Not your average cock ring, pt1
Ok this is a part one piece of 2 or 3. I dont have time to finish it today so I'm gonna leave it with a nice cliff at the end and continue it later. There are a bunch more good ideas my mate and I have from our roadtrip which I'd like it write out, but it depends on if you guys and gals like this first installment or not. Oh and I'd like some feedback on how I can make my stories better too. I figure I might be too focused on action in this one and not giving enough detail of where the characters are. Read on if you like and don't if your a young-unn.
She watched him as he wandered through the back shelves, even when all she could see of him was his long slender otter tail poking out from behind one of the displays. She secretly wished that he would buy something so that she could see what kind of fur he was, what he was into. Running her own sex shop was wonderful for seeing what kind of things people were into. She almost felt like a priest taking confessions or a doctor with doctor patient confidentiality.
He never bought anything though, she thought perhaps that it was because he was a poor student, she'd seen his student ID to be the only thing in his wallet when he'd first started coming to the store on Wednesday nights. The nice thing about him coming on Wednesday was that he was usually the only one in the shop and she had nothing to do but watch him glide around from one display to the next. She constantly wondered what he was looking at, and she frequently imagined that behind his big green eyes he was imagining using the toys he was looking at on her.
Nate looked up from the array of sex toys in front of him and briefly caught the sales roo watching him. He immediately blushed and turned round to appear more interested in the yiffy video's behind him. He always felt so nervous about looking at dildos or vibrators or anything else that he wanted so badly to put up under his tail, but the thought made him so yiffy he could hardly stand it.
No, he didn't have any toys of his own, but he wanted some. With college payments always rearing just around the corner though he could never get one. Recently his mind had started to throw up the idea of taking something, just something small but he really liked the roo behind the counter and he didn't want to hurt her store. He justified it by telling himself he would pay her when he got the cash from his summer job, but that was so far away he just couldn't wait.
He wandered in behind a big bondage rack where he was almost completely hidden from the front of the store. He'd already know what he was going to take when he came in that night. He'd seen it every time he'd been in the shop, just a double cock ring. It vibrated and glowed when you twisted the front ring to one side. The device was covered in little knobs and devices, all of which served to make look a lot like a close up of the deathstar. The price tag had disappeared off it since he'd first seen it and it even had dust on it, all of which he told himself to justify slipping it into his back pocket.
The sales roo watched him the whole way to the door, seemingly with something just on the tip of her tongue. Nate was shivering inside his heavy coat, but tried his best to look composed as he walked the length of the store. The roo watched him the whole time, and the closer he got the more he started to sweat. She started to bounce on her heels as he drew near, and in a moment of insecurity Nate ran his thumb into his jean pocket and felt the cold metal ring laying within. He felt his crotch almost instantly bulge, and his fear suddenly turned to excitement and anticipation.
She almost giggled when she saw the bulge in his pants while he walked towards her. His muscled swimming legs framing his hidden hardon perfectly. She wanted to leap over the counter and take him, but her experience got in the way. Don't touch customers, you learn that early on in the business. She watched him wave coyly, his fluffy coat concealing the lean body that she knew was hiding beneath. His cut off and frayed jeans, which he usually wore didn't hide a thing and that's how she liked it. She guessed that was part of what gave her the illusion that he was gliding rather than walking as the tatters from his jeans seemed to dance in her eyes.
"Good night." She said almost a squeak as the bell rang on the door being opened.
He didn't dare say anything back, but instead smiled an uneasy smile that made his eyes almost disappear as he walked out the door.
Climbing off the empty city bus Nate rushed quickly to his apartment, he almost ran. He'd gotten away with it, he felt exhilarated, and his hardon still hadn't subsided. He fumbled with his keys as he went up the stairs, hopefully his room mate wouldn't be home, then he could make all the noise he wanted as he played with his new toy. He was shaking so much by the time he reached his door down the dimly lit hall that it took him a moment to get the key in the lock. He just about burst into the empty room. He took a quick look around dropping off his heavy coat on the nearest chair and then pulled the ring from his pocket.
He looked it over again and murred with delight his own toy. It sparked in the quiet room like a treasure. Slowly his paw reached down and snaked its way into his jeans. He shivered at the warmth of his hard cock on his cold pads. Nate instantly decided that he didn't want to be wearing pants anymore, and flung them across the room into a waiting laundry bin. He then slumped down onto the old couch in the corner and ran his fingers over his cock again, with his new toy in his other hand.
The cold of the steal bit through the light brown fur covering his sack as he slipped his balls into the grasp of the ring. His cock throbbed as he forced his shaft under and through the loop along with his sheath. Now completely in the rings grasp Nate licked his paws a few times and began the long process of slowly stroking himself up and then letting himself cool off.
He loved being teased, even if he had to do it to himself. He'd almost lost himself the last time he'd neared climax, it was so hard to stop touching but he convinced himself to grab at his balls at the last moment. Precum was dribbling slowly from his cock head and he watched it dribble down his shaft. Taking a finger he grabbed it up and licked the sweet juice off, how he wished he could lick it off his cock but he wasn't that flexible. As he was groping his sac he acidently hit the front of the two rings encompassing his favorite playthings and it started to vibrate.
He jumped a little bit at the sudden tickle, but quickly wanted more. He turned the ring further and it started to glow, he whimpered as he drew closer to the edge again, his toy was more fun than he'd expected. He twisted the rings farther still and the sensation changed further, and this new feeling puzzled him, he wasn't sure quite what to make of it but still he wanted more. One more twist of the ring...
"Kyip!" He squirmed away from the sharp feeling around the ring, but it had stopped hurting almost faster than he had reacted to it.
He looked at the ring again and then he looked at his cock. It had fallen out of his lap, his cock was lying on the shag carpet by his feet. Nate was dumb struck, naturally he grabbed at where his cock should have been and only felt the back ring with bald flesh in its center with a little hole, seemingly left to pee from. Then he shakingly reached down to his warm flesh on the floor. As his fingers touched it he jumped away again. He felt that.
Cautiously he reached down again to his engorged and helpless member, he brought it up to his face and felt every touch of his fingers upon it. The little knobs and lights on both rings were glowing and buzzing and vibrating profusely, the whole thing was like an out of body experience to Nate. Never in his wildest dreams..... He cautiously blew on his rod and it felt warm, he flexed it a few times as if it was still connected to make sure it was still working. It bobbed in front of his nose almost happily. Almost as if the rings were trying to encourage him to do more the one on his cock vibrated suddenly forcing the last little bit of from precum from his shaft. He eyed it nervously, before slowly sticking his tongue out to lick it off. All it took was that one touch before Nate was lost in his pleasures again.
He thrust his own cock into his mouth with lust. The warmth quickly enveloping his whole body. He'd been so close to coming before, but now this... this was a whole new ball game. He suckled and softly bit himself countless times, plunging the living dildo into his mouth and just sucking on the tip, he tried everything he could in the short few minutes he had before his lust brought him over the edge and his own seed filled his throat. He writhed in pleasure as his cock bobbed and came in his mouth. Fully exhausted he giggled at the sound as he popped his head from between his lips.
His new toy was no toy at all he it was a miracle of science. Slowly he brought his extremely sensitive member back down to where it belonged and lined it up over the second ring to reattach it. He clicked it in place and waited a moment. Nothing happened. He thought maybe the precum oozing from his crotch was getting in the way so he went to the bathroom to clean it up and try again. Still no luck, and it was getting late. He tried pushing different buttons and holding it a different way, but he couldn't get his penis back on. The night was growing old fast and he had class in the morning, he'd have to try again in the morning. Maybe with fresh eyes he could figure out what he was doing wrong.
Beep. Beep. Beep
It was Nate's alarm, and it had been going off for over an hour. He turned over and taking one glance at the clock threw the heavy covers off and jumped into his clothes. He was on full auto pilot, late for class and he left his cock sitting out on the night stand. Jumping on the bus filled with his fellow students he suddenly remembered the events of the previous night. He turned back but the line of people behind him said he'd never make it to class if he went back to get his dick. He moved on assuring himself nothing would happen, besides dildo's don't exactly lead exciting lives.
Just as Nate was getting into his class late as usual John was waking up. It was his day off, and all he had to do was make sure the carpets got vacuumed. He had his winter coat grown in and he didn't mind the cold so he swept his covers off and got up. He stretched out some and pulled the nights cramps out of his muscles. His morning wood poking out of his heavy husky fur. He looked down at it and smiled, it never failed to wake him up in the morning, usually right in the middle of a good dream.
"Oh well." He sighed his claws pulling at the shag carpet on his paws. "Best to get the work out of the way first."
Then he went to get the vacuum out of Nate's closet. Rounding the corner into Nate's messy room he immediately paused. There by the lamp was a big otter dildo. John couldn't help but laugh.
"The scamp got himself a molding kit."
Walking over to the phallus on the night stand John took a good look at it and the ring on its base. It was the most realistic one he'd ever seen. The fur on the sheath was even the right color to match Nate. John picked up the toy and felt the warmth radiating off of it, instantly his attention was drawn back to the boner straining out of his own sheath. He wondered if maybe a shower would be a better way to start the day. He took Nate's 'toy' and some yiffy lube then rushed to the shower.
Nate twitched his ears in class, something was touching him. He winched and hoped it wasn't a spider. Trying to pay attention to the lesson in front of him he adjusted how he was sitting in his chair and chewed on his finger. As time drew on he felt someone playing with his balls, he almost yelped at one point as something groped him hard. His face contorted as he tried to ignore the sensation of a moist tongue running up his hard shaft. He felt a slick hand rubbing lube all over his cock and couldn't contain himself any longer, he darted out of class and toward the nearest restroom. His hips thrust forward in lust as his cock was being milked back in his apartment. Finally he rounded the corner and dove into the small restroom.
Just his luck there was already a fur in there but Nate thanked god that the stall was open and clean. He ducked inside and sat down biting his tongue to try and stop from making any noise, while his cock was half submerged in warm water and the other half was in his best friend. He clamped down on his muzzle with both his paws, as John bounced up and down on his cock with glee. Nate felt the pressure in his balls building and he noticed a wet spot in his underwear where precum was beginning to leak out of his cockless crotch. Suddenly he felt the hold on his shaft released and wondered for a moment if his attacker had finally had their fill and just as he was about to stand John readjusted and began ramming Nate's 'toy' into him so hard that their balls were bouncing off each other.
Nate couldn't contain himself anymore and moaned aloud. The fur washing his hands turned toward the stall. Nate could tell the difference when John started to cum, the pressure on his cock grew so much that he couldn't hold back any more he moaned and humped the air until finally he came buried deep inside John, and in his underwear. Precum was soaked through his pants and Nate thanked god again that he was wearing his big coat and could pull it down over the spot. Then he looked up and saw the young buck that had been washing his hands staring in at him through the crack in the stall door.
"Uh... Hi." Nate smiled.
John slowly pulled himself up off the throbbing otter cock under him and sighed. He felt the warm sticky fluid filling his rear and wondered how much such a wonderful toy must have cost. He didn't want to give it back. But he did have respect for Nate and he knew he had to clean up and put it back. Just as Nate was about to say something more to the deer watching him John started soaped up his hypersensitive tool and started to scrub it clean. Nate wriggled around in the stall almost unable to bear the stimulation. John however just thought it was a toy and didn't mind how much he scrubbed on it to make sure it was clean. The cleaner the better right? Once John was satisfied and Nate opened his mouth again to try and say something, John tested the clean by talking one last long suck on the toy, and was rewarded by another spurt of Nate's warm cum. Then with the taste on his lips he put the toy out on the counter and continued his shower.
"Whatever that was, I want to try it." The young buck said.
Nate panted. "Well when I get home and find out what's going on I'll let you know." Nate sighed, "Bambi right?"
"Yep my parents cruel joke, the first Bambi was a boy and they don't care if its mostly for girls now."
Nate didn't care much about Bambi's history but it did get the attention away from what the boy had seen. He undid the stall door finally able to operate again.
"Could you do me a favor, Bambi?" The buck nodded. "My bag's still in class bring me my cell phone would you?"
"Sure."
***
As John was climbing out of the shower the phone rang. He grabbed a towel and quickly ran back to his room to get it.
"Hey Nate how you doing?" John said perky as ever.
"Hey John," Nate fainted normalness. "Put it back." He said firmly
"What???" John's mind jumped to the toy but didn't think Nate could know.
"You know what, put it back where you found it."
"What do you mean. I was just going to vacuum, you want me to put the vacuum back in your room." John was sure Nate couldn't know, no web camera, no phone cause he was calling from his regular number.
"Don't play dumb, put it back where you found it, vacuum the house and don't touch it again until I get home." Nate wasn't mad, but he was scared and he wanted to make sure nothing else interrupted his day.
"Ok, sorry Nate I didn't figure you'd mind."
"I don't but... well I'll tell you when I get home."