Jorji - May 10, 2013 M/m, Oral - Feline/lizard Written by Afril, Edited by Chaos Blackwing (cl) 2013 The Gay Furry Association Jorji under the desk Jorji giggled as he crouched under Mr. Whiker's desk. The desk had been moved away from the wall, giving him plenty of 'hiding-behind' room, if he needed it. It was a half-day at school, and instead of sitting around the house, the young reptile wanted to spend the time at his father's business. "Ok... As long as you stay out of the way." Jorji intended to stay very much out of the way - Under Mr. Whiker's desk. The feline took a 2-hour nap every afternoon. He heard daddy complain about his boss' laziness plenty of times, And how the male could sleep through an earthquake. Jorji wouldn't have much cared, but at the last office party, he got the shock of his life. He was standing in front of the toilet (he had his pants around his ankles - They were his 'Good' pants, and he wasn't about to pee on them), when in came Mr. Whiker. The adult smelled of drink and swayed a little as he went over to the toilet. Unzipping his pants he pulled his half-hard dick out and proceeded to urinate right in front of the stunned lizard. When he was finished, he shook it, making the meat-pole wag and bob in front of the young male. Green eyes stared at the maleness as if to memorize every curve and bump - He had seen other dicks before, but none so big! "Like what you see?" Jorji nodded, trying to swallow a dust-lump the size of his head. Mr. Whiker just chuckled, stuffed the prize back into his pants, and zipped them up. Reaching down, he patted the stricken lizard's naked rump. "Cute butt, kid..." The reptile somehow got his pants back up, and floated out of the bathroom. The hand stirred feelings in him - A warmth that made his penis stiffen every time he thought about it. A desire, a hunger to touch the adult's maleness... To do things to it and with it that he had only heard about in whispers from other cubs. And after a lifetime of plotting and planning, here he was - Hiding under his idol's desk, waiting for the male to come and sit and sleep. When Jorji heard the door open and saw a familiar pair of legs enter the office, he slipped out the gap in the back, barely breathing as more than once the clawed feet almost touched him... To come this far, just to get caught? Wel, it wasn't like he was doing anything - Not yet. It took an eternity, but at last Mr. Whiker was half-sprawled in his chair, legs apart enough for him to crawl between them. The reptile lightly touched the bulging crotch, ready to vanish should the male so much as twitch... When nothing happened, he slowly slid the zipper down, watching the golden treasures appear before his green eyes. There was enough light to see the short but fat sheath staring up at him and he stifled another giggle, ever so carefully lifting out the furry ball-sack, letting it spill over his fingers. He clutched it gently, sniffing the musky odor, then rubbing his snout against the orbs - Even daring to kiss them. Another quick look upward to make sure the slack-jawed face wasn't showing signs of waking, he held onto the round bit of skin and fur that held the thing he had dreamed of ever since that holiday party. Jorji stared at it for a moment, unsure if he should tug on it, or twist it, or exactly how to get the penis inside it to come out - Like his Daddy's, his just kinda hung out there. Dang! Well - If he couldn't touch it, he could still taste it. Holding the sheath gently he pressed his tongue against the slit at the end, pressing in until it opened and he touched... The Tip. A thrill ran through him and his dick was tenting his shorts by now. Very carefully he pushed in a little bit more, trying to feel more than taste the fleshy appendage... Mr. Whiker grunted. Jorgi's tongue reeled itself back in and he was ready to disappear in a heartbeat. But the feline didn't wake and the young male sighed in relief. Then he watched as the sheath still in his hands twitched and split, letting it's contents slide free to touch the lizard's nose. He went cross-eyes for a moment before moving his head back and staring at the meat-stick. It looked the same, it smelled the same... But it was much closer and he touched his tongue to the end again, watching it swell and thicken. This alone would fuel several night's worth of fantasies, but he wasn't here to jerk-off... His hands were too busy gently caressing the throbbing shaft, while he covered the head with soft kisses and licks. A drop of something clear appeared at the tip, and the male gently lapped it up, not wanting to leave any traces he had been there. The liquid was sweet and sticky and before he knew what he was doing, the feline maleness was inside his mouth, his teeth just touching the warm skin. Another drop bubbled up and onto his tongue, and he swirled it around the cone-shaped head, hoping to get more... Mr. Whiker grunted. The feline reached down, patted his face, mumbling a name. Then he scratched his side, folded his arms and went back to snoozing again. When Jorji could get his heart started again, he tried to pull his snout off the maleness - It was just too risky, but his mouth had other plans. Instead of sliding back, it went downward, taking another inch of throbbing meat in. Then another... The head wedged against the back of his throat, but he had managed most of the length, and was content to just let his tongue caress what he had inside his snout. Then the hips moved. The lizard's head was pushed up with the pressure, and as it slid back down over his lips, over his tongue, the young male shivered again. He held still for a long moment, letting the feline hump that wonderful piece of warm meat into his mouth, his hands squeezing the base, tugging upward gently. Then they stopped and he bobbed his head, slowly at first, then faster, sucking on the erection, wanting every sticky/sweet droplet that was coming out of the penis he had lusted after for so long. Suddenly, Mr. Whiker grunted loudly and thrust his hips upward. The reptile froze in mid-bob, feeling the dick pulse inside his mouth... Then it spat something warm and sticky. He swallowed it. Another glob hit the back of his throat and he swallowed again... The third time it happened, he started sucking again, milking the shaft, wanting to drain the throbbing maleness of it's hot liquid. The feline yowled and arched up, pinning Jorji's head under the desk, giving several more long thick squirts for the reptile to swallow, before his rear flumped back on the seat and the male just lay panting... Slim, scaled fingers gently tugged upwards, getting the last of the goo to slide out of the little slit and onto the warm tongue - Salty, starchy. Mmmmmmm... He held the penis in his hands and mouth until it got soft and slid back into it's holder, giving the tip a kiss before it disappeared. He cradled the now smaller nut-sack, sighing as he slid them back into the pants, then touched the feline-sheath longingly... "Thank You," he whispered to it, before gently sliding the zipper back up. Carefully sliding out from under the desk, Jorji looked at the clock - Not even an hour had passed? He licked his lips, looking at the feline's crotch. With any luck he could get a drink of water, use the bathroom, see what Dad was up to... And maybe sneak back in for a second nuzzling before the adult awoke? And if not today, there would be another half-day when he could come to the office. And at the next holiday party? Why not - Most of the adult's didn't remember what they did the night before anyway. The reptile quietly slid out of the office, heading for the water-cooler, not noticing the golden eyes following his cute butt as it slipped out the door. The feline rubbed his nuts - Damn! The kid had an appetite. He wasn't asleep when those slim fingers pulled his zipper down. He definitely wasn't asleep when that hot tongue probed his sheath... He laughed, having almost blown his 'cover' when he reached down to caress the scaled face - But he couldn't resist how happy the youth had looked, just holding his dick in that hot mouth. Met shivered, rubbing his aching nut-sack. Little bastard would probably suck on those too, given half a chance. And the feline intended to make sure the cute male had plenty of chances to kneel between his legs. He watched as the lad tried to get a paper cone out of the dispenser - Sometimes they got jammed in the slot and it was nearly impossible to get one out. Besides, a muzzle-job that good deserved a soda... And if he just happened to get that cute butt in his lap while the male drank it, so much the better. He might get one for himself - It was a couple of hours until work ended and if the sexy lizard wanted to try for seconds, he would need to keep his strength up. The End...?