Nothing Better
This is my first story, but don't cut me any slack. I need creative critism. This is going to be a 5 chapter story, so I hope you enjoy it.
If you don't like homosexual relationships, incest, rape or abuse then I suggest you go back to the main page, otherwise enjoy the story. If you are under the age of 18 and you don't have parental permission to view this story (I know some parents could careless) then please turn back, I don't need any lawsuits. Thanks in advance.
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Naz hugh's eyes followed the scenery as it passed by the window of his dads car. A small sigh escaped the coatimundi as he draped his large tail across his lap. He wasn't feeling happy, like normally, but today was an exeption. He was being forced to move to a new town and school. Of course Naz had pleaded and begged his father not to move, but all that did was get him slapped.
"Naz, if thats all your going to do is huff and puff then I'll pull this car over and smack the piss outta you." Mitch Hughs said as he glanced over at his son, a showing overtop of the black fur mask that adorned his face. Mitch was a raccoon, a large one at that. His larged muscles were visable through the tight shirts he usually wore, and his legs were no different. They were strong and as thick as logs, one kick from them could easily break down a door.
After his father looked away the little coatimundi went back to gazing out of the window and trying to hide his sorrow from fear of being smacked by the larger raccoon. A song that the coatimundi knew very well popped onto the radio and he listened carefully to the words, his head pressed against the window of the vehicle. Slowly Naz's eyes began to droop closed as the vibrations sent him to sleep.
When Naz woke up he was shocked to find that it was dark outside of the car. He stepped out of the small blue vehicle, his hindpaws landing on the pavement of an unknown driveway. Naz looked up at the strange house, his ears pinning back. "This must be our new house." He mumbled to himself as he padded up the driveway, his large rust colored tail trailing behind him.
"Its about time!" His father growled as he walked into the house. Naz looked around the livingroom and sighed, his father had already unpacked everything. Looking up at his father he realized if he didn't get out of the room had the possibility of getting hurt.
"You could have woken me up..." He said, walking into the Kitchen. He immediately realized he had said the wrong thing when he heard the sound of a beer can hitting the ground and found himself pinned against the wall.
"Excuse me! I don't think I should have to wake you up!" Mitch roared as he held Naz to the wall by his neck. The coati gasped and tried to pry the large fingers off of his neck because he couldn't breath. "The next time you EVER tell me what I should or shouldn't do, I'll break you in two." He whispered dangerously before tossing Naz onto the floor as if he was something disgusting. "Now get your ass to bed. You have school in the morning."
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The next morning was no different from any other day. Naz woke, took a shower, got dressed and went to stand at the bus stop. He was shocked to see at least ten other students milling around the parking lot in which the bus would pick them up. As he looked around he seen that most of the students were around his age, maybe slightly younger.
He felt awkward as he walked through the crowd of furres. Everyface had turned towards him, causing his large tail to hide between his legs and his ears to pin down. He paused slightly as he heard the whispers, they all contained the same content. The other furres all whispered about how beautiful or pretty Naz was. Even the guys were whispering. Oh no, its starting. He thought with a sigh as he sat on a small cinder block and awaited his doom.
Everytime the Coati was forced to switch schools he heard the same whispers of how beautiful and pretty he was. Everyone seemed to agree that he was one of the most beautiful furres they had ever laid eyes on. Yet none of them seemed to ever want to be his friend, unless they want to feel his body.
A tap on his shoulder caused his thoughts to vanish and for him to jump. He turned to look at whoever had tryed to get his attention. He was immediately blinded by a tiger wearing a neon green tank top and denim shorts. She wore large necklaces with brightly colored beads on them and a row of brightly colored bracelets on her forearms. "Hey there!" The tiger said as she extended a paw. "I'm Maria." She said as she bounced on her heels. Something told Naz that Maria was a raver, the way she dressed and bright ornaments that she wore gave that away.
"Um. Hi?" Naz replied, looking away from the female. He finally noticed the orange paw that stuck out inches away from his ear and shook it gently. "I'm...Naz." He whispered, looking up at the tiger. Maria smiled at him, a look of welcoming and warmth on her muzzle. Both their ears perked at once as a low rumbling reached their ears.
"Come on!" Maria yelled as she grabbed his paws and pulled him to the front of the parking lot where a bright yellow school bus awaited them. He yipped but allowed himself to be dragged since she was the only person that had even dared talk to him.
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Naz smiled and waved a paw as he turned up his driveway, Maria lived only two houses down. So they could hang out a lot more. He sighed softly as he entered his house, his day reeling through his mind as he placed his backpack in the livingroom closet. Maria actually seemed as though she wanted to be his friend and they had a lot in common. They had a lot of classes together as well, which gave them time to get to know each other. The other classes were filled with the unknown furres, all whispering about the new kid and how pretty he was.
The coati looked away from the television as his father ambled into the house. His fur was matted down from where he had been outside in the garage, working out. He stood in the doorway watching Naz, a beer in his paws.
"What are you doing home?" He asked raising an eyebrow. The raccoon swayed on his hind paws and blinked, he was obviously drunk. Naz pinned his ears back as he noticed this fact.
"I-It ends at 2:30..." He whimpered, trying his hardest to avoid looking into his fathers eyes. His luck failed him as a shadow loomed over his body, causing him to shake in fear. Naz finally braved a look at his father who was sneering down at him, a twinkle in his eye.
"Ya know, your pretty for a boy." His father whispered as he placed a grey paw on his son's muzzle side. "I would hate to ruin your pretty face because you backtalk me." He said as he lifted the paw and brought it back down again Naz's muzzle, knocking him to the side.
"DAD!" Naz whimpered as he held a paw onto his cheek from pain. Mitch snickered and sat on the couch next to his son, patting his lap like an invitation. When the coati didn't budge, Mitch growled and grabbed him by his neck and pulling him into his lap.
"Get your ass over here!" His father growled, keeping his grip on Naz firm and tight. The raccoons face lightened as the coati whimpered and trembled in his lap. "Mmm, I think its time you make me feel better..." He whispered softly, the twinkle never leaving his eyes.
Small tears formed in Naz's eyes as he felt a bulge growing under his rump. "No, please." He whispered, but he knew it was no use. Mitch's paw slowly made its way around his son't waist, rubbing gingerly at his crotch. "Please dad."
The older male shook his head and grinned. "You know you will love it." He stated bluntly as he quickly undone his sons pants, yanking them off then sliding down his underwear. A large smile slid across his face as he eyed Naz's furry sheath and balls. moving quickly he rolled over, pinning Naz onto his back as he undone his own pants, kicking them away quickly.
Another soft whimper escaped the coati as his father lifted off their shirts and began kissing down his neck. "Dad, please don't...." He tried his best to escape but his father had him pressed tightly against the couch. He closed his eyes and blocked out everything as he felt his dad's large member rubbing against his sheath.
Mitch smirked and ran his paws over his sons sheath, trying to lure his cock from its hiding spot. After a few moments the older male gave in, finally knowing that Naz's cock isn't going to come along willingly. His smile stretched as he gained another idea. Holding Naz's sheath tightly in his paws he placed the tip of his eight inch member at the entrance of the smaller, furred casing. The coati, sensing what was about to happen whimpered loudly, pleading to be let go.
With a loud grunt, the raccoon slid the tip of his shaft into Naz's sheath. A small moan of pleasure issued from him as he slid an inch of his thick meat into his son's sheath hole. A loud yip emmited from Naz as his sheath was stretched by the large member. Tears streamed down his muzzle, he could feel his dad's cock rubbing against his own. Naz couldn't help but moan loudly from the intense pleasure and pain his own cock was feeling.
Mitch began pumping hard and fast into the tight and warm hole. He had never felt anything as pleasurable as this. A grin slid over his muzzle as Naz pushed back against his thrusts. His tongue slipped out of his muzzle, in a type of pant and his eyes rolled back. He continued to fuck his son, working his body hard.
Naz gasped loudly as his body went rigid, the pleasure was too much and he arched back as his climax hit him. His member spasmed inside of his sheath and sent waves of warm cum onto his fathers cock as it slid in and out of his body. "Please, don't" He begged his father one last time before the raccoon tilted his head back and let out a growl of pleasure as he shot his load all over the inside of his son's sheath.
After two minutes of releasing his seed into his sons body, he leaned back. A frown visable on his muzzle. "If you ever tell anyone about this, I will kill you." He whispered to his son, sounding extremely serious. The coati nodded and gulped. "Now go get clothes on and get in bed." Mitch said before flicking on the television, not bothering to put clothes on. His eyes flickered onto his sons tight tailhole as Naz rushed by. Next time, he thought to himself. A grin of satisfaction overcoming his muzzle.