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Hello all! This is actually a story series I uploaded a while ago, but I never finished. I've had pretty much constant requests for me to finish it, and I promised that I was read them over and see if inspiration hit me. But, as I read, the many, many errors and rather bland writing stuck out to me and I was filled with SHAME!!! (I usually try to avoid re-reading my stories, because the same thing always happened) But, as I was reading, I was reminded of why it was a popular series, so I decided to do a semi-kind favor and revamp the story and polish it up a bit more with some of the better writing skills I have gotten since I wrote it. It might also get me to write a 4th chapter, but I make no promises. So, here you are, the new and improve House Guest.

As always, readers should be of age, have an open mind, and eat a diet free of trans fats. This is my story, with my characters, so please do not use them without my permission. Now, start reading and enjoy!

This is part two.

House Guest - I Need and Adult

I just froze, stuck looking up at the fox looking down on me from the door; I had no idea what to do. My paws shook as they tugged my pants as high as I could get them and I heard my mouth start to stutter nonsense words I wasn't telling it to say.

My heart pounded so loudly in my chest I could have sown Terri could hear it. I started to feel light headed and it seemed like I was looking at the situation from outside my body. Terri's face changed as he figured out what I was doing and, everything started getting fuzzy around my eyes. My body suddenly felt too heavy, and I felt my head fall back.

I regained consciousness to see Terri's muzzle close to mine. The dark scene shifted more in focus as I blinked. The fox's bright brown eyes were strongly fixed on mine as I felt his paw against my cheek.

"You with me, Ed?" he said.

I feebly nodded my head as I felt the blood circulate back to my body and a sharp pain piercing the back of my skull.

"Good," Terri said, rubbing a paw through my head fur as he broke the gaze. "You fainted on me."

As I felt Terri's paw rub my head I got a whiff of his perfume. It was a flowery scent that had worn off from the day and was just barely covering up the pleasant, warm, male smell that came from his fur. My eyes wandered down to his trimmed muscle hidden behind his sports bra and I noticed something red poking through my pants.

I quickly shifted to hide my erection as Terri sat back up on his knees.

"So, Ed, what are you doing out here?" he said in a rather serious tone.

"I...I... um..." I said as I tried to hide my stiff cock without him noticing, if he hadn't already. "I was just... going to the bathroom and..." I paused. My mind couldn't think of a single thing to say.

"And...?"

"Well... I tripped..." It sounded a lot less stupid in my head.

"You tripped?" He looked down at me holding my pants closed tightly. "Uh huh..." He looked back at my face. "I think we need to talk."

He stood up and motioned for me to follow him. When he had turned around, I quickly zipped my fly and stood up just in time to see him look down at the cum I left by his door. He kept on walking through the door without a word.

I looked back down the hall to my room and reluctantly followed Terri in, where he closed the door behind me. He pointed to the bed with a look of frustration on his face as he walked over to his closet and pulled out a peach colored, satin robe and slipped it on.

I caught myself peeking at his body one last time before it was hidden behind the fabric. I felt a mixture of lust and shame that stewed deep inside my stomach. I sat down on the bed and looked down at my feet.

Terri slowly walked over to me and sat down a few inches away.

"Ed... I know what you were really doing."

I stayed silent.

"It's not ok to look in on people like that. But I remember what it's like to be your age, so I can forgive you."

I felt a little relived, but the heavy sense of shame remained. There was a moment of silence before he turned to me. I looked up and he stared straight into my eyes. Those glistening brown eyes focused on my soul and I felt like I was naked and couldn't hide anything.

"Ed," Terri said without even blinking. "Why were you looking at me through the crack in the door?"

Something in me broke and I felt my eyes start to well up. I looked away and tried to make them stop but I could already feel the tears run down my cheek fur. My paws rushed to my eyes, trying to rub it all away but I just ended up feeling stupid for trying. I never cry and I couldn't figure out why all of a sudden I was Niagara Falls.

I tried to talk but the tears stole my voice and all that came out was a screechy whine which only made me feel even more like an idiot. I quickly stood up, still trying to wipe the tears away, and I made an exit to the door, but Terri grabbed my elbow, stopping me.

I covered my eyes tightly, trying to hide my uncontrollable emotions and I felt his arms wrap around me. I tried to wiggle from his grasp, but his arms only tightened around me more. I felt a paw gently pet my head fur and I pressed my muzzle against his shoulder, giving in.

The tears stopped. As I sniffled, Terri's paw gently rubbed my head and he whispered, "It's alright, I forgive you," into my ear. I pulled my paws down from between us and gently wrapped them around his waist, pressing the side of my face into his neck. He was warm and his robe felt soft against my fur. I rubbed my cheek softly against him.

We stood there for what seemed like an hour. My overpowering feeling of being an idiot slowly melted away as his arms held me, making me feel secure and loved. My eyes ached as I closed them and sniffled one last time. His scent was strong in my nose.

I felt him kiss my forehead. It seemed so natural in his arms. His warm lips left my fur, but I still had his soft shoulder to rest on. I opened my eyes and looked up. Behind a smile, his shining auburn eyes were looking back at me.

I didn't even feel my neck muscles move the few inches, but I felt my lips press against his. I could feel his breath against my nose as I looked deeper into the gold lined spheres of his eyes. My tongue pushed forward and into his mouth. He pressed his against mine and they entwined.

I felt my sheath pulse as one of my paws moved down his back. His silky robe slid easily under my paw pads as I moved lower and lower. I felt the fabric of his panties and kept on going. His muscular cheek filled my paw. A gave a soft squeeze. It was a perfect firmness and I felt my sheath pulse again.

I realized that my tongue was pushed as far into his mouth as I could get it, but his tongue had disappeared. Then I noticed I didn't feel his arms around me anymore. I opened my eyes and saw those same eyes staring back at me, but they didn't have the same intensity as before. The love had been replaced with concern. I let go of his ass and pulled away.

He looked off trying to avoid eye contact with me. My paws slipped from his sides and we stood there in the middle of the room, slowly drowning in the awkwardness.

My heart beat got strong again as I replayed what I had just done in my head. Terri was still off looking at everything but me. I felt my erection poking against my pants and I gulped.

"Am... am I gay?" I asked nervously.

Terri looked back at me and stared for a while, not sure how to respond. Then he walked back over to the bed and patted next to him. I followed and sat down, making sure there was a fair distance between us.

"It's not as easy as that, Ed," Terri said. "It's not a 'yes, no' kind of question. And it's not something that I could answer for you; you need to answer it on your own."

I sat there thinking quietly to myself.

"If you think you are, then there is a good chance that you may in fact be gay. But if you're not sure, it may just be something you are curious about; that's a very common thing for boys your age. When I was in high school I was really confused, and I thought all sorts of things. But eventually I just sort of knew what I was, and it all made sense. You just have to fi...."

"But, seeing you..." I interrupted, "and smelling you, and feeling you, and kissing you... I've never felt like that about any girl before. Not even close."

"Well, maybe you are gay." The words still made my heart skip a beat even though I knew their truth for a while. "Or maybe you are still just curious and you want to experiment. Like I said, it's an answer you can only get from yourself."

"But all I want to do right now," I said, leaning closer to him and looking into his eyes "is kiss you..." I moved closer, as he leaned farther back. "And touch you..." I kept on moving closer, getting on my knees. He was now flat on his back, looking up at me with those big brown eyes. "And..." I was now practically straddling him as I shoved my muzzle on to his. Our tongues met and we closed our eyes, letting the feeling of our kiss take over.

I moved a paw down and fumbled with the tie of his robe, quickly freeing his body and sliding the smooth fabric aside. I placed a paw on his warm stomach and ran my fingers through his soft fur. I heard him moan as I moved my paw down. I felt the rim of his underwear and I paused. My erection was straining harder against my pants then I had ever felt before as my paw moved and cupped his package. It was large and hot under the thin cloth. It filled my entire hand as it gently pulsed at my touch. I squeezed and it grew. He moaned into our kiss as I moved my paw against his increasing length.

I slid our kiss down to his neck and worked my way down. His silky fur slid under my lips as I passed his collar bone. His chest was warm, and I could feel his heart beat as I moved down. I passed over his bra, and pressed against his firm stomach as I heard him say, "You are really smooth for someone your age, but I really don't think we should do this." I tried to kiss him one more time, but was interrupted by his paw pulling his robe over himself.

I sat up between his legs with my very obvious tent poking out.

"Why not?" I asked, confused and sad.

"Well, other than the obvious age difference, there is the fact that I'm pretty sure your mother would kick me out if she found out, the fact that I don't know if you're really gay or just curious... and the fact that I don't put out on the first date."

I stood there kneeling between his legs with my erection still pressing firmly against my pants, feeing confused and rejected. I slowly slipped my leg back over and stepped off the bed. I tried to hide my aroused state as my blushing cheeks shined red through my blonde fur.

"I'm sorry. I'm not really sure what happened there... Sorry..." I said, feeling like a total ass and walking towards the door. With a final "Sorry," I opened the door and quickly vanished off to my room.

I ran to my door and closed it. I paused and stood leaning against the cold wood for a long time as my mind raced.

What did I just do?

I walked over to my bed and laid down. I tried to clear my mind, but I just kept replaying the whole thing over and over in my mind. I covered my head with a pillow, wanting sleep to take mercy on mine as the hours past. The glow of the clock on my knight stand taunted me as I tossed and turned in guilt and anger and confusion late into the night.

***

As the bright light of morning poured pitilessly through my window, I woke up with a jolt. I peeled my heavy eyelids open and groaned. I felt like complete crap. I could feel the bags under my eyes as I sat up in bed. I looked down and realized I had slept the night in my clothes. I frowned and looked over at my mirror. My head fur was all messed up and my shirt was wrinkly; I looked like crap too. I sighed and heaved over the side of the bed and stood up, catching my balance as I yawned.

I walked over to my dresser and gathered some fresh clothes. I walked out of my room to the bathroom, walking faster as I passed Terri's closed door. I locked myself in the tiled sanctuary and looked at myself in the mirror again. The harsh lighting did not favor me. I turned around and turned on the shower and got undressed. I stepped in and let the water run down my fur. My body ached from the lack of sleep.

I turned the hot water knob and turned it as far as it would go, watching the steam rise as the boiling water prickled my flesh. I scrubbed my face and sighed. I let the searing water pour over me for a few more minutes before shampooing my fur up. As I rubbed my chest and belly, I bumped against my sheath. It felt good and I slowly began lathering lower. My tip poked out and I wrapped my paw around it, moaning softly to myself as I squeezed. I let my cock grow into my paw as I gently pumped away; my sighs of pleasure mixing with the splash of the water against my body.

I gave a tight squeeze and moaned again. The hot water poured down my back as I watched the pre start to ooze from my tip. I pictured Terri bent over, his orange back arching in front of me with his fluffy tail resting over it. I pressed my hard cock through my fist, pretending it was the tight hole between his cheeks. I pictured his large cock bobbing underneath him as I thrust into his ass. I moaned as he did to, shoving my cock deep inside of him. He felt so good and it didn't take long for the fantasy to get me off as I speedily humped away. The orgasm rocked my body as I moaned and shot my load onto the shower wall, wishing it has been inside of Terri instead.

I stood back up feeling the hot water spill over me again with no doubt that I was gay. I sighed and rinsed off; Terri never leaving my mind. When I thought about him, the funny butterfly feeling still came back. I knew this was serious.

I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and drying off. As I ruffled it over my head and pulled it off, I looked at myself in the mirror. The shower had freshened me up a lot, and I looked down at my body. I was still pretty skinny, but I had some muscle under my fur. I flexed my arms, looking at the little lump of muscle, wondering what Terri would think of it. I stood back and looked at my full, nude body, posing and pretending the fox was standing right there. My eyes wandered down my scrawny little body again as my red tip poked out from my sheath. I looked over to the frosted glass window next to the toilet and felt a little embarrassed for working over the mirror so much, even though no one was watching. I put on the fresh set of clothes and smoothed out my head fur in the mirror so it would dry nicely.

After one last quickly pose in the mirror, I opened the door and heard a little yelp. Terri must have just walked up to the door and was about to knock when I surprised him. I jumped a little and looked down. He had a pink thong on the stack of clothing he was holding, and he quickly covered it up in embarrassment. As the red from our blushes took over both our faces, I quickly walked on past and practically ran to my room.

I waited until I could hear the bathroom door close. With the coast clear, I walked back out and down to the living room. I sat down on the couch and tried to drown out my thoughts with mindless television.

My mom walked in holding some grocery bags and set them on the counter in the kitchen.

"Hey hun, you want anything to eat? I just went to the store," she said, poking around inside of one of the bags.

"No, I'm good," I said, refusing to pull my attention away from the TV.

"What about Terri, do you know if he wants some breakfast?"

"How would I know? It's not like I talk to him or anything," I barked.

"You don't have to get so defensive, mister crabby pants. I was just asking if you saw him and he had mentioned it."

"I'm not defensive, I just don't talk to the guy, so I wouldn't know," I said before realizing how stupid it sounded.

My mom just rolled her eyes and started unpacking the groceries.

I returned to the non-judging television screen and slowly got lost in the show I was watching. Everything on my mind just disappeared, which is what I needed. I didn't even notice that Terri had sat down next to me until my mom walked over and asked him if he wanted breakfast.

When he answered, I jumped a little in surprise. He gave me a funny look but I tried not to look at him.

"I'm sorry about last night..." he leaned over and whispered to me.

I just sat there staring at the TV.

"If you want to still talk about it," he said, attempting to put a paw on my knee but deciding it was a bad idea, "you can come over tonight again."

I pretended I wasn't listening, but really, I was working over every word, noise and move he was making in my mind. I wasn't even paying any attention to the TV as I stared with my glazed-over eyes in its direction.

He sighed, stood up and walking into the kitchen with my mom.

The rest of the day moved rather slowly and was, for the most part, completely uneventful. My mom and Terri went out for shopping and dinner or something, so I had the house to myself. The opportunity was wasted on me because I just sat in front of the TV with all the lights out, frying my brain cells and avoiding the thoughts in my head. But after the seventh episode in a reality show marathon about angry brides on their wedding day, I turned it off and walked upstairs to my room. As I passed Terri's door, I noticed it was open a crack. He must not be very good at closing his doors fully.

I walked past, not thinking anymore of it, but as I reached my door, I turned around and walked back to his room. I gently pushed the door open and slid inside. It was dark in the cold room so I turned on the bedside lamp. I looked around, knowing I shouldn't be in there.

I quickly moved to his desk and started searching delicately to not disturb anything. I wasn't sure what I was looking for, or even why I was doing it, but I just felt like there was something I needed to know.

As I searched through a drawer full of office supplies I spied a small wooden box sitting next to a vase, off to the corner of the desk. I closed the drawer and approached it cautiously. I lifted the lid and saw that it had a single necklace and an old picture in it. I picked up the photo and unfolded it.

It was Terri in a wide sunhat kissing a rather buff looking Labrador male with long hair. I turned it over and read the caption.

'Aug. 12 Day at the beach with my sweetie pie'

I picked up the necklace and looked at it. It was a chain with two rings on it. I took another look at the picture and saw that Terri was wearing one of the rings on his paw.

I noticed another thin, yellowed piece of paper folded delicately at the bottom of the box. I picked it up and looked at it. It was an obituary for the lab in the picture. I read it, feeling my stomach and throat get tight as I did.

'Evan Walker, age 24, passed away Sep. 19th after seven days with severe injuries from a car accident. Survived by loving husband, mother, father and sister. Funeral service to be held at noon in family home on Sep. 25th. Requested that only close friends and family attend.'

I could feel my eyes well up again as I carefully put the things back in the box as I found it and closed the lid. I turned off the light and left the door ajar, leaving no trace that I had been there.

I walked slowly back to my room and sat down on my bed and wiped a tear away. I laid back and thought about life and everything that can happen in it, feeling a world of emotion in a small amount of time.

I heard Terri and my mom walk in laughing. I heard them climb up the stairs and say good night to each other as they parted ways.

I waited in the dark of my room for a while until all the noise in the house stopped. I poked my head out from my door and saw the crack of light pouring from Terri's door. I stepped out and stood there silently, trying to figure out if I really wanted to continue. I took another step, still debating. I closed my eyes and took another step, and another, and another still, until I was practically there. I opened my eyes and committed to my plan by knocking on his door frame.

I heard a faint "Come in" and I slowly pushed open the door. Terri was sitting at his desk in a pair of light green pajama pants and a gray sports bra. He was smiling as he watched me come in.

"Hi, Ed. How are you?" he asked.

"I'm good. How about you?"

"I'm just fine. Is there something you wanted to talk about?" he said, turning to face me in his chair.

"Yeah..."

"Well, do you want to sit on the bed?"

"Sure," I said, moving towards the bed and sitting on its edge.

"No, no, no. Come, sit like this with me," he said, scooting onto the bed and sitting up against the head board.

I followed and slid up next to him.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" Terri said, smiling and flashing his brown eyes at me.

"I'm pretty sure I'm gay."

"Pretty sure?" he said, lifting an eyebrow.

"I... know... I'm gay."

"Well, that is good that you've figured that out. Do you have any questions?"

I shook my head 'No'.

"Well, is there anyth..."

"Can I kiss you again?"

Terri just looked at me before turning away and sighing.

"Ed... I can't..."

"Why not? All you have to do is sit there," I said, leaning over to him again.

"Ed, no," he said, pushing me away gently. "I just can't."

"But we did it before!"

"I know. I wasn't thinking..."

"So? Stop thinking again!" I said, leaning closer still.

"ED! No," he said, standing up from the bed.

The guilty feeling returned as he looked at me with those eyes. There was a long silence as Terri turned around and rubbed his temples.

"Did you kiss me last night because I reminded you of Evan?" I asked.

If it was possible, the night instantly got quieter as Terri froze. I knew I had made a mistake.

"...How.... how do you know about Evan?"

"You didn't answer my question."

Terri turned around and looked at me. His eyes looked watery as he sat down. A tear ran down his cheek and he nodded.

"He was the love of my life, and I only had him for three years before he was taken from me." He looked off into the distance as his voice got a little hoarse. "I guess I did too many wicked things in my life to deserve him for longer than that. When he died I just kind of got lost." His paw trembled as he put it against his chest, looking at me. "I didn't know what to do or where to go. So I ended up on the streets and I lost everything. Without him in my life, there didn't seem like there was any reason to continue, so I just let everything fall apart around me. I did a lot of things I wasn't proud of..." He looked away from me, and cleared his throat as he choked back some more tears. His eyes met mine again, and his sadness echoed in them. "Then I went to a shelter, and someone walked up to me and offered to take me in to their home. I didn't want to. I didn't think I deserved the kindness, but he convinced me to try it. After a while I started to see the rest of my life I had left behind, and I tried to pick up the pieces, but it was too late. So, I spent some time there, in that house, until I moved to another home, and another, trying to find the key to figuring out how to fix it all. And then I came here, to a new place, with new people."

His eyes flashed at me again, red with tears. "And then you showed up and kissed me, just like he did." He looked away and clenched his fist. "I closed my eyes and I was with him again. It was like the accident never happened, and he was back in my arms. But when I opened my eyes again I realized what I was doing and I couldn't go on."

He looked down at his paws as a tear dripped from his cheek. "He lived for a week after the crash in a coma, and seeing him there, smashed and broken; his life dangling by a string, I would have given anything for him to be alright again. I didn't leave his side once. They had to force me to sleep because I refused to stop holding his paw. As long as I could feel a pulse in him, he was with me. But one night, they convinced me to take a nap, and I woke up to a screeching noise coming from a machine and the pulse was gone. I never got to say goodbye to him."

Terri began balling and I scooted over and gave him a hug. His body heaved with his cries, and my paw gently moved along his arm. He wiped his eyes and sniffled as he continued.

"My last memory of him is him lying there perfectly still. The tubes and wires and stitches and bandages covering him," he said through his tears. "The doctors told me I'd only have a few hours with him when he first came in. But he lasted a week; he wanted to survive. But when no one was looking, He took him from me like the coward He is."

He looked painfully up at the heavens, mouthing "Why?" but only giving a rough screech from his throat before he broke down, crying again. As he collapsed into his paws, I wrapped around him more, trying to comfort him.

"I miss his so much..." I heard him whisper through his paws.

I rubbed his back and tried to calm him as best as I could. I pulled him back and we laid down on the bed. He crawled up against me and I pet his head fur gently. His soft sobbing filled the room as we laid there. I closed my eyes and gave him a light squeeze. I felt a kiss on my muzzle, but I didn't say anything.

His warm body was pressed tight against mine as his crying slowly got fainter.

***

I woke up the next morning with my arm wrapped around Terri's waste as we spooned. Unsure of what I should do, I tried to move, but Terri grabbed my arm and mumbled something in his sleep about me not leaving for work. I shifted a little more to see if I could slip free, but he only tightened his grip, bringing my paw to his mouth as he kissed it saying "I love you Evan" in a sleepy tone.

I waited a little while as the fox snuggled into the pillow and tried pulling my hand free again. He let go and I quickly moved. I could hear him whimper a little as he searched for my missing paw. Feeling bad I petted his head. I saw a smile appear across his muzzle as he turned and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close. He kissed me on the lips, giggling softly. As he tongue entered my mouth I felt my sheath pulse again, but my mind was debating if I should just wake him up.

It didn't matter much though, because his eyes opened and he jumped as he saw it was me. He scrambled, apologizing and standing up from the bed. I could see that there was a rather large lump hidden in his pajama pants.

I stood up on my knees, looking at the fox cursing under his breath and looking towards the wall.

"Why are you sorry?" I asked, moving a little closer to him.

"Because I shouldn't be doing that."

"Why not?"

"I already told you why."

"You seemed to be enjoying it until you opened your eyes." I was now at the very edge of the bed. I reached out and wrapped my arms around his waist again. His paws moved to stop me, but they only pressed my paws against his stomach. "You seemed so happy."

"I was. I was dreaming about him."

I pressed my body against his and placed my muzzle on his shoulder, his soft voice humming in my ear.

"It was so nice to see him again. He's the only one I've had, and I can only see him in my sleep."

"How long has it been since you've been loved by someone?"

"Since the accident... four years ago."

"Do you think Evan would like to know you've been alone so long?"

"...No..."

"Then why not?"

Terri turned to me and looked into my eyes.

"I can't..."

"You can..."

I pressed my muzzle up against his. His arms wrapped around me as we kissed deeply. I pressed my hips against him and he moaned. His cock pulsed against mine. I felt a paw move to my chest, but it pushed me away.

"Not now..." he said, separating from me.

"When?"

"I don't know, just not now, not here."

I stood there next to him looking into his eyes not knowing how to respond.

His eyes focused deep into mine. Then they broke away quickly.

"I need to do some thinking..." he said, walking to the door.

I followed him to the door. He put a paw on my shoulder.

"Ed..." he looked back into my eyes. "Thanks for last night. I haven't talked about him in a long time, and I really needed to." He gave me a soft kiss on the cheek before opening the door and letting me out.

I watched him disappear behind the closing door and I walked down to the living room and sprawled out on the couch and sighed. There was a lot of thinking to do.

To be continued :3