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So errrm :D Sorry to everyone who's been waiting for this chapter (which i doubt.. *sob*) Enjoy!! Disclaimer: All of you below age of 18, GTFO there will be unrestrained pornography between those of same sex. Don't like it? GTFO kk thx ( ' ' are thought quotations an " " are dialogue)

• * * It's Saturday when Prax wakes up with a groan. He'd slept a full day. (it was Thursday when Zack rescued him) Prax, being the calm one, again contemplates on the past few days. his mind a tumult of emotions as he flips through the pages of his memory: his mom, her abuse, her death, and... Zack. Especially Zack... with his molten sapphire eyes and bulging muscles.... Prax smiled softly, something he'd never done in the last few years. -creeeeeeeeak- "Oh. hey there Prax, did you sleep ok?" Zack's mom asked nervously, worried about Prax. "Y..yes Ms.Kursof, thank you for taking care of me." "Sure thing, and ... since your mom's....gone. We've decided that you could use our spare bedroom if you wanted." Prax's muzzle lifted up and his eyes gave a sparkle. "R...really?? Wow... Thank you again.... I never....." Prax looked away, afraid of breaking down in front of Zack's mom. "so the law requires that you wait a year before the house is legally yours, so you can go in and get all the stuff you need, then move it over. Chris will help you. " "o.....ok. " "And..... I'm sorry." "......." long silence ensued, then Zack's mom retreated uncertainly. 'she's......gone........finally.....gone...!!' Prax smiled broadly as he began to think how he could decorate his room, something he couldn't do with his mom around. 'some of my pictures.... and... perhaps that ....' * * * "Good job guys, we are more than ready for the game, now off to showers!" barked the football coach, middle-aged pug of impressive size. 'ungh... slave driver' Thought Zack as he caught his breath, just having completed 5 routines and a 2000 run. 'why the hell do we run this much anyway, we're football, not freaking cross country' Zack followed his teammates to the shower, everyone throwing their sweaty practice clothes this way and that. Soon sounds of wet towel smacking unsuspecting furs and yelps, along with running water could be heard inside the locker room. Amongst the chaos, nobody bothered Zack: he was the Captain after all. As Zack stood under the showers, he thought of what hi s mom said this morning: "So Zack, I think it'd be best if we let Prax live here for a year." Zack had been ecstatic, but did not exactly know why he was. 'am I..... falling for him? Why? I'd always liked girls....' Absent minded, he didn't notice Nick sneaking up behind him. "BOO!" "WHA" -Thud- Zack slipped and fell onto the shower, his wings hurting a bit. The 6 foot Husky looked at Zack stupidly for a second. "Oh uhmm sorry dude, just saw you so deep in thought...." Zack glared at Nick, he would've punched any other guy, but Nick had been his friend since Middle school. "Nah, just thinking about Prax.... He'll be staying at my house" "Why, what happened? did the fag get kicked out?" Zack punched him on the shoulder, a bit harder than necessary. "Hey, his mom died. shut up" "oh......ummm damn.... I'll just go." Nick gave a sheepy grin (with fangs) and sauntered away, whipping people with his towel. After changing, Zack drove home, barely controlling his pedals as his leg muscles seemed to have frozen. * * * "Mom I'm home." "Hey, would you go see how Prax is doing moving his stuff? Chris is helping him" "Mk mom" As Zack looked out the window, he saw his brother Chris, a black dragon of smaller stature than himself, but with notable muscles, carrying boxes of canvases inside. "Hey Chris, what are those??" "*pant* oh these are Prax's drawings. He draws quite well in fact..." 'he draws too..? wow he's just so roma...DAMMIT Again1?!' Zack shook his head, earning a curious glance from his brother. "You ok?" "yeah never mind, I'll go help him now." "Sweet, back to my game!" Chris dropped the boxes in Zack's arms and ran up to his room, sound of shooting soon ringing around the house. After putting the load in the spare bedroom, Zack went out to the car and saw Prax struggling with a box, "ohhhhh shit... shit!!" Prax whispered, about to let the box drop. "Here." Prax saw a muscled arm reach and easily pluck the boxes from his own fragile arms. "Oh uhm... Thanks" "No problem" As Zack went into the house, Prax stared long at his ass, 'God he's so strong and buff...." After most of Prax's stuff had been moved, Zack called time out and took Prax for a frozen pizza dinner in his kitchen. While the two were eating slowly, blushing, Chris came down the stairs silently, noticing the lack of usual noise in the house. "HEY PRAX" Yelled Chris into Prax's doggy ear. Prax gave a huge jump and landed backwards along with his chair on the floor, giving a yelp as he hit. "Aw da... CHRIS! he's still sick!!" "err.... are you okay? I'm sorry, we do this all the time. didn't think you'd react so badly..." "Unnn... yeah, other than the bump on my head" Scratching his ears, Prax dusted himself off and smiled uncertainly. "So errm, I've never properly introduced myself, I'm Chris, the brother of that jerk" Pointing at Zack, Chris held out his hand while smirking at his brother's low growl. "I'm Prax... I'm the jerk's friend." Prax replied, giggling and shaking the proffered hand. Zach huffed, blushing slightly. "So wanna play some Battlefield 2142 together?" "I... don't have any kind of games... I was never allowed." "Oh that's cool, we have one for you" Chris disappeared for a bit, and then reappeared with a box, which he handed to Prax. "Errrm Thanks. I'll go install it." * * * Skagnsdl [Voss-AR] Dracun Skagnsdl [Frag Grenade] Volcumstone Skagnsdl [Frag Grenade] JWAN Skagnsdl [J-12 Combat Knife] theNoob Otter [PK-Rocket] xxxxx ... "ARRRRRG Dammit Prax!!!! " Chris yelled as he was killed once again by Prax. He sauntered over to Prax's room and opened the door, startling the wolf. "Ah! Oh... hehe sorry" Chris grinned menacingly before approaching slowly, Prax got up, uneasy, and took a few steps back. "Mrwr!" Yelled Chris as he pounced on Prax, the two grappling like brothers. "Waaah! Ch..Chris! Get off~!" "who's headshooting who now? Hehehe" Then a tickle fight ensued, ending up with Chris sitting on top of Prax, both panting hard. Chris noticed a bulge forming in Prax's black jeans, and stood up suddenly. "Uh.... Uhm.....you.." Mumbled Chris, blushing even under his black scales. "I......" Prax jumped up and hung his head. "Its Ok buddy, we're both gay too...Zack just doesn't want to lose his face in front of the team" Chris put his hand on Prax's shoulder. "I ..... er.... I didn't......" Prax gave in and hugged Chris. "Thank you....." "No problem buddy, and I think my brother likes you. *wink* don't tell him I said that." With that, Chris ran out of Prax's room, leaving him jaw-wide and dumbstruck. ‘he..... he likes me..? ‘ Prax walked to the computer and shut it down, thinking about Zack. ‘So he likes me too.............' * * *

Few Hours Later

• * * -Windows is Logging off- Zack had just finished his essay due Monday, same day as his Football State game, and was preparing to go to sleep. He walked to his drawer and took out his pajamas (Purple, weirdly enough), put them on, then walked over to the bathroom to brush his teeth. -Gurgle gurgle..- As Zack rinsed out his mouth, he heard his door open and creak. "hey Chris, that you?" "......" When no reply came, Zack opened his bathroom door slowly and noticed his room lights were off. "Chris, this isn't funny, when I catch you I'll...." Zack saw a blur move toward him and grab his arms, and then the blur's muzzle connected with his own, embracing him in a deep kiss. "MMFF WHFMF!!" Zack struggled, but somehow, Prax (As Zack saw two bright orbs of Emerald on the blur's head) was managing to hold the Football Captain's arms to his sides. After a few seconds, Zack gave into the tongue inside his mouth and the warm feeling he was getting from Prax: a feeling he's never felt before. After ten minutes, they broke the kiss, both panting softly at their newfound feelings. "Zack.. I ... love you... " "......." Zack didn't say anything, but stared down at the wolf. "Z.....zack..?" Zack grabbed Prax and ripped his shirt off, revealing his slim figure to the air. Prax gasped and flinched, but soon let Zack deal with his pants as well, leaving him in his blue boxers. Zack growls as he sees the sexy, slim, and beautifully furred wolf before him. "Z.....Zack I.." Prax tried again, but Zack shoved his tongue inside his mouth, his hands traveling to his own shirt and taking them off. As Zack's shirt came off, Prax's eyes got wider: his muscles were even bigger without the clothes!! His well-toned six-pack and almost bulging pectorals denoted their power. Prax had started salivating as Zack pulled his pants buckles off, and his hands roamed to his boxers, pulling them down swiftly. Prax broke the kiss and stared at Zack's slit for few minutes, before Zack woke him up with a lick to his nose. "What are you waiting for? I know you've wanted it." Prax could not find the words, and kneeled, hands massaging his sheath. Zack could not help but gasp at his lover touching him, as his member appeared slowly, throbbing and already rock-hard. When the member had reached its peak of 8 inches, Prax had started licking it, reveling at its musk and masculinity. As Prax's tongue wraps around his cockhead, Zack gives a groan and sits down on the bed, unable to stand no longer. "Ohhhhhh yeah... jus...lik.......nnngh...that.." Prax smiles as he puts in the whole cock in his mouth at once "OHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh" Zack starts panting hard as his cock is encased in a fleshy, warm, and wet chamber of Prax's maw, his tongue still wrapping and unwrapping around the head. Zack starts slowly humping inside his mouth, Prax choking a bit. Lost in lust, Zack grabs Prax's head and humps it a few times before roaring (he had to bite his own tongue to prevent this) and spewing his hot cum down Prax's throat. Prax tries to swallow all Zack had to give, but those gigantic ballsack had much to give, and Prax ends up taking the cock out of his mouth, still spraying cum onto his muzzle. "*pant pant..* th.....at was the best..... blowjob I've ever had..." Prax smiles and asks, "Well.... I still have more to give, if you want.? " Swinging his tail playfully, wriggling his butt: his former shyness had taken a vacation at being able to yiff his lover. Zack growls and grabs Prax, throwing his upper body onto the bed, his lower hanging off of the bed. Zack grabs Prax's firm hips, and slowly penetrates the virgin hole of Prax, losing himself in the tightness. Zack regains his sense somewhat as he hears Prax's yelp. "Are you ok? We don't have to.." Prax grits his teeth and replies, "It's fine. I'm just..... a virgin" "Just go slow..." Nodding, Zack returns to his task of slowly shoving inches of his cock inside Prax, groaning with every millimeter that goes inside the tight hole. "*pant* ohnng... Zack I love you..." "Huff.......huff... I ...huf...love you... *groan* more.." Zack slowly pulls it back out, only to push it back in, slightly faster than before. In little time, Zack gains momentum and is slamming in and out of Prax's ass, his long cock poking Prax's prostrate with every thrust, banging the bed against the wall. Prax, while drooling on the sheets, and with his tongue hanging out, cannot say a word: he is lost in an amalgam of pleasure and love for Zack. When Zack finally starts spewing his cum again inside Prax, (Roaring and scratching his butt with his claws) Prax was howling and shooting cum onto the bed, making a huge, white mess on the pinkish sheets (Yeah, Zack's mom) After their orgasms die down, they collapse: Prax onto the bed, and Zack onto Prax, making a sweaty and musky pile on Zack's clean sheets. After taking a few minutes to regain their breaths, Prax mutters, "I love you so much Zack... you've brought more happiness into my life than I've ever known..." "I love you too.... You are the most beautiful and kind person I've ever met." Zack replies with a kiss to the nose, making Prax giggle weakly. As Prax tried to respond to the kiss, he noticed his vision was getting dimmer: his orgasmic fatigue was catching up to him. "Zack I....." Seeing the drooping eyes, Zack put his paw to Prax's lips and just kissed him, falling asleep in the bed with his lover, each to their respective dreams about the other. * * * end of Chapter 4 Any constructive comments and advice are welcome Flamers are welcome too as long as it's PG-13 :P Thank you again, readers!