Crosswalk Encounter
Um... Hi. First story on Yiffstar, so I thought it should be simple, fun, and sexy. Don't read this one expecting too deep of a story or characters, 'least not quite yet. I'll probably follow it up with the second half. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it, and please send feedback!
There comes a time in every young panther's life where he needs to don his pair of ass-hugging, curvacious cut-offs, throw on his belly cut flaming pink tank top, and parade himself down a city sidewalk with a skip in his step.
For young Daniel, that time was right fucking now.
Now, Daniel by no means had a perfect body. His fur wasn't golden, merely yellow. He was, in his own eyes, a bit too scrawny. Too much sharp, not enough curve. But whatever he didn't have, he sure as hell made up for both in clothes and confidence. The well worn cut-offs were devilishly effective, accentuating both of his exquisite bulges. The bulge at the back, and the bulge at the front. And his walk, finely honed by years of faggotry, had enough swish to show off his adroit tail, and enough bounce to send his long luxurious locks of blonde hair cascading across his face. And to complete it all, he wore today his signature pearly-white, toothy feline smile.
Sashaying along, Daniel hummed. He noticed himself coming upon a quaint little crosswalk. Residing there, a dashing, masculine, and otherwise absolutely gorgeous husky. He was sporting broad shoulders, and a clean visage. He looked much too debonair for his setting. This husky, standing there in his tight shirt and tighter jeans, hadn't yet noticed Daniel. For Daniel, that just wouldn't do.
Parading past the canine and onto the street, Daniel turned. He waited until just the right moment where both the husky noticed him, and Daniel's hair had whipped across his face dramatically. Still strutting, Daniel raised his eyebrows and smiled. Just for good measure, he popped out his A-grade wink. "Flawless," or so Daniel thought.
Had Daniel not decided to wink at the husky, then he wouldn't have seen the husky's expression of minor befuddlement turn into downright horror. The canine's gaze focused on something over Daniel's shoulder. Daniel twisted his head around to see a very mobile greyhound bus.
Time was moving much too slow for Daniel, but still too fast to move. The most he could do was close his eyes and hope that he didn't make too much of a splatter. But as a rough hand clasped around his neck and yanked him savagely back, He realized that the husky wasn't looking for a horror show.
A rush of air followed by a rush of fear.
Time sped back to normal for Daniel. He was still too paralyzed to do anything but watch the rest of the bus not paste him. Instead, it drove harmlessly around the corner. After a few seconds of recovery, poor Daniel's shaky brain put together what had almost happened. He also remembered the husky stopped it.
Daniel was always talented at saying thank you. Right then adrenaline, boldness and bravado made Danny's decision. There, at that moment, it was obvious what to do.
Again the panther whirled around, even faster than he had before. Before either of them knew it, Daniel's palms were flat against a brick wall with that husky pinned between. The dog, realizing that there was a building behind him, a rather affectionate panther in front of him, and two arms on either side, elected to say something.
"I-- aoumf!"
Daniel never heard it, however, because he was busy planting his lips straight onto that cute husky's surprised face.
This time, everything slowed down for the husky. As the canine was pressed against the wall he felt the warm tongue of the panther exploring his muzzle. He felt the purring feline's tight embrace. He felt the bulge attempting to escape the panther's lower clothing.
And hey, it looked like the husky was pitching a tent of his own. The hound's thoughts scrambled to figure something out. "Is this right? Is this wrong?" he kept trying to decide. But his thoughts seemed to be overridden by a "HOLY FUCK THIS IS HOT." The husky's heart fluttered like a giggling school girl. At this point, the only satisfaction he could get was through the amorous young man against him. He didn't think about what he was going to do, as much as let himself do it.
A few seconds went by, with the canine just letting himself lean there and be kissed. Then, the husky started to move. He brought his arms up to enwrap the small of the panther's back. At the same time, he ground his hips forward. This generated a slightly uncomfortable but oh-so-arousing sensation of cock on denim, on denim, on cock, and the grinding thereof. Stifling a moan, the husky also started to kiss back.
Daniel felt many flavors of joy as his affections were returned. As good as Daniel was at giving a thank you, this husky seemed to be equally skilled at receiving them. This blew a whole wave of happy chemicals through Daniel's system. Giddy would be an epic understatement. After what Danny had been sure was absolutely ages, he broke off the kiss. Not to look around. Not to say something. But to catch his breath.
Daniel purred deep inside of his throat, and smiled devilishly at the husky.The Husky grinned back. They both knew now was not the time for words.
Now was the time for Daniel to pull the husky off the wall, and go to work with paws. His skilled, feline, paws that worked their way down onto the base of the husky's tail. And one skilled feline paw then maneuvered it's way to the other side, grabbing tight the crotch of the panting dog. Every motion of his saturated with want. Daniel also decided the husky's neck could use some attention. Danny set to work nibbling, sucking, and licking at the thick fur. Sweetly and carefully grooming his new lover. The heady, musky scent drove him on.
The husky took this all very, very well.
The canine was distracted with the passions, pleasures and purring of the current events. But not yet distracted enough to forget that they were still in honest and public day light. He much desired to take this somewhere private.
The walk back to the husky's place was short, sexy and very imprudent. Naughty places were touched many times, often provoking a yelp or giggle. But despite the mutual molestation, they both made it to the cozy little apartment the husky knew as his own. It was smallish, but tastefully decorated. The abode had a casual atmosphere and refreshing temperature, but was obviously cared for. Their current room was a kitchen/living room combo, with two other doors at the end of a small hallway. The husky escorted Daniel in. He closed the door. Then he locked it. The canine turned around, and again tried to talk.
He was met by a panther's paw silently asserting itself over the husky's mouth. Daniel was behind it. Daniel saw the husky smile. He removed his paw when he was sure the message was sent.
In a flash of creativity, Daniel decided to try something. Never turning away, Daniel proceed to back up. Using all of his feline grace, he sauntered away, head bowed. He swayed seductively, hair turning in the air like smoke. Tail swinging deftly but still subdued. His hands, being the workers of mischief they were, maneuvered themselves to the bottom of his tank top. Daniel slid it off quickly. The rush of air playing through his copper-bronze fur helped to cool some of the heat being awoken. Daniel was now in his element. He was on a high. The confidence and intimancy, honesty and touch of naughtiness was the natural habitat of this panther. Some primal part of him wanted this.
His left hand drew across his smooth and graciously curved stomach. Ran deep through his fur. Came to rest on the button of his shorts. He had softened a bit on the walk here, but was now uncomfortably engorged again He could feel himself painfully straining at the edges of his garment. One little button was the last bit holding in the lusts of this piqued feline. The right hand went to the edge of that button. Tapping, Tapping patiently. He could see now that the radiance of the husky's grin.
Danny winked again.