Maybe Daytona's not so bad
Well, here it goes. I'm kinda new at writing this stuff, but I'm fairly descent at reading it, LOL. So anyway, I would really like some feedback if at all possible, positive and/or negative. Maybe I'll stop blushing before long? (And hopefully I have all the formats and crap right. I'm not that computer savvy!!!)
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Few people from the outside world realize just how dull and boring Daytona Beach is. Luka sure did though. The gray wolf of medium height sat atop his bike on City Island over looking the Halifax River in all its splendid glory. The murky water stunk of decomposing seaweed, dead fish, and just the natural smell that came with brackish water. Sighing at his misfortune at being stuck in this hell, he turned his bike in the direction of Beach Street (which is ironically so named seeing as it is on the Mainland half of the city.)
Luka steadily pedaled his bike Westward along US 92, or International Speedway Boulevard towards his home in the Highlands division, and older, yet well kept neighborhood very near his high school. The wolf had a decent enough life. It had its ups and downs. Like most teenagers, he had a bit of a bumpy relationship with his parents, though over all, he kept to himself, and they let him go his own way. He was doing well in school. Was preparing to go off to college next year, was active in many extra curricular activities. But his parents noticed he wasn't the same wolf he had been in years past. He seemed almost evasive, but they couldn't quite put their fingers on it. -Anyway-
Glancing at his watch, he realized he had to hurry home to get a quick shower before going to hang out tonight, his first night of summer vacation. And it was well deserved: Five people came to visit Florida last year that ripped away most of their days off from school. Their names were Bonnie, Charley, Francis, Ivan and Jeanne. Luka was meeting up with some of his friends to celebrate the end of a grueling year in style. His best friend of many years, a collie by the name of Kristi was due to pick him up in an hour. Turning down the street into the neighbor hood, her car passed, and laid on the horn. "Damn" he cursed under his breath, and pushed himself to go faster.
As he pulled into the driveway, Kristi was leaning up against her car with a sly look on her face. "Your late" she said without looking at him. She knew she was in the wrong, but she loved to spend a few extra minutes with him. If an outsider did not know the situation between them, they would have sworn that the two were madly in love, and true they may have been once, though secretly. The two would never risk their friendship with such advances.
Luka shoved his bike haphazardly into the garage and unlocked the door allowing the two in. Luka was already stripping his shirt off on his way to his bedroom when Kristi cleared her throat loudly. "What?" Exclaimed Luka. "It's not like you've never seen it before..." And with that, he dropped his pants leaving him standing in only his boxers, his tail started sway back and forth playfully as he turned around and continued to his bedroom to gather a fresh set of clothes.
Kristi bit her lip as he walked away from her. If anything could have proven a bigger test of her will a few years ago, this would have been it. All sweaty, his fur was slightly matted in a pattern that led to his waste line. His lean muscles, just out of reach beneath that beautiful slate gray coat... Ugh she thought to her self, and went to the fridge and helped herself to a drink, then plopped down on the sofa and turned on the TV. Mr. Prata, Luka's father entered the house, and walked past Kristi, and she jumped up, and through her arms around him. "Daddy!" She exclaimed in mock ecstasy.
"Why good afternoon Kristianne! Have you been behaving?" Kristi grinned sheepishly and looked down and shrugged. "Well, just remember, it's the thought that counts dear. I just came by to drop off some spending money, and I see he's in the shower. Could you make sure he gets it? And if it happens to get lost between your hand and his, just make sure he gets something to eat later, huh?" Kissing the top of her head "Have fun tonight, my 'daughter.'" He made the air-quotes when he said daughter.
"Yes, father dearest. And say hi to 'Mummy Dearest' for me!" After he left, she sat back on the sofa and waited for Luka to get out of the shower. He always took to long.
Luka stepped out of the shower and shivered as his paws came into contact whit the cool tile floor. He grabbed his towel and began drying his fur, becoming ever so slightly aroused as he did. He had to admit to himself that this was his favorite part of the personal hygiene process. He was after all, gay, and to see his own form in the foggy shower, though not as arousing as it would be if it were somefur else's he couldn't help it. A sharp rapping on the door snapped him out of it. "There will be plenty of guys to look at later, Luka, hurry up!" Luka nodded, though he knew the impatient collie couldn't see him. He quickly ran a brush through his hear fur, and gargled with some mouthwash before spraying some body spray on, donning his clothes, and leaving the bathroom.
Kristi let out a wolfish whistle (pun) as Luka came out of the bathroom, fur still damp in a white body tight t-shirt and loose blue jeans. He went back to his bedroom trailed by Kristi and put on another t-shirt (a looser black one) and then an unbuttoned blue shirt on over that. And nearly an hour ahead of schedule, the two friends made their way out the front door, and into the car.
They headed east on ISB towards the beachside half of the city. As they crossed the causeway over the Halifax Luka observed a pack of tourists marching down the steep grade of the east side of the bridge. "Psssssh," Hissed Luka "What is the point of tourism? The only thing they do is come here and clog up our streets..."
"Economy," said the dog simply. That shut him up. The two were on A1A, the coastal road that runs the Florida east coast, and separates high-rise hotels hovering precariously over the Atlantic Ocean and Downtown. They pulled into the restaurant, got out of the car, and went in to meet the rest of the gang.
"Luka!" Cried Luca (who was called by his last name, Dean, for obvious reasons.) "Luca," greeted Luca back. Sidd was there, as well as Tom, and Seamus, and Kerri, Ray, Trista and a few others that Luka did not really know what they were doing here. They weren't part of the main group. A waiter came up and presented the new arrivals with menus. Luka recognized him from school but could not place a name with his face. But he, whoever he was, called Luka by name, and maybe he assumed he knew his name, so did not introduce himself.
After a very satisfying meal, a better part of the group sat around BS-ing while others went off to where ever it was they were going. The waiter had come by to refill drinks, and since the restaurant was not busy tonight, he had no reason to kick them out. Quite the opposite, he joined them when his shift was over at eight. Luka learned his name was Tobias, and that (to his surprise) he was finding the new guy at the table quite attractive. When he was sure Tobias wasn't looking, Luka caught Kristi's eye, and made an odd motion with his head, not sure if she would get it, but she did. She tried to hide her giggles, but they were loud enough to attract Tobias' attention.
As the night wore on, all the laughing and carrying on got everyone feeling a bit giddy. Luka could not help but feel his infatuation for this slender red fox growing as he watched him give an animated account of a joke he had once heard from a friend about a nun and a rabbi. At the end of the joke when everyone was laughing, Tobias caught the wolf's eye, and held his gaze. The breath in Luka's chest caught, and his heart stopped for a split second. The moment was cut short as Dean bumped into Luka while rocking back and forth, holding himself to attempt contain his sidesplitting laughter. Luka attempted to regain eye contact with the fox, but the moment had indeed passed. Out of nowhere, a flash of lightning illuminated the table through the window. Tobias jumped so high, Luka could've sworn he left his seat, but one thing he could swear to was the sudden and lingering contact between their two feet. Tobias blushed and pulled his foot away, but Luka raised his eyebrows, and shook his head ever so slightly to let the frightened one know it was okay. "Afraid of storms?" inquired Kristi. Tobias responded with a sheepish nod.
"I had better head home before things get too nasty outside," explained Tobias.
"I concur, do you concur?"
"I concur, how' bout you?"
"I concur, but with what?" At this Kristi and Luka (Who that had been between.) They erupted once again in laughter, but Luka could not help but miss the apprehensive look on his crush's face. He really did not like storms, huh? The three of them walked out into the parking lot where the wind had become quite gusty in the advent of the sudden lines of storms that Central Florida is famous for. Another fork of lightning streaked across the night sky, and the fox emitted a whimper. Coincidentally, the two had parked next to the timid fox's yellow X-Terra.
"Shit!" he yelled. Luka was a bit taken aback; he did not see this timid creature capable of cursing. "My keys are locked in the damned car! Umm, I know this is odd to ask of you, but w-would you mind waiting for me to call my home to see if somebody can run my extra key down to me?" He glanced nervously skyward as he held the cell phone to his ears. After a few minutes, "Damn it, I forgot my parents went to Orlando for the weekend. Piss!" He yelled as he kicked his tire.
Luka felt his heart racing as a thought quickly formulating in his mind. Well, should we drop you off at your house?" he asked hoping the only way into is house was a key locked in his car. His ears drooped as nodded.
"I know how to get into my house efficiently enough without a key." He gave a nervous glance at the pitch-black sky, and visibly shivered as a warm zephyr gust blew up out of the west. All three of them could clearly smell the approaching rain. Kristi gestured towards her car, and the piled into the red Lumina. The fox directed Kristi to the north along A1A until they got to the Granada Causeway in the town just north of the city called Ormond Beach. Over the bridge and a bit farther inland, they turned into his neighbor hood, and soon after, into his driveway. Tobias stepped out of the car, thanking Kristi. He took a few paces before truing back around and tapping on Luka's window, and gestured for him to get out. With a confused look on his face, Luka unfastened his seatbelt and left the car. They took a few steps together, and then Tobias stopped and faced Luka.
"Um. Th-this is kinda awkward for me. So, um... Here it goes. Well, I have recently admitted to my self, and no one else, that I am... Well, I'm gay. And before you judge me, I saw the way you were looking at me. I don't know about you, but I like you, okay? So, this," he took a napkin with his number written on it, "is the number to my cell. If you ever decide you want to, you know, get to-together or anything. Then give me a call, okay?" And with that he ran a few steps, but looked over his shoulder to see the thunderstruck Wolf just standing there with his mouth hanging slightly open. From the car, Kristi said, "That's you cue to get back in the car, and drive off into the sunset."
The ride back to Luka's house was quiet, both of them off in their own world. Kristi's world consisted of a Slurpee from the 7-11, but Luka's mind rested on the possibility of finally getting into a relationship. Whit another male at that! When they pulled into the wolf's house, Kristi gave him a quick and friendly kiss on the side of his muzzle. "Go for him," she said in a reassuring voice, and then told him to get out. Through the rain, and Slurpee in hand, Luka dashed up his driveway and fumbled with the key, and fell through the door as it opened. He tried to be quiet so as to not disturb his parents who were already in bed after a long day. He made a quick stop off at his bathroom to pick up a towel to dry himself off with, then proceeded to his room where he took off his shirts and sat on the edge of his bed. While thinking of the cute fox he had met not six hours ago he rubbed his head fur and arms with the towel in order to stave off pneumonia in the cool house. He took his wallet and carefully folded napkin out of his pockets and took of his jeans so that he was left in only his boxers. He grabbed his laptop off of his desk, and made himself comfortable in his bed.
After updating his online journal, sending a few emails, downloading a few songs, and reading one more chapter of an online yiff-romance novel, he closed up the computer, laid it down beside his bed, curled up under the sheets and cuddled up to an extra large pillow in his bed specifically for this reason, and listened to the storm rage on as he drifted to sleep with the idea that me may still be happy yet. That maybe in a world of straight furs, he wasn't alone. As an after thought, he opened his laptop back up, searched through his music files until he came to what he was looking for. "Good moods call for good mood music." And with that, he selected O-Zone to fall asleep with tonight. He enjoyed them greatly, though he didn't understand a lick of Romanian.
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Luka woke up in an extraordinarily good mood. A new dawn was over the horizon in both a literal and figurative sense. "Damn," he laughed to himself as he started singing "Dragostea Din Tei." "I want to learn Romanian. Oh well, now that that's stuck in my head... Breakfast!" Still in his boxers and fur sticking out in fifty random directions, Luka stretched, scratching his belly as he did. At the fridge, he stood looking blankly at the choice of foods in front of him. He settled on a bowl of microwave grits and a glass of orange juice. Afterwards, he brushed his teeth, straightened out his fur, and sat down at his desk. He unfolded the napkin, and wondered whether or not to call now. The day after might seem desperate. Waiting too long might say that he was uninterested. But wait, was he even up at 8:30? Well, there WAS one way to find out. After holding the receiver up to his ear, and hearing the recorded operator telling him to hang up and dial again, he did hang up and dialed those seven magic digits.
Two rings, that was it. "Hello?!" Luka could see the fox's excited face as he spoke into the phone. "Is this Tobias? Hey, this is Luka."
"I know, silly, I have caller ID!"
"Um, right, well I was just wondering if you wanted to go hang out someplace today? I dunno where..."
"Sounds great! But, hey, do you have a car; because my keys are kind of out of commission, remember? Or should I take the Votran to the restaurant?"
"No it's okay, I have a car. When should I pick you up?"
"Umm, let's say, three years ago?"
"That's funny, let me get a shower, and I'll be over to pick you up, okay?"
"Sounds good, See ya then!" Luka hung up. His heart was racing, and his palms sweaty.
In the shower, Luka considered pawing off in the shower to help keep sex off his mind during this encounter with Tobias, but decided against it seeing as he wanted to get there quick. He jumped out of the shower and slipped on the wet tile. He got up off of his butt and blushed thinking of how embarrassing that would've been had it happened in public. Combing his fur, throwing on some clothes and body spray, raced out to the car, only just to remember that in order to operate the thing, he needed the keys. He jogged back inside, grabbed the keys from his desk, left a note for his parents (playing it safe, not knowing when he'd be home) jumped into the black Neon and started out on his way towards Ormond Beach to pick up his potential mate. He knew all of the back roads, so he could avoid the traffic of ISB and Clyde Morris. He couldn't help but sing along to the radio as he made his way across town. He turned down the radio (O-Zone still) and got out of the car while leaving it running to keep the air cool inside versus the humid Florida heat. 89 degrees at 9:45 was stupid in Luka's mind.
Before he could even get up the walk way, Tobias came flying out the door carrying a back pack over one shoulder, wearing a white unbuttoned shirt with a blue shirt underneath, and khaki cargo pants. He approached the wolf as though to hug him, but stopped short not knowing whether or not to continue. There was a pregnant pause as the two just kind of stared at each other. This was the first relationship for either of them.
"So, where do you want to go or do?" inquired Luka as they made their way to the car.
"Well, first, I have a request that we go to some fast food joint for me to get something to eat, if you don't mind. I mean, I hate to do this, but I didn't get a chance to eat. You called and woke me up, but I snapped out of sleep fast enough when I saw who it was..." Luka felt guilty, so he obliged, even getting something more for him to munch on. He marveled at the fox as he ate. He was much too graceful for his own good. What could he say, this was cute!
After breakfast, they went to see a movie beachside, then because the complex the theater is in runs along the beach, the decided to take a stroll. It son got rather hot; so the blossoming couple sat down and just talked. In the time they spent telling each other their life stories, the tide had come in, and they were forced to retreat a few yards away from the water's edge. Luka had taken off his shirt, and was laying back in the sand with his eyes closed. Tobias couldn't help but to stare. He took his eyes away for a moment to see a small tourist, a kitten, trying to be chivalrous in saving the jellyfish that floated ashore. "She'll be sorry when one stings her silly."
"Hmm?" Luka asked sleepily.
"Never mind," answered Tobias softly as he swallowed his pride and laid down beside his wolf. He bravely snuggled close, and to his avail, Luka extended a gray arm out and accepted his company by his side. And there they slept for about an hour. When Tobias came around, he discovered the beach was empty, though it was still daylight. But then it occurred to him. The wind was too still for the beach, the humidity had gone way up, and his ears could feel the pressure differential. He took a deep breath and turned his head towards the west, and sure enough, an ominous wall of dark blue-gray loomed ever so near. A distant rumble of thunder sent him into shivers.
"L-Lu-Luka. Luka!" He stammered. Luka stirred, and Tobias explained the situation. Luka gathered his shirt, and stuffed as much in his pocket as he could. They made a beeline for the access ramp onto the beach. A fork of lightning lit the sky above them, as the clouds seemed to descend on them. Tobias slipped his way under the arm of the slightly taller wolf. "We can head back to my house," Luka offered as they reached the car. Other furs had hunkered down in their cars. In the safety of the car, the trip back wasn't so bad, but Luka had to hold Tobias' hand. He didn't mind at all though.
Upon reaching home, Luka decided to brave a shower to get the sand out of his fur. He had offered the other bathroom to Tobias, but he didn't need one. After his quick shower, Luka joined the foxy fox couch to watch some TV. They sat a bit apart, actually, more out of shyness than anything. But as the storm drew closer, Tobias had somehow manage to get underneath Luka's arm again. This was so nice, Luka thought to himself. With every crack of thunder, or gust of wind, the fox would draw closer to the protection of the wolf. Maybe about a half hour more of this, and Tobias fell sleep in Luka's arms. When he finally woke up, it was 4:30. "Should you take me back before your parents get home?" he asked tentatively.
"Maybe, I'm not entirely sure how my folks would react to see another boy in my arms." He liked the way that that sounded. They got up, gathered the keys, and headed out to the car. The ride back up to Ormond was a quiet one; the rain striking the windshield was the main sound. And although there was no longer any thunder to be heard, the two still held hands on the way back. As they pulled into the driveway, Tobias cleared his throat.
"Ahem. Um, Luka?"
"Yeah?" And as he turned his head, his lips met with someone else's. It was a tentative kiss at first, but as the two slowly opened their mouths, and their tongues intermingled in each other's muzzles. The fox pulled back and with an odd look on his face asked if Luka would be interested in staying a while at his house to repay him for shelter during the storm. "You don't have to repay me, you know?"
"I know, that was a ploy. The truth is, it's lonely at home with no one at home. My parents are at a convention in Orlando all week, and they didn't feel like driving I-4 back and forth five times, so, if you want, you can keep me company?" Luka gave his answer by shutting off the car and stepping out. Luka stepped into the meticulously kempt living room and marveled at how clean it was possible to get a room to be. Tobias stood in the middle of the room with his arms out, gesturing to the room about him. "Whatch'ya think?"
"I think it's sickening personally," snickered Luka.
"Well, let's not judge anything now. You see, my mom is clinically OCD, obsessive-compulsive disorder, you know? Anyhow, she can't help it, and she enjoys cleaning, so it suits her alright. Lemme show you my room, it's more to your taste, I'm sure." The room was small, but comfortably so with dark blue walls and a gray carpet very close to the color of Luka's fur. But most of all, it was clean, but in a disheveled way compared to the rest of the house. And on the wall were two posters. A Russian band called Nichya that Luka knew and loved, but what made his mouth drop open was...
"O-ZONE!?!?!" He stared with wide eyes at the three of them on the poster; the picture was from their video of "Dragostea Din Tei" where they are standing on the wing of a plane in mid-flight. If he had any doubt that this was love, a simple poster expelled all that doubt from his mind. He walked over next to the object of his attraction and put an arm around his shoulder. "I could love you for this, you know?" The fox giggled.
"Into DDR?" Tobias asked with a glint in his eyes.
"Not too good at dancing, actually, but I don't mind it every now and again, why? Do you have it?"
"Maybe" Tobias replied as he turned on the TV and PS2. "I only have one mat at the minute, so we'll have to take turns. Hope you don't mind."
"Not at all," replied Luka honestly as he sat on the edge of the bed. He would much rather prefer not to make a fool of himself. As he was daydreaming about this time at a place that has a DDR machine and him falling forward into the thing while being a little too zealous, a shirt fell atop his head.
"Two points!" cried Tobias as he turned to face the TV again. "Hope you don't mind me doing this with no shirt, it gets hot after a while, you know?" I am sure it does, thought Luka to himself as the music started. It was indeed hot. His plaid boxers rode higher than his pants, a major turn on for some reason to Luka. The fox's tail sung to and from with practiced precision to maintain his balance, the look of concentration on his face, the strip of white fur that traced his spine from below his boxers to his neck. A bead of sweat dripped of his nose. Luka just sat back and watched the show as this god preformed his dance in front of him. After several songs, Luka had lost count, Tobias flung himself back wards into the bed, landing quite heavily and giving an "Oomph" as he made contact with the mattress. It did not squeak. Panting slightly, he looked up at the wolf he was quickly falling for. "You have that hungry look in your eyes, you know that? If you are looking to hide it, try harder. Either that, or come closer..."
And without further ado, Luka leaned back and over, and supporting himself on his arm, set to kissing his fox's neck. The musky odor of a workout filled his nose, and excited him as his hormones began "Jumpin' like a disco." Tobias sighed deeply by the comfort and attention he was receiving. Luka gently lowered himself onto Tobias so that he was pressing on him; the warmth from their bodies was an incredible sensation. Luka paused to remove his shirt to enhance the moment. Before he laid back down, he paused to take in the sight of his love. Stereotypical, he thought to himself, white underbelly, red fur. Tobias, wondering what the hold up might be, opened his eyes slowly, and blinked a few times. The wolf smiled warmly, and returned to his original position, taking Tobias' tongue into his mouth again. Luka moaned in pleasure, then began laughing at him self for doing so. Bit he couldn't help it felt good. More importantly, it felt right.
"Mmm, Wait. Just one second." Luka rolled off of Tobias, hoping he hadn't done something wrong. But to his relief, an great excitement, Tobias rid himself of his pants. Luka followed suit, and when the had them both off, they saw that both of their boxers were tented." He he he, Shall we?" Inquired Tobias timidly.
"Might as well, it's not like we've never see one before." Both of them broke into hysterical laughter, but more so out of nerves because they both knew it was a horrible joke. As the laughter died, Tobias hit his remote control for the stereo, and Enigma started playing "Sadeness," a song that had a certain mood to it. Kissing each other once more, they finally gathered the courage to lower their undergarments.
"Procedamus in pace?" Questioned Tobias.
Luka nodded, he too was familiar with the translation of the song. "In nomine Christi, Amen," he continued along. Tobias had asked "Shall we proceed in peace?"
The two embraced and lowered themselves gracefully to the bed, this time Tobias on top. As their kissing quickly became more passionate, Tobias began grinding into Luka's abdomen, sending waves of pleasure through him, which he conveyed to his love by stepping up the energy put into the kiss. Turned on even more by the sudden zeal behind Tobias' tongue, Luka started to caress Tobias' hindquarters in rhythm with his thrusts. The friction between the wolf's abs and his virgin-sensitive cock was nearing an unbearable status, He began to moan his pleasure into Luka's muzzle. Tobias broke the ongoing kiss and shifted his attention to Luka's neck and ears. He was only able to keep up the fevered pace for about five minutes before it was too much to handle. "Mnah!" he yelled. "Muh, uh." He quickly returned to kissing his loves mouth while deluging the two with his seed. His breaths came in sharp, ragged breaths mixed with moans and grunts. "Wow," he panted. He looked down at the mess between the two of them, cum still dribbling from him. He collapsed back into the loving arms beneath him. Luka kissed his head. "I love you," he mumbled into Luka's chest fur.
They sat there in each other's arms while on the stereo, the CD began playing "Oriunde Ai Fi" by O-Zone a most beautiful song in Luka's eyes. Luka couldn't help but fall for him right then and their. But all in all, wasn't it a little...rushed? So what? :I have to do this for you. You were great," explained Tobias.
Luka had a confused look on his face. "What do you mean? I didn't do anything, that was all you." But Tobias hushed him. Tobias sat himself up on the wolf, and looked, how should it be put? Apprehensive, yet excited to be giving the one he loved the time of his life. Laying on his side, his paw groped the floor in hopes of finding the bottle of lube he kept under his bed for when he felt like pawing off with the stuff. Laughing in his success, he straightened and set off to the side of Luka. He put his face so close to Luka's subtlety pulsing member that he could feel the heat radiating off of it. He licked it five times, each more pleasurable to the wolf. Then, he squirted out a generous amount of the gelatinous lubricant onto his hand and Luka. After evening out the lube, he lubed his own tail hole. This wasn't going to be bad seeing as Tobias fingered himself almost every time he pleasured him self, greatly enjoying his prostate being stimulated. Luka rested his head on a small stack of piles as he watched with brimming excitement, His eyes rolled back and he let out a moan as the lovely Tobias lowered himself on to his cock.
Tobias squinted a bit as the full length of his love slid into him with only slight resistance. His eyes grew larger than saucers as Luka's made full contact with his prostate. Luka put his paws around Tobias' hips and held him steady as his pace sped up. Panting, Tobias said "If you can stave off for about five, mmm, Minutes, I think I can c-uughg, cum again." Luka nodded, unable to say anything at his point. The pleasure radiated through out his entire being. His toes curled, and hi gripped Tobias harder, and emitted a howl. Tobias was sure that meant he was finished, but it did not. "Haha! Sunt eu, un HAIDUC!" He shouted into the night around them. May haps he was an outlaw in this condition. Tobias smirked.
"Yeah? Well, sunt eu PICASSO!" and then he tried to howl as Luka had done, but to no avail. Luka laughed at his ridiculous attempt. He was a cute fox.
As this ultimate display of affection continued, an annoying beeping started, as though and alarm clock were going off.. A look of horror over took all of the pleasure on Tobias's face. "What?" cried Luka with genuine concern. But then his inquisition was answered. He noticed the beeping was coming from a NOAA radio on Tobias' nightstand. He shook his head, this kid's paranoia was astounding. But his thoughts were interrupted...
"The National Weather Service in Melbourne, Florida has issued a tornado warning for the following counties: Volusia, and Flagler, in affect until 8:30 pm. (Was it that late already?) At 7:36 pm, National Weather Service Doppler radar indicated a thunderstorm cell capable of producing a tornado along the I-4 corridor, west-southwest of Daytona Beach. This cell is capable of producing damaging winds in excess of 58 MPH, frequent to excessive lightning, damaging hail and tornados. The cell is moving east towards the City of Daytona Beach and is expected to enter city limits at...." Tobias threw the bottle of lube at the radio.
"Piss on that! Fuck, we're ten miles north of I-4!" Luka raised his eyebrows, he was a little disconcerted by the news that they were in for this rough of weather. But Tobias had already started going up and down like a metronome dose side to side. Tobias' breath became ragged as he began to feel Luka's knot swell inside him.
"Muuh, this is it, I think!!" He grabbed Tobias' cock causing him to gasp. He began pumping in unison with the fox's rising and falling. Luka arched his back, and howled with a look of pure ecstasy on his face. Tobias hadn't taken note of his inability to bring himself up off of his love anymore, they were tied. After Luka's orgasm had begun to subside, he resumed stroking his mate's member until he exclaimed the oddest noise Luka had ever heard. As his cum once again graced Luka's belly, Tobias collapsed onto his chest, completely exhausted from two consecutive orgasms.
"Poor baby," he said under his breath as ran his paws all through his love's fur. After a few minutes of listening to the cracks of lighting (to which in his sleep, Tobias twitched slightly, sending shivers through his spine since they were tied) and regaining his breath, Luka reached over to his cell phone just within his grasp on the nightstand.
"Hello, Dad? Hey, it's me. Umm, well I'm sure you know we're in for hell tonight weather wise. Yeah. Well, I don't wasn't to be out driving in this weather, so could I just stay the night here at Tobias' house? No, you don't know him, but it's cool with his folks. No. No. Yes. Yeah, and he has this really cool DDR pad for his PS2 we were going to try later if the power stays on. Okay then, I'll see you tomorrow. Say goodnight to Mom for me. Alright. You too."
He put the phone back on the night stand and watched as the power went out as a bolt of lighting struck someplace near by. He kissed the head of Tobias, and continued to run his paw back and forth across his back, listening to him snore lightly and whimper whenever the thunder crashed. In all the chaos in the world outside that window, there was a peace as glorious as a serene mountain lake. And still tied together, Luka drifted off to sleep that night knowing that things were indeed about to be changing for him. For the better.