Love Lockdown Chapters 7-9
Man can't believe it took me this long to find the time to upload this. Oh well, here's the next part of my short story Love Lockdown. Before I begin I must remind you to please not plagiarize this work or any of it's following works.
Love Lockdown
Chapter 7: The Outing
"Good Morning." I heard a breathy, beautiful voice whisper to me.
It was Tristan's voice that woke me, and I must say it was a pretty good way to wake up. I gave Tristan a quick kiss on the muzzle as we shifted our bodies into a warm embrace. We layed there for maybe 15 minutes, until a guard banged on the bars, signaling us to get up. We quickly got dressed to go into the line of furries heading to the cafeteria.
We walked in line for maybe a minute or so, until a guard stopped both of us on the way. The guard was a fox, a little less muscular than me.
"Both of you have cleaning duties today after dinner. You will be cleaning in the 3rd hall. There will be mops, buckets, and two other prisoners helping you."
Great. I hated cleaning. My one bedroom, two bath apartment wasn't even clean. We walked reluctantly to the cafeteria, where we got our morning breakfast and sat down next to Cole and Blake. Blake too, seemed a little aggravated.
"What's your problem?" I said to Blake.
"We... both have cleaning duties today.... in the 3rd hall." Cole answered. Cole, however, did not seem aggravated by the fact, but nervous about something else that must have been clouding his mind.
"Us too." Tristan said, in his usual breathy voice. He didn't usually talk that much during breakfast, but I think last night gave him a change of attitude. And I liked it.
"Wow. What a coincidence." Blake said, sounding irritate (as he was).
"Yea.... that is something.... hey John?" Cole asked, still sounding nervous.
I was eating my biscuit as I answered. "Hmmpff...... Yea..... hmmpf... Cole?"
"Could I..... talk to you for a sec... in private?" Cole asked.
Tristan and Blake both looked at Cole strangely. Tristan might have also seemed a little agitated by the thought.
I swallowed the remains of my biscuit. "Ummm..... sure, Cole." I answered.
We didn't leave the cafeteria, but we did get out of earshot of Tristan and Blake. Though I knew Blake and Tristan couldn't hear us, and nobody else cared enough to listen, I couldn't scratch off the feeling that someone was watching us.
"John, I need to tell you something...... I've never done this before...." Cole said.
"Umm... ok, Cole. What is it?" I asked.
He stammered for a moment with his words. But he quickly caught himself and said it. "John.... I'm..... I'm gay." Cole said, his voice just a whisper.
Uh-oh. I hope this isn't going where I think it's going.
"That's..... great, Cole. I'm glad you came out to me." I said, but secretly wishing he hadn't.
".... but there's more, John." He said, getting a little closer now.
I REALLY hope this isn't going where I think it's going. I mean, Cole is okay, I've just found someone, and I don't wanna hurt them or Cole's feelings.
"Yes, Cole?" I said, sounding nervous myself.
"John...... I think I'm in love...... with Blake." He said, whimpering after he said the name.
WHEW. I was soooooo relieved. My voice was almost ecstatic.
"COLE! That's great!!! I'm so happy for you!!!" I exclaimed. I felt like hugging him, but I knew Tristan was only feet away,and I wasn't gonna risk it.
"But see, I don't know if he even likes me, or if he's even...... like that." Cole explained.
I really didn't know what to say to him. I mean, I just came out to someone yesterday, it's not like I've known how to do this my whole life. I tried my hardest.
"Well Cole.... all I can really say is that you should follow what's in your heart, and if your heart is with Blake, than I'm sure you can find a way to talk to him and tell him how you feel." I figured that would work, since that's exactly what I did with Tristan.
He looked satisfied. "Thanks, John. It means a lot to hear you say that." Cole said.
After our talk, we quickly finished the rest of our breakfast, because we had to go outside soon.
Chapter 8: The Game
We were some of the first furries to go outside, so we didn't have to fight anyone for the basketball court. The sun was out, and scorching us, as we lazily shot the balls into the breaking hoops. After a few minutes of shooting with Tristan, Blake, and Cole, I started to get an idea.
"Let's play a game." I said.
Everyone stopped shooting and looked at me.
"Two on two?" Cole asked.
"Yea, but let's make it interesting." I said, with a sly look on my face.
"I'm listening." said Blake, wearing the same sly look I had.
"Whichever team loses has to do full cleanup duty, while the winning team gets the whole day off." I said, feeling rather excited to be betting.
"That sounds awesome!" Blake exclaimed.
"We'll play on these terms," I started. "Me and Tristan versus you two. We'll go to 10, by two's."
Blake looked pumped. "Alright! Come on, Cole! Let's make them wish they never made that bet!" Cole gave Blake a convincing, but also somewhat shy, look.
After me and Blake shook hands on the bet, we went to the center of the court to throw the ball up. I gave Tristan a promising look before I threw the ball up to begin the game. He returned it.
I got the ball first, dribbling it down to the end of the court. I jumped for the lay-up, but Cole blocked me and snatched the ball. Cole than passed the ball to Blake at the end of the court, but Tristan intercepted it and passed it back to me. I dribbled the ball a little before I took my chances with a three-pointer. Swish.
"Awesome, John!" Tristan shouted to me. I blushed.
The game went on like this for maybe 20 minutes, until it was 9 to 8, us having the 9, Blake and Cole having the 8. It was anyone's game, since either one of our shots could win it.
Cole had the ball, and was dribbling it down to our side. I tried to block him, but he threw the ball under my legs and quickly grabbed it to throw to Blake. Blake, being a panther, ran like the wind to the net for a lay-up. But Tristan was already back there, and blocked it while also snatching the ball and passing it to me. I ran to the middle of the court, on my way to the other end, until swift Blake quickly blocked me and stole the ball. I wasn't going to let that slide. Just after Blake snatched the ball, I quickly turned around to slap the ball out of his hands. I grabbed it as fast as I could and before Blake could do anything about it, I went for a half-court shot. Seeing the ball fly through the air was like watching one of those sports movies where they make the ball go in slow-motion as it heads to the winning shot. As epic as it was, I soon realized that the ball wasn't going to make it, since it was just a few millimeters from the net base. Just as I was about to lose hope, out of nowhere, some angel came running down the court at lightening-speed and jumped up to catch the ball. The angel dunked it in the net and the crowd went wild. I screamed for joy and ran up to the angel as fast as I could to hug him. While embracing the angel's surprisingly muscular physique and soaked-with-sweat body, I soon realized it was my love, Tristan(even better).
"That was amazing Tristan!!" I said, still hugging him. I quickly came back down to earth and released myself from him when I saw Blake and Cole staring at me. Blake looked confused and surprised, while Cole also looked confused, but warm-hearted, too.
"I just really don't like cleaning." I tried to explain as we all went inside for showers.
Chapter 9: The Secret
The shower I took was surprisingly comforting, even though other naked furries were around me( which I was starting not to mind anymore). The warm water felt good on my naked body as it soothed down my chest to my abs to my sheath and down my legs. No matter how good the shower felt, I still couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me. Not just me, but some of the other furries in the showers, too. Every now and than I would turn around to see if Tristan was still there, where he should be. And he always was, and whenever I turned around he always seemed to know I was looking at him and he would turn around too. We would give a few shy glances at each other before turning around to our shower. I think I just wanted to be reminded that he was there and I wouldn't be away from him for long. Dinner went by fast, and before I knew it I was laying down in Tristan's bed, while Tristan(naked) slowly rubbed my back while holding me close. I turned to face him.
"Tristan.....I know we haven't known each other very long, but it seems like I've known you longer than time has given me. I think..... I think I'm in love with you." I said, embracing him as much as I could.
"Oh, John. I couldn't bear to live without you anymore. I need you in my life. (sigh)"
"What's wrong?" I said.
"John, I think it's time I tell you how I really got in this place. This, damn, depressing place." He said.
He got up and crossed his knees, facing me on the bed. His sheath sticking out a bit turned me on, but I tried to hold back my temptations to listen to him.
"John, when I came into this world my family was very poor, and on the verge of losing our house. I overheard a conversation one night my dad was having with my mom on how much of a burden I was to the family. I couldn't bear to hear that or know what I was doing, so that night, at the age of 7, I ran away from home." He stopped for a second, than continued.
"I walked past many houses, trying to find one I could get into, until I came across a house with white shingles and an outside basement door. I checked to see if the door was unlocked, and once I found out it was, stepped inside the house's basement. I was soaked, since it was raining that day, and accidently slipped on some metal thing that made a loud ring. I fell to the floor, on the verge of crying, when the owners of the house quickly stepped down the stairs heading up to the house's interior. Two furries came down. A woman, in her 20's and a small child, who seemed to be the same age as me. They were both the richest breed of snow leopards, and both gasped at the vision of me, laying down, broken.
"Oh my! The poor thing! Let me get you upstairs." The woman exclaimed, while quickly picking me up and hurrying into the house. She was beautiful, The whitest snow leopard I had ever seen, with the most defined spots and lovely fur. She took me up to a room that had to bunk beds, and she gave me the bottom one. Another tall, muscular snow leopard entered the room, looking worried but happy.
"Don't worry, my son, you can stay here as long as you want. You are safe." He told me, and I beleived every word he said. They walked out of the room, leaving me laying down with the youngest snow leopard, just staring at me blankly. He soon snapped out of his phase and walked over towards me.
"Hi. I'm Song. Song Wu." He said to me.
"Ughh... I'm Tristan. Tristan Welch."
"He never did tell me his last name, I have to remember that" I said in my head.
"Me and Song soon became the best of friends. We grew up together, went to school together, and spent almost every moment of our lives together. At the age of 17 we both came out to each other and found that we both had the same feelings for each other. I loved everything about Song. His blue eyes, his white and dark-spotted fur, and he would always go to the gym with me so he had quite a physique. His father and mother both took our orientations to heart and decided our relationship was fine with them. I lost my virginity to Song at the age of 18, and we both were deeply in love. Everything in my life was perfect, until..."
He paused again, this time he didn't start up. He started to whimper, and when he did I quickly hugged his naked body with my own and calmed him down. He started again, this time going a little slower.
"There was a fire...."He began."On the first day of June. School was out, and everyone was excited. Me and Song went to the house to get ready for our special night. This was the night I had lost my virginity to him. He told his mom he was going out, since his dad was out with some of his guy friends. Song...... had left a candle lit in his room that day, before we went out. I don't know how it happened, but it spread all over the house........ there...... there was no way of her getting out, they said........ she..... she burned....." Tristan was bawling now.
I was on the verge of crying with him as I held his body close and tight. He sniffed and continued.
"After that day, Song never forgave himself for what he had done. His father, Mr.Wu, and I, tried to calm him down, but our attempts were futile. In secret, he started seeing a drug dealer, to ease the pain. I could tell that he was getting different every day, but I simply ignored it. I was so stupid. One day his drug dealer didn't have the his fix and Song couldn't help it. At this point he was already doped up on all he could, and knowing that he wouldn't have that feeling the next day shook him. He strangled the dealer for the drugs, even though he knew he didn't have them. He killed him." He paused again.
He really didn't have to say anymore, I could guess the rest of the story.
"He told me all he had done, crying in my arms while saying it, and I felt such pity for my lover. I told him I would take the rap for all his mistakes, as long as he promised me to get clean and get his life back on track. He did exactly what I asked, and here I am, 6 years later, still in this cell. And not a day goes by that I don't wonder of I did the right thing."
I moments silence past before I broke it. "Well, if you loved him as much as you said you did, than I think you did the right thing." I said.
"Yea, but now I'm falling in love with someone else, someone better, and I can't stand the fact that I won't see him after he leaves here....." He shifted his body, got me on my back, and kissed me on the muzzle.
"Tristan, I'll always be with you. Even when my times up here, I'll come see you every day and hope that one day, I could make you free." I kissed him back.
We slowly got into a love trance of kissing each other, one after the other, than eventually making out. I moved my tongue around his mouth, as he did the same for me. He moved his arms up and down my chest as I rubbed his ass cheeks with my fingers. He slowly let go of my saliva-induced mouth and started licking and kissing my neck, and chest, and slowly going down on me again.
I turned him around, so he would be the one laying down now.
"No Tristan. It's my turn now." I whispered to him.
He smiled and kissed me on the muzzle again. I slowly mirrored his movements he conducted on me in the showers, and went from his neck to his chest, to his abs, and to his already erected cock.
Before I started I took a small chance to admire how big he actually was. His dick was a beautiful shade of red-pink, and his brown, hairy balls were big and perfectly shaped. I started licking his top, since it seemed to already be covered in pre, and slowly worked my way down to his shaft.
I had never put another furries dick into my mouth before, but I must say there's no other feeling like it. I moved my tongue around in every possible direction I could between his cock, and once I found that his pre would no longer come, I started to go up and down.
"Mmmmffhh........ yea........ oh John..... you didn't tell me you've done this before." Tristan moaned.
But I didn't respond, since I didn't want to stop sucking on his perfect dick. I used my right paw to stroke his leg fur, while my other paw grasped his huge, gaping balls.
He moaned like a bitch in heat as I started to suck harder and faster. I didn't know when his climax would come, but when it did i knew I wouldn't stop, so it didn't really matter. I kept sucking his saliva-covered cock while Tristan grabbed my head and gently pulled me down farther.
"Ooooohhhhh yeaa...... fuucckk John..." Tristan kept saying my name as I rammed my muzzle into his cock over and over.
"John...I'm gonna..... Ohhh...I'm gonna cum....."
But I didn't care. I kept on sucking until I felt the sprays of seed paint the inside of my mouth. I let about three squirts come in and I pulled back to let the rest cover my face. As I licked the cum off, Tristan grabbed my hard and pre-flooded dick with his paw. It didn't take long for my cum to start squirting out too, and Tristan let it go all over him, form his head down to his legs.
I collapsed on Tristan. We were both wet with warm, sticky seed and we loved it. We slowly licked the rest off our bodies to lay half-soaked on the bed.
"Tristan, I love you." I concluded.
"I love you too." He whispered to me.
And we passionately embraced each other and eventually drifted off to sleep.