The Ballad of Phillip: Chapter 2
#2 of The Ballad of Phillip
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The Ballad of Phillip
Chapter 2: 1991
1991 was a big year for me and the band. We released our first album in January and started our first international tour that same month. In June our record label, RKF, decided to have us tour together with another band, The Flame Dogs. Their drummer, Kelly, was a yellow Coyote. Their bassist Devin was an orange fox. Earl, the lead singer and rhythm guitarist, was a turquoise wolf and Aaron, their lead guitarist, was a red fox. Aaron would become my first real boyfriend.
I met Aaron while my band was getting set up during a concert in Densville, capital of the Wolf Empire. Eric was tuning his guitar and warming up his vocals, Bob was testing out his new drum sticks, and Vlad was also warming up his voice and tuning his guitar, trying to out do Eric. While this was going on, I decided to plug in my keyboard and play a few notes to get myself warmed up. When I went to plug in my keyboard, I accidentally bumped into Aaron who was practicing the backup vocals part to one of his band's songs.
"Watch where you're going you asshole!", he said to me.
"Sorry", I said.
"Whatever", Aaron said.
Now if anyone told me right then that this was the fur I would be with for the next five years of my life, I would have said they were nuts. I ended up plugging in my keyboard anyway and practiced for the show. After the show ended, something surprising happened. Aaron walked up to me in the hallway outside of my dressing room and said in a seductive voice, "I think you're cute. Wanna go have pizza with me in my dressing room?"
I couldn't believe what I just heard. He called me an asshole earlier and now he wants to date me? I wanted to laugh, but I held back. I thought about it for a couple minutes and decided to go out with him. At the time I thought it might make for an interesting story to tell Eric when I got back. He liked hearing about my dates, despite being a straight guy.
"Sure", I said.
Aaron then led me to his dressing room, which was a few doors down the hall. It had plain, white walls and the only furniture was a dresser, a closet, a table, two beat up faux leather chairs, and a skinny old couch. When we went inside, he already had the pizza sitting on the table. We sat across from each other on the old, beat up faux leather chairs and dug in. As we ate, Aaron told me more about himself, in fact he talked about was himself longer than anyone else I knew. He said he was born in Fox Hollow in 1970 and could play the guitar before he even entered junior high. He went on and on about how great he was and the whole time I had to hold back the urge to laugh at how self-absorbed this guy was. "Eric's gonna get a kick out of this", I thought.
"I can play any song. I'm so good I don't even need to practice anymore", this was the line that made me want to facepalm.
He finally asked about me, but I decided to keep it brief.
"Well, I was born in the suburbs in '71 and I've been playing the keyboard since I was a kid. Umm...I'm gay, but you probably figured that one out already. I'm not out to anyone though except my bandmates, but I'm still in the closet and I don't want to come out publicly right now. Something my past dates didn't find appealing", I said. I wasn't too used to talking about myself at the time, but I at least wanted to make it clear I was still closeted and I wasn't ready to publicly come out.
When I finished my brief story he looked into my eyes and said in a sincere tone, "You're the cutest, most beautiful fox I've ever seen. Those other guys should regret not having you as a boyfriend."
"Thanks", I said, blushing like mad, yet so happy that he thought of me that way.
"Maybe this is too soon, but, would you like to be my boyfriend?", he asked.
Before he called me beautiful and cute, I would've said no, but now I was so flattered and happy that I said, "yes". In hindsight this happened way too fast, but what can I say? I was a young, desperate fox longing for someone who wanted to be with me. Roy only wanted hook up, but Aaron wanted me in a romantic way. He then hugged me and kissed me deeply on the muzzle. I'm not sure how far we would've gone that night, but we probably would've at least made out more if Earl hadn't interrupted us. He barged in, sounding completely wasted and slurring his words, it took him a minute to finally form a coherent sentence.
"A....Aaron are you sure you don't want those bitches we got over there. They're soooo tight!", Earl said. Now to be clear, the word "bitches" in the Wolf Empire is simply a term for a female wolf. It's not derogatory like it is in other parts of the world.
Aaron looked at him and said in a rather annoyed voice, "What part of 'I'm gay' don't you understand?"
"Oh...I forgot you're gay", Earl said. He then stumbled back to his room.
"Well that was...odd", I said, not sure what to else to say.
"It happens. Earl can be so fucking annoying at times. Well, anyway, I'm glad we're boyfriends now. Maybe we can go out to a bar tomorrow night after the show in Lake Paoli?", Aaron said.
"I don't know. I'm still in the closet remember", I said.
"It's okay. I'm not going to be like those other guys. I'll wait for the public date stuff until you're ready", Aaron said. We then kissed again, before he asked me another question, "wanna sleep here tonight?"
"I would, but we both can't fit on that couch", I said, pointing to the old red couch on the back wall. It was a rather skinny couch, so skinny that only one fur could lay down on it and even then you would have to lay on your side because if you lied down on your back you would've fallen to the floor.
"True", Aaron said, pinning his ears down.
I kissed him again and returned to my dressing room. I saw Eric on the way and told him about my date with Aaron.
"Sounds great Phil, but be careful. I don't want to see you get hurt", Eric said.
"Okay", I said. I wasn't thinking about the possibility of getting hurt at the time. All I could think about was how happy I was to have a boyfriend. Aaron and I spent the rest of the tour doing secret, to the public at least, dates in his dressing room or sometimes on the tour bus. It was September when I finally decided to ask him for sex. Getting caught with Roy, kind of put me off sex for awhile, but Aaron was surprisingly patient with me. I say surprisingly since he once told me that he had sex with his previous boyfriends mere days into the relationship. Our make out sessions had been growing increasingly more sexual since June. He would rub my crotch from time to time or rub my ass a little. He would tell me all the things he wanted to do to me. I could tell he wanted to do it, but I was so afraid of getting caught and he hated being walked in on that we kept waiting for the right time. After a show in Prairietown in the Coyote Empire, the time seemed right.
There were no groupies that night, so our bandmates went to bed early. I saw this as our chance to do it. We went into my dressing room and started making out, just like our other dates. I then broke the kiss and said, "they're all asleep, so I was thinking..."
"You wanna take things to the next level", Aaron finished my sentence.
"Yes, honey", I said playfully, "I even got the condoms." I opened the top drawer of my dresser and pulled out a box of condoms and lube.
"Sweet", Aaron said. He then got undressed in front of me and my jaw dropped when I saw him naked for the first time. He looked so...perfect. I stood there a minute just to admire him. I started drooling when I saw his throbbing cock.
"You like what you see, don't you", he said in a teasing voice.
"Yes I do. You look so beautiful and that poker of yours...I want it put it in my mouth right now", I said, horny as hell.
"Yes, I would like that very much, but I want to see you naked too. I undressed for you, how about you undress for me?", he said.
I did as he asked and while I don't find my body to be that great, he freaking loved it. His jaw dropped just like mine, he even teared up a little.
"It's like a work of art", he said.
"Now you're just being silly", I said. I certainly don't think I look that great.
"It's true. You're the silly fox here Philly", he said.
"Do I have a nice poker too", I asked, embarrassed and blushing about what I just said.
"Very much so, blushing purple fox", he said.
"Thanks, sexy red fox", I said.
"You're welcome. So what do you wanna do tonight?", he asked.
"I think the better question is: 'What don't I wanna do?'", I said. There was so much I wanted to do, so many sexual acts I wanted to experience. I slid a paw down his chest, intending to stroke his beautiful member, when Vlad barged in.
"Hey Phil have you seen my walkman...oh", Vlad said, blushing with embarrassment.
I blushed even more than he did and pinned my ears down while Aaron looked very annoyed. I was too embarrassed to speak, but Aaron wasn't.
"What the fuck man?! Phil and I finally have an opportunity to bang and then you have to go interrupt us over a fucking walkman! Get the fuck out of here! This is what sucks about life on tour, you get no fucking privacy!", Aaron said, letting out his frustrations in front of Vlad. I had those same frustrations too, but I didn't have the guts to say them outloud.
"Wow you're fucking rude", Vlad said. He then stormed out of the room.
"I can't believe it. He caught me again", I said.
"I know you told me what happened when you tried to fuck that roadie, but I thought it was just a one time thing. Does Vlad have some sort of thing against you?", Aaron said.
"No. I think I just have bad luck", I said.
"Can I tell you something?", Aaron asked.
"Sure", I said.
"Vlad kind of killed the mood", Aaron said, his dick had gone soft at this point and so did mine. Because of this, we decided to put our clothes back on.
"Yeah I agree", I said as I got dressed again, "are we ever going to have sex?"
"We will Philly, don't worry. Maybe when the tour is finally over", he said.
"Okay", I said, "by the way why do you keep calling me 'Philly'?", I said. He didn't start calling me this until this evening.
"Because I wanted to give you a pet name and I didn't come up with one until tonight.", Aaron said.
"What inspired you to come up with 'Philly'?", I asked.
"That cheesesteak place down the street", Aaron said, laughing. I laughed with him and then heard my stomach growling.
"Hungry foxy?", Aaron asked.
"Yep", I said.
"That cheesesteak place is open 24 hours and they deliver. How about I call them up for a late night snack?", Aaron said.
"Sure", I replied. Half an hour later, we got our cheesesteaks. They were really good, but they were no replacement for sex. Our tour ended in October, but when we went home RKF made us, the Flame Dogs and the Travellers, each record a New Year's album and then we had to make appearances on every late night show in Fox Hollow. Sometimes both of our bands were on the same show together, but other times they weren't. Aaron got called away in November to do a mini-tour with the Flame Dogs, so I didn't see him again until January of 1992. We worked so much that we were too tired to have sex during the few times we were able to see each other. We still cuddled and kissed though. As the year ended I was happy, yet frustrated at the same time. I finally had a boyfriend, but I still hadn't had sex. That would change in 1992.