Page 69 of Furred Lines


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My cock leaked so much precum, it slid down my length and clung to my barbs.

“Sit down for me, yeah?” He moved to the side and waited for me to take a seat. I suppressed my groan when he took hold of his cock and gave himself a little squeeze. “You’re so sexy,” Noah murmured as he slid to the floor and urged my knees wider with his shoulders.

“Oh my goodness.” I had no time to be embarrassed about my little mewl because before I could even feel ashamed, he stuck his face into my balls and fucking sniffed me.

“Noah!” I sobbed and barely managed to get my shirt out of the way before I came all over my stomach.

He slowly lifted his head and let his eyes roam over my lap. His teeth dug into his plush bottom lip and a smile broke out on his face. Noah winked at me and licked the spot he had just bitten down on.

“Told you so.”

“Ugh!” I slumped into the cushions and flung an arm over my eyes. “You sniffed my balls, Bright. I had no idea it would be so hot.”

My cock was still stiff as a rod.

“Right?” He giggled. “That was so good. I love your scent.” Then he was back between my legs, pressing his face into my balls again. He inhaled deeply and moaned.

“Holy shit, Noah!” I dug my paws into the cushions to keep myself from touching him. I didn’t want to pressure him into doing anything he wasn’t comfortable with.

He hummed and rubbed his scruffy cheek back and forth over the sensitive fur covering my nuts.

“Youcancome again, right?” he asked in a muffled voice. He knew from everything we’d got up to in Kirkmuir, but that he asked anyway almost did my head in.

“Pretty much, yeah,” I bit out. “Half a dozen times or so.”

Noah surfaced again, one eyebrow arched. I nodded. “Let’s validate your claim, Sinclair,” he added in a posh accent, then stuck his face back into my crotch. “I’ll risk it, then.”

“Risk what?” I asked, although I knew what he meant. He didn’t answer my question but instead fondled my balls. Gods, with how full and tight they felt, they had to be fucking blue under my fur. Pleasure tingled in my core, and I came again in minutes without Noah touching my cock once.

“That’s so fucking hot, Sinclair,” he rasped. “You’re the first person I’ve ever been with who came from me playing with your balls. So hot,” he repeated in a dreamy voice.

I shivered where I sat.Shit. We were two orgasms in, and I hadn’t given the video a single thought. It wasn’t that I was shy or had a problem with anyone seeing me come. At least I thought I didn’t.

Being like this with Noah was just so good. It made me happy and I wanted to be in the moment with him, not watch him through a screen. I’d done that for a decade. I wanted the real deal, thank you very much.

“Want me to film?” I asked him in an unsteady voice as I reached for his phone. Noah snagged my hand in his before I could reach it. The fingers of his other hand wrapped around my cock, and he brought my tip to his mouth.

“Touch me, okay?” Noah requested before he let me slide between his lips.

By all the fucking deities watching.

He held onto my hand while he blew me, and he closed his eyes in such a tender and trusting way that my eyes misted over. I’d had my fair share of hookups, but this, right here, felt so big and meaningful.

The phone lay forgotten on a cushion next to me while Noah drove me out of my mind with his mouth.

“Holy hell, Noah!” I stroked his cheek. “You—that thing you do with your tongue. Do that again. Please!” I would crawl and beg if he wanted me to.

Fuuuck.

He swirled his piercing around my cockhead again, running the little metal ball over my leaking slit and fucking dipping into it. Noah moaned around me and the sound travelled straight through my cock and into my heart.

“Yes! Just like that,” I urged him on. His eyes caught mine and held on as his fingers dug into my thighs. He groaned again when he took me deeper and his throat tightened around my barbs. Gods, yes, I bet that felt good.

Without overthinking it, I leaned over and hastily pushed two fingers into my mouth. I spread my saliva over his hole. Noah whimpered around me and clenched under my fingertips. My next orgasm was brief and gut wrenching.

“Keep going, if you can,” I spurred him on. He nodded and sucked and slurped, occasionally losing his rhythm as he tried to get my finger inside his ass.

“So eager, Bright,” I growled. “Are you sure you want this? You got to be sore after Kirkmuir.”