Chapter One - The Exotic Dream

Story by Helsing on SoFurry

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N I G H T W A T C H

Note: Here's my first story on Yiffstar, one of which is part of a series that I am hoping to complete during these summer holidays. I hope you like it, but since this is my first I am open to whatever suggestions or critical comments you may have about my work.

Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content between two furry/anthro males.


Chapter One - The Exotic Dream

Daniel's heart was pounding furiously. The sweat that accumulated upon his hot face flew off as he pumped hard and fast into the husky beneath him, thrusting powerfully as he firmly held his lover's arms onto the bed. The droplets of sweat glistened in the shining moonlight that lit up the room as they flew off from Daniel's hot body onto his lover's, drenching his fur and the lose sheets beside him.

The wolf could feel the heat increase as his climax grew closer with every thrust into the husky's tight tailhole, leaving the large amounts of pre that shot from his thick cock to lube his lover's ass. The husky's moaning from the ecstatic pleasure increased and grew louder with the speed of Daniel's powerful thrusting. He began to grind his teeth, unable to stop his pure animal lust he could feel his foot long member thicken further with blood as his climax grew extremely close.

Now pounding with all his strength into his lover, Daniel closed his eyes and tilted his head back. With a few final hard pumps into the husky and a squeeze form his legs that hung on the wolf's back, Daniel howled as all his energy was drained from him into his lover. His hard cock pumped load after load of hot wolf cum into the husky's bowels, filling him for what seemed like eternity as the wolf's seed shot with such immense force.

As the flow of cum from Daniel's cock lessened, he lost his grip upon his lover's arms and dropped onto the husky, giving him a hard, deep kiss. The husky gave in to the kiss and began to moan softly as Daniel explored his mouth with his own tongue. Lost in ecstasy, they explored each other's mouths passionately, moving their muzzles in the locked kiss, and occasionally breaking it to take in fresh air, slowly moving their lips apart and leaving their tongues to loll out as saliva oozed from each other's mouths. Still panting heavily, Daniel broke the kiss for the last time. He paused for a moment, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Daniel felt a cold breeze against his body, sending shivers down his spine as the air cooled the sweat upon his body. He sat up on his bed and leaned forward, rubbing his face with his hands and letting out a frustrated moan. "This is the forth time this week," Daniel said to himself, "I should really find some help because I cannot go on like this..."

Daniel tossed the lose sheets over and got himself out of bed. He walked into the next room towards the kitchen area and opened a small cupboard sluggishly to grab a glass. He filled the glass with water from the sink and began drinking. Almost finished, Daniel looked at the slim glass monitor on his bench which read the time 2:48 AM in blue neon text that lit up the small kitchen.

The wolf placed the empty glass in the sink and let out a deep sigh of exhaustion. Daniel looked around his small but spacious apartment; he noticed the moonlight which came through the balcony window doors and serenely filled the living room area in front of him. He casually walked to the doors and paused to look upon the sleepless city through the glass; Daniel then slid the doors across and stepped outside onto his balcony and into the cool night air. He realized he was still in his red boxer shorts, but he just ignored it. Daniel leaned on the silver railing and gazed upon the busy city. "Ahhh," the wolf sighed, "New Memphis. So restless, yet... so beautiful."

His eyes browsed the metropolis, only spotting the occasional hovercraft fly near by his balcony as well as the few lights which lit up office blocks within towering skyscrapers that faced his small apartment. Daniel looked further up into the night sky and noticed the beacon lights from the various overhead transport spacecraft that floated above New Memphis. A battlecruiser, along with other transports, had made port at New Memphis for the last night before they were to be sent back up for another three months with a new workforce dispatch, that of which included himself.

Daniel stopped for a moment, then turned around and walked back inside his apartment, sliding the doors closed behind him. He walked over to the kitchen bench to check the time on his monitor. It read 3:03 AM. "I'd better get some sleep, I'm gonna need it." blurred Daniel as he stretched himself. The wolf brushed a hand through his muddled hair as he walked back into his room. He dropped onto his bed lazily and drifted off almost instantly.

[7:00 AM - Friday, September 21st]

The alarm clock sounded, and without hesitating, Daniel clenched his fist and nearly smashed the darn thing to pieces. The wolf awoke with an uneasy start, he lied there motionless for the next fifteen minutes moaning and making other sluggish noises of the sort. "Oh lord, have mercy on my soul..." Daniel moaned as he slowly rolled off the bed. He picked himself up and walked out of his room down to the bathroom. Daniel stopped just in front of the large bathroom mirror to stare at himself again, flex his guns, and check himself out.

Daniel, considering his age of 21 years, was indeed fit and had very well defined muscles that were noticeable through most of his clothing. Besides this, Daniel appeared as just an average everyday anthro-wolf with dark grey fur that covered his entire body except for his chest and other secondary coloured areas that were a lighter tinge of grey. There was only one unusual distinct feature about Daniel however, his retinas looked like burning emeralds; they were coloured like a fire that burned inwards towards his pupil. Though it may be rare, others either ignore it, or oddly enough, find it quite fascinating. Daniel never really cared, although some said his eyes gave him that attractive "spark". He never forgot the few girls (and guys) at his old senior school that fell for him simply because they found his eyes so... stunning.

After a minute or so of staring at himself in the mirror, Daniel took off his boxer shorts and started his everyday shower. Nearly ten minutes later, he stepped out of the shower and grabbed a nearby towel to loosely dry himself off like usual. Daniel threw his boxers into a basket and walked over to his bedroom to grab another fresh pair, still roughly drying his head with the towel. The wolf then got dressed and prepared himself for the busy day ahead, packing clothing and other essential items that he would need for the next three months.

Daniel began to wonder as he started dressing himself, he drifted into deep thought about his past years. Ever since he left Earth for Aeron, he left behind his life, and the friends, colleagues and family that he once knew are nothing but a faded memory. As Daniel buckled his metal belt on his custom denim jeans, he looked back on the past twenty months or so. He dug up memories from when he commenced work as an aircraft engineer at Port Kryta, one of the most busiest harbors in the southern hemisphere. Kryta was where Daniel became well-known for his engineering and technician skills, it was also where he met Brian (another wolf), an experienced engineer and former military pilot. He taught Daniel everything he needed to know about working within the industry and what troubles he may face, but being an ex-military pilot, Brian also taught him how to fly certain aircraft and other spacecraft whenever he had the opportunity.

Daniel slipped on a black tank top and packed the rest of the gear into his bags. He left them just outside his bedroom and casually walked to the kitchen to prepare himself a simple breakfast. Before he started to put together anything, Daniel activated the control monitor with a swipe of his finger. A menu screen flashed and appeared before him. "Good morning Daniel" sounded a female voice.

"News please" Daniel said briefly. A large screen opened up on the wall just in the lounge area in front of him. As the television initiated a default news channel, Daniel quickly worked up some cereal and resumed an indolent state of deep thought. Everyday, more than six hundred different craft were brought for service and maintenance into Port Kryta, most of them stationed at the assembly warehouse where Daniel worked. Although the work was exhausting, the experience was just awesome...

Daniel resumed full consciousness when a news article was stated, notifying work at the new interplanetary defense and research development, known as Project Helo (Daniel's new assignment). Initially planned for construction over all seven of Earth's colonies, Helo is a planetary defense assembly formed as a massive ring structure that surrounds a planet, consisting of several battle stations, industrial research facilities and so on. Daniel paid attention to the news article for a few moments, eating his cereal, but lost interest soon afterwards realizing it was nothing serious. "Hhhhmmm," he muttered through drinking his juice, "almost ninety-eight percent complete. God, why do they still need me?" Daniel finished up his breakfast and left his bowl and glass in the sink to soak with some second grade washing liquid. He had an automatic dishwasher but he didn't use it often, seems the low humming noise that it made only agitated him.

Daniel switched the TV off and left the monitor on stand by, he collected the rest of his things and dropped them in the hallway just outside his apartment room. Daniel went back into his bedroom to quickly make his bed, after making it however, he noticed he had forgotten to take his wristwatch. A classic silver Nixon KG-8800, (a rare metallic edition), one that was given to him by Brian just before he left for New Memphis. Daniel slid the watch onto his left wrist *click* and let out a small sigh of relief. Every time he would use the watch, thoughts of Brian and other friends from Kryta would always fill his head, he wondered how they were doing, and how far they had gone since he left. Daniel shook his head and glanced at the time, "Arrhhh crap, I don't wanna be late." He snatched a pair of shoes from the closet and promptly took his security keycard from the bedside table. "Alarm; initiate full security standby please."

A beeping noise sounded followed by the sweet female voice again that said "Full security initiated. Have a nice day Daniel." So with that last command, Daniel walked out of his apartment into the hallway and locked the door behind him with his keycard.

Daniel moved his bags to the side, sat down and hurriedly put his shoes on. These were a new pair sent to him by a friend he met here in New Memphis, a special runner's pair by Shenro Athletics (the most popular footwear brand for canines), custom built for his rough feet and specially designed for ultimate flexibility and strength. When Daniel finished he jumped up without hesitation and picked up his stuff, he took the convertible bag over his left shoulder and the other two large bags in each hand. Daniel moved quickly down the illuminated hallway, fresh morning air filled his nostrils as he looked through the large glass screens on his right that faced the apartment rooms, gazing at the awe-inspiring sunrise that hit the city. Daniel arrived at the elevator and pushed the key for lower levels. The doors slid open, he walked in and they closed behind him.

As the lights inside the elevator lit up, a voice similar to the one in his apartment room spoke. "Good morning Mr. Hawke, what level would you like to go to?"

"Ground level please," said Daniel. The elevator hummed and began to drop down. Daniel let out a soft sigh; he put his bags down and looked in his convertible bag for his black pair of sunglasses. When he did, Daniel slid them on and grinned defiantly. Six levels down and the elevator arrived at ground level. As the doors opened, the voice spoke again.

"Have a nice day Mr. Hawke, goodbye." Daniel turned around, picked up his bags and walked out into the lobby.

At eight o'clock in the morning, not many people were around seems they had already left for work about two hours ago. Daniel noticed a few people, sitting at tables reading newspapers, having breakfast at the café and so on. Some even gave a small wave to him when he browsed the lobby; he waved back with a smile, hoping not to run into anyone familiar who might start a conversation with him because he was already a few minutes behind schedule. Daniel walked up to the service desk, put his baggage down again and lifted the sunglasses from his eyes. A lovely young female cheetah wearing a grey suite and blood red tie greeted him. "Good morning Mr. Hawke, I have ordered a public taxi to come pick you up and should be here shortly." she said with a smile.

"Thank you Julie, I appreciate it." replied Daniel.

"Not a problem Mr. Hawke."

"By the way Julie, your hair looks beautiful this morning." remarked Daniel with a smirk. Julie blushed and hung a finger on her lower lip loosely; she posed herself against the desk in a subtle manner and looked at Daniel innocently. He merely smiled and winked back at her. Just before Daniel could say another word, the taxi arrived out in front of the building.

"Oh, your hot ride... I mean, taxi has arrived sir..." said Julie in a shy voice, still blushing a bit under her rich fur.

"Thank you Julie. I'll be back in another three months, try not to miss me too much. Goodbye." And with that last comment, Daniel picked up his gear, smiled, and walked out to the taxi.

"Good luck Mr. Hawke!" she yelled and waved enthusiastically, just before the glass doors shut behind him. The service assistant paused and sighed lightly before resuming her work at the desk, trying to ignore the several odd looks she got from the few people in the lobby area.

From the peaceful hotel lobby to the loud central city environment of New Memphis, Daniel made his way to the awaiting taxi hovercraft (more or less a floating bus) and stepped inside. He moved down towards the back end of the taxi, taking a glimpse at the few passengers as he walked by, and made himself comfortable near a window seat, placing his bags underneath the it. The scissor like doors of the taxi closed, a faint humming noise sounded and the taxi began to rise. In only a mere few seconds, the craft was twenty-four feet above ground level (the standard hover-traffic height in central city areas). After a moment or so, another speaker voice announced their next destination; "Next stop, Q1 Central." The taxi then flew off, and disappeared into the busy city traffic.


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