Finding a Spot
#6 of Locker Buds
Another continuation of the "Locker Buds" series. Thank you guys for the favorites and votes so far, I can't tell you how much it's appreciated. If you have an itching thought about how to improve the stories, please feel free to comment below, I can take the criticism. If you have an itching idea for a story, send me a message and I'll get right on it.
18+ story so sorry kiddies, not for you
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Waking up to the warm smell of freshly made pancakes, I know it's going to be a good day. I look over to the glowing alarm clock sitting on my bedside table, it reads 10:38, a late weekend morning.
Finally, Saturday! Time to relax and put off homework.
"Kai, breakfast!" my mother calls from down the hall.
"Alright, I'll be there in a minute." I call back, excited to eat my mom's specialty breakfast. I roll out from under the covers and almost step on a lump of gray fur and blanket sleeping on the floor. Jason had slept over Friday night, our video game adventuring lasted long into the night. Jason lies peacefully sleeping, probably exhausted for our late night. His face is so relaxed, smiling at the corners of his mouth in the cutest, most innocent way. I sit there for a while, simply watching Jason as he sleeps. His nose twitches, picking up the scent of food and he stirs awake, blinking at the morning sunlight that floods the room.
He looks up to see me watching over him, "Hey," he mumbles, through a sleepy voice, rubbing the tiredness out of his eyes with his fluffy paws.
"Hey yourself," I say leaning down for a quick peck on his cheek, "Sorry you couldn't sleep on the bed, I didn't want my mom to get any... ideas."
Jason blushes at the thought, "Don't worry about it, the floor's pretty comfy actually. I'd um, rather not get caught either," he says sitting up.
"Kai! The food's getting cold!" my mom calls again.
"Speak of the devil. Coming!" I yell back down the hall, "Come on, my mom makes some killer pancakes."
We both stand up and make our way towards the door, I turn around to face Jason who is striding confidently pant-less, balls and plump sheath hanging as exposed as the day he was born, "Um Jason, as much as I love those," I say, keeping my voice low, gesturing towards his exposed crotch, "I don't think my mom would be very appreciative of you strutting out in your birthday suit."
"Oh," Jason says glancing at his exposed sheath, "I-I'll go grab my PJ's," he blushes hard and quickly returns to pile of blankets he was sleeping in. Digging through the bedding he retrieves a pair plaid cotton pants bottoms and puts on a plain white tee-shirt.
I look long and hard at his clothed self, seeing the rough outline of the previously exposed plump sheath through the plaid PJ's, "I gotta say," I whisper as he walks towards me, "I like you better naked." He blushes and quickly walks through the door, tail swinging from side-to-side and hips swaying in his signature fashion.
We make our way to the dining room, steaming food already laid out on the table. Pancakes, sausage, freshly picked strawberries with the slightest amount of sugar sprinkled on top, it is a breakfast of champions.
"Thanks for making breakfast Ms. Sharon," Jason calls to the living room where my mother sits with a coffee and news paper in hand.
"Oh you're welcome hun," her soft voice replies, "I wish Kai had your manners."
"Ha, if only," I sneer, sitting in my place next to Jason, "But this does look really good mom."
"Well good, I'm glad you like it," she says idly, flipping the page of her paper, "Sorry to say, but I'm gonna have to go into work in about, maybe by the time you're done with breakfast."
"I don't know what we'll ever do without you," I say sarcastically through a mouthful of pancakes.
"Oh hush now wise ass," she jokes with a smile, "You'd never get pancakes like that if I didn't make them. Anyways, promise me you boys will do something more than play video games all day. I don't want to come home to find a pair of lumps in front of a screen, okay?"
I look over at Jason with a grin, "Oh we will, don't worry about that," I say, causing Jason to suddenly find the floor very interesting.
"Good," she takes a final sip of coffee, and sets the mug and paper down, "Well then I'm off! Clear off the table when you're done okay? I don't want sticky plates sitting out all day, and Jason, make Kai do the work, you are our guest after all."
Jason lets out a tiny giggle, "Yes ma'am," he says with a goofy look at me.
"Alright boys, have fun!" she says walking out the door, "I'll be back around five!"
With the gentle slam of the front door, she leaves the building. Continuing my pancake consumption efforts, I notice Jason has stopped eating, "Not hungry?"
"Well I am actually," he says leaning back in his chair, "But I'm your guest, so you're gonna have to feed me."
"I don't think that's-"
"I shall not take these petty excuses!" Jason say with a grandiose gesture, stifling a grin, "I am your guest and you shall feed me!"
We stare at each other for a brief moment, trying to keep straight faces but Jason's new found status is just too much, we burst out laughing. Our shared laughter lasts so long, our eyes are watery and guts are sore. Recovering from this outburst I reach out and take his fork and begin to cut up his pancakes, "Alright Jason, here you go," I say reaching out a forked pancake towards his mouth.
Still red in the face from laughter, Jason opens his mouth to accept the syrupy pancake, "Mmm, and no more of this 'Jason' ridiculousness, from now on you shall call me 'master.'"
"Jasooon," I say with a drawn out complaint, secretly enjoying it.
He points to his ear, "Sorry, what was that," he says with a joking arrogance, still trying to contain his smile.
Sighing I reach to give him another bite, "Yes, master."
Trading seductive glances, I continue feeding Jason. "Another bite master?" I ask. He nods. "Accidentally" missing his mouth, I shove the sticky pancake across the side of his muzzle, smearing it with sweet syrup, "Sorry, master," he reaches for a napkin. Intercepting his paw, I say, "Let me take care of it master."
At first, I take the napkin towards his cheek, acting like I'll use it. Dropping the napkin, I stick out my long tongue and lick the sugary syrup off his jaw. With long slow strokes I slurp the stickiness from his fur. Jason groans as my tongue probes his lips, searching for an entrance to his mouth. A noticeable bulge forming in his plaid pajamas, I reach between his legs for "support." I grazes my claws over the bulge, just barely tantalizing it with my touch This elicits another, louder groan form Jason, the tent in his pants growing rapidly. Noticing the strain on the fabric on my own pants, "Master, I think it's time we move to the bedroom."
Jason, lost in the soft glancing touches of my claw-tips responds in a dreamy voice, "Mm, yes indeed, you must carry me there, however. I am your master after all."
Looking at his size, I hesitate, but feeling the increasingly large bulge in my pants I agree, "Yes master."
I pick him up, awkwardly stumbling at first trying to get a sense of balance, but then Jason helps a little by wrapping his arms around my shoulders. We are now face to face, bulges touching down below and mouths intertwined up high. I start to walk, every step grinding our tented pants together, sending wave of pleasure throughout both our bodies.
By the time we arrive in my room, we're both heavy breathed from the grinding sensations of walking bulge to bulge. I lay Jason down on the bed, "What now master?" I ask with in a submissive tone.
"Strip for me, let me see what's hiding under those clothes," he says licking his lips in anticipation.
I stride towards the space between his legs, turning around and grazing my tail over his ever expanding bulge. I stick out my ass as I grips the waist of my pants, pressing my butt between his legs.
He growls in satisfaction, pressing back slightly against my clothed behind. I slowly pull down on the waist of my pants, revealing my plump cheeks as I do. Sitting back, his cock takes it's rightful place between my cheeks, grinding hard against them as I finish removing my pants.
Jason starts to reach for his own, but I slap his paw away before it can reach his waist, "Let me master."
I kneel down between his legs, licking up his tented pants as I go. When my tongue reaches his waist, I bite down and slowly tug his pants off, revealing his enormous red cock.
Jason moaning in pleasure the entire way down, "Pleasure me, bitch," he dds with a desperate tone.
"Yes master!" I call excitedly, licking up his full balls, past his sheath, all the way to the tip of his pulsing red rod.
"Mm, yeah that's a good little bitch," he huffs thorough a tight jaw of pleasure.
I take his cock with my long canine tongue, wrapping around his shaft. I move up and down his rod, tasting his sweet pre-cum that coats his length entirely. I reach both paws up, one begins teasing his balls with it's claw tips, the other reaches under, massaging around his tight tailhole.
Jason moans as he feels his tail being touched, thrusting upwards with his hips. I lick to the top of his cock once more, then shove its hot length into my drooling maw, hungry for his length. I smell Jason's thick musk, scented of savory home-baked goods, as his cock plunges further into my hungry muzzle. His tips teases the back of my throat for a moment, but the extra stimulation on his tip causes Jason to buck his hips, thrusting his thick rod into my throat. This time I take it, allowing its throbs to sends shivers of heat down my spine.
I wipe some of the leaking pre from my mouth with a paw, and use it to lube up his tight ass, allowing me to shove a single digit in, "Ooh fuuuuuuuck meeee," he groans as I shove my first finger in his tight tailhole. He now thrusts in both directions, pushing my finger further in his ass and his cock back down my throat. I take a second finger and insert it then a third, then a fourth. "Mmm yeees," he moans and groans as I reach my digits as far in as they can go, "oh- ahh- fuck me like the dog I am bitch - ah- stick that blue cock in me, your mm- master commands it."
I remove the red cock from my dripping mouth, "Yes master," I whisper in his ear. I flip him over. Raising his ass in the air in front of me, I smell the familiar scent of home baking, emanating from his exposed tail hole. I reach in with my paws, spreading his cheeks to get better access to his tight hole. I take a long slurp up from the bottom of his balls this the base of his tail, tasting his thick musk the entire way. Then I ravage his ass using a combination of fast moving fingers and an gile tongue.
"Aaah! Mmm- oh," Jason convulses with pleasure not able to form words other than the clearly communicated language of his body saying "Fuck me like there's no tomorrow."
Not one to disobey the words of my master, I remove my tongue and fingers, leaving a dripping mess of his ass, and climb over Jason's ass so that I looked like a dog mounting his bitch. I grab my glowing blue rod and plunge it straight into Jason's ass, not taking my time, just letting my feral instincts take over.
My hips move rapidly, plunging my length in and out of Jason as fast as my legs would allow. We are both breathing and grunting with unbelievable pleasure as I destroy Jason's tailhole with my knotted cock. I swear my length feels bigger then ever before, I can slide out and plunge so far in that both our bodies lunges at each of my thrusts. My growing knot bangs against his entrance once, then enters, still sliding in and out with each thrust with a wet pop.
Jason screams out in pleasure as my knot stretches his sphincter to the limit, clawing at the sheets as it pistons in and out. The bigger the knot gets, the harder it is to pull it back out from his tight ass. I try my best to keep going but the pleasure is too much. I thrust my knot in one last time, but can't manage to pull it out. I growl in effort, "I'm not done yet."
I bang my hips against Jason's, slapping our heavy hanging balls together with each forward thrust. Jason's ass tightens around my cock suddenly, " AAHH, YEEA KAIII!" he screams, his entire body shuddering in orgasmic pleasure. The tightness become too much to handle, I thrust deep into his pulsing ass and spurt my seed into his ravaged ass, knot preventing any from escaping. My balls pulling tight, I pump his ass full of cum, feeling Jason's convulsions as his cock pulses, squirting cum all over the bed.
I collapse on top of Jason, feeling his chest rise and fall with heavy breaths in lieu of our intense fucking, "How did I do master," I ask jokingly.
"Okay geez you can stop now, " he says laughing though heavy breaths.
I lean over so my muzzle is right next to Jason's ear, "I love you, Jason."
His breath stutters, I feel his heart beat rapidly below me, "I-I love you too."
My entire body is over come with warmth, I knew it was true already but hearing him say it out loud is the greatest thing of all. I hug him tightly from behind, squeezing him as close as possible.
I notice the mess on the bed sheets, cum splattered everywhere along with various other fluids, "We need a spot," I think out loud.
"A spot?" Jason asks.
"Yeah you know a place where we meet up so we can... do this," I give a playful thrust against Jason, causing him to collapse on the bed.
"Hmm, yeah, actually I think I know just the place."