{"sf1_id":80737,"sf2_id":"RnoYpBye","title":"Working Stiff","author":"MinoasT","words":5323,"posted_at":"2009-03-17T05:24:00.000Z","tags":["Bovine","Character Development","Deep Penetration","M/Herm","Other/Herm","Series","Teenagers","Vaginal"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/80737-working-stiff","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/RnoYpBye","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e2/a7/e2a7162b-cb3b-4435-a9ca-40055719af4a","description":"#3 of Growing up in Oak City","content":"This story is a work of fiction and in no way is intended to resemble any person, place, or thing  \nthat is living or dead. It contains scenes of a graphic sexual nature between consenting males,  \nfemales, hermaphrodites, and/or some combination of all three. If this offends you or is just not  \nyou cup of tea, please consider yourself warned. Copyright resides with me, the author, and  \ndistribution of this work must be approved by the author. Please and Thanks!  \n  \nPlease note this story come after the events of ‘The Blackout'.  \n  \n  \nA buzzing sound followed by the tinny sound of hard rock from a tiny speaker woke  \nKyle. He lay on his back across the hood of his car, up the windshield and his horned head  \npropped on his gym bag. Curled up tight in the crook of his arm and the blanket wrapped around  \nboth. Groaning, he noticed that the eastern sky was a brillant series of reds, purples, and oranges  \nwith a few greens and yellows. No sun, though, had risen.  \n  \nAgain came the sound of what his brain now told him was his mobile phone.  \nUnwrapping himself from the blanket and the warmth of his best friend, Kyle rolled off his car  \nand reached into the open car window. He grabbed the phone as it rang a third time.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Uh...Hello?\" he half muttered after flipping open the phone.  \n  \n\"Kyle Cooper?\" a woman asked. \"This is Cindy at the Swaggering Moose.\"  \n  \n\"Miss Bowers, I didn't think to hear from you so soon,\" Kyle said, suddenly  \nuncomfortable standing naked in the middle of an empty field. He ran a hand through his hair  \nand untangled it from his horns. \"You indicated yesterday that it may be middle to end of next  \nweek.\"  \n  \n\"I know, and I apologize for waking you up,\" Cindy replied. \"This blackout has  \napparently freaked my normal weekend help so much that she can't even talk coherently. Well,  \nless coherently than normal. If you can be here in, say, thirty minutes, you've got yourself a job.\"  \n  \n\"Sure!\" Kyle almost yelled. \"I...I mean, it'll be a close thing since I'm not at home. Let  \nme run home and get cleaned up and I'll be right there.\"  \n  \nThere was silence on the other end for a moment before Cindy spoke. \"If you want, just  \ncome straight down to the shop. My uncle used to live in the apartment upstairs before he passed  \naway. I use it mostly for storage, but the bathroom is clean and stocked with towels and  \nshampoo. Besides, you'll be wanting to get cleaned up again after we clean up from all the  \nlooting and pillaging that went on last night.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Looting?\" Kyle repeated. \"Oh gods! If it's really bad, I can bring a friend with me to  \nhelp. He's not looking for a regular job, but he's a good worker.\"  \n  \n\"Sure,\" Cindy said somewhat hesitantly. \"I can't pay much.\"  \n  \nKyle looked at Dean, who had sat up, as the ram made eating motions with his hands and  \nmouth. Kyle smiled wide as he said, \"I bet if you just fed him, he'd be more than happy to help  \nwith some clean up.\"  \n  \n\"That I can do, Kyle,\" Cindy said, relief in her voice. \"See you in a few minutes?\"  \n  \n\"Less than fifteen, Miss Bowers,\" Kyle countered and hung up.  \n  \nDean slide off the car hood and came around to Kyle with the blanket wrapped around  \nwool softened shoulders. \"So now that I've profess my love and given you my body, you just  \nwhore me out to strangers?\"  \n  \nKyle smiled down at Dean as he felt the ram's erect cock poke his thigh. \"Well, I've now  \ngot a job downtown. You'll be able to stop by in the morning on your way to work and say hi.\"  \n  \nDean ran that long tongue of his down Kyle's chest and belly while he dropped to his  \nknees. \"Maybe we can find a store room where I could give you a morning blowjob.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Kyle moaned as Dean's tongue slid along the edge of his cockhead. Sticking more than  \nsix inches out of his sheath, Kyle knew that he'd be at full erection well before Dean's throat was  \nready. \"We have fifteen minutes to get downtown, my eager little cocksucker. Can't drive with  \nyou riding my cock, now can I, little lamb boy?\"  \n  \nDean smiled up at him. Coming from anyone else's mouth, Dean would have been  \noffended. For them, it had become Kyle's pet name for Dean. He's only ever used it in private.  \n  \n\"I bet you could,\" Dean countered before opening his mouth right above the still rising  \nbullcock. \"No onesh ash fasht ash you.\"  \n  \nKyle reached down and grabbed a horn. \"Don't talk with your mouth full,\" he laughed as  \nhe pulled the ram off his cock. \"Now get dressed so we can get on the road.\"  \n  \n\"I'll just take that as a rain check,\" Dean said with a kiss to his cock. Then the ram  \ngrabbed his balls. \"Besides, I probably should probably let these big fellas recover some more  \nfrom last night.\"  \n  \n\"Well then, here are some clothes,\" Kyle smiled as he reached into the car and tossed out  \na pair of shorts. \"I'd hate to get ticketed for indecent exposure on my first day of work.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Your just worried that they'll want to fuck me instead of you,\" shot back Dean with a  \nsnooty raise of his muzzle while walking back around the car.  \n  \nKyle just laughed and shook his head. Considering he had only worn shorts and a t-shirt  \nwith no underwear, Kyle was dressed before the ram even had his shorts buttoned. Since his  \nhoofs precluded him from wearing shoes, Kyle sat behind the wheel of his car and watched Dean  \nput on first his shirt, then shorts.  \n  \nSoon Kyle and Dean were speeding back up the gravel road toward Route 7. He tried to  \ncall his mom, but each time he got a ‘System Busy. Try again later.' message. In disgust, he  \ndropped the phone into the center console. \"They must still be having problems with the power  \ngrid,\" Kyle said as he glanced over to Dean who was busy trying to use his own mobile phone.  \n\"Any luck with yours?\"  \n  \n\"No! And what's strange is that we shouldn't be,\" Dean answered. \"Ever since the last  \nwar, the power grid and the phone systems, be they land lines or cellular, have had their power  \nsystems separate. If last night's blackout had been only the power plant, then we should still  \nhave cell phone service.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Let's hope it wasn't an attack by the Telousians,\" Kyle said with a shudder as he pushed  \non the gas.  \n  \nThey sat in silence the few minutes it took Kyle to reach the downtown exit. Dean  \noccasionally tried calling with no avail. It seemed a comfortable silence. When one looked over  \nat the other, smiles would spread across their faces. Kyle looked down when he felt Dean's hand  \nsettle on his where it sat on the gear shift between them.  \n  \n\"What should we say about us?\" Dean asked in a hesitant manner. \"I mean, are  \nwe...um...\"  \n  \n\"Dating?\" Kyle prompted. \"Boyfriends?\"  \n  \n\"Um...yeah,\" Dean said with an embarrassed grin. \"Are we?\"  \n  \n\"I don't have a problem with that,\" Kyle answered with a squeeze to Dean's hand. \"One  \nof the partners at mom's law firm is openly gay. He's even in a long term relationship with his  \nboyfriend.\"  \n  \n\"So it isn't against the law to be gay?\" Dean fidgeted nervously in the seat as Kyle  \nnavigated the labyrinth of streets that made up the downtown district.  \n  \n\"Mom once told me that many of our laws come down from when the humans were still  \naround,\" Kyle said as he slowed down. \"And what the hell happened down here?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Kyle and Dean stared at the broken storefronts and windows of building and furniture and  \nrandom stuff from inside those buildings strewn across the streets and sidewalks. There were  \nstill people emerging from buildings carrying stuff out even as they were chased by those Kyle  \nassumed were the building's owners. Police were not visible except at the occasional corner  \nstopping pedestrians at what looked like random.  \n  \n\"She wasn't kidding when she said they rioted and pillaged,\" Kyle whispered in shock.  \n\"We may have to serve as guards to the place. You willing to do that?\"  \n  \n\"Kyle!\" Dean looked at him scandalized. \"Do I look intimidating?\"  \n  \nKyle glanced at his friend before turning back to the road smirking. \"No. No you don't.\"  \n  \n\"Laugh it up, horn boy,\" Dean said indignantly with arms crossed. \"You're about as  \nviolent as a dandelion.\"  \n  \n\"Here we are,\" Kyle said as he pulled over to the curb. \"The Swaggering Moose Café!\"  \n  \nThey climbed out of the car before a two-story red brick building. About thirty or forty  \nfeet wide, it had large windows on the street that were covered with wood shutters. A pair of  \ndoors set slightly off the building's center were recessed slightly. Over the door hung a large  \nwooden sign that had the name in faded cursive letters. The second story had smaller windows  \nthat were not covered in shutters, but weren't in the best of condition.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Want me to stand at the door and watch the car?\" Dean's voice trembled slightly in what  \nKyle was sure was the same fear he felt.  \n  \n\"At least until these shutters are opened up,\" Kyle said as the doors chimed upon opening.  \n  \n\"Kyle?\" a woman's fear-filled voice called from somewhere in the dark interior. \"Is that  \nyou?\"  \n  \n\"Sure is, Miss Bowers,\" Kyle called out as he stepped through the door. \"And I've  \nbrought my friend, Dean.\"  \n  \n\"Oh, thank the gods your here!\" Cindy said as a light appeared at the rear left of the shop.  \n\"Stay there! I'll come with the keys to the shutters. The power is still out, but I didn't want to  \nopen the shutters until you two got here.\"  \n  \nKyle watched the light bob up and down as Cindy worked her way forward. Soon enough  \na petite woman of five and a half feet stepped out of the darkness. An antelope in appearance,  \nshe had foot long horns that thrust up out of fiery red hair along the hairline of her forehead.  \nKyle noticed very white and pale brown fur on her face and neck that turned a pale tan as he let  \nhis gaze fall down over the plunging neckline of the tight t-shirt she wore. Old and worn jeans  \nthat hugged her slender hips and long legs down to the high heeled shoes on her feet. In one  \nhand was a long handled flashlight of heavy black metal. The other hand held a double barrel  \nshotgun.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Here,\" Cindy thrust the shotgun into Kyle's hands. With her now free hand, Cindy  \nreached into a pocket of her jeans. A jingle told him she had found keys. \"Stand guard here at  \nthe door and use that on anyone that tries to attack us or get into the shop.\"  \n  \n\"Y...you want me to shoot people?\" Kyle stared at her in horror as he felt the gun slowly  \nslipping out of his hands.  \n  \n\"No, honey,\" Cindy smiled at him as she reached up to lightly pat a cheek, \"I want you to  \nbeat them over the head with it. I used the last of the shells just before I called you. Thankfully  \nno one else has come around since then.\"  \n  \n\"Oh,\" Kyle sighed in relief. \"I...I hate guns and violence. Reminds me too much of my  \nbrother.\"  \n  \n\"I'm sorry,\" Cindy said with concern. \"What happened to him?\"  \n  \n\"He's a big asshole that's always picking on Kyle,\" Dean chuckled. \"Kyle usually tends  \nto be the type to just lay down and let people walk all over him.\"  \n  \n\"But?\" Cindy prompted when Dean didn't continue.  \n  \n\"But when push comes to shove, I will do what I have to,\" Kyle answered gruffly.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"And will he,\" a giggly voiced woman said from a few dozen feet down the street.  \n  \n\"Ever!\" finished the matching one next to the first.  \n  \nKyle, Dean and his new boss turned to find a pair of female police officers approaching  \nfrom up the street. Kyle recognized the identical twin otters with their blonde hair and overly  \nstuffed shirts. They had been the first to respond to his horrible interview at the Treslex Bar and  \nGrill two months ago. Since then, everytime he'd come downtown with his mom to discuss  \nthings either with his lawyer at her firm or to see Detective Long at the police station, they  \nseemed to be right there like a pair of overly protective sisters.  \n  \n\"Candi! Bambi!\" Kyle smiled at the buxom pair. \"How are my favorite cops today?\"  \n  \n\"Finally allowed out,\" one started as the other finished, \"on the streets.\"  \n  \n\"Good thing, too,\" Cindy chimed in as she pulled Dean down to the nearest shutter. \"Can  \nyou stick around for a few minutes while we open up the shutters? I've had quite the morning  \nfending off straggling looters.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Sure thing, Miss Bowers!\" the pair said in unison before striking threatening poses either  \nside of Kyle.  \n  \nShaking his head as he looked at the one looking north and the other looking south, Kyle  \nlet the shotgun hang loose in one hand. No more than ten minutes later found them all inside the  \ncoffee house sitting around a table.  \n  \n\"Can you even make coffee without power?\" Candi asked as the twins each sat on one of  \nKyle's legs and leaned against his chest.  \n  \n\"If the power doesn't come up soon, I'll loose everything in my fridges,\" Cindy lamented.  \n\"At least I was able to keep those damn idiots from taking anything. As freaking stupid as my  \nuncle was, I'm glad his paranoia got those shutters put on.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah,\" Dean said glumly. \"Those guys across the street look to have lost everything.\"  \n  \n\"A lot of people have lost,\" Bambi said with a nod.  \n  \n\"Everything as well. You lucky, Cindy,\" finished Candi. \"Well! We can't sit here all  \nmorning. Better hit the streets, sis.\"  \n  \n\"But don't frett, Kyley-wily,\" cooed Bambi while twirling a strand of his hair in her  \nfingers, \"we'll keep all the nasty-wasty bad guys away from our little baby brother.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Thanks, girls,\" Kyle squirmed as the two officers each kissed a cheek at once. \"I  \nappreciate it.\"  \n  \nWith that, the sisters got up and sauntered out of the café. Dean grunted in disgust as  \nKyle shook his head. Cindy stayed silent for a moment, but was the first to speak. \"Have they  \ngot the hots for you, cowboy.\"  \n  \n\"Who? Me?\" Kyle squirmed as he spun around to face the table. \"They've just taken an  \ninterest in my safety. They were the first to reach me and my dad back at that bar.\"  \n  \n\"Humph!\" Dean grunted. \"Then why were they sitting on your lap? And is that a boner  \nthey gave you?\"  \n  \nKyle gave Dean a shocked look. Then he felt his face and whole body get very warm as  \nhe realized everyone had known about his erection. \"S...s...sorry, bro,\" Kyle stammered in  \nembarrassment as he stared down at the table.  \n  \n\"Are you two?\" Cindy gasped before standing up quickly. \"Nope! None of my business.  \nJust know, that if you two are, banging in the bathroom and storeroom is strictly off limits. Go  \nup to my late uncle's old apartment and use that nasty couch of his. Stairs are at the back of the  \nkitchen. Don't be any longer than fifteen minutes and please, please, don't come back down  \nreeking of sex. Gods above! If I can't get any, I don't want to smell it on others!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Cindy then stalked off to the counter at the back of the café. Kyle and Dean could only  \nstare after her tight jeans as those hips swayed slightly from side to side. As she started to  \nstraighten up and clean, Kyle looked over to Dean with a smile.  \n  \n\"I'm sorry I'm acting so jealous,\" Dean sighed. \"Last night was just so...\"  \n  \n\"Wonderful?\" Kyle prompted his friend. \"But you've got to remember that I'm gonna be  \nthe center of a lot of attention. My attack is getting a lot of coverage and when it goes to trial in a  \nfew months, you may not want to be seen anywhere near me.\"  \n  \n\"I've shared you for all of these years,\" smiled Dean with a hesitant glance at him. \"I can  \nshare you for as long as it takes for you to be mine and only mine.\"  \n  \n\"You promise you won't go all psycho on me and my multitude of secret lovers?\" Kyle  \nsaid with as serious an expression as he could muster. He knew he failed miserably, but Dean  \nwouldn't look at him.  \n  \n\"Fuck me, fuck them, fuck whoever you want,\" Dean said softly. \"You need to find out  \nwho you really are. I'm not interested in who you fuck, just as long as you end up in me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Will you kiss me at least?\" Kyle reached out with one hand to gently pull Dean's chin up  \nto look at him while he reach down with the other to slide it between the sheep's legs.  \n  \n\"You want everyone to know you're dating a guy?\" Dean kept his eyes looking down at  \nthe table.  \n  \n\"Maybe they'll think you're only interested in my pussy,\" Kyle suggested as he leaned  \ntoward Dean's lips. \"Either way, I don't really care at the moment.\"  \n  \nThe moment Kyle's lips touched Dean's, he felt Dean's cock spring to life. As he gently  \npushed his tongue into Dean's mouth, he lightly rubbed the erection.  \n  \n\"Bastard,\" Dean whispered as their lips separated.  \n  \n\"But happy,\" Kyle laughed before he stood up. \"I better go see if Cindy needs me to  \nactually work instead of sitting here making out with my boyfriend.\"  \n  \n\"Kyle,\" Dean grabbed his wrist. When he looked down, he saw joy in Dean's eyes.  \n\"You do realize you have a raging erection hanging out of your shorts. Right?\"  \n  \nKyle looked down to see the head of his cock poking out below the hem of his shorts.  \nWith a smile, he shrugged at Dean and headed toward the counter without moving to adjust  \nhimself. He knew that it would just excite and bother Dean even more. When he glance back, he  \nfound Dean's eyes glued to him and a silly grin stretched across the face..  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You are a real bastard, you know?\" Cindy laughed. \"Cute, but a bastard.\"  \n  \n\"What? For kissing him in public?\" Kyle leaned on the counter with a big, goofy smile  \nof his own. \"He was asking for it.\"  \n  \n\"No,\" Cindy leaned forward and spoke softly, \"for making me all wet from the sight of  \nthat monster in your shorts.\"  \n  \n\"Wha...uh...hum...,\" Kyle stammered in shock as he quickly reached down to repack his  \ncock into his shorts. \"I'm...that is...\"  \n  \n\"No underwear?\" Cindy raised an eyebrow as her smile turned into a big toothy grin.  \n\"You're going to give a new meaning to the phrase ‘working stiff.'\"  \n  \n\"Where do you want me\" Kyle said then realized what he said. \"Um...a...working?\"  \n  \nJust then the power suddenly came on. Lights lit up, condensers in the fridges hummed,  \nand various appliances clicked and chimed. In a flurry of words and hand motions, Kyle found  \nhimself getting instructed in the uses of each espresso machine, bean grinder, and smoothie  \nmaker behind the counter. Then it was restocking of bins, dispensers, and assorted other things.  \nDean was put to work sweeping up the sidewalk first followed by the inside. After sorting out  \nthe fridges and coolers, Dean was sent with some cash to get replacements. With Cindy back in  \nthe kitchen making muffins, Kyle finished up yet another attempt at complicated drink mixing.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"DING!\" went the door chime just before nine thirty in the morning.  \n  \nKyle put down his third double mocha caramel latte, minus the latte, of the morning.  \nThis one was finally drinkable. \"Good morning, sir!\" he said cheerfully to a male tiger dressed in  \na crumpled red shirt and khakis.  \n  \n\"What's so good about...\" the tiger grumbled until it looked up from the paper in his  \nhands to look at Kyle. \"You! I know you!\"  \n  \n\"Excuse me?\" Kyle said, surprised at the man's reaction. \"I don't believe we've met.\"  \n  \n\"Your the kid on the news! The one those changelings attacked,\" exclaimed the tiger.  \n\"Yes! Yes! I'd recognize you anywhere.\"  \n  \n\"Can I get you something to drink?\" Kyle prompted. He hoped it would get the man off  \nhis current track, but it was only a faint hope.  \n  \n\"I...I...\" the tiger suddenly stammered as the newspaper fell from ready to be read to being  \nheld in both hands at waist level. Kyle thought he could actually see the man blush.  \n  \n\"How about a mocha caramel expresso,\" Kyle suggested. \"Our milk went bad before the  \npower came back up, so I can't make it a latte.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I...I'll take any cream you've got on you,\" answered the tiger with a slight smile. \"Need  \nhelp getting it?\"  \n  \nIt was Kyle's turn to blush. He'd never had anything of the sort said to him. As he  \nglanced down at the cash register, he noticed that the man didn't hold the newspaper in front of  \nhim so much as to one side. With the other hand, the man was gripping a raging erection  \nwrapped in those khakis. The sight gave Kyle his own erection.  \n  \n\"You're so much nicer in person,\" huffed the tiger. \"I'll take whatever you want to give  \nme.\"  \n  \n\"Three seventy,\" Kyle said with a gulp as he punched at the register.  \n  \n\"Barry!\" Cindy's voice made both of them jump. \"What are you doing out and about  \ntoday?\"  \n  \n\"Mu...mu...Miss Bowers!\" stammered the tiger in shock as Kyle held out the change.  \n  \nForgetting everything else, the tiger turned and ran out of the café. Disappearing into the  \nstreet, Kyle could only stand and stare after the strange man. His erection hanging down out of  \nhis shorts, Kyle stayed facing the counter. Cindy came up with a tray of muffins for the glass  \ndisplay.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"What was that all about?\" Cindy asked as she put the muffins into the case.  \n  \n\"I'm not sure,\" Kyle said slowly while still staring at the door.  \n  \n\"Hmmm,\" said Cindy softly as Kyle felt fingers wrap around the head of his cock. \"Just  \nwhat did happen? Whatever it was, it got the big guy all excited.\"  \n  \n\"Wha? Nothing!\" Kyle felt himself get flush with embarrasment. \"What are you doing?\"  \n  \n\"Oh, nothing,\" Cindy cooed as the antelope sank to her knees beside him. He glance  \ndown to watch as his boss wrapped her mouth around the exposed head of his cock.  \n  \n\"Oh shit,\" he muttered as he felt her tongue lap at the tip of his cock and try to push into  \nhis pisshole.  \n  \n\"DING! DING!\" when the door chime as three women entered.  \n  \n\"Get up!\" he hissed as he watched the women busily talked amongst themselves. Then,  \nwith a big smile and a move to cover his boss' horns with his apron, he called out, \"Good  \nmorning, ladies! Welcome to the Swaggering Moose!\"  \n  \n\"Darla! Anne! Linda!\" squealed Cindy suddenly from a standing position beside him.  \n\"By the blessed gods themselves!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Cindy!\" all three women squealed in unison.  \n  \nCindy almost ran around the counter to hug each of the women. Alone, Kyle could only  \nwatch since his cock was still painfully erect. To look busy, he decided to go ahead and make the  \ntiger's drink in case the man reappeared. As he was finishing it up, Cindy and the women  \napproached the counter. Starting the orders as Cindy rang them up, Kyle was thankful for the  \nexcuse to be too busy to talk. Not that it mattered since Cindy and her friends never seemed to  \nstop talking.  \n  \nOnce their drinks were made, Cindy went back to the table the women had settled at. As  \nif that was a cue, Dean showed up along with about a half dozen customers. As he was busy  \nringing up orders and making them, he noticed that Cindy only glanced his way and smiled. He  \nwasn't sure, but it seemed at times that the women would glance at him and giggle. As the last  \ncustomer stepped up to the counter, he found himself facing the tiger.  \n  \n\"Barry?\" Kyle stared in surprise.  \n  \n\"I...,\" started the tiger before casting eyes that Kyle suddenly noticed were different  \ncolors, \"forgot my order.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Been waiting for you before making it, sir,\" Kyle said with forced ease.  \n  \nThe tiger merely nodded and didn't say anything as Kyle made the coffee. Even with it in  \nhand, the tiger didn't speak or even look at him again. Taking the coffee, Barry turned and  \nwalked out of the café.  \n  \n\"Does he ever have the hots for you,\" Dean chuckled next to him.  \n  \n\"What?\" Kyle jerked as if caught with his hand in the cookie jar. \"I don't know what  \nyour talking about.\"  \n  \n\"Oh please!\" Dean laughed. \"I recognize that look. It stares back at me in the mirror  \nevery morning when I think of you.\"  \n  \nKyle felt his whole body get warm as he felt a wave of sudden and intense embarrassed  \nshyness sweep over him. Not trusting his voice or his cock, he spun about and pretended to clean  \nsomething on the back counter. Dean laughter was joined in by Cindy's and her friends.  \nPositive that everyone was laughing at him, he muttered something about needing something  \nbefore hurrying to the storeroom.  \n  \n\"Kyle!\" Dean called after him as he practically ran. \"Don't...I'm sorry.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Kyle felt his eyes water up. Suppressing the urge to just bawl in horror at being so  \nexposed, he instead started looking at the various things on the shelves. \"I really should  \nfamiliarize myself with what's back here, Dean.\"  \n  \n\"Horseshit!\" Dean said while slipping arms around Kyle's waist. \"You're embarrassed  \nthat I noticed someone else's attraction to you.\"  \n  \n\"Hey, you two!\" Cindy yelled from the doorway. \"Get upstairs and get washed up! We  \ngot about an hour before the lunch rush comes in and I don't need both of you smelling like a  \nbarn!\"  \n  \n\"But?\" Kyle stared with that deer-in-headlights look.  \n  \n\"I can handle things down here,\" Cindy smiled. \"Go upstairs and use the shower in the  \nbathroom in the back bedroom. The front bedroom is full of boxes which block the bathroom.  \nBesides, it's right over the seating area down here and the sound of you two banging away at  \neach other will embarrass both of us. Now get!\"  \n  \nCindy stepped out of the doorway and shooed the pair out. In short order, Kyle and Dean  \nwere climbing a narrow set of stairs to a small kitchen lit only be a weak ceiling fixture.  \nImmaculately clean, the pair found that a small living room with an old flower print couch and  \nbrown plaid recliners sat across from a small fireplace with an old television set beside it. The  \nfirst door they tried was a small room filled completely with boxes. There was only room for the  \ndoor to open, but that was it. Then they found a closet filled with sheets and men's clothes from  \nten or more years ago. The last door led to a small bedroom with a full-size bed and single night  \nstand between it and the far wall. A pair of doors on the wall opposite the bed revealed a small  \ncloset and a small bathroom with a shower. Clean towels were found in a cabinet over the toilet  \nas well as shampoo and various other sundries.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"There isn't a blow dryer,\" Kyle observed as he followed Dean into the bathroom.  \n  \n\"But we can both fit in the shower,\" Dean said with a cheesy grin. \"Last one naked has to  \nfuck the other.\"  \n  \nKyle laughed as he watched Dean quickly flip off shoes and shirt. As the ram unbuttoned  \nshorts, Kyle pulled off his own shirt and pushed his shorts down toward the floor. As he stepped  \nout of them, he steadied Dean as the ram was trying to pull off sock and underwear  \nsimultaneously.  \n  \n\"That's no fair!\" Dean whined.  \n  \n\"Not when I've got a hole waiting for you,\" Kyle whispered with a tweak to one of  \nDean's nipples.  \n  \n\"Do I get to pick?\" Dean shuddered as Kyle watched his friend's cock twitch and jerk in  \nexcitement.  \n  \n\"Stick the soap in the hole you don't plan on fucking,\" Kyle whispered as he pushed  \nDean into the shower. \"When you're finished...\"  \n  \nKyle couldn't finish as Dean reached up and shoved the bar of soap into his mouth. Then  \nthose black fingers reached down and grabbed his balls. While squeezing and fondling them  \nwith one hand, Dean's other hand slipped behind to find his slit. Kyle moaned as he felt first  \none, then two fingers push themselves into his pussy. The fact he had a boner at the moment  \nmade it much harder for Dean. Kyle had long ago explored his cock and pussy to find that the  \nmuscles controlling his cock's erections ran to either side of his pussy. When he was hard, those  \ncock muscles tended to clamp his pussy closed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"On your knees, my sexy cow belle,\" Dean ordered in a soft, but stern voice.  \n  \nIt made the shower a bit cramped, but Kyle complied. His chest and face where pressed  \nup against the wall under the shower head while his ass were pushed back toward Dean. Hot  \nwater struck his head and back as he felt something hard poke at his pussy while hands gripped  \neach side of his hips.  \n  \n\"Mmmm?\" Kyle moaned as he realized he still had the soap in this mouth.  \n  \nAs a response, Dean thrust that raging erection into Kyle's pussy. A sharp pain made  \nKyle growl as he bit down on the soap. A snapping sound echoed as a wet slapping sound  \nfollowed. Dean growled and grunted as Kyle felt his friends nine inch cock push deeper and  \ndeeper into him with each thrust. Then Dean would pull out until Kyle's cock muscles caught  \nthe flared cockhead. Then it would push in deeper and deeper to a place that Kyle had never  \nexplored. It felt like Dean was delving into his very soul as he felt something build inside with  \nevery penetrating thrust.  \n  \n\"Gods! You're pussy is so fucking tight!\" Dean growled through gritted teeth. \"It feels  \nlike you're going to pull my cock right off.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Fuck your bitch,\" Kyle moaned after spitting out the pieces of soap. \"Fuckin' making  \nme hot!\"  \n  \nIt was starting to feel like the cock was a red hot iron. Every thrust felt like it was hitting  \nsome button deep inside that Kyle didn't know existed. He wanted to scream. His balls bounced  \noff his cock and then off Dean. He wanted to shout. His own cock would slap noisily his belly.  \nSo good. So wonderful.  \n  \n\"I can't hold it,\" Dean almost whined. \"I'm gonna...I'm gonna...\"  \n  \n\"Shoot it!\" Kyle yelled. \"Fuckin' fill me up!\"  \n  \n\"Aaaah!\" Dean cried. \"Cumming!\"  \n  \nKyle felt Dean slam all nine inches as deep into his pussy as possible. A searing hotness  \nseemed to explode inside as he felt every pulse of Dean's cum shoot up that thick cock deep  \ninside of his belly. Like hitting a switch with that first load of cum, Kyle felt his balls pull up  \nright before he felt his own cock explode. For what seemed like an eternity Dean's cum pulsed  \nup the length of his pussy, searing his insides with a wave ecstacy, then Kyle would feel his own  \ncock try to clench his pussy shut as cum shot out his own cock to noisily strike the tile. Again  \nand again, in rapid succession, the two fed off each other's orgasm. Finally both sagged in  \nexhaustion, the hot water cooler than when they started.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Now for that ass,\" Dean muttered into Kyle's back.  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Growing up in Oak City","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/80592-the-blackout.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/81934-summer-time-fun-part-1.json"}}