Blackridge B&B

Work is something almost everybody has to do in their life at least once. Most wake up in the morning, have breakfast, and then they take an hour long drive to work from nine-to-five. Matthew however...he worked away from home. For a few months at a time, he’d be taking planes from his home to somewhere else, whether it’d be in another state, or outside the country. He was a VERY busy man and never really had time to just wind down and relax. But that was about to change...

This time, he had to leave the country, however the flying times were early the next day, and the airport was a long drive away from his home. So for the first time ever, he had to book for a room in an air B&B nearby in the countryside.

When the day arrived, he made his way to the countryside of Pennsylvania from afternoon-to-evening, until he finally made it to the destination he was looking for. On the side of the road he saw a sign that read ‘Blackridge B&B: a place like no other.’

“This must be the place,” he thought.

Once he parked his car on the massive gravel driveway, the wolf made his way up to the front door and gave it a knock. A few moments had passed by until there was finally an answer, and the door opened wide to reveal a man inside.

“Howdy there! You must be Matthew, right?” Asked the large man.

“Yeah, that’s me,” the lupine responded.

“Well, pleased to meet ya! My name’s Feran — welcome to Blackridge B&B!”

Feran was a large, brown, hulking bull with emerald-green eyes and sported typical clothing of a country boy — a green checkered shirt, blue jeans, and even a cowboy hat. Despite wearing clothes, you could see those bulky muscles through them, and it was a struggle to keep his eyes off them.

“Why don’t you cum inside?” Asked the bull.

“W-what?”

“I said why don’t you come inside? Y’know, the home?”

“Oh yeah, right — sorry...”

All Feran did was chuckle at his apology as he escorted him into the house.

“Make yourself at home! We’ve got breakfast here and plenty of stuff to cook up, if you wish.”

The B&B was quite large — old-fashioned, yet had a modern aesthetic to it at the same time. There was a lobby that sported a traditional fireplace, and he could see many doors that lead to all different kinds of rooms, even including a little gym; it was very much like a hotel!

But there was one thing that seemed odd about the place — not a single person could be seen.

“No one’s around?” he asked the bull.

“Nope — not today,” Feran answered. “So since it’s just you, I thought you might like some company with some dinner tonight! If you’d like to, of course.”

Matthew took a double-take as Mr. Blackridge proposed that offer. Spending more time with this monstrous bovine for dinner? He wasn’t sure he could handle it — those guns ‘hidden’ under his shirt in front of him for all that time would’ve been enough to make him all hot n’ bothered. He wanted to spend as little time with him as possible until the morning, but he couldn’t just say no.

“S-sure,” he hesitantly accepted.

“Perfect! Will get to know ya better then.”

Roughly about an hour later, as the sun began to set over the horizon, dinner was ready for the pair. Since it was Feran’s home, he was the one in charge of the cooking. He came into the dining room with the wolf’s plate and placed it in front of him on the table. On the plate was a traditional roast dinner, with some homemade gravy drizzled over it; the smell was glorious!

“Smells really good,” he complimented.

“Why thanks! Homemade family recipe. Hope you enjoy it!”

Not even a minute later, the bull had came back in from the kitchen and was holding a bowl full of salad with a few chunks of meat scattered inside.

“Not having the same dinner?”

“Oh no — I’m on a diet,” he informed as he reached for the ranch dressing. “Don’t get me wrong, though, I love some nice meat every now and then.”

The dirty side of Matthew’s mind began to stir as he heard those words leave his mouth. With someone good-looking like him, he couldn’t help but think like that. He wanted to look down as much as he could and avoid eye contact with him, and even just avoiding looking at him as a whole, but he thought it would’ve been rude for him to do that.

“Go on — dig in,” Feran insisted, pointing down at the plate with his own fork.

And with that, Matthew sunk his fork into a roasted potato and took it into his maw for a good chew, and out came an explosion of flavour.

“Wow, this is REALLY good.”

“See?! My momma always made the best food from when I was a lil’ kid.”

As the wolf continued to enjoy his food, Feran then dug into his salad and chewed on some lettuce.

“So, do you live alone here? No wife or anything?” Asked Matthew.

“I do. No parents, no wife, no kids — nobody here.”

“A single man...must get rather lonely.”

“It does. Always nice to have some company like this, so I thought opening this place up would be nice.”

“And has that worked out well?”

“I’d very much say so. Thanks to you being here, I’m not so alone tonight!”

Matthew couldn’t help but smile. Just being there was enough to make the bull happy, and he was glad he could provide that to someone.

“What about you, then?” Feran asked.

“Me? I live with my mum. I’m always working away from home, so I thought it wouldn’t be worth owning a home by myself when I’m not even there to live in it most of the time.”

“I see,” said the bull before sinking his fork into a chunk of salad to take another bite. “Well, I’m humbled to provide you with a place to stay before you head off tomorrow. Always a pleasure to meet such a fine guy like yourself.”

Just as Matthew looked up from his food, he couldn’t help but notice a white blob of that ranch dressing on the bovine’s face, making him drop his jaw a bit. Despite his efforts of trying not to think of Feran in arousing ways, the blob triggered a thought of him doing something...interesting, to say the least.

“Something wrong?” Asked the bull.

All Matthew did was point at his mouth, even while his own was still obviously open. Unfortunately for him, his thoughts had only gotten worse, as instead of wiping the blob, Feran licked it clean off and swallowed it along with his food.

“Ah, got it — thanks,” he said with a smile as he continued eating.

After dinner was over, Matthew mentioned he was feeling tired after a long day of driving, and Feran escorted him to the room he’d be staying in.

“Hey, thank you again letting me stay here tonight.”

“Oh, it’s my pleasure! Always welcome to have ya back here anytime,” said the bull as they walked down the hall, Matthew trying to look away from his back as much as possible.

“Anyway, here’s your room! The best one in the house, if you ask me. Something special for ya, heheh.”

“Thank you, Feran. Well, uh...goodnight—“

“Actually...” started the bovine, his voice now suddenly sounding a lot deeper than it already was. “Y’know, the night doesn’t have to end here.”

It took him a moment to realise what was going on, but Matthew soon picked up.

“W-wait, what?”

“C’mon, I saw the way you were looking at me from across the table. You want this cowboy in your bed, don’t you?”

“Uhh...” he had no words.

“Good,” said Feran as he moved forward to the wolf a bit more. “Cuz I want you, too~”

Just as those words escaped his mouth, ha leaned forward and pressed his big, brown lips against the wolf’s, soon wrapping his strong arms around his neck and torso to hold him close. Matthew was done fighting back — he accepted those thoughts he had before about the bull and embraced him, his arms arms wrapping around his muscular back before their lips parted from each other.

“So...what’d ya say we head into the bedroom?” asked Feran.

Once they had entered, Blackridge immediately brought Matthew into another kiss as he pinned him against the door, this time with his tongue swirling around his as he reached down to rub his large hand against the wolf’s ever-growing bulge.

“Someone’s packing for sure~” he complimented, making Matthew blush in front of him. “Let’s take this to the couch, so I can take a look.”

As they made it to the couch, Feran pushed the lupine down and took a seat next to him, bringing him into yet another lustful kiss as he reached for his bulge for the second time. Hums could be heard from the hulking bull as he began to unbutton the wolf’s jeans with both his hands, tugging them down to reveal the pair of boxers he wore underneath.

“Looks like you won’t be needing this for much longer,” said Feran as he lifted the wolf’s shirt over his head, tossing it aside as he took off his own to reveal that muscular body underneath. Soon after, he tucked his thumbs between his hips and pants and pulled both his jeans AND underwear off simultaneously. His dick was rock hard and was the size of Matthew’s forearm — he couldn’t believe what he had gotten himself into.

It didn’t take long for the bull to lift the underwear’s waistband off the wolf’s treasure hiding inside for him to claim. Under those boxers laid his raging canine boner, already leaking pre due to the excitement of what was occurring.

“Oh, damn...what a cock~”

Feran instantly wrapped a hand around the base of Matthew’s shaft and gently squeezed before stroking up slowly, watching him shudder in his grip as he lowered it back down. He chuckled seductively as he leaned his head towards the wolf’s throbbing cock, shifting his body so he was laying on the couch to get comfy.

Matthew was dumbfounded by what was going on. He never expected to be doing this with anyone that night, especially with the owner of the B&B. But despite that, he was not against the idea in the slightest; his cock said otherwise.

He watched as the bull brought his tongue to the base of his shaft and licked upwards, making him gasp from the sudden pleasure he received. He then went down to lap at his fuzzy orbs while pulling his jeans down, even taking them into his mouth for a brief second so he could hear the wolf moan a little as he kicked his pants aside. And finally, he licked up his member from base-to-tip and swirled his tongue around the wolf’s sensitive head, making him twitch a bit before wrapping his lips around it.

“H-holy shit...” Matthew let out as his head entered the bull’s maw.

To tease him, Feran let go and let the fresh saliva lay there in the breeze for a moment before taking it back into his mouth once again, this time letting his shaft sink inside slowly. He listened to Matthew’s soft and gentle moans as he sucked more of his cock inside, humming to the pleasurable sound as he swirled his long tongues around his juicy head to lap at the oozing pre.

“Ohh, God...”

The feeling of the bovine’s flesh massaging his cock felt magnificent, the muscles flexing and expanding as he bobbed his head on him ever so slowly.

After a while — once things had gotten going — Feran had let go of Matthew’s base and reached for his own rod, stroking that along with the rhythm of his head bobs, meanwhile his other arm had wrapped around the wolf’s torso to keep him close, making sure he wouldn’t move around too much.

As a few minutes passed, Feran’s saliva had trickled down all over Matthew’s shaft while he devoured it as much as he could. Overtime, the pace of his head bobbing had picked up, and it sent waves of irresistible pleasure throughout the canine’s body, causing him to grip onto the couch tight and his body to stiffen.

Feran knew what was inevitable, and he was excited for that moment to happen, whenever that would be. So to make it arrive even sooner, he picked up the pace even more; he wanted to hear those moans from the wolf grow even louder, and that was what he received.

“Ohhhh, fuck, Feran...I think I’m gonna cum...”

For the briefest moment, the bull brought his head up from his cock and looked him straight in the eye to command him.

“Give it to me~”

He immediately went back to sucking his dick at the same pace as he stroked his own cock even faster, his climax also peaking.

Soon the bull’s member began shooting semen onto the couch and several huffs could be heard from him as he continued to suck on Matthew’s cock, feeling the wolf’s muscles all over his body tighten at the same time together as his moans grew louder and louder. And finally — after a good five or ten minutes of sucking, Matthew leaned back and howled as his cock erupted inside Feran’s mouth, a lot of it shooting down his throat while the rest filled up his maw. Despite him cumming, the bovine didn’t stop bobbing his head and continued, listening to the young lupine moan and groan underneath him as he shot even more of his seed into him. Once he noticed his orgasm was calming down, his bobbing came to a stop as his tongue carried on lapping at his head for every last drop, so he could savour the taste. There was so much cum; some of it even managed to leak out of those big, brown lips and glide down the freshly-polished shaft.

A few moments after Matthew’s climax had calmed completely, Feran relaxed his grip around him and let go of his own shaft so he could hold onto the wolf’s, then taking his cock out of his mouth for a second before sticking it back in slowly. All Matthew did was lean his head back once again and groan some more as the bull continued to suck gently on his cock head some more until pulling away.

Just as he pulled up, he looked up towards Matthew to showed the mess he’d made on his face, making his dirty thoughts involving the salad dressing become a reality.

“Well, I’ll be dammed,” said Feran as he licked his lips. “You have a mighty tasty cock there, stud~”

All Matthew did was smile shyly with his face completely red underneath his fur, unsure of what to say.

“Y-you shot, too?” The wolf asked.

“Oh, yeah. Couldn’t help myself, heh.”

Shortly after responding, he raised himself up from the wolf’s lap and looked him straight in the eye as if he were about to say something else.

“But we’re just getting started~”

He looked at the bovine with some slight concern as his mind pictured that thick cock he sported, unsure if he’d be able to take that.

“I, uh...I’m not sure if I’ll be able to take that thing,” he said nervously while pointing down at his huge schlong.

All Feran did was laugh at Matthew’s comment.

“Oh, boy, who said anything about YOU being the bottom?”

“W-what?!”

He was in for one helluva night...

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Well guys, there you have it — a new gay story! It’s been a long while since I’ve gotten any gay art, not to mention writing a story for one, so I hope y’all like it! I’m really happy with this one <3

Art by Krideg!

Feran belongs to my wonderful friend, Spell900 from FA!