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_A big twist to the plot added! ;-) _

A little forward, this is a story I have been working on in my very *limited* spare time. Please give me input on whether you guys would like to know what happens to Jack next. I have approximately 30 or so pages done, but far from finished. Being a broke ass college kid I have limited resources, so monetary donations and of course words of encouragement are very much appreciated. Please be gentle, I have been unable to edit this story, so I am sure there are a slew of grammatical errors! I don't know if Jack is interesting enough to be published, but I enjoy him! :-)

Anywho...! The story follows a gay high school aged boy who has had a rough start in life. Jack starts his journey very bitter and angry, but mostly lost. Will Jack's resilient spirit prevail? Will Jack find the answers he seeks? __Will Jack learn what it's like to have love? Most importantly will Jack learn to love himself? _ Will Jack find himself?_

FINDING JACK: THE PREVIEW (REVISIONS AND ADDED LENGTH)

A sheet of paper hit my cold desk and broke the solemnness of my self-pity. Damn it, one of those stupid "about me" questionnaires. Like anyone wants to know "about me"? What's there to say, an 18-year-old fox that is queer as the day is long? Not much to say. I sneered as the other kids laughed and reconnected with one another after a long summer back to the last year of their high school education. I resented them all. Okay, maybe not resented... Maybe envied?

My parents moved around so much, following my proud military general father. He was proud all right. He was proud of his gorgeous vixen wife, proud of his strong oldest boy who was following in his footsteps. Me? I was an embarrassment. Swept under the rug. "Don't ask, don't tell," they say. I could never abide by this theory unfortunately. I wore my, "affliction" on my sleeve, as my father would say. As much as I tried to like girls and be, "normal" the bouncing junk in the tight spandex of the football team's warm up shorts peaked my interest all too highly.

"Jack... JACK?" The old Goose teacher yelled in her crackled voice.

"Umm...present... I guess," I mumbled. A roar of laughter filled the room much to the teacher's dismay. I rolled my eyes and flattening my ears to show my disgust. "Idiots," I thought to myself. Hell, not the first time I had been laughed at, and not the last either apparently. I had grown hardened and resentful. Though, mostly I had been much ignored as we moved cross country, my middle school days in Bible belt schools had not been the kindest. There's nothing easy about the confusion and fear you have when you first realize the genitalia of your own sex is more appealing than that you are supposed to be attracted to. Nothing gentle about the screaming fear of your family and everyone you know discarding you, because of this new epiphany. Now add to the equation a bunch of asshole middle school kids raised by Bible thumpers who will happily beat your ass for wearing shorts perhaps a "BIT" too short and "MAYBE" checking out another dude's butt a time or two. Not a fairytale ending. I have the temper of my father. They might've beat my tiny ass, but I always went down yelling, "YOU JUST LIKE MY ASS IN THESE SHORTS THAT'S ALL."

"A little about me..." Another asshole to break my silence, it seems. I looked up to see a petite little wolf girl with the sparkliest blue eyes. She was one of those giggly cheerleader bitches, but I will hand it to her. She did have good taste in clothes. "...Well I have been a cheerleader since I was seven years old..." Exactly. Shut up. I lowered my ears once more. Why were guys interested in such shallow beings? I could at least cook up a more interesting story than that. Those girls had it made, guys fell all over them! If they were a creek, the damn bed would be dry, THAT'S HOW SHALLOW. She rambled on until she was done, and a sharp looking Cheetah stood. I couldn't say I heard anything he was saying, because I was gawking at the clock as if it were a blockbuster hit. I prayed to the cruel high school Gods that they might have mercy and let the bell ring before I was called upon. The goose than cackled her next words, and she was interrupted by the buzz of the bell. Thank god. Luck was on my side today.

I was half way out of the hallway, and that cutesy fake wolf girl grabbed me by my tail almost making me choke with sheer shock. The hair on my haunches rose. I turned around and she gave me one of those, "hundred megawatt" smiles that I'm sure would've made the straight dudes blow a damn circuit.

"Barking up the wrong tree sweetie," I scoffed.

"Oh... Um... I mean your cute and all and I'm sure. I mean... I know you are. Um... Ya know?" She had turned the color of her fire hydrant red skirt.

"Gay? Queer? Don't be afraid to say it. I am sure your dumb jock boyfriend won't when he comes to kick my ass." I said in my catty nonchalant manner.

"Um... I know that, but I heard you're like really smart. Like in math and stuff, and you are on the list to tutor. Last year I about failed. I am trying to go to the same college as my boyfriend in Oklahoma, but right now I don't think they would even consider me..." She paused. I could tell this was not something she was used to admitting. Her tail twitched nervously and her eyes shifted back and forth to the students leaving the classroom, trying to ensure they didn't catch our conversation. For once in my life I got a wicked sense of bliss. Here stood this yuppie cheerleader idiot, embarrassed and coming to "ME" for help. What was this The X Files?

I relished the moment before dispassionately rolling my eyes and muttering back,

"Yeah, sure what the hell ever. I don't approve of following dumb jocks around to colleges, but lucky for you I don't give a flying shit about your wellbeing." I gave one of my foxy smiles and she caught me off guard wrapping her arms around me.

"You're such a bitch! I love it!" She laughed relaxing her arms from her embrace. "Hey, how about we hang out at my house tonight? My parents are gone and Mason will be out late with his first practice. I desperately need someone other than Mariah and Amy to hang with!! Please!"

"As long as you don't try to convert me. Been there done that. Not into that vag thing." I dispassionately muttered. I gave a lewd gesture to heighten my claim, that let's just say would have gotten my head knocked off had my father seen it.

"What makes you think I'm into that hot fox ass anyways?" She teased.

"Not many who aren't." I shot back striking a sexy pose.

"Such a slut!" She giggled, "Well latah hoe. My house tonight."

I had the stupidest grin on my face as I turned around to head for my next class. Maybe this year wouldn't be so bad after all?

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"Jack honey, where are you going?" My mother asked in that annoying ass "Mom concerned" tone. School had been a tiring day, and I was not in the mood to deal with redundant questioning. She was always worried I would be like one of those little queer kids who get offed by the gay hating clans or perhaps I would get buttfucked and die of AIDS? Apparently to my parents those were the only two fates us gays had.

"I am going on a date with a GIRL, you know all those anti-gay self help classes you and dad forced me through are really helping!" I snapped sarcastically.

"Jack, you asshole! You know your father and I only want the best for you! Where are you really going? Please honey, we are worried about you!" I saw my mom peer at me from the crack of the semi-closed door. She had that same exasperating alarmed expression she always had when she looked at me. Her fur was the same gorgeous gloriously ruby red she had passed on to both her boys. She donned an expensive white gold Tiffany locket wrapped around her neck and matching tennis bracelet. Her sleek short black dress accentuated her elegant trim figure. She was a vixen that came from wealth. Every bit of her body exerted this, her expression, her speech (when she wasn't addressing me of course), and simply the way she entered a room. She had an air about her in everything she did.

"Don't worry about me, I am hanging out with a girl... A FRIEND." I emphasized the word "friend."

"Oh darling!" She exclaimed, flinging the door fully open and throwing her arms around me, "This is such great news! Please let your father and I know every detail when you return! We are headed to the marine ball tonight, you remember us telling you this darling?"

Oh shit, yup that was tonight. Like I cared. I rolled my eyes and snapped, "Mom I KNOW and if I didn't, I still wouldn't give a shit."

"Oh Jack, could you PLEASE watch your language?" She hissed turning away and shaking her head, then left me to return to dressing. I slipped a teal and white-stripped tank on with my khaki shorts and threw my Ray Bans on my head. I passed the mirror checking myself. Fabulous as always.

I pulled up my new friend's house. Like always, that rush of horror swept my body hoping to God that this girl's parents weren't fag-hating republicans. I then remembered she mentioned they would be gone. I praised the gods in the heavens, not really but I was damn happy. I pulled my little Mustang up alongside two older Honda cars. A small middle class brick home, nothing too unusual here. Wait why two cars in the drive? I thought this was a private affair. Shit.

Before I had real time to fret, in an instant that tiny-framed idiot flung open her front door and dashed up to my car. She had left her school day attire, and wore a cute red Victoria Secret string bikini that really showed off her tits. Her light golden brown fur reflected the sun from the sunset. I bet this picture would've made my brother hard as a damn rock. I became a bit depressed thinking how much easier my life might've been if this image did the same to me. Atlas, it didn't. Fuck it.

She giggled, "oh my god, I need someone with taste in my life! Thank goodness you are here!" I opened the car door just as soon to have small soft paws grip me by my arm and swiftly whisk me through the house. The erratic little wolf lead me to the back of the house and hurled open two large opaque glass doors leading to the backyard pool. "You brought a suit right?" My eyes reflected my oblivious confused state. "Oh shit I forgot to tell you to bring one! Usually my girlfriends just borrow mine, but you have um..."

"Balls and a dick?" I joked. This girl was such a ditz, but she was fun.

"Hey, you know what? I bet my brother has a suit you can borrow! He's off on a run, but he'll be bac.... Oh there he is!" A lean wolf sporting a only a small pair of running shorts paced up to the house, unlatched the back gate and leapt into the pool soaking his poor younger sister.

"Liam you ASS!" She squealed.

"Anna, who's your little boyfriend?" Her older brother teased as he returned to the surface of the clear blue water. Liam was the same golden brown color as his sister, perhaps a shade or so darker. He was about average sized for a male; of course at an average height he still outsized my tiny stature. He had that distance runner rangy body. Not something that caught my eye. I much preferred the muscular jock type that could turn me over and really give me a... Okay I'll stop. Liam skimmed the water with little grace and joined us at the edge of the pool.

"He's, my FRIEND, Liam and his name is Jack." She retorted in an irritable tone, still attempting futilely to dry her soft brown fur. "He needs to borrow something to swim in, could you please stop being such a jerk for just a moment?"

"Sure, sure." Liam grinned, lifting himself out of the pool to the deck where he proceeded to shake dry his coat again covering his unfortunately little sister who pathetically shielded herself with her paws. "Follow me Jack!" Liam continued with a smirk as he flicked his ears back and forth to release trapped water. I followed him back into the house down the hallway. I wasn't attracted to him, but he did have that nice runner's ass. I tried not to admire it too much while I followed him down the hallway. His long glossy tail swayed side-to-side matching his stride. He opened the door to his room. The walls were covered with college guy type crap; running posters, trophies, plaques, nothing too out of the ordinary.

"So you're your studying at Laketon?" I mused glancing at a familiar blue and red banner, "Private College. Fancy."

Liam laughed, "Senior. This is my last year. I'll miss the cross team I'll admit."

"How could anyone miss running?" I retorted under my breath with a slight shiver. I had never given anything of athletic portions too much precedence in my life. I much preferred watching to actually playing.

"It's liberating really. Not bad for de-stressing. It's really helped me out in my life" He said thoughtfully. His eyes trailed off distantly for a moment, his body idled in thought.

"Sweating and choking for air doesn't sound too Zen to me, but whatever gets your rocks off."

Liam, smiled shaking his head and throwing a pair of running shorts at me.

"Dear god, look at these booty shorts. You runners sure you aren't all gay?" I teased. My joke seemed to bring a brighter spirit to our banter.

Liam retorted raising his ears with a grin, "NO! See I have a girl!" He pulled off a Polaroid from a nearby tack board and passed it my direction. I examined the photograph. A snooty looking squirrel in modest attire was captured in the snapshot.

"She's hot," I bit my tongue in that lie. I think it was the first time I ever referred to a female as "hot". I was tired and really didn't want to sit down with this dude and have the, "I'm a fag" talk right now. Lying was always easier than the truth.

Liam reclaimed the photograph, and retreated further in the room to repin it to the board. "Well it was nice to meet you Jack." He then laughed, "Don't get any ideas about my sister"

"You don't have to worry about me." I sighed. This time there was no lie.

I joined Anna for the rest of the night to talk by the pool about the most random queries. We laughed and skimmed through magazines looking at the latest fashions and gossiping about celebrities. It was nice having a friend in this new town. A friend that wanted to be with me and laugh with me, not use me as a fucktoy and toss me to the side. Not that I would pass up a good fuck right now. I was pretty pent up since Mark or was it Max, the Doberman with the huge dick that I met in the LA bar I snuck into. Don't take me as a size queen, but that dog had quite the bone. Where was I again? Oh yes, a friend. A welcomed change.

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Autumn school days are as sharp and brisk as the season itself. The long warm days of summer roll into the cool short days of fall. Anna and I had become good friends. We spent many nights laughing and confiding in each other. The kids at Trinity high were tolerable; most typically hated queers or completely avoided them. Nothing new. Anna jested, it was due to the fact they were frightened of they could catch AIDS by making eye contact, because all us gays have AIDS of course. I gained many new friends, Anna's cheerleader friends mostly. Anna's gorgeous jock tiger boyfriend, Mason was a bit indifferent to the amount of time Anna and I seemed to spend together. I thought maybe it was due to his envy. Not that he had anything to fret about. Liam had moved back to his fraternity, he went back shortly after our school year started. It was a bit liberating him not being there, I didn't have to tiptoe around my sexuality.

My first fuck happened the night after homecoming. I don't know if it were for the best or the worst. Will, a young large grey wolf from the football team solicited my services. He wanted a discrete fuck, perhaps dealing with some kind of suppressed homosexual feelings. There were no fireworks when we kissed, no butterflies when we embraced, but dear god when he knotted my tail hole there was something.

All the pretty girls ogled at Will as he made his way down the hallways at Trinity High, yet every Tuesday and Thursday after practice he ended up in MY bed. Will made me feel important, to have something that all the girls wanted; a large handsome grey wolf under my sheets not theirs. The only thing troubling my clouded mind had to be the fact, that despite our fucks and cuddles... Will wasn't mine. Our relationship was hidden. No matter how much I ever so gently pushed and prodded Will in the right direction he refused to make our relationship more. No movie dates, no laughs, none of that relationship garbage. He was only an outsider that used me for his entertainment when convenient. I was okay with this at first. I held my head high and proud secretly having something all the girls wanted without them knowing, but in time insecurity sunk in like a weighing anchor of ship's might dive into the depths. It started small, as time after time Will would walk past me in the hallway after a glorious night of sex like a perfect stranger, then it grew until...

"Jack, erm I need some help with my math tonight." The large wolf said in the hallway after my Physics class. Will easily stood taller than me; his strong frame was covered with lithe muscles. He had the abs of a surfer and the glutes of a God. Dark glossy grey strands of thick fur covered the brawny wolf; he was a true teenage heartthrob.

"...but Will, you are doing excellent in math. What more could you need?" I mocked. I grew irritated by the fact our relationship was such a secret. My body had grown tense, my ears flicked sideways in agitation.

"You know what I mean Jack. Damnit." Will sighed quietly. The large wolf closed in on me in a vain attempt to keep our conversation private.

"Why can't you quit the lies?" I asked with a bit of desperation slipping into my tone.

"Please Jack not now," he pleaded. Will's brown eyes grew soft and his tail began to hang lower between his legs.

"Fine, my house at 6." I snapped whirling around in my obstruction. A few kids gawked at our awkward display, but I gave no mind. I actually took great delight in knowing how much it must've discomforted Will. I headed to my next class barely slipping in before the buzzer tolled. I sat in my cold seat, head on the desk doing everything possible to keep hot tears at bay. Perchance tonight would be better? I would give that big dog the fuck of his life then there would be no way he couldn't reject me any longer!

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That night like clockwork Will arrived at my house. My dad opened the door rolling his eyes as Will said he came to study, "Math". My dad knew exactly what was going on. Wasn't the first time a hot dude had arrived at the door to study, "math".

Will awkwardly made his way back to my room. He opened the door and gave a sheepish grin as his eyes studied my frame. I was naked, only clad with those itty bitty running shorts I had err "borrowed" from Liam to swim in. Will shut the door locking it behind him. He examined me across the room, and a small growl escaped his throat letting me know exactly his intent.

"I thought you were too embarrassed to keep fucking this?" I taunted slowly arching my back to emphasize my ass like a damn male Playboy bunny. I tipped my lustrous white tipped orange tail to the side, so he could easily get a good view of my rear.

"Jesus Christ Jack..." He trailed off. I could see the erection in his pants budding. He made his way to the bed and clutched my small boyish hips in his strong hands. The large wolf then grinded my ass against his rock hard cock. I'm no lightweight, but I literally could've came in this very moment.

"Get those pants off bitch!" He demanded as forced me back on the bed brutally.

"What do you mean jock? There's no pussy under here, but you can play with this if you'd like" I slid the tiny shorts off my smaller, but equally as hard member that had fully erupted from my sheath. I lifted my tail again to give him full view of what he really wanted taunting him.

"Don't push me bitch," Will growled. He threw me against the bed yanking my tail up and attempted to force his cock into my unlubed ass.

"Fucking Damnit Will STOP." I kicked him off me. "What the fuck, dude! You can't shove a dry cock in my ass, if you want a pussy than go fuck one of Anna's slut friends. When you are going to admit what you are? What we are?" Fire and hurt burned inside my chest. I couldn't play this game any longer.

Will retreated to the side of the bed kicking his legs off to hang. He held his large beautiful masculine head in his hands, "I told you Jack..." he trailed off.

"You didn't tell me shit! You came to ME Will." I cried. I never cry, but this hurt.

"Jack..." he breathed cooling himself down and continued, "Jack you are cool guy and this is fun, but I told you this is all I wanted. This is all I can give you. If you want to keep fucking that is cool, but that is all it is."

The words were out. I wanted them to disappear. I wanted to pretend this had only been a bad dream, but the words hung in the air like the thick humidity in the August days.

"GET OUT!" I sobbed. That's all these douche bags ever wanted. A fuck. Not me.

"Dude, it doesn't have to be this way. I have to go over to my church and help set some tables or my parents are going to kill me, but I could swing by later...?"

"Yes, Will go to your church and let them know about the little queer you left crying at home. Your little fucktoy. See how much, 'your church' wants you around then. Tell everyone, what you've been doing. No... Will tell them WHOM you've been doing, because we you do you will come crawling back to ME. You know why? Because the world isn't so kind to the dudes who do the things we've done."

There it was, the truth and only the truth so help me god.

"Damnit Jack, you CAN'T tell. Please Jack no! You promised. Jack, do you know what my parents will do...?" Will pleaded in silent screams, tears welling in his dark ominous brown eyes. Tears of self-pity. I was no stranger to those tears.

"Hate you? Leave Will. Your 'secret' is safe with me." I sighed. As much as the soul piercing pains liken to kill me, I understood. My life was nothing of glamour. I wasn't worth the agony Will would face if he accepted me as his lover.

"Jack, I'm sorry... but I've gotta go..."

Will closed the door and left. I was alone again. Alone like always. Even though I never loved Will, and deep down I knew this was only a 'fuck'. I cried. I cried because I knew a guy like him could never love a guy like me. I wasn't sure any guy could or would love me.

I never 'had' Will, but life without him was even worse. Anna and her cheerleader friends were always there for me, but when I watched Mason hold Anna with no hint of shame but with pride, my heart seemed to crumble to pieces. Why couldn't I be normal? Why couldn't I hold some dumb bitch and feel the same way Mason does holding Anna? Loved.

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Anna and the girls must've sensed my downward spiral, because they came to the rescue and "abducted" me for a night full of capers. They bombarded my home all bachelorette style, fake handcuffs and blinds and all much to my father's chagrin.

The older male fox rolled his eyes when they entered our home, shook his head and muttered, "I hope to God that they are going to fuck him, but for some reason knowing Jack they are all going to do mani/pedis."

He was mostly right for the first part of the night. It was a embraced change to wallowing in my self-pity. I couldn't tell the girls about Will, because of my promise, but Anna knew. Anna knew everything. There were no secrets between us. She took me aside and whispered in my ear, "he's a dick Jack find a nice guy. I love you and I want you to be happy."

"I love you too Anna." I said fighting the tears that welled up in the corners of my eyes.

The rest of the night, I spent time explaining the finer points using different dildos to the ladies. Anna's parents were gone, so we broke into the poolroom fridge and indulged in the classic high school girl cocktail, vodka and whatever fruit juice available. I drank away my sorrows, we danced, swam and I all but forgot my handsome Grey Wolf.

At one point in our drunken stupor, one of Anna's friend's slurred, "you know Jack, you Anna are like so cute together. You... Y-You loves each other so... so much. You like should totally fuck. I mean even though you only like dicks and all it could be fun." Feeling a bit corned by the cat, I smiled rolled my eyes and escaped the awkward tension the feline's comment created in the small room.

I was pretty intoxicated, but still about my wits. I am a fox for god sake. I did love Anna, but not in that way. I wish I could love her in that way. I wish I could feel that way about Anna, the same lust I had for Will. I was tired of being alone. I was feeling a bit flushed, so I decided to go sit by the pool. I needed to clear my head mostly. Anna followed me silently. She cornered me in the hallway.

"Jack, she's right." She whispered. She pressed against my chest coming in close. I could smell the alcohol on her breath.

"Anna... What?" I said in shock. The hairs on my back arose in full alert.

"I want to fuck you Jack." She whispered her, delicate muzzle inches from my black tipped ears.

"Anna. You are drunk you don't mean this!" I pleaded. The hallway felt scorching. I was trapped.

"Jack, I haven't drank that much. Jack, I love you. I love you more than I'll ever love Mason. I've loved you for so long. Please Jack." She whimpered, her clear blue eyes sparkled looking into mine.

"Anna... You can't 'turn' me or 'change' me or whatever you want to call it. Trust me, if I could change myself I would. I've tried." I snapped. I resorted to fury as being angry helped conceal my true feelings, though I did everything in my power not to sob.

"Goddamnit Jack! Shut up! I don't want to change you! I want to fuck you! Why don't you think someone can love you Jack?" She gazed straight into my soul with her crystal blue eyes. Her nose met mine and a slow soft kiss turned into lustful advance. Her teeth met with mine She kissed me like she couldn't get quite enough. I could taste the vodka on her lips. My heart attempted to pound its way through my chest to the outside world.

Oh god, the sensors in my brain were going haywire. She grabbed my arms, rubbing her soft hands along the trace of where my black arms met the orange of my body fur.

"Please Jack." She whispered breaking from our tryst.

"I can't do this. I can't lose you Anna." Tears broke loose.

"You won't lose me. You can't lose me. I want... this with you. I know it might not work out, but I want to have sex with someone that doesn't look at me like a trophy, but someone..." Tears began to spring in her beautiful blue eyes. I began to realize that the grass wasn't always greener. Anna didn't love Mason, and vice versa.

"Anna, hush. I won't fuck you," I sighed looking away, "but we can make love."

Anna fell into my embrace tightly, she then led me into Liam's empty room. I shook like a leaf. I had no idea how female... "stuff" worked. Oh bloody hell what had I gotten myself into? Anna, unbuttoned her blouse revealing her perky tits. I ran my fingers down her soft fur and my untrained hands attempted to unlatch her bra clasp. The alcohol must've impaired my dexterous hands or perhaps this thing was locked by a damn rubix cube? The breeder movies made it looks so easy! She giggled and moved her hands unclasping the bra to help me along. I pulled my white V-neck shirt over my head and she ran her tongue over my exposed nipple. My whole body shuttered. She continued to underdress down to her panties and paused.

"Take them off me Jack." She whispered.

I froze. This was uncharted territory. I proceed to pull them off revealing her soft pink lips. My hands shook like leaves. My body froze.

"Lick me Jack," She solicited pulling me closer to that forbidden area.

My tongue parted from my lips. I ran it over her soft skin. So much different than another male. A new taste, no musk, but wetness, it was unusual. My tongue continued to explore as my brain played field journal taking notes.

"Oh god..." She cried. She ran her hand over my ears to the back of my head, pulling my snout closer. I continue to lick, to investigate. Gently gliding it with such prowess over and into the soft folds. She pulled away, and beckoned me to stand only to force me upon the bed. My cock needed a bit more help leaving my sheath. She cupped a warm paw on my ball sack and another on my furry sheath and worked away; her very skilled tongue flickered across the tip of my emerging erection with such skill. I swallowed hard.

"Your pretty good at this." I teased; even in the moment it was hard not to poke fun at Anna.

"You have no idea fox," she said in a sultry tone before taking the full length of my now aroused member in her mouth. Working her tongue around it, suckling the tip. I was lost in the moment. I bucked my hips, thrusting my throbbing erection further in her muzzle. I worked myself in and out of her warm snout in strong deep thrusts. To my surprise, instead of recoiling she ran her hands against my thighs trailing under my tail and softly inserted a nimble finger inside me. Another thrust and my knot plunged up against the wolf's nose and I spluttered my load into her soft muzzle. She didn't let a single drop go to waste. Holy shit.

She pulled her head back, and licked the remainder off my throbbing erection, sending chills up my spine. My cock began to soften only for a moment, when she began stroking my shaft; she changed pace with precision handling. Within moments, it stood proud and throbbing once more.

"You really are a fox!" She teased smiling.

"Anna... I..." I stammered.

"Hush Jack, let me take care of you." She cooed pushing me further back so she could meet me for more vigorous kissing.

My body pulsed with anxiety for what was yet to come. She took strong hold of my member and eased herself down upon it. It was warm, soft and damp. I wasn't much of a top, but in my early days of experimenting I had topped another male. This was much different from a tailhole however. She had only taken the tip, but already was making progress on the length. She gasped as she took the thicker part of my member inside her small tight body. My hips gently bucked against her, and my name escaped her lips.

She then, to my confusion pulled off me. She laid on her hands and knees and lifted her glorious thick silky tail and murmured, "Take me Jack." I sat back stroking my cock a time or two before proceeding. Giving my brain time to reel and recollect. Time to overcome my inner apprehension. I approached the petite wolf and pressed the tip of my member into the wet slit, inch-by-inch dove further before losing control to my lust with strong bucking hips. I attempted to slow, my thrusts only as she begged for my knot. "When in Rome", my inner queer jeered. I breathed in sharply; cool air passed between my teeth filling my lungs for a moment as I withdrew my throbbing member, and then dove my cock in a final time knotting my bitch. Hot streams of cum poured, filling the small wolf to the brim and the rest spilled out creating quite the mess between her velvety thighs. I fell asleep on top of my friend, knot still locking the deed. I woke up before she did, my head spun from the alcohol. A headache pounded in my skull. My fur was stiff and sticky from the aftermath of fucking my best friend. As brain finally reawakened, I panicked. I threw my clothes on, and like a coward took off.

I made it all the way home, approximately three miles away. All while in tears; tears because I knew the actions of last night been a result of alcohol and my self-seeking intentions. I wanted to feel love; I knew I couldn't love Anna like that, yet I selfishly took what I could to put a Band-Aid where so many boys attempted to rip me apart. What kind of monster would do that? Poor Anna, all she wanted mirrored my wants as well. Why couldn't we love each other? We were two broken hearts, hearts seeking someone who actually truly gave a shit. The only problem in this equation was me and my "affliction" as my dad would call it. Like a broken circuit my brain didn't long to reenact the actions of last night. I didn't long for her body the way I did for Will's. It was only a release. I took advantage of my best friend in order to feel something, rather than the cold void Will had left me with. Hot tears streamed down my cheek. I deserved guys like Will.