Kool Kat Chronicles Chapter Eight, Part One: Together Forever
#9 of Kool Kat Chronicles
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Disclaimer: Dear Reader, this story is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, or are offended by any type of pornography or erotica then do not read this story. All events, characters and locations in this story are 100% fictional, and any similarities to any other events, people, or locations are entirely coincidental, and unintentional.
Kool Kat Chronicles Chapter Eight, Part One: Together Forever (Matt, James, and Christie.)
"When's he gonna get here?"
James had asked Matt this question at least a thousand times since they had been out in the courtyard, and every time he asked Matt took a look at his watch and replied; "He outta be here soon, babe."
It certainly was getting cold, James thought, and they had been out there for at least an hour. Matt was starting to get worried.
It was 1:30 AM and Foxbat was thirty minutes late. Foxbat was never late without a good reason. Matt knew what dangers could come the way of someone attempting to smuggle weed into an orphanage. However, Matt trusted Foxbat, and had faith that he would be there soon.
Matt's faith was not misplaced, for at 1:35 AM a familiar cry came from the trees outside of the fence.
"Matt? You bitch ass, dick licking, flesh covered gay ass mother fucker?"
"Yeah, what? You late ass, stupid ass, coming-in-the-middle-of-the-night-like-the-tooth-fairy-lookin' mother fucker?"
Foxbat laughed and landed on the ground easily.
Matt smiled at his friend and gave him a complicated handshake through the wire of the fence. "What took you so long, man?"
"Mother fucking yellow caps."
Matt laughed. "Don't even tell me those fucking yellow bellied bitches gave you trouble?"
"You shoulda seen it," Foxbat grinned. "Stupid mother fucker came at me with a water gun, I told his ass to get on up the road when I found out it was fake. It looked real as a mother fucker. Scared me."
Matt shook his head. "Stupid ass yellow caps."
"Yellow caps?" James asked.
"A gang. Well, actually just a small group of idiotic mother fuckers that don't know what they're doing. They call themselves the Scorpion Soldiers. They wear yellow, and they're all retarded." Matt replied.
"They're bitches." Foxbat nodded, then turned and smiled at James. "And how have you been, you cumguzzling bitch ass ass bitch?"
James snickered. "I've been great, you nut gobbling shit-for-brains."
"Nice comeback," Foxbat winked. "Seriously though, I'm really sorry about what happened with that Simon guy. Lucky my boy Matt saved the day."
Matt rolled his eyes. "Man whatever, did you bring the weed?"
"Got it right here." And Foxbat reached down to his waist and unzipped a little hip-pouch, and pulled two fat, brown, blunts out of it.
James's ears perked up. "Oh! Can I light one this time?"
Matt and Foxbat both laughed.
"Damn baby," Matt teased. "Big time baller now, right? Lighting blunts and everything." He let his hand fall on his boyfriends shoulder and then let it wrap around his waist. James nuzzled into Matt's neck. "Yeah, I guess you can light one up." Matt smiled.
James purred softly and nuzzled a little harder. "Thank you, hun."
Matt kissed James on the top of his head, and Foxbat rolled his eyes. "Knock it off you two." He then handed out the blunts to the two lovers.
James took a blunt from Foxbat put it in his mouth and then paused.
"Foxbat, did you bring a lighter?"
At this, Matt looked up. "Yeah, do you have a lighter, bro?"
Foxbat looked a little sheepish. "God damn, they don't let you have lighters in this place?"
James hung his head.
"Wait," said Matt. "I'll be right back." And to James and Foxbat's surprise he went back into the orphanage.
"Now where's he gone?" asked Foxbat.
James shrugged. "I haven't the faintest idea, but I'd be willing to bet that he returns with something that makes fire."
Foxbat laughed. "He always was the type that could make fire appear out of thin air."
"What do you mean?" Asked James, tilting his head curiously at Foxbat.
Foxbat shrugged. "He's secretive, him. When he gets an idea he goes with it, and he never lets anyone see the bigger picture until he's through doing whatever it is he's doing. I think he actually has fun that way."
"I know what you mean," James nodded; and it was true, James had become accustomed to Matt's secretive behavior. "But I still don't get the reference about making fire appear out of thin air."
Foxbat shook his head. "So, anyway, how'd you two meet?"
James blushed and averted his gaze from Foxbat. "We- we met the night I came to the orphanage." When Foxbat didn't reply he continued. "I was... well, I was pretty upset and he just kind of jumped down from his bunk and comforted me."
Foxbat nodded. "He's a kind guy, in his heart. Way too kind for the type of shit he used to do. To be honest, I think being in this place has calmed him down, I think it's good for him. When did you guys actually hook up? I know he didn't just come out to you as soon as he met you."
James shook his head. "It was late one night and we were sitting on my bed talking, I had just gotten through telling him about that day with Christie and Sylvia, and I guess he figured a guy that had yiffed a hermaphrodite wouldn't be homophobic. I told him I thought he was cute." James paused, blissfully reminiscing that night. "We kissed, and after that everything just kind of fell into place."
There was silence for a while as James stared off into space, his head clouded with the remembrance of his first kiss with Matt. But then a question came to his mind.
"Foxbat?" James asked, "What kind of things did Matt used to do?"
Foxbat seemed to take his time answering. "If... If he hasn't told you anything, then I really shouldn't." Then, seeing the look on James's face, he decided to rethink his answer. "Well, I mean it's not like he was a murderer... He just used to lead a gang."
James blinked. "A gang?"
Foxbat simply nodded.
James looked down at the ground. The news really wasn't that surprising; as secretive and covert as Matt was he had kind of expected something like this. Matt had led a gang.
James looked Foxbat in the eyes. "Foxbat... Matt was brought here after he got arrested, what was he arrested for?"
It was clear from Foxbat's moonlit expression that he did not want to have this conversation. He stood there with pursed lips for a moment before finally answering. "He held up a convenience store, and he's lucky he didn't go to jail, but I didn't tell you that."
Before James could question Foxbat further, Matt came jogging out of the orphanage with a very small apparatus in his hand. He smiled at James as he came to the fence, and then held up the item in his hand for both of them to see. It was a book of matches.
"Hell yeah, finally." Said Foxbat.
James tilted his head. "Where the hell'd you get matches?"
Matt grinned. "The coffee room, some of the kids hide them in there when they get them, and as long as I return them to their hiding place no one cares."
James gave Matt a surprised look. "You're incredible, babe. How do you know these things?"
Matt shrugged. "I listen." And that was all that he said.
He then handed the book of matches to James. "Go ahead, hun, light it up."
"Hm? Oh! Right." James had almost forgotten that he'd asked to light a blunt. He put the end in his mouth and struck a match. Fire met blunt tip, and James gave a heavy tug on the end of the cigar.
Almost immediately James started hacking and coughing in such a loud and inexperienced manner that Matt simply had to laugh. "God damn!" James exclaimed in-between fits of coughs. "That's that shit right there."
Matt laughed harder and gave his boyfriend a hug. "You're so crazy hun. Here, let me show you how it's done."
And Matt lit the end of his blunt by holding the blunt out in front of him with the flame from his match simply burning on the tip. "This right here allows the cigar to light evenly, and keeps it from running." Once the end of the cigar was significantly lit Matt put the other end of it in his mouth, and pulled back on it slowly. He then held the blunt in front of him and blew the smoke out onto it. "You pull on a blunt slowly, that way it keeps the rotation going longer." And he passed the blunt to Foxbat.
Foxbat took the blunt and hit it afew times before speaking. "Yeah, that's Matt for you right there. Weed school 101."
Matt rolled his eyes. "Well hey, if James is gonna be doing it, then by God I'm gonna teach him how to do it right."
"Amen brother," Said Foxbat.
James snickered and passed his blunt to Matt, while receiving the other one through the fence from Foxbat. He took another hit and watched the smoke spiral slowly in the air, he looked at Matt, then took another hit. Was the person standing before him really a gang leader? The caring, gentle, but somewhat secretive soul that James had always found so attractive? Could Matt have really held a gun? Robbed a store? James wasn't sure how to feel about all this.
"Hey, James, it's time to pass." Matt grinned at him. Matt was now sitting on the ground, and he was motioning for James to sit next to him. James passed the blunt and then sat down. Once James was seated Matt wrapped an arm around him and then turned his head to face his lover.
"Here," He said. "I'll show you how to do a shotgun."
Do a Shotgun? Was Matt going to shoot James? James started to panic silently, until Matt spoke again.
"I'm going to put the lit end of the blunt in my mouth and put the other end up to yours, I want you to inhale the smoke I blow out."
James understood, and felt ashamed for what he had just thought. How could he even think his lover would shoot him, what a ridiculous thought that was.
James did the shotgun, and held the smoke in for as long as he could. After ten seconds, he released his lungs and watched a huge could of smoke billow out into the night air. For a second he felt dizzy, and then he slumped back against the fence. He was already stoned as a rat.
***
Christie Kat had not slept all night. In fact, Christie Kat hadn't slept enough at all ever since she and her brother had been attacked by Simon, her boyfriend, someone she had actually trusted...
It weighed down on her mind like a ten ton anvil, it loomed over all of her thoughts and it made her feel inadequate. How could she have been so stupid...
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
She was lying in her bottom bunk bed, staring up at the bottom of the bunk above her, never blinking. She kept her thoughts to herself, and let them fill and stew around in her head, and this was what she had been doing for the entire week. It had been six days since she had been reminded, yet again, of what a complete fuck-up she was. It was an insanely harsh feeling.
Every time she tried to talk to James or Matt about it they simply told her that her feelings weren't necessary, that she shouldn't beat herself up.
Moonlight shone through a window onto her face and illuminated her features; she pressed the back of her paw to her forehead. 'Maybe they're right,' She thought to herself. 'Maybe I shouldn't be so down on myself...,' But even as she told herself this, she knew it was no use. She would feel this sense of anxiety for a long time to come. To add to her dismay, she had not had sex all week. Her lust burned inside of her, eating her from the inside and screaming at her with a desire to be fulfilled.
She got up and sat on the edge of her bed. She couldn't just lay here and drift around in her thoughts anymore; she had to get some fresh air. She stood up; she was already wearing the pants and shirt she hadn't bothered to take off went she went to bed. She made for the exit of the Girls dorm.
The walk to the courtyard took no time at all, and it was quiet all the way. As she stepped out in the courtyard ready to admire the beauty of the moonlight illuminating the things around her, she noticed something very odd.
James, Matt, and someone new were all sitting around the corner of the fencing, and this new kid was on the other side of the fence. There was a strange smell in the air. She walked up to the trio with a suspicious look on her muzzle, because something was definitely funny about James.
And indeed, James must have thought something was terribly funny, because he busted out in giggles when he saw his sister walking up. "Sis, why are you awake this late?"
Christie eyed her brother up and down. Matt and his friend behind the fence had gone rigid, and they were both holding some sort of cigar. James's eyes were red, and she could tell that the smell from earlier was the smoke from those cigars. That wasn't tobacco by any means.
"James, what the hell are you doing?" She asked in measured tones.
When James realized that her voice wasn't pleasant, his eyes went a little wide, and then he looked away. "I'm jus' out here talkin' with Matt and Foxbat." His speech was slurred.
Christie looked at the one called Foxbat. James had told her about this guy, but she was taken aback for a moment because she hadn't taken the time to recognize what Foxbat looked like. He was an odd species, he had devilish looking wings coming from his back and the rest of him looked sly and foxy. The overall affect, Christie found, was utterly handsome.
"Foxbat, James has told me about you; it's nice to meet you." Despite her current anger streak, she spoke warmly to Foxbat, with an odd smile on her face.
Then she turned back to James with a fire in her eyes. "James what the hell is in those cigars?"
Matt answered for James. "It's weed, wanna try it?" He grinned and held out the half a blunt to Christie.
James stared wide eyed at Matt and took the blunt out of his hand. "Matt, no! She's too young."
Christie had no intention of trying any illegal drugs tonight, but she felt sworn to sit here with her brother as a precaution that he didn't do anything stupid. "I don't want to smoke that shit." But she sat down beside James nonetheless.
Their rotation continued, although somewhat more silent than before. James puffed on the end of a blunt and Christie gave him an odd look. "Why are you doing that shit, it makes you look funny."
James snickered. "It makes me feel funny, too."
Christie shook her head and looked away. James frowned. "You can't judge me sis, you do things you shouldn't too."
Christie opened her mouth to retort, but Matt cut across her.
"Come on now, hun," He said to James. "Don't be a dick, you either Christie." Matt smiled at both of them.
Christie sighed and looked away again, James just mumbled.
Christie looked at Foxbat and held her gaze at him for some time, until he finally noticed. He met her gaze and smiled. "Is there something I can help you with, ma'am?" He said.
She giggled, and nodded. "I'd like to know if you're available."
Foxbat's reply was quick. "Yeah, but not to jailbait."
Matt busted out laughing. Christie blushed.
Matt, who was holding a still fat roach, passed it over to James, who without warning took an overly large drag off of the roach, inhaled and then kissed Christie on the lips.
Foxbat went wide eyed, Matt simply stared, and Christie went wild. James knew that his sister hadn't yiffed, hadn't even been shown any affection in over six days, and it was something she had always craved, so he knew that his sister would be quick to begin to suck in air to place as many kisses on James lips as possible.
Christie, not even realizing that James was blowing smoke into her mouth, wrapped her arms around her brother and moaned out, when she moaned smoke billowed from her muzzle. Finally, James broke the kiss.
Christie coughed and leaned back against the fence, staring forward with a very large smile on her face. She and Matt both spoke at the same time, and they said the same thing. "Wow...,"
Foxbat just shook his head. Matt had the balls to make one comment. "That was hot."
After afew moments of silence, Christie spoke up. "Fuck it, let me smoke some of that."
Matt looked at James. "Okay, you didn't want her to smoke, but you forced smoke into her lungs by kissing her. That doesn't make any sense hun."
James shrugged. "She needed it, she was being a bitch." And then he passed the roach to Christie.
All three of the boys just watched as the eleven year old girl in front of them took a small puff off the end of the blunt, inhaled, and giggled as she exhaled. "So," she said, as she looked all around the courtyard. "This is what it's like? It's not so bad." And she closed her eyes, with a content glow upon her face.
She sat there for five minutes before James poked her on the shoulder and asked her to pass the roach. She complied and the rotation picked back up as though it weren't odd to have Christie smoking with them. Foxbat, James and Matt talked while Christie simply scooted closer to James and laid her head on his shoulder.
"Foxbat," said James "There's something I don't get."
"Pussy?" said Foxbat, which Matt replied to with 'Zing!'
James giggled and rolled his eyes "No, why don't you ever come over to this side of the fence? I mean, you can fly."
Foxbat took a hit off of the blunt in his paw before answering. "Man, think about it, if I stand where I am right now and talk to you, it's not a crime, if I go to the other side of this fence and talk to you, it's all kinds of shit because I'm on the orphanage property."
James nodded.
As the three guys talked, Christie sat wither her back leaned against the fence, in a world all her own. There was a swirling abyss of lust, so much so that desire after desire mounted in her brain. Her loins were burning and soaking, and after all, there was no one around in this world, so why not take advantage of the free time?
Christie slid a paw fearlessly into her jeans, behind her panties, and right onto her hot, soaking treasure. She rubbed at the lips of her sex slowly, amazed by the heightened sense of feeling that this drug had brought her. As her fingers rolled over her moist vagina, a thousand dirty thoughts sprung into her head, and most prominently, the thought of her brother kissing her for the first time in years.
She thought of her brother, remembering the way it used to feel when he was on top of her, pounding into her with his hard cock. She needed that right now, a nice stiff member to fill her up until she exploded.
A low moan came from her muzzle as she teased the entrance of her sex, simply probing around it with her finger. She slid her finger up to her clit and began to rub at it in little circles. Her other paw worked its way under her shirt and found itself kneading and playing with her breasts, running her fingers through the fur and pinching her nipples.
It was around her third moan that James turned his head to face her, finding more than he reckoned seeing, and going wide in the eyes. It appeared as if Christie was in some sort of trance, her eyes were closed as though she might be sleeping but her paws were roaming in all sorts of places that they weren't supposed to be right now.
Unfortunately, by now Foxbat and Matt had noticed. Foxbat was simply staring at Christie as though she might explode, and Matt had a lopsided grin on his face.
"She looks like she's having fun." Said Matt.
James pushed Christie's shoulder, and she shook violently as if she had been jerked from an entirely different plain of existence. Her eyes went wide and she looked like she might scream. She quickly jerked her paws away from her privates and blushed terribly.
"Oh my God, oh my God," She exclaimed. "I'm so sorry." She was shaking, and she was making it terribly obvious that she had forgotten that her brother, Matt and Foxbat had even been there. "I just- I have no idea what came over me."
Matt spoke for the group. "Dude, it's nothing big, chill out. We all get caught up in our thoughts sometimes. Hell, one time I masturbated while riding a bus."
"I remember that." Said Foxbat. "You got cum all over that chicks hair, she didn't even notice."
Everyone laughed, and Christie's embarrassing moment had been forgotten. The night went on until finally, it was time for Foxbat to say his goodbyes, and James and the gang to say goodnight.
James and Matt walked into the orphanage hand in hand, with Christie close behind.
"So," said Matt, turning to look at Christie. "I take it you enjoy the high?"
Christie giggled and nodded. The truth was, she had loved it, but if it made her masturbate in public, then she wasn't so sure. There was a lingering discomfort in her mind about what she had done. She kept turning the events over in her mind, trying to figure out how she had managed to forget that the three boys had been right there.
All the same, her brother had kissed her...
Once more she felt that all too familiar stirring in her loins. As they walked, Christie's mind clouded with thoughts of what might have happened if her brother had not broken the kiss. Christie had followed them all the way to the door of their dorm before she finally spoke.
"James?" said Christie. "Can I talk to you for a minute, privately?"
James looked at Matt, and Matt smiled, nodded, and walked into the dorm, letting the door close behind him.
Christie barely even waited for the door to close before she pushed her brother up against the wall next to the door, and buried her head into his chest. Her claws were grasping onto her brother's shirt as if for dear life. She looked up into his eyes, he was obviously bewildered. She kissed him.
James wasn't sure how to handle this, he was afraid to reject his sister, whom he loved dearly, but he could not cheat on Matt. James simply let his will give way to the kiss, but he told himself it would go no farther. At least, that's what he told himself.
"Oh, brother...," Christie moaned out softly. "It's been so long..." She pushed her tongue forward, past her brother's lips and she felt his hot breathe gasp over it. His tongue came forward and met hers, and his arms found their way around her waist. They were more together then they had been in years, and both of them knew that they wanted this kiss more than anything.
But James had to stop. He broke the kiss and looked his sister in the eyes. "Christie, I love you... but we can't do this."
Christie looked at him as though she may cry, her lips trembled as she spoke. "But why, big brother? You like it, I know you like it... Why can't we have a little fun, just this once?" She blinked, and then looked down, ashamed of how she was feeling. "I need it, please..."
James pulled his sister close and hugged her as tight as he could. He wanted to help his sister, and he was more than ready to fulfill her needs, but there was still Matt. Christie pulled away from the hug and looked him in the eyes again. "Please, big brother..."
James was reminded of all those years ago when he had given in to his sisters needs for the very first time. He had been so afraid, and yet so excited, and he loved it. The whole situation made him hard in his pants, but he simply couldn't submit, not this time.
"Christie, no." He broke the embrace that he and his sister had held for the past fifteen minutes. "I wont cheat on Matt."
Christie looked away for a minute, but then finally spoke again. "You wouldn't have to... he could join in, if he wanted."
James brought a paw up to his sister's muzzle just to look into her eyes. They were still the bright green they had been for the past eleven and a half years, but something had definitely changed in them. James swore that if he looked deep enough into those eyes he would be swallowed by them. Captivating as they were, he did detect the need in his sister's eyes. He also saw the loneliness, and perhaps a small amount of pain from her recent heartbreaking experience with Simon. He saw that his sister really did need this.
James sighed. "Hold on, let me go talk to Matt."
Matt was inside, still smiling from his buzz. His back was against the wall, his gaze was across the room, and his mind, well, his mind was somewhere else entirely.
It wasn't odd for Matt to visit that day in his mind, as he so often did. It was, after all, the day his entire life had changed drastically. He remembered the day that he had been arrested, and he still remembered, very vividly, the mistake he had made.
Marshall was the new guy. Matt had only let Marshall come this day because his brother had been very crucial to a dealing afew days ago. Reputation was everything, and Matt was very used to the way a family members reputation could precede ones own. This was the case with Marshall, just as it had been with him.
Because of his brother's reputation, Matt was the youngest person in the car, but he was still in charge. He thought about his brother, about how he could have gone and gotten himself killed the way he did. He wondered if he would be next.
He and Marshall were in the back of an old car that was slowly making its way to the Quick Stop on the corner of Pass Road and 3rd. The other two people in the car were Anthony and Cracker. Anthony was a very skinny man who was very good at Pool and could run very fast, oddly enough Anthony was a human like Matt, and Cracker was a snow leopard who attained his name because of the color of his fur.
They were here. Matt grinned pompously and looked at Marshall. "Ready for your initiation, brother?"
"Matt?" came James's voice from the door way. "Hun, are you still awake?"
"Yeah, babe." Matt wiped the memories from his head and smiled as his lover walked over.
"Matt, I have a serious favor to ask of you...well, actually, it's Christie that wants to, erm... do it." James finished with a blush.
Matt raised his eyebrows. "What is it she wants to do, exactly?"
"She, uhm... well, you know about her-her problem?" James was blushing furiously now and looking straight down at the floor. "Well, she hasn't had that particular itch satisfied in a while, and she asked me... if, uhm, if we could help her out."
Matt blinked. "We? She wants both of us to have sex with her, at the same time?"
James nodded.
Matt grinned and stood up. "Hell yeah, let's go."
James tilted his head and gave Matt a peculiar look. "Wow, didn't take you long to decide, did it? I mean, that seems almost out of character for you."
Matt nodded. "It's almost as if I'm in a story that a terrible author was trying to sneak a quick sex scene into."
James rolled his eyes. "Yeah. Right."
James was the first out the door, he smiled at Christie and nodded. "Well, where to, sis?"
Christie bounced on the balls of her feet and giggled. "Uhm, let's see... oooh.... I don't know, I don't want to do it in a bathroom...,"
After afew moments, Matt offered a suggestion. "Why not go to Simon's old bedroom? I bet they haven't even moved the bed out."
James and Christie looked at eachother, a little wide eyed. They both knew what the other was thinking, they both did not want to go back there.
Matt saw the dismay in the two siblings eyes, but he smiled. "Come on, you two. You can't have fear of a place, no matter what happened there, it ain't healthy. Simon is gone, and he's not coming back. Besides, his room really is the most convenient place."
Christie wasn't one to really argue at this point, she was burning with lust already and she just wanted to find somewhere to do what she needed to do. "Whatever, can we just go?"
Matt led the way, and James followed behind Christie timidly. Going back into Simon's room wasn't really a thought that he enjoyed. It brought back memories of being tied up, vulnerable, and so very close to death.
But, by the time Christie was lying face down naked on a bed in front of him, none of that mattered.
Matt was sitting on a chair, grinning, and just looking at Christie who was exposing her remarkable rear with glee. She smiled back at Matt and winked, then looked over to her brother and licked her lips slowly while raising her rear up into the air. Her tail flicked back and forth in an ecstatic manner, and she pressed her face deeper into her pillow. She reached a paw under her stomach until it found her burning treasure, and she stroked it slowly, much to Matt and her brother's entertainment.
This made her feel sexy, and alive. Being right here, right now, naked in front of two boys making them feel hot and bothered all because she was playing with herself a little bit. It was amazing, she could feel their eyes follow her paw as it slid around over her hot little pussy. She touched her clit, moaned out, and took relish in the way James gasped when she moaned. He always was a sucker for things like that. A soft moan in the ear, a nibble in the right place, and James would be ready to go. She knew her brother well.
Matt was the one she was still trying to figure out, which is why she obeyed him when he asked her to strip. This was also why she was exposed right in front of Matt, with her brother off to the side. Matt was keeping a poker face, even though there was an obvious tent in his pants.
Christie grinned, it was time to speed things up a bit. She rolled over onto her back and spread her legs wide into the air. Her sweet burning loins were beckoning the first cock that would come to take them. Christie gave her brother a very sensual look then whispered to him, "Come over here and fuck me, big brother."
James grinned. "Gladly, little sis."
James was all riled up from Christie's little show, and he was happy to get right into things. He stripped himself of his shirt and his pants and boxers, in front of Matt, and then got on top of his sister. He kissed her, and she kissed him back. Their tongues met and James was overwhelmed by finally being in this position with his sister again. He felt her hot breathe, her claws scratching his back, and they hadn't even started yet.
James broke the kiss and looked Christie in the eyes. "You ready, sis?"
Christie nodded, and then broke out in a loud moan when James bit down into Christie's neck, and then very suddenly shoved his cock inside of her and started pumping. This was a level of passion Christie hadn't felt in a very long time. Her brother was pounding into her with such force that she could only loll her head and moan.
Thrust after thrust James refused to let up, and Christie found her legs in a vice grip around his waist. Her claws were making frantic circles on his back, as she bit hard into his neck. Christie was in a state of bliss she hadn't known in a long time, her toes were curling, and she was afraid her moans would have been heard if her muzzle hadn't been so fiercely attached to James's neck.
James was in a state of euphoria, and the only reasonable thought running through his mind was that he had every intention of plowing Christie through as many orgasms as he could make her have. He grabbed her thighs and forced her grip from his waist, pushing her legs over her head and holding them there in the air- this made her hot little cunny even tighter. Christie released her teeth from James's neck, and James kissed her forcibly. The kiss was a quick one, and once it was over James let his eyes open wide so that he could see the beautiful sight of his naked sister. Her breasts bounced with his motion, and her long remarkable legs, covered in her blue fur, but what James relished in most was the look in her eyes. Pure desire.
Matt stayed on the sidelines for a reason, he liked to watch. He enjoyed letting events play out, and it was as true now as ever. Although now Matt's desire was beginning to rise up inside of him, the tent in his pants begging for release. His eyes wandered over James's extremely cute rear, the way it bobbed back and forth as he thrusted into Christie. Then he took a look at Christie, and what a sight she was, with her feet in the air and her muzzle hanging open in an expression of euphoria. Finally, it became too much to see without joining in.
Matt stood up and walked over to James. He grabbed his lover by the hips and stopped the fluid motion that had been going between James and Christie. James, taken aback, looked back at Matt and then blushed hotly while Matt pulled James's rear right up to his covered crotch area and began grinding into him.
Just like last time, that delicious feeling of submissiveness swallowed James whole. He could feel Matt's hardness against his rear, he could feel Matt's hands on his hips, and, Christ, he could even hear Matt's jagged breathing. What a sensation! Meanwhile, his shaft throbbed away inside of his sister, who was rubbing her clit furiously with her eyes shut tight.
James looked back at Matt and didn't even need to speak, because Matt knew what that look meant. Matt undid his jeans and boxers and pressed the tip of his hard throbbing cock against James's tight tail hole. The feline's tail flicked reflexively as he stared back at Matt with an odd expression.
"You've never done this before, have you?" asked Matt.
James shook his head and blushed even deeper. "I haven't."
But James had to admit, it certainly did feel interesting, he hadn't even been penetrated yet but the way the head of Matt's shaft poked playfully at his entrance made him feel tingly on the inside. The two lovers stared at eachother for a moment before Christie broke the silence.
"C'mon you guys!" She said, wiggling her toes in the air. "We're supposed to be fucking here."
Matt ignored Christie, but to satisfy his sister for a moment James gave a noncommittal thrust inside of her.
Matt repositioned himself behind James. "Hun, this might hurt a little at first." And then he leaned over his lover and placed his hands on the back of James's paws. "Are you ready?" he asked.
James gasped when he felt Matt's hands on the back of his paws, and then murred when he felt the human's warm breathe on the nape of his neck. "Yes, so ready." He murred out.
Matt nodded and started slowly, and as he pushed his length forward, James writhed a little atop his sister. Christie had finally started moving her hips under him, but soon found that she needn't take such action. Once Matt was all the way inside of James, the action picked back up again.
James found himself in a heaven of pleasures he'd never before known had existed, his head was in a whirlpool of ecstasy. Matt had been right about it hurting a bit at first, but it was only just a small pain, and as time progressed James found the level of pleasure simply addictive. And while James was caught up in this Christie writhed, moaned, and giggled in joy because her itch was close to being satisfied, and every single push forward that Matt made into James came right to her in the end.
Matt began to drip sweat down on his lover, and this was another feeling that James wasn't used to. Sweat dripping down on top of him, it was so erotic! Matt's level of passion was unmatched.
Finally the pressure building up between the three was beginning to be too much, and needed to be released. Matt dug his fingernails into James's hips as he pumped inside of the feline, who was doing just as well to make a pace inside of his sister.
Christie was the first one to come, and she came hard. Her teeth found their way to her brother's neck, and this set James off, causing him to explode a hot wad inside of his sister, and it was his contracting muscles from his orgasm that set Matt off.
The moment was intense, the three lay there connected and moaning until it was finally over and the afterglow took its toll.
Still in the afterglow they stayed connected until they were finally forced to separated, and when they did Christie lay atop Matt and James and the all shared a wonderful embrace.
"You guys are the best." Murred Christie.
James giggled. "You weren't half bad yourself, sis."
Matt, however, stayed silent, staring at the other end of the room determinedly. Christie was the first to notice the look on his face.
"What's wrong Matty dearest, did you have fun?"
"Oh," said Matt, "I had fun. That was great, you two were on fire. It's just..." and there he trailed off.
Matt was, by most means, a man of few words. He always tried to let his actions do the talking, and he was very good at hiding his emotions. But there was one particular emotion that kept bugging him. Fear. Matt had grown up without many things that a normal boy needed, such as care and love, and now he found himself afraid that his love and care for James and Christie would lead to a despicable end.
"What's wrong?" asked James, as he snuggled up to his lover. "You were really great, you know."
Matt smiled and kissed his lover on the forehead, and then ran a hand through the light blue hair of that beautiful cat boy that he loved. He took a look into those eyes, those beautiful eyes that he'd always loved, and he felt a longing in his heart. Then he looked at Christie, so full of fire and life. It was overwhelming, and he could help himself from asking one childish question.
"You guys, we'll be together forever, right?"
Neither James nor Christie missed a beat, and at the same time they replied with a very quick "Of course we will!"
"How could you even say that, hun?" James tilted his head at his lover, he had never known Matt to be much of a worrier.
Matt shrugged. "Do you remember the day we danced to that Angels and Airwaves song?" Once James nodded he continued. "I still have that moment frozen in my mind, forever, and when I'm in a bad mood I always have that. I'm not sure what I'm trying to say here, but I love you." Then he looked at Christie. "The both of you, and I just don't want to lose that."
"Hun," said James, very softly. "I promise you that will never happen, I will always love you, and you and Christie and I will be together forever, even long after we're out of this shitty orphanage." Matt smiled, feeling reassured.
Meanwhile, James felt somewhat like a liar, because the thought of Matt holding a gun still laid deep in the back of his mind, poised like a cobra ready to strike.
By,
Proffesor Kool Kat