Date: Wed, 6 Oct 2004 13:09:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chaos Wolf <chaoswolf04@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cat Next Door Chapter 4

Disclaimer: The following is an erotic story of a homosexual
nature. Please do not read if you are a minor or if it is illegal
where you live to do so. Remember to think smart and use
protection. The following is the fourth chapter in my "The Cat
Next Door" series. If this sounds like something you want to
read, be my guest and read. If not, go back and look for another
story to read.

                   The Cat Next Door, Chapter 4

     It was time for what I've been waiting for all summer,
moving into the dorm. I had seen my advisor and registered during
spring as soon as I could because I was told that certain classes
filled up quickly. I signed up for the 15 meal plan which would
guarantee me 3 meals a day for the weekdays. I was told that the
15 meals represented the entire week so I could eat on the
weekend should I choose to do so. I had also bought my books and
other supplies.

     I had a few hours until my parents picked me up for dinner
so I decided to take a catnap. I know, bad pun. I placed the
earphones in my ears and popped in a J-Pop CD, that of my
favorite group Two-Mix. I had the volume up and I was so focused
on the lyrics, that I did not hear the door open.

     Daniel Stone checked to see where his room was first before
asking his family to help move the stuff in. He opened the door
and walked in, the lights were off. He turned on the lights and
looked around. One side was bare, but the other already
furbished. He then looked at what was on the bed. His new
roommate sure was odd, not only had he modified a mannequin to
look feline, but he had dressed it up. The cat mannequin looked
so lifelike. There was a soft purr coming from somewhere, perhaps
from a hidden speaker on it. Danny reached out to feel the
mannequin's fur. The fur and rest of it felt very real. His
roommate must like detailed things and would probably go into
special effects for movies. The ears then moved and the body
moved to its side, its moving tail facing him. This wasn't a
feline effigy, this was a real being. It said, "Not now. I wanna
sleep longer." Danny screamed, "Holy crap!"

     I was listening to my CD when I felt being touched. I
muttered, "Not now. I wanna sleep longer." I then heard a male
voice scream, "Holy crap!" I opened my eyes and threw off the
earphones startled. I yawned, my claws momentarily coming out of
my feet and hands as I stretched. I rubbed my head and said,
"Sorry I spooked ya. I'm Joey." I held out my hand. The blushing
redheaded young man said, "Uh, Danny. You know, there a thousand
and one questions running around in my head, but my family is
waiting for me. I'll, uh be right back." He then left quietly.

     Danny was thinking of what to tell his parents and his 10
year old brother Hunter about Joey his new roommate. He couldn't
avoid the issue and said nothing at he, his dad, and brother
carried stuff to the room. They entered and there was Joey on his
bed reading a book with the stereo's volume low enough not to be
bothersome, but loud enough to hear.

     I heard the door open and Danny was followed by what I took
to be his dad and brother. They, like so many people, were
stunned by my appearance. I don't have piercings or tattoos, but
my appearance is just as shocking nonetheless. Someone had to get
these people talking so I introduced myself. This freed up their
mouths. We shook hands and I talked a bit about myself leaving
out how I became like this primarily because with that I wait
until the person brings it up. Let's see how and when they ask
that question. They dropped off some stuff and left. I yelled
out, "Let me help." Danny said, "All right."

     I followed them out and their mother amazingly saw pass my
guise and said, "You must be my son's roommate." I said, "Yes
ma'am." I held a box in my hands and helped Danny with his things
along with his dad and brother. It took us a couple of trips to
transfer things from their car to our dorm room. We told his
family goodbye and returned to our room.

     He turned on his computer and started to play some games.
That reminds me, I need to check my email. I also turned on my
computer and checked my email. Jorge, Simon, and Garett had
already showed up. I replied where I was, but said that not only
was my roommate there, but I would be leaving for dinner soon.
They all replied and their message said the same thing, despite
different wording, that we'd get together some other day. I
looked at the clock and I told Danny, "Well, I'm going to dinner
with my parents. I need to get dressed." I got dressed in the
walk-in closet and put on nicer clothes because the restaurant we
were going to eat at was not a t-shirt and jeans type of place. I
made sure I had my keys and said, "See you in a few hours." Danny
looked away and said, "Sure thing Cat Dude." Cat Dude, a new
nickname for me.

     We ate at fine Italian restaurant some blocks away because
my parents and I wanted to celebrate the beginning of the
semester. We didn't rush anything and we even had dessert.

     I told my parents goodbye and I would be eating in my door
room tomorrow, my parents would bring food for my fridge sometime
tomorrow. I unlocked my room and found Danny still there at his
computer. I turned on the TV and we watched a movie, then the
news, and later Saturday Night Live. We climbed into our beds and
began to sleep, the TV turning itself off.

     The next day, Doug didn't have much to do and neither did I.
We played some computer games and it's we played the same games.
My parents came by bearing foodstuffs and my bulletin board. It
had two picture attached to it. The first was with me and my
parents on my first day of Kindergarten, my first day back with
children my own age after my change. I barely remember those days
and what I did remember was a mixed plethora of memories. Some
children were mean as they are wont to do, but some were scared
of me. I was depressed and needed therapy. I guess my
psychologist, Dr. Martin, had such an influence on me I decided
on a major in Psychology with a minor in Philosophy. Sorry for
ranting, but this is one cat that has issues people can relate
to. The second picture was like the first, but was taken on my
graduation day. The cap was clearly concealing something.

     My dad walked in with plastics bags full of food and my mom
had my board, scratching post, and car keys. They saw Danny and
they introduced themselves and my dad sought his opinion on me,
"So you've met my son Joey." Danny said, "I sure have. He's
certainly interesting. I never would have thought I'd have a
roommate like him." My dad smiled, "Of course. Joey's one of a
kind. I hope that you two will do fine. I really didn't have a
good relationship with my first roommate." My mom said, "Well,
we'll see each other again. Joey, just call if you need
anything." I replied, "Okay mom." My parents left and I set my
keys next to my stereo. After that, I put my food in its place in
the minifridge my parents got for me the previous weekend. With
little to do, Danny and I got to know each other better. He
looked at the pictures and said, "So you've been a humanoid cat
for years." I said, "My dad was experimenting with some stuff.
Said he was going to make cats smart. The substance that dad
created affected my mom who was pregnant with me. She turned out
just fine, but I was a ticking timebomb and during the summer
when I was five, it went off. Want to hear more." Danny said,
"Sure, but let's sit on the floor. It'd be more comfortable. Do
you play chess?" I said, "I do." He said, "Let's play while we
chat."

     So we got on the floor in t-shirts and shorts with our feet
bare, moving a piece with everything we said. He looked at them
intently. My feet aren't digitigrade as one would expect. That
is, my feet are as flat as a human. If they were digitigrade, I'd
be walking for life on my tippy-toes and the rest of my foot
would be raised. I flexed my toes and wiggled my fingers drawing
out my claws saying, "Claws in, claws out". He exclaimed, "Cool."
Despite my hands and feet being shaped like a humans, they were
padded like a cat's paws in addition to having retractable claws.
I pointed to the scratching post and said, "I use the post about
once a week or two depending on how they look. While I do care
about my appearance, I try not to lick myself clean like a cat
because I don't want to get a hairball." Danny then looked
nervous as his eyes focused on my groin, "What about, the uh..."
I rolled my eyes, "You want to know whether or not my dick is
like a cat. I've gotten that question before. I'm uncut, always
was, and the foreskin, just like the rest of me is furry. I can
control this tail, but almost all the time, I just let it be
itself. It's only at things like graduation that I have to be
mindful of it." "I bet it hurts to sit on a tail." I nodded and I
opened my mouth and let Danny see my teeth. I had the same number
of teeth as a human, but they were pointed like a cat's. I closed
my mouth and said, "Despite my teeth looking like that, I'm still
omnivorous. It wouldn't do me good to eat meat all the time.
Besides I love Caesar salad. My senses are as advanced as a cat
so almost all the time I'll hear or smell something subtle that
other people can't. Some may see it as an annoyance, but I tend
to think of it as a safety feature. I've heard how cats save
people because of their senses. Thankfully I haven't gotten that
chance. The worst thing that has happened was when someone
released a stinkbomb in the men's room and I was able to smell it
from yards away before anyone else could who were closer than I.
I hardly get sick because of my unique physiology."

     Danny asked, "So you never went to the doctor?" I said,
"Imagine waiting in an office, waiting with children just like
you with parents like you as well as adults. Sounds like a
doctor's office, doesn't it?" Danny said, "Yea, but what's the
punchline?" I said, "The punchline is that not only are children
and their parents as well as other adults, but animals. This
isn't a doctor's office, it is the veterinarian's office. That's
what happened to me every year. I would have the same annual
physical as other kids and six months later, I would have my
annual physical for my feline half. When my classmates were
getting vaccinated for things like the measles, I was being
vaccinated for diseased that would infect both felines and
humans. Quite bizarre to hear the vet's assistant say 'The vet
will see your son now Mrs. Birch.' My doctor and vet both share
the same file and they communicate regularly. Things were very
complicated for those first few years because they were not only
trying to understand what happened to me, but take care of my
well-being when there was no one like me."

     Danny stayed quiet the whole time and he said, "That'll do.
Maybe you should write a book or something to tell people about
your life. Like you said, there's no one like you". Danny's
suggestion rang true, perhaps I will.

     Hours passed, the game finished some time ago and I heard a
knock at the door. I got up and looked through the peephole. My
groin lurched inside my shorts because it was Jorge. What to do?
I certainly couldn't keep my buddy out for long. I opened it and
Jorge walked it. He moved in close to me preparing for a hug or
worse, a kiss and some groping. He then looked up, "Oh, hola. I'm
Jorge and Joey's best friend." Danny got up and shook hands with
him. I breathed a sigh of relief. That was close. I only knew
Danny a day at most and I didn't know how he felt about gays.
Danny said, Come in and sit awhile." Jorge sat on my bed next to
me and asked, "So what do you think of having a humanoid cat for
a roommate?" Danny said, "Cool. At first, I didn't think he was
real." Jorge replied, "You're not the only one." He looked at me
and I looked at him, longing in our eyes. This was the first time
we had seen each other in weeks. If Danny wasn't here or had no
qualms about us making out, we'd do so. He must have picked up on
this and said, "I don't mind if you two kiss. Just keep your
clothes on. I may be bi, but it's awkward if I'm not in on the
action. Since I barely know you two, it wouldn't be right." So
part of Danny liked guys. Jorge and I said, "Okay." I leaned
towards Jorge and gave him a kiss. We cradled the head of the
other as we locked lips. I was hard and I had a feeling Jorge was
too, but we said we wouldn't do anything more. Our kiss ended and
we separated. Danny said, "I sure can see you two love each
other. Are you two out?" I said, "I am and perhaps it's best. My
doctor say that my genes are so radically different, I can't
father any children." I felt sad when I said that. I could have
sex with females if I wanted to, but human DNA and my DNA are
incompatible so while my sperm would be able to enter her egg,
what results self-destructs very soon. How did my doctor know
this? He ran tests. I do however have the same number of
chromosomes as humans. Jorge said, "My parents were disappointed.
I'm an only child so they felt that they wouldn't get
grandchildren, but then Joey and I could get a surrogate mother."
I could see me and Jorge raising a kid of our own someday. The
door knocked again. Considering I was closer, I got up to open
it. Simon and Garett had paid me a visit.

     They both said, "Hey there Kitty Joe." Danny asked, "Who is
it?" I said, "Simon and Garett." Jorge leapt up and said, "It
is?" He approached us and we all hugged each other. Danny got up
and introduced himself. I said, "These are my friends from Simon
and Garett." We then sat down and talked a while. Garett talked
about his roommate, "He's a football player like me, but he's a
quarterback while I'm a running back. At first he seemed like the
proverbial oversexed jock who only cared about his physical
needs, but we've talked some and he's very sweet. If I was to be
honest with my impression with him, I would have to say my gaydar
was in the range of homosexuality. His name is Michael Greene."
Could it be? Could his roomie be the same guy I met in Alaska? I
asked, "What does he look like?" Garett explained how he had
blond hair and said what his approximate height and weight was.
It most likely was him. I said, "When I was in Alaska, I met a
guy named Michael Greene and he looked exactly how you
described." Garett said, "Well it probably is. We'll know tonight
at the hall meeting." Simon's roommate was a Star Trek fan, but
not so far as to have a homemade uniform in the closet. By then
it was nearly dinnertime so the five of us ate together in the
student lounge. We compared schedules and we were all in the same
Literature class, but that was it. We would have the same classes
because they were in the general curriculum, but as we
progressed, we would be in our subject classes. We then watched
TV together.

     That evening was our hall meeting so we were in the right
place. Students started to pile in and thankfully most paid no
attention to my appearance. There wasn't enough room on the three
plush couches. Me and the other guys occupied one of them.
Garett's roommate was indeed Michael who I'd met in Alaska. He
waved to me and if my skin was bare, I'd be blushing. My fur hid
my embarrassment and my oversized t-shirt hid my erection as I
waved to him and he sat down next to us maxing out room we had on
the couch. Our hall director Gabriel Bennett passed out student
handbooks and asked us to fill out the paperwork inside by
Wednesday. Everyone then went back to their rooms including us.

     Classes began the next day and word got around quickly about
the feline student, me. Even those that didn't know my name knew
me by sight. These college courses were different, but not too
difficult. Our high school teachers prepared us well. I fell into
a routine and while most people didn't like our cafeteria food, I
liked it a lot. I then saw advertisements for the drama
department. It wasn't my major, but I was in a couple of high
school plays. That is, when there was a part that interested me.
In this case auditions were being held for "The Wizard of Oz" and
the part that interested me was the Cowardly Lion. Jorge said to
me when I told him I was interested in performing, "You would be
perfect for The Cowardly Lion, you're feline." I then set about
to attend the audition.

     The Drama Department chair, Maximilian Heyward, was puzzled
at first, not by my appearance, but because I wasn't a drama
major. I said, "You don't have to be a drama major, do you?" The
man thought, "Not really, but we prefer it. Have you ever been in
a play?" I said, "Sure, I was in a few plays back in high
school." Mr. Heyward replied, "All right then." My and a few
other guys who wanted to be the Cowardly Lion battled to see who
would be the best Lion. In the end, I won the role. I was handed
the play so that I could memorize the lines. The downside is that
the other companions could put makeup on for their Oz
counterparts. I couldn't look convincingly as a human so they had
to get another student for the Kansas counterpart to my Cowardly
Lion. For the role, I had to get my fur dyed light brown and my
hair dyed dark brown. My professors all knew I was the Cowardly
Lion and allowed this. Why wouldn't they when my appearance was
halfway there?

     I spent my free time memorizing the lines and watching the
movie version over and over again. I gave private performances to
Jorge and the guys, no not those kind of private performances!
I'd say my lines and sing the songs. They thought I was a great
coward worthy of being called the Cowardly Lion. A month later,
the play went on. The play opened Wednesday and then showed the
next day and until that Saturday. It showed the following week
from Thursday to Saturday. People loved my performance, my
appearance was an added bonus to a great performance.

     With the play out of the way and my appearance back to
normal, I resumed a normal pace. Danny and I were playing
checkers when our door boomed and a shriek, "Damn Cat! I know you
did it! I know you did it you feline bastard! You ate my gerbil!"
I opened my door and found a girl named Miranda Johnson. I told
her, "No I didn't. Now goodbye." I reached to close the door, but
she clutched it and slammed it nearly taking my fingers with it.
I screeched with surprise. I could hear her again, "You'll pay
dearly for eating Cicero!"

     I thought that was the end of the issue. I never even had
seen this Cicero of hers and I only passed by her door a couple
of times, entering only once. It didn't mean anything. Mr.
Bennett came by and told me I was due to appear before the dorm
council which was made of him, the assistant director, the
Resident Advisors, and the Sophomore Assistants who would
determine what to do with me. He said, "Well this is the first
time something like this has happened. Imagine that, one student
eats another student's pet." I had to defend myself against my
fellow dormmates, except for Danny, Jorge, Simon, Garett, and
their roommates. They believed me. I said how I passed by her
room on several occasions and entered her room only once which
was to deliver something to her roommate Jessica Robles because
she was sick and couldn't go to class. Miranda said, "That's when
I had Cicero out to clean his cage. I knew it, you ate him." My
ears flattened and I rolled my eyes. I said, "Do you think I
magically went to your side of the room and put him in my pocket
and traversed my way out without you two knowing." I looked at
her as well as those that sympathized with her and said pointing
to my face, "Does this look like the face of a guy who eats small
rodents. I think not. Listen, I think that gerbil is still in her
room." Miranda stated, "I looked." I groaned, "Well, if I was
there, I'd find it in an instant." Mr. Bennett said, "It wouldn't
hurt." We, those directly involved in this case, all went
followed by dorm residents who were interested in the outcome.

     I entered her room and smelled the cage to get a scent and
then crawled on the floor sniffing the air. I caught the smell. I
followed it behind the dresser. I found the gerbil surrounded by
its waste and it looked sickly, most likely due to that and not
getting nourishment in a few days. I pounced on it and brought it
out. I walked to the cage and put Cicero inside. Miranda shed a
tear watching him eat his food and drink from his dispenser. She
looked at me and said, "Sorry." Mr. Bennett said, "You can go
back to your room Joey." I did so.

     Danny said, "You did it. I didn't think you'd be able to get
free." I said, "I never doubted, I knew I was innocent." Up until
this point Danny only saw me clothes, one day he saw me only
wearing underwear.

     It was Sunday and I decided to take a shower, eat some
breakfast, and study a bit. I went to my drawer and took out a
pair of briefs and went to the restroom. First, I peed and then I
laid a towel on the floor. I managed to get the fixtures to work
and I threw off the underwear I had on and stepped inside letting
the soothing water flow all over me. Lathering up, I broke into
song and started to sing "Just Communication" a song from my
favorite J-Pop group Two Mix.

     Danny woke up and heard the shower running. Joey must be
taking a bath. He got closer and heard singing. It was Japanese.
Could Joey know Japanese for some reason? It never had come up,
so it was possible. The shower stopped. The singing voice was
clearer now. Danny had heard the song before, but he couldn't
remember form where. No more time to debate himself, the door
unlocked. Joey walked out wearing nothing but a pair of briefs
containing a nicely sized package.

     I opened the door and saw that Danny awake and standing
there at the door to greet me. His eyes roamed all over my body
and momentarily paused at my cotton clad sex organs. I said, "Had
I know you're were already awake, I would have worn a robe or
something. You can use it now." Danny muttered, "Thanks." We
switched placed and he closed the door. I liked his roaming eyes,
he looked very interested in what I had down there.

     Danny stooped over so he could urinate, but he couldn't
because he was getting an erection because he was worried that
the urine would splash on the floor. Damn was his roommate sexy
in those briefs. He stepped into the running shower and peed, the
piss arcing in the air and landing on the tub's floor. He soaped
himself off, his hands rubbed through his red pubic hair and then
his nads. After making sure he had attended to showering, he
wrapped his soapy hand around his dick and started to jack off
fantasizing about what his sexy feline roommate had under his
briefs. He squeezed tighter and pumped himself faster. Cum flowed
out from his prick and fell down on the tub's floor. The shower's
water washed it away and he got out. He dried off and went out
into the room.

     Danny looked nervous and I asked, "What's the matter? It was
me wearing nothing but briefs wasn't it?" He said, "Yea.
Honestly, I didn't have a problem. It's just that I got turned
on." I said, "Oh, you liked what you saw?" Danny nodded, "So much
that I needed to cum badly. Have you ever thought about
modeling?" I shook my head, "I hadn't thought of it. What kind of
modeling?" He said, "Nothing pornographic unless you want to, but
I was thinking just regular clothes. My uncle's a photographer
who does model work. I can hook you up with him. It's a good way
to rack up some quick money in a short time. It's a slow time
right now, but in a few months, he'll be looking for models." I
said, "Sure." I liked wearing clothes and perhaps this was a good
way to get some money.

     A few weeks later during the middle of October, there was a
flyer for assistance in creating a haunted house for
disadvantaged kids, a majority of them from unhappy homes. I told
the guys about it and they'd all like to help setting stuff up.
We went to the gym to help out. Half was being converted into the
haunted house and the rest would cater the smaller attractions
like Go Fish. It was soon Halloween and we had to get ready by
donning costumes.

     I look like a cat, but that can't be a costume. I went to a
local costume shop and got some stuff so I could be Puss in
Boots: Ruffled shirt, leather pants, boots, and a plastic sword.
Simon was dressed in Garett's football regalia and Garett was
dressed as a male cheerleader. Simon wasn't a cheerleader back in
high school, he was in the band so this was an unexpected twist.
Jorge was an archeologist and Danny was a pirate. Kids liked my
costume because they probably thought that I was a fursuiter. A
fur suit is bulky, but this is natural. I've chatted with people
who love to wear fur suits and most are jealous that I've got
natural fur. Perhaps someday scientists will be able to
genetically modify people so that these people can live their
dream, but I am the only natural one so far.

     The Halloween festivities lasted well into the night and we
collected a lot of money for charity from students, teachers, and
other adults who wanted to help. We all trudged our way back to
the dorm to sleep.

     The following morning, me and the guys had our usual
breakfast in the cafeteria. They were glad to be a part of
helping those poor children. We then drifted to other topics.
Garett said, "After we got back, Simon and I did a little role
playing. It was my idea." Simon said, "No way, it was mine." I
hissed, "Who cares. Just get on with the details." The two began
to speak and wow was their story hot.

     Garett and Simon entered his room. Simon's roommate was gone
for the night. He wouldn't have suggested their late night
activity if he wasn't. They stood in front of the mirror, Simon
holding Garett. His ebony hands rubbed Garett's cheerleader
slacks. Garett felt Simon's hard cup press against his rear.
Simon turned Garett around and looked deeply into his slanted
eyes. The young Asian man took Simon's helmet off and gave him a
kiss. Their hands feeling backs, then waists, then rears. They
laid down on Simon's bed. Garett smiled as his hand reached for
the fly's straps. He undid them and gave the cup a few taps
saying, "Sounds like there's a lot under there." Simon nodded and
said, "And it's all yours." Garett slid the cup and the rest of
the pants down and beheld Simon's cock. Garett's head leaned
down, his mouth opened and took that dark rich dick into his
mouth. Simon reached around Garett's waist and started to beat
that Chinese-American eggroll of his. Both moaned in ecstasy.
Garett looked up and said, "Please plow me with that dick of
yours." Simon said, "Sure thing."

     Garett got on all fours and Simon mounted him placing his
hands on Garett's rear. He made sure his dick was well lubricated
before setting it in. After making sure, Simon pushed it in. He
went quite slowly so that Garett would enjoy the action better.
Simon then pounded faster and harder. He moaned, "Oh, man. Oh,
here it comes." Garett felt Simon's cum gush into his rear.
Simon's tool became flaccid enough to withdraw. They rested a bit
so that they could recuperate. Garett said, "Now what?" Simon
said, "Well, I ejaculated. You should too." Garett said, "Then
suck me."

     Simon got on his knees and grabbed Garett's wiener and
placed it in his mouth. His shaved head started oscillate up and
down and to the side. Garett's hand cradled his friend's head
encouraging him to suck some more. Who was enjoying this more?
Who knew? That wasn't really important. What was important was
the pleasure of giving another guy a blowjob. Garett humped
Simon's mouth fast and he had to hold onto it lest it come out of
his mouth. Garett moaned and smiled. Simon felt his friend's
balls churn a split second before semen shot into his throat.
Simon got up and they composed themselves. They kissed and said
that they would see each other tomorrow.

     Their story was as hot as I thought it would be. I was so
intent on listening that both my ears were focused on their
little role play sexcapade neither straying to some other noise.

     Well, my first college semester is about half over. Who
knows what might happen during the second half?
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