All A Game Ch-1 First Moves
#5 of All A Game
Warning: Some Naughty Bits
The air was heavy with the smell of fertilizer, but it didn't bother Trevor. In fact, the young horse actually had a thing for scent of the baseball fields. Actually, he had a thing for a lot of weird smells. "Hey Trev, heads up!" Trevor blinked, "Huh?" Suddenly he was bonked on the head with a baseball and the young stud fell over. When he hit the ground, his eyes rolled around in their sockets and Trevor looked up, his mind lost in the clouds again as he slowly blacked out.
"Trevor... honey, are you okay?" The stallion's mother stood over her boy who had been laid on the bench by the coach. She was stroking over the reddish brown fur on his forehead, right next to the bluish black bump forming on his head. Next to her was a small red husky, the white fur around his eyes like a mask with a streak of white going down his left cheek. "Oh wow... it looks like he's growing a horn..." A white paw came from behind the pup and smacked him on the back of the head; "Knock it off..." said a fem's voice. "No mom, look, it's just a little off..." The pup then tapped at the center of Travis' forehead, "...it should be right there." Again the pup was struck over his head, "Jake, stop it!" Trevor groaned but then smiled at his mom as she picked up her head in her hands, rubbing behind his pointed ears. "Hi mom, are we going home now?"
The stallion watched the husky kicked his foot-paws, watching Jake curl his toes after he had taken off his cleats and socks. Tilting his head, he didn't even notice Jake was staring at him until the pup finally spoke up, "Why you looking at my feets?" Jake's mom looked back from the passenger seat of the van, "Jake, use proper speech please." When they slowed at a stop sign, Trevor's mom peered at her blushing son in the back seat. Looking at Jake, "Jake, Trevor just has a habit of...watching things. He likes to find out how they work." Jake thought about it for a moment before looking to Trevor. With a smirk, he wiggled his toes and clenched them every so often. The horse gave him a questioning stare, and then looked out the window. Jake frowned, wondering if Trevor was upset for the rest of the ride.
As Terra kissed her little pup bye before she had to go back to work, "Be good for Mrs. Veil, okay?" She then gave him a sniff, "And make sure you take a shower." Jake struggled out of his mom's arms, "Yeah, okay..." Jake then stumbled towards the stairs, past Mrs. Veil as she saw Jake's mom out, "See you tomorrow Terra." Just as the door closed downstairs, Jake was taking off his clothes and wrapping a towel around his waist. With a heavy sigh, he sat on the toilet, the sweat left over from the hot day made his fur stick to his body irritating him to no end. "Are you almost done?" he asked Trevor who'd jumped in the shower first. The horse pushed the shower curtain to the side, making sure his lower half was still behind it. There was still a bit of soap in his dark mane as he muttered, "No!" an irritated look on his face. Jake huffed, crossing his arms as the curtain was closed again. He was really starting to feel grimy and certain places were starting to itch beneath his fur. Since Trevor was taking so long just washing his mane, Jake stood up and dropped his towel. Quietly opening the curtain, he walked up behind the horse and reached over his shoulder, grabbing the shower head and pulling it off its mantle, "You take too long!" Trevor opened one eye; his wet mane flopped over the other. He had to do a double take when he saw Jake standing naked behind him. "What are you doing? You can't be in here!" Jake thought maybe Trevor lost his mind, "Why not? We're both..." When Trevor suddenly turned around and they were front to front, they both went quiet, a curious look on their faces and their jaws hanging open.
With a dumb look, Jake reached out to touch the flat looking head nestled in Trevor's sheath. "Don't touch that!" Trevor snapped, reaching out to push the husky's paw away. "Why not?" Jake asked with genuine curiosity. Trevor was completely caught off guard, "Because... because...why would you?" Jake looked up at Trevor's blushing face, "Because it's weird looking!" Trevor flapped his lips and twitched his ears, angry all of a sudden, "Mines weird? Look at yours!" Jake looked down at the little pointed tip poking out of his sheath when Trevor pointed it out. "What's so weird about mine?" The two suddenly pushed their hips forward, comparing each other's odd shapes and sizes. Trevor motioned around Jake's sheath, "Yours is all...pointy." The two boys paused for a moment, nervously gazing at the other's privates. Jake anxiously fidgeted in place, "Um, Trev...can I try touching it?" Trevor gasped at the question, fumbling his hands behind his back as he looked from Jake's face to his own crotch, "Ye...yeah, I guess so..." But as Jake reached out his paw with a fascinated grin, Trevor suddenly grabbed it, "...but I...I get to touch yours, okay?" Trevor watched as the dog's paw slowly reached out to touch the edge of his sheath...and then he closed his eyes.
There was a loud bang and the sound of a game chair straining beneath a much older, much...more muscular Trevor whom was doing a very loud, hissing fist pump, "YESSSS!" The stallion gazed up from the fist pump to see Jake staring at him, twirling his sketch pencil between his padded fingertips, "Sorry..." Jake shook his head, "Naw, naw, its fine." Trevor smiled, going back to his game while Jake sketched on his pad. Holding the pencil over the paper, he cautiously looked up; making sure the stallion was busy before he soaked up every little detail on Trevor. Lately, they didn't get to spend a lot of time together because of school or after school stuff so he wanted to take the opportunity while he could.
Jake put the pencil to his sketch pad. First there were the basic shapes, and then the curves. He made sure that Trevor's feathery hair had perfect detail. Turning the page, his best friend's arm came into being, the muscles rippling, overlapping before eventually meeting. He didn't like erasing but he wanted to get this right. But then he froze. Breathing deep, he gazed up from the pad and turned his head, trying to seem like he was looking at something else. But then his eyes focused on Trevor's crotch and his curiosity pulled him in... Then there was a knocking on Jake's door, "Jake, Mrs. Tanner is here to pick you guys up."
The pencil snapped in Jake's paw when he quickly pulled his eyes off Trevor's crotch and looked at his mom. "Oh, oh sorry hun, I didn't mean to scare you." The husky pup hesitated, fondling the pad of paper in his grip, "That's okay mom..." She frowned and then smiled, "Come on boys, paintball!" The two boys excitedly rushed past her, hands and paws pushing at each other to just get out Jake's room.
Jody's face shined while watching the two silly kids scramble out the door. Now all she had to work on was the huge mess building up in Jake's room. "Artists...they're always so messy!" With a heavy sigh she reached down to pick up the forgotten sketch pad left behind on the bed, trying to be ever so careful with her son's precious work. Picking it up by the spine, the whole thing suddenly gave way and papers littered the floor. "Oh damn it!" But as she kneeled down to pick them up, her paw froze before she wrapped it around one of the sheets. What she saw on the top of the sketches surprised her. There was the unfinished sketch of a stallion, his gaze downward with his hands at his hips. And then another, but this time it was in full detail. It was Trevor, looking over his shoulder with a really focused gaze. Jody then moved her padded thumb and held up a piece of paper that seemed like it had been erased and sketched over again and again. Her paw shook and she dropped the piece. Frantic, she gathered them all up and stuffed them back in the binding, making sure to put the sketch pad right back on the bed where she had found it.