My Furball (Hybrid Mpreg)

Chapter 3 (SMUT)

William's POV

His lips were soft and supple, which felt nice on my contrasting chapped lips. With a one swift movement of my arm, Thomas was drawn closely into my body, our heat emitting onto each other. In a few moments the kiss ended, though I wish it didn’t, but at least the small male stopped crying. I wasn’t sure about Thomas’s feelings, but mine were making my heart beat out of my chest; they made me crave the innocent figure that sat before me. “Thomas...You’re a nice kisser,” was all I managed to say before I took his face into my hands again to plant another kiss on him, this time with more force and passion. The other was a bit taken aback by my sudden onslaught of stronger actions towards him; it was rather cute in all honesty, but then again, Thomas was the definition of cute.

To my surprise the thin male in my arms tried his best to return the fiery kiss, but to little avail because in this moment he was mine, and I wanted to show him that the only way I could. Dominance. Slowly but surely, my tongue glided across his lips, asking for entrance. He took the hint and opened his mouth slightly, allowing me to push my tongue further into his mouth. Our spit mingled together in the heat of our passion. My hands traveled down his body then up and under his shirt, first exploring the bones of his back then moving to the smooth and delicate skin of his stomach. His muscles quivered under my lithe fingers and small noises escaped from his mouth. By now the blanket had fallen off of the smaller male’s body, leaving him uncovered, which ultimately lead me to the exploration of his lower half.

Down my hands moved from Thomas’s stomach to his thighs, causing him to tense up a bit. Concern dawned over me. What if he wasn’t ready for this? Was I going too fast? All of these questions were racing through my mind, that I should couldn’t help but address them.

“You’re a virgin, right?” I asked, breaking the kiss yet still keeping my hands on his thighs. Maybe that question was a little too blunt, but I supposed that it had to be asked some time or another.

“Yes..”  he answered in a shy tone, averting his eyes from me. I brought one of my hands up to his chin so I could bring his gaze back up to me. His shocking green orbs stared into mine, almost as if signaling his fear of being penetrated for the first time.

“What about giving or receiving a hand job?”

“Me never done that either…”

“Blow jobs?”

He shook his wavy brown locks in response to my last question. I knew he was pure, but I wasn’t aware that he was that innocent. To be fair, it was actually a turn on to know that I was the one, or hopefully going to be the one, to take away his innocence, but only if he wanted of course!

“But..me want to try!” Thomas blurted out, a determined look crossing his features. A sly grin crept across my face as a leaned in to pepper his face with kisses, moving my hands up and down on his thighs. I could feel a shiver run throughout his body, but the tenseness seemed to have vanished. Becoming more bold, I moved my hands up even high, getting closer and closer to his crotch area. I caught sight of the other biting his lip in anticipation as my one of my hands finally reached the destined location. In a span of mere seconds my hand was down his pants and into his boxers, already grabbing hold of his semi-throbbing member. This action aroused a moan from the male, which was music to my ears. His pleasure was my only goal, because let’s face it: your first time should be special and memorable...and as enjoyable and pleasing as possible.

Soon Thomas’s pants were off and I was on top of him, dick still in hand and steadily pumping. He was writhing in pleasure underneath me, letting out moan after moan. Then off came my pants and boxers, which caused the other to stare profoundly. Was eight inches really that big? To my surprise, after he was done looking, he shot his own hand out and grasped onto my own member, following my pumps. I couldn’t help but let a moan at the sudden pleasure before bringing myself down to give him a rather sloppy kiss. Before I knew it the kiss ended and my lips traveled down his neck then stopped at the hem of his shirt. Off came his shirt, then off came mine, which let me move my lips down even further onto his chest. Soon I met with one of his nipples, and soon that same nipple was taken into my mouth where I proceeded to suck and nibble, causing more small noises to escape the other’s partially parted lips. My fingers uncurled from around his cock and moved to the puckered entrance of his ass. Prod after prod was done by one of my slender fingers, getting him at least a little prepared for the next action of our lust.

That same finger entered into Thomas’s hole moments later, resulting in a high-pitched scream to emit from him. A sudden feeling of guilt washed over me as I heard the pained cry of my lover, so I kissed his lips once more in a comforting way, telling him through our lip-locking that everything will be okay. He tried to kiss back, but it seemed as if the pain was too much for him to function properly. Slowly I moved my finger in and out, trying to get him used to the feeling. His screams soon turned into whimpers, which relieved me in the greatest. When I thought he was ready for more, I inserted another finger, scissoring him slightly. The pained whimpers could still be hard, but I knew that he was at least feeling more pleasured. His member rose profoundly, as did mine, and I felt that it was time to carry things on in a more...intimate manner, so I pulled out my fingers and looked him straight in the eyes. Green met blue in a question that begged an answer. The question was of course, are you sure? Thomas nodded in response to the silent inquiry, which gave me the consent that I needed.

I positioned myself on top of the smaller male, my member throbbing prodding at his entrance. In my mind I counted to three and then penetrated him. As soon as I was entered I let out a wanton moan at his tightness, while Thomas on the other hand let out another shrill scream. After two pumps inside of him I stopped, letting him get used to my thickness. Tears brimmed at the bottom of his eyes, the pain being obvious. I used one of my hands to wipe at his eyes before leaning down to kiss his nose.

“It’s okay...It’ll only hurt for a little bit, just tell me when,” I reassured him with a smile. Thomas smiled back at me to the best of his ability and a few moments later nodded and said, “Move now..” I followed his orders and began to thrust as gently as I could into him. His tightness felt so damn good that I wasn’t sure how long I could hold myself out for.

Soon enough Thomas was practically screaming my name as my thrusting quickened, and I was breathing sharply through my nose as I felt the other male’s hands clutch onto my hair and pull.

“T-Thomas..” I panted, only getting a loud moan in response from the other, “D-Does this feel g-good..?” He couldn’t form sentences anymore, the pleasure being too much, so he just moaned and whined as an answer. I just assumed that meant that he was enjoying it.

Right towards the end of our little rendezvous, we heard a knock at the door. I cursed under my breath and stopped thrusting for a bit.

“Y-Yeah?” I called out in an annoyed tone.

“Would you quit? I can hear you from all the way in the kitchen!” Louis’s voice replied, in an equally annoyed tone as mine.

“Leave.”

As soon as I knew my brother had left the other side of the door, I continued to ram into my lover. Over and over again, moan after moan until I couldn’t hold out any longer. But before I could reach my climax, Thomas beat me to it. His cum sprayed over both of us, complete with another one of his noisy moans. Oh, how I loved it when he moaned! Soon after the other male, I met with my climax as well, though I didn’t pull out, causing my cum to squirt inside of Thomas.

With a few pants I pulled out and layed to the side of him, watching him breathe heavily as well. It seemed as if he was frozen in place with a permanent pleasured face smile onto his features. I reached out one of my hands and turned his head so he was facing me again before gently kissing him then pulling away.

“How was that for a first time?” I asked with a smirk. Thomas just smiled that beautifully cute smile of his and wrapped his arms around my neck, nuzzling close. I could feel his soft ears tickle my nose; it was such a nice feeling.