A Fateful Encounter 2
Oi everyone, took me quite some time, but hey! With the urging of a new friend and a few old ones I finally decided to bite the bullet and finish the second chapter to A Fateful Encounter, it's a little shorter than the last, and a little more of the male on male action--kinda--but regardless! I certainly hope you enjoy. Only one more chapter to go! (And God willing, I get it done much faster than I did this one). Thanks to all those who sent me mail and commented on chapter one, I really appreciate it!
Warning--Seeing as this is in the M/M section...there IS going to be sex of some nature. So, if you're here, you know what you want, and you can make your own decisions.
Chapter 2--A Helping Hand
Takashi rubbed his hands together nervously as he watched the trees and other roadside bits stream past. Sergei had woken him up this morning and without any explanation told him to get dressed and get into his car; Takashi had done so without question--he was a big wolf after all. They had been driving for about ten minutes in total silence, Sergei occasionally glancing down at a small slip of paper in his lap and muttering to himself as he turned down streets. Takashi glanced at the wolf out of the corner of his eye but couldn't get anything out of him. The wolf's face was set and his sunglasses covered up any kind of emotion--Takashi had no idea what was going on.
"Takashi." Sergei's voice pulled him out of thought and he looked over at the wolf.
"Y-Yes?"
Sergei turned down another street, "Do me a favor and reach behind your seat, there should be an old duffle bag there." Takashi complied and pulled the blue-grey bag around and into his lap. He gave Sergei a confused look; the wolf didn't seem to pay any mind and just continued, "When we stop I need you to take that inside, okay?"
Takashi nodded, "Sure, but where are we going?"
"You'll see." That's all the fox got in return before the car faded into another long silence. Takashi looked away from Sergei and put his head against the window, watching the things slide by until he stopped himself and perked an ear up, looking out the window, wide eyed. That mailbox, that stupid little gnome fox, the little cross over the numbers on the front door...Takashi gulped and felt his heart skip a beat as the car slowed to a stop in front of the house. He was home.
He jerked his head around to stare at Sergei, shocked and horrified, for a moment he thought that he was wrong and slowly began to shake his head but the "Clunk-kink" of the driver's side door opening forced him back to reality. He scrambled out of the passenger seat and around the front of the car, still holding the bag, standing in front of Sergei, who was walking calmly around the car, "You--You have to be kidding! Please!" Takashi pleaded, the panic of going back nearly pushing him to tears, "Please don't send me back!" Sergei walked past him and up the walk only stopping long enough to look over his shoulder and say, "Come on."
Takashi followed slowly, keeping his head low and clutching the bag tightly, even as Sergei rang the doorbell the little fox was sure he was going to break down and throw up. When the door began to open it was a marvel that he didn't.
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Sergei felt the fox near him tremble as the white door opened up to reveal an aging red fox in a business suit and a very sour look on his face, "Look, I don't know what you're selling but I'm very..." He stopped himself as his eyes landed on the little fox cowering behind Sergei. He looked up at the wolf with a scowl, "Who are you?" He glanced at Takashi, "And what are YOU doing back here?" Takashi whimpered a little at the word 'you'.
Sergei took a step forward, his large frame filling up the doorway and his 6-something body shadowing the 5' 10" fox before him, "My name is Sergei, I'm Takashi's teacher."
The older fox chuckled darkly, "And?"
"And we've come to get some things." Sergei took another step forward, forcing the older fox out of the doorway and back into the living room. He spoke to Takashi but kept his eyes on the older fox, "Takashi, go to your room, get anything you might need and put it in the bag, clothes, money, anything you might have." Takashi hesitated for a moment and Sergei glanced over his shoulder at him, "Now." Takashi jumped a bit and squeezed past the wolf and his confused and getting angry father, running up the nearby stairwell.
Takashi's father looked back at the stairwell and then back to the wolf, bewildered and obviously pissed, "Who do you think you are?! You can't just--" He was cut off in a gulp as the vastly more muscular wolf took a step forward and took off his glasses, his green eyes boring into the fox.
"I can't what?"
Takashi's father's voice felt smaller now in comparison's to the wolf's, but still he spoke up, "My Son has to learn a lesson! He needs to understand his sin!" He glared at the wolf with a renewed vigor, "I kicked him out for a reason, you have no right to bring him back here to get his little pleasantries!"
Sergei had to hold back from hitting him, "Listen to me. I don't know what bullshit reason you had for kicking him out because he was gay, but you're wrong. YOU had no right to kick him out."
"I had every right!"
"On what fucking grounds?!" Sergei leaned forward, snarling lightly, and almost enjoying the fox's double take, "Because he's gay?? What of it?!"
The fox seemed to recoil for a second before snarling himself, "It's a sin, plain and simple, and until he repents he has NO right to live in my home!" The fox pointed to a leather-bound bible that sat on a small coffee table as if to nail in his point.
Sergei growled again and balled his fists, "Don't give me that shit. Look at this," Sergei reached underneath his shirt collar and produced a small, modest, gold cross hanging from a chain around his neck. The fox looked at it, slightly confused, and the wolf spoke up, "I've been a Christian for my entire life...I haven't taken this cross off since it was given to me when I was eight; it's not God's will that you're 'punishing' your son, it's just YOU being prejudice against him! You're his FATHER! You're supposed to do everything to protect him...don't you dare use the Bible as an excuse for failing."
Takashi's father moved his mouth a few times, staring bewildered at the wolf who just thrashed him soundly, "I...I..."
Sergei snorted; growing irritated, he pushed his sunglasses back onto the bridge of his nose and folded his arms silently. Presently, a very timid Takashi padded down the stairs, duffle bag thrown over his shoulder. He walked into the living room and stood silently, eyeing both figures before him nervously, it was finally Sergei who broke the silence, "Come on, Takashi, we're leaving." Takashi nodded slowly and, avoiding his father's gaze, lowered his head and silently walked out of the door to Sergei's car.
Takashi's father shook his head and leaned forward, "Hey! You can't just..."
Sergei glared at him, "I CAN and I DID. Unless of course you'd like to explain to someone as to WHY I was doing this I suggest you shut the hell up and go back to doing whatever it is you do."
"You..." A venomous glance from the wolf cut the fox off before he could finish. Sergei, without so much as another word, turned and slammed the door shut behind him, leaving the fox dumbfounded and more than a little shaken, alone in the living room.
Sergei smiled smugly as he padded to the car, placing his sunglasses back on; there wasn't really anything like chewing someone out. He opened the driver's side door and hopped in, pulling the door shut as he took a seat. He paused as he raised the key to start the engine and looked over at the young fox sitting in the passenger side seat; Takashi had his face buried in his hands and was sobbing softly, doing everything he could not to make a spectacle of himself.
Sergei frowned thoughtfully and reached over, placing a firm paw on the fox's shoulder, "Takashi?" He got no answer; the fox only pulled away in response and leaned against the door. Sighing, Sergei started the car and began the silent drive home.
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Takashi curled up in his blanket and stared blankly at the flickering TV screen. The storm had started up a few hours after they had gotten back, and the power had been out for nearly just as long. Takashi glanced at the clock. About one, he thought to himself. He reached for the remote and turned off the static, leaving him alone in the dark. His father hated him, his mother probably did too, where was he going to go? Sergei meant well, but all he did was complicate things, and he couldn't exactly live with the wolf forever. He whimpered and curled up, putting his forehead on his knees. "I don't have anywhere to go..." He let out a breath, and then let the tears fall.
They hadn't said anything all day, Takashi had put his things by the couch and simply sat down, rubbing his paws together. He could tell that Sergei had wanted to say something, but the wolf had kept quiet and with a short dinner had gone off to bed without so much as a word, he had decided to skip work tonight, whatever it was he did, he stayed for Takashi, though the fox had no idea why. Takashi had cleaned the dishes then had sat down, alone, and afraid.
He felt a familiar paw wrap around his shoulder and he sniffled, looking back and up at the large white wolf, standing behind the couch in his boxers, "C'mon, Takashi." Sergei patted him on the shoulder and gestured for him to follow. Takashi blinked and stood, shivering at the cold in the house--Sergei was one wolf who loved the cold, and his AC proved it. He wrapped his arms around his small form and followed the white wolf, not entirely sure why he was even still up. He thought about asking, but decided against it. Takashi paused when the wolf entered into his room and waited, figuring he had gone in to get something. "Takashi, come on in."
Confused and blinking again, he pushed open the door slightly, shivering at the gust of cold; apparently he had some kind of window unit to boot. He shook his head when he saw the wolf lying in his bed, arms behind his head, staring at the fox, "Come on then, I'm tired, and you need sleep."
Takashi looked around, baffled, what had just happened, things weren't making sense at all, "W-What?"
Sergei shifted uncomfortably and chuckled, "Listen...I'm sorry for today, but I wanted to see how bad things were, and I needed you to get at least some things for yourself." He sighed and patted the bed, "Come on; I like it, but I know it's freezing, and I know the last thing you need tonight is to be alone. You can sleep here if you'd like."
Takashi bit his lip and rubbed an arm, in spite of himself feeling a soft tingling in his loins. He shook his head, getting rid of the idea, and shut the door behind him, slowly padding over to the bed. "Are you...are you sure?"
The wolf chuckled again and nodded, stretching in the dark. Takashi nodded and slipped silently between the blanket and bed, sighing contently at the warmth of the down comforter. He rolled over, facing away from Sergei and placed his head on the soft pillow. Silk. He curled his toes and smiled softly as he ran his fingers over the sheets, they were silk. He closed his eyes and rubbed his bare arm against the sheet; his clothes were in the wash again, so he just decided to sleep in his boxers. "Thanks Mr--er--Sergei."
The bed shifted as the wolf moved and Takashi tensed up as he felt a warm arm wrap around his waist and a broad, furry chest press up against his back. He felt Sergei tense up a little as well, maybe a little nervous himself, "No problem, kid, sleep well alright?"
Takashi nodded and expected the wolf to roll back over, but was surprised to find the wolf adjust himself and comfortably stay in the same position. He waited a long moment; breathing softly, and then decided that the wolf was right...he didn't want to be alone. He rolled over, much to the wolf's surprise, and buried his face into the wolf's chest, clutching onto the wolf's fur with curled up paws. He whimpered and began crying softly, only to feel the wolf pull him in closer and set his chin between the fox's ears.
Sergei never said anything that night, no condolences, no soft words; he just let the fox in his arms cry and let out all his emotion. All the while though, he never let go, and kept the fox safe and warm; Takashi finally fell asleep against the wolf, tears staining his fur, but his last thought that night wasn't about his father, or his mother, or anyone else...it was of a white knight on horseback.
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Sergei opened his eyes partially and grumbled at the sound of falling rain, "Hell, just once can't we have a good day?" He sighed, irritated, and moved to roll over but grunted instead when he bumped into the fox curled up near him. He blinked a few times, staring down at the fox, and then remembered his coming the night before. "Ah...that's right, now I remember." He smiled and leaned on a fist, reaching over to ruffle the fox's headfur, "We'll figure something out for you, Takashi, don't you worry."
He was about to turn to slide out of the bed when the little fox mumbled something, "It hurts..." Sergei blinked and looked over, "N-No...it's okay, keep going..." The wolf snickered and cocked an eyebrow.
"Again, kid?"
The fox squirmed and rolled over onto his back, confirming the wolf's suspicions with a raging tent in the sheets, "Please...I want it..."
The wolf propped one knee up and rested an arm on it; chuckling he reached over with his other paw and pressed down on the tent, feeling the little fox's shaft push back. Takashi moaned in response and began rolling his hips against the silk and pressure. Sergei rolled his eyes and chuckled, the kid must be having one hell of a dream, he thought. He wrapped his paw around the bulge in the sheet and began slowly moving his fist up and down, letting the silk caress the fox's shaft. Takashi squirmed and whimpered, his speedy thrusts increasing.
Normally, this isn't something that Sergei would do...or condone for that matter; he was a kid after all. A kid that had been through a lot, he deserved at least a good pawing. It didn't really matter that he was a boy; Sergei chuckled as he continued to stroke the fox, he had a girlfriend, but the kid was nice enough, he deserved this.
He gripped down harder, using his thumb to rub the fox's tip through the sheet, wondering how he was going to clean up the moist stain that was forming. He shrugged and stroke faster, letting out a light laugh as the fox began to flex and squirm, "Please..."
"Alright, alright, kid." Sergei smirked and sat up, reaching down with his other paw to grip onto the sheet and fondle the fox's sac as he picked up the pace with his pawing. Takashi began to pant and arc his back, making a soft 'yiff' noise every so often. Finally after a few more minutes of stroking, Takashi arced up one last time and moaned out Sergei's name, his cock twitching and flexing under the wolf's paw as it sprayed fox seed all over the silk sheet. The wolf sat there for a minute, milking the fox's shaft slowly before finally laughing to himself and sitting up, throwing his legs over the side of the bed.
With the extra movement Takashi blinked his eyes open and let out a relaxed sigh--at first, he didn't know why he felt releaved but a quick flex of his cock told him why. He froze, I came in his sheets, he thought to himself, I came in his fucking sheets. He gulped and turned his head slowly to see Sergei throwing on a shirt and grinning at the fox toothily, "Enjoy yourself kid?"
Takashi flushed and pulled the covers up around his nose, "S-Sorry..." Stupid, stupid, stupid! Sergei walked around to the other side of the bed and ruffled Takashi's headfur again.
"Ah, don't be, we all have dreams that get us hot and bothered." Sergei held up a paw and snickered, "I was happy to give you a helping hand. Really, kid, if you need to yank one off, go ahead, it doesn't bother me. Hell, if I hadn't done it for you right now," The wolf stood up and made his way to the door, rolling his neck as he opened it, "I don't think you ever would have gotten your rocks off again." Sergei laughed and looked over at his shoulder at the blushing fox, "C'mon, get cleaned up and dressed, I'll get us some food." And with that, he left, pulling the door shut behind.
Takashi was floored. He sat in the bed, silent and confused, for a few more moments before looking under the covers at his red fox-cock that had found its way through his boxers. It wasn't possible, right? Sergei, huge, angry, white wolf Sergei wouldn't give someone a handjob....that...Takashi shook his head and sighed. The wolf was just playing with him, he had probably watched the entire time laughing... not that Takashi really blamed him, but that didn't make it any less embarrassing. He crawled out of bed and adjusted himself to hide his shame, then , with a wry glance at the small stain on the sheets, turned and walked out into the hall.
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After getting dressed Takashi walked into the kitchen, eyeing the bacon frying and feeling his stomach rumble. Sergei greeted him with a sly smile and a chuckle, "So...sleep well?"
"Yeah..." Takashi blushed and tapped his toe against the tile floor and paused for a second, "Look...I'm really sorry about the sheets..."
Sergei held up a hand and chuckled, "Don't worry about it kid, that's not the first time I've had cum on those sheets, it'll come out." Takashi faltered; he wasn't used to hearing an adult talk so frankly. Sergei smiled at him, "Besides, I caused it, so why should you be sorry?"
Takashi blinked, "You mean...you actually...?" Sergei nodded. Takashi's eyes widened a bit and he put a paw to his head, "W-Wow, you're serious?? But you're not...and the...but..."
The wolf turned the bacon and chuckled warmly, "Gay? Nope, I'm one hundred percent straight. Doesn't mean I can't help out a friend though. Heh, I was in a fraternity for a while, Takashi, you'd be surprised what straight guys will do." He paused, "Granted...I had all the stuff being done to me...but regardless." He shrugged and continued cooking.
Takashi laughed nervously and a small, shy grin played over his face, "You know...you could probably get fired for that..."
"Worse. More than likely, but hey, I trust you, besides, jacking someone off isn't exactly a federal offence." Well...to an extent it was, but hey, Sergei felt like making things easy.
"I suppose..." The fox smiled wryly and rubbed an arm, "If you don't mind my asking...why?"
"Why? Eh. Don't rightly know. It happened twice, and it didn't look like you were ever going to take care of yourself--though I don't really blame you, under the circumstances--I just thought that would be a nice way for me to tell you that you can still wank off when you need to, I really don't care."
Despite the pressure of the last few days, Takashi found himself smiling genuinely at the big wolf, "Really?"
"Really. Now c'mon, food's ready, enough talk of sex for one morning."
Takashi nodded and ran over to set the table, all the while giggling inwardly at how things could have turned out as interesting as they did. He probably wasn't going to take the wolf up on the offer, but the fact that he HAD offered it made all the difference, if nothing else, Takashi did feel a little more relaxed.
Though there were things that needed to be discussed, for the moment, neither one of the two furs made any mention to it, the mood was light and the food was good, Sergei smiled at the fox who returned it shyly, blushing slightly under his fur. It's true, Sergei thought, a good paw CAN fix everything.
END OF PART 2
Ahhh, the wonderful afterglow of a good pawing, nothing quite like it, right? Well, I feel that way at least. AH well. So then! I hope you all enjoyed it, and I hope to see your comments. Stay tuned for the final chapter, and I'll see you all there!
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Cecil--