{"sf1_id":85905,"sf2_id":"rnawagNe","title":"Happy Saturday","author":"Ephemeral_Dreams","words":2249,"posted_at":"2009-05-02T04:10:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Dragon","M/M","Oral","Wolf","Young Love"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/85905-happy-saturday","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rnawagNe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/0a/89/0a89535f-45f1-4d3d-98ba-6c778c6ecfde","description":"#4 of Struggle","content":"So errrm :D Sorry to everyone who's been waiting for this chapter (which i doubt.. \\*sob\\*)  \nEnjoy!!  \n  \nDisclaimer: All of you below age of 18, GTFO there will be unrestrained pornography between those of same sex. Don't like it? GTFO  \nkk thx  \n  \n( ' ' are thought quotations an \" \" are dialogue)\n* * *\n  \nIt's Saturday when Prax wakes up with a groan.  \nHe'd slept a full day. (it was Thursday when Zack rescued him)  \n  \nPrax, being the calm one, again contemplates on the past few days.  \nhis mind a tumult of emotions as he flips through the pages of his memory: his mom, her abuse, her death, and... Zack.  \nEspecially Zack... with his molten sapphire eyes and bulging muscles....  \n  \nPrax smiled softly, something he'd never done in the last few years.  \n  \n-creeeeeeeeak-  \n  \n\"Oh. hey there Prax, did you sleep ok?\" Zack's mom asked nervously, worried about Prax.  \n  \n\"Y..yes Ms.Kursof, thank you for taking care of me.\"  \n  \n\"Sure thing, and ... since your mom's....gone. We've decided that you could use our spare bedroom if you wanted.\"  \n  \nPrax's muzzle lifted up and his eyes gave a sparkle.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"R...really?? Wow... Thank you again.... I never.....\" Prax looked away, afraid of breaking down in front of Zack's mom.  \n  \n\"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. \"  \n  \n\"o.....ok. \"  \n  \n\"And..... I'm sorry.\"  \n  \n\".......\"  \n  \nlong silence ensued, then Zack's mom retreated uncertainly.  \n  \n'she's......gone........finally.....gone...!!'  \n  \nPrax smiled broadly as he began to think how he could decorate his room, something he couldn't do with his mom around.  \n  \n'some of my pictures.... and... perhaps that ....'  \n\n* * *\n  \n\"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.  \n  \n'ungh... slave driver' Thought Zack as he caught his breath, just having completed 5 routines and a 2000 run.  \n  \n'why the hell do we run this much anyway, we're football, not freaking cross country'  \n  \nZack followed his teammates to the shower, everyone throwing their sweaty practice clothes this way and that.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Soon sounds of wet towel smacking unsuspecting furs and yelps, along with running water could be heard inside the locker room.  \n  \nAmongst the chaos, nobody bothered Zack: he was the Captain after all.  \n  \nAs 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.\"  \n  \nZack had been ecstatic, but did not exactly know why he was.  \n'am I..... falling for him? Why? I'd always liked girls....'  \n  \nAbsent minded, he didn't notice Nick sneaking up behind him.  \n  \n\"BOO!\"  \n  \n\"WHA\" -Thud- Zack slipped and fell onto the shower, his wings hurting a bit.  \nThe 6 foot Husky looked at Zack stupidly for a second.  \n  \n\"Oh uhmm sorry dude, just saw you so deep in thought....\"  \n  \nZack glared at Nick, he would've punched any other guy, but Nick had been his friend since Middle school.  \n  \n\"Nah, just thinking about Prax.... He'll be staying at my house\"  \n  \n\"Why, what happened? did the fag get kicked out?\"  \n  \nZack punched him on the shoulder, a bit harder than necessary.  \n  \n\"Hey, his mom died. shut up\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"oh......ummm damn.... I'll just go.\"  \nNick gave a sheepy grin (with fangs) and sauntered away, whipping people with his towel.  \n  \nAfter changing, Zack drove home, barely controlling his pedals as his leg muscles seemed to have frozen.  \n\n* * *\n  \n\"Mom I'm home.\"  \n  \n\"Hey, would you go see how Prax is doing moving his stuff? Chris is helping him\"  \n  \n\"Mk mom\"  \n  \nAs 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.  \n  \n\"Hey Chris, what are those??\"  \n  \n\"\\*pant\\* oh these are Prax's drawings. He draws quite well in fact...\"  \n  \n'he draws too..? wow he's just so roma...DAMMIT Again1?!'  \n  \nZack shook his head, earning a curious glance from his brother.  \n  \n\"You ok?\"  \n  \n\"yeah never mind, I'll go help him now.\"  \n  \n\"Sweet, back to my game!\"  \nChris dropped the boxes in Zack's arms and ran up to his room, sound of shooting soon ringing around the house.  \n  \nAfter putting the load in the spare bedroom, Zack went out to the car and saw Prax struggling with a box,  \n  \n\"ohhhhh shit... shit!!\" Prax whispered, about to let the box drop.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Here.\" Prax saw a muscled arm reach and easily pluck the boxes from his own fragile arms.  \n  \n\"Oh uhm... Thanks\"  \n  \n\"No problem\"  \n  \nAs Zack went into the house, Prax stared long at his ass, 'God he's so strong and buff....\"  \n  \nAfter most of Prax's stuff had been moved, Zack called time out and took Prax for a frozen pizza dinner in his kitchen.  \n  \nWhile the two were eating slowly, blushing, Chris came down the stairs silently, noticing the lack of usual noise in the house.  \n  \n\"HEY PRAX\" Yelled Chris into Prax's doggy ear.  \n  \nPrax gave a huge jump and landed backwards along with his chair on the floor, giving a yelp as he hit.  \n  \n\"Aw da... CHRIS! he's still sick!!\"  \n  \n\"err.... are you okay? I'm sorry, we do this all the time. didn't think you'd react so badly...\"  \n  \n\"Unnn... yeah, other than the bump on my head\" Scratching his ears, Prax dusted himself off and smiled uncertainly.  \n  \n\"So errm, I've never properly introduced myself, I'm Chris, the brother of that jerk\"  \nPointing at Zack, Chris held out his hand while smirking at his brother's low growl.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I'm Prax... I'm the jerk's friend.\" Prax replied, giggling and shaking the proffered hand.  \n  \nZach huffed, blushing slightly.  \n  \n\"So wanna play some Battlefield 2142 together?\"  \n  \n\"I... don't have any kind of games... I was never allowed.\"  \n  \n\"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.  \n  \n\"Errrm Thanks. I'll go install it.\"  \n\n* * *\n  \nSkagnsdl [Voss-AR] Dracun  \nSkagnsdl [Frag Grenade] Volcumstone  \nSkagnsdl [Frag Grenade] JWAN  \nSkagnsdl [J-12 Combat Knife] theNoob  \nOtter [PK-Rocket] xxxxx  \n...  \n  \n\"ARRRRRG Dammit Prax!!!! \" Chris yelled as he was killed once again by Prax.  \nHe sauntered over to Prax's room and opened the door, startling the wolf.  \n  \n\"Ah! Oh... hehe sorry\"  \n  \nChris grinned menacingly before approaching slowly, Prax got up, uneasy, and took a few steps back.  \n  \n\"Mrwr!\" Yelled Chris as he pounced on Prax, the two grappling like brothers.  \n  \n\"Waaah! Ch..Chris! Get off~!\"  \n  \n\"who's headshooting who now? Hehehe\"  \nThen a tickle fight ensued, ending up with Chris sitting on top of Prax, both panting hard.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Chris noticed a bulge forming in Prax's black jeans, and stood up suddenly.  \n  \n\"Uh.... Uhm.....you..\" Mumbled Chris, blushing even under his black scales.  \n  \n\"I......\" Prax jumped up and hung his head.  \n  \n\"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.  \n  \n\"I ..... er.... I didn't......\" Prax gave in and hugged Chris.  \n  \n\"Thank you.....\"  \n  \n\"No problem buddy, and I think my brother likes you. \\*wink\\* don't tell him I said that.\"  \n  \nWith that, Chris ran out of Prax's room, leaving him jaw-wide and dumbstruck.  \n  \n‘he..... he likes me..? ‘  \n  \nPrax walked to the computer and shut it down, thinking about Zack.  \n  \n‘So he likes me too.............'  \n\n* * *\nFew Hours Later\n* * *\n  \n-Windows is Logging off-  \n  \nZack had just finished his essay due Monday, same day as his Football State game, and was preparing to go to sleep.  \n  \nHe 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.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; -Gurgle gurgle..-  \n  \nAs Zack rinsed out his mouth, he heard his door open and creak.  \n  \n\"hey Chris, that you?\"  \n  \n\"......\"  \n  \nWhen no reply came, Zack opened his bathroom door slowly and noticed his room lights were off.  \n  \n\"Chris, this isn't funny, when I catch you I'll....\"  \n  \nZack 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.  \n  \n\"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.  \n  \nAfter 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.  \n  \nAfter ten minutes, they broke the kiss, both panting softly at their newfound feelings.  \n  \n\"Zack.. I ... love you... \"  \n  \n\".......\" Zack didn't say anything, but stared down at the wolf.  \n  \n\"Z.....zack..?\"  \n  \nZack grabbed Prax and ripped his shirt off, revealing his slim figure to the air.  \n  \nPrax gasped and flinched, but soon let Zack deal with his pants as well, leaving him in his blue boxers.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Zack growls as he sees the sexy, slim, and beautifully furred wolf before him.  \n  \n\"Z.....Zack I..\"  \n  \nPrax tried again, but Zack shoved his tongue inside his mouth, his hands traveling to his own shirt and taking them off.  \n  \nAs 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.  \n  \nPrax had started salivating as Zack pulled his pants buckles off, and his hands roamed to his boxers, pulling them down swiftly.  \n  \nPrax broke the kiss and stared at Zack's slit for few minutes, before Zack woke him up with a lick to his nose.  \n  \n\"What are you waiting for? I know you've wanted it.\"  \n  \nPrax could not find the words, and kneeled, hands massaging his sheath.  \n  \nZack could not help but gasp at his lover touching him, as his member appeared slowly, throbbing and already rock-hard.  \n  \nWhen the member had reached its peak of 8 inches, Prax had started licking it, reveling at its musk and masculinity.  \n  \nAs Prax's tongue wraps around his cockhead, Zack gives a groan and sits down on the bed, unable to stand no longer.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Ohhhhhh yeah... jus...lik.......nnngh...that..\"  \n  \nPrax smiles as he puts in the whole cock in his mouth at once  \n  \n\"OHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh\"  \n  \nZack 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.  \n  \nZack starts slowly humping inside his mouth, Prax choking a bit.  \n  \nLost 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.  \n  \nPrax 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.  \n  \n\"\\*pant pant..\\* th.....at was the best..... blowjob I've ever had...\"  \n  \nPrax smiles and asks, \"Well.... I still have more to give, if you want.? \"  \nSwinging his tail playfully, wriggling his butt: his former shyness had taken a vacation at being able to yiff his lover.  \n  \nZack growls and grabs Prax, throwing his upper body onto the bed, his lower hanging off of the bed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Zack grabs Prax's firm hips, and slowly penetrates the virgin hole of Prax, losing himself in the tightness.  \n  \nZack regains his sense somewhat as he hears Prax's yelp.  \n  \n\"Are you ok? We don't have to..\"  \n  \nPrax grits his teeth and replies, \"It's fine. I'm just..... a virgin\"  \n  \n\"Just go slow...\"  \n  \nNodding, Zack returns to his task of slowly shoving inches of his cock inside Prax, groaning with every millimeter that goes inside the tight hole.  \n  \n\"\\*pant\\* ohnng... Zack I love you...\"  \n  \n\"Huff.......huff... I ...huf...love you... \\*groan\\* more..\"  \n  \nZack slowly pulls it back out, only to push it back in, slightly faster than before.  \n  \nIn 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.  \n  \nPrax, 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.  \n  \nWhen 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)  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 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.  \n  \nAfter 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...\"  \n  \n\"I love you too.... You are the most beautiful and kind person I've ever met.\"  \n  \nZack replies with a kiss to the nose, making Prax giggle weakly.  \n  \nAs Prax tried to respond to the kiss, he noticed his vision was getting dimmer: his orgasmic fatigue was catching up to him.  \n  \n\"Zack I.....\"  \n  \nSeeing 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.  \n  \n\n* * *\n  \n  \nend of Chapter 4  \n  \nAny constructive comments and advice are welcome  \n  \nFlamers are welcome too as long as it's PG-13 :P  \n  \nThank you again, readers!  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Struggle","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/85109-friends-or-more.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/92794-movie.json"}}