It was a nice little place. Sure the kitchen, living room, and working area were all in the same room, but hey, that wasn't exactly uncommon in regular houses. Bullseye commented, "Nice place, you got here." It's 'homey'!" "-Glad you think so." As Bullseye turned to face her, as she was behind him, he was astounded, when she caught him off guard... with a hand against his face, a deep kiss on the lips, and a hand grabbing his behind. When she finally took her tongue out of his mouth and let go of his rear, Bullseye practically stumbled back, in complete and utter shock. "-Wha... what did you just... 'DO'??" Candy smiled deviously. "-Gave the birthday boy, his special birthday kiss." Bullseye swallowed, numbly. "-Erm... you mean... that wasn't the 'present'?" She slowly shook her head. "-Nope." He gawked. "Uhh... do I dare... ask what it 'IS' then?" "Yes." "So what IS it then?" Candy moved closer to him, and put her hands on his shoulders. "-Something every guy dreams of." Bullseye's mouth was hanging wide open. "-Oh.. God... ummm... WOW..." She then walked over to a door nearby, and opened it. She turned around, leaning one arm against it, and her other one on her hip, in a rather seductive pose. She slowly, waved her fingers at him. "-So then... come and get it." Bullseye felt like he couldn't breathe. It was all too good to be true. "-O-kay." She winked at him. "-Don't worry, tenderfoot... I don't bite... 'hard'." Unless you ask me to." Then she disappeared into the bedroom. Considering the situation and despite how shocked he was, Bullseye didn't keep her waiting for him, for too long.
Once both in the bedroom, Candy shut and bolted the door, and turned down the lights. She knew exactly what she was doing... unlike Bullseye... "-So," she said. "Strip." Bullseye turned bright red. "Huh??" "Hey come on, big guy... I'll do it too!" Just you go first." We'll take it slow." For starters, take off the 'trousers'." Bullseye gulped, feeling a tad dizzy. "-Okay," he agreed. Off went the pants... slowly. Candy watched, of course. She immediately smiled. "-Hmmm, boxers, not briefs." You're off to a good start." That broke a bit of tension for Bullseye, thankfully. "Sorry, I just prefer guys who wear boxers, opposed to briefs... just kinda think that guys in 'tighty whitey's' is something I'd rather NOT see." Bullseye gave a small grin. "Yeah, I hear ya... that's why I'd never be caught DEAD in a pair!" She laughed. "Alright then... my turn now." She slowly, unzipped the back of her skirt... and down it went. To reveal the thong. Bullseye felt his mouth go bone-dry. *Holy SHIT!* he thought. Candy smirked at Bullseye's facial expression. "Well... I'm guessing this is 'nice'?" Bullseye finally managed to get out, in agreement, "-VERY nice." "-Good to know... okay then, your turn again." Lose the shirt." Bullseye was a bit quicker this time, as he felt slightly more comfortable. "Mmmm... hello, Mr.Muscles," Candy grinned, admiring his build. Bullseye's face flushed. "-Thanks..." *Finally!* Manual labor pays off...* Then, Candy slowly pulled off her top, exposing most of her upper anatomy area. Bullseye was practically on the verge of choking. He'd never seen so much of a woman before... Candy looked back up at him. "-Since I've got more on than you... I'll go again." I'll let you choose the next shot." Bra... or thong?" Bullseye was speechless. He at last decided. "-Bra." She smiled deviously, and unhooked her bra. Then, with a simple flick of the wrist, it was on the floor. Bullseye gawked, wearing a look that sincerely said, *Thank you God.* You are the FUCKING man!!* "-Wow," he croaked, in a squeaky tone. Candy cocked an eyebrow. "Okay... here's the big moment." Both of us... lose the drawers." On the count of three." Bullseye nodded, in agreement. "-Right." "-One... two... three." Bullseye's boxers and Candy's thong were thrown on the floor, with their other clothes. They both checked each other out. Bullseye had never been so stunned in his life. He couldn't believe what was happening to him. In his mind he thought, *YES!* Go Bullseye!* It's your birthday!* FUCK YES!* Candy looked at Bullseye. So long for so, he finally asked nervously, "-Umm.. is it.. 'good'?" Candy, wanting to tease him just for fun, to see how he'd react, shrugged, "-I've seen smaller." The astounded look on the warthog's face, set Candy laughing loudly. "-Just kidding!" Don't worry there, tiger!" Honestly... for your size and age... I think the 'package' is pretty well 'equipped'." Bullseye sighed with relief. "-Oh good... you had me scared there." "Not that it really matters... as they say, it ain't the size of the package... it's whatcha do with it." She winked, and Bullseye shrugged in agreement, "-Sounds like an accurate conclusion to me." Candy giggled, and said, "-Well then..." She stepped backwards, until she reached the bed. Which she then laid back upon, readily. She held up her hand, and simply waved one finger at him. "-Come here to me." Bullseye's breathing was heavier and more excited, as he slowly came over. But as he started to get on the bed, he stopped. He realized he didn't know quite what to do, next. He gulped, not knowing what to say. Lucky for him, she seemed to know it. "-Oh!" Oops... I forgot." She got up. "YOU on the bed, first." *Thank God...* he thought, and did her bidding. She grinned, and slowly started to move her body on top of him, spreading the bed sheets and blankets up and over them. "-I remember now... when it's the first time... that it's good to have a partner who's done it before... and being on the bottom don't hurt... just until you know what you're doing." Sound good there, tenderfoot?" Bullseye forced himself to come out of the trance, to nod, and reply, "-Yeeah." Candy gently squeezed his shoulders. "-Brace yourself, tiger... you're in for a ride." *Oh, I WILL!* he thought.
As she promised, Candy took it pretty slow, and gentle for starters. At first, Bullseye thought it felt a bit awkward, and funny, as he'd never done anything like THIS before.... But after awhile, he started to get comfortable with it, and it started to feel MUCH better... As he seemed to be getting more into it, Candy took it a level higher, bit by bit. Finally, they stopped, both laying back, breathing heavily. Then after a couple of seconds, Candy reached over in her bedside drawer, and pulled out a small pack of cigarettes. Bullseye looked on, questioningly. "-I didn't know you smoked." As she put it in her mouth, and reached for a lighter, she explained, "-I don't... well, I'm not a 'regular' anyways." It just helps settle down the nerves after sex." You want one, sugar?" He thought about it for a second, then figured there couldn't be TOO much harm in trying it. "Sure." Light me up." She handed him one, and lit it up. "-Just remember, tiger.. don't suck it all in, first time." Just take a few small puffs." He nodded. "Thanks for the tip." And so, he put the stick in his mouth, and like Candy said, took a few small drags. And was immediately glad he did, when the inhalation of the fumes and smoke made his eyes water, and his throat clog a tiny bit, causing him to cough and splutter a little. Candy, calmly taking a drag of hers, gazed on at Bullseye. "See... now if you would've taken a long, sucking drag... you might've choked so hard, you'd pass out." Good thing I'm here to warn you about that kinda thing, eh?" The warthog nodded, his breathing starting to return to normal. "Yeah... you're a life-saver, alright!" After a few minutes of silence, Bullseye meekly questioned, "-Umm.. so... about before... did I do.. 'okay'?" The female hyena gave him a comforting look. "-Well, I'll admit... I've had 'better'... but don't worry about it... first time's always a bit awkward... it's not like you're gonna become the 'master of sex', all at once." It's like a 'skill' almost... you got 'practice', to get better." See what I mean?" The warthog replied, "Yeah, makes sense." Candy nodded, in agreement. "-So yeah.. that's the bad news." Want the good news, now?" "-Sure." Love some." "Like I said, bad news is... I've had better." The good news is..." She leaned over him. "-I can honestly say... you're the best 'virgin' I've ever gotten with." And trust me, there have been a few, before you." Bullseye couldn't help but grin. She seemed to know how to keep the mood, and him comfortable. "-Oh... well.. thanks." She smiled, pleasantly. "-It was almost kinda like the dancing out there, tenderfoot... sure, you were a bit 'rusty' at first... but once you got the hang of it, you got into it pretty well, I think." Definitely some potential there." She suddenly kissed him, just a brief, gentle brush against his lips, in a slight affection. Then a mischievous look crossed her lips. "-It's a good thing you work out... otherwise you'd've been like one of those guys that barely last a couple of minutes, then fall asleep, on a gal." Bullseye's eyes widened in surprise. "-Come again??" You're saying... there were guys... that fell ASLEEP after doing... 'THIS'??" Candy groaned, in remembrance, it seemed, nodding, "-Unfortunately." The warthog's jaw was suspended wide open. "-Tell me you're kidding me!" I mean, in MY opinion... let's just say you make me feel... MANY feelings... but I can assure you... that 'SLEEPY', isn't one of them!!" The hyena had a rather flattered look on her face, as Bullseye continued, "-As for those guys who DID... well then, holy freakin' hell!" LOOK at you!" They want to go to SLEEP, after doing something as incredible and wicked as THIS?" Well... I just have one thing to say about that.... how GAY are THEY???" This was too much for Candy. She burst into a fit of giggles, at the comment. She shook her muzzle. "You really are a sweetheart, Bullseye... seriously!" I don't deserve to hear all the nice things you're sayin'..." "Sure you do!" You're... one helluva babe!" Not to mention, kind, generous, and... awesome in bed!" Candy slyly lifted her eyebrows. "-Well... it's not like you have any others to compare me to... also, I HAVE had 'practice'." "-Yeah, I'll bet!" exclaimed Bullseye. "But anyways, yeah... I think you're a really great person." Candy couldn't believe her ears. *ME?? A great person?? Kind and generous??* She slowly shook her head, in astoundment. "Wow... Bullseye.. you're... you're-" He then surprised her yet again, by leaning up, and kissing her soundly and fully, on the mouth. It was practically the only REAL pass he'd made at her all night, that HE'd started... as it had been HER who'd been sending all the signals, hints, and offers, before, since Bullseye had been rather the shy one.. Candy was rather intrigued by this sudden transformation to a certain spontaneality level. "-Wow... aren't we getting ambitious here..." Bullseye shrugged, modestly. "-Just... trying to give you something in return, I guess." Then, Candy looked at him, with an expression of what looked like... desire. "-So... you up for another 'round', big guy?" He slightly turned red. "If you wanna." The hyena lay on her back, invitingly. "Think you could handle the top, this time, tenderfoot?" A look of pleasure was across the warthog's face. He shrugged, "-Only one way to find out..."
The second time around was easier on the both of them. At least now Bullseye knew what was expected of him, what moves to make, and tried to give her the best he could. It was an improvement, but not THAT big of one. Like Candy said, that kind of thing would come in time. When they stopped, after the second recooperation, somehow, the idea of telling each other more about themselves, about their pasts, came up. And so, Bullseye learned more about Candy. She'd been born a year before the end of the Great War, and lucky for her, she barely remembered anything of that first year... except for a few random flashbacks... most including a person she wish she didn't remember... a large, scaly, sinister, evil, Komodo Dragon... named Griff Swifteye. She wasn't the only one there. Many people who'd survived the Great War remembered and had nightmares even, of him. Griff had been the lead slavedriver. And also, the cruellest, coldest, and most colassalest one. Candy could actually even remember a certain event involving him, that had actually happened merely minutes after her birth... The mutated lizard had stormed into her family's tent (where they lived), wanting to 'greet' the new arrival, in his own cold-hearted way. He'd stuck his face so close to hers, she could feel his hot, fowl, sticky breath, spoke to her in a raspy, evil and frightening voice, and touched her face with a cold, hard claw. She could remember the fear she felt... and how she had let out a loud, screaming wail, wanting that 'thing' away from her. All that in a couple of minutes... and her being just a newborn. Since that day, she had feared and hated him. Going along, more events that had happened in her first year, hadn't been good ones either. Her father Riley, and her uncle Justin, (Donavan's father) both who were hyenas, had been slain in the final battle, for freedom. They'd received fatal wounds, but were happy to be alive long enough to hear a young Prince Rath and Prince Amavar, shout the words everyone had waited so long to hear, from the fortress top. Then they'd died. And so, Candy's mother Jeanie, also a hyena, raised her alone, as well as a young Donavan (who was three at the time of Candy's birth), her nephew, as with his father's death, was now an orphan. His mother Cayla (a caracal, like her son), had died in childbirth with Donavan. Jeanie had brought the two children up the best she could, and obviously did a good job, as Candy and Donavan loved her to the death. But one last blow of tragedy entered their lives. The elder female hyena was diagnosed with cancer, and had died shortly after, to the extreme sorrow of her daughter and nephew, whom by then, were both teenagers. In fact, it had only been a year or so ago, from the present time, with Donavan at nineteen, and Candy at sixteen. After Jeanie's death, Donavan, keeping a promise to his beloved aunt, took care of and looked out for Candy. He did this for three reasons. One: He wanted to keep his word. Two: Candy didn't have anywhere else to go to. And three: He wanted to, as Candy was his only living relative, and he loved and cared about her, like a younger sister. Knowing most of the sentiment that Candy felt about her past, Bullseye was quite moved by her story. When he told her HIS story, however, to his surprise, she nearly bawled. *Female thing,* he thought to himself. Then, with Bullseye telling her about how he lived/boarded in an orphanage, she questioned him what he thought about children. He'd simply answered it direct and honest, with a snort. "What's there to 'like'?" They're nasty little rotters, I say." Don't have the patience for their annoying little whims." Candy smirked, "I bet you'll be saying different, in a couple of years." When you've got little 'Bullseyes' of your own." Bullseye stared at the ceiling. "-Yeah..." When the moon's made of frickin' green cheese." Candy rolled her eyes, with amusement. Just then, a thought occurred to Bullseye. "-Hey... what time is it?" Candy peered an eye over at the clock on her nightstand. "-Hmmm... about one o'clock." A crestfallen look appeared in Bullseye's expression. "-ONE o'clock??" Awww shit..." he groaned. "What's the matter?" "-See... I... I promised my... my... 'guardian', that I'd be back around TWELVE." Man... I sure hope she isn't up, waiting for me." "-Ooohh... I see." Bullseye shrugged, "-Yeah." Listen Candy... I'm really sorry but.... I think I better be going now." She simply nodded, understandingly. "It's okay, tenderfoot... don't feel bad." You've been here for the last four hours, having a good time for your birthday... that's a good awhile." Besides... you're just being considerate... you don't want your guardian worrying about you." The warthog gave a nod. "-Yeah... guess so." Candy reached a hand over, and gently stroked his hair. "-Also... you know what they say about bars and stuff, after midnight or so... "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here"." Bullseye slightly grinned. "Heh... well then... looks like I REALLY gotta go then, eh?" "-Yeah," Candy replied, softly.
Several minutes later, they had both re-dressed, and were heading downstairs, out the back. They stood out, in the street lights, and faced each other. Bullseye spoke first. "-Candy... I... I just wanna thank you for... for everything tonight." I had a really good time." Candy smiled. "-So did I." Thank you for showing up around here." Haven't had a really good time like that, for awhile." "-Really?" Oh... well, glad I could give you something back, then." They both nodded at one another. Finally, Bullseye asked, "-So... will I see you again?" Candy shrugged. "-Well... if you ever decide to stop by the bar here again, you probably will." Until then... I guess this is goodbye for us, tenderfoot." Bullseye understood her. He stepped closer to her. "Once again... thanks." I got a feeling this is a night I won't be forgetting too soon." "-I think I won't either," admitted Candy. Then, they both seemed to read each other's minds, and pulled in for that one last kiss, and hugged. "-Bye Candy." "-Bye, Bullseye." And then, Bullseye turned around, looked one last time, and started to walk away. Candy watched him go, until he was gone, disappearing into the dark, looming shadows of the street. Some inside her told her, that it would be a LONG time, before she'd see that face again...
At about quarter after one, Bullseye was quietly slipping in the backdoor of his bedroom. He held his breath as he opened it, scared to make the slightest crack. But as soon as it was closed behind him, with only a few little squeaks made, he heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he quickly bounded over to where Buckthorne was sleeping. His wolf friend was obviously in the far depths of slumber... but the bursting, impatient Bullseye was too excited to wait. He spoke out, as loud a whisper as he could. "-Buckthorne?"...Buckthorne!" Wake up!" His friend started to snore. Bullseye grumbled, and then thought of a better idea. He slowly, held a hand over the wolf's face... and then brought it down, clasping over his mouth. Which awoke poor Buckthorne, with quite a start. Luckily, since Bullseye's hand was over his mouth, he couldn't yell outloud. Buckthorne's eyes flashed open, and darted up... to see none other than his friend. "-Hey, you're up!" said Bullseye. "-What's up, Bucksy?" The young wolf sighed, and rolled his eyes. "-I should've known..." he groaned. He looked to the clock. "-One thirty?" Well... I was pretty darn close." Bullseye wished he'd shut up. So he cut right in, "-Right... here, you get two mobiums for that then!" He thrust the bills onto Buckthorne's desk. Buckthorne gave him a funny look. "-Wow, you're awfully hyper..." What's going on?" Now that he had his friend's attention, Bullseye blurted out, "-What's going ON??" Dude, you will not BELIEVE what just went on!!" Buckthorne's eyes widened. "-Erm... okay then." "-Seriously, Buckthorne, it was UNBELIEVEABLE!!" shrieked Bullseye, excitedly. "-Bullseye!" Will you keep it DOWN??"" snapped Buckthorne, anxiously. "Mellie's gonna hear you for sure, if you keep on 'screamin' like that!" Bullseye tried to get him to pay attention. "-Okay, okay!" Sorry... but Buckthorne, MAN!" If you KNEW what just happened, or had it happen to YOU, BELIEVE me!" You'd be like this too!" Buckthorne sighed, exasperatedly. "-Well then TELL me about it, already!" "-Alright, I will!" Just shut up then!" "-I AM!" "-Right... okay then!" Here's what happened... see, I went out and all, you know-" His wolf friend nodded, as Bullseye continued, "-And yeah, so, I went to this tavern bar place... and by the way, it was pretty cool!" It had a pool table, dartboards, and all that kind of junk... and a sound system and crap, people dancing, la la la, that old hat..." So ya, I was in there, all roaming the place, inspecting the joint out, making eyes at the babes, you know!" Buckthorne rolled his eyes, sceptically, yet still listening attentively. "And then I was like, just standing around the bar, minding my own business... when all the sudden, someone just SLAMS into behind me, and I'm just like, whoa, what the fuck??" And so, I turn around, to see who this person is-" Buckthorne nodded, intensely. "-And then... I see 'her'." The wolf's eyes widened. "-You see 'who'??" Bullseye grinned broadly. "Only the FINEST girl in the house!" Buckthorne's jaw dropped. "-Nooo way!" "WAY!" "-You're shittin' me, aren't ya??" "-I swear to God, Buckthorne, this is SO shitless!" Buckthorne raised an eyebrow, deciding whether it was true or not. "-Okay... I guess I'll have to take your word for it now... but anyways, so yeah... you got my attention now!" Gorgeous hottie accidentally smacks into you... go on!" What next??" "-Okay, okay... so yeah, I turn around and see the HOTTEST of hotties... she was a hyena, about seventeen she told me-" "Heh!" Going for the older women, already, are we?" "Nevermind!" Besides, she looked my age at least, for most part." And yeah, so she was one sexy beast, let me tell you!" The chest was fully stacked, body slender and tight, long and leggy, and her ass was... damn!" It was like 'back that ass up!'!" Dang man... I could've sunk my teeth into that, like 'grrrrr!', you know??" Buckthorne was astounded. "-Dude!" Now THAT's the good stuff!" Come on, keep going with the story!" "Oh right!" Yeah, so I like, turned around and come to face with this goddess of all that is sexy... and it's just like, I felt like looking up at the sky, and saying "Hey God... man... good job!!"!" But in reality though, I was just standing there, practically GAWKING at her... couldn't think of anything to say!" It's like... my brains just suddenly melted into a handful of putty!" Or maybe I HAD the words... but they just weren't coming out, you know?" Buckthorne cringed, in a sympathetic way. "Dang... choked up, eh?" That's no good." "I KNOW!" But it was okay, because SHE didn't care!" In fact... it had like a reversal effect!" She smiled at me, and said I was CUTE!" "Hah!" Likes the cute and stupid ones, does she?" snickered Buckthorne, trying to stifle a high-pitched giggle. "Oh, get over yourself!" snorted Bullseye. "Can I continue now??" "Go ahead!" "-'Kay... so yeah, she 'dug' me from the very beginning, let me tell you!" Yeeeaah... 'mama' liked what she saw!" And I was just like, "Say WHAT?"!" Err... well 'actually' I said, "-Uhhhmmm... excuse me?" Seriously, I thought she was talking to someone else!" And then she like, said something even MORE flattering... and I just choked out a, "-Erm... what?" That time, his wolf friend laughed so hard, he snorted. "-Dude!" he gulped out between hoots of laughter. "-You're... you're more 'hurtin' than a Greek tragedy!" And he hooted some more. Bullseye sighed, shaking his head. "-That coming from someone who just told ME to keep it down." Buckthorne then got the hint, realizing he was being pretty noisy, smoothered his mouth into a pillow to silence the laughing fit. "-Sorry!" he spoke quickly, before choking back a shrieking chuckle. The warthog grumbled, getting up. "-For Pete's sake!" Forget it, story over.. it's not like you're not listening anymore, anyways..." Buckthorne whined, "-Awww, Bullseye!" Come on, come back here!" I swear I'm sorry!" Just finish the story!" Please??" You just CAN'T leave me hanging here!" Bullseye tightened his jaw, thinking about it. Then will a slight eye roll, he agreed, "-Oh alright.." But you BETTER listen." "-I am, I am!" Buckthorne insisted. "-Okay... so where was I?" Oh yeah!" So... even though I was "choking up"... she was still right switched on by me!" In fact, after that last little bit... she gave me her name!" "Ooooh, Bullsy hits jackpot!" snickered Buckthorne. "-Damn RIGHT!" exclaimed Bullseye. "-So yeah, her name's Candice Torra, but she said, that 'I could call her 'Candy'!" Buckthorne purled in his throat. "-Grrrl!" Candy!" Now THAT's a name!" Bullseye looked pleased. "Ain't it?" So yeah, then I told her my name.. and she's like, "Lucky us, we got names we can 'work from'", if you know what I mean!" The wolf's eyes lit up. "Aaahhh!" Sounds like someone has the 'hots' for ya!" Hehe!" Bullseye stressed, "-Like you wouldn't BELIEVE!" The tone in his voice, and the solemn-ness of his friend's face, made Buckthorne pause. He stared at Bullseye. "-Wait a sec... dude... are you 'serious'?" The warthog threw his arms up, in exasperation. "As I've been trying to tell you... YES!!" Buckthorne gawked. "-Oh... ummm... wow... err... okay, I really didn't think you WERE!" Bullseye let his eyes roll back until they looked cross-eyed. "Well, now you know," he shrugged. His friend's jaw hung in midair. Finally, he managed to get out a sentence. "-More... tell me more!" Now that he knew for SURE that Buckthorne was totally hooked and on board, Bullseye went on. "-So yeah... I don't WHAT she saw... but whatever it was, she musta've REALLY liked it!" 'Cuz she was... pretty much ALL OVER me!" I'm SO not kidding!" At the same time though, she was really nice, I mean... after all the stupid things I said and did, she was STILL dragging me around!" She even... asked me to DANCE with her!" At hearing this, Buckthorne bit his lip furiously, trying to hold back the ecstatic smirk. He muttered something under his breath, in amusement. "Nu mef fe," it sounded like to Bullseye's prickling ears. "-Hey, what was that??" he demanded to know. Buckthorne lowered his hand from his mouth. "-I... I said 'two left feet'," he answered, a silly grin still across his lips. The warthog rolled his eyes. "-Figures... yeah, that's what I said to her." But..." He shrugged. "-That girl just wouldn't take no for an answer!" Buckthorne shook his muzzle. "-Hehe... bet she left ya after 'that' disaster, eh?" Bullseye shook his own. "-Amazingly NO... in fact, I wasn't as bad as I thought I would be." See... when I told her that I well, SUCKED at it, she just told me to watch some other people, and work their moves into my own." Sounds stupid and simplistic... but it WORKED!" ...For most part." Buckthorne raised an eyebrow. "-Really?" Oh... well, good deal then!" "-No kidding!" I'm still shocked I actually had FUN there... and get this, the only foot that came trodding down on one someone else's... was HER heel on MY foot!" Buckthorne eye's widened. "-Wow... and you're even HAPPY about it?" Bullseye smirked. "-No, not about the fact that I got my foot stepped on by a two inch heel!" About the part that I didn't step on hers!" It was vice-versa!" I'd rather be the victim than the clumsy idiot... not that I'm saying 'she' is, by the way!" "-Gee... I should HOPE not!" snickered his friend. "After all that 'ass-kissing' she was doing!" Bullseye grinned. "No worries bro!" She had me from, "-Well... aren't we too cute, to be all alone!", ho boy!" Buckthorne chuckled a little. "-You'd date a 'twig' if it called you 'cute'!" Bullseye gave him a playful swat. "-Shut up, you 'mutt'!" "-My... that's pretty 'proud' coming from a greased 'pig'!" hooted Buckthorne. They laughed at each other like idiots, then remembered that they were supposed to be "quiet". Buckthorne whispered loudly, "-Alright... so you were dancing with her... and... there's a "and then we" thing after that?" Bullseye beamed, proudly. "-Oooh yeah!" Buckthorne was intrigued. "-I am SO listening!" Bullseye went on, "-So... after we were dancing, and stuff, me and her were talking.. and then... she pops the 'question'!" Buckthorne pursed his mouth. "What question?" Bullseye raised his eyebrows, as he emphasized the sentence, "'THE' question!" Buckthorne's eyes widened. "-She didn't..." Bullseye slowly nodded. "-She DID." She asked ME if I wanted to come upstairs... into her apartment!!" His wolf friend gawked. "Noooo way!" You bastard, you!" The warthog snickered, triumphantly. "-Yeeees way!" And oh yeah... guess what happened!" Buckthorne thought for a minute, then snapped his fingers. "-Oh, I know!" You totally blew it!" Did ya clog the sink or something??" His friend gave a sarcastic look. "Very funny." Buckthorne threw up his hands. "-I give up!" What happened??" Bullseye leaned closer. "-She grabbed my face, my ass, and kissed me!" And in the 'French tongue', ah thank you!" Buckthorne stared, totally caught. "-And... then?" Bullseye wore the widest grin ever. "Just five words for what happened next, Buckthorne..." ...'Wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am!'!" The wolf's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets, and he nearly swallowed his tongue. "-You... you... GOTTA be kidding..." Bullseye held his head up. "-It is true, my friend... I am no longer a 'Virgin Mary', so one might speak!" I am now... a MAN!" Mwhahaha!" Buckthorne was blown completely away. "-You.. you seriously... had SEX??" "-Yes I did." Swear to God, cross my heart, hope to die, and all that shit." "-Wh... well how WAS it??" Bullseye thought carefully. "-Okay, 'honestly', at first it was a little... 'koo-ky'... kinda 'awkward' I'll admit... but I'm telling ya, once you start getting really INTO it, it just... feels GOOD, ya know?" Buckthorne shook his head, unbelievingly. "-Dude... that is totally awesome!" Just... 'wicked' man!!" I can't believe it!" You... my best friend lost his fucking virginity!!" Wooooo!" "Yeeeah, ma beeznitch!" The two slapped each other high fives, friendly punches, and horsed around in excitement, until they realized that now they were being LOUD, and they both bounded into their beds. Just as Buckthorne laid back, a thought occurred to him. "-Hey... Bullseye?" "-Uh huh?" the warthog, murmered. An amused grin curled across the wolf's lips. "Bet none of the guys are gonna believe this." With the said idea presented to mind, Bullseye gave a devious smirk. "You're probably right," he snickered. "-Guess it DOES sound a little far-fetched." But hey, 'I' was there, and 'I' KNOW what happened!" Buckthorne slightly chuckled, and then, because he was just still so psyched and excited about it, Bullseye spoke triumphantly, "-I still can't believe it either..." I mean... I got LAID!" His friend threw a pillow at him. "Ehh, shut up already!" I don't know about YOU, but I'M tired!" Now can it, and let me sleep." Bullseye snorted, and muttered loud enough for Buckthorne to hear. "-'Jealous'.." Buckthorne sighed loudly. "Good-NIGHT, Bullseye," he said, his voice rising a bit, in annoyance. His friend took the hint. "Good night, Buckthorne."
Once both in the bedroom, Candy shut and bolted the door, and turned down the lights. She knew exactly what she was doing... unlike Bullseye... "-So," she said. "Strip." Bullseye turned bright red. "Huh??" "Hey come on, big guy... I'll do it too!" Just you go first." We'll take it slow." For starters, take off the 'trousers'." Bullseye gulped, feeling a tad dizzy. "-Okay," he agreed. Off went the pants... slowly. Candy watched, of course. She immediately smiled. "-Hmmm, boxers, not briefs." You're off to a good start." That broke a bit of tension for Bullseye, thankfully. "Sorry, I just prefer guys who wear boxers, opposed to briefs... just kinda think that guys in 'tighty whitey's' is something I'd rather NOT see." Bullseye gave a small grin. "Yeah, I hear ya... that's why I'd never be caught DEAD in a pair!" She laughed. "Alright then... my turn now." She slowly, unzipped the back of her skirt... and down it went. To reveal the thong. Bullseye felt his mouth go bone-dry. *Holy SHIT!* he thought. Candy smirked at Bullseye's facial expression. "Well... I'm guessing this is 'nice'?" Bullseye finally managed to get out, in agreement, "-VERY nice." "-Good to know... okay then, your turn again." Lose the shirt." Bullseye was a bit quicker this time, as he felt slightly more comfortable. "Mmmm... hello, Mr.Muscles," Candy grinned, admiring his build. Bullseye's face flushed. "-Thanks..." *Finally!* Manual labor pays off...* Then, Candy slowly pulled off her top, exposing most of her upper anatomy area. Bullseye was practically on the verge of choking. He'd never seen so much of a woman before... Candy looked back up at him. "-Since I've got more on than you... I'll go again." I'll let you choose the next shot." Bra... or thong?" Bullseye was speechless. He at last decided. "-Bra." She smiled deviously, and unhooked her bra. Then, with a simple flick of the wrist, it was on the floor. Bullseye gawked, wearing a look that sincerely said, *Thank you God.* You are the FUCKING man!!* "-Wow," he croaked, in a squeaky tone. Candy cocked an eyebrow. "Okay... here's the big moment." Both of us... lose the drawers." On the count of three." Bullseye nodded, in agreement. "-Right." "-One... two... three." Bullseye's boxers and Candy's thong were thrown on the floor, with their other clothes. They both checked each other out. Bullseye had never been so stunned in his life. He couldn't believe what was happening to him. In his mind he thought, *YES!* Go Bullseye!* It's your birthday!* FUCK YES!* Candy looked at Bullseye. So long for so, he finally asked nervously, "-Umm.. is it.. 'good'?" Candy, wanting to tease him just for fun, to see how he'd react, shrugged, "-I've seen smaller." The astounded look on the warthog's face, set Candy laughing loudly. "-Just kidding!" Don't worry there, tiger!" Honestly... for your size and age... I think the 'package' is pretty well 'equipped'." Bullseye sighed with relief. "-Oh good... you had me scared there." "Not that it really matters... as they say, it ain't the size of the package... it's whatcha do with it." She winked, and Bullseye shrugged in agreement, "-Sounds like an accurate conclusion to me." Candy giggled, and said, "-Well then..." She stepped backwards, until she reached the bed. Which she then laid back upon, readily. She held up her hand, and simply waved one finger at him. "-Come here to me." Bullseye's breathing was heavier and more excited, as he slowly came over. But as he started to get on the bed, he stopped. He realized he didn't know quite what to do, next. He gulped, not knowing what to say. Lucky for him, she seemed to know it. "-Oh!" Oops... I forgot." She got up. "YOU on the bed, first." *Thank God...* he thought, and did her bidding. She grinned, and slowly started to move her body on top of him, spreading the bed sheets and blankets up and over them. "-I remember now... when it's the first time... that it's good to have a partner who's done it before... and being on the bottom don't hurt... just until you know what you're doing." Sound good there, tenderfoot?" Bullseye forced himself to come out of the trance, to nod, and reply, "-Yeeah." Candy gently squeezed his shoulders. "-Brace yourself, tiger... you're in for a ride." *Oh, I WILL!* he thought.
As she promised, Candy took it pretty slow, and gentle for starters. At first, Bullseye thought it felt a bit awkward, and funny, as he'd never done anything like THIS before.... But after awhile, he started to get comfortable with it, and it started to feel MUCH better... As he seemed to be getting more into it, Candy took it a level higher, bit by bit. Finally, they stopped, both laying back, breathing heavily. Then after a couple of seconds, Candy reached over in her bedside drawer, and pulled out a small pack of cigarettes. Bullseye looked on, questioningly. "-I didn't know you smoked." As she put it in her mouth, and reached for a lighter, she explained, "-I don't... well, I'm not a 'regular' anyways." It just helps settle down the nerves after sex." You want one, sugar?" He thought about it for a second, then figured there couldn't be TOO much harm in trying it. "Sure." Light me up." She handed him one, and lit it up. "-Just remember, tiger.. don't suck it all in, first time." Just take a few small puffs." He nodded. "Thanks for the tip." And so, he put the stick in his mouth, and like Candy said, took a few small drags. And was immediately glad he did, when the inhalation of the fumes and smoke made his eyes water, and his throat clog a tiny bit, causing him to cough and splutter a little. Candy, calmly taking a drag of hers, gazed on at Bullseye. "See... now if you would've taken a long, sucking drag... you might've choked so hard, you'd pass out." Good thing I'm here to warn you about that kinda thing, eh?" The warthog nodded, his breathing starting to return to normal. "Yeah... you're a life-saver, alright!" After a few minutes of silence, Bullseye meekly questioned, "-Umm.. so... about before... did I do.. 'okay'?" The female hyena gave him a comforting look. "-Well, I'll admit... I've had 'better'... but don't worry about it... first time's always a bit awkward... it's not like you're gonna become the 'master of sex', all at once." It's like a 'skill' almost... you got 'practice', to get better." See what I mean?" The warthog replied, "Yeah, makes sense." Candy nodded, in agreement. "-So yeah.. that's the bad news." Want the good news, now?" "-Sure." Love some." "Like I said, bad news is... I've had better." The good news is..." She leaned over him. "-I can honestly say... you're the best 'virgin' I've ever gotten with." And trust me, there have been a few, before you." Bullseye couldn't help but grin. She seemed to know how to keep the mood, and him comfortable. "-Oh... well.. thanks." She smiled, pleasantly. "-It was almost kinda like the dancing out there, tenderfoot... sure, you were a bit 'rusty' at first... but once you got the hang of it, you got into it pretty well, I think." Definitely some potential there." She suddenly kissed him, just a brief, gentle brush against his lips, in a slight affection. Then a mischievous look crossed her lips. "-It's a good thing you work out... otherwise you'd've been like one of those guys that barely last a couple of minutes, then fall asleep, on a gal." Bullseye's eyes widened in surprise. "-Come again??" You're saying... there were guys... that fell ASLEEP after doing... 'THIS'??" Candy groaned, in remembrance, it seemed, nodding, "-Unfortunately." The warthog's jaw was suspended wide open. "-Tell me you're kidding me!" I mean, in MY opinion... let's just say you make me feel... MANY feelings... but I can assure you... that 'SLEEPY', isn't one of them!!" The hyena had a rather flattered look on her face, as Bullseye continued, "-As for those guys who DID... well then, holy freakin' hell!" LOOK at you!" They want to go to SLEEP, after doing something as incredible and wicked as THIS?" Well... I just have one thing to say about that.... how GAY are THEY???" This was too much for Candy. She burst into a fit of giggles, at the comment. She shook her muzzle. "You really are a sweetheart, Bullseye... seriously!" I don't deserve to hear all the nice things you're sayin'..." "Sure you do!" You're... one helluva babe!" Not to mention, kind, generous, and... awesome in bed!" Candy slyly lifted her eyebrows. "-Well... it's not like you have any others to compare me to... also, I HAVE had 'practice'." "-Yeah, I'll bet!" exclaimed Bullseye. "But anyways, yeah... I think you're a really great person." Candy couldn't believe her ears. *ME?? A great person?? Kind and generous??* She slowly shook her head, in astoundment. "Wow... Bullseye.. you're... you're-" He then surprised her yet again, by leaning up, and kissing her soundly and fully, on the mouth. It was practically the only REAL pass he'd made at her all night, that HE'd started... as it had been HER who'd been sending all the signals, hints, and offers, before, since Bullseye had been rather the shy one.. Candy was rather intrigued by this sudden transformation to a certain spontaneality level. "-Wow... aren't we getting ambitious here..." Bullseye shrugged, modestly. "-Just... trying to give you something in return, I guess." Then, Candy looked at him, with an expression of what looked like... desire. "-So... you up for another 'round', big guy?" He slightly turned red. "If you wanna." The hyena lay on her back, invitingly. "Think you could handle the top, this time, tenderfoot?" A look of pleasure was across the warthog's face. He shrugged, "-Only one way to find out..."
The second time around was easier on the both of them. At least now Bullseye knew what was expected of him, what moves to make, and tried to give her the best he could. It was an improvement, but not THAT big of one. Like Candy said, that kind of thing would come in time. When they stopped, after the second recooperation, somehow, the idea of telling each other more about themselves, about their pasts, came up. And so, Bullseye learned more about Candy. She'd been born a year before the end of the Great War, and lucky for her, she barely remembered anything of that first year... except for a few random flashbacks... most including a person she wish she didn't remember... a large, scaly, sinister, evil, Komodo Dragon... named Griff Swifteye. She wasn't the only one there. Many people who'd survived the Great War remembered and had nightmares even, of him. Griff had been the lead slavedriver. And also, the cruellest, coldest, and most colassalest one. Candy could actually even remember a certain event involving him, that had actually happened merely minutes after her birth... The mutated lizard had stormed into her family's tent (where they lived), wanting to 'greet' the new arrival, in his own cold-hearted way. He'd stuck his face so close to hers, she could feel his hot, fowl, sticky breath, spoke to her in a raspy, evil and frightening voice, and touched her face with a cold, hard claw. She could remember the fear she felt... and how she had let out a loud, screaming wail, wanting that 'thing' away from her. All that in a couple of minutes... and her being just a newborn. Since that day, she had feared and hated him. Going along, more events that had happened in her first year, hadn't been good ones either. Her father Riley, and her uncle Justin, (Donavan's father) both who were hyenas, had been slain in the final battle, for freedom. They'd received fatal wounds, but were happy to be alive long enough to hear a young Prince Rath and Prince Amavar, shout the words everyone had waited so long to hear, from the fortress top. Then they'd died. And so, Candy's mother Jeanie, also a hyena, raised her alone, as well as a young Donavan (who was three at the time of Candy's birth), her nephew, as with his father's death, was now an orphan. His mother Cayla (a caracal, like her son), had died in childbirth with Donavan. Jeanie had brought the two children up the best she could, and obviously did a good job, as Candy and Donavan loved her to the death. But one last blow of tragedy entered their lives. The elder female hyena was diagnosed with cancer, and had died shortly after, to the extreme sorrow of her daughter and nephew, whom by then, were both teenagers. In fact, it had only been a year or so ago, from the present time, with Donavan at nineteen, and Candy at sixteen. After Jeanie's death, Donavan, keeping a promise to his beloved aunt, took care of and looked out for Candy. He did this for three reasons. One: He wanted to keep his word. Two: Candy didn't have anywhere else to go to. And three: He wanted to, as Candy was his only living relative, and he loved and cared about her, like a younger sister. Knowing most of the sentiment that Candy felt about her past, Bullseye was quite moved by her story. When he told her HIS story, however, to his surprise, she nearly bawled. *Female thing,* he thought to himself. Then, with Bullseye telling her about how he lived/boarded in an orphanage, she questioned him what he thought about children. He'd simply answered it direct and honest, with a snort. "What's there to 'like'?" They're nasty little rotters, I say." Don't have the patience for their annoying little whims." Candy smirked, "I bet you'll be saying different, in a couple of years." When you've got little 'Bullseyes' of your own." Bullseye stared at the ceiling. "-Yeah..." When the moon's made of frickin' green cheese." Candy rolled her eyes, with amusement. Just then, a thought occurred to Bullseye. "-Hey... what time is it?" Candy peered an eye over at the clock on her nightstand. "-Hmmm... about one o'clock." A crestfallen look appeared in Bullseye's expression. "-ONE o'clock??" Awww shit..." he groaned. "What's the matter?" "-See... I... I promised my... my... 'guardian', that I'd be back around TWELVE." Man... I sure hope she isn't up, waiting for me." "-Ooohh... I see." Bullseye shrugged, "-Yeah." Listen Candy... I'm really sorry but.... I think I better be going now." She simply nodded, understandingly. "It's okay, tenderfoot... don't feel bad." You've been here for the last four hours, having a good time for your birthday... that's a good awhile." Besides... you're just being considerate... you don't want your guardian worrying about you." The warthog gave a nod. "-Yeah... guess so." Candy reached a hand over, and gently stroked his hair. "-Also... you know what they say about bars and stuff, after midnight or so... "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here"." Bullseye slightly grinned. "Heh... well then... looks like I REALLY gotta go then, eh?" "-Yeah," Candy replied, softly.
Several minutes later, they had both re-dressed, and were heading downstairs, out the back. They stood out, in the street lights, and faced each other. Bullseye spoke first. "-Candy... I... I just wanna thank you for... for everything tonight." I had a really good time." Candy smiled. "-So did I." Thank you for showing up around here." Haven't had a really good time like that, for awhile." "-Really?" Oh... well, glad I could give you something back, then." They both nodded at one another. Finally, Bullseye asked, "-So... will I see you again?" Candy shrugged. "-Well... if you ever decide to stop by the bar here again, you probably will." Until then... I guess this is goodbye for us, tenderfoot." Bullseye understood her. He stepped closer to her. "Once again... thanks." I got a feeling this is a night I won't be forgetting too soon." "-I think I won't either," admitted Candy. Then, they both seemed to read each other's minds, and pulled in for that one last kiss, and hugged. "-Bye Candy." "-Bye, Bullseye." And then, Bullseye turned around, looked one last time, and started to walk away. Candy watched him go, until he was gone, disappearing into the dark, looming shadows of the street. Some inside her told her, that it would be a LONG time, before she'd see that face again...
At about quarter after one, Bullseye was quietly slipping in the backdoor of his bedroom. He held his breath as he opened it, scared to make the slightest crack. But as soon as it was closed behind him, with only a few little squeaks made, he heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he quickly bounded over to where Buckthorne was sleeping. His wolf friend was obviously in the far depths of slumber... but the bursting, impatient Bullseye was too excited to wait. He spoke out, as loud a whisper as he could. "-Buckthorne?"...Buckthorne!" Wake up!" His friend started to snore. Bullseye grumbled, and then thought of a better idea. He slowly, held a hand over the wolf's face... and then brought it down, clasping over his mouth. Which awoke poor Buckthorne, with quite a start. Luckily, since Bullseye's hand was over his mouth, he couldn't yell outloud. Buckthorne's eyes flashed open, and darted up... to see none other than his friend. "-Hey, you're up!" said Bullseye. "-What's up, Bucksy?" The young wolf sighed, and rolled his eyes. "-I should've known..." he groaned. He looked to the clock. "-One thirty?" Well... I was pretty darn close." Bullseye wished he'd shut up. So he cut right in, "-Right... here, you get two mobiums for that then!" He thrust the bills onto Buckthorne's desk. Buckthorne gave him a funny look. "-Wow, you're awfully hyper..." What's going on?" Now that he had his friend's attention, Bullseye blurted out, "-What's going ON??" Dude, you will not BELIEVE what just went on!!" Buckthorne's eyes widened. "-Erm... okay then." "-Seriously, Buckthorne, it was UNBELIEVEABLE!!" shrieked Bullseye, excitedly. "-Bullseye!" Will you keep it DOWN??"" snapped Buckthorne, anxiously. "Mellie's gonna hear you for sure, if you keep on 'screamin' like that!" Bullseye tried to get him to pay attention. "-Okay, okay!" Sorry... but Buckthorne, MAN!" If you KNEW what just happened, or had it happen to YOU, BELIEVE me!" You'd be like this too!" Buckthorne sighed, exasperatedly. "-Well then TELL me about it, already!" "-Alright, I will!" Just shut up then!" "-I AM!" "-Right... okay then!" Here's what happened... see, I went out and all, you know-" His wolf friend nodded, as Bullseye continued, "-And yeah, so, I went to this tavern bar place... and by the way, it was pretty cool!" It had a pool table, dartboards, and all that kind of junk... and a sound system and crap, people dancing, la la la, that old hat..." So ya, I was in there, all roaming the place, inspecting the joint out, making eyes at the babes, you know!" Buckthorne rolled his eyes, sceptically, yet still listening attentively. "And then I was like, just standing around the bar, minding my own business... when all the sudden, someone just SLAMS into behind me, and I'm just like, whoa, what the fuck??" And so, I turn around, to see who this person is-" Buckthorne nodded, intensely. "-And then... I see 'her'." The wolf's eyes widened. "-You see 'who'??" Bullseye grinned broadly. "Only the FINEST girl in the house!" Buckthorne's jaw dropped. "-Nooo way!" "WAY!" "-You're shittin' me, aren't ya??" "-I swear to God, Buckthorne, this is SO shitless!" Buckthorne raised an eyebrow, deciding whether it was true or not. "-Okay... I guess I'll have to take your word for it now... but anyways, so yeah... you got my attention now!" Gorgeous hottie accidentally smacks into you... go on!" What next??" "-Okay, okay... so yeah, I turn around and see the HOTTEST of hotties... she was a hyena, about seventeen she told me-" "Heh!" Going for the older women, already, are we?" "Nevermind!" Besides, she looked my age at least, for most part." And yeah, so she was one sexy beast, let me tell you!" The chest was fully stacked, body slender and tight, long and leggy, and her ass was... damn!" It was like 'back that ass up!'!" Dang man... I could've sunk my teeth into that, like 'grrrrr!', you know??" Buckthorne was astounded. "-Dude!" Now THAT's the good stuff!" Come on, keep going with the story!" "Oh right!" Yeah, so I like, turned around and come to face with this goddess of all that is sexy... and it's just like, I felt like looking up at the sky, and saying "Hey God... man... good job!!"!" But in reality though, I was just standing there, practically GAWKING at her... couldn't think of anything to say!" It's like... my brains just suddenly melted into a handful of putty!" Or maybe I HAD the words... but they just weren't coming out, you know?" Buckthorne cringed, in a sympathetic way. "Dang... choked up, eh?" That's no good." "I KNOW!" But it was okay, because SHE didn't care!" In fact... it had like a reversal effect!" She smiled at me, and said I was CUTE!" "Hah!" Likes the cute and stupid ones, does she?" snickered Buckthorne, trying to stifle a high-pitched giggle. "Oh, get over yourself!" snorted Bullseye. "Can I continue now??" "Go ahead!" "-'Kay... so yeah, she 'dug' me from the very beginning, let me tell you!" Yeeeaah... 'mama' liked what she saw!" And I was just like, "Say WHAT?"!" Err... well 'actually' I said, "-Uhhhmmm... excuse me?" Seriously, I thought she was talking to someone else!" And then she like, said something even MORE flattering... and I just choked out a, "-Erm... what?" That time, his wolf friend laughed so hard, he snorted. "-Dude!" he gulped out between hoots of laughter. "-You're... you're more 'hurtin' than a Greek tragedy!" And he hooted some more. Bullseye sighed, shaking his head. "-That coming from someone who just told ME to keep it down." Buckthorne then got the hint, realizing he was being pretty noisy, smoothered his mouth into a pillow to silence the laughing fit. "-Sorry!" he spoke quickly, before choking back a shrieking chuckle. The warthog grumbled, getting up. "-For Pete's sake!" Forget it, story over.. it's not like you're not listening anymore, anyways..." Buckthorne whined, "-Awww, Bullseye!" Come on, come back here!" I swear I'm sorry!" Just finish the story!" Please??" You just CAN'T leave me hanging here!" Bullseye tightened his jaw, thinking about it. Then will a slight eye roll, he agreed, "-Oh alright.." But you BETTER listen." "-I am, I am!" Buckthorne insisted. "-Okay... so where was I?" Oh yeah!" So... even though I was "choking up"... she was still right switched on by me!" In fact, after that last little bit... she gave me her name!" "Ooooh, Bullsy hits jackpot!" snickered Buckthorne. "-Damn RIGHT!" exclaimed Bullseye. "-So yeah, her name's Candice Torra, but she said, that 'I could call her 'Candy'!" Buckthorne purled in his throat. "-Grrrl!" Candy!" Now THAT's a name!" Bullseye looked pleased. "Ain't it?" So yeah, then I told her my name.. and she's like, "Lucky us, we got names we can 'work from'", if you know what I mean!" The wolf's eyes lit up. "Aaahhh!" Sounds like someone has the 'hots' for ya!" Hehe!" Bullseye stressed, "-Like you wouldn't BELIEVE!" The tone in his voice, and the solemn-ness of his friend's face, made Buckthorne pause. He stared at Bullseye. "-Wait a sec... dude... are you 'serious'?" The warthog threw his arms up, in exasperation. "As I've been trying to tell you... YES!!" Buckthorne gawked. "-Oh... ummm... wow... err... okay, I really didn't think you WERE!" Bullseye let his eyes roll back until they looked cross-eyed. "Well, now you know," he shrugged. His friend's jaw hung in midair. Finally, he managed to get out a sentence. "-More... tell me more!" Now that he knew for SURE that Buckthorne was totally hooked and on board, Bullseye went on. "-So yeah... I don't WHAT she saw... but whatever it was, she musta've REALLY liked it!" 'Cuz she was... pretty much ALL OVER me!" I'm SO not kidding!" At the same time though, she was really nice, I mean... after all the stupid things I said and did, she was STILL dragging me around!" She even... asked me to DANCE with her!" At hearing this, Buckthorne bit his lip furiously, trying to hold back the ecstatic smirk. He muttered something under his breath, in amusement. "Nu mef fe," it sounded like to Bullseye's prickling ears. "-Hey, what was that??" he demanded to know. Buckthorne lowered his hand from his mouth. "-I... I said 'two left feet'," he answered, a silly grin still across his lips. The warthog rolled his eyes. "-Figures... yeah, that's what I said to her." But..." He shrugged. "-That girl just wouldn't take no for an answer!" Buckthorne shook his muzzle. "-Hehe... bet she left ya after 'that' disaster, eh?" Bullseye shook his own. "-Amazingly NO... in fact, I wasn't as bad as I thought I would be." See... when I told her that I well, SUCKED at it, she just told me to watch some other people, and work their moves into my own." Sounds stupid and simplistic... but it WORKED!" ...For most part." Buckthorne raised an eyebrow. "-Really?" Oh... well, good deal then!" "-No kidding!" I'm still shocked I actually had FUN there... and get this, the only foot that came trodding down on one someone else's... was HER heel on MY foot!" Buckthorne eye's widened. "-Wow... and you're even HAPPY about it?" Bullseye smirked. "-No, not about the fact that I got my foot stepped on by a two inch heel!" About the part that I didn't step on hers!" It was vice-versa!" I'd rather be the victim than the clumsy idiot... not that I'm saying 'she' is, by the way!" "-Gee... I should HOPE not!" snickered his friend. "After all that 'ass-kissing' she was doing!" Bullseye grinned. "No worries bro!" She had me from, "-Well... aren't we too cute, to be all alone!", ho boy!" Buckthorne chuckled a little. "-You'd date a 'twig' if it called you 'cute'!" Bullseye gave him a playful swat. "-Shut up, you 'mutt'!" "-My... that's pretty 'proud' coming from a greased 'pig'!" hooted Buckthorne. They laughed at each other like idiots, then remembered that they were supposed to be "quiet". Buckthorne whispered loudly, "-Alright... so you were dancing with her... and... there's a "and then we" thing after that?" Bullseye beamed, proudly. "-Oooh yeah!" Buckthorne was intrigued. "-I am SO listening!" Bullseye went on, "-So... after we were dancing, and stuff, me and her were talking.. and then... she pops the 'question'!" Buckthorne pursed his mouth. "What question?" Bullseye raised his eyebrows, as he emphasized the sentence, "'THE' question!" Buckthorne's eyes widened. "-She didn't..." Bullseye slowly nodded. "-She DID." She asked ME if I wanted to come upstairs... into her apartment!!" His wolf friend gawked. "Noooo way!" You bastard, you!" The warthog snickered, triumphantly. "-Yeeees way!" And oh yeah... guess what happened!" Buckthorne thought for a minute, then snapped his fingers. "-Oh, I know!" You totally blew it!" Did ya clog the sink or something??" His friend gave a sarcastic look. "Very funny." Buckthorne threw up his hands. "-I give up!" What happened??" Bullseye leaned closer. "-She grabbed my face, my ass, and kissed me!" And in the 'French tongue', ah thank you!" Buckthorne stared, totally caught. "-And... then?" Bullseye wore the widest grin ever. "Just five words for what happened next, Buckthorne..." ...'Wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am!'!" The wolf's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets, and he nearly swallowed his tongue. "-You... you... GOTTA be kidding..." Bullseye held his head up. "-It is true, my friend... I am no longer a 'Virgin Mary', so one might speak!" I am now... a MAN!" Mwhahaha!" Buckthorne was blown completely away. "-You.. you seriously... had SEX??" "-Yes I did." Swear to God, cross my heart, hope to die, and all that shit." "-Wh... well how WAS it??" Bullseye thought carefully. "-Okay, 'honestly', at first it was a little... 'koo-ky'... kinda 'awkward' I'll admit... but I'm telling ya, once you start getting really INTO it, it just... feels GOOD, ya know?" Buckthorne shook his head, unbelievingly. "-Dude... that is totally awesome!" Just... 'wicked' man!!" I can't believe it!" You... my best friend lost his fucking virginity!!" Wooooo!" "Yeeeah, ma beeznitch!" The two slapped each other high fives, friendly punches, and horsed around in excitement, until they realized that now they were being LOUD, and they both bounded into their beds. Just as Buckthorne laid back, a thought occurred to him. "-Hey... Bullseye?" "-Uh huh?" the warthog, murmered. An amused grin curled across the wolf's lips. "Bet none of the guys are gonna believe this." With the said idea presented to mind, Bullseye gave a devious smirk. "You're probably right," he snickered. "-Guess it DOES sound a little far-fetched." But hey, 'I' was there, and 'I' KNOW what happened!" Buckthorne slightly chuckled, and then, because he was just still so psyched and excited about it, Bullseye spoke triumphantly, "-I still can't believe it either..." I mean... I got LAID!" His friend threw a pillow at him. "Ehh, shut up already!" I don't know about YOU, but I'M tired!" Now can it, and let me sleep." Bullseye snorted, and muttered loud enough for Buckthorne to hear. "-'Jealous'.." Buckthorne sighed loudly. "Good-NIGHT, Bullseye," he said, his voice rising a bit, in annoyance. His friend took the hint. "Good night, Buckthorne."