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The sun still had yet to rise and Biscuit was already stirring in bed. The thick set dog stubbornly kept his eyes closed, clinging to that in between state of aware unconscious. After short while, he finally gave up, his mattress feeling too warm and too soft for him to fully enjoy it anymore. He opened his eyes to be greeted with the sight of his dark room, not even the first rays of sunlight creeping though his blinds. The sluggishness of sleep weighed his mind down even though his body forced him awake, clearing wanting something he hadn't figured out yet.

Lying in bed wasn't going to do him any favors, so the big mutt attempted to slide out of the cozy spot but, something warm and fuzzy sitting right between his legs stopped him from moving any further. He peeked under the heavy quilt covering his lower half and even in the dim, blue light he could make out the familiar head of a sable colored ferret using his inner thigh as a pillow.

Biscuit smirked, or at least his sleepy brain sent the signal to his face to smirk, if it got there was a different story. In their small circle of friends, the ferret sleeping between his legs was a notorious musk hound, resulting in the mustelid being delegated to the group's gym clothes launderer, returning gear spotless and fresh but, not before enjoying them and making a few messes of his own. There was no doubt in Biscuit's mind that the ferret ended up snoozing near his crotch to fall asleep to the musky aroma of big dog balls.

Ever the gentleman, Biscuit reached under the covers to grasp the root of his rousing cock and press the thick head less than gently into the ferret's ear. The much smaller male yelped and yanked his head away in surprise before groaning, the pitch and length of which Biscuit knew by heart.

"Hung over?" The dog grunted, letting go of his dick then reaching for the ferret's violated ear, rubbing it as an apology.

"Like you wouldn't believe." The ferret said, his words muffled by the blanket.

"You need some water, then a meal." Said the dog, still half asleep himself.

"No, nurse Biscuit, what I need is some coffee." Stated the ferret before curling up tighter into Biscuit's thigh."

"Dumbass." Was all the sleep addled dog could say before he yanked the ferret from under the quilt by the scuff of his neck, something the hung over male didn't enjoy one bit.

"Dude, quit being a jerk and go get me some, I know you don't have any here." Groaned the ferret again, rubbing his eyes with tattooed hands.

"Nope, get it yerself." Huffed the dog, leaning into the ferret's face and licking over the short snout. What could have been mistaken as act of affection was Biscuit's way of telling if he fucked his friend considering he didn't remember inviting the ferret over or the night that ensued.

"Nah, we didn't fuck." The ferret answered for him, enjoying the tongue bath in spite of the true intent. He found that out of course, the dog couldn't taste his cum, only his mild musk. "We wanted to but, we were both pretty wasted and you got whisky dick."

To this, Biscuit snorted and sat up in bed, glowering down at his friend. "What?"

"Relax, you were being a fucking goof last night anyway and you drank me under the table for sure. Probably still drunk aren't you?"

That, would explain a whole lot, the sluggishness, the limited brain activity, the hazy memory, the ferret in his bed.

"Yeah, feels like it." The dog said flatly, annoyed that he didn't notice sooner.

"Well, then you need coffee too, go get us some." The ferret tired again, trying to work himself back into the covers only to be pulled out again by a thick hand.

"Get somethin' on Moondoggie, we'll go get yer damn coffee." And with that, Biscuit swung himself out of bed, trying his best to shake off the sleep and drunkeness which clung to him like cobwebs. Moondoggie followed suit quietly, seeking out any of his clothes he might have removed in the bedroom. The dog was busy wrestling his half hard dick into a pair of jeans while the ferret borrowed a heavy flannel shirt from the canine's closet, earning himself an odd smirk from Biscuit.

"Cold?" The mutt asked asked, seeking out a shirt and a hoodie to go over it.

"We all can be walls of beef and heat like you." The ferret shot back., buttoning the shirt around him then leaving the room to wait by the front door.

The trip to the closest coffee shop was no more than ten minutes away from Biscuit's apartment but, the way the hung over ferret and still drunk dog trudged down the street, it would take a little while longer. Moondoggie squinted at his phone, the bright screen illuminating his face while his braced himself against the before dawn chill.

"Makin' sure you didn't say anything stupid?" Biscuit asked, noticing the ferret falling a few steps behind him.

"Nah, more like making sure I didn't send pictures of my cock to anyone." Moondoggie said, distracted with his search for any drunken texts.

"Anyone who you talk to has seen it already." Said the big dog, reaching back and looping an arm around the ferret's neck to help him keep pace. "Hurry up, I wanna get back in bed.

"Yeah yeah, lazy mutt." Moondoggie tucked his phone away and nudged himself into Biscuit's side, stealing body heat from the canine. The pair finally approached the little artsy coffee shop, the lights on but, only a single, boar barista slumped at the counter looking as if he was about to collapse from sheer boredom.

"He's cute." Moondoggie stated quietly as he opened the door.

"A little young lookin' but, yeah." Grunted Biscuit, scanning the establishment for the most comfortable looking seat.

The boar's eyes seemed to light up, as the pair entered, pushing himself up and brushing his apron down in the front. "Good morning guys, welcome in!" The pig said cheerfully, like he was truly happy to see the patrons. Weird.

Biscuit, still tired and equally as grumpy merely offered a nod and grunt before finding himself a seat he could slump deeply into, Moondoggie on the other hand spoke like a decent person.

"G'mornin' I'll take whatever is hot and has a lot of caffeine in it, please." Requested the ferret, fishing his wallet out of his pants. The boar gave him a quizzical look before answering.

"Well there is always a classic espresso, or I could make you something special.

Moondoggie chuckled roughly, placing his debt card on the counter. "Tell you what, surprise me, make me something you like. I'm sure you know what's good."

The boar smiled brightly and took the card with a nod, swiping it though the till then glancing down at the name on it before returning it. "Moondoggie?"

"That's me." Said the ferret while returning his card and wallet to his pocket. "Parents were surfers who liked to read."

The boar merely 'oh'ed and nodded, clearly not getting the reference and doing his best to play it off. The ferret went back to Biscuit who found a booth near the window, the dog eyeing him with a slight frown.

"What?" Moondoggie asked as he sat down. Biscuit stayed quiet, silently judging his friend.

"What?!"

"He's like, sixteen, keep it in 'yer pants." Said the dog bluntly."

"He's at least eighteen, I mean he had a beard!" The ferret hissed while motioning to the boar who was busy working with some machine behind the counter."

"Dude, I could grow a full beard at sixteen, that doesn't mean shit. Unless you wanna be put on some list somewhere, I suggest you relax."

It was Moondoggie's turn to frown, the mustelid looking the mutt harshly before a venomous grin crossed his muzzle.

"Oooh, I get it." Moondoggie started, folding his arms behind his head. "big dog doesn't like to share. No, no, I get it. "

Biscuit only raised his brow.

"I forgot you always got a little territorial after fucking." The ferret was laying the cockiness on thick now

"We didn't fuck, bro." Biscuit corrected.

"You know what I mean. You've always been like this, you get your scent on someone and you get all cute and protective. Remember that time you nearly punched Dom's lights out during that foursome, or the time you hated Bourke for about a week after-" The ferret hushed his gloating when the boar approached with a warm smile and Moondoggie's steaming drink.

"I hope you like ginger bread, I know I love it." The boar said as he placed the cup down before the ferret then turned to the dog. "Is there anything I could get for you?"

Biscuit snorted then leaned forward. "How old are you, kid?"

"Uh, I'm nineteen, why?"He answered, giving mutt a curious look.

"No reason." Was all Biscuit said before he reached out and snatched up Moondoggie by the collar of his shirt.

The ferret yelped sharply as he manhandled out of his seat while the boar stumbled backwards, unsure if he should run behind the counter and call the police to stop this skirmish before it started yet, the boar's found his legs unable to move as the fight turned...Awkward.

Biscuit snorted as he shoved Moondoggie chest first onto the table, drawing a pained groan from the wriggling ferret.

"Ey, c'mon on now! I didn't mean all that shit!" Shouted Moondoggie as he felt the dog's heavy palm hold him steady, keeping him from pushing away from the table. "I was just fuckin' with you!"

"First you get me outta bed, then you mess with me..." Biscuit growled as he reached into the ferret's back pockets until he withdrew a foil packet with a roll of his eyes before yanking Moondoggie's pants down just enough to expose the softly furred rump. A mustelid as promiscuous as Moondoggie was always prepared.

"Biscuit! Lemme go, buddy! I swear-" The dogged barked sharply to silence the pleading ferret, making the sound of this zipper being tugged down all the more dramatic and imposing. Biscuit always had a soft spot for theatrics. The boar, who had been quiet ever sense he answered the question that seemed the start this ordeal made his first noise, a low gasp after the mutt reached into his pants and hauled his thick shaft into the coffee and pastry scented air. The little sound didn't go ignored by the dog, who slapped his heavy cock against the ferret's ass just to show off while it swelled to hardness.

Moondoggie opened his mouth to appeal once more however, the words were crowed out by a shuddering groan. Biscuit, ever skilled, had torn open the packet of lube with his teeth and squeezed the clear, cold fluid under the ferret's tail, which was raised by sheer reflex thanks the Moondoggie's 'habits.'

Now normally Biscuit would tease the ferret, press a few thick fingers into his tunnel to stretch him out, toy with his prostate a little just to keep him riled up, maybe even make out a little before pushing the mustelid to his first orgasm of the night. This clearly wasn't one of those situations.

The mutt took his hardened shaft at the root and gave it a gentle squeeze, causing his cock to swell even thicker and the veins to throb before he wedged the head against Moondoggie's flexing ring.

"Hey, lemme up man! I know I talk a lot of shi-" Again the ferret was interrupted but, this time it was by himself, a long and pleased moan leaving him as the canine forced that meaty shaft into his only marginally resistant tunnel. Any ounce of fight left in the ferret due to the shame had quickly disappeared when the familiar heat of a fat cock working its way into his guts took over, his tongue hanging from his muzzle while he clawed weakly as the table under him. The boar might have well not been there.

Biscuit, still looking like a huge grump despite pushing himself deep into the weakly squirming ferret, grunted lowly as he sank into the welcoming ass, his heavy balls settling against his friend's fuzzy taint. He probably wasn't going to be happy until he got back into bed.

"He likes you." The dog said plainly, addressing the boar, whose mouth hung open in shock. "You can't fuck him though, he's mine."

To make his hazy point more clear, Biscuit drew his hips back until only the very tip of his cock was holding the ferret's hole open before slamming into the smaller male, causing Moondoggie to whimper and shout and the table shake despite being bolted to the ground. The boar only nodded and wrung his hands together as he watched the dog pull back and thrusts savagely into the ferret once more, then a third and fourth time. He found himself on longer keeping count after the seventh, distracted by the rude sounds of the lube and the two colliding bodies made.

The barista boar could help but cringe as he watched the pair fuck, it was scary and uncomfortable how the dog seemed like we wanted to hurt the ferret with his harsh pounding but, the ferret seemed to love it anyway. Or maybe it the uncomfortable feeling was his cock trying to break his zipper, yeah, that was probably it.

Moondoggie drooled onto the table, whimpering in unhindered lust as the dog traded his long, hard thrusts into shorter but, still just as hard rolls of his hips. The ferret's body quivered hard, and not just with the power behind the mutt's fucking, his tunnel tensing up hard around the cock barreling though his rump. He was so close, His cock might still have been trapped in his pants however, cleaning cum from his jeans was pretty normal for him.

Biscuit rabbit-fucked the poor ferret into a sound submission, Moondoggie's legs growing weak with every thrust until the only things supporting him was the dog drilling him wildly and the wobbling table. Faster and deeper, was all that the huge mutt could think, faster and deeper to teach his mouthy friend an important lesson...A lesson that his still drunken brain forgot about but, the fucking made him feel good so, he wasn't too worried about that.

The boar panted as he watched to two hit a feverish pace, Biscuit fucking Moondoggie hard enough to worry the boar, and to make him his own tail quiver. The barista was about to speak up when a loud, harsh bark keep him silent. Was he witnessed next all happened so fast to him, his lust addled senses struggled to keep up.

Biscuit had reached his peak and reached it violently, the dog's fur bristling and his muscles tensing as he gave one final, brutal shove into his friend, only to yank himself out again. It was a cruel idea that he came up within the final moments before his climax but, one that made the still grumpy dog smirk with dark joy. His glistening shaft was pulled free of the ferret, who whined as if he was just punched in the gut, his thick paw reaching for the still steaming cup of coffee. He popped the lid off and swiftly brought it down to crotch height, aiming his swollen and throbbing cock before it erupted. Thick and heavy lashing of mutt cum shot into the drink, Biscuit pumping his shaft hard with his fist to milk as much as he could from his plump balls into the ferret's coffee.

The boar was given the best view of the whole thing, panting with sheer excitement as the dog added his own musky flavor the drink he carefully crafted and blended with this own hands. Biscuit grunted loudly as his orgasm slowly faded, giving his cock a gentle squeeze to work the last dregs of his seed into the coffee before replacing the lid and slamming it on the table, before the ferret's face.

"There, you have yer fuckin' coffee." Biscuit said curtly, he would have made a rude joke about an extra shot of something or special dog cream but, he was too drunk, too tired and still too grouchy to think one up.

Moondoggie whimpered as he was left on the edge, pushing himself up and off the table with shaky legs. He hated and loved when Biscuit got that rough with him The ferret wiped the drool form his muzzle before he reached for the insulated cup and gripped it between his tattooed hands, the steam rising from the drink smelling more like his friend's spunk than spicy gingerbread.

"You're a dick." Was all Moondoggie said as he looked down at his latte, deciding if it was ruined or not.

"Thanks kid, sorry for any mental scars we leave." Said Biscuit to the still stunned boar, ignoring the ferret's words. The dog turned to leave, tugging the ferret against his side to keep the lean male from falling behind again.

"Wai-wait a second!" Shouted the boar before the pair reached the door. Biscuit glanced back before helping Moondoggie out of the coffee shop and walking back to the barista.

The ferret waited outside in the chilly air, looking between the cum loaded coffee and the boar speaking to the dog inside. Whatever conversation they had ended with Biscuit smirking and pulling out his phone before leaving to rejoin his friend.

"What did he want?" Moondoggie asked after he tucked himself against along the dog's side for support and warmth.

"He gave me his number, wanted to take me out on a 'date' or so he claims." Biscuit said, making his way back to his apartment.

"What?! Are you for real?!"

The dog nodded and smirked.

"I should have let you stay in bed." Moondoggie said with a frown before lifting the cup to his lips and taking a hearty swig.