The GreenMount Chronicles Interlude: Wrestlers III

Story by DwayneTimberland on SoFurry

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#15 of The Greenmount Chronicles

Reposting a story series I wrote while I was in my teens.


The GreenMount Chronicles, Interlude (Between 10 and 11) "Wrestlers, III"

Dark. Nighttime. When the lights are off, all the light from a TV looks blue on the walls, and as it flickers the shadows change.

Two massive bodies sat side-by-side in the dark. It was the wrestler wolf's bed (the cougar's was on the other side of the room). It was pressed against the wall, so the wolf and his cougar roommate could lean against it and watch the television. They were naked.

Four huge furry feet hung over the edge of the bed, toes flexing from time to time. The wolf's left shoulder and leg were pressed against the cougar's right.

They were both right-handed when they were jerking off. The wolf had one huge, meaty hand wrapped around his long, hard cock, which glistened in the light, slippery with vaseline and precum, and he was stroking it slowly. His arm was a study of anatomy, the bicep, triceps and even the brachialus visible through the fur. His forearm was a cascade of rippling lines as his hand slid up and down, making a slick, hot tunnel for his maleness. The tip of his male shaft was like a leaky faucet of precum, dripping the liquid over his fingers.

Next to him was the same picture, only feline -- tan fur along his broad shoulders and arms, and white on his massive chest and stomach. His cock, red and long, gave forth less precum, but just as much pleasure, as his arm worked almost in unison with his buddy's. His strong, square jaw worked as he clenched his teeth.

On the television was another porno -- this had become a regular routine for them. This scene was unusual. Two male tigers were taking a vixen at the same time. One was kneeling behind her, thrusting between her nether lips, while the second tiger was sliding into her muzzle. She was obviously enjoying servicing both of these big males, and she formed a rhythm of sliding back onto one, and forward onto the other.

The wolf moaned in his deep, resonant voice, and the sound of it mingled with the cougar's. Both working their cocks, so close, watching this. They'd been stroking themselves for well over two hours, building toward orgasm, and easing back, building again and stopping, and after such a time of steadily increasing sexual intensity, reality was changing. Existance was about the feeling of hot flesh and cool air, of moaning and rutting and slick friction.

"Nice tits," the wolf moaned. "I wanna put my cock between 'em."

They were past any restraint in their words. They said the most uninhibited things, whatever lustful images drifted into their minds. In this way they were completey open to one another.

"Yeah, cum right on her tits, spray it all over," the cougar said huskily. "On her nipples, too. And her face."

"Mmm... yeah, tight pussy, looks like. Check out the look on the right guy's face, he fuckin' loves it."

"Fuck yeah, the tighter the better."

"Two guys screwing her at once," whispered the wolf. "Damn."

"Ass is tighter than pussy," the cougar said.

"Usually... fuck, I need something tight on this big fucker. I wanna get in some tight ass."

"Yeah, while I'm gettin' sucked off on the other end."

"FUCK yeah," the wolf replied, with enthusiasm. "We got like two feet of cock between the two of us... we could bury it in something wet and hot."

They looked at each other in the eyes then, as they pleasured themselves. They didn't look away, as most guys might do, they just stared, less than an inch away, their noses nearly touching, each massaging his own cock. And it occurred to them both suddenly what a great idea that was. Couple of buff, hot college guys, experimenting... sharing some ass, just like they shared their pornos. They'd never done it before, of course, but they were so close, each of them saw affirmation in the others' eyes, and knew it wouldn't be long before they tried it.