Camp Redfur
#3 of NSFW Content
A nervous Lynx, a first year camp counsellor ends up stuck in the boat shed during a storm. The only issue? He's stuck with his crush, a burly Tiger and head counsellor, who seems to have an idea on how to pass the time...
Camp Redfur
There were two things I loved about this camp. Being able to wear the tight camp counsellors uniform, and of course the head camp counsellor Reagan, stripes, orange fur and all.
He was tall, fit, and completely out of my league. But that never stopped me blushing around him, sweeping my tail between my legs, ears flattening against my head whenever he passed or asked me to do a chore or handle a camper. It gave me this...feeling, a tingle in my fingers and sometimes even between my legs. But I was just a petite lynx, a bit of a joke around the male counsellor cabin. But he'd always been nice to me, even if a bit dismissive.
So I hadn't hesitated to scamper to my feet and follow every command he barked at me today, including the tiresome task of rounding up every camper in my half to out-wait the storm growing thicker in the air each passing minute. With a sigh I quickly brushed off, I got to work.
After half an hour of shouting, persuasion and the handling of 20 very grumpy tweens I'd managed to usher them all safely inside their cabins and the mess hall to wait out the thunderstorm - the storm I was currently stuck in.
'Shit, shit,' I hissed. I'd just saved a bunch of kids from getting caught out in this monster, and here I was getting soaked from head to the balls to the tip of my tail. With a groan, ears flattened I darted for the nearest shelter - the canoe hut down by the lake. There wasn't much I could do, just wait it out really. And god, the other counsellors were gonna give him so much shit for this. But nothing could ever came close to the embarrassment of the time they nearly caught me...well...having some personal time. They'd been so loud, laughing and grunting and barking that I'd had just a split moment to cover myself up and pretend I was asleep.
With a sigh and shiver from my storm soaked fur, I let myself sink to the floor and wrapped my tail over my knees. This was going to be so humilat -
A knock, loud and sudden as a clap of thunder sounded at the door. I nearly jumped out my fur at the sound of it, but was quick to scramble to my paws and yank it open. It could be one of the kids, maybe they got lost or -
Oh. "Reagan?" I squeaked, a shock sending my fur standing on end. The 6ft hunk of a tiger didn't have time for me to get over my shock, and shoved me aside with a light but forceful push on my shoulder. From the looks of things, he was soaked to the bone too. And he didn't look particularly happy about it. I went back to my corner of the shed, sliding down to the floor next to a pile of wooden oars. There was...one good thing about this whole situation, at least. Aside from how nervous I felt to be stuck in this cramped little shed with my summer-long crush, I at least got a nice view. He wore that same, tight fitting camp counsellors uniform. The short shorts that gave a wide, shapely outline of his firm ass, and hugging that rather large outline of his package. His shirt did the same favour that his shorts did, outlining every muscle, every ab, riding a bit high to show me that v line that directed me right down...
"What's with your eyes, little lynx? Look like they're gonna fall out of your head," Regan grunted, a touch of what looked like a smirk on his face. There was a glint to his emerald eyes. Something playful shimmered there, dancing in their shine.
"I just I uh, I'm sorry. I didn't meant to stare," I stammered out an apology, embarrassment flooding every bit of me. Crap. He was gonna kill me. Then the other counsellors would have a field day.
"You like staring, don't you? Try and hide it, but I've noticed. You're kinda obvious, really. But then one night when we were coming back from the mess hall...I well, I stared. You were stroking that beautiful cock of yours, and you had the cutest moan. It come out in little whimpers and groans every time you stroked yourself, running your pretty hand up and down, up and down. And yeah, I was the one staring for once. It made me fucking drool. Something came over me and I wanted you, I wanted my lips around that pretty cock of yours, to lick up the pre-cum with my big tongue and made you shake and scream. But... the other counsellors turned up. Ruined everything. Was kinda cute to see you panic though. Ha." Regan smirked, the grin and mischief on his face clear as day.
Thunder roared outside, the wind from the storm buffeted the side of the small shack. I shivered in response. Either that, or the way he looked at me. As the thunder struck outside, it felt as though the electricity was ripping right through me. He wanted me. He wanted me so fucking bad. I couldn't help it, and without even glancing down I knew. I probably had the biggest erection I'd ever had. And he could see it. The stupid hot tiger who'd caused it, was looking down at me, legs spread a little. Enough for him to see it, for the tiger twice my size, the one who'd caused it, to be looking down at the length of my cock pressing up against my shorts.
"A bit excited, are we?" Regan chuckled with a flick of his tail.
With a soft coo, he approached. Slowly, at first. And with a teasing hand, he pulled down the top of his shorts. The tip of his cock poked out, pink and throbbing. Inviting. He walked closer, and in the flash of the lightning I could see his pulsating cock, free of his shorts. And it was everything and more I'd imagined it would be, during those nights I'd spent jerking off in the cabin under the sheets. But here he was, real and in all his fur, his height and muscle, approaching me as he stroked it.
Before I could managed to speak a word, he was before me, nudging the tip of his dick onto my lips. I looked up to him with two, innocent and wide eyes, before I took it into my mouth. Deep and passionately, with a hunger I hadn't ever known had resided in me, I worshipped his cock with tongue and drool. I panted, tongue swirling, my mouth perfect and wet and inviting. And he fucked it. Regan grabbed a tuft of fur from the top of my head and rocked my mouth over the length of it. Back and forth, back and forth. And I moaned, a heat flooding my entire body and filling me with an exhilaration I'd never felt before. Regan was relentless, and kept fucking my tight mouth over and over again, until he stopped. With a strange sense of gentleness he pulled his cock out of me, lines of drool and precum stretching out from the tip.
Disappointment fluttered in my chest for a moment. Was he done with me? Was that all?
But he paused, and gave me that look again. A look that glittered with that same hunger.
Before I could say a word of protest he grabbed my middle and hefted me up onto the workshop table, and quick as the flash of lightning that lit up the world behind him, he wrapped his hands around my ankles and spread my legs apart. I only had time to gasp as he dragged me forward and with a grunt both primal and sensual, he plunged his cock deep inside my asshole. I let out a strangled whimper that he loved so much, one of pain and pleasure mixed as one. So big and powerful, he pushed me back and forth, lightning flashing and thunder clapping at every thrust of his giant hips.
My whimpers became moans as I adjusted, and he went faster and faster as the thunder roared outside the shack. The wind howled and rain slammed against the tin roof. And finally with a roar louder than any thunder clap, Reagan came.
He panted, glowering over me. A hot, tired mess. Cum from my own cock leaking out. I suppose I'd cum at some point, so lost in it all. Reagan lent over a bit, and licked up some of it with his rough, wide tongue.
"Not bad for your first Summer, hey?" He gave me a wink with that same dangerous grin.
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