Making Friends.
Usual disclaimer: No under 18's to read this. Fuotica, containing scenes of Male sexual acts, and a very big blimp floating by in paragraph 13.
- * * The sun glinted through my half-closed blinds, straight onto my face, the sudden brightness of this early summer morn hurting my eyes as the gleaming light pulled me from my peaceful slumber. I rose slowly from the sofa bed and tottered naked, over to the blinds, closing them with a flick of the rod, dropping into my faux-leather chair I stretched with a loud yawn. My eyes flicked over to the digital clock on my computer desk, it was 7 o'clock. "Plenty of time," I muttered under my breath as I leant back in the chair my left paw stroking down my belly fur slowly, gripping loosely at my semi-hardened sheath, teasing it back, my slightly glistening member appearing in the light. My furry fingers began to wrap around the bare, warmed flesh gradually. I began to tease the flesh, pulling it back slowly, a soft murr growing in my throat as the flesh recedes further, before moving forward once more. By the end of the first stroke, I'm fully hardened, my paw getting into a quick rhythm of up-down. My other paw reaches down the side of my chair, yanking the lever, reclining the seat as my legs stretch, arching my back slowly. Soon my mind drifts, the image of many beautiful naked males appearing on my eyelids, my murring increasing as each passes. A fair coloured stallion; a muscular lion; a most beautiful, jet black dragon standing, his tail curled round his leg. The last image made me moan in conjunction with a flow of precum escaping my head, dripping down my paw and shaft, slickening it quickly. My cock twitched quickly, flinching, ready to blow. Suddenly there was a loud knocking on my door and I jerked forward quickly, my chair snapping back into position. My older brothers' voice came from the other side. "Hey, get up ya puff." He said, his voice fading, combined with the sound of receding footsteps "You'll be late; again." I could hear the smirk on his face, his voice fading even further, down the stairs. I sighed faintly, easing my body out the chair and over to the wardrobe, my orgasm would have to wait till later I guessed, pulling out some fresh clothes, dressing myself quickly. Once that was done, I looked back at the clock, turns out time really does fly when you're having fun, nearly an hour in this case. I grunted, picking up my pre-packed bag, hoisting it over my shoulder and leaving my room. I looked either way down the wall before heading left, fumbling into the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror. Staring back straight into my eyes stood a Kitsune, with arctic-grey fur. Orange-red eyes looked over me, my large towering ears and my three white tipped, fluffy tails, which almost always flick about behind me. I stood at about five foot four, small yes, but I was still growing, apparently my father was small at my age. From what I remember though, he was a giant, towering above even some dragons. But memory does exaggerate. I quickly splashed some water on my face, and then shook it vigorously, flicking my paws dry too. I brushed my fangs quickly; if there's one thing I can't stand it's unclean fangs. I left the room once more, the minty aftertaste of toothpaste still in my maw. I enjoyed the taste actually, as long as I didn't have orange juice after. I hopped down the stairs, reaching the bottom floor in no time. My footpaws were quickly slipped into my rather large trainers, padding round into the kitchen to find my mother, a vixen of the same colour as myself, three tails belonged to her too. She kept her back turned to me, "Breakfast, kitchen." She said, clearly, but not loudly. I obediently turned on one heel, back to the hallway at the bottom of the stairs, throwing my bag against one wall and stepping into the moderately sized kitchen, looking around. The counters were all spread along one wall, with a window overlooking the garden and conservatory. The sun beamed through the window here too, making me squint as my eyes turned to the centre, round table, smiling as I see my breakfast. Toast, as usual. Maybe I should stop jerking off in the morning and fix myself something proper? No, no fun in that. So, I pick up one of the pieces of toast, chewing on it complacently, sitting down onto the edge of the table, my tails resting on the cold bare wood. This table we'd brought out from my Grandmothers' garage for Christmas, some years ago and well, we just can't be bothered to take it back frankly. A few minutes pass, I finish my sole slice of toast and my mother walks in, she gives me her usual soft kiss on the cheek, picks up her handbag and disappears for her hour long walk to work. I soon followed, jumping out the door with my bag one and heading right, for my trip to school. It wasn't long, maybe five, ten minutes before I felt an arm grip my waist, pulling me up against what feels to be a strong, broad body. Very quickly, two strong arms were entangled round me, holding me against the belly. My body tensed, my back straightening quickly up against the other, my tails stretching out below me. "Foxy, foxy." I heard, whispered into my ear by a familiar, heavy voice. I sighed in relief as the two arms relaxed round me, letting me go slowly. "Bloody hell," I growled quietly. "Scared the crap out of me," I pushed away, turning to look at the figure behind me. My eyes glanced up and down the body of my best friend and sometimes lover, Alec "Grey" Kaleb. He got his nickname, "Grey" back in primary school. It's not because of his fur colour; in fact he's quite a pleasant white. No, it came from a time, when we were all young and care free when he covered the rudder of our then teacher, Mr Sorow, in grey paint. It was amusing at the time, and still is actually, when you consider most of the rest of Mr Sorow is grey in colour now. The taller-than-me white-furred wolf in front of me smirked, ruffling my head with a snicker. "Oh really? Normally you like being held tight." He said, his smirk spreading over his muzzle. I feigned a grunt, rolling my eyes. Really, I was blushing under my white fur, hoping he wouldn't tell. "Shut up you dick." I groaned under my breath, the retort already obvious in my mind. "Dick? Yeah I'm a dick and a big one too." I heard him cracking up behind me as I turned once more, heading on up the road towards school once more, my head shaking from side-to-side. "Oh yes, I know that." I said, the wolf jogging up to walk beside me, nudging my arm, making me stumble near the road . "Well good morning to you too foxy." I heard the ever joyous wolf bark out. "How are you?" He asked, obviously trying to steer the conversation onto a more normal topic as we reached the main road to the school. I shrugged slowly, looking either way at the various furs trudging the worn road to school. "I'm good, fed up of getting up so damn early, but good." I grunted coming to a stop at the kerb, cars filled with older furs darting left, into town. My eyes traced them, watching them head on their path as I stepped forward tentatively, onto the tarmac. As the last in a long queue passed and an opening appeared, I, Grey and a horde of other furs sprinted the 10 meters or so over the dark road to the other side, all nearly running straight into the fences there. Grunting once more I turned to look at the road "Those jerk-offs at the council should put a crossing there." I carried on walking up this busy avenue with my companion by my side, the two of us engaged in grumbled early-morning conversation to the gates of the school. Of course, my school, being ever such a pretentious establishment had not allowed the pupils through the main gate for some years. Instead, one thousand or so pupils had to force themselves through a miniscule side-entrance forcing many cramped-bottle neck situations, which I could never stand. Me and Grey took up our usual places on the wall alongside the door, slouching against it and waiting, with no desire for haste, for the steady flow of pupils to whittle down to a few at a time. We didn't seem to have to wait long, lost in our own rambling world. Soon enough, the first bell of the day rang, or rather, the first ear-piercing shrill siren of the day. I quickly looked at the watch on my wrist, clinging on to me with a vice-like grip. Eight forty-five, sure enough it was time for us to filter down into our pre-arranged groups for registration. We, me and Grey, turned slowly and passed through the door. It wasn't a long walk to our form room, so we were there by the time our names were called aloud. "Alec." Our form tutor, Mr Croi, a large, imposing lion bellowed out across the room. "Yo!" Grey shouted, bouncing through the door way barely on time once more. Mr Croi glanced up from his desk to the wolf as we sat in our usual places. "A 'sir' will do just fine Mr Kaleb." "It would, but then I'd be normal." The wolf said with a proud smile on his face, looking at the lion. It always amazed me that, despite Mr Croi terrifying the rest of the population of the school (his affect on the new years was always one worth a laugh.) Grey had always back-talked him, and yet no repercussions had been made in all of the five years Mr Croi had been our tutor. He probably enjoyed the rare treatment was my guess. The lions' eyes turned back to the register "Alec, you could not possibly be normal if you tried." He said monotonously. I had always wondered whether it was possibly for Mr Croi to whisper, even if he takes quietly his deep voice is projected across acres. "Druin," he said next, my name that. I am Druin, Druin Klau. It was my and Grey's surnames that made us such good friends, we'd always been next to each other, and at this rate always would be. "Yeah," I grumbled quietly, my head sinking to the desk slowly. The next few names were called on the register and I remained oblivious, paying no heed to the familiar bellows of the deep feline's voice. On this day though, a strange rumble rang through the air. It consisted of never-before heard words in conjunction. A new name it must be, a new student. My ears perked up quickly, soon followed by my head. My eyes fixated on the door, a fresh silhouette stood there. It was a tall, lean, bulky but not fat feline. But not just any feline, a black panther, which makes him quite possibly the most attractive of his genus. I felt a sharp jab to my kidney and flinched, Grey had hit me, quite firmly on my waist, snapping me out of my stare quickly. I straightened up instantly, gritting my teeth as I groaned through them. "You are in for such pain." I hissed quietly, my eyes flicking over to watch the panthers movements. He paced forward, his every movement like that of an angel, he rested his paws on the desk and I heard the faint rapping of the cat's claws on the wood of the desk. I nearly slobbered as my eyes traced up the black leg, over his buttocks where his tail swayed from side to side, over his back and to his obsidian neck. Even in the dull uniform of our school this feline looked pretty tasty. My sensitive ears raised further still, standing proud above my head, listening to the conversation of the two felines. "From the south?" I heard Mr Croi say to the panther. "Yeah," he replied in a typical southern accent "home counties." They were being quiet, almost confidential. "Hmm," the lion clasped the piece of paper held in the panthers paw and pried it free from his grip. His eyes ran over it quickly, taking in the information on it. "I see." He muttered, so quietly I could barely hear. Then, he looked up and his eyes caught mine, locking with them as a smirk grew slowly on his face, my ears began to flatten down again slowly. "Druin," he said in his loud voice, across the expanse of the room, all other conversation audibly quietened "who takes you for maths?" He asked, sitting back slowly in his chair. "Uhm," I stammered, unsure, having been caught off guard. "M-Mrs Day," I said back to the lion. "Good." He said sharply, almost instantly. "Druin look after Mr Yude here. Show him around and all that." The lion's glance went over to my companion, Grey. "You too Alec; you probably won't stare." He finished with a smirk, gesturing the mysterious Mr Yude over to our table. I heard a stifled snicker coming from Grey, which I soon put a stop to with a swift kick in the shin from my heel, the snicker turning to more of a suppressed yelp. My eyes passed up to the Black Panther as he came close, taking the seat next to mine his body half-turned towards me. "Hey." He said, in a most friendly of tones. "I'm Mr Yude," he attempted to mimic the bellowing voice of our tutor, but failing miserably. (Although better than Grey's first attempt five years ago, he still hasn't quite got it right.) "But you can just call me Tek." He smiled, his white teeth showing, pointed and angled in the dim fluorescent light. His paw stretched out, in offering. "I'm Druin." I said, taking the paw in front of me, shaking it loosely, letting go and gesturing behind me with my other paw. "And that," I flicked my head back to show the wolf "is Alec." I leant back slightly after I finished my sentence the canine and feline either side of me shaking. "Hey, you can call me Grey if you want." The wolf smiled, pulling his black lips back up either side of his face. The bell rang almost as soon as our introductions were done, so I stood, hauling my bag over my shoulder and trooping out into the aisle after Tek. The feline ahead of me turned his head, his whiskers perking up as he smiled "So, where do we go first?" He asked, his green eyes hitting mine, making me blush once more below my fur. "Uh, timetable says," I muttered quietly, mimicking an old game show "Science, Biology. Miss Russ." I said as we stepped out into the hallway, pinned almost to a wall by the surging pass of younger and older furs, all in a rush to get to their lessons, or out the school as I'm sure some were headed. "She nice?" The cat asked, stepping up beside me, the wolf on my other side. "Yup." The other canine said, nearly roaring, as we plunged into the flow, heading along the short path till we squeeze out the narrow door to the biology courtyard. "She let's you get away with anything, as long as you don't do it too loudly." He smirked as we walked up the recently re-tiled winding path to the other door of the building. The cat blinked, looking to our left at a long corridor joining the building we just left. I smiled slowly, noticing his distracted attention. "Don't think for one second we'd be better off going up there, it's like three foot wide and has no fewer than one hundred furs going up it at any time." I said as we reached the door to the science block, squeezing through another narrow, crowd filled door and slumping down on the glass door to the left. The cat and wolf came soon, also leaning against the wall. "And now, a long wait." I muttered, looking at the floor then up to the new-boy "Teacher's normally late." I scoffed. "Yeah, every school." The panther snorted. We got into class some five minutes later, then the day went on, rather fast as I was all the time in the company of one very, very handsome feline. The final bell rang and we, all three forced our way out of the side door and back onto the dangerous road. We walked down slowly, to the non-existent crossing. "So, eh, Tek," Grey said, turning to the cat. "Where'd you live?" He asked, his head cocked to a side. "Oh, ya know. Down Esther Road." He said with a shrug. I and my lupine companion stood there, nearly gawping. The explanation was quite simple. Esther Road was known in our town because it consisted of some twenty houses, although, to kid's like us they were veritable mansions. "Wow," I gasped out in quiet astonishment "can we like, come round some time?" I asked quietly, my throat crying out in desperation for lubrication. "Sure," the panther nodded as we came to the kerb, looking across to the other side, he nudged me softly in the waist "You can come on Saturday if you want. Help me finish unpacking." He chuckled. I nodded, looking either way once more before sprinting across the road again. "Hell yeah," I smirked as we reached the other pavement, turning to face the two as they come to a stop near a tall garden fence. "I can't..." Grey said quietly, backing away some. "I've got...well, ya know..." It's not often Grey is seen acting meekly and it's scary to me when he does. I groaned quietly and nodded. "Yeah, I know." I looked down slowly "I won't go if you can't make it." I offered to him, ever the good friend, or manipulative, depending on your point of view. "Heh, yeah right." The wolf said loudly. "Go ahead. Just don't have too much fun without me." He smirked, hitting my arm rather hard, he had never known his own strength. "Thanks dude." I said, rubbing my arm with a wince. I turned to the panther slowly. "So, that alright?" I asked once more, unsure. The panther smiled and nodded slowly "Sure." He said as we began to head down the lane which lead to all three of our streets. "Shame you can't come though Grey, you're the life and soul." He chuckled to the wolf. "Hey!" I rasped out quickly, deftly kicking the feline in the back of the shin, an uproar of laughter coming from he and the wolf. Tek stumbled forward, tripping over his own paws but eventually regaining his cat like grace. This, child like back talk went on for some minutes before we reached the road leading to Teks house. "See you tomorrow." He said with a smile as he went down the hill, disappearing into the nicer side of town. As soon as he had, Grey turned to me with a big, toothy grin, gripping my tie and pulling me along with it for a few seconds. "So," he said. "What time does your brother get home?" He asked casually, slowing to walk behind me suspiciously. "About five, half-five." I said with a blink turning to face him slowly. He was looking about himself before finally turning to look back at me, smiling. "Oh, no reason, just plenty of time." He uttered under his breath, swiftly stepping forward, his paws disappearing behind me and squeezing my rump. I meeped and looked up at the looming wolf, blinking slowly. He looked down slowly as he pulled away, not wanting to be seen by other pupils in such an embrace. "Is that it?" He asked, his head tilting. "Just a 'meep', no 'take me now big boy'?" He asked with his ever-present smirk. "Well, I would. But you'd need to be big for that remark to apply." I said turning and heading for my house at a pace. I heard him snort behind me, running up pressing against me, pushing me at a faster pace. "Oh I'll show you big." He said with another snort. At this pace we soon got to my house, and I broke away from him lurching forward with as much strength as I could. I ran for my door, fumbling with my keys as they slipped into the lock, the lupine soon caught up through and pushed me through the door as I opened it. The door closed as Grey pushed my back up against the hall wall, nipping at my ear and grinning lustfully. I rolled my eyes and gave a little nod, immediately taking the cue and pulling me up the stairs. The next day, I awoke to the rather loud banging of, once more, my brother on the door. "Ya know." He said, the wall creaked as he leant against it. I fumbled out of my bed, pulling on my school trousers quickly. "If you actually set that alarm I got you I probably wouldn't have to rudely awaken you so." He said in his oft used superior tone. I opened my bedroom door, stepped out and then clobbered my older sibling on the head with my relatively large maths book. Throwing it a little it landed back in my paw as I passed back through my door. "Whaddya know, turns out there are uses for algebra." I said, smiling as I came back out, properly dressed to see my brother rubbing what must have been a rather sore head. He grumbled, kicking my rather sore arse, making me wince quietly. I shrugged him off though and headed about my usual morning routine. Before long I was standing on the corner of Tek's road. Watching the panther come up the hill slowly, my wolf friend by my side. We were engaged in some irrelevant comments about the previous night's events. Soon the panther was upon us, like a predator on prey, swiftly and deadly. "Fuck you." I said to the wolf, rolling my eyes into my head, my tails twisting about in knots. "Yeah, may-." "Hey guys." That was Tek; he'd appeared at a good time considering the rest of our conversation. "Friendly as ever I see." He giggled faintly, even though he'd known us for one day he had fathomed our relationship for the most. I blinked to the cat then looked at the wolf. "Are we that transparent?" I asked him, scratching at my temple. "Not me flea boy, but you are." The suggestion of blood sucking parasites feasting on me made me wince every time. After the swift conclusion of this segment of our life long argument we headed off, late again, in the direction of school, still through some miracle arriving once more as Grey's name was called. The morning passed with no event till lunch. Grey had stolen some lower year's ball and was now sprinting round the field as fast as Mercury. So I and Tek were left alone, leaning against the wall of the pavilion and watching the white wolf darting about, followed by a stream of youngsters. "So, what time should I come tomorrow?" I asked my head turning from the farce to the panther. "Huh? Oh, yeah!" He said, smiling blushingly. "I dunno, how's eleven?" He asked his back shuffling against the wooden wall. I shrugged and looked him over once more. "Yeah, fine." I said, my gaze turning back to Grey who now seemed to be cornered by the young ones. I sighed and shook my head slowly. "We should help him." I said slowly as the Grey dot diminished further into the corner. "Well," the panther said softly, "we could, but then we'd have to tease those cubs and really, generally piss them off." He looked over to me and smiled. Within a second we had both bounded off the wall, running over the field at a pace. By the end of the lunch hour some fifteen furs of our year were involved in running around, tossing the ball to one another. It was some wholesome fun. When the bell went, we disappeared into the school building, planning and plotting how to get the ball on Monday. The final two lessons came and went and so did we, everyone went home; including the staff, to the disbelief of some. Saturday came. I got up and instead of pulling on my dreary grey and white uniform; I yanked on a pair of black jeans and blue t-shirt, pulling another shirt on top of that, leaving it unbuttoned. It wasn't long before I was out my house, I didn't like staying in too much on such a good day, especially if I could tease Grey, which I often did. But not today, it was ten o'clock, but I headed towards Esther Road already. I didn't really know just how far the actual trip was, I had never been down that way. Tek had told me I needed at least half and hour from his turn off, so I gave myself more than enough time, I hoped. As I headed down the hill and along the road on this most sunny of morns I pondered upon the meaning of life, or at least attempted to, I got so far before becoming scared of death, so I gave up. It wasn't long before I reached the turning for Esther Road, I tentatively peeked my head round the corner, unsure at first. What I saw astounded me, as my body moved round the corner I looked about. Either side of the road were looming houses, each with a front garden big enough to fit my whole house, both floors, and probably the basement too. I began to walk down the road, looking about me at the mid-Victorian architecture, these must all be listed buildings, they were easily one to one hundred and fifty years older than my own, and beautiful with it. I eventually reached the rounded close at the end and spotted a familiar looking panther. I looked at my watch, it was only ten forty-five. Although, that does mean I spent some time staring at peoples houses, the thought made me hot under the collar as I began to cross over the close. The panther spotted me, looking up and smiling faintly. He padded over to his eight foot high gate and opened it, gesturing me inside . "Hey." He said as I passed onto the gravel pathway. "You're early." He closed the gate behind me, the lock snapping into place. "Yeah, I don't like being indoors." I snorted faintly. "So, what'cha up to?" I asked casually as the panther began up the drive way, myself in tow. The doors we reached after the drive way were large and double, they seemed to be made of English oak, but weren't as heavy, obviously a replica. We entered into a large hallway, two staircases leading to a landing above, four other doors were in this room. One to the left, one to the right and two on the far wall. "Come on." The panther said, darting across the polished floor. "You can help me unpack my room. " I blinked and sprinted over to him. We walked up the stairs and he steered me around the large mansion to a door, he opens it, revealing a staircase which we head up. We enter into a large, single room that seems to stretch the distance of the house. "Holy shit." Is all I can say, looking around at the vast expanse. "Pretty big huh?" He rhetorically asks. "It's all mine too. My parents don't come up here. If they want me they'll use the buzzer." He shrugged and padded to a box, opening it. "Going to help then?" He asked, not looking at me. I nodded, to myself of course, and headed to him, looking into the box. As we rummaged through, sorting the various objects out, Tek told me many stories about his old home. It seemed to me he didn't like the move, but his parents wanted him to grow up somewhere more peaceful. A few hours passed at this, lunch had been brought up to us by a maid. I had started wandering around at the request of Tek, to help him shift some of the boxes so they'd be more floor space. I lifted one, particularly heavy box, rather suddenly and the bottom gave way, the various contents dropping out over the floor. "Ack!" I bellowed across the room, the panther headed over quickly, very quickly and skidded to a stop, he looked at the box and yanked it free from my paws quickly, I blinked as he knelt quickly cramming stuff back into the box. All this time, I wondered what the hell had come over the seemingly friendly panther. Quite suddenly, Tek dropped a photo from his paw, picking it up I flicked it over to see the picture. I saw two panthers, both clearly male from their build, but one bigger than the other. I recognised one instantly as Tek. But it's the position they were in that surprised me, it was quite clearly a loving embrace, their two muzzles locked together in a kiss, oblivious to the photo being taken. And it clearly wasn't a father-son moment. The photo was ripped out my paws by obsidian claws, my eyes darted up to look at the panther; he held the photo against his chest protectively. "Tek." I said quietly, looking at his eyes. "Are you gay?" I asked, with as much of a nurturing tone as I could. "No!" He shouted instantly, backing up from me. I blinked and looked down, thinking as fast as I could of what I could do. "I am." I said suddenly and unexpectedly by even me, causing me to blink, as well as the panther. "Wh-what?" He asked, his eyes focused one me, his voice trembling. "I am." I said once more, a monotonous tone used this time. I shrugged slowly, "Grey too, we've been at it for about, two nearly three years now." I said, looking down once again. "It's nothing serious though. Never is with him." I sighed faintly, nodding toward the photo. "Do you miss him?" I asked him slowly, my eyes fixed on the panther. Tek stared at me for a moment or two before shaking his head "N-no...He," his eyes looked down as a tear dropped onto the floor "He hurt me." The cat whimpered quietly. I took this as my cue and moved over, hugging the feline, gripping him. "Hey, it's alright." I uttered near his ear. My paws rubbed up and down the kits back, feeling the soft black fur beneath his shirt. We stayed like this for a while; I don't know precisely how long, I just held him, cradling him. Eventually, he moved away, pulling out of my arms as they dropped to my sides, hanging limply. "Do you want me to leave?" I asked softly. The panther only shook his head, pulling another box over and opening it, he pulled out a photo album and gestured me over, opening the blue cover slowly. "This is all the photos I have of him." He muttered beneath his breath. He then began to meticulously describe the situation in each picture and how they'd ended up there, what they were doing, and all other accompanying stories. I let him, I liked it, I was helping in the only way I knew how at the time. My watch beeped, and I looked down to it, it was getting late. Nearly eight o'clock. I sighed and turned to the panther as he closed the third photo album. "I'm sorry Tek, but, I gotta go, it's late." I said apologetically. The panther whimpered and nodded then looked up at me. "Wait, one thing first." He said standing as I did. Once again, I was taken by surprise, the panther pulling me up close to him and locking his muzzle against mine, forcing his tongue into it. I stood there, my muzzle parted for the felines tongue, wide-eyed and staring off into the distance, but only for a brief second, I gave into my urges, kissing back into the panther's mouth, my tongue pushing into his muzzle, back against his own tongue, toying with it. He tilts his head slowly, our tongues slipping over each others. I felt him pushing me backwards slowly, his eyes were still open, guiding himself and me as his arms coiled round my waist, holding me as tight as Grey did. He pushed me back further till I felt my legs knock against a metal bar, pushing me down now. I landed on his futon that was along one wall of the room, his kissing suddenly rising in passion briefly before breaking the kiss. I lay there pinned by a larger, black panther; my eyes couldn't help but flick to his crotch where I saw the tell tale sign of an erection in his jeans. I looked up to the panther, who licked his lips lustfully as his paws moved to peel the shirt off my back continuing, lifting the tee over my head and large ears roughly, forcing my arms above my head. The panther ground his crotch against my waist, his shirt already lifted off, he loosened the top button of his jeans then slowly pulled the zipper down, teasing the denim off his legs, I saw his tail flicking about widely behind him. He continued pushing his jeans down to his ankles, wriggling back down to my knee level and yanking jeans to me knees. The panther now blinked, his head tilting to one side. "Heh, commando," He uttered, his paws gripping my sac and giving a tight squeeze, a soft moan emanating from my muzzle. I didn't know what I was doing right then, willingly letting the lust filled panther have his way with me; I just blame it, if you can call it blame, on my submissive nature. His paw squeezed once more at my sac, rubbing up over my sheath, the fur making me tingle in pleasure, my back arching slightly at the waste, murring faintly, very faintly. His own, spined member stood proud in the warm summer air as he began to tease my own out of it's cover, not requiring much effort to do so, the pink head of my vulpine member quickly slipping out. I felt my jeans slipping further down my shins and then forcibly pushed off my ankles, with a footpaw I guessed as his paws were quite busy. One of which, when my jeans lay elsewhere, slipped between my legs, easing my thighs apart. I felt an extended claw scratch very slowly over my tailhole, pushing in making me yip lightly into the air, which was quickly filling with the scent of male musk. I moaned suddenly as I felt a cat's paw wrapping round my fully extended member, squeezing the nerve filled knot at the end. The paw started moving up and down my shaft quickly, pulling and teasing the flesh of my sensitive head. Instinctively I bucked up into the paw, thrusting into the panther's paced paw. Groaning as waves of pleasure bounced about my body, pre dribbled from the tip, beginning to soak my member, and would have to the cats paw if he hadn't retracted it, making me whimper in unfulfilled desire. "Not yet." He said quietly, leaning down to me, his soft belly fur rubbing on mine. I felt his legs wrapping around mine slowly, keeping them spread, kisses were placed on my neck, kiss after kiss up and down the nape. I murred increasingly louder with each till I felt a familiar but different sensation; I felt a warm member head poked up to my tailhole, pushing against it, prying it apart, my tails straightened, tensed by the sudden act, up my spine, I could see the panther flicking about high in the air. I moaned faintly as, suddenly, the cat put more effort into his teasing my ring giving in and spreading for the shaft. The cat above me purred loudly as his member was enveloped by my flesh, squeezing tightly round him, the moans of his prey giving his much pleasure, the knowledge of the agony caused by the spines passing into myself. Pulling back and forth along my passage, quickly filling it with his pre, the translucent liquid flowing into me. Time passes like this, the seemingly insatiable cat's pre filling me with each stroke, my belly heated by the friction of rubbing fur, my back arching with each deep thrust he uses, moans escaping my lips as pre soaks my belly, his chest. Until, quite suddenly he thrusts once more into me, burying his whole length inside me and firing his seed, the warmth of the fluid filling my chest with excitement, my heart beating faster then before as I'm filled by the black feline. I moan loudly at the thought of that, my back arching up against his belly. Too soon it seems, his orgasm subsides and he lies on top of me, we talk, kiss, and eventually drift off into a sleep. "Druin," I hear in my ear, softly as I slowly rise from my sleep. My eyes open to see a black panther, who smiles to me, stroking a knuckle across my cheek. "Hey there foxy," He says, I giggle. "Hey, good morning." I say quietly, licking the cat's cheek. "Sleep well?" I ask, my voice loudening slightly. The panther nods to me and begins licking my face for a period. "Thank you..." He mumbles quietly, I wrap my arms round him, pulling him close and smiling. "That's what friends are for..." I say quietly, with a giggle. The day passes, we spend it mucking about, playing video games and the usual teenager crap. I do go home that night though, where my mother waits angrily. That Monday, when Tek meets me and Grey at the top of the hill he smiles broadly giving the usual greetings, then Grey, in his eternal happiness clasps his arms over both of our shoulders and pulls us against him. "So, you guys have fun?" He asked, his head alternating at who he looks to as he speak. We smile, me and Tek, to each other and nod. "Oh yes." Tek says, smirking. "We're doing it again next Saturday, you're coming this time right?" "If you had that much fun, I'll be there." He chuckled. I looked over to Tek once more and smiled. "Oh yeah, we definitely had fun..." * * * Talk about a corny ending huh? Yup, that's it, my second story; twice as long as the first, at least. But it was fun to write. I feel I must make an apology to anyone who e-mailed after the last one and didn't get a reply. My junk box filters were too high and all of them were going in there. But I got a few of them at least. I'd also like to thank all those who did e-mail me. Thank you. 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