New Discoveries





Mark is  fure and my other Fursona is Aaron I also based Shaylee on  xxsammixx even though her fursona’s not a panda…as far as her personality I just went on what I know and expect. I enjoyed writing this…I just hope you (especially  Fure) enjoys reading it…




I’d say I’m a pretty average guy. I do, however, have a bit of a gut. I’ve wanted it gone from my sight for the longest time yet it still stays there. At the moment I’m 16 and just trying to get through my sophomore year of high school. I regretfully flunked my freshman year and got held back. I would’ve been a junior if my job wasn’t so fucking hectic. If you haven’t found out yet I’m gay…and I hate the fact that I’m the only one in my town that likes guys. I’d at least feel better is someone was Bi but there isn’t a soul. My mom and dad are boring…they work and they pay bills, you know…the usual. I have a boring, unfulfilling life right now and I’m just trying to find something to like about it. Lately I’ve been crushing over a cute guy named Mark. I’ve always had a crush on him but I never knew if he’d feel the same. *sigh* well that’s enough about me…








“Did you get all that?” “Hello?” “Fucking teenagers” I feel a slap on the back of my head and I finally snap too. “Wha-What?” “Aaron wake the fuck up, you got customers and we have no time for you to be staring at the ceiling.” The voice was my ass-hole boss. I glanced back at him and saw his smug look on his face like he owns me…which, for the most part, is true…and said “oh I’m sorry, I just drifted off there.” “Well get back to earth and get back to work.” He waddled off to his office. He was a large buffalo who had more fat then anything else. “I hate my job” I muttered under my breath.
The main reason I put up with this pathetic job is Mark. I’ve been crushing over him since my freshman year. Yet I’ve never really got to say anything else to him other then ‘Would you like fries with that?’ Though I’m grateful today is the day he regularly comes by…which is why I’ve learned to love Fridays…other then the usual reasons.
My friend Morocco has always helped me through thick and thin. He’s the only ‘straight’ guy I ever told that I was gay. He said ‘Well I think two people can love each other regardless of sex’ and he’s been my closest friend since. He’s an average fox, red forearms and white gloves and foot paws. He got a tattoo but I never seen it…he said he was going to show me soon. He’s slim with an athletic build but regardless of how he looks I never thought of him as more then a friend. I know he’s not gay, and he even has a girl friend of two years. Her name is Ashley. Morocco said “Hey Aaron, you day dreaming again?” I glanced at him, “Hell yea.” “Well why don’t you ever try to tell him how you feel?” “Look dude, I don’t want another enemy” I glance at the next customer and quickly took his order. “Your number’s 57” He walked off and to his seat. I looked at Morocco who just got done with taking another Woman’s order. He glanced at me as well. I said “So what’s up with your girlfriend lately?” he hesitated, but he eventually replied, “Ummm I don’t think it’s going to work out right now…I’ve been with her for two years but lately I’ve been having certain feelings.” “Oh? What kind of feelings?” “Well it’s just…I think….I think I-“he stopped and looked into my eyes. “You know…it’s not that important anyway.” I shrugged in affirmation and we went on with our day.
I think it was around 3:42 that I finally seen my ‘crush’ walk through that door. I wanted to stare at him but I knew that'd be too weird. So I pretended not to notice the familiar face and keep with my business. I heard his voice right in front of me and it took all of my courage to look up. I said "oh hey Mark, Ummm what do you want today?" he glanced at the menu behind me but then quickly looked back at me. "Ummm I'll just have a large fry today." "Sure...that's 1.50" I smiled at him which looked like it made him a bit nervous because he had a look on his face of uncertainty. I asked "what's wrong?" he shook his head slightly and he said, “Oh nothing, sorry…Ummm here.” He dug in is pocket, fished out his wallet and rifled through it. He gave me a Five and I gave him his change but he told me to keep it.
I had to break my stare as he walked to his seat. I glanced at Morocco and he just smiled nervously and turned away. I shrugged and went on with my day.

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God it feels like I’ll never meet someone to be with. I absolutely love Mark but I know he doesn’t feel the same. I sigh and just slump onto my bed. I was beat from the long day of work. All I really wanted to do was go to sleep. I needed some form of rest before the long Saturday shift tomorrow. But I knew I’d have to get up soon to do my chores. I know it’s a little too early to hit the hay but I felt like I ran a marathon, with no sleep, weights around my neck and in 2 feet of snow.
I opened my phone and stared at the background picture of Mark that he let me take a while ago. I took it about half a year ago so he looks slightly different now but I didn’t care…as long as I get to lay my eyes on him, I feel as though he gets cuter every time I take a glance at him.
I heard my Mom and dad come through the front door and yell, “Aaron, we need to talk.” I looked up at the ceiling and said, “FUCK!” I reluctantly walked down to the living room and said, “What’s going on?” My mom pointed to the phone. “You had a call earlier. We were on our lunch break so we were able to catch it. It was Shaylee…she wanted to know if you’d like to go to the movies with her and some friends” ‘Damn It!’ “she said to call her back with your answer” She handed me the phone, smiled and just walked into the kitchen. My mom was very understanding. But neither my dad nor my mom know that I’m gay…which is how I want to keep it. But I knew one day I would fuck up and tell them. I just hope that isn’t soon.
I headed to my room and dialed her number. Shaylee was a slim, black and white panda. She was cute, defiantly, but if any one spent more then an hour with her, they’d want to stitch her mouth hole shut, even if the rest are always open. But I shouldn’t really say that…she’s a great friend and nice to be around…though in small doses.
I heard the ringtone of her cell which was “Baby” which I think is the most annoying song ever made. Beiber should really rethink his music career. I heard her voice after the song was cut short, thankfully, “Hello?” “Ummm this is Aaron…you called earlier.” “Oh that’s right…I just wanted to know if you would like to go to the movies later.” I really, really, really wanted to say ‘no’ because somehow, they always manage to leave me to walk home…I said, “If you don’t leave me at the Freaking theater this time.” “Oh we won’t.” “Sure” I muttered, “What was that Aaron?” “I said what time are you girls coming by?” there was a slight pause on the other end, then “I think we’ll be there around 6:45” it was now 6:12. I knew I didn’t have anytime to nap or I would’ve been out right there. “Aaron…you okay?” I broke my trance and replied “Oh…uh yea I’m alright…so what are we going to see tonight?” “It’s ‘Hating Love’” ‘fuck another chick flick’ I hated chick flicks but I said, “oh okay then…I’ll be ready.” “Kay…we’ll pick you up soon, bye.” Before I could mutter ‘Bye’ the call ended and I was left with a dead-line ring tone. As awkward as it sounds I just listened to it and got lost.
It’s sounds like I was crazy or just went totally mad for a long time but the next thing I heard was my dad calling for me, “Aaron Shaylees here to pick you up!” I shook my head from the absence of thought and glanced at the clock…it was 6:37
By the time I got down to the living room Shaylee was in the living room and had her usual short tee on and tight-ass jeans. The white and black fur was showing though the small slit between the waist of her pants and the base of the shirt. She’d defiantly make me hard…if the vag didn’t make me gag. I smiled at my own joke and looked at my dad who was looking at me…grinning. He winked and went to his office. I was left with Shaylee motioning me to ‘come on’ and I reluctantly went out to her car.
There wasn’t as many ‘Girls’ as I thought there was going to be…maybe three or four…compared to the usual six or seven. I walked to the passenger side because the back seats were filled. The radio was blasting to “Baby” which pissed me off…having to hear that song for five seconds was to much, now I have to listen to the whole goddamn song. I forced myself to sit in the front passenger seat which was closest to the blaring speakers. But I guess all this was a hell of a lot better then sitting at home and doing nothing.
As the car pulled out from our driveway I needed something to do…so I looked at Shaylee who had her eyes on the road and asked, “Do you think I have a chance with Mark?” She knew I was gay, as did the rest of the girls in the back. She sighed and said, “If he were gay I really don’t think that he’d want to be with ANYBODY at the moment. Something like that would probably ruin anyone’s life.” I nodded and just looked back out my window. What she said was true but it hurt as well.
As we pulled into the driveway of the movie theater the song that was on the radio died down and so did the car. Shaylee took the keys from the ignition and pocketed them. She looked at me and said, “You okay?” I said “Yea.” She smiled and got out. The rest of the girls in the back seat piled out of both doors and were talking amongst themselves. I’m not to sure on what they were talking about but I’m pretty sure it was either about ‘who fucked the most guys’ or ‘who is the hottest in the school’ Either way, I knew my name wasn’t mentioned.
The theater itself smelled of popcorn; which was the only expected smell one would anticipate when walking into a theater. The ticket booth was manned by a cute black wolf. He had to of been around 17; or maybe younger…couldn’t tell at all. After the ‘gang’ got there tickets I finally was able to get to the booth. I’m sure it’s becasue all my friends were calling for me to hurry up but the wolf behind the register gave me a wink and a slight smile. He took my money, gave me my change and, for some reason, a note on top of the money. I quickly pocketed it all and planned to read it later. I followed the girls to our movie, wondering what was on that note. I decided I couldn’t wait to read it so I said, “I have to go to the restroom real quick” “Alright” they all said in unison. There voices sounded oddly the same. Like they where harmonizing. They turned the corner and disappeared. I glanced to the bathroom just to the right of me and headed in.
Thankfully, nobody was in the restroom so I felt relieved. I dug through my pocket, feeling for the texture of paper, rather then money. I pulled the yellow slip out of my pocket and opened it up. The note was written in pink ink so it was slightly difficult to read. But I was able to distinguish what it read. “If they are not interested…I am. 349-4427” this made me blush.
I worked my way to Shaylee, who was waving to me. The movie hadn’t started yet so I could still see. There were some people in the same row which made it a bit difficult to get to the spot Shaylee saved for me without tripping over someone’s foot paw. But I managed to get to my seat. There was a seat next to me that was empty. I just hope that some loud guy doesn’t plop there ass right next to me…even if I wasn’t into the movie.
The lights of the theater dimmed and the movie trailers started to roll. I looked around the room and noticed some familiar faces. But that didn’t mean I liked them. I turned my attention to the screen and decided to actually watch the trailers. Some of them I actually found interesting. There was one for a movie ‘Skyline’ that really made me want to watch it. But that was short lived as another chick flick trailer flashed on screen. I sighed and rested my head on my paw. I heard someone sit right next to me but I didn’t have the interest or curiosity to even give a passing glance. The screen went black and the movie began to roll.
I sat through half the movie before I actually got into it. It was the basic chick flick you’d see any where, but this was actually good. Suddenly I felt a tail push against mine. It was probably the guy next to me since Shaylee only had a puff ball tail. I let this one slide and got back into the movie again. At this point I heard a bit of giggling. I glanced at Shaylee and the rest of the girls. Fay was huddled against Shaylee and both had a sad look on there faces so they couldn’t have giggled. I looked at Nia and Jovie but they were expressionless. I shrugged it off and went back to the movie.
The movie was getting good when I finally felt something that made me worried. I felt a tail wrap around mine tightly. I tried to wriggle it free but I couldn’t. Finally the tail released mine and I glanced to the guy next to me. I saw a face I least expected. Mark. My heart immediately raced and I felt my cheeks blush hard. I Guess I should have expected him…the tail wasn’t furry since he was a bat. But I didn’t expect him at all. Shocked and scared I stood up and tried to get out of the labyrinth of foot paws under mine. I stupidly brushed my tail over Marks face and heard a slight giggle again. I hurried my carful steps and finally was out of that gauntlet.
I hurried to the restroom and let out a long sigh of relief. I nearly had a total “holy Crap” moment there. I walked to the sinks and turned on the cold water. I cupped some of the water, brought my paws to my face and let the cool water wash over my facade. I did not want to go back in there…so I decided to spend the rest of my time in the bathroom and catch Shaylee and the rest of them after the movie was over…I had no idea it ended a lot sooner then I thought.
Hearing some of the commotion outside the door finally calm down I trekked out to the front of the theater. People were getting into there cars and I was trying to find Shaylees. I knew where she parked it…but I couldn’t find it…I knew then that she left me again.
“That fucking bitch.” I kicked the ground. I really didn’t want to even attempt to walk home. I knew I had no other choice so I started my looooong walk home. It was getting dark and I had no coat or even a thick shirt. I knew this was going to be a cold walk. But I knew it was the only way home. I foolishly left my phone home so I had no way of calling for a ride and all the familiar faces that were at the theater weren’t those of anyone I even talked to. I looked up at the disappearing sun and sighed. I was left with nothing but the distant sound of cars on the highways. I just hoped something or someone came along to help me. But I knew that no one would pick up some kid.
I decided to hum as I walked. I know it sounds weird but I was terrified of the dark. I felt like a kid in the middle of nowhere, with no way to get home, stuck in the pitch black night and was not only Noctiphobic but also agoraphobic. Walking through the night was scary as all hell but I slowly got used to it. I was naturally a good singer and the humming was helping me a lot. But all that was soon broke by an approaching car behind me. I paid no attention to it until it slowed next to me and honked. I looked through the windshield but the lights were blinding me. I knew I wasn’t going to get into a car with a stranger. I may be gay but I don’t want to be raped.
I heard a very familiar voice come from the car. It said “did Shaylee leave you here again?” I thought for a second, trying to discern the voice. I couldn’t quiet put my paw on it but I replied, “Sure as hell did.” “Well hop in and I’ll take you home.” I thought that if he knew who my friends where I guess he’s not a stranger. And as I rounded the front of the car I knew it wasn’t at all a stranger. I saw Mark smiling at me as I opened the passenger car door. I was extremely nervous over what happened in the movie theater but I wasn’t going to walk ten miles in the pitch black night. I cautiously sat in the seat next to Mark. He just chuckled and said, “You act like you have a crush on me” ‘well that’s because I do.’ I’d never have the balls to actually say that. And I don’t know if he’d even want to hear that. I said “sorry I just didn’t expect you’d actually be nice enough to pick me up.” “Well then you have to get to know me a bit better Aaron.” I had a hard time taking my eyes off of Marks emerald eye’s that shown in the light of the dash board.
He had a ’79 Camero which just looked fantastic inside and out. He was already on his way to my house but it was eerily silent. I had only the sight of the yard and street lights to watch as they zipped past my sight. I finally decided to break the silence, “Mark?” “Yea?” “Why were you at that movie anyway? You don’t seem to be that kind of person to go to a chick flick on a Friday.” He sighed and said, “To be honest I don’t know. It’s weird that I would spend a perfectly good Friday night at a chick flick rather then off doing something else. I’ve been feeling…odd lately and that movie just sounded fun to me. I don’t know why but it did.” Mark was keeping his eyes on the road as he spoke…and what I wanted to do next required him to stop. I said, “Ummm could you stop please?” “uh sure.” He slowed down and pulled to the shoulder of the road. He said, “What’s up?” I un-did my seat belt and sighed. I looked at Mark and smiled. Suddenly I lunged to him and brought our lips together. I really wanted it to last because his lips were so soft and warm. I felt his paws push against my chest but I didn’t budge. The second time he pushed me back onto my seat. He was staring at me with a look of terror on his face. I knew then I messed up bad.
He stuttered and just started the car and began to drive. He didn’t look at me at all. The rest of the drive was completely silent.

By the time I was at my house he just told me to get out. I didn’t want to make him mad so I did as he told. I opened the door and quickly got out, closing the door behind me. Mark pulled back out of my drive way right as the door slammed shut and he disappeared into the black of the night. I said, “I love you” but It was half an hour to late.

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The next day



Today I had work at nine o’ clock so I had to wake up early. I had no idea what was in store from me when I saw Mark again. A part of me never wanted to see him again but I knew that’d only hurt me. It was already 8:45 so I had to get to work soon. I didn’t have far to walk but it was going to be painful with the heart ache I feel. Today was going to be a horrible day.
I passed some pedestrians on the way to what ever job they had. I was texting that guy who gave me his phone number yesterday so I at least had something to do. The guy was a lot older then 17. He was 20 and I knew it’d never work out. Still he was a nice friend to have. The air wasn’t cool or warm. It was somewhere in the middle. I felt the sun warm my face but my heart was still cold. I knew that nothing else would ever feel the same…but I brought this on myself and now I have to face it; with or without Mark.
Though the crisp, fresh air helped clear my mind slightly there was no escaping the fact that I lost my only crush. The day was going to be hectic and I was run down from my night of tears. I started to acquire the scent of fries as I closed in on BK. And as the smell thickened I knew I was close. I rounded the corner of the house in front of me and saw the large building looming just beyond my reach. I saw the faces of people go in and out of the doors. I saw the exhaust from the cars rise in to the air. But what I didn’t see hurt me. Mark wasn’t there at all. He usually works there on the weekends but today he’s gone. Morocco’s car was in the employee parking lot so at least I had someone to talk to. Even if he didn’t quiet understand.

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The day was pretty boring. The usual was what was getting to me. Even though it wasn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be I still hoped that I had something to keep my mind off of Mark. Morocco was his usual self. I told him about what happened but he just said, “Well he doesn’t deserve you.” Morocco helped me with a lot of things and really started to talk to me. He was nice to me compared to his usual self. I think that his break up was for the better. As the day went on and the time to clock out was close I manned the cash register. I was feeling slightly better then I did at the start of the day but there was still that dull ach that kept reminding me.
I served Shaylee and told her what happened and let her hear what I thought of what she did. She said she was sorry and that she thought you caught a ride with Mark. And that’s why they left. I did catch a ride, but it wasn’t how I wanted it to go. The place was quiet so I decided to count the money I had in my pocket. As I was getting through my money heard the door open again. I put my money back into my pocket and looked at the approaching customer. My eye’s widened and my heart nearly burst as I saw Mark walking straight to me. Not breaking his gaze. He didn’t have a real expression on his face. He just tossed me a note and when back out the door. I was to flabbergasted at the moment to pick up the note right away. But I eventually did.



As I watched Mark exit the building my gaze fell upon the piece of paper that Mark tossed in front of Aaron. It looked like he was too surprised to react. Then again so would I. He picked up the note and opened it. I saw his eyes widen and a very slight smile run across his face. He giggled and looked up at me. I said, “What’s up?” he opened the note to me and made me read it. The note said, “I’m sorry for what I did last night. I’d like to talk with you…I’ll pick you up after work” I couldn’t believe what I was reading. I realized it was too late. I knew that after work I’d finally lose Aaron. I needed to let him know how I felt. What I am. That I like him, that I was…gay.

Should I continue this? I have some good ideas and curveballs for the next story but I just want to know what you all think about this one.