Detour
This guy >> http://www.furaffinity.net/user/lithyin/ bumps into me on a train and takes a not so little detour.
The late afternoon sun slanted through the windows as Lith stepped onto the train. The grey tiger's eyes scanned the car, hoping for an empty seat. It had been a long day and being able to sit down would have been welcome. There wasn't one, which was not unusual. Everyone was getting off of work and this wasn't where the line started so all the seats had been taken - it would only get worse. What was unusual, however, was the form his eyes settled on seated here near the back of the train. 'Wow, a hellhound,' he thought, taking the hound in with a surreptitious glance. 'And a big guy too,' he added, giving the hound's muscular body another look. The hound had seated himself at the window on the bench spanning the back wall of the train. One muscular arm was propped on the window and his head on that. He wore comfortable looking sweatpants and a t-shirt with some symbol on it Lith didn't recognize. The t-shirt fit wonderfully tight to his frame. Glad of where he had gotten on the tiger knew nothing seemed odd about him taking up a place standing nearby the hound, just close enough to keep looking at him without being obvious while the hound stared out the window, seemingly oblivious to the train around him.
Several stops later and the train had filled thoroughly. Packing in shoulder to shoulder the filling train had - naturally and unintentionally - forced Lith into close proximity to the hound he had been ogling earlier. The hound sat, still apparently paying no attention to the train so Lith continued to sneak looks his way. At one particular stop a young dog rushed in just as the doors were working their way closed. Struggling to stop his momentum as he got in the full train he threw his arms reflexively out to catch himself from falling. Unfortunately, the most convenient brace was another person. The impact, while minimal, sent a ripple of remaining momentum through the close packed people, causing them to shift positions. As the ripple pass his way it shifted the person behind Lith. The man's oversized backpack pushed into him just as the train lurched into motion once more. Balance lost he tumbled into the hellhound's lap.
"Sorry" he gasped, blushing as he looked up into the hellhounds face as the hound looked back down at him amused surprise on his face. Clambering to get upright and off the hound he heard a rumbling voice reply. "No problem. It's pretty crowded." A massive paw settled on his side to help stabilize him. The next words he heard from that voice were tinged with a heat that caused his cock to twitch in his gym shorts. "You can stay here if you want, I don't mind." Blushing harder he settled himself on the hellhounds lap without a word. Once properly seated Lith settled his shoulder bag in his lap, knowing that he'd need it to hide what sitting against the hellhounds bulk was doing to his crotch from the rest of the passengers. As the train made its way to the next station Lith was keenly aware of the slight rocking motion of the moving car and the fact that both the bulge under his bag and the much larger one under his backside were growing.
Several stops later and the size of the bulge on which he was sitting had Lith simultaneously thrilled, worried and hard as a rock. Occasionally he felt it twitch under him, always seeming to settle larger than it was before. During a screeching turn he felt a large finger slip the back of his shorts away from his back. "What are you...oh god." Before he could finish his question Lith felt a warm slick length wiggle its way into the back of his shorts to press against his tail hole. The tip was blunt but slick and insistent, forcing its way in easily. The tip wasn't overly large, what worried him was that it felt like it only got thicker. "Oh god~" he gasped again as the length slid in further seemingly of its own accord. It
did indeed only get thicker. He felt more than heard the hellhound chuckle. He felt the hound's hot breath at his ear. "Don't give the game away kitty," he whispered. Glancing at the other passengers he noticed the young woman two seats away was giving him a curious look. He clenched his teeth around any further exclamations as the slowly advancing tip found his prostate, flicking at it several times before it slid past. 'What the hell is this hound's cock?' he thought as the length continued to work its way in. Slowly the hound's cock thrust into him filling him more than he'd thought possible. It made shallow thrusts accompanied by rhythmic ripples that had him twisting in his seat.
It was not long before Lith was utterly lost to the pleasure. Thankfully while the length inside him was massive the pace was slow. So while he was painfully hard, steadily soaking his shorts in pre, and shaking from pleasure overload, he was able to keep mostly quiet. He was close though. Tightening his grip on his bag his mouth hung open on the edge of crying out. His breath froze in his throat as the cock inside of him started grinding forcefully against his prostate. He managed no more than a breathy mew as his cock gave several desperate throbs before filling his shorts with pulse after pulse of his seed. The hellhound's cock still ground around inside of him and he poured that pleasure into his shorts in the largest load of his life. Thankfully the hound's cock slowed to a stop and he slumped back, dazed. His whole body tingled in the aftermath of that orgasm. Lith didn't know how long he lay there unresponsive but the hound's shaft shifting inside of him roused him back to some awareness. The length started to retreat and Lith made a wordless sound of question. Even he was unsure exactly what he meant by it but the hound decided for him. "No kitty, I didn't fill you up yet. If I had you'd be leaking everywhere, all the way back to my place." "Y..your place?" Lith asked, feeling that indeed while he felt wetness behind him it was nothing close to what he would expect from such a creature having actually finished. "Of course," the hound chuckled as the train began slowing again, "seeing as you missed your stop already." Eyes snapping open Lith looked out the window at an unfamiliar area as the train slowed to a stop. A cheerful prerecorded voice came over the loudspeakers, "This is the end of the line. All passengers must exit the train with all their personal belongings." The hound set him down on wobbly legs and, stumbling, he made for the door. Standing on the platform he was keenly aware of the hellhound at his side. A chill wind across his crotch reminded him that his shorts were far from pristine. He moved his bag from where it had naturally settled at his side around in front to hide the wet mess. A large paw settled on his back. "Come kitty. I intend to make a proper mess of you before the night is over." Blushing Lith stepped forward under the gentle guiding weight of the hellhound's paw.
As they made their way down the late evening street - the tiger in front, guided by the hellhound's paw down unfamiliar turns - Lith though about what had just happened on the train and a moment of irritation overcame him. Forcibly he stopped. "We could have gotten caught," he said suddenly, turning to face the hound, "You didn't even ask." In the dimming light the hound raised a brow at him. "Uh huh, and you didn't try to stop me." The hound leaned close, gesturing with his muzzle at a nearby alley entrance and said smugly, "I bet if I pushed you against the wall of this alley and did the same you still wouldn't try and stop me." Lith opened his muzzle to protest, glancing at the alley. He closed it again without a word as the mental image the hound's words made caused his cock to twitch in his soggy shorts. Turning without a word he continued down the street, the hellhound's large paw settling on his lower back again.
Stepping into the hellhound's apartment was an interesting experience in that it was utterly mundane. Typical household furniture in a modern style filled the space. There was a lot of black objects, metal and glass. The place was a bit dirty and felt bachelor. Lith didn't know what he had expected, perhaps things to be generally larger; given how the hound towered over him. As it was everything looked like it would be undersized. And yet the whole space felt cozy. The click of the latch as the door closed sent a ripple of anticipation through the tiger. A large arm settled around him, pulling Lith back against the hound. He was keenly aware of the hound's bulge pressing into his lower back. A thick finger rubbed over his covered cock, which was rapidly hardening again in his damp shorts. "I think you owe me an orgasm kitty." The hound's paw continued to tease his cock. "Ready for a look at what I got for you?" the hound asked, grinding against the tiger. "Yeah, let's see it." Lith replied. "You'll have to take it out then," came the counter reply. The hound used his groping paw to turn Lith to face him. The hound grinned, "Go for it."
Lith lifted his paws to the hellhound's body, running them up under his shirt, over muscular abs. Kneeling he hooked his paws in the elastic waistband of the sweatpants and slid them down to reveal the hound's length. The hounds cock was impressive, to say the least, hanging heavy from his crotch. The shaft was conical in shape, the tip blunted but relatively small in width and a smooth thickening along the length to the base. Lith's eyes widened as more of that length began to slowly slide free of the hound's body. The shaft grew longer and thicker, the whole thing curving up and past his shoulder as the length went from 'large' to 'massive'. Standing he stepped back to get a look at the thing. It pointed from the hound's body in a smooth s curve, the whole length shining slightly. "F..fuck, THAT thing was inside me?" the tiger stammered. The hellhound chuckled, "mm..no." Reaching down to grip his length somewhere between a third and half way down the total length the hound lifted it closer to eye level. "You had about that much in ya kitty." Boggled by its sheer size Lith reflexively reached out and closed his own paw around the point the hellhound indicated. The length between his fingers and the tip was still VERY large, but far more remained on the other side, still even thicker than what he held. "Oh good," he heard the hellhound say, "You're not shy." He gave the hellhound a pointed look before his eyes jerked back to his paw. The hound's cock had begun sliding slowly back and forth between his fingers. "Damn, this thing has a mind of its own," he wondered. "In a way," the hellhound replied, amused. His hips pushed forward slightly as more of the length forced its way between Lith's fingers. "You better give me more than just a paw, kitty." The hound said after a time. Grinning Lith brought his other paw up to wrap it around the shaft as well. Sliding both down along the length he found that his paws could barely touch fingers at the base. "wow," he whispered before sliding them back up. He brought his paws all the way to the tip, fingers catching some of the pre that was now flowing freely from the end. As he slid his paws back down the shaft he leaned in, maneuvering the length to stick the tip in his muzzle. He began to suckle the end, paws stroking the rest of the length. The hound growled in approval, his tip starting to thrust between Lith's lips.
Lith continued to work the shaft, savoring the unique flavor of the hellhounds pre, which pumped abundantly into his maw. The hound brought paws to his shoulders, pulling him forward slightly. Once he was repositioned the hound began rubbing paws across his back and sides, exploring his own fit frame. Long minutes past and his jaw began to grow tired before one of the hound's paws moved to the back of Lith's head. It gripped him firmly, the hound's cock thrusting itself further into his muzzle over the course of several thrusts. The tiger worked to relax his throat before the hound's cock got that far and was able to accept the tip sliding down without gagging. Thankfully not much more than the tip
went down, the hound's cock stopping its advance. Instead the length continued thrusting into his muzzle, the end curving down his throat each time. "Hope you're thirsty kitty..." the hound growled. Lith had only a brief moment to take that in before the hound's cock thrust into his throat and stayed there. The whole length throbbed twice, then what felt like a huge blast of cum shot into Lith's throat. Swallowing desperately Lith's throat was rapidly flooded with a second and third massive blast. He gulped as fast as he could but the fifth chased too quickly after the fourth blast and he gagged. The hounds tip slid out of his muzzle, filling it with most of a sixth blast before showering his face and chest with more as he coughed and tried to catch his breath. Panting lightly the hound watch Lith, rubbing his head slowly as the tiger recovered.
Finally straightening Lith met the hellhounds gaze. Licking his lips, he tasted the hellhound's seed on him, his nose full of the hound's musk. "Well," he said, bringing a paw to rub at his jaw, "that was impressive." "A good start at least," the hellhound replied stepping close. Gesturing with his muzzle he said, "bedroom's this way." The hound stepped around Lith heading towards a door which he assumed must be the bedroom. Wiping his face with a paw Lith stared after the hound in disbelief. His stomach was full of what was the biggest load he'd seen from a guy in his life - and a large amount was also spread over his face and soaking into his shirt. That was a 'start'? His cock jumped in his shorts. Thoroughly aroused Lith headed for the open bedroom door and the hound within.
Stepping into the room Lith was presented with quite the enticing sight. The hellhound had settled himself into a large, comfortable looking bean bag chair. The late evening light shown through the window, highlighting his body. His huge cock lay arched across his stomach, still wet and shining in the light. The hound watched him enter. One paw rested on the hound's thigh, near the base of that huge shaft. A finger of that paw lifted and beckoned to Lith. "Come here kitty." Shuddering with the anticipation that those words caused to run through him Lith made his way quickly over to where the hellhound sat. Standing in front of the seat Lith watched the hound look him over. "Time to lose those clothes kitty." The hound reached forward and hooked the waistband of his shorts with a finger, starting to tug them down. Lith placed a restraining paw over the hound's to stop his efforts. "I can do that," he said to the hounds enquiring glance. Grinning the hound leaned back in the chair, watching as Lith hooked fingers into his own shorts and started to slide them down teasingly slow. Turning as he did so Lith flicked his tail across the hound's inner thigh, the tip tickling up near his crotch. The tiny pleased growl he heard made Lith grin as he slid his shorts down to his feet, bending over in front of the hound, tail flicking. Shorts on the floor, the tiger straightened and began removing his shirt, turning the rest of the way to face the hound again. His hard cock bobbed in the air, glistening with the remnants of his last load, as he tugged his shirt off and dropped it to the floor.
Once he did the hound reached for him again, paw settling on his waist. The paw tugged him forward, and he let it. With a little thump he landed on the hound's stomach, cocks sandwiched between them. The hound's cock writhed between them once and the hound asked, "Ready for this thing, kitty?" Lith shifted, settling himself more comfortably on the hound. "Whenever you are puppy." The hellhound chuckled, "You sure you want to try calling me that?" Lith gave the hound a look of mock consideration before he nodded, "I'm sure." "As long as you're sure kitty," the hound replied, settling both paws on his ass. Arms flexing the hound slid the tiger up his body slightly. Lith felt the hound's shaft squirm out from between them. Once free the length arched against his crack, rubbing back and forth between the
cheeks until the tip settled against his tail hole. The tip pushed against his hole, sliding in after a moment and drawing a tiny gasp from him. After that the shaft was still. Raising an eyebrow at the hound Lith asked, "You going to use that thing puppy?" Chuckling the hound startled working his shaft further in without a word. Still loosened from the train ride, Lith's hole accepted the length with relative ease - at first. He moan as the length continued to push into him, feeling very full and a bit stretched by the time the shaft had worked it's way in to the previous point. He knew it was this point because the hound muttered in his ear, "that's as far as you've made it before, kitty." The hound's cock wiggled inside him teasingly, drawing a gasp from him as it ground against his prostate. Between them the tigers throbbing cock oozed pre into the hound's belly fur. His gasp was swiftly followed by a groan as the hellhound's cock started making small thrusts into him, going a little deeper each time. The persistently thicker shaft stretched his hole a little more each time. The tiger bit his lip, leaning his head against the hound's shoulder as the massive cock filled him fuller than he'd know possible. His desperate erection continued to throb between them, pouring pre onto the hound's belly.
An indeterminate amount of time later Lith heard the words whispered, "It's all the way in kitty. Good job." Lost in the tingling full-body sensory overload that was the hound's whole shaft moving inside of him, it took Lith a long moment to even comprehend the words. His answer was a wordless cry as the hound slid a large among of the length out of and back into him. He clutched at the hellhound as the hound did it again...and again. Lith began making odd growly mew as the hound worked his hole, eyes unfocused. His cries slowly grew in volume until the sheer magnitude of his mounting orgasm froze his breath in his throat. Body tensing he gave three rapid desperate huffs. Mashed between their bodies Lith's cock tensed, almost painfully hard. Lith held his breath. An anticipatory eternity later his cock seemed to tense further, his first shot of cum burbling from the tip in a toe-curling flow. The next blast rocketed from his cock, trailing close on the end of the first. Lith bit down on the hound's muscular shoulder grunting and his cock filled the space between them with a sticky load. He dimly heard the hound grunt. Then the hellhound's paws tightened on him. For the first time since they'd met the hound's hips lifted in powerful thrusts into him. No more than a handful of thrusts later the mass of dog meat inside of him gave a near violent jerk. A torrent of wet warmth flooded his hole an instant later. The next blast struggled to find space in his already over full hole. A couple blasts later though and with an odd rushing sensation the pressure shifted and settled. Panting into the hound's shoulder his cock gave up a final tiny amount of seed, coaxed out by the hound's own load. Panting, he slumped on the hound utterly exhausted, his whole body tingling faintly.
Some time later Lith stirred on the hound weakly. "With me again kitty?" the hound asked in a contented rumble. Lith turned his head to look at the hound. "I..ohhh~" Lith's words cut off with a groan as the hound's cock slowly slid from his abused hole. He felt the warm wetness of the hound's load follow the length from his hole. It left him feeling both empty and strangely full. Using arms that felt to weak to be his own Lith tried to raise himself on the hound's body. A strong paw on his shoulder assisted and he looked between them at the sticky mess of their stomachs. His gut was bulging ever so slightly. "What?..." he asked. The hound chuckled beneath him. It'll go back down as the rest of my load works it's way out. The tiger stared at his bulging belly for a silent moment before he replied with a simple "Oh." Settling himself back down on the hellhound he began purring quietly, basking in the pleasant waves of afterglow.
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