Arlow’s High Spirits & Delicatessen

The sign for Redwood Port is so old and faded that it’s easy to miss its exit off the highway. Redwood Port is a small but bustling ocean town with just a few hundred people who actually live there. It’s known for its serene beaches, hiking trails, delicious food, and being -the- LGBTQ+ destination of The South.

Located halfway down the pier next to the Bait -N- Line shop you’ll find “Arlow’s High Spirits & Delicatessan” run by Arlow himself. Back in his college days, Arlow set up a small stand selling brown sugar lemonade and sandwiches for his fellow students on the pier. Before long, his menu and business started to grow until it became an infamous destination for having the best potato salad and Ruben sandwiches you’ll ever eat anywhere. His warmth and hospitality is apparent the moment you walk through his doors. Arlow takes running his business very seriously, but he still has room in his heart for pleasures, too..

You’ve been coming to Arlow’s for years now. Even though you went to university together, you first met when he started selling snacks on the pier. You watched him grow and become a comforting icon for the town. Out of all of his regular clientele, he seems to have a cheerier demeanor when you enter his shop. On this particular day, you show up a little earlier than normal. Just before he opens for the day. Arlow gleefully cleans the storefront windows notices you approaching him, letting out a howl of excitement.

“Awooo!!” He literally couldn’t control his outburst. He wraps his arms around you, holding you for a few moments before pulling himself free. It’s been almost a whole summer since you last saw each other. “I’m not open yet, but please come inside!”

Arlow’s shop is so tidy and inviting. Prepackaged snacks and goods fills the walls and shelves. Immediately to the right is a wide assortment of freshly prepared salads, olives, and pickled vegetables. Fresh rounds of meats, breads, and cheeses sit in cozy baskets and trays behind the glass display. Arlow guides you to sit at a small table as he fetches to make you breakfast. No need to tell him anymore. Arlow knows exactly what you like.

You and Arlow spend about an hour catching up. Sharing laughs and sentimental moments of the summer. The conversation is perfectly complimented with the delicious meal he prepared for you. It’s been too long since you shared a moment like this together.

“I’m so happy you’re here,” Arlow said gently, resting his head on his paw extending the other to grasp yours. “I hope this doesn’t sound crazy. But all summer I hoped the next person to walk through that door would be you.”

The sincerity in his eyes was hard to look away from. Something was changing inside of you. Inside of him. It was hard to put into words, but it started to become clear when you realized how quiet it was suddenly. It was only you and Arlow. Holding hands and the hum of the florescent lights. He starts leaning towards you slowly as you do the same. Something was pulling you two closer together. The grip you have on each other’s paws tightens as your lips lock. After a moment, the kiss becomes more open, but slow. Your tongues drag and slide over one another. The kiss is sweet, like brown sugar lemonade.

The kiss breaks for a moment as you gaze at one another. It was the first time you two shared something like that together. Oddly, it felt like a long time coming. Arlow stands from his chair, still holding your hand. Guiding you down one of the aisles to make sure you’re out of view of any passers by looking in. After being secluded, you feel him press against you once more. This time with more vigor and longing. He kicks off his sandals as you both strip down completely, only breaking the kiss once to remove his shirt. Your breaths become hotter and louder as you grip both your cock and his together. It’s all happening so fast..

Arlow’s cock leaks like a faucet, completely soaking your length in a matter of seconds. Your paw moves down further to cup at his hefty sack. Arlow’s own paws kneed and grope at your form, only opening his eyes every so often to connect with yours before bringing the kiss in deeper. Without warning, Arlow pulls you away and starts to pant desperately.

He doesn’t say anything. He only grins and drops to his knees, lifting his rear high in the air and wags his soft, curly tail. Arlow lays fully exposed, wanting you so badly to lick at his pink, exposed rear. Wasting no time, you firmly grab both cheeks and give a few teasing licks at his perfectly round butt. The relaxed, satisfied growls he makes encourages you to be more bold. You grip the base of his cock and balls as you plunge your maw deep into his ass. Your tongue slips past his tight ring and presses at his internal walls. Arlow raises his rear higher and lets out another growl, louder and longer than before. His toes curl as he pushes himself back against your face, already soaked with saliva. More thick ropes of precum ooze onto the floor below him, though you manage to catch some to lubricate your rock hard cock. Another moment passes before you stand looming over Arlow’s weakened and ready body. His ass is properly soaked and ready for something else..

You grip your meaty cock and prod at Arlow’s hole for a moment. He desperately reaches down for his own cock and starts to beat himself off vigorously. It’s becoming too much for either of you to wait any longer. Slowly, inch by inch, your cock pushes past his ring. Arlow breathes rhythmically as he takes you in without much fuss. After a minute or two, he’s taken your entire length to the base. You pause to make sure he’s okay before delivering gentle thrusts to his backside. Your balls slap audibly against his as you start to pick up the pace. Each thrust smashing into his guts causes him to wince with delight. Before long, you plant both of your paws firmly to the ground to support yourself, pounding his ass with all your might. Arlow is completely lost in his head. His body being completely pulverized with each valiant bash while tugging at his own meat. Both of you howling and growling with complete sexual euphoria. You know you’re close.. but do you finish inside him? You try asking but Arlow is completely unresponsive. He’s too far gone. You try to hold it off but you can’t. You’re going to burst..!

*BOOM BOOM!!* Two loud knocks pound at the front door of the shop. “HEY! Arlow! Open up! You’re 20 minutes late!” a voice shouts from outside. He both correct and spoiling your moment together.

Arlow laughs and gasps beneath you. “Ha-ha! We waited all summer to see each other again. We can wait just a little longer.” You can feel him smiling under you as you both shift to stand upright again. Your member still stiff as a board and on the verge of bursting. “Hold out for me until my break.” Arlow adds, pressing another kiss to you. The two of you find your clothes and quickly make yourselves ready. It’ll be a few hours yet before you two finish where you left off.

That Arlow. Still as sweet as brown sugar lemonade.

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WHEW that was a lot! Hope it was an enjoyable read. I’m not much of a writer at all but adding these short stories to my illustrations helps in adding more character to the boyfriends I do! The stories won’t happen all the time.. just for the ones I REALLY enjoy making!

Thank you all so much for following along this week. Your support and encouragement helps to make everything I do here possible. REALLY excited to show y’all my next illustration next week! :3