up next to Garth still resting, softly brushing a paw on his shoulder. "I wasn't too rough was I?" "Nrfh, no sir." Garth struggled to stand up properly on all fours like the other, leaving his head hanging low. "That was... also intense..." Garth needed a moment longer, Winston ofcourse giving it at this point, waiting until the brown wolf raised and turned his head for their eyes to meet. "Your howl was amazing just now..." The brown bottom wolf complimented with his voice still practically a lovely mumble. "Haha. I doubt we can really count that one a howling lesson by any means, but..." Winston brought his head down closer to Garth's and spoke sweet. "Concider it an extra lesson in Alpha School." "Yeah, okay. Um... thank you, sir? Winston?" Garth had somewhat of an reserved smile on his face, what they had done seeming to hit him again, all of it certainly a lesson he had never had anything comparable to in Alpha School. He had just been banged by another male, by his to-be wife's father of all the wolves at that, by the western leader himself. Garth in the end had enjoyed it all no doubt about it, yet he still felt a sense of regret over his weird male-to-male attraction, the brown wolf the reason things had gone to such lewd direction. But even so as he now looked at Winston he couldn't help but think that the old wolf looked handsome, highly charming, and honestly so damn hot. "Hey." A little bump from Winston's paw once again interrupted Garth getting too lost into his own thoughts. "I approve of you. You will fit Kate well." "...really?" Garth forced a single word out, the topic to him seeming so suddenly shift back to Kate. "No doubt about it. Just uh..." Winston furrowed a brow. "Work on that howl some more." "Ah... Yes, sir." A moment for themselves, each cleaning themselves neat and relaxing for the time being. As Garth's knot eventually started to shrink and his member shift back within him he felt like he had to bring up a topic that he couldn't seem to get out of his head, something that had been bugging him. Sure he would've loved to ask Winston's motivations about all this, about the sex they had, but that wasn't something he dared to even bring up, feeling it would be disrespecting the leader. He instead had a smaller detail in mind as he stepped closer to Winston to ask about it, clearing his throat before speaking. "Winston?" Garth waited until he had the other's attention. "How come you didn't... you know..." The brown wolf sat down, forepaws gesturing a motion, almost like a human forming an OK-gesture with one hand, a single toe pointed into it front the other, widgeting the paws against each other. Winston looked curiously since the motions were exactly what the two had done, but Garth then added a few words to explain what he meant. "Get... stuck in me?" "Aah, knot you?" "Yeah. I uh... was waiting you to do so. Or uh... does it... not work with males, or something?" Like many times in his company Winston again smiled sweet, tilting his head and looking at Garth with that calming and handsome look. Yet then he slowly shook his head from side to side before speaking and explaining what the case was for him. "I suppose it would." Winston brought a paw up to Garth's shoulder once again, an intense and somewhat of a serious look coming from the old wolf this time. "But that, my young alpha, is something I only keep to my mate." "Oh..." "I don't tie the knot with anyone else. Only Eve." "I see..." Garth lowered his muzzle, for the briefest moment pondering what the other was telling him. "In that case... I promise I too will only tie into my mate." Winston gave a proud smile in response, bringing the paw back and standing tall. "But even though I didn't bury the knot, keep all this between the two us." He grinned confident. "One of the... many unspoken laws of the pack." "I promise that too, sir." The two wolves soon left the cliffside once clean and no longer displaying the remnants of their arousal, all that left behind. Friendly chats like on any other day on the way back to their dens, the route back much darker than Garth had expected when it was so late into the night. Soon the two went on their seperate ways, wishing the other good night. Garth was left thinking about all that had taken place, about his own sexuality, about this sudden awakening toward wolves of the same gender as him, about his needs. However as time passed his curious drive towards the older male or any others guys began to shift to the omega he had been spending more and more time with, falling in love with Winston's younger daughter. It was probably no wonder it was actually Lily who then gave the final lesson on howling, Garth quickly figuring it out after what he had already learned from her dad. In the end even once Kate returned right on time Garth ended up mating Lily, Kate on the other hand with the omega she had gone missing with. Uniting the packs didn't go anywhere near to Winston's original plans, Tony at first especially angry, everything thankfully turning out for the better in the end. Eastern wolves moved to the west following it all, everyone living together from then on instead of fighting for the land like they had used to. Who knew though, even after Garth and Lily moved elsewhere from the main pack, maybe Garth still got to meet together with Winston in secret despite the younger alpha now having a mate of his own. Or maybe he even got to play with some other males, the hunger for them surely not leaving the young wolf for good.