Friends first, a yiffing philosophy
Alright, so I wanted to write a story but time is always limited these days. Instead you get musing, and you don't have to listen I know no one cares what I'm thinking. This isn't directed at anyone in particular I've just been dreaming and if I don't write it I'll think about it at work and probably get in trouble for drooling.
Sure I am up to fool around a little, it seems I'll let anyone get away with a how do you do now, now yiffing but its not the way I want things. I end up feeling emotionally broken. I'd start out like a 5th grader.
I want to be with a guy go out to meet him and we have a great time. Play some video games like pals, or go out and walk around down town just to see whats there. Yammering on until we realize its way past time to get home.
You know start out slow, like we're scared that touching might break us. Maybe a peck on the cheek but that's all.
Then next time hold hands and a gentle kiss in the park. Get to know each other carefully, making sure the embarrassment of realizing an old lady just saw two guys kissing doesn't drive a wedge between us.
Then some night after going for a jog or after sitting in the heat at the bus stop. We get up the nerve and take a shower together to wash away the sweat. Iits a natural place to be in just your fur, but still we should be careful and a little scared agreeing to it because we're new like morning dew and if the whirlwind of feelings blows to hard we know our feelings will evaporate away only to be replaced with hurt.
After going to a movie the next week we stay the night together and under the covers paws start teasing and there is much giggling and wide eyes over size but its all harmless. Still pushing boundaries just a little at a time because after all we are good friends and friends respect each others boundaries.
Then maybe sometime while hooking up the new Bluray player, or upgrading a video card a hug turns into a kiss, then there is tongue then shirts come off slowly and his pants come off seemingly on their own, and its obvious I trust him I start giving him head because I want him to feel good because being with him makes me feel good. Eventually the fun stops and the night goes on only for us to part ways and go back to work the next week.
Later still after the works been done and some bills have been paid laying with my head in his lap I look up in his eyes and ask him. "Can I ride you?" He looks back into my eyes and kisses me. "Of course" He didn't push he never asked to fuck me we were just friends and then we became lovers. I could never let some over eager meat head yiff me, I'm far to delicate but after I've had the chance to explore a genuine guy and I trust him not to hurt me I'll be the best little subby fox any top could ever ask for.