Ride On The Rails
Ride On The Rails
By Tony Greyfox
"Wow. That hot dog was perhaps the worst I've ever had."
"This coming from a guy who will occasionally eat out of the garbage
bin behind the neighbour's place... ow!"
Erik smirked as he rubbed the sore spot in his ribs about the size of a
raccoon elbow, finishing off his salad and clearing his garbage off the
tray table in front of him. Next to him, Colin was eyeing the last bits
of hot dog in his own carry tray as if they might suddenly lunge at him,
and instead opted to go for the vegetable dish he'd picked up to round
out his dinner.
"Honestly, Erik, why did you have to insist we take this trip by train?
It would have taken far less time to get to Chicago by plane." The
raccoon wrestled with the wrapping on his veggies, finally resorting to
sharp teeth to yank the package open. "I mean... we're spending two
whole days on here."
"Because," replied the skunk, slurping at a can of soda, "it would have
cost about three times as much to fly, and this was a great deal. Besides,
it's better than the bus."
Colin buried a disgusted snort in his efforts to munch some elderly
carrot sticks. "I'll give you that. But still... I mean, this is a nice
view and all that, but..."
"Love, calm down," Erik soothed, putting a paw lightly on his mate's
forearm lightly. "There's a romance to the train. Okay, so the food could
have been better, and it would have been great to get a sleeping room,
but they were sold out. And you know that if we don't get to Chicago
for this wedding that Aunt Ellie will never, ever let me forget it."
"And you'll leave me answering her telephone calls forever. I know."
Masticating furiously at what appeared to be petrified cauliflower, Colin
turned an irritable gaze at Erik. "You're taking me to Blackbird when
we get there. And you're spending at LEAST $100 for dinner."
The skunk winced. "Ouch." He eased away from the smaller fur at the
angry look, and nodded. "Okay, okay - Blackbird it is, Colin. Until then...
relax and enjoy the scenery?"
Turning to peer out the window from his aisle seat, Colin regarded the
mixture of industrial properties and scrapyards the train was rumbling
past, then looked back at Erik. "Very nice." Stuffing the remnants of his
meal into its tray and snatching the skunk's own garbage, he marched off
down the aisle of the thinly populated train car towards the bins.
With a sigh, Erik settled into his seat and turned to watch what appeared
to be a toxic waste site pass by the window. "Good going," he thought to
himself as he let his forehead droop against the glass. A thump in the
seat next to him made him turn back around, but his lover was already
face-down in a book, headphones plugged in, forestalling any more
conversation. Resigned to the silent treatment for the rest of the eve-
ning - and probably deserving it, he thought - Erik curled his long tail into
his lap and turned back to the window to watch the world go by to the
clatter of the rails.
As he had predicted, Colin had kept to himself through the evening,
occasionally snickering at the mediocre movie shown on the train's
screens, but mostly keeping to himself. Erik made do with a couple of
books, then just slumped back onto his seat and staring out into space
until the main lights of the car started to flicker off one by one.
"Excuse me, sirs," a steward said as he stood next to their seats, "but
we're shutting our services down for the night at this point, so if you
need anything from the dining car" - Erik felt a slight shudder from
the seat next to him - "you'll need to get it now. Can I get you pillows
and blankets?"
"Please." Erik looked to Colin, who nodded curtly, and suppressed a sigh
as he took the bedding from the steward, handing some to the raccoon.
"The main lights will be going out in a few minutes. If you need any-
thing, just press the call button, there's a steward on call in the front
car all night." The human padded off to the next travelers several seats
back, and the lights flickered off in his wake.
Bundling his gear away, Erik pushed his seat back and settled in, flip-
ping off the reading light and looking to his lover. "... Goodnight, Colin."
"'Night." The raccoon wrapped himself in the blanket and closed his eyes,
leaving Erik to settle onto his side with a heavy heart and slowly sink
into sleep.
A lurch in the train's movement awoke Colin from a very light sleep,
and the young raccoon peered around a moment to try and get his bearings
before he recalled where he was. He grumbled softly, and shifted around
to get comfortable, but couldn't get back to sleep immediately in the
unfamiliar seat. Erik had really made this trip difficult, he thought to
himself grumpily, when they could have just flown out... but it would have
cost them more, he knew, and as he thought about it, he realized that
Erik had been doing his best to ease the costs the two had to deal with
each month, without a complaint that he had heard. Things like walking
to the office instead of taking the bus, or buying stationery from the
dollar store... and it did help the finances, Colin admitted to himself.
Perhaps he was being unfair to his lover, he decided. This might be
uncomfortable, but so would an airplane - just for a shorter time... and
the money they were saving would go a long way. It was his own fault
he'd picked the worst possible food on the train, after all. And he'd
been so impolite all evening...
The more he considered it, the more the raccoon realized he had been a
complete dick to his companion earlier, and he shook his head at the
realization. Impulsively, he raised the seat armrest between them and
slipped over, sliding his arm around the skunk's waist and snuggling
up to his back. Erik made a soft sound and peered over his shoulder
blearily. "Mrf?"
Colin softly nosed the skunk's rounded ear and hugged against his back.
"I was a jerk before," he whispered softly into Erik's ear, "and I wanted
to apologize. You're right - this is a good idea for us financially... I
should've thought of that before."
Erik turned and planted a light kiss on the raccoon's nose, smiling in
the glimmer of lights from outside the train. "'sokay, love, we're all
allowed to make a mistake or two now and again." His paw found Colin's
and gave it a squeeze, holding it against his chest as he drew his
blanket back up. "Nicer to sleep like this, though," he commented as he
settled back in.
"It is," Colin murmured quietly, shifting to lie against Erik's back and
cuddling into his warmth. A slight impish grin flashed across his muzzle
in the dim light, and he drew his paw out of the skunk's, sneaking it
down and deftly slipping it inside the loose jeans his mate was wearing
to give him a rather intimate squeeze that earned him a slight murf of
surprise and a bumped head against the train's wall. "Oops," he giggled,
though he left his paw where it was, kneading the skunk's furred sheath
with insistent fingers.
Erik turned his head to eye his lover over his shoulder. "Colin? What
are you doing?"
"Apologizing," the raccoon grinned naughtily, nipping at Erik's cheekfur
as his talented paw worked over the suddenly growing bulge beneath it,
a fingertip dipping inside the slit of the sheath to tweak the tip of
his mate's penis as it stiffened. "What do you think I'm doing?"
A light hiss of pleasure escaped the skunk's clenched teeth as he
twitched under the touches on him, his eyes narrowing. "You do realize
we're on a train, right? In public?"
"On a train, yes," Colin replied, nibbling down to Erik's neck and
nuzzling there, getting another soft moan from the skunk, "a train that
is almost completely dark, is maybe one-third full, and where the only
other person awake is probably watching television three cars ahead of
us." His fingers encircled the stiffness now jutting from its sheath and
teased it with practiced motions, brushing his fingerpads over the tip
just as he knew Erik liked it. "What's the problem?"
"Mmm... your logic is im... ooh! Impeccable, young Grasshopper." Erik slipped
a paw back to rest it on Colin's hip as the raccoon continued to work
over his erection within the jeans, which were becoming a bit of a
hindrance. Murring softly against his neck, Colin stroked slowly and
steadily up and down the length of the skunk's hardness, his own erection
jutting against Erik's hip, a touch that caused Erik to grind himself
back to push against that bulge.
Rather abruptly, Colin's paw slipped out and away from the skunk's cock,
and the raccoon rolled away from his mate. Erik's eyes snapped open and
he blinked at Colin, confused. "Wha...?" A finger on his lips cut him off,
accompanied by a very naughty grin.
"I need to use the bathroom," Colin said with a broad and rather obvious
wink, before leaning forward and murmuring, "and I think you do too, if
you get my meaning." A nip to the skunk's sensitive ear followed before
the smaller fur slipped out of his seat and headed towards the lavatories
at the rear of the car.
Erik lay there for a moment, his breathing just a bit fast from the
caresses he had been receiving, then grinned widely as he processed
what his lover was proposing. "Never figured him for that," he murmured
to himself, before clambering out of the seat and heading down the dark-
ened aisle himself. A sliver of light from one of the lavatories opened
up just a bit as he approached, and a black-ringed eye dipped out of
sight. Looking around furtively and seeing nothing but the few scattered
furs all curled up in blankets asleep, the skunk opened the door and
stepped in quickly, locking the door behind himself.
The room was rather tight for two furs, he realized, but that just meant
he was plastered to Colin, and the skunk wrapped his arms around his
lover and kissed him roughly. Colin's slim tongue met his as they held
that for a few moments, then his head drew back and he smirked lightly.
"No time for the formalities, lover," the raccoon purred lightly,
reaching down to unbutton Erik's jeans - the skunk realized the other
fur's were already undone, and pushed them down off his hips - before
turning to lean over the sink.
"When you apologize, you go all out," Erik grinned at the reflection
smirking at him in the mirror, shoving his pants down and exposing his
very erect shaft before reaching down to draw the raccoon's ringed tail
to one side. "I didn't figure you for the sex-in-a-bathroom type..."
A saliva-covered paw slipped back to catch the skunk's cock, slickening
it up and moving to slide it between the soft-furred cheeks of the
raccoon's rump, Colin adjusting his position to give Erik a better angle
for entry. "We've been together all this time, I figured you'd have
figured that out... now get to work," he ordered. "Just take it slow at
first..."
"Mm, of course, lover," Erik murred as he shifted behind the raccoon,
"wouldn't want to ruin this lovely apology..." He felt the tight ring of
Colin's tailhole under his cocktip, lined up and pushed slowly, moaning
as the combination of saliva and his own precum helped him slip slowly
into his mate's warmth. The raccoon moaned quietly and ducked his head
as he pushed back to take more of that shaft, Erik moving inwards in
easy stages to give his lover the chance to adjust to the thickness
plunging into him, before the two were resting against one another, the
skunk's full length inside.
Pausing there, Erik's arms slipped around the raccoon's waist, hoisting
his legs just off the floor to give himself a bit more leverage. Colin
gave a light meep of surprise at that and grinned into the mirror,
nodding at Erik's inquisitive look and wriggling his hips around the
cock that impaled him. The skunk moaned softly and grinned as he planted
his feet and started to thrust, driving back and forth into the tight
hold of his lover's ass with little in the way of finesse.
"Mmm... this won't be a masterpiece," Erik murmured into the raccoon's
ear as he shoved firmly into him, grinding his hips against his furred
rump before thrusting again and nipping his way down the side of the
'coon's ear. "Hope ... mmmrf... hope you don't mind..."
Grinding back and slapping firmly onto the skunk's shaft, the raccoon
tilted his head and gave a soft groan of desire. "Not ... not at all... hard
and fast, lover," he murred lustily.
"Your wish is my pleasure." Reaching down to catch Colin's slim cock
in one paw and holding him up with the other, Erik drove roughly and
hard into the smaller fur, setting a fast pace and pumping the raccoon
in time with his motions. "Ooh... nice and naughty," he whispered as he
kept up that movement, savouring the clenching of the muscles around
his thickness as it drove in and out of the raccoon's rear.
Colin growled softly and closed his eyes as he concentrated on the feel
of the cock plunging in and out of him, pushing back to meet it steadily,
hissing at the pressure of the paw wrapped around his own erection and
leaking precum over those fingers. "Ohhh, yeah," he murmured. "That's
so nice, Erik... sooo..."
A rattle of the door stopped everything.
Both furs' eyes popped open in the mirror, shocked expressions turning to
face the door almost as if it might spring open to admit the entire
population of the train at any second. They froze, Erik's cock buried
deep in Colin, and held there as silence lay over the scene. There was a
moment of nothing before a quiet voice murmured, "Sorry," and they heard
the lavatory across the aisle open up and close.
The two breathed a shared sigh of relief, and their eyes met in the
mirror. They grinned, and Erik abruptly jammed hard into the raccoon,
rocking his hips roughly and pulling Colin onto him with short strokes
before biting into the back of his neck to prevent a lustful scream of
pleasure. His cock pulsed against the grip of Colin's inner walls and a
splash of heat, followed by another and another and still more, jetted
into the raccoon as he came wildly.
Colin murred with breathless pleasure and clenched as he felt his lover's
seed gushing into him steadily, smiling at the expression on the skunk's
face, that expression of pleasure and happiness that always came with
his orgasm. He relaxed slowly, wriggling his rump against Erik's hips
to extend that pleasure as much as he could.
With a final soft thrust, Erik ran down and slipped out of the raccoon,
letting his mate's feet hit the floor again but not relaxing just yet -
instead, Colin was spun around as the skunk dropped to engulf the
raccoon's entire length in his muzzle and suck eagerly. Colin urred in
surprise and gripped the skunk's soft ears, bucking his hips firmly into
the soft, warm mouth that had wrapped around him; Erik's skilled tongue
caressed around the shaft and tip quickly. The raccoon eagerly thrust
against that pleasure, lasting just a few moments before erupting into
his own orgasm, spattering the back of his lover's throat with sticky
cum that was quickly swallowed away. As he ran down and slumped back
against the sink, Colin watched Erik stand up and reached for a warm hug
and a deep, sticky kiss, then giggled breathlessly.
"Apology accepted?" he managed to ask through the suppressed gasps for
breath.
"Mmm, and some." Erik lightly kissed the raccoon's forehead, then
smirked. "Better clean up and sneak back out before someone figures
something out."
Colin chuckled and nodded, and they did so, tidying up as well as they
could and replacing their clothes. Erik peeked out of the lavatory and,
seeing the coast clear, ducked out to head back for his seat; he was just
getting reorganized under the blanket when he was joined by his lover.
"We should do that more often," Colin whispered in his ear as he snuggled
up against Erik's back.
"What, have sex in public?" Taking Colin's paw in his and drawing it to
his chest again, Erik snickered. "We could work on that, I guess." He
sighed happily and settled against his mate's warmth. "Goodnight, Colin."
"Goodnight, Erik." Silence descended once again, then: "Erik?"
"Mm?"
"You're still buying me dinner tomorrow."
"Damn."
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"Ride On The Rails"
(c) 2006, Tony Greyfox
All rights reserved. No reproduction without the permission of the author.