Friends
Short story just to get back in the swing of writing. I am open for commissions, just note me. Please give me feedback and let me know if you'd like to see more of this one.
He was over the speed limit the whole way home. He seemed so eager that it almost made me feel bad about having doubts. Well I suppose if the guy you'd been crushing on for a year suddenly told you he wanted to experiment that you'd be eager too.
"You okay?" He broke my thoughts with his strong voice.
"Yeah, I'm fine". I had never noticed how light my voice was compared to his.
"We've been friends since we were kids, I know something's bugging you. If you don't want to do this just say so." It was easy to pick up on the sadness and I knew I'd hurt him if we didn't go through with this.
"No, this is something I want to do." We had gotten back to his house. Once we were inside he took me upstairs to his room. My heart was pounding in my chest as the war in my mind raged on. As he undressed I fought back my nerves, trying to convince myself to at least give this a chance. Once he was fully naked a dark thought surfaced in my mind that it was too late to turn back now. I undressed quickly, trying to get it over with. He rubbed my cheek and told me to calm down.
"If you want to stop just say so and we can stop at any point." I nodded in response. He motioned for me to sit down on the edge of the bed and I did. He got on his knees in front of me and spread my legs apart, taking a good look over my foxhood. I was well-endowed at least for a fox and he seemed to approve, which surprised me considering he's a stallion.
He started quickly, almost to fast, and it caused me to forget how to breath. His strong hands were massaging my balls and sheath, gently trying to cox out my member. I tried somewhere in my head to fight back against the sensations that filled me but I couldn't hear it anymore.
"Y-you're really good at that," I could feel the heat in my face as well as my groin as blood started to rush there like it was free doughnut day. He just wore a soft smile the whole time as my cock sprung free of my sheath at his touch.
"Well well, I'd say you're enjoying this." There was the lightest hint of smugness in his tone but I ignored it and nodded. Suddenly my cock was enveloped in the warmth of his mouth and I let out a loud moan. I could feel the base of my cock tensing as pressure built but although I knew what it meant it confused me. My knot couldn't already be forming. A quick glance down told me otherwise though.
I felt like my body was on fire. I couldn't sit up anymore instead laying back with my legs draped over the side of the bed. My knot was throbbing by now and he took that as a sign to stop. I couldn't hear my own thoughts over the sounds of my own panting. Somewhere in the back of my mind I could feel him moving but it didn't register with me until I felt something tight and warm pushing over my member. My eyes shot open and I quickly realized he was straddled over me burying my cock in his tailhole. He was facing me and stroking himself. His dick was even bigger than I had thought.
I put one hand on the tip of it and gave a soft rub, getting a shiver in response. I started stroking it with both hands, astonished at how thick and long he was. For this I was rewarded with a large glob of clear pre-cum. I hesitantly lapped it up, surprised to find it had a sweet taste. Still stroking the length of his shaft I started licking the tip of it as well. I played with the odd ring at the middle.When I felt warmth on my belly I glanced at his heavy balls resting on my stomach.
Something unexpected happened next, he shoved himself over my knot. I was tied for the first time in my life. I couldn't push in any further or pull out so I just enjoyed the feeling of the building pressure, unable to resist the urge to spill my load. My hands fell from his shaft as I writhed under him. He took up the job of working himself as I came deep inside him. I could hear him moan and suddenly my face and chest were being coating in large lines of spunk. The smell of it filled the air around me. I stuck my tongue out and caught a large glob of it. It was saltier than the pre but warmer, still very much enjoyable. After the warm assault of cum artillery I basked in all the new feelings, etching everything I could into my memory. He didn't speak, he might've though I was asleep. Once my knot had deflated to the point he could pull off of me I felt him get off the bed and heard him leave. Moments later he returned with a towel and started to gently clean his seed out of my fur.
Once I was clean I could feel him wrap a strong arm around me, his body pressed against mine. I rolled onto my side and pressed my back against his front. His warmth enveloped me, made me feel more secure about myself. As I faded from awake to asleep I heard that strong voice say something about loving me. I wanted to open my mouth to respond, to tell him that I loved him too but I didn't have the strength to move my jaws. Darkness overtook my mind, yet at the same time filled me with the memories of him.