Addiction
#1 of Addiction
A lion helps others with their addictions.
Addiction - May 13, 2014 Written by Afril, Edited by Chaos Blackwing (cl) The Gay Furry Association
M/M, Discussion
The males wandered in to the room, the veterans nodding to each other as they filled styrofoam cups with coffee, finding seats and talking about not much of anything. A little later on a couple of new males came in, and quickly found seats, looking very nervous, but determined. Finally, a lion came in and nodded to several of the males.
"Good evening. I am glad to see some new faces," he paused a moment and looked around before continuing. "I'm Joseph, and I have an addiction. It's all right to have an addiction, and it's all right to talk about it. Bernie... How long has it been?"
The bear looked at his feet. "Ummmm... Half an hour?" The others laughed knowingly. "Hey, it was just a quick one in the bathroom..."
The lion smiled. "It's ok, Bernie."
The bear muttered to himself, still looking at his feet.
Joseph clapped his hands. "Now now... 'We take it One-Day-At-A-Time'... Right?"
The other males nodded. "We take it one day at a time."
"Good. How about you - " He pointed to a newcomer. "Don't be shy, you are among friends."
The gray mouse stood, his tail twitching nervously.
"Ummm.. My name is Maxie."
"Hi, Maxie."
"And I am addicted to sucking cock." The mouse took in a breath. "It's just... The way the skin feels in my hands, when I stroke them. The flavor of pre-cum - Kinda sticky and warm and sweet." He shivered softly. "The way it throbs on my tongue when I am sucking on one."
Many of the other males nodded, smiling gently as they remembered a favorite tryst.
"I always sit in the last booth... " Someone snorted. "Hey, I may like cock, but I am not a queer..."
Joseph again interrupted, "I am sure many of us find Maxie attractive. And you don't have to be queer to like cock... But it helps."
Some of the males groaned, others laughed, the mouse nodded softly.
"I mean, I don't take it in my rear, and I still like females. It's just - When I bounce a fat pair of balls in my palm, or rub them against my chin, the scent of male musk in my nose... I just close my eyes and bob my head on the male-meat. Sometimes... Sometimes, I even stroke myself while I work a guy's dick with my muzzle. And I always swallow..."
The males nodded again, tongues sliding across suddenly dry lips.
The mouse smiled shyly. "It's the feeling of a hard cock pulsing as it shoots a load down my throat. The moans and gasps and the pleas when I nibble on the tip, making sure his balls are drained. The way his butt clenches against my hand - It's such a rush."
He sat down again, blushing as a firm hand took his, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
A couple of others stood and also spoke of their desire for penis, many with wistful smiles.
When no one else seemed to want to say anything, the lion stood up again. "I want to thank everybody for coming by. Remember to sign up if you want to join the 'buddy' program." Joseph held up a clipboard. "And remember guys - What goes on in the bedroom/bathroom stall/in the bushes, stays there... Unless you want to tell me all the juicy details. See you next week."
That made the others laugh and as they left the lion patted each male on the shoulder, encouraging a couple of the new ones to sigh his sheet, and pick someone to 'buddy-up' with. He cleaned up the plastic cups, tossed the cookie crumbs in the trash and turning out the lights, closed the door.
* * * *
The next evening, he walked back into the same room, once again going through the routine of starting the coffee, putting out the cookies, and getting the chairs unfolded. He nodded to the males as they came in, grinning at old friends. When everyone was seated and ready, he began. "Good evening. I'm Joseph, and I have an addiction. It's all right to have an addiction, and it's all right to talk about it. I like having sex with humans."
Many of the other males nodded, grinning.
"Something about all that smoothness, especially those hot, naked butt-cheeks. I just can't keep my hands to myself."
Joseph sat and listened to a wolf talking about how he used to cruise for human males in certain areas, and how he thought he was alone in his desires until he met a fellow 'fur' who was also into 'skin'. And from the male he found about this group and... The lupine ears mottled red. He had found a human who he was currently living with.
As he sat, the others clapped. Some had found partners, others preferred to 'play-the-field'.
Joseph nodded to an otter who stood and spoke of his love for surfer-dudes, making some of the others shake their heads. Another said he had a thing for big-bellies - A big belly usually meant a big ass. A big jiggly ass he loved to smoosh his muzzle into. That got several smiles and nods. And when the pony sat back down, someone whispered in his ear there was a butt-lovers group that met in a couple of days if he wanted to attend... Did he!
When the last one had spoken his desires, they sat for a moment of silence, then they all got up and shuffled out, the lion patting each one on the shoulder. And if they had a cute butt - More than one male murred as he squeezed a pawful of back-pocket. The lion again cleaned the room up, sighing. Between body-part fetishes and species-specific desires, he could have these meetings every night, but he doubted his lover would like him being gone that long - Even if John had mentioned he wouldn't mind being drooled over, if it would help. It would definately make the 'tent-poles' spring up much faster...
The feline giggled as he turned off the lights - 'Hi. My name is Joseph and this is my human husband John and I have an addiction.'
Well... Several, actually.
End