Leaving On A Jetplane
This is a cliche, a story that's done to death but a theme that's generally popular. Still, it was one of the ideas I had in my notebook and I got the compulsion to type it out. Next I may be beginning work on my first story series, featuring action, super heroes, and guns. Until then, I hope you enjoy this little story. The characters and the story itself are of course, mine. If you aren't able to legally read about gay furry ass sex then read no further.
If looks could kill and inanimate objects could die, the monitor that Riley was glowering at would have surely died a horrible, horrible death. The mouse's youthful, pretty face was contorted into a baleful expression directed at the device in front of him. He wasn't the type to get angry all that often, especially not about things he could do nothing about... But now that the day had come, things were completely different. He'd told himself he would take it like an adult, that he wouldn't make Blair feel guilty. He'd told himself that he wouldn't let his emotions get the better of him. He'd told himself that it wouldn't be the end of the world... He had to have been a horrible liar, because he couldn't even convince himself. Now that he had completed his microbiology degree, his roommate Blair was leaving.
He was going to Seattle to get into some company, the name of which escaped Riley's already frustrated mind. His family was tied into the company in a big way, so for Blair to get a job there it was no real surprise. Ever since they'd become good friends, Riley knew it was where Blair was going to end up. The husky talked of his future job often, not just of the money he'd stand to make and the career he could launch but of the work he'd get to do. Riley didn't understand a damn thing about anything beyond high school biology until he'd met Blair, nor had he been interested in learning... But when the husky got worked up and started to talk, there was no stopping him.
Blair talked of every little thing concerning it with such an excitement, an electricity in his voice that it held Riley with rapt attention. It was like a scientific siren's song laced with Latin as the terms, theories and curiosities of biology were laid out before Riley by the husky. In turn, Blair would listen to Riley whenever he'd start gushing out techno babble, holding eye to eye contact whenever they spoke. It wasn't that Blair was interested in the subject, he merely feigned interest for Riley's sake and that the mouse knew. But whenever he got to speaking with the handsome husky for any real amount of time, with his startling green eyes staring him down... His mind would go blank, he'd panic, and he'd be unable to think of anything but the study material he'd fanatically memorized for his computer science classes.
By morning the husky would be gone on a late flight across the country, and though they talked of meeting again Riley was worried he'd never seen Blair again. Rationally, logically, he knew that Blair was a good friend that wouldn't likely forget him. Yet still, in his heart he worried that once Blair got involved in the work he loved so dearly he'd just be brushed aside to the corners of his mind. He couldn't bring himself to leave his bedroom and go out to see the husky, not without those thoughts stabbing into his heart at the very sight of him. He'd had a thing for Blair for the longest time, not just based on looks but on who the husky was as a person. That wasn't to say he was bad looking but he wasn't athletic, he didn't play any sports or have any active hobbies aside from jogging. Every morning, rain or shine he'd be out running up and down the block they lived on.
His mind wandered memories of the husky coming in on the rainy mornings after his runs, soaked to the bone in his tank top and skimpy little grey shorts. The very thought was enough to tinge Riley's large ears with a red blush, his anger subsided by a flash of lust. He was also a good person, someone that was always there for Riley. Whenever Riley was short on rent, whenever he ran out of his favorite snack, whenever he had a bad breakup with a boyfriend... There was his perfect, black and white furred rock. Blair had never once let him down, never once yelled at him, never once pushed him away when he needed a little comfort. Blair was straight but that didn't stop Riley from longing, though it had mostly just been a stupid, fleeting wish until a few months ago. That was when like many other Friday nights, they'd gotten drunk while watching a bad sci-fi movie... And fumbled into a kiss. It was messy, the two were so piss drunk they could barely keep their muzzles touched together...
Yet it had felt so right to Riley that even through the drunken haze he could remember everything with painful clarity. The taste of the hops and barley on the husky's tongue, the way he held the mouse in his arms and dipped him against the couch, the way his hands had felt on his shoulders... He didn't know if Blair forgot the next morning, or if he just didn't want to talk about it, but that had been the only romantic contact the friends had ever had. Riley didn't want to bring up the subject and risk a thing, to bring up a mistake that Blair had probably forgotten long ago. He reached into a jar beside his computer and grabbed a handful of chocolate covered coffee beans, tossing them into his mouth. He'd just have to trust Blair would come see him again, and if he didn't... He just hoped that the husky would be happy wherever he was.
Blair stood in the living room with a brown paper bag in one hand and a rose in the other, his eyes on the shut door in front of him. Riley was angry at him, or angry that he was going, both in all likelihood. Blair looked down at the rose he held in his paw and then at his reflection in the TV screen to check his short black hair. It was hard to say if what he was about to do was the best choice he'd ever made, and impossible to say it wasn't one he was worried about. But he knew in his heart that no matter his doubts, it was the right choice to make. The husky opened his roommate's door quietly and stepped inside, walking right up behind the mouse sitting at the monitor. He knew that all his stealth was for naught before he even got close, as soon as he saw the large ears on either side of Riley's blonde hair twitch. He'd never been able to sneak up on him, not a single time in all the years they'd been living together.
"Riley, I... I wanted to come see you, to talk." Blair saw the mouse's slim shoulders grow stiff, his petite body going rigid as his whip-like tail began to drift back and forth behind his swivel chair.
"Why? Is it really going to change anything? Look, Blair, I'm not angry but I'm busy so if you don't mind I've-" Blair put his hand on the top left corner of the mouse's chair and spun it around, leaning forward over Riley to look him eye to eye. The mouse looked like a deer caught in a pair of headlights, his eyes going wide behind his glasses as they took in the unbroken expanse of the husky's white underbelly. Even with Blair looking him right in the face he couldn't help but look downwards, his eyes trailing across his stomach, down across his abs then between his thighs. Blair dropped the bag on the floor and lifted his hand off the chair, putting it on the chin of the befuddled mouse. He lifted his head up until they were looking eye to eye again and raised his other hand, offering him the long stemmed rose he'd been holding.
"I've known. I've known for a long time that you had a crush on me. That's one of the big reasons you're so angry right now... But I wanted to give you something before I left to show that I'd always remember you, and so that you'd always remember me." Riley seemed as though he might pass out as he took the rose with a shaking hand, drawing a cross across himself with the other.
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph. I ate so many coffee beans I fried my brains." Riley squeaked out under his breath. Blair laughed and in a moment Riley joined him, slicing through the lingering tension in the room.
"So what are you going to give me?" Riley asked when they finally stopped laughing, to which Blair replied by trailing his claws down the side of the mouse's neck. With his other paw he reached down between them, popping the button open on Riley's jeans without breaking eye contact. It was strange to be doing it to another male, and he wouldn't have dreamed of doing it or anything like it with anyone but Riley... But the mouse was his best friend, and there wasn't a thing he wasn't willing to give up, endure, or try to make him happy.
"Whatever you want me to." Blair murmured back, standing there with an expectant, loving expression, waiting to hear the rodent's wish so that he might fulfill it.
"Just... Just... Ah, I want you to ah... " It was hard for Riley to actually ask for it, his face going red, his eyes looking down and away to hide behind his long blonde bangs as he tried to speak the words that would set the husky in motion. Without warning the husky leant in and scooped him up right out of the chair and into his arms, standing with Riley cradled against his chest. Blair was hardly a muscular guy but the slender mouse was a mere five feet tall and even if he was soaking wet, any guy of Blair's size that wasn't a weakling could easily pick him up.
"Why don't you just let me decide what to do with you?" Blair whispered, turning towards the neatly made up queen sized bed in the corner of the room. Riley stuck his rose in the jar with his chocolate covered coffee beans, leaving it half hanging out of the jar's mouth. As soon as it was out of his hands he hooked his arms around Blair's neck, hanging from it like an adoring lover swooning in his grasp.
"I'd love that." Riley whispered as he hid his face against the thick white fur on Blair's chest, unable to face him as he was carried to the bed. The husky lowered him with all the delicate touch of a husband on his honeymoon putting his wife to the bed for the first time. Blair's hands made short work of the mouse's jeans and the blue boxer briefs beneath, his fingers sliding across the short tan fur on Riley's legs as he was stripped. Riley couldn't have moved if the bed burst into flames, not one inch under his own power at that point. He could only watch as his jeans and underwear were tossed across the room and onto the floor, petrified by an ocean of feelings welling up inside of him. He squeaked when Blair's hands encircled his bare hips, his palms resting on Riley's ass as the husky turned him over on his stomach with his hips held up in the air.
Blair eased down behind him with his hands still on Riley's ass, gingerly pulling his cheeks apart for his first look at his friend's sweet spot. Without even having to ask him, Riley had lifted his tail up and out of the way, curled in the air over his back. It took a few moments of mental preparation, a few deep breaths and bit of imagination to psyche himself up for what he'd planned to do. 'Just pretend it's a woman, it isn't the first time you've done this.' he thought. With his eyes closed he leaned forward and put his muzzle between the panting mouse's ass cheeks, swirling his thick, smooth tongue beneath his tail. Riley shuddered and moaned out louder than any girl Blair had ever been with, his voice cracking and wavering more and more the longer he prolonged each throaty shout. He was good with his tongue, damned good, and if Riley was any indication it was a skill that worked on both man and woman.
Riley's moans, the feeling of the writhing, lithe body in his paws, they were all having an effect on his body. He'd never felt aroused by another man before, but as his tongue reduced the mouse to a breathless wreck he felt his dick grow hard and his knot begin to swell. He pulled his muzzle back and opened his eyes for the first time, his eyes finding the mouse's face looking back at him over his shoulder. It was covered with a mess of blonde hair but he could still see his eyes, and the small muzzle that was hung open and panting for air.
"None of my boyfriends ever did that for me before." He whispered to Blair as the husky stood up, climbing behind the mouse with his hands still on Riley's hips. He stayed off the mouse's back and looked downwards, lifting one hand off the mouse to grab his own dick. Riley stared on as he saw the husky start positioning himself, as if he couldn't believe it was all real and a single blink would dispel the Heaven-sent illusion. Just when he thought Blair was about to lean forward and take him, the husky pulled back and looked at the mouse as if he was trying to figure something out. Riley was worried that Blair had second thoughts, or that he might have changed his mind until he felt the hands on his hips again. The husky rolled him over effortlessly onto his back then put his hands on Riley's ankles, lifting them up to put them on his shoulders. The new position left them looking at one another, letting Blair see the look on Riley's face as he slid the tip of his dick into the mouse for the first time.
"Your eyes are pretty, I want to look at them while I do you." Blair whispered back, staring at Riley as he began to shift his weight forward. They both moaned in unison as inch by inch the dog sunk into the rodent, spreading his tight little ass apart until they were face to face, muzzle to muzzle, and he could feel his knot pressing at the mouse's asshole. The truth was that Blair going through a few 'firsts' of his own at the moment. He'd never had anal and he'd never gotten anything without a condom before, and all the new sensations were bringing him to new heights of pleasure he'd never known of. He didn't even have to think of a woman anymore, his mind solely focused on the tan mouse wrapped up in his black and white arms. He reached forward and took a pair of glasses off the mouse's face, setting them next to the alarm clock beside the bed. His hand then passed across his face, brushing Riley's hair out of his face so that nothing was between their eyes.
"I love you." Riley whispered to him with such sincerity that there was no doubt in Blair's mind that the words were true.
"I know." Blair whispered back as he leaned forward, the mouse's hands wrapping around the side of his head as Blair leaned forward. If Riley wasn't so amazingly flexible and lithe it wouldn't have been possible for the kiss that they shared next. Blair's hands squeezed the body in his grasp and Riley's pulled at his short black hair, holding them together as Blair's tongue dove into his mouth for the second time. His mouth was just like Blair had remembered it the last time, large front teeth, minty fresh breath and a slight taste of chocolate and coffee beans. The only thing that was missing was the beer. Riley nearly bit him as he jerked his hips forward without warning and popped his knot into the mouse, locking them together at the hips.
"D-Do me hard. Screw me fast." Riley pleaded to his friend, his claws digging at the husky's scalp as he pulled at his hair. The husky was grateful for the request because there wasn't a chance in hell of him lasting much longer inside of his friend. If he'd known he was this damn tight, he'd have screwed him a lot sooner! With a nod to show he heard the mouse's request, the husky adjusted himself one last time then he began what would be a rough and demanding pace of thrusting for the both of them. Every push in brought a moan from the dog and the mouse, and every pull back drew a squeak from the mouse as his growing knot tugged at Riley's tail hole. In another context Blair would have been laughing at the rhythmic squeaking, but in this one it only added fuel to the burning fire within him.
Riley abruptly jumped in his hands, jerking against his body at the hips with a loud cry. The tight ass around his dick suddenly became a vice, the muscles contracting and pulling so tightly he thought he was going to see stars. He threw his head back and howled like he hadn't in months, as if declaring to the apartment building and everyone within earshot that he was about to have the best orgasm of his life. With the flood of their combined moans came a flood of fluids, the mouse erupting across his stomach as the dog pumped his seed into his body. Blair kept rocking his hips forward with every shot of cum into the body beneath him, his howl tapering off well before his orgasm did. When he finally came down from his high, he slumped over the mouse in his arms and looked into his eyes again in silence. The two just looked at one another as they tried to regain their breath, daring only to exchange short, brief kisses with fits of panting between each one.
"I love you." Riley repeated as Blair carefully eased the mouse's legs off his shoulders and rolled with him in his arms until Riley was on top of him. His hands roamed up and down the back of the mouse's slim body, finally coming to rest on the back of his head.
"I... I love you." Blair echoed with a degree of awkwardness, to which the mouse wearily smiled, showing off his prominent front teeth. It wasn't long before they drifted off together in each other's grasp, with Blair's knot still tying them together.
When Riley woke, he ran a hand through his hair and rubbed at his eyes, trying to wipe the sleep away. The mouse lifted his head and looked at the clock, fumbling for his glasses to put them on his face. Five AM. He groaned and reached a hand behind him to rub at his ass, wondering for a moment what the hell he did yesterday that made it so sore and-
"Blair!" He squeaked as the memories of yesterday hammered through the fatigue in his mind. Just a sniff at the air told him his memories had to be true, as both he and his room still smelled of sex and the masculine scent of the husky. His eyes swept across the empty bed beside him, then to the rose in the jar beside his monitor, bathed in a pale electric glow. He slipped out of bed and walked across the room to wrap his fingers around the flower's stem, carefully pulling it from the jar to press against his nose. The sweet fragrance filled his mind with thoughts of the husky's smiling face, and of stupid, geeky biology jokes he never understood but always laughed at. His eyes ticked back to the clock, then down at the rose in front of him. Blair's flight was three hours ago, and now... Now he was gone.
His eyes watered and then he laughed, lifting a hand to brush the tears away from his eyes. He finally had gotten what he wanted, and then... Then the husky had left him with nothing but his memories and a single rose.
"I better get you in some water." He murmured to the flower, turning to walk out into the small living room and kitchen combo that made up the main room of the apartment. He stopped dead in his tracks when he opened the door, his eyes going as wide as saucers. He nearly dropped the flower as the tears began to trail down his cheeks, his eyes locked on one thing.
"Hey. You want some breakfast?" Blair asked with a tired expression, sitting at the kitchen table with a big brown bag and two cups of coffee in front of him.