First Encounter, Final Search
**This story is dedicated to the one who brought me out of a lonely depression that surely would have hardened my heart. His name is Karl, and I love him. I hope that he understands how close I came to never loving again, and cherishes the fact that he is the one who softened my heart. Thank you Karl, for loving me and letting me love you.**
First Encounter, Final Search
by: Donald "Donny" Moore
After Matt died, Deyna never felt like he belonged for several reasons. He was a German otter, he liked Classical music and he was bi. He stayed secluded for many years, avoiding public confrontations and social gatherings. When he finally did emerge from his holt, he was glad that he did.
It started on a normal saturday evening. Deyna stood in front of The Fur Station, a local gay bar. He shifted his weight from one paw to the next, gripping the book close to his chest. This was a big step for him. Ever since his mate died, he shut out the world, letting the pain build up. He shook his head and turned to go back home when he saw the most beautiful wolf walk into the bar. Strange, did he wink at me? Deyna thought. Summoning all of his courage he walked in.
Merely walking in, his senses were overloaded. Smells of booze, cigars, cigarettes and, was it, yes it was weed. Not to mention the musky scents of the cute males surrounding him. He walked to the bar and ordered a glass of Sherry. When he sat down in a booth, he saw the wolf again. He was on the dance floor busting a move. He had strange coloring for a wolf. Golden fur with spots. He wore a mesh shirt, cargo pants and a red bandana around his head. Deyna couldn't help but stare at this remarkable lupine. How his body moved so fluidly, like he was water given form.
Deyna shook his head and snapped back to reality. That wolf wouldn't talk to him. He was too handsome and Deyna knew that he was pretty much plain compared to the other peices of meat surrounding him. He opened his book and got lost in the world of philosophy. After a while of reading somefur placed his drink across from Deyna. He sighed and said, "Exscuse me, but I'm not..." He looked up and saw the wolf. His mouth gaped open and he lost his ability to speak in coherent English. The wolf sat down and said, "You're not what?"
"I'm.....uh, not expecting anyone. Have a seat!"
The wolf smiled and looked at the book. "What'cha reading?"
"Uh...the works of Plato."
"Oooh, a philisophical fur, huh?"
Deyna blushed. "Yeah, I like his thoughts."
The wolf got up and sat next to Deyna. "I'm not familiar with his work." He pointed to a passage. "What's this?"
"The last words he said."
"'If my sons turn out like you, kill them so they won't have to go through life as shallow minded imbeciles.' What does that mean?"
"Plato was a free spirit. He thought outside the box. And since he lived in a time where everyone was told to think the same, he was forced to make a decision. When he was called before the council, he was offered to choose their way or his. If he was to choose their way, he was to drink wine. If he chose his ways, he was to drink poison. Life or death."
The wolf inched closer until his hip was against Deyna's. "What did he choose?"
Deyna swallowed and cleared his throat. "He chose death."
The wolf held out his paw. "I'm Gareth. Gareth Spotfur." Deyna took his paw and shook it. "Deyna Otter. Pleased to meet you."
"Likewise. So what else do you read?"
"Whitman, Poe, Shakespeare, all of those guys. And Nora Roberts, Jude Deveraux and Fern Michaels."
Gareth moved his muzzle closer to Deyna's. "You like romance novels?"
Deyna felt the back of his neck get damp with sweat. He could also smell Gareth's musky arousal. "Uh....um, yeah. Do you?"
"I prefer to make my own stories." He leaned in, and kissed Deyna square on the lips. Deyna felt his heart beat faster and faster in his chest. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the loving kiss of this beautiful wolf. When Gareth broke it, Deyna opened his eyes and smiled. "I haven't been kissed like that for three years."
"Oh? Then you probably haven't felt this in three years either." He reached under the table and grabbed Deyna's crotch. Deyna squeeked and blushed. He shook his head. "No, haven't felt that either." Gareth wrapped an arm around Deyna and whispered in his ear. "Wanna go someplace less noisy?"
Deyna smiled and said, "Sure, how about my place?"
Ten minutes later, the two furs were in Deyna's little apartment, which he liked to call his holt. Deyna shed his jacket and placed it on the ottoman in the foyer. Gareth looked around and smiled. "Oriental Modern. It suits you."
"Would you like a drink? I have Chardonnay, Sherry, beer, anything you want."
"A glass of Sherry would be wonderful." Gareth replied as he sat on the love seat. When Deyna came out with two glasses of the fine wine, he sat next to Gareth and smiled. "So what do you do for a living?"
"I write. You?"
"I'm an assisstant at a local Tae Kwon Do dojo. I've always wanted to act though."
Gareth placed his paw on Deyna's thigh and moved his muzzle closer to Deyna's. "What kind of acting? Shakespearean, theatre?"
Deyna blushed slightly and placed his paw along side Gareth's muzzle. "Adult."
Gareth suddenly noticed how restricting his pants felt. He leaned into Deyna's face and kissed him hard. His paw suddenly moved up Deyna's thigh, up to his hip, then his stomach, and then stopped at his chest. "Shall I continue?"
Deyna moaned softly and nodded, wrapping his arms around Gareth's waist. As they kissed again, Deyna felt his maleness come to life and throbbing painfully against his jeans. He closed his eyes and ran his paws up and down Gareth's side. He broke the kiss and said one word. "Bedroom."
The two got up and Deyna led Gareth to his room. As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Deyna clawed at Gareth. He had been pent up too long. He had shut the world out, which isn't what Matt wanted him to do. He wanted him to love again. And in all truth, Deyna wanted to yiff this hot wolf until he fainted.
Gareth pulled his mesh shirt off and threw it to the ground. Deyna ran his paws along Gareth's stomach, and then ran them up to his nipples giving them a little squeeze. Gareth grabbed Deyna's T-shirt and pulled it up and over his head. Then he unbottoned Deyna's jeans while Deyna unbottoned his cargo pants. Soon both were in they're underwear. Deyna laid on his bed and ran a paw along his chest and stomach, letting his musk fill the room. Gareth kneeled on top of him and pulled Deyna's underwear down.
No wonder he wanted to go into the fur flick business. His schlong was seven inches long and two and a half inches wide! He closed his paw around the piece of otter meat and stroked it slowly. He was rewarded by Deyna's moan and a shot of pre-cum. He licked Deyna's neck, then his shoulder, and continued working downward until his muzzle was right over his cock. He took it into his mouth and Deyna moaned.
Gareth then pulled his head back, running his tongue along the underside of Deyna's maleness. Bobbing his head back and forth, the golden wolf worked hard at pleasuring this cute otter. With one last thrust and lick, Deyna gasped and barked loudly as he came. It was like a dam broke, there so much cum. Deyna grabbed the wolf's ears and thrusted in and out, releasing his emotions. All the pain, hatred and sorrow he had felt for three years melting away into happiness and ecstasy. With one last spurt, he fell back onto the bed, eyes glazed over like christmas hams. When his vision cleared, he looked at Gareth and gasped. The poor wolf's face and muzzle was covered with his seed. "All that came from me? My balls are probably the size of raisens now, right?"
Gareth licked his muzzle with his long lupine tongue, and smiled. "Nope. And, yes all this came from you." He licked between his pads and smiled. "You taste good. Real gooey too, just the way i like it." Deyna got up and opened his side drawer. He pulled out lube and a condom. "You ready for some real fun?" He pulled Gareth's briefs down and rolled the condom onto his hard cock. Then he rubbed lube all over his asshole and over Gareth's meat. He kneeld over on the bed and lifted his tail high.
Gareth stared at the otter's tailhole. He sniffed at it and licked it lightly, causing Deyna to shudder. "What are you waiting for? An engraved invitation?" Gareth snapped back to reality and pressed his rock hard cock at Deyna's back door. He slowly worked his head in, causing Deyna to growl and churrup, pain givivng away to pleasure. Slowly but surely Gareth pushed himself into Deyna. He paused and gasped. "Oh gods, Deyna, you're so tight and hot!" Deyna moaned at the feeling of Gareth's hardness in him.
Gareth pulled back until just his head was in Deyna, and then thrusted hard into him. Deyna moaned hard and pushed back. Gareth pulled back and thrusted even harder and faster, in and out, sawing at Deyna's tight hole. Deyna matched his rythym and pushed back as he came in. Gareth leaned over Deyna's back and licked at his neck. Deyna lifted his head up and moaned real hard. It felt so good, to be so full. Gareth's tongue lolled out on the side of his muzzle, his head going light as his climax approached. "I'm...urf...gonna...c....cuuu.....CUM!" Deyna lifted his head and whispered into his ear. "Cum in me. I want to be full of your essence. Make me your bitch!" Gareth snarled and bit Deyna's neck. Deyna barked loudly and squeezed his sphincter. That did it. Gareth howled to the moon as he came, filling Deyna with his hot sperm. He wanted to do more. He wanted to be tied to the otter. "I'm gonna push my knot in, so we'll be stuck together for a while." Deyna smiled and said, "What's the downside?" Gareth smiled, pushed in hard as he could and squeezed his knot into Deyna. They feel to the bed and he wrapped his arms around the sexy otter, licking at his neck and shoulders. Deyna sighed and reached for the blanket on the floor, pulling it up and over them. "Oh man, Gareth, that felt great." He felt him kiss his cheek. Then Gareth whispered, "Mind if I stay the night." Deyna closed his eyes and whispered, "You can stay forever." And with those words, the two furs feel asleep, only to meet each other in the dreamworld.
***Epilogue***
A few months later, (and many dates later) Deyna woke up and turned over. He stared at the sleeping wolf next to him, and smiled. He reached up and grabbed a box from the shelf over his headboard. He put it under the pillow and moved his muzzle closer to Gareth's. "Mon cher, c'est le heure pour vous lever." The wolf opened his eyes and licked Deyna's nose. "Lemme guess... 'My sweetheart, it's time for you to wake' right?" Deyna smiled and nodded. "I see those French lessons are paying off. C'mon, we better get up." He rose and smiled, knowing that Gareth would make the bed. He started counting backwards in his head, 5...4...3... 2... 1.. "Oh my goodness!" He turned around and smiled as Gareth held the open box in his paw. "Does this mean what I think it means? That you want me to be your mate?"
Deyna kneeled in front of Gareth and took his other paw. "Darling, I love you. Ever since we met, I felt something. It took me a while to realise what it was. You have accepted me into your life, your home and your heart. Please, be my mate, be my lover forever."
Gareth looked at the otter whom he loved greatly and smiled. "Yes. I will be your mate, my love." The otter squealed and hugged the wolf's legs. Then he jumped up and kissed him. "I love you, I love you, I love you!"
The couple fell back onto the bed, but didn't sleep. In fact they never left the bed. And up in the heavens a single star winked at the coming dawn, looking over the lovers for the rest of their days.
Deyna T. Otter (c) Donald Moore
Gareth Spotfur (c) Karl Wallace