A Boring Afternoon

Silas sighed as he flopped down onto his bed, the 10-year-old alligator boy staring up at the white ceiling, only the sounds of the washing machine in the next room and the idle chatter of his parents downstairs filling his ears. This day was quickly turning out to be truly dull, in every measure. Every single one of his friends was busy with something, whether it be schoolwork or some other other friend. His PC had bit the dust just a few days ago, his brother's old video card to replace the dead one not arriving through mail until about a week from then. He could watch the TV, but absolutely nothing on air interested him, a deluge of trashy reality shows simply making him want to throw a brick through the screen. So the alligator resigned to his fate, laying sprawled out on his bed, motionless as he closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. That went on for about a minute until even his own breath bored him to death, Silas grunting as he tossed and turned. There had to be something he could do, anything! Finally his eyes lit up as he sprinted to his door, cracking it open as slowly as he could, sneaking right up to the stairs and listening in to his parent's, making sure they were both downstairs. After making sure, he snuck up to his parent's room, pushing the door open, the bedroom bathed in a warm glow as sunlight was filtered through a red curtain pulled over the window. Silas grinned as he rubbed his hands together, scanning the room. Doing a little bit of snooping around was always fun, the boy having found many fun things over the years. He'd found out that santa wasn't real just a few years ago as he stared at the white fake beard and red hat sitting in his dad's closet. And last time around, a few months back, he found a half-eaten bag of gummy bears stashed in his mom's bedside table, the treats tasting just that much sweeter when he knew he shouldn't be indulging in them. Just what sorts of secrets and treasures would he come across this time? 

Silas first dug through the bedside tables of both his mom and his dad, disappointed to only find a few wadded up tissues, crime magazines, and some old books. Undeterred, he next focused his attention onto the large closets sitting next to his parent's bed, sliding doors concealing several shelves and closet rods. He first started on his mother's side of the closet, the familiar and comforting smell of her wafting into the room as soon as he slid the door open, rows of her clothing hanging alongside some random bits and pieces stuffed on the shelves. A flashlight, an old hunting BB gun, some more books, a few karaoke videotapes, batteries, and not much else. He blushed lightly as he pulled out a pair of white lace panties, gently putting them back onto the shelf. The boy was slightly disappointed, hoping he'd find something juicy like another stash of candies or maybe even his Christmas presents. Sure, it's unlikely his Christmas presents would be hidden in there in the middle of summer, but you can always hope. Ah well, there was always the other half of the closet, his father's side. Silas was greeted with a few boxes as he opened the other side up: a box of Christmas lights as well as the Christmas tree stand, a few miscellaneous boxes of tools, his old boots, nothing too exciting. That is until he laid his eyes on something odd, right at the back of the closet, tucked behind some random junk. He leaned down to fish it out, a small crimson red cardboard box with a pair of lips on the top of it, no other markings or logos anywhere on the outside. This definitely wasn't here the last time he had poked around in the closet, so why was it right at the back? His large and scaly tail wagged lightly as he threw the box onto the bed, this  was what he had been looking for: a secret! Now all that remained was cracking it open and seeing what his dad went through all that trouble to hide. 

The top of the box flipped open to reveal some violet paper wadded up to pad and conceal whatever was buried beneath. The inside of the top also had some writing, printed in a flowy pink font, 
"Carnal Pleasures" 
That seemed like the name of the company that made… whatever it is that was hidden in the box. Right under it was another row of writing, in a slightly smaller font, 
"Bella - Feral k9" 
Now what did that mean? Only one way to find out for sure. Silas' heart beat faster and faster as he grabbed the paper on top, taking a breath before yanking it out of the way. Inside was an odd rubbery lump of some sort, white in colour with a few black splotches, roughly cylindrical and about the size of the boy's arm in terms of thickness. The alligator poked at it, the thing pretty soft. Further investigation was necessary to determine the exact nature of the mystery object. He grabbed it and pulled it out of the box, finding a hole in both ends of it, a small tunnel leading all the way through the thing. He flipped it around, trying to study what it was, the odd shape of one of the ends intriguing him, as if he almost recognised it from somewhere: a sort of triangular thing lining the hole, with what seemed like fur textured all around it. Silas stared at it for a few more seconds before his jaw dropped, he HAD seen this before, between the back legs of the neighbours dog! The friendly pooch was a familiar sight around the neighbourhood, and every now and then she'd lift her tail while he just so happened to glance towards her backside, the sight burned into his memory. The shape of the dog's pussy, the puffy little spade, that was what this was! The alligator almost gasped as he finally understood what the "feral k9" meant. So then this rubbery thing was a… toy, an adult toy, a fleshlight. He'd heard of these a few times on his journeys on the Internet, but this was the first time he'd seen one in person, never-mind one modelled after a canine. For a few moments he was simply intrigued, but that soon turned into another emotion entirely as he truly realised the opportunity before him, his shorts getting a bit too tight in the front. 

Silas took the empty box and tucked it securely into the back of the closet, hoping that no one would be opening it up until he could return the toy. After that he peeked out of the bedroom, making sure the way was clear before sprinting to his room with the fleshlight in tow, throwing the door closed behind him. He laid the silicone treasure on his bed, kneeling down and laying his head in front of it, enamoured by the invitingly lips. He pressed his nose right up to it, taking a deep breath, one hand snaking down the front of his shorts and into his boxers, grabbing his hard cock. He could smell a mixture of silicone and manly musk, confirming that his dad had indeed used it to relieve some pressures sometime in the past. Almost instinctively, Silas' tongue snaked into the opening, the canine lips spreading open as he pushed inside, slathering the toy's insides with his slick saliva. The boy could feel texturing on the fleshlight's walls, the first half softly dimpled while the other half was ridged. The snug tunnel wasn't entirely straight either, curving up and down before straightening up towards the end. He pulled his long tongue out with a slight squelching sound as he panted, his shaft rock hard. The alligator had finally found something for him to do. 

Silas spit a glob of his saliva onto his hand, grabbing his rod and giving it a few strokes to spread the makeshift lube around, drops of precum already staining the carpet under him. He brought the toy to the edge of the bed, him kneeling in front of it, aiming his tip at the entrance. With a small push he slipped inside, the soft silicone stretching around his cock. The boy closed his eyes and let out a moan, the experience of the toy squeezing his dick unlike nothing he had ever felt before. Silas had only had experience with his own hands up until this point, the fleshlight milking his balls a lot better than he ever could himself. He was soon balls deep inside of the toy, leaning forwards and widening his stance to start railing it, the bedroom filled with lewd squishing and suction sounds as the boy grunted. Though it was only a tube of silicone wrapped around his cock, behind his closed eyes he could imagine it to be so much more. Visions of all of his past crushes splayed wide open flashed in front of him, the sounds of their moans and begs for more teasing his ears. But none of them stuck for long, only one scene staying in his imagination: the neighbour's dog. The bitch lifting her tail high above her back as she presents herself to Silas, him coming up behind her and ramming his shaft into her needy cunt, breeding the canine in heat, the dog pushing back against his cock as it erupts with ropes of his seed. Silas could feel his legs shaking as his heartbeat filled his ears, letting out a warbling moan as he thrust in as deep into the toy as he could and let loose his load. Sprays of cum shot out from the other end of the fleshlight, splattering onto his bedsheets as his dick throbbed. The force of his orgasm was great enough that he felt light headed, grabbing the toy as he lied back on the floor, still gently pumping it around his shaft as he stared up at the ceiling, feeling the cunt filling up with his hot cum. After several minutes of riding the waves of pure pleasure, he felt his orgasm coming to an end, panting hard. He slowly pulled the fleshlight up off of his cock, sticky white globs pouring out of it onto his scaled crotch as it inched higher. Finally his length slipped out of the hole, a wave of cum splashing onto his belly alongside it. The spade was absolutely filled with his cream, the lips covered in it. Silas sighed with pleasure as he let the toy rest on his chest, the rest of his hot load slowly trickling out of both ends of it as he breathed and panted. Dad definitely had good tastes in toys.