Inner Dilemma | Part 2
#2 of Inner Dilemma
The next few weeks went by uneventfully for Allen as he continued to go through the motions of life, college life that is. Where the beer flows like honey, eating habits get out of control, and the work never stops. Allen continued going to the gym regularly with John and some other friends and the effects were starting to finally show. Since Allen saw himself everyday, he didn't seems to notice the changes, but he got comments from people saying that he was getting bigger, muscle-wise that is. As the semester went on, the workload seemed to get bigger and harder and his old habits of procrastinating started to catch up with him as he pulled all-nighters more than one time a week. Tonight was one of those nights.
His yet-to-be-finished composition writing assignment sat on his computer screen as Allen stared at it blankly. Maybe if he stared at it long enough, the paper would write itself, solving all of his problems. So far, that was it happening, nor did it look like that was going to happen, but Allen tried. He had to write about the book Into The Wild by Jon Krakauer. So far, two pages were finished and he still had another three to go. Allen then attempted an exercise his professor taught him, where he couldn't see his paper and would just type continuously for a couple of minutes. This included random thoughts when he was stuck. After a few of these and a lot of editing, he only had one page to go.
Allen decided to step away from if for a moment to clear his aching head. He stood up and saw a picture of his family. It consisted of his parents, his older sister Alyssa, and younger brother Max. All of who were wolves. His father's fur was black and his mother's was white. I guess opposites do attract. Alyssa got the white fur and Max and I got the grey fur. Allen's parents got him and Max mixed up all of the time and people back home would mistake us for twins even though they were three years apart from each other. It was worse on Halloween when they were younger, every person commented on our father's beautiful set of twins. It didn't help that they were dressed like Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Allen smiled at the picture. It had been since Christmas since he had seen them and, even though he was happy to get away, he missed them. Along side of the picture was a note that his parents left him after moving him into his dorm at the beginning of the first semester. It contained a bunch of "We love you," "We are proud of you," and "DON'T DRINK!" So much for that last statement. None of them knew that he was gay. He was afraid of what his parents would think, as a lot of adolescence closeted homosexuals are. His parents would crack jokes that did not put a positive light of gays, but they never said any like "God hates fags." He figured that his brother and sister would accept him, especially his sister. It's not that she's gay herself, but one of her best friends is and she's been an active supporter of gay rights ever since.
Allen put the picture back down on his desk and ran his paws through his fur. His paws got caught in his fur. "I guess I haven't brushed my fur in a while," Allen thought to himself. He grabbed his brush but then stopped himself. "I need to get this paper done," Allen said as he slapped himself in the muzzle to keep himself awake. It was three in the morning after all. He got on his computer again and continued to type.
"Allen! Allen! Wake up you lazy ass."
"Huh?" Allen sat up violently as a line of drool fell from his muzzle to his desk. The professor was looking right as him with a comical look on his face.
"Let me guess, you did your entire assignment last night, or should I say, this morning." Allen just smiled and nodded as his professor chuckled.
"Way to be, Allen," said Mike, "Just because it worked in high school doesn't mean that it will work here." Mike was another one of Allen friends from high school. He was a Dalmatian with so many spots, people often joked that he was black with white spots. He was the person who would always get the good grades with even trying. He was really fun to hang around, but he was a bit of a smart-ass at times. "You need some sleep. Skip biology today and nap, I'll get you the notes." A sigh of relief came over Allen. Not only would he get to take a nap, but he'll also get really good notes.
After composition, Allen decided to grab something for lunch. He knew exactly where to go, Chik-fil-A. Just the thought of that chicken sandwich made his muzzle water. Luckily, the school got a Chik-fil-A express in one of the dining halls and Allen was sure his freshman fifteen would come from this alone. He nearly ran there.
Chicken sandwich in hand, he took a huge bite out of it and closed his eyes as he chewed. The taste was so heavenly and he got lost in the taste. A smile came across his muzzle as he continued the process once more.
As he was lost in his own abyss, he could hear laughing and he broke out of his spell to see John laughing his ass off as he sat down. "You should see the look on your face!" John said between laughs. The fox was wearing his running attire. A while singlet and some running shorts, and yes, they were the short running shorts. Allen continued to stare at John's legs, until he felt a tightness in his pants. Allen drew his gaze away quickly, but John didn't notice.
John shook out one of his legs. "Man I am beat. I just ran six miles at like at 6:30 pace." John then rested his head on Allen shoulder. The tightness in Allen's pants came back. "Could I rest on you shoulder for like three hours?" John said in a lazy voice.
'I would love nothing more' though Allen, but he didn't say it. Allen just smiled as John's head stayed on his shoulder and then John put his arm around him. Allen knew that John was just messing around, but Allen was enjoying every second of it. Allen smiled to himself as he wanted to remember this feeling for later on.
John all of a sudden sprung up from his resting position, "Well, I'd love to stay, but I have to take a shower before class. I'll see ya when I see ya." John walked out of the dining hall as Allen just stared at Johns ass in those shorts.
Then the yawning came back and Allen realized just how tired he was. He got up, threw his trash away and began the sleepy walk to his dorm room. Once he finally trudged into his room, he stared at his bed; It had never seemed more inviting. Allen stripped down to his boxers and climbed into his bed. Allen thought of how good John looked today and wanted to rub one off before falling asleep, but his tiredness overtook Allen lust and he fell asleep.
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I decided to continue this story series! I decided not to put yiff in this one because I want this series to be more than a porno (not that there's anything wrong with that). Don't worry though, there will be yiff in the future. As always thank you for reading, please comment on what you thought, and thanks for the favs an watches. I get really excited when I see them.