The Fox’s Tale

By Monday everybody had found an excuse for a one on one consultation with Ellery. Coach Hendrix seemed to have anticipated this as there was a list of names posted on the office door for the order in which we could see her. I was last.

For once I didn’t mind waiting since if I was last we could take our time, which I fully intended to do. It also gave me a chance to get cleaned up after practice.

I ran through what I wanted to say as I entered the office and took a seat on the padded bench. I was determined that neither the idiot nor the pervert would show up today. Ellery waited for me to sit down then went and shut the door.

She sat down and before I could open my mouth she blurted out “the guy you’ll be guarding is a coyote.”

“He smuggles in illegal immigrants from Mexico?” I asked, confused.

Ellery put her head in her hands. “Why?” she muttered before raising her head. “No genius, he’s a Shifter.”

“Okay, so what’s your point? I’ve played against Shifters before.”

Ellery rubbed her forehead before responding in a husky voice, “but have you played against Shifters while in a perpetual state of semi-arousal?”

I prayed for the floor to open up and swallow me whole before trying to reply. “What,” I coughed, “what are you talking about?”

“Alexander. It’s obvious to everyone. They can all tell, they just haven’t hassled you about it. The guys at Central won’t hesitate to try and exploit it. Their school is notorious for fights breaking out during games.

“One more incident and they won’t be allowed to have night games anymore. You need to be honest with me and yourself. If my being there is going to interfere with your ability to play you need to tell me now.”

She looked away and we sat in silence for I don’t know how long.

At last I said “when you’re not around it’s worse.” I couldn’t look at her. “I either get super spacey and horny or furious and horny.”

Ellery let out a deep breath before responding. “I won’t be at the next three practices.”

My head shot up in alarm. “Didn’t I just say it’s worse if you’re not there? You’re not responsible for my hard-on, I mean you are, hell.” I returned my gaze to the floor.

“I’m not going to be there because the next three practices are going to be closed and the team has been instructed to try and get under your skin by saying the rudest, most provocative things they can think of about me.”

“You’re joking right?” I asked, making eye contact again.

“No, I’m not. This isn’t the first time we’ve had to do something like this for guys who are Shifters, but it is the first time I’ve been the reason.”

She gazed at me with a look filled with such expectancy and longing that my cheeks began to burn. I turned away and scoffed.

“I find that hard to believe. Ellery Sinful. You know that’s what all the guys call you, right? I bet you love that, leading guys around by their dicks. You’re nothing but a tease.”

She stood up and crossed the distance between us with two strides of her long legs. She placed both hands on the wall behind my head and leaned in.

“Alexander Vos, bad boy with a heart of gold. Man whore of Riverhill High School.” She snorted with derision. “What’s the matter, Foxy? If I’m nothing but a tease shouldn’t you call my bluff? Or do you want me to call yours?”

I grinned at her in defiance even though a part of my brain was shrieking in panic. “You don’t have it in you.”

Her pupils dilated and she replied “Oh don’t I?” before straddling me and pressing against my ever hardening member. She purred with satisfaction as she bent her arms to allow her chest to press against mine. I could feel her nipples harden as she bit her lip and then shifted in my lap.

“Careful, Princess, you don’t want to get filthy messing with a man whore like me.”

She ran her fingers down my chest to the waistband of my jeans and then snaked her hand inside. I hissed when her fingers brushed against my cock.

“You are playing with fire.”

“Is that what you call it? I thought I was playing with your dick.” She looked down and then back up at me. “Air always helps fire get stronger, let’s give him some.”

She flicked open the buttons on my jeans like they were nothing then eased me out of the fly of my boxer briefs and started stroking me.

I was definitely in hell this time. The sexiest woman I had ever seen was giving me a hand job, but we were in the trainer’s office of our high school. “Ellery,” I groaned, “someone is going to catch us.”

“The door is locked, but I’ll stop if you want me to.” She rubbed the tip with her thumb, getting it wet from where I was already dripping and withdrew her hand. I might have been able to stop then, if she hadn’t brought her thumb to her mouth and licked it.

“No, for the love of god, don’t stop.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” she said as she reached back into my pants.

“I’m not helping to clean up the mess though,” I managed before closing my eyes with a groan.

“The only mess there will be is in my panties.” I felt her move off of me and begin tugging at my jeans. “Help me take these off. I want to see all of it.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I lifted my ass and she pulled everything I was wearing down, before kneeling between my legs.

“This is where you wanted me right?” she asked before kissing my cock. “Last week?” She kissed it again. “When I asked you if you needed anything?”

Too blissed out to wonder how she knew that, I could only manage “yes.”

Her tongue flicked out and licked my tip. I gripped the edge of the seat to keep from forcing myself into her mouth. “Ellery, please don’t stop.”

“Say it to me now, Alexander. Say what you wouldn’t say then.” Her hot mouth returned to my shaft, but still she never took me in.

“Ellery,” I begged.

“Say it, Alexander.”

“I wanted you on your knees with my dick in your mouth. I want you every day, everywhere, and in every position known to man. Oh gods, please, Ellery, please.”

“All you had to do was ask.” And those were the last words she spoke before she took me in her mouth. Just the tip at first, but she swirled her tongue around, down the length of me, taking more of me in, sucking me and then easing back to repeat the process.

Again and again, purring and flicking her tongue over the tip. My hands fisted in her hair and she slid her beautiful arms up to wrap around my waist, pulling herself closer and taking me deeper into a mouth than I thought possible, and sucking hard.

“Oh fuck,” I gasped as I came so hard I thought it would shoot through the back of her head. My vision cleared long enough for me to see her swallowing everything I was giving. I groaned in relief and leaned back, closing my eyes to enjoy the most satisfying experience of my life.

When I could finally focus on anything else I opened my eyes to see her curled like a cat against my right shoulder, and her fingers, those glorious, magical fingers, were playing with the curls at the base of my still throbbing cock.

“I enjoyed playing with Fire.” She leaned in and sucked my earlobe. “Get through this week without losing your temper and I will play with Fire again.”

“How are you real?”

Ellery laughed as she continued to mess with my curls. “What do you mean?”

“How did you, where did you learn how to do that?” I managed to turn my head to look at her. She smiled in response.

“I enjoyed it too. You tasted fantastic, even better than I had imagined. I don’t know why other girls complain.”

My face fell. “Wait. You’ve never….Ellery, please tell me you’re joking.”

“I know you’ve asked everyone and their brother about me. You tell me if I’m joking.”

“Holy hell Ellery.” I pulled my clothes up and fastened my pants as fast as I could. “That’s not something you should spring on a guy, especially not after….”

“Hmm…and here I thought you’d be pleased.”

I just gaped at her, bewildered. “Ellery, have you ever done anything with anyone?” I asked, my voice edged with desperation.

She leaned back against the wall. “Nope. Virgin territory, head to toe. Well, now, except for my mouth.”

“Gods.” I couldn’t reconcile what she was saying with what she’d just done. What we’d just done. “Gods fuck me whole.”

“Why are you freaking out?” she asked, her head tilted to one side as she studied me.

“Why am I?” I took a deep breath. “I would never have…for fuck’s sake Ellery, I didn’t even kiss you.”

“You could kiss me now,” she replied with a smile.

“I can’t.”

“Why not? Afraid of tasting yourself on my lips and tongue?”

I let out a gasp of air. “For a virgin you sure do know how to make a guy squirm.”

“It’s a gift. How are you feeling Alexander? Set aside all your distress over this crazy notion that you took advantage of me and tell me how you feel.”

“I feel….amazing,” I managed, shocked because it was true.

“Good.” She stood up. “It’s time we both went home. And Alexander, please at least try the tea I gave you. As enjoyable as this experience was, finding time to service you when you haven’t said the words will be tricky to say the least.”

“What?”

“You haven’t even unwrapped the box have you?”

“What?”

“Goodnight. I’ll see you Friday.” She swung her backpack onto her shoulder. “On second thought.” She grabbed a sticky note off the desk and jotted something down. “If you need me, for any reason, call me.”

“What?”

She handed me the note and left. That night, for the first time since I laid eyes on Ellery Sinclair I slept like a baby.