Friendly Romp - Part 1
I've decided to get back into the writing game after 5 or so months without having had any time to do so until now. Not even enough time to practice. So here I go, a short story (probably really short, I don't have Word anymore so I can't tell how long it is) that will be divided in two or three parts.
Yes this contains scenes of footpaw fetish, if you are agaisnt that in any way, then do not read. It will also contain (probably not for sure) semi-incest.
Feedback, both positive and negative (don't just say: It's stupid!) elaborate it is highly welcomed.... and a heads up sorry, I am really rusty. This is ... pretty much practice guys so... enjoy!
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Ringing loudly, the alarm blared its usual morning noises. With a grunt and a snarl, the wolf hybrid, who had been snuggly wrapped in his blankets, jerked his paw away from his side, slapping his padded fingers against the snooze button.
The alarm clock's red glowing digits indicated 8:15 A.M and the canine knew it, but he decided best too just ignore it for another five or ten minutes. After all, he had finished highschool last year and still had not found what he wanted to do in college, so the young adult furry stayed home most of the time, not really needing to get up early. He worked on his stories, comics and drawings, or he would go out to chill with some friends. Most of the times, when James would stay home to do nothing, he would spend time with his roomate Leon.
He did get a job a few days ago, working every thursday and friday from 10 A.M until 7:30 P.M as a waiter in a nice five star restaurant nearby his place. The canine might not have made much, only working two days a week, but that, combined with the money he made from his arts, was enough to pay his part of the rent and a bit of his food, as well as his roomate's. The other half of the rent was being paid by the other young furry who lived with him, another guy fresh out of highschool who, contrary to James, knew what he wanted to do in college. Both men knew each other since childhood, and were best of friends for almost 18 years (only being two months apart).
Leon, a 17 year old marine otter, was studying to become a medic in the military. His parents had allowed him to serve, after many heated discussions about the subject between him and them. The otter's father was an ex-marine, which helped him out greatly as to learning the basics of military life.
So far, Leon excelled in everything at school, surprising most of his teachers. James on the other hand, pondered the idea of maybe going too college to get something in literature or arts, even though school seemed to be like a confusing thing too him. He deemed it best too just wait it out until he got a clear idea, instead of spending his hard earned cash on studies that might not do much but give him a diploma stating he is capable of writing a two hundred page book, which he already can do perfectly.
Working as a bus boy in the same restaurant as his roomate, Leon worked every Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. He did make less then his roomate but together, they were able to pay off the rent, electricity bills, cable bills and pretty much everything else that needed to be paid for. Food was never amiss in the four and a half appartment, neither were the basic essentials of life.
They owned one car, an old 1992 Honda -or was it a Hyundai?-, which still worked great in 2014. Leon used it far more often then James did, and both boy's concluded that they would each pay for their own gas, with the option to sometimes ask the other to do it, in return that they would pay one another back.
Today was a normal, sunny saturday morning, somewhat like all the other saturday's in summer time. The peppy young otter decided to take his saturday off after considering that one day without work this month would not hurt them financially.
Across the wolf hybrid's room was Leon's own room. It was a tad bit bigger then his roomate's, but not enough for the difference too actually be visible. Each room had a twin bed, a desk with a chair, a night-table as well as a small wardrobe.
Leon had decided to paint his room navy blue and, with the help of his friend as well as roomate, painted different designs such as boats, huge tidal waves, birds and other things on the walls, wanting to get a ''out on the sea'' feel. On the cieling, they painted a very lovely coral reef design.
As for James, he on the contrary painted his room light brown on the lower half of the wall and a light beige on the upper half of his wall. It gave his room a nice, serene feel too it, which was exactly what the canid had been going after when setting up his bedroom, wanting to be able to come in this small secluded place and feel relaxed and apt to work on his projects, even though the place really did need a clean up.
Shifting in his bed, Leon yawned widely and closed his alarm before it rang, only three minutes left before it too blared its own very annoying sounds.
''They should make alarm clocks a lot less annoying then that...but still just as effective... I think I lost count of how many I've broken after 42,'' thought Leon to himself as he sat up in his bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
By the lack of noises around the house, as well as the lack of the delicious smell of coffee, the 17 year old guessed that James must have decided to sleep in today. Tiredly, Leon pulled himself out of bed and stared at the mirror across from him as it reflected his own reflection, showing off a lithe body that stood at five foot four, strengthened by the military's workouts.
Leon could not help but blush a tad, realising -or more like remembering-, that he had gone to bed naked yesterday. They might have been able to pay essentials and a few other things, but A/C was not one of them. They owned multiple fans, which they plugged everywhere in the house that would usually get too warm during the day, or the night. Though that was not enough, and both men ended up sleeping nude as well as walking around the house in the nude, unless someone came over to visit them.
After another wide yawn, followed by morning's first delightful strecth -spine popping delightfully back into place-, Leon padded out of his bedroom and into the kitchen. He stopped by the sink after taking the kettle, pouring some water in it and setting it atop the stove. As he waited for it to boil, he padded into the bathroom, relieving his bladder and washing his paws carefully.
Taking the kettle off the stove just before it gave off its high pitched whistle, Leon poured the warm water in two cups, added the instant coffee mix too both and stirred. He drank his dark, but James liked to add some vanilla soy milk to his.
Leon prepared the coffees, purposely going to his roomates room to open his door, allowing the smell to arouse the wolf out of his sleep. Instead, the otter squeaked loudly when he opened the door, catching his friend pawing off his morning wood, a different smell, that of arousal, hitting his less sensitive then a canine's nose.
James blinked a couple of times, his paw still wrapped around his throbbing canine dick, pre leaking down his length, as his door swung open. His roomate stood there, surprised and clearly unsure about what to do.
The wolf grinned, rubbed himself a little bit more and removed his paw, using it to pat his bed in an inviting manner, only adding some blushing to the surprised man who, in the end, took his friend's invitation, sitting down on the canine's bed and desperately trying to ignore the raging boner that stood a few inches away from him.
Leon was still aware of his own nakedness and knew that his own cock tip must have been showing. The wolf's strong, arousing scent filling his nostrils was only adding to his own state of arousal.
''Well morning to you too Leon,'' chuckled the hybrid, acting as if nothing happened. His curly tail, a trait he held from his husky side, swishing side to side happily as his ears stood erect.
''M-Morning James, I m-made some coffee. Came t-to open your door t-to allow the scent to rouse you from your s-sleep b-but I kinda f-found something else it seems,'' stammered the otter in response as he blushed deeply. His small ears did their best to lay flat against his head, his thick tail curving around his body's midsection, hiding his swollen sheath.
Sniffing the air, James licked his lips and wagged his tail, a big smile creeping onto his muzzle as the scent of coffee assaulted his much more sensitive snout. There was another smell, that of arousal, which assaulted his nose too, giving the canid a small grin when he realised that it was not his.
''Mm that's good! Thanks!'' barked James happily as he slipped out of his bed. He still wore a raging hard on when he padded out of his bedroom, his destination set to the kitchen where coffee waited for him, making his tail wag happily, only making it even more obvious that he was happy.
Left alone in the bedroom, Leon bit his lip and removed his tail from around his midsection, revealing a few inches of his otterhood that had slipped free of his swollen sheath. The otter flicked the tip of his tail, rolled his eyes and shrugged off his state of arousal as he also slipped out of the wolf's bed.
Being a tad bit OCD, Leon stopped at the door, turned around and fixed the bedsheets to make them look less of a...tangled up ball.
Joining his roomate in the kitchen, the marine otter fur took his own cup of coffee, bringing it to his lips and taking a small test gulp. It was still very warm, but at least it had time to cool down to the point where the otter could sip at it without burning himself.
With a small chirp, Leon took another sip at the warm beverage, half closing his eyes and leaning against the counter, his front showing to whoever would look at it, something James grinned at when he had thought about it.
James had taken his cup and sat down on one of the chairs around their small three person table. His legs were crossed in an effeminate manner and his eyes lazily stared over his best friend's body. They moved from the otter's head down to his feetpaws, a grin appearing on the wolf hybrid's face each time his purple eyes would look at Leon's sheath or his hindpaws. Luckily for the hybrid canine, his friend was slightly aroused, allowing him to give a grin at another thing, the few inches of ottercock visible.
''So is your coffee okay?'' asked Leon, kind of breaking the ice.
''It's more then okay, it's perfect!'' James barked again, happily sipping at his vanilla soy milk coffee, tail wagging just as happily as he was.
''That's good then,'' giggled the otter. Leon had not yet realised that his childhood friend was staring over his body, but deep down, the 17 year old really did not care if James came to do so.
Both were confident of their sexuality, as well as being proud of it. Leon was the first to come out as gay, even though it dug a crater sized trench between him and his parents for the first few months. He had told his parents when he was 14 years old, and by the time he reached 16, they had finally come to terms with it and accepted it one hundred percent.
As for James, he came out to his own parents at 15 but was not as lucky as his friend. His parents thought he was sick, that somebody -probably a friend, or somebody at school, a teacher- might have gotten the idea stuck into his head.
They had wanted him to see a shrink, but the canid hybrid had shook his head vigorously, snarled at his parents and did his best to get his point proven, which had gotten him dishonoured by his parents.
His father kicked him out a few months later, leaving his only son with nothing but the clothes on his back -which, unluckily for the teenager- consisted of his necklace and a pair of sweat pants; no boxers, no shirt. He did give the 15 year old wolf's laptop back... after he had run over it with his car... multiple times.
James was never one to be easily angered though, so he simply shrugged it off and left, knowing that eventually he could buy another one. His pictures, music and folders were not lost, as he kept them on a USB key that, ironically, on the day this happened, was clipped on his necklace. His parents never saw him again, nor did they ever hear about him since.
''So what are you doing today Leon?'' asked James before taking another, slightly longer, sip at his coffee. His ears had swivelled forward a little bit, his eyes half closed so as to make it harder for the otter to notice where the wolf was staring at and his tail lazily laying across his lap. ''I mean, you're not working today no?''
''Nope, took the day off,'' chirped the otter as he set down his coffee on the counter, pretty much done with it. ''Not sure though what I'm going to do, might clean up around the place, do some groceries, stuff like that.''
''Okay... sounds like fun, considering you took a day off of work to... not work, you silly otter,'' giggled the hybrid canine. James put down his own cup of coffee, uncrossed his legs and gave a soft smile that could easily have been taken as a grin. ''Well thanks for the coffee, though now this wolfy needs to go take a nice shower...''
''And finish up on earlier's pawing session,'' snickered Leon, cutting James sentence short.
Blushing bright red, a tad bit apparent on the wolf's face, James opened his mouth as if he was about to speak, then closed it, opened it again and just ended up closing it. The male was not sure what to reply to that statement.
''Mind if I join you in the shower?'' added the 17 year old, grinning a bit.
''S-Sure, been a while since you joined me,'' James replied with a smile.
''Oh so two months is a while for you?'' giggled the peppy otter as he padded to a basket, beside the pantry, which had clean towels in them. Leon bent over, purposely moving his tail to the side to let his tailhole in view.
Licking his lips and feeling his sheath swell again, just as his soft member was about to retreat completely into his sheath, James growled softly as he watched his best friend bend over, his tight pucker just out of reach of the pent up wolf who's cock hardened a little bit.
''Tease,'' he growled as he got up and playfully slapped Leon's left buttcheek. The wolf turned around and walked into the bathroom, toe claws clicketing against the linoleum flooring.
Leon squeeked in surprised and before he could do anything, James had already left for the bathroom. Doing the same, the otter padded inside, not bothering to close the door as he folded the towels and placed them one atop the other. He put down the toilet lid, placed the towels on it and bent over again, tailhole in view once more as the 17 year old fur arranged the water.
With a devilish grin, James moved up behind his buddy and pressed his tip against Leon's exposed pucker. It made the hybrid wolf shiver and groan, his tail twitching slightly in excitement.
As for Leon, who had not been expecting that at all, he squeeked the loudest squeek that any of the two males ever heard the otter make, the canid's ears swiveling backwards from the sound out of instinct.
''Why you, what are you up to wolfy?'' chirped Leon, pressing back just a little bit, yet enough to allow the tip of the wolf's speared dick to enter his tight anal passage. The otter's chirp was instead replaced by a very soft gasp, followed closely by a moan from both boy's.
''Mm up until now, not much. When was the last time we had sex Leo?'' asked the wolf as he pushed forward a little bit, slipping in more then his tip into the otter's tight tailhole, but not anything more then a few inches.
''Oh,'' muttered Leo as a shiver ran down his spine. His toes splayed, his tail flicked and his moans become a little louder. ''Mm maybe a few months I guess,'' he said, once he got control of his speech again. ''Now how's about you pull out, it does hurt a bit, seeing how we kinda went without any lube there.''
Giggling to himself, James nodded before slowly pulling his cock out of Leo's pucker, the wolfhood twitching and leaking some pre down its length. Leon had turned around by then, and watched the small drop of pre slide down the canine's crimson red shaft.
He got down onto his knees, a small chirp slipping free before he pressed his snout against the fully erect wolfhood's base. The otter took a few sniffs, groaning loudly at the musky scent that travelled up his sinuses.
Trembling a tad, James watched with half closed eyes as his cock was slowly being serviced by the cutest otter he had ever met in his life. Surprisingly, the wolf-husky fur was not the really dominant of the ''couple''. He was a versatile, though he prefered being the bottom seven or eight times out of ten.
Though right now, top or bottom, James did not give a damn, all he cared about was for Leon to please himself just as much as he would please him.
A grin spread across the otter's muzzle, sitting down on his rump, face leveled with the other man's dangling balls. Leo always had a small thing for balls, loving how they felt against his padded paw, or against his lips or tongue.
Right now, the almost adult fur really wanted to lick them, and so he did. His tongue snaked out from between his lips, lapping at the soft fur of the wolf-husky's left nut, making the owner of the jewels groan quite loudly.
Leon felt a pair of paws on his head, rubbing gently, and he pressed his nose against the furry orbs, groaning as he took plenty of sniffs, the other man's scent arousing the otter further, his own dick painfully erect by now. It stood at a decent 6.5 inches, pre leaking down his shaft and coating the short fur around the base of his cock.
Biting his lip, James looked down and watched as Leo pressed his snout against his musky ballsac. The wolf was so tempted to just moan, loving the attention that his otter friend would give to his balls.
That's when James remembered that today, he felt like being bold and try... new things. He would wait patiently though, for them to both shower first, loving it when a man was clean.
Rubbing his paws along the otter's head and still biting his lip, the hybrid fur watched as his manhood twitched and leaked some more pre, blushing deeply as the droplets fell onto the other boy's face, between his eyes.
Having to hold back a giggle when the droplets of pre fell onto his face, Leon moved his nose away, groaning, before taking the balls in his maw and suckling them gently and very lovingly, eliciting a small moan from himself, and a very big groan from the wolf who owned the pair of orbs being serviced.
''H-Hey hows about we jump in the shower,'' mewled James, pushing his friend's head away from his crotch very gently.
''Sure hun,'' smirked the otter as he got up, pressing himself against the wolf.
Their dicks touched, making both men groan a bit. James snaked a paw down to their hard-ons, grabbing both and stroking them both off for a few seconds before pulling Leon in for a nice romantic kiss on the lips.
When they pulled away, both breathing hard and gathering up some air, James removed his pre slickened paw from their manhoods and slipped away, jumping into the shower and grinning as he waited for Leon to come in.
It did not take much for the otter to join, a small grin of his own adorning his lips. The two showered normally, sometimes pulling in for a kiss then resuming the task of washing their bodies. All in all, both men had raging erections that were left untouched throughout the whole period they were under the water.
Once both had soaped up well, they took turns washing off the soap, Leon quickly shutting off the water and getting out slowly from the tub.
He took his towel and started rubbing himself dry, glad that his fur was short as it dried up quite fast compared to those with longer fur. James had taken his own towel, his fur being medium in length and thus a tad bit harder to get fully dried, not that the hybrid canid minded, what with the heat and all in the appartment.
Padding out of the bathroom with a giggle, Leon rushed back to his wolf friend's bedroom, sprawling his naked body on the comfortable mattress and patiently waiting for his buddy to come. He propped his footpaws on a pillow that laid around there, making himself as comfortable as can be. It took no more then a few minutes before James, grinning wide again, padded into his bedroom, leaving the door open.
They both had not been expecting anyone anyways, so what was the point of closing doors in the appartment? Unless they had plan to give themselves a heatstroke while having sex... though that would not be too convenient now wouldn't it be?
''So... what are we going to do?'' asked Leo as he propped himself on one shoulder, watching James closely as the wolf-husky hybrid sat down at the edge of the bed. Confusion showing up in the otter's eyes.
''Mmm you'll see,'' whispered James in response before sitting on the floor, at the end of the bed. His paws darted out, taking hold of the otter's ankles and gently tugging him closer to the edge of the bed. When both of the 17 year old's hindpaws dangled over the ledge, just a few inches away from James face, the wolf gave a devilish grin.
''Oh I think I know where this is going,'' smirked Leon as he wrapped a paw around his dick, pawing himself off slowly.
Still grinning, the wolf wrapped his own paw around his cock, which measured around 7.1 inches, knot included. Bending his head down forward just a little bit, the canid used his nose to lift the other boy's footpaw up, allowing him access to the underside. Immediately, he pressed his sensitive snout against the pawpads, groaning loudly as he took a few sniffs at the clean footpaw.
With a grin of his own, Leon pushed his footpaw a little bit harder against the wolf's nose, groaning as he felt the other man's breath over his hindpaw. He squeezed his dick, stroking himself faster.
''Mm you never told me you liked feetpaws,'' blushed the otter.
''Oh I told you, many times,'' giggled the wolf in response, taking a few more sniffs of the footpaw, which smelt like delicious raspberries, it being due to the otter's fur shampoo. ''Just that it was... very subliminal. Like a massage for example, which... later in the night, I'd fap too,'' James explained, blushing deeply and holding back a grin.
''Oh, I-I didn't... wow you should of told me sooner hun,'' was all that Leon could mutter up before moaning, to his own surprise, when James ran his flat canine tongue over his pawpads.
Leon arched his back and splayed his toes, the sensitive webbing between them showing, closing his eyes and squeezing his paw around his cock just a tad harder then earlier, stroking himself at the same speed, pre leaking down his pent up dick while James ran his tongue over the surprisingly soft pawpads of the otter's hindpaw.
Still holding his own erection firmly with his right paw, James stroked himself gently, much slower then Leo was. His ears folded back, laying flat against his head and his eyes closed completely as he kind of worshipped his friend's footpaw, the same pair he had been dreaming to play with for a long time now, the thought making his wolfcock twitch and spurt out some pre.
Both were so into the pawplay that all sounds around them were blacked out. They were lost in the blistfulness of their sexual play.
And it's at that precise moment that the appartment door's lock clicked open, a pure bred wolf, James younger step brother by a year, Nathaniel, walking inside. His ears flicked, thinking that they picked up a sound.
Nathaniel pulled out his cell phone, looked at the time and told himself that the two of them could still be sleeping. So, quietly, as too not wake up his step brother, or his step brother's roomate, the pure bred wolf padded towards James bedroom.
He stopped dead in his tracks, his sensitive ears clearly picking up the sounds of somebody moaning. The canid knew that both males were gay, him being bi. James and Leon both having told him that, if ever he needed their support for something they would be there for him, even if it meant letting him stay at their place for a while, which also kind of explained how the canid had a key to the place.
Creeping closer to his step brother's room, the black furred wolf poked his head inside, his sensitive nose assaulted by the smell of musk, and gasping at what he saw: on the floor sat his brother, hungrily licking his otter roomate's hindpaw! Nathaniel had to bite his lip to hold back the whimper, feeling his sheath swell and his dick slowly tenting his boxers and shorts.
Nathaniel sat down on the floor, after having kicked off both shorts and boxers, and continued to watch the pawplay, letting his dick get too its hardest, at a modest 6.7 inches, knot included, with a shaft circumference of about two inches, the knot being three inches in circumference. His paw instinctively grabbed at his erect manhood, stroking it very gently, Nathaniel still biting his lip to make sure no sound slipped free.
Both males stopped for a minute, looked at each other and while changing positions, to make James more comfortable, had turned their eyes too the bedroom entrance where they spotted Nathaniel, naked from the lower half down.
He was sitting on the floor at the door frame, his head leaning against the frame and his tongue lolling out as he gripped his cock with one paw and his balls with the other, pleasing himself too, well, obviously too what James and Leon had been up too.
Nathaniel yipped loudly in surprise, too scared to move as he had been caught not just by one, but by both males, while pawing himself off to their sexual play. His ears had by now folded back against his head, making it look like they had disappeared, his slightly fluffy tail laying across his lap in a desperate attempt to shield his crotch from the prying eyes of his brother and his sibling's roomate.