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Act 1

I don't know how to start this story. I don't even know which point of my life that goes into the story, but I'm going to tell it anyway, because It's one hour to midnight and I'm alone in my apartment drinking red wine and watching rerun of old Christmas movies in my blanket, the distant sound of car engines and murmurs fades into the background. I think this is the part where that fox kit hits the two burglars -who were both played by weasels - got hit by a swinging paint bucket, I grin

It was five years ago... wait, I think it's six? I'm pretty sure it's six, yeah. I just got accepted into a college upstate that has a great science program, but really it's the cold that sold it for me, I lived out most of my childhood living in the southern part of the country where winter means it just rains a lot. I've always wanted to live where it snows, it's just one of those things that you just want for no reason. I guess it have something to do with the fact that I'm an arctic fox

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The dorm room is a 2 by 2 with a single bed and a wardrobe that can only fit half of my clothes and the other will have to stay in my suitcase. The first thing I noticed is the smell of a newly painted wall, the markings on the side of the wooden table, where my laptop is clumsily placed close to the edge. I catch a weak scent on the bed, where I sit mindlessly looking to the closed door, the scent is from a ram? Or a deer? I get that grassy smell but not as strong when they're sheep, deer are a lot muskier I think, it couldn't have been ram because I don't smell any dirt on it. I don't know what's with ram and the smell of dirt, maybe it was because the only ram I've ever met was Alan 3rd grade and he used to shove me into the ground and my brain formed that association

I look over to my phone glowing bright against the growing darker room, it's been blowing up with missed calls and text messages. I walk over to turn on the light and pick up my phone, i watch thoughtfully onto my screen phone, takes me a while to hit dial back

"Alex?" my father's gruff voice familiar to my ear, I feel my tail lashes softly against the wooden floor. "I've been calling you for an hour, where have you been?"

I relaxed myself on the chair. "I just got back, I was unpacking then went out for a while and got lost looking for food, left my phone in my room" I walked around the campus until I found the main gate and from there I retrace my step back to my dorm. I wonder how many times I have to get lost around here until I can know my way around

"Always have your phone with you" his tone less tense now. "How is it there? Do you like your room?"

"A little bit tinier than what it looks like on the brochure. less lighting too, also the blindfold doesn't close all the way through" I was thinking maybe tying up a blanket so no one can see into my room because it's directly facing the front lawn and I'm on the first floor, so anyone can just peek in. He's silent, waiting for me to finish that thought, maybe already arranging for me to move into another place. "It's fine, dad"

"Ah, that's good to hear. I talked to your aunt Callie, she said she can do dinner Saturday, so I'll be there Friday evening, maybe we can go out see if you need anything else for your room" I look out the window where a group of bobcats sitting and chatting under the tree, one of them has a guitar on his lap occupied with talking to an attractive girl next to him. "Also I'm gonna need your building manager's number, just in case"

I sigh. "You don-... fine, I'll try asking" I know if I don't get it for him, he'll just go here and ask it himself. "is that all? Because I still have two boxes left to go through and I'd really like to take a shower before going to bed"

"One last thing, your boyfriend dropped by, he said that you didn't tell him you were moving today" he says plainly

I fiddle with the leather on my laptop case, not really enthusiastic about discussing my love life with my own father, but he promised me that I'll open up more about my life when I came out to him. "we're on a break... I'll deal with him later" my ears all the way back now, I'm glad we didn't video chat because dad would've thought something was wrong and pursue this even further

"Okay" he says. "Give me a call tomorrow when you're all settled in alright?" He takes my silent as confirmation. "Alright... I'm driving home now, we talk later okay?"

"Yeah" I say as he hangs up. The room fills with silence again before the sound of steps outside start to register again. I sit in my bed for a while, just sitting there trying to imagine spending the next four years here, but I bring myself to get up and finish unpacking some of my stuff

It takes me two hours, from sorting out my clothes and arranging them into my wardrobe, to running the cables to my laptop and the only power outlet is on the other side of the room from desk so I had to run all around the room and tuck it carefully around the bed legs. I only bring two pictures, a framed one of me and my dad on my graduation and the other I kept it on my wallet, a small picture from a trip to a mountain lodge where it was raining the whole time that we were there, we had been stuck inside the cabin playing board games and eating canned food, it's still one of the best memories of my childhood, I still can remember the smell and the taste of that canned meat and the smell of the egg cooking in the wooden kitchen. The picture is of me, my Dad, and Aunt Callie packing up to go home, exhausted and happy

I put the framed picture on the farther edge of my desk, next to my laptop and stare at it for a while. Everyone says we look a lot alike, frankly I don't see it. Dad has a broader muzzle and squarer jaws, while I have a curved muzzle and much rounder face all around. Though we do share the same eye color, the deep green like the shade of leaf, his are slightly darker if you really look at it. We also share the same pelt, a darker white through our neck ruff and into our chest, and a pair of grey shade on our ears, mine is much pointier though. He's a little bit taller than me, heavier too, not by a lot. He has a much stockier build and I'm a lot leaner, but I can see myself growing into his build, which isn't really that bad considering that he doesn't work out

I spend another hour sorting out more of my stuff and put the rest of it under my bed to finish later. It's early noon when I take a shower, the showers is for every student on the corridor so I can't leave my shampoo there which means I have to remember bringing it every time I go to shower which adds another thing I should keep track of, at least the water is warm

I get another call while drying off my fur, it's still damp so I sit on my bed, with a towel over my waist. "Alex!" I give my towel a small tug, it's coming loose. "Dude you gotta come down here man! They're having a party and there's hot chicks and free booze!" Piers with his usual overly enthusiastic tone that I've grown to tolerate. He's the only friend from my high school that got accepted here and to be completely frank, I'm glad he's the only one. It's nice to have a fresh start, because usually most graduates from my town go to the same college, which is the Uptown Woodman liberal art. Piers Is a 5 foot 6 red fox with all of the traits of being a red fox, I guess If I could describe him in one word, he's twitchy. His fur is a lot brighter than most red foxes I've seen (which isn't a good comparison since I see most of red foxes from TV), he's a lot more orange than red, which only makes his dark brown ears seemingly out of place from the rest of his body

"When did you get here?" I say simply

"I just got here"

"And you already going to a party?"

"They're handing out the fliers when I drop my stuff off" I can hear him walking now. "You really gotta come down here man"

"I... don't think I can, I still hav-"I look at the stack of books and smaller boxes on the floor

"Come on!" I began to protest but he continues. "Are you really gonna skip this one out to- what you do nerds do anyway? Watch star wars?" I grin a little and look out the window, the bobcats are gone now. "What do I have to do to make you come down here?"

"I want to, but I have this book where the main character is a hot wolf who can see into the future and the past, hate to miss that" I pass it off as a joke, but it really is a great book and I'd like to sneak off the first three chapters before going to bed. He doesn't reply, I hear his fingers tapping impatiently. "Fine, where do I meet you?"

"In front of football stadium" I can hear him physically smiling, I'm guessing bot of his pointy ears are perking up now too. "Don't wear a polo, try your vest, it makes you look gayer" I'm almost certain he meant that seriously

"Oh you'd like that wouldn't you" I counter

"Just shut up and get here already" he hangs up

It takes me barely ten minutes to change from my plain t shirt to a dark grey long sleeves with a bright maroon vests over it. It adds well to my figure because something shorter than a long sleeve will make my fur look fluffy, especially here in this cold. The jeans I wear isn't as tight as the other ones, it fits just right, but I expect college to be a lot more stressful which means I'll be eating a lot, it'll take me no time to grow into this jeans. I apply some cologne before taking off, vanilla scented, very exotic

This time I didn't get lost. The football stadium is the first thing you'll notice when you walk in this campus, I just take a few turns and once I get to the main road, I can find it easily. It doesn't take long for me to find him, especially with his red fur against the white snow, he's wearing a plain black t-shirt of some rock band I might have heard before. His ears perks up as he sees me approaching

"The king of the nerd emerges" he pats me on my shoulder. I guess I haven't seen him in a while, he looks a little bit taller than he is on our graduation, puts on a bit of weight too. He's still as bouncy as ever, though. "You won't regret bailing on your world of Warcraft party tonight"

"Har har" we start walking towards the northern part of the campus, where I think the frat houses are, or maybe just a park, I don't remember. The smell of forest here are stronger, for some reason. Not that we didn't have any trees back in Moresville, but here the nature here feels more present I suppose

We make small talk for the walk, he told me that his dad is up on his tail about working the family bakery, which he and his father got in a big fight that later they make up. He says that he'll just find a nice vixen so she can work the bakery, then I ask him about who will take care of the cubs, he just laugh and says that he'll cross that bridge when he gets there. We talk about our friends too and who is going where and who is flunking school to get married or work at minimarket, which we get a small laugh at their expense, they're assholes anyway. It was going great until he asks me

"So I heard you and Clyde broke up" I snap my head to that, he must've seen my face questioning. "He made a post about it, didn't you read it?"

"What post?!" I demand. He scrounges his pocket for his phone and swipe it expertly, takes him just a few seconds to show me a wall of text from a user that just changed his profile picture from a picture of us smiling to a picture of him standing in front of an art gallery, the same one that I brought him to six months ago. I take the phone off of his hands and we stop in the middle of the sidewalk, I skim the whole thing but there are parts that stands out like Bitch or Restless manbaby with an ass that barely pass for 6 at best. "Christ, what is wrong with him?!"

"Look calm down, I know you're not anything like what he wrote there" his expression shifts, he's holding a giggle partly fail to do so, "like the part where he said you lie there for the whole thing and spend the rest 50 minutes bitching about how hard your recent debate matches are" he reads off the screen, God I hope my dad didn't read that

"I swear to god I'm gonna kill him" I small growl slips out of me

"Look Alex, you don't want t-"he says as he tries to wrestle my phone off of my hand. "Hey! Let's just have our fun first, you can call Clyde tomorrow when you're not pissed off and about to throw a car at him, maybe get someone to sleep with you, it'll do wonder for your sanity"

"Look I'm not gonna-"I finally get him to stop fighting my hand. "I'll just-, I'll text him or something, see if I can get him to take it down"

"Good" he says. "What happened anyway? Did you two get in a shouting fight or something?"

If you don't take that fucking thing down, I swear to god I'll drive down there myself and... kill him? Cut his dick off and shove it up his ass? ...do it myself, I settle for that, I know he would like getting a rise out of me. "There wasn't any fight, I just told him that I want to take a break from our relationship"

"Okay... so where did that post come from?"

I look away from my phone for a moment, we're already out of campus and into the housing neighborhood, where I assume the party is at. "I... didn't tell him that I'm moving out today, I guess he got pissed off"

"No kidding"

My phone beeped, piers ear perked towards me but quickly returns. You said we're gonna talk about it, but I guess you already decided for us already. Enjoy the spotlight foxy

"God damn him!" I don't mean to say that out loud, it just slips out

"He's not taking it down huh?"

"No, he's being a dense asshole" I resist an urge to throw my phone against the wall, instead I write I give you 2 hours or I'll post October 29th. I slip my phone back to my pocket, rage collecting in my chest and it comes out as a long huff of breath. "...but he'll take it down eventually, just a matter of how much it'll cost him"

"You don't wanna add more fuel to the fire Alex" he warns. "Clyde's a smart guy, it's just the heat of the moment I'm sure"

"It better be" I walk faster. "I can't deal with this shit right now"

"Well good thing we're drinking tonight, let Tomorrow-Alex deal with this mess" he pats my shoulder, it doesn't take me much convincing after that, I'm not spending the evening in a shouting fight with Clyde

Actually, I expected the party to be something more outdoor-y, in a park or a huge backyard or something, Piers said something about it being a sophomore welcoming party so I just assumed it's an official school event. The fact is it's just some party that a frat house threw for an excuse to get drunk and hooking up before the semester starts, I'm not really complaining, I guess we should've brought something for the host

We're only well over five minutes since we got here and Piers is already restless "Okay, I'm getting a drink and maybe chatting up those girls" he points to a corner where a bunch of canids girls standing in a corner near the stairs, occupied by watching the beer pong match that's going on in the middle of the room. "You're gonna be okay here alone?"

"Sure go ahead, it'll be my pleasure to witness such a spectacular failure" I grin to that, taking another sip from my red cup

"Oh screw you" he shoves my arm and takes off

"Ha! You'd enjoy that wouldn't you!" I say loud enough for him to hear, he returns a hand gesture. I stand against the wall, on my fourth cups now in the twenty minutes I've been here, watching in amusement of how hard he really tries, I think that's his main problem, he tries too hard sometimes. But I guess it works better than mine, which is silently waiting until the guy I want reads my mind and ask me out

There he goes with that weird smile he puts up when he's around other girls, I swear to god nothing bothers me more than seeing that fox smiling. I've been friends with that fox for, what? Four years now, we met on a camp the summer before our freshmen year started and when I found out he was going to the same school as I am, we latched on to each other and never let go... even after I came out, he still stuck around. I had expected him to not want to be around the faggot fox, but he stayed with me. Though he loves to crack jokes about it, like giving me hell when I linger my eyes too long on the cornerback's behind, or asking me which one of the wolves from that male stripper movie is my favorites

I had my doubts that he wasn't entirely straight himself, but even if he is he wouldn't tell me and I never asked. Maybe I'm just looking for zebras here, but I've caught him eyeing up some guys on our swimming classes, however I also caught him eyeing our female classmates running their routes, so maybe he goes both way, whichever, he'll tell me when he's good and ready

I spend the next half an hour of that party, listening to some edm songs I never heard of. Piers moved on to the second floor where he said 'The gymnist groupies are heading upstairs to smoke some weed' and invited me to join him. I decline and tell him to go ahead, I'm not much for pot, tried it once and hated it, I prefer blackout drunk anyway

I was ready to move on to the backyard to find some fresh air, the scent of sweat is getting strong and I'm pretty sure the broom closet is being used to shack up. I feel a tap on my shoulder

"Hey" a voice greets me, I turn around

"Hi" I reply in a restrained enthusiasm, a white and black border collie stood a little over half a foot taller than me, a pair of deep brown eyes almost completely black looking down. He's wearing a red sleeveless v-neck and a brown camouflage pants

"Freshmen?" he points his paw to my direction

"Yeah, you?"

"Second year, third now actually" he says, "Liking the campus?"

"Yeah, actually, I like the snow too" I physically will my tail to not start wagging furiously. "There's not much snow where I came from" his ears perk up to that, but I answer before he asks. "Moresville, small town south near the mountains"

"Ahh, I'm a local, always wanted to travel down south, I've been stuck here all my life" At this point I know that he is in my radar, strongly so, eerily similar smile piers puts up when he talks to a girl. I'd have to be a fool not to notice them. One thing does intrigue me though, how did he found me out? "This town, you either love it or hate it, the almost 12 months a year snow is not really for everybody"

"You stay with your parents here?" probably not the wisest thing to say, but I'm trying to draw more time to figure out how to ask him directly about the other thing

"Nah, parents live three hours away north, I stay with uncle, cheaper than renting a place" he replies simply, advancing his body towards me, pushing me closer to the wall. I smile to that not so subtle gesture and the smile he puts up when I look up to him, he knows that I know. People may have pays some attention to us, if so none of them care enough to voice it. "You?"

"Dorm" I fiddle with my cup a little bit "So does your uncle have any rules on an overnight visitor or...?" I'm becoming less subtle too

"He's outta town" he was so quick I'm almost sure he has that ready to say. "But he's pretty chill about visitor" he then adds

"Okay then mind showing the new fox around the local then?"

"Not at all" he offers his hand as I take it. We slips through the crowd and I catch a glimpse of some of people's eyes on us, the collie wasn't exactly hiding how he's guiding me with his hands. Oh shoot, I forgot one thing

I catch up to him when we're out of the house, on the door steps. "You didn't tell me your name"

He smiles amused. "Didn't think that was necessary" I don't flick an ear on that, he's trying to mess with me, but he answers anyway. "Robbie"

"Hmm, nice to meet you Robbie" I say brushing my tails against his legs

"And what should I call you, foxy?" my fur stands at that, Clyde used to call me that, with the same possessive tone

I recover quickly, not quickly enough though. "It's Alex" it comes out flat, Robbie catch a little bit of that

"Okay, I'll call you Alex then..." he says, afraid that he may have offended me. We stop at a car that parked just a few steps from the house front. I thought that we were walking back to his home, he notices my questioning look when he says. "Don't worry, I haven't had a drink, I drew the shortest straw, I'm my friends' designated driver"

"And you're just going to leave them here?"

"Cute fox over drunken frats, there's no contest there isn't there" he grins, I chuckle at that

We get in the car, it's a nice car. Nice enough for me to guess that his parents must be rich, richer than mine at least. My dad had to take out a loan to buy me a mid-tier used car, but I didn't ask for it, so it was a pleasant surprise when he told me he's buying me one. I realize that we've been silent, over the occasional smile at each other, so I slipped a paw to his thigh to get thing started

"Eager -eh fox?" he flick a grin at my direction

"Just been a long day" I say, slowly rubbing my paw on his lap, closer and closer to his slowly growing bulge. Even with the AC on I can smell him from where I sit, I retract my hand, just in case that he is one of those explode-at-touch type. At least I get to see him naked before we finished, so I can have something for my shower fantasy, just in case I needed it

"I bet you it'll be an even longer night" he says without turning his head, I can a smile curves. He shuffles with his hand and plays a song, only asking me if it was okay after he hits starts. It's a pretty nice song I guess, one of those radio hits I think

"Oh!" I just remember. "I forgot to ask, how did you know I was... your type?"

"Gay?"

"Bottom"

"What makes you think I'm a top?"

"Are you a top?"

"Of course" he chuckles softly, placing a paw between my ears to rub it. I don't expect that, but it actually makes me more relaxed around him. "I just thought you were cute and go with my gut to come up and say hi, worst case: you're straight"

"Hmmm" I purr softly at his hand, probably getting too comfortable at this. "Now I'm curious, how did you know I wasn't straight?"

"Now that one I wasn't going with my gut" he says, I stop and look at him

"I was that obvious?" I feign a hurt tone, but break into a smile immediately

"If you're really looking, it should be obvious"

"So were you really looking?"

"Mostly, I like what I see too" he says. "Also I saw three girls come up to you clearly interested and say hi and you just brush them off, two of which has a nice rack" I flash a grin, so he quickly adds "-I've been told"

"Actually I don't mind if you go both ways" I lean in closer to him. "Or even just a tourist"

"I wish!" He laughs at that" then I don't have to listen to my mother talking me about how great life is with a wife to take care of my every need"

"She said those words?"

"Not exactly those words" he catches what I was implying. "Parents, what can you do"

"Uh huh" I say in compliance. "Well let's just focus on what we're about to do, I don't want to think of them when I'm under you" I add another with a slight giggle. "Or when I'm on top of you"

My paw wanders back to his thigh, now I look back at his crotch, showing me promise that this will be a great night, I don't doubt that he can go bigger

"Just-ahh... a couple more turns" he says, his tongue lulling out in response to my rubbing dangerously close to his groin

We don't waste time once we're off the car, as he unlocks the door and our muzzles locked, he guides me to a room upstairs, first door to the right, where we continue our little dance. Only breaking our kiss to take off his vest and me unbuttoning my shirt, desperate to be with each other

I was on my back when he push me softly to his bed, paws interlocked with each other. He taste exactly like how he smell, full canine. Not as strong as foxes, but canine definitely have a specific musk, and some of them always manage to excite me. One of the reason why I prefer canine, the other is- well, you know why

He traces his paw from my chest to my briefs, where he tugs it desperately. I lift my back up so he can free me off my undergarment, my member already half out, bobs on the reveal. I return the favor by unbuttoning his jeans, he's even bigger than I expected. He's already out almost to his knot now, leaking in pre and grinding it to my thigh

I free my muzzle from his to let out a satisfied groan to his grinding, he left a trail of sticky wet on my thigh and min pressed comfortable against his defined abs. He put a paw around my humble length, who is now too almost out thanks to his enthusiasm. He starts moving his paw, stroking it gently along the base of my length to its tip, producing a sizeable amount of pre

My body jerk into his paw, every thrust I feel like I'm on the edge of release, but not quite. The excitement builds as he nibbles on my neck with his canine, strong enough to put me on the edge of pleasure and pain, not strong enough to draw blood. His body motion mimics his paw, sound of bed creaks drops into the background, I can hear him growl into my neck and tremble through my ear. I wrap my hand around his torso, pushing mine upwards, telling him where I desperately want him

"I'm, hnn- I'm ready..." I barely manage to let out. "Do you... have?" his ears perks up worried, he stands from above me, knowing exactly what I meant. He scrounges his nightstand clumsily, sounds of hard objects and paper being toss around, I sit on the edge of the bed next to him, he's squatting over the nightstand and I catch a glimpse of him dripping on the floor

He finally finds a black bottle with the label peeled off, the smell is something that I'm familiar with, though Clyde may not be as... gifted, but he's still big enough for me to require it every time he enters me. I'm relieved that he has it because I don't know if I can take him dry without. "I... have condoms, but-" he trails off, "I prefer doing it without, but it's fine if you want me to wear it"

It doesn't make that much difference for the receiving end really, but Clyde says that it feels different wearing one, so I never made him wear one. Though after the conversation I had earlier with my dad today reminds me of something, so I say. "I'd like you to wear it" I say. "I made a promise with my parent"

He moves forward and kisses me again, pushing me onto the bed, his muzzle presses to mine, paws rubbing behind my ear. "It's totally okay" he says as he took out a small packet from his drawer and apply it on his pink member, it's really tight fit, I'm enjoying the view. He then spurts some of the lube to his finger and tease my tailhole with it. I feel his cold finger teasing the entrance, slowly spreading the tense opening with his blunt finger. I moan and cross my leg in response, he continue to play with my tail end before inserting the two finger. I gasp at the small intrusion, pushing both of my legs together, the feeling of anticipation of what is to come excites stirs my sheath even further, now fully out to my knot and dripping to my stomach

He continues to push it inside and outside, repeating that motion, a small tingle echoes on that tiny spot every time Rob's finger moves inside me, each time my cock twitches a little bit more. A small buildup of excitement collecting on my abdomen, pulsing in waves of pleasure from the wall of my hole to the tip of my cock, streaming like an uninvited surprise, each time excites me a little more and produce a white substance dripping from my tip. The teasing has gone long enough when I can feel every muscles in my body tenses, anticipating the inevitable, I grow desperate to have something to be put inside there

I rest a paw on his hand, he looks up to me. "I'm... ready" I say adding a small whimper that always work whenever I want something from Clyde, I guess it works with every guy because now he stop tending my hold and start pouring liquid on his paw and slicken his cock

"Are you sure you're ready?" he says, playing with his cock with one paw and the other rubbing more lube on my entrance. "... I'm pretty big, you know?"

"Hmm even better" I give a blissful smile "Just... don't go slow"

"Wasn't I supposed to be gentle?" his voice confused. "I mean, I'm jamming all of this in that small thing" he gestures at his pulsing cock

"It'll be painful either way" I say, "I'd rather it be over quickly". That's not really true, it'll be more painful if he's quick... but I guess I just prefer it to be somewhat painful, sometimes the small pain ache for a few days there and the feeling of something had filled me inside there excite me a little bit. "just don't start moving immediately once you're inside"

"Okay then..." He doesn't argue further, as I feel his tip pressing against my entrance. He stops there, before I can protest I feel the cold liquid pouring down to my hole where he's steady, he's being thorough and really not wanting to hurt me. It's sweet really, but at this point I'll shove my it myself if It comes to that

I'm on my back, looking up at him, having one hand carefully positioning his cock. He's hesitating, I rest my paw on his hand to assure him that I'll be fine, he returns my gesture with a smile

Before I know it, he sunk into me and I feel the rush of pain pulsing quickly through my body blanking every abstract thought I have, my member responds by growing even harder, if that's even possible. Despite my muffled scream, I encourage him to keep going by pushing my back into him, still not as fast as I'd like, but still as fast as he could without tearing me apart. I let another loud groan out, as both of my claws dig into the mattress

I only know he's stop pushing when I can feel his knot pressing against me soft, I can't believe all of him is now inside me. I feel my gut stirs, my cock drips even more in the duration he was entering me. He freezes there, supporting himself with his hand, leaning to me for a kiss,

I can feel the slight twitch of his cock, his whole body tense now, I know he's trying not to move so I can have my time to adjust. I test by retreating my behind away from his groin, he replies with a loud moan, head falls into my shoulder as I wrap my hands around his strong torso. He's adjusting inside me by making some small movements, impatient to start moving freely

"You're so tight" a small growl escapes him between his words. "I'm... I don't think I can- hnnn, hold this anymore" I hold a small chuckle at his frustration. "What's so funny?" he raises an eyebrow

"No it's just" I say, I let out another chuckle. "You're so cute when you're desperate"

"You're not gonna be laughing when you're tied and under me" he thrusts quick, I gasp in response

"Discipline me then" I tease, "show me how bad I've been"

"Hmm, don't tempt me fox" he says, another thrust follow, and then another, one after each other building a slow rhythm, at this point I can't produce any words other than groans and gasps. My head goes to blank, every part of my body focus on responding to each thrust that shifts my inside, repeatedly pushing that small spot where heaven meets earth. The ache builds up, quivering through my groin with each movements

He keeps his rhythm steady, giving me ecstasy like I've never felt before, but we know neither of us is going to finish at this pace. So he dug both of his paw into the bed, leaving me to cling to his body all on my own. He picks up his pace, the sound of our body slapping becomes a direct indication of how fast he's going

The pain is almost gone, now replaced with blissful pleasure. He growls every now and then, when he hits a certain spot, but I know he's close too by the way he's clutching his eyes. He's moving faster now, I move a paw down to my sheath, paring each stroke with the rhythm of his movement. His body becomes more rigid now, begging for release. My hands move harder and faster each time, I wriggle my wrist to force him into that one spot, he doesn't disappoint me. I found my release soon and I lurched forward, I let out a satisfied growl as I emptied myself on my stomach, some of it probably stuck on the Collie's stomach too

Soon after he finally found his climax, the Collie's body start twitching above me, as his thrusts become less frequent and more powerful. I muffle a groan on his chest when he force his knot all up inside me, emptying himself in me for about half a minute, his body becomes rigid and his hip twitches ever so slightly. I hold my head close to his, licking his neck fur

He finally collapses on me a minute after, as the sticky mess between us collide on our abdomen. "Oh god that was wonderful" he finally decide to say, he lift his head lazily and licks a good part of my face and neck. "You were wonderful"

"I know" I say smug, he's still in bliss to argue with me, between the explosive finish and being tied with me. He rolls his body next to me, lifting me up to his chest and onto his stomach. His paws holding me closer and traces the fur on my back and rubbing gently on my ears

"What was your name again?" he says, his eyes closed wandering into the dream world. I quickly jerk my head at that. "I was kidding!" he breaks into a smirk, I rest my head on his chest, I can hear his heart beat calmly

"That's gonna cost you the next time we do this, you know" I say

"Oh, so there is a next time" He pushes me closer to his chest

"Considering the output of our... exercise" I rub our stomach where our fur is sticky and weakly glued because of my mess. "And you didn't fall asleep after we did it, might just make me reconsider paying you a visit every once in a while"

"Wait, you had someone fall asleep on you like this?" he raises an eyebrow. "I guess it's hard not to drift off after being inside you"

"Well, imagine someone twice your weight crushing your body after you just being pumped a litter of seed" I I rest my head on his chest facing him. His brown eyes is dark, but it gets browner if you really look at it, maybe a little bit reddish, definitely a lot better with up close. "Not a really pleasant experience"

"Was it your boyfriend or a hookup?" he asks

"I didn't really do hookups when I was in highschool... I mean, didn't have the chances to do it" I tell him. "Just had one ex, we broke up a week ago..."

"Sorry to hear that" he rubs the base of my muzzle to my fur cheek. "So is he the one who fell asleep after he came?"

"Yeah" I giggles. "He's a coyote" I add for no reason

"Hmm, wouldn't have guessed, coyotes are always restless and bouncy"

"He isn't actually, he's pretty quiet" I clarify. "But I don't wanna talk about him right now"

"Why? did you two had a big fight or something"

"No I mean, right now"

"Oh okay" he drops it and continue stroking my fur. My legs are still weak from our fun, but I can manage to stand just fine. Some of the sensation returns to my behind, I can feel him inside of me, still locked together and shifting my inside. I'm already spent, but I savor the pleasant feeling of being full. At some point between him stroking my back and panting into the air, he slipped out of me. I feel the trail of cum followed and leaking to my inner thigh, shit the condom must've broken. Before I ask for a towel, he already reaches out to his nightstand for his t-shirt and offer it to me, he must've felt it leaking out too

"I'm sorry the condom breaks" he says. "if it makes you feel any better, you're the first guy I've been with in months, so I'm clean as far as I know"

"No, it's alright..." I take the shirt, "are you sure you want cum on your t-shirt?"

"It's fine, I'm gonna have to do laundry anyway" I just start cleaning my back, getting as much as I can, the fur is still sticky though. At least I'm not leaving a trail when I walk to the bathroom

I push myself to stand up, my legs a little bit weak but I manage to find some balance in it

"Where are you going?"

"Bathroom, need to wash this before going to bed" I point to my stomach fur

"Want me to join you?"

"I would insist on it" and so he joins me to wash up, him getting a little bit comfortable putting his finger on my loose behind, I return the favor by cupping his sack and playing around his sheath, his cock is retreated now. We spend the rest of the shower cleaning stickiness from each other's fur and shampooing it, mine mostly because of my winter pelt

We settle on his bed, my fur still damp and naked, I realize that I haven't thought of Clyde's post this whole time. Great, I have him to deal with tomorrow, I wonder if I should send a picture of me and Robbie just to fuck with him

,

This time he's the one who got lost. He finally calls me, saying that he's somewhere near the gate heading towards the building with the clock tower, which is probably the library. So I head there, wearing a jacket over my plain black t-shirt. When my dad says dinner, what he meant was we're going to a steakhouse and go to the mall afterwards

I finally found him, standing in front of the stairs. "You could've just ask the driver to drive you to my dorm, that's a sort of things driver do you know" I say, he greets me with a hug

"It's fine, I'm enjoying the cold" he says simply. We walk to the gate, he's still wearing that ugly brown leather jacket he really likes. At least he's old enough to pull it off, because that's the sort of things only old people wear, god I hope he doesn't start wearing glasses, then he could pass as a grandpa

"Where are we meeting Aunt Callie?"

"She'll be here soon, she's taking us to a fancy restaurant" my dad smirks

"Oh, not a Steakhouse then?"

"Not tonight I fear" he shrugs. "Also I've been told that I could use to lose some pounds now that I'm an empty nester... you know, for the ladies" I grin at his sentence

"You could use to lose some pounds without the ladies dad" He laughs at that. "Are you... seeing someone?"

He pauses long enough for me to know the answer. "No, not really" he say that quick enough for me to perk an ear in interest. "I mean, there are women" he's getting more uncomfortable now, which I can't say that I'm not enjoying this. "... at work, but women my age wants the whole family bit, I'm not sure I can have another cub at this age"

"You can't?"

"I can, I mean: I don't want to" he corrects himself

"Okay" I can see his ears droop to know that he's been struggling with this for a while. He's been a single parent for almost his entire adult years, now that I'm in college, he's adjusting to his new life as a single man. "Well if you meet someone, just make sure she's not one of those vegan vixens. I am not coming home thanksgiving to eat tofu"

"Won't be anytime soon, I'm enjoying some alone time..." he says before he stops dead on his track. I look back at him. "I'm selling the house"