Fur on Fire
Preface: Sex, men having sex with other men, sex, alcohol, sex, furries, sex, swearing, sex, raves, did I mention there was sex in this? For those who have never met him, Blake is a wolf, his fur is a really dark grey but not black and he has a softer grey tummy. His ears have gold tips, sexy!
Credit where credit is due however. ToKu is a tiger but not one of mine (TFA, or me, is a tiger as is Mortecai from my Gilded Suburb series) so don't thank me for him. ToraKuma (his user page on yiffstar is right here >>>>>http://www.yiffstar.com/user/Torakuma<<<<<) invented the character so thank him for providing the tiger in this sweaty, dirty, sex epic. Please make sure at some point you check out ToraKuma's work, his Feathers on Fur stories are load blowingly fun and his pseudo auto biological music related story about ToKu is heartbreaking but well written.
People use drugs in this story, people drink alcohol, people have ANAL sex, repeat ANAL, LIKE IN YOUR ASS, sex. Also the characters are furries. Any similarities to actual fursonas is probably there for a reason. Cum on in! (Sex puns are fun)
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Fur on Fire
The cloudy sky hung serenely. It seemed to mock him, ‘Look at me!' it screamed ‘I can dance under the scrutiny of people all day while you hole up in a hotel room'.
ToKu turned away from the window. He had flown to Stone Pier Colorado. That night the city would be hosting a rave and the tiger had originally planned to attend. The damn social phobia cut like a knife and the cat wanted so desperately to be rid of it. The plane ride had been hell. Only by swallowing several of his meds and sitting, almost in a trance, as he was doped to the gills had he been able to stomach it.
Now he was out of the frying pan and into the fire. In the belly of the beast. Totally fucking screwed.
ToKu picked up the paper, he mused over the headlines while he ate breakfast. He could have gone down and eaten the continental breakfast the hotel provided but the area was full of other guests. ToKu's chest had seized up and he had fled back to his room and barely managed to mumble an order through to room service.
The toast was still warm and the coffee send a mild caffeine surge through his veins. Putting the paper down the tiger began working on his omelet. Maybe he would take another crack at that story he was working on.
Writer's block hurt almost as much as being with others. The agony of desiring to write but being unable to put the words down, unable to let your soul out of its confines.
But tonight would be different. God damnit he was going to that rave. Even if he had to swallow a whole bottle of pills.
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Blake looked at himself in the mirror. Lean muscles curved beneath his fur, an inviting sheath and a healthy set of testicles, his tail was well groomed and swished at his side, his ears twitched as he focused on sounds and the unique gold tips twinkled. He was fucking hot.
Smiling to himself in the glass Blake turned back to his bed. He normally wouldn't be sitting in his apartment at this hour in the morning but Blake had work to do. He needed to select an outfit for the rave, and come up with a plan for getting some tail.
The wolf had attended several raves before, mostly gay raves, and knew he had to have a plan of attack. Else the repressed hotties when back to their apartments with half-stoned bimbos who were to inebriated to do anything but lie there and moan as they got pounded.
Blake turned back to the mirror and ran a paw through his light grey chest fur. He needed a shirt that would expose some of it, sort of a ‘come and play' look. Somewhere he knew he had a shirt for that, something to attract a male.
Blake pondered his options. He wanted to look mature, he had nothing against younger males, or twinks as they were sometimes called, but the wolf preferred his prey to be over 21. And drunk. And horny.
The lupine lifted a silver sequined shirt. It had no sleeves and a deep v-neck. He pulled it on and looked in the mirror. His toned arms stood out nicely and the audience got a pleasing view of the fur contrast. Blake's body fur was a dark grey but it lighted to a smooth grey and it got to his chest and stomach. The color change was gradual over the fur and totally visible with this shirt on, he had a winner.
Next, pants. A pair of bleached white one worked. The waist line had special elastic so, if need be, Blake could fit another fur in there. The combo accentuated the wolf's dark face and paws. Absolutely yummy.
Blake looked at the selection of lubricants on his dresser. They were small tubes, only about 4 inches long each, but the wolf liked to make sure he got in easy. After much deliberation he chose a tube of blue lubricant, neon blue just for the occasion.
He removed his clothing and slipped the lube into the pants pocket and placed the garments over a chair. He redressed in shorts and an orange t-shirt. Looked like it might rain, fine, the wolf didn't mind who oogled his tight wet clothing.
Blake pocketed his keys and wallet before leaving his apartment. Might as well scout out the area before tonight. And get a look at the fresh meat.
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ToKu sat before the laptop he brought with him. Words fell in uneasy streams into Microsoft Word. It wasn't writer's block, more like anticipation. He couldn't get the rave out of his mind and every time he thought of all those people, all together, his stomach clenched up.
Shaking his head to clear it, ToKu rose and strode over to the mirror. He already had clothes laid out for that night but still the tiger couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom.
Now he was just being ridiculous. Angry with his self ToKu turned on the radio. Soft jazz came out and the frazzled kitty flopped down on his bed and closed his eyes. He needed some rest to sort out his thoughts.
The day passed by as ToKu slumbered. His chest rose and fell in tune the wind blowing outside.
The tiger's alarm clock rang at about 2 hours before the rave. Jumping out of bed ToKu showered and dressed before swallowing a pill. He fucking hated them but it was the only way he was going to get into that damn dance.
Leaving his room he huddled against the wall. The other furs didn't even notice the sociophobic kitty as he crept out of the hallway and jumped down the stairs.
ToKu had invested some effort into the location of the rave. It was hosted at the Temple of Phear on the southwest side of Stone Pier. ToKu looked over some road maps and discovered that if he walked to the south end of town from his hotel, he could cut west through 2 parks and avoid major population centers.
As he left the hotel he looked over the travel brochure from the front desk. The Temple was built in 2008 and could hold over 2000 people. The tiger shuddered, he had problems with one person, how the fuck was he going to handle 2000? The speakers were suspended from the ceiling and there was a huge platform for the DJ. The bar was on the left back side of the building, the bathrooms on the right back side. Admission was a little steep but there were free glow sticks and booze. Couldn't be all bad.
His plan worked perfectly. He took a back road south then cut through the parks. ToKu never got nearer than 100 feet to anyone. Not that there was anyone out, mind you. After giving the Temple of Phear a once over look, the tiger grabbed a cup of coffee from a small café. He sat outside under a parasol alone.
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Blake grinned into the mirror vainly. Almost show time and the wolf was in his sequined shirt and bone white pants. He turned to the side and admired the slim cut of his abs, the tight curve of his rump, and of course the size of his package.
The lupine locked his apartment and left. He lived closer than most to the Temple of Phear and only had to endure a 10 minute walk. Most foolishly drove and waited trying to get into the parking lot. Blake walked past them, his ass and sleek tail drawing gasps and stares from species of both genders.
30 minutes till the rave officially began but the wolf liked getting in early. One of the bouncers, a 7' tall dragon with more muscles than most oceans, pulled back the velvet rope and let Blake in. (Glad I regularly blow that draggie)
Inside a soft bass was pumping, in preparation for the main event. Not thirsty Blake skipped the bar and picked up some glow items. He twisted glow rods around his ankles and wrists, then around his forehead into a fluorescent crown.
Blake moved onto the huge dance floor and eyed some rather sexy foxes. One of them had a nice fuckable ass, while yet another had lips that begged for cock. Next to the vixen was slipping people pills and baggies of powder. Blake smirked, that's right bitch, get them to lower their inhibitions.
Blake inched closer to them as the music volume rose.
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ToKu checked his watch and sighed. The medication helped alleviate the phobia but the panic persisted. If he took too much he would turn into a zombie and would probably be taken advantage of. Too little and he would make it past the door.
ToKu took another pill, just to be safe. He left the café and stared at the ground. Other furs were walking in as well, the closer ToKu got to the entrance the tighter his breathing space became.
The pills were calming his brain but still spike of anxiety popped up. He tried to maintain steady breathing. Ignore the other ravers. Ignore the fact that he was surrounded by a shit ton of people.
Fuck it all he couldn't ignore it. This was a bad idea from the start. The tiger's heart jumped into his throat but he could turn or move. The crowd moved as one, an amorphous blob, trudging forward.
The frightened kitty put his ears back against his head but seemed almost invisible as the clamoring furs inched forward.
ToKu clenched his wallet until his knuckles turned ivory. He quickly paid at the door and slipped inside.
The Temple was drenched in darkness, giant fans on the ceiling helped circulate air but the tiger's superior senses betrayed him. He could smell the sweat and musk of countless animals. Coyotes and otters, vixens and dragons, bears and wolverines. The choking cloud of noise, smell, and warmth threatened to drown the anxious feline until he saw an opening in the crowd. He ran like a bat out of hell. He almost tripped as he passed a group of dragons snorting unidentifiable substances and laughing hysterically.
He stopped at the bar and stood there as he heard the music swell. The DJ started a new tune:
Mi-a-hii
Mi-a-huu
Mi-a-haa
Mi-a-ha ha
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As the music started the smoke machines went off and the crowd went wild. Dancing screaming furs pulsed like some giant organ amid the laser-lights and techno. Blake's mind spun and the lights danced, he didn't know what the hell was in the stuff the vixen gave him but he felt great.
As the DJ pushed the bass higher and higher Blake could hear the blood pumping in his head. As well as in the head of the fox who was grinding up against the wolf's waist. Damn, were there ANY straight foxes?
The lupine started grinding back as the crowd screamed a chorus of Numa Numa. Blake's Romanian wasn't that great but from what he had heard this song had something to with a tree, maybe. Who the hell cares?
Unfortunately as the mass of ravers shook, the fox got pushed in the opposite direction of the crowd and Blake was almost knocked down.
To his good fortune a polar bear caught him, a polar bear with a cute smile and rugged good looks. The ursine moved gracefully for someone his size and Blake enjoyed the feeling of the zipper on the bear's pants holding the aroused male inside. The jeans bulged and Blake was sure they would tear but the denim held fast.
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ToKu sat on a bar stool. Behind the bar a cougar with a shirt on that said: Yes I have tits, No they aren't for sale, a cheetah in a Led Zeppelin tank top, and a badger with no shirt on but some very inviting musculature.
The cougar had a warm smile and despite ToKu's aversion to other people, he didn't seem to mind her company as much. She set a bottle of water down by his paw. "Drink up, hun. It gets hotter than hell in here and trust me; you don't want to be making choices with a dehydrated head."
ToKu smiled weakly and accepted the water. Partially frozen it felt heavenly as the chilled liquid slid down his throat. His head cleared and he relaxed a little. He was basically trapper under a mountain with over a thousand people, BUT the people were on the dance floor, a safe distance away. AS long as they didn't look at him or get near him the pills kept his composure in check.
The music shifted and the crowd moved in turn. A wolf, sweating and grinning broke from the crowd.
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Blake felt a twinge of regret leaving the bear. He desperately wanted to get that ursine cock down his throat and pump the bear's ass full of wolf cum, but Blake needed a drink.
He sat down a seat away from a tiger who shook a little and ordered a cosmo. The cougar set the drink and a bottle of water before the wolf and he gulped both down. Now onto business.
The tiger seemed nervous for some reason, first rave maybe? But he had broad shoulders, firm thighs, a soft face with gorgeous fur, and what Blake hoped would be, a willing tail hole.
"So, how you doin'?"
The tiger almost jumped out of his skin.
"Uh. I, uh, ok, I guess."
"Great, you go to a lot of raves?"
"N-not really."
Blake smirked and ordered two glasses of JD's. The cougar set them down with two bottles of water.
Blake handed one over to the tiger who shook his head. "I don't really drink."
"Come on man, one glass. This is good stuff."
Reluctantly the tiger accepted the alcohol.
"Name's Blake, yours?"
"T-toKu."
Blake smiled as he ordered another round. ToKu wasn't big on the taste of the booze but he figured if he drank maybe the wolf would get bored and leave him alone.
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ToKu's vision was a little blurry and he tried to swallow the panic rising in his chest. Some part of him knew he never should have accepted the glasses from the wolf but he had been so scared it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Blake said something but ToKu couldn't hear him over the music.
"What?"
"You want to leave? It's getting too crowded in here for me."
ToKu looked at his watched. He had spent now almost four hours drinking and cringing next to Blake. The tiger felt sick and wanted to go home.
"Sure."
Blake smiled and got up but before he left the cougar grabbed his paw and hissed in his ear.
(For fuck's sake wolf, leave the poor guy alone.
Piss off, Mara, you angling for him?
N-no Blake, but he's drunk and scared, and you just want a quick lay. Go catch one of dancers, they'd blow you even if they weren't high.
Bitch to someone else, I saw him first)
Blake grabbed ToKu's paw and leered back triumphantly and the angry cougar. He gave her a quick wink before disappearing out the door with the tiger.
ToKu shivered in the nighttime air, the sweat on his fur was cooling and chilling him.
"Mmm, is kitty cold?" The wolf pulled ToKu close. The tiger felt a wave of anxiety grip him but his nerves had been numbed by several rounds of alcohol.
Blake kissed the tiger and that really shocked him. The wolf led the feline over behind some empty cars and laid the tiger down. "Shh, it's ok babe. Blake won't hurt you." The lupine climbed into the tiger's lap and started kissing his prey's neck. Despite his fear ToKu could feel himself growing aroused. The wolf really knew how to get a guy going.
Suddenly Blake slid off ToKu's lap and flipped the tiger over. Lying on his stomach ToKu had a sinking feeling in the pit of his guts what was coming neck but he looked back anyway.
"B-Blake...
"Shh" The wolf crooned to the squealing cat. Blake pulled the lube out of his pocket as he pulled ToKu's shorts down. He ran a paw over the tiger's rump and squeezed the flesh. The tiger mewled, his sociophobia was going crazy but antianixety meds shouldn't be mixed with alcohol for a reason.
Blake undid his own pants and pulled them off. He squirted some lube over a paw and began rubbing it into ToKu's ass. The tight tiger pucker offered slight resistance. "Damn, kitty is tight, gonna loosen you up though."
ToKu clenched his eyes shut as one digit entered him, then two, then a third slipped in and opened the ring. Blake lifted his warm, wet paw out of ToKu and began stroking himself, applying the neon gel over his complete length.
"Blake, please, I want to go home...
"It's ok, kitty, you're going to enjoy this." Blake got down with his knees on either side of ToKu's legs. With the tiger on his stomach, his tail hole was up and ready. Blake pushed tentatively against the anal gate, testing it. Then he penetrated.
ToKu's gasped and squeaked as he was taken. Blake panted and murred while he bucked. The thick wolf hood splattered pre against the ass walls of the tiger and ToKu could feel the wet heat of the clear fluid burning his insides.
Blake barked in pleasure "Fucking A babe, you got one hell of an ass." ToKu shut his eyes and tried to escape into his mind. But he couldn't, the huge muscle wolf had mounted him and now all the drugged up kitty could do was lay there and take it.
Blake bit down on the scruff of ToKu's neck to stifle another bark. The tiger's guts surged around the wolf's maleness, swallowing it, milking it for every drop.
Hot dribbles of pre made the tiger slippery and Blake's eyes teared up in joy, he hadn't had a good fuck like this in ages. He held the tiger's paws down and prepared for the finale. Blake pumped himself in and out in an increasingly faster pace as his balls drew up to his body.
"Get ready kitty...
Blake gnashed the tiger's scruff between his jaws as he howled. The blood filled his mouth with a sweet coppery taste as he came. ToKu felt the exhausted, terrified tears streak down his muzzle as the wolf mated him. The steaming pools of juice made the tiger's rectum swell up u till it could hold no more. Then translucent waves of spunk oozed out between ToKu's cheeks and down his thighs and ass.
Blake gasped and panted and he got off the tiger. "Fuuuuuck, that was good ToKu."
The tiger tried to hold in the sobs. He wanted to leave, he wished he had stayed home and never even fucking come to the damn rave. Blake got up, still out of breath and slapped the tiger's soaked ass.
"Good job, kitty. Look me up some time, I'd love a round two."
The wolf left for his apartment as ToKu curled up in the dirt, his body trembling as he cried.
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Then next thing the tiger was aware of, was that he was being lifted. He mewled in fright but a soft voice shushed him. ToKu could barely see between the booze and the darkness but the stranger unzipped his jacket and placed it around ToKu. The confused tiger mumbled something but the shirtless mystery fur put one paw under ToKu's knees and the other in the small of his back. The stranger lifted his into his arms like a baby.
ToKu's snout rested against the mystery male's shoulder and chest. He was a tiger as well but he smelled different. Some kind of floral aroma with an underlying sweetness... Roses! Roses and Mountain Dew!
The tiger carried ToKu across the street, ToKu worried what people would think but no one seemed to notice them.
Exhausted ToKu blinked and yawned. What the fuck? They were back at the tiger's hotel. When?...
The stranger carried ToKu right past the front desk without so much as an objection from the evening receptionist. He ToKu close and the tired tiger sighed as inhaled the sweet scent of the stranger's fur. The big grey jacket enveloped ToKu completely and he felt warm and secure.
The elevator hummed and jerked as it rose and brought them up to ToKu's floor. Exiting, the stranger quietly padded to ToKu's door and passed a paw over the electronic lock. It opened with a silent click and they entered. ToKu briefly panicked, what would the stranger do to him now that they were alone?
The other tiger carried ToKu to the bedroom and put him down. For the first time ToKu saw the other tiger completely. He was tall with a dark orange fur. Midnight stripes ran across his muscled arms and he had soft white belly fur. His tail swished against his jeans and his eyes were a vague glowing green. The tiger wasn't fat by any means but he had a little belly over the dense abs. Just enough to give him the appearance of normality rather than a roid addict. But the wings were the most unusual aspect. The stranger had giant white bird wings sprouting from his back, right between the shoulder blades.
ToKu tried to get up and protest but the strange tiger lifted the covers and brought them up over ToKu. He shushed the frazzled kitty again.
ToKu tried to say something but the other tiger leaned down and kissed him, his tongue uncurling into ToKu's mouth. The stranger tasted sweet, like expensive wine, or the clean air that whips down from mountain tops, like moments spent with the ones you love or times of victory. His mouth was warm like a summer evening, stars aglow and twinkling while you lie beneath the celestial dome and watch the bodies of space shine, warm like clothes straight from the dryer, woolen sweaters and a lover's embrace.
ToKu was breathless and his mind relaxed as they broke apart. He blinked once and the stranger vanished. Then sleep took him.
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As dawn broke Blake sat in bed. His head hurt like hell but he felt satisfied. That tiger, ToKu, he had been one fucking good mount. Blake made a mental note to get that cat in bed again. He got out of bed and took some aspirin. He gulped down two glasses of water and considered breakfast.
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ToKu yawned as he woke up. Confused for a moment, the night came back in a flash. Pulling the jacket off he stared at it, it still had the soothing smell of Roses and Mountain Dew, like that strange fur who carried him here. Inside the jacket pocket was a group of CDs rubber banded together. They were the Euphoria album by Def Leppard, the One-X album by Three Days Grace, and the Black Album by Metallica.
On one side was a note, taped in place. (Sweet Dreams ToKu, hope you like the music these are some of my favorite bands and albums, if you want to meet again, I'll be at the Olive Garden the day after the rave, I have reservations for 12:30. Join me if you want to, Love TFA) ToKu sat there in bed. Should he go?
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Should he? I don't know :P ToraKuma this story is for you like I promised, sorry it's so short I just ran out of words >.< everyone make sure you go to the link at the top and check out ToKu's stuff it is really good! Wonder who carried ToKu back to his hotel room, and how did he open that lock with a key? Mysteries! *Laughs in a spooky voice* Still working on my Guilded Suburb and Screams in Gotham serieses.