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He could glimpse her, or what he thought was her, lingering just out of sight. A dark form turning, gentle curves glimpsed in motion before disappearing. Her soft giggle of amusement might just prickle at Lith's ear, and even as he drifted on the edge of consciousness, he thought he felt her eyes, ever hungry, yet smugly content. Finally, he woke with a soft gasp-- and shuddered as the jerk of his body stirred a heavy presence wedged between his cheeks.

Of course. He'd dreamed of her because he'd fallen asleep impaled on her once more. She very likely had been tittering in his ear as he slept, brewing up some new, horribly embarrassing scheme for him. He sighed, and settled back into her-- and froze. This... wasn't...

Fur bristled and mingled with his own, and the chest spread across his back was firm. Lith was in a strange bed, and a strange man was inside him. For one terrible moment, he stared around, fuzzy eyed, at the strange room he was in, finding a seed of panic. But the memories came to him as his mind scrambled for recent events, and he found himself blushing suddenly. Well, he remembered now the events that had led him here, but he was still wondering... how...?

A blue paw curled over his belly, giving him a stroking as a chuckle, strange in pitch but familiar in tone, pressed to his back. "Skittish little thing, aren't you? Easy, now..." A slow throb strained gently at his insides, vaguely outlining the thick creature still slumbering in his belly: not so thick as her, but bearing a broad knot that held him quite firmly anchored in place. Lith sighed softly, slumping down from a tense angle he hadn't realized he'd taken. "That's it," came the kitsune's bemused murmur, "you're fine. Nara's got you."

Nara. The many-tailed fox he'd seen around school, often smiling, often chatting with the popular kids from his grade. Lith found vague memories of the fox floating to the surface now that he stopped to think about it. They might have even talked briefly once or twice before, though Lith had thought he was a little... creepy at the time. But then, perhaps that had been because he'd picked up a vague impression of just how Nara liked to spend his free time. Funny how a few sudden, harrowing run-ins with a dragon dick could change your perspective on some things. He was blushing brightly now, closing his eyes again. Pushing his thoughts away, the feline mumbled, "what time's it...?"

"Mmmh," the kitsune twisted a little, and after a moment, settled down again with a sigh. "Almost 8. You getting hungry?"

Now that he mentioned it, Lith realized he was quite hungry. He'd ended up missing lunch when She'd caught him on the way to the cafeteria, so he hadn't eaten anything since... well, it had been pretty filling, but he wasn't sure one could call it 'breakfast,' at her place. He cleared his throat. "A little. I wouldn't want to trouble you, though, I can grab something on the way home..."

"Nonsense!" The kitsune stirred, rising halfway to a sit, dragging that thick knot to strain against his insides. "It's no trouble at all, little kitty." He chuckled. "Although, I'm afraid that does mean you'll have to let go of me... You were squeezing me an awful lot while you were sleeping." His amusement was thick, drizzled over his words as he shifted and started to tug at that knot.

The feline squeaked softly and tried to relax, burying his face in the bed as his booty was dragged a few inches by that insistent tugging. He drew a deep breath to try and ease his fluttering muscles, and he realized he heard the fox doing the same. A few deep breaths, and that knot started to ease in size-- a considerable relief to the feline, who had already started chewing into the sheet a little anticipating this beast trying to crawl out of him. A few more embarrassing drags and jerks, and that slow-slimming sphere finally popped free, dragging a single, high yelp from the kitty. He shuddered heavily as his faintly sore backside clung instinctively at that thick, canine cock, straining against its broadening taper until he was about to cry out again-- before the head popped loose as well, and he was suddenly, chillingly empty. His breath rolled out in a soft moan.

"Besides," the kitsune murred as he crawled across the bed, "I've got plenty of food. More than I know what to do with." His tone seemed overly amused, but Lith was preoccupied with the rather peculiar mix of hot and cold aching between his cheeks, his ring feeling worn and used, and taking just a wisp of air inside before he managed to flex it mostly shut. His gut was stuffed with the vulpine's seed still, a heavy weight in his middle that he'd likely feel rolling subtly when he tried to walk.

A paw caressed his cheek, and Lith rolled a little, partly to accept the touch, and partly to catch his breath. A few fingers stroked over his face affectionately, down his brow, over his cheek, grazing his parted lips, and down to his chin. A little pressure eased his mouth open, and Lith's nose twitched at a familiar, sweet scent.

Hot flesh nestled between his lips, and Lith shuddered, eyes fluttering open, though he had to blink hard to clear his vision. Nara loomed over him with a soft smirk, slowly feeding hard, white, veined fox dick into that muzzle with a bare whisper of a sigh. Lith murbled something but the kitsune squeezed his shoulder, "sshhh. I know, you're hungry. You'll have plenty to eat in a minute, believe me." His amused gaze loomed over the feline as he was pressed gently onto his back, and that face disappeared from view behind the breadth of his shaft and the dual, blue globes slowly descending over him as that cock snuggled down his tongue and deep into his muzzle, one leg swinging round to straddle the feline's head.

Lith tried to muster his indignation, to throw his arms up and push the kitsune off, but he realized-- his tongue was already hard at work curling, spiraling around this thick intruder. That sweet seed of his, the aftertaste had haunted him though he'd barely realized it. And now, this entire shaft was glazed with its strange, addictive flavor. He found the urge to slurp up that sweetness compelling him, outweighing any silly ideas of pushing away. And behind that, the thought... how might it taste... fresh? Hot from the oven, as it were. He shuddered, a soft sigh oozing around that hard flesh-- before the head nuzzled into the back of his throat, cutting off the sound. His tongue curled back, hurriedly swirling behind the head of that beast for any more of that sweet, musky seed, before those leisurely grinds carried his treat out of his reach. The fox had left little room for Lith to object, but he did seem a deal... gentler than he was used to.

Finally, one firm, rocking grind opened his throat up as easily as a door. His eyes fluttered open, staring at two low-hanging orbs, a flexing fox butt, and a great mess of restlessly stirring tails. Lith quivered a moment in confusion as his neck sheathed this rod with ease, feeling quite simply complete wrapped around that throbbing flesh. After the constant, merciless strain of darker, more dangerous creatures invading his face from every angle, the kitsune's rod seemed merciful-- all the more so for its sedate yet implacable penetration of his face, rolling to ease deeper and deeper with nary a pause but never more than a subtle strain against his tender flesh. After all his experiences with such things, it felt-- surreal. Less like a weapon stabbing through him, and more like... the kitsune was holstering himself in Lith's neck. Sliding into place with a natural, snug fit.

Of course, the implications were enough to set the kitty blushing steadily, providing two warm, red cheeks for those blue orbs to nestle against as they finally leaned in to straddle his nose. The fit was immaculate. His lips were joined to the kitsune's sheath in a tender kiss, the gentle swell of his knot meeting the curl of his tongue perfectly, and when he swallowed slowly around that buried shaft, it didn't feel like a ripple of painful strain down his throat, but more like... settling his grip. Nara murred thickly, giving a breathy chuckle as the length throbbed in answer, tickling thick veins across the kitty's tongue.

"You ready then, dear?" Nara asked briskly, paws kneading gently at the feline's chest, "dinner's just about ready..." He sighed, and drew a deep breath. An instant, and that knot was swelling with alarming speed, filling his mouth, pinning his tongue to the floor of his mouth as his jaw swung open a little. Lith tensed a moment, but Nara was stroking over him firmly, murmuring something reassuring between deep breaths.

The icy blue of the kitsune's inner thighs drew in close as he tensed, that breathing drawing just a hint ragged-- and those orbs dragged taut against his face in harmony with the obscene steeling of that rod, Lith's throat straining just a little around its fully engorged girth as the first jet drilled in. Hot, sticky cream coated the depths of his neck in an instant, in such quantities there didn't seem to even be any pause between the first blast and the second.

After a couple seconds, quivering under the foxboy's rear, a strange vertigo took Lith: the fox wasn't pumping in wads, but rather, pouring a massive, relentless flow of seed down his throat. His belly was warming to a boil, filling rapidly, and the shaft knotted behind his teeth only gave the subtlest pulses with Nara's heartbeat. Faintly, he recognized some kind of languid, rippling flexing under his nose, but he was slowly descending into a special, warm dissociation from reality as his belly filled to bursting with sticky, creamy goodness. He might have been convinced the fox was relieving himself in another way if he didn't know so well the unique, thick texture of cream surging down his esophagus. He never knew what to make of this boy...

Lith was starting to tense, though, his stomach groaning with the sheer volume of its contents-- and the flow petered off quite suddenly. Lith blinked fuzzily, eyelashes tickling at those well-eased orbs as he lay in a daze. He didn't even notice how long it had been since he'd had fresh air, but his... filling... had him feeling at once woozy and terribly... satisfied.

That knot between his teeth eased down with the rasp of a few more breaths in the distance, and the kitty shivered and leaked gurgling squeaks as that gleaming white creature unholstered from his neck. The head popped from the back of his throat with an easy slurp and a groan burst from him, the feline tempted to slump back and perhaps even have another nap, but-- he was compelled to lean up before that shaft withdrew entirely, a soft whine winding out of his strangely empty throat as his lips sealed around the head.

Nara paused, and peered down his belly at the feline as he washed that tip clean and suckled firmly at his tip. He blinked a moment, and broke into a bemused smile. "Oh... were you hoping for another taste?"

Falling still just a moment, the feline blushed steadily, and folded his ears back, a small mewl leaking around that rod as his eyes fell away. The fox chuckled slowly over him and sighed deeply, his knot bloating in seconds before Lith's eyes. The straddled feline blushed all the brighter, but his lips sealed tight to that thick, flaring head.

The kitsune's seed caromed off his tongue, and for an instant, Lith didn't even know it was happening-- the taste was so intensely foreign to every load that had been blown in his mouth, not to mention the way it fountained across his gums and the roof of his mouth rather than launching in bursts, had him floundering and gulping and choking like he hadn't since his first-- yet he still couldn't get enough of it. It was like one of those nuts was packed with vanilla ice cream or something. The taste he knew and hungered for at the most inexplicable moments, that flavor that haunted him, was suddenly sweet, obscenely sweet, blasting across his tongue as the fox moaned softly over him. His stomach had already been straining, but still he found himself gulping and gulping and still sucking for more.

Finally, the kitsune chuckled wryly and eased to a trickle, which the feline whined and sucked from his shaft tightly, letting not a drop escape-- or so he was attempting, but much to his consternation, he'd slopped a fair deal of seed from the corners of his mouth when his cheeks had bloated faster than he could bring himself to swallow. His face was a salty sweet mess, his eyes sealed shut, and though he drained jealously at that tip to the last, he panted with relief when Nara finally dragged it away, cutting the poor cumholic off for the time being. Lith sprawled gasping and gurgling softly, giving an occasional swallow and licking around his lips blindly.

"Well, well. You did a pretty good job draining the tap there!" Nara chuckled with a certain note of surprise, "although I probably shouldn't have let you..." He reached up and stroked gingerly over the feline's belly, quite obviously swollen and rolling with the feline's struggling breaths. "I'll, uh... go get a shower started, alright? Think we could both use a little cleaning up. You relax a minute, and I'll help you in." The fox chuckled merrily as he crawled off the bed, and Lith thought he might have had a deal more spring in his step than when they'd walked in here.

Lith, on the other hand, had a great deal of trouble getting out of the bed at all. Nara had to sling an arm under his and half-carry him, groaning and sloshing just audibly, into the bathroom. The water was wonderful, and the kitsune helped scrub down that belly in exchange for some help with his many tails.

"I gotta say, you do seem to be a natural," the fox had mused in the water as he scrubbed between Lith's cheeks.

The feline shuddered and mewled in embarrassment, though he was happy enough for a few words to distract him. "W-what? At what?"

"At going hands-free, Lith. You blew it again while I was filling your mouth." He murred chidingly, though he chuckled as he reached a soapy paw around to see to that pink mess-maker.

Lith squeaked softly, cheeks brightening as he squirmed. He'd had an orgasm in the middle of all that? He hadn't even noticed! It was rather embarrassing to think of, but... well, he supposed if Nara liked it...?

Much to the relief of Lith's internal organs, they managed to finish washing up without getting into anything too illicit, and his clothes turned up around the edges of the bed, barely stained at all! Another fortunate turn for sensibility. His pants fit well enough, but he couldn't stretch his shirt over his great, gurgling belly, and with how hard it was to walk down the hallway, the prospect of taking the long walk home in the dark, waddling and stuffed, was a grim prospect to look forward to indeed.

Of course, the kitsune wouldn't let him get to that. "And where are you going?" He'd inquired bemusedly as the feline started awkwardly gravitating to the door. "Give me a second, I'll get my keys and drive you."

The feline felt quite silly, and he could only barely murmur that he would be okay going on his own. The kitsune didn't even seem to hear him, though he did chuckle as he swept past him.

He nearly fell asleep in the car, even giving instructions on the way to his complex. Lith had insisted he could make his way up to his own room, he didn't want to trouble the kitsune any further, though by the time he managed to get his door open, he was barely standing. The feline slept well that night, curled up around his gurgling belly, a faint sweetness still lingering on his tongue.

The next day, his belly was little more than a subtle paunch, which he dearly hoped just meant it wasn't quite done digesting. At school, he caught sight of Her in the halls once, but he couldn't go that way-- it was much too crowded. Too many eyes, and hands, and smirks. Lith actually found it was easier to turn away the strange boys making advances on him, though the... less appreciative ones were as bad as ever. He was looking forward to sitting down with Lacey and relaxing for a few minutes, but at lunch, he was intercepted once again-- by a newer face.

"What's the rush?" Nara stood square in Lith's way, such that Lith had nearly crashed into him turning the corner. This was the route he usually took to avoid as much of the crowds as possible. How much had Nara been watching him? The kitsune smiled bemusedly. "Hungry already? I'd have thought you'd take a while longer to digest it all, but I do have plenty more where that came from..."

Lith's belly, thankfully, seemed to have eased into its usual gentle curve over the morning, and while he wasn't hungry, the thought of another taste, another guzzling, messy meal immediately dominated his imagination and couldn't be shoved aside. The feline blushed brightly on the spot, but with a great deal of self control, he managed to respond. "I'm fine. Just... want to see my friend." When it came down to it, a little real food probably wouldn't hurt. Now that he thought of it, he hadn't eaten anything that hadn't been brewed in someone's balls for... almost two days, now?

The kitsune affected a little pout. "Well. If I can't interest you in a meal, I suppose I'll have to dispose of it the usual way." Here his lips immediately spread into a grin again. "You should come and watch. It'll only be a few minutes, and maybe you'll pick up a trick or two."

Unable to find a coherent excuse in time, Lith found himself gently escorted down the hallway with a paw on his back again, caught in a polite compromise between being shoved and dragged in which the kitsune could smile brightly at his side as they went together.

The boy's room was empty, and Lith was ushered down to the last urinal. Nara leaned over to take a quick check for feet in the stalls behind them and, satisfied, took the spot next to Lith to unzip his fly. The feline noted he didn't seem to wear any underwear: he drew his pants back and even scooped his balls out to let his junk breathe. Or, as the feline quickly realized, to give Lith as much of a show as possible.

"The main idea is pretty simple. It's the application that takes a lot of practice." Nara folded his arms behind his back again, and drew a slow, deep breath. That frigid blue sheath stirred and swelled in the black V of his open pants. "It's all mental, really. The bulk of sexual satisfaction isn't what you feel, it's what you think. What you know." A white dot, like a distant moon, emerged, and soon swelled into a fat, pointed head. That sheath fattened with its heavy contents, and a glossy white creature emerged, jutting sluggishly up into the air before them. "Like the difference between some random hooker, and your first time with someone you've been crushing on for a year. It's just sex both times, but what's going on in your head-- that's what makes one amazing and the other passable." He sighed softly as that shaft finally dragged free its deflated knot and swung forward, bobbing and pointing at the urinal.

Lith drew his ears flat. Was that supposed to be a metaphor he could relate to? He'd never been involved with any kind of hooker, and he'd never really had a crush on anyone at length, that he could recall. He supposed it did sound like there would be a difference, though... He shifted slowly, cheeks warm as he obligingly watched that ivory creature nod before him, trying to ignore the activity in his own pants.

"Most folks can at least give themselves a hardon just by thinking about something sexy. I'm sure you've got plenty of interesting memories to choose from." Nara glanced at the feline with a smirk. "I keep a pretty interesting library myself. And I've learned how to remember, and imagine, pretty vividly. The more you put yourself into the memory, the more aroused you can get..." He drew another slow breath, and Lith could see subtle blue veins throb thick along the length of that shaft a moment as it swelled a hint. "Besides that, a few little things... deep breaths, flexing your muscles, that gets your heart rate up... Learn to flex your butthole hard enough and you can even massage your own prostate a little." He grinned slowly. "But really... once you've got the hang of it, all it takes is your head."

Watching on as that rod throbbed fat and surged upward, Lith swallowed slowly. That was really all there was to it? He'd really thought there was more, somehow... some secret pressure points he manipulated, or a hidden orgasm muscle he trained, or some other mystic mumbo jumbo. But then, he supposed he'd actually climaxed a few times without what might be called direct stimulation... like last night... His eyes dragged away to the urinal, his cheeks bright red as he tried to inconspicuously adjust his pants.

"Need to let off a little pressure yourself?" The observant foxboy hardly gave Lith the chance to look up in surprise before he'd snagged hold of the feline's pants. "Don't be shy. It's easier to learn if you try to do it at the same time." His underwear flew open and his cathood was suddenly naked in the kitsune's paw, the feline gasping and shuddering as his fur bristled under his clothes. He wasn't sure he could have gotten it out as quickly himself! Nara gently tugged on that firm, pink length with a playful smirk, pointing him at his own urinal. "I'll even help a little. Just try not to hump too much, eh?"

Ears flicking about in embarrassment, Lith bit down on his lip. He was supposed to be going to meet Lacey! How'd he end up like this? But Nara's paw was giving slow, firm squeezes around him, fingers trickling a hint up and down his shaft, and he found he couldn't summon the will to try and back out now. He huffed thickly and leaned in a little, his shaft giving a single thick, happy throb despite his own reservations as his stubby little barbs poked at those fingers.

Nara murred slowly, folding one arm behind his back as the other gently massaged Lith's length. "Now, just find something sexy, something you can really fill your mind with. Maybe a memory from some really good sex you had before, or some wild fantasy of yours." He smirked slowly. "Or you can just imagine what it'd be like to be kneeling in front of me when I let this sucker loose, judging by your reaction last night." That foxcock gave a fervent nod, pulsing fat and happy, its knot beginning to swell a little.

The feline shivered a hint, only partly for the paw crawling with an expert care over his now quite hard length. It was true the image was an infectious one... His cheeks burned as his eyes hooded, and he drew a deep breath.

Lith's gaze dimmed, and slow, needy throbs ran down that pink length, filling the kitsune's fingers. With every firm stroke the fox took, that shaft seemed to grow harder, throbs speeding into needy twitches, his nubby barbs even starting to bristle out.

"There we go, now..." The kitsune murmured, and his paw slowed, barely working over that creature now. Lith stirred a little from his thoughts, blinking, seeming rather surprised at his own arousal. Nara was smiling warmly. "You really are a natural. We'll have you blowing on command in no time. Don't stop now..."

A single, teasing tickle just under his tip set the feline shuddering and drawing a sharp breath. His eyes lost focus again as he sank into his lewd dreams under Nara's watchful eye and careful paw, standing stock still but for the thrumming hunger of his bristling length. The kitsune shifted his feet as he worked, his own length steadily nearing readiness at an almost leisurely pace. When Lith seemed to be almost ready...

A heavy breath in Lith's ear sent a sudden ripple across his dream, and he realized he was staring at that immaculate white dick, angry and swollen with arousal, its knot fully inflated. Nara was right against his side, and Lith could see his balls draw tight. A single moment, a pant, a gasp-- and that shaft leapt upward, loosing a thick, brilliant arc of blue. The urinal splashed, seed running in a thick, roiling splatter down the porcelain near the top in a fat, relentless stream. That shaft nodded subtly up and down, making little waves in the stream, but it was a constant rush, it had to be cups, quarts of the stuff spraying through the air, filling the room with a sweet musk, pooling in the bottom faster than it could drain. Lith stared, quivering and throbbing dangerously in the fox's grip. His breath drew ragged, eyes blinking now and again as his internal images mixed with the virile display before him.

A heavy throb, and he moaned out, hips giving a single clumsy shove forward as he fired his load. Creamy white splattered across his urinal as the fox aimed him true, his legs tensing as though to thrust into something, to drive home that rush of thick, spurting cat spunk as Lith breathed another, weaker moan. Only when the feline gave his last, feeble pulse did Nara sigh, and let his own stream of blue suddenly hiccup to a brief dribble. "Mmmh. Good job! I wasn't even moving at the end there." The kitsune gently let loose that spent, pink piece and saw to putting himself away, wiping the last few dribbles from his tip. "Tell you what. Meet me at my car after school, and we'll see about another lesson. You're nearly ready to do it on your own, and I'd love to see you manage it."

The feline hesitated. He'd been hoping to see Her again tonight. Nara wasn't bad for a guy, but...

Smirking quietly, Nara held up a finger in offering. The tip glistened blue.

Five minutes later, Lith was digging into lunch at the cafeteria with a renewed appetite. Lacey was relieved to see he seemed to be a little more cheery than usual today, although she wondered why he was sprinkling sugar on his fries.

Class was a bit of a haze after. Lith propped his head in his palms and leaned slowly from side to side. Her place, but... his place, but... Suffice to say, he learned very little through the haze of his blush.

Finally, the last bell rang, and Lith made his customary retreat from the most crowded hallways. His head swivelled about as he went, though. She'd appeared out of nowhere so many times, she couldn't be too far, right? But he couldn't catch a glimpse of her, and soon he found himself standing at the top of the stone steps, and Nara stood grinning almost lazily at the bottom, a bushel of tails flitting about in the breeze. Lith smiled shyly and gave a little shrug, mounting the steps.

That smile filled his vision, glimmering with humor and patient hunger, cutting to the quick as the world swung around them and fresh, vibrant blue sheets rose dark against Lith's back. Paws slid down his body, and his clothes melted off him in both directions as that white and blue form tensed close against him, the kitsune nuzzling in, nibbling idly over his neck as the feline leaked tiny mewls.

Fur meshed, and their clothing was gone, leaving Lith shivering just a moment. Soft, pale thighs spread to straddle his hips, and he was surprised at how terribly hard he was-- in a matter of seconds, his suddenly bared flesh had swollen and surged up the inside of the kitsune's thigh to slide snugly between his cheeks. His legs drew up behind the fox boy, planting feet to the bed to grind up into that warm embrace.

"Ssshh... easy now." Nara smirked playfully, one paw gently pressing Lith's hips to steady on the bed. "Just stay still, my little cutie." His myriad tails descended to curl around his legs in a soft embrace, the fox's toes even curling down under the feline's rear as the two intertwined. "I want you to do it for me," he murred quietly, staring intently into Lith's eyes from inches away, that hungry smile hovering over him. "I'll keep you nice and warm like this," he shifted to settle his cheeks snug around the feline's length, "but no moving. I believe you can do it-- you can blow a load with nothing but your mind."

Lith pouted softly under a quiet haze of pink flush. He'd been close enough last time, hadn't he? Sure, Nara had helped him along a little, and it had felt... pretty interesting, but... He fidgeted a little on the spot.

"Show me you can cum on your own..." Nara smiled intently, kneading paws over the feline's chest a little, "and I'll give you a lovely treat after." His sheath gave a thick pulse of warmth, nudging to the feline's dark belly. "Call it a little inspiration for me."

The feline's lips fell open as though to speak, but his burning cheeks spoke for him. He huffed softly and settled back into the bed, closing his eyes, and Nara smiled all the wider.

A deep breath, his chest rising under those paws, little pink tips perking subtly. Lith's paws fidgeted about a bit before slowly wrapping around Nara's legs halfway up the thigh, gripping firmly, his arms flexing a little. Between those cheeks, pink flesh stirred, swelling in slow waves as the feline searched his thoughts, ears flicking this way and that, his tail flicking to one side, tapping at the bed here and there.

A heavy sigh, and the rosy color spread across Lith's face, warm and blanketing. He was definitely throbbing now, every twitch pushing heatedly against the snug embrace of that fox butt, letting Nara feel his arousal build steadily with an easy smile, eyes hooded. He could feel Lith's legs tensing, making tiny shifts, jerking now and again with some deep impulse to thrust. Forward, or back?

A voiceless moan, the feline's mouth falling open. His fingers wrung tight at Nara's thighs now, squeezing and relaxing in turn. He saw subtle ripples of tension run through his chest and down his arms, aching to hug, or to pull at something. That hard flesh was throbbing constantly, hungrily, beating a just slightly irregular beat against the bare hide of the kitsune's pucker with its fat swells of life. A subtle glimmer of sweat was just beginning to rise under the feline's fur, and the smell of him, his exertion, his arousal, was rising. A trickle of moisture broke suddenly between the two, a rogue dribble of pre staining Nara's fur.

A tight gasp, hissing through teeth. Lith's entire body was hardening, muscle drawing tense and tremulous in his legs between those tails, in his belly under the fox, in his arms, his claws kneading at those thighs now. Pulses of thick hunger melded into a constant, needy steeling, that pink shaft radiating heat, sputtering out juices as his head swelled in a thick bristle right up out of the embrace of his cleft, nudging tight to Nara's tails as that shaft pried his cheeks wide with the full girth of his furious lust.

A high, growled stammer, the beginning of a word, broke from the feline as his hips jerked upward just an instant before steadying down again shakily, his teeth gnashing at air as he rode the edge. Nara ate it all up with his eyes, the way the feline squirmed and quaked, he even glimpsed that aching hard tool jutting up from the grip of his rear, pink flesh swollen obscenely in a menacing mass of barbs, falling to an almost crimson rage as it spat clear juices across his tails. With every slow, barely contained pulse of tension, that shaft fattened, and the head darkened, barbs flaring out in every direction, raking at the air for something to bite into.

A shard of a cry, tearing free of the feline as his entire body wracked in an instant, was the only warning. Seed fountained forth to shear up one foxtail and carom off another, spraying into the air in three directions in a heavy mist as the second pulse fired right after, soaking white fur with heavy cream as the feline dug a shaking, clawed grip into the kitsune's legs. His breath cut to a rasp as his teeth seized shut, that heavy-burdened rod bulging wide with every desperate spurt to make an utter mess of the kitsune's back, his tails, the bed below, and a bit of the floor.

And with a sudden, winding sigh, the feline collapsed, even though he was already lying down-- his every muscle came loose at once, his head falling back with a bounce, his legs left a quivering, sagging, cream-spattered mess tangled with Nara's tails as that shaft gave its last few vain, slobbering gushes, letting the last of the mess trail down between them as the feline melted into the bed.

Leaning back slowly, Nara drew a deep breath, eyes closed, his lips drawn in a broad, contented smile. "Now you've done it, Lith. You've taken the first step." His eyes cracked open, and he turned that smile on the exhausted puddle of a feline. "Good kitty." He giggled softly, and Lith leaked a low murble in answer, cheeks glowing warmly.

"Now, let's see..." The kitsune shifted forward just a hint. "I believe I promised you a reward, hmm? And I think, while you've certainly made a fine mess of the bed again, you've still got some more in you..." A playful growl rose in his breath as that cream-splattered rear of his shifted to hug around the spent shaft still trapped between its cheeks. A few gentle gyrations nudged the aching tip of that tool to a soft, tender fold of flesh deep between those cheeks, and the feline's mouth fell open in a silent gasp.

Slow, gentle grinds teased life from his worn length a pulse at a time, and the two groaned softly together as, with surprising dexterity, the kitsune swallowed the head of that rod-- hands free, of course. Lith shuddered and shifted, chest swelling with fresh breath as he found himself sinking into that tight grip slicked with his own seed, and Nara watched on in amusement as the feline came back to life under him.

Soon, hungry little black paws were starting to clutch at those foxy thighs again, the cat's tail whipping across the bed as he leaned up into the firm bouncing of that rear in his lap. And, of course, the heavy slap of an ivory rod bouncing off his belly. Lith couldn't help but stare, panting out, at that foxcock whipping up into the air and down to whack at his belly as its owner rode him, and he missed the subtle smirk playing across Nara's features.

A blue jet carved a furrow in his chest fur to splatter the roof of his mouth, and Lith gurgled out a yelp, shaking and thrusting roughly up into the fox as his tongue was shocked with that familiar taste. Another heavy slap to his belly, and a second shot caromed off his rising chest to make a mess of his hair. Lith yowled out in flustered confusion, though he was growing steel hard between those rolling cheeks.

"Ahh, your reward, you're getting it everywhere! Catch it, little kitty, catch it!" Nara teased with a big, playful grin as he let loose a fresh jet of sweet, blue fox spunk with every firm collision of his rear with those hips. The feline mrowled pathetically in answer and opened wide, blushing brightly around that gluttonous maw as he leaned up.

Even with that greedy display, of course, he hardly caught half of the wild, arcing spurts, but Nara gave him plenty of chances, coating his chest in blue, making a great mess of his face and the bed behind him as the kitty gulped and gasped desperately. Finally, that erratically twitching creature popped in Nara's belly, and heavy warmth filled him as he slammed down once more to sit heavy in the feline's lap. Lith writhed under him, moaning senselessly and slurping at his own lips, his eyes cemented shut under that mess.

Nara settled in, panting softly, to survey the feline under him. Lith was soon groping at himelf, scooping up that endless mess to slurp up, the red glow of his cheeks eventually emerging from under the heavy glaze of kitsune seed. The foxboy smiled slowly. Satisfaction.

In the days that followed, Lith learned many things. He learned to not even expect to get to the lunchroom or off school property-- he just went to one of the usual spots he'd be picked up. If Nara didn't snatch him up, She would, and vice versa.

Along a similar vein, he learned a lot about his dietary needs. They were actually surprisingly flexible, as far as he could tell, and as long as he snatched a few essentials now and then, it turned out this stuff, be it blue or white, made for a pretty nourishing diet! He started keeping a few vitamins and such in his pack and he would be okay for days.

He learned to ignore people that stare and whisper. Whether they were jealous, or scared, or just didn't understand, it didn't really matter. He knew he was living a strange life, but he enjoyed it a deal more than any life he'd led up to this point. A life of simple pleasures, one might say.

And of course, he learned how to... make a mess, on the spot. Nara kept him working at it relentlessly, and he had to admit, it felt kind of good to develop... control, over something that felt so good. Nara was so proud of his progress, in fact, that he said he wanted to show a few of his friends how he was coming along. Lith wasn't too sure about that, but well, the kitsune was getting pretty good at getting what he wanted from Lith...

He felt like he should have been surprised that Nara's home theater came equipped with a stripper pole. A slightly raised floor stood just before the wall the projector screen could cover, perfect for putting on "shows of many interesting varieties," as the kitsune had once put it proudly. Some rather expensive-looking recording equipment stayed stacked in the corner, thankfully. Facing the small stage was a close-packed array of couches and plush chairs.

But he couldn't see any of those in the sudden glare of the spotlight. Lith straightened, his back pressed tight to the brass pole, and tugged a little at the fluffy pink cuffs round his wrists, anchoring him to the pole. "Alright, he's ready!" Nara was calling from the doorway. Lith squinted, but the room was cast in darkness but for his little spot on the stage. People moved, giving a low murmur now and again, and the furniture creaked quietly as they settled in. He barely saw motion.

Lith squirmed slowly, glancing down over himself self-consciously. In the bright light, his dark coat took on a multi-layered sheen, and every inch of his nude form, from his steadily heating cheeks, to his pink little nipples, to his shy, dangling cathood, was on bright and open display.

"We're all comfy? Alright!" Nara had sly glee in his voice. "As you can see, Lith here has been tied up so that he can't move, and can't do anything to himself. Turn a little for us, dear?"

The feline wiggled his ears, still trying to peer into the shadows below, but he obligingly shifted his feet to turn away from them a moment, rattling those cuffs a bit.

"Thank you. Now then, tonight, as a demonstration: Lith is going to hit the target!" Something clicked, and a second spotlight flashed alive, some five feet away, revealing a large easel bearing a broad bulls-eye target. A soft chuckle rose from the audience, and Lith's ears pricked almost painfully. "You may have some idea as to how, but for now, let's watch, hmm?" The kitsune was enjoying this a little too much. "Now then, Lith. Whenever you're ready!"

Sighing softly, Lith nodded and closed his eyes. The subtle ripple of his fur was visible as a wave of light running up his sides and belly, and his chest swelled with his breath, little pink tips perking stiff. His thighs drew close together, and his cathood stirred on the throne of his little black pouch. A shift, a roll, and it lurched sleepily forward, swelling slowly, then swinging gradually up in little bobbing motions. Lith was drawing slow, deep breaths, his tail whipping occasionally from one side to the other, curling often around that pole.

That sleepy length soon stiffened to fully, perky readiness, the gentle ripple of its barbs silhouetted sharply against the black behind him as Lith shifted to face the target. His breathing sharpened, and his shaft thickened visibly with steady throbs, the subtle red of veins just barely visible pumping life through that seething creature. He gripped at the pole, leaned back into it tightly, and every trembling flex of tension through his form was visible in the myriad ribbons of light rolling across his velvety dark fur.

He gasped sharply, and the head bulged, barbs flaring out to almost look threatening as his shaft darkened, taking an angry shade of red as it throbbed with furious promise. Lith swallowed a soft groan as he eyed the target, and his hips shifted, adjusting his aim. His every breath hissed through his teeth, and the smooth gleam of his fur was breaking into dozens of jagged shards as he bristled, his entire body drawing taut.

One high cry leapt from the feline's lips, and a sinuous arc of white bloomed wild across the air, connecting the passionate red of his shaft with that of the canvas before him in one brilliant, winding rope of liquid pleasure. That single shot drilled in with surprising length before faltering, and a second jet came behind it, and a third, utterly drenching the target, and the easel, and the floor beyond it as thick globs rolled down the stand. In total, five surprisingly lengthy blasts leapt from his jerking rod before the barrage cut off suddenly, one small jet spattering the floor before the feline as he sighed heavily and sagged, leaning into the pole.

For a moment, silence hung over the softly panting feline. But Nara's voice came proudly, "Two minutes, fifty-one seconds. From soft to cumming. Still a lot of room for improvement, of course, but he's come a long way." Lith folded his ears back, offering a weak smile behind the heavy fuzz of his blush.

A soft giggle slowly rose into a smoky laugh. Lith's heart stopped.

"I have to admit, when you said you wanted to teach him something special, I thought you were just feeding me a line. But this is really something else."

A single thud from his heart in his ears as he blinked into the light. "...Melody?"

The spotlight dimmed, and warm light slowly filled the room from half a dozen indirect lamps. Nara leaned over his armrest to confide to the dark dragon where she sat leaning back, the large figure of her equine friend, Jag, slouching beside her. "You do have an eye for talent," Nara murmured with a grin, "I gotta say that. I never would have guessed back in the day just what he had in him, but you brought it right out."

The dragon smiled sweetly and clasped the kitsune's paw in one hand. "I'm just happy to see he's found someone with a passion to, ah... broaden his horizons. I was a little worried they'd just eat him up once he was in the deep end, you know?"

Nara chuckled darkly. "Oh, I could see the temptation. But plenty of time for that later. I trust you don't regret helping me, then?"

"On the contrary. Perhaps you could train this one next?" She nodded to the big horse beside her with a bemused smile. Jag straightened with a grunt of surprise.

"Hmmm. I suppose I could see what he can do..." Nara eyed the looming equine up and down, appraising a new head of livestock.

"Wouldn't that be lovely?" Melody finally looked to Lith, setting the confused feline's heart fluttering in that bare moment before her gaze flicked to Jag. "You could both be my talented little boys. We could hold contests, and whoever comes first gets a reward." Lith and Jag shared a look, and for once Lith found himself feeling rather sympathetic for the great brute. They wore very similar expressions, ones of a very special kind of dread, made all the worse for knowing how soon it may turn, against their will, to ecstasy.

"Oh, Lith will do just about anything for a good reward. I believe I owe him one for his lovely show tonight, in fact." Nara grinned at the feline.

"Oh, well, don't let us stop you!" Melody giggled, gesturing to the feline in offering.

Nara rose slowly. "Hmm, perhaps I should set up the camera? You can have a memento for the night."

"That would be lovely."

Lith learned many things in those strange days and intense nights, surrounded by smiles both friendly and hungry. That night, he came to reflect that there would always be another lesson.