Mount Grizzly School For Boys: Chapter 1.
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This is my first story I've ever submitted to this site. Actually, it's my first actual yiffy-story I've ever written. The first chapter is going to be more of an introductury chapter, so there won't be a lot of information given. I'm hoping to make this an on-going series. But that's up to you guys! If you like what I've started off with, let me know, and I'll keep at it. :)
I was running.
I knew I was running by the dampness under my feet, by the lack of breath in my lungs, and by the sweet smell of the wet wind blowing across my nostrils. But I couldn't see where I was going. Was it too dark? No.. I didn't think so, at least. But then why couldn't I see what was in front of me? The sound of crunching leaves under me gave me the realization that I wasn't running on a road or sidewalk. In fact, I was running into the woods. The sharp scent of the wilderness soon overwhelmed my sense of smell. As funny as it sounds, my surroundings smelled almost exactly like one of those pine-scented car-freshener's that you pick up at the gas station.
It was at this point that I tried to put everything I knew together. I was running. It was wet; perhaps it had just rained. I was in the middle of a forest of some sorts. And finally, for some reason unbeknownst to me, I couldn't see.
That was when my eyes opened, and I was staring at something I did not expect: the cieling of my bedroom.
"Well.. that was.. different," I muttered to myself. I sat up slowly and took in the familiarness of my room. The small window dawning across the wall to my left was slightly ajar, creaking back and forth in rythmn with the wind outside. My dresser, quite ordinary in most respects, sat perfectly still in the opposing corner. A few posters - mostly of the lead singer of my favorite new band Wailing Wolf's - were taped, if a little crookedly, on random corners of the wall and cieling. Nothing seemed out of place, but for some reason I couldn't shake off the feeling that something wasn't right.
The pesky ringing of my alarm clock soon side-tracked my thoughts, and a new realization came to me: Today was the first day of school.
"Oh fuck," I groaned aloud, my right paw reaching out to silence the noise that I knew would be ringing through my ears long after it had stopped. I had dreaded this day since.. well.. the first day of summer. I was a junior this year, so while I was no longer at the very bottom of the food chain, I also wasn't at the top. I felt like the cream in the middle of an oreo. Shoved inbetween two much more structured layers, and forced to press back and forth helplessly until I accept my fate of staying squished between them. Perhaps I'd find a way to be happy with that this year, but it was ever-so doubtful.
The morning was fairly uneventful. I was surprised at how easily I fell back into my old routine of getting ready for school. Get up, take a shower, pick out numerous clothes until I pair the exact right fabric together, shove down a quick breakfast of pop-tarts, and run out the door with my backpack slung over my right shoulder. Thankfully I only live two blocks from the school, so I didn't have to put up with the sickness boiling in my stomach at the mere thought of stepping onto the steps of Mount Grizzly's School for Boys for very long.
"Hey! Kyyyleeee!" Oh no. I've only just made it to the top of the steps when I've already heard the voice which I was hoping not to hear until at least third period. "Kyyyyleeee Longtail. Yoohoo!" Before I could formulate an escape route, the rabbit was - literally - bouncing towards me. Thud, thud, thud - sprrriiiiing! Was the bouncing really necessary? Oddly enough, rabbit's were somewhat of a rare species at our school. But that didn't mean that Korie needed to show it off every second of every day.
"Hey Korie," came my somewhat lackluster response. Especially after the excessive bouncing.
"Heeeeey Kyle. I called you a few times over the Summer, you know. And you never picked up."
I wasn't quite sure what to say to that. '.. called you a few times' was putting it lightly. The third day of Summer vacation alone I had already received more than twenty-five calls from Korie. I only put my number in his yearbook because that's what everyone else was doing. Had I known that the simple gesture of kindness would've turned into my personal stalker for the last three months, I would've avoided the number-giving all together.
"Oh.. really? Huh. Maybe I wrote the number down wrong. I don't think I got any of your calls.." Definitely not one of my greatest lies, but Korie wasn't exactly the brightest crayon in the box, either.
"Oh yea. I thought that was probably the case." By the accusation in his voice only seconds before, I didn't quite believe that the rabbit thought this at all. "Well.. maybe we could get together sometime. Go see a movie.. or something," he offered. I knew all-too well what 'go see a movie meant.' It meant that he wanted to get me alone, so that he could seduce me all over again.
"Uh.. sure. That'd be really fun." Luckily I didn't have to say much else after that, because the bell signaling that first period would start in five minutes began to ring over our heads. "Ah crap. I better get going, Korie. I haven't even stopped at my locker yet."
I didn't wait to hear his reply before I had turned on my heel and more or less ran through the doors into the building. The images of what happened the first time I had met Korie were still far too vivid. It was an end of the school year party being thrown at one of the cheerleader's mansions. It was the typical scenario of parent's being out of town, with illegal drinking and probably even some drugs, too. I didn't really know for sure on the latter part, but then again I had only been in the house for a minute or so before I drink was shoved in my paw. Three drinks later, my back was pressed up against the wall.
"I want you so bad," the voice, to which I would later know belonged to the rabbit Korie, was whispering in my ear.
I managed to gargle something back, though neither myself or Korie understood it. I actually wasn't even quite sure how I got into the position to begin with. My legs were hugged around the rabbit's waist, and my back was pressed up against the wall. My pants were in a pile of clothing that had been pushed to the side of us. Korie was completely naked minus a pair of white socks that covered all the way up to mid-calf. I, however, still had my shirt on.
"You want me too, don't you," the voice whispered again. Instead of replying vocally, I could only nod. And that was when it happened.
The rabbit pressed inside of me quickly, my insides engulfing first the thick tip of the shaft, before allowing inch after inch to spear my walls right open. Sure I was a virgin, but something told me that Korie wasn't. He was an expert at shifting his hips at the exact moment that the pain was getting too much for me. It wasn't long before he was rocking my body against the wall, elicting moan after moan out of my supple lips.
My arms were soon wrapped tightly around the rabbit's shoulders, and my toes were digging down into his calfs, begging him for more..
"Mister.. Longtail?" The voice of my home-room teacher, an Otter by the name of Mr. Jacobsen, brought me back to reality.
"I.. uh.. here?" The laughter that soon emitted across the classroom was a clear enough message that we hadn't yet started role-call.
"Oh.. Mr. Longtail. Welcome back," the Otter replied, a smile tugging at his lips.
And with that, I knew there was nothing I could do. I was back.