Something I Can Never Have
Something I Can Never Have
By FuzzWolf
This story takes place later the same evening as Sexual Predator. If you want to know where Trevor has been all night, read Sexual Predator first, but this tale makes sense by itself also. This story features a male solo yiff scene and a fantasy scene between two males with anal sex. Send comments to [email protected]
Trevor cast his bleary eyes to the car's clock for the third time in the last fifteen minutes.
3:35 AM
He sighed and shut off the radio. He was nervous about going into his apartment because he knew his roommate would still be up. He'd never come home this late before, and he'd never come home from a night like tonight before either. He figured he might was well get this over with, and got out of the car. He caught his reflection in the rear-view mirror as he stood. He realized he didn't look half-bad, and for the first time in his life he thought he could see what someone would see in him.
When at his apartment door, he turned the key very slowly so as to make as little noise as possible. His slipped inside and shut the door quietly. He got about halfway through the living room before his roommate commented,
"You're home late, Trev."
Trevor gulped; at least Lewis hadn't turned around. The short, slightly pudgy wolf's eyes were still fixed on the computer screen. From here, Trevor couldn't tell if he was working on homework or just surfing the net. Not quite sure what to say, he stumbled out,
"Um, yeah guess so."
The hesitancy in his voice was what got Lewis' attention. The little wolf turned around slowly, his eyes going big as they took in his vulpine roomie.
He didn't know what was more surprising. He'd never seen Trevor wear anything quite like what he had on now. The fox was wearing the tightest leather pants Lewis had ever seen; they showed off every curve of the fox's trim body. The tight, mesh shirt showed off Trevor's chest very nicely, and the leather collar showed in stark contrast to the white fur of his throat. More than the outfit though, Lewis was struck by how...rumpled the fox appeared. His headfur was a mess, his face looked dirty, and his tail was very untidy. For Trevor, having his tail's fur not perfectly groomed was really odd.
Lewis set his reading glasses down on his mouse pad and stood up.
"Trevor, what happened to you??"
Trevor sagged a bit, and made his way to sit down on the couch. Inside, he had been wondering what to tell Lewis. He could have been evasive and just run off to his room, but it'd be so obvious that tonight had not been a normal night out. Trevor had worn this outfit before, but he always left before Lewis came home from class, and returned early in the evening because nothing ever happened. Usually when he came home, Lewis had gone back out to the library or computer lab.
In the end, Trevor decided to tell Lewis all about his night. He needed someone to talk to about a night this amazing. It might as well be his roommate. The two had become good friends in the last year, although they still didn't really know very much about each other.
Lewis joined Trevor on the couch, and sat in rapt attention as the fox told him of a night of being hunted, rescued by a real hunk of a wolf, and lust-filled sex. The wolf shifted uncomfortably on the couch as his sheath filled with arousal at the tale. He'd always thought Trevor was a rather shy type. He had no idea he was capable of displaying this much sexuality, in either his dress or his actions.
When he was finished, Trevor stood up. "I'm going to bed now. I don't know if I'll be able to sleep though. Wheeee," he giggled, "I'm still so excited. I can't believe this happened to me."
Lewis had to smile a bit at his friend's enthusiasm even though he ached inside.
"Um, are you going to call them?"
Trevor stopped, and pulled out the two little pieces of paper in pocket of his tight pants. He had two phone numbers because the three of them had agreed to exchange numbers. He was only interested in one though, his handsome rescuer. He looked at Sinclair's messy paw writing and smiled with the memory of the gentle giant.
"Yeah, I'm going to call one of them."
As Trev turned to go to his room, Lewis asked him,
"Love...or something like it?"
The fox stopped and thought.
"I don't know yet. All I know is, he was really sweet to me, and I definitely want to see him again."
"Ah," Lewis smiled.
Trevor smiled back and made his way back to his room.
When Lewis heard the door shut behind the fox, he sighed. He sat up a little bit and slipped his shorts down. He pushed them down to his ankles, and then leaned back again. He looked at the hard, canine cock sticking up from his sheath, half obscured by his little, round belly. Trevor's story had really gotten to him, in more ways than one. He looked around for a minute, a little worried about doing this in the living room. He figured he was pretty safe from being disturbed. Trevor was his only roommate, and he'd most likely be in his room a while even if he didn't go to sleep.
With a stifled whimper, Lewis took hold of his wolfhood. He gently ran his fingertips over its surface; it throbbed under his touch as he teased himself. He wrapped his paw around his shaft and began to slowly slide it up and down. He didn't grip yet; he loved to feel a gentle stroking on his member for now. He softly stroked at himself, whimpering softly, his tail trying to wag against the couch making him shift his rump about. He reached down with his other paw and began to fondle his full balls. It had been some time since he'd pawed off, and his balls ached with need now. He gasped as he gave his balls a little squeeze.
He lay there for several minutes, just stroking and squeezing himself gently. The young wolf closed his eyes and let his head rest against the soft pillows of the old couch. His mind started to wander to his beautiful roommate. In his mind, Trevor came out of his room to be with him. He left the wolf who had so impressed him behind on the computer to pay attention to Lewis instead. Lewis whimpered as he imagined the scene. He could see it so clearly as he slowly ran his soft-furred paw up and down his shaft.
In his mind, Lewis saw Trevor walked across the living room toward him. The fox's perfect form was outlined in the half-light from his bedroom door. Lucky for the fantasizing wolf, he knew exactly what the object of his desire looked like naked. He had accidentally walked in on Trevor pawing off one day when the hapless fox had forgotten to lock his door. For a precious few seconds, Lewis had gotten a full view of what the pretty fox looked like in the throes of passion. Of course, Trevor had been painfully embarrassed and instantly hid himself with a thick blanket. The fox had held a special place in Lewis' heart for some time before that, and now he had fueled that even more by getting to the wolf on a very primal level as well.
The wolf could see perfectly in his rampant imagination. Trevor walked across the room to Lewis' side, oohing as he watched his cuddly roommate masturbate. Lewis licked his lips as he carefully watched the fox's plump sheath. The vulpine pawed himself to full hardness as he stepped between Lewis' parted legs. He leaned down close to Lewis, his furry cheek tickling the wolf's ear a bit as he whispered, "I love you, my sexy wolf."
The lusty figment's paws roamed over Lewis' chest, tweaking his nipples then caressing his soft, ample belly. Lewis whimpered as Trevor teased him in his mind. The little wolf squeezed his eyes shut for a second as he slowly ran his fingertips over the crown of his cockhead.
Sometimes he thought about how much he'd love the beautiful fox to make love to him, slowly and romantically. Then there were other times, like now, when he was so turned on and pent up. As he imagined Trevor rubbing his wonderful, thick cockhead under his balls, he begged Trevor in a whisper to mount him hard and cum inside him.
"As you wish, sexy boy," Trevor whispered in his ear.
Lewis stroked his shaft up and down; achingly slow, as he wanted this to last. He moved one paw between his legs, his fingers moved towards his tailhole as he imagined Trevor's perfect cockhead pressing against his tight anal ring. His little belly jiggled a little as he lifted his legs up to press his fingers against his opening. His tail wriggled in excitement against the couch as he took a deep breath.
The fantasy fox drove his long, thick cock deep inside the quivering wolf. Lewis could not fully suppress a slight cry as he thought of the solid foxmeat opening him up. He bit down to keep from whimpering too loud as the pain of being spread open radiated from under his tail, and was then replaced with extreme pleasure as he touched himself deep inside. Lewis' wolfhood drooled precum as he pressed against his prostate and slowly stroked himself.
The wolf quivered and shook as he thought of Trevor violently humping him. He could almost feel Trev's thick, eight inches pounding into him, opening him up again and again.
"Ohhh, fuck," Lewis cried out as he came.
The gray wolf's short, chubby cock spurted hard, sending a thick stream of wolfseed over Lewis' shoulder. The next few spurts were progressively less powerful, but coated the canid's chest and belly in sticky cum.
Lewis panted for several seconds, still holding his limp cock in one paw as the fingers of his other paw slipped from his self-ravaged ass. He almost forgot he wasn't safe in his room as he stretched and enjoyed the afterglow until...
"Wow, that was cool."
Lewis sat bolt upright, his eyes locking with those of his roommate.
Trevor was standing there, watching in amazement. He was wearing only his thin boxers, and he was very obviously aroused.
"I mean, I've never been able to cum so hard by pawing myself. That looked awesome!"
Trevor grinned wildly, obviously enthusiastic to discover his roommate was a sexual being after all. Up until now, he'd wondered if the little wolf only used his cock to relieve himself.
"I-I-I," Lewis stuttered, jumping off the couch and pulling his shorts back up over his sticky crotch.
Trevor walked towards him, reaching out to hug him, telling him it was okay, everybody did it. Lewis panicked. He didn't know how long Trevor had been standing there, he didn't know if he had seen him using his fingers on himself, and worst of all, he didn't know if Trevor had heard him beg to be mounted by him. He blushed furiously, and just as the fox was about to hug him and comfort him, Lewis bolted. Trevor almost fell over as the frantic wolf ran for the safety of his room.
Once inside, he slammed and locked the door. He fell against the closed door, tears streaming down his muzzle. He could hear Trevor pawing gently at the door. His canine ears couldn't block out the sound of his soft and sweet voice, so full of concern.
"I'm sorry Lewis. I didn't mean to scare you...please come out?"
"Just leave me alone," Lewis moaned then threw himself into bed. He covered his head with blankets and pillows, trying to drown out the world and what had just happened.
Outside the locked bedroom door, Trevor sighed. He didn't know what to do or say in this situation. He was never good at comforting people, as he had so rarely been comforted himself. He thought maybe if Lewis really wanted to be alone now, he wouldn't push him to talk.
The fox's tail drooped as he went back to his own room.
He sighed, sitting down in front of his computer to say goodnight to his new friend.
Sinclair >>Trevor?
Sinclair >>Everything all right?
TrevFox >>I don't know...