The following story is about two male adults who 
fall in love and maintain a loving monogamous 
relationship. This story also contains in detail some 
of the couples more intimate moments. If you feel that 
reading about their intimate relationship may offend 
you, then stop right now. However if you are of an 
open mind and reading about two adults in love does 
not bother you, please continue to read.
Writer excepts no responsibility for your actions.
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Don and Quinn


   Don and Quinn exited the elevator only to find that 
their neighbor Ricky had moved all of his furniture 
out into the hall. The guys watched as the Ringtail 
Lemur lazily lounged on his couch watching his 
monitor, which was powered by an extension cord 
running back into his apartment.
   "Going somewhere?" Don asked "Or do you just like 
how cozy the hallway is?"
   "No and no," Ricky chuckled. "I had the carpets 
cleaned this morning and the cleaners told me I 
couldn't move my stuff back in until seven. So I've 
been living here in the hall all day. As soon as this 
show that I'm watching ends, my little sojourn here in 
paradise will be over and I'll be able to move my 
stuff back in."
   After conquering the furniture obstacle course, Don 
and Quinn waved goodbye as they headed down to their 
apartment. When the show ended, Ricky struggled to get 
the entertainment center back in. Ricky had not even 
finished moving the entertainment center back into 
place when he gave out a sigh, as the thought of 
bringing in the couch crossed his mind. He remembered 
just how much trouble he had getting it out, so the 
thought of bringing it back in really depressed him. 
'Maybe it would be easier to sell it, rather than 
moving it back in,' he thought to himself. But just as 
Ricky finished wrestling the entertainment center into 
place, Don and Quinn walked in carrying his couch.
   "So where do you want it?" Don asked.
   With a sigh of relief present in his voice Ricky 
pointed to the floor just in front of him and said, 
"Right here please."
As Ricky watched the guys carefully move the couch 
into place he noticed they each were only wearing a 
pair of shorts and some house shoes. He also couldn't 
help notice just how well built their bodies were. 
Which made him think twice about removing his own 
shirt, even though he was a bit warm after struggling 
with the entertainment center.
   With Don and Quinn's help, Ricky had all of his 
furniture moved back into place in less than an hour. 
As Quinn looked around the room, Don watched Ricky 
bring in the last box of books. Once Ricky had placed 
them back on the bookshelf he turned to face the guys.
   "Thank you for your help. If you hadn't 
volunteered, I would have been in a world of hurt."
   "Not a problem, it never hurts to help," Don 
replied. "Of course, if I would have known we would be 
helping you move your stuff, I would have suggested we 
skip the gym workout."
   Ricky looked down, giving his own body the once-
over. "Maybe that is what I should start doing. After 
sitting behind a computer all day, I could use as 
little workout."
   "Just let me know when you're ready," Quinn chirped 
up. "I work at the local gym as an instructor. I'll 
get you in as my guest so you can check out the 
place."
   "Great and thank you. But now on a different note. 
May I treat you two to dinner as a sign of my 
appreciation for your help?"
   Don and Quinn glanced at each other then back to 
Ricky. Answering in unison the two said, "Great".
   After dinner and a little conversation, Don and 
Quinn headed back to their apartment. Once inside, 
Quinn jumped over the back of the couch landing prone 
on the cushions. He unfastened the button on his 
shorts and gave out a loud moan, which was almost 
muffled by the cushions.
   Quinn rolled over giving out a sigh of relief. As 
he opened his eyes he saw Don leaning over the back of 
the couch. Don smiled and softly said, "Eat a bit too 
much?" Quinn nodded his head. Don leaned over a bit 
more and gave Quinn a little kiss on the nose. "You 
know that was nice of you, offering to take Ricky down 
to the gym."
   "That guy could use a little more muscle mass. 
It'll help give him a bit more self confidence, and 
who knows, he may just find someone there." Quinn 
responded.
   "So you too noticed the lack of photos of him with 
anyone else," Quinn nodded his head. "and since you 
know all the single furs, you just might point out a 
few to him."
   "I guess I could do that, since it is possible to 
find a great mate at the gym."
   Don whispered, "Tell me about it. I found a great 
looking mountain Lion there."
   "You did?" Quinn replied.
   "Yeah. He comes over when you go to work." Don 
chuckled.
   Quinn reached up and pulled Don over the back of 
the couch. "OK, who is this fur and how come you don't 
introduce him to me?"
   Don smiled. "Oh I don't know if you would like him. 
He takes advantage of poor furs who are in the middle 
of a life crisis."
   Quinn cocked his head slightly as he said, "Do 
tell, and don't leave out any of the good details." He 
then ran a hand down to Don's rear and lightly 
squeezed.
   Don rolled off of Quinn and sat on the floor in 
front of him. "Well as I remember the story, it goes 
something like this. About six years ago, this 
absolutely stunning specimen of a fur, this well built 
Alaskan Husky, with beautiful black and white markings 
and sky blue eyes, the kind of eyes---." Quinn started 
coughing making fun of Don's description of himself. 
Don in return reached over and cupped Quinn's package 
and gave it a little squeeze. "Any more 
interruptions?" Quinn quickly shook his head no. 
"Good, as I was saying."
   "This handsome Husky, who spent his whole life 
going from one relationship to another, felt he would 
never find the kind of love he really wanted. The only 
problem was he was not too sure just what he was 
looking for himself.
   His last attempt to find romance was this very nice 
Labrador who showed a lot of interest in him, but 
after six months of wining and dining, the Husky found 
out that all she was really interested in was his 
money. So after dumping her, he found himself right 
back where he started.
   Then one day on his way home, the Husky remembered 
that he needed some groceries, so he pulled into the 
parking lot and for some reason he pulled into the 
first available parking spot. Once he looked around, 
he realized he had parked some distance from the 
grocery store.
   Instead of moving his truck he decided the walk 
might do him some good. When he got out of the truck 
he looked up and found himself staring into the local 
gym, which shared the parking lot with the grocery 
store and a few other smaller establishments.
   Through the window he saw quite a few furs working 
out. The adorable Husky tried to look inconspicuous as 
he watched some of the female furs. There were a 
couple doing some warm-up exercises, a few working out 
on the machines and even a very hot looking wolf doing 
some free weights.
   After a few minutes the Husky realized he was not 
at all impressed by the females, even though they were 
wearing clothing that did not leave much to the 
imagination. So he concentrated harder, even trying to 
force himself to want one of them, but no. His 
emotions remained unstirred, and this just added to 
his depression.
   The Husky put his hands in his pockets and slowly 
walked towards the grocery store. When he reached the 
other end of the gym he just happed to pick his head 
up enough to glance into the gyms aerobics room. He 
couldn't help but notice how nicely built the 
instructor was.
   The Husky paused for a moment looking down at his 
own body, which was not in bad shape, but it 
definitely did not have the muscle tone that the 
instructor had. The Husky ran his hand over his 
stomach, slowly sucking it in a little. He then poked 
at his midsection with his finger, and through his 
shirt he could feel that little layer of fat. The 
Husky once again glanced at the nice looking Mountain 
Lion who was instructing the class."
   Quinn reached over and rubbed Don's chest. "OK, the 
instructor was very good looking." Quinn lowered his 
hand and started rubbing Don's stomach. "OK, the 
instructor was the most handsome Lion the Husky had 
seen." Quinn lowered his hand again and placed it on 
Don's crotch. "OK, ok.. He was the most gorgeous 
specimen of the male form that anyone had ever seen. 
And his fur of golden blond and pure white accented 
perfectly his large emerald green eyes." Quinn smiled 
and laid back down, allowing Don to finish his story.
   "Now where was I? Oh yeah, I remember. When the 
class ended, the two furs made eye contact. That's 
when the Husky realized that he had been standing 
there, for who knows how long, just poking himself in 
the stomach and staring at the Lion. Shocked at his 
behavior, the Husky wasted no time in heading for the 
grocery store.
   After shopping the Husky headed back for his truck. 
He took a quick glance into the aerobics room, and 
much to his relief the room was empty. But when he 
passed the second big window he saw the Lion working 
out on one of the machines. With only 15 feet to go to 
get to his truck the Husky froze, still holding onto 
his grocery bag.
   The Husky was mesmerized, he couldn't move, 
couldn't think, and couldn't even blink his eyes. He 
just stood there watching the Lion. However when he 
realized that merely watching this fur was arousing 
him, the Husky regained control of his senses and 
headed home.
   The next day the Husky couldn't get his mind off 
the Lion. But what disturbed the Husky more was the 
fact that he found himself staring at all the males 
that day and enjoying it. The empty feeling he had 
inside was no longer there. He kept telling himself 
that there had to be a logical reason for this.
   That evening on his way home he pulled into the 
parking lot of the grocery store. He drove around and 
found a spot to park in front of the gym. Once he 
turned off the engine, he realized that there was no 
reason for him to be there, since he did his grocery 
shopping yesterday. As the Husky reached for the key 
to restart the truck, he looked up and spotted the 
Mountain Lion instructing another class. Ten minuets 
later the Husky realized his hand was still on the key 
and he was set to leave but didn't.
   After the class ended, the Husky watched the Lion 
move to the workout area of the gym. He watched as the 
Lion started to lift weights. The Husky's eyes were 
glued to the Lion as he watched the Lion's well-formed 
muscles flexing and straining against the large mass 
of weight he was lifting.
   By the time the Lion finished his workout, there 
wasn't an inch of the Lion's body that the Husky had 
not checked out in great detail. And as the Lion sat 
on the small bench, the Husky was looking at the 
Lion's midsection, not even the fur that covered the 
Lion's stomach could stop the Husky from clearly 
seeing each of the Lion's stomach muscles.
   As the Husky wished he had a six-pack muscle group 
like that, it dawned on him that the Lion was looking 
his way. Embarrassed the Husky panicked and tried to 
start his truck to leave, but all he managed to do was 
rip the keys out of the ignition and drop them on the 
floor.
   As the Husky took a second to calm down he thought 
to himself. 'Sit up, put the key in, start the truck, 
leave. And what ever you do, don't look at the Lion.' 
This may have worked, but the first thing the Husky 
did when he sat up was to look at the Lion who was 
still staring his way. Again the Husky panicked as he 
fumbled with the keys, and just as he managed to get 
the right key into the ignition he looked at the Lion 
again who was now waving to him, signaling him to come 
over.
   As if under some spell, the Husky stepped out of 
the truck and slowly walked over to the gym. Once 
inside the sights, the sounds and the smell of the 
place over took the Husky. Then the Lion stepped 
forward taking the Husky's hand. The Husky felt faint 
almost as if this was some kind of dream. The Lion 
introduced himself and offered to show the Husky 
around.
   At the end of the tour, the Lion said that if the 
Husky signed up for a session, the Lion would help him 
by being his personal trainer. Because all of his 
emotions were on over-drive, the Husky felt as if his 
head was swimming. The Husky knew that in cases like 
this he needed to step back and not to let his 
emotions control the situation.
   The Husky requested a day to think about it, and 
the Lion did one better. The Lion suggested that the 
Husky should come back as his guest and spend some 
time at the gym to see if he really liked it, and only 
if he did would the Lion allow the Husky to sign the 
contract. The Husky agreed and he made plans to show 
up the following day.
   When the Husky arrived he gave his name to the fur 
working the front desk. She checked him in and told 
him where to change his clothes. The Husky checked out 
the locker room and found he was alone, which made him 
feel at ease. He removed all of his clothes and placed 
them into one of the open lockers. He put on his 
jockstrap and then his workout pants. It was then that 
he thought he heard something. Slowly he turned around 
and saw the Lion standing not too far behind him. He 
was leaning up against another set of lockers with his 
arms and legs crossed.
   A bit shocked at the Lion's sudden appearance the 
Husky mumbled the word "Hi." The Lion returned the 
greeting. "How long have you been standing there?" The 
Husky asked.
   "Long enough to know you're already in pretty good 
shape." The Lion replied. Embarrassed, the Husky threw 
on his shirt as quickly as possible. Once dressed he 
accompanied the Lion out to the workout room.
   The Lion's plan was to take the Husky through a 
light version of what his workout would be if he 
joined the club. After they warmed up, the Lion had 
the Husky start with the weight machine. From there, 
they went to the running ramp, then back to the 
machine. The Husky was getting into his workout and 
almost forgot about the feelings he had for the Lion. 
   The Lion wanted to find out just how much the Husky 
could bench press, so they moved to the dead weights. 
The Husky laid down and the Lion placed a leg on 
either side of the Husky's head. Even though the 
Lion's shorts fit snugly, when he twisted his body, 
one of the pant legs opened slightly. The Husky 
noticed that the Lion did not wear anything under his 
shorts, so he was clearly able to see the Lion's sac.
   The Husky felt his heart speed up and his breathing 
became erratic, his throat went dry and he felt his 
body going weak. He heard the Lion saying something, 
but his mind was frozen on what he had just seen. Just 
then the Lion released his grip on the bar and the 
weights came crashing down onto the weakened Husky.
   Reality set in quick as the Husky had a hundred and 
fifty extra pounds sitting on his chest. He tried to 
lift the weight, but he was just not able to. The Lion 
leaned in and helped lift the weights back up.
   "Are you ok?" Asked the Lion with some concern 
evident in his voice.
   "Yes.. I guess I wasn't quite ready for what I 
saw.. I mean for the weight.. I..Oh brother, that's 
not right." The Husky sat up and sighed.
   The Lion sat down next to him and asked. "Is there 
something wrong? Maybe I could help." The sincerity of 
the Lion's words struck a cord with the Husky. He 
turned and looked into the Lion's deep emerald green 
eyes. The Husky felt as if he wanted to ask him 
something, but he had no idea what.
   The Husky turned away and lowered his head. The 
Lion placed his arm around the Husky and said. "Let's 
go for a quick swim. Maybe that will help you relax." 
The Lion led the Husky to the poolroom, which seemed 
eerily quiet. "Looks like it's just us." The Lion said 
while he removed his shirt. The Husky slowly started 
removing his clothes as well. He just started to 
remove his pants when he realized he had no swimming 
trunks. He was about ready to mention that fact, but 
his words got stuck in his throat, as he watched the 
Lion causally remove his shorts.
   The Husky froze as he was now staring at a naked 
Mountain Lion. "Since it's just us, I don't think 
there is a need to be formally dressed. Besides, there 
is nothing better then swimming naked!" With that 
said, the Lion jumped into the water. The Husky now 
had only two choices. One, strip down and get in the 
pool or two, run out of the room screaming.
   The Husky was down to his jockstrap when the Lion 
surfaced. The Lion watched the Husky, as he seemed to 
be taking his time removing his jockstrap. The Lion 
quietly asked. "Is there something on your mind?" The 
Husky shook his head as he realized he was taking too 
long. He thought to himself, 'Just take it off and 
jump in.' He then pulled off his jock strap and made 
his way to the pool.
   Just a couple of steps away from the edge of the 
pool the Husky heard the Lion say, "Damn you have a 
good build." He was so shocked that another male fur 
would say something like that to him, that he missed a 
step and wound up tripping himself, and very 
ungracefully tumbled into the pool.
   Disoriented, the Husky thrashed about, until he 
felt the strong arms of the Lion close around him. The 
next thing he knew, he was being pulled to the 
surface. Once there the Lion kept one arm around the 
Husky while he grabbed the edge of the pool with the 
other. The Husky grasped the Lion, one arm around his 
neck and the other around his waist.
   If it weren't for the fact that the Husky was 
coughing up the water he swallowed, they would have 
appeared to be in a warm loving embrace. The Lion 
gently started stroking and patting the Husky's back 
until he stopped coughing, and regained control of his 
breathing. "I guess I should have asked you if you 
could swim." The Lion whispered into the Husky's ear.
   The Husky pulled his head pack to speak to the 
Lion. He then realized that their bodies were pressed 
up against each other as he still hand one arm around 
the Lion. And to top it off he just remembered they 
were both naked. The Husky released his grip and 
floated back a couple of feet before saying. "Though 
it doesn't look like it, I can swim. I just lost my 
balance and fell in. And just as I went to breathe in, 
my head went underwater so I sucked in water instead."
   "Well you seem to be ok now." The Lion replied.
   The Husky looked at him and felt something, maybe 
it was because the Lion showed concern for his well 
being or maybe it was...... The Husky shook his head to 
try and get his thoughts straight. "Yes, thanks, but 
after swallowing all that water I think I'll pass on 
the rest of the swim if you don't mind."
   The Lion nodded his head. He turned around and 
climbed out of the pool. The Husky made his way to the 
edge, where the Lion was standing with an out reached 
hand. Once their hands touched the powerful Lion 
lifted the damp dog right out of the water. The Husky 
dressed himself and headed for the locker room where 
he grabbed the rest of his belongings. At the front 
desk, the Husky thanked the Lion for the workout and 
offered to take the contract home to look at it.
   That night the Husky laid in bed trying to fall 
asleep, but the image of the Lion standing before him 
naked was branded into his mind. When he finally fell 
asleep, he dreamed about the pool incident, his mind 
remembered how nice it felt to hold the Lion, first 
out of necessity, then out of pleasure. The big 
difference in his dream was, when he went to grab the 
Lions hand, he purposely missed and reached out to 
touch the Lions crotch. At that point the Husky woke 
up gasping for air. Once he calmed down, he noticed he 
was sporting an erection to beat all erections.
   Trying to put the last sixteen hours of his life 
out of his mind, the Husky decided to only concentrate 
on work and nothing else. This went fine until he 
arrived at his second job site. His foreman there had 
hired a day laborer to help speed up the work. The 
only thing was, the new worker was a Mountain Lion. The 
Husky found himself wondering what this Lion looked 
like naked compared to the Lion at the gym. Then he 
started wondering why he cared. It was all becoming 
too much for him, so he gave the foreman some 
instructions concerning the job and left.
   Even though he lived only a half-hour from the job 
site, the Husky found himself parked on a cliff 
overlooking the ocean some three hours from home. The 
Husky tried to relax and watch the sunset, but the 
multitude of thoughts that plagued him gave him no 
peace. Thoughts of the Lion raced through his head, 
and at one point the Husky even wished the Lion were 
sitting next to him so they could enjoy the sunset 
together.
   Then from nowhere the Husky screamed out. "What, am 
I falling in love with him!" His hands shot up to 
cover his muzzle. 'Did I just say that?' He thought. 
'Am I so infatuated with him that I think I'm falling 
in love? But how, why? I have always sought comfort in 
the arms of females...... and never found it. Oh my God, 
have I been living a lie? Have I never acknowledged my 
true self?'
   The next day the Husky called his foremen's and 
gave them instructions for the day. He then went to 
the plaza and parked far away from the gym so he 
wouldn't be seen. After the Lion arrived for work, the 
Husky moved his truck closer. Using blueprints to hide 
behind the Husky spent the whole day watching the 
Lion. Just after five, the Husky realized that he had 
dozed off. He wondered just how those private 
investigators managed to stay awake during their 
stakeouts. He moved the blue prints over and looked 
back into the gym. However the Lion was no where in 
sight.
   After a few minutes the Husky thought. 'Maybe he's 
in the lavatory.' Then without even thinking the Husky 
said out loud. "Come out, come out, where ever you 
are...... Aw come on, where's my pretty kitty?"
   "Right here, if you're talking about me? And I hope 
you are." 
   The Husky jumped and some of his paperwork went 
flying right out the window almost hitting the Lion 
that was standing next to the truck. The Husky blurted 
out. "Jeez. That's a good way to give someone a heart 
attack."
   The Lion giggled "Sorry" as he picked up the 
Husky's paperwork from the ground. "I'm off work and 
since I did not see you get out of your truck all day 
to go eat, I was thinking maybe we could go and get a 
bite?"
   The Husky nodded and said. "Sure, I am a bit 
hungry. Get in I'll drive." Once the Lion was in, he 
suggested some places to eat, and the Husky picked one 
he liked. The Husky picked a barbecue restaurant 
stating it had been a long time since he had a good 
piece of meat in his mouth. The remark provoked a 
small chuckle from the Lion as he agreed. The dinner 
conversation circled more around the Husky and his 
small, but successful, General Contracting Company, 
since he already knew what the Lion did for a living. 
After a pleasurable meal, the Husky drove the Lion 
home. When he parked the Husky started to chuckle. The 
Lion inquired as too what was so funny. The Husky 
pointed to the apartments and said. "You live here?"
   The Lion slowly said, "Yes."
   Then the Husky pointed to the apartments across the 
street and said. "That's where I live." They both 
started laughing.
   That evening the Husky spent most of his time 
thinking about the Lion. At first he didn't feel right 
about the thoughts that crossed his mind, but he felt 
comfortable about the feeling that arose within him. 
He then asked himself if his whole life was a lie. Did 
he pursue all those females just because it was 
expected of him? Could he really feel happy with 
another male? Is that what was missing in his life? He 
fell to his knees and cried out for an answer. As the 
echoes of his voice slowly disappeared, the Husky felt 
so alone and cold.
   However the next day nothing seemed the same. It 
was if the Husky was looking at the world through new 
eyes. Even the normal stress of work seemed lessened, 
and even though he had a rough day at work the Husky 
felt in a good mood. He want to let the Lion know what 
had happened, but just as he parked in front of the 
gym, the Husky looked at the Lion through the window 
and asked himself if he was making a mistake. What if 
he was getting his feelings mixed up? Or maybe the 
Lion didn't share the Husky's feelings, or even worse 
the Lion already had someone. The Husky's anxiety 
level began to rise. His heart pounded and his 
breathing became erratic. This was the first time all 
day he felt anxious. The Husky gasped when he saw the 
Lion wave, signaling him to come in.
   The Husky stood in the lobby nervously clutching a 
pair of shorts that he had brought with him. When the 
Lion joined him, they both sat down to discuss the 
contract. The Husky requested that they first finish 
the swim they were unable to complete the last time he 
was in. The Lion smiled and escorted the Husky to the 
locker room. Still a little shy, the Husky kept his 
back to the Lion while he changed his clothes. As they 
made their way to the pool the Husky couldn't help but 
watch the Lion's rear. The Husky felt himself becoming 
aroused, which had never happened before when looking 
at another male. However his excitement was short-
lived when he spotted another fur already in the pool.
   The Husky watched with great interest as the Lion 
removed his excess clothing. He then watched as the 
Lion stood on the edge of the pool wearing only his 
tight shorts. The Husky felt his sheath begin to 
stretch as his maleness started to expand again as the 
Lion gracefully dove into the pool. The Husky extended 
his hand as if he wanted to glide it over the Lions 
groin as he dove in. But all he did was reach out too 
far and again he fell into the pool. This time however 
he did not drink half the water, so when he surfaced 
he only had to be embarrassed about falling in.
   The Lion pointed out that the pool was not just for 
swimming, it was also a great exercise tool. After the 
Lion showed the Husky a couple of exercises he could 
do in the pool, the Lion demonstrated one more 
exercise, in which you hold onto the edge of the pool 
and start kicking. You then bend your arms until your 
head almost touches the side of the pool, then you 
push yourself back.
   After being pelted by the water the Lion was 
kicking up, the other fur decided to get out and 
leave. The Husky noticed a mischievous little grin on 
the Lion's face as he watched the other fur depart the 
room. "Ok now," the Lions voice broke the silence. 
"One last exercise. Here, let me get you into 
position." The Lion moved one of the Husky's arms 
over, then unlike before, when the Lion needed to move 
his hand he would break contact with the Husky, this 
time the Lion gently slid his hand down the length of 
the Husky body. Just as he hit the Husky's shorts one 
of the Lions fingers just happened to slip into the 
waistband. Apologizing for the little mishap, the Lion 
clumsily tried to remove his finger by pulling 
straight down, causing the Husky's shorts to slide 
down a little on one side.
   The Husky turned around to face the Lion, and when 
he did he found himself only about four inches away 
from him. "Something wrong?" The Lion asked.
   "Ah, well, I just had a weird question pop into my 
head. And that was...... Are you, I mean you must be 
seeing someone, you know, since you're a, ah, nice 
looking fur and all. So are ya?" The Husky tried to 
hide his little smile, without much luck, when he 
heard the Lion say "No". But his smile faded when the 
Lion continued to finish his sentence.
   "But I hope to be seeing someone on a regular basis 
real soon."
   The Husky cringed at the news, feeling his new 
world falling apart. "Oh I see," the Husky softly said 
as he turned his head away from the Lion. "And just 
who might that be, if you don't mind my asking?" Not 
that the Husky really wanted to know who the lucky fur 
was, he was just trying to cover up his 
disappointment. When he noticed that the Lion did not 
respond to that question the Husky turned around to 
see what was wrong.
   When he did the Lion looked longingly into the 
Husky's eyes and whispered, "You." Then both his arms 
were around the Husky holding him tight, and the 
Lion's mouth met his. The Husky didn't resist when the 
Lion pressed his lips apart with his tongue; as he 
gently, but briefly, invaded his mouth and then 
withdrew.
   The kiss sent the Husky's senses reeling. None 
before had this effect on him, and the fact that this 
kiss was from another male just added to the 
excitement of the moment. When the kiss ended, the 
Husky breathlessly asked if that was the last 
exercise. "No," was the Lions response, but he 
promised to show the Husky the last and best exercise, 
whether or not the Husky joined the gym.
   The next couple of weeks went quite well for the 
Husky. With his new life came a certain peace and 
tranquility. It even reflected in his attitude and 
work, which helped him land even more jobs. And as for 
working twelve to sixteen hours a day, well that came 
quickly to an end, now that the Husky had someone to 
spend time with. And Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays 
were even more special as the two would go out to the 
movies or to dinner or just out for a nice walk along 
the beach.
   Then one evening after their date, the Lion asked 
the Husky if he would like to come up to his 
apartment. Without hesitation the Husky agreed. They 
walked onto the Lion's place, which was called a 
singles apartment, aptly named because that was about 
how many furs could live there. The living room and 
bedroom were one and the same. The dining room was the 
counter that separated the kitchen from the 
living/bedroom and built into one wall was the closet 
for all the Lion's clothes, and at the far end the 
last door led to the lavatory.
   The Lion had little in the way of furniture, which 
helped leave some floor space, considering the size of 
his place. After the Husky's tour of the apartment, 
which basically consisted of standing in the middle of 
the room and turning all the way around, he took a 
seat on the couch, waiting for the Lion to bring over 
their drinks.
   Once they were settled in, the Husky noticed that 
their conversation seemed to be a bit one sided. The 
Lion seemed to be under a bit of pressure. The Husky 
couldn't take it any longer so he put down his drink 
and turned his body toward the Lion and asked, "Is 
there anything wrong? Your seem to be distracted."
   The Lion looked down at his leg and picked a small 
piece of lint off of his pants as he said. "Well there 
is something I have been wanting to do. But I don't 
know if you're ready."
   The Husky reached out and placed his hand on top of 
the Lion's and said. "I want you to feel that you can 
do anything with me. I want you to be open and honest 
with me. I want you to feel that you can share 
anything with me. Because I feel I could do all that 
and more with you."
   The Lion leaned in, pinning the Husky into the 
corner of the couch as he ran his tongue along the 
Husky's jaw. He then ran just the tip of his tongue 
along the edge of the Husky's ear just before he 
whispered. "If at anytime you want me to stop, just 
say so." The big cat backed up so he could give the 
Husky a kiss as he unbuttoned the Husky's shirt.
   Once his shirt was removed, their arms locked 
tightly around each other. The Lion's head dropped to 
the Husky's shoulder as his hand ran through the fur 
covering the Husky's chest, who responded with a small 
moan. The Lion moved off the couch and knelt in front 
of it.
   As the Lion took one of the Husky's arms and his 
mouth trailed along the sensitive underside of it, the 
Husky did not even notice that the Lion was toying 
with the clasp and zipper of his pants at the same 
time.
   The Lion shifted his body so he could rest his head 
on the Husky's stomach. The Husky ran his hands over 
the Lion's head and once he started rubbing his ears 
the big cat began to purr. The Husky smiled as he felt 
the vibrations passing through him.
   As the Husky sat there with his eyes closed and 
head tilted back enjoying this newfound closeness. He 
felt the Lion move one of his hands onto his leg, but 
instead of continuing down to his knee, the hand 
shifted over to the inside of his thigh and headed up 
towards his crotch.
   The Husky closed his eyes even tighter, trying to 
concentrate on anything other then the fact that he 
could feel his maleness swelling up as it pushed 
against the inside of his pants. Just then he felt the 
Lion's hand change directions barely skimming his 
crotch as the hand headed around to his rear. The Lion 
pulled the Husky forward a bit so he could open the 
tail flap on the Husky's pants.
   The Husky's heart was racing, as he now knew where 
this evening was heading. He asked himself if he was 
ready for this, should he tell the Lion to stop? Then 
he thought maybe if he sat there in his underwear for 
a little while, he could gain some control over his 
senses. He felt the Lion trying to lift him, so the 
Husky took in a deep breath and lifted himself 
allowing the Lion to simply pull off his pants.
   Then in one swift move, the big cat pulled, and off 
came the Husky's pants as well as his underwear. The 
Husky's heart sank as he felt so embarrassed knowing 
that the Lion could plainly see that his sheath was so 
swollen because his maleness was on the verge of 
setting itself free.
   The Husky was afraid to look; fearing his eyes 
would betray him, giving away his feeling of 
embarrassment as he laid there naked. Then his mind 
started asking questions again, like, 'Are you sure 
you're ready? What if you don't like it? What if you 
were wrong to begin with? Even worse, what if he 
doesn't like you now that he sees you naked? What if--." 
That question, as well as all the others faded away 
as the big cat gave him another kiss and gently let 
his hand come to rest on the Husky's crotch.
   And with a simple downward stroke from the cat's 
hand, the Husky's rod came forth and swelled to full 
length. Half of the Husky's mind was saying 'No' while 
the other half was crying out 'Yes, oh yes' as the 
Lion now pressed his body up against the Husky's.
   The Husky slowly wrapped his arms around the Lion 
and as he did he could feel the soft fur of the big 
cat's body. The Husky thought to himself, 'At what 
point had the lion taken off his shirt?' Then he 
remembered he still had his eyes closed, and if he had 
only opened them he could have watched the Lion remove 
his shirt.
   The Husky liked the way the Lion felt, so warm, so 
furry, so well built. The Husky couldn't help but run 
his hands all over the Lion's back. As he did his 
hands roamed further down until he had built up enough 
courage to run a hand over the Lion's rear. The Husky 
move carefully not wanting to run the edge of his hand 
into the waistband of the cat's pants. Then he 
realized his hand was right on top of the Lion's rear.
   The Husky shifted his body, and the Lion broke off 
their kiss. The Husky took the opportunity to glance 
down, and sure enough, the Lion was just as naked as 
he was. The Lion softly spoke up. "Did you want to 
stop?"
   The Husky sat there for a second before a smile 
overtook his muzzle. "No, I would like you to 
continue, please." The Lion leaned in and gave the 
Husky a kiss on the nose.
   Though he tried to maintain control, the Lion felt 
the molten desire building within him would soon 
overwhelm him. The Lion slid his hands searchingly 
over the Husky's naked body, and when he grasped the 
Husky's male hardness, a passionate gasp sounded deep 
within the Husky's throat. The Lion moved closer to 
the Husky's crotch, fighting back the urge to just 
take him, instead, wanting to make this something 
special for the Husky.
   Starting on the Husky's inner-thigh the Lion snaked 
his tongue up until he could go no further. Then he 
ran his tongue over the soft sac that enclosed the 
Husky's balls. The Husky gave out a moan as he gripped 
the edge of the couch lifting one leg allowing the 
Lion full rein of his most sensitive area.
   Then the Lion ran his tongue up the length of the 
Husky's hot shaft, sending an electrifying stimulation 
that awakened a primitive passion so consuming that 
the Husky grabbed the Lions head and almost forced it 
down onto his waiting maleness. The Lion quickly took 
the hint and engulfed the Husky's rod, running his 
mouth up and down the full length of the throbbing 
shaft.
   Though the Husky was no stranger to what was being 
done to him, there was something special about this. 
The Husky felt an inner fire that was absent in the 
past, but now quite present. The Husky's hips slowly 
started moving in rhythm with the Lions movements, and 
soon the Husky felt his inner-flow wanting to release 
itself. The Husky could not contain himself any 
further. His thrusting was sending his senses reeling 
and his head was swimming with ecstasy. 
   The Husky's warning to the big cat seemed to do 
nothing but encourage him to increase his efforts in 
bringing the Husky to his peak. Utterly consumed with 
pleasure, the Husky's rapid hip movements and the 
Lions tongue drove him to an explosive climax. The 
Lion in response consumed every last drop of the seed 
the furry dog could produce.
   Totally exhausted, the Husky sat there as his 
breathing settled and his heart rate slowed. After his 
maleness slipped back into the safety of its sheath, 
the Lion moved back onto the couch and carefully 
pulled the Husky over. As they lay there sharing 
kisses the Husky couldn't believe he could feel this 
good in the arms of another male.
   The Husky lifted his head and looked at the big cat 
he was laying on. "That was fantastic." He said with a 
grin that almost reached from ear to ear.
   The Lion smiled and said. "Just wait until next 
time puppy. I hope to really rock your world." The 
Husky rolled off the Lion and knelt by the couch. When 
the Lion started to sit up the Husky placed his hand 
on the Lion's chest and held him down.
   The Husky scanned the body of the Lion as he lay 
there before him. The Husky ran his hand down the 
length of the Lion clearing the Lion's crotch by a 
couple of inches. As his hand came back up he stopped 
just short of the Lions crotch, but still rubbing the 
inside of his thigh. The Husky kept telling himself 
'Just place your hand on top of it and stroke him.' 
But what his mind wanted and what his body did were 
two different things.
   The Husky bowed his head and softly said. "I'm 
sorry, I want too, it's just that I--." Cutting his 
sentence short, the Lion looked down and noticed the 
Husky's hand was turned slightly as if he was just 
about to place his hand on him. The Lion reached down 
and raised the Husky's hand. He brought it over and 
placed the palm against his muzzle and gently kissed 
it.
   Now holding the Husky's hand against the side of 
his face the Lion said. "It's just that you have never 
been with another male." The Husky gave out a sigh. In 
a reassuring tone the Lion said. "Don't worry, it's 
just like being with any female, except there's a 
bonus item."
   The Husky gave out a small chuckle. "You will teach 
me just what to do, right?" The Husky asked.
   "Yes, but not tonight." The Lion responded.
   Slightly shocked the at the Lions response the 
Husky asked. "Why? What's wrong?"
   The Lion reached around and pulled the Husky onto 
him. Stroking the Husky's back the Lion gave out a 
long sigh, then he opened his mouth and latched onto 
the Husky's neck, playfully gnawing on him for a 
minute. Then he whispered. "Puppy, I am sure going to 
miss you."
   He then shifted their bodies so he could look into 
the Husky's sky blue eyes. "I need you to do something 
for me. It's now Tuesday. I want you to go home and 
really think about what you might be getting yourself 
into. I don't want to commit to some fur who might 
change their mind in a week or two. I've been through 
that before and I don't want to go through it again. 
So for the next two days I want you to think long and 
hard about this. Be sure of everything, and then on 
Friday we'll go out and discuss what you have learned 
about yourself. If you're serous about us you will do 
this for me."
   The Husky wanted to argue the point, but he knew 
the Lion was right. Doing this would not only protect 
the Lion from a broken heart, but himself as well. 
Once dressed, they stood by the front door. The Husky 
leaned in for one last kiss and hug. "So I guess this 
is it until Friday. I know it's only for a few days, 
but right now it feels like an eternity away."
   The Lion opened the door and the Husky stepped out. 
He stood there for a second wanting to turn around, 
but he knew he would break down if he did. So he 
reached out behind himself. He felt the Lion slide his 
hand across his, just before he heard the door close. 
   A single tear fell onto the Husky's cheek as he 
started to walk away. At the end of his third step he 
turned around and walked back to the door. As he stood 
there he pressed his hand up against it. He felt 
something, almost as if someone was bumping into it. 
He placed his ear against the door and heard the Lion 
softly crying. Then he heard him say. "Please God, let 
him be the one."
   Back at his apartment the Husky looked around. He 
never really gave his place much thought until he 
started comparing it to the Lion's place. The Husky 
looked at his large living room, the separate dining 
area and the kitchen, which was in its own little 
room. Not to mention the two large bedrooms down the 
hall and the one and a half bathrooms. He realized 
half of his place had more square footage then the 
Lion's whole apartment. He just shook his head as he 
headed for the bedroom. Feeling so alone in his large 
place.
   The next day the Husky felt strange. Things were 
not as nice as they were a couple of days ago. Work 
wasn't bad, he just had no interest in it. His mind 
was consumed with his new life. How was he going to 
handle this major life change, and the Lion, how would 
it be having him as a mate. The Husky wished he could 
talk to someone, but whom.
   After leaving instructions with his foremen's the 
Husky packed an overnight bag and drove up the coast. 
He found a nice spot to watch the sunset, but his mind 
was so cluttered with thoughts that he really wasn't 
enjoying the view. He then started to become impatient 
at just how slow the sun seemed to be moving. He 
thought to himself, 'It's seven o'clock already. Come 
on, just one more inch and you'll start sinking behind 
all that water.'
   Just as the sun appeared to kiss the surface of the 
Pacific, warm breezes blew across the Husky, helping 
him to relax. All of a sudden the Husky heard someone 
say. "So, what's wrong my son?" 
   The Husky turned and saw an Otter standing about 
six feet from him. The Otter, who was dressed all in 
black, was just standing there watching the sunset. 
The Husky politely said. "Pardon me."
   The Otter never turned to look at the Husky as he 
calmly repeated himself. "I asked you, what's wrong?"
   "Nothing." replied the Husky.
   "On a beautiful evening like this, if there were 
truly nothing wrong, you would most likely not be here 
by yourself." The Otter turned and took a few steps 
toward the truck. It was then the Husky could see the 
Otter's white collar. "It does no good to hide from 
the truth. Sooner or later it always finds us. Why not 
face the truth now and enjoy life, rather then 
worrying about when the truth will find you."
   "You're good Reverend. But my problem may be beyond 
you. I've made a discovery, something about myself, 
and because of that I may have found the perfect 
someone to share my life with."
   "So you met a nice male and because of that, you're 
now pretty sure you're gay, but you still have doubts 
about the whole thing." The Husky's jaw dropped when 
he heard what the Otter said. "I take it I hit the 
nail on the head."
   The Husky turned his head in embarrassment. "How, 
how could you know that?" The Husky hesitantly asked.
   The Otter chuckled. "I guessed?"
   "Good guess, but now that you know, I'll bet there 
is not much you can say to make my life any easier."
   "You're right, if you keep up that attitude. On the 
other hand, there is a lot I could say."
   The Husky looked at the Otter. "Like quoting me 
from the bible and telling me that I'm a bad fur or 
that I'm wrong for choosing this life style."
   The Otter gave out a healthy chuckle. "No my son. 
I'm afraid you're wrong on both counts. You did not 
choose to be gay. You are one of God's creations so he 
chose you. What you're doing now is just finding that 
out. And if you want to justify your own hatred and 
prejudge towards yourself or your lifestyle, you can 
turn to the bible for that. A lot of furs use the 
bible to justify their hatred and bigotry's toward 
others. I however choose to ignore those parts of the 
bible, because they serve no use to God or fur-kind."
   The Husky was surprised by what the Reverend said 
as he sat in his truck listening to the Otter speak. 
It was not hard to tell that the Otter was passionate 
about love for all, but you could also tell his love 
for those who showed intolerance toward others was 
greatly strained.
   So, when the Otter finished speaking the Husky 
tried to lighten the mood a little by jokingly saying. 
"I bet you go over big at parties with comments like 
that."
   "Wouldn't know." The Otter replied. "Because I 
choose only to love my fellow fur, I am not well 
received by others of the clergy. So I don't get 
invited to any parties."
   "Well Reverend, you can come to any of my parties 
whenever you like."
   "Thank you, but if you keep love in your heart and 
remember me, I will always be with you."
   The Husky liked that saying, and repeated it to 
himself as he looked down. When he looked up to offer 
the Otter a ride to wherever he was going, the Husky 
could no longer find him. The Husky got out of the 
truck and looked all around, but the Otter had simply 
vanished. The Husky couldn't help but notice that the 
only footprints around were his.
   He slowly turned to head back to his truck, and 
when he did he saw a white dove sitting on the hood. 
Just before he could reach for the dove, it took 
flight, leaving behind a small olive branch. The Husky 
picked it up and got back into the truck. He then 
noticed the time on the truck's clock and that the sun 
had not moved at all. It was only one minute after 
seven, and the sun was still just starting to set 
beyond the horizon.
   The Husky realized that in the last fifteen minutes 
that he had been talking to the Otter, nothing had 
changed. Not the sunset, not the time, nothing. At 
that point, the Husky began to wonder if the last 
fifteen minutes had even happened, or did he merely 
dream it. Either way, the Husky calmly as he could 
started the truck and left the area as fast as 
possible.
   Because his attempt to hide away for two days had 
failed, the Husky decided to just stay home and do 
some research. He sat down at his computer and typed 
in just one word and his search engine went wild. He 
never realized the profusion of responses he would 
find just looking under the word gay. He decided to 
start off slow, so he picked the art category.
   He found a lot of artists listed, so at random he 
picked one. The Husky was not too pleased with the 
first artist's work and soon found himself clicking 
the back button; he then tried another, and another. 
He was ready to give up when by accident he pressed 
the wrong key and opened the home page of an artist 
named Frank Gembeck. 'Well since I'm here,' the Husky 
thought to himself, knowing he would probably be as 
disappointed as he was with the other artists.
   The Husky clicked on the first image as he got up 
to get himself something to drink. When he returned, 
he stared at the image that was on his monitor, and he 
noticed that it was far different from the other 
artists he had seen. This drawing had depth, realistic 
color, and the detail work was remarkable. It was 
almost as if he was looking at a photograph rather 
then a drawing. As he scanned the piece of artwork he 
noticed the head of a second character at the bottom 
of the screen.
   The Husky instantly assumed that this was going to 
be some disgusting drawing, but as he scrolled down, 
he was surprised at just how tasteful the artist had 
drawn these two males together. Though the fur sitting 
on the ground was touching the other fur in a sexual 
manner, the artist had managed to capture the moment 
between them and portray it in a very sensual way.
   As the Husky viewed drawing after drawing, he was 
pleased to find that this artist had captured more of 
the love shared by his models, rather than the raw 
sexual desire one would expect. The Husky spent a 
couple of hours admiring the artist's work and at the 
end of his viewing he was quite pleased that Frank had 
shown him that love, whether it be spiritual, 
emotional, or even physical shared between two furs of 
the same sex can be a beautiful thing.
   The Husky then spent another hour trying to find 
other artists that were as talented as Frank, but he 
soon found out that even though there may be a lot of 
artists out there, only a very few could actually draw 
the way Frank did.
   The Husky then returned to the main menu and 
checked out a site called "Frequently asked 
questions." He spent the next few hours reading 
questions from furs who wanted to try and understand 
what was going on in their lives or the lives of loved 
ones. But the part that surprised him most was that 
this site seemed to be written just for him. He found 
answers to questions he had been asking himself and 
to questions others had asked.
   Friday had finally arrived, and the Husky was in 
high sprits. He only spent half the day at work just 
checking on things. He then went home and prepared for 
the evening. At four fifty-five the Husky pulled up in 
front of the gym. He leaned casually against the front 
of the truck with his arms and legs crossed. Just a 
minute after his class ended the Lion signaled that he 
was going to take a shower. The Husky waved and got 
back into his truck to wait for the Lion.
   Once the Lion was in the truck he calmly said, "Are 
we ready to talk?"
   The Husky reached over and placed his hand on the 
Lion's leg. "Right after we have dinner at my place."
   The Husky watched the look of surprise on the 
Lion's face as he entered the Husky's apartment. "Half 
a pride could live in a place this big. So just how 
many furs live here with you?"
   "Just me," the Husky replied as he escorted the 
Lion over to the dining area. Once the Lion was 
seated, the Husky brought out a beautiful succulent 
roast, surrounded by mini-potatoes and freshly baked 
bread sticks. During dinner, the Lion hinted he was 
ready to talk about what the Husky had learned about 
himself, but the Husky kept dodging the issue.
   Once the Lion had eaten his fill, he pushed himself 
away from the table, and as he rubbed his stomach, he 
said, "That was delicious. I had no idea you had such 
culinary talents!"
   The Husky chuckled. "I don't. Two other roasts had 
to give up their lives before I got this one right."
   Once the Lion stopped laughing he asked, "Now that 
dinner is over, are you ready to talk, or are you 
going to keep avoiding the subject?"
   The Husky got up and led the Lion to the large 
plush leather couch. He had the Lion lay down on the 
couch as he knelt on the floor in front of him. Then 
slowly and calmly the Husky started unbuttoning the 
Lion's shirt as he spoke.
   "You sent me away for two days to do some soul 
searching and some hard thinking about my new life, 
which I did. I discovered a lot of things about 
myself. I even discovered I could cook if pressed. But 
the single most important thing I discovered was that 
I hated being away from you. So to make life easier on 
us, and to find out if this thing between us is what I 
hope it is, I would like you to move in." The Lion's 
mouth started to slowly open. The Husky reached up and 
placed a finger over the Lion's muzzle. "Shh, you 
don't have to answer right now. Think about it first, 
I don't want you to rush into anything."
   The Husky helped the Lion remove his shirt before 
starting in again. The Husky slowly ran his hands over 
the large chest of the Lion, enjoying the feel of soft 
fur and hard muscles. When the Husky's thumb drifted 
over one of the Lion's raised pap's he paused for a 
moment before lowering his head to run his tongue over 
it.
   His hands drifted lower until they found the 
indents of the Lion's waist. Kissing and licking, the 
Husky's mouth blazed a small trail down the Lion's 
chest to his stomach. As he moved his hands up onto 
the Lion's stomach, the Lion twitched under the 
Husky's touch. The Husky looked up and asked. "Why 
don't cats like to have their stomachs rubbed?"
   "Simple, if you move your hands too fast it 
tickles." The grin on the Husky's muzzle widened. 
"Don't even think about it." The big cat growled. 
"Remember I haven't given you my answer about moving 
in yet."
   The Husky leaned forward and gently gave the Lion's 
stomach one little kiss before muttering. "This time 
you win." The Husky ran his hands around the back of 
the Lion and unhooked his tail flap, just before 
undoing the button and zipper on the Lion's pants. The 
Husky then ran his hands up and down the faded blue 
denim of the Lion's pants preparing for his next move.
   The Husky took in a deep breath just as he slid his 
hands back around to the Lion's rear. The Lion lifted 
himself slightly, so the Husky could pull down his 
pants. The Husky carefully placed the Lion's pants on 
a chair next to the couch. When he turned back, he 
realized just how handsome the large cat was. And even 
though the Husky had seen the Lion naked before, there 
was something exciting about him as he laid there 
wearing only a pair of white cotton briefs.
   Once the Husky removed his shirt he pressed his 
body up against the Lion's. The heat of their bodies 
melted their souls, releasing all the passion that had 
built up. The Husky no longer held back his feelings 
as he savagely claimed the Lion's mouth. The Lion in 
return fully opened his mouth, welcoming the Husky's 
thrusting tongue as they clung to each other.
   Then it happened, one of the Husky's hands, while in 
the heat of passion, ended up right on top of the 
Lion's crotch. They both froze for a second, then the 
Husky broke off their kiss. His head dropped down next 
to the Lion's and he buried his muzzle in the nape of 
the cat's neck.
   Not wanting to rush the Husky, the Lion just laid 
there and held the Husky close. Then the muffled voice 
of the Husky could be heard just above their beating 
hearts. "I want this. I want you."
   "You have always had me." The Lion purred. "From 
the first moment I set eyes upon you, I was yours. By 
the way, remind me later to ask you why you kept 
poking yourself in the stomach."
   The Husky started chuckling, and as he did, he 
slightly moved his hand, which brought them both back 
to the here and now.
   It was then that the Husky truly realized what he 
was feeling. Just a month ago, if any fur had told him 
he would be excited about fondling another male, he 
would have thought that the fur was crazy, but here he 
was, and he was loving it. The Husky lifted himself 
and moved back to the floor. He placed his hands 
inside the waistband of the Lion's underwear and 
gently pulled down.
   The Husky leaned in and inhaled, a clean sweet sent 
filled his nostrils. Then without thinking he gently 
ran his tongue along the side of the Lion's sheath. 
That simple move was all that was needed to coax the 
Lion's rod from its hiding place. He rubbed his hands 
together to take the chill off, then he slowly ran a 
palm over the Lion's sheath causing his maleness to 
extend even further.
   When there was enough of the Lion's maleness 
exposed, the Husky wrapped his hand around it and began 
gently stroking him. The Lion raised his hips as he 
gave out a soft moan. With his other hand the Husky 
gently cupped and fondled the Lion's ball sac. That 
was all the Lion needed, he let his head fall back and 
started purring.
   Then all at once the Husky stopped all movement. 
The Lion opened his eyes and look down at the handsome 
two-toned dog. "Something wrong?" He asked.
   "Nothings wrong. I just realized that I am enjoying 
this." The Husky replied. 
   "Me too." The Lion chuckled. Then the Husky took 
the Lion's legs and spread them as far apart as he 
could. He moved himself around so he was in line with 
the Lion. He moved in stopping just short of touching 
the big cat. Then he moved an inch more and the Lion 
twitched as he said. "Woo, cold nose puppy." In an 
instant the Husky stuck out his tongue and ran it 
across the Lion's sac. "Oh yeah, warm tongue, much 
nicer." The Lion mewed.
   The Lion gasped at the feeling, as the Husky laved 
him to the point of pure ecstasy. After ten minutes of 
lively licking the Husky finally gave the Lion a 
moment to catch his breath. When their eyes met the 
Lion breathlessly said, "Marry me." The Husky chuckled 
then got back to the business at hand.
   He reached down and ran a finger over the Lion's 
abdomen, lifting off some precum, which had dripped 
off the tip of the Lion's cock and puddled up on him. 
As his finger reach the end of his muzzle, the Husky 
inhaled. He found the subtle scent pleasant, and when 
he licked his finger clean he found the taste equally 
pleasing.
   So much so that he gently held the Lion's erect rod 
to one side as he leaned in and licked the Lion's 
stomach clean. As the Lion's heated rod twitched in 
the Husky's hand, the Husky heard the faint plea of 
the Lion as all he said was, "Please."
   The Husky took the throbbing shaft and held it in 
place as he ran his tongue up the length of it. As his 
tongue grazed the tip, he again tasted the pleasing 
nectar that gradually flowed from the Lion. Again the 
Lion gave a mewed plea, "Please take me, take me now."
   The Husky followed the command and in one swift 
movement engulfed the Lion's maleness. The warmth of 
Husky's mouth brought the Lion to the edge of his 
excitement level. Only by grasping the edge of the 
couch and controlling his breathing was he able to 
calm down some.
   The Husky now realizing just what he had done, took 
a second to check things out. He ran his tongue over 
the intruding rod, taking in its unique flavor. He 
continued sucking on it, not realizing what he was 
putting the Lion through.
   The Husky was treating the Lion's maleness more 
like some kind of sucker as he moved it around in his 
mouth with his tongue. Meanwhile the Lion was trying 
to keep his hips from thrusting upwards.
   The Husky thought to himself, 'This is not that 
bad. Though I would much rather be the one laying 
down, but I guess fair is fair.' The Husky then slowly 
drew his head up until just the tip of the Lion's rod 
remained in his mouth. Then he slowly descended. Then 
just as slow he repeated that movement three more 
times.
   After that with each revolution he increased his 
speed. Then he heard the Lion moan, "Oh, yes." Using a 
hand in conjunction with his mouth, the Husky worked 
at a feverish pace to please the big cat, and with his 
other hand he kept fondling the cat's ball sac.
   The Lion began to strain against his inner-urges 
wanting this moment to last. However the Lion's body 
soon ached for complete fulfillment. He reached out 
with one hand and ran it through the Husky's head fur, 
then with each pant a single word emerged as the Lion 
managed to give the Husky a weak warning, "I can't 
hold out.. much.. ohhh." Just then the big cat arched 
his back as he released himself into the waiting mouth 
of the big dog.
   This was the one moment the Husky was not 
completely ready for. The taste of the Lion's seed 
filled his mouth as he swallowed as fast as he could. 
And once he was sure things had settled down, he begin 
again to enjoy the taste of the Lion.
   Once the Lion's rod was completely back in its 
sheath, the Husky sat up and rested his arm and head 
on the Lion's stomach. Once the Lion regained control 
of this breathing, sight and mind, he looked down at 
the Husky.
   "Did I do good?" The Husky asked.
   The Lion smiled as he pulled the Husky up to him. 
The Husky closed his eyes as he felt the velvet 
texture of the Lion's tongue embracing his, then it 
delved gently to the hidden recesses of his mouth.
   Once their heated kiss ended, the Lion embraced the 
Husky, holding him tight as he whispered, "So how soon 
can I move in?"
   The Husky gave a light chuckle as he licked the 
side of the Lion's neck and slowly blazed a trail up 
to his ear. Softly the Husky said "How about if you 
start by spending the night." The Husky then ran one 
hand down the length of the Lion having it come to 
rest on his rear. He then continued, "There is 
something else I would like to try."
   The Husky rolled over pulling the Lion up and 
around. The Husky took the Lion's hand and led him to 
his bedroom. Just before entering the room, the Husky 
reached out and turned off the lights and darkness 
filled the living room."
   Then Don reached up and stroked the side of Quinn's 
face. "So you see," Don said with a subtle sureness in 
his voice. "It was all the Lion's fault for being so 
Sexy, Good-looking, Kind, Gently and Loving, that the 
poor Husky had no other choice then to fall in love 
with him."


End


Copyright of Don and Quinn belongs to David Germain
No copies may be made without David's permission
Special thanks going to: David Wheeler for his 
input and assistance, and to Frank Gembeck, who 
had no idea I was going to use his name, until 
after I had finished the story. Thanks again Frank 
for letting me keep your name in my story.
The story of Don and Quinn (c) David Germain Feb. 2000
Frank Gembeck (c) Himself
All other characters (c) David Germain
David Germain (c) Hoss
Hoss (c) his player 2-24-00
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