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Gray

4 - Drive My Car

The last 3 weeks had been very tough on Arin. He had done as he said he would, attending his therapy sessions and he had not relapsed and taken any drugs since the last time, but he was clearly on edge, he had built up such a dependency that it was nearly killing him to stop taking them. Ewan had noticed a change in the rabbit since he'd been going to therapy, notably that he was a lot more open with his feelings and seemed to be improving, but at least once a day Arin would snap at him and try to hurt him, Ewan put it down to the lack of drugs, and didn't take it personally, despite Arin never apologising to him. Ewan was used to putting up with Arin's flack, but this was something new, and it was making his life extremely difficult, he just hoped that the psychiatrist would help him come through his funk.

The only time Arin had left his penthouse apartment was to go and see the psychiatrist, and even then he'd walked out of the door and jumped straight in a limousine and taken directly to the psychiatrist's home, never giving the paparazzi time to hound him. As it was, the rabbit was getting extremely bored and restless being cooped up inside all day, the band had come over often and they'd recorded 2 songs, whilst writing some others, but Arin was a social beast, he needed to interact with other furs, be appreciated by his fans...

Ewan knew that by now Arin would be suffering withdrawal symptoms from not being in the lime light 24/7, and not having his ego stroked by his voluminous following, but the wolf was not sure if he was ready to let Arin go outside yet, he was in a very unstable place and with his emotions jumping all around the place Ewan was not able to judge what he might do next, he was afraid he'd make a stupid decision that'd he'd end up regretting later on.

'Oh, come on wolf, I'll be fine, I need to get away from this fucking flat!' Arin whined.

'I'm just not sure Arin, I don't know if I can trust you not to do something stupid, I cannot afford for you to get hurt again.' Ewan replied.

'I don't know why you say that, we aren't dating, I've made that very clear, I see you as a brother and nothing else. I don't want you worrying about me so much, I want you to find a lovely guy and be happy.' Arin rubbed the wolf's arm.

Ewan felt as if he had been stabbed in heart. He felt like screaming at Arin 'WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING?! Don't ever tell me not to worry, you fucking idiot, I love you far too much not to! And don't you know I can't love anyone else? You are the love of my life, can't you see that?' instead he just looked to the floor, fighting back his tears. He looked up again, down into the rabbit's icy blue eyes 'Fine. What are we going to do?'

Arin's face lit up, not noticing Ewan's pain. 'Great! Well, I've already talked to the guys...' he referred to his band as 'the guys' often '...and we're all going to meet up at Place 34 and just chill.' Place 34 was the most expensive and posh night club in the entire city, a place where all the celebrities hung out, and the band's favourite spot.

Ewan was a bit apprehensive about letting Arin loose in a night club with so many furs, the majority of which would have some sort of illegal substance. He was about to protest when he stopped himself. 'He is an adult, I am not his father, part of his recovery is based on trust and he must be allowed to do this.' Arin looked confused at the facial expression of the wolf. 'Okay Arin, sounds good, but do not leave without me, okay?'

'Of course not, silly!' The excited rabbit jumped over to his to get ready 'The guys'll be here in an hour, you best get ready.' He called over from his room.

'Yes sir.' He replied, as he often did feel as if he was in Arin's service, like a butler or a bodyguard. He didn't mind though, as long as he was close to him.

*****

The music thumped inside the dark club, lights and lasers shone at odd intervals through the thick air, the smoke providing a dense atmosphere. The dance floor was a mosh-pit of furs, all different sizes and shapes, grinding together and moving to the heavy rhythm provided by the DJ, all around the edge of the dance floor were tables with furs sitting and drinking, or more commonly, making out and nearly fucking in their seats. The music lowered slightly as the DJ's voice was heard over the throngs of people. 'SPOTLIGHT GRAY ARE IN THE HOUSE!' Loud cheers were heard from around the room as Arin and the rest of the band, along with Ewan, stood in the large doorway, raised above the dance floor.

Many people came rushing towards the 5 of them, bouncers stepped in front of them and kept the crowd away, as they made their way to the VIP area. The majority of the crowd dispersed back to the dance floor, but a few fans followed. The bouncers let them into the room separated by a rope, the band signed some autographs on the way. Ewan went and grabbed a table as Joe strolled over to the bar, grabbing their usual drinks. Arin, Jack and Damian talked to a few fans before going to sit with Ewan.

'Ok, here we go' Joe announced as he placed down a tray, loaded with a variety of drinks. He handed them out.

'Arin, go slowly. I don't want you going overboard on the alcohol.' Ewan said, in a parental manner. To the annoyance of Arin, the rest of the guys nodded in agreement.

'He's right, Arin, we want you to have fun, but don't do anything stupid' Joe said as he sat down, then proceeded to down a shot of purple glowing liquid.

'I know, I know, I'll be fine. Stop worrying, all of you.' They were having to practically shout over the music. All of them hated this sort of Drum and Bass, but it served a purpose at these sorts of places, sending furs into a sort of trance like state. He downed his double vodka and coke, before getting up. 'I'm gonna dance.'

Ewan was about to protest, but was stopped by Joe's paw on his fore arm. 'Let him go.'

Ewan looked at him, a bit puzzled, before nodding and addressing Arin. 'Okay, have fun. If you feel overwhelmed, I will be here.' Arin just smiled and melted into the gyrating crowd. Ewan did his best to keep an eye on him, but it was extremely difficult with the hundreds of bodies. Eventually he closed his eyes and shook his head, telling himself to relax.

Arin pushed his way through the crowd, a slightly difficult thing to do as he was generally shorter than the other furs, being of below average height. He shuffled his way forward and found a little space, where he let the music wash over him as he started to dance. Not in any state of intoxication as of yet, he was alert and looked around the space, making do with the small view he had. Almost immediately his eyes fell upon a tall and extremely handsome tiger, who was quite well built, but didn't look as if he was one to go to the gym often, more like a tennis player. His orange fur beautifully contrasted with his black stripes, and his eyes were a deep green, visible even through the dense smoky atmosphere and sparse lights. He also looked in Arin's direction, and gave him a knowing smile, before melting into the crowd. Arin kept staring at the spot where the godly tiger had stood, blushing furiously and feeling his boxer shorts grow tight. He came back to his senses and realised the big cat had disappeared, he tried in vain to look for him, but he was too short and was trapped within a wall of sweaty bodies.

Arin gave up his vain search and headed over to the nearby bar and got the attention of the barmaid, feeling a bit depressed at not being able to spot the tiger. He ordered 3 shots of vodka, downing them one after the other. He turned around so his back was against the bar, he leant on it, his elbows resting on the surface, looking back in the crowd, wanting nothing more than to spot those incredible green eyes.

'Excuse me, sir.' The barmaid called out to him.

Arin turned around, looking at her, slightly confused and not really wanting to be disturbed. 'Yes?' He asked curtly.

'The gentleman over there sent this for you.' She said as she slid over a brightly coloured cocktail, a Tequila Sunrise. She turned back to other customers.

Arin looked around excitedly and saw, on the other end of the bar, the large and handsome tiger sitting on a stool, provocatively stirring his own cocktail, giving Arin a cheeky grin. Arin's face lit up, his head starting to buzz and swirl from the alcohol he had just consumed. He sauntered over to where the tiger sat, the cat spun around on his stool, so he was facing Arin, his legs slightly apart. Arin stopped in front of the tiger, leaning with his left arm on the bar side, looking up into the beautiful eyes. He sipped on his cocktail.

'Thank you. How did you know?' Arin asked eventually, feeling slightly intimidated by the fact the cat was just staring down at him, smiling, and not saying a word.

Eventually he spoke, his voice was low and soft, incredibly soothing, sending shivers through Arin's body. 'Know what?'

'Th...That this was my favourite cocktail.' Arin stuttered as he lifted the nearly empty glass up slightly, feeling nervous, which was unusual, even when playing in front of 10,000 people, he didn't get nervous, but he felt so many butterflies in his stomach, it was unnerving. He calmed himself slightly. 'Oh yeah, I guess you read it in a magazine or something.'

The tiger blinked, but didn't lose his studying smile. 'No.'

'Oh, well I suppose it is common knowledge, my love of cocktails, I imagine you just asked someone.' Arin said, his own smile fading slightly. He drained his glass and placed on the bar.

The as-yet nameless tiger shook his head. 'Nope, why would anyone know your favourite drink?'

Arin was definitely confused now. 'Umm, because I'm me. I'm pretty sure I've said it in quite a few interviews.'

'Interviews? Are you famous?' The tiger's pitch raised slightly at the question, his head tilting in question.

Arin's eyes widened, he stopped his jaw from dropping. 'I... uhh, you don't... you don't know who I am?'

'Nope.'

'I... I'm Arin Gray. Lead singer of my band, Spotlight Gray.' Arin was exasperated, he's so used to people just automatically knowing who he was this was quite shocking.

'Who?'

Arin lost the battle and his jaw fell open. 'Seriously? You've never heard of me?'

'No. Sorry, I don't really follow modern music.'

'M...modern music? I'm hardly modern! I take my influence from the 50s, 60s, The Beatles, Berry, Elvis, Simon and Garfunkel, Dylan!' Arin was rapidly becoming angry. How could he not know who he was? He was Arin Gray!

'Sorry, not my bag. I don't really follow celebrities, they're just a bunch of whiny bitches who cry about people downloading their music illegally, meaning they don't have enough money to buy their 3rd Airplane, or their 10th house.' The tiger said this completely matter-of-factly, not showing any emotions.

Arin was fuming. Who the fuck did this cat think he was? 'You fucking what? How dare you! We're not all like tha-' He was cut short by his head being pulled up by strong arms to meet the cat's soft and warm maw. Arin resisted for a second before melting into the strong advances. The rough tongue of the tiger entered the rabbit's mouth and searched around, finding Arin's own muscle, their tongues danced in a passionate show, twisting and rubbing against each other, their breath mixing and alcoholic saliva mixing. The cat slid off the stool and grabbed Arin's wrist, only breaking their kiss for a few seconds at a time. He pulled the smaller rabbit around the edge of the dance floor, past other extremely busy couples and down a long corridor, into the incredibly posh bathrooms. The tiger pulled them into the nearest stall and locked the door, it was dark in the toilet, as it was in the rest of the club, and there were audible sounds of sex coming from within. The tiger turned around and pushed Arin into the door, kissing him forcefully and dominantly, the rabbit just letting the cat take control.

Arin could feel his erection fully formed and rubbing against his tight jeans, and providing resistance to the equally hard bulge being pushed into him from the dominant feline. The tiger broke the kiss and knelt down, unbuttoning Arin's trousers and yanked them down, along with his boxer shorts, revealing his erection which bobbed up and down slightly, standing tall and a large bead of precum dripping off the tip. The tiger growled at the sight, but stood back up and planted another possessive kiss on the smaller animal. He pulled back and stared down into the rabbit's hungry eyes as he undid his own buttons. 'Suck me off, pretty boy, I want to be nice a juicy before I plough your famous little ass.'

Arin submissively did as he was told, kneeling down and engulfing the tiger's large and leaking cock into his mouth, pushing it right to the back and swallowing it as best he could, resisting the urge to gag. He realised he was quite shocked by the cat's sudden forcefulness, as he had barely spoken before ordering him to suck him off. Arin built up a steady rhythm, breathing every time he pulled off the above average member. The tiger huffed and puffed at the wonderful rabbit's maw, before placing his paw on the back of the bobbing head, pulling it off and making Arin look up at him. He smiled as he saw a large drop of precum on the young rabbit's chin. 'Mmmf, stop it, you hungry boy, you're going to send me over the edge too quickly, I guess your mouth isn't just for singing. Get up, I'm going to take you hard, and you're going to fucking well enjoy it.' He growled.

Arin whimpered like a dog as he felt the cat's strong arms grab his thighs and pull him up the door, keeping the rabbit firmly pressed into the thin wall. The tiger shifted his position, pulling the rabbit's legs apart and pushing them up, so they were over the tiger's shoulders. Arin moaned as he was stretched apart at the joints, almost being folded in half. The tiger grabbed his wet cock and lined it up against the rabbit's tight hole, which was pulled slightly apart. Lowering Arin slightly, and holding his cock in place, in one swift and slightly painful motion the throbbing member pushed the small pucker apart as it slid right in to the hilt, eliciting a loud moan from Arin. Arin's cock, which was sandwiched between both his and the tiger's stomach, let out a large squirt of precum. The tiger let Arin get used to it briefly, but didn't really care if he hurt the boy or not. He started to slowly push up and down, and pulled Arin the opposite direction, pushing him down on each up thrust, breathing heavily as he did so. Arin let out a breathy grunt each time he felt the large cock thrust into him and rub against his prostate. Arin could feel his cock get thoroughly rubbed between their two furry stomachs, almost as if he were fucking them. The tiger increased his pace, shoving his muzzle into Arin's neck and taking large breaths, inhaling the boy's scent. He could feel himself getting close, so he made his powerful thrusts even harder, not caring if he hurt the boy. Arin was in heaven, it had been a while since he was so roughly taken, and he loved it, he completely relaxed and let the cat do what he wanted to him, his cock getting a thorough service from their tight bodies, he didn't feel he could hold off much longer, but he had no control over it. The tiger opened his muzzle around Arin's neck and grabbed it in a slightly hard mating bite, but not so hard as to cause Arin extreme pain, he growled deeply, sending vibrations through the rabbit's body. This added stimulation sent Arin over the edge, his cock erupted in a messy and sticky orgasm between their bodies, matting their fur together, and covering their shirts. The sudden eruption from Arin caused his anal muscles to contract and throb around the tiger's large invading member, sending the cat over the edge as well. He shot heavy ropes of seed deep into the famous boy's insides, releasing for nearly a minute with audible 'squelch noises/' Once he'd finished he released the rabbit's neck and panted heavily, Arin just lay there, in wondrous afterglow, loving the warm, full feeling he was experiencing.

The tiger grunted and lifted Arin off him, grabbing some toilet roll and wiping his cock clean, and dabbing as much of the rabbit's cum off his torso as he could. Arin tensed his anal muscles as he was lifted off the softening member, trying to keep the warm cum inside him. He bent down and pulled his trousers up, he tried to speak 'That... that was incredible!' he eventually managed to say. The tiger just grunted as he straightened out his clothes and opened the stall door, rapidly walking to the bathroom exit. 'Wait! Where are you going? That was the best fuck I've had in ages! Can I see you again?'

The tiger stopped and looked back briefly. 'Cheers for that.' Was all he said before exiting the dim bathroom and melting back into the club.

Arin stood in the door to the stall that had become the scene of the most wondrous love making he had had in a long time. He was dumbstruck, a tiger who had never heard of him had just fucked him silly in a club toilet and left with 'cheers for that' like he was a common whore. Unusually, the rabbit was quite upset, he'd never felt so much lust and need for someone as he did for that tiger, and he just left, never to be seen again. He stifled a tear as he slowly left the bathroom, failing to clean up the large amounts of cum on his t-shirt, and feeling some of the distant tiger's seed run down his leg, matting his fur and soaking his trousers. He stumbled over to the VIP table where Ewan was sitting, alone, his hole starting sting a lot, several tears had managed to escape from his icy blue eyes. He fell forwards and loudly crashed into the table, holding himself up with his arms, making the glasses rattle and Ewan look up, concerned.

'Arin?! What the- What happened? Are you okay?' Sam leapt up and grabbed the rabbit in a hug and pulled him down into the booth, hugging him close and comforting the now shivering rabbit.

Arin looked into Ewan's eyes and just shook his head, knowing he would not be able to be heard over the thumping music, also afraid that if he tried to speak he would lose control.

Ewan shot up and placed his paw around the shivering Rabbit, noticing a large amount of Cum stuck on his shirt. Feeling very worried he started to walk Arin towards the exit, stopping when he saw Joe. 'Joe! I need to take Arin home, something's happened, I'm not sure what.'

Joe looked concerned. 'Will you be okay?'

'I'm not sure, but don't worry, I'll stay with him, I'll talk to you tomorrow and let you know what's going on.'

'Okay Ewan, stay safe, and try to keep him away from the press.' Joe melted into the crowd, to find the other band members and let them know what was going on.

Ewan left the club and jumped in a nearby cab, unable to wait for a limousine and not wanting pump into any opportunistic paparazzi, especially in Arin's current state. They climbed into a yellow taxi and Ewan pulled Arin's head onto his shoulder, gently stroking the rabbit's ears. The taxi pulled off and headed towards their home.

*****

They didn't talk at all on the journey home, Arin just quietly cried into Ewan's shoulder, Ewan didn't want to pressurise Arin, so let him go at his pace, and talk when he wanted to. They entered the penthouse apartment and Ewan took Arin straight to his bed. He climbed on and sat cross legged in the centre, looking down at his legs, Ewan followed and mirrored him, but placed a paw on the rabbit's arm, prompting him to look up. His normally icy blue eyes were bloodshot and pained, a fresh batch of tears started to flow out of them. Eventually he managed to calm down enough to start talking. He recounted the events of the evening to Ewan, sparing hardly any detail. 'And... then... then he left me! J-just like that! Why? Why did he go? Am I that awful? Why?!'

'Arin, stop, you are perfect, do not let that one idiot bring you down, he was probably just the typical pervert who wanted a fuck from an attractive young boy. Forget about him, you don't need him, you have me.' He pulled Arin's head forward so it rested on his shoulder, gently stroking his back. He was still slightly concerned, he had never seen Arin like this. Not once, In all their years of being together. He pushed Arin back, so he was looking the wolf in his eyes. Arin wiped his nose. 'This isn't like you, I've seen you upset before... but not like this, especially over a guy. What's really the matter?'

Arin looked up, Ewan was right, he had never felt this way about a guy, he didn't even think he loved the tiger, yeah it felt great to be fucked by him, but he was just some random guy. He confessed all to Ewan. 'I...I've really been struggling, I can feel it, even now, the need, the wanting to take drugs, It's tearing me up inside.'

Ewan was shocked. 'Is the therapy not helping?'

'N-No, it really is helping, it's just so soon after my last fix, I can still feel my body calling out for it.'

'Shit. I knew going to the club would be a bad idea. This is all my fault!' Ewan said.

Arin's eyes widened, and he placed a paw on the wolf's arm, as he had just done for him a minute or so ago, 'No, it's not, you've been so helpful, I could not have got this far without you, I would have turned back to drugs already had you not been there. Please, don't beat yourself up over this, I just need to sleep on it, I'm just feeling very emotional that's all.'

Ewan got off the bed as Arin stripped to his boxers, pulled back the covers and slid under them, getting himself comfortable. 'Good night Arin, you know where I'll be if you need me.' He went to leave.

Arin called after him. 'No, Ewan, wait!.' Ewan turned back to face the rabbit. 'Umm, would you... could you, uhh, would you sleep in my bed tonight, with me? I...I need to be held and feel someone's warmth.

Ewan gave Arin a large smile as his tail began to wag. 'Of course, little brother, any time.' He walked back over to the bed, stripped to his boxers, and slid into the bed next to Arin, pulling the rabbit in a close hug, both of them sighing at the warmth and comfort of the other. Ewan felt as if he'd died and gone to heaven, finally holding the love of his life in bed, not that they were actually 'doing' anything. Arin just sighed and melted into the strong wolf's embrace, feeling extremely comfortable. Eventually they both drifted off into a deep sleep, the closeness helping greatly, the brotherly love emanating from the couple.

To Be Continued...

JakeM