A Young Fur’s First
The days and weeks had gotten more boring by the hour, and the raging lust for homosexual pleasure was rising, gay porn wasn’t enough for Chris, Chris was a young Lizard, he lived in a calm town with a calm neighbourhood, he had been openly bi-sexual for 2 years but had only experienced the heavenly touch of a man 3 times in his life, all while this naughty little scalie was 14 years of age! Many months had passed since he was with a man, or any kind of male, and he was growing desperate. He had spent his days browsing all kinds of porn in all kinds of categories, each video making him want to experience similar act as those done in the videos and pictures, so he turned to a well-known part of the internet for people who like to please and be pleased, Furs-list.
Reply after reply, they were all the same, too demanding or too arrogant, Chris wasn’t the kind of person who liked to be genuinely forced to do things or be pushed into them, well, most of the time that is, then someone special replied to him, and his name was Barry Stripes, he was a 38 year old tiger with quite the belly on him, a tough northern accent and muscles to boot. They exchanged E-Mails, organising and debating what levels of fun would be commencing upon their first meet, but one thing was certain, Chris was lusting for cock and Barry had a reward for Chris’ time as his ‘entertainer’.
Finally, the day had come, the day that Chris was gonna meet Barry and satisfy his lust for the same gender. Chris and Barry had organised to meet at the canal bridge in Chris’ town, seeing as it was pretty much half way between both of them, as the time crept up Chris was out the door and on the way to the rendezvous point. Chris was the first to arrive, he was on time and because of the fact he had not met someone from the internet in a long time, his nerves were rising but his long tail was swaying with pure excitement. People were passing him by and he didn’t know who Barry was, face pictures between the two were very vague and Chris just had to stand and wait there. But finally, a tiger matching Barry’s description walked up the bridge, and approached Chris, handing him a plastic bag with something within it. They had previously agreed that upon meeting they would discreetly stroll down to the old graveyard, it was a typically very abandoned area in Chris’ town, so off they went. After the two of them got a respectable distance, they began to converse, petty chat about politics and people in general, Chris was around a head height smaller than Barry, but definitely skinnier by comparison, and Barry’s prominent northern accent gave Chris a sense of need to submit to the towering and powerful tiger that stood beside him. Occasionally as they walked to their location, Barry would cop-a-feel at Chris’ effeminate and firm posterior, all while tangling their tails together, and generously commenting on how he’d love to feel the bareness of Chris’ scales, his words drove Chris’ mind wild with imagination, this was all he could have dreamed of, and soon, it was about to get even better.
Then it came into view, or better yet, it didn’t, Chris’ and Barry’s hidden meeting spot, through the bushes, leave and roots, they made their way into a discreet spot and then the main event began. It all started with a simple act, an act that initially took Chris by surprise, Barry reached for his zipper and yanked it down, followed by him reaching into his jeans and pulling out his flaccid, fleshy member, Chris was heavily shocked and confused by the boldness of Barry’s actions and questioned him about it, turned out he just wanted a piss. After taking a piss, he walked over to Chris, his cock still hanging out of his jeans, but now he had unbuttoned them for presumably self-relief, it didn’t occur to Chris whether he had wiped his cock or not but almost instinctively, he knelt down on the mud and leaf covered ground and took Barry’s cock in his hand, instantaneously jerking it to a full erection, when it got to this stage, Chris’ smooth and scalie lips were wrapped over the tip and his long tongue was toying with the underside of his mushroom shaped cock-head, and as he did so, Chris pondered if Barry’s cock was clean or not, because piss was a major kink of his, but it seemed as though he was dry of piss.
After some pretty simple but more than amateur sucking, Barry must have had a rush of dominance and with that, grabbed Chris’ head with his burly hands and pulled it down onto his cock, face fucking the submissive boy. The feeling made Chris’ already erect cock throb harder than anything he had previously experienced, then he stopped, pulled away, and asked Chris to get the plastic bag that was handed to him earlier. Chris reached for the bag and looked inside, the contents were revealed to be a small and silky thong, accompanied by a golden fabric and argyle-ish patterned skirt, Chris saw these and looked back at Barry, thinking these were his reward pieces for the blowjob, but then Barry told him that he had to put them on, confused but too horny to care, Chris stripped out of his formal shoes, jeans and briefs, and put on the thong and skirt, they fit like a glove around his small frame and tail, Barry walked up to him from behind and started fondling the overly revealing bulge in the tight skirt, telling Chris what a little slut he looked like, how he looked so ‘fuckable’ and ready for more action.
Suddenly, the skirt was being yanked up around Chris’ thighs, revealing his even more enlarged bulge and his exposed ass cheeks due to the shape of the thong. Barry groped his cheeks, pulling the thong to the side and then pulled his cheeks apart, revealing Chris’ clean and tight tailhole. Chris was then swiftly bent over and he could easily feel the tip of Barry’s big tiger cock poke his hole, Barry asked if Chris was ready, boy was he! And finally, Barry’s cock entered Chris’ hole, removing his anal virginity forever. The feeling was extravagant, his cock felt twice as large within the small space of Chris’ freshly deflowered anal cavity, swiftly, the pounding started, the sounds of bodies slapping together echoed throughout the area and Chris quickly began to moan of intense pleasure, he thought this couldn’t be any better, until…
Barry had stopped pounding, then hastily pulled out of Chris’ hole and zipped his cock back up, leaving Chris bent over, in a pulled up skirt and a thong hanging at his ankles, and then he turned around to see, they had been caught by a jogger! Chris’ mind instantly began to flood with desperate words and excuses, seeing how he had to strip his entire lower body, Chris had to swiftly pull up the thong and grab his jeans and pull them up so the skirt was based entirely around his waist, by now Barry had disappeared and the jogger was questioning Chris on if he was okay and if he was okay with what was happening, in a moment of blind thinking, Chris assured the jogger that he was fine and was willing and legal enough to be having intercourse with an older individual, which with him being in the UK, he was. Within the spur of the moment, Chris had finally gotten back into his shoes and jeans, but forgot his briefs that he threw to the side when stripping to get into Barry’s offered clothing, leaving them in the leaves; Chris began to leave the area the same way he arrived. The jogger didn’t follow Chris and he made his way back safely, Chris had hidden the skirt under is jacket seeing how it was around his waist, once he found another discreet area, he took the skirt off and placed it in his shoulder-bag he kept his medication in, afterwards he walked home and thus, ending the meet.