Clutch
#1 of Watersports
So, after that mass deletion... I have new characters to make. Here's one. He's a border collie named Clutch.
You'll see soon where he got that nickname. Enjoy!
I was driving along with my friend Clutch, a black-and-white border collie with a red left eye and a blue right eye. We didn't mention it, but we both knew what would be happening. I, a black-and-gray fennec fox named Pat, had just driven 200 miles to meet him, and was about to drive back that same 200 miles with him in tow.
And I had to pee.
And he had to pee.
And there were no bottles in my car.
"So... It's gonna be that again, huh?", said Clutch.
"It always is. Every single time."
"Well... I guess it can't be helped, then."
We hit massive traffic on the 10 East. At this point, I knew how it was going to end for me.
"Hey, Clutch," I said. "I'm driving, so I need to be focused."
"Ooh! Gonna pee?"
Rather than answer Clutch's rhetorical question, I simply let loose in my jeans, feeling the warmth spread in between my legs and going down to soak my butt. As I was doing this, Clutch reached over to grab my crotch and feel me pee.
"No, no, not yet, Clutch. Your arms are getting in the way of the gear lever."
"Oh, yeah..."
As I finished peeing, I carried on driving. I caught some quick glances over at Clutch, feeling slightly disappointed every time I saw him still dry. He seemed intent on holding it until the very last minute. That was probably exciting to him, but it wouldn't be much of a show for me. Not until he wet, at least. He's very good at not showing a single sign of desperation, at least up until a few minutes before the accident. At the same time, though, I knew he was desperate because he was shoving his hand hard into his crotch - the one visible sign he would show.
The traffic cleared up fairly quickly, but the rest of the drive remained the same - Clutch showing nothing but that sign of desperation and staying disappointingly dry. Naturally, I skipped over all of that because I know that you people reading this aren't interested in that boring stuff.
The real fun started when we finally got to my place. Clutch managed to get himself out of my car, but moving? Yeah, wasn't really looking like that was happening.
"Dude," he said. "I can barely even w-walk..."
Okay, now I was getting excited. When he can hardly even walk, you know he's so desperate that he can't even hide it.
"Well, then I guess I'm carrying you to my room if you're too desperate to even walk. Luckily it's only about 15 feet."
With that, I carried him right to my room, unlocked the door, then laid him down on my couch right as we got inside.
"Oh dear, Pat... Not here..."
Clutch got up off the couch, with that sudden movement seemingly shattering the dam. He suddenly started flooding his pants, soaking the legs of his jeans and making a huge puddle on the carpet below him.
"Aw, damn..."
"Guess I have some cleaning to do."
Once Clutch finished peeing, I undressed him, then used a towel I had nearby to dry off his soaked fur. I then joined him in the undressed fun.
"So... What now?", asked Clutch.
"No need to get too wild right now. Let's just do what I brought you here to do."
"Well... After that, I'm not sure if just video games will do."
I knew he was right. Both of us were hard as hell from that. All of a sudden, Clutch rested me on the couch, which was when I found our penises making contact.
"This good?", he asked.
"Y-yeah..."
Clutch began rubbing his penis against mine, holding both of them with his hand to prevent excessive horizontal movement. This was it; it felt like this could go on forever.
"Ah, yes," I said. "Just like that, baby..."
I placed my left hand on Clutch's butt, giving the corresponding cheek a nice spanking.
"Ooh, now you're getting into it," he said.
I glanced over at the clock, which is when I noticed that only two minutes had passed. I couldn't believe that; it sure as hell felt like thirty. I used my right hand to rub Clutch's left nipple, after which he let out a quiet "Ooh" to show his pleasure towards that action. After a couple more minutes - going by the clock rather than what I felt like it was, of course - I felt an orgasm incoming.
"Clutch," I said. "D-do you feel like you're about to finish?"
"Yeah... You too?"
"Yeah - O-Oh!"
Suddenly, I came all over myself, with Clutch following up only a few seconds after me. I knew we were going to have to get to the shower immediately, otherwise it would suck to clean that up.
"Ahh," we both said in unison.
"Anyway," I said. "I think we should get to the shower now."
"Right."
The two of us walked to the shower and I turned on the water.
"So," I said. "Video games after this?"
"Yep."