Boys Will Be Boys I
| Title: | Boys Will Be Boys I |
| Rating: | NC-17 |
| Content: | Hardcore yaoi | Yiff/Furry content |
| Viewer discretion: | advised. | * * *
Red text indicates homoeroticism. * * * | Bailey, a very well known lupine at his school, was walking home after school one day. He was staring at the sidewalk as he walked along. He was depressed. Usually, Bailey could be found depressed, but this time it was different. Today he had caught himself staring at another boy's sweaty chest in the locker room during his gym class-- and he got an erection because of it! Luckily, nobody that day had noticed his situation. Bailey's gym period was his last period before the day ended. When he got an erection, it stayed with him, whether he was horny or not, for at least thirty minutes. Bailey's friend Selena caught his erection on the bus, for she was very intelligent and observant as well. When Bailey finally got home, he went into his room after recieving and exploding in salutations. He took off his clothes-- all of his clothes-- and admired himself. He admired all about him-- his muscles, his perfect hair, his flawless 6.5 inches of crystal-hard penis... He was truly perfect in every way. But, he had one godforsaken weakness-- his inevitable attraction to his own sex. "God damn it," he cursed himself in a quiet whisper. "When will you learn? You're Christian, aren't you? God forbade homosexuality. Why must you do this? This is against all that is good-- so stop it!" Then, his phone rang. The black Samsung® vibrated as its tone resonated off of the purple walls. He answered it. "Hello?" he called. No answer. "Hello?" he tried again. This time, a soft voice squeaked, and Bailey reassured himself that it wasn't a jokester or a prank-caller. "Hi, if you need something," he spouted, "you need to say something or else I'll hang up." "No, please!" erupted Bailey's friend Anthony. "Don't hang up! For God's sakes, don't hang up!" Anthony sounded desperate. "Bailey," he begged, "can I please come over? It's an emergency!" "What type of emergency?" replied Bailey. "It's a special meeting-- I can't say over the phone, someone might hear." "Okay-- " The line disconnected before a single "goodbye" was said. "That was odd," Bailey clucked. Later that evening, the doorbell rang; and none other than Anthony stood at the door, quaking like Rikki-Tikki Tavi's Chuchundra. "W-we need to talk," he insisted, stammering. "I think I-- Wait, can I come inside first?" "Sure," his lupine friend guessed. The two boys entered the home silently and sat on the living room sofa. They both were silent, one waiting for the other to break the silence and the other waiting for one to finally say what he had intended. "I think," Anthony finally murmured, "that I'm in love with somebody." "Is that it?" Bailey scoffed. "No," Anthony squeaked. "That's only the beginning. I fear this because the one I love is a... is a boy, too, just like us." Bailey's jaw dropped to the coffee table below. "I'm sorry," he said, picking at his ear with his pinky, "I must have had some brimstone stuck in my ear. What was that?" "I think I'm in love with another boy," repeated Anthony, now rather annoyed. "Is that understood now?" "I... I think so," Bailey clucked, still trying to find out what the hell his friend just said. "You're in love with a guy?" "Yes," his vulpine friend hissed, "yes, a thousand times yes!" "With a guy?" Bailey began to laugh. Oh, shit, Anthony thought, I'm unsure I should have told him. "That's kinda fucked up," continued Bailey, laughing. "Forgive me for laughing, but, God!" Anthony only moaned in response to his friend's poking fun of him. Bailey hinted this and desisted his laughing. In fact, Bailey frowned. "I'm really sorry," he continued. "If there's anything I can do to help, I'll be glad to-- " "YOU IDIOT, IT'S YOU!!!" roared Anthony, interrupting Bailey, who was by this time scared. "Okay, okay, okay!" Bailey shrieked-- Wait a minute, what had Anthony just said?! It was him? Him of all people? "Anthony," he continued, flattered but frightened, "there are over four-billion people in this world, and you chose me?" "Well, yeah," Anthony sang, now shameless, "you're easily the smartest in your classes. And-- let's not be stupid or immature here-- you're pretty cute, to tell the truth." "Aww!" Bailey felt himself blush, and naturally he smiled. "That's nice, Anthony, but unfortunately I'm taken-- " Anthony scooted closer to Bailey and their hands touched on the sofa. Anthony's hand was severely warm and he was beginning to blush. "A-Anthony," gasped Bailey, "what are you doing?" "I've been waiting for this for a long time" was Anthony's reply. Passionately, Anthony kissed Bailey, whose expression told that the kiss was unexpected but nonetheless wanted. Bailey softened his lips and deepened the kiss, all the while dreaming of what it would be like to suck his rock-hard-- Wait, that's not right!...But it feels so right. Bailey felt his body tip backward as the anterior face of his head kissed the railing of the sofa. He felt his loose jeans slide off him as he finally acknowledged that the kiss had stopped. He felt his 7.5 inches knocking on the interior of his boxers; but this feeling didn't last long, for Anthony had pulled down his boxers along with his own and began sucking on them (his inches X3). Oh, the feeling was magnificent! Bailey moaned and groaned and bucked as the constant orgasms rocked his body. Finally, after five minutes of endless fellatio, he screamed, "I'm gonna cum!!!" "Ah, ah, ah," scolded Anthony, "not just yet. Choose a number: one or two." "Um," Bailey hesistated to consider his choice, the result unbeknownst. "How about two?" Anthony, after saying "As you wish," picked up his nine inch rock-hard dick and moistened it along with Bailey's fuckhole. "Get ready for the ride of your life," he murmured into Bailey's ear. In went the head. Bailey gasped to the sharp pain that coursed through his veins; but at the same time, although it hurt, it felt good. In went a quarter of the shaft. The pain was gone, and it felt even better than before. Bailey indicated this by moaning loudly in an A-flat key. In went a half of the shaft. "Okay," responded Anthony, "I'm gonna go all the way in. You're gonna make an excellent fucktoy." "You have no idea," replied Bailey, removing his shirt. Anthony thrust his john into Bailey's tight fuckhole. He went slowly, but that was enough to get Bailey to have multiple orgasms, and slowly emerged a really fun homoerotic orgy. In less than a minute, both the boys were constantly having orgasms. Bailey's were so intense, they contracted and stimulated his fuckhole. Anthony's were so intense, every shove was getting him closer and closer and closer to cumming. But, that was Anthony's objective, and Bailey knew it; yet he made no attempt to stop Anthony-- he couldn't move anyway. Two minutes later, Bailey's orgasms reached a climax, and the lupine cummed all over his own chest and face. Soon after-- and very, very soon indeed-- so did Anthony. He had all of his cum saved up from over the past month and a half. He had no tolerance for noctural emissions or masturbation during that time. Squirt! Splash! Biff! Sklat! Twelve times did Anthony cum into Bailey's tight fuckhole. Although Bailey had already cummed, that stopped no orgasm from escaping his lips; and he cummed again. After it was all over the whole sofa was soaked in Bailey's cum. Leaking from his fuckhole was Anthony's, white and clear; and some red liquid accompanied it. "That," panted Bailey, "was invigoratingly awesome." "Agreed," agreed Anthony. "Wanna do it again sometime?" "Definitely," smiled Bailey as he kissed his newfound lover. Never again had Bailey have been ashamed of his homosexuality thanks to his boi; and with each thrust grew the lovers' relationship; and nevermore was Bailey's naïveté everlasting. ###### Created by Bailey McCallister. Copyright © 2009 by Bailey McCallister, Keenen Davis & S.TV America All rights reserved. |