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5.

How can I be sooo fucking socially inept? Who the hell brings a date to a protest? I shudder to think where I'll take Jody next. Maybe the museum of genocides, famines, plagues and other depressing shit. Yeah, that would be my kind of idiotic suggestion. Of course I'm sure Jody is going to dump me after this pitty date.

I shook my head in general disgust and whipped another pebble at the fire hydrant across the street from where I sat on the curb. It was early, only me and the the chirping birds seemed to be awake. Normally I loved their noise, but today they sounded suspiciously accusing.

Tweet tweet tweet! You're too repressed to date a fur like Jody.

"Fuck you. I made out with him, isn't that a good start?"

Tweet tweet! If Trent didn't find your keys in his room, would anyone even know about you two? Hell, would you kiss him in public?

"I don't know if I'll kiss him in front of everyone. If he wants to, yeah, but I'm not the kind of fur that needs to flaunt it."

The bird landed on the grass to my right. I swear he was mocking me, the way he tilted his head.

"I don't see you broadcasting any public displays of affection."

He - the red crest denoted male - tweeted angrily, like he knew I was projecting.

"One day, furs will come to their senses and elect me as a benevolent shepherd to reform us into a society that isn't hung up on labels and antiquated social construct. Until then, keep your tweets to yourself. I'm doing the best I can."

Son of a bitch, I was talking to myself. No one ever had this kind of an effect on me. Jody was making me feel things-

Tweet!

"Shut up," I growled until I realized it was my phone this time, not the judgemental bird that was chirping. I tapped the screen to see the text message. Be there in 2. A smile stretched my lips.

"Hah! Not nervous," I felt like telling the bird, "just excited. I'm gonna kiss him."

The feathered fiend was joined by another red crested male... I think you know what they proceeded to rub my nose in.

"Choke on a worm, douche beak," I mumbled and stood up. I had way too much energy to just sit there arguing with birds. I walked down the street towards where Jody would be turning his red sports car any second.

I heard his sporty ticket magnet before I saw it. It's engine echoed in the still air. He spotted me and slammed on the breaks so he could hear that skidding noise he liked. I jumped in and started talking right away. "Look, Jody, I've been thinking. This might have not been the best idea for a date. If you'd rather go someplace... normal, I'd understand."

"Alex, look at me."

I did... Oh. He was wearing a retina searing tie dye shirt and his always inviting smile. "I'm pumped for this. It took me an hour to find these clothes at the way back of my closet. Now let's rage against that machine!"

I smiled to myself as I watched the scenery whip by. When he slowed at the end of the block I saw that fucking bird. Tweet-fuckin'-tweet. No kiss hello?

***

"Try to park in the rear," I told Jody as we pulled into the commercial blight that was ruining what was left of the nature on the outskirts of the city.

"Heh," he snickered.

Real mature. Not that I was setting much of an example. I didn't want my activist friends to see me getting out of this kind of a decadent bourgeois car. You'd think a fur like me would have risen above worrying about what others thought, but then again, I still had my last year of high school ahead of me. If I didn't at least pretend to care about my image, I'd be spending a lot of time getting stuffed in my locker.

"Call out if you see a spot," Jody grumbled. "Who's awake this early on a Saturday? Is there a sale I don't know about?"

"Just a lot of furs conditioned into spending money they don't have on things they don't need." I was sad to see the mall so busy already.

We eventually found a spot after Jody nearly got into a shouting match with an elderly female tapir. She reminded me a lot of my Nana when she got out of her running car waving a tire iron and yelling at Jody to come at her. Feisty and dangerous. So, we let her have the space.

I got a good look at Jody when we finally did find a spot and got out. His shirt was several sizes too big and almost covered the cutoff jorts.

"Nice legs," I had to say.

The fennec blushed. I don't think I'd ever made a fur blush before. He put on a pair of rustic hemp fiber sandals, apparently he liked to drive barefoot. Jody looked like something out of the sixties, but fuck could he make it sexy.

We walked through the parking lot. I made several abortive moves to put my arm around his waist, but just couldn't. It was all me. I'd never been smooth with anyone I'd dated, but at least with Jody I was relaxed enough to even think about making a move.

"So, do they pepper spray us?" Jody asked out of nowhere.

"What? No. Mores won't let us do cool stuff. He's a 'change from within' kind of lion. We're probably just going to work on raising awareness."

"Fun," Jody chirped with a genuine enthusiasm that I thought to be too rare in the environmental movement.

He went on, "I never thought I'd be doing something like this. I already feel like I've earned myself a cookie."

"You've never had a cause?" It was a strange notion that not every fur had quest that guided their lives like me... although I was starting to see the draw of having more than one passion.

"Well for two weeks when I was in high school I joined a gay rights club, but the whole thing was so dry. I know I'm shallow, I just couldn't take spending my Wednesday afternoons listening to lectures and sending emails to congress - I had no idea who any of them went to, probably a spam folder."

I was impressed. "You never told me that."

"It was only for a couple of weeks."

"It's still cool that you tried it... I guess I'll need to join one of those clubs now."

Jody laughed warmly. "It's not a requirement, Alex. Just 'cause we're dating doesn't mean you need to go out and get a gay membership card."

"Aw. No membership card? But how will I prove we're dating?" Was I being flirty?

Jody stopped and looked up at me. "Stoop down a bit." He threw his arm over my shoulder and pressed his head to mine, our cheeks touching. "Smile," he said as he held out his phone and took our picture.

He let go and his thumbs tapped away on the touch screen. Then my phone pinged. I took it out and looked at our pic. Jody was grinning wildly, photogenic as ever with one of his earrings managing to catch the sunlight so it looked almost like he had a halo hanging around his ear. I on the other hand, looked like I'd just woken up. Messy hair, squinty eyes and a lopsided smile.

"Beautiful," he declared.

He was half right.

***

Mores had his van parked by the south entrance. Kate was on the roof, tying a banner to the luggage rack.

Mores waved at us, probably spotting Jody's colorful shirt from halfway across the lot.

"Alex," he shouted, "check this out!"

Kate finished tying the last knot and kicked the rolled banner over the edge. It unfurled the show everyone driving in the succinct message: Save the Woods. Stop North Bank Mall Expansion. Nice.

"My cousin got a job at Kinko's," the lion said. "He called me last night and asked if I wanted this. It says 'Sael' on the back, so they were gonna throw it out. I would have called the group to see what you wanted printed on it, but y'know, last minute."

"That is awesome," I met him with a fist bump. We were looking more hardcore every day. I allowed myself a happy tail wag in celebration.

"This is Jody," I patted the fennec on the shoulder. "Jody, this is Mores."

Jody held out his hand for it to be enveloped in the bigger lion's paw. "Charmed," said Jody.

"Alex told me all about you. Glad to meet you."

Jody looked at me with a smirk and I picked at an invisible thread on my shirt so he wouldn't see me blush.

Mores brushed back his dreadlocked mane. "Let me introduce you around." He put his hand on Jody's back to lead him to the van. I felt my jaw clench. What the hell was going on with me? First flirting, now jealousy. Mores isn't even gay. Fucking hormones!

"This is Kate," said Mores

The raccoon reached down from the van's roof. "Love that shirt," she gushed. I so wanted to bark out taken, just in case she had any ideas.

Brad opened the passenger door and got out. "Dude," he giggled as he also admired Jody's tie dyed shirt. "Retro."

The scraggly haired horse was stoned already. He staggered off to help Mores get out the picket signs.

Jody leaned close. "If the horse offers you a brownie, don't eat it."

Heh.

Mores came back and gave us our signs. We always made extra in case anyone wanted to join us, but sadly Jody's visit was the first time we need the extras.

"So what do we do now, stand by the doors and shame the furs going in?" Jody asked.

That would have been my plan and Mores knew it, but the lion did what he could to keep us out of trouble. "Ah, well, legally we have to stay a certain distance from any entrance or exit, so we're seeing how far we can get with long distance looks of disapproval."

"Phase two really steps up our game," I added hastily so my date wouldn't think we were lame or something. Of course Brad's enthusiastically high self started chanting in his off key way "save the trees, legalize weed" at cars too far away to hear, making it a lot harder.

***

We stood out there for an hour watching the steady stream of traffic roll by. We did get a few honks of support, but that didn't stop those furs from pulling in to look for a parking space.

At least it gave me and Jody a chance to talk... more so Jody, but that was fine. I liked listening to him.

"-and that was my thirty-first piercing," he said pointing to one of his eyebrow studs. "So now you know you can trade a chili dog for the use of a piercing gun. Never believe a business that has a cash only sign in the window."

"You don't have any piercings you've been hiding from me, do you? No, wait. Don't tell me... No, tell me. I can't stand suspense."

I shook my head no.

"Yeah, I wouldn't have thought so. It'd be like putting a sticker on the Mona Lizard. Even a sparkly one wouldn't do it justice."

My eyes flitted around, instinctively seeing if anyone heard. We were pretty spread out to make the five us look like more.

"Sorry," Jody squeaked. "I should have said, it'd be like putting a gun rack on a Hummer. I have a habit of talking without thinking. Just tell me to shut up when I start going too far."

His big ears folded back, and I swear if you could weaponize that look, you'd have world peace in a week. It made me weak in all the right ways.

"Or like putting a knife on a really cool gun," he rambled on. "Oh, I guess that's a thing. A bayonet. Point is you-"

"Jody. Shut up," I said with a smirk and cupped the back of his head to pull him in. In front of my environmentalist friends and a whole world of furs who probably didn't care I kissed him. It wasn't like the heated passion of last night, but it wasn't something chaste either. It was a declaration for him and for me that we were on the right track.

Kate's sharp whistle cut the air. From the other side Mores was flashing me a big grin and a thumbs up. I looked back down at the fennec in my arms. He sighed and fluttered his lashes.

Now, it's not that I was fishing for approval but I did glance at Brad. The stoner horse was looking toward the mall. I followed his gaze.

Damn it. "Security," I called out. Security was used loosely in this instance. Approaching us down the rows of cars was Zev, raptor mall-cop and all around pain in the ass.

"Don't any of you furs have jobs?" he hissed. "I gave management your little list of demands. Can't you give it a rest for a few days?"

"We're within our legal rights," Mores said. "Why don't you go hassle the mall-walkers? I'm sure they're more of a threat to public safety than we are."

"Yeah," Jody jumped in, feeling the energy of the moment. "One of them threatened to kick my ass over a parking space! This lot is like a deathtrap."

I coughed and pointed to the sign he was holding_._ Parking Lots = Nature's Tombstone.

Zev rolled his eyes and folded his arms. We stood our ground and faced off with the bored raptor.

Maybe what I did next was a little stupid, but I want you to remember I'd just kissed Jody and my brain was swimming in who knows what kind of cocktail of lust driven chemicals, pheromones and glandular secretions. I wanted to impress my boyfriend.

"Why the fuck are you being such a bitch," I shouted at Zev.

The raptor raised an eyebrow. A primitive part of my psyche took this to be a challenge. I marched forward. There came a ping noise from Kate, our informal media relations director, hitting the record button on her phone. It barely registered with me.

Zev's posture stiffened. I don't think he was used to aggressive confrontation. "This is still a free country. Your bullshit attempt at intimidation won't stop us from getting our message out," I growled.

"No one gives a shit about your message. I'm not out here stopping you idiots from waving your signs. I'm here to make sure you don't fuck with the surveying crew when they get here."

Surveying crew? If they were coming today, the mall had no intention of even considering our demands!

Zev unholstered his radio, probably hoping I might be stupid enough to think it was mace or a taser like a real cop would have. His feathery head bristled and his eyes narrowed. "Now why don't you step back before I get pissed... pup."

Mores distracted me. "Alex, buddy, remember nonviolent resistance. Let's not-"

I was sick of feeling like I was on a leash. Mores really did care and he was trying, but since joining his band what had we accomplished? I spun on my heel, ready to give the impassioned speech I was born for, ready to rally furs to my cause. I threw my arms out, a gesture that would have been really cool and inspiring, a sweeping motion to show everything we were fighting for... Except what happened was my hand connecting viciously with the hard plastic of Zev's radio.

I yelped. Zev's radio was knocked upwards. Kate's video of the incident showed the improbable knockout as the radio caught the bottom of the raptor's jaw, surprising him as much as me, he tried to stagger back but his legs tangled on his first step. The truck pulling into the lot slammed on its brakes, skidding forward enough for Zev to hit his head on the side mirror, or the mirror to hit him, depending on who was going faster.

"Shit!" I yelped again and rushed to the raptor, almost - almost - catching him as he bounced off the truck onto the hard asphalt.

"Zev! Zev, I'm sorry, dude," I tried to pull him away from the entrance lane, sitting him up. I'd read somewhere that you shouldn't let someone with someone with a concussion sleep, so I lightly slapped him until his eyes flickered.

He groaned. "What the hel-"

The stopped truck's door swung open for a distraught ferret to exit. Unfortunately I'd only pulled Zev far enough for the door to knock him down again.

I tell you, when it rains, it fucking pours.

In the seconds it took me inadvertently beat the shit out of Zev, the others were at my side. "It was an accident!" I yelled.

Mores had his hand over his mouth. "I know. I saw it... But it's going to take some time to explain that to them."

I looked where he was pointing. The ferret was waving his arms at a squad car. I looked at the logo on the side of the truck. It was a from a construction company. This was not looking good.

"Uhmm," Mores looked at me, "run. I'll try and take care of this."

"No. I'll stay." I technically didn't do anything wrong, did I?

"Jody?" Mores said.

"I've got him." The little fennec took a tight grip on my arm and started dragging me away. "Thanks for a wonderful time. We should do this again."

Mores waved. "Any friend of Alex's is a friend of mine. Have Alex give you my number."

***

Ducking between rows of cars and keeping our heads down we made our way zig-zagging around the mall's lot, heading for the the back and Jody's car. "Jody," I said quietly, "I'm not a violent fur. I- I've never even gotten into a fight at school. It's just when I'm around you, I get all crazy-"

"I feel the same way," Jody told me as we crouched behind an SUV. "But can we discuss the burning love I have for you that feels like having a supernova in my stomach that's barfing molten space fire into my brain until I think I'm gonna explode later. I need to keep us out of jail right now."

"What?"

"Jail, Alex. I've... heard stories. Not sure I'd do well in there. Too pretty."

No fucking way I could let that go. But he was right, save the talking until after I was sure he was safe.

"I don't hear anything. I don't think anyone's following us," Jody said. He poked his head around the SUV. We ran the last few yards, hopping into his convertible. He laughed manically as he turned the key and cranked on the shift. The air smelled of burning rubber after his tires spun for purchase and we rocketed out of the North Bank Mall.

"I think we might have to face facts," he said, "conventional dates might not be our thing. But that's all good. We are not conventional furs."

I felt horrible for what happened to Zev. He was a prick, but he didn't deserve head trauma. Jody tried to make me feel better by telling me he really did have fun, and that medical science can work wonders these days so Zev was all but guaranteed to be fine.

I hardly noticed where we were until Jody turned the car off. We were at a cafe. I gave Jody a questioning glance.

"Ice cream," he smiled. "Best thing for when you're having a bad day."

It was a small place, maybe six tables inside. Quaint is how I'd describe it. Jody looked at the menu board over the counter. "Ooh! Alex, split a chocolate malt with me."

Jody ordered a regular chocolate malt but somehow managed to charm the doe working the register to upgrade it to a large and throw in a couple of cookies for free. I wish I was as good with furs as he was.

We sat outside, very eurasian as Jody put it. His eyes lit up as the waitress carried the tray to our table. He stabbed the two straws through the whipcream. I swear he's got a thing for the 1950's.

"Alex, I think I know what's got you all tangled up."

"W-what?" Jody was full of surprises. If he told me he was a psychic, I'd be tempted to believe him.

"You're in need of some release. Your feral side, that part of you in the tiny primordial part of your brain - tucked away under the sense of smell, or was it taste, I forget - is all pent up. And that has to be remedied."

"And by pent up, you mean-" I felt the fennec's foot wiggle under my pants leg, his toe stroking my furry shin. "I see what you're getting at."

He leaned forward and took another drink of the malt, hiding his smirk.

"I think you might be right." He started coughing, my agreement must have caught him off guard. He was right though. I was a loaded cannon that needed to fire. "I wonder... In your more worldly wisdom, might you know a way to work off some of this tension?"

"My place, or yours?"

Silly question. My place was my parents house, crawling with siblings, housekeepers and a very observant Nana. "Yours."

Jody got us to his downtown apartment even before the brainfreeze from guzzling the malt cleared. My limbs tingled from anticipation and nerves and left over adrenaline from my earlier fuck up. This was really happening I had to remind myself.

Jody pulled into his spot in the building's underground garage. "No pressure," he mumbled for the hundredth time. I wasn't sure if he was reminding me or himself.

We rode the elevator in an awkward silence, arm in arm but neither of us knowing what to say. I probably shouldn't have broke the silence.

"It... it won't hurt a lot, will it?" I asked. "I guess it can't, otherwise so many furs wouldn't be doing it. Never mind," I laughed nervously.

"Alex, we don't have to do anything." He looked up at me with those big soul-melting eyes and I would have braved anything to make him happy. "Let's just do what we did yesterday. Sit next to each other like the friends we are, and see where it leads."

I nodded. Why was he wasting his time with me? I wasn't that naive that I didn't know he had a voracious sexual appetite that consumed half the city, including my brother - blagh! don't need to think about that. Wha-what if I couldn't go through with it! Alone in my shower with thoughts of Jody was one thing, but this...

He didn't let me think for long, dragging me off the elevator and into his apartment. We made our way to one of the two couches, the one we made out on yesterday. The memories tickled and my fear began to fade like a morning fog. I wanted this.

Instead of sitting next to me, he straddled my legs, facing me. He kneeled up to adjust his bushy tail and eased back down. His weight, his heat, his aura bled into me. My cares and worries drifted away. I was cleansed by the fennec's mere presence.

A soft kiss and he looked at me, his mouth quirked. "Mind if I take my shirt off?"

I nodded for him to proceed. Jody lifted his arms and at a teasingly slow pace, pulled up his loose fitting tie dye. I had to touch. His slim midriff demanded my attention. I brushed my hands over his hips, up to the base of his ribs.

Jody laughed and flung his shirt away. "I'm ticklish, you know." He bent in and licked across my sealed lips.

"Should I take my shirt off?" I regretted asking as soon as I said it. Yeah this was going to be my first time with Jody, but I'm not a virgin. Get it together, Alex! I tossed away my shirt.

We got into some heavy petting, just like last time. At first the lack of tits threw me off. I kept wondering what to do with my hands. It's not like I had a wide repertoire of moves I could pull out. But soon I stopped thinking, just letting myself go. Jody was very fun to touch, so soft and warm. Curvy at the waist and where his delicious ass peeked out the top of his cutoffs.

When our kiss broke so we could gulp down some air I told him breathlessly, "Jody, I'm ready."

Considering the straining bulges in our pants that had begun grinding with the rest of our bodies, it was a pretty obvious statement. Jody squeezed his arms around my neck, his kisses growing in intensity, our tongues weren't dancing with each other as much as they were looking for their own way to start fucking.

Jody's hands had such a delicate touch, it made my groping look like a fur trying to find a remote that rolled under a couch. Jody knew what he was doing, running fingers along trails from my nipples, to my navel, and around my back. I moaned into him.

Jody's mouth left mine, heading south. I nearly screamed at feeling his teeth pinch my nipple before his tongue soothed it. If this was what making love felt like, what the fuck had I been doing all these years?

The fennec slid off my lap to the floor. He started to loosen my belt, I brushed his hands away because I could do it faster. Jody immediately started on my shoes, yanking them off then tugging at my pants before I had them unzipped. We were both eager.

I held on against Jody's surprising strength. It scared me a little, that my mind was refusing to let me give in to visceral lust, but I had to know. "Jody. Jody wait." His hands let go and he looked concerned.

"This, this isn't going to make things weird between us?" I asked. Next to the saving the environment, getting my rocks off was pretty much the driving force in my life, yet here I was discovering how deep my newest passion ran. "I really like you..."

His smile was all I needed to see, but his words were icing on the cake. "Alex, Alex, Alex. You wouldn't believe how long I've been asking myself that same question. I finally found an answer. Sex is just an act, it can't touch the connection we have here." He put a hand on each of our chests. A move like that could only be pulled off by a fur with Jody's level of sincerity without looking cheesey.

Fuck it. I'm convinced. "Ok." And the frantic removal of my pants proceed.

In a flash I was sitting there naked. Jody pushed my legs apart, not giving me time to ask anymore dumb questions.

"Agh!" His tongue caught me off guard again, slurping along my glistening shaft. He opened wide and went down on me. When I looked back on this later two major points would stand out. One, how great my first time with another male was, and how glad I was that it was with Jody. And two, how did he fit me in that small mouth of his, did he learn how to unhinge his jaw like some scalies can, or was there some mystic fennec magic I wasn't aware of?

When I'd had my mind blowing orgasm and Jody popped back up next to me, wiping his chin and grinning ear to ear, I was in heaven. Of course I've never been one for cuddling, but Jody converted me. Holding another fur you deeply felt for could be as satisfying as everything that leads up to it... believe it or not.

Right before I fell into an afternoon sleep holding him in my arms, Jody looked up at me. "So, did I manage to quell that raging feral wolf in you that's been starting fights all around town?"

"I think you did. Not a moment too soon either. This evening I was going to storm city hall and punch the mayor."

Jody yawned. "Good. When I wake up, remind me I've earned a cookie."