If I Only Had a Bottle of Vodka
"So, do you wanna?"
I realized I had dosed off while Chris (my cousin) had been talking. I think he could tell in a way I had stopped listening, "Wanna wha...?"
"Weren't you listening?"
"Can't say I was..."
He gave a sigh and tried to explain once more, "Do you and Nikki want to go to the mall this evening with me and Danielle?"
Daniel was his sister, and Nikki was mine. We had a huge family and the four of us spent allot of time together. "Um... Sure."
"Great," Danielle said from behind me. I loved her, she was the one person in our foursome that I could completly relate to. She had dark burgandy fur, really dark for the normal shade in our family.
"7:30 then, Ok?"
"That's fun, but Nikki is going to Club Mod for the March of Dimes thing."
"That's Ok. Meagan might be coming so it won't be a loss." Though we were the Fantastic Four of our family, my sister was kindof shunned. Reason being, she is sooo... sooo... stupid. I would get off topic if told for what reasons so just take my word for it, she is just stupid.
I was tired. Very tired. I had just had a long day of school and I was ready for it to be over. My name is Andre. I am a Fox, that for some reason came out white from a family of all red. I am seventeen and I attend Whittacre High School. This may seem like irrelevent information, but I think this needs to be explained to clarify the motives for the actions that follow. My family is Pentecostal. Meaning Christian. Meaning Homosexuality is of the the Devil, Drinking is of the the Devil, wearing shorts is of the the Devil, going to movies is of the the Devil, having fun is of the the Devil, kissing is of the the Devil, sex is of the the Devil, erections are of the the Devil, breathing is of the the Devil... get the point?
Don't get me wrong. I love my family, but I am bisexual. I would go with either a male or female.
***
"I want to go to Aeropostal," Meagan did in fact join us.
Chris looked at his watch, "Man, I didn't think the mall closed this early, its only 8:30. If were gonna go browse we'd better do it fast."
Our group walked toward the store, but as soon as we got within five feet and employee walked up to the entrance and closed the shutter. So much for that.
We decided to head to PacSun, for it was about the only thing open.
I was just kind of there, not really browsing. I was tired. I wanted to sleep. We rounded a corner and me, being the klutz that I am, ran head on into another shopper. Ironically it was a member of our church, Mark Cherez. He was a wolf. Ok, a very good looking wolf. Alright a very hot wolf. Fine... I'd fuck him if I had the chance. He apologized, as did I, and he kind of joined our group. We got into PacSun and Danielle, Meagan, and I began to try on glasses and hats. We all got something and then went to the cash register. She was a blonde poodle. Lets just say if one had to look up 'prep' in a slang dictionary, her picture was probably next to the definition. To my dismay Mark started flirting with her. He appearently knew her because he called her by name and she had no ID. I was kind of grossed out. Ok I was jealous. "Anyone up for Boston Market?" Asked Chris.
I immediatlly said, "YES!" almost too enthusiastically. I wanted to get Mark out of here. But to my dissapointment he said, "Yeah, you guys go ahead, I'll catch up."
***
Boston Market was across the street. I sat there, just prodding my lifeless turkey. Meagan had left with her mom, but Chris took me and Danielle to the resturaunt. It had been an hour. What the fuck could he do in an hour. Nobody has that much stamina. I tried to calm myself and say, 'He doesn't have to be knocking her up.' But I could keep the possibility from my mind. He always has some kind of girlfriend. I really didn't know him that well. He was definitely Pentecostal, but toward the more Liberal side.
Suddenly my hopes skyrocketed as he entered the building. He sat himself across from me, but my heart sank as I saw he was on the cell with his girl in Miami. She was bitching because he didn't call her last night. I was hoping secretly that he would hang up on her, I know I'm evil. The conversation dragged on and on. Eventually we all got up to leave I walked to with them to their car which mine was back at the Mall. Mark stood against his car and did eventually hang up on her to my suprise. "God," he said, "If she calls back to get the last word I am going to put it on speaker just so you guys can hear what I put up with."
In fact she did call back and he did put it on speaker. He was angry she had been doing some drugs (he wanted to become a cop) so he was quite angry at her. "Yeah, well at least I don't dring under age, you hypocrite." He immidiatly flipped off the speaker due to the fact he was surrounded by pentecostals. I then realized, HE DRANK! God, I thought, If Only I Had a Bottle of Vodka. I might be able to seduce him, but I knew it would never happen. Chris and Danielle got tired of the conversation and left. I stayed to hear the end. Somehow they made up and he said, "Love you."
I had heard him say that many times before. He closed his phone and put it back in his pocket. "Hey, Mark. You don't suppose you could give me a lift to my vehicle?"
"Sure, hop in." He had a led foot like I did, I had to do all I could not to get a massive erection. I really love fast cars, or fast drivers, whichever the case may be. Ironically as soon as he parks next to my vehicle to let me out his car started smoking then died. What luck for me, "Dude, I can take you home if you want."
"That'd be great man."
We both climbed into my Yukon and headed east. He was on the phone with a tow company that wanted to charge him insane ammounts because it was past 11:00. "Fine then I'll leave it there til tomorrow." He slammed his phone shut. "Damnit." He flinched when he realized that he was with a pentecostal.
I smiled and said, "You know I don't care if you drink and shit." He was obviously shocked to hear me swear. I was what you might term a geek. "I mean, I do care, but I am not going to judge you for it. I have done allot of fucked up stuff that my parents would get pissed off over."
He was still kind of in shock as we pulled into his driveway. His mom was a security guard in the museum all night so she wasn't home. Mark looked at me, "Thanks man, If you wanna come in side for a bit you can."
Yes YES YYYESSSS!!!! I controlled myself and said as casually as possible, "Sure."
His house was a two story appartment like building. He took me up to his room which was in itself disproved that order can come from chaos. I never thought I would be standing alone with him, in the middle of his room. Alone! I tried hard to keep it cool, but then I was caught off guard when he asked, "You want a drink?"
I said timidly, "Ok."
To my dismay, he pulled out a bottle of Hanger One... Vodka... He pulled out two shot glasses and handed one to me. He poured us both full and we toasted, "To the bitches that say were going to hell for this."
I amened that. No pun intended.
After the 5th shot I was drunk and so was he, we sad on a bean bag couch he had. I never felt so content. I then looked down and realized my dick had hardened straight outward so that there was a huge bulge in my jeans and a tight pressure in my crotch. I worked quickly to adjust hoping Mark didn't see it. He did. But he didn't move away, he only moved closer. He got so close to my face I thought, oh my god. He is going to kiss me! But right at the end he broke away and stood up. I thought for sure I had just been screwed over. He walked to the middle of the room, but stopped then took off his shirt. He turned to me and smiled. I could take a hint. I leaped up and before I was off the couch the only think on were my boxers. Our lips met, he tasted of Vodka, imagine that. He removed my boxers and examined me. "Oh, my god. Your more than I imagined." He said. He pushed me down onto the beanbag and took my cock deep into his muzzle. I wimpered as his tongue expertly moved across my shaft. The pressure in my balls was building, but I already knew I had great stamina. He took my full ten inches down his throat. I wasn't so suprised at that as I was that I am 4 inches around. It was so wonderful. He suddenly stopped. He stoop up the unbuckled his belt. I knew what came next. His pants fell to the floor and I saw there was no clothes under. Just his 12 inch cock fully erect. He turned to expose his ass to me. It was perfectly shaped. He lowered him self and I coated the outside with saliva from my cock for lube. I then set myself and pushed in just to the head of my penis. He winced but not much. He was soooooo tight. I would let him to the rest. He slowly pushed down. He moaned, "Aghk." He pushed all the way to the end. I felt deep inside of him. I wispered into his ear, "I should warn you I have really, really good stamina."
"I should hope so."
There was a pause, then he began slamming into my cock. I aided him, but he did most of the movement. He was going so fast, hard, and deep. I leand back and he did with me so that when he thrust down his entire body rubbed against mine. I caressed the fur at his hips as he pushed himself onto me. My cock was throbbing but I was far from cumming. He began to growl. I could feel his body becoming tense as climax drew near. He pushed only faster. With a howl he released his seedonto his chest. He stopped. "Excuse me," I said, "I'm not through yet."
He smiled, "I can't do much more you'll have to get up and do me." We rotated to where he was now under me. I reached to his chest and grabbed some cum and applied it to his ass for some lube. I then shoved my dick deep into him. I had never gone so fast or as deep as this. Believe me everyone should have sex on a beanbag, penetration angle is amazing. I drove into him again and again. He began to cry, "I can't take much more."
"You'll take it till I am finished." I almost scared myself. I felt a newfound sense of power. I liked it.
I was getting close to a climax. I pushed as hard and deep as my cock would allow. I screamed as my massive load was released into him. Some spurt out of his hole onto me. I layed there on top of him with my dick deep inside covered in my own cum. "That was great." He said panting. I kissed him on the back of the neck. "I love you," he said. I didn't completely believe him because I had heard it many a time before, but I didn't care, I just layed there and held him tell we fell asleep.
The End
I got kindof tired and rush some of the stuff that actually happened. Well this is my first story, I will probably revise sometime when I am more awake. I love input.