Waves of Grain
Hey look! Homosexual furry story! Weren't expecting that? Hmm... Guess you'd better use the back button before you read anything.
Oh? You're totally into this? But you say you're not 18 (or 21 in some jurisdictions)? Damn, sucks to be you! But, get outta here before I call your parents and tell them what you do when you close your bedroom door at night!
I heard that you ungrateful little...
Well, at least we're alone. So you ready for the good part? Awesome.
Some initial clarifications... Slavery is a theme in the story, but our protagonist is not a sex slave. Everything is very vanilla. Just like I like it. :-)
Enjoy!
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The sun beat down on the fields. The grain was beginning to turn a soft golden brown under the life-giving rays. Without a doubt, the back-breaking labor of the harvest was coming soon. Tosin stopped weeding between the rows for a moment to wipe the sweat from his brow. If only it would rain, then he could stop for the day, but the clouds stubbornly refused his request.
"That's long enough, Nightsider. Get back to work." Tosin tightened his paw grip on the weeding tool's handle. The last thing he wanted today was another beating from the Overseer's goon squad. Tosin could almost remember a time before the guards came to enforce the Faith.
The Faith. It was a yoke of slavery for Tosin. Since his 6th summer he had worked the fields under the watchful eye of the Absolution Legion. They would work the sin and evil out of Tosin. After all, an idle paw was likely up to no good. So they would work it out of him, until it killed him. He often wished that raccoons were as able to adapt to life in the day as some of the other species.
Off to the north was the village of Tanner's Creek. He could easily see the stone walls that protected the town, even through the darkened glass goggles that made seeing in daylight much easier. Tosin wondered if his eyes would ever adjust to the light if he took them off. Not that the guards would give him the option. Wearing the goggles went along with the strip of green cloth around the collar of his shirt. It marked him, made him stand out. As if his mask and ring tail didn't betray him as a raccoon.
Tosin was thin, almost gaunt. It wasn't like his labors didn't produce enough food for him to eat well. He just wasn't a good enough member of the Faith to get anymore than three or four days away from starvation. Despite his poor diet and life of hard work, he didn't look or feel unhealthy. Maybe the work did do something for him. A shiver went up Tosin's spin as he thought about that. After all these years, was he finally giving in? Gods forbid that.
A cool breeze finally began to blow. It signaled that the sun was now setting. Tosin trudged to the tool shed with the other six dozen raccoons and opossums. The tools were washed off in a tub and dried with a towel before being lined up on the hooks and shelves lining the tool shed. Tosin even managed to grab a quick drink from a bucket with a ladle before the guards lined them up for the march back into town.
The march only took forty minutes and most of the assembled company took the time to sort of fall half asleep. Tosin often took the opportunity to check out the bodies of his fellow workers. Like many males, sexual thoughts frequently bubbled just below the surface. Perhaps if he were allow to mate, or at least paw off from time to time, but the Faith frowned on sex for enjoyment. And sex between Nightsiders was only tolerated to the extent that it might result in more paws for labor in the fields.
As they approached the town gates, the sun began to sink below the horizon. The Nightsiders pulled the goggles up onto the tops of their heads so they could see in the gathering twilight. The gates pulled back revealing the small town marketplace. The shops had already closed and the Daysiders had moved on to other chores.
Tosin always marveled at the approach to the barracks. There were more guards watching the unarmed Nightsiders than watched the surrounding countryside from the parapets of the city walls. He supposed that showed how safe the townsfolk felt about having so many of "Evil's Children" in their midst. Tosin may have been exhausted, but not too tired to be angry. Sure, the townsfolk hated and feared him, but not enough to turn down his labor from the fields.
The group split at the door, males to the right and females to the left. Tosin and the males passed down the hallway and into the showers. Dirty clothes were stripped off and piled into carts to be carried off to the wash. Every male received a tiny sliver of soap from the guards and about 20 seconds of water from one of four overhead sprayers. In the next room, dry towels were on one table and a basket sat in the corner for the used towels.
Tosin slipped on a clean white tunic and filed with the others down the hall and up the stairs to the room he shared with thirty other raccoon males. After a few minutes of idle chat, the cart arrived with what the guards affectionately called food. Tonight it was something like vegetable stew with a hint of meat. The only saving grace was the citrus tea it was served with.
With the food passed out, the cart moved on. Almost as soon as it left, the last two raccoons came in. Being late, they would get nothing. Life was hard and unfair. Tosin did not relish listening to their rumbling stomachs as he fell asleep.
"Listen up boys!" The warden looked calm and collected with his clipboard. Tosin often wished he could repent the sin of not being able to adjust to living exclusively in the day like the tall wolf, or like any of the other guards and townsfolk. "Several of you have new assignments for tomorrow. Tosin, Brajen, and Folis, you've been selected to receive training for breeding. Several of the females will be coming into season in the coming weeks and we're counting on you three to help us produce a decent litter this year. And try not to make them all female like last year's disaster."
The warden went on to describe various other assignments for the others, but Tosin's mind had locked on breeding. The thought filled him with anxiety. He had never much wanted cubs and he assumed he'd never be picked for breeding anyway. Now that he had been picked, it occurred to him that he had never given much thought to the kind of girl he wanted to mate with. But like everything else, he didn't have a choice in the matter.
Sleeping was suddenly an impossibility. The lights had gone out. The guards had locked the bars on the doors and slowly paced to make sure there were no antics in the dark. Tosin slipped his paws behind his head and stared up at the bottom of the bunk above him. There were no conscious thoughts keeping sleep away, but despite how tired he was, sleep simply never came easily. The darkness even seemed to make him feel more awake, more alive.
"Tosin? Are you awake?" Rakkei whispered harshly in the quiet darkness.
"Yessir."
"Come over here."
"Coming, Sir."
Rakkei was one of the young fox guards. He was the closest thing to a nice fur that Tosin had ever met. For one thing, he actually spoke to Tosin as if he were more than a source of manual labor. His eyes were kind and he seemed genuinely to be interested in the welfare of his nighttime charges.
"I heard you got assigned for breeding, Tosin. Are you nervous about it?"
"No Sir, I will do as I am told."
Rakkei chuckled at that. "That's not what I asked. But there was one thing I wanted to ask you."
"I'll answer any question you ask, Sir. I live to serve."
"Maybe someday someone will take you up on that offer." Rakkei chuckled again before shaking his head to make him stop. "Listen, what I wanted to ask was... Do you even...like females?"
"Sir? I don't understand."
"I've seen the hungry look in your eyes looking at the warden from time to time. I was just wondering if I was reading you right."
Tosin had never thought about it before. After all, he was evil enough according to The Faith, why add the temptation of sex?
"Rakkei, Sir, do you think a male might make me feel happier than a female?"
"They sure do for me, Tosin." Tosin had never known anyone who had admitting to preferring the love of a male before. Now it seemed he suddenly understood something he had never been able to sort out in his mind before.
"Do you think that sometime...you could tell me about it...or show me?" Tosin tried to sound as uninterested as he could manage.
"Afraid not, Tosin. My mate wouldn't like that very much. And while the townsfolk don't mind our relationship, they don't take kindly to those who try to have more than one mate. But I think I know someone who can help. I'll talk to him for you. For now, try to get some sleep."
Tosin slipped back between the sheets. His mind raced with thoughts, but they melted quickly into an abyss of darkness.
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The morning was clear and bright. The bells rang out to greet the morning, and to rouse everyone from their sleep. Tosin woke and climbed out of bed. He mechanically made his bed and ate the piece of fruit and bowl of oatmeal he was brought for breakfast, and for once, the oatmeal didn't seem quite so awful.
When breakfast was over, the rest of the raccoons lined up and headed out to the fields. Tosin sat on the edge of his bed waiting for his breeding lesson. He glanced at Brajen and Folis, who stood by the window chatting quietly. He saw them in a new light, and not just the sunlight streaming in from the windows. Both of them were obviously well-muscled from the hard work. Did he find them attractive?
Tosin's line of thought abruptly ended as three furs came through the door. Two were foxes and one was a squirrel. The foxes were rugged looking older males and the shorter one's muzzle was beginning to gray. Tosin ignored them. He was drawn to the squirrel's eyes. They darted quickly across the room, taking it all in.
"Alright, boys, my name is Jokul. The other fox is Hadideg and our nut-loving friend is Mahrel. We're going to school you in the subtle science and fine art of mating. Let's get to it!" The two foxes left with Brajen and Folis.
"So...Do you plan on saying hello, Tosin? Or are you just going to sit there and stare at me all day?" Tosin suddenly realized he had been staring and he couldn't figure out if it had only been for a moment or all morning.
"Uh....Hi." Was that really the best greeting he could come up with? He could have smacked himself.
"Sounds like we'll need to work first on interpersonal communication skills. No female will gladly open herself to you with conversation like that. Come on, let's get to work."
For the first time in his life, Tosin stepped through the gate into the street without the guards and the work detail. He pulled his goggles down so the sun didn't sting so badly. Mahrel walked beside him up the streets. He stopped a few times to say hello to folks that passed by. Mahrel was obviously well-known and liked.
Mahrel took Tosin up Market Street past all the shops. Tosin recognized the crops on sale that he had helped to grow in the fields, but there were also exotic fruits meats he had never seen. The aromas filled his nose and he stopped for a moment and took it all in.
"Smell something you like?" Mahrel asked.
"Yessir." Tosin pointed at a small brown fruit that was fuzzy like a peach.
"Curious about the kiwi fruit, huh?" Mahrel held up six digits and the porcupine running the stand popped six of the sweet smelling fruit in a cloth bag. Tosin watched Mahrel extend his paw and drop four silver coins onto a plate on the corner of the stand. The porcupine extended a paw with three copper coins in it, but Mahrel waved it away and after placing a paw on Tosin's shoulder, he resumed walking up the street.
Mahrel finally turned off the street and headed up a small path to a stone villa. There was a small front porch with a variety of plants in pots scattered around. Mahrel used a small brass key in the lock and opened the heavy wooden door.
Tosin was immediately struck by how cool the inside of the house was compared with the late summer morning outside. The floor was covered in tan tiles with an inlaid mosaic in the middle of the entryway depicting the town, but it was surrounded by forest, and not fields as it was today. The walls of the entryway were covered with paintings. Some looked new, others looked older than the trees in the ancient grove at the edge of the fields; some were pastoral scenes, others showed a variety of families and individuals. Tosin guessed the squirrels were probably relatives of Mahrel, but many of those in the paintings were nightsiders of various species. Tosin couldn't imagine how Mahrel had come to know so many of those afflicted with a affinity for the shadows of twilight.
"Come on, Tosin. Follow me into the kitchen." Tosin followed down the hallway through a door to the right Mahrel set the bag if fruit on the stone counter top and sat down at the small table tucked into corner next to a small wood burning stove. "Alright Tosin, for the next few days, I'm gonna teach you as much as I can about mating. I've spoken with the guards, and they have agreed to let you stay here with me. Our first order of business is to get you to stop calling me sir, Mahrel will be adequate."
"Yessir....Um. I mean...Ok, Mahrel."
"Good. Now that you've sorted that out, why don't you tell me what you know about mating." Tosin told Mahrel everything he knew, which took all of five minutes.
"I've heard more ignorant notions before. But you still have a lot to learn." Mahrel launched into his lesson. Tosin listened as he described various approaches to females to help get them in the mood. The morning stretched into the afternoon, Tosin found himself caring less and less about what Mahrel was saying. Focusing instead on watching the way he moved his lips and his eyes while he talked.
"Tosin? You're not actually paying attention are you?"
"Uh...Of course I was."
"Good, then you can tell me which sexual position pleases females the most."
Tosin fidgeted. He had no idea and Mahrel was about to figure it out.
"Not interested in females are you?" Mahrel's eyes locked on Tosin's.
"I...don't...um....I don't think so." Mahrel smiled.
"Your friend Rakkei told me about you, Tosin. I just waited to see for myself before I made you an offer. Rakkei told me that you asked him if he could show you what it was like to share the love of another male. I'll be honest. I lost my mate three years ago to a fever. Unfortunately, though I am over my grief and ready to find a new mate, I haven't had any luck finding anyone interested who wasn't already taken. If you're willing, I'd like to see if we get along well, and maybe we can build something together. Along the way, you'll learn if you really do like males better, and of course I'll get something out of it too. What do you think?"
"Well...This all seems to sudden. I don't really know what to think Before I talked to Rakkei, I never even thought about it before."
"Ok, Tosin. What I'd like you to do is sleep on it tonight and give me an answer in the morning. Do you think you can do that?"
"Yes...I think I could do that."
The rest of the afternoon passed uneventfully as Mahrel covered a variety of sexual techniques. Although he was seated at the table and Mahrel couldn't possibly see, Tosin imagined that Mahrel knew that he was getting turned on by thinking about doing the things Mahrel described, and certainly not with females.
When the sky outside the windows had turned a deep orange, Mahrel lit a pair of oil lamps on kitchen wall. Tosin helped him make dinner as much as he could, but having never done any cooking in his life, he wasn't very useful. While he cooked, Mahrel told Tosin stories about some of his travels. He had been all the way down the Green Road to the port and stood in the great sea. He had visited the Caves of the Ancestors at the roots of the Great Western Mountain Range where the different species of furs were believed to have first come together to build a society.
Tosin had never eaten so well in all his life. Mahrel prepared a thick stew with large chunks of real meat and large chunks of vegetables seasoned with rosemary and ground sage. And not only was the bowl large, but Mahrel had made more than enough and Tosin had a second, and later a third helping. For dessert, Mahrel sliced the kiwi fruit. They were as sweet on the tongue as their scent had been in the market.
After dinner, Mahrel took Tosin up to the guest room. Tosin had never imagined such a room. A large bed all to himself that looked far more plush than the straw-filled mattress on the bunk beds could ever aspire to be. He also had a private bathroom with a bathtub. Mahrel twisted the knob and the tub filled with water heated by the same fire that had cooked their dinner. After that, Mahrel left and closed the door to the room behind him. Tosin noticed that he hadn't locked it. Perhaps he should run away and escape the slave's life forever. But he didn't know where to go or how to get our of town without being seen. He had never once heard so much as a rumor about an escape.
Tosin relaxed in the tub until the water had gone cold. When he had finished, he dried off and changed into some soft cotton nightclothes Mahrel had left on the nightstand. It took a little more work than usual as the bottoms had an adjustable flap to accommodate the tails of a variety of species. He checked himself in a dusty old mirror that stood in the corner. He agreed with himself, this life was a vast improvement.
Today had been so wonderful. Full of so many new ideas and new experiences. As Tosin reclined on the bed, he briefly slipped his paw into his pants and began to rub the length of his sheath, but the day's activities had left him as mentally drained as a day in the fields normally left him physically drained. He had almost managed to get himself fully hard when the world faded to black.
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Tosin awoke to a soft knock at the door. The sun was already up. He had never been able to sleep so late. For a moment, he wasn't clear on where he was or how he'd come to be there. Was it all a dream? Another knock woke him the rest of the way and he remembered all the events of the previous day.
"Tosin? Are you awake? Or at least decent enough for me to come in?"
"Yes, Mahrel. You can come in."
Mahrel came through the door and he tossed Tosin a pear. Tosin caught the pear and hungrily took a bite. Mahrel sat down on the edge of the bed and glanced around nervously.
"Not to seem pushy, but have you decided on my offer?"
"Yes."
"Well...Don't keep me in suspense! What did you decide?"
"Yes was my answer, Mahrel." A curious smile flashed across Mahrel's face. As soon as it faded, Tosin lunged forward, pressing his muzzle to Mahrel's. Tosin was awkward, but he did a decent job at replicating the open-mouthed kiss Mahrel had described the previous evening. Mahrel closed his eyes and Tosin just stared at the closed lids. The world seemed to slow to a crawl and both furs had to make a conscious decision to break the kiss and breathe before they passed out.
"Not...bad...for...a...first...kiss," Mahrel panted. "I guess you....really...were paying attention."
"I don't know...I think I might have dozed off when you were talking about foreplay. Do you think you could go over it again?" Tosin's eyes had taken on a sly look. No doubt about it. The coon was a natural tease. Mahrel knew he had created a monster, and he loved it. He just smiled and pulled off his pajama shirt.
"Sure, let me show you the finer points of oral sex." Mahrel leaned in close along Tosin's right leg and curled his head into Tosin's lap. He poked at Tosin's crotch with his nose and made long slow exhaling breaths across the cotton fabric The warmth breath tickled and the feeling spread through the fabric. Tosin gasped as Mahrel snaked his tongue into the waistband. The warm, wet sensation was almost overwhelming and Tosin closed his eyes.
As the feelings washed over Tosin, he hardly noticed as the drawstring on the pants was loosened. Slow kisses worked their way down his belly and his pants seemed less restrictive every moment. Was he even still wearing the pants? Suddenly Tosin wasn't so sure. He really considered checking, but when a tongue suddenly wrapped itself around the tip of his penis, he no longer needed to look.
Tosin felt a paw touch his balls and gently rub them back and forth. As Mahrel engulfed the young raccoon's shaft and slowly bobbed his head. Tosin became aware that the rest of the world seemed to melt away as if the two of them were the only two living on the continent. A paw pad found it's way between Tonsin's cheeks and rubbed slowly around the tight ring of muscle. As Mahrel sucked, he used his paw pad to relax the muscles. Tosin felt a strange desire at the touch.
Tosin had never given his butt much more interest than was required for good hygiene. He had always been taught that it was a breeding ground for disease, but right now, all he wanted was to enjoy the pleasure and maybe, coax Mahrel into probing deeper. He whimpered and felt a sudden, unexpected pressure. Mahrel had stopped his motions when Tosin finally lost the ability to hold back and ribbons of sticky sweet raccoon cum filled Mahrel's mouth.
Mahrel began a new sucking motion, trying to capture every drop as if his life depended on it. Colors washed over the inside of Tosin's eyelids and his pulse pounded in his chest and he could feel it just as strong all the way out in his footpaws. Tosin's mouth dropped open but he couldn't seem to remember how to speak.
"So...How was that?" Mahrel had spoken in between kissing Tosin's right thigh. How long had this gone on? Tosin couldn't remember and the light streaming in from the windows had hardly changed. Somehow, he had expected it to have gotten dark by now.
"I didn't know it was possible to feel like this."
"There's more you know."
"Yeah...I know. But can't I have a moment to rest?"
"I could. But right now, you're relaxed and loose."
"Ok...But you're doing all the work until I can remember my own name."
"Deal, Tosin." Tosin enjoyed the afterglow. It was so content and serene, everything the life in the fields wasn't. For a moment, the thought occurred to him that he might be dreaming, or in the field suffering from heat stroke, but he let it go. If he was asleep, he never wanted to wake; if he was dying, then the afterlife was much better than any preacher had ever been able to express.
Tosin was only vaguely aware as Mahrel turned him onto his stomach and scrunched a pillow under his abdomen to raise the coon's ass in the air a little. Tosin hardly noticed as Mahrel slipped a small jar of oil out of a drawer in the table by the bed. Only the warm sensation of Mahrel's paw shifting his tail out of the way seemed to bring him around, and suddenly, Tosin was nervous.
As all virgins, Tosin didn't know it was cliché, so he asked the obvious, "Is it going to hurt?" Tosin couldn't see Mahrel smile from his angle.
"It might. But I promise to do everything I can to avoid that for you. You just need to focus on staying relaxed." For some reason, that wasn't comforting to Tosin and he remained tense.
Mahrel seemed to notice. He leaned over Tosin's back while rubbing, kissing, and scritching all over. After a few minutes, Tosin began to relax. Mahrel began to drip oil onto Tosin's ass.
"Ahhh....Cold!" Mahrel giggled at Tosin's reaction to the room temperature oil.
"Don't worry, hun. Between the two of us, it'll be warm in no time."
At first, Tosin thought Mahrel was rubbing his paw pad over his tailhole again, but when both Mahrel's paws appeared on Tosin's hips, he knew what it was. Mahrel moved very slowly, like the sun through the sky, the motion only registered with longer observation. He felt very slick and with vague bumps. This wasn't so bad. And then Mahrel stopped.
"Ok, baby. That's the head. This next bit is more difficult. If it hurts too much, you have to tell me, ok?"
"Yes, love."
Mahrel pushed a little at a time. The pain was a dull throb punctuated with sudden intense pulses, but Tosin found that if he tried to relax at the very moment that Mahrel pushed forward it seemed to stay at a dull throb. Tosin tightened his jaw. It was nothing compared to the beating he received when he was fourteen and was caught by the guards napping when he was supposed to be working, but there was plenty of pain to remind him that he was alive.
In that moment, everything seemed more alive. Tosin's mind raced, seeking every happy thought and tying it to the closeness he felt in the moment. Suddenly there was a sigh behind him and a pair of fuzzy thighs came to rest against his rump. That was it. It was all inside. The pain was receding as he adjusted to it. Slow movements began and Tosin winced at first, he expected the pain to return and it did but only for a moment. Then he started to feel something different. Similar to the way he had felt when he was buried deep in Mahrel's muzzle.
As the movements became more pronounced, Tosin once again found it hard to tell where he ended and Mahrel began. The slow movements picked up speed and small grunts and moans issued from both furs. The warmth gathered between them as the penis slid easily in and out. It seemed to be growing in size and it strained against the walls that held it firmly. The world washed over in a rainbow of colors as it remade itself for the second time that day.
Warm paws slid all over, grasping and clawing at sections of fur-covered skin. Each touch enhanced the feelings of closeness. Heat grew wherever flesh and fur touched. There was a moment when it was so hard to breathe. The world slowed and finally halted. Sudden pulses filled the void and the world burned with great intensity before fading out to black.
When Tosin opened his eyes, he was just himself again. Mahrel lay on the bed next to him, so close that their muzzles' almost touched without effort. Both furs panted and had their eyes only half open. The warm slick feeling between his cheeks reminded Tosin of the amazing love they had just shared. His nose caught the scent of fresh sex. He had never known the smell before, but he now recognized it from a few of the guards back in the dorm. Perhaps now he knew what they got up to in the showers late at night when he heard the water running.
"Wow...Mahrel...That was...incredible."
"You might not think so if you try to sit down for the next few days." Mahrel chuckled and closed his eyes. Tosin followed his lead.
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Eventually, the pair got out of bed and managed to cleanup. It wasn't easy to wash up without getting turned on again, but they managed. Afterwards, they convened a late lunch. Tuna salad sandwiches filled their bellies and they talked a little while they sipped some iced tea. Mahrel broke their playful banter by becoming suddenly serious.
"I love you, Tosin. But before any of that, I had already decided to offer you something. As much as I want to keep you here in this house with me forever, I can't make that happen. I can arrange to be alone with you a few times a week, but that's all. Or...I can help you escape from this place. If you can get to the forest north of the mountains, you'll find a colony of nightsiders that live free."
"But...Can't you come with me?" Tosin's eyes betrayed shock and horror. He had just given up his virginity and this felt like a betrayal. It was as if he had been used.
"I wish I could, but if I leave, I won't be able to help any one else to escape. I love you so much that I'll let you decide. Stay here with me, but live a slave's life. Or get away to freedom and be alone. Neither choice holds much joy. I'm sorry."
"I need some time to think. I don't know what I want right now." Tosin turned away to that Mahrel couldn't see the tears that suddenly obscured his vision. Mahrel reached out a paw to touch Tosin's shoulder, but thought better of it. He sat down and took a sip of tea from his glass.
"I thought so. I'm gonna take you back to the dorms. In one week, Rakkei will ask you for your answer. Tell him and I'll do the rest."
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The sun beat down on the fields. Tosin gathered the grain into bundles and sheered the off with a small scythe. It had been a week since he had returned to the dorm. Rakkei would expect the answer tonight. Tosin had mulled the decision over in his mind.
To stay for a love he would always have to hide didn't make much sense to him. But on the other paw, neither did abandoning that love for the great unknown. Every argument he weighed and considered carefully. Now, however, he was sure. The decision made, but still lost in his thoughts, Tosin had missed the gathering clouds. The sudden roar of a nearby lightning strike brought him back to reality.
"C'mon, Tosin! The storm is coming! We have to get the day's harvest in before the rain starts!" One of the other raccoons had shouted it as he ran past.
"Yes, a storm is coming," Tosin whispered as he pulled off his goggles and looked up at the towering thunderhead. Tosin's pain at being tossed aside right after sex had faded since he returned to the fields. His anger had turn to introspection. He finally had a choice about what he wanted in life. He suddenly knew he had been about to make the wrong decision. He resolved to tell Rakkei the right answer, the best answer he could imagine.
In some ways, things never change. In other ways, they are changing so much that one can hardly keep up. Tosin knew his world would hinge on this choice. He was glad to have found the right answer at last.
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There you have it. A humble otter's first go at erotica. And homosexual erotica at that.
Here's hoping you had as much fun reading as I did writing!
Before you comment, I feel the need to make two things abundantly clear:
This is a single, solitary, isolated story. I have no intention of writing a sequel. Take it for what it is.
The ending is exactly as I intended it. Enjoy the mystery of not knowing which Tosin picked! I'm a writer, not a slave master ... Sometimes, I'll let ya have whatever ending you want by leaving it open.
Questions? Comments? Go for it!