Date: Sun, 14 Aug 2005 01:43:06 -0400
From: Matthew Moore <majestic8705@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jake and I (Part One)

This is the second erotic story I wrote that I was somewhat
proud of. It revolves around a young white tiger fur (or
furr, or furre, or w/e the correct spelling is) so its kinda
fantasy stuff. This is the first installment of what I hope
will be a very long, meaningful series. Therefore, for those
of you who are just here to jack off and don't give a crap
about character development, I suggest you use your browsers
"Find on this Page" type command and search for the sentence
(in quotations of course) "My crimson red fur". The reason
the yiffing comes in so far into the story is because this
is the first installment and much of it is spent on the
development of the protagonist and his lover, Jake. If y'all
aren't interested in Anthromorhpic stuff, I suggest you stop
reading now. However, for everyone else, I sincerely hope
you enjoy this story. Please send all comments, suggestions,
etc to Majestic8705@hotmail.com with "Story," or something
as the subject so I know not to delete the message. Also, if
you're interested in posting my story on your website,
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^^. Anyways, on with the story.


"Jake and I Part One"
Who I am really isn't important 'cause a rose by any other
name would smell as sweet right? 'Sides, I'm not ready to
come out with this stuff just yet so lets just keep my name
out of this. But what you do need to know, is I'm and
eighteen year old fox fur with a tight ass, lean build, and
I'm apparently a cutie but I'd gone through all of middle
school under the impression I was to ugly to date. I'd
always thought I was gay and what happened with 'him' proved
it.

"Who was he?" you ask. Well, his name was Jake, and what can
I tell you about him? Honestly, I haven't the faintest idea
where to start because how exactly do you describe
perfection? I guess I could start with the basics. First,
he's a black panther fur who stands at about six feet tall
with enough muscled he look strong, but not enough he looked
like he was on steroids. His eyes (oh god, even when I look
at his picture, it seems like they're staring into my soul)
are a bright green and full of energy and easily the most
beautiful eyes I've ever seen. His eyes had a certain
strength to them wich said "I can kick your ass in a
heartbeat and you know it," but if you looked hard enough,
you'd see the compassion and passion of the best lovers.

Jake's chest is perfectly build like the rest of his dead
sexy body and add an ass that was hot enough it could melt
steel and that's Jake. There was just one problem with him,
and that was that he was straight (or so I'd always
thought). I had nearly every class with him and I was
failing because all I could pay attention to was that
gorgeous ass! Even as I  write this story its all I can do
to stop myself from jacking off to his picture. But anyways,
here's what happened between us, even though the story
really begins the first day I met him but I'll just skip
ahead to the part you all really wanna read about.
The day started like any other, with Jake and I in homeroom
and I, as usual, was in awe staring at the the tight jean
wearing ass of Jake who sits in front of me (coincidently of
course :P). I was hard, and I figured I would excuse myself
and get off, but the teacher had decided to start class a
few minutes early.

"Alright kids," he barked, quite literally as he was a
Jackal fur. "As you all know, today we're debating and our
topic is definitely going to start a heated debate. As those
of you who follow the media know, the parent council is
afraid of homosexuality in the school system and they want
to psychologically test all students to see if they are gay
and segregate them in gay schools to keep the
heterosexualpeople safe from their eyes. Now what your all
gonna do is split yourselves into two sides, for and against
the segregation. Because I want authentic opinions, I'm not
gonna put you in teams because then you go against your
beliefs and I get really crappy arguments. But do note, that
everyone will be participating and if I don't believe your
on the right side because your argument is to flawed, and
your just faking it, I'll remove you from your team and you
will fail this activity. Now, break yourselves into teams,
for segregation over here, against over there," the teacher
said, and pointed to two opposite sides of the class room.

The class' jaws dropped. Nervous eyes looked everywhere, and
as usual, the complainers stood up and started bitching
about how he can't do this, how its unfair and that
bullshit.

"I don't care if you think its fair or not! Kids! You gotta
learn that sometimes life ain't fair and sometimes there are
more important things in life than your social status. So
shut up, stand up, and quite your bitchin' 'cause it ain't
gonna change my mind!" he growled and the class obeyed with
more than a few death stares towards the teacher. Since I
hadn't come out yet, this excercise was like Hell to me. I
didn't wanna come out like this! I wanted to do it when I
was ready, not because I need a mark in my fucking politics
class!

"Shit! Fuck! Shit!" I thought, panicking about what I was
going to do, my palms sweating and my heart racing as I
watched the class divide. the "jocks" all going anti-gay,
the women going pro-gay, some guys going pro, and the other
going anti so the class seemed evenly split and despite the
occasional gasp at a person's choice, the class was silent.
I chose to stand for my rights and I stood with the other
pro-gays, but I didn't stand tall, instead, I tried to duck
down and stay out of sight. But what had surprised me more
than this topic was that Jake had sided with me on the pro
gay side. I'd always thought he of all people would be a
homophobe ('cause the cute ones usually are). But then
again, I'd never manage to work up enough courage to speak
to him and since every guy I'd ever thought was hot turned
out to hate gays, you can understand why I was hesitant in
that area. Nevertheless, this action only made me love him
even more.

"A guy I love who doesn't hate gays!" I thought, still
surprised about Jake's choice. "Now if only he were gay I'd
be in heaven, but he can't possibly be gay. I mean, he dates
way to much. But a fur can dream can't he?" I thought, as I
fantasized about the two of us fucking our brains out right
here and now completely oblivious to everyone around us.

"Alright, Mr. Watson, why don't you start us off and
remember, anything said in here stays in here. I'm sure I
don't have to remind any of you about that contract you all
signed at the start of the year," the teacher commanded,
ordering one of the anti-gays to speak first.

It was the usual crap based on ignorance and fear, they guy
said being gay was a disease, and he for one didn't want to
catch it. He also inferred that gays were all sex crazed
psychopaths who wanted nothing more than to suck every cock
in the school. The response was a series of applause from
the homophobes and cold stares from the sympathizers.

"Mr. Ravishanker, would you care to respond?" the teacher
asked and the debate started, back and forth between two
sides with me, fortunately, never getting picked. But things
really got interesting when Jake's name was called.
Majestically, he stood up, and confidently stepped to the
center of the room with more than one pair of eyes (a few
guys as well) were glued to his magnificent ass. But once he
started speaking in the perfectly toned, glorious, angelic
voice, all eyes (even mine) were on his face.

"How many people here are gay?" Jake asked, "Can I get a
show of hands?" he continued and the only response from the
crowd was a lot of confused expressions. "That's what I
thought. But how many of you are hiding it? I've seen
studies done which suggest that at least 1/3 of the
population is gay. Let's look at this class with that number
in mind. There are thirty of us, and we all have fun
together in this class. But if this law passes, we'll loose
ten friends who you didn't know for certain were gay. When
you walk through the halls, are you afraid you get raped by
some random gay? I know I'm not, and I'm willing to bet none
of you are too. Why should we loose some of our brightest
students because they're gay? You call them sex obsessed
furs but hey, newsflash for you...THEY'RE TEENS! Of course
they're gonna be sex crazed just like straight people! We
know for a fact that bisexuality is more common in histories
greatest figures than hetero-sexuality. In fact, the idea of
gay hadn't even been though of until only about a century
ago. Homosexuality is not a disease, but instead it is only
a different chemical reaction in the brain when they think
about sex. I don't know about you, but I'd hate to loose any
member of this class simply because they're different than
me! Imagine how different this class would be if some of us
didn't come back," he said, his voice proud, determined,
like that of a politician. I was just beginning to feel at
ease with this whole situation when all of a sudden, Jake
pointed to me and I'm just glad I'd been sitting down
because otherwise, I'd have ended up in a heap on the floor.

Jake's eyes seemed to sparkle and (though I thought I was
hallucinating) they had such a longing in them, a love, a
desire which made my heart stop. Hell, what was I supposed
to think? How exactly do you react when the most beautiful,
sensitive, funny, perfect lover who you think doesn't know
you exist starts coming on to you in front of the entire
class and they don't seem to notice!

"What if Red here didn't show up tomorrow 'cause he turned
out to be gay? I don't know about you, but I'd feel like we
lost a unique person and someone I'd feel privileged to call
a friend," Jake continued, his eyes looking like they were
stripping me, devouring me. As I gazed in his eyes, I could
see myself being taken by his magnificent body. I quickly
started getting a hard on again, and I began to panic.

"Shit! they're gonna see the bulge in my pants for sure!
Fuck!" the voice panicked inside my head as I tried to shift
my body in a n attempt to hide my fast growing erection.

Jake seemed to notice my nervous shifting and mercifully, he
pointed to a member of the homophobe team. "Or what about
Triel? What if she really were gay? You think this class
would be complete without her? You speak about gays as if
they're nothing, a glitch we can simply move to make society
look better, but you forget that they are real people. If
you don't want to keep them here for them, than keep them
here for yourself. Who knows? You might actually call a gay
your friend! Thank you," Jake said and sat back down to a
roaring applause from the gay supporters, even a few of the
homophobes. I just sat there, completely stunned at what had
just happened.

Class continued, and the heated debate continued.
Fortunately, the teacher never called on me and the bell
went before he got the chance. I left the class, quick as a
shot, and headed for my next class English, with my retarded
teacher who hates me. The second I stepped in the door, he
started bitching to me about an essay I apparently hadn't
submitted (which was total bull shit, I remembered
submitting it last class). Given what had just happened, I
kinda exploded on him, and we spent the entire class
bitching at each other about the essay and various other
things. I really didn't need that bull shit right then, and
the timing couldn't have been worse. I'd hoped to use that
class to figure out what to do about Jake. The next bell
went, and after I flipped off my teacher, I walked through
the halls towards the pool, oblivious to anyone else, trying
to decide what to do about Jake, the thought of the sexy
panther giving me another hard on.

"Shit," I muttered under my breath as I entered the swim
deck and made my way over to the swim coach's office. "Miss?
Would it be alright if I went swimming for a while?" I asked
when I entered the room. She knew me, and my family well and
knew that I was probably the best swimmer in the school.
With some persuasion, I managed to gain pool privileges for
all of lunch. I thanked her, and changed into my Speedo in
the change room and then dove into the pool and started
swimming lengths casually, wondering about what I'd just
witnessed two hours ago.

"What if its real?" I wondered. "What does this mean? Is
Jake gay? More importantly, does he want me?" I thought,
"What if he does want me? What if we start dating? What
would we tell the others? The truth? Lies?" My mind
continued, going over all my fantasies that would come true
if Jake's gestures meant what I thought they meant. But, me
being the pessimist that I was destined to be, I couldn't
help but wonder what would happen if it was some sort of
cruel joke.

"What if its fake?" I wondered. "What would that mean? Does
it mean that he knows I'm gay and he's gonna black mail me?"
I thought. "What if he does black mail me, what would I do
then? What could I possibly do for him? He's the most
popular person in the school! Everybody loves him! What if
he wants money? I have none to give him! Shit! What the Hell
do I do?!" I panicked, bringing my lengths to an end. I just
lay on my back in the pool, letting the waters push me where
they wanted me to go. I closed my eyes, wishing that today
had been nothing but a dream, and I'd wake up in a minute
and sigh in relief. But God would never grant such a luxury
to me. Hell, according to all these religions, he hates me
'cause he made me a fag so I'm destined to spend eternity in
Hell for something he created. But now was not the time for
religious semantics. I had far more important things on my
mind than the destination of my soul when I die.

"What should I do about Jake?" I whispered quietly, just
before my alarm went off, telling me I had twenty minutes to
shower and get out of the pool before next class. With a
sigh, I swam over to the ladder beside the pool and climbed
out, the water clinging to my fur, begging me to stay in.
Tempting as the idea was to just remain with the loving
waters, I couldn't skip my next classes. I'd skipped one
time to many earlier this year and the teacher was getting
suspicious. I walked into the swim change room, and over to
the locker I'd left my stuff at. Here, I stripped off my
Speedo, and spent a moment to look at my figure in the
mirror across the room.

My crimson red fur which covered most of my body was sopping
wet, as was the white fur which covered the entire center of
my body. With my right hand, I reached up and began
following along at white fur. Starting from the center of my
throat, I slowly, lovingly moved my hand downwards until I
reached my somewhat muscular pecks where my fur parted to

cover my nipples. I took the time to playfully pinch each
one until it was hard before I continued downwards with my
hand again. My hands slowed as the followed the thin line of
fur between my six-pack abs, and slowed even more as they
reached my pubes and eventually my sheath. Deliberately, I
gave my sheath one slow stroke, encouraging the pink piece
of flesh begging to come out of its package to come out.
Once I saw my tip emerging from its shield, I continued
along the white path of my body. I ran my hand down along
the inside of my right thigh, and when I reached my kneecap
where my fur turned a deep brown, I switched over to my left
thigh, and ran back up along my purely white fur. I the
gently fondled my furry balls, the action causing me to moan
quietly and encouraging my cock to make more of its presence
known. Reluctantly, I released the hold on my balls, and
slid my hand along the white fur which covered my firm,
furry, virgin ass. Gently, I began fondling my anus. My
fingers dancing circles along the soft ring, encouraging my
cock to come out even more.

And why not? It wasn't like anyone could see me right? And
there weren't any classes due in here today, so for once I
could be naked in the change room and do whatever I wanted
without worried about getting spotted with my hard on. Hell,
I loved getting naked and did so whenever the opportunity
presented itself, I just rarely got the opportunity to do it
at school. So I was going to make the best out of this rare
opportunity and jack off in the shower.

I let my hand slide off my ass and rest at my side as I
walked over to the shower, my cock now exposed from its
sheath and hanging over my balls. Being naked in the showers
here was one of the things I'd longed to do for a while, but
never could do because of the communal showers. You know the
ones, the undivided-everyone-can-see-everything-on-everyone
so-if-your-a-fag-your-screwed-showers. I went to one along
the back wall and turned the water on, shivering slightly at
first because the water hadn't warmed up yet. And so, I
started my shower, shampooing all my furry body and fondling
my cock to get it hard (which took little effort on my
part). Eventually, I just gave up on toying with myself and
surrendered myself to my fist as I started pumping my cock
for all it was worth until I got off. My cum shot from my
cock as I growled with pleasure, blowing wad after wad of
pearly white cream through the air until it landed on the
shower wall and slid down to the drain.

I was panting quietly as I turned off the shower and grabbed
a towel from the rack and started drying myself off as I
made my way to my clothes. I wrapped the towel around my
waste and opened the locker and grabbed a stick of deodorant
and started applying it to my pits, completely oblivious to
the figure which stepped out of the darkest corner of the
change room.

"You look better without the towel," a familiar voice purred
in my ear. In shock, I turned around and dropped the towel
to find myself staring into the eyes of a very naked Jake
for only the briefest of moments before he slammed me into
the locker in a loving kiss, his tongue playing with mine
(which was still to shocked to move), and the back of my
throat. These few passionate seconds seemed to last an
eternity to me before Jake broke the embrace, leaving me
craving more as I once again found myself staring into his
sparkling, lusting eyes and all I could do was stare into
them. After all, I was still to shocked to even consider
moving.

"H...How..." I started to stutter, trying to catch my breath
from the unexpected (yet extremely sexy) kiss.

"How did I know?" Jake finished for me, and somehow I
managed a nod. "Well, I would have to say it was the
constant staring at my ass," he continued cockily, causing
me to blush under my fur. "But don't worry, your not the
first guy I've noticed who loved my ass," he added, smirking
slightly.

"Oh..."I said with a bit more confidence. Then we were
silent for a long while before Jake spoke up again. "So,
where does that leave u-" he started but was interrupted by
my tongue down his throat. The motions had caught him off
guard, because it took his tongue a moment to react to the
welcome invader. My cock was already hard again, and even
dribbling pre but my lover paid it no mind and for some
reason, I was fine with that. I was to caught up in one of
my most desired fantasies.

Our tongues danced with each other, I panted, and Jake
seemed to have regained his composure and somehow, despite
our relentless assaults on each others tongues and throats,
he seemed to breath easily and calmly. But the way he kissed
me showed he was enjoying this just as much as I was (Also
the fact that his boner was rubbing up against my leg as we
embraced each other helped me believe that ^_^). With
another crash, he slammed me into the locker again and while
his tongue still worked wonders in my mouth, his hands
slowly made their way down my chest, pinching each one of my
nipples before it gently squeezing my ass, and fondling my
cock and balls, making me moan in ecstasy. My obvious
enjoyment of the touching bringing a grin from Jake as he
broke our kiss to start a series of seductive kisses working
down my chest, stopping to passionately suck on each of my
nipples making me groan with lust.

"Oh god," I whispered between my constant panting, his touch
feeling so unimaginably good, his tongue so unbelievably
talented, it was all I could do to stop myself from cumming
right then and there. I closed my eyes, surrendering myself
completely to Jake. My body was his playground to do with as
he pleased. He who caressed me in ways only a fantasy could
know about. But this was no fantasy. This was fantasy made
reality, the closest thing to heaven I'd ever felt. Then the
pleasure stopped as both the hands and tongue broke away. I
growled at the abrupt stop and opened my eyes to see what
had happened, why my lover had stopped.

My growl turned into a surprised yelp as the reason became
clear to me as I felt Jake's warm mouth surround my nuts, my
yelp turning into a lustful moan as his artistic tongue
played with my balls in ways I hadn't even dreamed about.

"Oh god," I moaned again in delight, my toes curling, my
arms bracing themselves against the locker where I was being
taken for the first time. Never, not even in my wildest
dreams had I imagined anything could feel so good. Jake
grinned at me, and my lover then ran his tongue along my
cock, ending on the tip and if my arms hadn't been bracing
me already, I probably would have collapsed. I let out
another moan of sheer passion while my cock head was given a
long kiss from Jake. His tongue danced over the most
sensitive part of my body and my world seemed to fall away
into nothing except my dick and Jake's mouth. I was in
heaven, completely devoid of all things except the pleasure
I was getting from Jake's wondrous tongue.

"Oh Jake," I managed to whisper, trying to keep some sort of
composure, trying to stop myself from screaming out for the
whole school to hear about how fucking good he felt. I was
so close to cumming...I could feel the pleasure building in
my balls and soon after that, I felt Jake's paw fondling my
nuts gently squeezing them at random times, making me yelp
in surprise each time. In the distance, a bell rang, a loud
shrieking cry which was loud enough to nearly deafen all the
fur's ears. But even its near-deafening volume couldn't
compare to the moan which escaped my lips as Jake's mouth
surrounded my flesh, his tongue running along the underside
of my meat. I watched as his head slowly, easily encompassed
more and more of my flesh until his muzzle was rubbing
against my pubes. God! It all felt so good! His mouth over
my flesh, his tongue on my cock, his hand massaging my ass
and fingering my hole, and his constant fondling of my
nuts...How could I have been expected to survive this
delicious torture for much longer? Truth be told...I didn't.
In fact, it was only a few more seconds before...

"Shit I'm cumming!" I cried out and curled my toes, letting
a grunt escape my lips as my balls lurched upwards and my
cock jumped in Jake's mouth, blowing my wad down his throat.
Jake just swallowed, and took my cock in his throat and gave
it a good squeeze, pressuring more of my seed to launch down
its throat. I simply grunted with delight, and yelped
whenever his hands squeeze my balls to encourage more of my
seed. My orgasm lasted for what seemed like hours of nothing
but my moaning and panting while Jake just swallowed
mouthful after mouthful of my cum before my ejaculation
started to slow down. But still, Jake milked my dick for
every bit of cum it could get, but even his masterful tongue
couldn't keep my orgasm going forever and my cock started
retreating back to its sheath. I just looked down at my
smiling lover, as he broke his kiss on my cock. I watched as
he stood, my eyes locked in his. And then, we kissed each
other again but Jake had a surprise for me.

As we kissed, his tongue began swirling a salty fluid into
my mouth. It was my cum! He was letting me taste my own cum!
God! It was fantastic! I'd often tasted myself after I'd
cum, but never had it tasted so magnificent! He really was
one magnificent bastard!

And so, our naked bodies locked together in an embrace of
the love we shared for each other. Our tongues played with
each other as we both feasted on my animal cum. I knew I had
class, but it didn't matter. I was in the arms of my lover,
so everything was perfect in the world. Teachers be damned.
I was planning on staying like that forever, but alas the
powers that be like to fuck around with me...

To Be Continued when I write more...So please send comments
etc to Majestic8705@Hotmail.com with "Story" or "Jake and I"
in the title with comments and suggestions for the next
installment or other stories you want me to write. They are
all greatly appreciated.