Spring Break
Well this is just a short story that I typed up last weekend since I really couldn't do anything. The doctor told me that I can't do anything that involved my right paw, which kinda sucked. So I couldn't weightlift, play football, or anything else really. So I just typed up a quick story instead :) Currently, my paw is healing quite nicely now and I'm able to move some of it again without having it taped up or anything. So soon I'll be back at full potential! *happy husky*
Anyways, hope you enjoy this. Comments and critique are always welcome. Thanks for reading!
Summer. The very word of the remarkable word brought a surge of joy up from the tip of Lane's tail to his light brown muzzle. Unfortunately, the miraculous season was still several months away and Lane was still looking at several more months of toiling schoolwork. How much the otter wished that he didn't have to worry about such unpleasant tasks and he could divert his attention to laying sprawled out on the sun-soaked sands of the Florida beach that he called home. But now that spring break was coming to a close and the first signs of summer became apparent, summer was so close but yet so far. For Lane, the last week had been a shimmering, brilliant blur. Sometimes he found himself rubbing his eyes and shaking his head in an attempt to collect his thoughts and get his bearings. His week of vacation was filled with nights of friendship, nighttime driving, good company, laughter, new friendships, and a life full of hope and dreams. One thing was missing though, that constantly tugged at Lane's heart, and that was a boyfriend. Yes. A boyfriend. That was the major part that was missing from Lane's almost perfect vacation. He had made it a goal to find the perfect guy, but unfortunately that had not happened. Now here he was, lying on the sandy beach on the last day of spring break, completely and utterly single. With a sigh, Lane rolled over onto his back and closed his eyes as the sun's rays warmed his entire body. He had just gotten back from a quick swim in the chilly water and he decided to let the sun do the drying for him. The beach was crowded with college students who were also enjoying their last day of spring break. Unfortunately, none of them appealed to the otter. Well, scratch that actually. Lane cracked his eyes open and looked to his right at a few college students playing volleyball. There was an attractive red fox and an athletic looking wolf, but what really caught Lane's attention was the fit and toned orca that had his shiny back to him. The cetacean sported a tight black speedo that left little to Lane's imagination. The otter wished that he had the confidence to approach the orca, but he knew that the chances of him being gay was very slim. And anyways, who would want to date a socially awkward otter anyways? Lane closed his eyes again. He wished that the orca would notice him and come over, maybe lay down on a towel next to him, maybe even start up a friendly conversation... "Ha. Yeah right." Lane scoffed to himself with his eyes still closed. Now if Lane would have opened his eyes right now, he would have seen the volleyball flying right at his face. But fate is sometimes humorous, and in this case, a great start to something. Stars exploded across Lane's vision as something hard hit him straight on the muzzle. Yelping, Lane quickly sat up and clutched his nose, which was already starting to burn and sting. The otter pulled his webbed paw away and saw blood. The source of his demise rolled away casually, now that it's job was done. Lane glared at the volleyball disdainfully. "Holy shit man, I'm so so sorry about that." A voice said above Lane. Lane turned around to see the orca that he had been admiring a few minutes ago standing right in front of him, a genuine look of concern on his smooth face. Lane was speechless and he felt like a total idiot with both of his bloody paws covering his muzzle. "I'm so sorry about that. I should've yelled or something. I just didn't think it was going to hit you." The orca said as he took a knee next to Lane. "It's no big deal." Lane replied through his paws as he tried not to swallow any blood. "Well your nose is bleeding pretty bad. How about I help you clean up?" The orca asked with a slight smile. Clean up? Lane's heart skipped a beat as he stared at the orca. "Uh, yeah sure. You really don't have to though." Lane replied. "I just feel really bad. It's the least I can do." The orca said as he offered Lane a hand. Lane accepted the orca's hand with the paw that didn't have blood on it, and he was soon pulled up onto his feet by the strong cetacean. "Are you okay to walk?" The orca asked. "Yeah really, I'm fine. My nose just hurts." Lane replied. "Tip your head back so the bleeding will stop. Here, I'll guide you." The orca replied as he gently grabbed Lane's paw. Lane felt his face grow hot and hoped that his brown fur hid the blush that spread across his cheeks. "By the way, my name's Ryan." The orca said casually. "Lane." Lane replied. "I haven't seen you before. Are you new here?" Ryan nodded as he looked down at Lane. "Yeah, I transferred here from my old college. South Carolina was great, but there's something greater about Florida. Perhaps it's the limitless world of blue skies, palm trees, and miles of endless sandy beaches that really gets to me." Ryan replied with a chuckle. "How about you?" "Me? Oh, I've lived here my entire life. It's okay here I guess, but I wouldn't mind a change in scenery." Lane replied. Ryan chuckled as they neared one of the beach's restroom facilities. "Are you kidding? I would never want to leave this place!" Ryan said as he pushed the door open to the locker room. The locker room was empty and smelled of musk and salt water. Lane wrinkled his nose at the scent but Ryan seemed unaffected by it. "Here sit down. I'll grab some towels." Ryan said as he disappeared around a corner. Lane sat down nervously and wrung his paws together. Part of him couldn't believe what was happening, and part of him didn't want it to happen this way. What's more humiliating then having the guy who you are attracted to treating you like a little kid who fell down and scraped his knee? Then again, at least they were talking. If he hadn't gotten hit by that volleyball, then Lane wouldn't be having this friendly conversation with the orca. It wasn't exactly what he wanted, but it was a start. The next step was to find out if Ryan was interested in other guys. How was he going to pull that off? Lane really could not think of anything, so when Ryan came back with a damp towel, Lane blurted out the first question that came to his mind. "So, uh, Ryan...you have a girlfriend, or anyone like that?" Lane stammered. Ryan raised his eyes questionably as he knelt in front of the otter. "That's kind of a random question. What made you think of that?" He asked as he started to wipe the dried blood off of Lane's muzzle. Lane squirmed slightly as he felt the orca's gentle touch. "Well, I-I was just curious, you know? I mean, you seem like the kind of guy who could, um, get a girl really easily..." Lane fell silent as he realized how horrible his explanation sounded. He shivered slightly as Ryan set his smooth hand against the back of his neck and continued cleaning his muzzle. "So you're saying I'm attractive?" Ryan asked with a slight grin. Lane silently cursed himself for his lack of social skills. "Well, yeah I guess, but I mean for girls you know, not guys...I mean, unless you like guys or something! Then that's cool with me and everything-" Lane stopped talking again and looked at the ground. He really fucked up this time. To his surprise, the orca chuckled. "Lane, if you're attracted to me, you really don't have to hide it." Ryan replied. Lane looked up slowly. "Uh, really?" He asked meekly. Ryan nodded as he ruffled the fur on the back of Lane's neck. "Of course. If it makes you feel any better, I'm not interested in girls." Lane felt his heart hammer in his chest as those words left Ryan's mouth. Did he really just hear the orca say those words? Was this really happening? "Uh hello? You okay man?" Ryan asked as he waved a hand in front of Lane's face. Lane snapped out of his trance and shook his head. "Yeah I-I'm fine." An idea suddenly started to form in Lane's mind, and he found himself grinning cunningly to himself. It was a perfect plan, and hopefully the orca would accept. "Hey Ryan, thanks for cleaning me up and everything." Lane said as he stood up and smiled. "Say, how would you like to stop by my apartment for dinner tonight? My treat." Ryan looked up thoughtfully. Lane clenched his fists and held his breath. Was he moving too fast? He did just meet the guy, and he was already inviting him to dinner? Maybe a little rushed, but it was the only thing that Lane could think of. "Yeah sure, why not?" Ryan replied with a shrug. "I don't have anything to do tonight, and if you're cooking, then sure." Cooking? Lane never considered himself a master of the culinary arts, and his third-degree burned pancakes could certainly attest to his incompetence. But Lane didn't want to lose this guy. He was perfect. "Okay sounds great! Do you know where the Pacific Apartments are?" "Yeah! Do you actually live there?" Ryan asked amazingly. "Those apartments cost a fortune! You must have a pretty good job." Lane rubbed the fur on the back of his neck as his tail curled around his legs. "Yeah well, my parents kinda pay for it and everything. My dad owns a pretty large business and my mom's a lawyer...so yeah." Ryan smiled and winked. "Ha. Lucky." He replied. Lane smiled and stuck his tongue out. "So what time should I come over then?" Ryan asked. "Let's say seven o' clock?" Lane replied. "Okay, sounds great! I guess I'll see you at seven then." Ryan replied with a wide smile. Lane found himself returning the smile as he walked out into the sunlight again. He wiggled his feet into the sand, enjoying the gritty and warm feeling between his webbed feet. The otter glanced over at Ryan's smooth and shiny body. The orca's gleaming skin reflected the sun's rays and made him glisten brilliantly. His muscles rippled underneath the taut skin, and Lane felt his member start to stir in his speedo. "Well, I better get home now Ryan. I'll see you at seven." Lane said as he tried to hide the growing bulge in his speedo. "Okay, you sure you're okay to walk home and everything? You're not feeling dizzy, right?" Ryan asked. "I'm fine, really." Lane replied with a smile. Ryan raised his hand and slightly brushed Lane's paw. It looked like as if Ryan was about to say something, but he instead let out a deep breath and nodded. "Okay. See you later." Lane turned around and started walking as he waved goodbye to the orca. As Ryan turned around and started walking the other way, Lane was able to catch a quick glimpse of the orca's shiny and perfectly toned ass. The bulge in Lane's speedo grew even larger, and Lane did his best to hide it with his beach towel. Despite his nose being sore, Lane couldn't help smiling the entire walk to his apartment. He couldn't believe his luck at all. Now he had to figure out what to cook for dinner. He couldn't go wrong with fish, and he did have a hearty salmon in the fridge at home. He could cook that up with some potatoes, decorate it with vegetables, and hopefully it will look like a five-star meal. Lane smiled even wider as he opened the door to his apartment. Tonight was going to be magical.
Lane found himself impatiently pacing back and forth in the kitchen of his apartment. The clock read ten minutes to seven. Any minute now, Ryan would arrive. The otter could hardly sit still the entire evening, so it was a good thing that cooking several items at once kept him moving. Now that the food was in place on the dining room table and the apartment was spotless, Lane found himself pacing back and forth in front of the door. The doorbell suddenly rang, and Lane practically dove for the door. The otter made sure he was presentable, took a deep breath, and opened the door for the orca. Sure enough, Ryan stood there in the doorway, dressed in a pair of black dress pants and a long sleeved white dress shirt. "Wow, you look fancy tonight." Lane giggled as he closed the door behind the orca. "Thanks. You don't look to bad yourself." Ryan replied with a smile. "Oh, this?" Lane scoffed as he looked down at his blue polo and khaki pants. "These are my street clothes pretty much. I'm afraid I underdressed." "Not a problem at all. You look absolutely handsome." Ryan replied with a chuckle. The comment made Lane feel warm inside. Ryan gazed around the apartment as he took a few steps forward. "Wow, this is really nice. It's like a small mansion." Ryan said in awe. "Yeah it's okay. It can get lonely here sometimes." Lane replied as he led the orca into the dining room. Ryan closed his eyes and sniffed the air. "Mhhmmmmmm. Smells delicious. Is that salmon I smell?" He asked. "You are correct. Quite a nose you got there." Lane replied as he pulled a chair out for Ryan. Thanking Lane, the orca moved his tail and slid into the chair. Lane slid into his own chair across from Ryan and served him the salmon, scalloped potatoes, and vegetables. "Wow Lane. This is amazing! You're an awesome cook." Ryan commented after swallowing a bite of salmon. "Well thanks. I'm not really a cook though. This is the first meal that I've prepared that takes longer than ten minutes to prepare." The two talked about college, sports, hobbies, and other interests over the dinner. Lane made sure to not bring up relationships again, but he was dying to make a move on the orca. To his surprise, Ryan beat him to it. "That was an amazing dinner Lane." Ryan said as he helped put the dishes away. "Thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed-." Lane replied, but was interrupted by Ryan as the orca pressed his lips against his muzzle. Shocked, Lane opened his eyes wide and almost yelped. He then realized what was happening, and he soon melted into the kiss. It wasn't a deep passionate kiss, but it was a kiss nonetheless. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that." Ryan said with a smile once the kiss ended. Lane was speechless. He tried to form sentences, but nothing came out of his muzzle. All he could do was nod in reply. Ryan chuckled. "Sorry. Am I going too fast?" "Uh, no. No, not at all. I enjoyed that too." Lane replied. "How did you know that I was-that I was gay?" Ryan smirked as he folded his arms. "Well the way you were looking at me the entire time we talked, that pretty much gave it away. And when you left the beach with that obvious bulge in your speedo, that was also a pretty good hint." Lane felt his face grow hot. Ryan chuckled and sat down on the couch in the living room. "Just to let you know Lane, I think you're the cutest otter I've ever met." "Uh, really?" Lane asked as he searched the orca's eyes. "Of course I do." Ryan smiled. Lane couldn't contain himself anymore. In a single swift leap, the otter jumped onto the couch and pressed his muzzle against the orca's. Ryan melted into the kiss immediately and reclined back. This time, the kiss was more passionate as Ryan's tongue slipped inside Lane's muzzle. Lane did the same and wrestled over Ryan's tongue as they both explored each other's mouths. Their breath came out hot and heavy. When they finally parted for air, Lane found himself completely aroused. "Maybe we can get a little more comfortable." Ryan said with a sly smile as he slipped his shirt off and stripped out of his pants. Lane gawked at the muscular and smooth body of Ryan as he stood there, completely nude save the black speedo he wore. The definite bulge in the undergarment told Lane that Ryan had certainly enjoyed the kiss. "Well what are you waiting for stud? Don't just stand and stare. You can touch too." Ryan said slyly. "Uh yeah, just hang on a sec." Lane said as he did the same, and soon the two were pressed up against each other, with nothing but their undergarments on. Lane rubbed his paws all over the orca's smooth skin as he explored and massaged every inch of the muscular body. His paws came to the waistband of Ryan's speedo, and Lane looked up for permission. Ryan nodded in approval. Without any hesitation, Lane hooked his fingers underneath the waisteband and slowly pulled the tight material down to the orca's knees. Lane gazed at the orca's shiny body and the huge centerpiece that was twice as long as his. Ryan moved his hands up along Lane's body as he explored every inch of it. Lane did the same and massaged the orca's tight muscles. Ryan brushed the tip of Lane's member and caused a groan to escape his muzzle. "Don't mind if I do." Ryan grinned as he wrapped his hand around the otter's member and slowly started to stroke it. Lane lashed his tail against the couch and closed his eyes. His own paw groped the enormous sac of the orca and gently massaged it. Ryan closed his eyes as a moan of pleasure escaped his mouth. A bead of pre escaped Lane's member, and Ryan immediately scooped it up with his finger and tasted it. "Shit Lane, I want to fuck you so bad right now." Ryan gasped as another wave of pleasure traveled up through his body. "Please Ryan, go ahead. I want you inside me." Lane moaned as he raised his tail up willingly. "Are you sure? I'm quite big and I really don't want to hurt you." Ryan asked with genuine concern. "Yes I'm sure. Now get over here." Lane panted as he knelt down on the couch. Smiling, Ryan took his position behind the submissive otter and grasped his member in his hand. The amount of pre flowing from Ryan's cock was more than enough to slide easily into Lane's tight tailhole. "Get ready Lane." Ryan panted as he grasped Lane's ass firmly. The orca exhaled as he slowly inserted the tip of his member into Lane's tailhole. Lane cried out in pleasure and slight pain as he felt his tailhole stretch around the orca's member. He gritted his teeth as Ryan kept on pushing slowly into him. "You okay?" Ryan panted as he kept on going at a slow pace. Lane nodded in reply as he gripped the couch harder. It felt like his tailhole was about to rip around the orca's massive member. Finally, what seemed like hours, Lane felt Ryan's sac touch his ass, and he knew that Ryan was completely inside him. "I'm going to start off slow." Ryan said as he gently started to pull out. Lane moaned in pleasure as he felt Ryan's cock leave his insides. Ryan started thrusting slowly and steadily, making sure that he wasn't hurting the otter. Lane moaned with each thrust as the orca's member massaged his prostate and sent intense waves of pleasure up through his body. His tailhole didn't hurt as much now, and Ryan was able to increase his speed. Lane grabbed the edge of the couch to gain more leverage as Ryan thrusted into him faster and harder. The pleasure was unbearable right now, and Lane felt his own member start to pulse as he neared his orgasm. "Sh-shit Ryan. I-I'm about t-to lose it!" Lane gasped as he wrapped his arms around Ryan and grasped the orca's tight ass. "I'm not gonna last any longer either!" Ryan gasped as he started pounding into Lane. Lane felt Ryan's hips slam into his backside as the orca neared his orgasm. Lane felt a familiar pressure in his member, and he quickly brought his paw up and started jerking himself off. "Oh shit Ryan! I'm cumming!" Lane shouted as he felt the pressure in his member increase. With a final howl, Lane's member twitched violently as his orgasm finally took over. Rope after rope of cum squirted from Lane's cock and splashed all over the couch. Lane's orgasm sent Ryan over the edge, and the orca grunted as he pulled Lane in for his final thrust. Lane gasped as he felt the jets of hot orca cum coat his insides. Finally, Ryan exhaled deeply as his orgasm subsided. Both collapsed onto the couch, not worrying about the sticky mess. After a few minutes, Ryan opened his eyes and gently nudged the otter to make sure he hadn't passed out. "Damn Ryan. That was the best fuck I've ever had." Lane panted as he turned his head to look at the orca. "I enjoyed it as much as you." Ryan replied as he gave Lane a quick kiss on the cheek. "Now hold still." Before Lane was able to reply, Ryan slowly pulled his softened cock out of Lane. Lane moaned as he felt Ryan leave his stretched tailhole. A stream of Ryan's cum flowed out of Lane and onto the couch. "Whoops. Sorry about the mess." Ryan apologized. "Don't worry about it." Lane said as he waved a paw. The otter smiled and gazed at Ryan. Sweat coated his body and made his taut skin glisten in the light. The orca smiled back and lied down on the couch with Lane. Ryan wrapped his massive arms around the otter and pulled him in close to his body. "To tell you the truth Lane, I'm kind of happy that the volleyball hit you today." Ryan whispered. Lane chuckled tiredly as he nuzzled closer to the orca. "You know what Ryan? So am I." The two kissed each other goodnight and soon fell asleep, their bodies pressed together and basking in the afterglow.