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_Hello again, _

With the great help from [NewFur](%5C), I'm offering a revised version of the first story I submitted, You can still find it here as I want to keep it for future reference. Thanks to all who commented and helped me out for my first steps here! I'm very grateful and happy that you're interested in this little piece of work ^///^

_Also I can definitely confirm that there will be a part 2 with DAniel and Kevin! _

_Now onto the story... _

High school: For a lot of people it's as enthralling as listening to their grandmothers talk about how great disco used to be and would rather chew on glass or fill taxes (if they had to do that kind of thing). Not for me. During the last couple of years there, I discovered that the ridiculously small responsibilities I have are nothing compared to the free time and fun I can get.

I've always been a bit of a geeky fox, never the popular fur, which has never bothered me. A great group of friends and just generally goofing around and having fun is all I need. Sexuality never concerned me much. I was always busier having fun with friends. Well, things change, don't they?

"Well..." If there was one time in my life when I could have used a time machine, this would be it. Find the right words, memorize them and then lay them out in perfect accord and tone. Well, a few seconds is all I got, so might as well make the best of it.

I was trying to recall how I ended up in my room with my best friend, answering a very surprising question...

"I'm in love with you and...I'd like my first time to be with you. Would you... would you be up for that"? I still hear the trembling in his voice as he said those words, imagining him shiver across the dark bedroom as he said them.

Kevin and I go way back - as far back as two eighteen year old foxes can go. Turns out our mothers happened to know each other when we were still in their wombs, so that would make it about nineteen years of hanging out together... pretty cool actually.

We've always been opposites. Kevin was the shy, calm, happy to tag along guy, with white and grey fur, as though his winter colors decided to stay with him no matter the season. He's often caught in his own thoughts, but knows how to have fun too. I'm more of the loudmouth, classic red fox that makes jokes all the time and always has something silly to say. Not tonight, though. I was struggling for words. Me!

After school, we decided to hang out at my place. My parents live in this cute house close to the school, so it's just a short walk for us. We usually just sit around and watch cartoons or crappy films and find mistakes, but today Kevin's spirit was somewhere else. I mean, there had been a blatant continuity error in that movie and he didn't catch it!

"Dude, the car that guy was in had the windows open and here they're closed!" I exclaimed triumphantly.

Kevin was shocked out of a daze, "oh, what?"

"Dude, this is the third error you missed" I said. "As punishment for your incompetence at mocking poorly made cinematography, I am sending you on a quest for drinks!"

"What? Oh," he laughed. "Wow, that is pretty bad. Sorry, my mind was elsewhere." A smile came across his face, he stretched out and said, "but I'm too lazy to move so..." At that point a pillow decided to land square on his face, guided by my hand.

"Dude! Ah!" he laughed. "Come on, stop it or I - Ah!" A second hit silenced him. The winner was clear. "Ack... Okay, Okay! I'll get us some drinks. Sheesh," he chuckled. As he got up, he tried to hide an erection, but I made no comments about it_. I don't see why he would have had to hide it. We've known each other for long enough, right? No reason to dwell on it,_ I thought. I turned back to the movie as a guy in a space alien latex suit appeared on screen.

Having enjoyed my pillowesque victory over the arctic fox, it troubled me how distant he had been today. We usually joke a lot, but today he had kept to himself more often than usual. This was unacceptable. I put on a bandana and, while humming the Metal Gear theme, I waited behind the door. When he came back, I pounced on him, making him spill the drinks onto the floor and ourselves. Oh, damn. Forgot about the drinks. No matter.

"Ok, mister, you've been acting weird all day and I demand some answers! What is it?" Interrogation time, I thought excitedly. "Girl problems? Indigestion? Constipation? That time of the month? Worried about plankton taking over the world?"

I was on top of him, immobilizing his arms against the floor, like we often did when we wrestled, but he blushed so much when he looked at me and just freaked out.

"Daniel, get off me," he exclaimed. "Shit man, you got stains on our clothes and now my fur's all sticky! What the hell?!"

I backed off, surprised by his reaction. "Look, I'm sorry. I thought it'd make you snap out of it." I chuckled slightly. "You just seem so down, man."

"Sorry Danny, I've just had a lot on my mind..." He sighed.

"Yeah, just like every teenager on earth buddy! You're going to have to be more specific." I gave him a questioning look.

Kevin got up, but avoided eye contact. He then asked, "what's your take on... homosexuality?" Quietly, while looking at his feet, ears aback, defensively.

"Huh? That's a random question. Why you ask?" I leaned closer with a questioning look on my face.

"I was just... curious. I mean," he paused, looking anywhere but at me, "we always use expressions like 'that's so gay' and such, it got me wondering." He was blushing slightly.

"Hmm." I thought about it, "well, I don't have a problem with it. I mean, it's just an expression. Guess we should know better than to use it, but people always do, so we kinda jumped on the wagon I guess. I can stop saying it if you suddenly discovered a noble sense of morals," I joked, trying to loosen the atmosphere.

Looking straight into my eyes, Kevin said, "that's not the point Danny. I wasn't asking about the expression, but gay people." Now he was blushing even more. His question surprised me, partly because I wasn't used to seeing him like this, and partly because he should know how I think by now and where my values lie.

"Well why should I have a problem with it?" Annoyance in my tone, "I mean hell, I haven't slept with anyone yet, so I have no right to give my opinion on what other people do in their beds before I try it too... But the idea of going to bed with a boy is at least as appealing as with a girl and... uh..." Ah dear mouth, you have spoken faster than I could contain you...

"Wait... you've never been with anyone? What about Krystel, that cute rabbit from our class?" Kevin asked, surprised. I had forgotten about her...

"Heh... thing is... we went for a movie and she tried to make out with me... but, I was more interested by the plot than her tongue, so it was kind of awkward..." I chuckled nervously.

Kevin started laughing loudly "Oh man, this sort of thing only happens to you! Si tu n'éxistais pas, il faudrait t'inventer!*"

"Come on, Mister Frenchie! The plot was interesting and I had paid good money for that movie, not for a ticket to slobbersville!" To tell the truth I was a bit ashamed of that. I mean, she was one of the most coveted girls in school, so when she asked me out I was quite proud and made a few friends jealous, but during the make-out session, nothing stirred... crotch-wise. The movie sucked too.

Ugh, sticky fur... "Hey, let's get showered and changed. The coke is drying up on my fur and it don't feel pretty!" I dragged him to the bathroom. We used to take showers together when we were kids, but after a while, he didn't really want to anymore. Old reflexes die hard, I guess; I got us in the bathroom and started taking my shirt and pants off, and got the water running.

"Come on, let's go!" I called while standing next to the shower before noticing Kevin hadn't undressed and that the huge blush was back. "Uh... sorry... I, umm... I'll get this done quickly and leave you to shower," I stammered. "Um... I'll leave clean clothes in the room for you, okay?" With that, Kevin quickly left the room. I quickly washed and got out with a towel around my waist, dripping water everywhere. That was, totally, an embarrassing moment, I seem to have an ease in creating them today.

After a nice dinner with my folks it was decided that it was too late for Kevin to go home, so he was offered to stay at my place. I have another mattress in the room for guests, but it is mainly for him, seeing as this was like his second home. After some banter on whether I constituted a health hazard for the school due to my tendency to get in trouble, we started dozing off, talking about random things from our beds.

"Hey, um... Danny?" Kevin asked quietly. He looked worried. "Look, we've know each other for quite some time and we hang out pretty much everyday..."

"Thank you, Lord Obvious!" I joked. "What's up with you today?"

"If you'd let me finish, Captain Rushed!" Kevin bit back. He took a calming breath before continuing. "You're really fun to hang out with and really... umm... energetic," he was starting to get a flustered again. "But sometimes... you seem to ignore obvious things, I guess."

Yea, I do that a lot, I thought. "That is part of the 'Daniel Package Deal,' I am rather scatter minded, if you haven't caught on yet. Should I have noticed something? Did I miss your birthday?" I started to worry. "I never miss a birthday and you always have awesome cake!"

"No, no. That's not it." He chuckled, but I felt it was a bit nervous. "Look, when I asked you about gays... I wanted to see how you would react because... well I..." he took a long pause, hesitant.

"You're gay..." I finished for him. He cringed. It dawned on me then, "you want to know what would happen if I found out you were gay," I said, eyes softening.

Not a sound came from Kevin, not even breathing, which got me worried. Serious time, I thought. I can be quite serious, but serious people are boring, it's better to be silly all the time and serious only when you have to, and now I had to. "It's actually an easy thing to answer: we've always been together throughout our lives. In over seventeen years, a couple stupid arguments had us not talking to each other for, what, a couple of days at most?" I stated. "If you're gay, the only difference is that I'll probably joke about it when you're comfortable enough with yourself and I'll point out cute guys to you rather than cute girls. Why should it change our friendship at all?" I was pretty proud of that statement. He seemed more depressed.

"I see. Thanks Danny..." He looked sad. "I'm very grateful for your friendship. You're always there to cheer me up or to get my mind off things and I really have a lot of fun with you. It's just..."

"What is it?" I was starting to worry again, "in case you haven't noticed, you just came out to me and nothing has particularly changed. The Lord did not smite either of us, we didn't turn blind, and our friendship is intact. Is there something else? You're pregnant, aren't you!" I joked.

"No, you idiot" He chuckled. I love his chuckle, which is one of the reasons I try to make him laugh all the time. "I'm coming to terms with being gay, but I... I don't have any experience yet and... well, it scares me to think about it, you know?" He sounded more confident, but still looked worried

"Well, you'll find the right fur to take that step with. No need to rush if you're not comfortable, dude."

"Thing is..." his voice was quivering a bit. "I... I found someone I would like to discover this with... a-and... it's you. I...I love you, Danny."

Silence.

When you're cruising down the road in the fast lane and you lazily sail past a few hard-driving cars and are feeling pretty pleased with yourself and then accidentally change from fourth to first instead of third thus making your engine leap out of your hood in a rather ugly mess, it tends to throw you off your stride in much the same way that this remark had thrown me off mine.

The one not breathing was now me. Luckily my mouth was ready to take over. My brain, however, was not done processing the data. "Uh, what? I... er, me," I questioned rather poorly.

Kevin's ears splayed back again, he continued, "I'm saying... I love you... and ...I would like my first time to be with you. Would you... would you be up for that?" His tone felt worried and reticent.

I gave this as much thought as I could in the thirty or so seconds that followed his question. He's my best friend. I love him as a friend. I am so stupid for not noticing anything! The idea of sharing a bed with him was... actually appealing. It's not like he's not lean, he's actually really good looking now that I think about it, with his white and grey fur going to his pink pads on his paws, his golden eyes, ruffled hair... Wow... I've never thought of him like that, I thought. Something inside me, though, was stirring. Maybe I like him more than a friend...

"Well..." Now my heart was racing and my voice started trembling. "Look, I...uh... I'm honored you'd want to do that with me," I started, sitting up, "and... I'm sorry I didn't see it before. Not just how you were feeling, but my own feelings towards you. You've always been more than a friend and... I enjoy the time we have together so much," I paused, taking a breath. "I love seeing you smile and chuckle like you do. I realize now just how great you are and how difficult it must have been to confess like that. I'm sorry I was so slow..."

He, too, was sitting up now. "Wow... thanks Danny. To tell the truth, it hasn't been long that I started having thoughts for you like this. But, damn, it's so great to get it off my chest. Heh... my heart is pounding so hard..."

"Yeah, mine too, it's crazy... Um... I..." I slowly walked towards his bed; the light through the window showing me a blushing white fox, torso glimmering in the moonlight. He shifted back down and turned to the side, hiding his muzzle under the pillow. Man is it hard to breathe, I thought as I gently moved to lie down next to him. I could feel his shivers through the sheets. Letting out a nervous sigh, I lied down and pressed my body against his back, passing my arm over him. His hand met mine and we just lay there, intertwined, breathing more slowly but our hearts racing ever more...

"How come you turned away?" I asked after a bit, my muzzle so close to his neck, I felt his fur tickling my nose and the sweet smell of his freshly cleaned body lulled me into a feeling of serene comfort.

"I'm just... so happy. It doesn't feel like this is real." He replied, sniffling under the pillow. Was he crying? This quiet, thoughtful, introverted fox is crying because of how happy he is... because of me? It moved me to my core. He managed to muster up so much courage to confess something like this. How long had he thought of this? How long had I been oblivious?

"Well, this feels quite real to me" I said softly, hugging him strongly, pressing his back against my chest. "Kev, I... I love you, too" I whispered. "I think I always have, but just now did you make me realize how much. And, I guess..."

"What?" He asked, his voice trembling.

"I guess it means that I am gay too. At least, for you" And I squeezed his hand tightly. He laughed that delicious little laugh of his.

The strain of the conversation and its outcome left us both physically and emotionally drained; we slowly drifted into a blissful sleep, my arm draped over his shoulder, his breathing matching my own, with my hand in his, our bodies pressed together.

Let it always feel like this...

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*"If you didn't exist, someone would have to invent you"