Contains M/M oral sex in public.

This is a short sequel to my previous story, which I wrote for a friend's character he made in Amorous. Both stories I didn't take too seriously while writing, but I hope they're worth the read!

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Bros in the Library

By Spicy

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Life went basically back to normal for Ryan after the one night stand with Azin. He left the morning afterwards, waking up after the lithe feline had headed off to his job as an agent. He'd left a polite note on the counter thanking Ryan for the night before along with his phone number, and offered the shower if he needed it.

A few weeks went by with little activity. Ryan also headed back to his day job at the local library. He studied hard in college and while he was ready to leave academia, especially getting away from the people, he wasn't finished learning. Between shifts working the desk, he'd always find himself getting lost in some obscure corner of the stacks flipping through some hundred year old manuscript. Weird stuff like that.

Late one afternoon, the hot sun already streaking through the library's tall windows creating a stuffy atmosphere among the thousands of pieces of paper, Ryan made the risky decision of bringing his latest text to the desk with him. He was totally engrossed when a patron approached the desk.

"Hi, how can I help you..." Ryan said as a trained response seeing the patron out of the corner of their eye, not taking his eyes of the pages.

"Not even a text message? I thought I had made a good impression."

The bratty pitch immediately snapped Ryan to attention, his black smokey eyeliner flipping up to meet Azin's deep purple highlights.

"How did you know I worked here?" Ryan snapped back, almost offended this twink had sought him out at his workplace.

"Oh come on, it wasn't that hard. You're exactly the type of person who'd be working at a stuffy place like this."

Ryan could hardly contain his annoyance. Did this guy really think he could just track him down and interrupt his work day?

"What do you want?"

"Oh nothing, just hoping you could help me find a book?"

Ryan rolled his eyes. Sure.

"Alright, what's the title?" Ryan said, flipping over to his terminal. Azin hesitated for a moment.

"Sun Tzu, you ever read that one?"

"Sir, I'm pretty sure that's the author," Ryan said, unimpressed.

"Yeah, that's what I meant. The one he wrote."

Ryan punched it into his terminal knowing full well this guy wasn't here to actually read anything and was probably just wasting his time.

"Alright, do you want me to read to you the section and shelf number?"

"I was actually hoping you could help me find it yourself. You don't look very busy."

Ryan stomped through the lower levels of the stacks with the lynx in tow, who was already bouncing on his heels. What was he on about?

Reaching the correct section, and soon the right shelf, Ryan pulled the dusty book off the shelf that clearly hadn't been touched in years.

"Here you go, did you bring your library car-"

He was interrupted as the lynx pulled him in for an unexpected kiss on the lips that quickly evolved into more before Ryan pulled his tongue away.

"What the hell, dude?"

"Don't 'What the hell, dude?' me! I'm just trying to make your day more interesting," the lynx snapped back before reproaching Ryan, nearly pressing him against the shelf and pushing his hands down to Ryan's unfortunately present erection. That traitor. "That's what you want, right?"

Ryan sighed. It had been three weeks already since the last time he saw Azin, but doing it here? In public? At his own place of work?

"Okay, but can't we go somewhere more private?"

"I don't know, I kinda like it here now. Feels like we're in some ancient tomb!" The lynx wasn't far off. Barely anyone ever came down to this section of the library. So few in fact, the trust didn't bother to install any cameras. That, plus the books diffusing any unfortunate noises that might slip out...

"Alright, fuck it." Ryan said, unbuttoning his pants and undoing his belt. "Make it quick."

"You'll be wishing you could hold out longer," the Lynx said lustily, getting down to his knees as Ryan leaned against the shelf behind him. "Here, let me handle the merchandise."

The lynx worked fast as promised, undoing the rest of Ryan's undergarments and letting them fall to the ground. At last, his cock swung free into the building's dry air, just inches away from the feline's whiskers.

The cat got to work, circling Ryan's canine tip with his tongue and wetting the underside with his saliva, making sure to never break eye contact with Ryan during the process. Ryan leaned further back into the heavy metal shelf of old texts without letting his guard fully down. If anyone found them at this point, he'd be out of work for sure.

Unphased by the public nature of their actions, Azin continued teasing the wolf with his tongue, eventually slipping the whole ebony rod into his warm muzzle, moaning performatively as he did it. The member disappeared completely as Azin took Ryan all the way down to his knot. Ryan breathed harder, the sensation of intimacy slowly absorbing all of his attention as Azin's muzzle transported him away from his 9-5 job.

"Be careful, we don't want to make a mess." Ryan mumbled between labored breaths. The lynx didn't take notice, all of his energy devoted toward servicing the cock before him, bobbing his slick mouth up and along its length repeatedly. He reached up and massaged Ryan's furred loins, inspecting them like he would a fruit, applying pressure occasionally.

"Oh gods, please." Ryan tried to keep quiet. The pressure was overwhelming, he couldn't hold the gates closed much longer. "I'm close, I'm really...Fuck!"

Ryan wrapped both hands around his own mouth as he reached his climax, thrusting his hips forward, desperately and unsuccessfully trying to force his knot into the feline's awaiting maw. The feline, caught off guard by the sudden movement, was forced backwards off balance, landing with a thud against the shelf behind him. The fruits of his labor followed close behind as Ryan launched rope after rope of semen across the entire aisle, painting Azin in messy strands as well as the shelfs behind him. For a good few seconds, the two were trapped in their positions: Ryan stuck mid orgasm, whining and squirming against the shelf, and Azin in shock, unsure how the react.

"Shit, I'm so sorry," Ryan said, recovering from the high. "So much for not making a mess I guess."

"Don't worry about it," Azin mumbled, licking the canine's spunk from his lips. "You owe me though. Next time, make sure I'm not the one who has to come find you."

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Story by Spicy

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