Bengali’s Dream-Come-True
By Jewel
Bengali sighed as he opened his bedroom door. He felt so lonely, and he didn’t know why. Cheetara had dumped him so that she could date Panthro, and his heart really ached because of it. He walked over to the window and looked out of it. This was the seventh girl that had dumped him because he just couldn’t manage to do anything with them.
He turned as the door opened. Tygra walked in. “Bengali, are you okay? You’ve been acting funny lately.”
He shook his head. “I don’t know what’s wrong. All the girls I’ve known have dumped me. I… can’t seem to manage to cum with them.” He felt a tear fall from his eye, but didn’t care. “I… I can’t stand it anymore, Tygra. It hurts so much.”
Tygra lowered his eyes… seductively? “Did you ever thing that maybe…”
“That I’m gay?” He thought about it. “I don’t know…” He knew that Tygra was gay. He’d seen him hanging around lots of guys, especially Lion-O, though the young Lord of the Thundercats already showed more interest in women than men. Actually, now that he thought about it, he was kind of jealous when he saw Tygra with another guy. Not to mention that he was… well… kind of cute…
Tygra slowly reached out and caressed Bengali’s cheek. “Want to try it and see?”
Bengali looked into Tygra’s dark eyes. He was getting a funny feeling in his stomach. “I… guess…”
Tygra gently took Bengali’s face in his hands, leaned forward and kissed him. Bengali shivered. This was… new and… lovely. He liked it. He leaned more towards Tygra, wanting more. Bengali’s hands shyly took a hold of Tygra’s hips and pulled him closer. “Yes,” Tygra purred against Bengali’s lips. “You’re responding beautifully…”
Bengali shivered as Tygra gently took hold of his crotch. His body responded, and he kissed Tygra a little harder. “Tygra… I need more somehow… please…”
Tygra pulled him towards the bed. “Come with me and I’ll show you more.”
Bengali followed Tygra willingly. His penis was hardening against Tygra’s hand, and it felt so good. “There *is* more?” he asked, breathing heavily.
Tygra smiled. “Lots more.” Once on the bed, they started taking off each other’s clothes, touching every inch of skin that was revealed. Bengali loved every touch.
“Tygra,” he whispered as Tygra gently squeezed his dick. “Please, I feel like I’m going to cum…”
Tygra whispered into Bengali’s ear telling him where to move, and when he was on all fours, Tygra got behind him and stuck his cock up Bengali’s ass.
Bengali closed his eyes in pain and pleasure as Tygra began fucking him and jacking his dick all at once. “It hurts only the first time,” Tygra explained gently. “Then it gets better…”
Bengali began breathing deeper. He’d never felt anything like this. “Tygra, more…”
Tygra’s hands moved faster as his meat fucked Bengali quicker. “You’ll get more, Bengali, don’t worry…”
Bengali and Tygra each let out a shout as they both cummed at once. Bengali collapsed on the bed, and Tygra fell beside him. “Tygra, that was… wonderful.”
Tygra smiled sleepily. “Just wait until tomorrow morning.”
Bengali smiled back. “Does it feel just as good?”
Tygra opened his eyes seductively. “It feels better. Believe me, it’ll blow you away.”
@
The next morning, Bengali rolled over sleepily, and then smiled. He was gay, and he didn’t care. He didn’t feel lonely at all anymore. He had Tygra. He looked over at his lover, surprised to find him already awake.
“I believe I promised you something better than what I showed you last night,” he said, kissing Bengali. Tygra reached down and gently held Bengali’s nut sack. The touch sent Bengali’s mind wild, and he felt his penis begin to harden again. He watched as Tygra began fondling Bengali’s nuts and touch Bengali’s dick until it was hardened all the way.
“Tygra, that feels so good,” was all Bengali could say.
“It gets so much better,” Tygra replied. He began jacking Bengali’s cock as he continued to fondle his balls. When he stopped for a second, Bengali’s eyes closed and he moaned desperately. Something wet and hot engulfed his nuts, and his eyes flew open to see Tygra sucking on them. His hips desperately wanted to move, but Tygra kept them from doing so by holding them to the bed. He felt his body shudder with an almost uncontrollable need.
“Tygra…” he moaned.
Tygra stopped sucking Bengali’s nuts, only to lick his hardened penis. Bengali moved so that he could get it closer to Tygra, feeling as if he’d never get enough air. Tygra obliged Bengali by placing his mouth over the head of Bengali’s meat and sucked hard while licking the very tip of it with his tongue. Bengali let out a shout, and felt himself cum inside Tygra’s mouth. Tygra swallowed, gave Bengali’s dick one more lick, then smiled down on his lover.
“Oh, man, Tygra, that was so great…”
“I told you it was better,” Tygra purred.
“Can I… do it to you?”
His smile widened. “Do you want to?”
“Yes.”
Tygra leaned forward and kissed his lips. “Let me show you how to do it right…”
@
Cheetara looked up as Bengali walked into the room. “Good grief, Bengali, you look like you had one hell of a wild night. Your hair is a mess!” She turned back to her pancakes and took a huge bite.
He ran his hand through his hair, guessing it was a mess. “Well, it’s not as messy as yours,” he said, noticing her hair was all tangled. “What did *you* do? Make love to the toilet seat?”
She scowled at him. “Watch it…” She lifted her loaded fork in warning.
He smiled. “Just kidding. Really, what were you doing last night?”
She chewed her pancakes slowly. “Talking with Panthro,” she lied easily. “And you?”
Not about to tell her the truth either, he shrugged. “I slept restlessly last night.”
She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, sure, and I’m supposed to believe that when you look as if you took a tumble in the hay with someone.”
“And I’m supposed to believe that you were only talking to Panthro.” He sat down and bit into a muffin. “Right.”
Pumyra walked into the room. She glanced at Cheetara and Bengali. “Did you two get back together again without telling anyone? Both of you have messy hair.” Her hair didn’t have a tangle in it anywhere.
“No,” Cheetara replied. “I was talking to Panthro last night, and Bengali insists that he slept restlessly.”
Pumyra sighed. “I think I’m jealous. Well, I have only three months left before Lion-O and I finally get married.” She smiled. “I’ll have to teach him every move there is, Snarf having sheltered him and all. I’ll probably get more action than all of you guys put together.”
“But until then you aren’t going to do anything at all!” Snarf said, walking into the room with another basket of muffins and a plate of pancakes. “Now stop boasting about your ‘midnight exploits’ and eat your breakfast.” He put the basket and the plate on the table, and then walked back into the kitchen.
Pumyra picked up a muffin in one hand, and a pancake in the other. “So, Bengali, even though you seem to insist on saying that you slept restlessly last night, I know someone was with you.” She smiled. “You seem to keep forgetting that my bedroom is right beneath yours. You were fooling around last night and again this morning.”
Bengali smiled. “I’m not telling. Let’s see if you can guess.”
She swallowed another bite. “That girl in the settlement, there… I believe her name is Fillita. She’s one of the six girls in the settlement of age who aren’t married. Was it her?”
“No.”
“Jolania, then.”
“No.”
“Laranta? Holina? Jesilata? Birchala?”
“No, no, no, and no.”
Cheetara’s eye narrowed. “You’re not into little girls or adultery, are you?”
“No. What gave you an idea like that?”
“Nothing.” She bit into her pancake and chewed it for a bit. Then she sat up straight in her chair. “Well, then, you’ve got to be gay!”
“Took you long enough.”
“Well that would certainly explain why you couldn’t do anything with me,” she said flatly. “I *really* know how to choose my boyfriends. It’s a good thing Panthro chose me.”
“But who were you with?” Pumyra thought carefully again. “Not Lion-O, Snarf wouldn’t hear of it. Panthro was with Cheetara. Lynx-O’s on Third Earth at the Tower of Omens.” She blinked. “Tygra?”
Bengali smiled. “Yes.”
Cheetara leaned forward. “Was he good?”
“I certainly think so. He knew how to keep me begging for more.”
“Too bad he isn’t straight,” Cheetara said with a sigh. “Too bad *you’re* not straight. You’re both very good looking.” She pouted. “Why is it that all of the cute guys are the gay ones?”
“It depends on what your definition of cute is,” Pumyra said with a smile.
“Well,” Cheetara said, leaning forward, “if there’s one guy whom I *know* is good in the bed, it’s-“
“I told you to stop talking about your ‘midnight exploits’!” Snarf said, walking back into the room with a pitcher of milk. “There are some people in this Lair who have more important things to do than listen to and tell stories about how good a particular person is in the bedroom! Not to mention a few who *know* better that to do anything like that!” He put the pitcher on the table, and then glared at all of them. “Now clean up your mouths and act like Thundercats and not sex-crazy maniacs!”
After Snarf walked out of the room, Cheetara giggled. “Well,” she said loud enough for Snarf to hear, “after that little speech, I feel like talking about how *great* Panthro was last night…”
“I SAID SHUT UP!!!!” Snarf shouted at them from the kitchen.
@
Bengali sighed sleepily as he looked at Tygra, who was already asleep. After Cheetara and Pumyra found out what he had been up to last night, all of the Thundercats had heard the news before lunchtime. All of them had been shocked to learn that Bengali was gay. “He just doesn’t act like it,” Wily Kat had said. “At first glance you’d think he was a *womanizer*.”
Snarf had complained about the stuff he’d have to clean out of the bed sheets.
Tygra had thought everyone’s reaction was hilarious when he found out. Then, while everyone else was sleeping (excluding Panthro and Cheetara, who were having their own little romp), Tygra had allowed Bengali to take the upper hand. He had been a bit clumsy, but Tygra had smiled at him afterwards and said he’d been good for the first time and that he’d get better at it with practice.
Bengali had felt himself flush with pride.
He reached out and gently traced a finger down the side of Tygra’s face. Tygra smiled and moaned sleepily. He *was* adorable. Cheetara had been right about that. He was especially perfect when he kissed and touched Bengali like he had this morning.
Tygra, Bengali thought, smiling to himself. If I’m not careful, I think I’ll fall in love with you. Just imagine, ten years ago I would have kicked anyone who told me that I was gay and would fall in love with a guy that slept in the room next to mine.
@ End of Prologue
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