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I cut my belly one more time as the blood dropped on the bathroom floor. I looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn't happy to see my skinny body with a knife in hand. The cuts made my gray fur all red. I hid my knife in the backpack and tried to wash the sticky fluid. As soon as I dried my fur, I put my black shirt and a stripped pullover on. I looked one last time on my muzzle and noticed I had tears in my red eyes. I shook my violet hair on my right eye. I was ready for another day at school. While I was walking to school, my belly was itching but I knew that if I scratch the fresh wounds they would open and make my clothes bloody. I put my headphones on and listened to some music. I had been having a terrible depression since the school started. I was lost and every day was worse than the previous one. But I felt something strange. 'This is going to be a good day' I smiled at myself.

The first three classes went pretty normal, which means no one noticed me. I was a lone wolf since kindergarten. To show how much I don't care I dyed my hair violet before I started high school. Maybe I did it because I wanted attention from my parents, but they just laugh and went back to their normal activities. They were never home any way so why should I care? So most of my time I spent alone listening to music, drawing or writing. I could even say I was an artist. It was a shame I never had no one to show what I did. On the lunch break I was walking through the school with my head down. After I had turned around the corner I bumped into someone. I feel down on my tail and squeaked a little. I looked up and saw a fox. He was different from all the other foxes I saw in my life. His fur was black instead of the usually orange. He had beautiful blue eyes and white hair. He was really handsome. I quickly through these stupid thoughts out of my head. 'I am not gay' I said to myself. Meanwhile I was talking to myself the fox jumped onto his paws and stood above me with an angry look in his eyes.

'Was machst du?' he asked. I opened my eyes wide and looked at him like I was stupid. I never learned germany. As I stood up and tried to show him I don't understand anything, I noticed he is a bit shorter than me but he was muscular.

'I nicht german' I tried to speak out but he still looked at me a bit angry. He pulled out his phone and started to write something than he showed me the translated text.

'Look out! My butt hurts because of you!' I read out loud. I bowed to show him I am sorry. The moment I looked at him again, I saw he was smiling. I took out my phone too and wrote 'What are you doing here if you don't understand English?' than translated it into german. He read it and started to click on his phone. I smiled for the first time in a while. I was happy even if we couldn't understand each other, we found a way to communicate.

'Just moved here from Germany, I look for the library. My teacher is waiting there for me. Could you show me the way?' I read out loud again. I grabbed his paw and nodded my head. He understood me and walked right next to me. When we finally arrived at the library, I noticed we are still holding paws. I blushed and let him go.

Mr. Fvey was sitting at the table and I remembered that he is great at german it was a shame he never thought me. The fox walked to him and sat next to him with a smile.

'Hallo' I heard and they started talking to each other with this strange language. I don't know if I wanted to fill my time or I was curious about the fox but I walked to the table. 'Can I sit here, Mr. Fvey?' I asked.

'Of course Jasper. Martin was just talking about you.' Said the teacher. 'So the foxes name is Martin' I thought.

'Excuse me sir but I am really curious. Why is Martin here?' I asked. The fox smiled when he heard me saying his name.

'He moved here about a week ago and he is going to attend to our school but first he needs to learn English to understand everything.' He explained and suddenly I saw he has an idea. 'Maybe you could help me?' he asked.

I nodded even without thinking. Why did I say yes? Was I so exited that I talked to someone?

I stood up and searched for an English-German dictionary. As soon as I found it I ran to the table. It was my first german lesson with a real guy from Germany.

'Ich bin Martin und ich bin achtzehn. Und wie hei?t du?' said the fox with his sweet voice and I blushed. I never heard no one with such a beautiful accent. I looked in the dictionary to understand what he said. As soon as I found all the words I said 'I am Jasper Somperton. I am 18 too. I live in this town all my life. I like music and...'

-after the school-

I was standing next to the main door and texted Martin. I was so happy he gave me his number. I discovered he has two brothers and that his dad got a job here. I smiled as I remembered his sweet voice.

'Hey, fag.' Said the lion. I looked up and he pushed me to the wall. 'I knew you were a weirdo but a fag too? I think it's a combo breaker!' he laughed. He pinched me to the wall and rose his fist.

'Was geht hier los? Lass Jasper in ruhe!' Martin shouted. The lion stood there with a stupid look on his muzzle.

'Your boyfriend came to the rescue and he speaks German' he laughed out loudly.

'He is not my boyfriend!' I kicked him in the dick and fell to the ground. 'And even if he was my boyfriend it would be none of your business.' I grabbed Martins paw and walked with him away. We were walking about five minutes as I realized that I am still holding Martins paw. I stopped and looked at him. He was a bit confused. 'What's the matter?' I asked and realized he wont understand me. 'What does boyfriend mean?' he asked. I blushed and looked the other way. He saw that he wont get any answer from me so he took out his dictionary and looked for the word. As he found it he giggled. He looked at me with his beautiful blue eyes and smiled. I was totally embarrassed so I turned around and tears started to fell down on the pavement. Suddenly I felt someone's hands around my neck. Martin gave me a tight hug and kissed the back of my head.

I don't know why but I felt happiness and smiled. But suddenly I realized how gay that all was. Martin has to think I am gay and just comforts me. I pushed him away and walked to my house.

I was laying in my bed. I couldn't sleep, I was thinking about what happened today. I took out my knife and started to cut my forearm. M. A. R. T. I. N. The letters were bleeding strong. I overdid it. I stood up and went to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror again . My parents weren't home since last Saturday so I didn't see any sense in walking naked. I started to wash my hand and read Martins name over and over. I noticed I get hard. 'I can't be gay' I said to myself with doubtness in my voice.

I walked back to my room and opened the window. I crawled out still naked. It was 3 am, who wouldn't sleep at time like that. I noticed that there was still light on in Mr. Browns house. 'Wait a minute! Mr. Brown died a month ago!' I said to myself and got a bit scared. I crawled to the edge of the roof to take a closer look on the window. The house was on the other side of the road but for some reason our street was really narrow. I peaked through the window and I couldn't believe what I saw there. My cock got hard in one second and it stared leaking pre. Martin was pawing off. His cock was pretty big and he was working on him fast. Suddenly I noticed he was pushing his two fingers up his tailhole. I couldn't stop looking at him go. I grabbed my cock and started to paw off as well. I didn't need much time to be really close. I looked at Martin and saw he was close too. Suddenly we both cummed at the same time. I was laying on the roof with cum all over my chest and muzzle. I couldn't remember when I was so hard. Martin was panting on his bed. I looked at him. 'I am gay' I said with tears in my eyes.