Jello, and two who like it
Tales of Apartment 144B
Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction involving scenes of consensual homosexual sex, food fetish, and the furry fandom. Do not read if you are underage, a right wing conservative, or in any way shape or form attempting to pin the author with a lawsuit. You have been warned. You will not be warned again. I sincerely hope you enjoy this and will follow with more as soon as the laziness caused by my being a cougar emo-goth-lazy as anything with the hawtness wears off.
The neko boy sat cross legged on the counter, humming and stirring the bowl of warm Jell-O syrup. He paused every few minutes, and licked his fingers, purring as he sucked the sweet juice off of his paws. He was wearing only a pair of shorts, and a fishnet shirt, the tufts of fur on his chest, and shoulders sticking through the shirt. He grinned at the green liquid, knowing how his boyfriend loves lime Jell-O. After a good five minutes of stirring, he slid the bowl off of his lap, and into the refrigerator. He walked over to the sink, and slowly washed the sticky green juice off of the fur that covered his hands and arms to the elbow. After he had finished cleaning his arms, he walked out of the kitchen and into the room that was a den, TV room, and spare bedroom in one. With a swift pill he opened the blinds, and blinked at the cold snow covered world outside. He shuddered, and dropped the blinds down. Then pulled a red blanket off of the sofa, and snuggled up in the armchair. Within moments, he was sleeping soundly.
The door to the one bedroom apartment opened slowly, and the tall black furred jackal stepped majestically into the room. His fur was spotted with snowflakes, and his city bus uniform was speckled with snow. With a muffled burr, he shook himself, and pulled his scarf off, tossing it onto the hat-rack in the corner. The bus drivers cap was next, hung neatly on the hat-rack's crooked arm, and finally the jacket pulling the wired on third arm down an inch or two. He grinned, and tiptoed over to the chair, sliding his hands over the body of the sleeping neko. The boy purred in his sleep, and twitched his ears and tail. His paws kneaded the blanket, and he began to wriggle a tiny bit. The jackal slid his paws into the neko's pants, groping him gently. The neko woke up, and smiled.
"Why didn't you wake me up love? I made you the desert you like so much, it's still in the refrigerator, and should be done by now."
"My lover... you looked so cute and cuddly asleep like that, I couldn't resist, and what's this about desert?" said the jackal with a smile on his face.
The neko purred, and slid his lover's hands out of his pants, and turned towards the kitchen. As he walked, he teasingly shifted his hips from side to side, and waved his tail. His lover followed after him, and as they turned the corner into the kitchen, he pulled the neko into a deep kiss. The neko smiled, and hugged his lover's chest, purring loudly.
"Now tell me Josh, where's this desert you were talking about? If it's as imaginative as some of your cooking, I might have to be worried." The jackal said with a chuckle as he held the neko close.
"It's in the refrigerator, but I'm not sure that it's finished yet. Was your day at work good? I mean... Damian... will we be able to keep the apartment? You said that you might not have much of a job anymore, since the city is getting as bad as it is... that they might cancel the bus runs, to save the power... for the emergency vehicles." Josh said in a whisper.
"There's no worries love, I don't drive a real bus anyway... it's an undercover police vehicle... my job will be one of the last to go. Now, let's move to happier subjects, aright?" Damian opened the door to the refrigerator, and glanced around "looks like we need to go get some shopping done in the next couple of days love, we're almost out of food" the jackal grinned when he saw the bowl of cooling Jell-O. He could tell at a glance that it wasn't quite solid yet, and that made him smile all the more. He pulled Josh over to the refrigerator, and pushed his arm into the Jell-O. Josh protested for a second, then just blinked at Damian, He wasn't sure what the jackal's plan was, until Damian started licking the sweet syrupy Jell-O off of his arm. Josh giggled and pulled away, but Damian held him in a firm grasp. After a few minutes, Damian let him go, and licked his lips.
"That's almost as good as the tapioca we had a week ago." Damian grinned wickedly, remembering exactly what had happened then. "You know love... I think you might want to take off those shorts of yours... this is probably gonna get sticky, nice, and sticky."
Josh looked at Damian for a minute, then grinned and said "I guess you want to play with your food a bit, don't you? I'll go get cleaned up, and you can put something over the floor, I think there is a plastic tablecloth in the cupboard, I'm not going to spend a week mopping the sticky off the floor again." He grinned, and then walked into the bedroom, and the sound of running water signaled that the shower was running.
Damian pulled the tablecloth out of the cupboard and spread it on the floor. After a few minutes, Josh walked out of the bedroom, damp from the shower, and gave his lover a quick hug and kiss. Damian pushed him down onto the tablecloth, then poured the Jell-O onto Josh's light frame. Josh whimpered and shivered, with the cold syrupy mixture running down his face. Damian smiled, and licked some of the Jell-O off of his lover's face, his dark paws gently pinched his lover's nipples, and then gently groped him. His dark furred head moved lower down Josh's body, licking over his chest, and shoulders. He nipped at Josh's nipples, and as Josh stretched out, he slowly began working his Jell-O covered fingers into the neko's tailhole. Josh moaned sexily, and Damian smiled, his head moved lower and lower, he licked over the tip of Josh's pink shaft, as it started to emerge from his fuzzy sheath. Josh gasped, and squirmed sluttily, and Damian only took more pleasure at hearing that and slid another finger into his lover. Josh lay back, his entire body aflame with the pleasure, and began purring loudly. After a few minutes of Damien's tender ministrations, he arched his back and with a yowl of pure lustful bliss, and his cock spurted his seed. Damian grinned, and wiped the corner of his mouth with a paw.
"Even after so much time, it never fails to make me smile when you do that..." he said... "Remember the first time, when old Lady Alderman upstairs thought that we were killing each other, and called the police, and they kicked in the door, and found us in the living room covered in strawberry glaze? You went as red as the strawberries for a bit there." he grinned.
" Remember the look oh her face when you told her that we were simply having messy sex covered in strawberry glaze?"
"Of course love... but that's just memories now, we should make some new ones" cooed Josh as he lay back onto his back, his tail making a lazy pattern in the mess on the floor.. Damian grasped him by the hips, and slowly put Josh's legs on his shoulders. He slid the tip of his member into Josh's tailhole, enjoying immensely the sluttish moan that followed. After a few seconds to let Josh grow accustomed to his size, he began a steady pattern of thrusting in and out of his lover. Josh began to make all sorts of sexy little noises, his entire body open and honest. Damian's hands played over his lover's body like a master pianist. Within moments Damian had enticed another climax from his sweet lover. Damian leaned down, and slowly started pushing his knot into his lover. Josh cried out a little, the hard ball of flesh sliding past his tailhole and into his body. Damian wrapped his arms around the feline, slowly taking him up in a hug, and with a final quick thrust of the hips, hilting his length in the neko. Damian nipped Josh's neck as he climaxed. Josh moaned loudly as he feel his insides filled with warm seed, and experienced another small climax. He slumped into Damian's warm embrace, content and warm. His body vibrated with the loud purring, and Damian easily carried him into the bedroom for a shower, and then a night spent curled in each other's arms.