Part 5 - Looking into the Future
#5 of Wanting Hammond
I didn't exactly plan from the beginning for the story to end this way, but as with everything I write the characters are speaking for themselves. Once I get going, past the first chapter usually, the story starts to deviate from my plan as the characters become less conceptual and more of their own beings. Also please remember that this story is completely fictional and though characters may be LOOSELY (build and appearance-wise) based on real-life people, the events that are unfolding are by no means reflective of my opinions toward them. Like I said, once you get going on a story the characters become thier own people.
It's been over a year. Last June, Hammond graduated. I was a junior and he was a senior, so we both knew this would happen, but we didn't expect it to creep up on us so soon. We promised to keep in touch. After all, we were in love. Or so we thought, in our young minds. We kept in touch as we said, though moderately. I had to work a lot over the summer, so face-to-face meetings between Hammond and I were sparse, and it didn't help that my persistent work schedule made me far too tired for us to have sex when we did meet up. I imagine he and Wayt got to know each other a bit more, with my blessing (after all, I couldn't expect him to be as deprived as I was allowing myself to be; with only a jack-off session every other friday). Their sexual relationship was purely sexual with, as I understood it, no emotional investment. A week before Hammond left for college, I quit my job and spent every day with him, and we finally loved passionately and ferally.
After a month with him at college, our flame died out. It was just a high school relationship, and it wasn't designed to survive after the collegiate separation. It was a mutual agreement, and neither of us were as hurt by it as we had anticipated. Though now we rarely talk, from our occasional communication I hear he found a nice fox girl into dominating large guys and using strap-on dildos. He told me, almost laughing, how the two of them were very open sexually as the two of us had been, and bisexual threesomes and foursomes weren't uncommon with the new couple. I'm glad that he found someone so fiery and open in their sexuality, as I knew that was the type he needed.
And as for Wayt, I've lost touch with him. I don't know what he's up to lately, even though we're both seniors now, and though I am curious I'm not going to go out of my way to find out what he's doing after graduation.
I came to find in the months that Wayt was in it more for Hammond than for me, and our relationship was also discontinued. As a senior I found a lovely new companion in a kind junior, an otter named Gurey. His fur was mostly tan over his body, but his head boasted a humanlike head of short, curly, bistre-colored hair. I would also come to find that Gurey's armpits and a small patch of his pubic area also featured the bistre-colored hair. I wasn't sure if Gurey and I were in love, because of what I'd just gone through with Hammond, but we were happy. We had been together for a while, but like Hammond we weren't exactly public. In private we practically swallowed each others' tongues, but in public we were just casual acquaintances.
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The story of how Gurey and I met was rather bland and unoriginal. We were in band and choir together, both of us having been in the select chorus as well. We both had done the spring musical for a couple years, and we had come to know each other a little through those. But he was still, despite his being only very slightly taller than I and having a more skinny than muscular build, a football player, a wrestler, and a track-and-field participant, and therefore not in my primary group of acquaintances. It was only by chance that one day in the locker room (where, it would seem, most of my encounters seem to occur), I would catch Gurey with a boner in response to someone being pantsed and therefore relieved of their underwear. It appeared to me that nobody else noticed Gurey's erection, as he quickly sat down on a bench and bent forward to hide it in the thin fabric of his gym shorts.
Later that day, when we by some miracle were alone, I had teased him about it, and he had blushed and insisted upon his heterosexuality. I, being more confident in myself after having been with Hammond and being stronger emotionally after my initial unpleasant sexual encounter with Wayt, decided to call bullshit on that claim, and whether he liked it or not I pressed my muzzle against his, and I forced my tongue past his lips, licking his teeth until they opened to receive my kiss. I felt his hand grab and squeeze my ass tightly....
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Now I am about to graduate, and Gurey and I are still together. Are we in love? Maybe. I'm going to college a lot closer than Hammond was, so I will be seeing more of my new love. But if we don't end up together in the end, who am I to argue with fate? Thus is the nature of love, and even should I never find my true love, the ride is worth it. And even though I'm with someone else now, who's to say wanting Hammond wasn't worthwhile in the end?
I know that this is a "clean" (and short) chapter but it is merely the conclusion of the first part of the story. I tried to end it naturally and end in a way that Hammond, Wayt, and Gurey can have their own stories. Also, you can look forward to Gurey and Wayt having first-names, as Hammond is the only main character based on a real person who isn't heavily altered in every way, and also is the only one whose real name I've been using in the first place (I want to respect the privacy of the real-life versions of these people and I wasn't thinking when I used Hammond's real name).