Uncomfortably Happy [2]
#2 of Uncomfortably Happy
Our young fox has reached the newest chapter in his life. How will the young man deal with an overzealous wolf and how long can they go without humping?
Well you guys asked for it so here is part two.
You know what? The colored squares are staying. It's my thing now. Each new series will have a different colored square.
WARNING: FURRIES, HOMOSEXUAL RELATIONSHIPS, DID I MENTION FURRIES?
ARE YOU OVER 18? NO? THEN WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE SHOO! SHOO!
Danny's back hurt. Sleeping on Mark's couch was not exactly the most comfortable thing in the world. The wolf had offered his own bed, but Danny was too nervous to ask whether he meant 'use my bed' or 'share my bed'. Julius had been nice enough to fetch him some blankets after he had opted for the couch. The dragon seemed intimidating at first, but had actually been very nice to the fox.
Danny currently sat at a small table for two. Two plates of food had been delivered a while ago and Danny had already eaten half of his plate. He glanced through the window to check if his step-dad was still talking on the phone outside. Sure enough, Barry was still there. The cat was staring up into space, probably discussing some new business deal on his cell.
Barry had neglected to tell Danny that yesterday's meeting with Mark was more than just a 'chance to experience what college life is like'. Turns out that the wolf wanted a roommate to help with the rent. The cat had apologized numerous times when he returned the next day with a trunk packed full of Danny's room. His mom had apparently told Barry that 'he liked the house' when Danny had called her earlier this morning.
It was a slight miscommunication. Danny had called her in a moment of weakness. He was feeling vulnerable after yesterdays... incident. As soon as she picked up it was one question after the other.
"Do you like the campus?"
"Yeah."
"How was Mark?"
"...Fine."
"Do you like the house?"
"Sure?"
"Alright - hold on - I love you sweetie but I've got another call coming in."
"Love you too mom."
Danny watched as the cat hung up his phone and walked inside. Barry hustled over to his seat. "Sorry about that Danny. It was your mother."
"How is she?" Danny asked, ears perking up.
"Fine. Busy, but fine. I told her about our little mix up. She still wants you to move in. The cars already packed and it would save us a lot of money and time." Barry said, grabbing his now-cold panini. "O-only if you want to move in!" He corrected himself.
"I didn't really see much of it while I was there." The fox muttered.
"It's pretty spacious." The older cat continued. "Two floors, four bedrooms, four bathrooms. It's so close to campus it's pretty much like living there."
Danny shifted uncomfortably in his chair. He didn't know how to break the news to Barry. How was he supposed to tell his dad what had happened yesterday?
"And Mark's a good kid. Always calls me sir. Very polite. His father taught him right. He told me Mark needed a new roommate. The house is expensive but with six others living there the rent is pretty cheap." The cat persisted.
Danny was barely listening to Barry anymore. He was too busy imagining how he would break the news to his father. "Hey Barry I really don't want to live there. Why you ask? Well within an hour your 'good kid' Mark made me cum in my pants. Yes, literally. Oh, and then I stripped in front of a dragon." Danny blushed just thinking about it. He doubted he would ever own up to what had happened yesterday.
"So are you excited?" Barry asked. Danny tore his attention away from his pasta long enough to give a reply.
"I-I guess." Danny shrugged.
It wasn't a lie either. Sure, Mark and Julius were a bit... intimidating. But he still wanted to go back to that house. He was ridden with anxiety, but he couldn't deny that a small part of him was excited about the prospect.
"So that's a yes?" Barry asked again, hoping to gain the approval of his step-son.
"Y-yeah. Sure. I'll live there." Danny gave a weak smile at Barry. A twinge of regret rang through his body.
Barry smiled back, beaming with delight. The large cat always seemed to close his eyes when he gave his brightest smile. He liked seeing Barry smile like this. It always made his mom smile too.
"Perfect! Then it's settled! Mark and a few of the others offered to help us unpack." Barry exclaimed. Danny wondered why the cat was so excited. Was it because he was leaving? He wasn't that much of a nuisance was he? Danny shook these thoughts away and focused on the now.
This was it, Danny thought, I'm actually doing this.
"That's all of it sir." Mark said while slamming the trunk of Barry's mini-van closed.
Barry beamed at Mark. "Thank you so much for the help. Take good care of my... Danny here for me." Barry said, gesturing towards the lanky fox.
"Oh don't worry about that sir. I will." Mark said. A small shiver ran through Danny's spine. He didn't like the sound of that. Barry and Danny walked towards the front of the car while Mark hoisted the last box into the house. Danny watched as Mark walked away. The wolf seemed like a completely different person around Barry.
"Nervous?" Barry asked.
Danny let out a small laugh. "Y-yeah. Is it that obvious?"
Barry sighed, leaning on the van for support. "It's always a nerve-wracking experience Danny. Leaving home for the first time is never easy. What you're feeling now is normal. It's a part of growing up."
Danny looked down at his feet. He really didn't want Barry to leave him alone in this house. Suddenly, every kindness the step-father had ever given to him flashed before Danny's eyes. He bit his lip.
"Barry?" Danny finally said, looking back up at the cat. "I... I'm really, really, really going to miss you."
The young fox walked up to Barry and hugged him tightly. The cat was utterly shocked. Unsure of what to do, Barry lightly patted the fox on his back.
"It's okay Danny. You won't be alone. Not entirely, at least. Your mom and I have our cells. And I'm sure Mark will be there for you if you need anything." Barry gave the fox's shoulder a little squeeze of reassurance. "You are going to be just fine. Just make the most of it."
After waving goodbye to Barry, the fox turned back to the house. Standing at the doorstep was a familiar figure. It was Julius. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt and jeans. The tall dragon beckoned the younger man closer.
"You've seen the living room and my room." Julius said, pointing down the main hall. "On the other side of my room are Philly and Seamus' room."
"Philly?" Danny asked.
"Phillip. But we call him Philly cuz he works at the cheesesteak place down the road. Speaking of which have you eaten?" Julius asked as he began to walk up the wooden stairs.
"Yeah. My dad took me out just before moving me in."
The dragon sighed, which to Danny sounded more like a gruff purr. "You've got a good relationship. I wish me and my dad got along half as well as you did."
Danny cringed behind the dragon. He hadn't always been the nicest to his step-father.
"Well, here's the upstairs. Not much up here. Just another hall. At the end is what we call the loft. Kind of like the living room, but no kitchen."
The two stopped halfway down the hallway. Two doors lay on either side. Julius pointed a thick finger at one of the doors. "You and Mark live above me. And on the other side we got Terry and Mitch. Those two ain't around as much as the rest of us."
Julius reached over Danny and opened the door to his new room. "After you." He rumbled.
Danny stepped into the middle of the room, allowing Julius to squeeze his way inside. The room was just as large as Julius'. Several boxes lined one side of the room. On the other lay a small bed and dresser.
"That's Mark's side. Mind the mess." Julius grumbled, kicking an empty beer can under Mark's bed.
"I figured." Danny said, already beginning to unpack his sheets.
Julius turned back to face the fox. "A bit of advice? Don't rile him up."
"Who? Mark?" Danny asked.
Julius nodded. "He's all talk and no bite." The dragon paused for a second, contemplating what to say. "Well, he'll bite if you get him talking enough. Just... don't get him talking. I'm gonna let you unpack. Come on down to my room if you got any questions."
"Thank you." The fox said meekly, unsure what the dragon was trying to warn him about.
Danny had finally finished unpacking. He sat on his bed, staring at the blank wall above him. He could hear a few voices below. He couldn't tell who they belonged to, but he could make out the distinct sound of someone's feet racing up the stairs. Before he could even sit up the door swung open. A blur of white and grey fur entered the room.
"Good you're unpacked." Mark said, trying to catch his breath. "Took a run while you were busy. Didn't want to bother you."
The wolf stood in the middle of the room. He wore a loose white tank top and tight black track shorts.
"Oh. Okay. Well I'm done now." The fox said, openly staring as the wolf began to remove his shirt. The fabric lifted up to reveal Mark's well-toned figure. He tossed the sweaty shirt into a large pile of clothing in the corner of their room. The fox snapped his attention away from the burly wolf, looking down at his own paws.
"Feels good to run. You ever run?" Mark asked, turning to look back at his new roommate.
The fox shook his head.
"I should take you running some time. You'll like it." The wolf offered. He took a step backward and sat on his bed, catching his breath. The two sat there, neither staring at the other.
"So, roommate. Remember what I said yesterday? About laying some ground rules?" The wolf spoke, turning his attention to the fox.
Danny nodded.
"Well we should do that. Would hate to do something that made you too uncomfortable." The wolf grinned at Danny.
"What did you have in mind?" The fox asked.
"Well, for starters, when me and Julius were roommates I made sure that he knew I wanted him wearing clothes when other people came in. Not that I didn't mind the - uh - great view. Just cuz' I hated explaining why he didn't like wearing them."
"Wait." The fox interrupted. "Why DOES he not like them?"
The wolf rolled his eyes. "Ask him yourself." The wolf sat up and walked towards their window. "For now, let's focus on rules. Rule number one:" the wolf traced an imaginary line across the middle of the room, "You have your side. I have mine. Keep your shit on your side and I'll do the same. Good?"
The fox nodded. "Good."
"What else?" The wolf muttered to himself, pacing around the room. The fox couldn't help but take glances at the wolf's ass. The tight black fabric brought every muscly contour to attention.
"I got it!" The wolf snapped, twisting on his heel to face Danny again. "How about rule number two: ask for permission before bringing people back to your room for a little... you know..?" The wolf winked.
"Uh. Do you mean... like... sex?" Danny clarified.
"Exactly! I don't want to step on any paws by bringing someone up here while you're studying. And vice versa, buddy." The wolf winked at Danny.
"Anymore rules you can think about?" The wolf asked, still pacing across the wooden floor.
Danny shuffled on his bed. He had thought long and hard about how to bring up yesterday's events in conversation. He guessed that this was as good of a time as any.
"I don't have a rule as much as I do a question." Danny began.
"Then let's hear it! No secrets between us, friend!"
"What was that yesterday? I-I mean when you and I... did that." The fox continued, awkwardly stumbling over his own words.
The wolf stopped his pacing and looked back at the fox, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.
"What did it mean to you?" The wolf asked.
"W-well. I liked it. A-and I think you enjoyed it as well. B-but I'm unsure if I'm ready for that kind of thing. Especially with someone I j-just met and all." Danny tried his best to keep his composure as the wolf walked towards him.
"Well to me, all I did was help a poor guy out. Sure I may have taken advantage of the situation but you enjoyed it right?" Mark said as he crossed the invisible boundary between the two sides of their room.
The fox nodded.
"And you asked for me to continue, right?"
The fox nodded again. He wondered if this is what Julius had been trying to warn him about.
"So then there's no problem!" The wolf said with a smile, stepping closer to the edge of the fox's bed. "We had fun. You got off. That's all there was to it."
"I-I guess." The fox leaned back as the wolf put a knee on his bed. The wolf was practically climbing on top of him at this point. Danny did little to object, his heart racing.
"How about another rule then?" The wolf asked, their bodies only a few inches from one another at this point. Mark's paw grabbed the fox's, guiding his hand to cup the wolf's rear. The wolf rested his other hand gently against the fox's back, slowly pushing him up against Mark.
"How about..." Mark leaned in, now completely straddling the younger fox. "Rule number three: Tell me to stop and I'll stop. Simple as that."
Mark waited for a reply. Danny couldn't believe this was happening. Again. The hot jock was on his lap, lips only a few inches from his own. The strange mixture of nerves and arousal left the fox feeling giddy. The fox nodded. "I-I'm okay with that rule."
Mark grinned. The fox was practically melting in his hands. "Good." He muttered, pulling the fox into a tight embrace.
The wolf shoved his tongue into Danny's mouth. The fox closed his eyes, sinking into the kiss. His own mouth began to loosen, allowing Mark's tongue more room to explore. The fox could feel the larger man's crotch push into his own. The wolfs hand had left his and began travelling its way under Danny's shirt. Time seemed to slow down for Danny. What was only a minute felt like five for the inexperienced youth.
Mark broke the kiss and gave his signature grin. "You like that?"
Danny's head bobbed eagerly in agreement. Suddenly, the fox's shirt was hoisted over his head.
"You won't be needing this." Mark said, bundling up the shirt and tossing it to the floor. "Just gotta make sure this stays on your side. Can't forget about rule number one." He added.
Danny couldn't believe this was happening. His sex-crazed roommate was sitting on his lap and talking to him like this was an everyday thing for him. Danny was hit with reality. Oh shit, was every day going to be like this? A moan escaped his lips as Mark ground back into his crotch.
"What say you and I get a bit more comfortable?" Mark offered, arms suddenly reaching underneath the smaller fox. Danny let out a small yelp as he was picked up and tossed onto the middle of his bed. Mark's strong paws pushed the fox down as the wolf crawled up after him. Danny was trapped beneath the wolf. The large jock leaned in close, the two sharing another kiss. While their tongues battled with one another, the fox's shorts were quickly tugged down to his knees. Danny moaned into Mark's mouth as a foreign paw groped his bulge. The fox's own hands began exploring Mark's muscular body. Breaking the kiss, Mark barked in approval. The wolf pulled himself away from Danny, still straddling the younger fox's hips. He stood upright, looking down at the young fox sprawled out on the sheets.
"Alright that's enough of that. Time for the real show to begin." His thumbs hooked the rim of his shorts and hiked them down. Danny's briefs quickly followed. Their white sheathes and plump balls nestled against each other. With a grunt, Mark bucked his hips into Danny's. The two grunted in unison as their sheathes ground against one another. The red tip of Mark's cock was already peeking out of his white sheathe. Danny's own shaft was quickly approaching half-mast.
Their rhythmic bucking sped up as the friction of their cocks became slick with pre. Mark stared at the fox beneath him, grinning from ear to ear. The younger man gasped and yipped with each thrust of Mark's hips. The two remained like that for some time until their cocks were both fully engorged, knot and all. Danny's seven inch cock was completely covered by the girth of Mark's member. Standing over nine inches, the wolf's red cock was beginning to drool pre all over Danny's stomach. The fox whined beneath him. His hips now bucking sporadically back into Mark's. Remembering how little time it took for the fox to bust yesterday, Mark eased up. The grinding halted, and he leaned in for another kiss, holding the trembling body underneath him.
After the fox had calmed down a little, Mark decided it was time to try something else out. The wolf guided Danny into the appropriate position. The two sat in front of each other with Danny's thighs resting on top of Mark's. They now straddled one another, their cocks pressed up against each other's.
"L-like this?" The fox asked, gripping the wolf's waist tightly.
"Just like this." Mark cooed.
Wasting little time, the wolf wrapped both of his hands around their members. His tight grip squeezed the two cocks against one another. Danny gasped in surprise as Mark began slowly jerking them off, their hips both desperately bucking into the wolf's hands.
"Ohhhh I-I'm gonna-" Danny moaned.
"Just do it!" Mark grunted, too busy to worry about Danny's release.
Danny squealed as the pleasure became too much. A long strand of cum shot from his cock, landing on his chest. A steady stream of cum spurted from his cock afterwards. Mark's grasp became slick as the cum trickled down his hands. It wasn't long before the tight wet grip sent him over the edge as well. He howled loudly as he rutted. His canine cock sent rope after rope of pre onto Danny's chest, their seed collecting in the center of his stomach.
"That was..." Danny panted, trying to find the words. "That was nice."
"Yeah?" Mark asked. His hand still lazily stroking their softening members.
"Oh man but I'm a mess." Danny said, looking down at his semen soaked chest.
With two fingers, Mark used his free hand to collect a dollop of cum. He brought it to his lips. The wolf swirled the salty cum around in his mouth before swallowing. "You ever tried your own cum?" Mark asked.
Danny shook his head, unsure if he even wanted to.
"It's not so bad. I'd prefer a milkshake any day of the week, but it's not so bad." Mark repeated, scooping an even larger dollop in his fingers. He put the wad of cum beneath Danny's nose.
"Try it." Mark coaxed.
Hesitantly, the young fox opened his mouth. The wolf's fingers wiped the gooey cum across the fox's tongue. Danny immediately wrinkled his nose up at the taste. Mark laughed as he pulled his fingers out of the fox's mouth.
"Ugh. Yeah... I'll take just about anything over that." The fox said, quickly swallowing the load.
The two sat there, basking in the afterglow of their orgasms. The position was getting quite uncomfortable, but Danny was nonetheless satisfied.
"So what?" The fox began, "Do we do this every day?"
Mark chuckled. "Maybe to begin with. But trust me, even this can get monotonous. You gotta mix it up."
The fox shifted uncomfortably. "This? Boring?"
"Here, relax. We can talk about that later." Mark offered, scooting backwards, breaking the contact of their cocks.
The fox did just that, letting out a long sigh as he lay down on his sheets. The wolf crawled back over the fox.
Mark spoke, staring at Danny from above the fox's chest level. "For now... tell me about yourself roommate. I want to know the guy I'm gonna be fucking for a whole year." Before Danny could even speak he felt a wet tongue roll up his stomach. He looked down and watched as the jock began to lap up the remaining cum on his fur.
"W-well..." Danny began. This was going to be an interesting experience.
To Be Continued
(Probably)
Oh my god I think there was as much porn in this as there was plot. Is that a good thing? More plot? More porn? Feedback is always appreciated. Am I fucking up tenses? How is my writing style? How bad was this? What would you like to see? Most importantly, do you want to read more?
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