Eric finds love
#4 of Eric the mouse
Eric looked at the business card in his head, not noticing anything until Ben nudged him and said "We are home." Eric nodded as he got out, eyes glued to the card. On it was the name and number of the guy who was supposedly the perfect match for him. The lynx's computer had printed it out and said it was a 99% match to Eric's likes and dislikes. However, Jason refused to disclose anything more about the mystery male except that he was a canine and if Eric was interested, to call the number or if was shy, to use the email.
Eric choose the later option and soon fired off an email at 2 am, knowing the other was most likely asleep. Eric was surprised when he got an immediate reply and agreed to meet the other a coffee shop the next day.
Eric walked into the coffee shop, wearing sandals, a plain white t shirt and jean shorts. He had been so nervous he was nearly late and hadn't put on underwear at all! However, his mystery friend was right; he was kinda hard to miss.
Eric walked over and asked "You Samson?" Eric looked that large mastiff over, he was tan, a slight pouch or plumpness was about him, and his ears were floppy and his jowls very short. Samson smiled as he shook the offered hand and said "Yes, you must be Eric, please, take a seat."
Eric sat and chatted with the canine and they instantly clicked. They both were members of the BAR; Eric just passed his, Samson a private attorney. Samson asked "So how did you get involved in law?" Eric sighed, it was a sore point. He said sadly "My parents were killed a couple years back in a car accident by some drunken trust fund kid. The kid was unapologetic and threatened to sue me for damage to his car and all that. Thankfully, one of my dad's friends was an attorney and after getting the kid convicted, sued him and got me the guy's entire trust fund plus $5 million. Imagine that, one lawyer in a court of law, telling the world how this kid destroyed someone's life and making him actually pay for it. Last I heard, the guy was working at some fast food place trying to make ends meet."
Samson frowned and placed a big paw on top of Eric's paw, the canine hand engulfing the smaller mouse's, and he said "I am very sorry, I-" Eric cut him off and said "You didn't know, why did you go into law?" Samson smiled and said "My grandfather was a mildly famous attorney, and it's the family business."
Eric was sad when it came time to leave but smiled as Samson walked him out. BOOM! The sky burst open with rain and lighting, instantly soaking Samson and Eric through to the fur. Samson shouted over the wind "My house is right next door, we can dry off there!"
Eric and Samson dashed to the dog's house and ran inside the small one story house. Samson chuckled and said "Here, let me get us some towels." Samson, without thinking, walked deeper into his home, shedding his t shirt and jeans without thought, giving Eric a lovely view of the pooch's taunt ass and a glimpse of a set of very low hanging balls.
Samson soon returned with a large towel, one was wrapped around himself and passed it to Eric as he said "Bathroom is around the corner if you want, just leave the wet clothes on the rack in there and just wear the towel, because everything I have is too big for you."
Eric nodded as he walked into the bathroom and toweled off his fur, and when he went to set his clothes on the rack, he noticed Samson's clothes. He looked around and once sure the canine wasn't looking, looked it over and giggled as he saw the canine's underwear. It was a mesh; see through, large jock strap. Judging from the size of it, Samson was big all over!
Eric blushed as he set it back and quickly wrapped the large towel around himself twice, and finally a third time to keep from tripping. Eric smiled as he saw a bowl of popcorn set out and Samson was on the couch with remote, large foot paws up on the coffee table. He smiled as he said "Care to watch a cheesy zombie movie while we wait for our clothes to dry?" Eric smiled as he said "I love cheesy zombie movies!"
Eric sat next to Samson and leaned on his shoulder. Samson smelled, well, like a wet dog but his fur was soft and underneath the fur was a set of muscle. Eric smiled as Samson put an arm around his shoulder and hit the play button.
Samson gasped and Eric blushed when, instead of a zombie movie, a porno popped onto the screen. It was a small silver mouse getting blown by a white and black Great Dane. Samson fumbled with the remote and flicked it off, blushing through his fur as he said "I-I-I must have grabbed the wrong one." Samson just wanted to die, he met the perfect guy and now he fucked it up because he was too busy undressing Eric in his head to realize what he grabbed.
Eric blushed but stopped when he saw the canine's towel begin to tent. Eric didn't hear Samson apologize, his nose twitched as he began to smell the thick musky scent of horny dog.
Samson pleaded with Eric to not be mad but stopped when he followed the mouse's gaze. He turned crimson and covered his lap but Eric stopped his paws as he said "Please, it's been a lovely evening and I really do like you, can I please see it?"
Samson blushed but unwrapped the towel, revealing a set of very low hanging pinkish tan balls, roughly the size of Eric's fist. They attached to a long, thick furry tan sheath with a deep scarlet red triangular tip poking out. Eric was blown away, the head alone was so thick, Eric doubted he could fit a paw around it!
Samson smiled as he said "Your turn, take it off." Eric blushed as he did so, cream colored underbelly, large, furry rodent balls, small sheath and a thin, pink cock standing fully upright.
Samson licked his lips as he pushed the coffee table back and said "I have always had a thing for mice, they are just so cute, especially you." Eric blushed as he said "I always liked dogs, they seem so loyal." Eric frowned as he said "I didn't bring a condom, crap." Samson smiled as he said "Don't fret, Jason does a standard STD test, we are both clean and healthy, but if you want to wait, it's alright."
Eric shook his head and said "No, I don't want to wait! I like you and I want toOOO SQUEAK!" Eric squeaked as Samson licked the hard mouse cock, massive tongue sliding from balls to tip in one stroke. Eric moaned as he laid back, gripping the couch as the mastiff's rough dog tongue lapped at his groin and he gasped as Samson licked him from tail base to dick tip and back before easily swallowing the mouse cock in his massive maw.
Eric moaned as he felt Samson's jowls on his thighs, the huge mouth easily took the large rodent testes into his hot mouth, tongue lapping at Eric's asshole as he bobbed his head on the mouse's genitals.
Samson loved the sweet taste of Eric, hands cupping the rodent's pert ass, massive paws engulfing the small mouse buttocks. Eric didn't care that he was soaked from the knees up to his navel. He didn't care his fur was matted with salvia, all he cared about was the mastiff's humongous was tonguing, lapping and blowing his cock, balls and ass at the same time.
Eric squealed and squeaked, raising a racket as he squirmed and thrashed, unable to escape the dog's tongue. He screamed but no noise came out as he orgasmed, entire body twitching as he came, each pulse of semen causing each muscle to tense.
Samson easily swallowed the mouse's spooge; it wasn't harsh or watery but just right and sat nicely in his belly. Samson bobbed his head as he cleaned Eric up and pulled off with a plop, as the mouse's soft penis and empty scrotum flopped out of the mastiff's maw and slapped the mouse's taint.
Eric panted; he had never come like that in his entire life. He looked down; his fur was wet and spiky, fur poking out every which way. Eric smiled and said "I love you Samson, I truly do." And Eric meant it; he wanted to be with this canine the rest of his life.
Samson smiled as he kissed the top of Eric's head, right between the ears as he said "And I love you, now let me dry you off and then see if you want to spend the night."
Sorry for the delay folks but here it is! I promise I will update this series very soon!