The Fifteen Minute Challenge
The rules are simple. Whatever subject you want, however much you can write, in only fifteen minutes! Get a clock, grab your imagination (and your cock) and GO! I'd like to see how many people can try this as well as how many read and comment on these.
Title (Can fill in after): Open Mike
Time Start:7:23
Time Finish:7:45 Red Text after 7:38
Mike couldn’t believe what was happening. He’d mistyped a url into his smartphone’s browser and bam! Gay porn, on his phone. The volume was way up so the moaning of the boy on the screen, pulling fast and firm on his junk echoed in the bathroom stall of the boys gym. Quickly, Mike turned the sound down, but something kept him from stopping the video file.
His own cock rose rapidly as he watched and his paw slipped down around his otter sheath. His pinkish tip slipped out. As he felt the cool air of the gym bathroom envelop his slender otter boi bits, he shuddered. His sensitive, soft finger pads grasped ever so gently as he started stroking in time with the other boy.
“Oh man, that feels so good. Awesome cock, dude,” he heard the boy on the video say. The other boy, a canine with a short but thick cock and a bulging knot, slowed his paw motions long enough to squeeze on that prominent knot. A short spurt of pre-cum slipped up and out of the canine’s cock, sliding over the arrow head shaped point of the canine’s boyhood.
“You like that, don’t you?” The boy said, his voice sounding sort of echoey.
“Wow, that’s hot,” Mike whispered, his own hand twisting slightly on his long slender otterness.
“Yeah, yours is hot too,” Mike heard back, grinning. “Would love to play with it while you suck mine. You want that too, dontcha?”
“Uh huh!” Mike heard himself say, his paw bringing more of his cock out from his sheath, his gym shorts up under his balls, as his legs wiggled about, twitching with his rising feelings. The canine on the screen seemed to be panting louder, his own legs moving about. Mike could see the other boy had similar gym shorts on, bunched around his left ankle.
“Oh, yeah. Gonna cum now. Gonna cum right into your belly fur. Gonna spray you,” the other boy said, his voice switching into a harsh whisper. Mike could feel the tension in the other boy’s voice as he himself felt his own cum rising.
“Me too,” Mike whispered, falling into a pattern with the video. Just as he felt himself nearing the end, the canine’s cock on the video expanded, his knot swelling even more and then exploding in wads of thin, twitching, spurting, spraying dog cum. Mike watched and kept stroking, feeling his own breath catch just as he was climbing to the top himself and then.
Mike shot. Ropes of his otterseed flew and landed on the door of the toilet stall, dripping down as his long slender cock pumped in his paw. He felt himself tremble with the power of his orgasm, and watched as his thigh muscles clenched with the waves of it.
When he had come back into his body, he realized that the video was still running. He looked down, hoping to remember the website when he noticed that the boy on the other end was still milking his canine cock, slowly pawing. And the video showed the name of Mike’s own school on the hem of his gym shorts.
As he watched, the canine on the other end was whispering low and sexy. “You liked that? Yeah, that was great. I loved watching you get off watching me.” Then the camera switched around so that the canine’s face swam into view. Mike gasped, recognizing one of the older furs in his own gym class.
“If you liked playing around on your phone, maybe you’ll like playing around with the real thing, Mike. See ya after gym.” And then the video stopped. Mike suddenly realized two things. He hadn’t activated his web browser, he’d turned on the video chat. Also, he realized he’d pretty much just found someone to play pawing games with. He blushed furiously and felt his shrinking otter cock twitch, shuddering with an aftershock.
