THEY'RE FUCKING MY LORD THEY'RE FUCKING IN FRONT OF OUR EYES EEK!!!!

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It’s uniquely emasculating to be back in my childhood bedroom like this, like I’m still a teenager. This is exactly what I would sulk about in high school, planting my body muzzle first in my bed with the blinds shut – this epitome of masculinity I could never be, I could never live up to. I wanted to get out of the South so badly, not because I disliked what was around me but because I could never be a part of it. There’s a reason I thrived in my freshman year of college, why I felt like I was finally part of something could fit me. Now I’m back here and sulking in my bed while my boyfriend goes and does everything I could never do.

What did I used to do in high school when I was upset? Jerk off? With the sounds of a family gathering outside, everyone physically located maybe 20 feet from me, I don’t think I want to do that right now. Really what I would do is imagine what college would be like. Imagine getting a sexy gay roommate. Falling in love. Now I have that and I’m still upset.

I shove a pillow over my face and resist the urge to cry. Not while I’m here. I can’t cry while I’m here. I ball my paws up as tight as I can until the wave washes over me, but it only returns shortly after. I sit there for a while, trying to regulate my breathing.

The sun is starting to set outside and it’s all happening over again. I’m sulking in my bedroom while the rest of the family is out having fun. I left the window open so all I hear is sounds of laughter without me, sounds of little Miller not fitting into the family once again.

Then there’s a knock at my door. “Mill?” the voice says. It’s just Reece.

“Hey. I’m sulking.”

“Can I come in?”

“Yeah.”

He opens the door. There’s my boyfriend, standing there in his bright green Speedo. He’s still a little wet but his fur is ruffled from where he briefly toweled off. The sunglasses are sitting on his forehead now. As upset as I am, I can’t help but laugh. He looks so goofy and so sexy and so undeniably Reece. “Hiiii.”

“Hi.” He comes and sits next to me, putting a paw on my forehead. I shimmy my head onto his lap. “Hi.”

“I love your family,” he says, totally not reading the room. I think he thinks he’s cheering me up right now. “They are so cool and so fun. My family’s totally fucking awful – it’s just me and my mom most of the time, and she despises everyone else in the family. Maybe sometimes we have dinner with her mom at a nice restaurant and I have to put a suit and tie on and it freaking sucks. Nothing like this. They’re so cool.”

I sniff. “Yeah.”

“Hey, what’s up?”

“I dunno. I guess I thought… They like you so much, you know? It feels like they like you more than me.”

“Hey, what makes you think that?”

“Come on. You’re this big tall Captain America, you’re charismatic, you know just how to talk to every single person there, everyone freaking loves you. I spent the last hour sulking in my room and no one even came to check on me.”

“Babe…” He chuckles. “I was talking to your parents–”

“Of course you were. Sorry.”

“I asked your mom if she had seen you, and she said you were probably off sulking in your room–”

“Of course she’d say that! Fuck!”

“No no, hey, listen. She told me that you get a little overstimulated – not her words – at these things and you need some time to recharge, so I figured I’d give you a little time before I came back in. We talked about college for a while and she just had this big big smile on her face. She said she was so happy you were finally in a place you were thriving.”

“She didn’t actually say that, did she? She pinched your cheeks and said she wanted to get into your pants. Right?”

He sighs. “Listen, baby. Your parents love me.”

“Yeah?”

“No, again. Your parents love me. Your family loves me.”

I try picking at it to figure out what he means, because I’m clearly not understanding him. This is serious Reece. Reece doesn’t get serious unless he really really means it. I sit here in my childhood bedroom, my head on my boyfriend’s thigh, and I stare up at him until it finally makes sense to me.

“Ohhhh.”

He smiles. “You get it?”

“I do.”

“Yeah. I know your concern about coming out to them wasn’t that they’d react negatively but that you’d never be this perfect masculine son, that you’d maybe be disappointing. Talking to your parents, I know they love you. That’s so obvious. They love how you’re thriving in school and how you’re making such good friends. And clearly they like me a little too! Isn’t that great? They’d be so happy to know we’re dating, that you landed a guy they like so much. And, you know, I tested the waters by wearing that bright green Speedo. It’ll be okay.”

We sit here for a little, the sun warming our backs. We listen to the sounds of playing outside. The sounds of laughter, of leaves rustling, of water splashing. The warm wind brushes our fur.

I feel okay.

“You do look good in that Speedo, by the way,” I smile. “I think I might have said that all pissed off earlier but I do mean it.”

“You really think so? Or is it dumb.”

“I think it’s sexy and dumb. It’s very Reece.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He laughs. “Wait wait wait, look at this.” He stands up and my head falls down onto the bed. He stands up in front of me with his hands on his hip.

“You look very sexy!”

“No, that’s not it. Watch this.” He jumps up and down a few times and his bulge bounces with him. It’s crazy. It’s like watching porn. “See?”

“Woah.”

“Isn’t that fun?” He giggles. “I think it’s fun.”

I reach out and touch his bulge. I don’t even really mean to, it’s just a horny instinct.

“What’s going on?” he smiles.

“Nooooothin’” I say. I feel it start to harden in my paw under the fabric of the Speedo. It starts tenting the fabric because he’s way too big to fit in there. “What’s this?”

“My hard dick.” He sticks his tongue out. “Dude, in your childhood bedroom? With the window open?”

“Ummmm,” I say. “Maybe someone can finally get some action in here?”

He laughs. “If you’re okay with it!”

He goes and locks the door then plants himself on my body. He’s so much bigger than me. I love feeling all of his weight on me, pushing every part of me down into the bed. He slips his Speedo off and we wiggle my shirt off, then we start making out, my bulge pushed against his dick.

I love the feeling of him lapping against my muzzle. As soon as we start having sex, Reece always gets into a bit of a trance. Sometimes we have sex for hours because of that, how much he loves just lapping at me and grinding at me without anything else happening. I don’t think we have all the time in the world to fuck right now, though, so I make sure to keep us going along. I slip my cargo shorts and boxers off and that signals to him that he really wants to be jerking me off. He sits up and positions me so his legs are underneath my thighs and our dicks are touching perfectly. Lying flat on the bed, I grab both of our dicks in my paw and start jerking us off. He’s so much bigger than me downstairs too – maybe my family would be impressed by that too.

He closes his eyes and opens his mouth as I stroke our cocks together. “Shiiiit,” he whispers, and then he opens his eyes. “Was that too loud?”

“I’ll tell you if you get too loud,” I say. He has basically no volume control when we have sex because he completely forgets that he’s supposed to be quiet. Many a neighbor has pounded on our wall as he’s pounded me because of that.

I continue to jerk both of us off. The family festivities are still going on outside. They’re definitely building a fire in the firepit right now, roasting hot dogs and wondering where the hell Reece and Miller are. Every time Reece gets a little too loud, I put a paw on his thigh and squeeze it and he manages to calm down.

Eventually, though, he starts moaning louder and I can’t get him to quiet down through traditional methods. I stop jerking him off and I whisper, “Hey, noise,” but it’s too late.

There’s a knock at our door, the pattern my mom would knock in throughout high school. We both turn our head in unison. “Are you boys doing okay in there?”

“Oh my god,” Reece whispers. “We’re done.”

“We’re good!” I say. “We were setting up his bed but we got distracted playing Magic!” Reece is trying so hard not to laugh. “And I’m BEATING him.”

“Okay!” My mom says. “Have fun. Come out for dinner in 30 minutes!”

“We will! Bye!”

“Bye, honey!”

We give it maybe 15 seconds for her to walk away and then Reece collapses onto me laughing. We both cuddle and laugh. I guess that didn’t kill our erections because we’re still both rock hard pressed against each other.

“Okay,” Reece says. “I think they might know by now.”

“I can’t believe that just happened.”

“Relax. She couldn’t be more proud of you.”

We laugh again. “Do you wanna keep going?” I ask.

“Dude. Yes.”

“Why were you being so freakin’ loud?”

“Because I was thinking about fucking you.”

“You wanna fuck me?”

“Here?”

“There’s lotion on my bedside table. Well-loved.”

“Yeah, I wanna fuck you.”

He grabs the lotion and slathers up his dick, then rubs some on my butthole too. I lie with my thighs over my head. The light from the window is right in my eyes so I end up closing them as he presses his dick against me.

Reece teases me for a little first. He slides his dick up and down the space between my thigh and my dick, acting like he’s about to slip it into me before he goes back to my thigh. Eventually, though, he presses it up against my hole and pushes it in. His dick slides into me seamlessly – we’ve gotten a lot of practice with this as roommates, so even the unfamiliar location doesn’t damper us. I let out a little “mmph” when he enters me, how could I not with a dick like that, but Reece is practically yelling already. I pull him down into me and kiss him so he has to moan into my mouth as he pushes the rest of himself into me. It feels so fucking good and I bet my bed is happy that someone’s finally getting some action.

Reece gets right back into his trance. It’s not like he’s unconcerned for my pleasure – his utmost concern is my pleasure – but when he starts fucking me he gets so into it that it’s like there’s nothing else in the world but his dick and my asshole. He starts pounding me hard, pressing his whole dick into me and taking the whole thing out in a second and doing that over and over again. All I can do is grip the bedsheets and freakin’ pray that I can still walk after this.

“Can I cum in you, baby?” he asks. “Pleeeeeaaaaase?” he adds with a grunt.

I nod at him. Obviously the thought of cum dripping out of my ass at a family reunion frightens me a little, but he’s fucking me so hard that I can’t hold onto the thought for long. There’s no better place for him to cum anyway, except maybe on the sheets and I don’t want all of that seed to go to waste. He grips my hips and fucks me, then puts his hooves behind his head as he finishes inside of me. He’s tried to keep it all in the whole time but he completely loses it at the very end, moaning like nothing else as he fills me with his cum. It’s a great game of Magic we’re playing. He collapses onto me and kisses my forehead. His pulsating cock slips out of me and cum drips all over my blanket.

Since we already got cum on it, we decide it won’t be too much of a travesty to keep it going. Reece jerks me off as I lay flat on the bed, the same exact pose I’ve cum hundreds of times in except my boyfriend is doing it for me. I put my paws over my mouth and let him jerk me off until I shoot a fat loud all over my stomach. It doesn’t take long. He wipes it up with my blanket and lies down next to me. He puts his arm around me.

“Soooo… whatcha thinking?” he asks.

“That felt great.”

He giggles. “Not about that, babe.”

“Ohhh. Well, we basically came out to them already.”

“Yeah, but do you wanna tell them? Maybe at dinner tonight, when it’s just your immediate family?”

“Is that okay?”

“I would love that.”

“Then I will.”

He kisses me on the forehead. “I love you, babe.”

“I love you too.”