From The Other Side Of The Bathtub
This story may confuse you. I hope, for our sake, it doesn't. This is a simple funny story about my character and fursona. It also involves the not-so-pretty side of me, and I hope you'll like it. You're probably wondering why I've labeled this story as an M (solo) and M/M. Read on and you'll find out...
"You should've kicked that guy's ass."
With an annoyed sigh, I opened my eyes.
"I told you, no. I did the right thing."
I looked up as a sharp claw-like object poked out through the middle of my forehead. This would've seriously hurt...if it were real. The claw was joined by another, and another...until a hand poked through. Then two...and finally, the head of a dragon appeared right out of my own. He then continued to pull his entire body out of me, and eventually pulled his other foot out of my brain. He then balanced himself and turned around and stood in front of me with his arms crossed. I just stared at my imaginary self (my yin, if you will), with my left eyebrow lifted. My eyes raised from his strong feet, to his youthful legs, generous six-pack and full chest I always wished I had, to the smirk on his face.
"That guy was a total dick!"
"No, he wasn't..."
Jerking his head up and down in defiant frustration, my dragon said, "Yeah, he was. You found his wallet at the Internet Café, found out who it was and went to so much trouble to get it back to him!! And when you do find him, that asshole accuses you of stealing the money from it! "
"He was distraught and worried about losing the wallet, and he probably didn't mean it when he said that."
"He didn't even thank you!!!"
"So what? Yeah, that sucks, but it happens."
Dragon paced the already small tub back and forth, stepping over my legs as he did so. Of course, he had no room. I couldn't help but chuckle and shake my head.
Then he turned to me and asked, "Hey, how much money did he say was in the wallet, anyway?"
I held up a paw and two fingers.
"............Seven dollars?"
Saying nothing, I smiled lightly and nodded.
"He yelled in your face and accused you of stealing seven dollars?!"
I pointed at him and with a serious face, I said, "Hey! You can buy a lot of candy with that money."
The combination of today's earlier incident and my stupid joke sent him over the edge as he roared with fury and punched the wall next to him. Obviously, with him not being real, his fist went right through and the wall suffered no damage.
I laughed and said, "Will you sit down? I'm tired of having to look almost straight up to see you."
Dragon sighed and put his hands on the side of the tub as he finally took a seat.
"Come on, come on, you're all riled up and pissed off, and you look like you need a wowwypop. Let's talk about something else."
He glared a hole in my head at the 'wowwypop' remark and planted his butt on the floor of the tub.
Due to the tub's size, my better half had to sit opposite me, so as he leaned back, the faucet stuck through his chest.
I smiled smugly and asked, "Does that hurt?"
"Oh yeah, I'm in the worst pain of my life. Call all the news stations and let Maury Povich know I have a new clip for his next 'Outrageous Moments Caught on Tape' show."
"Okay, Mr. Smarty Scales, what else do you want to get off my chest?"
"Well, what about Chelsea?"
I closed my eyes and smiled, remembering the beautiful human girl I spoke to at the Café before finding the wallet. "We've been best friends since we met in middle school. She's so beautiful..."
"And you're gonna pound her 'til Christmas?"
"No!" I said, offended by my own remark. "She's not that kind of person. She's sweet, caring, nice, and smart! We can have an intelligent conversation all day if we wanted! But she also knows when to have fun. I wish I were her boyfriend...if I even dreamed of getting the courage to walk up to her and ask something so foolish. Anyway, even if she did become my girlfriend, we wouldn't have sex. At least not as soon as you want. Not with her. She's too pretty to be considered someone to drool over."
It was Dragon's turn to raise his left eyebrow.
"Okay...fine. What about Carlie? You grew up with her too."
"Oh my GOD, she's so hot. Now she's worth a towel under the jaw!" I looked up to the sky in a J.D. sort of way, thinking about how beautiful she grew up to be.
"Yeah, and somewhere else, too."
Roles reversed once again as this time, I was the one to glare at my alter ego, then splashed water on his face and midsection.
"Down, boy."
"Don't you 'down, boy' me! You're the one who's up!"
I opened my mouth to protest, but then looked down, and noticed my sheath was already full, and the tiniest hint of pink crept out.
"You call that hard?"
"No, I call this hard." And without warning, he swooped down and stuck his tongue out until it barely touched that hint.
"Oh, come o......ooooh...that feels...."
Dragon stopped and looked up with another snicker.
"Feels what?"
"Heh-it feels like I need a break. I did a lot today, with good and bad results. I think I deserve it."
"Damn straight." He continued as he pulled down the foreskin and kissed the tip of my now growing arousal. Taking a huge outward exhale, I sat back and let him "do the work". Dragon worked his tongue skillfully, starting from the bottom, making sure the last half of my member still in its sheath realized it was missing out, to the top, drawing a bull's-eye along the head.
"You think Carlie's gonna do this to you? Think she knows how to do it as good as I do?"
"I dunno, shutupanddon'tstop!" I yelled very quickly. Right then, the rest of my cock finally pushed itself out, but it only felt the cool breeze for a millisecond before Dragon shoved his mouth down my 7-inch doggy bone. He moved his head up and down slowly, torturing me with his mouth. He manipulated and used each and every pleasure point on my body. He knew exactly where they all were. How couldn't he? I couldn't help but give out a moan and a single twitch. Dragon knew that wasn't enough, so he started giving it out full force. I started thrusting when out of nowhere, I felt his hand grab my balls and give them a squeeze! Hard enough to make me spit out some pre, soft enough for me to keep them for later. Sucking vigorously, he made all sorts of nasty sounds that made my blood turn into, ironically enough, fire. He slid further and further, down he went until I felt his nose bump against my sheath. I wanted to lose control and let my hips take over, but I knew that would hurt the one doing this to me. It didn't matter, with one long pleasure-spiking suck; he quickly pulled his mouth off of my member, which was twitching rhythmically and sweating pre-come. I had no need to ask him why he stopped, he knew exactly why, and so did I.
It took me a half a second to turn over and stick my soaked butt high in the air. "Don't be such a drama queen, wolfie boy..." Dragon said as I felt his hand lower my cheeks a couple of inches.
"You ready?"
"How can you even ask that?"
With a loud laugh, Dragon started to push his hot, rigid dick in easily. Feeling an unexpected surge of pleasure out of nowhere, I yelled out, "Whoa!" Then I said, "Be careful, I'm closer than I thought. Don't push it!" He took that as a hint and slowed down on the entry. It felt great, those 9 inches of pleasure. Maybe too great. Another moan slipped out from my lips as I was pushed forward...towards one of the jets.
Uh-oh.
By this time, Dragon was fully hilted, and loving every minute of it. As he blended green hips with white, he brought his teeth together and let out a silent hiss, and started pulling out. Only a few inches, however, until he shoved it right back in, which sent out a grunt--starting from the throat of my lover, then moving down his body, through his stiff cock, and leading right back up to my throat. And that was driving me too far.
"Slow down or we won't finish together!!"
But the lusty bastard of an animal wasn't listening; He was gaining speed and pulling more and more out of me. His force was hitting me so hard, my own cock ended up getting blasted by the jet that was designed for a person's back. And that feeling made me lose control. I closed my eyes, shuddered, and let out a deep, loud and long moan as I came in between two unstoppable forces. My tailhole was squeezing rapidly and rythymically with my thrusts, helping out my frantically thrusting unseen mate, but not enough. I was still riding my orgasm hard, like a wave. So hard, in fact, I hit my shoulder on the wall from the vigorous rocking. It didn't hurt, but I knew it would the next day!
Finally, it was over. Well, for me, at least. The jet was still relentlessly pounding towards my softening member and pleasure went back to pain--horrible pain.
"Great, thanks a lot!"
"I'm almost done!"
"So what, am I going to do, just sit here and wait while I'm practically drowning in my own juices! You know it's so difficult to get out, especially when it dries! That hurts like a--"
"You can help me, by shutting up and closing both your holes!"
"Fine. Let me back away from this jet here."
"Hold on! I just thought of something."
"I already know what it is!"
With a chuckle, I pushed my rump back as he pushed his dick deeper into me. As soon as he got to the hilt, I squeezed. Hard. A yell erupted from the still thirsty beast above me. Even I could tell he was so close. My dick had fallen back to it's protective, loving sheath while I pulled forward slightly so he'd have more room to do it again. I held myself up and pulled out as far as I could, then with a shove, I reamed myself on his shaking organ and squeezed repeatedly. That was finally what he needed and Dragon shrieked as he splattered his transparent seed all over the bathroom wall, the door, faucet and almost everywhere in the comfy little Jacuzzi tub. If it were real, there'd be NO possible way to clean it all up before Mom got home. 23 seconds and fourteen long bursts later, he was still thrusting a little, trying to get out every drop. I did him the favor of sliding myself off him. I turned around and noticed a drop of come still left. The compassionate, nurturing wolf showed in me and I gently licked it off. Dragon smiled as I continued, with the lightest of caresses, carefully chasing it down to it's own protective slit, deep down in between his legs. I sighed happily and sat up, feeling a lot more relaxed and ready for the weekend. The asshole with the $7 wallet, the long day at the job, even the girls that were on my mind and heart were swept into the oblivion of my brain long ago. Then I looked up and saw my grateful partner, spent, covered in sweat and struggling to keep his balance.
"Buddy, you're gonna pop a blood vessel if you keep going crazy like that."
"I know....I'm...so tired...."
"Well, I'm not losing my step at all, so I can get things done for tonight."
"Oh, yeah?"
With a devious smile and a snarl, Dragon hopped right back into my body and my imagination. And like a head on train wreck, I soon felt his misery. My legs and arms seemed to turn to lead right before my eyes. Speaking of my eyes, someone put two miniature weights right on top of each eyelid. My breathing was slow, the entire room smelled of thick sex and dirty wrongdoings, and I couldn't have been happier. Walking to my laptop, I noticed my RSS Feed program was open. Inside were 45 new pictures and stories to Yiffstar.com. One of the titles read The Den--A Short Epic: Guaranteed to Get Your Rocks Off!
I smiled and said, "Not tonight."
I pressed 'Shut Down and 'OK', and walked to my bedroom (thankfully right next door to the computer room) and let my computer deal with the rest as it powered down. I imploded onto the bed, not bothering to get any sheets, and almost immediately fell asleep.
I might do this again next week.....
Well, that's it! Sorry for all the spaces, I guess it's the formatting. I don't know how long it'll be until the next story, I'm SO bogged down with work. But keep your heads up!! I'll see you guys later. Be as mean as you like while commenting this! I can take the pain. Tell me what you think!!