The Beginning
#1 of Chronicles of Life, Lust, and Love
This is my first story so I'm always looking for pointers as to make it easier to read and also make the reader more involved. Any and all comments are welcome!
You know that old saying about love finding you when you stop looking for it? Does anyone actually believe it? I mean wouldn't love find you whether your looking for it or not? Frankly, I don't believe in love, it's just something that people say when they want to get some action from another. Confusing it when they are actually lusting for each other, but lusting doesn't sound appropriate for the censored world we live in.
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The air was cold but invigorating as I zipped down the freeway on my red Suzuki motorcycle in nothing more then a tight grey sleeveless shirt, designer jeans, and helmet. The sun had already set but I needed to get out and feel the wind at my side after finals had finished. It'd been a grueling semester and I was looking forward to having a week of free time before hitting the books again.
I currently attend a university on the west coast and it's been the greatest time of my life. My parents banishing me away the first chance they got after they found out I was gay. I can't really blame them for it though since they unexpectedly set me up really nice before shutting me out of their life. Coming from old money has its benefits. My parents never worked a day in their life except to manage the family fortune and consult the individuals managing the businesses that I will never inherit. Anyway, no dwelling on the past, it's been almost three years since we've been in contact.
I'm a panther of the black variety and in my own opinion quiet attractive. I stand at six feet tall and have a toned muscular build from fifteen years of martial arts training. My eyes are a brilliant green-gold which get quiet a bit of attention, and as you already know, money isn't an issue with me I'm set for the rest of my life, but the competitive side of me wants to show my parents up and prove I can make my own way even without their money.
After several hours of riding and sometime past midnight I ended up at a gas station to refuel on the way way back to my house. Even at this hour there were still a couple cars filling up. While waiting for the gas to pump and enjoying the sore sensation from hours of riding a voice caught my attention.
"Hey nice ride" a friendly male voice called from behind a clunker of a car. My eyes falling on a polar bear who began sauntered over to inspect the bike. Removing my helmet to get a better look I thought he looked familiar but my brain was drawing a blank.
"Angel right?" he said. A look of surprise crossed the white bears muzzle before grinning widely and extending his paw at the same time.
"Yeah?" I replied cautiously receiving his paw shake, my tail swishing naturally behind me.
What a grip this guy had, sending an energized shiver through my spin. Naturally my eyes started checking him out, if he noticed I didn't care. He stood a good foot taller then I was and decently attractive from what I could see under his baggy shirt and jeans. His arms were large which is common among bears in general, but still I ranked him 8.5 out of 10. Easily enough to start getting me hard as I imagined the body under those baggy cloths.
"Jason. We had the same business class in that huge lecture hall this last semester." He replied giving my paw a good shake and adding a smirk to his muzzle.
"You probably never saw me because I always sat behind you." He said casually.
"That explains why you looked familiar but I couldn't place it. Must have been four hundred furs in that class." I replied.
"Yeah, and I apologize I saw your name on one of your papers and it was unique enough I never forgot it" he said warmly. His eyes clearly checking me out before I noticed a wet spot appear on his pants. Smirking coyly I decided to go for it.
"Are you busy? We can head back to my place and celebrate our semester being over." I said as I adjust my semi hard length into a more comfortable position. He seemed to get my hint and I could smell the arousal start to get thick between us. But instead a disappointed look crossed his muzzle.
"God I would so go for that, but I'm taking a friend home who had a little to much to drink tonight." Pointing over to his car to the passenger window, my eyes followed and there in the window of his car was a passed out husky sleeping like a baby. Not wanting to lose my chance I pushed forward.
"You can always bring him too; I have a spare bedroom we can drop him off in while he sobers up. It wouldn't be any trouble and I live pretty close." I said. This caused him to pause and weigh the options. It didn't take much convincing before he smiled and nodded.
"I'll follow you" he said. I smiled and put my helmet on and waited for him to start his car.
A few minutes later we were at my house and carrying the drunken canine into one of the spare bedrooms. As I helped put the husky under the covers I noticed the serene look on his face and that he was actually pretty cute.
My gaze lingered on his adorable features before my attention was roughly returned to the other individual in the room. The all to horned up polar bear pulling me into a sloppy kiss as he dragged me out of the spare bedroom. We slowly made our way to the master bedroom kissing and undoing each others cloths in the process.
I made quick work of his pants and found out he wasn't wearing any underwear and was fully erect. I murred in approval. Jason however was having trouble with my jeans so instead moved to peel my tight shirt off of my toned body, nibbling on my neck after succeeding. I took the moment to undo my pants and slipped both the jeans and the underwear off in a single move leaving me completely naked and very aroused in front of the white bear my tail swishing seductively. Jason removed his shirt and I watched drooling as his muscular chest was revealed.
Before the shirt hit the floor we entered the master bedroom and pushing me onto the bed before climbing on top of body as our muzzles locked in the feral kiss. His paws caressing my naked body, as I rubbed mine along his chest and arms. The sounds of pleasure escaping us as our members rubbed together.
After what felt like an eternity he pulled away and slid down my body licking my cock of all the pre that had leaked out. I murred in pleasure at the teasing sensation my member received but was more caught off guard as he pushed my legs up exposing my pink tailhole.
Our eyes met for one instant before he leaned down and started licking my hole. A wave of pleasure washed over me as his tongue slid its way inside my guarded passage. My head was spinning from the pleasure making it difficult to form any words in my head. I whimpered slightly as his tongue left my hole leaving that empty feeling inside.
Moving forward again he kissed me and then whispered in my ear "Sorry about the foreplay but I haven't gotten off in a week" he gave me a wink and sat up his cock twitching painfully in front of me.
I reached over and pulled a bottle of lube out of the nightstand before handing it to him. He proceeded to apply a coating and smeared the rest on my hole. Then pushing my legs up and rubbing his cock head against my wet opening.
With little effort he pushed his full length all the way in, our moans of pleasure mixing in the air as I adjusted to his size. Resting my legs on his shoulders he leaned in and kissed my neck before pulling his cock out and sliding it back in, causing more moans and pleasurable sounds to escape. By about the fourth thrust the polar bear let his primal instinct take control and he pounded his length into my waiting hole. His low hanging balls slapping against my ass with each thrust driving me crazy.
Grabbing my cock I started jerking myself off to his pounding rhythm, and it wasn't long before I was holding back the sensation to climax, instead edging myself on the waves of pleasure as I was filled with bear meat. Jason however was breaking out in a sweat from the effort and with a roar and with one final slam. His cock was sent in to the hilt while his seed sprayed with such force I couldn't help but lose control, my own orgasm exploding all over my chest and abs.
Exhausted he lay down on top of my chest, his softening cock retreating from my cream filled hole with a plop. Pulling the covers out we crawled under our wet naked bodies spooning together as we drifted off to sleep.
I didn't understand it but my last thoughts wandered to the passed out canine in the other room. His features burned into my brain like a painting, I let out a soft purr before I let sleep take me over.