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Young Love

Chapter 9: Reunion

By: Mirron Tenshi

The young brown and white husky grunted and yelped as his neck was pulled into a half-nelson way too suddenly.

"There you are!" He didn't recognize the voice at all. Jason's eyes then clenched shut and his fangs bore as his scalp began to burn in the friction.

"AHH! Dammit! Stop! Let me go!" Jason struggled, but whoever took hold of him had a good amount of muscle on him. The pup squirmed as his scalp started to get raw. "Put me the fuck down right now!!"

"No!"

"Who the hell do you think you are?! Let go of me!"

"Never!" The guy laughed as this petty torment went on. Jason grunted as he pushed his arms up on the strong arm while pulling his head downward. Finally, the teen dog pulled free and growled at the animal who knuckled his head.

"Look, pal, just who the fu-" He gasped. Jason stood frozen where he stood, his eyes wide, his mouth agape. There stood another husky. He was tall and he wore a black leather jacket and blue jeans which bottoms were shredded and dirty from dragging from his shoes. The husky was grey with a white face and neck, and brown eyes. Jason's eyes.

The pup's mind went numb as he took in the canine infront of him, simply refusing to believe that the animal who he thought he was. The taller dog smiled as the little dog stood paralyzed, not exactly blaming him for just standing there as he was.

"It's been . . . Way too long . . . Jason." He knew his name. No. It just couldn't be. This had to be some sort of ill-willed hallucination. "It's wonderful to see you again . . . You've really grown . . ." This illusion was just far to cruel. It couldn't be him. "I remember you when you were just a tiny puppy. Crying your little eyes out, begging me not to leave, standing there in the middle of the street in your blue footsie pajamas as you watch the taxi drove off." No! Jason wanted no part of this. He will not allow his emotions to get the better of his self conscious.

Just as Jason took a step back, the older canine's paw reached over and lifted the arrowhead charm that hung around his neck with his fingers, smiling as the metal pendant reflected the after noon light from the mirror clear metal. "I'm glad to see this little thing still on you. Knowing dad, I'd have thought he'd take it away from you, seeing it as how little boys wearing jewelry is 'girly'." This guy even knew how Roy would feel about the necklace. When his father saw that necklace, he immediately took it off and threw it out the window, the puppy later having to search for the necklace again past his bed time with a flash light; he didn't want his big brother coming back to see that he lost it. The dog then pulled the links around, moving the metal lace until he came to the hook, examining it closely and grinned when he saw what it said. "You even still have the same chain: Sterling Silver, 1998"

The fact the necklace was moving had hit the younger husky that this was no hallucination. Tears came to his eyes as he looked into other male's brown irises. "Sco . . . Scott . . . ?!" Jason trailed off. His older brother nodded, feeling emotional as his little brother started to cry. "Scott . . .!" The grey and white husky padded his right paw onto Jason's left shoulder.

"I promised I'd come back." With that, Scott held his pinky forward to show him he remembered their promise. Warm liquid dropped from Jason's cheeks. He then growled as he gave a hard punch at Scott's left arm.

"Ow!" The grey dog held at his arm: Jason got him good. "What the hell, Jason?!" The brown husky seethed and panted, a train wreck of emotions was colliding within him. A long pause had lingered through as Scott rubbed his left arm and put his arm aside. He opened his mouth to say something when his the front of his jacket was gripped and pulled forward a little. Scott did and said nothing as Jason held at the leather, the black material rubbing and grunting in his grip. He glared up right into his own eyes. He then clenched his eyes shut as he put the jacket back, but not letting go as he buried his face forward. He sobbed as mixed emotions overwhelmed him. He wanted to hug his brother, punch his brother, love his brother, beat the hell out of his brother. Scott looked down at his upset brother.

" . . . . . . . . . 12 years . . . . . . . . . . 12 years . . . . . . . . . . It took you this long before I could see you again?! Why the fuck didn't you visit?! Why haven't I ever talked to you on the phone?!" Jason snarled as he looked back up. "Where the fuck were you all these years?!" Tears cascaded down his cheeks, snarling as they looked each other dead in the eye. Jason put his forehead back down and let go of his brother's jacket. He then started to lightly punch at Scott's right shoulder. "Where were you when I needed love and support?" The pup's shoulders jerked up and down as he cried. "Where was my big brother when I needed someone to look after me? Where was he when I was being bullied?" Scott's ears lowered against his skull, taking the soft hits, wanting to allow his little brother to let everything out.

"Where the hell was my brother when I needed to confide in him about my homosexuality?!" Jason yelled out. Scott's eyes opened in surprise. He then got teary eyed as he thought about what Jason had just blurted out. He could only image what it was possibly like to be gay living with a loathsome homophobe, the kind of secret life that his little brother had to live. The young dog then gripped his brother's arm.

"Scott . . . I needed you . . . I needed my big brother . . . The only thing I had to go by were your letters . . . I clung to those pieces of paper, hoping that the next day you would show up at our doorstep . . . Then they stopped coming when I was 12 . . . I thought you were . . . " Jason let go of the arm and dropped his knees. He was far too overwhelmed by his feelings to even stand. Scott then knelt down and wrapped his arms around his brother. Jason did not hug back as he buried his face in his brother's chest. "Dad told me you were put on the front lines . . . And that you deserved what you got . . ." The grey husky affectionately nuzzled his brother.

"Jason . . . I am so sorry . . . You need to believe me . . . Despite mom and dad, I would've came home just to see you at the very opportunity that I got . . . You don't understand, though . . . Mom and dad where a lot madder at me than I thought." He spoke softly into Jason's ear. "They signed me up for the harshest program the military had. I was to have no visitation rights to my family, I had to sneak my letters to get mailed to you with a messenger pigeon that a friend of mine had trained himself. I was only allowed one phone call a year." Scott sniffed as he remembered smiling and reading the somewhat sloppy grammar and handwriting of his little brother, chuckling as he rescanned the note over and over again in the moon light.

"I swear, each time I was given my phone call privilege, I called home and asked for you. When I did, either mom or dad hung up on the spot . . ." Jason sniffled as he then hugged Scott back, the older husky tightening is hug. "I ran out of stationary to write to you. None of the other cadets had any paper for me, we weren't even allowed to send letters. How I was able to get away with it the whole time I'll never know." A pause went by. Both brothers stayed there for a while until Scott spoke again.

"They kept me in that school for 7 years." The young dog lifted his head up and looked at his brother with pink puffy eyes. He then rested his head on Scott's shoulder. "I was so happy when I finally graduated so that I could rush back home . . . However, you can image my sad surprise when I knocked on our door and was answered by an Indiana Bat instead of a brown and white husky." Jason opened his eyes and wept some more. Him, his mother and his father had moved so many times in his life across the country. Now he knew why: to keep Scott from ever finding them.

"I'm sorry for hitting you, Scott." Jason croaked out. The older brother chuckled as he nuzzled the young canine again.

"It's cool. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you . . . I wish I could've supported you when you found out your sexuality." The two brothers sniffled as the grey dog comforted him. "I knew dad for who he was. It must've been so hard for you, Jason." The little dog nodded. Soon, they both stood back up, Scott was getting edgy about dealing with his parents again, whom he hated very much. "So where's mom and dad?" Jason smiled as he looked up at his brother, happy to give him the news.

"By now, I expect them to be somewhere int the middle of Oregon, Idaho, or Montana." Scott looked at his brother curiously.

"Huh?" Jason shook his head.

"You won't believe this-"

"Hang on. Let's talk about this over dinner, huh? I'm starving." The brown dog smiled and nodded as they both headed to a black motor cycle with blue flames on it with two helmets.

Within an hour, the two brothers were enjoying their meals at a Jack-in-the-Box while Jason told Scott everything that has happened recently. About when his parents kicked him out and when their father attacked Mark and Jason.

"Wait, he hit you?!" The young husky nodded.

"Yeah, and he nearly killed my boyfriend by choking him to death."

"My God, Jason. What happened then?" Scott asked, clearly eager to know the events that led to the next one.

"I couldn't do anything. When dad knocked me down, I sprained my ankle when I landed. But luckily, Mark's dad came in and shot dad's ear." Scott grinned and laughed a little. "And then this dark brown lion came running at us and was about to kill me and Mark. And I'm not exaggerating, he literally was going to tear us to ribbons, he had talons like crescent blades." Scott's eyes widened as Jason said this.

"Shit, did he kill you?" Both brothers laughed out loud. It was so hilarious, histarical if Scott really meant it. "Go on, go on."

"But then, this white lion leaped from the side and kicked the brown lion to the ground in the air and totally took him down."

"How?"

"I don't know. He just went at him with kung fu or something and the brown lion couldn't move."

"Wow . . ." After a pause so that the two dogs ate their food. "Mm, so Jason, where are you living now?" The canine swallowed and spoke.

"I'm living with my boyfriend's house. His dad was able to take custody of me. Mom and dad suddenly wanted me back."

"Pft. They only wanted custody so that they could've hurt you more." Scott scowled as he took a rip out of his fish fillet sandwich.

"Exactly. The judge saw through their bullshit and granted me under Bill's custody. Bill is my boyfriend's dad." The big brother nodded.

"I wish I'd gotten here sooner. So then you could've been under my care." He said as he gobbled up his fries.

"Do you have a place here, Scott?" The grey dog blinked and lowered his head. Jason laughed at the moment. This was the sort of thing you'd see from a comedy show like iCarly or Everybody Loves Raymond. "Don't worry, I'm sure Bill wouldn't mind putting you up until you can find some place." Scott nodded. He then looked at his brother seriously.

"Look, Jason. When I get a place of my own, would you want to live with me?" Jason looked at Scott. This was a tough choice: living with his beloved fox, or living with his brother whom he hasn't seen in 11 years. "Listen, bro, I won't blame you if you choose to stay with your boyfriend. I'm not planning on living very far, and if you do choose to move in with me, then Mark can come over whenever you want. It's your choice though. Either way, I'm making sure to be in your life from now on." Jason thought about this. He loved Mark so much, yet he wants to get to know his brother more, though he's going to be living with him, Bill and Mark. The young dog looked up.

"Would weekends be good?" He felt a little guilty choosing his boyfriend over family, but the circumstances pointed to living with Mark. However, Scott grinned ear to ear as he reached over and pet his brother.

"More than good, little guy." Jason murred happily as he bit into his hamburger.

A car had just pulled into the drive way at Bill's house. An adult fox and his son came out of the car with a few groceries. Mark eagerly waited to get into the house and to see his doggie. The door opened and the little fox trotted in and put the bags on the counter to attend to later. For now, he was looking for some kisses.

"Jason! We're home!" There was no reply. The teen canine rushed upstairs and checked into each room. "Jason? Where are you, babe?" Mark came back downstairs and looked at his father. "Dad, I can't find Jason."

Bill shrugged. "D'you look outside?" The fox then went to the back yard and called for his boyfriend there. He came back and looked to his dad.

"He's not out there either."

"Hmmm. Maybe he went to the movies or something."

"Without me?" Mark said as the taller fox took out his phone and dialed Jason's number; Mark's new replacement phone still hasn't arrived yet.

Three Days Grace started to ring out when Jason and Scott were at the doorstep. The husky took out his phone and rejected the call, seeing it there's no point in answering when he's about to enter. The door open and both canines walked into the house with milkshakes for him, Scott, Mark, and Bill they had gotten from Jack-in-the-Box.

"Ah, there you are, babe." Mark went over and kissed Jason's lips, him returning the kiss. The fox had then noticed the taller husky wearing the leather jacket. He blushed, knowing that the canine saw them kiss. "Um . . . Who's this Jason?" The young husky smiled as he went to his brother.

"Mark, Bill, this is my big brother, Scott. Scott this is my boyfriend, Mark, and his father, Bill." Scott held out his paw and shook Mark's paw.

"Nice to meet you, Mark. Same for you Mr . . ."

"Kenson. But please, call me Bill." Bill smiled as he shook Scott's paw, slightly amused that this guy shared that same formality trait as Jason.

"Wait . . . Jason. He's your . . . Brother?" Mark asked looking at Jason. The husky said that he was, not really knowing where Mark was going with this. Then it hit him, and he felt bad. The fox looked away as he marched upstairs and went to his room, closing it. After a pause, Bill spoke up.

"I didn't know you had a brother, Jason." The young dog looked the stairs, walking towards the flight.

"Neither did Mark." With that, he'd walk upstairs to talk with his lover.

After the door closed, Scott turned his attention to Bill. "Mr. Ke- Er, um, Bill. Thank you for taking care of my brother."

"Your welcome. Scott, was it? So now that you're here, are you wanting to take custody of Jason?"

"Nah. I don't even have my own place yet . . . So I was wondering if I could crash here for a while until I could get a job and find an apartment somewhere?" Bill nodded.

"Yes, that's fine. Did you talk to Jason about his living here? I take it that you're a legal adult, right?"

"Yes. And I have given Jason the choice of whether or not he wants to live with me when I get my own place. He said he wants to stay with you and your son and visit me on weekends." Bill chuckled.

"Wow, usually we'd have to go through divorce for that sort of deal."

"Hey, don't think you're not good looking, but I don't want to be involved with you anymore, Bill! He's my damn blood too!" They laughed as Scott made himself sound like an angry wife like that. He was making a good impression with the parental fox. After they settled down, Scott smiled and nodded. "Yeah, all I want for him is to be happy in a good environment. You seem like a wonderful father, Bill, and from what Jason's told me, your son makes him really happy." Bill nodded and padded his shoulder.

"So if I may ask, where were you before you came here?" Before the grey husky could answer, they heard a noise from up stairs. It sounded like moans and a faint banging. "Actually, lets talk in the living room, it can get pretty distracting." Scott nodded, grinning as he just found out that his little brother's a pla-ya.

Meanwhile, a few minutes back, Jason had went up stairs to go see to Mark. The husky went in as the fox was pacing. Mark looked at Jason with irritation. "Why didn't you tell me you had a brother? All this time and I barely find out about him now? Why?"

"I . . . I didn't want to bring him up."

"Why not? What was so bad that you couldn't talk about him with me?"

"Because I thought he was dead!" Mark's frustration went away when he said this. Jason sighed as he walked to the bed and sat down, looking at his shoes. "When I was 5 years old, he talked back to mom and dad and they sent him to military school. I haven't seen him in 11 years, Mark. We've sent letters to each other until I was 12, then the letters stopped coming. My dad told me that he died in the line of duty and deserved to die. Part of me believed that he was killed. The other part of me still believed that he was alive." His ears lowered as Mark approached him. The fox sat down next to his lover and wrapped an arm around him.

"I'm sorry sweetie. I understand." Jason smiled as his neck was nuzzled by his fox, his ear soon nibbled.

"It's cool, honey. And thank you." The husky giggled as he was gently pushed downward onto the bed, Mark laying on top of him. He murred as Mark made to take his shirt off. Jason lifted his strong arms to let the fox throw his shirt over to the side, his own jacket and T-shirt following suit. The couple snuggled as their warm soft fur rubbed up against each other. The husky's member was soon inflating when Mark rubbed his rear end on the dog's lap. Mark grinned as he pinched one of the dog's perked nipples.

"So. How do you want me this time?" He asked as he unzipped Jason's pants, soon leaving the dog with nothing but his brown and white fur on his muscular build, his proud throbbing meat poking at the slim fox's tummy.

"Doggie Style." Jason replied as he pushed Mark's pant's down his legs, feeling his paw on soft fuzzy fox butt.

"Mmmuuuuuurrrrrrrr excellent choice, hottie." And with that, the husky went up and set the fox up on his paws and knees, Mark reaching for some lube and passing it to Jason. The husky spread out the white and red-orange cheeks as far as they'd go and tried out his hand at rimming. Mark gasped as he felt his pucker licked. He'd blush and let his tongue hang out with his eyes half lidded as his inner most rear end was slivered. "Ohhhh Jason . . ." The fox moaned out as his tailhole was licked while Jason smeared lube on his shaft. After a minute of rimming, Jason got up and positioned his dick at Mark's asshole.

In one push, Jason slid his cock into his fox's insides, growling as he penetrated the fox. Mark moaned out loud as his favorite piece of meat impaled his butt, his tunnel being stretched just how he loved it. He let his head hang as the husky pulled back until the tip was almost out, and drilled back in, prompting another moan from the fox.

"Oh Jason, harder . . . !" The husky nodded and pulled back and slammed his pelvic regions into his lover's ass. Mark arched his back and yelped with a look of sheer ecstasy on his face. "Oh yes!! Faster!" Jason started to ram into the rump over and over as the tight walls closed in on his rod. Jason moaned as he plowed into the foxy. Mark reached down and started to jerk his own cock as he was bounced back and forth.

The two moaned more as the bed started hitting the wall, Jason's dick spurting pre deep inside of Mark, the fox's dick spitting out more clear fluids as his body tingle as the montage of his ass feeling nothing and then full and then empty again, murring as he and his dog made love. The canines moaned uncontrollably as the couple rapidly approached their climaxes. The fox stroked furiously at his dick as he felt his hole widened he looked over his shoulder to give his lover a needing look. "Please . . . All the way - IN!" He yelped as he felt a large lump in his ass. He moaned loudly as his paw gripped his knot at that moment when Jason tied in with him, causing him to grunt and groan as he hit his climax, painting the sheets beneath him with long, white ropes of his hot fox cream.

Jason tied in with his fox several more times until his eyes went wide. His body straightened up and he howled as his orgasm overtook his cock. The dog bucked his hips into the fox as his nuts emptied their contents into the male infront of him. He grunted as he popped his knot out of the fox and slowly slurped his dick out of his lover, allowing Mark to collapse onto the colding jizz. Jason then laid his athletic body on top of Mark's and snuggled his foxy lovingly.

"I love you Mark." The fox smiled as he turned his head to give his husky a lick to his muzzle.

"I love you too, Jason." The two canines murred affectionately and slowly fell asleep with each other in their warm embrace.