Ryu's Life
Gift writing for Ryboman90... he liked it, I hope you do too =D * * *
?Secrets. We all have them, keep them well, deep inside. Until they start to dig around in you. Until they start to gnaw their way into your heart. Then they start to eat you up. You know those secrets. You just want to scream them out of you. But you can't. You simply can't yell them out in the world, because they might hurt others. It was better to keep them shut in the heart. There they only could hurt yourself, and just yourself. I had many secrets, but two big, growing in me. Just for example, I had to tell my father that I could not fulfil his expectations. I know he was trying to find a girl for me, to hook her up with me and so on. He was pretty traditionalistic, I was his only son, so I had to heritage the family name. Even if he moved away from China, he said, he was not going to betray his identity. Or something. I was born here in America, so yeah. He tried to hook me up with girls, other panda girls, they were nice, yeah, and maybe also attractive, but there's a problem, I am gay. And I can't tell him, because I fear it will break him. So that's one problem. But an other problem is far more problematic. See, there's a boy at my school. Odd as it is, also a panda. A very handsome panda. Not as burly as most of us are, yet a bit chubby, just perfect. I am friends with him. But actually, I want more than that. Do you know when you were little, your father had bought you something very nice and shiny, but he puts it behind glass so you cannot play with it and break it accidentally? In my room is a cupboard with car models I'm still not allowed to touch. It's like that with the boy. You see him, you talk to him, you touch him even, but you can't have him. Like in that song, it didn't have a happy end. But I was yearning for a happy end. So I had to confess him my feelings, as I saw it as the only way to get him. I didn't know if he was even gay, I just knew he was a great guy. So here I was, in the school's corridor, at the lockers, picking up books for science, right next to him. A lot of hours I spent with thinking of how to tell him, what to say so he won't run away, or hate me for life. We had to be alone for it. We weren't, in fact, but all the other pupils in the corridor were just minding their own business, as they should. Good. "Patrick, I've gotta talk to you," I plainly said. "Oh?" he said and turned towards me with that open face. Cute face with even cuter smile. Brown eyes behind thin glasses. But then I could not get out a word. What if I screwed up? What if I threw up, because suddenly I felt like it. I just had to say three words. Three simple words, I had even practised them. On a mirror. "Ryu, are you all right?" "Yeah... I... jeez, I..." He waited patiently, damn. Rescue or interruption, I couldn't tell, but my sister chose that moment to re-appear from somewhere. Yeah. Nice. "So boys. Let's go," she said. I think they call us the Panda Club, because we're just three Giant Pandas on the school, and we're always sticking together. Oddly enough, the only other person that is with us a lot is a Red Panda, but is a bit younger and in different classes. Needless to say, I could not tell him what I wanted to. But there were more breaks. I considered writing it on a paper and shove it over, but the teacher was very watchful - well, he was, in fact, a hawk - and I was not in the mood reading a love confession out in front of the entire class. * * *
In the evening, I was thinking about my stupidity. The lunch break, the afternoon, the breaks in between, wonderful moments to tell him what I was yearning for. But instead, I just let it run and acted normal, just to end up all alone in my room at the PC, munching cheap crisps. I shouldn't eat them, but I do anyway. I should do so many things. Do more sports. Get my wide ass of this chair. Call Patrick right now and scream it at him. But I didn't. Instead, I took my memory of him into my bed. I had been lucky enough to get a look at him, after PE, of course, when we were showering. Even though he was always trying to be out of sight, I were able to sneak a look or two. And there was no reason for him to hide, actually. He was well hung, and had a wonderfully sexy butt. Those were the thoughts I took with me into my bed, where I used them to work the emotions of the day off. * * *
"Tea from home? That's new." Patrick put the cup down. "Mum read that green tea over the day is good somehow. Can't help it." He smiled. "Want some?" "Nah, 's all right." Good. My sister just left the table to meet up with the girlfriends, the table in front of the bar, where they can look at the boys' butts when they stay and wait on their food. I'd also like to sit there, but it's girls only, as I take it. Kelvin was not in sight, but he would appear soon, as at every lunch break. So just some minutes until the red panda comes to join us. "Patrick..." "Hmm?" And that was it again. Damn. I wanted to scream. I could not get a word out. Not a single one. Once again he smiled at e, once again that smile blocked it all out completely. "Ryu, what is it?" he said and adjusted his glasses. "Are you all right?" No I wasn't. "Just feel a bit weird." "Are you sick or something? Maybe you should have some tea." Won't fix it. But I could feel my heart jumping as he took my paw. There was also a sudden jump in my pants, to be honest. "Or what is it?" I just couldn't. "Nothing, really." I could see he was disappointed. * * *
Kelvin was also a nice guy, in his own way. He was nice, and also gay, he was just open about it, unlike me. I liked spending time with him, like you spent time with a good friend. We hit the mall after school, having some fast food. My father actually hated when I ate any kind of fast food, he was having a restaurant after all, so there was no need to stuff myself with unvaluable american fats, to say it in his words. "So what're ya gonna do 'bout Patrick?" he suddenly said, making me blink and blush. "What?" "'Ey, he's a nice boy, just tell him." He smiled. "I think he knows anyway and just waits on you to do the first step." "Wait... you talked to him?" He leaned back, obviously enjoying yourself. "I couldn' watch ya two struggling 'round any more. I mean, damn, you're older'n me and still act like kids." "You're evil, you know that?" "It's up to you." "No, it's complicated." And then he just gave me a wink, before just changing the topic completely. * * *
The worst thing about school is PE. Fortunately it's just twice a week, but that's still too much. You know, when you are told to run in circles, and you know you're slower than all the others. So they're finished and everyone's just watching you doing your last lap, they all do their stupid comments, making it even harder for you. You just wish it will be over, but the last steps seem to grow to an eternity. I simply cannot fit up to the expectations the teacher was putting into me. My old teacher had been saying 'Just train at home and it will go better, you'll see'. But my current teacher decided telling me how bad I was is the right way to motivate me. Okay, I am not the worst at sports, but still... Keeping me up was the showering afterwards. Twenty boys getting nude and walking around just like that. Even though most were trying to hide their male parts, you could easily have a glance here and there. And of course those showing off, but they were idiots. As always, Patrick was acting slow at undressing, at sort his stuff and so on. And so did I, talking and taking my time, while the showers and the room slowly emptied. As the last boy was binding up his shoes and Patrick was in the shower, I took in a deep breathe, got my panda ass up the bench and went over to the showers' room. A shower was running, yes. And there was the sexy panda, busy shampooing his fur, then he turned around. Okay, he did look better with his glasses, but that was the difference between fantastically great and plain perfect. He smiled once more and stepped closer. Before I could say a single word, he dragged me closer and pressed his lips on mine. At first I was too astonished to do anything, then I just gave in. Yeah, I embraced his nude body and gave in to the kiss. It would be lying if I claimed here I knew how to kiss, or that I did it well, but I think I did not bad making out with Patrick here. We cuddled up closer, I could feel his fur on mine, as suddenly his tongue tried to enter my mouth, I let him, I played with it, and I could feel getting a warm and fuzzy feeling in my entire body. His paws were exploring my back, ruffling the white fur, then moving them over my butt and stroking it slowly. I did the same, I just love the feeling of stroking his fur and skin, I tried to explore every bit of him as far as he would let me to. Carefully I moved over his bottom, the waist and to his belly. He just licked over my nose and kissed on, to sign me he didn't mind at all, even as I moved my paw a bit more down, meeting his thick and stiff member, throbbing as I touched it. I knew he would tell me to stop if he wanted me to, but he didn't, so I moved along it and cupped his balls shortly, weighing a bit, while he just continued making out and stroking my bottom. I couldn't stand it any more. I kissed his lips again, but then I had to go down on my knees to have a look at his maleness. I wasn't disappointed at all. As if hypnotised by the big piece of male mean in front of my face, I moved forward to kiss it. Not just kiss it, to lick it, to taste it. I licked alongside the black skin, it tasted nice. While still fondling with his balls, I took a thorough try on his cock, hearing him moan pleased above my head. I moved the throbbing male stick between my lips and let my tongue run over its head some times, hearing him moan louder. Moving forward, I took more of his penis into my muzzle, it was so hot and hard, it was a completely new feeling in my mouth, but I liked it, a lot. Trying to embrace it as tightly as possible I sucked hard, hearing Patrick groan even louder. He mumbled some words between his panting breathes, so I sped up my movements. There was really a lot of cock on him, and I wasn't used to it, but I tried to take as much of it into my mouth as possible for me. Moving faster, I could hear him breathing, then twitching a bit. Very surprised, I suddenly felt his cream spurt out, right into my muzzle. It had a very nice taste, and I quickly swallowed it down as it came, even though it was a lot. As I felt there was not coming more, I let myself fall back, looking up to him. We both started as we heard a voice. "All boys out?" It was the female sports teacher. Good. She wasn't allowed to come in. But we both realised it was dangerous here. "Not yet, just a moment, okay?" I shouted back from my cum-covered muzzle. "Hurry up, lads," she answered and was away. I gave him a quick kiss before washing the cum off. A pity. Then we got to the locker room and dressed. "So..." he said. "Wanna get to my place right now?" "Heh... is it safe?" "Yeah, parents are on holidays, you know." "Good timing." "Why, thanks." * * *
His parents were having this neat house, pretty big, pretty nice. Business people, often on travel and so on, so Patrick was often alone with his adult brother. But even his brother preferred to be somewhere else, so in the end, Patrick was mostly alone in this big house. I've never been able to understand that, I mean, they buy this huge house and never use it. Well we were gonna use it. We were hardly able to close the door before falling over each other making out. I couldn't wait see his body again, so I hurried up taking off his clothes, and he did the same. His shirt and his pants were off quickly, but before moving on, he grabbed me by the arm and led me to his bedroom. Patrick was having this heavenly big and soft bed in his room. He made me fall onto it, got over me and we continued kissing. My paws found their way to his bottom, where I shed his briefs. The hot and steamy kisses repeated, I was so excited and aroused, I wanted him so badly that moment. He had been having lube ready, of course, so I took off my underwear finally and waited on him, my heart bumping in anticipation. I watched him putting the lube all over his nicely sized prick and he whispered "Ready?", I just nodded, hell I was so ready for him. Well, of course it hurt a bit as he entered my virginal tail hole. But that was just for a moment, a small moment he waited for me, a small moment before the pain turned into the greatest pleasure I've felt at all. He was pushing in very slowly, and I could feel him rub and stimulate my insides with every bit he intruded deeper into me. Probably he was trying to get in as deep as possible, but soon I could hear him moan due to my tightness. Carefully he pulled out again, I clenched my eyes cos of both, slight pain and great pleasure. His maleness moved forth and back in me, stimulating my sensitive insides. The emotions and sensations began heaping up, in my crotch, as they always did when I made it myself. But this was way more intense, way better, I wanted this feeling to never stop. Patrick thrust hard into me, he groaned louder, but I couldn't really hear it because I was too busy enjoying his movements. With every thrust he added more pleasure, made the pile grow. There wouldn't be much more needed, I thought. All the feelings wanted to be released. And I heard Patrick was feeling the same. His big hot cock moved faster in my very tight tail hole, and even though I tried to hold it back, to make it last, I had to cum very soon. But I wanted to wait for him. He thrust another time, and another time, and... I just couldn't... With a loud groan I released my emotions, as well as a load of my white cream. He had waited for me. That moment I felt him shivering and he came himself, I felt his warm load in my insides, filling me up, it was a great feeling. Panting I embraced him, after he pulled himself out of me, and looked into his black bordered panda eyes. I licked his nose, he licked back. So we waited until we could repeat it.