Upon a Midnight Dreary, a Publishing Inquiry
Selador was in the shower. He enjoyed laying lazily in the tub while the hot rivulets of water coursed over him. His red haunches splayed out, tail a strew, Selador relaxed as the steam cleansed him in preparation. He grabbed for the shampoo and spread it liberally across his fur. "Once more," He thought.
It was his habit to wash compulsively before writing. Writing made him felt so dirty, even when his stories and musings were quite tasteful. It was something about exposing a bit of himself tangibly that set it apart from everything else he did. He always made sure he was as clean as possible before beginning. Even if he went through a bottle of shampoo a week he could stay in the groove longer, get more done.
"Time to get out," He tried convincing himself. The water was so blessedly warm. "Get up Selador, move your lazy ass." It was just too damn good. "Okay, gonna play it that way? Gonna need a pep talk? Countdown? 10..9..8..7..Off." He shut the water off with his foot-paw. The thick steam lingered and so did the warmth. He hauled himself out of the tub and skipped over to the bathroom mirror. Wiping off the moisture with his paw he surveyed himself. He was the epitome of a post-college fox: young, slender, and highly intelligent. Drying himself off he proceeded out into his study. He threw on some boxers and sat down at his desk and began to collect his thoughts. It was after midnight.
"What shall I write? An essay declaring and arguing the evils of the world? Something poetic? A short story perhaps..." Before he could properly think over his options he heard a rapping from the hall. A tapping echoed from the front door. Selador threw on a bathrobe and walked out into the hall. He quickly glanced about his living room and made sure anything embarrassing was out of site. He reached the front door and glanced through the peephole, there stood a grey wolf, fairly soaked from the rain.
He wrest open the door and greeted his visitor
"Can I help you?"
"Yes my name is Robby Freidman I received a copy of one of your manuscripts a few days ago, "A spring tale?" I think it was called?"
"Oh yes, It's nice to get to meet you in person, my last publisher lacked charisma so I'm back on the market, as it were."
"I see."
"Sorry, I'm forgetting my manners, won't you come in? Tea? Coffee? I was just about to make some for myself."
"Tea sounds nice, it's been quite stormy the past couple of days."
"Here, let me get your coat."
Selador took the soaked garment and hung it by the stove. He quickly bustled off to get cups while the wolf seated himself in the couch by the stove. He had only worn the standard jeans and t-shirt and was by no means dressed for a business meeting. The wolf glanced around at his surroundings and sniffed a touch of the air. It was just a tad musty but he didn't mind, it was warm. The fox returned with a kettle and some cups. He set the kettle on the stove and sat across from his visitor looking at him with keen interest.
"So you received my novel, did you get a chance to look over it?"
"Yeah I read the entirety, it was entertaining if bland in some parts."
"Which parts?"
"The beginning mostly, it took you awhile to get started. It seemed like you didn't actually start writing until the third chapter when your character actually went out and did something."
"Yeah, I'm usually used to writing shorter works, I'm not used to setting up a scene that has to last a whole book, I might have overdone it a little."
"It's not bad, just a few things that could be done and I might be persuaded to get it out."
"What kind of things do I need to work on?"
"Some parts lack color and seem kind of... well boring. Like the scene in the middle when your main character is exploring his sexuality. It seems so drab and run-of-the-mill when it's supposed to be something new and exciting. Something unexpected."
"Hold on a minute let me grab a copy."
Selador traipsed off to the study to get one of the copies of his novel. When he got back Robby was pouring tea into the two cups on the coffee table. Robby proffered one and Selador took it with his free hand.
"In the middle you said? I remember, probably in the 170's."
"Yes let's sit down."
Robby seated himself and looked at Selador inquiringly. The fox sat down next to him.
"Now you were saying that this scene here lacked color?"
"Yes it has the air of something that is just thrown in at the last minute. It feels tasteless and has no description to it. It's just like vanilla, nothing interesting... like..."
Selador's brain switched off as he tuned out the criticism. He had heard publishers start to go on rants like this. He was staring where Robby was pointing on the page, but his eyes soon drifted to the more captivating parts of his guest. He sniffed and felt the warmth of the Wolf. He smelled oddly spicy, like cinnamon, but still had a manly musk. The heat radiated from him, tantalizing him earlier like the steam from the shower. He let the Wolf's words wash over him and let his eyes fall half closed. He felt euphoric and warm, his drunken gaze began to trace up the slender wolf's arm. He glanced at his chest and could see the muscles rippling as he moved under his shirt. His stomach was flat and Selador continued downward. His jeans were fairly tight and revealed a hint of his bulge but not enough to make him totally metro. His feet were bare, no socks, and he'd left his shoes at the door. Selador began to daydream when he was interrupted...
"Hey Selador! You awake? What do you think of those suggestions?"
Selador was jolted. "Err... They sound good... Do you really think it will help?"
"Yeah but even with those minor changes I can't help but thinking that it will still be a downer. It just doesn't seem fresh enough. I'm afraid the climax in this story is the crucial part. You're going to have to find a way to persuade me that you can make it seem real."
"I'll rewrite it then, make it stand apart from the rest of the book."
"I'm afraid without any new experience it's just going to sound the same."
"What are you getting at?"
"Come on, I saw you checking me out, there's more things evident in your writing than you know about."
During the conversation Robby had stealthily snaked his hand around him and now pulled him closer.
"What you need is an experience."
"Experience?"
"Yes..."
Robby's hand entered his bathrobe and began to stroke Selador through his boxers.
"What you need is to relax and let somebody else take you somewhere. The reader has to give some feedback too you know."
Robby's voice had been growing lower and now Selador was directly in front of him, still dumb-struck at how events had turned. The feeling coming from his crotch was wracking him with waves of pleasure. His brain had completely abandoned him- so filled with pent up lust begging to be set free.
"Feedback... Yes..." He echoed.
Robby set his chin down on Selador's neck and embraced him with both hands, one sliding underneath his boxers. He tenderly grasped the fox's swelling cock. Selador could feel his scent grow stronger just as his grip was rubbing around his member. He felt a joyful twitch come from him and the Wolf's paw now glided more easily up his wet manhood. He groaned loudly.
"How are we doing now, is this something tasty that you're going to remember?"
"Uhh... yeah... oh shit yeah..."
The wolf peeled off Selador's bathrobe and the fox soon kicked off his boxers anxious to get fully embraced. The rubbing stopped and the wolf started to undo his own clothing.
"Let me."
The fox got down on his knees in front of the couch and began to undo the wolf's buckle. He unzipped the wolf and his large, hard, member sprang out to greet him. He quickly grabbed it at the base and thrust the tip of it in his mouth. Its spicy warmness added to his head swimming pleasantly in excitement.
"Fuck yeah..." The wolf barked in a shiver.
Selador continued to engulf the wolf's cock in his mouth and sucked and twisted until the wolf was disoriented and grappling him. The wolf managed to get his pants off and he whirled the fox around, his wet cock throbbing and gasping in the air. Now the fox was bent over the couch and the wolf's arms grasped him tightly. He placed his manhood at the base of the fox's tail and delayed pleasure for a single moment. Then he thrust himself towards the opening. The tip was halfway in on the first thrust, on the second the head. On the third thrust he shoved his entire member into the tight fox and they both cried out in ecstasy. The wolf began a rhythmic humping and the fox soon began to relax into the pounding his insides were taking.
"I'll give you something..." The wolf groaned
The fox was humping the couch rapidly, trying to satisfy his insatiable desire. The Wolf was invading him deeper than he had thought possible and his insides burned. He was reaching the point of no return. His muscles were contracting around the knot that was forming around the base of his anus. He was panting and sweating with exhertion that the wolf was putting him through. The fox couldn't last much longer. The wolf felt his ample cock swell and felt the need to go deeper. With all the force he could muster he shoved his entire manhood into the fox and felt his knot go into the depths. The fox gasped in surprise.
"Shiiiit..."
The wolf was still humping frantically with the inch left to him inside the fox. The fox started to contract in waves of pleasure. Soon he was totally gone in the spasms of orgasm. The wolf felt the muscles clutch his cock so tightly that he was virtually frozen in a climactic moment inside of Selador. The fox felt his insides fill with the other's juice and exploded many times himself. They both felt the glow of orgasm wrack them and for the briefest moment they were both in heaven. Then their animal frenzy subsided. They unengaged themselves and stared at the floor. It was minorly awkward. Soon after they both came out of their stupor and finished their tea. Then the fox jumped up and headed to his study.
"Where are you going?" Asked Robby
"To go write. You've given me many things to think about, and I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
END