Those Banana Days -(Chapter 1)-
#1 of Those Banana Days
A look into the numerous college days of a one David M Tye. A Monkey who finds more ways than one to make the statement "College days are the best days of your life" all the more true.
Gaaaaaaaaaaaah! Alright, so it seems that I am constantly getting this darn bit of writers block for the previous story that I was writing, getting up a story every now and again, although this time, it takes me ages to do just that now. So, as I have seen many ways to get over, under or through the writer's block, I figured it couldn't hurt to try out the one way of actually just writing another story altogether with the intention of it starting up those creative thoughts that could get my other story on track.
So, I do apologize for all those fans of "The Chosen Path" out there, your support was and still is a great factor, so I do hope if you're a fan of the other story, you'll like this too! I suppose a new bit of writing type from me, a more adult story than my last no doubt, so I'll just leave it at that and see how things go. With that, I give you the next story.
Those Banana Days
CHAPTER ONE
"Fifty bucks... Not too shabby..."
I breathed out slowly while cleaning the all-to-familiar substance off on either side of the palm, the all too rehearsed proportions of soap being used to make sure it would look clean as well as smell clean to the "nosey" types out there. Sure, I may seem a little nervous, but what can be said, I'm a guy who likes to have clean hands, no shame in that? Hell, half the food related businesses here would kill to have me for the very facts I like to stay neat, I know how to cook and actually have work ethic that wasn't bestowed upon me by parents demanding I find a summer job.
I find myself staring into the mirror, taking in the sight of the other looking back at me. A Simian-like tail flicking around as if it had a mind of its own in the reflected distance while his eyes look over me as well...
Ah damn, there I go again, curse you active mind, making me think all in-depth about things as if I'm writing a story of my life. Bad enough I'm all freaking out enough over-
"Have you got the time there, Mr. Tye?"...
One beat.
Two...
Three...
Did my heart just skip a beat? Yeah, I think so, great, I just had it starting to slow down! Time... Yes time! That's what he wanted right? Come on, ya freaking teacher, don't you know what I have just done and everything?! Gaaah... oh yeah, time!
"Uuuuh... Y-yyeah, it is 2:34 PM, Mister Greens. Heh... don't worry, I'll not be late to your class today!" I stammered out stupidly like a college freshman standing up in his first Speech class. "Now don't you ever sneak up on me like that again!" Followed suit in my soundproofed mind. His eyes looked over me with a slight hint on concern about them, of course, who wouldn't when the response to a question is that of a slight fidgeting, stammering and probably a deer in the headlight expression about a student's face. I really hope he didn't see that small mess I just now realized I forgot to clean!
That look went on for too long, he doesn't need to look at me for more than two seconds I'm sure! "I'd hope so; you never know what'll be on the exams now, do you?" He added with a slight smirk while washing his feathered palms. Then wouldn't you know, a nice thank you for the time remark, a short distance covered and a slight creaking opening and closing of door left me all alone to my own thoughts.
Damn bird, either you're a ninja on the extra-curricular side of things here, or I was just too into thought here. The time that was stated made a thought happen... holy hell, I've been here washing my hands for 10 minutes before he came in?!
Geez I get too lost in thought.
A little more washing here, a little there, a wobbling of the legs and here I was trying to calm down again. Couldn't hurt to be a liiiiitle late for Green's class I think.
Yeah, trying to cool down in the same stall used a short while ago by +1 the normal occupancy amount, smart move David...
My Jeans sliding to the floor being the only noise after a quick look under the stall divider tactic provided the assurance needed before I made sure my mind helped me "calm down".
"Come on man, not like anyone really comes into this one, so don't act like you're going to be found out."
His voice is a little reassuring, not the greatest amount, but hey, for the kind of business I dabble in every now and again, usually more so on a regular basis, doesn't hurt to enjoy your college days. Like they say, "College days are the greatest time of your life", so if that's true, might as well make it true for me... or, I should say, I'll keep making it true.
This Monkey knows his way around the block after all. Damn straight if David M. Tye, primate wonder knows his stuff. What can I say, a decent build from years of rock climbing and a few months here and there of gymnastics to know how to stay flexible. Oh yeah, don't forget the swimming. Not ripped like the muscle heads around here though, that toned body you get. Yeah, that's a good way to describe it. 6 foot tall, daaark brown fur, monkey features, (Maybe a tattoo or two, but that's something I'll leave you guessing.) trendy at times clothing choices and of course, that one trait I find most fun while being a Monkey; the prehensile tail and feet combo. Damn straight I can jack off 4 guys at once, 5 depending on my tail skill down the line. Yup, just a nice regular Monkey, you want my biology stats? Go talk to the biology teacher down the hall on the left. Of course, he mi...
"Yeah... that's it baby... bet you like the taste of daddy's dick, dontcha? Huh?"
Oh whoops, got lost in my own thoughts there.
My eyes meet his, my mouth curling at the edges with an innocent smile while still maintain a steady bobbing, not wasting any expense to throw in the loud, lewd slurps of male essence. Yup, that's me; I try to be a giver of what they want. Seems Hank here, the rather nerdy Cheetah cat has an incest fetish, of course he's easy to give surprises seeing as the smaller male cat here is being the big bad wolf.
I pop off that slick bit-o-meat to let my hands have some fun, I can tell he likes it, one of his paws already left scratch marks on the dull silver coated metal barrier between us and the empty bathroom.
Hell, I fucking love it too, seeing people be so open about their desires in the middle of the act, knowing they either trust me enough to keep my mouth shut, or are too brain-sexed to realize what they're doing. Pretty darn hot in addition with the fact I'm stroking a guy's meat while his pre deposits subtly drool out of my muzzle, the little bits I missed swishing my tongue around anyway.
Good thing I know for a fact they clean these bathrooms good, or else the position of me with my feet to the wall with the toilet in between them and a guy's legs draped over my shoulders while I'm on my ass stroking and giving little kisses to his decent cock might just sound a tab bit unattractive. Thankfully, I still have boxers on, a little added relief though the nearly seven inch, glistening uncut pink Monkey meat being sported through the slit shows I'm by no means not enjoying this. Still, can't help but picture my cock for a short while, some guys like the foreskin, yeah, I'm all natural down there, no manscaping and uncut, drool about that why don't ya.
So dang hard to not touch it... but you never know when I might just run into someone else to help out, would hate to lose the libido for just a nice college bathroom blowjob. But, couldn't hurt to let it build up for a nice solo session tonight anyway, though don't think I'm a lightweight who falls asleep after 1 load, you've heard about the atypical college guy, yup, that's me, horny and I have some brain, nice combo.
"Oh..oohho ooh... yeah, right there honey... Daddy is going to reward you soon!" He blurted out with a thick pre string across my face, geez he sure smells manly. You'd not think that from the smart ones, he has a pocket protector, glasses and a good grade student. Yeah, giving a closed closet guy the treatment he fantasizes about each night while saying he's not like that in the real world, you see? It doesn't hurt to have a little release from the real world, I'm not a fan of receiving, gifts of course, don't think I mean the other thing, so I'm always up for showing a good time for someone who can't enjoy it themselves with someone close to them.
My mouth soon finds its emptiness full again as I start thoroughly showing the meaning of having paid for it rather getting it from your girl. That sensitive piece of veined meat tastes so interesting, can't help but run a tongue over the top, underneath and along the sides, feeling it throb with each gushing of blood from the heart.
He grabs my hair with one paw, digging his claws in a little while tugging me down being met with no resistance as I find a new rhythm being forced so low. His member tip slightly invades my throat to the point of my knowledge of gag suppression kicks in, nose buried now into his pubic fur to let him feel my life giving passage, for air of course.
Those feline cock spines really kinda tickle in all honesty, I think about laughing which would result in a pile of my lunch on the floor, so that thought dies hastily while I work my magic.
I can hear him breathing hard, pushing me on to deepthroat his life spewing member, gagging and slurping like before to help fulfill more senses than just that of touch. He's a generous one alright, already had to swallow two mouthfuls of pre-jizz to maintain a lack of his stuff on my shirt and lap.
His leg muscles tense up, my palm wraps around his sack to give them a little rolling plus a firm tug, free of charge of course. A warm reward is yet again deposited with the confines of his dick's temporary home before it is pushed to the side, letting my teeth graze along it a little as I tug his balls again, admiring the soft white fur that covers them before looking up into his eyes staring back at me with nothing but lust in them
Perfect.
"Daddy... I want my treat!!"
...
Three seconds passed after my fun idea of word choice, or I suppose three, his cock twitched 3 times anyway before I felt what I had been giving this treatment for; a heated blast of jism right from the source I so kindly kept rolling around through his orgasm.
I didn't want to waste the taste, simply moved back a little as his claws lessened up to let that spine studded sperm spewing spire rake my throat and simply lit it fill my mouth, which it did wonderfully, with each powerful pulse I felt a spurt hit the roof. His expression was that of one locked in with muscles clamping, pure pleasure shown through with that lolling, drool spilling tongue. Of course his legs moved me closer; I could feel his toes curling up and footpaws squirming around from his release, a cute little trait I find in guys.
So that was it, by no means insignificant, in fact a very memorable time spent.
I leave him inside of me for a few moments, swirling his entire load around his own cock and my mouth, wanting every surface to feel the warmth of what should have been used to breed a female, instead ended up as a tasty, hot as hell horny snack. He pants heavily, removing his paw altogether which I kindly held still for to catch any last drops before sliding off slowly.
Just wait for it.
I give him a cute smile, yeah that's right; you just got sucked off by your fantasy son who is now showing you your future lineage in his gullet, playing with it for your amusement. Yup, he's also spiting it up onto his lips and sucking it back down, coming to the finale of opening wide and giving you front row tickets worth of watching your white cum of a treat disappear into the passage you were just moments ago treating like a pussy with those spines of yours.
Wait for it.
...
Guuulp.
...
Fuck yeah, I just swallowed your entire load, not some lame pornstar getting a drip from a cumshot to play with, no, your entire load was just swallowed with an over the top noise and very noticeable Adam's apple movement to give you the pure satisfaction of knowing you just seeded a guy's tummy.
"Holy crap..."
A compliment I take with a head held high and a soft kiss to the softening appendage before me on its journey back to its furry sheath home.
Business is short when two twenties and a ten, all he had on him, dropped onto my lap while I was having a humorous time of getting a beyond rock hard boner stuffed into my boxers. I tried telling a 20 would suffice, you know, me having a conscience of being in this industry on the side as I said before; I did only give a blowjob and indulged lightly in his possible fetish after all.
"Worth every cent..." He added with a small blush, asking if I was okay and needed help getting up.
Oh, how an animal becomes a beast behind closed doors.
He left, after we both were clothed, not before acting like he wanted to kiss me, ah, freaking adorable and such a shy guy outside of that closed door. Still, no afterglow blowjob snuggles for me it seems.
A small note hidden on the rolled up ten becomes evident as I put the money in my wallet before going over to the sink to clean my hands better than licking could.
"Call me..." With a number soon followed.
One more to the growing list.
"Hook line & Sinker" comes to mind.
I panted, moaned and nearly squealed as the first blob of seed left me, my aim maintaining good standings as a little "plop" sound happened after each shot, the pure emptying of my balls making a previous statement about not being lightweight seem false as the indulgent orgasmic bliss overpowered me.
I made sure to leave just one streak of Simian cum along the base of the porcelain toilet as my own standing position faltered, a hand steadying me on the wall as that recently neglected heated dick got what it wanted, pure release that I couldn't have tried to avoid thanks to the thoughts.
Yeahyeah, I know, indulging yourself leaves you a little winded and not up for fun later on, but I'm sure I can make up for it. Meh, I think it rather to be relieved when going to Business Economics than have a hyper mind and hard-on through the entire class. Doesn't take long to get redressed after the little soothing alone time, only had it pulled through the slit and the zipper undone a little, no cum stains on me today.
See again? Like I said I have some brain up there and I did it all with time to spare, seems I didn't lie to Green. Some brain, horny and doing well with my word? Ha, I'm like a triple threat.
Allow me to also indulge my heritage and say hey, it's only my sophomore year.
I haven't gone bananas just yet.
Well, I hope the 1st story was one all of you readers enjoyed, literally changed up my style for this one to really feel fresh about it and work on the skills too. Like always, rate, fav, and comment if you enjoyed it! Hahaha, just look at all those tags?! Crazy I'd write a story like this!