Loonatics Undressed by Kyell Gold (a book to read .txt) 📗

listening, and it didn’t occur to him until Rev’s voice had gotten quicker to ask his question.

“Rev, would you want…” Rev looked up at him, beak hanging open. “Would you want to do something sometime with… you know… something besides paws? And beaks?”

The roadrunner’s eyes creased with laughter. “You mean like real screwing heck I think I might be up for that but ohhhhh if you stop now,” his hand, still stroking, tightened, “I think you’d have one upset roadrunner here cause I’m gonna make a mess of my sheets in a few seconds here ahhh Tech don’t stop don’t stop!”

Tech recognized, by now, the familiar tightening of Rev’s body, the clenching in his arms and the rising scent of arousal. He slid his other arm under the roadrunner and lifted him, rolling onto his back and pulling Rev on top of him so that a few seconds later, he had a nice view of Rev’s beak hanging open and his blissful expression as he gasped, “ohTechohTechcomingcomingahhhhhh!”

His shaft convulsed in Tech’s paw, shooting hot seed over it and onto the coyote’s stomach, where it lay on his fur and slowly cooled. The scent reached Tech’s nostrils a moment later, making him inhale to savor it as he kept pumping, looking up at Rev as he did. The roadrunner’s beak was closed, his teeth gritted as he moaned in time with his spurts and finally shuddered to a stop.

He weighed so little on Tech’s hips that he felt almost like a dream, unreal and hollow, but his hand was solid. He’d kept a grip on Tech’s shaft and now moistened his fingers with his seed, stroking slowly as his breathing evened. The coyote lifted his paw from the twitching shaft and set it on his stomach, angling the other behind his head and looking up.

Rev opened his eyes and grinned when he saw Tech looking up. “I like this going slow thing I think it might catch on now let me see how slow I can go with you but I’m not gonna be able to resist giving you a little vibrato here and there cause I know how much you like that and it’s fun to watch you just let me catch my breath here for a moment whew you sure know how to use those fingers of yours.”

Tech grinned back. “Take your time,” he said, already panting now that Rev was stroking again, and unable to keep from squirming when the nimble fingers vibrated up and down his shaft. Rev grinned more widely and settled himself astride the coyote’s hips, stroking and sometimes making his fingers vibrate against sensitive areas. The sensations built again, aided by the smell of the roadrunner that hung in the air, and after a little while Tech closed his eyes, and after another little while he arched his back, and then just when he thought he was going over the edge, Rev slowed his strokes.

He cracked one eye open and saw the roadrunner’s grin, and gave himself up, helpless under the teasing fingers. Once again Rev played him to the edge and brought him down, and then the third time, just as he was thinking he couldn’t take much more of this, the stroking, pumping fingers didn’t stop. Tech wondered what musical frequency his body was singing at as his back arched again, his ears standing straight out from his head and his toes curling as Rev guided him upward to his crescendo. He yelped and moaned and squirmed and felt his seed shooting out of him to land on his stomach with Rev’s, and the climax went on and on and then was over. His body sank back to the sheets, but Rev was still stroking him, so he grabbed the roadrunner and pulled him down, hugging him tightly and squishing his stomach against Tech’s sticky fur.

Rev squawked a protest too late. “Aw jeez Tech look at that I’m all messy now and mmmmmmf.”

Tech held the kiss and then sank back again, exhaling, his paws stroking down the thin strong curve of Rev’s spine to his tail feathers. Rev snaked his slender arms under Tech’s shoulders and hugged back lightly.

“We should do this more often,” Tech said.

“I could probably go every day if you’ve got the stamina for it but I know coyotes get tired out easily and have trouble keeping up with roadrunners if you want to try I’m game though.” Rev grinned at him, rubbing his beak against Tech’s whiskers.

“No, I mean… this.” Tech gestured to the bedroom and returned his paw to Rev’s back.

Rev looked around, his topknot bobbing. “Yeah the privacy is nice I admit plus I like getting to look at your sexy coyote body there even with the lycra don’t get to see how nice it is all the time just glimpses in the locker room and here I can stare and not worry that Slam or Ace is gonna notice.”

“I like it too,” Tech said. He dragged his claws down Rev’s rear, feeling the taut muscles under the plumage, and ruffled the feathers as he pulled his fingers back up the roadrunner’s sides. “And I like… I like sleeping here, too.”

“I wouldn’t mind stayin’ in your room once or twice I guess and you could stay here some of the time if you like no reason not to since you don’t snore and I don’t either least my last girlfriend didn’t complain about it.” Rev settled back against Tech.

The mention of his last girlfriend sent a discordant note through Tech’s mood. He shifted, his paws stilling. No reason to react that way, he told himself. He’s not seeing her any more. But why would he mention her now, just when we’ve decided to sleep together?

“I guess I should get to work,” he said. “I need to come up with some kind of solution before 3, right?”

Rev lifted his head, tilted it, and then nodded. “Sure Tech wanna shower first on second thought let me shower first