Star Spots Chapter 1
#1 of Star Spots
The first chapter of a story I'm writing about my adventures. Think of it as a day in my life.
My day is just beginning; I think any time is nice to have fun. Especially in the wee hours in the morning.
The time was 3:35 in the morning. I lie awake in bed, unable to fall asleep. I did my best to drift myself back into slumber; nothing worked. I tried counting backwards, drank warm milk, and even counted sheep. Nothing worked. As I lay awake, I was growing restless. Believe me, you wouldn't like me when I'm restless.
My name is Shadow T. Tamblyn. I'm a Dalmatian, but unlike the rest of my kind who have normal spots, mine are in the shape of stars. My eyes were bloodshot from stress. I eventually gave up sleep, so I got up and started my day. This in fact was hard when feeling groggy. So, after taking a long shower to wake up, I went ahead and fixed me some breakfast. "Urrgh... Today's going to be a long day!" I said, moaning. I just knew that by waking up a quarter after three in the morning spelled bad news. I blame the heat. "There's so much to do today. I have to return some library books, go to the market, and go to work, among other stuff." I then let out a big sigh. To tell you the truth, I didn't want to do this. But, I had no choice, especially for the work part. It was either go to work or be terminated. I needed the cash. So, after having a filling breakfast consisting of eggs, oatmeal, bacon, muffins, grits, hash browns, and orange juice, I didn't need to be at work until 8 am. Currently, the time was pushing to 4am, which gave me time to have fun with myself. Grabbing my laptop computer, I logged onto a furry art site and began browsing at many different close-up shots of, you guessed it, footpaws! You see, I am what you call a kinky Dalmatian. There are a lot of fetishes I am into; I don't care if I'm weird for liking them. (Some of my fetishes include: Vore, Weight Gain, BDSM, Macro/Micro, Scat, Watersports, etc. I am not weird for liking these!)
When I finally found a picture of two guys giving each other paw jobs, I set my laptop on the table. I then began rubbing my sheath, moaning until my cock slipped out of my sheath. As I kept my eyes onto the picture, I grabbed onto my meaty member and proceeded to jerk off. Now, this was my special time. I panted as I pawed off to the picture. I was more active than a fast-turning turbine. I was so aroused, turned on, and frankly I didn't care if I made a mess. "Oh yeah, rub that cock with your feet." I panted, speaking to the picture. I was being shot with immense pleasure as the photo aroused me even more so. I was beginning to feel nasty; it was something I'll never grow tired of! Now, to make things better. Luckily, I knew exactly what to do. Lying my backside on the sofa, I pushed my legs up and grabbed them. I then proceeded to bend them behind my head. (I was flexible. It didn't hurt a bit, really.) Now, the fun begins! My throbbing cock was in reach; I soon closed my maw around it. Sucking on it, it was obvious what I was doing. I sent out signals showing that I loved this; I was thrusting my body to get the motion started. "Oh, who's a bad boy? You are." I began saying naughty things, particularly to get the mood going.
In the wee hours in the morning, I was auto-fellatioing (I know it's not a word, but in my sense, IT IS!) myself; let me tell you, it felt good. I've never felt any pleasure like this since I announced my homosexuality. It felt as if I lifted a huge rock of my shoulders. That rock was all my doubts and stress. I taught myself not to cum prematurely, so I was taking my time. To help me, I thought about the things that aroused me. I had a lot of things that turn me on; it would take a long time naming all of them. So, I won't. "Nnnnnnghh... Oh my God, this feels so fucking good!" I exclaimed. "This is giving me the same pleasure other guys give me!!" In truth, it was. I was a natural when it comes to sex. I was both dominant and submissive, a switch.
"Come on Shadow, you can do this. Cum like you never came before! Don't be a dud, be a stud!" I was coaching myself as I kept on sucking my cock. I could feel droplets of my pre drip into my mouth. Grabbing onto my musky balls, I began stroking them both tenderly and lovingly. It was such a shame I forgot to get a camera. It would be useful right about now for a time like this. I know a couple of guys that'd love to watch me touch myself.
I was getting close to reaching my climax, I could feel it coming. My cock was throbbing, I was jerking my body, and my toes were curled. "Owww, just a little longer, oh yeah, that's the stuff!" I said, taking my maw off of my cock; panting of pleasure. "I can already feel that this will be a big one!" I then resumed sucking my cock, fondling my balls, and wished that I could've gotten the video camera. `To each his own.' I always say. A Dalmatian sucking on its own penis, what could be better than that? Since the time of ejaculation was coming rather quickly, I opened my maw and grabbed my cock and proceeded to jerk off by grinding my right handpaw on my meaty member. I did this repeatedly until I squirted a thick, heavy amount of cum directly into my maw. I moaned as I consumed my well-spent cum. I wasn't an amateur at this. I've been doing this for a long time. Ask my friends, they'd say I've had. Once I finished cumming, I had some of my semen dripping from my maw. I then licked my maw clean. Now how about that for a dirty Dalmatian?
Now, I am ready for the day