Understand
Would she understand - Feline/Canine, Oral/Anal, M/tt - November 05, 2008
By Afril, With help from Chaos Blackwing
(cl) The Gay Furry Association
Based on a drawing of the same name
You wake, and the first thing you notice is someone warm lying beside you. Oh Crap! 'Fell off the fidelity wagon, Didn't You, DipShit...' Got drunk in a local bar. Grabbed this bit of fluff and... Everything else is a haze. Yeah, Yeah - War and not knowing if you will be Alive tomorrow and all that bull. Admit it - You were Horny and Blotto and... What is that Taste in your mouth? It occurs to you that something about this scene is wrong... Subtle clues like - You have your hand around their waist, but no Boobs are rubbing your arm. The rump pressed to your groin feels - Strange somehow.
You Didn't! Did you? Pick up some underage thing, get her wasted and... Might as well put the gun in your muzzle now. Your hand that had been lazily rubbing her belly had moved south and touched... Something. Warm and rigid and - Somehow familiar. Then you do groan. You didn't pick up a Girl, You picked up another Guy. Now you are not sure which is worse - 'Honey, I have Good News. And Bad News. I haven't slept with another woman even once - But...'
Oh yeah, It is throbbing in your grasp, it's owner makes a soft 'murring' sound that almost makes you laugh at how 'cliche' it is. And that warm butt presses against Your morning wood... And suddenly it's not so funny. Did you do... Did He? And why does your mouth taste like - This? Whatever 'This' is... For some strange reason your hand leaves the front of the male and slips to cup his rear. It's... A Butt. Yet, As you squeeze it, you feel it give slightly. Then the muscles tighten and it... Moves, Against your palm. Sure, you grabbed your wife's butt enough times, But all she did was push your hand away. Wasn't into 'That'. He is pushing back. Sighing softly and moving his rump against your hand in a way that sends jolts down your spine and makes your cock harder - If that can be true. A slim hand slides along your erection and he half-turns, tugging on it.
"Again?"
'Agai.. What Did we do last night?' You can't remember much but hazy feelings of lust, Fueled by alcohol. Another need kicks in and you manage a "Later..." before scrambling out of bed for the pot. It is well-night impossible to urinate, But you manage... This isn't your First 3-day pass binge. But all the others didn't involve waking up next to... A quick splash of water and a hard scrub with a 'towel' and you return to - Him.
"Morning..." He says softly. Not 'Lover' or 'Friend', or Fuck-Buddy'. Or even 'Kill You Joe!'. His short feline muzzle comes up and touches your longer canine one... And you melt in the warmth, the Desire that his thin lips impart on your own. As he pulls back, you look into his green eyes, Feel a hand run along your cheek... The other? Between your legs, teasing your bobbing doggy-dick. You feel so many things at once - All cut off when he breathes, "We do it again Now?"
And you Do. In the shower. A giggle, and hands gripping hands, with a stumble that has him falling into your arms. Another hot kiss and you half-drag the male into the stall, Noting his rump is So firm against your hands and he barely comes up to your shoulders and... He vanishes for a long moment - Oh. You laugh softly as he uses the pot. Returns to slide back into your arms, Kissing your nipples, Tail rubbing your hands as you Grab him. Another deep kiss that burns clear to your toe-claws and he is turning... Looking over his shoulder as he grips your throbbing maleness, rubbing it against his cheek, You close your eye and shudder as you feel the tiny pucker resist for a moment. Your hips bunch as your fingers grip what they can, Mating instincts destroying any resistance you had built up.
It slips in... And he is Tight! And Hot! And Wriggly and a handful as he works his too thin back against your chest, moaning and grunting as he pushes yet another inch of your hard meat into his guts. Flashes of doing this in a dirty alley the night before come unbidden. Cheap booze in unmarked bottles. The warmth of someone sexy and feline in your lap. The exchange of money, Followed by some words panted in an ear. The darkness where you could have had your throat cut, But you were too busy trying to undo your pants while trading hot kisses with this - Male, to notice.
Then you yelp as his cheeks meet your knobs.
"You Like?"
'Hell Yes, I Like! But... I am married. And I am not Supposed to... Be...' Muscles grip you between your legs and all you care about is thrusting your cock into this creature. The feel of skin rubbing skin, The friction on your shaft that makes your balls swell, and your breath shorten to hard pants. Nostrils flare open to inhale the smell of 2 males in Rut, Teeth press to a rounded ear, making the feline giggle and moan and push back against your savage thrusts.
'Godsssss... Don't Rub against me like that!' Everything stops as the feeling becomes too much, and you hold him still. Still enough to hear his heart synced with yours. His body too thin yet so Hot and sexy as it presses against your bigger one.
"Bastard..." you growl in his ear, nuzzling it as he rubs his head against your face. His butt twitches... And you are grunting, Pushing your hips roughly into his... And he Opens for your demanding cock. You feel the strain as flesh stretches along your knot, Your fingers tighten on his hips. Ahhhh! You arch as it slips in, Locking him to your crotch. He moans and rubs your balls, Squashed between firm ass and hard thigh. He reaches up to pull your head down, Whispering about How you fill him up so good. Kissing your cheek, Hand sliding down to Grab your Ass... Squeeze it firmly. Even when your wife Did allow a little 'Playtime' in the shower, She Never reached around and teased your butt. Godsssssss!
Orgasm wars with hangover to make your head explode in shards of Pain and Pleasure. Your hand shakily fumbles for his erection, Feeling the spines scratch at your fingers as you stroke him past the point of Stopping. He moans, Screeches... Babbles something in his hissed tongue as his seed splatters the cheap tiles, his ass literally chewing on your dick, Making the scum churn on your fat balls. To be spat out your meat-cannon - Deep into the male who digs his slim fingers into your cheeks, keeping you mashed against his butt. Your arms enfold him, Hugging his feline frame against you, Kissing his ears. You are not Falling for this - Male... Are you? You can't Be - In a couple of Suns-rising, you will be back in the dust and muck, Shooting at his kind because some Bitch sitting in a room on Homeworld decided that this piece of ground needs to be held. Or re-taken. Besides, He's...
Something from a briefing flashes in your mind: 'While you are on Leave, remember - While we Discourage Fraternizing with the Enemy, Some Humping is bound to occur. So if you get Drunk, and Find yourself with a ring on your hand, We Will hold you to the Laws. That includes Same-Sex Marriages, Muttdisnki's. So think with the Big-Head, Before the Little-Head gets you in Trouble.'
Mates? But you are already married to... The semi-soft knobs *Pop* out of the male and he pants, keeping the rest of you inside his still tight hole. As he rolls his hips, You notice that the water hasn't been turned on. You almost scream for him to 'Leave it In!', But your dick slides out and the feline turns again to kiss you, turn the water on, And rasp your nipples again.
"Smell Good... Male in Rut." He nuzzles his face in your chest fur as you rub his head with one hand, His abused rear with the other. Washing is done slowly, with a lot of grabbing and caressing and pressing of lips against male anatomy. But at last the hot water runs out and you both jump out, shivering, laughing and still nuzzling. Rough towels and a quick combing and you sweep him off his feet, dumping him on the rickety bed. Following to look the thin, sexy feline over.
"Need Food?" His hand burns against your belly, but you shake your head, thinking of something Else you want right now. You bury your muzzle between his legs, Biting his balls gently, making him arch and moan and lift your head. "Not need to... I like Bottom."
But you Want to. As his broken 'Murr' is shoved out of his chest by your lips sliding down his cock, You notice This is the flavor that had you so confused when you woke up - Cat-cock. You suck on the throbbing shaft, and his hips pop off the bed, Falling into your hands for your fingers to grip and squeeze. His hands tangle in your headfur, as he humps against your face... Gag? His spined tip barely brushes against the back of your throat as you engulf his sheath, tongue teasing the last inch of hard meat. You barely have time to bob your head on him when he screeches and spurts his lust into your gullet. Arched, hands locked on your head, Ass gripping your fingers as another healthy dose of cum spits out the little 'mouth'. You swallow without a second thought - 'Dinner-In-A-Can' tastes Much Worse. Then he turns into a boneless bag of fur, flopping on the bed.
Damn! Your wife was never this... Vocal. Or mobile. His butt is Still rubbing your hands as you lift your muzzle, licking the tip just to make his gasp and screech and wriggle his too sexy hips.
"P.. Please..." He manages and you relent, Moving to cover his body with your own.
His green eyes go half-lidded as he kisses you again, tongue teasing your lips open to taste himself on you. Your fingers entwine with his, palms pressed together. A momentary pang as you don't feel the ring you slipped off before entering the Bar.
"What... Lover?" You never knew a single word could hurt so much... Nor burn your soul to ashes.
"I'm... Married."
He pulls his hand from yours, cupping your face, holding it... "Lover - For Now."
His smile is sad but his lips are still hotter than the mid-day sun. Then he 'Mmmmmmmmm's', Legs coming up to grip your butt, your dick starting to firm up yet again to your amazement. As he slides his slim fingers along it, Both stomachs rumble in complaint and you have to laugh. He looks down and you growl softly, rolling over to fish for your pants. The male stops you and gets up, his shorts quickly hiding his rump - Somewhat.
"I get, Lover For Now. You get strength back. We Hump and Suck all day - Yes?"
You bark a startled laugh, Bite his cloth-covered ass. "Jut bring That back in one piece, Ok?"
His purr vibrates your muzzle as he sits and kisses you once more before disappearing... And you are surprised to find yourself already missing his naked self lying beside you. Your hand idly runs across the bed, Feeling the warmth his body has left. Sitting up with a sigh, You find your pants and fish out the plain metal round that means you are owned... You compare the male to - Hah! Sex? Once a week, In bed, in 'The Position'. She had bigger tits, but He... Gods, He made you feel like you were a Cub, Just coming into Adulthood again.
And what about After? The war wasn't going to last forever... Back to Her? Back to a cramped apartment, stuffed into a high-rise building, The same gray boxes Far as one could see. Work would be some desk and stamping papers until he was old enough to retire. Standing, you go to the door of the hut and push it open to gaze at the dirt-path pretending to be a road. The putt-putt 3-wheelers doing the job of trucks, cars, taxi's... The jungle was a dozen steps away, Lush and Green and Vibrantly alive with the sounds of dozens of creatures.
And he appears. Tan fur with a white patch that disappears into the shorts. Thin, but deftly handing the crate as if he had done so for many years. Comes in, Putting it on the floor. Comes up behind you to tease your sheath.
"Naked Dog... Such a Big Worm. You fishing for another Boy? Or just showing Off How lucky Seowa is?"
You half-turn and show what is in your hand to the male. Then cock your arm and Fling it as far as it will go into the undergrowth. Turn, Eeeping as a 'wolf-whistle' comes from someone wizzing by who got a good look at your rear. Close the door, and take the male in your arms.
"Lover." You growl, gripping his butt. Kissing his startled but So glowing muzzle. A knock on the door makes you stop... Who could that be? You new Lover moves to the door and opens it, revealing a mirror-image of himself!
A second crate is placed by the first, The green-eyed male looking at you hungrily, Pink tongue licking dry lips. A hiss and the head comes down, all contrite, Even as eyes burns a hole in your crotch.
"This Brother... No Manners!"
The second one points to the box. "You Left crate behind... I fetch."
The first one snorts, "Steal more like... Why you follow - You like Naked Dog too? Take switch to butt All Way Home!"
You barely hear them as you imagine Humping one and Sucking one. Side by Side in the bed, Rumps in the air - Sticking your dick in one tight ass, then pulling out to Cram it in the other. Twin tongues rasping your cock clean of semen... Your erection hits your belly with a hard *Slap*, Making both males look at it.
"Anything in your Customs against having Two Lovers?"
They gasp. A rapid-fire exchange in their native language... Then both pairs of shorts fall to the wood floor of the hut.
"No." One comes up and takes your hand, lips hot on yours as the other adjusts the blinds on the window so the breeze will cool the place down. Returns to steal your muzzle from his brother to kiss you, Fingers stroking your erection, Cupping your balls.
"Eat First." A nod, even as feline-ears force themselves up, and a tongue touches your nipples so wantonly your only thought is for the rump your hand is squeezing. Then both of them are kneeling, and your eyes watch long, thin tails sway over sexy, thin asses. Urf!
Boiled Grass, Roots, A little meat. And Juice - Thank The Gods. No more cheap hooch for you! Watching them eat is torture, For each bite shows soft lips and pink tongues pulling food off eating sticks, While the eyes are glued to your crotch, each lick and nip Promises of what they will be doing to You as soon as they can.
Finally... Leftovers are packed, The floor is swept, The clothing - Including yours, is folded and put in a corner. For a moment you worry about your money - Then laugh. Each of the males will have a Hundred-Bau bill in their pockets before you leave to report back. It's is pretty well worthless anyplace But a village, Anyway. Hands take yours and guide you to the smallish bed - Hmmmm... They grin and lay you down, A pair of cute felines lying on either side of you, your hands full of sexy butt. One is holding your tags, caressing them. The other has his head on your chest, fondling your dick, and you can almost feel him drool. Too late to back down now... You gasp and arch as lips engulf your cock-tip, another pair press to your cheek, turning your head to kiss you.
Would your Soon-To-Be Ex Wife Understand what the Felines Do to you? How they make you feel... Alive. Needed. Desired... Who gives a Flying Farkle! You have 2 days to pound their asses flat, and you intend to... Gods!
A gentle tug has you on your side, the one in front sliding your cock deeper into his mouth, The other has your tail lifted and is branding your tail-hole with his lips. Tongue... Your leg jerks up as fingers roll your balls around, Tugging them gently into full extension. You barely have time to gasp as teeth press into your nut-sack, Raspy tongue swirling around a nut, Squeezing it - And you fill Lover Number 1's muzzle. As he slides his muzzle up, Lover Number 2 is flicking sandpaper over your knobs and you forget everything but feline bodies against yours and the word 'Lover' spoken in stereo in your ears.
The End