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Blowing out an exasperated sigh, Adrin pushed open his bedroom door, stepping inside the darkened room. Today had been a little stressful -- then again, doing anything with his family seemed overly stressful lately. Rubbing his black-tinted fingers across the back of his neck, the fox groaned softly, kicking his bedroom door shut behind him, venturing across the room to his CD player. Rifling briefly through the large stack of CDs beside it, yanking the first Green Day CD he happened across. Popping it in to the shitty blue player, he flickered the volume knob up, successfully diminishing the silence in his room in just a moment. In his opinion, louder was better when it came to music -- especially of the punk variety.

Rotating, he paused thoughtfully, pink tongue swiping across the expanse of his lower lip, fingertips tapping lightly against his thigh as 'Nice Guys Finish Last' blared merrily from his stereo. It only took a moment for him to decide upon the best way to unwind, really. Tugging open his top dresser drawer, he rummaged, shoving back tee shirts, fingers snatching up the small cock vibrator. It was embarassingly pink, but it wasn't like anyone else was around to note the color of it and tease him about it. Slinking across to his floor-bound bed, he flopped down on it, sprawling out on his back, dropping the vibrator to the bed beside him for the time being.

Popping the button of his jeans undone, the slim fox worked the zipper undone just as quickly, wriggling out of the confining material, making sure to tug his briefs down along with them. Kicking the clothing away from him and off the bed, he slipped his shirt off, chucking it absently toward his dirty clothes hamper. His sheath was already slightly swollen, the bright red tip of his erection poking eagerly from its confines. One arm moved back long enough to jerk his pillows up against the bed, scooting up to settle back against them, legs spread out wide. The fingers of his left hand pressed against the silky fur of his sheath, giving it a few purposeful strokes, putting pleasurable pressure on the organ beneath.

In no time at all, most of seven and a half inches had emerged, curving slightly toward his flat navel. Thigh muscles twitching in anticipation, he switched from his left hand to his right, this time grasping on to the red meat of his erection, caressing nimble digits up the bottom curve of his head. His dominant hand slid to pick up the retrieved vibrator -- it was a small bullet nestled cozily inside a wide, rubber band and damn if it wasn't just the thing to make jerking yourself all the better. A little eagerly, he moved his right hand away from his swelled cock as well, using the fingers of both hands to slip that pink, almost transluscent band down his thick girth.

Already his cock was twitching in happy anticipation and he hadn't even flicked the wonderful thing on yet. Hunching forward a little bit, he dipped black fingers a little further south, cupping his balls in them -- soft at first and then a little more firmly, rolling them slowly, enjoying the pleasure of them rubbing together in his sac, easily manipulated in his own grasp.

Free hand found his cock again, stroking it easily, not wanting to work himself up too terribly much. As it was, he wouldn't last long -- that he already knew. It had been nearly two weeks since he'd wanked, even longer since he'd used his small, pink friend. It was always better when it had been a while, even if he did reach his peak awfully fast. That almost made it better, in his opinion.

Unable to resist much longer, his index finger curled, bumping across the smooth surface of the bullet, searching for the 'on' switch. When he found it, he toyed the tip of his nail across the ridged button, his mouth lolling open to issue a few pants as he let the anticipation build in the pit of his stomach, wanting that sharp vibrator settled in the middle of his dick.

Planting his feet firmly on the bed, spreading his legs out a little more, he pressed down on the button, turning the bullet on. Immediately, that jolt of vibrating pleasure coursed from head, down his shaft, and in to his nuts. Crooning a pleasured moan, he jerked his hips, forming a fist around the thickness of his shaft. His fingers gave both his dick and his balls a simultaneous squeeze, increasing his pleasure all the more.

Stroking his paw up and down his hardened organ, he made sure to add extra pressure each time digits swiped across the vibrator buzzing quietly against the curve of his cock. Within minutes, pre-cum had begun to leak from the head of his length, and he stopped his rapid stroking to swipe his fingertips through the mess gathering at the head, carefully pushing his fingers between his cock and rubber ring, using his own pre to lube up the inside of the ring. After a few more times, the space between flesh and rubber was slick enough for him to settle his fingers over top of the vibrator, dragging it slowly up and down his shaft.

Leaning back in to his pillows and the wall again, Adrin dropped his head back, ears twitching heavily as the pleasure began to coil sharply in his navel. Low, breathy moans began to escape him from deep in his throat, his hips rocking and twitching slightly in time with his stroking. Nope, he wasn't going to last long at all, but that was alright. All the fox needed was a good, hard orgasm to make him feel relaxed again.

Bringing the buzzing bullet up near the head of his cock, he settled the beginning of the toy just underneath it, letting the vibrations rocket up and down his twitching cock. The hand on his balls shifted, moving from fingers only to include his palm, rubbing and rolling them slow but firm, just the way he liked. The fingers curled round his vibrator found the button again, clicking it once more, kicking the bullet up to the higher of its two speeds.

The powerful vibrations against the sensitive underside of the fox's cock combined with the pleasant pressure on his testicles was just too much. With a sharp cry, he came, hips jerking up almost violently. Sticky cum shot hard from between the grip of his fingers, some of it making it passed the spread cavern of fingers to splatter in to the soft white fur of his navel. Groaning out blissfully, Adrin rode out his orgasm, milking his own cock to the last drop.

With a satisfied sigh, he tossed the vibrator to the side after turning it off, sinking down slowly in to a laying position. Grabbing at his discarded shirt, he wiped his hand and stomach free of cum rather lazily, tossing the clothing away without concern after.

Maybe he'd take a nap now.