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PART TWO: THE INEVITABLE RESULT AND THE OBLIGATORY BOND

DAY TWO

Don was an idiot. He had allowed Lee to convince him to attend another session on religion. Lee told him that it was a completely different story, that this session would be more intriguing, something about violence and madness. Don eventually gave in after many minutes of refusal and arguing and went with his friend to the session. The session was not bad. It was not good though, but Don found it more interesting than the last. Lee did not play around this time, for he was genuinely interested in the blabbering and paid attention to everything the professor said. Don was stuck for another two hours in crap about which he did not care. In the middle of the session, he experienced a stomachache and curled into a ball on the floor.

During that time, Lee had kept close to him sympathetically, holding his friend's head in his lap for the rest of the time. More relaxing and soothing caressing transpired, and soon the agony was gone, save for the droning speech of the professor. Don almost fell asleep but Lee kept nudging him every so often to prevent it. When the time elapsed fully, Don escaped; being the first one out the door as the session was dismissed.

"All right, I guess I'm sorry again." Don groaned and felt around his stomach.

"I need to eat something I think." He said.

"When's the last time you ate?"

"Uh..." Don pondered. He did not eat that morning, or last night at all, or anytime after yesterday's session. "Not since yesterday morning. I had a grilly-cheese sammich with ham." Lee rolled his eyes.

"Well no shit man! You're starving, come on," he started walking, directing him and his friend toward the food building, "we'll get some chow." Don was not inclined to go to the room within the building.

"Uhhhgh... I hate that place." Lee scoffed at that remark.

"What place?"

"The cafeteria."

"Okay then," Lee stated, "you just not eat anything and die of starvation instead, right?"

"At least if I were dead I'd be rid of this pain... and I wouldn't have to eat ever again." Lee shook his head, not approving of his friend's death talk. In all their time together, Don had always made vague comments about dying or committing suicide or being murdered. Lee hoped his friend was simply joking around and that Don did not actually want any of that stuff. They kept moving through the hall, exiting the building and heading for the far side of the Facility.

"Oh, do you want to say 'hi' to Mary?" Lee asked sarcastically, Don was not in the mood. He sighed with irritation at Lee's tone and said 'no' after a few moments. Don entered his control drama of solitude and desolate silence while they walked. Eventually, they came upon the food building, a short, narrow structure set against the perimeter wall. Here was a gathering of a few eelnods and humans and other species sparser than those, a crowd outside the entrance socializing and noshing on whatever they had gotten from building; the place reeked with an amalgam of weird scents that caused nothing less than nausea.

Lee approached and pushed open the door. Don stopped short of entering and told his friend he would wait. Lee agreed and disappeared inside. Don was greatly inclined to ditch him, he was in the last place he wanted to be, and all around were beings that he did not know and he was waiting for someone to bring back a snack that he did not want. He felt like an idiot. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, sighing. After a minute he decided to leave, Screw him, I'm outta here was his mentality.

As he stepped forward to walk away, Lee passed through the door. He was holding a sammich of sorts, two of them, one of which he gave to Don. They began walking again, Lee was distracted twice. Once by seeing someone he knew and had to say 'hi', then once again to another. Don kept walking the second time, for he had to get away from more sickening conversation. Lee ran up to him ten meters ahead.

"What's wrong?" He asked, though he knew better, there was nothing wrong with Don. It was just a bad day for him. It was a bad day to be in love with him too, for in this mood he could bring anyone down and piss anyone off. Lee wanted to hug him and try to make him feel better, but he knew that Don would just get frustrated and probably smack him.

He did not know what to do; he just could not understand what could possibly make Don so angry and depressed all the time. He could not think of a way to raise his love's spirits. They had not walked far, and with no immediate goal, they were just meandering. Don sighed and was about to speak when someone shouted from behind them.

"Hey you loser!" Don and Lee both turned to see three eelnod males approach them at a quick pace. These were Lee's friends, more beings who enjoyed gatherings and liked to drool over each other.

Don rolled his eyes and refused to acknowledge them as they achieved his proximity and started babbling noisily all at once with Lee. One of them jumped on his back and after he threw that one off one of them picked him up. Don did not see this, he chewed a second bite of the sammich and kept moving, not looking anywhere but the ground in front of him. They had all gotten behind and all ran to catch up with him. One of those patted him on the back.

"Hey man, what's goin' on?" He asked.

"Hi." Replied Don, which was all he was to say.

"Where're you guys headed?" Another wondered.

"Oh, nowhere, we just needed to get Don a sammich because he starves himself sometimes, you know, sometimes you forget to eat." They all laughed, Don thought he was going to vomit, and then he noticed that they were coming closer to the garden. It was about a hundred meters away on the left side. They all continued, the conversation ranging from dumb crap to weird crap. As they reached the front section of the garden, they all stopped collectively at the large fountain and sat on the brim.

"Dude, the gathering tonight's gonna rock, I'm getting Nina to come with me, she's so hot man." Lee smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, she's pretty attractive."

"We won't see you at The Gathering will we?" One of them asked Don. The animal in question shook is head.

"Nope, 'cos he a sexless loser." Another jeered.

"Yeah, he'd rather stay in his room and jerk it by himself." Another jeered.

"Who'd do it with him anyway? Look at him. He'd bite your head off if you tried to touch him." They snickered. Don was not amused with the jesting, neither was he offended. He knew they were just messing around, but it had gotten so old by now he just felt irritated and wanted to slap them.

"Have you gotten your hands on him yet Lee? I hear you try all the time." One of them asked. Lee was a tad surprised by the question. It should not have bothered him, but they were talking about someone he was in love with, not just another shy little boy or girl too scared to join a gathering.

"What the hell do you mean? I don't try to get my hands on him; if he doesn't want to go to Gatherings that's his choice. What's bad about it?"

"It's not bad, just dumb, like he's the only person who's different. He wouldn't be such a loser if he tried to socialize every once in a while." At this point, Don had grown beyond irritated with the conversation and he walked away without saying a thing. Being judged and discussed as if he was not even there was appalling to him. He hated the way Lee's friends were always analyzing people, thinking they knew everything and were always right. He left the fountain and disappeared through the garden gate. Lee looked over at the friend who spoke last.

"Dude, what the fuck is your problem?" He asked baffled and upset.

"What? Come on man, I wasn't serious." The male offered.

"Well you know that he doesn't like you guys for one thing, and you can see that he isn't in a good mood. You just don't mess around with that. Why do you like being an asshole all the time?"

"I wasn't being an asshole!" He replied exasperated.

"Yes you were. I should punch you in the face." Lee got up and prepared to attack but the guy jumped up and ran away from him.

"God he's crazy!" He shouted, the others were laughing. Lee finished one last bite of the sammich and headed towards the gate to the garden.

"I'll see you guys tonight, all right?" They all agreed and took off running, to where they where going, Lee had no idea. He pushed open the gate and it automatically closed behind him, it had a squeaky hinge. He had not been there in a long time; he had never truly spent any time in the place to appreciate the scenery as Don had. There was a perimeter wall like the Facility itself, although this was square and not as tall. The walls were covered on both sides with ivy and other types of vines. This section of the garden was not open, more like a close quarters maze of tall, thick bushes, trellises and shorter brick walls. It was in fact a very small labyrinth of sorts, but not complicated enough to actually get lost and die of starvation or anything. Lee began to walk slowly; he knew that Don could be hidden deep within. There were a few different paths he could take and the idea that he would never find his friend was frustrating.

He noticed a strong fragrant scent in the air, thick with the various flowers and greeneries. After a few minutes of walking he began to realize that he actually enjoyed the place, it was relaxing and very pretty. He considered coming back here if he ever needed to be alone or something of the like. He did not get distracted, and his only thought was the well-being of his love, Don. It had been ten minutes and he thought he was lost. He stopped suddenly and looked around with an inquisitive glance, a hint of perplexity. He stood arms akimbo and circled, looking this way and that, forward and back.

This place can't be this big. The thing is smaller than the living building. He was positioned between two walls of bushes with an opening on either end. From outside, the place had looked quite small, but when he entered, it felt like he had entered another dimension. He was lost with no idea where Don was or how to get back out. He sighed and shook his head.

"Doooon..." He asked aloud, trying to keep his voice somewhat low as to not startle his friend if he were nearby. There was no answer. He groaned in frustration and continued traversing the garden, every so often calling out Don's name. His mind wandered from finding Don to what he was going to say to Don. He knew a tad about what kinds of things went through his young friend's mind, but he could not understand what caused them. He understood that there were things that Don did not tell him about, in fact, he knew that there were a great many things Don kept hidden, it was evident by the manner his manner of speaking and demeanor. There were probably many things troubling Don. There always seemed to be some major worry on his mind, for everyday he acted like something had tragic happened and he was grieving.

Lee thought he might be depressed, that maybe his parents died or he found out he had Leukemia. There were an infinite number of things that it could be. Although Lee was greatly concerned with his friend, he had never fully attempted to get through his thick front and find out the troubles. Lee did not understand psychology or a depressed mind, for he had never felt depression or angst in his life. He could not relate to sympathize, yet he would try his damnedest. A miracle happened then, for at another corner he looked left and spied an eelnod with an open, white shirt and black trousers lying on the ground underneath an arching trellis. He was completely shaded in darkness, nestled in a corner.

Lee smiled and slowly approached. He then realized that their location was at the far, back corner of the garden. Don had moved all the way back here to avoid any contact of any kind. Lee considered if he should turn back and leave Don alone. Don was facing away from him and had either not seen or heard his friend approach, his face pointed to the wall. Don then heard Lee's footsteps and he finally turned his head, spying his friend a meter away. Lee did not know what to say, he knelt down and sat cross-legged.

"Hi Don, I uh... I know that you don't want to see anyone, especially me, but I kind of felt bad. Well, I felt really bad for what we said."

"What makes you think I wouldn't want to see you?" Don mumbled, his eyes shallow and empty, angry. He sat up, shifting his body to a sitting position against the wall. Lee wanted badly to embrace him, but he averted his eyes to the ground.

"Well for what we were saying to you it-"

"It wasn't you. It was that dipshit friend of yours."

"Yeah, I agree, he's a dipshit. But you... I know that it was dumb, what he said, it was completely stupid and lame. But you do know they were just joking around."

"Yeah I know." Don stated firmly, his tone was definitely angry. "I'm just sick of it. I'm sick of hearing what everyone has to say." Lee learned then that it was not what his friend had said to Don back at the fountain; nothing that trivial would upset him this much.

"Well you know, I'm gonna tell them to stop doing it, hell maybe-"

"It's not just them; I'm just tired of everything... Mmmh." Don stopped the statement halfway and shook his head.

"What?"

"Nothing." Lee sighed, unsure of what to say next.

"So what exactly is bothering you?" Lee ventured, though he knew Don would not be pleased to answer that question. Don rolled his eyes, having heard that many times from other eelnods and the professors before. It was a pointless question with an unhelpful answer. If Don told everyone what he was thinking there would still be nothing anyone could do, it was just that kind of thing. He had his mind set on his thoughts, and was far too stubborn to change his way of thinking. He would not tell anyone, they did not need to know how he felt or what he was thinking, it would just add more drama to their lives that they would rather not have.

Don had always refused to comply with these types of talks. The answers he gave were use to deter anyone from bothering him with them ever again. He always said 'I don't know' or 'a lot of stuff' and would become more vague with each response. Though occasionally he wondered what would happen if he just came out and told everyone all the things that were bothering him. He looked up at Lee and met his gaze. He thought about telling him how he felt, why he was so angry all the time. He wondered if he even could, for putting everything into words would be difficult and would take a lot of thought.

Lee saw sadness in his eyes and it made him angry; he wished Don would share his feelings but he knew it would never happen. He thought of showing Don his anger, maybe he could upset Don in way that would make him release some of the negative energy and spill his heart out to him. Then everything would be fine, except he did not want to piss him off, it was bad enough Don was angry at something, Lee did not want to be another source. If Don told him everything... but no, he would not, he would never tell because that was not the solution he wanted, for conveying would not help. It would simply bring him closer to his friends, either worrying them or appeasing them. It would not matter, for it would bring him farther from his goal. That thought made him angry.

He did not answer his friend, taking his eyes off him and going back to staring at the wall. Lee popped his knuckles and stretched his upper torso. All he had done was futile, although he done very little in the years to get through to Don. They both sat silently, Lee knew better than to say anything unless it was brilliant, but he was not going to leave, he had a feeling that Don would appreciate him being there at all however. He hoped that was true. After a few minutes, Don's anger began to lessen and Lee began to grow weary, sleepy moreover.

They both yawned simultaneously, Lee finished first and he looked over at his friend and chuckled. Don smiled and rubbed his face with both hands, placing them on the ground. Lee reached over and touched his friend's paw, hoping that he could comfort him even a little bit.

To his relief Don gave no sign of resistance, Lee pushed his hand underneath Don's and grasped it. Don gripped. Lee inched up to his friend a bit and took his paw in both of his, Don knew that Lee was trying to get as close as possible. Lee's persistence did not truly bother him that much. In the end, it made him feel a bit less concerned about all the things in his life that irritated him.

"Okay, come on, I know you wanna get closer." He said, smiling slightly and pulling his friend's hands. Lee grinned and shifted his body up to Don's, moving into the same position against the wall. Don reached over with his other hand and took both of Lee's paws with his. Lee was happy now, softly nudging his friend's cheek with his nose. Don was not going to go any farther than their immediate contact and when Lee tried to kiss him, he moved his head away.

"M-mm." Don said in rejection.

"All right, sorry." Apologized Lee, he felt dumb for trying to do it again. Lee nestled in more until he felt one with his friend on the soft grass, Don shifting himself a tad to conform to Lee's position. Therefore, they kept the situation static, holding hands with Lee's muzzle resting on Don's shoulder. They relaxed in silence, enjoying each other's feel and warmth, even though the day was of an average temperature, the warmth of a body would always comfort either of them. After a few minutes, Lee moved one of his hands up to Don's chest, sliding it into his shirt, and began stroking him. Once again, it gave Don a shiver and it soothed him, all his anger having vanished. They were both free of negative energy and were swimming in each other's love.

Lee moved his snout up to Don's cheek and softly nuzzled him, taking in the pleasant aroma of his friend's scent. Don's scent was intoxicating to him and always caused a kind of trance in him, it was another indication that he was in love with Don. One of many. Like always, he felt an urge to smother his friend with his tongue and drool over him, but he would not allow himself to ruin the moment.

They stayed like this for a half hour, Lee never wanting to part from his friend, the one he loved so much, but Don had grown tired of it.

"All right." he said and removed his friend's paws from his lap, nudging up against his head. Lee frowned and moved off his friend. Don then crawled over him, kneeing his gut and stepping on his hand as he clambered across his body.

"Ah geez man! You almost crushed me!" He said, looking up to Don who was now standing over him. Lee reached up to him with both hands, "Help me up?" He asked, Don grasped his paws and pulled upward as Lee stood and stretched up high. Lee sighed and smiled widely, placing his paws on Don's shoulders, leaning in and kissing his cheek. Don moved his hands away and pushed against his chest.

"Hey now, save it for next time," he said smiling, Lee gave a look of disappointment that his friend would not even exchange a friendly peck, "maybe I'll let you do a little more later tonight huh?" Lee gave a look of surprise.

"What? You wanna go to a gathering?" He asked, and Don squinted slightly as he thought.

"Well& maybe. I don't wanna be around all those people, but I wouldn't mind being around you. I don't wanna stay in my room all night; I'd like to hang out with you." He explained, Lee was visibly joyful.

"Sure thing buddy! Of course, I'll hang out with you! We don't even have to go to the lounge. We can chill in my room or yours if you want. We can have a nice quiet evening together." He said, the last phrase with a sly tone, reaching behind his friend to fondle his rear end. Don laughed and playfully tousled Lee's hair. They both snickered at each other, their hands fumbling.

"Okay, let's get out of here. I wanna go take a nap. Don said. Lee had a feeling that was coming. He was hoping Don would decide to hang out with him for the entire day, but he did not care, for Don said he would spend time with him that night. He was not sure what Don would be willing to do, but he wanted to be with him, with or without sexual contact.

"You lead the way, 'cos I don't know how to get back out." Lee informed, Don began walking and Lee followed closely.

"What? It's easy; you just keep on the right and don't turn left." Don said. Lee observed that he was correct as Don led them both out quickly with no trouble. Soon they were exposed to the daylight again, all over on the grounds were many beings of all species, all scattered across the Facility. They immediately headed to the living quarters, both of the males coming upon Don's room and saying goodbye, a hug and a kiss then departure. Don once again stripped down, shut the drape and went to sleep. Lee continued down the stairs slowly making his way to his room.

He entered and removed his shirt, throwing it into a pile of clothing by his bed. He looked around and realized that the place was a disaster. There were things scattered everywhere; books and canvases mostly, with clothes strewn about in layers it seemed. Compared to Don's room it was horrific, although Don had nothing in his room except a desk, bed, lamp and some books. And yes, a painting Lee had given him the day they met. After an art session he let Don keep the canvas he had finished that day, not thinking it was worth keeping.

Above him, Don was sleeping, Lee himself felt like taking a few hours for a nap. He removed the rest of his clothing, dropping it to the floor, the floor not visible through the laundry, and reclined on his bed. After a few minutes, he stood back up, gathered all the clothing, folded each article, and arranged them in a corner. Tomorrow he would take them down to be washed. He then closed the drape then lay on the bed again, and then standing up again to set the clock, the alarm would sound in three hours to awaken him.

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Don awoke before he had desired, the clock read 17:45. At 19:00, the Gathering would start and Don was not looking forward to going. If he decided to stay away he might upset Lee, though he really did not care if he upset Lee, Lee knew very well he disliked the orgy. However, he had been too reassuring, telling his friend he wanted to hang out.

Whatever he was thinking at the time, he could not quite recall. He did realize then that he had been happy. He was happy during the time he and Lee were cuddling in the garden and he was happy all the rest of the day. After the short nap, his mood had subsided and was now stale. Lee's gentle love and touch was the last thing on his mind.

Don sat on the edge of his bed-thing and yawned. As he remembered the happiness and love shared between him and Lee, he became confused. How could he have been so frustrated and angry at a time and then become relaxed and happy within moments. It was Lee, it was Lee's love that turned him, and he knew that this love was the only thing that made him happy. The eelnod looked up suddenly as if he had heard a cacophonous noise from the hall. The revelation hit him uncomfortably hard: if Lee's love was the only thing that made him feel happy anymore, than that meant he was in love. There was no other explanation, it was so simple.

God no, I can't be in love with him. He demanded of himself, for it was inconceivable. Don rubbed his eyes and smacked himself to expel the idea. He stood up and threw open the curtain, hoping that something outside would get his attention. Nothing, no one, some birds flying around, but that was about it. He stood there, hand gripping the fabric of the drape, his face solemn, the light of the few lampposts casting a glare on the glass. He looked away, walking back to his bed where he curled up.

What if I were in love with him? He found himself wondering.

Wouldn't that make me happy? It wouldn't be the solution to my problems. Or would it? No, love and happiness were not his desired solution, for they would not curtail the monotonous sequence of life. Don recalled everything Lee had ever said and everything Lee had done that made Don happy. Don had always loved the way Lee touched him when they were together and relaxed... the way Lee ran his long nails across his chest and tickled him, always nuzzling him. What if he were to be with Lee, would it always be like that? That was his question: what if? He could not think any further though, he could not think of an 'if' to happen, to be real. A knock on the door, done silently to startle him not.

"What!" He shouted.

"Uh... Don, it's me, is everything alright?" The voice was Lee's, Don had forgotten about his meeting.

"Geez it's not like I promised him." He could not blame the guy though. Don knew that his friend desperately wanted his love. Maybe desperate was not the case though, he sure acted desperate sometimes.

"Yeah I'm fine." He replied, remaining static on the bed.

"You uh... you gonna come down with me?" Lee asked, he grimaced after the words came out, knowing he should not have asked. He knew Don would become irritated at his constant pressuring, but he was somewhat desperate to get Don to love him. Don was not upset with Lee's words, he was done being harsh for today. He truly was not in the mood though, and he was not in the mood to hang out with his friend, and fully against attending a gathering. He realized that he had been silent for too long and he did not want to insult Lee.

"Uh... hold on man." He said and sat up and tried to think. In the garden earlier today he had been happy. They had made each other very happy and relaxed each other's spirits. If he were to go with Lee, he may be able to achieve that feeling again, but only if he moved his current mentality aside and conformed to his ambiguous love notion. He stood up and moved to where he had put his clothes and redressed, shirt, slacks and underwear, and then opened the door. Lee stood there nude and smiled when he saw his friend.

"Yeah sure, why not?" Don said, exiting his room and closing the door.

"Sweet. Now you don't... obviously you don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I'm probably not gonna do anything either," they began walking, heading down the hall and downstairs, "I just wanna stop by and see my friends."

"Okay." Don simply replied. It did not matter to him, he was just glad to have finally gotten over his stubbornness and have a visit. Whatever was to happen would not be in his control, and he was not going to worry over it; he could handle anything that came up. As they quit the building and entered the cool night air Lee moved close and wrapped an arm around his friend. Don did the same, reaching up to cling onto Lee's shoulder with his paw. For some reason, Don's pulse elevated slightly in anticipation. He was becoming nervous. Lee sensed this and tried to comfort him.

"Dude, don't worry about anything, nothing's gonna happen to you." He said, though his concern was ill thought. Don was not worried about what was going to happen, he simply wanted nothing to happen. He foolishly was hoping for something that would not be. Perhaps the crowd, the orgy, would be small, perhaps they would all decide to rest for the night and be absent. What a load...

The crowd was small though. As they passed through the doors into the room, Don was hit with the scent of many sexually excited beings. His eyes grew wide and he shook his head, almost becoming dizzy. He saw that there were only about thirty eelnods and a single human. In addition, it was not a massive, aggressive fuck-fest either, as he had surmised. Overall, it was tame.

"Huh." He said, all anxiety disappearing in the miasma of pheromones. Lee took his hand and directed him directly through the middle of the room. Embedded in the ground about a meter deep was a round pit lined with cushions and pillows and filled with beings. Lee jumped and pulled Don in with him, Don falling and rolling onto his back. Lee quickly pulled him up and apologized. No one paid them any attention.

As he was dragged through, Don accidentally stepped on a few feet and hands, all over apologizing after being yelled at by the owners. They moved all the way to the end where they came upon Lee's friends, all groping each other and making out.

"Lee!" One of them shouted, it was the one that had gotten on Don's nerves earlier today, "And uh... what's-his-name."

"Don." What's-his-name informed.

"Okay, I'm Mark," he said, stepping forward and placing a hand on Don's shoulder, Don didn't quite feel easy about having Mark's erect penis bobbing around in front of him like that, "look, sorry about what I said earlier-"

"Ah, shut up man, just drop it okay? We're all over it." Shouted Lee before he was pulled and pushed down by two of his horny buddies. Mark turned and laughed, jumping on the pile. Don smirked and stood watching. Someone came up on him suddenly, another friend of Lee's, another participant in the incident earlier, had wrapped his arm around Don and grinned.

"Hey man." He said.

"Hi..." Don said nervously, the eelnod reached up and playfully scratched Don's chin.

"Did I ever get around to telling you how cute you are?" He asked slyly, Don snickered a bit.

"Uhm... no, you never did." Lee saw that his friend was hanging all over his lover and shouted out. "Rob! Leave Don alone, he--" his friends cut him off by tickling him, Lee bursting into laughter. Suddenly another eelnod forced herself onto Don's body.

"Don, wow you're finally here!" Mary shouted as she ran up from behind him to face the two males. She then glared at Rob.

"What the Hell are you doing to him Rob? Get off, go hump someone else." She demanded, slapping his arm away and pushing him away.

"Geez, don't be such a bitch." He remarked and walked over to Lee and Mark et all. Mary then hugged her estranged friend and gently kissed his lips.

"I'm glad to see you, Lee said you had a bad day but he wouldn't tell me what happened. What happened? I'm guessing your better now right?"

"Mary, get your wiry ass outta here!" Shouted Lee, Don and Mary looked over. Mark had a mouthful of Lee's member and the others were licking each other in various ways.

"Lee, did you force him to come here?" She hollered. Mark then spat out Lee's cock, "Would you guys shut up? Come on, we're trying to have a little fun here, shit!" Everyone complied, everyone growing silent. Mary then faced her friend again and began tugging at his shirt.

"Come on take these off, you look weird being the only one dressed." She babbled. Don looked down to her body noticing her breasts and shapely hips. She was no specially fit or attractive girl. He had seen many attractive females in the Facility, and Mary was one of the least. It did not matter to him; he liked her all the same.

"No, that's fine, I'm staying like this." He told her, pulling her hands away, so she moved her paws down and tried to unfasten his slacks.

"Mary." He stated firmly as a warning, and she looked up at him blankly, obviously frustrated.

"Okay fine," she said and pulled him down, forcing him to fall on his rear end, "Come on, let me cuddle you a little." He had no choice it seemed, for she immediately began drooling over him, her mouth instantly sucking on his and her paws groping his neck and shoulders.

He scooted backwards till he was able to sit comfortably against the short wall of the pit, Mary dragging herself to keep close and to keep kissing him. Her tongue was a forceful probe that caused him discomfort and he expressed it, telling her to ease up. She did and her kiss became soft and gentle. Don accepted her loving without question, accepted her tongue without hesitation. Lee glanced over, saw the two making out, and frowned at the site. He hated how Don would so willingly accept someone else's love like that and not his.

Especially from that dumb hose-bag. He sighed and turned to face his friends slobbering on his body: his member, nipples, and toes, after a few moments the other tried to take his mouth.

The whole thing was exceptionally bizarre to Don, being in the middle of this orgy and actually participating. After a minute, he slowly phased out the other eelnods in the room and only focused on his friend groping him. He reached up and began caressing her breasts, taking each one into each paw and softly squeezing them. She snickered and broke their kiss, then shifted her body to straddle him. He looked up to her face, unsure of what the hell she was trying to accomplish. Then once again, she attempted to undress him, reaching down and fumbling with the opening of his slacks. He grabbed her hands and gave her a look of utter amazement.

"Mary, geez, I just said no didn't I?" He could not believe how insistent she was, she must have been drunk.

"What the hell Don? You're not in the mood even a little bit?" She wondered, letting her arms fall to rest at her sides.

"No," he replied, shaking his head, "I told you I'm not in the mood." She gave him an odd look, "Well why'd you lead me on then?" He gave her another look of amazement.

"Lead you on'? I didn't lead you on. I just kissed you and touched a little bit. You know I don't care for intercourse and I told you twice before we started that I wasn't going to go all out." She sighed in frustration and threw herself off him, moving to sit next to him against the wall as well.

"You know... life would be so... your life would be so less complicated and depressing if you were... if you put more romance in it." She tried to explain, but she was just babbling again. It was sad to see her so ignorant, not even able to neither accept another person's differences nor understand how other people felt. He was wondering why he even liked her.

"I don't know what to tell you." He said shrugging.

"You know, I don't mean to be rude but you need to get over whatever is bothering you all the time and try to be a little more sociable, a little more normal."

"Why are you saying this? Why? You know I don't want to hear it."

"Yeah, but you need to, you--"

"I've heard it before, and every time someone tells me, it never changes and they never get their point across."

"The point is you'd be happier if you'd conform a little more."

"I'm sorry but my mind is not that simple, I'm not that shallow."

"'Shallow'?"

"I'm not that easily amused."

"What? Do you think I'm shallow because I'm normal?"

"Well... not shallow per se, but I just think it's a shallow way of thinking."

"How can you be such a jerk? I'm not shallow because of the way I think." Don looked at her and shook his head in disgust.

"I didn't call you shallow for one thing!" He stated, holding up a single digit, "I'm not being a jerk, you asked me and I told you. If you interpret that as me being mean then that's your problem. I'm not trying to bring you down or anything... and anyway you're not the one in question here you know? I thought we were talking about me."

"We were until you started calling me shallow." She simply replied.

"Fucking-A, Mary, what's your problem, d- do you want me to insult you? Is that it? You're so..." he wiggled his hands thinking for the right words, "eager to defend yourself like you've got nothing better to do." He could not get the exact point out but he tried his damnedest.

"How can you say that?" She said in a pseudo-baffled tone.

"What! That's my impression. That's the exact impression you're giving me. What do you expect?"

"God I can't even talk to you anymore." She said and stood up, heading toward the opposite side of the pit.

"Whatever...moron." She did not hear the insult, Lee did though. Lee had heard everything they had said and was glad Don had finally affronted her with the issue of her shallow mental state. But whatever caused the issue to come up he was unsure.

"I am so fucking out of here." He said while standing, turning to climb up and out of the pit. He disregarded anyone else in the room as he left, passing through the door and leaving the stifling choke of eelnod sex haze. Lee groaned. Becoming upset that Don would ditch him but he halted his frustration realizing that Mary probably pissed him off. But he thought Don held control over his emotions well during their conversation; she must have said something typically sickening to him. He sighed, not exactly wanting to get up and curtail the great head he was getting from Mark but he felt obligated to. He pulled Marks face off his member and pushed off his other friends.

"What are you doing this time?" Wondered Mark in frustration, Lee smiled and told them to have a good time, standing up and scurrying out of the pit to follow his friend. They all clambered together and quickly resumed their fornication. Lee hurried out of the building and jumped down the step, quickly scanning the area for his friend.

"Lee." Don said from behind, startling the dark-haired one. Lee turned.

"Oh Don, thank God you didn't leave." Don was leaning against the wall with his paws tucked into his pockets.

"Of course I wouldn't you leave you buddy," he said, stepping from the wall and to his friend, giving him a friendly head-petting, "I was just gonna wait till you finished with your friends." He smiled and Lee wrapped his arms around him, pulling him into an embrace. They hugged then Lee kissed him lightly on his cheek, Don reciprocating with a light kiss for his friend on his as well.

Lee grinned and snickered as he felt Don's snout nuzzling him, glad that he was not too upset to love on him. He then had an idea, "Let's go to the garden buddy, huh?" Don immediately agreed, saying it was a good idea and they began walking in that direction. After a few steps, they were far enough not to hear Mary open the door and peer outside. Upon seeing the two males walking away from the vicinity she scoffed and shook her head, closing the door and going back to what she was doing.

In close to five minutes they achieved their destination, Lee pushing open the door for his friend, and the two entered the darkened garden. It was not totally dark, for there was a lamppost in the center and a few electronically controlled lanterns a few points scattered in other areas. Don loved it, it was isolated and peaceful and there was no one else here. This time he was not by himself, he was with one that he loved and they were happy together again. Don directed them towards the center; here had been constructed circular plots with flowers and more trellises with ivy. In the center was a gazebo with cushioned benches, all around its perimeter was a thick vine growth.

"Where do you wanna go?" Wondered Don.

"Not over there, it's too hard." Said Lee, indicating towards the gazebo. Don began wandering and Lee followed him, neither of them sure what to do. Lee knew what he wanted to do, but first he had to get Don to relax. They stopped again, having moved in a circle around the center structure, they were facing the middle. Don stared forward, gazing up into the open sky. Here was another thing of joy for him: the night sky with all visible stars and the moon, it was intriguing to him. Lee looked up as well, moving in closer to his friend and slightly behind. He placed his paws on Don's waist, reaching forward to his tummy and embracing him, then nestling his snout over his shoulder and nudging his cheek with his nose. Don smiled and placed his own paws upon his friend's, enjoying the warmth of Lee's body.

The nights were always cold and Don usually brought heavier clothing to keep him warm. Even with a fur-covered body, he still got chilly in the low temperatures. He preferred Lee's proximate warmth to a heavy cloak any day. Lee began to run his hands up and down Don's front side, being careful on the upside as to not rub him against the grain of his fur, but using his nails instead. He felt Don shiver and he loved it, for some reason unknown to him every time he touched his friend in this loving way it gave the blond animal chills. He knew it was a good thing though.

Don eased his tension, relaxing his weight against Lee behind him but not enough to collapse them both. Lee found himself holding his friend in his arms, supporting his weight. He knew to go slow, he would creep more intimacy into this love session very gradually so he would not piss him off as Mary had. Lee's muzzle was hanging over Don's shoulder. Their snouts were touching. So Lee flicked his tongue out, curling it up under Don's chin and gently licked his lip. Don sighed and nuzzled Lee's head slightly as he continued to lick him so. Lee stopped his hands at his friend's chest and cupped his paws on the pecks, mildly gripping. Once again, Don's scent flowed into his nose, stimulating his olfactory senses greatly.

As he continued to massage his friend's breast he moved his head up and nuzzled him further along his ears, tracing his sharp snout along the inside of the large, soft flap. He nibbled on the edges, lightly sucking on the ear and puffing his hot breath through his nose. Don giggled and the ear involuntarily twitched. Lee then began to stimulate Don's nipples with his thumbs, moving them in a circular motion with the side of his digits. Don moaned, purred in a sense, the sound emanating from his trachea and moved his own paws down to contact Lee's knees on either side of his body. Lee's thighs were cradling him in a way that brought pure serenity to him, to them both. He was able to surrender all his body and soul to his friend without any worry of disappointment. No reason to suspect harm to come to him physically or emotionally.

As Lee caressed Don in various areas, the past thought of unaccountable love came to mind again, although this time it was not riddled with fear. He was simply in continuation of curiously pondering the possible results of accepting Lee's love. The inevitable result of being his mate and the obligatory bond of intimate love. Right now in time, he was happy and at peace, all around was only love, plain and simple. If he were to live his life like that, he could be happy, but his mentality would have to change; he could not view the world the same if he were to support Lee's love. Yet the feel of a lump against his derriere evaporated his machinations.

Lee's member, having grown stiff, was forced up against Don's backside. He was hoping Don would not be bothered by it. Don was not concerned with Don's erection against him, as long as his friend did not try to penetrate him, he did not mind it. However, at this time, after many minutes of the loving caressing, Lee began to get more anxious to please his friend. The dark-haired eelnod stopped teasing Don's nipples and lowered his hands to the tops of his slacks. He slowly slipped his fingers past the rim and into his underwear, the warmth of his groin instantly being felt, pleasing him.

Don gasped as Lee digits met his member, the nails grazing the tip of the sheathed appendage. Lee gently massaged Don's abdomen, curling his fingers to tickle him slightly. Don snickered again at the further use of Lee's tickling. He loved it so much when he did it that the sexual contact no longer concerned him. Lee then removed his hands out of Don's clothing and slowly unfastened his slacks. Don felt it, he knew that Lee was undressing him and he became a bit worried, but he was not going to stop him. This was a different case than with Mary, for he loved Lee and Lee truly loved him. This was not just a case of gathering-inspired lust.

In an unprecedented reaction by Don, he felt the instinct of sex having more power than his irrationalization. He was anxious from and eager for the physical love and actually desired it. Lee did not fully remove Don's pants until he realized that he was not going to be stopped. He pulled them open; the opening zipper making its little sound, then eased them down to his feet. Lee attempted to slide them out from under the male, so Don silently complied, raising each foot one at a time to let Lee fully remove his slacks. Lee tossed them to the side.

Lee had removed his head from Don's shoulder, having shifted slightly to his left so he could move his head past his body in order to bend enough to remove the slacks. At this angle, he could also see Don's face better... his beautiful face that was so enticing to him. Not only did Lee find his friend's scent marvelously attractive but he also found Don physically attractive. His face was adorable in a way, but he found a certain strong, masculine maturity despite his age. It was his eyes mostly, even for Don's youth. His eyes seemed to be wise. They narrowed unlike the fuller inquisitive eyes of the younger eelnods.

He could not help but grin. As he viewed his friend, watching his eyes move towards his in the moonlight he could see no anxiety, only joy and acceptance. He leaned forward and gently kissed him, feeling Don's lips with his. To his surprise, Don let his tongue out and teased him with it. They both giggled and proceeded to kiss more fully, accepting each other's tongues. Lee moaned compulsively as he felt Don put more passion into their kiss, the young Eelnod lightly sucking on his friend's tongue and pushing simultaneously.

Lee raised his paw up to Don's head and began to pet him, scratching all around the base of his ears with the nails. Don stopped kissing and pushed up against Lee's hand, implying a more forceful contact. Lee snickered and stroked his friend harder; loving the way Don was enjoying his touch. After a few seconds, Lee eased up and let his hand fall down along Don's back. Don moaned again slightly.

Now, Lee was beginning to get anxious for further intimate sexuality and he could see that his friend would be more congenial to his erotic approach than previous times. Therefore, he moved his hands back down to Don's tummy and continued to tickle him lightly. If it were even possible, Don relaxed more fully against his friend and Lee brushed up against his weight to let him know that he was secure. Though Lee was still unsure of how he could finally get Don to let him love on him fully, tonight he would try again.

After a few more moments of caressing, Lee sighed and lowered his hands back to Don's hips, sticking his thumbs into the tight-fitting underoos once again. Don smiled, enjoying his friend's spontaneous movements, going up then down his body. Squeezing and licking... he liked all of it. Lee then began to slowly loosen them, pulling them outward and sliding them down a bit. Don did not give any indication of rejection so Lee continued. He pulled Don's underwear down off his hips and past his knees, though in his anticipation he did not fully remove them from Don's body, letting them rest on his feet.

Lee let his paws flow over Don's thighs, feeling with his digits and palms around the muscles. Don was a badly out of shape Eelnod, though not to the point of being flabby, though he had a pudgy gut. Lee liked Don the way he was and he loved his friend's abdomen. It made him soft and plush in a way.

He did not go for Don's sex area right away. He wanted to make sure the boy was completely comfortable with his touch. He curled both paws around his knees and continued tickling him all over the thighs, causing Don to quiver and giggle. They both laughed again.

Lee then slowed greatly, nearly stopping all movement. He did not want to become too bland with his simple stoking just to segue into more sexual intimacy, so he decided to proceed with it. He moved one paw to Don's genitals and lightly grazed his shaft with the nails. Don looked down yet was unable to see clearly in the darkness, all of Lee's touching and romantic caressing failed to bring any sexual excitement to him, only a strange kind of love and tranquility, however now the trance had faded somewhat. Don became more aware as he felt Lee grasp his penis and start to stoke him. He became more aware and more excited, no longer affected by his illogical fear and more influenced by romance. It was a virtually foreign feel to him, being stimulated by someone else, and the aroma of Lee's scent and his mind saturated with passion added more spiritual substance to the experience.

As Lee continued to paw his friend off, in a sense, he realized that Don was being fully compliant and this made him very happy. His urge to drool over him was insatiable, though controllable, for his love was at the sake of the ability to regulate his actions. After a few more strokes on Don's cock, he let go when he felt it stiffen very slightly then lowered his paw to his balls.

He began kneading them as he had before only with more veracity, being gentle all the same. He rolled each one along his digits separately, enjoying the feel of the soft, bald flesh of his scrotum. Don's breathing pattern became more sporadic, holding it in for longer and panting slightly. His pulse raised a bit as well, the blood pumping faster as his phallus began to grow from Lee's wonderful touch. It was getting more fast-paced now to him and the transition from the peacefulness to the energetic was thrilling to him. Lee's touching was in no way worried Don as it had before, and he still felt a desire for it and loved every moment of it.

Lee felt Don's cock stiffen more so he released his balls and continued to stroke him, this time gripping the appendage more firmly. Even at the height of his head, he could smell the aroma of Don's sexuality, the scent becoming more saturated in his senses. This only drove him wilder and overtook a bit more of his control. He gripped a bit more, the pace of his stroking remaining unchanged. He could not quite understand why it was taking so long for him to get his friend up all the way. He thought Don might have been a tad more nervous than he thought. However, Don was not nervous; his mind was set on the moment at hand. His libido was simply much more relaxed than that of his easily aroused friend.

Soon, Don's penis had emerged from the furry sheath and widened more. Lee grinned at this, not seeing unfortunately, but feeling the moisture of his friend's natural lubrication as the shaft contacted his thumb. He continued to slide his paw up and down the whole length of it till it had finally come to its full erect size. He slid his digits up and down the slick shaft, circling them around the semi-bulbous head and gripping his entire paw around it. Don moaned in pleasure.

For having a low carnal appetite, his member was quite sensitive and the feel of Lee stimulating the head of his shaft thrilled him. Lee continued rubbing his paw along Don's cock as he leaned in and lightly began to lick his friend's snout and lips. Don did not really respond to that, not parting his mouth for Don nor exchanging his tongue. He was too enthralled in the masturbation he was receiving.

After a few moments, Lee gripped firmly and began to pump his hand up and down at a quicker pace, though remaining relatively controlled. He would not start madly jerking him off at this point and ruin everything. Don continued to pant and moan as Lee set a pace to his pumping, being forceful on the down way and light on the up. Lee would be upset with himself if he wasted Don's first climax on just his hand; he truly desired to use his mouth.

He was not sure if Don would allow it but he was sure going to try. At this point he had let Don's past hesitation slip from his memory, he was so sure by now that Don would allow him to suck on his member. He slowed the pace and became more fluid, gripping more firmly still, and stroked Don a few more times. Then he pushed up against his friend who was still resting some of his weight on him, this coaxed Don to stand on his own so Lee could move around to his front side.

Don gave him a curious look, not sure of what the hell he was up to, but he was sure to enjoy it. Lee chuckled and gave his friend a quick peck on his lips then crouched. He assumed the position of their bodies the night before, Don standing with Lee kneeling in front of him. Lee continued to stoke Don's erection, this time using his digits mostly and not the palm.

Even though he was to attempt to suck Don, he was not simply going to engulf it right away. He still slowly eased his way closer to that goal by applying each element gently. He leaned in, wrapping his arm around Don's thighs and curled his hand around the tail. Then he began to administer his breath on the genitals again, softly breathing against Don's testicles. Don did not give any negative reaction to this, so Lee decided that it was now or never. In his mind, he knew that this was probably going to affect Don in a way that neither of them would like, but Lee wanted badly to taste his friend. Don himself knew what Lee was going to do. It was only a matter of seconds. He was excited for it and desired it.

Lee stuck out his tongue and slid it up the front of Don's cock. Don gasped and shivered in pleasure, his hands grasping into fists as if he were trying to hang on to something. Lee waited for Don to smack him and tell him to stop, but no attack transpired, Don simply stood there and groaned. The first feel of Lee's tongue was invigorating and he loved it. Therefore, Lee proceeded to apply more licking, sliding his tongue up and down the warm shaft and nibbling it with his lips. Don groaned again, obviously enjoying the feel of Lee's mouth a great deal. Lee was enjoying it a great deal too, he had a feeling Don would taste good to him and he was right, although the taste and aroma of his sexual region were virtually analogous.

Lee then repositioned his snout a bit and slid his mouth over half the length of Don's penis. Another groan from his friend's throat told him to continue, so he did. He began to suck on it fully, closing off his mouth around the girth and moving his head up and down on it. Don moaned lowly now, bringing his hand up to his head and grasping his forehead in exasperation and excitement. Lee maneuvered his tongue around the head, then slid it down and sucked some more. Then he brought his hand up to massage the part of his member he did not with his mouth. He then tasted the sweet flavor of Don's pre-come fluid. Although it was not sweet, it was tangy in a way, but to him it was sweet and he loved it. He was in the moment so unconsciously that he did not realize that Don had become anxious again; that Don's hands were pushing his head away.

"Ah! What?" Lee spat the words and the penis from his mouth. He looked up to Don, his friend barely illuminated in the dim light, and then it hit him. Don was scared again, of what, he was not sure, but like countless times before, Don was destroying the moment of love.

"It's just too fuckin' weird man..." Don babbled, slightly out of breath. His heart was racing and he was actually sweating in the cool night air. The heat of passion was obviously greater than the atmosphere. Lee swallowed, having the invigorating taste of Don's seminal fluid on his tongue still and he wiped his mouth. He sighed in disappointment, smirked and shook his head. He could not understand Don's thinking, why he had let him go that far and barely into the act just to stop it.

"Yeah... well I wasn't quite sure if you were gonna actually let me do it this time." He said in a droning tone. He was not upset, disappointed, but not angry in any way. That pattern of Don's was getting old however, him and his half-assed sex sessions. But Lee had gotten farther than ever before tonight, which was his goal from the start: from the start of tonight and from the start his first meeting. "God... Damn it! I was so close!" He said laughing, don laughed too but he had something need done badly.

"Yeah, but I don't want to stop though, I gotta get off man." Lee grinned but was taken aback slightly.

"You want me to jerk you off some more?" He was hoping that Don would agree to it.

"Uh... I think I can get it buddy."

"All right, shut up and get down here," Lee told him, pulling down on Don's arm. Don settled on the grass, leaning back against the wall, and finally decided to remove the underwear wrapped around his ankles. He pulled them over his enlarged feet and tossed them over to his slacks. "Uh, hey Don... would you mind if I jerk off too while I watch you?" He asked, lightly touching his own throbbing, neglected erection.

"Go for it man, why would I care?" Don said, Lee said 'sweet' and began to stroke himself, not at a slow to firm pace but starting quickly right off the bat. Don did not start pawing himself right away, first he decided to watch his friend pull his own pud for a while.

Strangely, he found himself being turned on by seeing Lee masturbate. It must have been Lee's pheromones, for he knew that his instincts had taken control over him tonight. Yet for another reason, he knew that he was attracted to Lee, it was the reoccurring question of whether or not he was in love.

Don rested a hand on the ground and quickly began to stroke himself, with a faster pace as Lee was doing, as he was close to his climax. He was very close, and after a few groaning seconds, he reached orgasm and began to ejaculate. A few, thick globs of his hot sperm shot from his cock and landed on his chest. Then his come began to stream out at a surprising velocity and height, reaching what must have been at least a full twenty centimeters.

At that time Lee too reached his own climax and began ejaculating, he grunted and leaned forward to grab a hold on his friends shoulder as he let his come flow out onto Don's chest. Don did not even flinch at the unexpected shower. He was shooting out too, so his mind was on his own. Lee let go of Don and pressed his fingers into the goo built up on Don's chest and quickly licked it off. He tasted Don's seed for the first time but it was not right, he felt it would have only been legitimate if it had come directly from Don's phallus to his tongue.

When both their seed ceased flowing from their members, Lee collapsed onto the grass, exhausted and semi-drained. The evening went very well for both of them, Don had not been so quickly disturbed by his own love paranoia and Lee had gotten his way in loving him. They both sighed, leaning against the wall and against each other's shoulder. Don fingered the goo settling into his fur, rubbing it between his fingertips.

"Why did you do that? Look at this freakin' mess." He said jokingly, though he was not very pleased with the fact that Lee had just doused him with his semen. The smell was a bit strong and he twitched his nose.

"Well I thought it would look cool." Lee said laughing. He then stood up and helped Don stand as well. "Come on, let's go wash it all off." Don was beginning to feel the liquid on his chest and belly get cold in the air and it was very uncomfortable so he agreed and reached to gather his clothes. Then they both ran through the garden, exiting and heading towards the living building. There was a massive bathing structure on the bottom floor where they could wash themselves in warm water.

"Where you goin'?" Lee asked as he stopped at the fountain, Don looked back to him, "To the bathing room." He replied.

"Well, we can wash up right here in the fountain." Informed Lee, but Don was not inclined to do so.

"Lee, that water's freezing cold, I'm not touching it." Lee laughed and agreed that it would be a tad cold, so they continued on running to the living building. They entered, seeing only a few shadows of eelnods way down at the far end of the hall.

The bathing room was not any different from a normal shower facility with a few pools along the wall. Like the rest of the Facility, it was very plain. There were a few other eelnods in the room, two showering and about four in a single pool. Don and Lee both took a shower and began the water flow. After a few minutes of adjusting the temperature and washing their bodies with soap, they shook off and entered a separate smaller room. Here they got some towels and dried off as best they could.

After this episode, they left the bathing room and began walking down the hall. Lee rotated his upper torso till he heard a popping from his spine then hung his arm around his friend. Don sighed and leaned in to Lee's body, wrapping his arm around his waist. Now that Lee had finally gotten out some of his sexual energy he was much more relaxed and fully able to enjoy his friends company. Now was a rare time when sex was not his immediate goal with Don, now was the time they could be more personal and social.

He did not want to let Don simply go up to his room and his to his own. He wanted to be with him all night, he wanted to use the time to get to know him more, to get into his head and find a way to connect with him more. It had always bothered him how he could never seem to have some of Don's persona figured out. It was as if his friend had multiple personalities. Although most of them were either angry or depressed. There were many reasons for Don's behavior, and whatever they where, Lee was going to figure them out. He had to get Don to stay with him though, he would not allow him to say 'goodnight' then leave.

He realized that because of the events having transpired that Don may be less willing to spend the rest of the night with him. As they moved through the hall, he thought quickly of something that may influence his friend to stay with him.

Damn it, I'm so desperate I'm actually plotting ways to get him to love me! He knew it was wrong, he knew it should not have been the case, but it was Don's fault for not being more open with him.

Lee stopped walking, bringing them both to a halt. Don gave a curious look as Lee turned to him and coaxed him to doing the same by lightly pulling him forward. Lee could not make out his friends' face very well in the darkness but he could see a slight reflection of light on his eyes. He leaned in and softly nuzzled him, rubbing his snout along his. Don smiled and returned the nuzzle, leaning his own head forward and bringing his hands up to Lee's shoulders.

The dark-haired Eelnod began kissing him, light pecks along his jaw and cheek, not a tongue kiss. He felt Don relax in his grip as he set his paws around his thorax and pulled him closer to embrace him. They both sighed, love running through their auras.

"Hey buddy, can I come up to your room tonight?" Whispered Lee, his muzzle was resting on his love's shoulder now. Don in a way wanted him to, but he was not sure if Lee was still craving additional sexual contacts. He was through with lusting for today, it was the last thing on his mind now. Though he found it strange how he could have been so enthralled in Lee's sensual touches before and now be completely over it. Don wanted Lee to come up; he would not do any more sexing though.

"Hmm.... Yeah, I'd like that." He answered after a few moments. Lee grinned and giggled, releasing his friend.

"All right, let's go." They continued along the hall for a ways then up the stairs and more hallway to Dons room. Lee opened it for him and they entered the darkness. Don moved toward the window and opened the curtain, flooding the room with moonlight. He stopped and stared through the glass smiling. It was a gorgeous site to him, the big glowing, white orb against the blackness of space. Lee moved to his side and looked up too. Lee had never found beauty in nature, he did not appreciate the simple things like flowers or clouds or the moon like Don did. Don felt sorry for his friend, although being somewhat of an artist, he did not seem to have a good perspective on things; he did not seem to be very observant of artistic things around him.

Don continued gazing at the moon for a while, Lee gazing into Don's eyes. Their gazes met and Lee moved in to kiss his friend some more, once again nuzzling him with his nose. Don touched Lee's jaw, stroking him slightly. Lee yawned then stretched, pulling Don to his bed where he flopped down. Don then yawned too, stretching widely and groaning.

"Lay down buddy." Lee said as he positioned himself lengthwise on Don's mattress, resting his head on the pillow. Don slowly made his way down and shifted on the bed till he lay close beside his friend, facing upward to view the canvas on the ceiling. Lee moved in closer still, placing a paw upon Don's chest and draping a leg over his. Lee began to stroke him gently the way Don liked. It took a while for them to both relax and settle into the mattress, both of them getting comfortable against each other. Lee considered getting up to put on some music but he then remember that Don did not have a machine to do so.

They were cuddling, Lee still nuzzling him, their muzzles touching and Lee kissing him softly, Don simply laid there absorbing all the attention. Lee's touching, both his claws and the gently pressure of his leg rubbing against his own had put him in the trance he liked. The older eelnod continued to stroke his friend, after a while moving his hand down to his belly then up to his throat, all over to keep one spot from wearing out.

"I like seeing you this happy," Lee whispered into his ear, "you're sad too much." Don sighed.

"What do you mean? I'm like this all the time when I'm with you." He informed.

"Yeah, but that's just with me. You're always grumpy any other time..." Lee moved his paw all the way up to Don's head and began massaging his ears, "and anyway, you're not always like this when we're together."

"Yeah-huh. We do this every time don't we?" His Lee-induced relaxation brought near incoherence to his words, the peaceful environment causing him to mumble.

"Well yes... but even when we hang out I've known you to be either depressed or pissed off at something. It's not healthy; you should try to be more happy."

"I don't know how."

"Well you never tell me what's bothering you. If you did sometimes I would be able to help you."

"Yeah? Well a lot of things bother me." Don immediately regretted saying that, now Lee was becoming more informed of his problems and that would just cause more worry in their world. He would have to twist around his words to make it sound a little less severe.

"Like what? Tell me."

"Well actually, not a lot of things bother me, just...." He trailed off, not saying anything else for a few moments.

"Uh... well tell me one thing that really bothers you, what's a big thing to you?" Don exhaled, indicating irritation. He did not want to talk about his problems, for every time he did he only succeeded in making himself sound stupid or mad. He could never get his words out correctly and they always ended up confusing even himself.

"I don't..." He was afraid of conveying to Lee his inner thoughts. He knew that they would disturb some people, but he knew that many people felt the way he does, "it's hard to explain."

"Come on buddy, try to figure it out." Lee encouraged, Don averted his eyes, pointing his snout completely away from him. He could explain easily, it was not hard to explain as he had said. He just did not want to tell him out right and sound insane. As he thought about how to convey, he realized that Lee might be the only person he would be willing to tell openly. He felt that he could trust Lee a bit, but he felt that he could not trust him a lot, not with all things.

"Well basically..." he would have to keep it simple, and he would not indicate every individual detail of the machinations that brought him inner misery, just the grand scheme of it, "I get so tired of the way everyone, well... I've only known eelnods to do it. But I get tired of the way they're always questioning and analyzing everything they do, and everything everyone else around them does." He paused and tried to get a better train of thought.

"What do you mean? I don't get it. Do you mean how everyone wants to know why you don't go to gatherings or make love? Or how everyone tries to figure out why you're depressed?"

"Yeah, both of those are part of it. But it's more than just that, I don't understand why they feel the need to figure all that stuff out in the first place. Why can't they just leave it alone?"

"I guess it's just too different for them, they can't understand it."

"Exactly, everyone is so fucking stupid, they can't just let things alone, like they've got nothing better to do than irritate everyone else with their mindless rambling...." He shook his head, sighing. Lee was trying to analyze the things Don was saying: he was sick of people questioning his choices; he wanted people to leave it alone and not bother it. There must have been more, he could see that Don was still thinking.

"Well, eelnods are stubborn. You know that, not all of them, but the majority, and that does kind of get irritating I guess."

"I know, I just don't want to hear it anymore, I just wish that everyone would shut up. I don't want them to wonder about me and I don't want to have to wonder about them."

"Well-"

"And another thing is that I'm sick of going through each day of my life one by one like I do. I mean... I know I can't go two by two or anything, that's not what I meant. I'm tired of the monotony, everything is so boring to me now, I don't like sessions anymore, I don't even like the garden anymore...." Lee was somewhat concerned about the last phrase his friend spoke. If Don were sick of his life then that meant he might be considering leaving their Facility, but in the custom of Facilities, he would not be able to until he was at least twenty-four.

"Well do you wanna leave or something?" Lee asked, moving his hand back down to his friend's chest.

"No... There's nowhere I'd rather be than here. I just don't..." he sighed heavily, groaning, "I just don't wanna do it anymore. I wish it would all just stop." Lee stopped petting him and thought for a moment, it sounded like Don wished everything around him would change or something.

"Don, I don't know... I'm not sure what you mean, do you want something different going on? Would you rather be in a real school or something?"

"No, I just do want to do anything. I don't feel like living anymore." He found it profound to tell someone finally, he felt that he had done it fairly well too. However, Lee was astonished by what his love had said. That he wanted to stop living.

"What? You wanna die?" He was hoping Don would say 'no, what I meant was...'.

"Well...." He stared up at the ceiling motionless.

"Well what? You can't just die you know?"

"I know that, that's why you have to take it into your own hands."

"What? And kill yourself?" Lee asked loudly, Don flinching at the volume of his question. He looked over into his eyes, scooting his body away from him slightly. He had a feeling that Lee would react in that negative way but he was hoping he would not let it bother him.

"You asked and I told you. That's what is bothering me all the time." He said firmly.

"Well the solution isn't to kill yourself buddy." Lee said sympathetically, Don was disappointed with his tone. He rolled his eyes, not caring about the sympathy talk about what's wrong and right, he knew what was wrong and what was right. His mind was set on his own belief and he would be damned if he would let someone change it.

"Who's to say that it isn't the solution? If I want to live or die, I should have total control over that, it's my life and my body, there's nothing I have more monopoly over. And it truly isn't an issue of suicide; it's merely a tendency and energy toward chaos, or the cessation of life." Lee was more and more astounded by the explanation.

"But Don, freakin'-A, you can't just throw it all away because it's boring, that's a last decision thing. You can change everything around, but you can't undo a suicide!"

"I wouldn't want to undo it, that's what I...." He stopped suddenly, realizing that Lee was distressed and they were arguing. He felt like strangling himself for having conveyed the news, and although he knew it would have come this, for some reason he wanted to tell it, he wanted to spill his heart to Lee. But it did not turn out the way he would have wanted, Lee should have been more understanding, less constricting. Don viewed Lee's reaction like something any other eelnod would have done. He was acting out with the stupidity that he hated so much.

"Geez Don, you're freakin' me out." Lee said quietly and Don had become upset. For every reason, his mood had turned drastically from utter happiness to being vexed. He sat up and turned to hang his legs off the edge. He was fumed at himself for telling. No, he should not have been that upset, it was not as if Lee had said anything bad to him. Lee had said nothing in fact, he merely expressed concern. Lee sat up confused and dumbfounded, seeing all to clear how upset his friend was. He was glad Don had told him what was bothering him, yet also wishing he had not.

However, if Don had never come out with his feelings, it would have kept building till he tore their friendship apart. He thought for a moment how odd it was to know now what Don had been thinking about all the times he had been so intimate with him.

This was one thing that Don found failure in with his goal: if he were dead, Lee and Mary would have one less friend. Lee would become bereft at that kind of loss. Don knew it. Mary would just be shocked, and no one else would care. He groaned and rubbed his eyes, being somewhat sleepy, albeit frustrated. That was not the stuff he wanted to think about now. He wanted no part of this death-speak tonight after everything he and Lee had been through earlier. He felt embarrassed and selfish for having said all of it. In all his machinations, he had concluded that more worry and annoyance were the last things he wanted to cause anyone with his problems. Lee shifted himself next to Don and tried to put his arm around him however, Don twitched and shied away from his touch.

"Lee, just don't, all right?" He said harshly, once again surprising and upsetting his friend. Don's mind was not in the thread of this time and he was not aware of the negative treatment he was giving out. Lee shook his head and stood up.

"Damn it Don!" He said, hoping to get Don to realize how immature he was acting.

"What!" He spat, glaring at Lee with narrowed eyes. Lee frowned and stepped back, somewhat alarmed by the look Don was giving him. Don seemed ready to stand up and punch his friend in the face. His love's hands were clenched and he was scowling. Lee said nothing, Don said nothing, and there was nothing to be said. Don sighed and lowered his head to stare at the floor, stare at his feet, his eyes drifted to stare at Lee's feet.

Lee was lost for words, and he was lost for any actions. He was not sure if he should just leave or stay, maybe like last time if he stayed long enough Don would calm down and be willing to communicate. Lee stood there for minutes, feeling like a fool for not doing anything and not saying anything. Now he finally found out what was bothering his love all this time. Everyone, everything and pretty much life in general.

The general stupidity of people and his choice of lifestyle via living at the Facility were apparently the main points. But Lee did not understand why such insubstantial things bothered his young friend so much. Sure, he found the stupid things his fellow eelnods did and said very annoying, and yes, sometimes life got boring and monotonous... But everyone else deals with it, Lee wondered if Don were mentally ill.

Don's mind was focused on one thing: the love he and Lee shared. Once again, he came to wonder if he should accept Lee and forget about his wish for death. If love were in the picture, he would become less concerned with the monotony, boredom and stupidity that plagued him. Lee could provide just enough comfort to leverage him into happiness everyday--maybe not everyday--and give him something to do, someone other than himself to worry about. He wondered if drama in his life were the true solution. He shook his head, realizing that he was thinking of a reason to exchange death. He did not want to change his mind, and he needed sleep. He yawned and slowly stood.

"I'm really tired, I'm going to bed." He told Lee, not looking into his face. Lee frowned again, not wanting to leave his depressed friend with suicidal thoughts. He was a bit angry with him for the way he was acting and wanted to slap sense into him, hug him and love on him. He could see that Don did not want him to stay so he sighed.

"All right, I... I'll see you later then?" He asked. Don nodded.

"Yeah, tomorrow."

Lee forced himself to move towards the door and open it. Don watched his silhouette from the faint light of the hall, Lee stopped for a few moments, looking back to him. He was afraid that Don would try to fulfill his wish tonight. He pictured Don jumping out the window and crashing to the ground far below... he did not want that in his head though. He wanted to say something to let Don know that he only cared about him and loved him, that he would be on his mind the whole night.

"Goodnight buddy... I love you." He said and closed the door after fully exiting the room. He immediately felt himself close to weeping, but he did not. He began walking, knowing that Don was not going to change his mind. The thought of Don opening the door and saying wait...' didn't even cross his mind. Don considered running through the door and stopping his friend from leaving, but he decided against it. He was too sleepy, so he flopped down on his bed and tried to relax into sleep. He came close to weeping but did not.