{"sf1_id":44099,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The King of Carrot Flowers","author":"Scan","words":1977,"posted_at":"2008-02-18T23:24:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Cub","First Time","Fox","M/M","Oral","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/44099-the-king-of-carrot-flowers","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/44099","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=44099\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"_I listened to a Song by Neutral Milk Hotel and this suddenly popped in my head. Was fun to write, is just a bit short. Hope you like.  \nThis story contains sexual intercourse between very young teenagers. Who can't stand that should run away now.  \nShare and enjoy!_\n\n* * *\n\nChristopher pushed the box to the high fence and stood on it. Just when now he could see over it, in his tiptoes. He never understood why people liked these fences between their gardens, they were highly uncomfortable.\n\n\"Oi, Quin!\" he said.\n\nQuintin stood up from the line of vegetables he had been working on. The young wolf wiped his head with his paw. \"What's up, Kit?\"\n\n\"Nothing, just wanted to say hi... what's it you're doing there?\"\n\nQuintin looked down. \"Oh, they're carrot flowers.\"\n\nChristopher tried to jump higher. \"Carrot flowers?\"\n\n\"Yeah, next year they'll be all sweet and juicy. The carrots, that is. I'll harvest some, why don't you come around?\"\n\n\"Naw, sorry, can't. Mum's on a sudden 'must clean' attitude and I gotta help her,\" the young fox answered. \"Plus she doesn't like me talking to you and stuff, you know it.\"\n\nQuintin bent down again and went through the weeds. He stroked the flowers and killed the green herbs between them. \"Yeah, I know. Better you get back in.\"\n\n\"See ya, Quin.\"\n\nThe wolf smiled and waved shortly. \"Laters, Kit.\"\n\nChristopher took a last peek over the fence, then jumped off the box, kicked it away and went back into the house, through the back door. He took a glass, held it under the tap and took a long drink from the water, ignoring the fact it was a bit yellow.\n\n\"Got the garbage out, honey?\"\n\n\"Yeah, Mum.\"\n\n\"Good. Daddy will be home soon. Help me get over the bathrooms, will ya?\"\n\nChristopher sighed and put the glass away. Every time his father came back from another business trip, his mother started cleaning out the entire house, hoping that would impress and please him. But the day will always end in the same way, with an old fox on the couch and an angry vixen yelling at him.\n\nBut she never learned. And while the house was being cleaned up until the very last corner, the summer's sun moved its circle, all the way down to the horizon, and as the sky seemed poured into a bloody red colour, Quintin got up from the garden chair.\n\nA warm breeze went over the garden. The young wolf munched a carrot and slowly read the last pages of the novel. It would be another hot evening. He listened to all the different insects and their sounds, as a car braked in from the neighbour's house.\n\nThe cloud of dust settled slowly, as Quintin get up, stretched, and went inside his house. Hew locked carefully. He didn't want to listen to what would now be going on over there. Quintin had, once or twice, and he didn't envy Christopher even the tiniest bit.\n\nThe TV was running, showing jewellery for sale, cheap today, it's an offer. Quintin leaned over the sofa for a moment. His mother was asleep. The wolf took the bottles, who had been full with wine once, and carried them to the sink in the kitchen, to all the others. There were also one or two bottles of cheap scotch.\n\nEver since the day of his father's suicide, his mother never had been the same again. She used to be cheery and nice, but now she spend most of her time in front of the screen, drinking herself senseless. There was nothing Quintin could do about it, other than just keep on trying to help as good as he could.\n\nHe was too young to help out at the market in town, even though he knew the shopkeeper well. Just too young for legally working during the holidays, maybe after his birthday, in winter. So he kept growing the vegetables, cared for his mother as well as he could, and dreamed of the fox next door, now and then.\n\nHe went up to his room. Once it had been an attic, but it was a great room for a teenage boy. He put the novel back into the shelf, wandering with the index finger to another one. They had been cheap at the library, a pound or less each, even cheaper when bought on bulk. So he chose a random one and threw himself onto the bed.  \nThe arguing grew louder in the other house, then a muffled scream. The young boy ignored it. It wasn't his fight. He focused on the words and tried to turn off the sounds all around him, which was not easy as a canine.\n\nSo only the third thumbing sound attracted his attention. One stone after the other hit there small window, until Quintin finally got up and opened it.\n\nThe fox stood in the garden, he looked quite small in the growing darkness. Days were long in the summer, but dusk didn't last long. \"What's the matter, Kit?\"\n\nChristopher ruffled the fur on his arm. \"Can you let me in, please?\"\n\nThe wolf thought a moment. \"Yeah, just a moment.\" He closed the window, went down the stairs and opened the back door. \"Come on in, Kit.\"\n\n\"Thank you,\" the fox said and smiled awkwardly. \"It... it was just too much...\"\n\n\"What happened?\"\n\n\"Oh, my mother found some other woman's knickers in his luggage.\" He let his paw go over his forehead. \"C-Can I stay here for the night?\"\n\n\"Of course, Kit. But be quiet, so you won't wake up my mum.\"\n\n\"Yeah.\"\n\nThey sneaked up the stairs, into the attic. \"So many years I live next door, and I've never been in here,\" Christopher said. \"It's really cool, your place.\"\n\n\"Yeah, I love it.\"\n\n\"You even got a sofa...\"\n\n\"Sit down. Are you all right? Want some cola?\"\n\nThe fox tried to relax on the sofa and sighed. \"Mum took a fork and yanked it into his shoulder.\"\n\n\"Oh, shit.\"\n\n\"No, it's one of the cheap ones. It will settle down. It always will.\"\n\nQuintin sat down next to the other boy. \"But it's still tough...\"\n\nChristopher nodded and dug his face into his paws. \"Aw, fuck, I hate this... it's so close to falling apart, all of it.\"\n\nThe wolf put his arm around the fox's shoulders. \"I am here for you, Kit... always.\" Their muzzles touched, just for a moment, before Christopher turned away.\n\n\"Heh,\" he breathed out. \"For a moment, I thought you'd wanted to kiss me.\"\n\nA short moment of awkward silence. \"Nah,\" Quintin laugh nervously. \"That's be gay...\"\n\n\"Yeah... totally gay...\"\n\nAnd as their lips connected, both boys wanted it to last forever. But it didn't. But they tried again, and again and with each kiss they moved closer to each other, until their were hugging each other closely. Their tongues connected, shy at first, then they gave in to the passion.\n\nThey kissed and cuddled for at least half an hour, then the fox took a small break. \"So you...\"\n\n\"Yeah... well... I...\"\n\n\"Sh...\" Christopher silenced the wolf with another kiss. \"Should... should I take my shirt off?\"\n\nAgain the wolf thought a moment. \"Well, only if you want to.\"\n\nChristopher pulled the shirt over his head and helped Quintin out of his.\n\n\"Oh, god, it's the first time I see that much of you,\" the wolf said.\n\n\"Uhhh... wanna see more?\"\n\nThe wolf blushed deeply. \"I... I don't know... I mean...\" he stuttered. \"I never did that sort of things and we just... you understand?\"\n\n\"Hm...\" Christopher said and ruffled the lupine fur with his fingers. Somewhere outside the dustbins fell over due to an immense kick. \"You know what I read about?\" He smirked and kissed the wolf deeply.\n\nWhile kissing he wandered down the body, and Quintin became breathing heavier. \"What...?\" The muzzle on his fur went down, crossed his belly button and then the line of the wolf's pants. Quick paws unbuttoned them and pulled them over the lupine legs.\n\n\"Wow,\" Christopher whispered.\n\n\"Oh, don't tell me you haven't seen that yet...\"\n\n\"It's not as big as mine,\" the fox said, licked his lips and went forth to take a small lick of the other boy's crotch. \"Hmm,\" he breathed out, while the lupine maleness grew in front of his muzzle. \"Cute.\"\n\nAs the fox licked alongside it, the wolf threw his head backwards and began moaning quietly. The tongue went all over the hot meat, wetting it thoroughly, then wandering up to kiss the shaft's head. \"Like it?\"\n\nQuintin let his fingers fun though Christopher's hair. \"Don't stop,\" he made to groan. So the fox took the tip of the cock into his muzzle, made his tongue run over it, before slowly moving his head down.\n\nEmbracing the shaft tightly with his lips, the fox moved up and down faster, every movement making the wolf moan out loud in passion. He clenches his eyes and then twitched shortly.\n\nChristopher blinked shortly as his muzzle filled up with a white liquid, he opened his mouth and it dropped all over the wolf. He licked his lips. \"Heh...\"\n\n\"That was... great...\"\n\n\"Had forgotten that part... but... you taste good...\" he climbed up the body and kissed the wolf deeply.\n\n\"Where had you read that...?\"\n\n\"Oh, one of Mum's comics. She keeps them under the sink.\"\n\n\"Ah...\"\n\n\"There was another thing boys can do.\"\n\nThe wolf hugged the fox. \"Is it as much fun...? I can try that, too...\"\n\n\"I think it's better. Not sure.\"\n\nQuintin unbuttoned the fox's pants and pulled them down. Arbitrarily he began stroking over the erect cock. \"Yeah, it's definitely bigger...\"\n\n\"We can try it. Lie down on the bed,\" Christopher demanded.\n\nQuintin didn't wait a second and went over to the bed. He lay down on his back and let the fox come over him. \"Oh I think I understand,\" the mumbled and spread his legs. \"I heard it hurts...\"\n\n\"We'll see,\" the fox said and moved closer.\n\nThe wolf clenched his eyes and whimpered as the vulpine penis entered his tail hole. \"Gah,\" he breathed out.\n\n\"S-sorry, should we try something else?\"\n\n\"No... just... wait...\" The pain faded. \"Slowly...\" He smiled and the hot meat moved into him. It hurt, but the pain quickly faded and made room for a lot of pleasure.\n\nChristopher moved slowly out of the other boy's tail hole and then back in, moaning and taking some time to kiss the boy. \"You okay?\"  \n\"G-Go on,\" he said, enjoying the shaft in his tail hole. He would have never imagined it to feel like this. While the fox went back and forth, he felt another orgasm building up, but different to the one before. It was... deeper and... better. \"Go on!\" he shouted in passion.\n\nChristopher tried his best to keep the steady rhythm and to hold back his climax. Somehow he wanted the wolf to come first, so he tried to think of something else and move faster. One paw moved down to rub the lupine shaft additionally.\n\nQuintin crossed the point where all his emotions and pleasures released themselves, in a hot shot from his penis until up to his chest. Christopher groaned out loud and came hard into the virginal tail hole, then slowing down and slip out of the wolf, heavily panting.\n\n\"Hey, Kit...\" Quintin said after some minutes. \"I think I love you...\"\n\nChristopher licked over the wolf's face. \"Hmm... yes... I love you too.\"\n\nSo the boys cuddled each other into sleep, not listening to the worried calls of a vixen on the street. And they slept closely, as the day dawned and the sun rose.\n\nAnd the carrot flower bloomed, sucking up the energy of the new day.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}