Beginnings
#1 of Revel in the View
Ok, ok. This is my first time writing smut, so be prepared for some bad punctuation. The grammer should be alright. All these characters are based on real people but the story is complete fiction. Enjoy, you punks. :D
One half the height times base one plus base two. Geometry is so dull. Algebra was a much better class. Short, sweet, and to the point. Geometry, on the other hand, is like a whinding road. Too much rubbish.
Oh that's right, you're probley wondering about me. I'm a seventeen year old lion and a junior in high school. I have dark brown eyes and black hair that reaches my sholders with dark green tips. I also have a lip and tongue piercing which I'm not wearing right now, with the school regulations and what not. I happen to be wearing black jeans and a black shirt to match with the words 'Revel in the View' in dark green printed on the front.
I look to my right and see my teacher, Mr.Almond, typing away at his computer, a mac, poor guy. I then look to my left and he catches my eye yet again. A cheetah my age named Keith. He is sporting a pair of tan khakis and a blue button down long sleeved shirt to match. His appearence was that of a prep, but in reality he was as anti-conformist as I.
He suddenly stood up and advanced tword me. What was he doing? I stared into his deep green eyes and he patted me on the sholder.
"You feel like getting up or do I have to leave you here?" he asked.
I raised an eyebrow. "The bell just rang. Up with you," He explained.
"Oh...right," I replied grabbing my stuff and following him outside.
Once outside we spotted Andi and Wes, two dating wolves, by the group tree. Wes had his arms wrapped around Andi and his eyes closed, taking in the moment. Perfect. I threw my bag an nailed him in the shin.
"Bingo!" I yelled as he yelped in suprise.
"The hell was that for?" he asked playfully.
"No furi kuri under the tree, you bastards," I replied mimicing his playful tone.
"Yeah guys, don't define this poor tree," came a voice from behind me.
I turned around to see Lance shaking his finger at Andi and Wes. The racoon wore a pair of tight blue jeans, a studded belt, and a black band tee. Andi greeted him with a glomp while the rest of us were satisfied with a nod.
"So...tis friday again. What the plan?" Lance asked the rest of us.
"Ah has me an Andi for the weekend," Wes said kissing Andi on the forehead, "What about you?"
Lance raised his hands and stretched. "I'm taking a trip to Matt's house. I've not see him in a while, what with him moving away last year."
The three then shifted their gaze on Keith and I. "So what about you two?" Andi asked, breaking the silence.
"Nothing really," we both answered at the same time.
"Why don't you two hang out than?" Wes suggested.
I looked at Keith. "Sounds good to me," I said. Keith than looked to the ground to hide what seemed to be a blush, but I coulden't be sure.
He then flipped out a cellphone and said,"I'll have to check with my parents first."
After a couple of seconds he snapped his phone shut and returned it to its proper pocket.
"Yeah, it's fine," he said with a smile.
"Great," I said taking out my keys and twirling them around my finger,"Let's go." We said our goodbyes to the other three and headed twords my car.
Finally, after fifteen minutes of red lights and stop signs, we arrived at my house. I opened my car door and grabbed my stuff out of the back seat, as Keith did the same. Upon reaching the front door, I fished around for my key and opened it. The house was empty. That's right, my parents and little brother were at some fair that lasted all weekend. I set my bag beside a tan colored couch and Keith placed his beside mine, then flopped down on the couch as I walked into the kitchen. I immediately spotted a note on the counter and picked it up. It read, "Vergil, there's a fresh salad made from the garden for dinner. Love Mom."
I waltzed back into the living room and found Keith still stretched out on the couch with his arms over his head and stomach exposed.
I gently patted his exposed stomach and said, "I'm going to jump in the shower. Feel free to browse my video game library, there's also a fresh salad in the fridge."
He sat up with a yawn and replied, "Ok."
After scrubbing the dirt and dust out of my fur, I grabbed a towel and dried myself. Once done drying everything except my hair, I put the towel over my head and moved to my room. Once there, I put my black jeans back on and inserted my lip and tongue piercings. Completing these tasks I started tword the kitchen, hair still dripping wet. When I reached the living I heard a thud. I opened my eyes and saw that Keith had dropped his controller and his face was a deep red. I was about to make a comment like, "You dropped something." but then I realized that I had forgot to put a shirt on. Not that I usually did, I mean I'm usually the the only one home and had forgot that tonight I wasn't alone.
"I...should probley get a shirt on, huh?" I said breaking the silence. He just nodded in reply.
Back in my room I finished drying my hair and discarded the towel into a pile of dirty laundry. "That went well," I thought to myself. I opened my closet and searched for something to wear. I picked out a tight, sleeveless, blue-gray rashguard and slipped it on.
Making my way back into the living room I saw Keith sitting on the floor cross-legged and focused on the tv. I sat down beside him and saw that he was playing a fighting game called "Bloddy Roar". I picked up a second controller and pressed start, interupting his match.
"Hey," he said playfully.
"Quiet you," I replied and chose my fighter. We played for about thirty minutes. I had seven strait wins, but on our eighth match he won.
"Yes," he shouted, throwing up his hands.
"Good job," I said and gave him a pat on the shoulder.
Right after my congratulatory pat he gave a small whine and grabbed his shoulder.
"Oh...I'm sorry," I said.
"It's ok, I'm just alittle sore there," He explained,"Megan hit me today." Megan... That right, Megan. She's a very flirty weasel. And by flirty I mean has a new boyfriend every two weeks.
"Tell me if I'm wrong, but you made a comment about her 'wonderful personality' diden't you?" I questioned.
"Bingo," he replied, "She hit me in the shoulder. If she wasn't wearing her tacky ring I'd be fine, but now I have a bruse."
"Hmmm... Take off your shirt," I said and headed tword the kitchen.
"W-what?" he replied from the living room.
"Take your shirt off," I repeated, taking a plastic bag and filling it with ice. I thought about the situation I had just put the cheetah in and snickered to myself. My tail swished back and forth as I walked back into the living room.
I saw that Keith still haden't removed his shirt.
I put my hands on my hips and sighed, "Do I have tear your shirt from you?" His face turned a lite shade of red at my question and he started to undo the buttons. He slipped of his shirt and revealed a pair of small sholders and a nice flat chest. He was adorible.
I sat down cross-legged behind him and gently placed the bag of ice on his sore shoulder. As soon as the bag touched I saw a small shiver race down his spine, so I started to rub his other shoulder.
"Relax," I said as I massaged his bare back. A low purr began to emit from his chest as I traced along his spine. After about ten minutes the bag of ice turned to water and I placed it on the carpet.
"Thank you. I feel much better now," he said. Then he did somethin I never would have expected. He meet his lips with mine and gave me a soft kiss. He must not have realized what he did because right after our lips parted his face displayed a deep red color. He started to mumble something, but I cut him off. I pushed him gently to the ground and dove into his mouth. He started a soft purring as he wrapped his arms around me and rubbed his tongue against mine. I joined in his purring as he arched his back and matched to curve of his body with mine. I could feel his now hardened member rub against my hips and I began to grind my waist against his, extracting a small moan from his lips. After a few moments I broke away from our passionate kiss and caught my breath.
"Let's go somewhere more private," I suggested and motioned him to follow me to my room.
Once in my room, I lost my shirt and Keith sat himself on my bed. I pinned him down and began to kiss him passionatly.
"Vergil," he said, "I wan-" I quickly put my finger to his lips, cutting him off before he could finish his cliche sentence. I traced my finger down his neck and to his pants and unzipped them. I then slipped his pants and boxers off in one quick motion. I put my nose to his chest and took in his sweet rich aroma. Keith gasped in pleasure as I gently traced my claws down his naked chest and to his groin.
I licked his cock from base to tip and tasted the sweet pre that began to accumulate at the tip. He whimpered softly and I decided to continue. I held his manhood and began to softly pump as he gave an audible gasp at my straitforwordness. Soon after, I engulfed the head of his cock with my lips and coated it in my saliva. I then began to bob up and down along with my pumping. His tail twiched from side to side and he coulden't keep his legs from squirming. I could feel his body start to sweat and hear his panting grow harder. I heard him give a long soft moan and took that as my cue to speed up. His moans got closer together and his breathing got quicker. Must be having quite the ecstasy rush right about now.
"I-I'm about to-" he tried to say but he stopped short. He threw his back and let out a loud grunt to express the wave of emotion he must be feeling right now. I felt his body tense up and I knew what it was he was about to do. And I was ready.
He sent wave upon wave of hot, sticky cum in my mouth and I tried to swallow as much as I could. I apperently diden't do a good job as I felt some dampen my chin. I took the back of my hand and quickly wiped it off. I glance up at his face and he was breathing heavy. He looked like he could pass out at any second. Such a shame too, I was ready to take him even further. But I guess I'll have to wait. I then crawled up to him and embraced him.
"That...was .....great," he said in between breaths.
"Yes, it was amazing," I agreed. He rested his head against my chest and I pulled my blanket over the two of us. What a night.