Of Cat and Mouse
Okay. You tell me this is as good as my usual stuff and I'll scream in denial before trying to improve my work.
Chris was a twelve year old black and grey tabby and ever since his father died it seemed he had trouble getting his act together. He started cutting school, smoking, he had even gotten into a few fights. In truth the kitten wanted the person closest to a father figure he had to notice him, Devin. Devin was a brown mouse and was friends with Chris's father when they were growing up. After the kitten's father died Devin visited less and less until the visits stopped altogether leaving the cat to chase the mouse.
"Hey, Devin!" The kitten popped out from between some cars as Devin was about to walk into the local liquor store.
"Hey, kid." Shit! The mouse did not want to see Chris of all people. Perhaps this could go by quickly. "Shouldn't you be in school?"
"Nuh-uh, I got suspended for fighting. Again." The kitten showed off his freshly split lip by licking it.
"Oh geez..." Devin felt bad for him, but didn't know how he could possible help. Especially now, his life was a wreck. His hand fell on the kid's shoulder. "Listen. Fighting like that will get you no where."
"But drinking will?" The kitten snapped back as the mouse was turning to leave. Devin spun back around to retort, but found himself studying the kitten's face instead. Something about it seemed familiar.
"I'm an adult. I don't have to answer to you, a kid." With that the mouse went inside and picked out a case of cheap beer. When he came back outside he found Chris sitting on the sidewalk and scoffed as he passed him. As Devin was buckling himself in he looked up and the kitten was practically in tears. He couldn't leave him there like that, so he pulled up next to him. "Get in, I'll give you a ride home." Chris huffed and wiped his face with a paw as he got inside the car. On the way to Chris's house they made small talk, mostly about how everyone at school is stupid. When the mouse stopped in front of the house he noticed a car missing from the drive way. "Where's your mom?"
"I dunno..." The kitten muttered as he pulled off his seatbelt and put his paw on the handle.
"You can't stay here alone."
"Yeah, I do. All the time."
"Well, you shouldn't have to." Devin sighed. "Let's go. I'm taking you to my house." Chris smiled as he settled back into the car seat. Devin sat the case down on the coffee table and flicked on the tv after they got in his small, but comfy apartment. "Make yourself at home." The mouse invited and the kitten kicked off his shoes and picked up the remote. "I'll try and get ahold of your mom." Devin tried her cell phone and got her voicemail. Some how he was shocked when he got it three more time and opted for a text telling her to call him instead. Devin groaned as he plopped down next to the cat and eyed the beer on the table before tearing off the handle and pulling one out. He looked at Chris and had second thoughts, but the devil on his shoulder convinced him one would be okay and it was. The third and fourth were even better. As he worked on his fifth he realized the deep buzz he had and set it down. He glanced at the kitten, who was deeply enthralled in whatever was on.
"Why are you staring at me?" The kitten looked mad, had he been staring?
"It's just... You look a lot like your father. Not really the fur, but..." Devin trailed off as he realized his paw stroking back the fur on the kitten's face and pulled it away.
Chris blew it off, his mom got weird when she got drunk too. Instead he curled his legs up and leaned against the mouse, he was warm and his chest felt strong. Devin hated himself for letting himself think about late nights with the boy's father or the emptiness he felt. He hated himself even more for letting his arm fall around the kitten. He had to pull himself away when he noticed the growing tightness in his pants, Chris even smelled like his father. The kitten looked shocked, perhaps even a bit sad, but Devin scurried to the bathroom. He slammed the door shut behind him and splashed some cold water on his face. He looked himself in the mirror and thought of less exciting things when the door swung open. "Hey!"
"What? I gotta go..." Chris dropped his pants and underwear to the floor in one move and the kitten's unabashed display made Devin's thoughts drift again. Sure, Chris wasn't wearing his faher's devious smile and another part was unattentive, but that could be arranged. The kitten giggled a little when the mouse's brown paw rubbed his pale grey stomach fur, but gasped when it met his sheath. "Devin th-"
"Shhh... It's okay Al- er, Chris..." The kitten shook as his body responded to the older male's touch and his pink cock slipped from it's furry covering. Devin hung his head over Chris's shoulder and pulled up his shirt, toying with a pink nipple as he masturbated the boy.
"I still hafta to go!" Chris whined and Devin stopped and pointed the little stiffy at the porcelin bowl.
"Go." He whispered. Everything stood still as the mouse hugged an arm around Chris, trapping his. Then the kitten squirmed a bit before the pressure became too much and a pale stream poured out and the tangy smell of male cat filled the bathroom. The mouse splashed the urine around, some spattering off of the bowl and hitting the kitten's stripped fur. As it began to trickle to a stop devin wet his forefinger and relinquished his grasp on Chris as he brought the sweetly musky paw to his mouth to lap at the liquid. To his surprise the kitten stood in front of him, completely still.
"Can you do that some more? It felt really good..." The young voice rang out.
"S-sure. Just, uh c'mon to the bedroom." The mouse slipped into the dark room and thought about lighting a candle, but just flipped on the light. He wanted to see all of it. Chris stood by the door clad only in his black band tee, shifting nervously. He looked cute without the semi-permenant scowl. The mouse pulled him in by his wrist and threw the cub onto the messy bed. "You won't need this." Devin whispered before pulling off the kitten's last covering and examining his prize. The kitten watched as Devin stripped and then sat next to him.
"Now what?" Chris posed an interesting question, with such a cute little mouth. The mouse pressed his muzzle to Chris's.
"Was that okay? I mean, did you like that?" Devin wasn't used to being the dominant one. The cub simply nodded. The mouse kissed him again, deeper, and forced his tongue into the hot maw and when it broke Chris was panting. Chris spread his legs as Devin's paw slid up his thigh to tease his immature balls.
"Please..." The kitten barely breathed out the word, only to be ignored as Devin pulled him onto his lap and kissed him again. Chris felt the mouse's hard length against him.
"Hold on." The mouse leaned over and picked up the nearly depleted bottle of lube. He squirted the cool liquid onto his pads and rubbed them together, feeling it grow warm. The kitten whimpered as fingers pushed their way into his virginal hole. "Tell me if it hurts too much." The kitten clenched as he was stretched. "Relax." When Devin could finger the kitten's tailhole without too much resistance he stopped. Chris felt himself lifted by Devin's stronger paws and searing pain as the mouse's cock filled him. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." The kitten managed despite his wriggling. The mouse hugged his young lover close, letting him get used to his size, feeling his heart beat. Then Devin squeezed Chris's barbed cubhood and stroked it's pink length, causing Chris to grind against the mouse. Devin layed back, pulling the kitten down with him and put his feet on the frame of the bed for leverage. Slowly the mouse began to thrust his cock in and out of the kitten's anus. Chris yelped a bit each time the mouse impaled him, but his yelps soon turned to moans. All of the kitten's muscles tightned as he had his first orgasm, he bucked wildly as his body produced a spurt of clear seed. Devin couldn't help himself as he fucked the cub more frantically, he was so hot and tight. In the heat of the moment the mouse bit the kitten's ear, just enough to startle him, before giving a final thrust. Chris felt spurt after spurt of hot liquid fill him until the mouse beneath him collapsed. For a few seconds he felt secure perched on Devin's chest as it rose and fell, then he was pushed aside. Before long the mouse fell asleep and Chris cuddled up next to him.
The next day Devin decided to drop off his unexpected charge. He let himself in, though Chris tried to brush him off. Devin found the note that had been left on the counter about his mother's need for a vacation, the money she left behind, how she would be back next saturday. Watching the mouse Chris expected him to complain about his mother or get angry.
"So," Devin smiled "We have the place to ourselves."