Creaming Against The Coyote

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

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Sterling groaned deeply, the coyote laying back against the bean bag in Dane's gaming room. Damn, the mastiff was lucky to have a house like that, though he couldn't fault the canine for being able to do as well for himself as he had. He deserved everything, though he did very much appreciate a dose of luxury too when he did come over to hang out with the mastiff.

Being friends with benefits...well... It was growing, it was changing...and that was not an entirely bad thing, at a junction in their relationship that was going rather well.

First of all, however, it seemed that the mastiff had something more for him, his paws working quickly to free the coyote's growing erection. Damn dog got him hard so easily, not that Sterling minded at all. He would never have minded Dane's paws being all over him, time after time again...

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

The mastiff smirked, his black face gentle with the light, black-streaked fur behind. His eyes crinkled at the corners, his face softer than that of other mastiffs, though he was still a larger canine and a more powerful anthro, physically, than Sterling. The coyote shook his head, for he had not been paying attention while his cock had been in the mastiff's paw.

"Nah, had other things on my mind."

Dane rolled his eyes and repeated what he'd said.

"I said... I bet I can get you off with just my cock. Frotting. You game?"

"What, really?" He laughed aloud, giddy with lust. "You think you can get me off...just with your cock against mine?"

He thought it was a joke, but the mastiff took only a moment to free his erection, sliding up and over the coyote. Sterling was not particularly large, not at the best of times, but there was nothing like having the big, bulky body of the mastiff over him to feel small. Even the dog's cock was so much larger than his, by a good three inches, a thick knot at the base when it was swollen. They were a similar colour when it came to their lengths, though Sterling's coyote dick was a darker shade of red, but that didn't matter.

All that mattered and all that would matter was how Sterling's cock throbbed up against the mastiff's larger one. It swelled and ached, the dog getting as hard as him very quickly, everything coming together just the way it was supposed to.

Fuck, he wouldn't be upset at all if they did go steady in a relationship, Sterling thought dimly, though it was difficult to focus on anything other than just how his dick ached up against the mastiff's. Between the hot sex and the feeling of being cared for, not always being the one running around looking after everyone else... Yeah, it really was the start of something.

Yet it was the dog who was going to look after him first that evening, grinding against him, teasing out even more pleasure from the hard length of the coyote's cock than Sterling had ever thought possible. His cock tensed and ached deeply, but he knew that he would have his pleasure soon, as long as he held out, allowing Dane to take him there.

A wave of submission flowed through him, warming him from head to toe, though he barely even knew what to do as he groaned deeply, squirming under the canine. The dog's hot breath washed over him, though he could barely even control himself as he grunted and thrust up against Dane's shaft, their hot lengths pressed up against one another.

"Unff... Fuck... Dane..."

But the canine pressed in even closer, framing the coyote with his body, everyone exactly where they were supposed to be. Heated lust shuddered between them, as if dog and coyote were connected with a thread of heat that was never to be broken. Only that could have been just a little more than wishful thinking on Sterling's part, his lustful mind getting the better of him, though there was no true worry in it.

All he had to think about, after all, was the throbbing ache of his partner's cock against his, the drip and drool making him heave and grunt. There was so much pre-cum, slick down the side of his cock, barely able to believe that all that had come from the two of them.

Yet maybe there was something more there, something that he had not before paid due attention to. Deeper than carnal pleasure, in how the mastiff supported him, protected him, even then letting him know that he was safe and well and cared for in the heat of the moment. Sterling whimpered and squirmed, his mind going blank at the point of orgasm, rushing upon it as if he was trying to get there more quickly than anytime ever before.

But it was not him! It wasn't something that he was trying to hasten through, not at all, groaning and whimpering, squirming as he tried to hold back. And then the mastiff's lips were on his own and he kissed the canine back as deeply as before, tongues tangling, though Dane's invaded Sterling's mouth with a more dominant flare and lap than ever.

It took Sterling away, the mastiff, indeed, proving that he could get the coyote off without using his paws or mouth at all. Not that the competition was something that either were thinking of at that moment, not as cum dribbled down their cocks, the mastiff's still hard and ready, waiting to explode.

For the moment was right, especially in frotting lust, Dane's tongue lolling confidently from his mouth as he drew back slightly, though the dog seemed loathe to break the kiss. He panted heavily, nuzzling down the line of Sterling's jaw to his cheek and neck, the coyote rolling up needily, as if one orgasm was not enough for him.

"Please..."

The coyote did not even recognise the pleading cry that broke his lips. But that didn't matter, not as Dane thrust against him, letting their cocks tease up against one another again, the coyote's hardly even softening in the aftermath of orgasm.

With the canine to lead him into fresh experiences, why would he ever want to be with anyone else?

But that was a conversation, softly and sweetly, to be had with a clear head...