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I awoke to the ringing of my very nice alarm clock in the shape of a banana, silly person banana's aren't alarms there food that always got me in a happy mood waking up and seeing that it made me smile.

I got out of bed and scratched myself giving everywhere a good itching in between my eyes my back well what I could reach my chest that was nice and finally my legs just to itch away the fur that needed a good brushing.

After that I walked into the bathroom and turned the radio on that was in the shape of a sea horse another item from the old company same as the clock it played some morning tunes to which I did a small merry jig to bumping my hips along to the music as I brushed my teeth everything was going great then it hit me.

The fight with the tiger who was bigger then me the shower with the gay couch or was he just playing me the training I'd said I'd do and the things I'd ordered.

I dropped my tooth brush into the sink it made a splash as it hit the running water I looked at myself in the mirror the bruising had gone down but it was still there so to was the pain in my guts.

Had I really hit a tiger with my emotions? I looked and shook my head; no not with these soft hands they might only hurt a baby if it has rough skin not used to soft touches but yes I had I had hit someone more powerful than me and it felt good! Getting my way not someone else's and not running away I punched the air hitting my light as I did thankfully not breaking it.

I stopped it from spinning around and fixed myself some food as I was very hungry.

I was about 9 in the morning I had breakfast as it was that time of the day or I'd woken up and no matter what time it was that was breakfast time or maybe brunch a posh word gay's use.

I fixed myself something nice eggs bacon and some tomatoes I maybe gay but I love greasy food plus I can work it off with my morning jog.

As I did this I put the telly on to lose women a great T.V. show as I ate my food I noticed that one of them had the most super ear ring on; she told us how she got it then told us it was mother of pearl with 18 carrot gold outer edge it was a gift from her friends for getting married.

I was in my boxers as I watched this the boxers had some nice logo's on all DC marvel comic logo's batman superman you know that stuff It was cheap so I brought a pack plus it was in my size.

As I watched on I was about to bite into a crisp bit of cooked bacon not too brown just lightly browned all the fat gone just grease or and oil when my door went a knocking.

Being more confidant now I went to the door, without any mace the spray or a weapon I opened it to the locking point like old furs have well I'm not that confidant yet.

"Hello?"

I said trying to sound old so that no one would think to keep on going with whatever it was they were selling

"Removal men here for a mister err Ian? Were here for his trade stuff?"

He said looking at the paper work a nice chubby bear black one too

"Oh that's me! Give me a second"

I unlocked the door and opened the door two horses came in and took the stuff I'd traded for the weight and boxing gear.

They where buff but had rings so happy married or not waiting a tail raiser the bear then put the paper work in front of me,

"Sign here, here, here and here"

I signed with my very nice pink pen with a big coloured feather sticking out of the top again brought a small box of them if kids come knocking at Halloween I give them one they like it as its better then candy

"Thanks the stuff will come in 3 days which gives us enough time to see if this stuffs worth what you're ordered"

They left taking the items only a few more smaller boxes my flat now looked empty in fact it looked bigger! I didn't know I'd taken so much junk from that place on my card.

I got dressed and went to the gym for day two of training.

As I got into the gym my top saying palm spring break 2003, a gift from my mate from years ago when I lived there he went there when I was sick I had on some colourful shorts.

I looked around but no sign of rhino or Steve as I went into the gym which was about 10 ish the place wasn't too busy but quite busy.

I looked in his office and saw an empty bottle of drink on the desk I guess what happened yesterday brought back some hurtful things or bad memories.

I sighed and got dressed into my gear just some simple clothes a shirt saying tough lover and some black bike shorts tight to show off the cuteness of one's ass.

I then went into the weight's room and started to lift what I'd lifted yesterday but I failed how had I done it yesterday but not today?

Then I thought on what couch had said, "c'mon wimp" and it went up not much but it went up I kept thinking of bad things some thing's I'd tried to block out with nice things or some very fruity drinks at the bars but I thought of them and it worked I lifted it with ease.

Then I saw couch he looked and moved away he was heading for the boxing ring he had seen me working up a sweat now it was time to train.

I followed him to the ring but to my surprise there was another fighter, he was a horse much bigger than me but he looked like a light weight only just 6'7 if that very nice Gray with some brown here and there but like me all skin and bones but he had some great arms on him I looked and was in my little world of undressing him or watching him dance nude his sack and sheath bouncing around while techno music pumped out then couch spoke breaking the dream.

"Ian, this is D he's the light weight champion one of my fighters I knew him when he was in jail I want you to fight him"

I looked and joke laughed like it was a mean joke

"You're joking right?"

I said but couch kept his face no smile or chuckle he was dead serious.

I got into the ring my new yellow gloves with the pink lace up bit shone as they where new thanks to the company sending them as they were easy to transport the heavier items would be coming in three days.

I then looked at the other guy he was dancing around the ring punching the air.

I thought it was dancing but it was movement the kind boxers do before the fight the bell then rang coach was on the side acting as ref my first action go charge at him I swing for him with my left he dogged and punched me in the gut hard.

I gasped and feel to the floor in pain holding my still saw guts from yesterday but I got back up well couch helped as I wasn't to be counted out.

"D take it easy on him he's a newbie no rough ring stuff just basics"

He said as I looked at couch he winked I wondered what that meant then I knew I then went in gloves up.

I then punched him again missing again he just dodged them with ease I didn't know what to do turning to coach for advice was lightly hit in the back of the head it had messed my hair up I'd spend an hour making it look nice and now it was now ruffled that got me angry.

I swung and got D with a left hook he fell but got back up holding his jaw he uttered something but I wasn't listening he punched his gloves and started to come at me now ready to fight.

I just put my gloves up and we fought for no reason rocky came into my head as I fought him I looked at his movement I was a good thinker I think ahead instead of going in all guns blazing I watched and dodged his left and right studying him until I was ready then I hit him with a right then a left then a gut shot.

I was on fire I felt great I looked at couch as it to see what he thought of me but I shouldn't have done that as D then he hit me as I turned to give him more he punched me right in the face.

I did the silly look of being KO'ed and fell to the floor seeing stars if this was a cartoon I'd have the classic out for lunch on my eyes and stars or birds flying around my head but it wasn't and that's when I black out.

About an hour later I woke up in couch's office or on the bed I looked and then felt my face it was cold an ice pack had been put on it to numb the swelling.

I looked up my version still blurred but I could see a Gray lump and a white lump I rubbed my eyes and looked it was couch and D.

"Hay man are you okay? Only I hit you quite hard"

D said this to me helping me off the bed but my reply was;

"Yes I'm fine dear I'll have a apple with my train" I fell onto the floor still out from that hit but I thought I was okay,

I woke up again in the same room back on the bed it was empty except the smell of some drink something old and powerful gin or whisky it made me feel like I was in my fathers study.

I looked and there was couch watching me while doing some work papers and other stuff.

I got up off the bed my head spinning slightly and I was still uneasy on my feet like I'd had one too many bottles of something strong.

I then looked at couch and then said;

"Am I okay?"

As I leaned on the desk head spinning like a top he then looked at me and spoke

"Kid, your okay but you mustn't get cocky otherwise you get hit and knocked out like what happened there in the ring,

"I'm only there to be the ref if half time or time runs out I can then offer advice"

He drank from his bottle taking a big gulp it was now 3 in the afternoon I only knew this as the clock in the office said so or that what it read or some time as it was moving around I looked at him

"Oh okay then next time I hit him harder?"

I said holding my head so that only one rhino was in the room not three spinning around he smiled

"That too and harder but watch out for his punches as well he'll back up then punch and hit you".

He said getting up leading me to the ring for more training

We walked into the ring area D was gone he went home ages ago but I was still in the mood for a fight or wanted to fight.

I looked and noticed I was bigger or my arms felt much bigger and heavier my legs also felt more powerful like they had been pumped up by a bike pump and the spinning in my head had gone.

I looked and then got into the ring with couch yellow gloves still on my hands not been taken off.

"Okay now that was your first fight agents someone who is much lower but still a champ well was,

"Now I want you to punch the bag as hard as you can, then it's time for the ball"

He said pointing to the bag but I was more thinking of the ball,

"Oh goody I have the right suit for it as well"

I smiled and got very excited about that couch looked and sighed

"Wrong ball idiot"

I looked and he got out a very large ball it was brown and looked old then he lobbed it at me, I caught it but moaned and feel backwards from the sheer volume of weight it had.

It weighed a ton or was very heavy I got up just about with it in my arms now starting to hurt or feel like they used to and lobbed it back at him weakly as it was heavy only just getting it to go a few inches away from me.

He caught it with ease then lobbed it back to me I looked away hands near my body cowering in fear.

"Try to catch it with your arms out; it's to build your arms up"

he said picking it up and ready to throw it again which he did I put my arms out and caught it,

It sent me backwards but I stayed upright I then lobbed it back at couch harder this time using my arms not my shoulders like he had said,

"That's it now more power you limp minded person!"

He said this and lobbed at me again I caught it with ease that hurt as he said that which lit the fire,

I lobbed it back at him more power behind it he caught it but it knocked the wind out of him as it was a powerful throw.

He gasped and held onto the ball I looked at my very soft and nice hands had I just done that knocked the wind out of couch? Was it really the emotions? Was I only powerful thanks to years of being told I was no good? Or was it just that I could do it?

After a few more throws I punched the bag kicking it too but falling over thank you gravity you will not get a card this year.

At the café that was there couch treated I to some lunch or dinner my mind was not all there after being knocked out I was very hungry after that work out he then brought over a plate full of bacon some of it was burnt and some of it was very greasy.

I liked the odd fry up but not in the afternoon or hell evening not this fatty and far too un-healthy meal then there was a glass full of raw eggs uncooked I don't like eggs raw I like them sunny side up or cooked;

"Eat and drink this"

I looked up like a school boy at dinner time given all the greens or more greens then others while around me everyone else ate wonderful things

"Um no thank you couch, I'll be not having those but couch wasn't listening"

I looked at couch, I saw a box next to him it moved and clucked it sounded mad,

"What's in there?"

I asked moving the eggs around in the glass there mass moving around in the glass

"That is the next part of training after you've eaten your lunch or dinner yeah dinner"

He had the same as me but it had been cooked right eggs and some sausages.

I then looked again at the box wondering what was in there I then looked at my plate hopping it had turned into something nice a light salad or something less greasy but nope I missed my tea and salad that I'd have at this time but I ate all the bacon even if some was like trying to eat a shoe a shoe that was under cooked or made of rubber.

I looked at the eggs in the glass I put it to my lips and gulped took a sip the taste was awful it was wet and so Yuk I pushed it away.

Couch looked at me then grabbed my muzzle and started to pour the eggs down my throat I gagged at the taste trying to stop him.

I knew what to do I went limp on him it was a trick I learned from my mate if anyone wanted you to eat anything you didn't like or your getting too much cock you just go limp on them couch looked and stopped.

The remains of the eggs pouring out of my mouth and over my body he looked and was white he thought he killed me.

He then started to make the eggs come out turning my limp head to the side until there was no more that hadn't gone down my muzzle I was still limp he then looked at me as I came round making him even more shocked.

"I didn't like that and yes I can close my airway down its very useful for certain things",

I wiped the remains of the egg off of my body as couch looked at me still in a little shocked but he liked it

"good trick you should use that in the ring might come in useful if you don't want to give up might get the other guy DQ but now it's time for the box",

He said picking it up making it cluck more and bash the cardboard sides

He took the box it clucked all the way to the room the room was very basic room.

Nothing other than a chair and that was it and the door couch closed the door and then put the box down on the floor and opened it up and put it on its side.

I looked away I didn't know what it was a monster or something small that wanted to kill everything then out clucked a hen It walked out and picked the floor calm now out of the box.

I looked and couch just sat down on the chair by the door

"This is called catching the hen it's a great way to work the reflexes and sharpen up movement now catch it!"

He shouted this and the hen ran to a corner as he gave it a slight shock with his voice I looked at it

"Oh this is going to be easy!"

I really shouldn't have said that as I walked to the chicken in the corner to catch it as if to say easy it moved like a lighting bolt away from me it was quick!

I started to case it around the room it then ran more I looked it went under couch's chair I looked and dived for it going in all paws it moved and I hit my head on the chair couch watching all the time doing nothing but watching.

I dived for it and kept missing the floor had saw dust on it so I wasn't hurt that much plus if the chicken pooped easy to clean I got mad and then couch stopped me just as I was about to pick the chair up and lobbed at the hen with out without couch I was that angry.

He then walked over to where the hen was and in a flash with his speed caught it by the tail and picked it up it clucked and looked around.

I was shocked and now hotter than the heating in an old flock's home,

"I'll call it a day, but well done though most people I've known give up after hitting the floor about ten times you've got guts kid"

He smiled and then put the hen back in the box it seemed to go to sleep as it made no noise

I just huffed as I was annoyed and hot from not catching the dam thing I then went for a nice cooling shower it would clam me and relax me after that.

I took my now dusty and very itchy bike pants off and then took my dustier top off and I looked in my boxers even they had saw dust in them.

I took them off and put them in the locker couch had given me a key so I could use it for free as I was now part of his gym I put my stuff in there and grabbed my dressing grown which I'd brought with me the towels there were nice but too small even for my frame.

My yellow one was in the wash getting cleaned as I'd been using it for a week so time to wash it.

As I walked in there where the showers were there was no other furs there but the floor was wet from were they had been I padded in and put my pink grown on the hanger and started to wash with the free shampoo I'd got or what was left of it.

As I washed I made sure that the saw dust was all gone I then heard someone come in I took no notice as I was more confident than before if it was me a few days ago I would have grabbed my grown and gone home still wet I looked and there was my mate!

I looked and I shook my head maybe when I hit my head on the chair chasing that chicken I hit it so hard it made me see things I wanted to see, I looked and then he faded away.

"NO don't go bob please I love you! I can make it work you don't need him!"

I ran towards him or where he was and ran into something more bigger then bob it was couch he was there nude grabbing a shower as well,

"Who's bob?"

He asked as I hugged him thinking this was bob I looked and then got off him now trying to think on my feet,

"No one just err a friend I knew ages ago though"

I looked and washed my hair quickly going back into the showers couch followed me in and got next to me I looked down at his cock and then looked at mine only poking out a little bit were as his was out and on show.

I sighed and washed myself had a really just had a thought of bob? And instead of bob it was couch I looked at him couch just stood there I then felt his water splash onto me it was cold it made me shiver.

I have a warm shower but baths are so much nicer I might have one tonight I thought to myself, as I washed myself getting the soap off

"Bob was you mate wasn't he?"

Couch looked at me he turned the shower off and looked at me my cock only out a small amount but enough for it to be a tease show,

"Yes he was, I loved him but he moved away he got something nasty from another fur and well also found love better then, then mine"

I tried not to cry but a few tears ran down my face thinking about him,

"He was a great mate I loved him"

I said starting to sob lightly like I had the start of a cold trying not to and be tough like but it failed

"I know the feeling kid I lost someone too but to cancer well at the time they said cancer but it couldn't have been"

I looked at him I offered a hug but then I thought no he's too man for that but to my surprise he hugged me! I looked and hugged back I could feel my cock getting bigger from this I tried to fight it off but I couldn't then couch stopped hugging me I was warm and felt happy after that hug

"I lost my mate to cancer she was a great girl but then the letter came in the post and she, she read it and didn't want to be with me any more at least not while she was like that"

He started to cry he turned the shower on cold again but he wasn't cold enough he slammed the wall I looked and he then looked at me he then grabbed his towel and left not saying anything else.

I was shocked at what he's done he'd told me part of his life and only said a bit about my life I cleaned myself up and then got dressed and went home.

I saw in the gym a light in couch's room I then saw a drink he was drinking well the silhouette of him I brought some flowers and went to the graveyard.

As I walked in I looked for my mates grave I found it and I put the flowers on the grave I then tidy up I replaced the dead flowers and then cleaned up the broken glass and drugs on there I then kissed the cold wet marble he wasn't dead but he had died well to me he was dead.

I cried as I walked away I then looked for couch's grave or his girl's grave, after a good few hours of looking I'd wondered quite far into the graveyard and it was getting late I didn't see the moon come up or the fact that it was getting dark.

I just looked then I came to a grave it was over grown with weeds and ivy I looked at there was a picture of a rhino I then looked and saw the letters on the stone, it read

"Miss something the letters were faded or worn out loving girl, fun, sweet, and caring taken away from us too soon"

I cleared more and then it read more

"Rest your head on my pillow of love for even though you are dead and gone from my life my heart will always be filled with your love"

I cried more at that as it was so sweet all I'd put on my mates was;

"I will always love you and I will never forget you",

as I looked I noticed it was getting more dark I'd lost my way and I was in the graveyard my worse nightmare it was dark then I heard the gates close or something metal rattle.

I looked from the top hill where a angel looks out for the dead I saw the grave keeper leave locking up and going home I was in the graveyard alone and it was getting dark in fact it was night!

I ran to my mates grave and sat down the cold air was really cold my shirt not really covering much and my pants weren't very useful I was cold and it was colder was that a thing in all graveyards?

I shivered and then looked at my mate's grave I then said;

"At least if I die now, I die by your side unlike how you died at least I'll be with you"

I shivered even though it was July the nights where cold I looked and then closed my eyes was I going to die? If so then at least I'd be with my mate even if he is dead and we'd not been friends for years.

I shivered and curled up into a ball and waited for my body to shut down from the cold.

I then felt very tried I tried to fight the sleep but I couldn't I let the sleep take me I feel asleep and it was so nice it was like sleeping with an angel.

I looked and there next to me was my mate he looked at me and we held each other I then started to warm up but I didn't care I was with my mate that the only thing that mattered to me forever as one not a single gay fur.

End of part two