The "Hotspot"
#1 of The "Hotspot"
This is a story that has True characters I know only I've changed their names to protect them from humility ^^. Love ya guys. Oh and this is going to be a series...chapter by chapter I shall instill my evil doings into your head making you my drones MUWAHAHAHA. *cough cough* Ack, well enjoy!
Chapter one. The Meeting Place...
The night had reasonably let the moon shine down as Jeff "Husky" Redferd jogged his normal route out to the large pine wooded forest. The moist soil getting between his toes as his feet led him to the meeting spot.
Even though he was short of breath and panting slightly from the long trike, his body is actually in quite good condition. With his arms being that of a rookie baseball player and his legs just as muscle bound as a normal mans. He only works on his upper body as he runs often and he needs not to worry of his calves.
"I hope it's worth meeting this late. I'm missing Wolf's Rain damnit." He said this as his watch beeped showing 12:30 in it's digitized way.
His brow a little sweaty under the red cap with black stripes running down from it's top. His blue and white fur covered by a black tee with a picture of a well-drawn dragon with a chain leash around its neck. A brilliant purple back and tail with a yellow belly and wings. Over that his blue "stoner's" jacket as he so called it, having thermal interior and holes ripped near the wrist of his sleeves to put his thumbs through. His jeans having a hole ripped at his right knee giving him extra cool air to his privates and whatever else is below the belt. A hole also ripped in the rear of the jeans for his brilliant white and blue tail to curl out of and bounce along for the ride. Swaying side to side as he jogs ever nearer to the warm glow of the fire.
"Fuck, I'm late again. I wish they would tell me ahead of time instead of a damned random call this fuckin late at night."
"What's holding him up?" Asked a tall and very muscular white wolf named Matthew Gregory Duke. Usually called "Dukey" being as it fits him so perfect and makes him scowl every time it's mentioned. His fur gleaming in the fires light, his chest was built like a weight lifter. Looking him over you would see a beautiful set of yellow eyes that just pierce into yours even in the happiest mood. His smile sends off a radiance that makes you also smile and feel comforted. His abs rippling and washboard like as he worked hard for them. His toned thighs and calves just perfect from all his years of cross-country training. And his tail, the mass of fur that mattered most to all his friends as it is groomed everyday by his mate, the sheer whiteness of it could blind the sun, and the silver tip on it making all the other white wolves jealous and wondering how he got it as his parents are both white wolves as for the rest of his family tree.
"Aww I'm sure he's just entering the woods now. You know how he's always late like this whenever we call like that."
This time a smaller black wolf named Christopher Leon Carter bearing less muscle than the both mentioned earlier was sitting beside Matt. His yellow eyes softer and caring as his attitude more aggressive than the others. His heart was always in the right place but when things heated up he tended to let the fur fly...sometimes literally. His arms and chest having enough buffness to them that he could easily knock out a horse, being Jeff and Matt have seen him do it. A fighter from the streets makes him street smart but even more a loving and protective guy when he's around his friends. He too has a tail to die for as it has random white hairs placed around it making it unique. No other part of his body has a single thread of white fur on it but his tail. Matt being his mate they sat together cuddling until the familiar foot steps were heard as Husky jogged closer.
"Hey! You two had better not be yiffin over there or I swear I'm heading home to my bed." Husky jogged into the fires light and stopped in front of it to catch his breath.
The two wolves giggled and got up to se if Husky would live after his obviously tiring run to the site. Matt then said, "Probably so you could paw off after watching us."
"You'd better be damned happy I even got my lazy ass out of bed for you two. My mom even was surprised to see me leave. I had to tell her I'll be back before dawn...but we all know that's not happening because of me having school and all." Husky really not looking in the best of moods as Matt and Chris patted his back and offered a bottle of water.
"We were lucky you were even coming. I thought you said fuck it and went back to watch your precious 'Woof's Rain'." Chris said this with a wiseass smirk across his muzzle as Husky and Matt glared at him.
"You know hon that not something I'd expect from you. From what I remember you used to have all the episodes on tapes and would paw off whenever there was a gory scene." Matt cackled after seeing the expression on his loves face.
"Shut-up Dukey! At least I don't paw off to yiffy pics of rats..." At this both Husky and Chris laughed while Matt blushed a brilliant shade of crimson.
"Ladies...ladies, now we all know who paws off to what, we don't need reminding." Husky chimed in cheerfully as he sat on a log just to the left of the others.
The night was cool and an owl hooted off in the distance as they all spoke of the plans to escape the town over night and head to a private resort called "The HotSpot" strictly for furs of all shape, size, and species. As they all agreed to meet at the bridge they heard more footsteps enter the campsite. They all shushed and waited until Brian Allen Smith padded over to them. A paw waving and a smile on his face as he sits next to his mate Husky. The two kissed briefly as they said their hello's and told Brian about the wonderful scheme.
Brian was sort of a shy guy. His whole life was that of his home. Never really getting out to see the world beyond his whole backyard. His parents secluded him from the outside world until he was eighteen and he finally got fed up with it. Having a good scream at his mother and giving his father a fist to his snout before leaving for a month to live with his then just friend Jeff. The two had always liked one another but never had courage to tell each other. The one-day it did happen was a complete accident when Brian spilled coffee on Husky's crotch. He had blushed a beet red before wiping it with a cloth. Though Husky seemed aggravated his sheath in his pants had said different as Brian had stroked it slowly before looking up at His friend and finally kissing him on his lips. They sort of went to the bedroom to really show how they felt and became lovers ever since. Brian tries to work out with Husky whenever he can but doesn't really need to because their bodies are virtually the same...almost twins had they not been different species.
The trees gave a sway and a cool breeze brought forth a chill to all the furs as they looked around at each other and huggling closer to keep warm. Clouds had rolled in causing the moon to be hidden from view for a short while as the stars above that weren't covered helped to give what light they could.
"You're more then welcome to join us Brian but I must say that you need to bring your own money. The rest of us are and I believe its about $200 dollars for a weeks stay, cheap as it is its still making me roll pennies." Husky said this and gazed into the white wolfs eyes, his a sort of grayish-blue mix as they stare right back at him.
"Yes Jeff I know that and I plan on bringing enough for food also. It is after all a day's trip to get there. Who's car are we taking anyway?" Brian struck a great question. They all returned puzzled looks before Matt sighed and raised his paw.
"I suppose I have no choice. Besides it is a four door and gets great gas mileage."
"Great, then it's all set. We have our excuses to our parents. We have all our money set plus extra for fuel and food. And we have ourselves and our clothes." Chris said this with great satisfaction being his plans never fail when it comes to sneaking away for a long time. His muzzle bore a grin that could make a clown afraid of him as he licked Husky's face and watched as he scowled and gave him the finger.
"Where I come from this can be considered a polite gesture. Then again I like to use it for other things." Giving Brian's tail a good long stroke as he said it. Then leaned in again to smooch him on his soft fur lips.
Brian "Mmm's" into the kiss then pulls husky down to the ground and feels his paw into the ragged pants before taking it out and taking a whiff.
"You've been pawing off haven't you husky?" Brian chuckles and helps Jeff up. Watching as his face turns a dark red and he hides it under his cap, the other two wolves giggling madly.
"OH HO!! So tell me Jeffery...just what got you off so bad? Whew I can smell that over here!" Chris said as Matt looked at the husky and feeling a little humorous says then, "You know it had to be that girl across the street. That hot husky chick had me almost dying when she took off her top." Chris stopped laughing and poked Matt in his belly and whispering into his ear wit ha concerned look on his face. "Yea but you're the only wolf for me Chris. I shouldn't have to make you wonder." Chris looked around with an expressionless look before tackling Matt and dry humping his leg like a jackrabbit on Viagra.
The Group laughed and giggled as the night drove on turning into morning before they knew it. Jeff "Husky" Redferd hugged his love and padded off to another God-awful day of learning torture, thanking god he has his Automotive Technology shop this week.
The others left accordingly as Brian had to go to work and manage the Grocery store. Chris and Matt stayed for a bit longer doing who knows what before getting up and parting their ways, Matt heading to the health facility to type up things every now and then but mostly to talk to whoever's on YIM. Chris also heading off to school, being he and Husky share a few classes together. They usually just pass notes telling how they hate Mrs. Schmidt and her Dutch boy haircut.
The sun now rising above the horizon and the plan set the fire dies down and smolders a bit until the next meeting that night.
These characters are copyrighted to Huskyguy of Yiffchat. If found used in any other story the persecutor shall be yiffed and yiffed hard. If there is any objection there will be a use of another male in the presence. If still disagreements then the last and final action to be taken place would be the use of Thor to whomever's ass deserves it.
Hope you enjoyed the first Chapter. Remember I've you think it could use improvement. Please tell me. Not knowing this might result in crappier writings from me. ^oo^ Chapter two will be on yiffstar shortly.