Hawk Kawk (Scene 4, Take 1)
Hawk Kawk (Scene 4, Take 1)
It was cold but the white cotton robe cut the chill in half. His feathers weren't used to the colder climates of Northern California yet and even though there was a space heater set to eighty the drafts in the trailer nibbled and bit the raven's beak and bottom talons. He would have thought all the lights in the small space would amount to something but they burned cold and bright, adding ample light for the scenes to follow.
"One large black coffee, Mr. Kilter." A small otter in a red company t-shirt came up to the large black bird holding two cups of hot coffee. The otter smiled as the raven took a Styrofoam cup and sipped the black, caffeinated java. He was young, too young to be in this kind of movie making industry even as a 'fetcher'. The raven knew the company sponsoring the film he was staring in had gotten in trouble numerous times for having underage actors star in the movies produced. Though he wasn't starring in the move the kid was too young to be there and it made the raven feel odd to be as dressed as he was. "Thanks kid, and just call me Kangi."
"Of course Mr. Kilter." The otter grinned and nodded furiously before turning on the spot. It almost was a shook to see the kid scurry across the room to a Swainson hawk covered in nothing but a towel. His wings twitched as he laughed with a female cardinal who only stood up to his shoulders. The brown feathers of his back and arms blended so perfectly into the rust-red of his chest before cutting to white in a 'v' above his belly. He was the largest mass in the trailer, quite muscular but you could tell he liked his snacks. As if a sumo wrestler worked out five times a week. The floor boards would creak as he shifted from talon to talon, it was a surprise he didn't scratch up the smooth wooden finish.
The otter handed the hawk the second cup and stood a moment longer, watching as he emptied the cup in one gulp. Kangi could tell that the otter was attracted to him. After being in the business long enough he could tell when someone was infatuated with someone just by the way their eyes gazed. Though this was his second year in homo-erotic films, it still felt strange to see a guy (boy) checking out another.
Kangi slowly sipped his coffee, hands trembling as he held the cup in one claw while the other flipped through the script dialogue, however minuscule it may be. Second year aside he had never been on the receiving end of a 'script'. His agent had finally talked him into doing it, but it was just his luck that he got teamed up with Nokosi; his name meaning 'bear'. He was definitely as big as one. The scary part was that he had seen the hawk work before, on females and males alike. He wasn't just huge down there, he was enormous, the raven couldn't believe he wasn't molting in fright.
"You cold?" A booming voice ripped through the air above him.
Kangi looked up only to see a mass of brown and red feathers. Somewhere in that flock of wooden colors two golden eyes stared warmly above a black-tipped beak. The almost gray feathers on his head were cropped short and stuck up playfully in spots but not so as to make him look tacky.
"Huh, cold?" Kangi asked as a slight lump forced its way up into a nook in his throat.
Nokosi stood there, smug grin lazily splitting that tipped beak, towel hanging now dangerously loose around his think waist.
"You're wearing a robe," The hawk pointed out the obvious. For a Russian hawk his accent was almost non-existent "Too cold in here for you, you've never been in a Russian blizzard have you."
"No I haven't," The raven said trying to sound a little more conversational. He felt odd sitting down beneath the looming mass of bird, so he downed the rest of his coffee now that it had a little time to cool and stood. While he wasn't nearly as large across as the other bird, he was only about an inch or two shorter so he didn't feel too small next to the bulky hawk. "I live down in southern California; I'm not used to the colder temperatures up north."
"Yeah, I lived out there for a while with my first girlfriend after college." The hawk said, looking a little impressed. "Spent a lot of time at Newport Beach, lotta fine tail out there."
"Newport's nice, but it's a bit to ritzy for me." The raven said tossing his cup into a nearby recycling bin, subconsciously mimicking a famous basketball move. "San Diego's got a lot of hotties as well; had a couple of long tern relationships from out of there."
"Seeing anyone now."
"Up until a week ago." Kangi confessed, "She was sweet and all but I kinda got the impression she didn't really care for my profession."
Nokosi grunted out a laugh of understanding.
"Get it all the time." The hawk agreed nodding his head back and forth to show emphasis. "Chicks dig us cuz were hot but don't like that we gotta sleep with other furs. I even had a chick who I said I would stick to guys while I was with her but that still bothered her. What chick doesn't like to see two guys make out, huh."
Nokosi slapped the raven on the shoulder and he chuckled at the comment even though a strange feeling swept through his stomach, flooding him with curious feelings he couldn't quite narrow down into words.
"So you into football, big guy?" Kangi asked, his folded wings fluttered a little in anticipation, he knew what they would have to do soon and he wanted to keep his mind clear and away from the subject for now.
"Actually I thought about trying out for the California Golden Bears last spring but my job hours got in the way." The hawk went on, the look of past times crept into the corners of those golden eyes. "See, I played football in college, defense men, so I thought I'd give it a try. But ya, I know there are a lot of younger fellas out there who are more cut out for it then me so I thought I should just stick to what I know."
"And what's that?" Kangi asked with a laugh.
"Fuckin." The hawk roared, causing the little courier otter to jump ten feet away. The raven couldn't help but laugh, slapping his claw on his knee as he bent over in laughter. The hawk had a funny way of saying things. Kangi couldn't tell what it was exactly but it had to do with the way he said words and waited for the right moment. He had never really interacted with the hawk before now and he was just starting to realize he was a pretty good guy.
"What else are we good at right?" The raven agreed.
Nokosi just chortled under his weight and grinned, nodding in agreement.
"Five minutes everyone."
Kangi turned to see the director looking up from his camera; a slender ferret who wore a backwards ball cap with the films company name, 'Monster Yiff Studios', in white, sparkly letters. He was new on this set but apparently he directed quite a few films from another large company whose name he never disclosed to anyone. "Five minutes till shoot."
"Gonna be able to get it up in the cold?" The hawk jabbed the raven with his elbow.
"You think you can get it all in one take?" the raven asked in retaliation, he knew his lines and was sure he wouldn't fuck up on that. The whole getting hard thing was another issue, while he wasn't shy about being naked in front of furs having been in porn for year now, he was having doubts that he could stay hard with a massive cock in his ass.
"Lines don't have to be perfect." The hawk said raising his beak boastfully, male assertiveness pouring through his aura. Despite the monster butterflies in his belly Kangi almost laughed again but Nokosi posed another question. "Hey, I never did get your name buddy."
"It's Kangi Kilter." The raven said simply.
"Nokosi Daletsky," The hawk grinned and held out his claw. The raven took it gladly and they shook. "You sure it's not Edger Allan?"
"I'm sure," the raven assured the hawk as he rolled his eyes; he got that a lot, especially in more educated audiences. "Contrary to popular belief Edger Allen Poe was not a raven."
"Got it." The big bird chuckled while scratching a patch of rustled feathers on his broad chest. With a shuffle of feet Kangi noticed how quiet it had gotten in the trailer. Two foxes were making over the bed they would be disturbing in moments while a panther in white framed glasses fidgeted with a camera, breathing onto the lens before wiping it with the hem of his shirt. The cardinal who had been chatting with Nokosi, before he wandered over to get friendly with the raven, now sat near the director taking down notes, it seemed. Lastly, the otter boy stood a few feet away, eager paws twisting as they rubbed one another in anxious excitement. Kangi realized this might be his first time watching a porno shoot; his eyes darting from the bed to the hulking form of Nokosi gave it all away.
"Fuck." The low grumble surprised Kangi, he turned to see the Swainson rubbing his belly, beak clicking slightly in a murr. "Hey listen Kangi, I'm starved, maybe after this we can hit the sports bar down town. I think its ladies night. If we hook up with a pair of hotties we can get a free meal out of it."
For some reason the thought of hanging out with the bird took up his interest. He rarely mingled with his 'coo workers' outside the job, but the hawk had something about him that greatly intrigued Kangi. He couldn't put a claw on what it was, but it was a good feeling so he figured, why the hell not.
"That's sounds great." The raven said, he could feel his feathers stand on end and couldn't figure out why. "How hard could it be for us to score a couple of babes?"
"Great," was all he said before the director said something else. Kangi brain barely registered what happened next. The Hawk bent in and kissed him, flat out, straight on the beak. His tail feathers stood up as the feeling froze him. Somehow his nervous system shut down for that instant as time slowed down to a snail's pace. He felt a tingle inside him, like a thousand daddy-long-legs were crawling along, making their webs inside him. His stomach didn't drop but it hung there, like tons and tons of pressure that had nowhere to escape to.
Then it stopped, over almost before it started. Nokosi disappeared from sight as Kangi's body moved on its own. A number of furs flashed by as lights shone brightly, illuminating the setting of the porno. Camera furs encircled him as the boom was raised into the air, nearly touching the ceiling. When the director shouted "Hawk Kawk scene 4, take 1, action." Kangi's furson dropped away into the back of his mind as he was replaced by his character, the role he was to play in the film. This was second nature to him; he had even learned to block out the fact that he was fucking a male most times. However, this time his consciousness was still there, along with the character. He would witness this for what it was, he would be the one, with all politeness removed, to be fucked.
Nokosi came into view, now quite naked, towel having slid from his bulky frame. His sheath was flaccid but the pink of his cock was sticking out through the feathery slit above his enormous balls that swung as he slowly approached. The golden gleam in his eyes had been replaced by a hungry force that edged him closer. Those claws met him to remove the robe that fell to his clawed feet. Their beaks met and it was just as real as the kiss seconds ago but this time it was warm and the freezing from before didn't chill his tail feathers, they were acting. But he couldn't turn it off now that it was on, he couldn't tune out the other male kissing him let alone ignore the erection quickly working up between his own legs.
Nokosi pulled back and smiled as he gazed into the raven's midnight blue eyes. The feeling was still there, that indescribable feeling he felt from the other bird, it screamed the words 'lust' and 'love' in his mind; two words that he had never used towards another guy. The worry it created in the pit of his stomach vanished as the hawk pushed the raven into a sitting position at the foot of the freshly made bed. Nokosi knelt and stared up ever so briefly before taking the ruby red member before him entirely into his black-tipped beak.
"Oh yeah suck that cock." Kangi moaned his lines without hesitation, as the hawk's head started to bob up and down, saliva dripping out the sides of his bill. "Cover it in spit."
Nokosi pulled up only to spit a glob of saliva onto Kangi's balls before eagerly lapping it back up, the throbbing cock above him leaking pre down its shaft. The raven's free claw redirected his cock back into the maw of the hawk who was just as eager to take it back. One of the camera furs, a fox, zoomed in and nearly placed the camera on Kangi's black belly. He could almost feel the hawk's ego boost as he began to show off just how well he could suck cock. A free talon took hold of the hawk's head as he worked, tongue working over and under the raven cock, doing the work his lips couldn't.
"Taste good?" the raven asked, but he realized he was seriously asking the question, whether or not it was one of his lines. The director didn't yell cut so he figured it was fine.
Kangi couldn't help but look up to take a quick look around, head swimming as if he were drunk. Normally the director didn't what actors to look up into the cameras but Kangi had figured out a way to do so surreptitiously. The otter was the first thing his eyes fell upon, eyes wide and tail between his legs as he didn't bother to hide the apparent erection in his shorts. Was what they were doing really that hot?
With one last tentative suck the hawk stood, his form towering over the raven with such dominance, firm muscles pulsing as he breathed, it was hard to look him straight in the eye as he spouted off sensual vibes of promised pleasure. Kangi felt small as the lumbering form crawled over him, dripping cock leaving streaks of pre in his black feathers. Nokosi straddled the raven, knees on either side of his neck and above his wings that remained folded, fully erect cock hovering precariously over black beak.
"Now, are you going to come easily or do I have to be a bit forceful." The huge bird cooed to the raven, bending down to touch beaks sensually. Kangi was amazed he was that flexible, for a big guy he could still probably suck his own cock.
The words were almost stolen out of his mind as Nokosi leaned forward just enough so that his long tongue could lick the salty tip of his own pink cock. Almost as if driven by some strange urge Kangi's tongue extended out of his bill and licked as well, up the bulky shaft to the pre dripping tip.
"That's it black bird, lick up that pre." Again they were meaningless words from a script but the look the hawk gave the raven was something more; something that spoke those forbidden words that males didn't normally exchange. Instead of worry it filled him with warmth and a passionate eagerness that drew him to the hawk's cock.
"Oh fffuck, K-kannnn" Nokosi growled just short of moaning his name as the raven worked the member with his thicker tongue. He tasted pre for the first time. He had had it in his mouth before but with the shield of acting protecting him from really tasting it. It wasn't bad, salty, but almost sweet at the same time.
The hawk's hips started to thrust forward, fucking the raven's tongue as it twisted about it. Kangi couldn't help but place his claws on the hawk's thigh, feeling up and down those powerful legs, ruffling feathers as he went along. The cool air on his own member told Kangi that it would sway forward and back as the hawk thrust above. It almost acted as a stimulant, even though it wasn't touching anything, his cock felt like it was being worked over by invisible claws or paws.
"Ummm suck daddies cock." The russet bird murred as he drove his cock though the tangle of tongue again and again. "Be a good boy and give daddy bird what he wants. Work that tongue."
Kangi noticed Nokosi's wings twitch above them, if he was anything like the raven that usually meant he was excited or nearly ready to cum. Without fail the hawk slowed his thrusts and finally pulled his cock out of the raven's mouth, slapping it across his beak a few times, spit and pre splashing off in specks of white that fell against black feathers.
"Daddy is real satisfied, but now he needs to dish out a bit of punishment." The cheesy words tore through Kangi's resolve. The warmth fled him as he realized what had come at last. Nokosi swung a leg over the raven only to grab hold of him with those immense arms. He pulled him up and turned him around until he was on all fours; he did his best to obey but the panic spreading throughout his body, that instinct, screamed for him to call this whole thing off. He was going to lose one of the things that made him a male, a straight male.
"Let me get a good close look at that virgin hole." The Hawk said.
Kangi's tail feathers twitched as cold claws found the spot that no one had ever touched before. He somehow knew he was a virgin when it came to this, but how was the question. Surely his manager hadn't told the hulking hawk that he had never done this before, at least not on the receiving end, or did he. He felt like strangling that rodent manger of his. The only reason he had agreed to do this was for the extra money, but now he feared that none of it was worth it any longer.
He expected instant pain of some sort, but instead found something completely different. Something warm slipped in there. He didn't even realize that there was something actually inside of him until he felt the hawk breathe out of his nose. Air pushed up onto his slippery, tongue filled hole, warm and welcoming.
"Gods oh gods," He barely remembered his lines and they came out in gasping moans. "Fill me up daddy bird."
He almost hated himself for saying those words because he knew what they entailed, but they were his lines and he was an actor, the show must go on.
"If you insist boy." Nokosi said after he slipped his tongue from the raven's tail hole. Wiping his beak with his arm the hawk placed a knee on the bed while his other remained straight, taloned foot on wooden floor. Large arms lifted Kangi up by his black feathered hips, ass up in the air as he tried very hard to completely bury his face into the mattress. The view out of the peripherals of his vision saw the otter boy, this paw down his shorts, indiscriminately massaging a particularly erect boner. An age came to Kangi at random, whether it was his mind trying to distract him from the situation at hand or not, the number just materialized in his head. He couldn't be any older than fourteen. Why on earth anyone would let a kid that young into a porno set was beyond him. He figured he needed to speak to his manager about a few things, perhaps a company change perhaps a...
The raven didn't realize the hawk had been rubbing Kangi's hole with his cock, smearing pre over the ring as a type of lube. Nokosi could tell that the raven was spacing out and took that opportunity to make his move.
"Get ready to take daddy bird." And with that the tip breached, and before the pain could reach the raven's nerve receptors, the shaft followed, stretching the virgin ring to a size it had never known before.
The squawk was abruptly cut short, getting stuck in the nook of his windpipe; his profession prevented it. Instead he grunted out a series of moans as his eyes watered, blurring his vision. Even the otter in the corner became a small shaking smudge across his vision. But his sense of touch, of feeling, didn't waver. It was still there as the tip of Nokosi's cock bore into him. He had never known pain like this and clamping his beak tightly shut was all he could do to prevent himself from sobbing.
"Oh your one tight black bird." The hawk murred to the raven, his claws firmly on the black feathery cheeks he so longed to fuck.
When it was obvious that he was hilted the hawk began to slowly pull out, the release of pressure causing the raven to sigh in momentary relief. The hawk groaned deeply through this chest, a deep rumbling that sent vibrations up the shaft of his cock and into the raven. Kangi knew what was coming next but his mind, his hetero-mind, told him it was impossible, but the impossible happened. The hawk plunged back inside, sending searing shocks through the raven's body. His claws gripped the bed sheets as this process was repeated over and over. The hawk would pull out until only the smallest amount of tip remained before burying the eight and a half inches of thick hawk cock back into him.
"Fill me daddy," Kangi moaned out as his role demanded, but the words didn't seem so hollow to him anymore. They felt real, important, as if he wanted to say them. The pain was burning but the desire to keep that burn kindled drove the raven to push back as the cock came forward into him.
"That's it, fuck my dick." The gruff hawk grunted as his thrusts slowed, making the raven do the work of keeping that warmth alive.
Kangi pushed his ass into the Swainson, feeling every vain as it pushed past his recently virgin hole muscles. His own cock hung down, resting on the white bed sheets, leaking a fair enough amount of pre, creating a small ring of wetness around the dark red member. Kangi felt like someone was stroking him off from the inside out; the muscles in his cock throbbing as if shocks of electricity jolted through it.
"Fuck yeah," Nokosi groaned as he pushed deeper and deeper into Kangi, pre acting as the natural lubricant that it was, each stroke into the raven's pink hole becoming easier and easier. "Oh god boy, you gotta watch me fuck you."
Again Kangi felt those massive claws on his hips as he was lifted up and around so that he was lying on his sprawled wings. He didn't notice that the cock had slipped from his ass until the hawk was repositioning it; the knuckles of claws feeling for the wet opening as the other claw lifted a black feathered leg up above his left shoulder.
"You want to get fucked like a bitch on her back don't you?" The hawk grinned, his eyes saying something complexly different. They were warmer, like liquid gold flames, roaring passion, not force. It was an odd feeling. He had talked to this, straight, bird about hot girlfriends and sports, real manly things, but now, being intimate with him felt strange. The closest thing Kangi could compare it to was if your best male friend suddenly asked you to fuck him, you know, just as casual fuck buddies. It was a mind fuck.
"I want daddy to fuck me." The words just rolled out of the raven's mouth, meaning more than just sex. Something inside him wanted this hawk to fill him with his manliness. Kangi puffed up his chest and took hold of the sheets by his hips. Kangi wanted to take it, and he would take it like a male. "Fuck me good."
Their eyes were doing the real talking. Nokosi grinned as toothily as his beak would allow and pushed the tip of his cock into the raven. Oddly enough there was no pain this time, the raven just sighed in pleasure as it stretched the hole with the plump, pointy head. His own cock bounced in pleasure as the blood rushed in and out, he wanted to touch it, stroke it, but feared he might bust with a single squeeze. Instead he let the hawk lift this other leg, each claw holding an ankle as he slowly pushed inside him. Overwhelming pleasure causing the raven to squint his eyes and clench his ass muscles, constricting the passage of hawk meat.
The hawk only chuckled at this as he hilted the black bird for moments before pulling out only to repeat his actions. The camera panther came up to them, getting a close up of pink cock entering pink hole, a grin splitting his muzzle as he captured the moments on film. A documentary of Kangi losing his ass virginity, he thought to himself. He wanted to take it in stride so he looked up into those golden eyes and nodded clearance to speed up. The hawk just winked and thrust into him, rocking faster and faster on his knees, the veiny cock slipping in and out with such ease.
Sounds of sex rose from the two birds, wet sloppy noises of intercourse underlining heavy breaths and sighs as they took and gave one another. Out of the corner of his eye Kangi could see the otter, exposed cock in hand, pumping harder and harder as he sat in the corner, the look of determination on his face as he tried to match the two actors in their steamy male sex.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Nokosi growled pushing the raven's legs further and further into his own body. Kangi could see the climax building on the hawks face; the smell of Accipitridae and sex reaching even the raven's faint sense of smell. "I'm gonna bust this big load inside you, black bird."
"Fill me daddy." The line just barely made it to his beak as Kangi's mind swam in euphoric pleasure. He could feel his heart beating inside his cock and the one in his ass worked in unison with the thumping. His heart would beat and the second note would be the tip of hawk cock pounding the walls of his prostate rhythmically.
"F-fuuuck." Nokosi groaned his wings spreading and nearly brushing the ceiling. The tiger holding the boom microphone had to pull it back to avoid a collision as five foot wings sprang up, lights shining through the brown, red and white feathers. He looked like an angel then, an avian of passion and sex, his god, mercifully giving the raven his sacred seed.
Those golden eyes didn't leave the dark blues of the Kangi's as load upon load of birdie spunk filled the raven's insides as if someone had shoved a hose up his ass and turned it on to its maximum. The hawk hilted him and let his cock drain into the raven, pressing up against his prostate until Kangi felt the inevitable burn of orgasm in his own balls rush up and out of him. He showered himself in his own cum as it shot up in torrents, a total of fifteen shots, springing up into the air before falling like hail stones that covered him in white streaks that stood out against the midnight black feathers on his chest and belly.
Once more the otter came into view as Kangi's eyes swam in ecstasy. Little otter paws a blur as the boy exploded his fourteen year old spunk onto his red shirt. No one else noticed this however, as every eye was on the two bulky birds on the bed, now flooded in each other's orgasm.
Kangi's legs fell down to hug the hawk's thighs and ass as Nokosi leaned in, keeping his cock tightly planted in the raven's ass, to kiss him. Rust-red chest feathers pressed up against black ones, the white of the cum acting as a condiment as it was sandwiched and smeared between them. They joined in a kiss, as warm and as sensual as the awkwardness of their beaks could allow. He stared up into the golden eyes of the hawk that had mated him, warm, they were so warm.
"And cut." The ferret called out from his chair as he removed his hat to wipe the sweat off his face fur; apparently he liked what he had just witnessed. "Amazing you two, and all in one take, that's defiantly a new record. Though I was thinking about a short shower sequence." He was talking out to the whole room of course; directors were like that.
Nokosi lifted his beak from Kangi's and they just stared at each other. Grins slowly parted both beaks as they chuckled at one another. The director and camera crew seemed to fade away as they lay there, hawk cock still buried inside the raven, though it no longer throbbed with heart beats or thrusts. They were still except for their heavy breaths or rumbling chuckles.
"Hey." Black tipped beak nudged the solid one. "You still down for that date."
"Date?" Kangi asked, feathered brow rising at the word. "You mean the sports bar and the hotties?"
"Yeah," Nokosi nodded as he grinned. "Or we could forget the whole ladies night thing and do something different, just the two of us."
Before today that comment would have bothered him, he knew it. But the raven just thought for a moment and the aspect of going out on a date with this guy didn't really seem all that bad. Maybe they'd become friends, maybe good friends, though something told Kangi that they were already more than just friends.
"You're asking me out on a date." Kangi asked as he stared deeply into those golden rings of glass, he felt like he could lose himself in it. He had never studied the anatomy of males before but the hawks eyes really made him feel warm inside. "So do you fuck all the furs you take on dates before the actual date?"
"You'd be the first." Nokosi admitted as he shifted ever so slightly; the softening cock inside the raven now swimming in its own emissions. "Never asked a guy out before."
Kangi felt that lump return to his throat but it wasn't from fear or nervousness, he felt honored, for lack of a better word. Honored that he'd be the first guy this huge hawk asked out on a date. It was a very strange feeling, it was almost confusing. Kangi's inter-hetero told him that it was outlandish and foreign but something else told him that it was sweet and heartfelt. It took a while but he finally found his voice again after having suffered, or should he say after having enjoyed that strange realization.
"Never gone out with a guy myself." Kangi spoke softly so that only the hawk could hear.
"Well that makes two of us." Nokosi grinned widely as the world came drifting back. The director was talking to the cardinal again, engrossed in other things to notice the two were still together. The panther camera guy however was grinning at them as he packed away the camera with their movie magic inside. It was then that the otter from the corner came up to the two birds and grinned. Dark stains covered his shirt and the obvious tent in his shorts said his teenage hormones weren't satisfied with a single paw off.
"You guys were amazing." He squeaked in his adolescent voice.
Kangi didn't quite know what to say to a fourteen year old who had just watched them have sex but Nokosi came to his rescue.
"Thanks kid, you mind getting us a couple of hot towels to clean up with." The hawk said rising up from the raven, strands of cum sticking to his now matted feathers. His cock also slipped out of Kangi's tail hole along with a gush of cum that soaked the bed sheets. It was a relief to straighten out his legs and an even greater relief to have the cock out of his ass, though he realized now that that he had liked the feeling of it being in there. "Kinda made a mess here."
"Wow that sure is a lot." The otter started, muzzle open as Nokosi rubbed his cock a few times before it slipped back inside his body. Kangi's had gone down too, buried beneath sticky feathers. He was looking forward to that extra shower scene if it came, even a hot towel would be nice. "I'm on it, two hot towels coming right up."
The otter dashed away towards the back of the trailer to run some hot water, it would take a while considering the temperature outside.
"Nice kid." Nokosi said as he watched the otter leave. Kangi sat up and stared at the hawk next to him.
"It doesn't bother you that he's so young?" The raven asked.
"Furs exposed to sex early on have a less chance of doing something stupid when they get older than kids who are shielded away from it their whole adolescence. I knew a girl in high school who got pregnant two days after her eighteenth birthday." Nokosi scratched the top of his head as if thinking about something. Kangi just watched him, his colors really stood out under the bright lights, they were almost pretty as the lights sparkled in the cum matted feathers "I think I was fourteen when I first lost my virginity, this real hot cheetah cheerleader."
The hawk just chuckled to himself as he sat reminiscing his teenage sexuality. At fourteen Kangi remembered reading comic books, playing baseball, and going to school, not sex.
"Well I guess, if their educated correctly." Kangi replied still a little uneasy about the subject.
Nokosi just turned and kissed the raven on the side of the beak. Kangi felt his face feathers grow warm with embarrassment. It was odd, he could have sex with a guy in front of cameras and furs but a kiss could make him blush crimson in embarrassment.
"Come on, let's go find that otter and clean ourselves up, I'm still hungry." The hawk said standing with a claw out to the raven. Kangi looked up at the smile Nokosi gave him and he nearly felt his insides melt, that horrid word popping into his mind. He had barely loved any females in his life, how could that word appear in his head now when he looked in those golden eyes. He wasn't sure but something told him to find out.
Kangi took the hawk's claw and let him help him to his feet, and together they walked past the murmuring cardinal and ferret as they made their way to the back of the trailer, Kangi catching glimpses of those golden eyes, he truly couldn't get enough of them. He defiantly wanted to find out where this strange word was coming from, the word love.