Dark days are over
This is just something i decided to write, don't read if you're under aged blah blah blah
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Blake Selt was a large horse, about 6'5 around 220 IB, even though he looked mean, he was a kind soul. Though he was known as gay friendly, or as every highschooler called him, gay. It all started years ago, in middle school, someone misheard him, and like an asshole assumed the worse. Rumors started that he was a slut and an easy lay. He was harrassed endlessly. He worked out to get buff in hopes of making the torture stop, but no one Rhino just said that he was getting buff for his boyfriends, this turned Blake hollow, dead on the inside. It was almost the middle of the year, the insult, rumors and general game of making Blake's life miserable had'nt stopped. Mrs.Dawt, his homeroom teacher looked chipper as she walked in, her bunny tail bouncing as she joyfully walked/ skipped to her desk.
"Class we have a new student, Razor, uh dear what was your last name?"
A black wolf, wearing leather and heavily tinted sunglasses standing beside Mrs. Dawt said. "I don't have one"
"Oh, okay so this is Razor, you'll be sitting.." Mrs. Dawt scanned the classroom,
"Over there" she said pointing to a seat next to Blake.
"And no sun glasses allowed inside" she added as the wolf made his way to his new seat.
He turned around and took off his dark shades, Mrs. Dawt looked suprized and looked away.
Razor sat down, Blake turned around to see what Mrs. Dawt was so shoked about.
Razer had a scar across, his eye, even his pupil had a scar through it.
"It's a wound from when i was a cub" he said, sensing Blake's staring.
For some unknown reason Blake found the scar kinda sexy.
It was lunch, the one time of day where Blake could be alone and not harrassed, he sat on the otherside of campus, further away from the lunch room the better.
He felt a paw grab his shoulder. Blake flinched, expecting a punch from Bruce, a rhino who was the ring leader in his misery.
"Hey, mind if i join you?" a voice, unfamilular to him said.
Blake turned around and saw the new kid, Razor.
"Go ahead" he said sheeply.
"Uhh." Blake said, noticing Razor's paw still on his shoulder.
"Well I would have grabbed your ass, but you were sitting" Razer said, grinning a bit.
Before Blake could say anything Razor pulled him in and starting gently kissing his neck.
Blake pushed him away a bit "What are you doing?" he demanded.
"Oh come on I heard the rumors, I know there not true, but you do smell like a virgin, one who often spends his nights masterbaiting to gay porn, in hopes that one day you'll find a sexy, well endowed mate." he said.
Blake blushed, this was true, all of it.
"How'd you-"
"Becouse I used to be like you, until I got some confidence and desided to stop, I really want a mate, so I actually tried, and stopped being afraid of what they'll do, if they call me a fag and start a fight I'll fight back, that's why I learned how to fight"
"I know that you like me, and I like you so why not date, give it a try, if it works out we could mate, and happily live together, if not, then go our seperate ways"
Wow I have never heard someone myown age, or anyone say that, every teen Blake knew just wanted pussy or dick, never love. Blake thought.
"Worse thing that happens is it doesnt work out, and you have a body guard, and a friend so-" Blake cut him off as he pulled him back in and kissed him on the cheek.
"Fags!" a deep voice screamed, Blake knew that voice all to well Bruce, the steroid munching rhino that is hell-bent on making his life a living nightmare.
"What the hell did you just say?" Razor said, glaring at Bruce, his gaze like poisen dipped daggers.
"I said, fags, cuz your both fags" Bruce said.
"Why don't you stop projecting your own issues of sexual identity on others, at least we know we're gay, you how ever are confused, do you like the vagina or the penis, you deny your watching of gay porn becouse your peers shun the action and yet you say your straight when your girlfriend's breasts repulse you, so why dont you take a look at yourself before insulting others?"
Bruce wasn't very bright and didnt comprehend most of this rebuttle, so he just said a generic comeback, like most assholes do.
"Shut up fag"
"Wow great comeback, did you sit at home all weekend and came up with that one?" Razor said.
"Your mom" Bruce said, clearly losing this verbal battle.
"Yes she's dead thanks for rubbing it in you idiot" Razor said.
"Fag"
"Moron"
"Gay"
"Holly shit a new insult, that's a shock coming from a low life, single brain celled waste of space like you"
The other furs standing behind Bruce, like an audiance at a Yo mama off OOO'd.
"Cocksuck"
"Oh are you offering?" Razor said. "And you call me a fag"
The crowd OOO'd and someone said "you got served"
"That's it dickwad" Bruce said as he charged at Razor.
Bruce threw a fist at the wolf.
Razor blocked the punch, and used the tips of his paw to jab Bruce's armpit, causing his arm to bend.
Bruce was at least 300 pounds of stupid, and Razor had no problems flipping him on to the ground.
Many furs in the crowd stood silent, muzzles gaping in shock.
Bruce threw a fist at the wolf's crotch, which was easily blocked.
"Oh you want to play nut cracker?"
Razor lifted his leg up, almost 180 off the ground.
"You're gonna be a ball-less male, just like Justin Beaver"
His foot went down on Bruce's crotch, HARD.
Even furs in the back of the crowd could have sworn they heard a crunch.
Bruce's voice went from sorta deep to so high pitched it cracked glass.
Bruce lay there, his hands on his crotch, screaming a high pitched note, as tears flooded from his eyes.
"Alright anybody else want to piss me off!?" Razor said, his scared eye turning bloodshot, scaring the hell out of the crowd.
They all ran faster then a rabbit running to his mate.
Part two.
"That was epic what you did" Blake said.
"Well you know, I'm protective of people I like" Razor said, the cool air blowing his face fur around.
"Is it true?"
"What?"
"That your mom's dead?" Blake asked.
"Yeah" he said, sighing. 'And being in the same room as my drunken step dad is even worse that the sorrow of my mother's tragic death"
"Well you could stay at my place, I'm sure my mom won't mind, she's been bugging me to find a friend since the day I started school"
"We havn't even mated and you're already asking me to move in?" Razor said. his eyed saddened "And I am more that a friend, more of a potential partner right?"
"Well yeah, but just friends for now, you know friends that more than like eachother."
"Oh, so somewhere between like and, you know love?"
"Uh uhhh" Blake blushed.
"It's okay babe, I'll gladly be your guest"
Blake stopped walking. "Did you just?"
"Yeah, what would you prefer master, or daddy?" Razor said grinning.
That night Razor and Blake held hands while watching a movie, It did'nt seem like Lily, Blake's mom noticed, but like a mother, she knew.
When Razor was in the bathroom she started giving her son the talk.
"Don't be giving or getting and STD's and don't be whoring around"
"Mom!" Blake said, thinking that she just has to embarass him, the one time he has someone over.
Razor walked out of the bathroom.
"Don't worry Lily, I'm not a whore, and in case you hav'nt noticed, my species usually mate for life, so i'm not going to be giving it to your son that easily" He said.
Both the Selts blushed.
Part 3
Razor was wearing only a pair of shorts to bed, Blake wore pj pants, Lily told him to, she said it was cold, when really she just wanted the least sexual outfit incase Razor decided to have a little midnight fun with him.
The new couple of Blake and Razor, or Blazor, snuggled in Blake's large bed. Razor did sneak into Blake's room but not for yiffing, he just wanted to snuggle. Lily saw the two happy in eachother's arms, she smiled, reminded of her teenage love, she quitely closed the door, leaving the happy couple alone to rest in the other's arms and fur
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Can you say HOLY SHIT I've actually made a few clean stories, i got bored with the ones that were only sex scenes, i wanted more depth, plus it's practice for when i apply to a writting collage, i don't think writing a story about to males fucking the hell out of eachother would get me accepted, so I'm writing some furry male romance, I might add a 2nd chapter and it may have a bit of love making, I don't know yet, i hav'nt writen it. Anyway if any artists need an idea for new art, I could give some Ideas to brainstorm with, I work for free, but i Can't pay, even if i wanted to just fyi, i'm only offering ideas.
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Make love not war