Subject: Begin Date: Tue, 13 Oct 1998 00:03:08 -0400 From: MegaWolf To: megawolf-x@usa.net This is a story I've had bouncing around in my head for a while after I read No More by Afril. Call me a softy (or just plain strange ;), but I feel every story should have a happy ending. This is dedicated to The Great Guru of Furriness Himself, Swamprat. Decisions, decisions Afril Dream Tiger © 1998 Afril first became aware he was not cold, but warm. Sounds of water and wind came to him, but he kept his eyes shut. "Am I dead?" he said. "Yes, and no." responded a deep, soft voice. The arctic fox opened his eyes and saw a figure from a dream. A white tiger with the most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen stood in front of him, wearing a long, light blue robe. Afril looked down and saw he was wearing a similar robe. "What do you mean by, yes and no." Afril looked around and saw he was sitting under a large oak tree in what looked like a garden. Flowers and small fruit trees abounded and the grass was as soft as down. "Come with me please." the tiger said, extending a paw to Afril. The fox's paw was engulfed and he murred softly, feeling the restrained power therein, as he was pulled effortlessly up. He fell in beside the tiger who towered over him by a foot or more. The path they walked was white sand that was cool on the fox's foot pads. He noticed the big cat moved without a sound, but had a scent that was making his mouth water and loins tingle. They walked in silence until they reached a large fountain. A single tier was in the center with water flowing gently over in and into the larger pool. "Look." the tiger pointed at the pool. Afril looked and, at first, saw only his reflection. A ripple passed and he soon saw another scene. A wan looking arctic fox, bundled up, in a bed, with a bobcat sitting near, slowly feeding him soup. "That, is you. They found your body and took it back to their village and revived it. But your spirit had already fled, holding on by the thinnest of bonds." the big cat said. "Then why show me this! I don't want to go back! I'm better off dead!!" Afril turned to the cat as the scene dissolved. The tiger looked to him and the fox felt his anger fade as those green eyes rested on him. They were the color of emeralds and seemed to look through him. There was also a sadness to them that made his heart cry out. "I am showing to you this because you must make a choice." the cat said. He pointed to two stone arches a ways off from the fountain. "The left arch will take you back to your body. The right arch will let you travel to eternity." "Then, this isn't Heaven?" Afril asked, looking around. "No. Think of this as a way station, where souls must make a choice as to whether they go beyond, or want to return to what they had." "But, why must I make a choice? I always thought when you died, your soul passed on." Afril stated. "In some cases, yes. But in others, where the body is still healthy, but the soul has fled, they are given a choice." Afril found himself getting aroused at hearing the cat's voice, but shrugged it off. "Then I, have made, mine." and headed for the right hand arch. A huge paw gently closed on his shoulder and he was turned to face the tiger. "Too many have been hasty in their decision and have later regretted it. You don't have to decide right away." the cat explained. "How long do I have?" Afril asked, getting weak when the cat brought his other paw up an cupped his cheek ruff. He stared into those eyes and felt like he was falling into two cool green pools. "You have as long as you need. But you must come to a decision. You may wander about the garden as you like. If you get hungry, the fruit trees are here for that reason. And the streams will quench your thirst." the tiger turned to walk away. "Wait!" Afril said, coming over to stand by the male. "How will I know my decision is the right one?" The tiger smiled and Afril melted. "When you think it in your head, but it feels right in your heart." and walked off, white and black striped tail slowly swaying. Afril stood by the fountain, trying to get his mouth to say 'Don't go! I want to know you better.' but the words wouldn't come. He saw the eyes again. So green and strong, but sad and lonely at the same time. When he could finally move, he wandered around, exploring and sniffing the flowers, eating and drinking when he felt like it. He roamed around on the various paths, letting his paws take him wherever they felt like. He eventually came to where several huge maple trees formed a ring. As he approached, he heard sobbing coming from inside the ring. He walked closer and slipped between the trunks. What he saw shocked him. The white tiger who had greeted him was sitting in the center of the ring, knees pulled up and crying. He watched as sobs shook the massive frame. He tried to move back, but his paw hit a twig and it snapped. Afril froze as the tiger looked at him, tears streaking the strong face. The fox was afraid the cat would attack, but was surprised when instead it put it's head down and continued crying. Feeling his heart go out to the feline, he slowly approached and put his arm over the huge shoulders. The tiger leaned into him and Afril started to stroke and hold the crying animal. It was a pretty silly sight. A huge tiger, taller than the fox and strong enough to carry him with no trouble, huddled against him like a cub. Afril stood there, gently stroking and talking quietly. The cat leaned harder against him and the fox soon found himself sitting against a tree with the furry head cradled against his chest. "Are you okay?" Afril asked quietly. It sounded surprisingly loud in the still air. "Yes." came the soft reply. Afril stroked for another minute. "Why were you crying?" 'Stupid! You don't need to ask!' he mentally kicked himself. "I cry because I have seen so many make the wrong decision. Beings who have so much to live for, taking the path to eternity and later regretting it. So many that have so much to live for, choosing instead to leave the mortal coil." the cat sobbed again softly. "Is that why you stopped me?" the fox asked, continuing to stroke. A sniff and then, quietly, "Yes." Afril continued to stroke and soothe the unhappy feline. They lay there for quite some time, enjoying each other's company and cuddling. The feel of the soft, silky fur and the cat's scent were getting to him. He tried to hold back but couldn't and his member soon stirred and emerged until his robe resembled a light blue tent. I didn't go unnoticed by the tiger and he brought his paw up and gently stroked it. Afril murred and continued to caress, fondling the ears. A low rumble started and the fox realized the cat was purring. A deep, bone rattling thunder that vibrated the robe over his fully engorged shaft. He let out a moan of pleasure at this. The cat moved his paws and undid the front of Afril's robe, revealing his cock. 7 inches of maleness was out of it's holder and pulsing. The tiger extended his tongue and gently licked it. Afril let out a yip and jerked at the contact. A paw gently freed his knobs before cupping his balls and gently squeezing. Afril murred and lay back. The tiger continued to fondle, then slowly licked him. Moaning, panting and tail twitching, the fox lay helplessly as the cat slowly tongued him. His efforts were rewarded with a spurt of pre-cum that was quickly lapped up. The cat looked up at the fox and moved up to his face. He leaned close and kissed the fox. Afril responded and slid his tongue into the cat's mouth, feeling the huge fangs. The feline slid his tongue in, tonguing the foxes mouth, leaving him breathless when he finally retreated. The cat moved down to his chest and gently nibbled one of the vulpine's nipples. The other five sprang up at the stimulation. The cat moved down one side, then up the other, leaving Afril feeling like a wire pulled taut. Moving close, it nosed his white furred scrotum, then extended it's tongue and pulled it in, fangs gently denting the sensitive flesh. Afril let out a screech and jerked, trying to pull free. The cat grinned and gently mouthed his balls before releasing them, then started to tongue the pink tail hole right below. Afril trembled as the rough tongue stroked, then penetrated the tight bud, teasing sensitive nerve endings. The fox was murring and writhing as sensations raced over his body. He felt something against his anus and thought the cat was going to fuck him, but instead, it had inserted a finger. To the fox, it might as well have been a cock from the size of it. The tiger twisted and stroked it in and out, then resumed sucking him. Nerves on the point of overload, a hot mouth sucking him, a finger teasing and stroking his prostate, Afril passed out as the strongest orgasm of his life stomped all over him and burnt out every single nerve ending in his body. He came to with the cat gently licking his groin clean. He looked up, then gently lifted the fox and lay him on his chest. Afril snuggled close as the tiger started to stroke him, the huge paw ever so gentle. No words were spoken as they lay there, cuddling and nuzzling. The fox's eyes were closed, then opened and saw a similar canopy form at the tiger's groin. He slid down and opened the robe, and gasped. He thought Raaam was big, but THIS! A flesh colored pole, 10 inches long and as thick as his wrist greeted him. Mouth watering, paws trembling, he reached forward and gently took hold of the shaft, feeling how warm it was. He leaned over and took a deep sniff, the scent making his head reel. Extending his tongue, he licked, the taste sweeter than anything he had ever tasted. Lapping over the head, he moved down, tasting the shaft. The tiger's purr became louder and he spread his legs, giving the fox more room. Afril licked his way down, sliding his tongue part way into the sheath. A growl/purr escaped the cat and the tail that the fox was straddling flipped up and stroked his balls. A startled yip escaped his muzzle and he retaliated by grabbing the large, white furred scrotum and massaging it. The tiger let out a growl at this and brought his tail up and tickled the fox's anus. Afril shivered and knew where he wanted this majestic lance of maleness. Working up as much spit as he could, he liberally coated the cat's cock, pulling back with a final kiss to the tip. He stood and, straddling the cat's hips, started to lower himself and soon felt the tip hit his tail hole. Steeling himself and trying to relax, he sat lower, feeling the thick tip start to pry him open. A bolt of pain made him whine and he felt two paws grab his hips. He squirmed in the steel-like grip, very much afraid the cat was try and force him lower. He didn't and Afril found himself lifted clear and the cat lay back. He lowered the fox's rump towards his muzzle and licked his stinging tail hole. Afril spread his legs on either side of the tiger's head and relaxed as the tongue soothed him. The tongue stroked him and then, slowly, penetrated him, replacing pain with pleasure. The fox looked down and saw his cock was once again out of it's sheath and pulsing slightly. He wanted to stroke himself, but just relaxed as the cat continued to rim him. This went on for what felt like forever, before he was lifted free. His ass felt so relaxed he knew he could take it now. He reapplied a generous amount of saliva to the cat's dick, then repositioned himself. Lowering, he felt the tip touch, then wedge him open and slip in. He stopped and almost passed out. It was the hottest piece of meat he had ever had in him and his knees started wobbling. Paws latched onto his hips once again and he was just held. His ass adjusted and he nodded to the tiger. He was lowered slowly, stopping when the slightest hint of discomfort appeared on his face. After what felt like forever, Afril was fully seated on the cat's groin, with the cock firmly planted inside him. He started to tremble and the throbbing almost drove him mad. He was afraid to open his mouth as he might see the head sticking out. The cat started to caress and stroke his front, tweaking his nipples and stroking his cock. They stayed motionless as the fox adjusted. He was then slowly slid up, held, then slowly down. Afril didn't do anything but relax and go along for the ride. The motion was kept slow, like the tiger was afraid of hurting him. But this slowness was driving the fox wild. He could feel the thick shaft rubbing his prostate, stroking nerves. Every time he hit the cat's groin, it felt like the breath was being pushed out of him. He looked at the tiger and tightened his muscles. The feline got the idea and speeded up. Afril was soon bouncing in the furry lap, the friction between shaft and prostate increasing. The fox couldn't take much more of this and from the look on the cat's face, neither could he. Higher and higher the two went, until an earth shattering howl and roar split the still air. Surge after surge of semen went into and out of the fox. Afril felt himself fill, then overflow, the seed adding more lubrication as he bounced. His own cum was being rapidly licked up by the cat, pink tongue flashing to catch it all. The ecstasy ended and Afril slowly lay forward onto the tiger's chest, his white fur blending in with the tigers'. The cock in his ass was still firm and pulsing slightly, his own shaft being caressed by soft fur and two strong arms closing gently over him. Afril relaxed on the tiger's chest, the rumbling purr lulling the fox into a restful sleep. The fox awoke, still snug in the tiger's embrace, purr gently vibrating him. Something was poking his cheek and he slid back, revealing one of the cats pink nipples. Afril gently closed his lips on it and started to nurse. The purr deepened and the fox knew what a cub felt like, nuzzled to it's mother's bosom. 'Maybe not quite.' he thought, giggling. 'How many would nurse with a log of a cock in their ass?' A stirring and the cat lifted it's head and looked at him. "You OK?" Afril responded by gently teething the hard nub of flesh. The cat let out a soft yowl and hugged him. The fox lifted his head and licked the cat's muzzle. He was licked back and it quickly dissolved into a sizzling kiss. The two broke and Afril lay his head again on the cat's massive chest, gently licking the exposed nipple. The cat lay back and started to pet and fondle the fox, paying attention to the ears. Afril murred softly and continued to lick and nibble. A pressure started to build in the fox's lower abdomen and he lifted his head and whined. The tiger held him, then stood, showing just how strong he was. Holding the fox around the back and under the rump, he headed out of the ring and stopped at a large patch of sand and knelt. The fox found his legs reached the ground. The cat held him and slowly pulled free and a rush of cum flowed out of the fox. Afril held his tail high and squatted, still being supported by the tiger. Flexing over stretched muscles, he managed to stop the flow and keep some the seed inside of him, but stayed squatted, just in case. After a full minute, by his reckoning, he stood and the tiger let go. He walked around on the sand, flexing muscles and trying to keep his stretched anus from letting go. After several slow laps around the sand patch, Afril felt sure he wasn't going to have an 'accident'. He walked over to where the cat was standing and threw his arms around him and hugged him, hard. Two white and black furred arms wrapped themselves around him and squeezed firmly. Afril lifted his head and looked at the cat and suddenly found himself lifted until he was muzzle to muzzle with the feline. A lusty kiss ensued and was held for ages. He pulled back and rested his head on a broad shoulder. Situated so, he was carried from the sand and back to the maple ring. The tiger lay against a tree and cuddled the fox close, gently licking his muzzle. Afril lay there, listening to the deep purr and breathing in the cat's scent. His ass was sore, but it was a good kind of soreness. He latched onto one of the nipples and continued to nurse. The purr rattled his teeth and a paw stroked him from his ears to tail. They lay like that for what seemed like forever, before the cat asked, quietly "Have you reached a decision?" Afril lay there, feelings saying one thing and his head saying another. "I don't know. Part of me wants to go on, and part of me wants to go back. And a third part is saying something else altogether." "What?" The tiger looked at him. Afril looked up and his blue eyes met the tiger's green eyes. "That part wants me to stay here, with you. Keep you company so you won't be lonely anymore." The feline looked at him and tears once again spilled from it's eyes. He hugged the fox close and kissed him. Afril returned the kiss and it felt like his whiskers were going to catch fire. The tiger pulled back. "Not many would be willing to stay here with me. Some have, but the endless years take their toll and they soon want to pass on. To be with family and friends. And lovers. I have been alone for almost 500 years. The only company I get is from the occasional soul that stops here for a time, instead of moving on quickly." "Then I can stay?" the fox reached up and gently wiped the tears away with his paw. The tiger took hold of it and gently kissed the palm. "Nothing would make me happier. But, I must show you this." The tiger stood and carried Afril from the ring and back to the fountain. The fox wondered why they didn't put the robes back on and asked the tiger. "The robes are just for modesties sake. Many who come here are somewhat....'uncomfortable', about being nude. So they are wrapped in a simple robe when they arrive. But many who wander the garden eventually discard them." They approached the fountain and Afril was set down. The tiger waved his paw over the pool and it rippled again. The scene was very different. He saw Foxina, as beautiful as the day they first met. She was sitting on a lounge chair and looking at a photo of himself. She was lightly tracing a black finger over the picture, gently stroking and caressing it. He heard her say "Maybe it's time I visit him again, I do miss him." The scene shifted again and he saw Raaam. The lion was laying on a beach sunning himself, completely nude. He was running a paw over his body and jerking off with the other. As he came, he repeated "Afril." over and over softly. The scene shifted again and the fox felt his heart jump. The scene showed his body, still in bed, but there was a familiar brown bunny kneeling beside the bed with his head resting on the bed. He was crying and saying "Don't leave me Afril. I may have a wife, but I still love you. Please don't die on me." Afril felt a lump form in his throat and he looked at the cat. "I can sometimes affect things in the real world, but only slightly. Boojum showed up at your house a day after your body was rescued. He almost wore himself out trying to find you. I was able to guide him to the village and he has sat there for the last 7 days, keeping watch over you and taking care of you. He cries himself to sleep at night and prays for you to recover. Can you really leave, when you have so many friends that care for you?" The fox felt tears stinging his eyes and he started to cry. The cat came over and sat, lifting the fox into his lap. 'They really do care for me. I was so wrapped up with my own feelings, I didn't stop to think there might be others who feel for me.' He rested his head against the warm chest and sobbed. The tiger held him and soothed him. When the tears stopped, he rested his head against cat, mind whirling. He thought about the time he had with the tiger and all the love they had shared in the one encounter, but he also thought about the time with his other lovers. The days of gentle fondling, and the nights of love and pleasure. The words of the cat came to him again. "When you think it in you head, but it feels right in your heart." He mulled this over and looked up at the tiger. "You have made a decision?" Afril looked up at the strong face. "Yes." he said softly. "I want to go back." The tiger looked at him and a smile as warm as sunshine appeared on his muzzle. "Then you have made the right choice." Afril slid off the warm lap and the two of them headed for the left arch. They stopped in front of it. Afril looked at the tiger and jumped up and wrapped his arm around him, nuzzling and licking his cheek. The cat hugged him close and licked and nuzzled him back. "I will miss you." the fox said, looking into the green eyes. "And I you. But we will meet again. Someday, hopefully not anytime soon." the tiger tickled the fox's sides. Aril giggled. "What is your name, if I may ask?" The tiger stroked his cheek and said. "I have many names. I mostly called Keeper or Guardian, but my real name is Dareamus." "Then I will miss you, Dareamus." Afril kissed the cat. "And I you, Afril." Dareamus kissed him back and ran his paw down the foxes back to his tail, gently squeezing the base. Afril murred softly and felt himself unsheathe, the soft fur of on the tiger's belly tickling him. "May I ask of you one favor before you leave?" Dareamus stroked his back. "What?" Afril queried. A paw reached between them and stroked his cock. "I have been alone for so long and have not had someone in even longer." His cock tingling from the light strokes and the scent filling his nose, Afril said "Yes." Dareamus smiled and carried the fox over to a patch of grass off to the side of the arch. He set Afril down and knelt. A passionate kiss soon had both of them panting. The fox pushed Dareamus until the tiger was laying flat on his back, tail stretched out between his spread legs, slowly twitching. He knelt between the striped legs and rubbed the cat's belly. The purr started again and he worked over the groin and was rewarded when the shaft appeared and extended fully. A quick kiss on the tip and a spurt of pre-cum coating his tongue, he knelt down. A pink pucker of flesh greeted him. Dareamus lifted his legs and held them with his paws, exposing himself better for the fox. Afril leaned close and flicked his tongue. The cat gasped and the fox grinned and did it again. After doing this several times, the flesh was glistening with his spit and the tiger was trembling. He knelt and lined himself up with the glistening button, gently pressing. It opened and he slid in to the hilt with a gasp. 'For a big animal, he is _tight_.' the cat growled seductively. A spurt of pre-cum painted his muzzle and he quickly licked it off. Hooking his paws over the massive legs, he pulled back and began to thrust, pressing his knobs tightly before pulling almost out. The cock in front of him kept spurting and he hated to see the wonderful juice go to waste so leaned over and closed his jaws over the tip, swallowing the sweet liquid. The cat's purrs were intermixed with grunts and soft yowls as the fox yiffed him. Afril licked and swallowed, taking as much of the cock into his muzzle as he could. A tensing in the male meat in his mouth signaled the tiger was close and Afril could feel his own orgasm nearing. He began thrusting harder, wanting to tie with this sexy male. He forgot about Dareamus's tail until it slapped into his nuts and tickled his tail hole. He thrust forward and felt his knobs enter the cat, starting his climax. A second roar split the air and Afril almost drowned from the amount of sweet ball juice coming from the cat. His own pleasure centers were once again incinerated as his climax swept him away on a wave of bliss. He kept drinking from the cat's seemingly endless well until the stream slowly faded. He leaned back and gently tongued him clean, getting any of the seed than he had missed. With a final kiss to the retreating member, Afril lay forward, still tied with the cat, and rested his head on the warm white fur. A paw came up and gently stroked him as he rested. The breeze rustled their fur as the two lay there, locked in an intimate embrace. Afril felt his knot soften and he pulled out slowly, the cat yowling softly as he did so. He slid free and crawled up the feline, shivering as his still sensitive member was dragged over the silky fur. He rested his head on the shoulder and nuzzled. Again two arms closed over him protectively and they lay there, bathing in the afterglow. An eternity passed before a soft "Thank you." was whispered by Dareamus. The white fox only murred and kissed him. He was kissed back and hugged. The cat released him and Afril stood, Dareamus standing up beside him. Paw in paw, they walked back to the arch. Standing in front of the stone structure, Dareamus said "You now return to your body, with the knowledge that there are other's who hold you in their hearts in the realm of mortals. And one who has seen more that any mortal can ever hope to see." Afril felt his eyes fill and he wrapped his arms around Dareamus, holding him tight. Arms tightened around him and they stood silently. He pulled back and looked into the green eyes that seemed not so lonely now. "Will I see you again!" A warm smile filled his heart. "All who pass on see me. You might see me again, in a dream or a reflection." A paw gently stroked his face, a soft murr escaping his muzzle. "Take care of yourself. And remember. The love you have in the realm of mortals is as real as the love you felt here." Afril didn't know what to say, but jumped up and wrapped his arms around Dareamus's neck and legs around his waist, hugging him tightly, tears streaking his face. He was hugged back, one arm around his back, the other cupping his rump. A finger gently teasing his slightly sore tail hole. He tipped his head back and murred and felt a lick on his neck. He lowered his head and was locked into a kiss so passionate, his tail bushed. They held this position for several breaths before pulling back. Dareamus gently set him down. Afril could see that tears were running from his eyes too. A paw came up and cupped his cheek. He murred and pushed into it before it pulled back. "You had best return. There is a certain rabbit who misses you terribly." "I won't ever forget you Dareamus." "Nor I you Afril." Afril walked toward the arch. As he entered, he felt a feeling of peace sweep over him and everything got bright. He turned and waved to the tiger. He waved back and the last thing Afril saw was the green eyes. He awoke to the sound of crying. Opening gummy feeling eyes left everything blurry, but a few blinks brought clarity. Boojum was beside the bed, crying into folded arms. "B....." Afril said in a ragged whisper. The rabbit never stirred. After swallowing a couple of times, he tried again. "Boo...jum." He said hoarsely. Boojum lifted his head, tears staining and matting his face fur. "A....Afril?" Afril smiled and said, a bit better, "Boojum." The brown bunny practically lept from beside the bed and wrapped his arms around him, still crying, but smiling. "Oh Afril. I knew you would come back, I knew you hadn't left me." The two held each other before thirst got the better of the fox and he croaked "Water." Boojum reached for a glass and held it to the fox who drank slowly. "More?" Boojum asked. Afril shook his head and the rabbit replaced the glass on the night stand. He then began gently stroking the vulpine's muzzle and face, paying attention to the ears, Afril murred softly and Boojum chuckled. Afril looked puzzled and Boojum elaborated. "Like the night you rescued and cared for me, I am now caring for you." The fox smiled and Boojum crawled onto the bed until he was laying beside the fox, snuggling close. The two lay there and Afril felt his eyelids getting heavy and Boojum propped his head up and asked "Who is Dareamus?" "What?" "While you were still unconscious, you mumbled 'Dareamus' a couple of times." Afril decided not to tell the rabbit what had happened while he lay there and said "I don't know. Why?" Boojum lowered his head and snuggled closer. "In an old book my mother had, Dareamus means 'finder of the true path'. He is supposed to be waiting on the other side to guide the souls of the departed." Afril wasn't surprised at this news. He then noticed something in a mirror on the wall. Two green spots appeared and resolved into the eyes in Dareamus's face. He smiled at the fox and nodded and he remembered what the tiger had told him. "All who pass on see me. You might see me again. In a dream, or a reflection." He smiled at the mirror and a soft purr sounded before the image faded. "What are you smiling about." Boojum looked at him. "I never knew how much you cared for me." The bunny snuggled closer. "Silly fox. I have always loved you. I guess I just never realized how much until I almost lost you. Please, don't do that again." Afril hugged him close. "I am going to be around for a long time to come." That made the rabbit smile and he nuzzled the fox who nuzzled him back. As they lay there, the two of them starting to drift off, he saw Dareamus in his mind and heard him say "You most definitely have made the right choice. Sleep well and pleasant dreams sexy fox. Till we meet again." 'Till we meet again kitty.' A laughing purr sounded. Cuddled to his bunny lover, Afril drifted off to a sleep filled with some very erotic dreams, involving a certain white tiger and a brown bunny. The End.