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I drove home to find Aunt Ruth and Thomas in the kitchen.

"Hi!" I called.

"Hello Malcolm, I'm glad I've caught you," Aunt Ruth said. "I wasn't sure if you'd given your mother the details of when you were away or not."

"I'm away Sunday to Wednesday."

I still can't escape interference!

_ _ "That's what I thought you said," Aunt Ruth replied and I remembered I must have relayed the information to her after Lachlan had given me it, although I couldn't put my paw on when. "I forwarded everything to your mum, and she wondered if she might pop up to see us tomorrow before you go."

"Oh, nice," I said, putting on my (quite obvious) fake smile.

Aunt Ruth seemed oblivious as she walked back to the kitchen.

"We're making a cake!" she announced.

"Yes mum," came Thomas' unenthusiastic response.

In truth, seeing my mum again wasn't a bad thing per say, but I was preparing myself for questioning about my holiday. I hoped she and Aunt Ruth would be distracted by gossiping.

I made my way into my bedroom. Lachlan's briefs were hanging where I'd left them and I felt the material in my paw; they had mostly dried off.

My phone buzzed and I pulled it out. A grin spread across my muzzle as I saw Lachlan had messaged.

My dear Shep, are you busy tonight? I imagine you may be packing, but would you like to come for dinner? I'm trying a new recipe. Your fox xx

I hadn't packed much - well some socks and a shirt, but I wanted to see Lachlan.

I messaged back.

My dear fox. I'd love to come to you. You never have to ask. Your Shep xx

I suddenly wondered if Aunt Ruth would make a comment if Lachlan came to get me, so I added I'll drive up soon and sent the message off.

Now, time to actually pack.

_ _ I'd found a small suitcase in the wardrobe that I'd used to bring clothes to university and I began packing; underwear (all the sexy pairs), more t-shirts, two pairs of shorts, Lachlan's hoodie and the jeans I had worn to dinner with him.

Heeding Lachlan's advice, I'd ordered myself some nice looking swim briefs off one of the websites I'd bought underwear from. They hadn't showed up yet and I was hoping they'd arrive before I left.

I could hear Aunt Ruth talking on the phone downstairs as I turned my attention to my rucksack. I emptied my school stuff out and packed my sunglasses and baseball cap. My copy of Dingo Max was sitting on my bookshelf, so I packed it along with The Hobbit.

_ _ I wasn't sure if I'd have time for reading, but I thought I'd take them anyway.

My phone buzzed again and I looked down expecting to see a message from Lachlan. It was from Hudson.

Yo, I'm going to the gay bar later. Wanna join me? ;3

"Sorry," I sighed as I texted back.

I'd love to, I still wanna go, but Lachlan has invited me to his for dinner. Sorry mate

_ _ Hudson's response came a moment later.

Np man, I'll go looking for hot sex myself. Lol jk. Have fun getting fucked, I mean having dinner with Foxybutt ;)

_ _ I grinned and sighed at the same time before messaging back.

Thanks, I guess haha. Hope you have a good night :)

The sun was starting to set outside I decided it was time to drive over to Lachlan's. I put the suitcase on the bed for the time being and stuffed some clean clothes into my rucksack. Even though his briefs were still a little damp, I placed them on top of my clothes and zipped my bag up.

Aunt Ruth was still in the kitchen as I made my way downstairs.

"Malcolm, I spoke to your mum. We've decided to go to the pub for lunch tomorrow at one."

"Sounds great," I replied. "Thanks for sorting that."

Please don't use this a chance to question me!

"You off out?" Aunt Ruth called as she walked back into the kitchen.

"Yes, at a sleepover!" I replied as I raced quickly to the front door to avoid more questions.

I wasn't sure if Aunt Ruth was trying to ask me anything else, but I hurried through the front door and out to the car.

I knew the route to Lachlan's place from memory and I felt the familiar but wonderful feeling of excitement as I started the car.

The drive took me through the countryside. The sun was setting and I appreciated the sight of the orange light shining down on the fields. It felt as if I was leaving boring normality behind and driving to my dreamlike existence with Lachlan.

It was getting dark by the time I saw the lights of Durington Green in the distance. I turned down the drive to Lachlan's place.

The light was on in his apartment as I pulled up in the visitor parking space. My tail thumped about as I grabbed my bag and made my way to his front door. I rang the doorbell and I heard the faint sound of Lachlan making his way to the front door.

The door opened and I was greeted with a warm smile and a wagging tail.

"Hello sir, welcome to my restaurant," Lachlan chuckled.

I set my bag down and threw my arms around him. Lachlan returned the hug and nuzzled me between the ears. The delightful scent of vulpine filled my nose as I buried my muzzle into his neck.

"Let's go upstairs," he whispered, giving me a kiss on my lips.

I smiled and nodded. Lachlan reached over to close the front door and pick up my bag before taking me by the paw to lead me upstairs.

The kitchen counter was already laid out with various ingredients. I also noticed a bottle of wine sitting open with two glasses next to it.

"I see you've prepared for my arrival," I laughed.

"Yup," Lachlan grinned. "Now, I think doing this sort of thing is better without clothes."

I smiled as I knew what Lachlan meant. I had become accustomed to us walking around his place in just our underwear as we prepared meals or cuddled on the sofa.

Lachlan was wearing jeans and a white polo shirt, but he elegantly stripped out of them. The adrenaline rush coursed through my stomach as I saw he was wearing another pair of tight fitting blue briefs. There was already a nice looking bulge in the front.

"You know I got these as you wear them," he said.

"Heh, I ordered some swimwear based on yours," I replied, shedding my shirt and trousers, albeit in a less dignified way compared to Lachlan. "You inspired me to get some," I added, hopping out of my jeans and almost falling over.

"You'll look very handsome," Lachlan replied, wagging his tail as he poured us both wine.

We were both in our underwear and I walked over to investigate the ingredients.

"Oh, I remembered something else. I've brought back that pair you loaned me," I said. "Only, I uh."

"Okay Mr, what did you do?" Lachlan asked with a grin.

"I got cum on them, and wore them in the shower," I explained, feeling my ears splay.

The grin remained on Lachlan's face and I noticed the bulge in the front of his underwear swell slightly.

"I see you approve," I chuckled.

"Showering in underwear?" he mused. "I've not done that before, but it sounds fun."

"What are we cooking?" I asked, looking at all the ingredients on display.

"We're making teriyaki salmon," Lachlan explained.

I nodded as I washed my hands at the sink.

"I feel very domestic already, but I can't think of anyone else who cooks in their underwear."

"It's not something I did until I met you," Lachlan said. "I think we should keep doing it."

"I agree," I grinned, wagging my tail. "Now what shall I do?"

"So my dear Shep, I'll have you cut these up."

Lachlan took my paw and led me to where a garlic clove and a bundle of spring onions were laid out on a chopping board. There was a knife already set out and I began chopping. Lachlan gave me a kiss on the back of my neck and I felt his bulge press into my butt.

"I probably shouldn't distract you if you're cutting stuff," Lachlan chuckled, giving me one last kiss on the back of my neck.

I grinned and felt myself quiver with delight.

"Keep doing it all you want," I said.

"Well, I might be back to do just that once I finish the marinade."

I set to work and felt the usual sensations of happiness and contentment I did whenever I was near him.

Lachlan put music on, a relaxing ambient tune. I glanced over and was captivated by the sight of his butt flexing in his briefs as he moved about.

"I had most of the marinade done before you arrived," Lachlan explained. "I just need to put the salmon with it."

I walked over, put my arms around Lachlan's middle and rested my head on his back. He responded with the adorable purr/_aww_sound.

"You have the best butt I've ever seen," I said, no longer caring if I sounded cringy or silly.

"Thanks," Lachlan said, and I could tell he was pulling his bashful expression. "I credit being forced to do squats every day."

He arched his rump against me as he spoke and I felt myself growing hard. I was about to reach around to fondle his bulge, but Lachlan cocked an ear. I paused, thinking I had done something wrong, but then I heard the sound of the house phone ringing above the music.

"Who that could be?" Lachlan said, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before lifting the phone of its cradle. "Hello? Hi mum."

I listened as Lachlan spoke.

"That's fine, although just so you know I have someone around for dinner. Of course, I'll see you soon."

Lachlan hung up and fixed me an apologetic look.

"We may have to put our clothes back on for a bit, my mother wants to stop by to drop some books off. I suspect she also wants to see me before we go to Italy."

I'm meeting his mother already, my I am moving fast!

_ _ I felt mildly disappointed about having to get dressed, but I also understood given that I didn't want to be caught almost naked.

"My mum is seeing me tomorrow before we go too," I explained.

I realised my voice was shaking slight. Lachlan walked over and gave my paws a squeeze.

"It's all right," he said, pulling me into a hug. "Are you nervous? I can just meet her by the front door."

"It's fine," I replied, mustering a smile. "I was probably going to meet her anyway."

The idea of meeting his family hadn't properly occurred to me, but I knew that if I was to be in a serious relationship it was inevitable. I had never had a proper boyfriend to know what meeting a significant other's parents was like.

"She's nice, I promise," Lachlan said, giving me a quick but reassuring nuzzle. "We'd better get dressed though as she'll be here soon. My parents live quite close by."

We retrieved our clothes and I tugged mine on.

It was good that we dressed when we did as the doorbell rang a minute later. Lachlan gave my shoulder a squeeze before heading down the stairs to answer it.

I cocked my ear and listened out as I heard the muffled sound of voices.

Lachlan reappeared with a smaller vixen walking behind him. The first aspects to the vixen I noticed were the fact she had the same shade of orange fur and amber eyes that Lachlan had, although her muzzle was shorter and there was a more watchful expression on her face. She was also dressed in a black coat with a grey skirt.

"Ooh, it's warm in here," she said, and I caught her strong Scottish accent. "Hello, who are you?" she asked me.

"I'm Malcolm," I replied, putting on a brave tone. "Pleased to meet you."

"This is my mother, Mary," Lachlan explained. "Mum, this is Malcolm Ritchie."

I extended my paw and the vixen took it. She had the same vulpine scent that Lachlan carried, apart from the fact her scent came with a hint of rose perfume.

"Malcolm," she repeated with a smile. "That's my husband's name."

"I didn't know that!" I said, turning to Lachlan before wondering inside if my tone sounded a little too exuberant.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Malcolm. I hope Lachlan is making something nice, but I shan't keep you if you're in the middle of cooking," Mary continued. "I came to drop a bag of books off you'd requested," she added, turning to Lachlan.

She set a shopping bag full of books down next to the sofa.

"Thanks mum, you're a dear," Lachlan replied.

"What are you making?" she asked, sniffing the air.

"Teriyaki salmon," he replied.

"I like the salmon part, not so sure about the teriyaki," she chuckled, and I noticed how similar her laugh was to Lachlan's. "When are you off on Sunday?"

"The flight is at midday."

"I hope it leaves on time," the vixen said. "Are you going with him Malcolm?"

I wasn't sure what to say, so I nodded.

"Ah, going to research the old Austro-Hungarian lines?" she asked.

I was taken aback by the question.

"Mum researches military history too," Lachlan explained. "At the Ministry of Defence site nearby."

"I think you're making me sound more important than I actually am," Mary chuckled. "I'm shoved down into an archive most of the time, something which I'm sure you chaps in academia can sympathise with. Anyway, I'd best be off and let you two cook, and Malcolm probably wants his tea - my Malcolm that is," she added with a smile in my direction.

"I'll text you tomorrow mum," Lachlan said, giving his mother a hug.

"Nice to meet you," I said.

"And it was lovely to meet you too, have a pleasant evening," Mary replied.

I watched as Lachlan showed his mother out. I thought I could hear her say nice young man, which made me feel both relieved and intrigued if she was referring to me. The front door closed and Lachlan appeared a moment later. He glanced out of the window.

"She's off, we can undress again," he grinned.

"She did seem nice," I mused as I began stripping out of my jeans and shirt. I was about to ask if she knew I was Lachlan's lover, but before he I could he raced over to the kitchen.

"Damn, I left the salmon in the marinade," he sighed. "Oh well, it might be quite strong tasting."

I followed Lachlan over to the kitchen. He retrieved the salmon before undressing to his underwear.

"Anything I can do?" I asked.

"You can keep me company," he replied, wagging his tail.

"My mum would have asked me millions of questions," I said. "Who is that? Where are you going? Why is he here for dinner? Your mum seemed quite restrained by comparison."

"It helped being in the military as she's used to me going off to places, so a jaunt to Italy isn't as a bigger deal as deployment in the Middle East or Africa," Lachlan laughed. "But yes, she's pretty relaxed."

"Um, does she know about you?" I asked cautiously.

"Both my parents know," Lachlan replied. "When I told my dad he replied, okay, fine, and kept reading his newspaper. We don't discuss it much, but they never made a big deal about it."

"Does she know who I am?" I asked.

"Either she does, or thinks you're a graduate student I'm tutoring. We'll let her know when the time is right. I think springing it onto her that you're a regular student would come as a shock," Lachlan said as he placed the salmon into a frying pan. He then poured the rest of the marinade into a saucepan before glancing over his shoulder to fix me a reassuring smile. "Not that you're regular from my perspective, far from it."

"It's okay, I get what you mean," I replied.

"Either way, she said you seemed like a nice young man. That's quite a compliment in her book."

I grinned and wagged my tail. Lachlan smiled back as he put rice in another saucepan.

"Shall I put the music back on?" I asked.

"Yeah, that would be great."

We continued listening to the music and cooking until the meal was ready. I set the table while Lachlan poured us more wine before putting the food out.

"After you, sir," he said, pulling the chair out for me.

"That's one thing I never get tired of," I laughed as I sat down.

"I'll keep doing it then," Lachlan grinned as he sat opposite me.

He reached across the table and we held paws in silence for a moment, gazing into each other's eyes before we began eating.

Although Lachlan had been concerned that the sauce would be too strong, everything tasted delicious.

"Thanks for introducing me to that," I grinned, licking my lips.

I glanced over at the kitchen. The messy utensils were scattered over the counters.

"We'll clean up tomorrow," Lachlan said.

He sipped the last of his wine and fixed me a smile.

That smile.

"Those dimples get me every time," I said, squirming with delight in my sear.

"Do they now?" Lachlan grinned.

Before I knew it, he stood up, wrapped his arms around me and I found myself slung over his shoulder.

"Hey, haha!" I laughed, still squirming about.

Lachlan chuckled as he carried me to the bedroom and threw me on the covers. He stood above me, paws on hips.

"So you naughty Shep, what it'll be tonight?" he asked, cocking his head to one side.

The bulge in his briefs was very pronounced. I reached over and stroked the contour of Lachlan's cock through the material.

"Hmm, how about you decide?" I replied, thumping my tail.

Lachlan eased his underwear down and his cock hung before me. I reached out and took it in my paw. There was a drop of pre already on the tip and the scent hit my nose even before I leant forwards.

Come on, you can do this!

_ _ I licked tentatively at the tip, getting his sweet tasting pre on my tongue. I had sucked Hudson off before (he took my gay v-card you could argue, depending on your perspective), but Lachlan's dick had a wider girth to it. The prospect of sucking him also felt more unique and special, which made me both excited and nervous.

I licked again before closing my mouth around his shaft, trying to stroke his tip with my tongue. The low moan coming from Lachlan told me I was doing a good job. I tried working my muzzle up and down, copying what Hudson had done to me.

Lachlan reached down and stroked the sides of my face as I continued working my muzzle over his cock, licking at the shaft and teasing the tip with my tongue. I tried sliding his entire length into my muzzle but my gag reflex made me cough and I pulled away.

"You all right?" Lachlan asked, stroking my cheek.

"Yeah," I hacked. "I went down too far."

"It comes with practice, but you're doing great so far," he said. "Here, lay back."

I laid on my back as Lachlan gripped my underwear and pulled them down. I was already hard and Lachlan took my dick in his paw. He rubbed my tip with his thumb and I wriggled about.

"I can tell you like that," he grinned, teasing some pre away to lick off his paw.

I closed my eyes as Lachlan fondled my balls in one paw while jerking me off with the other. I felt his lips touch mine and we kissed as he kept stroking and jerking. His tongue slipped into my mouth and I squirmed and bucked forwards, shooting my load over his paw and my stomach.

"I wish I had better stamina," I sighed.

"No need to finish now," Lachlan said.

He gripped my cock and began working his muzzle up and down my shaft.

"Fuck," I groaned and squirmed as Lachlan sucked at my tip, sucking more of my cum from my shaft like a drink through a straw. "I, uh, ah, feel really sensitive. I think I'm gonna..."

I groaned and bucked forwards again, shooting a second load as Lachlan gripped my balls and kept his muzzle in place. He pulled away and coughed.

"It wasn't bad or anything, but you shot a lot, all things considering," he said, licking around his mouth. "You store a lot in there," he added with a chuckle, giving my balls another fondle.

I was too out of breath to reply. Lachlan leant down and gave me a kiss on the lips.

"Shower time I think," he grinned.