Page 54 of Tiger By the Tail


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Roy

Iwas in a much lighter mood. I’d taken half a day off after Eva had assured me to stop worrying.

“We’ve got it. Get out of here,” she’d said with a wide grin as she pushed me encouragingly towards the door under raucous laughter from Hugh and Declan.

My team was awesome.

Laden with shopping bags, I’d arrived home, restocked the fridge and the pantry—living off takeaway had to stop—before tidying up. Once the little robot vacuum Kat had dubbed Lurch was making its rounds, I grabbed fresh clothes and made my way to the bathroom.

The shower was big enough for me but a challenge height wise. I crouched to fit under the wall-mounted rain shower.

This is heavenly.

Taking my time to rub special shampoo and conditioner into my fur, from the top of my head to the end of my tail, I let the warm water pelt down on me.

Once I was all squeaky clean, my stupid-ass mind conjured up the image of Kat on her knees with her lips wrapped around my cock.

Fuck.

It took him about zero point two seconds to push out of the furry sheath and blow up like a bloody pop up tent. Squeezing some more conditioner into my palm, I fisted my dick, enjoying the rasp of my barbs, dulled by the fur coating my skin, but still clearly palpable.

Jerking off in the shower had always been a quick and silent affair. Abbie hated it when I masturbated.

“It feels like you’re cheating on me,” she’d pout whenever she found out, or even guessed.

For the first time in years, I had…time. And the freedom to do whatever I wanted with my body. Slowing my pace to a languid stroke, I forced myself to take a deep breath to release the tension in my body. My thumb, remembering what I used to like, ran over the tapered tip, catching the first bead of precum and spreading it around. A low moaning growl rumbled in my chest, quiet enough I hoped to be drowned out by the sound of the water in case Kat had come home already.

I sped up, inching closer to the lure of my orgasm. Heat began spreading through my body, starting at the base of my tail, in my balls, up the length of my cock. Furry base totip. Base to tip. Gripping harder and steadying myself with the other against the tiled wall, watching the flushed pink length bobbing and jerking as I fucked into my fist. Close, I was so...fucking…close and—

My heavy, aching balls hugged the base of my dick so closely they were about to retreat back inside my body as pure bliss hit me like a train on a track, blinding me as I snapped my hips into my fist one last time before I lost my rhythm, and my mind.

Lips drawn back in a snarl and a groan forcing its way up my throat, I shot out rope after rope of cum that hit the wall before me. Stroking myself through it, I shook my head at my stupid-ass body. Judging by the size of my load, you’d think I hadn’t orgasmed in years, not just days.

I was shuddering despite the warm water. Once all the evidence of my orgasm had disappeared down the drain, I was still sporting a semi, and wobbly on my feet from the sheer blinding force of the O.

I needed two tries to shake most of the water out of my pelt, then I quickly cleaned the shower and wrapped one of the huge fluffy “big boy” towels I had ordered online around myself.

Should I risk going back to my room wearing this?

Air-drying normally took way too long, but it made me look less like an electric shock had made all of my hair stand on end.

I’ll risk it,I decided as I grabbed my bundle of clothes and flung open the window. The most awkward thing thatcould happen was that I ran into Kat. And maybe one thing would lead to another.

Bad Roy, get a grip on yourself.

Well, you just did that.

Great, now I’m talking to myself.

Rolling my eyes at my dumb inner monologue—or was that a dialogue?—I quickly traipsed across the hall into my bedroom. Without meeting Kat.

Meh.

Towelling myself dry, I lounged on my bed for a bit, until I heard a key turning in the lock. Jumping up, I wrenched on a tank top and boxers in case she came in. Not that Kat ever entered my bedroom without permission, but it was better to be safe than naked and instantly horny in front of my roommate. I took my time sliding the soft grey sweatpants from our last autumn/winter collection up my legs. They were fluffy inside, a tad warm for me, but I loved the feeling of the fluff rubbing on my fur with every move.

I went out to greet her. I had no intentions—well almost none. If she saw me and decided she wanted my body, who was I to stop her?

I found her in the kitchen. “Hi, you’re back. How was your day?”

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