Oh Councilor, My Councilor
Oh Councilor, My Councilor
"Please, you said you'd come this weekend," Michelle stated for the second time during lunch.
"Alright, I'll come if you'll let me eat in peace and quiet." That's me and for the past few weeks my friend Michelle has been trying to get me to come with her to a high school group, though we had just graduated, at her Unitarian church. This wouldn't be my first time attending it but I have a reservation for not going.
Let me explain. First of all you can call me Loc, and no I will not tell you what it is short for, too many people already know. My friend Michelle attends a Unitarian church and goes to a group of high school kids around the city. From what she has told me they have a great time and do some interesting stuff. So one Sunday I picked her up in Tasha, that's my beautiful El Camino, and drove over to the meeting place. This in itself is nothing to fret about, I love meeting new people and I love to have fun but everything changed when I saw Him. The moment I laid eyes on him I was speechless. I had never been so instantly attracted to anyone as I was at that moment. Michelle had kept walking but turned around and turned to the subject of my scrutiny when she saw the direction of my gaze. "Oh, that's Pollo, he is the councilor to the group" she said as she grabbed my hand to introduce me before we went to the meeting room. From that point on I cannot recall much. I must have interacted normally since I didn't receive any ribbing from Michelle after, but only one thing remained on my mind, Pollo. I could not get him off of my mind these past weeks since then. I am fully out and comfortable with myself as a gay male. Michelle was no help telling me totally flat out that Pollo was as well, but I didn't need her help in that department as I came to that conclusion when he said hello to me. So you can see why I am so reluctant to go back. I have a crush that borders on obsession with my friends councilor. Anyway, returning to the story.
The alarm clock goes off on a bright Saturday morning and I groan because I know I have to face the gorgeous Pollo. I throw back the covers and get up off my bed and head for a hot shower. After I have thoroughly cleaned and dried my fur I wait for the mirror to un-fog as I brush my teeth. As I rinse out my mouth I grab my favorite brush so I can start my grooming. Evening out my fur as I like it I glance in the mirror. What reflects back to me is a handsome and toned feline as I've been told by many a wishful girl, though none of them have swayed me yet. A white tiger of average height with stripes wrapping around a body that has been shaped by countless hours running, up to a face that sports a prominent nose and is set with piercing emerald eyes. I give myself a once over to make sure everything is laying right and head to dress. I choose my favorite cargo shorts and a worn soft t-shirt since we are heading to the lake instead of the church to day. After slipping on my favorite kicks I grab my keys, wallet, phone, and a Gatorade as I head out the door. Michelle's is my first destination as she still refuses to get her license, stating that she gets totally lost as it is on our illogical southern roads, coming from Michigan where most roads are laid in grids, I have no idea what she means. Growing up in the south I can tell the compass points no matter where I am at all times. As I pull into the driveway at Michelle's she emerges from the front door in usual eclectic dress. A cotton summer dress that falls off her round shoulders and floats around her curvy Gray Bunny body could have easily have been found in the most haughtiest neighborhoods suits her well. Bounding up to the passenger door she greets me with "I was sure you were going to wimp out on me."
"Just get in Tasha long ears before I go without you" I reply. So off we head to the lake Michelle chattering happily beside me as I try to gain the courage to not make a fool of myself in front of the descended god that is Pollo. In due time, fifteen minutes early as I hate being late and the chagrin of Michelle, we arrive at what us Southern call "the beach" which is really any sandy stretch next to water. Do not ask me why it just is. As we lounge on the sand the others begin to arrive. Finishing up a hello I turn at the sound of a car door being closed and I see Him. Standing at the beginning of the sand line the sun illuminates him as if trying to draw radiance from him that the Sun is jealous of. Strong supple legs support a highly toned body that is hugged by clothes that look as if they are trying to molest him themselves. Fur that at one time was a deep brown now spared through with grays that enhance his looks many times over. Leading to the face of a Lion that any black and white film star heart throb would kill to have, and the bluest eyes that seem as if Poseidon had replaced them with the deepest ocean currents.
Again I must confess a loss of cognitive awareness until he actually came and sat next to me after a few hours of play in the water and sand. "Loc I get the feeling that you are uncomfortable around me" he expresses with a deep bass voice that sends a shiver up my tail. I fumble with my hands and try to meet his gaze saying "actually I'm intimidated by you." This clearly was a shock to him. I continue before he replies. "I guess I have been rather distant but it is not because I am uncomfortable. The truth of the matter is that you make me lose unable to speak, ever since I first meet you I have had a crush on you." Totally not expecting that he is lost for a second, "I see, he looks out over the water, you know I am over twice your age, right?" he asks me.
"Age does not matter to me, besides you are beautiful and so smart and passionate you put me in awe" I blushingly say. A small grin crosses his soft lips. "I am working on my house and from what Michelle tells me you are quite handy yourself, would you like to help me?" he asks with a look I can't quite understand. "Sure I will" I reply.
The rest of the day passes unnoticed by me since tomorrow I am going to Pollo's house to help him. I can barely sleep being so excited that I take a sleeping pill, something I hate doing, since I am so worked up that I will be unable to sleep otherwise. After a belated start in the day I drive over the Pollo's place unsure of what to expect. As I walk up to the open door I catch the sound of tools and the smell of wood. It turns out that Michelle went into great detail of my skills with construction since when Pollo saw me he put a tool belt in my paw and set me to work. As I began to work on the task set to me I laugh at myself getting so worked up. I soon got into the rhythm of hammering, cutting and measuring. Growing up around my dad you learn quickly if he tells you to do something so we finished the to-do list Pollo had set for himself that day. It would be a great house when the renovations were complete. Since it seemed we were done I brushed the dust and wood chips out of my fur and was about to slip off the tool belt getting ready to leave.
"So quick to leave?" he quips. I turn to him and shrug. "Is there anything else that I can help you with?" I reply. He seems to have been waiting for this, as if he had planned it. "Actually I'd like you to join me for dinner. You worked so hard and got a lot done that would have taken me much longer to do." I smile "it really isn't all the hard; I've just been doing it along time." We both unclip the tool belts and wash our paws. As I head to the frig and about to ask what to take out he stops me. "Why don't we go wash up?" he asks with a little smile. "We washed our hands." I stated confused. He chuckles a bit and grabs my hand. I am pulled along in his wake and it turns out that he is leading me to the bathroom. "Ummm..." I said in an embarrassed stammer. "Come on we have been sweating and need to get all the rest of the junk out of our fur" he states as he begins to remove his clothes. I once again am unable to take my eyes off of him. Underneath his clothes I see the ripples of muscles the shape his body, the curve of his pecs down into the lower triangle of his abs. He pulls down his boxers and I am greeted with the sight of his delicious looking ass and an ample prick hanging between his muscular thighs. I begin to notice that my briefs are getting tighter. He looks over at me and sighs. "Come on slow poke, you going to keep me waiting?" I look down blushing and start to remove my clothes. I cannot believe this is happening. If this is a dream I may kill myself if I wake up. Apparently I am taking too long so Pollo comes over and strips me down to my stripes. He steps back and glares admiringly at me, though I am confused as to why he is looking at me like that. I am turning this conundrum in my head as the water heats and soon I am pulled under the spray with his body against mine becoming wet. He looks at me and starts to lather me up and message me at the same time. "You look a little tense, please relax. This isn't scaring you are it?" I snap out of my daze at his words. "No" I say "I'm just surprised is all." I grab the soap and begin to wash him. I notice that he is becoming hard to match my own throbbing member. I never really thought myself big but my sixe shocked him. "You are quite full of surprises aren't you big boy?" he says with a wink. I blush even harder if it is at all possible. We match up quite close I tell him and he laughs. I enjoyed washing him. Running my paws over his chest, down his sides and over that bubble butt. We began rinsing each other. As I was finishing him the pulls the to him and leans down and kisses me so sweetly. His lips and hot and soft, gently at first he nips at my lips and soon we are kissing until our tongues dance in an erotic waltz. He breaks the kiss and turns of the water. We wrestle a little as we dry each other. Finally we are done and again he leads me forward. He stops beside his bed and looks at me questioningly. "Would you like the stay the night with me?" he asks putting a little distance between us so that I know that he isn't going to force the issue. I step up to him and pull his slightly damp body to mine and kiss his neck up to his mouth. This seems to be answer enough to him. He lies down and takes me with him. Soon our legs are entangled as our kisses reach an ever higher passion. I roll him on his back and begin to kiss my way down. I stop at his nipples, standing proudly, and suck them until he writhes underneath me. I continue down and lick my way around his member. Standing proudly erect I kiss and lick his sack and slowly move up the shaft. I lay me tongue on his mushroom head and in one motion take him all the way to the root. He let out a moan the I can feel through his dick. I look up and the sight of Pollo moaning as I suck him makes me start to leak. I move off of his dick and kiss his thighs and sniff his natural scent. I lift his legs and delve deeper into those legs. I finally run into his nubbed entrance. I lightly run my tongue over it fully and Pollo pulls his legs back giving me greater access. I bury my face in his butt and lick all over his tasty hole. "Slow down" he states after a while "I need to get into the action." He sits up and pushed me down and licks his way down my chest. "You know you are the first Tiger I have ever brought to my bed; I am glad that you are the first."
"Why?" I ask. "Because you are so sexy" He simply states and refuses me to contradict him. I soon am too consumed with his hot muzzle on my cock that I forget. After he almost sucks me into himself he nips at my balls and lifts my legs. "Uh...i've never had that done to me" I state. "You'll love it with the way you went at mine" he gave me a wink before giving me my first rim job and blowing my mind.
We cool down a little as we kiss again and then he asks if I would like to go further. I am hesitant because I have only topped before but this gorgeous lion make me want to throw my legs in the air and have him dominate me. I express my trepidation. He smiles and reaches into a side drawer and pulls out lube. "Don't worry you'll love it." I breathe out ready to get into position but before I do Pollo rolls on top of me and pushes down on my cock. At first I and consumed by the feel of his tight warm hole wrapped around my dick. Eventually I ask "why are you bottoming?" He smiles as he lifts up and as he pounds down on my cock he says "because I want to ride this dick first and later I will make love to you and you will feel me everywhere inside you." After that I just went with the feeling of his ass bouncing on my thick dick. We must have gone for a few hours. I had him on his back and his legs on my shoulder as we kissed. I pulled back and watch my dick slide in and out of his hole. Soon we started to get close and Pollo pulled down and kissed me with such fervor as he came all over our two stomachs. That last sensation sent me over the edge and I thrust once more into his hot hole a filled it with my release. We lay panting tangled together in our sticky mess. He laughed "well I guess we will have to take another shower." I smiles and kissed him deeply. It wasn't a dream and I will forever remember this.