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WARNING:

Drug use, drug abuse.

This story is a combination of my own experience with addiction as well as aspects of others’ experience.

An intoxicated and post-orgasmic stoat woman hazily confirmed that there intention was to stay at the passionate raccoon’s home, “Mmmh… There’s nowhere else I’d rather be right now.” The visible elation that Vivian could detect in the periphery of her visual field lit a spark and a giggle while she snuggled in closer to the man who had just swept her away from the rave into and into his bed.

As planned, Ryan and Vivian mellowed out as the drugs effects faded back. Their night turned to basic physical contact and affection as the conversation flowed and eventually trailed off. The male raccoon had his dark tan furred stoat pulled over so she could wrap herself around him while he held one of her sweet, delicate hands in his black one. This position was held and deeply enjoyed but eventually the final phase of any hard partying night for Ryan had arrived. A constant supply of ketamine was kept in possession because of the profound effects it had at countering hard comedowns by making them shorter and much easier.

Several rounds of the beautiful crystalline substance were snorted up and the strange, wonky psychedelic effects took the two on interesting journeys with unusual distortions of proprioception, time, and the visual field turning clunky and fascinating. The witching hours burned on until around 4:30 A.M. rolled around. A time which brought the pair into deep, unrousable unconsciousness up until around noon. Upon waking, Ryan’s eyes now with nearly regular sized pupils and displaying the natural vibrant blue, were blinked repeatedly and inevitably landed on his guest. The two had wrapped their tails wrapped around one another, much to the delight of the raccoon. Skipping beats in his chest, his heart twanged with an affection that continued on into his more grounded and sober state of mind. From that moment until that of Vivian’s waking, the dreamy woman’s face was pet over and over.

Stirring out of a deep, restful slumber, Vivian came to which an, “Awhh…! Oh my god… this is adorable!” Before pulling her precious bandit face to her and into a kiss that weakened them both. As a result of the emotions that stirred in each lover caused a brief dilation of the dark pits that had been all consuming during the main activities of the previous night.

After their lips parted and the two drank in the sight of each other, Vivian drifted off in thought before inquiring, “Hey, umm. What time is it?”

Processing everything somewhat sluggishly, the depleted raver separated from the mustelid woman in order to twist his upper body over and manage to tap the screen of his phone and groggily shared, “Mmh.. Looks like noon. Are you needing to go…?” The mere thought brought a tone of sadness to his voice.

Vivian immediately reflected the same degree of upset while confessing, “I… Yeah. I think I really should get home. Honestly…. I’m probably gonna sleep for the next two days. Heh. I’m really sorry!”

Sharp raccoon teeth chewed on his lower lip in disappointment, “Ohhh…. It’s okay. I absolutely get it. I just... heh! I really, really like you and I’d prefer if I could just keep you here longer, but I’ll get you a ride home.” To perform such a task involved utilizing his phone, which currently had both ketamine and blow leftovers on it. In a moment of apathetic indifference and laziness, the powders were dumped off onto the dark wooden nightstand. After obtaining the destination information, a few quick taps completed the transaction and had a ride on the way.

“There! All set. Ugh.. five minutes away. Wanna cozy up to me for a few before I see you off?” The answer was already plastered all over the stoats face and lit Ryan up like no other! She actually didn’t even answer, just dove right into what her heart most desired. Silence, except for the type of cute and frequent kissing that usually identified a new couple, saturated the room. Ultimately, this instance had an expiration time and when the hired ride was at less than a minute away, the lovers slid out of bed. Vivian easily slipped into her beautiful black dress and Ryan only had motivation enough to pull on a pair of spandex boxer briefs to allow for his escorting of Vivian to the door.

At the sight of a black eco-friendly car, Ryan gave one last kiss with all the passion he had to give and then apologized, “Mmh.. Thank you so much for such an amazing night. I’ll never forget it. Oh… and sorry to send you off going commando, heh.”

Breathless after such a powerful expression of affection, Vivian brought her muzzle to the ear of her sweet raccoon man, “Thank you too! I won’t either. And mmh… don’t be. It’s actually making me hot enough to stay awake just a little bit longer when I get home. Hehe~ Should make me sleep VERY nice. Mmm… Good bye, Ryan. Text me or something!”

“Heh! Well damn…. I will! Sleep well, cutie.” Ryan watched on from his doorstep in his underwear as his crush walked away, thin brown tail swishing adorably, and was driven off. “Damn… Vivian.. wow…” He thought, “Well… back to bed. Better rest up if I’m gonna hit that dude’s party tonight.” as the path back inside and to his bedroom was taken. This time the long haired bandit planned to have actual fuel inside him, rather than *only* drugs keeping him going. It was actually the preference to go in well nourished but that was impossible when pure cocaine was blasted into his brain upon waking. A solid amount of smoothie remained, so it was seized and chugged in one go until he felt he could burst. After the self care, a face plant into the soft bed led nearly immediately into additional hours of complete slumber.

Irritating tones blared on repeat as the alarm set for 5:00 P.M. activated and burned at the groggy raccoon’s ears. Grumbling in displeasure, Ryan sat up and deactivated the noise maker, cursing it as he began processing the world and remembering the plans made for a couple hours from now. “Fuckin thing. Gahhh!” After booting up mentally, a couple of things needed to be addressed while getting ready for yet another night out.

A quick shoveling of leftover berries while getting in contact with both Arden and Mondero to figure out the plan. Dero was out with some other friends and would not be able to attend. Arden sounded beyond elated to hear that Ryan was confirming his attendance and established an amount of drugs that his party would be interested in for the young dealer to deliver. It was not out of the ordinary for Ryan to make deliveries or remain home to allow for a pickup and the darker of the best friends knew where everything was kept.

Showering took away some, but not all, of the grungy and burnt out feeling of a night of such excess. To cover himself, he went with some long black basketball style shorts and another torn tank top with an upside down pentagram and a demonic looking raccoon glaring out. To perk up and chase away any remaining depletion, irritability, and sadness the entirety of the powders left over from earlier were combined and racked up in two lines to be sniffed up in one go. The large mixed lines of snow and ket nearly instantaneously purged the residual sensations of coming down and the exhaustion from such a busy night. Completely fixed up, Ryan bounced to the supplies and weighed and packaged everything necessary, plus a little bit of dissociative for himself.

While sniffling away and securing the drugs, a ride was once again arranged for in order to be transported to Arden's home. The ride to the wolf's place was awkward and uncomfortable as the elk cabbie spent quite a bit of time glaring back at the sniffling passenger with clear disdain for anyone using drugs. Upon arrival, neither man said anything as Ryan left and sort of fled for the relative safety away from the ire of this hostile driver.

A beaming wolf face greeted Ryan and ushered him in with enthusiasm and introduced him to the room, “Everyone! This is Ryan! We met him last night at the warehouse party. I had him bring some of those DELICIOUS goodies from that weird dude. Hehehe!”

The scene only had about twelve people in attendance and a few people happily introduced themselves while the rest either gave a simple wave or were absorbed in their current activities. Arden, shirtless and showing off a well toned upper body, clad in only a pair of scarlet silken pajama pants led his guest to a completely open sofa and the pair kicked back to do their business and then chatted a little bit. Typical banter that rewarded the raccoon with basic information, styles of preferred music, shows, movies, etc. same as with meeting anybody. Arden shared that he was 38 and worked in the tech field, which allowed him to work from home, choose his hours, and paid handsomely! Partying had been a huge part of his life and he seemed to have it all together. Even owned the home they were in along with his partner, a male Doberman named David.

Having collected some information and achieved a bit of pleasant bonding Ryan, feeling the downward pull of fatigue, dumped out the small amount of remaining cocaine onto the glass coffee table in front of them and sadly shared, “Hey, uhh. Last night I went pretty hard and as much as I wanna party tonight, I’m just getting too tired. I’ve got a bit of coke we can share, but I’ll have to head home to crash probably pretty soon… I’m really sorry dude…”

Arden scooted over and wrapped an arm around his new friend and pulled them tightly together. Comfort was offered with an almost overly sweet quality, “Aww, no worries! We’ll see when we get there. For now, I’ll get you a drink while you prep that up!” And then a blueberry lemonade flavored seltzer was provided for each of the two.

Alcohol and the cocaine were consumed and the wolf and raccoon chatted energetically for about an hour before Ryan lost all clarity, energy, and focus. He politely interjected, Hey man.. I’m sorry. I think I need to go.. I’m so wiped out.. I really wanna kick it more but I’m so *burnt*..”

Arden listened intently and seemed to tactfully bring up, “No worries! If that’s what you need to do, I can’t hold it against you. I mean… it’s not like I’ve never been there, right? HA! But if you really wanna stay up and hang with us I don’t mind sharing my stash, silly!”

Soothing rubs covered the entirety of the back of Ryan’s pentagram covered back while he took the time to sort through his muddy mind. “Well, shit.. That’d be great! Rolling makes me tired though, so if you’ve got some more blow or something I’d be down. If that’s alright with you…”

The dark grey coated wolf grinned an interesting smile and made a quick request, “It ABSOLUTELY is! In fact… I insist! But while I get things ready, would you mind bringing the goods I bought to my boyfriend? He’s in the bedroom straight down that hallway. Just so you know, he’s a pretty… mm, how do I say this..? He may be nude and probably has his dick in his hand. Your X has had him *extremely* fired up. Hehe. If that’s what’s happening, just tell him that I told you to deliver it real quick. Just toss the stuff on the bed and you can bounce out. Is that cool..?”

Rattled by what felt to be an unexpected and uncomfortable request, as part of his early stages of acquaintance with Arden, Ryan chuckled purely out of nerves before accepting, “Heh heh! Oh, uhh… yeah. Yeah, sure. I can do that.” Then the variety baggie of drugs was transferred into his hand prior to a turnabout that led down the fairly long hallway. As was cautioned, David lay spread out on the bed with his head raised against a pillow leaned on the headboard in order to observe the hot man on man action blaring on the massive television screen. The smell of lube absolutely filled the room and the slick noisy fapping noises of furious masturbation was less than what the young adult would call comfortable. Still, the mission went as planned with a fairly silent transfer before he slipped out and closed the door.

Upon returning, the fatigued raver slumped down with a loud thump into the couch and gazed down at two lines chopped up and prepared for snorting with a rolled up $100 bill next to one. Attempting to decompress a bit he joked, “Well… I’d say those pills work! Heh!”

Arden chuckled out of sexual affection for his mate, “Hehehe. I do hope that wasn’t too bad for you. I suppose you don’t see someone go at it like that often? Well, I appreciate you helping get the party favors to him. You’re up for first line, my man!” An accompanying gesture to the glass table emphasized the offering.

Ryan felt a deep relief at the opportunity to charge back up and not be a party bummer. “Heh! Can’t say I do. But you’re welcome, and thanks so much!” His posture changed into a leaning down form and dropped to one knee in between the two pieces of furniture. After grabbing the bill and closing the distance between his face and the lines, something caused him to pause and request clarification! “Oh.. umm. Hold up a sec. What is this..? This doesn’t look like coke…” To punctuate the question, the bandit face glanced with concern towards the host of this party.

Arden had a puzzled look plastered across his face as the wolf tried to piece together what exactly the issue seemed to be. “Uhh.. Nah, it’s crystal?”

“Oh…. Uhh.. I’ve never done that before.. I almost never even do coke.”

As everything clicked into place, Arden once again rubbed the back of the now overwhelmed, anxious, and uncertain younger male. “Oh shit! My bad. You just seemed so geeked up last night that I just kinda assumed… But. You’re more than welcome to try it. The two really aren’t that different. Speed just lasts longer. Less up and down and all that. I mean… I’d really love if you could stay and enjoy yourself here. And if you don’t like it or whatever, I’ll get you home safe and sound and I’ll give you something that’ll knock you right out.” A look of what appeared to be genuine care seemed to disarm a ton of the internal struggle within the nocturnal creature.

Some sense of peer pressure mixed with feeling awful from coming down and feeling comforted and supported caused the next action to be inevitable. Ryan leaned down and ripped the line designated as his and almost immediately doubled over in agony. Searing pain burned in his skull and he felt like he had been kicked in the face. This stage only lasted about seven seconds before it began trailing off over the next 30 seconds. While breathing heavily through the scorching subsiding away, Arden snatched the tube from Ryan’s hand and sniffed up his line, making it look FAR more easy than what the newbie had dealt with.

This huge moment wasn’t exactly as hardcore as it may appear. Though early on in his drug using career Ryan had firmly sworn against all the hard stuff which was eventually compromised again and again until only meth, heroin, PCP, and cocaine remained on the list. After trying blow, an intense curiosity for trying the others developed and ultimately left the door unlocked for the possibility of testing them out ‘just once'. That door had just opened for methamphetamine.

Adrenaline and endorphins surged through Ryan’s system before the crystal could have a chance to act. During the period of waiting and well into the come-up, Arden pulled the stunned man back up onto the couch and resumed physical contact only this time it was directly on his back rather than outside his tank top. Once centered back into himself and much more awake and fueled, Ryan allowed himself to be paraded around to be much more officially introduced to everyone. Arden appeared to be over the moon as his fluffy greyscale tail wagged in extraordinary happiness and pride while showing off his sexy new friend.

Regular smoke breaks were taken to puff down menthol infused cigarettes in between chatting rapidly with everyone that seemed to be new great friends in a similar fashion to being on ecstasy and cocaine. And on the topic of E, at around 10:15, the extra energy provided by the meth made taking one of the BARK’S pills seem like a possibility since the likelihood of excess sedation was slim to none.

Around 11 P.M., after TONS of chatting and making connections/future customers and an extended period of checking out everything the intelligent and charismatic wolf had to show in the ways of tech and his line of work, the dark grey furred canine casually dropped an offer of a redose, “Y’know… I think I’m gonna boost up a bit. You’re free to join me if you’d like!”

Already swept away into an insanely pleasurable experience, heavily increased with the addition of roughly 200 mg of MDA, the urge to continue into the night was all-consuming. “Fuck yeah! Well…. Actually, burning my face off again isn’t exactly enticing..”

Arden laughed heartily and assured his hot, young companion that other arrangements could be made. “Not a problem, my dear. I’ll grab something else we can try.” A lean but powerful wolf hand planted itself on the small of the raccoon’s back and seemed to be, unnoticed by the loaded younger male, caressed with a great deal of pleasure being taken by the one giving the contact.

Following his return to the cozy couch, Ryan kicked back and checked his phone. A picture message from Vivian had come through shortly after the beauty would have arrived at her home. Seeing the message icon, the messages app was opened and the conversation with the woman who commanded his heart to some degree was opened. BOOM. What popped up was a pair of soaked, sticky fingers held inches away from the most visually appealing pussy he had ever seen and had the fortune to feel. ‘Look what you did to me. Such a mess! Miss you already.’

Ryan stared at the photo intently, his cock immediately became engorged with blood and semi hard while it twitched with desire. Fortunately for him, the thumping of footsteps gave enough notice for him to close it all out and pretend to just be relaxing, grabbing another of several spare drinks from the table and chugging it down. Once the host had settled next to him, once again maintaining extremely close distance to the point of always being in some degree of physical contact, Arden crunched up some more lines. These were paid much more attention to in reference to ensuring the finest degree of powder as possible.

Arden seemed wholeheartedly thrilled as a torch lighter was used to heat the glass tube, identical to the one that Mondero has provided for the morning cocaine, about two-thirds of the way down. “This is called a hot rail. This gets heated, then when you snort the line, the dope gets vaporized and no pain! And you get to blow out a fat cloud. Trust me…. You’re. Gonna. Love. This.”

A little uncoordinated, as the alcohol and MDA combined and warped things and impacted the ability to make precise movements, he still managed to politely accept the dangerously hot tube. Again, he assumed the same position from before and held no apprehension as he shredded the whole line through his snout and blew out a dense white cloud that temporarily obscured all of his vision. The *instant* the vapor cloud dissipated, the rush that put all other rushes to shame blasted Ryan into anxiously depositing his rump back onto the couch just in time for a paralysis of sorts overcame him. “Hhhhholyyyyy fuuuuuuuckkkkm.m….”

Eager to keep even with Ryan, Arden reheated the glass and took his *much* fatter line that was divided into two lines. By the time that entire process was complete, the spun canine had recognized his new companion’s emergence from being disabled. The tube was placed gently onto a folded up bandana and Arden made no effort to disguise his attraction and affection. Now, Arden was snug up against Ryan and had his arm around the younger man and purred, “Mmm, it’s great right??” this question was met with only nodding. “Mmhhhhh….. Gets your dick hard, too, doesn’t it?”

Having been lost in unyielding euphoria, this question cut through everything and Ryan realized the outline of his very hard cock was on full display. “Ahh, shit! I’m sorry about that… uhh, yeah. I suppose so! Heh..”

The gay wolf had also tented a little bit in his silken sleepwear bottoms and put the entire eight inches on display. “Nothing to fret over, sexy. It makes you wanna fuck! And that first time… MMMHHH! Yeah… that’s hard to beat.”

Missing all of the cues being given, Ryan acted to address his overpowering craving and need, “Fuck… I guess it does! Even more than doing coke!” glancing only barely around the room and noticing only men in the residence, he inquired, “Are there gonna be any women here tonight??”

Arden again laughed and queried, “Bahah! You haven’t noticed? I’m a gay man, I’ve got gay men for friends, every person here is a gay man. Figured you would have picked that up at some point, silly. PnP. Party and Play, chem-sex. I don’t, of course, expect you to participate if you don’t wish to. But you are more than welcome to join. And I believe anyone here would pounce at the chance to hook up with such a sexy man.” He place his hand on Ryan’s thigh and sensually rubbed up and down while brushing just millimeters from the hard dick contained in the shorts.

With infinitely enhanced attention, the scene was now fully processed. It was true that the party was all men, all either actively using, some straight up smoking meth, or were near some form of drug. Some were simply making out and grinding on one another, others were engaged in some serious heavy petting, and there was even one pair where a large muscular rabbit was leaned back against the wall while a twink lizard enthusiastically choked on a dick long enough to bulge his throat out with each messy sounding face fuck.

Wide eyed in both stimulation as well as utterly shock, Ryan stumbled over his words, “Oh..oh.. I.. I… I’m straight.. I’m sorry.. I umm… this is probably weird to ask.. You don’t know any women that you could invite..? Fuck, I’m so horny…”

Arden shrugged with indifference and a hardly noticeable smirk, “Sorry, hun. If you know anyone you’d like to invite, you’re quite welcome to. But my home has very few rules and nobody here will wish to stop their drugs or sex in case that might be an issue."

Uncontrolled lust and libido dominated Ryan’s mind and his cock throbbed, especially with each near graze of the hand in his lap, and with mind racing he came to the conclusion that there was nobody. Nobody would accept being in a place with meth being used, or with him having just gotten spun out, or where people were openly face fucking. Not that he *truly* wanted any woman other than Vivian anyways.. and she was guaranteed to be asleep and absolutely would not hook up with someone on this drug of such horrifying reputation. Head hung in defeat, electric sensations led to a, once again, black hole gaze directed at the appendage that was feeling more and more enticing by the second.

“Mmm… Sorry, darling. I *do* have an idea though.” Arden reveled in the apparent fact that he had captured the young man’s attention entirely. “Hmm… Well, suppose you were to do something for me, I might be so inclined to return the favor. You get me..?”

The grey furred hand chose this moment to brush ever so slightly against Ryan’s rigid dick and made his breathing shudder as it sped along even faster than before. “Oh.. I umm.. like what..?”

“Oh, I was just thinking…” that expert hand laid across the hot and stiff boner and gently stroked at it through the fabric concealing it from the world. “Maybe we take things slow. I play with your cock, you play with mine… mmmhhh… Of course, if you need some drinks or anything else, it’s yours. Just think it over. Okay? Would you mind if I just stroked you while you mull it over? Worst comes to worst, I give you a handjob and you cum in your boxers. Hehehe.”

A surreal feeling scene played out before ordinarily blue eyes as a lustful wolf hand attached to another male snaked its way underneath the raccoon’s waistband and pausing for permission. Ryan found himself nodding weakly without actual effort, as if instincts were in total control, and a nervous groan rose from his throat in reaction to having someone erotically capturing and stroking at his dick.

Cooing sweetly, but with unbridled satisfaction and desire, Arden checked, “There..! Is that really so bad..? Just a friend helping out a friend. Just enjoy it a bit for now. Mmmh…. You’ve got a nice dick..”

Following the appealing suggestion, Ryan laid back into the couch while pulling his tail to his chest on the opposite side from Arden for comfort. He managed to force a feeble and pleasure driven reply from his desert dry muzzle, “Gahh… uhhm.. thank you. I guess it’s not too bad. Could I get a drink? And uhh… what about David..? Is this gonna cause problems..?”

A beverage was happily provided from the coffee table and Arden bit his lip as stroking a 23 year old cock drove him mad with lust. Barely restraining himself, the wolf snout sniffed the air and caught the scent of an aroused male raccoon aching for further stimulation. The older man’s grey muzzle found its way to Ryan’s neck and began applying extra sensation through licking and sucking on it. Pulling away only enough to reply with his voice dripping with sexual overtones, “Mmh.. that’s very sweet of you to worry about us! But no… we’re *very* open. Hehe. And I’m sorry if this comes across a little pushy, but you must understand how I feel right now. Can I convince you to at least stroke me a little bit..? I’m dying here with such a young hottie in the palm of my hand. Mmfff…”

Anxiety rattled the extremely horny raccoon as the realization dawned on him that the handjob he was receiving was in full display for anybody to see and embarrassment seasoned the expressed question, “Oh, uhm.. that’s good. I um.. I.. I guess I could, but can we go somewhere else..?”

The thrill of victory exploded inside of the spun grey wolf and he begrudgingly released the twitching member while retreating from the younger male’s underwear and shorts. “Well, of course! We have a spare bedroom right next to ours. Shall we go? Need anything else before we adjourn?”

Ryan elected for some more alcohol, this time hard liquor, and made one final request, “Uhh thanks! I umm… just nervous.. maybe some vodka to help me loosen up? And I need to use the restroom if that’s alright.”

Anticipation electrified every word from Arden as he moved to retrieve the hard liquor, “Mmh, you got it gorgeous! Don’t take too long. I’ll be waiting for you.” Then he glanced back and cast a wink-air kiss combo while beaming from ear to ear.

Ryan hustled along in an effort to maximize the amount of time he had before engaging in something he had never experienced or been interested in. A bit of a wobble occurred upon standing up as his head swam with dizziness characteristic of the personal effects of MDA and compounded by the somewhat light, though not negligible, dose of alcohol. The goal of reaching the restroom for a temporary respite was ultimately achieved and, with the door locked, the raccoon rested easy.

The break time was utilized to splash water on his face to ground himself and reduce his redlining stress level. After catching his reflection in the mirror above the sink, he was stunned. Never before had he felt this attractive! The man he saw in the glass surface was GORGEOUS! Though the way his image typically made him feel was okayish, self consciousness had always been a bit of an issue. His self image when he saw himself during intoxication was greatly increased and it was a huge factor in every decision to use. This was far beyond anything imaginable in terms of physical attractiveness. After the wild mood boost from this occurrence, an idea that had been waiting since earlier was dragged back up. Snagging the phone from inside the shorts pocket, the image from earlier was again opened.

Lust and fond memories relaxed and aroused the tweaked nocturnal man and resulted in his still semi hard dick regaining its full status. His lower lip was pinched and his shorts and silky underwear were lowered until his cock sprang free and wobbled around. It was too much! The black right hand found itself tightly wrapped around his equally black member. Laser focused vision locked onto the screen displaying his dear stoat’s erotic display specifically meant for him. An inferno of unprecedented arousal raged within him and desperate stroking developed without any control on his part. Knowing that he had someone waiting for him, he frustratingly surrendered the pleasurable action and once again composed himself. Before packing everything away, he phone’s camera feature was utilized to snap a brief video of a tiny stroking session that put on display how hard his drooling cock was. To go along with the video was a little text, ‘Damn, babe! Look what *you* did to *me*! I’m at a friend’s place like this! Hehe. I miss you too ;3 <3’

Having sent the message to his sweetheart, Ryan sighed and tucked everything back away and exited the restroom in order to enter the bedroom directly across the hall. The owner of the home sat on the bed and faced the door, grinning and extending the bottle of clear liquor. The psychedelic dealer closed the door completely and locked it to ensure absolute privacy in preparation for the act to come.

“Oooh, thanks so much! I’m uhh.. sorry I’m so.. I dunno. Nervous? Taking too long? I just… I dunno. Heh. I don’t mean to. I know we’re both hella horny and I’m sure it’ll be amazing.” As soon as his timid and self conscious apology hit its conclusion, the cap was spun off and right around three shots of 50% vodka dropped into the bandit faced guy's belly and was followed by coughing and sputtering that caused his new friend to laugh out loud.

“Bahahah! Whoa there! Easy on it. It can’t be THAT scary, can it? Just sit here next to me and I’ll get you loosened up and you’ll be BEGGING for more. Hehe.”

Ryan, panting as he caught his breath from such a large pull off the vodka bottle, felt a tiny bit of relief with the addition of additional alcohol being added to his system and felt more at ease in doing as instructed. His eyes darted around nervously as he lifted up his rump in order to allow Arden to lower his lower clothing and exposing his still hard dick. After returning to a seated position, the familiar hand captured his throbbing meat and began stimulate it through slow deliberate motions. “Nng…” he groaned while avoiding visual contact.

More fired up by the second as he got what he had wished for, Arden cooed, “Mmmm… There. That feels good, right..?” Shy nodding confirmed what he already knew and he couldn’t help but ask, “I told you, handsome. Don’t you worry. You’re in good hand. Heheheh. So… I apologize for eavesdropping, but I believe I heard you getting yourself a little more ready while you were in the restroom…? I’m assuming there’s some material you were enjoying. May I see?” His young companion extracted the device containing the photo and presented it. “Mmm, I’ll never understand what you straights and lesbians see in those things. Hehe. But if it helps, feel free to use that. And lie back, please.”

Once again, the raccoon did as instructed by lying on his back while staring heatedly at his Vivian’s perfect pussy. After laying back for several seconds, the overwhelming sensation of a muzzle enveloping his cock and caused an involuntary vocalization, “Nnngg!!! Fuck… oh my god….” Nothing followed in terms of dialogue. Only the feeling and sound of a masterful maw slurping on him. And then…. A switch flipped. Merely ten seconds in, the prior barrier fell away and a desire was unleashed. “Fucking… fuck! Heh… oh i… I’m ready..”

A long, drawn out final slurp pulled the muzzle away and a fierce brightness burned in the wolf’s intoxicated eyes. “Mm, I’m glad I could help you get more interested. It felt great, yes..?”

Ryan found his breathing retained a shakiness from experiencing THE most spectacular sexual sensations of his life. “That… was unreal! I’d like to at least try to help out my friend to feel the same. Heh… it’s..” His friend interjected, “Kinda hot, yeah? The idea of feeling my cock in your hand? Mmmh.. There’s actually quite a few straight men who just wanna fuck men whenever they get spun. It’s totally okay if that’s the case with you. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Feel free to start as you feel comfortable, sweet stuff. Hehe.”

It was strange to actually have this gay man’s proposition regarding experiencing a thrill and even possibly some degree of attraction to the man. Upon rising up again, Ryan was greeted with the sight of the wolf being fully nude and erect for the taking. The mixed up raccoon extended his black right hand, with his left being rather uncoordinated for this particular task and therefore subpar for what he wished for his grey furred friend, and suddenly found it full of large wolf cock. Groaning from the man at the minimal touch and beginning strokes made it almost sound like Arden could blow his load any minute.

It felt so odd to feel that it was fortunate for that not to be the case. The throbbing of thick meat in his hand had the effect of flushing with embarrassed with excitement. “Nnf. Uhm! *ahem* am I… y’know.. doing an okay job..?”

Arden opened his eyes, which had closed upon the initial pleasure, and affectionately assured, “Oh, my dear Ryan. You’re doing fantastic, sweetie! Fuck.. it feels great… mmh…”

While a sense of pride surged through Ryan in response to the compliment and knowledge that his efforts at this new act were making Arden feel great, the feeling of a hand on his dick made itself known. As the wolf paw expertly slid up and down his cock, made easier by the slobber left on it, the raccoon groaned and began increasing his own stimulation. Deep breathing filled the air as Ryan’s mind twisted and reorganized in its thinking and interests. Suddenly the visual of himself blowing the wolf presented itself in his mind and, because almost all inhibitions had been disintegrated, his coy voice sort of struggled to get out, “Umm. Heh… I uhh, could I like… are you wanting umm… me to give you a blowjob..?”

Arden popped up from having leaned back slightly by propping himself up on one elbow. “Mmm?! Are you saying you want to..?” only shy and embarrassed shrugging met this question. “Well, if you want to, you’re more than welcome. As long as you tell me you want it. It’d be so HOT! And hey. It *is* okay if you want to blow a guy. I know it feels weird and uncomfortable, but there’s no judgment in this home. If you wanna suck cock or fuck a guy here, you’re more than welcome! And if you’re not interested unless you’re high, we understand that. You’re *free* here. You know, my little hottie?”

God damn. Everything going on seemed so strange and surreal and both comfortable and uncomfortable simultaneously. Eventually, everything clicked into place as many of his previous concepts and ideas about himself and society crumbled. Still timid, Ryan spoke his mind clearly, “Oh… oh okay." Full attention turned to and fixated on the pulsing shaft and then the communication proceeded, “I’d um. Like to suck your cock..”

Arden was absolutely glowing with thrill and arousal and his voice possessed a breathless, yet aroused growling, quality, “Mmm, my sexy Ryan. Absolutely! And I understand you’ve never done it, so just do your best and you’ll be perfect. Just no teeth. Hehe. And actually… you could hop right on me and I’ll blow you too! I love the way you felt in my muzzle.”

Nothing mattered anymore, only ridiculous pleasure and performing acts on this other male existed. Nothing was said as Ryan moved and Arden scooted back onto the bed in a supine position as the raccoon climbed up over him and lowered his cock into a ravenous wolf muzzle. Wet warmth and an expert cock sucking tongue made Ryan’s legs shake as he stared down the monster of a dick with wide eyes. Feeling anxious about taking time to adjust, the raccoon racked his mind for all the blowjobs he’d received and all the porn including that type of content with the intention to emulate it. A heavy, humid breath was exhaled onto it and made it twitch in excitement.

Next, he took his dark furred hand and gripped the thick meat once again and pressed it to his face and felt Arden's rapid, aroused heartbeat in it. He sniffed at it, expecting some sort of powerful scent, but found no smell whatsoever as a likely result of everything shoved into his snout recently. Making continuous progress, he tested for flavor by running his tongue up the pole and tasted only the taste of skin. With anxieties largely disarmed, he began licking from base to tip and earned himself a vibrating moan from around the wolf’s stuffed mouth.

At long last the large cock penetrated Ryan’s muzzle with its tip and was rewarded with even more passionate blowing on his own, to the point of fully being buried into Arden’s throat with ease. While working at taking the wolf meat deeper into what felt to be a more proper blowjob, Ryan felt the unexpected touch of two grey hands encouraging his hips to begin thrusting into a face fuck. Temporarily, the younger male noisily popped the dick from his maw and humped the man below him in the face with the uncontrolled energy of someone desperate for release. Slowing down to a stop and panting breathlessly, he removed himself from Arden. “Nnnggg… fuck.. I’m gonna cum soon if we keep going.”

Arden’s breath ran hot and heavy as he experienced a powerful desire for more stimulation. He purred, “Well, that sounds delicious! You don’t need to warn me of that. Hehe. I’ll take your load *any* time. But… I suppose we could take a break. Well, for you anyway. I mean… your muzzle is incredible and I can keep going. In fact… I’m begging you not to stop! Please.. I’ll give you anything you want if you just keep sucking my dick… heh heh. Of course, though, we could always fuck if you’re inclined.”

As Arden slid back to the edge of the bed, a gesture was made for Ryan to kneel down in order to continue servicing the wolf. While his young cock sucker dropped to his knees, seeming to be happier and hornier to blow his friend by the minute, another coy suggestion was offered, “Mmm… absolutely, my wolf. Heh heh. Umm.” A pause was taken to slurp, lick, and suck the older man’s dick that glistened with slobber. “Well…. Yeah. That sounds really hot…”

Arden reached down and pet the straight man on the face and gleefully replied, “Wonderful, my raccoon! Hehe. That’s so cute! So you want top or bottom? Think about it while I go get some more dope. I hope you’re okay with an extra long fuck. Heh heh!”

Sitting back on his feet while his new friend exited the room to retrieve the desired items, Ryan contemplated the idea of being on the receiving end of anal sex. It hadn’t occurred to him that he could be put in that position. After little consideration he decided that being the bottom man wasn’t for him. It felt comfortable knowing that this choice would be accepted here and he wouldn’t be disappointing Arden.

Upon arrival, Arden plopped down on the mattress in his prior position in preparation for his new pet to resume putting that sweet young muzzle around his cock. The supplies, the tube, a square black plate containing more finely powdered lines of meth, a torch lighter, and a large vial of fluid.

“Mmh.. there we go. I had an idea! Let’s do another hot rail. But! I don’t wanna over-amp you or anything so I brought some GHB. And since you drank already, you don’t need much. No blackouts on my watch! Hehe. Interested..?”

Every inhibition was gone. “Fuck yeah! I’m still pretty wired, so can I try the G first and chill a bit before I do any more speed?” His request was fulfilled, receiving two droppers full of the salty liquid drug colloquially known as liquid ecstasy. To the surprise of his generous host, Ryan immediately reintroduced the large wolf cock to his muzzle as he felt euphoria in response to the pulsing meat against his tongue. Hearing the vocalizations made by the canine in reaction to Ryan’s first blowjob instilled a sense of pride and elation that he could make a friend feel so fucking GOOD!

Arden had never had a straight man take to a homosexual hookup so quickly, eagerly, or with such innate ability! His tongue flopped out of his mouth and little drips of drool fell onto his own chest as the sight of this first time cock sucker gave it his entire heart to please the older male.

Profound satisfaction with the degree of ecstatic sensations jolting through his rod caused an extraordinarily loving and coy tone to come through the wolf’s voice, “Oh gahh… my gorgeous raccoon.. you’re fucking GOOD! And it feels bad to ask for more, but would you please play with my balls? Nnngg..”

On a whim, Ryan slid his lips away from Arden’s dick and hungrily slurped the heavy balls into his mouth and swirled them around, suckling at them with unbelievable arousal in his eyes and cock drooling on the floor. Arden was struck speechless and only groaned feebly while taking over the stroking as it seemed greedy to take anything more that what this methed up slut gobbling the cum bag was giving.

At some point, about 15 minutes in of solid alternating between pushing his limits with the massive cock and nursing on the wolf nuts, the sedative began to pull his energy downward and was apparent in his ability. The grey wolf reluctantly stopped his young raver guest and lifted him up. Both guys proceeded to take another hot rail and the combined clouds hung thick in the room and created a temporary haze. Blasted by an even bigger rush and higher than the previous record set, Ryan moaned and began panting as he collapsed down onto the floor onto his ass.

“Sooo…. Did you make up your mind..? Hehe.” Experiencing his own euphoric assault, Arden closed his eyes and hummed to himself out of enjoyment. In addition, the young man’s decision had been accurately predicted and the wolf felt his ass in craving.

It took some time, about 15 seconds, to stabilize but once he had Ryan gushed, “Fuck! I wanna top you.. I need to fuck so bad!” A weak whine, barely audible, rose out of his throat as the absence of a body for his cock to park itself in drove him absolutely mad.

In a flash, Arden had jumped onto the guest room bed and had his hungry ass presented for the taking. Having gotten the exact result that had been hoped for from the first time that the two met and all the groundwork laid and nudges along the way, Arden blurted out, “Then do it! Give it to me and don’t hold back. I can take a lot and I’m no stranger to kinks, so show me what you’ve got, my sexy boy toy.”

Having dried off in the vacation from the wolf’s muzzle, Ryan’s cock was drooled on with the last of the saliva in his rapidly drying mouth. With expressed permission, the raccoon climbed up behind his strange new friend and held no reservations in instantly fulfilling the desire to mate this man. Watching the asshole give way to his dick gave Ryan a rush and made for wobbly, shaky legs as he involuntarily found his body wrapping around Arden in a full mounting pose and hammering in over and over with gutteral moans and growls. Fucking this man was *the* most pleasurable and euphoric experience of his life and he never wanted it to end! The two remained this way for nearly two hours, taking a couple of breaks to top off on crystal and G, before the notifications began to pop up for the impending event.

Compelled by the overwhelming desire to blow his load in Arden, as well as get his friend off, he reached down and wrapped his dark colored hand around the thick, long dick to stroke it. As he did so, he leaned forward and spoke in a seductive and teasing whisper, “Mmmff.. your cock feels so good in my hand, Arden. I wanna feel you cum. Will you cum for me?”

Stunned yet again, Arden could only moan through heavy and rapid pants, “Ohh… fuck, Ryan… keep doing what you’re doing because I’m SO fucking close… nggghhh..”

Being informed of this was music to Ryan’s ears and it spurred him onward into an absolutely rabid, feral fucking of his male friend as he found unlimited pleasure in the signals the cock in his hand was throwing out. It was at this point that the rough, harsh sexual side came out as growls began pouring into the wolf’s ears, “Nngrrrrr… yeah! Take it, bitch! Just cum for me. Cum for me and I’ll breed you like the whore you are!”

Thrilled to witness Ryan’s dominant and kinky side, waves of ecstasy pummeled Arden even harder than the raccoon was and in no time at all he found himself vigorously humping the appendage gripping his cock. “Guhhhnnnhhh…..” Rope after rope of thick cum blasted the covers of the bed as the grey wolf’s pent up balls released their contents. Once his ejaculation had fully concluded, during which Ryan had paused, a demand was issued.

A smirk of one in control and power commanded, “Tell me what you want.”

Arden’s voice shook and wavered in between breaths, “Cum in me Ryan. Please!”

Having held off as long as possible, the begging tipped Ryan over the edge and he howled in unnaturally overwhelming pleasure while unloading his overly full balls inside of the wolf. Collapsing immediately after orgasm, every inward gasp to catch air was a heavy outward breathy growl through clenched teeth as they ground against each other.

Satisfied beyond belief with the turn of events of the evening, Arden spoke through a clearly audible grin that suggested a bit of teasing, “There! Heh. It wasn’t *that* awful to fuck me, was it..?”

Having undergone a radical psychic change under the influence of so many chemicals and finding a new home in the indiscriminate hedonism, Ryan stared into the ceiling while giggling gleefully, “Heheheh! Just helping out a friend, right? But seriously… Holy fuck…”

Everything had been set up perfectly for this particular moment and Arden took advantage of it to ask, “Mmmhh… my thoughts exactly. Well, look. I’ve so enjoyed your company tonight! You’re a real gem. I’d love to have you over more often, and go party and stuff! Obviously we’re not sketchy, and I can make sure we’re as discreet as you wish. You know, this lifestyle can be a little off putting to some. Hehe. We can stop whenever too.”

Giving up this new fascination, passion, LIFE seemed awful. Of course, it’d be unhealthy and destructive to be reckless with it. Ryan knew that, and because of that knowledge it would be impossible to fall. Simply do it occasionally. Keep yourself in check. Only on weekends, only at parties, don’t stay awake for days on end, make sure to eat, drink plenty of water, don’t waste away, don’t turn shady, don’t sell your shit, don’t lose your home, always be safe. Simple. Easy.

“Hell yeah, I’m in! You’re fuckin awesome. Thanks for inviting me. I’ve had the best time ever!” At this point the horniness had faded and overflowing NEED to be affectionate and his body automatically rolled over to wrap over the canine’s chest while rubbing his face on the soft fur.

Just like that, Arden knew he had won. Had gotten exactly what he wanted. And FAR ahead of schedule. “Mmmm.. *my* pleasure. Hehe. Don’t you worry, I’ll keep you beyond happy. Like my little pet! Mmm..”