{"sf1_id":193,"sf2_id":"Rm0jVqK1","title":"Fallen","author":"SwampRat","words":789,"posted_at":"2002-11-06T18:15:00.000Z","tags":["Fox","Husky","M/M"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/193-fallen","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Rm0jVqK1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=193\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"FALLEN.TXT  \nBy SwampRat  \nCopyLeft (cl) 1997 Gay Furry Association  \nFree to any good home. Abuse as you please.  \n  \nNote - I wrote this after reading a Very nice piece of Gayfur By NightCat. Yes,  \nbeings can be That shallow. Or that Deep.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nBren smiled as a breeze ruffled his fur. A bit of a nip in the air as he walked  \ntowards the house. Jann was having Another party - His tail swished as he  \nwalked, hips shaking just so. Another party, another plaything to find, take,  \nyiff, discard. The music was fairly loud but not so as to be a problem. He came  \nin, tail held just so, knowing he was the object of every fur's eye as he  \nstood, apprasing the room for potential - Acquaintences. Lovers were so...  \nStifling. Why bother when there were so Many scrumptous yiffs around to fuck.  \nHe saw the usual crowd.. Males, females - Buffed and sculped bodies shown for  \nmaximum effect. Some leather furs talked by the fireplace, a couple of twinks  \ntwittered at each other, limp wrists moving in exaggurated poses. Gods.. Being  \nGay was one thing but That was almost as bad as... He gasped. A Troll!  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The big denim pants were held up by wide suspenders, almost yelling 'hayseed!'  \nto the world. Despite himself the fox admired the broad back, the dark hair cut  \nconservatively. A hand came into view, scant of fur but not of width. Human..  \nNot scarce but not so common as to go un-noticed. Bren shook his head as the  \nlight caught a bald spot. How could Anyone be attracted to That? A sly grin  \ncreases his lips as a thought came. maybe he would get chummy with the male,  \nlead him on a little, give him a thrill - Then bow out and find a Real Fur. He  \nsauntered over, waving and smoozing with other buffed males, picking out likely  \ncantidates for tonight's conquest.  \n  \nAs the fox got closer, he noticed a husky sitting with almost rapt attention on  \nthe couch in front of the Man. 'Robbing the cradle there, Gramps?' He stifled a  \nlaugh, padding up, feeling the eyes on him. He preened a little for them,  \ntaking a quick glance at the male. Beer-gut, rough hands, hairy arms - A Slob  \nof a Troll.. He took in a quick breath through his nostrils, for some reason a  \nbit dizzy... The spicy scent of warm male hit him. 'Gods.. I bet he soaks the  \nsheets.' Then shakes his head, wondering what the hell made him think of that?  \nHe preened a bit more, catching the Husky's eye. \"Hello Jer.. Who's the new  \none?\" The canine started, then smiled. \"Oh.. Bren.\" He swallowed some punch,  \nand nodded. \"Bren, this is Affen.\" Adonis turned, perfect in every way,  \nexpecting to reap another worshipful plaything - To gaze full upon the  \ncontenace of Zeus.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The receeding hairline showed skin leathered from days in the sun. White  \nstreaked the sideburns cascading into the full beard, which was also sun-  \nstreaked into all possable colors... Save where it met the chin. From a  \nsensually full lower lip, a shower of pure white hair fell. The fox's gaze  \nlingered over the crevaces in the face, then found a pair of blue pools. Even  \nthrough glass, they showed the wisdom of years of hard-fought living. Bren's  \njaw unhinged as they looked into his.. Then Through him, examing his very soul.  \n\"Howdy..\" A deep voice brought him back in time to be crushed in a hug that  \nwould have made a bear proud. A hand that literally covered his entire left  \ncheek gripped it through his speedo's. \"Dressed kinda light for the weather.\" A  \n ![icon_redface.gif](https://www.sofurryfiles.com/static/icons/icon_redface.gif \"Blushing\") fell across his face. \"But you look good in it.\"  \n  \nBren sputtered a moment, returning the embrace. \"Thanks..\" He moved a step  \nback, picking up what was left of his shattered facade. He muttered something,  \nretreating.. A step. Another - And he was again himself, one of the Beautiful  \nmales, just here to find a bauble to rub his buff body against. \"Foxes are so  \ncute..\" He almost turned, catching himself. But out of the corner of an eye, he  \nsaw the big hand reach out to run alongside the husky's muzzle - And every hair  \non him cried out to be touched like that.. He shook himself, smoothing out an  \nimaginary wrinkle, and he laughed. \"Why should I want a Troll, when there are  \nso many Hunks to fulfill my needs?\" He moved to his next target, the hunky wolf  \nhe had been thinking about from the time he walked in. \"Hello,\" he breathed  \nhuskily, \"My name is Bren..\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The End - Perhaps...  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}