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An anthro husky is looking after a feral wolf pack during mating season, the younger males are getting rowdy without mates of their own, how is the local biologist going to help the boys cope?

“Stop it you nitwit!” A young wolf shouted out, ruining the stillness of the snow covered mountain. It was deep winter, a few snowflakes lazily falling to the ground.

The wolves glared at one another, a heavy paw slapping hard against a skull before their voices turned into pitched growls.

Another pair of canine ears took notice of the comotion, Randall the biologist looking up from his notes toward the roughhousing brother wolves.

Randall was an anthro husky, red fur and white belly showing under a pocketed vest. The vest was unbuttoned and hanging open to his furred chest. He wore nothing else, quite comfortable even while flakes of snow slid off his fur as he stood up to address the approaching wolves.

His plump furry sheath and balls hung out for all to see. Back in civilization the look would be rather rude, but here in the feral wilderness he liked to forsake the unnecessary coverings.

Randall was a biologist, having spent the last two years up on this mountain save for a few trips back into civilization for fresh supplies. The job was hard, not many anthros willing to take the position but the well furred husky felt natural here, his love of nature and ferals prompting him to jump at the opportunity. He still had another year in his duty, and he was already thinking of an extension.

Not to mention the family of wolves he was living beside was feeling more and more like his own family each year. He knew all the pups well, the two oldest males now snarling at one another right in the clearing before him. They may not really be his pups but he had a responsibility to help them however he could.

The young biologist had known this particular pack since the boys now roughhousing by his camp had been just little squirming balls of fur. They were members of an endangered subspecies, needing some assistance to help regrow their population.

“Hey hey, what's this now?” Randall spoke up, the wolf boys usually were quite civil with their interactions.

“Hi Mr Randall...” The first wolf spoke, followed by his brother as their heads lowered in submission. The boys were approaching their second year, having reached their maturity even if they still lacked the experience and skills to set off on their own.

“Sas Bit me!” The first wolf spoke up, his name was Bik, most all black save for a few splotches of white on his chest and toes.

“Nuh uh! Fuck face!!!” his lighter coated brother retorted, showing a sudden burst of vulgarity.

“Whoa! Whats gotten into you boys?” Randall stood, arms now on his hips in a disapproving manner.

“He's just so annoying!” Bik growled, eyes focused on his lighter colored brother.

“You are! Why are you so dumb!” Sas retorted, the wolves staring one another down before they were distracted away from one another's throats.

“Boys its the breeding season, its natural for some drama to play out.” The anthro scientist explained. With his own canine nose he was well aware of the hormones surging all around, having increased his masterbatory frequency since the female pheromones began to waft their way around the mountain.

“We know! Don't you think we know!” Bik complained.

“We wanna have sex too! It smells so good!” His brother shouted, unashamed of his desperation.

“Mom and dad are out screwing again… I don't think they want company...”

“And Jin and Roe dont like us right now...” Sas stated, speaking of their two litter-sisters who were experiencing their first estruses.

“When we tried to ask they just got angry...” Bik admitted, head sinking low in submission.

“Hmm, you attempted? Interesting.” The biologist stated, bringing up his notepad and beginning to jot something down.

“Oh no! Please don't write that down! I wasn't really going to do anything, I just had to know… you know?” Bik stumbled, before shutting his mouth seeing the pen continue to scrawl out its marks.

“But what do we do? I just want to know what it's like! My dick feels crazy!” Sas just groaned, feeling his cock trapped in his tightened sheath as he was teased with the smallest tastes of pleasure.

“Well boys… This is the time in a young wolf's life where it may be time to head out on your own. Look for your own lovely lady wolf.“

“We looked! But it's scary!‘ Bik answered. Randall had noticed they were nowhere to be seen the day before. But despite their age it was clear the boys were not quite ready to stake out on their own, needing a bit more confidence and life skills.

“And I like to eat!” Sas added, remembering their worries venturing out on their own.

“Why! I'm so pissed!” Sas shouted in unfocused frustration, the energy that was making the boys turn on eachother starting to bubble up again.

“Calm down boys… I know it's difficult but one day you'll get some action.” The male anthro tried to comfort them.

“The girls would kill us!” the boys complained together, feeling out of luck and out of options when it came to the ladies.

“Perhaps you'll have better luck from a girl thats not related to you.” Randall laughed.

Looking down at the frustrated males Randall couldn't help but feel empathy for the boys. Every male knows how torturous it can be to go without. But anthro’s like Randall always had his own paw to see to those needs. These wolves didn't have such a benefit, masturbation was very difficult and awkward for the ferals without their own paws to grip.

“...Perhaps there is something I can do.” Randall crossed his arms, seeing the boys hone their attention in onto his words.

“What..?” Bik asked, tail unconsciously wagging at the prospect.

“I have got some semen collection gear with me. And I don't believe I have any samples from you boys yet.”

Both boys were wagging, their tails slapping against each other in a sudden look of solidarity between the feuding brothers.

“So you boys feel like giving some samples? Letting some of that energy out could really help.”

The boys had seen their own father provide Randall a sperm sample last summer, they knew well what the act would entail.

“I wanna be first! I call first!” Sas was quick to speak up and secure his position.

“Aww... you... I’m second.” Bik spoke up with a bit of annoyance.

“Ok… Just give me a few minutes to get everything.” Randall spoke with a smile, already seeing the boys refocus their frustration.

Randall turned back to his camp, leaving the anxious boys behind.

Searching through his gear Randall found everything, collecting it and leaving his tent. In his paws were a bundle of latex sleeves, a bottle of water based lubricant and a few hand warmers he was keeping close to the gear for the boys benefit.

Randall himself used these tools, making some self relief easier out in the mountains. They worked quite well, keeping a canine cock of any type wet and clean. Even just collecting the gear was triggering the feeling for Randall to crave a nut of his own. Later he thought, making sure to slip a third sleeve into his pocket for himself.

The boys were already waiting outside his tent, having followed the biologist in their eagerness.

“Ok Sas, do you want some privacy for this?” Randall asked, holding out two of the latex sleeves and squirting some of the warmed lube down into them.

“Just do it! I want to do it!” The young wolf begged as he began humping the air, showing his eagerness as his furry balls swung bellow. Every fiber of him begging to be relieved of the heavy burden.

“Ok, If this feels at all uncomfortable just let me know and we can stop.” Randall finished, the prepared sleeves now ready to accept eager canine cock. He placed one of the sleeves with the hand warmers in his vest pocket as he held his fingers around the other and knelt down before the young wolf.

“Please! Just please!” The pent up male shouted again, hormones raging as his eyes held on the sleeve, soon to be relief from the stresses of the past week and a half.

“Spread your hind legs please.” Randall instructed, holding out the condom like latex sleeve.

Sitting down next to the wolf Randall looked to his furry undercarriage. Randall had quite similar equipment between his own thighs, knowing very well how to handle the fellow canine.

The wolf’s furry sheath was wobbling back and forth before Randall gently stabilized the male’s anatomy with his paw. His fingertips were careful, already feeling the eager male swollen in his widening sheath. With his other paw he held up the sleeve and kissed the entrance up against his bright red tip. With a push from Randall’s paw Sas’s sheath opened, sliding back as his raw canine cock found itself in the lubricated tube.

“ohhhHH!” The young wolf exclaimed with rising exclamation, feeling his sheath pushing all the way back by the smooth, warm latex. Rubber rolling over the bump of his knot sent a surge of instinct and desperate pleasure into his inexperienced body.

His hips bucked forward in tentative little bursts, instincts springing to life as Randall’s paw grasped his virgin knot with a firm squeeze. Sas felt the anthro’s entire paw cover him, pressure bearing down from every angle as his knot pumped and pushed against the resistance.

“Be sure to provide as much as you can.” Randall matter of factly stated as the young wolf could only stare harshly ahead, eyes wide and jaw held agape in utter gratification. His hips were moving on their own, thrusting hard as youthful fluids already began pumping through his length and splashing into the latex reservoir.

Whole paw holding the wolf’s cock Randall secured his two padded fingers on either side behind his knot, feeling it bulging between his fingers as the lupine cock grew at each pulse, his length twitching and pushing in male ecstasy.

“MMPHH! FUCCCCK!” Sas cried out, mouth agape as his sensitive cock rubbed hard into the ribbed latex sleeve, pressure closing in around his pulsing knot, making him pump and tremble in intense pleasure.

The wolf’s hips rocked hard, pulling Randall’s grip to and fro as the dog held tight. He tried to give the young wolf good resistance, doing his best to simulate a canine’s gripping vagina.

The wolf’s hind paws danced against the snowy ground, hips bouncing as his whole body got into the action, feeling as if his entire being was held by the knot. To him there was nothing else but the grip on his glans as he bounced on the husky’s tight paw as he drooled and panted loudly from his open maw.

The lubricated sleeve was tightening, rubbery latex holding around him as the dogs paw squeezed and demanded even more from the wolf.

In his enthusiasm the young wolf turned his body towards Randall, eyes still staring ahead as he indulged another overpowering impulse. Sas’s forepaws reached out to Randall as his feral instincts demanded more traction, more grip.

Randall made no resistance, leaning back as the young wolf mounted him. His forepaws reached and hooked under his armpit.   Perhaps letting the young male do this was a little too much. But Randall didn't want to ruin the poor boys fun. And out here in the woods it really didn't matter.

So he braced himself for the wolf, Sas’s head now pushing down against his shoulder. Sas held tight onto the anthro his hips as he thrust even harder. Randall struggled for a moment to keep up, making sure to keep that tight grip on the jackhammering wolf cock.

“OHHHHHH! FUCCKKK!!!” Sas cried out, cock now fully swollen and thrusting into Randall’s tight paw as he felt his most sensitive flesh squeezed. Every nerve of the wolf ignited in a youthful passion he had never felt before.

“Do what you need.” Randall smiled, feeling the wolfs powerful bucking hips thrust up against him. The dog only needed to keep his grip on the humping wolf's knot, as the canine cock filled the sleeve.

Sas’s eyes rolled back, mouth agape as a series of pleasured gasps and pants showed his pleasure.

His hips continued to roll, heavy balls swinging and cock dripping as his youthful energy refused to eb.

“Squeeze me! HARD!” The young wolf grunted, breath failing for a moment as he felt tremendous pressure in his loins, the sensation changing as he edged closer to something big.

Randall strengthened his grip, feeling the hard wolf knot under his fingers as he pulled against the wolf's cock. His fingers were on each side of the feral’s knot stem, palm and other fingers holding tight around the wolfs large glans as his cock reached its limits, taught smooth skin struggling against the ribbed latex sheath.

Sas’s forepaws gripped tighter against the anthro's upper body as his hind legs bounced and danced in orgasmic joy.

“I’m gonna… Gonna..!” He shouted out, panting wildly as his mind was alight with joy. A wild smile on his face as he felt his knot rock hard, a funny feeling radiating out from his still thrusting groin and up his still squirting cock.

Randall gripped harder, pulling against every thrust as he bit his lip, watching the wolfs big red cock as he kept the seal tight, trying to get every bit of pleasure for the horny male.

Sas's legs spread wide, humps turning to strong, short tugs as he felt Randall's paw massage his cumming knot, his flesh softly caressed by the inside of the sleave as he came into the latex reservoir.

The young wolf could only moan, pushing in as he shot hard into the collector, feeling the sensation of cumming for the very first time. His eyes were wide, lids slowly closing as exasperated gasps slipped from his lips.

The pressure on his knot was so incredibly intense, body trembling as more cum was milked from his balls, splashing violently into the collector. His voice trembled out in a slow whine, both his cock and balls pulsing in complete ecstasy in his first climax.

In his moments of overwhelming pleasure his hips ground to a halt, now feeling the biologist kneading and squeezing his swollen glans with his gripping fingers. His body fell hard against Randall who stayed strong to support the exhausted male.

To the wolf it was amazing, feeling those strong fingers caressing every nerve of his knot as they drew out even more of his lupine cum. Both males held still for a moment, The wolf's pleasure obvious and visceral to the male husky as his body lay atop him.

As the wolf finally settled Randall reached around, free paw handling the wolfs covered shaft. The anthro dog was impressed by the young wolf’s size, seeing him pumping regular squirts of rich canine seed into the reservoir, his pointed tip already swimming in his own mess.

With lidded eyes Sas dismounted Randall, still rubbing fur with the anthro who kept a hard grip on his knot. Sas began to turn his head, struggling to lift a leg until he saw his cock hanging down from his groin.

“Thats my… my… dick...” Sas spoke, eyes glued to his own masculinity for the first time in its full glory.

“Yes, you are a healthy boy Sas.” Randall gave a bemused laugh, seeing the wolf checking himself out. Meanwhile the anthro kept his eyes on the lupine cock too, the clear latex giving a good view of him.

Randall had never been with another male sexualy, but he was not a stranger to the male form. A quick glance confirmed his own cock was peeking a little, feeling his sheath swelling as he adjusted himself.

“Sas…? How is it?” The wolf’s brother asked, having been watching intently as his brother got milked.

“Mmm… this is… oh god...” The cumming wolf moaned, trying to collect himself.

“This is the best thing ever! It feels so… so... good!” He gasped in glee, still feeling the pleasure reverberating through him as Randall's hard grip on his knot served well to milk the young male.

“Sas, can you turn for me?” Randall instructed, hoping to hold the wolf a little easier than reaching down past his whole body.

Sas weakly lifted his leg and began to spin about. Randall pivoted his cock into the traditional tie stance, holding it out from his rear as Sas's furry balls pushed out of the way.

The young wolf’s cock was now clearer to see as lupine fluids sloshed about and filled the end of the sleeve. Above, under his furry tail his butt clenched in time with his pulses, whole body flexing slightly with every wave of pleasure pumping from him.

Bik moved a little closer, smelling lupine cum and watching his brother’s red member pumping away. His own sheath was tightening, arousal and anticipation burning in his loins.

“Oooh… it’s still going.” Sas moaned, feeling every jet of cum filling the reservoir with a delightful tingle.

“Yes you will be hard for quite awhile, just enjoy.” The anthro husky smiled, patting Sas on the rear.

Sas let his tongue hang low, panting as he did as he was asked. The young virgin wolf’s mind was ablaze, with those strong fingers holding him he was in heaven. His hips weakly pulled forward, tugging at the mock tie a little more as he gasped weakly into the cold air.

“How is this… so good.” Sas asked, turning his head back to the biologist caressing his virgin cock.

“The canine penis is an amazing thing...” Randall smirked knowingly, glad to be seeing Sas enjoying this so much.

“Have you mated before, sir?” Asked Bik, feeling anxious around his cumming brother and the capable anthro.

“Yes, I've mated a good number of times.” Randall bragged a little in front of the wolves, having had two anthro girlfriends back in university. He was no stranger to what the boys sought.

“Tying with a bitch… and cumming in her?” Bik wagged, eyes wide at the very thought.

“How does being in a girl feel?” Sas moaned, trying to imagine it even as his cock was squeezed well in the anthro’s paw.

“Well… this is getting a little... specific.” Randall hesitated, was this getting too personal? But hell, he had the guys knot in his paw, why not try and educate them a bit too.

“It’s hard to describe, Its like your whole cock was dipped into the hottest spring, wrapped up so very tight as you feel the pulse of your combined bodies. The feel of her flesh against you, pushing deep and pulling wide around you.” Randall tried to describe, letting his imagination and memories recall the feelings.

“Whoa...” Sas moaned, ears swiveled around to listen intently to the experienced males description.

Randall had never been with a feral, though it had always been a bit of a dirty fantasy for the anthro. He knew enough to be sure the mechanics between the two types of canines were not much different.

“And when you feel her press back against and around your knot there's no stoppin what's coming.” Randall smiled to himself as he remembered some hot and steamy nights long ago.

“You mean… it gets better?” Sas almost gasped, canine brows raised high.

“Oh yeah, my paw can only do so much. I would know.” Randall grinned, making sure to give Sas an extra hard squeeze.

“So that's what you do in the tent!” Bik was quick to comment, having heard and smelled things coming from the anthro’s canvas den.

“Time to time, a guy has needs.” Randall admitted, adjusting himself on the snow as both boys turned their attention to him.

“You sure do.” Bik spoke up, sniffing towards the biologist’s groin. His furry sheath was swollen wide, pink tip breaching out as his heavy balls wobbled bellow. He had masturbated the day before, but today's activities were speeding his needs along, now sitting in front of the two curious ferals, his arousal undeniable.

“Don't worry about that, it's hard not to feel something when another guy is nutting in your paw...” He tried to explain, looking down to the snow as he felt himself truly exposed. He often wore little or nothing in front of the wolves, but this was so very different.

“So my dick getting hard is making your dick get hard?” Sas questioned, turning with a smile as he too saw the anthro’s clear reaction to his pumping cock.

“I suppose you can look at it that way...” Randall smiled back, trying to feel a little more at ease with the boys who just continued to watch the anthro's arousal trapped in his own sheath. They weren't making fun of him, they were just curious.

“That's so cool...” The wolf smiled, liking the idea of his infectious arousal.

A playful male indulgence held between the three guys. Randall was starting to relax, the boys had never seen a male like him before, and in their isolated, wild world they may not see another.

“I wanna go… when can I go?” Bik paced before the pair. The scent of male arousal and release was heavy between the three of them. His balls ached, teased by the look of utter satisfaction on his brothers face, tongue panting low and body arched over his spurting cock.

“I kinda have my paws full right now Bik.” Randall had to answer.

“But you have two paws… Can I have the other? Please… I wanna hump!” Bik shuffled impatiently, seeing and smelling Randall's arousal and his brothers cum driving him to action.

With one knot already in his paw Randall considered, perhaps letting Bik start a bit earlier would ensure he could go back to his tent and relive his own needs sooner.

“Ok Bik, but you'll have to work with me here.” Randall sat back.

“I will! I'll hump it!” The darker wolf exclaimed, stepping towards the anthro as he watched him retrieve the second latex sleeve from his vest pocket.

“Mount my arm and find the hole, I'll grab you once you’re in.” Randall instructed him, holding the entrance of the sleeve out to the wolf.

“Hump!” The excited male yelled, climbing up the anthro’s outstretched arm as his inexperienced hips bucked wildly toward the latex contraption, already dripping with utter need.

“Focus… slow and steady works best.” The experienced anthro informed, trying to keep his arm stable under the wolf’s wild thrusts.

Randall felt the wolfs weight pushing down on his body as he wrapped his forepaws around his arm, hot wolf breath against his face as Bik fumbled and danced in his over excitement. Struggling for a moment under the wolf Randall felt Bik’s penis thrusting against his knuckles, trying to find the hole as the young wolf huffed in unrestrained excitement.

“Focus up and hit that sweet spot.” Randall coached, hoping Bik did not bring his arousal too high to unsheath with all the impacts against his furry knuckles.

Bik Struggled to slow his overpowering instincts as many misses and brushes against Randall's paw let him adjust. The sudden feeling of a rubbery hole against his cock tip made his mind scream to push in.

His slick lupine cock slipped into the rubber ring, his whole body arching in a moment of pure elation as his sheath slid down to his swelling knot. With a hearty pulse of canine fluid he felt his sheath tug and squeeze at his young knot. He gasped as he felt the first pangs of true sexual thrill as his knot prepared to break free for the first time.

The moment seemed to stretch for the excited wolf, flesh pulling, swelling and finally bursting out as his knot joined the rest of his cock in the collection sleeve with an involuntary moan.

His jaw opened wide, feeling the first pangs of sexual ecstasy radiating from his constricted knot.

“WHOA” The young wolf gasped, giving another hearty spurt of canine fluid as his hips gained a mind of their own, thrusting hard as Randall found his grip around the wolf.

“I got you boy.” Randall assured, squeezing the wolf's knot as it quickly grew. His grip held tight even amid the frantic pumping and thrusting in his palm. He had to focus to keep up with the vigor of the young wolves, keeping his firm grip on both as Bik's wild thrusts shook his entire body.

Randall couldn't help but notice his own sheath, heavily laden with his own arousal and wobbling against his thigh as his arms stretched out. He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling one rock hard knot in one paw and the pulsing, vibrating power of the second as it grew and tested his grip. All the while his own knot was firming up, sheath vibrating with his whole body under the wolf's desperate humps. But he could do nothing but focus on the males around him, knowing his own time would come soon enough.

Low animalistic rumbles escaped the rutting wolf’s lips, pressing his chin hard against Randall's shoulder as he lost himself to the sensation of his knot locked hard in the grip of a paw. Randall refocused himself, keeping steady as he leaned into Bik’s attention. God it was something to feel the young feral letting loose, the wolf's whole body singing in pleasure as he helped the poor guy blow off some much needed frustration. As a fellow male Randall knew just what he was feeling right now, remembering his own first explorations with masterbation and how grand and magical it all seemed.

Swelling quickly Randall adjusted his grip on the thrusting knot, hooking two fingers on either side of his stem as he pulled hard and clamped his whole paw down around the wolfs growing glans. Randall gave an audible huff, eyes closing as he let the energy and pleasures of the wolf boys toy with his own body.

And still the young wolf bucked, drooling over the biologist as his pent up desires were rubbed and squeezed out of him. Randall tightened his grip, knowing it wouldn't be long now, feeling Bik’s hips struggle against him, giving harder and shallower pumps as he groaned aloud at the resistance.

And as Bik’s hips continued their onslaught the wolf felt the tingling in his loins becoming a shuddering wave of pure sexual delight. His eyes rolled back, breath catching in his throat as his young body prepared to burst.

Trapped in the latex sleeve his cock was taught and heavy, shaking the anthro’s whole body as his thrusts became slower and deeper. And then it hit him, a shock smashing into his young mind before an overwhelming wave of release rippled from his squirting loins.

“AHHHHH! AHH!” He shouted out, voice quivering and hips shivering with his eyes held wide at his very first climax.

“Fuuuck..!” He groaned, hips only able to tap against Randall's clenching paw, that delightful tightness not ceasing for a moment.

He continued to moan aloud, now feeling his cum shooting hard as each pulse of his cock reverberated through every nerve. Randall only squeezed tighter, an iron grip on the wolf’s knot as he smiled at the males utter delight.

Bik’s paws became loose around Randall, his body beginning to slump as his hips finally paused their fury. His knot remained rock hard as he continued to feel his energy sapped at every pulse.

Adjusting his body Randall saw the large wolf losing his balance on him, slipping in his sudden exhaustion.

“Lift your leg and spin about, just like your brother.” Randall announced, unable to do much to assist as Sas’s knot held tight in his other paw.

“Mhhh… ohhh...” He moaned, paws coming back to life as he struggled for a moment.

Reaching, he found the ground again. The wolf was feeling extremely awkward as his whole body pulsed in time with his cock, squirting strong while he attempted to remember where his limbs were.

Shakily he turned and found his stance, ancient instincts helping the young lupine stand with his cock pivoted about.

Randall looked at the scene, a wolf cock in each paw as he sat between the cumming brothers. And right in the middle of all of it his own sheath lay against his thigh, a trickle of canine excitement rolling down his pointed tip.

Randall’s heavy sheath and balls just sat there, the urges and feelings that had been driving the wolf brothers mad were seeping into him. Left without not even a free paw to tease at his swollen sheath. Adjusting his legs Randall let his hips roll forward, cock and balls stretching out for a moment as he gave a low moan before sitting back down. Soon he thought, soon.

“Wow… it’s so good!” Bik exclaimed, settling down into the pleasure his brother had already experienced.

“Mmm! I’m gonna squirt more than you!” Sas, ever competitive announced as he looked around to his collector and the heavy load sealed within.

“My knots bigger! I'll cum even more!” Bik groaned, purposely tensing his body and trying to will more cum to splash into the latex sleeve.

“Boys… you both have very nice cocks, you’re both above average and well shaped.” The anthro husky commented, looking between the boys as he couldn't help but admire them. Their feral knots were wide, Randall’s paws struggling to wrap fully around them. Any lady would be happy to be among such masculinity, and Randall couldn't help but enjoy the indulgence too.

“Mmm… cock… I have a nice cock.” Sas moaned, hearing the newer word from the older anthro.

“I meant penis… cock can be a bit of a dirty word.” Randall tried to catch himself, not wanting to admit the indulgence that was creeping into his mind.

“Dirty words… I like dirty words.” Bik groaned too, shameless in the indulgence.

“But I squirt 6 milliliters on average. Let’s see if you boys can beat that.” Randall lauged, hoping to give the brothers a goal to focus on.

“So how big is your cock when it’s hard, Mr Randall?” Sas suddenly asked, again looking to the anthro’s heavy sheath.

“Well… that's not really appropriate to share.” Randall hesitated, an internal conflict surging up within him.

“Why not? It’s just a penis, I want to see how big you two leggers are!” Sas encouraged, genuinely curious as male musk swirled in the air around them.

“I don't know… I can just take care of myself later.” Randall tried to back out of the little trap his own needs were making for him.

“Aww… but I just wanna see it! You got to see our dicks!” Bik was quick to add.

“I wanna see too… you've mated girls before, I wanna see where your puppies came from!” Sas continued to pile on the hesitating anthro.

“I’m afraid no puppies… All the ladies I mated with were on suppressants.” Randall had to spoil the moment for the naive wolves.

“Sup-ress-ent?” Bik worded out, taking in the new word and meaning.

“Pills so they don't get pregnant, lets us just have some fun without having more mouths to feed.” Randall tried to explain in a way the feral wolves would understand.

“Kinda like what we are doing? Sex just because it’s fun?” Sas asked, head cocking to the side as he heard about the anthro behaviour.

“Yeah… I suppose guys can get that done for one another too.” Randall thought, giving a sigh as he kept firm between the boys.

“That's so cool! I wish we knew about this stuff before!” Bik said with a smile.

“Heh...” Randall just laughed, feeling more in sync with the boys as his worries slipped away.

They were ferals, they were enjoying themselves. The usual hang ups of sexuality did not apply out here among the trees. Pleasure was just that, pleasure to be shared and given. There was no embarrassment, shame or pointed fingers. The thought helped remind Randall of why he enjoyed being away from the cities so much. He had to admit feeling the pulsing knots of the wolves was exhilarating, feeling and hearing their pleasure as his own body reacted. Why not lend the boys his paws and let their overworked bodies have some release, already he could tell it was helping. His heavy sheath pulled back a little, legs opening against the ground as he let himself relax and enjoy the moment.

“I-I think it's starting to slow down.” Sas spoke up, feeling the pulsing of his loins becoming a little duller on each spurt.

“You're almost done, I'll feel when your knot begins to slip.” Randall could notice his slower pulsing.

“Like when its in a girl?” Sas asked, curiosity ever probing forward.

“Yeah, you get used to the feeling of when it’s time to give a tug and come loose.”

In another minute Sas’s cock had ceased its squirting, knot softening in Randall’s grip as he let go. Randall’s grip lowered onto the latex sleeve as the well spent lupine cock slipped free.

“Oooo...” Sas moaned, feeling his tired maleness twitch in the open air as his pleasure finally faded.

Randall watched as the wolf turned into his groin, lapping at his retreating cock and helping slicken its way back into the warmth of his body.

Pinching the latex sleeve in his teeth randall looped the end around with his now free paw to tie it off and prevent spillage.

Lifting the collector upright he read the measurement.

“6.6 milliliters! Damn you beat my average.” Randall let the boys see the collector before slipping it into a vest pocket.

“But volume does not mean too much. I can get you boys a sperm per milliliter evaluation by tomorrow. That's how i’ll be sure you both are ready to breed your own bitches.” Randall said, knowing he could get some more relevant data out of this little play.

“Wow…” Sas huffed, feeling both tired, excited and relieved all at once. He just had the first orgasm of his life, discovering what his male body was really capable of. Already It was making him bolder, wanting even more as his imagination continued to work overtime at the prospect of future sex.

“Yeah, feels good to be a guy sometimes.” Randall laid back, feeling his own body heavy with male lusts. The worst thing about the wilderness was the lack of anthro girls, and with his responsibilities Randall only dared entertain the alternative kind of girl in his dreams. The anthro certainly was no stranger to such thoughts, letting the lewd images of feral bodies slip into his head.

Waking up from his dirty little daydream Randall looked down between his thighs to see Sas’s nose up against his sheath. The wolf breathed in, sampling the pure scent of the anthro dog’s masculinity. Randall knew the usual canine greeting, all the wolves often pushed their noses towards his open groin, but here Sas was slower, savoring him in a state of rising arousal.

Randall didn't speak up, just watching as Sas gave an innocent smile, meeting his eyes before his head rose back up.

“You smell really good.” The young wolf complimented.

“Thanks, haven't heard that for awhile.” Randall tried to smile back, his nerves acting up again.

“Well… you got a free paw now.” Sas was sure to point out, tail wagging as he kept his relaxed smile.

“Yeah! Yeah!” Bik joined in, reading the implication quite clearly. He was still feeling the pulsing of his young body making him bold and eager.

“I was gonna do it later...” Randall explained again.

“It might be kinda fun to watch.” Sas wagged before him.

Within him Randall felt a pang of exhibitionism that had been trying to worm its way out of him since the first hint of it. There were no anthros for many miles, no cameras. Maybe having an audience of eager wolves would be fun, he never had the nerve to show off much in his civilized life.

“Alright alright... if anyone asks, you walked in on me.” Randall said with a heavy groan, leaning back as his free paw reached down between his thighs.

Sas’s face held a look of silent excitement, tail slapping away behind him. Bik would not be left out, curling around a bit as Randall's other paw kept its grip.

Moving slow and purposely Randall closed around his sheath, gently squeezing as he pushed the skin up and down. His rear adjusted against the ground, thighs opening wider as his sheath stood out from his body with its growing burden.

He manipulated himself a bit, letting his furry sack rest against the snow and show off his two legged assets.

“Does it work the same?” Bik asked, his head craned around to see.

“Just about, I’m a bit less of a hair trigger than you boys though.” Randall laughed, able to keep his wits about him even as his fingers ran over the sensitive bump of his covered knot.

Peeling his sheath down Randall showed the raw flesh of his canine cock, pink slowly turning darker as his arousal grew. The ferals watched as he revealed every inch to their eyes, furry pouch sliding down his shaft as it twitched before them.

“Oh yeah… feels good to get things flowin.” Randall moaned, letting the knowledge of the eyes and noses pointed to his groin fill him with a tinge of perverse glee. He always thought he had a nice cock, having had a few compliments in the past. But now he got to show off to these other males.

Still sheathed he rubbed up and down, settling into his typical rhythm as his pleasure rose up delightfully. After all the scents and sensations he had just experienced he needed this. With an audible moan he relished it, openly sharing his body with the wolf boys.

Opening his eyes and Looking down something was pushing in between his thighs, it was Sas’s head. He was giving more than a curious sniff this time, his tongue reaching out, flicking against Randall's canine tip before he pushed further, landing a square hit across the flat of the anthro's cock end.

“H-hey...” Randall grunted, feeling his raw cock briefly covered by the wolf’s warm tongue.

“Just blame me...” Sas spoke quickly before returning to lap away another drip of arousal from the anthro.

“Ughhh...” Randall moaned, lustful mind succumbing to the touch of another. Regardless of who the tongue belonged to it was very pleasing, the wolf’s muzzle already moving down to slobber over his exposing cock. He would have never asked for this, but now that Sas was wagging between his thighs Randall was having difficulty thinking of a good reason to halt his explorations.

“Does it feel good?” Bik asked, eyes glued to the image of the flicking tongue and Randall’s cock between his brother’s lips.

“Yes… tongues can feel really good… warm... wet...” Randall struggled between breaths, the first sexual touch from another he had felt in years.

Fingers still on his sheath Randall pulled down, slipping more of his cock out for the wolfy tongue until his sheath bulged out obscenely from the burden of his knot. The black flesh closing off the anthro's sheath grew tight as he struggled for a moment. Then with a thrust of his hips he pushed it through, tight skin hugging and sliding down his sensitive knot.

With a moan Randall’s sheath snapped back around the base of his knot, full dog cock now free as Sas’s tongue reached down his whole length. The young wolf's eyes went wide as he felt the anthro burst against his tongue. Randall’s knot pulsed between his lips, doggy fluids spurting freely as both males felt the power of the release.

Between Sas’s lips Randall’s penis pulsed and twitched at every lick. Sas’s eyes closed as his efforts grew stronger, slurping down the raw canine taste. Nose pushed in, wide nostrils sniffing as his eyes held shut, losing himself as Randall’s length spurt and grew against his whole tongue.

“Ohhh...” Sas moaned around Randall's cock, the anthro husky squeezing around each side of his knot as Sas’s nose pinned his paw against his body.

As tongue caressed cock both males became slaves to the pleasure bursting and echoing from Randall's long withheld need. In these moments it was all about the pleasure, the utter gratification of their mutual touches.

“That feels very good… oh god I needed this.” Randall moaned, feeling his body sinking deeper into the snow as his knot pulsed between his fingers. His cock was quickly growing wider and longer, the heat and texture of the wolf’s mouth and lapping tongue exhilarating him.

Each burst from his pointed tip fed the curiosity and hunger of the wolf as a wild look held in his unfocused eyes. The young wolf was lost in the scent and taste of sex, his own cock still tingling after its first orgasm.

Randall heard Sas’s breath quickening as he slurped and drooled around his cock, eagerly returning some of the pleasure he had been gifted to the husky.

Randal’s cock surged at the duel attention, his paw squeezing harder as he felt his own climax approaching, every worry and hesitation already forgotten among heady pleasure.

His hips rolled against Sas’s muzzle, moaning as he felt that long lupine tongue lapping and slurping in a steady rhythm up and down his shaft. Sas easily took all of the husky, Randall's pointed cocktip pushing and rubbing against the back end of the wolf’s throat and tongue as he spurt.

Looking down Randall watched Sas shamelessly lapping between his thighs. The young wolf’s eyes were closed, the motions of his tongue slow and strong as he savored his fellow canine. Sas was clearly enjoying his exploration, feeling Randall's cock twitch between his lips as he grew firmer and larger by the moment, sensitive skin tight against his touch.

Randall gave a long huff out, eyes fixed on the wolfs lapping muzzle as his paw tips squeezed harder. Sas noticed the anthro’s rising pleasure as he glanced up, holding the large husky cock between his lips as he smiled up to the anthro.

He didn't ask what to do, just pushing his nose in a little harder and tongue a little firmer. Randall’s hips rose from the ground at his attention, pushing and shivering against his swelling pleasure as his body prepared to hit its release.

He felt all of himself in the wolf’s maw, his warm male flesh caressed and toyed with by the lupine. Every moment of pressure Randall inched closer, Sas already tasting his heavy fluids as he once again closed his eyes, savoring the musky scent and seeing the shared joy in the male anthro.

Randall felt his limbs quake, not for the cold but the hot maw holding around him. He groaned at the sexual joy that long lupine tongue was giving him. His other paw held on Bik’s pulsing knot, feeling his own finally reaching its limit with the wolf.

With his paw muscles shaking in strain, squeezing around both his and Bik's knots he gave a long inhale, canine jaw holding open as he felt it all coming to a head. His cock was rock hard, every twitch held tight between his paws and the hot muzzle slurping eagerly down him. Each pass of that lupine tongue caressed his tightened flesh until his raw cock jumped hard in Sas’s muzzle.

“UghhHH!” Randall moaned, letting it out as he felt the tightness in his loins burst, his heavy canine cock kicking up between Sas’s lips as his long tongue caught him. Randall’s cock pushed up against the roof of the wolf’s mouth as he came, hot seed splashing against Sas’s tongue. His body felt lighter, head rolling back as he gasped up into the cool air.

“Yes… oh fuck yes….” Randall moaned out as he twitched in utter gratification, cum shooting into the eager wolf’s maw.

Sas too gave a heavy moan, lips opening for a moment and giving a peek to his brother.

Bik could only stare in awe as his brother sucked down the fellow male, Randall's cock was long, his bright red canine flesh sitting starkly between Sas’s dark canine lips. Randall’s raw flesh was dripping wet, heavy jets of male seed spraying from his pointed tip and down Sas’s throat.

“Ahhh...” Sas moaned, holding the husky cock aloft for a moment as his long tongue stretched and cradled under it. Below in the snow Sas’s own sheath was tight, reveling in the raw pleasure he could feel from Randall, eagerly returning what he had been gifted.

With a low moan his muzzle closed again, sucking Randall down to the knot as he took every drop. From the side Bik could see the motion in his brothers throat as he kept working the anthro cock in his maw. All the while his own cock pumped hard from the anthro’s continued grip on his knot.

“God… Nhhhghh...” Randall groaned, feeling his body pumping hard into the wolf’s waiting maw as he came. His hips continued to roll forward, giving gentle grinds as Sas adjusted himself accordingly, keeping his tongue work securely against his prize.

Randall’s jaw clenched, feeling it all drain out as his body released, relaxation seeping into the canine as his knot pumped in a steady rhythm. And still he felt Sas’s tongue, lapping slowly now as he tasted the anthro’s rich dog cum spurting into his maw.

Bik stood to the side, curled around as he was still held by the knot. The darker wolf watched, nose rising a little as he smelled the male seed wafting into the air.

“How does that feel Mr Randall?” Bik spoke up, keeping his eyes on the pleasure being lathered upon the anthro’s cock.

“It's been too long since I've had good head...” Randall moaned aloud.

“...head?” Bik asked, Sas too looking up at the new word.

“Oral sex… just slang among us two leggers.” Randall leaned back, seeing Sas’s tail slap against the snowy ground as he felt pride in giving the biologist good pleasure.

A moment later Sas opened his maw and pulled back to reveal the huskies whole endowment.

“You are so big...” Sas moaned, eyes fixed on the anthro's knotted cock.

Randall hung out in the open air, cock twitching as his furry sack clenched in time. Randall bobbed before the boys, all eight inches of his doghood on display. Sas watched with lidded eyes, red dog cock dripping before him, savoring the pleasure he had helped bring.

“Wow...” Bik moaned too, watching a jet of dog cum hit his brothers panting muzzle, prompting Sas a quick adjustment as his tongue reached out to catch the next.

Like Randall had claimed his knot was not nearly as dramatic as the feral wolves, a smoother bump sticking out as it sat at the base of his longer shape. But his length was impressive, having pushed all the way to the back of the feral’s hungry throat.

Sas continued to stare, now seeing what he had only felt between his lips. All three males smiled together, Sas's open mouth catching another jet of cum as Randall twitched before him.

Randall couldn't hold back a candid moan of satisfaction, his paw adjusting to give his bare knot a firmer squeeze before the wolves. He could feel the cool air around his cock, missing the hot muzzle as it panted inches before him. As he adjusted himself he was sure to keep Sas’s open maw in his aim, planting another hard spurt of dog jizz against the wolf’s extended tongue as he took it eagerly. All the while the young wolf’s eyes remained on his cock, lidded and indulgent as he took in the image of the anthro dog.

The whips of wind on his bare cock reminded Randall why he did this inside the tent. But the layer of wolf spit and the hot breath of the two wolves now holding close helped ease him. And his audience was helping too, feeling the admiration of the feral males at his endowment as they silently watched him with awe. A paw tip reached at his bunched sheath as he adjusted himself, heavy red cock wobbling in the air as Randall never felt bigger, letting his chest puff out a bit as he showed off for the wolf boys.

“You’re so lucky Randall, strong paws and a big dick!” Bik complimented, sniffing along Randall’s impressive length.

Randall moaned as he tightened his paws around both their knots, savoring it all as he bared his doghood to the curious wolves. It was exhilarating, enjoying the sharing of maleness between feral and anthro.

“Thank you…” Randall moaned, letting his paw stroke up and down his length for a moment as Sas went back to lick at him, strong tongue slapping and pulling up at his tip.

Sas was already pulling the long cock back into his muzzle, helping warm Randall’s body from the cool air as Bik began to protest.

“Hey… I wanna taste too.” The darker wolf groaned, still held by the knot as he edged around closer to the anthro’s groin.

“Let your brother take the tip… you can work my knot if you want.” Randall moaned, letting the male indulgence flow openly and freely. This was all about their shared pleasure, about the exploration of their bodies and the unspoken pact of male satisfaction that now held between them all.

Parting his lips wide Sas obliged the anthro, lapping down his shaft as Bik curled his body over to them.

Without a moment of hesitation Bik’s tongue hit his tip, drops of dog seed splashing out in little droplets before his lips opened to take the whole girth of the dog’s penis.

Sas lay against the ground now, pushed up above Randall’s furry balls as his muzzle opened around his knot, long tongue lapping as he carefully cradled the husky’s most sensitive flesh.

Randall pushed down on the top of his knot, slowly feeling his paw unneeded as both boys took his long doghood in their care. He gave a long moan, pulling his paw back and letting the boys know their work was appreciated.

Looking down between his thighs the scene was surreal, feeling and seeing the wolf brothers both eagerly working his cock as his long canine come down continued.

Bik’s eyes were closed, savoring the husky’s taste as each pump of cum hit his taste buds. Below Sas kept his knot wet as his tongue reached, lapping and tugging at his knot. Now knowing how good it felt Sas took great satisfaction in the act, lapping up under Randall’s knot as he toyed with his bunched sheath. All three males were unashamed, moaning, tasting and savoring the moments as they shared them.

With a slow roll of his hips Randall watched the boys follow him, nothing but hot wolf lips and tongues all down his length.

A minute later Randall could feel Bik’s knot softening in his grip. Adjusting his paw he felt the collector fall from the black wolf's cock. Bik was still engrossed at the end of Randall’s erection, hind legs shuffling for a moment as his lupine sheath stretched back over his softening length.

Now free from Randall's grip Bik moved all the way around to line up with Randall, standing above his prone brother who seemed too occupied with the husky knot to care.

Randall knew he wouldn't be far behind, his pulses slowing despite the boys continued attention. Anthro’s were known to have much shorter knotting durations than their feral cousins.

Randall laid back and enjoyed the end of his own pleasure, watching little glimpses of lapping tongues around his softening cock for a few more moments.

“Alright boys… that's about all I have to give.” He spoke up, feeling his sensitive nerves winding down.

Bik and Sas both pulled back, bumping into one another awkwardly as they licked their lips and stood side by side in front of Randall. The husky anthro began to stand, legs coming back to life as his bare paws found the ground and stood.

Randall pushed his sheath back up with his paw, re-covering his cock as he adjusted the vest on his shoulders and tried to straighten himself back up after the unexpected fun.

“You gave me… one hell of an orgasm.” Randall smiled, wanting to share how good it had felt to get licked after so many years.

"Everyone gets to cum! That makes it more fun!" Bik smiled, still licking the dog seed from his lips.

"Yeah! You make us cum and well make you cum even harder!" Sas panted, still wound up after his own orgasm and tasting Randall's.

“Hey… How did I do?” Bik interrupted, looking to the latex sleeve he had filled, still held in Randall's paw.

“Oh yes...” Randall spoke up, now free to use both paws to read the amount collected.

“7.1 milliliters! Whoa you got a lot in you.” Randall held out the collector before stowing it into his vest.

“…it was our little show I bet.” Sas spoke up, not one to be outdone by his brother without an excuse.

“Various stimuli can have a marked effect on a males production...” Randall stated, going back to his more formal demeanor with the wolves even as he rubbed at his spent sheath.

“Aww…that was so cool...” Bik spoke up. Both wolves felt greater than they had before, no longer grasping at the concept of sex as their instinct to mate drove them mad.

“Cocks are so cool! I wanna cum again already!” Sas shouted, giving a little hump in the air.

“Sorry to say that is it for today… I’m kinda spent.” Randall had to inform, not wanting to spoil the boys too badly.

“What about tomorrow? We can all try and cum together!” Sas spoke up, a hard fast wag betraying his excitement. His mind was already imagining tongues and firm paws holding and squeezing all around.

“We cannot do this every day boys…” Randall reared back a little, trying to keep his urges in check.

“Aww…” Bik and Sas both sighed in shared disappointment. At the sight Randall felt a pang of guilt, seeing the carefree fun starting to deflate from them.

“Well… things are still kinda heated around here maybe we can do a bit more.” The anthro husky relented, knowing he too needed some attention out here on the mountain.

“But just during the breeding season… we don't want to get carried away.” Randall was quick to add, trying to save himself from getting too comfortable in this, but even at the thought his cock twitched at the idea of more nights spent with the eager boys.

The wolf brothers were happy again, their faces and bodies looking more relaxed after their relief.

“Well… I hope you boys learned something too.” Randall stood tall, paws crossing over his open chest.

“Oh… we did! I cannot wait to find a mate.” Sas piped up, his imagination now more vivid.

“Ooo… she'll be so good! And I'll fill her with pups! More pups than you!” Bik smirked, turning about to shake his higher producing nuts at his brother.

“Hey! Give me another chance and you’ll see!” Sas huffed, meeting the challenge.

“Not if I breed her first!” Bik shouted, taking off into the woods as Sas followed close behind in their wolfy game.

This was the friendly competition Randall usually saw between the brothers. It seems despite how things had gotten out of his paws all three males were relieved of their burdens, feeling all the better for it.

Scratching at his still moist sheath Randall sighed into the winter air. Whatever happened here it was a mutual expression of male affections. People back home probably wouldn’t understand. But out here in the wild, under the trees it was just a few horny canines relieving and relishing in their shared pleasure. Such hang-ups did not belong here.

With a long sigh he stood and steadied himself, walking back towards his tent as he noticed a wolfy face peering out from behind a tree.

Upon spotting her she lowered her ears, looking to the anthro male.

“Roe? What are you doing here?” Randall asked as the wolfess stepped forward.

“Oh… I just heard some voices… and came over.”

“Roe… we were just doing some male things.” Randall tried to brush things off, realizing she must have seen everything.

“Yeah… REALLY male things...” She spoke frankly, her gaze now clearly on Randall’s bare sheath and balls. Even from a distance the scent of cum and her brothers saliva was strong.

Out from another tree stepped Jin, Roe’s sister. The scent of their combined heats hitting Randall like a truck. Could this actually be happening? He had not seen them much at all since the mating season began, but now they were here, standing in front of him with purpose. He felt his paws shake a little as he looked to the young bitches.

“Well… I guess we wanted to ask… maybe you could help us with some... female things?” Jin spoke as she lowered her head, showing a bit of uncertainty as she bit her lip in the moment. Both girls awaited the dog’s answer as he looked down to them, his wet sheath betraying him as his pink tip peeked to their eyes, a renewed vigor filling the anthro as he gave a long breath out and steadied himself before the beautiful wolf girls.

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Author's Notes: Ha! Had to end this one on a bit of a cliffhanger. I do think a second part is in order with M/F feral action eventually. Let me know how much that is wanted, it helps me judge priorities when looking at what to work on.

This was meant to be a short… then it kinda got outta hand and I wasn't going to try and compress it and ruin the fun. So now it's a full story, was good to get some M/M action back in my stories with a hint of that free, explorative indulgence.

This story also marks the first time I was able to get some beta readership to help spot errors and give feedback. Hope it helped make the story read smoother and fix up some of the little grammar errors I keep missing.