Hottest in Summer Ch 1: I Want To Call Out To You
#8 of Hottest in Summer
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
It was the hottest ever recorded in the town of Summer, and it wasn't helping its inhabitants when the electricity grid kept going off. The humidity seemed to grow each day. This made things extremely hard for Colton who lay panting in his small bad in the corner of his room, the two windows closest to it wide open with a warm breeze coming through. The drapes on the other window lightly tapped against the windowsill. That is because... the short furred coyote whimpered at the thought, gasping painfully, clinging to the wall as he felt the erotic urges flowing through his body. Sitting up with his eyes clenched, he tried to focus on something that wasn't arousing to get his pointed cock head to slip back into its sheath.
As his dark foot- paw pads touched the soft cream colored carpet of his room, he stumbled towards his tall mirror. The pain was slowly starting to fade away as he encompassed his entire crotch with his paw, being sure not to touch skin so he did not arouse himself again. When he was standing in front of the mirror he admired his slim five foot eight body, running a paw down his sides, working his dark nail tips along his flat, four pack abdomen.
Frustrated from the heat, he gasped and grunted as he grasped the metal chastity device around his sheath, fondling the thick layer of fur covered flesh through the holes at the base. The straps around his waist and lower butt cheeks tightened as he stroked the tip of his aching cock as it poked out. Stroking the small length of red, he whimpered, fighting through the pain when it reached the small piss slit in the shaft of metal, moaning as he felt a dab of pre stick to his paw tips. He placed his other paw on the mirror, muttering a name that slowly grew louder and louder, "John...Johnny!" He fell to the foot of the mirror, grasping his crotch as the pain became too much. A single tear fell down his cheek as he leaned against the smooth surface, looking desperately up at the drapes that blocked his sight of the other person living on the other side, a dingo named Johnny...
The sounds of the fun center rang in Colton's pointy ears, causing them to flick each time a metal baseball bat hit one of the balls launched at the people in the batting cages. Colton was actually on the other end pitching balls towards a padded bag. Throwing his entire body forward, he grunted hard as the ball bluntly soared towards the thick material. His chest rose and fell as a disappointed look passed over his twelve year old muzzle. It quickly faded away though as he felt a large paw wrap around his own, slipping another ball into his padded palm, "Hey, you gotta learn not to get upset so easily..."
Everything else seemed to go quiet when Johnny pressed his body up against Colton's, the young pup's ear flat against his chest. The only sound he could really hear was Johnny's heart beat pounding in his head. Taking hold of Colton's paw, Johnny tucked the small coyote's two longest fingers and thumb and wrapped it around the ball, tucking the other two fingers back. "Now if you grip the ball like this, you bring your arm back, and then when you throw it forward, you let it roll out of your fingertips..." Colton exhaled heavily; feeling like his whole body was going to float away as he placed his free paw against the dingo's stomach beneath his button up red and white baseball jersey. It felt natural as the ball soared out of his paw in a straight line and smacked loudly against the bag. But as it fell to the ground, Colton sighed gently, feeling his cheeks burn with a blush when he looked up at the tall dingo with spiky, reddish brown head fur. John had his paw still wrapped around the coyote's, his other paw wrapped around his skinny stomach. "John...you can let go now..."
John was frozen where he stood, having a lost gaze on his face as he stared into the brown eyes of his long time friend. He had mixed feelings as Colton looked back at him with a goofy, blushing grin. His lips were dry as he placed his palms on the coyote's hips and turned him around. Normally he'd be afraid to do something like this but the barriers of the pitching cage were blocking them from everyone's view. "Johnny, what are you...?" Colton asked nervously, starting to shake as Johnny leaned down towards him. He breathed heavily, his own heart beating fast as he closed his eyes, sensing John getting closer and closer. "John? We have to be getting home soon!" John jumped when his mother suddenly barged into the cage. He didn't move when her strong, hazel eyes focused on him holding the little coyote there. His mother didn't move either, standing there with her short masculine hair cut, green top, red shorts, and sandals, watching her son hold the coyote pup a little too close for normal buddy-buddy stuff. She choked on one or two words but quickly recovered her cool, "I'll be waiting out in the car hun, just come out when you're ready."
Jodie James made sure she had a smile on her muzzle when the two boys were walking back towards her dark red SUV with their baseball bags over their shoulders. It was a genuine smile because John was helping Colton carry his bag by the handle on the back. Her little man really did care for the coyote boy. When they put all their stuff in the back and closed the doors as they sat in their seats, the young dingo mother pulled away from the fun center without saying much. She noticed John was trying to avoid her gaze in the mirror while Colton just stared at his sneakers on the floor. For them, it was a long drive, although when they arrive home at their three story town houses with the small alley between them, Jodie smiled down at Colton as he got out of the car. "Thanks for taking me to the cages Miss James..." he said while looking down at his sneakers again. She reached out and ran her paw through his head fur, "You're welcome bud." He looked up at her with a surprise on his face and she winked at him. "See you later Colton..." He watched as John's mom backed their car into their garage, not really able to see John through the tinted windows to smile at him before the door closed.
John sat there in the back of the car, waiting for a scolding from his mom. She didn't move at all, staying close to the front seat. When she didn't say anything, he finally lifted his head and looked in the rear view mirror, "Mom, are you mad at me?" He could see a grin grow across her muzzle, "Why, because you had a go at kissing Colton?" John lowered his head back down and nodded, "Yeah..." She spun around and picked him up; pulling him off the car seat as far as the belt would go, "Gotcha! No I'm not mad!" The young dingo struggled against his mom's busty breasts, "So you were just jerking me around?" She pulled away and bopped him on the head, "Who taught you that?" As he rubbed his head and popped the car door, "You did mom..." After she made another swipe for him and he dodged it, she suddenly became serious, "John, you need to be careful around some people though, especially around Colton's dad. I don't think Mr. Neda would be too cool about you kissing his kid..."
Colton picked himself off the floor, adjusting the chastity around his sheathe before making his way over to the covered window. He slightly pushed the drapes aside and leaned towards the window. Somewhat disappointed, he dropped them and made his way towards the mirror. John wasn't home. To him, just the sight of the dingo would have made him at least a little happier. Eyeing his bondage in the mirror, he looked up at the calendar just over the smooth surface. Fondling the smooth metal surface, he thought to himself, "One more week until I'm eighteen..."
(For those who are reading this, I am intending on turning this into a very long series I will do in my spare time. There will be a lot of young characters and places in this series. I am hoping you could contribute ideas such as characters, places, events, and possibly fetishes. Please either send me a message or email me at [email protected])