Summer Movie Nights
So, this came from a random bought of inspiration, and I had to write it. It's the first thing I've written since November, so I hope I didn't go all rusty. Anyways, I present this for your fapping pleasure. Assuming you are eighteen years old or over, and don't plan on stealing my characters and ideas without my permission. Enjoy! :3
"So, dude, what do you want to watch?" Lionel asked as he bent down and started digging around under the entertainment system; his tail twitching in thought.
"I dunno, what do you have?" Meeka said plopping down onto the couch with a big bowl of popcorn.
Lionel shifted around a bunch of wires and game controllers and pulled forward a stack of DVDs. He ran his paw down the pile, reading through the titles. He picked out a few and sat back holding them up to his feline friend, who was already working on the salty pile of popcorn in nothing but his pajama pants. His calico fur was splotched all over his body with a spot that looked like a star on his left shoulder. He had a toned chest, which he liked to show off as often as he could, and was the best on the basketball team in high school. Well, at least he was. It was his and Lionel's last summer before they would be going off to different colleges across the country, and they had made a pact to spend as much time together as they could stand.
They had been friends since kindergarten when Meeka put a slug in the teacher's desk and blamed it on Lionel. The teacher ended up loving the slug and the rest of the day was spent with her teaching the kids all about the new class pet. They were best friends ever since, and grew up together. While Meeka took a more athletic route, Lionel took a more academic path and fell in love with reading and writing. They had planned on going to college together too, but when Meeka got a full ride offer at a college in Maryland, and Lionel got a scholarship for a school in Oregon, that plan unfortunately ended.
Lionel didn't like talking about the future of their friendship, because he was rather shy and had grown rather attached to his only friend. He didn't fit in with the rest of Meeka's crowd because he was a thin, geeky little cat who didn't find much enjoyment in sports. He'd rather sit and read or write stories in his notebook. He had thick stripped fur that helped to hide some of his lankiness, but it was all fluff. He liked to hide behind big baggy clothing that draped over his delicate frame.
"Well, we have Walking Silver, New to Me, and my personal favorite, Island of Death," Lionel said shaking the DVD case in his paw and making spooky ghost noised before chuckling.
"Island of death?" Meeka asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, it's one of those B-movies from the sixties. It's about a group of tourists who travel to an island near Hawaii that is infested with zombies."
"An island near Hawaii?"
"Yeah. Shut up," Lionel said cracking the case open. "We're watching it."
He slipped the DVD into the player and plopped down next to his friend to discover that the bowl of popcorn was already almost gone.
"Jeeze, you eat a lot," he said tilting the bowl toward him and letting the un-popped cornels roll around.
"Can't help it, I'm a growing boy!"
Lionel flicked a piece of popcorn at him and said, "Well, you'd better stop growing soon, I don't think I can afford to feed a black hole for the whole summer."
"Oh, I'll show you a black hole..." Meeka said standing up, bending over and teasing to pull down his pants.
"Eww dude, no one wants to see that," Lionel said standing up with the bowl. "I'm going to make some more popcorn. You stay here and watch the movie. And try to keep your pants on if you can."
"I make no promises," Meeka said laughing as the striped cat walked out of the room rolling his eyes.
A few minutes later, Lionel walked back in with a full bowl of popcorn and sat down next to his friend who was intently watching the movie. He placed the bowl between them and settled down. He lifted up the corner of the blanket that Meeka was now wrapped in and started shoveling fist-fulls of the popcorn into his mouth.
The last of the sun disappeared under the horizon and the room went dark except for the glowing screen of the TV.
The two of them watched the cheesy zombies chase after the over-acting tourists. Lionel's claws scraped against the bottom of the now empty bowl and Meeka jumped. As he landed and smoothed out his fur trying to pretend nothing had happened, Lionel just laughed and stared.
"Oh, shut up. It's a good movie."
"Haha, told you. Now, give me your brains!" Lionel said as he pantomimed the zombies' movements.
They both laughed. Lionel put the bowl on the ground and shuffled into the blanket more. He noticed that Meeka moved away awkwardly, but he didn't think too much of it and his attention was quickly back on the screen since one of the zombies was ripping through someone's skull.
"We're the only ones left," the dolled up squirrel in the torn dress said looking up into the tall, square-chinned mongoose.
"Yes. Yes we are. The last ones alive... on Death Island," he said as dramatic music played.
"Carl, what's that on your arm?"
Carl lifted his paw to reveal a large bite mark that looked like it was made of ketchup.
"It's nothing.... It's just... ahhh!" He fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Then he stood back up, painted green and slathered in blood.
"Carl?! Carl, what's happened to you?"
"Braaaaiiins...." he moaned as he walked closer to the helpless squirrel.
"Carl, why are you green? You're not a zombie too, are you?"
"BRAAAINS!..."
"Oh, Carl, how could you? We were supposed to get married!" The squirrel ran down the dark hallway and the zombie mongoose followed her.
The squirrel turned into a room and closed the door and hid in the closet.
"Oh Carl... poor, sweet Carl..." she cried quietly to herself as the groaning outside got louder.
"Braaaains..." The moaning got farther away.
When the room was silent, the teary eyed squirrel stepped out of the closet and looked around the dark room.
"I'm the last one left..." She wiped away a tear and looked out the broken window as a herd of zombies slowly moved out to the sea. "It's all over..." She stood motionless in the empty room as the last of the zombies disappeared under the water. "Good bye Carl. I will always love you, even if you are a zombie."
"BRAINS!" Sharp mongoose teeth sunk into her shoulder as she shrieked in pain.
Lionel jumped and yelped, grabbing onto his friend as the mongoose ripped the squirrel apart. He looked over at Meeka's face, which was smirking at him.
"Oh, hush. So I did it to. Big deal."
Lionel went to move his paw which had landed on Meeka's thigh, but stopped as he felt fur. He moved his fingers a little to make sure.
"Are you... are you not wearing pants?"
Meeka still had the same smirk on his muzzle. "Why don't you find out?" he said.
Lionel quickly pulled his paw away and looked down at his friend's lap. Meeka just lifted his arms and crossed them behind his head.
"Are you kidding me?" Lionel said.
Meeka just thrust a little under the blanket.
Lionel reached out his paw and paused before he grabbed the blanket, and looked back at Meeka's face.
"Well, are you going to do it?" he said.
Lionel sighed and looked back down. He grabbed the side of the blanket; his fingers pressing up against his friend's soft, firm belly. He slowly pulled down, showing the cat's blotched stomach, uninterrupted by pants or underwear. He gulped as he lifted the blanket up and saw a sheath staring back at him. He let the rest of the blanket slide down as he gazed at the dimly lit crotch of his friend.
"Well, what do you think?" Meeka asked.
Lionel just looked at him silently not knowing what to say.
"Well, if that is any indication," Meeka said point at the tent in Lionel's pajama pants, "you like it."
"I..." was all he could say
"It's ok, let me think for you."
Meeka grabbed Lionel's paw and brought it to his lips. He gently kissed his finger pads and carefully brought it down to his chest. He slowly moved down, letting his friend's fingers run through his soft fur over his muscular chest.
Meeka moaned softly as the paw reached down to his belly button. Lionel gulped as he eyed the swelling sheath just below his paw. He felt his fingers slide further and the hot plump cock move underneath. He felt Meeka's paw push down, and the firm cock moved underneath his grip. As he gave a squeeze, a pink tip poked out from the white and orange fur.
Lionel felt his cock twitch and a drop of precum rolled down his stiff shaft under his pants. He watched as the pink head poked further out of its fuzzy encasement and Meeka moved his paw up to it. The exposed flesh was hot and moist under his touch. Meeka moaned as the paw gently rubbed his friend's growing cock.
Lionel's paw massaged the hardening length while he listened to Meeka's heavy breathing. His cock was now reaching his belly button and almost as thick as Lionel's wrist. He was plenty used to handling his own cock, but someone else's was a whole different thing. It was hard and pulsing and warm. He moved up and down its length as a glistening drop of pre formed at its tip.
Lionel felt Meeka's paw let go of his own and he looked up. Meeka's eyes were closed with a big smile on his muzzle as he laid his arms on the top of the couch and gently nestled into a comfortable position. Lionel focused back on the dripping cock before him. He lifted it up and wrapped his fingers around its heavy girth. His paw slowly moved down to the base and gave a tight squeeze. The cock pulsed and Meeka moaned. He pulled his tight fist up his shaft slowly, watching the pre flow from the tip like a fountain.
The warm liquid spilled down and over his paw as he worked up to the tip. He wiped his thumb over the cat's sensitive tip and watched him shiver. He twisted around the head, lubricating up his paw as he slid back down. The sleek piece of meat glistened in the light from the TV. He reached the base of the cock again and moved his other paw to his friend's balls that hung low beneath. He slipped his fingers under the swelling orbs. There were large and heavy in his grasp as he struggled to fit them both in his cupped paw. Each ball slipped around under his soft fuzzy sack as he moved them about. Meeka moaned as he gave them a light squeeze and pulled up on his shaft again, making the pre drip down once more, making for an even slicker pump.
As he quickened his pace, he felt something grab around the constricted erection in his pants. The cold pre-soaked fabric pressed up against his hot shaft as Meeka's paw gently groped. He felt the paw slip underneath his waistband and the fingers quickly wrapped around his aching cock. He moaned as his virgin cock felt the hand of another and it pulsed and oozed more pre.
Soon, he felt the cold air in the room as Meeka slipped his pajama bottoms down. His friend's paw moved up and down his length with the same rhythm as he was doing, and he struggled to not blow his load right there.
Just when he thought he couldn't hold on anymore, he heard Meeka's voice emerge from the soft moans.
"I wonder what your mouth feels like..."
Lionel paused. He never thought he'd ever be doing what he was doing with another males cock, much less sucking on the thing, but both he and Meeka felt his cock pulse hard at the thought. Lionel slowly stood up; his cock sticking out from his pajamas and Meeka smiled at him.
"Why don't you lose those?" he said giving a casual gesture to his pajamas with his cock lying across his hip.
Lionel gulped and started to take off his shirt.
"Slower."
He slowed down his arms and the baggy cotton shirt lifted to show his thin tan belly. As the shirt slid over his head, he dropped it down by his side and saw Meeka's cock hardening to his stomach again.
"Good, now those too."
Lionel blushed as he slowly slid his pants down. His cock swung in the air before him as he let the last of his clothing drop to his ankles.
"Nice. Now, why don't you spin around so I can get a good look at you?" Meeka said slowly moving a paw to his rock hard member.
Lionel slowly turned around, keeping his eyes on his friend until he was fully around. His lean body stood naked for his viewer. The glow of the television outlined his silhouette. He had a gentle curve at his waist that lead to a round, tight butt beneath his fluffy tail, which nervously twitched side to side.
"Mmm... I've been waiting a long time to see this view of you. You're a lot bigger than I thought you'd be; almost as big as me. But I guess the skinny ones are always packing heat. Plus you have a great ass. It's a shame you hide such beautiful thing behind all that baggy clothing." Meeka admired his friend for a little longer. "Well, are you going to stand there or are you going to suck my cock?"
Lionel turned around to see Meeka holding his long thick cock in front of him, ready for his muzzle to be around it. It shined in the light from the dripping pre. Lionel slowly walked to his rigid friend and looked into his eyes. They reflected in the dim light as he got down on his knees. Meeka's paw moved back to its position on the edge of the couch, and his member stood out proudly from his hips pointing at Lionel's muzzle.
His gentle paw moved up and grabbed the base of the thickness again and Meeka let out a deep moan. Lionel licked his lips nervously as he opened his jaw. He'd never even thought of how to give a blow job, so his brain was rapidly thinking of what he would want done to him and how he'd do it.
He felt the hot head press against his lips. He gave it a gentle kiss, and could taste the potent juices already. His own cock pulsed between his legs as he looked down the long shaft. He stuck the tip of his friend's cock into his mouth. He was shocked that just the head almost completely filled his muzzle. It was soft and firm against his tongue as he began to gently suck.
Meeka moaned again, and Lionel's paw moved up and gripped his shaft tightly. He felt the cock pulse and shoot a load of pre down the back of his mouth. The hot fluid dripped down his throat slowly. Lionel sucked a little harder as his paw began to move up and down. He slid the cock as far back into his muzzle as he could without gagging, and moved his tongue up and down the shaft as he pulled back out. A thin thread connected his lips to the tip as he pulled the head back out of his mouth. His paw moved up and massaged the slippery tip as his muzzle moved all the way down to the balls.
His tongue moved around one of the large orbs, and then the other. Then he lifted up and brought his tongue to the base of the hot cock. His paw was covered in pre as he worked the sensitive tip gently. He moved his warm, soft tongue up the pulsing cock watching Meeka's tail twitch in pleasure as he reached his tip.
His lips moved over the swollen head and let it slip down to the back of his muzzle. Lionel felt a paw rest on the top of his head between his ears. The fingers gently rubbed as he sucked his cock. With a gulp, he let the cock slide down into his throat, stretching it wide.
He felt Meeka's paw push down and he watched his spotted belly get closer to his snout as the cock pushed further in. Meeka moaned loudly as he thrust his stiff cock deep into the warm, wet throat. Lionel swallowed until he could feel the full balls press against his chin. Meeka's paw was still pushing hard down between his ears as he started to run out of air.
He tried to pull away, but Meeka wouldn't let him. With another thrust of Meeka's hips, he felt the cock pulse deep inside of him. His tip erupted as the hot liquid poured down to Lionel's stomach. Load after load pumped from the thick member as he thrust one last time and let go of his head.
Lionel pulled back, letting the long cock slip out of his muzzle with a spurt of cum as he gasped for air. Meeka's cock was still pulsing and dribbling and squirted a glob onto his chest. He moaned and lay back, letting his muscles relax. His limp cock fell over to his hip as he looked down at Lionel.
He had just caught his breath and was massaging his neck. He looked up.
"Mmm, that was nice. Now come here," he said motioning for him to come closer.
Lionel stood up, and moved closer. Meeka brought his paws up to his waist and pulled him forward so he was sitting in his lap; their muzzles close. Meeka brought a finger up to Lionel's lips and wiped a spot of cum off. Their lips met gently.
Meeka's tongue pressed against Lionel's. Meeka moaned as he pulled his friend's chest closer to his own. Lionel was standing on his knees with his hard cock pressing between them. Meeka smiled and Lionel felt something poking under his tail.
He moved his paw down and felt the slippery, hard-again cock poking him. He pressed the thick rod between his cheeks and gently thrust down, letting it slide between them. Meeka moaned as he felt Lionel push down against his pucker. The tight ring stretched trying to fit the wide tip inside. Lionel gasped as he tried to slip it through.
With a grunt, the virgin ring slipped down over the head. Lionel pressed down again, letting the cock fill him up as he slid a little further down the shaft. He pushed down more, but he couldn't go any further. Meeka reached over and grabbed his friend's needy cock.
He stuck the tip in his muzzle and began to suck with a loud moan from Lionel. He moved his paw up and down his shaft, swallowing his pre as it flowed.
Lionel wiggled his hips and slid down further on the thick cock. Meeka moaned loudly as he continued to suck Lionel's tip. He began to gently thrust into his friend's tight ass, moving him lower and lower down his shaft. Lionel gasped at each passing centimeter until he felt Meeka's warm thighs against his ass.
As Meeka's tongue swirled around his sensitive tip, Lionel could feel himself getting closer to the edge. He felt the pressure build in him, and his cock unloaded into Meeka's mouth. He gulped down the flow of jizz and felt Lionel's body tense with orgasm, tightening around his cock. With a deep thrust, he spewed his second load of the night into his friend's ass.
Meeka pulled off and gave Lionel a passionate kiss as their heavy breath slowly calmed together. Lionel could taste the tangy seed still on his lover's lips as they pulled away.
"Wow," Meeka said smiling.
Lionel just blushed. He pulled up and felt the soft cock pull from him. He stood back up and looked at the spent cat in front of him illuminated by the blue empty screen of the TV.
"Shower?" he asked.
Meeka smirked and held out a paw. Lionel helped him up and found himself in a tight hug with a kiss from the naked calico before they snuck off to the bathroom in the dark empty house giggling.
"This is going to be a fun summer."