{"sf1_id":359,"sf2_id":"zeRKG4rm","title":"David's Birthday","author":"David g.","words":5237,"posted_at":"2003-02-17T01:36:00.000Z","tags":["Contemporary","M/M","Otter"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/359-david-s-birthday","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/zeRKG4rm","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=359\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"ss2 David's Birthday (c) 1-2000/2003  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \nWARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTION'S OF A SEXUAL  \nNATURE. YOU MUST BE 18 YEARS OR OLDER TO READ THIS STORY. IF  \nTHIS KIND OF STUFF BUGS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER.  \nWRITER EXCEPTS NO RESPONSIBLY FOR READER'S ACTIONS.  \n-- David G.  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nDavid's Birthday  \n  \nAs David slowly awoke, the fuzzy headed otter tries to focus his  \nstill sleepy mind. However he immediately recognized his roommate Hoss,  \nwho was entering his room with a tray of food. This was not a regular  \nritual, but again, this was not a regular day. It was David's birthday.  \n  \nHoss never said a word as he helped David sit up, fluffed his  \npillow, and placed the tray in front of his yawning friend. David  \nsmiled as he looked down at the small banquet that now laid before  \nhim. He then looked up at the larger otter standing next to his bed.  \nHoss reached over and brushed the head-fur that had draped over David's  \nforehead to one side, before leaning over and placing a small kiss on  \nhis friend's head.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Because David had known Hoss for such a long time he knew not to  \nexpect much more. Hoss was very male and seldom showed any emotions  \nother then happiness. Even when he was mad, Hoss never showed any  \noutward sign of being so, unless he thought he was alone. But David  \nknew his friend so well, that even when Hoss was hiding his true  \nemotions, David knew just how Hoss felt. David on the other hand was  \nmore outgoing and at times could even be a bit flamboyant, but that was  \na very rare occasion, and most likely done to embarrass Hoss just for  \nfun.  \n  \nDavid enjoyed his birthday breakfast, then got ready for work.  \nBoth otters worked for the same company. Hoss was lead transport  \nwrangler and he had to be at work by seven o'clock in the morning. David  \nhowever worked in the office and didn't have to show up until eight.  \n  \nOn David's way out he decided to take a quick peek under Hoss' bed  \nfor his birthday gift, but all he found was a note saying \"Your gift's  \nnot here and don't bother looking for it.\" David chuckled as he headed  \nfor Hoss' closet. Far in the back corner he found a balloon with  \nanother note attached. That one read, \"I told you not to look for it.  \nNow you're going to be late for work.\" David looked at his watch and  \nknew Hoss would be right if he did not get a move on.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Just one minute before eight, David ran into his office. After  \nsitting down, he pulled out the tray that held his keyboard and found  \nanother note, \"Okay so you just made it.\"  \n  \nThe clatter of his keyboard would temporally pause as David  \nstopped work just long enough to say \"Hi\" or to answer any of his  \nfellow employee's questions, as they entered his office.  \n  \nDavid's office window overlooked the loading dock, and during his  \nbreaks, he would look out at the abundance of male furs that worked  \nthere. He enjoyed the summertime most, because the boss was fairly  \nlenient and he did not care if the guys on the dock removed their  \nshirts on hot days. Most of the workers had already removed them and  \nDavid was enjoying his view of all the muscles and fur that was on  \nparade.  \n  \nThough he gave each of the workers the once over, he always found  \nhimself staring at his roommate. Though time and David's own good  \ncooking had hidden the finer features of Hoss' muscular physique, David  \nnever tired of watching the graceful way he moved.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Because it was David's birthday, Hoss would not take out any  \ntransports, nor would he work any overtime. Hoss would, like every  \nyear, try and get home as early as possible just so he could try and  \ncook something special, and every year, the two of them would windup  \ngoing out to dinner, after evacuating the smoke from their house.  \n  \nThe day was dragging along at a snails pace up until about two,  \nwhen all at once a handful of fellow office workers burst into David's  \noffice and regaled him with a quite off-key version of the classic  \n\"Happy Birthday Song.\" When the song ended, they presented him with the  \ntraditional cupcake cake, that held a single candle, which must be  \nblown out as soon as possible, so it may be used again for the next  \noffice birthday.  \n  \nDavid hastefully made a wish and blew out the candle. He was then  \ngreeted with cheers and some hearty congratulations, after which his  \nco-workers filtered out of his office and went back to work.  \n  \nThe next hour was much more pleasurable, compared to the whole  \nfirst half of the day. David noticed that there seemed to be much more  \ngiggling going on in the usually stagnant office. And the few times  \nthat he walked out of his office to stretch, everyone he met had a  \nsmile on his or her face.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; At three thirty, David glanced out his window and spotted Hoss  \nputting on his shirt and grabbing the days log-sheets, which had to be  \nturned into the Terminal Manager. Hoss always took the long way around  \njust so he could pass by David's office.  \n  \nDavid stared at the doorway and waited. Hoss always slowed down  \njust enough to look in, giving David a quick smile and wink. However  \nthis time as Hoss passed by, he grabbed the door jam helping him make  \nan abrupt stop. Hoss took a step backward and looked back into the  \noffice.  \n  \nHoss' smile grew as he said. \"It's becoming, but I don't think  \nyou'll like what it does for you.\" Hoss raised a paw and pointed at  \nhis muzzle, he then waived bye and took off.  \n  \nDavid opened his desk drawer and took out a small mirror. He shook  \nhis head as he stared at the image of himself wearing a chocolate  \nmustache, which stood out quite prominently against the light colored  \nfur of his muzzle. Closing his eyes and giving out a sigh, now knowing  \nwhy everyone he saw seemed so happy the last hour.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Once inside the lavatory, David took another look at himself in  \nthe large mirror. The chocolate mustache matched the mocha colored fur  \nthat covered most of his body, and stood out quite well against the  \ncream color fur that ran down the front of him, starting at his muzzle  \nand stopping just short of his knees. He actually did not look that bad  \nwith the mustache, but it did make him look a lot older, which was not  \nto his liking.  \n  \nAfter cleaning up, David made his way back to his office, and as  \nhe did, he made sure to thank everyone who saw him and didn't tell him  \nabout the mess on his face, which started a flood of laughter amongst  \nhis office-mates.  \n  \nDuring his drive home, David thought of a nice place for Hoss and  \nhim to have dinner. Of course this would be after helping his roommate  \nclean up some of the mess in the kitchen. David pulled into the  \ndriveway of the typical suburban, single story home, with the fine  \ntrimmed lawn and the small flower bed that accented the walkway leading  \nto the front door.  \n  \nDavid walked in expecting to hear Hoss mumbling to himself in  \nfrustration, but the house was eerily quiet. Just then the stereo came  \non and he was greeted with some beautiful classical music. The kind  \nDavid loved to play, as he soaked in the spa. David put down his  \nbriefcase and walked around the corner and found Hoss standing next to  \nthe dining room table.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As David drew closer, he looked at the flickering candles that  \nwere placed all around the dimly lit room. Not much escaped David's  \nglance, like the beautiful arrangement of flowers in the center of the  \ntable, or how the candles reflected off the polished silverware, or the  \nchilled crystal glasses fill with diet cola, David's preferred drink.  \n  \nHe watched as Hoss pulled out the chair and held it for him. David  \nthen watched Hoss walk into the kitchen, returning a second later with  \na covered plate. Once it was in place, Hoss removed the cover revealing  \na large portion of Beef Stroganoff, one of David's favorite meals.  \n  \nAfter Hoss handed David a warm breadstick, he took his seat at the  \ntable and they both began eating the sumptuous meal. David decided that  \nlater would be a better time to ask Hoss just how he had pulled off  \nthis exquisite dinner. So for right now, he just enjoyed his birthday  \nmeal.  \n  \nAfter dinner Hoss escorted David to the living room, and instead  \nof taking their usual positions on the couch, with Hoss sitting at one  \nend while David laid down resting his head on Hoss' leg. Hoss had David  \nsit right in the middle of the couch.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Hoss, now on both knees, positioned himself in front of David. He  \nreached forward and gently spread David's legs apart, allowing enough  \nroom for him to move in between them.  \n  \nDavid's heart raced as Hoss slid his hands down David's inner-  \nthighs stopping just short of where his pant legs were sewn together.  \nHoss leaned in and said. \"I hope you're ready for your gift.\" Hoss  \nlowered his head, stopping just short of placing his muzzle into  \nDavid's crotch. Hoss then reached under the couch and pulled out a not  \nso neatly wrapped gift, kind of a trademark of his.  \n  \nDavid's heart raced even faster as he recognized the shape and  \nsize of the gift. He just knew it was a picture frame. David had been  \ndropping quite a number of hints as to what he wanted for his birthday.  \nDavid had come across a wolf, that was a talented artist, and he was  \nquite taken with his work. David's hopes ran high as his trembling  \npaws reached out to take the gift. As his finger gingerly raced over  \nthe wrapping, he could feel the simple design of the frame.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; David pushed a finger into the indented corner of the gift,  \ncausing the wrapping to tear as the sharp corner of the frame came into  \nview. He hooked the paper with the tip of his finger and raked his hand  \nacross the front of it, revealing the frame. The entire frame was  \npolished silver with some simple scroll marks in each corner. It  \nbasically looked quite manly, as far as frames go, and David expected  \nnothing less, knowing that Hoss picked it out.  \n  \nDavid looked at his dear friend and smiled. Hoss again leaned  \nover, this time sticking his hand under the throw pillow at the end of  \nthe couch. \"I guess you will be needing a new picture to go with your  \nnew frame.\" Hoss said smiling, as he pulled out a white envelope with  \nthe word \"Photo\" stamped across the front of it.  \n  \nDavid's eager fingers now pawed at the envelope trying to open it  \nquickly, yet being as gentle as possible so as not to damage the  \ncontents. David pulled the picture out and felt his heart stop as he  \ngazed upon it. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped. For there in his  \nshaky hands was a picture of his roomy sitting on his motorcycle.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; With a smile on his face, Hoss again spoke. \"You always said that  \nit was the best looking picture of me, so I had it blown up so I could  \ngive it to you.\"  \n  \nDavid swallowed hard as he held his disappointment back from view.  \nAlthough what Hoss said was true, it was a very good-looking picture of  \nhim. But David really had his heart set on a piece of artwork by Luis  \nP. \"Loopy\" Look-Twice. David forced a smile as he looked at Hoss and  \nthough clenched teeth he said. \"It's beautiful, thank you.\"  \n  \nHoss reached out his paws and said. \"Would you like me to place  \nthe picture in the frame for you?\"  \n  \nDavid looked at Hoss knowing full well that even though he was  \nextremely disappointed in him for not catching on to all of his hints,  \nhe could not stay mad at him very long. David gave out a small sigh and  \nsaid. \"No, thank you. I would like to do it myself.\" David's nimble  \nfingers removed the corner clasps, which held the hard backing in  \nplace. He then pressed lightly against the glass to raise it, so he  \ncould remove the cardboard insert, but as he did that, he found  \nsomething under the insert.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; David gasped, as he was now staring at a piece of artwork entitled  \n\"City Wolf\" by \"Loopy\". He heard Hoss chuckle as he said. \"I take it by  \nyour bulging eyes, that you like this picture a little bit more than  \nthe first one I gave you.\" Wide-eyed David glanced at Hoss, and then  \nback to the fine piece of artwork he was holding in his shivering  \nhands. The next thing David heard was Hoss saying. \"Remember to breathe  \nbefore you pass-out.\"  \n  \nThe words echoed in David's mind, as he tried to make sense of  \nwhat Hoss meant by that. Then David realized that he had stopped  \nbreathing. As David quickly took in a lung full of air, Hoss gave out  \nanother chuckle. Stammering David tried to speak. \"You.. Oh my gawd..  \nYou.. I.. You.. Love it.. Oh my.\"  \n  \nHoss reached out to steady David's shaking hands. \"You're going to  \nwet yourself if you don't calm down some.\" Hoss warned the younger  \notter as he tried to pry David's paws loose from the frame and  \npicture. Once free from David's grip, Hoss set them off to the side so  \nthey would be safe.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; David slipped off the couch and knelt in front of his roommate. He  \nwrapped his arms around Hoss and gave the big furry otter a hug from  \nwhich Hoss could almost not breathe. David pulled his head back and  \nlook at him. His eyes were glazed over with tears of joy, and his lower  \nlip quivered. David did manage to squeak out the words, \"Thank you\"  \njust before kissing Hoss fully on the lips.  \n  \nTheir hands roamed over each other as they opened their mouths in  \nunison and allowed each other's tongues in. After their bone-melting  \nkiss David composed himself enough to ask. \"Why now? Why this  \nbirthday?\"  \n  \n\"Well its not every birthday my best bud turns 30.\" Hoss replied.  \nDavid paused for a moment and then said. \"Sorry there big guy, but  \ntoday I turn 29.\"  \n  \nHoss looked puzzled then calmly asked. \"Sweetheart, have you done  \nthe math?\"  \n  \nThe happy look on David's face melted away, as he slowly stood up.  \nHe looked at himself in the large mirror that was hanging across the  \nroom. He pointed at his reflection and calmly said. \"My Gawd. You're 30  \nyears old today.\" When David looked back down, he had a serene look on  \nhis face, just before his eyes rolled back into his head. Hoss lunged  \nforward barely catching the little otter as he passed out.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Slowly David reopened his eyes, focusing on the face of his  \nroommate. \"I fainted?\" David asked.  \n  \n\"You fainted.\" Hoss replied slowly nodding his head.  \n  \nDavid glanced around and realized he was lying on the floor in  \nfront of the fireplace. His shoes, socks and shirt were missing and his  \npants were unbuttoned. He then noticed that Hoss was in the same state  \nof undress.  \n  \nHoss leaned back over and gently caressed the side of David's  \nMuzzle. \"Are you all right?\" Hoss softly asked.  \n  \nLooking somewhat sad David said \"No. I'm too old. I'm too young to  \nbe this old.\"  \n  \nHoss cocked his head slightly. \"I'm only two and a half years  \nolder then you. So what does that make me, your grandfather?\" He asked.  \n  \n\"No.\" David said as he rolled over holding up one arm, letting  \nHoss know that he wanted to be held. Once safely in Hoss' arms David  \nspoke up again. \"You can be old. I mean you've always been older then  \nme, so it's okay for you to be older, but not me. Now none of the younger  \nguys will ever look at me. They'll just think I'm too old.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Well I guess you now know, you're stuck with me.\" Hoss chuckled.  \n  \nDavid already knew that. He knew it just after meeting Hoss for  \nthe very first time. He had just turned fifteen and Hoss was half way  \nto being eighteen, when Hoss' family moved in across the street. It  \ntook David five months of being under foot, before Hoss finally broke  \ndown and started allowing David to hang around with him. But that is  \nanother story.  \n  \nThough David always came across as one hot otter and he loved to  \nflirt with other furs that showed interest in him, he knew that time  \nwould be coming to an end. And even though he had been committed to  \nonly one otter, he never really considered himself that domesticated,  \neven though he was, David still felt like a single otter.  \n  \nSo lying there in the arms of the fur he loved, David decided to  \nmake some small changes in his life. The first one was, at least at  \nhome; he would start acting as if he was committed. He looked at his  \nlover and softly said. \"Up please.\"  \n  \nAfter they stood up, David took Hoss' paw and walked with him  \ninto his room. It was usually Hoss that did not say a word, but spoke  \nvolumes simply through his actions. This time it was David's turn. He  \ngrabbed Hoss' pillow off his bed and then David led Hoss into his room.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; David just stared at his king size bed, while Hoss glanced at  \nDavid, then his pillow and then at David's bed. David released Hoss'  \nhand and walked over to the bed. Pulling down the covers on one side,  \nhe carefully placed Hoss' pillow in its new place. Though Hoss was no  \nstranger to David's bed, he was just not sure why David brought his  \npillow over. After the two made love, Hoss seldom cared if he slept  \nwith a pillow.  \n  \nHoss walked over to the smaller otter and placed his hands on  \nDavid's shoulders. David turned around and looked up at him, he then  \ntook his index finger and placed it over Hoss' muzzle. The tip of his  \nfinger was touching Hoss' nose, while the base of his finger was down  \non Hoss' chin.  \n  \nDavid cleared his throat and then spoke softly. \"From now on, you  \nwill be sleeping in here with me, and not just when we finish making  \nlove.\" Hoss started to open his mouth but David pushed his finger in a  \nbit harder. David began to speak again. \"Only you and your pillow will  \nmove in. We'll get you a new dresser to match the decor of my-- I mean  \nour room later. As for the rest of your clothes, they will stay in the  \nnow guest bedroom closet. Because the closet in this room is mine. Get  \nit?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Hoss puckered out his lips the best he could and kissed David's  \nfinger, before he pulled it away. Hoss put his arms around David and  \npulled him into his furry chest. He then said softly. \"So, after 11  \nyears, you finally decided to say yes to me. Well I just have one thing  \nto say. I get to be the male of this family. Get it?\"  \n  \nDavid giggled as he threw his arms around Hoss returned his hug  \nwhile saying, \"That's okay. I'm better suited at playing the crazy bitch  \nthen you are.\" They both fell on the bed laughing. Once in the middle  \nof it, David ran his hand across Hoss' rear and said. \"Do I get  \nanything else for my birthday?\"  \n  \n\"Just me,\" Hoss replied, \"Oh, and some tickets for the theater on  \nSaturday for some play called Kats.\"  \n  \nDavid squealed and hugged Hoss, which soon turned into a kissing-  \nfest. He started kissing his chest and neck, moving slowly up to Hoss'  \njawbone then up to his mouth.  \n  \nAs he was being kissed, Hoss reached down and finished unzipping  \nDavid's pants, and then he reached around back and undid his tail flap.  \nDavid lifted himself so his pants could be easily removed. Hoss then  \nran his paw over David's underwear, feeling every contour and curve  \nthat lay hidden by the smooth white cotton fabric.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; David reached down and hastefully removed his shorts allowing  \nhimself to be completely naked before his mate. Hoss propped himself up  \non one arm and looked at his lover lying there. He leaned back in  \ngiving David's nose a little lick followed by a kiss. Hoss plunged his  \nmuzzle into the nape of David's neck where he playfully gnawed on his  \nmate. Meanwhile one of Hoss' hands skimmed across David's body, blazing  \na trail to the tuft of fur that lay just above David's maleness.  \n  \nHoss then moved his mouth along the trail his hand had made,  \nmaking a quick stop at one of David's erect nipples, which Hoss gently  \nran his tongue over causing the little otter to moan. Hoss travailed  \nfurther down lapping at different parts of David's body, stopping to  \npush his muzzle into David's soft fur, moving it to the side so he  \ncould place his tongue against David's hot flesh.  \n  \nHoss made one last stop on his way down, and that was at David's  \nbellybutton. Hoss always gave David four small kiss around the tiny  \nopening, just before sticking his tongue in, causing David to giggle.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Hoss climbed off and stood at the foot of the bed, as his eyes  \ndrank in the beauty of David's furry body. Hoss unzipped his pants and  \nlet them drop to the floor. After they puddled around his feet, he  \ncarefully kicked them off to one side. Knowing he was putting on a show  \nfor his lover, Hoss released the tail flap on his underwear and slowly,  \ninch by inch lowered them until he revealed his maleness to David.  \n  \nDavid, feeling his body temperature rising did not want to wait  \nany longer for what he now craved. He separated his legs, knees  \npointing to the ceiling. Hoss moved in-between them, and starting on  \nthe inside of David's knees, he licked his way down to where David's  \nlegs were joined. Delicately Hoss lapped at the soft furred sac that  \nheld the smaller otter's orbs.  \n  \nDavid moaned with ecstasy and delight as his large lover tenderly  \nlaved him. Hoss' tongue made its way around the orbs to the base of  \nDavid's shaft, and with a few hardy laps from Hoss' tongue, David's rod  \nglistened with moisture.  \n  \nDavid pleaded with Hoss to take him now and to fill him with  \ndelight. Though Hoss had a slightly different plan. He climbed up over  \nhis smaller mate and held his position like a rigid beam. David raised  \nhis head and kissed Hoss in a manner that clearly defined his need to  \nmake love to him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Hoss shifted his legs up until they were on either side of David's  \nbody. When he sat down his throbbing maleness touched David's, sending  \na flash of desire coursing through him. Hoss reached down and encircled  \nboth of there rods, stroking them until he saw his mates eyes roll back  \ninto is head.  \n  \nHoss carefully shifted his body and placed the tip of David's  \nhardness against his rear. As David's eyes widen, Hoss lowered himself  \ndown onto his mate. David looked up at Hoss and knew that this fur  \ncould stir his passion so completely that he must have some kind of  \nmagical power over him, and it had taken control, ruling his mind as  \nwell as his heart.  \n  \nDavid's breathing became shallow, and his muscles began  \ntightening. He wanted this moment to last, so he tried everything to  \nmake it so. Hoss however was relentless in his rhythm, as his body  \nraised and lowered traveling the full length of David's shaft. David  \ngrit his teeth, as he no longer could hold out against his own body's  \nurges. A low groan excepted him as he finally relaxed and gave into  \nhis volcanic orgasm.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When Hoss felt a sudden warmth deep within himself, he knew that  \nDavid had peaked, and a small squeak and some minor uncontrollable  \ngiggling from David confirmed this. Hoss stayed on top of David, until  \nthe smaller otter's maleness finally retracted into its warm protective  \nsheath. It was only then did Hoss roll over and laid next to his lover.  \n  \nHoss leaned in and whispered to David. \"I wanted to tell you  \nsomething a long time ago, but I was afraid to. Almost the way you were  \nafraid to commit to me, until tonight. So if you can overcome that fear  \nthen I guess I can too.\" Hoss took in a deep breath and spoke softly.  \n\"David, I love you.\"  \n  \nHoss watch as David's eyes welled up with tears. \"I have waited so  \nlong to hear those three little words from you, and now that you have said  \nthem. I want you to know it was worth the wait. I love you too.\"  \n  \nHoss looked deep into David's eyes, just before giving him another  \nkiss on the nose. \"You know what the best thing about this day is?\"  \nasked Hoss. David shook his head. \"Your birthday and our anniversary  \nare now on the same day. This will save me a lot in gifts!\" The smile  \non Hoss' face disappeared as David's eyes narrowed. \"What I meant to  \nsay was, now that makes this a real special day and I should go out of  \nmy way to prove it to you each year.\" David nodded his head and kissed  \nHoss on the nose.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Hoss suggest that they move out to the spa to finish up the night.  \nOnce in the water, Hoss ran his strong hands over David's back,  \nmassaging him into a quivering mass of fur. As David sat there becoming  \nmore enveloped by the relaxing feeling, he remembered that Hoss had not  \nhad a chance for his moment of ecstasy.  \n  \nDavid turned around and straddled his mate. He started rubbing his  \nposterior into Hoss' groin, and once Hoss' shaft was fully erect, David  \ntried to mount it. Hoss grabbed David's rear and lifted him up. Hoss  \nlooked up at his mate and said. \"I'm not through with you yet.\"  \n  \nThe larger otter then picked David up a bit more, bring his crotch  \nright up to his mouth. Hoss again started laving David's groin with his  \ntongue. The younger otter moaned as his cock slipped out of its sheath  \nand back into view, but only for a brief moment, because Hoss took it  \ninto his warm mouth and began to suck on the member ever-so softly.  \n  \nDavid's body twitched as he felt an electrical charge leap along  \nhis veins, as Hoss now vigorously worked on his shaft. David felt his  \nhot flow starting to move again, and his hips started an uncontrolled  \nmovement helping to slide his maleness in and out of Hoss' mouth.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Hoss surprised his mate by pushing a finger up into him from  \nbehind, the sensation was so overwhelming that it caused the little  \notter to thrust forward releasing his otter-seed into Hoss' mouth.  \n  \nHoss greedily consumed all that David could produce and would not  \nstop sucking until, David's cock again retracted into its sheath. David  \nslid back down the length of Hoss' body until he was again sitting on  \nhis lap. After trading kisses, David leaned in and whispered into Hoss'  \near. \"Please mount me, my love.\"  \n  \nHoss gently lifted David into place, and once he felt his maleness  \nat the entrance of David's rear, he released his mate and let him slip  \ndown, David gasping as he impaling himself onto Hoss' hot shaft. They  \nslipped off the small seat of the spa and sank to the bottom as one,  \nholding their watery embrace for quite sometime before returning to the  \nsurface for a quick breath of air.  \n  \nHoss backed his hips up all the way then reentered his mate in a  \nsearing liquid glide. Hoss thrust his hips forward moving him and his  \nmate clear to the other side of that spa. Once there he grabbed the  \nrailing and held on as he continued to thrust. A few minutes later Hoss  \ngrit his teeth and gave a few hardy pushes as he exploded into David,  \nfilling him with his warm flow.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Though tired, Hoss managed to make it back to the seat from where  \nthey started, still with David wrapped around him. As they stayed  \nlocked onto each other with hugs that seemed endless, David glanced at  \nhis right hand. There was the sterling silver ring that Hoss gave him  \none year after he had moved in.  \n  \nDavid let go of his mate and sat back a little, bringing his paws  \naround front. He reached down and started twisting the ring, and with a  \nlittle effort it came off. He handed it to Hoss and placed his left  \nhand out.  \n  \nHoss took David's hand and held the ring just at the tip of his  \nthird finger. He took in a deep breath, and said, \"I gave you this ring  \neleven years ago. I told you that in time, I hoped you would let me  \nmove it to your other hand, and that time has come. This ring has  \nalways represented my love for you. Continuous and never-ending.\" With  \nthat said Hoss slipped the ring onto David's finger.  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*End\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \n[Writer's note ss2 v 2.0 12.31.01]  \n  \nCopyright of David's Birthday belongs to David Germain.  \nNo copies may be made without David's permission.  \nSpecial thanks going to: David Wheeler for his input and assistance,  \nand to Andrew Pidcock, who had no idea I was going to use his name, or  \nhis character's name until after I had finished the story. Thanks again  \nAndrew for letting me keep your name in my story.  \nThe story of David's Birthday (c) David Germain Jan.  \n2000  \nLuis P. \"Loopy\" Look-Twice (c) Andrew Pidcock  \nAll other characters (c) David Germain  \nDavid Germain (c) Hoss  \nHoss (c) his player 2-24-00  \nIf you would like to see Loopy's artwork for yourself or if you have  \nany questions or inquiries about the story. Please contact me at  \n[[email\u0026nbsp;protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection)' NOTE: Flamers will be laughed at, then  \nignored.  \nNow for more legalese.  \nThis story produced, stored and printed either electronically, on  \npaper or both in the United States of America. All rights reserved. No  \npart of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval  \nsystem, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic,  \nmechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior  \nwritten permission of the writer. (That's me.) If permission is given  \nto copy this story, it is solely for the private reading of said  \nrequester, and may not be sold, or be used to gain profit in any form.  \nThis is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise stated, all characters  \nin this story are fictional, names for characters were drawn at random  \nor made up, as well as their fictional jobs. Any likeness to person's  \nreal or imagined, living or dead is purely coincidental. End of legal  \nstuff, for now.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n  \n\n"}