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Don't Leave Me - Season Two - Episode Three - A Time for Firsts - Part Two

I was panting hard as pinned against the wall bouncing me up and down on his thick rod, "ha... ha... ha... gua..." I had my arms slung around his neck and my tongue hanging from my mouth. Brandon had never pinned be against the wall during sex before. I rather liked it since it felt like I was even closer to him. This situation wasn't without its own pleasures, usually he's more apprehensive about trying new things during sex, but now I don't even need to suggest it he just does.

He was grunting as he continued to please himself. His paced was slow but steady from the unusual position.

"Ug... uh... I... love you Brandon! Ugul..." I arched my back forward so his face was buried in my chest as he came in my ass.

"I love you too, Sam." As he finished he laid me down on the bed before pulling out and flopping down next to me.

"How are you feeling babe?" I asked still breathing heavily.

"Yeah whatever that doctor gave me seems to be doing its job. I can talk in complete sentences now so that's a plus."

"How much do you remember?"

"Most of what happened up until the end of third period. I don't even remember how we got to the hospital." Thankfully he didn't remember what happened in the showers. I left that part out when I told him about it. It took him two weeks to forgive himself for my back. I don't want to know how long it would take him to forgive himself for that. I don't regret what I did when I kicked him, in the end it let me get him help so it all worked out.

"Why didn't you tell anyone about your headaches or that you weren't feeling right?"

"I don't really know. I didn't think much of it myself until..."

I cut him off, "Brandon we took the same Sex-ed classes. Weren't you paying attention when they were telling us what signs to look for?" I thought about my question for a second continuing before he could even speak, "Wait. Lemme guess. You were more interested in looking at the anatomical diagrams than learning about what the real thing actually does?"

"Somethin like that. But I know pretty well what the real thing does. In fact I just demonstrated what it can do." He put on his cutesy voice flicking his ear at me, "But, that's why you love me."

I leaned in and gave him a gently kiss on the nose, "Somethin like that. Now, why don't I give you a little... demonstration." I flipped him over onto his back and pinned him down before he could react.

I held his arms behind his back so he couldn't move them. My cock was still quite hard from earlier as I never got the chance to finish before he pulled out. This sex was different, it was sloppy, exciting we really just did what we wanted. Now I can't wait for my next heat when I'll be running the show. Maybe I'll pin him to the wall. For now it was just our standard doggie style, but sex is sex so I'm not complaining.

I lined my prick up with his pulsating pink hole before quickly spearing his ass. I wrapped my arms around his chest so I could have some traction as I pounded his ass. I grunted into his ear as I thrusted my powerful hips into him. "Uh... uh... uh..."

What Brandon said next surprised me and added to my horny pleasures, "Oh yeah! Fuck me! Fuck me good bitch!" I am him as hard as I could causing him to cry out in pain and pleasure in a submissive, feminine voice. "Ah. Ah. Ahuhu..." I picked up my pace as the pressure inside me mounted. I could hear the sound of my hips slamming against his ass.

I could feel his walls close around my shaft as he gasped and heaved under me, another powerful wave of cum scented air assailed my nostrils. I could feel my cock pulsate in his tight passage as I painted the walls of it with my seed. I laid on top of him as we basked in the glow of our orgasms.

I started to go soft so I pulled out of him and rolled over onto my back. I began hearing snoring so I looked to my right to find Brandon sound asleep next to me. I rubbed his back as I stood up and threw on my boxers. I still had school tomorrow so I need to wash these smells out of my fur while they're still fresh or they'll be a real bitch to clean in the morning.

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Thursday morning, and that means getting back into my normal schedule and catching up with old friends. God I need a cellphone.

Ugh I almost forgot how disgusting school food was. I passed on lunch today and sat next to Aaron and Amelia in the cafeteria. Amy seemed to keep her distance which was for the best.

Amelia was the first to try and strike up a conversation, "So what happened with Brandon?"

I quickly shot that down, "That's a... private matter for now."

Aaron was the next to step up, "So are you and Amy still not talking."

I was angry that he would even bring that up. I responded in a disgusted tone, "I don't think that I ever be able to force myself to talk to her again."

"That's a shame."

"Shame!? I caught her screwing my boyfriend!" I was yelling louder than I probably should have causing a few wandering eyes to find their way to me.

"Are you sure she just wasn't drunk?" Amelia said trying to calm me down by placing her gently paw on my forearm.

I puffed up my cheeks letting out a short but loud breath, "You guys don't even know the half of it..."

"Oh?" Amelia leaned in with curiosity.

"Brandon showed me some of the texts she sent him and about the things she would do when nobody was looking. All of it long before the party."

"Did he ask her to stop?"

"Yes. Several times from what I saw in his texts."

Aaron, who had been sitting quietly listening, leaned in and whispered to me, "Are you sure it wasn't some big misunderstanding? It's hard to imagine her doing something like that."

I started speaking quite loudly again, "If you're asking whether I trust the...!" I caught myself before I yelled out something I would regret and started whispering again, not that it would matter now since I was sure the entire table was listening with baited breath, "...whether I trust the man I've shared my body with more than a what I considered one of my closest friends... save it. There's no one I would trust more than him. And yes he made a horrible mistake that killed me inside but he only did it once. She's been doing it to me for two weeks, hide it from me, and shut me out of her life because I was in love with the man she dumped in eighth grade."

Amelia gently grabbed my arm again, "Samson do you want to go somewhere more private so we can talk?"

"Why would I want to talk?"

"It sounds like you need it. It's not healthy to keep all of this bottled up. Come on let's go talk." She stood up and held out her paw.

I took it and she helped me to my feet, "Fine. I guess you won't leave me alone unless I agree."

"That's and I'm studying to be a psychologist, so this is really good practice."

When we got out into the hall I scoffed as I said, "You know, it's almost funny because if it were about anyone else Amy would be the first person I'd turn to."

"Let's not talk about Amy for now. Let's discuss... you and Brandon." She put on a voice not dissimilar to Dr. Phil or the school's councilors, "Tell me... how did you two fall in love?"

"I... I guess that I always had a little crush on him. I didn't know he had feelings for me until he followed me after school that one day. He helped me get through a pretty rough time in my life. And we- and we had our first time that night."

"What did you two do for your first date?"

I looked back into my mind for anything that would qualify as a 'date'. I couldn't believe that we've never been on a real date. Nothing. The closest thing would be the party and you all know how well that ended and how much I... enjoyed it. "Come to think of it we've never been on a date."

She sounded shocked, quickly dropping the therapist voice, "You two have never been on a date!? Not even a movie or dinner or... or anything!"

"No. Well I have had dinner with him. Almost every night in fact but his sister and mother are there too so that doesn't count."

"Well who said I love you first?"

I thought for a few seconds before answering, "Him. It was in the cafeteria. I didn't tell him that I loved him until several days later. Being with Brandon has really changed me for the better." I will say that talking to Amelia did make me feel better and at the least it helped me forget about Amy for a while.

I muddled through the rest of the day turning in make-up work and getting homework assignments until I finally got home to my lover.

I immediately went to his room when I got home and just casually let myself in like I've done many times before.

"Hey." He greeted me as I walked in.

I responded with a hug, kiss and firm pat on his ass. "Hey, you know I love you, right?"

He laughed as he sat down on the side of the bed, "Is that a trick question?"

I sat down next to him lightly stroking his shoulders and neck, "I'm serious. I feel like I don't tell you that enough and how important you are to me."

"You don't need to tell me for me to know." I looked down at my knees as he returned the favor by rubbing the back of my neck, "I know that it's not easy for you to say things like that with what you've been through with your family."

I stared off into the far side of the room with eyes so wide you could even see the white scleras, "We've never been on a date..."

"We haven't?" I looked at him and shook my head no, "Well, what about...no. Or, or...no. Huh. I guess we haven't." I looked into his eyes with a frown and a whimper. He scooted in closer and patted me on the back as I leaned into his chest nuzzling it. "I promise I will take you out on a date. Just leave it all to me."

"You don't need to if you don't want to." I sniveled.

"No. I'm taking you. It's important to you and that's all that matters to me. You're all that matters to me." A few tears rolled own my face and onto his chest a he continued to embrace me and rub my back.

I quickly wrapped my arms around him squeezing tightly. "I never want to be without you, Brandon. Never leave me, please..."

"I'll always be here for you, I promise..." I was shaking in his embrace with my tears wetting his shirt and fur. I was finally realizing how close I came to losing the only person I ever truly loved because I couldn't see past how angry I was at him for something that was caused by alcohol and a hormonal imbalance. Given that we didn't know about that last part until yesterday.

"I'm sorry..."

"For what?" his paws moved up to my head lovingly embracing it as he rubbed my ears.

"You deserve so much better than me."

"Why would you say something like that?" he pushed me back looking into my puffy eyes with a look off sheer worry.

"Because it's true. You deserve someone listens better, and will say 'I love you' and not just because you're plowing his ass, and someone who goes out of their way to know everything about you. I... I don't even know your favorite color or wh-what kind of music you like, and... and..." I was growing closer and closer to a hysterical fit.

"Shh..." he put his index finger on my lips silencing me before he pulled me in close to comfort me. He spoke in a soft purr which seemed to calm me down, "It's okay. I don't care. I love you and you love me and that's all that matters. I think you're perfect just the way you are and I wouldn't want you any other way. Truthfully, I think you're one of the most amazing people I know. Having dealt with the amount of shit life threw at you and still being able to put on a smile. That is why I love you not because of your listening skills, or your social skills, or even the sex. I love you because you are you Samson Temmek and I hope that will never change." He began to tear up as he finished, leaning his head down to meet mine which was firmly entrenched in his chest once again.

"What is your favorite color?" I asked innocently.

"I... I like blue."

"Me too..."