Player Two Wins! The TV screen was filled with multiple shots of a race car soaring over the finish line, another car hot on its heels. “Dammit. You got lucky that time.” Atlas dropped his controller on the couch, the wolf’s scraggly fur shone in the moonlight that flooded the room from the open window. He got up from the couch and with a powerful stretch he marched himself over to the counter to pour himself a glass of water. “Naaaah, all skill and no luck.” Now that the couch was freed up, Kyra unfurled her body across the no longer cramped furniture. The fox was a complete opposite to her friend. While Atlas spent his free time bulking up at the gym, Kyra would rather find herself lost in a story. She had a thin scrawny frame, delicately pampered orange fur, and small stature that only came up to Atlas’ stomach. Most were surprised that the two were friends, considering all their differences. But the strength of their friendship had been going strong ever since the day they sat together at lunch in middle school.

Atlas gave a huff, marching back over to the couch. He motioned for her move back over, to which she pouted but complied with. “You saw that computer driver. They pushed me off the road!” Kyra rolled her eyes at this. “You are just being a sore loser, that’s all.” Kyra stuck her tongue out at Atlas, taunting the wolf. “Uh huh, may I remind you to look at the score. You got one win and I have five.” Kyra gave Atlas a small annoyed elbow to the side. “Yeah and I bet my ass that you are not going to get more than that.” Atlas just shrugged off what she said for a moment before a glint of sinisterness filled his mind. “I accept your deal.” Kyra was confused, tilting her head as if asking for him to explain to which he did.

“We will do one more race, and when I win I will get your foxy butt. Unless you are a little chicken that is.” Silence. Nothing was said for a few heart pounding moments before Kyra got up off the couch and walked to her room. “H-Hey! I was just kidding, you know that.” Atlas gave chase after her but stopped in his tracks when he saw her walking back with a strapon and bottle of lube in hand. “Holy shit Kyra, why do you have that.” Atlas looked wide eyed at the giant monster she was carrying. “Originally I was going to use this on my ex before he dumped me. I accept your challenge Atlas but when I win I’m going to make you squirm for me. Unless YOU are chicken.”

Atlas hesitated. He was pretty sure he could win again and quite easily, but the thought of that thing up his ass made him squirm. “Fine, but there is no way you are winning.” The two friends sat back down on the couch and loaded up a new match. It didn’t go well. Atlas’ mind was too distracted, and the worse he did the more his mind filled with dread. It wasn’t till he saw those words that he knew his fate was sealed. Player Two Wins!

Atlas was stipped down naked. His ass hanging over the edge of the bed. Both of them were silent, the only noise was that of a bottle being opened and of a cold slimy substance being coated on the strapon. With little warning Kyra spread apart Atlas’ rump and began to drip the lube on his tense pucker. “Holy crap that’s cold!” Atlas squirmed out when Kyra began rubbing the lube all over his entrance, even slipping her small finger in to get some inside. “I hope you are ready, because I sure am!”

Atlas felt his breath catch in the back of his throat once that silicon toy slid between the crevice of his muscular backside, the tip giving a soft kiss on his lubricated tight passage. Kyra gave a soft seductive giggle. “There is no reason to be so tense. You’ll be begging for more by the end of this.” Atlas opened his mouth to respond but all that came was a whimpering gasp as the tip of the strapon slowly parted his previously untouched anus. “Yeah… that’s it. Who would’ve guessed that all it would take for the big tough wolf to moan like a slut was a big cock up the ass!” Kyra hooked her thumbs between the mounds of flesh, pulling them apart in order to drink up the view of watching the black toy slowly disappear into her best friend. She released those taut cheeks, watching them slam closed around the toy giving a small barely noticeable jiggle on impact.

“You’re taking it like a professional butt slut! You must really be having a great time.” Atlas couldn’t respond. He had to keep his maw covered with his paws just to stop the pleasurable moans from escaping his lips. His internal walls clenched and pushed back against the invading ten inch monster to no avail. Each instinctual tightening wave caused his feeling of fullness to double as his muscular ring clamped down in a vain attempt of halting the foreign intruder. After what felt like hours, Atlas felt the gentle senestation of Kyra’s groin against his rump, she had hilted that monster completely inside of him. 

Kyra laid the front of her body down on top of Atlas’ back. She lowered her head to the wolf’s ear giving a small sigh of content before seductively whispering. “Here you thought that you were going to be taking my ass for a ride.” Each soft work caused a shiver of anticipation to crawl up her spine. “But now I’m going to make you scream and beg like a good little slut.” Atlas had never felt like this before, his mind felt like a bowl of melted ice cream. His shaft had long since popped out of his sheath and it was now beginning to leak a small amount of precum. “J-Just get this over with dammit!” However the fox didn’t move. She only giggled as she slightly shook her hips, the dildo wiggling inside his sensitive rump. “Beg.” Atlas felt his jaw drop. Such a simple word and yet so much power seemed to radiate from it.

“Please, get this over with.” Still no movement. The pressure, the fullness, everything was growing too much for Atlas as he finally gave in. “Please Kyra! Fuck my slutty ass, I’ve been a naughty wolf and I want you to punish me!” All at once he felt the pressure on his back fade away while the toy slowly retracted out of his anus. His innerards that once tried to keep the strapon out now seemed to clench down in an attempt to keep it in. Kyra pulled out till only the very tip was inside, and after a short few seconds she plunged back in. Sounds of flesh on flesh slapping together filled the apartment, each passing second was another wave of pleasure for Atlas as the toy rapidly slid in and out of his backside. Kyra was loving each pant and moan coming from the wolf underneath her. The fox had been wanted for a day like this, each thrust was like a dose of pleasure for her. 

Kyra took a second to glance down at the wolf’s aching length that was shaking back and forth in time with the rough rhythmic humping. “Looks like the puppy is excited.” Kyra lowered her paw down to the throbbing length. She had begun to massage and pump at the overly hot cock, paying special attention to the knot that had swelled up in need for release. Atlas couldn’t contain himself any longer. His tail was wagging with excitement, and his cock was threatening to blow at any moment. “Oh god, Kyra!” Kyra knew it was time for the finale. She hammered home from both sides. The bed shook and moved heavily as she crashed her hips down like a strike of thunder on Atlas’ backside. At the same time, she began pistoning her paw quickly over the wolf’s cock before finally grasping down on his knot. It all hit at once. Atlas howled out as the powerful orgasm racked his body. His hole clenched down painfully hard with each shot of his seed that pulsated out of his rod, the musky seed making a messy pile on the floor. Kyra kept hammering him until the wolfy cock had been milked dry. As the last spurts of cum trickled out, she stopped her relentless pounding and began to pull the toy out of the now thoroughly used rump. 

Kyra once more hooked her thumbs between the fuzzy cheeks and admired her handiwork. With each deep panting from Atlas she could see the gaping hole constrict and expand in a winking motion. She gave a low chuckle as by each passing moment she enjoyed the sight of watching the hole slowly shrink back to its natural size. She released his cheeks and gave that rear a singular loud slap. Atlas yelped out and then grumbled under his breath. “Next time you won’t be so lucky.” Atlas huffed out in annoyance. “Oh really now? Is that a bet?” Kyra slid the toy between Atlas’ cheeks once more, insinuating to him what was at stake. “Yeah.” Atlas chirped up, already plotting his revenge. “It’s a bet.”