Minty's Ferrety Bath Time Fun!
Minty smiled as he handed the clerk a slip of paper that he had removed from the sleeve of his robe; a gift certificate to the local bath house. The ferret smiled as he adjusted his robe and took the key that the clerk, an elderly grey fox, handed him and looked down the hall. He was in stall number 7, a personal stall that was set up to resemble a hot spring out in the woods.
Opening the stall, the ferret stepped through and smiled at the wonderfully painted murals on the wall and then looked down to the steamy pool of water in the center of the floor. Black fingers slid into the knot of the sash to his robe and he began to fumble around a bit until finally the belt came loose and Minty felt his robe loosen around his middle. Already the steam that floated lazily about the room was acting to soothe the slender mustelid and Minty felt a pleasant inner warmth beginning to form in his core. Shrugging the white robe off his shoulders he felt the material pool around his black furred paws and leave the ferret bare.
Minty smiled as he ran his fingers through his mess of black hair and looked down at the water. He could see a step, or perhaps it was a bench, in the pool and the ferret decided to take a seat at the edge opposed to simply sliding inside. The floor was a tad chilly against his naked bottom, and his soft cream-colored rump slid slowly cross the tiles along the edge of the pool. Finally, Minty slowly slid his legs forward and let out a content sigh as his paws broke the surface of the water.
Minty slowly slid himself into the pool, savouring the warmth that filled him as his body was wrapped in a blanket of liquid heat, and finally he felt his rump meet a stone bench that left only the top of the black bar that wrapped around his upper torso visible above the water. Leaning back a bit, Minty sighed happily as he slid lower, until only his head was above the surface of the water.
It was a good ten or fifteen minutes before Minty felt his fingers brush against the bare flesh of his slowly hardening erection. Part of the reason he was so glad to get a personal bath instead of joining a public one was that it allowed him to divulge in a few... ferrety acts that some males would not enjoy being around for. A single claw teased along the upper part of the ferret's length and Minty felt a moan catch in his throat. He felt the stone of the bench beneath his shaft as it grew to full mast and for a moment he simply enjoyed the heat of the stone along his sensitive member.
Finally, Minty gave into desire and let his fingers slowly encircle his shaft. It was like bliss as his paw pads stroked along the sensitive flesh of his member and the ferret's tail, now a bit heavy with water, thrashed beneath the surface of the pool. Minty sighed as he slowly stroked over his erect cock and put a arm along the edge of the pool as he let himself relax.
Opening a single eye, Minty giggled as he saw the slight ripple his arm was creating as he sped up his pace, his shaft twitching and throbbing in his hand, and for a moment he was tempted to pull himself out of the water and let his load out into the air. He felt pre jetting out into the bath and fading into the warm water as he pawed faster, his sack heavy with rich, fertile ferret spunk. Shutting his eyes again, Minty let out a moan.
The ferret twitched as his heavy sack began to pull closer to his body and the paw around his shaft grew tighter as he felt his need for release rise. He panted heavily and let out squeaks and moans of pleasure as his hips thrust up into his paw to help speed things along. He could now even feel the veins under the sensitive surface of his pads.
Minty moaned aloud as his hips thrust up hard, bringing half of his wet and throbbing member out of the water as a thick and heavy rope of spunk shout out of the tip in a powerful gush. The thick glob flew into the air and landed right on the ferret's muzzle, filling his nostrils with a heavier mint-scented musk that his own fur naturally gave off and the ferret felt another pleasant warmth fill him. Resting back beneath the surface of the water, Minty panted and put a hand to his chest.
The rest of his bath was uneventful and after an hour or so the ferret was pulling himself out of the pool. Standing by the edge of the water, he smiled and found the room now had a slight hint of mint in it; no doubt a product of the ferret's own special musk. Walking over to a wooden table, he grabbed a towel and dried off.
It wasn't until after he had dried and fastened his robe around his waist that Minty felt he was forgetting something. He walked out of the stall to return the key and, as he saw the curious gaze of a red fox as he passed, the ferret blushed and sighed. He licked two fingers and rubbed them over his muzzle to wipe away the seed; only to suckle on those same fingers when he could no longer feel anything but fur.
Waving to the fox as he started out, the ferret turned and said, "I think I'll see you again next week."