The Afterglow
It was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. Anyone can be a witch at midnight under a full moon. It was past 3 am and he had been awoken by a hand on his shoulder, shaking him urgently. His eyes opened to an unfamiliar ceiling and the usual questions of "Who am I?" "Where am I?" "Am I wearing clothes?" filled his head and were promptly banished. A finger pressed against his lips and words were whispered into his ear barely above the threshold of hearing, the voice one of a distant memory his sleep addled brain could not yet recollect.
"I want to tell you a secret."
And so Kenny blinked once or twice and he closed his eyes once more. 'What is it? What's the secret?' The Fox asked sleepily. Just a moment ago he could have sworn he was skinned alive . . . but that was just a dream. Just a terrible, terrible dream. He was back in the real world where he belonged, in a dark room lying down atop a nice comfortable bed naked right next to another man.
Well, that was definitely awkward for him but hey, at least he still had his fur on him in one piece. Still though, Kenny was just a bit afraid to find out why he was in this room naked with another man. Another man who had the scent of his best friend, a Husky named Andrew.
Kenny opened his eyes once again and scanned the room. Moonlight came in through the window and a beige rug covered the floor. The room had a bookshelf in the corner, a T.V to the left, and a guitar right next to the bookshelf. Kenny was in Andrews' bedroom.
'Well . . . um . . . I think I'm. . .' Andrew paused and it hit Kenny like a pile of bricks, he just slept with his best friend, how the hell did this happen? When did this happen? And how far did they go? Thankfully Kenny's ass felt intact so he knew for sure whatever it was the two of them did it didn't involve him getting rammed up the ass by his own best friend.
'I think I'm gay.' Andrew finally finished and in the next few moments following Kenny was living through perhaps the most awkward moments of his life. Seriously, he was lying naked next to his friend who just came out to him after they fucked . . . or did something.
'Kenny . . . ?' The Husky had a certain fear in his voice.
'Give me a moment Andrew, please, just give me a moment. I'm suffering through a serious mind fuck at the moment.'
And in the silent dark bedroom of his best friends home Kenny tried to remember what happened. Did he drink too much? No, Andrew didn't have any liquor at his house so that would be impossible. Did he smoke too much? No, Andrew would never let Kenny smoke here, otherwise his parents would murder the both of them.
Kenny let out a confused sigh and wrapped his arms beneath his head. 'Andrew.' Kenny called out softly.
'Yes . . .?'
'What did we do? What happened?'
And there was no reply. This must have been just as awkward for Andrew as it was for Kenny. Kenny turned his head to the Husky and he saw Andrew was facing the opposite direction.
'Andrew?'
'I'm not a virgin anymore.' Andrew stated shamefully. Finally Kenny remembered a few things from earlier that night. He remembered how he sat on the bed and closed his eyes while he felt the huskies tongue for a first time, and he remembered how he mounted the Husky a bit too willingly for a man that was supposedly straight.
In fact it was his idea to do this in the first place. Kenny asked Andrew if he wanted to experiment, for fun, and some how it ended up like this. And good god, this was just as much Kenny's first time as it was Andrew's. His first time was with a man, his best friend . . . was he gay?
And then for a moment Kenny thought about Heathers tits and he was just as interested in them as he was before he stuck it in Andrew. He definitely wasn't gay, there was no denying he liked tits. And then Kenny thought about Andrew. Well, he was kind of cute, actually. Cute in an innocent way. He never really knew too much about sex and when anything sexual was brought up he would always act really shy and he has a pretty cute smile too.
To be honest Kenny always found the huskies shyness a bit attractive. Finally Kenny opened his mouth to speak but he couldn't think of anything to say.
'You think your parents heard us?' Kenny wanted to ask something else, something personal or sincere because he was concerned about Andrew, but he couldn't think of anyway to ask it.
'They were gone all day, but I'm sure they're back now. . . are we still friends?'
And the answer to that question Kenny did not know. The awkwardness was slowly subsiding but he still felt a cluster fuck of different feelings, guilt being one of the most dominant.
'I don't know . . . you're kind of cute and . . . well, Heathers not into me is she?'
'I don't think so.'
'Yeah . . . How about tomorrow morning I take you out for some coffee?'
'I wouldn't mind.' Andrew replied now a bit cheered up. Finally the Husky turned around to face Kenny and his blue eyes met with Kenny's brown eyes.
'And can we both agree that this never happened?'
'I'd prefer it that way.'
'Good. Maybe if there's a next time we can actually get something right.'
Andrew let out a very small chuckle. 'So you're gay?'
'No, I'm not gay.'
'So what are we then? Back to being friends? Are we a couple? I'm confused.'
Kenny looked over what he could of the Huskies body and considered the answer in his mind. 'How about friends with benefits?'
'Um . . .' the husky blushed and Kenny gave him a warm smile. Andrew wasn't really sure if he wanted this. For years he had the hopeless dream of having Kenny with him for just one night and somehow now that it happened it didn't seem quite as wonderful as he had imagined. He felt kind of dirty. He didn't have have perfect expectations for his first time and the two of them often joked on how virgins couldn't do anything sexual correctly. Funny how those jokes seemed now that they did it.
Andrew always felt he had to save him self for that special someone that he loved and for that special person that loved him.
'So . . . do you love me?' Andrew asked and between the two of them there was yet another silence. Kenny honestly didn't have a clue on how he was supposed to reply to that.
'Well . . . um . . . I don't know. Keep in mind it's like 3:00 AM in the morning.'
'Yeah, I guess you're right. Sorry for waking you up.'
'Not a problem. I was having a nightmare anyway.' Kenny reached his paw underneath his pillow and closed his eyes to finally go back to sleep given that all of Andrews recent problems were resolved. Meanwhile Andrew pondered.
'Kenny.' Andrew reached his paw out for the Foxes shoulder and Kenny let out an annoyed groan.
'What is it Andrew?'
'Would you mind if I held on to you?'
'If you're willing to give me your pillow and let me sleep then no, I won't mind at all.'
Andrew took his pillow from beneath his head and passed it to Kenny who stacked it atop of the pillow he was originally resting on. Once again he closed his eyes and he felt the other males arms wrap around him, the huskies chest against his, and then he could feel Andrews package against his.
'Jesus Christ-'
'Sorry, I thought you had pants on!'
'Oh, forget it. Good night, Andrew.'
'Good night Kenny.' Once more the Fox closed his eyes and Andrew embraced Kenny as Kenny embraced him back. As they held each other the husky had felt a certain peace. There was still a great amount of regret in what the two of them had done but he was optimistic that maybe tomorrow would bring good things. Andrew too closed his eyes and he nearly drifted into sleep when he felt a paw pet the back of his head. 'Kenny?' He asked.
'Would you like a good night kiss?' Kenny continued stroking Andrew's head fur.
'I. . . um . . . this is kind of sudden and . . .' Andrew blushed and just like that Kenny held Andrew closer and pressed his muzzle against the other males muzzle. They kissed far longer then Kenny had planned. At first Andrew was a bit shy and taken aback from how direct Kenny was but he got into the spirit of things soon enough. After a fair amount of time the two of them broke the kiss and Andrew rested his head on Kenny's shoulder.
'You know, that was better then the sex.' Andrew said as he nuzzled Kenny.
'You think so?'
'Yeah, you're a really good kisser.'
'That or I'm terrible at sex. Andrew,'
'What is it?'
'Do you think . . . how the hell do I ask this?'
'If we can be boy friend and boyfriend?'
'Yeah, I guess that works.
'I'd love to.'
'Good. But let's not make this public, okay? I don't want everyone calling me 'the gay kid' in school.
'Okay. No one will no except for me and you.' Andrew replied.
'Do you promise?'
'Yes. I promise.'
Kenny was just a bit doubtful about Andrew's promise but none the less he hoped for the best. He never thought in a million years he'd have sex with a boy and he never thought he'd have sex before kissing someone but somehow it happened and regrets aside it was probably a choice for the better. He lied in bed for awhile in an eerie silence and there was a final thing on his mind which he felt he had to get off his chest.
Andrew Kenny was about to call out but it was too late, the husky was already sleeping. Kenny wanted to apologize to his best friend for fucking him in the ass before kissing him but it wasn't going to happen and by now it probably didn't matter anymore, Andrew was happy. It repeated in Kenny's mind that maybe his choice was thought out far too hastily and that maybe a guy - even Andrew - wasn't for him . . . but maybe a relationship with his best friend was going to work out, maybe.
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There we go. That's my submission for the midnight secret. Someone stated that most of the submissions were going to be horror related and I decided I'd try and do something a tad unexpected, I love surprises! I understand the beginning doesn't perfectly flow perfectly with the rest of the story but oh well. All in all this was a story about sex without any fap material (except for two naked guys kissing in a bed I guess)