Passing Time
Passing time
By: GriffinR34
This is an older story of mine.. muuuch older. Alittle newer then Law Office Rumours, but still old. I have gotten better since this! my new stuff will flow better and wont annoy as much readin' it, lol.
soooo- enjoy!
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The rain pattered on the windows of the 34th floor's apartment, the patter dull, but noticeable to the coyote that lay over on the sofa in the small living room. He was lying on his stomach, his right arm dangling off the side of the sofa as did his right leg, his tail curled over the side. The coyote was clothed in a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He never wore shoes since he never liked to wear those digitigrade paw friendly shoes; he always thought those were stupid, on top of costing a fortune. A pair of medium sized frameless glasses stood close up to his face on his muzzle, the arms of the glasses made specifically for anthros.
The coyote's name was Brendin. He was a fairly normal fur nothing too special about him just a normal brown, with the exception of a white tipped tail, 27 year old coyote. The lights were off in the living room, but the light from the hallway off to the right was on and cast a soft dull yellow glow that faintly lit up the small living room. The only other sounds besides the rain, was the clock in the kitchen that was right behind the sofa, ticking softly. The apartment was small, suitable for one, but easily able to suit two comfortably as long as they stayed in the same room. It had one bedroom, a bathroom, kitchen, and a living room. All packed into a two car garage spaced area.
It was obvious that the coyote was board out of his mind, his eyes half open as he sighed softly, rolling onto his back, putting his arm over his forehead, looking towards the ceiling. He missed his mate, a male wolf by the name of Scott. He was out on a business trip in Texas, leaving Brendin to occupy himself for a week or so in their New York apartment.
Brendin sighed softly as he could not sleep. He lifted his watch and looked at it, pressing the illuminator button on his watch.
"11:39Pm...." Brendin said out loud.
With another sigh he let his furred arm drop onto himself, his paw tips landing on the crotch of his pants, his sheath cushioning the impact. Brendin lifted his head a little, the contact bringing about thoughts of sex and pleasure. All the things usually carried out with a certain wolf that was missing at the time. After thinking deeply for a few minutes about some of the sessions he had with his lover, he suddenly noticed he was drumming his paw tips over his crotch, the vibrations of this slowly making Brendin's sheath start to stir noticeably.
Brendin thought for a moment and then smiled to himself as he started to unbuckle his belt, then his pants button and zipper. After opening his pants he pulled them down, and tossed them to the floor, taking off his shirt in pursuit and tossing it with his pants. Lying back down, Brendin propped his head up on the arm of the sofa, taking his glasses off and setting them on the table behind his head. Smiling softly to himself, Brendin slowly hooked his thumbs onto the waistband of his boxers, sliding them down to his knees where he slipped one of his legs out and used it to push his boxers the rest of the way off, shaking his paw to rid it of the clothing.
Brendin let out a long sigh of approval as he lay naked on the sofa in the dull light, the sound of the rain still apparent. Smiling softly again Brendin looked over himself. His sheath and balls where the same brown fur color as the rest of his body, except for the tip of his sheath that had a spot of white fur. His sheath was average size but looked quite thick because of the fluffy fur that surrounded it. Brendin slowly ran a blunt index claw down the length of his sheath towards his balls, letting out a soft murr as he felt his member start to stir within his sheath once more already as he started to get into the mood.
Reaching his other paw forward, Brendin cupped his brown furred balls in his palm, they where hefty and full. Brendin had not had an orgasm for a week or two, as the past weeks had been filled with stressful work and the absence of a certain wolf. Now it was more then apparent that he needed to shed a little stress with personal activity.
Still cupping his balls, Brendin slid his thumb under his sheath tip, moving his sheath into the cup of his thumb and index finger before slowly letting each of his fingers one by one wrap around his sheath, taking it slow so he could take in every sensation. Brendin slowly gripped his sheath firmly in his paw, eliciting a low soft moan from its maw as he felt his member within his sheath pulse lightly as it slowly started to fill his sheath, Brendin slowly massaging his furred orbs with his thumb in his other paw.
Brendin's chest rumbled in a steady content murr as the coyote's arousal slowly started to rise, as did the tip of the coyote's member. The tip of Brendins canine member peeked from his sheath, the tapered bright red tip contrasted heavily against the white and brown of his sheath and easily shown in the low light of the room.
Still murring loudly, Brendin moved his thumb on his sheath, over the peeking cock head, letting his half rough, half soft paw thumb pad rub over his sensitive tip. The coyote let out another soft moan, his paw pad soon coated with a small film of pre. Brendin looked to his thumb and licked over it, his cock tip already procuring his semi salty canine pre.
Still massaging his furred sac and the full orbs inside, Brendin lifted his sheath up a little as he started to pull his sheath down his slowly growing member, exposing more of the bright red tapered cock, popping the last of his sheath over his half formed knot. Taking his thumb and index finger Brendin grasped tightly under his knot, making him buck into his paw instantly at the spike of pleasure, letting out another moan and settling back down.
His knot slowly grew enough for Brendin to let go from under his knot, a small line of pre trailing down the front side of the coyote's 8" length. Brendin breathed softly as he grasped the sides of his cock with his paw tips, giving it a light squeeze sending a noticeable ting of pleasure through him. More pre beaded on the tip as Brendin did this, caressing his pulsing member and panting lightly to himself as he knew what he was going to do now in this session, his cock looking too inviting in the low light, the pre giving off a slight reflection of light.
Brendin let off his cock and balls as he stretched, letting out a long sigh as he laid on the sofa for a moment before nodding to himself, and scooting down the sofa to the other side, till his knees where bent, pressed up against the opposite arm of the sofa. Letting out a few breathes Brendin suddenly brought his rear up over his head, his legs dangling over himself as he got into position. Groaning softly as he had not gotten into this position in some time but more then used to it, having done it many times when he was a teenager.
The red 8" canine member dangled close to Brendin's muzzle, pre beading at the tip slowly before dripping off onto Brendin's upper chest. Brendin panted softly and sat there for a moment, reaching his paw up to gently caress his grown cock, keeping himself aroused as he let himself get used to the position, licking his lips at the thought of what was soon to follow.
Brendin held the position for a minute or two, all while his paw roamed gently over his sensitive cock, keeping himself well aroused as his back slowly relaxed to the yoga like posture. Pre had been constantly forming at the tapered tip, dripping off slowly. Brendin slinked his tongue out to catch his pre, letting the small drops soak in and tease the coyote. Licking his lips Brendin felt his back was relaxed now, smiling to himself as he eased his muzzle up slowly towards his encouraged cock, touching the tip to his nose in a light nuzzle, a little pre from it smearing over his nose. This let off a strong male aroma as Brendin licked over his nose with his long tongue.
Breathing out a bit of warm breath over his cock tip, Brendin shuddered and closed his eyes momentarily almost whimpering as he teased himself. Letting the tension build before he let himself indulge in this pleasurable experience.
Opening his maw slowly Brendin let his long canine tongue slip out slowly, running it over his cock tip, curling it around the tapered tip in the warmth of his tongue.
Closing his eyes in response to the spike of pleasure that occurred as he worked his tongue over his cock tip pre starting to flow out now instead of dribble, running down his tongue, and perforating Brendin's senses with the taste of his wonderful pre. Brendin started to pant lightly as he started to slowly lap at his cock gently, making it bob over his muzzle, droplets of pre landing here and there, till finely the sight, and a torturing pings of pleasure became too much for the coyote to bear. Opening his maw, Brendin eased his muzzle up slowly towards his pulsing cock, the tip pressing against his tongue as he let his tongue act as a guide.
Closing his lips around his cock Brendin pushed forward more till his lips touched against his engorged knot, closing his eyes in pure pleasure as he let out a loud muffled moan around his pulsing cock. Instantly Brendin started to suckle on his cock, letting his tongue lap at the front side as he let out a few low whimpers and moans. His cock starting to pulse and spurt pre now toward the back of his throat.
Brendin let off his cock a little, keeping the tip in his maw as he let the spurts of pre pool on the tip of his tongue, savoring the taste as his tail wagged a little from the excitement. Moving his lips back down his cock, he pressed them against his knot again, pulling back off untill he got to the tip, starting a slow rhythm as he started to bob his muzzle up and down over his hot canine flesh, eliciting muffled moans as the sofa under him started to squeak lightly.
Brendin's eyes and ears were pressed back as his rhythm consistently increased in pace, Brendin moaning around his cock loudly. Suddenly letting his cock slip from his muzzle, Brendin threw his head back, panting loudly as his cock pulsed strongly, pre spurting onto his belly. Lifting his head back up, Brendin proceeded to lap at his cock wildly, moaning loudly one more as he started to feebly try and thrust his hips.
Reaching his paw up he grasps his throbbing shaft and starts to paw himself feverishly, his cock slick with his pre and saliva. His head flying back, as his maw was half open, the fast rising pleasure causing a silent moan from the coyote. Pulling his paw away from his cock, Brendin, driven by pure lust now, quickly takes his cock back into his muzzle, bobbing his head feverishly back and forth as he reaches his paw back up. With his index finger and his middle finger, Brendin hooks them behind his knot, pulling towards himself as to simulate a tie, making the coyote thrust his hips spastically as his balls suddenly pulled up into him.
Brendin's knot grew a bit more becoming the size of a fist as precum spurted wildly into his muzzle. Still bobbing his head back and forth, Brendin's eyes were screwed shut, a series of moans following as they started to get louder and louder around his cock before he finely bucked and thrust his hips as much as he could at his muzzle. Ropes of hot canine cum shooting forth from Brendin's spasming cocktip, hitting back the back of his throat as he moves his muzzle off his cock a little, letting his hot seed pool on his tongue and fill his muzzle, purposely letting some dribble out of his muzzle to run down his muzzle and cheek.
Brendin's orgasm slowed to a trickle as he let his cock out of his muzzle, plopping his head back on the sofa his still engorged cock dripping a bit of post cum, the gobs landing on his belly and chest. Brendin slowly let his rear end back down his back protesting as it was put straight again, sore from the experience. Brendin groaning a little but sighed as he laid with his legs open, spent from the intense session he had just thoroughly enjoyed.
Lifting his head slowly Brendin lifted a paw and scooped up a gob of cum with his index finger, bringing it to his muzzle as he licked at it tenderly, murring heavily to himself as he let his head plop back down, his eyes becoming heavy as the coyote slowly drifted off to sleep while still laying on the sofa, the rain pattering at the windows of the apartment.
The end?