Take me out on a date, Mr. Fox.
#2 of Life
This contains m/m adult scenes and is not meant for those under the age of 18. This is also copyrighted by furry_nice_guy and must be added as the author if used on any other sites. If this offends anyone, then tough luck. Buahaha!!! Anyway, on to the story...
The alarm buzzer sounded off, its annoying buzz filling Jerry's apartment and waking the groaning fox. He gave a short sigh turning over to see Jerry, laying next to him. The mouse was still sleeping quietly, his mouth half open and tongue hanging out. The fox giggled and got out of the bed, throwing the duvet back onto the little mouse.The fox kissed the mouse softly at first on the cheek, snuggled close to him, soon to be face-to-face to him, murring deep into the kiss.
Mikey stepped out of the shower, arching his back and scritching his wet fur. He proceeded to dry it thoroughly, returning to the bedroom. He saw the mouse again, laid there, curled into a small, cute bundle of fur. The fox walked over, a towel wrapped around his waist. He chuckled lightly and petted the mouse's ear softly before searching for his clothes.
Before leaving the room, the fox wrote out a small note, leaving it on the table next to the bed.
J. If you aren't busy tonight... or later in the week... let me know. Maybe we could go out sometime? Hope to hear from you. Yours, love Mikey.
It was about 5pm and the fox returned to his apartment, opening the door and walking in, seeing that the mouse had tidied up the fox's home. There was a note by the doormat . The fox picked it up, smudging the ink slightly, indicating it had only just been written.
Foxy. I am free on Friday. Maybe we could meet up then. How about I meet you at mine. Say 7pm? See you then. Love, Jerry.
The fox smirked, closing the door behind him and walking inside.
"Friday... But... that's today..." Mikey checked the clock. "Great, two hours."
The fox jumped into the shower and began to sing to himself, rubbing himself vigorously clean. He put on his new top he had bought the other day and pulled up a pair of blue, green tainted jeans. He put on his aftershave, giving him a sweet and luxurious scent that very few furs could resist. He put on his wool shadow grey coat, zipping it up to the collar. He walked outside, shivering slightly at the chilling breeze.
The knocked lightly on the blue wooden door of the mouse's apartment. There was a soft squeak as it creaked open, revealing the short but handsome mouse, standing there with his tail curled tightly around his ankle, his face emitting a warm, soft blush.
The fox smiles, giving a short waves. "Hey there handsome." He giggles moving in to give the mouse a soft hug. Jerry hugs back tightly, closing his eyes tightly.
"Hey there yourself..." He releases the hug, looking up and down the fox, his tail still snug around his small ankle. Mikey holds out an inviting paw to the mouse.
"Care to join me?" He grins, looking into the mouse's eyes; who replies with a small, distant nod, firmly grasping the fox's soft paw.
The couple walked slowly through the town, their arms linked tightly.
"How about chinese? I know it's your favourite..." He grins, pointing to the chinese restaurant opposite them. The mouse blushed again, nodding.
"You... still remember..." He grins, holding the fox's hand tightly, pulling him into the restaurant.
Mikey pulled back the chair, gesturing for Jerry to sit there before sitting down in a chair for his own. The mouse giggles, calling over a waiter.
"A bottle of house wine please, white."
"Of course sir..." The waiter replied, bowing and disappearing behind the counter.
"So, Mr. Mouse.... What do you aspire to do in life?" The fox grinned, holding his new lover's hands.
"I..." He gazed into the fox's chocolate brown eyes "... I... I just want to be with... with a fur who will love me for me... Not for what I have, but for what I am... Someone like..." The mouse emits another faint blush, accented by the dim candle light. "...you..."
"Me?" The fox could feel a warm feeling overwhelm him inside. It was love, building up for the mouse. His lip trembled slightly, searching for the right words to say but they would dissappear as soon as they would enter his head.
"Your wine, sirs..." The waiter returned, holding out a bottle of white wine, displaying it to the couple.
"Jerry, would you do the honors?" Smiled the fox, rubbing his hand with his thumbs. The mouse nodded, sipping on a glass of the wine.
"It... it's lovely, thanks." He smiled back at the fox, lost in his gaze.
Jerry chewed on a mouthful of his vegetable chow mein before swallowing and grinning, showing his cute overbite.
"You what did you say to him after that?" The fox giggled, sipping at his wine.
"I told him... I just could be with him. If he wanted me just for my looks then I didnt want him." The mouse sighed, chewing on a prawn cracker.
"That is what I think. Looks aren't that important..." He chuckles, playfully scritching the mouse's chin. "But it helps!" He giggles, munching on some egg rolls.
"I'm sorry... I am going on about me..."
"No. I love to listen. That is probably the one thing I am good at..."
"Apart from being a great chef of course! I have tried your cooking. I know how tasty it is."
"Oh please..."
"I am being serious! Apart from your great personality... and..." The mouse paused blushing slightly... "...everything about you, I fell in love with your cooking too." Mikey blushed and continued to sip his wine, finishing the glass.
"How about... a movie?" The fox yawned, the two standing outside the theatre. The mouse nodded, nuzzling his cheek against Mikey's soft chest.
The two sat at the back of the theatre. Mikey knew it was a little childish, but he wanted to have Jerry alone, to himself without others watching. Besides, there weren't many furs in the town who wouldn't frown upon to male furs in love.
The fox kissed the mouse softly at first on the cheek, snuggled close to him, soon to be face-to-face to him, murring deep into the kiss.
The couple were soon ignoring the movie, giggling at each other, giving generous amounts of kisses, gropes, nuzzles and licks to each other, not aware of the disturbance they were making in
the theatre.
The two burst out of the theatre, laughing in each other's arms and stumbling home in the dark.
"Great movie, hey?" The fox giggled, kissing the mouse closely. Jerry looked back up at the fox, kissing him softly and whispering into his ear gently.
"I enjoyed every moment of it..."
The fox grinned, wrapping his arm and tail around the mouse, pulling him close as they made their way to the fox's apartment.
The couple pushed their way into the small apartment, still nuzzled against each other.
The couple were soon ignoring the movie, giggling at each other, giving generous amounts of kisses, gropes, nuzzles and licks to each other, not aware of the disturbance they were making in the theatre.
The two burst out of the theatre, laughing in each other's arms and stumbling home in the dark.
"Great movie, hey?" The fox giggled, kissing the mouse closely. Jerry looked back up at the fox, kissing him softly and whispering into his ear gently.
"I enjoyed every moment of it..."
The fox grinned, wrapping his arm and tail around the mouse, pulling him close as they made their way to the fox's apartment.
The couple pushed their way into the small apartment, still nuzzled against each other.
They both continued to giggle lightly, murring at the close, warm touch of the other fur. They both found their way into the bedroom, falling onto the bed in each other's arms, still kissing and chuckling to themselves.
The fox nibbled gently at the mouse's ear, still giggling, the mouse now chittering.
"So, my tasty little mouse..."
"Hmm?"
The fox pulled off his top and the mouse followed suite until both the furs were the same as they were born, naked, but warm, still holding each other close. The fox worked his way down the mouse, first rubbing and licking his chest lightly, teasing at his nipples before moving further down, resting just above the mouse's sheath, licking at the slowly revealing member.
The mouse quivered, emitting a short, quiet sigh...
It had been summer and both Mikey and Jerry were in the same class for Biology at high school. The sun was generally glaring down, gently warming the weather, heating the beaches and parks. The furs sat at the back of their class, secretly passing notes to one another, blushing at what the other said. They were the only gay furs in their class, probably their own year. They were lucky to have each other. They would often watch each other across the canteen at lunch, giggling and eyeing the other. Each day, both got a little closer, emotionally and physically. In lessons they would sit closer, press themeslves against each other. At lunch, the distance between their tables would close until they would be sat next to the other, sharing their lunch, unaware of the whispers and cruel comments circulating around them.
At lunch, the distance between their tables would close until they would be sat next to the other, sharing their lunch, unaware of the whispers and cruel comments circulating around them.
Soon, they would be seen holding hands around school, at the park or down the beach. One particualar day, it was exceptionally hot, the sky was a pure, clear blue with no clouds in site; except the odd, whispy lone clod, floating away in the distance. The furs were both down at the beach, swimming together in the sea. It was beginning to turn cold and clouds slowly gathered overhead. It was Jerry's birthday and both were walking home, in the deserted, grey streets in the rain; holding hands. The fox turned and looked to Jerry, handing him a small, wrapped box.
Jerry opened it eagerly to find a small crystaline turtle dove. One wing had 'Jerry' inscribed on it and the other wing had 'Mikey' engraved into it. The fox held out his own, with equal engravings.
Jerry squeaked in excitement and kissed the fox passionately, their soaked fur pressed against each other, their mouths inseperable during their first kiss... their first real kiss.
Mikey lapped at Jerry's sheath, happily lapping away at hearing his new mates pleasurable sighs.
Mikey lapped at Jerry's sheath, happily lapping away at hearing his new mates pleasurable sighs.
The mouse's member approached its full length, seeping small amounts of pre into the fox's mouth, who swallowed the tastey liquid eagerly. Jerry let out short, light moans and sighs, gripping at the bed sheets in pleasure. He could feel his orgasm slowly approaching, waiting to be released. The fox continued to lap at the mouse hot, throbbing mouse cock, his own member almost reaching its full length.
The fox could feel so much love for this mouse, for Jerry, just as much as hed did before, when he gave Jerry everything. He gave himself to Jerry.He felt so warm inside when he was with the mouse, just as Jerry felt he could be himself with the fox.
The mouse let out another, loud moan, his cock twitching and spurting out long jets of cum into the fox's waiting muzzle, filling his mouth, soon to be swallowed greedily. Mikey continued to lap at the moist member, milking it of it's juices. Jerry let out one last moan, arching his back and letting out another small spurt of cum before falling back into the bed, panting heavily.
The fox breathed heavily, licking his lips, cleaning off any cum that he failed to swallow. He looked down at the mouse... his mouse. Mikey pulled up the mouse's legs, his knee joinst resting onto his shoulders. The fox pressed his member firmly against the mouse's rear, quivering at the sensations against his sensative fox cock. The mouse murred, clenching slightly as the vulpine entered him, groaning loudly. The vulpine member was at its deepest, firmly pressed inside the mouse. Jerry tried to sit up and kiss the fox, but found the fox coming down and kissing him before he finally began to pull his organ out and push it back in in sequence, jackhammering in and out, pumping the mmeber deep inside his lover, wanting to show him how much he loved him.
The vulpine knot began to form slowly, still entering the mouse. It grew steadily, reaching the size of a ping pong now and still, the fox continuously pumped it in and out, making wet pops along the way. It soon grew to about the size of his clenched fist, pushing frustratingly against the mouse's rump. The mouse moaned, the vulpine cock pressing hard against his prostate, causing his to quiver, wanting more. He wanted to be filled by his lover.
The fox felt his orgasm approach quickly, and lunged his cock forward, burrying it deep in the mouse and letting out a foxy howl and filling the mouse with strings of vulpine cum, making their way deep into the mouse, cooling his insides.
The two furs were lodged there, bonded by love and lust. Both panting heavily, still emitting soft moans and churring gently. The fox felt his cock soften and slowly pulled it out. Cum leaked out of the mouse's rump, dribbling down his side and onto the bedsheet. Mikey moved up the bed, nuzzling his mouse, holding him close.
"I love you, Jerry... I really do..." He whispered, murring gently.
"I love you too." Jerry chittered softly, curling up next to the fox. "You know... I still have that dove..." He whispered, yawning lightly. Mikey grinned, hugging the mouse tightly.
"Me too..."