Young Love - Chapter 4
#4 of Young Love
Young Love
Chapter 4: Tears of Hurt
By: Mirron Tenshi
Mark stared at Jason. What the heck was he saying? "Jason . . . Jason, what do you mean?! Are you breaking up with me? Why?!"
Jason sniffled as he looked down and closed his eyes. "I don't want to be here anymore . . . . ." He gulped as tears ran down his face. ". . . They found out. I'm dead to them now . . . "
"Jason . . ." The husky clinched his eyes shut as he cried a little.
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A few days earlier.
"Mom! Dad! I'm home." Jason had just came home from school. No one answered. "Mom? Dad?" He looked around and he saw a brief case with a piece of paper on top. Jason picked up the paper and read it to himself.
His brown eyes went wide with terror. "Oh no . . . !" He ran up stairs and jetted to his room. The room was all but empty save for his desk. Jason ran to it and threw it open.
What he saw broke him into pieces.
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"Jason . . . What's going on?" Jason reached into his pocket and and withdrew a folded piece of paper.
Jason,
How dare you live in our house and unashamedly deceive us all this time. We saw you making out with that little fox slut. We've always known about him, and we've been irked that you allowed him into our house, but we never would've imagined that you were his little bitch. You have lied to me and your mother for far too long. We've given all of your belongings to honest and deserving children. In the brief case, you'll find some of your clothes and a $1000. We expect you to be out of the state within the week. THAT'S AN ULTIMATUM! And Heaven help you if we see your face again in this town. And don't get your hopes up about staying with your relatives either.
Mark put down the note. He felt totally repulsed. The fox looked to Jason, putting a paw on his shoulder. "Oh, honey."
Jason gasped a little as he did everything he could to no break down. "N-Not only that . . . T-They burned all of the love letters you sent me . . . A-And they b-broke the collar and locket you gave m-me . . ." Jason whimpered softly as he withdrew a plastic bag of ashes, and another baggie containing the tattered shreds and dented fragments of the small metal picture pendant. Mark tenderly slipped his paw through and felt the punctured metal. He felt his own eyes start to water.
"I-I can't stand them! I don't want to be anywhere near them." Normally, Jason would propose a long distance relationship, but he couldn't think about that right now. "I'm sorry . . . M-Mark." Jason got up and started to walk. He felt absolutely horrible just leaving like this; he felt that he didn't deserve to live right now. He was at the breaking point and he didn't want to break down in front of the fox.
Mark shook his head. "No . . . " He got up and took Jason's paw. "Jason, you can't leave."
"I need . . . to f-figure out where to move-"
"No! I mean, you're not going anywhere. Please, don't let them drive you out. Don't do this." Jason couldn't even talk. When he's upset like this, he can't think properly. He was torn with staying with his lover and getting as far away as possible from those cruel parents of his. Lucky for him, Mark was more than understanding. "At least think about it. You could stay with us . . . " Jason nodded. He needed to get away. "I love you." Mark said as he let go of him. Jason started to run, tear drops flying into the air. As he ran, Mark felt let down as he lowered his ears. "Please don't leave . . . "
Jason sprinted all the way to the motel he was staying at. As soon as he entered his room, he dropped onto the bed, panting and sobbing as a load of emotions ran through him. It was unbearable. He whimpered as he clutched at a pillow. "M-Mark . . . I'm so sorry, Mark!" He didn't know what to do.
"Mark, I'm home!"
"Oh . . . hey dad." Bill walked into the house in his uniform; he was a Sergeant in the police force. Mark was sitting on the couch, holding a pillow and looking down on the floor. Bill caught on right away; he was a natural born father, and he did a stellar job on caring for Mark, nurturing and emotionally all on his own and he's picked up on a lot of ways to see emotion signs that children show.
"Mark? What's going on?" Mark sniffled as he looked to his father.
"Jason's parents found out. He wants to leave town." Mark said, tears welling in his eyes. Bill's expression went from one of curious concern to one of shock. Sitting down next to Mark, he placed a paw on his son's back.
"Tell me what happened."
As Mark explained what had happened, the young fox started to get emotional. He showed Bill the ashes and the destroyed collar. He also had shown him the cruel note. "Oh, son . . . I'm so sorry . . . " Mark sniffed as he leaned his head on his dad.
"I-I don't know what to do. I don't want him to leave! But I don't want to keep him hear if it means having to put up with his parents."
"It's his choice. All we can do is hope for the best." Mark whimpered as Bill comforted him. "Look, I have some paperwork to do, why don't you go upstairs and get to your homework? I'll call you when dinner's ready" Mark sniffled as he nodded and went up to his room.
After Mark's door closed, Bill got up and went out of the house. He then got into his SUV and drove off. In truth, he had already finished his paperwork early so that he could have some time with his son, but now he's got something more important to do.
After checking at two motels, he came to one other one. The attendant looked startled when he walked in, probably because of his police jacket. "Hello, I'm looking for a light brown husky. Age 16. His name's Jason Tyler?" After a moment, he chuckled. "No, he's not in trouble. I just need to talk to him." Somewhat reluctantly, the rabbit behind the counter gave him the door number to where Jason was in.
When Bill got to Jason's number, he knocked on the door and spoke high-pitched_. "House-keeping?"_
"Not now . . ."
"Heh heh, Jase, it's Bill, open up." The somber husky opened the door and let the older fox in. Bill pulled up a chair as Jason sat down, looking down on the floor. He could hardly even look at him.
"So, Mark told me what happened. I've read the note, and I've seen the ashes and the collar." Jason felt like he was at the breaking point again. "He also said that you're wanting to leave town."
" . . . I . . . I don't want anything to do with them anymore . . ." After thinking over the situation, Bill was slightly aggravated.
"Oh, I see, so you're going to just sit there and let them beat you like this."
"They're not bea-"
"Yes they are. Jason, they knew how your emotions work, they figured that you'd obey what they told you to do, they knew you'd be that easy. You're running away, Jason, and you know it."
Jason's lower lip started to quiver slightly. He did know it, and that only made things all the more worse.
'Perhaps that was little harsh.' Thought Bill as his ears lowered. He didn't figure that Jason was hurting more than he thought - he should've known that Jason wasn't the Tough-Love receptive type. He got up as a tear ran down the teen's face.
"Aw, Jase . . ." Bill put his voice in a soft tone as he sat down next to Jason and wrapped an arm around him. "C'mere . . ." Jason laid his head onto the fox, he didn't feel all that prohibited; Bill was so much like his son. Bill rubbed his paw on Jason's arm slowly up and down as Jason broke down. The poor pup cried softly as he clutched the adult's jacket with his paw.
". . . I can't stand it . . . I'm such a freaking coward . . ."
"Shh shh, it's ok . . . It's alright, now. You're not a coward."
"Y-Yes I am. I can't even stand up to my parents. I'm 16, but still in the closet. And I'm about to run off on Mark . . ." Jason cried as Bill hugged him.
"Now listen to me, Jason. You're not a coward. If you really were, you wouldn't even be with Mark . . ." Jason sniffled as he cried-whined a little. " . . . It's fine to be afraid. There's nothing the matter with hiding if you have a good reason. Being a homosexual is not easy at all. Who can blame you? With the way society is, you were forced to cramp yourself into hiding." Jason started to feel more emotional - for the first time in his entire life, he felt like he had a loving father.
" . . . I always knew that were like that. We never got along. Everytime they said a cross word against gays, I felt like they're directly insulting me . . . I knew how they would've reacted, and I knew that eventually they would find out . . . I just hoped it wouldn't be so soon." Jason sobbed as he thought about it more. Bill nuzzled him affectionately; Mark has had several breakdowns just like this, so he knew exactly what he was doing. He needed to let Jason feel that he's right here for him with reassuring gestures and a soft tone. He needed to show that he's not alone.
"Look, Jase, It's not like I have no idea what you're going through. I've had a similar experience with MY old man." Jason looked up curiously.
"Hm?" Bill nodded.
"Yeah. See, when my son was very young, Mark's grandfather saw all the signs Mark shown of being homosexual, and my old man was unbelievably conservative, and homophobic." The fox looked lower. "He said that if I didn't 'raise him right', then I'll no longer be his son." Bill then looked at the husky. "I haven't heard from or spoken to him since." Jason was starting to feel better as Bill talked to him. "They don't deserve to win like this. Don't do this to yourself, and don't do this to Mark. You two deserve each other . . . . That said, I would like you to come live with me and my son." Jason took a moment to ease his sobbing before he nodded. Bill comforted him and kissed his forehead. "Ya know, if you stay, not only will you get to be with Mark, but it'll totally piss off your parents." Jason laughed a little. "C'mon, lets go sign you out."
Soon, Bill had gotten back home with the still-hurting husky. As soon as they entered, Mark was coming downstairs; he wanted to see if his dad would be willing to talk to Jason. "Look, dad, couldn't you-" He then saw his boyfriend at the door as he walked in. There was a short pause as they looked at each other. "Jason . . ." Mark then leaped down and hugged his doggie tightly. The couple murred affectionately as they hugged each other. "Thank you, dad." Mark said as they parted and he looked up to the older fox.
"It's alright, son." Bill chuckled as he ruffled Mark's head fur. "Why don't you two get up stairs and get reacquainted." The younger fox nodded and took his husky up to his room. Bill smiled as he got out his phone to order pizza.
After taking off their shirts, Mark laid his body on top of Jason's, nuzzling him and licking his muzzle. Jason laughed as his face and neck as bathed in fox tongue. He wrapped his arms around the fox and kissed his lips. "Thank you so much, for understanding, Mark . . . I'm so sorry I almost left you." Mark smiled and cuddled him.
"Its okay, hun." Mark said as he kissed back. "Is there anything I could do for you make you feel better?" Jason thought a moment and then looked at his fox.
"A back rub would be wonderful." Mark smiled as he laid Jason on his tummy and firmly rubbed his paws on Jason's shoulders. "Muuuuurrrrrr . . . . . That feels sooo good." The husky murred as Mark massage the muscled soft fur beneath him. Jason moaned out loud as Mark palmed his lower back. "Oohh, right there!" Jason groaned as Mark continued at that spot.
After a while of making his doggie feel good, we turned him over and laid down next to him. Mark grinned slyly as he fondled his dog's bone. "How 'bout I make you feel even better?" Jason closed his eyes and nodded. Mark then unbuckled his pants and pulled down the zipper and reached in. Jason smiled in bliss as Mark softly rubbed his sac. He carefully traced in between the soft furry orbs and lightly rolled them around. Jason sighed as his member got to full hardness.
The dog's meat tented his boxers, Mark slipped it through the slit of his shorts. The fox softly wrapped his paw around the shaft and gave it a gentle grasp. Mark planted a soft kiss onto Jason's lips as he rubbed his paw up and down the throbbing rod. Jason started to moan as Mark slow pleasured him. "Faster, please." Mark smiled as he quickened his pace on Jason's member. The Fox started kiss his husky heatedly as he pumped the doggie cock.
"Ohhhh, keep going . . ." Mark squeezed his dick each time he went back up to the head, smearing the pre all over his member. Mark smiled as he saw his boyfriend squirm in pleasure. He leaned in and started kissing Jason's neck. Jason stared to pant as Mark slowly smooched his neck but pumping his meat in blinding speeds. The fox then gently play with the husky's nuts, causing Jason to giggle. Then Mark firmly pressed his thumb on Jason's balls, unknowingly pressing on a major hot point. Jason gasped as his rod bolted in sheer, hot, electric pleasure. He moaned as he thrust into Mark's paw.
His cock started pulse, he was getting close, but he was too busy murrung and moaning. Mark stopped rubbing him and gently gripped his knot. Jason's eyes went wide as he howled and his rod shot up ropes of cum. His chest heaved up and down as his orgasm made him shiver and tingle.
Mark then started to lick up the salty sweet jizz, causing Jason to murr even more. After he was clean, they laid next to each other and cuddled. "I love you, Jason." The dog nodded and kissed Mark. He was really tired.
"I love you too . . . " Just when he was about to doze off, they jumped at a loud knock. Jason covered himself as Mark got up and opened the door, subtly spraying air freshener for a sec.
He opened the door to see his dad with a pizza box and a couple of sodas. "Hey, boys. I ordered in. You could eat in here tonight."
"Thanks, dad." Mark said enthusiastically as he took the box.
"Night, kids." Bill said as he closed the door and then went down stairs to leave the boys to themselves. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he glanned and then looked at a photo of him, his late wife, and a fox pup.
"So how'd I do, Kimmy?"