The Night Under The Cherry Blossom Chapter 1
Warning! The following story contains sexual activity between two males. If you are under eighteen or twenty-one, depending on the law in
your location, do not read. If you are uncomfortable between the sexual act between males or do not like, then do not read. All characters
in the story are made by me, please do not steal.
Ken stomped and huffed his way through the cold, chilly night. Anger was all that was on his mind. Nobody was out this late so he didn't to shove
anybody out of the way, but if anyone was in his way he probably shove them three feet away. His anger made him blind to everything around him and he
knew that and he also didn't care.
No one could really blame Ken for being so frustrated. The memory of the event that triggered his rage was still vivid and screaming in his head
like the last scream a banshee releases before it is killed.
*An hour earlier*
Ken checked the roses he had been carrying for awhile. They were still neatly organized in their bouquet fashion, not a single petal fallen or
withered. Pink and red were the dominating colors of the roses. He knew Lizzie liked red roses and she like pink roses, but she loved both red and pink
roses together.
Lizzie was and had been Ken's girlfriend for the past eight months. They had met in their AP biology class, when they were paired up to dissect
the unborn fetal pig. Ken and Lizzie couldn't explain it, but even with an unborn pig and the stagnate smell of alcohol and dead skin, the minute their eyes met
they fell in love.
After about of week of playful flirting and short conversations Ken asked her out. Ken thought it was a good ideal. They were both horses, they
were both juniors, and they were both highly intelligent beings.
They hadn't made love yet, Lizzie insisted that they wait for they're one year anniversary to make it more romantic. Ken understood, agreed,
and waited anxiously.
So as Ken walked to Lizzie's house he made sure he was presentable. He was only a little sweaty from walking to her house. He would of used
his car, but it was still in the shop. Her house was only a thirty minute walk away, but there was about five big hills in the way. Thanks to deodorant he was
using he had prevented most of the sweat. He had worn the black muscle shirt that fit snugly on him and showed off his sculpted six pack, with a black
jacket vest. Down below he wore his brown boxers with kiss marks for design, in case they showed for a second. The pants were nothing special just some
black denim jeans he knew Lizzie liked.
Ken had muscles that made some of his workout buddies jealous and he was seven feet six inches tall. He was able to spike his mane in a way
that made many girls swoon. His chestnut colored fur was smooth and shone brilliantly in the day. The tips of his fingers, feet, muzzle and his belly were
black. He was a walking sexual desire and he knew it. But despite the "casual" encounters he had been offered, he refused to be unfaithful to Lizzie and
she was the only he wanted.
Ken had decided to go over to Lizzie's today as a surprise for her. It was only eight, but the night was chilly. He wanted to get inside fast and kiss
the warm lips of his lover and feel that incredible spike of love course through his veins and warm his entire body.
When Ken finally arrived at her house, he already saw a few things amiss. The light on the second floor window, Lizzie's room, was out, a rare
incident to see. Lizzie was usually absent-minded when turning off her light and was on most of the day.
Ken decided to ignore that and knocked on her door, after ten seconds and no one answering the door, he knocked again. Ken then heard a soft
grunt or groan.
"Lizzie?" Ken's bare tone voice called out, while he knocked again a bit harder. This time he heard a soft bang and a grunt.
"Some thing's wrong!" Ken thought urgently fishing out the spare key Lizzie had given him in case of an emergency. He unlocked the door and
feverishly shot up the stairs.
"Lizzie are you oka..." Ken began to ask as he opened Lizzie's door before his mind went blank. Ken didn't bother looking at the species or even
see if it was a friend of his. All he knew that there was another man in Lizzie and she was practically begging for more.
"Ken!?" Lizzie asked with her slight southern accent. "What are you doing here?" as her head board slapped against the wall.
Ken stared blankly feeling his heart break, tears formed in his eyes. He crushed the bouquet in his hands and slammed them to the floor.
"Like you care whore" Ken stated coldly and numbly and walked away.
"Ken!" Lizzie called out after him.
"Forget the loser, I'm horny and still need a fuck!" The other male more demanded that stated to Lizzie before going out it again.
* current time*
And so Ken was now walking angrily, his testosterone off the scale. His anger was just a mere disguise for the pain he felt in his heart.
"How could she? Why did she cheat on me?" Ken began asking himself, "Does she know how many times I was invited to have a fling? I was
offered everything! I was invited to a fling with the lead cheerleader, the Swedish twins, and the homecoming queen! For god sakes me and my friends were
invited to that giant orgy with that sorority row down the street! And what did I do? Turn them all down! I never gave them a moment's thought! And then
she went and did...THAT!"
Ken even wondered if this was the first time. What if she was a whore and had been passing herself around?
"It's good that I didn't have sex with her, who knows what diseases I might have gotten?" Ken asked himself aloud.
Ken went to where he usually went to when he was frustrated, depressed, sad, etc. The Public Library.
The library was surrounded by cherry blossom trees. They were planted to honor Mr. Suzuki, a tanuki who had came from Japan and saved the
library from closing down and got it running smoothly.
The plaque in his honor basically read that the cherry blossoms or "sakuras" would probably bloom for one season and then die most likely due to
the fact that the tree was moved from it's original geographical location and habitat. But thirty years later, they were still blooming and expanding across the
acres of the library. The odd thing was that the trees could only grow in the library's property,any tree that dared to grow outside of it would die after one
season. The town folk said it was the spirit of Mr. Suzuki keeping the trees in the library alive.
But it wasn't the library that Ken was really after. Being nine it was closed, it was a little secret entrance he was after. There was a brick wall off
the side of the library that was covered in layers of ivy. Ken walked along the wall while counting his steps.
"134, 135, 136, 137, and here" Ken said and stop and stuck out his hand into the wall of ivy. His hand eventually gripped the metal handle. A lot of
people, including workers and librarians, didn't know that there was a gate in the middle of the wall. The place where the original cherry blossom trees were
planted behind this wall and were boxed in by three other brick walls. Most people thought the trees were boxed in with no entrance so no one could harm it,
Ken was fairly sure he was the only one in town that knew about this one opening.
Ken checked his left and right making sure no one could see or follow him in and quickly entered his secret domain. He walked in and immediately
slightly relaxed. The grass here was greener and lusher then any other, for some reason it wasn't very high, slightly longer than an average lawn. All the
trees casted shades on the moon lit grass adding to the beautiful scenery. The only thing that wasn't nature there, was an old, rusty, long forgotten two-person
swing. Ken once sat in it and heard it groan beneath his weight.
Ken then went under his favorite cherry blossom and sat underneath. He stared at the bright moon up above in the heavens themselves. Not a
cloud in the sky. For thirty minutes he sat there and thought.
A petal fell from the tree. It danced with the wind as it descended to the Earth below. The petal landed on Ken's forehead. Ken then let one
tear slip from his eyes.
Ken then stood up. He was still pretty angry. He punched the cherry blossom and caused multiple petals to fall around him.
"You shouldn't do that" Ken suddenly heard.
Ken was surprised for two reasons, one: He thought he was the only one who knew about this place. Two: he thought he was going to go off on
whoever spoke, but when his eyes came to rest on the other's body he felt relaxed instantly.
Before Ken stood a fox. An arctic fox. His fur shone brilliantly in the pale light of the moon. He had deep blue piercing eyes that seem to glance
into your very soul. He stood a grand total height of five feet eleven inches.
"Trees have chloroform sacks in which the chloroform is stored. When they pass throughout the tree they release a hormone, which then act
as synapses, in a way trees feel pain too" the fox explained.
Ken stared at the new "protege" in front of him. Trying to calculate him. Even though the fox was shorter than most, weak looking, and had a
no muscles to speak of, he had a cool, dominating, and emotionless voice and attitude.
"Who the hell are you? And what are you doing here?" Ken demanded.
The fox glance at him with those piercing eyes. Ken felt a slight shiver throughout his body.
"My name is Nick" the fox replied in his usual monotonic tone, "I'm here because I need to think and believe it or not a felt a hurt soul here. Tell
me has your heart and soul been hurt?"
"No" Ken defensively responded. "What the hell?" Ken thought to himself, "How does he know that? Is he a psychic or something?"
"You have been hurt" Nick stated walking towards Ken, "I see your eyes are strained, indicating that some crying occurred and on your face
they're trails of disarray fur, as though tear marks were going down your face"
"... Wow" Ken thought.
"Okay, so I was crying, not to be rude or "fresh", but it's not really your business" Ken told Nick.
Nick was now in front of Ken. His eyes were obviously analyzing him, piercing him. And yet again Ken felt shivers go up his spine.
"You're right... it is none of my concern, but talking about problems not only helps the person, but it makes them stronger", Nick then leaned up
uncomfortably close to Ken's face, "Would you like to talk about it?"
Nick then walked pass him and sat under the tree that Ken was just underneath. Ken turned his head and glanced at him. Nick was patting the
spot next to him.
"I didn't say I was going to discuss my problem" Ken stated with a bit of sternness in his voice and crossing his arms.
Nick stared at him coolly, "Yes, but I know you're going to" he then stated.
"How do you know?"
Nick then grew a shifty grin across his face, "Because I'm psychic" He said jokingly, then once again he patted the ground next to him.
Ken usually didn't follow orders like that, if you can even call it orders. Usually if his friends would wave over to him telling him to "come here"
Ken would usually tell them to come to him. Or if his friends said to "come check out this funny ass picture" he would usually respond with a "why?". But, for
reasons Ken couldn't understand, he walked over and obediently sat down next to Nick.
"So, if you like, I like to hear what happen, maybe even help you with your problem" Nick proposed.
Ken sighed and look over at Nick... Nick was analyzing him with his eyes, sincerity was in them. Nick was one of the few people on the planet
who wasn't just waiting for their turn to talk, he was actually going to listen full-heartily. "What is it about his eyes?" Ken thought, "I feel... vulnerable!"
"Well" Ken started, "I had this awesome girlfriend named Lizzie" and Ken then told the tale of what happened that night, including a few
background knowledge so Nick could keep up and through it all, Nick just listened and nodded a few times to let Ken know he was still paying attention.
"Then I came here to sort things out and that's about where you walked in" Ken finished. He glanced at Nick who was still looking at him, with
the look like he was waiting for more, "And that's it" Ken said.
Nick then nodded and asked "I'm so sorry for what has happened with you. If I may ask: Do you plan to forgive her? Possibly go back out with
her?"
"Well to be honest I was thinking.... whoa whoa whoa" Ken stopped himself in mid-sentence, "You know a lot about me now, but what about
you? Why are you here?"
Nick then stared at the ground, he had a slight frown. "My father drinks a lot and he got drunk tonight" Nick stated melancholy
"Oh god, is he an abusive drunk?" Ken asked with a slight concern
"No, no. Nothing like that. He's actually one of those silly drunks. He asks me to make pizza or other foods because he forgot how to. Usually he
makes me do it in a weird way like stack the slices of pizza on top of each other and then cook them. And I have this weird skipping like dance that I call the
"muffin man" dance"
Ken chuckled at that, Nick shot him a glance, and Ken stopped after that and said, "Go on"
"Well", Nick continued, "He asks me to do that dance every time he's drunk and he asks me to do it a million times. Every time I do it, he falls to
theground, literally, laughing his drunk ass off. I come here to escape that and to wonder why does he drink? Is it because mom passed away? Doesn't he
know that the alcohol is killing him?"
Ken then heard a sharp intake of breath from Nick and looked at him a bit more deeply. Nick now was crying slightly
"Does he ever stop to think about what would happen if he died and left me with no one?" Nick asked. Afterward he just continuing crying.
Ken was a little more than uncomfortable at this moment. He didn't know what to do in these situations. Hesitantly he reach a hand over and
placed it on Nick's shoulder.
"There there now" Ken said, "It's going to be okay"
Nick stopped taking in breaths and making crying sounds, tears were now just running down his face... a silent cry.
Ken didn't know what came over him, but he leaned over and pulled Nick into a hug. Nick slightly leaned into his chest and his crying slowed, then
stopped all together. Ken then let go of him.
"Better?" Ken asked.
"Yes, much. thank you" Nick said wiping his eyes a little. He looked back over at Ken, "You must be cold in what you're wearing. Here" Nick
then took off his jacket and handed it to Ken.
"No, no. You keep it. If I take it then you'll be cold" Ken replied even though he had to admit, he was pretty cold.
"Actually no, I'm quite used to cold temperatures, I only wear this jacket in case of wind chills, since this area is quarantined by these brick walls,
I don't have to worry about that"
Ken looked at the jacket and then back to Nick, who had somewhat of pleading look. He reached out slowly and grabbed it.
"Thanks" Ken replied. The jacket was kind of small to Ken so he just draped it on his shoulders. The body warmth from the Nick, that was still on
the jacket, immediately warmed him.
The two began just talking to each other, for half an hour they just talked about life. Nick was a freshman and went to the same school as Ken,
had probably never noticed him. He also figured out that Nick was a black belt in three different styles of Karate, two in Kung Fu, and one in Tae Kwon Doe
working on the second one.
Afterward they both fell silent. Nick was now gazing at Ken with a calculating look.
"What?" Ken asked.
"What do you think of me?" Nick asked.
"I think you're really fun and that you're a really caring friend"
"Do you thin as me as something else?" Nick said scooting next to Ken.
"Like what?" Ken replied.
What happened next surprised the hell out of Ken, Nick got up and sat on his lap looking him dead in the eyes.
"Do you see more as a friend, do you really like me, even a little?" Nick asked.
"I'm not gay" Ken said quickly. "Why is my heart beating so fast?" Ken thought to himself.
"So if I tried to kiss you, you'd stop me right?"
"WHAT?!"
Nick leaned a little forward his eyes gazed deeply into Ken's eyes. Nick eyes closed, his lips slightly puckered and he moved forward.
"Ken what are you doing?" Ken asked himself, "Push him away and tell him you're not interested!"
But Ken didn't push him away and then Nick's lips pushed against his. For five seconds Ken's lips remained flat, his eyes were bulging. Then Ken
closed his eyes and kissed Nick back. Ken felt fire race throughout his body and like a million fireworks went off in his stomach. He had to admit he was
loving this kiss.
Nick pulled away, he exhaled heavily. His hot breath sent chills down Ken's body as it came in contact with his body. Then Ken exhaled.
Ken and Nick stared at each other for ten seconds. Ken then grabbed the bottom of Nick's chin and pulled him into another kiss. After five
seconds of their second kiss Nick pulled away. He leaned by Ken's ear.
Nick then whispered, "I don't know what I'm feeling. I don't know if I'm getting carried away in the moment. But if you like me and if you trust me
I would like to taste you, if you know what I mean"
Ken's eyes slightly widen at that remark.Was this too soon? Ken was no virgin, having a quicky with a hot cheetah in his sophomore year, so it
wasn't the experience that was intimidating him. It was the fact that he was now kissing a man and that he was debating about having some fun with one.
"Are you sure about this?" Ken whispered his question, "We're moving pretty fast, I don't know if you really want to. I really lose myself in the
moment, I practically become feral. Also I'm big, even for a horse"
This time Nick looked at Ken with calm eyes. Those eyes were reassuring the mustang every second they gazed at him.
"I do want to do this. So let's have some fun you sexy stallion" Nick stated.
Nick simply pushed his jacket and the jacket vest off of Kent. Then he began pulling off Ken's shirt. Ken raised his arms and felt the muscle shirt
come off of him.
"Nick I'm not so sure about this" Ken stated as Nick pulled his shirt off.
Nick gave Ken a questioning look. Nick then grabbed Ken's hand and put it against Ken's chest, right where his heart would be. Ken felt his heart
beating a mile a minute. Then Nick pressed Ken's hand against his own chest where his heart was. Ken shivered in delight as soon as his hand come in
contact with Nick's fur and then he felt it. He felt Nick's heart beating just as fast as his was.
"If you stay stop, I will stop now. We can wait for another time or never again if it makes you comfortable" Nick stated, he still had Ken's hand
pressed firmly against his chest.
Ken stopped and think. About what had happen. With Lizzie, with Nick, and how amazing that kiss was... how amazing Nick was.
"Okay" Ken stated, "Let's continue. I want you with me and you think you want that"
"I do" Nick stated and planted a kiss on Ken's neck.
Ken shivered at his kiss. Nick continued down, kissing down Ken's trachea. Nick's hands were feeling up Ken's six pack. They were as hard as
a rock. Nick continued to kiss down the sternum area of Ken's chest. Nick then began playing with and massaging Ken's left nipple while kissing his right.
Nick felt Ken's body jerk as soon as his lips came in contact with his nipple. Nick lifted off Ken's chest.
"Try to relax, this is supposed to be fun" Nick instructed Ken. Ken nodded in response.
Nick then switch his previous position, playing with and massaging his right nipple and kissing his left. Nick flicked his tongue over the nipple as he
suckled upon it. Nick decided he had had his fun and moved down even more. As he began kissing Ken's beautiful abs Nick began smelling Ken's musk. The
action that Ken and Nick were doing, plus all the walking he had done had left him somewhat sweaty. Ken's scent right now was a mix of his sweaty male
musk and some of the deodorant he had use, Nick thought the smell was perfect.
After Nick had played with the rock hard abs of Ken he decided that it was time to get a little more serious. While He and Ken enjoyed another
passionate kiss he unbuttoned and unzipped Ken's pants. Nick then pulled Ken's pants off, Ken helping a little at the ankles. Nick smiled and giggled a little
at the kiss marks boxers he was wearing. Ken blushed slightly.
Nick slid those boxers slowly down. He enjoyed watching piece by piece of Ken's sheath being revealed. Nick could smell the arousal of Kens.
After the boxers had been moved Nick studied Ken's sheath. It was pretty impressive in size. Only the head of Ken's member was poking out and Nick had
to admit, it was pretty huge.
"Wow, you weren't kidding about your size, I thought you just trying to show off" Nick stated.
"Told ya" Ken replied.
Nick then kissed the head before sucking upon it, coaxing more of Ken's member out. Ken took in a sharp intake of breath at the sudden action.
Ken then let out a subtle moan. Nick then went down lower, kissing the sheath along the way, till he got to Ken's balls. He sucked the left one while his
right hand massaged Ken's member and using his left hand to rub the other ball. Afterward he switched testicles. Nick was loving the taste of Ken's shaft
and sac, pure male.
Nick moved up licking the sheath as he did so. He got a look at Ken's member, jet black like his outer fur, pretty thick as well. Nick couldn't wait
to please it. Nick moved to the bottom of the monster he was pleasing. and begin doing circles with his tongue at the base. Nick knew that this was one of
the most sensitive parts of the penis and the vibrating moan that Ken let out proved it. He continued licking the soft, leathery texture of the shaft for about a
minute. Savoring the taste of each passionate lick. Ken then grabbed the bottom of his chin and lifted his head slowly.
The throbbing head of the stallion's member was now face level with Nick. Nick licked off the drop of precum that was drooling at the head.Nick
found the taste to be lovely. Ken then brought Nick's head closer to his member, Nick opened his mouth and let the head of Ken's meat slide in. Nick had to
stretch his mouth a little, but it wasn't uncomfortable.
Nick began swirling his tongue around the head, savoring all the drops of precum oozing out. Meanwhile he used his left hand to cup and cradle
the balls. Nick realized how heavy they felt, they were pretty hefty in his hand. Nick began taking in more inches of Ken's addicting cock while stroking the
rest with his right hand. Meanwhile Nick was rewarded with copious amounts of Ken's precum, he swallowed every drop happily. Nick could only fit about
six inches in his orifice, but he bobbed his head up an down upon those inches while giving slow and powerful strokes up Ken's throbbing member.
Ken could feel his primal urges kicking in and was beginning to lose control to his lust. Before Ken knew it, he had reached out and grabbed Nick's
head. As Nick's head went down Ken thrusted up with his hips and pushed down with his hand. Ken was now shoving more of his massive dick down
Nick's throat.
Nick gagged a little at the rough treatment Ken was giving him, though he had to admit, he was liking Ken being a little bit more dominant in this
act. Nick decided to let Ken muzzle fuck him however he wanted. He focused more on how he worked his tongue and stroking the rest of the member
faster.
Ken was now thrusting Nick's head up and down, while pounding his member into his tight mouth. Ken was slightly drooling at his mouth as he
moaned to the pleasure that he was receiving on his member.
"Fuuuuck" Ken said and moaned while he muzzle fucked Nick. He muscles bulged each time he thrusted into that cute little mouth of Nick's.
Ken knew it wouldn't be long now until he blow his huge load into Nick's willing mouth. His thick member tensed and bounced as he felt his
orgasm coming on.
Nick knew Ken was close judging by his harder and faster thrusts. So Nick was now deep throating as much as he could, he was taking in a little
more than half of Ken's giant member. Nick's hand was now pumping as hard and fast as it could. He was also giving in little squeezes to Ken's mighty sac.
He wanted Ken to cum, he wanted his mouth full of stallion spunk.
Ken was taking in deep breaths. What Nick was doing down there was insane. He never felt so much pleasure from anybody else.
"I'm close" Ken then whispered.
Nick then decided to push Ken over the edge by humming "twinkle twinkle little star" while deep throating Ken.Nick then felt Ken's balls
contract and the head of his member pulse. The next moment, he felt Ken's horse seed pumping down his throat. He pulled his head back a little so the seed
would be shooting straight into his mouth. Nick swallowed load after load of Ken's load, loving every drop of it.
Ken pulled Nick off his member, he had always wanted to do this. He then shot two ropes of cum across Nick's face. Ken's orgasm then subsided
letting little trickles of semen run down his member.
Nick then licked the trails of cum off Ken's member before scraping off the seed on his face with his finger, then licking it clean. Nick then fell
onto Ken' s chest gasping for breath, listening to Ken take deep breaths and his speedy heart beat.
"It's getting late" Nick then said, "I should get home" Nick then put back on his shirt. Ken realized there was a dark spot in Nick's jeans.
"He came without anyone touching him? I wonder how that feels" Ken thought to himself.
After Nick had finished putting on all of his clothes, he leaned down next to Ken's ear and whispered, "If you still need me and want me, I'll be
here at twelve pm, see you then"
Nick then ran off to the gate. Nick gave Ken that passive glance before that sent shivers down his spine and then winked. Nick then exited.
Ken was left alone to think about what had just happened.