{"sf1_id":20824,"sf2_id":"nd4ozW7n","title":"Jake \u0026 Alex","author":"lomondomon","words":2958,"posted_at":"2007-03-18T21:09:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Coming Out","Fox","M/M","Minor Bondage","Oral","Pseudo-Rape/NC","Tiger"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/20824-jake-alex","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/nd4ozW7n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/da/61/da61d628-9579-45ca-912c-3cb11e001d6f","description":"","content":"  \n  \n  \n  \n\nWARNING: The following story may contain traces of graphic descriptions of  \nhomosexual acts between consenting anthropomorphic persons. Even though they  \nappear to be younger, all the characters in this text are over 18. So there.  \nSubsequently, if you are under 18, 21, or whatever the age of majority in your  \narea is, leave now.  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \nAlex exited the science classroom, his arm around his  \ngirlfriend, Angela. The fox laughed at a joke she told, then kissed her  \naffectionately on the cheek. Several people stared at him. Alex was attractive,  \nand he knew it. He never lacked a companion for the school dances, and if his  \ngirlfriend dumped him, another one was there to take her place. He was always  \npicked first for everything, and was favored by the teachers, probably because  \nmost were female. He was eternally smiling and in a good mood. Alex seemed  \ngenerally to be a happy person, and I envied him for it.  \n  \nIts not that I was unhappy or depressed, I just felt like I was missing  \nsomething. Nothing seemed to fill it. Video games didn't fill it; alcohol  \nwouldn't fill it; drugs couldn't fill it, although they did take your mind off  \nit. But I went on regardless.\n\n\u0026nbsp; I opened my school bag and checked my schedule: Theater Arts  \nand Math were next. Theater Arts, basically drama with less fooling around, was  \nfine, but my math teacher was out to kill me. I considered the possibilities of  \nskipping, then decided against it. I missed yesterday, and he would be on the  \nwarpath. Oh well. I opened my locker and started getting my books out of it.  \nAlex passed by. He waved at me and smiled. I nodded and grinned back at him. He  \ncontinued walking, then, as if remembering something, let go of Angela and  \nturned back towards me.  \n  \n\"Hey Jake!\" said Alex, calling in my direction.  \n  \n\"Yeah?\" I replied.  \n  \n\"You up for some stuff after school?\"  \n  \n\"Sure.\"  \n  \n\"Great. You know where.\"  \n  \n\"Yep.\"  \n  \nAlex turned back towards Angela and they continued walking. I  \nturned back to my locker, and realized I couldn't find my copy of Macbeth.   \n _Fuck! I need that for theater arts!_  \n  \nI wracked my brain, trying to remember where I left it. The  \nlibrary? The caf? Then I remembered the teacher letting us leave it in the  \nclassroom so that we would not forget them at home. I breathed a sigh of relief.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"What are you doing after school, Mr. Reems?\"  \n  \nI must have jumped 10 feet in the air. Mrs. Wesmoore had  \nmanaged to come up behind me without my noticing.   \n  \n\"What?\" I asked stupidly.  \n  \n\"I said, what are you doing after school? I heard you and Mr.  \nThorpe talking just now.\"  \n  \n\"Oh, we... we're gonna head to the mall. I need to pre-order  \na copy of a new game that's coming out.\"  \n  \nI could tell from her eyes that she didn't believe a word of  \nit.  \n  \n\"Listen to me, Mr. Reems. I have no evidence against you, but  \nyou're bound to slip up some day. And I'll be there, waiting for you to hit the  \nground.\"  \n  \nWith that, she turned and walked away.  \n _Christ! What a fuckin' bitch!_  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \n\"You are a fuckin' smart tiger, Jake,\" said Alex, leaning on  \nthe dumpster.  \n  \n\"She didn't believe me, though,\" I replied, taking a puff on  \nmy joint.  \n  \n\"That's beside the point. You came up with a lie, just like  \nthat!\" He snapped his fingers. \"And a believable one too. Just because she knows  \njack shit about culture doesn't mean  \n  \nyou're not one clever...\" He paused to think. \"Quick, gimme something that's  \nclever.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Uh... a fox.\"  \n  \n\"No, I'm a fox and I'm not as clever as you. A cookie. There  \nwe go.\"  \n  \n\"How are cookies clever?\"  \n  \n\"I don't know. Isn't that what they say?\"  \n  \n\"I thought it was 'sharp cookie'.\"  \n  \n\"Whatever. The point is, you got her off your case.\"  \n  \n\"For now. Wesmoore's gonna get me some day, you'll see.\"  \n  \n\"Ehh, stop thinking in the future, man. The present is where  \nit's at.\" He giggled at how cliché he sounded, and sucked on his joint. \"You  \nknow what, Jake?\"  \n  \n\"What?\"  \n  \n\"You're a really great guy. I just thought you should know  \nthat.\" He giggled inanely.   \n  \n\"Thanks.\" I grinned back at him.  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \nThe whistle blew.  \n  \n\"Ok, guys, you've got 25 minutes 'till your next class. Go  \nget changed. And shower, please. I can smell you from over here,\" yelled Mr.  \nGordon, my Phys. Ed. teacher.  \n  \nThe class laughed, and began to head out the door. We walked  \ndown some stairs and entered the smelliest place in the school: the boys locker  \nroom. I walked over to where I had left my stuff, sat down on a bench, and began  \nchanging. As I pulled off my shirt, I caught a whiff of myself.   \n _Woah! Maybe I do need a shower._  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I glanced at the shower area. There were a few empty showers  \nleft. I took off my pants and boxers and walked over. I found a free shower next  \nto Alex's, who had Phys. Ed. at the same time as me. As I walked over, he  \nnoticed me.  \n  \n\"Hey, Jake,\" he said.   \n  \n\"Hey, Alex. How ya doing?\" I replied.  \n  \n\"Not bad, not bad. They made us run 100 laps around the gym,  \nso that wore me out a bit. All in all, It's been a good day.\"  \n  \n\"Great,\" I said. I wasn't very good at small talk. Lately, we  \nhad several snops in us before we tried talking to each other. Alex dropped his  \nwashcloth, and bent over to pick it up. In doing so, he seemed to point his ass  \nright at me, and I got a good look at everything.  \n  \n\"Woah, dude! I know we're both guys and such, but I don't  \nneed to see that much. I'm probably scarred for life now, or something,\" I  \nexclaimed. He stood up, blushed under his fur, and laughed. We finished  \nshowering and got dressed, leaving school for the day.  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \nTwo days later, I was walking towards the dumpster where we  \nusually met after school, when I heard a strange noise. It was like a pet,  \nwhimpering after being punished by it's owners. I walked around to the other  \nside of the dumpster, and there sat Alex, his face buried in his hands, sobbing  \ngently. I was floored. Alex always seemed to be happy and enjoying himself. What  \ncould he possibly have to cry about? I walked over and sat next to him. As soon  \nas he noticed me, he tried to compose himself, but the tear streaks in his fur  \nwere very evident.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Oh, hi,\" he said, breathing deeply.  \n  \n\"Hey, man. What's wrong?\" I asked.  \n  \n\"Nothing,\" he answered.  \n  \n\"Right. Come on. You know you can tell me anything.\"  \n  \n\"Not anything,\" said Alex, looking at his feet.   \n  \n\"Yes anything. I've known you how long?\"  \n  \n\"Six... six years.\"  \n  \n\"Exactly. If there's anybody you can trust with a secret,  \nit's me.\"  \n  \nAlex sighed and shuddered. \"Ok. Fine. But let's get out of  \nhere.\"  \n  \nWithout saying a word, we walked back to Alex's house. He  \nlived in the more upper class part of the city, but his house wasn't so big as  \nto be intimidating. I had been there many times before, and knew the layout like  \nthe back of my hand. His parent's weren't home, so we raided the fridge and went  \nto the den, where we watched TV and snacked wordlessly.  \n  \nAlex broke the silence:  \n  \n\"Do you really mean it when you say I can tell you anything?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah, of course, man, you know that,\" I replied.  \n  \n\"And you won't hold anything I tell you against me?\"  \n  \n\"I'm not that kind of person.\"  \n  \nAlex seemed to pause for an eternity.  \n  \n\"Ok. I think this is the hardest thing I've ever done. Here  \ngoes.\" He sighed deeply. \"I'm gay.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He said it so matter-of-factly that it took several seconds  \nfor this simple two word sentence to sink in.  \n _Alex? Gay? Impossible!_  \n  \nAfter a painful pause, I asked the most pressing question on  \nmy mind:  \n  \n\"Are you sure?\"  \n  \nAlex swallowed nervously. \"Yeah. I've known for a long time  \nnow.\"  \n  \nIt was as though a steamroller had run over my brain.  \nEverything I knew or thought I knew about this guy came crashing to the floor.  \nThis explained a lot about him: his inability to hold on to girl friends, his  \nweird comments about me, when he bent over in the shower...  \n _Wow. This is awkward._  \n  \nI noticed he seemed to be waiting for me to say something.  \n  \n  \n\"Well,\" I stammered, \"that's...uh... that's cool. I mean  \nthat's fine. I don't have a problem with that.\"  \n  \n\"You're sure?\" asked Alex.  \n  \nMy voice cracked. \"Yeah.\"  \n  \n\"Great.\"  \n  \nHe still seemed to be expecting me to say something.  \n  \n\"So...\" I stalled for time.  \n  \nWhat does he want me to say?  \n  \n\"Have you... met anyone?\" I asked cautiously.  \n  \n\"Not really.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah...\"  \n  \n\"Actually, there is this one.. person. But he doesn't seem to  \nwant return the feeling.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Oh. That's... too bad.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah.\"  \n  \nI reached over to my glass of coke and took a sip. The  \nknockout drops in the drink activated almost immediately.  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n\nWhen I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I was  \ntied to a bed. This is not a good way to wake up. My hands and feet were  \nimmobilized, and my head was locked in some kind of vice. My mouth was full of  \nwhat tasted like last week's laundry, and, to top it all off, I was naked.  \n _This can't be good._  \n  \nI cast my mind back to the last thing I could remember.  \n _Alex? Gay? Impossible!_  \n  \nEverything came flooding back to me right then. The magnitude  \nof my friend's revelation, combined with my current predicament, led my mind to  \na point where it realized what was going on.  \n _Shit! That little faggot's gonna rape me!_  \n  \nAnd that's when Alex walked in.  \n  \nHe was lightly muscled, with a nicely developed chest, and  \narms that looked strong without being big. What I concentrated on, however, was  \nthe fact that he was completely naked, and that his fox cock was hard as a rock.  \nI instinctively clenched my anus.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Hello, Jake,\" said Alex pleasantly. \"Sorry about the  \nsleeping pills, but I didn't know if you were gay or not, so I figured I needed  \na plan B.\"  \n  \nI tried to protest through what I now realized was a pair of  \nunderwear.  \n  \nAlex continued. \"I've wanted to do this to you ever since I  \nmet you.\"  \n  \nI vainly struggled against the ropes holding me to the bed.  \n _This can't be happening!_  \n  \nAlex shifted his attentive gaze to my cock.  \n  \n\"This won't do, know will it?\"  \n  \nHe sank to his knees at the foot of the bed and leaned  \nforward, his face at groin level with me. With a sudden twitch that I didn't  \nexpect, he stuck his tongue out and began licking my asshole. His saliva was  \ncold and sticky, but that added to the moment. I closed my eyes. The feeling was  \nincredible. I'd plowed my share of pussies in my time, but this topped it all.  \nMy cock slowly began to stir, awakened by the sensual activity at my anus. Alex  \ndidn't actually penetrate my hole, for which I was thankful. I assumed he was  \nsaving that for later.  \n  \nAlex suddenly stopped licking. I opened my eyes to see what  \nhappened. He had noticed my slowly engorging dick, and suddenly clamped his lips  \naround the tip.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Mmmmmmmph!\" I groaned through the underwear in my mouth. He  \nwas working his tongue at lightning speed over my member. I noticed suddenly  \nthat he only had about an inch in his mouth. I tried to move my hips and force  \nmore into him.  \n _I could get used to this._  \n  \nHe understood what I wanted, and lowered his head until he  \nwas about half way down. This was no small feat: my 13\" of tiger meat were 7\"  \naround when fully hard. And my dong had never been harder than it was now.  \nAlex's agile tongue twirled and lapped all over the 6\" now in his mouth. I felt  \nmyself close to cumming, and tried to communicate this. Alex seemed to  \nunderstand and pulled off, leaving my cock pointing straight in the air and  \nyearning for more. He stood up.  \n  \n\"Now for the fun part,\" said Alex, smiling devilishly.  \n  \nThis was what I had been dreading; the part of every gay rape  \nstory you don't want to hear.  \n _\"...The victim was found with severe injuries in his anus,  \nleading police to the conclusion that the suspect was male. In other news...\"_    \n  \nI clamped my eyes shut, bracing myself for what I knew I  \nwasn't ready for.  \n _His dick's not so big. It's nowhere near as big as mine. I  \ncan't have been more than 8... 9 inches at most. Oh god._  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I'm fucked.  \n  \nLiterally.  \n  \nWho knows how long I waited for the inevitable pressure on my  \nhole. The bed was shaking, as though somebody was moving around on it, but the  \nfeeling wasn't coming. I almost opened my eyes to see what was happening when I  \nfelt it. Not pressure in my ass, pressure on my dick. I slowly unclamped my  \neyelids.   \n  \nAlex stood over me, still naked. Well, he didn't actually  \nstand. It was more of a squat. I realized what the pressure on my cock was.  \n _This isn't at all what I expected._  \n  \nAlex made a few more minor adjustments, teasing my throbbing  \ncock mercilessly. He looked up straight into my eyes and grinned his devilish  \ngrin. Then, without a word, he sat down.  \n  \nFor a moment, his entire weight rested on my member. Then, my  \ncockhead broke through his tight sphincter, and he slowly began to sink down my  \nlength. I have never felt anything like what I felt as my cock parted the tight  \ntissues within his anus. My high-pitched scream of pleasure was drowned out by  \nhis scream of pain. His sliding motion slowed, and then stopped completely, as  \nAlex's cheeks came to rest on my thighs.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I was amazed. He had just taken my entire 13\" cock up to the  \nhilt in his ass all in one go with no lubricant whatsoever. But I didn't have  \ntime to wonder how he achieved this, being distracted by the insane amounts of  \npleasure coursing in waves through my entire body. It was like nothing I'd ever  \nfelt before. No amount of pussy could compete with this.   \n  \n\"Oh my god!\" Alex screamed at the ceiling. \"It's so big!\"  \n _What did he expect? I'm a fuckin' tiger!_  \n  \nMy size didn't seem to deter him from his goal, though. He  \nslowly began to stand up, letting my cock slide slowly out of his hole. Just  \nwhen I thought the whole thing was over, he sat back down abruptly, resuming his  \nearlier position sitting on my waist with my dick buried inside him all the way.  \nHe did this again several times; each time he pulled off, he waited longer  \nbefore coming back down, making me whine in need and frustration. Then, after  \nseveral minutes of this, he stopped in his sitting position and began to jack  \nhimself off furiously. Seconds later, he started pumping up and down on my  \nshaft, going back down when he reached the halfway point. His speed was  \nincredible. He pumped his cock in the same rhythm as he pumped mine with his  \nass, and we'd both soon passed the point of no return.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; We both groaned as we almost simultaneous reached orgasm. I  \nfelt myself begin to come in Alex's ass, when he did a very surprising thing: he  \nbent his back forward and took his cock in his own mouth.  \n _So that's why he's so good at sucking._  \n  \nI must have come gallons. This was, by far, the best and  \nlongest orgasm of my life. And by the looks of it, Alex had a lot to swallow  \ntoo. We spent about two minutes like this: Alex's face in his crotch and me with  \na look of pure ecstasy on my face. Eventually, Alex pulled his mouth off his own  \ncock, and then, agonizingly slowly, pulled himself off of my own. This unleashed  \na stream of cum onto me, which Alex obligingly licked up. Then, he got off the  \nbed entirely, and set about the task of untying me, which took several minutes.  \nOnce my bonds were undone, I sat up, a goofy grin on my face.  \n  \nAlex's expression could not have been further from my own. He  \nseemed close to tears.  \n  \n\"All right, then. I've had my fun. Go call the police or  \nsomething,\" he said tearfully.  \n  \n\"What are you talking about?\" I asked.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I raped you, man. Prison's the least I deserve. But it was  \nworth it.\"  \n  \nI patted my best friend on the back. \"Are you kidding? That  \nwas the best fuck of my life! I won't tell the police. On one condition...\"  \n  \nAlex's ears perked up.  \n  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n  \nFive minutes later, I was fucking his ass into oblivion. But  \nthis time, it was my idea.  \n _I've got a lot to think about._  \n  \n  \n  \nTEH END  \n  \n  \n  \n  \nWell, there it is. The first story I've written that I've posted on the net. All  \ncomments are welcome, including criticisms, at dementedc at gmail dot com.  \nEverything I write is for my own amusement, and I enjoy it, therefore all  \nflamers will be ignored, and will have their nuts nibbled off by a team of  \nspecially trained mice. And, in case you couldn't tell, the stuff in italics is  \nthe main character's thoughts. Just thought you ought to know. And sorry for the unimaginative title; I don't usually name my stuff.  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}