Chapter 7: What you don't know...
#7 of The Gilded Suburb
Preface: Please be advised: the following material is erotic fiction. Under 18 is not legally permitted to view this. My work contains furries, offensive language, and homosexuality. Please enjoy and leave helpful comments!
Chapter 7: What you don't know...
Tobias's head connected with the floor in a dull thunk as he fell off the couch. Sweating and gasping he lay there as hot tears burned his face and eyes. Images drifted and swam before his vision. Shaking he curled up to cry, the apartment sat empty and uncaring.
Blake ran his left paw through his fur on his head, smoothing it back and sighing. Even in the bedroom he could hear the cranking of the garage door opening. Raymond sat the table, bleary eyed and dizzy. The husky scratched his head delicately, his headache was hurting like a motherfucker and he couldn't remember why? What the fuck happened? And his ass hurt too damnit!
Norma walked in with a bag under one arm and her purse in the other. She put her car keys on the shelf above her desk and as she reached she unknowingly presented a good side view of her breasts to Blake, who was looking at his feet in a daze. The wolf's muscled shoulders shook slightly and he turned his gaze to Norma (Fuck her. Yeah, fuck her and forget it. That, it was the booze. It didn't happen) and ran his eyes up and down her body. Raymond got up and fled to the toilet as he felt a wave of nauesua strike and his headache grew worse. Blake pulled Norma into a kiss and led her into the bedroom.
Ray leaned against the wall and stumbled forward. He collapsed onto a loveseat. The dull barks and moans of his mother and her boyfriend's love making eminated from the closed doors. Turning the other way the husky nodded off again.
Mort showered and dressed again. He looked at shower room and felt his heart rate increase. Smiling, he left, feeling a sense of invulnerability. The clouds had gathered again and more rain looked apparent. The tiger shook his head and drove off for his house.
Justin sat on a couch in the TV room. The screen on the wall buzzed quietly with news and recent events. The Lab's attention floated off elsewhere, the tiger was good but a bit big to dominate. The leash would serve well next time. Justin looked out the window as rain pittered against it. Maybe that fox with the cute face, yeah, he would do well.
The rain came down in sheets, the howling wind drowned out the television.
Tobias slowly came to. His head ached and it felt like his heart was full of ice and glass. He pulled himself into a sitting position and he wished Mort hadn't left yesterday. He climbed back onto the couch but the tiger smell was gone. Feeling abandoned Tobias lay there, tears slowly gliding down his muzzle. Night fell fast and a dark cover shrouded StonePier.
Dawn broke in the warm summer air and Mort watched the shadows dance across the ceiling in his bedroom, the rising sun made them move in complex patterns and rythms. He closed his eyes and savored the memory of Justin's mouth (Tobias?) but he opened his eyes suddenly as the wolf floated into his mind. Something, something he couldn't place pulled at him. The wolf, felt?, right. He shook his head. He and Justin (We are something aren't we?) we already committed in a way. Mort wasn't a man whore, he'd be faithful to the Lab. Turning over to look at his dresser the tiger pondered the day. He had to start reading or he'd never finish the books in time for class in August.
Norma slept peacefully and her gentle breathing reflected off the walls. Blake watched her, her shoulders rose with each breath and she leaned against him, her legs wrapped around him and holding on. The sex had been fine but it (wasn't Raymond) wasn't (Fuck it shut the fuck up) wasn't something. The sleeping female mumbled in her sleep and moved her paw down Blake massive chest. The tormented wolf closed his eyes and watched light shift behind his lids. He tried to push everything from his mind.
Justin picked himself up and out of bed, after a quick shower he slipped down the stairs in a blue mesh sleeveless shirt, his ripped arms bunching and uncurling as he moved, and some tight shorts. The sun lit up the street and the Lab sauntered out.
A gentle breeze shuffled his fur as he headed for the park, the morning smelled like grass and rain. Justin sat down on a park bench, he watched the scenery. As the minutes sluggishly moved passed furs walked by and by, absorbed in their lives Justin watched them with a certain loathing. Their existences were so, meaningless. Leaning back and staring up to the powder blue sky Justin felt a strong sense of superiority. Around noon a sleek fox sat down next him.
"Glad you could make it Evan"
"Anything for my favorite puppy" The fox ran his paw over Justin's thigh and the Lab felt his cock wake up.
‘Not here" he growled "Where did you park?"
"Over there, by the deli and the old lot" Justin smiled, he had needs, and they would be fuffilled. The two furs walked over nonchalantly and got into the fox's SUV. The windows were tinted dark to the point they were pitch black. Once inside and the doors locked Justin attacked the fox.
Pinning the smaller canine to the floor of the car in the back Justin licked up the fox's neck. Evan growled low and unbuttoned the Lab's pants. He ran his hands up the mesh shirt, Justin's muscles glided beneath the fabric like snakes in a coil. The fox hooked his claws under the mesh shirt and pulled it off. Justin's broad chest loomed above him and the smooth abs with perfect definition clenched.
Justin relived Evan of his t-shirt and pants and ran his tongue over the fox's chest. Evan growled and licked Justin's nipples with long wet strokes. The dog leaned back and tried not to bark. Evan sucked hard and then released the flesh with a moist pop. Each time Justin moaned and Evan switched nipples. Then the fox began licking the soft chest fur. He worked his way down Justin's stomach, drawing his tongue in even lines over the fur and muscles.
Evan put one o the floor for balance and with the other, in a teasingly slow manner, pulled down Justin's boxers. He was rewarded with the Lab's hard on, a sheen of pre cum giving it the perfect coating. Evan licked up the shaft, cleaning the dripping member as doggie jizz continue to seep. The fox gripped Justin's manhood then forced it down his throat. The Labrador moaned softly as hot fox saliva bathed his aching cock. Evan bobbed his head up and down the red surface, Justin scratched behind the smaller canine's ears in a loving way.
Abruptly Justin pulled out and pushed the fox back and down. He pulled his lover's hips up and, with only spit, thrust forward. Evan yipped but Justin held his jaws together and kissed the fox's neck. "Shhh, this is gonna feel good." Justin's swelling knot made it complicated to fuck the small ass but after securing a hold on the floor, Justin hilted himself with one good buck. The fox's warm insides moved and slid over Justin's organ. The Lab ran his tongue over Evan's neck and gently pawed his lover's cock. The stiff fox shaft smeared clear pre over both of them and Justin shifted as best he could inside Evan.
Choking down a yelp of pleasure, Evan came in Justin's paw and hot rivers of fox spunk slid between his fingers. Holding up the white covered paw to Evan's mouth, the fox obediently ate his cum, licking and sucking the digits erotically. With the fox's hot maw lapping at his paw and steamy guts devouring his meat, Justin orgasmed hard and bit down on the fox's shoulder to keep from screaming. Burning puddles of doggie seed pumped into the fox's ass and slicks of gooey fun trickled out Evan's stuffed tail hole. Panting heavily into the fox's ear Justin closed his eyes and the sound of pumping blood echoed in his mind as he came down from his climax. Evan kissed the Lab gently and his tongue snuck into his lover's mouth. Justin kissed Evan back, the taste of warm fox cum sweetening their embrace.
After almost 3 hours of reading Mort's eyes ached. He tossed the paperback onto his desk and left his room stretching his back and clearing the stairs in one jump. The crash his landing made caused his mom leap off the couch in shock.
"Uh, sorry." The exhausted tigress scowled then fell back asleep. Mort picked his keys off the table. Tobias stepped back into his thoughts. Mort leaned against the door and stared out through the glass, summer lay before him, distant clouds rose and time seemed to be distorted and out of joint. The sunbeams played across his fur and the city lumbered through the day.
Another chapter has closed. Sorry if it lacks some of the force of earlier ones, I have allergies and I'm coughing and sneezing. That puts a damper on my writing. Summer is gonna bring fun times (pool parties!) keep watching :D