Room 69 #2: A Daring Confession
YES! THE FIRST CHAPTER IS POSTED! SQUEEE! Okay, calming down. This chapter includes Kai ogling smexy guys, tuners, three new characters, and last but not least, my first M/solo scene! Woohoo! And as usual, when they think, it's in brackets. Fuckin' HTML.
Beep...beep...beep... the gentle beeping of the hospital equipment filled Kai's ears. He was sitting on a chair, next to Wolf's bed. [Man...he really got hurt. I feel so sad about this...why didn't I get out of the car sooner? Maybe I didn't think that the six years of tae kwon do would make a difference.] He thought. As the minutes ticked by, and the sun went down, Kai still sat. At around 7:00 PM, Wolf's eyes opened a little bit. "Kai..." he whispered hoarsely. "I'm here." "Thank you. He would've killed me." "I know...I just wish I had acted sooner." At that moment, a nurse walked in. "I'm sorry if you were talking, but we need to operate to get his rib back in place." "Okay..." Kai said quietly. As the nurse moved Wolf to a stretcher and wheeled him out, Kai found himself tearing up a bit. He wiped his eyes, and stepped out of the room. He walked down the hall, watching the doors and florescent lights pass by until he reached the waiting room. In the room, he saw Matt in a chair. "I feel kind of responsible for this." He said quietly. "How so?" Responded Matt. "I should have acted sooner, and then he wouldn't be here." "The doctor says it isn't too bad, just a few broken ribs." "I guess you're right." They sat for a long time, watching the hands of the clock tick by. Finally, around 8, the door opened, and Wolf stepped out. "Wolf!" Kai said, a bit louder than accepted in a hospital. "Do you feel all right?" Wolf cleared his throat, and responded. "Yes, I feel okay. I do feel a bit sleepy..." he trailed off. "Is he all right to go?" Kai asked the attending nurse. "Yes, his ribs are fine and he should be almost completely healed." She responded. Kai smiled, and held open the waiting room door. Wolf shook the hair out of his eyes, and started walking down the hall, Kai and Matt trailing after. As they reached the parking lot, Kai hit a sequence of buttons on his car remote, and the GT-R's high-beams and engine turned on. "Guys, I have to show you this." He said. On the remote, there was a button labeled REV. He pressed it, and the car's engine revved, sending roaring sounds into the night. "Cool." remarked Wolf and Matt, almost simultaneously. "It'll sound better at 70..." replied Kai. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" "Metro City Interstate?" "Oh, yeah." The trio walked in unison over to the car, its powerful engine rumbling. "Hey, Wolf. Catch!" Kai said, and tossed the keys to Wolf. Wolf caught them, and looked at Kai disbelievingly. "You want ME to drive?" "You're probably a great driver, your Civic looks like it rolled out of the factory five minutes ago." Kai replied. "Okay...just be prepared..." He slid into the car, getting the feel of it. He looked on the dash, and the steering column, but there was no keyhole. "Uhhh...Kai? How do I start it?" he asked. "The keys are my briefcase keys; you start it with your finger. It's a print scanner ignition." "Ah. But, it won't recognize me." "Hand the keys to me." Wolf obliged, and Kai pressed another button, labeled "ADD NEW" A black square on the remote started to glow red. He pressed his index finger onto the square. It glowed green, and he handed it back to Wolf. "Press the button." He pressed, and it blinked off. A metallic voice emitted from the remote. *New driver recognized. Please state your name.* "Wolf Tomorrow." He enunciated clearly. *Thank you.* He slid the remote into a slot on the dash, and the engine's rumblings doubled, like a lion growling. Kai motioned to the gearshift. He pushed the clutch, and shifted into Drive. His left footpaw released the clutch, and depressed the brake pedal. His right squashed the gas. The engine shuddered; and the tires began to spin, sending squeals and tire smoke into the parking lot. The entire car shook with the force. Suddenly, he dropped the clutch, shifted quickly (.7 seconds), stamped the gas, and the tires got traction. They gripped the parking lot, sending the car, Wolf, Kai and Matt onto the road at 70 MPH. Wolf quickly downshifted, slowing the speed to 50. The GPS activated, and he set the end of the interstate as the destination. The on-ramp was a few blocks away. The car roared forward, and shot down the street. It hit the on-ramp at 60 MPH, sending it four feet into the air, before hitting the ground with a huge bump. Unbeknownst to them, a trio of furs was watching from the top of a parking garage. After a while, it was time to head back. The car slid down the on-ramp, and powered down the street, meaning to turn but three other cars, souped-up with spoilers and vinyl, screamed around the corner. "SHIT!" Wolf yelled, and pulled the handbrake. The car cut sharply to the left, jumping the curb onto the sidewalk. The three tuners shrieked by, but then stopped. They each pulled an e-brake 180 and raced back down the street to the GT-R. Wolf heard the sounds of punk metal emanating from the cars. There was a bright red Volkswagen Jetta, emblazoned with an evil smiley face decal on the front. There was a dark blue Lancer Evo, with a graphic of a white dragon on the sides, and a vibrant green Mazda RX-7, with the graphic of a grinning lizard (Geico Gecko, anyone?). They pulled to the side in perfect formation, and stopped, their engines purring muted by the GT-R's growls. The doors slid open. Out of the Jetta stepped a raccoon, dressed in a tank top and jeans. Out of the RX-7 stepped a hyena, tall, with a suit jacket and leather pants on. And out of the Evo stepped a drop-dead handsome, black furred wolf. He was shirtless, showing off his muscular chest and abs, and wore navy blue khakis (this guy is my friend AlphaSpiritWolf's fursona). Wolf blinked a few times, and then rubbed his eyes. Could it really be him? "Hey! Dude! I want to talk to ya!" The wolf shouted. Wolf wordlessly opened the door, and stepped out. "Hello...brother." He said while closing the door. "WOLF?! You're in Metro?! I thought you were still back in White Gardens!" "Me?! No way, I ditched those pricks three days ago. Drove the whole way, too." He replied. "Let me introduce you to these guys. Jetta guy here's name is Sash, he's Russian." "Can't beat German cars, though." Sash replied with a Russian accent. At that moment, Kai stepped out of the car. "Who's this?" he asked. [Damn...he's hot! And shirtless! SQUEE!] He had to force himself not to pant. "I'm Wolf's brother, Triston Tomorrow. Call me Tris." Triston replied, and held out a hand. Kai walked over and grabbed it, gave him a firm pawshake, and ogled his chest discreetly. "Nice to meet you..." Triston said. "Kaisuke Takashi. Call me Kai." Kai responded. "Nice name. "Thank you." "Okay and the hyena here is Xavier." "Nice to meet ya friend." He declared with a British accent. Kai's eyes (GAH! My pet peeve strikes again...a non-intentional rhyme) were discreetly wandering all over Triston's body. Triston noticed this and chuckled inwardly, but said nothing. Finally, when Kai's line of sight got to his crotch...blush city. He felt himself thinking, [Hello, UPS? I need you to deliver quite a large package...] In fact, Kai was starting to need a shipping company himself (Think about that one. You'll get it.). "Guys, I have to go. My car's overdue for, uh, inspection." He urged. "Okay, I'll have Tris drive me. Right, brother?" "Huh? Okay" He replied, now noticing Kai's slowly swelling pants and trying not to laugh. Kai muttered a thank you, and slid into his car. [That was close...I better find somewhere to get rid of this.] He pulled the shifter into Reverse, backed off the curb, and did a backwards J turn. After cruising down the road a short while, he spotted a parking garage. [Finally!] A short recon for a parking space later, and the car was safely tucked away in a space on the third floor. (Okay readers, prepare yourselves for my first ever M/Solo scene!) Kai pictured Tris in his mind, the muscles, the cocky smile, his face...he felt himself get even harder. He glanced around, making sure no security were there, and undid the zipper on his pants. He also completely unbuttoned his shirt. He looked down at his crotch, noticing his extremely tented boxers, and emitted an involuntary childish giggle. (Come on, that hasn't happened to you?) After the waistband was slipped down, his 8 inch cock sprang into view, complete with furry sheath and balls. He relaxed, and pressed a button on the dashboard. The window and windshield glass immediately turned one-way, anyone who walked up to the GT-R would only see a black screen instead of the cars' inside. This was perfect for what Kai was going to do. (As you can see, I just looove piling on the anticipation. It makes it sexier.) He reached down and gently grasped his shaft, feeling the warmth and slow, barely noticeable pulsing. After gently stroking up and down for a few second, a few drops of pre oozed out, giving Kai lubrication. "Ooohh..." he muttered. He spread it evenly over his cock, and grabbed it firmly. He began to move his paw up and down, enjoying the feel of his pads against his foxhood. In his mind, Wolf and Triston slowly walked into view with suggestive smiles on their faces. He started stroking faster as they began to unbutton their shirts. More pre came out of his cockslit, now Wolf and Tris were topless. He moaned gently, feeling a distant pressure in his crotch. As they began to unzip their pants, the amount of pleasure rose, and Kai's moans accordingly. They were in underwear now, briefs (Kai likes skimpy clothes) and with quite large tents in them. The images in his mind and himself squeezed themselves and groaned; the projections through the fabric and Kai through nothing. He gasped, orgasm was fast approaching. Tris and Wolf hooked their thumbs into each others waistband, and pulled them off. Now all three of them sported prominent erections. Just as they started to stroke, Kai came with a yell, spurting white foxcum onto his pubic fur, chest and muzzle, as well as his forehead. The spike of pleasure at the moment of orgasm was red-hot, an unbelievable tirade of lust. Kai collapsed back onto the seat, exhausted. With a finger, he scraped cum off his face and swallowed the salty substance. He cleaned the rest off his chest and crotch with a napkin. [Oh....my....god....that was amazing!] Thought Kai. After a few minutes, he turned the car on, and shifted into Drive. Exiting the garage, he was nearly T-boned by Sash, who yelled in Russian over the sound system. ________________________________________________________________________ Back at Southbrook Regional, Kai stepped into their room jut as Wolf put the last poster on the wall. Now the room looked less like a Holiday Inn, and more like a teenage boy's boarding school dorm. Posters of FoB and PATD as well as different tuners lined the walls, and a sound system twice as big as the minifridge. No pictures of girls, however. [Maybe he is gay...I don't see any Playbunny spreads in here.] "Hey Wolf!" he said loudly. "Oh, hi. What do you think?" replied Wolf. "I think it looks great! But it's missing something..." "Yeah, I know. Centerfolds. To tell you the truth, I've never really liked any models or whatever. They just...don't appeal to me. That sounds kind of gay, I know." "No, don't worry. That doesn't sound gay. Even if you were, I wouldn't mind. You don't have to buy anything. I'm somewhat less interested in the spreads than you..." he trailed off. "Wait, Kai. Are you..." "Wolf, I'd have to say...yes. Yes I am gay." There was a silence, and then ________________________________________________________________________ CLIFFHANGER AGAIN! *Laughs evilly*