Strawberries
So yeah, this is actually the very first story i've ever put out on the internet. I'm trying to refine my writting style. I'm nott 100% satisfied with how this turned out, but I'll let you decide.
Contains adult content, no actual sex scenes (because I suck at writting erotica), but some references to sex and foul language that may offend some people. please do not read if you are under age.
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Jack Harvey stared intently at his reflection. He seemed like a completely normal human being, light skin, brown hair and eyes, average build. Someone you'd see on the way to work and forget about as soon as he left your field of vision. Even to his coworkers there was nothing out of the ordinary. He sat at his desk, did paperwork, attended meetings, and occasionally bought bagels for the office. If he were to get fired, nobody would really notice. Jack wondered if this was why he felt like strangling his reflection. "Nobody cares about Jack Harvey," he said quietly, "Nobody cares that he can play the oboe, or that he likes strawberries, or that his parents died in a traffic accident when he was 12, or that he..."
Jack hesitated.
You are gay, Jack Harvey.
He frowned. It was something that, after 22 years of life, he had only recently became aware of. He didn't want to fully admit it. He felt like an idiot for ignoring the obvious signs; trying to sneak a peek at other boys in the locker rooms while he was in high school, staring at the male models on the underwear packages, never even attempting to find a girlfriend. Hell, he couldn't even masturbate without fantasizing about being pounded in the ass by another guy. But he had disregarded those signs, as if his sexuality was a carpet stain he wanted very much to ignore.
And why did you move in with Henry? Because the ad asked for a "gay or gay-friendly" roommate, that's why.
Jack banged his fist against the wall. "No, it's not." Henry De La Cruz was a wolf, with whom Jack shared the 2 bed/2 bath apartment. Initially it was Henry's, but he had decided to rent out the other room, which until then he had been using as an extended closet. Jack, who had gotten a new job about six months ago, was desperate to find someplace closer to the office and had failed to notice in the ad that Henry was a fur. Not that he was prejudiced, but it shocked him when he first knocked on the door and a dark-grey wolf answered.
Isn't it funny, Jack? You're literally living in a clo-
"You okay?" Henry asked from outside the bathroom door. "I heard something hit the wall."
"I'm fine, I just lost my balance," Jack lied, twice in one sentence.
"Oh. Are you almost done? There's something wrong with the shower in my bathroom; I need to use yours."
Sure, come on in! I'll help you scrub your back!
Jack turned and opened the door. He was about to tell Henry not to use his scrubber, but saw that he was holding his own shower stuff. Instead, Jack said "Don't make a mess," and stepped out.
Henry glowered; he had noticed that in the past two months Jack had been acting like he was pissed off about something. "Maybe it's because of that time I brought a guy here without asking if it was alright," Henry thought. In a way, he was right. Listening to the muffled sounds of Henry fucking a human guy had caused Jack to realize his own sexuality. "I could always kick him out, but he used to be such a nice guy. If he were gay, I might even love him." Now that Henry thought about it, he had never asked Jack about his sexual preferences. Henry shrugged, turned on the water, and stripped down.
***
An hour later, Jack and Henry were both in the living room watching TV. It was Saturday, so neither of them had to go to work. "Damn, there's nothing good on," said Henry, flipping back and forth through the channels. "Want to just watch a DVD? I picked up a few of them last night."
"I don't know, maybe," said Jack. "What did you get?"
Henry got up and walked over to the DVD rack. He picked one out and brought it over to Jack. Jack looked at the cover and frowned. It was a gay porn movie, titled "His Furst Time," and had a skinny human standing between a bull and a horse.
Yeah! Say yes, Jack! Maybe one thing will lead to another, and he'll have you bent over the couch, ramming his cock into your ass. You won't regret it!
"Are you seriously asking if I want to watch porn with you?"
Henry laughed. "Nah, I just wanted to see the expression on your face. You look like you need some cheering up."
Jack's hearts sank a little. "Whatever. I'm heading out, that new game I want comes out today." Jack said while making his way to the door.
"Take your time," said Henry, "haven't had any me time in a while." He smiled suggestively. "Sure you don't want to stick around and watch a porno?" He joked, "It has some pretty hot human guys in it."
Say yes say yes say yes-
Jack grimaced. "Don't get anything on the couch. That's mine." He opened the door, but just stood there. Henry had put the disc into the DVD player, and was taking off his pants. Jack couldn't help but stare at his crotch for a few seconds.
"Enjoying the view?" Henry said. Jack stepped out and shut the door quickly, hoping Henry hadn't noticed him blushing.
***
"Sold out? But I preordered it! You can't be sold out!" Jack was on the verge of yelling.
"Um, sorry sir, but the shipment we received was much smaller than anticipated," the cat-lady behind the counter said meekly. "You aren't the only one whose preorder was canceled. I can refund your deposit, or you can pick it up when the next shipment arrives, and I'll give you a 25% discount on your next purchase of any used game or accessory in the store."
"Um... when's the next shipment?"
"We should get it in by Wednesday, sir"
Jack thought for a moment. "Fine, I'll take the discount and pick up the game Wednesday." Jack said.
"Would you like to purchase anything with that discount today?"
"No." Jack left the store in a foul mood. It had taken nearly an hour by bus to get here, and now he was going home empty-handed. What a waste of a Saturday afternoon. Jack kicked at a piece of garbage lying by the sidewalk. Suddenly his cell phone rang. He looked at the screen; it was Henry calling from the apartment.
"Hey Jack, could you do me a favor?"
"What?"
"I kind of used up the last of my lube. Can you get some more for me on your way back? I'll pay you back."
"Hm, fine. It's the strawberry-flavored one, right?"
"Yeah. Hey, how do you know that?"
"You left it in the living room once."
And I helped myself so some. It's sooooo gooooood.
"Oh, sorry. So when will you get back?"
"I don't know, six?" Jack didn't feel like going straight home. "Order pizza or something. Bye." He pressed the end button.
After stopping by the pharmacy and buying the lube Henry asked for, Jack made his way over to bus stop and sat at the bench next to a tall dark-green male dragon who was holding a few shopping bags. Jack checked his watch and saw that he still had about ten minutes before arriving. His gaze became unfocused and he found himself thinking about Henry.
You know you want him. You want to ride his cock and let him shoot his load deep into you. You want to spend the rest of the weekend in his bed, making out, pressing against each other, running your fingers through his fur. And more than anything, you want to look him in the eyes and say "I love y-
"Perv!" Jack snapped back to reality. He had inadvertently been staring at a cheetah-woman's chest. "God, I hate men like you!" She stormed off and stood outside the enclosure.
"Sorry," Jack said.
Bitch.
The dragon sitting next to Jack chuckled and scooted closer. "Don't you hate women like that? They know they're hot, and think every guy who looks at them is mentally undressing them. Not that I blame you if you were, I was doing it too." He chuckled again.
Jack glanced at him. "I wasn't. I have no interest in women like her."
You, on the other hand...
"Sounds like you've been having a bad day. Did you get dumped or something?" The dragon leaned closer, his shoulder now pressed against Jack's.
"No, I was going to get that new RPG that came out today, but the damn store ran out. And I preordered it, too. Just pissed at them."
"What, this one?" The dragon reached into one of his bags and pulled out a game case. Sure enough, it was the same game Jack had wanted to buy. "Picked it up an hour ago. So you like video games?"
"Oh, yeah. I've been playing them for as long as I can remember. I still have some of the classics in storage, though my system doesn't work very well. But that game there is from one of my favorite series."
"Ha, seems like I got you to lighten up," the dragon said, with a sly smile. "The name's Alex, by the way."
"Jack. Sorry, my roommate doesn't like games very much. Don't really have anyone to play with." Jack felt like such a nerd. The bus finally arrived, and both got on, sitting next to each other.
"Wanna stop by my place? You could play this game, or something with multiplayer. I've got tons of games."
Sure!
"Sure. I was feeling bummed about not having anything to do the rest of the day. Where do you live anyway, Alex?"
"A house on 8th, near January St."
"Really? That's only 3 blocks from my apartment complex." Jack checked his watch. "Plenty of time. Okay then, let's go play some games."
***
"Nice place. Do you live here by yourself?" Jack surveyed the exterior of Alex's house. It was only one storey, but it was a lot nicer looking than the house he lived in as a kid.
"Yeah. It's fully paid off too." Alex fumbled with his keys for a moment, then found the correct one and opened the door. When he did, a slight, warm breeze came from the house. Even though it was summer, the wind felt nice, and Jack felt more relaxed than ever. He stepped in, and saw a well furnished living room, including what looked like a very comfortable easy chair. "Sit anywhere you like." Jack made his way over to the chair, looked in Alex's direction to see if there was any issue, and sat down. It was very comfortable indeed. Jack hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night, and sitting there made him realize just how tired he was. He was just about to doze off when Alex's voice snapped him back to consciousness. "Should I go ahead and load the game in?"
"What? Oh, yeah." Jack felt foolish for almost falling asleep in a virtual stranger's house. "How can how afford all of this by yourself anyway?"
"I," Alex began as he turned on the TV and game console, "am a professional stripper. Been doing it for about 12 years now. Hope you aren't freaked out by that."
Oh, of course not. Pretty hot, actually.
"Uh, a little," Jack said, blushing slightly. "I didn't think strippers made that kind of money."
"Well, they can, but you got to put on a hell of a show. You get more tips that way. You also have to know the audience; different people like different things."
"Gee, thanks for the lesson," said Jack, a bit harsher than he intended to sound. "Not that there's anything wrong with it. Don't get the wrong idea."
"Of course not." Alex understood that Jack was just a little uncomfortable talking about such topics. "Anyway, do you want to go first?"
Jack shook his head. "It's your console, I'm fine with watching."
For the next two hours, the two passed the controller back and forth, discussing strategies and cheering each other on. At one point Alex went to his fridge and got some sodas out. It was the most fun Jack had had all year. After some time, Alex paused the game, stood up, and started making his way to a deeper part of the house. "Sorry, nature calls. Sit tight for a moment." Jack glanced at a clock on the wall; 5:05. His fatigue suddenly hit him full force. Hoping Alex wouldn't mind, he leaned back in the chair, and drifted to sleep. He dreamt about being sandwiched between Henry and Alex, not actually having sex, just being embraced by them.
***
"Wake up, sleepyhead," chimed Alex's voice. Jack moved around in the chair, and opened his eyes a crack, though his vision was a little blurry.
"Shit, how long was I out?" Jack said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Only about ten minutes. C'mon, wake up."
Jack finally opened his eyes fully, and nearly had a heart attack from what he saw: Alex was standing in front of him wearing nothing but underwear. Actually, calling it underwear was being generous, as it more closely resembled a jockstrap. On his face Alex sported a mischievous grin. "Sometimes, I put on a... private show... for customers I really like, if you know what I mean."
Jack was at a loss for words "But I've never... I thought you... I mean, I'm not... I'm not..."
"Shh," Alex put a finger to Jack's lips. "Yes you are. I can tell you've been interested in me that way since I started talking to you at the bus stop."
Jack felt himself calming down a little, but was still confused. "Fine, I admit it, I'm gay. And yes, I did fantasize about you a little. But I thought you were straight."
"I'm bi. It's pretty much a requirement, seeing as how a lot of my customers are men. Male, female, fur, scaly, human, I like 'em all." Alex advanced onto Jack, forcing the chair into a reclining position. Jack felt his cock stiffen from the sensation of Alex's heavy but well toned body pressed against his, but wasn't sure if he was really enjoying this. Alex seemed to sense Jack's discomfort. "I'm sure there's a lot going on in your head right now. Sorry, I probably came onto you a little too strongly. Do you want me to let you up?"
"I, uh, I need to pee," Jack managed to say after a few seconds. Alex chuckled.
"First door on the left."
Jack quickly made his way to the bathroom and locked the door behind him. Having never been in a dragon's house before, he briefly found himself intrigued by the toilet. It had no lid, and instead of being against a wall, it was in the middle of the room and had the water tank risen up to allow a dragon to sit comfortably with his tail hanging over the back.
Although he only had to take a piss, Jack sat down; he did his best thinking while on the toilet. He wasn't sure of what he should do. Alex had been a bit too sudden in his attempt to have sex with Jack, and Jack wondered if Alex was really going to let him leave with his virginity intact. At the same time, he felt that if he didn't give in to his sexual needs he'd be miserable for the rest of his life. And there was Henry... Jack realized he wanted more than ever to go home and lie down with the wolf, but if he ran out on Alex, would he have the courage to tell Henry that he's loved him ever since they first met? Not even the perverted little voice in Jack's head seemed to have any idea on what to do. Jack sat there for a few more minutes, long after emptying his bladder, and final decided that he needed to at least talk things over with Alex. He flushed, washed his hands, and went back into the living room.
Alex was sitting in the easy chair. Jack was relieved to see that , though still bare-chested, he was now wearing pants. "Make up your mind?" Alex asked.
"Sort of." Jack sat down on the couch. "You're right, I am gay, and I have thought about having sex with you. But I don't really want to, at least not now."
"I see," said Alex, his voice heavy with disappointment.
"It's just that... well, I'm attracted to my roommate, Henry. I have been since I moved in with him, and I really want my first gay experience to be with him. I haven't said anything to him, and even though he's also gay I don't know if he'd feel the same way about me if I told him."
"Do you get along?" Alex asked.
"Yeah, pretty well. Except I have been kind of a jerk to him lately, because I've been so confused on how to tell him." Jack realized something. "I guess it was one of those situations where I was so afraid of rejection that I tried to distance myself from him."
"He'll probably forgive that if you tell him why. Do you know if he likes humans?"
"Yeah, he does. He has at least one porn movie involving human/fur sex, and..." Jack's heart sank thinking about the next part, "about two months ago, he brought a human home, and that's when I really noticed my feelings toward him. I just..." Suddenly Jack's eyes felt hot. For the first time in ten years, he started to cry. "I'm just so confused... What if he hates me? What if he throws me out?"
"Hey, hey, there's no need to cry," Alex said in a soothing voice. He moved over to the couch and put his arm around Jack, who responded by burying his face in Alex's chest. Alex adjusted his position and brought Jack into a full hug. "You aren't the only one who's gone through this sort of thing. There are a lot of people just like you, who didn't realize their sexual orientation until later in life, and don't know how to deal with their attraction to the same gender. It's a good thing you've admitted it now; some people never do, and end up dying bitter and alone." Jack gave a muffled sob. Alex felt terrible for practically forcing himself onto Jack earlier. He had no idea at the time that the guy was still having trouble coming to terms with his homosexuality.
***
They stayed like that for nearly half an hour. Finally, Jack began to pull away from Alex's chest, and Alex released his hold on him. "Thanks, Alex," Jack said, still sniffling. "I guess I really needed that. Sorry about the waterworks; I didn't mean to make a mess on your chest."
"No worries, it's better to get it all out of your system. If anything, I should apologize for pulling that little stunt earlier." Alex got up and went into the kitchen to get some paper towels.
"I guess it worked out for the better. Although, I'm still not sure of how to tell Henry my feelings for him."
"Just tell him. Sit down with him, start up a normal conversation, and gradually move onto how you feel about him. Whether he rejects you or not, you'll feel a hell of a lot better."Alex handed a few paper towels to Jack, and then pulled one off to wipe down his chest. "If you'd like, I could go there with you."
Jack blew his nose, and then shook his head. "I should do this by myself. But can you walk me home? All that crying has made me feel a bit disoriented."
Alex smiled warmly. "Sure thing. Let me get my shirt back on. You should have some water before we head out."
***
Twenty minutes later the two were standing outside Jack's apartment. Alex looked at Jack. "Sure you'll be okay?"
"Yeah, I think I've figured out how to tell him."
"Alright then. If he does reject you, or even if he doesn't..." Alex pulled out his wallet and gave Jack a business card. "If you need someone to hold you again, you can come to me."
"Thanks Alex. For everything."
Alex clapped his hand on Jack's shoulder. "Keep in touch, alright?"
"I will. Bye." Jack watched as Alex turned around and walked away. He waited a few seconds, and then opened the door to the apartment.
"Ah, there you are." Henry was sitting in the couch in his underwear. Jack wondered if he had bothered to put any clothes on when the pizza delivery guy showed up. "I was about to call. Pizza's getting cold."
"Sorry I'm late. I actually made a new friend today. Oh, here's your thing." Jack tossed the bottle of lube at Henry, who caught it expertly.
"Thanks. So is that who you were talking to?"
"Yeah." Jack got a plate and put two slices on it, then walked to sit down on the couch with Henry. For a while, neither said anything, eating pizza and watching TV together. After finishing his two slices, Jack finally spoke up. "You know what I've had a craving for all day?
"What's that?" Henry asked. He noticed that Jacks demeanor had improved since that morning.
Jack looked at Henry and gave him a small smile. "Strawberries."
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God, this is so long. I should totally be in bed right now, but I just had to finish this up.