History: If you ever have read the Sonic the Hedgehog from Archie comic books, then you will see that the "sonic universe" is incredibly large and open to much way of expression. Like Marvel and DC superheroes, the writers of the Sonic the Hedgehog comic were not afraid to excuse their plotlines with classic tricks such as the "alternate dimension world" or the "worm hole that ruined everything". Hardly even the true fans could keep track of the story, much like soap operas. The video games for Sonic the Hedgehog were created before Sonic came out as reading material, but the "Sonic Adventure" series actually was influenced by the comic books, so the whole situation is like a vicious circle, or a happy circle, depending on what you think of Sonic. Most Sonic the Hedgehog fanfictions are based off of the Adventure games, and very rarely writers consider any of the previous history of Sonic. This is because Sonic Adventure was made widely popular through "Dreamcast," which was looked upon in America as Sega's most shining achievement. Anyway, the Sonic Adventure series is also capable of standing alone, meaning you do not need to go back in time to research up on sonic. He's a blue hedgehog that runs really fast. What's not to get? Ignore my sarcasm; I don't criticize anyone for not taking the time to look back on Sonic's past. The writing is very dry and pun-filled, not to mention riddled with advertisements for the comic you are already reading. "Buy me! Buy me!" it shouts. Although I like reading the comics, it's not important to understand Sonic Adventure. In fact, after Sonic Adventure 2, the video games diverged completely from the plot line of the comic.
Forward: I dislike rereading my writing, but I have to. Otherwise, I leave stupid mistakes unattended to, such as in Delicious Ramen (how did I miss that rape scene?). Sonic is no exception. I like Sonic the same way I like Naruto. I like pretty colors and colorful stories. Sonic often has this. Today I want to write about Sonic, and I have to do it right, or else I'll be sad. I am currently watching Sonic Youth music videos while writing this, which is quite an interesting band. They aren't like Sonic at all. I guess unlike all people born after 1991, they do not automatically think Sonic the Hedgehog when they hear Sonic. They are acid rock, and so their style might influence my writing a bit. Want to find out with me? Here we go.
With My Friends
Chapter 1
Dear Sonic,
I am a fan that grew up with you since your birth in the comic book industry. I know everything about you. I loved you when I was six. I fell in love with you when I was twelve. I masturbated to you a couple times. Those couple of times were some of my best times. I can never stop loving you. But I keep growing up, and you keep on running away. So please tell me, will you ever grow up too?
Sincerely, The Reality
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A moan escaped his mouth as he rubbed himself up and down. His thoughts had turned to the body of some imaginary beautiful girl, who would shake and shimmy however he wanted. He glorified her like a mannequin. Sweat dripped down his chest as he began to feel the climax come. His hand moved faster and faster, begging to receive the pleasure his body awaited.
Then he felt the climax begin to slip away. 'Not again,' He thought.
He clenched his toes, tightened his eyes, squeezed his thighs together, rubbed himself ferociously, anything to sustain his erection.
Miserably, the erection disappeared, and all that was left in the bed was an overexerted, sweaty, and panting hedgehog.
'Fuck'
The few times Sonic removed his gloves were to either wash his hands, to clean himself, or to go to sleep. However, unbeknownst to all others, when Sonic masturbated he kept his gloves on.
When he first discovered masturbation at a young age he was still very delicate, and so during that age he would take his gloves off. As Sonic grew up, to fulfill the sensation a new kindle was required. A bare hand no longer satisfied Sonic's rough tendency, and so the gloves went back on. Despite Sonic's disgust with himself for ejaculating on his clothing, the desire to pleasure himself was much more intense.
Though the gloves worked for some time, as years went on Sonic's erection grew more and more limp with each passing session. Despite his ability to think of many attractive women, from imagination, from TV, and from the streets, none of them it seemed could suffice for his desires, no matter how many fetishes he explored on their bodies or how many times he fucked them in his mind's eyes. Soon it became routine to not even finish masturbating, and just lose the erection, much like the current situation.
Having failed himself again, Sonic starred at the ceiling, begging his thoughts to supply him with an answer to his question: 'Why can't I finish?' No answer came, just more questions.
A knock came at his bedroom door. "Sonic!" shouted Tails, "We have to get going! I don't want to leave Cream waiting much longer."
"Ok bro." said Sonic. He got up, thoroughly disappointed with himself, and opened the door to his roommate. Tails, a generally eager fox, was now even more eager that he were going to see his girlfriend Cream.
Sonic put on his best smile, but Tails could see through it.
"Hey man, you don't have to go if you're not feeling good. I mean, Amy is going to be there, and I know you probably don't want to be near her."
"No man, I need to get the fuck out." Sonic said, thinking back to the failed masturbation session, "I can't stay here man. I just feel rowdy. Fuck Amy, I'll find a way to deal with her."
"Ha! Man, you're out of control." Tails said, "Ok, it sure sounds like you need to get out. Ready to go?"
"As ever." Sonic replied.
At this the two jetted out of the house.
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The plan was to arrive at Rouge's apartment, a nice suite in Station Square, meet up with her, Cream, and Amy, then score some pot and get wasted, which always proved to be a good plan.
On arrival, Cream jumped into tail's arms, ecstatic to see her boyfriend. The two shared a short kiss before sitting down on the couch together. Sonic found himself in the presence of Rouge the Bat, and began immediately talking in order to avoid the waiting stare of Amy.
"Hey Rouge. How goes it?" he asked.
"It goes. Life has been pretty mainstream ever since Robotnik exited our lives for good. You know sometimes I actually regret his death."
"Pah!" sonic scoffed at the notion. "I don't. Sure I miss a bit of the adventure, but not the never ending stream of pathetic schemes to rule the world."
"Well the adventure was my favorite part, and now that it's gone, my only adventure waits in the night scene now days."
"What about Knuckles," sonic reminded the Bat. At this however she flipped her hand.
"The boy is no longer under my leash. He has been dumped."
"Really?" Sonic said. He was shocked, wondering how what looked like a perfect couple could end so abruptly. "Where did that come from?" he asked.
"He just got so boring and predictable. Especially not very adventerous in bed. Like I said, I like adventure." Rouge told Sonic, and her snicker shook his bones.
"Awesome. I always wanted to know about your sex life. So how did Knuckles take it? The break up I mean."
She through her hands in the air. "Who cares? He's gone! That's all that matters!" Rouge exclaimed. Sonic couldn't help but feel her actions were stressed, like a forced pride.
"I guess," Sonic said.
"By the way," Rouge began, " I didn't expect this but, Shadow might be coming over."
"Oh come on Rouge," Sonic said, disappointment heavy in his voice.
"So sorry," said Rouge, with her middle finger raised to a bashful smile, evidently proud of her effect.
"Seriously Rouge, not only will I have to contend with him but I also have to deal with-"
"Hey Sonic!' Amy shouted next to the blue hedgehog, "Would you stop talking to that slut Rouge and come over to the couch and sit with me!"
Sonic frowned, but forced himself to say, "Sure." As he walked off with the pink girl entangled in his arm, Rouge quickly hinted to a bottle of gin on a stand by the couch.
For luck, she mouthed at him. Then Rouge went to her kitchen, opened a drawer, and pulled out some of her home grown marijuana.
An hour into the house party, the gin was gone. Three quarters had gone to Sonic, the rest distributed amongst the others. By this point Mary Jane had made her way into everyone's mouth, and now the room was scented with her perfume. Music shouted in the background, and a television blared images no one watched, unless the colors happened to be enticing.
Tails and Cream giggled, telling stupid stories and giving each other little kisses here and there. Rouge was sitting at a separate table from the rest, writing something in a laptop, and smoking some pot from time to time.
Meanwhile, Sonic sat with an overly aroused Amy clinging to his arm, rubbing her thigh up against his in a desperate attempt to have some attention returned to her. Sonic however, was not in the least bit aroused. The alcohol had only magnified his worry about his troubles with masturbation, and Amy's attempt at sexual appeasement was not helping rid him of his worries.
"Sonic?" Amy asked, inching her body up against his.
"Yeah." Sonic said.
"Why aren't we dating?"
"Mmm, I just don't see us dating." Sonic said, telling the truth. Sonic had never thought of Amy as a girlfriend. He had thought of her lying face down in bed many times. Amy was not unattractive. She had the womanly figure no less than any other, and she often starred in Sonic's fantasies. Unfortunately with her figure came an exceptionally needy personality, one that turned Sonic off from ever asking the girl to be his own. The benefits seemed outweighed by the consequences.
"Well what do you see us doing?" Amy prodded.
"Not much."
"Oh come on Sonic. Have a little bit of imagination! After all, you are drunk."
"Aren't you too? Or am I too drunk to tell?" Sonic asked.
"A little drunk. But I'm sober enough. So why don't you let me do a little exploring?" Amy asked.
"That didn't make sense."
"Shhhhhh-"
Amy slipped her hand up and over Sonic's thigh. She began rubbing her body up against his side while her hand rubbed between his legs. Sonic, who remained too drunk to do much about anything, and worried with his inability to erect, simply thought, 'Might as well. Maybe she can stir up something.'
Amy rubbed Sonic over and over again, for nearly fifteen minutes. At this point Sonic's fears only engrossed. Here he sat with a beautiful girl not only offering herself up but also acting on her intentions, and he could only sit and watch the pity of a hand grabbing his useless pride. With this lack of satisfaction came more disappointment in himself, fear that he could not overcome his problem, and gladness that Amy was too drunk to tell she was not pleasing him. She continued rubbing herself up against Sonic, and was breathing heavily into his ear, an act that was making him nervous. Amy then licked Sonic's ear, and Sonic visualized his penis as a chicken head.
"And that's a wrap" he said, getting up before anymore shame could be brought to himself.
"What? Did you come?" Amy asked, looking dazed.
"Yes, I did. Good job on your part. We should do this again sometime."
"You mean," Amy said lighting up, "You want to be a couple?"
"No."
Sonic switched sides of the couch in a desperate attempt to avoid Amy, but the three foot difference was no match for the girl's arm span, which clinged to Sonic like a vice.
"Hey guys, what goes on this side of the couch?" Sonic spoke to Tails and Cream.
"Not much" replied Tails. Cream giggled.
"What's so funny Cream?" Sonic asked, putting a smile on his face.
"What do you think is so funny?" she asked back.
"I really don't know, should I know?" Sonic asked.
"Do you think you should know?" cream said, again snickering.
"She's been talking like this for a while now. Can't seem to get her to stop," Tails said.
"I see," said Sonic.
"Yeah, she's been acting crazy."
Cream raised a finger to Tails nose and said, "Don't lie and say you don't like your girls a bit crazy."
"Oh I won't lie." Tails said, and leaned forward to kiss the girl. Cream gladly took it, and the two kissed for quite a long time. In this long time, between the connected lips and the straddling hips, Sonic couldn't help but notice Tails, and truthfully the fox was all Sonic could pay attention to. Tails' face looked brilliant to him; slightly red from embarrassment and pleasure. The fox's body arched in such a way that made his back look comfortable to lay against, even sleep on. Sonic was surprised with how much interest he found in the boy's body.
"Wow. You guys are really going at it," Sonic interrupted, causing the two lovers to laugh apart.
"Thanks for the commentary Sonic." Tails said. Cream laid her head into Tails' neck.
"Yeah, welcome. Oh, but you meant that to offend. Sorry, I'm a little drunk, really drunk actually. I might have to spend the night here. Hey Rouge!" Sonic shouted across the apartment, "Can I stay the night?"
Rouge waved her hand back at the others. "You can all stay," she said without looking, "My house is open to you all."
"Sweet" Sonic said and laid back on the couch. He regretted the decision as it just gave Amy more room to snuggle up next to him. To his surprise, however, Sonic's thoughts had transitioned from thoughts of erectile dysfunction to thoughts of Tails, to that arching back, to that slim body and cute face. His thoughts began to trail all over Tails' body, from the arms to the legs, caressing the fox all the way. Sonic remained uneasy about these thoughts but couldn't seem to pull himself from them.
When Amy poked him, he was at first angry to leave his daydreams. When she snickered and pointed to Tails, he was then quite unsettled. Presumably from the rabbit on his chest, Tails had sprouted a small erection. Sonic saw this and felt his face warm up. He then saw that Tails was beginning to doze off with Cream, and his eyelids blinked in a dreamy state.
Sonic looked from the face, back to the erection, back to the face, back to the erection, then back to the face right when Tails yawned, and he got a full view inside of Tails' mouth.
"Excuse me, I suddenly have to pee really badly," said Sonic, getting up and rushing to the bathroom.
When the door was closed, Sonic immediately started to masturbate. He masturbated, for the first time to another male. Tails. Sonic couldn't get the fantasy out of his head. He could see it all as if actually feeling it happen. He touched Tails back with his tongue, and licked down the boy. He kissed the boy feverishly, desperately, as sloppy as he could. He watched as the boy slowly put his mouth around his member, and moving back and forth, again, and again, and again, again, again!
Sonic collapsed to his knees, and straining to surpress his moan, he ejaculated onto the bathroom carpet. He had not finished masturbating in quite a long time, and he would later go so far as to say that he had never felt so good during such a session. When he had finally finished, all the blood rushed to his head, and the tense feeling crossed with a queasy stomach forced him face first into the toilet.
Sonic stood up confused, as if he wasn't certain that he had masturbated or just missed the toilet by quite a distance. He flushed, washed his hands, and walked out of the bathroom, not realizing that his fur was matted by the stains he left. When he arrived back in the living room, everything looked blurry, and he could barely make out the shape of his friends.
When finally his vision centered, he saw his friends with very uncertain looks on their face. Tails broke the silence. "Uh, Sonic, are you okay? We um...well, we heard you in the bathroom."
When Sonic connected the voice with tails, and remembered everything he had just done with Tails' body in the bathroom, he was suddenly over come with fear and shouted, "I gotta get the fuck out of here!"
He then ran his knee into a coffee table, and fainted on the floor.