Twenty: Fox Troubles

A trip home was rather unexpectedly just what Wolford was looking for as a fun opportunity to play with his brother's kid and be with his parents. Everyone back home was welcoming and his mother and father could not stop cuddling him, with Timberland even cuddling him and beckoning him to meet with everyone at the council hall and let them know what was happening in the capital. Wolford was pleased to do so, going there in the evening and sharing his information before everyone around him, even the wolves from church, were quick to apologise to him for their confusion as well as to embrace him back into the community and insist that they were very proud of him for all he'd done!

Wolford had been surprised by that, he was more than a little confused by how everyone had been eager to go out with him and talk with him but more importantly, how many other gay wolves came to talk to him that had attractions to non-wolves. He was happy to see that things were changing in the community and was even beckoned to come to the local school to speak not only about police work in the city but to talk about the LGBTQ+ community for the elder students. He'd not been laughed at once, everyone was happy with him and even as he moved around town towards the area where the Shambles had once been, everyone had been greeting him and smiling at him.

But, when he'd arrived at the Shambles, he'd been shocked to find that the rundown cheap housing for the poor had been removed completely and so had the old children's community centre. Even the shed had been removed and apparently better flats were being constructed by the council, paid for by the Timberland Security Company and locals to help everyone integrate better and a new community centre and a better park was being made. He'd been startled to learn about it, but when he'd gone home that evening to eat with his parents, he'd been told all about a conversation Larry had started at the church and then at work about the need to protect the community. It seemed though that so the arrest of the former mayor's lot in Zootopia had included Larry, Gary and several other wolves from the company that had no been aware of what they had been contracted to protect at all and Timberland and taken the community project as the community service to improve the situation and well, it was probably also why everyone was very happy to see him and embrace him for revealing the truth of the situation to them all.

Apparently, Gary and Larry were on community service at the construction site and also had gotten a flat together. It was not clear if the pair were dating, but they kept together and were both working happily, so Wolford felt like he had no regrets left over in that matter at least. But the whole time he'd been home, his phone had been going of continuously with texts from Cinders and then, two days before he was going to head back to the city, he'd gotten a curious invite to come to the local holiday cottages where Cinders had been filming a music video but was now just enjoying a week of vacation. Getting the message startled Wolford, but his mother had picked up on something good happening when she'd made him a hefty breakfast that morning and then insisted upon brushing his fur.

"You always trim your fur down, Nate... you know you need to let it grow out fully before you trim it otherwise you end up having to go over it after you brush with a buffing kind of comb and your cheek fluff will come out smooth and straight like cat fur!" Mrs Wolford fussed as she pulled a neat comb through her son's fur just after he'd eaten dinner, pinning him down with a firm paw to his shoulder and making sure he was not going to escape. The more she brushed the more the dark grey and black colours, which seemed to make him look older and more like a wolf than a husky. He grumbled about how fur needed to be kept trimmed for the uniform and for the temperature, but his mother gave a grunt. "But you have the prettiest wolf face, it's the most adorable when you don't trim your cheeks and let it sit naturally... it would attract all the young males... especially the foxes...."

"Mum... how come you never once blinked about me being with foxes... you even walked in at a very awkward moment..." Wolford stated, a little surprised at his mother's relaxed attitude as she continued to brush at his cheeks. He waited patiently for her statement, but she just gave a soft chuckle as she buffed his fur last. His mother then gently stepped over to a set of drawers she kept near her sewing machine, pulling one out that was marked 'Nate' and flicking through. She was humming to herself, her tail wagging slightly and looking very happy over the situation before she pulled out something very old and very simple. It was a drawing that Wolford had done in elementary school and he was suddenly worried over what he might have drawn to reveal himself so young as his mother stepped over and opened out the picture to him, showing Wolford's hopes for the future and how he'd drawn him and Victor getting married. "Oooh gawd..."

"Isn't it cute? Even at this age you knew who you loved... you never once said you wanted to kiss a girl or pulled their hair, in fact when your brothers told you that you could only marry a female, you declared 'then I'll marry mummy so I can still be with Victor'. It was so adorable..." Mrs Wolford beamed, cooing in delight as she pulled the sketch away and Wolford's ears went back as he looked almost like he might just be sick. But his mother just chuckled as she kissed his forehead and then tapped his nose with a chuckle before then giving him a soft hug as he looked up at her with a scowl. "Don't do your daddy's face now... why was I going to be worried by what you did? The first time your father and I got naughty, your father knotted and I was just giving him a handjob. We had to cover him with a blanket that we later burnt because your great-grandmother strolled in on us and started asking about our wedding plans... awkward moments happen and you were aware of the situation and both male, the interspecies law is some old backwards thing from the days when everyone feared a predator and herbivore somehow producing a monster together."

"You certainly have an open mind mother..." Wolford chuckled, only for his mother to tap his nose and insist it was where he got it from. He stood up and gave her a soft kiss, preparing to leave at last and then bumping into his father at the front of the household. He was startled when his mother was about to mention he was off, Wolford blushed when he thought about his father having that kind of accident with his mother and his father's ears went back. Wolford strolled out of the door as his father turned to his mother, worried that she might have shared a childhood story about Wolford peeing through his diaper at church!

Wolford was strolling calmly to the cottages in the brilliantly cool air against the warm rays of the sun, his heart shuddering in excitement and his tail wagging slightly with anticipation. He was not sure what was going to happen when he met Matthew again, but he was hopeful there would be a hug and a good conversation. He wanted to know everything that Matthew had been doing and everything that he'd done to cope with his sexuality. He was especially curious when it came to the question of how Matthew coped when he was in the middle of showbiz!

With a chuckle Wolford shook his head at the thought of how adorable Matthew had been but also how ridiculous he still found beanies! He approached the cottages with a slight grimace when he noticed some of the security wolves from Timberland's company up there, but thankfully he noticed his elder brother Barry and waved to him as Barry gave a grin and beckoned him over. They stepped to each other and then Barry asked happily what had brought Wolford up this way, musing too that he wasn't supposed to let strangers hang around here yet. But Wolford gave a slight grimace and then leant forward to whisper to his brother's ear.

"I was happy to visit an old friend from the city who invited me and uh... shares some similar preferences that I helped him with before..." Wolford hoped it would make his brother understand things, but Barry's eyes just bulged and even his nostrils widened as if he could not believe what his brother was even suggesting. But within five seconds of him trying to convince his brother, there was a sudden holler of his name from the little Swift Fox and Wolford turned to spot him and gave a yelp of delight as Matthew went galloping over with his arms wide before suddenly hugging around Wolford's waist as the other wolves stared in shock, thankfully though Matthew turned to them with a chuckle.

"Hey guys... don't mind Wolfy, he's sticking around with me today to catch up... before I got famous, I got in some trouble with guys thinking I was underage in the city and he came to check it out before helping me. He actually helped encourage me to get this big so... I've gotta thank him, right?" Matthew beamed in delight but the others were startled although they let Wolford pat the fox's back and then walk with him inside. Wolford made a point that Barry was his big brother and Matthew was very happy to hear it as they strolled on to the cottage where thankfully, the rest of the staff was gone and Matthew beckoned Wolford to sit on the bed with him as they lounged back and Matthew gave a chuckle. "Hehe... this reminds me of the hotel rooms you know... always catching our breath afterwards and lying here. Huh... when I went back after being with you, all I wanted was to tell the world about how good it was and how you helped me... I didn't think it would end up where it did..."

"I'll be honest, I didn't know it was you singing, and I've not really had the chance to sit down and listen, though the Fox and Hound enjoys your music and Angel loves to remix it." Wolford chuckled softly, still amazed that the fox in that article was the same little guy he'd baptised into anal in a bathroom! It was embarrassing to remember how reckless he was then. He was grinning as Matthew was soon rolling onto his front and staring almost lovingly towards Wolford as he smiled back sweetly. Matthew then straightened up onto his knees and leant forward to kiss Wolford lovingly. It made the wolf's ears go back as they then nuzzled each other afterwards and then he patted Wolford's chest.

"Well, I had really good inspiration... its really nice to see you again Wolfy... I was hopeful to see you again sometime to thank you properly for it. I wanted to know if you were alright, I know it was hard for a police officer like you to get into a relationship with a fox or any gay relationship, so I wanted to know how it's been going on?" Matthew questioned softly, his paw stroking Wolford still and showing that he might just be interested all the same. Matthew was looking excited with his tail wagging, the small fox utterly adorable as always as he looked towards the big wolf. It made Wolford blush slightly as he then gave a grimace of anxiety before turning towards Matthew with a sigh.

"It's not been fantastic... after you, I had a few other one-offs and then thought I had a good one going on with a Fennec, but then everything went bad. In fact, he turned out to be felon so I had to get away from him and he was also cheating on me or possibly with me, on the Fennec nurse who's sharing my flat currently. Oh and before that I was dating a wolf from this place I'd been friends with for ages but then I learnt he was only dating me because he was interested in my other brother and now they're... I think they're together..." Wolford grimaced, an expression of dismay upon his face and then he got a shock when Matthew suddenly clambered onto him, sitting on his lap and staring down at him in excitement. Wolford gave a gulp, he had not recalled Matthew being so daring or so forward before as Matthew then kissed him lovingly as Wolford gave a soft moan before Matthew gave him a firm expression that seemed to scream that he wanted something and Wolford gulped. "What about you?"

"I haven't had a single boyfriend... I've rarely had flings and even my personal assistants don't know I'm gay. I've been able to kiss a few guys and pretend a few things... play acting a bisexual artist gains me more protection and a wider audience but being seen with loose relationships or a relationship with someone that's not deemed 'marketable', it's been hell." Matthew stated, his voice and manner certainly more grown up than the youngster it had once belonged to and Wolford was rather amused by it. He was surprised when the young fox kissed him again lovingly, this time pressing his tongue in soft licks around his muzzle like a pup appeasing its parent. It urged Wolford to open his arms and pull Matthew to his chest, pulling him close and cuddling with him as they continued to kiss.

They made loving, moaning sounds, happy to be together again and enjoying this moment with one another as their tails wagged and they were nuzzling. They chuckled as they broke apart and then just lounged together in complete bliss. Suddenly things looked to be turning around for Wolford and he was keen to just stay here, cuddle, kiss and be happy that he'd finally tuned a corner. But it was clear that Matthew wanted just a bit more as he shuffled up Wolford's chest, sat on him comfortably and then grasped his paw, bringing the big wolf digits to his swollen pants. Matthew gave a soft groan of excitement as he looked to the wolf and Wolford tilted his head about as the fox blushed.

"You... you couldn't do that thing for me... that you did before that made me cum... could you? Uh... is it too much to ask? I'm sorry..." Matthew sound coy and cute at first before he suddenly seemed to panic that he had misread the entire situation. But Wolford just chuckled and insisted he sit up, take off his top and the fox just remove his pants, he was glad to see that Matthew had guessed they might have an encounter as he'd made sure to clean himself up just for the occasion. Wolford did not mind as he looked at that pert backside those hanging balls that were being copied but a swollen cock and he grasped a paw about the hips. He wet his mouth, licked his lips and swirled his tongue to get the drool before he then slurped across the hole as Matthew gave a shudder of pleasure.

Wolford's tongue swirled and grazed around the backside, coating the tiny puckering hole in moisture before daring to press gently at the opening. Matthew's panting was as rapid as his backside was twitching and Wolford could feel the pulse quickening as he gripped the fox's legs. Matthew had been dying for some attention it seemed and Wolford was happy to oblige. His tongue pressed in, letting the backside open out to let him in deep before he flicked and rubbed against the sides as Matthew eased back to let him in further with a sigh. Wolford pulled his tongue back in for another drooling slurp before pressure back into the hole, stretching in as far as he could and wiggling gently to press up against the tender spots inside. He was surprised that Matthew's backside was actually opening out quite easily, hinting he'd maybe been playing back here, but that only pleasure Wolford more as his tongue pressed against the best spot and then wiggled and rolled against it.

Matthew gave groans and moans of pleasure, his cock pulsing and spitting hot precum onto Wolford's belly as the wolf continued to slurp and delve in deep wit his tongue. As before the insides seemed to open out for his tongue and Matthew was groaning out joyfully in pleasure, his hips shuddering to encourage the sensation up against his prostate as Wolford pressed against him as firmly as he could with his tongue before the little fox gave a sudden groan. He came rather quickly, which was what Wolford expected to happen, but when he shivered and groaned, it was clear to see that Matthew was maybe having too much of a reaction as he chuckled.

"Thanks Wolford... if you'd never done that to me I'd never have realised I was better suited to being a bottom. I've always wondered what you'd be like as a top... so how about next time I come to Zootopia, you and me have a go at it?" He stated with a smug and happy expression that made Wolford smile and agree, even though he felt suddenly uncomfortable. He was now a little worried that his favourite habit of just worshipping a lover's backside had inadvertently turned them into bottoms like him. But Wolford was just so thankful to have had a moment and met a friend again that he could not disagree and just continued to lounge with him.

The rest of the holiday was rather uneventful to say the least, he and Matthew talked about their experiences with toys and Wolford taught him all about being a bottom. But it was obvious to him that there was no longer a proper relationship between them, though Matthew was insistent they were not sex friends, he used the older term 'friends with benefits' a lot and it just seemed to disappoint Wolford more and remind him that younger guys were probably a bad idea. Still, being with his family and being greeted and thanked by them was good enough that he chalked it up to a good holiday and he headed back home, pleased to see he had approval for his undercover work.

When Wolford returned though, hopping off the train and coming out of the station, he walked into a situation where a bunch of Cape dogs were starting to act strange. During his time away it seemed attacks were happening at random and no one could comprehend who was going to turn. There was a tense atmosphere of anxiety and fear when he'd reached home and the city looked quiet as if everyone was just waiting for the next riot. They were all on tenterhooks and when he'd appeared at the station front he spotted the chaos as beasts wet screaming and charged back into the station, causing a stampede as animals tried to get away. Wolford stepped out calmly, pulling out his police badge as he watched something bolt behind a trash can and one of the Cape dog crash into it, drooling and snarling in horror before another followed after him.

There were three in all, running on all paws not just two and snarling like mad, expressions frenzied and eager to hunt as they were not growling or barking or even chattering! A quiet Cape dog was a killer and as Wolford found himself reaching the escalators that would lead to where the beasts were hiding, Wolford grabbed a nearby mobile stall and grasped it. He dragged it in front to try and keep it safe as one of the dogs rushed at him and aimed for his throat... but Wolford grabbed a baguette from the stall and smacked it into the jaws before letting the Cape dog crashed into the cart. Wolford then grabbed the apron that had been chucked onto the stall, twisted it and then swung it about, the dog's muzzle and then looped it around the arms, making it kick and snarl and chomp on the ground.

Wolford then leapt over it and stared in horror as the trash can was pulled over and one of the dogs suddenly grabbed the foot of the poor small creature beneath. Wolford's jaw dropped, the dog dropped the beast as he and his companion seemed to fight over it and Wolford gave a sharp bark towards the familiar Fennec fox running for his life. Wolford ran over, grabbing a nearby mop that that been abandoned by the janitor as the dogs both rushed after the Fennec with mouths open. Finnick howled and screamed out for Wolford's help as the wolf charged in and slammed the mop into one of the dogs, knocking them over! His ears were burning, his body too hot, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as Wolford was desperate to breathe against the adrenalin as he spun on his paw and rushed after the other that looked about to eat Finnick!

Wolford lunged, claws and teeth out as if he'd been turned and slammed into the other dog, the pair rolled onto the floor, wrestling, biting, scratching and screeching in agony as Finnick leapt to safety. The rest of the police arrived and thankfully, they could recognise Wolford but the ferocity of their attack had their teeth clacking and both looking rabid. When the over dog started to lift up, a tranquiliser gun was raised and both Cape dogs and Wolford were hit!