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Ah, at last, the third chapter! I'd like to apologize for my painfully slow posting pace, I've been dabbling with other stories, which are also very much incomplete. I'm obsessive over revision and editing, and tend to drop things from time to time, so I'm not very consistent. I'll try to fix that! Anyway...

So, the third chapter. What will happen? Will there be romance? Further complications? Closeness and "sharing?" Read and find out!

...And the usual disclaimer-thingy... If you're under 18 or 21, depending, or don't like gay stuff, toddle off and find something else to read/do/etc. Otherwise, enjoy!

Chapter Three: The Garden by Nathaniel Wolf

A young fox kit, eight years old, rode his bike along the sidewalk, away from his house on the cul-de-sac. About three blocks down from his house, he noticed a moving van parked in the street. The kit slowed down, catching a glance at the family of wolves moving in. One wolf in particular stood out, a pup with brilliant white fur. Always the adventurous child, he parked his bike, and waved to his new neighbors.

"Hi!"

The family turned, seeing the young fox standing by a slightly-too-big bicycle. The mother smiled, and walked over, the white pup clinging to her pants leg.

"Hello, there! What's your name?"

"Jamie. I live down the street that way." He pointed.

"Is that so? I'm Martha. We're just moving in, so it's nice to see some friendly faces. And this," she said, gesturing to the timid pup, "is Paul. He's in the third grade."

Jamie's little face brightened. "Me too! Hi, Paul."

"H-hello..."

"I'm a little busy unpacking, so how about you two get to know each other? Paul, stay nearby." She walked to the moving van and began carrying boxes into the house. "Brad, could you help me with this?" Another wolf came out of the house, and grabbed a particularly heavy box. The young furs were left standing awkwardly in the front yard, not knowing what to say.

"Um...where did you come from?" The little fox asked.

"Oh, it was by the North Shore, a long way from here. There was a really big lake, like an ocean." Paul felt a little less shy.

"Wow! That sounds like a cool place. I've only lived around here."

"Yeah, but you have mountains here! I've never seen anything that big." Paul gazed at the peaks in the distance in wonderment.

"So, what do you like to do?" Jamie asked, bringing the white pup's attention back to their little conversation.

"I like soccer a lot, and tag is really fun. I have some video games, too."

"Me too! What ones do you have?" Jamie asked excitedly.

"Old ones, like Mario and Zelda."

"Mario's awesome! They're so fun..." And the conversation spread, and they learned a lot about each other.

"Do you want to be friends, Jamie?"

"Yeah! I don't have very many friends."

"Neither do I, I just moved here!" They giggled.

"Do you want to come over to my house sometime? I can ask my mom and dad."

"Okay! That sounds like fun. I could ask my mom and dad too." Paul beamed.

Jamie got back on his bike. "Bye, Paul! See you soon!" He started back home.

"See ya, Jamie!"

'I have a new friend! I can't wait to tell mom and dad!' Jamie smiled to himself as he rode slowly home. He breathed in the crisp, autumn air, adding to his happiness. It reminded him of hot cocoa and apple pie.

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Slowly, everything faded, and Jamie stirred from his sleep. He felt disoriented; the dream had been so real. It almost wasn't a dream really, but a memory, a memory of when he first met Paul. He marveled at the clarity, and how it stuck in his mind perfectly. As he became more awake, he felt Paul's form lying next to him, and he almost laughed out loud.

'What a jump! I was just making friends with Paul, now here I am!' He chuckled to himself. 'Huh, wow...' Jamie yawned, and readjusted his position, not wanting to wake Paul. 'What's this?' Jamie had just settled around Paul when he felt something hard and hot poking him. Paul was shifting in his sleep, moaning quietly. 'I wonder what he's dreaming about. Must be a VERY good dream!" Jamie grinned in the dark, suddenly getting a sneaky idea.

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Paul had also taken a trip back to younger days. Paul was eleven, and Jamie was twelve, being only a little older. It was a sleepover, at Jamie's house. They were up in Jamie's room, playing Soul Calibur II, and Jamie was losing miserably every match.

"Dang it, Paul! You're too good at this game! You always pick Link."

"I know, that's 'cause he's awesome!" Paul stuck out his tongue to taunt the fox.

"I'll get you!" Jamie tackled the wolf, and they wrestled on the bed, laughing. Jamie grabbed at Paul and his paw slipped, rubbing Paul's crotch by accident. At last, he pinned Paul, sitting triumphantly atop him.

"Oof! Jamie, get off! You're crushing me..." Paul pushed the smug fox off of his chest as he gasped for air. As Jamie rolled away, he noticed that Paul's shorts were sticking up, like a tent.

"Um, Paul..." Jamie blushed, and pointed. Paul looked down, his own face tinting pink.

"Uh, how did that happen?" The wolf pup asked dumbly. Now that he noticed it, it felt weird.

"I think it happened while we were wrestling. My paw slipped, and...I'm sorry..." They were both profoundly embarassed. "It's happened to me before...I think it's called a boner..."

"Oh..." The wolf replied dumbly. Paul tentatively touched at the stretched fabric. "It feels kinda good..." Paul looked at Jamie and blushed anew. "Jamie? You have one too..." Jamie looked at his own shorts, which were beginning to feel uncomfortable. "You try it." Paul said.

Jamie copied Paul, and began running his paw along the bulge in his shorts. "Wow...You're right, it does feel good!" He put his paw down his shorts, touching his young penis. He wrapped his paw around the small shaft, moving it up and down. "Ohhh...wow..." The young fox moaned, completely new to the sensations.

Paul did the same, whimpering quietly. His shorts made it difficult, so he pulled them down to his ankles. Jamie stared. He had never seen another erection before, and it fascinated him to no end. He removed his shorts, too, and they resumed their new activity.

Paul was in heaven. His inhibitions had all but died, and he pawed faster, moaning louder. A feeling welled up, deep inside, and it became more intense. Something told him to keep going, and he rubbed, almost desperate, until his first-ever orgasm took over.

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Outside the dream, Jamie had been slowly licking at Paul's cock. The wolf was obviously enjoying it, but he hadn't woken. Jamie wrapped his maw around the member, feeling Paul tense up beneath him. He bobbed his head faster, feeling absolutely devious.

Paul jerked awake as he climaxed, moaning loudly. In his sudden movement, he pulled his cock from Jamie's maw, and he cummed all over the fox. Thick, fluid warmth covered Jamie's face, some of it landing in his still-open maw. Paul, now wide awake, lay on the bed, panting in his euphoria.

"Wh...Wha?" The wolf seemed dazed and confused. Jamie giggled, and reached for a towel from his hamper to wipe up the wolf seed. "I...I was dreaming about the first time we ever pawed off. It was so real, like I was there. Now I'm here!" Paul raised up on his elbow to look at Jamie, and chuckled, seeing the mess he made. "And you are covered in cum."

"Great observation!" Jamie laughed. "I kinda...'interfered' with your dream." He grinned.

"You certainly did!" Paul grabbed Jamie and pulled him close, and licked the fox's matted fur.

"I had a dream, too. It was the first time we met. I rode up to your house when you were moving in, and we became friends. It was all the same, like I was eight again." Jamie sighed in rememberance. "Remember that day?"

"How coud I forget? I was afraid I wouldn't have any friends. But you came along, and now look where we are!"

"And does where you are make you happy?"

Paul smiled. "You know, teachers and parents tried to tell us, time after time, that there are no stupid questions. You, my friend, just found one." They laughed quietly, holding each other. "I love you so much..." They kissed deeply, and Paul could taste his cum.

"I love you too, you meany-head." Jamie nestled back into Paul's arms, resting his head on Paul's chest. The clock read 3:00 am. Jamie yawned, sleepy. "You know, thinking through my past a little, I think I was always gay, before I even knew what it was. Like I was destined to be gay, or something. Now I understand what it means, and I'm glad I am."

Paul chuckled. "Me too..." He closed his eyes. "If we weren't gay, we wouldn't be here now."

Jamie yawned again. "Nope..."

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Jamie roused slowly, feeling safe and warm. He sniffed, smelling Paul's enticing aroma. But past the wolf's scent was the smell of pancakes, fresh and hot. Suddenly, his blood ran cold.

'Oh, fuck...Mom's home!' Jamie nudged Paul, whispering into his ear. "Paul, wake up!"

"Mmnn...what?" Paul smiled. "Morning, love." Paul sobered, seeing Jamie's worried expression. "What's wrong?"

"Mom's home! My door was wide open last night...She probably saw us..."

"Well, she was bound to find out sometime. Let's grab a shower first, then we can talk to her."

They darted to the bathroom, locking the door. They showered quickly, probably taking no more than five minutes. After drying off with a towel, they ran back to Jamie's room to get dressed. Standing, they faced each other, and they hugged, holding each other tight.

"It'll be okay, Jamie."

"I know, I'm just so nervous."

"Me, too." Paul kissed Jamie on the cheek.

They walked out of Jamie's room and down the stairs, pausing before entering the kitchen. Jamie reached for Paul's paw, interlocking his fingers with his boyfriend's. He took a deep breath, and they walked into the kitchen, together. Kris turned from her culinary efforts, smiling at the teens.

"Morning, boys! Want some breakfast?" Kris asked them brightly. She suddenly grew less cheerful, sensing their fear. Her eyes traveled, seeing their paws clasped, tightly. 'I was right...' She thought, before smiling warmly. "Jamie, come here." She pulled her son into her arms, comforting him. "You don't need to worry. I love you, no matter what." Tears leaked from Jamie's eyes, tears of joy, tears of relief. Paul was left there, standing awkwardly, not sure what to feel. He felt an immense happiness for Jamie and the acceptance he found, but Paul was afraid of what would happen when it came time for him to come out to his parents. He prayed that they would find the same compassion and acceptance in their hearts that he had Kris had shown.

"Thank you, mom." Jamie wiped a stray tear from his eye. "I was...worried about how you would take it."

"You don't need to worry about that any more, Jamie. And for God's sakes, I grew up with Sam and Ted! How could I possibly not accept you or Paul?"

Jamie laughed. "Oh, yeah! I almost forgot about them!" Paul sent Jamie a questioning look. "They're my twin uncles, and they're gay." Jamie explained. He laughed, watching Paul's surprise. "Yeah, it's...different, really, but it's sweet seeing them together, in an odd sort of way."

"Those brothers of mine..." Kris sighed. As socially unacceptable as their relationship was, she'd made peace with it long ago, loving them all the same. "Well, the pancakes are getting cold. Better eat 'em quick."

She layed out the syrup at the table, and served them their breakfast. They ate quickly, both hungry. After breakfast, Jamie whispered in Paul's ear.

"I want to show you something. I've never shown anyone else."

"What is it?"

Jamie grinned mischeviously. "You'll just have to find out!" Grabbing the wolf's paw, Jamie led the way out the sliding-glass door, into the backyard. He opened the gate, and they walked into the forest. The trees there were familiar, because Jamie and Paul used to play in the forest all the time. Jamie found the small trail he had been looking for, and followed it, Paul with him. The fox looked around as they walked, smiling. There was a light breeze sliding through his fur, and the sun was shining through the tree tops, warming him. A quiet rushing sound surrounded them as the wind flowed between the pine needles above.

They walked for twenty minutes or so when the trail sloped downward, and followed a rock wall for a while. A spot of the cliff, low to the ground, was covered by underbrush. Jamie pushed it aside, revealing a hole just large enough for Paul to crawl through. Paul looked questioningly, and Jamie started in. Paul followed the fox, feeling cramped. It was a tunnel, and opened up quickly. The wolf crawled out and stood, looking around.

"Wow...This is...beautiful..."

"I know. I don't think anyone else has ever been here." The pair stood, taking it in. They were standing in a sort of meadow, surrounded by rock wall. It was roughly cylindrical, and had no top, so sunlight came down strongly. Grasses and wildflowers grew, painting a little rainbow around the glade. A large, flat boulder sat in the middle, begging to be sat on. The surface was smooth, and warm to the touch as they sat down.

"How did you find this place?"

Jamie's face became clouded. "Paul, you remember, four years ago, when my dad died?" Paul nodded. "Well, it was a few days after...it happened, and me and mom had gotten back from the funeral." The fox paused solemnly. "It hit me, then. He was really gone. I just ran. I tried to run from the truth, from myself. I just kept running..." A tear fell in memory of his father. "After a while, I found this place. I was standing up there." Jamie pointed at the top of the glade wall. "I jumped down and spent hours here, just crying. I guess that was stupid, 'cause I didn't see the way out at first."

Paul wrapped his arms around Jamie. "I never told anyone about it. It's special, it's like a place for my dad. I didn't want to see it ruined." Jamie looked up at his boyfriend. "But now it's our place, just for us." He leaned up to kiss Paul. It was gentle, loving.

"Thank you, Jamie. I promise I won't tell anyone..." The quieted conversation went on, not talking about anything in particular. They just existed in the glade, taking in the beauty. After a while, they dozed off, a cool breeze ruffling their coats gently.

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Tré felt miserably dizzy, the blackness slowly giving way to his bedroom. As his vision cleared, he instinctively reached for his garbage can, heaving. The first words to flash through his mind were 'what the fuck did I do?' Suddenly, he remembered, feeling a dull aching in his wrists. Tré saw the gashes beneath the crusted fur, and he was suddenly terrified of what he'd done.

"No...God, what was I thinking?!"

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The tinted sun shined down onto Jamie's eyes. He opened them, and realized that it was getting late. The sky was shaded orange and pink, into the west, and most of the glade was in shadow. 'Damn...How'd we sleep so long?' Jamie nudged Paul gently.

"Wake up, love."

Paul's eyes opened slowly, staring up at his boyfriend. "Huh...How long did we sleep?"

"I dunno...but it's getting late. We better get back to the house." The pair stood up and stretched, and crawled out of their secret meadow. They jogged up the trail, their footsteps penetrating the tranquil quiet. Eventually, Jamie's back yard came into view, and they slowed, walking inside through the sliding-glass door.

"I was wondering where you two were!" Kris met them in the kitchen.

"We were spending some time together, mom." Jamie hugged Paul lovingly.

Kris smiled. "I'm sure you were, but it's getting late. Your parents probably want you back, Paul. I hate to kick you out..."

"But you are anyway." Paul laughed. He gathered up his things, and met Jamie at the doorway. They embraced, both of them smiling.

"It's not goodbye! We'll see each other tomorrow!" Jamie chuckled.

"I know...it won't be easy falling asleep without you."

They shared a quick kiss, and Jamie hugged his boyfriend again. "You saved me, Paul. You make me happy, I love you so much..."

"I love you, too, Jamie. I'll see you tomorrow!" The door closed, and Jamie was left standing in the entryway. The prospect of homework dragged him down, but he forced himself to march upstairs and finish his pre-calculus problems. Through some sort of miracle, he finished, and grabbed a quick shower before going to bed. He lay, thinking, warm memories surrounding and caressing him. The fox fell asleep, knowing he would see his wolf soon.

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Paul, himself, had homework to do, more along the lines of an essay project. He sat at his desk, working, and a younger wolf appeared in his doorway. His fur was a dark graphite color, almost a photo negative of his older brother. His golden eyes shone beautifully, resembling pristine cuts of topaz. The wolf was, at 15, shorter than Paul, and lean. He didn't work out much, really, and was kind of quiet.

"Hey, Kevin." Paul said, without looking up.

"Having fun?"

"Oh, yeah. Lovin' it." Kevin grinned at the sarcasm.

"You seemed really happy when you got home. What's the occasion?"

"Well..." Paul stopped. Could he tell Kevin? His brother wasn't very close-minded, so he figured he could tell. "Jamie and I are sorta...going out. He came out to me on Friday, and I kinda...figured myself out too." Paul waited, analyzing his brother's face.

"Huh." Kevin didn't seem phased. "That's cool. You seemed lonely, Paul. It's great you found someone special!"

"Special is right! It's not just the whole boyfriend-boyfriend thing, it's real. I love him, Kevin!"

Kevin smiled. "Wow..."

"Um, one thing. Don't tell mom and dad."

"No problem. Dad'd probably skin you alive! I've heard him ramble on before, and it gets pretty scary. I don't see a problem with homosexuals at all. I mean, Keith came out to me a few months ago."

"Really, Keith?" Keith was one of Kevin's friends, a leopard, and didn't really seem like he'd be gay.

"Yeah. I used to think gays were weird, but when someone you know goes through that kind of pain, it really changes how you think about it."

"Thanks, Kev." Paul ruffled his younger brother's headfur.

"You're my brother! I care about you." He quickly hugged Paul. "Have fun." Kevin left the room, leaving Paul to his homework. Momentarily, though, Kevin's head reappeared in the doorway. "By the way, have you two done anything yet?" The younger wolf grinned.

Paul blushed, but answered, "Yeah..."

"Really, now?" Kevin's grin grew only more mischievious.

"Oh, get out of here!" Laughing, Kevin disappeared. Paul smiled to himself. He was lucky to have a brother like Kevin. He could be a bit of an ass, but Kevin was alright most of the time. After a while, Paul finished his work, and, feeling tired, flopped down on his matress. He drifted off quickly, eager for the new day to begin.

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Through the wall, Kevin was having some thoughts of his own. The younger lupine lay on his bed, unable to sleep. Kevin was an odd case, actually. He was a pretty withdrawn fur, and was usually pretty quiet. However, he had a lot of great ideas, and had very open-minded views. Things like homophobia really got to him; he couldn't understand why people would harbor that kind of hate. People like his father disgusted him. Kevin was afraid of his dad, and for the same reason as Paul.

Since Keith's coming out, Kevin had been confused. In his sympathy, he felt drawn toward his friend. He had been wrestling with it months before Paul had ever been certain. Kevin had no objection to being gay, just the fear. The fear of Brad, his father. The teen had witnessed his father's vehemence when arguing against things like gays. Brad was deeply religious, something the rest of the family had never been.

Kevin often went sleepless like this, thinking about his situation, the one that he shared with only so many other furs, including Keith and Paul. After Keith outed himself, Kevin, over time, figured himself out, and thought often about the leopard. Sighing downheartedly, he turned on his side, trying to fall asleep. A tear rolled down his cheek as he thought about his predicament. Kevin decided to talk to Keith as soon as possible; the young wolf felt so lonely.