Lined out: Home (Dev) preview
Hey this is a short piece I read after reading Both OOP books--I just haven't gotten around to posting. I was wondering what you think. P.S. no copyright intented.
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IT WAS GREAT TO BE BACK HOME IN CHEVALI. BUT WHAT'S happened these past few weeks, Lee and Dad nearly killing each other, and Dad in the hospital, it's been just hectic. I mean, I'm glad that Dad accepted Lee a little bit, but there will always be that loathing for my boyfriend.
Speaking of my boyfriend, I turned toward Lee. He looked content in his own thoughts. His eyes were unfocused, distant. I reached out and grasped his paw. He looked up and smiled at me. It was a genius's smile, full of affection. This warmed my heart. I knew that with Lee by my side, I could accomplish anything. And though we've had our troubled moments, I could always find the joy in our relationship.
Lee's tail brushed against mine, and a shiver ran down my spine.
Finally we arrived to my place, both tired and excited. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the key. Once the door was open, I was struck with a flood of scents. They all came at me in a rush, but there were only two scents that I could easily pick out: mine and Lee's.
Lee looked at me and smiled. "Dev . . ." he said. "I miss being here." Again his tail gently brushed the underside of my tail. He squeezed my paw and headed inside.
I followed after him, taking a sniff of the place that smelled strongly of tiger and fox. I kicked the door shut with my foot and swept Lee into my arms and headed for my bed.
He giggled and started ran a paw across my chest.
Once we were at the bed, he was already in my pants, coaxing my dick out of my sheath. He squeezes my sheath and grins when that evokes a moan from me. Soon his paw fondles my balls, giving them a good rub.
I set him down and start ripping off my shirt and pants. When I'm full naked with a half erect cock, I help Lee with his cloths with haste. My lips warp around his vulpine cock and my paws grope his swelling knot. I playfully lapped at his tapered tip, wiggling my tongue around.
I was doing all this while Lee was sliding my sheath down my cock. I pulled off of Lee and looked him in his icy eyes, grinning.
His grin widened. He reached over and grabbed a bottle of lube. Squeezing a pawful out, he slickened my barbed cock. Then he inserted a few well lubed fingers into his tailhole. He moaned as he started probing himself. With a few more pumps, he slid his fingers out from under himself, pushing me onto the bed and straddles my chest.
I lifted my paw from his sheath and bring it down to my own. I align my dick with his tail and slowly drove into him. We groaned in pleasure as I entered him. I gripped his hips, my claws playfully digging into his russet fur. Pumping in and out of him, I brought his cock back into my muzzle. I ran my tongue under his shaft and then all the way to the tip then back down. His knot kept bumping against my muzzle, and I got a nose full of his muskiness. A bit of pre leaked onto my tongue, I licked it up instantly.
"Oh . . ." I moaned when I felt him squeeze me, more of my pre lubing up his tailhole. My claws dig a little harder into his hips. I retract them a little. I didn't want to hurt my fox in the process of getting on.
Lee shuttered as he rode me, his tail lashing back and forth vigorously. He bit his lip as I worked my tongue around him, even lapping around his bulbous knot. His body shook with pleasure as he bumps me harder.
"D-d-Dev," Lee panted out stuttering.
I slowly lick up his shaft and play a bit with his head. This earns me a gasp and then a purring moan. His ears flattened to his head and his face was full of bliss. I play even more with his cock, pushing my muzzle onto his shaft.
"Oh, fuck!" I gasp around him as I feel myself nearing my release. I work fast at pumping my barbed tip into Lee and sucked him off harder and faster. I roared as I felt myself fill his tail.
Lee pulls out of my muzzle and barks out an ecstatic moan as he cums over my chest, his tail bristling as he shot his load--leaving both of us in a hot sticky mess. He collapsed onto me with a huff.
I pulled out of his ass and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer to me. It felt good to hold him again, to embrace his body to mine. It felt good to feel his body rise and fall as he breathed. It all just felt so . . . good: the cute way his tail flickered about, the way his ears pull back to his skull, the cute way he looked when he was asleep. I remembered when I was at the dinner with Caroll, and chatting with Colin and his vixen, Penelope. And I remember Caroll saying that Colin was a lucky fox, and Colin disagreeing with Penelope saying that he is a lucky fox to have her--that, I would have to agree with him on.
Lee isn't the one who's lucky, it's me. I am lucky to have such an amazing fox like Lee. He grounds me to earth.
Lee pressed himself against me, cuddling closer. I rest my muzzle between his ears.
"I love you, Devlin Miski," he whispered faintly.
My heart started to swell with emotions. "I love you too, Wiley Farrel," I whispered back.
Soon, I felt Lee completely relax as he was overcome by sleep, his chest rising and falling in soft breathing patterns. I on the other paw was still fully awake. I looked about the window. The sky shroud my blackness, dusted with stares. The street lights below cast shadows around. The inky sky looked so calming and serene--even when the morning sets sky ablaze with fire, you could always be sure that the cool night will blanket the hot earth.
My gaze then drifted around the room. My place--well, our place now--protruded with darkness. The world didn't seem so complicated here in bed. In here, I didn't have people hating me for being gay; I didn't have a strained relationship with my parents. No, I had Lee, my fox, and that's all that mattered.
Soon, I too, was overcome by sleep.
I woke up with Lee still in my arms, sound asleep. Carefully, I slid off of the bed and headed for the shower. Once I was clean and dressed, I made my way to the door. I looked back to see a sleeping Lee wrapped up in my blankets.
"I love you," I whispered before heading out.
I arrived at the stadium a little bit early. Getting out of my car, I trudged into the building, feeling quite happy today.
I walked into the locker room, my tail wagging behind me. My locker was painted with the colors of our team, as well as all the other lockers. I opened it up and dropped my stuff into it. Within the locker, it held my football uniform and my helmet. On the door was a square mirror that was shoulder high with a picture of Lee in the left hand corner.
I smiled to myself.
I grabbed my playbook and headed out of the locker room. A tiger walked past me as I made my way to the Media room. The tiger turned around and clasped a paw on my shoulder.
"Hey, Dev," Fisher said. "I heard what happened between your dad and Lee. I'm sorry, man."
I smiled. "Thanks Fish. I think things are going to be better--or at least, I'm sure my dad won't hurt Lee again," I said. I shivered at the memory of my father breaking Lee's thumb that time I brought him home for the first time.
"How's your leg doing?" I asked.
Fisher stretched out his leg, flexing it. "Still hurts a little, but better."
I smiled again, glad he was going well.
Fisher chuckled to himself. "God, Gena was so worried when she arrived, bickering with me when I said I was fine. She kept making a fuss."
"Well, yeah. She is your wife after all. She cares about you," I said. I gave Fishers shoulder a light punch and then parted to the Media room. I sat down on one of the couches and flipped it open to our next play, studying it dignity. When I was sure I had the play down I rehearsed it in my head: getting into position, going through the motions in my head.
I was about to re-review the play then my cell went off. I pulled it out and asked, "Lee?"
"Dev . . ." Mom said awkwardly. She paused and then said, "Your father is out of the hospital."
"Oh, oh ok," I said blandly.
I heard Mom sigh into the retriever. "Dev," she said firmly. "I know how you feel about the trouble Mikhail has caused for Lee, but he's your father."
"Yeah, I know. Sorry Mom," I sighed.
Mom paused. "Ok," she said. "Your father and I have thought of making plans to fly down there and visit you and . . . Lee." It made my smile a little to hear Mom try to make an effort.
I was about to protest that I didn't want Dad anywhere near Lee for a while, but I bit it back. "That'd be--that'd be great." I tried to make it sound like I meant it.
"Ok," Mom said cheerfully. "We'll be up in the next few weeks. Love you Devlin."
"I love you, too, Mom," I said and then hung up.
I sat in the Media room for a few hours, just thinking. The only time I left was when my stomach grumbled for food. I went to one of the fast food places nearby. But instead of heading back to the stadium, I headed home.
As I drove down the road, I was content in my own thoughts again. So, to get out of my head, I looked out, studying the world around me. The sky was a bright blue--just like Lee's eyes--and was adorned with milky white clouds. The sun was high and bright, blanketing the earth in warmth, and casting shadows about. Tree leaves reached out to absorb its energy.
Today was a good day, I just knew it.
I snaked around some cars, getting a few honks of course. I was determined to get home and give Lee his lunch before something came up. Once at my place, I decided to take the stars instead of the elevator, taking two steps at a time. I opened the door to find Lee had already taken a shower and was dressed.
Lee's ears perked up and he turned toward me when he heard me come in. "Hey, sexy," he said.
My whiskers twitched when I heard this and a smile plastered onto my muzzle. I held up the warm paper bag. "Lunch," I said.
His eyes brightened up and his stomach growled when I said this. "Good. I'm starving." He ambled over to me, pecking me a quick kiss, and snatched the bag from my paw. He walked over to the kitchen table and started pulling out its contents. He pulled out two fries, two cheese burgers (for me), and a chicken burger (for him). I walked over, grabbed his tail, and let it slid out of my paw as I made my way to the fridge, and grabbed two water bottles.
I sat across from my fox, shoveling fries into my muzzle; the saltines of them dried my maw and took gulps of the water. I belched, and blushed, saying, "Sorry."
Lee grinned and let out a belch himself.
I guess now would be the time to break the news. "So, Mom called me today. She said that her and my father might head down here to visit us," I said.
Lee's ears flickered at the mention of my dad.
My ears pulled back. "Sorry," I said, reaching out and holding his paw.
Lee stared at me, and then shook his head. "It's ok." He tried to lighten up my mood with a smile. Even though I knew he was putting on an act, I could see he did not like this at all.
But what could I do? Tell them not to come--well, that I could do. But they are my parents. Even I wasn't to thrilled with the idea of having Dad here. But I think could manage to tolerate him for awhile. Besides, it's not like they're bunking here. Hell no, they'll be lodged at a hotel near my place, but that's it.
Lee opened his muzzle and was about to say something, but his cell rang. He fished it out and answered. "Hello?" he asked. His eyes darted to mine and then dropped. "Ok. I'll head there now."
His ears dropped as he started to collect his stuff. "I'm sorry. Morty just called. I might have a job." He walked over, gave me a quick kiss, and then left.