Summer Heat CH.2: In Deeper
The cool water coursed down my body as a propped myself up in the shower, leaning one arm on the cold tiles, the other sliding down across my stomach towards my slowly stiffening cock.
I closed my eyes and let my mind wander back to the previous day. It had been Earth shattering. I'd had my first experenice with a guy (well, with anyone actually) and it had been a rough, hard fuck session winding up with my covered in lion cum. My rod swelled to full height before I'd even touched it and only a couple of strokes in, I was panting heavily. I could still feel a feint throbbing in my ass where the lion had taken me so powerfully, which drove me on, gripping my manhood ever harder. My mind flowed from the feel of the builder's rough tongue in my mouth to the sensation of his delicately furred abs under my fingertips to the feeling of running my hands through Tams dark dreads as we kissed.
My eyes sprang open at the last thought and I let my cock slip out of my hand. The last couple of days had really made me think about Tam, the achingly hot wolf from next door with his dark fur, delicious thick cock and long black dreadlocks. We'd been friends for years and I had started to fall for him hard. I'd met up with him a couple of hours after my session with the big cat who was building our pool in the garden, desperate to tell him what had happened and how I wanted to do it all with him, but I knew he didn't feel the same. He'd had too many girlfriends (most of whom were total sluts who would do anything for an alternative rocker dude like him), and I just knew that my ass was off the menu.
I sighed, the moment having passed. I washed and got out of the shower, towelling my mottled fur.
"At least I'm going to get to hang out with him tonight," I thought, having arranged a pizza and PlayStation evening with Tam the night before.
I went downstairs to get some breakfast. It was another blisteringly hot day, so I took my shirt back off and slung it over the chair on my way to the kichen. I was mid way through my cereal when my lion buddy walked in.
"Hey, I was hoping you'd be about again today," he beamed at me.
"Oh, hi," I said, looking down at the floor I'd been fucked on only a few hours before.
"Yesterday was awesome," he chuckled, "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight at mine. You can stay over if you like."
"Sorry," I blushed, "I'm kinda bust tonight."
"I don't think you quite understand," he stepped over to me. With one hand on my chest, he pushed me back into the cupboard. He stepped up to me, leant over and mashed his mouth into mine. I resisted briefly, but my body took over opening my mouth to his tongue. He kissed me roughly, hurting my lips, his tongue nearly suffocating me as it explored my mouth. He grabbed my crotch hard in his palm, grappling my cock which responded eagerly.
As quickly as he'd move onto me, he stepped back, leaving me gasping.
"That wasn't a request," he said forcefully. "You can come home with me when I finish at 6.
"Er... ok, I guess," I stuttered back, shaking. He winked and swaggered out, pickng up his shovel on the way out.
I spent the rest of the day pacing around the house. I knew I wanted Tam more than anything, but this guy was a 6'6" muscle-bound lion who was hell-beant on fucking the life out of me. And besides, Tam wasn't interested. I figured I wouldn't get this kind of opportunity with this sort of guy again, so I'd better grab it.
I showered again before we left, wanting to be as fresh as possible for him.
Pulling on my clothes, I heard him call up to me, "Hey, kid, we gotta get going,"
"I'll be right there," I called back, putting on one last spray of deodorant.
"Mmmm, you smell good," he chuckled as he followed unconfortably close to me as we left.
I made a point of smelling him as we get into his SUV, the sweat still glistening on his fur, "You smell pretty sweet yourself," I grinned, trying to look confident.
I slid my hand up and down his thigh we as drove illiciting a wry smile, showing off the lion's glistening pointed teeth. I rubbed his cock gently through his overalls drawing a low rumble from his chest. As his groin started to stir, he swampted my hand with his a move it over to my side of the car.
"Later," he smiled.
We'd been driving for 20 minutes when we turned into Ocean Way, one of the most exclusive streets in town.
"You live down here?" I asked, confused.
"Yeah, it's not my house, I... er... look after it."
We rolled up the driveway and parked next to a glistening Aston Martin.
"Niiiiiiiice," I breathed.
"Come on, I've got something far better to show you," he said steering me towards the front door.
The huge oak door hu