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[18+] You’re listening to Pride Month on The Voice of Dog. This is Rob MacWolf, your fellow traveler, and Today’s story is “Going Both Ways” by MikasiWolf, a wolf mercenary writer. His works have been published by Thurston Howl Publications, Rabbit Valley, Goal Publications among others. You can find links to more of his stories on his FA or WikiFur page.
When a gay wolf walks in on his omega partner having sex with a girl, he tries to comprehend if the relationship they had was built on a longstanding lie.
Read for you by Crimson Rauri, the Mountain Smith.
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Today's story concerns adult subject matter for mature listeners.
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Speaker:You’re listening to Pride Month on The Voice of Dog.
Speaker:This is Rob MacWolf, your fellow traveler,
Speaker:and Today’s story is
Speaker:“Going Both Ways” by MikasiWolf, a wolf
Speaker:mercenary writer.
Speaker:His works have been published by Thurston Howl Publications,
Speaker:Rabbit Valley, Goal Publications among others.
Speaker:You can find links to more of his stories on his FA or WikiFur page.
Speaker:Read for you by Crimson Rauri,
Speaker:the Mountain Smith.
Speaker:Among the things to be Proud of is our ability to define ourselves, to refuse to be limited by categories,
Speaker:to experiment toward our authentic selves unburdened
Speaker:by the expectations we have discarded.
Speaker:But the hardest expectations to discard
Speaker:can be those we do not realize we have.
Speaker:So it is important to be open
Speaker:to one’s own evolution.
Speaker:Case in point, the things to be discovered by-
Speaker:“Going Both Ways” by MikasiWolf
Speaker:I crept up to the door of our house, keeping my ears flat as I peered through the side windows.
Speaker:Spying no one, I decided on the garage door anyway.
Speaker:Sam’s car was still here, which means he’s home.
Speaker:Around for me to spring my surprise on him,
Speaker:a routine we’d recently agreed upon on.
Speaker:Sam’s a wolf just like me.
Speaker:Tawny-grey fur, pointed muzzle and cheek ruffs.
Speaker:The two of us looked so alike that people often mistook us for brothers, right until we started kissing in public.
Speaker:It lost us a couple of friends, but gained us the support of others, so things worked out okay.
Speaker:Sam’s always the less confident of us both.
Speaker:I was the one who decided whether we went cross-country cycling or mountain-biking,
Speaker:swimming in the pool instead of chilling at the beach.
Speaker:More often than not,
Speaker:I decided on the movies we watched, if only because Sam couldn’t make up his own damn mind about things.
Speaker:He put his paws down on the choice of restaurants, though.
Speaker:Anything overly spicy was something I would have to go alone to.
Speaker:But in bed, Sam was as much an equal as I was.
Speaker:Oral, anal, frotting, mutual masturbation;
Speaker:goddamn if he didn’t howl louder than I whenever I got him good in the ass. Or dick, should our roles be switched.
Speaker:Neither of us were exclusively top or bottom.
Speaker:We were pretty versatile switches, adhering to every tenet of sexual activity and roleplay.
Speaker:During a night of passionate Omega atop Alpha sex,
Speaker:ending in my knotting Sam as he slumped atop me cowboy-style,
Speaker:we had more than enough time for a serious discussion on our kinks.
Speaker:This added to our book a tenet of our very own,
Speaker:even as I stroked him off to an amazing,
Speaker:howling, finish. Always be yourself,
Speaker:no matter what others may say or do. It might seem too much like stating the obvious, what with me and Sam having so much passionate sex, and being extremely open about it to everyone out there.
Speaker:But one thing about wolves was that we traditionally had a hierarchal pack system, which unconsciously extended even among same-gender couples.
Speaker:Someone had to call the shots, as I’ve mentioned about restaurants and whatnot,
Speaker:and though we’re all about personal equality, it still remains a habit of ours to correct and order one another about.
Speaker:It is part of who we are.
Speaker:Sam and I had been together for 5 years now,
Speaker:and it wasn’t easy remaining together for as long as we did.
Speaker:Sure, the sex was great, but being as young as we are,
Speaker:the need to have a little variety every now and then meant our eyes tended to stray.
Speaker:I always feared that Sam would fool around with other guys;
Speaker:perhaps it’s that overprotectiveness and jealousy that came with my being the de-facto Alpha.
Speaker:Once Sam even said that he would like our relationship to be an open one so we weren’t tied to just one another,
Speaker:no pun intended. Sam was his own wolf, that’s for sure, and I told him I was fine with that as long as he gave me the chance to do my bestest in keeping things fresh in the bedroom.
Speaker:So we began switching things up every now and then.
Speaker:We tried all kinds of crazy shit, that’s for sure,
Speaker:including having sex while drunk, or even when high on pot one of my higher-class friends managed to procure from his higher-class dealer.
Speaker:Who even knew that was possible?
Speaker:We even tried fisting, and no shit, neither Sam and I could sit or lie flat for a week after that.
Speaker:But that was fine;
Speaker:spooning on our sides still entered the equation, though we had to take it slow.
Speaker:When our asses finally got better, we even tried dressing up in costumes marketed as “fursuits”,
Speaker:roleplaying as other species of people we knew.
Speaker:It felt fucking weird, wearing fur over fur, but it was fucking cool for a while,
Speaker:though even the cost of cheaper fursuits kind of limited their appeal.
Speaker:Sam and I even took to surprising each other randomly, like as lying butt-naked on the sofa right in front of the door when the other returned from work,
Speaker:or waking the other up in the morning with a nice maw job.
Speaker:It was practically a game of adult peekaboo for the both of us, and I was sure Sam looked forward to these surprises as much as I did.
Speaker:He hadn’t had the drive to surprise me for the last two weeks though, not that
Speaker:I ever waivered in my stance to keep things exciting.
Speaker:I was determined to make this relationship work, after all.
Speaker:Which was why I was peeling off my managerial work clothes in the garage, grinning from pointy ear-to-ear as I took a glow-in-the-dark sheath dildo out of my work bag.
Speaker:Knowing that Sam had taken a vacation day from work to settle some outstanding matters of his;
Speaker:I decided he could do with some encouragement from yours truly.
Speaker:Today, I wasn’t Harry the Alpha, but Vlad the defiler,
Speaker:if the name of my newly-bought barbed felid demoncock was any indication.
Speaker:My prosthetic dick bouncing in time with my very own, I tiptoed throughout the house, looking and sniffing left and right for any sign of my wolfy.
Speaker:After all, it wasn’t a surprise if he knew I was coming,
Speaker:right? However, the scents of all the different fragrances we’d used on each other over the months to resemble that of other species permeated the hallways of our house
Speaker:enough to render my nose useless.
Speaker:I stopped right before our bedroom, within which loud rock music blared.
Speaker:My dick having sagged somewhat in my search for the elusive Sam, I stroked it back into reasonable perfection, as I placed my paw upon the doorknob.
Speaker:“Ready or not, here I am!
Speaker:Vlad is here, and he’ll make you come!” I announced as I barged in.
Speaker:And stared aghast at the sight before me, my erection sagging.
Speaker:One of Sam’s favorite bands was bawling away on the radio we shared,
Speaker:which wasn’t too surprising, given Sam never listened to any other shit,
Speaker:at least in my considerable earshot.
Speaker:A couple of articles of clothing were scattered around the room, which wouldn’t have been surprising were it not for the fact Sam was something of a neat freak, especially on his days off.
Speaker:Even the fact that he was naked on our bed, pounding away at someone on all fours wasn’t all that astonishing, given what we’d talked about months back.
Speaker:The all-too-feminine moans and gasps coming from that someone was something I could never have imagined.
Speaker:The possibility that it could be a product of my own imagination was dashed by the presence of two boobs wobbling with every
Speaker:meaty thump and click Sam made on the Alsatian’s ass.
Speaker:“I see you’re back early, Harry,” said Sam in between huffs and puffs. “Just take a seat and enjoy the show.”
Speaker:“Wh—I—,” My ears flattened at this ridiculous turn of events.
Speaker:“Take a seat? Are you fucking mental,
Speaker:Sam?” “No I ain’t. You remember what we talked about?”
Speaker:Sam panted. The Alsatian girl looked at me as her tongue lolled, but otherwise exhibited no surprise or fear that normally followed after a guy walked in on his cheating spouse.
Speaker:Not that I’m experienced in all that, mind, unless you counted my walking in on a colleague doing the cleaning lady in the maintenance closet.
Speaker:I merely gave them two thumbs up and a smile, and like the good sport that I was, never brought it up ever again.
Speaker:It became hard to take him seriously in meetings after that, though.
Speaker:But I didn’t feel the need to be a good sport about this, not when my damn boyfriend lied to me all this while.
Speaker:My mouth opened and closed.
Speaker:“Why didn’t you tell me you were straight?” I finally barked.
Speaker:“Because I’m bi.” said Sam.
Speaker:I flung the demon cock I’ve wasted money on to the floor, and the loud splotch of silicone got Sam’s attention.
Speaker:“Fuck that technicality shit. When I said you could play around with others, I thought you meant with other guys.
Speaker:Girls are gross.” “Oh,
Speaker:no need to worry about me here.” snarled the Alsatian, and I took a reflexive step back.
Speaker:“Yeah, don’t knock it till you try it, Harry,” Sam huffed.
Speaker:“And here I am, knocking…her…up…”
Speaker:As if on cue he slammed his hips forward and howled.
Speaker:My ears flattened even as I thought I could hear the muffled sounds of dick spurting torrent after torrent of cum into
Speaker:who-knows-what hole that was.
Speaker:The Alsatian gave a long drawn-out whine as she collapsed forward in mingled orgasm,
Speaker:her claws gripping the sheets
Speaker:—our sheets—in a frenzy.
Speaker:Sam ran his claws through the bitch’s fur, sighing as he gave one of her tits a grope.
Speaker:I was starting to feel too much like a voyeur, some perverted intruder in someone’s private party,
Speaker:forget the fact that it was my very own boyfriend fucking some random female I didn’t know.
Speaker:At least, I didn’t think I knew, from the few quick sniffs I according her.
Speaker:“Harry, meet Marilyn.
Speaker:Marilyn, you already know Harry.”
Speaker:Marilyn waved with a paw and tail as Sam pulled out with an outpouring of cum.
Speaker:It dribbled copiously onto our sheets, and before I could wonder about this lady crying foul on any unwanted cubs
Speaker:Sam might have sired with her,
Speaker:I saw the empty diaphragm wrapper on
Speaker:the bedside. “Marilyn’s a long-time colleague of mine,” said Sam as he rolled to his side.
Speaker:“The two of us have been dating a while. But I’ve never stopped loving you, Harry,”
Speaker:said Sam as I made to protest.
Speaker:“Well, the two of us thought this would be a pretty cool way of my coming out to you as bi.”
Speaker:“Cool? Goddamn it,
Speaker:Sam, you don’t have to go through such…such fucking theatrics to do that!
Speaker:All you have to do is fucking tell me!”
Speaker:I was starting to yell,
Speaker:and Sam’s ear’s flattened briefly,
Speaker:but raised back up at this outburst.
Speaker:Maybe it was the Alpha in me, but I felt that after what Sam had done to cheat on me, he should at least have the decency to look sorry.
Speaker:“I didn’t want to lose you!” Sam barked, startling me.
Speaker:“I already spoke to you about keeping our relationship open, and wanting to seeing other people. I don’t just date any girl I see. Marilyn’s nice, she’s smart, and funny. She’s pretty chill even when others like you outrightly called her gross.”
Speaker:“Girls are gross!” I reiterated.
Speaker:“Sorry to burst your bubble, sweetie, but we’re not all like that.” Marilyn spoke.
Speaker:“Mind you, I’ve known plenty of men who’re gross too.
Speaker:But your Sam? He’s a real sweetheart. He nearly broke off things between us just to remain loyal to you, but come on, Harry, Sam’s his own person! He can’t help being bi, just as you can’t help being gy.
Speaker:Hell, he’s taking a big risk making all the necessary plans for you to walk in on him
Speaker:just to ‘keep things fresh and exciting’.
Speaker:It looks to be some weird routine the two of you have, but I dig it!”
Speaker:“Harry,” Sam got up and walked up to me, paws reaching out for my shoulders as I flinched.
Speaker:“I’m interested in both men—” he looked into my eyes “—
Speaker:and women, and I just want you to understand why it so important to me. That’s just the way I am.
Speaker:But I don’t want to keep this a secret from you all my life. Please understand.”
Speaker:I unconsciously looked at Sam’s sticky shaft receding slowly back into its sheath, wondering just what disgusting hole it’d been in.
Speaker:And then I realized, that perhaps my original train of thought was just as hateful as
Speaker:all the homophobic shits out there.
Speaker:For millennia, people had considered gays like me unnatural, discriminating against us based on who we loved and which hole they assumed we let someone stick their dick in, and vice versa
Speaker:All that changed when people were no longer as close-minded.
Speaker:Who exactly was I to judge whether girls or vaginas were gross or not?
Speaker:If anything, I was the bisexualphobe here, if that was even a word.
Speaker:But I owed it to Sam to understand what made him cherish and ravish Marilyn so and there was only one way to find out.
Speaker:“I want to understand you as you do Sam, I really do. But Marilyn is your girlfriend, so umm.”
Speaker:I looked from Sam to Marilyn.
Speaker:“So expecting me to get it on with her isn’t any option.
Speaker:option.” “Who says it ain’t?” drawled Marilyn, lying back on the bed with her legs spread, . I looked questioningly at Sam, but my wolfy just sat on one of our chairs, his tongue lolling as he looked from Marilyn to me.
Speaker:I looked as that glistening black pussy spread before me,
Speaker:wondering just how exactly anyone could find that appealing enough to slide in.
Speaker:Then I remembered telling Sam to allow me to try keeping things fresh, and realized that perhaps it was now his and Marilyn’s turn to keep things fresh for me.
Speaker:And as I thought of the enjoyment on Sam’s face as he fucked Marilyn senseless, tongue lolling as he pounded out a storm, I gripped my shaft and pumped it hard, imagining Sam’s pleasure as my shaft steadily rose.
Speaker:“Whoa, keep some of that honey for me, baby!”
Speaker:Marilyn reached out to pull me towards her.
Speaker:I paused in my stroking as I crawled onto the bed, Marilyn guiding my shaft into her as I tensed.
Speaker:It was surprisingly loose, to say the least.
Speaker:Looser than an asshole, if that was a good enough comparison,
Speaker:but hot and warm nonetheless.
Speaker:I gave several experimental thrusts, and Marilyn coaxed me downward with her arms as I built up a tempo, taking a deep breath.
Speaker:Aside from the slurp slurp feeling I felt on my shaft, nothing about Marilyn’s scent turned me on, except for the undertones of Sam’s musk on her.
Speaker:The thought of fucking someone Sam had just finished in,
Speaker:his cum sloshing around my dick no less, led my thrusts to greater excitement,
Speaker:and I could feel all the differences of Marilyn’s insides that made her special.
Speaker:The subtle bump of her pussy’s interior I heard all canids had
Speaker:punctuated ever thrust I made,
Speaker:every move I took,
Speaker:silky encompassing warmness and heat of her sex enveloping and releasing me in a flurry of smacks and slurps.
Speaker:I felt myself cresting to the edge and slammed one last time as I howled, head thrown back as the primal urge to cum took hold.
Speaker:I spurted once, twice,
Speaker:thrice into that warm luscious snatch,
Speaker:whiffs of pheromones permeating the room. I looked hazily at Sam who’d starting jerking his ownself off as I fucked, cumming with a bark before me.
Speaker:The fact that Sam got off me fucking a girl gave me a fresh new high,
Speaker:and I couldn’t help but smile as I made to roll to my side—
Speaker:—and found myself unable to.
Speaker:My knot was locked into a tie with Marilyn’s snatch.
Speaker:The Alsatian grinned at me, her fingers stroking the fur around my groin teasingly as Sam climbed onto the bed to draw us into a hug.
Speaker:On that day, I learnt an important lesson.
Speaker:The key to a successful relationship
Speaker:is to keep things fresh and exciting.
Speaker:And sometimes, keeping it fresh is embracing one’s other side.
Speaker:I may not be straight, or even bi as Sam was, but sometimes keeping an open mind allows one to experience all life has to offer.
Speaker:Sam may not be of the sexual orientation I’d once thought, but that doesn’t make him any different from the person I love.
Speaker:All my boyfriend needed
Speaker:was acceptance from those that cared,
Speaker:and I will do my best to give that to him.
Speaker:After all, we all deserve no less.
Speaker:This was “Going Both Ways” by MikasiWolf,
Speaker:read for you by Crimson Rauri, the Mountain Smith.
Speaker:You can find more stories on the web
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Speaker:Happy Pride, and Thank you for listening to The Voice of Dog.