My Confession
I'd like to start by saying that I had never cheated on anyone in my life. By all recollection I was called nothing short of the perfect raccoon boyfriend. The girls I was with trusted me and still do but I have to get this off my chest. My best friend, Vic, is gay and leaning heavily towards bi myself I had nothing against it. He's a great guy, has a comfortable lifestyle, likeable and not too terrible a wolf to look at.
One weekend he and I were on a weekend camping trip, a sort of guy's nights out. We hiked around in the mountains, swapped horror stories from work and drank. The pretty usual camping details. The weather was great for the weekend, sunny and warm during the day and clear comfortable nights. We didn't even need to bring sleeping bags or the tent. On Saturday we woke up both muttering the usual curses against the morning light. I cooked the breakfast and we went off to do our fishing for lunch. Now fishing, that's a sport I can get into. Vic usually had me beaten all around in the athletic department. Varsity track and basketball when we knew each other in high school. But fishing, that's something I can do with both eyes closed and one hand behind my back.
While we fished in a sort of semi silence, I chanced a look over at him. Beer in hand, I don't believe I was staring but I was. It must have been the light or something but he looked incredible. Dressed in a black t-shirt sporting a logo for some band he liked, which clung to his muscular frame and showed it off and a pair of cut off jean shorts. His legs were very nice as well, muscled like a runner's and covered in a warm gray fur. My eyes traveled up those legs back to his jeans. I was met with such a sight, a large bulge there in his pants. ?Oh my god,' I thought ?I'm staring at my best friend's package!' I thought suddenly as the knowledge hit me like lead. By the time my eyes made it back to his face his deep brown eyes were focused on me. ?Had he seen me? Shit oh shit!' He set his fishing pole down and moved to sit close beside me. ?See something you like, Dave, huh?' he smiled as he put an arm around my waist and nestled his forehead against my neck.
I wasn't sure how to react. I knew I should probably just decline his advances, but something seemed right about his arm around me. It just worked. And I had seen something! I was interested. But how could I? I had a girlfriend back home who was probably doing something to entertain herself while I was camping with Vic. ?You know, Dave, I've thought a lot about you since we've known each other.' ?And you know I have someone back home, bud, come on man.' I tried to be calm but I heard my voice break a little. He nodded, ?I know. I've got someone too. No one would have to know.' He whispered against my ear and I shivered, ?Plus I know you've been wanting to try it. They say its best to play first with someone you trust.' He pulled back a little and looked at me while he spoke. ?You trust me right, Dave?' ?Of course I do, man. I just..' My voice trailed off. I couldn't finish the sentence. Somehow I knew it was okay to be with him. He'd go easy on me. And he'd never tell anyone.
?How about this: I'll give you a backrub and if you're in the mood we'll see how it goes.' Was he kidding? I was in the mood right now but it was a great offer. Finishing my beer I stood and offered him my hands which he took gratefully. He went ahead of me and I gathered up the tackle-boxes and the couple of beer-cans. As I followed him back to the campsite I found my eyes roving over the bushy gray tail down to his small round rump, accented by his jeans. He was the pied piper and I followed.
When I got back to the campsite he was dragging out our unused sleeping bags out into the sunlight. I was soon sans shirt and laying on my stomach. My back was being kneaded by gentle hands. We were half-heartedly exchanging stories, but we both knew that our minds were far away on something much different. His fingers moved slowly over the fur of my back and I couldn't help but purr. It was a wonderful feeling. I could feel a heat rising between my legs.
His hands were removed from my back and I sighed, resting my chin on my forearms. I decided to look back at him. He had taken off his shirt. I'm no stranger to his body, we work out together at the gym every week, but something somehow was different. His fur was light warm gray except for a patch of snowy white on his chest that lead down his well chiseled stomach and vanished into the top of his shorts. He was staring at me with those dark chocolate eyes. Before long I found that we were both nude, embracing one another and kissing. Vic was a great kisser. I could feel his hands trailing over my back, holding me softly and sending shivers throughout my body and all the way to the tip of my tail. He pulled back slowly and fixed those beautiful dark eyes on my gray green orbs. He smiled, ?Wanna keep going?' his fingers slid down my stomach to my sheath. ?Yeah.' I returned, shivering as he coaxed my cock from its hiding place. His touch was making me incredibly hard, I couldn't believe it.
?Lean back.' He said softly, placing a hand on my chest, the other remaining on my member. I lay back as he slid down, curling one leg over one of mine. He kissed my tip and I whined, wanting for him to suck on me. His long canine tongue wrapped around my cock as he took it into his muzzle. A whine, louder than the first, managed to get out of me. It felt wonderful, one of the best I had ever had so far. He bobbed slowly up and down on me as I stroked his short black hair. I couldn't help but wiggle under his attention. His palm cupped my balls for a moment as he suckled down a steady stream of pre.
I gasped as a finger probed at my tail hole, but moaned slowly as Vic sank it into me. The first knuckle, then the second and third. The feelings made me lift one black foot into the air. There was no pain. I whimpered, wanting to feel more inside me. He pulled his finger back and slowly slid two into my backside. Aching my back I held back a cry, then realized that he wasn't sucking me anymore. I opened my eyes and looked down at him. He was on his knees and I could see his cock, long and thick, glistening with a small trickle of his own precum.
I nodded slowly, knowing that his gaze was a questioning one. He positioned himself and I lifted my legs high into the air, exposing my hole for him. Vic sighed as he slid his cock into me. Slowly it sank into my hole. I cried out, it hurt, but only a little. He held my knees as he ground his hard wolf cock in me. I was clutching the sleeping bag, my eyes clenched shut. My cock was throbbing so I went to stroking myself in time with his grinding. ?Deeper,' I whined, ?faster!' he obliged me and I could feel his warm balls against my rump. I knew he was in all the way and it felt great. I was being fucked wonderfully by my best friend. He howled and tensed. I felt him cum inside me. Drenching my insides with scalding wolf seed. I arched my back, moaning loudly as my orgasm exploded over me. I continued to stroke myself as I spurted my load over my chest and stomach, getting some even on my chin.
Victor's tongue hung out slightly as he panted. Whimpering he drew out of my ass and lay beside me. We kissed for a moment. He licked my chin clean of my cum and purred. ?That was great, Dave.' He said softly, kissing my ear. ?Mhmmm. Yeah it was.' ?Not to mention it's a good sight: you on your back with an ass-full of cum.' We both laughed. ?Let's go get cleaned up and finish fishing, bud.' I suggested but he didn't move. ?I don't wanna move yet, babe.' He curled closer against me. I couldn't' argue. Slowly I shifted to lay with him and found that I was pretty sore. It was a good kind of sore though.
So there you have it, my confession. I didn't intend to cheat on my girlfriend but I did. She read this as was upset, but not the way I had thought though. She wanted to know why I hadn't told her sooner. But that's for another time.