Ignition Point
#2 of Wolfgen (Marcus)
Tis is the longest Wolfgen story and covers Marcus' meeting with Chy, and how they escaped from the state.
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Yawning I sat down at terminal and called up my roster duty. Transport. What.. - Well - somebody up the line didn't like me. Taking an empty Tank over to another base. It was a two Wolfgen task so I read further to see who was my other compatriot in dishonor.
It was Chy.. He was almost legendary in our corps. The one who dances on the edge of discipline action. A practical joker, but also know for his acts of kindness. He was one who I secretly admired. I don't know what he had done to deserve this but I looked forward to prizing it out of him. We had 2 days to get to our destination, and it was a long journey
Walking down to the yard _ looked at the Tank. It was an old unit, ready for either the training barracks of a tests firing where it would be on the receiving end of a missile. Climbing up onto the turret I glances inside.
Chy was already in the tank - checking out the systems. For an individual our size we had to suspend ourselves from a bar at the hatch and drop ourselves into the seat. Easy! Well - as I dropped the 30 centimeters into the seat and was struck by a loud fart issuing from under me, and the malodorous scent of crushed Vrnte flowers. I glared at Chy as I extracted the Whoopee cushion from under me - whilst Chy snickered.
"Very funny Jokester" I muttered
"Come-on Marc. Smile. Lighten up. We've a long drive and I'm interested to find out whose tail you kinked to get this assignment.. "
"Truthfully I don't know - maybe it was to keep an eye on You - Chy!"
Chy chuckles at that. For a species who rarely seemed to laughs - he was the proverbial comedian
The snow thickened and the visibility reduces. With the tank it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep to the road. There was no feedback from the controls on the track conditions, and withing a few hours we knew we were lost.
Using maps and a compass we determined that we were on the right heading, but our precise location was a mystery. The Tank rumbled and groaned in its discomfort, and then lurched.
We looked to each other in alarm and there was a loud cracking and the tank shifted even more, quickly leaning to almost ninety degrees - and freezing water gushed into the Tank. We were on ice, and sinking.
The Tank shudder and toppled, and all hell broke loose inside. Things broke loose and smashed around - I was hit by something, and I heard Chy give a loud yelp beside me and became very silent.
Popping the hatch brought a deluge of freezing black water, and I struggled out onto the turret - but Chy's hatch was still closed and under water. Diving under the water I opened his hatch and opened it - reaching inside I groped, moving my arms around - my hands already numb until I bumped something softer and gripped. Pulling hard on my reluctant bundle - but nothing moved. Bracing myself I pulled hard and was rewarded by Chy's form popping to the surface.
Cold.. I'd never felt so cold. Pressing my hands onto Chys limp and freezing form I pumped the water from his lungs, and finally heard a faint wheezing gasp. He lived - for the moment. But that moment was lessening. Looking around in the wind driven snow I spotted what seemed to be a small hut on the shore - before it was hidden by the blinding snow.
Dragging Chy onto the ice and then to the shore I made my way to the hut - hoping that there was someone, or at least supplied with some bare living essentials. But it was just filled with hay. A farmers huts - nothing more or less.
Stripping Chy's uniform from him I grabbed handfuls of straw and rubbed the dampness from his fur.. trying to put some warmth into the limp limbs, and life back into the slender thread of his existance. Doing the same for myself I bundled both of us into the straw - lying on top of him hoping that my warmth and life will keep his life to this plane.
Over the hours he started to moan, shivering slightly as my warmth reactivated frozen muscles. Our closeness and the telepathic link that was between all Wolfgens strengthened and his thoughts started to became more visible. Blurred frantic images, emotions, some which surprised and shocked me, but I could not judge him - not when he was at his most vulnerable.
Louder moans and thrashing wracked his form, his mind twisted in the effects of delirium but at last Chy's moans softened and he fell into a deep sleep, but this under the surface his thoughts still spun in turmoil. Some peaceful, but many of them strongly erotic
Groaning in my own discomfort I shifted my position on him. Still trying to conserve what warmth I could offer - to combat the chill that still seeped from his frame, and also trying to move my swelling sheath into a more comfortable position.
"Damn .. Damn Chy.. stop thinking of sex and matings. Other wise I will find myself seeping and starting to.. No.. that is NOT something that a Wolfgen should even consider doing with another male"
But my mutters went unanswered as Chy was still out to it, and all I got was the feelings and emotions of his rising passions.
Then I felt something warmer and firmer pressing into my belly. Blushing in my ears I realized that it was Chy maleness responding to my warmth and his rampant dreams.
Sighing in my embarrassment I knew that I has only 2 choices. One was to move off and relieve myself by hand or muzzle, or to hump into the soft fur beneath me and try and pass it off as a dream to Chy - and seeing that his own groans were becoming more insistent I doubt if my belly fur will be smelling pristine after tonight.
Chy groaned and pressed his hips up into my belly - a wetness seeping in to my fur and the scent of arousal filling the air. Almost crying in my shame I grip his shoulders and press myself into his fur.. thrusting slowly and then faster - moving my extending maleness around on his belly when suddenly I felt something hot and moist brushed my member. And Chy's eyes opened and gazed into mine.
Its was like a fire in my/our brains "You.. ME.. Us.. One.." I felt him, and myself on him.. his arousal, my excitement. Our needs inflamed our minds, and we responded without thought until I felt his climax grow and with mine only a second behind it we felt the fire burn within each of us - and with long wavering howls of passions we spilled out seed onto each other.
Coming down from the intense feeling we looked into each others eyes.. "Chy what happened."
"Marc I don't know. I've had matings well. You know what I mean - before. But nothing like this. I.. saw you and felt you in my mind"
"I know.. it was - It seemed like we were almost one"
"Have you know any other Wolfgen so.. feel like this"
"Never. But - you know what we did was punishable.. by death - you know.. mating with each other"
"Yes", he pondered, "But I wondered why the hatred against twinks was so great. Could this be why.
Gingerly I kneeled in front to him and unsheath myself - and watched as his own member was slid out. Swallowing I rubbed my member against his.. Nothing. It - felt nice, but not such a intensity as it was before. What could the trigger be?
Looking up into Chy face I could see the puzzlement written on his face.
"Marc - think of someing.. arousing - as will I.
Closing my eyes so I would not have to look at him I joggles my sheath - willing the warmth and desire to flow and allowing myself a small smile I felt my body respond. I could also hear the soft chuff as Chy did likewise and then almost giggled at I though of two errant schoolkits doing the same - and that was when we brushed together.
Coming down again - feeling his warm arms around me, and mine around him. Panting in each other's ears I felt a closeness that I'd never felt before. Waiting for the feelings and the closeness to end - but they didn't. In one night all reticent and hesitation had been burned from my soul
Releasing him I looked into his eyes
"Chy.. my heart will shrivel if I do not speak these words. I.. Love you. You are the first lover that I have had without the guilt of causing another's passing"
Chy smiles "Marc - I feel the same. My training and teaching tells me that what we did was wrong - but my heart tells me that it was not. But - if we are found then we are dead. Other Wolfgens will know"
We pause.. thinking in our own minds again, so many questions and so many decisions. Would he kill me and hide his thoughts deeps. Shall I do the same, then I heard his voice
"Marc.. who is Larenda"
I froze. Had he seen that in me. My deepest secret and my most treasured memory
"She.. she was a fur who was, sentenced to breeding duty. I was to be her inseminator."
Chy nodded slowly "You seem to have some feelings for her?"
"Yes. She.. taught me how to love. She was a teacher, her mate was suspected of resistant activities. And she was assigned to Breeding Duty. Normally - I would err.. knock out my charge and take her. But Larenda - she had an inner strength, and well - she told me that she had taught a lot of things - but never taught a Wolfgen to woo. Its not something that I can ever use, but it was a tenderness that I'd never knew existed. The tender touches, the hugs, the cuddles, the gentle play and then the act of loving. But it was over so quick. She had given me the gift of love.. and.. and I - gave her the release of death. Chy - it was a wonderful time that I spent with her. Such feelings I had never felt for another. You and I both know what happens when we breed"
Chy blanched at some memories "I was present at a birthing. I.. Would not wish that on any fur. Regardless of what she had done. The others.. just laughed at her screams, until the ripping and tearing made them stop. It was never like that for my birthing. I was Vat bred"
"And so was I Chy. Vat bred. I could not let that happen to her, so I.. killed her. It was fast and kind. You know what will happen to me if the Council finds out"
Chy smiles "It will be safe within be. But I cannot guarantee what will happen if another scans me.
"Chy - Who is Rissh"
It was his time to squirm
"Rissh was a young fur in my patrol area. He was a friendly cheeky fellow - and I like him a lot. We often joked about life in general. And he spoke well of me in the area too. There was much I overlooked there - things that didn't harm the Council. "
I smiled "To accept other furres right to a little comfort and hope. I have done that
"Well -There were a couple of warehouses that I patrolled, quietly padding down between the stack of boxes. And I heard some heavy panting"
I smiles - waiting to hear of some details of some petty theft
"I looked over some crates and there - hidden from casual view was Rissh, on his knees, with another male on top of him - I never realized that Rissh was a twink, and knew that my discover would send him to the camps.
I coughed, and the other fur saw me and ran - he was a fox I never saw before, but - well - you know how we are build and it was obvious that Rissh was going to run fast for a few minutes."
"Rissh tried to run, but tripped and fell - so I caught him. I was at a dilemma. I felt a genuine friendship to Rissh - but his actions were.. could not turn him in.. Rissh was in a panic so I told him that I would let him go. But he must leave the area - incase I was deep-scanned and his actions found.
Rissh was very grateful and hugged me.. it was the first time that I had been hugged by another. It felt strange but comforting. Then Rissh ask if he.. could give me a gift. I was puzzled and said yes, and quickly found his paws inside my shorts and around my sheath. I'd never been touched by another there and it felt.. nice, very nice , and closed my eyes to enjoy the feelings. Until I felt his mouth around me, and his paws gripping my knot. I lost it Marc.. totally. I humped, I gripped his head. I fucked his mouth until I felt my knees give way. But he enjoyed it.. he kept sucking and rubbing me until I had nothing more to give..
What surprized me was that after that he thanked me. I should have thanked him for what he had shown me. We rested and talked. He told me of his feelings for other males, not as a subversive activity but a genuine love and caring for his partners. Like a female - but for a male.
Then he asked if I would.. do what the fox was doing to him. Asked.. he begged for me to cover him. To put my maleness under his tail"
I cautiously asked "Did you"
"Chy nodded in his shame "It.. felt wonderful. I was all the way inside him.. and he told me that he liked it.. Loved it.. and I was emptying my balls into him. And then it was over. I could not give him no more of my lust, and my maleness shrunk and slipped from him. Then we parted. I moved some crates over our.. mating place to cover out scent.. and then myself - I fell into a open septic - to cover my scent"
"Did you.. ever see Rissh again"
Chy shook his head "He took my advice and fled. And I have been holding this inside me for over a year. Worried that it till rise to the surface and been seen"
We pauses again - hugging close for warmth rather than lust.
"Chy.. you seem to be disappointed in what the State is doing"
I felt him tense in the dark, and then sigh softly. "Marc - if there was a way I could wipe my existence from this earth I would. I know some of us enjoy causing terror and pain - that's is the way the State controls its people. Behave or one of us will either tear them limb for limp, or erupts from within them is they are female. The broken bodies, the pits, the scent of burnt fur and carbonised flesh. I.. try and hide it by being the comic, but it is a mask - nothing more."
"I know what you mean. I know Larenda's cubs are safe - I made sure of that. They are no longer with State borders and I hope that they will grow strong and forget their life here. The knowledge that they are somewhere give me strength to go on."
So we clung to each other, fur and iron like muscles hiding inner fears. I could feel the decision growing within him, and I knew that it was growing within me too. Our home was too dangerous for us. We had to leave. But how!!!
We would be recognized instantly within our borders, and outside - well, we would be the only of our kind. And we would not be welcome - about a welcome as a tonne of Tueers poop in the middle of a party.
Would we be hated - definitely, we were the weapons of the state and we did our job knowing what we did. Death outside or death here was our options - but I knew what would happen to us if the State found us first. Dissections, vivisection's to see if the rot that we were could spread, and why use clean knifes and anesthetic for something already lost.
Death by our own hands - maybe that too. Not something I'd prefer to contemplate the thought of giving up breath that easily and I might as well do some decent damage before I went down.
Escape - a chance - to change, I smiled as I realized that Chy was listening in and his thoughts were influencing mine.
"Marc - we could leave here and get across the border. We may not be welcome, but if.. you there with me that I could survive" I nod "Chy I could live like that.. would want me to be.. your.."
Chy turned and licked my muzzle "twink, sex toy?"
I pause - feeling for a moment Larenda's presence, what should I do.. would Chy want me as my mate.. So that I could teach him the things she taught me that night.. I decide, and almost feel her smile as her presence departs.
"Chy - I was thinking of Lifemate.. Would you be that for me..?"
Arms tightened around me and a tongue wormed into my maw as his answer was shown in actions and not mere words.
Dawn came slowly in the bleak winter day. Two white furred figures moves slowly beneath the straw. I have spent the night stroking Chy's pelt and showing him tenderness. He was a fast learner - almost as this was a natural part of us. But with daylight we had to make a decision.
"Chy - which borders and how.."
Chy furrowed his brow and thought.. "East.. its closer. There are only a few towns between us and the border"
"Ok East it is - towards the sun and a new beginning."
Chy punched my arm gently "Stop being the poet and think as a warrior, besides - there might be someone who can help us.. Someone who owes me a favor."
I look into his green eyes and searched in his mind "Rissh - you kept track of him"
"Yes - well - I never reported him so he just moved and re-registered his location. He about 50 miles from here. The State won't worry if we are spotted there but we better keep our distance from other Wolfgens"
He ran his fingers over my arm and I felt the electricity build in the air between us.
"Yes - if we brush together in our current state we'd be noticed" I grimaces - fighting down my arousal again "Chy - It would be best if we don't touch for a while.."
Sadly he agreed and dressed, as did I - feeling the still damp fabric slide over my fur.
Looking out the snow had lightened which was good - it would cover our tracks and still allow us to move. We turned and started feeling a part of us end with each step..
We made the town by nightfall the next day. Luckily we found several villages where we could 'obtain' some food. Not having money we had to play the thuggish Wolfgen to get bread and Cheese. Luckily we did not encounter any other Wolfgens - but it would not be long until the State started to wonder where we got to and trace our movements.
Chy stopped a passerby and enquired of a street, and then headed off down increasingly narrow alleys until we reached a dimly lit square. There were several boarding houses there with most of the outside windows curtained over. He climbed up a set of stairs and knocked at a one of the doors.
With the light fading fast I saw the door open a crack and then slam shut.. sounds of rapid movement issued from within as Chy broke the lock with one blow and raced in.
I followed to see him disappearing through in a backroom where a terrified voice was pleading for mercy. Fearing the worse I raced in to see Chy pinning a red fox against a wall and then wrapping his hand around its muzzle to quieten its screams.
"Rissh. Rissh.. It me Chy.. Quiet - please - we are NOT here to harm you.. OK.."
Rissh looked back at him - his eyes wide with terror , and when almost panicked when he saw my form in the background. Being one of the largest furs in the State our form is unmistakable.
I step forth and spoke as well "Rissh - I'm Marcus. I'm a friend of Chy, and we do need your help..."
Chy released him and stepped back but Rissh - still panic stricken tried to make a run for it so I caught him and gave him a clip to knock him out.
"Marc - I wish you had not done that.."
"I know Chy but if he had escaped then we'd be lost.."
Chy nodded and lightly bound the unconscious fox and dropped him onto the bed.
I went and closed the front door and looked around. Rissh it seemed lived alone and might not be missed for a few hours. Hopefully long enough to talk..
About 15 mins later Rissh groaned and opened his eyes to see Chy. I had decided to wait in the main room so to give them time to talk. I closed my mind and ears to give them the privacy they needed - but after a few minutes Chy appeared at the door and called me in.
Rissh sat on the bed - his binding gone, and look at me with a mixture of fear and surprize.
"Hello Rissh, I'm Marcus. I think you know Chy.. my.." and I closed my eyes for a moment and decided "My lifemate"
Rissh looked at Chy and then at me. "Yes Rissh - Chy and I are twinks - like yourself and we need a place to stay, before we leave to get over the border. Chy showed you a kindness when he found you and your lover, would you do the same for us."
Chy and I both hunkered down so we could look Rissh in the eyes
"Your.. both.. "
We nodded.
Rissh let out a small whoosh of breath, still unsure if this was a sick game before we took him to the camp to be killed.. Or whether the unthinkable had happened and we WERE twinks.
"I need something to drink.. and eat.. " Rissh stood and walked past us to the kitchen area - looking straight ahead as he tried to clear the confusion from his thoughts.
We heard clinks of a mug and the sound of a lid being removed from a pot on a hearth. The aroma of a stew caused our mouths to water and stomachs to growl in protest.
"Rissh came back in holding some mugs and handed them to us. "I don't want you to stay here. Ok. I not sure if I even believe you. NO! - I don't want to watch.. but there is someone I want to talk to."
We nodded.
"I'm going out. If I decide to return then we'll go somewhere. Otherwise you'll never see me agains. Chy - I will dissappear!!. No even you will find me. OK"
I spoke with Chy in his mind "Let him go. He need to feel that he has come control of this situation."
"Yes Marc - I hope he will help us otherwise it will be a good fight."
Whislt we spoke Rissh finished his stew and grabbed his money pouch. "I will be back soon.."
Waiting seemed like an eternity. Rissh like many furs used the rising and setting of the sun for their routines so there was no timepieces. Finally I heard steps outside - only one pair, and the door opened and Rissh walked in.
"We have to go somewhere - I'll walk ten yards ahead and you follow. No closer. We will be watched by others.
We nodded and followed him back out and waited until he had reached the ten yards and started off. It was not easy to see him but with our height I could see his ears bobbing in the dim light. There were so many turns and twists to our journey. Rissh was taking no chances at us re-tracting our steps, and we would have to have an excellent knowledge of the town to know where we were.
Finally turned and stepped into a barn beckoning us to follow. As we stepped inside the lights went out and we here hit/tripped from behind.
I felt a knife pressing against my neck and a harsh voice whispered "One move you white furred bastard and your dead.. and your partner as well"
As I lay hands grabbed my arms and legs and bound me. I gave no resistance - my fight was with the State and not with these individuals. My death at their hands would be better than some of the other options.
Hoods were places over us and we were dragged/carried to a truck and bundled inside.
Again we journeyed but this time we had no idea of where we were. I could talk to Chy and that was a blessing for we had been gagged as well. Then the truck stopped and I could here some voices arguing outside.
"Kill them - Verndt - what were you thinking bring those two here"
"We could torture them and get information"
"Revenge - remember my son.."
And Rissh's voice arging back "Chy I know. He was always fair and he helped me more than once. The other I don't know - but if what they say is true then they may be Wolfgen but they are also in danger."
The voices moved away from the truck and then returned - but a consensus had been reached between them. Hands grabbed us and dragged us out. I felt Chy next to me as we sat, and then the hoods were pulled from us.
Harsh light glared into our eyes and we could make out some figures hidden behind the light
"I don't know what trick you two are doing - but there is no way the State know where you are. You've no transmitters and there ain't another Wolfgen to hear you.. So one wrong word and your dead meat.. and possibly good riddence to you as well"
I spoke with Chy again and discussed option - but actions speak louder than words - so I tensed my arms and broke my bonds - as did Chy. Turning to look at him I embraced him, wrapping my arms around him. We kissed - worming our tounges into each others muzzles and that touch spurred us to new heights.
Somewhere our cloths got lost and I felt Chy's heat on my belly - his scent filling my nostrils - and then a prodding maleness that brushed against mine.
We came down from our passion, panting with the effort and the release. There could have been the chance that that was the last time we could show each other our love.
A quiet cough reminded us that we still had an audience. "Well - that's the strangest sight I've ever need. Even stranger than when I walked in on my son as found him balling his best mate. Bloody hell - a pair of Wolfgen twinks. What next."
Rissh step into the light from behind us. It only too a glance to show that he had enjoyed the spectacle - his loincloth tenting and dampened from his internal pressures.
"Sorry Chy - I did'nt believe you - I thought this was some kind of a trick to get at the resistance"
Chy nodded "And now"
Rissh grinned "Reminded me of a certain barn when you err.. " and he did have the good grace to blush!!!
A older ferrit walked into view "Ok you two - you better put your cloths back on whilst we decide what to do with you. We might still kill you - but for now we'll consider getting you out of here. Sheesh - Flying Cows and Farting Flowers... " he shook his head and continued to mutter obscenities.
The next few days we hid - food was brought to us - but we had each other and we made good use of the time. So many years we had missed in loving another and we were trying to make up for it.
Rissh even joined us one night after bringing us food. And it a was a joy to love another fur and know that they would not die from it. I was taller and more heavily built than Chy, and that made other things larger in proportion. I did not think much of it but Rissh certainly did wanting me to mount him again and again.
Then one morning we were disturbed from our slumber. Freddie - the older ferret that was the local leader of the resistance cells stood there with some others.
"Ok you two - we need you to stand so we can measure you. We've talked to our contacts and persuaded them to take you. New are not happy about it but they've never met any of you buggers before."
We stood and another fur - a panda walked around us and took out height and shoulder width. "We are going to put you in some crates. Hide them under some other crates and ship you out. Prob is - I know your kind and read each others minds so I'm not sure how you'll go at the checkpoints"
Chy spoke up "How long will the journey be - where the checkpoints are."
Freddie thought "About 4 hours will really tricky. The rest be OK"
I knew what Chy was thinking.. and I shuddered..
We stood on the dock. Stooped and covered by cowls so to disguise what we were. Freddie had his truck there with a bath shoved in the back.
"Your sure you want to do this" He asked nodding.
"It's the only way I think. Drugs can knock us out but there is still the mental sounds. We need something that will almost stop those as well. I hope your friends on the other side remeber what to do.
Freddie nodded as Chy climbed up into the truck and lay down in the ice filled bath.
I turned looked down at the ferret "Why are you helping us.."
"Call me a softy for your kind. My lad was a twink. I always knew he was one. Tried to beat it out of him for his own good but it made no difference. He was what he was"
I nodded "but that is not all of it."
Freddie turned away and gazed into the horizon where I could see the smoke stacks of the nearest camp. And I did'nt have to ask any more.
So I joined Chy. Letting the cold seep into my limbs. First the violent shuddering of the muscles, then the peace as once drifts into a cold slumb......
Voices.. sounds.. nothings..
"Were loosing him - come-on Breath.. BREATH.. "
I gasp - air burning my throat.. and then the feeling of someone hitting my chest hard..
Silence and darkness..
Then a soft beep.. beep.. beep.. with my heart keeping its pace..
I breath softly - not daring to open my eyes.
"Doctor - he's awake I think."
I try and move but my hands are tied
"Easy there - you a heavy fellow when you start to thrash around "
I try and talk. I know Chy is close - I can feel his mind.
"Don't try and talk. Just now. Your safe, that was some trick cooling yourself like that but we almost lost you both. Your friend faired better than you. And he has been asking to see you."
I nodded - eyes still closed, then I felt him touch me..
"Marc - love.. its going to be ok.. rest..."
And that I did.
Debriefing took ages. We were questioned again and again. Our loyalties were examined and dissected. But our questioners and soon to be friends were honest people. They did not like what the State was doing to its populace - but we talked and talked freely about what we had seen.
Released now we were given an apartment and left to decide what we wanted to do. We knew we were being watched but as the days turned into weeks the watchers became further away. We made friends - and our love for each other was accepted.
However - I was troubled. Call it conscience or the need for atonement for my past deeds, so I approached the authorities as asked if I could help those who had helped me. Time was my friend now that I had Chy at my side, and with time comes trust.
I stood - looking across the no man's land to the border. Hearing footsteps I turned to see Max - the commander of the resistance over here.
"Marc - you don't have to go."
"Max my friend. I must. " and he nodded knowing that he could no dissuade my from my quest. I was returning - but this time my claws and teeth would be for the people.. not for the State.
End for Now.. Read Escape for the next part