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6.

So, as a fennec I've long since learned how to cope with my awesome ears, teaching myself not to abuse the fennecy powers they give me. In crowded restaurants I can eat without eavesdropping, and I've never made a noise complaint about any of my building's fellow tenets. Even when I can totally hear them having sex. But there was one thing I couldn't help but get annoyed at.

"Oh my God, Alex. Answer your phone!"

Alex started, bouncing my head with his arm. That brought me out of my half sleep. Oh! I said to myself as it all came back. I'd done it! Specifically, I got Alex to do my mouth. I bit down on my lip to keep one of my joyous screeching screams of happiness from ruining the moment.

"Wha-?" the wolf muttered. Then his arm wrapped around my shoulder and pulled me closer. "Jody," he said my name like it was a pleasant surprise it hadn't all been a dream. "Is that my phone?"

Yes. Yes that auditory abomination coming from a cell phone speaker a gramophone would have considered lo-fi is your phone. Oh, Alex, you must let me pick you a better ringtone. A thrash-metal ringtone? Honestly!

He got off the couch to find his pants. I was blessed with the sight of his fabulous ass. God, how I wanted it. I guess he's over being bashful around me. I was almost naked too, just my denim cutoffs and a thong, which felt a lot tighter when Alex bent over to get his phone.

He also picked up his underwear. "Nooo," I whined.

Alex's eyebrows went up and his ears twitched back for a moment before he realised what I was bitching about. "They won't be on long. I just feel a little weird talking on the phone while naked." Then he brushed his hair back and winked.

Fuck me, I was in love! I sprawled out on the couch, visions of hearts and rainbows and the knowledge that I had my head right where Alex's naked butt had just been danced in my head. Alex paced around the room, speaking low one word sentences to whoever was on the other end.

"Uhuh... Yeah... Yeah... No... Ok... Later." He tapped off his phone. "That was Morse."

I sat up. Alex wouldn't be the first fur to get arrested trying to impress me, but for him, I'd be willing to live the life of an international fugitive. So many cool Eurasian accents I could learn to talk in.

"He says Zev is alright... that there was an ambulance but Zev declined treatment."

"Thank God. Then it's all ok?"

He shrugged. "Morse said he wants to talk to me, so that he can teach me how to better deal with my," he threw up the air quotes, "'anger issues.' Zev was kind of cool about it, after they showed him the video-"

"They have video?" I leaned forward.

Alex crossed his arms and sighed. "Yeah. Kate likes to film us for our promotional material. Says she can finally start a blooper reel."

I laughed despite the dower gaze he was shooting me. "Alex, that is so cool. You gotta get me a copy."

"That's not going to happen." Alex casually dropped his phone and walked back to sit in the arm chair next to the couch. "Um... I think it's your turn."

"Oh... " Sex. Don't fuck this up. "Are you sure. I mean, it's ok to take your time. I don't want you feeling pressured. I can wait. I've got bitchin'ly awesome self control. This one time I was in this contest to see who could last the longest while getting a handjo-"

"You don't want me?"

"Alex, Alex, Alex! Of course I want you! More than I've wanted anyone. It's just you're..." What's the right word?

"Young?" Alex answered like he thought he was a psychic. "I am so fucking sick of furs thinking that. I'm fucking eighteen."

"No! That's not what I mean. Until a week ago did you ever even think about doing it with a male?"

Alex drummed his fingers on the arms of the chair like he was trying to remember. As if that was something that could just slip your mind. Finally, annoyed that I was right, "I guess not."

Scooting closer, I reached over and put my hand on his. "Then can you see why, as much as I'd kill to be with you, I might be afraid of rushing things and scaring you off?"

"You're not going to scare me, Jody," he said with a confidence that proved he'd never seen my browser history. "Can you just trust me? Now let's go to your room and put your dick in me."

It's almost a shame I wasn't drinking. That would have been a perfect opportunity for a spit take. "Uhhh, w-we can go do that." He stood and took me by the hand. I felt nervous, like virgin-at-the-club kind of nervous. This was... How was he so calm! He technically was a virgin to what he was asking.

"Should I shower first?"

I blinked. We were outside my room.

He scratched at his chest. "I'm a little sweaty after the mall, and what we did."

Oh fuck it, he's gonna figure out I'm a perv eventually. "No. It heightens the experience. I really like your scent." Nothing better than dirty, sweaty sex.

"Ok," he opened the door and fell silent.

I slipped past him in a blur to slam my laptop shut. I'd left it open on the corner of my bed while doing some toy shopping. Alex wasn't ready to see the two-foot feral feline phallic fantasy that I'd spent more money than was sane on. But in my defense, it's heated, it vibrates and it has extendable barbs... Anyways, I tucked the laptop away and sprawled out on my bed, giving Alex a look at the goods.

I could sense the dark wolf's nerves starting to kick in. He moved in slow deliberate steps, stalking his way to me. I arched my back and propped myself up on my elbows. "I've got to warn you Alex, I'm a screamer."

"S-so," he said as he sat cautiously on the edge. "How do I do this? Do I just lay down and you, you..." He trailed off.

"Do you really want me fuck you? Because if you aren't ready for it, there are other ways you can get me off," I offered.

He shook his head vehemently. "No. This is what I want."

"Alright." This was going to be his first time. That is a big responsibility on my part. I swung my legs off the bed and sat up to give him a peck on the side of his muzzle. "All you have to do is trust me. This will feel good."

He nodded. "I trust you, Jody."

I told him to lay down and walked over to my dresser. I dug through the top drawer. Cuffs, rope, dildos, ah there! I took out a small bottle of lube and a condom. I turned around and saw Alex was lying flat on his stomach and giggled. Straight furs and their missionary position. Much to teach him.

I jumped onto the bed and straddled his back. He yelped, nearly flipping me off him as he jerked. "It's ok, Alex! I'm not starting until you're ready. I'm just going to relax you."

"Sorry. You surprised me."

"I have a habit of doing that, heh. But you'll enjoy this so much more if you're relaxed." I cracked my knuckles and prepared to amaze.

"What are you going to- Oh!" Alex groaned as I sank my fingers into the tight corded muscles in his shoulders.

It took me nearly twenty minutes but I finally managed to turn iron into clay. "Anyone ever give you a massage, before?" I asked to keep him from nodding off. He shook his head no. "Well, I recommend we do this more often. You were carrying a lot of tension up here." I leaned forward and pushed my elbow into the small of his back and scooted myself lower, testing his readiness. No yelps or jumps when I squeezed one of his cheeks.

"Ok, Alex, if you thought that felt good, just wait until I make love to you."

Alex twisted his head to look at me. A little nervous but not afraid.

"It might hurt a little, at first," I told him truthfully, "but I promise it'll all be worth it."

"I trust you."

Those three words he kept saying meant the world to me. Trust is the foundation everything is built on. Love, fun, friendship, it's all so much better when you can trust the fur you're with. I could feel the sting starting in the corner of my eye. Not now, Jody! I screamed internally. Me getting all emotional and crying tears of joy while giving it to him up the ass might weird him out his first time.

I managed a smile. "Come closer and toss me a pillow." While I had Alex come and sit on the edge of the bed I shimmied out of my cutoffs and thong, kicking them to him in a stripper move I'd picked up. If his fur was just a shade lighter he would have been blushing like a hot pepper. I walked to him, standing over his legs. He was breathing heavy when I grabbed his hands and pressed them to me.

"You pierced your dick?" he asked startled.

I must have forgot Alex was one of the few furs in the city to not have seen it. "Heh, yeah. Just the three extra holes." I lifted little Jody so Alex see the bars along the underside. Anticipating the always popular why, I said, "I like how it looks, and it really does give you a sensation that's freakin' amazing!"

Rather than the polite chuckle I was aiming for, Alex was just gawking. "I-it's big. I mean, you're big. H-how is that going to fit?"

Yes, yes, I have been blessed. But it's more like I'm big for a fennec. I don't think there's much of a size difference between the two of us. Still, for a first time, any cock probably looks intimidating.

"With this," I calmly handed him the bottle of lube. "I'll use a lot of it and go really, really slow." His ears twitched at the sound of me opening the condom. "I'll use this so it isn't messy for your first. You can say stop at anytime. There's no shame in waiting," I promised him, but the cross glare he gave me said, shut up, Jody. I reached out and gave him a gentle poke to tip him on his back and shoved a pillow under his hips.

I squeezed out a generous amount of lube. "You never played with you self down there?"

"No!" he sounded indignant but his features quickly softened. "Sorry, I'm just used to dealing with immature fuckwits... It never occurred to me... Do you?"

I caressed his crack, letting the lube rub in. "All the time." His cock came to life as my finger tickled the base of his sack. I nudged his legs to spread them further. "Keep your eyes on me, Alex. Tell me what feels good."

My fingers are thin and nimble, perfect for loosening a tight hole, and Alex's virgin hole was tighter than a dry clean only sweater you accidentally wash with your regular clothes. He grimaced and clenched tight around my finger. "Want me to stop?"

He shook his head. "N-no... just go slow."

I began cooing encouragements, telling how sexy he looked, how much I wanted him and how great he was doing. When I added a second finger I started twisting them, looking for that golden bundle of nerves. Should be right-

"Oh my God!" he gasped and his eyes rolled back. "Wha-what-?" was all he could manage as my sliding fingers rubbed his prostate.

"Guys have g-spots too, Alex," I smiled at his drooling face.

"Why don't more furs know about this!"

He is ready, I decided in my best mental impression of a kung fu teacher. He shivered as my fingers pulled out. "Here, put your legs up." I hooked my arms under his knees and lifted them to my shoulders. I had to giggle as my shy wolf did a leg version of hover-hands. "Alex, I'm not fragile, push down on me," I said pulling on his legs until they were comfortably resting on me and his tail was thrashing against my thighs.

I slowly entered him. God, he was so tight. I hated to hear him whimper as I slid deeper. With my hands still slick from all the lube, I started stroking him, keeping him hard until his whimpers turned to moans. "I'm in," I said. Holding still so his body could adjust was a real test of my awesome self control, whose exploits I may have exaggerated earlier. If I wasn't wearing a rubber I think I would have already came. The hardest part was when I pulled back, leaving just my head in, and not losing my mind.

"Fuck, Jody," Alex surprised me with his strained growl.

So hard to be delicate when all you want his to hammer the sweetest piece of ass you've ever had, but I managed. Making sure to angle up and leave him shuddering with every pump, I began a slow rhythm. Suddenly he locked his ankles behind my head and started pulling me in faster. I wouldn't say I was giving him the beautiful ballet I thought I would, it was more like a mosh pit, but it was still the carnal music all first times should be. Metal music in our case. A lot of grunting and swearing.

It was magical. I kept him hard and leaking while batting away his greedy hands so we could finish at the same time. Cuffs next time, I thought. Alex wildly thrashed about, pulling me with his legs and coming perilously close to flying off the bed. Just when he couldn't take any more, I quickened the pace, my fist jumped up and down until he was howling. I tried to cup a hand over him when he shot off, loving the hot blasts hitting my palm. The orgasmic shock that ran through him had him bearing down on me, practically ripping my seed out. Thirsty insides, I thought.

His feet slid off my shoulders, hitting the floor with heavy thunks. I collapsed on top of him.

"Holy fuck, Jody," he whispered. "I... I didn't think it would feel like that."

I giggled. "I know, right?"

"We've got to do that again."

***

I didn't think he meant right away. We were both exhausted but we did end up fooling around in my bed. Mostly a lot of kissing and grabbing. Finally, I've found a fur whose libedo could keep up with mine.

I wasn't too long before our little bubble had to burst and make use rejoin the rest of the world. "What now?" he asked. His arm was wrapped around me and we both stared at the ceiling.

"I could fix us a late lunch. Maybe a panini. Some gelato for dessert. Not sure about dinks. I could make-"

"I mean us." That's what I was afraid of. "Do I tell Mom and Dad? They'll fucking flip, but I am not going to sneak around like what we're doing is wrong... But I don't owe anyone an explanation. You're my boyfriend, and I want everyone to know. But I'm not a douche who needs to, y'know, be all possessive. There should be a manual on how to date." He covered his eyes with his free hand and sighed.

He over thinks everything. A tragic habit I must break him of. "Oh, Alex, Alex, Alex. Dating isn't much different than what we've been doing. We're friends, we hang out and we really like each other. The only thing that changes is we get to do more of that. And sex. There's lots of sex involved."

It's not that I couldn't understand his trepidation. When his brother came out - rather publicly in the middle of his parents garden party if I remember right - there was a lot of yelling and drama. I wish I could sympathise better but my parents... let's just say they weren't all that surprised when they found my pornographic drawings of a naked hedgehog named Justin. The biggest reaction I got was when they asked if I wanted to take art lessons. So, different parenting styles I guess.

"Maybe it won't come up," he said without conviction. "No one notices me anyway. Like you said, not much is changed, we just spend more time together, right?"

"Don't forget the sex."

"That goes without saying." He squeezed me and I could feel him nodding to himself. "Yeah. I'll just act like I always do and if it comes up, it comes up. No big deal. Not going to stress over it."

I knew Alex well enough to know that wasn't going to happen. My darling wolf thrives on stress, but the least I could do was give him a fun outlet to work some of it off.

Gah! I love being in a relationship!

***

Alex let me drive him home this time. It was early, but Alex wouldn't be up to much strenuous activity for awhile. We might have went at it a little ambitiously for his first time. I looked at him sitting awkwardly in the passenger seat.

"I'm really, really sorry. I- I should have mentioned you might be a little sore. I promise it won't last long. Just get some sleep... Sorry."

Alex rolled his eyes. "Jody, I'm fine. You've got nothing to apologize for. It just caught me off guard. Can we not bring it up?"

I zipped my lips. I thought it was cute, but Alex was a little embarrassed when he got out of bed, grabbed his stomach and fell back into bed. He was a little freaked out at the sensation and had me check for him that his insides weren't falling out - a medical impossibility as far as I know - and reassuring him that his asshole was perfectly fine was not nearly as erotic as it sounds. Anyways, Alex felt embarrassed and has forbidden me from remembering that scene as part of our first time.

I drove up the Adlin's long driveway to get Alex as close to the house as I could so he wouldn't have to walk a lot. Mid way there he groaned. "Fuck."

It was his older sister, Ursie and her three pups, or the X's as I call them, Xerxes, Xenophon and Xavier. She was reading a book in the shade of a tree while the pups chased each other with foam dart guns. She lowered her book and I waved. Alex lowered his head and pretended not to notice her. "Be cool, Alex. If anyone asks, say you pulled a muscle protesting."

The moment I cut the engine we were swarmed by the rambunctious kids. "Uncle Jody!" They greeted Alex a little differently by shooting him with their toy guns. I jumped out of the car and let them chase me for a bit before they were all latched onto my bushy tail so Alex could make his escape. Ursie put down her book and came over.

"Why is Alex limping?" she asked me.

Alex heard that and froze on his way to the house. "He pulled a muscle protesting," I answered quickly.

The wolfess nodded. "He wasn't doing anything illegal again, was he?"

Of course Alex couldn't let that go. He stomped over, wincing with every step. "Not that it's any of you business, but no. Nothing illegal. Stop trying to demonize the movement," he hissed. "I'm going to lay down. Tell Floyd not to play his shitty music so loud." He spun and attempted an angry exit.

I hurried after him, slowed by the pups - one of whom seemed to confuse my tail for cotton candy until Ursie called them off. "Alex. Alex!"

The wolf stopped inside the backdoor.

"Alex, I, uh, I really had a good time. And you can call me. Anytime, day or night. I'm never busy. So, anytime." Gah! Too desperate!

Alex looked around, making sure we were alone before leaning in and kissing me. "Anytime?"

I nodded.

"Ok. We can hang out, or whatever. Y'know. Date-stuff."

Oh, God. Did I mention I was in love? My knees felt weak. Innocent, passionate, horny. This wolf was perfect. I slurred some kind of goodbye while gripping the doorway for support as I watched him limp away. Before I ended up with an awkward and massive boner, fate was kind enough to shoot a foam dart into my ear.

"Got 'em!" squealed one of the X's.

"Big accomplishment," I laughed, "they're almost bigger than you are!" Then pretending to growl like a feral, I chased after the little ragamuffins.

***

I found myself driving aimlessly around the suburbs. I needed the open roads I couldn't find downtown. It's hard to remember how many points I still had on my license but I'm sure I could afford another speeding ticket before I had to do the court mandated class thing, so I revved the finely tuned high octane beast and sped through the idyllic land of manicured lawns and soccer-moms.

I was a little lost. Not literally, I've got GPS, but figuratively. Lost in my own joy. Normally I would have called Trent to tell him every intimate detail, but obviously that was out of the question. I had to give my friend time to blow off some steam. I poked my hands-free phone hook up.

"Call..." Who could I talk to. Who did I know who would be awake before mid afternoon? "Call, Garth." Yeah. The lynx would hang out with me.

After six rings he picked up. "This line is tapped by several governmental and private entities," his normal greeting was punctuated with a loud satisfying yawn, "anything said is solely the opinion of the speaker and I bear no responsibility."

"What's up, Garth?"

"Jody? What time is it?"

"Past lunch. My date's over - stunning success - and I wanna talk to someone."

I could hear mattress springs creaking. "Alright. Want me turn on my cam?"

"Nah. Um... meet me at the Hayes." The Hayes was this trendy cafe a few blocks from the Two Pillars club and my apartment. The place was open twenty-four/seven and was a great place to caffeinate after a night of clubbing. I told him not to be late and reached to hang up.

"Wait!" Garth hesitated. "H-how, how did those sandals work out?"

I loved it when a fur was dedicated to his fetish. "They really tied the outfit together. I felt the hippies accepted me as one of their own... Lee might have been right though. I was the only one who bothered to wear hippie-chic, but it was real early and they might have had places to be afterward. See you in twenty," I smiled knowing Garth would probably rush to rub one out just to clear his mind of thoughts of my sexy fennec feet.

He needs a boyfriend, I decided. As soon as I made it to the happily ever after part of my relationship with Alex, I was going to make the lynx my next project.

***

I made great time, not a cop in sight as I tore through the 'burbs and only had to use the brakes after successfully running a few yellows as I approached downtown.

The Hayes was one of those places that was never super crowded and never super dead. A microcosm of New Abilon's hipster scene. Naturally, I'm a regular.

After passing two buskers and a possum trying to sell mixtapes I got inside and let the coolness of the air conditioning and smooth jazz wash away the hot summer afternoon's drain.

"Hey, Jody!" It was Madeline. My lioness friend was working the counter when she called to me. She waved with two fingers, a secret code we worked out, and I toned down my perkiness as I alpha-walked to her, my arms swinging and my lip curled ever so slightly. She motioned with her eyes at the goat who was hitting on her.

"'Sup, babe?" I grunted and hoisted myself up on the counter so I could reach her for a convincing kiss. "When you getting off? I need that pussy." I licked my lips and she blushed demurely.

"Jody! I'm at work. You're gonna get me in trouble." She scolded me lustily as the goat slunk away, too dejected to take his drink with him. That made me feel a little bad.

Madeline sighed and we dropped the act. "Thank's buddy. I owe you one. That fur's been in here every day this week and I am out of polite hints to drop." She tossed the rag she'd been wiping with and dried her hands on the green apron. "What can I get you? It's on the house."

What do I want... hmm? I think I wanted an iced cafe au latte with a pound of sugar, but I had that chocolate malt earlier. Damn. "I'll have a wheatgrass juice with a slice of lemon."

She stuck her tongue out and made a gagging sound. I rolled my eyes and tossed the loose bills in my pocket into the tip jar and went to find a seat.

Garth was hard to miss when he sauntered in like he was casing the joint in advance of an armed robbery. He wore his thick prescription sunglasses and his ubiquitous wool cap he put on whenever he left the house. Legend has it that the hat is lined with tin foil. For a fur who liked to keep a low profile, the bright flower print islander shirt really drew the eye. He stopped by the counter to order something before sitting across from me in the corner booth I knew he'd prefer.

"Did you do it?" he got right to the point.

"Yes!" I squealed, unable to hide my happiness. "And now I want to tell him I love him!"