The Crowe

Well, another day another story I suppose. I'm putting out stories a lot more frequently than I thought I would, not that I mind at all, story making is fun!

Disclaimer: This story contains mature content, including two males having sex, if you are not of age to view this material or are offended by this material, please leave, if you are not offended, and are of age to view this material, then by all means, enjoy reading my story. All characters in this story belong to me, and should not be used without my permission

I saw something about a lack of avian stories somewhere on here, and thought about how true that was, so here's my story with an avian character.

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The streets were littered with newspaper scraps, as well as the occasional broken bottle, as a black crow walked through the streets. For some unfathomable reason, the crow had never seen another of its kind, and it had been adopted as a child. Most furs avoided him, fearing the fabled bad luck he may bring to them at a touch. The crow sighed as a vixen steered clear of his path, leaving a large empty space between them.

The crow didn't mind this sort of behavior any more, but it was still depressing to see everyone avoid him at all costs. Even when he was in grade school, if nobody was forced to sit near him, they didn't, save one fur, his only real friend. This fur was the reason the crow was walking the dangerous streets of the city; he was picking the rat up from a hospital that had allowed him to be released that day.

_I don't even know how he got into this mess..._The crow thought, the rat hadn't wanted to talk about it when he had asked, so the crow had dropped the subject. He supposed it was over something silly, but then again, this was serious, he was in the hospital, not the nurses' office. The crow shook its head and continued walking along the street, seeing the signs for the hospital were beginning to say it was close.

The crow walked into the hospital and up to the receptionist, "Hi, I'm here to pick up Vail, I'm Crowe." The name wasn't original, but it was what his foster parents had chosen, he didn't mind, it was better than having no name at all.

"Ah, Mister Asch, we've been expecting you, I'll just need some form of ID, and we will release Mister Newton." Vail hated being called Mister Newton; the last name was a brand that Vail was left with when his family cast him out.

Crowe took out his wallet, and brought out his drivers license, and handed it to the receptionist without a word. The receptionist looked at the picture on the card, and back to the crow, "Okay Mister Asch, you can pick up Mister Newton in room 408-B."

Crowe thanked the receptionist, and walked to the room he had visited multiple times while the rat was hospitalized. He turned a few corners, and awkwardly walked past patients who looked at him with wide eyes, seemingly petrified from the crow. The crow brushed the looks off, he couldn't help what he was, but it was still frustrating that seemingly every fur in the world couldn't see past his species to see the caring person within the crow.

Crowe walked into the room, and saw the rat sitting on the bed, he had been looking out the window, "Hey Vail, ready to go or do you want to admire the view a while?" Crowe said.

"You don't know how badly I want to get out of here." Vail said, "The food sucks, and that's saying something coming from a rat..."

Crowe laughed, "Well come on, do you feel like you can walk home?"

"I feel like I could run there, let's go!"

Crowe wasn't surprised at the rat's enthusiasm, it was what he was like, always ready to take on the world, no matter what happened. Crowe led Vail down to the receptionist's desk, and signed a form, and was out of the hospital with the rat beside him.

"So, I know you wanted to know why I was in there... I mean you know I got beat up, but the reason..." The rat said once they got out of the hospital, "They beat me up for being gay."

"Oh, god, not again..." This had happened multiple times, the rat usually started the fights once someone said anything against gays; he never won the fights.

"He had it coming, he was saying that all gays are going to hell, and that we aren't worthy of even living!"

Crowe sighed, "You know, one of these days you're going to get yourself in more trouble than you can get out of."

Vail sighed, "I know, but I can't just let them say stuff like that, it's like being bitch slapped with my hands tied behind my back, there's nothing I can do, but I've gotta do something."

Crowe didn't see the logic in it, but didn't press Vail on it, "Have you even found someone yet?" He asked, and then kicked aside a large shard of broken glass.

"No, but I'm looking." Vail said, "You?"

"You're still the only one besides my family who'll get within ten feet of me without being forced to... so that's a no."

"I don't get it, I mean they treat you like a demon, but they don't even know you..."

"That's life for you; nothing's ever fair for anyone who's different..."

"I know what you mean." The rat said, kicking a small stone that they had come across earlier.

Crowe smiled, the rat did understand, at least to an extent, at least people would talk to him...

"So, what are the two lonely, sex deprived, gay-straight friends going to do on a Saturday night?" asked Vail

"I foresee a night of drinking at the bar if you have anything to do with it..." Crowe said.

"Ding-ding-ding! We have a winner!" Vail said, grinning.

Crowe sighed, this was common now that the two were 21, drinking life's problems away was a necessity for the rat now a days. The two continued down the streets, any furs that crossed their path made sure to steer clear of the crow.

Crowe fixed his gaze ahead of himself angrily after the fourth fur avoided him, this was getting annoying. Normally Crowe avoided getting anything past buzzed, but tonight he wanted nothing more than to just forget the furs that avoided him.

Once they got to the bar, they both ordered heavy drinks, "Jeez Crowe, you never get what I do, what's the occasion?"

"A shitty day, that's what." Crowe said, as he downed the drink quickly. He waved the bartender over, "What can I do for you?"

"Get me something really strong."

"Bad day, eh?" the raccoon bartender asked.

"You're the... third person who's talked to me today, so yes, it's been a very bad day."

The raccoon nodded, and mixed a drink before Crowe's eyes, spinning bottles in his paws as he mixed the drink up. Once it was done, he handed it to the crow, "One Flaming Angel, don't drink it too fast, nobody's been able to finish one yet."

Crowe eyed the drink, and took a large gulp of it, and set the glass back on the table. The first thing that happened was his head suddenly felt as if it were stuffed full of cotton balls and helium, after another sip, things blurred a tad, and the crow suddenly felt happier, everything before the drinking became fuzzy, and all he could think about was how great everything seemed.

He turned his head, and spied Vail, who hadn't been slacking in his drinking either, he had a few empty glasses in front of him, which brought Crowe's attention back to his drink, which he promptly finished, and everything became fuzzier, and he grinned. He knew he shouldn't drink more, and a voice was screaming at him to go home, home... he thought, then his eyes widened, "C'mon Vail lesh go back home naow."

Vail, who wasn't quite drunk yet, complained, but after more insisting from Crowe, he was pulled from the bar, and back onto the street. Crowe was stumbling along, humming a song that Vail didn't know.

Once they got to Crowe's house, Vail went straight to the refrigerator, grabbed a beer, and sat next to the giggling mess of a crow that was on the couch.

"Y'no, I wash thinkin', you're the only guy who acshually talksh to meh, why'sh that?"

Vail blushed, the real reason was something he didn't want the crow to know, but he was drunk out of his mind, it couldn't hurt to tell him why, right?

"I... it's because I-I like you... I have for a while now..."

"Aww that'sh shweet, why din't ya tell me before?"

"You always seemed so..."

"Shtraight?"

"Y-Yeah..."

"I alwaysh thought I wash, but y'no, yer pretty cute."

Vail blushed, he was sure this was just Crowe's drunken mind speaking, and not his actual desires, but he was still excited at the prospect of Crowe thinking he was cute.

"Do ya wanna shcrew me?" Crowe asked after a short silence.

"Uh..." that brought on a blush that shone through Vail's fur.

"Ya do! Dun worry itsh okay, I don't mind." With that, Crowe stripped off his shirt, "Ish it just me or is it reeeeeallly hot in here?"

Vail groaned, seeing his friend in this state, stripping his clothes, it was just too much for him. His length slipped from its hiding place and made it quite uncomfortable in his pants.

"Oooh, looksh like I woke up yer little buddy down there." Crowe said, looking at Vail's bulge, "Doesh he wanna play?"

"Y-Yes, he does, Crowe, gods, yes, he does."

"Then letsh get those silly pantsh off." Crowe said before scooting closer to Vail, and fumbling with the zipper and button before ripping the pants off. "Mmmm, yer friend looks yummy, can I get a tashte?"

"Whatever you want, Crowe." Vail said, his mind had glazed over, and he was only responding to his lust now.

Crowe smiled, and then eagerly shoved the length down his muzzle, giving surprisingly good head, his tongue was wrapping around the rat's erection, and the crow was sucking and bobbing his head. Vail grunted, and spurted out a strand of precum from his eight inch length. Crowe tasted the precum, and suddenly decided he needed more, doubling his efforts to receive more of the fluid. He continued to bob his head with increasing speed; his tongue was all over the length, wrapping around it one second, and pressing the length against the roof of his beak the next.

Vail moaned loudly, the stimulation was fantastic, and he could feel his orgasm approaching. When Vail said he was going to cum, Crowe dived down with renewed vigor, knowing he would be receiving the tasty treat he wanted more than anything.

Vail moaned loudly, and shot his load into Crowe's beak, making Crowe moan as well. The fluid washed over Crowe's tongue, tasting salty, but not in a bad way. Vail was panting for breath when Crowe brought his head back up, and without a word kissed Vail deeply, forcing some of the cum left in his mouth into Vail's.

Vail was surprised at first, and then when he got over the initial shock, he tasted his cum, the taste was familiar; he had taken to licking the mess he made of his paws up when he masturbated, and had become used to the taste of cum.

Crowe's head was starting to feel less fuzzy now, and he felt his tongue was no longer swollen, "So, now it's my turn, right?"

"Mmm, whatever you want."

Crowe pulled his pants off, his own erection had been straining against his pants, but he was too focused on the meal before him to take them off. Now that his cock was released, he moaned, the release was fantastic. "Still wanna screw me?"

Vail lost all traces of nervousness, "Yes! I've wanted to for three years!"

"Well, take the lead, I can't do it myself."

Vail didn't need to be told twice, he sprang up, grabbed a bottle of un-used lube from when he had thought he was getting lucky one night, and rushed back to the couch.

"Wanna take this to the bedroom?" Crowe asked.

Vail just nodded, and dragged Crowe to his room in the two-bedroom house. Vail didn't waste time, he squirted lube onto his fingers, and began to slicken the hole, and then began to do so with his member soon after. He brought his member to the slick hole, and rested it at the entrance, "Ready?"

"Mhmm."

With that, Vail thrust his member in slowly, trying not to hurt the sexy crow below him. He hilted and held still to let Crowe adjust to the new feeling. Crowe suddenly pulled back, letting some of Vail's cock slip out of him, and then slammed back into Vail's hips, hinting that he was ready and wanted to be taken.

Vail pulled back, and thrust in with a bit more speed than he had upon entry, but still not quite fast. "Jesus, Vail, if you're gonna fuck me, do it right!"

Crowe pulled Vail to his chest, slipped the cock out of his hole, and pinned Vail down, cock up. Crowe put the tip at his hole, and slammed down onto Vail's hips, earning a cry of pleasure from Vail. Crowe grunted from the pleasure of the mating as well, and raised his hips up, preparing to slam down on Vail's hips again. This time, Vail thrust up as Crowe impaled himself on the cock, earning a moan from the crow, and a spurt of pre onto his chest.

Crowe pulled up again, beginning to get a rhythm going, and slammed down again, meeting Vail's thrust. As Crowe rode Vail, his spurts of pre fell onto the rat's chest and muzzle, matting the fur slightly.

Crowe pulled off of Vail fully this time, and lay back in his original position, "Now screw me, and screw me right." Crowe said.

Vail got up from the bed, and put his tip at the entrance of Crowe again, this time not hesitating to slam into the crow. Crowe moaned, and shot a strand of pre onto his chest, and urged Vail to thrust harder and faster.

Vail didn't need him to ask again, he began thrusting as hard and fast as he possibly could, earning loud, pleasured moans from Crowe, as well as Vail. Vail felt his orgasm approaching, and thrust into Crowe wildly, losing all sense of rhythm. The sporadic thrusting caused Crowe to give one long, loud, passionate moan before he let loose his orgasm, six globs of cum flew at his face and chest.

Crowe tightened every muscle in his body with the orgasm, which sent Vail over the edge as well, making him shoot his second load into Crowe. Once his orgasm was through, Vail pulled out and fell onto the bed next to Crowe, and then sighed contently. The two fell asleep quickly after the exhaustion of the mating.

Crowe woke up with a headache, but luckily, after the heavy drinking the night before, nothing else. The night was fuzzy, and he barely remembered coming home, let alone how he got in bed. Then he looked next to him, and saw Vail lying next to him, completely naked, and with dried cum on his groin fur. His eyes widened, what the hell did I do last night!? He thought, and the fuzzy thoughts started to take shape. He remembered talking to Vail, and asking Vail something, and then Vail blushed, and he asked another question... god why was it so hard to remember. Then he remembered sucking Vail off, and then the events that followed.

Crowe put his head in his hands, oh god, I fucked my best friend, I fucked my best friend I fucked my best friend... He looked around, grabbed his clothes, and ran into the bathroom. He turned on the shower, and tried to drown out the single thought that echoed in his head. He was so distracted he forgot to lock the door like he usually did, and turned the water on. Once it was warm, he stepped into the stream, and washed off the cum, paying special attention to his tailhole and inner thighs, where the feathers were stuck together from the sticky fluid that is cum.

Crowe was so wrapped up in his own thoughts, that he didn't hear the door open, and didn't notice Vail was in the bathroom until the curtains were pushed aside, and Vail stepped in.

"Look, Crowe... I-I don't want this to be weird, you know?" He said.

Crowe was relieved that Vail wasn't angry at him for what he did, but then again, why would he be? "I don't either... it's just... I don't know what came over me, everything was just so... tempting."

"That's what happens when you get as drunk as you were..." Vail laughed, "Don't worry, if you don't want to... you know, be with me, I'm not going to go all weird on you..."

"NO! I mean, I don't want this to be a one time thing. You're one of the five people in the world who actually talks to me, let alone likes me like that... I want to at least try being happy with you..."

Vail let out a sigh, "Oh thank god, I thought you would jump at the opportunity to forget this..."

Crowe pulled Vail into the stream, and hugged him tightly, "Not a chance."

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Well, there you go, hope you enjoyed, and keep your eyes peeled for my next story.

Please comment and tell me how I did! I've never really been that drunk before, so if the drunk scene seemed weird or something, it's just because I've never really experienced being so drunk that I'd screw my best friend... but I had to get them together somehow. ^_^

Thanks to everyone for everything you do!