Story Notes:
For any confusion, these pokemon are feral in a seemingly natural/civil environment. A cross between. And more detail becomes evident as the story goes on.Also, as a big fan of DBZ and power-based things, this will have some minor swaying effect. Nothing like over 9000 references and kamehamehas, it still keeps the pokemon basis.
Calm After The Storm
Calm After The Storm
During as well as after lunch, I thought deeply about what I had just experienced. I guess I was problems trying to cope with what I had just told him, and I was trying to predict how our future would be.
We were speechless throughout lunchtime, until afterwards when we were back in his room.
I followed him in and sat down on the bed while he closed the door behind us. I sighed deeply and was about to say something, but I was cut off.
"I'm not so sure what to think about this all. I mean I'm happy you've told me, but I don't what's going on in my mind right now." Tybalt said.
I tried to figure out what he meant by that. "Well, how long have you felt like this? You used to be the one who said you'd nevr end up gay, and that you could never see yourself like that. Where did this come from?"
"I don't know. I guess I kinda got used to having you around, and now I want you around a hell of alot more. I guess my feeling were developed by how much time we're spending together, and how similar we are and so on. I've never told you this, but I've always thought of leaving my options open. I never truthfully said I'd never like a boy." he sat down next to me.
"So does this mean that you're saying you've fallen in love with me as well?" I pestered on.
"Well, I definately feel something towards you Roy. If that's not what it is then I don't know. This is all so new to me. It's different somehow." he said with a blush.
I leant over on him and clung my arms around. We fell backward onto the bed and I was laying on his chest. He was so warm, and comfortable. So nice...
"Well I'm glad we've gotten this over with." I said, snuggling closer.
"Yea...me too." he said quietly. He put his arms around me as well, and held me as close as he could. My legs were both on top of and underneath his leg closest to me. I closed my eyes, and laid in comfort for as long as I could.
Vicious winds could be heard from outside. I lifted my head and looked out the window above us.
"There seems to be a blizzard out there. It's a good thing I showed up when I did!" I said happily.
Our moment was soon ended, by a ruckus of noises coming from downstairs. We sat up and our ears perked to try and hear what was going on. There were muffled shouts of grief, so we decided to go find out what was wrong.
"Maybe they're having a fit about the weather." Tybalt suggested as we headed down the stairs.
Well he wasn't right. But it was a pretty serious situation. We saw most of the family huddled around a brightly colored orange Eevee. She had ears like a vulpix, and excess fur covering almost half of her face. I guess you could say she pulled off an 'emo' look. It took me a second to recognise who it was, because of all of the snow. I definately knew them though, they went to our school.
"Jewl!" I exclaimed as I dashed down the stairs to try and be of any assistance i could.
"You know this girl?" Tybalt's father asked.
"Yea, she goes to school with us. Is she ok? What happened?" I asked.
We helped her onto the couch, and after Tybalt's mother dried away all of the snow, she lit a fire in the stove and covered Jewl with a blanket. She was out like a light.
"We're not sure. She was knocking weakly at the door, and when we opened it she collapsed into the room." his mother went on. "Oh I hope the poor dear's alright. Her family must be worried!"
I began to wonder why she was out in the cold in the first place, or why she had come here for that matter. She was the kinda girl that you see all the time, but not sure what goes on with them. I always felt she had been keeping an eye on me. Now that she was here, and had found me, I started thinking that idea wasn't so far off.
-
After quite some time, she finally came to. Her head poked around, as if she couldn't figure out where she was.
"Hey Ty! She's up!" I shouted at him.
He came running downstairs and sat on the chair across from me. We both observed to see how she was doing.
"Huh? Roy? Tybalt? Where am I?" she said weakly.
"You're at my house, Jewl." Tybalt said. "We took care of you while you were unconscious. How do you feel?" He lied. He was upstairs the whole time. I sat here and watched her for quite a while. Just to make sure she was alright.
"Oh, that's so nice of you Tybalt." her voice was small, kinda cute even though it was weak.
"What were you doing out in the cold by yourself?" I asked. "It's hard to stay in weather like that."
She paused for a minute, and then sat up on the couch. "Well, I saw you walking here. I wanted to talk to you before but I couldn't keep up so I just stayed a bit behind. I don't want to be creepy or anything."
"I'm here now. What did you want to talk about?" I asked.
"I...can't say now. Sorry." she said while her expression went away.
I didn't bother pushing on much further than that. You all know how I hate making people upset.
-
We just continued talking about school and stuff for next few hours. Whenever we got into talking about family, I got a little upset. So did she from what I could see. We just veered to a different subject after that. The three of us stayed in the living room for what seemed like forever until dinner. Jewl stayed with us for dinner and decided to go home afterwards.
"Are you sure you don't want us to walk you home?" I asked. "It's still cold out, but at least there's no blizzard."
"No. My dad wouild be upset if he saw me with someone else." she quietly headed to the door.
"What do you mean? You'll freeze alone out there! Let us go with you." I tried to reason with her, but she had already left, closing the door with her tail on the way out.
"What was that about?" Ty's dad said behind us.
"I...don't know." Tybalt said. We were all as confused as anyone. Who knows what she could've meant by that.
There was a moment of silence, and all of the lights in the house began to flicker on and off. His parents looked at eachother.
Tybalt's mom spoke up, "Shane, they need our help at work."
Shane? Who's Shane? I've never heard that name before. There was a long pause while I looked about trying to figure out what was going on.
"Alright. Tybalt, take care of the kids. We might have to work late tonight." said his father.
His father's name was Shane? I had no idea. They headed out the door and I was stuck in total confusion.
"What's going on Tybalt?" I asked, sounding worried.
"It's nothing really. The power plant they work at will slightly cut off power to all their workers' homes if they need some extra workers. I guess it's how they call them in to work." he explained.
There was really nothing left to do now. We were stuck playing games with the kids all night. Tybalt never once let up on his jokes that his siblings wouldn't understand. I did laugh at them, most of the time. It started to bug me after a while though. Maybe he was just playing around and didn't really mean it. I wondered how tonight would go, and how my intentions may change. I've already seen that when I'm in a position of love/lust my personality changes dramatically, and I ask myself afterwards, 'What was I thinking?' I'm a little nervous, because if something happens tonight, there is no practice runs. It's the real deal.
I found myself wanting the kids to go to bed sooner. I was trying to tire them out as much as I could, and managed to get his little sister to pass out. Now if I could only convince the other one...
-
It was nearly 1:30 AM when they were both asleep. I was so tired, I thought I wouldn't even be able to stay awake through it all. I started thinking I was expecting too much out of this, I mean you don't usually do it on the first night of finding out you love eachother. Maybe I shouldn't try my luck, until I know he's ready.
We went upstairs and I went into the spare bedroom. I got in on the wall side, and laid there for a bit. It wasn't before long that Tybalt came in after me. He closed the door, shut off the light, and crawled in beside me.
"So..." I said. It was so dark that we couldn't see eachother if we tried.
"So what?" he replied.
"What do you want to do?" I asked, trying to urge him on.
"I don't know. What about you?"
"Well...I'll do anything you want me to."
"But what if I don't know what I want you to do?"
"Then...uhh." How do I respond to something like that? I don't like being the one that starts doing things. I have no initiative, and I like being submissive.
I moved closer and felt around to figure out which way he was laying. He didn't mind that I was touching him, and that was good. He was laying on his side, facing away from me. I turned back to where I was laying, and stared up at the ceiling, even though I couldn't see it.
"Why'd you stop?" I heard him say through the darkness.
"It probably wouldn't have gotten anywhere." I lied.
Time passed. I started hearing light snores coming from his direction. Dammit! I had already lost my chance. I hate myself for not doing anything. I should really learn to take things into my own paws. I started thinking about that for a bit. Taking things into my own paws...I've got it!
I pushed him a bit, and tried talking to him. Not to try and wake him, but to make sure he wasn't awake. There was no response. I felt oppurtunity rushing through me. This was my chance. I could have my way, and if I were quiet enough, he would never know. I longed for the feel of his thickness in my paws, in my mouth, anywhere. I've heard from his parents that he's a really heavy sleeper, so if that's right, then I should be fine.
I moved closer to him, fixing the blankets along the way so there was nothing between us. As I made my way, I could feel it getting warmer, telling me I was getting closer. I held out a paw to feel where he was. I quickly found myself, and pressed closely behind him. I placed my paw on his side facing up, and slowly slid it down to his stomach. He was so incredibly warm. It was pure extacy. I had both of my arms around him and clenching together where they met. I squeezed him as close as I could, as if I was trying to force-fuse our bodies. I wanted his warmth to be all over me, I wanted everything about him so bad.
I held my position, and breathed in slowly. I wanted to ensure he was still asleep. His constant snoring was a good enough queue for me. I backed away a little bit, to allow some room. I took my left paw out from underneath him, and used my right to slowly turn him over onto his back. After every motion I did, I stopped and listened in case he woke up. I moved back closer again, pressing myself against him again. My legs were wrapped around his closest and were put in between his. I put my arms around him again, shifted myself lower, and pulled myself in as close as I could. I was just low enough that I could rest my head on his chest. My eyes had adjusted a bit to the darkness, and I could see his figure. I put myself completely under the blankets by raising them up to about his neck. It was hard to breathe, but I didn't care. I could smell something. It was some sort of sweet scent. I figured it was coming from him. Whatever it was, it was arousing me.
I felt around with my paw on his belly. Soon I found myself going lower, and lower, until I found myself between his legs. I almost jumped when I accidentally found his sheath without notice. I stopped to calm down, and used one of my fingers to trace around his whole area. As I did, the leg I was wrapped around twitched a bit. It wasn't like a spasm twitch, where it was instantly in a different spot and calms down. It just moved around alot, and almost started kicking. Each time he brought his leg up, it rubbed against my own sensitive area, causing more arousal. I built up the courage to start doing more.
My fingers curled around his sac, and massaged slowly. His light snoring stopped, and he grew quiet. I stopped what I was doing in order to drive his attention into sleeping again. His snoring returned after I heard a gulp from above. I went to continue when I was stopped by something touching my back. I froze in shock, and waited for what happened next. I realised it was his paw on my back. He knew I was there, and I was guessing he enjoyed it. I could still tell he was sleeping, but I hadn't done anything yet. My paw was still in the same spot, and my head was moving up and down with his breathing. I went to continue when I felt his paw nearing mine. He pushed my paw away from his area, and began doing it himself.
I peeked up from under the blankets to look at his face. His eyes were shut, and it was a look of restness. He was still sleeping, I was sure of it. I saw his paw move back from his crotch through the blankets. I noticed that there was a spot in the blankets that was sticking up. I felt a sense of happiness, and went back down to where I was. I felt my own member had sneaked out. I trailed my paw back down to where it was. I felt around until I found the base, and made my way slowly up. It was unimaginably warm, and I brought my other paw up from underneath me to hold onto it with both. I just held onto it, it was so nice and warm. Just from the feel I knew it was bigger than mine, or Bolt's. That only made it all the better for me. I brought one of my paws back to touch my face. It was so incredibly warm, and that's all I could think about. With the paw that was still on it, I gripped it and started going up and down. His paw on my back began rubbing me a little.
Overtime, I began going faster and gripping harder. He seemed to be enjoying it more and more, as his light snoring turned into light moaning. I ended up dismissing trying not to wake him up, and got to a quite fast pace. I was trying my hardest to get him off, and kept it up for a long time. It didn't seem to be enough. I sat up, and moved myself around him. I was sitting on my butt in between his legs, with my legs going on either side of him. My cock was pressing somewhere in between his and his tail hole. I had my arms outstretched to his hips, and I stared down. I wasn't sure how ready I was for this, he might be too big for me. I inched my face closer to him, slowly. After a bit I stuck out my tongue in an effort to find him. I stopped when it stuck into my face right underneath my left eye. I felt ridiculous and almost laughed at myself for how pathetic that was. I brought one of my paws back to find it for sure, and hold it place. Here we go again...
I stuck out my tongue in the proper direction this time. When I found the tip I licked about it like a lollipop. It was sweet tasting, and I wanted more of it. It seemed this was the source of the scent that aroused me earlier. I licked my lips and started again. I put my mouth over the head, and swilred my tongue around. His moaning returned from before, and I felt his paw come back to me, only it rested on the back of my head. I listened and heard his breathing between moans. It was so cute, I wanted to kiss him again. But not yet. I moved downwards moreso. My tongue went wild, trying to get as much of it as I could. I made it about three-quarters down before it hilted the back of my throat, and my gag reflex went off. I backed away a bit, and sighed because I couldn't get it all in. I just did what I could.
I started a pace, like before. It started out slow, and continued to get faster. His moans were getting louder, and he started pressing down on my head, urging me to go past my limits. I placed a paw around the base that my lips kissed against to stop me from going too far. His paw retreated as his moans got louder. He began to thrust his hips forward a bit, trying to drive himself deeper. My paw started rubbing as much as it could of him. My breathing was having trouble keeping up, and I was kind of hoping it would be over soon. I didn't want to have to stop, because it would take longer after that. I used my other paw to massage myself, I hopes of distracting myself from the negative aspects. His thrusts got faster and soon knocked my helping paw off.
He thrusted himself one final time, and again my lips hit the base, only my paw wasn't in the way to stop it from going all the way. His cock twitched hard in the back of my throat, as I resisted the gag. I picked up the pace on myself as his already hot member shot even hotter liquids down my throat. I swallowed as much of it as I could, until he stopped completely. I slowly relieved my mouth of his warmth, and focused on myself. I felt my climax sneak up on me, as I finished up by shooting out onto his body. I muted my moans when I took him into my mouth again, to clean off what I missed and what I placed there myself. My own taste was very much different from his, but they were amazing together. I leant up a bit, and went forward to lick my mess off his belly, and then rested myself on top of him, with my head on his chest again. We were both breathing hard, and I felt his heartbeat. I lifted the covers off of my head, and looked up at him.
He was still out like a light, though I'm sure he knows what I did. I crawled up him some more, and gave him a kiss. He didn't kiss back, he was passed right out. I rested myself on top of him, with our retracting hard-ons kissing eachother in their own way. I didn't mean to, but I actually fell asleep on top of him like that. Yet I still couldn't get enough of the warmth.
During as well as after lunch, I thought deeply about what I had just experienced. I guess I was problems trying to cope with what I had just told him, and I was trying to predict how our future would be.
We were speechless throughout lunchtime, until afterwards when we were back in his room.
I followed him in and sat down on the bed while he closed the door behind us. I sighed deeply and was about to say something, but I was cut off.
"I'm not so sure what to think about this all. I mean I'm happy you've told me, but I don't what's going on in my mind right now." Tybalt said.
I tried to figure out what he meant by that. "Well, how long have you felt like this? You used to be the one who said you'd nevr end up gay, and that you could never see yourself like that. Where did this come from?"
"I don't know. I guess I kinda got used to having you around, and now I want you around a hell of alot more. I guess my feeling were developed by how much time we're spending together, and how similar we are and so on. I've never told you this, but I've always thought of leaving my options open. I never truthfully said I'd never like a boy." he sat down next to me.
"So does this mean that you're saying you've fallen in love with me as well?" I pestered on.
"Well, I definately feel something towards you Roy. If that's not what it is then I don't know. This is all so new to me. It's different somehow." he said with a blush.
I leant over on him and clung my arms around. We fell backward onto the bed and I was laying on his chest. He was so warm, and comfortable. So nice...
"Well I'm glad we've gotten this over with." I said, snuggling closer.
"Yea...me too." he said quietly. He put his arms around me as well, and held me as close as he could. My legs were both on top of and underneath his leg closest to me. I closed my eyes, and laid in comfort for as long as I could.
Vicious winds could be heard from outside. I lifted my head and looked out the window above us.
"There seems to be a blizzard out there. It's a good thing I showed up when I did!" I said happily.
Our moment was soon ended, by a ruckus of noises coming from downstairs. We sat up and our ears perked to try and hear what was going on. There were muffled shouts of grief, so we decided to go find out what was wrong.
"Maybe they're having a fit about the weather." Tybalt suggested as we headed down the stairs.
Well he wasn't right. But it was a pretty serious situation. We saw most of the family huddled around a brightly colored orange Eevee. She had ears like a vulpix, and excess fur covering almost half of her face. I guess you could say she pulled off an 'emo' look. It took me a second to recognise who it was, because of all of the snow. I definately knew them though, they went to our school.
"Jewl!" I exclaimed as I dashed down the stairs to try and be of any assistance i could.
"You know this girl?" Tybalt's father asked.
"Yea, she goes to school with us. Is she ok? What happened?" I asked.
We helped her onto the couch, and after Tybalt's mother dried away all of the snow, she lit a fire in the stove and covered Jewl with a blanket. She was out like a light.
"We're not sure. She was knocking weakly at the door, and when we opened it she collapsed into the room." his mother went on. "Oh I hope the poor dear's alright. Her family must be worried!"
I began to wonder why she was out in the cold in the first place, or why she had come here for that matter. She was the kinda girl that you see all the time, but not sure what goes on with them. I always felt she had been keeping an eye on me. Now that she was here, and had found me, I started thinking that idea wasn't so far off.
-
After quite some time, she finally came to. Her head poked around, as if she couldn't figure out where she was.
"Hey Ty! She's up!" I shouted at him.
He came running downstairs and sat on the chair across from me. We both observed to see how she was doing.
"Huh? Roy? Tybalt? Where am I?" she said weakly.
"You're at my house, Jewl." Tybalt said. "We took care of you while you were unconscious. How do you feel?" He lied. He was upstairs the whole time. I sat here and watched her for quite a while. Just to make sure she was alright.
"Oh, that's so nice of you Tybalt." her voice was small, kinda cute even though it was weak.
"What were you doing out in the cold by yourself?" I asked. "It's hard to stay in weather like that."
She paused for a minute, and then sat up on the couch. "Well, I saw you walking here. I wanted to talk to you before but I couldn't keep up so I just stayed a bit behind. I don't want to be creepy or anything."
"I'm here now. What did you want to talk about?" I asked.
"I...can't say now. Sorry." she said while her expression went away.
I didn't bother pushing on much further than that. You all know how I hate making people upset.
-
We just continued talking about school and stuff for next few hours. Whenever we got into talking about family, I got a little upset. So did she from what I could see. We just veered to a different subject after that. The three of us stayed in the living room for what seemed like forever until dinner. Jewl stayed with us for dinner and decided to go home afterwards.
"Are you sure you don't want us to walk you home?" I asked. "It's still cold out, but at least there's no blizzard."
"No. My dad wouild be upset if he saw me with someone else." she quietly headed to the door.
"What do you mean? You'll freeze alone out there! Let us go with you." I tried to reason with her, but she had already left, closing the door with her tail on the way out.
"What was that about?" Ty's dad said behind us.
"I...don't know." Tybalt said. We were all as confused as anyone. Who knows what she could've meant by that.
There was a moment of silence, and all of the lights in the house began to flicker on and off. His parents looked at eachother.
Tybalt's mom spoke up, "Shane, they need our help at work."
Shane? Who's Shane? I've never heard that name before. There was a long pause while I looked about trying to figure out what was going on.
"Alright. Tybalt, take care of the kids. We might have to work late tonight." said his father.
His father's name was Shane? I had no idea. They headed out the door and I was stuck in total confusion.
"What's going on Tybalt?" I asked, sounding worried.
"It's nothing really. The power plant they work at will slightly cut off power to all their workers' homes if they need some extra workers. I guess it's how they call them in to work." he explained.
There was really nothing left to do now. We were stuck playing games with the kids all night. Tybalt never once let up on his jokes that his siblings wouldn't understand. I did laugh at them, most of the time. It started to bug me after a while though. Maybe he was just playing around and didn't really mean it. I wondered how tonight would go, and how my intentions may change. I've already seen that when I'm in a position of love/lust my personality changes dramatically, and I ask myself afterwards, 'What was I thinking?' I'm a little nervous, because if something happens tonight, there is no practice runs. It's the real deal.
I found myself wanting the kids to go to bed sooner. I was trying to tire them out as much as I could, and managed to get his little sister to pass out. Now if I could only convince the other one...
-
It was nearly 1:30 AM when they were both asleep. I was so tired, I thought I wouldn't even be able to stay awake through it all. I started thinking I was expecting too much out of this, I mean you don't usually do it on the first night of finding out you love eachother. Maybe I shouldn't try my luck, until I know he's ready.
We went upstairs and I went into the spare bedroom. I got in on the wall side, and laid there for a bit. It wasn't before long that Tybalt came in after me. He closed the door, shut off the light, and crawled in beside me.
"So..." I said. It was so dark that we couldn't see eachother if we tried.
"So what?" he replied.
"What do you want to do?" I asked, trying to urge him on.
"I don't know. What about you?"
"Well...I'll do anything you want me to."
"But what if I don't know what I want you to do?"
"Then...uhh." How do I respond to something like that? I don't like being the one that starts doing things. I have no initiative, and I like being submissive.
I moved closer and felt around to figure out which way he was laying. He didn't mind that I was touching him, and that was good. He was laying on his side, facing away from me. I turned back to where I was laying, and stared up at the ceiling, even though I couldn't see it.
"Why'd you stop?" I heard him say through the darkness.
"It probably wouldn't have gotten anywhere." I lied.
Time passed. I started hearing light snores coming from his direction. Dammit! I had already lost my chance. I hate myself for not doing anything. I should really learn to take things into my own paws. I started thinking about that for a bit. Taking things into my own paws...I've got it!
I pushed him a bit, and tried talking to him. Not to try and wake him, but to make sure he wasn't awake. There was no response. I felt oppurtunity rushing through me. This was my chance. I could have my way, and if I were quiet enough, he would never know. I longed for the feel of his thickness in my paws, in my mouth, anywhere. I've heard from his parents that he's a really heavy sleeper, so if that's right, then I should be fine.
I moved closer to him, fixing the blankets along the way so there was nothing between us. As I made my way, I could feel it getting warmer, telling me I was getting closer. I held out a paw to feel where he was. I quickly found myself, and pressed closely behind him. I placed my paw on his side facing up, and slowly slid it down to his stomach. He was so incredibly warm. It was pure extacy. I had both of my arms around him and clenching together where they met. I squeezed him as close as I could, as if I was trying to force-fuse our bodies. I wanted his warmth to be all over me, I wanted everything about him so bad.
I held my position, and breathed in slowly. I wanted to ensure he was still asleep. His constant snoring was a good enough queue for me. I backed away a little bit, to allow some room. I took my left paw out from underneath him, and used my right to slowly turn him over onto his back. After every motion I did, I stopped and listened in case he woke up. I moved back closer again, pressing myself against him again. My legs were wrapped around his closest and were put in between his. I put my arms around him again, shifted myself lower, and pulled myself in as close as I could. I was just low enough that I could rest my head on his chest. My eyes had adjusted a bit to the darkness, and I could see his figure. I put myself completely under the blankets by raising them up to about his neck. It was hard to breathe, but I didn't care. I could smell something. It was some sort of sweet scent. I figured it was coming from him. Whatever it was, it was arousing me.
I felt around with my paw on his belly. Soon I found myself going lower, and lower, until I found myself between his legs. I almost jumped when I accidentally found his sheath without notice. I stopped to calm down, and used one of my fingers to trace around his whole area. As I did, the leg I was wrapped around twitched a bit. It wasn't like a spasm twitch, where it was instantly in a different spot and calms down. It just moved around alot, and almost started kicking. Each time he brought his leg up, it rubbed against my own sensitive area, causing more arousal. I built up the courage to start doing more.
My fingers curled around his sac, and massaged slowly. His light snoring stopped, and he grew quiet. I stopped what I was doing in order to drive his attention into sleeping again. His snoring returned after I heard a gulp from above. I went to continue when I was stopped by something touching my back. I froze in shock, and waited for what happened next. I realised it was his paw on my back. He knew I was there, and I was guessing he enjoyed it. I could still tell he was sleeping, but I hadn't done anything yet. My paw was still in the same spot, and my head was moving up and down with his breathing. I went to continue when I felt his paw nearing mine. He pushed my paw away from his area, and began doing it himself.
I peeked up from under the blankets to look at his face. His eyes were shut, and it was a look of restness. He was still sleeping, I was sure of it. I saw his paw move back from his crotch through the blankets. I noticed that there was a spot in the blankets that was sticking up. I felt a sense of happiness, and went back down to where I was. I felt my own member had sneaked out. I trailed my paw back down to where it was. I felt around until I found the base, and made my way slowly up. It was unimaginably warm, and I brought my other paw up from underneath me to hold onto it with both. I just held onto it, it was so nice and warm. Just from the feel I knew it was bigger than mine, or Bolt's. That only made it all the better for me. I brought one of my paws back to touch my face. It was so incredibly warm, and that's all I could think about. With the paw that was still on it, I gripped it and started going up and down. His paw on my back began rubbing me a little.
Overtime, I began going faster and gripping harder. He seemed to be enjoying it more and more, as his light snoring turned into light moaning. I ended up dismissing trying not to wake him up, and got to a quite fast pace. I was trying my hardest to get him off, and kept it up for a long time. It didn't seem to be enough. I sat up, and moved myself around him. I was sitting on my butt in between his legs, with my legs going on either side of him. My cock was pressing somewhere in between his and his tail hole. I had my arms outstretched to his hips, and I stared down. I wasn't sure how ready I was for this, he might be too big for me. I inched my face closer to him, slowly. After a bit I stuck out my tongue in an effort to find him. I stopped when it stuck into my face right underneath my left eye. I felt ridiculous and almost laughed at myself for how pathetic that was. I brought one of my paws back to find it for sure, and hold it place. Here we go again...
I stuck out my tongue in the proper direction this time. When I found the tip I licked about it like a lollipop. It was sweet tasting, and I wanted more of it. It seemed this was the source of the scent that aroused me earlier. I licked my lips and started again. I put my mouth over the head, and swilred my tongue around. His moaning returned from before, and I felt his paw come back to me, only it rested on the back of my head. I listened and heard his breathing between moans. It was so cute, I wanted to kiss him again. But not yet. I moved downwards moreso. My tongue went wild, trying to get as much of it as I could. I made it about three-quarters down before it hilted the back of my throat, and my gag reflex went off. I backed away a bit, and sighed because I couldn't get it all in. I just did what I could.
I started a pace, like before. It started out slow, and continued to get faster. His moans were getting louder, and he started pressing down on my head, urging me to go past my limits. I placed a paw around the base that my lips kissed against to stop me from going too far. His paw retreated as his moans got louder. He began to thrust his hips forward a bit, trying to drive himself deeper. My paw started rubbing as much as it could of him. My breathing was having trouble keeping up, and I was kind of hoping it would be over soon. I didn't want to have to stop, because it would take longer after that. I used my other paw to massage myself, I hopes of distracting myself from the negative aspects. His thrusts got faster and soon knocked my helping paw off.
He thrusted himself one final time, and again my lips hit the base, only my paw wasn't in the way to stop it from going all the way. His cock twitched hard in the back of my throat, as I resisted the gag. I picked up the pace on myself as his already hot member shot even hotter liquids down my throat. I swallowed as much of it as I could, until he stopped completely. I slowly relieved my mouth of his warmth, and focused on myself. I felt my climax sneak up on me, as I finished up by shooting out onto his body. I muted my moans when I took him into my mouth again, to clean off what I missed and what I placed there myself. My own taste was very much different from his, but they were amazing together. I leant up a bit, and went forward to lick my mess off his belly, and then rested myself on top of him, with my head on his chest again. We were both breathing hard, and I felt his heartbeat. I lifted the covers off of my head, and looked up at him.
He was still out like a light, though I'm sure he knows what I did. I crawled up him some more, and gave him a kiss. He didn't kiss back, he was passed right out. I rested myself on top of him, with our retracting hard-ons kissing eachother in their own way. I didn't mean to, but I actually fell asleep on top of him like that. Yet I still couldn't get enough of the warmth.