Fun with Peabody
Hey Motto here, decided to try something new with this story after a friend's request. You know the deal with my stuff. If you aren't legally allowed to consume porn, please turn away. This story is rather vanilla, outside of furry, the only big tags I can put on it is the fact it's done from the first person. So, if you don't like POV, Anal, M/m, Oral, or furries please step away. This story will not be for you. If you do like that stuff try looking at my other works, you can find me on any major Furry site, Fa,Sofurry, and weasly, as Motto. On Tumblr I am Mottowrites. Critique and comments are welcome.
Fun with Peabody
The crowd were in an uproar of clapping and praise as Peabody finished his speech. He had been working on his theory for quite some time now and seeing people jump up out of their seats in the auditorium to praise him made the dog's heart sing. Looking among the crowd he scanned it once more, hoping to find someone special among the clapping masses. His heart sank down a little when he didn't find you sitting among the masses of people. "Thank you, Thank you all." Peabody spoke into the microphone and waved to the crowd with both hands "That will conclude my presentation on the propulsion and lift of personal vehicles for travel among cities and the laws that would need to be in place to govern them. My paper on the matter is available online." With a small flourish Peabody bowed at the waist before slipping down from the stool that he stood on to see over the podium.
Putting his hands behind his back Peabody walked quickly towards back stage. His dignified pace almost leads to him to stumble as he saw you poke your face out of the black curtains that signified where the stage ended, and back stage started. Catching himself he smiled broadly and walked faster towards the stage. He, however, did stumble as he crossed past the curtain and found a bouquet of brightly colored flowers shoved towards him that was as large as himself. Grabbing the hand with the flowers he followed it up to your face. His tail whipped back and forth with excitement from seeing his favorite person backstage with him. "I thought you hadn't come." Peabody said setting the bouquet to the side as he stepped in to hug you, just high enough so that his face ended up in your stomach.
"Well everywhere up front was taken, and I had to talk my way back here." You explained. Seats had been first come first serve and people waited half a day before Peabody's speech to secure a seat. Having your own business, it was something you couldn't do yourself.
The reason why it didn't matter to Peabody, only that you had finally made it. So close he seemed less on everything except you. Tilting his head up he rested his chin on your belly and smiled "Well, I should repay such ingenuity and determination to see me, shouldn't I?" He said and used his free hand to grope you openly, his body only obscuring so much of the action from the stagehands that were prepping for the next speaker. Small and use to playing intricate piano arrangements his hands found all the right places to make you hot and bothered. Moving the bouquet from one hand to the other you fully hid his hands and the effort he was putting in to rile you up. "I have the dressing room for the rest of the night, the walls are thin, but I won't mind that at all." Peabody warned as he pulled his hand away. The scent of your arousal as you grew hard in your pants coaxed him into being bolder. It was far from the first time he'd done this to you in public, but his unassuming figure always fooled you into forgetting what happened last time.
"I'll make sure to keep your mouth full pup." you found yourself growling under your breath as he pulled away. Lagging behind him as he scurried towards his dressing room you knew exactly what you wanted. Wearing a tailored suit, the fabric hugged Peabody in all the right places and showed off his assets that people rarely thought about. He was a brainiac, but was as kinky as any of the Greeks he so often went back to visit. You are pretty sure that he didn't go back for just the sights anymore.
You didn't wait for the door to even fully close before unzipping your suit pants and letting your bulge out. "Come pup." He demanded of him and saw the ripple of pleasure start with his ear tips and work all the way down to his tail. Coming in he pressed his face into your bulge where his muzzle pressed against your hardness. Holding the back of his head you kept him there as you ground forward, enjoying the feeling of his firm snout and damp tongue pressing against your cock. "Say it." You egged him with a husky tone on and began to play with the back of his ear. You didn't know which did it but his eyes went half lidded, and he gave one long lick from base to the middle of your arousal. Clenching your jaw tight you held back on the groan that could have gone far too loud.
"Please let me have your cock, please sir." He begged with a quiver to his words before taking the head of your cock into his mouth. He hadn't waited for you to even pull down your underwear, just opened his mouth and teased you through the fabric. This time you couldn't hold back the moan that came and had to pry him from your cock. Both of you and Peabody were openly panting as you separated him from your bulge. Reaching down you pulled your underwear down until the elastic was past your balls. Causing your suit pants, that had been barely hanging onto your hips, to fall and pool around your legs.
Having your cock free you gave it one long stroke that caused goose flesh to creep up your back. "Come on pup, get your bone." You said and stepped forward to guide your cock to Peabody's lips while you pulled him towards it. There was no moment of resistance or pause from Peabody. Opening his mouth, he swallowed you down, not stopping until his nose was pressed into your pubes. Because of his long snout he had no trouble holding your cock in his mouth, just a bit of your cock slipping down his throat. For a moment you didn't let him rise and just kept him there to enjoy the warm tongue that had been teasing you. It was when those big eyes turned to you behind his glasses and he started to whine that you let him go to do his work. Using one hand on your cock and the other to play with your balls while he moved his muzzle. Just like everything else in life Peabody was skilled with his tongue and knew how to use it.
It was a battle for you to stay quite as he worked your cock over. Not an inch of your length or balls was spared his diligent tongue. When he had worked your cocks for sometimes he switched up to using his hands to stroke your length while he pulled both of your balls into his mouth and showed them the pleasure his tongue could bring. When it was becoming a little too much he switched back to your cock and used both hands on your balls to gently pull and massage them. His glass had all but fogged up by this point and you could feel yourself reaching the point of no return.
Throwing caution to the wind because you're sure people heard the sounds of pleasure he coaxed out of you before you grabbed his head and pulled back. Your cock sprang out from his mouth with a wet pop before flinging spit everywhere. The touch of cold air drove you over the edge and you shot hard as you cried out. Neither of you seemed to mind where your load hit, and Peabody held his mouth open in the hopes of getting a few strands.
He was covered with your load by the time you came down from the high. Light headed and wanting nothing more to just stay where you were you looked own at Peabody. A content smile on his face as he pulled out a handkerchief and began to clean the cum off his glasses. "Are you alright Mr. Peabody." A voice came from the other side of the door you had your back against.
"Quite alright son, just having a discussion with my friend. It got heated." He said slyly and just made your cock jump all over again. "Round two?" he asked, still cleaning his glasses as your first load clung to his face.
Thinking for a moment you looked back on all the things that could go wrong in just pinning him to a surface in the room and pounding him. He had the dressing room all night, but the walls were thin enough that you getting a blow job while trying to stay quiet drew attention. "Sure, but not here? How about your hotel room?" You answered while looking around for anything that could help you clean your cock. Causing you nearly to jump when he grasped your you behind the balls and brought the handkerchief he'd been using on his glasses to clean your cock. It was silk and warm to the touch, gliding over your cock with ease and drying it better than something so soft had any right to.
"Well." Peabody said stuffing your cock back into your pants and pulling them back up to zip, leaving the top button to you. "I'll see you there in two hours, going to be neck deep in fans." He went on before slipping a key card down into your pocket. While you were the luckiest of fans you knew well how crazy scientist and academics could be, Peabody was the modern rock star to every one of them. Wolfgang with an electric guitar.
Buttoning up your pants you gave a nod "That works for me." Parting from Peabody you slipped out and closed the door behind you. No Stagehands were there to stop you and, so you scurried away.
Sparing no expense in his abode Peabody took the top floor of one of the ritzier hotels to himself. You were pretty sure it was gifted to him. When you're as well-known and well liked as Peabody your patronage and prestige could pay your way. Keeping your head down you acted as normal as you could knowing you were making a booty call for the most gifted mind of our generation.
The hotel was lavish to say the least. High ceilings with black and white marble tiles everywhere, gold filigree on everything around, and a wide desk with a single posh looking gentleman behind it. Raising your hand to wave the gentleman bowed his slightly in acknowledgment before you slipped onto the elevator. The Elevator was no less lavish with its mirrored walls and golden rails. There was no button for the floor Peabody was on, just a card reader. Swiping your card brought the elevator to life as it lifted into the air. The music changed to something more classical and ritzy instead of canned Muzak.
Reaching the top floor with a ding you stepped out into a hallway that was just as lavish as any part of the hotel, if not more so. The carpet even sank under your weight it was so soft. There were only two rooms, one on either side of the hallway. Following the number on your card you quickly went left and swiped into Peabody's room.
The sound of a shower going caught your attention first and then the clothing strewn out on the floor. Peabody must have gotten in not long before you had. The thought to wait for him crossed your mind, but who would turn down shower sex. Slipping out of your clothes at the door you made a neat pile and slipped into the bathroom. It was as large as some people's hotel rooms.
"Archimedes you scared me." Peabody jumped as you pulled back the shower curtain and slipped in with him. Having just finished soaping up his body Peabody stood under the stream to begin washing it off. Stepping in close you got under the stream with him and it was just the right temperature with just the right amount of pressure to feel good.
"You did say two hours, and well I couldn't say no to having some fun in the shower." You admitted before laying your hands-on Peabody's shoulder. He welcomed the touch and pressed back into you. For a few moments you two just enjoyed the closeness of the other.
Turning around to look up at you Peabody smiled, his tail wagging. "Though I think you miscalculated, unless you intend to hold me against the wall it'll be hard for to have any fun." He explained as his hand stroked your hardening length. His own cock was starting to stir between his legs.
"Oh?" was all you managed to get out as he coaxed you back to arousal. With the pleasure of the shower being joined by his hand you found words too small to convey what you wanted to say. So, you didn't speak, only sunk down to your knees and then rear in the bathtub. The tub itself was closer to a hot tub than any actual tub a normal home would have.
It was Peabody's turn to smirk "Looks like you figured that out quick." He teased as he climbed over top of you to straddle either side of your hips "Always knew you were the next great mind." Your rebuttal was lost to a moan as he stroked your shaft. With no more prep or wait Peabody guide himself back on your cock as he held it in your hand. "I made sure to get ready before I showered." He explained, his words becoming a moan at the end as you were pressed to his hole. There was a moment's resistance before you slid inside of him. You didn't know who started moaning first, just that you both had your heads back as he slipped down on your cock.
Splashing the water that was pooling up around you from the still going shower Peabody sat in your lap. His tongue lulled out of his mouth, and he just panted like the dog he tried not to be in public. Putting hands to either side of your pelvis he pulled back up and then slammed his hips back down. The shower was drowned out by the sound of his ass smacking the water and then your lap along with your moans. Content to just him ride you like he was you relaxed back and let the pleasure overwhelm you. Just like everything else in his life Peabody was skilled at riding cock, though that came as no surprise from your experience. He had such good control of his muscles that when he pulled up he tensed up and tried to squeeze the life out of your cock before sinking back down. Over and over he kept up the pace.
He was first to reach orgasm though. You could feel it as his ass spasmed around your cock and his rhythm faltered before he even started moaning. His cock shot strands of his load over your belly as you reached down to take over. The moans only grew stronger and wobbled as you pumped your hips while holding him in place. Water splashed everywhere as you pumped your hips, trying to reach the bliss that you were just on the edge on. Reaching that cliff, you soared right over it into open air as you came. The heady feeling of orgasm spread to your whole body to make you a live wire. Muscles tensed, and you just shot your load into Peabody.
When you came back from the brink Peabody was laying against your chest, semi hard cock slipping out his rear." Good round two." He congratulated you as the shower beat down on you, water still warm. Round three might not happen but that'd be alright in your book.