Extra Earnings
Extra Earning Hey me again, second time thru.. I think this one is WAY better then the first one. So tell me what you think of my second yiffy story ever! Email: [email protected] Please make topic Yiffstar so I know its not junk mail. Ps: yes I know this story is kinda based off road rash O.<
- * * It was high noon and the sun glared into all of the taverns windows. All the bikers laughed and joked around in perverse ways. Some coyotes where playing a game of pool as a young wolf in his early twenties played a game of pin ball against an older black feline in the rek room. The sound of a sport Crotch Rocket roared up to the parking lot. The disc breaks barely squeaking as it rolled to a sudden stop. Every one turned their gazes to the tavern door as it swung open revealing a male red fox standing about 5'9" wearing black and red leather biking clothes holding a black and red patterned helmet to his side. The bar went silent as he strode up to the tender and asked for a plain glass of water. His green eyes stayed fixed on the bar below him as he sat down waiting as the tender grabbed a frosty glass from the freezer and filled it with cubes and fresh crisp water. "Oooh. Big ride little drink. What else can we expect from a little boy?" A hoarse voice spoke out of the silence making nearly everyone in the bar laugh. As the glass of water was set in front of the young fox that also appeared to be in his early twenties he immediately picked it up and took a sip. A heavy set Wolf walked up to him wearing a pair of leather chaps over his worn out blue jeans and a heavy leather coat spoke "What's the matter? Papa and mama get you that bike and those clothes for a birthday present?" The fox took a large drink from his water and turned his gaze to match those of large hazel eyes. "Lets see mister, judging by how worn down your cloths are I would say you own that Hammerhead out there, the black one, and by the shape that thing is in I would say you haven't been up on your luck. So I wouldn't mess with me right now." He reached for his glass again and the wolf knocked it away as the whole bar just sat and starred. "Now you listen here, BOY. If you want to put your luck on the line then how about we go out on a little race? What you say winner gets all that's in the losers pocket?" the wolf grinned. "The names Flame and first of all you better have more then two cents in your pocket before you go talking big." The bar tender had already replaced the shattered glass with a new cup and began cleaning up the mess. "Hmm you seem pretty confident for a child." The wolf reached in his back and grabbed out a black wallet on a chain opening it up and pulled out all the greens. "How's fifteen hundred dollars sound to you? Or can you not afford it?" The fox smirked and gave his hand out for a shake "Fifteen hundred sounds fine." "All right you heard him boys ready your selves for a race!" Everyone in the bar got up leaving their tabs and walking out side "You know where Sandra's party shack is, Flame?" he said with a sardonic tone. "Of course I do, that the finish line?" He still smiled. The heavy set wolf nodded as he began to walk away "We're taking highway 45 to St. Petersmouth then to Charleston all the way up to Sandra's" He walked out the door and bikes started up one after another. The young wolf who was playing pinball walked up over to him. "The name's Vince, just so you know I'm on your side" He tossed Flame a long chain. "By the way, they play dirty. I wouldn't want a cute little fox like your self getting hurt." He walked outside giving Flame a wink of his eye. Flame blushed for a minute under his red fur and quickly downed his glass of water grabbing his wallet and leaving the tender a ten dollar tip. Then he placed his helmet on and quickly dashed outside noticing everyone already lined up but Vince who had just put on his blue and white helmet which matched his leather suit and bike. Flame hopped on his red sports DuMoto999 with black trim. Quickly he rolled his bike backwards kick starting it and lined up in the back looking over to Vince who would have been right next to him but a fur in all black with an all black bike around the same age as the two lined up. Flame looked a bit lower and noticed it was a feline by its tail swaying slightly behind him. The feline gave him a quick glance then looked back forward revving his engine. The sound of a gun being fired was followed by revved engines and the whole pack had moved forward. Flame got lost for a second in his mind as he watched Vince take off right behind the black feline. He then remembered what he was doing there and accelerated into a high speed. Catching up to the back bikes quickly he saw the back of the old wolf who had challenged him way ahead of everyone driving the Hammerhead cruiser he had noticed in the parking lot knowing he was right. Wind flew threw his tail fur as his speed was reaching up to 200 mph's. He felt the adrenalin pulse threw every fiber of his being as he passed at least already five men. Suddenly there was a vibration on the back of his bike as he quickly looked on his side view mirror. There was another older wolf, not quite as old as the leader but around the same age, He had hit the back of the Dumoto999 with a worn down 2x4 sending Flame into a slight shock. Remembering the chain in his left hand he had swung it back to ward him off but instead the chain wrapped around the board gripping it tightly. He jerked the chain hard sending the 2x4 flying at him. Quickly he turned the bike slightly and the board hit his back rather his face tumbling to the street only to be shattered by the next bike that drove over it. Flame swiftly looked ahead ignoring the pain of the board and began a country side turn from a two lane road into a four lane each way highway. Cars and trucks honked as we flew right past them. A van was switching lanes in front of him forcing him to jerk his wheel to the left almost sending him flying. He quickly regained his balance and swerved threw the oncoming traffic. He looked into his right side view mirror and saw a green Executioner1000 rat bike closing in behind him holding a chain in his left hand. He quickly shifted to his highest gear trying to speed up but the green bike kept closing in. Soon he was right next to him swinging his chain in the air. Flame would have tried to change lanes to try and avoid the hit but there was traffic on either side of him caging him into that narrow path. He tried to look for an opening and felt a sharp pain on his right shoulder which made him jerk the wheel slightly making his left shoulder ram into a vehicles side view mirror but luckily did no damage to his bike. After he had regained control he reached back to hold the point of contact only to have the chain swung again which smashed his hand along with a whole lining down his back. He lost control of the wheel again swerving, however he caught himself quickly and managed to avoid ramming into another car. His back already sore in just the beginning of the race he looked forward for an opening to get back over into the right lane. Flame switched his chain into his other hand swinging it back to hit the other rider. The chain flew back breaking the other riders visor revealing another vulpine much older then him. The other fox scrunched his eyes towards the high speed winds that were blowing in his face and speed up to get directly beside flame, who was raising his chain back up for another attack. The other fox grabbed Flames wrist smashing it on his own bike making him drop his chain. Flame maintained control of his bike with that one hand slightly swerving from the speed. With flames wrist still in his hand he stood up on the bike and kicked at flames leg. Flame immediately knowing it was fractured jerked over and hit another car with the same shoulder and pulled his wrist free regaining control. He knew the exit he needed was coming soon so he looked again for another opening to get in the right lane. He noticed the traffic was beginning to smooth out and saw the first opening. He thought he would accelerate past the older fox and get through but he had his chain up and ready to come swing down on Flames head. Just as the fox swung down he they had passed the exit making flame brace him for another hit, however the chain never did hit him. He looked over a bit confused and noticed the feline black rider holding the chain up in the air standing on both the bikes, both which where the same style. The older fox looked up and over to the feline only to receive a punch in the unshielded face, sending him tumbling down his bike skidding across the pavement and himself rolling under the wheel of a car. Flame looked over to the feline after watching the other fox tumble and noticed Vince to the feline's far right giving him a thumbs up and accelerating. The cat tossed Flame the chain he stole from the other feline and followed Vince. Flame saw the exit coming ad quickly swerved through the last opening he had right down the exit ramp. Feeling his ribs and leg a bit sore he took a sharp left turn down St. Petersmouth and noticed there was only 6 people ahead of him, none which where Vince or the feline. He looked in his side view mirror and saw them behind him with no one else on his tail. Smiling under his helmet he accelerated from the slow turn he had to make quickly catching up to number 6. This time Flame knew what he had to do to "play" with the guys. Beside sixth place he swung his chain up in the air and smashed it on the back of his helmet making him lose control of his bike swerving sideways and ending up flying a couple hundred yards in the air then skidding across the pavement into the dirt shoulder. Flame quickly took the inside of the corner which made him pass the fourth and fifth place drivers. As easy as it seemed the two bikers quickly got up right behind him one holding a knight stick. This fur had a sort tail but his visor was clear easily noticeable that he was a doberman. He caught up to Flames side and bashed his fractured leg with the knight stick making him yipe in pain and swerving into his side elbowing him in the side as the other rider was closing in on his other side. Flame kept elbowing the doberman in the gut and felt the knight stick hit him one last time on his bruised back. Flame quickly swung over the chain from his left side to recoil on top of the dobermans head sending him swerving off into a slow stop. Bringing his arm back he bashed in the other ones helmet making him flay off his bike as the bike coasted along next to Flame till it became too slow and swerved itself into a crash. Now Flame knew he was in fourth place and he checked behind him to make sure no one was closing in. He saw the feline and Vince Smash in the sides of another rider who was in between them and then continued his look forward. Slowly closing in on second and third place that where riding right next to each other he thought of what just happened behind him. Flame pulled up on to their left side slowly and jerked his wheel to the right leaning in with his shoulder he knocked the left rider directly into the right and sent them both falling back only one of them falling off his bike. "Now it's just you and me old timer!" he spoke to himself fixing his eyes on the old wolf closing in on him. Flame was just barely 5 yards behind the wolf and the turn on Charleston had come up. He took the inside of it making him end up right next to the leader, who turned his head in shock towards Flame. Flame kept fixing his eyes on the wolf and the road knowing that Sandra's was coming up soon. The old wolf rammed his bike into the side of Flames making him almost loose control again. Flame kept up with the old wolf as they both accelerated to their max speed. He swung his chain towards the wolf that caught it and wrapped it around his hand. Kicking Flames lower leg they both had a lock on the chain. Flame reached his leg up with a flexible bend and rammed the bottom of his leather boot into the chest of the old wolf sending both their hands to let go of the chain as it dropped and fell behind them. The wolf grabbed control of his bike with his right hand and swung his left around at Flame hitting him on the side of the face. Flame fell back for a second but quickly regained his ground. He swung his left to a back hand at the wolfs visor like he had done the two before. The visor shattered and three long pieces got stuck in the back of his hand. With a yipe he pulled back quickly and the old wolf took off his helmet grabbing it by the mouth guard and swung it at Flames head shattering his visor as well. Taking advantages of this moment the wolf grabbed Flames helmet ripping it off and tossing it down after he had freed his hands by tossing his own down. Flame grabbed the back of his hand and ripped out one shard looking at the fuel line of the Hammerhead. As the wolf was about to send a hard blow at Flame, Flame had passed the shard to his left hand swinging it toward the bike cutting the fuel line. The wolf then swung his fist knocking Flame out. The last thing he saw was Sandra's ahead of him. The first thing Flame noticed was he was on a comfortable bed. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Vince sitting on his right side of the bed and that black feline sitting on the left. With a moan the first thing he said was "Where am I? What happened?" Vince and the feline looked at him and smiled. "Well. We are at Scotts house." Looking over to the black feline "I guess your Scott?" "Yeah, so you're Flame huh? Nice to meet you." "Pleasures all mine.. But what happened back there?" Vince scooted up on the bed a bit higher. "I'll answer that one. Well all in all you won. After you where knocked out, Old Brady had lost speed due to some smart thinking there. You fell forward on your bike and coasted to the finish line. Scott and I had to stop you though. Then Brady came up and told us to give you this." He tossed down 2000$." Says you get paid more cause you put up a good race. Then we took you here and patched up those wounds you had." Flame grabbed the money and counted it quickly. "Thanks guys." He raised his hand to look at the cuts but it had already been wrapped up in some bandages." Thanks a lot" "No prob! You can stay here for as long as you want." Scott said as he rose up in nothing but his boxers followed by Vince in the same attire. Flames glanced over their bodies slowly trying not to let them notice. Then he quickly looked towards the ceiling as he heard a laugh come from Vince. "Looks like our little friend here likes the view!" he laughed out a bit more. Scott had quickly turned around and smiled. Flame looked at them both a bit nervously as Scott had walked back to the side of the bed sitting back down. Flames gaze suddenly was turned to Vince as he felt a paw on his crotch. "Now now there it's alright." Flame had looked down where Vince had him grabbed and noticed all of his clothing was removed while he was out. Not to mention he noticed how full length his pink nether region was. "Here have a little "Extra Earnings" for the race." Scott had lowered his body down diagonally across Flames and gave him a sweet kiss with a little tongue. "Doesn't sound like a bad idea!" Vince spoke softly as he lowered his canine muzzle over the tip of Flames member. Flame had immediately wrapped his arms around Scott and lifting his legs into a bend for Vince. Scott had let go of the kiss licking Flames face and turned his body around giving Flame the chance to take up his already full member though his boxer slit. Flame gleefully lapped at his member and sunk it into his muzzle moaning as he felt Vince suckle hard and pulled off. Flame felt the pain in his right leg but did not care as he pushed himself up into the air feeling Scott take into his mouth. Flame then jumped his hips forward slightly as he felt a cold cream rub all over his tail hole. He lifted his tail as far as the bed would let him, soon after he did this he felt the tip of Vince's shaft penetrate his rear. Flame thrusted forward into Scott's mouth as he was not use to this motion. "Ah I see you haven't been taken before?" Vince moaned with much pleasure. "Brace your self I'm going to do this so it won't hurt as much as it would." Flame knew exactly what Vince was going to do and he did just as he said. With a sudden jolt of so much pain came a bigger jolt of pleasure. Flame moaned loudly but was muffled by the member in his own muzzle as Vince thrusted his member all the way in till he felt the bottom of his sheath pound against the back of Flames lower tail. The canine slowly pulled his member out till it was only his head that stayed in, meanwhile Flame could feel every inch pulling out from his inside. His tail hole stung a bit but it was too much pleasure to just make him quit. Scott had already stated a normal thrusting pattern in Flames muzzle. Each time he would pull up on Flames sheath he would thrust into Flames face. Each time he slowly slid his mouth down the vulpine shaft he would pull his own member out of Flames muzzle. Every few moments he would increase his speed. Vince had already thrusted in his member about six times by now letting Flame get use to the pain, so he started to quicken his pase. Flame was enjoying every second feeling every bit: the shaft in his tail hole, every inch of the member in his muzzle, and the impulse of Scotts tongue as it wrapped around his own shaft going up and down. The feline had quickened his pase to a rapid speed now feeling his climax approach quickly. Scott sucked hard on Flames penis licking it with every movement. Flame felt Scott's member pulse and he knew he, himself was close to his end as well. Flame would thrust back into Vince every time Scott trusted himself in his mouth. Feeling the member inside his tail hole enlarge in size he moaned out with more pleasure his prostate being rubbed with every thrust. He sucked as hard as Scott had on his own Feeling a river of seed flood his mouth, he lapped at it with his tongue tasting its sweetness as he suddenly bursted out with his out. Scott leaned back in pleasure with his orgasm making Flames seed launch up into the air landing all over his stomach and Scotts head. Vince kept his pase speeding it up faster and faster till he pulled out to his tip and stopped. He gave one last thrust sending pools of cum inside their new friend's ass. Flame moaned out as he felt the warm seed fill him up, some of the cum that was in his mouth had flew out coating Scotts member in his own seed. Vince was still as deep as he could be still pulsing out cum. Scott had pulled himself out of Flames mouth and turned around to face him, laying down next to him. "Remember, you can stay as long as you want." Vince had finally pulled himself out of Flames tail hole, crawling up beside him. Giving him a kiss Vince licked at some of the cum still inside Flames mouth. "Please do." He looked over at Scott then back to Flame. "Well we have a little errand to run." "Make yourself at home till we get back. Watch T.V. or eat whatever you want. We should be back in an hour." They both got up and put their boxers back on along with their leather biking suits and walked out the bedroom door. "*sigh* That was fun. I think I will stay." He smiled then plops his legs down in exhaustion rolling over to his side to sleep again. "Ouch! Damn leg!"
Ps who thinks i should write a pt 2?