Meet Me Behind the Bleachers

Story by huskyhuskyhusky on SoFurry

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#5 of Meet Me (Patreon)

DISCLAIMER!!!

This is the first 1k words for the full story that is located on my Patreon. This is meant as a preview for the full story and the tags listed are representative of the fetishes found in the story's entirety

A wolf waits for a rabbit behind the bleachers of their high school football field, his intentions being curious about a big secret the feminine boy has been hiding.

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It was only a few hours ago that the sun had gone down and the full bloom of stars filled the sky. Cars drove past the vacant football stadium, the season having long since passed as the gentle wind brought warm spring air with it. Silence had come over the area, not many came around the field even during the day, and those times were sparse with PE classes. Not to mention the beginning of the weekend was now and school was far away from most of anyone's mind. Save for a couple individuals.

Standing behind the bleachers was a tall, black furred wolf. His frame was lean and muscular, clearly the product of a well adhered work out schedule. To him this football field was practically a second home, he had spent every fall football season playing on it against other teams and training. Much sweat was shed on that grass and mud, no matter the weather.

He idly kicked at the bleachers and gazed out at the barren field, seeing how marked up and torn apart the turf was from abusive cleats. His paws slid into the pockets of his satin basketball shorts. Dressed a bit more liberally for this kind of weather in what would normally be summer clothes he didn't mind the sometimes chilliness of the season. If anything it made him remember Autumn and being back on the field once again.

The moon had begun to get just a hair further into the sky, it's shape a sliver of a crescent, when he heard footsteps from behind. He turned and saw a figure walking calmly from the direction of the nearby high school and smiled as he recognized the familiar shape and gate of their step. He waited until the other came out from behind the shadow of the nearest building, cast from the not too far away town lights, before he gave a wave.

The gesture was returned, a light-gray furred rabbit with black freckles of the bridge of his nose that smiled and wore clothing that was a bit more attuned to the cooler weather of the time. The lapin in stark contrast to the wolf was shorter and not nearly as muscular, coming off as feminine and thin. With a form more suited for having cubs, most would be awfully shocked to find that the body belonging to a boy.

The rabbit rounded the corner of the chain linked fence that held in the football field and happily trotted up to where the wolf was. While a gray hooded sweatshirt adorned his upper body, his legs were clad in a pair of sweatpants that did well to hug the curves of his thighs. Peculiar enough, they also showed off a rather prominent bulge between his legs, something that seemed very out of place on the otherwise girly individual. The wolf noticed it right away and a devious grin spread over his lips.

"Hey, Lance!" the approaching rabbit called out energetically and stopped just a few feet away, his voice hardly betraying his figure. His tone wasn't any different from a girl's, and without the proof of his appearance he'd often be confused for such.

"Callen," the wolf said and turned to fully face the other, "How are you tonight?"

"I'm doing well, how about yourself, stud?" the other asked with a smile and settled his weight on one hip and paws dug into the front pocket of his shirt. Lance only offered a shrug in response but continued to hold his dark expression. "So uh," the rabbit began and switched his weight to the other hip,. "Why did you call me out here? And so late?" he asked as he began to feel a bit uneased by the situation.

It wasn't more than a few hours ago during the day, and at school no less, that the message was given. The two were adults now and both close to graduating, the end of the school year being about two months into the future. It was likely that they were going to never see each other again, and so Lance had to make his move now or not at all. Callen wasn't quiet but he did always come off as the kind of guy that blended in well with the woodwork.

The opposite was true for the wolf. Being one of the hardest working football players for the school, he was afforded quite a bit of popularity, particularly among the many girls that would fawn for his attention. He had quite the hidden side though, and while he didn't mind having their attention there were a few boys that he had interest in. One in particular stood just before him, summoned there by a note stuck into the rabbit's school binders.

"I thought I might take the opportunity to admit my affections for you," Lance began and stepped a little closer. His face had softened to something more sincere and the words made the bunny blush and turn away a bit.

"Gosh!" Callen exclaimed and squeezed his thighs together a bit. "I never took you to be the type! You hide it very well," he laughed and turned his blue eyes back to the towering lupine.

"On purpose of course," he chuckled. "I figured us going out could be my way of coming out as bisexual. What do you think?"

"I'm flattered!" the rabbit admitted and stuck his tongue out while swaying his hips from side to side. "I..don't hardly know anything about you though..."

"We could go out on a date," Lance thought openly.

"Gosh..." the rabbit said again, his blush deepening to the point that he felt he had to try and cover part of his visage with a paw. "I don't know what to say...yes!" he exclaimed suddenly. The wolf came even closer until he was just inches away, the smaller male's face coming about even to his broad chest. He could smell the after-workout musk lingering in the strong boy's fur and it made the feminine male's legs weak. If he could bottle that fragrance he'd never leave his room again!

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