Chapter Eleven (Wendell)
#11 of First Steps 2: Happy Trails
Christine pulled us in front of Cabin 12 and 13. When I get off, I notice a snow white arctic fox coming out of 12. He has a streak of pink and one of blue in the hair on his head. "Who's that?" I ask. Before anyone can answer, the white fox walks up to us.
"Hi. I'm Tom. I assume you're Todd and Wendell?" the white fox points at us. The others get off to get their stuff.
"Yeah. What were you doing in our cabin?" I ask.
"Oh. I own this camp. I was straightening things up before you all showed up." There's something strange about this fox. But, I'm pretty sure everyone has the same thing in mind: he's obviously gay.
"That's nice." Todd says to be polite. At least I think it's to be polite. I turn around and grab me and Todd's bags from the compartment. We agreed we'd share a cabin with Dexter and Toby. Jani, Angie, and Bruno get the other. Once we get all of our stuff, the bus pulls away and leaves us here.
"I'm just gonna go and leave you guys to it." Tom says, and walks off.
"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm ready for a nap." Bruno says.
"What? You've only been here two minutes." I say.
"Don't care. Me tired." I roll my eyes. Todd and I walk up to Cabin 12. This feels just like the moment we got our new apartment and moved in. Oh wait, that was only a couple days ago. I open the door and look inside. It's awesome! The inside is exactly what you'd expect. The walls are lined like logs. There's two king sized beds on the left and a fireplace on the right. The whole place is only one room.
Todd immediately walks over to the bed closest to the big window and lies down on it. "We get this one." he says. Toby comes in a moment later.
"You saying I have to share a bed with Dexter?" he asks.
"You got a problem with that?" Dex come up right behind him.
"No, it's just I barely know you."
"Toby, relax. What's the worst that can happen?" I say.
"Yeah and besides me and Wendell didn't know him, yet we let him drive us all the way to L.A." Todd says.
"Fine." Toby sits on the edge of his bed, "So, what's the plan? What're we doing the rest of the day?"
"Not sure. We're all going to meet up for dinner later on though. Until then, I don't care." I say. I lay down on my bed and snuggle up with Todd. Toby leaves his bag behind as he says he's going to walk around to find a map of the place.
"Is he a trouble-maker like me?" I ask when Toby's gone.
"Not as bad, but he's up there." Todd says. I look over and see Dexter's already passed out again. That didn't take long.
"Huh. Who knew he could sleep that fast." I say. Todd look over at the sleeping tiger.
"I don't think he's passed out, he's got his music in."
"Really?" I look over and see his earbuds are in, "Oh. Well, now that we have some privacy..." I give a lustful growl and kiss Todd. When it breaks, he reaches over and covers us both with the green blanket. It's not soft but, better than nothing I guess. I wrap my arms around Todd and resume kissing him.
So much has changed in the last few days. Todd has a job, we have our own place, and we're at camp. Something that I never really gotten into when I was younger. Not that I still want to, I did this for Todd.
Our kissing starts to grow intense. I feel my foxy's hot breath on my face, slightly warming me up. I slowly pull Todd's shirt of and toss it over the bed. After I let him, he does the same for me. I put my paws on either side of his face and pull him in more. I feel his paws resting on my ass. Such a kinky little fox. I feel something entering my mouth and realize that it's only Todd trying to French me. Cute.
I mur into the kiss when I French him back. I climb on top of him, my tail wagging like there's no tomorrow. It even brushes against Todd's a little bit. He giggles a little bit when it does. Todd wrap one arm around me and uses his other paw to start rubbing my chest. It feels nice.
"Such a cute fox," I say in between kisses.
"You're a handsome wolf." Todd says.
"Oh, nobody is more cute than you."
"You are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No way. Prove it."
"You've got the adorable blue eyes, soft grey fur, charming personality. Albeit crazy, but charming."
"Crazy, huh?" I'll show you crazy." I hold his wrists over his head and kiss his neck. He moans alot and struggles, but he knows he's not stronger than me. He's vulnerable right now. He's mine right now.
"Is foxy loving this?" I say.
"Yes." Todd moans.
"You love being so vulnerable, don't you?"
"Yes!!" I kiss his neck some more, even biting on it a little. Todd shivers when I do, but doesn't fight back. I sit up, looking down at my turned-on fox. I lean down putting my paws on either side of his head. He gives me a smile and I deeply kiss him again.
"Wanna see something?" I ask.
"Sure." he says. I get off the bed and grab my bag. Opening a zipper, I see Todd sitting up and tail wagging with excitement. I pull something out of my bag and shove it off to the side. I climb back on the bed and hold my foxy down again. I pull it out of my pocket and show Todd.
"The handkerchief?" he says. I nod. "The same one we used in Tennessee?" I nod again. "I haven't seen that in forever."
"I know. And guess what?" I say.
"What?"
"I'm going to use it on you." Before he can object, I wrap it around his eyes and tie it tight. He can't see a thing right now. I'm sure of it. "Can you see anything?"
"Nope." he says, a hint of excitement in his voice.
"Good." My dominant voice has returned. I kiss my fox again,trailing them down to his neck. I sit up and rub his chest and stomach. I miss his rainbow stomach. It was so sexy. I climb off the bed. Todd doesn't ask what I'm doing, but I can imagine him being scared because he has no idea what I might do to him. I kneel down at the foot of the bed, life the blanket just enough so that his feet are exposed. Now he might know what's coming. I take off his shoes and his socks, tossing them aside and I smell his feet. The smell is too erotic and sweet at the same time.
Before Todd can object, I grab his right ankle and start kissing his foot. They still look like he's wearing cute black socks. I look up and notice that my fiance's paw is under the covers. Kinky little fox. I would blow him after this, but I can't because I don't want to get in trouble.
I start lapping at his foot, the taste of it starting to burn into my tastebuds. Todd moans and groans, but again, isn't arguing. I wonder what Dexter would think of this if he was awake?
When I'm done with his right foot, I look at his left. I'm about to start rubbing it and kissing it, but I get another idea. Instead, I gently tickle it. Todd immediately starts laughing. "Wendell! What're you doing?!" Todd says in his laughs. Thankfully Dexter can't hear us. If he did, I don't know what I'd do.
"Hush foxy," I say, "You've got a sexy laugh." I tickle him some more. He starts to kick, but I hold his feet down. "Hmmm. Looks like some bad fox is resisting his wolf's touch. Seems like some fox needs to be punished." Todd pins his ears down and looks scared.
"No. Please don't punish me! I'll be a good foxy!" He begs.
"Shhh," I run a clawed finger down his stomach, "Don't make this hard for me fox. Now, turn over and lay on your back." He does as he's asked. I go back to my back and pull out four pieces of rope. I take one and tie Todd's wrist to the headboard. I tie his feet to the legs of the bed.
"Please don't hurt me!" Todd begs.
"I would never! I'm just showing you what happens when you fight back against your lover." I snicker a little as I tie his other wrist to the other side of the headboard. "Now, what shall I do with you?" I climb back on the bed, getting on top of him. "How should I punish my bad foxy?" My paws rest of his shoulders and run down his back until they stop on his ass. I spank him hard and he cries out. "Is my foxy gonna resist me again?"
"No!" Todd cries, "What're you gonna do to me?"
I lean down and whisper in his ear: "Are you going to be quiet?" He whimpers and nods. "Good. Because I know you're going to enjoy this." My paw slips into his underwear and rubs that tight little tailhole he's got. He moans again. "How old are you, Todd?" I ask.
"17."
"That's how many times I'm gonna spank this ass. Hard. And if you try anything funny, I will get out the gag ball." His ears perk up at that and he gets nervous. "Got that?" He nods.
I lift my paw and smack him hard. One.
Two.
Three. He tried to fight his restraints but there isn't any use. Those are double knotted.
Four.
Five. I squeeze his ass and rub it a bit in case it gets red.
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine. At this point, I'm humping him a little bit as I spank him.
Ten.
Eleven. Todd lets out a tiny moan. I squeeze his ass hard again and growl, "Don't you dare! Keep the muzzle shut or I will drag you into the woods and muzzle fuck you later!" He complies and shuts his mouth.
Twelve.
Thirteen.
Fourteen.
Fifteen. I'm humping him very hard, he tries to hold back a moan, but couldn't help himself. "Such a slutty fox. Now say it!"
"I'm a slut!" he cries out.
"Damn right you are. Who do you belong to?!"
"You!! I'm yours!!"
Sixteen. When it's time for his last one, I reach my paw up as high as I can and spank him as hard as I can.
Seventeen.
When I'm done, I get up off of him and untie the ropes. I look at Todd. His eyes are a bit watery. He sits up in bed and looks at me. "I'm sorry I got all animal on you." I apologized.
"It's fine. It was amazing." Todd says. I sit down next to him and wipe the tears from his eyes.
"Then why are you crying?" I ask in a worried voice. Did I really go too far?
"It's just... We've never done that before. I've never known you could be that powerful. But, I love it." Todd kisses me again and snuggles up to me.
"In that case, we need to do that more often." I say.
"I know." Todd says.
***
"Is your ass still sore?" I ask.
"No. I'm ok." Todd says. After dinner, we all went to our respective cabins for sleep. It's 9pm and the sun's completely gone. Right now, we have the lights on, getting ready for bed, as "lights out" in this camp is 9:30pm.
I take off most of my clothes, leaving me in my underwear. Todd does the same thing, except he's wearing briefs so they hug his body. I can pretty much see the outline of his boner right now. But hey, he's not one of those who sleep naked.
"Gee, that's pleasant." Toby says, referring to Todd.
"Shut up. Would you rather me sleeping naked?" Todd asks.
"No." Toby says, "I just don't really want to see your dick right now. Or at all."
"Then stop staring." I snicker at the comment. Me and my fiance climb into bed and cuddle up together. "Is it ok if we spoon tonight babe?"
"Of course." I say. Todd turn around so his back is to my chest. I keep my arms around him. I whisper in his ear: "You sure you don't want me to rub that ass? I feel bad for earlier."
Todd giggles and says, "No, it's fine. I'll be ok. What? Does wolfy want my ass?"
"Don't push it McCarthy. I'm serious when I say I'll drag you into the woods. The second we're out of the property line of this place, I'll be fucking you so hard and you'll be begging and moaning so much." I say.
"How'd I get stuck in a cabin with you guys?" Toby asks.
"Because we're your friend." Todd says.
"Would you rather be sleeping with Jani?" I ask.
"On second thought, I'll stay right here." Toby quickly gets into his PJs and crawls into bed. Dexter comes in a moment later. I swear, all he ever wears are those jean shorts, a green vest, and trucker hat.
"Boy am I tired." he says, getting into bed with Toby.
"What did you do all day?" I ask.
"There's a golfing range here. I was there all day."
"Really? You golf?"
"Not always. But sometimes I will. Do you?"
"Not really. I mostly play mini golf. I haven't played real golf in years."
"We should go sometime." Dexter says. At 9:30, the lights go out. I snuggle up to my foxy, resting my head on his.
"Good night, Todd." I whisper in his ear.
"'Night Wendell." he says.
***
I wake up. I look at my watch. Midnight. Something woke me up. I heard some kind of a noise. I just couldn't tell what. I rub my fiance's stomach to hopefully coax him out of his slumber.
"Hey, Todd." I whisper with care. He murs and pushes his back into me more. Aww, so cute. But, seriously, I don't know what that noise is. Shit! Ther it is again! It sound like a motorboat for a couple seconds at a time.
"Todd, wake up." I whisper a little louder. He murs again.
"What's going on?" he groggily says.
"Shh." the motorboat noise happens again, "Do you hear that sound?"
"Yeah. What is that?" Todd sits up, followed by me. I put my paw by my ear to hear it again. "Hold on... that's purring, Wendell."
"Purring?" put two and two together and... "Dexter. It must be him sleeping."
"I didn't know he could sleep-pur." Todd says. I get out my phone and turn it on. I shine the light in their direction. Immediately, I realize something funny.
"Todd, look at this." I wave him over to my screen. When he sees what's going on, he snickers. I turn on my camera. This is too good! I turn my flash on. I take the picture and me and Todd quickly get back into bed before they notice the quick bright light. "That was interesting."
"Wait until they find out." Todd says.
"Ok. Good night again, Todd. Sorry I woke you up."
"It's ok. That was worth it." I put my phone back. And think about how the others will react to the photo I just took of Dexter spooning with Toby.