Tony da Lion: ~Not Again~
#3 of Tony da Lion
Disclaimer- This story contains scenes of graphic violance (but not too graphic), and acts of sexual intercourse between two minors. If any of this offends you, then yeah... there's nothing I can physically do about it except advise you not to keep reading. So, umm... Yeah. Enjoy I guess.
Me and Tony sit in the back seat of mom's car. We can see the lights of a large Farris wheel just over the next hill. We're almost there. Boy I can't wait. I've had a crush on Tony since we were young. Well, I didn't know it was a crush at first... It was some type of strange attraction. He looked so lonely sitting under the slide on the playground. I remember it fairly well. Tony was scooping wood chips up and putting them into piles between his legs. He looked a little sad to me. Like he's been thinking of something depressing, or worrying. I just had to talk to him. I walked up behind him and got on my hands and knees so I was at his level. Less then a foot away I said 'Hi there'. He jumped a little bit and covered his head. It took him a few seconds to realize were he was. Then he looked into my eyes. I looked into his. So brilliantly green. But there was something missing. Then and there I knew I had to change that. I had to find what was missing.
Quickly we became friends. He took to me pretty fast. We became really close. Closer than most furs at school. We would hug, and walk close to each other. When we got older he stopped getting so close. We still hung out, as you can see. Nothing really changed except we stopped hugging each other, and stopped laying against each other when we watched movies. I really missed that. But now all that is gonna change. Months of heartache, crying, and hoping has finally led me here.
I'm still not sure what came over me last night. He just looked so cute, I couldn't help but sniff him at first. Then I dared to feel his body. My paw traced his chest down to just above his crotch. The small bulge kind of drew me in. It started with just a little groping through his underwear. Before I knew it I was teasing his cock out, and sucking on it. But you know what happened after that. Right now mom is finding a parking spot. Tony is leaning against me, his head on my shoulder. I think he might be sleeping. I mean, his eyes are closed.
Mom pulls into a spot. "We're here boys!" Tony stirs, and sits up. He stretches and yawns. I guess he was sleeping. I look him up and down. His slender frame. Too slender if you ask me. I'm not sure if he eats at home. Me and mom are both worried about him. That's why she always makes his favorite foods. She tries to get a little meat on his bones. It's been years since he started coming over, and yet we can still see his rib cage. Me and mom both decided not to tell him. We don't know how he would react. He doesn't even seem to be aware of how frail he looks. I mean, he knows he's small. I just don't think he knows how small.
Tony looks at me studying his body. He smiles. I smile back. God I hope he's gonna be okay... He's only wearing a thin hoodie. It's a little ragged at the ends of the sleeves. I get out, and he comes out after me through my door. Mom gets out herself. We all head over to the entrance to the park and mom buys us tickets for the rides. It's not long after we start walking in between tents, and food stands before Tony starts shivering. I hug him around the waist. "Cold?" "A l-little bit..." I knew this was going to happen... "Here, take my coat." I start taking my coat off. To be honest, I'm fairly hot with it on anyway. "Won't you be cold?" "Nah, I'll be fine." Tony considers my offer as I hold out my coat to him. A gust of wind blows by and he shivers. "Well okay..." I smile and hold the coat out so he can put his arms in it. Damn, he looks so small in it. The sleeves go past his paws, but I'm sure he doesn't mind.
"Luke, I don't want you catching a cold." "I know mom, but I don't want Tony catching a cold. Besides, I'll be fine. My winter fur is coming it." God mom worries allot. She knows I like the cold weather. I guess it's just a mom thing. "Fine, but if you get cold let me know." "Don't worry mom." "I'll worry if I want to." I can hear Tony giggling next to me. "You guys should hear yourselves." I laugh, and mom does too. He has a good point. We sound like a stereotypical mother and son.
We continue walking. Mom buys me and Tony some cotton candy. Just one though, so we have to share. Not that we mind. Actually, I think she did that on purpose. I think she's trying to help us get closer. Especially when we get to the Farris wheel. "All right boys. You two can ride. I'll stay here and hold your cotton candy for you." I smile. "But mom! Your just gonna eat it!" "Then what kind of mother would I be if I did that?" We both chuckle. Tony cracks a smile. I hand the cotton candy to mom. "I'll have my eye on you." I say jokingly. "Okay, but I'm not going to do much down here. Maybe flirt with some old hairy men." "Mo-om, I don't need to see that." "Exactly. Now go. They're loading it now." I look over my shoulder at the Farris wheel. There's a short line. I grab Tony's paw. "Kay, mom. Cya, bye!" I half drag Tony off to the Farris wheel much to his surprise.
After we get loaded into our seat, the Farris wheel starts moving. "I think your mom planned this..." "She might have..." Tony shivers as the wind picks up when we get near the top. I hug him. He leans into my chest. God he's so cute... I nuzzle the top of his head. He looks up at me with those green eyes I love so much. I take the chance to kiss him. This has to be one of the best feelings in the world. This soft kiss, coupled with a warm embrace. The cold wind blows all around us, but neither of us care. Tony doesn't even shiver. All too soon I break the kiss and look into his eyes. Have I mentioned that I love his green eyes? They show so much of him. Finally. There isn't anything missing from Tony's eyes anymore. I can see myself in them.
Nothing could possibly steal this moment from us. Nothing except... "Tony?!?!" Both of us look around. We've returned to the bottom of the Farris wheel. The attendant is opening the door for us. Behind the small metal fence we can see Tony's dad. I look down at Tony. His eye's show something else now. Something that could only be described as pure terror. His breathing quickens. In a flash he stands up, jumps out of the seat, and runs away. I run after him. Tony's dad is soon hot on our tails. Tony runs for all he's worth. I'm finding it hard to keep up. His father seems to be having a worse time than me though. All of that beer and home-style cooking he must be used to seems to be coming back to bite him in the tushy.
"Tony, wait up." I yell at him. He doesn't stop, he doesn't look back. He just runs. God he must be terrified. I've never seen him run from anybody. Especially me. But there's no time for that. He's got a whole bunch of adrenaline running through him.
Soon we get to a wooded area. All three of us slow down because of the tree's and branches. We get fairly far into the forest. Far enough so we can't see the lights, nor hear the sounds of the carnival. Tony trips over a rather large fallen branch. I nearly trip over him. In order to avoid that, I quickly side step him, unable to stop my forward momentum. I end up tripping over my own footpaws. I turn over to see Tony crawling backwards toward a tree. Tony's father catches up to us, panting and heaving. "Tony." Tony grabs his head and shakes it. Somethings going on in his head. Something that scares me.
"No. No no no no. NOT AGAIN!" He screams this last part. Tears streaming through his eyes. I see him pick up a large rock. He pounces on his father and hits him over the head with the rock. Once, twice, three times. He keeps hitting and hitting. I don't realize exactly what's going on until it's too late. I pull Tony off of his father and hug him tight to keep him still. Soon he stops struggling and his knee's collapse out from under him. He falls, but with me holding him he doesn't go far.
"Tony? Tony, wake up." I get on my knees and shake him. He blinks and looks up at me. "W-what happened? Why does my head hurt? Where am I?" He lifts up a paw to hold his head, but stops. It's covered in blood. So is the other one. We both look over at Tony's father. He's laying there, blood coming from his face and skull. He must be dead. Starts crying hysterically. "What did I do?" I hug Tony tight. I'm close to tears myself. "We can't stay here. I don't want you going to jail. We've gotta run." "This can't be happening... It can't. It's just another of my nightmares..." I can't do anything but hug him tighter. "I'm sorry Tony... It's not."
I stand up and pull Tony to his feet. "Lets go. We can't stay here." I hold Tony's paw and pull him through the forest. He stumbles along. He stares off without seeing anything. He's still in utter disbelief at what's happening to him. If I had to guess, he probably still thinks this is all just a vivid dream.
We continue on until nightfall, when we come across a small stream. The water is icy cold, but I have Tony wash his paws in the water. He washes all of the blood from his paws. My coat is covered in blood, but there's nothing we can do about that. This is gonna be a cold night. Thankfully, with my cub scout training I'm able to build us a shelter made from branches, and a fire near by. Tony lays down in the shelter, looking blankly at the fire. I sit next to him, then lift his head and put it on my lap. Slowly I stroke his headfur. Tony falls asleep after what feels like an hour. I stay up, making sure the fire doesn't go out.
It's gonna be a long night.