The Cameron Hotel Chapter 13
The Cameron Hotel Chapter 13 -- Did He Just Say...?
Riddick clumsily shifted the large bag in his paw from his left paw to his right and dug through his pocket for the key to Matt's front door.
Chris had had a copy for months, but only made one for Riddick just under a month ago: in the days following their joint-coming-out. And, in that month, Riddick had been making good use of it.
After finally fishing it out and unlocking the door, he carefully pushed it open and stepped into the entryway. Craning his neck to see if anyone was in the living room, he sighed happily as he saw that, thankfully, no one was. With another slight sigh and a smile, he walked on toward the living room, headed for his room.
Just as the young panthion stepped into the living room, though, Chris walked out of the kitchen in only his jeans, sipping on a beer, "Hey Riddick!"
Riddick jumped and turned around to see his father walking into the living room, "H-Hey Dad!" He made an effort to keep his ears flat and his tail and the bag hidden behind himself, "I didn't think you'd gotten in from work yet. Is Matt home?"
The lion sat his beer down on the end table and leaned against the couch, "Uhm, yeah. He's in the basement working on something or another." He smiled and put both his paws on the back of his head, "As for me, I just had some office work to do. So I decided to do it at home!"
"Basement?" Riddick realized that as long as he'd been there, a little more than a month now...he hadn't been in the basement. He didn't even know there was one! He shook his head, accidentally letting his ears up for a moment before flattening them right back down, "That's cool. I guess Sirrus is down there with him then?"
"Uhm...yeah." Chris narrowed his eyes, "So what's with your ears? Are you nervous or something?"
The panthion smiled his and his dad's big toothy grin, and slowly lifted his ears. He did his best to try and face each of them off to the side where his dad couldn't see them too well, "No, I'm fine!"
Chris tilted his head, lowering his arms and taking a step forward, "What was that?"
"Uhm..." Riddick stepped back, "What was what?"
The lion took another step forward and curiously began to reach for his son's ear, "Sit still..."
Riddick twitched his ear a little and took another step back, "C-could you give me a minute, Dad? I-I've gotta' go pee, okay?" He moved the bag around front of himself, his tail tip nestled between it and his legs, and flattened his ears again as he turned to leave.
Chris strode forward, though, and caught him. He placed a firm paw on his son's shoulder and rubbed just behind Riddick's ear with the other, causing the boy to chuckle and purr involuntarily...and his ears to naturally stand back up.
"Dad...come on, leggo!" The panthion squirmed to get away, to no avail, "I've gotta' go!"
Chris continued scratching, slower now, and bent down the little bit to be level with Riddick's ear, "Is...that...a stud? You got your ears pierced!?" He stood back up straight and crossed his arms, "I don't remember giving the okay on this."
One black plastic stud, just a bit of filler hardly visible against his black fur, stuck out of each ear. Riddick had picked black studs for now thinking it would stand out the least and no one would see. Obviously...that didn't work.
He turned around, moving the bag around behind his back and continuing to keep his tail out of sight, "Uhm...well...I mean, I spent my own allowance money on it."
The lion squinted again, "What's in the bag? And why's your tail behind it?"
"Nothing, dad: just some clothes." Riddick took another step backward, and kept the subject from changing, "I hope you're not too upset about my ears. I didn't think it would be that big a deal at the time."
"Oh no...I'm not upset...in fact-" Chris leapt forward in a burst, and reached behind Riddick, quickly grabbing the bag, pulling it off his son's arm, and turning around, "NOW! Let's see what we've got here!" He opened it up.
He didn't have time to look through it though. The panthion dived at the lion and wrapped an arm around in front of him, struggling to try and get the bag away from him, "Dad! Stop it already! Give it back!"
Chris, though, just kept moving around, dogging his son's paws and holding the bag high enough so that he couldn't reach it from his position, making the boy have to try and use both paws, "This is pointless Riddick! I'm gonna' find out what's in the bag."
"Dad!" Riddick kept hopping to get at it, regardless, "This isn't funny!"
The lion glanced back once, the smile on his face fading before he stopped, grabbed Riddick's paw, and slowly turned around, "Riddick...what did you do to your tail?"
Riddick went wide eyed, having forgotten to keep hiding his tail from sight, and then just whimpered, not saying a word.
Chris sat the bag down before grabbing his son's tail and moving it between the both of them. The white fluff at the end of the younger cat's tail was dyed with bright rainbow stripes...standing out more than a little on the cat's otherwise monotone body.
"...uhm...I...err...I mean..." Chris was at a loss for words, "MATT!!!!"
The panthion jerked his tail away, "I...I...i-its only temporary! I just wanted to see what it looked like." He snatched the bag away from his dad and backed up a little.
Chris squinted again and followed, holding out a paw, "Give me the bag."
Riddick shook his head as quickly as he could and backed up more, "Mm-Mm!"
A door opened up in the hall way, and closed, "Would you two keep it down? Sirrus fell asleep down there! You both know that's the only way I can keep him from chasing every cock in the house." The voice grew closer and closer until Matt stepped into the living room, "Which one of you called my name?"
"Matt!" Riddick clutched the bag, "Make him stop it! He won't leave me alone!"
The lion took his chance and snatched the bag back again before rolling over the couch and taking a few steps back, "Now: let's see what we've got in here." He spoke up as he opened and shuffled through the bag, "And sorry for calling you up, Matt, but maybe you should take a look at Riddick's tail."
As his father continued searching, Riddick whimpered softly and lifted his tail up to Matt's view.
"Wait..." Matt blinked at Riddick, and then turned to watch Chris shuffle through the bag, "Why was I called?"
"I don't know! I'm just not sure what I'm supposed to say about that...or-" Chris interrupted himself, "Is...is this a midriff shirt?? And I don't even know WHAT this is!!" He shuffled around in the bag some more, not actually pulling anything out yet.
"What? I'M supposed to know what to say?" The ottercoon looked at the younger cat with a smile and mumbled, "Earrings too?" before speaking up, again. "I'M not his father...it's not my job to..." He stopped suddenly, "Wait...wait...you think I'll know what to say about this because I'm gay!!"
Chris looked up, smiling innocently for a moment, before digging back into the bag.
Matt glared at his, "I don't know if you've noticed--but I don't own any," he started counting on his fingers, "Earrings, purple clothes, ANYTHING rainbow colored, or anything at all that could be considered a 'Gay Pride Symbol!' I am not your all purpose gay community encyclopedia Chris!" He looked at Riddick again, "Besides...I think it's cute!"
The lion pulled out a small bag with a pair of earrings inside, "Wow...little male symbols? All intertwined and shit. Well that's...interesting." He put them back in the bag and pulled out the midriff shirt, tilting his head at it. With a raised eyebrow, he sat the bag and walked over to a mirror, holding the midriff tank top up to himself, "Well...still...you'd know what to say better than I would!" The elder cat tilted his head a little as he looked at himself in the mirror.
Matt blinked and leaned over to whisper to Riddick, "No offense, but that WOULD look better on your Dad."
The panthion whined again, "Ma~tt! You're on MY side! Make him quit it..."
Matt shook his head, "Nope! I might not be his encyclopedia, but I'm damn sure not your mother!"
Riddick grumbled, then realized that his father had sat it down and made a run for his bag, snatching it up, "Dad...come on, give me the shirt back. That's...that's what I'm wearing when I...when go out tonight." He scratched the back of his neck.
Chris sighed a little and handed it back, shrugging, "Well...at least I didn't find any drugs...or ass beads or something."
"They're called 'Anal Beads' Chris..." The ottercoon chuckled, "But yeah, I was expecting you to find a dildo in there, myself."
Chris crossed his arms and snickered, grinning victoriously at his friend, "So much for not being an encyclopedia..."
Matt just coughed slightly and looked away.
The panthion smiled, "Thanks for not being upset, Dad! I'm gonna' go change!" He dashed on out of the room and down the hall toward his own room.
Chris sighed a little and leaned against the wall by the mirror, watching until Riddick disappeared, "And there goes my flamer son..." He shrugged, "Well it doesn't hurt anything, I guess. I mean at least he's not a pot head or something..."
Matt coughed, "Yeah...that would be horrible."
"Oh yeah." The lion grunted, "I nearly forgot. You, uhm...don't still do that, do you?"
"Not since...uhm..." Matt rubbed his neck, "...quite a while before Sirrus."
Chris nodded, before letting a grin spread across his muzzle, "So...you really think that shirt would have looked better on me?"
The ottercoon grinned back, "Well...not as good as you look without it...but yeah."
Chris laughed warmly and straightened up, "So...do I give him the 'safe sex' talk, now?"
Matt winced, "Well...I doubt you need to."
"Hmm?" The lion raised his eyebrows.
"I...I was in his room earlier," Matt looked down, "I mean...I-I wasn't TRYING to snoop! I was just putting some of his clothes away...since I'm the only one that washes anything around here..."
Chris gulped, "A-and?"
"Well..."
Down the hall, in Riddick's room, the young Panthion stood in front of his dresser, already changed into his new clothes: a collar, a white midriff tank top, a pair of the tightest, shiniest pants he could find, a earring in each ear (a purple stud in one, and dangling intertwined male symbols in the other), and a open button-up shirt that changed color from purple to silver depending on the angle of the light.
"Thank god he didn't catch me when I came home yesterday..." The cat mumbled to himself as he slipped a paw into one of his drawers, beside his new vibrator, and plucked a condom out of the drawer. "All he saw today was clothes!" He shut the drawer, and shoved the condom in his pocket, "Well...I think this about covers it!"
The panthion took a deep breath and shook his head a bit, fluffing out his rather short mane, then reached for and fixed his collar, before opening his door and striding out into the hall. With a rather cocky grin on his face, he walked on out into the living room and waved at Matt & Chris who had since sat down on the couch, and then just turned to walk on into the entryway.
"Whoa! Uh-uh!" Chris snapped his fingers, "Come on now, we went through all of that...let us see!"
Riddick stopped and turned back around, not blushing or looking too embarrassed at this point, and walked up in front of them, spreading his arms. His lower abs showed nicely, a collar was nestled in his mane, and there were much more noticeable earrings in each ear, "What do you think?"
The lion sat back, one arm over the back of the couch, and his legs propped up on the coffee table, "Well...I guess it's not too bad." He smirked a little, "Think you could let me borrow that shirt sometime, though? Maybe test Matt's idea?"
"Oh please do!" Matt chuckled, seeing a ring in the pocket of Riddick's very tight pants and wondering if Chris saw it too.
"Sorry Matt." Riddick smirked, "No can do dad...you'd stretch it out and it wouldn't fit me anymore! Matt'll just have to buy you one of your own if he wants to see that so bad!"
Chris laughed, "I bet I can get him to do that." He looked at Riddick for a minute and then sighed, standing up and padding over, where he stopped in front of his son, who just smiled back up at him.
The ottercoon put his own feet up on the coffee table and leaned back in the couch, "Be nice now, Chris."
Chris ignored his friend for a moment and leaned down slightly, putting a paw between his son's ears, "Riddick...you be careful, okay?" He smiled a little, "I mean...what with the condom in your pocket, I don't think I have to worry about you not having safe sex..." He rubbed his boy's head a little, "...but still...I don't know what I would do if something happened to you."
The panthion closed his eyes with a very obvious 'Fuck!' look on his face, "Right...tight pants."
Matt chuckled, "You'll get better at hiding it. We all do."
Chris glanced back, "Do you really have to encourage?"
Riddick smiled and leaned forward, wrapping his arms around his father in a tight hug and closed his eyes again, "I'll be safe, dad. I always am..." He stood back up straight with a contented smile, elated to know how much his dad cared, "Thanks. I'ma'...uhm...gonna' go ahead and head out now...okay?"
The lion stood up a bit straighter, crossed his arms, and nodded, "You and Luke have fun."
Riddick nodded, but didn't correct his father, "We will!" He stood up high enough on his toes to kiss the larger cat on the cheek, "Love you dad." He turned and bolted on out of the room, "Love you too, Matt!!"
Chris smiled, putting his paws in his pockets and speaking very softly, "Love you too..."
The ottercoon leaned his head back off the back of the couch, watching Riddick dash out upside down, and mumbled, "Did he just say...?" He spoke up, "Bye kid!"
Riddick ran outside, leaving Matt & Chris alone in the living room, as Chris sighed a little and plopped down next to his friend, arms still crossed.
Matt leaned his head back forward, squinting, "Riddick seems to be becoming a bit taken with me, I think..."
The lion looked over, cocking an eyebrow, "Well why wouldn't he?"
"What do you mean??" Matt raised his own eyebrow and got himself all geared up to try and argue with Chris, but then stopped. He'd never gotten along with kids much in the past, but lately...Alex, Jasyn, Luke...and now Riddick. "Shit...they ALL like me!" He leaned his head back again, "Apparently I missed the bulletin, but have I become...likable?"
Chris laughed aloud and nodded, smirking, "Yeah...you'd make a great mom!"
The ottercoon sighed, "So now I'm a mom!? There go my dreams of becoming the bitter old miser, scaring the neighborhood kids off of his lawn! And it was all going so well, too..."
Chris patted his friend on the knee and stood up, stretching a bit, "Oh please! Even in high school you couldn't help but feel sorry for the kids that got picked on!" He turned and put his paws on the back of his head with a stretch, "You couldn't be a bitter old anything, if your life depended on it!"
"Yeah...yeah maybe you're right Chris..." Matt lifted his head and smiled up at the larger fur, "Where're you headed?"
The lion snickered and started to walk, paws still behind his head, "I want to check out these...'toys' that my son seems to have come upon."
Matt hopped up too and walked up behind Chris. He wrapped an arm around the lion's chest and another around his stomach from behind, feeling his soft fur with the pads of his paws, as he murred playfully at his best friend, "Oh come on now. You don't need to do that. Especially not right now." He laid his muzzle on Chris's shoulder, "Riddick's gone, and Sirrus is asleep downstairs, finally giving me a little break. I mean...we might as well have the house all to ourselves for once."
Chris put a paw atop Matt's higher one, smiling back at him, "Heh...I suppose so..."
"You suppose?" The ottercoon ran his lower paw down across Chris's abs, stopping with his thumb at the waistband of the lion's jeans, "And what, pray tell, do you suppose?"
Chris turned around. His friend's paws slid to the lion's back and his own gripped onto Matt's waist, as their crotches pressed against one other, "That we have the house to ourselves..." He smiled down the small few inches at Matt, and then smiled, "Assuming, of course, Sirrus really doesn't need any more attention..."
Matt nodded shortly, "Yeah. He's, uhm...drained for the day."
"You two...?" The lion raised an eyebrow, "Then why are you so...?"
"Just because he got off, doesn't mean I did." Matt's ear twitched as he craned his muzzle up closer to his friend's, with a smirk.
"Well aren't you a generous master all of the sudden?" Chris smirked back.
"Think I can't be generous?" The ottercoon moved closer still, nose to nose, and ran a few of his fingers down under the back of the waistband of the lion's jeans, "Well, well...someone seems to be going commando..."
Chris's big toothy grin began to show, as he rubbed his friend's sides with his thumbs, "Makes for easier access."
Matt rubbed his fingers through the fur around the base of Chris's tail and pulled himself closer, pressing against the lion, their noses still together and their breaths on one another's muzzles, "That is does."
The lion purred softly, extending his claws and scratching the small of Matt's back, as he licked the ottercoon's nose pad playfully, "Do you really have to do this to me every time we're alone?"
"Mm-Hm..." Matt slyly undid the flap above Chris's tail and then wrapped his whole paw around the base, giving it a playful tug before quickly kissing his friend, "We're not just gonna' stand here, are we?"
Chris leaned back, still softly clawing at Matt's sides and back, "Of course not..." He smirked after a second, "Sit down."
The ottercoon nuzzled his big cat's neck a bit, still rubbing the base of his tail, "But I'm busy." He murred and nipped at Chris's neck, as he gently slid his other paw down into the front of the lion's pants.
Chris let out a long, soft moan as he quickly unclipped Matt's tail clasp too, and slid his paw down and under the ottercoon's boxer briefs. With a purr, he set his fingers to exploring just under his friend's tail, pressing and rubbing lightly against his tailhole.
Matt smiled and ran his paw farther down, spreading his middle and ring finger out around either side of Chris's filling sheath, "Hmm? What was that? A moan and a purr?" He nipped at his friend's neck some more as he ran the lion's sheath between his fingers, "Huh, Chris? What happened to 'sit down'?"
The lion grunted softly, pushing against Matt's paw, and at the same time his friend's crotch, "Sh-shut up."
Matt let go of Chris's sheath and kissed his neck a few more times before backing up and sitting back on the couch, "Fine...I'll be nice..."
Chris stood, both front and back buttons opened now, and his arms hanging, as he panted heavily, "G-God, I hate you..." He and padded around behind the couch, bending down and wrapping his arms around his best friend, and his face next to the ottercoon's head, "Now...what is it that I was going to do?"
The ottercoon nuzzled the lion's cheek, "How should I know? I was only told to sit down."
Chris stuck his tongue out playfully and nuzzled Matt back, "Yeah..." He ran his paw down Matt's chest and still-covered abs until it rested on his friend's growing bulge, "...but that doesn't mean I didn't... 'forget'..."
"Well that would be my fault, wouldn't it?" Matt smiled and put a paw on top of Chris's, "Maybe I should get up and remind you?"
The lion chuckled and licked Matt's cheek, "Yeah...why don't you do that?"
Matt moved Chris's paw and stood up, walking around the couch as his friends turned to face him, "Now...if I remember right...we were..." He moved up quickly: putting his paw flat and upside down on Chris's stomach, and then sliding his fingers down into the lion's pants again quickly as their noses touched, "Am I close?" He lapped at the big cat's upper lip softly and kissed him.
Chris leaned into the kiss, and then pulled back, rubbing Matt's sides, "Y-yeah...I think that's about right."
"That's what I thought..." The ottercoon lowered his head, lapping & nipping at the top of the lion's chest, and pushed forward. As he forced Chris back a step, he looked back up at him, "Maybe...we should go somewhere more comfortable?" He moved his friend back another step, in the direction of the stairs.
Chris grinned and chuckled at his friend. Licking Matt's chin playfully, he began to walk backwards towards the stairs, still holing and clawing lightly around the ottercoon's waist. Matt walked with him, pushing Chris back no more than the cat was pulling him forward, but he turned as they got to the stairs. He let go of the lion and turned to walk up the stairs, moving intentionally slow and raising his tail, as the still open in flap showed off his boxer-brief covered ass to the lion.
Chris snickered and leered as both of them reached the mid level of the stairs. With a playful growl, he wrapped his golden arms around his maroon furred friend, and began to basically carry him up the rest of the way, rubbing and scratching his chest and stomach and lapping his rough tongue along Matt's ear to distract him.
The ottercoon shook loose once past the stairs, and pushed open the door to his room, moving aside so the lion could go in first. Chris padded in, letting his in soon after, and then slammed the door shut with a foot paw. Eyes sharp, and predatorial, the big cat pushed Matt against the bed, causing him to fall back...and then dived down and rooting his muzzle under the ottercoon's shirt, where he began to lick and nip, breathing in his friend's musk. Not a thought in his mind considered how, just over a month before, he wouldn't have been near as comfortable with all of this...but every thought in Matt's mind was grateful for the for change.
The ottercoon chuckled and squirmed as his stomach twitched and jumped from the attention, "H-here...lemme help you out, there." He reached down quickly to pull his T-shirt up and off, tossing it away from the bed.
Chris grinned and moved up, licking all along Matt's chest before finally reaching his neck, where he bit down on his friend's collarbone, making him flinch and moan, only half out of shock.
The lion stopped and licked lightly before sliding up. Moving onto all fours, he boxed his friend in and smiled down at him, "Enjoy that did you?"
Matt didn't answer him. He leaned up, biting Chris's own collarbone and making his friend grunt and purr, before kissing down the cat's chest. As he moved his lips and tongue through his friend's chestfur, he ran his paw down along the Chris's stomach and down to his hard, dripping, barbed cock, which had, by now, poked its way out of the open front of his pants.
"NGH!" Chris leaned down quickly, locking Matt's lips with his, as his paw moved down, quickly opening up his friend's pants, to stroke HIS hard cock while Matt stroked him.
The ottercoon sucked lightly on his friend's tongue but then shook away from the kiss. Grinning sinisterly, he slid his whole body down, kissing Chris's chest again and lapping at the lion's nipples as he went.
"Unh..." Chris was barely able to steady himself, balanced, still on all fours above his friend.
Matt rubbed the cat's side with his free paw as he kissed down his body, to his tight, hard abs, where he stopped to lick into Chris's belly button, before sliding his head down just a little more. The dripping, pointed tip of a barbed cock touched his nose, and he froze, letting his breath fall across it.
"God..." The lion just leaned forward, putting his forehead on his arms.
Beneath him, Matt slid his tongue out, lapping at Chris's tip before opening up his muzzle and letting the whole thing slide into his lips. The barbs poked at his tongue, his mouth, and the back of his throat as the big cat thrust in, from reflex.
Chris shook slightly as Matt pulled down on his jeans, bunching them up at the lion's knees. The cat was left unable to move his paws for fear of collapsing, and with his legs semi bound, all he could to was moaned, holding back as best he could form thrusting into his friend's maw.
The ottercoon closed his lips tight around Chris's cock, suckling as he did his best not to let his teeth press into it, and stopped every few moments to tease the lion's barbs with his tongue.
Chris whined, though, and before Matt could even begin to bob, the cat rolled off of him and collapsed onto his back, his cock popping out of his friend's mouth as he panted, his eyes closed tight, "W...we...can't...end it too early...now c-can we?"
Matt followed and rolled over as well, "I guess not..." After pulling the cat's pants the rest of the way off, he relaxed, himself, lying on his stomach beside his friend.
The lion opened his eyes and propped himself up on his elbows, before leaning down. Gently, he kissed and licked at the small of the ottercoon's back, as he slipped his friend's pants and briefs the rest of the way off, finally leaving them both nude.
Matt moved his tail aside and spread his legs a bit, showing off his hole while Chris was back there, but he didn't say a word. The cat noticed, chuckling lightly as he pressed a finger against the ottercoon's hole, rubbing it a bit and continuing to kiss the small of his friend's back.
Matt just smiled and murred, his head still against his arms on the bed while he let Chris have his fun. And Chris did, continuing to press and kiss, before moving his other paw under Matt to gently rub his cock and sheath.
The ottercoon moaned, grinding down, against the cat's paw wrapping around his dick, "Oah...Chris...always such a t-tease..."
Chris chuckled again. "Doesn't have to be a tease..." Pressing in a bit, he finally slipped a finger joint into Matt's hole, making him gasp. The big cat smiled, "Roll over, and I'll wrap something other than my hand around it."
Matt raised his hips a little, feeling the end of Chris's finger in him. He got quiet for a moment, though, making no attempt to roll over. "A-actually..." He nervously spoke up.
The lion stopped his rubbing and tilted his head, "Something wrong?"
"N-no. It's just..." Matt looked back, still laying on his stomach, "Have you ever...ever rimmed anyone?"
"Why?" Chris raised an eyebrow, "Making a request?"
The ottercoon grinned guiltily, managing to speak again only after a nervous chuckle, "Well it's just...I've always thought it...was the best way to lube up."
Chris's eyes widened at that, and he pulled his finger, slowly, out of his friend. "Matt?" Looking directly at Matt, he narrowed his eyes, "What...I mean...I didn't think that was something you...liked. Aren't you more of a..."
"Hey!" Matt cut him off with a shrug, "It's not like I haven't raised tail before. Granted it's been a while, but..." He chuckled again, "But like I said, I uhm...I ran across Riddick's toys, remember?"
"Yeah?"
Matt just smiled a wide guilty smile, not saying anything.
The lion cocked an eyebrow, with a sly smile of his own, "Oh? Riddick would be real interested to hear this..."
Matt twitched the base of his tail a little to draw attention back to his hole, "I'd bet he'd be interested to SEE this too..."
Chris looked down at the base of his friend's tail and grunted, "I bet he would..." He looked back up, "Are you sure about this, Matt?"
"I AM the one who brought it up." Nonchalantly, the ottercoon looked away, his chin resting on his arms again, "And I figure you're gonna' want something more than a blowjob eventually..."
Chris gulped slightly and then went for it. He bent down, virtually attacking his friend's hole with his broad, rough tongue. Matt whimpered at the feeling -- he'd never had a cat do this before -- and raised his rear end up higher still against the cat's muzzle. The lion positioned himself behind the ottercoon, kneeling on his knees and with a paw on each of his friend's cheeks, as he licked in broad strokes against the tight hole.
Matt relaxed his hole a bit and felt almost embarrassed as he heard himself nearly giggle through a soft moan, "Nice and slick, Chris..."
The lion finally finished with one last lick and leaned back, "D-do you think...i-is that okay?"
Matt raised his hips up high and proud, "I'm sure it's perfect."
Chris crawled over, framing Matt, his chest to his friend's back, and his cock now all but poking at his lubed passage, "Matt...you're really sure about this....?"
The ottercoon reached back with a paw and grabbed a hold of Chris by his ass, pulling him forward just enough to make the lion cock's tip press firmly his hole, "Come on, now..."
Chris gave in. He licked the back of his friend's head once and pushed, the first inch or so sliding in as he let out a low groan. Mart gripped hard onto Chris's ass and gasped aloud, the flared barbs feeling like they were cutting into him.
"Oah..." The lion slowly pushed in more, near constantly moaning as his cock inched its way toward the base. As fun as Matt's mouth had been for these four months, it had been far too long since he'd done this with anyone.
Matt whimpered softly, digging his fingers into Chris's ass and closing his eyes tight. Matt couldn't remember the last time he had someone in him like this. Sirrus was too small to note, and a toy would never be the same as a real dick. It hurt, to say the least.
The ottercoon made no protest, though, and Chris pushed in to the hilt, letting out a held back whine, as his sac rubbed against Matt's.
Matt parted his lips in a moan, barely squeaking out his first few words, "Damned barbs..." before speaking up, "Don't hold back Chris. Fuck me..." He laid his head against the bed again with another soft whimper.
Chris arced down, licking Matt's shoulder as he slowly began to get into a pattern, the bed creaking as he steadily humped faster, all the while panting and moaning above his friend. Matt just whimpered as his insides burned. He'd never felt anything like this in him before; if the barbs weren't enough, Chris was bigger than anything else he'd ever had. He let out a loud moan and reached down with his free paw, stroking himself as drops of pre hit the bed underneath him.
The lion groaned, taking Matt's shoulder into his jaws and biting down just hard enough to keep his friend steady. Matt gripped down harder on his own cock, stroking it fully now and clenching his tailhole down, every few moments, on Chris's. That just made Chris pound harder, feeling his orgasm growing already, every time his sac slapped against Matt's.
"Chris...God Chris...keep going!" Matt pawed himself off as quickly as he could, completely forgetting about trying to take his time.
Chris hammered in, continuing to bite down on Matt's shoulder as he moaned, pounding as fast as he could now, but still with enough faculties to hope that he wasn't hurting his friend.
Beneath him, the ottercoon whimpered softly as he tried to stop himself from pawing, not wanting to blow his load just yet...but he only managed the willpower to slow his paw, not stop it, "Harder Chris...harder!"
Chris grunted around Matt's shoulder, pulling nearly all the way out before jamming back in, the entire eight inches going into Matt's ass with each and every thrust. And bit by bit, as his orgasm drew close, his jaw tightened.
Matt moaned quickly, almost like a yelp as he sped his pawing again and clenched down on Chris, "That's it: bite down! Be as rough...as rough as you want! Don't hold back!"
As he pounded in, the lion slowed his thrusts, but he was hammering much harder. And he complied. The cat bit down harder, this time drawing blood. Underneath him, his friend bit down on the sheets and gripped them with his free paw, as his other, lubed with pre, slid up and down his pulsing cock.
Chris groaned, unable to form any words from around Matt's shoulder and wrapped his arms around him, holding his best friend close and tight as he thrust quicker and wrenched his eyes closed.
"Ah...ah...Oah!!" The ottercoon gripped his cock as hard as he could and pushed his face against the bed, "I...I...God, Chris! I think I'm gonna'..."
"NGH!" Chris jammed himself in as hard as he could, holding himself there for just a split second before pulling out, his barbs virtually grinding against Matt's insides as they both moaned.
Matt's moan broke, though, and he could only gasp as his body clenched up. His paw on his cock and his tailhole twitching around Chris's, stream after stream of his thick seed shot out and fell onto the bed.
The lion above him pounded in once more, hilting himself deep inside his friend as he let go of Matt's shoulder and let out a deep roar. His cock convulsed and shot wave after wave of his own thick cum into Matt, until he shook as he began to fall limp.
Matt laid his head down on the bed, barely rasping out his breaths, but somehow forced out words, "D...don't pull out...just yet. The...the barbs, Chris...the barbs..." He felt his legs wanting to give way under Chris's weight, but strained to not let them.
Chris panted, an arm still wrapped around Matt's waist as he fell, forcing both of them to fall and lie there on their sides...his cock still hilted in his friend. The ottercoon lied with him, rooting his head up and under the lion's chin, and cuddled back against his larger body, feeling safe there as he tingled from his afterglow.
Chris moved his head from atop Matt's, licking his friend's shoulder affectionately as he moved his paw, slightly clenched, up to his friend's chest and pulled him closer. Matt bent his neck aside so Chris could lick the less-than-superficial wounds, and murred at the feel of the rough tongue on them.
Finally, after a few minutes, the lion stopped. He moved his head up to the back of Matt's, kissing him softly between the ears before pulling his friend as close as he could, his arm wrapped around him and his chin, again, atop the ottercoon's head.
Slowly, Chris let sleep take him as he lay there with Matt in his arms.
Matt smiled softly, "Enjoy yourself Chris?"
But he got no answer.
"...Chris?" Again, Matt cuddled back against the lion with a chuckle, realizing the cat was asleep and couldn't even hear him, "I must have worn you out. Imagine that." He lowered his voice slightly and hugged Chris's arms after a yawn, "I wish I could tell you, that I'd only do that...for someone..." He yawned again with a smile and curled up, closing his eyes, "...only for someone I loved."
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There we go! The soap opera, Forbidden, continues!!
* Starring: F. R. Borealis as Eirc Matthew Cameron and Riddick Dumar Eden Cecil B. North as Christopher Phillip Eden *
Cecil was a writer here as well, back in the Yiffstar days. If you want to check out the stuff he wrote back then, go ahead and look him up. His username on here is: Cecil_88
Did I seriously do that? Yes I did! The chapter began all cute and comical with Riddick's new flaminess, and then it transitioned to a sweet Matt/Chris sex scene...only for me to end it with more complications! Just because it's a stand alone chapter, doesn't mean it can't plant some seeds for future drama! So, surprise surprise, Matt's fallen in love with Chris! And, in true Borealis style (See: Luke & Riddick right now, Jacob in Hero, and Mark & Danny in TMCS, and even Alex before Forbidden 3) he's being all scared and keeping it a secret. So what complications will this cause? Does Chris love him back? Will Chris ever find out how he feels? Will Matt's feelings go unrequited? Could this even negatively affect Sirrus more? Stay tuned to find out!
...and, while you're at it, tune in next time to find out what Riddick was up to when he left the house...
SIDE NOTE: I didn't think I'd have this chapter out so soon, cause I wanted it and 14 to be released close together. But then I decided not to sleep, and now I've already almost finished 14, too. So it should be out pretty soon.
Anyway, thanks for reading!
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See you for the next 26 chapters of Forbidden! ^.^