FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Bobby had turned 18 only recently and was shipping off to college. He was a skinny-ish grey wolf with shaggy fur. He was the first of three to arrive in his "pod". There was a living room kitchen combo with a couch and TV off the hallway. Then three tiny bedrooms just big enough for a bed and a desk. Bobby claimed the far room and dragged in his stuff.

His first neighbor was a skinny tiger named Andrew. Bobby helped him carry in his things and exchanged pleasantries. He seemed nice enough and Bobby couldn't help but imagine trying to catch a glimpse of a wet half-dressed tiger coming from the bathroom.

The last neighbor was a golden Labrador with an athletic build named Zach. He seemed really outgoing; almost too much for Bobby. After he got moved in Bobby's perv brain couldn't help but wonder what he'd be able to see from living with him.

Over the next couple days the three didn't really talk much. They shared schedules and idle chat. Bobby knew quickly he was going to have to find a way to keep his pervy mind at bay when he found that Zach often went around wearing only his underwear.

One afternoon about a week in, Bobby found himself daydreaming alone in his room. He daily wondered what the odds were that Andrew had rubbed one out a scant few feet from him on the other side of that wall. Bobby then noticed his hand written copies of his roommates class schedules and in a flash he realized no one would be home for at least an hour. He grinned excitedly and crept into Andrew's room.

It was practically identical to his own room. Bed, desk, laptop, clothes on the floor. Bobby went to the desk and picked up a couple shirts on the floor. His guess was spot on, a large wet spot smelling strongly of cum was the evidence Bobby was looking for. He put the shirt to his muzzle and inhaled deep, smelling that tiger cum scent. He immediately had an erection and a sudden fear he could be discovered. He put the shirt back just like he found it and looked a moment at Andrew's laptop and realized it was unlocked. With a scientist's fascination he poured through his search history taking note of each fettish, search term and how often it comes up. Bobby erased his tracks and tiptoed out of his neighbor's room, but not before snatching a pair of dirty boxers from the floor. "He'd never notice, and I'll return it anyways" He thought.

He closed his own door, lay on his bed and closed his eyes. He let his mind's eye run wild imagining Andrew jacking himself off. Did he sit forward? Or with a leg propped up on the desk? Did he like to draw it out or get it done quick? Did he moan? Tremble? Bobby wrapped his paw around his own cock and tugged down his shorts. He worked his cock with both paws, his legs twitched as he got close and he let out a tiny whimper. He pressed Andrew's boxers to his muzzle and inhaled the cat's scent deeply. He squeezed his knott and tensed up, letting fly a series of spurts that soaked his shirt. He lay there breathing heavily a moment before he heard the main door open. His stomach lept fearing he'd be caught before he realized he was safely in his own room. He changed his shirt, and decided he'd keep an eye on Andrew's room from now on.

Late that night Bobby glanced at the time: 1:14 AM. He recalled most of the porn Andrew watched was timestamped after 1:00AM. He stood up as silently as he was able, "relax, odds are low he'd at it now" He told himself as he slowly turned the handle on his door. The hall was dark with a faint light coming from under Andrews door. He tiptoed the three steps slowly and lifted his ear placing it gently on the door.

Bobby's heart skipped a beat. There it was; the unmistakable *slick slick* of a paw sliding over a cock. The door wasn't sturdy so it did little to muffle the sound at all, Bobby stood there frozen listening to Andrew jack off. He could make out every breath, every stroke and every shift in his seat. He lost track of how long he'd been listening, he could hear Andrew work his lubed cock faster or slower and then he heard the mouse click as he started another video. "He must be using headphones," He thought.

Bobby didn't know why he was so turned on by the idea of this cat jacking off. Thrill of being caught? Imagining what was happening mere feet from him? Obsessive need to learn about things that fascinate him? Bobby heard a gasp and the speed of the slick slick slick reached a fever pitch. He knew what was about to happen. He heard a few strained gasps, the shaking and creaking of his chair and finally a couple deep breaths. Bobby heard Andrew stand up and immediately became aware of how fast he could get caught. In a flash he dove back to his room, closing his door the moment Andrew's opened.

He stood absolutely still as he heard Andrew wash his paws in the bathroom and then return to his room. His heart pounded in his chest, but he felt exhilarated. He leaned with his back against his door and slid his paws down his pants to the precum soaked wolfcock within. He squeezed his knott and that's all it took to set off a powerful orgasm that had him shaking and clenching his teeth as hard as he could to stay silent. He gnashed his teeth and sinks down, now sitting inside his door having thoroughly soaked his shorts and paws more than he had ever done before. Yup, definitely going to keep an eye on the neighbor.