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[18+] “An Alien in Our Midst” by Ty Fox (read by Solomon Harries, part 1 of 2)

[18+] Jace is a seemingly normal high school senior in a loving relationship. However, he has a painful secret: he has no interest in sex.

Today’s story is the first of two parts of “An Alien in Our Midst” by Ty Fox, a furry author who focuses on telling stories centered around LGBT+ experiences. He has recently published a full-length gay romance novel, Gravitational Pull, which is now available for purchase.  You can find more of his stories on his SoFurry account.

Read by Solomon Harries, Cuddly Badger Dad.

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Today's story concerns adult subject matter for mature listeners.

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or there are youngsters listening,

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and come back for another story another time.

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You’re listening to Pride Month on The Voice of Dog.

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This is Rob MacWolf, your fellow traveler,

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and Today’s story is the first of two parts of

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“An Alien in Our Midst”

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by Ty Fox, a furry author who focuses on telling stories centered around

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LGBT+ experiences.

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He has recently published a full-length gay romance novel,

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Gravitational Pull, which

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is now available for purchase.

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You can find more of his stories on his SoFurry account.

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We can attest that the question has been asked:

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why do you make, at the fireside,

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so big a deal out of pride month?

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Why load it with so many stories?

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The answer is no mystery.

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The purpose of this gathering, of these readings,

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is that stories otherwise left untold and forgotten may be spoken, and may be heard.

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And these are stories that must

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be told. Read by Solomon Harries,

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Cuddly Badger Dad. Please enjoy

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“An Alien in Our Midst”

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by Ty Fox, Part 1

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of 2 Medication taken – check.

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Teeth brushed – check.

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Door closed – check. Door locked – check.

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Staring up at the blank ceiling, I visualize my mental checklist of nightly rituals

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and imagine myself striking through each one with deliberate pen strokes

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until only one item remains.

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Normally this is something I look forward to,

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or at the very least

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go about with perfunctory ease.

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Tonight, it feels like a demon to be slain.

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Take a deep breath, Jace.

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You can do this. Letting out a heavy sigh,

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I sink into my office chair and swivel around to my open laptop.

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With one paw, I mechanically navigate the trackpad through a series of nested bookmarks folders –

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secret, hidden folders

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of saved websites with contents so strange and perverse

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that it’s shocking they exist at all.

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With the other, I pull down the waistband of my boxers and

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begin to idly grope over my half-erect member.

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The anticipation is killing me,

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and not just because of what I have planned.

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In the three-day break I’ve taken from masturbating, my horniness has reached

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previously unseen levels.

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The ‘need’ had become so intense at seemingly random times today

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that I doubt I can last through tomorrow.

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That means I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.

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In the seconds it takes me to get to full mast,

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I decide on one of my more well-used sites,

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one with several sets of pictures that have gotten me off countless times in the past.

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No sooner had I clicked on one than my cock suddenly spasms and

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a bit of pre dribbles onto my paw.

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I bite my lower lip and tense my body,

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forcing the oncoming orgasm back.

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No. Not yet. My hiatus may have worked a bit too well.

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At this rate, I won’t last long enough to even start this ‘experiment.’

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I take a moment to look up at the ceiling,

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giving my body time to relax, then go back to looking at the screen and

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stroking myself off,

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a bit less insistently now.

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The picture is an artistic rendering rather than a photograph.

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A female hare is straddling a male jackal,

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both of them clearly turned on, but what she’s doing with him falls far, far outside the range of what would be considered

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‘normal’. What my friends describe doing with their girlfriends in excruciating detail,

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what I’ve gleaned from my incidental contact with

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mainstream porn – it’s

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nothing like this.

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And yet, letting out a snorty exhale,

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I close my eyes and imagine myself in the jackal’s position.

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The hare, a lustful glint in her eyes,

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staring down at me,

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preparing to… More pre squirts out –

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I’m pumping too hard again.

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But I’m primed now. Time to switch.

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As though I’m flipping a channel, I wipe the taboo fantasy from my mind

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and swap in one where my position is reversed.

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Below me, my girlfriend Dani is splayed out,

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staring up at me with a hunger in her eyes that

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I’ve pretended not to notice recently.

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Unlike those times, her slim body is naked,

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the sleek fur of her bare chest and belly

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glistening in a dim, moonlit room.

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There’s no doubt that she’s a gorgeous doe.

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That’s never been the issue.

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Leaning over her, I bury my face in her neck,

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taking a deep inhale of what I imagine her feminine scent to be –

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she’s never been so turned on around me to truly know what it smells like,

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but I do my best.

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I let out a low growl

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and allow my paw to slowly slide down to cup her breast.

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Soft and supple, I circle around her nipple with a single finger,

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coaxing her to let out a cry and

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arch her back into me.

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Back in reality, I feel my erection softening.

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Shit, shit, shit! Feeling an all-too-familiar twinge of panic, I start to pump harder.

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It helps just barely enough to get me hard again.

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I’m losing the moment, so I decide to jump ahead in the scene.

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Her vulva glistens mere inches away from my muzzle,

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and the most pleasant scent I can think of suffuses my projected self’s nostrils.

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I gently, carefully slide two fingers in,

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feeling her body heat as she clenches around

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me, then pull them out.

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I rub her cum over my primed cock and slide it in.

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It’s like when I use my paw but

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infinitely more pleasurable –

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the ultimate pleasure…

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And yet it feels so intensely

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wrong. I clench my teeth in real life and begin to buck my hips into her in my fantasy.

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Imagining her steadily approaching orgasm with each thrust –

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twitching, moaning, calling my name –

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keeps me at this level of arousal as my paw strokes become frantic.

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The pre has begun to dry,

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and now that it’s no longer leaking,

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the pads of my paw begin to feel sticky rather than slick over my length.

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I try to picture myself climaxing inside of her

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and her around me.

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It’s alien – I’m dissociated from the sensations

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even though I find them wonderful in the abstract.

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I’m squeezing and rubbing up and down my member so insistently

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that I feel the sensitive skin begin to chafe,

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but there’s nothing I can do to keep it from continuing to go down.

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Desperate, I make a last-ditch effort –

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glancing up at the still image on the screen before me,

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I swap out the hare for Dani in my forbidden fantasy,

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licking her lips,

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about to do something intensely strange yet indescribably arousing to me.

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But it’s too late.

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The soreness from my rubbed-red cock becomes too distracting,

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and as hot as that picture is, it’s too strange and shameful to imagine my real-life girlfriend in it.

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As my member continues to retract into my sheath, I give up just like all of the other times I’ve tried this.

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No matter what I do,

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it ends the same way.

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Fucking years of this.

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I slam the lid of my laptop shut and slump into my chair,

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panting heavily. A part of me still needs that release, but the stress and frustration and despair are overwhelming.

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I want to scream, but it’s midnight and my parents have long since gone to bed.

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I love Dani so much.

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Nothing makes me as happy as being together with her.

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Everything about her draws me to her:

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her looks, her humor, her smarts.

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The way we can talk about almost anything for hours that feel like only minutes.

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The way she looks at me from across the room.

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The warmth I feel when her body is nestled against mine.

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Everything…except for one thing:

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I don’t want to have sex with her.

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What the fuck is wrong with me? * * *

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Bzzt…click. The glass door to Dani’s apartment building unlocks as she buzzes me in.

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With a grunt, I press the wheelchair-accessible button with an elbow to get it to swing open –

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I have no free paws between the bouquet of roses, the heart-shaped box of chocolates,

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and the bag of Chinese takeout –

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then slip inside as quickly as I can to get out of the arctic air.

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Hers is the first unit to the right.

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I wait with bated breath and my heart aflutter as I wait the few seconds it takes for her to get to the door.

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When she opens it, her verdant eyes and coy smile send a wave of excitement through me.

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With what I hope is a cavalier grin,

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I try the pickup line I’ve been pondering since I hopped in the car to drive over.

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“Is this really the right place?

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I’m here for a date with my girlfriend, but there’s no way someone as beautiful as you would go out with a guy like me.”

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She places a hand on her hip and raises an eyebrow at me.

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“Is that really the best you’ve got?”

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I flush. “I’m not really good with words…I

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just love you.” Smiling more broadly, she leans in to give me a peck on the lips.

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“See, that’s much better.”

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She looks over the various items I’m struggling to carry.

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“These all for me?

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You really shouldn’t have,

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Jace.” My tail wags behind me as I beam down at her.

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“Happy to! But it would be nice if I could put them down somewhere.”

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“Oh!” Her eyes widen.

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“I’m sorry, come on in, please.”

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Still wagging, I sidle past her as she steps back to let me in,

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careful not to bump the roses on the doorframe. I half-dash over to the kitchen

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to carefully set everything down on the table,

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then walk back to the living room.

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Hooking an arm around my girlfriend’s waist with a big grin on my face, I coo,

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“Happy Valentine’s Day, Dani.”

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I pull her small body into mine and kiss her more deeply.

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I’ve never struggled with kissing.

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I enjoy the tightness of the embrace, the taste of her lips on mine,

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the warmth in my chest as she melts against me.

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Maybe it’s not something that’s ever excited me in that way,

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but it still fulfills a need within me.

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It doesn’t hurt that she often tells me I’m a really good kisser.

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When we break it off a few moments later, we’re both panting and glowing.

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Leaning in to give me a nuzzle, she purrs,

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“Happy Valentine’s Day, Jace.”

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We stand there for a few moments longer –

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my paws on her hips,

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her arms looped around my neck –

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before I finally let out an awkward cough.

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“Maybe we should eat before the food gets cold?”

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I can feel my stomach starting to rumble as the aroma of the Chinese food grows stronger.

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She gives me a little half-smile and slides out of my grasp,

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but not before giving my flat stomach a poke.

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Clicking her tongue, she teases, “You’re always hungry, mutt.

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All right, why don’t you lay out the food on the coffee table and I’ll go put the flowers in a vase and grab plates and stuff.”

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It doesn’t take us very long to get set.

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Minutes later we’re sitting side by side on her parents’ two-seater,

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me scarfing down a plate of lo mein and beef with broccoli

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and her flipping through the streaming options on the TV.

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I’m glad her parents are so chill –

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there’s no way mine would have left the two of us alone while they went out on their own Valentine’s date.

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They’re probably not so chill that they’d let me stay over, but that works to my favor.

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I’d welcome the privacy,

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but…I don’t know what I’d do if I had to spend a whole night in bed with Dani.

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I’m about a quarter of the way through the two entrees I ordered for myself when she asks,

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“Hey, how do you feel about La La Land?

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If you like musicals, you should really see it at least once.

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It’s a favorite of mine.”

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I nod, my mouth too full of noodles to say yes.

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Truth be told, musicals really aren’t my thing,

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but I’m not going to argue – tonight is for her, after all.

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We settle in as the movie kicks off almost immediately with an upbeat number.

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I pry my eyes away from the screen to steal a quick glance to the side as Dani nibbles at her food –

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she’s smiling serenely with her eyes fixed forward.

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I relax and let myself sink into the couch cushions and go back to watching.

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It’s so dumb – people prancing around on cars and

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singing about the promise Los Angeles holds –

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but I can’t help but find the energy a little infectious.

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We finish eating at about the same time.

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She gets up to dim the lights,

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leaving them just bright enough for me to make out the silhouettes of the various knick-knacks and picture frames in the display cases on either side of the TV.

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She curls up on the couch when she returns,

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resting her head on my shoulder with a soft sigh.

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I glance over at her again.

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She really is the most gorgeous doe I’ve ever laid eyes on.

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The white speckles on her otherwise tawny-furred cheeks are still slightly visible beneath the overhead lamp – I’ve

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always loved them, as much as they seem to embarrass her.

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Her body is so small, so delicate, so perfect.

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And she’s here, nestled up against my too-thin, too-scruffy self,

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her breathing slow and

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regular and content.

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I follow rising and falling of her slight chest.

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Her breasts are right there.

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I could so easily reach over and cup one in my paw.

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She probably even wants me to.

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But something inside always stops me.

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To me that’s like a forbidden zone,

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something only to be looked at.

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I know her naked body would be a pleasant sight to behold, too,

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if only in an aesthetic sense.

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Feeling her up, though?

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Nothing in any of my bizarre, awful fantasies involves anything like that.

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And imagining where things would go from there…the

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thought just sets me on edge.

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So instead I let my arm slip

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around behind her and my paw come to rest at her waist, tugging her closer in a side-hug. For a while, I simply continue to watch the two leads circle around each other on screen, literally

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and figuratively,

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the scenes starting to blur together in my mind as my body threatens to succumb to food coma.

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A few times I have to shake my head to keep myself awake.

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It’s not that the movie is boring, per se,

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but it’s not doing much to keep my attention, either.

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I find myself slipping once again when I suddenly feel Dani’s hand sliding against my thigh.

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I don’t remember her placing it there,

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but now it’s moving slowly,

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purposefully towards my crotch.

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My blood turns to ice in my veins, freezing me in place.

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What do I do? I don’t want Dani to touch me…there.

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That much I’m sure of.

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But a familiar question resurfaces:

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Why don’t I want this?

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All of my friends would switch places with me in an instant and be gloating about it tomorrow.

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Granted, I’ve always found the bragging pretty gross, but that’s totally a normal thing for a guy to do, right?

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Dani doesn’t seem to notice the panic seizing me and keeps on inching her hand closer and closer.

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I finally get a hold of myself and lay my paw on her wrist

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just as she’s about to reach my groin.

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I hear her let out a soft whrff

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and adjust her body against me, but to my relief she gets the hint and stops.

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Both of us go back to watching the movie.

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I can’t process it anymore –

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the people moving around on screen are shifting blobs of color,

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the music mere noise droning in the background.

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It vaguely sounds like some electronic-jazz fusion, but all I can really tell is that it’s unpleasant.

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I try to focus but to no avail.

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My mind is elsewhere, wandering aimlessly in a fog of doubt and frustration and anxiety and shame.

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On the periphery of my consciousness, I notice Dani slip her hand out from underneath mine,

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then warmly grasp around it.

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Before I can stop her, she pulls it towards her until my paw is pressed up against her chest.

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In a flash, all my fears from earlier crash into me like a tidal wave.

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I can envision what I’m supposed to do in this situation –

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at least, what my friends or every other hot-blooded male I’ve ever seen depicted in movies or on TV would do.

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Right now, I know she wants me to squeeze her, fondle her…maybe

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lightly trace my finger over her nipple.

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I picture myself turning towards her,

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those green eyes scintillating like emeralds in the golden lamplight,

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her ears pressed back against her head demurely.

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I’d lean in to kiss her,

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tilting my muzzle to the side and parting my lips to allow my tongue to slip past hers.

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With a soft grunt, I’d grab the hem of her loose-fitting sweater and start to slide it up and over her head –

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she’d helpfully raise her arms to make it easier for me.

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She’d reach behind her back to unclasp her bra,

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letting it fall into her lap.

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As my paws settle on her bare breasts and feel their soft contours,

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my body would press into hers, and then…

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And then… No. This isn’t my fantasy.

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For whatever fucked up reason, I’m not like my friends or every other hot-blooded male I’ve ever seen depicted in movies or on TV.

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Far from stimulating me, it feels as though my balls are retracting inside of me,

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as much as I’m screaming at my body to take interest in anything remotely normal.

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Dani’s my girlfriend. She’s beautiful.

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I love her deeply.

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So why does it feel like this?

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Every strand of fur on my body stands on end

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and I go stiff as a board.

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My pulse quickens to the point that I feel my heart might burst out of my ribcage.

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Too mortified to grope her as she wants or

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draw my paw back as I want,

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it remains pressed up against her chest until she finally pulls herself away from me.

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I let it drop to my side limply.

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I’m staring holes into the cushion of her couch when the TV clicks off and I hear the four words every boyfriend dreads to hear from their girlfriend:

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“We need to talk.” Reluctantly, I peel my eyes from the sofa and tilt my head to look up at her.

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Her face is tight, her eyes intense –

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I don’t know what to say,

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so I silently hold her gaze as I wait for her to unload on me.

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She clears her throat, then says,

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“At first, I thought you were just shy.

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It was kind of sweet, honestly –

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my other boyfriends were always so pushy.

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Prying them off of me all the time got old real fast.

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But we’ve been dating for six months now

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and we haven’t done anything more than kiss each other.

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And now…” She folds her arms across her chest and sighs.

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“I don’t know. I just can’t understand you, Jason.”

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Words continue to escape me.

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I don’t even know where to begin.

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How could I possibly make her understand what’s going on inside of me if even I can’t figure it out?

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All I can think to do is reach out to pet her hand reassuringly,

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but she withdraws it before I can.

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“Is it some kind of weird religious thing?”

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I shake my head. “Are you afraid of hurting me or going too far?

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Because I know you never would.”

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Again, I shake my head.

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“…Are you gay?” My ears perk up immediately at that.

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Gawking at her, I quickly reply,

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“No!” But then indecision takes hold.

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Am I actually gay?

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I frantically search my brain for any indication, but I come up empty.

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I’ve thought about having sex with guys as much as I’ve thought about having sex with girls – that is,

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never. More than that, all of my erotic fantasies involved heterosexual pairings.

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Swallowing hard, I shake my head for a third time.

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“No, I don’t think so.”

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“Are you sure?” she counters, raising an eyebrow at me.

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“I’m not gay, Dani,”

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I snap tersely.

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“OK, OK, you’re not gay.”

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She raises her paws in a conciliatory gesture,

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but something in her tone makes me think she doesn’t believe me.

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“Then I don’t get it, Jace.

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The only other thing I can think of is that…” –

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her face falls, her voice dropping to a near whisper – “…

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that you don’t think I’m attractive.”

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“What? No, Dani, I promise, it’s not that, honest. You’re beautiful,”

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I sputter. Her lip quivers, and I notice that her cheeks are now glistening with tears.

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“‘Beautiful,’” she murmurs.

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“Not ‘hot.’” An awkward silence falls between us

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as I struggle to respond to that.

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Again, the gap between what’s ‘hot’ to me and what everyone else seems to be into

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is so great that I

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don’t know how to even attempt to explain it.

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In every possible way that I can feel attracted to her,

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I’m attracted to Dani.

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Just…not in the way she needs from her boyfriend.

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When I can’t take it any longer, I say quietly,

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“Dani, I…I’m sorry. You are hot, I prom-” “Then why won’t you touch me?!”

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she exclaims, starting to wail.

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“I love you, Jace.

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You’re a great guy.

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I thought that this might be something special.

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That we were meant for each other.

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I want you – all of you.”

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She gulps audibly.

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“I want you to want me.

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But, if you don’t-”

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I cut her off before she can say the words I know come next, pleading,

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“Please, Dani, I love you too.”

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“I know,” she replies softly,

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smiling through her tears.

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It’s the saddest smile I’ve ever seen.

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“I don’t understand it, but I know.”

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She pauses for an agonizingly long moment.

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“I’ll give you some time to sort it out for yourself.

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But I can’t keep going like this,

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if this is all it’ll ever be between us.”

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I remain fixed on the couch,

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unable to agree or disagree.

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When she gets up from the couch and starts to clear away the mess on the coffee table, though,

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I realize that’s my cue to leave.

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Legs feeling like molasses, I slowly get to my feet

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and move to wrap my arms around her from behind.

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The way she stiffens against me cuts me to the bone.

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In an instant, I know that

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it’s over between us.

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Without another word,

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I pull myself away and slink down the hallway.

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I mechanically go through the motions of grabbing my coat,

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sliding my arms through the sleeves,

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and twisting the knob of her front door.

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The harsh fluorescent lighting of the foyer beyond greets me as I push it open.

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My ear quirks backward to catch the sound of Dani sniffling in the kitchen behind me,

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making me pause mid-step,

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but then I force myself to trudge out into the cold, clear night

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and make my way into my car.

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I’m not much of a crier.

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I try to make a point of not letting my emotions get the better of me.

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But I can’t stop the tears from flowing down my cheeks

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as I press my forehead against the steering wheel

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and begin to sob.

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This was the first of two parts of

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“An Alien in Our Midst”

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by Ty Fox, read for you by Solomon Harries,

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cuddly badger dad.

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Tune in next time to find out how Jace finds a way

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to come to terms

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with his asexuality.

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As always, you can find more stories on the web

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at thevoice.dog,

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or find the show wherever you get your podcasts.

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Happy Pride, and Thank you for listening

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to The Voice of Dog.

About the Podcast

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The Voice of Dog
Furry stories to warm the ol' cockles, read by Rob MacWolf and guests. If you have a story that would suit the show, you can get in touch with @VoiceOfDog@meow.social on Mastodon, @voiceofdog.bsky.social on Blue Sky, or @Theodwulf on Telegram.

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