Feathers on Fur
Feathers on Fur
He swam...
Not in water but in emotion, in song, in ecstasy. Lights flashed, colors whirled, and the ground shook. Hundreds of foot-paws stomping and jumping in sync to the most energetic music he had ever heard. Thumps, snares, synths, buzzes, and whistles. An electric mix or generic rifts and chords mixed to make such an uplifting melody. He felt free, alive, whole, a single element that made up a much bigger being.
It was working; somewhere in the back of his head he knew it was the drug that was making him feel this way but he wouldn't bring himself to believe that this was all synthetic emotion, it was real and inside of him; a part of his beating heart. He felt carefree for the first time in months, all of his worries magically melted away.
Buzz danced like he never had before, swinging his arms in the air, through the crowd of people; a sea of happiness, of love. In fact he had never danced once before this day, but he was pro now. Faces blurred past him, all with the same content, happy, blissful look; canines and felines, deer and bear, rodents and birds, all together in one place regardless of sub-species or sex. Many different scents wafted through the warm air, hormones and pheromones; congregating into a single smell that enhanced the trips of the ravers.
Buzz knew some of the people from his school. Two female cougars from his civics class danced a foot away, pacifiers in mouth and glow stick necklaces; arms on each other, bouncing in rhythm to the music. A ferret from his creative writing class stood motionless while a another gray wolf like Buzz gave him a light show by twirling two glow sticks on the end of strings around his body.
The song was almost at its peak and was about to crash down into one final chord spike, (that's what Buzz called them).
"Everybody's freeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." A voice rang out in silence. Buzz raised his large arms into the air in anticipation, he could hear screams, cheers, and whistles as the snares kicked up (he truly felt free) and after only a moments reprieve the thumping returned and the ocean of bodies bounced again; a flood of fur lights. He thought he was peaking himself, after two hours of bouncing and dancing and yelling he still felt amazing and after one final wave of euphoria the song came back down into a single bass thump.
Buzz only paused a moment to get his bearings, he had danced towards the bar again and thought that he should order a drink this time. It was a small rave in comparison to Monster Massive or Electric Daisy Festival but the warehouse was at least the size of a football field. Set up to house the DJ tower (stage) and the bar, there was still enough room for almost a thousand people. Buzz wondered how many where here now but his head spun, remembering he had taken a speed base pill. He didn't remember the name Ralph had used for it nor did he feel level enough to estimate how many people were now under this very roof.
The tigress behind the crowded bar was showing off her drink making skills as Buzz approached the emptier end, pushing through a crowd of dancers. He had briefly met her earlier in the evening. He and Ralph had gotten a couple of orange juices from her to help their roll along. Ralph had paid little attention to her but Buzz thought she was pretty good looking, and now that he was rolling he thought she looked more than pretty, if that was even possible. He noticed very suddenly how sweaty he was, fur matted and sticking to his skin. He was shirtless, as were half of the other guys in the warehouse, even a few females were to. He felt warm but the large fans set up around the bar where there to help the ravers cool off if they seemed overheated.
Buzz took a seat at the corner of the bar, particularly close to one of them and let his tongue hang out of his mouth as he enjoyed the cool air rushing through his fur.
"You must love car rides."
Buzz looked forward and saw the tigress standing there pouring an orange juice and a water. They gave away free water with every drink, most likely to keep the ravers hydrated and safe. She smiled as she pushed them towards him.
"On the house." She said when He raised the eyebrow over his black patched eye. It was usually a charming point; he was entirely a solid silvery gray except for the black patch of fur over his left eye. "Because you're so cute."
Buzz smiled and tipped the glass of water over his muzzle; draining it in one gulp but the OJ he sipped leisurely.
"So where's your foxy buddy?" She pressed; there were two other bartenders; a shirtless lion that had too many muscles for his own good and a slender bat with piercings through both of her ears. The tigress rested an arm on the bar and smiled. "Haven't seen him in the last hour."
"He's probably off sleazing himself on unsuspecting, over age males." Buzz spoke with a roll of his eyes. Ralph was the one who had brought him here. He had been hesitant to go, his moral side kicking in, he was even nervous to take the drugs, having never done anything but drink occasionally, but once the ball had gotten 'rolling' everything seemed like a good idea to Buzz. It was like his uptight demeanor melted away and he didn't care what anyone thought of him. He didn't even think anyone here would think bad about him anyways, everyone was here for the same reason, love, peace and unity, or so it seemed.
"And you don't have a problem with that?" The tigress asked standing up a little straighter. Her face showed a little confusion. Buzz doubted that she was rolling, bartending being her job and all. "Sleazing off on other guys?"
"Why would I?" Buzz asked, almost laughing at such a ridiculous thought.
"Well, aren't you two," The tigress asked hooking her two pointing fingers together. "You know..."
"Together?" Buzz almost yelled, ears shooting up in shock. The tigress looked worried almost like she had offended him, but when he started laughing her ears fell and the worried look turned to confusion.
"Me with Ralph," Buzz laughed clutching his stomach as a stitch arouse from all of his heavy dancing. "Ralph's the one who likes bumping and grinding on guys at raves. I'm just his friend, he brought me here."
The tigress' features relaxed and she smiled, patting her head with her paw.
"Well I guess I'm the stupid one for assuming something like that." The tigress laughed along with Buzz.
"No, it's alright." Buzz said taking a drink of OJ to clear his throat, and thought back to the two cougars form his civics class. "I guess I should have expected something like that this being a rave known to draw in people with the same sexual preference as Ralph."
"So you're single then?" The tigress asked refilling his drink, this time adding a bit of rum even though Buzz didn't have a wrist band allowing him to drink.
"Only if you don't count Ralph trying to get into my pants every so often." Buzz said and they shared another laugh. The tigress looked about to say something else but was cut off as a deep voice called out for her attention.
A large red-tailed hawk took up a seat on the other side of the corner from Buzz. He could tell instantly that he wasn't here to enjoy the rave. The bold white letters of "SECURITY" on black stretched across his broad chest, a role he fit quite perfectly into. Buzz felt his brain fire up and estimated that he was at least two sixty, two seventy five pounds. Red-brown feathers frayed out above his eyes and came down over light brown in peppered streaks to his shoulders.
"Jack on ice, Mikaila." He said simply, hanging his shoulders low as he rested his white feathered arms on the bar. He looked tired, the darker brown feathers on his arms looked ruffled but at second glance Buzz could tell he was just worn out, sick of this place probably. Maybe this wasn't his type of music, just something he had to put up with while working. He could at least tell that, Mikaila was it, actually liked the loud thumping bass. Buzz didn't normally listen to Techno or House, he liked his metal, fast, loud, and full of inaudible screams and growls but it was a nice change of pace once in a while.
"Just getting off Delsin?" Mikaila asked the hawk as she poured the liquor over ice. Another song was starting up but Buzz felt compelled to stay at the bar. He couldn't put his paw on it but something about the hawk suddenly intrigued the wolf. When Mikaila placed the glass in front of Delsin, the hawk was drawn back out of his own mind and only just seemed to have heard her.
"Yeah, just another day of watching children run amuck to fake music." He grumbled and with that drained his glass in one gulp. Mikaila was right on cue, refilling his glass within seconds; she obviously knew how the guy drank. He drained that too, it made Buzz smile, he didn't know why, it just did.
"Take it easy on them." Mikaila said setting the bottle of jack on the counter so Delsin could refill his own glass. "I listen to the music to ya know, so you're throwing me in there with the 'children'."
The hawk grunted a short laugh, with his glass raised halfway to his lips. "Anyone who looks at you would know you're not a child."
Mikaila narrowed her eyes and grinned evilly.
"I take it you're talking about my personality," She said with her hands placed seductively on her hips. "Or am I going to have to file a sexual harassment grievance?"
"Which ever one you think suits you best." Delsin said before draining his glass.
"Jezzus did someone pull on your tail feathers today or what?" Mikaila said with a smile
Buzz laughed at this, his heightened state of perception must be affecting his scene of humor. He knew he wouldn't have found something like that as funny as he found it now. Mikaila just grinned but Delsin looked at Buzz with narrowed eyes, only he wasn't grinning like Mikaila had.
"And what's so funny raver boy?" Delsin said deeply. Buzz stopped laughing but couldn't wipe the smile off his face. He wasn't afraid of the large security bird but he knew respect when it was needed. Besides, he didn't think he could be mean in the state he was in.
Buzz almost ignored him and returned to his orange juice but the hawk continued to stare at him. Buzz could feel his eyes on him; the piercing stare of a hawk. It sent tingles throughout his body and for one reason or another; a strange feeling arose in his pants. The drugs prevented him from frowning but a worried lump built in his throat. He couldn't explain the feeling, not even in his own head because it was something he had never felt before. He was almost thankful when Mikaila filled his glass with an extra shot of rum.
With his head back and eyes shut he downed it just like Delsin had. He wanted to shudder, like after taking a spoon full of cough medicine but he held on to the underside of the bar, nails digging into the wood and took the sickening feeling in complete stride. He set the glass down and saw Mikaila smiling.
"At least take it easy on this one." She said in a giggle as she pointed over to Buzz, she must have liked his little stunt. "Buzz is a real good guy, so be nice to him."
Buzz felt a sudden twinge of guilt. Not that he wasn't a nice guy, normally, but he was always so uptight, and shy even, if we was sober right now he knew he wouldn't be as friendly, but at this very moment he felt like he could take on even Delsin with his kindness.
And he sure did look ready to say some other sarcastic remark when the huge lion from down the bar roared out the tigress' name.
"MIKAILA." Her ears fell as she turned. There was a huge swarm of furs down on the other side of the bar. Buzz noticed that the music had switched over two what Ralph had called 'chillout'. It was down tempo and soothing compared to the beats from before. The lights over the stage where all a pale blue, even the LSD's behind the shelves of alcohol had turned a more mellow color. Flocks of bodies were moving towards the other end of the bar. Hoards of thirsty ravers, eyes wide, ears all perked up.
Mikaila fled to help with barely a wave to each of them.
"Great." Delsin said taking up his bottle, pouring himself a healthy shot. Buzz could see that his beak was turning a reddish color under the eyes; he was getting drunker. "More children, why don't I just go to a bar downtown or something?"
The hawk had spoken to no one but himself but Buzz looked at him as if he understood. He almost cursed the fact that he had taken the drugs, happiness and all. He knew that it must be the reason why he was feeling so strange around the bird. So in an attempt to have some sort of conversation Buzz rushed to try and think of something to say. Anything...
"Being around a bunch of gay ravers is tough, right?"
Delsin's stare shot back to him, that piercing gaze that could have turned water to stone. Instantly Buzz wish he could have taken back the comment. He wasn't even sure where it had come from.
"You have a problem with gays?" Delsin said deeply, looking ready to stand up.
"N-no, no my best friend is gay." Buzz waved his paws in front of his face.
"But you find it tough to be around gay people?" Delsin said with his glass clutched firmly in his claws.
"No I didn't mean it like that." Buzz said suddenly feeling frantic. He didn't want Delsin to get the wrong idea. "I just meant..."
"HEY BUZZY." A tall red fox materialized out of the crowd wearing plastic beaded jewelry up to his elbow on each arm, accompanied by two identical looking tabby cats clutching his sides. He wasn't so flashy all the time. His homosexuality wasn't thrown in people's faces, but after having a conversation with him you could just tell he was. After he painstakingly pulled himself from them he threw his arms around Buzz. The tabbies folded their arms and looked on in jealousy. "Buzzy I got a date so I'm gonna leave with them is that ok?"
"You're asking permission?" Buzz asked not knowing if he was supposed to hug back or not. Ralph was sweaty and smelled heavily of fox and cat musk, two smells Buzz never really liked. But Ralph had been his friend since elementary school; he was the one who Ralph had come out too and the one who had defended him in high school; his body guard so to speak. He didn't really need defending these days but he was still his good friend and nothing would change that.
"Of course," Ralph said pulling back until he was arms length, hands still resting on Buzz's broad shoulders. He could still feel Delsin's gaze on him, sizing him up, judging him. "I don't want to ditch you without someone to hang with or such, I appreciate the ride here." The Ralph moved in a little closer. "The twins there live near me. Who would have known right?"
"Have a great time then, sexstacy and all."" Buzz grinned, he knew his friend all too well.
"I'll tell you all about it." Ralph laughed.
"Spare me the details."
With that Ralph leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Buzz grew warm with embarrassment but didn't mind it because Ralph knew their boundaries and a small kiss at a rave wasn't crossing the line. However, he knew Delsin was still watching and this was proof enough that he didn't have problems with gay people.
"Bye Buzzy see you tomorrow, I hope." Ralph grinned as he waved goodbye, the tabbies taking up their positions once again. Buzz followed them with a small smile until they disappeared into the crowd. It truly didn't bother him; he felt a little weird after it though. He remembered a few other times when Ralph had kissed him and it had always made him feel strange, not uncomfortable; just strange.
"So," The voice made Buzz jump up and off of his seat. He hadn't forgotten about Delsin but having been semi lost in thought had momentarily put him off. The Hawk finally wore a grin but as far as Buzz could see it was far from a friendly one. "I was a little wrong about you. You don't have a problem with gays because you yourself are one."
"WHAT?" Buzz yelled, he hadn't taken offence but the fact that he had been called gay after receiving a single kiss made him upset. "I told you, my friend is, I'm not."
The hawk's grin lessened but didn't disappear altogether. He stood and drained the remnants of his glass down his beak; snake-like tongue licking his outer bill. Buzz could tell he was thoroughly drunk having now finished three fourths of the bottle of jack. He swayed a moment but was never in any danger of falling over. He carefully set the glass back down, seeming to realize just how drunk he was. When he turned to Buzz the feathers above his eyes furrowed, his brown eyes shining like jewels in the phosphorescent lights.
"Listen," He said, precariously taking a step towards buzz who didn't know if he should try to catch the huge bird should he fall. "When you're someone like me you have these sorts of hunches and I usually know when there right or simply hunches."
Buzz didn't know what he was talking about and the confusion was killing his roll. He remembered that he didn't have to give his fox friend a ride and the hawk in front of him was clearly too drunk to drive if he had his own car.
"Hey, listen buddy," Buzz said trying to put on a nice face even though the guy had nearly insulted him by calling him something he clearly wasn't. "You're obviously too drunk to drive, d'you want a ride home? I'd be more than willing to..."
"Shut up." The red-tail said grabbing the wolf by his shoulders and pushing him back a few steps towards the darkness behind them. Buzz looked around quickly, they were too far down the bar for anyone to really notice them and Mikaila was in over her head trying to serve so many furs at once to come to the rescue. "I may be drunk, but I know when I'm right about someone."
Buzz's eyes narrowed and his teeth showed in a snarl, he had almost had it with this guy. He had to admit that he had a short temper sometimes, especially sober. He had played football in his freshman and sophomore years and wasn't afraid to clobber this guy if he continued to insult him, regardless if the guy was taller and bigger than him.
"Hey, I fucking told you." Buzz nearly snarled as the hawk continued to push him farther and farther from the bar. "I'm not fucking gay. How many times do I... "
His eyes widened, ears flattened, muscles tensed under fur and somewhere in his stomach his hart fell. The hawk's warm beak was over his muzzle, his hands still firmly on Buzz's shoulders. He was frozen, his body wouldn't work. He screamed for his legs to move, for his arms to push the red-tail away but he just stood there. He worried that it was the drugs telling him to stay, to stand there, muscles numb. He had heard stories of things like this happening to people on E but not in a million years would he have thought that it could happen to him. He hated himself for taking the drugs now, regardless of the great feeling they had given him.
It wasn't until the hawk's bill came off his own, saliva covered muzzle, that he blinked. Delsin's eyes hadn't closed either; they had remained partially open, taking in what he had done to the wolf. Though his eye lids worked, Buzz's muscles remained dead. He wasn't sure how he remained standing but all he could do was stare in the bewildered face he now wore.
"The pup liked it." Delsin said taking a claw and running it through the fur on Buzz's head as if he were some kind of pet. Thoughts whizzed through Buzz's head, though his face remained quite blank. Surely it had to be the drug. It was telling his body that he liked it, telling his brain that he wanted more, right? He didn't really want something like that, not with another male. That would make him a... No he wasn't, he had never thought like that. He always felt strange when Ralph had kissed him, he liked girls. Like Mikaila, the way she made him feel was... She made him feel like... Like what? How did girls make him feel? They made him feel like...
His brain began to panic and it only started to register on his face when Delsin ran his claw down his bare chest, sliding lower and lower. He couldn't stop him, he was still body numb. He couldn't react beyond a single stifled yip as Delsin reached a section where no other male had ever touched him. The thing that horrified him even worse was that he had come out of his sheath and was pressing hard against the insides of his cargo shorts, straining to break free.
"What did I tell ya?" Delsin laughed patting the wolf on the head, amused at the mixed expression of crave and fear on his face. "Hard as a rock from a single kiss, if that's not gay than I don't know what is."
Buzz whimpered in semi realization. Never had a girl made him feel this way after such a short time. It usually took more than a single kiss, much more. He had never questioned why. But if everything Delsin was saying was true then why had he never thought of a guy this way? Why had Ralph's kisses made him feel weird and uneasy?
Suddenly Buzz realized Delsin had backed him up against a wall, it felt cold against his back, even through all his fur. It was dark in the secluded corner of the warehouse, this worried Buzz because it would be difficult for anyone to see them back here, but at the same time something in the back of his head told him that this was a good thing. A good thing...?
"Maybe ya just needed a little experimentation." Delsin said as he fiddled with the button on Buzz's shorts. He wanted to stop him but again his arms remained at his side with no intention of stopping the hawk as he pulled on the zipper of the wolf's shorts. "Maybe you need a little release."
"R-release?" Buzz whined; all the anger in his voice from moments ago lost in a wave of panic and expectation. He knew what the bird meant by release and wasn't terribly surprised when Delsin dropped to one knee and lowered the shorts from the wolf's waist; pinkish red cock springing up, knot and all, flinging pre onto the beak of the red-tail. Through the darkness Buzz could see brown glowing eyes marvel at the size of Buzz's member, the look of desire burning. Buzz just stared down, quite amazed himself at such a sight.
Delsin grinned, and this time Buzz could actually see enjoyment in his stare. He was fixed on Buzz's lower half, hands ruffling the fur on the sides of his legs and behind until one claw came up from below and scooped up the pair of furry balls between his legs. He was gentle at first but when a sudden twinge of pain shot up through his gut he noticed Delsin had them between his thumb and fore finger, pulling as his cock leaked pre onto the hawk's security shirt.
"T-t-that, f-feels..." He wasn't going to lie to himself, it felt amazing as Delsin tightened his grip, his beak inches from his dripping wolf-hood. Buzz's tail began to wag in an irregular twitch. It happened when he got excited, ever since he was a little cub his tail always gave him away when he got into situations that made him eager. The only problem was why something like this was making him so eager. He didn't want to admit it but he was longing for the Hawk's warm mouth on him again. "A-amazing."
Delsin grunted a laugh and almost as if he had read Buzz's mind, took the cock into his beak, treating it as a long deserved delicacy. Buzz twitched and his muscles convulsed in the pleasure. It wasn't rough like Buzz thought it would be. He thought that his beak might act like teeth but he slid the massive member in and out smoothly, birdie tongue working its way over and under the shaft.
Buzz remembered suddenly where they were and looked about him, scanning for possible audience. No one noticed them, it truly was too dark for anyone to see them in their secluded corner but if he could see through the darkness he knew there were other's with better nocturnal vision then he. Still, the thought of being discovered worried him, though at the same time it created a feeling like how he had felt when he was kissed by Ralph, was it excitement?
"D-delsin." Buzz groaned in nothing but pleasure, trying his hardest to keep his voice down.
Delsin seemed to be experienced in the art of sucking a dick but the difference in species made it hard for Delsin to get all the way down Buzz's throbbing cock to the knot. Though he did seem to be enjoying himself, mumbling incoherent things up at Buzz; once or twice he thought he heard him say 'umm moaar' making Buzz's body suddenly work, thrusting his hips forward a bit to force his pink meat further down the hawk's throat.
The next DJ was making her way onto the stage, lights dimmed further and volume levels rose. It stared out slow with a cool sounding male voice cooing about 'fantasies' and 'pure delight'. Perfectly fitting for the situation Buzz thought.
Delsin removed his bill from around Buzz's cock finally with a single lick, eyes staring sensual daggers into Buzz's eyes. The wolf was still spurting small amounts of pre but it was a sign that the red-tail had done a thorough job. Standing, Delsin went straight for Buzz's mouth, kissing him deeply; beak on muzzle, feathers on fur. Soft feathers; from a distance one would have thought them fuzzy and irritating to the touch, but they were almost softer than Buzz's silver fur, even more so in certain areas. With hands full of feathers, Buzz kissed back, the taste of wolf and pre overwhelming the booze and hawk flavors. It made his head spin as their tongues intertwined, tasting the other.
Through all this he found himself trying to undo the buttons to Delsin's black pants. But the bird seemed to have another idea. Nearly lifting the wolf off the ground, he spun him around so that the hawk's back was against the wall. Buzz couldn't help but step out of his shorts, he was entirely naked now and it didn't nearly worry him as much than it would have a minute ago. If someone was to catch them then it would be over; they wouldn't be able to quickly dawn their cloths and plead innocence. Delsin just chuckled as he pushed the wolf down into a squatting position; throbbing member smacking the hard waxed floor with a fleshy thud of pre and saliva.
"You think you can suck a dick?" Delsin grinned, and removed his shirt, discarding it a few feet away. He was truly as muscled as the wolf had thought and staring up at the red-tail was like looking up at a perfectly sculpted statue; huge muscular arms extending from a brown feathered chest. Though his stomach wasn't rippled with sickly abs it was still firm and solid. Buzz decided he liked it, for one reason or another and nodded as a grin crossed his muzzle, he still didn't know where these feeling were coming from but thought it best not to fight them any longer. Delsin placed a taloned hand gently on top of Buzz's head and smiled. "Then get at it."
Buzz helped himself to the zipper; he could feel Delsin's meat bulging within. When the pants fell much the same scenario followed as had happened with him. Pre showered down on the wolf, speckling his fur with clear drops. Again his body acted on his own as his pink wolf tongue lapped up a bit that had fallen onto his nose.
Delsin was persistent; before Buzz had a chance to take a breath before plunging into the darkness he knew as the final line between being straight or gay, the hawk took the wolf by the ears he thrust his thick bird cock down the wolf's throat. Buzz almost gagged but seemed to be better at this than he had ever thought. He caught on quickly to the motions, keeping his teeth away from the fast moving flesh.
"Oh boy you're good at this." Delsin said firmly rocking the wolf's head back and forth. Buzz could taste the pre and decided it was a good taste, having never really tasted it before, not even his own.
Every fifth or sixth time the red-tail would jab a little further, a few times Buzz's lips would reach the thick, furry, feathers at the base of the cock.
"Such a great view from up here." Delsin said grinning. "Like a little lap dog, lapping his master's pre."
It didn't bother Buzz for some reason. He didn't think of Delsin as his master, nor was he the submissive type to completely be dominated by the hawk but the thought of letting Delsin do this to him strangely intrigued him.
"Ok I got something better to try." Delsin said nearly ripping his cock from the wolf's muzzle. With a single claw he pulled Buzz to his feet and turned him around so he was facing out towards the crowd. He could see countless furs only about thirty or forty feet away. He felt exposed then, naked with a raging hard-on and standing before, blissfully unaware furs. The only concealment he had was the darkness around him, but knew it would only take a nocturnal fur's attentive stare to spot the two.
Buzz was almost ready to turn back around and ask Delsin what he was going when he felt a clawed hand lift his tail. Buzz stiffened when he remembered the one way two males could 'fuck'. He thought of protesting when he felt Delsin's this tongue against another rarely touched area but the commands from his brain weren't reaching his limbs. Only his right arm moved, but it went to his own cock, still wet with hawk saliva. Pawing himself while the red-tail worked his thin yet thick tongue into his hole, nearly making Buzz lose his seed then, but something told him he should wait. His body clearly wanted this and he found it useless to resist otherwise, it was better to just let it happen and see how he felt about it afterwards.
"Ready for me?" Delsin whispered into the wolf's ear before resting his neck on Buzz's silvery shoulder. He felt as the hawk probed with the tip of his cock. Buzz noticed a bar stool just out of reach, grabbing it and placing it in front of him made it possible to bend over. He knew now that he wanted this, but making it easier to stand was not a bad idea. Knowing how Delsin treated his mouth Buzz knew he wasn't going to take it any easier on his ass.
"Ever been bread before?" Delsin said pushing a single digit into the wolf. Buzz yipped but only softly as the pain wasn't entirely unbearable.
"I told you." Buzz said irritably. "I'm not... I mean, I've never done something like this before." He didn't want to deny being gay when he wasn't even sure of that himself anymore.
"Oh ho, so you'ra virgin?" Delsin drooled in his drunkenness. "Well, just hold on to that stool for dear life."
Buzz swallowed, he felt a strange feeling arise inside his stomach; a mix of worry and anticipation, but before he could brace himself he felt his insides sear as the hawk's cock plowed inside of him with such ease. Buzz's nails dug into the black leather stool, tears welling up in his eyes. To stifle a yelp he had to hold his breath that he didn't release until Delsin slowly began to pull back out, only to have to take another gasp of air when he very suddenly jabbed inward once again.
"It was an easy entry but boy are you tight." Delsin murmured into the darkness. Buzz could barely hear him over the music and he tried not to listen as the sound of Delsin pushing in and out began to grow louder as he gradually gained speed. Every fourth or fifth time his sack would come clashing into his, sending pleasurable jolts of pain through Buzz's body. He didn't have to paw himself, he figured at this rate he'd be cumming within seconds. "But you sure do know how to take a cock, for a virgin."
"I-I'm, g-gonna, c-c-cum." Buzz yipped as softly as he could, each word nearly being forced out by a particularly hard thrust. They were long, repetitive, thrusts, smooth strokes but still rough on Buzz.
"Go ahead but I'm not stopping till I cum." Delsin mussed.
Buzz felt his muscles convulse again, only this time it was in an attempt to keep his cum inside of him, to hold on for dear life until the last moment. He tried to listen to the music as he held onto the bar stool. The beats and snares, chords and notes, something to distract his mind to prolong the experience. He honestly didn't want it to be over. He found himself longing for each thrust, each jab, and when he felt that familiar feeling rush up from within his gut, he knew it was too late.
Stream after stream shot from the tip of Buzz's blood-reddened wolf-hood, thick ropes of cum shot, splashing to the ground. He could see his makeshift reflection in the clear dark floor; face scrunched up in the most powerful orgasm he had ever felt. Even after he had stopped shooting his cock was still dripping a steady amount of cum. Buzz was thankful that there were so many different smells in the air to cover up the musk of his cum, even he couldn't smell it much.
"Damn, raver boy," Delsin said, having not slowed or lost his smooth pumps as he watched the wolf cum. "You sure can cum."
Buzz felt himself smiling, it had felt wonderful but now the feeling of Delsin's thrusts were becoming painful again, having gotten sensitive after cumming.
"I told you, were not done till I cum," Delsin said and reached below the wolf taking hold of his still very erect cock. "Might as well make you cum again."
Buzz took a shaky deep breath and held it for as long as he could; taking each repetitive pounding. Delsin speed up and was slipping in and out of buzz so fast the wolf had trouble keeping the stool on all for legs.
"Gonna shoot right up into ya." Delsin nearly growled.
Buzz could have sworn that the hawk swelled inside of him before releasing. A momentary pause, the whole warehouse was silent; a break in the music. It stung Buzz's ears as he held his breath, heart beat thumping in his head. He could feel every muscle in his body tense up, nails digging into the wood below leather. Then with a crash everything came down. Lights flared from the stage, bright and vivid enough to illuminate every corner of the warehouse. Music boomed, thumped, and Delsin exploded, gushing more cum into the wolf then there was on the floor. Buzz, caring less whether someone heard him, let alone see them nearly growled as he came again; shooting just as much cum as he had before, creating a small puddle on the waxed floor.
Delsin fell back against the wall behind them, whether from orgasm or his drunkenness, pulling Buzz with him as he slumped further down the wall. They slipped down, legs sprawled out in front of themselves and came to rest, wolf in the hawk's lap, still plugged up by a massive red-tail cock.
"Stay here," Delsin's arms wrapped themselves around and under the wolf's arms in a hug. Buzz held on to the feathery white arms, eye's half open, exhausted from they're excursion. He felt comfortable there, feeling the rise and fall of Delsin's broad chest beneath him. He couldn't have gotten up, even if he had wanted to.
They sat there, half watching the colors dance out from the stage in tune with the music. Breathing in each other's scents and they held on to each other. Buzz wasn't sure what he felt then; renewed, fulfilled, blissful... He knew that something had been missing, a part of him, shut up inside a wolf who was always so uptight about things, felt weird when guys kissed him, and felt nothing when girls did. Maybe he had been misreading the signs, misreading who he was. He still wasn't sure if he could answer that.
"Stupid music." Delsin grunted behind the wolf. Buzz smiled, he had to admit; it was pretty repetitive and the last few songs had sounded the same. But then again that could be said about a lot of music. Even the metal that he liked was pretty repetitive, they had been repetitive. Buzz laughed at his joke and Delsin moved a leg, taloned feet clutching at nothing.
"What's so funny?" Delsin asked beneath him.
Buzz just smiled to himself.
"Hey, my offer still stands." Buzz spoke up. "If you need a ride home or something."
"You old enough to drive?" the hawk said semi sarcastically.
Come to think of it buzz never learned the hawk's age. He was old enough to drink so he had to be over twenty-one. That was almost a three year difference.
"Well, I'm still in high school." Buzz felt Delsin tense up underneath him. "But don't worry; I've been eighteen for six months now."
"But you were drinkin at the bar." Delsin stated.
"like Mikaila said," Buzz said slowly getting up, the feeling of Delsin's cock slipping out of him sent shivers up his back. Cum gushed out and onto the floor as he stood; grabbing his shorts while he rose. It was dark again and they had their semi privacy again. "I'm a likeable guy."
"Yeah? I sure like the cum seepin out of ya." Delsin said trying to stand. When buzz had both legs through his shorts he helped the red-tail stand; both paws on his massive forearm. "Thanks, this music is givin me a headache."
"So where do you live?" Buzz asked handing the hawk his pants.
"Over in the south end." Delsin said taking the pants and pulling both his legs through. "Nice neighborhood, shitty apartment."
"I live in the north end." Buzz said scratching his head, he thought fast. He had been the submissive one tonight; he had been Delsin's lap dog, his pet. But maybe he could set up a situation where he was the one in control. He thought he finally figured everything out tonight. He had never really known who he was before meeting Delsin, the hawk who had made him feel so different, but he had a feeling that he wasn't done figuring himself out, "But I'm going to a show tomorrow, you could crash at my house if you wanted a nicer place to stay. My father's away on business."
Delsin's eye's narrowed again but it wasn't with the malicious intent they had harbored before. He seemed to be sizing up the wolf.
"Another rave?" the hawk asked.
"Nah, just my usual scene, mostly metal and hardcore bands." Buzz said and smiled when Delsin's face lit up.
"You like metal and Hardcore?" Delsin asked impressed, he had clearly misjudged the wolf.
"Among other things." Buzz nodded, feeling like he stood a bit taller next to the hawk.
The hawk just threw his stained shirt over his shoulder and together they made their way past the bar, stopping only to say goodbye to Mikaila who had wondered where they had skittered off to. She seemed to interpret their grins as they stood shoulder to shoulder looking back and forth between each other. Though she seemed to be a little disappointed she wished Buzz good luck and said she'd see Delsin at work on Monday. The two had left their mess for the janitors to clean up, Delsin said he didn't want to have to clean up two messes in one night, hinting at the fact that their night together wasn't over just yet.
The End...