My Favorite Place
Hey everyone, long time no post.
Anywho, this is my latest story... it's meant to be part of a series, but I'm notorious for starting story series and never ending them, so for now this is it... if people demand a second chapter be made I might be willing to throw together something.
So yeah, enough from me. Enjoy the story; I look forward to whatever feedback people may have ^^
MY FAVORITE PLACE
BY AERAK
''It's your move'', I said softly to the wuff. The two of us were playing chess that day out in the park that was behind my apartment. It was a beautiful day out. The sun shined down brightly, but the tree our table was under provided a decent amount of shade. There were a few clouds in the sky but nothing that looked too threatening. There also was a nice cool breeze that blew across us from the northwest. My kind of day.
The wolf leaned forward and inspected the board, carefully considering his next move. He focused intensely on one piece inparticular; his rook. This piece being one of his last. One mistake could cost him the game.
Two minutes later and he still pondered what to do. I let my leg brush against his underneath the chess table; a friendly gesture on my part to not take the game too seriously. The wolf smiled and looked up from the game board, chuckling softly.
''I'm sorry Steven, I'm taking things a bit too seriously aren't I?''. His leg now brushing up and down mine. He looked so cute and innocent there; his fur glimmering with specks of sunlight that made there way through the leaves of the tree. He was innocent, and all too often the case with innocent people the world wasn't being too good to him. It was nice to see him away from it all.
I smiled back at the wolf. His name was Dyskae. The name was Japanese, but rest assured, the wolf was not. He was a north american grey wolf (atleast that's what most of you readers would call him). Though he was a grey wolf, his fur was a brilliant white from head to toe. Infact it seemed to radiate light depending on his mood. Though ofcourse that might just be my imagination.
''Just a tad hon'', I chuckled. And reached my arm over and stroked his cheek. He tilted his head to the side and gave out a soft sigh... it was a sigh laced with sadness; of one who deals with so much pain who finally finds relief. I chuckled some more and grinned at the wolf. ''You know I'm just going to win anyway''. I stretched as I said those words and stuck my tongue out so that there was no question on my intent. I'm always very cautious about how I come off to people; it's part of my job afterall to realize such things.
Dyskae grinned back at me and chuckled aswell. ''You silly fox. I'm the one who's going to win''. The wolf finally decided on a move. His paw took hold of the rook and moved it several spaces to the left. He studied the playing field another long minute and finally when he thought all was safe took his paw off of the piece.
I smiled and took hold of my queen. I didn't move it just yet. I wanted to see the realization on the wolf's face when he understood what was about to transpire. He put his hand to his forehead and then laughed. ''Figures'', he said. He was smiling as he pulled his hand away.
''Checkmate''. I stretched my wings and fluttered them slightly before folding them back up and asking the wolf for another game.
''Ofcourse I'll have another game foxy'', the wolf smiled and began setting the board once again. ''There's no where I'd rather be right now''... the wolf paused and looked me in the eyes. His eyes told me something was on his mind. He then got up from his bench and sat on the ground next to me and rubbed his cheek against my side. I wrapped my arm around him and folded my wing over him aswell. ''Steven'', he said to me crying softly, ''am I a bad person?''. I looked down at him and kissed the top of his head between his ears which had flattened.
''What kind of question is that hon'', I asked him softly. My paw softly rubbed his back, and I very slowly started sitting up. He moved over a little and I sat on the grass behind him, one leg on either side, my arms wrapped around him.
''Just... all this time I'm spending with you lately, what am I supposed to tell my mate''. He was still crying softly.
''Your mate mistreats you hon. I know you guys share a lot of good times together but having to constantly worry about the next time he'll hurt you just isn't worth it. Especially with how often you do end up being hurt''.
''But Steven...''. I kissed the top of his head gently and gave him a soft squeeze as my wings folded around him.
''Look hon, often times the road between right and wrong is not so simple. I think it's great that you're fighting to stay together with him. Just because I'm snuggling you right now, just because we care about eachother... that doesn't make you a bad person''
Dyskae nodded softly as his paws brushed against my arms, eventually gripping to them gently. It was then that I started to wish I was wearing pants. That's right everyone, I usually just wear an unbuttoned green shirt and nothing else; one of those advantages to having a sheath. Also in my line of work I usually don't have to worry about such things.
I blushed a little bit through my fur. I don't think Dyskae noticed at all though, and if he did he was obviously ignoring it. He was wearing thick cargo pants though, so perhaps he really didn't notice anything. I leaned my head forward and brushed my cheek against him. I stayed there snuggling him for almost an hour, which allowed my erection a chance to subside. Finally the wolf leaned over a tad and looked up at me.
''Hey Steven'', he said softly, ''Do you think we could play one last game before I have to return home?''
I smiled and slowly got up, folding my wings back as I reached my paw down and took hold of the wolf's gently pulling him to his feet. ''Sure hon''
We both took our seats and placed the pieces back in their starting positions. ''Doing better now?'', I asked him. He giggled and nodded in reply. He also once again began to rub his leg against mine affectionately. Of all the people I was destined to help out, I think I cared for him the most. I only wished I could physically help his situation, but alas, this is one of my kinds defining rules. We can only exist in a person's subconsnious. We must never directly interfere in their lives.
For me and Dyskae, our time for now was nearly up. We continued with our game but were unable to finish. The time was drawing close to we each stood up and embraced eachother tightly.
''I love you hon'', I whispered softly in his ear. He rubbed his cheek against mine.
''I love you too Steven''. And with that he disappeared from the park behind my apartment. I wouldn't see him again for the next 16 hours. All I could do now was watch him from a distance.
''James...James'', the distant voice called out to him. He rolled over on his side, unwilling to give in. It was then that the covers were swiftly pulled off of him, and the shock of the cold morning air coming through the window took hold.
''James, you're gonna be late for work at this rate. Get up already'', the voice said sounding rather irratated.
James opened his eyes and saw his mate scowling at him. ''Sorry dear'', he began saying, ''I must have been having a really good dream''. His mate sat down on the edge of the bed and looked down and over to him.
''Must've been'', his mate said very seriously. ''What type of dream was it?''
James thought on it for a few seconds as he yawned and began to sit up. ''Same story as always I'm afraid. I know it was really wonderful yet for some reason I can't remember a thing about it''
His mate rolled his eyes and chuckled a tad. ''Don't you ever remember your dreams?''
''I wish I could...''
James was a cashier at Target; far from a great job I know, but he was only 19 years old and was still figuring many things out in his life. The biggest thing that took precidence over any problems with his work was his home life.
He had long blond hair that went down a little past his shoulders, and a sleek, slender build that made him the object of many people's fantasies. His look screamed boytoy, to some, especially those in the furry fandom, a group of people who James was intimately intwined.
Most of his time at work seemed to blur together. He'd get there, punch in, ring up the customers, accept the money, wish the customers a good day... it was a never ending cycle. During the down times he'd take some of the receipt paper and doodle furry sketches on them. He wasn't much good but in all honesty I think he was improving at an amazing rate.
Then there was lunch. That was the one nice thing about Target; they allowed him a one hour lunch break. Most of that time though was spent wandering the store. As soon as he supervisor gave him permission to go on break, he'd leave his cash register and begin by unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a brightly colored furry shirt underneath Not only that, but a necklace could also now be seen. It was a gay furry pride necklace, with little rainbow colored metallic paw pads. He loved to stand out... to make people question their beliefs. Many people in his community had never seen a gay person... or else they had and just didn't know it. In James's mind it was something he took pride in... the fact that he was gay, but also the fact that hopefully his actions were somehow making people think about the subject and the steriotypes that are often unfairly associated with the subject.
On this particular day he got off work at 6:30pm, which was actually much earlier than the usual unfortunately. He rushed home to his apartment, opened the door to the apartment, pressed the ''up'' button next to the elevator doors, got in the elevator, the elevator sprung to life.... and then it stopped. James began to ponder if the ceiling to the elevator could be removed, like in one of those covert spy movies. Luckily, before James could find out the elevator sprang to life once again, ascending to the third floor. He got out and ran down the hallway to the apartment door 308. He turned the key and opened the door.
After closing the door he went to the living room, where his mate was busy with a videogame. James sat next to him on the couch and wrapped his arms around his mate, snuggling him affectionately. His mate just kept playing video games.
''Hon?'', James began asking, ''Can't you pause the game for a minute and give me a hug? I've missed you''. His mate continued playing his videogame as if nothing had been said. ''Jerry?'', James tugged at his shoulder.
His mate continued looking at the screen. Finally he spoke. ''I'm upset at you''.
James didn't quite know what to say... he struggled to find the right words. ''But but.... hon.. I've been at work all day... what did I do?''
His mate paused the game and stepped up from the couch and out of James's embrace. ''I'm not going to tell you'', he said in an irritated voice. ''The fact that you don't even know what you did makes me even angrier at you''. His mate walked towards the bedroom, disappearing from site. James could hear the door slam shut. I wish I could tell you that this was a freak occurance for James, but the fact is it's something that continued to happen more frequently.
James continued to sit on the couch, bringing his hand up to his face and resting it against it. He wept softly, unable to comprehend what he could have done to make his mate so unhappy. He always treasured the time they spent together, and always went out of his way to make sure that his mate knew that he loved him.
The rest of his night he spent moping around the living room to his apartment. He didn't really feel like doing anything. He just longed for his mate to talk to him again and tell him everything was okay. He longed to be held and cuddled. Seemed lately though that it was him who did all of the cuddling.
He eventually decided to stop moping about and see if there was anything at all he could do to make things better with Jerry. He got up and walked over to the bedroom door and meekly knocked. ''Hon... sweetie...''. There was no response. He softly opened the door, but only just a crack. He could see his mate sitting at his computer. ''Sweetie'', he said again. ''I just want things to go back to normal between us... whatever is bothering you I want you to tell me'', he said as he started sniffling. ''Whatever it is, I sincerely didn't mean to hurt you. I love you so much'', he said as tears started to fall down his cheeks. Still his mate was silent. Unfortunately deep inside James, he knew there was nothing he could do for now. He slowly and sadly closed the door, and went back to mope in the living room. He sat down and cried.
As the evening went on James powered on his computer and talked to some of his friends. He never said a word about anything negative that was going on between him and Jerry.... he did his best to hide it; for in his experience, only drama came from letting others know of his problems.
As the night came to a close, James folded out his sleeping bag over the couch, and went to turn the lights off. ''I wish my mate would come back to me'', he whispered sadly to himself as he was getting inside the sleeping bag. He looked up at the ceiling and he did something that absolutely no one had ever known him to do. He prayed. He prayed until the moment when he finally fell asleep.
''Welcome back Dyskae'', I said with a smile as I ran out to him in the park behind my apartment and hugged him tightly. He hugged back rubbing his eyes against my shoulder.
''It's good to be back'', he said with a heavy sigh. This time it was the late evening in my world... the lamps around the park all started to light up as the sun receded beyond the horizon. I'd decided that the wolf might appreciate a more cool, soothing atmosphere than his previous visit.
I slowly ended the embrace and took him by the paw. ''Come on hon, there's a place a want to show you''.
The wolf smiled and giggled. ''Okay foxy. I'll go anywhere with you''.
I lead him through the park, and into the forest on the other side. The fireflies were out and hovering over us with the leaves of the trees overhead. ''This is beautiful'' he exclaimed. ''Is this where you wanted to take me?''
I smiled and chuckled, stopping for a moment rubbing my cheek up against the wolf's. ''It's just a little farther, okay hon?'', I said softly. The wolf pulled away just a tad and gazed into my eyes. This time there was no sadness at all in his eyes; only longing and desire. He tilted his head to the side bringing his muzzle to mine and softly kissing it. I leaned forward into the kiss, as he tongue slowly slipped inside through my lips. Our eyes both closed and the kissing continued to get more passionate. Certain parts of me were now becoming exposed... my member had slipped out from hiding within my sheath and was growing quickly. Dyskae had pushed me back up against a tree... his paws were going up and down my sides underneath my shirt.
He began leaning his head forward into the kiss some more. I was caught offguard when one of his paws began cupping my balls. My eyes opened in surprise. My kind aren't supposed to be quite this intimate with people, but that thought soon faded away as the paw moved up and grasped my cock, giving it a playful squeeze. I leaned back against the tree and moaned loudly. It'd been along time since anyone has touched me there. My wings fluttered from all the excitement.
Soon I tilted my head to the side and bit down on Dyskae's neck, my right paw rapidly undoing his belt. As soon as his belt was unbuttoned I wasted no time in undoing his pants and stroking his rock hard member through his boxers. He moaned softly as I knelt down infront of him, my muzzle level with his waist. I pulled his boxers down enough to expose his 7'' long cock, and immediately starting licking up and down it's length. The wolf tensed up a bit and threw his head back... he was caught offbalance and fell backwards, landing on his butt. I giggled, ''You okay hon?''
The wolf's eyes were full of passion. I could see he was alright so I wasted no time, I got on my knees and knelt over, taking in all of his length in my muzzle. The tip of his member poking at the back of my throat. As I slowly went up and down his length, I rotated my head a bit... every so offen letting my teeth lightly run along his member; eliciting moans and gasps from the white wolf who's fur seemed to be particularly radiant that night. His paw softly brushed against my cheek. ''Steven'', he said longingly, ''I want you inside me''.
I grinned and pulled his pants and boxers off of him and then took his legs and held them up over him, exposing his tail hole. I slowly knelt down lower, poking the tip of my muzzle at his opening, pushing my tongue past the outer walls, pushing it as deeply as I could manage. The wolf gasped and moaned. ''Oh Steven...'' he manages through the moans of pure ecstacy. His tail was twitching slightly, as I lift my head up and gaze into though wonderful blue eyes that are sparkling with the reflections of the fireflies overhead. I hold his legs back and position myself to enter him. My member, fully extended now at over 8 inches presses against his tail hole.
''I think I may be a bit larger than what you're used to hon'', I say to him softly. ''It might hurt a little bit going in''. The wolf lifted his head up and bite the corner of my ear. It wasn't a hard bite... it made the fur along my spine stand on end. He let go and softly kissed me on the muzzle.
''Don't worry about me foxy'', he said as he licked my nose and smiled. That was all the encouragement I needed. I firmly pressed my member against his entrance and slowly his pucker allowed me to enter. He was very tight, but then again it was also the first time this form had done anything like that. This body was technically a virgin.
His head shot back and he gritted his teeth, clenching shut his eyes. I paused for a moment. ''Are you okay hon, do you want me to stop'', I asked him.
''No, don't worry foxy... I'll be fine... don't stop''. I nodded slightly and continued pushing my member deeper within him. I was about half way when I glanced down and noticed most of his tummy fur covered in pre. He blushed a little bit and I giggled, leaning in and kissing him passionately as I hilted within him. He broke the kiss and gasped, panting heavily. ''Oh foxy'', he said softly, ''You feel so good inside of me''
I chuckled, ''I'm glad hon''. I've wanted to do this for so long'', I paused. ''I love you so much''. I kissed him passionately once again, letting my tongue explore his muzzle as I began pumping my rock hard member in and out of him, going slowly... savoring the every second being inside of him. I began going faster, causing the wolf to moan more which only furthered my own desire. I could feel his member pressed against my stomach, more pre shooting out. His panting was becoming more frantic. He gripped my butt tightly, one of his fingers playing with my tail hole.
I knew my climax was coming so I bit down hard on his neck, accidentally drawing blood. I could feel his prostate pressing up against my cock... I knew he was close too. I could also feel my knot throbbing. I was panting quite heavily now, moans escaping my lips. The wolf began whimpering through his panting... he bit down on my neck equally hard as he exploded all over my stomach and chest. I too was hitting my climax. I pushed my knot into him and he let go of my neck and let out a sharp gasp. I shot load after load of my seed into the wolf. He tilted his head back, moaning loudly, his eyes shut tightly as he was riding out his orgasm.
After it was all over, I put my arms around him and pulled him forward, leaning back so that he was eventually laying on top of me with his head pressed up against my shoulder. I stroked his headfur lightly and smiled to myself. Dyskae was already asleep from all the activity. I was close behind him, and soon sleep overtook me aswell.
I woke with him still in my arms... except we were no longer in my world...