title: Morning Sunshine aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Sokz] id: [35753599] date: 星期五, 十月 21日 2022, 4:40:05 下午 modified: 星期五, 十月 21日 2022, 5:01:48 下午

[TOC]

Morning Sunshine

Author: Sokz Source: Morning Sunshine

Tonight was going well.

It had started with us going out to dinner. Miles had chosen the place, a small sushi shop that had opened in town only a couple of blocks down the road from our apartment. It was a small place, a real hole in the wall type of joint, but the food was lovely. Then we went out and picked up a few drinks, made our way back to the apartment, put on and show and cuddled up on the couch.

Just when I was starting to think it was going to be a quiet, cuddly type of evening, like Miles had said he wanted, the kitty leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

And now he was balls deep in my ass. I moaned lightly as I felt the kitty’s cock slick into my backdoor once again, his hips thrusting against my butt rhythmically and powerfully. His hands were placed on my cheeks, rubbing them, spreading them apart so that his cock would have nothing obstructing it as he thrust forward against and again. I could feel him playing with my fur as he did it. Sometimes, he would even bat my tail.

He might not have been that large, especially to a wolf like me, but he far made up for it with a ruthless technique. I found my back arched and my face pressed into a pillow I clung onto tightly, a doofy look on my face as ecstasy rolled through my frame. I could feel that I was already close. Not like anything was new there.

“You like this, wolfy?” Miles said down as he continued. “You almost there?”

“Almost,” I answered honestly.

“Yeah, you would be.” I felt his hand roll over my rump as he bent over my back and reached towards my other side. He thrusted again as he grabbed onto my cock firmly. A single stroke was all it took to finish me off. My eyes went wide as I hugged the pillow tightly to my body, a

feeling of warmth shooting up my spine. “Just one? You’re such a tease.” I then felt him thrust into me again, harder this time. For all his words, the kitty didn’t last long either. Soon I felt him finish and he leaned his head back and gave a long, drawn out moan.

“Oh yeah,” he said as he slid himself out, then dramatically collapsed to the bed beside me. “That’s how you end a night.” He then turned to me. His orange ears flopped over the pillow he laid on, his green eyes finding mine.

I moved my arm over him, then pulled him close. “And you just wanted to watch a movie.” I pressed my mouth against his cheek and felt him squirm a little. He relaxed after a moment and leaned into me.

“Shut the light,” he said in a whisper as he nestled closer to me, his nose buried in my chest as he snuggled close. “I have an early class tomorrow.”

“Alright,” I answered as I reached over to the switch.

I woke up with a familiar smell filling my nose, one that I had grown used to despite its notable strength. It was a nice smell, one that brought memories into my head, and made me think of all the other times I had woken up to its lovely aroma. I rolled over and pressed my nose into the warm skin under me, and took a deep breath.

Slowly, gradually, I let my eyes open. I saw a forest of orange fur around me, each little bristle soft to the touch and playful as it gently moved over the feline's body. It tickled me as it brushed my belly and stroked my nose.

Most guys would have been freaked out if they woke up the size of an ant. They’d panic, think to call someone, probably do something stupid. But not me. I’ve grown used to this stupid tick.

For me, this was a pretty normal morning. The sun came in through the window on the other side of the small room cluttered with the few things we both found useful to have close by. It illuminated the few specs of dust that drifted through the air, and gave Mile’s fur a wonderful color as it absorbed the warm rays. I loved how he looked when he was sleeping, even if I didn’t have the greatest view of him from my spot on his belly.

I had been diagnosed with a shrinking condition some years ago. At the time it had been frightening, as anyone would expect waking up at the size of an ant would be. I didn’t know how to function, how to get back to normal, how to do anything, really. But soon I learned that it was a very treatable condition, one that more people lived with than I probably thought.

The only thing that I needed to do was drink a couple drops of medicine, one which I kept on my nightstand for exactly this reason. Only, I couldn’t really reach my nightstand anymore, could I?

If I wanted to, I could get up and try to walk through the fields of Mile’s fur, then jump off onto the mattress at some point. I’d cross over the huge pillows and make my way to the nightstand, where I’d have to make a running leap and hope I didn’t trip or something. Then I’d get to the bottle, open up the tiny spout at the bottom, drink my fill, and turn back to normal. Altogether, I’d be lucky if it took me three hours.

Or, I could do the more fun thing.

I rolled over onto my back and looked down towards the huge cat’s feet. I smiled when I saw it looming in the distance. Like clockwork, Mile’s cock was rising in the air, ready for the day to start. I stared up at his massive pink shaft for a moment, appreciating the form and the look of it.

It's funny to think how tiny he seemed when we were both normal sized. He was just my little kitty, my warm little fuzzball that barely stood half my height. I could pick him up with one arm and throw him into bed, I could pin him to my chest with a bare hug and kiss him until he got mad enough to start clawing me. Now though, just his cock was probably twenty times taller than my entire body.

It was enough to make my heart flutter. There was something about being this size that I found erotic. Probably had something to do with the strong scents that shot straight up to my brain. Miles was pretty musky normally, as cat’s tend to be. When your nose is literally pressed into his crotch, it's like a completely different world.

I felt myself getting hard just thinking about it. But I didn’t have time for any fun stuff like that. Miles had an early class, and I had my own stuff to get to. If I didn’t want to spend the entire day at the size of an ant, I should probably get to work.

My legs felt wobbly as I stood up. The ground under me was constantly moving, lifting and falling with the rhythm of his deep breaths. I’d just have to get used to it. I had a bit of a walk before I reached his dick.

I starred skywards when I reached the base of Mile’s shaft a couple minutes later. It was intimidating, standing in the shadow of another boy’s cock, knowing that if it were to just slip forward onto me it would be large enough to smother me entirely. But I knew it wasn’t going to do that. When Mile’s was hard, there wasn’t much that could make his cock come down.

I looked at the base of his dick for a moment, observing the thick folds of furry skin that made up his sheath. It was always a warm place to rest up before the climb that awaited me. From experience I knew that the kitty wasn’t that sensitive near the base of his shaft. No matter how hard I rubbed it, punched it, kicked it, he wouldn’t be able to feel a thing. If I wanted his attention, I’d have to go higher.

My joints popped as I stretched them out. A lot of people say that morning workouts are the best. I’ve never cared for them, but it's a lot easier to find motivation when the alternative is staying the size of an ant. I then shook out my hands and walked up to the base of his pink cock. Nothing left to do but climb. I wrapped my arms around his warm skin and gripped on as tight as I could, digging my nails into his flesh. I knew he didn’t mind.

The heat that flowed off of it was intense. As I pulled myself upwards I felt my belly warming up.

That came in handy for those cool winter mornings where all you wanted to do was stay in bed and sleep. In the summer, it was a bit less comfortable. Now, in the springtime, it was just another thing to take in about his body.

Climbing didn’t take long. I barely weighed anything anymore, and I was able to climb over the smooth skin of his shaft almost as quickly as I had walked through his fur. Before I even thought to look down, I was halfway up the organ.

Then I felt his entire body shift slightly, and a moan escaped the kitty’s lips. It was a low moan, a deep one, one that I had become very familiar with over the years. When I looked back towards his head I could see the smile tickling the corners of his mouth. If he’s having one of those dreams, this was going to be easier than I thought.

I turned back to his massive cock and continued climbing, doing my best to ignore the gentle vibrations that went through it whenever he gave another slight moan. Soon, I reached the very head of his penis, the most sensitive part on his entire body.

His skin was spongy as I pulled myself over the lip. I continued to climb up the slight incline until I reached the very top, where his skin folded back into his slit, a dark crevasse that I knew went all the way down into his body. For a moment I just sat on top of his cock head, breathing deeply, trying to catch my breath as the scent of his musk enveloped me. Already his cock had started to drip, and there was a slight pool of his precum near his slit.

I looked down at his slit again, realizing just how small I really was. If I wanted to, I’d probably be able to fit right into his cock. I could wiggle my little body in, force myself all the way down his shaft, and eventually wind up so deep inside of him that my only way out would be to hope he jerks off so that I could ride the cum wave out.

Not today though. I had other plans than to be this kitty’s cum surfer.

I got down on my hands and knees and started rubbing against the head of his dick. I put my full body into it, leaning on his skin, pressing my nails into the flesh and dragging them along. Even at this place, the most sensitive part of his entire being, I knew that he’d barely be able to feel anything. If I wanted him to realize where I was I needed to give it my all. I kept rubbing up against him, doing everything I could to get a response.

The kitty moved again, this time giving off a more powerful moan as his hand unconsciously reached for his crotch. I looked over the edge of his dick as his fingers found his shaft and began stroking it, his claws moving through the fur and cupping his balls for a moment before grabbing his shaft. I had to lower myself and grip onto his head from the sudden impact.

“Come on Miles,” I said as I began rubbing his cock head again. “Wake up, sleepy kitty.” Milo’s breathing was becoming faster, and I could swear I felt the heartbeat through the warm skin of his cock head. He was going to finish soon, I could feel it. And if that was true, he’d wake up soon.

I looked forward as the giant feline's eyes started to flicker open. His smile was still wide as he glanced down to his cock in his hands. Yeah, that’s the Mile’s I knew. Even after a night of pounding me in the ass, he still woke up with his dick in his hands.

The big cat blinked, then rubbed his eyes with his free hand, getting out some of the gunk that was in the corners. I then saw him look to his left and right, before giving a big yawn, one that requires him to open his mouth wide, put bother arms over his head, and arch his back. The movement lifted his cock into the air more, and I was forced to grip on tightly as I was taken for a ride.

He fell back to the bed a few seconds later, his eyes still groggy, one hand resting on his flat belly. This was my chance. With him just lying there I knew he’d feel me. I pressed myself into the tip of his dick again and started rubbing with everything that I had.

Then, Miles glanced down towards me. He chuckled slightly as he reached a hand down to his cock again, except this time he gently grabbed near the top and bent it forward so that he could better see his slit. “Hello,” he said warmly, playfully. “That you down there?” His eyes started to lower again as another yawn rolled over him. He was clearly still exhausted.

But that was fine. Once he helped me out he could go right back to bed. I just needed him to grab my medicine.

Mile’s wasn’t the type to be so let such an opportunity slip by, though. The mischievous feline never passed up an opportunity to play with me. “I think I can see you down there,” he said as he moved one of his huge fingers over his dick head. I saw it lift right over me, his plush finger pad looking so warm and soft. Then he brought it down gently, the pad falling right onto my body and gently pushing me deeper into his skin. I was smothered between the tip of his finger and the head of his cock, and it felt amazing. I’ve never been in a cozy place in my life.

Then I felt him move me to the side a bit before taking his finger away. When he did, I saw that I was much closer to the center of his cock, only a slight slip away from his slit. “Careful,” the giant kitty said down to me. He blinked slowly, his eyes drooping. “Don’t fall in… or…” He opened his mouth and yawned again, this time concluding it with a subtle shake of his body, one that was probably unintentional.

With that tiny shake, I felt myself tipping down the slight incline. I tried to grab onto his skin but there was nothing to brace myself against, and I slipped down until I felt my back slap into a pool of something wet and sticky. The walls of his slightly open slit moved in on my sides, shifting and stretching to accommodate my form.

It wasn’t the worst feeling, but I’d sooner not be covered in my friend’s pre cum before starting the day. I tried to drag myself out but quickly realized that his drying squirt wasn’t going to make that easy.

I heard Miles laughing slightly as he let his head slip back onto the pillow. “Silly wolfy…” he said, his eyes closing. “Can’t even… stay…”

“Miles?” I said, realizing what was happening. “No, buddy. Come on, stay awake!” I started rubbing the parts of his cock that I could still reach, hoping that it would give him enough of a kick to remember what he was doing.

His head hit the pillow and his eyes closed completely. Then, I felt his breathing return to the rhythmic patterns of his sleep. “Ah damn it,” I said, a bit annoyed, knowing that I’d have to wake him up again. With a sigh I pressed my hands through the thick fluid around my until I felt the sensitive skin below. Again, I rubbed.

But this time it was different. I didn’t feel him shudder, and I didn’t hear him moan. Instead, I felt like I was moving down.

“Oh shit,” I muttered as I realized that Mile’s was losing his erection. “No, no, come on!” I started rubbing harder, pushing against his skin with everything that I had. This was not the place I wanted to be when he became flaccid again. Even as I rubbed, I pictured his foreskin coming up to roll over the tip of his cock.

“Mile’s wake up!” I shouted as his cock slipped further down. It became limp enough to droop to one side, where it rested on his leg. Still, I found myself stuck on his slit, his precum already dried. It stuck me hard to his slit, and no matter how hard I tried to pull, there was no way my tiny body was going to break out.

In desperation, I leaned down and shoved my nose into his skin. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue against the still damp surface of his cock, then dragged along it in a big, powerful motion. If nothing else worked, I knew that the feeling of getting his cock licked would send a jolt up his spine. It had always worked before.

Now though, I just felt his dick softening further. I licked and licked, the taste of his musk and pre-cum filling my taste buds every time I dragged my tongue over his skin. By the tenth time it became hard to continue. I coughed from the intense taste of it all, my senses all but overwhelmed.

But then I saw his sheath skin start to lift up over my head. The kitty was almost completely flaccid. I knew that in only a few moments his cock would retract completely, and I’d be sealed in. Trapped within his foreskin, pressed against the tip of his dick.

“Miles!” I called out, desperate. In answer, I only heard the slightest snore from the boy before his skin folded over his dick completely. I was encased in blackness, firmly pressed against the tip of his member, wedged inside the slit of his dick.

I faintly heard the muffled sound of Mile’s alarm starting to beep about an hour later. The kitty swung his arm to the side and smacked it blindly a couple of times until it finally shut off. Then, with a moan, he opened his eyes and looked at the numbers displayed.

“Oh shit!” he said as he read the time. His class was only ten minutes away from starting.

With adrenaline pumping through his veins, Miles jumped off of the bed and scavenged the floor until he found his underwear. From my place inside of his cock, I could feel the motion and the sounds he made. I whimpered as he pulled his underwear up, the tight fabric adding another force to shove me further inside of him. Next came his pants, and then his shirt.

I felt the movement of him walking, then I heard the door open and shut, before a series of drops that I knew was him running down the stairs. One more door and he was outside, on the street, gently jogging to make it to his class on time.

I sighed as I let myself relax, wiggled slightly deeper in between the walls of his dick. It looked like I was going to be in there a while. I might as well get comfortable.