Surprise Me
AUTHOR'S NOTE: THE FOLLOWING STORY IS A WORK OF FURRY FICTION AND CONTAINS SEXUAL ACTS BETWEEN TWO CHARACTERS OF THE SAME SEX. IF THAT'S NOT YOUR THING, CLICK BACK. WHO'S STOPPING YOU? OTHERWISE, ENJOY...
Surprise Me ©MMIII Whyte Yoté
Noise fills the university locker rooms. The swell of sweat and soap taint the steam-filled air in an aroma only reminiscent of the gym classes of youth. As the haze clears, most furs have already dressed and headed off to lunch.
One fur lags behind, content to take his time in the dimly lit room. Having stayed behind to clean up the gym, he is last to shower but he doesn't mind. He likes the calm after the storm. He pulls his tank top over his head, taking care not to catch his long grey ears in the process. Throws the shirt to the floor. Pulls his shorts and boxer-briefs down together, over the fluffy tail to puddle on the green tile.
The rabbit walks over to the showers, not bothering to wrap a towel around his slim waist, not seeing the need. Turning on the water, he lets it run cold over his head to wash the sweat away. Gradually, it warms to steaming and soon Rafael's fur is soaked to the skin, massaging the aches, pains, and worries of the world away.
He tugs on the soap dispenser and starts to lather himself up, relishing the smell of light sage one can only get from school soap. Soon will come graduation, and with it new doors to open, more freedoms.
He is wringing suds out of his ears when he hears footfalls behind him, entering the shower. He turns around to see who could have stayed behind later than himself, but soap runs into his eyes and he can't see anything but a vague dark form in the doorway.
"Well, well. Look who's all by himself?" rasps a voice, echoing off the tile. "You really shouldn't shower alone. Who knows what evil things could happen. Only...the...Shadow...knows..." The black form laughs and moves closer to Rafael, claws clicking on the floor. "It doesn't seem to be your lucky day, either."
Finally wiping his vision clear, the rabbit can now see who the menacing mystery fur is. A large, black wolf slowly creeps towards him, eyes ablaze with lustful abandon. It is clear what his intentions are, and Rafael quickly becomes panicked at the thought of it happening here. He looks down and sees the lupine's arousal, black as the rest of him, bobbing between his legs.
Rafael starts to backtrack towards the far wall of the shower, but the wolf sends him flying into a corner with a shove of his huge paw. His head strikes the wall, sparks of fiery pain shooting through his small body. Barely able to stand, he reels when the wolf raises his leg and delivers a roundhouse kick to his side, hard. He flies, falls, crumples to the floor whimpering in pain, humiliation and fear. Not knowing what else to do, be buries his head in his arms, waiting.
Strong paws grip his waist and turn him onto his stomach. His short muzzle pressed into a puddle, he sputters and fights for breath. He grabs for purchase on the slippery tile, trying to crawl free. The black wolf digs claws into his back, raking down to his ass and leaving red furrows behind them. Rafael screams as his back explodes in red-hot agony. Realizing he'll probably die if he tries to escape, he resigns himself to the situation and goes limp in the wolf's grip.
He is shoved back into the corner so that his rump is thrust invitingly into the air. Skipping foreplay altogether, the wolf pulls back what sheath still covers his huge ebony member. Props himself up behind the lapine, and presses himself relentlessly at Rafael's tight hole. At first the ring of muscle doesn't budge at all, but with dripping soap and constant pressure, the head slips in.
Immediately the black lupine starts vigorously humping the motionless form beneath him. Rafael's hole, not used to intrusion, clenches and releases around the cock inside him, inadvertently milking the wolf in the process. He clutches blindly at tiles, never catching hold but still trying to find a way to lessen the pain. But, in his desperate struggle for freedom, his captor's deep and powerful thrusts pound his prostate, and he feels his sheath receding in spite of himself.
The shadow-wolf straddles him, paws on the floor to each side of Rafael's shoulders. Panting, groaning, and occasionally yipping, his fucking reaches a feverish pitch. Rafael tenses, preparing for the worst. Two sets of balls slap together, squeezed harder and harder when the wolf finally shoves his massive knot past the lapine sphincter and deeper into his ass than anything has ever been. The rabbit grimaces each time he feels shot after shot of hot seed coating his bowels.
Rafael breathes hard, rippling the water on the floor as he feels the lupine member swell and pulse each time, making his intestines burn with pleasure and a fullness he hasn't felt for a long time. He is turned onto his back once again, rotated on the thick cock still tying him to the wolf.
Yelling in protest, his cries are quickly muffled by a paw and his own thin member is taken into a ravenous maw. The long, skillful tongue wraps around the head, up and down past his balls, the wolf almost doubling over to lick his own cock buried in Rafael's ass.
One paw on his muzzle and the other gently massaging his balls, he arches his back and comes strongly between two sets of sharp teeth, flooding the wolf's mouth with white liquid. One final stroke of his tongue cleans the remaining drops of fluid from the shaft. Both furs collapse on their backs, still tied ass-to-ass.
After regaining his composure, Rafael places his feet on the wolf's thighs and starts to push, trying to separate them.
"Hey! What're you doing? Stop that, you little asshole!" The wolf, up on his elbows, looks incredulously at him and half-laughs. With one big push, he pops free, sending his partner skidding across the floor and a flow of lupine semen out of his abused hole. He watches the white stuff flow into the grout between the tiles and lazily spiral into the drain.
He stands up and turns his back to the wolf. Smirking, he says, "Jesus Christ, Chase! Did you have to fillet my back? I hope, for your sake, these heal without scars. Shit, that hurts!"
"Sorry, Rafael. You said you wanted it real, no holds barred. Besides, you didn't use the safeword."
Rafael starts to respond, knows Chase is right, and just smiles. "You've got me there. I guess I never really needed the safeword. What I needed, more than that, was something new. You sure succeeded today. That, my friend, was incredible."
"You're tellin' me? You weren't the one pounding that tight ass of yours. I love it when you think of new things. 'Follow me one day and surprise me', you said. What a great idea."
"We need to clean up fast. I've already missed lunch. I'll be late for my afternoon lecture if I don't get dry soon." Rafael pads over to his lover, hugging him and running fingers through black fur. He looks up at Chase. "I love you more than ever. You know that, don't you?"
"Always, Raf. Always and forever, I hope."
Rafael soaks himself again under the warm water, with Chase wringing his tail in the doorway. The rabbit speaks up. Hey, Chase."
The wolf looks back, to have his feet snapped at by a wet towel. He yips and scowls at the grey rabbit.
"Meet you at six for dinner?"
Chase manages a toothy grin. "Sure, buddy. Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know. Surprise me."
~FIN~