"Can you love what isn't real?" Lonely Werewolf/Ray the Backlasher

[Frisk E. Coyote]

[Hotel Suite]

"Hold on, you should be in the picture too." Said Ray as he stood up and rummaged through his camera equipment, producing a tripod. "Let's set the timer on so it can take a shot of all of us, you included, at the same time, huh?"

[Apartment]

Chrome smiled weakly and nuzzled the dragon's neck. "That's good to know..." He sighed, shutting his eyes as his cock slowly hardened, sliding out of his wolfish sheath. It's glistening, red flesh was naturally lubricated, and there were purplish veins visible just underneath the human shaped sex-sausage. Like Prowl's, it had the texture of a canine's cock, lacking foreskin. "Oh geeze, there it is..." He stroked the base of Ryan's tail, shutting his eyes as he felt the cold air touching his burning cock, which was now hardening to a semi limp 13 inches and growing.