Sunshine Days - Chapter 17
Less than ten minutes after David switched off the lights in their cabin, Jonathan was climbing down the ladder and landing on the floor gingerly. David perked up instantly, rolling over to the side of his bed and sitting up.
"You ready?" David asked. His tail made swishing noises over the covers on his bed.
Jonathan took a short breath and said, "As ready as I'll ever be."
He only said that though to keep up appearances. As usual, Jonathan was experiencing a minor case of the jitters before he and David went out to have a little fun. The first few times he'd been nervous, almost to the point of being nauseous, was not just because he was afraid of getting caught. He was nervous about the things he did with David; the acts they...well... committed. There really wasn't a better word for what they did. They committed dirty sins together and he knew it. There was also the anticipation and the jangled nerves in his arms and legs he felt when he knew they were going to go do something. The excitement and anxiety had formed a pit in his stomach and dread in his chest each time.
But this time, the anxiety seemed to be subdued. The nerves and emotions didn't seem as raw as they used to and the little bird that rattled the cage in his chest had calmed down significantly. He wondered perhaps if he was somehow becoming immune to it, having been exposed to some of the weirder things the pup had to offer. In the beginning, Jonathan had nearly fled the showers the first time David approached him brazenly naked. Each time he was confronted with David's nudity it seemed a little less shocking, though still mildly uncomfortable at times. Despite this, Jonathan knew that there was always some new way David was going to come out and surprise him. He would come braced, armed with the mantra that would have been the only instruction step if the pup had come with a manual: Expect the unexpected.
Even though Jonathan felt a case of the jitters coming on, he wasn't dreading the upcoming task or looking for an excuse to get out of it. Part of him, a part which he hadn't known existed before and seemed incredibly alien to him, was actually eager to go through with it. His heart pounded excitedly and he had to readjust his shorts to hide the persistent erection jutting out in them. Though he wasn't quite looking forward to seeing what David might surprise him with, deep down he would somehow power through it or end up enjoying it all the same.
Jonathan made his way towards the door when he stopped and looked over his shoulder curiously. He had expected David to follow right behind him, or even be leading the way. He strained his eyes. He was able to see a lot clearer in the dark than David could but without his glasses he was unable to see things clearly further than a few feet away. He could make out David getting undressed and he groaned a little. An unabashedly naked David strolled up to him with a smirk on his lips and a perk in his step. He swung the little box he kept his rectal syringe in idly with one paw.
"Why do you insist on going out like that?" Jonathan asked, his voice low and irritated.
David shrugged, still maintaining his smug little grin. "It's a lot more fun this way."
Jonathan had his hand on the door handle but didn't open the door yet. "What if someone looks out and sees you...running around in the middle of the night butt-naked?"
David rolled his eyes and gave Jonathan a lightly condescending look. "No one's gonna see me..."
"You always say that. But what if someone does?" Jonathan countered.
David thought for a moment, and then answered simply. "I dunno. No one ever has, so..."
"So what?"
"So what's the point of always playing safe? Life's a lot more fun when you take a few risks, dude." He gave Jonathan a little kiss on the lips as he strolled past, opening the door and letting himself out.
Jonathan grumbled and sighed, following behind him. In a slip of vigilance, the door snapped shut behind him with a loud, silence-shattering bang. Both boys froze in place, fur standing on necks and the feline's tail frizzed out. Not a sound or light came on from any of the other cabins after a few intense seconds.
David was the first to chuckle and breathe a little sigh of relief. "Smooth."
Jonathan glowered at the pup while he pulled his tail around and smoothed down its fur. David took no notice, walking ahead and swaying his tail with his hips purposely. He watched the tail whipping back and forth over the bare rump and felt another stirring downstairs.
They made it safely to the Showers without any further complications or obstacles. David switched on the bright florescent lights and turned the bolt on the door after Jonathan slipped in behind him.
Jonathan still felt the nervous pitter patter in his chest as he looked around the brightly lit locker room and corridor leading to the showers and bathroom stalls. The familiar funk of body odor and chlorine cleaner lingered heavily in the air. For some reason, Jonathan was aroused by it.
As David walked past him in the direction of the bathrooms, he could see the red tip of David's cock poking out of his sheath. He glanced up and saw David giving him a sultry look. His eyes clearly teased, 'I saw you lookin'. I know what you want...'
Jonathan went to follow him when David stopped him and said, "You really want to come with me while I clean myself out?"
Jonathan grimaced and shrunk back a little repulsed. "N-no..."
"I'll let you know when I finish. You want to go after me?"
"I guess so..."
Jonathan waited patiently in the locker room as David cleaned himself out, counting the tiles on the floor and generally trying to ignore the revolting noises coming from down the hall. The whole process seemed gross and weird but he had to admit that he felt a lot cleaner afterwards. He got to wondering what it would be like to have David inside him, how it would feel and if it would even fit back there. David came strolling back from the bathrooms a few minutes later and casually handed him the rectal syringe.
"All yours, buddy."
"Thanks..." Jonathan grimaced as he held it purposefully away from himself. He stripped out of his clothes and left them folded neatly on a bench, along with his socks tucked carefully away in his sneakers. Holding the syringe like a used tissue, the nude kitten padded down the hallway to the bathrooms.
After a thorough cleaning, Jonathan sat on the toilet for a moment as he contemplated what he and David were about to do. Or rather, what they might do. He flushed the toilet, set the rubber bulb aside, and leaned back a little against the cold lid as he mentally prepared himself. His mind picked up the thoughts from where he left off earlier, about taking one under the tail. Earlier that afternoon, David had ridden his lap and by the expression he had on his face it was apparent that he was in complete ecstasy. He wondered if it really felt good to have something back there, filling up the space and sliding in and out. He did know how it felt to be the giver but not the receiver.
He scooted himself forward, leaned back a little, and spread his legs out a bit more. Aiming to quell his curiosity and not keep his friend waiting, he reached down between his thighs and wiggled his fingers through the crevice of his back end. His middle and index finger quickly found the cleft of his tailhole and pressed gently. Already, his cock jumped at the sensation it sent through his system. He began to rub the tips of his fingers around the pucker in slow, firm circles. It was a new and kind of interesting sensation for him, having never played with himself like that before and not knowing yet of the further pleasures he could give himself. It didn't feel great, but his dick was acting accordingly.
He withdrew his paw. The fur on his fingers were a little damp from the extra water he'd used to clean himself out but he was definitely clean. He briefly pondered how good it had felt simply rubbing around the outside of his hole. If that had felt good, then would rubbing around inside feel better? David might have argued that it did.
He spit a gob of saliva onto his finger tips in the absence of lube and rubbed it around the digits. He hiked up his legs again, this time scooting himself a little further back and wrapping his tail around so that the plastic seat wasn't digging uncomfortably under it. His paw went back in, pushing his legs a little further apart so he could wiggle his fingers back in a little easier. Cautiously, he pressed his index finger into his hole until he felt it give. He hissed sharply from the initial penetration but it dissipated and was gone in only a few seconds. He paused before pressing forward, rolling his finger around the entrance in slow circles like he'd done before.
Jonathan's hypothesis had been correct for the most part. The first sharp pain aside, rubbing his insides felt a lot better than rubbing the outside. The feeling of his finger, warm and slick with spit, rolling around and lubricating his inner ring felt a lot better than he'd imagined it to be. He traded out his index for his middle and kept the movement going, rolling and rubbing around his ring. He pushed his middle finger in, sliding it up to the second knuckle before hitting dry fur. He grunted softly and pulled it back out a little. Feeling a little daring, he managed to squeeze both fingers in together at the same time. He clenched his eyes and gritted his teeth as he felt it stretch, feeling it resisting and squeezing tightly around the first knuckles on his fingers. As with before, it adjusted and the pain subsided as he began swirling both tips around his loosening hole.
He'd almost lost track of time as he sat there on the toilet seat, fingering and exploring himself while purring with pleasure. It was David's loud, echoing voice ringing down the hallway and reverberating off the bathroom walls that brought him back out of his meditation.
"You get lost in there?" David called out jokingly.
Jonathan nearly slipped and knocked his head against the back of the toilet when he quickly stopped himself. He blushed furiously as he hastily got to his feet and wiped his fingers off on his hip. He brushed the fur on his neck down before exiting the stall. At the end of the hallway he could see David leaning his shoulder up against the wall, giving him his signature cocky grin.
"I was about to give up on you and go to bed," He joked, "What took you so long?"
Jonathan ducked his head a little and grinned sheepishly, "I was just making sure I was extra clean...down there..."
"Certainly sounded like it. Nasty." The pup teased, sticking his tongue out at Jonathan. He gave the feline's rump a little pinch as they went back down the hallway together and stepped into the shower room.
The tiles felt cold and dry against the pads of Jonathan's feet as he stepped over to one of the nearer shower heads and turned it on. He made a short and rather loud yowling noise as he was hit with a blast of freezing cold water and jumped back from the shower. He shivered and looked away from David, looking both indignant and embarrassed by the sound he'd just made. After a few awkward seconds, he lifted his foot and poked it under the cascade of water to test it and see if it had warmed up any.
After the water turned warm enough, he stepped under and let it soak into his fur. David joined him under the shower, coming in close to Jonathan's under the narrow spout. With his eyes closed, he could feel David's larger body pressing against his. He could feel their bellies touching and the other's paws wrapping around the sides of his back. He felt the pup's snout sheltering part of his head from the water, feeling the stream trickling off the end on to his shoulder. He leaned in close and wrapped himself back around the canine, resting his head on the other's shoulder. They looked as if they were performing a slow dance under the shower, David leading the dance with his lover beneath him.
Jonathan sighed happily. He loved how he felt in the canine's arms. It felt so right, being held the way he was and feeling the pup's gentle kisses landing on his shoulder. The steam rose in the shower room, filling his lungs and giving his sinuses a moderate relief. Just like in the cabin, the real world felt light years away and nothing else in the world mattered other than them.
The pup pulled back and stood away of the stream so he could talk without getting a mouthful of water with questionable sanitation. Jonathan wiped his eyes and stood back a little himself so he could see David. He smiled, seeing the grin on the other's face. Then, David broke the mood by asking the last thing Jonathan wanted to hear that night.
"Can I be weird?"