Lockers
Lockers - M/M, Oral, Fondling - October 25, 2009
By Afril, With help from Chaos Blackwing
(cl) The Gay Furry Association
Because Silverfenrir draws such Hot Woofs!
He stood there, one leg up on the bench. His black ball-sack spilled out from under his jock-strap, hairless and swaying slightly.
"Hey," he said, not bothering to look up from the task of working his toes over with a towel.
I Tried to move. I willed my legs to move... Might as well wish not to have an erection tenting my shorts. Oh Gods - I'm Not Drooling... Please tell me I'm Not Drooling. At least the locker-room was empty. One amber eye turned to pierce me - And he chuckled.
"Go Ahead... They won't bite."
My arm moved as if it had a mind of it's own, reaching down to cradle the warm pouch, my other hand caressing the furred rump, framed by twin blue straps. His breath caught, his eyes closed, his body swayed as I gently teased the fat nut-holder, eased a finger between the muscular cheeks, letting it slide up and down, Just barely touching his puckered ring. Suddenly, he growled and pushed my hand away, letting his foot hit the concrete. Had I gone too far?
"Sit."
I sat on the bench and he looked down at me... Then he grinned and straddled my legs, moving his hips so his balls swung back and forth in front of my twitching nose. The wolf growled softly, leaning forward, pushing the leathery skin against my face. I kissed the round organs, tasting sweat and male. Flicked my tongue under, lifting one, letting it roll over my wet muscle. Did the same again, getting a groan. My hands reached for his ass, gripping the tense muscles as I continued washing his scrotum, kneading some of the tightness out. His tail lifted to my questing touch, and again I rimmed his puckered hole, tapping it while I sucked a nut into my mouth.
"Damn! You fags know how to make a guy moan..."
Surely this wasn't his first time - The male arched, pushing his crotch against my head as I rolled the big nut along my tongue, pressing my teeth in, scraping the skin lightly, gently. Then the other, warmed by breath, tasting of hot wolf. Pushed them apart with my tongue so my cheeks bulged a little. And when he gasped, his anus relaxing - I speared it. Slid my finger right in... So I had help, a little oil I use on nose-pads and paw-pads to keep them from drying out was still on my digits. He froze up as stiff as I had been. The snarl coming out high and thready, turning to a whine when I rolled my finger around until I found - The Bump.
I lazily teased it, seeing how big, how firm the lump was... Then Tapped it. His nuts lurched in my mouth, and I felt the heat go up as pre started wetting the white mesh still covering his erection. I pressed my nose into the fabric, nuzzling the knot, teasing the big male by sliding my finger in and out, always sliding the tip across his 'Pleasure-Bump' as I rolled my head around his nut-sack, pushing my nose against the straining cock, breathing deeply, both to inhale his scent and to mist the flesh in warm, then cool air.
"Fffffuuuuuu..."
He barely had time to yank the jock-strap to one side, hips thrusting as he howled, arched up... Cum splattering the lockers wetly. I continued to munch on his balls, sucking, nibbling, teasing them with my tongue. My finger caressed his bump one last time, then I pulled it out in a corkscrew motion that had his feet dancing and his butt swaying and more wolf-seed splattering the floor. I buried my face in his crotch, sucking every inch of ball-skin in, squeezing and kneading his cheeks, cock throbbing along the length of my muzzle... Then just held the sweaty, panting male. Let his emptied testes soak in my warm muzzle. Tickled the base of his tail, making him wriggle his hips again.
Let them slip off my tongue, cradling the wet skin.
"Surely I'm not your first Male..." I gently moved the jock-strap to lick his knot, getting a groan.
"I have had others - None as Enthusiastic... 'And Don't Call Me Shirly'."
We both laughed, then I slipped the cock-head between my lips and let it slide all the way down, gently sucking what was left out of the hot meat-stick. He did scream then, bucking and grabbing my head. Again, I cradled it until it stopped throbbing and just lay in my mouth, defeated. I smiled and let it slip out, kissing the tip.
"So... Were you headed for the shower?" My fingers slid around his quivering hips and up to play with the black nipples, getting a gasp from their owner and a stirring in the crescent of wolfness that hung before me. Got up and planted a kiss on the panting woof's muzzle.
"Sha... Shower?"
I squeezed his butt again. "You know - The place where you get all wet, and hot and rub yourself all over..." I bumped his hips with mine, stubby tail wagging as it was His turn to play the Deer-In-The-Headlights.
"Antelope are almost as talented as Giraffes when it comes to wrapping our tongues around things... And While my rod isn't as thick as yours, I can use it several times an hour..." I whispered in one twitching ear, "I can even help you dry your toes off when we are done."
Continuing towards the back room, I heard a soft growl... Then a hand landed on my shoulder and the male panted, "It is a pain to dry between them... Yip!" I squeezed his firm ass again, letting my tongue slide down to wag over my chest. Reeled it back in again.
The clock said it was Late. Late enough few furs would be coming around... But still early enough to get a good work-out before going to bed.
I bit the sexy wolf's ear gently, and as he shook his head, I squeezed his butt a little harder...
"Know what Felching is?"
The End