Making New Friends
Ricky has done the best that he can at his new school. He's made a few friends with furs who will overlook his weight and accent, but none of the popular kids would give him the time of day. Or so he thought...
This is a story I did for my good friend
The first chapter to Ricky's tale was written by
Ryuuie owns copyright to the characters of Ricky, Taylor, Scott and Kieth. He has allowed me some leeway to interpret them and flesh them out in this story, but they are his characters.
Mrs. Bucklemole is a character I created for the purposes of this story and is not meant to represent anyone in particular. Since it is simply a name drop for a teacher in the story, I won't get upset if it's used elsewhere.
The version of Cole High School in Denver Colorado in this story is my own interpretation of a real place I've never visited, used to lend realism to the story, not to imply anything about that place. I was actually using fragments of several high schools I visited in my own high school days. Nothing meant to be implied about them either.
Final warning about this story -- It has M/M sex between two male students who are old enough to legally consent to that activity.
Making New Friends
by Reserved Rodent
With a sigh, the chubby raccoon locked the computer he was using and stood up.
The cheetah typing next to him in the computer lab looked up, ears flicking forward. "What's up, Ricky? You can't be done with your paper already."
"Nah, I ain't done yet. I just can't write without my music, so I figure I'll go grab my headphones."
With a flick of his yellowish tan furred ear, the cheetah pointed at the pair of ear-buds plugged into the computer his friend had been working on. "Isn't that them right there?"
The raccoon gave a shrug. "Those stopped working, so I'm gonna go grab the ones in my gym bag."
"You know the more times you get up and leave, the longer it is going to take to finish your paper, right?" The cheetah's sky blue eyes stared into the raccoon's emerald ones.
"You really want me to have my music blaring while I work for everyone to hear?" The raccoon asked, stripped tail twitching back and forth.
The panda several stations down in the lab looked up. "Please, Taylor, just let Ricky go get his headphones. I had fun at his birthday party, but I don't think I can take any more country music this year."
"You were the one who wanted to learn the line dance at the restaurant, Scott," the raccoon said, looking down the row of computers to where the black and white furred student sat.
"Well, the pretty serving ladies were nice enough to offer to help me learn. I couldn't tell them no." The panda's eyes stared over the top of his monitor at nothing. "That was a fun time."
Taylor shook his head, turning back to face Ricky. "I suppose our line dance smitten friend has a point, you need to go get your headphones so we aren't forced to listen to an Achy Breaky Heart marathon."
Chuckling, the raccoon walked towards the door, playfully giving the cheetah's shoulder a light smack with the back of his paw. "Now I know your favorite song."
"Get out of here so you can get back with your next excuse to not finish your homework."
Chuckling softly, the chubby raccoon headed out of the quiet computer lab and into the wide hallways of Cole High School.
Ricky smiled as he walked down the almost empty hall. He liked coming in to the high school on Saturdays to do class work. The building was huge compared to where he used to attend - the entire student body of the little Arkansas town where he grew up wouldn't fill the classrooms of one floor of the three-story building.
Sure, he still got uncomfortable in the crowded halls when navigating from class to class during the week days, but when most of the students and faculty were away, the building was actually enjoyable. Without the clamor of over a thousand students rushing to and from class, the long hallways with stone floors were kind of fun to walk down.
Admittedly, before his dad's job got the family moved to Denver, the raccoon would not have had to walk down two flights of stairs to reach the locker room - but then, Ricky was not sure if he'd have been involved in any extra curricular activities requiring him to be familiar with the locker rooms back in Arkansas. There were plenty of recreational enjoyments to be had away from school in the country.
Heavy metal music blared as Ricky reached the bottom of the stairs. At first he thought it was coming from the gym - maybe the basketball team was having practice - but as he walked down the hall past the door to the weight room, he realized that some of the guys were obviously having a workout. Luckily, the locker room could be reached without having to go through any of the areas the athletes were training. Hopefully he could get in and out without having to risk being teased about his size.
Pushing the door to the locker rooms open, it became evident that the weight room was not the only place music was blasting from.
While there was still a corner to get around from the entrance to where the lockers sat near the showers, the music was clear. "It started out with a kiss. How did it end up like this?" a deep voice sang along. A loud bang, like a metal locker door slamming followed. "Fuck!"
The raccoon slowed his steps, though did not stop. "You okay?" It was impossible to tell how many or even who was back in the locker rooms right now. There were too many masculine scents left over from sweaty guys to pull a newer scent out. Ricky's eyes widened as he turned the corner into the area with the lockers and saw the naked fox. "Keith?"
Thankful his ears were dark furred enough to hide his blush, Ricky still couldn't help himself looking over the trim fox in all his glory. From just above his nipples down to his balls, a white stripe of belly fur stood out from the bright orange of his coat. The fur on his lower abdomen was the same colored fur as that on the tip of his tail, and seemed to draw attention to his ample sheath.
Trying to focus on something other than the guy's junk, Ricky noticed that Keith's footpaws had the same black fur coloring that his hands did.
"I'm fine. Just came in to work out some frustrations. Didn't mean to startle you." The fox tilted his head, eyes running up and down the raccoon's chubby body. "It's Richard, right?"
"Yeah, but I go by Ricky." Unable to move, the raccoon watched as the fox grinned and shook his head.
"That's right." The fox shot a smile, stretching his arms above his body. "You were in the announcements last week for having a birthday. I was thinking about looking you up to congratulate you on this most important event, but we don't have classes together this semester, so it's kind of hard to catch you."
The white highlights on the edge of his rounded ears became visible when Ricky's ears perked forward, as he started walking into the room again."You wanted to wish me a happy birthday?"
It had been so hard for the raccoon to make new friends after moving. Even back home he had not been the most sociable of students - having to start over had seemed impossible. If not for Taylor approaching him, Ricky didn't think he'd have any of his current friends.
The thought of someone else showing an interest in him excited the young raccoon. That Keith was expressing this while naked made it seem slightly unreal, but also more exciting.
"Well sure," Keith kept slowly strolling closer, his white furred balls swaying as he moved. "I know we haven't had many classes together since you transferred here last year, but I have noticed you. I try to keep track of all the guys at school. You've taken up jogging recently and been loosing weight. That takes dedication - and I respect that. I also like to congratulate cute guys when they achieve what you have."
Ricky paused his slow movements towards his locker. Keith was popular around the school. He hung out with the athletes, was active in both the student council and the school paper. He did all of this and, well - all while being open about his sexuality. And now the handsome, gay fox was not only talking to him, but saying he noticed the efforts the raccoon had been putting into getting healthy.
"Oh, well, I still have a long way to go." Ricky's upbringing had him struggling to thank the fox for the complement, while not really believing that he deserved it. Fighting to resist staring a third time at those swaying balls and that plump sheath didn't help him focus on the conversation.
"You should still be satisfied that you're seeing progress." The fox was right in front of Ricky now. "So how's it feel?"
It felt amazing, the raccoon thought, standing so close to one of the popular, sexy upper-class furs. The fox's soft brown eyes gazed expectantly into his own.
Blinking rapidly, Ricky realized he needed to speak. "Um... lighter? But.. I still have a long way to go."
Pearly teeth showed in the Keith's grin. "So you mentioned already, but that's not what I meant. I was referring to the very important birthday you had last week."
"Oh... well... um.. it was good. Got to eat out at -"
Extending his arms and stepping up against the racoon's belly, Keith wrapped the startled raccoon in a firm hug, his black furred paws rubbing the lower part of his back. "Happy late birthday, Rick. Do you mind if I call you Rick? It makes you sound more adult, which you are. And actually, that's what I'm asking you about. How it feels to be an adult?"
"I don't think I understand what you mean, Keith. I'm still in high school."
The fox flashed a smile. "You're now officially old enough to consent in the eyes of the law. The upper classes and beyond are all available partners without anyone risking getting in trouble."
Ricky's dark furred ears were barely hiding his blush as the shorter fur's stomach pressed against what turned out to be his hard member straining under pressure inside his jeans. The raccoon was looking down at the fox's smiling muzzle, trying not to pant on him too hard in his excitement.
"Um, I actually, I mean, look, I was held back a year from entering school because my mom thought I was too small, I'm actually older than my classmates by a year."
"So you're my age and more than old enough to be sleeping with any adult you want to then, Rick. Damn I wish I had known that sooner. So much time lost."
Their noses were so close. The raccoon's black furred paws slowly settled against the fox's orange sides, unsure if they should be holding, or even touching the other male.
"It... um... I've not... there's no one really... interested in a - a fat raccoon like me." Or at least so Ricky had thought. Unlike the fox, he hadn't let slip his attraction to guys since his dad's job took him from Arkansas to this new school. Growing up he knew he had to hide that part of himself. Even with the example of Keith being open about his sexuality, Ricky just couldn't take the chance that an unpopular fat kid - already teased about his weight and lingering accent - wouldn't end up losing the few furs who had befriended him.
"I know for a fact that what you say is wrong." The breath from the fox's words washed over Ricky's whiskers as their noses touched. Keith's paws slid the few inches down the back of his shirt to slip behind his jeans.
The raccoon's heart hammered as his groin was pulled tighter against the hard abs of the fox. He couldn't stop the groan that slipped out of his throat.
The fox's tongue darted out to lick Ricky's muzzle several times before the fox stepped back, his paws sliding from inside the waistband of the raccoon's blue jeans to come between the two furs, resting on the taller fur's soft chest. The black furred digits gently rubbed the hard nipples hiding behind the blue checkered cloth of Ricky's shirt.
Ricky's ears felt like they were burning as he let out a needy whine. "I... I don't know what you mean."
Keith began undoing the snaps on the front of Ricky's shirt. "Sure, lots of furs see the weight and dismiss a guy as weak or unattractive. But there are two things I like about someone like you."
The last snap released and the fox pulled the shirt open, sliding the shoulders back to leave all of the raccoon's light gray chest and belly fur revealed.
"There - there's something you like - about me?" His fluffy, striped tail lashed back and forth as he fought the urge to pull his shirt back closed. He didn't want to ruin the naked fox talking with him.
Keith lightly pushed a finger against Ricky's round, soft belly, making an indention in the furry chub. "You, specifically, have many attractive qualities. But larger guys in general just have more of them to love. Sure, that's a little cliche, but it is also true."
The fox slowly moved around to Ricky's back, sliding the western shirt off and pulling out the part tucked in.
"But... it's... not all firm and sexy like your body is." Ricky had seen enough television and movies to know what was standard for attractive in most furs' minds. There were no sexy fat action heroes. He felt very self conscious with his shirt now removed, but had not prevented it.
Keith pressed himself against the raccoon's back, reaching as far around his belly as he could. His paws were several inches from reaching Ricky's belly button, but they groped and kneaded the furry flesh they found.
"You're so warm, soft and cuddly," Keith said, sniffing the moaning raccoon's back fur.
For several minutes, Ricky stood there, eyes closed, uncaring about the moans he was letting loose as his belly was rubbed by the fox behind him.
The black furred paws paused in fondling the raccoon's round stomach. "Your moaning tells me you really like this. You want more, my soft and warm new friend?"
The masked head bobbed that he did, though his voice stammered a different story. "I can't do anything, though. Not here where I can get caught, and not now when I need to get back and finish my paper for Mrs. Bucklemole's class."
"That's not an answer to the question I asked." Keith's paws slid down Ricky's belly and groped the raccoon's swelling sheath and heated balls through the denim of his jeans. "I would very much enjoy giving you more than just this tease. It feels like you would love to have more attention. So answer the question, Rick. Do you want more?"
"I've got to-"
Keith squeezed the raccoon's balls. "Do you want more?"
Panting heavily, Ricky nodded. "Fuck, yes."
"Fantastic," Keith murmured, unbuckling the raccoon's jeans and sliding them and the red boxers down. "Your clothes are a little loose with all your weight loss, it seems."
Ricky nodded, breathing heavily as the fox behind him groped the large round cheeks on either side of his bushy striped tail. He swayed is gray furred hips under the firm caresses, unable to stop a moan from escaping.
"Let's go to the showers, Rick."
The raccoon, his hard pink cock fully emerged from his sheath, turned around to face Keith. "Um... I just came here to get my headphones so I could listen to music while writing my paper for - Eep!" Ricky fell silent as the fox reached out and grabbed his balls.
"So you would rather do homework than spend time with me?" The black furred paw gently rubbed the raccoon's fluffy gray balls.
"Uh... no... I just -" The raccoon's eyes couldn't stop staring at the red tip of Keith's cock, poking out of his plumps sheath.
Releasing the balls, the black furred fingers slid up over the plump shaft to rub Ricky's chubby tummy. "So you want me to fuck your ass here where you'll have a big mess to clean up, unless you want your scent and dried spunk where anyone can find it and know what you were doing?"
The raccoon barely heard Keith's words, entranced watching the full eight inches of slick red flesh slide out of the fox's white furred sheath as the fox slowly stepped towards the showers.
"You... want to fuck a fat hick like me?"
"Hell yes, baby." Keith ran his paw down his own length. "I want to breed that wide ass of yours, multiple times every day of the week. So let's get in the showers so I can give you your birthday fuck. You know, unless you want to go and do your homework rather than be with me."
"I just -"
"Look, Rick, either we can have a good time, or you can put your clothes back on and study. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to." The fox stepped closer again, his paw wrapping around both their members and pumping them slowly. "But it looks like you want to. You said you wanted more. I mean, my gaydar might be mistaken and you're more interested in school than having me deep inside your ass..."
A moan rumbled in the raccoon's throat. "No. I think you are so sexy. I want you. I just have friends waiting for me. We're getting homework done. Now isn't a good time."
"I understand, hon," Keith said, letting out a sigh as his ears drooped. Though he continued to pump both their dicks. "Homework with others is more important than getting intimate with me. Go ahead and put your clothes back on and leave without your birthday present. I'll find someone else and never bother you again."
The fox leaned in to nibble Ricky's neck. The raccoon's striped tail thrashed back and forth as he groaned. "Oh... I don't mean it like that. Keith!"
Releasing his hold on their members, the fox looked Ricky in the eye and pointed to the showers. "The only way you'll prove you have any interest in ever being with me is to get your naked ass in the there now."
Dark furred ears twitched, before folding back. "I do want to, I just-"
Keith shrugged and started towards his locker, not saying a word.
Squirming from foot to foot, Ricky held out a hand. "Wait! Okay. We just can't take too long. Please? I'm not comfortable doing this where someone could walk in and I don't want my friends to come looking for me."
Keith reversed directions moved towards the showers with a smile. As he went past the nervous raccoon his paw reached out to gently pull the chubby fur along by his hard dick. "You worry too much. We'll have the showers running to cover your cute moans and groans. There's plenty of time before the guys working out will finish and need to shower. Your friends will be busy doing their homework."
The pair made their way around the corner and to the back shower stand.
"Turn the water on and get it whatever temperature you're comfortable with, Rick."
Nodding, the raccoon turned the dials, making sure to stay out from under the spray.
The fox's paws slid up and down the plump, furry cheeks before him. Licking his lips the orange furred male lifted the stripped tail, getting a moan from Ricky.
"You ever had anything back here before, babe?" Keith spread the plump cheeks apart with his paws and ran a finger down the crack between them, his finger pad pausing and circling the warm, fur-less pucker.
Ears flicking to cool down the heat of his blush, the raccoon nodded. "My best friend back in Arkansas."
The fox slapped the plump cheeks before him, making them jiggle. "As much as I wish I was taking your cherry, I guess it's for the best you've been broke in since we have to rush. Get down on your hands and knees."
Ricky jumped as his ass was slapped again. He looked back over his shoulder, eyes darting up and down the well built fox. With a slight groan, the chubby fur then knelt and assumed the requested position, heavy belly hanging down under him. The orange furred jock knelt down behind him as he shifted his knees slightly, trying to find a less uncomfortable way to rest them on the tiled floor of the showers.
"I'm not sure how long-" the raccoon started, his words dissolving into a moan as the fox's tongue ran up and over his pucker.
"You taste real good, Rick. I'll get you as slick as I can before taking your ass."
The raccoon could only groan as the fox's tongue dug deeper inside his ass. Black paws kept the gray furred cheeks pushed apart, allowing the fox's tongue greater access. The long, pink muscle twirled and pushed deeper into the warm hole, drawing louder moans from Ricky.
Grey furred arms started shaking as the steam from the shower rolled over the pair. "Mmnnng. Damn... mmmffff... you do that... so well."
Keith gave a muffled growl as he reached in as far as his tongue could go, nose burred between the round furry cheeks.
Ricky yiped as his arms gave out, leaving his chest and head on the floor and his ass high in the steamy air.
Chuckling, Keith pulled back and stood, licking his lips and giving the raccoon's rump another swat, causing the cheeks to quiver like jello. "Very tasty, Rick. Now get ready to be fucked."
Ricky struggled to get his arms back under him as the fox spread his legs further apart and brushed his bushy tail to the side. "Hey!"
"Hush, Babe." Keith gripped the back of Ricky's neck with one paw while his other ran fingers over the raccoon's spit covered pucker. "No complaints from the one who's in a hurry to get back to doing homework. I'm having to forgo a lot of the fun foreplay I enjoy to get you your present."
Whining at the rough treatment, though feeling himself get harder and more excited by it, the chubby fur moaned and pushed back as the fox's finger slid inside.
"You're such a good moaner, Rick." Keith thrust his finger in and out a few times, before pushing a second into the raccoon's tight hole. "You gonna be making some great sounds when I tie with you."
Ricky grunted as the two fingers rotated and pushed in and out of his rear. His moans as those digits poked at his prostate kept him from saying anything as he started leaking pre heavily onto the concrete below.
Another finger pressed inside him. The three fingers twisted and spread, opening him up. As they pressed against his prostate, words struggled to form between his groans. "Tie?"
"That's part of getting your ass bred by a fox like we agreed, Rick. I don't doubt you'll enjoy this birthday gift." Keith pulled his fingers out, giving the round, gray furred rump a slap that jiggled the cheek.
"Please, I don't -" Ricky gasped as Keith grabbed his hips and thrust the first two of his eight inches into his loosened ass.
"Don't worry, babe. I won't take any longer than necessary to fill you up with my cum."
The raccoon moaned and pressed his paws against the shower floor as the fox pulled back and began to rapidly thrust in and out of his ass, trying to get more inside the tight orifice. Chubby gray furred cheeks and belly all jiggled from the force of Keith's humping.
Both males' fur grew damp from condensed steam and sweat. Each thrust got a little deeper inside and brought another deep, growling grunt from the fox. The raccoon let out a whining moan as his belly fat rippled with each thrust. A line of pre dribbled from Ricky's swinging member.
Sharp teeth nipped at Ricky's neck as the fox's swelling knot tapped the raccoon's tight rear. Orange furred hips swayed against gray, grinding the swelling bulb against the muscles protecting Ricky's tight passage. Keith pulled his slick shaft back out an inch to start a series of quick jabs against the loosening ring, trying to work the last of his slick member inside.
"Please... Ggmmmfff... Don't... MMMfffuck!... Nnnno!"
Keith pressed all the way in and paused as the muscles gripped behind his knot, locking the tie. The fox reached around and grabbed Ricky's leaking shaft and balls. "Yes, babe. And it seems like you're very happy with your gift."
"Oh fuck. I can feel it growing."
Keith nipped at Ricky's ear. "Feels, good doesn't it?"
Ricky nodded as his balls rose up. "So good."
"I'm glad you enjoy this so much, Rick."
The fox did a few short humps, making sure the tie was set. Ricky groaned as the pressure on his prostate made him climax, further squeezing down on the knot as his partner began cumming deep inside him.
"We'll have ten to twenty minutes to spend and talk about what this means."
Panting, Ricky had trouble getting groans out. A coherent response was out of the question.
"Obviously, this changes our relationship. You are such a good fuck. I will have to have you again, often." Keith gripped Ricky's shoulder with his teeth, biting hard enough to leave a mark without drawing blood.
The raccoon whined from the pain of the bite."Relationship?"
Releasing the damp, furry shoulder, the fox smiled. "You're mine. I understand you're not out yet. I respect that you want to remain hidden, so am willing to hide our being together from the school until the time is right."
Ricky shivered as the fox nibbled his ear. "I don't think I can be openly out like you."
"Hush, babe. It will all be okay. I won't out you until it's the right time. Though this means I will have to pretend to hook up with other guys since the whole school would get suspicious if I stopped being the - pardon the phrase - horn dog they're used to."
"You mean an open relationship?"
"Yes, something like that. But you should know, I'll always be wishing I was with you. And you'll always be willing to give me another session like this."
"I can't risk losing my friends, Keith. No one can know."
"As long as you remember I get to do this when I want, you have nothing to fear, babe."
Ricky panted, grinning as he felt the pressure continue to build as Keith filled him with fox seed. One of the most popular guys in school wanted a relationship with him. It was risky, because the secret getting out could ruin the few friendships he had formed, but it was something he had dreamed about.
The raccoon shivered as Keith kissed his ears, unsure why he'd have that kind of reaction in the hot, steamy shower room.