Chapter 1
#1 of Life of Roy, not really a joy
Author's note; OK, my first real story here on YS ;>
Roy is a lion, a godlike lion, but he's having a hard time (CLICHÈ, I KNOW!) with himself and his family. He's not sure of his own feelings and is closing himself little by little. Alot of furs is jealous of him (because of his looks, body , football skills and things like that. Also the fact that he's Neil's best friend, another musclebound handzum tiger ;> (clichè ftw.)
Neil don't care that peoples dislike Roy for being himself, and sticks up with him as much as possible.
Who knows what's gonna happen?
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"OK, Roy, you're gonna tell us right now, what've been going on lately? You stink, honestly, you smell like shit. Well, not you, but your clothes, and you've worn them for like over a week, and whenever we call you up at home, you're not there. None of us have seen you after school either. C'mon, you're scaring us." The tiger said, with an extremely concerned voice.
This was pretty much the only place they did see him when not at school, at football practice.
"I don't stink." Roy snorted. "THAT'S BECAUSE YOU JUST SHOWERED YOU IDIOT!" The tiger yelled. Not in anger, he yelled in pure desperation. Every fur in the locker room was looking at him, concerned looks. His friends, his team mates, all the biggest jocks in school, himself the biggest, all completely naked, in briefs or jockstraps. Random...
"Just tell us, we're your friends, it's obvious that something is going on with you." Said a huge black and brown bear, nudging his shoulder.
"Look guys, I'm fine, honestly, and Stripes, stop worrying that much, please." Roy said, in a pleading voice. They started giving up on him, and they all got out of the locker room, except the tiger.
"Roy, stop being such a jerk and tell me what's going on." The tiger said, in a calm voice. Roy was starting to get dressed, so he went over and sat down by him.
"Neil, I'm fine. Really." Roy tried to comfort him, or trying to make Neil drop it.
"OK, so, you wanna hang out today? Catch a movie or something? Can't at my place, mom's got visit, so..." Neil said.
"Uhh, I've got a lot to do today, ok? Tomorrow, maybe. Sorry Stripes." The lion excused.
"So, now you don't wanna hang out with me anymore? Like WHEN in history did that happen? Dude, something is wrong. We've been best friends for like 12 years, what's the fucking big deal?" Neil shouted, apparently angry at Roy for lying at him and bailing him.
"Dad threw me out, ok?" Roy blurted out, angry. He slung his gym bag over his back and started against the door.
"What?" Neil asked. Stumbling after Roy, he continued; "So, that's why you... Oh, ok. So, what you gonna do?" Neil was totally dumbstruck of what Roy just said. Had he really been thrown out? Even after all he already had been through. "I mean, are you serious, I mean wow..." Neil couldn't believe how fucked up Roy's life must've been at that moment.
Roy's life had been nothing but shit lately. His mom had died in a car crash, and his father had started drinking. His little sister had taken her own life, and only Roy and Neil knew why. Now his father had kicked him out, too.
Most of his friends didn't know what to say to him, they wanted to help him, wanted to support him, but how? It wasn't easy to come up with anything to cheer someone up when their life is spiralling like that...
The big lion didn't answer, nor look at his friend, he just kept walking in a slow pace, drifting through the corridor. "So, what are you gonna do?" Neil asked, somehow in a surprised tone.
"I'm going home to pick up my stuff and then I'm off." Roy sighed.
"You know, we've got a spare room. The guest room, I'll talk to mom, she'll let you stay y'know." Neil said, nudging Roy's back.
"I don't know. I don't want to be a burden you know."
"Bullshit, you've had enough downtime for a while, man. I'm really sorry, you know." Neil said, and he said it so Roy knew he meant it. He was sorry, not just sorry like everyone else, but he was hurt, too. Seeing his best friend like this, it was horrid.
"C'mere" Neil said, embracing Roy in a hug, resting his jaw over the big lion's shoulder, patting his back. "Let's go grab your stuff, man. You need new clothes, and a real shower, you smell from over a mile's distance." Neil chuckled. Roy pulled a smile on his muzzle, Neil really knew how to cheer him up now and then. Roy had already showered, but smelled again...
"You go grab your clothes and I'll talk to mom. Come by in an hour, ok?" Neil said.
"OK." Roy said, in a low pitched tone.
They split apart in the parking lot, since both of them had their own cars.
Reaching his house, Roy went in. The door was unlocked and he was waiting for his father to burst at him, though, he was ready. Couple of hits in his father's stomach and tell him that he were just picking up his stuff and he wouldn't have to see him again, that kind of crap.
Though, he didn't need to do that, his dad fast asleep on the couch, with a bottle of vodka dangling in his paw. Roy frowned, hoping his dad would suffocate as much as possible.
He gathered his clothes, all of his remaining school equipment and a couple of things; like his phone charger.
While he was at it, he grabbed his dad's wallet and took a couple of hundred dollars. "Fuck him." Roy spat. Still, he felt he needed to say goodbye, so he took a notepaper and scribbled down 'Sorry I'm a disgrace, I won't bother you anymore." and left it with that.
Neil sighed, thinking of Roy. 'How can someone's life be that marvellously fucked over in an instant like that?' He knew Roy never had it easy with himself. It was like something was bothering all the time, also, other furs at their school mocked him behind his back. He didn't have as much money as some of his so called 'friends'. He wasn't directly poor, but his family made it by. Neil's parents on the other hand, they were filthy rich.
Most furs that was talking behind Roy's back were jealous. His body was epic. Huge frame, a giant frame in fact. His body just boomed 'POWER' when you saw him. Standing 6"2 and weighed about 230 pounds in pure muscle. His stomach wasn't slim like Neil's. Roy wasn't fat, his stomach was just powerful, like his entire presence. His abs weren't hundred percent flat, but it wasn't much fat there either. He was just massive, and he had also been working out since he was about thirteen, now he was eighteen. Most guys envied his 'v-back' and his chest and arms.
Neil looked himself in the mirror. His body was pretty much like Roy's, but his abs were slimmer. 'Maybe we should start posing for magazines or something' Neil snickered.
He laughed, he couldn't stop either. 'That would've been hilarious' Neil thought, but he wasn't such an attention whore, neither was Roy. He couldn't believe Roy was so calm all the time. He never beat up those haters, neither the fuck-up furs that spread rumours about him.
Neil's train of thoughts were interrupted by a knock on his bedroom door.
Roy walked in, with a huge bag over his shoulder "Umm, where should I put these, well, umm..." Roy pondered. He hated himself, why he had to be such a suck-up, why couldn't he just be OK with that Neil had offered him a place to stay? They were best friends for God's sake. "Just drop them off in the guest room. You go get that shower of yours - I mean, borrow mine. I'll get your room ready, ok?" Neil smirked. 'This is gonna be awesome' he thought to himself, his best friend living at his house.
"Ok, thanks." Roy said, with a submissive undertone, not really knowing he did.
"Dude, why do I get that feeling that you feel that I'm... sort of... superior to you?" Neil blurted out, without thinking it through. He hated seeing Roy like that, too. He knew that Roy felt he didn't match up with him. 'The heck, money doesn't mean shit, and all those fucking haters, why do he even care?' Neil though. 'We're the best football players in the whole fucking region, jees'.
He didn't deny it. Neil was superior to him, in every way. Social ranks, he had better grades, his looks - even if they looked pretty much the same, he had much prettier eyes than him. Neil was much more popular with the girls, and the list went on. Overall a better fur.
"I, uhh... I don't know, maybe you are." Roy whimpered so low, that Neil almost had to read his lips,the lion folded his ears so low that you couldn't see them. His mane did a good job covering them though, dark brown and black at the edge.
Neil didn't believe it. Roy looked at him as a better fur than him, superior to him. He tried to make eye-contact with Roy, but failed miserably as Roy was looking at the floor.
Sometimes, he couldn't understand the big lion. He was like a cub sometimes, even how big and trembling his body was, he knew he probably was the biggest softie you could find.
"You said what?" Neil hissed, in almost disbelief. They were friends, christ sake.
"Look dude, I don't fucking care that those jealous motherfuckers backtalk you. Do you really think it bothers me, when some lowlife fag says to me that your just a big dickride, who's ready to go down on me whenever I'd like you to?" Neil spat, not at Roy, but the fact that he was nice to everyone, all the time. He never 'fought' back, ofcourse, no one engaged him physically, which would be the same as committing suicide.
"You need to clear your head, dude. Go clean yourself up, and Roy. We're pals, you're my best friend. My life would be so freakin' boring if you weren't around." Neil smiled, lifting his paw to do their highfive. Roy nudged it, a bit cheered up. "Thanks."
His mane was ten times heavier as the jet of hot water poured down. It was nice to get washed clean for a sake. Soaping himself up, he started thinking of Neil. He was always there for him, no matter what. He liked that, that no matter what, Neil would never badmouth him. Most of his 'friends' did. Apparently, it was the new game to gain creds.
Roy felt his crotch stirr a bit. He hadn't really been jacking off lately, showering public.
He could even smell his own scent, while he wassoaped up and showering.
'Explains why Neil's been nagging me about a real shower.' snickered, starting to rub his orbs. They were big, bigger than most with a delicious shape. When Roy would think of something nice about himself, it was either his body or his dick. He laughed at the thought.
His penis was getting exposed and hardened pretty fast. It stood eight and a half inch, proudly and thick, with a delicious mushroom head. 'I'd better make this quick.' he thought and started jacking, his thoughts drifting on about Neil.
Neil was talking to his mom, since he hadn't taken the time to do that yet. She smiled at him, after the rather quick explanation. "You are such a cute kid, sometimes. I think Roy appriciates a friend like you." Neil blushed.
"I know mom, but, he is..." He sighed, not sure how to put his words together.
"He's what, hun?" She was still smiling.
"I think he feels that I'm better than him. You know, like..." He whinced, he hated this.
"Superior?" She wondered, half in disbelief.
Neil just nodded, looking into his bottle of coke. "You know, furs at school is talking behind his back all the time. Like, why his sister committed suicide, and rumours about that he's been smoking weed and stuff, and all it takes to cheer him up is me nudging his shoulder, like, as long as I'm nice to him, he's..." Again, Neil lost words.
"... Happy?" Neil's mother said. "Yeah..." He sighed.
"You know what, Neil? I think Roy likes you." She smiled, flirtfully.
"Ofcourse he likes me, we're best friends." He laughed, before he eventually understood what she ment, and the most dumbstruck face hit him. His mother smiled, and let out a small giggle.
"So, you're saying that he is..." Neil went silent for a coupple of seconds, finishing the sentence. "..gay?"
"I'm not saying he's gay, but maybe, maybe he's bi, or straight... maybe he just appriciate you, because you really back him up, and if he's gay. OK, then he is, right?" She said, starting to worry that maybe Neil would let Roy down somehow.
Neil sighed, and nodded. 'It would make some sence, though, but anyways..." He thought.
Roy panted heavily, his seed clung to the wall in front of him. 'Oh, much needed relief afterall' he smiled. Showering the wall, cleaning the seed away, he got out of the shower and dried himself up. He put some briefs on and went to the guest room to pack some clothes out of his bag.
"Hey" Neil said, standing in the doorframe. "Feeling better?"
"Yeah, thanks alot stripes" Roy smiled, his golden brown eyes much lighter than earlier.
"Mom's okay with you staying around, and well... you need help unpacking, or? I can take your dirty clothes down to the laundry-room if you'd like?" Neil stammered, unsure what to say.
"Yeah, thanks, that would've been great." Roy said, offering a thankful smile.
Roy gathered his clothes that needed to get washed, and gathered them up in a pile.
"I'll carry them." Roy said. "Nah, I'll take them."
"Thanks, stripes. I'll just go to bed then, good night." Dropping onto the bed, pulling the covers over him. "G'nite." and Neil pondered off with the laundry.
Walking up again, he stopped outside Roy's door. The big guy seemed so lonely. He knew Roy wouldn't mind a girl to be a bit serious with, but he knew he had a hard time dealing with his own emotions, not really ready to share them with anyone, though, he had opened up for him.
Neil smiled, knowing Roy appreciated him that much, atleast their friendship.
Roy hadn't fallen asleep yet, when he heard a knock on the door, and Neil stepped in.
The tiger walked over to him, and sat by the edge of the bed, looking down into the floor.
"You, uhh... need someone to talk to?" Neil asked, letting his eyes wander over to Roy's.
"I don't know, not right now, I think... I mean, " Roy sighed, he actually wasn't sure what to get off his chest at that moment.
"Can I ask you 'bout something?" Neil asked.
"Sure, anything." Roy smiled.
"Why did your dad throw you out?" Neil whimpered, noticing Roy folding his ears back again.
"I, I'd rather not talk about it." Roy whimpered, he wasn't ready, not yet.
"Ok, but I'll listen if you wanna talk about it, or whatever you'd like to talk about."
"Thanks." Roy muttered, embarrased.
That was about when Neil did something extremely unexpected. The tiger had stripped off, leaving his breefs on, and slipping under the bed sheets, snuggling up against Roy.
Roy twitched, he was a bit frightened, no, terrified. He wasn't expecting this, it was just out of place. What if Neil found out? What if he popped a hard-on? His unease was noticed by Neil.
"Calm down, I just thought you seemed so lonely. I just... I want you to know that you, ugghhh. Look, I care for you, I know I might seem gay right now, but I'm not, really." Neil muttered.
He wasn't gay, he just had to do something to cheer Roy up.
Roy was still nervous, 'oh, snap...' he thought to himself, but it felt so right, lying next to Neil like that. He snuck his right arm over Neil's chest and snuggled his muzzle up against Neil's shoulder and neck. It felt so right, so good. He felt it, he was relaxing. No worries, only Neil was filling his mind. His huge body, up against Neil's, feeling his warmth. He felt like a cub again. He silently breathed in Neil's scent, his smell. He loved it, so masculin and strong.
"Y'know, you're like a cub sometimes. You are just a big softie." Neil chuckled, and Roy was fast asleep. Right then and there, Neil couldn't tell if Roy was gay or not, but he didn't care. Roy was happy for the first time he could remember for a long time back.
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There you go ;> hope the first chapter was OK, comment and rate please. Tell me what to do // what was good // what was bad, or crap //
Also notice that english is my second language and sorry for any grammar errors, or mistypings, ;