Darn That Boy - Mornings, Mountains, and Matings
Just another day in the life of Ashley. First in a series.
I wrote the bulk of this in my head while standing in the shower a few nights ago. There's a lot more to this story and I plan to continue it. I have other series that I keep wanting to finish but I tend to run into the problem of 'playing' them out in my head fully. Once I finish them in my head, I lose the will to write them... So... with that said... between keyboarding sessions on this series, I am only going to play smut of these characters in my head. That way I will actually finish a series! (Planning for four installments... I think!).
Sidenote: in most furry stories I've read, it's always the twink that is afraid of being beaten to a pulp by a bully of a jock, or a jock so deeply closeted he doesn't want to risk kissing his long time crush. Well... this takes the opposite approach... kinda. You'll just have to read it and see what I mean. >:3
Darn That Boy: Mornings, Mountains, and Matings
This is what he loved. So intently he stared intently across the room at a black tailed deer he wished he could get his fingers on. The perfect curve of the hips, perfectly moisturized mid back length hair, the slim core that shaped an hour glass, and the ass you could bounce a summer sausage off. The low cut line of the deer's low-waisted panties gave away that slight curve of the belly; it wasn't totally narcissistic to admire a nearly naked reflection in a full length mirror. Ashley, or Ash as most of his friends called him, was quite literally a boy stuck in a girl's body; well mostly girl body. If it wasn't for his flat chest and ample male bits bulging the front of the powder pink lace booty shorts, he would likely be in some clothing catalog with white feather wings on his back. He turned to the side and admired the flattened curve of his belly and the round butt he found could even get the straightest of boys to run away with a binder over their lap. "Oh, Ash... why do you have to be so hot," he smirked as he took a few steps towards the full length mirror and staring into his deadly serious signature brown eyed gaze. He lifted his hooved fingers up and scratched at the top of his head and sighed a little. "Maybe next year..." he said as he looked over his disheveled pink and white dressed bed. Yeah, he was defiantly a girly boy, and loved every moment of it. A soft knock came from the door and Ashley looked over at the clock sitting on his nightstand. Nearly 6:20am. "Ash...?" the knock was delayed the second time, a rather gravely male voice called from the other side of the door a second time "Ashley, you awake?" Then the by the third set of knocks, the deerboy turned his profile to the door as it opened. Ash was never one much for modesty in his own room. He looked up at the door and raked his fingers through his long hair over his still spotted shoulder as a rather heavy set of antlers and a head slowly peaked in, stopped long enough to look wide-eyed over the nearly naked teen then promptly pulled back out. "Ash, I really wish you would cover up before I open the door." The younger deer scoffed and shook his head as he stood in front of the mirror posing as if he was in the window of a Victoria Secret store, "You and mom both agreed. My room, my rules, dad." Shaking his heavy rack and dragging his hooved fingers down the outside of the door the older male grumbled, "I'm leaving in about 20 minutes. If you want a ride, get dressed and fed by then." And promptly the door closed leaving Ashley grinning from ear to ear. 'Man, I love doing that to him,' he thought as he went about digging through his dresser for a pair of fitted blue skinny jeans and a powder pink top that was 'almost' too short. He hummed to himself as he stepped around the end of his brass bed and picked up his backpack long enough to shovel his homework, cell phone, and tablet into his My Little Pony backpack before looking down at his hooves. Clicking his tongue as he looked at the long white scuffmark on the black enameled hoof and scratched his head again, "Looks like I need to repaint them again." He shook his head and trotted out of his room as he slung the overly-heavy backpack and comfortably strode down the hallway. He looked over the family photos of him, his father, and his mother on various trips and locations around many parts of the US. In almost all of the photos he was wearing some form or fashion of pink sense the age of about five. His mother had always insisted he choose something he liked when clothes shopping (within the budget of course). He lifted a hand up and tapped a finger on the frame taken about two weeks before his mother had been diagnosed with a degenerative neural disease that caused her to have random and increasingly strong seizures. He sighed to himself, "That was a good day." He looked the photo over a little longer, remembering that night after the long fishing trip down the river catching a salmon that weighed nearly as much as he did or some stupidly close number. That night was the first seizure the blackhaired doe had. He shook his head a little as his ear twisted around like a wayward satellite dish hearing the faint conversation from the kitchen, "I really wish you wouldn't let him buy clothes like that. He needs..." Ashley trotted quietly towards the opening to the kitchen, grinning a little as he leaned around slowly to see his dad standing next to the stove chewing a piece of buttered wheat toast, his mother happily flipping pancakes as if she had just won the Mother of the Year award. "He needs his father to realize he's a girly gayboy and no amount of boxer shorts or tightywhities are gonna change that." The doe stood there with her hand on her hip and the spatula out to the side as if she was about to pummel the buck with it. "What was he wearing anyway?" "I- I'm not sure I..." Greg, the older deer rubbed the back of his head with his empty hand, almost turning a visible color of pink under his mule-colored fur. "They looked like the ones you wore to bed last week." Ashley snorted a little as he stepped around the wall with a grin on his face, "The fuchsia and pink Cheekies." He snickered up at his dad and stepped over to wrap his arms around his mother, "Morning, mom!" The doe wagged a little at the hug and snickered over her shoulder at her boy, "Someone's been in my dresser again." Greg nearly choked on his toast as he blushed harder, covering his eyes and turning away to the kitchen table. "I swear the two of you are going to end me far before my time." Kayla let out a snort as her son pulled away and trotted over with his backpack to the table, "Not my fault Victoria Secret makes all the best underwear," she said rather matter-of-factly. "And they make my ass look oh so good." The teen plopped down at the table and scratched at his head again, almost immediately a plate of pancakes landed in front of him. "You're head still itchin', kiddo?" receiving a tap on the shoulder from a spatula. Ashley tilted his head up as his mother fished through his hair, the single stich each side his head had fallen out about a week ago. "Yeah. Doesn't look like the implants are gonna take again this year." The older buck snorted over his coffee mug as he prepared for a sip, "Shame. Pair of spikes would really..." he looked up at the four eyes staring at him rather coldly, "never mind." He grumbled a little and folded up the newspaper before standing up and taking it with him. "Heading out in ten, boy." Ash looked up at his mother over his shoulder and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Maybe we shouldn't tease him so hard." They both giggled and shook their heads.
Ahsley propped his elbow on the window sill of his dad's SUV as he stared out into the forest whipping past. It was an interesting experience living in a suburban area with a natural forest backed up against the open community housing complex. Though living against a natural forest made for many mornings of raccoon ravaged trash cans and bare rose bushes. It seemed the wild life enjoyed the area as much as its now bipedal occupants. "So, what's the plan for after school today, Ashley?" Greg smiled a little , looking over at his son staring out the window. "Another Friday, so I assume you'll be studying with Tyler and Tehuantl again?" Ash snorted and tilted his head at his father, smirking a little, "Always insistent on showing your international tongue. Everyone calls him Tehu." The young buck snickered at his dad's expression and leaned back in his seat, "Yeah. Tonight we're working on the fine-shift cypher logarithms." Mental pain was almost visible on the older buck's face, "I swear the school is training you kids to become spies or something." Ash simply smirked to himself as his father drove around the last corner to the school. Pulling to a stop, Greg reached over and patted his son on the knee, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Ash chewed on his own lip, folding his ears back a little at the pat on his knee. His father had never been much of a hugger let alone a knee patter. The young buck looked up at his dad and smiled, "Oh... where's the fun in that?" Ash leaned in and pecked his father on the side of the muzzle before quickly sliding out the door of the SUV, his MLP backpack slung over his shoulder as he swung the door shut. "See ya tomorrow night, dad!" Greg's white muzzle stripes were almost pink with the sheer blush that swept over him. He smiled hard like a kid that had his first kiss. After being stunned for a few seconds he lifted his hand up and waved to his son before chirping his tires pulling away.
Ash looked up at the clock tower on the front of his school and sighed. The tall brick building designed in the mid 50's was starting to show its age; black hands not as black as they should be, the westward face slowly starting to peal, numbers that weren't all that legible anymore; but still did its job of keeping time. "Twenty minutes 'til class..." Ash thought as he stretched his arms over his head and once again scratching his head. 'Stupid implants,' he thought and raked his fingers through his hair. Though classes were going to start soon enough, the public sidewalk was pretty dead; typical as most students came in through the East entrance. "Hey! Fagboy!" Ash didn't even twitch at the deep bass voice rumbling down the sidewalk. He closed his eyes and let his arms fall back down to his sides, slipping his black enameled fingertips into the pockets of his jeans to retrieve a hair band. That was just about the moment when he felt the bulking presence behind him, "Faggot little deer like you should be watching their back rather than looking at the time." Ash sighed a little and pulled a stubborn grin across his muzzle and tilted his head back ready to let out a rather retaliatory phrase but simply, "Oof!" came out of his lips. Thick black arms swung around him and pulled him back against a solid built muscular frame. "Hey...!" Ash managed to sputter out as he was lifted from the ground, "Tyler...! Put me down!" The wolf holding him off the ground was tall... much taller than he was by nearly two foot; by far bulkier than a high school student should be; the wolfs torso wrapped in a tight fitting muscle shirt holding in his ripped frame like a sausage casing. Tyler, the star of just about every ball-involved sport on campus snorted, leered that grin only a coal-colored muscle-drunk wolf can. "And why should I, Fagboy...?" His amber eyes drilling straight down into Ashley's with a predatory glare. Ash squirmed a little and pushed his butt back, the tight jeans around his hips almost creaking under the change in shape, "Because if you don't, you won't get laid." Ashley grinned up at the bulking wolf, wrapping his forearms up over the wolf's and stretching his neck up to lick across Tyler's muzzle-tip. Tyler simply grunted and busted into a childlike grin, "Aww...man... I can't even get you to flinch anymore." The wolf finally let the deer's hooves back to the cement and turned him around only to pull him back up against his frame, "Where's the fun in being the Big Bad Wolf if Red Riding-hood isn't afraid?" Ash smirked a little and shook his head before wrapping his arms around the wolf the best he could. Tyler was big and beefy, a perfect hiding place for his girly frame to disappear into, "It's not your big eyes, ears, or teeth that interest me." Ash just grinned and slid his fingertips into the wolf's back pockets. That deviously cheesy wolf-grin slid across Tyler's face again as he leaned down and dragged his canine tongue up between Ashley's eyes, "So I've been told on a regular basis." Of course, Tyler let out a long murr and stroked the deer's back softly. "Did your dad say if you could stay over with Tehu and study tonight?" "Of course," Ash grinned, "he's never been very good at telling me no." Ash leaned his weight back onto his hooves and side his paws around the wolf's waistband to the front of those tight stretched jeans, letting his hands hang on the wolfs belt buckle. Tyler smiled more sincerely than before and rested a thick paw atop the deerboy's head and scratched lightly, "That's what I wanted to hear." The big wolf leaned down and kissed the deer on the end of the muzzle, but not just a light little peck; no, this was the type of kiss worthy of a two-day suspension. Ash of course moaned softly as his muzzle parted and sank into the wolfs, his black tail instantly standing up against his back as he leaned against the meat-wolf, shivering a little at the public display; always a voyeur regardless of circumstances.
But as always, there was a distraction. A thickly accented Brazilian voice almost stealthily appearing behind Ashley, "And what are my two queers up to?" Ash of course squeaked in surprise and pulled his muzzle away from Tyler's, giggling like a school girl. Tyler grunted and smirked up at the equally tall, but less visibly bulky panther, "Tehu... Just because you're a jungle cat, doesn't mean you have to go scaring the stuffing out of our deerboy." Tyler straightened his frame up and pulled Ash in against his belly again, stretching his neck forward and quite forcefully kissed the panther hard. Tehu simply grinned and opened his maw, kissing back just as hard, even going as far as making his tongue barbell clack against the wolfs teeth. Being a substantially large feline dressed in an almost too tight band shirt and jean shorts sandwiched Ashley up against Tyler, pulling the wolf into the kiss a bit deeper, leaving Ash giggling again. If anything, Ashley was blissfully grinning, his tail pinned up against his lower back with the big feline holding him in place. By far it was one of his more favorite places to be, stuck between Meat Mountain and the South American God. But before too long, he was spun around in place and kissing the feline. Just as before, he kissed Tehu with all the vigor he had Tyler, even letting out that little girlish moan. Tyler grinned and dropped his paws on Ash's shoulders and smirked as he stepped up against the deer's exposed back, "Typical," he grinned, "always checking my work to make sure I done it right." Tehu smirked and nipped Ash's nose before straitening up, "It's the South American Lover blood in me." Tehu grinned, his long feline whiskers flaring out, "Got to make sure everyone is satisfied." He stuck his studded tongue out at Tyler and winked. "Excuse me boys," another voice interrupted in a quite authoritative and annoyed manner, "You know the policies about Public Displays of Affection while on campus." It was the principal; middle aged, over weight beaver that always tried to control more than he had authority to do so. Ashley squirmed out from between his two monoliths. With his hands on his hips, he clicked his hoof against the cement, "Yes, I am quite aware of the PDA restrictions on campus grounds. But right now, we are standing on a public sidewalk; which is not part of the school grounds. Now if you don't mind, I was making out with my boyfriends." His voice carried quite a bit of weight on it given his short frame, even the nearby students stopped and looked over at the three males on the side walk but almost hurriedly went back about their pre-bell activities. Ash watched the beaver scowl then stomp back through the double doors of the school. "That old rag really needs to get laid," Tyler snorted. "He always seems to be around right when we are contemplating our relationship in a more... deeper fashion," Tehu grinned and reached a paw down to give the deer's butt a firm squeeze. Ashley of course pushed his rump back against the goosing, "I think he's got the Hots for me", Ash snerked. "Why else would he be so interested in stopping our muzzles from meeting every chance he got and yet walked right by Sarah and Joel making face babies in the upper hallway." The panther quirked an eyebrow, Tyler finished the thought, "Make out sessions that typically end up with someone getting fucked." Tehu lifted his head as if to nod but never dropped his chin down, instead his bright blue eyes eyes caught site of the clock, "Well, shit... we almost don't have enough time." Tyler turned his head up and looked at the clock, "Ten minutes," he clicked his tongue in thought, "only enough time for one of us." Ashley grinned a little and took a few steps forward, "Tyler got first and last ride yesterday," he grinned, "only fitting that Tehu gets first ride today!" He didn't even stop to look over his shoulder; he knew his two shadows were following close behind complaining between the two of them which was going to get dibs first at lunch time.
Ashley had always been an instigator of sorts. Just short of a year ago, his freshman year, he walked into the locker room to get his gym clothes after school and caught Tyler and Tehu making out with each other in the showers. It wasn't just that soft-core making out; it was with raging massive hardons, groping hands, and twisting tongues. Ash didn't say a word, nor did he interrupt. He was instantly attracted to the wet black masses twisting around each other. He simply stripped down and stepped into the showers. He invited himself into the fun by grabbing those two massive cocks and squeezed them. The wolf and panther didn't exactly freeze, but you could see the 'wait... what the...?' slide across their faces then they jumped back, staring at Ashley like some sort of apparition. Ash just smiled and grinned, "You two boys mind if I play too?" Ever sense then, they had been sneaking around campus and putting the screws (so to speak) where they fit best. Ashley seemed to have fixed their general argument of who got to be on top. Over the summer, Tyler and Tehu realized they really couldn't call each other boyfriends without including Ashley too. So, between the three of them, they were boyfriends; always hanging out together, making kissy faces at each other, even swapping spit when they got the chance. But now Ashley was a sophomore, no longer on the bottom rung of high school hierarchy, but still in need of protection from the campus homophobic bullies that cursed the hallways looking for someone to throttle or shove into a locker. Ashley now had two brutes willing to fold a car in half if it meant protecting him from danger. He was well protected by two star athletes that were not just openly gay but open with their relationship with the deer. This year he carried himself with more pride and less angst as to the beginning of last year, ducking from wall to restroom to class to avoid attracting a bully. Overall, Ashley was in a much better position, so to speak, than the first few months of his freshman year.
Tyler bolted the door shut behind him after ushering in Ashley and Tehu to the most remote restroom on campus. It was so far out of the way that it wasn't likely to even be used until wood shop (across the hall) classes started in a few hours. "Alright, fine. You win Tehu," Tyler grunted failing arbitration, "you get him now, I get him at lunch time." The wolf was more faking his agitation just to get Tehu's heckles up. Tehu, however, wasn't even listening. He was already had his shorts around his ankles with Ashley's' face mashed up against the front of his obviously boner-concealing jockstrap. Already purring like a housecat, Tehu pushed his jockstrap down and letting out a pleased groan; his easily softball sized testicles sagging down in the furry black pouch and stallion-grade cock arching up over Ash's head. "Don't take too much time there, Deer. We're already at my speed record." Ashley grinned and stood back up, wiggling his hips as he pushed and wiggled his jeans down over his hips, not even taking the time to pull them all the way off before turning around to grip the edge of the free-hanging sink. "Good thing I remembered to prep after showering this morning." The feline's wide paws landed on Ashley's hips readily and didn't hesitate, apparently already wound up from making out with the two on the front sidewalk. Using one of his paws, he pushed the fat wine bottle thick tip of his dick up against the deer's tailstar and thumped his hips forward roughly. Ash grunted and pushed back, not even waiting for Tehu to push forward again, his ass parting open with the trained proficiency of a power bottom taking in every last inch of that thermos sized cock. All he could do was let out a little groan and grind back in place. Ash was instantly ready to be throttled, yanking himself forward almost off the panther's cock before slamming his ass back to the cleft of the panthers groin. Leaning against the door and massaging the bulge swelling down the thigh of his pants, he always liked to watch such a brutal fucking. He knew Ash could take it though. Defined smacking sounds of the panthers sack slamming up against Ash's backside turned him on just as much as the deerboy's squeals of bliss. Even though Tylers cock was just as big as Tehu, he had a knot to contend with which meant he would be stuck for at least 20 minutes. Tehu, though, got the enjoyment of the dump'n'go. Ash squealed like a bitch in heat as he slammed his ass back over and over again, taking those hard pounding thrusts square against his ass as the panthers fingers circled around his hips. Ash loved the simple things, especially when it was more for getting off than love making. Each of Tehu's thrusts sawed that fat black shaft against his prostate making his fur bristle. Each hard thrust slinging his weight forward enough to make his nearly nine inches of deer cock slap against his belly, "F...fuck...!" Ashley grunted and bit his lip. He was already on the edge of blowing but was bearing down tightly around the panther's shaft to try to hold it off for a moment or two longer. Tehu, on the other paw, was having none of that. His thrusting didn't slow down and didn't even change when the deer started to grip his massive shaft harder. Each thrust was picking up in speed and urgency as the panther 'needed' to nut quickly. "Yes...," he grunted, "fuck...!" Tehu's Portuguese accent always gave the urgency something bit more of a sultry mode even though his shaft was puffing up wider. With, a muted feral roar, he hilted he himself fully; hard enough to mash Ash's face against the over-sink mirror. Ash of course didn't mind being handled so roughly, but always bitched about having his head thumped against the glass, but at the moment he didn't care. The instant the panthers thick wad of cum slammed deep into his ass, he came. Every time he was jackhammered, he always came and was never quiet about it. He squealed like a cub that just got the one special Christmas gift he had begged for all year. He was in bliss, slinging his own orgasm against the wall under the sink. He was a girlyboy, but he came like an all-state football player. Tyler snorted a little and licked his lips, wagging as he stoked the long bulge tenting the thigh of his jeans out. While he did like to take it up the ass once and a while, he was never one to give a blowjob but just watching the deer's cum hit the wall like that made him want to lick it up... until his ears flattened out at the sound of the school bell. "Ah... fuck..." he said quite tersely, "fastest six minutes I've counted." Tyler, of course, grinned that award-winning smile and unlocked the door and stepped out into the hallway; not even waiting for the panther to fully pull out. "Wait a fucking minute...!" Tehu was still panting and shoving his cum-dripping cock back down into his jean-shorts (which almost weren't long enough to hide it) missing his jockstrap entirely. The panther slung his backpack over his shoulder and darted out the door after the wolf. Ash, on the other paw, wasn't even lifting himself off the sink yet. He was too busy enjoying the afterglow to notice the metal door slamming shut as the other two disappeared. When he realized the silence, he moaned softly and straightened himself and stroked his cum-warmed belly. He slowly pulled his booty shorts and threading his tail through the opening knowing that Tehu's deep planted gift wouldn't be safe to carry until the next period break. He took in a long deep sniff, smelling the smut in the abandoned restroom, and grinned to himself, securing his tight fitted jeans back in place around his hips and carefully tucked his waning lace covered erection back through the fly. With another moment he straightened out his shirt and pulled his long black hair into a ponytail with the hairband he had pulled from his pocket earlier while smiling at his reflection in the mirror. Meeting his brown-eyed gaze, he smirked at his refection as he had less than an hour ago in his full length mirror, "Another great day to be had." As he picked up his backpack and settled it back on his shoulders, the restroom door opened and in stepped that old beaver, seemingly surprised to see someone in this particular restroom. Ashley smiled as he saw the beaver sniffing the air, spotting the fresh streaks under the sink, and about to say something. Ashley lifted his hand and smiled at the beaver, "Sorry sir. Gotta get to class!" and darted around the older beaver standing there, trying to decide of what or how to speak.