Hot hot springs.txt
The silver tabby smiled as he removed his shirt, the spring house empty that day, which brought the male to suggest visiting with his very shy Dalmatian friend. The pup resisted at first, but the steamy air and relaxation from the oh so boring grind of the day in and day out was more than enough of a push to pull the spotted pup away from his daily life. Those amber eyes that the kitty had ate up the Dalmatian as he began to undress before him. Under his shirt was proof of the prime genetics of his runner build, as his chest was tight yet held not an ounce of excess bulk. His arms were seemingly etched from stone, perfectly fitting his frame, and bringing a weak mew out of the kitten, who in turn grinned to himself. Of course the puppy had no idea of the show he was giving his friend, but the cute ones rarely knew the effect they had.
"So Matt, how did we get in here anyway if it's closed up today?" Zeke's question was worded quickly, yet the feline, Matt as Zeke pointed out, watched in fascination at the moment of the pup's chest with every breath. He swooned at such a sight, but only in his mind of course, after all, his friend was in the no touch group. One thing Matt respected above all else, was a good friend. However as the puppy dropped his pants and revealed his firm butt by accident before pulling the boxer briefs back up, the cat felt his morals weakening.
"Well if you gotta know, I work here in the summer, so I have a key. My key lets me get into the normally out of reach places." Matt said with a grin as he took off his own pants, having decided not to be a tease and simply go without the extra layer. Matt's naked stance did not catch Zeke's eye as the Dalmatian decided if he was going to continue to wear his shorts or not. With a grin Matt slyly walked over to Zeke and whispered in his ear. "Ya know, I've see what you got whenever I look down." Matt's silver face was a mask of an innocent grin, and with no reason to deny that logic the well built pup nodded.
"Well since it is just us guys," He blinked as he turned around and noticed the feline's nudity. Zeke turned his head at such a sight, blushing under his white fur. "I guess I'll follow your example." He muttered the last part as he pulled down the boxers to reveal a plump canine sheath, with decent sized balls hanging down below. Matt tried to look away, and succeeded, but not before getting a nice eyeful of his friend's gear. Zeke however was oblivious to the view that he was giving, and Matt thanked EVERY part of his biology for requiring physical stimuli for his flag to unfurl.
Zeke walked past the silver kitten, and left the smaller male to blink as his prey went forward into the steam that rose from the relaxing water. Although it generated steam, it was never hot enough to truly burn, and was more an after effect of the coldness of the stone mixed in with the warm nature of the water. The small pond that the pair rented for their bath was lined with bamboo, on top of that the rocks were polished to such a shine that the common rough edges that natural gave stone was not present. Matt smiled as Zeke seemed so calm and collected at the oddity of two boys, who had only recently past adulthood, bathing together in a hot spring naked. Then again, the cat retorted in his mind, I never did fall for him based on brains. Matt shrugged as he walked into the water and simply began to relax.
Zeke followed suit in entering the water. Although Matt made no sound, his amber eyes were eating up the view of spotted balls before the water hid them from sight. Zeke smiled and groaned in pleasure, enjoying how each muscle relaxed as it entered the soothing water. Matt tried to hide his annoyance at the missing view and simply found a place in the rocks and relaxed.
The kitten was losing his edge, and his will as well, and such a thing should not happen, lest his plot lose all meaning. "So Zeke," The cat started talking, his voice calm. "What made you choose to come here?" The Dalmatian scratched his head as he thought about the answer.
"Basically cause you invited me, and I was bored of the house." Zeke laughed, and Matt gulped as his eyes stalked the bounce of the spotted canine's Adam's apple as it jumped up and down in his throat. Everything about this canine screamed at the cat to want more, and more was never in short supply. Zeke turned his attention to Matt as he smiled and simply said. "It's a nice offer, these places are SO expensive, and I barely have enough money to go to the movies. It was too good of a deal to pass up." Matt nodded, and the kitty was berating himself in the back of his head for losing his gull, when an idea popped into his head. Kitten however had no desire to back out, and soon enough he wouldn't have a choice.
"Hey Zeke, want a foot massage?" Matt asked as politely as possible, yet he still cringed internally at the words that spilled from his tongue. Was the lust for his friend really making him willing to do anything? He shrugged internally, and grinned at the idea of the reward at the end. "It'll feel really nice." The kitten laughed to himself as those words added to his argument, the canine unaware of the secret plan that was about to be distilled.
"Sure I'd love one, track has been a nightmare. Coach has expected us to triple the training we do normally." The Dalmatian leaned against the stone, finding a small flat rock to sit on. With little effort and another well placed stone, the spotted puppy placed his foot onto the stone. Matt walked over to Zeke and sat on a stone that was oddly placed, almost as if it was a chair. His eyes took in the sights of the water dripping foot, which unlike most other furs, appeared more human than animal, minus the large black claws sticking out of his toes of course. Matt's eyes ate up the sight of the dripping flesh, each hair matted down, the weight intensified by the water. His silver hands reached slowly, fingers carefully wrapping round the canine's large toe, his right foot being the one offered upon stone. A smile crossed the pup's face as the wet paw pads touched the bottom of Zeke's toe.
Matt slowly started massaging the toe, rubbing out the tension and pressure the caused the toe to feel far too tight. Those slim silver hands moved from toe to toe, rubbing out the tension on each, Zeke's stance growing more relaxed with each movement pushing the sore muscles to relax. Reaching lower, the cat's hands rubbed the balls of his canine friend's foot, each ball tight and strained, wet rough to the touch, showing how often the male walked on hard terrain without his shoes on. Zeke moaned out suddenly as a careful and light finger traced down the arch of the foot before going back up to the ball. The silver's kitten's amber eyes perked up with a carefully gauged mischievous expression, a smirk laid on his lips as he brought another swipe of the wet digit down the arch of the pup's foot, causing the spotted puppy to moan yet again. The hands attached to the feline tormentor however did not choose to strike another time. Instead they kindly released pressure from the balls of his foot, before they worked down the arch, the fingers going down in a stripe of three, barely pressing the flesh, yet earning moans from the Dalmatian.
"Would ya stop teasing me?" Zeke whimpered as he pulled his foot away, and it was replaced with the other. The taunting hands made quick work of the pressure that had rested in the feet, yet once the arches were the target once more, the male could not help but play with his prey. His fingers traced in slow circles, causing the canine to moan once more. Matt's careful hands carefully danced on the canine's foot, bringing a blush to his cheek.
"Please stop..." Zeke whimpered, his ears flattened down to his head, and his tail a mix of wanting to wag at the pleasure, and curl because of who was causing it. However Matt's desire would not be resisted so easily and the cat crawled up closer, leaving his stone chair to reach the calves of his friend's leg. His hands traced the underside and caused the pup to moan again as he reached underneath the knee. The grin that as glued on the feline's face grew more devious as he moved closer. The pretense of a massage all gone in the feline's movement as his chest was brought towards the pup's, his vision glancing down to see a sight he greatly enjoyed. Zeke blushed as Matt took in the sight of his spotted sheath brimming with meat. Matt licked his chops at the sight, which Zeke simply blushed and looked away.
"Aww no need to be shy." Matt grinned as he said so, he licked the pup's neck, yet instead of being pushed away, as many would react, the canine acted as if he was a deer caught in headlights, his gave unwilling to look directly at the cat, whom breached his personal space, but he was unable, out of something holding him back, he refused to push the cat away either.
"You do like this don't you?" Matt asked, his voice slow, to let every word echo. His silver fingers reached down into the water and pressed down on the sheath lightly. The Dalmatian whimpered at the feeling dashing up his spine, and his sheath throbbed in need as it filled more with the blood rushing into his tool. "You can't deny that your body at least is enjoying this." Matt's hand pressed harder on the sheath, smiling as the shaft's head found its way out of the fuzzy flesh home. The feline's gaze fell on the rubbery black lips of the canine, and he leaned forward, and their lips met. In the back of Matt's mind he smirked as his hand was filled with a nice thick canine dick. However the foreground of his mind was painted with a different image.
This different image was first a taste, some sort of creamy drink, a kind of slushy the feline presumed. Blue berry if he had to guess. After the initial taste, he picked up how the lips were sealed tight, and that the way they strained was of shock. Due to the weakness of shock, his own tongue easily pried its way inside his canine friend. Zeke was helpless to Matt's advances, and if he was a different man, it would have bothered him more. However Matt was not one to stop easily.
The lips parted, and at the moment Zeke shoved his weight forward, throwing the cat a few inches away. The Dalmatian's blue eyes read a mix of emotions, and as he stood, the thick shaft throbbed in lust. Matt stood back up, and noticed right away, that although the runner was stronger than him yet Zeke had not tried to hit him, but simply pushed him away. This brought interest into the feline's gaze, who saw confliction dance in those sweet blue orbs.
"What the hell man?" Zeke shouted, which was amusing considering his seven inch shaft was bouncing at his waist, and drooled pre into the pool. Matt knew that bodies could easily be tricked into responding as desired by stimuli, but the conflict in the spotted puppy's eyes showed one that was not of feeling violated by a friend or by a monster, but one of how to understand the pleasure he felt.
"Kitties don't wait for prey to come into their paws, they pounce on the meals. This case, the meal is a bit more than a meal, and is more like a life time feast." Just as Matt expected, the Dalmatian had no idea what he meant. So to better explain he took a step closer, which caused Zeke to take a step away. Matt sighed and then laughed. "You're acting like I raped you. I kissed you, and I groped your uncovered dick, I never fucked you." He took another step, but Zeke stayed his ground. "And judging by your eyes, you're not sure how to feel on all this."
"Why me?" Zeke whimpered, Matt simply laughed in reply.
"What's so funny?"
"You don't realize how hot you are, do you?" Matt answered the pup. The expression that warped onto Zeke's face was one right out of a cartoon, his jaw tried to drop to the floor, and instead just reached down to the bottom of his jaw, his eyes large as dinner plates in shock. Matt stepped closer, and Zeke did not resist, so he walked closer, his hand reaching out, pressing the spotted puppy's chest.
"I'll take your silence as a no." He hand was careful, unlike the demanding grasp that he had used when he pressed down on the shaft. "Your body is fit, and healthy," He rubs the muscles in the chest, their bulk resisting his hand. "You could easily over power me, yet you don't fight with the ability this body provides." He hand traces lower to draw over abs, which his fingers crawled, like the muscles were etched in stone.
"It is things like that which makes you hot." The cat got more willing and took a step forward; his free hand placed a finger over Zeke's lips. "Although you being hot isn't all that you've got going for ya." He smiled again as he kept his finger pressed over Zeke's lips and his other hand went to the pup's chest. "You are nice, and besides that you got brains." The feline's hand finally traced back down to the canine's gear, and with a smirk of mischief, his finger traced from the base to head before pulling the head down, causing the dick to bounce. Matt's silver eyes were sure, yet the sight behind's Zeke's were so unsure and confused it pained him to look.
Their lips met again, but the kiss's flavor was a different one. Before concern and worry overtook the pup, however the second time his stance was relaxed. Confusion still stained the lips, giving his kiss a bitter flavor, yet hands wrapped around Matt's waist and pulled him in closer, tightening the kiss. The kitten mewed in pleasure as their bodies were pulled closer together. As their bodies collided, the kitty mewed, his smaller shaft pressed tightly against the pulsing warmth of the Dalmatian. As Zeke pulled away from the kiss, his expression was awe struck and mischief that cat's commonly wore.
"I'm so hot huh? Well we've got all day, why don't you prove it." Matt smirked, his silver eyes bouncing over the runner's body as he thought many ways to please and prove to the male his beauty. The puppy smirked, his hand reached low and grasped Matt's shaft.
"We better not forget about this, and with using the shaft as a leash, pulled the feline away from the stone wall that the two were pressed against. Matt grinned as he followed suit, his tail flicking happily from side to side.
"Meep! Your tongue is wet!"