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Meet Me Behind the Bleachers 2
🕑 Added 2021-12-23 06:23:38 +0000 UTCAwesome art by: LURA_dura
“How late are you guys going to be out?” Lance asked as he watched his mother place her last earring.
“I'm sure we'll be home long after you and your brother have gone to bed,” the woman said as she she clasped the jewelry and exited the bathroom. She was dressed in a flowing black dress that ended at about her knees. Her son followed as they went down the stairs to meet his father at the bottom of the steps.
“You ready?” the older lupine asked with a smile.
“Yup,” Lance's mother replied and went about stepping into her high heels and strapping them on. “You're on dinner duty tonight, think you'll be okay?”
“Yeah, we'll be fine,” Lance replied as he glanced down at his phone.
“Good, try not to set the house on fire,” she joked. Lances father opened the door and the two stepped out into the Spring evening.
“I won't!” the wolf shouted back and closed the door behind them.
“Hey, they gone?” a shout from the second floor hallway echoed.
“Yeah,” Lance called back. The wolf turned and made his way for the kitchen just as a thunder of foot steps sounded out from above him and then down the stairs. His younger brother leaped onto the landing with a crash and almost lost his balance in the end. Luckily his windmilling arms balanced him out and he soon followed.
“So when do the hookers and clowns show up?” Charlie asked. Lance's brother was only younger by about a year and wore the same shade of fur. But unlike Lance, Charlie was not as tall and not nearly as muscular, if not chubby.
“Oh, I thought you wanted clown hookers. Guess you'll have to settle,” Lance said back with a grin.
“Beggars can't be choosers,” Charlie retorted with a shrug. “Speaking of getting laid tonight, when's your boyfriend coming around?”
“He should be here any minute,” Lance grumbled and narrowed his eyes.
“What?” Charlie asked.
“It's really none of your business what we do tonight,” the older brother sighed.
“It was just a joke,” Charlie snickered. “Besides, I'm taking things seriously. I haven't told anyone or anything like you asked. Am I going to be able to meet him at least?”
“I suppose it's inevitable,” Lance said as he walked into the kitchen and made his way over to the fridge. He opened it and began pulling out ingredients. “But this is meant to be a date, so I want you in your room for the whole night. What can I make you for dinner?”
Charlie had followed the other wolf and sat on a chair at the dinning table. “I don't know, nothing really comes to mind at the moment.”
“Do you want me to get you a pizza?” Lance offered.
The younger wolf's ears perked. “That sounds amazing, but that kinda seems like a shitty dinner for a date, don't you think?”
“I didn't say for us, I just meant for you. I'll get you a whole pizza for yourself if you promise to not bother us for the whole night,” Lance explained as he withdrew a pan from the lower cabinet and set it on the stove.
“Jeez!” Charlie said with wide-eyes. “This must be serious if you're gunna bribe me with a whole pizza. But you've got a deal!”
Lance smirked and nodded. “All right, go order it and I'll pay. You can pick from wherever you want.”
Callen kicked himself for how late he arrived to his boyfriend's house. Getting out of his own house was difficult because he didn't want his own parents to know he was dating anyone just yet. Though for the exact opposite reason Lance had for avoiding the subject with his parents.
Once he made sure that the wolf's parents weren't home, he walked up and knocked on the front door. It was immediately answered by the studly wolf and the femboy couldn't help but throw himself into the other's arms. “I've missed you!” Callen squealed.
“We just saw each other today,” Lance laughed and dragged the other in so he could close the door.
“It was an eternity ago, don't lie,” the rabbit retorted.
“Oh, completely,” the wolf said sarcastically and smiled down at the other. Callen looked up and when the two met each other's gaze they leaned in and kissed.
“Ew, affection,” Charlie spoke up from behind his brother.
Callen startled at the sound of a third person being present and Lance noticeably stiffened at his brother's words. “Oh, sorry I should have told you we weren't going to be the only ones in the house tonight,” Lance explained.
The rabbit was able to peer around his boyfriend's form to see the other wolf and he frowned. “Does he know about us? I thought you wanted to keep it a secret.”
“He does know, but he's cool,” Lance assured. “This is my brother Charlie. Charlie, this is Callen.”
“Oh sure, I know you,” Charlie said and offered his paw. It was taken and given a light shake.
“You do?” Callen replied with raised brows.
“Yeah, you were Mr. Hanson's teaching assistant right?”
“Oh yeah!” Callen laughed. “I almost forgot about that. So are you gunna be joining us for dinner tonight?”
“Nah, I've got my own food coming. You two love birds get the whole place to yourself. And speaking of...” Charlie trailed off just as another knock came to the door. The younger wolf rushed to greet the delivery man and given their respite from the third wheel of the household, Lance ushered the rabbit towards the kitchen.
“I hope you don't mind, but I thought to get started while I waited for you to arrive. I know you had wanted to help but it wasn't really anything that required two people, you know?” Lance explained as he went back to stirring at a pan the sizzled with sauteing vegetables.
“Oh, that's fine,” Callen replied and smiled excitedly as he took his first breath of the preparing food. “Wow, that smells amazing!”
“Thanks,” the wolf chuckled. “I had to learn to cook when mom and dad got busy with their work. They pay me an allowance for it so I've been learning for as I've gone along,” he explained.
“I see,” Callen trailed off and eyed the wolf as he began to poke at the contents of another sizzling pan. He bit his lip and realized how attractive his boyfriend was in this moment. Something about men who knew how to cook really got his mind going and his appetite building for something else.
In all, there wasn't much for the rabbit to do to help other than set the table and pour some drinks. By the time that he had finished, Lance was already nudging some of of pans' contents onto their plates.
In all, it was a very well balanced meal. Mashed potatoes, a stir-fry, and a bit of cooked chicken which Callen declined. As they sat and ate, they talked a myriad of topics ranging from what they were planning on doing after the summer to their own relationship.
It was then that Callen learned how traditional Lance's parents were and that Charlie was the only one that he could count on for support. “I don't know what they would do if they found out I was dating another guy,” the wolf said after having finished what was on his plate.
“But you're bisexual, right? It's not like you couldn't someday find a woman to marry or something,” the rabbit replied after taking a sip of his soda.
Lance sighed and shook his head. “I don't look at relationships like that. I don't want to jump into something with you with no intention of putting my all into it. As far as I'm concerned, I want you and I to be together for as long as we can be. And if my parents don't like it then...they won't have to worry about me in five months.”
“Aww, Lance,” Callen squeaked and rested his cheek against his palm while staring longingly at the wolf.
Lance looked up to see the other's adoring gaze and then turned his eyes away with a blush now quickly forming on his cheek. “I-I mean...isn't that how all relationships should be?”
“It's just so nice to hear such an adult thing come from someone still in highschool,” the femboy replied.
“Well, I am an adult and I won't be in highschool for much longer. Anyway, do you want some more?” he asked and stood up, collecting both of their empty plates.
“No, but thank you. It was so tasty! Part of me wants your parents to know so I can come over more often for dinner,” the rabbit joked and stood up, collecting their nearly empty glasses.
“I hope my food is good enough for you to miss all the glares that my dad would give you,” Callen laughed and tossed the plates into the sink and briefly ran some water over them.
“Maybe that could be our goal?” the rabbit said and suddenly pressed his body against the wolf's back. Lance startled slightly because he could feel the femboy's substantial crotch bulge push against his backside. “Like I could drop my fork and when I go to get it I blow you under the table, or something cliché like that?”
“That would be...something,” Lance nervously chuckled and glanced over his shoulder. “But I do still have to survive here for another five months. That's more like a I-can-sleep-in-my-car-for-a-night kind of thing, you know?”
“You could always stay at my house for the summer,” Callen offered.
The wolf paused in turning around as he contemplated the offer. It wasn't like he hadn't thought about it before. “We should probably get to know each other better before we jump to that.”
Callen shrugged. “Fair enough. And speaking of getting to know each other better, am I going to get a tour of your room?”
The blush grew more noticeably across the bridge of the wolf's muzzle and he couldn't help but smile. “Of course. What kind of host would I be without showing you around?”
The wolf reached and gently took the femboy's paw and the two began for the stairs towards the living room. Callen kept up easily, trotting and practically skipping with excitement as they made their way up to the second floor where a hallway greeted them. Several doors stretched out and the rabbit could tell right away which ones were the wolf's and his brother's.
Charlie's door had music blaring from it and there was the distinct sound of joysticks clicking as he played away at some game. His door was decaled with a plethora of game emblems and a few phrases that Callen recognized from movies he had seen.
Lance's door on the other hand had sports memorabilia on it and was painted in their school colors: Orange and purple. The outside greatly betrayed the inside, however, as a plethora of dark lights, horror movie posters, and various spooky items adorned shelves. When the wolf flicked on his light, the room became lit and things took on a much less Halloween vibe, to the rabbit's disappointment.
“I would have never took you for the kind of person that liked scary movies,” The rabbit commented as he glanced around at the walls.
“Oh yeah, I love the stuff. Nothing's better than a good horror flick,” Lance said back and plopped down on the side of his bed. “If you want I could put one on for you.” The wolf gestured to a nearby desk that held his computer and a large flat screen TV.
“I think that might be fun, but I kind of thought we could do something else,” Callen said as he came to stand in front of his boyfriend.
“Oh? What did you have in mind?” The wolf asked and reached out to gently bring the femboy closer. Callen reached out and stroked his fingers gingerly down over the wolf's ears and shoulders.
“The meal you made was so good that I gotta pay you back somehow,” the rabbit replied and began to tug at the other's shirt.
Lance didn't fight the motion. He relaxed his arms and let the garment draw over his head. When the bunny went about taking his own shirt off, he felt the wolf's paws at his pants, quickly undoing them.
“I thought I was the one that was going to repay you?” Callen said as he let his shirt drop to the floor. In that same instance, his pants dropped to his knees, leaving him in a pair of interestingly girlish panties.
“You are repaying me,” Lance replied and brushed his muzzle against the substantial indent in the other's underwear. Callen's equine cock was so large, even in its flaccid state, that it caused the hem of the article to distend quite a bit from his waist.
The wolf hooked his fingers around the sides of those panties and pulled them down, letting the thick member flop free of its confines. Lance eagerly dug his nose against the soft length and took a deep breath. He could smell the fresh scent of shampoo on it but that only did so much to mask the femboy's musk to the wolf's keen senses.
Lance's paws stroked up the others thighs and came together to cradle that thick horsecock and angle it up to his mouth. His tongue started lapping first, getting it nice and wet before opening his maw and accepting the tip inside.
“O-oh, Lance,” Callen moaned and rested both of his paws on the wolf's head. His lithe fingers scratched gently at the other's scalp as he pushed more and more of the soft length between his lips. It was already growing and threatening to venture down his throat by the time he kissed the bunny's groin. He breathed steadily through his nose but that wouldn't last for long. Blood pumped fast and the more Callen moaned the larger his manhood seemed to get.
Something about getting his air supply cut off made the wolf love the rabbit all the more. His throat milked the growing length without him having to do anything other than just letting it rest within his esophagus. It also didn't help that Callen's moans were like twinkling music to the other's ears.
Unfortunately, the strain of his lungs grew to a monumentally uncomfortable level and he was forced to pull back. When he did, the femboy let out a shrill moan and pushed his hips forward. Standing like a pole from his lap, his cock throbbed noticeably with the beat of his heart and the slight twitch of muscles influenced by pinpricks of pleasure.
“Fuck, I love how big you are,” Lance rumbled and grasped the shaft by the base and began raining soft licks and kisses down its sides.
“I want some of you though,” Callen protested but could barely keep the moan from his voice. His hips would often jerk forward to bump against the wolf's mouth.
“Wait your turn,” Lance teased with a smirk. He had gotten down to the other's balls by this point and cradled them as best he could in one paw while he kissed over their velvety surface.
“N-no!” Callen suddenly shouted. The wolf barely registered the defiant tone until the rabbit sent a hard shove against his shoulders.
Somewhat surprised, Lance flopped back against his bed and found himself being climbed on top of. When he looked up to see what was going on his view became filled by his boyfriend's cock and balls. They both dropped down onto his muzzle, casting his vision into darkness and the same beloved musk as before.
“No, stay there, bad boy,” Callen said with a smirk and leaned down to undo the wolf's own bottoms. The way that the rabbit had positioned his legs kept Lance from moving his arms, and so the best he could do was just lie there and affectionately nuzzle the other's member.
The wolf's bottoms came off with ease with a little help and his own throbbing cock was revealed. Though nowhere near the size of the rabbit's, the pyre of bright red flesh was still a tantalizing sight to behold. Callen immediately fell upon it with an open mouth and sank the wolfdick to the back of his throat.
The explosion of pleasure had the wolf moaning out in an instant, even as much as he tried to keep his voice muffled against the other's sack. But with the rabbit's front half going down, his backside lifted enough so that Lance could free his arms.
The rabbit's cock dangled just above his mouth and he grasped the hovering backside with both paws and forced it down while he opened his mouth. The impressive size once again slid between his lips and he graced it with an assault of fevered licks.
Locked in a state a mutual service, both males gently shifted their hips and would often buck against each other's mouths when a particularly strong jolt of pleasure would strike. Lance's nails dug into the femboy's backside while Callen's arms did the best they could to hug the other's thighs. The wolf struggled to fit the other's equine shaft down his throat this time, but the other seemed to be well adapt at deepthroating someone of Lance's size.
Callen's tongue pressed firm against the top of the other's girth as he rapidly bobbed his head. Saliva coated the surface in a thick layer. Each time he would push down he found his lips gently kissing over the swelling knot of the base.
Something about knots made the femboy so excited to play with them. He loved how they felt when they were stuffed in his ass, almost perfectly shaped to grind against his prostate. They also made for an interesting breath control toy when he was able to fit one in his mouth and feel it swell to the point that it wouldn't come back out.
The taste of Lance's musk on his tongue also allured the rabbit. He couldn't get enough of the strong, predatory scent each time he would push down and bury his nose against those big, lupine balls. He often stayed down for just a while longer to breath them in and let his throat constrict around the invading member.
It was all almost enough to make Callen forget about his own cock being serviced. It throbbed with every pass that the other male made with his tongue, his own throat milking it expertly as it was sank almost entirely down his esophagus. Speaking of enjoying some breath play, the wolf's oxygen supply was completely cut off. To the point that the rabbit might have begun to get worried if not for the fact that it was Lance's paws that hugged his ass so firmly.
The rabbit's pelvis was suddenly lifted away and Callen unceremoniously flopped to his side. His cock pulled free of the wolf's mouth with a gasp and before the femboy knew what was going on, the much larger male was on him.
Lance's form loomed as he suddenly straddled the rabbit at the waist and pinned the other's paws above his head with his own. Callen shook the fog from his mind and looked up at the other's grinning face as he settled back to a sitting position on the bunny's lower belly. His horsecock rested against the wolf's backside and even nudged beneath his long, fluffy tail to an extent.
“You and my cock...” Callen whispered and closed his eyes half way, “have a very strange relationship. Isn't it my turn to get my ass fucked?”
“You think I'm gunna pass up a chance to feel this in me again?” Lance said back and emphasized his words by holding Callen's wrists in one grip while he reached back and gently took the horsecock by the tip with the other. He lifted his ass just enough to angle the large organ between his cheeks and firmly against his tailhole.
“When will I get my turn?” the rabbit asked, a moan seeping into his words as the wolf's tight anal ring relaxed and took him in. Much like their first time together, the wolf's body was a near virgin tightness that cradled the rabbit's member. It sank all the way in with relative ease, helped by the copious amount of saliva.
Lance sighed blissfully as he sat back on the other's lap and shifted his hips around just a bit to really feel how much it displaced his insides. His normally flat, ab rippled stomach bulged as he leaned back to look down at himself. As he did, his prostate was squeezed and a powerful twinge of pleasure shot through his body.
A deep, calling moan erupted from the wolf's mouth at such a volume that Callen feared that his brother might hear. That thought didn't seem to enter Lance's mind though as he continued to grind back in that same fashion. Each movement had an exceptional burst of euphoria come through his cock and pelvis as his prostate was massaged.
While perhaps not nearly as intense, that didn't mean that the femboy's cock had blissful fingers stroking it with every motion the other male made. Lance seemed to be concentrating on the task at hand, which allowed Callen to reach up and gently grasp the bright red pyre between the wolf's thighs. It was so hot to the touch and it spurted precum at the barest of glancing touches.
For a moment Callen feared that if he stroked the wolf's member too much he'd erupt right away and lose interest in their fun, but at the same time the thought was quite attractive. Getting Lance to cum hands free was something that the rabbit loved to do to himself when he was home alone with his toys. In truth he was a bit jealous, wishing that his own prostate was rubbed on by the wolf's cock instead of the other way around. As much as he didn't want to, the bunny withdrew his hold and instead rested his paws on the other's hips.
Lance wasn't all the way gone from the moment though. While his hips did continue to gyrate and grind down on the other's lap, he did begin to roll his hips and ride back on Callen's shaft.
Moans spilled freely from the rabbit as his member was treated to the sway of the other's body. Each exhale was a high pitched cry for more and Callen could barely keep himself from pushing up to meet the wolf's body as it would push back.
Together they beat out a steady rhythm that had the bed squeaking and their voices growing louder. Each movement that Lance made had his cock bouncing against the rabbit's belly and it frequently flicked precum across the other's form.
Callen squirmed uncontrollably after the first initial minutes of the wolf being in control. Euphoria drew through him like waves on a beach. They would flow through his cock and pelvis and then recede only to come back far stronger. With so much going on it got difficult for him to restrain his fevered cries.
Lance watched his boyfriend through half lidded eyes. Callen's face was twisted into a blissful mask, his mouth hanging open and his chin frequently tilting around as he tried to cope with the wonderful sensations that stroked the nerves of his core. The wolf moved with a full swing of his hips, drawing the horsecock almost entirely from his hole before pushing down all the way. It was this very motion going at the fastest pace that Lance could manage that had the femboy immediately at risk of cumming.
The change was easily read on the rabbit's face as the first wave of ecstasy surged through his cock. He gasped and snapped open his eyes, frantically searching for the wolf's gaze as the pleasure rapidly built. He wanted to announce what was happening but his climax struck faster than he expected and the only thing that came from his mouth was a singing scream.
Heat erupted through the wolf's stomach as fresh cum gushed into his bowels. The thick fluid flowed deep into his belly and a hard shiver of bliss raced up his spine, almost mirroring the frequent spurts of jizz.
Purely on reaction, Lance planted his ass on the other's lap and arched back. The motion had his prostate getting squeezed and sent him hurdling into his own climax. His canid cock flexed and began spurting thick strings of his seed over the rabbit's flat belly. It contrasted his dark gray fur and a surprising amount of volume was had. Each throb of Callen's member against Lance's prostate had a matching glob exiting his straining length.
The two milked each other of everything they had and stayed in their matching, flexed states for as long as they could. It was what drained the last of their energy and once the climactic high evaporated they were left panting and limp.
Lance fell forward and planted his paws on either side of the rabbit's body to keep from squashing the smaller male. It wasn't even all that clear as to if Callen would have noticed the extra weight as he was still shivering and trying desperately to catch his breath. He whimpered with every other huff and shuddered as his nerves still clung to the bliss that exited his body.
The one thing that seemed to break the bunny from this trance was when the wolf leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on the other's lips. Callen responded by pressing up into the embrace and suddenly wrapping his arms around Lance's neck. The two stayed like that for quite some time, enjoying the warmth of their embrace as they shifted themselves into lying down.
Callen's cock pulled free of the wolf's ass, leaving it gaped slightly and leaking cum. That didn't seem to matter much in the moment as the two had lost themselves into nuzzling playfully at each other's neck and holding each other close. In that moment, time was quickly lost and neither seemed to care until an abrupt knock came to the wolf's door.
“Uh, Lance?” Charlie said sheepishly from the other side.
“Yeah?” The older brother called back, pausing in his reign of kisses against the bunny's neck and chest.
“Mom and dad are home,” Charlie said.
Ice struck the wolf in that moment and his breath caught in his throat. “Fuck,” he hissed and leaped out of his bed. Callen watched on with a worried expression as the wolf rushed to his door and opened it just a crack.
“Are you sure?” He asked in a whisper.
“Yeah, I just saw the car pull in,” Charlie replied. All doubt was pushed from Lance's mind when he heard the sound of car doors slamming and the feint chatter of his parents as they came up to the front door.
“Fuck me... Okay, I need you to cover for me,” Lance hissed.
“What do you want me to say?” Charlie replied.
“I went to bed early or something, I don't care. Use some of that wit of yours, dude,” the older brother said and clicked his door shut and snapped his bedroom light off just as the front door opened.
“Fuck,” Lance heard his brother groan before he went down to greet this parents. As he did, the wolf tiptoed back to his bed and gingerly plopped down on it next to the bunny.
“What are we going to do?” Callen asked with a worried frown.
“We're just gunna chill here and not let this ruin our night,” he said back and leaned in to place another soft kiss on the femboy's lips.
“But what if we're found out?” Callen whispered as chatter from downstairs grew in volume.
“Luckily that won't happen,” Lance mumbled and shrugged. “But in truth, I don't know how much I'd care. I mean, they're gunna find out someday, right?”
