Teenage Troubles: Chapter 4
Chapter 419 Mourn Street, City of 'Fait'6:25 PM, 31st of MarchMax sank back into the couch, the movie had finally finished and staring at a screen for hours had taken a small toll on his eyes. It had been terrible, a nightmare almost. Not because it had been scary, but because tt had been corny, out-right freakish and so confusing that Max had only grasped that the landslide was caused by an earthquake. There was bawdy comedy, a whole lot of pathetic deaths and a plot line that made sharknado look spectacular. Fortunately, the movie was ameliorated by Lyall leaping out of his fur at the 'jumpscares.' The fox would cachinnate whenever Lyall suddenly flew into the back of sofa; he'd try to play it off a sneeze, but Max knew that Lyall was terrified. Each time, Max felt like offering aegis to his friend, but as far as Max knew, Lyall was straight. Lyall had seen the porn as abhorrent, made clear by the way he averted his eyes and refused to look. Max was even starting to believe that the rabbit was homophobic, that he was wasting his time in trying to date him and that Lyall would only stab him in the back. Max was snapped out of latest reverie when a guttural sound rang out from his stomach. "Hungry?" Lyall asked, looking over at him with a grin. "Do you want me to order pizza or something? Chinese? Fish and chips? Ivian?" Lyall listed with a yawn, his stomach was exposed from under his pajama top as he stretched. He'd changed into the black, starry pajamas to avoid seeing the scariest part of the movie; which was honestly just a lot of running and shouting. "I've been surviving off of those since my parents went. I think that I have enough to buy us something...""How long have they been gone for?" Max asked, not answering, but not forgetting Lyall's question."They left on Sunday and should be getting back next Sunday. They went to do some kind of 'mission' in Ivia, boring!" Lyall got up from the couch with a swing and moved out into the hallway to get the phone. "Your parents are missionaries?" Max arose to follow the black rabbit."More or less. Dad owns a business, so he spends all of his free time going to third world countries, war zones and stuff like that.""He sounds brave." Max complimented."He's not. He doesn't go anywhere near the danger, he just follows in its wake and fixes things with Mom. She mostly goes because she doesn't work, apparently we have 'enough money', as if that exists." Lyall rolled his eyes and picked up the phone.Very annoyed by Lyall's words, Max bit his lip to stop himself from chastising Lyall, but it didn't stop his forepaws
from clenching and shaking ever so slightly. He tried to remind himself about what Lyall's dad had done in the past, about the ferret and his homophobia; that only fueled his rage. He felt it bubbling to the point where he needed to let it out by punching something, but he couldn't exactly throw down with Lyall or put a hole in the wall; it wasn't his house. He settled for pinching his thigh so roughly that he was certain it would bruise."You said that you have a younger sister?" Max said to distract himself. "Where is she?""She's staying at her friends house tonight. I think that she might be going to Grandma's tomorrow for the rest of the week..." Lyall explained. "And why didn't you go to a friends house?" Max asked, accidentally cutting Lyall off. The rage he had turned to target him instead of Lyall."Errr.. I don't like staying over people's houses. It feels wrong." Lyall answered as he rubbed his arm and moved back to the couch. "You just don't have friends, do you?" Max teased.Lyall awkwardly laughed. "So... Are we having pizza or not?" He asked."Pizza or home." Max said and handed Lyall all the money he had. "It's not a lot, but at least it'll pay for some.""There's enough here to pay for three..." Lyall stated after counting it all. "Here." He plucked out a note and tried to give it to Max."No there isn't. Aren't we having bread sticks? Or how about some dips. Garlic or ketchup?" Max asked. Lyall blinked."You can get dips?" He asked with complete disbelief as if Max had whispered something absurd."The dips are the best part!" Max cried. "Come here! You know nothing about ordering pizzas." Max took the phone from Lyall and lightly punched in the number.By seven, the two of them were sitting on Lyall's double bed downing slices of pizza. Max was unnerved by Lyall's room, but Lyall seemed to be opening up and the fox wanted it to stay that way. For some reason, seeing Lyall smile and giggle at even little things managed to make him feel warmer. Lyall constantly pointed up to the band posters that had been plastered to his walls for years. Lyall could give all of their full names and their latest song whilst Max only knew one of the bands; simply because they appeared on a bundle CD he'd bought. Lyall squealed in delight when Max told him that. The band posters were strange and their designs weren't the best, but Max didn't dare to comment and offend Lyall. Lyall didn't seem like the kind of guy who was into a bit of self love, his bed sheets were clean for one and he dared to have black clothes, black sheets and a black carpet. He didn't seem to own any porn mags and even the air about him
seemed... pure, virginal and innocent. Max suspected at first that Lyall had never masturbated or had even been subjected to the nightmare of a wet dream, but every teenage male had one eventually right? Who could actually resist the urge to tug, even if they only did it once? Perhaps Lyall was one of the furs who jerked off in the bathroom to make clean up easy. Max noticed that his boxers were becoming uncomfortable and sweaty, so he quickly stopped all the thoughts about the sexual habits of the black rabbit.Lyall sat-cross legged in front of Max on the opposite side of the pizza box, Max sat with his legs over the side of the bed. "So." Lyall said putting his forepaw up to cover his mouth, his mouth was still full of food. He swallowed the bite, "We have about three hours to kill before I get tired. What do you want to do?" Lyall asked. 'Fuck each other' Max said in his mind, but he didn't dare say it out loud. "Err... Why don't we put some music on?"Lyall got off of the bed faster than light, leaving the un-finished pizza behind. "I only really have rock music and well..." Lyall said quickly as he clicked on his laptop. The sounds of heavy metal crashed through the speakers and startled Max a moment later. But once again, he didn't say anything negative. "It's not bad at all, I sort of like it." He lied. Lyall instantly looked happier, he almost skipped back to the bed. Meanwhile, Max grimaced at the gruff voice and the heavy crashes. Lyall spoke about the lyrics as they continued eating, he seemed to know why the band had written the lyrics, the meaning behind every last line and had memorized every lyric, it's timing and duration. Max was fascinated by how Lyall's face changed with the music.Unbeknownst to both of them, they'd reached the last slice. Both reached forwards, but Lyall stopped his forepaw before he touched Max. "Do you want it?" Lyall asked, once again being too benign for his own good as he withdraw his forepaw. Max looked up and smiled at the blithesome rabbit. He was blushing, as if his dick had just slipped out of his boxers. "Nah. It's alright. You bought it." Max answered. "With your money." Lyall pointed out. Max shrugged his shoulders, he was being truthful."I ate all the garlic dip and the ketchup. Plus, this is your house..." Lyall's forepaw adroitly shot out and grabbed the last slice, in a second he'd wolfed it down. Max laughed slightly at his friends piggish way of eating. "Dude! I was going to ask for that tiny bit of pepperoni." Lyall giggled, "Sorry." He said. "I'll buy us another one tomorrow." Lyall got up from the bed and stopped the music. "I'd rather not piss the neighbors off with my screamo music." He explained and sat down on the chair at his desk for a moment. "Do you want to go downstairs again and watch another movie? I promise it
won't be porn this time, you can pick." Lyall promised. "Sure. Do you mind if I go and get ready for bed first though? I'm going to hit the hay after it's finished." Max announced as he too got up from the bed. "Go ahead. You can get changed in the bathroom." Lyall said. "Last door down the hall.""I don't really have anything to slip into, should I sleep in my boxers?" Max asked, looking at the rabbit's face to see if he was aroused."Sure." Lyall answered briefly, not a single thing about his visage changed.Feeling disappointed ever so slightly, Max shuffled towards the bathroom as Lyall started his music again. Max looked into the mirror at himself, he ruffled his bright orange fur and saw no signs of change. He'd been told that his fur would change soon, it would become lighter in places and drastically change to become darker in other places. He hoped that it was a lie, his fur was already perfectly soft and so vibrant that it had a natural sheen to it. He stripped off until he was only wearing his boxers. Accidentally, he dropped his shirt and knelt down to pick it up. He noticed something, a pair of black boxers. Judging by the small size, color and cum stain, they must have been Lyall's.Temptation over came Max and he reached out to pick them up. The cum had dried, but regardless the boxers bathed in Lyall's scent. Max inhaled the smell until he couldn't draw any more breath, it was beautifully overwhelming to the point where the fox wanted to tip his head back and fall asleep with it covering his nose.. Max could imagine the small rabbit sitting in his bedroom and jerking off. He imagined that the rabbit's penis would be small, probably 4 inches at most. The little guy probably would have been nervous doing it, he'd give himself amatory pokes and would gasp at the sensation it gave him when it shot through his body. His expression as he came would have been priceless, perhaps it would have been his first time doing it.He quickly stuffed the pair of boxers under his own clothes and walked out of the room, how he'd hide them tomorrow he didn't know. However, he did know that he wanted to keep Lyall's boxers as a very special memento; it was better than taking a lock of his fur after all. Lyall looked twice at the bulge in Max's boxers as the fox returned and blushed, but Max didn't catch Lyall's expression. "Should I go down and pick a movie now?" Max asked, oblivious to the rabbit's own arousal. He crossed his legs to hide it, making it seem like he needed the toilet."Yeah." Lyall said curtly, walking past his friend to go to the bathroom.About three hours later, the second horror movie was over and
Lyall was fast asleep. It had been worse than the first, as in it had been more terrifying. It wasn't enough to scare Max properly, but he'd jumped a few times. Lyall ,however, hadn't even made a noise; know Max knew the reason behind Lyall's silence. Max chuckled, 'What kind of guy falls asleep watching a horror movie?' he thought to himself. Max couldn't help, but to stare at Lyall. He had his head on arms, resting on a throw pillow. He was facing the TV, but had pulled a blanket over himself to stay warm. He was snoring on top of that, as if he'd been asleep since the movie started. There were no beads of sweat or freshly bitten claws, not even a chewed lip. He was even... smiling. How strange.Max didn't really understand the rabbit at all. For one, he had a very exotic taste of music. Max personally couldn't stand the crashing of drums and furs screaming down a mic, yet Lyall claimed that he could understand all of it. On top of that, masturbating with his boxers on was just asking for trouble; as if he wanted to get caught and shouted at. Lyall also had a habitat of putting black tape over his nipples; It was as if he was trying to cover up his body, as if he was ashamed of it.Lyall had changed into tight fighting boxers that were long enough to cover half of his thighs. Perhaps they are another attempt to hide away his body, Max thought. The fox reached over, as if they were calling to him. He gave Lyall a soft poke on his thighs, the fur was soft and came away easily. He rubbed his fingers to get it to fall to the floor. Next he stroked along Lyall's ass, feeling how it curved precisely. Max sighed and took his forepaw away, it was wrong to grope his vulnerable friend; what would he do if Lyall woke up? Max satisfied himself by staring at Lyall's ass instead. Considering that the rest of Lyall was cadaverous, twig thin in all honesty, his ass cheeks were...well... big. Max couldn't resist it, reaching out he rested his forepaw on his cheeks again before he began stroking once more.Gradually, Max grew harder and harder until it was uncomfortable to keep his boxers on. He reached down and freed his cock slightly, revealing half of his erect shaft. "Shit..." Max whispered to himself as pre-rolled down the front of his cock to wet the waistband of his boxers. To satisfy his libido, he reached down and abjectly fondled his cock. His thumb danced over his glans, he gasped and moved his forepaw into his boxers to make a ring around his knot. He moved the ring up and down, pumping it over his knot until pre jetted out onto the carpet in front of him. It snapped him back to reality. He looked over at Lyall and pulled up his boxers as if he were embarrassed. "Time for bed I guess." Max said to himself, a
little too loud. Lyall jerked slightly as if he woke up, but rolled back to his original position. Max didn't know why he was terrified, but for some reason his heart skipped beats when Lyall moved suddenly. Max poked Lyall, the rabbit didn't react. The fox sighed, it would be rude to wake him up. Like a father carrying their cub, Max hooked his arms under Lyall's shoulders and knees. He lifted the rabbit up into his arms and started to walk towards Lyall's room without rocking the rabbit too much. Max didn't notice Lyall clinging onto his fur and smiling at the treatment. Max tucked Lyall into bed, but when he moved he felt a tug on his tail. He froze. Busted. But then no fur spoke. He turned to see that Lyall was subconsciously, but amorously holding his tail as if it were a pillow. The rabbit rubbed his face into the soft fur and squeezed lightly.Max debated mentally for a moment. Go downstairs and risk waking Lyall up or sleep in his bed? It was a double bed after all, it was ample enough to hold two furs without it getting awkward. Max didn't dwell on it for long. The fox climbed into bed, staying as far away from Lyall as possible. He faced away from Lyall, but made sure that Lyall had most of the covers. In addition, he pushed a pillow between the two of them and tried to get some sleep. He imagined that Lyall wouldn't be too happy about waking up next to him, but he would explain himself in the morning. A loud alarm ripped through the air at exactly half past five, it played Lyall's music on full blast. Max fell out of bed, as if he'd been shot by something. He heard Lyall laughing, the rabbit hit the alarm and the melody stopped. "Wow... I didn't know that foxes could fly Morning Max!" Lyall grinned at his friend. He sat up in bed and brought his legs in close to hide his morning wood, he even kept the covers tucked over his legs. "Morning." Max waved back with a flick of his forepaw. Max sat back up, grumbling. He didn't bother getting back into bed, but instead stood up and stretched to show off his morning wood whilst it was kept tented in his boxers. He wanted more than anything for Lyall to be impressed by his dick.Lyall tried not to look at the bulge in Max's boxers, but couldn't help but to steal a look whenever Max turned the other way. "So how was your night?" Lyall asked, trying to start small talk before the accusations started."Great, I had... nice dreams. What about you?" Max asked, leaning on the chair at Lyall's desk."I had normal dreams... for once." Lyall seemed to shudder. "But they were ruined when I found a half naked fox in my bed. Why did you sleep next to me?""You were holding onto my tail last night, I didn't want to wake you up." Max tried to explain, stuttering and stammering as he did."So you climbed into bed with me?! Next time just wake me up or sleep with your head down the other end
of the bed. Alright?" Lyall criticized."Lyall. It's a double bed, I thought you wouldn't care too much." Max confessed."Well I did. I'm going to get ready for school. I'll make us some toast for breakfast." Lyall said as he got out of bed and moved towards the bathroom to perform his morning ablutions. Max watched Lyall go and could faintly hear Lyall's teeth clicking, was he nervous or something? Max thought. He also caught sight of Lyall's tail for the first time. It was small, fluffy and it was pointing towards the floor instead of wagging or standing up right, Max thought that it meant his friend was annoyed with Max's behavior. But that wasn't the only thing that caught Max's attention. His long boxer's legs were now riding high, so that Max could clearly see Lyall's ass without it being obstructed by clothing.It was just as round as Max had imagined, it looked perfect in all respects. The sight of Lyall almost naked convinced Max that he wanted to bed his new found friend badly. but he decided to keep his sexual desires silent and locked away, after all, it was better to never sleep with Lyall, but remain his friend, than to loose his friendship completely because of an audacious question.Thanks For Reading!As always, do tell me if you spot any mistakes. ^_^ Story, Characters and Locations © Kalebthecat