For You
Eli sat down in Soren's little blue
car, a smile on his face. He pulled the driver into a kiss. Eli ran a
hand across Soren's face, tasting the ghost of cinnamon gum that
Soren liked to chew. They broke apart, Eli punctuating the kiss with
a little "mwah" of pleasure. "Hey beautiful." Soren blushed a little at the
complement. "When you're done lying through your teeth, you can
tell me how your third auction went."Eli frowned a tiny bit. "And when you
are done being too modest for your own good, I'll tell you that it
went great. Better than great, thanks to you're genius. Autumn Sunset
got into a huge bidding war. The crowd went wild when I showed them
the leaves you found me and they went nuts. No one had any idea what
I was actually painting until I showed them."Soren smiled. "Did they like the
boxes? Did the vacuum seals work well?" "Oh, they worked great. And the crowd
couldn't get enough of idea that they could own what inspired the
paintings. Even the small stuff went for a good price when they found
out the could get the leaves to go with it." Soren pulled out of the gallery parking
lot"Well, aren't you the wheeler dealer. Do you think you'll do
something like that again?""Nah," said Eli, shaking his head.
"It felt kinda gimmicky to do it tonight. Doing it over and over
would look stupid. But people liked what they saw, and the bigger
gallery attracted some more people. I saw a lot of old faces too. I
think I'm starting to build myself a following." "That's good. You deserve it after
all the work you put in." Soren kissed Eli. "What do you want for
dinner?" "If I said something tasty I wouldn't
be helping much. How about that apple pork tenderloin with dates and
bacon? Do we have stuff for that in the fridge?""I was thinking about that, actually.
We've got all that stuff. I'll get started when we get home." Soren drove home, winding through the
dark, quite roads of Cavalier. They were mostly silent, basking in
each others happiness. Soren and Eli both knew how good it felt to
have a talent validated by others. Eli did it for Soren everyday when
they ate together. Pulling in to their musty apartment, The two
walked inside, Eli fumbling with the key for a second.Soren stuck his head in the fridge.
"Eli, you read my mind. I forgot I started marinating this last
night. Dinner can be ready in about twenty minutes or so." Eli smiled in anticipation of Soren's
cooking. "Sure thing. I'll help you set up?" "Thanks, dear." Eli fished the dishes out of his
cupboard, setting up a table for two, getting out the wine glasses
for a change. Neither of them were big drinkers, and Soren had a "two
drinks" rule that Eli had only witnessed him break once. But he
wasn't complaining. Putting the pork in the oven and the
sauce on the stove, Soren poured them both a glass of red wine,
raising his across the minute table. "To your continued success."Eli rolled his eyes. "You're so
stuffy. To art." Grinning, Soren nodded his head. "Fine
then. To art." Their glasses chinked together and they drank
deeply. Putting their glasses down, Eli leaned over and kissed Soren,
tasting the sweet, dry wine. "Thanks, sweetie." Eli inhaled through his nose, taking in
the fruity scents of the wine and sauce and marinade that wafted
through the lingering aroma of paint. He closed his eyes and savored
the moment of his success, the food in the oven, and his boyfriend's
hand in his. "So, Soren... This auction turned out pretty good.
Better than the last two. What do you think about getting out of this
little place? Nothing luxurious, but if we could move into the city I
could get to the new gallery without you chauffeuring me everywhere."Soren nodded as he sipped his wine.
"Are you thinking of the place you showed me before?" Eli smiled. "It's just too perfect."Soren nodded, putting down his wine and
crossing his arms. "You could afford it last month." Eli frowned, "We could
afford it last month. You'd still be living with me." Soren's face
lightened. "I- thank you."Eli rolled his
eyes. "What, did you think I'd kick you out on the streets after I
invited you to live with me? What kind of person would that make me?"Soren looked down,
frowning. "Sorry. I didn't mean to imply tha-" Eli grabbed Soren's
muzzle and pulled him close for a kiss. He held them there for a long
time. "Don't be sorry sweetie. Just... don't worry about money
right now. You can worry about that when your lab starts paying you a
living wage."Soren nodded, the
oven buzzer interrupting his attempt to reply. Taking the pork out of
the oven, he dressed it liberally with the apple glaze, garnishing
with bacon wrapped dates and sliced red apples. Soren brought their
dinner over to the tiny round table. "So, when should we start
packing?" "Now," said
Eli, smiling through a mouthful of bacon wrapped date. "No offense
to the town, but I wanna get out of Cavalier." Soren smiled. "I'm
sure Wynne will be heartbroken to hear you ripping on her little
po-dunk town. We can pack up some of my stuff up. I know I've got
some boxes lying about. ""That's fine for
me. We can get some boxes tomorrow from the place you store your
piano," said Eli. The two discussed logistics over dinner, the
elation of Eli's latest success fueling their desire to move on with
their plans. Eli got up first, clearing his place and beginning to
put the food into leftover boxes. Eli was almost finished before
Soren was done with his food. "Hey, I'll finish
up," said Soren, placing a hand on Eli's shoulder. "Thanks,
sweetie," smiled Eli. "I need to fish something out of our room
real quick." He gave Soren a quick kiss on the cheek, weaving his
way out of the cluttered kitchen area, swishing his tails as he
walked. Slipping into their bedroom, he checked to make sure that
Soren was busy with the last of the dishes. Silently, Eli shut the
door, leaving it just barely cracked.Eli was peeking
form the crack of the door ten minutes later, smiling as Soren
started on the last pot. "Soren, dear," he called, keeping his
voice neutral, "Can you help me with something in here real quick?""Sure thing,
sweetie," Soren called back, leaving the pan to soak as he turned
the water off. Eli smiled and
quickly jumped backwards, waiting and smiling as he heard Soren's
heavy footfalls reach the door. The door gave the softest of creaks
as Soren walked inside their cramped bedroom. Eli grinned wider as he
saw Soren's jaw drop, his tongue slowly licking his thin black lips.
"Hey there, beautiful," grinned Eli, giving the smallest of winks
as he laid on their bed.Eli
smiled as he saw Soren standing in the doorway, his eyes devouring
his body that he had displayed for him. He was laying in the middle
of their new, king bed, his fur re-combed but stylistically tangled,
his tails fanned behind his back. He had his right arm behind his
head, his left angled so that he had his left ring and little fingers
squeezed lightly in between his teeth. He had nothing on except for
his special pair of pale pink boxer briefs, wrapped almost painfully
tightly around his assets. "Hey there,
beautiful," said Soren, grinning back. Slowly he reached down and
held Eli's hand, bringing it slowly to his lips. He kissed it,
leaning over Eli, crawling his way onto their bed so that he cast a
shadow over his boyfriend. He continued to kiss him as he reached for
the lamp, flicking it off with a finger. The two were cast into
darkness, save for a crack of street light through their shades and
the ghost of their kitchen light. Eli sighed as he
felt Soren's lips brush against his fur, moving slowly up from wrist
to elbow to shoulder to neck. Letting his fox eyes adjust to the
darkness, he found the buttons to Soren's shirt, lightly prying at
the buttons of the steel-blue shirt. Slowly, he unwrapped Soren from
his shirt, running his fingers through Soren's silver fur. Freed of his shirt,
Soren lowered himself on top of Eli, nipping his neck a bit, sighing
as they slid their hands across each others back. "Do you love
that, sweetie," whispered Soren, nipping him again. "Oh, you know you
drive me nuts, dear," smiled Eli, burying his face into Soren's
shoulder. Giggling at the tiny nips in his shoulders, Eli raked his
fingers through Soren's fur, digging his fingers past the fur and
rubbing the soft flesh beneath. Soren was a tad
chubby, but not unhealthily so. Soren didn't like his splash of flab,
especially compared to Eli, who was stick thin and washboard flat.
But then again, that wasn't from being healthy. He literally was a
starving artist as of a few months ago. He had gained at least ten
pounds, but not too long ago Eli could see his ribs through his fur. Eli closed his eyes
and felt Soren's slightly rough black lips brush across his body. He
started with Eli's hands, working down Eli's slightly shaggy arms to
shoulders, neck, collarbones. Eli tilted his head back, presenting
more of his neck and slightly parted his lips. Soren accepted the
invitation, working his way up Eli's slim neck to reach the sweet,
thin, dark lips. Each kiss sent a pleasant swell through his sheath. They locked
themselves together, kissing so passionately that they broke apart to
gasp for air before coming together again. Eli let out a sigh as
Soren ran hands down Eli's slanted hips, reaching his own hands up to
hold Soren's cheeks in his hands. As they broke apart, Eli put a
slender finger on Soren's mouth. "Lie back, sweetie." Soren gave his best
wolfish grin as he let Eli push him onto his back. Eli ran his hands
down Soren's chest, rubbing Soren's belly. Soren gave a little growl
as Eli let that sultry silver fur slide between his fingers. Eli
kneaded Soren's paunch just a little bit. Eli actually loved that
little dash of flab Soren had. It made him so much more cuddleable. Eli moved his hands
south, reaching for Soren's black belt. He deftly undid the buckle,
shimmying down Soren's black jeans. Eli stepped back, eating up
Soren with his eyes. From his muscle vieled by silver fur and flesh,
to his swishing, almost-liquid tails to the magnificent tent forming
in his pants. Soren gave Eli an inviting smile. Eagerly, Eli
grabbed the straining waistband of Soren's boxers and tugged, hearing
a wet "thwack" as Soren's fully extended length was released from
its confines. Eli could feel himself swelling, his own girth pushing
its way past his own waistband, his pointed tip peeking out of his
pink boxers. Soren straightened and lowered his legs, leaving space
for Eli, which he gladly filled. Soren gave a tiny moan as Eli used
his long canine tongue to slather up Soren's member. He worked
slowly, but expertly, drawing his tongue all across Soren's exposed
flesh, lingering over the knot, tip and base of the sheath. Eli
picked up his pace as Soren panted, clamping his muzzle around
Soren's shaft as he continued to wrap his tongue around that
delicious rod of flesh. Gentle, loving hands rand down Eli's body,
hooking at his pink waistband and extracting his legs from his
panites.Soren panted
louder, giving tiny huffs of pleasure as Eli licked, slurped, and
stimulated Soren, moving his muzzle back and forth as his tongue slid
along the sides and bottom. Eli retreated farther back as spasms ran
across Soren's hips. He let out a tiny moan as Soren bucked into his
mouth, a sharp thrust of uncontrolled passion and energy that Soren
always held inside him. Placing a hand on top of Soren's pelvis, Eli
pressed downwards, keeping Soren still long enough to give Soren's
fat knot a strong squeeze. Eli smiled internally as Soren moaned,
"Oh, Eli, please." Eli gave a second,
firmer squeeze, clamping his lips tightly around Soren's shaft,
letting Soren pump himself into his mouth once, twice, three times...
Eli counted six of Soren's releases, letting the warm saltiness fill
his mouth. Call him a whore, but he liked the taste, especially if he
loved the fox attached to the cock. Eli swallowed, savoring the warm
sensation and giggling as he saw Soren spread wide on their bed, eyes
closed in lingering pleasure. Straightening up,
Eli crawled up Soren, kissing his chest and shoulders as Soren
rumbled his pleasure. Eli lay on his side, clamping onto Soren's
side, kissing his cheek and muzzle as he gently ground himself into
Soren, offering his own hard length to Soren.Soren gleefully
accepted Eli's offer, unwrapping himself in order to position the
both of them. Eli felt strong silver hands sitting him upright,
spreading his legs wide and slowly moving his arms back so Eli could
lean. Those silver hands began running themselves down Eli's body in
a sensual massage. Soren held him so tenderly, as if his body was
made of delicate glass and being too rough would shatter him to
pieces. Rough, dark lips brushed against his chest, and Eli ran his
hands down Soren's back as his love worked slowly down. Eli sighed. Eli's length was
throbbing heavily, desperate to be stimulated as it stood poised in
front of his body. Soren grinned before lowering his muzzle slowly,
lovingly clamping his muzzle around Eli's pride, kissing the tip
before getting to work. Soren worked expertly and messily, causing
Eli to shudder as wet globs of slobber rolled down his quivering
length. His tongue danced all across Eli, touching lightly everywhere
but never lingering. As the tension
tightened within himself, Eli felt Soren retreat. Soren straightened
up long enough to kiss Eli, holding their lips together, exchanging
each others tastes within their mouths as their tongues embraced
between locked muzzles. As Soren broke apart, he began to run his
hands down Eli's washboard chest, leaving a harmless trail of blue
sparks as his fingers began to ignite.Eli felt the gentle
warmth of Soren's flames ignite as they reached his navel, traveling
farther to caress his furry sack. "Oooh... Oh Soren, don't stop."
Soren obliged, gently massaging Eli's orbs and sending soft pulses of
warmth into them. he felt himself relaxing a bit, and as he felt
his sack swell Soren's hands traveled to his length and sheath. The
same gentle massage, supplemented by soft fire sent surges of
pleasure through Eli. It took little time for him to look as though
he had stepped out of a scalding shower, his balls sagging heavily on
the bedspread and his length swollen in diameter, coaxed to it's new
size by Soren's warm caress and Eli's passionate lust. "Oh, Soren,
you''re such a size queen," huffed Eli as Soren continued to knead
his sheath and length with ignited paws. "Finish me, sweetie." "As you wish,"
whispered Soren, letting go to let Eli's swollen length sag under its
weight before encasing it in his muzzle again. Eli shuddered as cool
black lips brushed his straining knot and a wet tongue slowly snaked
south. With a warming squeeze of his sack and a pinch of his knot,
Eli let out a lusty moan, incoherent in his bliss. His back arched his
arms bracing him and pushing down into their new mattress. Through
sheer force of will, Eli didn't thrust into Soren's overfull muzzle
as he felt his knot contract, pumping his seed deep into Soren's
eager mouth. Once, twice, three times... Eli couldn't keep count as
pleasure overtook his entire being, flopping onto his back as Soren
moaned in pleasure as Eli's euphoric releases leaked from around his
lips, dripping down his softening shaft, dripping into his fur.Eli felt Soren's
tongue coax his great load down his throat, proceeding to dance along
Eli's pride to clean up their mess. He lay on his back, his arms legs
and tails spread out in all directions as Soren continued to caress
and service his spent body. "Do you wanna keep going, sweetheart?""Only if you do,"
said Soren, licking his lips. "Take me,"
whispered Eli, grinning and lifting his legs in invitation. "Right
now." "As you wish,"
whispered Soren again, lovingly lifting Eli's slender legs to rest on
his silver shoulders. Eli closed his
eyes, trying not to pant in anticipation as his soft but half-knotted
member flopped against his abs, angled upward to take Soren's pride.
"Relax," said Eli to himself. With a breath, he uncoiled
every muscle in his body. The first tip was
wet and chilly from the lube. It probed gently to find Eli's open
tailhole, slowly, lovingly entering Eli. They both inhaled deeply and
held it. Soren began to slowly exhale as he coaxed his second inch,
and then his third, and then his eighth. Eli let out his breath as he
felt Soren's swollen red knot press into his tailhole. He held up a
hand, panting as his body adapted to the sensation of his lover
inside him. It was indeed painful at the start, but Eli had taken
Soren more than a few times now, and his body was used to that
covetable girth inside him. "You all right,"
asked Soren, placing a hand on Eli's chest. Eli's response was
entirely nonverbal. He grabbed Soren's face and pulled them close,
locking their lips together so they were joined by both the muzzle
and loins. Each kiss was salty and sweet, tasting of sweat and cum
and passion. They locked lips only briefly, just long enough to brush
their tongues together before breaking apart to gasp lustily. Eli
felt strong hands press into his chest as he was pinned to the bed as
they kissed. Eli's hands were less occupied, so they began to caress
the contours of Soren's beautiful body. After a few short
kisses, Soren began to thrust, slowly withdrawing before driving
himself back in. Eli's moans escaped between their lips as Soren
thrust inward. He was always so gentle when they first started. Silly
boy had to be reminded Eli liked it rough. "Harder, sweetie,"
moaned Eli. "Please." Soren obliged. He
stopped kissing Eli to focus on his thrusts, working faster, harder,
and more arrhythmically, purposely forcing the tip of his knot down,
as though he wanted to tie them now, orgasms be damned. Eli felt his
legs being pushed farther and farther apart as Soren pounded him with
profound tenderness despite his furious pace. Eli groaned as Soren's
thrusts drove him closer to his euphoric climax, Soren panting
visibly, tongue lolling out of his muzzle as he drove himself deeper
into Eli. "Eli... I...
I..." "Tie us,
darling," squealed Eli, his voice a much higher pitch than normal.
Soren grunted as he drove his peach-sized knot deep into his love,
his thrust punctuated by an audible pop. Eli moaned first in a
surge of pain as that thick bulb of flesh forced itself inside him
but then in pleasure as all twelve and a half inches of Soren's girth
rammed itself into his prostate, sending surges of pleasure into his
knot and hamstrings. "Oh, Soren, my
sweet. Soren!" Eli's whole body contracted, his cheeks clenching
around Soren's length, his back, tails, and limbs arching, his pride
contracting as it unloaded across both of their chests. As he shot
his second of many spurts into the air, Eli felt a warm, viscous
sensation fill up his insides, rushing inside him in a torrent of
Soren's pleasure. Each warm spurt was punctuated by a whisper of
"Eli... Eli..." He heard his name whispered in lusty passion four
times. Soren collapsed onto Eli's sticky chest, his knot still
pushing Eli's legs apart, sticky seed leaking from his overstuffed
tailhole. Lazily, Eli sat up
a fraction to kiss Soren, both euphoric in their afterglow. "You
were amazing, love. Where'd you learn that fire trick? That felt so
good." Soren gave an
uncharacteristic giggle. "High school, sweetheart. It's better than
squeezing if you want a messy finish.""How many shots
did you coax out of me," asked Eli, combing his messy bangs out of
his eyes with his fingers. "Thirteen,"
grinned Soren. "I swallowed twice but I couldn't keep up." Eli
felt Soren wriggle his length inside him, seeing if his knot was
deflated enough to extract himself. With a wet squelch Soren freed
himself by crawling back on all fours, kissing his way down. Without
talking, Soren continued to kiss Eli's half-erect length, coaxing it
to full mast with each brush of his lips.Soren giggled as
those sweet, rough lips tickled his sensitive pride. He sat up and
embraced Soren, kissing the muzzle that was just pleasuring him.
"Soren, can I ask you something?" "Whatever you
like, sweetie."Eli kissed Soren
again. "Would you bottom for me tonight?" Soren's reaction took
Eli by complete surprise. He instantly withdrew, not being able to
meet Eli's eyes. There was a pause
as Soren hugged Eli tight. "I... I'd rather not. Why do you ask."Eli ran a hand
through Soren's blue hair. "I'm sorry if I touched a nerve, dear.
It's just, well... when you take me like you did tonight, you give me
a gift. You provide a special pleasure that only you can give me.
I'd love to do that for you too, sometime."Soren held Eli as
he laid them down on the bed. "Eli... well... last time I bottomed,
it didn't turn out well. He was big and he wouldn't listen. He really
hurt me. I just sort of... lost my taste for it after that."Eli kissed Soren
again. "I understand, sweetie. But, you understand I'd never do
that to you. I'll listen to whatever you tell me to do, even if you
ask me to stop right before we'd end it. But I'd just like to
pleasure you in the same way you do for me."Soren paused,
running a hand down Eli's bare back. "...I'd do it for you,
sweetie. Be gentle.""Thank you,
Soren. Tell me what feels good, ok?" Eli sat up, taking the lube
Soren passed him and applying much more than he would normally have
used. He coaxed his length to full mast, sitting nearly straight up
as Eli parted his legs to leave a seat for Soren. "Lower yourself.
I'll give you the control."Tenatively, Soren
pressed his body into Eli's, sliding slowly down until Eli's tip
lined up with his tails. Soren paused, inhaling, exhaling. Inhaling,
exhaling. Inhaling, and then down. Soren slammed himself down,
forcing the first three inches of Eli's length inside him. Soren
cringed a bit. "You ok,
sweetie," asked Eli, holding Soren by his slightly pudgy thighs. Soren steadied
himself and placed his hands on Eli's shoulders. "... Yes. I'm
alright. The lube is so chilly." Soren inhaled before lowering
himself by an inch... and another... and another, slowly exhaling as
he rested himself on Eli's swollen knot. "Feeling ok?"
asked Eli, enjoying how Soren was clenching for him while they were
just sitting here. "Yes," said
Soren, a note of optimism returning. "Let's keep going." "Lie back,"
whispered Eli, pushing Soren so that he was gently lying on the
bedspread. "Tell me if you're uncomfortable, ok sweetie?" Soren
nodded. Eli kissed Soren on the cheek, cheek, muzzle, neck, and the
muzzle a second time. Their bodies reeked of the musky, sweaty scent
of sex, intoxicating to any partaking in it but disgusting to
outsiders. Eli buried his nose deep into Soren's fur, deeply inhaling
their shared scent. Slowly, with as
much tenderness as he could muster, Eli began to thrust into Soren,
sliding out until only his first inch remained. He slid back even
slower, feeling Soren's legs being pushed apart as his own length
inside, hilting his knot again. Soren gave a sigh of contentment,
squeezing Eli's hand and gesturing for him to continue. Slowly,
surely, Eli was able to get to a slow, gentle rhythm, feeling the
pleasure build within himself as Soren's body encased his girth. He
was rather loose for a boy who never bottomed. He wasn't providing
much resistance despite Eli's size."Can I pick up my
pace, sweetheart?" asked Eli, kissing Soren's chest. Soren squeezed
and nodded as a reply, sending a surge of pleasure into Eli as he
braced himself for a faster thrust. Eli's knot began to constrict
with the telltale pre-orgasm tension, his warm leakage smearing
itself inside Soren. "Eli, you're
doing great," huffed Soren, squeezing expertly. He really knew what
he was doing when balls hit the wall. Eli reached down, stroking the
hardened length that was flopping under the strengths of Eli's
thrusts. Eli's pride was working furiously, tight and sensitive to
each thrust. "I'm close,
darling," moaned Eli. "Will... Will you...""Please,"
moaned Soren, "Fill me up."Eli gave three
powerful thrusts, each one pushing Soren a bit wider. The fourth
thrust drove Eli deep inside Soren. Eli panted as Soren's warm,
gorgeous body squeezed his knot in a fleshy cell of passion. Eli
moaned, collapsing on top of Soren's prone form as he released
himself into his love. His throbbing length tingled as the warm
stickiness coated itself inside Soren. At the same time Eli felt
Soren spurt into both their chest furs, leaving them stickier and
messier than before.They panted, Eli
still stuck deep inside Soren. "Wa...was that good, sweetheart?""Yes,"
whispered Soren, grinning as his tongue lolled onto his chest. "Thank
you, Eli. Eli wriggled his
hips. He could hardly move them. "Looks like we'll be here for a
while." Soren sat up a
fraction to kiss Eli. "Who cares. I can shower tomorrow." "Don't you mean
we," asked Eli, rubbing Soren's chest as he lay his cheek on
his silver stomach."Of course,"
murmured Soren. He placed a hand on Eli's cheek, and Eli took the
other hand in his two. They drifted into sleep sweaty, messy, smelly,
tired, and completely together.