Under the Moon
It was late. I could see the moon very clearly in the sky. I'd put the time around eleven or so. A few clouds were out, but I didn't care. Made the night seem more menacing than it really was, I guess. Not that I like scary or anything, just that It looked cool with a few puffy clouds moving fast, blocking out the stars.
I looked at my watch, then back to the moon. 'He should be here by now..." I thought to myself. Truth is, I was a virgin. I know it seems out of place here, but it's really the whole reason I'm sitting out here right now. The moon sort of reminds me of myself. So white and pure when it's full, when all I've ever wanted was to be full. But no, I'm like the new moon, empty and void of all experience. I've never even seen anyone naked with my own eyes before. I have seen porn, don't get me wrong, but the closest I've ever come to seeing someone naked was at the pool when some old guy was wearing a speedo. Not my type, but a penis nonetheless.
So, about a week ago, I had devised this truly amazing plan. I thought of all the hot guys I knew, picked the one I liked the best, and invited him over to hang out. I have thought him to be a bit on the gay side himself, always making lewd homosexual comments to me and other guys, so I thought I would put it to the test tonight.
Earlier that day, when I was inviting him over, I told him I had a hot tub, and he replied with a wild sex story I'm almost certain he made up. It had to do with a girl giving him a BJ underwater without stopping. When I asked how it was possible, he said she was an otter, and I left it at that. Well... I sort of hinted that I thought she was lucky, and he didn't hear it...I hope. No one really knows I'm gay. Not really. A fox is yiffy enough to make people not trust you, but a gay one? Societal trouble, as my mother always said. She didn't hate them or anything, just not her style or something.
But I digress. He was a jock, I have to admit. Not captain of the football team or anything, but just a hunky jock. I can't believe that he's my friend and still hasn't caught me blushing at him when we bumped into each other between classes. Is he cute? Not really perfect, but I like him. Plus, having the class he comes out of every time we bump into each other being Gym, I always get a nice sniff of his musk and I go haywire. So far he hasn't said anything, but I do like to fantasize about his-
The doorbell. God I hate it; always ringing right when I'm thinking nice, happy thoughts about dirty things. Ah well. Must be him, speak of the devil.
I ran upstairs to the front door, and opened it to find him standing there, all hunky, as usual. He had on a tight tank top, gym shorts, and a swimsuit slung over his left shoulder. "Hey," He said. I just replied with the same thing and let him in. He's been over before, spent the night even. You have NO idea how hard that was for me to resist. Ooh the possibilities... But why the swim trunks? I hadn't said anything about going in the hot tub to him, had I? I swear, I think aloud so much, it's a surprise no one knows I'm as gay as I really am. Or gay at all now that I think about it...
I took him downstairs to the living room. He didn't want to watch anything on the TV, nor did he want to play anything on my gaming consoles. This is strange, but I don't know his reasons, so I can't really can't judge him.
"Hey, I'm going out to the hot tub once I get my trunks on. You wanna meet me out there?"
"Uh.... Sure?" I almost stuttered. I'm glad my fur was dark enough to hide my blush.
"Okay. See you out there. Oh! And put on something other than that shitty country music you always listen to, faggot." He laughed as he went into the bathroom. It wasn't offensive to me for some reason. He always made jokes like that to everyone. I just laugh along for no real reason.
As I went out the door and onto the deck, I looked up at the full moon to see it covered partially by the clouds, as if mocking me. "You're halfway there! HA!" They encroached on the moon as I looked away towards the hot tub. It says it fits five, but you know ten could fit in if you squeezed in, but I digress.
I lifted the lid and was met with a big cloud of warm steam and the smell of chlorine. I exhaled slowly. I sort of liked the smell of hot tub steam. Opening my eyes, I saw the moon was now completely covered, and I flipped it off. I hate fucking symbolism.
Unlatching the cover, I pressed a few buttons. Jets popped on and lights lit up the water in an eerie green glow. I read the temperature of the water. 105 degrees. Just right, so I took off my shirt and slid into the tub, letting the warm water fill the gaps of my fur. It made me look poofy underwater and sleek when I got out, but it was nice.
I was startled when I heard footsteps on the deck, only now remembering that he was over. I almost didn't want to look over at him in his trunks, but I just had to, or it'd look weird, right? So I did, and boy was I happy that I did. His blue scales almost seemed to glow in the low lighted night as he walked over to the tub. The trunks he was wearing were a bit too short on him, but I didn't mind. Too bad he had no bulge, or it'd be showing. Damn dragons with their internal stuff and whatnot. Stupid moon.
He slid into the opposite side as me, throwing his arms up and along the sides as he stretched out. He put his feet up on the set next to mine to get even more room. "There is nothing like a perfect hot tub, and Jason, do you have one! Man, I was tellin' the team about how fun hot tubs are the other day. Maybe we should have a party here or something when we all win homecoming or something." He splashed a bit of water at me to punctuate his point.
"I don't think my parents would let me have a party here with a bunch of rowdy guys."
"Well, what if we brought some girls over?" He winked at me with a smile. "I know a real nice one that you'd like. You do need a girlfriend after all, dontcha?"
"I don't like to think of dating. Not really..." Oh god, I was blushing again. All this talk of girls and things made me think of dating him. And that made me get tingles where they wouldn't be welcomed by a slightly homophobic stud like him...
"Hey. Snap out of it, buddy! I said why not, and you just started to stare at my chest like I had a bug on it or somethin'." I shook my head and met his eyes once more. I liked his eyes...
"Umm.... I don't know. Guess I'm just not interested in girls right now. I have other things to think about."
"Like my eyes?"
My heart skipped a beat. "W-what?"
"You said I had pretty eyes a few seconds ago when you were daydreaming."
My eyes must have gotten as big as the moon just then.Damn moon... "I-I.... no I didn't."
"Heh... you know, I've had my suspitions about you for quite some time now, Jase. Always sniffing when we bumped into eachother on my way out of Gym, always blushing when I smile at you. If I didn't know you better," He said, leaning in closer, "I'd say you have a crush on me."
Thank the heavens I didn't pass out just then. I couldn't reply, afraid of what I might say to him. What I might reveal would be too bizarre and unaccepted... I just looked into the water instead.
"Okay. Here's the deal: Don't look up at me again, Or I swear I'll kill your faggot ass faster than you can blink. You know why I said I'd come over? The other guys said you were a fag, so I came over to make my own judgements. 'Not interested in a girlfriend'? Who isn't? Only faggots like you!"
He was almost yelling at me. I cowered and closed my eyes to fight back the tears.
"I'd almost leave but I'm afraid you'll watch my ass the whole way out the door." I SO would... "So I'll make you a deal. Close your eyes, and don't open them or you'll find yourself with a very unpleasant surprise." Probably a punch to the face...
I heard him get up and move around the tub. I thought he got out, but I didn't hear him walking around on the deck, so he must be watching me or something, making sure I don't peek or anything, as much as I would like to. Great, now my eyes are closed, just like the moon. You know I hate the moon?
I waited for what seemed like forever or so. No sounds at all. The jets must have masked him sneaking slowly away backwards. I brought my hands to my eyes and held my head. I can't believe I'd fallen for his trick... When they ask why you don't have a girlfriend, they know you're gay. Just how it is, really. I took a few deep breaths, and caught the scent of him when he comes out of the locker room. I hate it when memories just pop up like that.
I rubbed my eyes and looked up to see if he'd taken his stuff with him. He could have ran off without it... But no. He was standing right there with...with... Oh. My. God.
"See? You're a fucking faggot, lookin' at my cock like that." He was standing not a foot away from me, slowly rubbing his cock. I couldn't believe it was as big as it was. It was almost reaching my nose from where he was standing. I must say, through my surprised shock, his member was quite nice. It was light blue, and had a few ridges on it, with a tapered, but softly barbed end. Must be of Norwegian decent, from my penis database knowledge. I need to stop looking at it so much...
"I-I ugh....What? I th-though you'd left!" I tried to back up, but when sitting in a seat, it's really hard to do.
"Nope. Just waiting for the chance to do something I've wanted to do for quite some time now." With that, he leaned over, inches from my face... and kissed me.
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What the F$%K?
He KISSED me...
He kissed...me....
I opened my eyes as we stopped, my heart melted from the fear, heartbreak, surprise and love all rammed into it these past few minutes. I could still feel him long, slick tongue tickling the back edges of my mouth and throat...
"W-...what?"
"Oh yes... I've had a crush on you for as long as I've known you Jase. And now I finally get to live out my fantasies..."
I opened my mouth to say something more, but he was faster, and I found something going into my mouth instead of words going out. Just the tip, though. I pulled back, and looked away, mouth tightly closed. It was too much for me to handle all at once. It must be a dream. I looked at the sky again, and the clouds were still there. Where was the moon when you needed to cuss it out more?
I felt his scaled hand caress the side of my muzzle gently. I wanted to melt into his hand so badly....as I always had. But it was too far, too fast, and I pulled away. Or, tried to, at least. He grabbed my jaw with surprising force, and pried it open. My eyes turned to wide saucers as he lined up with his other hand.
"And in we go..." He slowly pushed his hips forward until his cock met my lips. I tried to close my mouth, but I couldn't. He pulled back out, teasing me. I almost wanted it... but it wasn't right. I shouldn't, right? He's STRAIGHT! But my tongue quivered at the thought of having more in my mouth...
He pushed in further this time, and I felt the fleshy and smooth appendage slid in. It tasted heavy, like his musk, all thick with manliness and everything.... I couldn't help but flick my tongue over the underside of it, playing with the soft barbs. He moaned lightly.
"I knew you'd come around, bitch," he said down to me, the last part seductively, like he was going to eat me slowly. He may have well done just that with his eyes... they were magnificently icey-blue...
He slid in more, and let go of my jaw. I closed my mouth around his cock instinctively, and was surprised at how good it felt in my mouth. It was so smooth it felt slimy, but it tasted wonderful. I closed my eyes as he put his hands on the back of my head, encouraging me to go farther down. I complied.
For my first time sucking anything as big, I think I did pretty well. I looked up at him as I started to rub my tongue along his cock. The ridges were fun to lick, and when I went over one, his eyes would flutter a little bit. I didn't know how good I was doing, but I recalled what I'd seen on the countless videos I'd seen, and tried a few other things.
I bobbed my head slightly a few times, testing the idea of going up and down, and his hands flexed in my head-fur, grabbing it as he moaned loader. I bet this was his first blowjob... I bobbed deeper, sucking gently. He bucked his hips once into my mouth, making me gag and cough, pulling back off.
"Oh don't stop there, man! I'm so fucking close it's not even funny!" He started to paw off right in front of me, as if to make his point. I smiled as I saw his eyes close. I went alongside his hand and licked at the folds of flesh that appeared at the base of his cock, where it met his slit. My tongue pushed into the crevasse and he moaned loader than before and stopped pawing off. I thought he was finished or something, but he just grabbed my head with both hands and brought me back to his cockhead.
"Y-you fuckin' tease..." Awww... He was out of breath. I could smell his sweat from here, making my erection I'd forgot about make itself quite present in my field of awareness. Before I could think anymore dirty thoughts or realize anything else, he shoved my head down on his cock so hard, my nose pressed into his soft belly scales. But before I had time to gag, he pulled me back up, only to push me back down.
I put my hands on his thighs, trying to stop it, but got a better idea. As my head was used to get him closer to the upcoming orgasm, I reached to the base of his shaft and started to toy with the slit. I tickled and pulled and prodded at his sheath, and he just about roared as he slammed my head into his pubic region.
I blushed as I felt myself blow a load as a hot, sticky liquid filled my mouth around his cock. He shot several more loads, each a sizeable amount, into my mouth, dribbling out the corners. I was almost afraid to swallow it, because I loved to taste. It was thick, heavy, and slightly salty. VERY musky, though. But he stopped spurting after I did, and he put his hands onmy shoulders to catch his breath.
"Oh....oh my GOD!" He was breathing harder than after his football practices, and I should know.
I licked around his softening, cum-covered cock in my mouth, and gathered the semen on my tongue as he pulled out. I savored the taste one moment more, then swallowed. I still felt like I had it in my mouth, and the taste lingered for a while, but my mind went elsewhere when he grabbed me and pulled me to his chest before sitting back down in the hot tub.
He put his head on mine, and looked at the moon, which was now visable. "I've never done anything like that..."
"Me either..." I smiled up at the moon, and winked at my twin.