The Back Room
DISCLAIMER: This story depicts sexually explicit situations between two male characters, and should not be read if strong language, or homosexual (male/male) sex bothers you, or you are not of legal age. Enjoy! -Radjin [email protected]
(c) 1998 "The Back Room" * * * I had always considered my life to be something under my control. My future was always something that I knew what was ahead. In all the time that I had thought this, I never took into consideration that one thing that could send me into a tail spin, and of course it was the one thing that I was least able to expect. It happened on a dark night, sometime in November. It was a cold day, so I wore my heavy leather jacket over my t-shirt and pants. Being a wolf, you wouldn't expect me to actually be effected by the chill, but I am, like most any creature. That night I was bored out of my wits, and remembered a note that a friend had slipped to me. It read to the effect of: "If you ever find that you need something to do, go to Dasher's bar. Within no time you will have your paws full with something you never thought you would." I, of course, had no clue what it meant, but I decided that it was better than sitting around my apartment watching old re-runs. So I followed the directions attached to the letter, and within no time I was there. It was an odd looking place nestled between two large buildings. It had a single blue neon light that flashed "Dasher's" as it's only advertisement, along with the usual warning sign on the heavy metal door indicating that youth's were discouraged from entering. Feeling a little intrigued, I entered, and was immediately bombarded with strobe lights, and a heavy, pulsing beat that thumped my heart with each chord. All around me were furs of various species, dancing, drinking, and just basically having a good time. The floors lit up in a disarray of colors, and there were the usual dancing lights. So far, I liked it here. I headed toward the bar, and took a seat on one of the largely padded swivel stools, and ordered myself a straight Jack. As the bartender, a burly looking brown bear wearing a respectable outfit, went off to get my drink, I looked at my surroundings. I watched several 'couples' chatting amongst themselves, and even saw a few get up and head though a pitch black curtain in the back. Where it lead, I had no idea. As the bear finally arrived with my drink, I simply took it in paw and swallowed a hearty gulp. I listened to the music a little bit more, and basically let myself get into my environment....and that's when I started to feel as though someone was watching me. I searched everywhere, trying to find the source of the gaze, but there were just so many people that it was difficult to pinpoint a specific person. But after a few scans I did, and what I saw astounded me. There, sitting in one of the more private booths in the place, was a cougar with stunningly beautiful gold fur, and a large black stripe under his eyes. His face was something that I thought only angels were capable of having; his piercing green eyes drawing me in like falling into an endless pit. He winked at me, and nodded for me to come sit, and as I got up I noticed for the first time that I had been holding my breath. I couldn't explain what I was doing, or why, but I felt that needed to be with him, so I obeyed my sub-conscience and padded over to where he was. Once I arrived he patted the open space of cushioned bench, and I slid into the booth. His green eyes checked me over quickly, and I did the same. He smiled at me in a way that a predator would when looking at his next meal, but for some reason it didn't seem that menacing. After a long silence, he finally broke the ice. "Hello," He said in a half purring voice, "My name is Kashrak...but you can call me Kas if you like." I blinked several times before I realized that I should reply, "Oh...my name is Arthos...but I go by Art for short." He smiled at me again, "It's nice to meet you Art. I haven't ever noticed you before, is this your first time here?" I nodded, and took another sip of my drink. "Well, I must say that it's not very often that someone as cute as you walk though that door." My heart froze for a split second at that instant. Did he just call me cute? "Excuse me?" Was all I could manage to say. "Well, it's just that I find you very attractive," Kas replied, with a hopeful look. At that point I had no idea how to reply. Part of me was shocked that another male would say that to me, while the other part felt strangely flattered.....even aroused. My mind suddenly became a jumbled mass of emotions. I mean, I had always considered myself straight...but there was just something about him that caused me to question my conviction. Before I really had time to think any longer I felt something brush up against my leg. Looking down I found his tail flicking around my thighs. Even though I had pants on, it will still quite noticeable...and quite stimulating. I looked up at him with a set of confused eyes. I was torn. One part of me wanted to accept what I was feeling, while my other half wanted to stick to what I always had believed. I think Kas sensed my conflict, and before I knew it I was being taken into a deep, passionate kiss. I was taken completely off guard by this, and I jumped back a little. Unfortunately (or quite luckily) Kas had wrapped his arms around me, so I didn't go very far. He started to snake his rough tongue into my muzzle, and almost immediately our tongues wrapped around one another. By the time our kiss ended I noticed that I had my own arms grasped tightly around him. I looked him deeply in the eyes, and I suddenly felt an urge in my body, that I knew he already had. Without a word Kas slid out of the booth, and motioned for me to follow. He took my paw in his, and he lead me toward the black curtain I had noticed before. We brushed though the heavy cloth, and emerged on the other side of a back room that was very dimly lit, and had comfortable looking couches all over; several had furs, performing all manner of sex acts, and one of which was occupied by the couple I noticed earlier, quite engaged in one another. My jaw dropped at what I saw. Males with females, males with males, and even females with females. It was like a massive orgy, only the pairs were separate instead of all in one group. Oddly enough the room was mostly quiet since the thick curtain blocked out almost all of the sound from the club, and the dozen or so couples pretty much kept to themselves. Kas took me over to a couch over on one of the far corners, and we sat down. He took off his shirt, and I followed suit by taking off my jacket, and my own shirt. He then immediately snuggled up to me, resting his head in the crook of my arm. As I leaned over to get more comfortable I noticed that he was purring quite intensely. He reached his paw out and started to stroke my chest fur. I brushed my fingers though his headfur in return. His other paw reached down to rub a little at the insides of my thighs and over my crotch. His touch elicited a low moan from me. Kas slowly pawed at my private area for a few minutes, and I could feel myself getting harder. It was at that point that he had my pants completely undone in one swift motion, revealing my filling sheath and balls. I quickly kicked my pants the rest of the way off, leaving me completely naked, and him fondling my sheath. My maleness began to slowly poke it's way out of it's home, and Kas instantly had his mouth sealed over it. I gasped, and groaned loudly. I expected his tongue to feel like rough sandpaper, especially over my cock, but I soon found out that it wasn't as bad as I thought it would. I rubbed my paws along his body, and reached down to find that he was wearing a pair of sweats. Snaking a paw past the elastic band, I felt down to his groin, and found his own rock hard erection. I stroked up and down it's length as he sucked on me, and noticed the ring of spines along the head of his cock. At least one thing was exactly what I was expecting. Within no time I was at full attention, and throbbing. Kas didn't wasted a single second, and was bobbing his head up and down my shaft. He nibbled on my head for a few seconds, and then slipped his muzzle all the way down to my balls, which he was fondling the entire time. Then I suddenly felt a tightness around my sheath, and a pulling. I looked down to see Kas tugging on it gently, and with a large popping sensation he freed my swollen knot. Once he had gotten it out, he quickly moved his mouth down and took it all into his mouth, licking along it tenderly. I was in complete heaven. My paw jacked him off madly, and I could feel him squirting pre-cum all over my paw and arms. With my other paw I caressed his head, running my fingers though his headfur, and stroking along the soft insides of his ears. Once I did, I got an immediate reaction. He purring suddenly became much more intense, and his sucking became ten times harder. It didn't take long before my entire world started spinning. My stomach clenched up, and all my limbs went stiff. There was a blinding flash of light, and it felt as though someone had thrown me into a wall. I howled louder than I ever had in my entire life as I climaxed. I felt a torrent of my cum shoot out of my cock, and fly into his muzzle. His tongue lapped along my maleness the entire time, and I could feel his throat working hard to swallow all of my lupine spunk. When the flow subsided Kas looked up at me with his pair of sparking green eyes, with small globs on cum still on his muzzle. I leaned down and carefully cleaned his face, which he allowed me to do without argument. Once I had finished he quickly slid off of the couch, and slipped out of his sweats. I looked down and saw his throbbing member sticking straight out from his groin. It was glistening wet from his pre-cum, and bobbed slightly as he leaned onto me. We were face to face, and I could see a lustful animal instinct in his expression. I knew what he wanted, I just wasn't sure if I could give it to him. "Art," Kas said quietly, "Have you ever been mounted by another male?" I numbly shook my head no. "I won't lie, this is going to hurt like a bitch, but please trust me. If you relax, after a while the pain will go away." I nodded again, and lifted my rump into the air to allow him easier access. Within seconds I could feel him poking his way past my tight ring of muscles, and I began to whimper softly. Slowly he pushed his way in further, until he was finally in me to the hilt. I howled from the pain, and I screwed my eyes shut. It felt as though someone were skewering me with a white-hot poker, and my initial reaction was to tense up and push it out. But I remembered what he said, and forced myself to relax as much as I could. I looked up into his gentle, but lustful eyes, and relaxed even more. He smiled broadly and began to pump himself in and out of me. At first I didn't notice the penis spines that I pawed at earlier, but as the initial pain of his entry began to subside I felt them rubbing along my insides. Compared to what I had just experienced, they were nothing. Gradually Kas's fucking became harder, and more forceful. His lips curled up into a nasty snarl, and he began to snarl loudly. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and grabbed onto his sides, just holding on for the ride. His cock sliced in and out of me at least three to four times a second, and he nudged my prostate roughly with each thrust. All my pain soon disappeared and was replaced by the pleasure of him screwing me. And just when I thought the worst was over, Kas suddenly lunged forward, and took my entire neck into his mouth. He pressed his teeth into my throat, but not so much as to actually break the skin. He began to pant heavily and loudly, and his hot breath flowed though my fur. Without warning he made one last, hard thrust, sending my entire body jumping forward, and he bit down on my neck even harder. His clawed paws dug into my back, and with one of the loudest roars I had ever heard, he finally orgasmed. Wave after wave of his hot feline seed jetted out of his cock and slapped my prostate, sending waves of pleasure over my entire body. I simply clutched onto him as tightly as I possibly could as his flood continued to spill deep into me. Soon after, his jaw relaxed, and his entire body collapsed onto me. He took his mouth off of my neck, and tenderly licked the marks he made while still panting quite heavily. We both clung onto each other, shuddering intensely from the sheer pleasure of the experience. His maleness was still buried deep within me as he looked up into my eyes, and smiled weakly. "That was....." I began to say, but words couldn't adequately describe what I felt. He simply nodded and licked me some more. "I take it you will be coming here more often?" "Oh yes," I said, "But first I have to thank a friend." -End