FREEDOM PART 2
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Story by Runtt Wah
Alex is copyright his player.
Beige, Charles, Jack, Cherry and Paulo are copyright Runtt Wah
This story is a work of fan fiction and does not have any relation to Life In The Co-Op, or the characters within. Beige, Charles & Jack appear courtesy of Runtt Wah.
"FREEDOM"
PART 2
Above the door is a tattered awning. The words etched into the fabric barely read "The Hot Spot". Underneath, flickering from bright to dim is a lamp, obviously in need of some re-wireing. Strange noises come from every direction. The unpleasant atmosphere weighs heavy on the fox, but he's determined. He waits for a long time. The night air grew colder with every second.
"Did he leave already? I didn't hear anyone." he said to himself.
Letting out a deep sigh, "This was a mistake."
The fox kicks a stone across the alleyway. The sound bounces off the walls as it travels down into the dark. Alex is calling it quits.
He starts his journey back to his lonely little apartment when there's a clicking of the door. He turns, quickly, to see that giant bull bouncer, he encountered earlier, walk out.
"Shit, it's just 'HIM'." Alex pouts.
Behind the bull, the fox overhears a loud, giggling voice, cracking some of the filthiest jokes he's sheltered ears have ever heard. Out walks a few of the performers. The little snow leopard, a white mouse, a large lynx and behind him, hanging on his shoulders, a very drunk Beige. It's all the lynx could do to hold the rabbit up. They all looked very different out of their costumes and make-up. Gathering more courage, the fox approaches the wild crowd.
"uh.....hi?", he says shaking nervously, not forgetting what had happened just moments before with that same bull.
The bull gets between them, crossing his arms and glaring, ready to toss the fox aside.
"Drown bloy!", the rabbit hollers from over his shoulder. Chake a powdrer, JaaHAck. He'd snot seem mery vichous. His head lazily falls back as he talks into the lynx's ear, "HhhHold nee up, Shunuck drear.
Charles holds Beige up, carrying him over to Alex. The others just watch and giggle.
"Whhh....hooo arrrre youhhhhoo?" Beige asks, his speech slurred heavily from drinking.
"I...uh......m..my name is....a ....Alex, sir... a.. mam? " He said nervously.
"Ahand djusht wHAT do jyou wahant? Why youhoo shnicking'round black here......?"
Alex composes himself, knowing he won't get another opportunity like this. He concocts a story as fast as his brain could work.
"I really need to talk to you. My name is Alex. I'm new around here and I need a job. I saw your show. I think I could fit in well, with the right training.
He lets out a long sigh. "Look, this is hard for me. I came to New York to get away from my family. I'm all alone and........"
He's cut off with uproarious laughter. They were all laughing. Even Jack, the ever ominous presence, was grinning ear to ear.
"Like we haven't heard THAT story a million times!" said the mouse. Charles, on the other hand, was quite composed. He hangs the limp rabbit over the arms of Jack, "Here, dear, hold him for a second, would you?", and steps to the young fox.
"You're quite a brave soul... Alex was it? This isn't exactly the safest place to be roaming around alone at night."
"I know. I'm kinda lost right now. A little desperate too.", the fox replied.
"Do you have a place around here? You seem like a trustworthy guy. If not, you can come back to my place and we'll talk in the morning."
The lynx was soft spoken and graceful. His voice was calming. As he talked, Alex became more at ease.
"My apartment is a twenty minute train ride to the lower west side.", said the fox.
"Twenty minutes, huh. Well, this is not a great time to be on the subway, would you like to come back to my place? I promise you will be completely safe. There are no ulterior motives, my dear fox." Charles said, bowing to Alex in his well mannered fashion."
Alex smiled, now noticing what a hunk Charles is. And that bulge in his pants left little to the imagination.
"I guess so. I don't want to be a bother." he said.
"Pish posh! It's no bother at all." Charles replied.
Charles then addresses the others, "Okay, boys, we'll see you all Monday for rehearsal. Make sure you bring your music, oh and Jack, if you're available, we'll be at Tail Theater next Friday." Jack smiles and nods, passing the nearly unconscious Beige off to Charles.
As they walk off, Alex turns to Charles... "He doesn't say much, does he?"
"No, and that's for the best.", said the lynx, with a grin. "Shall we?" Charles holds out his empty arm for Alex to take hold. Alex graciously accepts the muscular invitation, wrapping his arm under as they both walk back to his apartment, Beige in tow.
The scenery changed drastically from block to block. From the dreary streets of the night clubs, the area became upscale. Old warehouses turned into newly remodeled, loft styled condominiums. Alex was taken back. He, Charles and Beige approach a set of steps, framed with cast iron railings, leading up to a large brick building. The lynx dials in a numbered code onto a keypad screen that unlocks the large security door. The hallway is dingy and dim. A few steps in, they come to another large door. This one is different. Charles props Beige up against the wall, using a nearby bench to keep him from sliding. He bends down, taking hold of a strap and lifts. The door separates from the middle, opening half into the floor and half into the ceiling, revealing another gate. He parts that one from side to side. It's an industrial lift. Grabbing Beige, the three enter. Charles then pulls the strap down, allowing the doors to close with a soft "bang" and closes the inner gate.
"This place is different. I've never seen anything quite like it." Alex said, looking up at the lynx.
"Yes, it's quite a place." he replies, smiling.
"Mmmfurmer gapokey blleehch nimmmmm........." Beige murmurs, incoherently.
Sliding a large metal lever, the lift starts up, with an intense jar, rocking the car. Alex holds the walls, wedging himself in the corner, tightly. Charles laughs, "You've obviously never been on an old elevator before?" Alex, startled replies, "No. This is all new to me." The ride smoothes out before the car comes to another jarring halt. "We're here." Charles says.
The door opens into a large, seemingly endless room. Wood floors with strategically placed oriental rugs, tasteful furniture, paper lamps and room dividers, a stainless steel kitchen area, a fully stocked bar, an inclosed bathroom surrounded by thick, cubed, smoked glass walls, and, not to mention the very large bed against the back wall. All spaced out, very simple and functional.
"WOW!" Alex exclaims, never before seeing a living quarters so spacious and elegant.
Charles looks back over his shoulder with a grin as he locks up the lift door and sends it back down.
He lies Beige down on the sofa, in the center of the room. Beige still somewhat conscious, wraps his arms around Charles and licks him across the muzzle.
"Charming as always, dear.", he says sarcastically.
The young fox looks out the large glass windows down the the street and then over the city, impressed by it all.
The lynx fixes some tea, placing it on a tray, and brings it over to the living room table.
Addressing Alex, "Come, sit down dear.", patting the the seat next to him.
Alex does as he's asked, sitting beside Charles.
"Tea?", the lynx offers him.
"Sure." he replies.
Alex takes a sip. The flavor and aroma are very relaxing.
"This is really good!" he says, admiring the lynx's physique. His well toned abs and arms, and that large bulge between his legs.
The young fox begins fantasizing about what Charles must look like in the nude. He shivers with delight as he takes another sip of the tea. HIS motives are very 'ulterior'.
Quite happy in the moment, the fox leans into Charles's side, rubbing his cheek against the lynx's arm. Startled by this sudden move, Charles, in his comforting manner, smiles and puts his arm around the fox, not realizing Alex has plans. Once his arm is around him, Alex nuzzles into the large cat's chest, careful not to spill his tea. He breaths deep Charles's sent. A light, flowery perfume followed by a spicy musk. The fox sinks deeper into his chest.
"Hmmm, it seems YOU have something in mind. You're not hear for a job interview. Am I right?" Charles asks.
"What gives you that impression?" Alex replies, his face almost euphoric as he looks into his eyes.
Charles laughs lightly, "Well, either you're very friendly, or extremely horny, judging by the tent in your jeans."
"Oh, and what would you do if I were horny?" Alex asks, seductively eyeing the cat.
"Me, a young fox, on his own in a strange city, picked up by strangers, in unfamiliar surroundings. The conclusions are endless." he says, flopping back into the cushions of the sofa, stretching, allowing his fishnet top to creep up, revealing his bear tummy.
"I may just send you on your way, seeing that my mate is sitting across from us, on the couch, dear."
"You? Him? Are mated?!" the fox exclaims
"I thought Beige couldn't hold a relationship, according to Paulo, the rat down at the club. Anyways, don't you find me attractive?"
The fox is starting to think he won't get anywhere with Charles, but continues on, leaning forward, placing his paw to his chest .
Charles places his paw over Alex's, holding him gently.
"He and I have an open relationship, at 'his' request, but I tend not to go with others. And, don't believe everything that rat told you. Paulo's been trying to get into Ralph's pants forever." the lynx chuckles, his smile brightening the room.
"So, what's stopping Beige from from screwing Paulo? He's a handsome guy." asked Alex
"Paulo and Beige are both bottoms. Though Beige is a very dominant submissive. Meaning, he knows what he wants and isn't shy about telling you forcefully. To put it bluntly, he's a loud fuck. Paulo is just hot for tall rabbits." Charles replied with a laugh.
Alex smiles and slyly runs his paw down Charles's thigh, "Well, you sort of look bunny-ish, has Paulo ever hit on you? I mean, you're tall, handsome, large ears, cute stubby tail, not to mention your body! Seriously, you're the whole package."
Alex's paw wanders, softly guiding itself over the large lump between the lynx's legs. Feeling the size he could only imagine what it must look like out of it's restraints. He was giddy with delight, just thinking about it. Charles, is very aware of the fox's intensions. A lot of things are running through his mind. Looking down at him, he now notices how cute Alex is. Swimmers build, blond fur, feminine, the hot pink thong protruding from extremely tight denims that cradle his petite posterior. Charles's was getting aroused. He looks over to his mate, passed out on the large sofa.
"Hmm.... he and I won't be doing anything tonight. That's for sure. Should I take this kid's invitation?" he asks himself.
Charles stands up and stretches, almost pushing Alex aside. As his arms reach out, his shirt cracks open, revealing what the fox only felt just moments before. His eyes light up now actually seeing just how fit the large cat was. Charles walks over to his drunken mate, carefully undressing the rabbit down to his boxers, gently lifts his head, placing a pillow under it and drapes a blanket over him. He then removes his own shirt while walking to the shower. Alex doesn't know what to make of him. "What's he doing?"
The lynx looks back, over his shoulder, "Are you coming?"
Alex can't believe it. His patience seems to have finally paid off.
All he could do was stutter. "Uh...I..."
Charles disappears into the bathroom. Alex watches through the glass. The lynx appears to be undressing, his silhouette, a large blurred mass, moving to and fro, removing clothing and placing them aside. Hearing the shower turn on, he stands up, giving one last look at the sleeping rabbit, and makes his way to the entrance. The bathroom is set up much like a public bath. There are no doors. You enter and walk around a glass wall that blocks the view of anyone passing by. Steam encompasses the room, making it hard to see. It's fairly large, there's a urinal and a toilet to the left, followed by a large, marble counter with a stainless steel sink. Above it, following the length of the counter is a rectangular mirror adorned with miniature lights. As his eyes adjust to the foggy atmosphere, there's Charles, standing naked in front of him with a smirk. Alex's heart races, his legs turn to spaghetti, jaw gaping. He follows the length of Charles's body with his eyes. His beige chest and belly fur framed by brown, spotted fur. Every muscle seems to compliment each other as they flowed together in harmony right down to his feet. He now focuses on the one thing that captured his imagination. A ten inch appendage he so gleefully fondled through a pair of silk pants. The fox's muzzle began to salivate. He just stands there, his clothes dampening from the heat.
"Are you just going to stand there drooling, or are you going to strip and join me?" Charles asked, with a smile.
"Oh..... yeah... right.... strip." Alex said, taken back for a moment.
The young fox removes his fishnet tank top. His fur flutters through the tiny holes as he lifts it from his torso. The lynx eyeballs him, intently. Alex then unbuttons his jeans and peels them from his waist. Where the band was fastened is left a matted ring of fur. They were a little tighter than he realized. He rolls them off his thighs and down to his ankles, stepping out, a lovely blonde vision. All that is left is the hot pink thong, glowing amongst the steam, like a beacon in a deep fog. Charles steps to Alex, towering over the him, his paws running down the fox's back, gripping his firm rump. Alex quivers, barely able to stand. He's never been touched before. Charles's size and strength cause him to go limp. 'Snip', the lynx clips Alex's thong with a single claw, snapping the string. It falls to the wet, tile floor, exposing his sheath and partial erection. As nervous as he was, he was also enjoying every second.
"Don't worry, dear. I'll replace them." the big cat whispered into his ear, giving it a playful nibble.
Alex sinks into Charles's chest, breathing in his scent, returning the nibble with a lick to the lynx's nipple. It was as far as he could reach without standing on his tip toes.
With a peck to Alex's forehead, he turns him around, sliding his paws down his chest, tracing his curves, over and inside his thighs, biting the fox's neck. Alex responds with a throbbing erection, lifting his head back into the cat's chest, cheek to pecks. Charles brushes against it with the back of his paw. His thick, soft fur glides along the length, soaking up dribbles of pre-cum from the tip. Alex let's out a high pitched "YIP", at the sensation.
"Does that feel good, dear?" Charles asks.
Alex can only respond with heavy breathing and blissful sighs.
The feline continues, cupping the vulpine's testicles while gripping his penis, gently stroking it. Alex reacts by slowly moving his hips back and forth. Charles's then guides Alex to the counter, for support. He drops to one knee, lifting the fox's tail. He examines the tight little pucker which seems to be pulsating, begging for attention. The lynx obliges by running his thumb around the ring, prodding it. His bristled tongue begins licking the fox's balls, almost combing his sack fur. It traces up through his crevice, circling the virgin rosebud. Alex closes his eyes, his body quakes with pleasure. Not able to contain himself, he lets out a loud bark, spraying the countertop, and mirror with streams of cum. It was his first real orgasm. Charles was stunned at the speed in which Alex got off.
"This is going to be too easy." he said to himself.
"Oh my! That was quick. Do you think you have a little more in you to continue?" he asks the fox.
Alex is breathing to hard to answer right away. He holds fast to the edge of the sink. Settling down, he looks back at Charles, kneeling behind him, "I made a mess of your mirror."
The cat looks up to see the fox's milk tracking down the fog covered mirror.
He chuckles, "You should see the mess Ralph makes when he orgasms. Nothing is speared." he smiles.
Alex smiles back. Charles stands up, pulling the fox close, lifting his muzzle to his own, giving him a passionate kiss. Alex notices the large cat is still erect. He marvels at the size.
"I suppose it's your turn, kitty cat." he says, playfully tugging at the massive appendage.
"I think I know where you can hide this for awhile." He strokes the feline member, barely able to fit his paw around it. For Alex, it was like holding on to a railing.
"Are you sure you want to go that rout, dear? It may be a little too much for a first timer." the cat replies.
"This has been a night of firsts for me. Why not cap it off by being fucked by a cat three times my size?" Alex giggles swishing his rump.
"Alright dear. Don't say I didn't warn you." Charles said with an evil grin.
Alex stands facing the lynx, not really needing to kneel down. Lifting the mass to his lips, he takes his first lick of a real penis. So many new experiences fill his mind as he savors the flavor of pre-cum. The saltiness followed up with a sweet finish. He nuzzles the shaft, brushing his cheek against it, smelling the musk radiating from the large orbs hanging at the back. Charles is impressed with the his skills. He watches with delight as his cock is worshipped by the young fox. Not able to get his muzzle around it, Alex laps and nurses the head keeping a firm grip at the base. He runs his tongue the length of member, almost curling it around. The feline is now fully erect.
"There, I think you're ready." Alex says, licking his lips.
Charles turns the fox around and reaches for a small bottle of lubricant. Alex gleefully lifts his tail. The cat pops the lid and squeezes a modest helping into his paw. He then applies it to the fox's tailhole, circling the entrance and pushing a single finger in. Alex shutters, a little surprised. He's never had anything penetrate him before. Charles prods, twisting his finger in and out, loosening him up then adds a second finger, and a third, widening him further. The sensation Alex is feeling is intense and a little painful.
He reacts digging his nails into the countertop.
"There. I think you're as lose as you're going to get." said the big cat.
"Are you sure you want to go though with this?" he asks the fox.
Alex nods yes and braces himself. Charles lifts his penis to the fox's rump, rubbing it along his crack. He drips more lubricant, coating his shaft well, pushing the tip to Alex's pucker and slowly guiding it in. There's a little resistance.
"You need to relax, dear." Charles says in a low, soothing voice.
"Just let yourself open up. It'll go easier that way."
Alex listens to Charles, trying his best to relax his sphincter. Charles pushes in, once again, this time going further in. Alex let's out a loud gasp. As Charles penetrates, Alex grits his teeth. It's a lot more painful than he first suspected.
"Okay, this is where you need to really relax your muscles, dear. Let yourself go. The pain will subside."
Alex does as Charles instructs allowing him to slide smoothly into him.
"There you go. Feel better?" the lynx asks.
"Mmmmmph............." Alex whimpers.
Charles begins to move in and out of the fox's rump, slow at first then increasing speed with every thrust. He hasn't had anyone this tight in years. The fox's warmth cradles the feline member as passes along his inner walls. Alex is immobile, frozen in place. His legs are about to give out. All he can do is breath and try to bare the pain. Charles envelopes the him, placing one paw on Alex's hip and the other cradling his cock. He begins stroking him off to the rhythm of his thrusts. The fox lets out another loud 'Yip' as he's brought to orgasm a second time. Charles can feel the warm semen in his palm. He pounds Alex hard, reaching climax. He lets out a huge roar, erupting inside the fox's ass, sending stream after stream of cum into his inner sanctum. He holds Alex through the last of his convulsions, growing limp inside him. Charles slides his penis from Alex, leaving a trail of cum dripping from his tailhole. Alex falls back into the cat's arms, not able to stand totally on his own.
"My legs are all wobbly." he giggles.
Charles laughs, "YOU asked for it, didn't you? Are you disappointed?"
"No." Alex replies. "I just won't be walking straight, or sitting comfortably for a couple of weeks. But, it was worth it."
The vulpine stands on his tiptoes and meets Charles in a deep, passionate kiss.
"How about a shower, sweetheart?"
"Sure."
His night fulfilled into the wee hours of the morning, although not exactly as he planned, Alex joins Charles in the shower. Water hits them from every direction, washing away the smell of seed and musk. As they embrace, Alex seems to feel he's found a mentor. Charles is just glad to have met such a lovely and impetuous fox. He reminded him of a certain rabbit he fell in love with a few years before.
The End