The Sentinel
The Sentinel
Matthew cautiously walked into the bar, the usual sounds and smells greeted him as he walked towards his usual seat. The uninterrupted thumping beat meant he had arrived in time. Matthew showed up for this every week without fail, he breathed in deeply inhaling the musky scent of the males who inhabited the bar.
He ordered a vodka martini from the bartender trying for all the world not to seem like a wallflower and failing miserably, because while Matthew had been coming to the bar for a number of weeks now it was never openly and Matthew was much to shy to even respond some of the cuter guys who hit on him. There were a few and they always complimented him on his cute tail, Matthew had such trouble talking to them.
He wished he could be confident, wished he could be open about his sexuality but he was so afraid of what his friends would think of him. That hadn't however stopped him practicing pole dancing with a pole he installed in his apartment room, he didn't have many people around so he never had to explain it. People were often shocked to learn Matthew wasn't seeing anyone, they always told the husky that he could probably have anyone he wanted with his figure.
Matthew had also recently applied for the open position on the dance crew for the club, he knew he was competing against a lot of people, this being a club that actually paid its dancers a retainer for staying with them.
The Club was fairly standard as clubs came, its name "Midnight" flashed up here and there projected from lights hidden in the ceiling, what was unusual was that it had a large stage for pole dancing and another separate area for a free dancing. Midnight was not a strip joint but employed a few brilliant dancers to entertain those who lounged in the bar section. This made Midnight the real place to be seen for the gay scene, being a mix of sexuality and class.
The music in the bar slowly quieted down and the loungers all sat down in their seats, this one performance was the reason why quite a few of the loungers turned up this night and every other night it was on. The lights dulled right down and the smell of male excitement grew thick in the air, Matthew inhaled deeply taking the scent in as another song began to play.
The beat of the song was strong and rhythmic and Matthew was unconsciously tapping his hand against his leg with the beat, just as the music reached its point and the lyrics began the lights snapped on to reveal the dancer.
There he was in all his glory and every eye on the room was on him even the bartender who experienced his show every day, every week stopped what he was doing to watch the performance unfolding in front of him.
The dancer moved sinuously forwards every muscle in his body flowing like water over rocks, his eyes swept across the crowd. They carried a note of challenge almost daring the audience to move closer and demanding they adore him. The crowd was too ready to obey him, nowhere to be found was the usual hooting and whistling that one would expect from such a performance instead an almost holy silence broken only by the thumping music that accompanied the dancer's exotic movements.
Matthew noticed some of the audience members were so entranced that they weren't even breathing, he felt envious at the power the dancer commanded over his audience, the dancer was flawless in his flow as every move showed off his perfectly sculpted body to the audience.
Matthew's attention snapped firmly onto the dancer as the otter finally reached the pole in the centre of the stage, all before this had merely been the foreplay and now the show really began. The otter swung out hooking one leg on the pole to keep his body grounded as he showed off his well toned body, every move the dancer made was made to capture the audience, to flaunt his perfect body.
The dancer swung out holding on with both hands as he slid to the floor towards some of the closer audience members, Matthew admired the muscles in the otter's arm that seemed as if they had been carved from stone, the otter pulled himself up short of the stage's edge taunting the nearby loungers with his body.
He strode back to the pole his hips moving with feminine grace each stride an invitation overlayed with his challenge, the otter started another swing and Matthew a glimpse of something like ecstasy on the dancer's face as the otter swung up inverting himself this time showing off the superb muscles in his legs and a rather impressive pant bulge.
The audience almost groaned as his head touched the floor and the otter righted himself with pole hiding the sculpted legs and the prize between them, the dancer turned to face the audience almost bowing and licked his lips with his bright pink tongue in a blatantly sexual way.
The otter rounded back with a grin as the music drew to a close and the crowd grew frantic as they too realised how close the show was to its finish, the dancer drew up to the pole as if it were a lover and raised his head in apparent pleasure he slowed pushed his rear out sexually taunting the crowd again.
The dancer manipulated crowd as they all leaned inwards towards his display, he suddenly spun back denying them any further glimpses of his perfectly formed behind, Matthew caught the otter's eyes again and saw the laughter sparkling in them as the otter continued to taunt the crowd sliding sensually against the pole.
The music drew to a close and otter began walking away swinging his hips the same way he had earlier with such a feminine flair as if he couldn't resist one last taunt to the crowd, the curtains closed behind the otter and Matthew realised to his embarrassment that his pants were tenting quite badly but that didn't make him unique, every male in the room was sporting an erection after the show.
Matthew sat there just holding his drink until a ferret approached him, Matthew recognised the ferret from the stage strangely enough though it looked like the ferret wanted something from him.
"Are you Matthew?" the ferret asked politely.
"Ah...y-yes" Matthew said stumbling over his words.
"Sentinel wants to see you" said the ferret nodding his head towards a door near the stage "Come on"
Matthew sat up immediately and practically ran after the ferret who was slowly weaving his way through the crowd back towards a door that Matthew assumed led to behind the stage. Envious whispers followed Matthew as he was led to the door, the ferret punched in a code and held the door open for Matthew "Just go straight, he'll probably be in the bathroom, he likes to relax after performing" the ferret said laconically and walked off leaving Matthew to make his own way to the bathroom.
Matthew followed the ferret's vague directions and found the bathroom, he could hear water running as he walked in and saw mist from an overly hot shower drifting out from one of the far cubicles. He cautiously walked up and saw the fantasy of his dreams standing naked in the shower letting the water run luxuriously down his back.
The otter turned around and saw Matthew standing there, "Oh come on now, get over here let me see you" he said in a slightly amused voice.
Matthew nervously stepped forwards towards the naked otter that rolled his eyes, "I'm not going to bite I saw the video you sent in with your application. It was the best video I saw out of the lot, you look like you have talent and I need to see your body shape to get a better idea" the otter explained patiently.
The otter reached out and began to unbutton Matt's shirt "Body shape, I said. Off with the clothes" the otter said grinning.
Matthew undid his belt and dropped his pants, kicking them back with practised ease, he shrugged off his shirt as well, "Underwear too" the otter continued.
Matthew ditched his last piece of clothing, "Good to see that you've lost that prudishness, I was worried that Talk had grabbed the wrong person. Your video was quite impressive but I have to ask something out of safety concerns. Are you doing this for money or the sake of it?" the otter said very seriously looking Matt straight in the eyes.
"For the fun of it" Matthew replied matching the otter's stare.
"Good, people who do this for the money crash and burn so quickly. Its fun, there is no denying that but it also hard really, really hard work" the otter warned.
Matthew nodded, "I understand"
"You really don't until you've done it for a while but I think you'll do well. Now Talk went off and left me all alone here and I get a little tense after the performance, I saw in your list of past jobs you worked as a masseur" the otter replied.
"I did, would you like me to-", Matthew started.
"Definitely" the otter interrupted leading Matthew towards the back of the bathroom.
The otter walked over to a table which seemed designed for that very purpose, the otter continued playing with Matthew by doing his feminine walk Matthew blushed as his body responded.
"Get that cute tail of yours over here, husky boy" the otter said playfully.
Matthew approached slowly painfully aware of his body's reaction to the taunting otter's antics the otter seemed not to notice or maybe not to care about Matthew's reaction to his playing. Matthew looked underneath the table and was surprised to see a very varied and high priced collection of massaging oils and lotions.
"I haven't seen such a huge collection before" Matthew said examining the bottles with interest, he came across one that he absolutely knew he had to use, if the otter wanted to play then Matthew wanted to show he could play back.
The otter felt Matthew's hand run firmly up and down his back covered in some fine oil, scented oil the otter inhaled deeply trying to place the scent. It smelt familiar but he couldn't place it, he relaxed in Matthew's hands but his mind was still working on the oil's scent. As Matthew poured more of the oil into his hands to keep them sliding smoothly, the otter got a strong whiff of the oil, he grinned.
Evidently he had underestimated Matthew, the oil contained a refined male scent that explained why he recognised it he smelt it every time he went out to dance. The otter felt his muscles relax underneath Matthew's very competent hands which seemed a lot more confident than the canine who wielded them. The otter wondered whether he should prove his point why dancing was so hard now before this got fun or afterwards, he glumly pointed out to himself that it would be massively unfair to do something like that after having fun.
With a heavy sigh he turned over to face Matthew "Matthew, I have to make a point about how hard dancing is on you. How do you think you've been in this room?" he asked.
"About twenty minutes" Matthew replied feeling confused as to the otter's sudden change of mood.
"Now ask yourself why is it that I know your name but you don't know mine?" the otter asked keeping his tone even.
Matthew stood there in silence not fully understanding the otter's point "How many weeks have you come to see me perform? About six weeks?"
"Yeah" Matthew replied still not fully understanding.
"And for all those times you showed up did you find out my name?" the otter continued.
Matthew finally realised the otter's point.
"Once you step out there you don't have a name, look at what I called the ferret, Talk, and he called me Sentinel. We name each other for the name of the first song we danced to because that is probably the only name that the audience will ever associate with us" the otter finished.
Matthew sat on the edge of the massaging table trying to think "Sorry to ruin the mood but I have seen too many people broken because they didn't want to understand" the otter said sadly.
Matthew looked up "What is your name?"
The otter started "What?"
"What's your name?" Matthew repeated.
"Jason" the otter replied "Of all the people I've said that too you are the only one who ever asked my name. Thanks"
Matthew looked down at his legs and saw he had accidentally rubbed the oil into his fur "Oh bugger, that's going to look weird with streaks of oil in it"
Jason burst out laughing "Oh you'll do well here mate."
Matthew slipped off the table and took a look at some of the bottles of oil "You know some of these can be used in the shower" he said, the invitation implicit in his voice.
"I do love hot shower" Jason said sitting up right and more literally slipping of the table due to the oil on his back. He landed hard on his backside, Matthew winced in sympathy and offered Jason a hand up, Jason gratefully took it.
"I need not to do that more often" Jason said touching his sore backside.
"Sorry about that, I should have rubbed the oil in more thoroughly" Matthew apologised.
Jason just laughed "You can make it up to me later but for now, the shower."
With a faint hiss of water and steam the shower started up again sending faint streamers of fog slithering across the bathroom floor, Jason let the water cascade off him the water flowed off in streamers as his waterproof fur turned the water aside.
Matthew joined him, Jason suppressed a laugh as Matthew's head fur was slowly matted down by the water "Oh don't even say a word" Matthew growled out playfully.
There was a second gush of water as Jason turned on the smaller secondary shower head below the first and with a slight click it came away in Jason's hand. Matthew took one look at the evil look on the otter's face "Don't even think about it" he warned.
Jason sprayed Matthew's fur soaking the husky thoroughly, he giggled with laughter as Matthew tried to grab him but the oil on the otter's fur only aided him in dodging the soaked canine. Matthew stumbled and ended up pressed against the shower wall Jason moved up behind him and began kissing his neck.
Matthew gasped as he felt the otter's teeth nip the nape of his neck, he instinctively raised his tail as the otter pinned him against the wall. Jason might not have looked like much but years of dancing and workouts had given the otter a definite advantage over Matthew.
The shower piece lay forgotten on the shower floor as Jason ground against Matthew, the husky whined as he felt the otter's shaft rubbing against his back slowly descending lower towards his exposed tail hole.
"Do you want it?" Jason whispered into Matthew's ear.
"Y-y-yes" Matthew stammered inwardly stunned.
Jason's shaft pressed against Matthew's tail hole slowly spearing him open, the wide head of his cock taking a hard thrust to bury in Matthew, the water acting as lube allowing Jason to penetrate deep into the husky's insides. Matthew moaned softly as Jason's eight inch cock was slowly thrust to the hilt, he gave a soft gasp as Jason began pulling out.
Jason began building up a steady tempo pounding Matthew into the shower wall, he grinned in satisfaction as Matthew squealed from a particularly deep thrust.
Matthew moaned, his cock dripping precum onto the shower floor as Jason pushed him closer to the shower wall, he gasped as Jason's cock pressed against his prostate. Matthew's cock throbbed and spurted precum onto the wall, the white cum quickly washed away by the hot shower.
The sound of Jason thighs slapping against Matthew's vulnerable rump echoed throughout the bathroom leaving no doubt to anyone who might enter to what the pair were engaged in, Jason's balls bounced against Matthew's behind as he really began humping the husky, forcing his thick shaft deep into Matthew and pounding him until the husky began to yip from sensory overload.
Jason's fingers wrapped themselves around Matthew's shaft and began jerking swiftly on the sensitive husky cock, Matthew whined in desperate pleasure as Jason squeezed on his swollen knot bringing the husky ever closer to an explosive orgasm.
The bathroom door creaked open one of the bouncers desperate for a piss had tried the Dancers' Bathroom convinced it would be empty by this time, the hound blushed deep red and slowly backed out the door shutting it as quietly as he could when he made out what the pair in the furthest set of showers was doing.
Jason was determined to finish the husky before he did, he squeezed down again behind Matthew's knot, he grinned as he felt Matthew's balls draw up in preparation to soak the shower wall in cum. Jason thrust particularly hard into Matthew grinding the wide head of his cock against Matthew's prostate and whispered in his ear "Cum for me husky"
Matthew gasped as he came, his knot swelling up in Jason's hand as he sprayed the shower wall with cum. His cock jerked and spurted as he thrust forward into Jason's tightly clenched hand trying to milk his orgasm.
Jason kept thrusting as Matthew came he adjusted himself so that his cock would rub right across Matthew's prostate making the husky's cock spray an extra few spurts of thick cum onto the walls. Jason felt his own orgasm creeping up now, the husky's tight tail hole had been desperately milking him as Matthew came and his balls were drawing up to his body in anticipation of filling Matthew to the brim with his hot cum.
Jason's hips sped up until they were practically a blur he pounded the husky's tail hole until with a pleasured moan he came pumping Matthew's insides full of his cum. Matthew groaned as the thick shaft spurted inside him, Jason held Matthew close hilted to him as his balls twitched as they feed more cum into the waiting tail hole.
Gradually the flow of cum stopped and Jason loosened his hold on Matthew. With great regret Jason pulled his cock from Matthew's tail hole, they both basked in the afterglow of their climaxes. They both jumped and swore as the water became icy cold, "Mother of God" Jason cursed "Bloody thing"
Jason quickly turned off the water "Power must have cut out" he murmured. He looked over at Matthew who was shivering from the cold, he saw the ancestral instinct building in Matthew "Don't-", he started.
Matthew shook himself, shaking the water from his fur sending it flying through the air to shower Jason with a flurry of icy drops of water. Matthew stood there, fur slightly more dry, and looked over at Jason "Oh sorry" he apologised.
"Ah it was going to happen anyway" Jason said with a sigh of frustration.
Matthew looked at Jason who was still standing there with the icy drops of water rolling off his body and burst out laughing. Jason glared at Matthew for a few seconds before joining in. Jason walked over to the bench and pulled out two towels and tossed one to Matthew "Not that you need it after that"
Matthew rubbed himself vigorously with the towel trying to dry his fluffy fur "Ah this isn't going to do it anyway, I need to blow dry it" he said tossing the soaked towel aside.
Jason looked up with interest "My apartment isn't too far from here, it is pretty late, why don't you stay the night with me? It'll save time in the morning" he offered.
Matthew smiled and hugged Jason "That'd be great"
Jason laughed feeling happier than he had in a long time "Alright, come on you wet dog, it's this way"
By Smiling Wolf