“Here to fuck or get fucked?” A voice said to his left. He turned his head and saw his friend, Ez, standing behind the counter wearing a rather nice suit, a wide grin on that handsome and chiseled face.
“You greet all your customers personally?” Ta’mmon asked, grinning wide as well and offering a hand.
The Czech Wolfdog laughed and took the offered paw, giving a strong and hearty handshake. “Only the ones that matter the most! And you're a fellow CEO on top of that. Welcome to my humble establishment Ta’mmon, I hope it’s to your liking so far. We pride ourselves on being exquisite, clean and discreet.”
The jackal took a look around and nodded, wood paneling, carved granite countertops and a faint smell of incense hung in the air. “It is very cozy, very luxurious. I rather like it so far and seeing as I’m on vacation as of today, I figured I might as well see what this place was all about!”
“Alright Ammon, let me show you to your room, I have you in one of our regular suites. I hope that’s not a problem?” The muscular males turned down a hallway and began walking towards a series of doors on either side, each one having a rather expensive-looking electronic lock.
“That is fine, there is no need to roll out the red carpet or anything. Right now, I’m just a regular local yokel here to relax! As for your first question when I walked through the door: surprise me. I’m open to anything.”
Ez stopped at door 69, rather appropriate given the hotel’s reputation, and unlocked it with a keycard before handing it to the jackal. “Good, then you’ll have fun with Lusk!” The door opened to reveal a handsome looking fox splayed out on the bed in a suggestive pose, naked and smirking in a way that only a fox could. The jackal stepped inside and before he could turn around fully, the door closed and he could hear Ez laughing as he walked away. ‘Looks like I’m going to top today’ the jackal thought to himself.
He turned to hang his suit jacket up in the rack beside the door when a pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind, looking back to see that the fox was considerably shorter and not as built as him. He chuckled softly. “Well hello there cutie, see something you like?” Ta’mmon asked.
“I see quite a bit actually, and I can’t wait to take it~” Lusk replied coyly, dragging a finger down the front of the silk dress shirt Ta’mmon wore. Without any formalities, the shenanigans began with the jackal turning around and planting his lips against the fox’s slowly walking them both against the bed. The two tongues collided and coiled around one another as Lusk began to work on the dress shirt and tie while the jackal undid his belt and pants. The kiss never broke as Ta’mmon was stripped bare, the tie being flung across the room and shirt over the headboard. The pants fell to the larger male’s ankles and he stepped out of them and got onto the bed on all fours above the fox.
Each horny male grabbed the other’s half-hard member and began stroking, slowly but firmly, both knowing how to work a shaft. The two professionals pulled out all the stops to get the other going: pinching nipples, teasing openings and scritching behind the ears. Finally it was Lusk that got the upper hand as he wrapped his legs around the jackals waist and used his bare feetpaws to massage the base of the jackal’s tail, making the large canine break the kiss and bite his lip.
“Careful foxy, that’s a bit sensitive!” Ta’mmon chuckled and looked down at the other male, the sly grin getting even wider.
“Oh yeah? Well why don’t you let me grab some lube and we can get started? Why don’t you face the wall and I’ll lube you up?”
Ta’mmon, in his lust-addled mind, put two-and-two together and came up with the idea that the fox was going to rim him while lubing up the jackal’s cock from behind. He chuckled and nodded before facing the wall on all fours. Lusk scooted out from underneath and went to the other side of the room, next to the bathroom. He was gone for a few seconds before calling out. “I can’t find the lube, can you check that dresser next to you?”
Turning his head, the Anubian saw a dresser with a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon and two wine glasses sitting on top. He got off the bed and opened the top drawer, looking in and seeing it empty. Before he could say anything, he felt a pair of strong hands gripping his hips and a heat near his tailhole.
“That trick never fails~ I know you want this big guy, I can smell it on you. You might want to get ready because I’ve been pent up for a couple of days…”
The jackal was taken aback by the sudden dominance of Lusk and could only chuckle at it. “I assumed you would be the sub. Guess you really wanna climb this mountain, huh?”
“Never judge a book by its cover. Not all foxes are cock sluts. I mean, I am, but I did say there was a lot that I saw that I liked, and wanted to take it, didn’t I?” He pressed the head of his shaft against the jackal’s rear, Ta’mmon lifting his tail for the vulpine.
“Now that you mention it, you did. Though I bet you can’t make me blow a load hands-free. If you do, I’ll pay for your room as well, and you can come see me whenever you want.” The jackal dared, looking back at lust with a cocky grin.
“Deal~” Was all Lusk said before gripping the jackal’s hips tighter and shoving his shaft inside of his larger companion, making both males moan loudly. The fox was rather thick and the jackal was rather tight, both males getting pleasure from the other already. After adjusting his grip and making his larger bitch bend over all the way, Lusk began a hard and rough pounding from the start, knowing bigger guys needed to be shown their place early on. Ta’mmon grunted as he was being plowed good and hard already, his body rocking back and forth by the surprising power of his vulpine dom. The yellow spite of man meat the canine sported was flopping around uselessly underneath him, occasionally slapping against his abs. He couldn’t believe that such a smaller male could make him feel so damn good being fucked, and it was rare for the jackal to give up his ass anyway.
“Nngh… that’s it foxy! Get in there! Don’t stop… mmfff… until you breed this bigger bitch! You got that?” Even as the bigger bottom, the jackal found it hard not to retain some of his dominance. Lusk paused his thrusting and jabbed inside, his member hitting the jackal’s prostate dead on and grinned at the loud yelp from his partner. “I planned on breeding your ass full several times today, but thanks for your permission!”
The railing continued again, even harder and faster than before as both males grunted and moaned out their pleasure and enjoyment, the dresser rocking violently enough to knock over the wine glasses and the bottle itself. The snarls and pants from the fox told Ta’mmon that he was close, and the pressure he was feeling himself told him the same thing about his own climax. He gripped his member and flopped it on the top of the dresser after feeling it slam against the side of it one too many times, the copious amount of precum he was spurting out already dripping off the edges.
The two didn’t last much longer and it was Lusk who climaxed first, sinking in his member balls deep into his muscular bitch before groaning loudly as he came. Thick ropes of seed blasted into the jackal’s body and further adding to the pressure against his prostate. Ta’mmon himself groaned deeply, his throbbing shaft losing its load all over the top of the dresser, making quite the mess. The fox rode out his climax for a little while, feeling the clenching hole that was a sign of the canine reaching his peak as well, and slowed to a stop, both hands rubbing over the well defined back of his partner. Lusk looked over and saw the massive load that the jackal spilled everywhere, grinning wide.
“Looks like I won the bet Jacko! You're paying for my shit and I get to have this right ass all to myself for the next five days. I think I’m ready for round two, usually by round ten I’ll start to get tired~”
Ta’mmon chuckled and shook his head until he caught the tail end of what the vulpine said. “Wait, what?!”
It appears that teh WolfdogBalls, Inc. hotel suites are quite popular for one-night stands as well as longer fuck sessions. I mean, makes sense since we fucken' encourage that!
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