Free the Sky
Second Commission for Sky all characters belong to him.
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Sky lay sprawled out on the couch with a sigh. Another day of school completed without losing control of the monster between his legs. Even with baggy pants he had a hard time hiding the product of his overdose seven years ago. The teenage dogfox was practically counting the days until his eighteenth birthday and he'd be legally free from his parents. The reason for this entered the room as soon as he thought about it. His father, who had once yelled at his brother, now yelled at him for the same things.
His mind found itself shutting down. It had gotten to the point where his father's tirades had elicited this response. The words would cease being language from his point of view. It would be a flow of noise from Sky's perspective. He idly wished Rai was still around, to distract Dad. Whenever he tried to think of what had happened to his big brother, his mind went fuzzy and turned some other direction. Though sometimes he had dreams about him, and he'd wake up covered in a gallon of his seed. The hybrid didn't notice himself growing aroused down his baggy pants leg, but from the color his dad was turning, it was very likely he noticed.
Sky took the color of the elder canine's face and the volume of his voice as a sign it was time to head up to his room. He nonchalantly stood and shoved his paws in his pockets, walking towards the stairs.
There was a flash of light in his vision, and he found himself on the ground. Sky groaned, feeling an ache across the back of his head, rubbing it.
"DON'T YOU DARE WALK AWAY WHILE I'M TALKING AGAIN!" His father was screaming. Sky rubbed the back of his head, wincing. His father had struck him... Something in the back of his mind clicked, started to plan.
The teenage hybrid simply growled and got up, resuming his path up to the stairwell, and his room, which luckily had a lock on the door. Sky turned on his computer, waiting a few moments for it to stop thinking about being turned on, before opening his browser. He started looking up emancipation laws for his state and sighed. "Fucking hell... no way I'd qualify..." He looked at his calendar. It would be far too long to wait until he was eighteen.
Turning off the computer in frustration, Sky flopped down across his bed, hearing it creak. With a tug on his beltloops and a few strategic flexes of his hips, the loose pants came off by themselves, no unbuttoning or unzipping required. The hybrid then tugged down his shorts, exposing his maleness to the lukewarm air of the room. "Heya big guy." He chuckled, starting to rub the exposed head, peeking out of his fuzzy tube of a sheath. Just this was enough to get the shaft to slip out most of the way, as if offering to have most of its surface caressed in a similar way. He smiled softly and started rubbing and kneading, feeling the hot flesh starting to stiffen and swell out, engorging with his blood. Sometimes he wondered where he kept all that blood necessary to give this monster life. But most often that idea would be pushed away by the pleasure of said shaft throbbing in his paws, starting to leak musky, slick pre on his face.
He lapped at his pre, murmuring softly at the intense bliss his amazing arousal gave him. His mind shut down again, but for a different reason.
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It was the dark of the night. The elder hybrid felt something shift in the bed next to him. He grunted, thinking it just his wife readjusting.... But then there was a thrashing. He groaned and rolled over... to see a familiar pair of arms being pulled under the covers, out of sight, clawing at the pillows as they went.
He blearily blinked and tried to wake up, confused at this and pulled back the sheets. To his horror he saw an enormous penis. Those same familiar paws slid out of sight into its slit as he watched. He shuddered, the bulge of his wife sliding deeper, toward the shaft's owner.
The dogfox looked up and saw a silhouette of the hyperphallic intruder. All he could tell in the darkness was that he was canine of some sort. The shaft below flexed, and rose up from the sheets. The elder canid could see the squirming bulge of... his wife... in the left teste of the other male. "Oh my god... L-Let her go!"
"I'm tired of listening to your yelling, day in, day out." A familiar voice came. His mind rushed, trying to place the voice with a face. Unfortunately, he should have been running. That cock came down, slamming its gaping slit down over his head, and forcing his arms to his sides as its weight drew it down over his shoulders. Coughing, the adult struggled, writhing and trying to pull out, push the heavy shaft up and off him. The flesh inside flexed and worked itself down. Soon his whole torso was covered in the hot wet flesh.
Then the length squirmed and flexed, raising up, lifting his legs up and over itself. Gravity fought his attempts at escape as his hips were dragged in. His muzzle pressed into something hotter, then down into a slightly cooler space. He groaned, then coughed and held his breath, the musk overwhelming, followed by his head getting submerged in a pool of seed. By the time his head emerged again, forced to curl around, his ankles were being devoured, then he felt the last of the cool air of the outside world leave him. He was falling, his legs being stuffed into the tight space with him.
The adult tried to think of the voice he recognized before, the musk clouding his mind. Loud gurgles started to sound next to him, and a sense of dread filled him. The fluid in the chamber he was in was raising gradually and he was starting to feel faint from lack of air and the overwhelming warmth around him. A tingle started where this fluid had seeped through his fur completely. He let out a weak groan, finally passing out.
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Sky awoke the next morning with a weak groan and a throbbing erection in his face. He chuckled and patted his shaft and then tried to scoot his hips to the edge of his bed, so he might sit up more easily, but even that was hard this morning. He looked around his shaft, and perked. His nuts weren't that big last night. "Huh..." he muttered to himself. "Guess its part of growing up..." He reached for his cell phone to call his boyfriend over, to take care of his morning sequoia.
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