For Mr J, as he was riding me pretty hard (…no pun intended) in IRC about the last one being too short.
Brushing his light red fur, Mr J happily hummed. Closing his eyes and toweling off, he felt something sneaking up behind him, but pretended to not notice. Chris' hands slowly moved over Mr J's sides and towards his stomach, then moving south slowly as he decreased the space between them. They instinctively moved towards the bed, and J stopped abruptly, knowing they didn't have time to fool around. Chris licked the nape of J's neck, and started kissing the side of his face as his hands worked him up and down slowly then quickly, slowly then quickly… Mr J fell onto the bed, almost assuming the position, but managed to stop Chris before he was past the point of no return saying to him that they would have more time later whilst he was weakly pushing him away. Chris laughed and merely nodded, proud of how weak he had made J be at the knees with just his hands. Mr J blushed as he tried to prop himself up on the bed, regaining himself. Chris retrieved Mr J's brush, and sat on the bed next to him.
"Sorry, I'll be better tonight…" said Chris, suddenly sheepish.
"It's fine, really… I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it. We just don't have enough time if we're still going to meet the guys at the Fox and the Hound." J said back, still a little winded.
"Right, right…" Chris softly calls back, starting to brush Mr J gently. For a fennec fox, J had a long coat, but Chris liked that about him. He started to work J's tail when J pushed him on the bed and kissed him deeply, passionately. Chris' body went limp as he surrendered to his love's loving. Suddenly, though, it was all over, leaving Chris hot and bothered with no catharsis. J giggled, "Now we're even." and put on his clothes, slowly and teasingly bending over for an exaggeratedly long time whilst pulling on his skinny jeans. Chris threw a pillow at him and laughed, standing up.
"You're not going wearing that, are you?" Mr J said with an almost derisive smile.
"What's wrong with this?" Chris said, pointing out his ensemble, "I thought you liked this polo on me…" his tail lowered, a little embarrassed.
Mr J slipped on an obscure band tour shirt and consoled him, "You look great. But it's a bar, nothing fancy. Khakis are a no-no." at this he pulled down his pants in one smooth motion.
"Maybe I could go like this." Chris laughed, posing in his skivvies like a superhero.
Mr J went into his closet and threw some baggy jeans at him, simply saying "Here, these'll do."
Chris slipped them on, and went to grab his wallet and keys. Before he could even make it out the door, Mr J stopped him by saying, "Chris… Best behavior tonight, right?"
Chris only smiled as a response and disappeared into the recesses of their shared home.
They had been living together as roommates for maybe 5 months, all the while getting closer and closer… Staying up late watching cheesy horror movies, playing video games together, helping each other out… They each began to harbor a small crush for each other. That small spark grew eventually grew into a fire, and one day Chris finally admitted to it. Mr J was so astonished that his love was requited that he was positively nonplussed. They simply stared at each other for a painfully long 10 seconds that seemed to last hours until J darted into Chris and held him as tight as he could. After an awkwardly sloppy first kiss, they decided the best thing to do was take things slow, but they soon grew weary of that rule… Opting instead to do as they felt naturally inclined to, yet being too shy to actually go all the way yet…
'That was the closest we've gotten to actually…' thought Chris, interrupting himself, knowing that he shouldn't get himself excited again. Picking up his phone, wallet, keys, and a pack of gum, he checked himself out in his mirror. He tousled his fur a little, and smoothed his snout a little before returning to find Mr J waiting for him at the door.
"Finally ready…?" Mr J asked, faking a yawn.
After a short drive, they made it to the bar fashionably late. Sitting down at the booth their friends had situated into, they went ahead an dropped the news on them as a first order of business, telling the rest of the guys that they were officially a couple. It was received incredibly well, and the group even drank to their newfound relationship. After a few rounds, Chris was getting tipsy, but Mr J (who drew the short straw) was the designated driver and as such was very much sober when he felt a sudden, warm sensation in his pants as Chris started to play with him under the table. Slowly and covertly stroking him, Chris started to smile as a friend kept talking and talking to him whilst Mr J's manhood twitched in his hand, fighting pleasure. Mr J put his hand on Chris' arm, and leaned into him, closing his eyes as he acquiesced. Chris' movements became more certain, and he began to work more of the shaft when J moaned a little.
"Oh, is he alright?" inquired your friend Stephen, a bear with a tendency towards touting total inanities for hours at end.
Chris nodded and stated, "J's just a little tired, aren't you?"
Mr J feebly answered to the affirmative and asked if he and Chris could be excused for a little bit.
They walked towards the bathroom together, and once inside J started to nag Chris for not containing himself like he was asked… "You won't get your reward tonight if you don't start behaving a little better… Stephen could have totally seen what you were doing!"
"I know, I know…" Chris reported, sobering up, "I'll behave like the good little husky I was raised to be."
Mr J laughed at the earnest face and tail wag his boyfriend was doing, and gave him a peck on the lips. They staggered their exit from the bathroom to sort've wave away any suspicions that might arisen from their simultaneous bathroom visit and sat back down at their booth.
Everyone had already headed home when Mr J walked Chris back out to their car. On the road, J praised him by saying, "You did really well after we talked… Just for that, I'll keep my end of the bargain." Chris perked up, asking if he really meant it, but Mr J turned up the radio and started singing along without answering him.
Unlocking the door, Mr J leaned into Chris, holding and caressing him. They began to kiss, softly at first, but after the door was closed it erupted into a passionate makeout, even more intense than the one they'd had on J's bed, which, coincidentally was where they were presently headed. Chris began to remove his shirt as his other half fumbled with his own belt, both of them knowing each second their fur isn't in contact with the other's is a second wasted. Soon they met in an embrace once more, this time completely naked, bodies pressed together as their tongues met one another intimately. They stumbled their way to the bed whilst kissing, simply falling on top of the sheets… This time around it was Mr J using his hands, working Chris as best as he could. Chris let the feelings rush through his entire body when suddenly, it stopped. Before he could look down to see what had happened, an entirely new experience took over him as Mr J began licking the sides of his member, and then proceeded to lightly sucking upon the glans. A hot feeling surged through him as he began to pant, just as his pelvis started moving on its own, driving him deeper into J's mouth. Chris was seconds from orgasm when J stopped and began kissing Chris again. Chris knew that this was his way of saying "trade me" and devilishly grinned as he started to go down on him… He lightly licked the very tip a few times before trying to throat it completely, making the already hypersensitive fox go insane with pleasure… He began to twitch in Chris' mouth as he did in he bar, showing Chris he was nearing his limit… Chris switched off with him, knowing that with each trade off the climaxes were getting stronger and stronger with more and more effort being forced into them.
Mr J was gentler this time around, licking all around him while he was in his mouth at an even rate… He began to move his head back and forth as he kept the circular motion going, prompting Chris to reposition himself into a 69 stance, so he wouldn't be outdone. He used his hand while sucking on the tip with the occasional base to tip lick. J started moaning, and he started to twitch yet again. Just as Chris noticed this, though, a jolt of electricity went through him as he melted away into J, when J did the same, releasing directly into Chris' mouth.
They lay there, gasping for breath, for maybe 2 minutes when J asks, "Now that we're warmed up, are you ready for the real thing…?"
Chris hugged him and whispered, "Yes." before nibbling on J's ear. It was going to be a fun night.
Fin.
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