A Sled Dog's Invitation (aka Sled Dog Cuddles 2)
by Masterxvmon, FA - https://www.furaffinity.net/user/masterxvmon


	Another day in Nome, finally one without blizzards or sheer cold.
 
	It was a free day for the mushers, one without any work or sled pulling. Even the dogs of Nome needed rest every now and then, even if the most energetic huskies struggled to stay still for such a "long" time.

	For most dogs here a free day meant freedom and socializing, many of the more loyal and obedient of them allowed to roam without even a collar, and those who weren't allowed to go about often found their ways. Allowed or not the dogs never escaped, there was nothing but the cold winterness and other smaller towns nearby after all, the dogs gladly sticking to the comfort the town offered.

	Well, most of them did. It was probably no wonder the one most wild of the bunch tended to spend time outsite the town not too far, at an old wooden boat abandoned offshore. Balto had practically claimed it for himself and his non-canine friends, their shelter and a home.

	Today though, Balto had plans to bring someone there. He needed a little time all alone with certain someone - not with his girlfriend, but with a guy, and Balto's spot was the most secure and private he knew.

	Once dusk was starting to make it's way and the red sky started to fade Balto sought Kaltag, shared a few friendly words to seperate him from the other dogs around and started walking with him, leading him along. The chinook didn't mind, he loved Balto's company after all.

	It took a little while, but once the chinook eventually realized the two were about to leave the town and head towards Balto's home he found himself hesistating, Balto having not made it too clear where the two were headed beforehand. It wasn't a rule or anything, but the dogs of Nome generally avoided going anywhere near the abandoned boat that Balto, his uncle, and a couple of relatively tame polar bears kept as their home. Avoiding it had initially been out of fear, nowadays just an old habit out of respect for their hero.

	Once the two had gotten much closer Kaltag stopped on his tracks and halted the friendly little chats they had been sharing along the way. He looked at the boat quite near already, then at Balto, a worried look on this guest's face.

	"Hmm? What is it?" Balto too stopped and looked back at the other, a bit further ahead from his friend. "Is something wrong?"

	"Uh, Balto, I just... I don't know, this is your place, I don't wanna barge in, it uh, it would be rude, disrespectful, the most unsuitable, the uh, the most...!"

	Kaltag rambled, his head very animated and eyes going all over the place, even a paw stepping down on the snow. All that and then some until Balto stepped close and gave a soft nuzzle across the chinook's face, calming the other down.

	"You're not barging in, I'm inviting you." Balto smiled.

	"Really? So it's okay for me to be here?"

	"Ofcourse it is." Balto's smile widened, a gentle look on his face. "You'll always be welcome here."

	Kaltag felt his worries slowly start to fade away, ears flattening the slightest bit. Balto waited until his friend again started moving, the chinook still thinking he was out of place in here, but sticking close to his part time secret lover regardless. Ofcourse there was no real need to be worried or held back, Kaltag was for the most part just being Kaltag, making a bigger deal of something he should not have.

	As the two approached the boat, now side by side, Kaltag started to even feel proud for being invited there, especially once the two soon stepped up on a plank taking up to the ship's dock, working as an enterance to the wolfdog's home. He didn't hesitate once he had gotten past the initial worries, the wolfdog walking in first and looking back, even giving a nod and a handsome grin to encourage his friend following right behind.

	"Balto! And is that Kaltag, heeey!" An approaching voice called out to the two of them right away, a matured voice with a russian accent to it. "You've been making friends, boy!"

	"Aw, come on Uncle Boris, ofcourse I have." Balto smiled and chuckled.

	"Good for you, huh!"

	Boris, an older goose waddled closer and playfully nudged a feathered elbow of sorts against the wolfdog's foreleg, the two clearly close. Kaltag had seen the two get along beforehand too but kept his distance and just watched with a puzzled smile on his face, still finding it silly how a wolfdog was friends with a bird.

	"This is a first! Haven't seen another dog other than Jenna up here in who knows how long!" Boris turned to Kaltag and furrowed a single brow. "You were one of Steele's gang, you're not gonna bully the boy now are you?"

	The small feathered friend gave a stern little pointing at the chinook with his wing, the motion like a human pointing with a finger. In response Kaltag stumbled about and stepped around on the floorboards, as if looking for words to say before rambling them out.

	"No no sir!" He showed a bit of respect without thinking. "Balto's my friend, the best hero of Nome, our lead dog, he's the most skillful, the most wolfiest, the strongest, the most friendliest dog around! He's the fastest and the most clever, the most uh, the most best at pulling the sleds, the most courageous mutt around!"

	Kaltag finished with a stomp on the floor and puffed out his chest and brought his head up with eyes closed and a smile on his face, almost as if he had been talking about himself. Boris on the other stared in what could be called disbelief of the other's ramblings, taking a look at Balto who was eyeing down at him with a smile.

	"Oy vey, your new friend is... quirky." Boris silently commented with a wing blocking Kaltag from seeing his mouth. 

	"Aaw Boris, he's a great guy." Balto spoke soft and chuckled, hooking a paw around his uncle to deal somewhat of a hug. "Come on, nothing to worry about! I'll keep Kaltag in check if need be."

	Kaltag opened his eyes only to have them meet with Balto's staring right at him with a certain intensity, perking the chinook's ears up and making his eyes go round. Kaltag was going to be kept in check?

	"Yeah sure sure!" Boris widgeted out from beneath Balto's hold and waddled off towards the edges of the boat's deck. "You've always held your ground, even against that malamute bully I suppose."

	Balto followed, giving the a bump with his snout and lifting the bird up on the edges of the abandoned vessel. A little honk came out of Boris, Balto just chuckling in response.

	"I'll be fine, just going to show him around, maybe a howl or two too."

	"Wolf things?" Boris asked with his head lowered near Balto's.

	"Hah, yeah, wolf things." Balto responded, after which the goose again looked and gestured at the other dog.

	"What uh... you into howling yourself?"

	"Umh, well, uuh?"

	Kaltag wondered what he should answer to that, not having thought about howling or any other wolf things before now. He looked at Balto, as if for guidance. The wolfdog gave a little grin and a frisky wink, topped off with a subtle nod. Kaltag got the hint.

	"Yeah... yeah! I like to howl, loud like a wolf! Awoo!"

	Boris furrowed a brow, seeming to be doubting it, especially since he still remembered Steele's old posse giving mocking howls at Balto back when things haven't been as friendly between the sled dogs. Still, he relented.

	"Aaaalright then, boys. Well, such wolf things are not for me." He balanced along the fencing before hopping back down and heading out from the boat. "You boys enjoy the howl then!"

	"Haha, sure thing, see you again tomorrow!"

	"Uh, yeah, see you!" Kaltag too shouted out.

	With a sway of his wing as if to say bye the bird was off and out of the picture by ground instead of flying. The boat was empty now, no birds, no polar bears that might've been there either, only two fine sled dogs. Balto walked closer to his buddy as they watched the goose head out, the wolfdog gently bumping his shoulder against Kaltag's once Boris was completely out of the scene.

	"Just us two now."

	"...yeah, yeah!" Kaltag grinned with head now raised up all proud, before again lowering it and closing his head and gaze close to Balto's. "Are you going to keep me in check"

	"Hm? Haha, oh, something like that." Balto laughed it off.

	The two took their time that evening, chit-chatting about everything that might've popped up into their heads. Topics varied like in any good conversation between good friends, not only talking about the home Balto was showcasing, but they also talked about Nome, sledding, and their friendship and their past, getting to know each other further and better.

	Soon enough it was already night, dusk past and the moonlit starry sky taking it's place giving the two more than enough light to see everything there was need to see from the scenery to each other. They had made it to the front of the ship's dock, shuffling a couple of old crates and planks out of the way and lifting their paws up on the fenced edges looking in the town's direction, it's human-made lights giving the place a beautiful glow.

	"What do you think? Not bad, right?"

	"I had no idea you have a view like this, Balto! This is great!"

	Kaltag sounded quite impressed, staring off into the distance, admiring his home town from this new perspective. He had seen the town lit up from afar beforehand, but that had only been when returning from their various sled trips, not having had the time to actually admire the view until now. The calmness of it all gave the view a much different, almost romantic feel.

	Balto, much more used to the town's view, shamelessly had his eyes on something else, something that still was quite new and alluring to him, something that was enchanting him like the town was doing to Kaltag. Head turned and muzzle tilted towards Kaltag, the wolfdog's half shut eyes carefully admired the fellow sled dog without a worry if the other would realize.

	Kaltag was a fine, strong sled dog. That much Balto knew well, really well by now. But not only was he strong, the chinook was also very handsome, someone the wolfdog found his eyes just resting when looking at. Here and now especially, the moonlight lit up the chinook just right, his orange fur giving almost a golden glow, perked up body and puffed out chest bringing him a masculine look that Balto had found himself fancying more and more lately.

	Balto found it hard to pry his eyes off the other, not that he even attempted to, or had the need to. He eyed Kaltag's powerful forelegs much like Balto's own, strong barrel of a chest, a fine rump held up by sturdy hindlegs, and the bushy tail swaying slowly. Maybe it was a good time to give a few smooth moves on that manly package, make an approach to return the treatment Kaltag had given the wolfdog a few days back.

	"You like the view?" Balto casually started with.

	"Yeah!" Kaltag barked out.

	"Mmh. So do I..." Balto spoke smooth and soft as his large paw had moved off the fencing, pressing and brushing against Kaltag's backside to his attention.

	Kaltag finally managed to pry his eyes off the town and look at the wolfdog, their eyes meeting. Balto had already stepped closer, having a sly, affectionately needy look on his face, as if saying "I want you" with his expression alone. Eyes half shut, bedroom eyes and the intimacy having Kaltag let out a little silent huff.

	Balto's look was masculine in it's heated nature, the guy-loving chinook feeling a certain bit of heat hitting his cheeks the moment their eyes had met. They stared at each other for a few long seconds as if to confirm one wanted the other, this brief moment of beginning intimacy feeling longer to the two than it actually was. Kaltag's ears that had first perked were now softly flattening down, especially when Balto got even closer.

	Muzzles softly bumped together, Balto nuzzling across the handsome chinook's facial features, even giving Kaltag's dark furred area around his eye a little bit of attention, licking about the brown patch a couple of times. This appearently tickled as it brought a chuckle in response, the chinook slightly moving his head about.

	The brown muzzle moved lower from there, another nuzzle along Kaltag's cheek before going for his neck, at first merely rubbing in, but then nibbling soft. Despite being gentle this clearly had an effect on the fine chinook, the reactions to nibbles and then soft bites much more prominent from the ones the previously top dog had gotten out of Balto back when the two had spent a night at Kaltag's place. This orange stud was letting out little barks and even moans already, turning his head out of the way and exposing more of his neck.

	"You're melting already..." Balto mumbled out, tugging Kaltag closer with a paw over his body.

	"Urrrfh... I guess I am, sorry..."

	"Nothing to apologize for, just let your hero handle you."

	This time Kaltag was the one feeling submissive, right away figuring what was going on and what the other wanted, not the simple dumb dog he might've sometimes seemed like. He positioned his legs better to stay in the spot no problem, carefully watching Balto clinging onto him and starting to take him under control, feeling arousal quickly making it's way to the surface. As much of a dominant top as this chinook had showcased to be able to act his new role was more than clear here, submitting easy. Yet, he had a worry.

	"I'm not... used to being the bottom." Kaltag softly spoke, shy at that, a stark contrast from his usual bold self.

	"Hmm, that so? Curious for someone so... submissive."

	Kaltag lowered his muzzle, clearly feeling a bit bashful for being the way he was. Balto realized it, bringing his muzzle close, softly bumping the other back up and giving a sweet little lick before lifting his muzzle up along the other's fur.

	"How about I go nice and slow, would you like that big guy?" Balto whispered, his muzzle having reached up and right against the other's ear, having the other shudder. "I'll make you feel goooood..."

	"That would... be really nice."

	"Atta boy." Balto brought his head back. "Just keep yourself perked up like that for me, stud."

	Wolf paws both rose to the chinook's body, massaging into the features with claws softly pressed in and scraping through the top layer of fur and into the inner coat, running along the body's and fur's direction slow and snug. Kaltag barked out of the pleasure such simple movement could bring him, chills running through his body when the paws reached his rump and slid off with Balto hopping on all fours and stepping behind the other male.

	Balto went right for other's rearside then, muzzle already softly brushing under the other's tail and lifting it out of the way. Kaltag assisted the other by curling it up, taking this moment to relax his torso down and relaxing on forelegs crossed up on that deck fencing.

	"I've always liked your scent."

	"Really?" Kaltag asked surpriced.

	"Uh-huh. One of the many reasons I haven't minded your company."

	"I... smell that good?"

	"Yeah." Balto chuckled soft. "To my wolf nose atleast... very much so..."

	The words trailed off and silenced when Balto's nose pressed in closer. This wasn't a simple canine greeting or getting to know each other, oh no, Balto pressed his nose right in and all up close, making direct contact on the other's rearside, nose firmly against the other's pucker.

	A little yelp from Kaltag, then a nervous laughter that was followed by a moan, Balto's damp nose tickling with it's slightest little starting movements, the wiffing and breathing feeling quite warm as the wolfdog's breaths got a touch more heavier with the heat picking up. Balto didn't leave it to just nuzzling and smelling the other either, his muzzle was already fully pressed forward, lips and jaw perked up against the other's taint, chin even somewhat touching the studly balls.

	"A-ahhh... Baltoooo..."

	Balto merely replied with a flirty little chuckle, clearly pleased to have such simple actions make the other moan. The half wolf inhaled the other's scents, by now moving the front of his muzzle up and down along the other's fine butt, nuzzling in between the cheeks and under the tail. The motions kept up the other's vocal little reactions, and brought out something else too.

	"Mrrh, your scent is getting stronger." Balto huffed out.

	"It is...?" Kaltag panted, his breaths forming steamy clouds more visible as his body warmed up further each passing moment. "Is it bad?"

	"No..." Balto brought his head up, resting a paw on the other's behind and grinning handsomely at his friend. "It's perfect. Your arousal really shows, just like that night."

	While it might've not showed through his fur Kaltag was definitely blushing, feeling quite flustered over the other's comments, never having thought his scent was or could be so strong. It could've been easily just been the wolfdog's nose that was much sharper than any typical sled dog's, but it still had the gorgous chinook embarrassed. He turned his head from looking back over his own shoulder, resting it back down on top of his paws.

	Balto smiled sweet as he lowered his head down again, aiming for the other guy's rear once again while leaving his paw up on the other's body. Balto gave all of it a short little overall look before adjusting his fore, pawing the stud's curled up tail further out of the way.

	"Let's see about getting this big sled dog all prepared..."

	Muzzle pressed in again yet this time the nose didn't make contact, Balto's tongue instead lapping out and starting to hungrily slurp and suck the chinook's enterance, the beginnings of getting the bottom dog all nice and ready. Wet, soft, sleek tongue ran all over the furless flesh pucker, spreading saliva and slowly loosening Kaltag's enterance.

	Kaltag couldn't stay completely still under this treatment, the first few licks especially sensitive and pleasureful, forcing him to step his hinds about in efforts to keep his rearside up and perked for the hero. He was barking out his pleasureful sounds, using it as a tool of sorts to be able to hang in there and stay as the bottom the other was oh so desiring - Kaltag going to make absolutely sure to give Balto what he wanted.

	Even with the other's reactions Balto didn't stop, he kept going without a pause. Soon his tongue wasn't merely just slurping sloppily, it was starting to push inside, working the tip past the tight enterance and into inner depths, then backing up before again pushing in, continuing the work while tilting his head from side to side and letting his damp muscle heat every bit he could find and reach within the other male. He didn't stick to just lubing things up, he kept working to help the other relax and get used to the sensation, even Balto himself moaning and groaning over the other male's deep taste and scent.

	"F-fuck Balto, you're... too good at this...! The best, grah... the most... aaahh..."

	Kaltag couldn't even properly ramble now, the fact amusing Balto who again chuckled past the deep rimjob. The chinook's flesh had soon relaxed well enough through all of it, the wolfdog seeing this as a good time to go for more than just preparations.

	Balto backed off his tongue, kissing the damp hole while pulling out and before backing off his head. He looked at the good work he had done, the hole nice and damp, fur around it a bit flattened from the spread up spit and a hefty droplet running down along the taint. With it's guidance the part wolf took a good long look down at the barky huffy dog's impressive balls, slightly swaying about to Kaltag's subtle squirming.

	"You're quite a stud, Kaaaltag..."

	Balto couldn't help but bring his muzzle in close once more. First a hefty lick on the dog's taint, then another lower down, and another that begun from the bottom side of the fine balls, tongue cupping upwards and lifting the orbs before pulling back. Kaltag's balls flopped down as Balto moved back to the taint and ran over the hole one more time, by now barely tasting Kaltag himself with all the drool there.

	"F-fuck..." Kaltag again swore in response.

	"Feeling good, hmm Kaltag?" Balto rumbled out soft, lifting his head up, stepping closer and bringing his chest over Kaltag's rearside, already getting into position. "You ready to take me?"

	"Baltooo... are you, going to...?" Kaltag asked with a quick turn of his head, looking over at his top.

	"Uh-huh." One of Balto's paws was already tugging the other male's waist closer, the other paw pressing down on Kaltag's upper back. "Didn't you figure it out yet, silly?"

	"Uh, I did! But... h-here under the stars?"

	"That's right. It's time to mount you."

	"But...! Rh, right here?" Kaltag turned his head about, back towards the town and again at Balto. "Someone might see us, that would be the most troublesome, the absolutely worst, the, the the uh... huff..."

	"Worried now, handsome?"

	Balto wasn't going to stop here, instead showing he was going to do it right then and there at the front of the boat. With both his paws reached for the waist, Balto tightened in and locked both him and the other in place. From there he pushed his own hips in and close, pressing his sheathed package firmly against the other's damp rear, perfectly slotting between Kaltag's ass cheeks to rub, poke and tease.

	"What you worried about stud, that they could see? That someone might a glimpse of these two studs fucking, of the best lead dogs in Nome so close to each other." Balto further teased with a growl escaping him, his weight laying more and more over the other each passing second. "What do you think they could do to us two strong dogs, hmm Kaltag?"

	Balto played with the other in more ways than one, keeping his cock merely hot dogging the flustered bottom, feeling his wolfhood start to slide more and more into view, giving firmer prods the longer Balto was there. The chinook on the other hand found himself just grunting about past his worries and deep arousal, trying to hold back the moans from the strange excitement, unable to speak out his distress of their "out in the open" spot. Balto however, he wasn't worried at all.

	"Don't worry Kaltag. Noone will see us this far out from the town. Trust me."

	"B-but..." Kaltag mumbled out, still worried it seemed.

	"Well, how about we do this then..."

	Not leaving Kaltag a chance to speak back further Balto was now properly aiming his leaky tip right at the hole he was going to be fucking, getting angles and positions just right before beginning. A few more adjustments with his strong legs - hinds clinging hard onto the floorboards, forelegs secured in tight in this doggy style position. He was ready to claim the chinook.

	"Why don't you stay on the lookout while I fuck you." Balto chuckled with another one of his handsome grins, this time unwitnessed by Kaltag. "Make sure noone catches us, stud."

	With a worried look Kaltag looked back at Balto again, at the wolfy top who was starting to push in. Balto's cocktip slid in as easily as his tongue had, spreading and stretching the chinook's hole, sinking deeper, in no time much deeper than where the mouth had managed to work. A pull back to grab more of the drool to bring further with his shaft, Balto skillfully spread the natural lubing on and on, deeper into the bottom and having the groaning chinook's face turn lewd, shifting back forward into the more natural and comfortable position.

	Balto's tempo was different from Kaltag's own horny domination from days back, not halting, not stopping, going deeper with each thrust until most of the length had sank into the depths with his sheath completely shifted back and off from blocking the way. The constant rhythm must've been thanks to the added lube, Balto's cock sliding freely and much more comfortably for both right right off the bat, already allowing Balto to not just hump, but full on thrust and piston his member back and forth. Yet he didn't go fast at all, nice and smooth like an experienced man would working on his mate.

	Kaltag was whimpering, but it wasn't from pain no, the lewd crying was mixed in with his own lustiest needs called forth with the deep pleasure the wolfdog's massive size was giving him. Just like the chinook's own member Balto's was long and girthy, overall very sizable, wolf sized one could say, surely even bigger than Kaltag's. Yet with Balto's skillful abilities and tempo he was an absolute pleasure to take. Kaltag was definitely tight, but oh, Balto clearly knew how to deal with that.

	Even when he went slow and smooth Balto gave no breaks, pushing the chinook's limits each moment and with each thrust, easing up only whenever Kaltag's studly whimpers and squirming got a touch too loud and sounded like he could use a slower moment. Balto never took too long with allowing the bottom to get used to it, the wolfdog top clearly taking pleasure in making the other take and endure it when he barely could, driving his own wolfy desires and dominance even further. For a brief moment the fucking properly came to a halt though, leaving the wolfhood in deep.

	"So, how is it...? Hurrfh... did anyone see us yet?"

	"Grah... ah... I... I don't, think so, ah..."

	Kaltag had hardly even concentrated looking the town's way, his eyes barely open, tongue hanging out from between his teeth in the front of his muzzle and dripping drool off the boat. As worried as he had seemed at first his mind was blanking in on the wolfdog and his cock.

	"Yeah...?"

	Balto slowly rammed forward powerfully then, his knot forcing it's way on and on and unexpectedly for Kaltag slipping right into the bottom dog, leaving him gasping from the pain the unswollen plug brought his entire rearside. The wolfdog let out a deep grunt of his own and took this moment to hug closer into the chinook, raising his strong fores from the other's waist to around his chest, tugging the bottom dog closer.

	"Concentrate on me, on us. Feel my body taking you, my cock fucking you... Submit to me, don't think about anything else."

	Balto was speaking quite dirty, feeling a certain claiming desire towards the submissive male, a sensation that had his cock throbbing hard fully buried. As good as it felt to be so deep he then pressed a hind forward and against one of Kaltag's, pushing for support to unplug himself before they would accidentally tie together too tight, sloppily pulling the knot out before it would end up swelling. He again left the chinook breathless and without words from the aching at his rearside, squirming as Balto's hard thrusting returned without a pause.

	Back and forth, silent little barky groans and moans, soon even short growls mixed in, Balto's moves clearly not hindered despite not having his fores in a proper doggy style spot. But he was a true canine, he found it hard not to go back to what felt more natural, both forelegs reaching back and tightening like pythons into the other's waist, paws digging perfectly into Kaltag's groin and claiming the hindlegs into his hold.

	Balto had taken it easy so far, going slow and smooth, getting the bottom used to and loving what the wolfdog could give. Yet now the pace was increasing, Balto soon fucking like a wolf and getting much more audible the more he outputted with his powerful body. His muscles worked hard, he wasn't merely just dominating Kaltag, he was overwhelming him.

	The chinook allowed it all, his top was free to go as hard as he wished to. What had so far been whimpers had turned into proper moans, out of control barks likewise escaping Kaltag while his own cock throbbed hard beneath him, swinging front and back whenever his whole body was bumped along to Balto's hard moves. Kaltag was already leaking onto the floorboards while he stepped about trying to keep himself still, struggling against the other male's sheer power that only seemed to get more intense.

	A big chomp then came in, Balto biting into Kaltag's scruff. The chinook once again gasped, left panting voiceless as he was taken into an even harder, fiercer domination. With the manhandling on his entire body getting even stronger to take he had to shift his forelegs about, pressing his paws against the upper sections of the fence and pushing against it hard, the old planks creaking as if the boat itself was struggling to take on the ride.

	"Bah... B-baltooo...! Balto, grah... Baltoo!" Kaltag moaned out each time Balto's cock hit in deep and balls slapped into his taint.

	"Grrfh, you want me!?" The wolfdog growled back through the bite muffling his words.

	Kaltag, however, lacked the words to properly answer, forced to concentrate on enduring the ride with Balto dealing the slightest tilt with his hips, that smallest adjustment having the cock inside press up against Kaltag's prostate. The bottom felt his own cock throb hard from the added pleasure hitting him full force, his legs almost giving in, shaking and straining trying to keep himself perked up for the man taking him.

	To the luck of the bottom's waning power the growling beast on the top was starting to quickly get close to his climax, each of Balto's deep fast thrusts starting to tempt the wolf-knot to swell for the eventual release. The way Balto's powerful moves otherwise claimed Kaltag were telling of his orgasm quickly approaching, he was manhandling the chinook hard and feral, still tugging just as strong with his forelegs, adding a few shakes to the bite on that scruff and grinding his heavy body on top of the bottom.

	"You want me!?" Balto again growled out dominant and with authority, this time with the bite released.

	"Yes Baltoooh...!! I want you!"

	"You're gonna take all of me!!"

	The wolf beast pressed his knot hard against the bottom's enterance, the flesh plug again plopping in quite easy yet locking hard into Kaltag, leaving the chinook groaning and snarling from it's sheer girth. This time things got much more intense right after the sloppy plopping sound, the knot starting to swell the moment it had tied in, securing tight and spreading the bottom's insides further.

	It wasn't just Balto getting ready for the peak though, the moment his member had locked in Kaltag's own knot was swelling massive, entire length tight and throbbing, uncontrollably leaking despite no contact happening, completely paws free. Not even Balto's paws despite their large size made contact anywhere on Kaltag's length nor knot, the chinook was just made to bottom it seemed, loving it.

	With desperate sounding moans right before the peak the two were in perfect sync, their shared orgasm hit them full force, Balto growling and holding back his breath and voice while Kaltag practically whimpered again. Each of their squirms, lewd throbs and pulsating motions, and sexual sounds, it all pushed each other over the edge to blew their heavy loads at the same time. Balto pumped all he had deep inside his male love, Kaltag messily shooting all across the fence and the floorboards. Their faces were snarled up, eyes shut, teeth grit.

	Right in the middle of their climax Balto suddenly released his forepaws and brought them on Kaltag's shoulders, pressing down and extending his legs as he brought his chest up, lifting his head up and pointing his muzzle up towards the starry sky with no more thrusting motions following.

	A mighty howl of a wolf sang out, Balto letting his wild voice be heard.

	Kaltag listened, yet with his ears flattened down in his submission. For that moment he held his own whimpers and any other sounds back out of respect for the top dog's primal voice, giving it all the room it needed to go, the howl long and majestic.

	With the mighty wolf's sound slowly dieing out the two were left there softly grunting, panting, recharging, Balto starting to lower down back on top of Kaltag to rest for the moment.

	"Hey..." Balto softly spoke. "How was that...?"

	"Amazing..."

	Balto chuckled, he well remembered Kaltag using that same word the last time too.

	"Balto, you were... rough."

	"Too rough?"

	"No, no! Not at all, it was perfect, it was the most... most intense sex I've gotten! I was just... surpriced."

	"Hah... Think I surpriced myself too there. Expected something more gentle from me, huh?"

	"Yeah! But instead you... fucked like a wolf."

	"Think I might've embraced my wolf side a bit too much." Balto again chuckled soft. "How about we go gentle the next time...?"

	"That would be nice, nrrfh..."

	From there Balto backed off carefully, still tied in deep and unable to unplug, instead turning around like dogs often did in this situation, shifting the two ass to ass, Balto now on all fours behind Kaltag, leaving the chinook enjoying the view for a while longer.

	The two only shared a few rare words then, they stood and stayed there as comfortably as they possibly could until after a good while the locked up knot eventually shrank and loosened up, allowing the two to get out of the spot, Kaltag groaning as Balto managed to pull out.

	Sweet little licks from one to the other followed after, Balto even being a gentleman and cleaning up the other's rearside, licking it as clean as he possibly could. Kaltag insisted on returning the treatment, the part exposing his groin and letting the chinook work on getting his top's member and groin cleaned up.

	The two soon settled off to Balto's sleeping spot more within the boat, resting on a couple of old rags and blankets. It might've not been as comfortable as Kaltag's old bed, but being able to sleep together and cuddle up once again more than made up for the lack of anything else.

	Boris again returned the following morning. Lucky for the secret male lovers they had already headed out back to the town, leaving the bird just feeling lucky he hadn't been there to need to endure the howls while trying to sleep.