FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

By: Attrarack

If you didn't read the first chapter go and do so now, it's short and really contributes to what's going on here!!!

(Chapter 1 URL: http://sofurry.com/index.php?pid=139785)

Sin woke up knowing one feeling. Satisfaction. But back to the routine, because he couldn't be chasing dreams. It was a matter of reality. He had a job to go to. He got off the ground and dusted himself off as he looked to the sky. The sky was blue, and the clouds were dark and amorphous.

Sin's work seemed to be a figurative auto-pilot to him. Something else was plaguing his mind. But it was cloudy, hazy. He remembered what could only seem like a fantasy to him. He remembered bear on two legs, and a name, "Nantego". It was quite clear to him that only one thing could have happened. He fell asleep walking and came up with silly dreams. Sin thought it was silly to dwell on a dream. He and Adel had plans to meet up after work.

Sin met up with Adel at her house, it was a nice condominium over on the east side of the park, and it had a glass wall that out looked over the park. Sin knocked on the door twice anticipating Adel's answer. The door opened up to Adel with an excited expression on her face. She had beautiful green eyes and flowing red hair. She smiled at him and waved him in. He walked in eager to relax.

Adel ushered Sin into the living room where she hugged him and said "Sin guess what?" in her smooth voice. And before he could reply, smoke passed over the room and a sound of bubbling was everywhere. The universe had sighed a deep breath and he exhaled with it. He started walking to the paneled glass that overlooked the park. On his feet, he felt lighter than the air around him. He pushed his hand against the glass. Adel is passed out on the couch. He stares out to Zage Park as a flock of crows swoop out of tree heading north. His eyes began to feel heavy.

The air around him grew warm and he knew what he had to do, he had to know. He covered Adel with a blanket and locked the door behind him as he left the apartment. He shambled down the stairs with scintillating thoughts passing through his head. He felt the paradigm had changed; a new variable has been introduced. He made his way to the doors as he slammed his body weight against the doors, with a slow start but a forceful swinging open to he sound of crickets and arbitrary light sources. Sound flooded over him. There were lights of cars passing, a truck backfiring a block away, and the low hum of the lights overhead. Sin waited for the cars to clear before he shuffled across the street into Zage Park.

He walked along the darkened but glowing path; the lights in the park were not on for some reason. The moon was full lighting the way. Sin kept walking down the path of Zage with no clear aim in his mind when he came to the bend. Something that tasted so familiar, like the the taste of eggnog that reminds you of every time you tasted it before. It was so peculiar; Sin looked to the left into the bushes. The quiet, that calm overcoming the night. The sky was a black raven with glistening eyes everywhere. Sin stepped into the bushes and sat down, closing his eyes as the night swallowed him up.

Sin closed his eyes as the sensation of water permeated through the ground into his body. He felt wet, his whole body wet, and he opened his eyes. He was shocked to gaze into the depths of amber eyes with dilated pupils that seemed to look into his very soul. In shock he jumped back and the eyes was gone. Sin called out "Nantego?" And from that a rustle and a driving force splayed him out spread eagle on the ground. A fox had his arms and legs pinned down. Sin could only look into the serene and fiery flecks of orange in the fox's face.

"Where did you hear that name human?" the silky smooth voice of this fox whispered in his ear forcefully. Sin was trembling.

"I'm not sure... I heard it here somewhere."

The fox forced his claws into Sins flesh. "Are you sure you don't remember?" he said roughly.

Sin grimaced and said "I... don't know" and with that the fox retracted his claws.

The fox stared at him for a couple minutes, and judging by his emotional expressions he was doing a couple things. First, he was sizing him up. Secondly, the fox was judging his integrity. And then subsequently for just almost a fleck of a second there was a look of lust in his eyes. The fox got up on his hind legs, and it was so familiar.

The fox turned away from him and swished his bushy tail. "My name is Mahoohe" the fox said softly. The fox was 5"10" with a very lean build, his fur was a light orange at the sides that was a gradient to a deep orange-red as it met in the center.

"I'm Sin" he replied. He got up and dusted himself off, and before he even got a chance. Mahoohe swooped him up into his arms and started running. Running at no human speeds, if Sin had to gauge it he was running at about 30 mph. The wind whirled around him; gusts of wind were left where he passed. Overhead was the sight of branches, canopies, and forest animals quickly glancing. Mahoohe came to an abrupt halt and Sin lurched forward in his arms. Mahoohe dropped him to the ground. "Oomph" Sin grunted as he hit the soft ground. He got back on his feet.

Mahoohe put his finger to his mouth, gesturing to Sin to be quiet. Mahoohe extended his hand and helped pull Sin to his feet. Mahoohe pointed out towards one of the asphalted paths. Sin saw Erik, a police officer he encountered before on his night walks. Erik was in uniform, dark beige with a yellow stripe down the side of the pant leg. The heavy gun belt was around his waist, and who could forget the shiny badge on his chest. Erik was about 6'0 and heavyset and a very large man.

Mahoohe said to Sin "That's your target? Ready?" Mahoohe's claws started glowing green as he started mumbling something. Sin realized it was an incantation. Sin was confused "Wait what?" he said. He was interrupted when Mahoohe slashed his neck with his claws leaving a glowing residue.

He had been transformed back to the black wolf that was inside him. The smog had cleared in his mind, he remembered everything, Nantego, Mahoohe, and more importantly he felt something that could only be described as automatic learning or instinct. He knew what had to be done; something was swirling in his loins. He could not be caught; his identity must not be known. He took off his clothes and laid them in the bushes. His target was Erik. Sin knew were toxins building up in his blood slowly and the only way to contain them is to take a mark and release them and gratify each other.

Erik was heading towards the bend in the path where his back would be facing towards Sin. As soon as Erik's back faced toward Sin, Sin jumped out, sprinting and tackled Erik into the bush and sunk his teeth into his neck. Taking his other paw he covered Erik's mouth because he knew the transition was somewhat painful. Erik's transformation went much quicker than Sin's first taking only seconds for Erik's body to fill out with fur. Pinning Erik down was hard, as he was in more shape then Sin.

Sin leaned in and put his mouth right against Erik's ear and said "Please, relax... I promise I won't hurt you." Erik's body was still tense, but he stopped thrashing. Sin leaned back, and looked into Erik's hazel eyes; they were staring cautiously at him. This gave Sin the opportunity to actually look at Erik. Erik had transformed into a white wolf, his fur was a pure white as a clean sheet of snow covering the ground. Sin was already hard, his hard-on was poking against Erik's leg, but he must not have noticed. Sin focused at this point on getting Erik's gun belt off. He knew that if he pulled his gun and wounded Sin, and tried to run off; Erik would succumb to the poison.

"What is this" Erik said firmly, in such an authoritative tone. Sin replied calmly "Nothing you don't want at this point. You can call me Cujo."

With that Sin pressed his mouth to Erik's and deeply kissed him. Sin knew what was going through Erik's body, the same feeling that went through his body. A strong, concentrated, sexual heat. Sin started tasting every corner of Erik's mouth. In the heat of the kiss he felt his body become less rigid. Sin knew that this situation was still volatile; he had to take a safety measure. Enraptured in the kiss, Sin took the opportunity to quickly with nimble hands, unbuckle Erik's gun belt and tossed it aside a yard and a half.

Erik eyes realized what happened and his eyes went wide. Sin said to him "Please trust me, I don't want anybody to get hurt". With that, he let go of Erik and fell into his chest, his hard-on pressing against Erik's pant leg. Sin licked the spot on Erik's neck where he had bit into him. He whispered to Erik, "Sorry about biting you, let's get this uniform off of you. I don't want to get it dirty." With that Sin continued kissing him and started to unbutton the tan uniform shirt Erik had on. His tongue probed deep into Erik's mouth.

"Wow Erik you're so muscular, I never woul-" Sin said interrupting himself, realizing he made a mistake.

"How did you know my name?" Erik violently replied.

Erik threw Sin off of him and ran for his gun belt, pulling the gun out and aiming at Sin. "Get on the ground!" He yelled. Sin had two choices, a lunge using a paralytic swipe that Mahoohe had bestowed to him, or talking Erik down.

"Please, Erik, put the gun down. Erik, please listen. I have no intention on hurting you."

"And what exactly are your intentions?" Erik said roughly. There was a pause in the air. Sin had the face of contemplation. His eyes shifted down towards the ground, his face befuddled. He said softly "My intentions? I'm trying to find someone, but most importantly. I'm trying to keep us alive."

Sin wasn't afraid of getting shot, he knew the other option only lead to the end of both of them, he had to do whatever was in his power, and he didn't want to hurt Erik. He started slowly walking forward and stared into Erik's eyes. One step, two steps, four. He was now face to face with Erik and he whispered. "I hope you believe me." And with that, he pressed his mouth against Erik's and held the back of Erik's head as he slowly licked the corners of Erik's mouth. Moving down he nipped at the the neck and then wrapped his mouth around the carotid artery moving down Erik's neck. He could feel the pulse, the life force of Erik moving through the body.

Sin took off Erik's uniform shirt and hung it on a tree branch near by. Coming back, he noticed the gun still rigid in Erik's hand. A frown quickly flashed across Sin's face, but he knew he had his focus. His hands worked on unbuckling the belt, and undoing the zipper. He felt and groped the cop's hot shaft; he could feel it in his pants. It was so hard. He pushed down the pants a bit and Erik's cock sprang out. Without a second thought he took all of the wolf cock into his mouth. Erik sighed as if a disturbed phantasm had left his body. Erik's head was filled with fire, passion. He didn't know what was going at this point, but he was convinced there was no foul play involved. He turned the safety on and dropped the gun to the ground.

Sin rubbed his paw up and down Erik's chest as he took all of the wolf cock into his mouth. Sin took his other paw and reached around and started playing with Erik's tail hole. Erik moaned as pre-cum dribbled into Sin's mouth. Sin took in the sweet and salty taste of Erik's juice as he swallowed it down. Sin took Erik's hot cock out of his mouth and lapped at it with his long lupine tongue. Erik felt every lick, sending currents though his body as if his cock was a lightning rod.

Sin felt the rush of blood to his head and knew the time was close. Sin stood up and kissed Erik passionately as they both were caught up in the moment, and Erik swiftly probed into Sin's mouth with his tongue. It felt so good, their tongues intertwined with each other, almost joining them as one being. They jousted tongues for moments before Sin broke the kiss and whispered in Erik's ear "Take off you pants, I need to hang them up." Erik untied his boots and then took his pants off one pant leg at a time. Sin took them as well as picked the gun up from the ground, put it in the gun belt and hung them up both together.

Sin hurried back to Erik, kneeling down behind him and sniffing his tailhole. Erik's asshole emitted heat, Sin couldn't resist. Sin dove in with his tongue and lapped at the sweet scents that Erik emitted. It really put Erik in the mood and he decided to take over the situation. Erik quickly turned around and pushed Sin on his back. Erik lifted Sin's leg up and licked at his tailhole, spitting at it, giving it copious amounts of lubrication. Erik was so hard he felt he was about to burst.

Erik took his glorious erect wolf cock and shoved it into Sin's hot whole. Sin was overcome with a flash of pain that was immersed in his passion. He moaned out "Yes". This drove Erik to go faster. Each pound by Erik shifted and shaked Sin's body, causing him to arch his back every time he entered. Sin's hands came up to rub against Sin's black fur across his chest. Sins pupils dilated as he reached down to paw himself. Erik slowed down his pace as he bent his torso over to lick at Sin's nipples. Sin howled into the deep night as he shot his wolf seed all over his own chest. Erik pounded faster and faster as he licked up Sin's seed from his black fur. With that, Erik flooded Sin's insides with the white seed of a white wolf. Erik was panting hard and Sin said to him and "Niukonska" and Erik slowly lost consciousness as he said with little energy but enough to be audible "Thank you, Cujo". Their fur fell away from their skin and blew away in a gust of wind. Their tails melted into their skin.

Sins body surged with electricity, he was rejuvenated and shocked alive with life force. And he knew that was the beauty of the ritual. The practice was to risk life, to produce life and love. There is always something that has to be given up to receive.

He was on clean up duty tonight. He picked up Erik's uniform off the branches as he dusted it off and tried to clean him up the best he could. First he put on Erik's uniform shirt on Erik's limp lifeless body. Sin struggled at it at first but he got both arms in and buttoned it up. Then he had to pull up his limp body and prop it against the tree for the pants. It was hard but he finally got them on. Finally he put Erik's boots on him and laced them up. Finishing the touches he put the gun belt on. He laid him on the ground carefully not to dirty his uniform.

Sin waited around for an hour. He wanted to be there when Erik woke up, and it only took 30 minutes for a person to come back to consciousness. It was still dark out, but it became a little lighter as time was nearing daybreak. As Erik's eyes flickered open Sin was standing over him and laughing. "Erik are you okay? Did you fall asleep on your walk home through the park?" Erik chuckled a deep laugh with a tinge of guilt and fear in his voice "Yeah I guess so he replied. Sin put out his hand as he pulled Erik back to his feet. "You gotta be careful" Sin said with a warming smile on his face. "Anyways I have to go...-" Erik interrupted with "Sin, have you ever heard of a guy named 'Cujo'?". Sin put on a fake face of contemplation and Erik noticed it. Sin quickly replied with "No can't say that I have". Erik replied saying "Huh, well I guess I'll see you later then", as Erik stared daggers at Sin, Sin backed up out of the bushes and waved as he walked off. Erik just watched him closely as he walked away.

Authors Note: First I'd like say that there was a lot of work that went into this that made sure it had a really solid and killer plotline. All characters and concepts are copyrighted of Adrominik. Secondly I'd like to say there is someone I should have thanked for his help on the first chapter and the second chapter, thank you Dream.