Beginning A collaboration between Swamprat and Dream Tiger (cl) 12/29/1998, 1999 Afril lays in the Lodge of Moving, listening to the bone-chimes at the doorway clack. Listening to the Friend who will stay by him for his journey, Holding his paw, whispering to him, stroking him.. He releases into the bruin's hot muzzle - a half-moan/half-howl that also releases another part of him.. He sees his body, still breathing, laying on the mat. He sees Tammat looking up. "I will take Very good Care of your Robe, Brother." Afril chuckles as he watches the broad warm tongue slide across his dick.. And he thought He was a cock-hound! The fox moves onward.. Through Planes of Existence to the one he had awakened to at one time. The pain and sorrow of leaving Life could be felt everywhere.. Afril wishes he could comfort each and every one of them, tell them it is part of the Cycle - The Old Life had to be put to rest before the soul was ready for it's New Life... But he is a shadow among shadows, and is here Only to find a friend.. A Lover he has missed greatly. He opens his muzzle to call out - And his mind goes blank. A week of preparing.. A day of fasting and cleansing.. And he can't Remember? Afril flops on the 'ground' sitting with his head in his paws, unsure of he should cry or growl, wanting to Slap himself silly... "Lost, little one? You seek someone?" A deep, soft voice says. Afril looks up and sees a figure in a light blue robe standing not far from him. The face is concealed under an enveloping hood. "Yes, but I can't remember his name." Afril responded, frustration and sadness filling him. The figure gestured with a shrouded arm. "Walk with me. Perhaps I can help." The fox stood and fell in beside the shrouded figure. They walk through the mist for a time. "You cared for this one?" "Yes." the fox could almost remember the name, but it was like holding mist, elusive and ever shifting. The surroundings stared to look familiar. They were soon walking on a path of cool white sand and small fruit trees and flowering shrubs started to appear. The figure was silent for a moment. "And he cared for you?" They soon came to where a single tiered fountain gently bubbled. The surroundings were the same as when he was were the last time he was here, but the name still eluded him. He turned suddenly to the shrouded figure. "What is Your name?" The figure chuckled. "I have many names, Keeper or Guardian I am mostly know by. But I know of one who knows my real name." and lifted his head. A flash of green and a quick glimpse of white jolted the fox. The figure raised white furred paws and lifted the hood free, revealing a white tiger with green eyes. Afril took a step back. "You.. Why can't I remember!" he stomped in frustration and put his paws in his hair. The tiger came over and put a large white paw on his shoulder. "Look in your heart and your Dreams. My name is there." A finger was traced gently over the fox's face. Afril looked into those beautiful green orbs. 'Dreams?..Heart?..' Afril looked closer. Eyes that seemed so strong and sad at the same time looked into him. The finger continued to trace him, going up his ears to gently scratch the back with a barely extended claw tip. The arctic fox closed his eyes and leaned into the digit, relaxing against the soothing caress. A phrase suddenly came to him. "When you think it in your head, but it feels right in your heart." His eyes flew open and he looked deep into cool green ones. "Dareamus?" The tiger smiled. "Yes Afril. It is me." Afril threw his arm around Dareamus and hugged him tightly. Two arms closed around him and he was held close, a purr rumbling happily from the tiger. They held this pose for several long, happy minutes, before Afril pulled back and looked at Dareamus's face. "Why didn't you appear as your were when we first met?" "I had to be sure it was you. Too many come here under false pretenses and try to use the life force of others to gain power. I knew it was you, but even I have rules I must follow." Dareamus traced a gentle finger across the fox's muzzle. "You know I would never do that." The tiger nodded and Afril closed his eyes and leaned gently into the finger tracing his muzzle. It reached his mouth and he gently licked, then sucked on the finger. The purr deepened and the fox opened his eyes. Dareamus had shed his robe and stood before him, nude and beautiful. He removed his finger from the fox's mouth and stepped close, hugging the vulpine to him. Afril pushed his face deep into the soft fur, breathing in the feline's scent and licking an exposed nipple. He felt his arousal building and rubbed himself against the cat. This was not lost on the animal and he rubbed back against the fox. A vulpine cock was soon stroking along soft leg fur and a larger feline cock was stroking soft belly fur sandwiched between the two of them. The fox pulled back and lowered his head to kiss the tip of the maleness between them. Dareamus growled softly. "You really are a cock-hound." Afril looked up, a little startled. "Yes, I was watching you. You are special to me and I could see you were wanting to be with me again. I have watched you for many years. Through the pain of loosing your mother and being forced to live on the streets, selling your body to survive. The ones who maimed you and the ones who helped you heal. I have watched you loose and gain lovers. Many have passed through here and spoke of you. Some were not kind, others spoke of nothing but kindness and love. I know you are tired and want to stay here with me. But know this; even here there can be sadness and loneliness. Are you willing to give up seeing your past lovers to stay here with me and help others with their pain and loss? At anytime you wish, you can pass on to be with them. I can't and won't hold you against your will." Afril looked into the deep green eyes, weighing the cats words. He knew many of his lovers waited on the other side, but he also knew how kind the cat was. Like steel wrapped in silk. Power tempered with ageless wisdom and a long life of helping others find the true path. He knew he had helped others, but this was so different. Was he up to the task? Again, the words came to him. "When you think it in your head, but it feels right in your heart." He felt tears fill his eyes when he looked at Dareamus and said, softly "Yes." A broad smile spread across the cats face. "You have indeed made the right choice." He was pulled into a fierce hug, the cat's cock between them and a purr filling the air. He hugged back, dampening fur with tears. They held and rubbed each other tightly. Afril felt dampness between them and pulled back slightly, as a spurt of pre cum painted his muzzle. He licked it off, tasting the muskiness he had missed. He lowered his head, lapping and licking over the head, then further down the shaft, tasting the sweetness. The tiger growled lustily as the fox worked over his cock. Soon, it was shiny with pre cum and saliva. He pulled back, licking his muzzle clean. Dareamus looked at him, then suddenly lifted the fox up and engulfed him to the root, sucking hard. Afril hunched forward and wrapped himself around the cat's shoulders and head, mating his muzzle. He didn't last long and soon erupted, sending his seed deep down a hungry throat. Strong throat muscles stripped every last drop out of him, and hungered for more. His sack was pulled in and massaged by a strong tongue. Afril screeched and humped harder, sending another stream of cum into the hungry muzzle. The appendage flayed over his sensitized member and he came again, howling loudly as he was emptied for the third time is as many minutes. He went into a fog and soon felt gentle licks on his groin, cleaning him. Afril panted, exhausted and boneless from his repeated orgasms. He was lowered and kissed deeply, a tongue rubbing the inside of his muzzle. He returned the kiss lazily, flicking his tongue about and tasting something new. A muskiness he had only tasted from others, without a faint artificial taste, he pulled back in surprise. "Here, you are made whole." And a paw gently grabbed his slightly sore balls. He mrred and shivered as overloaded nerves were stimulated again. "Now who is a cock-hound?" he chuckled wearily. "Guilty. But there is another matter to take care of." Afril was going to ask what, when he felt a thick cock wedge him open and slide deep into his rectum. He shivered and moaned as he was stretched wide by a cock he longed to feel again rubbing his intestinal walls. He wrapped his legs around Dareamus's waist and his arms around his neck, putting himself fully in the tiger's control. He was held close and kissed over his face and neck, soft licks and nibbles added to spice things up. Afril was soon shivering from the sensual assault on him and relaxed even more. The tiger pulled back and lifted the fox, held him, then pulled him down hard into his crotch. The fox mrred and lolled his head as he was buggered, not too hard or too fast, but the perfect speed to keep him right on edge of climax, but not send him over. His shaft was once again erect and being assaulted by soft and, now wet with pre cum, fur. He mrred, whined and yipped at the sexual assault on his tail hole. The tingle of impending release was once again dancing over Afril's nerves and the cat had speeded up his thrusts, the jolt of rump against groin traveling up his spine to his overloaded brain. Pleasure was swamping him and he thought, 'How much can a fur take?" Just before the cock in his ass blew a huge load of sticky cum deep inside him. The pulsing and feel of this blew him over the edge and he erupted for the fourth time, spraying his load over the two of them, covering them with his tribute. The moment lasted for an eternity, before he slowly came back to his senses, Dareamus holding him close and resting his head on Afril's shoulder. His own head was resting on the cat's shoulder and he managed to pull back, feeling like he had run a marathon. The tiger pulled back also and a kiss ensued, tongue's lazily dueling. They pulled apart as the cats' softening shaft slipped from the fox, making both of them moan. A trickle of seed ran out of the fox and he managed to clamp his anus shut, keeping more of the wonderful stuff in him instead of loosing it. He was held and kissed and licked lazily across his face and neck. Afril didn't even have the energy to return the affection, just mrred softly. Dareamus carried Afril over and lay down beside a flowering shrub, pillowing the fox on top of himself. He then started to run a paw down the vulpine, stroking his white fur and tail, tickling a slightly sore tail hole gently. Afril giggled lazily and managed to lift his head and look at the tiger. "What happens now?" "Now, your physical body must die for you to be truly free." Dareamus softly whispered. "How? I thought you couldn't affect things in the real world too much?" "I can't, but you can." The fox gave him a puzzled look. "Come with me." and the tiger stood. Afril tried to stand, but his legs wobbled to much, so he was carried over to the fountain and set on the edge of it. He passed his paw over the fountain and there was Afril's body, lying on the mat in the Lodge of Moving, Tammat lying nearby, keeping watch over him. "Now, you must make the final choice." Dareamus dipped his paw in the fountain and brought it out, a small amount of water held in his palm. It sparkled and shone with an inner light that was mesmerizing. "If you truly wish to die, drink from my paw." Afril looked at Dareamus. "You mean that is all I would have had to do the last time I was here? Just drink from the fountain?" "No. If you had drunk from the fountain, the water would have merely quenched your thirst. But if you had drunk the water from my paw, the connection would have been severed and your body would have died. Are you truly sure this is the path you wish to take?" Aril looked at his body. It looked so weak and tired as it lay there, breathing slowly. "Will it hurt?" "No, your body and your spirit will feel no pain. On this, I give you my word." The water shimmered in the tiger's paw. A soft smile and the fox\wolf closes his eyes. So easy to let go.. To not go back to all the hell life has been and will probably be. With a deep sigh, he tips his lover's paw, letting the water flow back again. Then Hugged Dareamus tightly, letting the tears fall like the water from the tiger's paw. "I want to.. Oh Gods I want to! I want to be with you and never know pain or hurt another fur with my stupidity.." He nuzzles his love's chest, now also wet, then looks up, and grabs the tiger's head, Kissing him as fiercely as the tiger first kissed the fox. "But I am only here to visit, not to stay. I needed you.. I needed you so badly, I was willing to risk Anything to be with you for even a moment." Giggling he pulls Dareamus' hands around to his butt, Pressing against them, rubbing them.. "Sometimes I think My heart lies There than in my chest." Another soft loving kiss.. "I guess I am lucky - my Mother's brother is the Village Shaman.. He showed me what I had to do to walk the Planes so I could hold you." Pulling the big male down. Afril lays on top of him, head on the wide chest, eyes closed just holding the tiger. "I love you..' he whispers, "I will Always Love you. I know it sounds stupid - I say that a Lot.. But I guess my heart has many pieces, because I sure give it out enough.." For a long time nothing is said.. Nothing Needs to be said. They simply lay together and hold each other. "Are you angry with me Love?" Dareamus pulls Afril up and looks into the blue eyes. "Why should I be mad at you?" The fox looks away.. "Because I only came to visit, because I said I love others as much as you, Because.." A fingers presses on the fox's lips. "Shush." "But..." A big hand slaps Afril's silver-white ass. "I said, Shush." The fox giggles and nuzzles his lover's muzzle. "Afril, you may come anytime you wish.. You can dream of me while you sleep. You can call to me when you are lonely. And yes, You can step out of your body to visit. Until the thread breaks.." The fox smiles and kisses his big tiger-lover. "When that happens, Can I have you beside me? With me?" "For all eternity." Dareamus hugs the fox again, letting the tears wet his fur, rubbing the shaking body, saying soothing words, knowing the feelings all too well. "Thank you." Comes out at last.. He Squeezes the fox's rump and shakes his head. "Did you expect me to say no?" Soft lips kiss his sodden chest, moving until they find a nipple. The fox-tongue flicks across it, making the bump rise. "Afril.." More kisses move the muzzle to the other nipple which is also licked on.. "Afril.." A paw slides down to caress his sheath, making it bulge. The silver fox lifts himself up to kneel over his Lover, rubbing his rear into the tiger's big paws and stroking Dareamus' body. "Ummm.. Love - between Now and Eternity... Do you think we could do it again?" Laughter rang out across the Plane, coming down to where 2 males lay in a hut. Tammat opened his eyes, dreaming of 2 Lovers, and notices Afril is erect again. Gripping the hot male-meat, he looks up, and shakes his head. "Foxes!" Then slides the length between his lips, sucking on it softly - To keep it from getting Cold of course. The End?