A Night With Friends
A Night With Friends
By Tony Greyfox
"Damn it, cat, leave my papers alone!"
Glaring at the furry interloper that had landed smack in the midst of his study material, Colin waved a black paw towards the other room. Nikki looked up at him and meowed inquisitively, giving him that smug 'I'm comfortable; you move' look that cats were just so good at. He grumbled, his ringed tail flicking in irritation.
"Erik! Would you... oh, right." Shaking his head and amazed he'd forgotten his roommate and lover was on his way back from Winnipeg and a visit to his parents, stopping off to see an old friend for the weekend, the raccoon picked Nikki off the table and dropped her on the floor, shooing her off with a light foot to the rear. She, of course, gave the impression that it was her choice to leave the room and flicked her tail at him as she sauntered away. Colin rolled his eyes and flopped back down onto the sofa, shuffling his papers back into some semblance of order and wondering, not for the first time, why he was stuck in an economics course when his target was a degree in history. He also wondered what drug the instructor had been on during the last few lectures, and whether he was really supposed to know this stuff or if the exam would be on something entirely different. Like last time.
Stretching, the slim raccoon dropped his pencil on the table and stood up. "This is useless," he muttered. "At least when Erik's home there's someone around I can curse all this stuff out to."
The house had been very quiet for the days the skunk had been gone, and even with an extra-large cat sprawled on the bed, the empty space was unusual after so much time spent with the big, warm presence of his mate on the other side. Maybe that was distracting him, he pondered, getting a glass of water and looking out the kitchen window at the swelling buds on the trees that marked the onset of spring, slowly fading in the last rays of daylight. He and the skunk provided each other with a sounding board, a shoulder to lean on, and a caring touch when necessary, and he wasn't used to being without that, even if they had been speaking regularly on the phone. Erik had handled their time away better, having been surrounded by his family and a few old friends - and, of course, his weekend plan to stop in Kamloops.
"Hope that goes okay for him," Colin said quietly to himself, setting the glass down and picking up the phone. "I need someone around... wonder if Stephan's in. Maybe he's having the same problem with this class."
A bus ride and a couple of hours later, Colin found a pizza box held under his nose. "Last piece, bandit," the wolf at the other end of the paw holding it growled playfully. "Want it? Remember, my species eats yours, so if I'm hungry later, you're on warning."
Colin grinned at his classmate and friend and shook his head. "Help yourself, Stef. You're bigger than me, after all. And I've asked you not to call me that; it makes me sound like a character from a Burt Reynolds movie."
"A very prudent decision," the wolf grinned, lifting out the last piece and setting the box aside. "I'm not sure the best way to prepare raccoon anyhow. And if you don't want the name, get rid of the mask." The large, gray-furred wolf made short work of the pizza, then brushed off his paws and tapped the papers in front of him. "So do you get this a little better now?"
"Somehow, yes, you've managed to get it across a lot better than that TA we had last week. I'm vaguely frightened by that."
Stephan reached over and tapped the 'coon on the shoulder with one big fist and chuckled. "I get it because I don't sleep in class. You should try it sometime."
The slim raccoon stuck his tongue out at his friend and dropped his pencil onto the table. "Yeah, yeah, so sue me if I'm nocturnal."
"I suppose that's a decent excuse. Try it on our leonine prof and you might find him a bit less accepting of that, though." Gathering his binders and notes, Stephan refilled his pack and stood to set it next to the door of his small apartment, then returned and sprawled on the sofa, scratching his chest. "So, want to watch a movie or something? I'm sure I've got something here you might find enjoyable."
Colin followed suit and got his gear together, setting it aside, and curled on on the other end of the sofa, his tail wrapped around his ankles. "Sounds like a good idea."
He watched as the tall canid stood, following his trim body with its slightly curled, shaggy-furred tail across the room, regarding him as Stephan sorted through his videotape collection, finally pulling out something Japanese that he cued up before returning. "Subtitled!" he announced happily. "I know you're a purist with foreign films."
"Excellent!" The raccoon smiled across to his friend and turned to the screen, settling in to watch what turned out to be a reasonable samurai action flick, something Colin hadn't seen before. They watched mostly in silence, occasionally commenting on some quirk in the subtitling or laughing at a cliched bit.
Halfway through, Colin cranked his head around, rubbing the back of his neck and stretching until the tendons popped with an audible "click". Stephan looked across at him. "Sitting in the wrong position?" he inquired, his ears flicking.
"No, I've had this problem for a while," the raccoon replied, shifting his head back and forth. "I was in a car accident a few years ago, and every once in a while this flares up. It's been flaring for the last week now."
The wolf shifted on the sofa. "Turn around." Colin looked at him oddly, then shrugged and turned his back to Stephan, then oohed as a pair of large paws pressed on his shoulders, the thumbs kneading into his neck. "I'm pretty good at this," Stephan said, fingers proving the truth of that statement as they worked firmly into the raccoon's muscles, smoothing away the pain with gentle motions.
"I'll say," Colin almost purred, leaning back into the bigger fur's touch. "Erik usually does this for me when this comes up. That's part of why it's a little worse than usual tonight."
Stephan worked his fingertips up the top of the raccoon's spine, smoothing through the brownish-grey fur above his shirt. "Yeah, he's been gone for what, two weeks? When does he get home?"
His tail swishing softly, Colin closed his eyes and relaxed as fingers smoothed up his neck. "Not quite that long... he'll be away another week yet." He rolled his shoulders a little. "It's been quiet around the house, and I've been having a little trouble sleeping - I'm so used to having that extra body in bed at night."
"I can imagine. I'm used to flying solo most of the time, but it is nice to have company when it's needed." The wolf rubbed over Colin's shoulders and upper back slowly. "Which, I'd guess, is one reason you're here."
"Not to mention that you're great at economics, too," the raccoon murmured, his tail twitching as he leaned into the rubbing a little more. "And I'm filing away your skills in massage for later use, as well."
Stephan rumbled a chuckle and kept rubbing as the two fell silent and went back to movie watching, his fingers kneading the raccoon's muscles and spine, Colin slowly relaxing along the way. As the movie ran down, he yawned widely, emitting a 'squeak' that got laughter from both, Stephan amused, Colin embarrassed.
"Someone's tired," the wolf commented, scratching between Colin's small, rounded ears, getting a nod in return.
"Yeah, I should get going, but that just feels way too good," the smaller 'coon responded, straightening a little. "You probably want to get to bed too."
The wolf's fingers stroked down over Colin's shoulders once again, his claws brushing through his neckfur, silent for a moment. He surprised his friend, though, when he spoke. "Colin, would you like to stay here tonight?"
Leaning forward, Colin turned around to look at the wolf, one eyebrow raised. "Stay, as in....?"
Stephan's ears twitched as he half-smiled. "Well, you said you've been lonely... frankly, I've been missing having someone around lately myself. I'm not really asking for ... well, anything, really - I just thought that, since you mentioned you haven't been sleeping well, maybe you would appreciate some company for the night."
The raccoon swished his ringed tail softly and regarded Stephan for a long moment. "You're okay with just sharing a bed, if that's all that I feel like?"
"Of course, Colin. I don't know how open things are with you and Erik, so I wouldn't want to do anything you wouldn't want to, or anything that might damage that."
Colin shook his head. "Oh, that's not what I was asking, Stephan. I'm... just not sure if I'd be willing to do more than sleep."
The wolf smiled toothily. "That's what beds are made for, isn't it?"
"Depends on who you talk to." He chuckled at his own joke, and nodded. "Okay. I would appreciate some company tonight. Thanks."
Stephan reached over and ruffled the 'coon's headfur. "Excellent choice," he rumbled, smiling. "Thank you." He stood and stretched, then turned off the TV. "Make yourself at home, then, bandit. I don't have much of a pre-bed routine, myself."
"Much the same here," Colin replied, also standing and following the wolf into the slightly cluttered bedroom, the sheets of his large bed scattered about. "You and Erik are similar housekeepers in here, anyhow. I always have to make the bed."
"It just gets unmade every night, so I figure why bother?" Stephan stripped off his shirt and stepped into the ensuite bathroom; Colin followed suit, using the main bathroom and returning to find the wolf shedding the rest of his clothing, displaying his muscular form for a moment before tugging the sheets back and slipping into the bed.
Feeling just a bit self-conscious, the raccoon slipped out of his shorts and slid into bed next to Stephan, who adjusted the sheets for him and smiled as he reached for the bedside light. "Sleep well, bandit," he murmured as the light flicked off.
"You too, Stef." Colin sorted himself out in the unfamilar bed, settling onto one side facing away from the other fur; he felt Stephan shuffling around as well until his back came to rest against Colin's, the bush of his tail draping down over Colin's own brushy length. The warmth and weight of the other form felt just right, and Colin realized he truly had missed sharing a bed with someone else while Erik had been gone. It was comfortable, and he smiled as he slipped down into a restful sleep.
A shifting body and a trace of light were enough to bring Colin to some semblance of wakefulness; he muttered something quietly and moved under the sheets, churring as he cuddled into the warm fur of the other body pressed against his back. An answering rumble came from the other side of the bed and a warm arm rested against his shoulders; the incongruity of that deep near-growl rather than his mate's usual lighter sounds reminded Colin where he was, and he opened his eyes to look around in the soft morning light coming through the cracks of the window blinds.
Carefully sliding out of the bed, Colin stretched and padded his way into the bathroom, then returned and curled back up under the sheets. The big wolf on the other side smiled sleepily at him and made the same trip. Colin watched Stephan move across the room, surveying the somewhat muscular build; he didn't often find boys with big muscles worth looking at, but Stephan wasn't a hardcore bodybuilder, and his trim form was just fine, the raccoon reflected as the wolf returned to the bed. Colin rolled partway onto his back and smiled. "Morning."
"Morning, bandit," Stephan replied as he slid again under the covers and settled in on his side, a comfortable weight. A paw scratched lightly behind Colin's ear and he purred. "How'd you sleep?"
"Pretty good, actually." Shifting, Colin shuffled back against that hand, and Stephan's arm slipped around his chest, his warm, firm body settling against the raccoon's back. "Mm, comfy."
"Glad to hear that. Nice to have this extra body heat in the mornings, isn't it?"
Colin yawned a little and snuggled against the wolf a little more. "Mmm. If you're used to it. Erik's cat doesn't really replace it."
"Mm." Stephan's claws lightly scratched at the centre of Colin's chest; the raccoon chrred softly and relaxed against the bigger fur, eyes drifting closed, then open again as he felt something pressing against the back of his leg. He shifted a little, and Stephan did the same, moving away a little. "Sorry," he murmured, sounding slightly embarrassed.
Colin reached down and scratched the wolf's leg softly. "Don't be sorry, Stef." He edged back into contact, relaxing into the wolf's touch, feeling that warm and slightly hardening pressure against his leg. "You feel nice."
Chuckling, Stephan rubbed the raccoon's chest, snuggling. "Guess sharing bed with such a cute fur as you does something for me. Glad it doesn't bother you."
"Nah, it's kinda flattering." Colin moved his leg and felt the wolf flinch slightly and that pressure grow more, then rolled onto his back and looked up at Stephan, laying on his side. "Quite flattering, actually," he smiled, reaching up to scratch the white fur of his chin.
Regarding the raccoon, Stephan lifted an eyebrow, still stroking the brownish blaze of fur on Colin's chest and pressing his muzzle against that paw. "Is that so?"
Colin leaned over and softly licked the wolf's muzzle, his paw drifting down to rub down his side. "Yeah."
Stephan's eyes widened a little at the lick, and he smiled quizzically as Colin rolled to face him. "I..."
"Shh." Colin laid a finger against his lips, then grinned and replaced that finger with his own muzzle, pressing his lips softly against the wolf's. Surprised, Stephan didn't respond immediately, but after a moment, his arm slipped around the smaller raccoon and drew him closer, and he returned the kiss, his muzzle tight against Colin's for a long moment before they broke away, looking into one another's eyes for a long moment, stroking each other's backs as their bodies pressed together.
"You sure about this?" Stephan stroked Colin's hips with one paw softly and smiled as the 'coon nodded and leaned to kiss the wolf's neck softly, and their lips met once again, this time a little more sure in their motions, their muzzles parting to one another, tongues meeting in a soft caress that grew more emphatic as the fur of their bodies whispered their nearness. The wolf explored his smaller companion's body slowly with his big paws, rubbing the back of Colin's neck as the raccoon held him close, slim fingers gripping the strong shoulders as they kissed eagerly.
Colin finally broke away from the wolf's mouth and kissed his way down over the soft white fur of his neck, pushing the sheets away and kicking them down to expose both of them; he smiled and sat up to survey Stephan, his fingers drifting along the wide chest, slowly down over the firm stomach and finally to the white-furred sheath, trailing along the inches of thick, pink flesh that had stiffened and emerged and watching the wolf's eyes close, earning a gentle, deep moan of pleasure that the raccoon echoed as Stephan's paw found Colin's own growing hardness and urged it further towards full arousal.
Leaning down, Colin kissed and nibbled his way over the big wolf's chest, kissing at the stiffening nipples as they poked out of the white fur, his tonguetip softly caressing over them before moving further downward, leaving a trail of kisses that ended at the tip of the wolf's cock. Stephan growled in approval and pleasure as the raccoon lightly brushed a kiss over that tip, then followed it with a gentle, teasing lick that brought his hardness to full strength. Using his tonguetip and fingers, Colin slowly explored that shaft, tracing its nearly smooth length, caressing around the ridge of the tip and down as he carefully pushed the soft, white sheath back to expose his full length.
Trailing his tongue down the full length, Colin curled it around the base, which sported a slight thickening; Stephan hissed in pleasure and the raccoon looked up at him curiously, fingers cupping and rolling the large testicles as he rubbed his muzzle against the tip of his shaft. "You really are canine, hmm?"
"Mmmm... yeah. 'Swhy the girls like me so much," he grinned, tongue lolling a little as he watched the raccoon smile and kiss his way up and down his hardness once again.
"I can imagine why," he murmured before slowly slipping his muzzle down over as much of his friend's shaft as he could take, which was most of it. Closing his lips around it, he slowly drew up and down, suckling slowly, teasingly, his tongue twirling as he moved. Stephan's fingers closed against Colin's headfur and he groaned with pleasure as the 'coon slipped up and down on his maleness, his hips rising into the warm, damp feel of the muzzle wrapped around him and the fingers that encircled the slight bulge at his base and explored his sac below.
Drawing up, Colin focused his attentions on the head of Stephan's penis for a while, turning his head back and forth as his tongue curled around the ridge beneath it, then sinking back down deeply and bobbing hard and fast. The wolf moaned with pleasure and rocked at the feel of that motion, his hips pushing up against that gentle but intense stimulation for a few moments before gently pushing the raccoon up off of him and sitting up into a deep, hard kiss. Fingers curled around Colin's own slim shaft and stroked, and the raccoon returned the favor; the pair clung to one another, their muzzles joined and their paws stroking each other's cocks, spreading the dampness of precum up and down until Stephan gently pushed the raccoon back and leaned down to engulf his shaft entirely in his mouth.
Churring happily, Colin leaned back and watched the wolf work, his mouth rising and falling along the firm, slim raccoon cock, gasping with pleasure as Stephan worked a paw under his hips and rubbed along the cleft of his rear, fingertips teasing the sensitive bud of flesh around his tailhole. He grunted as one finger carefully opened him and pushed within, the fingerpad rubbing slowly as it turned; Stephan looked up and cocked an eyebrow, his mouth still moving on Colin's hardness; the raccoon nodded and leaned his head back, his hips rocking in time with the dual stimulation as the big wolf moved against, and inside, him.
His mouth leaving Colin's shaft for a moment, Stephan reached over to the bedside table and came up with a bottle of lubricant; he spread some onto one finger and gently worked that back against the raccoon's anal ring, smiling at the smaller fur as he squirmed and moaned with pleasure while that finger spread the slippery fluid around and slowly into him. Colin chittered softly and groaned while Stephan added lube and returned that finger to the 'coon's tailhole, spreading more lube, then pushed a second finger inside, spreading him wider and relaxing the muscles while he once again sank down to take the raccoon's shaft into his mouth again, suckling and caressing softly but insistently for long moments before Colin reached up and stroked his face, getting his attention and nodding softly, squeezing the fingers inside him.
Stephan straightened and watched as Colin leaned up to kiss him once again, lingeringly, taking the lube bottle and spreading it along the length of the wolf's pink shaft then pumping his fist up and down a few times, grinning at the shudder that ran through his friend before letting go and turning around, dropping to hands and knees and lifting his thick tail up and to one side, presenting himself. Kneeling between the 'coon's legs, Stephan adjusted himself and stroked that tail as he pressed the tip of his cock against Colin's well-lubed ass and pushed forward, moaning with pleasure as he easily found his way into the warmth of the raccoon's body. Colin grunted and lowered his upper body, pushing back to take the large shaft of the wolf deep into his rear until Stephan's hips pressed against his, that bulge marking the beginning of his canine knot nudging against the ring of muscle there. They rested there for a moment, and then Stephan drew back and started to move, the friction of his cock sending shivers of pleasure through the raccoon as it slipped in and out of him; Colin braced himself and returned the favour, rocking back to impale himself onto the thick shaft that pushed deeply into his body.
Leaning forward, Stephan braced himself with one arm next to the 'coon's chest, the other gripping at Colin's hip as he thrusted slowly, savoring the tightness of the channel he rode, listening to Colin's soft groans of pleasure, the base of his cock pushing against the raccoon's ass with each thrust. Colin pushed back eagerly, firmly, his body clenching around the mass that was invading him; he turned over his shoulder, looking at the wolf that balanced above him. "Can... can you get it all the way in?" he asked, his tailtip twitching under the wolf's chin.
"Mmmmrrr... I think so," Stephan replied, leaning down to lick the side of Colin's muzzle slowly. "Haven't tried with a male for a while...." He picked up the lube bottle and spread more over the growing bulge at his base, then set the bottle aside and leaned forward again, kissing the top of Colin's head softly. "Relax, bandit...." he urged, pushing harder against the racoon, who pushed back and moaned deeply as the wolf wriggled his hips, feeling the tension of that ring of muscle against the half-developed knot, then grunting with surprise as the tension slipped aside and he sank fully and tightly into the other fur's body.
"Oh!" Colin gasped in surprise as he felt himself take the bulge in; he pressed back and chrrrred deeply as Stephan rested over him, nuzzling his head. "Mmm.. so tight...." He could feel that knot growing inside him, tying him to the big wolf, who held tightly there for a moment, then pulled back just a bit and began to thrust again, short, deep pumping movements that tugged against Colin's ring and pushed against his prostate with each motion, earning grunts and soft cries of pleasure as it rapidly stimulated the 'coon, who moved in time, rocking on his hips and elbows, savoring the feel of the big shaft buried deep inside him and the bulge of flesh holding his ass hard against the wolf's powerful hips.
That added stimulation went both ways, and Stephan began to tense as he made love to the raccoon, his hips moving in a firm motion as he leaned forward and pumped against the smaller fur; Colin reached that peak first, shuddering and crying out softly as he erupted into orgasm, jetting his pleasure onto the bedsheets and his stomach, the muscles of his ass gripping tightly around the wolf's cock and pulsing and tugging and taking Stephan along with it; he grunted and pushed hard into Colin as he climaxed himself, pumping jet after jet of his hot seed into the 'coon's belly.
The pair shuddered and pushed agianst one another for long moments until their orgasms trailed off, then Stephan carefully guided Colin to lie on one side, wrapping his arms around the gray-furred chest and breathing hard as they relaxed against one another, savoring the afterglow of their lovemaking session, still tied tightly together by the wolf's knot. Colin lifted one of Stephan's paws up and kissed the palm softly, then snuggled back into the warmth of the big chest, churring with pleasure and feeling, more than hearing, the quiet rumble from his friend, who traced his fingers up and down the centre of the raccoon's chest as they recovered their breath.
"Mrr.. that was lovely," Stephan murmured, kissing one of Colin's rounded ears softly; the raccoon murred and nestled warmly against his friend.
"It was. I can see why the girls might like playing with you, puppy." Colin purred and reached back to rub the wolf's rear gently with one paw. "That's quite a feeling."
Stephan rested his chin against the raccoon's neck and smiled softly. "It seems to find all the right spots. Not often I can do that with a boy, though. Then again, it's been a while since I've done anything with a boy."
"You should do it more often; it's fun." Turning his head, Colin lightly licked the wolf's muzzle; Stephan licked back, their tongues lingering against one another for a long moment. Wiggling his rear a little, Colin purred at the comfortable tugging of the wolf's knot, which again pushed against him inside as Stephan returned that motion. "So how long does this usually last?"
"Depends... fifteen minutes or so. Sometimes longer." The wolf grinned and nipped Colin's ear softly. "Another reason the girls like me. I can usually provide a repeat performance."
"That sounds intriguing." Colin pushed his hips back again, purring at the feel of the wolf's knot inside him; he oohed as Stephan's fingers trailed down and ran over the recovering hardness of Colin's erection, circling around it and slowly stroking, urging it back to strength.
"I'll take that hint," the wolf purred softly, nuzzling at the side of Colin's neck and keeping that motion up, feeling the pulsing under his touch as the 'coon returned to arousal, tracing his fingertips up and down and circling the ridge of the head, spreading slick semen up and down its length and listening to the soft churring from his friend, his breathing picking up again. "Here, I think you'll like this...."
Colin found himself being rolled back onto his belly and onto his knees again; he let his chest drop and ooohed as the wolf propped himself up, gripping the raccoon's slim hips and pulling them tightly against his as he raised himself up on his knees. Their height difference actually brought Colin's knees up off the bed and one of Stephan's paws slipped around his waist to provide some leverage as he rocked, starting to thrust slowly, but rapidly speeding up to a solid, hard pace, pushing and pulling against the grip of the knot holding them together. Reaching forward, he ran a paw under Colin's chest, then leaned forward to grip the 'coon tightly before picking him bodily up and straightening once again.
Gasping with pleasure, the raccoon found himself basically held off the ground, just his feet still on the bed, his back tight against the wolf's powerful chest, his body held up by that arm wrapped around his chest, the big cock buried deep into his ass, and another paw that snaked around and gripped the base of his own shaft. Stephan growled softly and licked the side of one of his ear. "Like that?" he inquired softly as he started to move his hips again, his paw moving rapidly as he pumped the raccoon's hardness.
"Ohhhh, yeah," the 'coon moaned, trying to move against the wolf's penetration but mostly unable to, the pressure of his weight pushing the big shaft all the way into him providing an incredible feeling; he reached back to rub the wolf's ass, fingers clawing as he was firmly, slowly rocked back and forth by Stephan's movements, pushing that knot back and forth against Colin's prostate and anal ring.
The wolf held him tightly against his body and kept thrusting, but focused most of his attention on Colin's hardness, fingers wrapped tightly around the base and pumping hard and fast, his breath hot and rapid as he kissed and licked one soft, round ear and the side of Colin's neck; he could feel the raccoon tensing against his body again and nibbled down to the joint of neck and shoulder, masturbating him faster and more urgently, precum once again coating the fur of his fingers as his hips moved harder, savoring the sound of the raccoon groaning and churring.
Writhing against the double stimulation of the cock and knot in his ass and the paw wrapped around his erection, Colin stiffened and squeaked as he felt the wolf's jaws grip his shoulder at the base of his neck; the pressure of those teeth against him and everything else shuddered through him and focused on his lower belly, where his orgasm once again rose and burst. He wriggled back against the wolf's body and grunted over and over as his cum jetted out over the pillows and headboard of the bed, reaching back to hold the wolf's head tightly with one arm, the other paw gripping his rear hard as he shuddered and pulsed until he finally ran down once again, the last of his semen oozing down over Stephan's stroking paw.
Slumping back against his friend, Colin's chest heaved as he caught his breath for a moment, then opened his eyes as Stephan ran his paws up to take his own paws and place them on the top of the headboard; getting the idea, Colin balanced himself against it and grunted as the wolf gripped his hips firmly and started to thrust hard and fast, plunging his cock deeply, almost roughly, into the raccoon's ass, stiffening rapidly as he pulled Colin onto him until he gasped and shook as he peaked once again, pulsing deep within the other fur's body, filling him with the warmth of his pleasure for long moments until he ran down once again and slumped forward.
Resting against Colin's back and lowering him carefully until the 'coon's knees were once again on the bed, Stephan panted deeply for long moments against Colin's neck; the raccoon rested against him and savoured the pressure of the wolf's cock and seed filling him. This time, though, the knot faded quickly and Stephan slipped out, slumping down onto his back on the bed and drawing the raccoon down into a tight hug. They kissed softly and lingeringly, Colin resting atop the wolf, trickles of fluid dribbling into his thighfur as they held one another closely, recovering and savoring the feel of one another.
Finally, Colin opened his eyes and nuzzled the base of Stephan's neck. "You are a good puppy, you know?"
"Keep calling me puppy and you'll never get rid of that 'bandit' nickname, fuzzy." Stephan smiled at his friend and stroked his ears. "I'm glad you stayed. This has been a wonderful morning."
"So am I. We might have to do this again." Colin grinned suddenly and lifted an eyebrow. "Maybe next time I can bring Erik."
Stephan smiled and scratched behind one of Colin's ears. "Sounds like a plan." He stretched and wrapped his arms around his friend. "For now, I think I need a bit more sleep. I seem to be all worn out for some reason."
(c) 2002 Tony Greyfox
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