{"sf1_id":195,"sf2_id":"yndPgG7n","title":"Fallen C","author":"SwampRat","words":6829,"posted_at":"2002-11-06T18:18:00.000Z","tags":["Fox","Human","M/M"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/195-fallen-c","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/yndPgG7n","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=195\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"FALLENC.TXT (M/M, Seduction)  \n  \nThe Fallen - A longer version  \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  \nAnd After giving it out to see how it flew I was told it was 'Too Short!' So -  \nHere is a longer version - And after the first try I didn't like it. So here is  \nanother try at it - A Lighter version :\\\u003e  \n  \nVersion 1.2 - I don't know Why I can't find the problems until After I release  \na story..  \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, appraising the room for potential - Acquaintances. Lovers were so...  \nStifling. Why bother when there were so Many scrumptious yiffs around to fuck.  \nHe saw the usual crowd.. Males, females - Buffed and sculpted bodies shown for  \nmaximum effect. Some leather furs talked by the fireplace, a couple of twinks  \ntwittered at each other, limp wrists moving in exaggerated 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 schmoozing with other buffed males, picking out  \nlikely candidates 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 shook 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 hello. \"Bren, this is Affen.\" Adonis turned, perfect in every way,  \nexpecting to reap another worshipful plaything - To gaze full upon the  \ncountenance of Zeus.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The receding 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 possible 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 crevices 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, examining his very  \nsoul.  \n  \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 speedos. \"Dressed kinda light for the weather.\" A  \n ![icon_redface.gif](https://www.sofurryfiles.com/static/icons/icon_redface.gif \"Blushing\") ran across his face, murring modestly. \"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; \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nJerel came because it was someplace to go. He had been one of Bren's  \n'Conquests' once but didn't hold it against the fox. He had been with others -  \nMostly 'one-nighters'... He had settled down, drink in hand watching all the  \nsubtle by-plays that went on.. When a hush hit. It rippled around the room,  \nconversation returning as if nothing happened, but lots of whispers and  \nodd-looks. He followed it around to see a Man. Damn, Tirra knew Humans? The  \npanthress/hostess smiled his way and he found himself muzzle-to-chest with the  \nman. He was Big.. The canine wondered if he was built big Everywhere... He sat  \nhalf-mesmerized, talking about whatever, as long as he could look into those  \nEyes... Then he saw Him. But something told him Bren wouldn't be stealing the  \nbig male.. He did feel a little jealous when the human hugged the fox, but it  \nwas a momentary thing. And then those eyes were back on Him. And hand, rubbing  \nhis jaw... He floated the rest of the night, and left with the man, eyes  \nshining as he hugged the big body, a hand squeezing his butt.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Somewhere during the night the infatuation died a gentle death, turning into  \nlust then companionship. It wasn't the human wasn't skilled, or interesting...  \nit just wasn't right for them. Not as Lovers. The human stayed the day, then  \nthey kissed and parted, Knowing the next time would be just as wonderful - And  \nas brief. That didn't stop them from going wild a couple of weekends, But when  \nMonday came they parted again with a kiss and a smile.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nA month passes. Bren was back at the same party, looking at the same old males.  \n\"Just once,\" He muttered, \"I would like to see something different.\" A hand  \nslapped his butt, making him spin around. \"Hello Fox.\" Zeus had returned.. A  \nhand reached down and gripped his ass, squeezing both cheeks as the craggy face  \nmoved down to press lips with the stunned male. Bren was going to sneer  \nsomething caustic, but he couldn't get his muzzle to work. His lips burned as  \nthey were pressed into, feeling them part so a tongue could slide between his  \nand flick inside. His cock exploded from it's furry holder, hips dancing a  \nlittle as they pushed back against the strong fingers. For a full minute, Bren  \nwas frozen in place unable to move, caught like a deer in the lights of a semi.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The man moved his mouth back. \"Mmmmm... You are a good kisser, Bren. I have  \nbeen thinking about you a Lot the last month..\" The fox got blind sided again..  \n\"Me?!?\" He exclaimed, finding himself able to talk, lips still burning. The big  \nhand squeezed his ass again. \"Yep.. I have always been partial to foxes.\" Bren  \nshook his head, trying to clear it. \"But what about..\" A shrug. \"He is a good  \nlover, but It just wasn't in the cards... We parted as friends and said if I  \nwanted him, I could snag him anytime.\" The blue eyes bored through him. \"But I  \nwant someone more - Yiffy.\" A big finger slid across his ear, the other hand  \ntracing a nipple through his thin shirt, tweaking it. \"Are you a Yiffy Fox?\"  \nThe male moaned, squirming.. He couldn't believe it! The party was not quite  \nhalf over and he was thinking of leaving with a Trooo - Oh Gods! A finger  \nslipped inside his 'party-pants' and was scraping at the underside of his cock.  \n\"Oh Yes Sir,\" he breathed softly coming up on his toes as his nuts were gripped  \nthrough the cloth. \"Good. I will be back in a minute for them.\" The human said,  \ntugging his balls up a little, making the fox wheeze.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Bren stared at the man, who made his way around, making small talk, trying  \ndesperately to get his blown-cool back together. 'Who the hell does he think he  \nis, anyway? Ugly, fat, balding...' He stared into the fireplace a moment. \"Bet  \nhe's got an ugly, little dick too.\" He growled, barely able to damper the  \ndesire the man had lit inside him. Then teeth bit into his ear, and he moaned  \nsoftly. \"It's cut, about 7-inches long and as thick as your wrist.\" The finger  \nran a line from his chin to his waist-band, leaving a trail of fire.. \"So, Do I  \ntake you home and show you how it feels wedged between your furry cheeks, or do  \nI find myself someone else to make love to.. All. Night. Long.\" Each word was  \naccented by his cock-tip being teased, rubbed, scritched on. The fox damn near  \nblew into his shorts, Yipping and gripping the denim behind him. \"Oh Yess... Oh  \nPlease.. Oh Gods!\"  \n  \nEverything from the time a big hand gripped his ass to Now, was a hazy blur..  \nSaying goodbye and shaking hands and being whisked out, moaning, pressing as  \nmuch of him as he could against the big male and still be able to walk. A deep  \nkiss that fluffed his tail out. A stifled scream as his cum flew from his  \nexposed cock, his shorts pulled down Just enough to allow the man to stroke him  \noff. \"Don't want you getting 'blue-balls' now...\" And this Was all before they  \ngot into his Truck! Bren couldn't believe it.. His shorts were on the  \nfloorboard, around his ankles. A hand Was squeezing his ass, one finger  \nflicking over his anus making him squirm and pant. He had undone a shirtsleeve  \nand Was licking the sweat off the hairy arm, eyes closed in lust. \"Mmmmmm. I  \nlove a wanton fox.\" The finger tapped his anus again and he damn near blew his  \nwad a second time. He nuzzled the big arm, whimpering as he had not in Ages.  \n\"We're here.\" Brought him out of his revere.. Bren cuddled up close, the strong  \nmale-scent making his head spin almost as much as the finger that Finally  \ninvaded him.. Just the first knuckle but to the fox it was big enough to make  \nhim chew on his tongue.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He panted, wheezed, just clinging to the arm, Yipping as the hand was removed  \nfrom his body. Then his balls were squeezed again! \"You are a sexy lil fur,  \nain't you...\" The words thrilled him to his vulpine core, arching up. He  \nsquirmed, nuzzling the big chest, murring. Suddenly his hip was pulled over and  \nhis butt \\*Smacked\\*. Bren Yipped, and Squirmed, but didn't protest or try to  \nmove away, eliciting another \\*Slap\\*. He closed his eyes in sheer bliss,  \ngripping the man's leg. The same hand now rubbed his already reddened rear. \"Go  \nahead...\" He wasn't sure what the Man was saying for a moment.. Then he pulled  \nhimself forward, to unzip the denim fly, and stick his nose within. \"Ohhhhhh..\"  \nHe moaned into the damp cloth, smelling the male's need and spicy scent of his  \nsweaty crotch. He licked at a patch of wetness where the big human dick  \nstrained to be free of the confining cloth. The calloused hand rubbed his  \nwarmed rear, patting it every now and again. \"Do you want to see it Now, or  \nwait until we get inside?\" The fox sucked on the cock-head through the cloth,  \nmurring loudly. \"Please.. Now.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The rough hand came down on his butt again. \"Greedy little fox.\" He nuzzled the  \nbig leg, lifting his rear to the hand that caresses him. \"Lose the shirt.\" He  \ntossed it on the floorboard without a second though, then lay gasping.. The  \nlight that spilled into the cab was from the porch, a soft yellow glow making  \ngray shadows, and accenting the thick meat that dribbled pre-cum just in front  \nof the fox. The man shifted, making his erection bob around a little. Bren had  \nseen many dicks, and all were different... But this one - The size.. The  \nshape.. The feel of it throbbing in his hand. He caressed it, panting, loving  \nthe feel of it. Then his tongue was on it and fingers rubbed his balls and he  \nforgot about anything but pleasuring the organ that smelled and tasted so  \nwonderful. He groaned, licking the flesh clean from where it disappeared into  \nthe pants to the still leaking tip, then took the strangely-shaped head between  \nhis lips, sucking on it.\"MMmmmmf!\" the fox panted through his nose, sucking  \nanother inch in, bobbing his head, swirling his tongue along the thick meat,  \nwanting to taste the man's cum. And it wasn't long before a deep moan was  \nfollowed by hip-thrusts and his balls being squeezed, making him Yip - Then  \ngurgle on the thick semen spurting from the piss-slit, filling his muzzle.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 'Salty.' He swallowed as fingers played with his ears, his own gripping the  \nbase, stroking it towards his muzzle, wanting to feel it gagging him, thrust  \nroughly up his ass. He wriggled at the thought, pre-cum drooling from his cock  \nonto the seat. He sucked hungrily, then gently, stripping everything he could  \nfrom the human, murring as he Knew he would sleep beside this cock, and have it  \nto make him yiff all day tomorrow. Maybe longer? Weekend - No work till Tues  \nwith Holiday. He suckled and laid his head against the heaving belly, content  \nto nurse this beautiful... \\*Swat\\* \\*YIP?\\* \"Get your clothes Fox.. I want to grab  \na snack, hit the shower and..\" that finger was under his tail again! \"Go to  \nbed.\" Bren had his clothes in his hands, was out the door and standing in front  \nof the truck before the human had time to zip himself up. A \\*Squeak\\* and the  \nmale made his way towards the fox, who trembled.. He hadn't bothered to zip up  \nat all, semi-hard cock swaying in front of him. \"I think someone needs to cum  \nagain.\" His clothes were yanked from his hands, tossed over the truck hood and  \nhe was pulled against the big body, fingers gripping his canine cock again..\"Oh  \nSir I..\" The semi-hard cock swelled as it rubbed against his tail, his own meat  \nbeing stroked and pulled on.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Bren barely had time to grip the man's pants before orgasm blew all sanity  \naway. His hips rolled around, humping against the calloused palm, rough fingers  \nat his nipples, making his head loll back. His cum pumped from him in long  \nstrings as he yipped and hunched, shivering. He was held in a warm embrace,  \nletting his orgasm work itself off into the cool night. His knobs were rubbed  \nmaking his squeal and squirm around. \"You are One Hot little Fox.\" He could  \nonly pant and hold the big male behind him close, moaning when touched. Arms  \nlifted him, holding him while a door was unlocked, and he entered the male's  \nhouse, cradled like a baby.. Or a Bride. He giggled to himself at the analogy.  \nFinding himself being put on a couch, he pulled the man on top of him, Oofing  \nat the weight, Mmmming at the hot kiss he got in return. thin lips pressed to  \nfuller ones. Bren reached down stroking the fat male-meat, a part of him still  \nwondering what spell the human put on him to want to do this. \"Back in a  \nMinute.\" Another kiss that sucked all the will out of him, body limp except for  \none spot - Which was quite stiff.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He listened to the man moving around, smelled his scent still on the fox's  \nhands, licked them clean, panting... His desire returned with 2 mugs and some  \nsandwiches. The fox ate a little, drank a little, his attention on the big hand  \nthat rested under his butt, squeezing his furry cheeks, holding him close to  \nthe big male, and his hand stroking the semi-hard cock. They sat together  \nrubbing and caressing and occasionally kissing, until Bren could no longer keep  \nhis eyes open. He was carried to a big iron-framed bed with large wooden posts  \nat each corner, He watched the man undress, noticing he was Big. Muscles moved  \nin thick legs as the pants and shoes were removed, Then the shirt and t-shirt.  \nHe wasn't very hairy at all, fine down on his chest and belly. Then the big  \nmale was pulling him close and pulling covers over him... As he lay, rubbing  \nagainst the hand that squeezed his ass, he thought one could get used to  \nsleeping like this.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nMorning rose and he found himself alone with a hard-on, aching balls and a note  \n- 'Make yourself breakfast. Will be in later.' He got up, jerked off while  \nremembering what had transpired the evening before, and hoping to continue it..  \nMaybe even deepen the relationship. A hot shower, and a long self-indulgent  \nsession of brushing and he went to find something to wear. Not that he Minded  \nwalking around nude.. But not right now. He found a shirt that fit like a robe,  \nand padded into the kitchen to find a well-stocked refrigerator, with home-made  \njam that made him lick his fingers. He made an omelette with some fresh veggies  \ngot a cup of wonderfully smelling coffee, and with some toast for the jam, sat  \nand ate slowly, savoring each bite. He wondered what it would be like to live  \nhere, Being a... No. More than once he had been subservient to another male.  \nAnd while it was a special thrill to give himself up completely, it was more  \nsexual than sensual. And when the lust wore off... Best to just enjoy what he  \nhad and not push it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He read the paper, put the dishes in the sink and made himself comfortable,  \nwaiting.. A noise roused him. Getting up, he went to the back of the house, and  \nfound what had to be a utility room. Smiling he went outside and got his  \nclothes, then retrieved those still in the bedroom and got a load started. Then  \nremembered what brought him here in the first place - A noise. He looked out to  \nsee a pile of wood and in a few minutes saw his host. The man was chopping wood  \n- How qaint. He watched, a hand creeping down to fondle his sheath as he  \nwatched the big arms heft what could only be described as a Broadaxe, and bring  \nit crashing down on a log. It split in twain, and another was put on the stump  \nthat showed much usage. This one proved stubborn, gripping the axe. Bren moaned  \nand rubbed his hard nipples as with a loud growl the man lifted both axe and  \nlog and brought then crashing down on the stump. It took another such blow to  \nshear through the knot in the wood and the fox felt shivers running through  \nhim.  \n  \nHe thought of those big arms holding him, those calloused hands spanking his  \nbutt.. The washer buzzed and he yelped, squeezing his balls just a little too  \ntight in surprise. Then grinned and put the clothes in the dryer with some  \nsoftener, then went back to watching the bear of a man continue breaking logs  \ninto wood. Returning to the kitchen, he got some ice from a tray, and some tea  \nfrom a large pitcher, and padded out with it. \"Thanks,\" Affen said, and drained  \nthe glass in a few swallows, wiping sweat off his forehead, then grinned and  \nwiped the still cold glass against the front of the now-tenting shirt, teasing  \nthe foxes erection. Bren moaned loudly, exposing his cock by pulling the shirt  \nback. \"Well - Do you like that fox?\" The male could only nod and gasp as gloves  \nwere taken off so fingers could get a cube of iciness to slide up and down his  \nburning dick.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Oh Please Sir...\" He moaned, then it was mashed into his nipples and he  \nscreeched, paws digging into his ass, taking the pleasurable torture.. Another  \nmoan as a warm tongue replaced the cold on his nips and he was sure he was  \ngoing to explode. Then he did when a hand grasped his cock and stroked the  \nrapidly melting cube up and down... He howled as his balls were played with by  \nthe now cool hand, making him rise up on his toes, coming down from a Huge  \norgasm slowly. When he could see again, he knelt and put his hands behind his  \nback. \"Please Sir. Use me...\" Nothing happened for a moment.. Still panting he  \nopened his eyes and looked up. The man had stepped back to the pile of wood and  \nwas filling a cart. 'Damnit! Doesn't he understand how much I want this? How  \nHard it is to beg to be spanked?' The man took the cart around to the side of  \nthe house and emptied it out into a concrete bin. Then came back. Looked at the  \nfox. \"You sure now? You don't know me all that well.\" Bren nodded, moving  \nforward to nuzzle the man's crotch. \"You asked me if I was Yiffy - I am willing  \nto take a chance if you are.\" A deep chuckle and he was hauled up to be hugged.  \n\"Ok..\" He followed the male back inside and put the shirt on top of the washer,  \nnow nude. He giggled, feeling a bit shy, and was herded out to the a door.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It opened and he blinked as a light came on... Revealing a well-stocked workout  \nroom and play area. 'Oh My...' So many wonderful things could be erotic.. A  \npair of mirrors flanking a mat, a weight and gym set. A pair of cabinets and  \nsome other things.. He shivered, thinking about Deepening the relationship.  \nHaving been tied and cuffed before, such things held no fear for him. He rubbed  \nhimself against the big male, trying to get him in the mood, inhaling the  \nsweaty-scent, panting as he thought of rolling around with this human.. A pat  \non his butt made him move, descending the stairs, and ran trembling fingers  \nover the equipment, wanting to be bent over the weight bench, or shoved roughly  \ndown on the mat.. And That Door. But the door could wait. He heard the man  \nbehind him and turned, standing up on tiptoe to kiss him hungrily, wantonly,  \ngiggling and moaning when a hand squeezed his butt firmly.  \n  \n\"Please Sir... I want to do this right.\" He swallowed, and put his head down.  \n\"Collar me.\" There. He said it. \"Why?\" Bren swallowed, then looked into blue  \npools that sucked him in - No hint of emotion, maybe a mild curiosity. Then  \nlips kissed his and the hand squeezed his ass again. Bren rubbed against the  \nbig frame, panting a little. \"Because..\" He looked into those eyes again,  \nalmost pleading.. Then Did. \"Please.. I want to be loved - Not worshiped  \nbecause of my good looks, or taken to bed to wake alone yet again..\" He lowered  \nhis head and let a few tears fall. The hand moved on his rear and he panted a  \nlittle, but when he looked back up those wonderful blue eyes were cold and  \nhard. \"I don't play games Fox.\" The male nodded, swallowing his heart, girding  \nhimself yet again. \"Then I am just a fling.. Someone to fuck - OW!\" The hand  \nThat had been caressing him, cracked across his ass, hard. \"I said I don't play  \ngames, Fox. Jerel and I are still friends, And lovers. Do you Want to be a one-  \nnight fling? I will fuck you, and when your clothes are dry, take you home - If  \nthat is what you want.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Bren stood stunned, not moving. \"Or...\" His ears came up and he clung to the  \nman a moment.. Then looked up hopefully. And got kissed. \"Or we can be lovers,  \ngetting together when we want to have fun.\" The fox snorted. \"Not no, but Hell  \nNo! I have had Lovers, Friends.. So-called Loves who are here one day and gone  \nthe next.\" He shook his head, and held the big male close for a moment. \"We can  \nbe lovers without a collar..\" This time the fox shoved the man away from him.  \n\"Gods be Damnded! You waltz in, steal my heart, turn my entire world upside  \ndown... Then waltz right out again. Well - Fuck you!\" He wrapped his arms  \naround himself, head down, trying very hard not to cry - And doing so anyway.  \n\"I don't need Any of you! I can be just a cold and cruel and..\" Arms envelop  \nhim and he finds himself in a big lap, crying his heart out, being rocked and  \nheld. \"It's Ok Lover...\" Then he is laying on his back and lips are on his,  \nmaking his blood run hot, his cock swell and throb, paws grip the cloth wanting  \nto feel skin instead.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He grips the man's head, kissing him desperately, wantonly, hungrily..  \n\"Please..\" he whispers, \"Love - Spank me, Fuck me.. Put a collar around my neck  \nand make me your...\" Almost he let the word slip. \".. Yours.\" The man nuzzled  \nhis neck, biting it lightly, making him moan. \"Please, Sir..\" he whispered once  \nmore... A finger touched his nose. \"Stay.\" He nodded, and felt the man get up,  \nwatched through red eyes as he went to cabinet, taking something out. \"Close  \nyour eyes and lift your head.\" Bren did so, trembling as he felt something slip  \naround his throat, and heard a latch \\*Click\\* He opened his eyes, turning to one  \nof the mirrors and beheld a russet fox with a simple, somewhat plain leather  \nband around his neck, held together by a pair of rings that had a lock dangling  \nfrom them. He felt it - Snug but not constricting, the lock made of sturdy  \nsteel. He swished his tail, eyes gleaming, lifting a hand to caress it.  \n\"It's... Beautiful.\"  \n  \nAffen knelt behind the fox, hissing his ears, looking at him in the mirror. \"It  \nsets off your eyes.\" Bren giggled and rubbed it. \"It's Yours.\" And stopped  \nbreathing for a minute. He looked up at the man, noticing the smile in the blue  \neyes. \"At least for as long as you are here.\" The fox looked crestfallen.. And  \ngot kissed, a hand reaching between his legs. \"For now - We will discuss more  \nPermanent arrangements at another time.\" The fox kissed his lover back, moaning  \nas fingers played with his nuts. \"It's time for lunch.\" Bren tried to pull the  \nman on top of him, wanting to make love, have sex, Hell - he wanted to be  \nfucked! \"Please..\" Calloused hands lifted him up, and swatted his butt, helped  \nhim walk to the stairs, where he turned and gripped the denim shirt, nuzzling  \nthe man's chest, trying to plead for another 5 minutes. \"Bren..\" he looked up.  \n\"It's lunchtime, not playtime.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The fox nodded and turned, tail dragging all the way up the stairs. As he stood  \nat the doorway leading back into the house, a hand Smacked his ass, making him  \nYelp, and jump. \"Just because you are one Hot Lover, and a Very Sexy Fox does  \nNot mean I am going to let you slide. Not even an inch, Understand?\" Bren  \nnodded. \"Yes Sir.\" Another lighter pat made him giggle.. \"Good. Now we eat and  \nclean up the house. Then I usually take a shower... And we will see about  \nhumping the beautiful butt of yours then.\" Teeth bit his ear, making him moan,  \nwalking into the house nude, with a hard-on and a collar, head high - Proud to  \nbe His Dom's lover.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nLunch took forever, and dishes, dusting, vacuuming... Would they Never get to  \nthat shower? Finally all was done, and not without a lot of fondling of the  \nfox's body, driving him half-mad with lust. \"The collar is waterproof, so you  \ncan wear it into the shower if you like, but I would take it off afterwards and  \ndry it And your neck.\" Bren looked up at the male, joy suffusing him... Then  \nlooked down again, nodding, still having doubts about the relationship. \"Come  \non - I don't bite hard and you Did want my cock up your ass.\" Bren would have  \nrun to the shower but a calloused hand had ahold of his cock and lead him in  \nalong. \"I do have leashes with ball-rings on the end If you went for that sort  \nof thing...\" The moan made the man smile, and squeeze his 'handle'. Well - They  \nDid make it to the bathroom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The fox squirmed away long enough to find a vial of oil and work some of it  \nunder his tail, making sure he was ready. Then had to bite his knuckles while  \nthe man undressed, wanting to grab him. And lost it entirely as he was kissed,  \nplayed with, a finger teasing his oiled rear passage. \"Fuck Me! Please.. I want  \nyou in me so bad...\" He wriggled his hips and lifted his tail. All of a sudden  \nhe was shoved over a bench, legs splayed wide, tail jerked up and out of the  \nway. Bren had time to grip the padded seat before a Huge cock forced his anus  \nopen and pushed inside. He hissed at the pain, moaned with pleasure, tried to  \nmove and got his ass slapped. \"You wanted it, now Take it.\" And take it he did!  \nThick inches, slick with oil entered him, pulled out, shoved in deeper..  \nSomewhere he felt the Huge pole hit zenith, crotch pressing his cheeks in.  \nSomewhere He came came, making loud noises. And Someone blew a big wad into his  \ntight ass with a growl. He felt hands, water, that big cock sliding out of him  \n- Not without a Lot of protest. Hands washing, drying, combing him.. Then a  \nwalk to a bed and that lovely dick entered his sore ass again, filling up more  \nthan just his passage.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Master,\" he breathed, bending his head back to kiss those leathery lips,  \nnibbling at the beard, grunting when the human lay on him, humping him slowly,  \nfalling asleep with a name on his lips, a cock buried in his ass and his paws  \nclutching his Lover.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nBren didn't want to wake up. He knew it was all a dream and didn't want it to  \nend, to wake up alone, in a cold bed. A hand swatted his ass and he yelped,  \nlifting it. \"Another!\" And got another, and another... His cheeks turned a  \ndarker red as he howled and squirmed, whining when the spanking stopped.  \n\"Dinner - if you think you can sit.\" The fox nodded and gingerly got up,  \npadding to the living room. For some reason, nothing satisfied him. The food  \nwas good, the pain in his butt just a twinge, His Lover strong but gentle..  \nSomething was nagging at him. \"I am not satisfied.. I want more.\" The man sat  \nbeside Bren and played with his nuts. \"More of what?\" The male sighed and  \npicked at his collar. \"This.\" he said. \"It is just a plain collar. I could have  \nbought one if I wanted to. Yeah - You said.. You said If, Maybe. I want More. I  \nwant something that is Ours. Something that I can say this is my Lovers and by  \nthis I know he wants me. Damnit, I think I deserve Something...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; There. It was out... Then his collar was jerked up and so was he! Bren was  \ndragged, gagging and kicking all the way to the bathroom, where manicles held  \nhis wrists, then ankles apart. For the first time he felt afraid for his life.  \n\"Do you know what a Safeword is Fox?\" Bren nodded. \"Say S-T-O-P.\" The fox  \ntried, but couldn't. A slap stung his muzzle. \"Say it fox.\" Trembling, He did  \nso, spelling each letter. Then the man was gone, making all kinds of noises  \nin the cabinets. \"Now you did it ass-hole. You couldn't just be happy with a  \ncollar. No No! You had to piss and moan.. And now what? Is he going to kill me?  \nIs he going to Cut something Off?!?\" Squirming only made the leather bite into  \nhis wrists. \"Then the man was back. \"Something unique.. Something you can  \nalways see. So you uppity little submissive..\" Bren looked at the bucket, the  \nrazor and the chemicals, fear gripping his heart. \"Last chance to safeword  \nout..\" Affen sat, stropping the razor to a wicked sharpness.  \n  \nThe fox waited a moment, then shook his head, wanting whatever it was to be  \nover. A ball-gag was shoved in his mouth and and latched around the back,  \nmaking Bren sweat.. and making his cock pop out too. \"Don't want you yelling if  \nI scratch you. Might make me cut something important.\" He sat down again,  \nattaching steel nipple-clamps, making the fox squirm. A hand rubbed his nuts,  \nplaying with them, spreading something on them. Then fingers encircled his sack  \nand Jerked it down, holding it taut. Bren moaned as the cold steel was dipped  \nin the bucket then pressed to his skin.. For a moment he panicked, struggled.  \nThen stood completely still as the razor slid down his scrotum, cutting the  \nfur. It was so sharp he barely felt the hairs giving way. Once or twice he felt  \na stab as he was nicked, but that was it. The fox didn't so much as twitch his  \ntail the whole time, waiting until he felt a towel rubbing his now itchy balls.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Some kind of cream was applied and he Did arch and bite into the ball as it  \nburned. Tears ran down his cheeks as he was made to wait a full minute in agony  \nbefore it was washed off. Then the ball-gag and clamps were removed, allowing  \nBren to look down at his naked scrotum, the flesh a pink-red from the acid. He  \nmoaned as another cream was applied, this one cooling and soothing. \"Your fur  \nisn't going to grow back. That Is what you wanted - Something permanent.\" He  \ngot kissed, returning it hungrily. \"Why did you squirm so when I first started  \nshaving you?\" The fox looked ashamed. \"I.. I thought you were going to castrate  \nme.\" The man laughed and kissed him again. \"Silly fox.. I like your balls right  \nwhere they are.. And Now there will be That much More skin to torture. You  \nready for bed?\" Bren pouted a little as the manicles were unlocked, then yipped  \nas his butt got slapped. \"Be glad I didn't shave around your nipples or your  \nbutt as well.\" The fox thought a moment, then yipped again, a bag being slipped  \nover his nuts and tied in place. \"You are tempting me..\" He kissed the big  \nmale, rubbing his rear again the man's hand. \"Whatever you want Master.\" Affen  \nchuckled. \"Right now I want You in bed, and my cock buried to the hair in your  \nass. The furry male murred, tail lifting. \"Do we have to wait until we are in  \nbed?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He was shoved roughly down on the smooth floor, and barely had time to grunt  \nbefore his tail was pushed out of the way and that Huge dick was plowing into  \nhis hole. \"Oh Gods! Oh Yes! Fuck meee!\" He pushed back against the thrusts,  \nwriggling his ass wantonly. \"Oh Yess! Fuck my tight ass hard!\" The last thing  \nBren remembered was balls slapping his ass, his nipples being roughly tweaked,  \nand someone panting dirty words in his ear.  \n  \nThen it was a warm bed, snuggling up to someone. The sleep, sex, food, sex,  \nwashing, sex.. and between times - sex. 'What a Stallion!' the fox thought,  \nsnuggling in a chair, stroking the man's semi-hard dick, kissing his nipples.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nMonday came all too soon. Bren got into his clean clothes, replaced his ear-  \nring, and kissed his Master/Lover. The last thing he did was take the key  \nhanded to him and unlock his collar, closing his eyes against the pain. It had  \nbeen a part of him, brought him pain, pleasure.. And Love. He looked up into  \nthe deep blue eyes and for a moment saw his pain reflected back. Getting in the  \ntruck his tail dragged the ground, shoulders slumped. Not a week ago he would  \nnot have spit in this male's direction.. Now - He Sighed, sitting, watching as  \nthe man got in, and reached over to rub his crotch, making him giggle despite  \nhimself. The vehicle rolled out onto the hiway, then freeway, then city where  \nthe fox lived. All the way there he had his hand on the human's leg, aching to  \ntouch and kiss the big cock inches from his fingers. At last they came to his  \nbuilding, and all the play stopped. \"Do you Have to go?\" He looked hopeful.  \n\"Tomorrow you have to work, and you need a good night's sleep - which neither  \nof us will get if I stay the night.\" The vulpine nodded.. One last time their  \nlips met in a kiss hot enough to melt pavement. Bren nuzzled his Zeus one more  \ntime then turned to get out. As he did so he felt something being pushed into  \nhis waistband. He yipped as the big hand patted his rear. \"Don't open it until  \nyou are In your apartment. He nodded and closed the door, almost racing up to  \nhis small place.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He had to stop and chat with the locals, including a panda who lived next door  \nand didn't approve of him always dropping dates. \"You should find someone and  \nsettle down while you are still young.\" The fox nodded, having trouble with the  \nlock for some reason.. Finally! In and door shut, and locked. Off with the  \npants... A box. Bren opened it - To find a shiny ring inside. More a cuff, he  \nlooked at it wondering.. Until he saw the paper folded inside. \"To my Slave and  \nLover. A ball ring to wear on weekends - Unless you think a prolonged stay in  \nthe country is what you need.\" He whooped and immediately fitted it to his  \nnaked sack, feeling the wide metal ring squeeze his balls tight. He shivered,  \nrubbing them, going to a mirror to look at himself. Bren thought of the haughty  \nfox who had taken and discarded lovers as he saw fit and the slave fox who  \ncould still see the imprint of a collar on his neck. Who had been humiliated  \nand spanked and fucked so much his ass hurt.. And loved every moment of it. He  \nwondered if there would be others, feeling a twinge of jealousy. Then grinned..  \nAnother slave to help him wash Master in the bath.. To rub his big back and to  \nhelp empty those bottomless balls.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He slapped his butt firmly, growling at himself. As he looked at the cramped  \nplace he called home. \"A country life..\" Commuting wouldn't be out of the  \nquestion until he could get himself into some sort of telecommuting job.. The  \nlease was up at the end of the month... He took his shirt off, looking at the  \nplaces the steel teeth had bitten into his nipples and murred, thinking of  \nhaving them pierced.. MURRRR! Yes, it is definitely a different fox who stands  \nwith his hard cock wanting to be played with in the mirror. The fox undid his  \nball-cuff, smiling, hoping someday it will be permanent.. Maybe even inscribed  \nwith his name. He pads to the shower, thinking of work.. And 4 days until he  \ncan see his Master - No, More than Just another Dominant... He thought about  \nthe note. 'Lover - One who Loves.' And hugged himself. 4 days until he could be  \nwith his Lover again, and ask a Very important question.  \n  \nThe End  \n  \n  \n\n"}