It was a warm July night, in the calm air was the music of the crickets and the fireflies that
danced to it. In the distant sounds of the nightly creatures was a stranger noise coming from a house
in the suburbs, the closer you got the more clearly the noise was. In a dark room was the sound of
grunting, gasping, and rythmic creaking of a bed moving. Just another night of passion between TK
and Mike in the young wolf's worn bed. Their own intense heat adding to their surroundings casuing
shotened breathes and the final limits of their climax being broken, with one howl and one roar another
act of love was over as the larger tiger came once again in his young lover. In their afterglow the large
cat brought his love closer in a big hug and one wet kiss. Their breathes becoming less eratic and
again steady they layed exhausted and cuddled like lovers do.
	"I love you Mike."
	"I love you too kid."
	"Mike, I really wish you would stay with me forever like this."
	The large tiger simply kissed TK's lips, "so do I. You know its my birthday next week, I was
hoping you'd come. Some of my friends'll be there, I'd really like it if you would."
	"Would I?!" The smaller cub rushed up and gave the tiger a great big hug in appreciation,
"I'd love too."
	"Good, cause I some plans in store for us."

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	It was July 15th and Mike's 19th birthday, his parent's decided to throw a big party for him
and his friends, deciding he was old enough to not need his parents around for every moment. Around
3 p.m. most of his friends arrived bringing gifts, with his football buddies carrying in the drinks to
fully enjoy the party. As the last of the guests arrived Mike noticed a small figure walk in with a small,
wrapped gift.
	"Hey, I was wondering when you'd show up." The tiny wolf could only muster a sMall smile,
something on his mind kept him from greeting his tiger like he usually would. Worried the tiger knelt
and looked in his eyes, the young cub only smiled to feign his worried thoughts to reassure Mike.
After a few hours of music, laughter, and a keg or two the party started thinning out a bit, soon it
was 10 p.m. and only a handful of of guys left.
	"TK, you sure your parents will let you stay this late?" The question brought out TK's
sadness again, he looked down and could only mumble his explanation.
	"They...they don't mind...as long as you're around." Those last words brought his spirits back
as he looked straight into Mike's eyes, "I always feel better with you around."
	"Daw...well isn't.....that schweeeet?" Their warm moment was stolen by a large drunken
lion, one of Mike's football buddies from high school. Cale Luins was the star quarterback and
school jock, would often occampany Mike on his sexual endeavours with the cheer squad, and
had a reputation for being one rough fucker. This tall, gorgeous feline was built like a runner
but was relentless when it came to love-making, putting his own sexual desires before his poor
victim. "Well Mike.....looks like one...hiccup....damn blast. When is the....st-strippers gonna show?"
	"Cale there's no strippers, and its my party!"
	"Well damn....dude how....how are we gonna get...some action tonight, huh?" The drunk
lion was egging his friend on, knowing how they had many sexual conquests together with other
girls, and how horny he was after many drinks.
	"I gotta agree with the Lion Ding here, its no party without some fine ass ladies!" Added
Paulo Issacs, the wolf runningback. Known as the James Dean of the high school, but also Cheech
and Chong in one person. A hunky lupine with a bad reputation for drugs and dirty playing on and
off the field. The teams source for good smokes, but also Mike's unspoken rival on the team, which
made their 'friendship' that much more odd.
	"Hate to say it man, but I think these blokes are right." Said Alan Drake, a butch alligator.
With his Australian accent he knows how to charm the girls on the cheer squad, proving a better
womanizer than either Cale or Paulo put together. Despite his husky body it  makes him almost
irresistable with his charming personality. "So how are we gonna liven up this shindig?"
	"Looks guys I got a minor to look out for, so tough luck, no stripper."
	"C-C'mon man.....I seriously need some...aaaaassssssss!"
	"Listen tiger," Paulo pulled Mike in a huddle, "just dump the kid and we'll go find some tail.
Word is Kristy Hale has been asking for you a lot."