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Days in the life of a drug dealer

A Drunken Wolf Production

James grunting licking the brown wrapping paper as the fox between his legs worked slow and carefully. The red panda created a tube and blew gently on the outside causing the wrap to harden up. He groaned softly lifting up the tray watching the fox suck lightly on his pre dripping member. James rolled his eyes and plopped the tray down when the fox looked up at him. He hated being watched while received a blow job. All the attention should be focused down on his crotch. The red furred animal lit the cigarillo and took a drag before blowing a few smoke rings into the air. He took a deeper drag and closed his eyes holding it deep in his chest trying not to moan out and start choking on his smoke. The tray rocked from side to side as the fox slurped faster.

"Watch it. Don't spill my shit," he growled removing the tray and placing it on the dresser to the side.

The last thing he wanted was the small klutz to knock over his quarter ounce bag of Mowi wowie. His ant eater dealer had home grown this batch using 2 1k watt multi spectrum grow lights and fox farm soil and nutrients. The red panda had been allowed to pick his own plant and help with the nursing of the small sapling into a nice bushy plant. After what seemed like forever he was able to take a mason jar home to cure and sell breaking it down into zip locks. He placed a paw on the fox's head and pushed him further down making him gag and quickly pull back.

"If you want a front you'll have to earn it. Come on, big deep breath," he whispered coldly pushing him back down blowing a huge cloud into the fox's face causing him to pull off coughing.

"Your big. I can do it by myself," he whined leaning down putting the pulsing cock back into his mouth working the tip hungrily.

James stretched out wiggling his toes and ashed his blunt in the ash tray on the edge of the bed. He grunted and allowed him to continue with out interference. He was getting close anyway and was ready for the broke begging kitsune to be out of his apartment. His phone vibrated and chirped the new message ring tone right as he folded his ears back tensing his muscles and blew his load inside the waiting mouth. The fox gagged as he pushed all the way in and was held in place by a firm paw. He choked and fought around the red panda's cock trying to break free as his throat was sprayed and coated. He fired a total of five shots down before dribbling to an end over the fox's tongue and teeth. James shivered roughly and went limp laying back against his head board. He sighed and reached over into his night stand drawer and tossed the fox a small dime bag labeled "Blue Dream" and pointed to the door.

"Bye. I have places to be," he said standing up and ushering the fox to the door turning the lock and tugging it open while he wiped his face.

"Wait James. I have tickets to the-," he stopped as the red and white stripped beast slammed the door in his face.

James could hear the footsteps fade off down the hallway and quickly tucked his still slobber covered cock into his boxers slit. He zipped his shorts up and padded to where his phone rested on the charger. He removed the plug and moved his index digit in the pattern when the password protection screen pulled up. It moved to his messages and he selected the highlighted one.

Mark- Dude I need an 8thasap. Need vacation smoke for tomorrow. Hit me asap!!!

He growled and dusted his hoodie free of the fox fur that clung to his black attire wishing the the damn male would use a comb once in a while. He quickly typed," on my way" and walked around to his dresser drawer and pulled out a zip lock baggie with an 8 sticker on it. He pulled the bag open and took a sniff wrinkling his nose at the heavy dank aroma. It wasn't labeled but bu the smell alone he could tell it was his last bag of cherry Og. He tossed it back into the drawer and tried a different bag. He recognized it as white widow quickly and remembered he still had a mason jar of that still in the closet. After making up his mind he grabbed his scale and pocketed it before exiting the one bedroom apartment.

The red panda pulled his hoodie closer around him as he walked down the stairs into the snowy winter climate. He wasn't that tall and stood a few inches under six feet. He did have a thick lush coat over his muscular frame that added some comfort against the chill of mother nature teaming up with Jack frost.

James crossed the parking lot and pulled his keys from his pocket and hastily opened it climbing into his Ford fusion. He started the engine and rubbed his paws together breathing on them waiting for his car to warm up. His phone chirped again and he pulled it from his pocket when he clicked his seat belt into place.

Mark- Where you at J. Mom's on rampage mode for me to pack.

James rolled his eyes and put his car in reverse. He didn't care what was going on in the dalmatians life and really didn't care what he and his mom was going through. He shifted into drive and left the parking lot skidding slightly when he reached the stop sign at the end of the street. It would only take him about 2 minutes to travel down the road and over the hill to the small shopping center that the Luby's resided beside. He felt some relief as the car was fully heated. James rolled up to the first of three stop lights and flicked on his radio wondering if anything new had came out that he had missed. The light turned green and he pressed the pedal causing the cars tires to spin in place. Once the tires got traction he took off towards the hill and the next two lights. Both were green and he was able to travel through them with little difficulty.

He pulled into the parking lot and picked a secluded area where no cars were parked. He was shocked so many people braved the cold to come have a meal at a restaurant that was sub par in his opinion. He looked around trying to find the dog's car and grew pissed when he didn't see it. He couldn't believe the dog had the nerve to rush him from his warm apartment and didn't have the audacity to be there waiting on him. He would have to teach the canine proper drug drop etiquette. His fuse fizzled out as the dog's familiar red four door Honda Civic came into view across the parking lot. Mark pulled up beside him and his phone chirped again. He re did the pattern and looked at his messages.

Andy- I wanted to ask you to go to the movies with me. You shut the door before I could ask you. Will you go with me. I'll pay and pay you back for the bag. Please?

James chuckled darkly and shook his head at the poor fox. He was so immature and needy that no matter how mean or cruel he was the fox kept wanting to be around him. Mark was wearing a very bright red parka and a pair of basketball shorts. He jogged around to the passenger door and opened the door climbing in.

"Wow that's dank," he grinned sniffing the bag that radiated from the red panda's pocket. "Gimme."

He tossed two folded twenties into Jame's lap and he pulled out the bag from his pocket.

"Want me to scale it?" James asked reaching for his scale.

"Naw I'm strait. It looks great. You've never let me down before. Any plans this week end. I want to do something tonight before we leave tomorrow," the dalmatian said opening the bag and poking his snout in making a weird face.

"I guess i'm going to the movies tonight. I need to get money from a front and he's treating me to a movie.

"So your going on a date tonight. Is he cute?" Mark teased closing his bag and pocketing it.

James looked over across the driver's seat with icy blue eyes colder than the snow outside.

"If you ever want to buy another sack from me you'll get out of my car now,' the bear cat snarled crossing his paws.

"Oh lighten up. Want me to tag along. I've been dieing to see the new World war z movie," he said prodding James in the shoulder.

The lesser panda sighed and nodded causing the dalmatian to fist pump.

"If you weren't my high school class mate all those years I swear I wouldn't put up with you," he said rubbing the white area around his nose.

"Your still the same adorable little fuzz ball you were freshman year,"the spotted dog chuckled ruffling the smaller animal's head.

"Dude, get the fuck out. Now," he said firmly.

The dalmatian smiled and pulled on the handle and heaved himself from the fusion.

"So text me when your ready to go?" he asked beaming brightly.

"YES. Close the door. Its COLD!" he shouted making reaching motions at his door.

The dog closed the door and jetted to his vehicle leaving James trying to warm himself up after the sudden drop from the door. He sighed in relief as the warmth returned and put his car into drive.

The drive home was quick with all the stop lights being green. He pulled into the parking lot and turned off his car. He wished he had of paid the extra money during move in for the covered parking and enviously stared at the rows of them as he reached the stairs. The hail and snow missed each car that was under them. His had taken hail damage and was covered in melting snow. The Insurance would take care of that at a later date. He jogged up the stairs and unlocked the door pushing it open and jumping up and down trying to recover from the frigid temperature. James decided to take a shower and walked into the bathroom as his phone chirped again. He pulled his phone from his pocket and read the message.

Seth- Hey handsome. You holding a quarter for your favorite kitty.

James quickly pulled up his key pad and fingered back a message with a wide smile on his face.

James- Always for you. Come get it. At home

Seth- Alright. Be there in 5

James grabbed his rolling tray off the dresser and poured some shake from his baggy and looked around for his cigarillos. He spotted a package of pineapple optimos and grabbed it. He opened the lid and sighed relieved he didn't have to make a run to the store. He split it with a claw and poured the guts in the ash tray. He poured in his mowi wowie and rolled it into a nice funnel. Taking his lighter and toasted it dry as a tapping came at his door. James eagerly opened the door revealing a large bengal tiger. His black muscle shirt barely held all of his ripped chest in. James tried not to drool as he eyed the tiger in his black dress pants. James murred watching the tiger walk in re eyeballing everything the cat had to offer wondering why the tiger wasn't freezing.

"I can only stay for a few minutes. I'm on lunch," he said sitting down on the sofa scratching his chest.

"Aww, you never stay long," James grumbled going into his room to his dresser pulling it open.

He moved several bags around and picked one up. He opened it and sniffed it. Cotton candy he finally figured out after a few seconds. James tied the bag in a knot and handed it to the cat exchanging it for the bills in his hand.

"Don't worry Mr. panda, we'll hang out soon," he whispered in his ear flexing his pecs.

James blushed and coughed looking away bending slightly to hide his growing bulge from the cat's sight. He loved being near the big cat. His scent was so masculine and had a hint of pine like he had just came from a forest.

"I rolled one. Can you stay long enough to smoke?" James begged squeezing the striped cats bicep causing him to flex eagerly.

"I guess I could have a puff before I go back in. I left my work shirt in the car just in case," he gave in crossing his leg over the other smiling softly at the red panda. James tried not to stare into his captivating green eyes long enough to flick his lighter and give life to the blunt. He took a few puffs to make sure it was fully lit and handed it to the sitting cat beside him.

"You always good at rolling. I'll have to have to teach me how to do it better," he commented taking it as James handed it over.

The bear cat smiled happily just being in his presence. He watched him put it to his mouth and took a nice slow hit before coughing into his paw. James chuckled patting him on the back as the tiger tried to catch his breath.

"Wow handsome. That's powerful," he said still coughing slightly.

James nodded leaning over to rest his head on the cat's shoulder. The cat stood at that moment missing the red panda completely and took another puff before handing him his cigarillo. James tried to play it off like he was just stretching and slipped.

"Thanks Mr. Panda. I'll text you when I run out again," he whispered lifting him onto his feet with a finger under his chin.

James nodded dumbly turning red and putting out the blunt as the bengal unlocked the door and closed it behind him with out another word. The lesser panda sighed jumping onto his couch hugging his pillow. His phone chirped and he reached for it hoping it was the tiger thanking him for his stash.

Andy- Should I pick you up. Wanna meet there?

James- Come here and we'll leave together. I have a friend that wants to tag along.

Andy- Oh... ok. I'll be there in a little bit. See you soon

James grumbled and texted Mark to head over. He headed towards his bathroom stripping down as he went. He pulled his hoodie over his head tossing it into the clothes hamper along with his shorts. He closed the bathroom door behind him and turned on the faucet then looked in the mirror. He wasn't that bad looking of a red panda. His cheeks, nose, and ears were white. All the rest of him except for his black stomach fur was red down to the four rings of white around his tail. He wasn't ripped but he did have nice defined body that barely showed through his dense furry coat. He looked down at his package and shrugged. Everyone that had gotten their mouth around it said they thought he was big. He didn't think so as he stared at his sheath and balls. He turned around and checked out his back wiggling his tail over his firm furry red butt cheeks. He was versatile but always ended up being the top in all of his past relationships. He wanted to try bottoming with Seth and wished he could get the tiger naked on one of his visits. His mirror worship came to an end as the fog completely overtook the glass. He stepped into the shower getting lost in the steam.

James finished his shower grabbing a towel as he pulled the curtain back. He did his best to pat his fur dry and pulled out his blow drier and started on his once over fluffing. It was way too cold outside to air dry and he didn't want to catch a cold. A knock came at his door as he opened the bathroom door. He turned off his dryer to make sure he had heard it.

"I'm coming," he yelled tightening his towel tight and padding through the living room.

He unlocked the door and pulled it open looking into the eyes of Andy. The fox blushed seeing the red furred animal naked in a towel and walked past trying not to gawk. He set a bag down he was carrying and leaned against the bar counter.

"I brought wine and a can of pepsi. I figured we could have a sip before we go to the movies," he mumbled pulling out the bottle and offering it up to James.

"You know I don't drink. What have I told you about wasting your money. I'll be right back," he scolded going into the bedroom causing the fox to stare at the floor and tap a foot paw on the carpet.

"We could smoke. I brought my bag," he said with a slight rekindle in his flame.

"I have my own. I don't need you to smoke me out," James said annoyed remembering the piece he wanted to smoke with Seth earlier.

"Oh.... I'm sorry. Do you know what movie you want to see?" Andy asked trying not to enrage him further.

"My friend wants to see World war z. I figured we'd all see that," James said returning fully clothed.

He grabbed his lighter flicking it sparking his remaining section. He took a long drag and handed it to the fox as a second knock came at the door. James grunted and pulled himself by the arms off of the sofa. He walked over to the door and unlocked pulling it open to a waving Mark. The dalmatian sniffed the air and pushed past the red panda.

"You couldn't wait for me to get here to spark up a fat one. Your heartless," the dog complained jumping into the rotation and taking the cigarillo as Andy passed it.

"I could have sworn I sold you a sack earlier," James grumbled crossing his paws sitting back down on the sofa.

Mark sat right between them and took a long drag and ashed it in the ash tray on the coffee table.

"I'm not dumb enough to drive around with it. I've met you before when I came to buy some good. Your Andy right?" he asked passing the blunt to the red panda.

"Yea, I've been coming around for a while now," Andy said blushing deeply looking up at James who was ignoring them both enjoying his smoke session.

The bear cat finished his turn and handed it back to the fox.

"If were going to the 8:20 showing we better go now," Mark said checking his watch as the blunt returned to him.

"Put it out and we'll go," James said standing up as his phone chirped. "Just some one needing sack. I'll have them meet us at the movie theater."

Andy stood up as Mark smothered out the tip in the ash tray and headed for the door. James ran into his bedroom and grabbed a bag and closed the front door behind them locking up as the pair filed towards his car.

"Shot gun," Mark yelled racing to the ford fusion and stopping at the passenger side waving his tail excitedly.

James was busy fumbling for his keys and didn't see the fox's ears fold back when Mark stole the front seat. The red panda unlocked the doors and the trio climbed in out of the cold. James cranked the engine and they waited shivering as the car heated up. James groaned rocking from side to side hoping it wouldn't take too much longer to warm. He sighed happily as the car became more relaxing and put the car in reverse. He looked into the rear view mirror and Andy waved excitedly at him raising his pepsi taking a sip. James sighed and turned his gaze to the road.

"Were gonna be late dude. Its already 8:15," Mark said checking the clock on his cell phone.

James nodded and pressed down on the pedal revving the engine picking up speed. It was a little slippery on the roads but not too bad. They veered around other cars passing them quickly as they tried to make up time. The exit was coming up on the side and James looked into his side mirror to see if he was clear. His heart dropped when he saw the flashing lights red, white, and blue lights of a police cruiser.

"Oh fuck. Pull over dude," Mark said seeing the look of horror on Jame's face.

Andy looked back as the lights flashed into the car casting shadows everywhere growing nervous. James took that moment to pull his bag from his pocket and toss it in the back seat sending it to the floor. He slowed down looking into his mirrors and until he came to a stop on the shoulder. He pulled his license from his wallet and grabbed his insurance and registration from the glove compartment. A heavy gruff looking German Shepard lifted his gun belt and padded cautiously to the vehicle. James rolled the window down and leaned on the side.

"I'm sure you know why I pulled you over tonight gentlemen. Do I smell Marijuana in your vehicle boys," the officer said cocking a brow and eying each of them.

"No officer. Just rushing to the movies. Were clean," James said trying to smile disarmingly.

He sniffed again and reached up onto his shoulder where his radio was holstered and called for back up.

James groaned and leaned back against the head rest.

"Mr. Iden can you step out of the vehicle please?" he ordered placing a paw on his gun strap just in case.

James grunted unbuckling his seat belt and stepped out into the view of the dog's headlights.

"Son be honest. I smell Marijuana in your car. If we have to search it and find you do in fact have drugs, we will take you to jail and tow your car. Just come clean," the officer said trying to sound non threatening.

"I myself do not have anything on me. You can check," he said keeping his paws where the officer could see them.

"I will check," he said back lightly kicking the bear cat's legs open giving him a thorough pat down from head to tail tip.

James turned around as the dog went over his buns and tail. He lifted his long fluffy tail teasingly for the officer who growled and turned him around.

"Okay wise guy. Go stand in front of the car," he ordered unamused as two additional cop cars rolled up.

Mark smiled as he walked by giving him the thumbs up. James rolled his eyes and moved to the front of the car. The red panda watched the officers ask the remaining two to get out of the car. James rubbing his paws together trying to warm himself up. He knew it wouldn't be long before the cops found both bags of herb. He knew as long as it was in the back seat and he feigned ignorance the cops would only charge the fox. The worst that would happen was Andy spend a night or two in jail. The red panda closed his eyes waiting to hear the officer call out that he found there paraphernalia. His phone chirped and he knew it was his next drop waiting for him. The faster they found the stash next to the fox the faster he could go make his money.

"Alright Mr. Iden. Your getting a ticket for going 12 over the speed limit tonight. Sorry about that movie. Try driving safe to the next showing," he said handing the red panda his information.

He was a little dumbfounded that Andy didn't get arrested and walked back to his car door wondering what in this scenario what had went right. James got into the car as the other two were buckling their seat belts. The second two patrol cars now unneeded pulled off and went their separate ways into the city. James put his car into drive looking into his rear view mirror at the small fox in his back seat. He wanted to flat out ask how the fox managed to pull off hiding the bags from the cops. The red panda hadn't heard the window go down and finally flat out asked.

"The cops didn't find your bag?" he said studying the fox in the mirror.

"You always said if the cops pull me over and I have green on me, eat it. I saw the one on the floor that fell out of your pocket. I didn't want you to get in trouble," he said smiling at the red panda thankful he could do something to please him.

James smiled and turned his attention back to the road. Maybe Andy wasn't completely useless like he had previously thought. If things didn't work out with Seth maybe he would consider giving the fox a chance to date him. He wasn't the smartest fox but he had his uses. He leaned against the window and called over his shoulder.

"I hope you plan on paying for that other bag you ate," James said coldly staring at the smiling fox in the back seat.

Lonewolf- Rego found this request and figured it would be a good first starter for Dirtymutt to get his paws.... well....dirty I guess. Feel free to comment. Hope you enjoyed!

DM- i really enjoyed this one. Were not 100% sure we'll make this into a series at this point. Even though this story was lighter than i'm use to it has a good vibe. Feel free to let me know what you think of my first dwp story.