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From here on out, I'll tell you exactly what to do!

And you'll do exactly as I say!

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Everything about this is ridiculous and I love it.

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They didn't even need to say anything. They passed each other between cubicles, nodded, and four minutes later they were in the supply room. Clammy hands pressed to cheeks and chests as they kissed before Justin pinned Brian to the wall while fondling his belt.

With his pants opened Brian was turned, and Justin reached down to pin the wolf's hips against his own. A gentle nip on his shoulder told him to stay in place, and soon there were soft furred hands were tending to his needs. He tried to suppress a groan with moderate success as his scent filled the closet, and he thought of being caught. They've done this so often, he figured it was only a matter of time.

What if we're caught, he thought. What if someone just walked in right now and saw my dick out being stroked by another man. Someone could be looking for legal paper and just open the door and turn on the light. What if we're caught.

What if we're caught.

What if we're caught.

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But you're a dog, he said. Dogs don't get to talk.

Dogs can whine and whimper and beg and cry and flag their tails, but they don't get to talk.

Instead, why don't you be a good dog and whimper for me.

Whimper like a good bitch.

[paleblueknot]

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Mark was worried that the size difference would complicate matters. It didn’t occur to him that Carl could bench him with one arm - and a strong furry hand holding you up by the throat only made their kisses that much more intimate.

I hope he’ll want to do more than kiss, Carl thought while keeping Mark pinned to the wall. It wasn’t long before it was made clear that Yes, Mark did want to do more than kiss.