Roommates 13: Change is...
#15 of Roommates
Author's Note: Another chapter of Roommates, before the month is out, at that! I've kinda been wanting to do that, so here you guys go. Also, please, please, please, PLEASE comment and vote! Comments are always appreciated, and some even shape the next chapter! As for this one, I was debating on just continuing writing it, with the beginning of the next chapter, hell, the entirety of next chapter being part of this one. Anyway, here is the usually plug for my FA site (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/pyrostinger/), and my mailing list (send an e-mail to [email protected] expressing a desire to get on). Reminder that folks on FA get a special teaser, and folks on my mailing list get another one! Anyways, enjoy folks, and see you laterness. Legality: If you're under 18/21, don't read this. Just... don't. Go back to google or something, cuz you wandered into a strange corner of the web. Parents, watch your damn kids! On with the show! Roommates 13: Change is... Sem
- * The water came out about lukewarm at first, steam gradually building at the heat increased. I was looking for a good hot shower to wash away the sweat from exertion, as well as the scent of sex from my body. Stepping under it, I just let myself enjoy the water, softly squeezing some of the liquid soap into my paw, then scrubbing it into my rank fur. I winced a bit, some of my joints still hurting a bit from the wrestling as I moved into certain bodily positions, most of them I was able to just bull through. Whoa, whoa, wait, I smelled like yiff. I still did, as a quick sniff to my arm confirmed. And yet... I was so casual about this. I actually had to search within myself to find the desire to scrub that scent off my body until my fur fell out, but it had faded in strength. I almost didn't have it anymore. This gave me a bit of a pause, and I just sorta... had to think. I've changed... seriously changed. Or I just got used to being oogled. Hell, maybe Croy's right. I am some sort of attractive... And... they did sorta... linger. All those stares... it wasn't completely because of my scent. Right? And Kiyara... Kiyara... and Morti... two girls in one night. My friends back home would be extremely jealous of me. I mean... jeez. As I took stock of what had happened to me, I noticed that... well... the whole... sensory deprivation... and... the moans... and the feelings of just about, well... everything that had happened last night got me... hot. Almost without my noticing, I had begun to paw myself off a little... since it was there, and all. And Croy was back in the room, and... I was trying to get yiff scent out of my fur, but I'm practically done... and why am I trying to rationalize my hormones? I heaved a sigh and leaned back against the small stall, trying to stop myself from purring too loudly. I closed my eyes, letting images, then scents (oh, gods, the scents!) of last night burn through my mind. All the while, I blushed. At least I wasn't so far gone from myself that I couldn't feel embarrassment from pawing in a public shower stall. At the same time, I didn't want to stop. Holy shit, there was a shot of adrenaline shooting through my body as I thought about it. I was pawing in a public shower stall. Yes, all the showers were individual and had curtains for modesty, but still. Gods, it felt so good. I had my paw wrapped around my member, the water battering it lightly. Giving it a squeeze, a braced my footpaw against the far wall, thrusting into it a little, unable to stop myself from purring a little louder. I curled my tail around my leg so that it wouldn't squirm all over the place, and it and me feeling a little crazy. Another squeeze, and I was getting close. Exhaling heavily, my paw moved faster up and down my shaft, paw sliding down as I leaned heavily against the - oh-my-gods-what-the-hell-was-that? All thoughts of getting off forgotten, I turned in the water to look at the wall. I swear that I felt... something from that wall on the small of my back. But that's insane... My eyes bulged as I saw a tongue flick out from a hole in the wall that I didn't notice before. It waggled, then retreated, turning into a voice. "Mm... come back, kitty... stick your dick right here, I wanna taste you." I thought the voice was male. I knew the voice was freaked me out. I did not stick around to find out. Once again, I was thankful for my dark fur, so I wouldn't have to deal with any questions as to why I was feeling embarrassed. I was blushing really hot, though, as I slid into the dorm room in only a towel. Croy took one look at me, coming out of his room, and walked right past me with his towel and soap. I forgot mine in my haste. "Croy, I left my soap and stuff in the stall, could you get those? It's in the stall farthest from the door!" He waved a paw in assent and kept walking down the hall. Well, that was rude. What did he have to go and do that for? Well... okay, maybe I'm just a little jumpy. I mean, he didn't really touch me or push me or anything, he was just in a hurry. Besides, he seemed to go out of his way to not touch me or anything. Yeah... he was probably just in a hurry. I have to figure out some way to turn off my brain or something. What was that smell? Croy
- * I think some part of me actually hates Sem a little bit now. Or dislikes him a lot. I mean... I know I'm a touch musky from pawing twice in succession, but then he has to come back from the shower looking disheveled, dripping, and with his towel half-covering his hips and being clutched into place by his paw right around his crotch area. That's just mean! I swear that my libido spiked just about there, despite my very recent two rounds, and I almost popped one I couldn't explain. I ran out, Sem yelled something about getting his soap and I just waved a paw. Entering the bathroom, I went into the stall where Sem was. I'm embarrassed to admit this, but yes, I did take a moment to inhale the scent that was still prevalent around there. By the way, wet cat isn't the best smell in the world... but when you have a serious crush on somebody, it can be. Turning the water on again, I sorta flopped against the wall and let myself lie there, the water falling on my chest, and tried to think about nothing. Really. I needed to calm down... because I knew I'd be around Sem for a while, helping him st -- nngghyo! What the fuck...? I moved away from the wall really quick, because I felt something on the small of my back, just above or maybe even on my tail. As I looked hard at the wall, looking for whatever it was - hol' up. Wasn't there a glory hole around here? "Mm... hey, wuffy, could you turn around? I want to get a taste of a very special place," said a creepy voice. Yeah, that's Dail... Dail kinda... defines creepy. He's a tall, weird-lookin' otter who has rings around his eyes from who-knows-what, possibly because he constantly looks half-starved. His roommate's told me that he stays up all hours of the night, sometimes just staring at the wall, other times going off and disappearing for a while. He's the one that put in the glory hole here, and he stays on the other end of it for hours sometimes, sucking every cock he can come into contact with. I think I asked him about that once, and he says that he wants to fill a quota or something... like he has to have a certain amount of cocks sucked or... somethin', I dunno. He throws some of the most killer parties ever. Somehow, he has an in with just about every single one of the frat houses without being a member of any of them, and they let him throw these crazy parties, the type that legends are heard of. You know, the ones everybody talks about the day after, full of "where you there when" or "you had to be there" kinda stories. Hell, I've been a part of a few of them... which is part of my popularity. That, and I'm a pretty nice guy, if I say so myself. That, and I could probably nab just about anybody in a party I wanted to... well, maybe, anyway. I'm getting off subject, heh. Anyway, back to Otter McCreepy-pants. "Yo, Dail... you know it's really jarring when you go and lick somebody's tail like that, right?" There was a moment of silence, then: "So... I don't get to suck on you, Croy?" I gave a bark of laughter, then thought about it... I did have a bit of sexual tension... "Mm... yeah, just a sec." I was getting hard a little bit, because as creepy as he is, that otter has a fantastic muzzle. I mean, it's downright godly. I don't know where he learned it, but he does things with his teeth and tongue that seem to get you right on the edge and keep you there for as long as he wants to. It's an awesome, torturous experience, and when he's done with you, you always blow a big wad for him, which I'm pretty sure is what he wants. "Oh... now there's what I like to see..." said Dail suddenly. I looked down a bit at my hard-on... and, smirking a bit, fed it through the hole. The water peppered my back as I leaned against the wall, feeling those first cautious licks around my member that Dail always seemed to start with. His tongue slipped around my tip, and then I felt his breath over it, making me shiver a bit. Again he licked, this time from as far down of the shaft as he could go, then up. "Somebody's been pawing recently... I can taste paw on here." His tongue tickled the underside of my dick before gliding up as his mouth closed around my tip. "What, uh, what does paw taste like?" I asked, curious despite the muzzle job. Dail's teeth slipped just behind my tip as he sucked hard, enveloping it in suction, before he pulled it off, giving my tip a lick. "Mm, doesn't taste like cock... and I know what cock tastes like." Before I could go on further, he pressed his teeth a little into my shaft. "Mm... no more questions, Croy." I shut up, giving a bit of a sigh as he engulfed me in his mouth, pressing his lips over as far as he could go down on my shaft that the hole would allow. Slowly, he slurped off my member, sucking hard as he came off, blowing a quick shot of cool air over me. Quietly, I moaned out, letting my head move backward into the water, ears falling back. I wish I could see him... Of course, it hasn't been the first time I've gotten sucked off by him, and he really works it when he's between your legs. Watching him is half the show. On the other paw, there's the sheer difference in rooms, with him being in a somewhat drafty, musty janitor's closet, and me having a hot shower patter down my back-- I realized that I'd been grinding my hips into the hole. What drew my attention to this was the fact that my knot was in the way. Dail chuckled, and I felt the fur of his muzzle against the underside of my shaft. "Oh... knotting up already, Croy? What's got you so tense?" I grunted a little bit, paws curling into fists against the wall, his tongue sliding slowly from the wall along the side of my cum channel. "Frustration," I said. "Lots of frustration." "Prolly the same thing that drove you to paw, huh?" "Uh-huh... oh, shit that feels good..." His teeth brushed against the underside of me, taking shallow nips of it. I quivered again, feeling really, really close. "Let me relieve some of that for you..." the otter said, breathy, his mouth slowly closing over my dick again, then bobbing quickly on it. I felt his muzzle suck hard on me, his tongue flicking out to catch a bit more of me, and I clenched my fists tighter, my nails digging into my palms a little. Then... just like that, the warmth was gone. Fuck... he was toying with me now. Gods... I know I was dripping, and I know I couldn't do a damn thing to get him to finish me. The otter's tongue dragged up the underside of my cock a ways, then he blew on it. Again he dragged it upward further, blowing on that. I squeezed my eyes tightly, baring my teeth as I managed to prevent myself from making any noise. At least, not any loud noise. There were still a few grunts that echoed around. But still, it would be better not to let it on that I was getting a glory hole - ah... fuck! Oh... shit, that's good... mother fucking hell... He had tilted his head to the side and was bobbing on me like that, my cock marinating in his muzzle's heat. Then, I felt him suck me hard, and I could imagine his cheeks hollowing out as he did so, and I could only claw at the door, uttering aborted grunts and moans, that damn tongue rubbing at my tip... ugh, so close...! The tongue drew itself up each side of my throbbing shaft, and I closed my eyes tightly, baring my teeth in order to avoid making a sound. This time, however, he was merciful. Pressing his lips tightly around me, Dail sucked hard on me, bobbing quickly, and the first shot of a fevered orgasm splashed onto his tongue. I let out a long, shuddering sigh, my body a mass of twitches as I spurted into the warmth of the otter's muzzle. With a murr of content that vibrated onto my increasingly sensitive dick, Dail pulled off me, giving my tip a lick. "Mmm... mmm, yes... tasty, tasty wolf. Mmhm... lovely spunk..." As Dail continued to wax poetic about the taste of my cum, I withdrew myself from the hole, turning and leaning heavily against the wall. I knew exactly who was behind the wall... yet, for a brief moment in the height of my orgasm, I found that I really wanted the tongue who had licked me to be rougher. And now I had to face Sem after that... jeez. Again, I sighed, coming down from my orgasmic high. I jumped, feeling another lick on my tail. "Hey, Croy," came Dail's gravelly voice. "Yeah?" "Throwin' a party next week... you in?" "Where at?" "Theta Beta Epsilon is lettin' me throw a party at their house on Thursday. It ain't gonna be like that lame ass excuse of a party over the weekend." "Yanno, I went to that one. It was pretty good." "Fuck that. You can't have a party without alcohol, is what I always say. Makes things more interesting, less of those pesky inhibitions." I could almost see him smirk, the sketchy bastard. "Yeah, sure, I'll be there. Could probably use a night to just relax, don't have many classes on Friday." "Good, good... oh, yeah, and bring people, mm? Go out and spread the word... it's at 9:30 and the party ends when everybody's too tired for it to go on," he drawled. I nodded a bit, turning off the water. "Sounds good. See ya, and thanks." "Mm... just don't let that be the last time I taste your wuffcock and cum..." Smirking a bit, I shook myself, dried myself a little bit, then walked back to the dorm room, confident I could at least get in a few cheap nuzzles or gropes while studying with Sem before I'd have to go relieve myself again... It's all a matter of endurance, you see. Sem
- * Croy had been gone for a while. I mean... a long while. I had no idea he took such long showers. Then again, I'd never really bothered to pay attention before now. I guess I was noticing a lot of stuff about, well, myself and others recently. I'd been buried in my studies for a while... But here's something, though. I was bored. It seemed rude to start to study without Croy, since that was the entire point. So... I guess I kinda just twiddled my thumbs a bit. Sorta made me wish I had something to occupy my time. Well... there was something... Then again, I had no idea how long Croy took for showers. Doing... what I was thinking of doing would probably be ill-advised. In the extreme. I mean, yeah, he caught me so long ago going at it with myself, but it was behind closed doors, so to speak. Closed doors that he opened. Regardless, I don't think I'd be entirely comfortable with having Croy bust in on me pawing again. So why is my paw down my pants? Before I got too far, I heard Croy come in and quickly took out my paw. After he got dressed and gave me my cleaning stuff, we actually got to studying, after so much stuff. To be honest, though, it really wasn't all that special. He taught me some stuff about what a professor would usually put on a test, and showed me that it was probably better to highlight stuff in a book rather than take notes, but I stuck with my note taking. We quizzed each other, and on occasion he gave me that silly little lick thing when I got something right. His tongue felt funny on my nose. Like... kinda ticklish. The only other real significant that happened was that Croy kinda stayed close, almost uncomfortably so, and we lost track of time. That was pretty much it. After it was over, he decided to go out for the evening, going to make some calls to see who was doing what, I guess. I just went to my room and thought, again, about how much I had changed. And so fast. I ended up calling my parents. "So long as you keep your grades up and stay outta trouble, I don't care what you do," said my father, predictably. "Well, you're bound to have some new experiences and change a little bit, Semmy," my mother said. "Besides, you've got a good head on your shoulders, so just trust your judgment and you'll be fine! Oh, and your father says he loves you." "Thanks, Mom." "No problem. I love you, and keep up the good work!" Click. With a sigh, I dropped myself and my phone onto my bed, and stared at the ceiling for a while. So what if I was changing? I don't think I was changing for the worse... so it must be a good thing. Besides, college is full of new experiences that are meant to be... well, experienced. And if I don't experience them, then... what am I doing? What am I doing? What did I want to do? I sat there for a full minute, thinking about that last one. And then a minute more. Completely alone, I started flushing, biting my lower lip. After that, I picked up my phone. "Sem! Well, this is a pleasant surprise," said Kiyara. I heard some giggling in the bathroom, which made my blush fiercer. "I didn't expect to hear from you so soon. What's going on, hunny?" "Um... well, I just wanted to ask you if-- is that Morticunata in the background?" "Yeah, it is." I sensed an eye-roll. "Trust me, I've been trying to tell her to stop giggling ever since she heard me say it was you. She was all going on about how you were so cute and all." "...Oh. R-right, um... anyway..." "Yes, anyway... And Morti, stop laughing!" I heard some whumping noises, like a pillow hitting something. "Jeeze... Hold on, Sem." There was the sound of the phone being put down, then more of the pillow hitting what I would assume to be Morti's body, especially since I heard her say (I think), "Ow! You hit my titty!" There was more scuffling, then... I think I heard somebody say something else about a titty. Somebody messed around with the phone, and there were footsteps and a door closing. "Sorry about that, baby," said Kiyara, coming back again. "Now what did you want to talk to me about?" "Um... yeah, uh... are you doing anything tomorrow? You know... Tuesday?" "Nope. Not doing anything tomorrow or Tuesday. But if you'd like to come over, that would be nice." "Uh, well, yeah, that's what I wanted to ask you..." "Sem, I want you to know that you almost didn't need to ask. I would be happy to spend time with you any day. I'd ask you to come over tonight, but... I think a day apart won't kill us. Oh, and Sem?" "Yeah, Kiyara?" "Don't paw tonight." Croy
- * Sarah gave a loud moan as I pushed into her tailhole, the smell of her juices dripping down her legs driving me wild. She gripped the headboard, her head down, body trembling as she was rocked forward by my thrust, my cock buried about halfway into her hot body. Those squeaking, airy moans of hers, combined with her flushed, embarrassed face at the realization of her own arousal, turned me on even more, and slowly I withdrew, pressing in more of my fevered wolfrod into her depths. By the time I had hilted myself in her ass, I was already knotted up. She felt it, giving a small hiss of pleasure, her shivering body pressing back against it. We were on round... you know, I honestly forgot. Even though I had pawed twice, then got some oral from Dail, being with Sem during that little study session just... I just didn't go down. Part of it was me teasing myself by teasing him and getting away with it, the other part was the panther himself. After Sem called it a night after the four or so hours that we'd been studying, I was just... I couldn't stay in there, because I know that if I did, I would do something that I would regret, like showing up at Sem's door, completely naked and demanding that he take me. So I went to Sarah. She wasn't male, obviously, she wasn't even a panther, but she was an excellent tool for draining my balls dry, and I wasn't going to leave with anything less than that. Slipping my paw in under her, I gathered her juices up from between her legs, giving her little grinds into her ass, starting to stretch it open again. As this had not been the first time I'd been in her back door tonight, she was rapidly consuming my knot, so I kept a little away from her, but grinding hard into her backside. With my paw now dripping with her juices, I nuzzled her head up, brushing some of it on her nose. Sarah opened her muzzle, tongue slipping out to catch those juices, then held her mouth ajar as I dangled my fingers, letting her essence drip onto her awaiting tongue. Gods, that was hot.. and it set me into motion again, baring my teeth as I just ground into her, then pulled back for a good ramming speed, pounding my knotted cock into her ass. I stuffed my fingers into her mouth where she sucked on them eagerly, making various squeaks and groans of pleasure as I had my way with her. My breathing grew harder, my thrusts faster into her, her body and mine shivering. My fingers began to slip out of her mouth, pulling her jaw open some before I just placed both paws on the bed, bracing myself for a few strokes, then leaning back, pushing her chest down with my paws on her shoulders as I let her have it, letting out a howl. Finally, I spasmed, slamming my knot home in her body, then emptying the rest of my wolfcum into her body. I lifted my muzzle in a whimper, dimly hearing Sarah squeaking in rapid bursts. That was it. I was done, absolutely done. Energy quickly drained out of my body as I half-fell onto the rat femme under me, breathing hard into one of her ears. She was just as bad, her fingers slowly wrenching from the headboard to fall onto the bed. Still, her body trembled below mine. Lacking the energy to do much else, I nuzzled her cheek, my tongue coming out to lick soothingly upon it. "...thank you... Master..." she said. I was too tired to correct her. "Mm... no... thank you, Sarah. I needed that. Really needed that. Oh, gods..." "Yes... yes... pet is... always willing... to relieve... Master..." I couldn't let it slide a second time. "Sarah... hun... you gotta stop calling me that..." "Pet dis--" "Stop, Sarah. Just... stop." I took a deeper breath. "I'm not your Master... and I don't want to be. You gotta understand that. I just wanna be your friend..." She was still blushing, if a bit harder, now. "Y-you don't want to... be my Master...?" I shook my head. "Just friends." Sarah was silent for a moment, then she flushed again. "Can... can we still f-fuck?" I managed a small chuckle. "Yeah... we can still fuck." She breathed a sigh. "P... Mas... mm... I-I love your knot..." Her hazel eyes darted away. "Heh... you can still have it, whenever you want." "Mm... okay..." Affectionately, I licked up the side of her muzzle, sighing softly. "You don't mind if I stay the night, do you?" "No... no... P.... mm, I wanna... feel you... in me... for a little while longer..." Sarah told me, nuzzling into her pillow a little. What I wouldn't give to have Sem say that to me... Sem
- * The rest of that week was very... interesting. I spent most of my nights in Kiyara's room. That first night, she... she showed me what they put in me that night they did the Treatment... of course, I had already seen it. But then, she wanted to put it back up there. She started to explain about stuff, like.. the male g-spot being the prostate, and how if it was stimulated, it would allow for better orgasms. I was hesitant, to be honest. I also remembered the Treatment, and how, in the heat of the moment, it felt so good... and I don't remember ever... climaxing that hard or that intensely... ever. I let myself be talked into it. It was uncomfortable as hell at first. And... then she started... pleasuring me with her paw, and it went away some. Then she started with her muzzle, and... it was fantastic... She rode me after, and I had another one of those intense orgasms. I felt that I would be having those a lot with her. That's about usually how it would go, only... that was only the first time. We usually went twice, since she and I found out that I had some stamina to me. Three times if she was feeling particularly frisky. Sometimes Morti would be there, sometimes she wouldn't. When she was, I was lucky (or unlucky?) if the three of us went twice. After, Kiyara would ask me about myself, and encourage me to ask her questions. She was genuinely interested in me, though, and kept herself close, always rubbing up on me... which usually sparked the second or third time if she felt me stirring. Thursday, with Morti resting peacefully on the covers laying on the floor, I asked her why she wanted to yiff me so much. "It's because, Sem, you're so... attractive to me. I love you... and I want to be with you... because you make me feel as if you've been missing from my life, only now I've found you. To be honest," and here her gaze fell demurely for a moment before she looked back up at me, "I haven't really been this... curious about or felt any sort of connection like this to anyfur, and I just want to know more about you, even somethings you may not know yourself." She giggled a bit, and I shifted uncomfortably, the you-know-what in me again. "Really, though... you're kind and sweet and gentle, and I just want to spend time with you." Her paw trailed through my chest, and I shivered a little. It wasn't just at her paw, though. She spoke with such feeling... her voice soft. I felt as if those words came from a very, very secret place in her heart. I was overwhelmed. And yet, there was still that one nagging issue on my mind. Or, rather, up my rear. "So, the, um... plug?" "It's so you can explore yourself, hun. Try things you haven't before." She tilted her head, tracing her fingers through the pillow. "Do you feel uncomfortable with it in you?" "I - um, a little." I was blushing again... and I'm pretty sure she can tell that I was. "Do you want it out?" She smiled softly at me. "Um... yeah, cuz... there's no... point to it... being in there.. cuz... you know we're done... um... yiffing..." Kiyara nodded a little bit, then looked at me. "Sem?" "Yeah?" "Do you not want me to do that anymore? It's okay if you don't.... just let me know." "I..." don't want you to do that anymore, Kiyara. I just don't feel comfortable with something going into my butt. I mean... that's where stuff comes out! "...I..." kinda do want you to keep doing that. I'm embarrassed to say, but... it feels... really good. Is... is there a way that... um... we could go further? "...I... don't know..." "Well, alright, then. We won't do it tomorrow, and we'll go from there, okay?" Her paw came out, stroking over my head. I closed my eyes and moved into the paw, making a small sigh. I still didn't know whether it was from relief or disappointment. "So... what are we doing tomorrow?" She smiled. "Watching a movie. There's a movie going to be playing outside in the East Quad." "Outside? But it's getting colder... why would they play the movie outside?" "It's for couples to get snuggly, hun." "...oh. Well, I guess that makes sense..." And we are a couple, even though Morti often jumps in bed with us... "Is... Morti coming?" "If she does, it'll be with someone of her own." "Oh. Okay. So... what movie are they gonna show?" She stroked over my head a bit. "Don't worry about it, Sem, you'll find out later. Just go to sleep, okay?" I nodded, and we said our goodnights. I fell asleep with my arms wrapped around her waist, snuggled into her neck.