Xochipilli Ch. 2
THE LONG-AWAITED CHAPTER TWO! What's it been, five years? Better late than never?
Jake wandered out of the upscale apartment building. A quick browse of the transit app on his phone told him he didn't have time to go home and freshen up before work, a not-uncommon occurrence after one of his one night stands. At least he could get there early enough to primp up in the bathroom, theoretically before his coworkers got in. Usually Jake would be kicking himself after a long, dirty night, or morning hookup before work. Always scared to death he'd smell like sex on the job, or the be all and end all in mortification- he missed a spot of cum on his fur and the widening eyes of a stunned coworker froze silently on him mid-conversation. Today, though... was different. If anyone noticed, the sultry air of musk or seed of another, conquered man, it would be a triumphant badge of honor. Maybe they'd find it hot... Maybe they'd even want to join him next time... Jake thought, feeling cocky and excessively flirty.
Jake waited at a nearby bus stop, and soon the hissing brakes of the number 77 bus snapped him out of his lusty daydreams. They resumed once he found himself a seat and began gazing out the window, recalling his submissive lion pornstar. It was still hazy for some reason, his dreamlike memories, he had felt so powerful... like a new man, a real king. He fantasized of throwing the beefy cat onto the bed and filling him to the hilt with a cock that would make a horse jealous. A little aroused, a little confused. What exactly happened again? His thoughts didn't entirely make sense, but they were hot nonetheless.
His gaze drifted back into the bus. He was a curious man, and subtlety liked to people watch, or maybe he just liked looking at the boys. Either way he was feeling confident enough to take in his fellow passengers on their respective journeys without abashment. The bus was maybe half full, and there were some decent men along for the ride, particularly a young Akita. Judging by his sort of hipster/emo-esque appearance, piercings, beanie, etc. and the clutch of books and papers he carried, he must've been on his way to college or possibly even a senior high school class. He certainly wasn't bad. Youthful, virile, silky brown and cream fur, a bit of a goatee hanging from his muzzle and some very form-fitting jeans that were ripped in all the right places- just enough to show some bare fur and thigh, and maybe even a little bit of his boxers. Best of all they left little to the imagination as they snugly bound his bulge.
Jake smirked. He held his gaze on the boy for some time. Uncharacteristically taking him in as his perverted thoughts found a new target. What he could do to that boy... How he'd take him from behind for his bitch like he did with his lion. That bulge looked tasty, too, how he'd love to lap up the cum brought forth from those young, powerful, bucking hips. Guys that age just keep going and going...
Jake's mind continued to swirl in steamy fantasy, he couldn't bring himself to focus on much else with such a handsome specimen in front of him. He must've been staring hungrily at him, unwavering for minutes without a second thought. He'd just fucked last night and already his cock had the better of him... Maybe he should talk to him? He looked like a guy who could use a little action right now... The thought of sliding into that perky little ass was getting him hard, his precum had already slickened his throbbing cock as his paw forcefully pumped the length of his shaft...
Wait... WHAT!?
Jake's head quickly swiveled down to his lap, and sure enough there it was. His sizable cock out in it's full glory, as one of his paws fondled and stoked it seemingly on its own accord. Right there on the bus. In broad daylight.
Jake's eyes widened, his heart pounded in his chest as panic struck, it was like a real-life high school nightmare. He didn't seem to be able to stop pleasuring himself right there on the bus.
Jake's breath quickened, his eyes darted around the vehicle, but something strange was happening... Yes, even stranger than loosing control of two appendages simultaneously, and masturbating on a public bus on your way to work.
No one seemed to notice! Or... care? At this point his dick was casually dribbling precum down its length, and his paw made an audible schlicking sound as it wrung his manhood against his will. As panicked as he was, Jake began to notice more about the furs around him, they weren't just oblivious, they weren't so much as ignoring him. They weren't doing ANYTHING. No one was moving, he saw an older Samoyed stared blankly at a newspaper, others gazed vacantly at the black screens of locked smartphones, some held them to their ears silently. The bus proceeded onward, and the driver made cold, mechanical movements as he drove right by crowded stops in an ignorant trance.
All the while Jake pleasured himself. It was like he was trapped there in some pervy Twilight Zone episode. He looked back at the handsome Akita only to find the young man locking eyes with him. Jake was speechless, although everyone else was motionless, the Akita seemed totally present. The Akita blinked at him as if nothing was out of the ordinary and he'd simply caught Jake staring, seemingly still fully conscious. Jake began to feel differently now, he began to relax as an odd wave of satisfaction came over him. His panic subsided and he felt his cocky smirk returning, as his relentless libido muscled his rational thought into submission. He was aware of what was going on, but it felt more and more surreal, vivid yet dreamlike as his conscious mind took a backseat to his body's actions.
Jake returned, undaunted, to ogling the sexy canine as his paw worked its magic. This suddenly seemed like the perfect opportunity to claim his prize. He began to get more comfortable in his seat, spreading his legs wider, throwing an arm over the back of his seat. He returned to the view of the boy's tight, tantalizing bulge. And then...
"Unf!"
The Akita grunted, bucking his hips and dropping his accouterments to the floor. He hunched over, steadying himself on a pole, as his member shot to full attention in an instant. His bulge suddenly throbbed and bounced violently in his pants, like a trapped animal trying to escape. His breathing became shallow and trembling, wracked with thunderous pleasure. Was Jake doing this? Was this fantasy or reality? He didn't care, but he liked it, and he liked being in control. Now with both of the dog's paws clutching the supports of the bus, finally his package swelled and quivered until it burst through the tattered garment. Proud and hard, it bounced in front of him, larger than it had ever been, and it was demanding action.
Jake smiled and slid a seat closer to the Akita, without a word his other paw cupping the eager organ, giving the whole impatient package a squeeze.
"This'll do nicely..." Jake said in a low, seductive purr. The Akita was powerless as Jake took his meat into his muzzle, teasing and tasting the delicious tool, the male's heady scent filling his nostrils. The Akita moaned, shakily clutching the bus pole as hard as he could, his knees weak in the overwhelming pleasure his renegade erection sent through him. Jake greedily slurped and lapped at it, voraciously thirsting for his prize of the man's seed. It wasn't long before the Akita's hips began bucking in their own, his balls drew close, and spontaneously his cock started pumping rope after rope into Jake's hungry maw. He drank up the hot, pulsing jets as they came, and oh how they came. The dog had never in his life came half as much as this, and the end was nowhere in sight. Jake pulled back, tongue lolling, and let the continuous spurts coat his face, smiling wickedly as it ran down his cheeks. Finally, the powerful orgasm subsided with the other male shaking and panting, cock still bouncing at attention, and already lusting for more despite its owner's exhaustion.
Jake's own manhood was ready for its turn, and he pulled the trembling male closer. He positioned his rump above his lap, and yanked down the tattered garments, ready to seat him and plunge himself in. His cock seemed more even more desperate than before, as it twitched and began writhing unnaturally, beginning to flex and wave more like an agitated snake than a normal throbbing erection. It was all ready all so out of this world, and Jake could no longer bring himself to question anything. Relentless carnal thoughts and images filled his head, reason was gone.
Before he could seat the boy on his lap, his cock took control of the situation. The now-prehensile appendage kept growing and lengthening out from his crotch. It wrapped around his paw, exploring its surroundings, every slithering touch sending powerful sensations back to the mind of its host. It unwound itself from his arm and stood up swaying, like a cobra ready to strike, and pointed itself at the Akita's rump as it throbbed and dribbled in the air. Jake could only sit and watch, his body's actions no longer his own. It pulled itself back against his abdomen, and suddenly it sprung forward towards his ass. The slick, possessed, member plunged into the Akita's tail hole. The two males gasped at the sudden, forceful intrusion.
Jake's mind was starry with newfound sensation, his head back as his cock "snake" seemed to lengthen limitlessly out of his lower abdomen, slithering more and more of itself into the canine. Inches turned to feet, and the Akita's stomach began to bulge as it filled him, his own manhood dribbling and sputtering cum as the snake slid continuously past his prostate. After who knows how long, resistance built in the dog, his gut distended, filled with the cat's unnaturally long and writhing cock. It seemed to have its own agenda, and sensing the resistance, slowly began retracting, coiling and writhing within him along the way. It pulled maybe a foot of its length out of the male, only to press back in again. The enormous cock began fucking with a steadily increasing pace, the Akita's belly bulging with each thrust. Both males moaning and panting at the otherworldly sensations.
The cock continued its mission, humping and sliding into the Akita while Jake remained paralyzed in his seat, eyes often rolling back in his head. It soon built up quite the rhythm, writhing its way in and out of the boy. The sentient phallus seemed to thoroughly enjoy itself as it plowed on, faster and faster, desperately trying to stuff a few more inches of its lengthy body into the already bulging fur each time. Spurts of precum now emanating from his tail hole with each thrust, the obscene tool swelled even further as it drew close to Jake's orgasm. Then it finally hit. The thrusting stopped, the cock snake plunged a final few inches back into the canine, quivering and pulsing. Jake's balls inflated at the snake's command, and his climax began pumping literal quarts of his seed through however many feet of his dick. It pulsed and pulsed through his ridiculous new length until finally it burst from his cock head into the other fur. The Akita shook in pleasure, tounge dropping from his muzzle as his gut swelled one last time. Filled with cock and cum, his own maleness once again coaxed to an uncharacteristically huge orgasm that painted the seat and floor in front of him. Jake couldn't even make a sound, his breath halting and shaky from his open maw.
What seemed like an eternity passed, and Jake's mighty orgasm subsided. His cock, still unusually thick, began slithering and retreating out of the other fur, sending residual shots of pleasure through both of them a it wriggled its way out. Soon, enough of him retracted to pop his cockhead out from the dog's tail hole, cum gushing from the stretched, used orifice and splattering onto the floor. The Akitia's belly still full of Jake's sloshing seed. After a minute or two, Jake's member was essentially back to normal. That is, if anything could be considered normal, anymore. He began to find his way out of the slutty fog and return to reality. The Akita's legs finally gave and he slouched down onto the seat next to him, seemingly unconscious, and swollen cock still leaking the errant spurt of cum.
It was then Jake noticed the bus had stopped moving. He looked out the window, they were in the parking lot of his work... curbside service, apparently. There wasn't even a bus stop on this block. He didn't try to think too hard about it, he couldn't bring himself to anymore, his head still muddled in afterglow and pure stupefaction at the absurdity of the circumstances. So, he awkwardly stuffed himself back into his pants, the monster cock apparently satisfied enough to fit in his underwear, and turned to the Akita he'd ravished.
Jake pursed his eyebrows, starting at the dog in a mixture of pity and worry. "I can't just... leave him like this..." he said to himself, looking over the sexy canine, pathetically slumped in his chair. Cock out, and stomach bulging, his pants fallen to his ankles and soaked with their cum. He'd be in for quite the rude awakening whenever the rest of the bus snapped back to reality. Jake took another look around. Good, everyone was still frozen, it seemed...
He stood up and pulled one arm of the exhausted Akita over his shoulder and walked him towards the door. He wasn't sure exactly how it would play out, but he was sure the last thing the poor guy needed was to wake up in such a state to a crowded, horrified bus full of furs. Jake had a little couch in his office the boy could sleep it off on, and when he came to? Well, he'd just have to play it by ear and see what happens. Luckily for the both of them, the bus driver's unconscious express service bought them a lot of extra time before the workday started. Jake figured the worst thing he'd encounter at this awkward hour might be a janitor, on the off chance they were late to leave the building after overnight cleaning.
Jake lugged the Akita up to his office and sprawled his new sex toy onto the little couch, one of his legs awkwardly falling onto the floor. Jake stood over the fellow, arms akimbo and regarded him for a moment. Only now did it occur to him that he left the dog's books and papers on the bus... Well, they were probably ruined and unincriminatingly illegible at this point, soaked in that cartoonish amount of semen, at least.
Jake grabbed a pen from his desk, found another of his cards and scribbled a brief note on the back.
"When you come to, call me if you're alone. -X"
He paused. "X"? He meant to write "J"... Maybe he confused they way people historically signed their name with an "X" and his earlier experience of signing Xochipilli on the card for the lion. He wasn't exactly surprised that he couldn't think straight.
Well, either way he was a mess with what seemed like the cum of a dozen men, and the clock was ticking. He needed to get himself at least somewhat presentable soon ad at least pretend to work. He'd foolishly used up all his sick time this month, cavorting with a variety of men. So, he tucked the card into the Akita's shirt pocket, leaving it sticking out a bit, and headed to the bathroom. He made sure to lock his office behind him.
Jake opened the door and flicked on the lights. He bolted the door and walked to the sink. He once more stared at himself in the mirror, pondering his situation as he did this morning.
"It can't be real." he said, his voice reverberating around him on the tile. Granted, it had been awesome, it was the BEST. He basically had a sex drive with super powers, but it couldn't be real, it just... couldn't. He tried to ground himself, tried a final, vain effort to make it make sense. The bar... maybe the lion drugged him? It would explain the lapse in memory, and maybe he was just hallucinating all day? Yeah, he's just... REALLY on drugs? But it sure FELT real, and for what it was worth, reality felt normal enough. All of it. Even now.
He looked down, unbuttoned his shirt, and ran a paw over his cum-soaked fur. He bought his paw to his muzzle and licked. It sure was real, and it sure was his, alright. Unmistakably. This time, as he tasted the thick, salty liquid, his usual repulsion was absent. He licked again, he liked it... It was good, manly, delicious...
He was beginning to turn himself on...
His cock began to stiffen in his still cum-soaked underwear.
"Oh no..." he whispered. "No... no, no, no. Not again... Already?" his cock twitched, and began throbbing, as if to answer an enthusiastic "yes!".
"No! W-why!? What the hell is wrong with you!?" he said, his eyes returning to his form in the mirror, watching the buldge in his pants swell further. His cock began wiggling around again in a prehensile fashion. Soon it had squirmed its way up and out, over his belt, Jake exposing himself once more, hands-free.
He watched the sight of himself in the mirror, he leaned forward, both arms on the sink, and smiled a wicked grin. His cock squirming and swaying out of his pants.
"Are you ready, Jake?" He asked himself. But... It wasn't his voice.
And there you have it! Chapter two! It was a long time in the making, wasn't it? Constructive criticism always welcome, as I'd like to do anything I can to polish the story to perfection over time. Punctuation errors? Spelling? Plot inconsistencies? Let me know and I'd be happy to take it into consideration. Due to some issues with my PC I actually had to write a bulk of this on my phone... So, I'm expecting a few little snags here and there.
If you just thought it hot, I'd like to know, too >;3
Chapter three is on the way!