Relaxing After Work
#1 of Robert and Kevin Chronicles (for lack of a better title)
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This Is Porn, If you are under 18, or 21 in some places, go away! otherwise enjoy! this is not the last of these two! i've got years of stories in my head, all I need to do is type them! anyway, all characters are mine, dammit!
(written with help from Kujaslave)
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*****************************************************************************************************************************************Robert twists the doorknob and steps inside. He immediately peels off his sweaty t-shirt
and slings it into the bathroom, missing the hamper by a foot. He shuffles over to
the sofa and plops down, grips the TV remote, and starts flipping channels.
"Hard day hon?" says a playful voice from behind him.
It's his high-school sweetheart, Kevin. The young skunk climbs over the back of the couch, to cuddle up next to his fragrant woofy.
"The worst part about chasing tweekers is that they run too damn fast."
"Too bad you just can't shoot them" grins the skunk, the smell of his lover causing his black spandex shorts
to tent. He nuzzles the wolf's neck and slides a hand into Robert's pants, fondling his
moist orbs. Their mouths meet and their tongues wrestle with passion.
"Someone's feeling naughty!" exclaims a very aroused Robert. In lieu of answering, Kevin unzips Robert's
trousers and commences to gently stroke his lover's member.
He coyly whispers "can you tell?"
Robert chuckles "naughty skunks get special treatment!" and yanks Kevin's shorts off. He
then mischievously pushes Kevin onto his belly on the couch. Robert then reaches under the
couch and produces a pair of zip-tie handcuffs. Grinning, he grabs Kevin's wrists, and
binds them together. He proceeds to read him his Miranda rights ,
"You have the right to remain silent..." to which the skunk playfully replies
"kiss my ass!" The arresting officer obliged, with a theatric smacking sound. The horny skunk smirks, knowing what comes next. The fresh flowery scent of Kevin's body wash contrasts nicely with the clean, masculine musky taste that greets Robert as his rough tongue meets his lover's anus. He works it inside, nudging and pushing to gain entrance. He laps at the sweet sour taste as he works to relax the stiff muscle surrounding his tongue. Kevin softly whimpers as Robert retracts only to slip a finger inside him. He follows the first with another finger, gently stretching the taught hole. With his free hand Robert grabs the lube off a nearby coffee table and begins to prep his partner. He massages the slick liquid around and inside of the warm opening. With his slippery hand he begins to stroke himself. He squeezes the bottle over his glistening head, adding a little more to make sure he doesn't hurt his skunk. He drops the lube onto the floor and places one hand on Kevin's shoulder blade pushing him down into the couch. With his other hand he nuzzles his throbbing cock into his waiting mate. Kevin moans softly as Robert begins to penetrate him. The wolf pushes his way into soft folds, inserting himself to the hilt. He pants and lolls his tongue as his eyes rolls back, savoring the warm sweetness surrounding him. A low whimper-growl escapes his muzzle as he pulls himself out to the tip. This time he thrusts a little more impatiently. Kevin begins to groan lustfully, as Robert's rigid member massages his insides, pressing against all the right spots. A slight sqeak in his voice lets the wolf know how much he's enjoying the lustful pounding.
"Oh..*ugh* my you're *oH* frisky tonight!" comments the skunk.
"It's *grunt* been a tough *groan* week" replies the slightly distracted wolf.
Robert slides his left hand down Kevin's back, scratching his claws lightly over the warm skin, leaving little trails in the fur. His paw caresses over his hip bone, coaxing a whimper from Kevin's muzzle.
He smoothes his paw down the soft fur of Kevin's groin until he reaches the thick base of his shaft. Robert squeezes his paw around Kevin's stiff penis and gently pulls it down until he's surrounding the tip. He then massages the swollen head, squeezing and releasing, rubbing the soft underside. All this stimulation was far too much for the skunk, who spilled his seed all over the wolf's hand and the sofa. The constricting muscles of Kevin's love tunnel and the salty smell of his cum drove the wolf over the edge. His orgasm fills his partner with warm love. The two collapse against the back of the couch. as Kevin's knees give way.
give way.