Bittersweet, My Heart: Chapter 1
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Bittersweet, My Heart
Chapter 1
The train continued its way along the never ending track, seeming to go nowhere but everywhere at once. Every so often it would make a stop, picking up passengers along the way, and letting some off at the same time. The passengers would then walk down that silent aisle to find a seat which was empty, sit down with their baggage, and prepare themselves for their long voyage.
A shaky paw wiped the fog and frost away from the window, making a smear of clarity as two soft green eyes looked out the window into the falling snow. It was falling constantly, covering the once grassy ground, the air crisp in the winter weather. Breath soon fogged the window again, to make it unclear as it once was.
"Excuse me sir," said a timid voice from the aisle. The one with the soft green eyes turned to the source of the voice, meeting the one who had the blue eyes, which were bright with innocence. "There's no empty seats that I can find...would you mind if I sat with you?" said the youthful voice.
The wolf with the green eyes quickly moved his luggage off of the seat next to him, allowing the young fox with the blue eyes to sit next to him. Those green eyes scanned over the young fox, a habit of theirs. He was small, frail seeming, wearing a beige colored shirt with a sweater vest and a navy blue tie, along with a simple pair of khaki slacks. Also, he had a small olive colored beret on his head, above his small tuft of orange fur. He smiled up at the wolf, keeping his small bag on his knees. "Thank you, sir...you see, I'm off to visit my grandmother, I've never really traveled alone...but my parents could only afford to send me."
The wolf nodded and smiled kindly. "It's no problem, kid. Is it a long way to your grandmother's?"
The fox nodded briefly, blinking those bright blue eyes. "Yes, sir. She lives across the country, you see. I assume I'll be spending hours on this train...what about you? Where are you headed...?"
The green-eyed wolf turned to the window and sighed a small sigh, further fogging the little window. "To see someone I love...someone I haven't seen in years...hoping he might forgive me..."
A small tilt of the head was the response of the little fox, as he politely removed his beret. "So...you're gay too...?" he asked, then he looked away, feeling a bit awkward for asking that question. "I can't tell my parents...I'm afraid to..."
The wolf chuckled a bit, his broad shoulders rising and falling with his small laughter. "Yes, kid...you could say that. And don't worry about telling them, they'll find out when the time is right." He then turned to the young fox and held out his large paw, his soft green eyes showing a bit more friendliness. "My name is Zeke...yours?"
The fox chuckled softly and shook the kind paw, his smallish paw fitting in the palm of the wolf's. "I'm Leslie...I know, it sounds like a girl's name...but that's what it is..."
Zeke chuckled again and lightly patted the fox on the back. "It's a nice name, I like it."
Leslie smiled, feeling a bit more comfortable around his traveling companion. "So...if I might ask...who's this person you love...?"
There was a brief moment of silence as Zeke fell quiet, his eyes looking down a bit. "His name is Doane...I hurt him more than I could hurt anyone, you see...and I would like to see him once more...to see if maybe he'll forgive me for how I hurt him..."
Leslie sat a bit closer to the wolf, looking up curiously. "How did you hurt him? You don't seem like the malicious kind..."
Zeke found himself searching for an answer, as he looked down and raised his paw, gently brushing it through the young one's hair. "You see, kid...there are many ways you can hurt someone...and many times we don't know we're hurting someone until it's too late..."
The fox shook his head slightly. "I'm afraid I don't understand..."
The big wolf nodded and wrapped his arm around Leslie, sighing shortly. "It'll be a long train ride, my boy...allow me to tell you a little story..."
Leslie nodded in agreement, snuggling up closer and nestling near the wolf's body to keep warm. "Okay...I'd like that..."
"Hey guys! Wait for me!" cried the wolf, running to catch up with his friends.
The vixen, a short but slightly stocky one named Lina, shook her head. "Zeke, if you're gonna come with us, you're gonna have to keep up." she said, somewhat sternly.
Boris, the tall but somewhat lanky dragon, laughed heartily. "Lina, lighten up. He's like a kid in a candy store here, it's a theme park. If he wants to stop and smell the roses, let him."
Lina harumphed, and nudged Borus. "You mean smell the rosebuds, eh Boris?"
Boris scowled down at Lina. "That's harsh...we told Zeke we'd be supportive of him, no matter what way he...leans..."
Lina laughed. "You see! You're even shaky about it, aren't ya?"
Zeke was following close to them, hearing their conversation. His ears wilted down a bit, but he tried not to let it get to him. Boris was his cousin, through alot of family issues. Lina, much to Zeke's dislike, was Boris' girlfriend. Zeke had never really been to a theme park, and when Boris told him that he was going with Lina, he begged to come along. The dragon hesitantly agreed, not due to spite, but because he knew that Lina was not the easiest to get along with for some.
"Hey!! Loook!!" cried Lina, pointing out into the distance. "It's a tunnel of loooove! Come on Boris, let's go, let's go!" she said, dragging him along behind her. Zeke, not wanting to be left behind, ran after them, keeping close. As they entered the short line, they saw the bored bobcat taking the tickets, ushering each couple into the tunnel. He sent Boris and Lina into one of the floating heart boats, and Zeke came up in line, having no one with him.
"Sir...this ride is for two people at a time." said the bobcat, chomping on some piece of stray gum.
Zeke looked around, blushing deeply. "Um, sir...can I just go on my own...I'm trying to keep up with them, and I..."
Without a second to think, Zeke felt someone crash into him, sending him toppling into the loveboat, and floating away. Zeke quickly tried to recover, looking up. "Hey, what's the big...idea..." he said, seeing the one who had crashed into him was a young, brown furred coyote. The coyote sat up, dusting himself off, blushing madly.
"I'm sorry, sir..." said the 'yote, scooting over to the far side. "You see...some friends of mine pushed me into you...they said...they said 'There's a lonely fag...go join him!"..and I ended up here...I'm so sorry..."
Zeke sat up and smiled, patting the coyote on the shoulder. "Don't apologize...I guess they're right...you could call me that, I suppose..."
The coyote chuckled, feeling a bit more comforted about the situation. "Really...wow...funny how these things work out, huh? My name's Doane...Doane Rochester. You?"
The wolf smiled. "Ezekiel Densmore, or Zeke." he said kindly, his soft green eyes smiling with him.
Doane sat a bit closer to the wolf, and Zeke assessed him as he did. He was tall, though not as tall as himself. His fur was a rusty brown color, and he was lean. Not frail, but not muscular, pretty much average. Zeke himself was a bit more muscular, and he was proud of that, though sometimes he was known to get a little pudge after eating too much. The coyote also had blue eyes, a beautiful blue that Zeke felt his heart almost flutter over. "So, um...what brings you to this theme park, huh?"
The two shared a conversation through the tunnel, each one talking about their company and how they didn't seem quite appreciated by them. They talked about themselves, and about where they lived, and many other things. As the ride ended, however, they both stepped out of the ride, caring less about their previous company, and wanting to travel together.
As they walked along the short path, Doane stopped for a moment, his body tensing. Zeke looked to him curiously. "Doane...what's wrong...?" he asked, tilting his head a bit. Suddenly, he turned to Zeke and pulled him close, pressing his lips to the wolf's and giving him a deep kiss, causing both of them to blush an even shade of crimson. There was a moment from there where they knew it was awkward...but yet they didn't want to break the moment. It was as if there was a link between them, something they didn't want to break. Quickly, the kiss faded as they seperated lips, and Zeke looked to Doane, very confused. "What was that...?"
Doane looked away and blushed. "My friends were over there...they told me...they said I would never find myself love, because I'm gay...they said all fags die alone...I wanted to show them...that I could..." He then turned away. "Sorry...I'm so sorry...you can go if you'd like..."
Zeke placed a friendly paw on Doane's shoulder. "In that kiss...I have a feeling...you don't want to die alone...do you..?" he asked, softly. Doane looked to him and shook his head a little bit. Zeke's smile softened and he hugged the coyote to him close. "It's soon, I know...but...would you like to be my boyfriend...?"
Leslie looked up at Zeke and smiled a little. "That's so sweet...but so strange...I mean, you two ran into eachother just like that...and you're in love already?"
Zeke nodded. "Destiny, I call it. You see, even though Doane kissed me just to show off to his friends...I could tell...he put so much passion into it...I don't know, I was just convinced after that..."
Leslie chuckled and murred softly as he stayed close to the big wolf. "So, what happened next...? I take it you two left the theme park...but you left your cousin, so where did you go?"
Zeke chuckled. "I took him to my apartment...I was kinda poor, you see...so it wasn't the ritziest of places, but it was certainly a roof over my head. He didn't mind, in fact, he kinda liked staying with me...of course..."
The fox looked up and tilted his head. "What happened, Zeke...?"
The wolf began to laugh. "I probably shouldn't tell you...you're much too young..."
Leslie shook his head. "I'm mature enough, Zeke...besides, it's part of the story. No need to be ashamed."
Zeke nodded. "I suppose you're right...well...to continue, then..."
Doane shut the door behind him, and he watched as Zeke sat down on the bed. The coyote chuckled and hopped onto the bed with the big wolf, smiling as he did. "Thanks for taking me home with you...I really don't like going back to my uncle's house..."
Zeke chuckled, hugging the 'yote close to him. "You live with your uncle?"
Doane nodded as he hugged the big grey wolf back. "Yep...I don't have the money to be on my own...and my parents won't accept me...after I came out to them."
The wolf kept his arms wrapped around the coyote as he gently kissed his cheek. "I don't see how they couldn't...you're so sweet..."
The coyote chuckled, laying back on the bed. "Hehe, my parents were very closed-minded...I'm glad I'm not with them anyway."
Zeke layed over the coyote, using his arms to keep himself up, but his strong body sheltering Doane as he growled lightly. "I'm glad you're with me..."
Doane grinned, reaching up to slowly unbutton the wolf's polo shirt, sliding it off of his torso to reveal the well muscled chest and abs, smirking as his paws ran through the messy grey fur, rubbing the strong muscles, a deep murr eminating from the coyote's throat. Zeke smiled a toothy grin, leaning back a bit as his big paws slid the baby blue t-shirt right off the back of the coyote, then bringing them a little lower to the tight jeans, unfastening the fly and slowly lowering them.
"Mrrrr...such a lovely 'yote you are, indeed..." said the wolf, lowering the pants and briefs to reveal the brown furry coyote sheath, already seemingly stirring. His big warm paw slid under the velvety sac and slowly caressed it, gently shifting the balls around between his fingers, as his other paw slowly removed his own pants, eventually kicking them off onto the floor with all of their other clothes.
Doane's eyes fell upon the wolf's revealed package, seeing the nicely sized sheath and the hefty sac dangling from it. His own murrs got louder as the wolf fondled his sac, feeling the big fingers playing with his furry sheath, it starting to stir as the small pinkish meat began to slide from it. He could see that this in itself was arousing Zeke, watching as the small black member began to poke out from the grey sheath, the dark leathery ballsac hanging at the ready.
Zeke let out another little growl, as he layed down on top of the coyote, licking his lips and muzzle, gently rocking his powerful hips against the coyote's crotch, feeling his slowly erecting member as it rubbed against the 'yote's. "I...would like to make love with you tonight..." said the wolf in a hoarse growl, grinning devilishly. Doane's body shivered in delight, as he slowly turned his body over, revealing his tight bottom and bushy brown tail. The wolf then leaned over on him, all 9" of his black member throbbing in front of him, as he slowly brought it to the tight entrance of the brown coyote.
"I...want you to take me..." said Doane, his voice quivering. "I can take anything you have to give...make me yours tonight..." said the coyote, his tail raising a bit, as if giving the wolf his official invitation.
Zeke smirked, as he slowly pushed his pulsating black meat into the coyote's tight tailhole, his body tensing as he felt the amazingly compact passage enveloping his sensitive member. He continued to push in slowly, feeling the passage tighten even more as Doane clenched it for him. He let out a long moan of pleasure, as he began to pull out gradually, the feeling very intense for him, his strong body almost quaking in bliss. He could feel Doane's tremors of pleasure as he continued to pull out, then push in again.
"That's it..." said Doane, moaning and even whimpering softly. "So...warm...so full..." he said, muttering his emotions as they began to leak out of him. Zeke growled even louder, almost a growl of domination, as he began to quicken his pace, his hips going into motion as he continued to thrust into the tight coyote, leaning his head back and groaning as he couldn't help but quicken the pace.
Doane shook his head and shut his eyes, keeping his tight passage clenched well for the big wolf's shaft, wanting to pleasure him as best as he could. His own member was throbbing under his body as it pressed against the bed, causing him to slowly rock his hips in rythym with Zeke's thrusts.
"Oh...god..." said the wolf as he then started to turn up the power, bucking his hips harder, his tempo picking up even more as he thrusted his throbbing cock into Doane's hole, his leathery sac slapping against the 'yote's furry rump. He shut his eyes tighter and gritted his teeth as he continued to put more strength into his thrusts, getting more wild and more savage, eventually causing the bed springs to squeak as he did so.
"Z-Zeke.." mumbled Doane, humping against the matress as he was taken by his new love, feeling his insides being pounded by the wolf on top of him. He could then feel spurts of pre slickening his passage, allowing the wolf to move even faster through him. The coyote let out a loud moan of painful pleasure, as the large member continued to rampage through him.
Suddenly, it was almost like an explosion, as the wolf let out a loud and long howl, his cock then erupting with a giant load of thick creamy seed, filling the coyote's insides. However, there was one more catch: Zeke had tied his swollen knot inside of Doane. As cum continued to burst from his shaft, Doane cried out, his own load spurting from his cock onto the bedsheets and onto his own stomach fur. Zeke started to whimper in pleasure, letting out another long vocal howl as his inflated knot kept him locked inside of his partner, and continued to milk the cum out of him, causing it to build up and fill the coyote to the brim. The wolf humped madly, unable to contain himself in the mad pleasure, his balls making a loud slapping noise as they collided with Doane's behind, his knot being squeezed to let out every bit of his spunk into the canine beneath him.
Time passed, and Zeke's powerful body fell onto Doane, both of them gasping for breath, the black wolfhood still throbbing inside of his partner's hole. The wolf's tongue gently brushed across the back of the coyote's neck lovingly, as if to ease his pain. "Phew...you did...so well..." panted Zeke, feeling his knot begin to shrink, letting him safely pull out of Doane and collapse onto the bed next to him.
Zeke could then hear soft muffled sobs coming from the coyote next to him. He turned and wrapped his arms around Doane, kissing his cheek. "Shh...it's okay...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to hurt you...shhh...I'm here..."
Doane looked to him, his cheeks tearstained and his eyes somewhat puffy. "I...I should've told you...I...I really should've..."
Zeke looked a bit concerned as he held his lover closer to him. "What's wrong...hey...you can tell me..."
Doane sniffled and buried his face in Zeke's chest. "I...I just lost my...virginity..."
Zeke looked down at the young Leslie. "It was my first time as well...but I had never told him...I know I should've...it probably would've eased his mind...but I couldn't bring it to my tongue. For some reason...I don't know...I just couldn't tell him."
Leslie looked up and blinked a few times. "Is that how you hurt him, Zeke...?"
The wolf shook his head. "No, I'm afraid...it's not." He kept his arms around the little one, keeping him close as Leslie's small body shivered from the cold. Zeke shut his eyes, holding the small fox to him, just as he had held Doane those years ago.