Now You're Edging with Portals

Story by Cinos on SoFurry

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A speed commission for a friend! These are very short, sexy stories I write in one day, and here's one about a jackal, a hyena, and a portal toy. And as much edging as a 2000 word story can fit. The hyena, coincidentally, is Whiplash_Hyena


"Yeah, I got this new toy," Navah grinned. What he handed the hyena looked like a cockring, if a little thicker and more ornate than usual.

"What is it? I mean, other than a cockring," the hyena asked, glancing first at the toy and then at the jackal. Both had that sleek black finish to them. He shook his head, realizing the folly of comparing his friend to a cockring. He definitely needed more sleep.

"It's one of those portal toys," the jackal beamed. With his dark fur, even his friends took a while to get used to how his fangs stood out when he grinned. Some described that look as predatory, others as mischievous. Navah himself insisted it was only a trick of the light. "Put it on and anyone at the other end, myself in this case, can..."

"...yeah, I get the idea," Whiplash huffed. He was familiar with them, though he'd never managed to afford one. His cock twitched in his pants at the idea of trying it on. Portal toys were the next big thing, developed initially for couples in long distance relationships, but quickly adopted by everyone else who liked the idea as well, which turned out to be most of the population. "I just put it on and someone plays with my cock elsewhere."

"Just so," Navah smiled. "So you could wear it overnight and I'll use it at some point today or tomorrow. But you'll not know when. That's part of the fun isn't it?"

Whiplash nodded. It certainly was. Good thing he had the week off, though, because somehow he doubted his colleagues at work would appreciate him suddenly moaning at the desk. After the jackal left, he slipped the cockring on, slowly pulling it to the base of his cock. It proved rather tricky, requiring a fair bit of lube, as his overly excited nature had him getting hard before he got it all the way on. He managed, in the end, noting that the ring felt very tight.

Should I be keeping notes about this? Maybe write a report... he thought. Then again, the jackal probably had some kind of plan for that, himself.

Once he got home, Navah waited a few hours to make sure the hyena would have time to actually wear the toy. It was hard to resist; there was that shiny new thing appeal, or perhaps it'd be better likened to unwrapping a present, but he managed to muster the discipline, fiddling with the other end of the portal. This side was more ornate, with sensors to turn it off in case of any sudden fall or impact. A little heavier.

From everything he'd heard, though, the portals themselves didn't feel like anything. So eventually, he couldn't resist any longer, and flipped the little switch on the back. The other end had no such switch. _Normally_they did, but this was a custom order. The moment it clicked, the hyena's cock _blinked_into existence on his side.

Mm. Sure is pretty big, Navah mused. He admired the meaty shaft for a while, delighted that the hyena didn't seem to notice - or if he did, he was too eager to feel more to actually protest. He had signed up for this after all. It was a veiny thing, heavy too. Thick and girthy, though not too much so that Navah would be afraid of taking it, once the mood was right.

The jackal laid back on the sofa, bringing the portal closer to his slender muzzle, and then ran his tongue along the warm surface of Whiplash's cock, all the way from the wrinkled foreskin - peeling it halfway back to reveal those sensitive glans - and to the very base. He smiled to himself, watching it twitch and immediately begin to stiffen in response.

This would be fun.

Whiplash, on his part, had just been sitting by the computer when he suddenly felt it. It was a weird sensation, his cock suddenly "disappearing", no longer feeling his underwear against it, only to be quickly followed by the feeling of something warm and wet slurping across it, the surprise making him groan out loud.

Thank god nobody's listening, he thought, only to groan even louder as a sudden vibration pressed against his glans. A magic wand? It almost made him fall backwards in his chair with the sudden pleasure, rubbing up and down his shaft. He walked over to the sofa, vibrations alternating with licks, a long smooth tongue curling around his shaft, and soon enough a pair of warm lips wrapping around the tip. He nearly stumbled, only barely managing to make his way there to lay down to enjoy the moment.

The moment proved a little longer than he'd expected. Navah wasn't in a hurry; he'd cleared his schedule for a day, and so he took his time, leisurely playing with the hyena's throbbing cock as he felt like. Every time he began to tense, just on the edge of orgasm, Navah stopped, only to firmly press the wand against his glans again and dialling the vibrations up, which seemed to, on Whiplash's end, travel through his very spine, making his whole body shiver with pleasure.

He was starting to leak, which of course called for feathery little licks over his cumslit to make sure the precum didn't get everywhere, which only made the problem worse. Navah couldn't see it, of course, but he imagined the hyena was surely squirming and thrashing on his end. And once he was sure the hyena was overstimulated and sensitive enough, it was time for the coup de grace.

A single feather.

Whiplash was panting on the sofa. He'd staggered over to the AC to turn it on full to try to cool down a little. It was starting to get a little too much. He squirmed, breathing deeply, hips bucking wildly against the thin air as the jackal continued, keeping him just on the edge of orgasm. For an hour. Then, there was nothing, and briefly he thought that Navah was done. His fingers slipped down to the portal-ring, tugging on it, only to discover that it was too tight to have any chance of being removed while he was still hard.

A slight flash of panic shot through his mind. He felt around the thing for an off switch. There was none. A sudden tickling_along the underside of his shaft nearly sent him into a paroxysm, the hyena gritting his teeth and digging his claws into the sofa as he fought the sensation. He was already sensitive, and getting tickled in _this state had him drooling all over himself as he struggled to reach his phone and dial the jackal's number only in time to feel his hot breath against his swollen cock, another little lick accompanied by more feathery tickles.

Navah was tracing little circles around Whiplash's cockhead as he heard his phone ring. Ah, must be time for a break, he thought to himself, complete with a wide grin. So, he did what any tricky jackal would do, and ignored it, leaving the hyena to enjoy his predicament a little longer. This was the best part, after all! The feather brushed over his cock's slit, twirling in little spiralling patterns around the underside and down his shaft... and then, Navah had another idea.

He'd been naked already, of course. It was only appropriate, since he was alone. He left the portal upright on the sofa for a moment and squatted over It, continuing to lash that feather over it as he got into position.

Navah lowered himself towards it, dropping the feather but keeping a pair of his fingers around the thick, throbbing shaft to make sure it didn't get too excited, and it pressed just under his tail, against his warm pucker. He'd not actually get to slip inside, not yet at least. He'd have to earn that.

For Whiplash, it was an almost maddening sensation. He felt the warm, bare flesh press against his cockhead, and he thrust upwards wildly, desperate to feel the jackal's ass around him, but he was helpless. Nothing he did on his end, no matter how hard he thrust and bucked, could move his cock on the other end. The only stimulation he got was feeling Navah grind against him, but never for long enough to actually let him cum. His balls ached, though in the most pleasant of ways, as he tried calling his friend over_and _over again, ready to beg for relief.

And once he'd reached that point and passed it several times over, his balls so swollen with need after several hours of sweet, sexual agony, that he was afraid they might literally burst, Navah finally answered. The hyena's voice was hoarse with lust from all the moaning, in contrast to the jackal's lusty, silken purr.

"I have a deal for you," Navah spoke. His voice had a warm and affectionate tone, with a dominant note to it. He knew perfectly well that he was the one holding all the cards. "I'll let you cum, if..."

"Yes! Fucking god, I'll do anything, just let me-" Whiplash growled, almost crushing the phone in his hand as Navah almost pushed down hard enough to make the hyena's cock push into him. Almost.

"I put something in your pocket. Put that something on your collar. I have the only key, but I'll let you have it if you decide to be a good hyena," the jackal explained. If he had sounded mischievous before, it was_very_ evident right now. A dominant cockiness that had to be obeyed.

Whiplash dug into the pockets of his jeans, finding something cold and metallic. A very, very sturdy-looking padlock. Somehow, the sneaky dark-furred jackal had snuck that right in without him noticing.

"...you bastard," he groaned.

"So what'll it be? I could keep tickling you all night if you'd prefer..." Navah purred, interrupted by the sound of the padlock snapping shut. Chances were that the hyena couldn't think clearly enough to trick him in turn. But he wanted to be sure.

"Turn on the camera and show me," Navah ordered, and watched as the hyena turned his phone around to show off his thick leather collar, safely locked. What pleased the jackal more than even that was the expression of almost delirious bliss on the hyena's face. "Good yeen," he rumbled, and hung up.

Navah relaxed, groaning a little himself as the hyena's thick girth slowly sank into his warm, clutching body. And immediately, before he'd even managed to hilt himself, Whiplash came. His cock bucked inside of the jackal, spurting out what felt like_gallons_ of warm, thick cum, the orgasm so intense that the hyena himself nearly passed out. It was a dissolute, spasming, shattering orgasm after that many hours of merciless teasing, one that had him emptying every last drop he had deep into the jackal's body.

Navah, on his end, grinned. It was nice feeling the hyena surrender to him so rather eagerly. He clenched his hole around that cock, making sure he was well and truly spent, enjoying the feeling of warm heat inside him for a few moments longer before pulling off.

Then, as he had planned, be brought out the magic wand, pressed it against the hyena's cock, and turned it on, almost immediately making Whiplash howl with helpless pleasure. If he'd been oversensitive before orgasm, he was doubly so now, and the vibrations felt not only pleasurable but incredibly ticklish. He'd almost gone soft, but that treatment rapidly had him at full mast again.

Sure, Navah had promised he'd get to cum. He hadn't promised that the hyena would actually get to stop. He took a length of duct tape and wrapped it around the hyena's cock, and strapped the wand to it, still vibrating, pressed against his cockhead. Getting to stop? That'd be a whole other deal. He hadn't worked the details out yet, but he was sure that a few more hours spent edging the hyena would give him time to think it through. Right after he had a long, relaxing shower.