{"sf1_id":1391501,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Rat Tale Ch.1 The Question","author":"55555ive","words":1790,"posted_at":"2018-12-02T19:53:00.000Z","tags":["55555ive","5ive","Anal","Anthro","Anthropomorphic","Balls","Bed","Bedroom","Cock","College","Cuddling","Cum","Doctor","Gay","Gay Relationships","House","Male","Monkey","Nude","Nudity","Oral","Penis","Pop5on22","Prostitution","Rat","Sex","Shower","Story","Story Progression","Story Series","Teen","Teenagers","University","online"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1391501-rat-tale-ch-1-the-question","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1391501","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1391501\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"How did it start? I'm not sure there was anything that lead up to it. We were together for almost 5 years so we were just naturally able to talk and be real with one another. Sure 2 of those years were spent separated by computer screens, and the next two were only slightly seasoned with the rare times that we could meet in person, but we were together. I guess we moved a little fast, but when things click how can you not? The important part is that we made it through the long distance relationship phase of our being together, and after I graduated from med school we moved in together. Actually, I moved in with him and his folks. I think his dad still had a grudge against me for what we did to that couch that one time, but they welcomed me in like family. Gerald and I had to pay rent, but it was cheaper than what I would have dealt with had I gotten an apartment on my own.  \n  \nGerald- They legalized self prostitution  \n  \nGerald and I were in our room. I'd just made it home from work so all I wanted to do was kick back and sink into our bed. The news was on, and yet another crazy event was happening in the world. They changed the name of over 15 states in the last decade, astronauts were going to Pluto, and then prostitution was legal. The world was changing, but it never felt like it changed quickly enough.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Parker- Just another thing we didn't need  \n  \nGerald- I think it's good  \n  \nParker- You think it's good?  \n  \nGerald- Well some people can't find jobs why not let them make money doing something they like  \n  \nParker- I think that's putting it lightly  \n  \nGerald was already in bed while I stripped out of my clothes. The winter air was harsh even inside the house, so I was quick to get under the sheets and pull him near.  \n  \nGerald- How would you feel if I  \n  \nI had to stop him before he said what I thought he was about to.  \n  \nParker- I wouldn't want you selling your body  \n  \nGerald- It wouldn't be selling my body, it be sex  \n  \nParker- I wouldn't want you having sex with other people  \n  \nGerald- why not  \n  \nParker- Because I love you, and what if they don't treat you right, they could be rough, or what if they have STDs or something  \n  \nGerald- I'm not trying to have sex for money, not for real, its just a hypothetical  \n  \nParker- Just a hypothetical?  \n  \nIt didn't feel like just a hypothetical.  \n  \nGerald- Yes  \n  \nParker- Really  \n  \nGerald- Come on are you really gonna tell me no part of it sounds like a good deal , I mean you love having sex  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; We were snuggled together in the nude as we usually did before bed, so I couldn't argue that I liked sex.  \n  \nParker- I love having sex with you because I know you and it means something, but to those people we'd just be a quick fuck, and that's only if anyone was actually intrested in us  \n  \nGerald- They would be  \n  \nMy tail coiled down his leg making him press closer against my frame.  \n  \nParker- Babe , I love you but remember how hard it was for you to find anyone because your a rat , it was just as hard for me being a monkey , I don't think people are looking to...  \n  \nI stumbled trying to find a way to say people weren't trying to fuck us without saying we didn't deserve to be fucked, or that people were racist. I didn't find the words.  \n  \nGerald- I remember, but this is different, these people aren't looking for long relationships , they just want something short and fun , and to them you and I would be ... exotic  \n  \nI kissed the back of his neck. We were both cold but the longer I held him with my arms around his chest the warmer the bed became.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Parker- Exotic?  \n  \nGerald- Yea  \n  \nParker- I see where your going with this , but having sex with you , or having sex with me shouldn't be taboo, it shouldn't be exotic, we're normal people  \n  \nGerald- I know that , but ...  \n  \nHe moaned. I loved the sound of his moan. I remembered when I could only hear it through the phone. Having the power to work it up out of him was so sweet. He always tried to hold it in , but when he finally let go it felt like I had him in the palm of my hand. And he trusted me to take care of him.  \n  \nGerald- if we could make money on people being borderline racist and naive because they think we're special or different, then why not  \n  \nMy hands separated his fur as I searched for his crotch. Our toes met and I could feel him crinkling against me as I took hold of his private parts. He was already worked up.  \n  \nParker- I'm a doctor for one,  \n  \nMy tongue traveled from the back of his neck up to his ear.  \n  \nParker- I didn't go to med school just to sleep around for money  \n  \nGerald- You wouldn't have to , I would  \n  \nI stopped. The conversation was killing the moment before it had a real chance to start.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Parker- I don't want you to do that, and this is way to deep a conversation for a hypothetical  \n  \nGerald- Sorry, I guess I've maybe thought about it a few times  \n  \nParker- Why would you think about being a sex worker  \n  \nGerald- I don't know, your a doctor bringing in money so that we can move out of my parents house, but I'm just a fry cook barley bringing in any money at all , if I were to get into this thing I could make enough money for us to move in a month  \n  \nParker- But you don't have to  \n  \nHe tried to scoot closer as I unraveled from his body. I suppose he didn't want me to stop.  \n  \nGerald- I know, I would never actually do something like that , it's just a thought I have sometimes  \n  \nParker- We'll move out of your parents house eventually, it's just gonna take a while  \n  \nGerald- I know, I know, I should be patient  \n  \nMy hands turned his body till we were face to face under the sheets.  \n  \nParker- If you really want to be in that line of work why don't you practice on me for a little while  \n  \nGerald- You spoile me  \n  \nParker- It's what you deserve  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His hands opened my legs, and I found myself growing hard in his grip. We made love for about an hour that night which was short for us , but it was a week night.  \n  \nLaying with him in my embrace after the sheets were ruined I couldn't help but think. We needed more money. I knew his parents would never kick us out, but it was time for us to find our own place and be out on our own. Gerald obviously felt the same way if he was considering selling sex to fund it.  \n  \nIf not for all the student loan debt maybe the money I made at \"Small Lake Clinic\" would have been enough. I was certified to treat humans, monkeys, cats, and canines, the four biggest populations. But I was having an issue finding patients. I didn't want to believe it was because I was a Monkey, but everyone else who worked in the clinic seemed to have an easy enough time finding long term patients. Lane, a human doctor, had more patients than me and he was only certified to work on other humans. Hover ,a tiger who only treated other cats, had more patients than me. Even Tyra, a rabbit who the clinic hired a month after me, had more patients than I did. I was certified to help more people than anyone, and yet my only patients were walk ins who needed physicals or minor stitches.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I couldn't sleep much that night, and Gerald's hypothetical stayed on my mind.  \n  \nIf you were to do it , how would you do it  \n  \nWe were in the shower together the next morning when I brought back up the usual question.  \n  \nGerald - do what  \n  \nParker- you know , selling... yourself  \n  \nGerald - oh, I thought you didn't want me to do that  \n  \nParker- I don't , I want you to be safe , and I want sex to be special between us.... but  \n  \nGerald- but  \n  \nParker- people have more open relationships today than ever before in the past , and you wouldn't be serious about anyone you'd work with would you  \n  \nGerald - no , but it was just a hypothetical  \n  \nParker- I know , but you said it's something you think about sometimes, why not think about it together  \n  \nGerald's dad banged on the bathroom door from outside, so we had used enough of the hot water that morning I suppose. We turned off the water and stepped out of the tub. I dried him while he dried me.  \n  \nGerald - your serious  \n  \nParker- I don't know, if you could do it and be safe, and it wouldn't get between us then I think I could consider it  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Gerald - but why the sudden switch  \n  \nWe were dry but the room was fogged up with steam making everything still feel moist.  \n  \nParker- it's like you said , if you did this we could move in a month  \n  \nGerald - so your OK with it for the money  \n  \nParker- yea, that's the only way I'm OK with it is if your only doing it for the money, I don't want you getting attached to them or them getting attached to you , it would be for the soul purpose of us getting our own place and nothing else  \n  \nStanding there naked with one another made the conversation feel more exposed than it would have been had we had our clothes on.  \n  \nGerald- I don't know, I didn't think you'd ever be on board  \n  \nParker- we don't have to be like humans and treat sex like something to be afraid of , I just want you to be safe , and for our relationship to stay how it is , if you can promise me that then I don't see why we can't ... explore this business opportunity  \n  \nWe both laughed at my choice of wording.  \n  \nGerald- OK  \n  \nParker- OK?  \n  \nGerald - let's do it  \n  \nI started to go in for a hug but Gerald's dad came back and once again banged on the door.  \n  \n\n","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1395042-rat-tale-ch-2-the-thought.json"}