It had almost been three months since Darren had been locked away, and my wounds had healed perfectly, with minimal scarring, Mum's had also healed, she was walking as though she had never had the accident, or incident. But the three months had not been easy, there was much news, press and celebrity harassment. I had been asked by a hip-hop/techno 'musician' and I used that term very lightly, to be in a music video, although I respectfully declined, out of sheer hatred for the genre. Recently though, the attention became very small, possibly due to the flag that the police put on my head, making me untouchable by press. There was still five days until I had to head out for school.

I wasn't nervous about the work, I had been educated by my mother, and had reached a rather intelligent level, but the people, it's safe to say that I'm in no way normal.

I was lethargically flicking through web pages in the dimly lit computer room that sat in the far corner of my new house. I casually browsed through a game site, when page burst onto the screen that made me jump. On the screen was an anime of a young man spread on a bed, in the missionary position with another man. I felt shameful, but couldn't look away. Emblazoned across the top of the screen was 'Gay porn'. This sparked my interest.

I closed the page and opened google, searching 'gay porn'.

For at least half-an-hour I scrolled through the pages, seeing many men being fucked in the ass by other men, every one turning me on more than the last. Until I stumbled onto a website, Fur Affinity. I clicked the link, of a dark wolf fucking a white fox on the hood of a car. It turned out to be an animation. I groaned at the sensitive flesh on my knot escaped my furry sheath and was now brushing against my denim jeans. I unzipped my fly and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling my aching, deep red cock free. It was long, standing full mast at around 10 inches long, by around two wide. My eyes, fixed on the animation on screen, my paws reaching down to grasp the impressive wolf-hood that stood between my legs. As the animation played over, my paw made steady work on my meat, already covered in pre from tip to halfway down, my strokes spreading it around. My strokes formed a fast, narrow rhythm, my paw never straying far from my tip.

My mother walked passed the doorway, turning slightly to see me 'in action', and as she saw, she immediately threw her head away and quickly walked towards her room. Moments after she walked into her room, I looked over to the doorway, certain that I had seen something. I refocused on the screen, where it now displayed a scene where a muscular tiger was being sucked off, and jerked off by a thin, toned white rabbit. Feeling that unfamiliar feeling of orgasm approaching, I decided to try it, leaning forward and taking the first inch of my own cock into my mouth. Just as I did so, it happened, my cock quaked in my muzzle and I began shooting ropes of wolfcum into my throat. At first I was disgusted, believing that I was peeing in my mouth, but it tasted... Amazing, salty, yet sweet. I forced my mouth as far down the cock as I could, the tip grazing at the top of my throat as I continued cumming.

In one hard swallow, it all flowed down my throat. I gasped and released the grip my muzzle had on my cock-tip. Letting it drop from my panting muzzle. A trail of spit and cum connected his tongue and his softening cock-tip. Quickly, I deleted the history off the computer, turned it off, and ran off to bed.

The following evening, Mum and I were sitting at the table eating her moist meatloaf. I lazily flicked it on my plate with a fork. "Sean, honey, can I talk to you about something?"
"I guess so..."
"I found something on the computer today..."
"It's not mine! I mean, I didn't do it!"
"Look honey, it's not that I would care, but that's not to say that I wouldn't be disappointed, considering what social group your already stuck in, I just think it'd be hard to be in two social groups that would be a target for most." She reached her hand over and gently massaged my paw.

It was hard to hide it from her, my eyes became glassy and they started to run down my muzzle as I pointed my face at the meal. I pulled my paw out from under her hand and wiping the tear from my nose. I sniffed and nodded. She got up from her seat and pulled me into a one-sided hug, softly petted my head as I sobbed into her shoulder. "Shhh, it's alright."

After a while I stopped crying and looked up at her, "Mum, aren't you disappointed? You can't have grandchildren."
"I'll be fine, dear. Now come on, off to bed. Gotta go speak to your principal about your classes tommorrow."