Manners
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Manners
It was a lazy Monday as everyone that worked at All Express continued their own personal jobs. Business had been a little slow lately, but there was still plenty much to do for the workers.
Ty had been folding clothes by one of the registers, when he looked up at the ceiling. He noticed that one of his favorite songs was playing on the station the store was listening to. It was a love song, a rather cliché one, but still containing a catchy tune. Ty found himself not phased by the music playing, but rather by his own thoughts, of the going-ons of the week, and how it had all been a fairly difficult time.
"Ty. Ty. Ty, you there?" Joey, a blonde kangaroo, came up to Ty and shrugged his shoulder. Ty had shut his eyes and dazed off, looking at the ceiling.
"Ugh, yeah I'm fine. Thanks." Ty answered, regaining consciousness and getting back to his folding.
"Hey, how about you take a break for awhile, mate? I can finish these clothes, and you go get a smoothie down at the shop next door, kay?" Joey suggested.
Ty had told Joey what had happened a few days ago, and he had been very sympathetic towards Ty about the whole ordeal ever since, trying to make him feel better any way he could. They were best friends after all.
"Heh, you're too kind, Joey. But I know you slack a lot more than I do, and you need to get your own work done before you take on someone else's."
Joey had a broom in his hand, and he was supposed to be sweeping all the way on the other side of the store.
"It's all work, no difference. I just find folding a pinch better than sweepin'." Joey answered.
"Get back to work, Joey, before Roy sees us both slacking." Ty answered with a smile.
Joey did a "Hmmpfh" sound, lifted his head up, and walked away with his broom held high, ready to get back to work at their store, All Express.
All Express was a clothing line store that consisted of anything from teen apparel to business suits and lingerie. The only things it seemed not to have were baby and kids apparel, which Ty thought was rather strange, since it carried everything else.
Though this little shortage of clothes didn't bother Ty, as he didn't shop at All Express much. He did enjoy the teen wear, but it was a little expensive for his taste, and if he ever were to buy things from the store, it would be from the clearance section.
Ty really didn't have much money to spend. The only real reason he was working at the store was to pay off some of his college tuition his parents had loaned him. The money he acquired wasn't much, but it was certainly more than nothing.
Ty was in his first year in college at Sky University in Denver, Colorado. He lived in a dorm on campus, and All Express was a separate building close to the campus, so he could get there easily from his dorm.
Ty was 18, a tan horse with a white muzzle, white mane, white "socks," and was undoubtedly gay. He had been comfortable with his sexual orientation for a while now, having come out his sophomore year in school. He was never bullied for it, as he hung out with others who accepted him, gay and straight. Plus, he was a horse, and very well built in muscle and stamina, so you wouldn't want to pick a fight with him if you could help it.
The horse was naturally a nice person. He never tried to start fights unless it was completely necessary, or if one of his friends were in danger. His personality consisted of being happy most of the time, along with the occasional moodiness that comes with anyone. He got amazing grades, especially in Math, where he was top of his class at the moment. His hobbies consisted of playing video games, exercising, drawing, and writing. He was really just a college boy, trying to make his way in the world on a minimum wage. He wasn't completely sure what his career choice was going to be, he was just getting his basics out of the way right now.
Today, though, Ty did not feel like himself, with the problems of the past few days. He slowly folded a pair of men's shorts when suddenly, the store's double doors opened.
People had been coming in and out, but this time the person that walked in caught Ty's eye, and not in a good way.
The person that walked in was none other than one of Ty's classmates; a wolf named Chazz.
"Yeah, that party was pretty crazy, we'll have to do it again sometime, babe...oh, hey I'll call you back." He was on his cell phone, and the moment he glanced at Ty, he put it away.
Chazz had grey fur, with a white bottom. He was shorter than Ty by a few inches, but Ty was fairly tall anyway, standing at about 6 foot and one inch. Chazz was Ty's classmate in only one college class, which was Calculus. The wolf knew Ty got the highest grade in that class, as the professor praised him for it constantly, and it always got on Chazz's nerves.
"Well hot damn, if it isn't Ty, the Calculus genius. What're you doing working in a clothing store?" Chazz asked, as he had walked up to Ty.
Ty knew wasn't sure why Chazz would come up to him so nonchalantly. The only time he ever saw Chazz outside of class was when he was with his best friend Alexa, a golden collie, whom was together with Chazz. Besides that he didn't know much about him, aside from the fact that he was rich and acted stuck up to most people.
"I have to work here to gain some money for bills." Ty answered, as he put some shorts to the side and folded a woman's top.
"Really? Huh. Well, since you're here, wanna help me pick out some things?" Chazz asked.
"I have a lot of work to do. I can't really just leave and-
"C'mon, bro. I don't know this store, but if ya have a lot of stuff I like, then I'll need some muscles to help me carry things."
Ty noticed that Chazz wasn't really buff, but he wasn't fat, either. He was actually rather skinny, with some amount of muscle; it was enough to carry clothes anyway.
Ty didn't have a problem helping out a customer, but he had seen the way Chazz treated people when Alexa wasn't around, and he would rather fold clothes then spend an unknown amount of time with Chazz.
"Look, Chazz, I'm not really feeling great, can't you just ask someone-
"Still not over that fag James, I guess?" Chazz stopped him for a second time.
Ty went into a split-second shock.
"...What did you say?" Ty said, but really he wasn't looking for an answer. He was just dumbfounded Chazz had actually said that. It was a miracle Roy, the manager walked up the next moment.
"Ty, is something wrong? Can I help you, sir?" Roy asked both of them. Roy was a brown mole with black claws, carrying a usually friendly disposition, but he cared for his workers, and knowing what happened to Ty, he wanted to make sure all was well.
"Yes," Chazz answered first, "I'm asking politely of this employee to help me with my clothe shopping, but he's refusing."
"Ty, is this true?" Roy asked, keeping a kind voice.
Ty was getting angry. Chazz was pulling an act for Roy.
"Ugh...yes, Roy, that's true...but sir, I'm really not in the best of moods right now, and you know that. I just want to get through the day, and all I was asking was if he could get help from another employee instead."
Roy thought for a moment.
"That sounds like a fair-
"But I want him to help me." Chazz stopped Roy.
"Sir, it would be great if-
"It would be great if Ty helped me out. I'm willing to pay for a free service, if I have to." And Chazz pulled out a hundred and handed it to Roy.
Roy looked at the hundred intently.
"C'mon Roy, really? Don't take it, I really just-
"Ty, we really are supposed to help our customers out, no matter what. How 'bout I split it with you at the end of the day?"
Ty shook his head. He didn't want to do this, but then again, he could use all the money he could get.
"Fine. I'll go with you." Ty said.
"Great. Now let's go, horsey. Got a lot of room to cover." Chazz handed the hundred to Roy and Ty and him set out further into the store.
"So what are you looking for." Ty asked, as they passed the women's shoes.
The store was fairly big, making about 1/4 of a Wal-Mart. It had marble flooring with tan ceilings and walls.
"Not really anything." Chazz answered blatantly.
Ty gave him a strange look as they continued walking.
"Then why are you here, and why did you work so hard to get me to help you look for nothing?"
Chazz stopped. Ty stopped in front of him, his back turned.
"Because it's funny to watch people I don't like squirm."
Ty turned around. He was fixing to say something, but Chazz had already started walking again.
Ty eventually caught up with him.
"What do you have against me? I never did anything to you. Is it because I'm gay? There's a bunch of straight employees-
"The fact that you're queer just annoys me. I don't really like that you prance around with the professor, acting all smart and shit, like you're better than everyone else all the time. Also, when you're around Alexa, you talk to her too much. She's mine, and you're gay anyway. Get off her."
Ty was surprised at how much Chazz really didn't like him.
"...I'm sorry that me being around Alexa bothers you, but we're friends and-
"Okay, I'm finished with this useless talking. Ready to shop. Where should we go."
"Could you please stop interrupting me? THAT'S annoying."
Chazz did a "hmmppfff" sound and lifted his head up.
"I'm rich. I can do what I want."
Ty was getting more frustrated each time Chazz opened his mouth. He tried to stay calm for the store's sake. There were a couple of customers in now.
"Alright. You're not looking for anything, so..."
Ty looked at what Chazz was wearing. He had on a plad white and blue shirt, pull-up sleeves, dark blue Van slip-ons, and skinny jeans.
Typical scene kid, Ty thought. Ty had on straight-leg jeans with a simple dark green v-neck and flip-flops. He wasn't completely scene, but he had to have some looks. They were in college.
"Well, I guess we'll go in male teen apparel. You're just looking for clothes to wear typically, right?"
"Is there another purpose for clothes?"
Ty just ignored Chazz and led the way to the male teen section.
"Here we have anything from skinnys to straight-leg to plad and beanies. There's a bunch of variety, but everything is pretty expensive, to be honest."
"Which isn't a problem." Chazz stated, as he walked slowly, browsing the section.
The male teen section was basically a mix of anything you would find from regular teens stores these days (Hot Topic, Forever 21, Hollister, ect.). It was just filled with men's wear though; the woman's section was on the other side of the store. The area was the closest to the male dressing rooms.
"That's convenient." Chazz said, as he noticed the dressing rooms.
"I suggested we moved this section here. Most people that look here like to try on clothes the most."
"Thanks. Maybe I'll get you a job as my secretary after college. Don't suspect you'll be doing much?"
Ty just ignored him again, but it was starting to get difficult.
Chazz went on to the jeans first. It wasn't hard for him to pick out things he liked, but he liked a lot of things, as Ty soon realized. He had looked through the jeans and found at least six pairs of skinnys for Ty to hold before he went on the straight-legs and design ripped.
After a while of pants browsing, Ty felt his hands getting full.
"Could I go put these on a bench in one of the dressing rooms? I can't hold much more, and I don't think we'll be finished looking for-
"No. Someone might see all the great things I pulled out and take them for themselves."
Ty rolled his eyes while Chazz looked at another pair of black ripped straight-legs.
"I assure you they'll be fine."
"And I assure you you'll be fine. You've got arms; let's use 'em to their full extent."
The shopping in male teen's apparel went on for another good thirty minutes. It was just Chazz and Ty, while Chazz picked out the clothes, and Ty held everything. Ty was sure Chazz was going to be a lot to handle, and he didn't disappoint. He just couldn't wait for his shift to be over, which was unfortunately a time from now.
During the shopping Ty kept his mouth shut. He wanted as little interaction with Chazz as possible. But Chazz ended up starting with him about halfway through the spree.
"You're not talking much. Are you mad at me for calling your ex-boyfriend a fag before? Or are you just still upset about him fucking another guy." Chazz said this so nonchalantly as he looked at a checkered beanie and tried it on.
Ty was so surprised by the question, it caught him off guard.
"Well?" Chazz asked again.
"I don't appreciate you calling anyone that name. Not even if it was James. And you knew I was still upset. That's why I didn't want to do this with you."
"Damn, you queers are so emotional. Straight people cheat all the time and it's nothin'."
"Do you cheat all the time?" Ty asked.
Chazz stopped. His back was turned, so Ty couldn't see his expression.
After a second or so, Chazz turned around, with a grin.
"Heh, yeah I guess."
"What?" Ty asked, not sure if he knew what Chazz was talking about.
"I cheat all the time. I just bribed the professor with about $5,000 to give me extra extra credit for my grade. Came in second in the class. 'Course you were first. Haha, you thought I meant that I cheat on Alexa, didn't cha?" Chazz laughed a bit, and winked at Ty.
Ty had heard about Chazz's grade at the end of the semester, which was where they were at now. He had figured Chazz was really stuck up because he was rich, but also very smart. But now he saw it was just his money that had gotten him farther ahead. Once again.
"Chazz?" Ty asked.
"What."
"Do you really think money is gonna always get you somewhere in life?"
"Hasn't failed me yet, big guy. Don't see it stopping anytime soon. Sad truth is everyone likes money. Fortunately I got a lot of it" Chazz said, and he smiled back at Ty.
Ty decided to end the conversation there, as he was finished listening to Chazz's voice. It was starting to irritate him to a point of breaking now.
"Alright, I think that's good. To the dressing room." Chazz announced.
The dressing rooms started with a door you opened to get into a smaller room filled with even smaller rooms for changing. At the moment no one was in it except for Chazz and Ty.
Chazz opened the first dressing room door and let Ty stack the clothes he picked out for him on a bench in the room.
The dressing rooms didn't contain much; when you went inside one, you would notice a small bench on the right side, a blank wall straight ahead, and a mirror covering the left wall.
"Alright. I may ask you for your critique on some of the clothes. You're gay, so I know you have some sense of style."
"You seem to know what you're doing; can't you just figure out what looks good on you with the mirror in the room? I could be actually working while you change..."
"No. Stay here, unless you want me to tell your boss you're not doing your job as an employee."
Ty was going to say something, but he figured waiting outside the dressing room was better than doing actual work, and since he was still getting paid, he might as well stay. Besides, he wouldn't have to talk to Chazz while he was changing.
Ty sat down in a chair near the first dressing room while Chazz was in there, picking out clothes. Ty could see under the dressing room door Chazz blatantly throwing some of the clothes on the floor that he had already tried on.
Ty sighed, and reached in his pocket for his phone. It was 3:30; he had a long time to go before his afternoon shift was over. He decided to look through his phone's pictures while he waited.
There were countless photographs of him and his friends at many different places around town and on campus. Many of his high school friends went to the same college as him, so it was very convenient for them to hang out. Ty chuckled a little as he saw a picture of Alexa pulling his white tail.
After a while of searching through photos, Ty clicked the next button and found one of him and James.
Ty looked at him and the German shepherd for about five seconds. He then closed his phone, put it back, and put his hands over his face, sighing again.
No matter how much everyone has tried to help me, it doesn't seem to make a difference. The only thing that would make this better is if I went back to him, like he asked me to. But I can't risk him doing this to me again. It hurt so much, to see him with...someone else...and if he did do it again, I don't think I would survive through it. No, I'm not going back. I have to get over him.
"Hey, gaybo, wake up." Chazz shook the hair on Ty's head that went down to his mane.
Ty took his hands off his face and looked up. Chazz's crotch was in his face, and it was being accentuated, due to the fact that he was wearing a lot skinnier skinny jeans.
"I don't need your critique right now, but I do need you to help me take these off. Got 'em on but can't get 'em off. I look pretty sexy though, huh?"
Chazz then looked through the hall mirror at his reflection. Ty didn't bother to look, but closed the dressing room's outer door and locked it.
"Alright, sit in the chair. It'll be easier that way."
"And don't think about getting any ideas." Chazz said, as he sat down and unzipped the jeans.
"Oh, I'll try to hold back my gayness for you. I'm not sure what'll happen after the pants come off though."
Chazz just smirked and let Ty grab hold of the top of the pants as Chazz held on to the chair arm rests.
It was a little challenging at first for Ty. He couldn't get the grip right. Finally he got his fingers through the loops in the pants.
"Alright, one pull should do it."
And Ty quickly pulled the skinnies down to Chazz's hind paws. When he did, though, he accidentally pulled down Chazz's boxers too, and he could see Chazz's white sheath and ball sack. But that wasn't what caught Ty's eye.
There was a band wrapped around Chazz's right thigh and a small bag of weed was strapped to it.
Once Chazz realized what happened he immediately pulled up his boxers. He was still sitting in the seat when Ty let go of Chazz's pants and stared him down.
"...You didn't see that, okay?" Chazz said, as he recovered from his shock, taking the skinnies off and walking to the dressing room again. Ty was still staring at him, surprised, and Chazz knew it.
Chazz then swirved around and walked back up to Ty.
"...Or are you gonna be a little bitch and tell on me?" Chazz said threateningly.
Ty looked deep into Chazz's eyes. They were a deep blue mix. Ty thought they were beautiful, but the person who had them wasn't as such.
Ty began.
"Hmmpffh. I should. But I won't." Ty then reached down and picked up the skinnies, folded them and put them on the restocking counter.
"...Why?" Chazz asked.
"One, you wouldn't survive jail. Two, I couldn't do that to Alexa. And three, I have a heart. I'm not a total douche bag, or a show off in class, as you say. You think I do well in school to one-up people and feel victorious over everyone? No. I'm just trying to get a good education and go somewhere in life. Unlike you, most people have to work just to put food on the table. I just want to be able to live my life without being hassled by people like you, who cheat to get their way, and haters; people who don't care about what a real culture is about, but bash them for being different. A bit more like you."
Chazz didn't say anything. He had stopped looking at Ty.
"Go finish your changing. I want to get done with this as soon as possible, please." And with that Ty sat back down in the chair, and Chazz walked back into the dressing room.
"...Fag." Chazz murmured, and he closed the door to the dressing room.
The next forty-five minutes of Ty's life were spent waiting in the dressing room while Chazz tried on clothes. Ty messed with his phone for a while, but soon it was getting to be too boring for him, and knowing that he could actually be using this time to work, he got impatient.
About halfway through he asked Chazz if he could leave, since he hadn't asked his critique for anything yet at all. Chazz just responded that he wanted him there in case he did need him, but the problem was, he never did.
Eventually Chazz came out of the dressing room with his regular clothes on.
"So did you find something?" Ty asked.
"Nothing. Everything was so...bland. We're going back for more. C'mon." Chazz stated, and he walked to the entrance of the dressing rooms.
Ty was a little confused at how Chazz couldn't have found a single thing to wear out of the lot he picked out. He went back into Chazz's dressing room to put some of the clothes back.
Ty's fists curled up and his head became hot at the sight of the dressing room. Everything was scattered on the floor: hangers, shirts, pants, hats, even some boxers and briefs. Chazz made no attempt to pick anything up; it was almost as if he intentionally left everything there, so Ty would have to pick it up. Then Ty remembered: Chazz had never asked for his critique on any of the clothes.
Was Chazz doing all this just to screw with me? Is it because I told him off?
Ty was certain of it. His blood was boiling as he exited the dressing room hall and found Chazz and Roy just outside talking. This was Ty's chance.
"Took you long enough, horsey!" Chazz said playfully to Ty.
Ty didn't respond to Chazz and went straight for Roy. He pulled him to the side, away from Chazz.
"Roy, you gotta let me off the hook here. Please don't make me stay with this customer any longer. Get someone else to do it or something, please. He's about to make me break." Ty said the last sentence a bit quieter than the rest.
Roy looked at Ty, then at Chazz, then back to Ty.
"Is he really bothering you that-
"YES. He's trying to make my life shit for as long as he can, but if you would just assign him to someone else, or tell him to shop for himself, or just kick him out, I don't care; I just don't want to deal with him anymore."
"Well, I suppose I could-
"Hey, it's no problem if I join in this conversation, is it?" Chazz asked, coming up suddenly, smiling.
Neither of them had noticed Chazz. He had been too quick.
"No..." Roy said, looking at Ty.
Ty gave him a stern look.
"Ty's not being uncooperative again, is he, Roy?" Chazz asked.
Roy was a little taken aback by the question, but answered straight to Chazz anyway.
"Ty has always been a model employee here, but as he has said before, this week's just not his week, and it would be such a load off his back if we were to let someone else assist you, instead of Ty."
Chazz gave a moaning sound.
"Auugghh. But Ty and I were having so much fun together, weren't we, Ty?" Chazz put his arm around Ty's neck. It took all of Ty's being not to rip it off.
"Hmm, well, still-
"Tell you what. I'll pay, once again, for Ty to hang with me just a little while longer. It'll be a bigger amount this time; I know the same trick won't work twice." Chazz said, and he pulled out five one hundred dollar bills, and offered them to Roy.
Roy looked at the money, and then to Ty, who was still looking stern. Ty knew it was a lot of money, and he knew Roy would split it with him still, but he wasn't sure how much more he could take of Chazz.
"...Sorry, Ty. But I know you need the money too, and what's another hour or so." Roy said, not sounding too sure of himself, and took the money.
"I'm glad we have that settled out again. Alright, back to male teen apparel we go, Ty!" Chazz said in his enthusiastic, fake tone.
Ty and Chazz started walking back to the male teen apparel section. In the aisle way going to the section, Chazz noticed a white poodle, dressed in a slim-fit t-shirt and skinny jeans with high heels. They both got a fairly good view of her from the back as they walked behind her. Ty noticed the poodle was twirling around her car keys with her left paw, which must have been a habit of some kind.
"Nice piece of ass right there, huh? Oh wait; never mind." Chazz whispered, and Ty just rolled his eyes.
Suddenly, the poodle dropped the keys she was twirling on the tile floor. But before she could do anything about it, Chazz ran up with his natural wolf speed and picked up the keys for her.
"Here you go, sweetie. Gotta be careful with those keys. Lots of people would want to steal from a helpless looking girl like you."
The white poodle looked at him strange.
"What makes you think I'm helpless?" She said in a somewhat defensive tone.
"Oh, all the pretty ones are." Chazz said, moving in a little closer. She giggled.
"Hey!" Ty ran up to them, making Chazz back up from her.
"What are you-
"What are YOU doing?! You have a girlfriend you dick!" Ty whispered.
"I can't be friendly to people? I'm just trying to lighten up some tension. You're like a brick wall, and I can't have any fun with you. So why can't I talk to her?" Chazz asked.
"If I'm a brick wall then why-
"Look, if I'm talking to her I won't talk to you as much, or not at all."
Ty suddenly stopped. Chazz finally said something that made sense.
"...Fine. But don't get any ideas. I'm gonna be right behind you both."
"Whatever. You may wanna take notes on how to be with a woman, just in case this gay thing is just a phase, ya know." Chazz said, and he got back to the poodle.
"So I'm headed for the teen ware for guys. Wanna come pick some stuff out with me, err..." Chazz said, leaving the poodle to finish the sentence.
"Daisy. And that sounds great. I was a little bored anyway." Daisy said, hiding a grin.
"Yeah, this place kinda does that to ya." Chazz said, leading the way to the male teen's apparel, with Ty following them.
For Ty, walking behind Chazz and Daisy was like watching a bad romance movie. All Chazz did was make smartass comments about the store's style and act silly as Daisy continually giggled and gradually got closer to Chazz. At these points Ty would get behind Chazz and push him a bit farther away from Daisy. When Daisy asked who Ty was Chazz said he was an employee to help him hold clothes while he picks them out. He said it was something special only the company did for him when he came in, since he had good connections with the heads of the company. Of course, Daisy was impressed by Chazz legitimacy, even though it was highly inaccurate and unbearing to hear on Ty's end.
During the shopping Daisy's intimacy with Chazz was growing at a compelling rate from what Ty could see, and eventually he was having Chazz pull back every five minutes or so.
Chazz eventually thought it was enough. He pulled Daisy aside for a second.
"We won't do anything, damn." Chazz said, as Ty was about to object.
Ty looked at what Chazz and Daisy were doing. Chazz was whispered something in Daisy's ear, and then pointed in a certain direction. Daisy then nodded her head, and walked away from Chazz.
Chazz then walked back to Ty.
"Alright, let's continue shopping. Burning daylight." Chazz said nonchalantly, and walked past more beanies.
Ty got right beside him.
"What did you tell her?" Ty asked, the whole incident seeming too suspicious. Why would Chazz need to go away from me to tell her something? It can't be anything good.
"Have you ever heard of 'private conversations?' Well, I just had one with our dear friend Daisy over there. Don't worry about it, 'kay? The quicker we get this shopping done, the quicker you can get away from me." Chazz stated, and threw a beanie at Ty to hold, along with a bunch of other items he was already holding.
Ty thought this was a good plan, but to him, it was all too good to be true, honestly.
Chazz just spent $500 to keep me with him for however much longer. Now he suddenly wants to get everything done so I can be set free?
It didn't make sense to Ty, but at this point, he was willing to go with anything that would get him off the hook the fastest. And this seemed to be the easiest way out.
This round of clothes shopping didn't take as long as the other did, and the load Ty had to hold seemed like half the weight he carried before when they were finished.
Ty and Chazz went back to the dressing rooms. Once again, Chazz opened the door to his previous room and let Ty stack the new clothes on the bench. Ty had to maneuver his hooves through the piles of clothes still on the floor, but eventually he got everything set up for Chazz.
"I'm guessing you want me to sit out here again. Give you some critique." Ty said sarcastically, as he was about to sit in the chair while Chazz headed to the dressing room.
"Actually, no. I'm finished with you now. I just needed you to carry the clothes back in here. But you can go."
Ty's eyes widened.
"What? That's all you wanted from me?"
"Yeah. I'm through screwing with you. You're allowed to leave now."
Ty wasn't sure what to think. He figured it was best to just not to think about it and take the opportunity while it was still available.
"...Alright then. Bye." Ty said. He wasn't sure why he even took the time to say goodbye to him.
"Wait, Ty?" Chazz said, just as Ty was about to walk out the door.
"Yeah? What is it?" Ty asked.
"I just wanted to say...I'm sorry. I know I've been a little overbearing, and I'm sure this week, this day especially, hasn't been easy for you. I also apologize for what I said about your ex earlier. I know can be ignorant sometimes, and it gets its worst when I'm actually face-to-face with what I'm ignorant to. But I know it's not fair to treat you that way. I guess I was always a little jealous of you to begin with, what with your grades and all, and...I just wanted to say I'm sorry."
Ty was looking at Chazz the whole time he talked, while Chazz just looked down. It sounded very sincere, coming from someone such as Chazz. Which was saying something.
"...It's okay. I guess the money's worth it anyway. More than I make in about a week, so I guess I can't really complain. Cya at school?" Ty asked.
"Hehe, yeah. See you then, and enjoy that money. It was all meant to hang with you." Chazz said with a smile, as he went inside the dressing room.
Ty closed the outer dressing room door, leaving Chazz alone. He couldn't help but smile as well.
As soon as he got out of the male teen apparel, as where the dressing rooms were, Ty checked his phone for the time. 6:15. His shift ended fifteen minutes ago.
Ty hadn't realized how much time he had actually spent with Chazz. It got him through the day of work, with at least $300 to take home.
Not a bad deal at all, I guess.
Ty made his way to the back of the store to acquire his money in Roy's office.
About halfway there Ty crossed paths with Daisy, who looked like she was in a hurry for something. She barely glanced at Ty, and then smiled proudly, as if she had accomplished something.
It took a little while to reach it, but Ty finally got to Roy's manager doors and walk into his office.
Roy's office consisted of one large desk in the middle of a square room, with dark maple painted walls, and about fifteen monitors on the wall, displaying security cameras. Roy was sitting in his armchair, while a security guard stood idly by.
"Alright, Roy, pay up my sum." Ty said. He had acquired a slightly better mood after the brief talk he had with Chazz, and the money was sure to be making him feel even giddier.
"Hah, you're right. I owe you half for keeping that boy busy. Let's see, that was $300 if I'm not mistaken."
"You're not, sir." Ty said, with a smile.
"Alrighty, let me just get my wallet out...here you go, Ty, as promised." And Roy handed Ty the money with his black claws.
"Thanks Roy. All in all it wasn't a bad payday."
"Heh, you got that right, T-...what the fuck...?" Roy said, dumbfounded. He had just rolled back in his armchair and glanced at one of the monitors, only to find himself staring at its image.
"What, what's wrong?" Ty asked, going on the other side of the desk to look at the monitor himself. The guard followed. He was a black lab with a patch of white fur around his neck.
"I'll be damned if that's not the same boy who just bribed me twice; ain't it?" Roy said, but Ty didn't hear him. It was hard for Ty to hear anything right now. His head was filling with anger and hate, as he stared at the monitor, showing Chazz and Daisy making out in the dressing room.
"I got it bo- hey!" The guard announced, when he had gotten shoved out of the way by Ty, who rushed out of the office.
"Hah! It's okay, Ringer. Let's let Ty handle this one. He's had it rough with that kid, anyway. He'll show him a good time. Hehehe." Roy answered, still chuckling.
"(giggles) Chazz, don't go so fast, you're gonna wrinkle my shirt." Daisy said quietly, as Chazz slowly moved his paws around her shirt, making it go up and down.
"Don't worry babe. I can buy you a new one before we leave." Chazz replied, not looking at Daisy as much anymore, but now focused more around her mid-section.
They had about finished with kissing at this point, and were doing more of touching now. Daisy was still up for kissing, which Chazz was doing every so often to keep her ignorant, but as time went by he was getting more and more ready for some clothes to come off.
"Sweetie, don't you think we should lock that, just in case?" Daisy said, looking at their open dressing room door.
"No, it's fine. I locked the outside door. No one's getting in-
BANG.
A loud banging sound erupted from the outside, near the door. This caused Daisy to jump and Chazz to stop flaunting Daisy and take notice of the situation.
"What was that?" Daisy asked, a little worried.
But there was no time for Chazz to answer before another voice outside answered her.
"Daisy, this is security. Get everything that's yours and be ready to leave the room. Immediately. I have a key and will be opening the door in a few moments."
Daisy listened to the announcement, looked at Chazz, and then started to get her things together.
"Babe, what are you doing? He's just bluf-
"Honey, I'm not gonna get in trouble for you. I'm sorry." Daisy said, and she gathered everything and opened the dressing room door.
As promised, Ty opened the door with his key and let Daisy out almost immediately. Chazz poked his head out of the dressing room to see what was happening. Once Ty opened the door for her, he immediately closed it again, locked it, and put the key in his back pocket.
Ty walked over to Chazz, who was waiting at the dressing room door.
"What the fuck man? I was about to get-
Ty didn't give Chazz a chance to finish. As soon as he made his way to him, Ty lifted his left hoof to kick Chazz in the chest into the wall at blinding speed. Ty didn't use half of the amount of energy as he could have, for if he did, he might've killed him.
Before Chazz could even get up (he couldn't do much anyway, the air had been kicked out of him), Ty walked into the room and picked him up by the collar.
"You two faced little bitch. I should fuck you up right now." Ty said, hate flowing through him.
When Ty had talked to Chazz at the end of the day, he had thought he was being genuine. But now, he knew it was just another way to screw with him, and Ty was about done with getting screwed over.
"With how quickly you went behind Alexa's back, I wouldn't be surprised to find out you've done it before, and nobody knew about it. There's nothing really I can do to you that'll make up for this; beating you up we'll just get you in a nice comfy hospital."
Chazz finally got his breath back.
"Look, we can just talk this out-
"No. You've done enough talking. I suggest you stop talking, before my hoof goes through your throat and stops your talking altogether."
Ty was so enraged. He didn't want to kill him, but he didn't want to let him go either. He didn't think beating him up would really do much.
Then Ty got it.
"Hehe, I know what to do." Ty said, and he let go of Chazz's collar, making him fall to the floor. Chazz coughed.
"What? Let me go?"
"Ahaha...No, that's not it." Ty chuckled, and he lifted his left hoof to close the dressing room door, trapping them in. He then kicked as much of the clothes on the floor as possible away from them, leaving the floor bare once again. It was just Ty and Chazz.
"Then what?" Chazz said.
"I've had a long week, and you've made it only worse...I think the best you could do is give me some relief." Ty said, and he started to unzip his pants.
"What? You don't mean..."
"Oh yes...Wolfie; I think it's high time you learned some manners, how you need to treat those bigger and better than you."
"I'm not sucking your dick, you fag." Chazz said, as he got up. His voice sounded very unconvincing.
"Well, let's see...you take off your clothes, and play with me for while, OR, I take off your pants, take that bag of weed you're holding, and lift it up to that camera right there for Roy to see." Ty pointed at the security camera that had revealed Chazz and Daisy's make out session.
Chazz looked up at the camera. He growled.
"It's your choice, wolfie. Me, or a thousand other guys just waiting for your tight little ass in jail." Ty said, smiling.
Chazz thought about it for a second or so. There was nothing he could do.
"Fine. I'll play along, you fag." Chazz said.
"Good." Ty said. He then grabbed one of the shirts on the floor and threw it over the security camera, blocking its view of the room.
"Sir, do you want me to-
"No Ringer," Roy said, smiling, "Ty's about to teach that boy a lesson or two. Let's let him work." Roy said, only able to see a black screen now, where Ty and Chazz used to be.
"Alright, take off all your clothes." Ty said.
"All of them-
Ty slapped Chazz across the face.
"You don't question me anymore, 'kay? I want as little talking from you as possible. You just do what you're told, and this'll go smoothly. Well, as smooth as it can."
Chazz looked at Ty, and then lifted up his shirt to take it off.
During the changing process, both Ty and Chazz we're taking off their clothes, one by one. When Chazz got to his boxers, he waited a while, and then looked at Ty, who was just then taking off his boxers to reveal his already hard member flop out. Chazz's eyes widened; it had to be around nine inches.
"I'm considered fairly small in my family. My dad says it's okay, though. You can't really be fifteen inches and be gay as well. It would never go in that far." Ty said, with a sly smile.
Chazz didn't respond, but just continued, and pulled down his boxers. His dick was still hidden inside his sheath, as Ty saw. Chazz didn't take off the band holding the weed.
"Alright, we're ready. Get on your knees."
Chazz slowly dropped to the floor and did as he was told. He had his back to the left wall holding the mirror, which meant Ty was facing it. Ty got close enough, 'til he had to hold his dick up, so it didn't hit Chazz in the face.
"Now, grab it and start sucking, as far as you can go."
Chazz hesitantly lifted his right paw, and then took Ty's long member from him. Suddenly, a strange jolt of energy went into Chazz.
Chazz looked at the huge, pulsing cock in front of him. He did not go for it immediately.
"Dammit, I thought I told you," Ty said, as he grabbed Chazz's head, "You'll do what your told, when I TELL YOU TO DO IT." And he rammed his dick about six inches inside Chazz's mouth.
Ty could feel the back of Chazz's throat, as he had pushed too far in. Ty lifted his head up.
"Aughh, yes. Now, play along, like you said you would, wolfie."
Chazz coughed a little with the dick inside his mouth, but he did not take it out. He pushed it back a bit, his paw still holding the end of it up, and fully applied his lips to the hard member.
Chazz took the dick and slowly pushed it in and out. He swerved his tongue around it on all sides, making it moist. It was red hot, causing Chazz's mouth to develop more moisture than usual. As he pulled it out he could sometimes feel the pre-cum that slipped out of Ty's member every once in a while and, when it did, he did his best to get enough on his tongue to taste the salty, sweet goodness of it.
The whole experience was not new to Ty, but it was definitely a stress-reliever. He hadn't felt this sensation in at least a month, and he couldn't help but love every moment of it. He put his hands on his ass cheeks and squeezed them as Chazz continued to suck on his member quite remarkably now.
Ty figured it was Chazz's first time doing it, but he wasn't half bad. Chazz knew exactly when he was going too fast for Ty, and before anything happened, he would pull out and let a bit more pre-cum slip out before starting again. He knew Ty didn't want it to end soon at all, so he did all he could to make it last. Every now and then Chazz would take his mouth off the dick completely and spit on it, giving it more moisture, and started to jerk it off slowly with his right paw. When he was finished pulling out as much more pre-cum as he could get, he would lick the head of Ty's penis to get all of it for himself, then go back to deep-throating the thing.
Ty had been closing his eyes to savor the moment, but after a while he opened them to look in the mirror at the scene he had painted for himself.
He could see his naked body, forcing another guy to suck on his dick, even though he didn't want to. He continually looked at the image, every second hating it even more.
He couldn't understand what brought him to this point. He was angry from Chazz cheating on Alexa, but he should have never started this.
What have I become? Forcing someone else to suck on my cock because I need them to? To make me feel better? When did I turn into this person? I have to stop it...
He sighed, and then tried to pull his cock out of Chazz's mouth, fixing to explain himself to Chazz and apologize.
Suddenly, when Ty tried to pull out, Chazz just pulled him back in. Then Ty looked down and saw how much Chazz looked like he was enjoying it.
Then he looked even further, and noticed not only had Chazz's member pulled out of its sheath, but that it was pulsating, begging for attention.
Ty did another one-eighty and felt better about the situation immediately. He continued to let Chazz suck gradually on his cock for as long as he wanted to.
Everything was now voluntary, as Ty looked at it. He wasn't forcing Chazz to do anything. Chazz was now staying and sucking on Ty's cock because he wanted to. It didn't make a lick of sense to Ty, but at his point of ecstasy he wasn't thinking about any of that, and just thinking about how much longer he could sustain his penis from erupting with warm, white cum.
Chazz continued to suck on Ty's member, but at one moment Ty had to stop Chazz by pulling his head off his cock. He was going too fast. When he did Chazz gave one final suck, which just about made Ty cum.
Ty held it in by holding his cock tight.
"You were going too fast. But it's okay. You did great. Aughh." Ty moaned, as he fought the urge to let it all out. He was able to keep it in, with just a little transparent liquid spurt out of him.
Chazz wiped his mouth off.
"(Chazz was making a 'huff, huff' sound, as he was a little short of breath) Ty that was amazing...I...don't want it to end. Please, save that cum, and do it inside of me, please."
Ty's eyes widened. This idea surprised him almost as much as the idea of Chazz liking the blowjob did.
"...Are you sure you want-
"Yes, yes, yes, I want that. Please, do it before I lose the buzz." Chazz said, begging Ty.
Ty knew there wasn't much time left anyway. Eventually people would be knocking on the outer dressing room door, wondering what was happening, and Roy would become suspicious as well. He had to make the decision fast.
"...Okay. Get over there, and put your paws on the bench." Ty pointed to the spot where he needed Chazz, and Chazz did as he was told.
When they were finished getting set up, Chazz was laying with his ass in the air, legs spread out a little, and his paws clenching the bench with a gentle hold. Ty was right behind him, standing up.
Ty then spit in his right hand and applied more moisture to his already slick and hard cock. He knelt down, with his legs mimicking Chazz's, and his dick at the beginning of his ass crack.
Ty held out his left hand.
"I'm gonna need you to spit as much as you can on my hand." Ty said to Chazz, and Chazz spit a load of saliva into Ty's hand.
Ty then took his "lubricant" and applied it inside Chazz's ass. As he got the outer walls full he then applied it into the tail hole, using his forefinger to do a circular motion inside.
"Auugghh, Ty that feels so fucking good..." Chazz moaned.
"Now, I'm gonna go slow, as not to hurt you, okay?"
Chazz did not respond; he was in too much of a sex coma to hear him completely. He just slowly nodded, as he probably would have done to whatever Ty said.
As soon as Ty was finished, he took both his hands and placed them on Chazz's ass cheeks. Chazz's tail was high up in the air, so it wasn't in the way. He pushed Chazz's butt cheeks farther apart with his hands, giving him a nice view of his tail hole.
It looks so tight. I don't know how far I'll be able to go.
Even with his doubts, Ty moved close enough to Chazz to get his cock situated at the entrance of Chazz's hole, while Chazz did all he could to keep it open for him.
"Alright, here we go, Chazz. Taking it slow."
And Ty started to let his cock enter Chazz's hole.
"GGaugghhh..." Chazz moaned again, as his hole was opened up more than he could ever force. He tightened the hold he had on the bench.
Ty gave him some time to adjust to the feeling.
"This is how it always goes, but it gets better and easier the farther in we go. Now-
Chazz suddenly forced his body into Ty's, causing Ty's cock to push almost seven inches inside of Chazz.
"GAUUGGhhhhh...Fuucckkkk....Aughh..." Chazz whined, his eyes about to water. He had used all his energy with that force, and he laid his head down, drained for the moment.
The force almost caused Ty to cum, but Chazz stopped in time to give Ty's member a rest.
"Why the fuck did you do that? I said...Aughh...we would go slowly." Ty said, sounding strict but hiding a smile behind it.
"Now...Gauughh...we won't have to...and you can...get to fucking me, like I've wanted..." Chazz explained, trying to gain enough energy to hold the bench firmly again.
Ty was shocked at how much Chazz seemed to want this. All this time he was sure Chazz was straight, but now, he wasn't sure. All he knew was what was happening now, and he wasn't complaining about it one bit.
Ty gave Chazz a couple more seconds to recover.
"Go now, please." Chazz begged in a raspy voice.
Ty did not reply, but now did what HE was told, and began pulling slowly out of Chazz. The extra moisture Ty had applied seemed to be working fairly well, but he could still feel the overwhelming pressure of Ty's tight rectum on his cock, which only served to further Ty's ejaculation. So he continually went slow, as he pulled out, then back in, eventually creating a moving pattern.
"Yes...that's it...faster..." Chazz moaned, once again grasping the bench tight with his paws.
As soon as he got his cock back in his control, Ty began to make his movements quicker, as Chazz wanted it. He could almost picture the inside of Chazz's rectum: his cock intruding all sides, and his pre-cum moisturizing the cock, making it easier to slip in and out.
As soon as he got a fast enough rhythm Ty could feel his ball sack hit Chazz as the cock he went further in each time. He couldn't tell when he got too carried away as he pushed in, but Chazz never complained; he just continually moaned from pleasure, and Ty was certain he was feeling more of that then pain at this point.
At times when Ty felt as if he would cum, he would stop and give his cock time to rest. He didn't want any of it to end, and Chazz felt the same way. At these times Ty would look at the condition of Chazz. His face would seem physically drained, and he would be huffing and puffing as Ty was, but he could always tell that he was just waiting for more. And when Chazz caught Ty looking at him, he would smile back, knowing there was more to come.
As Ty continually slammed into Chazz, he got the urge to grab Chazz's cock with his right hand, and rub it extremely slowly but with a great amount of pressure.
"Aughh, yes, feel my cock...ughh..." Chazz moaned some more.
The only time Ty's movements got slower was when he was stunting his cock from ejaculating. He knew Chazz wanted it as fast as Ty could manage, but under the circumstances he could only go so fast until it was time to finish the job.
"Okay, this is it." Ty said, thinking he had had enough fun, and it needed to end. He let go of Chazz's cock, spit in his right hand, and then grabbed it again. He rubbed the saliva all around it, making it easier to rub.
"Oghh, yes, Ty...that 's great..."
"You deserve a treat for being so well-behaved, along with what you're already getting." Ty smiled, and he slowly started jerking Chazz off again.
Ty was sure it wouldn't take long for Chazz to cum, with how hot his dick seemed to be, so he wasted no time of his own and continued to fuck him. This time, he did not slow down or stop, but let nature take its course when it was time.
"Ogghhh, 'bout to cum..." Chazz said, as a little white liquid suddenly came out of his cock; he was reaching the pinnacle of his climax, in which the next second he would let it all squirt out.
"Just a bit more...I'm...Auughhhhhh..." Ty said, as he had reached the same pinnacle as Chazz, but didn't stop pushing, or rubbing. He pointed Chazz's cock to his chest.
Without warning, Chazz started squirting out loads of hot cum onto his chest and stomach, which then stuck to his hair, and the rest in Ty's hand. About the same time, Ty finished as well, squirting at least five times inside Chazz, before he knew it was too much for him, and pulled out to squirt the remains on Chazz's lower back.
"Auughhhh...That, was amazing..." Chazz whispered, once again drained.
"Yeah, I haven't felt like that in a LONG time with a guy...you were truly great, Chazz...I better clean up my mess." Ty said, a little out of breath, and he bent down a bit farther to lick off most of the cum he squirted on Chazz's lower back, avoiding his tail.
As soon as Chazz knew Ty was done, Chazz turned around and laid his back against the bench. Ty and he were both tired, and looking at the ground, with Chazz's legs through Ty and Ty's legs over Chazz's body, his cock hovering over Chazz's as well.
As soon as he got enough strength, Ty realized how they were situated, and looked up at Chazz. He still had his head down, but Ty had already decided on what to do.
Ty got closer to Chazz, making their slick and now semi-hard members touch and eventually squish together, as he got right up to Chazz's muzzle.
He lifted Chazz's face up with his right hand, and Chazz's eyes drifted to Ty's. Ty looked in Chazz's deep blue eyes again, being taken aback by their beauty.
Ty went in to kiss Chazz on the lips. Chazz accepted the kiss, closing his eyes.
They slowly swapped moist kisses from one to the other, their cocks still touching, but neither growing hard. This was a sentimental moment, and they both felt the love they had grown for each other through their passion.
Chazz slowly opened his eyes to looks at Ty, who had his eyes closed. He pulled away for a moment.
"Oh, Ty...Oh, Ty." Chazz said, sounding a little strange the last time he said it.
"Yes, Chazz?" Ty said. He was smiling, his eyes open now.
"Ty...Ty...TY?!" Chazz 's eyes widened, and his body was suddenly becoming jumpy.
"Chazz? What's wr-
"GET OFF OF ME! GET OFF!!" Chazz pushed Ty away, and Ty voluntarily got off.
Chazz quickly got up. He was looking around oddly, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he had never been inside the dressing room before.
"What happened? Why are we...(he touches the cum on his chest) did I do this?"
"Chazz, you're not making any-
"SHUT UP, FAG! No, this couldn't have happened, I didn't have sex with you...aughh, (Chazz suddenly felt the slight pain from his rectum) no...no, no, no, no, no..." Chazz said, his paws grasping his head, claws running through his hair. He looked like he was about to cry.
Chazz quickly opened the door of the dressing room they were in and looked for a tissue box. He found it near the clothes counter, grabbed a couple, wiped the white substance off his chest, and threw them in the trash. He walked back to the dressing room.
"Where are my clothes? Get away, I have to go..." Chazz pushed Ty out of the dressing room, but Ty mostly let himself out, grabbing his boxers before he left. He could see Chazz wasn't in the right state of mind.
"Chazz, do you need to-
"I don't need to do anything, I just need to get away from here, get away from you..." Chazz finally assembled all his clothes together, and slammed the door.
It took him about a minute to get all of his clothes on.
When he opened the door, he still looked a bit rough to Ty. Ty had only his boxers on.
Chazz walked to and unlocked the outer door and was about to storm out before Ty caught his right paw, which was holding the door knob.
"Chazz, wait." Ty said.
"Let go of me, Ty." Chazz stated, looking down.
"Chazz, what's wrong? You can't say you didn't feel anything when we were together, and you definitely can't say you don't remember it. Are you afraid to admit that-
"I'm not like you, Ty!" Chazz lifted his head up revealing his eyes, which were starting to swell up with tears. "I'm not gay! I can't be! I'm not...now please...let me go..."
Ty stopped for a moment. He saw one tear slip across Chazz's face.
"Chazz-
"Just please...let me go..." Chazz said, fighting back more tears.
Ty did as he was told, and let Chazz open the door just enough to let himself out, before closing the door, leaving Ty in the dressing room by himself.
Hmm. Not much to say about this story, really. I kinda had the idea for it a while back, and now I finally have it in writing! Huzzah! I'm sorry this was a really late submission, but I don't have an excuse...well, is laziness an excuse?...yes. lol well im still working on other stories so this was just kinda a fun thing to do. Hope everyone's summer is goin good and Happy early 4th of Jewly everybuddy! :D
Also the stores in the story, including Hot Topic, Forever 21, and Hollister are actual stores and all rights to their individual names goes to them. alright peace :P