Thread: Leader of the Pack (Rpfiend_123 x InitiateInspiration)

He could feel the relief coming. His eyes shut tight and oblivious to the outside world, just focused on his own mission right at that moment. Just another minute. He thought. The tightening of his core, the precum leaking out of the tip and slicking around his shaft as he stroked let him know he was near completion. Just then, a soft voice saying his name pulled him out of his little trance and back into reality. His mouth dropped open in shock and surprise and his eyes widened, he looked over, seeing a young, short Grace standing in his doorway, here eyes obviously locked on to his hands wrapped around his red member. Grace, wh.. what are you.. he hunched over to cover up, but that only served to slide his paw downward, the final stroke that would send him over the edge. Not a split second sooner had she turned around to leave than he emptied his load out into his hand, which had capped over his unique tip in an effort to hide it from the young girl's eyes. White, thick fluid shot out between his fingers, covering the black fur in a sticky hot substance that leaked out and on to the counter top, making thick dropping noises. Ahhhhh.. his moan was more like a howl, and he shuddered into the feeling of release, tainted by the embarrassing scenario he'd just been in. No, Grace, wait! he shouted after her, as he watched her disappear. He looked down at the mess he'd made on the counter and on his hands it had begun to drip down to his thigh and he growled in frustration. He grabbed a nearby towel and wiped everything off as quickly as he could, yanking his sweatpants up to his waist and running after the young girl. If he'd taken more time to clean up, and more time to assess the situation, he would have noticed that the relief provided himself did little to actually lessen the erection, and it still tugged a bit at the cloth, leaving an outline almost down to his knee in addition, the cum and natural wetness had seeped through the grey cotton, making a dark line as well. He caught her just as she was grabbing her flip flops. Grace, please, let's talk about this really quick. His voice was calm and low, with a hint of desperation. What if she planned on going and telling her parents what happened? There would be no 'benefit of the doubt,' given to him and he'd be thrown in jail for life, he was sure of it. Just, please? He asked, hoping that she would calm down and stay. I just had to uhh.. you know, take care of that.. He paused, wondering exactly how much she knew about the 'birds and the bees,' but decided it best to treat her like an adult. My kind, we just.. we have to take care of that kind of stuff more quickly when it strikes us, you know? Otherwise we may not be able to control ourselves and.. He stopped, realizing he was a sentence short from insinuating that had he not jacked off in the bathroom, that he'd be using her as his release. Just please don't tell your parents what you saw in there, ok? Or.. anyone for that matter. Not your friends.. Not Kyle. His eyes were soft with pleading, and he stopped ranting for a moment to let Grace have a moment to respond. He waited with tense nerves for a response.