David' Dream
ss4 v-2
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WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS 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. IF YOU
DO, IT IS OF YOUR OWN ACCORD. WRITER EXCEPTS NO RESPONSIBILITY
FOR YOUR ACTIONS.
-- David G.
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(S.s.4 is a simi-prequel to the story David's Birthday)
David's Dream
It was the summer of David's fifteenth year. The air was
still as the noontime sun hung high in the sky. The quiet little
street was too quiet for David's taste as he sat on the curb in
front of his house feeling a bit melancholy as he gazed at the
empty house across the street. David's best friend Ty and his
family used to live there, but Ty's Dad received a promotion and
a transfer from his company, so just as summer began, Ty's family
moved, leaving David without anyone to play with.
David was recalling some of the fun moments he had playing
with his friend, when his thoughts were cast aside as a large
moving van pulled onto the street.
When the truck stopped in front of the empty house, David's
hopes rose. He wished with all his might that another kid his age
was moving in. His hopes rose further when he saw a car park in
the driveway, and an older female otter stepped out.
"Alright, a family of otters." David said quietly to
himself.
He knew they would like the house, if only for the oversized
swimming pool. Ty's family only swam on really hot days. For some
reason skunks did not like swimming that much, which drove David
nuts.
David's thoughts returned to the new family as another car
pulled up into the driveway. David gave out a heavy sigh as what
looked like the father and his son exited the car. The son looked
at least twenty if not a couple of years older.
David moved around to get a better look at the items that
were being removed from the truck. David hoped he would see
something, anything, which might indicate that there was a
younger otter living with the family. David's hopes that he would
see another his age were dwindling fast. Then as the movers piled
back into their truck and drove away, David's hopes drove away
with them.
Head bowed, hands in his pockets, David shuffled back to his
yard, as he wondered just what he would do now. He had just
reached his front door when this low rumble, reminiscent of a
distant thunderstorm, caught his ear. He slowly turned his head
as a magnificent looking muscle car made its presence quite well
known.
Ty's dad really liked car shows and he had taken Ty and David
to many of them. David had seen many nice looking cars, but this
one would have taken first prize easily. David watch as the car
door slowly opened and a boot, black as pitch emerged. David's
eyes were glued to the mysterious driver of the car as he stepped
out.
From nowhere a slight breeze arose picking up the driver's
long coat making it flow behind him like some mystical cape. The
Driver slowly reached up and removed his sunglasses, revealing
his piercing blue eyes.
'He's gorgeous,' David thought to himself, 'and he has such
beautiful markings.'
As his little world shifted into slow motion, he watched
every move the driver made, and hoped he was not just a friend of
the other otter.
David felt funny, as if he had butterflies in his stomach.
He had never felt this way before about any other fur, but this
male was different. This male meant something to him. Just what,
David was not sure, but he knew there was something about him.
Then it happened. The older female came out and spoke to the
driver of the car. "Hoss sweetie, come in and see your new room."
Before David had a chance to react, this squeak escaped from him.
It was even loud enough that Hoss glanced back toward him.
Mortified, David quickly waved and ran into his house.
The next morning David walked out with the intention of
crossing the street and getting a closer look at Hoss' car. As he
walked across his yard he noticed that the highly polished chrome
wheels accented by the wide low-profile tires, stood out
brilliantly against the deep blue color of the car, and the
tinted windows only added to the mystique of the total package.
David's heart skipped a beat when the car door suddenly
opened, and out stepped Hoss. He had a rag in one hand and some
cleaner in the other. David sat down on the curb and watched as
Hoss continued to clean the inside panel of the door.
As Hoss walked around the car, David watched the graceful
way he moved, and noted his unusual markings, like the cream
color spot surrounding his right eye, and the ring that ran
around his arm, and the tip of his tail. David was so totally
mesmerized by just how handsome Hoss was, that he failed to
notice that Hoss was now standing by the car staring back at him.
When reality set in, David slowly got up and tried to act
nonchalant, but that only lasted a second. When he turned to walk
away, he tripped on the edge of the curb and went straight down.
He waited to hear Hoss laugh at him, but nothing.
As he started to get up, he heard Hoss say. "Are you ok?"
David stood and waved his hand, still too embarrassed to
speak. Once in his bedroom, he found the only thing that was
bruised was his ego. Here was the fur of his dreams and all he
had managed to do was make a fool of himself in front of him.
It took a few days, but David came up with a plan to get
closer to Hoss without making it too obvious. First, he always
greeted Hoss' mom whenever he saw her. Once they were friendly,
he asked if he could do some yard work for her. His excuse was he
was trying to raise money for some new roller blades.
After the first month, Hoss' mom almost adopted David into
the family, and she told him everything about the two boys. David
really paid attention when Mona told stories that had Hoss in
them.
One day, David was following Mona around the house, as she
was dusting and telling one of her delightful stories. As Mona
talked, David stood in the doorway of Sam's room. The room looked
odd, most likely because Sam had most of his stuff with him at
college, which gave his room an unfinished look.
When Mona started dusting Hoss' room, David stayed right
next to her, so he could walk around his room and get a good look
at all of Hoss' belongings. There were a lot of traditional boy
things lying about, like kits for building model cars, trophies
for High School sports and some sports gear piled up in one
corner of his room.
Once Mona picked up some of Hoss' clothes that were on the
floor, one question that had crossed David's mind was answered;
Hoss wore white cotton briefs.
David also noticed that Hoss liked art. His room was dotted
with different pictures from various artists. And by his
computer, he had a list simply entitled "Artist's", and by each
name he had a letter grade. David glanced at the list and then at
the artwork. Hoss had works of art in his room from all the
artist's that received a grade of "B" plus or higher.
The more Mona talked, the more David wished they had moved
in sooner. He really liked Mona and Richard her husband. As for
the boys, Sam spent most of his time at college, and when he was
around for the weekends he tended to be nice to David.
Hoss however was a different story. Not that he was rude or
anything, it was David who had the problem. The little otter
found himself being timid and shy around Hoss, because he would
become aroused when Hoss was near by or if he stared too long at
him.
Once David's hormones settled down and he was able to talk to
Hoss without stammering, he then started his second plan. He
asked Hoss if he could help him wash his car. Again he used the
story of earning money for roller blades. At first Hoss was
reluctant, but after David flashed him some sad eyes, Hoss put
him in charge of the tires.
Hoss was amazed just how much effort the younger otter put
into his task, and Hoss was quite pleased with the results. As he
paid David he would always praise him for his good work and even
promised to take him for a ride "some day". David wanted to, but
never asked when that day would be. He did not want to lose any
ground he had gained with Hoss by pestering him too much.
One day as the two stood admiring their work, David made the
comment. "Pretty as a picture."
Hoss replied. "If you think that's pretty, one of these days
I'll show you some artwork that I found on the Internet."
David's keen eye noticed a spot on the rear tire, almost
infinitesimal, but he wanted see just what it was. He sat down to
get a closer look, and smiled as he picked off a small piece of
lint that was left behind by the cloth he used to rub down the
tire. Just before he stood back up, a car pulled up in front of
the house.
From his spot on the floor, David watched as a rat stepped
out and made his way to Hoss, who had moved and was now standing
just in front of him. David took a quick look a the rat, then he
started checking out the details. He wore a pair of boots not
unlike Hoss'. The rat's pants were worn tight, very tight. David
intended to look up higher, but his gaze fixed on the rat's
groin, and he found himself wishing that Hoss would wear his
pants that tight. When David was finally able to stop himself
from looking at the rat's package, he looked up only to find the
rat staring at him. David knew he was caught so he looked down in
embarrassment, and just listened to their conversation.
"Hey Terry, what's new?"
"Not much, but I see you got a new toy." the rat said
gesturing toward David.
"Ah, that's David. He's my neighbor. He does the yard work,
trying to raise money for something."
"Maybe a camera. Because a picture would last longer."
David cringed at the rat's remark. He totally knew he was caught
staring at his crotch. "And besides that kid, if you ask nicely
maybe I'll even pose for you." David only shifted his eyes for a
second glancing upwards to the rat.
Terry then turned his attention to Hoss. "Willie and James
are going to the diner a bit earlier then usual. So I told them I
would drop by and let you know. Anyway, I gotta get going. See ya
there." Terry was just about ready to leave when he yelled out.
"Hoss, and don't be afraid to bring along your new friend." Terry
then started laughing as he drove off.
Hoss mumbled to himself. "Bet ya think I won't. Huh, I'll
show you." Hoss abruptly turned around. David who was enjoying
his view of Hoss' rear was now staring at his crotch. Quickly
David looked up, just as Hoss looked down at him. "Go home and
get your mom's permission to go with me, and tell her you will be
home about eleven."
David didn't need to be asked twice. He was up and home in a
split second. Hoss went in only to grab his jacket and by the
time he walked back out, David was standing by his car.
When they walked into the diner, a raccoon in the corner
booth waved to Hoss. After sitting, Hoss introduced David to
Willie. Hoss and Willie talked about different things as David
sat there quietly. James and Terry soon showed up and after a
quick intro the four older boys talked about a myriad of thing
while waiting for the food to arrive.
David was in pup heaven. He felt like one of the big guys,
even though he was just sitting there for the most part. David
even put up with Terry slapping his shoulder every time he heard
something funny. As they ate, the guys made plans to do things
later that week. Nothing special, just to see a movie, play some
video games and to go miniature golfing. David waited anxiously
for someone to ask him to come along but it never happened.
However David was not too disappointed, he at least had this
night.
Willie and James made mention of the time, since they both
had the late shift, so they got up and left for work. The
waitress came over and gave the three remaining guys their bills.
David looked at his bill as he pulled out all the money he had.
The young otter started counting his money again, very
slowly this time hoping he might find some extra change that he
overlooked the first time. Terry leaned over, and in doing so he
placed his hand high up on David's thigh. Terry leaned in even
further, sliding his hand up even higher.
"Need a loan there kid?" Terry asked. "Or I could take care
of the whole bill for you, and you can make it up to me some
other way."
As Hoss was returning from the restroom, he noticed the odd
look on David's face and he could just make out where Terry's
hand was. Hoss headed straight to the table and asked. "What's
the problem?"
Terry sat back up and said, "Our new little friend may be a
bit short when it comes to his bill. I was just asking him if he
needed a loan."
Hoss reached over, and as he took the bill out of David's
hand, he looked at Terry and in a gruff tone he said. "It's
covered." He then looked at David. "Let's go." Halfway home Hoss
started talking again. "Terry is an ok guy, but you have to watch
yourself around him. He has only one real problem. He likes to
get in between a couple and break them up. Then when he gets what
he wants he dumps the other fur."
Hoss kept talking, but David had only fixed on the word
"Couple". Did Hoss consider them a couple? David wished the older
otter would elaborate more. 'Or did Hoss even realize what he
just said?' David thought to himself.
That night David had trouble getting to sleep. He kept
thinking how nice it would be if Hoss actually did think of them
as a couple. David finally slipped away to sleep with a smile on
his muzzle.
When the young otter came out of his house the next day,
Hoss called him over. He asked him if he wouldn't mind clean out
the leaves in the pool. David agreed and went to work. When
finished he walked toward the house, but stopped when he spotted
Hoss sitting in the hot tub. David couldn't pass up the
opportunity to at least see him half-naked, so he walked over to
get a better look.
"All finished." David said, as he looked into the tub.
Hoss slowly opened his eyes and responded. "Great, there's
nothing else right now, so you can either head home or join me in
the tub." Hoss closed his eyes again and let his head lay back.
David's eyes widened and his mouth hung open. A tiny squeak
emanated from him as he first tried to speak. He then swallowed
and said, "Me, tub, you?" Hoss reopened his eyes and with an odd
look on his face mouthed the word "What?" David cleared his
throat again and said," Your inviting me into the tub with you?"
"Only if you want too." Hoss calmly replied.
"I don't have my swim-trunks with me."
"Well neither do I," Hoss said, as he lifted himself
slightly, showing the side of his rump. "If you need yours you
better make it quick. I'll be getting out of here in about 10
minutes.
"No, I guess I don't need them. It'll be just us guys
anyway, isn't it?" Hoss chuckled and nodded his head. "I just
need to use the lavatory first." David added. Hoss pointed toward
the house and David walked in.
David didn't have to really do anything. He just felt a
little more comfortable getting undressed in there. He came out
carrying his clothes and wearing a towel around his slim frame.
He put his clothes in a safe place, before stepping into the tub.
He lifted the towel just enough so it would not get wet, but
he knew he would have to remove it completely to sit down. Still
a little self-conscious, being it was the first time he had been
naked in front of anyone since he was five, he turned slightly
while removing the towel showing more of his little bottom then
anything else.
'There, the hard part is over,' David thought to himself.
'All I have to do is relax.' Of course that was easier said then
done, as the thought of Hoss being naked and sitting only a few
feet away from him, aroused him so.
David used one hand to keep the tiny ripples of water
dancing so it would be hard to see below the surface, while
placing his other hand over his slowly emerging maleness, trying
to hide the subtle shade of pink that stood out against his white
fur.
David was startled when Hoss leaned forward and looked at
him and said. "You know what I want right now?" In quiet
response, David shook his head. "You," was all Hoss said. David
felt his heart skip a beat and his boyhood came to full
attention. Before he could do anything Hoss dipped beneath the
surface of the water. A second later David felt Hoss move his
hand, exposing his rod.
David looked down but could only see this massive figure
floating just an inch below the surface. He gasped as he felt
Hoss place his hands on his thighs. Slowly Hoss' hands caressed
their way up the little otter's inner thighs stopping just short
of his little furry balls. Then lightly they skimmed upward
charting a new course to the outside of his legs moving around to
his rump.
Some inner urge drove David to place his hands on Hoss'
head. Then with a little applied pressure, he pushed Hoss' head
down until his muzzle pressed up against David's waiting cock. As
soon as the two touched, Hoss' tongue darted out and gave the
pink shaft a quick lick. David felt as if lightning leaped along
his veins as again he gasped at the feeling.
When Hoss' head emerged from the water, David smiled at him
and before he knew it, he said. "More please." David shocked
himself at his own boldness, but to his surprise Hoss just smiled
and said. "As you wish."
David gripped the sides of the tub as Hoss lifted the young
otter up out of the water exposing him to the whole world. Hoss
placed his tongue on David's soft velvety ball sac, letting his
tongue linger for a brief moment before slowly sliding it up the
length of David's maleness. When he reach the tip, Hoss wasted no
time in engulfing David's rod to the hilt.
While sucking on David' rod, Hoss lifted the little otter's
tail. He then began to rub the base of it, right where it
connected to his body. David did not know how Hoss knew about
that spot and just what it did to him when rubbed. David was
enjoying the flood of pleasurable sensations his body was
experiencing. But they were swept aside for a moment when Hoss
took his middle finger, and stuck the tip of it up into David's
tail hole.
In an instance his body took in the new feeling and added it
to the rest of his previous sensations. David thrust his slim
hips forward, as his body could no longer take the pleasure
overload.
Again David thrust his hips forward as if controlled by some
unseen force. He opened his mouth to scream out, but not a sound
was uttered, merely a squeak broke the momentary silence. One
last thrust forward and he released his otter-seed into Hoss'
mouth, and Hoss eagerly swallowed the sweet boy juice that was
given him.
As Hoss continued to suck, he raised a hand and started
knocking on David's forehead. David could not figure out why Hoss
was doing that, but the knocking continued, and it soon reached
the point that it was becoming irritating. Then this voice rang
out "David". David knew that definitely was not Hoss' voice and
he started to panic. Was there someone watching him and calling
out his name? "David, time to get up."
The young otter's eyes opened slowly, and he blinked several
times to get his world into focus. He then realized he was in his
own bed. Then came a knock at his door. "David, this is the last
time I'm going to tell you. Now get up!" The sound of his mother
voice faded as she walked away.
His attention turned to the sheet that cover him. It rose
above his groin as his young shaft was still fully extended. He
slide his hand down to give himself his morning scratch. But just
as it slipped under the waistband of his white cotton briefs, he
felt his fur was thoroughly damp. He smiled to himself as he
thought, 'My very first wet dream.'
The next month went quite well for David, who was invited by
Hoss to tag along with him on four different occasions, and the
thing he liked the most was, whenever Terry was around; Hoss
always stayed close, never allowing Terry to be alone with him.
David always felt safe and secure with Hoss, and David felt a
love for him that he had never shared with anyone else.
On Saturday, after David finished the front yard he headed
to the backyard to see if it needed any cleaning. On his way back
there he heard some splashing, so he peeked around the corner to
see who was swimming. David spotted Hoss in the spa, and he
appeared to be chasing his own tail, which was a common game
played by young otters. Hoss would dive headfirst and roll over
three or four times before stopping.
David watched with a smile on his face knowing if he
confronted Hoss now, he would have to deny playing "Chase the
tail", because only young otters really played that game. Just
then David's thoughts changed dramatically as Hoss spun rather
close to the top of the water and he noticed Hoss was not wearing
a thing.
Three things happened all at once, David's breathing
increased, his pecker instantly rose out of its sheath, and his
right hand went into his pants to fondle himself. David couldn't
believe his good luck, as images of his wet dream danced in his
head. David couldn't take it; he looked around carefully scanning
to see if he could be spotted by anyone. When he was sure he was
alone, he loosened his belt, and undid the clasp that held his
pants together.
While peering around the corner hoping to catch a glimpse of
Hoss' naked body. David used his right hand to play with himself,
while using his left hand to keep his pants from completely
falling to the floor.
David kept his position knowing that at any second his wish
would come true. What he wasn't expecting was the hand that came
to rest on his left shoulder. The little otter just knew his
heart had stopped beating and any second now he would drop dead,
putting an end to what had to be the most embarrassing moment of
his young life, but no such luck.
So he closed his eyes and wished that whomever it was
standing behind him would disappear. Well, the only thing that
disappeared was his hard-on, as it slid back through his fingers
into its sheath. David wished he could follow his pecker's lead,
but he had no where to go.
Just then this familiar voice whispered into his ear.
"What's so interesting in my backyard that it has you all
excited?"
This large head then appeared over David's right shoulder
and peered around the corner. David, who had bowed his head in
embarrassment, lifted it only long enough to glance at the otter
standing next to him. To his surprise it was Hoss. The large
otter pulled back a little, and then he looked down at David's
right hand, which had never moved.
Chuckling Hoss said, "You know it works better when you're
actually holding onto something."
David's heart sank more as he realized just what Hoss meant
by that comment. David slowly pulled his pants into position and
buttoned them up.
Hoss then said. "Would you like me to introduce you to my
brother? I can tell you this much, he'll be flattered that you
care so much about him, but he has a girlfriend at college."
David just shook his head no. "Ok then, what would you like to
do?"
David opened his mouth and out came a squeak, quickly he
cleared his throat just before whispering. "I would like to go
home."
Hoss put his arm around David and led him to the gate. After
opening it, David made his exit, down the driveway, across the
street, up onto his yard and into his house, never once turning
around to see if Hoss was still watching him.
David spent the rest of the day sitting in his room
repeatedly calling himself stupid for what had happened, and
wondering how could he ever explain to Hoss what he was really
doing. After dinner David returned to his room, and sat on his
bed looking out the window, trying to think of anything else
other then what had happened.
He spotted Hoss coming out to wash his car, he stood up, but
then sat back down. Normally David would have run over to help,
but not right now. He kept thinking that Hoss must think he was
some kind of pervert.
Just as Hoss was ready to rinse off the soap from the car,
he looked toward David, who he could see sitting in his room, and
waved him over. David just sat there debating whether or not to
go. Hoss signaled him again, this time letting David know his
presence was not requested, but required, so David reluctantly
made his way across the street. Standing at the end of the
driveway, he waited for Hoss to speak. His wait was a short one.
"You're still working right?" David glanced at the tires.
"Well get started. You're the only other fur who I trust to do a
good job."
David worked hard, but his mind kept wandering. He was
waiting for Hoss to bring up the subject of him masturbating, but
Hoss said nothing. The pair finished their jobs at the same time,
and as they stood there admiring their work, Hoss' brother came
out and joined them. David turned around and looked at the two
standing next to each other. He could now easily tell that they
were brothers, discounting the distinctive marking around Hoss'
eye.
Sam looked at David and said "Hi". David felt himself
blushing almost to the point of exploding. He cleared his throat
trying to avoid his trademark squeak but to no avail. He squeaked
out the words "Hi ya." Hoss gave out a small chuckle at the sound
David made knowing what he must be going through.
Sam looked at Hoss and said, "You and squeaker sure do one
hell of a fine detail job. Maybe you two should go into
business." David smiled at the idea. "Anyway Bro, are you ready
to give me a ride back to school?" Hoss nodded his head. "Good,
and you might want to bring squeaker along to keep you company on
the ride home."
Hoss looked at David and said. "Go ask." Before the brothers
had a chance to lock up the house, David was back and standing
next to the car.
On the way home David and Hoss stopped off at the mall.
There was a leather goods store right next door to a sporting
goods store. So as Hoss looked at the leather jackets, he also
kept a watchful eye on David who stopped in front of the sports
store.
Even though David only worked to get close to Hoss, he had
made almost enough money that he really could buy a new pair of
roller blades. As he stood there, one of the workers in the store
walked over and put down a sign. It read "Today only. Twenty
percent off of Mallard skates." David reached into his pocket and
pulled out his money. He quickly counted it up and found himself
short by twenty-three dollars.
He gave out a sigh and turned to leave, but as he did, he
ran into Hoss who had quietly moved over and stood next to him.
David bounced back and Hoss chuckled at the sight. He then
noticed the sad look on the little otter's face.
"What's wrong squeaker?" David's eyes narrowed as he glared
back. By the look on the little otter's face, Hoss knew that
squeaker would not be an acceptable nickname. "Sorry. So David,
what's wrong?"
David pointed to the skates and then the sign. Sadly he
replied. "Today only, and I'm still short by twenty-three
dollars."
Hoss stared at the skates, and then his gaze fixed on the
leather jacket in the leather store, then back to the skates,
then to David. Hoss gave out a sigh as he took David by the arm
and led him into the store. A nice looking lemur approached them
and said. "May I assist you?"
"Yes." Hoss replied. "Do you have a set of Mallard skates
that would fit my little friend?"
Just as Hoss finished speaking, both he and the lemur heard
this squeak come from just to the side of them. They both looked
over and saw David standing there with his mouth agape. Realizing
everyone heard him squeak he raised his hands quickly to cover
his mouth.
Once the lemur headed off to get the skates, David pulled on
Hoss' arm and whispered into his ear. "Remember I don't have
enough money for them."
Hoss whispered back, I never got you anything for your
birthday. Consider my paying the balance of your skates as a late
birthday gift to you."
When it came time to purchase the skates, David laid out all
his money and Hoss set down his debt card and said, "Put the
balance on this."
As they walked past the store that had the leather jacket in
it, Hoss paused and under his breath he said, "Next time." The
large box that David was carrying helped echo the words Hoss
whispered to his little ears. He now knew why Hoss stopped off at
the mall, and he knew that Hoss gave up his purchase to help him
buy his skates. The skates now had taken on a whole new meaning
for him, and David knew that they were truly a gift.
Later that week when Hoss pulled up, he sat in his car and
watched David skate up and down his driveway, and the fact that
David was quite adept at it did not escape his attention. When
David realized he had an audience of one, he tried for one of his
most difficult moves. He wanted too really impress Hoss so he put
a little more into it.
The jump and spin looked quite impressive, the only problem
was, he landed with extra momentum, which sent him heading
straight for Hoss' car. Not wanting to run into it, David laid
down coming to an abrupt and hard stop, just a couple of feet
away from the front of the car.
Hoss jumped out and with deep concern evident in his voice
he said. "Are you all right sweetheart?"
Even though David had a cut on his arm, his attention was
totally focused on the fact that Hoss just called him
"sweetheart". Hoss gently raised David's arm and looked at the
wound. David saw Hoss' mouth moving, but all his mind heard was
the word 'sweetheart' being repeated over and over.
The next thing David knew Hoss was helping him up and
running his hands over his body checking for any other injuries.
When Hoss was sure he was fine, with the exception of his arm, he
reached down and grabbed the waistband of David's pants and
pulled. Hoss made his way up to his house with David in tow.
Once in the kitchen, Hoss cleaned off David's arm and
applied some medicine to the wound, which was not as bad as Hoss
first thought. All the while David never took his eyes off of the
older otter, and he kept thinking to himself 'He called me
sweetheart.'
Mona walked in just as Hoss finished patching up David's
arm. She asked what happened, and Hoss explained while putting
away the bandages and medication. Mona gave David's arm the once
over and then she leaned in and kissed it. Now running her hand
across David's face she said. "There now, that kiss will make it
all better." David thought that was nice of her, and he held his
arm up a little hoping Hoss would take his mom's lead.
"Oh sweetie," Mona said turning her attention to Hoss. "Your
father has an out of town meeting and won't be back until Sunday
afternoon. And Sam has a special test that he'll be taking on
Saturday. And your Aunt Lucy is feeling poorly and asked me to
come over. So what I am trying to say is that no one will be here
on Saturday, so we'll have to celebrate your birthday on Sunday.
I'll pick up your brother and father on my way back in, so please
be here by three Sunday afternoon. We can't very well have a
party without you.
David could see the disappointment in Hoss' face as he tried
to sound enthusiastic. "Sure, no problem." Then under his breath
David heard Hoss say. "Sure it's not like an important birthday,
I'm just turning eighteen."
Hoss checked David's arm one more time before escorting him
back out. He placed his hands on David's rear and gently pushed,
sending the young otter down the driveway. "Now watch those fancy
twirlers, okay?" David waved as he rolled away.
That night David had trouble sleeping. He kept thinking
about Hoss' birthday, and how he wished he had not used all his
money to buy the skates, but instead he wished he had remembered
his birthday so he could have spent his money on a gift for him.
David finally drifted off to sleep, a sleep filled with dreams.
The next morning David sat up and looked across the street
and smiled. The answer to his gift problem came to him in a
dream; all he had to do was make it come true.
After school David borrowed some money from his mom and
headed out to the video store. On his way back he spotted Mona
driving away for the weekend. The two otters waved to each other
as they passed. David smiled all the way home knowing his plan
was coming together. That evening when Hoss arrived home, David
ran across the street to talk to him.
"Hi Hoss, uh, do you think I could maybe come in and watch a
video with you? I have a video and I could make some popcorn, and
we could have a little fun kinda night maybe." David cocked his
head and gave Hoss a crooked little smile.
Though Hoss really didn't feel like having any company, he
thought to himself, 'It would be better then wallowing in self-
pity.' Hoss nodded his head and David ran back across the street
yelling, "I'll be right back with the popcorn and movies."
Just as Hoss finished dinner, David showed up with a big bag
of popcorn and the movies. Each of them had a bowl of popcorn on
their lap as they watched the first movie, which was a comedy.
Hoss who normally held back his emotions allowed himself to laugh
out-loud at some of the funnier parts.
Just after eight David put in the next video, which was a
monster movie. It had the boys sitting on the edge of the couch.
Right after the monster made its first appearance, Hoss noticed
that David was no longer sitting at the other end of the couch.
He had moved to the center seat. Right after the monster showed
up again, Hoss noticed David was now sitting right next to him.
Hoss thought he would have a little fun with the young
otter, so when he returned with some drinks, he turned off the
lights before sitting down again. When the monster jumped out of
the darkness to attack its next victim, Hoss felt David push his
body up against his.
When the monster attacked again, Hoss felt David press and
hold his body up against his. Hoss knew he was being used as sort
of a security blanket, which made him feel bad for turning off
the lights.
The last video of the night was also a scary movie, so Hoss
offered to turn on the light, but David insisted they remain off.
David had been pressed up against Hoss' arm for so long; Hoss was
starting to lose feeling in it, so he pulled his trapped arm
loose. David quickly filled the void with his body as Hoss gently
laid his arm across David's shoulders.
David glanced at the hand now hanging over his shoulder, and
just the sight of it made him feel more secure. But David still
was not pleased at just how that monster kept popping up. So
David took to looking down if he thought the monster was about to
strike, but this time his timing was off. He looked up just as
the monster jumped out of its hiding spot, and the first thing
David did was give out a large squeak. He then grabbed Hoss' hand
and pulled it around himself.
Hoss whispered, "Should we stop the movie?"
David turned slightly and mustering up all his courage he
said, "No need, I think it's kinda funny." David used that
opportunity to try and shift his body even closer.
If anyone had seen those two at that moment, they would have
thought they were Siamese-twins joined at their sides.
Hoss chuckled and went back to watching the movie. When the
popcorn was all gone, Hoss moved the bowls out of the way, which
now allowed David to use his right hand to grip Hoss' pant leg.
This didn't bother Hoss until the monster showed up. David would
push and pull on Hoss' pant leg each time he was startled. Hoss
thought to himself, 'If this keeps up, he is going to rub off all
of my leg fur.'
Luckily for Hoss the movie soon ended, he then had to use
both hands to pry David away from him. Hoss glanced at the clock
and blurted out, "Oh crud, your parents are going to kill me.
It's after midnight, I gotta get you home."
David looked down, not wanting to see the look of anger on
Hoss' face when he said. "Not to worry. I said you really didn't
want to be alone on your birthday, so I kinda told them that you
asked if I could spend the night."
The young otter sat very still waiting for Hoss to explode.
What he did not expect was Hoss' next move. He gave David's hand
a little squeeze and then he kissed him on his head. David's body
shivered as Hoss' muzzle brushed across his ear just before he
heard Hoss say, "Thank you."
Hoss got up and escorted the younger otter to his brother's
room. "You can sleep here tonight. The monitor works, so if you
want to stay up and watch something you can, but I'm heading for
bed. See you in the morning." Hoss turned and walked down the
hall to the next room and disappeared.
Hoss just settled in when he heard a knock at the door.
"It's open, come on in." The silhouette of David's body in the
doorway was the first thing Hoss saw as he opened his eyes.
"Something wrong?"
"No, I just wanted to give you your birthday gift."
"Now?" Hoss asked.
"Yes." David replied, making his way over to Hoss' bed.
Casually looking around Hoss saw that David's hands were
empty. "OK. So where's my gift?"
David hesitated then said, "Me. I'm your gift. I mean I want
to be your gift, please do with me what you want."
Slightly confused Hoss said, "I'm not sure I know what
you're talking about."
"I wanted to get you something special for your eighteenth
birthday, but I spent all my money on the skates before I
remembered your birthday. So last night I had a dream and in it I
gave myself to you for a gift. But now that I'm here doing it, it
just doesn't sound as good as it was in my dream."
"Tell you what sweetheart. Why don't you show me just what
you did in your dream. Maybe then all this will make some sense."
David took in a deep breath just before removing his briefs.
Hoss laid there somewhat shocked, as he now knew just what David
meant. David then pulled back the sheet that covered Hoss. Now it
was David's turn to be surprised as he found out that Hoss slept
in the nude. Regaining his composure, he slowly reached over and
took Hoss' hand.
David pulled and Hoss sat up so he was kneeling on his bed
looking at the little otter. David placed his hands on Hoss'
shoulders and gently pushed back, and before Hoss could lose his
balance, he put his hands back against the bed.
David then took three steps. The first one got him up onto
the bed. He then placed one foot on Hoss' legs. He then lifted
his other leg, placing his shin on Hoss' chest; David literally
climbed Hoss' body. He then took one hand and placed it under
Hoss' muzzle and tilted his head back. David then placed a kiss
on Hoss' chin.
David slowly made his descent, kissing different parts of
the larger otter's body on his way down. The last kiss was on
Hoss' stomach just below his bellybutton. David then leaned Hoss
over so he wound up lying back down on his bed. He then crawled
in and laid on his side next to Hoss, resting his arm across
Hoss' chiseled chest.
This moment had crossed Hoss' mind, but he thought it would
not come around for another year or two. Softy Hoss said, "David,
do you know what you're doing and what could become of this?"
"Yes," David softly replied. "Unless you don't want me."
"Oh Squeaker, I don't believe there is anything on this
planet I would love having more then you."
"How about your car?" David giggled.
"Don't even go there." Hoss replied.
David laughed and curled up tightly against Hoss giving him
a big hug. Hoss laid there enjoying the warmth of David's body
pressed up against his. After receiving a small kiss on the top
of his head, David slowly looked up, gazing deeply into Hoss'
eyes, and the passion that boiled in him made his heart beat
wildly. It seemed like hours as David stared into Hoss' eyes
before he got up the courage to lean in giving him a kiss on the
mouth. A kiss that marked a change in both of their lives.
As their hands caressed each other's body, Hoss slowly
opened his mouth, and with David following his lead. Their
tongues met half way, poking and prodding each other.
Hoss tried to maintain some control, but his growing desire
for the little otter was overwhelming. Uncontrollable passion
flared through him, as he began to kiss David hungrily, savagely
and David returned Hoss' kiss with equal fervor. As if that was
not enough, Hoss could feel David's hard arousal pressing against
his belly, driving him into a frenzy, setting his body on fire.
David finally moved his mouth to the hollow of Hoss' neck
where he gave the larger otter a few more kisses, before moving
his head lower. He slowly blazed a trail with his tongue as he
moved his head closer to Hoss' sensitive area.
Once there, David did something he wanted to do almost since
he first laid eyes on Hoss. He gently reached out and took hold
of Hoss' maleness. Hoss shivered at the feel of David's warm hand
grasping his hardness. He gently moaned as David began tenderly
stroking him, and softly smiled as that simple act released such
emotions within him.
Then without warning David made his next move. Even he was
surprised at his bold act, and that was to engulf Hoss' member
and begin sucking on it. Hoss only cringed twice as flesh met
teeth; other then that David made the larger otter moan with
pleasure. Hoss felt that even before he could fully enjoy this
moment it was about to end. He gave out a breathless warning to
David that he was about ready to peak. David gave the warning a
quick thought before casting it aside. He wanted to satisfy Hoss,
to bring him pleasure and to make this moment count.
David felt Hoss' body tensing up beneath him, he then heard
Hoss' breathing come to a stop as Hoss grasped at his body. Hoss
could no longer hold back and he released his inner flow into
David's waiting mouth. David felt the hot fluid splash against
the back of his throat, and with each hard throb of Hoss
maleness, another dose of otter-seed was delivered into his
mouth. David eagerly swallowed the salty solution as fast as Hoss
produced it. Then almost as fast as it had begun it was over.
Hoss' body began to relax and he started breathing once more.
Hoss couldn't help but lay still, being totally spent from
his pleasurable experience. As his mind began to clear and his
breathing returned to normal, he tried to focus his eyes on the
blurry image that hovered over him. After blinking a few times,
he recognized David's smiling face.
"Was it good?" David inquired.
Hoss breathlessly replied. "It was great!"
David smiled and cuddled up next to Hoss who wrapped his
arms around David's slim frame. The little otter was so relieved,
so pleased and felt so safe in Hoss' arms that it only took a
minute for him to drift off to sleep.
The next morning when David awoke, he looked over and saw
Hoss sitting at his computer. Hoss turned around and saw David
warmly smiling at him. He smiled back and waved him over.
"Here look at this." Hoss said as David approached. "I like
to visit this site because some talented artists post their work
here. Take this wolf here. Her name is Ginger, and she does some
very fine work."
David looked on in amazement as Hoss talked about Ginger's
technique, using words like, Splendid, Masterful, Exquisite, and
Lifelike. David was impressed with the Wolf's work, and with each
new piece of artwork revealed, he knew why Hoss liked viewing her
artwork as well.
After breakfast, the two otters spent the afternoon down at
the beach. At one point David had a small crowd watching him
perform some fancy skating moves.
As Hoss mingled with the crowd he heard some comments about
David's natural talent for skating, but the comments that caught
Hoss' attention most were the ones about just how good looking
David was. Hoss found himself swelling with pride, knowing that
the little otter he had grown quite fond of, was one of the
hottest furs on the beach.
At the end of David's little show, he skated over to Hoss,
and throwing his arms around him and again thanked him again for
helping him get the skates.
Before heading home the pair rented some more videos, and as
before, David picked out some scary ones. That evening went like
the one before, except David started out by sitting closer to
Hoss, and after the movies, Hoss peeled David off of him.
Still with a nervous twinge in his voice David spoke up. "I
wish these movies were really scary. I haven't seen a decent
scary movie since I was a little pup."
Hoss nodded his head in agreement as he rubbed his arm
trying to regain the circulation that David had cut off with his
grip.
Hoss leaned over and kissed David on the head. "You can stay
up if you like, sweetheart. As for me, it's bedtime."
Just as the night before, Hoss heard soft tapping on his
door. "Come in David." The door opened, and the little otter
being more confident in himself, moved quickly over to Hoss' bed.
"Now what may I do for you?" Hoss asked.
"I'm here to give you the rest of your birthday gift." David
answered.
"You're like the gift that keeps on giving. Aren't you."
Hoss chuckled.
"And I will, as long as you let me." David giggled.
David pulled Hoss' sheet back and crawled into bed with
him. Before Hoss had a chance to move over, David threw one leg
over him so he could sit on him. David leaned forward and the two
shared a long loving kiss. Hoss couldn't resist letting his hands
slid down until they came to rest on David's rear. In the passion
of their kiss David rolled his hips down, while Hoss rolled his
hips up, as the two ground their genitals together.
Hoss reached over and placed his thumb right where David's
tail connected with his body. He gently started to rub, sending a
shiver of delight shooting through David's body, causing him to moan.
By the time their kiss ended, both otters were fully erect.
David stroked one side of Hoss' face as he gave him a kiss
on the cheek. David then whispered into Hoss' ear. "Mount me."
Hoss froze, not quite sure of what he just heard. Softly
Hoss whispered. "Did you just say---"
"Mount me." David spoke up finishing Hoss' sentence.
Trying to speak calmly Hoss said. "Last night was one thing.
But do you really, and I mean really know what you are asking
for?"
David propped himself up and looked Hoss square in the eyes.
"I want to give myself to you. Last night was only the beginning.
Tonight I want us to go all the way."
Hoss rolled onto his side, taking David with him. "Tell you
what. You think about what you're asking, while I go to the
bathroom, and we'll have a serious talk when I get back. Ok?"
David nodded his head and Hoss stepped into the bathroom.
When Hoss reentered his bedroom, he saw David lying on the bed,
as if it was so natural that he would be joining him. He walked
around and sat on the edge of his bed. Hoss was not sure just how
to start the conversation, but David had no problem in getting
that started.
David moved over so he could press his body up against Hoss'
back, while resting his muzzle on Hoss' shoulder. David softly
asked. "Did I say something wrong?"
"Oh no. It's just, how should I put this? What you're asking
for requires a major decision, not like last night, it's not just
something you do. This has to be something you want. Because
you'll have to live with the consequences. Are you ready to take
full responsibility for something you want?"
"Thank you for your concern, and yes this is something I
want. Though giving myself to you for a birthday gift was a
recent decision, I have wanted to do this with you for quite
sometime now. So you see I did not just jump to the decision to
have you mount me. And I hope you feel the same way I do."
Hoss reached up and held David's head in place as he turned
his head and placed a kiss on the side of the smaller otter's
muzzle. "Actually I do. I just planned on giving you more time."
David moved around and pushed Hoss back onto the bed. David
laid next to him running his hand over Hoss' body. David gave
Hoss a quick kiss on the mouth, as his hand came to rest on Hoss'
maleness. As David started to roll on top of Hoss he said, "I'm
ready, and it feels like you are too."
Hoss grabbed David's shoulders and held him. They gazed
deeply into each other's eyes for a minute, then he softly said.
"Squeaker," David's eyes narrowed. "I mean David, I want you to
know that I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you.
But you should know, what we are about to do may cause you some
pain. I want you to know that I will do all that I can to
minimize the discomfort." Hoss gave out a small sigh. "I just
wish there were a way for this experience to be completely
painless. So this is your last chance to change your mind. Now
what do you say?"
David buried his face into the nape of Hoss' neck, his warm
breath penetrated Hoss' fur and skin, sending its warmth deep
into him. Then as soft as a summer's breeze, David said. "I trust
you."
Hoss reached over and opened the draw on the nightstand next
to his bed and pulled out a tube of personal lubricant. David
finished rolling onto Hoss, and as the two kissed Hoss applied a
generous amount of gel to his maleness. Then he place a large
amount on his fingers, which he moved up and rubbed over David's
tail hole, causing him to shiver as the cool lube covered the
tight opening.
When Hoss was ready he lifted lining up his rod to David's
hole. "I want you to take your time. Only go as fast as you feel
comfortable with, okay?" David nodded his head and began to lower
himself. As per Hoss' instruction David breathed in deep and
tried to relax as much as possible. Once he had the head of Hoss'
shaft inside him, he stopped. Hoss thought David may have develop
second thoughts. So he whispered "If you want to stop, do so.
There will be no complaints, and nothing between us will change."
David smiled, then continued to lower himself.
Hoss knew David was moving slow to help minimize pain, but
the little otter was so hot and tight that it was driving him
wild. It seemed like hours before the two finally became one,
which pleased Hoss, for he was now able to regain some control of
his senses, which had been stretched to their limits.
As the heavy breathing subsided between the two of them,
smiles appeared across their faces. David started to lift
himself, but Hoss placed his hands on David's thighs holding him
down. "No need to rush." Hoss spoke in a calm reassuring voice.
"Relax a minute."
To help pass the time Hoss ran his hands over to David's
crotch, once there he used one hand to fondle David's lightly
furred sac, while his other hand took hold of David's erect cock.
Hoss let his hand drifted up and down the length of David's
throbbing shaft.
David then started slowly raising himself, and it was not
long before he was traveling the full length of Hoss maleness,
while Hoss kept working David's cock in time with his own
movements.
David showed no signs of slowing as he raised and lowered
himself, which kept an ever-increasing pressure in Hoss building.
As Hoss drew close to his orgasm he started to thrust his hips
upward in time with David' rhythm.
Hoss' muscles tensed up as he tried to hold back his orgasm,
but with no success. He held his breath and thrust up deep into
David's body, in a volcanic eruption he released his liquid heat
deep within the younger otter's body.
During his climax, Hoss' hand feverishly traveled faster and
faster, causing David to have an orgasm of his own. A thick white
stream of otter-seed shot out landing on Hoss' chest, and with
each pull of Hoss' hand, another stream of white fluid ended up
on the larger otter's stomach.
At the peak of his orgasm, David opened his mouth to cry out
in pleasure, but the only sound to escape his lips, was his
trademark squeak. Hoss then ran his thumb over the sensitive head
of David's maleness, causing the little otter to giggle
uncontrollably.
When their orgasms finally subsided. David cried out "Oh
Hoss."
Hoss' response was to reach up and shake David's shoulder as
he replied. "David, David, David!" David opened his eyes and saw
the larger otter leaning over him. "Sweetheart, if you don't get
up, you'll be late for work."
David watched as Hoss turned around and walked out of the
room. Confused David looked around and then realized this had all
been a dream of when Hoss and him first met. David also noticed
that after that nice dream of his, he needed to take a shower and
clean off his fur.
***End***
Copyright of David' Dream 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 Jessica
Willard, who had no idea I was going to use her name, or her
character's name until after I had finished the story. Thanks
again Jessica for letting me keep your name in my story.
The story of David's Dream (c) David Germain Mar. 2000
Ginger (c) Jessica Willard
All other characters (c) David Germain
David Germain (c) Hoss
Hoss (c) his player 2-24-00
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