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The Quiet One By: Remo H. Blockade

Edited By Silverback Christianpaw

He awoke, the opening of his eyes causing his head to throb with each thud of his heartbeat. He squinted at the bright sunlight that seemed to be blaring into his brain like a high powered laser beam. He rolls over, his head pounding even harder as he slowly sat up, the sour bile rising in the back of his throat. He doesn't remember drinking last night but by the way his head was pounding, that's what it had to be. At that point he got a good look at the room. He gasps, hopping back up onto the bed, despite his throbbing melon. His eyes grew wide at the realization that he had no idea where he was, "Good god, what have I done and who did I go home with last night? " he thought. He slowly steps onto the floor and gingerly walks onto the dark blue carpet, sweeping his mop of red hair out of his eyes. He swooned and wobbled on his feet, reaching out to steady himself on the wall, almost knocking off the bedside lamp in the process. His black and white fur mussed on the side he had been sleeping on. He walks into the hallway looking around and dragging his paw along the wall trying to keep his tongue from sticking to the top of his extremely parched mouth. He made his way down the hallway dressed in nothing but a sagging pair of socks. He rubs his eyes passing the small bathroom and walking into the messy kitchen. He reaches up into random cabinet searching for a clean glass to drink out of. Finally he finds one on the left side of the sink and twists on the faucet handle. He fills his glass, drinking eagerly; the water running down his chin and onto his bare chest. He put the glass down and braces himself on the counter and pants hard, wiping his forearm across his mouth. Struck with the sudden urge to pee he made his way back up the hall to the small bathroom and positioned himself near the toilet, afraid that in his current state he would miss and get piss all over the seat. He did his business and on the way out he found his work shirt on the floor next to the door. He ran his thumb over the name tag pinned to his breast pocket. The name "David" was engraved in the white plastic. He pulled the shirt on over his skinny frame and made his way back to the kitchen once again. He wonders where he was and where the person he had come home with had gone. Considering that he was missing his clothes, he figured he had had some fun with whomever it was. His belly was rumbling loud, he looks at the refrigerator longingly and opens the door. The light burning bright and his tummy groaned. There was a couple of tortillas, some hot dogs, jam, spoiled milk, green olives, a dirty sock, a rotten apple, a dry and crispy ribbed pickle stuck to the wall, and a full stick of butter. He reaches down and opens one of the bins on the lower shelf and pulls out a full drawer of ripe peaches. His eyes glittered as he reached into the drawer, the rotten apple rolled off of the shelf and made a wet splat on the tile floor. He curses to himself and he pull his paw out of the drawer. Just as he bends down to pick it up he hears keys jingle and the door open with a soft crack. Caught with his paw in the proverbial cookie jar he stands up quickly whacking his head on the lip of the fridge, sending his already throbbing skull into blinding pain. Tears filled his eyes and his paws came up to his head as he clinched his teeth in pain. He starts to turn around when he steps on the rotten apple and slips backwards into the fridge. His rump hit the open peach drawer, it flipped out of its track and sent peaches flying everywhere. Now clutching his rump and his head he slowly looks up into the face of a slender, red panda; who seemed to be having some trouble holding back a gale of laughter, his paw firmly placed over his grinning maw. "Oh my god are you ok!?" he says in a crisp tenor and puts the bags of sweet smelling food down on the counter before leaning over over and putting his arms under David's armpits and picks him up slowly. The skunk rubbing at the very quickly growing lump on his noggin. "Well, I uh, brought us some Chinese. I wasn't expecting company when i left for the club last night and I didn't stock the fridge so, yeah." The red panda smiles sheepishly and blushes softly just now noticing the skunk's nakedness. David, makes a quick effort to cover himself with his baggy, but short work shirt. "I was pretty drunk last night and there are a few things i don't remember too clearly. We uh, obviously had sex and uh, stuff." They both blush a deep red, not able to hold each others gaze. "What's your name?" David points to his name tag now noticing the miffed look on the panda's face when he didn't speak. "Uh, I don't mean to be a dick, but why won't you say anything? Have I offended you or something?" David shook his head quickly and looks around for something to write with. He looks toward the multicolor letter magnets on the fridge door he quickly moved them around a bit to spell a short sentence, 'I aM mUte.' The panda looks a little shocked as he reads the magnets. "Oh god I am so sorry, Here hold on!" He quickly left the room and two or three minutes later came back with a dark green notebook and a pen and hands them over. The skunk's shoulders sag in relief as he takes to the paper and starts to write, "It's ok. I get that all the time if i don't have my notebook with me. I am sorry for making a mess out of your kitchen floor." He held out the notebook out for the panda so he could read. "Oh it's alright, it's not like it was clean to begin with." He scoots a chair out from the kitchen counter, "Here you go, sit down and I'll clean up and put the food out on the table. The panda smiles wanly and David signaled him to wait a moment. He took to the paper once more, "I am also having trouble remembering your name, I was really drunk too. Would you happen to have aspirin and a glass of water? My head hurts and i am really thirsty." He holds the pad out again. "Oh, my name is Wade, Wade McMuller. And its very nice to meet you... again." David giggled silently. "And yes, I've got some aspirin, and as far as drink-age goes." He reaches over next to the bags and pulls out two styrofoam cups. "Two green teas, courtesy of One, Two, Three Chinese! on the corner of Broadway and Central." David eagerly takes the drink and pulls deeply on the straw, rolling his eyes into the back of his head in pleasure as the drink quenched his ravenous thirst. "Now you go sit, and I'll fix everything up." David felt bad for leaving Wade to pick up the mess he had made, but he didn't have the energy to argue. So he sits. About five minutes later Wade sets a couple of aspirin down by the plates he had put on the table. They both smile at each other as he fills their plates with steaming chinese food. The skunk's mouth waters as the succulent smells of the sweet n' sour chicken radiate. Forever the courteous one, David, waits for Wade to sit down before he starts digging into his hot, obviously sent from heaven, meal. Wade chuckles loudly as he begins digging into his food, "Wow, you're awfully hungry, David," he says He smiles and nods eagerly wolfing down his food along with the forty-two ounce soda, an egg roll, and some wonton soup. * * *

David leans back in his chair after he finishes, his paws resting comfortably on his full belly. Wade laughs as David let out a loud belch, "Did you like the food handsome?" Wade says. The skunk blushes deeply and nods his head as he pulls his newly acquired pen from behind one ear. After writing for a moment he slid the notebook across the table: "Oh, yes it was wonderful Wade, thank you. I think you're handsome too." Wade looks up as David bites his lower lip and his cheeks were still burning a deep red. "I knew there was a reason I brought you home last night, that blush just goes on forever," Wade stands and clears the table, putting all the dirty dishes in the sink. Feeling much better, David starts picking up all the styrofoam containers and empty drink cups. He stuffs them into the trash can. Dusting his hands together he turns around only to see Wade standing in front of him with a pretty pair of pink panties dangling from his index finger and a smirk stretched across his face. "Looky looky what I found Skunky, it's a pity I can't remember what these look like on you," he says. The notebook was on the table and if David actually had the voice to speak he would be completely at a loss for words. The skunk leans and presses his muzzle against Wade's. Wade, at a loss of for words of his own, hesitates for a moment before placing his paw behind David's head and pulling him into a deep and tender kiss. They press themselves together and wrap their arms around each other in a tight embrace. David gingerly plucks the pair of panties from Wade's fingers and slides them on, all without breaking the quickly, deepening kiss. Wade moans as he feels paws slip under his shirt and soft thumbs graze over his tender nipples. He pulls off his own shirt before reaching down and pulling off David's baggy work shirt. Slowly, bits and pieces of the previous night were coming back to both of the young males. the partying, the drinking, the meet up at the long bar in the middle of the night, the long hours of flirting and bullshitting. David's friends calling it a night and Wade offering to give him a ride, both of them getting wasted and dancing to a slow song while everybody in the club watched. Wade moans again as the skunk began fumbling with the buckle in his blue jeans. The kiss broken, David sank to his knees in the thin pair of panties. He yanks Wade's buckle loose and pulls the pants down around his ankles. A bulging pair of dark red boxers greet him. No sooner had he noticed the color he has them down as well. "Oh fuck Skunky, easy!" Wade says. Having none of that, David took the red panda's rather large cock in to both of his paws as it continues to swell to its full length. For a moment, all David could do was marvel at the sheer, wonderful size of his partner's now throbbing member. He gives it a tentative lick before looking up into Wade's eyes. Wade has broken out into a sweat and his knees began to shake. David, now known as ' Skunky', let out a silent giggle as he watches the reaction he was making on Wade's face. The red panda pants and moans loudly as his throbbing cock gets engulfed by the smaller eager skunk maw, the tender pink flesh disappearing as the skunk presses his muzzle up against Wade's pubic fur. His hips buck a little as David pulls his muzzle almost all the way off and then moves all the way down again, Wade's balls resting firmly on his chin. Wade places his paw on David's head as he slowly began to rock his hips back and forth. "God David, you're so fucking sexy! Ooh shit yes! I wanna breed your ass baby, I need you sooooo bad!" They had made out in the corner of the club, paws and fingers darting down each others pants. They had almost started fucking right there. Wade had been three knuckles deep in David's tail-hole before they had gotten caught by security and thrown out. During the cab ride home David had been jacking him off in the backseat and had him almost ready to blow before they pulled up to his driveway. David pulls back giving the massive cock in front of him one last longing lick before standing and making a quick dash for the bedroom. With a playful growl Wade was close behind him pouncing him on to the soft memory-foam covered mattress. David struggles playfully as Wade pins him to the bed and kisses him roughly. His arms flew around his neck and he kisses him back, just as deeply and just as lustfully. Wade reaches over to the nightstand and opens the small drawer and pulls out a small bottle of lube. He broke the kiss and maneuvered David's legs up around his shoulders. "You want me to fuck you baby, you wanna yiff with your dear old Wade?" The skunk bites his lower lip once more as he nods and mouths the words, "yes please." The same old burning blush seaming to stain the skunk's beautiful face, even as he reaches into Wade's hand, removing the bottle of lube from him. He flips the cap open with a small pop and pours some into the palm of his paw and rubs them both together. He smears the slick lube to Wade's pulsating dick, he also applies a copious amount to his own tail-hole. Wade presses his hips forward, slowly coming in contact with David's still sore tail-hole. David gasps audibly as Wade's thick cock began spreading and stretching him wide. After a few long moments Wade halted inside him his cock pulsing and throbbing to the beat of his heart. David clutches the sheets tightly in his paws. Wade sees him slowly beginning to relax and began to pull out and slowly and starts to rock his hips in and out. David's back arches up off the bead and Wade crooks an arm under his lower back bringing him closer as the movement of his hips began to gain speed. They lock lips once more, there tongues busy trying to tie themselves in knots. They both began to pant and Wade starts to moan and groan in sheer pleasure, picking up even more speed, one arm braced on the bead of sweat just above David's head as their bodies slapped together. Wade felt claws dig into the flesh of his back and he growls deeply feeling his climax bubbling up from deep with his bucking form. "Oh fuck, David! I am gonna cum in your ass!" The punishment Wade's cock was doing to David's prostate was quickly overwhelming the skunk's ability to hold back the oncoming explosion that threatens to cover them both in thick, warm ropes of Skunky's seed. With a few more growls and gasping breaths Wade cries out in pleasure and triumph as he fills his skunk to the brim with red panda cum. At the same time, the last powerful thrust into his prostate sent David over the edge, and as predicted, covered them both chest and belly, in hot stickiness. Wade collapses on top of David panting heavily and holds him tight. Covered in sweat they kiss and spoon for more than an hour before they decide it was time to finally get up and start their day. All the clothes were found and put on once more. All throughout clean they pass each other with either a kiss or a grope to be had. * * *

Freshly showered, David notices an old acoustic guitar sitting in the corner. He picks it up and plucks the pick from in between the strings. Severely out of tune he decides to tune it. Sitting cross- legged on the sofa he smoothly played through what he called, "The Ballad of the White Lion." A smooth and sensual song by Blind Deaf and Dumb. Having been standing in the doorway the entire time, Wade began to clap wildly, "Wow! That was amazing hon! Where did you learn how to play like that? I love those guys." All David could do was blush as he pulls out his notebook and writes in it before handing it to him, "I wrote that song sweety." "No way man," Wade says dubious, "That was by Blind Deaf and..." Just then something in Wade's mind clicks, and seeing the recognition on his face David began to smile wickedly, "Dumb." Suddenly the previous night came back into focus all at once. The metal band on stage, the groupies in the front flashing their tits. Catching the guitarist's eye during the middle of his set. Losing his backstage pass to some stupid smug little bastard of a kid, and David, the guitarist coming over and sitting next to him at the bar dressed in what looked like a gas station work shirt and buying him a drink. "Holy shit dude!" Wade says. "Are you telling me i just had sex with my idle?" David snickers and nods as Wade's fur seem to drain of all color except purest snow white.... The End...