Well Matched
This scene was written as the opening scene of longer romance I hoped to write. It might happen one day. But I realized today that the scene was self-contained enough to post. So here it is.
A young college dog, on his way back to campus on a late night bus, shares a moment with a stranger in another car.
This work of fiction contains a display of public male masturbation. You have been warned. Anything else isn't my fault.
Well Matched
Dragonchild
It started at a train intersection on a cold January night. Tyler, a young yellow Labrador retriever, was on his way back to his college's campus. Moving back in preparation for spring classes. He'd been on the bus for several hours now and was almost into town. In fact, it was only about 15 minutes to the bus terminal past the train tracks. Still, 15 minutes out and there was very little to see, mostly open space - scenic, when it wasn't the middle of the night and you might see something. So, 15 minutes past the train tracks - of course there was a train.
It started by about a minute and a half before and appeared to be a long one, Tyler had noted this only peripherally, he'd been staring out the window, just zoning out, for most of the ride. Beside him, outside the window, a car pulled to a stop. Again, Tyler noted this only peripherally. However, half a minute later his brain told him there was something he should be noticing. Coming back to himself he brought his eyes back to focus. Initially what he saw didn't register properly. In the car next to him his eyes settled upon something red and - familiarly shaped. An instant later his eyes registered the dark surface moving slowly along the red one. An instant after that his brain reached the shocking conclusion that he was watching a paw stroking a canine shaft. Upon this realization his brain suffered a temporary skip in processing capability. His eyes, however, continued to observe - tracing the vaguely visible line of a wrist, forearm, strong bicep, large shoulder, up to a masculine lupine face that was looking out the windshield with a look of lazy unconcern.
An eye turned his way and locked with his own, registering his presence. The wolf smirked at him, continuing his self-menstruations unabated. Tyler sucked in a breath and glanced around reflexively. The bus was mostly empty, coming in this late. That had been the plan when he'd chosen this time. He wanted to arrive after everyone else had gotten settled in so there wasn't so much activity to weave through. Besides himself there were two others onboard; a young rabbit sitting a bit further back on the opposite side, contently reading a book she'd been reading off and on since they left, and - all the way in the back - a badger who appeared to be sound asleep. Sitting on the right side of the bus as he was and with a truck in front of it, there was little chance the driver had seen what was going on in the SUV next to Tyler either. Invariably, as if unable to resist, his eyes returned to the car beside him and its occupant. He watched, fascinated, as the wolf continued his slow masturbation. His eyes jumped around, taking in as much of the wolf as he could see. Glancing back at his face their eyes locked once more. The wolf's muzzle spread in a slow easy grin. Turning slightly, the wolf shifted his other arm along the steering wheel - giving Tyler an open showcase of all the action.
Eyes still on Tyler the wolf picked up the pace, ever so slightly - still grinning. For several minutes that seemed to stretch to eternity - and yet end in an instant - they watched each other. The dark-furred wolf in his SUV watching Tyler in his bus seat watching the wolf paw himself off - and the sound of a train running over the tracks. Eventually the train went past, gate lifted, and with one last slow stroke and a wink directed Tyler's way both the bus and SUV pulled away over the train tracks. As they slid out of sync Tyler watched as long as he could, the wolf still slowly stroking away. Once the wolf drove beyond his sight Tyler turned away from the window, dazed from the experience he could hardly believe happened. He shifted in his seat, noting the significant tightness in his sheath; and - to his embarrassment - a bit of wetness in his pants from where he'd squirted some pre during the whole thing. Shocked and horny, Tyler sat back and spent his remaining few minutes doing his best to will blood away from his groin.