{"sf1_id":1131230,"sf2_id":"zeRZy03e","title":"Legend of the Red Fox","author":"charles_they","words":271,"posted_at":"2017-01-26T02:23:52.000Z","tags":["Anal","Cum","Epic","Fox","Gay","M","M/M","Male","Male/Male","Oral","Poem","Poetry","Red Fox"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1131230-legend-of-the-red-fox","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/zeRZy03e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/21/b1/21b1b68c-3276-49a1-8438-b04facff18f0","description":"A (small) epic on a red fox's journey to Hell.","content":"### Legend of the Red Fox\n\nA red troublesome fox who did often turn tricks—\n\nA vulpine so fine with verve in his gait—\n\nHe found himself flustered when deprived of his fix;\n\nHe floundered and fretted, searching to sate;\n\nHis cure unconcoted, the fox made his own mix—\n\nThree frog-footed dogs whose legs numbered eight—\n\nA half-dozen cat eggs, parchment inked with a six;\n\nFeathers and gold somehow equal in weight;\n\nThe cold cauldron he mixed with a few careful kicks—\u0026nbsp;\n\nNo hours had passed, and yet long did he wait—\n\nThe fox bundled the brew between bunches of sticks;\u0026nbsp;\n\nUnable to drink, the mixture he ate;\n\nHe felt he was melting, delivered unto the Styx,\n\nAnd to the hard-ons of hell, to those demon-y dicks;\n\nThough disturbed and perturbed, he was still a red fox—\n\nHis thirst intrinsic,\u0026nbsp;incessant,\u0026nbsp;innate—\n\nHis power to take castles and towers of cocks;\n\nHis meaning momentous,\u0026nbsp;a predestined fate;\n\nHis family fondness,\u0026nbsp;an affliction, a pox—\n\nThe one thing on which a Tod does fixate—\n\nAn unending need to help one off with one's rocks;\n\nWhenever in heat, a fox does await;\n\nThe land of his stranding was devoid of all clocks—\n\nInfernals eternal, he was their mate—\n\nAnd they fucked him in front of the souls at the stocks;\n\nFrom there to the gates, the seat of the state;\n\nWhere the Princes of Hell locked the fox in a box—\n\nAfter rivers of cum came the keys to its locks—\n\nYet when offered return (and a ride from an ox),\n\nIn the palace of phallus did stay the red fox.\n\n* * *\n\n-Charles Michael Averin","series":{"name":"Erotic/NSFW","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1132397-letters.json"}}