Fuzzball
#1 of Teenagers
Well I'll be honest with you... I only wrote this because I needed to waste an hour of my time... I was pretty bored. ^_^ But here's the result anyway - just your typical teenaged changing room fun. Enjoy
Dylan - Panther, black fur (duh) - 16
Tom - Fox, bright orange, areas of white fur - 15
Theo - Cheetah... pretty obvious appearance - 17
"Dylan!"
"You were asleep again dude." Tom hissed at him.
"You so were! And you were talking in your sleep!"
And, indeed, things didn't get any better. By lunchtime the nickname 'Mumbler' had somehow spread throughout the entire school, and people who passed immediately flopped down and pretended to be asleep. That was along with the constant yells of 'Fag!' or 'Tail raiser!'. Maybe it wouldn't get him so annoyed if he wasn't gay. But he was. Nobody knew it. Dylan himself hadn't even come to terms with the fact yet. But he was.
First day of school, and he had somehow tripped over the stairs leading up to the assembly hall and smacked his face onto someone's foot... in front of most the school. The result? A bleeding nose and a lifetime of jokes and nicknames. It didn't get better either... whether it was the 'Kick me' sign or walking straight into a glass door, it was Dylan's clumsy luck that made him such a target. For everybody.
That wasn't right!
Lunch was dull, as usually. Only Tom was there to keep him company. They sat outside on the field, as usual, enjoying the hot sun. Dylan was close to baking, since his fur was black.
Football. Oh, how Dylan hated football! Two teams were selected (Dylan was picked last) and a horrible game begun. He was sweating, panting and gasping for air within ten minutes, whereas his piers didn't seem bothered at all. When the ball came in his direction, he usually made a feint effort to follow it. Most of the time, however, he ended up tripping over and embarrassing himself again.
The ball was in sight, and he ran as fast as his furry legs would take him... but a yellow blur that, with great speed, shot past knocked him right off balance. He rolled, several times, and came to a stop by one of the goal posts. Dazed, confused and covered in grass stains, he avoided eye contact. Luckily, not many people had noticed that one.
"You ok there mate?"
Jeez... his paw is soft...
Towards the end of the class, Dylan got more and more fond of Theo. More than once, the two of them collided and rolled onto the floor together. More than twice, Dylan could have sworn it hadn't been an accident...
"Theo likes you..." Tom whispered.
"Why don't you ask him out? You've already rolled-"
"I'm not gay! Fuck off!" Dylan felt like slapping Tom sometimes...
Sure, he felt bad lying to everybody about his sexuality. He hadn't explored it much yet, had he? But Theo sure was hot... he wasn't going to avoid that. He had that silky, combed down kind of fur that he could just run both paws across... perfect figure too, almost. He glanced around, only to blush as he noticed the cheetah was topless. And, by fuck, he has a nice chest! So... curved... Theo looked at him.
"Shit, gotta pee. Two seconds." Dylan lied to Tom. Before Tom could get a word in on him, Dylan had vanished. He ran outside, into the hall, and straight into one of the toilets. It locked easily.
He took a deep breath, and touched his own cockhead. It twitched with approval... Even the slightest touch felt so good. Curious for just a little bit more, he greedily wrapped his paw around the base. God, he felt like cumming right now! He'd never jacked off in school before... first time for everything though, right?
And then it occurred to him where he was.
So he went back. To his relief, it was empty. And none of his things were missing. Relief surged through him. Alone at last.
"Didn't see you there."
"Fucking hell! Don't scare me like that! I'm half naked, for god's sake!"
"Why else," without warning, he pressed a paw to Dylan's crotch, "would you still be rock hard?"
"You're so cute when you bush like that, y'know."
"Wait!" Dylan called after him. Theo turned around, smiling.
Dylan could have carried on like this forever, but he got tired eventually. Theo was quite forward with his motions. And the way he was now sliding one paw down his shorts, down his boxers, and softly squeezing his butt was beyond heaven. Dylan returned the gesture, merely copying what his newfound partner was doing.
"Oh come on, I'm not that scary, right?"
So he did! He bent over, earning a stroke on the back of the head from Theo; he leant back slightly, and stared at the hard member in front of him. A challenge, he thought of it as. This was his firs time and all... was he rushing things with Theo? Nah... he wanted this a lot.
So, the third time round, he didn't stop. Rather than pulling away, he slid his mouth forward again and back, sucking softly, ensuring that his mouth was as tight as it could be around Theo's cock. Even though it tasted of nothing, it may as well have been sugar.
"Ohh man... you sure you haven't done this before?" Theo moaned at him. Dylan blushed.
He'd obtained a confident rhythm now. As he rocked his neck backwards and forwards he also twisted his head very slightly. It had become quite an addiction now... he could swear he tasted something sweet in his mouth. Precum? He didn't doubt it for a second.
Fuzzball...
Like I said, I just wrote that to waste an hour or so. It worked to! xD Practice makes perfect, right?
Toodle-pip xxx