David's Birthday
ss2 David's Birthday (c) 1-2000/2003
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WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTION'S OF A SEXUAL
NATURE. YOU MUST BE 18 YEARS OR OLDER TO READ THIS STORY. IF
THIS KIND OF STUFF BUGS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER.
WRITER EXCEPTS NO RESPONSIBLY FOR READER'S ACTIONS.
-- David G.
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David's Birthday
As David slowly awoke, the fuzzy headed otter tries to focus his
still sleepy mind. However he immediately recognized his roommate Hoss,
who was entering his room with a tray of food. This was not a regular
ritual, but again, this was not a regular day. It was David's birthday.
Hoss never said a word as he helped David sit up, fluffed his
pillow, and placed the tray in front of his yawning friend. David
smiled as he looked down at the small banquet that now laid before
him. He then looked up at the larger otter standing next to his bed.
Hoss reached over and brushed the head-fur that had draped over David's
forehead to one side, before leaning over and placing a small kiss on
his friend's head.
Because David had known Hoss for such a long time he knew not to
expect much more. Hoss was very male and seldom showed any emotions
other then happiness. Even when he was mad, Hoss never showed any
outward sign of being so, unless he thought he was alone. But David
knew his friend so well, that even when Hoss was hiding his true
emotions, David knew just how Hoss felt. David on the other hand was
more outgoing and at times could even be a bit flamboyant, but that was
a very rare occasion, and most likely done to embarrass Hoss just for
fun.
David enjoyed his birthday breakfast, then got ready for work.
Both otters worked for the same company. Hoss was lead transport
wrangler and he had to be at work by seven o'clock in the morning. David
however worked in the office and didn't have to show up until eight.
On David's way out he decided to take a quick peek under Hoss' bed
for his birthday gift, but all he found was a note saying "Your gift's
not here and don't bother looking for it." David chuckled as he headed
for Hoss' closet. Far in the back corner he found a balloon with
another note attached. That one read, "I told you not to look for it.
Now you're going to be late for work." David looked at his watch and
knew Hoss would be right if he did not get a move on.
Just one minute before eight, David ran into his office. After
sitting down, he pulled out the tray that held his keyboard and found
another note, "Okay so you just made it."
The clatter of his keyboard would temporally pause as David
stopped work just long enough to say "Hi" or to answer any of his
fellow employee's questions, as they entered his office.
David's office window overlooked the loading dock, and during his
breaks, he would look out at the abundance of male furs that worked
there. He enjoyed the summertime most, because the boss was fairly
lenient and he did not care if the guys on the dock removed their
shirts on hot days. Most of the workers had already removed them and
David was enjoying his view of all the muscles and fur that was on
parade.
Though he gave each of the workers the once over, he always found
himself staring at his roommate. Though time and David's own good
cooking had hidden the finer features of Hoss' muscular physique, David
never tired of watching the graceful way he moved.
Because it was David's birthday, Hoss would not take out any
transports, nor would he work any overtime. Hoss would, like every
year, try and get home as early as possible just so he could try and
cook something special, and every year, the two of them would windup
going out to dinner, after evacuating the smoke from their house.
The day was dragging along at a snails pace up until about two,
when all at once a handful of fellow office workers burst into David's
office and regaled him with a quite off-key version of the classic
"Happy Birthday Song." When the song ended, they presented him with the
traditional cupcake cake, that held a single candle, which must be
blown out as soon as possible, so it may be used again for the next
office birthday.
David hastefully made a wish and blew out the candle. He was then
greeted with cheers and some hearty congratulations, after which his
co-workers filtered out of his office and went back to work.
The next hour was much more pleasurable, compared to the whole
first half of the day. David noticed that there seemed to be much more
giggling going on in the usually stagnant office. And the few times
that he walked out of his office to stretch, everyone he met had a
smile on his or her face.
At three thirty, David glanced out his window and spotted Hoss
putting on his shirt and grabbing the days log-sheets, which had to be
turned into the Terminal Manager. Hoss always took the long way around
just so he could pass by David's office.
David stared at the doorway and waited. Hoss always slowed down
just enough to look in, giving David a quick smile and wink. However
this time as Hoss passed by, he grabbed the door jam helping him make
an abrupt stop. Hoss took a step backward and looked back into the
office.
Hoss' smile grew as he said. "It's becoming, but I don't think
you'll like what it does for you." Hoss raised a paw and pointed at
his muzzle, he then waived bye and took off.
David opened his desk drawer and took out a small mirror. He shook
his head as he stared at the image of himself wearing a chocolate
mustache, which stood out quite prominently against the light colored
fur of his muzzle. Closing his eyes and giving out a sigh, now knowing
why everyone he saw seemed so happy the last hour.
Once inside the lavatory, David took another look at himself in
the large mirror. The chocolate mustache matched the mocha colored fur
that covered most of his body, and stood out quite well against the
cream color fur that ran down the front of him, starting at his muzzle
and stopping just short of his knees. He actually did not look that bad
with the mustache, but it did make him look a lot older, which was not
to his liking.
After cleaning up, David made his way back to his office, and as
he did, he made sure to thank everyone who saw him and didn't tell him
about the mess on his face, which started a flood of laughter amongst
his office-mates.
During his drive home, David thought of a nice place for Hoss and
him to have dinner. Of course this would be after helping his roommate
clean up some of the mess in the kitchen. David pulled into the
driveway of the typical suburban, single story home, with the fine
trimmed lawn and the small flower bed that accented the walkway leading
to the front door.
David walked in expecting to hear Hoss mumbling to himself in
frustration, but the house was eerily quiet. Just then the stereo came
on and he was greeted with some beautiful classical music. The kind
David loved to play, as he soaked in the spa. David put down his
briefcase and walked around the corner and found Hoss standing next to
the dining room table.
As David drew closer, he looked at the flickering candles that
were placed all around the dimly lit room. Not much escaped David's
glance, like the beautiful arrangement of flowers in the center of the
table, or how the candles reflected off the polished silverware, or the
chilled crystal glasses fill with diet cola, David's preferred drink.
He watched as Hoss pulled out the chair and held it for him. David
then watched Hoss walk into the kitchen, returning a second later with
a covered plate. Once it was in place, Hoss removed the cover revealing
a large portion of Beef Stroganoff, one of David's favorite meals.
After Hoss handed David a warm breadstick, he took his seat at the
table and they both began eating the sumptuous meal. David decided that
later would be a better time to ask Hoss just how he had pulled off
this exquisite dinner. So for right now, he just enjoyed his birthday
meal.
After dinner Hoss escorted David to the living room, and instead
of taking their usual positions on the couch, with Hoss sitting at one
end while David laid down resting his head on Hoss' leg. Hoss had David
sit right in the middle of the couch.
Hoss, now on both knees, positioned himself in front of David. He
reached forward and gently spread David's legs apart, allowing enough
room for him to move in between them.
David's heart raced as Hoss slid his hands down David's inner-
thighs stopping just short of where his pant legs were sewn together.
Hoss leaned in and said. "I hope you're ready for your gift." Hoss
lowered his head, stopping just short of placing his muzzle into
David's crotch. Hoss then reached under the couch and pulled out a not
so neatly wrapped gift, kind of a trademark of his.
David's heart raced even faster as he recognized the shape and
size of the gift. He just knew it was a picture frame. David had been
dropping quite a number of hints as to what he wanted for his birthday.
David had come across a wolf, that was a talented artist, and he was
quite taken with his work. David's hopes ran high as his trembling
paws reached out to take the gift. As his finger gingerly raced over
the wrapping, he could feel the simple design of the frame.
David pushed a finger into the indented corner of the gift,
causing the wrapping to tear as the sharp corner of the frame came into
view. He hooked the paper with the tip of his finger and raked his hand
across the front of it, revealing the frame. The entire frame was
polished silver with some simple scroll marks in each corner. It
basically looked quite manly, as far as frames go, and David expected
nothing less, knowing that Hoss picked it out.
David looked at his dear friend and smiled. Hoss again leaned
over, this time sticking his hand under the throw pillow at the end of
the couch. "I guess you will be needing a new picture to go with your
new frame." Hoss said smiling, as he pulled out a white envelope with
the word "Photo" stamped across the front of it.
David's eager fingers now pawed at the envelope trying to open it
quickly, yet being as gentle as possible so as not to damage the
contents. David pulled the picture out and felt his heart stop as he
gazed upon it. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped. For there in his
shaky hands was a picture of his roomy sitting on his motorcycle.
With a smile on his face, Hoss again spoke. "You always said that
it was the best looking picture of me, so I had it blown up so I could
give it to you."
David swallowed hard as he held his disappointment back from view.
Although what Hoss said was true, it was a very good-looking picture of
him. But David really had his heart set on a piece of artwork by Luis
P. "Loopy" Look-Twice. David forced a smile as he looked at Hoss and
though clenched teeth he said. "It's beautiful, thank you."
Hoss reached out his paws and said. "Would you like me to place
the picture in the frame for you?"
David looked at Hoss knowing full well that even though he was
extremely disappointed in him for not catching on to all of his hints,
he could not stay mad at him very long. David gave out a small sigh and
said. "No, thank you. I would like to do it myself." David's nimble
fingers removed the corner clasps, which held the hard backing in
place. He then pressed lightly against the glass to raise it, so he
could remove the cardboard insert, but as he did that, he found
something under the insert.
David gasped, as he was now staring at a piece of artwork entitled
"City Wolf" by "Loopy". He heard Hoss chuckle as he said. "I take it by
your bulging eyes, that you like this picture a little bit more than
the first one I gave you." Wide-eyed David glanced at Hoss, and then
back to the fine piece of artwork he was holding in his shivering
hands. The next thing David heard was Hoss saying. "Remember to breathe
before you pass-out."
The words echoed in David's mind, as he tried to make sense of
what Hoss meant by that. Then David realized that he had stopped
breathing. As David quickly took in a lung full of air, Hoss gave out
another chuckle. Stammering David tried to speak. "You.. Oh my gawd..
You.. I.. You.. Love it.. Oh my."
Hoss reached out to steady David's shaking hands. "You're going to
wet yourself if you don't calm down some." Hoss warned the younger
otter as he tried to pry David's paws loose from the frame and
picture. Once free from David's grip, Hoss set them off to the side so
they would be safe.
David slipped off the couch and knelt in front of his roommate. He
wrapped his arms around Hoss and gave the big furry otter a hug from
which Hoss could almost not breathe. David pulled his head back and
look at him. His eyes were glazed over with tears of joy, and his lower
lip quivered. David did manage to squeak out the words, "Thank you"
just before kissing Hoss fully on the lips.
Their hands roamed over each other as they opened their mouths in
unison and allowed each other's tongues in. After their bone-melting
kiss David composed himself enough to ask. "Why now? Why this
birthday?"
"Well its not every birthday my best bud turns 30." Hoss replied.
David paused for a moment and then said. "Sorry there big guy, but
today I turn 29."
Hoss looked puzzled then calmly asked. "Sweetheart, have you done
the math?"
The happy look on David's face melted away, as he slowly stood up.
He looked at himself in the large mirror that was hanging across the
room. He pointed at his reflection and calmly said. "My Gawd. You're 30
years old today." When David looked back down, he had a serene look on
his face, just before his eyes rolled back into his head. Hoss lunged
forward barely catching the little otter as he passed out.
Slowly David reopened his eyes, focusing on the face of his
roommate. "I fainted?" David asked.
"You fainted." Hoss replied slowly nodding his head.
David glanced around and realized he was lying on the floor in
front of the fireplace. His shoes, socks and shirt were missing and his
pants were unbuttoned. He then noticed that Hoss was in the same state
of undress.
Hoss leaned back over and gently caressed the side of David's
Muzzle. "Are you all right?" Hoss softly asked.
Looking somewhat sad David said "No. I'm too old. I'm too young to
be this old."
Hoss cocked his head slightly. "I'm only two and a half years
older then you. So what does that make me, your grandfather?" He asked.
"No." David said as he rolled over holding up one arm, letting
Hoss know that he wanted to be held. Once safely in Hoss' arms David
spoke up again. "You can be old. I mean you've always been older then
me, so it's okay for you to be older, but not me. Now none of the younger
guys will ever look at me. They'll just think I'm too old."
"Well I guess you now know, you're stuck with me." Hoss chuckled.
David already knew that. He knew it just after meeting Hoss for
the very first time. He had just turned fifteen and Hoss was half way
to being eighteen, when Hoss' family moved in across the street. It
took David five months of being under foot, before Hoss finally broke
down and started allowing David to hang around with him. But that is
another story.
Though David always came across as one hot otter and he loved to
flirt with other furs that showed interest in him, he knew that time
would be coming to an end. And even though he had been committed to
only one otter, he never really considered himself that domesticated,
even though he was, David still felt like a single otter.
So lying there in the arms of the fur he loved, David decided to
make some small changes in his life. The first one was, at least at
home; he would start acting as if he was committed. He looked at his
lover and softly said. "Up please."
After they stood up, David took Hoss' paw and walked with him
into his room. It was usually Hoss that did not say a word, but spoke
volumes simply through his actions. This time it was David's turn. He
grabbed Hoss' pillow off his bed and then David led Hoss into his room.
David just stared at his king size bed, while Hoss glanced at
David, then his pillow and then at David's bed. David released Hoss'
hand and walked over to the bed. Pulling down the covers on one side,
he carefully placed Hoss' pillow in its new place. Though Hoss was no
stranger to David's bed, he was just not sure why David brought his
pillow over. After the two made love, Hoss seldom cared if he slept
with a pillow.
Hoss walked over to the smaller otter and placed his hands on
David's shoulders. David turned around and looked up at him, he then
took his index finger and placed it over Hoss' muzzle. The tip of his
finger was touching Hoss' nose, while the base of his finger was down
on Hoss' chin.
David cleared his throat and then spoke softly. "From now on, you
will be sleeping in here with me, and not just when we finish making
love." Hoss started to open his mouth but David pushed his finger in a
bit harder. David began to speak again. "Only you and your pillow will
move in. We'll get you a new dresser to match the decor of my-- I mean
our room later. As for the rest of your clothes, they will stay in the
now guest bedroom closet. Because the closet in this room is mine. Get
it?"
Hoss puckered out his lips the best he could and kissed David's
finger, before he pulled it away. Hoss put his arms around David and
pulled him into his furry chest. He then said softly. "So, after 11
years, you finally decided to say yes to me. Well I just have one thing
to say. I get to be the male of this family. Get it?"
David giggled as he threw his arms around Hoss returned his hug
while saying, "That's okay. I'm better suited at playing the crazy bitch
then you are." They both fell on the bed laughing. Once in the middle
of it, David ran his hand across Hoss' rear and said. "Do I get
anything else for my birthday?"
"Just me," Hoss replied, "Oh, and some tickets for the theater on
Saturday for some play called Kats."
David squealed and hugged Hoss, which soon turned into a kissing-
fest. He started kissing his chest and neck, moving slowly up to Hoss'
jawbone then up to his mouth.
As he was being kissed, Hoss reached down and finished unzipping
David's pants, and then he reached around back and undid his tail flap.
David lifted himself so his pants could be easily removed. Hoss then
ran his paw over David's underwear, feeling every contour and curve
that lay hidden by the smooth white cotton fabric.
David reached down and hastefully removed his shorts allowing
himself to be completely naked before his mate. Hoss propped himself up
on one arm and looked at his lover lying there. He leaned back in
giving David's nose a little lick followed by a kiss. Hoss plunged his
muzzle into the nape of David's neck where he playfully gnawed on his
mate. Meanwhile one of Hoss' hands skimmed across David's body, blazing
a trail to the tuft of fur that lay just above David's maleness.
Hoss then moved his mouth along the trail his hand had made,
making a quick stop at one of David's erect nipples, which Hoss gently
ran his tongue over causing the little otter to moan. Hoss travailed
further down lapping at different parts of David's body, stopping to
push his muzzle into David's soft fur, moving it to the side so he
could place his tongue against David's hot flesh.
Hoss made one last stop on his way down, and that was at David's
bellybutton. Hoss always gave David four small kiss around the tiny
opening, just before sticking his tongue in, causing David to giggle.
Hoss climbed off and stood at the foot of the bed, as his eyes
drank in the beauty of David's furry body. Hoss unzipped his pants and
let them drop to the floor. After they puddled around his feet, he
carefully kicked them off to one side. Knowing he was putting on a show
for his lover, Hoss released the tail flap on his underwear and slowly,
inch by inch lowered them until he revealed his maleness to David.
David, feeling his body temperature rising did not want to wait
any longer for what he now craved. He separated his legs, knees
pointing to the ceiling. Hoss moved in-between them, and starting on
the inside of David's knees, he licked his way down to where David's
legs were joined. Delicately Hoss lapped at the soft furred sac that
held the smaller otter's orbs.
David moaned with ecstasy and delight as his large lover tenderly
laved him. Hoss' tongue made its way around the orbs to the base of
David's shaft, and with a few hardy laps from Hoss' tongue, David's rod
glistened with moisture.
David pleaded with Hoss to take him now and to fill him with
delight. Though Hoss had a slightly different plan. He climbed up over
his smaller mate and held his position like a rigid beam. David raised
his head and kissed Hoss in a manner that clearly defined his need to
make love to him.
Hoss shifted his legs up until they were on either side of David's
body. When he sat down his throbbing maleness touched David's, sending
a flash of desire coursing through him. Hoss reached down and encircled
both of there rods, stroking them until he saw his mates eyes roll back
into is head.
Hoss carefully shifted his body and placed the tip of David's
hardness against his rear. As David's eyes widen, Hoss lowered himself
down onto his mate. David looked up at Hoss and knew that this fur
could stir his passion so completely that he must have some kind of
magical power over him, and it had taken control, ruling his mind as
well as his heart.
David's breathing became shallow, and his muscles began
tightening. He wanted this moment to last, so he tried everything to
make it so. Hoss however was relentless in his rhythm, as his body
raised and lowered traveling the full length of David's shaft. David
grit his teeth, as he no longer could hold out against his own body's
urges. A low groan excepted him as he finally relaxed and gave into
his volcanic orgasm.
When Hoss felt a sudden warmth deep within himself, he knew that
David had peaked, and a small squeak and some minor uncontrollable
giggling from David confirmed this. Hoss stayed on top of David, until
the smaller otter's maleness finally retracted into its warm protective
sheath. It was only then did Hoss roll over and laid next to his lover.
Hoss leaned in and whispered to David. "I wanted to tell you
something a long time ago, but I was afraid to. Almost the way you were
afraid to commit to me, until tonight. So if you can overcome that fear
then I guess I can too." Hoss took in a deep breath and spoke softly.
"David, I love you."
Hoss watch as David's eyes welled up with tears. "I have waited so
long to hear those three little words from you, and now that you have said
them. I want you to know it was worth the wait. I love you too."
Hoss looked deep into David's eyes, just before giving him another
kiss on the nose. "You know what the best thing about this day is?"
asked Hoss. David shook his head. "Your birthday and our anniversary
are now on the same day. This will save me a lot in gifts!" The smile
on Hoss' face disappeared as David's eyes narrowed. "What I meant to
say was, now that makes this a real special day and I should go out of
my way to prove it to you each year." David nodded his head and kissed
Hoss on the nose.
Hoss suggest that they move out to the spa to finish up the night.
Once in the water, Hoss ran his strong hands over David's back,
massaging him into a quivering mass of fur. As David sat there becoming
more enveloped by the relaxing feeling, he remembered that Hoss had not
had a chance for his moment of ecstasy.
David turned around and straddled his mate. He started rubbing his
posterior into Hoss' groin, and once Hoss' shaft was fully erect, David
tried to mount it. Hoss grabbed David's rear and lifted him up. Hoss
looked up at his mate and said. "I'm not through with you yet."
The larger otter then picked David up a bit more, bring his crotch
right up to his mouth. Hoss again started laving David's groin with his
tongue. The younger otter moaned as his cock slipped out of its sheath
and back into view, but only for a brief moment, because Hoss took it
into his warm mouth and began to suck on the member ever-so softly.
David's body twitched as he felt an electrical charge leap along
his veins, as Hoss now vigorously worked on his shaft. David felt his
hot flow starting to move again, and his hips started an uncontrolled
movement helping to slide his maleness in and out of Hoss' mouth.
Hoss surprised his mate by pushing a finger up into him from
behind, the sensation was so overwhelming that it caused the little
otter to thrust forward releasing his otter-seed into Hoss' mouth.
Hoss greedily consumed all that David could produce and would not
stop sucking until, David's cock again retracted into its sheath. David
slid back down the length of Hoss' body until he was again sitting on
his lap. After trading kisses, David leaned in and whispered into Hoss'
ear. "Please mount me, my love."
Hoss gently lifted David into place, and once he felt his maleness
at the entrance of David's rear, he released his mate and let him slip
down, David gasping as he impaling himself onto Hoss' hot shaft. They
slipped off the small seat of the spa and sank to the bottom as one,
holding their watery embrace for quite sometime before returning to the
surface for a quick breath of air.
Hoss backed his hips up all the way then reentered his mate in a
searing liquid glide. Hoss thrust his hips forward moving him and his
mate clear to the other side of that spa. Once there he grabbed the
railing and held on as he continued to thrust. A few minutes later Hoss
grit his teeth and gave a few hardy pushes as he exploded into David,
filling him with his warm flow.
Though tired, Hoss managed to make it back to the seat from where
they started, still with David wrapped around him. As they stayed
locked onto each other with hugs that seemed endless, David glanced at
his right hand. There was the sterling silver ring that Hoss gave him
one year after he had moved in.
David let go of his mate and sat back a little, bringing his paws
around front. He reached down and started twisting the ring, and with a
little effort it came off. He handed it to Hoss and placed his left
hand out.
Hoss took David's hand and held the ring just at the tip of his
third finger. He took in a deep breath, and said, "I gave you this ring
eleven years ago. I told you that in time, I hoped you would let me
move it to your other hand, and that time has come. This ring has
always represented my love for you. Continuous and never-ending." With
that said Hoss slipped the ring onto David's finger.
***End***
[Writer's note ss2 v 2.0 12.31.01]
Copyright of David's Birthday belongs to David Germain.
No copies may be made without David's permission.
Special thanks going to: David Wheeler for his input and assistance,
and to Andrew Pidcock, who had no idea I was going to use his name, or
his character's name until after I had finished the story. Thanks again
Andrew for letting me keep your name in my story.
The story of David's Birthday (c) David Germain Jan.
2000
Luis P. "Loopy" Look-Twice (c) Andrew Pidcock
All other characters (c) David Germain
David Germain (c) Hoss
Hoss (c) his player 2-24-00
If you would like to see Loopy's artwork for yourself or if you have
any questions or inquiries about the story. Please contact me at
[email protected]' NOTE: Flamers will be laughed at, then
ignored.
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