Ferret

Story by SwampRat on SoFurry

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FERRET.TXT

Another 'Piece of Tale' from Twilite

By SwampRat

(c) 1980 Betal

1990 The Brotherhood Of Pan

(cl) 1997 Gay Furry Association

This is one of the oldest stories I have ever written. And it probably shows. :>

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Rasha was drunk. The little jug sloshed by his side, almost empty. He took

another swig, spilling it down his chin.. almost. A tongue whipped out, pulling

the stray drops back in faster than a guard before the commandant. He weaved

down the road. If the patch of dirt could be called such. Very few creatures

paid the animal any mind. A sudden urge hit. His bladder thought it's master

had died and forgotten it. So it was going to unload. Now! 'Shit..' He found a

convenient alleyway, still having the presence of mind to scan for thieves. It

was deserted.. The creature blearily opened his pants, letting them puddle, as

he held his dick out. Just in time.. Piss streamed out, wetting the dry boards.

The ferret grunted. "Mmmmm.." At last the flood stopped. He squeezed the last

drops out.. then stood, idly playing with himself. Damn! Rasha would have to

find a wench soon, or Rasha would be jerking off again.. The jug tipped in a

very unsteady paw. It spilled on his erection. Shit! The stuff was Much too

expensive to waste..

The nimble creature bent over, cleaning the booze off. His tongue scraped over

the cock-head. Two things happened at once. The tip flared, making the maleness

jerk, and a mule called Pleasure kicked his spine through the roof of his

skull. Rasha groaned, paw carefully putting the jug beside him. Then it latched

onto his swelling balls, fondling them. The other clamped around the hilt of

the thick penis. Rasha lapped his fist, his cock, and the air, groaning every

time tongue and flesh met. The firework display behind his eyes had to work

overtime as pleasure hunched his hips.

* * * *

Fahm sighed as he closed up the shop. If only his sex-life was as good as

business was today.. Fuck the little squirrel! Let him stay with that bastard

Rott.. The fox sighed again. Cursing his ex-lover made him feel no better. He

placed the key in a waist pocket, and made his way up the street. His nuts

ached.. Fahm was too used to having a warm body to press against at night. A

horny animal to fondle by day. When business was slow, they would disappear

into the back room, and play with each other until a customer came. Or they

did... Shit!! Maybe a drink, and a knothole.. Fahm laughed. A knothole! He was

about halfway to the pub, when he heard noises coming from a dark alleyway. The

fox knew those moans and groans by heart. Somebody was getting it on, Hot and

Heavy! He had to take a peek. Perhaps they might be talked into a 3-some.. He

quietly made his way up the alley, then stopped. The wain light showed a furry

creature, obviously drunk, lapping at a wall. Fahm grinned at his fortune.

Perhaps the sodden one would pass-out, and the fox could vent some of his

pent-up desire on it. Hell, Anything was better than a knothole! He moved

closer.. And forgot about everything, but the horsecock that was being beaten

to death. Fahm decided to take matters into his own hands.. And Mouth.

Malenesses like those were what fox-dreams are made of.

* * * *

Rasha jumped when he felt a paw stroke his ass. A well-dressed fox with the

greenest eyes he had ever seen was standing beside him. One slim paw dropped

down to gently stroke his aching erection, while the other continued to comb

his butt-fur. Rasha smiled, turned slowly, placing his back against a cool

stone wall. He was sauced enough not to care.. As long as the animal continued

to play with him. The fox now used both paws on the huge piece of male-meat.

Fahm was in heaven. He knelt, lapping at the ball-sack hanging down quite

nicely. They swelled in his mouth as he sucked on them, rolling the nuts around

with his tongue. Their owner gave out a groan of pleasure. "I am Fahm." The

ferret nodded, panting. "Rasha.." He rubbed the pointed ears, then groaned as a

warm muzzle took his cock head in. He looked down, watching, not believing what

was taking place. He took another swig, then Gently laid the jug down. Patting

it.

* * * *

Fahm watched, waiting until the ferret was again leaning on the wall then

sucked on the thick cock, rolling the big balls in his paws, gnawing on the

piece of meat when the ferret was stingy with his seed. He cajoled, kissed,

swallowed the not-so-clean monster, not caring one bit as long as it blew down

his gullet. "Please," he whispered, stroking the big dick, rubbing it along his

muzzle, Please blow for me." He quickly gobbeled it down his throat again when

he felt a very familiar throb in the shaft.

* * * *

Rasha couldn't believe what the fox was doing.. Or how Good it felt! Even

through his haze-fogged brain the pleasure was almost too much. He gripped the

fence behind him arching up, balls moving. Then he went blind as his seed blew

out his cock being swallowed greedily by the fox. He gripped the fence, hips

moving, shuddering from ears to tail. 'Damn, But this Queer fox is Good!'

* * * *

Fahm licked off the last drops and gently stuffed the cock back into the worn

trowsers. "I walk past here every day.." Rasha grinned. He wasn't about to say

no to free sex.. "I shall make *Hic* a point of.. Coming here more often.." His

claws were sunk in the wood behind him. Damn rights he would come here again.

The fox stood, dusted off his pants. And made a mental note to put a small pot

of oil in his vest pocket.. Next time he would show the ferret how a

gentlebeing takes it up the ass. The ferret found himself almost sober. He

shook the jug.. Still half full. Hmmm... He grinned, thinking how the red tail

would look draped over his thighs.. "Wait, Kind sir.." The tailor halted.

"Yes?" The animal came up to him. "I am in need of a good pair of pants (And

this jug is but half empty).. How much to take my measure?" The fox grinned..

"(That I have already done).. Come, my good fellow. Let us retire to my shop

and we shall see what can be done for you.." And with that, they went back to

the shop. And neither were seen for 3 days after.. Heard, Yes. But not seen.

The End