Savannah Blues part 9
#10 of Savannah Blues
Savannah Blues (9) By Roofles
"Chug, chug, chug!" The crowd roar as Isaac pulled the funnel out of his mouth truimphantly tossing his arms in the air.
"WHOO!" He shouted after finishing the case of beer. He laughed clapping his paws together, stumbling back against the table covered in alcohol beverages.
"Haha, watch it." Colin said jumping up to steady him. A paw gripping his arm, an arm wrapping around his waist having the hyena lean against his shoulder. Before pulling up his chin and giving him a long kiss. Tasting the alcohol on his breath, in his muzzle and rubbing his gut hearing it slosh around.
The party roar on around them as they sucked face in front of the table. The music beat shaking the walls as fur bodies danced and grinded against each other. Every one just wanting to have fun after the test they had only the other night. Pass or fail. It didn't matter today because today they were going to party!
The rhythmic beat from the stereo droned on as the bodies moved in front of it. Several people had grouped up in the living room. Sitting on the furiture and cofee tables, talking amongst each other and with strangers. Flirting, teasing. Just having fun. Some wanted some sweet ass to take home that night, others just didn't want to go home alone. Some wanted to toy around with the horn dog humping up her leg. While the siamese cat and pitbull in the corner wanted something more than just a simple one night stand. The touch of the cat's cheek as the larger dog cooed sweet words to him.
Smoke rose from the stairs next to them leading down to the basement. A place some went to the second they got into the building, others would migrate down as the night grew on and some would avoid it at all cost. A large column of smoke came into the horse as the door opened up before closing behind the equidae. Ralph smacked his lips, blinking his eyes a few time before getting to the top of the stairs and heading into the crowd.
Alphonse owned the large house like mansion off in the country side. His parents were gone that weekened, as they always were. On some yot having their own party or something. Not like he really cared. So, as it was anytime they left, he threw a party. Always making sure it was after a test or final - never before. The mongoose never got drunk or smoked. He didn't do anything but grin from ear to ear as he watched the chaos sow around him and the trouble it would cause his parents. The main dining room was adjacent to the downstairs kitchen where most the furs congregated. It was where the booze was and of course became the center of the party.
Whether it was the smokers down in the basement or the jocks out near the pool with the cheerleaders. Everyone would come back to that spot to refill, get another drink or watch the hyena on the table giggiling like a mad man as a lion licked body shots from his belly and chest.
Jack kicked water at some of the girls who squeeled, realized who had done it, and burst into their own fit of giggils. The dog winked at one of them, picking up the squirrel who kicked agaisnt him as if trying to get him to release her even though it was so obvious she was enjoying herself. Twirled around before being tossed into the pool with the sharks. The girl was swarmed by aqua furs and some members of the swim team. The wild dog watched the otters swim by as a group of water rats chatted up near the swim in bar. The lioness waded through the deep end with her mate who falled behind, the other lioness never taking her eyes off her.
He took a seat at the poolside kicking his feet in the water watching the crowd around him. Even with the dozens of furs out here and around him his eyes still focused on those pairs. Past the group of friends or those who came alone. Onto the koala sipping a mihito with a female one. To the blue jay flaunting his feathers for robin who had his red chest puffed out. The reptile, he wasn't sure what exactly he was, was scooted up next to the bearded dragon. Their tails wrapped together behind them yet otherwise it didn't even appear they knew each other.
His heart dipped a bit more watching the loving show of the lionesses who swam in front of him, seeing under the water an otter at play with a ferret who was desperately trying to keep up with her. Then his eyes looked up at the squirrel next to the orca, with a shark on the other side flirting it up with the guys on the side of the pool as well. The sight made his fur stand. Jack might take home some horny man here or slutty chick there but it was only to get his rocks off nothing more. Not to flirt and kiss and act like theres something there to fill the empty hole inside only to wake up the next morning and kick the other man or woman out of their bed never to talk to them again.
A cheetah waved at him from the other side. He rolled his eyes jumping to his feet and walking over to one of the track team. The oryx towered over all the furs around him. His large horns curved back a bit more than normal and there was a slight cut on his lip. Distinct features. He'd work just fine.
"Cat, elven o'clock. Been eyeing you all day. Have some fun," Jack said still in motion not even stopping to say hello. Giving him a strong pat on the back the oryx headed off his eyes scanning before locking onto the cheetah who was still watching Jack who had slipped behind the large antelope.
Jack was already in the dining room, not even looking at the two on the table, and headed into the living room. Couples were everywhere and that only seemed to boil his blood more. He hated drinking and still he had four since he arrived.
The two ringtails on the couch had their tails wrapped up together and back over it as the smaller one sat on the others lap. "Fags," he mumbled heading past them and up the stairs.
Two rottweiler's were kissing each other softly half way up the stair well. The female pushing the male against the wall. "Disgusting." He growled shoving past and reaching the top of the stairs.
All the doors were shut except for the last one. The wild dog went in spying the siamese cat from the corner of his eye as the pitbull took his shirt off.
"Out, both of you." Jack said flipping his phone open and sending the text he had already saved.
Ralph laid out on the lounge chair against the pool side. The zebra had a leg up, one off with his arm over his face. Even after heading downstairs he still felt tense. He would've stayed down all night if he could but the buzzing in his pocket reminded him as to why he had come to this stupid party to begin with.
He didn't pull the phone out already knowing what it was going to say. He didn't want to do this. It was stupid and it disgusted him but even so he found himself pushing himself up off that chair. Past the panther clad in only tight leather thong. Through the throng of furry, scaley, feathery bodies into the dining room and up to the lion who was busy talking to the mongoose.
"This is an awe-some par-tay," Colin slurred leaning against the mongoose far more than the small male would prefer.
"Oh, this is nothing. Should've seen it last month. Someone drove a car through the side gallery. Was hilarious," the mongoose spoke evenly and calmly his voice never changing a pitch. He would've made a perfect lawyer Ralph thought as he nodded at him. "But that's another story for another time. You remember Ralph, right."
Colin turned his head. "Ha, if it isn't the striped pony. What do you want?" His face contorted into a twisted smile not even seemingly to mind him being here too much.
Pouring drinks down his throat worked better than he thought, Ralph figured leaning against the counter and tossing his mane onto the other side of his neck like in some shampoo commercial. "Yeah, I haven't taken my eyes off you. You stud," he did his best to keep his voice as even as the mongoose had been but if the lion hadn't been drunk he doubt he could've fooled him. He didn't even fool himself a sick feeling building up in his gut.
"Oh?" The lion leaned against the table, tossing his shoulders back and sticking his groin out. The only thing that came to Ralph's mind was just what a douche he was.
"I never noticed just how sexy you were. All dominate. And...hot. And stuff." Ralph mind going blank trying to come up with new words to throw out. He never had to hit on anyone. He wasn't sure how others did it. This was embarassing and made him feel like a giant fool. "I just want to get down on all fours for you. And let you...top me...or something."
The lion licked his chops, looking the zebra up and down. "You are a nice piece of meat." He spoke and Ralph, in a sickening way, knew he was in. He'd have to spend some more time stroking his ego, flirting him up before getting him up into that room.
The mongoose led Isaac away into the kitchen and to 'family' room. A place he converted into his own little game room. Four pool tables, all in use. Two dart boards, both occupied. A large couch with two lazy boys on either side with a massive large screen tv in front of it with one of every gaming system known to fur. Every spot, and game, was taken. The large screen split into four as if four people were playing. Each split screen was another game, other players playing it all on the same tv.
A small fridge was in the corner where a vixen was bending over to get some more olives for her and her friends drinks. "This is my place," the mongoose said. "But he's your man." He pointed a clawed finger at the wild dog who had a cigar in his muzzle, bent over a bit with his tail raised as he hit the cue ball breaking up the perfectly hand placed traingle of balls. Two went in and he took another puff, blowign smoke rings from his nostrils before turning to Isaac.
"Play a game?" He asked tossing him a pool stick.
The mongoose caught it as he doubt the hyena could before handing it over. "He'd love too. I got things to do, relationships to break up and people lives to ruin. Ciao." He waved heading back up the two steps back into the kitchen.
Isaac closed his eyes getting his bearings before breaking into a large grin and walking over. "Been a while, bud." He spoke a bit slower than he meant too but he got the job done.
The wild dog didn't say anything. Instead getting in between him and the table, turning his back, lifting his tail and taking another shot. Making the sixth ball in. Isaac looked at that supple firm well trimmed hips, tight ass and the raise tail. Something he hadn't seen in a while and he burst into a silly fit of giggils at the idea.
"What's so funny, chuckles?" A puma said a few feet away watching the wild dog intently as he made another shot in.
"He thinks its funny that some prickless cat like you thought you could top a sweet ass like mine." Jack said casually making another shot. A difficult one but it was the only way to make sure Isaac noticed his ass again.
"Funny, I figured him for a fag. Not you Jack." The puma spoke and Isaac realized the stripped uniform he had on was part of the track team as well. Even in his waterdowned state Isaac thought it was silly for him to be in uniform. He always thought it was an ugly outfit though he never told Jack that.
"That's an ugly outfit." The hyena blurted out.
Jack looked at him before turning towards back to the table. "We have to wear it," he mumbled. "If you had a problem I would've been more than happy to strip it off for you."
"Fag." The puma said his eyes hypnotized by the balls on the table, watching another bounce off the wall and make it into the corner pocket. "Nice shot."
"It was nothing." Jack turned towards the hyena. "Make a shot?"
"Oh, so its mine turn now?" Isaac laughed taking a few steps over before frowning looking at the table. "I suck at this game."
The wild dog rolled his eyes putting his stick down before getting in front of the hyena. Worming between his arms, and grinding back against him as he took the stick in paw. Isaac didn't let go, feeling a blush on his face that soon put a silly smile on it as he bent over with the dog aiming the pool stick and with a quick hump hit the ball into the pocket.
"See, nothing too it." Jack said turning around, their muzzle almost touching. He hesitated about to move forward but Isaac pulled back scratching the side of his face.
"I should go see what Colin's doing." Isaac mumbled looking over his shoulder.
Jack's ears fell back as his tail untucked between his les. He scowled a bit, growling softly but when Isaac looked back he was chipper again his tail wagging fakely. "Sure, lets go see." Jack flipped his phone open as he guided the hyena back, keeping it at his side away from his view as he sent a quick text.
The kitchen was mostly empty of furs and the keg was moved outside where several guys were gathered around with foaming cups. "Gryphons!" They shouted hitting their cups together and drinking them down. The basketball team, like many teams, were named after mythical creatures. Isaac stuck his head out looking around but didn't spy any lion's so the spotted grayish blue furred head went back in.
Looking at Jack he shook his head. "Let's try in the living room." The dog offered with a shrug of his shoulders.
A movie was playing. The notebook from the look of it, and Isaac blushed that he realized that he knew what it was. Several couples were around watching it each with their own drinks, own partners in their laps or next to them; tails entwined, holding hands, feet playing with each other as they cuddled up, snuggled and nuzzled with one another.
The hyena ears drooped. He wondered if Colin would like to come in and watch. It was a little less forceful what they had been doing, sure. But it would be nice and they could grab a drink and watch an amazing movie.
"Upstairs?" Jack asked bringing him back to the present. "Or we could stay here but there only seems theres room for one. So i'd have to sit in your lap."
Isaac didn't reply going around the couch, past the ringtails tails, and up the stairs and into the hallway with everydoor closed.
"In here," Jack said moving past him going to the farthest door and without even knocking opening it up.
Isaac saw a striped bodied underneath the lion. Walking closer he could see that both were clothless, or he assumed the one on the bottom one was seeing the back of the lion and the nude form of it. "Colin?" He whimpered before looking at the striped legs. "Ralph? I-but. This can't -," he covered his muzzle turning and running out of the room.
"Shit get off me," Ralph growled squeezed the lion with both his legs and swinging him off to the side. Jumping up he wiped the spunk off his chest. "Fuckin' cat. Jack. Where's Isaac?" He asked looked at the open door.
"Two birds. One stone." Jack shrugged shutting the door as he left. "Have fun." Leaving the zebra behind to figure out what he meant.