I wouldn't ask for this if you weren't the best friend in the entire world [MxM]

[TSElephant]

Hey there! Thanks for stopping by!

If you'd like to know more about me as a writer, you can check my O/O's here.

I have a bit of an itch to scratch. I hope you can help me out here.

First of all, I'm looking to play a furry character. It's your choice whether you play a furry or a human. As long as you're okay playing your character against a furry, I'd be happy to write with you.

I'm going to give you the short version of the story I have in mind first, so you don't have to waste too much time if you're not interested. After that, I'll write up what my first post would be, so that if you're interested, you can get a more in-depth look at the story as well as a feel for my writing style. Here goes!


Short Version

My character, Ethan, is a gay, anthro fox. Your character is his best friend in the entire world, and he's straight.
Ethan recently went into "rut," which is a period in which he has a desperate need for sex. Due to his circumstances, he's been unable to find a partner, and is at the point of desperation. He turns to his last resort, and invites your character over. He explains his situation, and with great shame and embarrassment, begs for your character to fuck him.

To be clear, what I'm decidedly not looking for here is to "turn" your character. He is straight, and will remain straight. The only reason he's agreeing to help Ethan is because of his purely platonic love for him as a best friend. Ethan will be willing to do basically anything to make this easier for your character, be it dressing up as a woman, putting on some straight porn, or anything else you might come up with.


First Post Sample

Ethan

It hits everyone a little differently. Call it whatever you like: mating season, heat, rut... It's all the same thing. It just expresses differently for each individual.

I've seen some guys go furiously alpha, suddenly confident and assertive, hungry for whoever they can get their hands on. I've seen some women turn into succubi, their every word, every movement, every breath dripping with seduction. I fall into another category altogether. I am overcome by that uncommon, ever-so-special masculine version of the need to be bred. It's a potent hunger, an overwhelming craving. I need a man to cum inside me. I get tense and achy with need. The mere sight of a half-way handsome man is enough to liquefy my guts. The simple thought of having someone inside of me plagues my every thought. I can't even bother to think about getting off myself; I just need someone to get off inside of my body.

It's a shame that I can't bring myself to use a hookup app. Even at my most desperate, the thought of actually bumping uglies with a complete stranger turns my stomach. No matter how overwhelming my need, that's something I know with total certainty I would regret. It's the only thought that supersedes the craving. Luckily, I've had boyfriends for all but my first rut. That first year was traumatizing. I had to be pulled out of school and repeat the year it was so bad. I've made absolutely certain that it would never happen again.

Until this year. My last boyfriend broke up with me a month ago, and I haven't been able to fill the gap in time. I felt it starting to kick in about a week ago. That first night, when I felt the first pangs of that painful, aching need, I cried. I wasn't ready. I didn't have anyone to help me through. I sobbed bitterly. I couldn't imagine going through this again.

A week has gone by. I'm failing my classes. My performance at my job is failing to a degree that jeopardizes my employment. On top of all that, everything hurts. Near constant headaches, nausea that makes it hard to eat, full-body muscle soreness... And that gaping, cavernous, mind-consuming emptiness in my gut. It's too much to bear. I'm desperate. If I don't satisfy this need, I may actually lose my mind.

So I deploy the nuclear option.

[Your character] is my best friend. We've known each other for years. We've been together through everything. Every failure, every achievement, every celebration, every mourning. I would do just about anything for him... And I think he'd do the same for me. If there's anyone I can trust and rely upon, it's him.

It's 1am, and I called him an hour ago. I told him that I needed him to come over. He asked why he needed to come over so late at night. I didn't answer. In the silence, I could hear the dread and concern run through him. Then he agreed to come over right away.

He's just knocked on my apartment door. I swing it open slowly, and look him in the eyes, watching with shame and embarrassment as he sees me in my state of misery. My eyes are bloodshot and baggy. My fur is even more scruffy and disheveled than usual. My head hangs with exhaustion. A subtle tremble pervades my body. I wear an apologetic, embarrassed smile, and my eyes teeter on the verge of tears.

A single sob makes my shoulders heave, and I drop my head in a mix of relief and shame. I stare at the ground, and I mutter, "Thank you for coming." I step aside, and with a quivering hand, I gesture for him to come in.


If you're interested, PM me! Tell me a bit about the character you'd like to play, ask any questions you might have, and offer any ideas that might come to you. I hope to hear from you!