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'Ah!!! What am I gonna wear?!' I thought frantically as I scowered my closet for a pair of nice clothes. I was so excited for our date, but also so nervous. Damian had decided that he wanted to take me somewhere nice. He said it was a five-star restaurant and that I should dress formally. First of all, this took me for a shock, I've never been to a five-star restaurant. I was afraid that I'd lack the proper 'pole up the ass' etiquette. Secondly, I didn't have much formal wear. The tux was my first actual formal suit and I was glad, but I didn't want to wear my choir tux to a date. I thought about it and wondered how high class I should dress. 'Maybe, just black slacks, nice dress shoes, white shirt with a black tie and black dressy sweater. I don't wanna look to formal.' I thought as I pulled out a shirt, tie, dress sweater, and shoes. However, it came to my attention that I didn't have any formal looking pants, just my black jeans. I thought about using the choir pants, but realized that he would've known, plus the bottom of the pants needed hemming. I thought about it and put on my wardrobe and realized that the pants added a more neo-formal look as the pants crumpled towards the calves, hugging my form and made me look like if I were a model from the Express store. I checked the mirror and saw how the sweater also hugged my upperbuild, outlining my shoulders and arms and my overall form was athletic. I liked the look and I went to the restroom to freshen up. As I came out of the shower, I heard the doorbell ring. I was alone, once again, and thought it was strange that Damian would show up without letting me know he was on his way. I checked my phone and saw no messages from Damian, or even a call. I wrapped the towel over my waist and walked over to the door and checked through the peephole. It was Omar! 'Oh crap! I totally forgot!' I thought to myself as I slowly unlocked the door. I opened the door and saw Omar just standing there, his normal natural grin smiling at anything.

"Hey, Axel." He said calmly as his tail swayed slowly.

"Hey Omar. Come in." I was lost, I didn't know what to say. I wanted to admit to him that I liked him, but now I was with Damian. I didn't know why I didn't just tell him, it's not like I'm asking for him to go out with me, I just wanted to let him know I had feelings for him and clear the air. "You should've texted me." I groaned as he entered and sat on the couch.

"I thought I'd surprise you, but looks like you turned the tables. Did I catch you at a bad time, dude?" He asked as he sat down and saw my wet fur.

"Well, I was about to leave." I admitted as I went into the closest room to get a towel to dry my hair and upperbody.

"So late? Where are you headed off to?"

"I'm going on a date...with my boyfriend." I said carefully as I stopped drying my fur and wrapped the towel around my paws. He looked at me with a surprised expression and, somehow, a bit distraught.

"Who? The Damian guy?" He asked bitterly. I just nodded. He looked at me and, as if it never happened, tried to change the subject. "So what did you need to talk about?" He almost spat. What bothered him so much about Damian?

"Well, this is kind of a personal thing." I said as I sat next to him. He didn't look me in the eyes and I just sighed and continued. "It's about us." At the mention of that, he turned and looked me in the eyes, his honey colored irises searching my face as to guess what it was about. "Well, it's more of an admitting thing. Okay, well, here goes." I took a deep breath and my heart began to beat frantically. "Well, the thing is, freshman year, I had a crush on you. I was still barely figuring out whether or not I was gay or bi and I didn't say anything because I was still trying to figure out my feelings towards guys." He just sat there, blankly staring at me. My heart started to beat even more, the air still and nothing but the sound of the lights humming and the fan creaking on the ceiling. "I'm sorry if you don't like what you hear." I said pleadfully, I didn't wanna lose Omar. He meant too much to me and was a huge part of my life. He just sat there, trying to collect his thoughts.

"Wow, well-um...Damn." He was speechless as he tried to laugh the awkwardness away. I just sat there, my eyebrows raised and an apologetic look had fallen upon my face. He looked at me again and just smiled. "That was unexpected." He admitted as he still chuckled. He looked at me and tried to find words to say. "Well, uh- I'm glad you told me that."

"Why?" I asked dumbfoundedly. I was completely taken by surprise by his sudden acceptance.

"Because, I knew I had a feeling from you, I was just afraid to ask in fear of being insincere." Omar admitted, and his grin had taken shape once again, he still had a fraught look on his face.

"Omar, is something wrong?" I asked. There was no way he was completely happy. He frowned and his ears lowered.

"Axel, I...I liked you. Actually, I still do." Omar muttered. At mention of this, my body had become numb. I was frozen in a state of different emotions overwhelming my body; fear, anger, confusion, lost. I couldn't believe what I just heard. 'This isn't possible...why didn't he tell me when I liked him?!' I thought as I tried to grasp the thought of Omar and I being together. I knew I should've put the pieces together. The fact that he was willing to help me in baseball, the fact that he'd gotten so upset that I was leaving. His embraces always felt different from everyone elses, they were always longer, but I never bothered to question it, the fact that I was even hugging him made me happy when I crushed on him. To hear this, I felt hurt for some reason, like if it was his fault. I realized it was no ones faults, just our own. "I don't know what to feel." He said truthfully as he looked me in the eyes and gave me a look that asked for forgiveness. He grabbed my paw and I just shuddered at the touch. "I should've told you." He said with a beated look on his face. I felt so angry at myself, here I was giving someone else who liked me false hope and then to tell him I already had a boyfriend. Fuck, why was I such an idiot? "There's just one thing I've wanted to know." He told me as he looked up again. He leaned in close to my muzzle and kissed me on the lips. I tried to pull away, but as we touched, it felt so enthralling. 'No, no no no NO! What are you doing?!' I thought as he grabbed my waist and tried to pull me in even closer. I followed and I sat on top of him, my towel parting ways. I totally had forgotten that I was stark naked and he came to notice this. He pulled away and he grinned as I was still mesmerized by the embrace. He began to nibble on my neck, my most erogenous zone. I quivered at his touch and he seemed to enjoy watching me be pleased. He started to growl, his dominance overwhelming him and sending me over the edge. I grabbed his head and ran my paw through his hair, messing up his clean cut. I felt something hard beginning to protude as it nudged at my rear. It was throbbing and felt warm. It was his member. Finally, I snapped back to reality and I whimpered in fear and growled in anger.

"I JUST told you I have a boyfriend! Why are you doing this?!" I snarled. It made me so mad that he felt like he had the right or authority to do it. He just grinned at me coyly and stood up and towered over me by two inches. He looked down at me and grabbed my paw.

"You know you want it, just as bad as I want you right now." He bellowed. His paw reached around for my rear end and caressed it with his warm touch. At first, I showed him my fangs, but as he groped it even harder, I started to wince in both pain and pleasure. "Come on, pup. No one has to know. You could kiss your boyfriend all you want and yet, you'll be thinking about me when you two are making out and fucking." He whispered. His words felt like he was casting a spell on me. 'Damn it! Why am I giving in?!' I thought to myself as I let him grab my cheeks and he nibbled on my neck even more. He kissed the area he was nibbling and looked me in the eyes. "So what do you want, pup?" He asked, his hands on my waist as he pulled me in. I knew my urges told me to say yes, but I was feeling completely terrible and guilt about Damian. Here, I had the most wonderful boyfriend, my FIRST boyfriend, and I give in to an asshole like Omar. I pulled away, my towel falling and me with a look of sheer anger had fallen on my face.

"I thought you were different. If you liked me, you wouldn't be doing this. You don't like me, you just want someone to fuck!" I shouted as I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist. "Get out." I uttered. He looked as confused as I was and, like if he didn't know what he did wrong, he got up the couch and began to walk to the door. He stopped in the doorway and turned around. I just bared my fangs and he looked away, disappointingly, and closed the door. I went to my bedroom and began to sob tears of confusion and anger. I was so disappointed in myself and I would never be able to forgive myself. Damian JUST told me that he wanted me to grow old with him, all these sweet things. I curled up in a ball, my knees to my stomach and I sobbed. After a minute or so of crying, I got up and wiped the tears off my face. I reached for my phone and saw I had a text. It was Omar.

'Ax, IDK wat came over me...im really sry, please forgive me. I like you, and I care so much about you, but my urges got the best of me. I'm so sry."

I read the text and every word seemed to infuriate me more and more. Finally, I threw the phone on my bed as hard as I could as I started stomping on the floor and hitting the walls with all my might. I ended up denting the wall and my knuckles bled, not profusely, but enough to coat all my knuckles in a small coat of the glossy red. I winced as I passed my tongue over them and I ran to the restroom and grabbed the alchohol. I cried loudly as I dabbed the alchohol drowned cotton swab over my knuckles. Tears escaped my face from pain and I took pains to make myself look presentable. Images of what had just happened kept flashing in my mind.

'What do you want, pup?' My head began to hurt as I felt the world to spin. 'When your making out or fucking, you'll still be thinking of me.' I felt the lights hurt as I grabbed for a tylenol and ate three pills. 'You know you want it.' Now, it felt like if someone was putting a jackhammer to my head. I shouted in pain and all the voices repeated and didn't end. "Enough!" I shouted and at that moment, everything stopped. I found myself on the floor curled up in a ball. I stood myself up and looked in the mirror and I saw a different side. Something I felt like I never noticed. There I was, standing there, just staring at my reflection. I touched my cheek and then I noticed my matted fur on the side where Omar had been kissing and biting me. I washed it off, but noticed that there was a dull pain. I moved my fur to reveal a hickie had been marked on my pelt. I washed my face and felt a burden lift itself off. I don't know what it was, but it felt a bit more relieving. I combed my hair to a presentable fauxhawk and put on my black pants, white shirt and black tie. I decided that it wasn't a good match after all and ran to my closet and got a dark red, almost maroon, colored shirt and a slim black tie. I decided the fauxhawk was childish and I just slicked my hair back. My dress shoes were glossy and black like the darkest tar you could ever find. I put on the essential deoderant and put on my best smelling cologne. I rolled up the sleeves to my shirt and also put on black suspenders. Now, I felt good. I waited patiently for Damian to text me and at Eight O' Clock, he called me.

"I'm here." He simply said. "Come in." I replied and I hung up. His car turned off and he rang the doorbell. He stood there, his outfit also carefully selected. I opened the door and I showed him in. He looked really good in a tux. He turned around to get a better glimpse of me and it looked like he liked what he saw. "Wow, Axel. You look...you look...Wow." He said bewildered. I swayed my tail lazily and I just grinned. "Same to you. You sure know how to wear a coat. It hugs your body, makes you look...very nice." I said as I walked closer and buttoned up his coat. He stammered and I saw his face blushing. He was looking good. He wore a not too formal tux coat over a nice clean white shirt and black tie and khaki pants with a clean pair of black shoes. His muscles were hidden underneath the coat, but I could still feel them as I buttoned his coat up. He looked at me and I looked back. "This coat makes you look really cute." I said as I bit my lip. 'Why the hell am I acting like this?' I thought to myself. I was beginning to act very seductive, which was very unlike me. At first, I thought it was strange, but Damian seemed to like this side of me. His tail wagged emphatically as he cleared his throat often and his blush profused through his fur. I grabbed him by the waist and then grabbed his arms and guided them down to my waist as I reached up for his shoulders. Our noses together, I went in for the kiss this time and I felt the feeling of ecstasy sweep over my body once again. He seemed to have been enjoying it more than I was. He grabbed my waist and pulled me as close as he could to his body and then started to go up and down my thigh as I reached and grasped at his muscular back. He was grunting a bit as I let him take control of the situation and I guided my hands to the side of his waist. I ran my paws up and down his waist, causing him to grunt even more. He grabbed a hold of both my legs and lifted me with ease. He walked us over to my room, our lips both locked on to each other. He sat on the bed as I sat on his lap, both of us still embraced and caressing each others bodies. As he felt my legs and reached for my back, I began to unbutton his coat and I removed it slowly, our lips not parting for a single moment. He leaned back and grabbed me as I laid on top of him. I unbuttoned his shirt and he began to unbutton mine, both of us removing each others ties and opened our shirts halfway. I broke our embrace and sat up as I slowly removed the suspenders one by one as he grinned and caressed my hips with his warm touch. I successfully removed the suspenders and went to work on kissing his chest. I nibbled first on his neck, running my tongue over any spot I could find that was sensitive for him. He moaned softly and murred as I ran my tongue over a sweet spot that seemed to send him over the edge. He groaned passionately and began to caress my cheeks as I did so with both paws. I grunted in response and whimpered a little as well. I nibbled on his neck and he groaned even louder. "Ohhh, mmph." He boomed as began to sway his hips. I went lower and began to kiss his chest. This seemed to send him over the edge as he moaned even more loudly. Every moan made me want more. "Mmph, Axel." He moaned as he grabbed my cheeks and started to grope them harder. I nibbled on his chest and he started to shudder at my touch. He began whimpering as I ran over a sweet spot and began to bite it a bit harder. "Fuck, stop!" He begged as I continued. His conscious was trying to get him to stop, but his urges, like mine, were too much to control. At that moment, my tail ran over his crotch, making his member twitch and throb in agony as it yearned for attention. His maw parted as he let out another groan and began to mutter incoherently. I grabbed his hands and made him let go of my cheeks. He did and at that, I sat up and began to rub my rump over his aching hard-on. The feel of it made me moan as I felt it rub up on my left cheek. He grabbed my waist and began to thrust softly as he swiveled his hips in the air and bit his lips. "Oh, fuck!" He bellowed and groaned, his eyes rolling over in ecstasy. At that, I stopped and stood up and kissed him on his lips. He shot upright and looked at me with one of the cutest confused puppy looks ever and I began to fix myself.

"Not until after our second date." I teased as I flicked my tail on his cheek and walked out. As I walked out, he groaned annoyingly and plopped back down on the bed. I waited in the living room patiently and he came out with both an annoyed and amused look on his face.

"Well, that was a side I hope to see soon again." He said as grabbed my waist and groped my butt again. I grabbed his paw and guided it to mine.

"In your dreams, Mr. Blue Balls." I chuckled as we walked to his car. "Oh, and by the way." I said as we stopped in front of the car. I slapped his but playfully and walked in front of him and let my bushy tail run over his crotch seam again. "Mine." I winked and grinned. He had the confused and excited look again as he wagged his tail excitedly and got in the car.