Good Morning

Story by lucentorb on SoFurry

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A rude awakening leads to a fun morning. I wrote this based on a dream I had ^_^

Enjoy and happy new year!


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Gnnr.

What time was it? The husky attempted to roll over. As he did he felt something warm slide across his muzzle. He twitched at the movement.

Hmmn? What was that? A groggy question floated through his head as he began to drift off again. Whatever it is, it can wait for another 5 minutes, please.

He desperately tried to grasp at what he had been dreaming about before_..._

It was some kind of person, possibly a hot guy? We were doing something fun. His muzzle twitched into a slight smile. Was there something involving ropes? Wait, ropes?

That was a sudden intrusion in his muddled thoughts.

What about ropes? No good, it's just slipping back into the fog, the husky thought as he frowned internally.

The object on his muzzle was still there, demanding attention with its mere presence. Maybe it would know what he was dreaming about. His sleep-addled mind directed a mental question towards the object.

Hey, you. You know what I was dreaming about?

The thing said nothing.

Whatever.

Its being there was still kinda distracting and he wanted to sleep some more.

Ah, forget it, he thought defiantly, I can keep sleeping with it.

The husky reflected for a moment, as much as his drowsy mind was capable of.

Besides, it feels kinda good, it was nice and warm... Hmmm...

The object pulsed a bit.

Stop it, he thought at the thing.

It pulsed again, and again. It was regular in its little throbs. The husky could live with that. Just as long as it didn't interfere with his return expedition to dreamland...

Before he could fully fall into unconsciousness, the warm object began to move of its own accord. He growled softly in his throat.

Now the darn thing is just being uncooperative. He attempted to bat it away with a paw, but found he couldn't move it.

Ugh, now isn't that great, he thought as he very slowly began to regain consciousness.

The warm object's continued movements prodding the reluctant husky awake.

Now I'm gonna wake up... noooo. He cried out internally and gave out a little yawn.

The action caused him to take deep breath of air. A strong scent invaded his mind. Whoa, the husky reeled at the powerful sensation. It was... musky? Very musky. What's going on?

He finally cracked his eyes open just a bit. It was a bit dim... Wait... Not dim, he was in the shadow of a figure standing over him.

"Good morning, sweetie."

At this, the husky's eyes shot open and found his boyfriend hunched over him, humping his face.

"You're a really deep sleeper, you know that, hun?" The thrusting otter said with a mischievous grin on his muzzle.

"Wha- wha' are ya' doin'?" The husky slurred a bit as the last vestiges of sleep left him and sat up on the mattress, the penis sliding off his muzzle.

"Waking you up, sleepy! It's like 10 in the morning, you should be up by now." The otter chastised, sticking his tongue out. He stood up straight and repositioned his flesh atop the husky's muzzle.

"You can do that without your cock" The canine muttered, once more attempting to reach up to bat the offending penis resting on his muzzle away with a paw, only to find that his wrists were bound.

"You tied me up?!"

"I did say you're a really deep sleeper." The mustelid all but giggled, flexing his cock to tap the silly husky on the nose, flinging a drop of pre on the bridge of his muzzle.

The fluffy fur scowled as the amused otter resumed his thrusts, rubbing the musky liquid into his fur.

"I like sleeping, you know that." He said with a pout.

"Oh, but you should wake up and smell the cocks - I mean roses." The otter teased.

"Really?"

"Hush and open up, it's way past breakfast time!"

"You seri- mmmph!" The husky's disapproval of the otter's bad jokes was suddenly cut off by an invading cock.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, hun" He said, grinning. The otter gently grasped his boyfriend's ears to guide his slow thrusts. The husky closed his eyes and swallowed once to clear his mouth of extra saliva and pre. He began to create suction, his irritation at his love's antics melting away in the act.

The warm flesh in the husky's muzzle moved with conscious strokes, the otter careful not to hurt his partner. Oral was an act that the husky enjoyed greatly, he relished each thrust the otter made, his own penis hardening quickly. As the canine adjusted to the pace of the other male's movements, he began to bob in time with them, tongue lapping at the bottom of the cock and collecting the oozing pre.

Noticing this, the otter slowed and stopped his thrusts, letting the husky dictate the pace of his ministrations. The husky raised his bound paws to cups the balls of the mustelid, murring as he did so. The vibrations caused the otter to groan as well.

"That's good, hun"

The husky opened his eyes and looked up at the male, grinning slightly. The action broke the seal he had and saliva began drooling down the sides of his muzzle. Slurping, he attempted to recreate the seal. The otter giggled softly.

"Silly puppy." He said stroking the ears of the seated canid.

The husky continued to bob on his lover's cock, rolling the otter's balls in his bound paws. The husky tenderly massaged the orbs, much to the otter's delight. He traced his claw tips over each testicle, his actions sending electric thrills up his love's spine. The husky's practiced ministrations earned him regular spurts of pre, which he lapped up with eagerness. The otter watched his boyfriend, licking his lips and bucking occasionally.

A thought flashed through the husky's mind and he resisted grinning lest he break the seal once more. He straightened his torso and tried to line up his neck with muzzle. He bobbed deeper than he did before. He relaxed as much as he could as he pushed the head of his boyfriend's cock into his throat. His eyes began watering as his gag reflex tried to kick, but he persevered and held himself there for a few moments before pulling off. His own cock throbbed heavily in time with the one that was in his throat. He raised his head and gasped, saliva drooling down his chin.

"Whoa," the otter gasped as the tightness around his cock left. "Feeling adventurous this morning, are we?"

The husky smiled and licked his lips before diving back in.

"Don't hurt yourself, babe."

The canine pushed himself as deep as he could go once more, and again held himself there before pulling up. On his third trip down, his lover bucked reflexively. The husky choked and pulled off sputtering.

"I'm sorry, hun!" The otter kneeled down and stroked the cheeks of his coughing lover.

"It's- *cough* it's ok, hun," the husky wheezed.

"It's just that- I'm sor- you were- mmh!" He stuttered before he was silenced by a lick.

"I said it's ok" The husky said, licking his boyfriend's muzzle again. "Besides, I think it's time to move onto the next step."

The mustelid blinked.

"C'mon, I can't get it with these, silly." The canid raised his bound paws.

Blushing, the otter reached over to the nearby night table and pulled a small bottle out of a drawer.

"Right here," nodding towards his paws.

The otter squirted lube onto the husky's bound paws.

"Now up."

The otter stood. The husky began to stroke his love's flesh with both paws, spreading the lube around.

The standing male huffed under the ministrations of his partner. The length had softened with the shock of nearly choking his boyfriend, but now it began to swell to full size once more. The husky gave a small lick to the tip and received a squirt of pre. He closed his eyes before the little jet landed on his left eye.

"Not now, that's for later." He said sticking his tongue out.

"Sorry, you're just so good with that tongue of yours."

The canine let go of his lover's cock and rolled over.

"Can you guess what's next?" The husky raised his curly tail.

"I think I might know" The otter grinned as he squirted some lube onto the husky's tail hole, causing the male to gasp at the cold feeling.

The otter rubbed with a paw, sticking a digit inside and wiggling it around before inserting a second finger. When he could fit and spread three digits inside his boyfriend without difficulty, he lined up his cock with the husky's hole.

"You ready?"

"Yeah."

With a firm push, the otter eased his cock into his lover's orifice, groaning as he did so. The husky breathed in sharply, his own erection softening, but made no other complaint as he tried to relax as much as he could.

"You ok?"

"Mhm, I'm fine, babe."

With that assurance, the otter began thrusting gently, giving his partner more time to get used to the size. After a few moments, he began to pick up the pace. The husky braced himself as he was rocked back and forth.

The otter hunched over the husky, pressing his torso into the other's back and breathed into his neck. The husky gasped at the sudden warmth and intimacy, raising his head. The otter nipped at the canine's neck, planting little kisses into the fur. The husky's flagging erection perked up at the attention the canid was receiving. He pushed back against the otter, rewarding him for his passion.

The otter ground his hips into his lover, rolling them in a way that pressed his cock into the husky's prostate as firmly as his could. The husky groaned out, bound paws grasping at the bed sheets. The otter reached for his love's penis, stroking the now dripping flesh. The added stimulation caused the husky to clench down on his boyfriend's cock. The otter huffed and began thrusting again, each hip movement matched by his lover's. The sound of slapping hips permeated the room.

"I'm getting close, babe" The otter whispered into the husky's ear.

"Mmh. St- stop."

"Hmm?" The otter slowed his thrusts. "Is something wrong?"

"N-no, I just want to you finish..." The husky blushed.

"Finish?"

"Uh, finish... on my muzzle."

The otter chuckled.

"Now isn't that kinky?"

"Y-you don't have to if you don't want to." The husky whined. "I just have a thing for..."

"It's alright, more than alright." He interrupted. The otter pulled out of his boyfriend.

The husky rolled over and sat up as the otter stood before the bed. The otter gripped his cock and began stroking himself inches away from his boyfriend's muzzle. The husky groaned and bit his lip at the action before him, his own penis painfully hard with the prospect of having his kink fulfilled. The canine reached up with his bound paws and fondled the mustelid balls wiggling with the otter's strokes.

Huffing, the otter spurted some pre over the husky. The canine whined at the sensation and rolled the orbs in his paws. He dropped his arms as felt them rise. His boyfriend began huffing and grunting.

"Hah ah haah!"

Eyes widening, the husky watched as his boyfriend's body stilled. All his life he loved watching his partners in the moments before they blew. The way their faces grimaced, the way they grunted almost like ferals, the way they tensed every muscle in their body.

They would finish in different ways too. Some continued humping all the way through, hips jerking erratically.

His love was one of those that thrust one final time before stopping and letting their orgasm wash over them. He watched as the veins on his lover's cock stood out tall and proud. He watched as his lover's fist clenched firmly, simulating an orgasming hole around his flesh. He watched as the otter's face, so smug earlier, was now clenched in a grimace. He watched as the slit on the head of his lover's cock gaped open, empty for just a moment before the first spurt of semen jetted out.

He closed his eyes as it landed on the side of his muzzle. He sat there, mouth hanging open for any wayward strands. After the spurts stopped, they were both still for a second before the otter broke the silence.

"It's your turn now, hun"

The husky tentatively opened his eyes to see his boyfriend kneel down and take the neglected canine cock in his paw. The otter stroked the shaft and licked the tip tenderly, passive in his afterglow. His orgasm was quick with the double stimulus of the warmth on his face and the ministrations of the otter. He gasped as his love gripped his knot and he jerked in his partner's grip. His own release splattered on his belly as the otter cooed.

"I love you."

"I love you too, hun."

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