Teenage Troubles (Edition 1, Chapter 8)
Chapter 8MaxMax was fairly annoyed with the grey wolf showing up at his house, but he couldn't just turn him away. Lyall, Quinn and Max were all currently sitting at the dining table waiting for someone to speak. Lyall stared at Quinn, studying the new fur, Quinn stared at Max, wondering why his friend was acting so strangely and Max stared at Lyall, pondering on what Lyall was about to ask him before Quinn had accidentally interrupted.Quinn's red eyes figured out nothing. "So, how's it going, Max?" Quinn asked, making sure to try to steal Max's attention away from Lyall."Fine, fine. Lyall what were you about to tell me?" Max asked, leaning on his arm and speaking with a light tone in his voice."Nothing. I've forgotten." Lyall lied. "I'm sorry.""It's nothing to be sorry about, every fur forgets sometimes.""So... are we going to spend the afternoon lounging around?" Quinn asked. Lyall didn't respond, but instead looked to Max for instruction."I guess that we could use the game system in my room or we could-""Yeah yeah that sounds great." Quinn interrupted, kicking off from the table and walking upstairs."Quinn, take off your shoes!" Max shouted up, carrying both his own and Lyall's plate into the kitchen. "Lyall go on upstairs." Max ordered.Lyall did as he was instructed and followed Quinn upstairs. Max didn't bother to wash down the plates, worried that Quinn would probably say something to offend Lyall. Max scurried upstairs and heard Quinn hushing Lyall, "Shut up Max is coming!" He hissed. Max opened the door to his room to find Lyall sitting on Max's bed with his legs crossed, Quinn was hunched over the console trying to turn it on. "Fur will fly 4?" Quinn asked, referring to which game to play. 'Fur will fly' (or simply abbreviated to FWF) was the hit game of the decade, it had been re-made, re-mastered and updating constantly until there was nothing left to do, but add more and more fighters. "Why not?" Max handed Lyall a controller and sat next to him. Quinn handed Max one and then turned it on.The TV screen flashed the game's title, rolled through an opening cut scene of some random things Max had never understood, it finally ended on a drop down list. Max clicked onto mutli-player only to find that it was two people at a time. "Man, sorry Lyall. You get next go." Quinn chuckled, he seemed happy that Lyall was being included. "Here." Max said, handing Lyall his controller."Oh it's alright. I'll just watch." Lyall blushed, embarrassed by Max's random act of kindness. "And I don't know how to play." He added, hoping to convince Max to leave him be. "You'll pick it up." Max lay back on the bed. "We'll just cycle around."When Quinn beat Lyall (which only took less than half a minute), Lyall passed his controller to Quinn for Max to beat Quinn without trying at all.
But when it came to Max against Lyall, Max threw the game by 'forgetting' to block. The look on Lyall's face was delightful, he was smiling like a madman. He soon concealed it, but not before Max saw.The three of them repeated this cycle switching characters and rules until the four cycle. Out of the blue, Quinn started speaking. "So, do you remember what you were going to tell Max earlier?" Quinn asked to Lyall as he looked at Max. He had a glint in his eye, he knew something that Max didn't. "N-no!" Lyall stammered."I remember though." Max's head shot over to Quinn and then to Lyall. "I haven't told you anything!" Lyall shouted without realizing it."Yeah you have. Do you want whisper it to you?" Quinn asked, getting on his knees and cupping his hands around his mouth to speak into Lyall's ear. He moved his head back suddenly and shouted at the top of his lungs, "You told me that you were a gay and a thing fo-"That was as far as Quinn got into his sentence. Lyall pounced on him with fury and lashed at the wolf with small feet and hands. "Shut up! Shut up!" He continued crying as he pathetically slapped Quinn about. "Lyall!" Max said, he grabbed his kicking friend by the arm and pulled him off of Quinn. "Calm down!" Lyall was in tears, sobbing and continually telling Quinn to shut up.He sat down on the floor with Lyall's head resting on his lap as he sobbed into Max's jeans. Lyall gripped onto Max's jeans and changed his words, "Tell him to shut up... Tell him to shut up..." He panted. Max stroked his friends ears softly with the back of his hand. he also put an arm around his friend and stroked his back. "Quinn, what did you do that for?" Max glared at his friend."He wanted you to know, that's what he told me earlier." Quinn chuckled."Still!" Max complained. "You should have asked him for permission first.""Sorry, I forget that you were his boyfriend." Quinn joked, purposely trying to stoke Lyall's anger. Instead, Lyall only flinched and held Max closer."We're not dating." Max growled."Yet you cuddle like a couple? Gay!!!" Quinn teased."Maybe you should leave Quinn. I'll speak to you on Monday." Max advised."Nah I think I'll stay.""Quinn. Get the fuck out of my house before I knock the shit of you." Max threatened, his maw held back in an aggressive snarl. Lyall squeezed Max tighter. hoping that he wasn't about to do anything rash.Quinn got up slowly, making sure not to take his eyes off of his fuming friend. He made a gesture of blow job, "See ya chump suckers!" He laughed before leaving. Max and Lyall sat in silence until they heard the slam of the front door. "Maybe I'd better go home..." Lyall said in a quiet, monotone voice. He was slowly regressing back into his original, cynical self. "Don't. You don't have to." Max begged. "I want an explanation before you go."Despite Max's pleas, Lyall stood up and slowly started
putting things back into his suitcase. "Lyall!" Max pleaded. "Just answer a few of my questions before you go. Please?""Fine. Make it quick." Lyall sat next to Max on the bed."Are you gay?" Max asked sternly."No..." Lyall suddenly became very nervous, he rubbed his arm and looked down at the floor. Without warning Max stood up and sat next to him, he gripped his friends hands tightly and asked again. "Are you gay?" He stared into Lyall's eyes, hoping that Lyall knew he was being serious."No! I said no!""Lyall. It's alright if you are. I have nothing against gay people. So long as you're truthful about it, I won't be mad with you. Are you gay?" He asked again. Lyall took a deep breathe and thought about his answer for a second. He shook his head to say no. Max moved onto to rubbing his friends hands. "Please tell me the truth." Max begged."I don't want to tell you the truth. I won't tell you the truth." Lyall stated."So you are gay?" Max asked."Yes." Max's eyes lit up, but then he remembered what Lyall had said."So you're not gay...." Max said in confusion."Yep!" Lyall smiled, Max's ears went down in sadness. "What's wrong? You seem kind of sad." Lyall became concerned for his friend."I was hoping to have a gay best-friend. Y'know, so I can tease you all the time." Max lied. "It's alright, you can go home now.""Thanks." Lyall got up and finished packing all of his stuff. He went downstairs and got his shoes on before coming back to Max."Do you want my mom to drop you off?" Max asked, he was still sitting on his bed."No thanks. I'll walk home, it's not too late. And Max?" He asked, Max looked up at him. "Could you video chat me? Just keep yours on and I'll call.""Sure." Max smiled."Thanks!" Lyall hugged his friend tightly and kissed him on the neck to keep the confusion running strong. He then left the house and room entirely.Max immediately pulled Lyall's boxers out from under the pillow and in-haled their smell. His boner grew as did his desire for Lyall's body. He felt the urge to touch himself, but resisted, that would have to wait. After all, he'd promised to wait for Lyall and he had a very good idea.Hey! So, this is something I already had in my drafts before my laptop broke. So take the first half of chapter eight! 8.5 should be coming out soon and will again be from Max's perspective since its not a new chapter completely. Bye now!