Jacob wiped his brow with the handkerchief he kept in the front pocket of his work overalls.

The office building he was toiling in was stiflingly hot that Monday. He and Titus had spent the morning sweeping every floor and picking up random tools and nails. Cleanup duty after an office renovation was always the hardest assignment. Titus, as usual, hadn’t bothered with wearing a shirt under his overalls. Jacob was beginning to wonder if Titus didn’t actually own any shirts. Jacob took his tank top off halfway through the morning. Both canines were looking forward to lunch. It was the sound of Titus’ stomach growling that meant work was over for the first half of the day.

The big wolf leaned his broom up against a wall of construction hoarding and dusted his paws off.

“What’d the little lady pack for yer grub today?”

Jacob winced. “Actually, we don’t live together and if I asked her to make me a sandwich, she’d probably laugh at me. I made a chicken and homemade honey sauce wrap last night and that’s what I brought. I made two in case you wanted to give it a try.”

Titus licked his chops. “If you made it, I’ll try it.” He winked at Jacob and opened his lunch pail, pulling out his thermos. The malinois licked his chops too. The sight of the big wolf’s pecs and musclegut stirred Jacob’s libido like a whirlpool.

The two of them sat on a red tool cabinet, somewhere near the rearmost section of the fourth floor and far from where the elevator repair crew was working. Titus raised his brows as he took a bite of Jacob’s creation.

“This is good,” Titus rumbled, his maw filled with tangy tastiness. “You shoulda been a chef.” A drop of honey sauce dripped in between the wolf’s massive pecs.

Jacob’s ears ran hot. “Thank you. I think I like cooking too much to ruin it by making it my job, though.”

Titus swallowed and laughed heartily. “The trick is to make your job fun, pup. I love fixing shit and I make sure I keep loving fixing shit, even if it’s hard. It gets easier if ya care about it.”

Jacob couldn’t quite understand what the wolf meant, but he nodded anyway.

Lunch eaten, Titus pulled a toothpick from his pocket and dug away at his sharp, yellowed teeth. He undid one strap of his overalls and let it hang down. Jacob noticed that Titus didn’t bother with wearing underwear today, either. He studied the bit of his exposed hip that he could see and it took every atom of control to not reach out and stroke the wolf’s stomach.

“I been meanin’ to apologize, Jacob.”

“Oh?”

“I’m sorry. I shoulda been more, um, happy for you when you talked ‘bout your, uh, thing.”

Thing? Jacob racked his brain. Oh. His relationship with Marcus and Sarah. “Uh, it’s okay, Titus. It’s not something a lotta folks know about. It’s cool.”

Titus put a meaty paw on Jacob’s shoulder. “Aw, thanks Jacob.” The malinois got full-body goosebumps as he felt the wolf squeeze his traps and delt. “My wife said there’s all sorts of new, uh, lifestyles and I shoulda been more nice to ya.”

“Titus, you’re always nice to me,” Jacob rumbled. “Thank you. Yer a great wolf and an amazing teacher.” Without thinking, Jacob slapped a paw on Titus’ thigh and kept it there. The wolf’s scent was intoxicating.

Titus smiled back at Jacob. “I’ve been thinking of some other things, too.” His grip on Jacob’s shoulder grew tighter as he looked into his eyes. “Uh. You can say no. It’s cool. I just, uh… wanted to know if you’d, uh…”

Jacob knew exactly what Titus wanted. He could see the crotch of Titus’ overalls tenting with hardening wolfmeat.

Jacob cleared his throat and slid off the bench and onto his knees in front of the seated wolf.

“Yes.”

Titus was breathing heavily as Jacob reached up and undid the other strap of the wolf’s overalls, exposing his chest and stomach. Jacob dug a paw under the denim folds and found what he’d been hoping to touch for a while now - Titus’ throbbing, rock-hard erection. He pulled it out into the air and began licking it hungrily, sliding his tongue over the contours of his knot and shaft. Titus panted as Jacob painted the taut flesh of his meat with slobber.

“Mmmph,” Titus rumbled. “Yer good.”

Jacob smiled as he sucked on Titus’ big wolfmeat, reveling in his amazing, masculine scent. He brought a paw up and petted the wolf’s rounded belly, making him rumble happily. He secretly wondered how Titus’ wife must also enjoy her husband’s gigantic cock. The thought made Jacob’s erection press against the inside of his undies. Growling seductively, he stuck his paw under Titus’ nutsack and, with unexpected effort, pulled them free, too.

The malinois blinked in astonishment.

The wolf’s testicles were massive. They covered his forearm as he fondled the base of the wolf’s penis. No wonder he was able to sire pups.

Titus closed his eyes. “Uhhh. Pup. I’m gonna… uh…”

Jacob stuck his tongue behind Titus’ knot and teased it furiously.

With a quiet howl, Titus came. Jacob eagerly swallowed every drop of the wolf’s salty seed.

Smiling broadly, Titus slid off the bench and put his meaty paws on Jacob’s shoulders. Deftly, the wolf undid both straps and pulled Jacob’s overalls down. Titus got on his knees and inspected the white jockstrap Jacob had chosen to wear that day. The malinois gasped as Titus pulled the front of the jock down, freeing his erection. Titus wasted no time and began sucking on Jacob’s meat, making the dog moan quietly.

Jacob felt his body tense as he approached orgasm. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was.

“I’m gonna…”

He watched Titus smile as he continued to suckle on Jacob’s flesh. The wolf nodded.

Jacob let out a bark as he shot his load into Titus’ maw. He smiled as he watched the wolf greedily swallow Jacob’s cum and clean off his shaft with his massive tongue. Titus then pulled his head back, letting Jacob’s penis bounce in the still air of the room. The wolf stood, wobbling once.

Instinctively, both canines looked around. They were still alone.

Awkwardly, Jacob pulled his jockstrap back up over his retreating erection and started buckling one strap of his overalls. Titus stood and pulled his overalls up, buckling one strap of his overalls. He put a paw on Jacob’s shoulder.

“I really liked that, pup. Thank you.” The wolf smiled slightly, looking embarrassed, awkward and immensely satisfied.

“That was fucking beyond enjoyable, Titus. Thank you. Yer good, too.”

“Thank you, pup. There ain’t nothin’ like another male canine when it comes to that sorta… uh… activity.”

“Fuck yeah. You know it,” Jacob wagged his tail happily.

Titus reached up behind his neck and scratched. “It’s been a while since I did that.”

“You should call up yer buddy soon. You mentioned you gotta friend you mess around with?”

Titus drooped his shoulders and frowned.

“Used to.”

Jacob blinked.

“What happened?”

Titus looked at Jacob. There were wet patches of fur under his eyes.

“He’s… missing. No one knows where he went.”

They both stood there awkwardly.

“When was the last time you saw him?”

Titus sniffed. “A couple weeks ago. He was… uh… is… an electrician. Was on a solo job at the museum.”

“The Museum of Empire History?”

“Yeah,” Titus’s voice was shaking. “The one with all the old stuff. He was supposed to be replacing a junction box in some sub-basement. No one saw him leave that day. His tools and stuff were there, but Sev was, like, gone.”

Jacob immediately thought of Teo, the missing researcher at the museum. There had to be a connection.

The malinois put a paw on the big wolf’s arm.

“He’s not the only one that vanished, Titus. Sarah’s co-worker at the museum is also missing. I have a feeling that wherever Sev is, it’s linked to that place. Sarah, Marcus and I are already doing our own investigation. We’re gonna need as much information as we can get if we’re gonna find these guys.”

“I just want my buck back,” Titus looked like he was about to cry.

Jacob immediately got a chill.

“He’s… a deer?”

Titus nodded sadly.

Jacob instantly felt sick to his stomach. He gripped Titus’ arm tighter.

“We’ll find him.”