Lust
#2 of Seven deadly sins
Yay my first story! This is the first part of a series so there is more to come. Thanks for reading and i hope you enjoy :)
"Hey Buggy wake up it's six." My moms voice was half asleep as she tried to wake me up and started shaking me. I let out a groan to let her know I was awake. I heard her walk back to her room and shut her door. Sleep regained its control over me as I fell back asleep and continued my previous dream. Eventually I became aware of the time that passed and woke myself up. I sat up and looked off to the side, squinting to see the time on the far-off clock, which read 6:20.
My paws raised above my head as a long yawn emerged from my mouth. I got off the couch, which is my bed, and walked around it to reach the closet. I grabbed a change of clothes and drowsily walked to the bathroom. An image was in the mirror of a black cat with messed up fur and half shut black eyes, wearing the shirt and jeans he had worn the previous day because he was just to lazy to take them off before bed.
I know this image very well, in fact I know a lot about the person in the image. His name is Vincent Sparrow, he goes to high school at Desert High, a sophomore, only 15 years old. He has a lot of friends but only a couple that he truly considers to be friends. What else is there...oh that's right! He's gay, another important fact.
A shock went through me as I realized I was spacing off. I turned on the shower and stripped out of my clothes and quickly took my shower, grateful for the waters marvelous power of waking me up. I quickly get dressed and brush my teeth then take another look at the image in the mirror. This time his black fur is more or less looking nice, he is dressed in a light gray shirt and jeans, and he looks ready for the upcoming day of the usual boring stuff.
After grabbing my cell phone, my sweater that was a dark gray on the outside and light gray on the inside with a zipper, and some rubber bands that I wore as bracelets kinda, I was ready to go. My mom took another ten minutes to come out of her room so that she could take me to school. "You ready Buggy?" she asked me in a voice that sounded awake now.
"Of course I'm ready Mothers." We walked out the door and got into the car. The drive to my school was short and I kissed my mom before saying, "Goodbye Mothers." I'm such a child. The gates of the school were a small walk from where she dropped me off. My mood is great today, it just feels like it's gonna be a great day. As part of the daily ritual, I toward the area where my friends are, but what's not part of the ritual is the paw on my shoulder stopping me. I look to the owner of the paw and see a super hot gray wolf with a friendly grin on his face.
"Hey I'm new here and I was kinda wondering if you could show me where the guidance office is." My gaze goes to his eyes which are blue as the sea and equally as nice as his smile.
After a second of staring I start to speak, "Um, how about I take you there." Sure it's easy to just give him directions but this way I get a chance to be with him and possibly form a friendship.
"Okay. Lead the way then." We smiled at each other then we started walking again. Up ahead is where my friends are, but instead of going straight like usual, I take a left toward the office. We arrive at the office and he goes up to one of the workers to talk to them. I found a seat and decided to take a chance to admire the wolf that I've barely met. He was wearing a black long sleeved shirt and those soccer pants things or whatever they are called. His gray fur was unkempt but looked good none the less. All in all, he was hot. Lust welled up inside me, one of the seven deadly sins. I wanted him to take me and stick his wolf meat up my ass. The images filled my mind as I thought about him with lusty ideas. As a result, I was brought back into reality when I realized I had bulge growing in my pants. Bad.
After talking to the worker the wolf that was the center of my lust walks in front of me holding a paper, which I assume is his schedule. "Okay now I need to go to the library and pick up my books." I don't want to go to the library, my friends are probably in there now.
"I'll take you there after school if you want. This way you won't have to carry your books around all day."
"Sure, that's a good idea."
"Let me see your schedule." I grabbed for the paper in his hand and started to examine it. Awesome four of our classes match including p.e. and not including homeroom, which we also had together. "Looks like we have a few classes together...um..." I look down at the paper quickly to see his name, "Jack."
"That's my name. Now how about telling me yours."
"My names Vincent, but you can call me Taco."
"Taco?"
"Yeah, that's what my friends call me."
"Why?"
"Umm... it's kinda a long story. Maybe I'll tell you later"
"Okay... so I'm your friend."
"Yeah, sure, why not?"
"Then as my first new friend I think you should show me the school."
"Sure, I don't mind." As I stand to escort my new "friend" I am grateful that my bulge is disappearing and isn't that noticeable. We walked outside the office and I showed him around the school, pointing out where his classes were. It was nice talking to him. We joked around a lot and got along great. I got to learn a little bit about him like that he came from out of state, played soccer, too bad soccer season was over, and that he is gay, which gave me the opportunity to tell him that I'm gay as well.
The rest of the day was great. We walked to classes together, but we sat apart, and we spent lunch together. I felt bad about ignoring my friends all day but they will understand. After school we picked up Jack's books from the library then went our separate ways home. Luckily I got his cell number so I was able to text him, which of course I did. The rest of the day consisted of us texting each other. My mom gave me few knowing glances but never said anything because my brothers were always around and they don't know. We texted till nine which is my bed time, mothers is strict. As I laid on the couch/my bed in the living room/my room I thought about the great day I had and the new friend I made.
Friend.
Is friendship what I really want from him?
No. I want more.
And this want is driven by lust.