Kicking in the Brown Door
Kicking in the Brown Door
A Because of Camp Story
By Bunny Hops
http://www.furaffinity.net/user/bunnyhops/
http://bunny-hops.sofurry.com/
Players:
Zeke: 17 year old male European mouflon (Ovis orientalis musimon) 5'9" 175 lbs
Mathe: 16 year old male green anole (Anolis carolinensis) 5'11" 155 lbs
Setting: Camp, summer 2004,
The Second Day
After a filling, oily breakfast of the typical boring, mass produced camp food affair, Mathe whispered into Zeke's ear, "You want to go sneak off and have some fun?" The question was punctuated by a quick slurp of the lizard's tongue into the ram's ear, much like a frog's tongue grabbing dinner.
Nervously, Zeke glanced around the lodge as the two of them left the lodge together, making sure no one saw them. He would rather not announce to the world these things of private life.
The camp's land was rather expansive, but the main living and playing areas were only a small section in the center. The whole area was donuted by the indigenous trees and shrubs of the area: tall ponderosa and sugar pines, thick oaks, deer bush, flannel bush, scotch broom, and that mystical plant of Yule, mistletoe. The camp was designed so its patrons could feel like they're away from it all, but still have the luxuries of living; it was no wonder church groups rented out the property for most of the year.
Mathe lead the excursion away from the lodge, but Zeke didn't need any encouraging. Not only was the lizard boy cute, the ram found him mysteriously intriguing. Zeke followed the lizard's sexy green tail across the large deck outside the mess hall.
"It's a shame they don't have tables out here and actually allow us to enjoy the outside while eating," Mathe mentioned when he got to the edge of the deck. "Instead they lock us inside. When it's this nice outside, nothing should be done inside, you know? Nothing."
The lizard turned around and gave Zeke a little wink before whipping his legs over the rail to the field a couple of meters below. Zeke followed suit, but nowhere near as gracefully.
Picking himself up off the field and brushing the cut grass and bits of dirt off his clothes, Zeke said to Mathe, "Lead on."
"To the woods," he responded, "Just let's make sure no one's watching. We ought to head for the trail over by the boat house and cut off the trail after a hundred meters."
"The trail by the obstacle course?"
Mathe gave his typical sly smirk and responded, "The same. Let's go."
The two walked at a fast pace diagonally across the field: a beeline for the obstacle course trailhead. The obstacle course used to be used on the first night of each session as a way to wear the patrons down, but had fallen into disrepair in the last couple of years and had gone out of use. The counselors really should make sure no cubs wondered into the course, but, really, with an extensive ropes course on the other end of the camp a bunch of old wooden and plastic obstacles weren't too captivating.
The two didn't hesitate when they got to the trailhead. Zeke couldn't figure whether it was because acting suspicious made others suspicious, or if Mathe was really just that cavalier. From what little he knew about the cute lizard boy, he would guess it's the latter.
From the trailhead, Zeke followed Mathe obediently as he cut off the trail and into the woods. The two wordlessly dodged shrubs and low hanging limbs until they reached a rather elaborate wooden structure. When it boiled down to it, the structure was basically a wood plank wall with plastic rock climbing rocks on it. A shim-shame of crisscrossing two-by-fours kept the structure upright, but made it look like a collapsed toothpick bridge. It was once just the wall with some supportive beams, but years of repairing the decaying structure added loose buttresses.
"This looks like it could be some fun, don't you think?" Mathe said, as he pulled off his t-shirt and tossed it on a horizontal beam. "Now let's stripe off these cotton shackles. Let this little lizard see your sexy bumps."
There was something in the forcefulness that struck a chord with Mathe. As he pulled off his shirt he felt a warmness coming over his lower center-of-gravity. The ram was intrigued with the lizard's straightforward bravado as much as he was aroused by his sleek, slender features. He didn't have much of a chest at all, and when Mathe dropped his pants, Zeke noticed he didn't have much downstairs either.
"First time seeing a nay-kee scalie?" Mathe asked.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare, but...yes." Zeke snickered again, "And, of course, you don't wear underwear."
"It's not in my nature."
Mathe rubbed himself from chest to loins, stopping at his simple slit. The green lizard only had a small bulge downstairs; no external genitalia save for the lipless slit. It amused the mouflon to think that Mathe, in all his macho exterior, had an exterior less complex than a mammalian chick.
"C'mon, now," the lizard cooed, "Let me see something that'll get me excited. Show me something to bring my bits out of hiding."
"Yes, sir," Zeke responded, dropping his shorts to the dusty ground and stepping out of them. Before he could disrobe from his boxers, Mathe took a step forward and laid a hand on the elastic band.
"Here," he whispered in the ram's face, "let me speed things up just a little."
Zeke let the lizard take the lead and just stood still as Mathe took the cloth in both hands and yanked it to the ground. He fell with the shorts so he was on his knees, nostrils a few centimeters from the ram's peaking sheath. His nostrils flared as he closed the distant and inhaled sharply, taking in the tangy musk. He closed his eyes and drank it in, letting the smell write its own fantasies. With his eyes still closed, he took a lick of the pink sticking out of the fur with his long, thin tongue.
Zeke shivered and felt himself growing farther out of his sheath. Mathe wrapped both his arms around the ram's waist to cup both ass cheeks. The lizard pulled the ram's hips closer and took him in his mouth, wrapping his tongue around the growing flesh. He felt his own parting the slit and beginning to escape.
"I about ready to have some real fun," he said.
"What do you mean?" the ram asked.
Mathe stood up and let his arms drop to his side. The ram looked down at the lizard's manhood.
"What the hell's going on there?"
Mathe laughed, "It's called a hemipene. Here, let me show you how it works."
Being rather forceful, Mathe spun the ram around and pushed him up against the wooden obstacle. Zeke braced his arms up against the structure, but kept his legs still so his butt jutted out.
"I'm not too sure I want to do this, Mathe," Zeke said, looking back at the lizard's face, then down at his crotch to glimpse the two half erect cocks hanging out of the smooth scaled skin. "I've never done anything like this before."
"Oh, come off it. You're telling me you and that rabbit never pushed each other's shit in?" Mathe shrugged, "Whatever, you'll love it, trust me."
Mathe began stroking himself to hasten his erection with one hand, while the other hand leaned on Zeke's back. When he was sufficiently satisfied with his cocks, the lizard chose the one that hardedn quickest and guided it into the ram's brown hole.
Zeke yelped and tried to stand up-to turn around, to do anything-but the lizard kept him still with a forceful claw on his neck.
"No...no," he cried out with tears forming in his eyes, "It hurts. I'm not ready. I don't want this."
"But what do I want?" the lizard intoned, "You ever think about that? Just enjoy the ride, let me pop your cherry, and I'll get you off afterward, 'kay?"
Mathe propped up his other penis in the ram's crack, pointing up so the tip rubbed into his fluffy tail. He pulled his hips back, sliding out of the ram before slamming himself back in as far as he could; when he did so, the second cock slide back and forth between the cheeks.
When the ram squirmed again and tried to break away, the lizard grabbed hold of both of Zeke's curled horns and reined him back. With each thrust Mathe pulled back on the horns, cocking Zeke's head back. Zeke kept a paw on the wooden structure, with the other arm trying to fight off Mathe. His shouts became hoarse and wordless.
Zeke crushed his eyes closed and contracted his throat, stifling the yelps of pain he wanted to cry out with each unlubricated thrust. He wanted this to end, but he didn't want someone to wander in and break it up and have to explain himself. He wanted to stay under the radar.
The lizard kept at it, violently thrusting into the ram's tailhole, relentlessly yanking on his horns like they were handles. He was doing some screaming of his own, letting out pleasure gasps with each hump. Pre cum was collecting on the fur of the ram's tail.
"Don't be so melodramatic, Zeke," Mathe stopped to say, "You know you're enjoying this as much as me."
Even through all the pain, Zeke was confused to realize he himself was hard. He wasn't enjoying it, but it seemed he was...not that that made any sense.
The lizard continued, quickening his pace and pushing in harder than he pulled out. A spot of drool dripped from his mouth to land on the ram's back.
Inside he began to scream. The pleasure with each proceeding thrust exponentially increased. Mathe closed his eyes and gave his smirk as the world around him floated away. He consciously and with great effort contracted his cock muscles. He didn't want to explode just yet.
He quickened his cadence and made his movements shallower. When he couldn't hold it any longer, Mathe pushed in as hard as he could, pulling back on the horns as his did so. Zeke's arms gave out and his face pressed up against the wooden structure. The cock inside Zeke let loose first, shooting a slug of cum deep into the hole. With the second pulse the other cock let fly a glob of jizz into the ram's tail. As his body uncontrollably spasmed with orgasmic release, Mathe contracted his ass muscles to wiggle his hips and help milk out the last of his load, making sure it all got transferred to the ram.
When he finally let go, and pulled out of Zeke, some white goop came out as well and spilled to the ground. Zeke was silently crying and curled up next to the wooden structure when he was released.
"Oh, come on," Mathe gasped between breaths, "It wasn't so bad. Look at yourself: you're hard. You know you loved it."
The lizard bent down next to the mouflon and took his cock in hand. Zeke looked at him silently and wiped the tears from his eyes.
"Why?" the ram asked.
"Because you're so sexy, sweet cheeks."
"We could have had fun without this."
"But we had so much fun with this, wouldn't you agree?"
Zeke didn't answer, just let his eyes fall.
Mathe curled up close to the ram, letting the warmth of their naked bodies intertwine. Zeke noticed how smooth the lizard's scales were. They shinned like they were wet, but their touch was like Teflon.
The lizard began slowly massaging his grip up and down Mathe's penis, giving careful attention to knead at the corona. He gave a small pinch at the head and Zeke recoiled a little, but otherwise he was staying motionless.
"This will be a lot better if you showed some interest," the lizard remarked, "or I can just beat this thing like it owes me money and get you off quicker."
To demonstrate, he jerk the cock in rapid session until Zeke couldn't help himself but react. He closed his eyes, lifted his chin slightly, and inhaled a hot gasp.
"That's what I like to see."
The lizard kept his hastened pace, pumping the cock without tender passion but with raw lust. His grip increased as he stared intently at the ram's red furless rod, willing it to explode.
Zeke curled his legs as sparks coursed through him, taking him away from the world. Keeping his eyes closed, he wrapped his arms around his chest, brushing up against Mathe's scales. The slick skin tingled the area where Zeke touched him, adding more confusion for the ram. This was not a situation anyone ever gets schooled in, and, God willing, he would never have to deal with anything like this again. His throat cracked as he inhaled a gasp; this would not be an education, he told himself.
His cock's head was screaming at the swift rhythmic wanking, but Zeke did not want to burst. Not like this.
But how? He could feel the fluids building up, threatening to shoot through the shaft like a meaty straw popping a spit wad. He hadn't fought since getting his brown door kicked in and painted white, so why fight his own release? If he enjoyed it now, wouldn't it make everything alright? Erase the past, so to speak?
The ram opened his eyes to see the lizard licking his lipless mouth, staring down at the penis he was beating. Zeke raised an arm and placed it on Mathe's shoulder when the lizard suddenly went down on the mammal lying on the pine nettle covered ground. Zeke decided to go with it. What happened happened; what will be he still had power over.
He placed both paws on the top of the lizard's bald green head, tightened his ass muscles to push his cock deeper into the maw, and allowed his loins to loosen. The orgasm sped through him like a little death just as Mathe wrapped his long thin tongue around the hot, throbbing jut. Mathe knew what he was doing. He may be young, but he was giving hand jobs, blow jobs, and his own ass since before he was able to spurt his seed himself. Expertly, the lizard supplied his own tongue as cock ring, stopping the flow of cum just as it started to spill into his mouth.
The jizz slowly dribbled out into Mathe's mouth as he tightened his tongue around the cock's base. He moved the tip of his tongue downward to explore the ram's fuzzy balls. He smiled awkwardly as the ram let out three sharp exhales in rapid secession at the tongue tickle. Mathe beamed at the strong grip of the ram on his head, gaining satisfaction at knowing Zeke was enjoying himself.
Fully content, Mathe released his tongue, allowing cascades of thick, warm seed to gush into his mouth in one go. There were no spurting spasms with this method of liberation; it all broke through at once like a damn bursting forth.
The lizard pulled off the mammal and slurped his tongue back into his mouth, swallowing the load as he did so.
"See, I told ya you'd enjoy it."
Zeke closed his eyes again, "Yea. Yea, sure."
"Hey, man," Mathe went on, standing up and grabbing his pants, "we outta head back now before someone comes searching for us. What he do ain't exactly kosher, ya know."
With one scalie claw buttoning up his shorts, Mathe proffered an arm to the ram still curled on the ground. Zeke slowly turned his head and look at the green lizard staring down at him. He really didn't know what to do. He was just violated, then allowed himself to enjoy getting pawed-er, clawed-off, but the sobering effect of orgasm allowed him to fall back into confusion. What if he took Mathe's offered arm? What would it all mean?
"Don't over think any of this," the lizard said knowingly, "It was just a harmless fuck, it doesn't ruin anything you have with that bunny."
The ram let himself get helped up and went on a search for his clothes. As he was pulling up his boxers, he thought about what Mathe said. Was there a relationship between him and "that bunny" Pete? He had never really thought about it before-well, okay, that's a lie, he thought about it from time to time. The two were best buds, but more. They were each other's firsts and still like to have naked fun together. Did that just make them really good friends with benefits, or could they be more; are they more and just pretending it's not?
Once both of them were fully dressed, they continued pushing forward on the obstacle course trail until they reached the field near the lodge.
"Wanna head over to the games room and shoot some pool, sweet cheeks?"
Zeke took a second to think, "Um...sure."
Next opportunity, though, he was going to make sure he talked things over with Pete. He needed something more-something stable-after what just happened. He just didn't know if he could even discuss it with anyone, even Pete.
In the meantime, though, he would try to forget.