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Time Never Heals

(c) Cederwyn Whitefurr

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January, 2015

Dexter sat across from his partner, resting his chin on his black furred paw as he slowly tilted his head to one side, his ears slicking back in concern as the human sitting opposite him on the hard backed chair, put down his knife and fork, then a shudder rippled through him.

"Love..." Dexter whispered, as his head-tilt grew, then he stood and quietly stepped around the table and placed his velvety paw pads on his lovers shoulders and gently began kneading. "What's wrong,"

"Nothing," Cole whispered, making a move to brush the young Kangaroo/Fox hybrid's paws off his shoulders, but Dexter snorted softly and pressed Cole back down onto the chair.

"Uh huh," Dexter whispered, as he rubbed his furred chin lightly across Cole's right ear, then lipped at it. "My love, you know you can tell me anything - anything at all - we do not hide anything from each other, remember?"

"It - it was just a bitch of a day at work, the boss was all over me like a rash, a bunch of contractors pulled out at the last minute, so we had to scramble to find replacements - Stephen quit - I don't blame him..."

"Oh no," Dexter whispered, as he continued lovingly licking and nuzzling Cole's earlobe. "I know you and Stephen were friends and you respected him - "

"It's more than that," Cole snarled in sudden fury, slamming his fist down on the table hard enough to rattle the dishes, and forcing the Kangaroo/Fox hybrid to take a step back, his eyes widening and body trembling.

"Dexter...oh, my love, please - I - I didn't mean to frighten you, I know how - " Cole began, as he pushed back the table and hurriedly enfolded the trembling Dexter, who sniffled and quivered helplessly. He knew his partner had a temper - he'd never used said temper on Dexter before - but he knew it was always lingering there, like some beast wanting to be unleashed - and it frightened him to no end.

*

Dexter was ashamed; he wasn't some helpless little hybrid Grey Kangaroo/Red Fox crossbreed, sired by a Fox father and a Grey Kangaroo mother - but his mothers natural fear and instincts run deep in Dexter. He was timid and easily frightened, all through his schooling he'd been bullied and abused - called a freak and other horrible, hurtful words - often forcing him to burst into tears, which only gave the bullies that brutalised him, even more hold over him.

He hated his shy, gentle and timid nature, whereas his father had been strong, dominant, a strong role model until his death when Dexter was only eleven years old, so he'd only started to learn the ways of the world from his father - but his truly formative years - were taken from him and he was raised by his mother as a single child, so much of his 'imprinting' was more of an effeminate, feminine aspect. Without that strong, dominant male role model, Dexter become shy, timid and easily frightened - his mothers ancestral instincts - and whose form he closest resembled - didn't help.

Dexter, now a full grown twenty two year old, stood five feet four inches tall, with the unmistakable appearance of a Kangaroo - short arms, slightly longer than normal feet of a slender nature and his thick, heavy tail dragged behind him wherever he went - but instead of the black eartips, tail and gloves his mother had - his fur was closer to his Vulpine father. His tail alone, was the length and appearance of a kangaroo, but was far bushier with the black tip, a white band about fifteen inches past the tip back towards his rump, with a rich, reddish-brown fur over most of his body, the 'gloves' on his paws ending just before his elbows and mid-thigh length dark coloured socks on his feet. His most distinguishing mark, was the black 'stripe' common to Red foxes, a few inches from his nose, the stripe marking like someone had dipped a finger in black paint and marked him, just behind his slender, girlish like whiskers. His ears were unusually long, definitely half-kangaroo half-fox, as they had the tubular like appearance of his kangaroo mother, but the black outer fur and creamy white inner and long guard hairs, common to his fox sire.

Dexter only weight about one hundred and eight seven pounds, rather light for a creature such as he, with thinner bones and musculature, compared to his fox father. He was happy with his weight and appearance - sure - it fluctuated a few pounds here or there over the years, but he always maintained a sort of 'balance' with his weight.

He was softly spoken, shy and reserved around strangers, not out and out introverted, just cautious and mildly timid - but his laughter came free and easily, and he loved life to its fullest, despite his troubled upbringing, he'd put that behind him - and when he was eighteen, his closest childhood, had come out of the closet - and Dexter at first had been shocked and traumatised - he'd been brought up with a rather 'closed' mind - but he'd loved his friend from their earliest memories together, and Cole had always been just 'one of the boys' - when they were still adolescents. It had taken time, patience and love for Cole to open Dexter's mind, who even now - was more bisexual in his sexuality, than openly gay.

*

"DEXTER!" Cole screamed into Dexter's ears, causing the young kangaroo hybrid to jump and squeal in fright and alarm.

"I..." Dexter stammered, his eyes wide and ears flattened.

"You went somewhere, I can't follow my love - " Cole whispered, as he took Dexter's trembling gloved paws in his own pale skinned ones, and began gently stroking the gossamer like fur.

"I - I was - " Dexter sniffled, then shook his head, long ears slapping from side to side as he swallowed and a ripple ran through him.

"You were thinking of your past, I know that look you get in your eyes honey - I wish I could help, could do - something - you frighten me when you go like that...I'd follow you to the gates of Hell itself, if you asked of me - but when you turn inwards like that - I can not follow you...as much as I'd want too."

"Just..." Dexter sniffled, the tears beginning to shimmer in his dark brown eyes, then slowly trickled down his cheeks. "Just..."

Cole pulled Dexter close, feeling his lovers heartbeat racing and the hybrid gripped as strong as he could, splaying his long fingers out, the claws prickling Cole's back, as he began to cry piteously, his tears flowing unheeded and great wracking sobs tearing themselves from deep within him.

Cole didn't know what brought these strange, melancholic moods over the hybrid, but he did what he could and knelt, scooping Dexter up in his arms, and gently cradling him as he cried unashamedly.

"Shhh..." Cole whispered, as he rocked Dexter like a child. "Come on, its alright - you're safe, nobody will hurt you - I promise - "

Clinging to Cole, Dexter sniffled and bravely tried to stop himself from being so sentimental and so on, but it was hard for him - he'd never been emotionally strong, and hated violence, conflict and aggression, it just brought back memories he'd fought long and hard to suppress. Cole would never hurt Dexter, Dexter knew that - and loved his human partner more than life itself - and Cole returned Dexter's love and affections threefold. Truly, he'd never loved anyone as much as he loved this hybrid - with all his faults and failings - he'd never, ever, do anything to harm his partner, on that he swore.

*

Dexter climbed down out of Cole's grasp when they got to the shower, where Dexter waited patiently as Cole stripped off his work clothes, then stood before the mirror, as naked as the day he'd been born. As he turned around, Dexter ran his eyes from Cole's feet, up his legs, then lingered over long on his groin, admiring the tightly shaved pubic mound - but what really got Dexter's attention - was the lovely, supple length that hung between Cole's thighs.

Cole snorted, then made a theatrical pose like an ancient Greek sculpture, much to the hybrid's delight.

"Like what you're seeing there little Joey?" Cole playfully teased Dexter.

Dexter shivered, the rippling of his fur giving it away, as he slowly crouched, splaying out his black furred fingers on the floor, almost nose to groin with Cole.

"I still don't know how the hell you do you - " Cole laughed, as he playfully ruffled Dexter's ears. "You're not a kangaroo - I mean a feral one - yet you can crouch like they do - can you crawl on all fours too? Maybe I should put a leash on..."

Cole gasped, his throat locking as Dexter leaned close, then ran his supple tongue from the head of Cole's penis to the neatly shaved base, before he licked his lips and nodded in satisfaction.

"Gods you're..." Cole moaned, as he stumbled backwards and his rump smacked the basin beneath the mirror. "I REALLY wish you wouldn't do that - "

"Jealous my love?" Dexter asked, as he managed a weak smile, his head tilting unnaturally to one side. "I admit - being stuffed into those jeans all day - its not the most tasty treat - "

"Well, let me shower first - then I might let an overgrown Joey play," Cole grinned, as he stepped around Dexter and turned on the shower.

As he fiddled with the knobs, adjusting the temperature so it wouldn't scald them, he grunted as he felt Dexter's soft leathery paw pads encircling his hips, then the razor like claws dragging themselves slowly backwards. Instantly, goosebumps erupted all over Cole's body, and he gasped.

"Ill show you whose a Joey..." Dexter growled quietly, the humour in his voice unmistakable.

"You wish," Cole retorted, then turned back around and clasped Dexter's paws in his and began kissing the leathery pads. "You couldn't dominate the skin off a rice pudding - and we both know it."

Dexter gave a weak, almost feral growl, then shook his head and laughed, his previous melancholic mood vanishing as suddenly as it'd come.

"Get in the shower Joey, before I spank you..." Cole grunted, and nudged Dexter towards the shower.

"Or else...what - " Dexter smiled innocently, then his paws reached down and grabbed Cole by his sensitive member, before he began rubbing his paws up and down, rolling it between them.

"Or...no...stop...stop that - " Cole gasped, feeling himself becoming aroused under Dexter's gentle ministrations.

"Can he come out to play master?" Dexter whispered, as he crouched again, gazing down at the sensitive prize he held lightly in his clawed paws.

"Shower first, then we'll see if he can come out to play - " Cole admonished Dexter gently, lifting the hybrid back up, then pushing him into the shower.

"I think he's got a mind of his - " Dexter giggled, then pointed downwards.

Cole blushed, his cheeks burning, as he swallowed and tapped Dexter lightly on his muzzle, then pushed him back under the shower, causing the hybrid to shut his muzzle with a loud snap or risk being almost drowned by the water that cascaded down on him.

"Never thought that roo would ever shush - " Cole grinned, as he retrieved the soap and began scrubbing Dexter's fur until it was lathered in the rich special pet soap.

"This stuff tastes disgusting - " Dexter sniffed, as he shook his head, water drops spraying off his ears and spattering against the wall.

"Well, you're not meant to be talking whilst I'm washing your muzzle - " Cole sighed, then lifted down the spray hose and told Cole to close his eyes. Rinsing off the soap, Cole took a good look, gently turning Dexter's muzzle first one way then the other, before he nodded and hung the shower rose back up on its hook.

"Don't..." Cole moaned, as Dexter began shaking himself like a dog, water spraying from his thick coat, loose hairs flying out in all directions.

"Sorry my love - its - instinct, we kangaroo's don't like being that wet - " Dexter giggled shyly.

"With your thick fox-like coat, you have any idea how long it'll - " Cole sighed. "Another half a dozen towels to go thanks..."

"Oh, please, like you don't enjoy it as much as I do - " Dexter smirked, then gazed down at Cole's wilting erection and smiled wider.

"Dexter - you know our rules - shower first - playtime - maybe - after, I stink of perspiration and..."

Dexter stepped close, then he ran his tongue lightly from the base of Cole's belly up to his right nipple, which is where the hybrid's tongue lingered - flickering over and around it.

"Stop...no...stop that or - " Cole gurgled, his knees feeling like they were turning to jelly.

Dexter flattened his ears, sweeping them backwards and down to keep the water out of them, as he continued to nuzzle and lap at Cole's nipple - his clawed paws bracing against Cole's chest, then tenderly dragging themselves down, the sharp nails on his fingertips raising tiny welts.

"I swear I'm going too - " Cole moaned, his head tilting back as he shuddered helplessly under the hybrid's attentions.

His fingers splayed, Dexter against wrapped both paws around Cole's length and began a slow, gentle rolling motion, intentionally keeping his claws well away, as he inhaled the scent of his lovers arousal, for Cole, he couldn't smell it - but to Dexter, it was almost like an intoxicating wine.

"Mmmm..." Dexter murmured, as he slurped across Cole's chest, then started working on the other nipple.

Cole's protests were lost as he gurgled in mindless pleasure, the hybrid knowing exactly what he was doing - and just how to please his lover. Dexter's grasp adjusted itself accordingly, before he leaned back and glanced down, pleased with his work and he snickered, before taking two steps back - then in a frightful display of his natural flexibility, he dropped to all fours and began rubbing Cole's erect penis against his muzzle and lips.

"You...wouldn't dare - " Cole moaned, eyes widening.

"Wouldn't...dare - what..." Dexter smiled innocently, then he dropped his muzzle, eyes closing to keep out the water that trickled down his snout and then he effortlessly took Cole's impressive, but not overwhelming, length into his muzzle and began using his tongue to encircle it.

"I - " Cole's mind went blank, as he felt the supple tongue swirling around and over the sensitive ridge - then working its way further and further down as Dexter relaxed his muzzle muscles and began slurping with strong, powerful suckles. Cole rested his hands on the back of Dexter's furred head, gently caressing and stroking the hybrid's ears, as Dexter shivered and continued his dutiful attentions.

For nearly twenty minutes, Dexter worked his human lover like a fine instrument - until Cole began to twist Dexter's ears, and immediately, the hybrid pulled his head back - but not quick enough - and Cole gasped as he ejaculated in powerful spurts - all over poor Dexter's muzzle and forehead. It instantly stuck and matted the fur, and Dexter squeezed his eyes tightly closed, as he involuntarily retched and coughed, before Cole regained his senses and quickly pulled Dexter's head away.

"Oh my - honey - I'm sorry, I didn't - " Cole moaned, as he reached for a facecloth to wipe it off Dexter's muzzle.

Dexter whined piteously, as he opened his eyes and went cross-eyed, then without thinking, he tried to use the leather pads on his paws to wipe it away - only smearing it worse.

"Foolish young Buck," Cole laughed weakly, then forced Dexter's sticky paws down and heavily wet the cloth, before vigorously rubbing Dexter's muzzle until it was clean. "You KNOW you can't - you know - it makes you so sick..."

Dexter giggled weakly, and nodded - he knew precisely what Cole meant, for it did make him feel sick to the pit of his stomach - but pleasing Cole meant the world to Dexter, and he'd suffer the nausea and sore throat, if it meant making his lover happy.

"I swear - one day - I'll slip up and..." Cole shook his head, then gently peeled Dexter's lips back, revealing the long, sharp vulpine canines. "I don't know much about Kangaroo dentistry - but I'm very sure - they don't have those - and I've seen you bite down on a carrot...thanks - but I'd rather not be rushed off to Emergency, with a Vulpine's teeth marks on my favourite toy..."

Cole laughed and Dexter coughed, then giggled and nodded. He'd never, even in the height of pleasure and passion - bitten Cole - he'd never forgive himself if he did, as he was well aware of how sharp his canines were - and what they were capable of, if he was forced to defend himself....

*

After their shower, Cole sat on the couch, dressed only in a pair of flimsy boxers, as Dexter sprawled, his head resting against Cole's groin, Cole idly scritching Dexter's chest as they watched an action movie together. When it was finally over, Dexter yawned and rubbed at his eyes, and Cole helped him up to his feet, before nodding.

"You sound how I feel - " Cole grunted, then draped an arm around Dexter's neck.

"Can we go to bed my love?" Dexter asked, glancing up at Cole.

"Of course honey - and - I think a naughty young Joey needs something - extra special tonight...something I suspect, you've wanted all day."

With the cutest look he could muster, Dexter tilted his head to one side, gazing at his lover with a look that'd melt the coldest of hearts, before Cole rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"Off to bed with you, you know where everything is - I've got to go brush my teeth and I'll be in there in a moment."

As Dexter squealed and bounded off to their bedroom, Cole laughed quietly, watching the hybrid's joyful nature, and he heard the crash of something as Dexter in his haste, bounced off the small chest of drawers in the room.

"Sorry!" Dexter's voice drifted down the hall.

*

At last, Cole returned to he bedroom, where Dexter stood, head cocked to the side and ears back-swept, paws clasped before him and adopting his sweet and innocent pose. Cole looked at the fur trimmed handcuffs and hobbles that were affixed to the rings at either end of the bed and he nodded.

"You remember our safety word?" Cole asked, as he shed his boxer shorts, then lay himself down on the bed, affixing the hobbles in turn around his ankles.

"Of course - " Dexter snorted. "I'd never forget that!"

"Good - " Cole smiled, then lay back and watched as Dexter used both paws to snap each handcuff around Cole's wrist in turn, clicking them closed until they were firm, but not tight enough to cause discomfort or pain.

Crawling onto the bed on all fours, Dexter positioned his long legs between Cole's and he gazed down at his helpless partner, his lips curling back in a unmistakable smile, as he shivered and shook himself, then placed his paws on Cole's chest.

"Gentle my love - you sometimes forget your own strength - " Cole reminded him, but he needn't have bothered.

Dexter smiled wider, then he curled his fingers slightly, and dragged the long, black nails slowly down Cole's exposed chest and belly, then reversed them and slid them back up again, as Cole squirmed and moaned in pleasure.

"Your paws are so soft - but those nails - I swear we'll have to trim them - " Cole grunted.

"Shush..." Dexter whispered, as he placed one paw on Cole's lips, then nodded.

It didn't take much effort to get Cole back to full arousal, and Dexter held it in both paws, gently squeesing in random fashion, before he crept off the bed and rummaged through the bedside cupboard, removing a bottle of lube which he held tightly in his paws as he clambered back onto the bed. Placing it at Cole's right hip, Dexter managed to get some of it on his paws - as without the opposable thumbs, it was difficult for him to handle things properly, but he persevered then turned his hungry gaze back on Cole's length, that lay against his lower stomach.

"Gentle my love...remember that always with what you do - " Cole reminded the over-excited younger hybrid again.

Dexter nodded and with difficulty, rubbed most of the lube up and down Cole's penis, before he clasped it in both paws down near the base and awkwardly straddled Cole's hips, until he felt Cole's penis head brushing against his thick tail. Taking a moment to pant heavily and force his muscles to relax fully, Dexter shivered and smiled, as he carefully lowered himself down, placing his wet, sticky paws on Cole's belly as he carefully mounted Cole to his full length.

"Oh that feels - " Cole moaned. "I'll never forget the first time you let me under your tail - "

With a kangaroo-like growl, part of their role-playing - Dexter slapped his right paw down on Cole's stomach, but if someone was watching, Dexter intentionally had his fingers pulled up and away - so only the soft leather pad struck.

"Be quiet - " Dexter growled, acting like a dominant kangaroo, even though he didn't have a dominant hair on his body.

At first, with only subtle muscular contractions, that drove Cole mad, Dexter squeezed and caressed - slowly pulling himself up and sliding back down again - each time he did, he tightened his anal muscles so Cole was soon writhing on the bed, held securely by the restraints and helpless to stop as Dexter giggled and leaned himself forwards - before beginning to rock harder and harder, back and forth along Cole's length.

"Damn you...stop...oh my..." Cole gasped, his fingers clenching into fists as Dexter tightened even further. "Stop...oh please...please stop - "

"No..." Dexter smiled, as he leaned even further down, intensifying his rocking motion as he began nibbling at Cole's chest and throat with his sharp canines. "You make me wait all day...left to my own - devices - "

"One of us has to work - " Cole playfully protested.

"You know how hard it is - using some of your toys - with paws like mine?" Dexter grunted, then gripped Cole's shoulder blades tight and began rocking with a strong, powerful thrust.

Cole had no answer for the hybrid, who began riding him like nothing Cole had ever experienced, pleasure built on pleasure, and in less time than it took for him to think about it, he suddenly gasped and Dexter slapped his rump back and down, grinding his groin against Cole's before Cole began to release his second orgasm in as many hours.

"Oh, that feels - so warming - " Dexter giggled, as he arched his hips down, spine crackling from the base of his skull to his tail, clawed paws digging into Cole's shoulders - not that either male minded - Dexter was lost in the pleasure of lovemaking with his partner, and Cole would have given his very soul - for this amazing Kangaroo - fox hybrid to have been able to draw out their pleasure. Alas, all too soon, Cole shuddered and shrugged his shoulders weakly, as Dexter opened his eyes and looked down, his eyes sparkling and the love for his partner evident - but obviously - deep down - there was a sadness deep within him, that no matter how much he loved Cole, it'd never heal...

END