Can You Hide From Yourself?
The bunny blinked, opening his eyes as we was lying on his bed. He felt.. What was the word.. Foggy. Like a haze. He rubbed his eyes, and, sitting up, he looked around. Something was amiss. He wasn't in his room anymore. All around him, it was dark. The only light came from a spotlight above his bed. Then he heard voices from all around, echoing softly along the walls. They were all different voices, some of the girls from school, others were adults, like teachers, some guys from the school, older individuals. Some voices seemed familiar, others were completely foreign. "He's so weird, look at his face, and his features, ew. Queer. He is so definitely gay. Fag, I wonder which way he goes, whether top or bottom. He might like it both. Fruit. It's heresy, he's going to burn in hell. Fag. No one likes him, he's so different. How did one get in school? Queer. Fag. Gay. Gay. Gay" "AH!" he sat up in the darkness, his eyes flying open in a fearful gaze. It was still night out , 2 in the morning by what his clock said. Daniel raised a paw to his forehead, wiping over it lightly. There was a cold sweat all over him, having soaked deep into his fur. It was a dream.. All a dream. No, it was a nightmare. The bunny grabbed the edge of his blanket and threw it off of him, leaving him just in his lighter blue boxer shorts, feeling the slight breeze from his open window brush over his slightly damp fur. He wouldn't be getting any more sleep this night, not by a long shot. He was afraid to fall asleep again tonight. Standing up, he rubbed the back of his head, where his ears met with his head, as he walked into the bathroom. He reached in to the shower stall and turned the knobs to start the flow of water from the nozzle, letting the water heater begin to warm the water. Daniel turned, and looked at himself in the mirror. There, he paused. Looking along his body, he stood there. Did any of those voices from his dream have any ground? He turned, looking behind him to see his back, giving a small flick of his tail. Was there any way that anyone could find him attractive? I mean, looking at himself, he was not a real looker, not really excelling in any big area. He turned back to the reflective surface, giving a soft sigh. He looked into his own eyes, and saw confusion, sadness, and no solution to his problems. The mirror slowly fogged, the air in the room growing steamy as the water heater did just as it should. Stripping down from his boxers, he looked once more at himself. He wasn't anything big there either, not really sexy or such. Just.. A male. But how was it so weird for a male to like another male? Did it always have to be male to female? He walked into the shower, feeling the water pelt on his fur, quickly soaking it completely with water, and warming him. The bunny cooed, always enjoying showers. They were like a cleansing, washing away all of the troubles and stresses down the drain, swirling around with the water. But here, he could also think without dwelling on unwanted thoughts. Kind of like.. A conversation with himself. 'Why are you sad?' 'I don't know..' 'Course you know, you just won't admit it.' 'No! It's complicated..' 'Complicated? Really? Those girls hinted to it, didn't they?' 'I don't know' 'You do know, though. But you won't get over it and accept it until you say it to yourself.' The bunny's face contorted into a frown, and he rubbed over his ears, stroking over them gently. Though not crazy, he did have to come to terms with himself. Himself was right, as odd as that might sound. He had to come to terms with himself. But the question is: When? When could he completely tear down that wall and let himself come out, without fear of being affected by how people were judged. Daniel sighed in the shower, his eyes closed as he gently washed himself. His mind began to wander, drifting to that darker part of his mind. There was a figure there, shadowed, but still there. They stood behind him, gently sliding there arms around to his chest, gently rubbing at him through his fur. Daniel churred softly, smiling, as he felt the person gently touch him. They were being soft, but also incessant, like they longed for something. There was a jaw being set on his shoulders, the head leaning over to his ear. A voice spoke, softly, into his ear. It was deep, masculine, and sounding so sexy. "Daniel.." he said, the paws still rubbing over his body. Daniel's eyes snapped open, himself yelping as his footpaws gave out on him and he slipped, landing on the floor of the shower stall. He rubbed at his head, it having bumped the shower wall and slowly opened his eyes. Between his legs throbbed his cock, nearly completely hard from that simple thought of a male rubbing him, hot and pink at about 6 and a half inches or so, the bunny blushing softly. Shaking his head from those thoughts, he stood, turning off the flow of water and stepping out into the steamy bathroom. Grabbing a towel from the towel rack, he began to dry off his fur, slowly but surely. By the time he was nearly dry, he had the towel wrapped around his waist as he walked back to his room. He looked to his clock, seeing as only forty five minutes had passed between when he woke and when he came back from his shower. But, now, he felt much more at ease. Dropping the towel, the bunny's bare body was outlined in the soft moonlight that streamed through the open window, Daniel looking down at himself. Maybe.. Maybe he wasn't as unattractive as he thought. He smiled to himself, sliding back under the covers, before drifting back into a deep, much more pleasant, sleep.
Again, tell me how you think about it, and I hope to continue