Tails watched as the void phased in and out like a dim candle light blowing in the wind. The room around him pulsed with it and seemed to jut back and forth. There was a sound, a soft feminine moaning as he focused harder on his surroundings. He could now see his hands holding himself up off the floor, his knees bent for support as he struggled to turn around.


CLAP


A sharp sound fills the room as he looks back as far as he can to see a dark purple silhouette moving back and forth with its beefy arm linking down and holding on to something behind the fox.


CLAP!


with the ringing sound filling the room again the Silhouette moved its heavy strong frame as the feminine moan escaped from somewhere. It’s lingering vowels hung with an echo and Tails was unsure where it truly spawned from. He could see nothing else within the void beyond the purple mass, the outlines of his hands upon the floor.


CLAP!!


The sounds grew louder, the moaning persisted, and the menacing purple form was now moving beyond the sounds of the ringing clapping. something was drumming, a fierce and constant rapid fire matching tempo with Tail’s own heart as his confusion grew, he opened his mouth to call out for help. He couldn’t hear it, instead he only heard a soft feminine voice droll out.
“Yes more, please, fill me more with your amazing massive co-“


CRACK-KOW!!!


The lightning was closer than it ever was before as the storm raged on, the clacking raindrops pelting down on the wooden shack’s rooftop and leaking in across some cracks in the warped panels. Tails was resting in a heaped pile of bedsheets and pillows that contributed to Big’s bed. He blinked away his sleep as his mind steadily awoke in pace with the body. His dream was now just a fading memory unsure whether it was real or not anymore. Tails rose from the bedding covering himself up in the covers to fight against the cold as he scanned the room, taking note of his cleaned and folded clothes on the bedside table and a tiny note from big reading.
“All clean” with a tiny heart, A very cute tiny heart, at the end. Big was sweet and very innocent despite his age. The large cat host was in the kitchen. His furry body bristled at the sounds of lightning as he was shocked by the passing lightning and rolling thunder overhead. The Big purple fluff ball hadn’t put his own clothes back on, his belt hung over a nearby chair in the bedroom while his sandals were strewn about the bed’s legs. Tails noticed immediately the thick hanging flaccid member just resting between Big’s legs. The young fox quickly averted his eyes as his face flushed red. He used the covers to hide himself, draping them over him like he was some cloth monster trying to bury itself in the bed.
‘Why? Why is big just walking around naked?’ Tails thought to himself before re-emerging from the blankets to peek at the purple man cat once more. yep still naked, and still hung. His own foxhood pulsed at the sight, a surge of excitement passing through just as quickly as it came. The young fox stood up from the bed still huddled in the blanket as he walked over to Mr Big. The cat noticed instantly and smiled wide to his house guest.
“Morning tails, can I make you breakfast?” He offered as he was frying something on a gas stove top. some bacon and eggs by the look and smell. The meek fox smiled and nodded only enough for an answer and not enough to stare down at the sausage that wasn’t on the menu.
“Uh Mr Big?” Tails finally spoke up “Why aren’t you wearing your clothes?” a gentle pinkish glow emanated from the fox’s cheeks as he felt the embarrassment of asking such a forward question to his host.
“Oh cause I don’t often wear them out here, also I don’t want my sandals getting all wet with raindrops either.”
Tail’s blinking expression made it known to Big he needed to perhaps expand further on why he did not wear clothes. “Well I’m already big and fluffy out here and it’s very warm so if i’m wearing clothes I get too warm. My natural fur is just like wearing that blanket over myself all the time.” He chuckled thinking that was a great way to explain his nudity to the young fox, not once thinking for modesty’s sake he should cover up at least his hanging manhood. his laughing stopped when he felt a small hand press gently into his stomach fur.
Tails had dropped the blanket, and stood before Big just as bare and naked. He felt the cold of the hut all over his body except at one spot. His hand felt the warmest as it almost sank into the soft plushy fur of the cat. Big remained still and silent as he watched the fox boy who stepped in closer and hugged deep into the cat. All at once Tails could feel an overwhelming warmth embracing him and making him moan deep satisfied moans that he could not explain. The heat was not just from the soft fur but felt like something else deep inside of him bursting out and flooding his insides.
“So warm~” Tails moaned in a droning voice as his hands and face rubbed into big.
When he finally opened his eyes Big’s manhood pointed straight forward with a very satisfied erection making it twitch right next to the boy. Tails yelped and stepped back all of a sudden.
“Sorry! I am so sorry!” Big apologized as his cheeks burst into beacons able to stop traffic. “I don’t know what came over me you just, felt nice and you were close, and I felt warm and I- Oh tails I am so sorry”
“I-it’s okay Big, I can kind of get it.” Tails said as he picked up the blanket from the floor and covered himself before Big would notice his own budding erection. “After what we did last night...I’m not sure what to actually think about myself” He confessed.
“What do you mean?” Big asked, pulling a seat from the kitchen table and offering the other to tails.
“Well Before I hadn’t ever done anything like that, It was just so sudden. I was so hot, you also seemed hot, and the only thing I could think of was to just give into some little instinct in my mind. Then I wake up and it’s like, I don’t know what I even did last night. Did I enjoy it because it made me feel better or because I genuinely like it?” The fox shuffled in the blankets and formed a hood over his head as he felt the shame washing over him as he spoke. Admitting any of it was not easy but he was stuck here alone with the man he had been with for heart’s fest. He had to figure out his own mind and the meaning behind this flame burning inside him whose heat begged for big’s touch. “Am I something I shouldn’t be? Am I a freak because I liked it?”
“Tails, You’re not a freak” Big said softly as he rested a gentle knowing hand on the fox’s hooded head. “I had these thoughts when I was young and figuring out my identity too.” The cat that looked so content in life now wore a deep and sympathetic expression of sadness. Painful memories, happy and lost too, played over in his mind. “I wondered why I liked being with other boys and eventually men. Until I finally accepted myself as what I was, Gay”
“You mean you’re really-“
“Yeah, Gay, one hundred percent. But I'm not great at relationships, I’m kind of a recluse because of it.”
“Why? you seem nice and sweet”
“heh thank you but it’s not just a matter of being sweet, sometimes you just want something in your heart that someone else isn’t willing to give. For me, I wanted to settle down. Wanted to have a wedding, invite all my friends, and celebrate being truly in love with someone. My partners however, enjoyed a more freeing lifestyle.”
“Mr big I- I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay Tails, The heart knows what it wants and I don’t give up hope that maybe one day i’ll find the right person who’ll be happy with me and not just be happy having had me. So you listen to your heart. It will tell you about what you want.” The two smiled to each other as tails let the blanket down from his head, a sweet smile shared between two close and open souls, ruined by the shrill beeping of the fire alarm as the bacon and eggs started to smoke “OH NO!” Big screamed as he got back up and put out the fire. “Uh... I think I have cereal” The two laughed.
After breakfast and with the thunder and rain still rolling hard, Tails meditated beneath his blanket watching the rain flow from a large jungle leaf down to a slithering river over the grassy ground outside. He thought of how it must have been for MR Big as a child growing up having these feelings earlier than Tails and eventually understanding them, while Tails combatted his feelings with what he thought should be what he wanted.
He pictured himself as a grown man with a wife and family and a successful scientist working hard to help friends and family solve problems and right wrongs. He thought maybe this wife may be someone he was close to, someone near his own age, someone like cream maybe. The image was there in his mind but it didn’t seem right. It seemed like the two were not really there, but vague shapes taking their form were. He stopped thinking about that possible future. letting the images fade to a blank slate as he watched the waters outside, gently hypnotizing himself into a new thought pattern. One he had no control of.
‘What if I'm not supposed to be with someone like cream?’ he asked himself in his mind’s eye. ‘What if I'm like Mr Big? Am I gay? Or something in between? I feel my heart race and my body grow hot every time I see Mr big’s... maybe I am... Is that okay?’
In the kitchen scrubbing hard at the frying pan to clean off the charred remains of the once breakfast Big sighed as he was barely making a dent. Loud scraping and brushing noises covered Tail’s shuffling feet as he walked back in.
“Mr big?” he mewled out, grabbing Big’s attention and making him put the frying pan back into the sink. “I have a favor to ask” the young fox beckoned for the cat to come closer down to his level until their eyes met. “Just, hold still?” he asked of the cat and without a word Big nodded and stayed there for a minute, looking at the fox, looking Profoundly into his eyes, those deep blue eyes gazing back into Big’s own yellow eyes like the sun setting upon a tranquil ocean. Casually and clearly the young fox let the blanket drop from his body as his hands rose up to lightly clasp at the sides of big’s face and pulled him in until their lips met. Tenderly the two held this kiss as their eyes shut and the fervor deep within them struck up once more. Big’s hands came down to fondly hold tails in to their kiss closer as he rose back up lifting the young fox with him. deftly setting him down on the edge of the kitchen’s table without once breaking their passionate kissing as lips parted and tongues began to intermingle.
“I thought about what you said,” Tails began, breaking the kiss to breathe and speak before attacking those lips again in a steamy embrace. “And my heart tells me I want this”
“Are you sure?” Big asked not bothering to hold for an answer as Tails pushed their lips back together
“One hundred percent, Mr Big, please be my first” Tails begged as he simply lay himself back on the kitchen table and raised his legs until his virgin hole was on display for big and his pulsing manhood.
Big knelt down until his face was close enough to the hole to kiss over its soft lips. He dragged his wet tongue along the quaking hole as the young fox moaned at the new sensation prickling along his body. The cat tentatively kept up the licking his spit gently forming and filling into the small crevices of the virgin hole until it glistened the light of its sheen. The cat rose up leaning over the table and looking down upon his smaller partner while his hand glided over the boy’s supple bottom cheek, his finger gently circling the puckered hole and teasing it with its tip. Tail’s escaping breaths sounded adorable to Big’s ears as he continued pushing his finger in until the tip popped inside between the tightening muscles and sucking the finger in greedily. The sensation hurt Tails in the beginning, as his muscles worked to relax around the shape of Big’s intruding finger until finally  with easing stimulation The hurt became a strong pleasurable current that throbbed with the movement of Big’s hand. He pulled the rotund feline in to kiss once again as his heart fluttered and his hole grew more accustomed to the sensation.


“More Mr Big, Please, go further with me. I want to feel more” Tails mewled  as his tiny fingers curled into the cat’s furred arms, warmth coming over him and pulsing harder the closer the two got. Big pulled his hand free, the finger popping out from between the relaxed muscles of the young lover’s hole. The hole ached with a lonely sense of want before being considerately reunited with a new partner, the head of Big’s manhood. It pressed in considerately trying not to harm the fox with its girth as it pushed past the unfamiliar sphincter ring. A pang of pain shot through Tails as the girth of Big’s meat rod far eclipsed the circumference of his finger. When the pain subsided Tails let out his moans, his voice carrying higher than it had been before until he could almost recognise it from his dreams.
“...More...” He breathed as Big locked eyes with him again, a concerned and attentive look upon him, He did not want to hurt the young fox. “Please fill me more” Tails begged in heavy rasping breaths as his body began to ache for more as excitement and lust overwhelmed him. The pain that thrummed through tails ebbed into pleasure his mind could not have comprehended as his body became more accustomed to Big and his manhood. His soul drummed with the beat of the raindrops on the roof. The static  in the air crackled with each move of the bodies as they embraced with light exploding at each lightning strike.
“Yes more! please! fill me more with your amazing massive cock!“ the tiny fox screamed as nature herself raged outside.
Big continued his deep passionate thrusting, grunting, sweating and pounding into the smaller fox’s tight hole. Big held the fox on the table and caused the sound of creaking wood and scraping on the floorboard with each hefty thrust of his weight.  The two were lost in the noises of their moans and nature’s effect on Big’s hut. Walls creaked, the rooftop was a chaotic tapping of raindrops and the claps of thunder were rolling by as Cat and Fox let out their lustful cries.
Tails was more aware of the sensations of his tailhole, the sliding sensation, the wetness of saliva mixing with pre-ejaculate and the hot warmth of Big’s dick filling him and pushing itself in and out of him with ease now. He could also tell that Big was close when the heavy Cat leaned over the boy and planted his lips back on his.
A new wet and hot sensation flooded into Tails as he could feel the dick spasm and ejaculate. Big had come, and each strand of his cum was now coating the now ex-virgin’s insides. His own dick spasmed underneath the weight and fur of the cat and soaked both their fur in his jissom.

Slowly Big separated their bodies when their lustful fervor ebbed.
He told Tails not to move too soon as his legs were shaking. Instead the Big soft cat lifted the fox up off the table and carried him to the bathroom to clean up. Washing away the stains of their lovemaking by hand, Big kissed Tail’s forehead and held him until they both fell into a soothing nap.

The heavens were still open when they awoke, the jungle’s rainstorm not having letup for even the eye of the storm. To pass the time, they made love again.

And the next day.

And the next.

Until finally the rain died down to trickles, as the last dark cloud overhead passed. And on that sun dappled morning. Tails was able to go with Big to the mystic ruin trainstation. The two hugged as dear friends and waved goodbye to each other as the train left the platform back to the city. Tails would find cream and tell her all about his sexual awakening as a young gay fox.
Big would go back to his hut with Froggy and maybe fish now that the rain was done.
They’d both go back to their lives, unaware of the deep thread that now connected them, and would drive them wild from now on.

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