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Starting is never easy. At least that is what I (the author) thinks. If the truth is what I am thinking or if it is a matter of perception is not up to me to decide. But it's up to you.
It's also up to you if this story is popular or not, or if the reader thinks it's good.
Starting is never easy. A very important message regarding this story and it's characters.
It's characters are important for the story, but actually, it's more important what they do and feel and not just their existence. You are probably thinking "and when does the story start?" right now. And you have every right to ask yourself and me that question.
This story centers around two male anthropomorphic wolves starting a relationship. Now you've certainly heard that one before.
That's why this story will not be told in a linear fashion, but in a more montage-like way, meaning certain events in the story will be cut off during the scene and will overflow into
the characters' interiors or things that are totally different from what should be going on, it's mostly centered around things that go off in their heads and not in the places.
You have been warned.
Warnings prevail in the world of today. Warnings are plastered over cities, their walls, the mouths of their people, their heads.
Warnings can go off in our heads, mostly they are unspoken totally and only present in mind. Bennett had warnings in his head. Warnings that told him not to start a relationship after his last one ended so terribly (how and why is not relevant).
But when Valentine (or Val for short) stood before him, all warnings started to dissolve in his mind.
He met Val at the birthday party of his boss. The party was a boring disaster.
Val was there form the beginning and Bennett actually started to talk to him out of boredom, not out of interest at first. It turned out Val was a writer for the local newspaper.
Bennett works at the city's largest postal office, Bennett, a strong, grey wolf with a tender, shy and sensitive attitude. Val, a red, smaller wolf, intelligent, headstrong and honest.
They left the party early and went to the nearest bar. After some drinks, Bennett began to wonder if Val could possibly be his boyfriend, only possibly, because he wasn't seeking, of that he was quite (but only quite) sure.
Val sure had an attractive and sexy body, he thought and he's smart, he thought, and he's kinda cute and he knows what he wants.
Bennett was thinking about it and every time he thought about it he just thought Well; I'm not seeking a new boyfriend, but if I would, I'd surely take him. He was thinking the same thing over and over again and then he thought (why hadn't he thought of that before, keep in mind how important it is!) if Val is gay.
He hadn't thought of that yet. Why hadn't he thought of that first?
Why? Why? Was it the alcohol? No. What was it then? Did he take it for granted that every guy he likes has to be gay?
All thoughts like that vanished when Val asked him "Should we go to my place or your place?".
Bennett was happy. Val actually wanted to sleep with him! But wait, didn't he say or think or maybe both ( he couldn't remember correctly) that he didn't want a new relationship?
But he asked him. What was he to do? And besides, Val was good-looking, smart, head-strong, sexy and cute.
Why not use the occasion now? And besides, Val was good-looking, smart.....
They went to Val's place. On the way to the apartment, which was some time to walk, they talked and talked and talked a lot.
About past relationships, Bennett talking mostly about that theme, about things they like and about literature, Val talking mostly on that subject.
Bennett was a good listener for Val, he carefully listened to every word the younger wolf said to him to not miss a single thing that he talks with him.
When Val stopped talking, Bennett stopped walking. What's the matter, Bennett? he asked. Bennett looked at him and took him to the side of the road and kissed him
violently on the mouth an neck.
How good it felt to feel that warm fur on his lips.
How good it felt to feel this warm mouth on his fur.
Bennett touched Val's thigh and rubbed it softly, then the parted their lips and went straight to Val's apartment. This is the point where where my little story started at the beginning, you remember the part with the warnings, that's where we are now.
Vals' Room. A nice little room with a medium-sized bed, window and....irrelevant.
Bennett hugged Val and kissed him again, but this time, he was undressing himself while kissing Val. Val called out Bennett's name in ectasy, while Bennett undressed him from behind.
Val got on the bed. In position for Bennett.
Bennett....there's one more thing I have to tell you, Val said. Yeah? Bennett asked I'm a virgin. Please be gentle, okay? Sure. he said before he touched Val's belly and rubbed it softly, the same with his thigh, his paw moving over to Val's behind and then letting go.
Val, took a glance at Bennett's fully erect member before it started.
Definitely very big, he thought.
Definitely VERY big, he thought.
It hurt. Bennett was gentle, but it still hurt. But it also felt good. Val felt his own member growing to his fully erect size.
His thrusts gentle and loving pierced Val as of now untouched tailhole.
What if he ties us, Val thought. Will that hurt or will it feel good he thought.
He felt Bennett grabbing his member and massaging it slowly.
You like that? he asked, You like that?
Yes I do, Val answered. Yes I do.
Bennett pushed deeper and deeper into his fragile partner, widening his anus with every movement.
Val felt his semen moving to his cock.
Val thought of Bennett as his boyfriend already.
Val thought of moving in with him and greeting with a kiss him when he comes home from work.
Val thought, maybe he thought the same thing.
Bennett thought, maybe he thought the same thing. I love him.
I Love you! he exclaimed at his climax.
I Love you! he exclaimed at his climax.
Then Bennett fell on Val. He was so exhausted.
Bennett kissed him on the neck while he tied with him.
I'll give you my phone number, Val said to him.
Please. Bennett said.
The next day.
Val was writing his new article for the newspaper when he got a call.
It was Bennett (of course, who else, if it wouldn't be him, it would make no relevance to the story at all).
"I want to see you again. Today. Or as soon as possible."
"Today? That sounds great."
"Cool? Where should we meet?"
"Your place this time. I'm coming to dinner, okay?"
"Okay."
"And I'm also coming for something different."
Bennett laughed. He actually got that one on coming for something different.
Eight o'clock seemed fine.
Warnings can be useless. At least some.