Those Banana Days -(Chapter 4)-
#4 of Those Banana Days
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Those Banana Days
CHAPTER Four
I'd say it is a terribly funny reason I got into this type of work, don't get me wrong, I can work damn hard at anything, given the proper amount of time and understanding of it all, heck, I even do odd jobs outside of this, or even a regular job that I sometimes go in for when I want some extra cash and some places to put on a resume. Guess you could say I like to impress the father, big burly man, runs his own business and lets me have a place to work whenever I come home for extended periods of time like summer break, winter, Easter, what have you.
He's proud of me, I like that. Hard man to impress at times, he's oldschool too, which means, if I raise my tail for another man, he'd disown me. Hey dad! I got a quickie in with a dude before you even showed up! Ah, I wonder what would happen if I said that to him out loud.
Would be entertaining I think, but, thankfully, I do have a side that likes the ladies. He pats me on the back whenever he visits and sees me steal an ass swat or long kiss with a girl.
Oh good Lord, if he were to walk in on this here 17 year old otter boy blowing me, he'd probably go down for murder, I could nev-!
Ouch!
"Watch the fucking teeth, bitch!" I hissed into a whisper while tugging at the back of the kid's head to pop him off me, he was doing good right up until then, geez, can't a guy get lost in his thoughts during some form of sexual act anymore?
He looked up at me with a blush across those soft furred cheeks, I love the dark cream color of his chin and throat mixing with the hazel brown color of the rest of his fur, makes him look adorable. Though, the fact I'm getting off to an underage guy turning 18 in 4 months might take away from that fact. Who cares, he's fucking hot, freshman with a late birthdate, come on now, who would pass up that opportunity?
"S..sorry David..." he pathetically apologized while placing a webbed paw around my slobber covered cock, stroking it a few times as I looked him over. I just sighed and pushed him back down. He likes the rough aspect; I could tell when I met him moving in two days ago. I helped him move in, carried some boxes, chatted it up with him, he was a funny guy, still young, that was for sure back then.
Maybe it was a mistake for me to get him drunk the day after for a welcoming to college party, I can't say I hated it, we both got hammered, him more than I to prove a point I think. However you see it, we ended up on the couch with him grinding on my lap while making out for a good half hour, don't think everyone here loves to dick though; I just bring out the gayness I guess. He was a good kisser, soft and gentle, whiskers tickling my face every now and again.
I stroked him off through his Skinny Jeans, fucking hipster with that belt of every color like a damn neon sign. He came while pressing up against me, whimpering so gosh darn cute-like I couldn't help but keep him going, making sure to fondle his sack and give a good few more strokes to make sure he truly got off.
Great way to make a friendship I should say.
He's actually paying me back right now for that evening, I probably should have told him no when he came to my dorm today, seeing as my father and mother dropped in for a surprise visit just twenty minutes before the otter pup came in, but I had yet to get off today and hiding a boner with your parents there is both horribly embarrassing and hard!
"Yeah mom and dad, this is Greg, he needs some help with a little project, only take a second!"
Was the line I used, they believed it and went back to chatting with my other dorm mates and watching tv, they like the others, pretty funny.
He is a rookie for sure, but damn hot. He sucks my meat decent alright, the few pictures I have snapped already of it are going to be a great reminder for later on, or for if he decides to try and screw me over somehow, gotta be prepared. He slides his tongue up under my foreskin, rubbing it around the sensitive head while stroking the base of my cock, tugging every now and again at the extra flesh so many guys get cut off, I like it. I also like the way he gags every two seconds, under ten blowjobs I end up guessing is the amount he's done, not my problem if he loses his lunch.
I scratch around his ears and gently start bucking into him, being careful not to give him his first deepthroat. He likes it, pink polkadot boxers exposed and a pre trickling Otter dick assures me of it in addition with that rudder of a pointed tail flicking around. What a subby twink, adorable for sure, he'll fit right in hopefully!
"Mmpfh, close your eyes and open your muzzle." I ask, or command as he heard it, doing so obediently, need to finish this fast! Been in here for 5 minutes already.
I wrap my hind palm around his shaft while still sitting down, stroking myself off in tune with his footjob. I finish on his face after a short few moments of working myself, having snaked his sack out through the boxer slit with my other hind palm, giving him a total foot work out that ends with white streaks over my feet and up his shirt. He says I taste good with one open eye, the closed one coated in warm semen and a licking of his lips. I wipe my feet clean off on him, give him a sweet smile and kiss him after pulling him up,
I thank the boy for the repayment, which I said I didn't care for; this was just two friends having fun, see how I did that? Turned it around, made him feel good and I think he likes me! We rub dicks playfully and giggle like two boys doing something they shouldn't before I leave him to clean up, a bright blush on his face after I say maybe I'll suck him off next time. He swats me on the ass before I open the door, young body, mature mind, interesting. Thankfully it was fast, so not too horrible a musky smell for the parents to find out, wouldn't matter seeing as we already made plans to have lunch at the local pub I work at, have some amazing food, that's for sure.
Damn, it's good to see my parents again. Just that hard working Primate they reared, as my mother likes to put it, feels good being that guy for a change. A little change is good for you, trust me!
Of course there was plenty catching up to do, and we did just that, haven't seen them in ages, so there was plenty of yapping going on within the confines of the vehicle on our way to the business, you know how it is, the mother doing all of the talking and asking while the father pipes in only so often. I cannot complain, tis nice to see them again after all, been nearly 6 months I do believe, don't really keep track of that, seeing as when you're away, you don't plan on going home after leaving too often other than holidays and you need a place to crash!
Plenty of topics for sure, what I'm taking in classes now, how I've been doing, the father piping in with some questions about girls, just making sure I reply like any straight Monkey would do. I tell them I have a nice little thing going on now, they buy it, cannot help but chuckle under my breath.
Yes, I'm in several relationships of the prostitution type, the money in my wallet I'm offering to buy the parents a nice meal out and catch up wasn't earned by working in that sense. Yeah dad, this twenty here with the blue marker on it was when I took it up the rear end, by a male of course!
I giggle to myself while riding in the back of the SUV, spacious, I bet I could attempt to have an entire orgy inside of here, you'd never get that musky smell out and that's for sure!
Let's see, father's in a nice button down shirt, slacks and nice dress-like shoes while the mother is wearing a nice blouse and long skirt, yet here I am, regular shirt and shorts little mangy hair from the lack of getting ready seeing as the parents showed up and I could only spend so much time loving that sweet otter muzzle! Damn he looked adorable down there, will have to have him over again, fun kid.
"David! This is the turn right?" My mother asked with a slightly irritated look about here, my eyes snapping back from the daydreaming eye-out-the-window position I had let myself fall into, the word flaccid being a word I'd not use now says my palm covered lap.
"Yeah Mom... that is the pub right over there..." I sigh out softly, not believing I could actually get myself hard with the parents so close, no I don't think about incest! I was thinking about underage otters! Total difference!
A quick few rather un-tasteful thoughts, yes fellas, I do have soooome standards, though very hard to find them out if you catch my drift, and I was able to walk out while not hunching over to hide what would have been a deathly awkward moment. Isn't long before we're inside the establishment and seated at the eating side of the building, nicely arranged booths and hardwood stained oak tables litter this side of the place, not too big and not too small, a great place to work too!
The small fox girl leading us around is Cassy with a C, southern bell alright, same grade as me and I think she might have gotten this job here just to follow me, one can only hope a girl likes them that much, right? Hah! Yes, don't worry ladies; I still like you, too!
It isn't busy this time of day, early afternoon now, so our orders are placed without much pause and drinks refilled fast. The waiter being a friendly ass, yup, Donkey, (Bet you thought I was being rude there!) rather tall for his kind, taller than me anyway and it doesn't look like he let his heritage of a hard worker get lost, those muscles! Wouldn't you know a pride ring hanging down his chest in a necklace, fucking fag, great, he'll be fun to work with I hope. I swear, he rubbed my shoulder on purpose while walking back to the kitchen. Hope they didn't notice me looking into his eyes with a silent flirting attempt I didn't even realize I was doing, either way, parents are talking, best pay attention lest I be swatted by mother's tail like how I was as I kid!
The thought and remembrance of my childhood a fond one, nice times going back there. I swear, my mother cries every time because I'm her youngest and last to do everything, should have seen her when I left for college, like a gosh darn dam! But it is nice that they are doing well, father has just made another large client for his business, saying I best keep my studies up if I'm going to take over to be a CEO or some shit, not really my plan, but hey, I'm still young, have those rebellious thoughts and everything. I smile and nod, tossing out a few bits of smart business guy talk to impress the father, my mother having just as good news about a great deal she made too, she's in Real Estate mind you, so a pokerface is good there, but unlike here, it's genuinely great to see her smile. They say Bahamas will be a great summer vacation trip if I wanted to join in.
"I'll have to think about that... might take business mathematics over the summer though to get ahead of the curve." I add with a look over to my father, a smile evident along those Simian features. He's impressed, I can feel it and I love it! The Donkey behind my father's look, however, is another story. I can see him just fine back there against the entrance to the kitchen, looking over me. It should be noted that I, totally wear glasses, make a joke about it, I dare ya! I still look sexy with them on or off, clothing optional! Hah!
Curiosity killed the cat, yet caught the Monkey's attention I can say to myself while getting up from the table, excusing myself to go to the restroom and see if I cannot find a manager to talk to about my hours next week for some test, a good excuse as the special fish plate my mother ordered takes a little longer to prepare than most.
The lightly grey furred Donkey eyes me up, the tip of my head coming to rest under his chin if we were to compare, can't help but give him a little looking over, the creamy white fur around his nose, under his elongated facial features and neck a nice mix I find myself staring at more than any one guy should at another male. Depending on who you talk to of course!
He sneers a little as I walk by, entering the restroom to use one of the numerous urinals, the sound of heavy boots not long after I unzipped my pants for no reason in particular, I've set the bait mister new guy, either take it or leave it.
"Hey man... what's up? Need something? You're new here ri-..." I try to get out before he shoves a hoof-nailed palm between my legs from behind to make me bend over a little, that rough hand bringing new meaning to a bad massage. Took me a bit to realize he was testing the waters before I groaned out loud enough to be heard from outside the restroom the quick look over my shoulder at my parents thankfully showing they were talking with one another.
I lift a leg and look up into the eyes after spinning around of what would be considered rape if he wasn't playing with that ring of his, this is business now.
"Three hundred?" He said in a scruffy voice, smoker no doubt. The thoughts of being caught being less stressful now that I had been more led than brought out through bathroom door, the quick look over my shoulder at my parents thankfully showing they were talking with one another before the side kitchen door of the pub opened up, the stench of the back garbage containers assaulting my nostrils much like the firm palm massaging my crotch was right now.
I'll have to act more manly here... dammit, I knew letting my eyes wander over people would be bad at some point. Can't even play it off as the gay guys just think I'm cute it seems.
"Make it quick, I have things to do..." I whisper, even though we're out back, cars are going to be able to see us for sure when they drive by, fucking hot to think about in all honesty. He breaks the button on my shorts in one tug that leave me in just a shirt and boxers sporting a growing tent before I know it, dammit, I liked these shorts. Good thing I didn't mind the boxers, because the torn remains of those end up someone even more so kinky. His long floppy ears flip around a little and that expression on his face as I bring my own palm to man handle his junk and start undoing his black slacks the workplace provided, priceless, I tell you.
You know? I think my father would actually be proud in some way, managing to keep up a business atmosphere around me in public so people know who I am. Rhueben here, (I found out his first name later of course, his age of 27 and cock size of one and a half fucking feet, too) being the business type hunter it seems. Maybe my dad would like the fact I'm doing business while personal matters await, he sure as fuck does it often I do believe.
Now here I am, three oh so crisp and sexy hundred dollar bills poking out of my crumpled shorts pocket, my boxers stuffed in my maw and the best part? I'm hanging several feet off the ground, back up against the side of the rear end of the pub, screaming bloody murder as that fleshy spire invades me, he's fucking holding me up with his rough palms spreading and supporting my entire weight as the ass.
I'm sure I said somewhere... that... There are perks to this job.... Like a quickieEEEeeeEyyeeeeeessss! Yes you big fucker of an Ass! Yeah... right there.. yeah yeah... gggaaaaah!
I can see him grin at my muffled cries of pleasure and pain, the pre-lubed condom he so thankfully put on does its job of making me feel safe, the fact I'm taking a cock thicker than my arm and basically longer than it too makes me loos it right then and there, the mess of sperm being aimed with both my hands at his covered chest, would hate to come back to my parents with that kind of stain! Oh, did I mention he still has his pants on, nice pair of white briefs only pulled down a little and still manages to get me off, I can see his dark grey work shirt stained with my jism and more so with sweat, fucking hot out here! Fuck... if only he'd take off that shirt, I can't tell shit if this guy is muscled, toned or even fat! Geez... I love keeping clothes on and off at the same time, laaaame,
I nearly go limp and nearly black out I swear, after he literally buried himself in me, I could feel my gusts moving from it... Was at the moment I remembered those of the horse, or Donkey, or even equine, whatever the hell they are, have a flaring cock head... His feet kicked up a little, and he pressed, or should I say nearly squished me against the wall, using only his hips now to finish off that load I knew was so rudely being rejected by the specially made Donkey Condom, those things are huge. Makes sense though, has to accommodate that abusive head inside of me now. He whinned a little and kicked his leg out like a dog getting his tummy rubbed, adorable. I couldn't help but be rude after he pulled out and nearly dropped me, my gaping hole staying open and most likely would for a while, too.
I blurt out an explicit few words as I rub my now tender rear cheeks. What the hell, he rips my ass open yanking that flared organ, of course I'm going to get a little pissed! Could have warned me it was going to hurt that bad! Geez, maybe this was a mi-...
The Ass gives my rump a little rubbing and kisses me along my cheek for a reply, awh whatever, how can I hate a guy like that? Guess I have a forgiving nature, or dirty seeing as knowing that a thing that big, was pulled out of me was hot to think about. I check the phone to make sure about my request of being quick.
"Seven minutes... Fuck that was fast..." I told him while not wasting time getting dressed, tossing him my dampened, spit covered boxers as a tip. He snickered and pulled off the condom, to empty what some would say looked like a large soda spill, so frothy... stringy and thick, damn, I'm going to get hard again.
Even his softening cock is bigger and thicker than my arm, geeeeez, I'll need to suck that ball snot out someday. His cock keeps up a steady heavy dribble of afterglow orgasmic flow as he stuffs himself inside his pants after stroking himself to get a few more thick blurbs of seed to escape. He opens the door for us to head on back it. I think I'll love working here even more now I go about thinking while returning to my seat to some inquisitive parents, my shorts hanging lower than before seeing as they can be held up only so well with just a now damaged zipper and no button.
My hours are good.
The kitchen was a little busy and I helped out.
It was hot back there.
The newbie fucked me outback. I met the new Donkey guy too. Nice guy. Tore my ass up!
Suspicions diverted with just a few reasonable explanations, holy hell this is a little hard to believe I can divert that easily. Maybe I should be a politician or something.
Rhueben doesn't bring the check, only the receipt, how sweet, he's covering the meal which I so kindly take credit for, come on mother, you think I'd let you pay for this? Haha, nooo, I said I'd treat you both and that's that! Just me being a good son and taking charge after all!
A quick scribbling of my number and "Warn me next time you plan to split me in half ;) " on one of the tip bills left behind and a making sure he picked it up, I could see those Donkey teeth from there that grin was so big, I was out the door and in the car for the ride home. Even that didn't take long, the parents said their goodbyes, we hugged, shook palms and I got a complaint of smelling and request of a shower. Thank you, mother.
A cute little paw drawn otter with his head embarrassedly looking to the ground with a speech bubble coming out of the drawn muzzle was found after I had showered and changed into just some loose fitting pajama bottoms to sprawl out for the night of a hurting tailhole on my bed. An icepack settled between my cheeks.
"No homework this weekend... wanna just hang out??" It read.
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Sure why not, couldn't hurt to feel normal again.
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Though I'm sure as fuck not taking him to the Pub! Hah!
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