The Main Course
For the past few weeks, I have worked solely on commissions, so it felt good writing this short little story for myself, very refreshing :) Hope you all enjoy the story of two young foxes eating spaghetti! That's not the only use for spaghetti, however... ;)
We laid there, on the kitchen table, completely naked, with these utterly dumbfounded faces.
"What the fuck, just happened?", asked Aaron.
"I uh. I don't know. But I kind of liked it.", I said.
"You got spaghetti sauce in my ass. Of course you liked it.", he said.
"Shut up.", I said back.
Okay. Let me back things up a bit. My name is Jeremy, Jeremy Heller. I am a 6 foot tall Red Fox, and I am a junior in high school. I am a writer, specifically short stories, and I guess you could say I am the school nerd. Everyone picked on me in middle school, but now everyone ignores me in high school, and I don't know which is worse. Well, not everyone. Everyone except Aaron Foster. Aaron is a Fennec Fox, and is the complete opposite of me. He is a jock, loved by everyone, on the lacrosse team, and is seen as a saint for hanging out with someone as "pathetic" as me. I have been friends with Aaron for years now, and he is the closest friend I have ever had. Let me put it in this way. If he and I ever had a fight, he could tell the whole school everything about me, and I would not be able to show my face there again. He knows all of my deepest, darkest secrets. Well, all but one. Ever since I was a Freshman, I have had feelings for him. I have never been into girls. Aaron was always there for me, and I love him for that. He doesn't know though, and I didn't think I would ever tell him. Either way, let me go back a few hours to the end of school today.
I walked over to Aaron's locker after classes, and saw him putting his books away.
"Hey! You ready for tonight?", I asked.
Aaron closed his locker and laughed. "You mean am I ready to kick your ass at Fifa? Fuck yeah I am.", he said.
"In your dreams.", I said. Every few seconds that we were talking, a different click of high schoolers came by and said hi to Aaron, and at the same time snickered at me. I was used to it though, as sad as that sounds. We walked over to my car, a Subaru Impreza, and started to drive to my house. The good thing about being held back a year is I could drive and work before everyone else. So, I started working at Starbucks when I was a sophomore, and saved up for a year or so, and bought myself a car. A black Subaru Impreza sti, fully souped up. That car is my favorite prized possession, my baby. Aaron is jealous of my car, because he's a car guy just like me, and he knows this car is an amazing one to have. As we were driving, we could see that it was about to start raining. The sunny sky that only had a few white clouds sporadically placed, quickly manifested itself into a dark, ominous sheet of gray and black. The drive to my house from school is only 10 minutes, so we didn't get hit by any rain thankfully, but it started pelting just a few minutes after we got inside.
Once we opened the front door, we could hear my parents yelling at each other.
"Sounds like they are having fun.", Aaron said.
"Shut up. I have no idea what they are talking about.", I said.
I found out that today is my parents' anniversary, and my mom told me that I would have the house to myself for the whole night.
"So, my mom left some food on the counter. She made spaghetti for us.", I said.
"Yes! I love it when she makes that.", he said to me.
"I know, it's my favorite meal that she makes.", I said. "Alright. Well, I'm not too hungry right now. Want to head upstairs?"
"I didn't know you wanted to lose at Fifa so much.", he said.
"Oh stop it. You know you are going to be the one to lose.", I said.
We walked upstairs and once I was in my bedroom I noticed Aaron wasn't behind me. I went back into the hallway to see him in my parent's room, laughing.
"What the hell are you doing in my parents' room?!", I exclaimed.
"Come here! Look!", he said. I walked over to him and saw him holding a giant 10-inch purple horse dildo.
"Oh my god! What the fuck?! What is that?", I said.
"Jeremy, it's a fucking dildo!", he said.
"No shit! what is it doing here?", I asked.
"I have no idea. I wonder what it would feel like to get hit by it.", he said. He then proceeded to chase me around the room trying to hit me with it, succeeding a few times.
"Stop it man! You don't know where that thing has been!", I said, yelling at him.
"Does it matter? That's kind of kinky, isn't it?", he said.
"What are you talking about? No! No, it isn't!", I said. After he was done chasing me around, he put the dildo back. Seeing my best friend holding that dildo petrified me. The sight of Aaron holding what he didn't know was in fact my dildo, put me in a state of fear, the fear that he would find out that it was actually mine. I use that toy almost every day, jacking off while I have him in me. Just thinking about being filled to the brim with horse cock makes me horny.
As we were playing Fifa, Aaron started to get into this competitive mode, showing me he meant business. I stayed calm and collected, focusing on the strategy of soccer rather than focusing on beating him. Whenever we play video games or watch movies in my room, we turn off all of the lights and close the blinds to the windows, making the room pitch black, except for the light illuminating from the TV. We sat on the floor, leaning against my bed, with both of our set's of eyes glued on the tv, and both of our set's of paws on the controllers.
"You literally stand no chance." Aaron said.
"Well, you haven't even scored a goal yet, so don't talk. Secondly, I have been practicing since last time.", I said.
"Oh, have you now? Well, we will see about that, won't we?", he said.
As we started the 2nd half of the game, I began going harder on him. Up until now, I was hustling him, making him believe I was worse than I actually was. Soon after the 2nd half started, I scored the first goal of the game. We both stayed quiet, but the expression on his face showed his confidence quickly depleting. As the game continued, I let him score a goal so he wouldn't be too upset. As I expected, he became more intone with the game, and started to enjoy it again. By the end of the game, I scored 4 goals, and he scored 2. He eventually came around after a few minutes of silence, completely baffled that he lost.
"Well, well, well. I guess I wasn't the loser after all.", I said to Aaron jokingly.
"Oh, shut up, okay?", he said, looking away from me. "Let's go get some food already. I'm hungry."
I turned off the game and closed the door, but before I went downstairs, I wanted to check on something first. Aaron went downstairs in a huff, without even waiting for me. He was still upset because I could see him whipping his tail back and forth as he stomped his feet. Once I saw that he was gone, I went into my parent's room to find the dildo. I quickly picked it up from the bed-stand drawer and shuffled it over to my room, putting it in my secret black box with my other toys that I held close to my heart.
"Ready for dinner?", I yelled, walking down the stairs.
"I've been ready!", Aaron said angrily towards me. He wasn't going to let go of the game until he wanted to let go.
"Alright! Let's eat.", I said, pretending like nothing had happened.
As we were eating, there was this odd silence between us. We weren't talking at all, just eating.
"You know,", Aaron said, loud and abruptly, "All I wanted was to win. And you couldn't give that to me."
"Are you really still thinking about that?", I asked. "Look. If I let you win, you wouldn't have enjoyed it nearly as much, if at all. So please, what do you want me to do?"
"I have nothing other than these small things like winning a video game. Yes, I know I need to fix the problem of me being a sore loser, but so what? I'm angry.", he said.
"But it's a game! Do you want me to just accept your irrational anger? Because I just won't do that.", I said. Throughout this argument, both of us were using our paws to project our anger, when some of the spaghetti on my fork landed on his face, getting in his fur.
"Oh, whoops. My bad.", I said. Even though it was an accident, it was still pretty funny, so I laughed.
"My bad? really? Is that all you have to say?", he said back. I was pretty confused, and that's when I saw that he was reeling back his left paw and tossed some spaghetti at me too.
"Oh, is that how you want to play this? Fine!", I said. It was more of a fun joke to me, even though I saw how serious he was. We started tossing more and more spaghetti at each other until we were both covered in the pasta, as well as some more scattered throughout the dining room, covering the table, floor, and chairs. Soon, he got up out of his seat and came over to me to start fighting. I knew he was harmless, because he would never actually want to hurt me, so it was all in good fun, but fighting nonetheless.
He started to wrestle with me, knocking us both onto the floor. I landed on my back with him on top of me as he was pinning me down. I grabbed his shoulder and pushed him back onto the floor, but doing so ripped his shirt. We both stopped, and I looked petrified while he was figuring out what just happened, and what to do. He eventually pushed himself up rapidly and tugged at my shirt, ripping it in the same place that I did to his. I looked at him, confused and minority angry. He pushed me to the ground after and started to tear more at my shirt as I was being pinned down again. Once my red-furred chest was exposed with part of my shirt still lingering on me, he pushed my shoulders down and aggressively kissed me. My eyes widened with confusion, but soon he stopped. He stared at me full of embarrassment, but I quickly stopped that and pushed him down with all the suppressed feelings I had towards him.
I tore his shirt completely in half and tossed it to the side as well as my shirt. He tightly grabbed my ass which made me yelp. He stared at me with a devious grid and started kissing me some more. He started to pull my jeans at my waist making the button fly off of them and into a corner of the room. I quickly reached up, as he was fumbling with my jeans, to get the spaghetti and smother his chest in the warm sauce and pasta. He moaned and after a few seconds of struggle with my jeans he was frustrated with them and stood up, lifting me up as well. He pulled my jeans down, tossing them in the distance out of frustration.
As we were standing there kissing, one of his legs was wrapped around my waist, and our bare chests were rubbing each other, spreading pasta over the both of us. I lifted him up by his legs and sat him on the edge of the table we were once eating on. I swiped my arm across the entirety of the table, clearing everything, tossing it all to the floor. I pushed Aaron back, so his legs were in the air and his back on the table, and I took off both his gym shorts and undies in one swift pull. With his hard cock exposed, I kissed him for a few seconds before getting on my knees. His throbbing red cock was dripping no more than 3 inches in front of my eyes, hearing Aaron's panting, and smelling the seductive and pungent smell of his member and the balls that came with it. I wrapped my mouth around his dick, feeling it pulse so hard that it startled me. I started to glide my tongue around, wetting every inch. The taste of the liquid leaking from him was amazing, and nothing like what I had expected, but everything I had wished. I started to thrust my mouth in and out, hearing his short and quick gasps for air in between. He grabbed my head tightly, yet lightly tugging on my hair to feel pleasurable. He started to take over and push my head into him, and I started to fondle and massage his balls with my paw. After only a few short minutes, he pulled me out, and pulled my face into his, kissing me.
I started to take my undies off, when he slapped my paw off of me, and he turned me around with my ass facing him. I felt his paws tug on my sides, when suddenly I felt his teeth dig into my left cheek as he pulled my undies down. My undies fell to the floor with only the use of his mouth. He started to lightly lick my leg as he made his way back up. His tongue eventually arrived at my ass, where he spent more time on me, making my dick throb uncontrollably. Before he made his way up to me, I turned around and pushed him back onto the table. I grabbed the rest of the spaghetti and rubbed it all over his dick and asshole, wetting it all in sauce and pasta for me to enjoy the main course. I licked and sucked on his dick until there was not a single piece of food left on him. It tasted delicious, eating it all off of his juicy cock, mixing both flavors. I lifted his legs up and started to lick his balls, making my way to his tailhole. As I started to lick his hole, I could feel it flexing in and out. I began to stick one of my fingers inside of him, and I heard him gasp out of pain and pleasure. While my finger was inside of him, I was licking his knot, plump and covered in sauce, it was perfect. I started to fuck him with my finger as I kissed him while he was moaning in my mouth. I could feel him biting my lip, begging for more. I slowly took my finger out and move him closer to the edge of the table.
I started to jack myself off to get me going even more, all while Aaron had his paws crossed behind his head, still giving me that same devious grin as before. I started to violently spank his ass making him cringe, but not wanting me to stop. After a minute I was getting close, so I decided to stop and enjoy the main course. I put his legs over my shoulders, exposing his tight, ready tailhole. I pushed my just as ready cock against his hole, and like falling asleep, I went in him slowly and then all at once. Once I was in, we both let out a gasp of relief. He nodded at me, showing me he was ready. I started to thrust in and out, pushing my hips into him as deep as I could go without putting my knot in just yet. The deeper I went the more he moaned, so I decided to make it even better for him and jack him off too.
I started to stroke his throbbing red cock with one paw, and play with his huge fennec ears with the other. I started to pound him now, banging my thighs into his ass. The smacking sounds of me into him echoed throughout the room, and I am sure you could hear it upstairs. I saw his dick's veins start to expose themselves, adding definition, making me harder. At just the right time, I paused. Not waiting any longer than necessary, I pressed in and my knot dug into the walls of his hole. At the same time, I started to jack off his knot as well. Doing both simultaneously made me go crazy, so I started to spank him too. Short, but fast, thrusts into him made my dick tense, and I could feel my seed starting to reach the tip. His dick started to throb, and I could feel we were both close. The sensation was amazing, and we were both panting and whining as loud as we have ever before. Out of nowhere, his seed exploded all over his chest and face, creating splashes of cum all dispersed between the spaghetti and sauce on his tan colored chest. I started to cum almost immediately after, letting all of me flow inside of him. The extra started to leak out and onto my legs and the floor. We stayed there for a minute, trying to gain the strength to gather our minds. After I calmed down, I pulled out and my seed was left pouring out of him.
We laid there, on the kitchen table, completely naked, with these utterly dumbfounded faces.
"What the fuck, just happened?", asked Aaron.
"I uh. I don't know. But I kind of liked it.", I said.
"You got spaghetti sauce in my ass. Of course you liked it.", he said.
"Shut up.", I said back. "Ok, well we need to clean up.
"Not now, baby. Let's relax for a little bit.", Aaron said to me.
I looked at him in confusion. "Baby?", I asked.
"Yeah? What's up?", he said back.
"No, that's not what I meant. Did you just call me baby?", I asked.
"Well, yeah. If that's ok with you.", he said.
"No, yeah, of course. That's completely fine with me.", I said. "So what are we, boyfriends now?"
"Yeah I guess so.", he said.
"Alright, cool.", I said back. There was this awkwardness between us, but not in a bad way.
"But, I'm your boyfriend who always wins at Fifa.", he said.
"Shut up.", I said back.
"Fine. Rematch. First to 5 wins gets a blowjob?", he asked.
"Deal.", I said.
Needless to say, I think it's obvious who got the blowjob that night.