A dream or two...
Boredom...That could be the only expression that was along the young foxes face. A teenage red-furred fox laid in his bed, His back propped on several pillows. His lower torso was draped in a blue silk sheet, the fur along his stomach and chest puffy from his earlier position of lying on his tummy. The colors of his fur were of a common red-fox, White snowy fur from his chin all the way to his inner legs, and a rusty red fur along the rest of his thin feminine physique. One couldn't forget the black fur along the ends of his limbs, A trait that most foxes are bound by. The boy's name was 'Red', Rather unoriginal for his species yet it fit him in its own special way.
Head propped in his paw he gazed out the window, looking out into the neighborhood around his house, Cubs played along the driveways, older furs walked and jogged, quite a few were mowing as well, everything in its normal ordinary state. The 'Normal Ordinary State' was always boring as hell for the teenage fox. Red sighed and rolled from his bed, moving for the dresser across the way. A pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt later he bounded down the stairs, slipping a cell-phone from key chain-rack as he slid by.
The fox dropped it into his pants pocket, Stepping out the door and onto the driveway. Red often walked around his housing addition in his pajama's the neighbors used to seeing him half naked most of the time. The vulpine enjoyed the thought of people talking about him behind his back, being it good or bad, they were still talking about him. He grinned to himself, Paw-pads hitting the street as he walked to a friend's house down the road.
He tapped his paw to the door and was ushered in by a older tiger, greeting him. "Mornin', Red...Nice day, huh?" The fox nodded to the striped elder.
"Yeah, pretty good today, Mr. Parker." Red answered back. The residence he had entered was almost a second home to the thin vulpine, He was close friends with the Parker's son, Kriss.
The tiger nodded to him, Glancing at the foxes pajama pants and grinning. "Kriss' is upstairs, You can go wake him up If you'd like..." The fox bounded up the stairs making as much racket as he could and slipping into the tiger's room. The foxes family had been friends with the Parkers before Red was even born, The two boys grew up together and were thick as thieves. They didn't keep anything from each other,...Mostly.
Red pounced onto Kriss' bed, The springs creaking as the entire bed shook and the tiger on it bounced slightly, The fox yelled to the sleeping feline. "Oh god, The house is on fire!" The tiger sputtered a little and sprang up, Looking around with his blanket's partially on himself.
He rolled his eyes as soon as he saw the fox. "Very funny, Red...Ha ha."
The vulpine giggled and layed his back to the wall, His hindpaw swinging off the side of the bed. "S'What you get for sleeping so late..."
The tiger glanced along the vulpines attire. "Looks like you just woke up too." Kriss yawned and stretched, His tounge curling as he tensed up. Red glanced along the sleepy tiger, admiring the view on the shirtless male. He bit his lip and scolded himself quietly, laying his head back to the wall behind him.
"So, Do they still serve legendary breakfasts at the Parker house? Or is that a myth anymore?" Red stood off the bed and moved for the door, Sliding a paw to the handle and stepping out. "...I don't think your mom would approve of you coming to the table half naked, so I'd grab a shirt." He winked and closed the door before stopping lightly, Re-thinking what he just done. The fox blushed to the thought, His toes curling to the carpet below him.
"I hope he dosen't think of that as a flirt..." He placed a finger to his temple. He was feeling odd now-a-days; always paranoid of what the tiger thought of him. The vulpine was maturing and becoming more and more attracted to the tiger, who wasn't helping any by becoming more muscular as the years progressed. He sighed and ambled down the stairs moving for the parker's kitchen. His mind reeling in the thoughts of the tiger, replaying the scene to himself and licking his lips, He bumped into Mrs. Parker, Who was busy making pancakes.
"Oh, Hello, Red...Come to join us for breakfast?" The fox nodded and took his place at the table, in the same place they had always saved for him. He placed his elbow to the wood and lazily layed his head to his paw, thinking again. "How's your mother doing, Dear?" The female tiger questioned.
Red gave an answer without thinking, Just offering her what she wanted to hear. "Very good, Mrs. Parker." His mind was a million miles away as Kriss came down the stairs taking his position at the table next to the fox.
The rest of the morning was uneventful for the two, Breakfast delicious as always. The tiger and the fox moved back up to the felines room, Red walking in first and flopping onto the bed in his normal style. Kriss stepped in behind him, Locking his door and slipping to his computer chair. The fox hadn't noticed him flip the lock switch and glanced at what the feline was doing.
"Watcha' up to?" Kriss didn't answer, Instead he glided his fingers over the keyboard entering in some words into a search engine. A bright pink sight emerged to the screen, The sides flashing with ads and banners. The tiger scrolled down over some pornographic pictures of female felines in compromising positions. Red flushed scarlet, His cheeks tinting to a blush. "Kriss, If you get caught you'll be in so much trouble."
The tiger purred to himself, tilting his head to a couple pictures and angling the chair to where he could look between the vulpine and the screen. "What' 'da think, Red?" The fox stared at the screen, never truly looking at anything like this before. He scrolled over a pair of females kissing each other, the foxes tail swayed lightly.
"I wonder what that's like..." The tiger giggled and pointed at the fox's pajama pants, and the obvious tenting around the thin fabric. Red blushed heavily, laying his paws over it and turning away.
"Well...Wh-...What do you expect?" He turned his head to the blankets, Pulling them over his lower torso. Kriss smirked and scooted his chair to the bed, tilting close to the fox.
"You're cute when you are embarressed." Red flattened his ears and looked to him, His eyes a little wide.
"C-..Cute?" The tiger nodded and moved his head closer.
"Do you think I'm cute?" The tiger spoke softly, whispering to the fox.
Red was overwhelmed with emotion, Words seeming to fail him. He nodded lightly before the tiger pounced from his chair onto the bed, pushing the fox down to the sheets and blankets. The feline pressed his muzzle to the foxes, embracing him into a deep kiss and purring into his warm maw. Red struggled to keep his cool, The chances of this happening in his mind were so slim he was shocked beyond belief. Tears rolled from his blue eyes as he kissed back, Tilting his head and murring back into the tigers sweet muzzle. He wrapped his arms around the felines neck and held onto him, Making sure he didn't pull away any time soon.
A light and quick rap on the door brought the two to attention, The tiger pulling his muzzle from the fox. Red rolled off the bed and sat down to the computer chair, cleaning the screen of the dirty pictures and replacing it with a site about baseball. Kriss opened the door slightly, Looking out to his mom outside. "Yeah?" He asked with a waiver in his voice, Red suppressing a smirk as he made himself look busy on the computer.
"Watcha' two up to in this locked room, Dear?" Red curled his toes to the carpet beneath him, Hoping the tiger could smooth over a response.
The fox heard a moment of silence and panicked a little, Blurting out. "Did you see this new roster for this team, Kriss?"
The tiger nodded to the question following suit with the cover story. "Looking over baseball stats, Ma." He grinned nervously and opened the door a little to let her see the fox on the computer.
Mrs. Parker glanced in slightly, Looking twoards Red. "Ah...So, You might join the team, Red?"
The fox bit his lip and looked back to her. "Uhh...Yeah, Maybe..." She smiled warmly and stepped back out, Moving back down the stairs. The fox slumped in the chair, Breathing a sigh of relief she'd gone.
Kriss stepped over to the chair, spinning it so the fox faced him. He hugged into him and purred again, keeping them in an embrace for what seemed like forever, Yet not long enough...