What's done is done.
#2 of As Told on the Red Leather Couch
Author notes: Ok, so my friend wasn't entirely happy that I ended the last part with such a huge cliffhanger. Sorry about that. It won't happen again. Secondly, the last one was too short and I apologize for that. I tried to make this one as long as possible, but I wanted it to be in 3 parts, so I have to save at least a little bit for later.
Summer 2005 (cont.)
Ben, whose pants were slumped around his ankles, attempted to make a lunge at Sara, but became tangled and fell flat on his face. Arthur, who was fully capable of movement because Ben had not yet achieved his goal of stripping him, ran toward his sister. She screamed and dropped the plate holding Ben's sandwich. Arthur grabbed her shoulders so she couldn't run.
"Listen, sis, what do I have to do to make you keep your mouth shut?" he asked, panting furiously.
"What were you two doing?"
"Nothing!"
"It looks to me like you two were getting ready to do it."
"Sara, you're too young to be thinking like that," Arthur said, rather appalled that his kid sister knew about sex already.
"You're too young to be fucking boys in the woods!"
Ben lifted his head out of the dirt.
"Hey, watch your language, young lady," he said as he tried to stand.
"How about you do my chores for the next month?"
"Done! I'll do them all! Just please don't tell mom and dad!" Arthur begged.
He released his sister, who noticed that Ben had finally managed to stand and was busy brushing the dirt off his fur. She studied his body, where her eyes lingered on his boxer shorts. A rather large bulge was still showing and Sara smiled. Ben looked up, followed her line of sight, and yelped. He pulled his pants back on as quickly as possible, but Sara had already seen too much. She looked at her brother.
"God, you're one lucky fox..."
"Just go home, Sara," her brother said, rubbing the back of his head, deeply embarrassed by what had just occurred.
The girl walked slowly away, still looking over her shoulder at Ben as he pulled his shirt back over his head. Then she stopped.
"Hey Ben, if you're handing out freebies, do you think I could get a look at what's under those box-"
"GO!" the two boys yelled in unison.
Fall 2007
Ms. Bartley was giggling as she scribbled on her pad of papers. Arthur stared at her.
"What's funny?" he asked.
"Oh, goodness, I'm sorry. It's just... that was a really cute story," she said, trying to become serious again.
"It was horrifying!"
"Well, did she ever tell your parents?"
"No, but she held it over my head for a really long time. You have no idea what kinds of chores suddenly pop up when your sister knows your darkest secret."
"I can imagine," Ms. Bartley replied, adjusting her thick bifocals, "Now then, if she didn't tell your parents, why are you sad?"
"You're right, she didn't tell my parents..."
Ms. Bartley nodded.
"She told Ben's."
Fall 2005
"Mom, where's Sara? I need her notebook!" Arthur yelled from his room.
"She went next door to ask Ben a question. And I'm standing right outside. You don't have to yell."
"Next door?"
"Oh, never mind, there she is now," said his mother as the front door closed with a loud boom.
Arthur's mother grabbed the rest of the clothes out of the dryer and walked to her bedroom to fold them. Sara followed soon after, but did the most peculiar thing as she passed Arthur's room.
She looked at him and whispered, "Get ready for the shit storm, brother."
Fall 2007
"Oh dear, she certainly has a potty mouth!" Ms. Bartley exclaimed.
Arthur continued.
Fall 2005
Suddenly, the voice of Arthur's father came through the open window.
"Art, could you come out here, please?"
Not knowing exactly what was going on, Arthur climbed out of bed and cautiously made his way outside to the front yard, where his father was trying to calm a large wolf. As he stepped closer, Arthur could make out what they were saying.
"My point is, your son had better stay away from my son!" the wolf said angrily.
"Listen, Charlie, I don't know what got you all upset like this, but I think you had better take it down a notch," Arthur's father replied, trying to stay calm.
"Take it down a notch? You're out of your mind, Frank! I'm not going to stand by as your son INFECTS mine with his... his... condition!"
"I don't have any idea what you're talking about. Have you been drinking again, Charlie?"
"No, I haven't been- well, I had one this morning, but that's not the problem!" Charlie roared.
Arthur's father nodded, not believing a word of it. He looked at Arthur, who shrugged and stepped back a little.
"Any idea what he's talking about, Art?"
"No, sir."
"Why you little piece of sh-"
In a split second, Charlie was lying on his back, clutching the side of his face. Arthur's father shook his throbbing hand and looked at the downed wolf.
"I don't know what your problem is, but you will never talk to my son that way again. Do you understand me?"
The wolf nodded and glared at Arthur, who couldn't help but smile slightly.
Fall 2007
Ms. Bartley's eyes were incredibly wide at that point, which was rather humorous due to the fact that her bifocals magnified them to essentially the size of saucers.
"Did, uh..." she stammered, "did your father question you about it?"
"He trusts me."
"But you lied to him, Arthur."
"I know, but I had to do it."
"What happened after that?"
Fall 2005
Arthur snapped awake. He was certain that he had just heard something, but couldn't pinpoint the source. Then he heard it again; a light tap on his window. He sat up and jumped when he saw someone peeking in.
"Can I come in?" Ben asked quietly through the glass.
Arthur pulled the covers off, stood, and walked to the window. He lifted the pane and allowed Ben to climb in, being incredibly stealthy about the whole thing.
"My dad's been drinking again," he said.
"What if he comes looking for you?"
"He's passed out on the couch. I have about 3 hours before he wakes up."
"I'm really sorry, Ben," Arthur said, shaking his head in shame.
"I don't blame you. It's your sister than I blame. She just waltzed over and told my parents about us while I was standing there. Why would she do that?"
"I told you she's such a bitch sometimes."
"And that's what sisters are for," Ben replied, cracking a smile.
The two boys looked at each other for a very long time and then broke into quiet laughter. The laughter ceased when Ben lunged forward, locking his lips with Arthur's and falling onto the bed behind them.
"I say we finish what we started, foxy," Ben said in the sexiest tone he could muster.
"I was wondering when you were going to say that," Arthur whispered, winking at his mate.
In less than 10 seconds, the two were completely naked, spooning on Arthur's warm bed. Ben was lying behind him, kissing Arthur's neck. Then he reached around and began stroking Arthur's throbbing cock. Arthur moaned slightly and put his hand on Ben's side, slowly caressing his soft fur. Arthur giggled as he felt precum on his back as Ben slowly rubbed up against him. Ben stopped stroking and rubbed some precum under Arthur's fluffy, bright red tail, then carefully inserted a finger in his asshole. Arthur, who had never felt anything like it before, shifted a little and bit his bottom lip.
"FUCKING HELL!" he yelled, as quietly as he possibly could.
"Sorry, sorry!" Ben said, slowing down.
"No, please, keep going..." Arthur said, his voice trailing off.
Ben decided it was time to step it up, so he pushed Arthur onto his stomach. Arthur pulled his knees forward so his ass was elevated while Ben jacked off until his cock was wet with precum. Then he lifted the fox's tail and slowly thrusted into his hole. Arthur grabbed the bed sheet and clenched his teeth as Ben began thrusting harder and harder. Arthur couldn't believe what a wonderful sensation it was to have the beautiful wolf's cock inside of him.
Ben had a look of extreme concentration on his face, which soon turned to pure ecstasy. Arthur moaned intensely and tensed every muscle in his body as thick white cum shot onto the bed below him. Ben thrusted even faster now.
"Shit, I'm gonna cum!" Ben exclaimed as he tried to pull out.
Arthur reached back and put his paw on the wolf's side, forcing his cock back into his ass.
"Fuck me, Ben!" he moaned.
Ben did as he was told and continued for as long as he could. He howled and slumped forward onto Arthur's back as he came inside his partner. They stayed in that position, panting heavily. Arthur felt Ben's semen dripping down his balls and turned his head to look at his mate who was now attempting to clean up.
"Jesus, that was incredible," Arthur said with a sigh.
Ben looked at him, not speaking. Then he crawled forward and the two kissed again, rubbing their groins together.
Fall 2007
Ms. Bartley was fanning herself with the pad of papers.
"I really don't think... that needed to... be told," she said between breaths.
"Oh, sorry. I thought you wanted to know everything."
"Well, I do, but..."
She shook her head.
"Nevermind, what's done is done. Let's get back to why you are here."