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The Gift

Daniel's Intro, Part 2

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I stepped aside to let the man behind me get access to the trash bin; my attention went from the Fox to the newcomer then back to the Fox. "I... uh... we--"

The man paused after chucking his trash into the bin. "We?... Whatever."

He walked off as if seeing a naked Fox man standing in the trash area weren't anything out of the ordinary. I opened my mouth to say something but realize I didn't really have anything I could say to him so I looked back to the fox, who had stepped closer; apparently while I wasn't paying attention he'd found some clothes.

His body was covered in blue jeans and an unzipped black leather jacket, but no shirt beneath it, continuing to provide me a fine view of his wiry-but-visible abdominal muscles Apparently my curiosity was written on my face and his smile widened as he pulled out a comb and ran it through his mane. "Don't worry... he can't see me. Nobody can. Nobody knows I'm here-- just you, Hiro."

Originally I had trouble figuring out what to say before that moment, but after that incomplete explanation I let him know that he didn't have to get all dressed up for my sake; I didn't mind how he looked before. "You made such a good first impression I'm surprised you decided to bother with clothes."

It was subtle, but not too subtle, and I watched with a smile as the smug grin on his muzzle split his lips from ear to ear. "Why waste the fun of undressing by not wearing anything to start?"

Damn, I thought to myself: I needed to remember that line. Appreciatively, I commented on his statement "You know, that's a VERY good point."

The Fox man grinned, sauntering past me; I noticed that his jeans had a hole in the end for his tail, which emerged from just above his sculpted ass. I watched as it flowed from side to side as he headed for the apartment buildings. "And, if you play your cards right you'll find out that it isn't my only good point."

Having seen a fair amount of furry porn online I could imagine exactly what he meant, but it blew my mind that he was able to come up with all of these lines faster than a porn star on coke. I figured I'd press my luck. "So... that's my apartment over there... the one on the second floor-- Apartment D."

His tail swayed from side to side as he casually glanced back at me, sliding his leather jacket off one shoulder then the next, and let it slip completely off of him; part of my mind registered how the entire thing faded away to nothing before it hit the asphalt, but the majority of my brain was just obsessed with how chiseled he was for a little guy, and how supple and soft his fur looked. My brain snapped out of it when he looked over his shoulder and grinned my way. "So... 'Apartment D'... you got a name I should use?"

I trotted across the distance to keep up. "Uh... Dan-- Daniel. Whichever."

His eyes turned to upside down V's again as he showed his teeth in a huge smile. "Okay then, Uh-Dan-Daniel... cute name, by the way."

It was one of those chiding come-on lines; I'd never really had a chance to use one myself but, experiencing it first-hand made me realize just how successful they could be. I blushed, of course. "Just Daniel. Or Dan. Either one."

The Fox made it to the stairs then turned around and took a seat; the stairway was a collection of metal railing with concrete slabs set on it even distances apart to create steps so there was space for his tail to poke out through them. It swished behind him and he kept one eye closed as he opened the other one, providing the impression of a wink. "But not 'uh'?"

I smiled back at him. "Dan or Daniel. Not 'uh'."

The 'wag' of his tail picked up speed. "Oh... I'm sure I could get you appreciate 'uh'... especially if it's said enough times with enough emotion..."

He then opened his muzzle, rocking back and forth suggestively as he moaned out the word several times, still grinning. I found myself blushing even more; either he was toying with me or he was probably the craziest proof that good luck existed in my life. "You don't waste any time beating around the bush, do you.. uh..."

He watched me, bemused as I tried to give him an opening to introduce himself. Smirking, he leaned forward. "Do I... 'uh' what, Dan-or-Daniel?"

The humor had been cute at first but his lack of 'fair play' was starting to grate just the smallest amount (his beautiful body gave me a little more patience than I would have had otherwise). "This is the first time I've met a fox-person. What should I call you, exactly? Do you have a name?"

He stood slowly, the belt holding up his pants coming loose as he did so. The jeans caught on his tail in the back but, as he turned around, the came loose and he started up the stairs, stepping out of them as they fell into a foggy oblivion. "Let's go up to your apartment and you can learn as much about me as you like."

I felt a shiver run up my back and a tightness in my front; he had hardly been subtle but that invitation was the most obvious one yet. Realizing that what was going on was in no way even close to possibly real I closed my eyes, telling myself "You fell asleep at the table, dummy... you're probably face down in chicken."

Opening them, I saw that I was, in fact, still standing at the base of the stairs and, to my surprise, the Fox's face was almost right in front of mine. He smiled wide, his eyes closing again, creating those little black creases in his otherwise light-gray mask. "You want to be face down on cock? Well what are you waiting down here for?"

A deep voice called from across the parking lot. It was masculine in a way that measured right up there with hot rods, sports, and drinking hard booze. I'm not really into any of those things, but I consider myself 'manly enough', but I almost shied away from how truly MALE the booming echo felt. He didn't even address me but I felt his attention. "A true hunter challenges himself, Kon."

The Fox's fur puffed up immediately and he raised a paw to cover his face, grumbling to himself in dejection, speaking in a tone so low I could barely hear it. "Shimatta... okiesawada kusoyaro."

Turning around I froze in my tracks; standing on the opposite side of the asphalt was an antlered animal man who was well over six foot tall. He had brownish fur along his shoulders and arms but everything along his chest and abdomen and further down was pure white; I could tell because he had absolutely NOTHING on, and seemed perfectly content to be naked to the world. His green eyes stared at us not only judging, but suggesting in his opinion that we both came up lacking. The worst thing was that I had a hard time convincing myself that his point of view might not be valid.

The Fox, who was apparently named Kon if the antlered creature was to be believed, raised a paw with obviously faked friendliness. "Hey there, Herne... you're not here to Chris Hanson me tonight, are ya?"

The newcomer stared blankly, very obviously not understanding the reference but he still somehow made ME feel stupid for getting it when he didn't. I found his presence uncomfortable, but in a way that that made me WANT to be comfortable about him, like I could change and become something more and better and worthy. As he approached I felt myself simultaneously shying away from him and puffing up in the hopes that he would notice and approve. I felt a soft paw brush across my shoulder and Kon spoke up from behind me. "Come on, Danny... let's go up to your apartment and leave the old hunter down here alone."

Despite my interest in the obviously welcoming Fox I somehow couldn't look away from the approaching figure. As he drew nearer and stepped into the light of the only working street lamp in the parking lot I got a much clearer view of him. The creature was a humanoid Elk; I'd seen elk before in nature documentaries and I could tell that he wasn't a deer. Even though I was a few steps up the hunter's eyes were at the same height as mine, and he raised a hand up, moving it so that it hung in the air barely an inch over my shoulder.

I waited with baited breath to feel it land, but it didn't. After hovering for a moment the Elk pulled it back. "I heard Kon call you Daniel. I am Herne. Herne the Hunter."

Small talk-- I had to reboot my mind to remember something socialable and polite. When I did the only thing that came into my mind was "What... uh... do you hunt, Herne the Hunter?"

The complete and total confidence in his stare made me even more self-conscious, but the glint of acknowledgement I saw of me in his eyes helped bolster my self-image; he was talking to me! And what he said next came across next could easily have taken as pure machismo from anyone else, but from Herne it felt like fact. "Everything."

Kon snorted from behind me. "Don't hunters have rules about not poaching someone else's prey? I saw Danny first."

I felt a little less when Herne's attention shifted to the Fox. "Not if I don't think of you as a hunter, little Yokai. Perhaps I do not find you worthy of Daniel."

Kon murmured out something else in Japanese I couldn't understand but one word broke through all the rest: "Glamour". The Elk's eyes narrowed, the green color glinting with a hint of danger as he stared over my head at the Fox. A moment later I felt a strange coldness wash over me and I realized that I was standing between two beast men. The Fox, behind me, was obviously interested in me and everything I'd read online in the furry community suggested that he was offering to show me a good time.

Then again, this was real life, and there was an imposing, very male (his presence, yeah... but he was naked too, so when I say 'very male' I mean it!) Elk who chose to come over and say hi. That FINALLY got my brain to kick into gear. "So... uh... what's... um... what ARE you guys? I-- I mean... I don't think I've seen anything like either of you before."

Behind me, Kon cooed "I'm whatever you want me to be, Daniel... What DO you want me to be?"

I turned to regard the Fox, who was completely naked, tail wrapped around his waist in a way that didn't QUITE cover everything, and made my brain grind to a halt again. Behind me, Herne stated "We are spirits, and you are a human. Most humans can't see or hear spirits, and that makes you special... important."

I felt the flick of a tail brush across the back of my neck. "You wanna invite me up, Daniel? You can see how I look in a collar... or maybe we can see how YOU look in one..."

The Elk sighed, bringing his hand to his forehead so he could rub his fingers on the bridge of his muzzle. "Kon... a still bowstring brings down the most worthy of prey."

The Fox snorted. "Says the guy who's obviously strung too tight."

The conversation was going nowhere, and I wasn't really all that comfortable standing on the stairs leading up to my apartment talking to two beast men-- two SPIRITS out in the open when apparently nobody else could see them besides me. Kon was obviously interested in me but I couldn't shake the feeling that Herne was too... in his own stand-offish, distracting way. If my life WAS taking a crazy turn like this then there was obviously only one answer so I--