Ian - Chapter 2: Progression
I broke the kiss and looked down at the bed. I couldn't look at him in the eyes I felt ashamed. "I'm sorry." My voice was shaking, my eyes teared up, and my ears lowered. "I... I can't." I looked up at the Husky. "My parents...." It was like stones in my heart. I like Alex, he's nice and attractive, and I think he cares about me, but I can't date males. "I do like you..."
"It's OK, Ian. I understand." He leaned in and hugged me, my head was resting on his shoulder and I couldn't help but cry.
"I'm a reject... I'm not like anyone else in my house." No one in my house is like me, I didn't play sports, I didn't like girls, I'm different in every way. My parents haven't cared where I was, what I did, or about me since I was 13.
"Listen." Alex broke the hug and my head immediately lowered. "You're not a reject." He put his paw under my chin, lifted my head and wiped the tears from my cheeks. "Don't worry, Ian. If you need anyone to talk to, or need anyone, I'm here."
I sniffled as the crying stopped. "Thanks." I smiled at him.
"You know... I like you too." I blushed when he said that. "And I really care about you too."
"I don't care what you think. As long as it's about me." - Fall Out Boy, 'I don't care', started ringing from my phone.
"It's my brother." I pulled out my phone and flipped it open. "Hey, Joey."
"Where are you?" Joey seemed a bit concerned.
"I'm at a friends house."
"Really?" It sounded as if he didn't believe me or something. Like after not having any friends for 13 years I just decided to make one up. "OK, well I was just wondering where you are. I'll let you go. Bye."
"Bye, Joey." I closed the phone and looked at Alex. "That was my brother."
"He sounds nice."Alex looked over at me.
"He's the one person that I had, even though he almost never around." I looked over at Alex. "I sit at home all day, play video games, watch TV and get onto the computer. My parents pretty well reject me as a son, 'cus I'm not athletic."
"But you have the body of one."
"I use to do soccer when I was a little cub, but I stopped after two years." Alex was listening to me and my life, he actually seemed interested. "What about you?"
"Well... I do soccer and track. I came out and told my father and brother about two years ago. I too play video games and watch TV." Alex and I talked for about an hour until he finally looked at the clock. "I better get you home."
A few months past, it was already November. The leaves were changing colors and falling out of the trees. I liked this time of year, well I liked every time of the year.
Alex and I are still friends and we're still single. We have thought about dating many times, but we felt like we didn't know each other enough. We hung out everyday after school and on weekends, mostly at his house, thanks to my parents.
I walked down the sidewalk wearing my black hoodie with blue jeans. It was a cool day, a light breeze here and there and it was partially cloudy. I walked up to Alex's house, piles of leaves were stacked in the front yard. I walked up his driveway and I was tackled down into the grass.
"Argh!" I was pinned down to the grass, my arms held down and someone was sitting on my torso. I couldn't see, because when I fell my hood covered my eyes. I managed to shake it off to find Alex sitting on me. He was wearing a white long sleeve shirt and a black t-shirt over that, and jeans.
"Hey, sunshine." Sunshine was kind of my nickname that Alex gave me, due to the color of my fur.
I stopped struggling and looked into the Husky's light blue eyes. "Hey, white out." That was his nickname, because of the color of his fur. "Guess what." Alex's pointed ears moved slightly ready to listen. I then moved my arms quickly, swung my body out and pinned Alex down to the grass. "That's what."
He smiled at the maneuver. "That was hot."
Alex and I's feelings for each other grew as time went on. For the first month and a half we were just friends. I have been getting more and more comfortable with the fact that I am who I am. The one downside to that is, I can't tell my parents. I want to live my life the way I want to.
I moved down and kissed Alex on the muzzle. I began to feel his cock harden underneath me. I broke the kiss and looked down at him raising one eyebrow.
"What can I say. I really like you." Alex kissed me again. We both stood up and he held each others paw. "So, I'm guessing that you're ready?"
"What do you think." I smiled at the Husky and he smiled back. He then lifted me off the ground and I put my arms around his neck. "What are you doing?" Alex walked over to a large leaf pile and dropped me into it and then pounced on me. "Shouldn't I be the one doing the pouncing?"
"You ask a lot of questions." Alex then kissed me and slipped his tongue into my muzzle. We continued like this for a few minutes never leaving the leaf pile.
"Are you two going to be much longer?" We stopped kissing for a minute. We poked our heads up to see Alex's father, Paul Steel, standing in the doorway. I was so embarrassed that his dad saw us.
"We'll be coming inside." Alex wasn't embarrassed at all, or at least it didn't look it.
"Just try not to mess up the leaves."
"Will do." Alex kissed me once more. "Come on, let's go inside." He stood up and reached his paw out, I grabbed it and he helped me stand up. I followed him inside and we walked up to his bedroom. When we walked in I took off my hoodie and set it down on the floor. Alex turned on the TV, laid down on the bed and patted the spot next to him, signaling me to lay next to him. I walked over to the bed and laid down next to him. His left arm wrapped comfortable around my shoulders and he ran his paw through my mane. "Hey boyfriend." When he said that my heart skipped a beat. I was happy, now that I was with him.
"So, you're dad doesn't care that your... a homosexual?"
"No, he actually supports it. He said that anything that makes me happy was all that mattered." It had to of been nice to have parents who supported you no matter what. Parents who loved you no matter what.
"So, now he knows about us."
"Actually, he's thought that we were going out for quite some time."
"And you never corrected him?"
"No, I liked the thought of it, so I just played along with him."
"Oh..." I kissed him lightly and then looked at him. "And your brother?"
"He's still warming up to the thought of it, but we're still as close as ever."
I smiled and we kissed for a few more minutes. We then laid there in each others arms and watched TV.