My Pace
My Pace
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*This story contains male on male furry erotica. So if you aren't of legal age... Well... You get the idea. And if you don't like gay furry smut then i have no clue why you're here. Enjoy.
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Rylee went to stretch like he always did when waking up, but found his wrists and ankles bound tightly. His arms were splayed out, secured by leather straps and rope tied to each of the bedposts. He wriggled, testing the strength and tightness of the restraints. After a few minutes he gave up and sighed.
"Alright! Derran! Release me!" Rylee called out. Through the door he heard someone rushing upstairs, and then the door flew open, flooding the room with light and causing Rylee to twist his head away and shut his eyes.
"Is my coyote awake?" A husky voice asked from the doorway. Rylee squinted, glaring as much as possible at the silhouette; a lean feline figure, resting his side against the doorframe, his tail flicking back and forth. "Seems a little grumpy." Derran purred, stepping into the room and kicking the door closed behind him, enclosing them both in darkness again. "I can fix that though."
"What are you doing?" Rylee sighed, pulling on the restraints again and trying to spot the feline. The flash of light had ruined what night vision he'd had upon waking up. Darren didn't answer. Rylee couldn't suppress his yelp as a claw reached out of the darkness and gently dragged down along his chest and to his sheath.
"Just a little bedroom experiment..." Darren purred, leaning forward and grinning broadly at Rylee. The coyote could barely make out the cougar's outline. Despite his annoyance at the cougar's antics he was already beginning to harden as blood diverted itself from his body to his nether region.
"Aren't you usually supposed to talk all this out before hand?" Rylee asked, "You know. Like draw up a little contract with what's alright and what isn't?"
"I'm not too worried." Darren answered casually, his voice flowing out from the darkness and caressing Rylee's ears. The outline moved away, and down to the Coyote's chest where a rough feline tongue lapped at his chest, his tongue making its way to a nipple. Rylee shivered as the tongue dashed across the tip of his nipple. "Not that I think you'll need it... But your safe word is liverwurst." Darren spoke before latching onto Rylee's nipple with his lips and gently biting it. Rylee gasped, his body tensing along with the restraints. "I know what buttons to press. And I want to be the only one able to press them."
"You're doing a good job..." Rylee gasped as his body slowly relaxed. The tip of his cock was just beginning to emerge, encouraged by the cat's claw, gently dragging itself up along his sack and the length of his sheath. "But can you not tease me so much?" He pleaded, gritting his teeth as the cat took a moment to feel the section of his cock that had emerged, playing his fingers along the length and then back down, barely applying pressure. Darren stopped, stood, and removed something from his waist, then climbed onto Rylee's chest, straddling him.
"We're going to move at my pace tonight." The cougar explained, holding something in front of his lover's muzzle. The scent was strong and musky, and purely Darren. "If you don't behave and let me do everything I'll have to shut you up." He warned, tossing the boxers onto the coyote's muzzle. Rylee shook his head from side to side, tossing the clothing away.
"You are soooo going to get it." He warned playfully, his tail betraying his voice as it thumped against the bed. Darren laughed and planted a kiss on the yote's nose.
"No. You are going to get it today." Darren purred, pushing himself down Rylee's body, the feline's own prominent erection slipping across Rylee's stomach, crotch and legs. He ran his claws through the coyote's stomach fur, rubbing in circles as he bent his head down, closer to Rylee's growing erection. The feline's breath washed over the sensitive member in strong warm waves. Slowly, Darren stuck his tongue out and ran it up the length of his mate's cock, taking his time to travel from its base to tip. Rylee thrashed, his hips bucking up, instinct driving him to seek a quick release.
Rylee cursed, torn between trying to control him self and go along with Darren's little game or just demand release. The cougar's tongue ran up his length again, teasing his dick to full arousal. He twisted and turned, growling in frustration as Darren lifted his head up and stopped. One of the paws rubbing his stomach vanished and he felt it grab onto his length, gently pumping up and down. He sighed, turning his muzzle to the side as slowly he felt himself building up, the knot at the base of his cock beginning to grow. Oh, how it felt so good. No more teasing. Darren was going to be serious now. Rylee knew it.
"You're so cute like this. All tied up and vulnerable." Darren spoke, taking his other paw and sliding it down, into Rylee's thigh, and past his taint to play at the entrance of his star. "And completely under my sway." He purred, slowly building Rylee up. His paw kept the same pace, up, down, up, down, never changing. Rylee's hips began to buck again, trying to build tempo towards his impending orgasm. Darren released the coyote's member in response to his lover's thrust. "My pace." He reminded, letting Rylee calm down. Rylee glared reproachfully at the cat. Darren grinned.
He took the coyote cock back into his paw, pumping up then down, twisting his paw gently. Rylee threw his head back, whimpering in frustration. He was moving so slowly. His hips yearned to thrust up into the paw. All they wanted was to build the burning sensation growing in his loins faster. To achieve his climax faster. If he was good, Rylee reasoned that Darren would finish. He had to. He fought everything in his body to be still, tensing his legs and arms, biting his tongue and thrashing his head. 'So close.' He thought. His knot began to swell rapidly, and he gritted his teeth, readying himself for the oncoming climax. That never came.
Darren had stopped.
Rylee's eyes snapped open, and annoyance washed over him as the burning sensation of orgasm faded away without ever arriving. Darren sat between his legs, a paw wrapped around Rylee's dick, stopped at the base, merely holding the coyote's dick upright.
"You little..." Rylee started, now thoroughly frustrated and horny.
"Ah-uh. The more you fight me, the longer this will take." Darren snickered, crawling back up the coyote's body and reaching into a nightstand door. He removed a black bottle of lube. Rylee sighed, the feline must be have been planning to finish with him inside. He heard the liquid spurt from the bottle, and waited anxiously to feel the slick, cold paw on his dick to prep him for what was to come. But the paw never came, instead, it moved down to his ass, where a finger gently prodded Rylee's entrance, dabbing the cold lube onto his puckered Star.
"Hey!" Rylee yipped, trying to move his ass away from the finger. "Uh-uh! After all you've just done! I deserve to get off!" He complained, fighting his cuffs again. Darren stopped and laughed.
"You aren't in a position to make demands Hun." He taunted, leaning forward and grabbing the underwear lying besides Rylee's head. "And since you can't stop tell ME what to do..." Darren opened Rylee's muzzle and stuffed the garment into Rylee's maw. Far enough to muffle his protests. Rylee's mouth was flooded with Darren's scent and taste. The underwear wasn't jammed too far down that he could spit it out if he had to. And as much as it surprised him, he was beginning to enjoy Darren's little game. Regardless, Rylee stared daggers at the cat, but didn't spit the underwear out.
Darren heaved a silent sigh and went back to finishing applying the lube. He gently pressed his digit into the wolf's tight ass, pumping back and forth, slowly stretching him. Rylee whimpered, tried to move his legs, and tossed his head. His erection pulsed, pleading for release, but Darren was content to ignore it as he added another digit into his lover's ass.
"This is killing you isn't it?" Darren teased, bending over and giving the coyote's straining member a lick. Rylee trembled, his hips lurching up and he let out a pitiful whine. "You're' being such a good boy... I think I'll give you a bone." Darren giggled, removing his fingers and placing his erect dick at Rylee's entrance. He pressed forward and slowly his dick vanished into the Rylee's depths. The coyote's paws clenched and he turned his head to the side. Darren sighed in pleasure as Rylee's ass pulsed around his member, massaging him. He began to pull out, grabbing onto Rylee's hips as he did. Just before his tip exited the coyote he thrust back in, earning a pleading whimper from Rylee.
The poor coyote's dick was leaking pre, now thoroughly covered in the fluid, with his knot still fully swollen. Rylee built up a pace, eager to relieve himself. All of his teasing had worked him up as well. He could already feel himself nearing climax. Rylee's constant shifting wasn't helping either, as each time it changed the angles and sensations.
Darren leaned forward, and lied down on Rylee's chest, and releasing the coyote's hips only to wrap his paws around Rylee's shoulder's, continuing to thrust all the while. The coyote's erection was now sandwiched between them, being rubbed by the couple's fur as they ground against each other, soaking and matting them both. Rylee started to buck his hips again, feeling his pleasure building, reaching that sweet plateau he'd been denied of not so long ago. He was close. He whimpered, huffing air in and out through his nose.
Darren paused briefly and reached down, pressing Rylee's hips into the bed and creating space so his cock was no longer being stimulated. Rylee growled out of annoyance, and looking threateningly at the cat grinning back at him.
"My pace." Darren snickered, resuming his thrusts, rebuilding himself to his own orgasm. Darren didn't have far to go, he'd been close and could tell it'd only be a few more thrusts before he went over the edge. His breathing picked up pace along with his thrusts. Rylee recognized the signs and realized with chagrin that Darren had no intention of letting him relieve himself yet. "Oh... Yote..." Darren huffed, thrusting hard into Rylee and pausing. Rylee felt the first wave of warm cougar cum wash into his bowels. Darren pulled back, then thrust hard again, sending another splash across Rylee's colon. After that, the cougar gave a few small thrusts, milking himself dry within Rylee's ass. "I love you." He sighed, letting himself fall back onto Rylee's chest, purring contentedly. He nuzzled against Rylee's chest, and brought a paw up to play with his lover's dick, still begging for attention.
Darren started a slow pumping motion with his paw, enjoying feeling the steadily increased breathing of the chest beneath his head. The coyote huffed, restraining himself from bucking into the paw. He already knew what would happen if he did. He could control himself. He would control himself. He squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head. His hips twitched. Darren stopped.
"Tsk tsk." Darren clucked, letting the canine dick fall from his paw. He shifted and removed himself from Rylee then climbed out of the bed. Rylee spat the underwear out.
"No. I deserve this." He pleaded, "I even let you jam your dirty underwear into my mouth. I deserve something!"
"How about breakfast then?" Darren chuckled as he walked away.
"Will you let me go?"
"No. You'd just tend to yourself then... I already told you. I want to be the one to push your buttons." Darren answered, opening the door and flooding the room with light once again. Rylee shut his eyes and groaned. "Besides... They were clean. I only put them on an hour or so ago." The door closed, leaving Rylee in darkness again.
~Ayer Hale
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*This is the first erotic story i've posted, and so naturally, i'm a little worried as to how it will be recieved. Any critiques will be much appreciated as well as comments.