Date Night
#3 of Cats and Wolves
This is part three of the story I'm working on. As always, comments and constructive criticism appreciated.
_August 12th
     I suppose I'm going to keep writing in this, make a bit of a journal out of it or something. I should probably go back and label the first day then. Pretty sure that was August 9th or 10th. Eventually, if I remember after this one. Don't feel like squishing it in there right now.
Anyways, updates! I'm home and I feel GREAT! I may not be able to sit still long enough to do my usual favorite activities, but I've found some new favorites. I flat out run around our block like five times almost every day; I started doing sit ups, push ups, and everything else too. I haven't touched a video game in the past few days, which is certainly somewhat odd for me, but it doesn't matter. I'm doing other things to pass the time, and it just feels right. It's, I dunno, I'd say there's a certain euphoria to it all, but I only really feel it when I'm doing it... Hard to explain, easy to feel. Fun, y'know?
Speaking of time; where the hell is Brandon?! He said he'd call! Damn it, I wish I would've gotten his number before I'd left. I bet he forgot, or lost the paper, or doesn't want to go out with me. I hope it's one of the first two.
Anyways, where was I? Oh yes, more updates. That whole penis deal, where I thought it was getting bigger, it's true! Though, not in a way that I'd ever expect. Okay, it is a smidge bigger overall, balls included, but what's interesting is when it gets hard, I get a knot. A knot! Me! I'm a cat anthro for Bast's sake! Knots are for dogs! Maybe that wolf bite did do something to me. I dread knowing what else has happened. I mean, I've got tons and tons of energy all of a sudden, and my god damn penis changed shape! Well, just a little bit, but it's a different shape for sure. I don't think I'm going to the doc's about this one though, not right now anyways. If it gets serious I'll suck up my guts and go, but it feels fine really. I did a "test run" with it last night. Gotta say that I can't complain about having the knot, other than the fact that it‘s so out of place. Feels absolutely amazing to play with it a bit. I'll have to test that again tonight. Maybe use some of the techniques that the inus use. I ain't partial to looking at them usually, but every once in a while I find a cute masturbation video of a gay one. Hehe, fembois, so cute. Some of them have some huge loads! Lucky dogs. I'd love to produce as much as they do.
Well, I'm bored to death, maybe I'll write in this tomorrow, for now I'm off to run some more laps around the block. Who knows? Maybe I'll get some actual muscles from all this exercise. Then again, I'm eating more than ever too. Whole pizzas and stuff in just one meal. Dad's amazed.
August 13th
Yay, I remembered to write in here! GOOD NEWS! Brandon called! Oh god I'm so happy! He called me and talked to me and asked me on a date! We're going to the movies! God I could just die soooo happy right now. I don't have much else to say today. I'm too happy about the date to care about much else! We talked on the phone for forever before I had to go. My dad was getting home so I had to hang up for the night and do something else.
August 15th
Oh god, today is the day! Brandon and I are going to meet at the theater. I didn't want dad knowing, so I just told Brandon to meet me there. Plus hey, I work there, might as well get a couple of free movies out of it. I'm all washed up and I've got some niceish clothes on. Just a button up shirt and some new jeans. I'm glad I don't mind button up shirts, this one is kinda nice really. Cozy too. It's white, short sleeve and stuff. Best thing is, dad probably won't ask any questions. It's short sleeve, I can just say this is the last one I had if I have to. I swear I've checked in the mirror like fifty times now for stray fur and whiskers. I'm so nervous. What if he doesn't like the movie? God, what if he isn't gay, and he's just doing this one time so he won't break my heart?
No! I'm not going to worry about this! He's gay, he said so himself! God damnit, I'm not going to make myself a nervous wreck before I go meet him later tonight. I don't want to go looking all fuzzed up. Just gotta remember, I'm not a kitty anymore, I'm grown, and I can certainly act my age. I'm 19 years old, I'm bisexual, and I have a male date tonight. I will not panic. Dating is perfectly normal, even if I did start a little late. This is my first date ever. Hopefully it won't be my worst date ever. If he asks, I'll tell him it is my first. I'll be fine... I hope._
A few mildly uneventful hours later, Alex stepped outside the door, shutting and locking it behind him. He started walking at a brisk pace, but after only a couple houses, he started running. It felt so much more fluid, more right to run. In almost no time, Alex was at the small theater, pacing back and forth as he waited for Brandon to show up. He was hardly out of breath, in fact he almost felt like he could run a lap around the block while he waited, but he didn't want to keep Brandon waiting if he happened to show up in that time.
"Hey Kitty," came a familiar voice, making Alex jump a little and quickly seek the source out. There Brandon was, and... Alex nearly died right then and there. Brandon, looked, hot. The white-furred feline definitely knew how to dress to please, and the outfit was certainly giving Alex an eyeful. A white shirt fit snugly on his upper torso, a short sleeve that seemed to be almost the same exact color of his fur. If the texture was a little different Alex might've been sure that Brandon was going topless. The shirt showed off a slim, but not exactly sculpted or muscular chest and stomach, as well as somewhat muscular arms. That alone almost had Alexander drooling, but there was more. Brandon wore rather tight jeans as well. They looked great on him, at least in the eyes of the bisexual boy ogling him. They stretched against his waist, crotch, and upper legs, but were loose towards the bottom. The upper bit looked tight and Alex liked what he saw. If the crotch was any indication, bed time with Brandon was going to be good. If Alex ever made it that far of course.
Alex was so stunned that Brandon paused and looked at him, then laughed a bit. "Like something?" He asked, and before Alex could even snap out of his trance, he was hugged tightly by Brandon. Alexander blushed, but still remained silent. Brandon rolled his eyes. "Soooo?" He said, looking expectantly at Alex, brushing his tail against Alex's chin.
Alexander blinked a few times, "Oh... oh, sorry. I just... uhm," he fumbled over his words, unsure of what to say. Brandon watched him silently, and when Alex realized this, he tried to kill the silence. "You look, uhm... You look, handsome." Alex said, not exactly the words he wanted to say, but they worked apparently, and Brandon smiled at him.
"I see kitty likes? Well maybe a few more dates and kitty will get to see some more." Brandon teased, grabbing Alex's hand and pulling him up to the ticket booth.
The person in the ticket booth looked up from her book, seeing the two guys, then realizing who it was that was being pulled along. "Hey Alex." She said, smiling at him. Chelsea was a long-time friend of Alex‘s, before Alex had even started working here in fact. She had pure black fur except for a white patch on her shoulders, and was about the same height as Alex, maybe an inch shorter. Her hair was considerably long, going to her tail easily. It was pulled back in a very long ponytail, but only because work required it, any other time it was just a long curtain of hair. The uniform for the theater didn't do much to accent her looks, but she was a fairly attractive female and Alex always did like her a little bit. She wouldn't be his first choice for reasons that went into more emotional and psychological than physical. Chelsea was a bit on the not-so-sane side sometimes.
Brandon looked a bit surprised, looking over to Alex, then back to the box office worker. "Hm? You know him?" He wondered.
"Yeah, I work here." Alex answered before Chelsea, "She's a friend I've had for a long time. I suppose I should introduce the two of you. Brandon, Chelsea. Chelsea, Brandon." Alex said, pointing to each in turn.
"Nice to meet you Chelsea," Brandon said, smiling a little bit.
"And you too," Chelsea nodded and looked the two over again. "So, you a friend of Alex's? Relative? Probably a friend, right? You two don‘t look a hair related at all. You‘re too scrawny to be related to this big boy, Alex." She said, flirting with Brandon and teasing Alex at the same time. Alex frowned a bit, but at the same time he felt his stomach drop into a pit. He'd never told Chelsea he was bisexual. What would she think?
"Oh no, we're dating." Brandon said before Alex had a chance to try and make up some story, grinning and hugging Alex closer. The expression on Chelsea's face took on one of shock, and Brandon smiled, not understanding that the shock was more from discovering her friend‘s sexuality. "What? He's adorable, and besides... He asked me first."
Chelsea looked even more shocked, and turned to Alex, who turned very red under his fur and looked down. "What? You're gay?" She asked, absolutely astonished.
"Uhm... Bisexual..." Alex said very quietly, as if it would help somewhat. "Can, can we just get our tickets?" He said, trying to hurry along this suddenly embarrassing moment. "We're going to, uhm..." Alex paused as he looked at the listing of movies above Chelsea, avoiding her gaze as best as possible. He told her the movie after a moment, and then let an awkward silence fill the air as he waited for the tickets.
Chelsea looked at Alex for a moment, shocked by this new knowledge. She took a few seconds, but eventually got back to work, printing their tickets for them. Each took their own, then headed in the door. Alex was still being dragged along by Brandon. "So you really haven't told anyone?" Brandon asked. "You're still in the closet and everything?" He asked, receiving a nod from Alex. "Well that won't do. No more of that. Be proud of being bisexual." Brandon said. "Not like anyone's going to stone you to death or something. This is the land of the free. Believe me cutie, if you are going to have friends that leave you because you're not straight, they weren't your friends to begin with." Alex could hardly believe that Brandon had just started randomly lecturing him on this sort of stuff right in the middle of the lobby. What sucked more was that some of his best friends were working the concessions today, and were staring right at him. Alex looked down, sure that his blush could be seen through his fur again. Though this wasn't the end of his torment. Brandon pulled his chin up, looking him right in the eyes. Time crawled to slow motion for Alex, probably because his heart was beating like a hummingbird's. Right then and there, in the middle of the lobby, Brandon kissed Alex. Alex felt like heaven and hell had just taken him. On one hand he felt pleasure from Brandon, and it was a wonderful kiss. Not that he'd ever had one before though, so he didn‘t have anything to compare it to really. On the other hand he felt a massive embarrassment from the few folks absolutely staring (or glaring) holes through the two of them, including friends in various places of the theater. A lot of them looked disgusted by the two male felines kissing.
After what seemed like an eternity Brandon let Alex go. Alex stepped away, suddenly aware that he hadn't been breathing, and sucked in a deep breath he desperately needed. "I'm, I'm going to go to the theater now." He said, and took off to the auditorium they were in quickly. Brandon followed after him quickly.
"Anything to drink? Eat?" He asked, grinning broadly from Alex's shyness.
"Small Sprite." Alex said before disappearing into the theater doors. He found a seat quickly and looked around the theater. It was absolutely empty in there. He looked back to the entrance for the auditorium, waiting for Brandon to appear. Nobody came in for quite a while, including Brandon, and Alex's mind started to drift back to just moments ago when he was kissed. He smiled a little bit, sitting back in his seat. "Wow." He said quietly. That was all he could say about it. Wow, it was all that was appropriate to say about it.