Charles n Tyler Part 2
Kinda got this universe in my head where anthro's and humans coexist but in a strict way. This isn't they way they're supposed to interact, but you'll always get those who want to break the rules. Maybe one day I'll get to writing a third part and you'll see why they're not supposed to do stuff like this...
It wasn't long before Tyler bumped into Charles again, both of them ending up waiting in line at the cafeteria. Tyler smiled nervously at Charles, a lot of the relaxed feeling having been washed away by time, and such a public setting. Charles smiled back in the same wonderfully warm way he had in the showers. It reminded him that it wasn't just a dream and the memories of the way Charles had made him feel came back to him, causing his sheath to swell slightly.
"Hey there Tyler, how've you been?" Charles eventually asked shifting his attention to his choice of lunch.
"Oh, I-I've been okay." Tyler stammered back.
"Still doing your running training?"
"Err, yeah. Coach moved me to the weekend though, so I could relax a bit; without all the other kids around, making me feel nervous"
"Ah, that'll be why I haven't seen you around anymore. Shame." The pair shuffled along with the rest of the queue as it moved, both of them ending up at the pay point.
Charles handed over his money first, and then hung around to the side as Tyler paid for his lunch, taking the opportunity to admire the young fellow's slight, yet athletic frame.
"You will come sit with me wont you? Keep me company?" Charles asked as Tyler started to skulk away by himself. Tyler looked up, surprised at the request, strait at that warm smile of Charles'. He was even more surprised to feel his knees go weak and his heart flutter slightly at the sight, then finding himself nodding and smiling back.
"Over here then, where it's quiet." Charles beckoned. Tyler followed him over to a table in a secluded corner of the room where they both slid into the seats opposite each other. Still a little nervous and completely unsure of what to talk about, Tyler quickly got stuck into his food. Charles took a moment to with his sandwich, watching his eating partner with a little smile of amusement.
"Still not comfortable around me are you? I thought we would have gotten past that stage in the shower." Charles said after his first bite. Tyler looked up from his plate for a moment, a shameful bashfulness flittering across his face. "Perhaps we need some more time getting to know each other."
Tyler suddenly startled as he felt something brush against the inside of his leg. Sitting bolt upright he glanced down to see a sock edging its way towards his crotch. He looked back at Charles, who nonchalantly took a bite of his sandwich then put his finger up to his lips. Even before the foot had made it all the way between his legs Tyler's sheath had fully swollen and started to let its contents slip out into the openness of his slack underwear. A jolt of electricity shot up his spine as the first tow made contact with the underneath of his growing meat, causing it to inflate even faster, quickly becoming taunt and hard in his crotch; tenting out the front of his trousers.
Tyler looked round nervously as the other toes came into contact with the fabric covered pole, parting themselves around it until the ball of the foot pushed firmly against the shaft, causing it to twitch and release a spurt of pre into his boxers.
"Don't worry; no one can see us here." Charles said reassuringly as he put extra pressure into his friend's penis, massaging his toes into its length. Tyler's grip on his hamburger tightened as he suppressed a whimper of pleasure. Charles smiled back broadly and continued. "You're a sexy little fox Tyler, with a cute cock. I wouldn't mind spending more time with you." The foot gave a sharp thrust causing the young foxboy to gasp as another load of pre was released into his underwear, slickening its movement against his sensitive shaft; heightening the pleasure and causing him to start panting gently.
"So what do you think? Would you like that? Could we be friends?" Charles continued, in a soft, delicate voice, while his foot started moving more rhythmically; pushing the ball of his sole up and down the full length of the cotton encased rod. Tyler swallowed hard and nodded back gently, his breathing growing heavier with each movement of the foot in his crotch. "I....would very much....like to get to know you better too....Charles." he managed between breaths.
Even through his trousers Charles could feel the swelling that was Tyler's knot. He gave one last push, placing the full length his foot against the foxboy's cock, causing it to twitch and spasm, releasing a series of thick, white explosions into his boxers. Charles' smile broadened more as he watched Tyler's body stiffen and felt the resultant squishy mess under his foot.
Coolly taking another bite of his sandwich Charles removed his foot from Tyler's crotch and slipped it back into his shoe then placed his lunch down on the plate and slid it across the table to his 'new' friend. "Here, you finish it for me. I should get on with work." Tyler just looked between the food and Charles, trying to regain his breath before anybody noticed.
"I'll see you around cutie." Charles said with a wink, before quickly getting up and walking away; leaving the spent teenager looking down at his crotch and the large sodden patch there; wondering how he's ever going to leave the cafeteria.