Identity Crisis
Math class, it's bad enough it has to be first period, but when you add Jan Greypaw, it just gets worse. Jan Greypaw... Even his name gives me a headache. Jan is the hottest guy in our school. It's a proven fact, everyone agrees, nobody even tries to look better. This is the kind of guy that likes to sit in the back of class with three or four giggly fan girls. Today isn't quite as bad as usual though, he's just got one, but sometimes, that's enough. He's also a raccoon, a trait he really doesn't, and it just makes him that much more stuck up.
Oh... Enough of my venting. My name is Nathan Crane, and I'm a squirrel. I'm also considered a computer geek, virgin, mama's boy, and things like that. I'm about average, five foot ten, 130 pounds, and I have glasses. I've been told I'm cute, by both genders, but it's much more meaningful to hear it from girls, seeing as I'm straight.
Math is over, one more hour with Jan finally done with. I don't have a class next; I usually go and hide out in the library, away from all the noise. I walk through the library's squeaky doors, wave to the librarian (sweet old badger lady), and head off to find a fantasy story I haven't read yet. I find one, a short book about a dragon-knight. As I am about to sit down, I hear the door's telltale squeak as someone walks into the library. I look up and, to my surprise and dread, I see Jan Greypaw talking quietly with the librarian. I bury my head in my newfound book, hoping to avoid the obvious smug floating from the raccoon. To my horror, I hear footsteps making their way toward my seat. I hear the chair slide back and an ear grating sigh. I look up to see Jan staring into my eyes, a folded envelope gripped between his index and middle fingers.
"Hey there, Squirrelly," He speaks with an admittedly sexy voice, "I'm having a party this evening, I want you to come.
Before I can growl out an answer, he stands up, spins around, and slowly walks away. I catch myself, my eyes lingering around the base of his ringed tail, a slight tingle in my pants. I shake my head clear and take a look at the invitation lying on the table.
"Nat," I tell myself, "rip it up and ignore him."
But instead, I reach out and open the letter. It has the silhouette of a fox, whether male or female, I can't tell, with it's tail held high, stamped in one corner. It has Jan's name-show off-and directions to the party. In large letters at the bottom it says:
"WEAR SOMETHING SEXY"
With a snort, I shove the paper in my pocket, looking up to see that Jan had vanished. I turn back to my book, but am disappointed when the bell for next period rings. I shut the book with a sigh and leave, waving to the librarian on my way out of the library. The rest of the day is fairly uneventful, an English class, lunch, and another hour long hole in my schedule. After school, one of my friends, Roxy, runs up and pokes me in the side.
"I saw Jan talking to you this morning!" She yelled, startling me.
"I know," I respond, "he gave me an invitation to a party of his."
"What?!" She cries, "A party? Are you serious? You lucky squirrel!"
I shrug and wave goodbye to Roxy, hopping on my bike to head home. I get home and pull my keys out of my pocket, the invitation flutters to the ground. I sigh, picking up the fallen letter; I walk back to my room and pull open my closet.
"I don't have anything sexy..." I tell myself.
I close the doors to my closet and walk into the bathroom. With one paw, I undo the buttons of my shirt, with the other, I pull down my pants, noticing for the first time that I actually have a hard-on. I smile, rubbing my cock slowly. I start to think of all the things that get me off, one thing after another until, quite by accident, and to my own shock, the image of Jan's ass pops into my mind. I stop, blinking. What the...? Why am I thinking of him? I groan, what a mood killer... I start to get ready for the party, still clueless as to why I'm going in the first place. I pull on shorts and a clean shirt and head for the door. I spot my collar, blue and spiked, and, with a shrug, I hook it around my neck. Stopping off in the bathroom again, I take off my glasses and pop in my contacts. I head into the kitchen and write my parents a note, telling them where I am. I hop on my bike and take off toward the address on the invitation, not too eager to meet Jan again. When I arrive, I check the time, noting the party had been going on for at least an hour. I walk up to the door and spot a large wolf standing in front of the door. I swallow a lump in my throat and head for the door, invitation plainly visible. As I step toward the door, the wolf stops me.
"ID, kid," the wolf growls.
"ID?" I ask, "I have an invitation."
The wolf lets out a snarl and looks about to backhand me when Jan pops up behind him, "Hey, Chuck, What's wrong?"
"This punk won't show ID."
Jan looks over and beams, "Squirrelly! You came! Let him in Chuck, he's my guest."
The wolf takes a step back as I slip past him. Jan's arms suddenly wrap around me.
"Wow," he smiles, "I thought you weren't gonna come tonight, I was getting kinda depressed."
I roll my eyes and pull out of his embrace, "I almost didn't."
Jan smiles again and wraps a finger under my collar, "C'mere, I wanna talk to you."
I start to protest, but he quickly pulls me into a bedroom and shuts the door.
"I know you don't like me," Jan starts, "but I wanna know why."
I glare at him, "You annoy me. All you ever do in class is chat with your girlfriends."
Jan rubs his ear, "They aren't girlfriends, I'm actually gay."
So here I am, standing in a closed bedroom with a gay guy. Why am I even at this party? Now things start flying through my head. He's gay, will he try something? Should I tell him that I'm straight? I gotta get out of here, quick. I turn toward the door but, before I take a single step, he catches my collar again.
He spins me around and looks at me, a little hurt. "What's wrong, Squirrelly?"
I glare at him, "Quit calling me that! My name is Nathan, use it."
He lets out a pathetic whimper and shakes his head, "I'm sorry Nathan..."
I can't help but smile at his act; he's so cute when he's hurt... Wait, what? What am I thinking? I place a paw to my head. Am I okay? Oh great... He's looking at me again... I turn my head to the side and groan.
"You okay, Nathan?" He asks me.
I shake my head, "I don't know..."
He sits me on the bed, "You should take it easy."
I look up at him and smile, "Thanks, Jan, maybe you aren't so bad after all. Maybe."
That gets a grin out of him; I just realize how good he actually looks. I blink, I didn't even realize but my muzzle is pressed to his. Holy shit, I'm kissing him! I break the kiss and turn around, feeling queasy.
Jan, a little startled, smiles, "You know, you could have warned me."
I gag and look at him, "That wasn't on purpose. I blacked out for a second."
He chuckles, such a sweet... Ew! "Okay... I forgive you."
I cross my arms and legs and frown, "Whatever."
I note that he's now sitting next to me, a smile playing across his face. He sets a paw on my leg and smiles into my eyes Is it my imagination or are my shorts a little tight? I look at his paw. Quit touching me... I want to push him away, tell him he's gross and I hate him, but part of me likes his touch. What's going on?
He places a paw under my chin and our eyes lock. Wow... He has pretty eyes... "Mm... You have pretty eyes," he tells me, "Mind if we try that again?"
I want to yell no, shove him away, but I can't speak, can't move. My shorts are really tight... Why is that? He takes my silence as a go ahead and he presses another kiss to my muzzle. I make sort of a half squeak and pull away from him. He looks down, dejected, until he spots the bulge in my shorts. He looks back to my face with a grin and kisses me on the nose.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
I look down and groan, "Shorts are too tight..."
Jan chuckles and moves a paw up to my zipper. "You should take them off then."
"But I don't have anything on under them," I squeak.
He shrugs, "It's just us guys here."
I whimper but nod, "Okay... I guess..."
He clicks his tongue and nod, undoing the button and zipper of my shorts. I let out a sigh of relief as my cock pops out of my shorts, the pressure finally gone.
"My..." He says with a whistle, "Lookin' pretty good there, Nathan."
I blush as I pull my shorts off, "Call me Squirrelly..."
Jan smiles, Gods he has a great smile... "I thought you didn't like it?"
I shake my head and smiles, "It's okay..."
I hear Jan purring, such a lovely sound, and watch his paw as he rubs my leg.
Just now, a knock at the door. "Jan, there's a problem out here."
Jan stands up and heads out of the room, "I'll be back, Squirrelly."
As the door shuts, I fall back with a groan. Finally I can think... What's wrong with me? Am I actually gay? But that doesn't have anything to do with Jan, I hate the guy... Whatever... I wonder what's going on outside? Meh... I reach down and stroke my cock slowly. With a sigh, my paw speeds up, causing me to shudder with delight.
With a squeak of the door, Jan pops his head into the bedroom. "You doin'...?" He spots my paw and slides into the room, shutting and locking the door, instantly stripping.
I feel something on my cock and look up. There he is, the hottest guy in school, with his muzzle no more than an inch from my crotch with a hungry look in his eyes. I reach up and grab his ear kinda pulling his head towards my cock. He growls and pushes forward, grazing my cock with his tongue. I bite back a yelp and push myself up against his mouth with a moan.
Jan pulls away from my crotch and licks my bellyfur, "You don't mind, do you, Squirrelly?"
Before I can answer though, Jan takes my whole maleness into his mouth, leaving me moaning and squirming happily. AS quiet as I can, I reach up and unbutton my shirt, pausing only to grunt and tense my muscles to prolong my pleasure. With a yelp, I slap my paws to the bed, claws digging in, as Jan pulls his mouth off my cock, dragging his tongue along its underside. Jan pauses and lets a light kiss on the tip of my cock before climbing over me onto the bed. As he presses a kiss to my muzzle, he wraps a paw around my cock with a light grip. With a growl, Jan pushes his tongue into my mouth as he rubs my cock against my belly. I squeak and push my tongue back against Jan's, pulling him against my body. Jan starts to pull his mouth away from mine but I close my mouth around his tongue, sucking lightly. Jan chuckles and squeezes my cock, getting a gasp out of me and freeing his tongue. Jan licks my nose before turning around on the bed. He pushes his rear against my muzzle as he closes his mouth around my cock with a growl. I take a deep breath through my nose, inhaling his musky scent. As Jan pulls back to lick my cock, I squeak and lick the base of his, my nose rubbing against his balls. Jan chuckles and growls, taking me into his mouth again, this time working my cock in and out of his mouth, his teeth grazing lightly against its underside. It doesn't take much more that that, and as I reach climax, I push into Jan's mouth with a yelp, my seed filling his mouth with a little bit of my cum dripping as he pulls my cock out of his mouth.
Jan swallows and licks his lips as he lets out a cute little burp, "You're quite tasty," he says as he sits up on my chest.
I blush and groan, "You... Are kinda heavy, Jan."
"Sorry about that," Jan yips as he rolls off me.
I ease my way up onto my elbows with another groan. "That was... Pretty fun."
Jan grins and kisses my nose, "I think you should get dressed, I have a party to run."
I smile and nod, buttoning up my shirt, "I'll see you out there then."
He smiles and walks out, leaving me pulling up my shorts. I walk out of the bedroom after changing my mind and leaving my shirt unbuttoned. After a couple hours of dancing (mostly near Jan), the party dies down and we all go our separate ways, Jan giving me a ride home.
The next morning, I see Roxy. "How'd the party go? You have fun with Jan?"
I chuckle and smile, waving a paw in the air, "You could say that."
I let out sort of a half purr as Jan walks by, hips swaying slightly, leaving Roxy, mouth and eyes wide open. I grin, pat her on the head, and follow Jan to class. He looks at me and kisses me on the cheek. I laugh as I hear Roxy and several other students gasp.
Well, there ya go. My first 'gay' moment. Anyway, unfortunately, I, Nathan Crane, am still 'technically' a virgin but, hopefully, that'll change soon. Ahem... Back to class, hopefully you ain't heard the last of me. See ya!