Date: Tue, 7 Sep 2004 12:55:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chaos Wolf <chaoswolf04@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cat Next Door Chapter 2

Disclaimer: The following is an erotic story of a homosexual
nature. Please do not read if you are a minor or if it is illegal
where you live to do so. Remember to think smart and use
protection. The following is the second chapter in my "The Cat
Next Door" series. If this sounds like something you want to
read, be my guest and read. If not, go back and look for another
story to read.

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                   The Cat Next Door, Chapter 2

     Graduation was approaching fast and the harsh reviews for
finals was its herald. Boy, was that going to be interesting. The
outfits had already been ordered and one day we tried them on. I
got the gown part on as well as the other guys, but the hat was
something else. How was I supposed to stay on my head when my
ears kept getting in the way? I tried flattening my ears, but
when something was said to me, me ears perked up and the cap slid
off. I was just about to let my claws out to shred the thing into
oblivion when my Civics teacher Shannon Montgomery walked up to
me and said, "Well Mr. Birch it appears you're having a bit of
difficulty, let's see what we can do." She took some paper clips
and fastened my hair to the cap. My best friend, Jorge Rodriguez,
said, "Too bad these graduation caps aren't made for someone like
you." I said, "Yea, but if they were, they wouldn't look good for
anyone else." We gave back the cap and gowns after we practiced
walking down the stage. Classes resumed like normal afterwards.

     After a couple of classes, Jorge and I ate lunch together.
He said, "Looking forward to graduation?" I said, "Yes. It's
great we're going to the same college. I hope we're roommates."
He replied, "I doubt it. From what I've seen they choose
roommates based on interests. I know we like the same things, but
when they see where we've come from, they'll pair us with other
guys. Don't fret. We get to choose for the following years." Of
course, we could have chosen to live in an apartment, but there
were many advantages of living in a dorm. Besides, living in the
dorm was mandatory that first year. Exception was only given in
the most extreme situations and we didn't fulfill any of them.

     After school, I joined Jorge at the bike rack so we could
ride home together, but I felt my bladder acting up. I said, "I
need to do some you-know-what business." He said, "Go right
ahead. I'll wait amigo."

     I hightailed it to the restroom before the floodgates opened
and I pissed my jeans. It's not like I have a weak bladder or
something, it's just that I drank a lot of water to keep myself
hydrated on this hot day and that I stayed in class to make
certain I didn't miss anything at this crucial point in time. I
unzipped my jeans and yanked out my dick before I actually
settled into the stall. A split second after, I began to pee. It
sure felt good to get that release. I kept on pissing as I heard
the door open.

     Simon Foster decided to go pee before getting his things. He
was a member of the debate team and they won several competitions
these past few months. He opened the door and turned the corner
to where the stalls and urinals were located. The first thing he
saw was a black and white cat tail. There was only one guy it
could be. He said, "Hey Joey."

     My ears moved to the sound, a familiar sound. I said, "Hey
Simon." I saw my black classmate approach the urinal and start
peeing. He turned to me and said, "So, you looking forward to
graduation?" I said, "Sure am." Simon said, "I hear you and Jorge
are going to the same college. As a matter of fact, I'm going
there also. Are you two going to sleep together?" He knew we
fooled around often because he caught us once kissing each other
in an intense embrace. I said, "Well we probably won't be
roommates, but we'll find the time. At least we can chose each
other for the year after." He said, "Man, are you lucky. I'm not
having any success getting laid." I gave him a quizzical look and
said, "Jealous?" He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes. I
guess you can say I am. You know Garett Chang?" Who didn't? He
was a running back on our football team and scored the winning
touchdown which was just enough to win our school it first state
championship in a generation. I said, "Yup, so?" Simon said, "I
think his ass is hot especially in those football tights.
Thinking about putting this black dick up his butt just makes me
so hard. Well look at that. It's already getting stiff." I looked
over and saw his slowly inclining dark prick. Going back to
watching my piss stream flow into the urinal I said, "Have you
talked with him?" He said, "Yes. I wouldn't have brought it up if
I hadn't. He says we should get together and fool around. I'd
like to, but I'm not sure that there might be a girl I'd be
attracted to." I said, "Piece of advice. If you and Garett both
like each other, go for it. Geez, here I am giving love advice
like some cheap article. All you need is a leap of faith." washed
my hands and said, "Well, I'll see you around." He said, "Catch
you later."

     I found Jorge waiting patiently near the bike rack. We rode
home together. I didn't tell him about the conversation I had
with Simon. Why should I? It wasn't my place to be a gossip. I
tried to picture Simon with Garett. They made a good couple.
Jorge and I said our goodbyes as we approached the fork in the
road. After finals were over, prom came.

     Jorge and I decided to have a nice meal together at this
Chinese restaurant called the Golden River. We chose this place
because it was one of our favorite places. Not only did they have
great food, they also had gorgeous looking men. Why are almost
all Asian guys I come across wet dreams come true? Those waiters
wearing crisp shirts, neat bowties, aprons which better accented
their rears, and smiles whose collective task was to service
customers. A pity that their only service was to make sure our
meal went well and not the service of a blowjob. Our waiter was a
real hottie so there was a real possibility he'd be the focus of
an intense session with my hand. Jorge whispered, "What a hunk.
I'll be thinking of him as I handle myself." We ate well and went
straight from there to our school where our prom was being held.

     I rented a tux sans pants. Tuxes can be quite expensive to
buy considering how few times it can be worn so most people rent
them. Considering that I had a tail, I supplied my own modified
pants. The rest of the tux was no problem. Me and Jorge went
together to the prom which was taking place in our gym. It was a
cool event. They had plenty of food and great songs. Jorge and I
danced for a few songs and then sat down for a break. I looked
and saw Simon and Garett coming towards us and sat with us.
Garett asked, "We were wondering if you could give us pointers."
I said, "Pointers about man to man action? There's nothing to it
really, it's not exactly rocket science." Jorge said, "Just start
with a kiss. That's what we did first. No need to rush thing,
unless of course you want to." They acknowledged this suggestion
and went off and returned to where they were. Jorge took my hand
and moved it to his hard crotch. He said, "That talk got me
horny. Let's go to the restroom for some personal attention."

     I followed him to the restroom and into a stall. There
wasn't room nor time to do much, so what to do. I unbuttoned his
shirt and rubbed his muscular chest and unzipped his slacks to
feel his package. He returned the favor to run his hands through
my black and white fur that covered my equally defined chest. He
moved my sheath up and down. We then stopped. We got out, washed
our hands, and returned to the prom.

     A few hours later they announced the prom king and queen.
None of us got picked, but what was the likelihood of that
happening with four gay guys? Jorge and I returned to his car
with tenting trousers. We rode off into the night. We were
unzipped so that our members could be free of their confines. We
could have stayed there, but we would have gotten unwanted
attention.

     The car parked on a gravel lot connected to a side street
near our houses. We got out and sat in the backseat. Jorge locked
the car. There was no worry of getting discovered or hurt. The
street wasn't well traveled at this time, the windows were
tinted, and the area was well lit and was patrolled by our
Neighborhood Watch Program. We kissed passionately with our
tongues and groped each other. Jorge tenderly felt my whiskers
and whispered, "Suck me Kitty Joey." I lowered my head, opened my
mouth and took his exposed tool into my mouth. He caressed my
ears with a finger just the way I like it. My head bobbed up and
down. His hips moved about as well. His balls tensed up as he
shot his seed into my mouth. I licked his cockhead and took a
breather. Jorge wasted no time in sucking me. He had to lower my
furry sheath to show my fleshy member. It felt weird to him the
first time he tried to suck me and the fur made him gag so this
way was much better. He sucked and sucked. It didn't take me long
to cum considering that I was horny coming from the prom, through
the ride home, to when I was giving him head. I ejaculated and he
drank my cream.

     The day after, a Saturday, Garett invited me and Jorge to
his house. I had no idea what for, but something told me it was
more about him and Simon. We were led to a room that used to be a
garage. Simon was already there and looking quite eager. Garett
sat down next to him and looked at us. Are we to be
exhibitionists? I talked it over with Jorge and he had no qualms
about performing for them. I said, "Okay, we'll show you, but you
have to participate too." Garett said, "A foursome?" I replied,
"We'll see, but I was thinking just two pairs of action. Ready?"
Garett and Simon nodded.

     I walked to Jorge in a kinky swagger. He did likewise and
when our bodies came into contact, he placed his arms over my
head. Our lips met and we kissed each other passionately. My
hands roamed all over Jorge's back and his hands roamed mine. He
stroked my tail and caressed my bubble butt while I squeezed his
butt.

     Simon and Garett looked at the humanoid cat and his Latino
lover. Might as well follow suit. They walked to each and
embraced each other. Their tongues danced with each other as
their owners felt each other's bodies. Joey and Jorge stopped
moved on to the next part of their hands-on instruction.

     I lifted my arms up and Jorge took of my t-shirt. I
unbuttoned his shirt and we then proceeded to unbuckle each
other. He undid my shorts while I undid his jeans. They fell in a
simple fashion and we looked at each other in our underwear. My
hand stroked his bulge and he caressed mine. I tugged on his
underwear and pulled it down getting a good look at his ample
serving of chorizo. He did likewise and revealed my furred cock.
Jorge jacked it a bit and got a purr out of me.

     Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Garett and Simon fooling
with each other's clothing. It seemed like they really didn't
know how to go about it. While Jorge rubbed against my leg like,
well a cat, I told them in a sarcastic voice, "Foreplay isn't
supposed to be complex, so just repeat what we did." They smiled
and started to remove their clothing in a rhythmic fashion. Their
pants dropped and they stood each other with t-shirts on, boxers,
and their pants at their ankles. They stepped out of them and
placed them on the simple sofa. They then resumed their stop next
to us. Garett took out Simon's thick black meat out and Simon
took out Garett's nicely sized dick out. Soon we were all naked.
I've never heard of so much sex in one place, but here we were
four young men doing each other.

     Garett and Simon were on the couch sitting next to each
other. His head leaned down between Simon's legs and he proceeded
to suck his dick. Simon's hand reached around Garett's waist and
beat his meat. Jorge and I were sprawled on the rug sharing a
sixty-nine. Simon was the first to cum. His semen splashed
against Garett's forehead and flowed downward. When it reached
his mouth, Garett licked it up. I was second, Jorge's mouth was
wide open as I shot my spunk into his thirsty mouth. Garett was
third and leaned back as his dick became a cum fountain and his
cum shot up into the air just like a water fountain. Jorge was
last. Something told me he was putting off cumming to get the
most pleasure. There were times when his dick was in my mouth
that I though it would erupt, but then stopped. Then it happened,
his cock finally erupted into my mouth. I drank what seemed to be
a lot. Yup, he did try to put of ejaculation as long as he could.

     Simon and Garett were in a daze. I looked back at them and
asked, "So, how was it?" They looked at each other and said,
"Everything we thought it'd be." The time seemed like an
eternity, but Jorge and I had only been there about 30 minutes.
Time flies when you're having fun, I guess." I bent down to
collect my underwear. It wasn't difficult to find it since it's
the only one with a hole. I pulled up the briefs and pulled my
tail through the hole. I did likewise with my jean shorts. The
rest of the guys put their clothes on, but quicker than I. A tail
can increase the time it takes to put clothes on, but after 13
years of being like this, I had gotten used to clothing like
this. Garett then showed us three out. The door closed and Jorge,
Simon, and I were standing outside. Simon gave Jorge and I quick
pecks on our cheeks and said, "Thanks you two. Maybe we can do
this again, but more." I said, "Maybe."

     The following day was graduation in our schools auditorium.
We were all decked out in our caps and gowns. Since my last name
is Birch, I'm closer to the front than the back. First our
valedictorian and salutatorian spoke, then the rest of the top
ten students received their diplomas. It then continued in
alphabetical order. Our friend Simon was among those top ten and
was the seventh highest rated student. I was the second of us
four to obtain a High School diploma. I got up when it was my
row's turn to proceed up on stage. A voice bellowed out, "Joseph
Galen Birch". I walked out and shook hands with the principal,
vice principal, and the dean. As I walked to the principal, my
fellow graduated called out, "Meow, meow!" I smiled at them
nervously and went to get my diploma. Garett was next and his
fellow football players shouted, "Emperor!" As for poor Jorge,
his last name was Rodriguez and was near the end. No noise came
out except for applause. Too bad. The principal called for a
standing ovation and that was finished.

     My entire family got together at this Mexican restaurant
called Mama Maria's, that we'd frequently go to. My grandpa Alan
got confused on the time and hanged out at the bar about thirty
minutes before we got there. Mindful about drinking too much, he
limited himself to one beer. It's too bad Grandma Bea wasn't
alive anymore having died when I was 4. I barely remember her and
in all the pictures I have with us together, I'm human of course.
I remember that even less. Thankfully, I have some home movies of
family events. I opened gifts the gifts after everyone had their
fill of fajitas. Notable gifts included a homemade blanket with a
space motif from my Aunt Tara, a DVD player from Aunt Lucy and
Uncle Jim, and a stereo Uncle Barnaby.

     My parents and I were planning a big vacation for my
graduation just like we did when I graduated from Middle School.
This time we were going to Alaska. It was one of the last days
I'd be home alone and I asked Jorge to come over. He showed up
quickly at my door and he was already rubbing his crotch. I was
wearing regular shorts and they clearly defined my goods when I
took my shirt off. He asked, "So where do you want to screw?" I
said, "Let's go to my room." We went down to the basement,
discarding out clothes as we went down and by the time we reached
the floor, we were nude.

     Jorge sat down and said, "Joey, aren't you coming over to
suck my cock?" I got on the floor, raised my tail and said,
"Nope. This is what I want." Jorge came over and said, "Oh, you
what this Latin dong up your tailhole?" I nodded and he replied,
"Sure thing amigo. Just be sure to return the favor." I said, "I
will." He got into position and placed his hard pinga against my
hole. He put some Vaseline on it. Lube would have been more
suitable, but I'd like to see you walking into a store getting
something for sex looking like I do and being as old as me. I
relaxed as he slowly slid his member up my rear. It felt big and
good. I was afraid my tail would dampen the mood, but it behaved
itself as he moved in and out of my tight hole. This felt great
and I was in a state of euphoria. My claws came out of my fingers
and dragged into the old rug on my floor. I moaned catlike, in
pleasure as he continued to fuck me. He moaned, "Oh, man. I'm
cumming. Oh, oh, oh Joey." I felt his dick pulse in my ass as it
filled me with his seed. His orgasm subsided and he took himself
out.

     We rested for a while. It sure was more energy consuming
than we thought it'd be, but it was worth it. Jorge then said,
"Well, ready to be a tomcat and screw?" I said, "Yea." I got on
top of him and lathered my unsheathed dick with petroleum jelly.
I was going to have to wash my groin to get this stuff off
because of the fur. Jorge has no visible tail, but that didn't
diminish anything whatsoever. I slid my dick in and started to go
back and forth. He sighed with contentment in his human way. I
quickened and unlike being on the receiving end, my claws stayed
put because I didn't want to scratch him. I groaned as I
ejaculated straight up his bronze bubble butt and after a few
seconds I took my dick out.

     Jorge said, "I think we should wash up." I said, "Race you
to the shower!" We ran up the stairs still naked and went to the
bathroom to take a shower. We took turns bathing each other and
we dried off. It was easy for Jorge to dry off and I appreciated
his help drying my fur. I asked on the way back to the basement
to get our clothes back on, "So what did you like: giving or
receiving?" He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Both, but your
tail made things interesting." My ears flattened and said, "I
know. It was annoying wasn't it?" He said, "Amigo, you might
think that, but it was no serious problem. Interesting doesn't
automatically mean bad." My ears perked up and I said, "True. I
liked both too." I showed him to the door and said, "Well this is
it. I hope we can get together before college." Jorge's head
turned around and said, "We'll see and if we don't. We'll see
each other in college. Oh, this is for you." He took a picture
out of his pocket. It was a photo of his naked body in a pose
worthy of a porn magazine. I said, "Thanks. I wish I had one of
my own to give you." Jorge said, "Hey, that's okay. Have fun
amigo." I waved goodbye and closed the door.

     That was that. So little time now. Jorge talked a bit
afterwards on my private line sometimes having phone sex. We then
started to pack our luggage. A few days later we arrived at the
airport to go on our vacation.
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