Stepping on the right tail
So... Here's another piece of me. I wanted to write an independent story, yet I felt the urge to include Tim and Alex (mostly Tim) as I loved the characters and wanted to show how life went on for them. Also this story only contains 2 yiff scenes, it's another love story and again, maybe waaaay too cheesy for some of you guys and girls.
Another time I'm looking forward to any positive comments and/or constructive criticism and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it.
And now for the annoying warning message: This story contains acts of sexual nature between 2 males, so if you don't like reading gay stories or if you are under the age 18, please hit the back button.
With that said, I proudly present:
Stepping on the right tail
There he stood in front of the giant building. A boarding school and university at the same time, so furs wouldn't have to leave the place to study.
A marvellous, old school. Stone statues of saints decorating the huge entrance, a bit of moss covering them. After all the construction was about 200 years old.
And him in front of it, his 3rd day here.
Jason Amsten the racoon.
165 cm in height, grey fur with the usual black coon mask and a bushy, with black stripes adorned tail.
His preferred clothing color was black, as it would hide his lumpy appearance. His closet only contained wide shirts and pants, him being uncomfortable with his figure.
He turned 18 a week ago and moved out of his parent's house to attend this school and pass his last year before going to university. They payed for everything he needed, so financial problems could be pushed aside easily.
Convincing Jason of leaving home wasn't hard at all. He wasn't much of a social fur and in fact content with it, so he didn't care where his schooling would take place.
He had always been a silent one, invisible to the crowd. Of course, sometimes he wished for friends, but at least he wasn't bullied. So all in all, he maybe wasn't happy, but at least not depressed...
He looked at the many furs in the main hall, sighed and walked through the huge gate which granted access to the school.
Lots of voices could be heard, some laughing, some complaining how they failed their last tests. Jason found his way through the masses, regularly bumping into some back pack or shoulder bag. He mumbled "Sorry" everytime he collided with another one.
Suddenly a loud "Aaaah!" got Jason's ear. A fox in front of him was the source of this shout. He turned around and looked directly into Jason's azure eyes.
It appeared that Jason stepped the fox's tail and didn't make an effort yet to get off it. He was still shocked, paralysed by the embarrasing moment.
"Would you mind?" the high-pitched voice asked, his red paw pointing down on his tail. Jason jumped off it, looking down in shame.
"What happened, cutie?" a lower voice from behind the vulpine asked.
"Nothing, just an accident."
A large, grey Raichu glanced over the shoulder of his 'cutie'. He smiled as he watched down on the coon, still shifting nervously on the spot.
"Don't you think, you should apologize?" the Pokémorph asked, a wide grin on his muzzle.
Jason's thoughts couldn't assemble, his tail shifting over the floor. He opened his muzzle but the only sound coming from it was a muffled "Uhm..."
"Do you speak english? Hablas español? Parlez vous francais? Sprichst du deutsch?" the Chu asked, his friend chuckling behind him.
Finally a stuttered, very quiet "Sorry" went over the coon's lips.
"Thanks." the red fur smiled. "Ok Tim, I got art class now and I'm already late." the fox went on hastily.
"Awww...Well, see you during lunch I guess?"
"Yep."The fox placed a kiss on Tim's cheek and ran away.
Jason was shocked. His jaws dropped since he never saw gays in open public and admired them in the very same moment for being so....confident with their situation. He looked up to the Raichu and noticed now that he had about the same body proportions Jason had. Chubby, yet cute.
"Isn't he awesome...?" Tim whispered, his mind clearly somewhere else. Then he turned around to the still staring Jason.
"So lil' fella. You seem kinda spacy. Are you new to the facility?" the rodent asked grinning.
"Y-yea...it's my 3rd day here and I'm k-kinda lost in here..." Jason replied, staring on the floor to avoid the hazel eyes.
"Alright. You know what? Let's start from the beginning again. Hi my name is Tim. Nice to meet you." he said cheerfully, reaching out his grey paw.
"H-hi, I am Jason. Nice to meet you as well."
After the pawshake, Tim went on:"I'll go to the principal and get you the day off to show you around." A smile on the silver grey muzzle
Jason's heart fluttered. He got a friend. Incredible how friendly the Raichu was after the coon stepped on his boyfriend's tail and couldn't even bring out a 'sorry'.
"T-thank you Tim. But what about your schedule?". His eyes finally met the big mouse eyes and they looked into each other for a moment.
"I don't have class before lunch, but I like to get up with Alex. I'm like his alarm clock." Tim giggled. This caused a light smile on the racoon's muzzle.
"My, my, you can smile after all!". the murine laughed.
A deep blush colored the black mask of Jason crimson red, but he smiled. It was his first conversation he had for a long time. And he enjoyed it. Tim gave a short introduction of his boyfriend, just mentioning his name and how adorable he looks and the 2 guys went off to the principal's office. They got a permission for Jason to stay out of class for today and his new friend showed him around.
First they just walked along the hallways, filled with many white doors. Each one had a number on it to distinguish between the rooms. Next was the school yard for the ones on the residential school.
Pupils weren't allowed to leave the school property after all. This was a priviledge for the students. Jason was shown the places where each corresponding group was hanging out during recess. The centre of the yard was for the jocks and cheerleaders, a shaded place behind the buliding where biology classes were held belonged to the goths and punks and the hip hop furs mostly hung out inside the hallways. Everybody else was scattered over the rest of the enormous site.
Jason was quite impressed how Tim knew a funny story about every spot they went to...
As time went by, noon arrived. A loud bell freed all the scholars, students and pupils alike.
"Lunch time already?" Tim asked himself. "Well, let's head to the cafeteria, Alex's waiting."
Jason was really surprised, he was invited to join lunch with the fur he barely knew. In this moment the thought of considering him as a friend also rushed through his head. "Does he even like me? Or is he just helping a new one out?" the chubby coon thought to himself. He had to find out. But how could he ask something like that? It would be quite an offense. In the end he thought of a question, which wouldn't imply too much, yet showing their relation to the grey fur.
"W-won't your friends m-mind me?" Jason stuttered. He got his answer immediately
"You're my friend now and if anyone has a problem with you, fuck him." A honest smirk from cheek to cheek covered the muzzle of Tim.
For the first time Jason's face was shining. He found a friend. His azure eyes expressed a gleaming of joy and his muzzle bended to a grin.
"T-thanks."
Both males walked to the food place.
Alex was already waiting in front of the door when they arrived. He kissed Tim on the lips, followed by glancing at Jason. The coon blushed the moment he noticed that Alex examined him.
"You brought the little tailstepper?" he remarked in a friendly tone.
"Yea, his name is Jason by the way and he's new to the school. I've already showed him the whole thing but I wanted him to meet the most beautiful being around." the grey rodent replied with a wink.
"Awww...come here, you." They kissed again. Jason looked away. Tim noticed this and broke the kiss, turning to Jason.
"Coonie, you got a problem with gays?". His eyebrows were raised.
"N-no, not at all...". His head sunk down. "I-i'm just not that into watching other people kiss, it...it doesn't matter whether straight or g-gay... It somehow makes me feel uncomfortable..."
The couple next to him just looked at each other in confusion. Then the silence among the 3 of them was broken by Tim again.
"You should quit being so shy, you will miss out a lot." the mouse said with a meaningful voice. However the sentence made Alex burst out in laughter. The other two watched him wriggling. Between the laughs and giggles Alex tried to start a sentence, which he couldn't before he slowly stopped snickering.
"You should quit being so shy." He imitated Tim in a exaggerated way. "Come off it ChubChu. I remember a certain someone who was worse, 5 years ago." the red fur told while rolling his eyes. Tim blushed hard, a red glow over his nose. Alex took the word again.
"You see, Jason...It's not bad being shy and for the love of god, I promise I've seen worse..." he looked over to Tim again, who nibbled on the sandwich, silent and obviously offended "...but maybe you should...dunno...be more open minded. There are a lot more people who love each other and kiss. Sooo..."
His sentence was cut off by the still munching Tim who went to ask a question.
"Have you even kissed someone yet?" he muffled through the bits of bread and cheese.
Jason's heart pounded, beating at what felt like 200 beats per minute. How could he answer without making it sound like a lie? After all he hadn't even kissed someone yet. His mind was rushing through thousand of different answers, one worse than the one before. He just couldn't find an answer and before his brain could comprehend what he did, his lips formed a "No" and let it out.
It took a second or two to realize that he just answered honestly and he felt his face burn.
The two lovers in front of him smiled, though.
The fox and the Raichu looked at each other until Alex settled for a nod of his head.
Tim put his paws on Jason's back and pulled him closer. A moment later their muzzles united, which made Jason's eyes jump open like he witnessed a murder.
"Ok Jason, now we got this one through." the Pokémorph smiled as he pulled back. Alex snickered at the shocked reaction of the racoon.
In fact, 'shocked' would be an understatement. If he had been a computer, a bright red font would say 'System Overload' in huge, blinking letters.
The grey fur snapped his back pack up and ran out of the cafeteria as fast as he could. Not only that he was kissed by a guy in public and it was his first kiss ever. No, the problem was that he liked it...
The night was hell. Jason turned in his bed all night, not able to find sleep. The question which kept him awake was if he was gay or just liked the kiss he and Tim shared, because it was his first kiss. He tried to convince himself of the latter option but a minute later he found himself adoring the Raichu.
How handsome he looked, about 175 cm tall, his grey fur, the black cheeks, the big, hazel brown eyes. Not to mention that his pudgy appearance in itself was totally cute.
"No, it can't be...Even if I was gay, he has a boyfriend..." the coon remembered himself.
He watched on his electronic alarm how the minutes went by. 11:07, 11:08, 11:09.
Slowly he dozed off only to be woken by a knock on his door.
Who would come to his room at this time?
Jason scuffled to the door, opening it a little to peek outside. The fur standing there was noone else than Tim.
"Hey Jason, can we talk?"
"A-alright..."
The electric rodent entered and searched for a chair or something to sit on. After the second unsuccessful turning of his head, he plopped on the bed.
Alex placed himself next to him, astonished by the smell of his sitting neighbour.
Tim took a deep breath and started to talk.
"Look, I'm sorry for what I did... It was just...you know, when I was younger I was holding back even more than you are and what really helped me was when Alex kissed me for the first time. So I thought it would help you the same way it helped me. I just sometimes forget that not every single male on this planet is into men like I am..."
Jason couldn't help it. The Raichu looked so sorry and pitiful, his eyes full of sorrow. Just the opposite of the fur he got to know over the course of the day.
The coon leaned over very slowly and hugged him, whispering a "No problem" and enjoyed the feeling as Tim hugged back. Both furs tails waggled slowly, completly relaxed as they were. Tim raised his voice again.
"Or do you have a secret that is left to be told?". A wide grin on his muzzle.
Now, for the first time Jason could tell the truth, without the fear of him sounding stupid or insulting anyone.
"I-i don't know, I got my f-first k-kiss after all today and I don't know whether I liked i-it because it was my first k-kiss or because of y-you." he mumbled, watching his hind paws.
"I see.." Tim suddenly blushed deeply and went on "would you like to make it sure, Coonie?"
"Make what sure?"
"If you liked it because of the moment or because of me..." The murine's face turned crimson red.
"Y-y-yes...". His grey-black tail now jiggled harder than ever before, his paws rubbing in nervousness.
Raichu and racoon lips met another time. Jason trembled hard, his eyes shut tightly. He could swear he heard angels sing in that moment, joy overwhelming his body. The soft feeling of Tim sent his mind somewhere else, somewhere near heaven.
Tim slowly pulled back, opening his eyes. "And? What do you think? Me or the moment?" he whispered.
Jason smiled sheepishly, unable to use his voice. He pointed his finger at Tim. It raised another smile over the mouse's muzzle followed by a soft chuckle.
A second later though, a horrifying fact came to the coon's mind. What would Alex think of him now? Kissing his lover twice today isn't something to take this easy. He felt how a knot formed in his guts, the feeling you get when you know you did something bad. An unbearable urge to ask arose in Jason and he followed this urge.
"W-what about Alex?" he stammered, a mix of fear and pain in his voice.
"Oh don't worry" Tim said as he lay on the bed. "We talked about all this and he thought if I only kiss you and we don't make out or something everything is fine. Besides he is a helping person and told me I need to help you out." he explained.
"W-why would he want to help ME?"
"Oh..." the Pokémorph smirked. "He told me that you remind him of me, physically and they way I was when we met the first time. And he thinks you're quite cute." he continued, while patting his own belly.
Jason sighed in relief and finally felt himself relaxing. And being called cute made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
The rest of the night was spent talking about the past of Tim and Alex, how they got a couple and that Tim would really appreciate it if Jason and him could be good friends after the events of the day without any kind of drama.
The chubby coon felt really great. After all the time of being lonely he was not only accepted, he found a friend...
A whole week passed since the events which basically 'turned' Jason gay and he found his first real friends. Tim and Alex introduced the shy fur to their other friends, most of them were either gay or girls. One of them stood out, though. His name was Andrew Preyston. He was a kangaroo of whole 180 cm. His fur was of a shining light brown color, matching his big, beautiful eyes. Wearing a dark blue t-shirt and baggy jeans, obviously there for the same reasons, why Jason wore his clothes, he was hiding a pudgy frame.
Jason's first thought was how cute he was. Though he was still pretty shy, he tried to start a conversation.
"Hey..."
"Hi there." Andrew replied cheerfully. "I'm Andrew and who are you?"
"I'm Jason."
"Ok, hi Jason. You are the new one, I guess?"
"Yep, that's me." The friendly way the 'roo approached Jason made him feel much more comfortable, plus he noticed that he didn't stutter this time. "So where do you know Tim from?"
"Oh I met Tim like a year ago in the local gay club." the marsupial claimed, revealing him being homosexual to the coon. "I tried to hit on him, but Alex instantly made clear that it's his territory I was trying to get into." Andrew smirked. "And where did you meet the guys?"
"Well...I accidently stepped on Alex's tail and afterwards we got into a conversation." The procyonid rubbed his paws over his ears, smiling in a bit of shame.
"And don't forget, that I gave you your first kiss on the very same day." the familiar Raichu voice laughed from behind.
"Oh, that's how it is. Another cutie among us." Andrew sneered with a wink to Jason, causing him to blush. "And how old are you?"
"Just turned 18."
"Aww...how adorable, just turned into a man. I'm 21 if you wanna know." He beamed, making Jason smile in return. "You got any hobbies?"
The grey fur thought for a second. "I really like reading fantasy novels." A blink of an eyes later, he noticed how nerdy that hobby is, blushing another time.
"Wow, that are already 2 similarities!" the roo shouted.
"Two...?". A puzzled look covered the black fur mask of Jason. A poke in the belly was the answer, making him yelp.
"You're as cute as I am." Andrew snickered quietly, still squeezing the fat on the coons belly. "Wow...he thinks I'm attractive..." Jason thought to himself, feeling nervousness rise again.
"Y-you're cute, too..." Saying those words was something he had never done before, showing physical attraction to a fur was beyond imagination for Jason. Yet it was such an incredible feeling, when Andrew blushed and grinned like a little boy, who just received the present for christmas he wanted all year.
But their moment was interrupted by Alex.
"Hey you two. Tim turns 21 on Saturday and I want to throw a surprise party for him. Would you like to come as well?" the red fox whispered. Andrew instantly nodded, but Jason needed a moment to understand that he was just invited to a party. He felt honored to be asked to come, as a 21st birthday is something very special.
"Hey Jason, you wanna come as well?" Alex asked a second time. It made the coon snap back into the surrounding.
"Yes!" was his happy answer...
"I love you, Coonie..." he said as he kissed Jason. Their bellies rubbing against each other, Andrew opened his muzzle and let Jason slide in. His paw reached down to the coon's crotch...
A gasp and Jason's eyes ripped open. Still in a semi-somnolent state, he could taste the imaginary Andrew. Once he was in this realm again, his erection got his attention. The bulge in his boxers was the product of his dreams and Jason wanted to take care of it.
He pulled the fabric down, freeing his member from the cloth prison.
His right paw wandered down, slowly rubbing over the back of his penis, making it hard as rock.
He gripped it firmly, wrapping his paw around it and began to stroke.
Slow at first. Then a fantasy flooded his brain.
He imagined Andrew next to him, making out with Jason. The image of it alone was such a turn on for the coon.
Unintentionally he sped up, increasing the arousal.
Moaning in delight, the images of Andrew in his head got more sexual. First without any kind of clothing on his upper body, then without pants and in the end naked, with a long cock dangling between his legs.
Visualizing the kisses of both furs naked, one paw jerking off the member of the other one, was too good to hold back.
With a squeeze, he released the pressure, his dick twitching and pouring cum.
The orgasm he had, blurred his vision as waves of pleasure pulsed through his body into every single corner.
Relaxing in the afterglow, Jason realized that Andrew would be at the party as well.
Thinking of him made the chubby fur happy for some reason.
After it while of questioning himself, he figured out that he fell in love with the marsupial and that he was attracted to his body as well.
Never before he even had the idea of how great it felt to be in love. Therefore a smile decorated his muzzle as he fell asleep...
It was Saturday and Jason still didn't have a present for Tim. After all he didn't even know what his hobbies were, the only known fact that might help being that he studied web design. So he did what everybody would do and asked Alex what he liked.
From him he got the idea that the Raichu loved the TV show 'Scrubs' and still didn't have season 3.
So the coon went to the local media store and bought it for Tim.
Back in his room, he wrapped it up in a glittery, purple gift paper and admired his own skills of packing.
Then he took a shower, cleaning every part of his body and even used some kind of shampoo which would make his grey fur shine to impress Andrew.
It was 8 PM when somebody knocked on his door. He just got out of the shower so he swung a towel around his hips and open the door, but only a split for him to peer. It was Andrew, dressed in a new but still casual way. A red T-shirt, tight enough to show his stomach and some shorts, showing his legs.
"Oh sorry Andrew I just got out of shower... But come in, if you don't mind me." The usually shy racoon would never ever want anybody to see his body. But Andrew was different.
Jason wanted the 'roo to see him almost naked, to find out if he'd still think he's cute after he sneaked a peek or two of him.
Andrew entered and indeed he looked at Jason, but not only peeking, no, he'd openly stare at the plump body, his jaws opened. The procyonid blushed hard when he took notice of it. He was checked out from the top of his ears to the very end of his black and grey banded tail. Walking as slowly as possible, he returned into the bathroom to give the brown fur a last glance before drying himself off and changing into his clothes.
The usual wide stuff to hide his bulk. Returning to his bed room, he found Andrew sitting on the bed.
"Aww...why do you have to wear such a gear? It totally ruins your fine ass.." the kangaroo muttered disappointed, his brown eyes underlining the statement.
Jason was devastated. He got such a nice compliment from his crush and couldn't even do a thing to make him happy, since all his shirts and pants were that wide.
"I-i don't have anything else..." he stammered in shame.
"I see... Wanna see if something out of my closet fits you?"
"O-ok..."
A cheerful 'Yay' later Andrew grabbed the grey paw and led him away from the dorm rooms, out of the school area to the student apartments in the outskirts of the whole complex. A nice side effect of this was that Jason got to know Andrew's address. Inside of the small 2 room apartment he was guided to the bed room of the roo where a gigantic closet towered right beside the bed.
"Ok..let's see..Nah..Nah..Nah...You wanna try this...and this...Nah, that's too slutty...Oh yea...and this one..." Andrew mumbled to himself as he threw several tops and bottoms through his room. He stuffed all chosen pieces into Jason's paws and sent him to the bath room to change.
5 minutes later he came out again, dressed in a dark green, relative tight shirt, showing his belly slightly and a pair of camouflaged shorts.
Andrew's eyes twinkled and he grinned when he saw the coon, his curves stressed by the outfit.
"I don't remember hiding a model in my rest room." he remarked, rising a giggle in Jason.
"Do you really think it's good like this? I feel so fat..." the racoon sighed, obviously not liking his outfit.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You're gorgeous!" Andrew exclaimed as he stepped up to Jason. "And I've never seen someone that hot." he whispered.
His heart was jumping. Another compliment and the big, brown eyes told him that it was true. The blissful feeling caused Jason to hug the fur. He didn't care if it was too direct or anything, all he wanted was to feel the roo's heartbeat, beating as fast as his. Andrew couldn't resist the desire to hug back any longer and finally gave in, his paws exploring the racoon's body. Each squeeze, each rub and each pat was a joy for both of them.
After some minutes of cuddling, Jason and Andrew stared into each other's eyes. The silence got uncomfortable, so the chubby marsupial did the first thing that came to his mind, pecking Jason. In return he got a small kiss on his own.
Steadily the kisses got longer and longer until both couldn't contain themselves any longer and their muzzles united to a dance of their tongues.
Millions of positive emotions pervaded the racoon's consciousness, combining to a simple, yet powerful moan.
The taste was astonishing, his paws groping all over Andrew's body like an explorer made things only better.
Where he had been nervous when Tim kissed him, he now was just happy. Kissing his first love, while being touched all over his body was a experience, Jason was sure he'd never forget.
Suddenly Andrew broke the kiss.
"Oh shit...how long have we been standing here? It's already 8:45!" He glared over to the clock hanging over his bed. "Fucking time goes by so fast."
"Oh...I think we should leave then?"
"Yea, we should" the 'roo placed a kiss on Jason's cheek "You're awesome, Coonie." 'Coonie' face burnt again, feeling his veins widen to get as much blood as possible into his cheeks.
"You too" he responded, his face beaming. But then an unexpected question brought forth a even bigger smile, causing his eyes to sparkle in joy.
"Would you...like to be my boyfriend?" Asking the last part obviously made Andrew nervous as it sounded more like 'liketobemyboyfriend'.
The reply was nothing less than the most cheery 'Yes' Jason ever shouted. In fact, it felt like he shouted for the first time in his life anyway.
A last peck and they made their to Alex's and Tim's apartment, holding paws.
As they left his door frame, a struggle rose in Jason. Having his paw in Andrew's was a wonderful feeling, but what would other furs think if they saw them?
In the end, not all of them were accepting gay love as it is and would rather think they're just nuts for adoring boys.
His luck, though, was that the Raichu and the fox only lived 2 houses away, so he pushed away the thoughts and hasted a bit, pretending to try to make it in time...
When they finally arrived the surprise had already been blown as a big banner with 'Willkommen Tim' written on it, hung over the main door. The fresh couple rang and were greeted by Alex. With a sum the door openend and they stepped up to the second floor to enter the flat.
Music and voices filled the room until the first furs espied the coon and the roo holding paws and the chatter slowly fell to silence.
"CUUUUUUUTE!!" a high-pitched female voice screamed, belonging to Catherine May. She leaped in front of the couple and gazed at them. Jason blushed deeply, looking away from the sparkling eyes.
"Cuti-cuti-cuti-cute!" She laughed, jiggling Jason's cheeks with her snow white paws.
"Hey Cathi, I see you like my Coonie." Andrew snickered, grinning.
"Oh my god, you two are cuuuuuuuutest thing ever." Her eyes were piercing them, showing that she really wanted to know about the two furs. "When did you get together?"
"Hmm...like 15 minutes ago?" A collective 'Awww' covered the silence, but Cathi was the loudest, of course, followed by another 'How cute'.
Finally Jason found the courage to speak and opened his muzzle. "You really like the word 'Cute', do you?" He asked, smirking. He felt comfortable to ask such a sarcastic question, since she seemed to be a friendly person and already stated more than often enough how cute their appearance was.
The snow white, slim catgirl blushed, tinting her facial fur to a bright pink. Before she could reply, Alex cut her off.
"You know, 'Cute' is like her catch phrase." Jason giggled, then the vulpine went on. "But now it's enough attention for you two. It's my ChubChu's birthday. So let's celebrate it, for the sake of god." He walked off into the kitchen.
The coon let out an 'Oh'. He really forgot that it was Tim's birthday, he erased it due to his new lover he got only minutes ago. Moving to the electric mouse, his black fur mask hid the slight hint of red under his fur.
He handed over the purple packet, Tim opened it and hugged him for the DVD box.
"Thanks! I searched this like forever!" the grey rodent rejoiced. Another hug. The appreciation and the attention he got from Tim made Jason blush another time. He felt great, having a boyfriend and friends who accepted him like he was. Even his reluctant personality, which had always hindered from the funny things in life, began to crackle.
Alex returned from the kitchen, carrying a tablet with vodka shots. He walked through the filled room, handing every fur a small glass filled with the alcoholic liquid. The coon's nose sniffed, wrinkling at the stench of what he interpreted as nail polish.
"Eww, that's disgusting..." He muttered to himself, inspecting the the fluid with his eyes.
"You've never drank before, right sweetie?" Andrew asked from behind.
"Nope...I'm only 18."
"It might taste bad, but you will love the effect." The kangaroo smirked, his voice equivocating.
The volume of the music was turned down and another time a silence crept through the room.
"1, 2, 3...To my love!" Alex shouted, followed by laughs and cheers of the other furs, raising their paws with the shot glasses. Everybody gulped down the vodka, almost simutaneously. Jason's muzzle hated the taste, but his throat liked the burning as the booze ran down. Never before he felt so alive, the celebration, its chatter and music, the alcohol, it felt too great to be real.
Andrew moved over to Jason, holding another two shots.
"Here cutie, have another one!"
"I'm in...cutie" A warm feeling established in his guts, calling the marsupial 'cutie' felt so good.
They crossed their arms, one paw on each other's hip and threw their heads back.
The evening passed by, involving lots of drinking and games. The alcohol completely shattered the known Jason. After his 5th drink, his vision blurred, his coordination lacked any precision and the shyness was gone. He sat down on a couch as his legs started to shake, laughing from a stupid joke a husky just told. Andrew made himself comfortable next to him, putting his paw on the drunk fur's belly.
"Honey, you're alright?" His voice sounded concerned.
"Alright? Shweetheart, I wuv you too mutch to not be owlright." Jason replied with a slur, his blue eyes rolling around in the sockets.
"You...love me...?"
"Sinze se day I med you." He cupped Andrews cheeks with his paws and pulled his muzzle closer, kissing him. There they sat, making out on the couch, the kangaroo still surprised a bit by the statement his boyfriend just made and by the direct approach of him. An abrupt ending was put to the intimate act when Cathi sneaked up from behind and tipped Andrew's shoulder.
"Hey you lovebirds, it's 2 AM. The guests are leaving and you should as well."
"But I don't wanna!" Jason cried out, slumping in the couch. "It's too comfy..." he mumbled, awaiting Andrew's answer.
"C'mon Jason, I think you're better off sleeping." the caring voice of the brown fur stated.
A disappointed 'Awww' and a small fight to get the heavy racoon of the couch later, the couple said bye and went home. They staggered through the darkness to Andrew's apartment. Inside the bed room he had to help his chubby coon lover out of his clothes. To his surprise Jason pulled down his underwear as well and in his drunken stupor, he whispered the following words.
"Fuck me sweetie." Quiet, yet demanding. The request echoed in Andrew's ears, torn apart between his own lust and the moral dilemma of taking advantage of his drunk boyfriend. He slowly sat down on the bed, sighing sadly.
"Coonie, I don't want your first time to be a booze accident..."
The only noises in the room was the heavy panting of Jason. His mind just couldn't figure out why the seductive offer met a put-down. Tears filled his eyes, his body shaking. Suddenly the racoon put on his clothes again, silently. It was the calm before the storm as the next action of him made Andrew jump in fright.
"You hate me! I know it!" the heartbroken fur screamed and ran outside, paws in front of his eyes to wipe away the tears.
The door was slammed when the chubby, shocked 'roo finally let out a silent "No..I love you too..."
Lying on his bed, drunk and depressed, Jason let the evening pass another time in his memory.
How it began, how he felt so incredibly great for the first time in his life, how the alcohol banished his shyness and the eye watering end. He hugged his pillow as he cried into it, big racoon tears flowing.
"He doesn't even like me..." the grey procyonid thought to himself, digging his muzzle even deeper into the white, fluffy piece of fabric.
Weeping and sobbing, his blurred mind faded away into the healing grasp of sleep...
A ray of light shone on the black mask, causing the eyes in it to blink. He got up and raised his paw to his forehead, aching from the hangover. Looking down at the floor, a painful memory returned, as he saw the borrowed shorts and shirt.
"Fuck..." he whispered. "I screwed up..." The grief devoured him, filling his eyes again.
A knock on his door raised the siege of awkyard thoughts and emotions. It was Andrew, shifting nervously and fiddling with his thumbs. Jason's eyes got wide when he saw him. He opened the door, his heart rushing.
"Jason, may I enter?"
A nod in response. The 'roo placed himself on the bed, breathing heavily. Only dressed in a boxer, the racoon settled next to him, watching every move with sad eyes. His tail was shifting from left to right. It seemed like both waited until the other one tried to speak. After what felt like an eternity Jason opened his muzzle.
"Uhm...Andrew?
"Yea...?"
"Look, I'm sorry for my burst...The drinks kinda turned me into a monster...I understand if you hate me now..."
"Just answer one question." Andrew's eyes stared at the blue eyes, not moving at all. "Do you really love me...?"
"I dream about you and I've never felt as happy as ever before when you asked me to be your boyfriend... Yes, I really love you."
"Ok...here's my point...I love you, too and I just didn't want your first time to be something that... stupid. I want to love you, not fuck you..."
It might have been the relief or pent-up feelings, but it didn't matter as the coon wrapped himself around the wide belly of his love, crying tears of joy. Andrew couldn't hold back any longer, as well. Feeling his pudgy, adorable 'Coonie' hugging him with all his power, as if he would be taken away any moment, the 'roo hugged back, crying as well. That emotional moment, so powerful for both of them, finally knowing that out there was someone who loved one another, lead to a question, which would unite them in more then one way.
"Let me ask in a different way this time...Would you make love to me?" Jason asked, eyes still bloodshot but smiling.
"There's nothing in this world I'd love to do more." Andrew replied, smiling just like Jason.
With that said, their muzzles met. Slowly they opened up, letting the other's tongue explore. Feeling warm breaths, tasting the 'roo, the erection that formed was unevitable. Andrew's crotch began to tent his pants, as well, feeling every body part of his partner with his tongue or his paws.
Jason slowly unbuttoned the shirt, brushing his paw over the brown furred chest. The arousal grew as Andrew took off his pants, now sitting there just like the coon in his boxers.
They held each other tightly, massaging their backs in tempting way, their small pot bellies rubbing against each other. It was just like the dreams Jason had about them, only real and far more sensual. A paw wandered down to his underwear, playfully pulling at it. Obviously, Andrew wanted them gone to see the grey fur in all his glory.
His request was approved, lifting his plump rump to enable the marsupial to pull the last defense down. The exposed, pink piece of meat was 16 cm long and already spilled its first drops of pre. Andrew watched in awe, reaching down and clutched his paw around it.
A silent gasp emerged the now seriously horny coon, as he began to stroke. Enjoying the treatment, he leaned back and rested on his elbows.
In the process of making his lover squirm and moan in lust, the 'roo removed his own underwear, revealing his cock of 18 cm length.
But it wasn't the time to mind himself, he had to give Jason a session he'd never be able to forget, even if he tried.
So he sunk his head below the throbbing member in his paws and gazed at the cute, thick butt cheeks in front of him.
Digging his muzzle between them, his wet nose now touching the little pucker, made the chubby procyonid yelp.
Another,even louder shout of ecstasy left his muzzle as his tail hole experienced a lick.
The tongue forced its way into the coon, slowly relaxing the muscles blocking its path. An explosion of feelings washed through Jason, feeling the warm and wet sensation inside of him. The moment itself proved to be such a tender one, though. Andrew gave his best to make it as comfortable as he could, intruding slow enough to avoid any kind of pain. Experiencing being licked in such a sensitve spot, made his penis spit masses of sweet pre. Moaning in sexual delight, he felt so empty when Andrew stopped.
"You know, I forgot my lubricants at home." He grinned mischievously. "If you need more love, be my lube."
A blush over Jason's muzzle and smiling sheepishly, he descended to the 'roo's crotch.
Without hesitation, he took the twitching pole in his muzzle, instantly intoxicated by the smell of the musk from the pubic fur and the sweet, yet salty taste of pre and a cock.
"This is what heaven must look like" he thought to himself, working on the member with his tongue, raising deep groans from Andrew. Carefully he sucked on it, moving his head up and down and following the motion with his paw. He went on caressing the center of arousal until the bulky, squirming 'roo grabbed his head and stopped him from licking any longer. Another time the coon felt empty, but this time in his oral region. The heavy panting and musky, sweaty scent were the only perceptions in the room until a voice pierced the atmosphere.
"Soo Coonie... your beautiful bottom is as wet as I am. Are you really sure you want this?"
"Y-yes...pleeeeease." he moaned, rolling on his belly, showing his ass in a almost begging way.
Andrew just nodded and stepped forwards, gripping the juicy cheeks of his lover, who murred quietly as he felt his tail pushed aside and his buns split.
Wheezing in anticipation, the racoon waited for the first meeting of genitalia and his hole. His wish was granted soon, feeling the soaked, warm tip pressing against his entrance. A gasp and another push and the tip vanished into the depths of coon flesh.
The strange mixture of pain and pleasure made Jason whine, feeling how he was stretched in his private area. He squeezed his eyes tightly, a tear slipping out. A very silent 'Slower please' escaped his muzzle, hoping it wouldn't ruin the moment of his virginity taken. Andrew took the silent beg into consideration and pulled out a little, causing a load moud from himself. His next penetration would be much slower, preventing any more discomfort for the chubby coon.
A playful smack on the butt and the buisness was on again. With all caution he could bring up in this more than covetous moment, he slowly inserted his member again, groaning over the warm tightness.
This time, Jason enjoyed the entry to its fullest, the pain fading away. Now he truly was in paradise, being loved in such a way. It felt amazing to be filled and still was enough to provide he would cum as well, as Andrew hit some more than sensitive spots. As he pulled out, both furs let out another sound of their united lust. With each new push, more and more of the 'roo cock disappeared into the shivering body, picking up pace, until his belly and the big rump collided, both body parts jiggling a bit in response. Meanwhile Jason began pawing himself off to the rythm of the slap sounds, caused by the bulky masses hitting against each other.
Their moaning went on until Jason came, shooting thick ribbons of his seed on his bed. He felt it was harder than anything ever before, as the stimulation provided by Andrew somehow animated his balls to twitch and spasm way more than usual. With each new wave of undescribable emotions wandering through him, he gasped, feeling how his tail hole clenched and his shaft spit out more salty liquid. The squeezing of the pucker on the length of Andrew was enough to send him over the edge. A outcry from the bottom of his lung and he felt how the gooey fluid streamed through Jason. Every single moment fulfilled all of his wishes, the sensation of cumming inside the cute being below him proved to be such a turn on, which drained his testicles, following the need to give the coon all of his sperm.
They slumped down together, cuddling as the softening dick plopped out. Cherishing their afterglow, they just lay there, minds still dazed by the incredible act of love they just performed. Jason looked deep into the brown eyes and went forward to kiss the owner of those.
"I love you, Andrew"
"I love you, too"
They dozed off, holding each other, not minding that it still was 2 PM and the sun was brightening the room...
"My, my. Just proved your love?" a voice asked.
Jason's eyes snapped open and could see a smirking grey Raichu and a red fox. He blushed, taking notice of the stains of cum all over his belly and on the bed. Andrew's eyes blinked twice before he could see again. A smile covered his muzzle, smooching Jason on the cheek and replying with a cheery 'Yes'.
Tim told them to get up as he and Alex wanted to go to the cinema with the naked couple in front of them.
Both furs trodded off to the shower, washing themselves, to remove any spots of seed left and to get rid of the smell of sex. They dressed up quickly, the coon wearing the outfit Andrew gave him yesterday. After 15 minutes both couples were ready for take off.
Since it was evening already, but the air still warm they decided to walk to the movie theater. This time Jason was much more confident with holding paws, after all he was loved and he loved back. A normal couple, just with two males...
END