Waiting
My first time writing erotica!
Not really sure how to summarize it. The tags do a better job than I ever could.
Eli stared up at the ceiling, his legs dangling off of a small bed in his room. He had been like this for hours, just laying there, waiting, his body too stuck on how hot it felt up there, and his mind too stuck on the fact that somebody would arrive any second now. It felt like a hundred degrees up there, and his poor clothing choice of a long sleeve shirt and sweatpants definitely did not help this. So he continued to lay there. Stuck in unfocused thought.
Darren. A deer; his frequent partner. His mind suddenly flashed back to him. The nights wasted together. The uninhibited, distant-yet-passionate sex. Their whole relationship. Within seconds, Eli subconsciously cycled through all of it, his mind settling into their first encounter. A half-drunken night; the night Eli discovered his sexuality. The details were a bit fuzzy to Eli, though it was enough to cause a small bulge to stir out of his pants. Sighing, he reached his hand down, hesitating as he began to reach through the edge of the elastic: the combination of heat in the room and slight sweat on his fur made this feel gross.
Suddenly, he heard a loud, firm knock at the door. His ears perked, and he could feel his tail attempt to wag under his back. Now smiling, he brushed some of his dyed, light-blue headfur out of his face, quickly sitting up and pushing himself off of the bed, before racing down the stairs. He then pulled open the door, blushing a bit as Darren came into view, and feeling relatively-cold outside air rush inside the house.
Darren was wearing a short-sleeve shirt and shorts, and carrying a navy-blue shopping bag, with wrinkled cracks around the edges. "Happy to see me?" he asked, looking down at Eli's obvious erection, though Eli could only respond to the overused comment with an insincere laugh. Darren then leaned down, pulling the husky in for a kiss on the cheek, before giving him the bag. Eli immediately knew what to do with this, running back up the stairs and pulling the clothes out of the bag.
Within a minute, Eli had changed into them. It was simple, just a navy blue dress with leggings that alternated between blue and green stripes, although the dress's skirt was short, and cut in such a way that it showed off the clothing set's black silk panties almost entirely. A blue collar was also included in the set, currently clipped around Eli's neck, with "Eli" laser-etched into the brass tag.
Lately, Darren had tended to overestimate Eli's time getting into that outfit, and so Eli knew he'd have a few more moments to himself. He dropped the bag on the ground, slowly trudging over the bed and sitting down on the edge of it, his mind shifting to the time Darren had bought the dress for him. It had been a couple months into their relationship, and Darren had bought it as a surprise. Eli laughed to himself. At the time, he couldn't remember mentioning his fetishes mid-conversation a few days before. That day was great, Eli thought. It was the first time he truly felt comfortable expressing himself in the bedroom, and he did, well into the night.
Then, he stopped himself. The memories were only making him more sexually frustrated. He could feel himself grip the bedsheets, attempting to stop himself from masturbating to climax right there. Mentally, he knew he'd ruin the soon-arriving session if he indulged himself now. Suddenly, he could hear footsteps coming up the stairs. Quite a good thing: he likely would've been at himself if he had to wait any longer, and Darren's presence was never a bad thing itself. Eli could feel his tail start to wag back and forth as his footsteps got closer.
"You should really crack a window up here..." Darren said, getting to the top of the stairs and pausing to take off his clothes and throw them into the corner. "Whatever. I'll do it." He then began to walk across the room, and Eli could already catch himself staring at the deer's butt, though he didn't care: any shame he once had died long ago. Noting a slight change in temperature and the fact that Darren was walking back to him, Eli moved his gaze to Darren's face and hands to the top of his thighs, now more focused on him than relieving himself.
Darren slowly walked over to Eli, eventually stopping a mere few inches from him, and looking down at him, smirking. Tilting his head up to look back at him, Eli could feel his tail start to rapidly swish back-and-forth, as well as his breathing increasing a bit, a likely sign that anticipation was causing his heartrate to grow. "This aroused... already?" Darren asked, laughing a bit. Eli knew what comments like that meant. Bringing his hands to the edge of the bed, he lowered himself onto the floor, slowly inching his knees forward until his face was pressed against Darren's sheath. Hands to his side, he tilted his head, pressing his tongue into it. He quickly stopped moving his head forward, a reaction to something he tasted immediately: salt. The residue of unwashed semen. Though, it didn't taste that bad-- almost nice, although only in an erotic fashion, so he continued, starting to lick his tongue inside the crevice.
"That's... good," Darren said, though Eli thought nothing of the line-- he used it way too much, to the point that it had turned into unarousing staple in their encounters. Eli quickly felt something--Darren's now-slightly-erect cock-- hit against his chin, bumping him back a bit. They both let out a laugh at this. Eli was reminded of some of their earlier nights together, when he was more amateur in his sexual ability, and things like this would often happen between the two. In all fairness, Darren usually was at least somewhat erect before they started, and Eli usually didn't try sheath-tonguing.
Whatever. Eli shrugged the thoughts off, wrapping his lips back around Darren's shaft and starting to bob his head on it, starting to suck Darren off with a certain skill he had lacked previously. He continued, albeit at a slow pace, just wanting to enjoy the moment and tease Darren. Though, eventually, due to a combination of Darren's cute, high-pitched moans and his own enjoyment of the deer's taste, he caved. Wrapping his hands around Darren's thighs, Eli shoved himself into Darren's shaft, trying to take all of it into his mouth. He had done it before unassisted, he thought, so it would be even easier to do it now!
Unfortunately, through his erotically-charged impulse, he had failed to think about how Darren had helped him every time he wanted to cram the entire thing into his mouth. So, without realizing it, he quickly went too far, Darren's member jutting into the back of his throat on complete accident. He then quickly slid his head off of it, letting go of Darren's legs and starting to cough and gag from his self-induced abrasion. "Uh... you alright?" Darren asked, his shell of faux dominance fading to reveal genuine care, something he rarely showed inside the bedroom.
"Yeah-"Eli quickly paused, coughing one last time. "I'm fine." He then gripped himself back around Darren's legs, starting to go back and make up for his own incompetence, although he quickly felt Darren's hand on his forehead, pushing him away from his cock, as well as redemption. Eli looked up at Darren, tilting his head, curious to why he was doing this, and he let out a small whimper, noting that Darren was smirking down at him. "You've been such a good girl lately... I think you deserve a treat," Darren said, patting the edge of the bed. "On the bed. Ass up."
Eli immediately obeyed the command, spinning around and sliding onto the bed, causing his body to curve into an L shape, the skirt's already revealing angles pushing up to reveal the full extent of Eli's boyish curves. He turned his head back to look at Darren, an idiotic, semi pleasure-drunk smile spread across his face as he felt his tail swiftly wag out of instinct, making an awkward, near-scratching noise as it bounced against the stiff fabric of the skirt. Despite his relatively small distance away from Eli, Darren still took slow, intentional steps, to the point that it felt like an eternity when Darren finally reached the husky. So, it came as even more of a surprise to him when Darren, in one fluid motion, stabilized his tail in one hand, and quickly pulled the panties to his ankles with another, and Eli let out a teased giggle as they slid down his legs. It was easy enough to get them down: the lack of a tail loop as a design choice caused them to sag in some areas.
Eli watched as Darren gripped his semi-flaccid deercock, dipping it down and making a few small grinding motions against his tight tailhole, prefluids starting to drip out of his now-exposed shaft. Knowing that Darren was watching him, Eli stuck out his tongue slightly, creating a look of what Eli could only hope was ironic innocence, not out of his own arousal, but rather a need to tease his partner, though he quickly started to lightly bite down on it, a reaction to Darren unexpectedly inserting the tip of his member into Eli. He let out an aroused exhale at this, although internally he was surprised Darren was able to fit it in him with no previous anal teasing. Am I improving sexually? Eli quickly shrugged the thoughts off-- even through his internal monologue, Eli still understood that questioning his own skill would kill his sex drive.
"I'm gonna let you cum this time. Alright?" Darren asked, not pushing himself into Eli any further. Eli had figured this; after all, he figured there's not much else he could mean when he said "you deserve a treat". Still, not wanting to disappoint his partner with guesses, he nodded, letting out a small moan as secondary confirmation, figuring that Darren had bought into it as he tugged lightly on Eli's tail, starting to push himself further. Still, the fact that he was lying didn't bother Eli. He just wanted to see his partner happy.
Eli felt Darren grip his thigh with his other hand, starting to slowly push through Eli, any potential resistance killed off by Eli's saliva. To Eli, the fluid felt interesting as it started to smear his insides, giving what little of Darren's cock was inside him a slick, tepid feeling. Through his haze, Eli then noticed his own fluids dripping out of him, a warm contrast to the self-made lubricant. Reaching his hand under, he shivered, letting out a small peep of a moan as his fingers wrapped around his wet shaft; even if shame might nag at him later, he was too aroused to care, just going along with Darren's previous allowance. He quickly got to stroking himself off, grinding his cock against the bedframe, his self-indulgence well aided by the film of prefluids that had built up.
"That's it... Just give into your lust, like a good girl." Eli let out an aroused giggle at Darren's comment, a surprising shift from his usual, terser dirty talking. Even still, Darren was going painfully slow for Eli, barely past the point of his cockhead in the time it normally took to stuff the whole thing inside Eli. He could probably chalk it up to teasing, but still, that's what foreplay is for, and Eli couldn't exactly consider this.
"Please, Darren..." Eli begged, gazing back into Darren's eyes, head lying on the side of the bed and tongue lulled out of his mouth. He could feel himself start to grind into the deer's cock, although he quickly stopped, exercising restraint even through his arousal. "Deeper..." Without missing a beat, he continued to stare seductively back at Darren, furiously pleasuring himself through all of it. He quickly saw Darren stroke a bit through his tail, before digging into his thigh, and ramming about half of his length into him, all at once.
Eli immediately reacted to this, letting out a pleasured squeal, this time just caught up in his own lust. As Darren started to fuck him with a comparative unrestraint, Eli quickly noted a surprising lack of pain, even through Darren's multiple, sudden shifts in intensity. This was about where the thought ended, however, as, before he could elaborate on it further, he felt his mental focus blur, thought turning to emotion as the deer repeatedly thrusted his entire length into Eli. Up, down. Up, down. If Eli could think about anything coordinately, this was about it.
Eli felt himself reach his other hand up, putting a finger forward and biting down on it. Meanwhile, through the pleasure, he could feel his knot start to convulse, a nice sensation, especially considering how his dick was shifting, bouncing with every rough thrust from Darren. Reaching up and starting rub and tug on the throbbing mass, he quickly noted a single, large twitch coming from his member, before the warmth of flowing fluid. "God... Darren... Fucking... Fill me..." His sentences were fragments, the maximum he could give as he poured most focus into the comedown from his orgasm. Darren merely laughed at Eli's desperate begging, reaching his hand down and giving Eli a quick stroke across the length of his shaft--something that made the husky squeal--before pulling out of him, something that Eli could tell took considerable effort, due to the added tightness from his recent orgasm. Though, this only made the final bit of release all the sweeter, a satisfying, wet pop sounding off as Darren forced the last bit of thick deecock out of Eli.
Eli immediately noticed Darren pulling him up, the deer hugging his arms around him and pulling the both of them onto the bed, Darren having forced Eli into a spooning position, one hand reaching up and petting through Eli's soft, dense headfur. "You did nice today," Darren said, bending his neck down and kissing Eli on the back of his neck. Eli smirked privately. He could notice how Darren's fully hard shaft was bent awkwardly against his legs, precum smeared against the lower part of his thigh. "'Today'?" Eli asked, a hint of sarcasm on his voice as he lifted his leg slightly, Darren's giant shaft instantly threading itself through the crack, Darren exhaling warmly into Eli as he felt Eli's fur brush against his shaft. "You sure don't seem ready to leave to me..." Giggling at his own comment, Eli reached his hand down, starting to grope and play with Darren's cockhead. His finger traced a small circle around the deer's cockhole, getting a feel for the light flow of pre that was dripping out of it. As he continued to do this, he could feel Darren start to uncontrollably make light thrusting motions through his thighs, his small, peepish moans a sign that he would climax if Eli kept it up.
Suddenly, Eli pushed himself off from Darren's grip, shuddering as pre filmed over the side of his thighs and leggings. He looked back at Darren, laughing softly at his pleasured-yet-dazed look, before pushing himself off on the bedsheets, quickly angling himself so that the deer's cock was perfectly positioned to go straight up his ass. Suddenly, Darren snapped out of his stupor, swiftly leaning over and grabbing Eli back, slamming his shaft all the way up Eli in the process. Eli wasn't mad at this, quite the opposite: although this wasn't how he had wanted it to happen, in a way, it was almost better than his plan of merely shoving a bit of it in, and then grinding into Darren until he exploded inside him.
Eli squealed, quickly reaching his hands down to grip the bedsheets as Darren hugged his arms around him, starting to make small, quick thrusting motions into Eli, barely gyrating as a majority of his cock stayed lodged inside the husky. Eli didn't mind: even if his cock was already beginning to stir back out of its sheath, he wasn't horny enough to consider his own sexual needs over Darren's. Even so, he figured that Darren would climax any second, judging by the near-constant stream of pre that seemed to be flowing into him.
His assumption was completely correct. With a small, high-pitched whimper, Darren buried his face into Eli's fur, holding his cock inside Eli. Streams of ejaculate jetted out deep inside the husky, quickly building into what felt like a small pool, although this merely made Eli uncomfortable, his fingers drumming against the bed as Darren's fluids started to drip out of him. "Uh... do you mind pulling out?" Eli asked, awkwardly laughing, though Darren quickly responded, letting go of Eli for mere moments and sliding his cock out of Eli. Quickly he grabbed back onto Eli, the cum he had pumped into him falling out onto his thighs, though he didn't seem to mind, his member twitching back into its sheath as he hugged Eli closer to him, starting to cuddle with the husky.
"You were great today..." Darren said, planting a kiss on the back of Eli's neck.
"Thanks." Eli squirmed, trying to better snuggle himself into Darren.
They then proceeded to fall asleep.