{"sf1_id":112149,"sf2_id":"Rm099o3n","title":"Envy, Dates and Blue Briefs.","author":"penelo108","words":2309,"posted_at":"2009-12-15T23:48:00.000Z","tags":["Coming Out","Ejaculation","Fox","Gay","M/M","Masturbation","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/112149-envy-dates-and-blue-briefs","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Rm099o3n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c1/f1/c1f1dbea-08b5-4605-88bc-a81ab6327fed","description":"","content":"Hi everyone! Here's part 2; I've had a lot of free time, so it's out fairly early! Please let me know what you think!  \n  \n\\*Warning! This story may contain adult and/or sexual material. If you are under the age of 18, do not read, and if you do, don't get caught ;)  \n  \nSpot stared at the two furs; one red-eyed and sniffling, the other apologetic and  \nuncomfortable. Spot's heart gave a lurch, and he didn't even know why. Tears sprang into  \nhis eyes and he turned and ran away.  \n  \n\"Spot! Wait!\" Keirn called after his friend, but Spot didn't even turn. Keirn thought he  \nheard a sob escape from his friend's throat before he rounded the corner and was out of  \nsight. Miles hung his head sheepishly.  \n  \n\"I'm sorry, Keirn,\" Miles whispered. Keirn glanced at Miles and shook his head.  \n  \n\"It's not your fault, at least, I don't think it is,\" he murmured, his tears gone. \"I'd  \nbetter go find him and see what's wrong; I'll see you tomorrow. And, Miles?\" Keirn  \nhesitated, slightly embarrassed. Miles looked at him earnestly.  \n  \n\"Thanks,\" Keirn said. \"Y'know, for listening, and being so nice.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp; Miles' sweet grin returned.  \n  \n\"That's what friends are for, right?\" Miles waved and set off in the opposite direction.  \nKeirn stood there for a moment, contemplating what Miles had said. And he knew it was true;  \nin the short time since they had met, Keirn already felt close to the little fox. Keirn  \nturned grimly and took off after Spurk.  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nSpot was distraught, and he had no idea why. He just kept running, not stopping until he  \nreached his home and plopped onto his queen size bed. Panting to catch his breath, Spot lay  \non his stomach, a million thoughts racing through his head.  \n  \nOkay, so Keirn was going to kiss that fox. So what? I don't care if he's gay. He's my  \nfriend. And that's all that matters. Spot desperately tried to convince himself that this  \nwas true; the truth was, he was envious of Keirn's courage.  \n  \nSpot had been experiencing such strange feelings over the past month or so; he no longer  \nfelt that strange burning desire when he was near a female. The tall, shapely figure of his  \ngirlfriend Mischa held nothing for him, and though he hated to admit it, he thought he knew  \nwhat was the matter.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It wasn't that he was afraid of what he was; Spot had no problem with homosexuality. It was  \nthat he was afraid of what other people would think. Spot was a social person; he loved his  \nfriends dearly and treasured them above everything else. And he wasn't prepared to risk  \nlosing the one thing he loved the most, even if it meant denying himself a mate.  \n  \nSpot rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. He thought about his best friend, his  \ngentle black wolf, who he always thought would only be his. He felt a surge of anger toward  \nthe little orange fox he had seen with Keirn, who was stealing his friend away. But his  \nanger died away as suddenly as it had flared. Spot just wasn't an angry creature.  \n  \nThe fact of the matter was, Spot wasn't attracted to Keirn. Keirn was his friend, and he  \ndidn't want to ruin that. The jealousy that churned in the white wolf's gut was directed  \ntoward the fact that Keirn was actually dealing with his problems. It made Spot feel weak  \nand powerless. Spot clenched his fists briefly and sat up, staring out of the window.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Oh Keirn, he thought. Why can't I be brave, like you...  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nKeirn had given up his search for Spot, resolving to call the smaller wolf later.  \n  \nNow, Keirn had curled up in front of the television, trying to focus on the cheesy comedy  \nhe was watching. The smell of chicken sizzling in a frying pan wafted from the kitchen,  \nmaking Keirn's belly growl. He could hear his mother humming quietly to herself as she  \nworked busily. Keirn smiled and rose from the sofa, striding to the kitchen to give his  \nmother a hug.  \n  \nGrabbing Rosetta from behind, Keirn squeezed her tight as she yipped in surprise.  \n\"Ooh! Oh, Keirn, don't sneak up on me like that!\" Rosetta scolded her son, rapping him on  \nthe forehead lightly with a pair of tongs. Keirn grinned cheekily and planted a kiss on his  \nmother's cheek.  \n  \n\"Well, what's this all of a sudden? Is someone in a good mood?\" Rosetta quipped, waving her  \ntongs at Keirn. Keirn cocked his head to the side, a mock expression of hurt on his face.  \n  \n\"What, I can't show my mother how much I love her?\" Keirn whined, pushing his ears back and  \nsniffling like a pup. Rosetta burst out into hearty guffaws looking at her son.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"A-ha-ha! You silly boy! Here, take these plates and set the table, dinner will be ready in  \na few minutes.\" Rosetta handed Keirn two plates and two sets of cutlery. Keirn winked at  \nher and set the dinnerware on the dining room table.  \n  \n\"I might just go and get changed before dinner, okay?\" Keirn said as he ascended the  \nstairs. Rosetta agreed abstractly, her attention refocused on the food.  \n  \nKeirn arrived in his room and shut the door. He sat at his desk and thought about the day.  \nMiles, the cute fox from his Algebra class, entered his thoughts once again. Keirn imagined  \nthe fox's adorable orange and white face, posed in his sweet little smile. In his mind,  \nKeirn travelled further down the fox's body, checking out his strong arms, his tight shirt  \nwhich showed off his chest, his delicate paws, and his strong athletic legs. Keirn found  \nhimself becoming slightly aroused, and was surprised. But, adding to his astonishment, he  \nfound himself continuing to think these things about Miles.  \n  \nKeirn felt his cock stir in its sheath; slipping a paw down to rub at his crotch through  \nhis jeans, Keirn murred quietly and closed his eyes, a vivid picture of Miles in his mind's  \neye. Keirn undid his zipper and pulled his blue briefs down to expose his long, black  \nsheath. The tip of Keirn's cock was peeking out from its sheath; Keirn rubbed it with his  \npaw, shivering at the touch. Slowly Keirn's entire eight inches slid from its sheath, red  \nand glistening. Keirn continued to murr softly as he stroked his cock, his eyes half  \nclosing as an intense wave of pleasure washed through him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Keirn massaged his balls gently, moaned quietly in satisfaction. Pre oozed from his slit  \nand travelled down his cock, running on to Keirn's paw. Keirn lifted his paw and sniffed;  \nthe smell was alluring, and sweet. Slowly, curiously, Keirn slid a pre-soaked paw-finger  \ninto his mouth, running his tongue over the sticky liquid. It tasted mysterious, almost  \nlike salty honey. Keirn immediately loved the taste and wanted more.  \n  \nKeirn's breathing quickened as he pawed faster, licking up every drop of pre that escaped  \nfrom his rock hard cock. Then Keirn paused, an idea forming in his head. He thought about  \nwhat it would feel like to have a huge, throbbing dick inside of his virgin pucker. With a  \nnaughty smile, Keirn licked the index paw-finger of his free paw and lowered it down toward  \nhis hole. Moving his tail out of the way, Keirn rubbed experimentally at his hole, feeling  \nthe soft pink muscle contracting underneath his paw-finger. Keirn sighed; it felt so good.  \n  \nWell, if I'm going to be a faggot, I might as well go for it, Keirn thought to himself.  \nStill stroking his pulsating cock, but slower than before, Keirn slowly pushed his paw-  \nfinger into his tight pucker. He gasped as an intense sensation echoed through his body; it  \nfelt absolutely amazing. Astonished, Keirn wiggled his finger, only to moan slightly louder  \nthan he intended.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The feeling was beyond recognition; Keirn had never felt so good in his life. He stuck  \nanother lubed finger inside his hole, intensifying the overwhelming pleasure. Slowly Keirn  \nfinger-fucked himself, stroking his cock and thrusting with his paw-fingers simultaneously  \nin a fast, hard rhythm. Keirn felt his knot form as his climax drew near; pre leaking in a  \ncontinuous stream from Keirn's dick. In his mind, Keirn pictured Miles again, with his  \nsweet smile and toned body. That was all it took to send Keirn over the edge; he stifled a  \nyell as his orgasm hit, hot thick cum streaming in white ropes from his throbbing cock,  \nlanding on his shirt and his chin.  \n  \nKeirn sat still, bathing in the post-climactic euphoria. As he licked his own seed from his  \nchin, in his mind's eye, Miles winked cheekily and disappeared. Keirn chuckled to himself  \nand stripped out of his clothes, stepping into clean, cum-free ones.  \n  \nKeirn uttered two words which no one else heard as he descended the stairs for dinner.  \n  \n\"I'm gay.\"  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Miles lay on his bed, thinking about the events of the day.  \n  \nWhat had he been thinking? That white wolf who had run off, tears in his eyes, must have  \nbeen the nice black wolf's boyfriend. Miles cringed at the memory and batted himself  \nlightly on the forehead with a fist.  \n  \n\"Stupid,\" the fox berated himself.  \n  \nMiles lay still, not being able to take his mind off of the lovely black wolf. Keirn, it  \nwas such a pretty name, Miles thought dreamily.  \n  \nNo, he thought sternly. I won't ruin someone else's relationship for selfish reasons.  \n  \nBut he only told you he was gay today, a little voice in Miles head whispered. And he was  \npretty upset. Maybe the other wolf doesn't know yet.  \n  \nMiles contemplated this; Keirn sure had seemed upset. Was he the first person Keirn had  \ntold? Miles hoped against hope that it was so; how could he resist such a good looking  \ncanine?  \n  \nMiles fell asleep thinking of Keirn, and so, naturally, dreamt of him.  \n  \nIn his dream, Miles was alone with Keirn in his bedroom. Keirn slowly stripped off his dark  \nblue T-shirt to reveal toned pectorals and rock hard abs. The wolf's violet eyes were  \nslanted, in a \"come-hither\" look. The black wolf beckoned to Miles, who stumbled forward  \nand clung to Keirn in a desperate hug. Miles wanted the dream to be real so badly that,  \nwhen he finally awoke, his face fell with pure disappointment.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The only thing that comforted Miles was the assurance that he would Keirn again, very soon.  \n  \nOnly a few hours, Miles thought...  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nThe sun shone brightly onto Keirn's bed through the window; Keirn found himself genuinely  \nexcited to go to school, for two reasons. The first and main reason was to see Miles again.  \nBut the second reason was that Keirn was worried about Spot; his friend had never seemed so  \nupset.  \n  \nTo Keirn's intense irritation, Spot was not at school that day. Keirn sulked on his way to  \nhis locker, only to break into a private grin as he saw his favourite fox approaching him.  \nMiles smiled at Keirn, a genuine, friendly smile that warmed Keirn's heart. Then, Miles  \nspoke.  \n  \n\"I'm sorry, Keirn,\" he said, a regretful look on his face. \"I didn't mean to hurt your  \nfriend.\"  \n  \nKeirn wanted to reach out and hug the little fox to ease his sorrow; instead, he waved a  \nhand nonchalantly at Miles.  \n  \n\"He'll be okay, he's tough, Spot is,\" Keirn said reassuringly. Miles giggled rather  \ngirlishly at the name.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Spot? Is that his real name?\" Miles said. Keirn shook his head, giggling along with Miles.  \n\"No, his real name is Spurk, but everyone calls him Spot. You'll see why when you meet  \nhim.\"  \n  \nMiles nodded and averted his gaze.  \n  \n\"So...umm...\" Miles hesitated, not sure where to start.  \n  \n\"Am I the only one you've told? About...you know?\" Miles winced, not wanting to make Keirn  \nuncomfortable.  \n  \nBut Keirn's expression didn't falter. \"Yes, you're the only person who knows,\" Keirn said,  \ngrimacing slightly.  \n  \nMiles felt like dancing. Now he knew that he had a chance with Keirn.  \n  \n\"That's great!\" he exclaimed, before chagrin coloured his cheeks a delicate pink. \"Oh, um,  \nI mean, well, it's just that...I'm gay too!\" Miles beamed at Keirn.  \n  \nKeirn beamed back. He was very lucky; he had revealed his sexuality to the one person who  \nwould truly understand.  \n  \nThen, he faltered, remembering the previous day and the near-kiss. He glanced around,  \nmaking sure they were alone, and spoke softly to Miles.  \n  \n\"Is that â€\" well, I mean â€\" did you try to kiss me yesterday?\" Keirn said, blushing  \nimmediately. Miles laughed, a gentle, bubbly sound.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Well, yes, I did,\" Miles confessed. He looked into Keirn's eyes, which were shining like  \namethysts. Keirn stared back into Miles' sapphire eyes.  \n  \n\"I hope I didn't freak you out or anything,\" Miles murmured. Keirn shook his head slightly,  \nhis gaze still focused on Miles' eyes.  \n  \nMiles gathered his courage and looked straight at Keirn.  \n  \n\"Would you like to go out on a date, with me?\" Miles asked.  \n  \nKeirn was taken aback. Things were moving so fast already; he was a barely out-of-the-  \ncloset teenage gay who had a crush on a male fox, when just two days ago he'd been a  \nstereotypical, heterosexual wolf.  \n  \n\"I...I...\" Keirn stammered. Looking into Miles' deep blue eyes, seeing the yearning there,  \nKeirn found his answer.  \n  \n\"Yes, I would love to go on a date with you.\" Keirn smiled as Miles grinned jubilantly.  \n  \nAround the corner, Spot withdrew from his listening post and hung his head. Eavesdropping  \nhad turned out to be more trouble than it was worth. The last thing Spot saw was Keirn and  \nMiles lightly touching paws before departing for their separate classes.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Well, that's part 2 done! Will Spot reveal his secret? Will Keirn and MIles finally kiss? Find out in part 3, coming soon (I hope!)  \n  \n\n"}