Surfer Boy
_Toonces, the Driving Cat, the Cat Who Could Drive a Car
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The waves crashed around the otter dangling precariously on his surfboard. He maneuvered the board expertly, cutting up and down a high wave, his paws stuck fast to the board skimming through the crystal blue waters of the ocean. The water sprayed onto him and the roar of the wave drowned out his shouts of excitement, though no one was on the deserted beach to hear him regardless. The wave crashed on the shore and not a moment later the otter was paddling back out to catch another.
The sun beat down on the water weasel as he waited in a calm, tense exhilaration for another wave.He saw a bulge in the water and paddled to catch it, feeling it rise and lift him up. The wave took form and began to crest, and the otter jumped onto his board. He set his feet and began cutting across the wave, when in his peripheral vision he caught a green flash of something. He snapped his neck over and was immediately mesmerized by the image, what almost could have been a mirage, of a young, thin, green otter lying in the sand, his toes wriggling in the salty air, his flat stomach glistening with sunscreen and his button nose wriggling in time with the music from his headphones. The otter was struck not only from the surprise of seeing another on the beach, but by the way the green otter's figure had grabbed his attention so quickly and completely, forcing him to take in all of the scintillating features in a flash before he hit the water.
When Kazuki came to, a mangled heap on of arms and legs and tail the wet sand, he opened his eyes to see the green footpaws dug in the sand in front of him. He followed the green legs up to a small black thong, bulging in front with the outline of a thick member. For a moment, Kazuki didn't mind that he might have spinal injuries. The green otter's tail flicked curiously behind him, as if it had just found a new toy.
"I take it you don't need CPR then?"
"No," Kazuki replied, slowly putting his paws under him and getting up with the sexy stranger's. He thought about how lucky he would have been if he did need CPR, and this otter was the only one on the beach to administer it.
"I'm Kiro, nice to meet you. Now let's get inside and introduce some of those cuts to some peroxide."
The light brown otter hobbled inside on Kiro's shoulder, giving him a chance to survey his rescuer's body a little more. A flat chest with pierced nipples flowed elegantly into a smooth, flat stomach. The hoops hanging from the otter's nipples flashed as they dangled in the light. The otter's long blue ponytail hung down atop his thick green tail. beneath which rested his two firm, full cheeks, specked with sand and flossed by the thong, leaving nothing to the otter's wild imagination.
Kiro sat him up on a counter and, with a cotton ball, dabbed his wounds with cleanser. Kazuki flinched despite trying to keep his demeanor reserved, and Kiro could only giggle at the obvious attempt to appear manly. A few band aids later, the water weasel was all fixed up. He hopped off the counter and testes his legs, which were becoming more firm under him. He surveyed his body and checked in a mirror and found a small cut on his cheek that had been glossed over.
"You missed one," he said, indicating his arm.
"Oh, really? Well I'm all out of band aids, what should I do, kiss it?" Kiro replied, with an almost hopeful smile.
"I'll ask mommy for that."
Kiro sighed. "I'm going to run out for some coffee. Care to join me so I can keep an eye on your condition?"
Kazuki giggled and blushed, "Oh, yes, I'm critical and hardly stable, you dare not leave my bedside."
The cuts had healed quickly in only seven days, and Kiro was ripping the band aids off Kazuki's fur, who made the same attempt to appear manly in the face of minor pain, and failing miserably. He winced with each little pull, and even when Kiro would pretend to without pulling at all. Kazuki was rather jumpy for someone who considered himself a big, manly surfer. Soon, fortunately, the work was done and both could relax.
They had become friends quickly, too, and were sitting together on Kiro's private stretch of sand to enjoy the sea air and watch the sun set over the water. They sat next to each other, elbows rubbing, Kazuki playing with Kiro's long blue ponytail and giving the nipple rings the occasional curious fondle. He'd never actually seen a man with nipple rings and he bothered Kiro with questions about if they hurt, when he changed them, if they felt like anything... and so on. As Kazuki played with the rings he seemed to hardly notice Kiro's biting his lip and curling his toes, fighting to swallow moans.
Kazuki was getting a little sleepy, and meant to lay back on the sand, but rather, guided by strong subconscious desires, fell sideways into Kiro's lap. His cheeks slapped against the green otter's speedo, and he could feel the thick johnson against his jaw. He shot up, sitting with his back straight and paws in his lap, not wanting to make things awkward. Kiro leaned over, however, wrapped his arms around Kazuki, and pulled him close.
"Well now, what was that?" Kiro asked.
"N-... nothing. I didn't mean to. Honest."
"Oh, c'mon now. Really?"
"Yes, just an accident, honest..." Kazuki looked away for a moment, trying to avoid the awkward silence. He felt Kiro's footpaw rubbing against his leg. He was pulled closer into the green otter's embrace, and his back was rubbed, an attempt to ease him. His emotions built and the pressure inside him grew more intense, and not long after did he tackle the green otter into the sand, pin him down, and press a kiss into his lips.
"I didn't try to do it, but I was glad I did, and I didn't want to make things awkward because I thought we were just going to be friends, but I can't help it! I do love you, and I did love you from the first moment I opened my eyes on the beach and saw your little green paws in the sand." He grabbed the green paw in his hand. Kiro tried to answer, but Kazuki cut him short with another kiss that was long and wet.
Kazuki pressed his fingers into the pink pads on the bottom of the green otter's feet, squeezing them gently. He felt Kiro murr into his lips and as he rubbed the sand from the paws, and could feel the bulge in the otter's speedo grow stiffer. Kazuki pulled away from the otter's lips. He was lying on his back, his long blue ponytail splayed out in the sand next to him, with Kazuki kneeling in front of him. He held the paw in both hands now, and lifted it to his stout muzzle for a soft kiss on the pink pads. He gave the pads a tasty lick, making Kiro's toe's curl and back arch off the sand in pleasure.
Kazuki put Kiro's paws back in the sand and laid down on top of him, feeling Kiro's half-hard member inside the speedo pressing against his tummy. He nosed the nipple rings first, still curious about them, and what they might do to the otter laid out in front of him now. He gave them both a gentle squeeze and turn and was surprised at the loud moan this got from Kiro. He squeezed them both between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching ever so gently, remarking at how such a simple action made the otter writhe in the sand.
The light brown tail didn't go to waste, as he wrapped it around Kiro's paw and teased the pads with the tip. Overcome by the sight of the green otter's pleasure, and the sounds of his moans, Kazuki had to wrap his muzzle around one of the nipples. He chose the right one, and sucked it gently, the ring clacking against his teeth as his tongue circled around the rim. He slurped at the tender nipple, sucking it into his muzzle and lapping at it hungrily, Kiro dancing in bliss beneath him. His body arched and shook with every lick, his tail pounding against the sand. Kazuki stopped this by wrapping his tail with Kiro's, rubbing them and letting them twist and wriggle together.
Kazuki switched nipples and, the sensations starting over again, Kiro couldn't control a gasp from escaping his throat. Kazuki flicked the ring back and forth with his tongue, tasting the cold metal. He sucked hungrily, losing himself in the otter's chest. His arms wrapped around the thin body and pulled it closer, the speedo now fighting to contain the hardon pressing into Kazuki's stomach as his muzzle teased the otter's nipple.
Hormones boiled over and emotions came to a peak, and suddenly Kazuki was unable to simple wonder what was under the otter's speedo. His paw grabbed the tight piece of swimwear and yanked it off the otter's body, revealing a black seven inch dick. It was about average girth, though a little on the thicker side, and hung over two balls bunched in a pale green sack, hugging against his body. The image made Kazuki quiver in passion, which Kiro took for fear. "I know, I'm big," he said, "But if we go slow and..."
The words tailed off as Kiro's attention became fixed on the light brown otter's baggy swim trunks, that were being hastily untied. The string undone, Kazu reached in and pulled out a long pink member member that grew in his palm. The floppy cock hardened into a nine inch rod, slightly less thick than Kiro's . His balls hung a little in his sack, swaying gently with the otter, who was drunk with passion and could hardly keep his balance. He was finally knocked over when Kiro pounced him, eager to get his lips on the long pink dick. He licked under the shaft and teased the head with the tip of his tongue, then wrapped his lips around the head, just under the rim, and suckled the head while teasing the slit with the tip of his tongue.Kazuki leaned back and moaned, his body tensing and his tail sticking straight out. Kiro worked his lips down the shaft slowly, then with a gulp pressed the head back into his throat and buried his nose in the light brown crotch fur.
Kazuki humped into Kiro's maw, both working to bury the long, stiff member in the green otter's gullet. Kiro sucked expertly, keeping a tight seal around the pink cock as his face was fucked, even managing to titillate the bottom of the long shaft, rolling his tongue in waves against it. He could taste a thin stream of pre on his tongue, and with each moment it grew a little thicker, until the salty taste filled his muzzle and made the surfer's dick slippery. With a long, drawn out suck, Kiro pulled the cock out of his muzzle. He kissed the head and then laid on his back in an inviting pose.
Kazuki jumped eagerly to the green otter's side. He grabbed the otter's leg and moved him onto his side, exposing the full, soft cheeks, specked with sand. Kazuki licked his finger and pressed it against the otter's hole, wriggling it and slowly working it open to soft coos of affection from the green otter. He curled his finger inside the otter's hole, loosening him up. Kiro gasped and choked on his own blissful moans as the finger worked inside him.
The finger slipped out and the next thing Kiro felt was Kazuki's dick between his cheeks. The head slipped in with a little pressure to the joint moans of otters. Kazuki buried his cock slowly in the green otter's ass, stopping when he heard a gasp, then slowly moving forward again. His slick cock slipped easy between the cheeks but the length seemed to be causing minor problems, as each inch caused the green otter to let out a startled gasp and instinctively squeeze against the cock, which in turn made Kazuki bite his lip and moan. Taking care not to be too rough, Kazuki pressed further into the otter, waiting for and relishing each squeeze when the otter's limit was reached and exceeded.
With a soft slap, the long cock and finally been buried fully into Kiro's tight ass. Both otters sat there in a meditative silence, only their breathing and the sound of the ocean heard. Kiro's footpaw hung in front of Kazuki's face, and he passionately licked an kissed the paw as the moment ripened. Kiro's toes curled and his body trembled in silent pleasure, broken by intermittent gasps when waves of bliss would shoot through his spine and branch into his body.
Kazuki turned Kiro over, putting him on all fours in the sand. He bent over the green back, threw the long blue ponytail over his own shoulder, and wrapped his arms lovingly around the green otter's body. He pumped into the tight ass, his balls slapping against Kiro's with each long, full thrust. Kuzaki shuddered in delight, the tight ass squeezing around his cock, and his body slapping against the thick cheeks with each thrust. They worked in perfect unison. Kazuki's cock would stroke against a tender spot inside Kiro, making Kiro shudder and tighten around the pink cock impaling him, making Kuzaki shudder with him. A pool of precum wet the sand under them as Kiro's cock was jostled with each thrust, slapping against his tummy.
A spot deep inside Kiro, that he had never known back, was suddenly hit by Kuzaki. An incomprehensible thunderbolt of pleasure shot through him, making him shout and open his eyes wide. Kuzaki caught it again on the next thrust, and the one after that, sending identical bolts of pure ecstasy through the little otter's body. It was too much to handle. Violent spasms his body rocked, he cock pulsed, and his balls hugged against his body. Kuzaki felt all of this magnified ten times on his dick, now tender from use, and it sent him immediately over the edge as well. The otters shot their loads simultaneously, Kuzaki filling his new found green lover with his warm goo, and Kiro emptying his balls in the sand below him.
They breathed heavily, Kazuki pulling out and collapsing to the side, and Kiro falling on top of him. Kazuki reached under the light brown otter's arms and lifted him up to lip level for a kiss, which started light and grew into a passionate liplock, their stocky muzzles sucking and lapping at each other. It was almost dark then, and when both came to from their highs, the stars were out. They retreated back to Kiro's home and laid on the couch, talking until the sun came up on their beach again.
"I wonder what the day holds for us, my dear Kazuki."
"I was thinking about going surfing."
"Great way to meet people, I've heard."
They shared a giggle, a kiss, and the rest of their lives together.