Teaching Him How
Written by Ronn The Penguin of Rothera Writings
Aleck and Yew are owned by Caleb G.
This story is mature in nature and is intended for readers over the age of 18 years old, or those mature enough to handle it's contents.

As with many other days, Aleck and Yew sat side by side on the pier, straddling the river underneath it.
Aleck, An eighteen year old cat, was not that much bigger than the majority of average furs, he stood at a height of 5'11, and was neither lean nor fat, just average in pretty much every way.
Yew, however, was only thirteen, and over one foot shorter than Aleck at 4'10, however, and remembers quite fondly being made fun of in schools for being the only sheep in his town, besides his family.
"The water's pretty calm this time of year." Aleck said in a relaxed, monotone voice.
"Always is, duh." Yew replied, smiling at his friend.

As the two stared off at the water, calmly lapping onto the beams of the pier, the thoughts had returned to Aleck.
Aleck looked upon his friend, his soft white fur illuminated by the setting sun, as he looked from head to hoof of the sheep, he became more and more infatuated with him.
He had felt this way for quite a long time, ever since he had met Yew as a child he had felt a connection, but only recently have the thoughts become almost dominating.
"The Hell are you lookin' at?" Yew asked with a curious face.
"You, silly." Aleck said, his heart racing.

After a while of stripping Yew with his eyes, and crossing his legs to avoid his, arousal, being noticed, the urges died down, and so did the sunlight.
"We'd better get Yew home." Aleck said, making a teasing face as he did, obviously to aggrivate the sheep on his name.
"Ha ha, very funny, let's go." Yew replied, as he stood up, his hooves hitting the boards of the pier loudly.
Aleck stood up as well, offering a hand to his friend, a smile washing over his face.
"You wanna hold my hand? What are you, some kinda fag?" Yew said, his face disgusted.

The words hit Aleck like a truck, he had never been ridiculed on his sexuality, as secret as it was, before, and especially not by a teen such as Yew.
"Watch your words, they are offensive to some, what if a gay guy heard that?" Aleck said, covering his tracks quickly.
"Yeah...I guess so, I'm sorry." Yew said, a saddened look replacing his disgusted one.
Aleck was blushing as Yew apologized, the thoughts ramming his brain from each side.
"It's alright bud...I could never be mad at you." Said Aleck, giving Yew a tap on the head.

The two began the slow walk back to the suburbs in which they lived, the fact that neither of them had moved in years, is actually to blame for them being friends to begin with.
"Can we hang out again tomorrow?" Yew asked, smiling at Aleck.
Aleck felt his heart sink, he wanted to be with his friend, yes, but he could not supress these urges for much longer, they continued to unsheath him, to pound his mind, but, he figured he could fight them again, as he has for four years.
"Sure thing bud, where at?" Aleck said softly, returning the smile.
"My house, my parents aint gonna be home tomorrow." Yew replied, smiling bigger yet.

Aleck almost passed out right on the street they were crossing upon the saying of those last words.
He now had a chance, why not let Yew know about how he feels, and show him, the kid's still young, he might not know yet.
As Aleck fantasized about what may or may not happen, they had arrived at Yew's front porch, Aleck seeming to walk mindlessely to it the entire time.
"Yo zombie, we're here, see you at ten tomorrow mornin'?" Yew asked with a bright, hopeful smile.
"Of course you will buddy, get good sleep, its gonna be a big day." Aleck said with a devilish grin, as he turned to walk away.

Aleck returned home, went upstairs to his room, and flopped down on his bed, sliding a pair of earphones onto his head, and began listening to Scooter.
As MCH yelled about different things into his ears, he debated what to say to Yew tomorrow, how was he going to get the kid to let him fufill his urges.
 As horrible as it sounded in his mind, Aleck was not in love with the sheep, it was mainly a physical attraction, meaning, Aleck wanted his body.
For years now, images of Yew moaning as he was being taken, the warm seed from Aleck on his rounded snout, the hooves in his hands as he slammed into his friend, all things in which he imagined, he wanted to make a reality.
Aleck reached a decision after a few hours of thinking, if he couldn't get Yew to like it, he'd make him, after all, he'd like it after it started...right?

Aleck had fallen asleep with the earphones on his head, he woke up to no sound however, for his Ipod's battery had long run out.
He stretched and looked at the clock, 7:30 AM shined into his haze filled eyes.
"Coffee..." Was all Aleck could mutter to himself as he slipped on some clothes, and headed downstairs.
As he rounded the spiral staircase in his home, he hit the living room floor and came face to face with his parents, standing at the base, and seemingly dissapointed.
"Yew called." His father, Drake, had said with a solemn stare.

"So?" Aleck said, curious as to why his creators had been so angry with him.
"You made plans on your mother's birthday?" Drake had said again.
"Oh...shit, I- I-" Aleck muttered.
"Don't give us any exuses son, You can go have your fun, but when you get back, you'd better get ready to work your fur off, your mother is getting that garden she wants, and we can't hire a landscaper." Drake said, crossing his arms, his mother, Sue, smiling at Drake.
"Fine by me, happy birthday momma." Aleck said, briskly walking by, to the kitchen, and helping himself to a cup's worth of the coffee that simmered in the pot.

After eating a cinnamon bun he found in the bread box, and downing his cup of coffee, Aleck went back up to his room, and got online.
He got onto his FurBook, checking for any new notifications, one was all he saw, he clicked on the familiar little notification button.
"Yew Burgundy has posted on your timeline." returned the look.
As Aleck clicked the link, he was shocked at what he had saw.
"hay bud cant wait til 10 and yu kan kiss my tail" was written unprofessionally, but it was the picture attached that shocked him.

Although Aleck knew that it was a childish joke to Yew, he knew he had no idea how Aleck felt about him.
As Aleck looked at the picture, he felt himself unsheath nearly instantly.
The picture consisted of Yew, happily bent over the backrest of his office chair, his small tail risen, and his soft pink pucker, right in the middle of the puffed white wool cheeks of the boy's rear.
Aleck looked carefully at the pucker, he had never legitimately seen Yew's posterior in the past.
As he stared at the sheep's backside, he was nearly hypnotized, there was no question to it, he needed to have it.

He saved the picture in his documents folder, and encrypted it, almost instantly after pleasuring himself to the sight.
As the clock hit 9:52 AM, Aleck knew he had to get moving, although he only lived a block away, it still took a little time to get there.
He threw on a jacket and was about to depart out the door, when he saw his father again, this time, not as disappointed, but holding a large, almost brand new shovel in his hands.
"Don't forget, this is gonna be your new friend when you get home kid." Drake said, smiling menicingly.
"You're sick dad, you really enjoy that dontcha'?" Aleck said with a smile as he opened the door, and slid through it quickly.

The sun slammed into Aleck's eyes as he exited the home, notifying him that he had forgotten his shades, but he knew he only had a set amount of time to arrive at his friend's home, so he disregarded it and began to briskly walk towards Edgemont Ave, where Yew had lived.
Upon mounting the curb, he looked across the street, off in the distance, he could see Yew's place of residency once more, and low and behold, the young sheep sitting on the porch.
Yew must have noticed who it was, for as soon as the two locked eyes from yards away, Yew darted off of the porch, and ran towards his friend.
"Aleck!" Yew said, arriving in front of his friend, and offering his right hand for a fist bump, to which Aleck replied by giving it to him.
"Oh my...am I excited to see you..." Aleck said with a devilish grin, to which Yew seemed a bit uncomfortable.

The two went inside, and just as Yew had told Aleck the previous night, his parents were nowhere to be found.
"So, what do you wanna do first?" Yew said, escorting Aleck inside, sitting down on the living room couch.
"Well, theres a lot of things, hows about a movie?" Aleck said, never ceasing the smile he was giving to Yew.
He was trying as hard as he could to show his desire, without being too straightforward just yet, he resisted the urge to just, pin the sheep down and have his way, that was a last resort.
"Sure, how about Flaming Paddles?" Yew asked, twirling it in his hand.

The movie was now playing in front of the two, Yew sat near his friend as he carefully observed the movie, unbeknownst to him, however, Aleck was staring directly at the small, slim chest of the sheep, not looking away.
Aleck clenched his eyes and endured the urges until the movie was over, as the credits began, Yew hit the stop button and ejected the disk, as he placed it into the case, he unknowingly gave Aleck a great view of his tight shorts, and hooves, right in eyes view.
Aleck then remembered just how that rear looked naked, and could hide it no longer, he was fully unsheathed, and he knew it was time to let Yew know just how good of a friend he was.

"Yew...Can you come here for a moment bud?" Aleck said, pulling a pillow over his lap, casually leaning towards the sheep.
"Yeah, whats up?" Yew asked, getting on his hooves and walking towards Aleck.
"Well, I want you to promise you won't freak out or anything, who knows, you might even like it."
Aleck said, surprised by his own straightforwardness.
"What are you talking about?" Yew said with a curious look, and at about that time, Aleck moved the pillow.

With a quick glance down, Yew noticed the buldge forming in his jeans, and nearly screamed.
"Yo- You want to fuck me?!" Yew asked, shocked, backing away.
Aleck knew his secret was out, it had gone this far, he wanted to make the best of the moment.
"Yes, I do, but don't be so homophobic cutie, we've known eachother for years, and it dosn't hurt for long...trust me." Aleck said, standing up, no longer hiding the buldge.
"I- I'm not gay." Yew said, looking at the door, standing quite still.
"Let's find out." Aleck said, as he placed his hand softly on the sheep's shoulder.

"Stop..." Yew said, almost intimidatingly to Aleck, but not nearly enough to stop him.
Aleck gently massaged the boy's shoulders as he pulled him back, sitting him down on his lap, Yew could feel the throbbing cathood on his posterior, and Aleck murred loudly from the feeling.
"I don't wanna do this." Yew said matter of factly.
"Shut up and enjoy this babe." Aleck said, as he finally acted on the urges, and slid his right hand down Yew's shorts, cupping his boyhood
"Aah!, s- stop!" Yew muttered, as he was unable to control the blood rushing to it, becoming hard.

Aleck let out a long murr and guided Yew's right hand behind him, laying it on his own buldge.
"No!" Yew said, now trying to get away from Aleck, to which he held the sheep tighter in his strong embrace.
"If you don't want it to get a lot rougher, be a good little slut and stay put." Aleck said, the feeling of his urges finally coming true, making him harder and harder against the boy's rump.
"Please don't do this." Yew begged once more, but this time staying still as ever.
"Too late for that, you are way too cute." Aleck said, as he began to slide Yew's shorts to the ground.

The feeling of fear overtook the sheep, he attempted once more to get away, this time, recieving a loud and angry hiss from Aleck.
"I warned you." He said, as he finished removing Yew's shorts and underwear.
Aleck looked to the front door, which was visable from the couch, to be sure it was locked, as he used the hand that was not holding his young victim down, to relieve himself of his own pants and underwear.
Yew looked with horror as he layed eyes on the unsheathed member, grown to about seven inches in length and three in diameter, a small dab of precum was visable on the tip.
"To think, I coulda' been gentle." Aleck said with an evil grin as he leaned closer to Yew.

"No!" Was all Yew could mutter, before Aleck locked lips with him, his rough wool-licking tongue sliding over Aleck's feline tongue was enough to make Aleck murr long and proud.
Yew had given up struggling physically, small tears rolled from the corners of his eyes, he sobbed in a pitiful way as he emotionally begged for the cat to get off of him.
Aleck pulled away, a string of saliva trailing back to his own muzzle as he smiled.
"Just as yummy as I thought you'd be buddy." Aleck said, now standing up.
Yew wiped away his tears as Aleck freed his hands, now standing in front of him, his hardened member directly in front of the sheep's muzzle.

"Get to work." Aleck said, in a monotone, intimidating voice.
"W- what?" Yew said, fearful, and trying to keep his distance from the throbbing cat member.
"Suck it, you know how, don't lie to me." Aleck said with a grin.
"C- Can we st- stop this if i do?" Yew said, looking hopeful.
Those words had reminded Aleck that no matter what occured, Yew still trusted him as a friend, which he would be horrible for doing, yet he was going to take advantage of that.
"Surrre..." Aleck said, rolling his eyes "Just work that muzzle sheep boy."

Yew grunted, placing his right hand around the throbbing shaft, as he ran his hand up and down, Aleck nodded with each stroke, reasurring Yew that he was doing it correctly.
"Well, get using that muzzle!" Aleck reminded again, Yew noticing the seriousness to his voice.
"Fine, just stop yelling..." Yew answered in reply.
As he placed the tip into his muzzle, Yew was thanking God in his mind, that he had not resisted, sure he did not enjoy a second of this, but he'd much rather have some control of the situation rather than none.
"Aahhh...Just like that, good boy!" Aleck smiled, as a glob of pre was sent down Yew's throat.

Yew gagged a bit in return, but swallowed reluctantly, as he began to bob his head back and forth on the cat's shaft.
"Sw- swirl your tongue too slut!" Aleck said, placing a hand on Yew's soft woolen head.
"Mffff!" Yew said, as if to reply with "I am!"
Yew continued bobbing his head back and forth, murrs from Aleck seeming to not stop, as much as Yew hated it, he knew he was making his friend happy.
"Ahhh...S- stop!, Unless you want me to cum in your little muzzle!" Aleck said, grinning at Yew, who pulled off immediately.

"Blecch...Th- thank you for not cumming in there, i'm just glad it's over." Yew said, trying to fight up a smile.
"What are you talking about, you're just as hard as I am, and I never said I wasn't cummin'" Aleck said, grabbing ahold of Yew and turning him over.
"W- what?!" Yew asked in surprise, complaining grunts coming from him.
"I told you, I coulda been gentle...That would have been gentle." Aleck said, positioning himself behind the young sheep, placing his tip to his pucker.
"Not there...please not there..." Yew begged, to absolutely no one that would listen.

Aleck thrusted in, one violent thrust, lubed by Yew's very own saliva, as he slid each inch inside.
Yew screamed in agony, he felt as though he was being torn apart from the inside, he buried his face into the couch cushions.
Aleck on the other hand, murred loudly, and smiled as he thrust, for he had wanted this backside for many years, and the feeling of its warm cushiony walls, clenching around it as he invaded it, made up for all of that time.
"You're a tight little bitch aintcha?" Aleck said, starting to thrust in and out with more speed, keeping his power at the same point.
"Ahh!...Just hurry up!, I want this to stop!" Yew said, crying profusely and wriggling in ways that only made Aleck moan louder.

Aleck reached around the sheep and took ahold of his own, small, hardened member, and began to pump it quickly in his right paw.
"Al- Aleck?!, what are you doing?" He screamed, as Aleck gave him this newfound pleasure, yet never ceased the thrusting that made him feel as though he was going to die.
"Making a sheep cum, of course, just the same as he's doing for me." Aleck said, smiling.
Aleck pumped the pubescent cock faster and faster, thrusting inwards with more and more power to each thrust, he felt his entire body begin to shiver with the years of backed lust, finally being released right into Yew's tailhole.

"S- Stop!" Yew said, although now the sheep even murred, although the pleasure was noticable, the way in which he was reciving it still was wrong and very painful to Yew, so he still attempted to make his attacker, and best friend, stop the abuse.
"P- Pretty soon you little slut!" Aleck said, pumping Yew's member faster in his paw yet, reaching the most exhilirating speed he could with his paw, thrusting into the boy as if he were a full grown man.
Aleck clenched his eyes, he could feel his testicles rising in his sack, he grunted loudly as he neared his climax.
"Aleck!, you're gonna make me cum!" Was all Yew muttered, and although unwilling, the statement coming from the sheep he so desired, hearing those words from Yew's muzzle, was enough to send him over the edge.
"YESSSS!" Aleck screamed, as he gave one last violent thrust into the boy's tailhole, stream after stream of the cat's semen firing inside, some dripping and squirting out of the hole before his orgasm had even finished.

As he was filled by his invader, the feeling of the warm fluid and the paw around his member was legitimately enough to make Yew drip his few drops of clear, precum, he was a bit of a late bloomer, so that is all the young sheep could produce.
Aleck pulled out of the tailhole, now calmed down and nervous, he looked upon the scene, his friend's tailhole stretched and abused, his own seed dripping from it.
"Yew...I'm...I'm sorry..." Aleck said, as Yew turned around and flopped to the ground.
"T- that last part felt okay..." Yew said, getting a smile across his face.
Yew thought hard about what he was going to do, should he tell anyone?, should he just keep it a secret?.

But as he pondered this, a thought entered his mind...
Can we do this again sometime?
He blushed severely as he realized that the feeling of the orgasm had lead him to almost enjoy this abuse, but if he wanted it, he'd have to make a smart exuse as to not notify Aleck that he was right.
"I won't tell anyone...You're my friend, I don't like it, but if you need to do it again, go ahead." Yew said with a grin, wagging his messy tail.
"You liked it didnt'cha?" Aleck said, grinning at the sheep.
As Yew looked to the floor, the answer was obvious, Aleck embraced his friend in a hug and smiled.

Every so often, Aleck comes over to indulge in his new privelege, and after time, Yew admitted to liking it, not so much as Aleck did, having no choice but to be the sub of this taboo relationship.
But everything seemed to work out, when they were not inside of the bedroom, cumming and moaning together, they lived their lives just as commonly as they ever did.
The two now, sat on the pier, that straddled the river beneath it, but instead of sitting side by side as they had last time, they now sat, Yew in the lap of both his enemy, and his best friend, the cause of his physical pain, but also his sexual pleasure, he sat in the lap of his lover, and no longer cared to fight it.