FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Chapter 34.1: Release Tension

Sol gently released his grip from his shoulders and tried to find a way to ask him to sit down on the couch but felt a pair of hands gripping his cheeks and his lips were pressed with Robin's. It took him by surprise with his yellow eyes widening to boggle and tail standing up in exclamation. Robin let go of the kiss as he huffed out of frustration.

Sol didn't blink and saw the whole thing before him. "What was that?"

"To shut you up and distract you!" Robin said.

"Distract you?" Sol knew he was lying as he placed his fists on his waist. "Then how come you're not running--"

Another kiss was planted on the leopard, this time more forward with a tongue inserted inside Sol's mouth. This time Sol held Robin to separate him from kissing him further.

"The hell is wrong with you? What the hell are you thinking?"

Robin's anger came back and said, "You know what I'm thinking? That you're the biggest asshole I've ever met! You're nothing like what people said you were in the soccer club! You're a sick-minded promiscuous slut who nearly slept with the whole campus! And-and... and..."

"Yeah, yeah, you fucking hate me, and at the same time you fucking love to hate me, am I right?"

"Yes!" Robin shouted and darted another kiss at the leopard. This time his tongue explored his mouth and his hands rubbed vigorously around Sol's back, almost scratching the fabric of the black, tight-fit, t-shirt with his nail claws.

Sol gave up whatever this conflicted, confused raccoon was thinking and let him do whatever he desired. He embraced him with his arms so Robin would not stand back this time and went all the way tonight. This was the stupidest thing they had ever done. They kept making out while standing in the middle of the room and things started to get wild.

Robin gave in vigorously and leaped his legs on Sol's waist, wrapping them as Sol instinctively grasped his butt for support, but this made Sol stumble back and slammed hard against the study desk as he let out a small groan through the kiss. The essentials from books to homework and materials were knocked off by the wagging long tail and some had fallen off on either side of the desk. Including a bottle of water, cap closed, that rolled off from the table. Sol didn't mind and kept kissing his foe.

Sol quickly regained his strength and balance and kept holding Robin and blindingly made for the bed but hit and almost fell off balance by the coffee table, broke one of the legs and toppled, and veered off course and crashed his back onto the drawer. Sol muffled a groan as the stuff that was decked on top of it was knocked off from family pictures to medals making sounds as it toppled off onto the floor. Despite all of this, Sol wasn't bothered and kept roaming Robin's maw passionately.

Sol tried again and moved to his intended destination but felt like Robin was leading him to keep crashing his whole dorm room like a wild party after a victorious game of football. This time was the wall and stuck there pressing their bodies closer.

The heat that was emerging between them raged from all the pent-up tension and wanted to vent it out from their systems. It was now too hot to handle it, their clothes were giving them the wooziness.

Sol lost the grip on holding Robin, but the raccoon quickly regained his footing and split away from the kiss, taking off both his gray flannel shirt and the white undershirt intensely out of the heat and went back to mouthing the stupid, horny leopard. Sol had to admit he was a strong guy for his small physique, but he could pack a punch. Robin grabbed the bottom hem of his black shirt and lifted it up, Sol did the same but grabbed it by the back of the collar and together pulled it off, ignoring the tearing sounds of the shirt ripping. Robin took in a good glance at Sol's rocking body before he hopped back in and reunited with Sol's hot lips. He could touch and smell him all he could desire.

While making out, Sol swiftly unbuckle Robin's pants, doing so, his arms shook and flexed hastily. Robin aggressively placed his black hands on Sol's shoulders and then to his biceps and pressed. The tightening and squeezing made Sol counteract the pressure by flexing his biceps and triceps and that was exactly what Robin wanted him to do. They were strong and firmed like stones and sexually appealing. Robin's hands moved to his chest to grope them the same treatment, Sol naturally counteracted and flexed his pectorals either simultaneously or by bouncing them one at a time left and right. Sol ignored the hungry fondling hands and successfully opened Robin's pants, breaking the kiss, and pulled them down with the underwear.

Robin had a raging boner, and he went to unbuckle Sol's pants in return with hunger as he took off his own shoes and tossed his pants away from his feet. Robin kneeled at the same time he pulled down his pants and underwear to see Sol's bouncing erected cock. Sol had no time to stop him but let him get a taste of his member, even if it wasn't any longer on Robin's bucket list.

Sol, still half-pressed on the wall, received Robin's warmed mouth. He didn't take the whole length but showed his efforts of giving head.

He leaned his head back on the wall. "Oh, shit..." he huffed. "Oh fuck..." he placed both hands on the back of his nape and looked down at Robin, huffing.

Robin's erratic hands snaked back up on Sol's slow thrusting thighs and quickly slid them up onto his furry, spotted buttocks, groping them in a frenzy, and climbed up to his toned six-pack stomach before meeting back to his thick pecs for some tight-gripping kneading. Sol erotically resisted his teases, moaning, and huffing, kissing his own bicep as he felt his buttons being played. Robin was good at it, and so was his tongue.

Sol decided it was enough, it all lasted an eternal thirty seconds to stop Robin from going further and pulled him up close to taste Robin's lips which tasted and smelled his cock in them. With a quick air brake, Sol saw a lust-struck face from Robin as he begged for more without speaking. He resumed the hot passion against the wall and ground his hips with Robin's, both hot cocks rubbing together for stimulation.

Sol tried one more time to take Robin to the bed, but all priorities were thrown out to the window, and realized he was still wearing his pants on his ankles and clumsily stopped at the desk. Sol laid Robin there and leaned down to give him the return. It seemed that Robin had nothing against it and held the leopard closed to him with all four limbs wrapping him as he hornily humped his hips on Sol's penis.

Sol unwrapped his arms around his neck and trailed down his lips through the raccoon's small build. He heard Robin's sensible pleasuring voice as he teased his nipple with his tongue for a second and then the other and plunged through his sensitive belly with one long trail with his tongue. Robin squirmed until he finally gasped at the warmed mouth of Sol blowing his penis. He took the whole length without choking like a champion, burying his nose in his pubes, and smelling it. Robin pleasurably screamed at the professional techniques of Sol's tongue as if he didn't know his own genital could feel like that if touched.

Sol plopped his mouth out from Robin's penis, it throbbed energetically satisfied without climaxing. He left without a word as he took off his pants on his ankles for a moment and ran to the nightstand to pick up a bottle of lube and a condom. Robin let out a moaning sigh after being blended by his tongue and rested his head down until Sol came back peeling a condom packet with his teeth and rolling the blue transparent rubber through the whole length of his dick. He picked the bottle of lube that was placed between Robin's crotch and applied it on his hand and then on Robin's pink-puckered anus.

Robin squirmed and writhed by his aggressive fingering and waited to receive Sol's penis inside him his anus. Sol shoved it, hearing Robin shouting and whining, "YES!" He pulled back and brought another shove to open up further inside him. Robin trembled and fought the heavy sensation until it was all inside of him satisfyingly and could feel his g-spot screaming by the contact.

Sol thrust his hips; his cock was burning from the stimulation of the tight rectum. It was too good to stop and pounded more onto Robin which he didn't mind one bit and felt he was on cloud nine. Sol saw him smiling in pleasure with tongue lolled out as he made animalistic noises on each thrust he penetrated. Their bodies were sweating but nothing was tiring them out and continued to fuck. Robin was enjoying the view, Sol's sweaty, undulating muscled body plowing his ass like a god towering him over. Sol looked at him in the eye like a hungry predator as every thrust increased.

Sol quickly stopped and picked up Robin from the desk, walked a few steps, and crashed onto the wall but kept fucking him while standing. Robin kissed him as he moaned every pressure he felt inside his g-spot. Sol slowly lost his strength and slid his back against the wall and landed his butt on the floor but kept thrusting his strong hips, but Robin also took the initiative to ride on him.

The leopard and the raccoon shared their lust by moaning and huffing labored breaths together as they pleasured each other. Like they could do this forever and never get tired of it, but all the good things came to an end. Sol regained a bit of strength and kissed further Robin's maw and leaned down to have him below him and plowed him back again some more. He was about climax soon but did not say a thing and closed his eyes and let Robin's tight bottom do all the work.

Without warning, Robin got a bit of strength that was left in him, Sol felt flipped over onto his back, and he was now facing a riding Robin on top of him, not minding who was going to dominate this fucking session. They would all feel good in the end.

Sol grabbed Robin's hips, thrusting inside him while Robin rode his cock like a rocket launcher. He grabbed both of Sol's heaving sweaty pectorals for support and pleasuring worship as he kneaded them intensely in messy circles and squeezes. Sol counteracted the uncomfortable pressure and flexed his pecs for his pleasure. He gritted his teeth and noticed Robin's incoming climax and the build-up pressure inside; he was going to come first. Sol was about to come too, so he gave him the most powerful thrust he could muster.

Robin's lusting moans increased into a high-octave and stroked his penis to the limit. Sol watched as he thrust deeper, seeing Robin tensing up, releasing his load in the air as he moaned loudly on each spurt, but Sol suddenly closed his eyes before he could see more and arced his back and head against the floor, and shouted at the sudden strangle of Robin's rectum on his cock. "FUCK!" he roared.

His strong body trembled and spasmed his hips as he ejaculated inside Robin with the condom on. He roared one more time, his body tensing still as if making another false move his now sensible cock would over-stimulate him in pure pleasure as he filled the rubber with his hot semen shooting inside. He huffed as all his bliss steadily ceased and softly exclaimed, "Fuck..."

Robin collapsed and laid on top of Sol exhaustively. Both enjoyed their afterglow as they breathe for recovery. They both felt getting disconnected but felt sexually relieved. Robin relished Sol's manly breathings while lying his head on his chest and hearing his pounding heart. He propped himself up a little bit to meet Sol's euphoric face and kissed him one more time.

They had no words to describe this and let themselves enjoy it while it lasted. Sol was drained but that didn't stop Robin to explore one more time with the leopard. Sol felt Robin's hands caressing his formed body and lips kissing his chest. All Sol could do was lay there and feel the ticklish lips and hands roaming about, moaning lightly at his erogenous zones. While not minding his semen splattered on Sol's muscular torso, Robin slowly licked and sucked his right nipple while the other rubbed with his fingers. He dug his muzzle between the pectorals while kneading them softly this time while occasionally circling both nipples, smelling his sweat and cum up closer. He moved down to the abdominals where most of his cum was spilled like little ponds on the crevasses of his six-pack and licked them up and kissed on each bump of muscle.

He trail-kissed back up and saw that Sol had his arms folded behind his head, half-flexing his biceps. He leaned on one of his smelly armpits and sniffed his sport-odor deodorant spray mixed with sweaty musk. He licked up to his toned bicep, kissing and licking and getting a good feel of his triceps.

Sol sighed patiently. "Are you done?" He finally said.

Robin gave him one more kiss on the lips. "Yeah, I'm done..." He rolled onto his back on the floor and stared at the ceiling.

Sol pulled off his cum-filled condom and tied it up into a knot. He curiously looked at it, he made a healthy good load of a teaspoon and threw it into a small trash can. Sol relaxed on the floor comfortably.

The room was a mess, their clothes were scattered everywhere as if it snowed. One of the coffee table's legs broke off and laid awkwardly inclined on the floor with three legs left. The drawer and desk were knocked off multiple times and it spilled the essentials onto the floor, from school materials to books and from sundries to medals. These two rocked the dorm like a typical Hollywood action film with ridiculous semi-explicit sex scenes.

Wearing nothing on their bodies, Sol laid on the floor extremely, sexually satisfied by the afterglow he was feeling. Next to him was Robin with the same treatment. They were staring at the ceiling as they recovered their breaths.