The-Beach.txt
The Beach, M/mmmm - Oral/Caressing/Voyeurism - August 18, 2010
By Afril, With help from Chaos Blackwing
(cl) The Gay Furry Association
A day on the beach
Ah, The Beach. Golden sand, clean air, warm sun... And all the hot ass you can drool over! For example, the one I am currently trying not to stare at too blatantly... A rabbit lad stands slightly bent over in front of a counter. His shorts cut high on his leg, the frayed edge just enough to keep him 'modest'. He was bouncing from one foot to the other, which made his hips sway and his sexy butt move back and forth. And I was not the only one admiring the tick-tock motion of butt-cheek rubbing against butt-cheek... I just hid my lust a little better. The object of the sexy one's affection? The menu-board. It became obvious that he was torn between two favorite items, and couldn't decide which one to get. Hence the wiggling rump, the cute tail keeping time perched above it, the indecision written on his short muzzle. I decided to help the poor bunny out - Both for his sake (the sand was warm on My shod hooves), and those passing by (even going slowly, a bicycle tire in the crotch can ruin one's day)... There had already been several collisions made when head was turned one way and feet another. Ordering something cold and wet, I told him he should get both items, if he couldn't decide.
"I can't afford both..." he sighed, resigned to be in Purgatory the rest of his life - Or at least for the afternoon. I chuckled and slid a 5-credit chip over in front of him. As he stared at it like it had fallen from heaven, I chuckled again... Ah, to be young and innocent.
"You can save a little for tomorrow..." Tomorrow - That was like, Forever! "Or you can enjoy the day." He put a hand over the round chip as if not believing it was real...
"Thank you, Mister." And for a moment, I was absolved of all my lustful thoughts by his beautiful smile... Until I reached out to grab the plastic cup my drink came in, all the while dreaming it was his naked butt my fingers were gripping.
"Not a problem." I couldn't tell the cute lad the money was a 'Thank You' for the show earlier, as well as payment for watching his butt bounce all the way up the beach. There was an audible sigh as he left, but there were plenty of other hot young males in next-to-nothing to take his place. And should they find themselves unable to afford a certain treat - I was always happy to add to their pocket-change, my desires ran to things round and firm as well - But hot instead of cold.
I thought of writing off the expense as 'Entertainment', but trying to explain to an accountant Why watching hot male-ass bounce along the beach was 'Entertaining' - Even if he agreed with me, there was no tax-code for 'Observation of buttocks in motion', that I know of. There was one, however, for 'Remuneration for services rendered'. Yes, bribes could be written off as a business expense.
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As I was folding my paper to leave (I never got around to reading it), a shadow fell across my table. That same bunny-lad sat down and put a hand on the table... And the other on my leg!
"Just wanted to say 'Thank You', again."
No Problem! My story? I was a bored executive who was on vacation because my accountant said, 'You need some time off. Go on vacation and spend some money.' He was of the age to want to rebel - But not so much as to get in trouble. As we sat and chatted his fingers ran through the hair on my leg, making me almost break out in a sweat... He knew I was staring at his butt - He enjoyed the looks, the extra money males like me would give him just to watch. But he was curious about one thing...
"Why are you wearing a dress?"
I chuckled... "It's called a Sar, pronounced 'Sahr'. And I wear it because I Can't wear short-pants."
His eyes went a little wider and his hand traveled several inches up my leg. "Are you... Gifted?"
'Gifted' is the term used for those of us born without sheaths. All equines are 'endowed', and I was no exception as his fingers felt through the cloth.
"Wow..." he breathed, obviously wanting to use both hands - But that would be a little too blatant. "Can I..." He bit his lip. "Can I... See it?"
I had to laugh at his part scared, part expectant look. Not here, you twit, despite how good your fingers feel. "Bungalow 12, in the Palms." I moved his hand to the pee-slit (The clasp was in the back), and let him feel where hair ended and flesh began. He gasped as his fingers found a tube of skin that was the base of my cock, and he stroked it, feeling how thick it was. Then winced as a name came faintly across the sand.
"Parents?" He nodded and sighed, sliding his hand out of my Sar. I leaned over and patted his almost naked butt. "It's ok, Dude - I am going to be here a while."
He laughed. "Nobody says 'Dude' anymore..." Then he got up and gave me a close-up view of his sexy ass as he padded off, and the monster under the table slapped it roughly. Damn... All I needed was a tent-pole parading in front of me. And if it found the slit - The 'normals' could get away with a pouch to hide their nut-sacks, because 'They weren't showing anything'... Me? I would get an Indecency Violation for every step I took.
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So, it was late when I got back to the glorified Hut I was paying too much for, to find... A half-dozen naked lads of various species sitting in the Main room. And the 'Ring-Leader' somehow hotter without the scrap of clothing he was wearing earlier.
"I kinda/sorta told a friend. Who told a friend - You don't mind, do you?"
Six barely legal (If that) naked males, all staring at me like I was some kind of marble statue come to life? Hah! I closed the screens on the window, made sure the door was secured, and turning my back, I undid the clasp, hanging up my only piece of clothing (my shoes were outside, of course). My naked butt alone got a sigh that did wonders for my ego. And when I turned... Eyes went wide, jaws flipped open, hands made grabbing motions like my crotch was covered with their favorite sweet.
I took a step closer and they leaned forward as if not believing their eyes... A tube of black hung down in front of a pair of leathery balls, framed by an arch of brown hair that ran across my thighs. As I nodded, they all came out of their trance and came up to touch it, caress it, lift it and gasp at how long it was. This was not a diagram on the wall, or some picture of a dick, or even an 'Aide'... This was warm and it moved under their hands, throbbing gently as they stroked the length. The mouse-lad who had the flared end, studied it like he wanted to memorize the way it mushroomed, how the tip bumped out - Unlike many species which had either a plain pointed end or a conical one.
Watching my face, he leaned closer... And licked it. I grunted quietly as the Monster flexed. This time, the others watched as he did it again, taking a longer swipe. Then they took turns sliding their tongues along my shuddering cock, kissing the flared tip, stroking the length. By the time they were done, I was dripping freely... Which meant there were six young(ish) males sitting under my pole, catching the pre in their hands and licking the sweet liquid from palms and fingers. The sun was going down as I opened the door, patting each sexy butt as they left to put on shorts and I got to drool over their cute butts one last time... Finally!
I turned to find not all of them had left. The rabbit smiled shyly, and knelt to rub my balls, kissing them. Then licking the sweat from my sack, he MMmmmmmm'd - "You taste smoky."
Of course, all his tongue did was make me sweat even more... Taking my hand, the lad wagged his butt into the shower, where my hands became glued to the sexy cheeks, squeezing and fondling and rubbing them... The bunny-boy moaned and pushed back against my grip, stroking himself until he splattered the wall, panting. As he caressed my cock, he whispered he couldn't jerk-off in his room - He would Die if his mother ever caught him playing with himself...
He moved my hands, rubbing his rump on my dribbling tip, tugging on the shaft, begging me to cover his rear in spunk. Gods, a Size-Queen already? Up and down the crack he tugged my cock-head, rubbing it against his tail, his thigh... His winking hole, making me moan and grip the stall walls, the Cannon blasting jets of nut-cream all over his ass. I think he came again just from the feeling of my dick, but I was too busy riding his legs that were stroking my length, cum-covered butt bouncing on the spurting head.
When I could see again, the rabbit was rubbing my nipples, feet toying with my still full balls as he rubbed my tip with his sticky rear. Urrf... I somehow managed to get him on his feet and the water going, helping him wash (With lots of caresses on his butt, of course). When he resembled a brown rabbit again, I tossed him a towel and worked on my back, while he rubbed his wet rump on my hooves and did my legs... So I turned him around and knelt down to work his legs over, chewing on his damp cheeks, making the lad giggle and push them against my face. And of course the Monster wasn't going down anytime soon. Which made a convenient handle for the lad to tug on when we walked back into the main room.
"P... Parents?" I gasped as he bent to suck on the flared head. They would be out at one of the 'Parties'. Long as he was home before they were, it was ok. The bunny swallowed a big glob of pre, stuffing what he could into his mouth. What about his friends...
That bunch of Hosers? They only came because they wanted to see someone who was 'Gifted'. Basically a dare then? So why... The lad pulled back, licking my slit.
"Because, my hot stallion, You didn't grope me so much as once. You don't talk down to me, You taste good... You know how many of those - Guys, would have grabbed my butt, whispered to meet them in some stall in the 'Cabana'? And if they were decent looking, I might. All you did was make me a very happy bunny..."
He kissed the dribbling tip again. "In a few more years I will be looking for something more Permanent than a 'Summer Fling'. I want a lover who is kind, caring... And if he is hung to his knees, I am not going to complain." He winked and I gasped - Was that an offer?
I rubbed his long ears, and got him away from my dick for a moment. "It won't fit in there either... If I cum only half-a-bucket, it's still a lot for you to try and keep down." I lifted his chin, leaning over to press his lips to mine, watching his eyes sparkle. "Let's stick with Summer Fling for now... Who knows, you may find you prefer bulls to horses."
He laughed, and held onto my face as he deepened our kiss. Then looked at the darkening sky and sighed again.
"Tomorrow?" he whispered, teasing one of my big nipples. Keep that up and you won't make it out the door!
"Tomorrow..." I whispered, squeezing his pert rump, making the youth gasp and rub his cheeks against my thumb as I teased his sexy hole. I watched him dress, and pad off into the darkness, shaking my head. You will have to grow some more, before you can become a 'Summer Fling', sexy. As I lay in the hammock they provided as a bed, I thought about all the hot young things I had seen... And how many of them would like to see a 'Gifted' male up-close?
*SLAP* went my cock against my belly - And You can keep your opinion to yourself! You would just Love having a half-dozen hot males playing with you... *SLAP*
Thought so...
The End?
The End?