FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

I fixed some of the mistakes in the first 3 chapters. I'm writing the 4th chapter now. This is an adult story featuring male furry characters engaging in sexual acts, so if you don't want to read this or if you are under the age of 18 (21 in some countries), please hit the back button or close this window now. Sorry in advance for mistakes :( Ok well this is my first attempt at a story so bear with me. Im not really sure how to do this... so I'm going to switch between 1st and 3rd person depending on where I need it. Check for the inner monologue. This is just a little story/series I've had in the back of my mind for a while. Francis is a normal 18 year old boy about to graduate highschool but something happens before he can finish school :O "Hello! My name is Francis." No, that won't do. "Hi, my name is Frank and this speech is about terrorism and how it..." I sighed and stared at myself in the mirror. " This is probably the lamest thing I have ever done in my entire life! I can't stand speech class!" I yelled out loud. The very idea of standing in front of my classmates and babbling about something I don't even care about is like nails on a chalkboard to me. I can't stand saying my name out loud but it's required for the damned speech. Hell, I wouldn't even be taking speech class if I didn't need it to graduate. My mom called me from downstairs "Honey are you ok?" I ignored her and grabbed my bag off of my bed. I just need to get this day over with somehow. Frank opened his door and walked casually down the stairs into the living room. "I'm fine," He said after making eye contact with his mother. She sighed, "You've only got a few weeks before you're finished with school. Try not to stress yourself out too much." Frank faked a bit of a laugh as he stepped out the front door. Thanks mom. *** His sad excuse for a car was just begging to be hauled off. Frank stood on the step as he looked over the wreck .What little paint was left on the car after years of abuse was chipping off, most of the body was rusted, one of the windows was even busted out and covered by a trash bag and duct tape. The driver side door groaned as Frank opened it, and again as he slammed the door shut when he plopped down into the hole ridden seat. "How's my shithole doing today?" he asked affectionately as he turned the ignition switch. The car shook and rattled as the engine struggled to turn over. I hate you too. The drive to school usually wasn't too bad and only took a few minutes but this was Friday. I'd like you to start this morning. I want you to start this morning. "I NEED YOU TO START YOU PIECE OF TRASH!" Frank yelled as he gritted his teeth. "Put, put, puh-puh-p-p-grAAHN!" The engine roared to life at last. After a short drive and a few near misses on his way to school, he finally made it. Every day it was the same thing. Pull in the entrance nearest the school, hope for a parking spot close to the front door, look around wildly for any sign of the elusive 'last one', and then finally finding a spot at the far end of the lot. Frank stepped out of his car and shut the door as hard as he could, half-hoping the car would just explode. "Clockwork." was all he said. The sign next to the entrance of the school read: "Stockton High School" with smaller letters below reading: "Equality And Excellence For All!" I bet. *** The drab, white walls of Stockton High were as inviting as ever. The narrow hallways were crowded with clusters of kids who shared the same affinity. The goths hung out down "A" hall by the water fountain. The preps stood by locker 417 which belong to Toby Keith -the most popular guy in school. The jocks always hung out in hall "C" which was closest to the gym and field house. The jocks, the jocks... I better move fast. It was too late. He was spotted. Frank sighed. "What? What did I do this time? he asked the tower standing in front of him. To be honest, Frank didn't even know the guy's name. Frank just knew he was on the football team, and to avoid him. The hulking teen smirked as he crossed his arms and said "Nothing much fag" he put emphasis on the last word. "I was just wondering what you were doing down our hallway?" he said as he pointed over his left shoulder to a group of other jocks oblivious to their conversation. Frank paused for a second trying to avoid eye contact. "I'm just trying to get to class before the bell rings. I thought I would take a shortcut today" he said honestly. The jock smiled, "Is that so? Well I don't think..." The jock was cut short by the tardy bell . Frank pushed passed him quickly and dove into his first class. First period for Frank was a blow off class he was taking just for the credit. He didn't even know what the class was for. Showing up on time and going to sleep was enough to get him a B in the class. His next two classes were Biology II and Trigonometry which both flew by pretty fast. Finally it was lunch time. His trig class was close to the cafeteria so he usually was one of the first people through the long line. It's sad, but he took the class just for that reason. Frank has gotten free lunches at school for as long as he can remember due to the low income of their household. It didn't bother him for others to know that he was so poor as it was pretty obvious. He sat down at his usual seat along with the same people he'd sat with for the last eight years of school. The six guys and two girls at the table barely acknowledged his presence anymore since he came out to them a couple years ago. Frank tried his best to forget their names since they weren't friends anymore, let alone on speaking terms. Frank quickly glanced around the table: David, Chris, Jacob, Travis, Jimmy, Brian, Meagan, Jan damnit! He tried his best to forget their names but he had too many fond memories from when they really were friends. Every time he saw any one of them at school, it was like a slap to his face -a constant reminder of what he had become. Frank quietly stood up to turn his try in before walking slowly to his next class. His last two classes were a combined block of two classes in the same room with the same teacher. "Senior English/Speech here I come!" he said sarcastically. Mrs. Franklin shut the door as the bell rang and all the students began to quiet down. "Well today, as you know, is the big day!" she exclaimed. "We'll be taking up both hours..." she paused as she looked at her watch before continuing "...so we have enough time to get everyone through with their speeches." Michael, a kid in the back moaned as he was called up to go first. The class went on for an hour and forty minutes before Frank was called up. His heart began to beat faster and his palms began to sweat as he moved towards the front of the class. He cleared his throat before beginning, "H-hello, my name is Fra-." Exactly four minutes after he had started, Frank finished up his "5 minute" speech to a feeble clap from the class. "Very good Francis," Mrs. Franklin chimed. She handed Frank a piece of paper with a critique of his speech on it as he walked by to go back to his seat. He was relieved to finally get the speech over with but was mortified at the big fat D on the paper. A fucking D? Is this a FUCKING joke? Frank would have to go to summer school and graduate late now. He rested his head in his hands and ignored the class for the last sixteen minutes. Mom is going to fucking kill me. *** I almost bolted out the door when the bell rang. I couldn't do anything but try and avoid people in the hallway while I stared at the floor all the way out. "Have a nice weekend," someone said as they bumped my arm. I didn't bother to check who it was. The whole walk to my car all I could think about was how I was going to tell mom that I'd be graduating late and not with the rest of my class. Maybe it's better this way. I wouldn't have to see any of those assholes from school at least. I stopped short of my car as my jaw dropped. Someone had written FAG in big, pink letters all over my car. It looked like spray paint but I didn't care about that anymore. All four of my tires had been slashed. "Have a nice weekend." rang in my ears so loud I wanted to scream. I'm going to kill that asshole. "Guess I'm walking then," I told myself. You start to notice things you've never noticed before when you walk somewhere instead of driving. The stop sign at Grandview Dr. had "Hammer time!" etched on it. I chuckled for a few minutes despite my bad mood. I finally reached my house after what seemed like an hour. Mom was home. She was always home since she baby sat kids. Our only real income is the child support from my father. I never really got to know him so I don't miss him that much. I slowly opened the front door to see my mom sitting on the couch watching television. "Oh! Hi honey," she said surprised "I didn't hear you pull up." I raised my head: "Yeah about that. The car isn't moving anytime soon," I muttered. "The car quit again honey?" she frowned. Yeah, something like that. I slowly walked up stairs without giving her an answer. Dropping my bag at the foot of my bed, I face planted into my pillow. I wish I had a new life. I passed out with that last thought. *** Mmmm what is this? This feeling...! My eyes shot open and came into focus. Oddly, I was taken in by the unfamiliar ceiling. The rustic wood support beams looked to be a hundred years old. I closed my eyes again Uuuuughn. What is that? I opened my eyes before remembering I could move. I looked down to see that I was naked, laying on a wooden floor and there was something furry in between my legs! "Aaah" I moaned. The fur on my lap rotated back to reveal that it was actually a head. What? A cat-person? My dick slipped out of his mouth as he smiled. "About time you woke up," he said softly. I sat up quickly and pushed against the floor as hard as I could, slamming my back against the wall behind me. I blushed hard as I tried to cover myself. "W-where are my clothes?" I stammered. "I dun know." the male cat person said, "What did you do with them?" What did I do with them? "I'm Miko," he said cheerfully "what's yours?" He had a soft voice and calico fur from what I could see. He was wearing what looked like some sort of light leather armor. His back... -a tail? Wow he has a tail! I smiled and looked back to his face. I just noticed he had two differently colored eyes. His left eye was silver or grey and his right eyes was golden yellow in color. Miko huh? It was hard to tell but he looked to be a little younger than me. Miko's brow furrowed, "Hello?" He started to speak again but his ears twitched and quickly looked over his shoulder towards the door as two people walked in. One was a human alright, but the other was a fox. A fox? The fox was just that; A male, human, fox thing. The colors where that of a red fox. The bright orange-red covered his body with white on his chin, neck, and down his chest. Black accented his eyes, ears, paws, and his tail. In my gawking, I had completely forgotten the predicament I was in. What... where the hell am I? Am I dreaming? The human looked down at me and then back over Miko who was creeping towards me on all fours. "Miko," he started, "who's your friend? You know Boss doesn't like anyone in the hideout without him knowing." Hideout? I met eyes with Miko and he smiled mischievously at me. Miko turned to the other human, "I duno Sheldon, I came out of my room and he was jus' laying there so I thought I'd play 'round a bit, thas all." Sheldon nodded slightly as the fox next to him clasped the hilt of his sword. "Easy there Keita, we don't know the situation yet," he said cooly. I didn't notice the fox was armed when he came in. Now I was beginning to get more nervous if not frightened. "So, Sheldon started again, "Where do you hale from stranger? It's apparent you're not from around here." I looked up at him and realized what he meant. His skin was almost red in color. He had brown hair and eyes that were as black as charcoal that didn't appear to reflect light or gleam at all. In comparison, I was extremely pale due to the seclusion in my room and I had shaggy blonde hair with eyes as blue as sapphires. "S-Stockton," I meeked out. Sheldom shifted uncomfortably, "I've traveled across the vast lands of Daemia and I consider myself rather worldly yet I've never heard of this 'Stoktan'". "Daemia?" I choked out, "Is that where this is?" "Are you mad? Daemia is the planet we live on!" Sheldon shouted nearly at the top of his lungs. The silent fox interrupted: "Forgive my brashness, my name is Keita. How is it you arrived here in our hideout?" I liked his name. He pronounced it Kay-tuh and I'd go as far to say he was pretty cute. Despite my first impression of him, he seems very debonair. Maybe I coul... "Oh, I'm not sure," I blurted out quickly. "I went to sleep and when I woke up I was here." I could tell that Miko was starting to get impatient with the whole ordeal. "Well? Can I keep him?" Miko finally asked. "He'll need a name," Sheldon said as he uncrossed his arms. "Oh yeah!" Miko chimed. "I assed earlier but u two barged in her 'for he cud answer me!" Oh here it comes. I was about to have to say my name out loud to complete strangers. Great. I sighed. "My name is Fr-" Why? I could change my name. I don't care if this is a dream and I wake up an hour from now. I hate Francis. I paused for a second before smiling. Perfect. "My name is Corbin,"I said trying to sound casual. "Well Corbin, consider your stay temporary until Boss sees to this, Sheldon paused, "Miko, could Corbin fit into some of your garments?" Oh...I forgot I was naked. I started to blush again and reminded myself make sure I was covered. "I hope he can," Miko said under his breath. Miko flashed me a toothy grin before grabbing my hand, "Come on! You can sleep with me tonite!" *** [Yes the main character changed his name from Frank to Corbin.] *** Miko and I rushed into the adjacent room. It was dark and smelled like leather. "Hol on," Miko said as he rummaged around. He quickly walked back to me at the door, grabbed my hand and turned the palm up. "Hol this a sec." he commanded as he dropped something in my hand. Cold! "Ah!" I tried to interject as the object almost fell from my hand. Miko struck a match and opened the whole room to my eyes. I looked down as he lit the candle I was holding. Oh, a candle. I started to loosen up now that I could see. The room was larger than I expected. "Sorry, I like to keep it dark 'cus the light hurts ma eyes," Miko tried to explain apologetically. Right, because he's a cat. He doesn't need as much light to see. I smiled and nodded to him as he passed by me to shut the heavy wooden door. The door slammed flush as Miko raced to bolt the door. Something shiny caught my attention on the wall to my left. I tried to peer across the dimly lit room to see what was causing my mind to wonder. Wow. The entire length of the wall was covered in an assortment of weapons. A few swords of varying lengths and styles, a collection of daggers, what looked like a bo staff, a few light axes, a bow with a quiver, and on the far right three, no four pole arms of different styles all hung from hooks on the wall. They looked far too heavy for Miko to use any of them. I pointed at the largest pole arm on the right and turned to Miko. "Yeah, thas my favorite too," he interrupted before I could ask about it. On the wall opposite of the door was a large bed with a window above it. The bed was large enough for a family of five to sleep on it and it was covered in a purple quilt or comforter. "Oh I almost forgot!" Miko exclaimed. He rushed over to the wall on our right and grabbed a hold of a small handled. As Miko pulled back on the handle, half of the wall slid backwards to reveal a large closet full of clothes. The clothes started simply on the left with light shirts and shorts, continued to pants and fall shirts towards the middle, some heavier cloths for winter on the right, and all the way on the far right hung five or six full sets of leather armor. Above the clothes was a shelf covered in different sized boxes, and below the clothes was a line of leather shoes and boots. "You can pick anythin out of here tomorrow 'for boss gets back," he said. I looked at Miko and opened my mouth to speak but was cut short by him. "Oh, you dun need nothin right now. We're goin to sleep," he reminded me as he pointed at the window. I wonder what time it is. It was pitch black outside. "Hey, uh Miko?,"I hesitated. "What do you guys do? I mean do you all have jobs or?" Miko looked at me uncertain if he should answer me or not. Miko looked back to the window away from me. "We're thieves for hire,"he said flatly. My mind stirred for another question to ask. "What," I started,"-how many of them are you?" "Including me?" Miko asked, "There are seven of us." He continued after a breif pause:"We take jobs from anythin from stealin valaub-valu-valu-a-bles to kidknappin to stransportin goods. Jus whatever tha client wants really." Miko looked flustered from his inablilty to pronouce words correctly. He sighed and then continued to tell me more: "Most of our jobs com from Bellfort but sometimes we have jobs outside aslong as they are on Barta. Bellfort? Barta? He must have noticed how confused I looked. "Oh sorry,"he said, "Bellfort is the city and Barta is the big island we live on." Island? "It's kinda funny tho 'cus of how the city is called. It's spelled:" he paused as he put his hand on his chin to help him think, "B-E-L-L-E-F-O-R-T-E." Miko looked back at me and smiled, obviously proud he spelled Belleforte correctly. "You said this is an island?" I asked. "Yeah but it's not. It's bigger. Barta takes up maybe a fourth of Daemia." he replied. A fourth of the planet? He means a continent? "So Barta is a continent then?" I suggested. Miko's eyes lit up. "Yeah that's the word Sheldon used!" he exclaimed. My head was swimming. How did I get here? I'm on a strange planet, on a strange continent, in a strange town, in a house of thieves. Great. Why did this happen, and why now of all times. Is this what I wanted? "I wish I had a new life." I said quietly. Miko took a step towards me with a look of concern in his eyes. "Why would you want a new life? Do you not like it here? Is it something I did?" Miko interrogated me. "I dun want you to leave! You just got here!" He cried. Damn he has good hearing. "Oh! No, it's nothing. I was just thinking about something..." I explained, "from yesterday." Miko quickly pointed at the candle and I looked down at it. When I looked back up at Miko's face, he was already pointing over my shoulder. I spun around and found what he was pointing at. There was a short dresser against the wall with all the weapons on it. I walked over and put the candle on top of the dresser. It was an old, heavy, wooden dresser that looked to be ancient. I traced my index finger along the brass inlay that encircled the top drawer facing. "C-Corbin?" Miko asked sounding unsure of himself, "I want to show you something." He motioned me over to the bed as he pointed out the window. I tried my best to find anything discernable but it was too dark. "I don't know what I'm supposed to be- AH!" I yelped as I was pushed hard onto the bed. *** Sheldon and Keita were both enjoying their day off in the lobby of the house. Sheldon was sitting in an arm chair flipping through a thick, leather bound tomb while Keita was practicing with his favorite epee. Keita stopped in mid-stroke as he turned head quickly towards Miko's door. Sheldon peered over his book at Keita and smiled. "I'm sure he'll be fine," he said before diving back into his studies. "We shall see in the morning then." Keita replied sternly. *** He's stronger than he looks! "Miko what are you doing?" Corbin shrieked. Miko grabbed Corbin's shoulder and flipped him over onto his back and kissed him hard. Corbin was drawn back in surprise at first but melted once his mind caught up with his beating heart. Their tongues intertwined for nearly five minutes before Miko finally pulled back. Corbin started, "Miko I don't think-" but he was cut off as Miko placed a finger on his lips and straddled his midsection. "I've needed this for a while," Miko said lustfully, "I've been so lonely here." Corbin just nodded and relaxed as Miko began to take his own clothes off. Miko groaned as he pulled of his thick leather cuirass and threw it onto the floor where it landed with an audible thud. I guess it was a lot heavier than I thought. Miko's undershirt seemed to also made out of leather as the sweat and leather smell was beginning to become more apparent to Corbin. "Help me with this," Miko said peevishly as he struggled at the lacing that held his leather pants on. Corbin laughed to himself as he noticed the deepening red in Miko's face and ears. With the pants untied, Miko rocked off of Corbin and haphazardly slung his pants and shirt off into the floor next to his cuirass. Miko pounced back onto Corbin as if he'd run away if left alone. Moonlight filled the room as the moon stumbled upon a hole in the clouded skyline. Miko was about two inches shorter than Corbin, around five foot eight. He seemed rather lithe at first, but the absence of the clothing and the moonlight on the his chest revealed that Miko had a very defined, yet sleek body. Corbin's breath was taken away as he saw the moonlight dance across Miko's body. What am I doing? Miko was taken by surprise as Corbin rolled both of them over. "I'm not letting you have all the fun," Corbin said as he pinned Miko's shoulders down. He reached down and tried to grab Miko's shaft. What the? Oh wow, a sheath. Corbin smiled as he locked gazes with Miko. "Never seen one of these before," he said as he started to stroke the sheath. Miko closed his eyes and laid his ears flat against his head; his mouth agape at the sudden pleasure. It didn't take long for Corbin to coax the pink head out of its furry home. He knew he was in control of the situation now. Corbin adjusted his weight and used his free hand to gently message his kitten's fuzzy sack. It wasn't long before his cock was standing at full attention. Not bad... around seven I'd say. Corbin took this time to look over Miko, who was purring happily at the moment. He couldn't be over sixteen. Corbin took his hand off of Miko's hard cock as he pondered what to do. "Please."Miko said breathily. So sue me. Corbin smiled as he wrapped his lips around the tip of Miko's cock. Miko squirmed at the sudden sensation. The mixture of smells radiating from Miko's body was intoxicating to Corbin. He'd never been in a situation like this, nor had even dreamed of something like this happening to him. I have to do this right. "Mmmph." Miko moaned as Corbin tried to take all of his dick in at once. The pressure caused him to gag a little but he suppressed the urge and started to bob up and down. As he got more used to the sensation of the barbs on the back of his throat, Corbin began to dig his nose into Miko's fur on every rep. He placed his hand back on the furry sack and started to message it in rhythm with his sucking. He's getting close. "Wait. S-Stop. I want -I need you inside of me." Miko whined. Corbin let the cat cock fall from his mouth as he looked up to catch Miko's lust hungry eyes in the low light. "Are you sure?" Corbin asked with uncertainty. Miko nodded solemnly. Corbin moved over the cat's body as Miko looked up at him. "This-."Corbin started before Miko placed a finger on his lips. "Ok then," he smiled. He looked down and noticed Miko's tail was coiled around his own leg and a little in the way. Corbin gently began to move the tail before Miko reluctantly unwound it. His cock placed at the tight, pink pucker; Corbin checked Miko's face for assurance one last time. The cat just nodded in approval and closed his eyes as Corbin slowly began to push his eight inches in. The pre helped a little but Miko's passage was really tight. Was he sure he'd done this before? Slowly, Corbin hilted in Miko and began the long trip back out. As he started to push back in again, Miko's tail coiled around Corbin's waist. That's all I needed. Given the go-ahead, Corbin began to ravage the cat's tail hole. Miko let out as a cry and wrapped his arms around Corbin as the cock slid in and out of his passage relentlessly. The cat's hold strengthened and it's body shuddered as Miko blew his load all over his chest and on Corbin's mid section. Not to be outdone, Corbin hilted himself hard three more thrusts before finally releasing his load as well. "Uungh!" Miko moaned loudly as he came again to the sudden warmth of being filled. Multiple orgasms... lucky devil. Miko let go of Corbin and let his head hit the pillow. The pair stayed like that as they both breathed deeply for a few minutes. Corbin looked up as he noticed Miko was sobbing quietly. "Oh! Miko, I'm sorry I.." he tried to comfort his new lover. Miko sat up and hugged Corbin quickly. "Just promise me you won't leave me!" he cried into Corbin's chest, "I love you!" Love? "I-I won't," Corbin choked out. The two managed to lie down together with Miko still tightly wrapped around him. Corbin began to scratch behind Miko's ears as the cat drifted off to sleep, his face still embedded into Corbin's damp chest. What have I gotten myself into? Love? Yeah, I love you too Miko. *** Keita whined out loud as he sniffed the air and focused his ears on Miko's door. "It's not like you to lose your composure so easily Keita," Sheldon roused as he glanced over at Keita." The blush in Keita's face and the tent in his pants were very much apparent to Sheldon. "No I'm sure he'll be just fine," he said casually as he closed his book and stood up. "I'm going to retire for the evening and I suggest you do the same thing Keita."Sheldon motioned as he pointed at Keita's painful erection. Keita blushed hard as he waited for Sheldon to leave the lobby and shut the door to his chamber. "I hope he's right for you Miko," Keita said to himself as he swiped his epee across the candle to extinguish the flame. * * *

K that's it! i hope everything was italicized right i'll start on the next chapter and try to have it out this week sometime i know it's rough but i wanted to get this idea on "paper" before i lost it so i wrote this in like 2 nights :O