Disclaimer : All characters and events in this story are completely fictional, any relations to real people or situations are completely coincintal.
Contains : Cub, Age difference, Oral, Anal, Musk, NSFW content.
\t\t\t\t Raindrops
\t\t\t\tBy CurlyTailX
\t"It always rains on bad days..." Sighed the small beige feline, Curls, as he slowly dragging his rubber boots through each puddle as he passed them. The young feline would look up to the dark gray sky. The kitten had just turned 9 years old, and was not heading home from school. He thought to himself how the day should have been fun, how he should have enjoyed his birthday. Instead, all he got was some bullying, scolding from his teacher, and worst yet, he missed his bus home. Now he had to walk home in his raincoat and boots that he packed for a day like this. With the thunder occasionally rolling softly from the distance, it became more and more important that he got home sooner. While he was certainly mature for his age, and handled some light rain trickle well, two things always got him into a state of panic and nervousness when it stormed. Lightning, and heavy rain.
\tSuddenly, a loud road of thunder rushed to the ears of the kitten, who nearly shrieked in terror, as he began rushing, holding his bag tightly and trying to find somewhere to wait the storm out. He came across a house on the corner of the nearest street with a porchlight off. It didn't look like anyone was home, and it was certainly a better choice than getting soaked, or worse. Curls lifted his feet and began sprinting as quickly as he could. Another loud strike in his ear sent his last step off with a bit more spring than intended, faceplanting into the large wooden door. He fell to his back, now rubbing his nose, as he looked over to see the damage he'd done. Luckily, there wasn't anything wrong with the property, except for the light drips of blood now falling to the wooden patio floor. His eyes widened, feeling his nose over once more and realized he had whacked himself harder than he expected from the leap.
\tWith a rather unexpected creak, the door would open, and a shadowy figure would seem to reach out from the darkness inside. With a shriek of surprise and fear, the feline fell back and passied out, drifting into unconciousness. The shadow would grab the boy, and bring him inside, the door closing softly behind him.
\tDrip drop, plip plop, the clock is ticking, the rain won't stop.
\tThe boy jolted awake, suddenly flailing his arms around as if trying to fight off an attacker from all sides. "STAY BACK YOU EVIL WITCH!" He screamed. As he slowly began to focus his vision, and lower his arms, he'd see he was laying in a soft, comfy bed, and in a dimly lit, yet well decorated room. Being in this strange, yet comforting room was a nice change from the rain, at least in thought, but that only brought another question up. Where was this? Then, he remembered what happened before blacking out, and whacking his nose, and that shadow. He reached up to feel his snout was lightly taped up with a bandage and cotton. It didn't stop him from breathing, but it did clot the bleeding for now. He then looked to the side, seeing what was no longer a shadowy figure, but instead a large, rather hefty and older saint bernard sitting in the chair next to him. He was just smiling, a bit of gray on his muzzle, in contrast to the black fur with light brown and white spots littered over his snout and neck. He wore a red plaid sweater, and soft green slacks. It looked almost like a christmas outfit too with those suede leather shoes that every grandfather owns, but never has a chance to wear besides church. "Goodness, you startled me, little one!" Spoke the canine. He reached over, and gently pat the head of the younger feline. Curls offered no shriek this time, merely blushing a tad in embarrasment, for having yelled what he did once he woke up.
\tAnother sudden strike of lightning lead the thunder to follow, reaching the poor ears of the startled kitten. He yelped out and rushed up from under the covers. Once out, he'd look over himself as he collected himself, realizing his raincoat and other clothes were no longer on him, and instead had been replaced with some small briefs. They were white, with a red waistband and seams. On the front was a small piece of what looked like the meat you'd find in an adventure game, and on the back, it said, with pink heart like letters 'Ruff boy'. He sat there, putting all the pieces of the puzzle together, before looking over at the canine with a nervous expression. He'd been around his fair share of perverted grown ups, and even had his own fun dabbling in what they would do with him, but never once was he waking up in someones house he'd never met! Another arm reached out, bringing the feline to close his eyes and flinch, before it pat his head gently. "Relax, little one, I won't hurt you. Those just happened to be the only briefs that my great nephew had left over." The adult spoke with a cheerful tone. He lowered his guard and sat back down, talking to the canine and simply trying to get to know him a tad, to clear up any missunderstandings.
\tDrip drop, plip plop, the clock is ticking, the rain won't stop.
\t"Oh! Happy birthday, little one!" The adult barked happily. At this point, the feline was sitting in the lap of the older canine, blushing and even giggling a bit. He had offered to keep him warm, and safe from the storm until it passed. They spoke of the kittens days at school, his home life, and even covered the topic of why he was cautious to the underwear he was place in. For the canine, it was mostly of his ex-wife, kids who went off to live their lives, and how he now spends his days making small little wooden figurines and trinkets. The time would seem to fly by, as the both rambled on, laughing, and even sharing their most embarrasing stories. Once the feline had finished his, which invovled how he got rather close to his favorite babysitter, the canine would almost hold back a growl of pleasure, and instead chuckled. Of course, he couldn't hide the growing tent under the felines rump, which pulled a soft gasp from hips lips. It was expected to have some effect, though this was certainly fast. The kitten looked back, almost as if nervously asking approval before even speaking. "Is... everything okay, Mister?" The boy spoke in such a soft, and shy tone, that it made the tent beneath him throb to life once more. At that point, the boy seemed far less inclined to struggle or resist if something did happen.
\t"Without anyone around to share an intimate moment with, I suppose your story did stir me up a tad, eheh." Spoke the adult canine. Neither of them moved much for a few seconds, before Curls turned and faced the grown up, his rump slowly moving along the bulge now pressing to his clothed cheeks. "Look, we... both know you want it, and I kind of do too... So why don't we uh... You know..." He began pressing his index digits together, squirming a bit in his lap. Before he could react, he was lifted into the arms of the canine, and carried off.
\tDrip drop, plip plop, the clock is ticking, the rain won't stop.
\tThis room, designed similarly, had a bit of a larger bed though, queen size to be exact. Without any words, the boy was laid down gently, onto his back, as the canine moved his muzzle between legs, giving a gentle lap of his soft, yet large and slobbery tongue, over his own small, yet growing bulge. A soft moan escaped the boys maw, which brought him to squirm and writhe lightly in discomfort from the wet feeling, yet react positively with a blush, and excited expression mixed with the one he had of nervous tension. This only seemed to excited the canine, as his tongue tugged down at the waistband of the boys undies. After a bit of working, he free'd the cub's package, met quickly with a cold, wet sniff. The sensation of his wet nose sent shivers up the boys spine, idly rolling his hips forward before feeling the adults warm maw open, now enveloping that small member in, sucking softly. It taste of soft, yet gentle musk and sweat, but also of the light taste of what even seemed like someone elses spunk, faded a tad over time. It certainly seemed like this cub got around, and perhaps more than he spoke of. It didn't take long before the soft moans became a sudden loud, and girly squeal, as the member throbbed excitedly, overring a few drops of underaged seed into the grown saint bernards mouth. He swallowed it excitedly and grinned a bit, hopping up onto the bed now, and pinning the boy between his legs. It seemed that somewhere between the spontateous blowjob, and bringing the feline to his orgasm, he managed to completely undue his own pants and removed them completely, along with anything under.
\tWith little coaxing, the feline found himself pressing his nose to the adults large, furry, and rather musky orbs, inhaling that strong, manly scent he had grown addicted to over the times he'd fooled around with other perverted fiends. After a few seconds of admiration for the smell, he decided to give a taste test, letting his uniquely canine like tongue slurp away, tasting every last interesting flavor found in the fur. It was intoxicating to the boy, which only brought his mind to even more taunting thoughts, wanting more, Needing more even, his paws now reaching up and guiding the now fully hardened thick canine prick to his lips. The sheath was pulled back behind his slightly enlarged knot, giving him a full view of the juicy length at his lips. The old canine gave no decline, and instead pressed an inch of his 9" cock right on into the kittens muzzle. Immediately the strength in flavor brought the feline into a daze, losing his focus and letting the gyrating hips of the adult take control.
\tHe didn't have any time to prepare himself, before the adult pulled back, and rushed the kitten onto his belly. His tail was raised, and without any more warning than a big, long slurp to his rear end, he was met with a rough, quick thrust right on into his young tailhole! Luckily, all of the practice he had with others left his hole far less than tight, giving easy access and entry for the perverted canine. With a quick tug back, and another thrust, the feline was forced into moan after moan, whine after whine, yelp after yelp! It was heaven though, his young prostate rubbed against, pressed onto, forcing his now dry orgasm over and over. He couldn't ask for a better way to pass the time to wait out the rain. He then remembered the rain, wondering if it had stopped, but before any reaction could be made, he felt the canine tense up, let out a low growl, then push his bulbous knot plow right on in, tying with the cub. The thick, pulsing member began gushing load after load into the poor kitten's stomach. Certainly, there was a lot, even enough to give his belly a bit more pudge than it already had! The bliss slowly brought the feline to lose conciousness once more, only this time, he could watch as everything happened, as if from the side, witnessing everything that continued.
\tDrip drop, plip plop, the clock still ticks, and the rain now stops.
\tThe kitten awoke once more, now sharing a bed with the canine he had met earlier, only neither of them wearing any clothes, and left bare in the cool air. He also seemed quite full, and a bit sticky all over his fur. That was when he remembered some of what had happened, and remembered all of the naughty things they had done. Goodness, it had to have been hours of it even! Luckily, the rain had stopped now, and the sun seemed to be nearly set, giving him just enough time to get home. He rushed around the house finding his clothes and putting them on, and changing out of the undies he had worn with the saint bernard. On his way out, he saw a pair of damp boxers, and a note on the end table next to the door.
\t'Dear curls, please take these boxers of mine and this note, and remember to sniff them until you get the urge to come over again. If you ever lose your way here, or just want a ride, feel free to call me, and we can even get 'ruff' in the car.
\t\t\tLooking forward to more, Tim~
\t\t746-555-2339'
\tA deep crimson creeped over his face, as he looked back, seeing the canine still asleep. He then stuffed the boxers to his nose, and inhaled deeply, the scent of that familiar musk easily ten times stronger in these, bringing him to smile dumbly, and put the boxers, and note, into his bookbag, before rushing out to the street and head home.
\t"It always rains on the best days~" he thought to himself secretly, giggling and dancing and he stepped through each puddle on his way back to his house, and loving father.
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