My dreams are always about sex!
Story gay sex, blah blah blah 18 needed to read not menat for kids yada yada.
This story is set in the mind of a highschool FAT wolf. Try and think like him!
My dreams are always about sex.
When I wake up and my pants are stuck to my crotch with cum, that is a good night. Being a -well if I said chubby I'd be lying- fat wolf is kinda unthinkable. I mean I'm 6'4 and my shoulders are wide enough to carry a girl on each side -but ewww... that is just... ewww- and my arms are strong enough to lift a small car. I am the perfect picture of a wolf, except for the 200 pounds I carry around my belly.
So in my dearest dreams I'm thin and all my muscle that are hidden under my fat are seen, no man gay or straight can stand against me. Flocks of 'sissy boys' fall to their knees at my passing and row upon row of smexy jocks bow, -showing their assholes-. Me, being a submissive bottom these dreams shouldn't fit in my head. But they do. In the dark of my room on late nights after I stare at myself in the mirror screaming in my head how disgusting I am, these dreams take over.
Who wants a fat wolf who can't even see his own cock, right? No one, that's who. And if there are some where the hell are they!
The school bus is always a big pain for me. I mean I walk wide anyway but my hips are -I guess- wider than other guys cause I have to crab walk down the aisle while skinny guys stare at me laughing or pitying me. I think the pity hurts more than the laughing but, then I remember what silence is like and wish they would all pity me. I'm not a drama queen, not by a long shot. But one thing I love to watch is the scheming on a high school bus. The amount of gossip that fills these furs unbelievable.
-My name's Jimmy by the way. I'm writing this all down so when they find it maybe... maybe someone like me will read it and feel inspired... maybe a little.
Right so we are on the bus. The guys ranging in age from 14 to one 20 year old who flunked twice, and everyone of them is either slim toned or just not fat. I am the only wide load on the bus and they never let me forget it. As I pass them one decides to make the beeping sounds of a backing up delivery truck. Come on how immature can you get, I mean really?
But I ignore them. I know I'm fat and I know I'll die before I'm 35 from either loneliness or just eating till I die, but seeing him, the guy of my dreams... I want to be sexy more than at any time in my short 18 years.
He always sits near the back and he never smirks in a teasing way or laughs at me. He's a tiger, his fur is silvery-white with dark black stripes and every time I see him I nearly cum in my pants. His name is Kevin.
The lights at school are bright and fluorescent. They make you feel kinda like a gerbil trapped in a maze of laughing faces. I think they are frying our brains for the future. You know like microwaving us a bit so we don't think too freely. But anyway under those brain fryers I walk between classes. I'm no brain but I get okay grades if I show up to class. Plus if Kevin is in it... well I try in those classes. Okay so I'm a little bit of a creeper. I mean not everyone gets A's in a class to impress a guy so far above them that... okay back to the point.
So I have a huge crush on the biggest sexiest jock In school. He plays on almost every team there is. I mean... the coaches actually fist fought over his training schedule! and he has girls throwing themselves at him like.. every second.
But so far as I know he never had a thing with a girl. Least not one that got around. So classes are normal; high school is hell so that's normal too. But there is always the wild card, ya know? The rush of power and sprit that gives an exhausted baseball team to finish out the 9th on a win, or a mother gains the strength of three men to save her baby from an over turned car. The idea behind these... DESPERATION. My life is one desperate second after the next trying to find a reason to go on.
So who knew things like magic existed, right? "What's up chubs!" The voice isn't one I know but then again I'm the only one around. I turn and see the husky standing a little too close to me for comfort. "So you're tired of this huh? Dieting, then, not letting it work, gettingdepressed, then eating your feelings. It's a sad cycle. I'm Seth." His fur was white along his belly like a normal husky but the fur that covered his shirtless back and the sides of his ribs was luminescent blue. His eyes shine like stars captured and put on display. Headphones hung around his neck and loose fitting pants with so many pockets I can't even begin to count them are his only clothes. God this guy is fucking cute... "Courtesy dictates you give your name as well Fatty," The dog stuck out his tongue teasingly and grabs my arm turning and walking toward my home with me in tow.
But right now I'm trying to keep myself from creaming my pants. An amazingly sexy male (MALE!) fur is holding my arm! Gods why can't I be thin and sexy like Kevin, no one will ever wanna be with me. As my mind wanders, the husky looks over at me shaking his head with a grin. I see it but, I'm so used to being laughed at I turn it into leering and laughing at me and hide my hurt inside.
We stop at the big white door to my house and the husky moves forward opening it just as I manage to dig out the keys. "I guess I forgot to lock it...?" The husky winks and pulls me inside. I know my own house and we do not have a full bar sitting in the middle of the floor. "O-okay Seth what is this... Am I being put on somedumb TV show? Cause I am NOT okay with that. You need like permission to show me or I can sew right? Well turn off the cameras or I'm calling a lawyer." I couldn't help feel a little more pain than usual at being let down I mean, this happens so much I should be used to pranks. But when I turn around the husky is gone but I can hear the clinking of bottles.
"Kid if I was gonna put you on TV it would be on that show where furs loose tons of weight. No I'm here, to make your dreams come true." As he said this a fog emanated from the full bar and lapped at my ankles, kinda pleasantly cool. But once I stopped marveling at the feel I realized the husky was offering me a drink, the little shot glass was clear as crystal so I could totally see the whole glowy liquid thing happening. The color matches his eyes perfect- I stop that train of though. "Dude... I'm only 18." I take it anyway and smirk.
"Who says it has booze in it?" He smirks and then moves closer to my right elbow. "But there is one condition drink it all in one go. understand?" He stepped back as I nod and he sipswhat looks like a vodka from a shot glass of ice, slight streamers of mist swirl into the air from it as if it is the source of the cold. But oddly there is no signs of melt.
Finally as my mind stops wandering I realize I'm standing alone in my house with a half naked smexy fur who I kinda wish would rape me, -the husky smiles lightly- and on the inside I kind of fear him. I could fall for him if he just offered me some compassion, a little furmanity... civility and... just treat me like I am worth the time.
I mentally shake myself and imagine smacking my muzzle on a desk -a muzzle to the desk is always good to clear the mind-. Okay itemized list. I have a possibly imaginary husky offering to give me a drink, but honestly he could be an image from my brain trying to warn myself that I've gone crazy, and if he isn't real why shouldn't I down the drink I mean yeah its glowing but does it matter if it's not real?
I look into the shot glass and shrug, not like I have anything going for me anyway. I raise it to my lips and toss it back like you see on old westerns and mobster movies. What the movies don't tell you is how much alcohol fucking burns! I swallow quickly and gag as my body tried to rid itself of the nastiness. But... something is wrong. My eyes... I, they are getting heavy. Aww man! If he was gonna drug and rape me least he can do was leave me lucid; blackness.
"So, you awake yet lil Pup?" The faintly familiar voice rouses me from the sexy dream of me and Kevin fucking in the locker room at school.
"Man if you were just gunna rape me you could've asked. I'm up for a little NC. Well I like the stories on sofurry anyway. But besides that..." I trail off as he chuckles and I notice what has been bugging me. The weight that sits on my shoulders and pulls at my body is gone. "I-I'm not little..."
The darkness of the windows and the lack of lighting makes it night. I must have been passed out for a good three to four hours. Weird, and my ass totally doesn't feel raped... Aww man... I'm still a fucking virgin. What the hell. With a sigh I stand in the darkness and my pants and underwear fall off.
For a second I just stand there looking down at the dark mound at my feet. Hmmm, I cansee my cock... Something clicks in my head and I start running. Though I fall right away, my feet tangled in my pants. I turn on all the lights and find the biggest mirror.
My body... its beautiful! I'm fucking sexy!
My mouth hangs wide as a howl of pure joy escapes me. I don't give a fuck if I'm crazy. I'm hot! Hot people can be insane and still be in movies look at Mel Gibson. He's nuttier than squirrel turds but he still makes movies!
As I finally tear my gazefrom the mirror I return fully nude but for my socks and shoes. The husky is laying on his bar and has his hand propped under his head. "So! Like the new body?" He smirked at me but all I could feel was joy.
"Thank you... Seth you have given me a reason to live again! I... I was so close to just giving up!" I fall to my knees at the bar as his bare foot-paws dangle in front of my face. Honestly I kinda like paws and his are perfect, not overly sweaty but full of the musky goodness I love.
"Whoa there little guy," He smirks at me again. "No more of that, you have a tiger to seduce don't you?" He smiled at me happily showing his absolutely white teeth. "Plus, you'd probably go all superpsychoexboyfriend on me, mortals have such weak constitutions." He sighed and seeing the redness in his eyes, I could tell he was bombed.
"So, you did this for me?" I smile and stand shaking now more than when I first saw my new body. The husky hops down in a jingle of whatever is in his pockets which sounds like tiny city bells and the silver laughter of coins falling onto stone. -Okay so I think like this so what! It's not my fault okay?! Blame the overly fantasized works of popular writers!-
The husky patted my shoulder and his face was calm. "So you gunna go to the locker rooms at School, and find your dream kitty masturbating or not?" He smirks and moves back downing another shot of vodka.
-I kinda stand there staring at him for a bit. Ya know cause this was my dream and... having it happen-
Without waiting for another word I grab my clothes and sprint to the door and throw it open running down the walkway then the block then across town. The dark hiding my nudity, but I could care less right now. It's a dream right? Who cares if some old otter female faints as I sprint past the nursing home. R-right?
Before I could even think about what I was doing -oh gods I'm running like a wild animal!- I stop in front of the gym and the sports locker rooms beside the track/football field. My lungs burn a little but my blood pumps and my breath spews from my muzzle in gasps in such a wonderful way. My paw shakes as I put it on the slightly ajar door, pull it aside and slip inside hearing muffled moans of pleasure.
I calm my breathing and pull the door closed behind me, silently. I walk toward the sounds and peek out to see something... Just... AWESOME, even in a dream it stretches the imagination.
Kevin, THE Kevin, is sitting at a locker sniffing a basketball players shoes. He has his nose inside it and jerks his dick with his other hand. I stand in awe for a moment. I can smell the scents of all the males that have passed through, I'm gay so of course the musk makes me hard as a rock.
I move forward my new lithe body silent as I move forward, he must have felt me for he turned partially and froze. Things happened very quickly after that. The huge hunting cat tackled me and with the wind knocked out of me I was only partially aware of the needle sharp claws at my throat. "Who the fuck are you and give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you where you stand!" His voice is harsh but under that I can hear it quiver in fear.
"You know me. I'm the fat-ass that has Geometry English and Spanish 2 with you." I try and smile hoping to ease him but he isn't ready to believe it.
"Jimmy something, right?" His claws pulled back as he stood. "You're gay too aren't you? I've seen you checking me out. W-why me? there are other guys." He stood blocking the shoe he'd been muzzle-fucking and seemed to want to avert my attention.
"I love you. I have for three years since... you told those dogs from the other side of town to fuck off... remember? I was at the arcade. You have never looked down on me and... I loved you for that. But we are equal now, we can be together. I never..." His mouth pressed to mine as I finished straightening up. His rough cat tongue slides over mine and tastes my teeth I can smell and taste the shoe on his breath and tongue but I kinda like feet-paws too.
By the time I'm lucid after our extended kiss Kevin has hidden his prize. I stand and smile at him. "Don't worry I won't tell a soul. I... have wanted to kiss you for three years. I'll take that as payment for keeping your secret. Okay?" I smile like a fool and turn wondering when the dream will end.
"Wait Jimmy, you... you have liked me that long?" He follows me to the door. His big white furred paw takes mine and leads me back to the light. "Then you deserve my love, too. Will you be my boyfriend?" He brought my other hand up and placed them over his heart so I could feel how fast it's pumping. "I've been so scared to let it show... will my family hate me? Will the colleges stop coming to watch me play? I'm scared Jimmy." And now I see it.
Those big blue eyes water and his ears flatten, I pull my hands free with a gentle tug and gather him into my shorter 5'11 frame, he being around 6'4 he towered over me. "I'll be your boyfriend forever. Even when I wake up from this dream I'll always remember I had you once." With a practiced hand I slide my paw into his underwear and pull them down letting the big white sheath hang free. My paw grasps the thick shaft as it rapidly fills the white furred sheath.
His barbs protrude from his flesh, I'd seen it on porn but wow those might hurt. I take his dick into my mouth and give a suck. The big jock quivers in pleasure making me laugh. "You have never had sex?" I place my hands behind each ass cheek and squeeze.
"No. I have been chased by girls for so long once I'm out of school I... I'm all alone. I don't even have friends I can rely on." His eyes close hiding his pain as he turns from me.
Without thought I stand and slap him hard. The shock in my paw made my cock twitch in my pants. My heart is near bursting and my eyes water with tears I can't let loose. Kevin turned looking angrily at me. "Enough okay? You have me now, and I know your secret. Suck my dick like a good kitty and I'll give you my shoes." I smirk and sit on the bench and wait. He slides to my foot-paws and looks at them. "They are rather sweaty I ran all the way here." With my not so steady hands I rub his ears and stroke my 8 inches of wolf cock. When the knot expands it'll be more like 6 but for now its impressive.
The big cat opens his muzzle and licks over my dick. Sucking it as I lean back and moan. "Good kitty. Suck my cock and get your sweet creamy prize..." I moan as he starts deep-throating me and I lose my voice. The pants and moans echoing off the tile floor and walls are all mine. I whine and grunt in pleasure thrusting as little as I can. The big cat doesn't notice my knot but I do, its expanding in his mouth. In the few seconds it makes me wonder if the cat will chomp off my dick, my knot is locked behind his teeth, and thick strings of my cum shoot directly into his throat. "I'm here for you forever Kevin. I'm your boyfriend and I'll never let you be alone again."
He looks up into my eyes, his watering again and I rub behind his ears with a shaky hand my cock still jerking as it squirts. He wraps his strong arms around my waist and closes his eyes waiting for my dick to go down I guess. But, I wait and even when it slides back into the sheath he lays there hugging me. He never says anything but eventually a low purr fills the room and my hands continue their petting.
Please let me know what u think, so i know if i should continue this.