Me Too...
Hello, this is my very first attempt at a yiff story, i hope to write more. most of my stories arent yiffy. so enjoy... >^.^<
--DarkWolfie
The ending credits rolled by, and Rik got up and pressed stop on the VCR. And he turned to his best friend, Ryan. "So what do you wanna do now?"
Ryan shrugged and yawed, and he swished his feline tail behind him as he sat in his boxers on Rik's bed cross-legged. He laid back and propped himself up on his elbows, "I don't know, what do you want to do?"
Rik laughed and lay down next to his friend, as he drooped his fluffy raccoon tail, "I'm so tired..." then he trailed off as he yawned, then he giggled and wrapped his half naked body in his blanket, "and horny." They both laughed.
They were really good friends, they had known each other since they were in second grade. Now they were sophomores in high school, and they were kind of each other's only friends, they had a few other friends, but none of which were as close as they were to each other. They had been picked on so much through the years. They were both pretty skinny and they dressed kind of weird. They both dressed in more of a punk fashion. They always went out of their way to defy labels. Most of their clothing consisted of black and they both wore a lot of jewelry, and a lot of their clothing was ripped and ragged. They liked the way they were, they never considered them selves punk, they just dressed how they wanted to and listened to any music that sounded good to them, which was mostly punk music. They were individuals.
They were picked on all the time at school, just as it has been for years before, though know they had other friends to defend them. Not that they needed it much, they detested fighting so when they feel that a fight is coming on, they just walk away.
They have always been called gay, and it was probably because they were always around each other and neither one had ever had or wanted a girlfriend, they always just told each other that they were happy because they had each other.
Now they lay on Rik's bed looking at each other laughing and talking about the newest punk album to come out and how good it was, and they spoke about their favorite bands and favorite movies. And they recited lines from all the older movies; that most punk bands would take lines from. And they giggled silently wrapped in the darkness of the room, with only moonlight pouring through the dark blinds.
Rik began to blush as he looked at his best friend, glowing in the dim blue moonlight. He began to get closer to Ryan as he began to asphyxiate on the words that tried to push their way out of his muzzle. He began to blush as he made a face like he had to say something but he couldn't bring himself to say it. So he just lowered his head and a melancholic expression materialized on his lithe face.
Then Ryan noticed that Rik had gotten much closer and now had a somber expression on his face. "Dude, are you ok?" he put a paw on Rik's shoulder, and asked, "What's wrong? Did I say something?"
Rik looked up, dreary eyed, at his friend, "Oh, nothing, never mind." Then with a sigh he laid flat on his bed and stared up at the dark ceiling
Then Ryan laughed and said, "Oh, yeah, that worked nicely. I see right through that half assed attempt at diverting me from trying to get at what is eating you." Then he got closer, "What's wrong?" he looked more concerned, "You've been acting kinda weird lately. Please tell me what's wrong, I won't laugh or anything, if that's what you're afraid of."
Rik glanced at Ryan and he felt his heart melt, he wanted to tell him so bad, but he couldn't bring himself to. How could he tell his best friend that he was in love with him? He had loved him ever since the first moment they met back in second grade. They had always told each other that they loved one another, but they always just meant it as friends, until recently. Rik realized that his love for his friend transcended simple friendship. He looked into Ryan's glowing feline eyes, as Ryan stared at the love struck raccoon's masked face. Rik's eyes weren't too visible as they were lost in the jet black fur around his eyes melding with the darkness of the room, only a single glint of moonlight shinned in his eyes. Rick thought back to the time when they first met, all those years ago.
A skinny raccoon walked alone through the classroom door and sat in his chair; a nametag was taped to his desk. On it read: 'Rik Serin'. He hung his little backpack on the back of his chair, and he took off his sweater jacket and hung it on the seat too.
Class was just starting and all the kids were pouring in through the doors on either side of the room, laughing and wagging their tails, and still excited from being out side with all their friends, which was something Rik new almost nothing of. He was almost always the first one in the classroom, for he had nowhere else to go, he had no friends so he just hung out alone to the side of the door to his class reading.
He slumped down in his chair, and tried to disappear best he could, he always got stared at, because he wore a lot of black and had long headfur. He saw nothing wrong with it, but none of the other boys had long headfur like him. The gawks and stares bombarded him, and the snide remarks cut him deeply. Then a good thirty minutes later, the bell rang for recess, and he somberly walked out of the class, and he walked out to the lunch area and sat at a table and began to read again.
Then he glanced up and another kid was walking up to him, a calico cat with a lithe figure and clothing of darker colors. Shorts and a t-shirt, he was bare pawed as most furs never wore shoes, unless necessary.
Rik began to get nervous as he looked back to his book, and tapped his bare paws on the cement. Then the cat came up to him, and he new he had stopped right next to him, he had heard the cat's paws padding along the cement then stopped at his right. The cat glanced at the book that Rik was reading, and then he smiled and said, with innocent enthusiasm, "Hiya, what's up?"
Rik jumped as the cat spoke in a loud voice, with a huge smile on his face. Then Rik looked timidly at the cat, and squeaked out a few words, "Umm...hi, why are you being so nice to me?" he said confused that a fur was actually being civil with him.
Then the little cat sat next to him, "Why shouldn't I be?" he said with a smile, "Hi, my name is Ryan, what's yours?"
Rik stumbled over his words, "Umm... Rik." He giggled, and put his book down.
"So want to be my friend, I don't have any other friends. And by the looks of it, you don't either. Hehe. Wanna hang out after school." Ryan spoke without taking a breath, each word melded into the other.
Rick laughed at the speed in which the kitten was speaking, "Sure, just meet me at room 5." Then the bell rang and they both went off to their different classes.
They both sat there in their separate classes awaiting the ending bell, and when it rang they both sprung from their seats, and gathered their stuff and ran out of the class. Rik waited for Ryan in front of his class, and just as Ryan said, he was there. And they walked to Rik's house and played video games, and wrestled as little kids do, and they play fought with pretend guns. And later on as they were playing video games, they both smiled secretly as they realized they both finally had a friend. And they were friends ever since.
Rik lie there now wrapped in his blanket staring at his long time best friend, wanting to kiss him and hold him in his arms, and tell him how much he loved him. He couldn't tell him though.
Then Ryan said, with a giggle and an evil grin, "Ok, fine if you wont tell me, then I'll find a way to get it out of you." Then he pounced the raccoon and began to tickle his sides.
Rik pleaded for Ryan to get off him, then he used all his might to push Ryan off, "Hey, ok, ok... I'll stop. But please stop this shit, and freaking tell me what's wrong. I hate seeing you so sad." Ryan sat there hoping that Rik will tell him what is wrong.
Rik felt his eyes begin to burn with sorrow, and he squeezed his eyes tightly, trying to fight back his tears. Though a tear got past his eyelashes and ran down his cheek. His heart began to sink farther.
"Rik, you're crying. Ok, that's it. Fucking tell me what is wrong." Ryan said as he spoke a bit more forcefully, as he was almost starting to cry himself; he hated seeing Rik like that. Then Rik got closer to Ryan and grabbed him and pulled him into a warm tight hug.
Ryan was confused, "Hey, what, what are you doing?" They hugged all the time, but never this passionately. He began to blush as he began to realize what was eating at his best friend.
Then Rik looked up at Ryan with blurry eyes, which shined like diamonds in the blue moonlight. "Ryan, I love you. I've loved you for the longest time, not just as a friend. I've wanted to tell you every minute of ever moment we are together how much I love you. I didn't though, for I didn't know how you would react." He began to sob as he hugged Ryan's warm body closer to his.
Ryan was speechless; he just wrapped his arms around the sobbing raccoon, and whispered in his ear, "I love you too." Which were the only words he could think to say.
Then Rik began to cry harder, but this time out of happiness. As Ryan kissed him on the cheek, Rik said, "I've loved you forever, I just never realized how much, until... umm...I realized I was gay." Then he blushed.
Ryan leaned in and kissed Rik deeply, and then whispered in his ear, as he giggled, "Hehe, me too."
Rik got closer to Ryan and stared deeply into his glowing cat eyes, and whispered, "God, you are beautiful. I've dreamt of this moment for the longest time. Nothing could be more wonderful than this." Then he leaned in as he slowly closed his eyes and his lips grew closer to Ryan's. And just before their lips touched, he whispered, "I love you." Then their lips met, and they fell back on to the pillows. They just lay there kissing in the dim moonlight that filtered into Rik's room through the blinds.
Rik parted his lips and slid his warm tongue into Ryan's muzzle. Ryan purred in pleasure as he slid his rough feline tongue deep into the raccoon's muzzle. Rik murred in pleasure, and he began to caress the feline's soft chest fur. And he began to grow hard in his shorts, as he felt Ryan's member begin to harden in his soft boxers. And as their two hard cocks rubbed against each other, they shivered in pleasure and they began to blush, so he pulled away and hid under the blanket to hide his full erection that was now tenting his boxers.
Ryan became confused, "What's wrong? I thought this is what you wanted?" Then Ryan looked at where Rik was holding the blanked. And he raised an eyebrow, and giggled.
Rik blushed more, "What... why are you giggling?" he said as he began to smile and giggled along with Ryan, "I'm just a bit shy." He said as he looked down at himself as he slowly lifted the blanked off him and revealed his erection that was poking through the whole in his boxers. And he began to blush more.
Then Rik gently placed both paws on Ryan's chest and began to kiss him again and again as they lightly fell back on the pillows. And Ryan reached into Rik's boxers and pulled them down and Rik kicked them off his feet, as Rik did the same to Ryan and he kicked them off. "I love you" Rik said again to the feline and Ryan said it back. And they kissed some more.
Rik could feel his hard member touching Ryan's, and it sent tingles of pleasure through out his whole body. His heart was pounding as he thought of what was happening, he was finally in the arms of Ryan, kissing him, and he was naked.
He could feel his cock pulsate with pleasure, he felt as though one touch could set him off. Then without warning Ryan took hold of his pulsing shaft, and began to stroke it up and down. Rik felt as though he was swimming, the world blurred around him as he felt Ryan's soft paw around his cock. And he began to pant as he grew close to orgasm. He could feel his rock hard member pulsate and begin to pre-cum.
Then Ryan did something that made Rik's head spin. He grabbed both his and Rik's cocks, and stroked them up and down together and then he grabbed their balls and fondled them. Then both Rik and Ryan cummed, shooting long ropes of hot cum all over there chests and bellies, and some dripped off onto the white sheets.
They both lay there panting and Ryan licked his paw clean. Then Rik grabbed his towel, it was a white towel that he used when he pawed off, and he wiped up all the semen and threw the towel to the floor somewhere.
He just lay there in Ryan's warm arms, and licked Ryan's cheek, "Ryan?" he said with a smile.
"Yes, Rik?" he said back with a bigger smile.
"I'm finally happy." Rik said with a giggle.
Then Ryan snuggled up to Rik, and drifted off to sleep, though just before he fell to sleep, he said, "Me too." Then they both smiled and kissed each other, and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, lost in the bliss and warmth of their bodies.