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When He Saw Him

Styx

Part I

It was a warm, June day. Felix was hiking down Rabbitson's Trail by Old Dragon Mountain, a winding path that twisted between the massive oaks and burrowing ferns of the Sunset Valley. The sweet scent of honeysuckle was hanging on the wind, and the sun had just barely reached its apex, warming the air and passing golden shadows throughout the forest.

He came here often. It was quiet. The wilderness was the only escape that he could find from the roiling temperament of the city. He came to feel his mind melt, and the emptiness of the city pour out into the fullness of a craggy valley. He was a stranger in the city, but here, he was always welcome. He wasn't one to complain, but he missed the steep cliffs and deep valleys of the desert, and this small bit of forest let him taste the home that he long missed.

He would feel his cares melt away, and often lose himself in the trail, eyes fixed ahead with nothing but the breeze behind him. It was better than therapy, and gentler than a bad date. It was here that he could remember who he is, and who he wants to be. To remind himself why he came to the city in the first place.

He found himself stepping along a rocky crag beside the trail. The eroded soil left a deep pit where there once was trail, and only by hugging the edge of an immense cliff could he pass safely. His leather boots crunched against the crumbling stone, and his paws grasped nakedly at the bare cliff face. The crag descended a dangerous fifteen feet below him. As he neared the end, his left boot touching trail once more, he felt the stone crumble beneath him, and he felt his body drop.

But instead of falling, the small fox found himself in the arms of a tall, red lizard.

The red lizard set Felix beside the cliff wall, who abruptly dropped his rear to the dusty trail. He looked up to see two piercing blue eyes set in a crimson face, sharp horns pulling from each eyelid, and joining to run down a bare, scaly back. He was nearly nude besides a pair of tight shorts that squeezed nicely around his waist, a pair of black hiking boots.

"You should be careful around here." The lizard said, "These rocks are slick, they like to break apart."

All Felix could do was nod, his pupils fixed into the sea-blue eyes of his rescuer. He had never seen a lizard with eyes like that.

The lizard opened his mouth in a half-chuckle, the corners of his scaled lips curling inward.

"I'm Sam," he said, "Or...uh...Sammy. People call me...Sammy."

He pulled the fox to his feet.

"You uh. You alright?"

Felix said he was, and grabbed his ear with a paw, rubbing it slightly. He was visibly nervous, his tail flicking teasingly from one side to the other.

"Thanks." Was all he said before turning back on the trail, his tail whipping back and forth.

"Wait!" Sammy yelled after him, "You sure you can make it back alright?"

Felix turned slightly to face his rescuer, "Um. Yeah," he stammered, "I'm fine."

Sammy watched as the strange little fox bounced away. He was cute, Sammy thought. Yet, something was strange about him. Then Felix shifted his pack on his shoulder, rising the back of his shirt to display the plastic waist-band of a diaper around his waist.

It took Sam just seconds to rush down the trail after the mysterious fox.

Part II

When Felix next saw Sammy, it was in the parking lot of Woofenhausen Memorial Park. Felix was leaning against his old red Jeep, dressed in cargo shorts and green t-shirt, his eyes perpetually glued to his iPhone. The little black spot on the side of his snout moved gently every time he swiped the screen, absorbed in whatever new distraction he could find for himself. He wasn't confident in situations like this. Dating was always a far-off thing, something in the future, for a better version of himself. Yet, here he was, about to have a picnic with a beautiful man. But that fear still sat in the back of his mind: What if he won't love someone who wears diapers? What if he will? What then?

But while Felix brooded, trying to ignore that itching dread of possible rejection, a black Chevy pulled into the parking lot and whipped into the open spot right beside Felix and his red Jeep.

Seasonably dressed in white shorts and a blue t-shirt, Sammy stepped out of the Chevy and hopped to the asphalt, his leather boots crunching loudly. Pretending as if he hadn't noticed his date pull up, Felix stared at the home screen of his phone, pretending to tap at imaginary news articles and empty photos.

"Hey little fox."

Sammy looked up, feigning surprise. Sammy's eyes weren't blue anymore, but a dark shade of green.

"Oh." Was all he said in return.

Felix stared at the large duffel bag slung around the red lizard's shoulder.

"What's..." He meant to ask.

"Don't worry about it," Sammy said, explaining that it was a treat for later.

The way that he said 'treat' confused Felix, but he figured it must be food. It would be strange to have a picnic without food, he thought. Besides, it was a beautiful day, and he wouldn't mind spending a few hours sitting under an oak tree.

Felix remembered how he used to lay under the Cottonwood Trees back in the country. He used to lay his head against a trunk and stare at the leaves as they swished back and forth, whipping around at the slightest hint of a breeze. He used to fall asleep listening to that sound, smelling the sweet honeysuckle that bloomed in late summer, the gurgle of the creek, and the cries of the Blue Heron that swept stoic into the shallow waters and hunted for crawfish. He missed it. But when Sammy suggested that they spend an afternoon at a lonely park just a few miles from the hiking trail where they had met, he knew that the silent oaks and willows of the forest would satisfy just as well as a river in the Sonoran Desert.

He tried to remember the last time that he had gone on a date, or the last time that he had spent an afternoon in a park. They both seemed such distant memories, and he found himself just as unfamiliar with both as he awkwardly avoided the gaze of his date. He was never good with people, and intimacy was strange, no matter how much he wanted it. This time was no different, and his eyes seemed to glaze over as he walked, his mind possessed both with desire and fear.

They walked from the parking lot onto a narrow dirt trail that passed a bench, small and whitewashed. The trail wove sharply between the trees and even though they were widely spaced, they couldn't see but twenty feet past the thicket of oak trunks and low shrubs. The sun flickered through the foliage above them, shining thin strands of gold across the pass, contrasting the shadows drawn by leaves and towering woods.

They could hear whistling among the branches, the breeze shifting through the maze of wood and carrying with it a scent from deep within the mountains, earthy and fresh. Felix became aware of the intense silence, loud as it was, betraying the plastic crinkling of his underwear. The diaper pressed firmly against the back of his cargos, as well as extending his crotch every time he took a step, and he felt the plastic waist shift as it stuck obviously out the back of his pants. It wouldn't take long for Sammy to discover his secret, he knew that, so he assured himself that he would mention it before long.

Sammy, however, was less concerned. He was nervous, but not overly so. Something about the fuzzy fox walking beside him had calmed him. It felt right. It felt better than anything he had done in the past five years. Although he barely knew him, he could feel a nearly imperceptible change in the air whenever he was near him. It was as if the very skies were edging him toward every step down the trail. He didn't hear the breeze, nor smell the oaky wind that blew against his scales, and he hardly felt his feet impact the soft earth. All that occupied his mind was the fiery red creature walking beside him, and everything that he wanted to do with him.

Along these thoughts was a constant awareness of the thick pamper wrapped around Felix's tiny bottom. He watched the fox's every step, watching the garment shift and move. He wanted nothing more than to pull back his shirt and see the white plastic poking past his waist, see the padding grow yellow when the poor fox had an accident, or even just see him blush when he finds out that his date is carrying a bag of diapers and home-made Penne with sun-roasted tomatoes.

At first, Sammy found these thoughts uncomfortable. He had dated several guys, but no one had ever made him feel this way. Sure, he had always found diapers attractive, but never like this. This little fox made him feel...responsible. He liked it. That was enough for him.

When they reached the white gazebo, coated in green ivy and bright blue berries, the wind quickened, and a burst of air rushed between them. For a moment, Felix wished that he had worn pants. Then, the wind settled to a breeze once more, and a brushing of leaves lilted to the ground.

"Beautiful, isn't it."

They started walking down the right-hand path.

Felix turned to see Sammy staring, not at the gazebo or at the forest, but rather directly into his eyes. His eyes were blue again, almost sparkling, like a waterfall. He could still see the green behind them, but they were hidden in a sea-blue foam that coated them like mist over a mountaintop. Must be a trick of the eyes, he thought to himself.

"Yeah." Felix said.

"You're cute." Sammy said, as if responding to an unasked question, "Where are you from?"

Felix was taken aback, perhaps blushing.

"Um. A town in The Valley."

"Oh?" Sammy was interested, "I've been that way before, to hike Black Canyon. Just last June."

"Pretty, isn't it," was what Felix wanted to say, but instead he only nodded shyly and hummed.

"You don't talk much, do you?"

Felix looked up, "Uh, I do. I just...I'm shy at first."

"That's okay," he said, "We have time, right? All the time in the world?"

He phrased the question oddly, but Felix smiled anyways, choking a quiet 'Yes'. He watched Sammy's tail wind around and twist up the lizard's leg, he had a stupid grin on his face.

"How did you find this place?" Felix asked, "It seems pretty remote."

Sammy thought for a moment.

"I don't really remember." His sharp face curled into a thoughtful grimace, "I think I found it by accident."

"How do you find a park by accident?" Felix stepped over a large rock.

"Exploring."

The conversation left there, growing awkward and silent. Sam was familiar with this moment; it was the moment where conversation can't force you closer. Talking will only run in circles. They needed a connection, something to keep things interesting. For some people, the gentle touch of another is far more useful than a thousand gentle words.

Felix felt the touch of the lizard's forefinger against his palm, gently moving in circles while they walked. He was hesitant at first, but slowly their palms met, fingers interlaced. Then they walked like a couple. A very quiet couple.

Still, Felix's mind was racing, he couldn't focus. He was nearly sure that something this beautiful could only end in rejection. No guy could love a fox in diapers. A fox who couldn't stop from wetting himself.

Then, as they walked, Felix felt something familiar. His tail collapsed to his side, and his jaws locked together. He felt the sudden rush, an intense urge, and the familiar sensation of his bladder emptying into his waiting diaper while he walked. He felt the warmth spread across his crotch, and his diaper swell slightly, and he grew hot with embarrassment. Could he tell? Did he notice? He noticed the increased bulk of the diaper push against his thighs. He took a deep breath and glanced over at Sammy, who was still looking forward. He hadn't noticed, the fox thought.

But Sammy, who felt the small fox's grip tighten around his hand, knew exactly what had happened. He smirked slightly, the corners of his lips showing a row of sharp teeth. It was adorable, and he couldn't wait to see the small fox squirm as he changed his diaper or smell the scent of fresh urine against fox fur. It was enough to make the lizard's tail clench against his leg, and his crotch grow noticeably bigger.

Part III

Sammy imagined pressing himself against tight fox ass. Pushing his manhood inside his tailhole. The ecstasy of making love to such an adorable boy while the wide-open air of the forest glade swept across their embrace. He imagined Felix moaning his name, calling out to the trees while they intertwined. It was enough to make him squirm as he walked.

His excitement became elation when he saw the base of a great big oak tree just down the trail. He shifted the duffel bag on his shoulder and smiled a toothy grin.

The Oak Tree was huge. The trunk was as wide as a car, and it stretched so high that Felix swore it tore through the clouds. Two great roots at the base formed a semi-circle that hollowed into the tree, forming a woody nook.

Sammy set the duffel bag down against one of the roots.

This was it, Felix thought, the moment that he would reveal his secret and watch as the fire died down and he lost another chance at love. But before he could open his muzzle, Sammy stepped over and grabbed Felix around the hips, the tips of his fingers caressing the back of Felix's padded ass.

"I know your secret, baby boy." Sammy said, tugging at Felix's waistband. He slid his hands over the canine's swollen crotch and unbuttoned his shorts. Slowly, he slid down the cargos to reveal a white diaper, the front stained a markedly yellow hue. He ran his clawed hands over the swollen padding and grabbed the crotch in his palm, squeezing slightly.

Felix blushed, freezing in shock as his date groped his diaper. This was not what he was expecting.

"Looks like you need a diaper change, little foxy," he said, wrapping his palms squarely around the fox's ass. He turned and led Felix to the tree, his shorts down to his ankles, one hand still grasping his padding. He laid the fox down in the nook of the tree, Felix too shocked to resist.

Sammy reached into the Duffel Bag and pulled out a thick white diaper, making Felix blush even more. He crouched down at Felix's feet, spreading the fox's legs apart, and his knees into the air. He dropped to his knees between Felix's legs, placing the diaper to the side.

"Don't worry, baby. I'll get you nice and dry."

He reached out and tugged on one of the four tapes holding the diaper together, slowly passing to each one, staring into Felix's eyes as he pulled open the diaper. The swollen diaper dropped to the soft dirt and although Felix should have been embarrassed, he could only stare at the piercing eyes of his date, which looked gently at the fox's cock as it grew harder and pushed out onto the fox's stomach.

Sammy licked his lips, his own member growing agonizingly hard in his shorts. He leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Felix's muzzle. Their lips met, gently touching at first, then opening to one another, Felix felt a lizard tongue squeeze between his lips and twirl around his. They laid there in that tender dance for several minutes, tasting each other and feeling each other over as their paws groped and probed all along their bodies.

Felix felt ran his paws along a cotton shirt, reaching down and slipping them under the shirt and running his paw-pads along scaly abs. He slipped up and wrapped his paws around the lizard's hard pectorals, and down his side.

Sammy tenderly ran his fingers down Felix's cheek, stroking back behind his ears before running them gently down his sides and around his hips. He wrapped his palms against his tight ass and raised thighs, squeezing and spreading open his tail-hole. Felix wrapped his tail around Sammy's body, pulling him closer.

Sammy reached down and undid his belt, frantically drooping his shorts to his knees. His bulge pressed hard against his underwear, the tip of his rock-hard penis pushing just slightly out the top of his waistband. He gripped his briefs and pulled them to his knees, his huge lizard cock bouncing out, fully erect. A small drop of precum fell from the tip of his engorged member and dripped onto the wet diaper still under Felix.

Sammy licked the tip of his finger and gently circled Felix's tight tailhole, pressing against it but not penetrating. Then in a soft motion, he pushed his finger slightly inwards, making Felix whimper. He pulled out his finger, spat gently in his hand, and rubbed his cock, licking his lips while Felix whimpered slightly, begging for the strong lizard to push inside him.

Sammy pressed his cock against Felix's waiting tail-hole, making Felix wince. He pushed and slowly pressed his throbbing member deep into Felix's tailhole.

"Ah...ah." Felix, moaned, closing his eyes, "So big."

Sammy pushed until his cock fully disappeared into the small fox. Slowly at first, he started pushing in and out, watching Felix's cock twitch with desire. He started moving faster, grunting under his breath, making Felix groan with pleasure.

"Harder." Felix managed to say between gasps.

Sammy shoved his cock deep into Felix, pushing his ass higher into the air. His balls squished against the diaper under him as Sammy rammed Felix as hard as he could, shoving his lizard cock deep into the fox, who moaned loudly into the trees, echoing his ecstasy back to them.

Every thrust shoved the fox into the trunk of the tree, screaming with delight as his tail-hole accepted every inch of Sammy's cock. Sammy groaned loudly, his piercing eyes seeming to glow, even in the daylight.

"F...Felix. I'm gonna..."

Sammy moaned and thrust himself into Felix for a final time, clenching his ass-cheeks and wrapping his tail around Felix's leg. He pushed as hard as he could, his balls pressing against Felix's hole. He gasped, shooting his massive load deep inside Felix, his cock throbbing against the fox's insides. Felix groaned, his cock twitching as they came in unison. Felix's load shot onto his muzzle and Sammy collapsed onto the fox, still deep inside him, wrapping his arms around him.

They laid there for a moment, breathing heavily as Sammy continued squeezing hot cum inside of Felix.

When they calmed down, Sammy started pulling out.

"No." Felix grabbed Sammy's shoulder, "Stay inside me. I want to feel you inside me."

They stayed there for a just a moment. Then Sammy spoke.

"Come on, little foxy. Let's change your diaper."