A young looking, maybe 20 year old coyote walks down the street hurriedly, excited to get to visit his old friend from high school for the first time in a long while. His freshly shampoo’d, white belly and chest fur gleams in the sunlight, the rest of him, died a light purple in a fit of youthful rebellion stands in dark contrast, with the good weather, he was just wearing a pair of knee length shorts. He trots up to his friends front door, his tail wagging with the excitement of it. He had long since known the fox he was visiting was just as gay as him, though with a couple years of college and high speed internet behind him, he was hoping for something more than the awkward blowjobs they had exchanged in the past. he rings the bell a couple times then takes a look around, waiting for the door to open. no cars in the driveway or garage, His friends parents must not be home, which might explain the sudden invitation to visit. The Fox, a nineteen year old with the standard red and white fur was relaxing on the couch, playing some video games, while he waited for his friend to arrive, he had lost track of time and just about jumps out of his fur when he hears the bell ring. He regains his composure, his ears perking up and the small fox pads to the door. He’s dressed in a loose t-shirt and a pair of pyjama pants, he had no intention of leaving the house today, regardless of the weather. Opening the door he begins wagging at the sight of his old friend the fox is, as the species tends to be, somewhat shorter and slimmer than the coyote, the top of his ears only just high enough to hit the coyotes chin. "Hey man! come on in! I like what you did with the fur! “ The Coyote steps in and sweeps the fox up in a big hug, lifting the poor boys feet off the ground for a moment. After setting him down, he messes up the hair between the foxes ears playfully. “Hey foxy! long time no see! I see you haven’t hit puberty yet!” The fox blushes from the teasing, letting out a soft meep as his head fur is ruffled up, scowling a bit with a head of messy fur. his tail swishing low behind him, unable to think of a witty retort, he just says “my parents are gone for a few days…" "a couple days? sweet! we can get into their liquor cabinet then!“ "Mhmm they are taking my little sister to a cheer competition out of state." The coyote winks, closing the door behind him and steps past the fox, quickly slipping his shoes off, half running into the house. “washroom!” is all he shouts back to the fox. "Uh...I'll be in the living room when your done." Padding off to wait for you, the todd fox goes back to his game in the living room. A couple minutes later, with no sound of a flushed toilet or the washing of paws, the coyote slinks into the room and flops himself on the couch opposite. "how long have they been gone? long enough for you to paw off yet?" the coyote winks "They left last night." The fox looks over at the coyote for a quick moment, not wanting to lose track of his game, Blushing furiously at that second question, "I...ummm...no I haven't d...done anything." he'd respond, caught a little off guard by that question. Chuckling with a wry grin, the coyote leans back, putting his paws behind his head and sticking his tongue out playfully towards the fox. "i woulda done it twice in that time. so we have the whole place to ourselves huh?" The fox scowls, shifting uncomfortably in his chair at how forward his friend is being. he pokes out his tongue in response., not even looking at the coyote, just manipulating his controller. “Yep just me and whoever I want to have around for a few days." The coyote, noting the reprimand, just sits quietly for a few minutes, watching his friend play at his game, some dumb shooter, he yawns loudly, scratching idly at his crotch, not noticing that its pushed the fabric down, and hops up, pacing at the window. The waistband of a pair of tight, black, panties sticks up above his shorts, unaware of this he turns to stare out the window, his tail flicked off to the side. "do you have anything two player? watching you play games is boring man!" "Sure I've got a couple multiplayer games, I've got that new one, M....umm." he'd stutter, loosing his train of thought as he caught of glimpse of those panties you were wearing under your shorts. "A...are you wearing panties?" The coyote stops dead in his tracks, his tail poofing out in surprise, pulling his shorts up tight to the bottom of his tail. His face flushes with embarrassment, stuttering out his reply "uh...no...not at all" he flops back down on the seat... "yeah what was the name of the new game?" he asks, trying to change the topic The Fox blinks, almost missing the coyote hiding his underwear and plopping back down on the seat. The canine just stares silently at his friend, focusing on his shorts, leaning forward curiously. He had seen a couple photos of guys wearing panties before, but never thought about doing it himself or even thought he‘d ever see someone actually do it, and the coyote was a terrible liar sometimes. Now, though, the idea was sending a strange sensation across his belly, making him squirm a bit in his seat. He manages to regain his composure enough to reply after a few moments. . "Uh...hmm well it's Mega Fox, it's a shooter, you like those right?" The coyote blushes more, his ears flattening down a little the panties were intentional, of course, but it wasn’t something he wanted his friend to know about quite yet, though, seeing how interested his friend was, an idea was forming in his mind. Maybe this weekend would be a lot more fun than he thought at first, and maybe he could get to live out a couple fantasies. He shakes his head, smiling confidently to himself now. "honestly i am not too big on shooters" The coyote lies, he was as big of a gamer as any, when he had the time, but, there was a better game afoot, now. He follows up with another, half lie, just to lead the curious, relatively innocent fox along. " well ok, yeah, they are panties...all my boxers were dirty so i just grabbed these from the clean pile without looking and was out of the house before i realized. And, well, honestly they are pretty comfy!" The fox perks his ears up, very curious as he listens to your explanation, quite a few questions popping up in his head as he'd completely forget the game he was playing. He was blushing now, too, but the coyote seemed pretty comfortable about discussing it, and what harm could a little curiosity do, anyway? "Weren't you worried someone would notice? aren’t they tight around your, uh, package? What if you want to wear tail through pants? Won‘t that chafe a bunch?" he asked, tilting his head as you mentioned them being comfortable. "They are comfy? really?" With a small shrug the coyote continues with his lie, explaining "i was just coming straight here, so i wasn’t too worried about it. thought my shorts would stay up high enough anyway" he doesn’t mention that he was hoping to show them to the fox later. he notes the interest and increase in pace of the foxes tail wagging from side to side, the todd was just about gushing now. “got him, the coyote thinks…“ he just grins at you and continues.. "and yeah they are really comfy, a little tight on the junk but its soft, stretchy fabric so its no worse than anything else really. And, I’ll tell you what else, i took a look in the mirror in the bathroom, and they look pretty damn cute, too. Not too bad on a guy like me, but a fox like you? They‘d perk that already cute butt up a little bit more, and just be perfect. To be honest, after today I might buy some more just for...you know...days i want to feel cute.“ the coyote is gushing now as well, excitedly sharing his little secret to his friend, hoping his excitement is contagious, because the next part was going to be a little tricky. He stands up with a wagging tail and pads over to the curtains, drawing them closed, and slips his shorts down, giving the Fox a quick spin before tugging them back up. With his head cocked and a paw offered towards the fox, he just blurts out the idea, too excited for trickery. "say, your sisters out of town and her room doesn’t lock right? we could try some stuff out rather than playing dumb video games!" The fox flicks his tail back and forth, listening to the coyote explaining the situation in a little more detail. The fox can hear the excitement in your voice when you tell him how good those panties feel and how cute they look on you. His ears perking up a little at the idea of how he might look at them "I...umm...no the door is not locked." he'd respond, blushing furiously around his muzzle. "I'm not really sure if I want to dress like a girl." There was a little hesitation in his voice, quite obvious that he was somewhat interested in the idea. The coyote hops up and takes the fox by the paw, loving the way it feels to do that, he had always liked the fox, though for various reasons they never dated. he wags, pulling up his friend and beaming at him, and leading the way down the hall. The fox was a little dumb founded as he followed along, stumbling a bit along the way as he blushed furiously around his muzzle. "I...um dunno about this." "aw come on, it'll be fun! i wont even peek while you get changed!" the door hadn‘t even been closed. He steps into the pink room, the fox still behind him. The colour was a leftover from childhood that everyone was just too lazy to change. the 17 year old vixen had covered most of the walls with band posters anyway. It was sparsley furnished, just a mirror in one corner, a dresser and a bed. "heck, do you want me to go first?" The fox folds his paws between his legs, looking a little timid in that pink room. He knows he’d get in a lot of trouble if anyone knew what they were about to do. "I...guess, if you want to go first…" The coyote grins, walking over to the dresser sliding open a couple drawers. "jackpot" he says quietly to himself, other than a couple pairs of panties he had manage to swipe from the dryers at his college dorm, he had never even dreamed of having access to this kind of stuff, certainly he was too shy to go and buy it for himself. He wags excitedly as he rummages around, thankfully she isn’t a neat freak, everything was just kind of stuffed in as is, so its unlikely anyone is going to notice. he pulls out a few articles of clothes. then turns so his side is too the mirror. The fox blushes at the forwardness of his friend, turning his head away when the coyote begins to change. Though, his curiosity gets the better of him quickly, and he peeks a couple looks, watching as the coyote slips his pants and current panties down, exposing his nicely rounded, if a little small, ass and decent sized sheath. Seeing this, the fox just starts staring, gulping quietly, amazed at how good his friend looks now. That perky coyote rump making him fidget with excitement. Bending down to slide the new panties on first, his tail flagged up intentionally to show off his body, the coyote puts on the nice black with pink trim underwear, wiggling as they slide neatly over his rump, they are a little bit tight, but they fit properly, the front bulging and not at all hiding the shape of his sheath. The fox blushes brightly, his jaw dropping at the size of the coyotes sheath, it wasn’t anything too special, but compared to the foxes, it was quite large. He folds his paws over his crotch. The coyote pulls on a tartan red skirt that reaches halfway down his thighs, putting his tail under the skirt rather than over. He smiles at the fox, doing a little spin, and marvelling to himself at how the skirt flutters up, with his tail held just right, the panties just barely show underneath when he does. "see...its fun!" he wags as he rummages around a little more, then sits down on the ground to pull thigh high white socks with a red lace trim on top, on, not even thinking to hold his thighs together, the fox can see directly down the skirt. "Y...you do look pretty good." the coyote trots over, wagging and giving the foxes rump a playful, firm smack. "your turn fox!" The fox lets out a small yip at the playful smack on his rump. Taking a few quick steps away from that smack, he pads over to his sisters drawers. Glancing back as he went through the panties, not once looking that dark blush on his face. picking up a pink frilly pair, he turns and holds it up gingerly, spread between his paws. "Is this one ok?" "that would look perfect on you!" liking that the fox picked out a really girly pair. "try them on!" he his voice taking on a lusty tone, now, the panties around the coyotes sheath starting to feel tighter already as he watches. The fox looks over his shoulder again, making sure he couldn’t be seen from the front when he undressed. Caught up in the moment, he quickly forgot about the mirror that was showing off everything. he lifts his shirt off before dropping his pyjama pants down around his ankles. A very small sheath and set of orbs flopping out into the open air. The coyote stares the whole time, murring quietly to himself as he stares at the shapely round ass on his slim friend. Obviously all those snacks went straight to his behind, much to the coyotes benefit. He glances at the mirror, ears flicking and a paw going up over his muzzle to stifle a laugh, the fox looked like he hadn’t grown a inch since they were young, curious teens. The fox quickly steps over his pajamas’ and into the pink frilly thong, tugging it up over his girly rump. Forming a very small pink bulge in the front, he'd fold his paws over his bits again as he looked. "What should I put on next." he asks timidly. Wagging and nodding in approval, your frilly thong g not even bulging hardly at all in front, the coyote half wishing his would fit that nicely, too. Starting to get a little comfortable with the whole game, especially when his friend didn't laugh or snap a photo as soon as he tugged those pink panties on, they were pretty comfortable, nice and snug, tight around his butt, that fabric perking up his round ass nicely, just making it look perfectly shaped. From behind, he looks like a girl, and with his small bulge in front, he could easily be mistaken for one from the front too, other than his lack of breasts. "hmm. well, a skirt and maybe a cute spaghetti strap shirt would work nicely! those are comfy and nice though, aren’t they?" he puts his paws over his own crotch, trying his growing erection, the pink tip slipping up past the waistband of the panties and skirt, a little bit, in stark contrast to his white fur. Y...yeah they actually are pretty nice." he'd admit, quickly finding the suggested clothes in the drawers, he pulls the shirt over his top, it fits snugly, just enough to show off his soft belly and smooth back through the fabric. Then sits on the edge of the bed to slide the skirt up his smooth legs, mimicking the coyote, and pulling it over his tail, too. The coyote pads forward, giving the cute fox a hug, the fox letting out a meep and flicking his tail off to the side. . The fox blushes brightly as he feels that thick sheath rubbing against his rump, and t he tip of his friends cock pushing up against he underside of his tail. they stands side by side in the mirror, giggling and blushing as they look each other over. "i think you rock the girl look better than me, cutie. " the coyote says, he glances around, noticing a old, thick leather dog collar sitting on the drawers, a short leash next to it. He grins and wags to himself, Y...you do?" he'd ask, looking in the mirror, admittedly he made a pretty cute girl "yeah, the look just needs one final touch." he giggles and grabs the collar, standing close up behind you, carefully pulling the collar around your neck and cinching it snugly into place, then clicks the leash to it, letting the leash hang down the front of the foxes body. "there...perfect, don’t you think?" Perking up his ears, the fox glances back as the collar snaps around his neck, finding the new sensation of it around his neck a little bit weird, but it makes his stomach feel a really good kind of weird. "What's the collar for?" he'd ask. "My sister doesn't wear this." The coyote rests his chin his friends shoulder, licking and dragging his teeth over the exposed part of his neck. The fox whines timidly, squirming against his friend nervously. His head tilts to the side, though, giving ample room to be teased. He looks over the collar in the mirror, and tugs the end of the leash gently…he’d read a few stories before, and knew the implications of this, but the way everything felt, he pushed his nervousness aside for now, this might be a lot of fun, after all. "no, she doesn’t, but this looks good on you." he kisses the foxes cheek gently, ruffling up his headfur again playfully. . "I...I guess it does." The fox replies, wiggling his rump back against the coyote a little more intentionally now, he can feel the canine shaft thickening and pressing firmer as he does it. "do you trust me? everything i have suggested has been fun so far right? would you like to go further, i promise you'll like it ...you just have to trust me and be open to trying new things. “ the coyote grips his friends hips and grinds his rock hard meat against that perfect round ass, panting heavily over his friends cheek. then slips back a little, slipping his paws down to squeeze his friends firm rump. The fox meeps loudly again at the sudden squeeze, then moans quietly, nodding at the mirror… "I….yeah i trust you, let's keep going." he responds in a very low tone, nipping at his lower lip. The coyote leans in and breathes hotly over the foxes ear, giving it a gentle nip and a kiss. Hugging tightly from behind the fox again, his paws sliding up and down the tight shirt a few times, then one slips down the foxes leg, and up his skirt, onto his bulging panties. He squeezes his friends cock, and rubs over it a few times. The foxes ears twitch and he squirms and grinds back on his friend more, very hot and bothered by all the attention, his little cock has pushed free of its creamy white sheath, though it stays fully contained in the pink girly panties while he’s pawed. He sighs and whimpers slightly when the coyote stops. He wonders why, but his question is answered before he can ask. The coyote grips the leash, leading the fox over to the bed, motioning for him to sit down on the edge. "lets start with something easy and go from there, hmm?" The coyote asks with a lusty growl, sinking down to his knees in front of the fox, while the fox sits back onto the edge of the bed. The coyote licks his lips as he looks up the foxes skirt, seeing that there’s already a damp spot at the tip of his length. The feminine fox looks down with a smile from atop those pink covers. "O...ok starting slow sounds good." The coyote reaches up and pushes the skirt back up over the Todds belly, leaning forward and licking his shaft a few times through the fabric, then pulls them down to his knees. this time, seeing the little cock up close, he cant hold back his laughter. The fox had buried his head in his paws, murring loudly as his length was teased, then exposed to the cool air, he was Lost in pleasure he heard the laughing, his ears flattening down suddenly, yelping in shock… "oh man...i guess your ass got all the meat that shoulda been used here!" he exclaims, before he can stop himself...he quickly adds. "but that’s ok it looks good on you and well, a girly puppy hardly needs a big cock, does he?" The fox blushes furiously in his paws as he’s teased, However, his cock gave a heavy twitch in response, drooling a bit of precum down the side. "I...It's not that small." He protests feebly looking down to see the coyote silencing himself by wrapping his muzzle over his tip. his soft, wide, damp tongue darts down, easily reaching the foxes balls, with his lips over the tip, then bobs up and down slowly, lapping along the foxes length and over his balls till his muzzle fully takes that length into it. The coyote isn’t even close to gagging, his eyes roll up to look at his friend, moaning from the attention. He bobs along the full length another time, then slips off, gripping that shaft with a couple fingers and his thumb, rubbing it and shaking his head. hardly even a mouthful" he says, trying not to around disappointed. "well, there's lots of other stuff we can play with, my little bitch" he winks, dodging the pillow the fox throws at him playfully he'd respond, tossing a pink pillow in your direction, missing you by a long shot. "O...ok maybe it is." he'd whine out, the teasing was getting him going almost as well as the blowjob did. "I'm...your...bitch?" he'd ask with a soft whine. "with a nice thick ass like this...you, can definitely be my bitch. If you want.” The foxes ears perk up a bit, then flattening back down, it all felt too good, and he knew it would last longer if he didn’t protest, too much…the coyote leans back, gripping his friends thighs and lifting them way up so that cute round rump is in front of him. The fox watches curiously, not understanding why he was getting moved like this but, he flicks his tail off to the side, giving the coyote a perfect view of his curvy round boy butt. The coyote leans in, wiggling his nose between those virgin cheeks, making the fox flinch as they spread snugly over the coyotes nose. The fox leans over to look at what the coyotes doing, just in time to see his tongue flick out and lap up and down, over that tight pink tailhole a few times, making the fox gasp loudly and his cock throb again. With a little prodding and flicking, his tongue works its way inside a bit, one of his arms curling around your leg to stroke your cock with a couple fingers and his thumb. The fox just moans, arching his back. "O...Ohhh that feels amazing." he whines out. The coyote flicks his ears and grins, hearing the magic words, he knew he had the fox under his thumb now. he pulls away completely, standing up with a huge smile on his face, his cock rock hard and sticking up above the waistband of his panties and skirt, up to his belly button the thick bulge of his knot visible too a few strands of pre lay glistening on his fur. The fox whines, seeing this, wanting more of that soft tongue, unable to help but stare between the coyotes legs at that hard throbbing cock that was proudly standing out from that girly skirt. The little fox shamelessly licking his chops as he looked over that big juicy rod. "I’ll do that, and more, if you agree to be my little puppy bitch and do exactly what i say no matter how embarrassing it is." he nabs the leash and pulls his friend up, then guides him down to his knees. The fox wraps his paws around the coyotes leg, looking up with wide eyes and a lusty moan. "but if you want it...your first order, is to beg me, to let you even be my bitch." The Fox nuzzles up at the coyotes crotch, moaning loudly, sniffing deeply at the musky, male, scent, his ears flatten down completely and he whines up “please…yes…yes! I'll be your good little puppy bitch and do whatever you say. You can call me whatever you want and I'll be a good girl and take it. Please I want you to do more stuff to me...it feels so good" The coyote smirks and grins, wagging happily and pulls the fox back to his feet with the leash. "perfect. i am glad you’re mine, now, you tiny cocked faggot. follow me. " the fox just whines, embarrassed, at those words. The coyote gives the leash a tug and heads towards the washroom, the fox following along behind. "and put those panties back on right. " the coyote says over his shoulder as he leaves the fox standing in the washroom. Reaching back the fox redoes his panties. Making sure they were nice and snug over his stiff cock, making that pink fabric tent out again. Blushing, he'd tug his skirt down over his erection, waiting a few short seconds for the coyotes return. The coyote comes back and sets his laptop with a built in webcam in the corner on the counter where it gets a full view of the whole room and shower. The fox looks over, seeing this, and noticing the little light on the laptop he cringes but, he did agree to be the coyotes bitch “Your...your recording me? Your not going to put this on the web are you." “yeah, you’re getting recorded, and its live streaming onto the web. Now, little slut, the first thing you get to do, well, you haven’t used the washroom since i got here and since you were gaming before hand i am sure your bladders full. stand in the shower, brace your chest on the wall, back arched and rump pushed out, legs spread so we can see those panties clearly. yes, this is recording...and i want you to wet yourself. trust me, it'll be fun" the coyote says this all hurriedly, his tail wagging in excitement. Doing as he was told the fox braces himself against the wall. Arching his back and hiking his plump rump up in the air. Spreading his legs out and flagging his tail up in the air as though he were begging to have something shoved back there. It would take him a little while before he could actually pee in front of a camera. Luckily you were right, and his bladder was quite full, which aided him in being able to just let go. He'd whine softly for a few moments before a unmistakable hissing sound would fill the room. The fox's panties quickly becoming soaked in a warm yellow piss. That liquid streaming down along his legs, soaking into his fur as it pooled up in the bottom of the tub. The coyote just watches, masturbating himself in the corner. "ok...when your done wetting your sisters clothes like a sissy little girl, i want you to take off your panties and hold them out for me, kneeling down in that nice puddle of your own urine. Looks like we have twenty watchers so far, they all think you’re really cute, but they think you’re a girl, still.” The fox blushes furiously, hoping none of the watchers were anyone that would know him. That stream just continued to run down his legs, soaking his fur for some time. Filling the room with the unmistakable scent of warm piss. As the stream would die down, the subby little fox does as he was told. Tugging down those tight wet panties. Stepping over them as he holds that wet fabric up in the air. That small canine cock and balls dangling between his legs, giving everyone a good view of his gender. The coyote chuckles. "they are all very surprised that you’re a guy, and very disappointed with your size. they say you may as well be a girl" The fox whines loudly at the comment and whimpers, his tail drooping down as he watches the coyote pad over, first leaning down to soak a finger in the piss, then writing the word slut across the foxes white chest, staining the word in unmistakeable yellow. The fox tries to protest, but he hardly makes a sound before the coyote takes the soaked through panties and simply stuffs them into the foxes mouth, the sudden hot, salty, bitter taste flooding his senses. He whimpers, gagged by the soaking we panties, paws just held shamefully over his little cock as the coyote pulls the handgrip of the leash around and down his nose, using it as a makeshift muzzle. . it fits just right to keep it closed, not too tight but snug halfway down. The fox glances between you and the camera, wondering just what he’s got himself into, not sure if he wants to continue, though his raging erection between his legs doesn’t seem to mind all the humiliation, and the memory of the coyotes tongue lapping over him makes him want to continue, just to feel that again. "now... would you like me to fuck your cute round ass, in front of a live audience of about...fifty people? i posted the link on your face book by the way, so at least half of these guys know you..." The coyote says, deadpan. Things were getting intense now, the room was filled with the scent of piss and male musk, both him and the fox were panting loudly, with pre all over their cocks. He wait’s a minute, then the fox nods his head. The coyote walks over and helps the fox out of the slippery wet shower, the fox immediately dropping down to all fours and lowering his chest to the ground, his ears flat and tail laid over his back, hips wiggling his sexy ass needily at the coyote. The coyote murrs loudly, stepping in behind the fox, gripping his hips, pulling his cock free of the skirt he’s wearing, but leaving the panties stretched tightly over his balls. He lines up his cock, hearing the fox moaning and whining needily through his gag beneath him. The fox, feeling that tip against his tail hole, presses himself back against it, pawing himself quickly, lubed up by his own piss and pre. The coyote pushes forward into his fox, moaning loudly as his thick meat sinks into the foxes tight hole, again, only lubed by pre, working his thick meat inch by inch inside that wonderfully tight hole, loosing focus in his eyes from the pleasure. He does stop his relentless push until his hips are grinding against the foxes perky ass cheeks. The coyotes wait’s a few moments for the fox to stop squirming under him, then, spanking that ass, begins making long, powerful thrusts into the boy beneath him, almost slipping free each time, then forcing himself right back down to his knot, though he doesn’t try to knot the fox. Within moments, his tongue is lolling out, and a low howl is forming in his throats, his friend feels so much better than he ever could have imagined. The fox was getting off just as fast as the coyote, his cock throbbing when he heard that telltale howl, a few seconds later, the pulsing in his tail hole and flood of hot seed running into his belly push him over t he edge, howling mutedly through the foul, piss soaked gag in his muzzle, his whole body tensing up tightly, he shoots his seed across the floor beneath him…losing track of everything for a few moments…the next thing he knows, the panties are out of his mouth, resting on the back of his head, and his muzzles over the puddle of his own cum. “…did you hear me fox?” asks the coyote. “for your last order…I want you, to lick up that mess you made. But don‘t swallow it till I tell you too.” The fox whimpers and earflats, humiliated at the idea of licking his own cum off the floor, but, well, he’d already been so humiliated that what difference would it make? He lowers his muzzle down and takes a tentative lick of the thick salty cum, the texture weird and slipper but after that taste of his own piss, its amazing, he steadily licks up the rest of it, holding it in his muzzle. “ok, look up at the camera and give them a big cummy smile, then you can swallow, slut.” The fox looks up, his face bright red with shame, piss dribbling down the sides of his head from the panties, and opens his muzzle, showing off the pool of seed on his tongue, and a few strands stickily stretching between his teeth…then closes his mouth and swallows. As he swallows the coyote walks over to the laptop and closes it. “sorry if that was a little too intense for your first time babe, but I got the idea in my head and everything was so good, I couldn’t resist.” “n..no, its fine…I liked it…a lot” the fox admits. “I’m glad you did. Lets get cleaned up hun.” the coyote turns the shower on and helps his friend up, hugging him tightly and giving him a gentle kiss on the nose. Both canines wagging and smiling at each other, they knew they would be seeing a lot more of each other now.