Remembering dimly that sometime before bed he had asked the AI last night for "a little privacy," he hit the "service restore" button it had indicated and repeated his request.Remembering dimly that sometime before bed he had asked the AI last night for "a little privacy," he hit the "service restore" button it had indicated and repeated his request. The skylight dimmed appreciably, and Garth flopped back down into bed. But sleep wouldn't come and his back, already complaining about his sleeping in yet another different bed from his own, finally forced him to stand up and stagger into the bathroom. His reflection in the mirror was an unhappy one; his fur went in every direction, and he had apparently bent his ear in the night and it wouldn't stay up this morning. He sighed and stepped into the shower. Liquid soap was a standard for furries in all of explored space, and he was happy to find a bottle waiting for him. It wasn't until after he was soaking wet, though, when he remembered that his furbrush and his toothbrush were still in his carrybag. Struggling again to remember the AI's name, he finally said "Lex, can you bring my bag to me?" "Which one?" "The little red one I was carrying around." "This one?" Lex asked. "I left it outside the shower door." Garth opened the magnetically-sealed door and looked down. "Yeah, that one. Thanks." "You're welcome." Garth was beginning to like this, having an AI at his beck and call. It certainly beat getting out of the warm shower and tracking water everywhere. He soaped himself up, starting at his shoulders and working his way down his body. As he washed himself, his cock slowly slid out of its sheath and became erect. He smiled, looking down at it. Most guys awoke with an erection, but his always came several minutes after waking up, which seemed to defeat the theory that such erections were caused by needing to urinate. The soap felt silky on his hands as he reached down and closed around his cock. He leaned back against the shower wall and closed his eyes. Stroking his cock slowly, He felt the skin of his sheath peel around and away from the head. He sighed; he had always enjoyed masturbating first thing in the morning. His hand curled around the head of his cock rapidly, sliding the soap along along the length. |