Marital Distress
Something I've had sitting around for a while, decided to edit it a little and post it this morning. Contains acts of sex between males, don't read if youre not legally entitled to do so or are turned off by.. well.. m/m secks!
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With some reserve his paw extended and firmly grasped around my shaft as it hung at half mast between his legs. This is how it always began; it was how he liked it. Our implicit agreement was simple; sex. I could barely understand why he would keep up the charade.
He lived the so called hetero dream sometimes, wife at least, kids maybe. I hadn't bothered to find out what drove him to do what he did but I was content with things being how they were.
Questioning a good thing would just end up ruining it, I thought.
His countenance was always shy, almost ashamed at first. I'd never decided whether or not it was an act to increase his already alluring seduction. The hero, me, rescues him if briefly from his dismal existence. I'm guessing though that lust took over at some point a while back and he just got over it; who am I to pass judgment.
As his paw ran up my belly and ran over my azure scales I let out a pleased growl. His touch was so soft and gentle it could have been mistaken for that of a lover's, an option not accessible.
I mimicked his caress and pressed my palm against his hard jaw line, running my clawed hand against the grain of his red fur. As I brushed slowly forwards the fox turned his head and pressed his muzzle into my forearm, nipping at the taut skin in an almost playful manner.
My shaft had become hard as rock and had leaked an unsightly amount of pre across the linens. This was insanity and I loved every minute of it. He was desperate for me to mount him as usual, I could tell. That knowledge only made me hold off even more.
Had I the choice, this would be my daily routine. Playing to the needs of the older fox whom I had grown unfortunately attached to. His incessant pawing at my heated shaft pushed all other thoughts from my mind. I smiled down at Gavin, who at 28, was still in remarkable shape for being a married man. Most who settled seemed to lose all self respect after a while.
Pressing my outstretched paw into the feathery pillows I used the leverage gained to move in, marking the end of our foreplay. For the first time since these affairs had begun, the fox moved back and away from my invading length.
I was unsure what he was playing at. If he really didn't want to do this, he had to just say the word. That nagging at the back of my mind almost provoked me to ignore what he wanted though. This wasn't a partnership. It was simple utility; or so I was told. I repressed those emotions and stared blankly at him.
His face was equally unreadable as he sat against the ornately decorated headboard. I placed my hands then on either side of his small frame and leaned forward.
We had been at this for over a year now, and I yearned to know more. What was going through his head, how he worked. He kissed me unexpectedly.
Half missing his mark, he attempted to correct it by planting more kisses on my snout, trailing down my neck. He was good.
If I could have been called aroused before my panting desperation distinctly denoted a new level of desire. I relaxed and nuzzled him, my rough tongue matting his chest fur. My arms dwarfed the smaller fox as they still encircled his slender form. Maybe I had read him wrong I thought, but the event had resumed its course in any case.
"Mmmh" The fox got my attention, staring intensely into my eyes.
"Yeah?" I started, waiting impatiently for his reply.
"Can I do you?"
The words he had said hung in the air, such an odd request to fall on my ears. In my mind I hadn't seen this small fox as the type to ever take the reins, or even want to. It looked like he was about to retract his request for a second too.
For such a small creature his member was fairly well sized, and I was ill prepared.
My disinclined words came. "If you think you can, then yes." I was willing to try it; I had at least convinced myself of that momentarily.
He smiled at me, genuinely happy over this small concession. "Aitrus?" He began as I nodded to acknowledge his words, "You have no idea what this means to me."
I did know, more than he did too.
Our so called relationship had developed to a point where I wasn't sure that my being receptive for once would be a bad thing. As the moments passed I became surer of my decision. It's not like anyone else was vying for the position anyways, I rationalized.
I dragged a claw down his side and smiled, ready to submit. "How do you want me?" I questioned him with resolve. I posited then, in my head, that he would ask me to do what he did.
"I want to take you the way you do me." I was right, the fox smiled expectantly.
I turned onto my back and spread my legs slightly, leaving him to do some of the work. This was so odd. I shouldn't even be doing this, let alone doing this! His tiny paw worked in between my thighs, parting them with a little effort.
He licked my tummy. Up and down the freshly polished scales, they shone back at him. His velvet tongue reached my exposed shaft, giving it a few licks before moving lower still. He had seemingly stopped.
As my neck craned to see what he was about, I felt one of my orbs get sucked quickly into his mouth. My head tossed back and I radiated.
I was still worried somewhere. I was about twice his size physically, though he only fell short slightly in other areas. I hadn't ever really done this before, and I had until now been fairly proud of that fact. It wasn't a matter of waiting for the right one; I had just never expected to do this, ever.
Something though, about this magnetic fox made me feel safe. I think I trusted him. I don't know what possessed me to, as I'm sure his wife trusted him too. She made a mistake, but would I?
His forearms slid under my thighs and I raised a brow in confusion. He used his weight to lift my rump into the air, my shaft flopping back against my tummy. I rested on my shoulders and upper back while he adjusted.
Unexpectedly, his soft tongue explored again licking at my crack. I felt myself go wild inside. He spread my rump, kissing it gently as he moved towards my cherry. His lips pressed fully against it again and again. He began to tongue my hole, eliciting an audible moan.
I hoped the people in the room next door didn't hear the growl I had let escape my lips. I needed to get quiet and I had already figured out how. As my unattended shaft hung helplessly upside down in front of me, I strained my flexibilities and attempted to have it.
Seeing my intent, the small fox pressed his weight against me. Sending my shaft down to meet my eager maw, he continued to rim me.
My own flavor exploded into my mouth. Saltiness and my distinct musk flooded into my muzzle as the scent of the kit lingered behind me. I could almost taste his arousal. The shaft almost buried itself in my throat, silencing me immediately with waves of pleasure. I felt his tongue slip inside of me and knew he would be mounting me soon.
I continued to suckle on my engorged shaft, enjoying the sensations on both ends. Soon though, he slid his support back and I fell down to the bed, my legs still open in front of him. He hesitated before doing anything else, I wondered wordlessly why.
His paw explored the ridges on my shoulder where my wings began before he set his hand where mine would rest normally. His slender form was stretched out above me.
I ran my hands up his arms and across his chest and down to his crotch. I grabbed at his base and pulled forward, forcing some pre from his tip.
I whimpered, only half expecting it to hurt as much as it was going to.
"Be gentle with me Gav?" I pleaded as he rubbed the pre onto my last remnant of virginity.
"You know I will lover." The fox moved forward intent on breeding me.
I was shocked. So many questions brewed in my head now, along with the discernible displeasure of being an accessory to adultery. "You mean that?" I asked with some forced repose.
He looked at me, innocently. "Of course I do." I looked intently into his gaze, swimming in his amber eyes. "You didn't mean about the gentle part did you."
I nodded.
"I meant it." He smiled down at me. "If you'll have me, I mean." He said it again as his tail brushed against my thigh. Lover, I was. "I'll tell you everything over dinner tonight, okay?"
He had asked me on a date! After almost a year of doing anything to be secretive we would be in public together. What a backwards way for things to begin between us. At least we knew, or would find out by the time this was over if we were completely sexually compatible. I laughed to myself.
I could do this forever, I nodded again. I desperately hoped he was serious; almost so much it hurt physically. No, the physical pain wasn't from that.
His lusty proposition probed at my entrance. I was terrified and eager all at once, gritting my teeth I prepared for the worst.
He bore down on me as much as I could handle before tears came to my squinted eyes. His head popped through my first set of contracting muscles, followed steadily by eight more inches of his enormous fox-hood.
As he sunk his length inside of me, I trembled all over. I couldn't really tell what it felt like for him, mounting me for the first time. For me though, it burned like I had sat on a kitchen knife, or an entire set.
I lay still, motionless except for the labored rise and fall of my chest. It shimmered with perspiration and I hadn't even done anything yet. The pain was almost unbearable, but I reassured myself I'd be okay soon. His paw rubbed my arm and intertwined his fingers with my own, reassuring me that it would be okay.
Gavin thrust forward and contracted everywhere. I felt his cock pulse inside of me, unleashing his pent up seed. I guess it had just been so long that he didn't need much stimulation to send him over the edge. We hadn't seen one another in a month and I can't imagine he was having sex with his wife so...
My heart sank a little.
He laughed at my sudden change in mood, patting my raised thigh. "It's okay, I am still hard. I could probably go two or three more times."
I wasn't sure whether I should be happy or not. It still hurt terribly, but I didn't have much choice as he began thrusting into my well lubricated tail hole. My toes curled back as I lay there, impaled. He had hit something inside of me that felt overwhelmingly good.
There was no question whether or not I was still worried as I felt his knot press against my backside. I didn't know if he would even want to tie me, and it wasn't exactly the time to ask. I decided to let my being taken take its course.
The rhythm of his lovemaking started slowly as he drove into me, leaning forward he kissed my chest and neck. Moving upwards his lips connected with mine as he continued to sink his meat deep inside of me. His closeness created friction; his and my tummy ground together, rubbing my already wet cock.
"Gavin, I'm pretty close..." I gave him the first and only warning.
He took it as encouragement, picking his pace up to a speed and force greater than I thought him capable of. I felt him tie me. My thoughts were chaotic, and I couldn't even tell him I was going to cum.
He had withdrawn his cock entirely when the first load peaked, leaking from the top of my shaft and down the side. Slamming back inside me to the hilt, the rest sprayed across my chest.
"My god." I thought to myself, roaring loudly as I climaxed. My seed glistened against the blue of my scales as he continued to ride my no longer virgin ass. I closed my eyes and waited for his inevitable finish.
Not far behind me he unleashed another torrent of his essence inside of me. The mattress beneath me had evaporated into a sea of white foamy cloud on which we lay. As he collapsed atop me I covered him protectively with my cerulean wings and encircled him with loving arms. We fell asleep that way, or, I did.
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I opened my eyes and gasped at the sunlight still pouring through the uncovered window of the room. My scales were sticky with cum and my bottom was somewhere between empty and sore. I yawned and sat up, noticing how alone I was. His seed had dried uncomfortably to... well... everything.
The bedside alarm clock had a sticky-note posted to the front of it, and I noticed it had been going off. "I'll see you at 8, I've got us reservations. Be ready love." The note read.
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Although it was 7:44 the dragon lay back with his arms above his head and smiled, truly unhurried. This could be the start of something new.