Go On, Git!
This is a little something I wrote for Robert Johnson, I was bored, and he happen to suggest it at the time. Warning, contains adult content and homosexuality, do not read if you are not at least an adult, leagaly. Also one other not, Robert would like you to know that he is in no way, some backwoods country fur, strangly, I'm more or less one on occasions.
Go On, Git
The mountain range was perfect. There were serene skies, placid lakes, and a gentle breeze that flows, never letting the leaves settle in one place for too long. Life was good for Robert, the lazy fox thought to himself as he stretched himself out on his backyard porch. The sun was setting, and it looked immaculate on the horizon of the lake as he looked under his sun glasses for his pack of smokes. He flipped one into his muzzle and lit it up as he puffed gently, sighing into the breeze. "Damn I need to quit," he said to himself as he tossed the pack on the table and walked around the side of his house. He walked around, cleaning up his yard from the board of wood he had just finished chopping. He put out the ember and walked back inside, slipping his shades off as he washed his paws in the sink.
Robert yawned as he licked his lips and gave himself a good look in the mirror. His muscles showed a bit through the shirt he wore as he turned and brushed some dead leaves from his bushy fox tail. He dusted off his red fur and yawned again, wandering off to the kitchen as he prepared a quick dinner. He enjoyed his cabin very much, away from all the noise of the city. He had paid pretty penny for this cabin, but it was fortunate the land already belonged to his family. He turned on the television and soon fell asleep watching a rerun.
A soft noise woke up Rob as he looked out at his backyard. Someone was outside, he walked to the patio and opened the door gently looking outside. Everything was dark as the moon above was clouded over. He heard the splashing from the lake, and wandered over in the brush toward the waters. Whoever was there must have heard him because they splashed out and darted off across the creek that flowed into the lake. Robert was worried if someone was trespassing on his land because hunters liked to poach around these parts. He padded back to his home and locked the doors.
The next morning, he went about his chores. About mid day, Robert went back to the lake, and looked around for any trace of the intruder. He found no shell casings and ruled out hunters. He looked around the creek and found a few paw prints. The prints looked similar to his; he wondered was there any other foxes that lived by. He continued to ponder this as he walked back to his home. He stayed up that night and hoped to catch who was coming to his lake. He heard the splashing again, and ran out this time with his flashlight, "Hey you, get out of my lake!" he cried as he raced towards the waters. The trespasser fled once more, just out of range of Rob's light. He growled and looked around; he saw a spot in the mud that seemed to be clear, it was where the uninvited guest stored his things, the fox deduced as he padded back to his house. He didn't know if the intruder would show again, but he had made plans for the third night.
He breathed softly as he waited in the bushes. He left the television on back in his house to create the illusion he was there. He waited for a shadow, or a sound. The night was perfect as the skies were clear, and the moon shone brightly over the lake, illuminating everything. The fox waited, and soon he head the wet footsteps pad through the mud. "Is this person really that stupid," he thought to himself. Soon he heard the waters move, and he snuck closer. Whoever was there had swum out. He snuck out and grabbed their clothes and moved them to a nearby tree. He just sat in behind the tree and waited.
After a moderate wait, he heard shuffling again. By the sounds, his ears could tell that the fur was about his size, and when the fur called out "Hey, where'd my cloths go?" Rob could tell he was male. A grin crossed his muzzle as he heard the fur walk towards him. 'Just a few more steps,' Robert thought to himself as a wicked grin spread across his muzzle. "What the hell? Damn what are they doing here?" Suddenly something snapped, and Robert ran to catch the intruder in his trap.
The black fox yelped as he found something wrap around his feet. He tried to pull his legs up, but they were bound to each other, causing him to fall forward. "Fuck!" he cried out before he caught himself on the ground. Suddenly something hit him in the back of the skull. A sharp pain ran down his spine and through his body like liquid, and everything turned black. Robert quickly bound the trespasser's paws behind his back and picked him up easily back to his house. Dropping his 'guest' off he tied him to a chair and turned on the lights to get a better look at the other fox. What he saw was a sight to behold.
The black fox's fur was pure and soft, blending into the night easily. It was amazing he could see him now with a light on him. His naked body seemed to hold no scars or blemishes. The fur looked so silky and smooth compared to his own rusty orange fur. He couldn't resist reaching out a paw and touching the soft fur. His paw jumped as if they just brushed across some sort of soft fuzzy liquid. His paw sank a good inch and a half into the fuzz before pulling it back out. He withdrew a bit as he saw the fox start to come to. With a low groan, he rolled his head, keeping his eyes shut.
"Well good evening," Robert said as he looked down at the black fox.
"Wh..what, where am I? Who are you?! What the fuck?" the fox shouted as he realized quickly what type of situation he was in as his paws were bound.
"I should be asking you that, you should know better than to trespass."
"What? You mean you own the lake?"
"Yes, this land and everything on it belongs to me,"
"Dude, sorry, listen, I'll just go, and I won't come back, okay?" he said as his paws continued to work at his bindings, gaining no progress.
"What's your name, pup?" he said as he walked a circle around the black fox.
"It's Sen, why?"
"Well I just wanted to know the name of my new toy,"
"What?!"
"My land, my things," he said with a grin as he straddled Sen's lap. The black fox just looked away.
"Whao..d..dude," Sen began to studder.
"Where do you live?" Robert asked him as he watched the cute fox look left and right.
"Umm...I'm actually homeless,"
"What?" Robert said standing up.
"Yeah, been on the streets since I was a kit, I came to this lake because it was the only good place out here to get clean."
"Well then, if you're homeless, tell ya what, you can stay here,"
"Really?" he said in hopes of actually having a place to stay, but was still realistic to the point that he was tied up. Robert walked up to him, and began to undo the ropes on his legs. 'Maybe he isn't some crazy cabin guy,' Sen thought to himself.
"Sure, but of course, there's a price," Robert said with a grin.
"Wha?" the black fox started before Robert quickly pulled him out of the chair and threw him onto his bed, looking at those perfect mounds of flesh as Sen landed on his belly. Robert didn't know what suddenly overcame him but he wanted this fox so bad. Robert pounces and pressed against Sen's back, weighting him down as his legs kicked to stand back up. "Get off me!" he screamed, his struggled ceased as he felt Robert's paw cup his ass and began to squeeze. "W..w..what...are you doing?" Sen said as he felt his cheeks blush deep red.
Robert continued to caress the smooth ass of the black fox. "Oh...I think you know very well what I'm doing."
Sen's blush deepened as he did. He gasped softly as he felt Robs paw slid lower and gripped his sac from behind. The red fox caressed the black fox's orbs, making him wiggles his hips as his arms were still tied behind his back. "S...stop that," the black fox said as he felt the tip of his member begin to peak out of his sheath. His words were caught in his maw when he felt the other fox squeeze firmly before continuing to fondle is sac.
"Oh no, I don't think so," Robert said grinning. He licked his fingers, tasting the subtitle musk of the fox before rubbing gently over his tailhole. The black fox shivered and wiggled his hips as he felt the first finger wiggle its way into him. He panted lightly as the digit began to stroke and caress his insides. A deep blush stained his face as he held his eyes close, feeling the sheets rub against his painfully hard member. "Such a good fox," he said as he saw Sen began to spread his legs. Robert looked down and realized how his own jeans were tented. He smirked and added another digit into the squirming fox as he undid his pants. He kicked off his jeans and boxers unceremoniously as he turned to face the fox's back, sliding his fingers out of the slick hole.
The black fox turned, realizing he could lean back now, but stopped as he felt two paws grip his hips. Robert pressed the tip of his thick foxhood against Sen's hole and watched it pop in and begin to disappear rapidly. The black fox let out a long groan as his back end was filled. With a grunt, the red fox had hilted into the black. He let out a long sigh as he felt his member pulse inside the tight tunnel of the other fox. "Mmm, time to earn yer keep," he said as started to thrust gently. Sen panted hard as he felt the thick cock begin to pump in and out of him. His hole clenched as he felt the fox hilt in each time. His own member leaked into the bed as Robert leaned down, on top of him.
The red fox grunted as he felt the tight hole milk his member. He was panting hard, not having pawed for a while. The woods can get lonely. His eyes closed as he slammed harder and harder into Sen, feeling that wonderful warmth wrapped around his member, his knot began to swell as he reached forward and grabbed the other fox's leaking length. He stroked it firmly, and in time with this thrust, he smiled as he felt Sen's knot had already swollen to near fullness. His own knot had been popping in and out lightly, but was still growing. With a few more good thrust, he popped his own knot into the black fox, and squeezed hard on his partner's bulb. Sen cried out weakly as he felt his cock spurt his seed into the sheets below as Robert tied himself inside. With a small howl, the red fox began to flood Sen with his seed. The torrent filling him quickly as the red fox's heavy sac drained itself into the hole. Every spurt was matched on the outside by Sen's cock as it shot small ropes of cum across his black belly.
Robert soon fell on top of Sen, panting hard as his cock was lodged deep inside the other fox, still spurting. He passed out, still tied to Sen and began to snooze softly. Sen groaned as he felt the fox on top of him shift, pulling at his hole. The black fur dragged himself all the way onto the bed before panting and passing out himself. Robert smiled in his sleep as just got a new roommate.
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So there you have it, just a nice little short story for an awesome furiend. Let me know what you think.