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It really came about by accident that Stewart found himself standing in line for something he never thought he'd be standing in line for. One of his friends at work had a couple extra tickets and when he over heard the bad conversation between him and his longtime girlfriend he knew that the Otter's head would poke over to his cubical and ask if he wanted to take the tickets and that he had a couple things to take care off.

"It's a concert." Stewart remembered Erik saying. "They're good seats."

"Girlfriend issues?" Stewart asked back courteously and in a way that was not to pry too much into his personal life.

"Ahh, yeah. You want them, I can't go now."

Suddenly Stewart felt a slight push. "Buddy, the lines moving." He broke from his trance like memory to find that the line had moved a full seven feet in front of him. The husky jumped forward and gave a nod to the person behind him in thanks and his mind retreated back to its memory.

"Man, I'd love to but...you know I...just don't like to...do things." It wasn't a lie, and Erik knew it. Steward was never the dog to do something on short notice, he was a planner, one who liked to be early and had it in his head that if you were on time you were late. He was actually surprised to find himself so far back in line because he arrived so early.

"Oh come on Stewart, I spent eighty bucks on these. It was going to be a special date night but something...came up." The pause worried Stewart more then the words. He knew that Eirk's relationship with that other otter would fail. She was the type that liked to dye her fur pink and he was a book nut but somehow they made it two years.

"But i've...I'm..."

"Stewart, you and I both know you're not doing anything so cut the crap. Will you take them?" He pushed the two small slips of paper toward the husky.

"Erik but I've got to..." Usually Stewart could think of excuses, he was better then the average person at it as he had made excuses all his life and almost never got caught. Usually because when he made excuses he usually found himself alone in front of the tv. But this time, he couldn't think of one. "I've....yeah..." Stewart let go reluctantly. "I'll take them."

Stewart gave his ticket to the ticket master who said enjoy the performance. The other ticket was at home on his desk, he had no one to invite so there was no point in bringing it along. He awkwardly made his way to the theater and descended the shallow grade of the theater to find his seat in row E, number 14. Almost smack dab in the middle. He fished his curled tail through the small hole in the back and sat down with a huff. He was at the symphony.

His paw thumbed through the program which was entitled with one name, "Beethoven." It was a show case of the composers best and most well known work. The choral in the ninth symphony. The famous dun-dun-dun-dunnn of the fifth, they even had a solo pianist who was going to perform some excerpts of his piano sonatas. All of which he was not interested in and knew absolutely nothing about. Stewart was completely out of his element and it didn't help that he was all alone, that was until another young husky made his way down the row of chairs and planted himself right next to Stewart. With nothing better to do, Stewart studied him out the corner of his left eye. No one would sit in the seat to his right because he knew where that ticket was, so this is the only stranger he would have to sit next to. The dog couldn't have been much younger then him, maybe by a couple of years. A strange sight in the group of much older people around them. His tail was wagging as fast as the little thing would go without falling off before he threaded it through much like Stewart had done. Much like a young pup at Disney land he was looking in all directions before he finally dug his nose into the program.

"Oh!!! The Egmont overture!!!" He suddenly exclaimed; Stewart glanced to his right and left to find who he was talking too but the husky continued mumbling. "And...and...and! Ohh! The third movement of the Piano Sonata number fourteen!!" He looked up from the program, almost looking for anyone who would listen to his ramblings and found it in Stewart. "See everyone knows the first movement, but it's the third that should be well known."

"umm....ok." Stewart had absolutely no idea what this husky was talking about and he really didn't want to listen so in an effort to show his unwillingness to talk Stewart moved his head forward.

"You know Sonata number 14 don't you? Known as the Moonlight sonata." He continued forcing the conversation to continue. In all truth Stewart had not a single clue to what the Moonlight sonata was, but he lied.

"Oh yeah...um...the moonlight one, I...I like that one."

"Yes of course! Don't get me wrong, the whole thing is a masterpiece as with almost everything that Beethoven did but the last movement is just to die for." He stuck his nose back in the program and finished reading it complete with all the mumbles and grunts, along with little facts about each work. Stewart rolled his eyes and dropped his head to his paw resting on the right pawrest. He listened halfheartedly to the ramblings but when they finally stopped he raised an eyebrow and glanced over. The husky was sitting back in the chair eyes closed and clutching the program with both paws. It looked like he had fallen asleep.

"uhh..." Stewart made some quick glances around him at the filling theater. "Dude, are you ok?" He whispered trying not to bring attention to himself.

"Fine!" He replied loudly, destroying his try at not drawing attention. "It's just they're playing my most favorite work." He opened his eyes and leaned closer to Stewart then he ever would have wanted. "This one right here." Stewart leaned in the same direction but looked at his choice.

Symphony No. 7

Second movement.

Allegretto

Obviously Stewart's brain didn't hear any music when he read the words. But the other husky closed his eyes and started to move his paws in such a way he was conducing and hummed a tune.

"hmm hm-hm hmmmm hmmm...hmm hm-hm hmmm hmm." To him he heard the entire work in his head, but to Stewart it was as effective as reading hums on a piece of paper. But seeing the husky sway did give Stewart a small smile. Not because he was laughing at him but he admired his dedication.

"Just wait until you hear it in real life." The other husky muttered after a couple more hums. "There is nothing else like it. I know it's a well known piece and it would seem that a piano player like me should have some obscure piece as a favorite rather then this but hey; there is a reason why it's famous." He finally finished and opened his eyes. Stewart moved back to the center of his chair, closer to him.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I've probably never heard seventy-five percent of the stuff that's going to be performed tonight." Stewart admitted sinking into his seat slightly not wanting others to hear it.

"Oh!" He cocked his head to one side. "I'm sure you've heard more then you think. Just wait and see." He settled into his seat and reached out a paw. "Name's Kevin by the way."

Stewart shook Kevin's paw and shrugged with a slight chuckle. "Kevin huh. Stewart. I just am not the classical type. These tickets were given to me by a friend."

"Ah, he wanted to show you the greatness of classical music!" Kevin's eyes lit up and he sat up a little straighter.

"Um, no. He had girl troubles so he gave the tickets to me. I'm actually more of a dubstep person myself."

"Well my friend." He gently elbowed him in the side with a smirk and a look down. "He picked a great concert. Beethoven is, well in my opinion, the greatest composer that ever lived. Sure Mozart was a genius, but Beethoven pretty much brought on the Romantic era wholly on his own." Suddenly the musicians started to file out onto the stage and the whole hall filled with applause. Stewart made a couple week claps with it not expecting the sudden eruption.

"But don't take my word for it." Kevin added right as they were sitting down and the conductor walked out. "Let the music speak for itself."

Without a word to the audience the conductor bowed and stepped on the podium, his paws rose with a white baton in the right one and with a few twitches a suddenly flurry of sound filled the air as the demanding Beethoven's fifth thundered through the theater. It's intense yet simple melody held angst, anger before it opened to a theme that felt happy and almost jaunty. Stewart was confused. How could one piece bring out completely opposite emotions all within a minutes time, it was a new world. He looked at Kevin who was sitting at the edge of his seat leaning forward trying to get closer to the music. He was completely in the moment. The husky was gripping the arm rests so hard that Stewart was scared that he was going to rip the fabric. He looked up at his eyes, blue, the other brown. Heterochromia something Stewart always liked and wished he had. It was like the music, one side was a soothing blue. A calm ocean that one could stare at forever watching the sunset. Then the other side, a brown that was clouded with something. A fog that you could get lost in if you were not careful.

Kevin looked over and Stewart seemed to be paying more attention to him. "Stewart? Are you...are you alright?" His grip on the arm rest loosened and Stewart blinked a couple times before he felt himself blush and look away.

"Oh I'm fine, just noticed your eyes." He whispered back taking his own eyes away.

"Mmm. Yeah..." Kevin also looked back to the orchestra. After several more tense minutes of watching the other husky the first movement was growing close to an end. Stewart pointed his muzzle back to the stage but his attention still rested on the other husky. He wasn't going to lie to himself and he had come to terms with it a couple years ago while at a bachelors party of all places. The girls didn't excite him as much as the boys and he left the party early realizing that he was gay.

The next piece started and Kevin sat back in his chair. It was obvious that he wasn't as excited about this one. Stewart hid his muzzle in the program and read the next one. It was called the Shepherd's Song. A fun, uplifting work that caused his head to rock back and fourth with a smile. It reminded him of something that would be in a movie.

The rest of the concert consisted of Stewart making a glance to Kevin as much as he could. He still listened to the music but it was just an added bonus and each time a work passed by he grew more and more fond of the little husky sitting next to him, his gray and white fur giving him a fuzzy feeling. Or it could have been his own, but it was more fun to think it was Kevin's. Throughout the intermission Stewart did not leave his seat. He just sat and listened with one ear open to the things Kevin was saying about the works that had been played and how excited he was for the final one. The second movement of the seventh symphony.

During the second half Stewart had to be more careful because now Kevin was making glances at him. Was this because Kevin was freaked out by him or something else? Maybe he was checking to see if he was still listening and still interested in the music. Either way he had to make sure that he didn't notice that he was looking at him.

After another hour of music and just as the conductor was holding the final note of the Egmont Overture, getting ready for the last piece, Stewart felt Kevin grab his arm and squeeze it tight. He knew! He was going to say stop creeping him out or leave him alone. Stewart pulled away but the other husky pulled him back. His muzzle moved in close to his ear.

"My favorite work is about to start and I would like it if..." He paused causing Stewart's mind to race again. 'If you'll leave me alone.' that's what he was going to say, Stewart was sure of it. So sure that he started nodding his head and getting ready to say sorry before Kevin could finish, but he didn't expect the rest. "If...well...if you'll hold my paw." Stewart felt the blood rush to head face and his heart burst out of his chest. "I've been noticing that you've been paying more attention to me then the music and you didn't make the first move so...I thought I would."

He seemed so confidant but in reality Stewart could almost feel his shaking from the next chair over and the short breaths against his fur. He was scared stiff. Stewart didn't say anything, his paw moved for him and it wrapped around Kevin's blueish furred paw just as the A minor chord started off the final piece. Stewart felt the blood rushing through Kevin's paw as the first rhythms were played, a unison of the basses, cellos, and violas. It reminded him of the fifth, very simple and only consisted of two notes, but it was pure genius. Finally as the violins added in Stewart scooted closer to Kevin. It lamented in a way that he had never heard before, it cried with passion, a call out into the world looking for someone, someone that would listen to it and take it for what it is. Stewart's muzzle gaped and his heart melted, there was nothing else like it. It was beyond definition, beyond mere words to explain it.

Stewart looked down to his lap and then moved over to his fingers interlaced with Kevin's. This felt right. Like it was meant to be. As the beautiful sounds rang around him the husky brought his other paw on top of the other two and let his head drop onto Kevin's shoulder just as a clarinet solo sang out, braking the lamenting strings. In the comfort of Kevin's shoulder Stewart closed his eyes and focused on the sounds he never thought existed.

The thunderous applause woke Stewart from his trance and instinctively he rose to his feet and clapped harder then he had ever done before. The conductor turned from his podium made a slight gesture with his baton and all the musicians stood up. He gave a deep bow, which all the musicians followed in which gave the applause new life and it rose back again filling the hall. Only when the musicians themselves started to file out is when the sound died down and gave Stewart a chance to look back at Kevin who was standing there with a sly smile and looking him directly in the eyes

"Kevin...that..umm, you were right. The, what was it, second movement of the...?"

"Seventh" Kevin filled in.

"Yes, seventh was just beyond words. I...I..." Stewart stumbled over his words and fumbled with his paws before just placing them in his tight pockets. "Was...um..."

"Yes?" Kevin asked.

"Was wondering if you wanted to maybe go out to grab a bite to eat and maybe talk about...more?" Stewart took a paw out of his pocket and scratched his ears with it waiting for an answer.

"I'd love too." The young husky finally said grabbing Stewart's other paw still stuffed in the pocket. Kevin pulled him out of the isle and up and out of the theater into the main hall which was packed with people taking with the musicians who had come out from the back in a sort of meet and greet. But Kevin weaved through everyone and everything reaching the door. As soon as he opened it, a blast of fresh, cool evening air hit Stewart in the face. The door close behind them as Kevin continued to drag him around the theater to an alley where there was some parking and a couple cars. He finally stopped in front facing the car but still grasped Stewart's paw. Kevin stood for a couple seconds taking in a few deep breaths.

"Kevin?"

Suddenly, he turned around and pulled Stewart into a huge wet kiss. He wrapped his arms around Stewart's back pulling the larger dog ever closer to him. The first split second Stewart wanted to push Kevin away but it didn't take long before he too put his arms around Kevin and clawed at the back of his black blazer. Kevin kissed him for a few long moments before pulling back and drawing in deep breaths. A word was not exchanged between the two as Kevin unlocked the backseat of his car and crawled into the tight space.

"Thank God for tinted windows." Stewart chuckled climbing in after and closing the door. Suddenly the sounds of the city were washed away and nothing but their deep breathing and panting filled the air.

"Are you kidding? With how much we're breathing the windows would be fogged up before anything happens." Kevin joked fumbling with his blazer. Both him and Stewart rushed to undress not even embarrassed at the one another. It felt too right. Once all they had left on was just their fur, Kevin finally blushed under his fur. "This went kind of fast, don't you say?" His eyes looked over Stewart. An extremely well built gray husky who was remarkably toned for what he did every night, tv. "But you look just....amazing."

Stewart did the same to Kevin, not as muscly but thin and had a strong sense about him. "I could very well say the same." Kevin smiled and drew close as Stewart's cock started it's way out of his furred sheath. He placed his paws on Stewart's chest and pushed him against the window, pausing a bit to relish in his muscles. But Stewart's heart raced as Kevin moved lower and lower until his black nose was pretty much touching his twitching member. Stewart shuttered and placed his paw on the back of Kevin's head giving him a bit of pressure and letting him know it was time to start. He started with a simple lick, base to tip, but already it was heaven to Stewart who let his muzzle hang open and his tongue hang out the side as Kevin continued.

Not many words were exchanged, just moans and grunts. Kevin started to focus on Stewart's tip, ready to slip his meat into his own mouth. "GO...." Stewart grunted, now with two paws on the back of Kevin's head he pushed him down, filling the younger huskies muzzle. To Kevin it was something he never though possible as his tongue wrapped around Stewart making sure to touch every little inch in preparation of the main event. Stewart felt himself start to twitch and he let go of Kevin's head telling him he was getting close.

Kevin moved back from the dripping cock and turned around presenting his tail to Stewart. "Show me what you can do!" He moaned raising his tail and revealing a tight pucker. Stewart smiled showing he was happy to oblige and crawled over placing his paws on each cheek of the other husky. The tip of his meat gently prodding at Kevin's hole forcing out a few moans. "Are you ready for it little husky?"

"Give me all you've got!" Kevin shouted curving his back and pushing his head into the air. Stewart didn't waste any time, he plunged deep into Kevin sending out a loud howl. For a moment everything was still. The two huskies, one blue, the other gray stood motionless as they took in the moment. Then Stewart started humping, pulling back and fourth and back and fourth sending floods of pleasure up and down his spine. Kevin let out a large moan with each and every thrust trying to keep everything loose. His paw grabbed a free seat belt and he squeezed it with all his might just to not rip the carpet interior of his car.

It didn't take long for the animalistic action to grow faster and for Stewart to lean down and really dig into each thrust. He easily slid in and out with the help of Kevin grinding his hips to get even more of a movement. Stewart reached under and felt for Kevin's cock, grasping it when he found and pumping it hard. He screamed with pleasure and pushed back as the beginnings of Stewart's large knot started to form. It pushed against Kevin's tight tail-hole with each thrust until Stewart slammed himself forward and it forced it's way inside with a loud moan and pop from the two of them. Stewart could feel himself ready to burst as he pushed a few more times and finally arching his back and erupting inside sending waves of his husky seed into Kevin. Who also threw his muzzle into the air and came onto his car's upholstery.

Once again everything fell silent except the sound of deep panting by both of the huskies. Stewart tried to pull out but small moans from Kevin told him that there was no way he was getting out anytime soon. So he just wrapped his arms around the other husky and rolled to the side, the two just barely fit on the car seat with them on their sides.

"Well..." Kevin started after several moments of quietness, a strange concept after the last couple of hours. "That went kind of fast."

"Naw." Stewart responded by whispering into Kevin's ear. "I thought it was just perfect. In fact, thank you for making this whole night perfect, and to think, I would have just spent the night in front of my tv."

Kevin smiled. "And to think I originally came to this to study for a paper."

"A paper?" Stewart questioned cocking his head to one side.

"Yeah, for college. I was doing one on Beethoven. But I didn't really get the chance to do what I had hoped, instead I got something much better." He said laying his head down with a small sigh.

"Well then," Stewart smiled and rubbed Kevin's light blue graysih fur. "When's the next concert?"