Calvin and Hobbes: Exploration.
Just to let y'all know. This story isn't my best work. I am trying to get back into the swing of things, and need to know what people think. I know it is short, but probably more is to come.
Calvin & Hobbes: Exploration
Warning: this story contains sex between males and isn't suitable for children under 18 years of age.
Calvin lay there in bed, next to his tiger. His fourteenth birthday was tomorrow. He was getting older, puberty striking at his mind, voice, and body. He kissed Hobbes on the cheek, puling him closer and thanking him for being his friend.
Then it happened. It had been happening often since he was thirteen and he had no control over it. His erection tented his boxers, pressing against his friend's rump.
"Stop.." Hobbes mumbled with a growl, pushing him away.
Calvin turned onto his back, pulling his under shorts down and revealing his standing pillar, about five inches. Average, he figured.
He shook Hobbes awake. He didn't wake easily and grumbled and growled, but eventually sat up. "What, Calvin?" He asked angrily, wanting very much to go back to sleep.
"I love you."
"I love you too.." Hobbes said awkwardly. 'What is this about?' He wondered.
"Do you really love me?"
"Yeah, why?" Hobbes sate up further, sleep forgotten.
"I want to mate with you.." Calvin blushed.
"Wait! What? You're a male, I'm a male, it won't work! You need a woman! A GIRL! I like girls! I'm NOT a fag!"
Calvin recoiled, as if he had been hit. He sniffled, tears welling up and sliding down his face. "Fag?" he asked, "Is that what I am?"
Hobbes felt sorry, "No, no, of course you're not." He wrapped his arms around Calvin and hugged him tight. "Is this what you really want?"
"Yeah, but you said-"
"I didn't mean it, I was just shocked." Hobbes kissed Calvin, pushing him on his back and suckling on his lips.
Calvin gasped as Hobbes leaned between his legs. He opened his mouth and turned his head as he was kissed passionately. He then grabbed Hobbes and rolled over on him, now pressing himself against Hobbes's tail hole.
Hobbs stiffened and wrapped his legs around Calvin, yowling softly as he felt himself being taken.
Calvin pushed harder, licking the tiger's neck as he pushed all the way in, then pulled out quickly before his hips descended and he slammed back into his lover. He continued like this, faster and faster until his door slammed open, and his parents, grandparents and cousins walked in singing happy birthday.
A collective gasp took them and his dad uttered the question in everyone else's mind, "What.. The.. Fuck..?'
Part 2
"What in the Hell were you thinking?" Calvin's dad demanded. After the family had dispersed, he had ripped Calvin out of bed and given him the spanking of his life.
Calvin sat there, still naked and sniffling, shrugged. "Hobbes said he loved me, dad.. And I love him too."
"THIS.."Calvin's dad picked up Hobbes, "IS NOT REAL! IT IS A FUCKING TOY FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!"
When Calvin reached for the tiger his dad smacked him across the face. "It's not your toy anymore! We are burning it!"
Calvin's wail pierced the air, "NO! YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" He lunged at his father, slamming his fists into his dad's chest and sobbing hopelessly.
Jacob Watterson was at a loss now. He could get rid of Hobbes, and have Calvin hate him - or let Calvin keep the stuffed toy and risk humiliation in front of the family again. He sat down in his room, looking at the tiger in his hand; It's rear was caked with semen and it smelt like sweat and musk.
He decided.
Calvin, sprawled on his bed, looked at the clock with red-rimmed eyes; 3:15 pm. He hadn't dressed, he just laid there, wanting to be dead. He couldn't believe Hobbes was gone.
A knock on the door made him grab the blanket and cover his lower half.
"Can I come in?" His dad asked, his voice almost a whisper.
"Whatever.."
His door opened slowly, and his dad walked in, holding a cleaned up Hobbes in one hand with his head low.
"I'm sorry I yelled and hit you.. I should have accepted that you were gay, and not been mad." He lay Hobbes on the bed next to Calvin's hand.
Calvin stood up, nudity forgotten and hugged his dad. "I'm sorry.."
His dad looked down at his son, "Don't be sorry. It's not your fault. I only want to warn you that not everyone out there will accept you. Some might even try to hurt you." he hugged his son tighter, "You have a hard life ahead of you, and I want you to know, me and your mom will always be here for you."
Part 3
He scooted up in his computer chair, unzipping his pants and looking around the bedroom. The door was locked, the curtains closed, and his parents were watching TV.
He had tried all sorts of Google searches, including 'Tiger sex', 'Tiger mate', and 'Tiger porn.' He finally had hit the jackpot. He had typed, 'Furry tiger', then clicked on the first link.
'WARNING: This site contains furry artwork not suitable for children under eighteen years of age! If you click this link, you are agreeing that you are 18 or older.'
He read the banner, "Fchan.." Then looked down the side at the list of types of art.
Image boards:
14796/f/ (Female)
5447/m/ (Male)
2559/h/ (Herm)
5223/s/ (Straight)
750/tent/ (Tentacles)
7127/a/ (Alternative)
16906/ah/ (Alt(hard))
Unsure of what each was, he clicked one at random '/m/'. As he scrolled down, his eyes were met bu the most arousing sight he had ever witnessed.
Animals. Like Hobbes, vexing in the throes of Lust and Pleasure. He felt himself beginning to sweat, and took hold of his shaft. Image after image played across his screen. Dragons, tigers, wolves, foxes, bears, deer, and so much more! He began to near his climax, his toes curling and breaths coming in quick gasps. He rubbed his shaft quickly, tensing up his muscles and sighing in relief as his while solders marched across his chest.
He closed the windows, bookmarking the main page as 'Spider info'. He looked down at himself, his chest split in half by the line of sticky fluid. He mopped some up with his finger, tentatively sniffing it before sucking it off.
The taste was hard to describe, bitter-but sweet at the same time. He continued to clean himself up and zipped up his pants as he finished.
Hobbes was downstairs, sitting on the floor next to the television, where Calvin had left him.
"I'll have to show him this tonight." Calvin said as he walked downstairs and joined his mate.