Seeing Spots
"Seeing Spots"
Written By: Grifter Timber Wolf
David is copyright DJ Darkwolf
The roaring of motorcycle engines as they jetted around the small town of Norrisburg threw swirls of dust around the boots of Swift Lightningpaw as he stepped from Butch's Pub and into the dirt street that spider-webbed through the small, almost backwoods town.
Swift chewed on the end of a cigar as he watched the tail lights retreat into the darkness, breathing out a swirl of vanilla flavored smoke that curled around his nose and head as it haloed up into the cool night air. On a night like tonight, you couldn't really tell, save for the scent, which was one's own breath, or a swirl of cigarette smoke. The cheetah hybrid sighed as he jutted a thumb into each pocket of his tight, leather biker pants and started down the road to Skip Beyers' mechanic shop.
"Fuckin' humans." Swift said, choking back a growl in the back of his throat. "They been harassin' us for two months solid, an' not even doin' anythin' to get their asses kicked."
"Since when did we need a reason to kick their asses bro?" A voice from the dark stirred Swift's attention, he turned to see a shadow of blue fur come from the building he was approaching, sure enough it was Skip Beyers.
Skip was a young feline, though well experienced in all forms of pleasure, he could do anything to get a bro off. Whether it was forward, backward or even sideways. Skip, a lot like Swift, was very open and independent about who he was and gave anyone guff who would question it.
Swift smirked as Skip leaned in the doorway of his shop, wearing crotch-less chaps as he often did, letting his dick hang no less than eight inches in front of him.
"Ain't it a cold night ta let y'erself hang out like that Skip?" The hybrid said as he chuckled, crossing his arms with a smirk and tapping his boot.
"Lightingpaw, I been around the block a few hundred times, bro. And was raised here from a kitten pretty much. I think I can handle a little forty degree weather." Skip answered. "Bet Borni's not takin' kindly to this turn of weather though."
Swift chuckled. "Who're yew aimin' for tonight Skip, come on."
Skip shrugged with a smile. "An' you know me better than that, don't ya?" He nodded his head in a general direction that turned Swift's head down the street. Just barely, the hybrid could make out the form of a canine seated on a bench over near the pub. After looking for a few moments, Swift could scarcely believe he had missed the young wolf.
He was dressed in a dark blue pair of pants and a dark t-shirt under a black leather jacket. As the cheetah's eyes focused more, he could see the holster for a gun, which lay beneath, this kid knew how to fight, that's for sure. His ears pointed upward, always looking alert as he leaned back in his seat, letting out a slow, long breath as he relaxed where he was.
"He showed up here a couple hours ago." Skip's voice dragged Swift's eyes away from the handsome prize. "Said his bike engine was overheatin' and asked if I could take care of it."
"An' let me guess, you fixed it already?"
Skip nodded with a smirk. "Fixed it 'bout an hour ago, been standin' here trying to figure out what to say to him."
Swift smirked, shifting the cigar in his jaw to the other side and inhaling slowly before pulling it out and dropping it to the ground, stomping the light out with his boot. "I know jus' what to say to him."
"Lightingpaw, paws off bro, I saw him first!" Skip growled.
"'Ey... don' worry bro." Swift assured the cat. "If I drop the ball my firs' impression, he's all yours."
Skip watched as the cheetah started off in a slow paced walk toward the wolf, his stride a pure and confident feline's pace with the prowess and power of a wolf, which he had been cross bred with. The cat let out a slow sigh, "Yew never drop the ball, bro." He said to himself as he turned his attention to Butch, who was just exiting his pub and closing it for the night. "Although, I got bigger things to attend to." He said as he headed off toward the back of the pub where he was sure the huge bovine would be waiting.
Swift entered the circle of neon light that glowed from a lamp post above the bus stop bench. His gaze shifted to the wolf who sat there, now well aware of his presence as the hybrid stepped past. The wolf watched as the cheetah's tail curled up a bit and bristled slightly as he walked past.
"Cold night, ain't it?" Swift said, smirking as his comments met silence, he wrapped one wrist with his other paw behind his back as he moved on past. "If yer watin' for a bus, they don' come 'round these parts much. Maybe once ev'ry three years or so."
"Look, I don't want any trouble..." The wolf said as the cheetah came to a stop in the road and looked at him. "Just keep going, I'm waiting for the mechanic to finish my bike, and I'll be gone."
"Who, Skip?" The cheetah said with a purring chuckle. "Who knows? He could be workin' all night on yer bike. Yew don' wanna stay out in the cold that long do ya?"
The wolf looked up and brushed a bit of his short hair upwards, making a temporary spike, which seemed to suspend as if defying gravity over his forehead. "And I guess you'd be the one to put me up for the night."
"So ta speak..." Swift said with a smile. "I'm Swif'. Swif' Lightnin'paw."
The wolf took a long breath before he nodded. "Name's David Jones."
"Well, now that the formal'ties're out of the way." Swift said as he suddenly seemed to teleport in behind David, his warm breath purring into the wolf's ear. "Let's go somewhere'n fuck, how 'bout it?"
"What?" David's voice was sharp, almost offended as he tried to get up off the bench, only to be pulled back down by Swift's enormous paw.
"I think yew heard me, boy." Swift said, causing David to shiver in shock as he felt the feline's tongue slide along the edge of his ear. "I don' like to repeat myself."
David could feel his cheeks burning, he closed his eyes and covered them with his hands, as if he was trying to wake from a nightmare, but when he looked up, Swift was right there in front of him, an obvious bulge could be made out in the front of his already tight pants.
"Yew don't have to be scared of it, it ain't gonna bite." Swift said, his paw gripping David's and pressing it against his crotch.
David's head was swimming almost, he could feel the bulge pulse from under the pants, it seemed to be as big as a python, and it wasn't even totally hard yet. He could feel his cheeks burning as his head turned from left to right, before pulling his hand away.
Swift smirked. "Yew ain't one fer a public show, are ya?" David sighed and turned his head a bit. His ears perked, however when he heard the sound of a zipper, and turned back to see Swift's zipper reach its end as he dug his thirteen inch cock from its hiding place. "Well as you c'n see, there ain't no one around, an' getting a hard on in leather pants is a bitch."
David gasped, settling back in his seat again as Swift placed one of his massive boots up on the bench, beside the wolf. The cock throbbed within inches of the wolf's muzzle, David could feel his throat dry out as Swift reached down and caressed the side of his cheek.
"M-maybe we could go somewhere p-private?" David stammered, seeing a hint of moisture dripping from the tip of the uncut meat.
"Yew ain't gettin' off that easy boy." Swift said. "Takin' so long to make up yer mind yields me no choice, I'm gonna fuck you here in the street."
David felt his ears go flat. "What?" Before he could say anything more, he felt Swift's paw grip the back of his head and push the wolf onto the hot, throbbing meat.
David fought back, trying to push the cheetah away from him, but his looks didn't deceive, Swift was built like a house, and he had a feeling that whatever he wanted was done, no matter what. He felt the cock reaching into the back of his throat, causing him to cough and snort uncontrollably as he tasted the precum which slowly slithered onto the back of his tongue and down his throat.
Swift stroked his head. "Now don' get all choked up, bro." He said softly. "Jus' take it slow now, damn yer mouth feels good."
David breathed in slowly, allowing the head of the cock to pass behind his uvula and into the back of his throat. He could feel slight spasms from the cock, followed by the strong, salty scent of his pre dripping down his gullet.
"Oh fuck... yeah..." He could feel Swift's entire body shiver in delight as David began to try and work for the base of the feline's shaft.
David's paws were shaking as he slowly wrapped them around Swift's tight ass and up his back, slowly rocking his head along the throbbing cock in his muzzle. His tongue worked along the smooth skin almost expertly, feeling every pulse of the cheetah's manhood. As tempted as he was, he didn't dare make a move for the cheetah's belt buckle.
Just as the wolf reached a the three quarter mark across the enormous meat, he felt Swift's weight shift from one foot to the other, dropping his foot to the ground as he gently guided the wolf's muzzle with him.
Swift took his paws off David's muzzle and allowed him to work at the cock still as he pulled off his shirt, revealing his massive, rippled abdominal muscles, as he dropped the shirt to the ground, he looked down into David's ice blue eyes and smirked. "I think yer gettin' the hang of it, bro." He said softly, his tail twitching in delight as he looked the young, athletically muscular wolf over. His paw reached down, allowing David's throat to swallow the cheetah's meat to the base.
"Ungh... yes..." Swift hissed as his paw groped against David's covered erection. "An' it looks like yew are ready fer round two."
Swift shifted his weight, pushing the jacket and holster off of David's shoulders, his paws trailing David's lithe, muscular form. As his paws reached David's wrists, the soft 'thump' of the handgun striking the bench within the jacket sounded and, gently shifting his cock out of David's mouth, Swift pulled the wolf's shirt up over his head, and let it fall to the ground next to his own.
Swift's paws glided down David's abdomen with an almost impossibly soft touch, as the feline's retractable claws laid out patters in the fur, lowering to the wolf's belt buckle.
"Wait..." David said gasping. "I'm not sure about this!"
"Yer in'nis to far ta back out now, bro. Jus' relax." As he spoke, Swift's skillful paws slipped the belt from its loop and the cheetah was slowly pulling down David's fly, causing the wolf to blush, his attempts to get up and leave easily stopped now by the massive cheetah pressing him against the bench.
David watched in awe as the cheetah worked on him, a solid sense of respect and fear at the same time coursed through his veins as the cheetah unbuttoned his pants, revealing the tight white briefs within, his erection was pressing hard against the white, and his pre had already made a sizable impression in the fabric.
"There, that ain't so bad, is it?" Swift asked.
David gave a silent shake of his head as Swift licked up the crotch area, curling his fingers around the band of the wolf's underwear and tugging slightly, revealing the tip of the young wolf's penis. David blushed, but gasped as suddenly, Swift pulled on the remaining article of clothing off of the wolf, tossing them off into the street.
David gasped in shock, suddenly feeling naked and open, he could almost hear people laughing at him, pointing at him, calling him names.
Swift purred in spite of the look of fright on the young wolf's face, his tongue lapping on David's balls as he approached them again, a gentle purr that was as deceptive as a housecat's purr. As Swift's lips suckled on each of the seed-bearing orbs, David let out a moan and panted as he could feel the cheetah's warm breath encircling the moistening loins before both tongue and muzzle lifted, directed the shaft and fell again right onto it.
David could feel his toes curl as they placed instinctively around Swift's waist, he was panting hard now, if he wasn't careful now, he'd simply explode in the cheetah's maw. Something told him that the cat wasn't done with him just yet.
As if sensing that David was getting close, Swift purred and lapped up to the tip of the cock and looked into David's eyes.
"Tell me, David. Do I frighten' ya?" Swift asked softly. David nodded honestly as Swift moved away from the throbbing, ready cock and stood. "Would you like me to stop, David?"
"Again in honesty, David shook his head now."
Swift looked down at the wolf, their erections the only thing in between them at this point. "Then show me yew want me ta fuck you. Right in the street, boy."
David nearly fell over from dizziness, standing up from the bench, he felt the feline's erection hard against his chest, but he knew that he shouldn't start there, his fingers were too busy, sliding along every muscle in the cheetah's abdomen. Swift inhaled deeply as the massaging fingers of the wolf worked their way across his chest and pierced nipple.
David closed his eyes and breathed in the musky aroma that Swift had brought with him, lapping gently at the cheetah's nipple, he could feel his face blush.
"Could you... flex your arms for me?" He asked shyly.
Swift smirked. He enjoyed muscle worshippers, though he was a little too worked up for a full session, he decided in a moment to indulge the wolf, bringing his arms out to the side, he flexed the powerhouse biceps that he had in what would normally be traditionally normal lithe cheetah arms.
David was overwhelmed, he could feel his pre leaking from the tip of his cock and onto his toes for even looking at this, his paws worked their way along Swift's massive arms, as he sniffed along Swift's sides and up into his arm pit, the wolf couldn't help but inhale the masculine odor that overpowered him from the muscled arms. He blushed as he lapped softly, trying to get every taste, every scent from the cheetah's pits, and as his paws slid down the muscled torso, he was shocked for a moment when Swift's paw stopped his at the buckle of his belt.
Without breaking his rhythm, Swift stepped carefully out of his buckled boots and stood bare pawed on the cool dirt ground.
"Show me yew want it, an' I'll give it to yew boy."
David swallowed hard as he reached around the torso, licking Swift's nipple and lowering himself to examine the dark belt buckle. His small fingers slipped under the belt's band, and he pulled the buckle loose, opening it, and revealing the snap of the leather pants. He could hear a soft moan exit the cheetah's lips as he reached, caressing the cheetah's shaft before snapping open the pants. They fell almost instantly to the ground from the open zipper and his girth's influence. David was breathing pretty heavily at this point, licking and suckling on the cheetah's completely solid head, which had reached a length of fourteen inches with at least three inches of thickness, almost too much for the wolf to take behind his uvula again.
"Now, we ain't gonna get me off that way, are we?" Swift asked as his finger came under David's muzzle, adjusting his face upwards. "Get on all fours, boy, I'm gonna show yew what I can do."
David blushed, but complied. Not seeing anyone on the streets this late, he knew that he didn't have anything to worry about. Laying on his chest on the ground, David lifted his tail, revealing the tight pucker of pink flesh between his cheeks.
Swift smirked and moved in, his finger grazing the hole giving an immense feeling of pleasure to the young wolf. "I think we c'n loosen this up a bit." He said as he leaned in.
David let out a groan, his fingers gripping the dirt as he felt the warm, almost rough feeling of Swift's tongue sliding along his ass, slipping around the rim of his pucker and slowly inserting itself, settling inside. David's muscles clenched instinctively as he felt the tongue move around within the tail, gyrating around and darting firmly in and out. As Swift's whiskers caressed the fur on David's ass, David resisted the urge to giggle from tickling, and the deeper the cheetah's tongue went in, the more David wanted to place his paw on his cock.
It was almost too abrupt when Swift's tongue exited the wolf's ass. "Don' touch yerself David, let it come when I fuck it out of yew."
David's grip returned to the dirt before he could even grip his hard, throbbing cock.
As Swift slid his index finger and middle finger along David's crevice, the wolf gasped. The two paws had to have been as thick as his cock, if not moreso, if only he could... too late. David winced and cried out in almost an agonizing moan of pleasure. Swift hadn't made the transition subtle, his fingers jutted straight into the wolf's almost virgin-tight ass, sending a shock of dull pain to his body, and a filling feeling to his stomach. As Swift's paws entered and exited the ass at a tempo, his maw reached the wolf's balls as he suckled on them one at a time. Timing the throbbing with the rhythm. David moaned louder as he stretched his back legs out, taking the brunt of the cheetah's two knuckles.
"I think yer ready." Swift said finally after two minutes, though to David it seemed like an eternity.
As Swift moved from his tail, David felt the pressure lighten, but when he felt the massive cheetah's paws grip around his raised ass, he knew he was in for it. Feeling the cock tip tease gently along the crack of his ass, David felt the cheetah's massive member reach the rim of his pucker and catch onto it.
"Yer in for it now!" The cheetah snarled as he pushed forward.
David let out a scream of pleasure as he felt the soft 'pop' of the cheetah's massive, hard cock as it entered his ass. Thrusting slowly in and out as the cheetah got deeper and deeper until the wolf could feel the feline's ball-sac up against his own. It was as though there were ten pound weights slapping him in the ass. He could barely hear himself moaning Swift's name as the cheetah's heaving chest pressed down on his back. It was all rushing to his head. The blood to one, the cum to another, David couldn't hold it much longer, he was pouring a trail of pre cum out of his cock, and he could feel Swift producing even more in his ass.
Without warning, Swift backed up off of the wolf and gripped him on the side. Spinning him around on his cock like a top. David could feel his balls shifting, shaking as though a torrent was going to drown them both. David heaved and panted loudly, his shaft throbbing as Swift pounded down onto him like a jackhammer, their eyes locked.
"Gunna... fuck... the cum out... of you..." Swift growled, obviously holding himself back for the wolf to go first.
The wolf didn't need much coaxing, however. As Swift leaned over him, clamping his muzzle onto David's in an incredibly passionate kiss, David felt his balls stir and spasm.
David's entire body locked up as he screamed a passionate cry into his lovers muzzle, as ropes and ropes of heavy, thick cum ejected from his hard, throbbing cock. As the cum covered the both of them, the wolf could feel the stream hit him like a hose, and for the life of him, he couldn't stop cumming.
Swift's breathing halted for a moment as David began to spasm. The clenching ass muscles around his cock proved to be too much for him. "I'm gonna... UNGH! CUM!!!" Swift roared loudly as he too succumbed to the passion of the moment, his balls firing hot cheetah seed deep into the wolf's soft, sweet ass.
It wasn't more than five seconds before the continued torrent splashed out of David's ass, spilling over out onto the road as the two kissed again passionately. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, and before it was over, both wolf and hybrid could hear the cries and screams of dozens of Norrisburg citizens blowing their own loads into the depth of the night.
As the wake settled down, and the torrents turned to trickles, Swift sighed, looking deep into the young wolf's eyes. He let out a grin and winked. "Told ya boy... I ain' gonna bite."
David's smile lasted for a few moments, but just as quickly as Swift came into his life, he faded away. David reached up to grab him, only to grip thin air.
David's eyes opened, looking up into a ceiling fan, which spun slowly over the bed he had been laying on. He was covered in his own spooge, white and dripping all over him from the eyebrows down. He could even detect a couple of drops running down the wall over his headboard. David panted softly as his fingers rolled over his still hard cock. Had it been a dream? Could it have possibly been real? He didn't know. His eyes surveyed the room, and he could feel a sudden filling in his ass where Swift had been. Somehow he knew, somehow he knew it wasn't a dream...
THE END