Neon Green
#1 of Stories that should never see the light of day!
I knew how to dance.
Yet, I'm standing in a corner at a night club called "Raver's Night" and swaying my hips to the music, swinging my arms only back and forth in small inches. I am always up-tight in situations like this, always nervous of dancing with everyone on the dance floor and swaying my hips against someone elses, pushing my ass against their...pelvic area and having my arms wrap up around their neck and keeping them locked as the rave music became faster and more rythmic. Shit, as if I was actually brave enough to do that. Who would want to dance with a lonely, Racoon like me?
Then again, that question was only floating around my head for about forty minutes as I was walking down the New York streets and making my way down to Raver's Night. The loud bass was heard from three blocks away and I could feel my body swaying to it already as I was walking. The funny thing was, I didn't care! On the street, it was open and hardly anyone would notice me because of the night bringing the city to a quiet halt. I felt brave there, but when I stepped inside the club my body cacooned itself.
I love having attention sometimes, but right now I feel so... out of place. Why can't I just let my street self out? God, this makes me so angry I can't think! Maybe I need a drink.
Yeah... That sounds about right.
He saw him turn and walk in the opposite direction, his body still swaying a little like how he was standing a second ago, but he felt like the Racoon was containing himself from actually dancing. Though, he wasn't thinking about him Dancing, he was thinking about that Racoon's hips moving with his own and grinding hard against his now hard shaft.God he was so horny he could relieve himself right on the spot with only one touch, but he didn't want self pleasure.
He wanted more than that.
Cedrick,a tall--well fit--wolf growled in amusment as he eyed the Racoon slow to a halt at the bar, leaning forward to rest his arms against the neon blue counter and perking his sweet ass out behind him, his tail twitching with the sound of the music. Cedrick could only lay his eyes on the Racoon's rump as his member became hard as stone.
First rule into getting laid, he thought, meet, greet, then capture.
He pushed passed the group of Coyote girls and stalked towards his prey.
If getting drunk meant spending your money on the most expensive thing here that had all them strong boose in it, then I'm going to be broke by sunshine tomorrow. I honestly don't care, I would only get paid in the next following day after tomorrow because of my part-time job, but how will I be able to make it to my hip-hop dance studio without bus money? Jordie will kill me if I'm late this time! I mean, I love to dance so much, hip-hop has been my calling ever since I was a kid and I stuck with it. But now that I'm 20 years old, I have to get myself the money for the dance classes instead of relying on Mom and Dad. My hip-hop group and I are going to national soon, and we cannot afford to miss a class.
But a drink sounds so good right now. Maybe I'll get the less expensive drinks.
I reach down into my black cargo short's pocket and grab my chained wallet that's attatched to my pants and opened it up to grab a twenty out, but I was immediatly stopped when someone tall made their way beside me and lean against the bar with one arm, body turned towards me and golden eyes locked onto my own blue eyes, "I noticed you like to dance a little." Said the tall wolf, his grin showing his bright white teeth which glown blue from the neon light bar.
I finally noticed myself swaying my hips and grounded my feet to force them to stop, blushing out of nowhere like I was an idiot, "I... Don't dance." I replied in a firm voice, though I was surprised because I'm nervous as hell right now.
He chuckled and inhaled slowly, though through the loud music my ears only focused on him, tuning everything out around me and listening to every detail about him, "Here," He said, turning to face the bar, "Lemme buy you a drink." he already had a twenty in his hand and handed it to the Rabbit bartender as he called for our drinks, though I couldn't make out what it was. Damn wolf and his whispering...
"Oh, no you don't have to do that!" I try to stop him but it was too late, so I hand him the twenty I pulled out of my pocket to pay him back, my ears drooping to the sides when I feel bad.
"No, keep it. This one's on me..." He smiled and held a hand in front of my twenty, and I slowly returned it to my wallet, my eyes never twitching away from his.
The bartender came back after a minute with two skinny tall glasses full of a glowish green drink that glew from the neon lights in the night club, making it apear like a neon green drink, "Name's Cedrick," He introduced himself and handed me one of the glasses. I slowly took it and felt my heart pound against my ribs.
"Jake," I replied with a small gesture of raising my glass a bit and looked down at it. It looked like it was radio active or something.
Cedrick grinned and took a sip of his drink, which reminded me I had to drink it too. So, with my breath held tight, I brought the glass to my mouth, sniffed it a little, and tipped it into my mouth, gulping some of it down. The glass was now half full as I stopped to catch my breath. God, it tasted good but funny in a weird way. I can't describe it, it's just that good!
"I see that you like it buy the way you lick you lips like that." He mused as I realised my tongue was licking my lips. Crap! Now I'm feeling like an idiot and a whole lot embarassed. Great.
He could only laugh as he came closer, so close that I could feel his breath against my nose as he knelt down a bit to my height. He seemed to be a little too close for comfort but, god he was gorgeous!
Either it was the drink that done the next move, or my self urges that erupted at his surprise closness, but whatever it was, I don't care.
I moved in to Kiss him.
Cedrick never considered himself a player, more like a helper to the up-tight ones who didn't know how to show their true selves. It was a nice way to put it instead of being tagged as a Player. He has been with a few people in clubs and laid them everytime, but he still didn't think he was a player. He was a helper.
Like how he was helping the young Racoon now, who, couldn't keep his hands off the Wolf. Nor his tongue in that matter, which made Cedrick comply by putting his hands on the Racoon's hips, moving himself closer so that his chest could almost touch Jake's. His hips were so slim that Cedrick couldn't help but rub his hands around in circles to get the feeling of every bone and muscle that came into contact with his large hands. His shirt wasn't too tight but it fitted his body well enough for his abb muscles to appear against the neon lights the night club had positioned through out the building, some strobe light's here and there along with flashers and glowsticks that other people decided to bring along.
"Mmm," Jake lightly pushed Cedrick away to part their sweet mouths, small saliva strings trailing from their bottom lips and breaking apart in the middle, "I can't believe I wanna do this but..." Jake trailed off and grabbed the Wolf's larger hand, pulling him into the crowd with his drink in the other hand and making a path to the dance floor.
Cedrick never was much of a dancer, even when his personality was to be the one in charge, he could never take the lead in dancing even if he wanted to. He hated being the one not in charge, fact: he hated being handled anyway. It was like giving up his honour as a wolf to the people around him, making him appear as a wimp. He couldn't let Jake take over, but what could he do? Walk away from this sweet Racoon that he planned on taking home to his room for some special time? God that was like smacking a baby to him, it was horrible. He would never turn down the opportunity for sex. He had to find a way to take control of this situation or else he will look like an idiot!
Gulping down the last of the drink Cedrick bought him, Jake looked up at the golden eyes and knelt down slowly, trailing his hands down the wolfs stomach while swaying his hips left to right, placing his cup on the dance floor and standing back up to bring his arms around Cedrick's neck and moving to the beat of the music. At first he only started with small steps, as if it were a slow dance in a middle school where all the up-tight kids would just paddle around in a circle, but as the music's beat increased Jake became more brave, swinging his hips and rubbing his body against the wolf's open buttoned shirt which covered a black T-shirt over the smoky grey fur. Breathing became more harder as everyone on the dance floor now bounced with energy, swinging and rubbing against each other and sharing sweat that filled everyone's nostrils immediatly.
Jake spun around and jerked his body into backwards, pressing his entire back against Cedrick's front and bringing his hands up to lock around the taller wolf's neck, rocking his hips against his thighs to tease him in the most awful way possible. The blood in Cedrick's body became more intense as it rushed all around his body, especially to his throbbing member which now was too hard to bare the teasing. He had to make the first move, he had to have the Racoon's body now, he couldn't wait till after the night club was closed, he had to relieve his throbbing member and he had to do it before he would go crazy with hormones! He already got Jake drunk, he bought the strongest drink possible and even told the Rabbit to add an extra shot of tequilla before handing it to him, so Cedrick knew he'd captured the Racoon now.
Second rule in getting laid: Turn them on!
Matching his hips to Jake's, Cedrick grinded against the Racoon's backside. At first Cedrick felt out of his element, like he was the only one dancing in the whole club and having eyes on him the whole time. It seemed like the air around him was getting harder to find as he was grinding with his prey, but then again there were more people dancing around him so it had to be them taking up all the air. Jake complied to the wolf's actions and pushed himself harder against Cedrick, feeling the tight bulge in his shorts and notcing he's been grinding it the whole time without noticing.
Jake kept dancing, but slowed his pace as he stood on his toes to press his rump against the bulge, rocking his hips into it and rolling in circles to send the wolf into a series of shivers.
After the next three songs went by, I knew I had him aroused to the bone. I knew by the way he growled into my ear and said, "Wanna' ditch this joint and head to my place?"
That may have been a corny thing to say, but I guess I shouldn't be complaining since my body is the one that's too numb to even care. Am I drunk? Yeah. Am I too drunk to not notice my actions? Not yet. I'd have to have alot more before I get wasted, trust me I may seem young but I definitly know limit.
So after making our way out of the club and entering New York's dark grasp, we both walked in silence as he guided the way back to his place. It was a rather nice night for us to be walking but you should never trust it too much. This is New York. Don't you watch the shows? God I get shivers by thinking about it!
We walked for a good fifteen minutes before he veered us across the street to a six floor apartment. Stepping inside he stopped and looked at around a bit, as if smelling the entrance to inhale the familiar sent of nearing his home. Maybe it felt cozy to him or something. Like coming back to your parents house and smelling the familiar smell of mom's good ol' air freshener, or dad's cigars or oil from the car he was fixing. It was just... normal! Like it was home. But to a guest, it was someone elses home, someone elses air freshener or cigars, which in my case makes me feel so uncomfortable because it doesn't feel like it's home to me. I actually have to respect every part of this home as if it was mom's glass collection or something. Taking his time, he took the lead up the set of stairs--which I had trouble focusing myself on because the stairwell felt a little heavy, or maybe I'm still drunk--and stopped at the fifth floor with the first door on the right that had the number bolted in the door in bright, shiny gold: 5A.
Reaching up, he grabbed a key from atop of the door frame and brought it down to press it into the key hole and unlocking the door bolt to let us in. I barely had time to get a look at the place before he roughly pulled me in to shut the door behind us and pushing me against the wall beside the closed door so he could have his hands pressed hard against my stomach and his lips against mine. I felt sloppy at kissing him back bacause I was still shocked from his attack, though I did manage to wrap my arms around his neck and place my right leg around his hip, readying myself to straddle myself onto him so I could feel the hard bulge again.
Cedrick grinned into the kiss and brought one hand down to lift up the other leg, wrapping it around the other side of his hip and having me stradding him. Man I loved being handled sometimes!
"Let me show you around." He growled arousingly and took me off the wall to carry me around, though the lights may have been off, Cedrick's nightvision was extremely good. That or I'm really too drunk to notice, "This is the living room," He walked past immediatly, using his teeth to nip at my neck and cupping my ass with his large paws, gropping and sqeezing it nicely, like he was giving me a massage, "And this is the Bedroom, wanna try my bed?"
I could only get a giggle out as he flopped me on the bed and rested on top of me, kissing me again and this time removing my shirt with such skilled hands I hardly never realized it that I was wearing a shirt, I mean c'mon it's not like I needed it right now so let's just forget about it, heck, lets forget about his shirt too while we're at it!
"Oh," He murmurs into my ear, "Someone likes to rush into things." His voice was slow and seducing that it made me even more hornier than I was now, I mean, instead of my hands ripping his shirt off to expose his beautiful body, they were fidding with his belt, loosening them with sloppy skill and unbuttoning the button more quickly than I'd intended.
After a few seconds, my hand slipped passed his boxers and gripped his hard cock.
Cedrick had his shirt off in seconds after Jake touched his member, rubbing his hand up and down to get a feel of it before grasping his slim digits around the hard member, letting his thumb slide over the crown to get the slippery feel of Cedrick's pre come. With their bare chest's touching Jake became more away of their own sweat mixing together to make their own musky smell, the smell was so erotic that Cedrick was sure he was imagining this, but that hand felt too real for it to be a dream. Jake had to have done this to someone before becasue this was so... so... "Fuck..." Cedrick exhaled harshly and dropped his muzzle into Jake's neck, resting his head there as the hand stroked so professionally it sent too many shivers through the Wolf's body.
Jake felt the shivers like a shockwave, pulsing after his hand stroked the crown of Cedrick's needing member. Why was Cedrick turned on by cute scrawny people instead of hot attractive ones? Was it because the 'Hot' crowd had done the same thing before to other people and it got boring? Or was it that the 'wimpy' croud liked to experiment? It had to be the experiment one, because Cedrick was sure Jake was a Virgin, but why did it seem he'd done this to someone before? Cedrick usually had some girls with him and he found that they'd just seem so drunk that they're motor functions were too lazy that they would only let the guy take over and just wing it.
Which is how Cedrick found that being a bisexual was his calling. His first lay with another male was just amazing as this moment he was spending right now. Cedrick didn't know why, and god it was incredably awkward to jerk off another male, but through the years he'd found himself loving the guy side more than the female side. He was sure he wasn't gay, that's the last thing he wanted to be titled as--granted the things he'd done was majorly gay--but he would never give himself that label. It was a gross word to him, bisexual was more straight sounding than gay.
The first guy he was with had his way with Cedrick, anyway. He guessed that the reason he turned bisexual was because of him. His name was Owen Carter, a large muscular Bull from the gym Cedrick went to work out at everyday. Owen wasn't much for talk, fact all he'd ever done was work out and listen to his iPod while having all the girls look at him like he was a work out machine they would love to ride on. He had the normal, "I don't give a crap" look like all the other guys in the work out room and had that look kept plastered on his face, not even flinching as he lifted heavy wights. He especially seemed bored. Which is why Cedrick hated the Bull for just acting like everything was nothing. The wolf had to always clench up before lifting a weight, veins bulging out of his neck and arms during the torture.
Cedrick hated Owen more than he hated children, it always felt like Cedrick was the weaker one and it embarrased him!
Until the night they happened to be the only two in the whole work out room. Cedrick was on one side with his dumbell weights, contemplating on grabbing the heavier weights instead of his usual while Owen was in the center of the room, laying down on a work bench and pushing the bar up without any struggle at all. From the he looks of those weights on the two ends of that pole it seemed the Bull was lifting his own body mass. Cedrick growled and looked down at the heavier dumbells, grabbing them out of reflex and moving over to a chair to ready himself. Lifting his right arm up, he struggled to not let himself clench and make it seem hard. His pride was all that mattered to him right now, even if the Bull had his headphones in his ears and focusing on the rock music that was heard across the room and not on Cedrick.
he lifted his Left arm, which happened to be his less dominant arm, and forced himself to sigh harshly, feeling his muscles burn already as the feeling sored through his entire left arm. "God...!" He muttered under his breath, trying not to be so audible.
"You should try using your wrist and tricept instead of just lifting with just your forarm." His voice was finally heard, which shocked Cedrick to the bone and forcing him to drop the weight out of his hand, landing hard on to his foot and releasing a screaming yelp.
"Oh crap!" Owen rushed over to Cedrick immediatly with such quick agility, headphones dangling over his neck and kneeling down to shove the weight away and to pick up his throbbing foot. Cedrick wanted to use this opportunity to kick the Bull in the face, but the pain was too horrible to even move his foot. "Does this hurt?" He pressed his thumb to a certain spot on his foot and felt a little shock of pain.
"Ah, a little." Cedrick replied coldly but not too harsh for the words to sound insulting.
"Well, I don't think she's broken," he said with consideration, pressing his two thumbs around and letting Cedrick's foot rest on his knee, "it's just gonna bruise and hurt for a little bit, is all." he looked up into Cedrick's golden eyes and smiled lightly. Holy crap, Cedrick thought, he actually smiles. It was the first time that someone may have seen him smile in this gym. He used his two thumbs to now rub them into small circles in the spots Cedrick winced at, easing the pain and tension a bit. Cedrick sighed and dropped his head back, enjoying the treatment before glancing down at the Bull to feel a pang of alert hit him like he just kissed a freight train. Owen was shirtless.
His body was built, that was for sure, but sweat drops slid down his frame like little stream rivlets straming in a forest dirt when it drizzled lightly and soothingly. It was the sense of relief that he loved from the thought. But Owen was shirtless and rubbing his hands nicely against Cedricks bare foot. Was this okay? It seemed to be to Cedrick.
"The ladies must love you for being so soft..." Cedrick muttered to himself to make it appear as an insult, but Owen heard.
"Oh they do," the Bull replied with a twitch, hesitating a bit before completing his sentence, "But so do the guys..."
Cedrick paused, "Come again?"
Owen then hesitated more before finally finding the will to say he was gay. At first Cedrick was uncomfortable because of the foot rub he was getting, but when they kept talking Cedrick became more comfortable. Owen invited Cedrick to a bar later, bought him a drink or two, and took him to his apartment.
That was the best night that ever happened to Cedrick, and just the thought of it sent too many shivers up his spine that he clenched his whle body, sending his body into a spasm and feeling the realization of him back into his room with the cute Racoon he met just a while ago. His slender mouth now around the Wolf's member and rubbing him off, sending him into the deepest climax that he never felt since Owen rubbed him off.
Cedrick bucked into the mouth and realeased his load, moaning in approval.
I swallowed his come quickly. gulping down every last drop as his warm fluid tasted like nothing I've ever tasted before. I knew he was enjoying the whole thing as I moved my hand up and down, he kept moaning like a motor boat and purring into my ear like a chainsaw, I have to admit, I wanted to taste him. So I shoved him off of me nicely and got in between his legs to wrap my lips around his dick. After a bit he came into my mouth.
Now, he lay limp on the bed exhausted and I now was looking up at him sith eager eyes. His breath had became more heavier and quicker, as if he'd just ran 3 miles without water. Jake was now the horny one and climbed upon the Wolf slowly, straddling his stomach and leaning down to have his face just over Cedrick's muzzle.
"You... are good," Cedrick laughed a little and looked up with half closed eyes, admiring my face and looking into my calming eyes.
I giggled, "Well, I'm glad you think so..." I leaned in for a small kiss, letting Cedrick taste his own come and hearing a soft purr, "because we ain't done." I slid my hips off of his so I could unbutton my shorts, getting them off and tossing them on the ground with my boxers following, placing my rump just above the Wolf dick and giving him a hint of permission.
Cedrick laughed and sat up, pressig his bulky chest against mine and crossing his legs so that I was basically sitting in his lap.
And without notice or warning, he pulled me down onto his dick, forcing me to gasp harshly and move myself into his body so I could wrap my arms around his neck so I would have someting to hold onto. I didn't know if he was a cuddler, but right now he would have to understand the feeling I was getting. It wasn't difficult to slide him into me because of the sweat that was probably acting like a lubricant, but some come may have been left to help out. Bucking his hips in and out, I tugged my face into his neck and groaned, muffling it a little so it wouldn't sound so loud incase the neigbors could hear. Though Cedrick's moans were untamable.
I glanced at the clock that illuminated in neon blue numbers and noticed it was 2 in the morning. Jordie's gonna kill me that I'm up this late because dance practice is at 8 AM sharp, and last time I showed up late she made me dance to... urgh... classical music! Although, she may be lineant tomorrow considering she is going to be a bride-to-be next week so she has been busy with planning that she may let it just pass by without giving me shit. But only god may know that information.
Now that I think of it, none of the hip-hop dancers and I have ever met her groom. In fact, she never even told us about the guy or what he's like. I know it isn't our buisness but we all tell each other everything that we hardly keep secrets from each other. I mean, everyone knows that I'm not straight in the classes. So what's with her not telling us about the guy in the first place. All we know is that he's sweet, charming, and can look intimidating but when in truth, he's a softy. She also has the necklace he gave her with the words, "CJ Forever", we asked if CJ was his name and she just laughed. Jordie said she was leaving on a vacation last week, so the class was cancelled, she said she was visitng her parents to choose out her wedding dress. So class was cancelled last week.
Now that she's back tomorrow--or now today-- its back to training. Though she said she'd be back at 7 in the morning and head to her man's appartment to get herself ready and make her way to the studio. I hope she get's enough sleep.
"Oh, yeah..." Cedrick moaned and rocked himself back in forth to move his hips easier, the beds springs creaking in protest and causing alot of racket around the apartment, but that didn't matter to both of us at the moment. It was the feelings of sex that had me going out of control. His dick was big, I knew that for fact, but the way it was moving was sending me into a state of sensations that made me crave to have more. At first he went hard, our bodies slapping together and sending rough sensations into my shivering body, making us moan loudly and in unison, I even felt his heart beat as he pressed our bodies to gether to head into a deep kiss, kissing me passionatly while he thrusted into me with great power. After we parted lips, he moved slowly, grinding his hips into me and nipping at my neck, his hands squeezing my ass and teasing me like I was a toy or something.
Fuck, this is so good!
"Fuck, this is so good!" I said loudly, hearing him growl in agreement and go back to thrusting into me.
"I'm..." He growled again, stuffing his face into my neck, "Gonna Come!"
His body tensed once again, which gave me that shockwave feeling again and finally sending me into a climax as well. The feeling was unlike anything I've ever felt before, it mixed in with my climax and his climax that it gave me a thrill of...FUCK! My first spasm came, clenching my body and hearing him moan as I clenched my walls around his dick, feeling the load inside me once mine shot out onto both of our chests. It was a messy thing we were doing, but god this was the release I needed.
After a few seconds, we came to a halt in our climax's. Sticky and messy, Cedrick fell back onto the bed and landed flat on his back, resting his head on his pillows and holding me on top of him. He muttered something that I couldn't hear, and drifted off into sleep. I wouldn't blame him, he came twice! That take's alot...
Closing my eyes and smelling the our scents, I fell asleep just a few short minutes after he did.
Best day ever.
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I woke up at 5 in the morning, our smell overwhelming my nostrils immediatly as I became aware of where I was and what had happened last night. The memory of last night came back like a tital wave, which sent me into a smile.
Slipping out of bed and collecting my clothes, I slipped them on after heading into the wasroom and washing off with a cloth and headed back into the room, he looked so cute. The rising New York sun shone through the window just at the right angle to bring out his black fur colour, it was like a powdery black. Going up to him, I lightly kissed him on the nose before heading to the door. Leaving with my happiness and pride with me. Knowing today was going to be a good one.
Cedrick woke up.
He wasn't a morning person, but today he felt alive! With a sigh, he got up and headed to the washroom, turning the faucet of the shower on and hopping in for a quick wash off.
When he got out, he heard feet shuffling outside.
"Honey, you in there?" The voice called.
"Yep, you found me, babe!" Leaving the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist, he opened the door to hug the love of his life.
Jordie.
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Okay I fixed the whole thing now. sorry if you were confused by my mess up but my computer isn't nice to me.