Sixam’s Razor II: The Morning After
#2 of Sixam's Razor
This story is based on an RP I did with my mate. I changed it up a bit as to flex my creative bone. This chapter contains no yiff but will not be the final chapter if I get some good feedback.
DISCLAIMER: This story contains homosexual love between an adult and an underage male. If these things do not appeal to you or if you are underage according to your area's laws, please stop reading now. The author is not responsible for anything that may happen because of reading this story or your feelings of the content.
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Sixam (c) Me
Razor (c) My Mate
Sixam's Razor II: The Morning After
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Razor woke up, rising with the sun. He walked over to the waterfall and stuck his head under it, getting a shower in a way. He was enjoying it as his tail was once again wagging about. Sixam stirred quietly, rubbing his eyes to get the sleep out of them. Once his eyes adjusted, he sat up quickly and winced. He realized that he was still in the cave and that his rear hurt. The pain told him that what had happened was real. ‘Did I sleep in here all night?' he thought. He looked towards the cave entrance and saw the showering werewolf. ‘He stayed with me the whole night.' He got up and walked over to the waterfall. "Good morning," he said to the older male.
Razor yawned and smiled softly, looking to the boy when he spoke. He stepped out of the waterfall and shook off, splashing the young fox in his attempt to dry himself. "Morning...you slept pretty well. He sat down leaning his head back while yawning quite wide. He smiled slightly, slapping his jaws a little after his yawn, his tongue sticking out and hanging there.
"Hey!" Sixam said with a smile in response to being splashed with water. He then looked at himself, "Although I guess I should clean up after what we did yesterday. He walked under the waterfall to wash himself off.
The werewolf sniggered slightly then lied on his belly, watching the boy. "Yes...you should." He tail waved back and forth slowly. "So, did you enjoy...what happened?"
Sixam stepped out of the waterfall and shook off. He started to get aroused thinking about what had transpired between them the previous day. He smiled a sheepish grin and could feel himself blushing under his fur. He just nodded.
The older male sniggered again as he was splashed right back after the younger male had showered off. He got up quickly and started shaking himself off again. He looked up just in time to see Sixam nodding. Smiling, he walked over slowly. "Maybe we could do it again sometime then. Maybe it will be better," he said grinning.
Sixam looked at the ground. He was blushing like crazy, but at the same time happy that he had his fur so it could not be seen except for in his ears. He did enjoy it. Moreover, he did want more. Still looking at the ground he said, "Ok...I would like that." Then he looked up at the werewolf. "But I don't even know your name."
Razor nodded at sat down on the ground, just thinking about their experience and feeling contentment. He looked at Sixam and then grinned. "Well...my name is Razor. He panted happily, as he just rocked for side to side, he was in a playful mood this morning.
Sixam smiled to himself as he looked at the werewolf rocking. "Well my name is Sixam. I'd say it's nice to meet you, be have kind of already met now haven't we?" he said to the older male, his mind going back to when he first saw the larger male the previous day.
The werewolf nodded. "Unusual name...I like it." He smiled. "Yeah, we did kind of meet. A close encounter of the carnal kind," he said with a snicker.
"Yeah, I like my name, it makes me unique." He tilted his head at Razor's comment. "What does carnal mean?"
Razor smiled slightly and then nodded. When he was asked what carnal meant, he blinked and lay down on his belly. "Carnal...um...lust...mating...what we did."
"Oh," Sixam said as he looked at the ground. He could feel himself blushing again.
The older male rested his chin on the ground and just smiled, looking up at the boy. "If you enjoyed it, and I enjoyed it...then it was good." His tail beat the air behind him as he just lay there happily.
The boy burned with blush now. He kept his eyes trained to the ground and had a embarrassed smile on his face. He spoke softly, almost in a whisper, but loud enough so that Razor could hear him. "I did like it...and it was good. I...I would like to do that again sometime."
Razor crawled in his crouched position towards Sixam and then nuzzled his side, speaking softly. "So do I." Licking the boy's fur, he smiled up to him.
Sixam looked down at the smiling werewolf licking him. Just then, his stomach growled. He had not eaten anything since lunch the day before. "I'm kind of hungry. I bet you are, too. Would you like to come back to my house?" he asked the larger male, "I could make us something to eat."
The large dark-brown male blinked and got up quickly, hearing the boy's stomach grumble. He was about to offer to go hunt if the boy would stay put but..."You have a house?" He had never met anyone that had a house before. His tail waved behind him. "And...you'd actually let me inside your home?"
"Of course I have a house," the small fox said. "You don't think I live in the wilderness, do you? And after what we've been through, why wouldn't I let you inside my home?" he asked the older male.
Razor looked around slowly. "Err...well...I didn't think you had your OWN house." Blinking he looked over to the boy then smiled slightly. "Well...I kind of forced you into that so I didn't know if you'd want me to stick around. I get like that sometimes. In fact, I'm even worse other times."
"To tell the truth, it's not really my house. It belongs to my parents. It is one of their vacation homes. They're letting me stay there by myself for the summer," Sixam explained. He looked at the ground, "Yeah, it is true that you did kind of have your way with me, but you didn't have to stay with me though the night. That shows that you care. Also, like I've already said, I enjoyed it."
Razor nodded slowly and smiled. "Lucky..." He blushed slightly at the care comment and realized he DID care, but was still embarrassed to hear it.
Then the boy looked Razor straight in the eyes. "I don't think you would do anything to hurt me. You seem like a good soul to me."
The larger male looked into the boy's eyes, as his eye contact was demanded. He just stood there listening silently. Smiling, he nodded. He was a pure soul, for the most part, and did not mind being called such.
"Plus, you said you could take me ‘to heights of ecstasy and back.' I want to feel that. Now come on, let's go," Sixam said grabbing his discarded short, deciding not to put them back on. "And I won't take no as an answer."
Razor smirked at the promise he had made. He walked up beside the boy and nodded quickly. "I won't say no."
"Good, then let's go," the smaller male said as he grabbed the werewolf's paw and led him out of the cave. He led him about a quarter of a mile away to a big and beautiful two-story villa. As they entered the house Sixam said, "Home sweet home." He let go of the older male's paw and turned to look at him, "How does pancakes and sausage sound?"
The dark-brown male walked alongside the younger male. He looked to the villa as they walked up to it and gasped softly as it was beautiful. Walking in with him, he looked around slowly until his concentration was broken by the question. "Sounds...great!" His mouth dropped open as we started drooling at the thought but then blinked and shut his mouth again quickly.
"Just make yourself at home. There is a television in the living room as well as some video games, or you can use one of the computers in the computer room. The downstairs bathroom is across from the computer room. Or you could just watch me cook, but I'm not sure how much fun that will be," Sixam said as he started to walk towards the stairs to go up and put some clothes on but then realized that Razor didn't have any clothes and had already seen him naked so he went to the kitchen to start cooking.
Razor listened to the options and just blinked, looking around in awe; his tail waving uncontrollably now. He couldn't decide what to do at first but then looked over to the boy and given the option to watch him cook he just dropped to all fours and followed him closely, nuzzling the small of his back as he cooked. How fun could it be watching someone cook? Fun was in the eye of the beholder and Razor was obviously happy as you could be blown away from the gust created by his tail.
It was a little bit harder to cooker that usual because of the nuzzling but Sixam did not say anything. He felt loved, a feeling that he had never felt before. Sure, there was the parental love, but that was nothing compared to this. When he finished he brought the food to the dining room table and set the table with Razor nuzzling him all the while. It was a rather large table but he set the places next to one another. When he was finished he asked, "Are you just going to keep nuzzling me or are you going to eat?"
The werewolf looked to the food all nicely set out then to the boy and whimpered. "I can't do both?" It occurred to him that nuzzling while eating would not be that smart and so awkwardly got in a chair. He looked to Sixam, blinking and smiling before looking at his chops and just diving in head first, chomped away happily with his tail waving around.
The young fox stared at his older companion eating agape. He soon snapped out of it, sat down and started to eat his meal properly. He was raised a certain way and some things did not change, even if he was away from his parents. He was a little uncomfortable sitting in the chair because of his rear.
The larger male had not noticed the boy watching him in shock and soon was licking his plate clean. When he was finished, he looked up at Sixam with a big grin on his face. He blinked as he saw the fox using utensils and looked at the table, blushing a little, unsure on what to do now.
Sixam noticed that Razor was finished. "If you're still hungry there's more in the kitchen."
Razor smiled as he got out of his seat and nuzzled the boy's side while sitting next to him on the floor before resting his head in Sixam's lap. "I'm fine. Thanks...that was really nice," he said as he smiled happily.
The young fox felt a little weird as the werewolf put his head in his bare lap. He smiled shyly at the older male. "Well, I guess it is just my way of saying thank you for staying with me for the whole night."
The large brown male just closed his eyes, more relaxed than the younger male of course. "It wasn't like a chore or anything. I wanted to make sure you were safe and...ok, not hurt or anything."
"Well, still. Thank you," the boy said as he finished his meal. He looked at the older male laying his head in his lap. "Well I'm finished. So are you going to stay there or allow me to get up?"
Razor blinks and then lifts his head, smiling slightly. "No, thank you...and err...move all you want," he said as he sat there all happy like.
Sixam got up, cleaned up and then returned to where Razor was. "Is there anything you would like to do? Normally I just play games or get on the net or go swimming. It does get a little lonely here, although I do have a friend that visits me occasionally."
Razor looked to him. "Swimming...I'll watch you swim." He smirked slightly and then got up slowly. "Someone visits you? How would they react to me being here?" He walked over and nuzzled Sixam gently.
The smaller male smiled as he was nuzzled. He was getting use to this. "Yeah but I went swimming yesterday. Oh, he usually lets me know before he comes. There are times that he will just shows up, but most of the time I know in advance. But I don't think he would care. He is really open-minded."
The werewolf nods slowly and sits down on the floor. "Then I'll stay as long as you'll let me...and we'll do whatever you want to do." He smiled up at the boy, his tail sweeping the floor as he looked somewhat adorable and obedient.
"Well, I guess by the way you acted earlier that you don't have a home. So why don't you live here with me? The house is big enough and I would not be lonely anymore. Also this way you can take me to, as you said, ‘heights of ecstasy and back' somewhere more comfortable than the floor of a cave," Sixam said sheepishly with a shy grin on his face. "You're the guest. My parents taught me that I should do what the guest would like to do. So...I guess if you do want to watch me swim, I should let you."
The older male grinned and pounced his younger companion happily. He blinked as he realized what he did. "Err...I'd like to stay." He let the boy up and then smiled weakly. "Sorry..." He sat down and looked around. "You can show me around if you don't want to swim. If we're going to live here together I need to know where I can and can't go." Thinks of the bedroom for a moment and then stands up. "Swimming after you've eaten is dangerous anyway. Better to work it off."
Sixam laughed a bit as he was pounced. "It's okay. You can go anywhere you like, but follow me and I'll show you around," he said as he got up and walked out to begin the tour.
Razor blinked and smiled at being told he could go anywhere. His tail wafted behind him as he followed the boy for a tour.
"You've seen the kitchen and the dining room. Over here we have the living room which is where all the electronic entertainment is." He pointed to a doorway, "Through there is the den, just a place to relax. There are books in there and a fireplace. It's a nice, cozy place."
The werewolf nodded about seeing the kitchen and dining room. He peeked at the living room and then looked towards where the den was suppose to be, his tail beating behind him as he listened to the description of the room.
Sixam passed by a room, "That is the computer room. There are 5 computers in there, and over there is the downstairs bathroom."
Following closely, the older male glanced at the computer room and nodded then smiled at the downstairs bathroom. That would be something to get use to.
"Now follow me upstairs." He ascended the stairs on all fours. It was something he did as a kid and still liked to do. It gave Razor a good view of his not-so-virgin hole. "Okay, there are five bedrooms up here."
Smirking, he soon looked to the stairs and bounded after the boy, watching him walk up the stairs and letting his tongue hang out the side of his muzzle as he leaned his head to one side and just walked silently up the stairs. He snapped out of it when the boy spoke.
"Well, there are actually six bedrooms up here but one of them is a study with another television and 2 more computers," he went on to explain. "All the computers in the house are on a network," he said not thinking that Razor might not know what he was talking about. "Over there is one of the upstairs bathrooms along with 2 of the bedrooms."
The werewolf's attention was drawn to the bathroom and two bedrooms as they were pointed out.
Sixam turned away from the area he was indicating. "The other rooms are this way." He entered a room. "And this is the master bedroom, complete with its own bathroom, a large television, and a balcony with a hot tub to look at the stars in at night. This is where I sleep...you could sleep here...with me...that is if you wanted to. Um...so that's the grand tour."
Razor followed Sixam into the room and went wide-eyed. He ran around to look at the balcony and hot tub. He just stood in the doorway to the balcony, his fur blowing in the breeze as he panted happily. He then looked over to the fox, smiling widely. "This place is great. And...I would like to sleep here...with you." His tail was going a mile a minute as he stood there in the cool breeze, just looking at the younger male. He was obviously happy with everything he saw...and the company of course.
The red and white fox smiled shyly at the thought of sharing his bed with the older male. "Well, now that you have had the grand tour, what would you like to do?" Sixam asked as he sat on the bed with a little discomfort as his rear still hurt a bit.
Looking at him, the older male blinked and walked over to the boy slowly and smiled. "I'd like to...umm..." He just looked around and wiggled his ears. There was a lot to do but he had no clue of what he wanted to do.
Sixam smiled up to the werewolf. "You're the guest. I'm up to doing what ever you want to do. There is a lot that we can do, but just pick something and we'll do it. We have plenty of time to do other stuff." He lied back on the bed and closed his eyes, just happy to have someone to be with now instead of being in that big house all alone.
Climbing onto the bed, Razor started nuzzling and licking Sixam's belly. Sixam giggled as his belly was licked. He was ticklish. Razor looked the boy over, making a mental note that he was ticklish as he enjoyed hearing the fox giggle.
The older male stopped and looked to the balcony, "Well...a walk?" He looked back to the and smiled softly.
Sixam sat up. "Sure, we could go for a walk. There is a small gorge close by that has a breath-taking view, especially at sunset, but it's a bit early for that. It still looks good during the day though. Would you like to go there?" he asked with a sparkle in his eyes.
"Well...I would like to see that." He looked into the fox's eyes and smiled softly, the sparkle just melting his heart.
Beaming, the boy got off the bed and said, "Ok, let me do a few things and I'll meet you at the front door," and left Razor on the bed.
Jumping off the bed after the fox left, Razor made his way down to the front door and stood there waiting, his tail wagging happily.
Sixam approached the werewolf from behind. "Your tail sure does wag a lot, doesn't it? Well I'm done so we can go if you are ready." He grinned at the older male. He was happy to have some company to go to with him to the gorge, besides his friend.
Razor smirked, "It does when I'm happy," looking back to his tail then back at Sixam still smirking. "I'm ready. Lead the way. You know this place much better than I do."
The fox grinned. "You seem to be happy quite a bit then. Okay, let's go shall we?"
The older male smiled slightly. "I have no reason to be unhappy."
He opened the door and started to walk down a dirt path close to the house. "So how old are you?" Sixam asked as they walked.
Following closely, Razor thought about the question for a moment before shaking his head. "Haven't got a clue. I don't know how old I am. I've...never really counted." He looked at the boy, "You?"
Sixam slowed his pace down to where he was walking beside Razor. "So does that mean you have been alive for a long time? I'm only 15. It's just a little farther to the gorge."
"Well I guess I am kinda old." He laughed softly and then looked the boy over. "15..." That was pretty young. "Well...you're still cute." He laughed again, embarrassed. He wondered if he was going to be punished for this.
Sixam smiled when Razor called him cute. "Thanks. It's right past these trees." He said as they approached the gorge. Once they passed the trees he stopped ad took in the view. He had been there many times but it still amazed him to see how beautiful it was. "Isn't it breathtaking?"
The werewolf looked to the boy smiling and nods as he looked out after they got past the trees. His mouth dropped open and hung there for a moment as he tried to form words. He just looked at Sixam, nodding, as it was breathtaking.
"There is a boulder over there," the young fox pointed, "if you want to sit down. I'd sit down but it kind of hurts when I do." He smiled shyly and looked down at the ground, thinking back to the reason for the pain.
Razor looked to the rock and then to Sixam and smirked slightly as the boy mentioned it hurting to sit. He walked over to the rock and stretched out on it lazily. "It can hurt," he nodded, "But if done right it can feel good."
Sixam's ears turned red as he blushed. "Well...it did feel good, it just hurt at first. It was my first time so I guess a little pain is expected, right?" He looked at Razor asking. "But I wouldn't mind doing it again," he looked down again and kicked the dirt, "and see what else there is you can show me."
The older male looked him over. "Hmm? It's a good job I wasn't rough then," he closed his eyes slowly, "and yes...the first time hurts." He thought for a moment, wondering what else they could experiment with.
The boy thought for a moment and tried to visualize Razor being rough. He only thought about it for a moment before he decided to go sit next to him. It hurt when he sat down as it had during breakfast and in the bedroom but the pain was subsiding. He was trying to show Razor that he could be strong and deal with whatever was done to him. He sat there silently looking at the scenery and enjoying Razor's presence.
Looking at him silently and then back to the scene in front of them, Razor's tail waved behind him as he was really enjoying the view and the company. "So...I wonder how many times we have to do it until it's safe for me to REALLY let loose." Grinning, he chuckled as he looked towards the fox.
Giving Razor a puzzled look, Sixam asked, "What to you mean by ‘really let loose?'"
Still grinning, the werewolf responded with, "You'll see when it's time. I'm not really sure how to explain it. I guess it's...partly rough. That's the best explanation I can think of."
Thinking back to the previous day, Razor didn't seem all that rough to Sixam. "Oh...okay," he said," Well...I'm willing to do it as much as it takes. Like I said, I want to see what else there is."
"I'd like to explore that too. So what do you say that once it stops hurting we have another go?" the older male asked, looking to him and smirking, half knowing that the boy would say yes.
"Okay," said the red and white canine cheerfully. "The pain is already subsiding." Before the previous day, he never would have asked to mate nor be so excited at the prospect of doing it. Razor awoke something in him and now his hormones were taking over.
Chucking softly and stretching slightly, Razor said, "I'm glad you're excited about another go." He leaned over and nuzzled the younger gently, smelling his new friend's raised hormones and letting off a soft growl.
Sixam was getting use to Razor's nuzzling. He sat there and happily received the attention. He murred a little when he heard the growl from Razor and closed his eyes. He was really happy to have someone to be with him.
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Well, there you have it. Chapter II. I still have more that I could write but I would like to get some more feedback and opinions first. Send your comments and thoughts to Sixam (dot) Canoscan (at) yahoo (dot) com. As last time... I hope you have enjoyed this as much as we have. Ciao.