Shadows of the Night.
?~Note: This is nothing more than a short story was written as a quick present to a rp friend when she wasn't feeling well. It continued the story of a characters we'd been playing steadily at that point. I'm not going to bother adding a bit to explain the how or why of where the story starts. Just going to leave it 'as is' and you can decide for yourself if you like or dislike. Also, this is not the first thing I've ever written, just the first I've ever decided to share.~
A few nights after their last encounter, the snowy furred male wolf was sitting alone in his room. The clock on his nightstand read three twenty four in the a.m. He should have been asleep hours ago, and if he were to be caught awake playing video games by his parents, things would not play out well for him. A growl of frustration escapes his muzzle as the character he's playing on the screen once again bites the dust and the controller is tossed to the bed in annoyance. He glances toward the nightstand, eyes widening in surprise as he realizes the time. The game system and television get shut down and the young canine decides it's time to take his tail to bed before he is discovered still awake, should one of his parents happen to wake to use the bathroom.
He strips of his boxer briefs, the only article of clothing he had been wearing and stretches out on the mattress. A paw slips down his body to fondle his sack a little, giving his boys a teasing grope while the other paw swipes up his phone, thumb pad pressing and swiping at the screen to bring up his photo album. Pics of his sister naked filling his view as that groping paw moves up a little to his filling sheath. A soft moan escaping his lips. He flicks slowly through the small collection he has, pausing long enough to enjoy each beautiful erotic secret shots as he becomes more and more aroused until his blue fleshed manhood is fully unsheathed. The shadow it casts upon the wall from the light of the lamp beside his bed making his member look like a towering obelisk. The pads of his paw slowly slip up and down, the grip light, deliberately teasing.
He enjoyed getting off to her dirty pictures, the act made even hotter to him by the fact that she didn't know he had them. She had known of one, but he'd deleted it in exchange for sexual favors. Favors he had fully enjoyed. He suspected that she had very much enjoyed herself as well from the way she had held at his body and begged him to tie her, even if she wouldn't admit to it yet. He whines softly, wishing he still had that pic. There was just something about seeing her lovely face drenched with his cum that just made her more beautiful in his eyes. The thought of it making his thick spire throb harder, precum spurting from the smooth tapered tip.
Suddenly he stops as the idea pops in his head. He can just take that picture again. This time he wont play around. Just sneak in, do it, and get out.
He silently rises from the bed and moved slowly to the door. His paw steadily grips the knob and twists gently, the door making no sound as he swings it inward just enough to slip out. As he stealthly creeps across the hallway to his sisters room, it doesn't dawn on him that he's still nude. The thought of putting his underwear back on just in case he ran into one of his parents in the hall for some reason never occurred to him. If one of them were to exit their bedroom or the bathroom right now and discover him at his sisters door naked with a boner hard enough to cut diamond, it would probably be a disaster. But luckily things always seemed to work out for the sibling wolves when it came to never getting caught.
As he slips into the darkness of her room, the soft rhythmic sound of her breathing graces his ears. Despite the lack of light his eyes can follow the gentle motion of the bed covers as they rise and fall almost hypnotically. With a grin his paw finds his throbbing length once more, stroking fully and slowly as he approaches her bed. The pads of his feet falling silent on the carpeted floor till he is standing near the head of the bed.
In the darkness of the room it's difficult to make out things at close range, but thanks to the screen of his phone, he's able to see that she's facing away from the lamp. His lips curl into a grin at this, it made it less likely that the sudden introduction of light would awaken her. A soft clicking sound is made by the lamp switch as he flicks it on to the first setting. The bulb illuminating just enough to send out a gentle glow. It would be just enough to read by and it would suffice for what he wished to do.
As he stood there over his sister with his paw slowly massaging at the upper third of his very impressive pole, he lets out a breathy sigh of pleasure. His eyes on her lovely face, smiling at the thought of painting her features white again as the camera silently records the action, having opted for video as he fear the sound of the camera shutter would awaken her as it had last time. He would grab screen captures of the mess he made later when he was alone. He fought with himself to not moan outright as his cock throbbed hotly in his expertly skilled paw. The long tail wagged slowly behind him, the muscled toned buttocks flexing and relaxing as his hips moved slightly, thrusting into his paw as if he were actually between her legs pumping away. He wanted to take her again. The urge so intense. But it would ruin what he really wanted from her tonight. Another secret picture that he could cherish and enjoy the rest of his life. He hunched down a short way and very softly rubbed the hot slick azure flesh of his precum coated tip along her cheek. The fur was so soft and felt wonderful. A fresh dribble of pre spurted near her lips and he rubbed back over it, a smile on his lips as he watched a bit through the camera.
He was wrestling with the idea of trying to fuck her mouth when he had a different thought. Something that would surprise her in a different way. He sets his own phone down for a moment and picks hers up from the nightstand. He flicks it on and quickly finds the camera. He knew her phone was more expensive than his own and also a superior model with a silent shutter feature. That would be perfect. He looks through the view finder and crouches down. Places his hard hot length on her face, adjusting it so it looks like she was nuzzling against it with her cheek, then snapped a pic. He titles it "Love you <3" before saving it to memory. He wanted to add the word 'sis', but thought it was best not to, lest one of her friends see it. He might have been this horrible little pervert, but he didn't want people thinking that way about her.
Satisfied, he set the phone back down and picked his back up, pawing feverishly at his veined shiny blue cock as the phone recorded. The bulb at the base swelled, his large heavy orbs pulled up, and with every ounce of control he could muster, he came silently. His eyes rolling back in his skull and his jaw stretching wide in a mute cry of pleasure as his cock erupts. The first long jet spurting out across her cheek. The second spurting further, landing over her hair. Streams three and four came in quick succession over her eye and just to the side of it. He did his best to aim, wanting to completely mask her in his hot milk. Five six and seven coated the visible side of her muzzle and it dripped a bit over her lips and chin. The view finder caught every splash down as orgasm tore through him. It was simply amazing that he didn't drop the camera. His balls were not empty yet. An eighth spurt landed over her hair again and the center of her forehead, quickly starting to flow toward the pillow. A ninth, this one less in volume and force splashed onto her neck. A final tenth spurt landed very close to nine.
Then it was over. He admired his work as he stood there, a post orgasmic tremor making his legs feel rubbery. The camera continued to take in the sight of the now cum drenched ebony furred older teen sister. She looked as if an orgy had just finished on her and he smiled at the simple fact that it was only him. But on top of that, she looked incredibly beautiful, as if it were somehow right that she be bathed in his essence. He switched off the phone, then the lamp. He simply left her like that to finish her slumber. There was no way he could clean her up without waking her, so he didn't bother. She would probably be upset with him again, like she always pretended to be after they played. But if he was right about her, he knew she secretly liked it, and that was a good enough reason to keep giving it to her. He silently crept back to his room, still naked, and crawled into bed. Finally going to sleep.