Things Happen
Things Happen
This Story contains Adult sex related events. If yoru Not at the age of 18 DONT READ THIS If you are, enjoy my short work. Im not a master story writer or maker, I make things out of sher borem and will I got bored one nite and made this. I also seemed like out of place here when I didnt even have 1 story or picture on this account so here it is.
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At age of 18 years old, everything Zack experienced was intense. The recent move from BlacksBurg to this small town in filled with furries was intense. Moving into the new house and exploring his new surroundings was also intense. But after the newness of the situation began to wear off, and Zack got a job at the local food joint; he quickly became bored. His summer vacation began to drag on and on...never to seem to end
Zack was a good looking human boy. All the waitresses at the food joint liked him. His job was to clean the tables, and wash the dishes. The women who worked there where nice to him, being half human and furries alike and were always kidding around with him, telling him that he'd break lots of hearts someday. He hated the work though, even if he did like the waitresses, god how he loved furry creatures it always amazed him when he seen one of them walk past him with there tail swinging back and forth but he knew he never get the chance to be with one or even any girl for that matter.
This lifestyle continued on - get up, kick around the house until noon. Go to work until 7PM. Come home watch some TV. Go to bed. What a way to spend the summer huh?
Then one morning Zack's father got a call from a family friend who lived in the same town. There was an opening at the local Movie Theater, would Zack like to work there? Hell yeah
Zack jumped at the chance, and in almost no time, had quit his old job and presented himself for his new job. Zack knew that there were a lot of nice girls human and fur alike that went to the movies, and he knew that the place was always kept cool, and he thought this new job was a real step-up for a kid of 18.
The job at the theater turned out to be the janitor, projectionist, and general all-about handyman. He also had to close the theater after everyone left. His new job went well for about a week, just like clockwork, then on the second Sunday something unexpected happened.
A boring movie was playing, which meant not too many people were there. But there were three young vixen fox girls that looked like they were around 17 or 18 years old. They were sitting in the back rows, giggling and making noise.
Zack had already run into those types - out for fun at everyone else's expense. So he ignored them and concentrated on picking up garbage which was starting to pile up between the seats. Working away near the pretty trouble makers, Zack leaned down to pick up some discarded wrappers when one of them said, "Nice butt!!"
Zack looked up at the movie screen, to see if the actors were doing anything to make the vixen say that. But he saw nothing unusual on the screen, so went back to picking up the trash.
Then he heard one of the foxs' say, "Damn I dropped my Coke all over the floor here!" Zack rushed over to the vixen who yelled in apparent distress and stared at the floor trying to see where the spill was. All he could see were legs and paw feet, no where a spill. Then in front of Zack's eyes, the red furred vixen, the obvious leader of the pack, began to pour her Coke on the floor between her feet.
Zack was angry at the stupid hassle this vixen was causing him. But when the fox asked him again to clean up the spill, he knew they were teasing him, trying to make him mad. He didn't really care, because they were very pretty, and he liked looking at them, and who knew, maybe he'd hit it off with one of them if he stayed cool.
Zack grabbed a mop and went over to the laughing vixens and started to clean up the spill. He jumped when all of the vixens squeezed his butt. This embarrassed zack, but it also turned him on. No girl or feline had ever done that to him before, and he could feel a boner coming on. Zack asked the red vixen why she had pinched him.
With a sly smile on her lovely muzzled face, the big breasted fox said, "Maybe because you have a nice firm ass, little boy." And all three of the foxs started to giggle at her sarcastic wit. Zack stared at them shame-faced, but didn't say anything, he just went back to mopping the floor. Then as he was finishing up - the fox with the big breasts said, "Why don't you take a break, and enjoy the movie with us?" Zack looked at her beautiful eyes and muzzled face as she talked to him, and suddenly wished that he could stay with these vixens. They were making him so horny with their looks, and suggestive talk, he wanted to stay, but replied, "I can't because I'm still on duty, and don't have a break coming for another hour." At this, the third fox with the dark fur took hold of his arm and pulled him down into the seat beside her. The red fox quickly moved over and sat on the other side of the boy.
Zack was really nervous now, and was also just about ready to mess up his underwear. These vixens were handling him, and vying for his attention, like nothing he'd ever experienced before! He was so goddamn hot he couldn't stand it!
With two vixens on the left, and one on the right, Zack sat there pretending to watch the movie, with a very big hard-on-pressing against the crotch of his jeans! From time-to-time, he'd glance at one set of boobs or another. They kept laughing, and were saying how cute his ass was, and how cute he looked in general. They kept whispering to each other, but never loud enough for him to hear them.
Then without warning, the red fox reached over and grasped Zack's crotch! The boy jumped up, making an unintelligible sound. The red fox scolded him by saying, "Have a seat little boy, and don't say another word or we're gonna leave." She leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
Zack was blushing with fear, and excitement, and didn't know what to expect, but one thing he did know, he didn't want them to leave, so he kept very quiet.
The dark-haired fox next to Zack was giggling as she slowly unzipping his pants, and then put her hand inside and rubbed him through the material of his jockey shorts. Zack was almost in shock, his lustful feelings out of control. He started to ejaculate, and the vixen just kept rubbing him, making a sticky, spermy mess that seeped through the material of his underwear.
Zack was mortified as the fox pulled her hand out of his pants, saying, "Eeeeww, lookie here, the little boy messed himself." And to Zack's humiliation he, and all the foxs could see, that her fingers where covered with his sperm.
He didn't know what to do, he was crimson, and just about felt like killing himself. But to Zack's shocked surprise the red fur fox took her friend's hand and brought it to her muzzle.
Zack couldn't believe what he was seeing. She had the boy's full attention as he realized she was licking his sperm off the other fox's finger tips. She was looking at him as she did it. This made the boy instantly hard again. He sat there mesmerized by the vision of this lovely young vixen licking his sperm from the dark-haired fox's delicate paw fingers. Then she said, "Mmmm this tastes great! I think I want some more!"
The foxs on either side of Zack started to giggle as they worked at the teenage boy's pants, tugging them down and off his legs. Zack started to sweat in fear, he was beyond nervous, he knew he'd probably get caught, and fired, and his parents would be called, but he couldn't bring himself to stop what was happening. He had no idea what was going to happen next, but he'd kill to find out.
The red fox jumped out of her seat and kneeled between Zack's open legs, while the dark-haired fox who had given him the hand job leaned over the boy and began to French-kiss him, rubbing her soft furry breasts against his chest as she stuck her rough tongue into Zack's mouth.
Here was zack, pants off, gorgeous vixen kneeling between his legs - another knock-out-drop-dead furry fox girl sucking his brains out through his lips. He knew that this was a special moment in his life, he thought that he'd never have anything to match this again!
Then he felt the most incredible sensation! A wet, warm, wonderful feeling engulfed his straining erection. The red fox had taken him into her muzzle. Zack began to struggle under the dark-haired fox's kissing, he instinctively wanted to watch what was happening to his body. But the kissing fox only knew that she liked kissing this boy, and wouldn't let him up. Zack was at the threshold of orgasm again. The red foxs tongue and lips where driving him mad. Another second, and he was spewing his seed, first into the fox's mouth, then into the dark cool air of the theater. He could hear the red fox gagging, and he derived some secret pleasure at the knowledge that he'd paid her back just a little for all the teasing he'd received.
The dark-haired fox stopped Frenching Zack, and looked at her friend, asking how Zack tasted, with a mischievous giggle. Then she reached down and started to rub the boy's cock again. This time it was naked to her touch, all slick with his sperm, and the red fox's saliva as she smoothed it around the boy's shaft and cockhead. She seemed to like the feel of all the fluids, and the boy's soft skin, because she took hold of his penis and started to stroke it. Zack sat there, heart pounding, on sensory overload, as this vixen brought his cock back to another erection. She was leaning over him looking into his eyes as she pumped him slowly. She had this speculative faraway look in her eyes, like she was trying to decide something.
She looked down at Zack's cock, which popped out between her paw fingers every time she pushed her hand to the base of his shaft. Zack watched too, he watched the fox's delicate paw wrapped around his cock, all slick with his juices. fox moved her face very close to Zack's and whispered in his ear, "Don't say anything, just lay down in the aisle, just do it now, okay?" Without a word, Zack scooted off his seat, and scrunched down onto the floor. The other foxs made an audible gasp as they realized what their friend was going to do.
Zack felt the sticky floor against his butt, and the cool air rushing over his exposed lower body. The dark-haired vixen came along with him to the floor, only she was on top of him. Zack still couldn't believe that she might want to fuck him. Girls, or Foxs in his experience, wouldn't even let a guy past the kissing stage. But here he was, with a gorgeous dark-haired fox hovering over him, gazing into his eyes with lust, ready to fuck him.
God, it was really going to happen! He felt the fox position herself over his erection, Zack reached up under the fox's butt, and felt his cock and her pussy lips. Wow, he was right there, nothing was in his way to stop his thrust!
With that, Zack's chemistry kicked in, and he reached up, grasping the fox's shoulders, and began to pull her down onto his sticky, hot, waiting shaft. At first, the fox resisted his pull.
She was looking into his eyes all the time, looking for something - something that probably wasn't there, because all Zack wanted to do was fuck her. He'd think about other things, like what her name was and if they liked the same things afterward. Right now, he just needed to get off one more time, and this time inside a anomorph body. He had to do this, he had no choice, because his body told him so.
As the dark-haired vixen came to rest for the first time, with Zack's cock fully imbedded inside her, he could she her shudder just like someone who'd just jumped into a very cold swimming pool. He went crazy when she started to whimper her need to him. She just kept whimpering and making small fox noises as she started to raise and lower herself on Zack's engorged cock.
Flashes of light began to zing through his head as the vixen began to reach her own orgasm, he couldn't quite catch his breath. The sight of this wonderfully beautiful vixen on top of him, gritting her fangs and riding him like a horse at gallop was so incredibly powerful, that the boy just exploded his seed into her furry body, in pulsing gushes.
The dark-haired vixen didn't know that Zack had come in her, she was too into her own sensations. She wouldn't have stopped what she was doing even if she had known.
Finally the exhausted couple slumped together, breathing hard, as the sounds of the theater came back to them. Zack looked up at the other two foxs, who had been trying to hide the fact that there were two people fucking their brains out on the floor between them.
But the game was up, the movie was ending. Zack started to struggle under his soft warm sex mate. He gasped, "I'm supposed to get the lights and turn off the projector." He frantically wiggled himself out from under the dark-haired fox, and grabbed at his pants.
The people in the theater were beginning to get up, and Zack knew that he only had a few moments before he'd be missed, and get in trouble. He reached down to help the vixen up into her seat, she was still looking into his eyes, he noticed every time he looked at her, she was looking into his eyes.
He said breathlessly, "Please wait for me, I'll be right back, I just have to shut down the projector, and turn on the lights." He looked at the fox one more time, and hesitated, he thought he saw tears in her eyes. Then he ran to the door and turned on the lights. Then he rushed up to the projector room and shut the damned thing off.
Still panting from his efforts, and not wanting the vixenss to leave before he found out where they lived, he jumped down the stairs two at a time, and burst into the auditorium. THEY WERE GONE! - He looked around very carefully, then ran to the lobby, NOWHERE! -- Zack was having a hard time swallowing now, heart in mouth, he ran outside, and looked down the street, NOTHING!
Dammit!
Zack remembered the tears in the dark-haired fox's eyes, and wondered...
(One month later.)
Zack was starting his first day of back to school. He had worked at the theater for the rest of the summer, and kept hoping that those vixens would come back. But they hadn't. He figured that you couldn't have everything, and at least he had a wonderful memory, probably a better memory than most 18-year-old human boys.
As Zack walked into his new homeroom class, he staggered back against the door entrance, there THEY were, all three of them. Sitting there like perfect angels talking to each other.
Heart pounding, Zack walked over to the dark-haired fox and said, "Hi, do you remember me?" She turned to face him, and all three vixens smiled at him.
THE END