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That entire week went on in the same routine. Marc fought his snooze-button on his alarm close every morning so he could be there when David arrived. They always sat together in the hallway and in the café and even stayed after school for a bit and just hang out. It seemed they were becoming closer without even realizing it, and it made the week go by like nothing.

"Whoa..." Marc said looking at his calendar. "Friday already? Since when?"

He shrugged his shoulders and walked toward the bathroom with his towel in hand.

*Buzzzzz*

His cell started to go off on his bedside table.

"What the hell!" he growled as he dried his leg off and turned off his shower.

He walked naked over to his vibrating cell-phone and flipped it open.

"I'm sorry but the person you are trying to reach is trying to have a shower..." Marc said in a mono-toned type of voice.

"Heh, what crawled up your ass this morning?" Tom's voice came through the ear-piece.

"Sorry, dude. I didn't get much sleep last night..." Marc said groggily scratching an itch on his sack.

"Well I hope your ready for the gig tonight..." Tom said. "You wouldn't wanna fuck up in front of all the cute guys."

Marc thought about that comment for a minute. He remembered when Tom and he used to joke about being homosexual all the time, but now it was for real. But he was glad that Tom was bisexual. At least he understood.

"...Marc?" Tom's voice washed Marc's thoughts away. "You didn't hang up on me again did you...?"

"No, I'm here," Marc managed to croak out. "It's just weird to think about how we used to joke about that stuff. Now it's the real deal."

"Ya, I know what you mean." Tom said reassuringly. "But anyways, I have to get ready for school. You want my dad to come and pick you up?"

"Sure," Marc said. "Gimme half an hour."

"Got it,"

They both hung up their phones. Marc, throwing his cell on his bed, flung the towel over his shoulder and went back into his bathroom to receive his much wanted shower.

***

"IT'S SEVEN O'CLOCK HERE ON..." David's alarm clock blared scaring him half to death and making him jump out of his bed.

"You evil thing," he said pointing at it and glaring. He turned the volume knob on it down and whacked the off switch and headed down to the kitchen.

"Ok..." David's father said in a very serious tone. "What the hell is going on."

"Huh?" David said innocently. Had his dad found out about his feelings for Marc? And if he did what was he going to do?

"You've been getting up an hour early. It's like you actually WANT to go to school." His father said now with a smile on his face and his newspaper rolled up in his hand. "I'm glad you have had such a change in attitude.

David's heart was now pounding in his throat. He had thought his dad knew about him. The reality of his only family member left disowning him because of sexual preference tore his heart out. A teardrop swelled in his eye and he collapsed on the kitchen floor, his head between his knees. His dad shot out of his chair and came to his side.

"What's wrong?!" He said holding David's shoulder.

David couldn't say anything. All he could do his seek comfort in his dad's arms. He hadn't hugged him for years. David just figured he grew out of it. He forgot how good it felt to know his dad was right there protecting him from everything outside.

"There now..." David's dad said trying to comfort his son. "What was that all about?"

David was shaking now. His tears had slowed leaving matted fur all down the sides of his face.

"I was..." David croaked out. "I was just afraid you were mad... and I just broke down."

"Well looks like stress has been getting' to ya," His dad said poking the sides of David's face.

David swatted at his dad's finger and smiled.

"There now," his dad said. "Get somethin' to eat. I have to go take a shower."

"Ok," David's shaky voice replied.

His dad got up looking at the big wet stain on his T-shirt and walked upstairs to the shower.

"That wasn't even funny how close that was," David said to himself while pushing

down the tab on his toaster. "Phew..."

***

Marc waited, guitar in hand, on his porch for Tom's dad to come pick him up. He shivered a little as a chilled morning breeze came through the porch and threw his shirt.

"Where the hell is Tom," Marc said rubbing his left arm in an attempt to warm it up.

Marc was about to step off his porch and head towards school when bright headlights gave him a shot right in the eyes. Marc groaned in annoyance and lifted his paw to cover his eyes.

"Hey, dude," Tom said getting out of his dad's truck. "Here I'll help you with your guitar."

Marc handed him the case and stepped in the back seat of his dad's truck.

"Hey Marc," Tom's dad said turning around in the driver's seat. "Feeling better?"

"Huh?!" Marc said in an alarmed tone as his ears fell to as low as they could go. "What

do you mean?!"

"The other day I gave Tom a ride here," His dad said as Tom said in the car. "And said

you were having a nervous break down."

"Oh... ya," Marc said smiling a little and seeing Tom wink at him. "I dunno what happened..."

There was an uncomfortable silence as they made there way to their three story high school. The slight hum of the engine and the wind blowing threw a slit on the top of Tom's window.

"So where are you guys playing?" Tom's dad asked them breaking the silence.

"The arcade," Tom said in a bored tone as the giant building came into view.

Marc was thinking about what Tom had just said. His eyes widened as he remembered last Friday night. David was gonna be there again this Friday. Time froze for a second as he thought about if he wanted David to see him or not.

He felt a sting on his wrist that brought him back to reality. Looking around he saw Tom in front of his face.

"Oi... Daydreamer," Tom said with a grin. "Get your shit. Let's go."

"Thanks for the ride," Marc said to Tom's dad.

"No problem," He said shooting them both smiles. "Have fun at your little band session.

They nodded and made their way up the front steps were all the smokers hung out. The place smelt like freshly burned tobacco every morning from these people. Marc just wrinkled his nose and walked inside with his guitar on his back.

They entered their hallway and were greeted by their friends, all excited about the concert for tonight.

Marc pushed through them and looked for David.

"Not here yet..." He said under his breath and sat down. Two friends sat beside and

asked him to play a riff or two.

"Alright," He said opening his gig-bag to reveal his smooth black Gibson SG.

This guitar was pretty much the only thing Marc cared about, other then his friends and now David. It took Marc 2 years to save for his baby. He was so proud of it. It was his inspiration to write down his songs.

Marc started an old riff he knew and lost himself in concentration. Every note played, every riff perfect. Marc was impressed because he hadn't played this song in a long time.

"Whoa!" David's voice shot from somewhere distant. It broke Marc's concentration and made him slightly embarrassed for some reason. He looked up as David stood right in front of him.

"Took you long enough to get here," Marc though as he looked at the dumbfounded husky.

"I didn't know you were a guitar player," He said looking at Marc's Gibson.

"Ya! He's got a concert goin' on at the arcade, too!" Frank said raising his arms.

"Oh, really?" David said stroking his chin in thought. "Well when is it? I think I'd like to go to this little concert."

David grinned and winked at Marc.

Marc turned to his other side and noticed that he didn't know the person sitting really

close to him. He was a red fox with a pink Mohawk that was spiked up. He was obviously checking out the handsome guitar player.

"... Your in his seat," Marc said pointing to David.

"Oh, sorry," The fox was now blushing as he stood up and gave the seat to the husky.

Just as the husky sat down the last thing Marc wanted to hear came over the speakers.

*Bing!*

Marc and David shuddered together. He opened the gig-bag and carefully placed his guitar in. David helped him up with a warm paw and they went their separate ways heading to class.

***

*Bing!*

Marc didn't shudder at the bell for the first time in his life. This bell sounded freedom from the musty basement that he had his mechanics class. He made his way up to his locker to store his binders from 4th and 5th period, when he felt Tom come up behind him and pat him on the back.

"Ready for tonight?" Tom said with a huge grin.

"I'm actually excited," Marc said. "David said he was gonna be there."

"Holy crap..." Tom said in a sarcastic annoyed tone. "Just ask the guy if he's gay or not and go out with him."

"It's not that..." Marc said and paused. "What's goin' on over there?"

There were three bulldogs standing over a fallen fur in the stairwell.

"What are you doing?" Tom said as Marc said started walking over to scene.

"It's David on the floor!" Marc said seeing one of the brutes land a blow right on the top of his head.

Marc ran for the door with Tom right behind him. He opened the door with as much force as he could, knocking one of the dogs into the railings on the stairs. David looked up, seeing his new friends brawl it out with the now pissed off bull dogs.

Marc had never actually been in a fight before, but instincts and natural reflects from video games had been able to keep it even. It was now two on two between David and Tom and the two standing bulldogs. The other lay hung up on the railing. David could only watch as his new friends fought for him. Marc landed a few punched to the fur he was engaging him as Tom held his arms up in defense as the other dog was attacking him.

"Hey!" A teacher screamed breaking up the fight. "To the office with all of you!" he screamed helping up the tangled bulldog from the railing. Marc helped David up as they were all escorted to the office.

***

They walked out of the principal's office each with notes saying suspension for 2 days.

"Well," Tom said. "That was fun." He said cupping his blackening eye.

"You guys just wanna head to my house for dinner and then we could go to the arcade?" Marc said helping David walk.

The three of them agreed and went up stairs to grab their guitars, then proceeded to Marc's house. David was excited beyond belief to finally get to see where his crush lived

and to actually be inside it.

***

After a brutal walk that seemed to last for an eternity, the battered and beaten furs finally got to the porch of Marc's house. Marc looked down the driveway to see if his mom was home. She wasn't. Marc went up the steps slow for the sake of David, who could walk just fine by now. He just didn't want to miss out on having Marc hold him, and neither did Marc.

Marc got his keys out and fiddled with them to single out the front door key, slide it in, and opened the door. A rush of cool air greeted them as they walked in.

"You guys can go sit in the living room if you want," Marc said. "I'll get started on dinner."

"Holy shit!" Tom said pointing to the clock on the wall. "It's 6 o'clock! We were stuck in that stupid office for 2 freakin' hours! And we have to be at the arcade for 8!"

"Would you stop screaming..." Marc and David said simultaneously and Marc let go of David and pointed him to the living room.

"I'll make us spaghetti or somethin'," Marc said.

"Sounds good," Tom said coming out of his spaz. "We gotta hurry though we have to

be at the arcade for 8."

"I know," Marc said. "We are getting' paid for this one, so I don't want to be as late as

much as you do."

Tom went into the living room to join David and Marc went into the kitchen and started to cook the three of us dinner.

"So," David said in the living room breaking the silence. "Where are Marc's parents?"

Tom looked at him from the other side of the room on his couch and sighed.

"Well we don't know where his dad is..." Tom said. "We think he left him at early age if not before he was born... And his mom is a workaholic who only comes home late at night. So basically he pretends to have no parents."

"Oh," David said with his paw over his mouth. "That's horrible... How does he deal with it all?"

"He gets over it..." Tom said turning on the T.V. trying to get off the subject. "What do you wanna watch?"

They flipped through the channels for a couple minutes when they heard foot steps approaching. The door slid open as Marc was having trouble carrying three bowls of good looking spaghetti.

"That was quick?" Tom said look curious.

"I just boiled the noodles and thawed some sauce from the freezer." Marc said with a grin as he saw David."

He handed them both bowls and Marc sat down beside David. They ended up not watching not watching T.V. and just told stories of random experiences while eating the quit good spaghetti.

***

They were just about to get ready to walk with cases in hand, when there was a ring on the doorbell. The three furs perked their ears. Marc opened the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You ready?" said their drummer, Jesse.

"Ya," Marc said waving to their vocalist, Jason, who was in the truck.

"Let's go then," Jesse said as the three of them left the house. "Who's this?" He

pointed to David.

"Just a tag-along," Marc said winking to David. "He's with me."

"Alright," Jesse said shacking paws with David. "No time for introductions right now, we have to get going."

They all strapped in the truck and took off toward the arcade.

***

This was it. In five minutes the curtain dropped and they would play for all the people that had packed the arcade. Sweat ran down across Marc's face as Tom put his paw on his shoulder.

"Nervous?" He said as he fiddled with the tuning of his bass.

"No..." Marc said staring at the red curtain that was between them and the crowd. "We've played together a million times. Why would I be nervous?"

"I dunno... But I'm aching a bit from the brawl," Tom said rubbing his eye. "Good thing they didn't go for our arms, eh?"

"Ya..." Marc said. "Even if they did, I don't feel pain right now. Thank god for adrenaline."

Tom chuckled at the wolf as he took his place on the other side of the stage. The manager of the arcade came out and thanked them for the profit he made, and for a little pep talk. Marc couldn't concentrate though. It wasn't the crowd. It was playing for David. He had hoped he liked it. He took his place as the final countdown came over the

P.A.

"ARE YOU READY TO ROCK!" said the announcer in an ecstatic voice.

"YAAAA!!!!!!" The crowd replied.

"WELL HERE THEY ARE! THE HOTTEST LOCAL BAND IN TOWN RIGHT NOW! HERE IS..."

The crowd took control of the noise as they drowned out the announcer. The curtain opened revealing the band. Marc stood there with guitar in hand. Pick ready to start the first cord.

"Well here we go," Marc said as he strummed.

Suddenly the crowd disappeared in his mind. He just felt like he always did when he was jamming with his friends in his basement with the volume turn up to max. He started to jump around and really get into it as Jason started belting out the lyrics. He played every note perfectly. Every riff like how it was supposed to be. He played the solo with an effect petal which no one had ever heard before. The crowd was going wild. There were at least 4 mosh-pits going on as the band continued on with their music. David who had been entirely impressed with the bands skill could not keep his eyes off Marc and cheer as loud as he could. He even tried the mosh-pits in his condition. He realized this wasn't a good idea the first bump he got and returned to his place at the front.

The night went on as they switched from hard rock to acoustic to a little bit of techno rock. Marc had only screwed up in a minor area in acoustics but recover with a freestyle riff. They played their last song and thanked the audience for coming out that night. Marc's and Tom's fingers burned with a burning of success, as too with Jason's vocal chords.

They exited out the front being followed by security guards holding back the massive

crowd.

"What do we need body guards for?" Tom said to Marc. "It's not like we're famous, or anything."

"It's so we don't get stabbed or something." Marc said as he chuckled. "Or pick-pocketed." They did after all get paid $350 each.

David caught Marc's eye to his right being held back by a body guard.

"Hey, he's with me," Marc said pointing to David. The guard let him through and marc put his arm over him as they were all escorted to their truck, which had already had all of their equipment.

"You were great!" David said pulling him into a tight hug.

"Thanks," Marc said confused and then hugging him back.

"You wanna come back over and spend the night?" Marc said to David.

"That would be great," David said grinning.

Tom overheard their conversation and put his fist in his other paw. "Marcs gonna get some tail tonight." He said grinning.

***

Jason dropped the two furs off at the front porch. Tom helped Marc out with his guitar case as Marc looked down the driveway. No van there. For once in his life he was glad that there wasn't. He was going to see if David was gay or not tonight. Even if he had to make a fool of himself.

"Thanks for the ride guys," Marc said hugging all the band members. "Tonight was a blast."

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Tom said in Marc's ear as he hugged him.

"Well, there isn't a lot you wouldn't do so I guess I'm in the clear," Marc said as he ruffled Tom's head fur.

The two furs entered Marc's house and looked at the clock.

"Whoa," Marc said. "It's one in the morning." Marc said.

"Yeah," said David. "I should call my dad."

Marc pointed to the phone and went into the kitchen to make a snack and to form a plan. He was new to the whole guy thing. He knew how to push the right button's for women but he wasn't sure if it was different for guys.

"I should just go for it..." He thought. "But what if he punches me in the face or something? This is going to be harder then I thought."

David came to the kitchen.

"Ya my dad is kool with it." David said. "Whatcha makin'?"

"Popcorn," Marc said in thought. "You want some?"

"Sure," David said taking a kernel.

Marc and David went upstairs with popcorn in hand. They sat on the blue couch next to the wall and watch a comedy special.

"Marc..." David said breaking the silence at a commercial. "Have you ever wondered if you were... well... different?"

"Everyday..." Marc said as he perked his ears. "What do you mean by different?"

"It's hard to explain..." David said now gaining a bit of confidence. "It's better if I show you..."

He had moved closer to Marc and placed his hand on his thigh. Marc was blushing through his grey fur now as he clued into what David was doing. He had expected to make the first move and David had caught him off-guard as their muzzles came together, locked in their first deep kiss. They had made time stop as their tongues met for the first time, and experienced their first of many kisses together.

"...Different like... That?" David said now blushing as much as Marc was.

"Ya... I've been feeling different like that for a while now... I guess," Marc let out a chuckle.

David had let out a sigh of relief that his extremely bold move had been accepted, as Marc turned off the T.V. and moved in for another kiss. Their kiss seemed to be their gate into heaven. Every time, exploring more with their tongues.

"I'm tired of T.V.," Marc said. "Wanna head to the bedroom?"

David looked at him in with a glint of happiness in his eye and nodded an excited yes.

They moved into the bedroom with their muzzles locked. The two bodies pressing

against each other, and their hands roaming over the new bodies. They jumped onto the bed and started to undress each other. First, their shirts, then there shorts, only leaving their boxers. David lay Marc on his back and kissed with all the enthusiasm in his body as his hand moved down to his groin. He felt the hard lump and then attempted to move in, causing Marc to shake. David stopped and then attempted again, this time succeeding. Marc moaned a little as he felt he now unsheathed cock being messaged by the new hand. He felt as though he had been sky-rocketed into heaven as he felt pre-cum leak onto David's hand.

Suddenly a loud buzzing sound broke the moment, and caused David to jump.

"What the hell is that?" David said retrieving his hand from Marc's boxers and licking the pre off.

Marc looked to his pants on the floor and realized it was his cell phone in his pocket.

"Who the hell is calling me now?" Marc said picking his pocket and putting a wad of cash on the bed.

"Hello..." he said in an annoyed tone as he flipped it open.

"Did you make a move?" Tom said on the other line.

"Oh my god..." Marc said rubbing his forehead, and looking at David.

"What?" Tom said in defense. "I'm bored... and it's 2 in the morning."

"No I didn't..." Marc said with a grin.

"Chicken-shit..." Tom said in a disappointed voice.

"I did," David said into the phone as Marc held it up to his face.

"And you just interrupted us," Marc said. "So I'm gonna have to let you go..."

"No wait!" Tom managed to get out before Marc closed his cell and pounced onto David going into another kiss.

"Now where was I?" David said going back into Marc's boxers.

"Why don't we just loose these?" Marc said taking his boxers off and helping David

with his.

David continued with his handwork as Marc started to play with David's sheath. This caused David to jump in surprise, but smiled and continued with his work. Marc could fell he was close to climax when he felt David cock shudder. David stopped his work and moaned in pleasure. His seed shot onto Marc's blankets, a little making it onto Marc's nose. David continued with his work after basking in his afterglow for a second. Marc felt his balls tighten as he shot a load right next to David's.

"That... was..." Marc tried to get out.

"...Amazing?" David said smiling and licking his cum off of Marc's nose.

"Ya but it sure takes it out of you, doesn't it?" Marc said grabbing a towel from the closet and cleaning the seed off of his blankets.

"Where do I sleep?" David said sensing Marc getting ready for bed.

"Right next to me..." Marc said grinning at David as he lifted the blankets and got under, followed by David.

That night they slept in each other's arms smiling.

Their dream was soon broken by the buzz of Marc's phone.

"Hello?" Marc said flipping open the phone.

"What happened?" Tom said.

"Ok..." Marc said in an annoyed voice. "I'll tell you later... stop calling... please..."

"Heh, alright I'll call you later then..." Tom said. "And maybe I'll join in next time..."

"Hmmmm..." Marc said actually considering it. "We will see..." he said flipping over the phone.

"Who was it?" David said.

"Who do you think?" Marc said. "I'm not tired anymore... wanna order a pizza?"

"Ok!" David said leaping out of bed. "Can you do that?"

"Yup," Marc said opening his phone.

***

After 40 minutes of soft kissing the doorbell rang. Marc paid for it and took it to the living room for the two of them to share.

They watched infomercials, told stories, and split the pizza. And in both of their minds they each figured they had found the only person they were meant for, for the rest of their lives.

Well that's part. 3 Thanks for reading this far and leav some comments for me.