Tied Intimately in the Middle
#2 of Locker Buds
Part two of the Locker Buds series. This is an adult rated piece so yeah if you're not 18+ PLEASE leave this page immediately. If you pass this requirement, then feel free to lay back relax... or maybe not quite relax ;) and enjoy "Tied Intimately in the Middle"
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GAME OVER flashed into on the screen in big red letters, "So, um wow, you really haven't played video games before?" I say looking over at Jason who is sitting on the floor next to me holding his controller in a strange position, he shakes his head slightly. "Here," I take his controller and turn it so the buttons are face up, grinning a little as I do, "That might help a bit."
"Oh," Jason giggles a little embarrassed by his mistake, "Thanks." He looks into my eyes and I feel myself losing it again, the soft blue color and hints of purple are just as beautiful as any paintings in a museum, his fur flowing more pure then the cleanest river, ears slightly curled at the top in the cutest way...
Man I gotta get some self control.
"You know what, let's try something else," I say breaking the moment's beautiful silence, "Let's make some cookies." Jason immediately perks up and smiles, nearly jumping straight in the air from sitting on the floor, "Alright!" he exclaims in excitement, a little louder than he intended, "I mean, heh, yeah let's go." He starts walking out of my room with a little more confidence than before, tail swinging excitedly behind him, bouncing with the hop in his step.
Eyes up soldier! What do you think you're doing!
I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts, and follow Jason into the kitchen who already had started searching for supplies to start baking ,"What ya looking for?"
"Ummmm..." he says continuing is rummaging, "This," he pulls out a large mixing bowl from the cabinet above the oven.
"Geez I didn't even know we had a bowl that big," I stare at the gigantic metallic bowl Jason is holding, "That thing could hold like 300 cookies," I notice he hasn't gotten any ingredients out yet, "The pantry's over there by the way."
He was so intensely focused I wasn't sure if he had even heard me. I decide to step back and let Jason do his thing. Although it looked like a disheveled pile of cooking supplies on the table, I'm pretty sure it's organized according to Jason. It seemed as if he had reached a sort of zen state, swaying between cabinets and pouring ingredients effortlessly, like a beautiful dance, tail flowing behind him in a calligraphic stroke of grey. It was like watching a great piece of art being made right in front of your eyes. As he cracks some eggs, he looks up to see where I am, " Oh, heh," his gaze found mine, realizing he had gone off into his own world of cooking, "Sorry I kinda got carried away there, you can help if you want. Just, ya know, poke me if I get carried away again."
"No, it's ok, I was enjoying the show anyways..."
Mouth meet brain, I don't believe you two have met.
"I'll help though," I say walking over to the heap of cooking supplies in the middle of the room, "What can I do?" As we started, there was quite a bit of bumping into one another, the occasional spill ingredients elicited laughter between us as we began to look like the cookies we were trying to make, "Say, Jason?" I try and stifle my laughter.
He looks over to me with innocent eyes through the flour filled air, "What?" I start bursting out in laughter Jason looks slightly confused, then a gooey tendril of egg starts dripping down the side of his face, "What th- KAI!!" he exclaims, trying maintain his composure, but then joins in laughter. He wipes some off and flings it at me, I'm practically in tears from laughing so hard that I hardly notice the slime running down my shirt, "You know how hard that is to clean out!" he manages to sputter out between convulsions of laughter.
In those few minutes, I feel like Jason and I have gone from mere acquaintances to lifelong friends. Sitting next to each other, on the floor, covered in the various ingredients of chocolate-chip cookies, it felt like everything was just the way it was supposed to be. We look into each other's eyes and what I see, in the deep blue eyes, tells me he feels the same. The rest of the world fades away, just Jason and I exist, frozen in time for just a few moments, a few perfect moments accentuated by both of our imperfections. Just as I think it's about to end, Jason leans in, closer and closer. Face reddening and eyes closing I rush to meet him halfway, seeming maybe a bit too eager but I don't care. We hold each other tight as our lips embrace, I lose myself in the softness of Jason's lips, their tenderness, like caressing the fluffiest cloud between your lips.
Time remains frozen for as long as our lips touch then a rude egg has to come and interrupt," I thmm mmnm-"
Jason pulls back slightly to allow me to speak, "What?"
"I said, 'I think your egg got in my nose,' "
"Mmmhm, and whose fault might that be," he says playfully, wiping a finger across my snout.
"Well- Oh!" Jason pulls me back in for another kiss. We embrace each other even closer than before, pulling hard against each other trying to satisfy our need to be close to one another.
"Hey- Jason?" I manage to say between kisses, "Is that a rolling pin in your pocket?"
"A what?" he looks down an his pants and blushes.
"Or are you just excited to see me?"
"Umm- well-" he stumbles noting the noticeable bulge in his pants, "Maybe I put one there earlier?"
"Maybe..." I say moving my hand closer, "I think we better check," I reach for his pocket, grazing lightly over the bulge with my paw-tips, eliciting a little gasp from Jason, I place my paw just past the entrance of the pocket, feeling to see if a rolling pin was there,
"Hmm," I say "searching" a bit in his pocket, "Doesn't look like there's one there," I flash him a mischievous grin, and then shrug my shoulders, "Oh well."
"Yeah, 'oh well,'" he gasps, blushing so hard it looked like his fur was turning pink.
"Well we'll find it sooner or later. How about in the mean time we get cleaned up?" I stand up and offer him a hand, "Come on, I'll show you where the shower is, maybe we'll have more luck there."
Jason takes my hand, processing what had just happened, "Right, right- we... umm we-"
"Come on!" I pull him out of the kitchen, a plume of floury air left in our wake as we head towards the bathroom. My tail was wagging furiously behind me as we crossed the threshold of the bathroom, my heartbeat matching it's pace. I had no idea where all the spontaneous confidence had come from, but I sure wasn't going to ask questions. Jason was observing every detail of the room, pretending not to notice the situation we were in.
"Are you gonna shower in your clothes?" I say, starting to undress myself, trying to hide the fact I was becoming extremely self-conscious. He blushes, and awkwardly starts to remove his shirt, I turn on the shower, "Here, let me get that."
I walk over to Jason whose arms were lodged in his halfway removed shirt. He tenses up at first, then lets me gently pull off his shirt, "Much better, now let's get the other half," I look down at his tenting pants. I take a step closer and wrap my arms around him to undo the button above his tail, then the one in the front. I hook my thumbs into the waist of either side and start to pull. Jason gasps as I inch my hands down his legs, slowly revealing the "rolling pin." I kneel down in front of Jason, eyes wide as I reveal the last few inches, "Holy-" ten, smooth, red inches leading into a bulging sheath popped out right in front of my face, its dripping tip grazes my nose. I stare at the thing for a long time, drawing a blank on what to say.
"Kaaaiiiiii?" Jason's voice brings me back to my senses.
"Uh, go ahead and hop in the shower I need to umm," I start to unbutton my own pants, " Finish up out here." Jason turns around to walk towards the shower, his tail between his legs in embarrassment wagging slightly. I stare at this fleeting view while it lasts, encouraging me to hurry up the process. I hop out of my pants and almost leap into the shower in excitement. Jason stands in front of me covering himself with his paws and tail, water running down his body.
"It's ok, let me help you clean up," I squeeze some shampoo into my paws and start to massage Jason's fur. He started to relax a bit, letting his tail wag more freely. I rubbed his shoulders firmly, making sure to relax even the deepest of his muscles, then I slowly move down working my way past his upper back, lower and lower until my face was being gently hit with Jason's tail. "Could you-"
"Oh yeah, sorry," he grabs his tail and caresses it gently in his paws as I work my way to the small of his back. Jason moans in pleasure as I press against the spot right above his tail. I continue massaging there, allowing myself to see the perfect plump cheeks Jason is sporting just under his tail. I decide to move my efforts lower, massaging each of the perfect cheeks either paw. His moans increase in intensity the lower I go, pressing, pushing, deeper, harder.
That's when the smell hits me: not the smell of shampoo or assorted baking ingredients, but that of freshly made cookies, straight from the oven. I use my acute sniffer to detect that it's coming from Jason. I hesitate for a moment, then take a long lick right in between his cheeks.
"Mmm, oh, keep going," he gasps and moans even louder then before.
That was all the encouragement that I needed: I started lapping and slurping up and down and up and down his perfect ass, trying to get as much of its flavor as possible. My long canine tongue licked up once more, then found a hole, the perfect sphincter waiting, asking to be penetrated. I inserted the tip of my tongue slowly, eliciting another gasp from Jason, the flavor intensified tenfold. I pull out and go even deeper, the flavor strengthening the further I go. I eagerly eat out Jason's tight sphincter pushing and pulling, in and out, trying to taste and touch more of Jason's insides. I notice that Jason has started to rub his throbbing cock vigorously, pumping into his own hand. I lick his ass a little longer, savoring its flavor for as long as possible, "Alright," I say panting, "Turn around, your own hand is not acceptable for your beautiful cock."
Jason pauses his jerking for a moment then turns to face me with his enormous knotted cock. I look at it, savoring every detail, every vein every part. I lick my lips, hungry for some good doggy cock and start suckling at its tip. I take it slow, trying to feel every detail with my slurping tongue, searching out places Jason himself may have never found. I continue licking up and down his shaft, then work my way down to his bulging sheath. I stick my tongue in and swirl around his knot, trying to get it out so I can see his entire knotted red cock with my own two eyes.
"Mmm fuuuu-" Jason groans as I slip the imprisoned knot out of his sheath.
"Damn Jason," I say still astounded at what he had hiding in his sheath. Beginning again, with even more vitality than before, I engulf his massive red prod in my mouth. Pumping faster and faster, testing my own limits, pushing myself for the pleasure of Jason, I want to make sure he'll want to do this again. Jason starts to meet my pushes with thrusting hips, pushing his cock further and further with each thrust. Feeling an unfamiliar bulge under my licking tongue, I realize I'm al the way down to his knot. As lustful pride washes over me, I probe around the unexplored territory with my tongue. I feel the smooth shaft pumping in and out connect to the large bulb that is Jason's knot. A little further down, I find two furred orbs swinging back and forth. While Jason thrusts forward, I grab his bubble butt and pull him closer, I reach my tongue as far as it can stretch, lapping up his hanging balls.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" he pants through clenched teeth of pleasure, seeming uncharacteristic of the sweet innocent Jason I had known just an hour ago. Pushing even harder than ever before, Jason almost knots my mouth.
I choke on his thick shaft, forcing me to pull away.
"Oh sh-" he gasps realizing what he has done through the haze of steam and lust, "Sorry! Are you okay? Geez I didn't mean-"
"I'm fine, I'm fine don't worry about it, "I say catching my breath and looking up at the thing I just had in my mouth. Grinning, proud of myself for sucking the whole thing, I raise my gaze to Jason's eyes which still have a deer-in-headlights appearance.
As he saw my expression, his face calmed and returned a seductive glance, "Soo.... You're sure you're ok?" he says, grinning widely as I can see more dirty thoughts running through his head.
"Mmhm, absolutely," I respond biting my lip a little in attempt to squelch my own excitement a bit.
"Then..." he gently tugs my wagging tail behind me, "Tail up, bitch!"
I am so turned on by his lustful change in personality, I have to try extremely hard not to cum right here. I turn around slowly, making each movement as seductive as possible, swinging my tail around in slow circles, just teasing at the ass Jason wants so badly. I finish turning and raise my tail as high as I can, arching my back to give him a perfect view of my tight pucker. Paws grip me on either side pulling apart my buttocks, and drag my exposed ass right into a cold nose. Its frigidity sent shivers up my spine, making me push back hard against Jason's snout and shove it further into my crack. Suddenly, a flash of warmth contrasts the iciness as Jason's canine tongue makes its way up between my ass cheeks. I am writhing in pleasure pressing back against his face as he eats me out.
He pulls back for a second, halting my pleasure and making me think he was finished already, but then he lowers his head and starts running his warm tongue up my sack and up to my tight ass. Long slow laps, he takes his time, making sure to apply just the right amount of pressure to make it perfection.
Groaning loudly, I rise the crescendo of pleasure to the point where I'm just on the brink of finishing. Jason must sense my orgasm coming because he stops just after pushing his tongue in my ass.
"Mmm, don't stop," I say despite being so close to cumming. Jason leans over me, hot-dogging his thick red shaft between my buttocks. He leans into my ear "I'm not done with you yet," he whispers licking me up to the tip of my nose. He grabs my paws and starts rubbing his cock across my anus, slowly grazing the space in between my ass cheeks, teasing my longing for something to fill me.
"Fuck me Jason," I mutter through gasps of pure bliss.
"Sorry, what was that?" he says cockily continuing his teasing rubs.
"Mmmm, fuck me Jason!" I practically yell out in desire. Nibbling the tip of my pointy ear, Jason pulls back slightly and starts rubbing his tip around my hungry pucker. His tip, flowing with hot precum, gives my ass a tingling sensation with its heat. After what seems like ages he stops and aligns his leaking tip with my waiting hole.
"Oh FUCK!" I scream in the perfect mix of pain and pleasure as he gently slides his tapered tip inside of me. I'm no stranger to having things inside of me. Having discovered the pleasure brought with having something filling you up a few years ago, I developed a hunger for such things. Fingers are hardly satisfying though, leaving me always wanting more, never being able to satisfy the hunger of my ass. Jason's hot red cock already is doing more than I have ever been able to accomplish with my fingers. His tip, the only thing penetrating me so far, radiated a hot satisfaction, sending waves of pleasure crashing over my body. He is gonna feed my hungry ass a five course meal tonight, with the possibility of dessert at the end.
He pushes gently further, not waiting for me to stop spasming in pleasure. His tip pushes completely into me, spreading me further than ever before. It is amazing, being able to feel the pulse of his cock radiate wave upon wave of heat and pleasure is the most incredible sensation I have ever felt.
Jason stops after getting his tip in, believing I need a break. I encourage him to continue, pushing back against his thick cock. Just as I stop pressing, his tip finds a place deep inside me where nothing had ever touched before. I gasp loudly and begin to moan as Jason starts to thrust in and pull out, rubbing the tip of his hot shaft right on my pleasure spot. We're both gasping for breath, our tails shaking wildly out of desire for this new found pleasure.
Jason starts thrusting further into me, giving my "p-spot" constant pressure from his thick girth. He presses and presses until finally his huge knot is bumping against my ass, his hanging sack rubs against the back of mine. He hesitates for a moment not really seeming to know how to proceed. I turn my head up towards him gasping for breath, "Don't hold back."
He gives me a huge grin and licks his lips pulling out slowly, revving up for action. Just as I feel my ass closing around his tapered tip, he thrusts his hips forward and plunges back, bumping hard against my prostate. His thick knot bumps against me with such forces, it makes me slide forward a little, I reach my paws out and brace myself against the wall of the shower. Jason's speed increases with each thrust, slapping our full testes together every time his hips buck forwards. I look down and back in between my legs to see my own cock throbbing and dripping with pre, its fluid mixing with that which is flowing from my ass and the water of the shower, creating a river of sex running towards my face. Looking past my shaft, I see my sack, swinging in the rhythm of Jason's thrusts, making a wet slapping sound when he lunges forward.
Jason increases his speed tenfold, increasing the friction and pleasure radiating from my p-spot.
"Mmm- mm- uh- ah fu- uu-u-ck" I sputter between thrusts, knowing Jason is close, and realizing I am too.
He takes a few more long and powerful thrusts, the pulls almost all the way out and plunges his knot straight into my tight sphincter, pressing his entire baseball-sized knot into my ass. He growls with primal satisfaction as he continues to frantically thrust against me, even though he could barely move his cock. "Ah, mmm FUUUUCK!" he grunts, shooting ropes of cum into my ass.
"Oh, G-god YES!" I force out through clenched teeth. The heat of his cum and the unbelievable pressure from his knot sent me over the edge, squirting cum all over the bathtub floor, even shooting some right into my own mouth. I can feel the lustful throbs of Jason's knot pulsing like a heart inside my ass, bringing wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure, shivering through my body. His cum, still flowing strong, starts building up pressure in me, feeding my hungry ass more than it could handle. I can feel my stomach bulge a little from the copious amount of seed planted inside me. My own cock starts dying down a little bit, I aim it so the last strings of cum shoot right into my mouth. Savoring the sweet and salty taste of my own cum, I lick my lips fantasizing about that of Jason's. As Jason's cock finally begins to die down, I can see the bulging of my stomach, filled to the brim with the exotic taste of Jason's cum. Pulsing stopping completely, my insides feet a sense of lacking. I look back at Jason who, as soon as his cum stops pumping, collapses on my back panting heavily.
"I- see you- came," he pants looking at the globs of cum that cover my face," I was going to return the favor... But I guess we'll have to wait until next time."
"Ah," I gasp, his knot pressing against my pleasure gland as I turn around to face him, " Next time?"
"Yeah, next-"
"KAII!! I'M HOOOME!!" my mother calls from the front of the house, her words drain all the blood from our faces, leaving a couple of pale ghosts sitting under the running water of a hot shower, tied intimately in the middle.