Keeto's New Place
Leanna was frantically packing and searching the house for her son's scattered clothes. Her husband, Noko, yawned deeply while pouring a cup of coffee. He brought the steaming mug to his lips, chuckling as the warm liquid slid down his throat. "The boy's 19 and you're still doing everything for him. How do you think he'll survive in that apartment without you?"
"I certainly do not do everything for him. He's a good boy, and I just want to help make things easier for him."
"The boy doesn't even have an alarm clock because you always wake him up for school and work. How do you suppose he's going to force himself to get up?"
"I have faith in him. Also, I'm going to call him every morning to make sure he's up."
"Haha, I knew you wouldn't leave him alone even when he gets out of the house. By the way, where is he?"
"I woke him up earlier. He should be almost ready by now. I'll go down and check on him."
Downstairs, Keeto was fast asleep. Even though his mother had already been in his room and made sure he was conscious, he had simply waited for her to leave before falling back on his bed. It didn't take him long before he was asleep again. He was thoroughly enjoying his dream; he was dancing with his girlfriend, Kayla, but he called her Kay. They danced in circles for what seemed an eternity. Then, she led him into a room, locking the door behind her. She began fondling with his ears, causing them to twitch uncontrollably. She giggled and started rubbing his chest, making her way down to his crotch. She then slowly slid his pants down revealing a very noticeable bulge in his underwear. She removed his underwear allowing his cock to see the world. Kay craned her neck down, moving ever so slowly toward the head of his foxhood. Her lips parted to take in the sensitive flesh.
"KEETO!"
Keeto awoke instantly with a fright. He cast a lazy eye upward only to see his mother staring down at him, her hands on her hips, clearly disappointed that he fell back asleep. He was very glad that his mother didn't rip the covers off his bed like she usually does. If she did, she would have seen a rather sizeable erection.
"Get up. The landlord's supposed to meet us at your apartment in less than an hour. I'll go start your shower, so hurry and get up."
He didn't hear much of what she said. He was trying to bring his boner down so that his mother wouldn't see it when he did have to get up. He heard the shower turn on which was his signal to get out of bed. His mother went upstairs to finish packing, and he went into the bathroom. He took off his underwear, which was the only thing in which he slept. He thought about masturbating in the shower, as was his custom, but he decided against it because he was going to be alone tonight in his own place, and he wanted to make the most of it.
After Keeto had gotten dressed in his shorts and t-shirt, he went upstairs to grab something to eat before they left. When he arrived upstairs, he saw his father reading the paper while sitting with his legs crossed at the table. Every now and then, he would take a drink of his third cup of coffee. His mother was nowhere in sight, but he could hear noises coming from the laundry room, so he assumed that she was still packing his clothes. He spied some bacon and a few pieces of toast on the counter and decided to eat them.
"You should have gotten up earlier, then there would have been more food left over," his father said behind his newspaper.
"Yeah, I'm gonna have to learn to get up, especially when I have work. It wouldn't be good for me to get fired for not showing up, especially when I need to keep this apartment paid for. Thanks for paying for half of it."
"You know we're only going to do that until you can find yourself a roommate. But, don't think that we'll pay it forever, so you better get on that."
"Ready to go?" his mother said suddenly emerging from the laundry room.
"I guess."
The family had moved all of Keeto's electronics, and furniture the day before. The apartment came with a bed, so they were thrilled not to have to worry about dragging his bed over there. When they arrived at the apartment, the landlord was already waiting at the door. He walked over to them and shook all of their hands.
"So, you're Keeto," the landlord said. He had been out of town for the last week, and he got back in town only last night. "I've inspected your apartment, and everything seems to be in working order. However, if you have any problems, you have my number and you can call me. There are two keys to the apartment in case you decide to get a roommate. Do you want me to give both to you or just one?"
Leanna quickly answered, "You can give us both of them. That way, Noko and I can have one in case of an emergency."
The landlord nodded his head, reached into his right pocket, and handed the keys to Leanna. He then said his goodbyes, waved and left.
The trio ventured inside. The layout of the apartment started with the living room straight ahead and the kitchen to the left. Behind the living room was the bathroom and two bedrooms: one furnished while the other was bare. Inside the living room was a couch, a recliner, and a TV that sat on a small table. Leanna immediately made her way to the bedroom to unpack her morning's work; Keeto ran and dove onto the couch and began avidly searching for the TV remote. Noko walked over to the recliner and, finding the remote in the cushion, tossed it over to Keeto.
"Well, what do you think of your new place?" Noko asked.
"I won't truly know until you guys leave and I experience it by myself. But, so far, it's nice."
"Ha, you're so eager to kick us out aren't you? Do you have any food or money to last you a few days?"
"Uhh... I've got a little money. But, I guess I could use some more," Keeto said in a manner suggesting that his dad give him a little bit more cash. "As for food, I'm not sure. Check in the kitchen."
Noko rose out of the chair and meandered into the kitchen. He opened all the cabinets and the refrigerator before responding, "You have enough to last you a while. Get used to canned food because you're probably going to be eating it for a while. At least until you stop being lazy and learn how to cook."
"Heh, you know me. I'll learn to cook in probably a couple years. But if I'm ever craving a home-cooked meal, I'll just pay you guys a visit."
Leanna came out of the bedroom. She said, "Well, I've got all your stuff unpacked. Is there anything else I can do for you before we leave?"
"No, I think I'll be fine." He got off the couch and walked over to his mom who pulled him in for a long hug. During the embrace, Keeto noticed his father pull out his wallet and leave some money on the kitchen counter. When his mother finally pulled away, she had tears in her eyes which she tried in vain to hide. Keeto then hugged his father while his mother wiped away her tears. His parents then headed to the door.
"If you need anything at all, just call us."
"Will do. Bye"
They closed the door and Keeto walked over and locked it. Finally, he was alone, and no one would bother him. He made his way to the bathroom, not bothering to close the door. He unzipped his pants and relieved himself, breathing a heavy sigh of relief. When the last bit of urine trickled out, he flushed the toilet. He looked at himself in the mirror before venturing back over to the couch. "Man, I'm already bored. I know a good way to pass the time." He stripped naked and went over to the couch. Keeto leaned back and spread his legs.
He reached his left hand down and slowly began to fondle his foxy package. He shuddered as his pink member slowly emerged from his sheath. He looked down, loving his 8 inches of fox glory. He took one finger and lightly ran it up and down the underside of his cock. He began moaning, his legs shifting uncontrollably. His cock head began to leak precum. He couldn't stand torturing his urges any more. He grabbed his foxhood and avidly stroked it, squeezing it whenever he reached the tip. He was getting close, but he couldn't cum until he got something to catch the outflow. He stood up, still stroking his member, and went into the bathroom, grabbing a line of toilet paper. He then went back to the couch and laid the toilet paper on the ground in front of him. Every now and then when he masturbated, he wanted to see how far he could shoot his load, so he laid a trail of paper starting at the couch and going to the TV. After the paper was set, he sat back on the couch and began using both hands: his right hand at the base of his cock, and the left one stroking the head. He was getting very close to exploding, and he began thrusting into his hands. After about ten more seconds, he reached the point of no return. He aimed his cock at the trail of paper about to have his orgasm.
Suddenly the doorknob began turning, and Keeto's heart leaped as he heard his parent's voices outside. "Oh shit, what the hell are they doing back?" The front door opened, and his mother walked in just in time to see Keeto fire his load.
"Oh my God, what the hell are you doing!?" his mother yelled.
He looked away quickly, his face cherry red. His father came in behind her laughing uncontrollably. "Oh come on honey, you know what he was doing. Hell, if I had my own place at his age, I'd probably do the same thing to christen the place. We'll leave you alone son; we just came back because your mother forgot to give you your key. Come on dear." His father, still snickering under his breath, set the key on top of the money he left him and led a still-shocked Leanna away from the apartment, closing the door behind him.
All the feeling had gone out of Keeto's body, and he just sat there speechless while his member shrank back into his sheath. Not knowing what to do about what just happened, Keeto sighed, leaned back and turned on the TV. Suddenly overcome with drowsiness, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, not bothering to clean up the new record he set.