The Black Widower, Pt. 1
He sat atop the rough and uncomfortable hospital bed as he stared at the piece of paper in his quaking hands. Positive. The fur on his back started to rise as his eyes glanced across the word every gay fox in the 1980's dreaded. Ricky was HIV Positive....
Innocence is Bliss
I walked into the ominous, neon lit club to see hundreds of wolves grinding upon each other on the dance floor. As soon as I scanned the entire crowd of sexually frustrated young adults, I rolled my eyes. I've fucked each and every person here. This is...
Lovin'
As I was looking out of the kitchen window while I was cooking up some dinner, I could tell that by the amount of snowfall, that my lovely wasn't going to be home for another hour or so. I frowned, and kept on cooking. I was making a wonderful meal for...
Trevor and Kevin: A Very Special Birthday
I started to open my heavy eyes to the sun rays shooting through my window. Elongating my arms and legs as I stretched, I let out various moans and groans, waking myself up. I sat in bed for a few minutes without realizing what day it was. Today was my...
The Black Widower, Pt.2
Ricky took one last look at his house before leaving to go see Jonathan. Even though his mind was set, he couldn't help but wonder what his life would be like in the future if he had made the choice to be killed by the disease as opposed to the Black...
One Hand Only
I stood in front of the bathroom mirror fogged up with condensation due to the sexy fennec fox waiting for me in the hot shower. Rubbing my paws down my chest and over my tight, bright red underwear, the movements sent shivers down my back. My once...
The Move, Part 1: A Couple More Hours
As we were sitting in the back of the yellow taxi that was speeding through the snow-filled streets of Boston in January, I looked into his ocean blue eyes, and saw the happiness he emits that keeps me going. His head was leaned against mine, and our...