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• * * Yuki Silvertail A beginning There's a lot of stories to be told in this world. Everyone has them. Some stories entrance a greater number of furries then others do. This is because there's a lot of stories considered to be, 'normal' to have and yet, not everyone has them including those considered to be normal. This story that I'm going to share with you is about a time of great confusion and understanding about myself as a furry. The time this story begins will be three weeks before my ninth grade class started. Now, this is a strange time for everyone since it's a big change. In this case though, the change was unusual. The school board, in their usual infinite wisdom and great intellect, had chosen to move the 6th grade into Jr. High, and 9th grade into High school. Being the transition was done over a span of 2 years, I only had 2 years of Jr. High school before I found myself standing in a new school in a strange part of my life. When you're entering the 9th grade, you're just starting to understand yourself, come to grips with yourself, and accept yourself as a furry. It wasn't easy for me to accept that I'm attracted too guys though. My Father is so fanatically against homosexuals, and my Mother would be disappointed but would accept me as her son. I wouldn't want to disappoint her so I decided to keep it a secret from, well everyone. Due to my raising, I had spent Jr. High trying to understand myself while trying to handle all the new views and situations Jr. Highschool presents and thus, I'm a virgin. In fact, I've never had a girlfriend or a boyfriend. Shy around people, I think a lot, create a lot... I'm a real Aesthetics kind of guy who happened to be a pretty decent trumpet player. So there I stood, in a new school surrounded by a lot of furries I've never bmet, and a few that I know but we didn't socialize back in Jr. High yet, we've all managed to get near enough to each other, just so we wouldn't be surrounded by strangers. The unknown is a harder thing to face then a known enemy. Everyone of us Freshfurs are nervous. None of us know what's going to happen. Everyone's heard the stories, everyone heard the tales about where we were... we, were at Band Camp. "Atten,TION!" Of course, none of us stood correctly. Those of us that tried to stand at attention, weren't even credited for attempting it. The Drum Major had a very serious expression upon his maw, the kind you'd expect from boot camp. The teacher stepped out in front of us all. He was a Racoon, left part of his face was white, the other black. He wore glasses, but wasn't all together that tall. The furries around him were the Section Captains. These were the furries that we took orders from, and they were always right and the teacher would never question them, even if they 'were' wrong! They also had the authority to force you too run laps, without reason. You do learn pretty quickly what you can and can't do as laps are always the least favoured thing to do for any student. Once introductions were complete, we all broke off into sections and spread out throughout the empty campus. Niow, there was a stadium but it wasn't opened yet. It was brand new, a funny story about it.... The football team had nothing to do with getting that built, even though they were invited too help out. I know this because I have family that was in the Marching band at the time and it was they who got it too be built. Now, the football team has first reign in there since the Principle loves the sport. Anyways, we were waiting for quite a while, as though they were deliberately presenting us with an enormous pretension. Most of us were strangers but a few here and there actually knew each other from their previous Jr. High. I was alone, which I didn't mind. There were 7 of us newbies, and a few looked fired up and ready to go, while others were dead nervous. I was nervous but not dead nervous. Noticeably, there were two furries off to the side who had the guts to even play their trumpets at this time. They were warming up but not in a overly serious kind of way, rather they were just having fun. I figured they were twins since they looked so alike. Around me there were a few other furries but they're not important. Once the section captain showed up and gave us all our music, I learned that I was one of three who were selected to play second part. We were the best of the freshfurs, and better then many 10th graders. The twins were the other two, so I got to spend a lot of time with them throughout band camp. Quite an adventure in itself. They had the habit of ditching classes throughout the semester yet nobody seemed to complain, except the section captain. They were great players, and knew their music and marches very quickly before they'd start ditching. So we were broken up into two separate groups and got to practice our music for the first time. The section captain let us 2nd parters go off on their own as we were skilled enough to start practicing correctly on our own. Walking with our music stands, music, and instrument cases in hand, we headed to an area relatively quiet and out of sight from most people. We all agreed somewhere secluded and out of the way would be best. During the walk, the male walked up next to me. The Section captain didn't take time for introductions today. He said, it can wait until the rest of the band shows up. This, is too make sure you're ready. No point in learning names if you'll just drop out, ya know? You can tell when people are very friendly, open, and one who hasn't givin into the social expectations that men aren't supposed to bare emotions... those kinds of guys annoy me. It's as if they're out to prove they have something they obviously don't have, otherwise there'd be no need to actually prove it. "What's your name?" He asked politely. In a quiet, calm, and slightly more nervous voice then I intended, "Yuki Silvertail." I was a bit nervous because I thought he was beautiful but then again, anyone nice seems that way when you're like me. He surely wasn't the kind of guy who'd be interested in a guy like me anyways, probably, even if he did swing towards guys, which he likely didn't. He repeated my name with a smile and then said, in the same cheerful voice, "I'm David Mendrilia, and this is my sister Crystal." She waved a hand in greetings, muffled with music papers. She was also carrying her brothers papers just to be nice. I have a polite response back. That's how it began. A friendship that was to last for the whole of band camp. We always hung out together during lunch break, and would walk off too the ice cream store to load up on sugar goodness. We remained friends for quite a while. Heh, it's amazing how innocent things can start, and how devastatingly different things can end up as. Well, the football team decided it's time to start practice only 2 weeks before the semester started. I was never really big on football, well American football, heh. Soccer is the sport I like but I don't watch that either. So, the school started growing more crowded. We got our lockers, all was fine. I always hung out in the back of the gym since nobody else was out there. Just kept to myself, and wrote some poetry, or practiced my trumpet. On rare occasion, someone or a small group of people would pass. I always tensed a bit and tried to act casual. Thankfully, they just kept moving on. They never stole my money or anything like T.V. shows suggest they would. The real story began about 1 week before real school started. I bid David and Crystal a goodnight and was starting my walk home from school. I walked since I lived nearby. As usual, I grabbed a bit of water at a fountain I pass by, and made my usual pit stop at the bathroom. This time, it was different though. Inside, I thought I heard a noise in one of the stalls. I ducked down and saw two pairs of feet on the ground, facing each other. 'What the...?' I thought to myself. I shouldn't have, but curiosity got the better of me. I should have just went about my business and left but curiosity was just too strong. What were they doing in there!? None of my business! But, I was just so, curious... I had to know! I decided to investigate. First, I had to try to trick them to make them think I didn't' know they were there. I went ahead and peed, washed my hands and made the noises like I left, opening the door and letting it slam and everything. I heard a smirk and the noise grew slightly louder with a bit of slurping sounds starting to emit. 'Oh my god!' Yes, very obvious what they were doing! I had to see! So, I snuck up too the stall they were in and took a glance between the slit and confirmed my suspicion. He was getting his cock sucked. From what I was able to tell, the one getting sucked was a little tall, thin, well shaped but not a football player. Kind of like John Travoltas character in Grease. The tall sexy type, if you know what I mean. So, I trembled a bit and found this very erotic and started getting a little hard myself. Alas, my curse was I had to be quiet. The one sucking was a little guy, about my size. He was probably some freshfur like myself. I slipped and made the slightest of noise. The big one turned his head over his shoulder, 'Who's there!?" I ran! What else could I do? Run! RUN! RUN!!! So I ran out the door, grabbed my backpack, case, and bolted as fast as I could! I turned around to see if he was chasing after me, but he wasn't. Alas, by doing so, he got a good look at me and I didn't even realize I gave him that at the time. Well, that was the beginning. School started, and I learned that Crystal and David liked video games too, but they always preferred to keep too themselves. I didn't really hang out with them too often except during lunch break. Rarely, I'd go over to their house. I never joined them at the movies either. Those two did love their movies. They always had this way of telling you all about the movie yet, breaking absolutely nothing about it. It was weird but convenient. I got too see all the good movies without wasting money on the bad ones. So yes, back to my story. That incident remained on myh mind every single day since, with no exception. I started taking an ew route home everyday and stayed away from that bathroom. I was scared of seeing him again. He'd probably be mad that I snuck around like that and then just ran off without an explanation. Funny when I think back on it. Getting caught is half the fun, right? I was scared of him. I mean, he was a higher grade and we all know what happens when you mess with someone in the higher grades, right? A while after school started, I began growing accustomed too it. Your routine develops, the quick routes to class is laid out, your preferred areas to hang out at during rest break claimed, your favourite water fountains discovered, even that tree you like to use for shade on Tuesdays. The areas where 'those' kids would hang out all the time figured out and avoided. Yes, just another idle school year as far as the school system goes. It's a wonder we get any education in this atmosphere in the slightest. My system was simple. Show up to school an hour early for Marching band practice, everyday. Home room, History, Science, Choir, English, Lunch at the shady corner with the twins or off for an inspiring stroll. I'd write some poetry and what not, Concert band, Math. Go home!!! On Tuesday and Thursdays, the marching band would meet after school as well. After school, I hit the bathroom, water or the soda machine, stop by the band room to pick up my Trumpet, and cut across the baseball diamond and walk home. Once I got home, I usually took a deep breathe to focus. They didn't know I was gay and I had to keep that secret. Generally, I'd head off into my room and play games, do my homework, practice my music, watch some T.V. and of course, surf the internet. I did a lot of Role Playing but that's been on hold lately. Lots of schoolwork to do after all. But, something new and unexpected started happening. The memory of, 'him', was haunting me. This spectre, this furry I had never known before was starting to interrupt my daily thoughts. He echoed in my poetry, was on my mind when I practiced, or played my video games. I couldn't focus. I started taking up an interest in Exhibitionism themed stories, which eventually gave way to Domination and Submissive stories. Eventually, it became an every night thing to read a story about a Dominant Male, taking a Submissive male who didn't' want to accept he was Submissive in some public place. The park, a bathroom... As time went on, I eve started closing my eyes and tried to picture myself being taken by a dom, usually one that resembled 'him'. Being ordered by him, forcing me to take him as deep as he pleased, making me drink his cum, spraying me with it. I could picture a dark smile on his face as he came all over my loving face. 'That's it bitch, you look so, beautiful smiling like that...' Gosh, the mere thought drove me crazy. I started getting aroused in class everyday, during every period. Weeks of this give way and I began to understand that I needed more. It became an obsession. I had to figure out a way to get more or I'd lose it! First I tried cumming on myself yet. For a time, that seemed to satisfy but it wasn't enough. I started hanging myself upside down off my bed so I could cum on my face. It was quite a sight seeing the cum come out. That wasn't enough for me. There wasn't enough quantity. I started trying to research this stuff, and learned that if you don't cum for a few days, you'll cum a great deal more when you do, as especially if it's a full out erotic cumming session. When quantity wasn't enough, I tried one more thing. I tried to drink my own cum but that proved far more difficult then I expected. A voice was always in the back of my head saying, 'don't do this! It's wrong to drink your own...' I started growing very frustrated. I had a hunger I could not quench and it was making me do things I never thought I'd do. As the weeks went on, without realizing it, I started developing more, submissive habits and thoughts towards the world. One day, I went over to the Twins house and something that scared me happened. After a few rounds of Soul Blade, Crystal had left the room to fetch us some soda's and make a few sandwiches. Now, the hardest character of his for me to fight against was Voldo. I had to focus very hard to stand a chance and David knew this. So, by choosing Voldo, I had no choice but to pick my Cerventes. He was deliberately occupying my mind apparently. The battle began and I thought I'd try something I don't usually start with. That attack that shoots across the screen. Usually I'd fake it so I figured, he'd be nulled to it by now. It's risky because of how much weapon meter you lose in trying the attack. As long as you budget your blocking and attacks, you'll be fine. David, in his usual way, parried the attack out of mere reflex. Lots of people think you can't but folks, sorry to break it too you like this but yeah, you 'can' parry it. "You're submissive, aren't you?" He said out of nowhere in the middle of the round in the most casual voice as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, and isn't a big deal. I paused for a bit, stuck in the moment, an instant of many thoughts. Fear struck me, that he knew? Reason, how could he know? He must be joking. I called it as a bluff. "What?" I asked with a fun smirking laugh. Though in that moment of pause, he hit me with a very basic 3 hit combo that finished me off for the round, heh heh. He laughed a little, "Oh, nothing. It was just a funny thought." And we went back to our games and he didn't bring it up again. That scared me greatly! That night when I got home, my mind raced with many thoughts. Was I truly a submissive now? So much so that a friend could figure it out so easily? I had a real rough night, barely able to sleep. David didn't pursue that thankfully. I figured my feigning ignorance worked. I began taking a far greater interest in the Dom/Sub world and learned a great deal. Like, how there's your casual people who are in it out of mere fetish, and then there are those that live a full out lifestyle. I didn't know this at the time but I was the latter type. After band class, I made a pit stop at my locker to grab my Math book. Suddenly, I felt a presence hovering over me. The presence was far to close too me... "Hello, Silvertail..." the voice said with this mischievous grin. My God, he knew my name! "Uhmm, h, hello...?" I very well knew who it was but I attempted to feign ignorance. "Heh, took me quite a while to find you. I'm glad to finally meet you more... formally this time..." "Yeah, about that... I," was stuttering! Why was that? It's pretty obvious. I knew why I was stuttering but was too scared to accept it. I'd stay up late sometimes, touching myself to the thought of him. He infatuated me without even trying too. It's amazing how weird a crush can be, in High School. "I'm sorry for sneak..." He interrupted me, leaning closer and putting a hand over my mouth. I couldn't see his eyes, they seemed to be hidden by a kind of shadow. "Shhh, meet me 'there' one hour after school and we'll talk about this, private matter in a more, private place, where it should be discussed. Then, he simply removed his hand, placed it in his pocket and casually walked away. I stole a glance as he walked away... He had black hair, short, and stood about 2 feet above me. This feline wore a Leather Jacket, but no like a biker jacket. It was more 'Trendy' like something you'd see out of Grease. His butt wasn't too big, or too small, didn't seem too boney... I dunno, that just matters to me. I thought he was beautiful I was actually blushing. Once I realized it, I quickly broke my glance as fast as I could and finished up changing books and closed m y locker! The warning bell rang so I haste fully made my way too my next class. Skipping ahead here, I was on my way too the bathroom, assuming that's where he meant. Lots of things go through your head at such moments as you can imagine, but when it comes time too turn that final corner, the one that puts the entrance too your destination into view, you start losing yourself in the moment, and the emotions. My heart was pounding... I was terrified. 'He knew my name, he'd been looking for me... Was he, mad? Was he wanting to beat me up for invading his privacy like that? I mean, I did pretend to leave, deliberately tricking him! Or, did he, want, to use me? No, stop day dreaming and focus! This is serious Yuki! Get a grip!' I thought too myself. I really didn't know what to expect but somehow, I managed to fight off the desire to run home and enter that place. Once inside, I set down my trumpet case, and my backpack near the door. I looked around, I saw nobody. Had, I guessed the wrong location? Where else could he mean!? "So, you've come. I'm surprised. Heh." He said from behind the door that lead too 'that' stall. All the stalls were closed but not fully latched so you'd know they weren't occupied. Just the doors we had there. I looked under the stalls, and in the same stall I saw him for the first time, he was sitting in it once more. My heart skipped a beat as I approached... I stuttered a bit, fearful and scared as I stood in front of the slightly opened door. I couldn't see inside, "I, I'm sorry I.." But then he interrupted me, "Are you going to talk through the door or are you going to face me!?" "I'm sorry!" I quickly said and hurriedly opened the door, made my way inside and gasped. The toilet seat was down, and he was sitting on it, with his arms up using the toilet paper dispenser and the bar as arm rests. His legs, spread exposing himself too me. He wasn't wearing anything... Now this is a very unbelievable situation and one can't react in a normal way when placed in a situation like this. Most wouldn't believe it could exist in real life after all... I panicked, and quickly started out of the stall but that didn't last long. He called me, "Yuki!" and I froze in place. Slowly, I stepped back into the stall, heart pounding, knees almost shaking. "Now, keep that silver little butt of yours here until I say otherwise." He commanded, I simply, slowly nodded. I was at fault here after all. With a smirking grin, he said, "Do you really find me that repulsive that you have to run?" Quickly, I said, "No, I mean, you're not... erm, no." I stuttered and averted my eyes. Why did you peek in?" He asked calmly. I was, I... don't know..." "Yet, you felt the need too. Why?" "I was curious..." Keeping my eyes averted, trying to speak clearly, trying to stop my knees from hitting eachother. "Why are you scared to look at me?" "You're naked." "And?" "And it's, not right too, look..." gulp. "To look at strangers..." "Then, why did you look Yuki?" It makes me jump every time he uses my name... "I, was curious..." "You wanted to look." "Yes." "Why did you come?" "I, had too..." "Why?" "I, owed you an apology." "You owe me an apology and wish to come here to make emends for peeking in on me then running away?" "Yes... I'm sorry." "Then, you're going to have to get on your knees and suck me until I cum and then you drink me." Yes, he really said that. Just like that! Bluntly, calmly as if it were the most normal thing to do when giving an apology. My insides turned, and almost forgot to pump my blood, to use my lungs. 'I, you...' "You can't be serious..." "Get on yours knees and prove too me how much you want to be forgiven! Besides, 'I' think you want to suck it anyways." At that moment, I had thought I'd been hiding it well, but it was really obvious. My mouth was starting to water a little, my stomach turned with more interest, then fear. I trembled slightly. "Just look at you. The mere idea is driving you crazy." My god, I had never felt like this before. My body wanted him more in a primeval way. I was being betrayed by my body... it wouldn't listen. Without deciding too, I fell to my knees in front of him, bringing my face near his lap. Filled with lust now, I began licking his cock, gently at first. Why was I losing control so easily? I was licking a strangers cock. I don't even know his name AND not that long ago, I was watching him getting sucked by another freshfur and now, here I am sucking him as hard as I can and by doing so, making myself hard... It was almost as though I was in a kind of heat. All the lust I had built up inside of me for him since then, has let itself out and it was all I could do too keep my sanity or what was left of it. I needed him. He was smirking a little, "Heh heh, that's it! Just like that..." He placed his hands on my head and started controlling the speed of my bobbing head. I had a strange urge, a desire, a need to do this very well for him, so I tried using my hands to help stimulate him but he simply said, "Don't use your hands! Just, your mouth..." My jaw was starting to get very sore. I've never actually done this before, and I was a virgin. Looking back on it, I find it incredible that I was able to even make myself think I could please anyone with my lack of experience. He started bobbing my head faster as I started shutting my eyes. It was intense. I let out a moan as I started needing air but he was relentless. It's as though this was something he wanted more then my well being. He started standing up a little bit, pushing me back, fucking my mouth. He hunched forward, holding the back of my head with both hands and pressed me against his cock with each thrust. I gasped for air the best I could each time he pulled back. He didn't care about me. I was just a fuck toy for the day. His pleasures, his sweat, his moaning, his lusts... He fucked me so hard that I couldn't have practiced my trumpet even if I wanted too for the rest of the day. I felt shameless. I realized his body was starting to tense up as though he were about to explode inside my mouth. I panicked. 'Oh my god! It's time! It's time!' but I was helpless to do anything. He started pushing me harder and harder against him until... "Arrrgghh!!" He pulled me against his thrusts as if he were trying to make sure he'd impregnate me. He wanted me to take his cock as far down as I could. I was damn near gagging as his feline cum started spreading itself around the insides of my throat on its way into my stomach. Once there, it wo uld be processed and used as part of my very being, my very existence. My body would use his seed for energy, the very energy that keeps me alive and allows me to exist. For the rest of my life, his seed will have played a role in it. I never imagined such a feeling or thought existed in this world until that moment. He wouldn't let me go. He wanted to make sure every bit of his cum entered me. He even started fucking me abit too help more cum come out before he finally pulled out and let me drop onto the floor, my back bent, head resting against the door into the stall as I gasped and coughed. I'd clear my throat a few times trying to swallow what attached itself to the walls. I could still feel him inside my mouth, moving. The sensations hadn't left me yet when I looked up at him, the one using me for his own desires. That shadow covered his eyes, making his grin cause fear in me. He stared at me as though measuring the worth of his property. I began to blush a little as I felt his gaze move around me. My shoulders, my legs, my neck... Suddenly, his grin grew. I guessed he was looking at my erect cock now. My skin around the shaft was tensing. It's as if I couldn't grow anymore without ripping something. The pinnacle of arousal. I, needed to mate but he had other plans. "I see that you love being my fuck fox..." he said quietly smirking a little as he reached down and pawed up both of my legs raising me up too his hunched form. He wet his tongue and started licking my, my hole... I trembled, scared of what I knew he was going to do. I pleaded, "Wait, please! I, I'm saving, myself..." "Your body cannot lie to me, my Yuki. Just look at how much you desire me right now..." He says, gently grasping my cock with one of his hands, letting my right leg fall. My foot alone lands upon the ground, the knee remaining bent allowing him to continue with more ease. I moaned as he began moving his hand up and down firmly. The sensations were strong, so consuming that the world around me was quickly becoming nothing more then a dream. A world of make believe, the world did not truly exist. All that exists is him, and what he's doing to me. Masturbating is nothing like this. Suddenly, with another arousing smirk from him, he simply grabbed my other leg again leaving my cock alone, and raises up my legs, bending them against my chest. He was getting ready to take me, and I could do nothing to stop him. I didn't want to stop him... He positioned himself so I could feel his cock at the base of my ass. My body tensed up drastically, as I felt him slowly begin his penetration. I felt my virginity being taken away from me, by someone I adore, someone I love, someone I don't even know the name of. He entered me as if it were the right place for him to be, as if that's where he belonged. He started fucking me without any care in the world. If I were to call out in pain, he wouldn't care. I was being taken for his pleasure, not mine. I wondered if that other Freshfur I saw him with felt the same way sucking his cock, his, beautiful cock... God, it feels wonderful! That whole feeling you get when filled like this, the movement, the taboo. It's so stimulating. "I'm definitely going to enjoy you everyday!" He said. My mind was so lost I didn't even realize it at the time. My toes were almost hitting the stall door as he merrily fucked me. I was panting, I was hurting, I was loving every single moment of it. He wasn't even jacking me off and I could feel an orgasm approaching. Yes, you can cum without jacking off. I tried to look up at my lover but, he wasn't looking back. It was as if he were in Heaven. He didn't need to know if I was enjoying it. He didn't care if I were in pain. He didn't care what my worth was as long as my body could keep providing him with the sensations. For the first time, my body in itself had its own purpose, and it felt great! The sweat covering my form felt so wonderful, so erotic. Unlike P.E. sweat, I loved caressing it over myself, well would have if I was able. He leaned forward onto me, pushing into me with more force now. I was finally able to reach around him. He trapped my legs up as he did this and I gave no struggle. Instead, I reached around him and pulled him against me, moaning, panting, trying to push back against his thrusts. I was barely able to contain my desire to scream. I tried to look at him again, but his head bangs were a little long, preventing me from getting a clear look not that I was able to focus too clearly anyways. I could feel his tension rising, I could feel his panting against my fur. It was driving me wild. My orgasm could almost not be contained anymore. I grabbed his lovely ass and pulled him into me as hard as I could manage in my weakened state. His warmth started to enter me again, and that I couldn't last against. I exploded over my chest, the first splurt being shot so hard it hit part of my face. My body was getting exactly what I needed, and it loved me for it. My body thanked me in the best way it could. I moved my head a bit to look at him, a tear in an eye from the exhaustion. I couldn't see his eyes, all I saw was darkness. Darkness that crept up on me and before I realized it, I was surrounded by it. I heard him calling me, "Yuki..." My eyes opened up, and the alarm was going off. I smashed my hand against the top of that accursed clock and looked around. I was in my room. With a sigh, I checked my schedule. It's Friday. As I began becoming coherent, I realized that my body had been sweating and that my dream left its mark upon my sheets. That warranted another sigh. Wet dreams are uncommon. 'I'll have to clean them after school today.' I thought too myself as I started preparing for marching band practice. That day of school sucked as you can imagine. For the rest of the day, I spent it thinking about him. My teachers would lecture on as usual and I'd be lost in my day dreams. While playing my music, it was more subconscious then actually practicing. I wondered, did he have any idea, that he was taking me? my lover, the furry of my dreams... The End Written by, Crystal Mendrilia. [email protected] The month of July, in the year of 2005. Thanks for reading and I hope you all enjoyed this story of Yuki Silvertail. I went ahead an reuploaded the first two stories of my Chronicle since somehow they magically vanished at some point. I believe I messed up with their category. Someone for Yiffstar commented that so, it's all fixed! Don't forget to vote guys! If I don't get votes, I don't know what people think since the fan mail is so few as most people aren't interested in actually sending E-mails. Hehe. Don't stalk me. ^.^ Edit NEW E-mail adress! Gosh it's AUG 2006 and I still havn't uploaded. I have a lot of unfinished stories! I'll get some up! Promise!