Uncomfortably Happy [3]
#3 of Uncomfortably Happy
A series about a young fox who finds himself thrown into the midst of a crazy household. New characters are introduced and Danny finds himself quickly losing his cool. Hopefully the help of a friendly paw can ease his mind.
One Step At A Time
By pawsroloc
Bam! Part three. I'm really whipping this story out. Going to be honest with you guys I have as much of an idea of where this story is going as you do. There is only one thing I'm certain of: porn. There's going to be porn.
WARNING: FURRIES, HOMOSEXUAL RELATIONSHIPS, DID I MENTION FURRIES?
ARE YOU OVER 18? NO? THEN WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE SHOO! SHOO!
Danny watched as his roommate licked the cum out of his fur. This man, who he didn't even know existed until yesterday, had him pinned down on his own bed. Their cocks were beginning to return to their sheathes, satisfied with their recent orgasms.
"Well... If you want to know more about me... I... was raised in the suburbs. I'm going to this college to become an engineer. It wasn't my idea it was my stepfathers." Danny admitted. He looked back down at the wolf, still idly lapping at his stomach. He wondered if Mark was even listening to him.
Mark paused his slobbering and looked up at Danny. "You parents are divorced? So are mine. Least we got something in common. Besides liking cock, that is. What else?" The wolf dipped back down, now eagerly lapping at the fox's nipple.
Danny giggled at the sensation of his nipple being teased by Mark's tongue. "Uh... I'm a bit of a nerd..." The fox started.
"Obviously." Mark growled. "I could tell that before you even opened you mouth. You one of those smart nerds or a geek nerd?"
"Uh... a geek nerd? Never really applied myself in high school." Danny said, thinking back to all those hours wasted spent playing games.
"You and me both." The wolf huffed, getting up off the fox. "You're clean now. No reason for a shower if I just tongue-bathed you. If you don't mind I'm gonna go ahead and catch up on a show." Mark said, hiking a thumb towards his laptop on the other side of the room.
"S-sure. No problem." Danny said. He was still amazed by how casually the wolf was handling what they had just did. "Then I think I'll head downstairs."
"Suit yourself." The wolf shrugged as he fumbled with his shorts.
Danny walked downstairs and headed towards the living room. He glanced at where he and Mark had sat yesterday, remembering the events in detail.
A slam from the refrigerator door made Danny yelp in surprise. He turned around to see a large doberman walking towards him. The canine was carrying a beer in his hand. Danny thought the dog looked familiar, but he couldn't place his finger on it.
Dobie looked the young fox up and down. "So you're the new roommate, right? The freshmen?"
"Yeah. I'm Danny... I think I saw you at yesterdays party." Danny said, hoping not to mistake him for another dobie playing beer pong yesterday.
"Probably." The dog extended a large paw out to Danny. "I'm Phillip by the way, but most people around here call me-"
"Philly? Because of your job?" Danny finished for him, returning the gesture. "Uh... Julius told me." The fox clarified.
Phillip chuckled. "Should've known. Did he tell you anything else about me?"
Danny thought back to earlier today and shook his head. "No. Just that you lived with... uh... Sean?"
Philip shook his head. "Close. Seamus. He's a husky just about your height." The dog raised a hand slightly above Danny's head for scale. "Not nearly as built as me or Mark though." The doberman bragged, flexing a huge bicep. Philly may have been even larger than the wolf.
"So how's Mark treating you?" Philly asked, cracking open his beer.
"W-well. Depends on what you mean by treating." The fox blushed, wondering just how much the roommates knew about Mark's sex life.
"I saw you yesterday on the couch with him. It's not the first time he's pulled a 'party foul' on that couch." The dobie grinned.
Danny's ears dropped in shame. "Y-you knew? Was it that obvious?"
"Oh hey! No!" The dobie reasurred, setting his beer down on the counter. "Subtle may not be Mark's specialty but I'm sure I'm the only one who noticed. I should know. He did the same thing to me sophomore year."
"Y-you too?" Danny gasped. The fox was beginning to suspect that Mark had had his way with everyone in this house.
The dobie let out another chuckle. "Yeah. Didn't last nearly as long as you did."
"How common is that by the way?" The fox asked.
Philly took a long sip of his beer. When he finished he shrugged. "That's just how Mark is. You'll get used to it. I swear that guy probably can't even get through a whole class without fucking the professor."
"T-that happens?" The fox stammered.
"Hm? No! No." The doberman waved his paw as if to dismiss the idea. He paused. "Although it would explain why he passed chemistry and I didn't."
"Nice to meet you and everything Danny. Feel free to stop by my room and say 'hi' whenever you like. I've got a bone to pick with your roommate." The dog walked past Danny.
"Didn't even offer to share..." Philly grumbled, trudging down the hall.
Not really wanting to listen to their argument, Danny sat down on the couch. He took out his phone and saw there was a new text. It was from his mom.
>>Hey Danny. Sorry I couldn't make it down there. Are you all moved in?
That's okay. I'm all moved in now. Barry was a real help.<<
He didn't expect a reply from her anytime soon, so he browsed a few social media sites to pass the time. He heard a door open down the hall. The heavy sounds of footsteps alerted Danny. He turned his head to see the large dragon shuffling into the main room. The dragon was only in his boxers. The taught fabric was stained with flecks of color. The dragon's entire body were also covered in similar blotches of paint.
"Hey." Danny waved, smiling at Julius as he passed.
"Hm? Oh!" Julius gasped, looking down at Danny. "Didn't see you there. Thought you were... upstairs with Mark. How are you doing?"
"Good." Danny said, putting his phone away.
"And Mark?" Julius asked.
"Well... I didn't really heed your advice." Danny got out of his seat, following Julius into the kitchen.
Julius let out a deep rumble of a sigh as he reached into the fridge. "I know."
"Y-you know?"
The dragon returned with a pitcher of filtered water. He began pouring himself a glass. "I live below you, don't I? I'm a little surprised you're down here right now actually." The dragon scratched his stomach scales.
"I-I'm sorry." Danny apologized. He hadn't realized at the time. He felt bad for the dragon.
"Don't be." Julius said, returning the pitcher to the fridge. "You get used to it. And I have my own distractions."
"Like what?" Danny asked.
"Music. Art." He gestured at the paint splattered on his body.
"Were those pieces in your room yours?" Danny recalled the inside of Julius' room. Every wall was covered in a unique piece.
"Yes. I'm a big fan of landscapes. But recently I've been trying something a bit more... abstract. Splatter paint. Not sure I like it."
"I'd like to see it when your done." Danny asked. He had no idea the dragon was an artist until now.
"S-sure. Maybe." The dragon visibly stepped back. Danny was afraid he had hit a nerve.
The practically naked dragon looked incredibly uncomfortable. Danny decided it was best to change the subject.
"I have a question..." Danny began.
"Is it why I'm never wearing clothes?" Julius finished.
"Y-yeah. Mark told me to ask you." A low rumble of approval rang through Julius' throat. It almost sounded like a feline's purr to Danny.
"I'm a dragon. You don't get a lot of us on the coast, so its understandable. Most dragon's hate clothing." He turned around, giving Danny a clear view of his muscled back. All along the ridge of his spine were a row of large quill-like horns, similar in color to the two on his forehead. The quills stopped halfway down his tail. "These guys are super sensitive. The slightest touch can set my teeth on edge. Go ahead, try it."
Hesitantly, the small fox reached out a hand and stroked downwards along the groove of the quills. The reaction was quite visible. The quills retracted from his touch. Danny watched as Julius' back muscles seized repeatedly. The large dragon shivered, his tail even slapping against Danny's thigh.
"See?" Julius asked, turning back around. "Very sensitive. If something foreign brushes unexpectedly against me it can be quite the annoyance."
"So that's why you don't wear shirts?" Danny asked.
"Yes. Back in the country me and family never used to wear clothing, except when we were in public."
"So you were nudists? Didn't you have any neighbors? What about school?"
Julius shook his head. "Lived on a farm. Was an only child as well. Only had to go to town for a few items a couple times a month. Only reason I'm here is cause colleges love gettin' their hands on dragons. N-not to say that my mom was a bad teacher or anything."
"So why don't you go around naked all the time?"
Julius smiled. "I tried for a while. But even just going to campus gets you some stares. I'm starting my third year here. I'm getting used to it. Makes it nicer when I can just come home, strip, and paint. Real calming. Speaking of which, I'm going to go ahead and get back to that." The dragon said, taking his glass of water with him.
"I'll see you later, then." Danny waved. "Nice talking with you."
Danny was left alone in the kitchen. He checked his phone: no new messages. The fox had no idea what to do with his time. He contemplating walking around, but decided it would be best just to return to his room. As he climbed the stairs, he contemplated what the future would have for him. Sure, the wolf was a bit much to handle, but his other roommates seemed fine. He glanced at the door opposite of his. The lights were on inside, but he didn't want to just walk in. He couldn't remember what Julius had said their names were either. The fox opted to open his own door instead.
As the door swung open a howl erupted from inside. Danny peered inside of his room. It seemed Mark and Philly had just finished their 'argument'. The doberman was leaning into Mark's rump, partly bumping and tugging against the wolf's hold on his knot. The wolf's legs were slung over the large dobie's shoulders. His arms were tied to the bed frame behind him. Mark's howl still rang through the room, his back arching in pleasure as he took the entire dog's knot. The two lay there, panting heavily, muscled chests heaving up and down rhythmically. Every so often the Philly's hips would buck back into Mark's ass.
"There..." Philly panted. "That should teach you better."
Mark lay beneath him, a wide grin plastered on his face. He glanced over to where Danny stood. "Oh..! Welcome back. Sorry about rule number two, man." The wolf said, still grinning.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Philly asked. The dobie turned around, realization dawning on him. "Oh. Shit. Sorry about that... uh..." Philly blanked.
"Danny." Mark and Danny clarified in unison.
"Yeah. Danny! Right! Sorry about this." The dobie glanced down at their predicament. "I think we'll be glued together like this for at least another..." He tugged against Mark's ass, releasing a whine from the wolf. "At least thirty minutes."
"Hey Danny you mind helping a guy cum? This bastard won't let me cum." Mark jeered.
"No! He's not going to learn his lesson if he comes out of this with empty balls." The dobie looked down at the whining wolf.
And just when the fox thought things would be back to normal, this had to happen. The two continued their bickering on Mark's bed. The fox watched in confusion as the wolf playfully raised and lowered his ass, causing the tied dobie to buck and shudder. The wolf called his name again. "Help a roommate out, would you?"
This was wierd. This was too wierd for him. His mom had tried to teach him that sex was something to be shared between two lovers. And here he was, watching as two of his roommates fucked as if it was no big deal. As if it was an everyday occurance. He took a step back. "This is too much." He muttered under his breath. "I need to get some air."
The door closed behind him. The two canines looked at each other, the dobie glaring at Mark.
"What?" Mark asked innocently. "It was you who didn't lock the door before you tied me down. Asshole." He jeered again, thrusting once more into Philly's hips.
Danny practically ran down the stairs. He needed to get some fresh air. The fox darted for the front door. He needed to-
"Hello. Are you the new roommate?" A new voice called out.
Danny froze at the door, one paw on the knob. He turned around to see a husky standing in the hallway. He was quite small for a dog, probably just as tall as Danny was, actually.
"Have you seen Philly? My roommate? He said he was home."
"Yeah he's in my room." Danny said, one hand still on the doorknob.
"What's wrong?" The husky asked, cocking his head.
"N-nothing. It's just..." Danny sighed, taking his hand away from the door and walking towards the canine.
"They're fucking? And I don't really know how to feel about that. I mean Mark and I have already... uh... well he made me cum in my pants yesterday and now today he sees me for the first time and we start rutting and... And..." Danny gasped, trying to come to terms with what he was feeling.
The husky cleared the gap between the hyperventilating fox. "Hey! Hey! Come here!" The dog cooed, arms open wide. The fox fell into his open arms. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't find the tears to do so. A gentle paw brushed his fur. "Calm down. Start from the beginning."
The two lay sprawled on Seamus' bed. The bed had a light scent to it. The husky had told him it was sea breeze. The fox thought the calming sent aptly fit. The fox had finished his explanation, his head currently resting on the husky's lap.
"So what are you going to do about it?" Seamus asked. "Do you want to keep living here?"
The fox thought about it. He didn't want to have to explain to his parents why he's backing out now. He already knew what he was getting himself into when he told Barry he would move in. He liked Julius, and Seamus seemed nice. Phillip had been nice to him as well. Even the Mark had some good qualities.
"...Yeah." The fox said at last. He could feel the husky's paw stroking his head. The young man had a calming aura about him. He felt safe next to Seamus.
"Then you're going to have to get accustomed to their antics. I know Mark can seem like an asshole at times, but he's actually a really sweet guy. Philly too."
"But they're so... physical."
"What's wrong with a little bit of touch now and again?" The husky asked, still petting the fox. "Sex is sex. Nothing more. I think the greater issue is that you have been thrust into a completely new environment and its a bit too much to handle all at once. You have to make tiny steps, every day."
The fox contemplated the husky's words. Seamus was right that it was all a bit too much. But each thing on its own was a little bit more bearable. "I guess... But I don't know if I'll ever get used to it."
The husky laughed. His chuckle was soft and rich. "You just have to take it slow. One moment at a time. Take a deep breathe, and stay calm."
The fox did just that. He felt so at home, so comfortable. They sat there like that for some time.
"Feel better?" Seamus finally spoke.
"Mhm." Danny said, eyes flitting open and closed.
"Here," Seamus offered scooting the fox's head off his lap, "let me up for a second." The husky squirmed off the bed, leaving the fox alone before quickly re-hopping back onto the bed.
The husky lay flat next to Danny. Seamus flipped onto his side, staring into the fox's green eyes. Seamus put his paw on Danny's hip. He could feel the husky's warm breath brush against his fur.
"W-wait. I'm not sure if I want to-" The fox began. The hand on his hip slid upwards beneath his shirt.
"We aren't going to do anything." Seamus whispered. "We're just going to touch. Just one step at a time, right?"
The fox nodded, looking into Seamus' deep blue eyes. His pulse calmed a bit as he settled back down into the husky's bed. Seamus smiled as his paw rubbed up and down the fox's stomach. "See? Just touching. Feels good, right?"
"Y-yeah." Danny admitted. The husky's gentle touch was completely different from Mark's. His gentle caresses sent warm butterflies throughout his stomach.
"Try it." Seamus offered, guiding the fox's paw towards his waist.
Hesitantly, the fox slowly began to fun his fingers through the husky's fur. Seamus took this time to brush up closer to Danny, their hips now touching one another's.
"Thank you for trying this with me. If you ever want to stop just let me know." The husky said, helping the fox turn to lay on his side.
Danny didn't remember when they started kissing. One second they were exploring each other's bodies, the next their tongue's were in each other's mouths. While his previous experiences with Mark had felt rushed, his time with Seamus was different. Danny could feel a familiar pressure building in his pants.
Danny suddenly pulled away from the kiss. "W-wait. I want to - I mean - Do you want to..?"
"Want to what, Danny?" The husky asked, nuzzling into his neck.
"I'd really like to... to see you naked." Danny asked.
The husky laughed. "I'd like to see you naked, too."
The two of them clambered out of Seamus' bed. They stood in the middle of the room, staring at one another. They did little to hide their arousal, as both of their pants were clearly tented. Seamus was first to move. The husky grabbed the bottom of Danny's shirt and slowly helped pull it over his head. The husky soon followed, removing his shirt. Danny took this initiative to grab the husky by the waist and pull him into another kiss. The fox pulled away, fumbling to unbutton the husky's pants. "One step at a time." Danny repeated. He knelt down and yanked the tight pants to Seamus' ankles. The husky's tight blue briefs clearly outlined the wolf's bulge. A large dark blue spot had already formed. Danny hesitated. The husky's package was only a few inches away from his nose now and the fox had no idea of what to do next.
Sensing the younger man's hesitation, Seamus grabbed his bulge with his own paw. "Go ahead. Like this." He fondled the material. The fox watched as the dark spot spread outwards. "I should warn you I'm a bit of a dripper."
The fox brought up a paw to replace the husky's. The meaty rod felt wet beneath his grip. He slowly used one finger to stroke up and down the length of the cock. Danny was suddenly hit with a huge urge to see the cock with his own eyes. He gripped the top of Seamus' underwear with both hands.
"May I?" The fox asked.
The husky let out a gorgeous chuckle. "You don't have to ask, silly."
With one quick tug, the wet fabric fell down to his knees. The husky's balls dangled freely. His pink tool now stood fully erect. The husky's knot wasn't nearly as large as Mark's or Philly's. Gently, the fox reached out and touched the member. He gripped it by the base, eliciting a soft moan from Seamus. The fox began to slowly pump the shaft up and down. When his paw would reach the tip of the canine cock, a steady ooze of pre would trickle down the length of the shaft. Danny didn't even think a cock could create this much pre. With the additional lubrication, Danny's pace slowly sped up. A wet schliking sound filled the air as the fox pumped his hand up and down Seamus' cock.
"Oh... O-oh I'm gonna-!" The husky warned. His balls seized as a strong continuous pulse of seed drizzled down upon the kneeling fox. His chest and pants were painted in cum by the time the husky's orgasm ended.
"That was pretty good Danny." The canine said between pants. "Sorry about the mess. I guess I didn't warn you I've got a bit of a hose." Seamus added, gripping the base of his limps cock, sending another dollop of cum onto the fox's lap.
"Let me help you out of those clothes." The husky offered, yanking off his pants and throwing them into a nearby hamper. "I'll wash them for you. For now," Seamus pointed to the bed, "why don't we take care of you?"
The naked husky clambered under the covers. Danny quickly followed.
"Face away from me." The husky ordered. Danny obliged, feeling the husky's arms wrap around him and pull him into a tight embrace. He could feel Seamus' slick member slide beneath his cheeks. Their legs began to tangle together. He could hear Seamus' breath against his ear.
"Are you comfortable?" Seamus asked.
"Yeah." Danny nodded.
"Good." Seamus whispered. The fox could feel the husky's paw work it's way across Danny's chest, his paw smearing against his own handiwork.
Seamus' cum-slickened paw felt cool against his cock. The husky kept a much tighter grip on Danny's cock than he ever had in his life. The fox gasped in surprise as Seamus' worked his cock faster and harder than he had ever thought possible. The combination of pressure and speed quickly became too much for him to handle.
"I-I-I-" Danny stammered, trying to warm Seamus of what was about to happen.
The husky cupped his paw around the tip of the fox's cock, collecting spurt after spurt of the fox's seed. Underneath the covers, the husky slowly spread the handful of seed across Danny's chest.
"Did you like that?" The husky whispered, idly pinching one of the fox's nipple with his cum-soaked paw.
"Mhm. It felt really good." Danny admitted, pushing back into the husky.
"Do you want to stay the night in my bed?" Seamus asked.
Danny nodded, pulling the blankets tighter around them. It was oddly relaxing having the husky's cock wedged between his cheeks. His eyes started to drift closed. He hadn't felt this calm since he'd arrived. The strange combination of musk, cum, and sea breeze tickled his nose as he closed his eyes for good. The two quickly fell asleep afterwards, wrapped in a warm embrace.
To Be Continued...
>>have you seen danny?
>>hasnt come back yet
>>little worried
yeah in seamus bed<<
>>???
>>both of them?
yep<<
reeks of sex<<
making me kind of horny<<
>>round 2?
be up in a sec<<
Feedback is always appreciated. How do you feel about these characters? Am I moving too slow? Too fast? What do YOU want to see happen. Thanks for reading.
Pawsroloc