Insatiable Fox
Copyright© 2026 by Gots
Chapter 2: Gentle Wolf
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 2: Gentle Wolf - Insatiable Fox is a gay furry erotica side-story series starring Kiran from The Lust and the Void series. Kiran loses his virginity to a stranger and spirals, leading him to a lust filled adventure to claim what he desires most, even if he has to travel to another reality to get it.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Romantic Gay Fiction Science Fiction Furry Sharing DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys
Farren arrived right on time.
Kiran’s heart was already racing when he opened the door, but he made himself do it, thrusting into the situation. The big gray wolf stood there in a simple black t-shirt and jeans. His dark fur caught the hallway light, and when he smiled, it was warm, easy, and a little predatory.
“Hey, pretty fox,” Farren said, voice low and friendly. “You still sure about this?”
Kiran nodded quickly, stepping aside to let him in. “Yeah. Come on in.”
He was in! Kiran’s heart raced, he was worried the wolf would ghost him after the first encounter, he heard hookups can be like that.
They started with small talk, the kind that felt both necessary and awkward. Farren complimented the apartment, asked about the neighborhood, laughed when Kiran admitted he’d stress-cleaned for two hours before he arrived. Kiran showed him around, the tiny kitchen, the living room with the big 65-inch TV, the bedroom that suddenly felt much smaller with a wolf inside it.
Farren teased Kiran about the pile of empty Red Bull cans on the counter. Kiran shot back that at least he didn’t have a trucker’s collection of empty protein shake bottles in his car. The laughter helped. It made the air feel lighter.
Eventually the small talk faded. The tension thickened.
Farren stepped closer, gently backing Kiran against the wall. “Can I kiss you?”
Kiran answered by tilting his head up. He hadn’t planned on doing any kissing ... but he couldn’t find the nerve to say no in the moment.
The kiss started soft, then deepened quickly. Farren’s big paws settled on Kiran’s waist, pulling him flush against his solid body. When they broke apart, both were breathing harder.
“Bedroom?” Farren asked, voice rough.
Kiran nodded. He wished he had the courage or wit to say something.
Once inside, Farren took his time. He undressed Kiran slowly, kissing every new inch of exposed fur, collarbone, chest, stomach, hips. When Kiran was naked, Farren guided him onto the bed on all fours. It felt soo dirty, and sexy ... his as aimed out at the wolf, his balls hanging. Vulnerable to this stranger.
“Relax for me,” the wolf murmured, kneeling behind him. “I’m going to work you open a little, loosen you up and see what we’re dealing with here.”
Kiran couldn’t help but twitch when the warm wetness of the wolf’s tongue made contact with his hole. Kiran moaned loudly, pushing back against the wolf’s muzzle. Kiran was always very clean but he never imagined there would be tongue on hole action ... and he wondered if he would be expected to return the favor.
The wolf seemed to be enjoying himself, it felt like. The tongue would brush up the fox’s white-furred tight balls, then up his taint which felt tight and eager, then over the hole again, where it would linger and lick and explore, poking inside a bit.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Farren growled against his rim, voice full of heat. “Inexperienced little hole ... but don’t worry babe, we’re not doing anything you aren’t ready for. Just focus on relaxing and feeling it while I treat you right back here. K, pup?”
“Yes, thank you. K, I mean ... sorry, I’m a dork.”
“You’re nervous, my dude. Doesn’t bother me a bit. Just enjoy.”
Kiran was trembling, cock leaking onto the sheets. He doesn’t usually drip soo much precum but now he was, and he could feel it building up in his shaft, just waiting for more excitement to call it forth. It felt incredible, better than any toy. The wet sounds, the heat of Farren’s breath, the careful way the wolf worked him open ... it was almost too much.
Farren soon used his fingers, just massaging the perenium at first, then sliding the tip in, pressing in an inch. “Tight,” he said, laughing.
After long minutes of tongue and fingers, Farren pulled back and lined up his thick cock. The bed shifting from Farren’s knees crawling up it, my god ... there’s a wolf about to mount me, Kiran thought. The blunt head pressed against Kiran’s entrance and pushed.
Kiran tensed immediately. It hurt. Not unbearably, but enough that his body resisted.
Farren stopped right away, rubbing a soothing paw down Kiran’s back.
“Too tight,” he said gently, not frustrated, just honest. “That’s okay. I’ve got a better idea.”
“Oh ... oh it can’t be done?” Kiran asked, looking back at the wolf, disappointed. It did hurt but he thought ... he didn’t know ... maybe the wolf knew some technique to loosen him up and enter ... he didn’t expect to be too tight that things wouldn’t move forward.
The wolf kissed the base of Kiran’s tail, then stood and offered his paw. “Come on. Let’s watch something.”
Confused but trusting, Kiran followed him to the living room. Farren settled into the big comfy chair and pulled Kiran into his lap, back to chest, both of them still naked. He grabbed the remote and put on a streaming service, Man of Steel.
As the movie started, Farren’s thick fingers returned between Kiran’s cheeks. This time there was no rush. He simply pressed one finger inside, then two, slowly working them in and out while they watched Superman fly across the screen.
At first Kiran was tense, hyper-aware of the intrusion. But as the minutes passed and Farren kept the movements gentle and steady, something shifted. The stretch became comfortable. The fullness felt ... nice. Normal, even. Having no sexual experience before Farren, he wasn’t used to how casual this moment was. Just watch a movie? But the wolf is fingering inside his butt, his intimate spot ... while his fox balls rested on the wolf’s thigh, loosening with the warmth and draping over the black fur. But Farren acted like there was nothing unusal here.
They started talking again, casually.
When the scene with Superman’s dad and the tornado came on, Kiran snorted.
“I still can’t believe he just let his dad die,” he muttered. “Who cares if people find out he’s alien? That’s your dad.”
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