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This is a gift for Chaser!!! ;D I know I know.. usually anything close to a gift would probably be only one little story, but when I got the idea for this I knew I'd have to make it into several chapters, a lot, sooo yeah. It's adult for suggestive terms, umm..obscene words?? Idk..oh yeah, and a masturbation scene ;D This has a lot of swimming in it, so, if you aren't very familiar with some stuff might not make a whole lot of sense, just to say! :3 Okay..um...here it is, hope you enjoy!!! Pleeeease comment and critique and rate!!!

Into the Depths of Love: Chapter 1

"Hey Alex, check her out," George nudged him and licked his lips staring at a female otter talking with her friends.

"What?" Alex wasn't paying much attention. he had better, well not better, but more important things to think about than to talk with George, he often wondered why George tried so hard to talk to him when he was usually ignored. He looked the way George was looking and noticed the female. He sighed, clearly upset he couldn't see what George saw in her, he was... well, gay.

"You don't see that? Look at her, she's fricking amazing!" George, being an otter himself, was drooling just a little, and Alex watched in amusement how he seemed not to notice how clear he was making it to everyone his infatuation with the girl.

Alex simply kept walking, hoping that that would be enough to get George to follow and cease creating the slight puddle of drool now on the ground. Wow, someone sure does NOT know how to impress a girl. Even I could do better impressing one, and I don't even like them! He needs serious, serious help... Alex peered over his should to see if he was following. He wasn't. Alex just shrugged and kept walking, he didn't even care about George much anyways. Why? Because he knew George didn't genuinely care about him back, he could feel it. George was just lonely, like Alex, and picked out the closest loner in line to talk to, which was usually him.

The only difference between them (besides Alex liking guys) was that Alex liked to be alone. He could think better, and take in more details about things. He was also very hidden, no one knew about him being gay, not even his parents. Sure, some people who knew him growing up had their assumptions, but no one knew for sure.

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Finally...it's about time I get to do something _fun.._Alex thought to himself, getting ready to go swimming in his own outdoor pool at home. It was rather large, especially considering his parents were rich. And there wasn't just one, but two pools, one indoors and one outdoors. Alex liked the one outdoors a lot more than the one in his house. Winter had just passed and he was so happy to have the freedom to go swimming again outside, he had more privacy from his family.

In his swimming trunks and goggles, he just sat at the edge of the pool with his feet in the slightly chilly water. He moaned as the water made his feet tingle and immediately dove in. He swam quite well, he wasn't good, but he was decent. Alex loved the feeling of the water as he swam, the way he cut into it and then the water flowed through his fluffy, gray fur as he took stroke after stroke. He reached the other end of the pool and popped his head out of the water, moving his goggles onto his forehead. He laid his head on the edge of the pool and looked at the clear, sunny sky.

"Hey, Alexander?" He looked over to where someone had come out of the overly large house. He peered over his shoulder to see his mom, as usual on her phone beckoning to him. She put the phone to her chest and pointed to it. "Phone for you, it's someone named George. Ever heard of him?" The always-elegantly dressed, white husky that was his mom was quite the talker. She was almost always on her phone, whether it be for her business that she owned, her friends, or whoever else she talked to.

"George? Yeah, he's from school," he was clearly annoyed. He got out of the pool, water dripping from him all over onto the back porch of his house. She handed him the phone and his mom left and went into the house.

"Yeah, George?" He walked back to the pool and set his feet paws in once again, he missed being in the water already.

"Umm is that you Alex? Oh, hey, I was just wondering if you're free this Saturday," he could hear how nervous George was, he mustn't have been used to whatever he was doing.

"Yeah, I guess, why? What do you want?" Alex's voice was blank.

"That's cool, I just wanted to know if you could make it to my birthday, I'm turning 17 on Friday, but Im holding a birthday party on Saturday; can you make it?" He was clearly uneasy.

"Is anyone else going? I don't want it to only be us if I go, George," he explained.

"Um...well, I invited Abby, and Lynn, oh yeah, and Brandon. Abby said she'll be there, and Lynn and Brandon both said they might. So...are you willing?"

Alex sighed, looking at his reflection in the water. "I guess I can go then, but I'm not getting a present for you," he smiled, which of course George couldn't see, but he still kept in a hint humor in it; with still a fair amount of seriousness so George could tell. "You should have told me earlier if you wanted one, so don't be disappointed when I don't."

"That's fine! As long as you come, I'm perfectly happy Alex, see you then!" 'Happy', Alex could tell, was a huge understatement...George was more like..ecstatic.

"Okay, I really gotta go now, I was kinda busy, see ya I guess," he hung up right away, missing being in the pool too much to wait for a response. He ran back and opened the door and called out. "Mom! You can have the phone back! I'm leaving it here on the floor, okay?"

"Yeah, sure thing," she blankly yelled back to him.

He quickly closed the door and ran back to the pool, he still had a ton of time to practice his swimming, but he needed every second of it. He jumped in, and swam multiple times back and forth, loving it even more each time, enjoying each stroke, until finally it hit dusk. He moped inside, smiling back at his pool. Can't wait for tomorrow, I get to practice with my swimteam! Great! He grabbed a towel he had out for himself and ruffled his head with it, making his fur puff out a bit. He put the towel over his shoulder and walked into his house, making a short, quiet thudding noise with each of his quick steps as he ran upstairs and went into his bedroom to do his homework.

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Alex rubbed his groggy eyes, still feeling very tired from sleep. He got up and stretched, yawning loudly, and his morning wood made a small tent in his underwear. Ugh... I hate mornings.

After doing his boring, morning rituals he went to wait at his bus stop for school. He leaned on the sign and folded his arms, sighing as he waited for what seemed like forever for his bus to arrive. He closed his eyes, gently slipping away from reality as he started to doze off. He was startled by the sound of the bus stopping in front of him and nearly fell over from still leaning on the pole of the sign.

The driver opened the door up for him as he walked in, curiously eyeing the people in the seats chit-chatting amongst themselves while a few took glances back at him. He found a completely empty seat and sat into it, taking his back-pack off and laying it next to him as he watched the not-so-nice scenery of the neighborhoods pass by.

As he kept his gaze at the view out the window, his ear twitched as he heard a slight giggle between two girls in the seat behind him. He quickly peered over his shoulder to see two female foxes looking at him and giggling to themselves. He turned back to look out his window, wondering what they could possibly be laughing at. Probably not me, I'm not that funny anyways...Wonder what they are laughing at... He quickly shrugged it off and focused on what was outside, wishing he could actually get off of the bus sooner because of how boring it was, school actually had you do something.

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George came walking quite quickly towards Alex after getting his lunch, Alex sighed and looked the other way.

"Hey, Alex? Well, Lynn can't come, but Brandon might and Abby said she would, sorry just thought I'd tell you. Can I sit here?" George hesitated.

Alex looked over at George as if he hadn't known he was there. "I guess, not like anyone else's going to sit there George," he said rather colorless.

"Thanks!" George sat down, gently setting his lunch tray on the table, Alex turned away again, hoping George would take the hint and stop talking to him. "So, how's your day been so far Alex?" Obviously he wasn't getting it.

"Fine, the usual."

"Sounds pretty dull to me. Guess what? I said "Hi" to Catherine today! Isn't that awesome!?" His eyes were bright and filled with accomplishment and excitement.

"Who's Catherine? Never heard of her," he still wasn't looking at George, he picked out a nice looking wolf near the 'jocky section' of mostly males. He blankly took in the details, looking at the muscles and even from afar he could see the wolf had a smoking pair of blue eyes. Alex's eyes were a bright gold color, as most huskies had, but they were even brighter against his gray and white fur. Most girls that had crushes on him in the past hit on him just for that.

"You don't know who Catherine is? Remember? The girl I was trying to tell you to look at her yesterday when you randomly vanished. That reminds me, where did you go?" The otter raised an eyebrow still looking at Alex, who snapped out of his very vivid daydream with the wolf, looking back at George blushing.

"What's that? Sorry, I was...thinking," he put his hand behind his head and smiled, trying to hide his embarrassment of the unknown to George.

"You weren't listening? Where have you been lately? You're so quiet and you don't listen to me much...," George shot Alex a worried look.

"I just have a....a busy schedule today that I was thinking about, heh, sorry George," Alex really did feel bad for once, and particularly embarrassed trying to hide his clear excitement from the daydream.

"Well, can you pay attention sometimes? Anyways, I just said Catherine was that girl I was looking at yesterday, remember?"

"OH, her, I remember, and you said hi to her? That's rather blunt George, you can do better than that," he nudged him in his right shoulder with his elbow.

"I know, but hey, that's going somewhere right? It's just... I get really shy sometimes..." his voice trailed off, and he looked distant for a moment.

"Well, I don't say hi to anyone so you did more than I've ever done. And you can't help it that you're shy, I mean, you really like her don't you? I get really shy around..people I really like, everyone does," he reassured.

"Yeah, I figured, it's just, when I'm around her I get this weird feeling, you know? Like, I get this cold sweat, and my mouth dries up, it's sooo weird... have you ever gotten that before Alex?" He rested his left arm on the lunch table, looking at Alex who was to his right.

That'd be love, George...love.."Nope, not really, I have no idea what that is. I think you should definitely try to talk to her more, maybe she likes ya," Alex did that friendly nudge again, grinning.

"Yeah, like me? I don't think so, why would she when she has all of those other guys to choose from, I'd be at the bottom of her list," George said with deny.

"Aw, come on. You're not that bad, and who knows? Maybe she doesn't like the popular, good looking guys with huge egos. You do have a chance George, don't give up, get to know her first."

"Really?... Okay, I guess I'll try to talk to her more then, thanks for the advice," George gave a warm smile, his whiskers moving with his lips in the formation of it.

I should so become a psychologist someday... "Yep, no problem, good luck George," Alex returned the warm smile.

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Alex was practicing his basic front crawl swimming technique, getting his body used to being streamlined even though it was pretty used to it already considering he had been swimming ever since he was 11. He took turns with practicing his swimming techniques, doing a different one each day. He usually did the front crawl on Friday, since it was when he had 'swim club' and the front crawl was the fastest way to swim competitively.

He enjoyed the water slightly cold, and he couldn't resist from smiling to himself as he went back and forth the pool's length. The chilly water was easily cut by his slender and lightly built body.

Sadly for him though, he had to quit early to avoid getting too tired before practice. He went and got ready inside, quickly grabbed his swimming gear and headed out. He always walked to the sports center. It was a few miles away, but he didn't like his mom taking him there, it just didn't feel... right.

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It was always strange to Alex when he had to change in front of everyone. The changing room wasn't much at all, just a single room with lockers to keep important things in on the left and right sides, with a long bench before each one. Even though it would normally make Alex probably a little horny to be around other guys naked, he had started swimming in a club when he was around 12, and had been having to change basically ever since then, during the process of which he had grown up to tolerate it. He hadn't even known he was gay until he was 14, 3 years ago, so he hadn't cared at all at that time, and that stayed with him.

He quickly changed into his swim wear, putting his goggles on his forehead, making a slightly muffled snap on his fur. He walked into the pool area, going to his starting number--2. He sat down, swinging his legs in the water as he stared at the little ripples. He sat there the whole time patiently waiting for everyone else to take their places, carefully watching as the other members walked through the locker room door.

After a few people got there, Alex decided to get up and go get his water-bottle filled up with water, he needed it since after every lesson most people were extremely tired. He didn't get as tired as the rest of the team, but he was going to at least need water if he didn't want to die of thirst. After filling it up and putting it at the wall behind his number,he, as well as a few others of the furs in the room calmly started to warm up, they stretched and did their regular rituals to get themselves ready. He then quietly watched as the rest of the members got on all of their numbers and noticed someone sit next to him.There's Rodney...ugh..

Alex watched with disgust as Rodney, a slender and very toned tiger, took his spot next to Alex at the starting number 1. He looked back at Alex and gave a "What are you looking at?!" look and Alex quickly looked back at the water.

"Okay class, settle down. How is everyone today?" The coach said, with a elongated and bored "gooooooood" from the team, and an occasional "bad" from the member trying to be funny, who never got even the softest laugh from anyone.

The coach, Mr. Jarden, was a younger fox, around 25 or so who had quickly grew the want to have his career have something to do with water, so he became a swimming coach. He was a very agile swimmer, and had a very sexy set of abs, or at least Alex thought so. He had very orange fur, with white ear tips and a white tipped tail, along with his entire chest and stomach. Alex watched as the coach went over to their white board and wrote "freestyle-500m'.

Aww... 500 meters is NOTHING!!! Oh well... better than most I suppose... Alex snapped his goggles on, as most of the other swimmers did, eagerly getting in position to dive as Mr. Jarden walked over to his own number-0 (he swam with the swimmers, one of the few reasons Alex tried so hard to get to the number 1 spot, which was where the best swimmer always was).

"On your marks...get set...GO!" Their coach yelled followed by a synchronized splash from all of the swimmer's diving in, swimming however they felt so. Alex swam with a breaststroke at first, one of the slowest ways to swim, but it let him both get used to the feeling of the water, and just focus on the pure feeling of flowing through the clear liquid.

He surfaced and began the fastest swimming technique: the front crawl. He used up a lot of energy, slicing through the water. He made it to the other side and expertly used his hand to turn around while keeping his speed. He continued, until finally he hit the 500 meter mark and stopped at the side with his number, popping his head out of the water to breath.

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"Hey, Alex, come over here please," Mr. Jarden stated loudly enough to get Alex's attention yet in his gentle tone. Alex walked over to him, dripping from all over making little puddles on the ground as he lightly panted.

"Yeah?"

"I just wanted to tell you that we are getting a new member and I'd like you to mentor him a little since he's a bit new to swimming overall. I'd tell Rodney to," the coach twitched his head in the direction of Rodney, who was going into the locker room, "but he's ... nevermind, but still. Can you do that for me you think? It'd be just a simple hour after lessons, I'll be here for the first time so I can help you since I'm assuming you're new to it." He raised an eyebrow at Alex, putting his hands on his hips in a masculine way.

Alex slowly looked down, catching a glimpse of Mr. Jarden's tented speedo, which wasn't from him having an erection, Alex could tell, but was just from the sheer size of his sheath. Alex's eyes bulged a bit and he quickly looked at the ground, feeling drool pool in his mouth a bit. Oh my gosh... what was he talking about? Something about a new student? .... OH!

"Umm... yeah I guess I can, Coach. Next Friday?" Alex tilted his head to the side slightly, putting his hands in front of his crotch area and folding them, making him look like he was just being innocent when he was actually concealing his growing excitement as the thoughts at the back of his mind went rapidly through sex scenes.

"Yep, like I said, I'll be there for the first time so you can have some help with the whole mentoring process." He smiled kindly, one of his ears sweetly turning to the side as a sign of thanks to Alex.

"Hah, yeah...sure thing Mr. Jarden," Alex said nervously, still holding his hands in place, pushing against his now full cock to keep it concealed.

The coach noticed and pointed to where Alex's hands were, raising an eyebrow. "Are... you okay there, Alex?"

Alex blushed deeply, the husky's gray furred cheeks turning a rosy pink. "Y-yeah, I'm fine..." he slowly walked sideways, keeping his hands in place as the fox turned his head away, shrugging to himself. Alex sighed, walking quickly to the locker rooms, waiting at the door for just a sec to let his member fully return to its sheath.

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Alex plopped into his bed, laying down with his hands behind his head and closing his eyes, sighing. He had had a fun day, even though most of it was swimming, that's what he liked about it. He reminisced about everything that happened...and came upon what had occured with Mr. Jarden and all. He grew uneasy thinking about it, and shifted to his side, opening his eyes to see his still lit room. He tried to keep his mind off of his coach, but he just couldn't. Why can't I stop thinking about him?! Ugh..he's just my coach...my toned, built...muscular.....big....coach...nothing wrong with that, right....?

He could already feel himself growing excited as his thoughts continued to swirl around Mr. Jarden. He got out of bed and walked to the door and locked it. He found himself in front of a large mirror he had in his room, and checked himself out (something that he did quite often). He immediately noticed the large tent in his underwear from his member. Alex kept switching glances from the real thing, and then to the mirrored reflection. Am...am I really that big..? Not bad for a husky like me.

He touched his tip through his underwear, eyeing himself in the mirror as if he was watching self-made porn. He eased off his underwear, his full-grown dick flicking into the air. He just continued to observe how large he was in his mirror, turning from side to side to get different views. Then, his thoughts quickly went to Mr. Jarden once again and he stroked his shaft ever so gently. He swallowed, saliva building up in his mouth. As he continued to stroke himself, he walked over to his bed and sat down, laying back and moaning softly to himself. Alex was getting restless, he quickly engulfed his entire cock in his right paw and slid it along it, pre starting to drizzle down his dick as he went faster.

Thoughts of Mr. Jarden continued to play around and tease Alex, making him start to pant and let his tongue loll out of his mouth. He tried to find a pace to stay at, but he just couldn't and he found himself always wanting to go faster and harder. His paw pads became sticky and wet from his precum, making it easier for him to speed up. As he moaned just a bit louder, he felt his knot swell and grow as he continued, and it made him try even harder.

Alex's hips began to buck softly, his muscles contracting to the feeling of his cock being used. He pulled his left leg onto his large bed as well, and he continued to buck but harder. He had his paw move lower onto his knot, and clenched it tightly, making him groan from pleasure. Alex's paw quickly went back to his actual cock, pawing off hard and fast. He clenched his teeth to keep himself from howling as his hips bucked up and his cock shot out its seed in several long and thick strands all over Alex's chest and face, covering him in sticky, white cum.

His hips settled as the last that his climax had to offer drizzled out of his throbbing member. .._Oh my gosh...that was...fantastic....wow...._Alex licked his lips, gathering a decent amount of cum into his mouth and swallowing it down, he took a finger and slid it all over his body again and again, licking up whatever it gathered.

He stood up, his fur matted here and there. Walking to his own bathroom, he cleaned himself up, going back to his bed and checking to make sure none of his semen had gotten onto it. Nope. I must have good aim, heehee... he chuckled to himself, exhausted as he once again fell onto his bed and closed his eyes, feeling on top of the world.

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Alex awoke late on Saturday, getting up and taking a shower right away. He took showers often when he had the time, especially during winter since even though he had that indoor swimming pool, he was really weird about his privacy and the shower reminded him of swimming. His mom, Mrs. Shadows (his family's last name was always thought of as really strange to outsiders who encountered them, but supposedly, there was some deep meaning no one would ever tell Alex, so he blew it off), always thought it was awkward that Alex showered with mildly cold water, especially when both her and her husband, Mr. Shadows, took hot showers. Alex blew that off too, he liked what he liked and loved what he loved.

After taking his shower, he jogged downstairs to eat breakfast, which he almost always had to make himself. He rummaged quietly through the cabinets, searching for something to satisfy his appetite. OH! Look at those.. He grabbed a box of some cereal that looked good. Lucky O's...? What the hell kind of name is that... Bleh, food is food I guess... He opened the box and made himself a bowl, staring out the window to the pretty morning sky and scenery as he sat at the kitchen table and ate. Ugh.. I have to go to that stupid otter's birthday party today... just great...

After finishing his breakfast, he went back upstairs to his room, laying down onto his bed with headphones and a CD player. Maybe this'll make me think of something OTHER than how boring that party, if it can even be called that, is going to be.... He laid his head on his hands once more, and dozed off soundly to his music.