Rocket's Day at the Pool
#28 of Kinktober 2019
Rocket raccoon spends a day chilling out by the pool, and as it comes to an end, finds a way to make it much, much more entertaining for a guy like him.
This story was written as Day 28 of Kinktober 2019 for Silvergatomon. Today's theme was Shower-play, and the story contains M/Solo masturbation involving a consenting adult in a public place. :3
Rocket's Day at the Pool
Rocket didn't get swimming pools. It was bad enough that some of them were open to the general public and thus free reign for people's spawn to run around shrieking and flailing and acting like they weren't going to grow up to be just as big idiots as their parents, but even those where kids weren't welcome still had some fundamental problems that he absolutely couldn't wrap his head around. Taking a bath was fine, and he could see the relaxation value in that even if you were effectively lying around in your own juices for an hour or so. But, to voluntarily splash around in a vast vat of other people's sweat and dead skin flakes and goodness only knew what other excretions and call it exercise, or even more bizarrely, fun, was madness to him.
Still, somehow he had ended up at a pool, and though most of the day had been an absolute bust, with Rocket just lazing around on the sun-loungers by the side of the open air pool checking out the various hot life-forms wandering around in their skimpy swimwear, there was a point towards the end of the day when finally he noticed something floating in the pool itself that caught his attention. Scrambling off the chair where he'd been lying face down since a gorgeous fluffy alien who had looked something like one of earth's lionesses, only with six arms and eight eyes and mandibles... well, okay, maybe she looked more like a spider than a lioness, but still. He rose from the chair to reveal the erection he'd been sporting since checking out that particular babe, and rolling his eyes at the gasps and murmurs that rose up around him while he strolled over to the pool with his own lime green trunks tented out by his cock, he bent over and fished the object out of the water.
It was a length of a foam-like material in a cylindrical shape, with a hole in the middle. It looked like some of the much longer pool noodles that he'd seen a few people using to practice back-stroke, resting beneath their neck and around their arms to keep them afloat, or some others simply using to laze around and float effortlessly around the pool while gazing up at the bright blue sky overhead. Only, this particular version appeared to have been shortened so it could be held in one hand, albeit perhaps made for a hand slightly larger than his.
"Well jeez, folks, you could have shown me this earlier!"
Rocket chuckled as he straightened up and turned on the spot, prompting a few more gasps as once again he padded calmly away from the pool with the length of blue foam in hand, strolling past the chair where he had been at rest for the last few hours and off towards the interior of the pool complex, where he knew the showers and locker rooms awaited him.
"If I'd known you had fuck toys just lying around in the water for folks to use, I'd have been splashing around for as long as it took to find one for myself."
He murmured, licking his lips as he stepped out of the sunlight and immediately, unabashedly pulled down the front of his trunks to expose his twitching, quivering cock. With one hand holding the toy, he wrapped the other around his erection and began to pump it slowly, nodding warmly as he passed by a couple of folks headed out to the pool who just blinked and stared. He walked past another couple of guys just coming out of the indoor pool, and remembering the lessons in being polite he'd learned during his five year stint on earth he shot them a toothy smile, continuing to grin at them as he rubbed his cock and saw at least one of them letting their eyes linger upon it with apparent desire.
By the time he reached the shower block a minute or so later, pre-cum was dribbling down Rocket's cock and with his dextrous fingers he was able to liberally lubricate his shaft with it. He strolled into the showers, the singular block free for everyone to use because unlike on earth most of the galaxy was smart enough to realise that gender was both a spectrum and merely a social construct, and just as people started to turn and stare but before he could place himself under one of the shower-heads and enjoy the warmth of the water's flow, Rocket chose that moment to release his hand from around his now glistening, throbbing cock, and slide the six inch length of hollow-centered pool noodle around it instead.
"O-oohhhfuck, that's nice..."
Rocket growled, toes curling and tail twitching as with the foam cylinder wrapped around his erection, the tip just barely poking out its far end, he stepped onto one of the shower adjacent panels in the floor and murmured happily as the sensors beneath his feet recognised his presence and activated the shower-head above.
"Ah. Ahhhyeah... s-see, if folks had told me this was part of going to the pool, I'd have started going years ago."
He moaned, shuddering and huffing as he placed both his hands around the girth of the pool toy and began to hold it in place, keeping it mostly stationary while rocking his hips back and forth, fucking it rather than simply moving the toy to masturbate himself. All around him he could see people staring, some with embarrassment, others in confusion, and some with varying degrees of wonder, excitement and even envy.
"Pools? Eh, not for me. But... a-ahh... fuck, that's good. Give me a nice hot shower, a-and get my cock nice and hard. Mmmh, no better place to... ah, t-to get off, right?"
Still humping the makeshift fleshlight as he looked up to his right where a plump, aquamarine blue skinned humanoid with long green spines instead of hair was biting her bottom lip as she regarded his shameless masturbation, Rocket chuckled. He wasn't an idiot. He knew he wasn't meant to jerk off here. Sadly the number of planets where you could do that wherever you wanted was sorely limited in a universe as infinite as it apparently was. But, what the hell. He'd helped save the universe, and though several members of the Avengers had very nicely and politely asked him to not use that as an excuse to act like he was a big shot, Rocket was damned if he wasn't at least going to use it to have a little fun where those kinds of fun might normally have come with a little jail time.
"Oh. Ohhhgod, t-that's the stuff. Ah. A-anyone mind if I lie down for a minute? Mmh..."
Even as he spoke, Rocket was already sprawling out on his back, relishing the feeling of the shower's decently hot, high pressure flow cascading down against not just his soaking wet fur and soft skin, but thanks to his new angle and the more or less vertical orientation of his cock as a result, the water impacting against the drooling, throbbing tip of his cock as it protruded and retracted within the embrace of his toy.
"Ah. Ah! Oh, I'm g-gonna cum."
Rocket moaned, arching his back, finally beginning to work the pool noodle in his grasp rather than leaving all the work for his hips as his eyes rolled back and out of the corner of his somewhat blurred, giddy gaze spotted at least one set of swimwear with a growing bulge inside it as its owner made a show of washing themselves off, while really just admiring him from a short distance away.
"Yeah. Yeah! A-ahhhgod, yeah!!"
He cried out louder and louder, panting as he stared down at his cock and watched it twitch and dribble, the liberal volumes of pre-cum he was producing being rapidly washed away by the shower's flow, leaving his prone, twitching body matted and looking rather slick and shiny as a result. His hands were a blur as they worked the pool noodle, and around him though Rocket's vision was now focused solely on his own cock, he could hear moaning, whimpering, other people succumbing to their own temptation as they saw him so boldly violating all social conventions, and began doubtlessly to do the same themselves.
"Aaahhhfuck..."
Rocket groaned as his balls tightened and his cock throbbed harder, stiffer still though that hadn't seemed possible just seconds before.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhgodfuck!!"
He wailed, gurgling as his muzzle opened wide only for the shower above to continue raining down over him, into his panting, howling maw.
"_Yes! Oh god! Oh. Ohhh fuck, yessssssssssss!! _"
At the last possible second Rocket pulled the makeshift fleshlight off his cock entirely, its entire length teasing its way up and across the insanely sensitive flesh of his very tip. He yelped in ecstasy, and in the few moments it took his hand to toss the foam noodle aside and return one trembling hand to wrap around his cock, he'd already pumped three hot, thick ribbons high into the air against the shower's flow. Writhing, bucking, moaning in constant pleasure he began to masturbate his already cumming cock with reckless abandon. There weren't many things he could thank the monsters that had created him for, but his capacity for pleasure, his receptiveness to orgasmic pleasure and the sheer length of time, and volume of cum he could produce while lost in climax was definitely on that brief list. For at least thirty seconds he stroked himself and kept on spurting, kept on painting his body, the shower floor around him, and even the wall behind him with the thick, abundant strings of his seed. Even after that as his orgasm began to wind down, he kept rubbing himself not just lightly, but full force, gasping and whimpering as he curled his toes and pushed his body to the absolute limits of how much stimulation it could handle.
Finally, almost a full minute after the first ribbon of his cum had let loose, Rocket let his hands fall to the ground either side of him, and lay sprawled, panting, and grinning from ear to ear as the shower continued to rain down over him. He groaned happily, licked his lips, and for a brief while just lay there as his cock twitched, over-sensitive but still on some level enjoying the warm water beating down across it as well as the rest of his body.
Rocket half expected to still be lying there when some local security officers came to arrest him or at the very least escort him off the premises. But, when a looming shadow crossed over him and he opened his eyes to regard its source, Rocket simply chuckled, licked his lips once again, and nodded as he closed his eyes once more.
"Mmmh... see, this is why I love a good shower..."
He moaned to the not one, but three vaguely humanoid figures standing in front of him, all of them naked with their swimsuits either balled up in their hands or tossed over their shoulders, two bearing thick, throbbing cocks of their own and one rubbing at a glistening, deep purple fleshed slit in an iridescent, armoured carapace-like skin.
"...because no matter how clean it gets me, I can always rely on a shower to make me feel like I wanna be so, so dirty."
By Jeeves
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