Gloryhole in the Bathroom...2
#2 of GHITB
Ryan held the phone to his large ears, listening to his friend talk on the other side of the wireless connection between the two households. He was listening to the plan. It was a good plan, and needed no practice whatsoever. The perfect, flawless plan to have a little fun now, and visit the Gloryhole later.
It didn't take long for Ryan to finish brushing his tail and headfur before he walked out into the pale, light, fragile dawn light. Not much light, but enough to see. Perfect. If he could freeze time like this, he'd call Zack over and rape Jack. Not that Jack would mind. Zack said the shep was masturbating in the stall once, and moaned Ryan's name. Oh, how sweet the sound.
A light flashed in his eyes and a horn sounded. He'd wondered off into the middle of the street. Shit.
He slowly moved back to the left side of the road, walked in the gutter, and ignored the bitch in the car. She could masturbate to thoughts of her own ugly tits later. Fucking crackhead is what she looked like. Her eyes hung low but she was young. Twenty years of life and she looked sixty. Almost sad. Almost.
Ryan grinned as Zack pulled up at the corner of the street and opened the door to his car. Ryan got in and didn't bother with his seat belt. He instead leaned over and pulled Zack's loose sweatpants down and licked at his sheath and balls. He dragged his wide, warm, rough tongue against the grain of the soft pubic fur of Zack's loose sac and to the tip of his thickening sheath. Oh, what a nice snack.
_"Just a quicky," Zack had said on the phone, "a quick morning blow and I'll return the favor ten times over , promise"
"Sure thing," said Ryan. "I like the taste anyway, man."
And he had listened to the separate plan. The plan that would take place today after school._
"Oh, mmm...yeah..." Zack purred and spread his legs a bit. He reached over Ryan's head and turned the radio on to a moderate volume level and returned both hands to the wheel, peeling out of Ryan's neighborhood.
Ryan blushed at the low moans and praise for his work. He opened his warm maw and let the light brown furred orbs roll in, closing his mouth around them and licking them. He trapped them against the roof of his mouth and sucked as he slowly massaged them. Zack lifted his hips and groaned. The lion was hard now. Ryan could smell the cock.
The balls fell from his maw, soaked with saliva. Ryan licked up the length of the catcock. He teased at the barbs on the tip just right. Zack twitched and moaned loudly as he pulled into a parking space in the back of the local movie theater and parked, letting the engine Idle. Ryan sucked on the tip for barely a second, then slipped the rod down his throat. He swallowed around it a few times. He swirled his tongue around it. He rubbed the wet nuts below it.
"I'm close, Ryan. Damn...Too pent up...I'm going to blow early"
Ryan mumbled around the dick and squeezed lightly at the balls that slowly but surely pulled up against the lion's body.
Ryan counted in his head, three, two, one....
He could feel the hot wetness slide down his throat as Zack roared above him and his hips convulsed. "F-fuck!!" the lion yelled as a paw rubbed Ryan's head as he sucked so softly. Like a good boy. Like a good slut.
Ryan pulled off slowly and rested his head on Zack's heaving chest.
"Thanks, Ry." Zack breathed.
"Anytime, Z."
Oooh.....What's the plan? *wags my dragon tail curiously*
Hehe, Sudden inspiration brings you this instead of the next installment of Kevin's adventures. Good luck and good pawing, Mes amis.
After text conversion, it's here!!