Piercing Parlor Panic
Another story with ToKu, though maybe this time something a little more exciting happens. Though they don't appear in this story I do make mention to two characters that aren't mine and still want to give credit to their maker. Black and The Furry Angel Belong to The Furry Angel, he has an awesome series that you should check out if you like wolves, huskies, tigers and such. So go here if you have the time to read his stories:
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With out further a do...
Piercing Parlor Panic
It was almost offensive, rubbing alcohol and incense, two smells that in and of themselves don't smell bad but should never mix. The white walls were just that, seemingly scrubbed clean and plastered with posters while the floor looked like it had been waxed this very morning. The clothing racks of black shirts were placed carefully on pre-marked spots with masking tape. The buzz of a tattoo gun blared somewhere off on the other end of the shop as a bizarre mixture of rock and rap was played from speakers in the ceiling. The hum of a mini fridge positioned foolishly by the door displayed a small assortment of drinks while a wind chime signaled anyone who walked in or out. The tiger almost regretted taking the single step into the place, but it was his birthday or at least it had been two days ago, he deserved to do something for himself.
He had dug out his old ‘Impeding Doom' shirt, the one with Jesus on the back while countless dead bodies littered the ground at his feet with the words ‘He's coming Back' across the bottom. He felt like a walking contradiction wearing it, not being Christian, but admiring the band and Jesus both for who they are none the less. He had also pulled on a pair of camo shorts to add an air of toughness to him. He usually had to prepare before he ever left his house, he hated fashion scenes and the like but he had to look a certain way before he felt comfortable enough before going out into the world.
Aside from the two raccoons behind a long glass counter displaying jewelry of all sorts, there were only three other furs in the shop; a hare with purple dyed head fur, a female cheetah looking as sunglasses and an otter looking through the glass display case at piercings he might want to add to the other eight he already had on his face. He tried to tell himself that five people were much better than two thousand. He had been back for three weeks now but the whole incident in Colorado still made his tail go numb. He had been raped, really raped, he blamed himself though; he hadn't taken his meds according to the prescription. He was sure that was why he had been taken advantage of so easily.
He could still feel the burn of the wolf's seed filling him. He made himself take and HIV test when he returned from Colorado least his hypochondria take control over his anxiety. Trying to push the fact that he had been used like a cheap whore out of his mind he took a few more steps before the inevitable happened.
"Can I help you with something?" The older of the two raccoons asked, gesturing to his large assortment of bongs and pipes behind his shoulders. ToKu kept his tail pressed close to his back and approached the counter. The coon smiled to him warmly. "Maybe I can show you our selection of legal marijuana supplements."
"No thanks," ToKu said frowning a little, almost insulted that the raccoon assumed he did drugs. Instead he dug his California I.D. card out of his pocket and held it attentively in one paw until he would have to show it. "I'm here to get a piercing, two of them.
"Well then I'll hand you off to my son, he's the expert on that stuff." The raccoon waved over to the other where he stood impatiently waiting for the otter to make a selection. He was taller than his father and much more built but not anymore so than ToKu himself. He looked at the tiger, gazing back with a haze in his eyes. ToKu figured he was higher than fuck and figured it best to just hurry this along, he felt the worst around people like this, even if they had piercings like him or dressed like him, drugs just made him nervous. It was probably a good thing he got the nerve to call his doctor and make an appointment to change his meds, they weren't helping anyway.
"I want two piercings," he repeated to the new coon who just stared at him for a moment before grabbing a case of rings from below the glass. But by looking down once told him these weren't the ones he needed. "I need barbells."
ToKu would have thought the Raccoon would have glared at him but his expression stayed the same, glazed and lost. Though he did sigh heavily, he quickly exchanged them for another set. The correct one this time had just what the tiger wanted; two plain black barbells that would match his black stripes perfectly. He almost felt a bit of joy spring up before the raccoon spoke again.
"So what are these for?" He spoke for the first time, though it was more of a drawl, it made ToKu wonder if the coon was on more than just pot.
"They... they're for, uhh," ToKu brought his right paw up to his chest and the coon's rings above his eyes arced up a bit.
"For your nipples?" He asked slowly. ToKu just stared for a moment, his face reddening. He could almost feel the eyes of the other furs in the shop. Even if they weren't really looking at him he could feel their eyes, sense their ears picking up his worried vibes, brains firing off thoughts about him. ToKu took in a deep breath before quickly exhaling.
"Yeah," He sighed as shame bubbled up in his throat, it was extremely difficult for him to say just that one word. The raccoon behind the counter didn't really seem to notice, then again maybe he was too stoned to care, too fucked up to realize the tiger in front of him was trying to claw his way out of the shop by digging his bottoms claws into the waxed, white, tiled floor.
Instead he just turned and pressed a red button on the wall near a collection of glass blows smoking pipes, his ringed tail lazily swishing through the air. ToKu figured the coon would have been quite attractive if it weren't for his drugged expression. The button made a soft buzzing noise off in the back of the shop near where the sound of the tattoo gun was wailing. ToKu's hesitant gaze shifted, carefully taking in the remainder of the store as his paws nervously tapped on the glass before him. The older raccoon had taken up a seat near the multi-colored bongs as the younger replaced the collection of piercings back to their glass display in exception to the two ToKu had picked out.
The obsessive worry of what others were looking at had given him the habit of watching people's actions. What they did, what they said, given the allotted distance, he had become a master of body language in the short two years he has suffered from his anxiety. Sometimes he realized he misread people's expressions and tones of voice, he could admit that, but more times than none he hit the hammer of the head.
He had almost safely gotten lost in his own head when a massive form appeared from behind a black certain in the back. The tiger almost mistook the Rottweiler for being chubby but as he grew near, lazily walking between racks of clothing in almost a waltz ToKu noticed he was actually quite muscular. Not the kind of muscular from those bowflex commercials but bearishly muscular. Large, round tattooed arms hung out of a sleeveless black ‘Despised Icon' shirt that stretched across a firm but round belly and solid pecs. He stood a good four inches above the tiger and at least weighed about two sixty. Silver piercings glinted from his mouth and brown eye markings, while red gages the size of soda bottle caps hung in each floppy ear.
ToKu couldn't help his mouth from falling open at the sight of the large dog. His inner homosexual wanting to stare until hell froze over, but his phobia causing him to look away as the Rott approached him. ToKu's ears went hot and his tail fell down around his legs and with all his will prevented it from going between them. He pretended to be gazing over the other body jewelry below his paws as the Raccoon motioned the dog closer.
"This guy here wants his nips done." The coon said with his high drawl. ToKu wanted to jump across the counter and strangle the druggy's throat for saying that but instead stood their embarrassed and panicked. He didn't want the Rott to think badly of him, so he mustered up all the confidence in him just to look up at the dog and grinned somewhat.
"Yep," ToKu said, the word searing his throat like cigarette smoke.
"Name's Rodney," The Rottweiler said and held out a padded paw. ToKu gladly yet nervously took it and shook.
"ToKu." He murmured in reply.
Rodney grinned a toothy smile, teeth sharp and white, and accepted the two barbells from the raccoon who was just as drug dazed as ever. "Well, come on back then." The Rott said motioning the tiger to follow with his larger black and brown paw. His voice was deep and warm; it almost melted ToKu's insides when he heard those words reach his ears, causing then to prick up, his tail doing the same. He could tell the Rott was sober just by hearing his voice; this also made this whole ordeal seem much more bearable.
ToKu smiled as he began to feel better, his eyes rolling over the tattoos he could see on the dog's arms. Brown sugar colored marking like gold scrollwork stood out over the back fur on his upper arms, while jet black letters and symbols marked his wrists and paws. But it was a tattoo that drew ToKu's attention to Rodney's calf as they reached the black curtain, a bold X stood out on the black calf of his right leg with a smaller S and E on either side.
"You're straightedge?" ToKu blurted out as he let the black curtain fall behind him. They stood in a clean but cluttered area similar to a barber shop, black rotating chair sat in the center while a large mirror hung on the wall opposite the curtain. The biggest difference was the countless pictures of furs and their new piercings that covered the white walls.
"Six years tomorrow." The Rottweiler replied as he set up a tray with alcohol wipes and the essential necessities for piercing, two hollow needles, the barbells, and a clamp. "Saw what Alcohol was doing to me and my friends, kind of got a premonition, seeing myself homeless by the time I was nineteen and just said fuck that."
"Amazing," ToKu grinned watching the Rottweiler set up his station, his eyes drifting farther and farther south until he felt that familiar sensation of arousal at he stared at the Rottweiler's crotch. "Got three years myself, I was eighteen too. I didn't have a problem but I saw what it did to my friends and my family and wanted absolutely nothing to do with it."
"More power to you then for never being tempted with evil." Rodney said and turned form preparing the tray. "Let's see those stripes."
"Huh?" ToKu said a little distracted by the growing sensation in his shorts, lucky his cargo shorts were baggy enough to hide his semi hard-on.
"Take your shirt off buddy." The Rott chuckled and pointed to the chair. "And take a seat."
"Oh, right." ToKu said and lifted his shirt over his head, he was shy but it was just one person, who was quite attractive. Two years ago he would have been too afraid to do even this, but he was far more built then he had been then. Orange and black stripes rolled under the muscles he had painstakingly achieved over the course of those two years as he sat; cold upholstery sending shivers to his tail where it hung off to the side. The Rottweiler took up his own seat on a rolling leather stool, and scooted up to the side of ToKu with the first hollow needle in his black padded fingers.
"I see you've got piercings so I don't have to go into detail that you'll feel a sudden pinch that may or may not be painful." Rodney spoke rolling his paw through the air as he went through a few mandatory disclaimers after flashing his I.D. He even had him sign a piece of paper saying he wouldn't sue them if it got infected.
"Now that that is out of the way," The Rott said still holding the sterilized needle between his thumb and forefinger. "Shall we."
ToKu nodded and took a deep breath as Rodney clamped the first nipple with cold steel and placed the needle in position.
"I'm gonna count to three and it'll be through by then." He said looking the tiger in the eyes; it felt good to be this close to someone else. Even though his was far from sex this was the closest he had been to being intimate with someone in nearly two years, unless you counted the incident in Colorado, which he didn't. "Be over before ya know it, ready?"
ToKu nodded.
"One," Rodney breathed as the needle breached the skin. It was amazing how tough the skin was in that area. It made a pop as it poked through the epidermis of one side, the tingle of pain rising up brought tears to his eyes in normal response, "Two," It was quick, he felt it but as the same time didn't feel the actual point travel through. "Three, and now the actual piercing." Rodney placed the end of the barbell into the end of the needle and continued to push the needle through along with the black piercing. It was just as he said ‘over before he knew it'.
"Here," He said and handed him a tissue. "Sensitive body parts do that."
ToKu held it up to his tearing eyes and blotted the moisture up, getting a piercing was nothing to him anymore. His eyebrow didn't even hurt at all, nor did his ears; he figured he had a high tolerance to pain. His tears were naturally tearing, he certainly wasn't crying.
"Ready for the next one?" Rodney asked, shifting his large body to grab the second needle after he screwed on the end of the piercing resting in its new place. It wasn't bleeding but the area was getting red, all quite normal. The second one was quicker, he almost didn't feel it, the popping of skin barely making it to his mind before the Rottweiler was screwing in the second barbell.
"Well there you are." He said deeply and grinned, ToKu felt himself throb in his pants as the Rott pulled his paw away from his chest, but to his horror that paw brushed quite thoroughly against the mast in his shorts. It was now quite noticeable even with the fabric of his shorts and black boxer briefs constraining its size.
ToKu stared wide eyed from the Rottweiler to his bulge, fear surging through the air like an air freshener. He imagined the dog lifting him up by his throat and tossing through the wall with a single paw. Even though ToKu wasn't small he figured Rodney could do this quite easily. He tried helplessly to read his body language, his scent, anything short of reading his mind, it was useless, he just sat there, looking at the bulge as if it were the most unusual thing he had ever seen.
When ToKu tried to say something, anything, the only thing that came out were gurgled sets of ‘Akh'. Rodney seemed to take this as some kind of apology. "Don't worry about it." His said, his cinnamon colored eyes shifting from tiger's stare to the bulge in his pants. "Happens to guys sometime when they get these kinda piercings."
ToKu almost felt himself relax when a tattooed paw closed itself around the center of attention. He almost convulsed at the physical contact, his body not knowing how to act, not knowing if it was friendly contact or something similar to what happened three weeks ago. The fear that still flooded the room mixed with excitement, along with worry and the ever persistent panic. The paw squeezed and rubbed the mass of meat carefully, those cinnamon eyes trained only on the act at hand. ToKu's abilities were failing him, he couldn't tell what the dog was thinking, or what his intentions were, good or bad. He just sat there, frozen as that paw felt him up.
The voice nearly shattered the tiger's resolve before he realized it was Rodney. "Maybe something can be done here?" It was as if he spoke into ToKu's shorts, talking to his cock and not the actual tiger. The rasp of his zipper only made things worse, he was in public, there were furs out there beyond that thin piece of black cloth and here he was; cock sticking up out of a think tuft of white fur as a large Rottweiler stroked him gingerly.
"I-I, we, w-we c-can't." The words just barely leaving his mouth as Rodney leaned in more, his nose almost brushing the tip of his tiger cock.
"I did this to you." Rodney said simply looking up at the terrified tiger for the first time since the second needle had gone through his increasingly sore nipples. ToKu noticed that the Rott was grinning, like this was just some kind of game. "It's only fair that I put you back to normal right?"
ToKu just stared for a moment but realized to his disbelief that his head was nodding. "Don't worry buddy, it'll be quick."
ToKu just watched incredulously as the canine slid off his stood with quite ease and positioned himself just right so that the bottom half of his muzzle was resting on white tiger balls. He grinned up at the tiger; eyes squinting in such a cute way that it made ToKu cock throb with blood sending pre dribbling down onto the dog's nose. He only pre came when someone else was touching him, so it was a rare sight to see, it never happened when he pawed off at home.
"See you're excited right," Rodney said, the vibrations of his voice echoing through the muscles in ToKu's legs. "Even if you're not gay it'll still feel good right?"
"I'm, I'm not, I mean I am," He couldn't bring himself to say the word out loud, not with the chance of someone hearing them outside the curtain. The horrible rap metal still played outside, and the buzz of the tattoo gun still rang near but he still felt like if he swallowed the lump in his throat that it would sound like a ton of rocks splashing into a glass still pond and someone would discover them.
"Wait," Rodney paused mere inches above the leaking tip, tongue ready to lap up the dot of white that formed there. "You're saying that you are?"
ToKu nodded, ears falling forward in self loathing. The Rottweiler just stared a moment, baffled by the information. ToKu almost thought the ‘fun', though quite worrisome, was over. But when the canine finally grinned and chuckled; he simply replied by taking the entire length of the tiger into his black and brown muzzle. ToKu brought his knuckles to his mouth to stifle a whimpering moan. It had been quite awhile since something like this had happened to him and the feelings he felt were registering off the scale of pleasure his body thought it knew.
ToKu had to grip the side of the chair as the Rott bobbed up and down on his cock, tongue working harder that his black lips. He could hear furs shopping on the other side of the curtain, the buzz of the tattoo gun had disappeared and he could have sworn he heard the younger raccoon chuckle a druggy laugh just opposite the black veil. The smell of marijuana filled the air and ToKu prayed that it was only incense.
Once or twice Rodney would let ToKu's cock slip from his mouth with a slurping sound that could have woken the dead, to gargle the furry white balls in his mouth. He pulled the tiger's shorts lower and lower until they were around his ankles along with his underwear. Naked and shivering ToKu sat, feeling the wonders of oral pleasure, the joy mixing with the worry that was strangely slipping away. With every lick to his balls or deepthroat of his cock his muscles relaxed more and more until he had the dog's head in his paws leading the motions of the canine with ease.
"So good," He whispered, more to himself but Rodney just ‘um-hum'ed in agreement. It made spots of color fill the white of his cheeks, as blood rushed in and out of his cock, throbbing and spurting pre as the dog worked it in his jaws. He though he heard the dog say something but realized it came from outside their small room. It was the drawling voice of that raccoon, ToKu looked down at Rodney as the voice grew louder, the dog looked up and let the cock slip from his mouth again but kept his paws around the base.
"Hey rod, we need a new needle for the gun." The raccoon said lifting the curtain up above his head. Though his face didn't change he stared. If he was surprised by what he saw he didn't express it on his ringed face. ToKu felt his insides drop from underneath him as his muscles seized up, he could have died then and been better off. He wasn't sure what Rodney felt though, his face was turned away towards the raccoon. ToKu almost felt obliged to say something, anything to break the painful silence that had begun to stretch over the small room but was rescued from having to fulfill that massive responsibility.
"Decided last minute he wanted a P.A." Rodney said grabbing a used needle off the tray, holding the tip up to ToKu's tip. The point made him suck in air in fright, momentarily worried he might actually prick him. "Tattoo needles are in the box by your foot."
The raccoon looked down and grabbed a metallic object wrapped in plastic out of the box, weighing it in his paw a second longer as his gaze fell over ToKu, his erect cock held in place by the hulking Rottweiler. His face didn't change and ToKu could hardly tell if he shrugged or not before he turned and left. ToKu and Rodney were silent, listening for tall tale signs of a story spreading, how they had been caught in the act. The only movement in the small room was Rodney's paw as it unconsciously began to stroke up and down the shaft of ToKu's penis. ToKu's eyes rolled up as he waited to hear whatever it was they were waiting to hear, after about a minute they heard the tattoo gun start back up. Rodney turned and looked up at the tiger in his chair and smiled widely. ToKu felt his muscles relax again as he chuckled uneasily.
"Close one." Rodney said his massive paw placing the needle back onto the tray. "Almost thought I was gonna have to stick you with that."
"Yeah," ToKu breathed breathlessly, "Don't think I'm ready for that one just yet."
"It only hurts a little bit, but it bleeds a lot." Rodney said paw still mindlessly working ToKu's shaft. "Mine did at least."
ToKu grinned and the Dog took that as a sign to continue; only he did something quite unexpected. He lifted the tiger's legs up in the air shorts and underwear slipping of his bottom paws, Rottweiler paws holding them steady, as he buried his muzzle into ToKu's tail hole, warm tongue slipping in without a hint of trouble, along with something else it seemed, a tongue ring! The tiger's mouth opened in a silent moan as he was penetrated by the slippery, canine, tongue. Warmth enveloped his entire body as it worked inside him, squirming, sliding, and fucking him, silver stud massaging the ring of muscle as it slipped in an out. His paw found its way to his dick and began to pump as the Rott worked his tail hole; balls bouncing up and down on the dog's head.
"I-it, i-it feels so..." The thought was lost in his throat as he shivered at the sensations coursing through him. He wanted to moan but feared being discovered; he bit his free knuckles as the others worked his cock, drawing blood as his teeth sank into furry flesh. He felt his balls burn as they bounced, the boiling seed inside longing for release. Rodney buried his tongue in as far as it could go, not quite reaching the prostate but resulting in a quite similar response. "I'm cumming, holt shit I'm cumming."
ToKu hadn't said those words out loud in over two years. They burned in his ears as he felt the boiling cum rush through his body, up the shaft and out the tip. Rodney lowered his legs just in time to enter the line of fire; taking a thick rope of cum across the eye like a battle scar. The second half hit his nose while the rest painted his tongue white, while the rest was lost down his throat. ToKu yelled with half his bloody fist in his mouth, eyes shut tight as he thrust up into the dog's maw, panting and grunting as he was drained of three weeks worth of cum.
Rodney just stared to chuckle as he cleaned off the bright red tiger cock, tongue lapping up leftover dregs of white dripping down the shaft cum covered eye closed as the other stared at the tiger. ToKu's chest rose and fell heavily with each breath he took; he didn't even feel this drained after he was raped. He figured it was the two years of sexual tension that had been pent up inside his large feline body that finally had a place to go; down a Rottweiler's throat.
"Damn buddy, that was a wave of cum if I ever swallowed one." He said and grinned wiping his muzzle with his tattooed paw, the other was still fastened to the base of ToKu's cock. Rodney looked up at it and grinned from the ruby red member to its dazed owner. "You got a great tool there."
ToKu blushed as he took his paw from his mouth; Rodney saw this and went wide eyed in surprise. "Damn boy, you were that pent up?"
ToKu held up his paw and shrugged. "It's nothing really."
"I got some peroxide somewhere," The Rottweiler stood to fetch something out of a box, when he returned unscrewing the top of the brown bottle ToKu saw a tent it the Rott's shorts that put his to shame. He could clearly see the bulging knot as the cock throbbed against black Dickie shorts for freedom. It must have been eight inches long, not including the knot, and that wasn't an exaggeration.
When Rodney noticed the tiger staring ne shook his head. "Don't worry about me, I gotta get back to work after this." He said poring some of the liquid onto some gauze. He brought it over to the tiger and took his paw in his, gently dabbing the wound with care. "See, its already doing down."
ToKu watched as the knot disappeared, slowly taking the rest of it with. Rodney just laughed softly and cleaned the tigers paw of before tossing the used needles into the trash by the door. The tiger stood and pulled his shorts up over his softening cock, half of which was already buried in sheath. The shirt he found more difficult, half way through pulling it over his head he snagged it on his left nipple sending a sharp pain across his chest. Rodney laughed out loud and warned that that was going to happen for a while until he got used to them. "Happened to me for about two weeks." The Rottweiler said holding a paw to his chest.
Toku grinned and noticed the line of cum streaking the Rottweiler's face. He hesitated and placed a paw on the dog's shoulder before he could wipe if off himself. He rose up, almost standing on tip toes, and cleaned the stain with his own tongue. Rodney squinted like a child afraid to get soap in his eyes at bath time, to made ToKu chuckle in his throat.
"All clean?" Rodney asked finally opening his battle scar eye. ToKu nodded and the dog gave a thumbs up before ducking under the veil.
On the other side of the curtain nothing had changed. The two raccoons were back behind the counter, and didn't pay any attention to them as Rodney accepted ToKu's money at the cash register. Instead of a hundred bucks he took fifty. "Think of it as the second half of payment already made."
ToKu understood and grinned and gladly paid, before he was walked to the door. "If you ever need another piercing I work Tuesday through Friday." Rodney said and winked, ToKu would defiantly come up with an excuse to come back.
"Maybe I'll think about that P.A." ToKu said, we noticed he didn't feel so anxious. The Rottweiler, for however long, had taken away his worries for the time being, swallowed with the rest of his semen.
"I'll show you mine before you make a decision." He said flaunting the sexual endowindow. "I'm not a doctor, but maybe I can make a house call."
"Defiantly." ToKu said and bid Rodney Farwell, he felt good for the first time in awhile, truly good, and he had an extra fifty bucks to blow. Maybe he'd catch a bus to the mall instead of going home, buy a new t-shirt or something of the like. He deserved it after his parents had skipped out on his birthday. He was surprised he had even come up with the money in the first place. So with a deep breath he headed for the bus stop with his new found joy, with any luck it'll last him till he got home, he knew it would fade then but he figured he should enjoy it now, at least while it lasted.
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