Snow
A note from the Author: I'm back baby!
Standard disclaimers apply. Don't read if you don't like male/male sex or are underage, etc.
Based on a true story
...more or less
Snow
by WhiteClaw
A single perfect snowflake fell from the sky. The delicate, crystalline structure floated in the air and descended slowly towards the ground.
A sudden gust of wind caught the snowflake and slammed it into a window where it melted into a pool of water and dripped down the glass.
"Shit" Cody said as he stared out the window.
"What?" Brad said glancing up from the papers on his desk.
"It's snowing," Cody said gesturing outside.
The husky got up from his desk and walked over to the window. Outside a flurry of snowflakes crashed into the ground where they melted on impact. "So?" Brad said. "It's not sticking."
"I just don't want to drive home in this crap," Cody said. The tabby tomcat stuck out his tongue at the thought.
Brad rolled his eyes and headed back to his desk. "You act like it's a big deal," he said, returning to his paperwork.
Cody remained by the window. "That's because I have further to drive. I spun out on the road twice last year."
"Maybe you should get a heavier car then."
Cody took his attention from the window to glare at the husky. "We can't all drive giant gas-guzzlers like you. Besides, I don't want to have to waste half my paycheck filling up my gas tank every week."
"Uh huh, whatever Mr. Moneybags. You make more than I do, anyway," Brad said, a hint of irritation in his voice.
The issue was a sore one with Brad, so Cody quickly changed the subject. "I just hate winter. I'm ready for spring already."
Brad didn't comment so Cody went back to his own desk. They worked without talking for the next hour, the only sound that of shuffling papers and typing.
Cody continued to glance up at the window and the ever-increasing flurry of snowflakes. He finally got up and walked back over to the window, wiping his paw across the glass to clear the layer of condensation that had built up on it. "Looks like it's gotten worse," he said. "The window is too fogged up. I can't really make anything out."
"Why don't you go outside and check," Brad said, without looking up.
"Actually I think I will," Cody said and walked out into the hall.
Brad shook his head. If Cody spent less time worrying about the weather and more time getting his work done, he could have left already and the snow wouldn't have been an issue. Besides which, it wasn't even that bad outside. Back home, they had had snowstorms where you couldn't leave your house for a couple of days. A few flurries on the road weren't a big deal.
Brad's cell phone rang. A picture of a thin, female husky with blond hair appeared on the display. Brad answered it. "Hey babe, what's up?"
"Brad, honey, are you still at work?" Jennifer asked, her voice sounded slightly panicked.
"Yeah, of course, what's wrong?" Brad said, suddenly concerned.
"Well it's snowing outside and they just said on the news that they're closing down the roads."'
"What?" Brad said, getting up from his desk and heading over to the window. Cody had been right, the glass was too fogged up to see anything clearly, but the torrent of snowflakes pelting into the window told Brad everything he needed to know. "Shit," he said. "Okay, let me find out what's going on and I'll call you back."
"Okay, baby, be safe. I love you."
"Love you too, Jen," Brad said, and hung up the phone.
Cody suddenly reappeared, bits of snow stuck to his spiky hair and covering his black jacket. "I just saw George," he said. The tomcat had crossed his arms over his chest in an attempt to stay warm. "He's about to page everyone upstairs."
Brad sighed. "Jen just called. She said she heard on the news that they were closing down the roads."
"Yeah," Cody nodded, "everything outside is covered. George said they're talking about putting everyone up at the hotel across the street."
"What? Fuck that, my truck can make it home."
"Not if they've closed down the roads. You're not going anywhere, bucko."
"Shit," Brad said again.
Just then the intercoms crackled to life and George's voice boomed over the speaker. "I need all associates to report to the upstairs office at this time. All associates please come to the upstairs office."
"See," Cody said. "C'mon, let's go."
They both headed out into the hall and towards the stairs. A small female otter appeared from another office and joined them. "What's going on?" Susan asked. "Is this about the snowstorm?"
"Jen just called and said they closed down the roads," Brad said.
"I heard they're putting us up in the hotel across the street," Cody added.
"Great," Susan said sarcastically. "I'll have to call my babysitter." The otter whipped out her cell phone and started dialing as she walked.
A few minutes later they arrived at the upstairs office. Only a few other people had gotten there before them, but more kept trickling in. The center of the room was dominated by George, a large bear. George had a habit of being the center of attention anyway due to his size, but today was worse than usual. Several people were already shouting questions, wanting to know what was going on.
George held up his paws in an attempt to hold back the growing number of voices. "I'll explain once everyone gets here," he said, his deep voice booming over the chatter. "Please just hold on for a few more minutes."
Cody leaned against a wall and swished his tail impatiently while Brad tried to pull up weather information on his phone.
The chatter in the room continued to rise and fall until George finally raised his paws and cleared his throat. The room suddenly became very quiet. Several people cocked their ears at the sound of the howling wind and the gentle slap of snowflakes colliding with the windows.
"Most of you have probably already heard," George said, his deep voice carrying through the room, "but for those of you that haven't, the storm outside has gotten pretty bad. They've closed most of the major roads and warned against anyone trying to take the back roads."
Several cell phones were whipped out and a low murmur spread across the room. "It is strongly advised that none of you attempt to drive home in this," George said in a tone that made it clear that it was an order not a suggestion.
"How long is this going to last?" a petite female skunk from HR asked.
George let out a combination grumble sigh that let everyone know they weren't going to like the answer. "The roads aren't expected to clear up until tomorrow morning."
George crossed his arms over his chest and waited, however the room didn't erupt in chatter as he expected. Several people looked around the room confused as the information sank in.
"I've already called the main office," George said after a moment, "and they've agreed to pay for hotel rooms for all of us. I've contacted the hotel across the street and informed them as well. Unfortunately they only have so many rooms available, so you'll each need to pick a roommate for the night."
"You've gotta be kidding me," a stressed out looking hyena said. "You seriously expect us to stay here overnight? Some of us have families and things we have to do."
George stared long and hard at the hyena before finally speaking. "Mark," he said slowly and carefully, "the roads outside are covered in snow and the temperature is dropping fast. You're looking at one giant sheet of ice between here and your house. The sun is already starting to set and once it does, you won't be able to see a thing except snow slamming against your windshield. I can't stop you from trying to drive home, but I damn sure am not going to be held responsible for it. Either stay at the goddamn hotel for one night or kill yourself trying to drive in this shit."
The hyena ground his teeth and glared at the bear for a moment before he backed down and looked away.
"Anyone else have a problem with that?"
The petite female skunk from before, timidly raised her paw.
George nodded at her. "Michelle?"
"Um, what are we doing about food?" she said nervously.
"The company has agreed to pay for room service." Several sighs of relief echoed around the room. "But," George said raising his voice, "try not to go crazy with it." A few people chuckled.
"Alright," George said, "if that's everything," he paused to glance around the room for raised paws, "then here's the plan. You've all got fifteen minutes. Try to get whatever paperwork you had in order. Then gather up your stuff and make whatever phone calls you need to. We'll all be meeting down by the main entrance. I'll finish explaining then. Go."
Brad, along with several other people, pulled out there cell phones and began dialing immediately as the room dispersed. Cody rolled his eyes. He never understood why so many people felt the need to stay in near constant communication with each other.
Fifteen minutes passed quickly as everyone raced to gather up their things. There was an air of anxiousness and tension about the entire building. By the time Cody had made his way down to the main entrance he felt almost giddy. There was something about the whole situation that made him feel like a kid again. Memories of snow days and school closings flitted through his head.
"Alright, George said, raising his voice, "is everyone here?" There was a murmuring of acknowledgement as everyone checked for familiar faces. "Okay, if there is anyone that needs to grab something from their car or truck, I want you to head out now," he raised his voice for emphasis, "and then come straight back. I don't want anyone heading over to the hotel early or by themselves. We all need to stay together. Got it?"
Several people nodded and then headed out the door into the snow. Cody began to move towards the door as well until Brad stopped him. "What are you doing?" the husky asked him.
Cody looked at him cockeyed. "Um, going to my car," he said.
"What could you possibly have in your car that you need to take with you?" Brad asked incredulously.
"None of your business," Cody said sticking out his tongue. The tomcat strutted out the door leaving an exasperated Brad behind him.
Minutes passed and slowly everyone returned with flecks of white stuck in their hair and on their coats.
"Alright," George said, raising his voice again to make sure everyone heard, "I want everyone to stay together as we head over. And be careful. If you fall and bust your ass it's your own fault." A few people laughed as they zipped up their jackets and wrapped scarves around their necks. One by one the group headed outside, with George staying last to lock the doors.
The trek from the office to the hotel wasn't long but felt like an eternity. The magic of the snow quickly wore off as freezing wind whipped through the crowd and wet snow soaked through their pant legs. George stayed in the back to make sure no one was left behind.
Grumbling, cold, and wet they finally made it to the hotel where several people rushed in to escape the cold air. The entire group milled around the hotel lobby while George talked to a female leopard behind the desk.
The bear finally turned around and addressed the group. "Alright everyone, pick a roommate and get in line."
Cody turned to Brad. "So, we rooming together?"
Brad sighed. "I guess. You're not going to do anything freaky are you?"
Cody rolled his eyes. "Don't flatter yourself."
"Please, you know you want me," Brad teased.
"Uh huh, keep telling yourself that," Cody said, with a dismissive gesture.
Despite being a last minute thing, the rooms were actually quite nice. There was one catch, however. "Whoa," Brad said as they stepped into the room. "Maybe we should try to get a different room."
"What, why?" Cody said as he walked in and sat on the bed.
"Um, cause there's only one bed," Brad said.
"So, look at this thing," Cody said patting the bed with his paw. "It's huge. You sleep on one side, and I'll take the other."
"Um, I don't know about that," Brad said warily.
Cody let out an exasperated sigh. "Geez, what is this, highschool? Afraid the big bad gay guy is going to molest you while you sleep?"
"No," Brad said frowning, "I'd be uncomfortable sharing a bed with anyone, male or female."
"Other than Jen," Cody added dryly.
"Yeah, especially if it were a woman. I'd never hear the end of it."
"Then if she asks, tell her you got lucky and had a room all to yourself. Look it's just for the night. It's no big deal."
"I guess," Brad said taking off his jacket. Cody did the same and they both began to undo their button up shirts.
Cody did his best to keep his eyes off Brad so the husky wouldn't feel uncomfortable. It wasn't until he heard the clink of Brad undoing his belt and dropping his pants that he turned his head. Brad had left his white undershirt on, but had stripped down to his boxers otherwise.
Cody blushed and turned his head away. It looked like Brad was pretty comfortable sharing the room with him after all. So why was Cody the one suddenly feeling so awkward?
A shuffling sound made Cody turn his head back around in time to see Brad pull back the covers and start to slide into the bed. "What are you doing?" Cody asked with a hint of disapproval in his voice.
Brad paused and looked up at the tomcat with confused innocence. "Um, going to bed."
Cody stared at Brad in disbelief. "Are you serious? It's not even that late. Don't you want to even get room service?"
"I'm not hungry," Brad said with a shrug.
"We'll just have to change that," Cody said with a determined expression. "You got any cash on you?"
"What does that mean?" Brad said warily.
"Do you have cash on you?" Cody repeated.
"What does that have to do with making me hungry?"
"Cash. Yes or no?" Cody said insistently.
Brad scowled, got out of the bed, and went over to his pants where he fished out his wallet. "I've got a five," the husky said holding it up.
Cody snatched it out of his paw and headed for the door. "That'll work, thanks."
"Hey, what was--" Brad started but the door was already slamming shut as Cody slipped out of the room. "--that for," Brad finished, now speaking to an empty room. Brad sighed and plopped down on the bed. He reached over for the remote and began surfing through the channels.
Several minutes passed before there was a knock at the door. "Forgot your keycard didn't you," Brad said loudly as he turned off the TV, stood up, and headed for the door. "I should leave you out there, y'know," Brad said as he swung down the handle and opened the door. "And I want that five ba--what the hell?" Brad said as he stared at the tomcat.
Cody barged in past the husky, his arms full of candy bars, chips, and pretty much anything else you'd expect to find in a vending machine. He promptly dumped the snacks onto the bed and turned to Brad. "One, I didn't forget my keycard my arms were just full and two," Cody reached back and pulled out his wallet, "I had cash on me, I just didn't have anything smaller than a twenty." Cody pulled the twenty out of his wallet and handed it to Brad. "There, keep the change."
Brad frowned down at the money. He wanted to say something biting about not needed Cody's charity, but he was too confused about what had just happened. In the end, Brad decided to swallow his pride, stuff the twenty in his wallet, and focus on Cody's current bout of madness. "So...the snack foods are here because..."
"I told you, we're going to be hungry," the cat said heading over to the window and lifting it up slightly.
"What the hell, it's freezing outside," Brad said as cold air began to seep into the room.
"Relax we'll just turn the heat up. It's not like we're paying for it, right?"
"What the hell do you need the window open for in the first place?" Brad almost screamed.
Cody rolled his eyes. "Ventilation of course." Cody reached into his pocket and pulled out two small rolls of paper that were crinkled at both ends.
Brad stared at the joints in Cody's paw for several seconds before he slowly said, "Please tell me that isn't what I think it is--And oh God that's why you went to your car."
Cody just grinned. "The perfect end to a stressful day," he said cheerily.
Brad closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. "And why did you have that in your car in the first place?"
"Eh, in case I got stranded somewhere and wanted to relax," Cody said casually.
Brad stared at Cody in disbelief. "Seriously?"
Cody rolled his eyes. "Okay, so I might have been planning on going club hopping a little tonight, but I didn't want you to know since I knew you'd get mad what with that big project we both have due."
Brad just shook his head as he tried to process everything. "Fine, whatever," Brad said frustrated. "I'm going to bed."
"What?" Cody said confused. "C'mon man, I brought enough up for both of us. You look like you could use something to relax you."
"That's what the bed is for," Brad said.
"Then you're not using it right," Cody said with a smirk. Brad didn't laugh. "C'mon Brad don't be so uptight. What's the problem?"
"Does the fact that we could both get fired not mean anything to you?" Brad said angrily.
"Really?" Cody said. "We're trapped here in the middle of a giant snowstorm. I think everyone is a little too busy dealing with that to conduct a drug search. And I'm not talking about setting up a bong and puffing the night away. Just a couple of joints to let us kick back and relax."
Brad just stared at Cody in silence. He didn't want to admit it but most of what the tomcat said made sense. They probably wouldn't get caught. And it wasn't the fear of getting caught that was making him act this way. So why?
"I don't smoke--" Brad started but Cody cut him off.
"And please don't tell me you don't smoke pot because it's only been a little over a year since Mike Anderson's party and as I remember it..."
"I remember Mike Anderson's party too," Brad said hotly.
"Really, cause you were pretty wasted at it," Cody said with a smirk.
"And I was going to say that I don't smoke pot anymore," Brad said putting emphasis on the last word.
"Because of Jen." Cody said flatly.
"No," Brad said. "And kinda yes. What does it matter?"
"Because everything is about her," Cody said angrily. The tomcat sighed. "And I guess it's supposed to be, but...damn."
Brad frowned and sat down on the edge of the bed. "You know we're getting married this summer," he said.
Cody stared at the husky. "So you're actually going to do it?"
Brad looked up confused. "Of course. Why wouldn't I?"
"Just...I don't know. I thought maybe you would change your mind."
"I love her," Brad said evenly.
"So you don't ever still think about, y'know, having a relationship with--"
Brad cut him off. "Just give me the joint."
Confused, Cody handed it over and fished out his lighter. "So now you want to smoke it?" Cody said.
Brad put the blunt in his mouth and Cody lit it for him. Brad took a deep drag off it and coughed. "If it means I don't have to have this conversation with you, yeah," the husky said.
Cody smirked and lit the other joint taking a couple of small puffs from it. The tomcat coughed as well and sat down on the floor against the wall.
They both sat in silence for a moment, taking long drags and blowing smoke into the air.
"So how much do you remember about Mike Anderson's party?" Cody said slowly.
"I remember that we made out, if that's what you're getting at," Brad said in a monotone.
Cody laughed and then coughed a couple of times. "You were pretty out of it. I almost took you home."
Brad smiled and then started chuckling. He wasn't sure why he found that funny, but something about it was.
"So you really don't ever still think about going out with guys?" Cody asked curiously.
"We decided we weren't having that conversation," Brad said.
"No, you decided you didn't want to talk about it," Cody said with a goofy grin.
"You're just hoping to get me into bed," Brad said with a leer.
"Whatever, man," Cody said laughing. "I was actually trying to set you up with Jeremy that night."
"Seriously?" Brad asked. "Glad that didn't happen."
"Why, what's wrong with him?" Cody asked indignantly.
"I was just never interested in him," Brad said with a shrug. "Ugh, I'm started to get light-headed." Brad slid off the bed and down to the floor. Cody stood up and almost fell back down as he stumbled and fell against the wall. "What are you doing?" Brad said laughing.
Cody started laughing as well and stumbled over to the bed where he nearly collapsed onto the floor next to Brad.
"There now, that's better," the tomcat said as he inched himself a little closer to the husky. "So you're really getting married to her?" Cody asked.
"Yes," Brad said exasperated.
Cody reached out and touched Brad's shoulder, rubbing it suggestively. "So no more guys?" he said seductively.
Brad rolled his eyes. "No more girls either, except for Jen," Brad said. He fidgeted a little but made no motion to remove Cody's paw.
"No more fun for you," Cody said laughing a little.
"Oh yes," Brad said with mock sorrow. "Because you make the life of a single gay man look so fabulous."
"Hey now, don't be jealous," Cody said with a small chuckle. Despite his words, Cody looked down and frowned a little.
Brad looked away unsure what to say. After a moment he said, "I know you've been going out clubbing." Cody looked up at the husky. "I mean I've known for a while," Brad said suddenly serious.
"Oh?" Cody said.
"A couple of months ago you started coming in smelling like alcohol and smoke." Brad took another hit from the joint. "Damn this is almost out."
"Don't sweat it, I've got more," Cody said reaching into his pocket and producing another roll.
Brad shook his head, but took the other joint anyway and lit it with the first. Cody pulled out another and did the same. They both tossed the remains into a trashcan by the TV.
"Anyway, yeah," Brad said coughing a little. "For a while I was kind of worried about you, but then you started coming in smelling like cologne every morning. You'd look tired, but sort of giddy, happy even."
"So wait, what does the cologne have to do with it?"
"Well," Brad said slowly, "if you just smelled like alcohol and smoke it meant you were probably just sitting at home, drinking and smoking alone. But at least with the cologne I knew you had gone out instead of staying home all night by yourself."
"Oh," Cody said quietly. The tomcat puffed lightly on his second joint. "You never said anything."
Brad shrugged. "Figured it wasn't any of my business. You can do what you want."
Cody stared off into the distance for a moment. "I guess I was a little depressed for a while," he said. "I felt like all I did was work and sleep."
"Heh, welcome to the club," Brad said with a chuckle.
"Well at least you have someone to come home to," Cody said dryly.
"Weren't you just trying to convince me I shouldn't marry Jen?" Brad asked, raising an eyebrow.
"It's not that I don't want you to marry her," Cody said with a sigh. "It's just...I guess it's just kind of disappointing to see you marrying a girl."
Brad laughed. "Why is that?"
"I don't know," Cody said. "It's just, you got to choose and you chose girls over guys. You chose being 'normal' or whatever you want to call it."
Brad reached up and flicked one of the tomcat's ears.
"Ow," Cody said reaching up to rub his ear. "What was that for?"
"Because you're stupid," Brad said with a smile. "And I didn't choose girls. I chose a girl. I chose one person I want to be with. You should try it."
Cody smiled ruefully. "So you're saying you're completely happy with your decision?" His tone was cynical to say the least.
"Yes," Brad said. He focused on finishing off the second joint and then tossed it in the trash.
Cody took a long drag off his own joint and then tossed it as well. The tomcat leaned in close to the husky. "I don't believe you."
Brad turned his neck to face the tomcat, their faces only inches apart. He noticed Cody's eyes were red and bloodshot and realized his own probably were as well. "Too bad," Brad said. "Because it's true."
"So you're not tempted to stray?" Cody asked softly, leaning just a little closer.
"No," Brad said evenly. He didn't move. He kept his eyes locked on Cody's, daring the tomcat.
Cody wanted to say something witty or pointed, but his brain felt fuzzy and his motor skills poor. Without realizing it, he had already closed the gap between his and Brad's lips and there was nothing left to do except kiss the husky. There lips locked for a moment while their tongues gently slipped out to touch the other.
The kiss was soft, warm, and then suddenly over. Cody felt the cold on his lips as he and Brad parted. He expected Brad to be annoyed or upset, but instead the husky just shrugged and said, "Sorry, but I didn't feel anything. I still love Jen."
Ow. Cody was shocked at how much the words hurt. Even more, Cody realized that Brad had let Cody kiss him just so he could prove a point.
The pain must have shown on Cody's face because Brad said, "Sorry, man. That's just how--"
Cody cut him off by leaning forward and kissing the husky again. Brad resisted for only a moment before the he gave in and let the tomcat slip his tongue into the husky's muzzle. But it wasn't a true kiss. Cody could feel the apathy in Brad's actions. His body was going through the motions but his heart wasn't in it. With nothing else left to try, Cody resigned himself to enjoying the moment and turned his body so he could wrap his arms around the husky.
Moments passed and Cody knew something would have to give. Brad would eventually grow tired of humoring him and push him away. It felt inevitable until the husky reached up and gently embraced Cody.
The shift in emotion was dramatic. Cody could feel it in Brad's lips, in his breathing, and in the way his body suddenly shifted against the tomcat's.
Ironically it was Cody who broke the kiss when his arm brushed against Brad's crotch. Cody looked down and realized he could clearly see the outline of the husky's erect penis through the boxers. He gently touched the firm package with his paw to confirm what he was seeing and felt it twitch in excitement from his touch.
Embarrassed, Brad looked away. "Pot always has that effect on me," he said in an almost pleading voice. "I've told you about it before."
Cody reached up and turned Brad's face back to look at him. "It's okay," he said quietly and leaned back in to kiss the husky. As soon as their lips were back on one another, Cody reached down to gently rub his paw over the husky's erection.
Brad breath caught in his throat as he tried to gasp and continue kissing Cody at the same time. A part of Brad's mind knew he shouldn't be doing this. But the pot had made his thoughts hazy, and the pleasure he was feeling was too hard to ignore.
Cody suddenly stood and swiped his arm across the bed knocking the snacks to the floor. He leaned down and grabbed a hold of Brad's arms, pulling him to his feet. Then just as quickly, the tomcat pushed the husky back so that he fell onto the bed.
The sudden movement left Brad feeling dizzy and lightheaded. For a moment he wasn't sure where he was or what was going on. When his senses finally came back to him, he realized his boxers had been pulled down and that Cody was sucking on his erection.
Brad's entire body tingled and a surge of precum erupted from the tip of his cock as his body registered the sensation of Cody's warm muzzle wrapped around his length. A part of him argued that he should tell Cody to stop, but the feeling was exhilarating. His squirmed on the bed as sensations raced through his entire body. For a moment he was sure he was going to cum then and there and gasped as Cody buried his muzzle into the husky's crotch fur, swallowing Brad's entire length down the tomcat's throat.
The feeling subsided as Cody slowly pulled himself away from the husky's cock. With one paw, Cody reached down and gently massaged Brad's balls. The tomcat leaned forward and gently kissed the husky's muzzle.
Cody tugged at Brad's shirt and for a moment the husky stared down confused at what Cody was doing. It was only then he realized it was the only thing he was still wearing. He shifted slightly in the bed as he pulled the shirt off and tossed it to the side. Completely naked he noticed that Cody had at some point removed all of his clothes as well.
Cody lay down next to Brad and hugged the husky close. Brad turned on his side and hugged Cody back, exhilarating in the feel of their naked bodies now pressed against one another.
Cody kissed the husky deeply, their tongues colliding as they locked their muzzles together. The kiss was short lived, however as Brad's erection began to twitch against the tomcat. Cody pulled back and smiled down at the husky's dripping length. The tomcat shifted and turned so that he was lying on his back. "Fuck me," he said softly as he lifted his legs.
A look of concern crossed the husky's face, but he moved to get on top of Cody anyway. He looked down at his dripping cock and then up to the tightly puckered hole just above Cody's tail. Again a part of his brain attempted to remind him that this wasn't right. But his thoughts were so clouded he couldn't remember why.
Cody spit into his paw and reached down to gently massage and loosen his hole. With the same paw he reached out to guide Brad's cock to his opening.
Staring down at it, Brad could almost believe it was happening to someone else and that he was only watching. But the husky was brought back to reality by the sudden warmth of Cody's hole wrapped around his cock as he slid forward. Brad felt an ache somewhere deep inside him as his balls pressed firmly against the tomcat's soft cheeks and his entire length was hilted inside Cody. Brad could feel his senses leave him. He wanted to fuck, to cum, to dominate this body underneath him, and as Cody pulled the husky down to kiss him, Brad surrendered himself to the feelings.
Brad leaned back up, withdrew his cock slowly, and slid it back inside the tomcat, causing Cody to moan. A part of the husky wanted this to last, to be slow and sensual, but his cock needed release. His balls begged to pump their seed into this body.
Cody's hole tightened slightly, gripping Brad's cock. The husky let out an involuntary growl as he pushed against the tomcat, forcing his cock in and out of Cody. As Brad began to set the rhythm he couldn't help but realize it felt achingly good to be fucking a guy again.
Cody's chest rose and fell as he panted for breath, his own cock hard and dripping precum in the fur on his stomach.
Brad quickly picked up speed, and Cody's paw found his own erection and quickly pumped it in time with Brad's thrusts. Brad leaned forward to kiss Cody again, one paw stroking the tomcat's muscled chest and sliding against his nipple. He'd forgotten the thrill of fucking another male, of dominating a strong body and making it his own. Brad ran his paw up and down Cody's chest, feeling the muscles beneath the fur tighten and relax as their bodies pressed against each other.
Brad leaned up again and continued to pump his erection in and out of Cody. He wouldn't last much longer. His cock throbbed and swelled inside of Cody as he balls tightened up against him. He was so close to release, if only...
Cody moaned Brad's name and cried out in pleasure, his hole tightening further around Brad's cock. The tomcat's body arched and spasmed slightly as Cody began to shoot ropes of sticky white cum against his stomach. Brad felt the hot liquid splash up against his own stomach fur and in an instant, Brad felt a surge of pleasure as his cock hardened and he pushed deeply into the tomcat. They both moaned as Brad's cock began pumping cum and flooding the tomcat's insides.
For a moment they were both caught up in the glow of orgasm as their cocks continued to pump and drip semen. The sex had left them both gasping for air and as the sexual high slowly faded, they felt themselves grow weak and tired. It seemed they had both burned off most of the high from the pot as well.
Brad withdrew his cock slowly from Cody and collapsed to the tomcat's side, not caring that his cock was sticky, wet, and still dripping.
Cody remained on his back, his chest rising and falling as his heart finally slowed and his body began to relax. The tomcat wanted to say something, but his body felt exhausted and his mind was fading out quickly. Without a word they both fell into a light doze and quickly dropped into heavier sleep as their tired bodies and minds finally gave in.
They both slept through the night until the sun's morning rays shined through the window and flooded the room.
Brad woke up first, his first thought was the realization that he was cold. Somewhere in his mind he remembered they had opened the window last night and never closed it. But why had they opened the window? Ah yes, the pot.
His brain tried to continue processing the order of events from the previous night, but was stopped in its tracks by a second realization: he was starving. Still only vaguely aware of his surroundings, Brad dove off the bed towards the pile of snack food that Cody had bought last night. He ripped through a package of cookies, a candy bar, and was halfway through a bag of chips before it dawned on his that he was sticky and naked.
Some part of his brain had registered upon waking that he and Cody had had sex last night, but it was only now that he was able fully process it. His heart sank as he realized what he'd done. He sighed and felt his appetite subside as he looked up towards the bed where the sleeping tomcat still lay.
Confused and upset, Brad made his way to the bathroom where he turned on the shower as hot he could stand it and curled up on the bathtub's floor beneath it. A torrent of thoughts and emotions raced through his mind as he tried his best to reconcile last night.
It had been wrong. Everything about it had been wrong. Why...why had he...and Cody...
A part of him wanted to blame Cody for it all. It was his fault after all. Wasn't it? But another part of him insisted he had let it happen, knowing full well what he was doing. If Jen found out...
No, Brad's mind balked at the thought. He couldn't even think about that now. It was a one time thing. That was all. It would be okay as long as it never happened again. Right?
It took the husky a minute to realize he was crying. The spray of water was washing away the tears just as it had done to the remains of his own semen and then scent of Cody and sex. If only it could wash away last night as well.
Oh Cody...
Outside the bathroom, Cody woke up cold and hungry. He stumbled out of the bed and over to the window to close it. Through the fogged up glass he could still see patches of snow in the grass but the roads appeared to be clear. Guess we can go home now, he thought.
Cody looked down and noticed the half full bag of chips on the floor. It occurred to him that he was extremely hungry and, trying one to make sure they weren't stale, he finished off the bag and continued on to the rest of the snacks he had found in the vending machine last night.
He looked up as the door to the bathroom opened and Brad emerged, a towel wrapped around his waist. Cody suddenly became aware that he was naked and felt strangely embarrassed. He moved to the side of the bed to hide his lower half from view.
"Um, hey," Cody said, nervously.
"Hey," Brad said in a monotone.
Cody looked down, feeling a surge of guilt. He hadn't yet had a chance to really think about last night. "So on a scale of one to ten, just how mad are you at me?" the tomcat asked, wincing.
"I-I don't know," Brad said leaning over to pick his clothes up off the floor. "I'm mean...I guess I'm not mad at you." Brad quietly disappeared back into the bathroom.
Cody took the opportunity to dash out from behind the bed to grab up his own clothes. Several patches of his fur were still sticky and matted from last night and Brad's scent clung to his body. He felt a slight pang as he regretted not being able to enjoy this moment and pulled on his clothes. He'd have to make sure he didn't linger downstairs once he checked out. Not that anyone was going to hang around in the lobby anyway. Everyone was probably anxious to go home, change clothes, and eat.
Brad emerged from the bathroom, this time fully dressed, and noticed that Cody had gotten dressed as well. "Um, you can use the shower, if you want. We've still got some time before checkout."
"Oh, it's okay, I'll just shower when I get home," Cody said with a nervous smile. An awkward silence descended between them, and Cody wasn't sure how to break it. "Do you wanna talk?" Cody finally said.
Brad sighed. "About last night..." the husky began.
"I'm sorry," Cody said interrupting him. The words spilled out of the tomcat's mouth almost faster than he could say them. "And I know it's not going to happen again. I'm not going to tell anyone. And I'm...just really, really sorry." Unbidden, tears began to well up in the tomcat's eyes as his voice started to crack a little.
Brad just stared at him and then looked away. "I, um...I gotta get going. Jen is...probably worried. So I--I'll see you at work."
Cody felt a rising pressure in his chest. He needed to say something else, anything else. There was so much more that he needed to say in that moment, but he couldn't find the words to express the feelings raging through his head. "Y-yeah," Cody said, his voice still cracking a little.
Brad nodded, turned, and slowly walked out the door.
A moment after he had left, Cody sighed. The storm of emotions in his head finally formed together and without meaning to he opened his mouth and spoke. "I love you," he said to the empty room.
As the weight of the words lifted from his body, the tomcat wanted to cry. He wanted to scream and pound his fists against the wall, and beg Brad to come back, to be with him.
But instead he just stood there, waiting. Sadly he realized he was waiting for enough time to pass so that he wouldn't run into the husky again on his way out.
Cody opened the door and glanced back at the room, at everything that had happened last night. Then he turned, closed the door behind him, and left.