The Best Thing about Spring Break! ;D (part 1)
It was a normal Friday, the day before the 9 day Spring Break, and for the first time ever, I accually wasn't that excited. It worried my parents. It even worried me. I couldn't figure out why I was lodged into this state of depression. I was bored out of my mind, no where to go, nobody to hang out with, because everyone was out of town. Even my best friend Alex was gone. He had gone to see a relative in another state. So, I was stuck at home alone by myself pretty much. I was sitting on my bed, chewing my paw. I lay there, lazily watching TV. Nothing good on, as usual. I stood up and checked the time. It was 8:00 AM. I walked to the kitchen and poured myself a bowl of cereal. I sat there eating it, not aware of my mom, who was packing my clothes into a backpack. "Bandit, where is your Tiger T-shirt?" She asked. "Why?" "Because I need it to pack for your trip to your Noni's house. All your other shirts are dirty, and I don't want you to go in dirty clothes, so go and find it." "Fine; I'll go look for it." I picked up my now empty bowl of cereal and put it in the sink. I trudged to my room and sifted through my closet. Not in there. I walked back past my mom and into the Laundry room. Not in there either. I suddenly remembered my mom gave it to me to put up, and I put it high up in my closet so it wouldn't get messed with. I felt around the top of my closet and grabed it. It was as clean as the day she washed it. I walked back in to the living room and gave it to her. "Aww, thank you honey! Where did you find it?" She asked. "I put it high up in my closet so it wouldn't get messed with, and apperantly I forgot it was there. But I remembered and found it!" "Aww, your so smart! Hurry and go take a shower so you can be ready to go." I walked to the bathroom and took off my clothes. I stood and looked in the mirror admiring my shiny white fur. Bandit wasn't really an appropriate name for me, but when I was born, part of my face was black, forming a mask-like appearance on my face. I had seen pictures of myself when I was a puppy. Somehow all of my fur turned white when I was 7 though. I am now 13, turning 14 on May 1st. I sat there admiring myself, my dazzling blue eyes, my curves and features. In some ways, I looked more like a girl than a boy. That wasn't really suprising, though. I am a husky/wolf mix. I turned on the water in the shower and sat on the edge of my bathtub. I wondered if I had enough time to paw off. I thought about it and really didn't care. I pressed my paw against my dick and slowly moved it up and down. It didn't take me long to get fully erected. I started to go a little faster. I looked down and traced my finger around the black fur surrounding my crotch. I gripped my overly-excited tail and stroked it. It felt really good. I stroked it and worked my way down to my tailhole. I rubbed it and stuck my finger into it. I slowly moved it in and out, all while still pawing myself with my other paw. I sat and tried to hold it as long as I could. Then I burst, cumming all over the floor. I sat for a second, then examined my paw, now covered in white strands. I played with them in between my fingers. I stood up and gripped the counter, having a major head-rush. I looked down and smirked at the cum smeared counter. I wiped it off and got in the shower. I hurried and rinsed the mess off of myself, then washed my fur. I climbed out of the shower and dried myself with a towel. My mom knocked on the door. "Everything okay in there Bandit? You need to hurry up!" I quickly threw on my clothes and walked into the living room. "I'm ready to leave." I told her. She gave me my backpack of clothes and we walked out the door to her car. "Bandit, did you remember to grab your cell phone?" "Yes mom, I got it right here." I pulled my red Furola cellphone out of my pocket and read the time: 9:45. I climbed into the car and layed my head against the window. I watched us pass by buildings and restraunts, countless cars and homes. I started to drift off at the outskirts of town. I dreamt about this boy I knew from my school, a brown and white Husky naked Jake. He was sitting there on a bench in the park. I waved at him shyly, not really paying much attention to him. I continued to walk down the sidewalk, when he called out to me. I froze in place and slowly turned around. He patted the space beside him on the wooden bench. I walked over there and sat down with him. "Hi Jake... How are you?" I asked, not really wanting to be there. "I'm good, I was just enjoying the view." "What view?" I asked; confused. He leaned over and whispered into my ear, "You". He pulled me toward him and kissed me, forcefully reaching down and pushing his paw into my pants. I shoved him off. "THE FUCK?!" I screamed. I pushed him away and ran down the sidewalk. I kept on running and running, wondering what the fuck was wrong with him. I kept on running and running on what seemed like an endless sidewalk. I felt like I was going nowhere. And then suddenly I woke up, my mom cautiously pulling into the carport of my Noni's house, it being a narrow space, barely large enough for one car. "Were here, honey. Did I scare you?" "No, I'm fine." I told her. My Noni lives out in the country, not usually the kind of place you would find a guy like me, but I started visiting her frequently, because she just turned 83, and my mom thought that I should spend as much time with her as possible, since she doesn't have much time left on Earth. I opened the door and climed out of the car, carrying my backpack. "Bye, honey! I'll be back in on Monday!" She told me. I kissed her and closed the door. I walked to the door of my Noni's house, glancing back at my mom driving down the road. I turned back around and stepped into the place I would be staying for the next 3 days.