{"sf1_id":918260,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Affair: Chapter 1","author":"Ace Wolf","words":3412,"posted_at":"2015-10-05T18:50:00.000Z","tags":["Adult","Drugs","Drunk","Feline","Fox","Gay","M/M","Otter","Story Progression","Story Series","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/918260-the-affair-chapter-1","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/918260","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=918260\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"\nMaslow is a great psychologist who said each individual will\nsatisfy their basic needs before tackling other obligations. They also deal\nwith the secondary obligations before considering the needs of others around\nthem. This includes friends, family, and a significant other. \nWhy are we so focused on our own needs? The will to push\nforward is driven by strong emotions. An emotion as strong as anger or jealousy\ncan force the mightiest of men to act outside of their normal personality. What\nabout the weak? Petty emotions are able to crumble the weak with ease. \nPetty emotions can do all of this. \nWhat happens when you are faced with a strong emotion? Are\nyou brave enough to face this monster of an emotion head on, or will you hide\nand cower like gazelles being chased down by lions? Most are not able to face\nbigger emotions.\nWhich emotion can be consider so terrifying? Guess. It's not\na hard question and is really quite easy. This emotion drives everyone and is\nthe base of all of our determination. \nThat emotion is love. \nLove is where my story starts; love is where my story ends.\nIt isn't the most exciting tale, but all of the events that took place turned\nme into the guy I am today. Stick around if you want to explore the darkest\nparts of the joys of my emotion: love. \nIt all started summer 2015. I, a tall, muscular grey wolf\nsat in the living room of my house with four friends. Two of the friends that\naccompanied me were my roommates and also a couple in their early twenties: a\nfemale leopard and male cheetah. Those two sat on a couch directly facing me\nand another guy -a short snow white fox, who was my boyfriend. To our right in\na chair sat a small, slender otter, a friend of ours. \nThe night was a little blurry. Drinks were being passed\naround. It was a good night filled with EverClear and marijuana. Friday nights\nwere always a lot of fun; especially since everyone had the weekend off. With\nonly one true ambition, to get shit-faced, the group of furs all enjoyed their\ntime together. Each conversation brought up was lively and insightful. \nThe drinking did not last forever. After a while, each of us\nhad gotten hungry, and before we knew it our cell phones were out and searching\nfor our drunken meal. Unfortunately, everyone decided on different meal. My\nboyfriend and the Cheetah, Joel, decided to go for Taco Bell (typical stoners).\nJoel's girlfriend, Hannah, wanted burgers, and the idea of a fat patty between\ntwo greasy buns grabbed both Carlos and my attention. Before we knew it\neveryone was in a car and headed to our desired destination. Hannah was our\ndesignated driver. She took the wheel and Carlos and I found a comfortable spot\nin the backseat. \nI think you should know this next piece of information. I\nthought Carlos to be the most adorable little guy I had ever laid eyes on. His\nshort frame and cute bubble made him desirable, but that was not the only thing\nthat attracted me to this little guy. The look he gives me when no one notice...\nIt's like he is undressing me with his eyes. I would melt each time our eyes\nmet. I felt weak around him. \nI wanted him for some odd reason. \nI always get what I want. \nI remember us sitting next to each other in the back seat of\nHannah's car. In the front seat, Hannah tried to strike up a conversation about\nthe daily struggles of her relationship, but it was for not. Carlos and I sat\nin the backseat completely ignoring our designated driver as our eyes met once\nmore. I felt that feeling of helplessness. I knew why. I had a boyfriend, but\nhere I sat, lost in a daze with someone who wanted me just as bad as I wanted\nthem. Shame and excitement washed over, and in the end excitement won. \nHannah continued to discuss personal issues. We continued to\nignore her and begin to inch closer, eventually closing the gap between us.\nCarlos' paw rest on the little space between us. I took the opportunity to\nplace my paw over his and met his eyes once more. \nCarlos leaned in and put his muzzle a mere inch away from my\near and whispered, \"Are you drunk?\"\nI nodded\nThe little otter grinned as he placed his free paw on my\ncrotch. His small paw caressed my crotch and my pants began to tighten as a\nbulge formed. He slowly massaged the bulge and murred contently to himself\nbefore looking up and giving a coy smile. \nI knew this was wrong. What would my partner think? All of\nthe work I put into the last three years would be for nothing! But I was drunk.\nAll of the thoughts, desires, and actions outweighed the consequences. There\nwas something I wanted. That something was mere inches away. I couldn't let\nthis moment slip away...\nI grabbed the paw that rested beneath mine and pulled the\nlittle otter into my chest. Carlos looked up at me with a shocked expression. I\ntightened my hold on him, bringing him closer until our noses touched. \n\"You are going to get me into trouble.\" I grinned. The\nlittle otter blushed and cupped my growing bulge. \n\"You are trouble.\" He said timidly, looking up into my eyes.\nI caught his gaze and held it for what seemed like an eternity. I wanted to get\nlost in his pupils. Lost in him. Hell, I would have loved to get lost with him.\n\nLittle did I know, I was already lost. \nOur muzzled inched closer and closer. Light breaths hit my\nmuzzles opening as the nervous otter closed the gap between us. I could feel\nthe heat radiate from his tongue and it drove me crazy. I wanted him. I had to\nhave him -NOW!\nThe little otter wanted me, too. A pair of light brown eyes\nstared at me as we moved into one another. Our light breaths became pants. Both\nof our chests vibrated to the rhythm of our hearts. Slowly, our eyes closed and\nwe went in for the kiss. A kiss I waited for all night. It was finally going to\nhappen...\nSuddenly, as the tip my muzzle connected with Carlos, Hannah\ntook a sharp right turn, throwing myself onto Carlos' side of the backseat as\nour heads smacked together. I pushed myself back to the opposite side and\nrubbed my head. \n\"Shit! Be careful, Hannah!\" I spat and continued to rub over\nmy injury.\nHannah glared at me through the review mirror. \"Sorry,\" her\nvoice flowing with distaste. \"Maybe you should sit in the front seat so you two\nwon't go crashing INTO each other.\" \nI glanced over at Carlos, who blushed and gave his attention\nto something outside of the car. I didn't blush, but I copied Carlos' actions\nand looked out of my window. Hannah saw everything. I just hope she would be\ndiscreet about what happened. Her and my boyfriend, James, had a close\nrelationship. I had to make sure this would not get back to him. \nContinuing to look out of the window I said, \"Yeah, when we\nstop I'll come up with you... Seems like you need a little bit of company.\"\nHannah just grunted and went back to driving. \nWhen we arrived at the burger joint, I switched to the front\nseat. Maybe that would give me a few brownie points with Hannah. We order our\nfood and made our way back home. Hannah attempted to convers as she mentioned\nher plans for the 4th of July. I entertained her for a bit with\nquestions of the future trip. Carlos, on the other paw, didn't say anything\nelse. He sat close to his door and gazed out of the window. \nI couldn't help but wonder what was going through his head...\nJoel and James made it home before us and had already\nstarted their meal. We joined them and talked for a bit. Yawns filled the room\nsince the drinks and herb were now absent. Everyone stuffed their bellies and\nwas ready to go to bed. All except Carlos, who had to drive back home. \nHannah and Joel were the first to retire. \n\"That was fun guys!\" Joel started, \"but we are tired. Time\nto hit the sack.\" The cheetah pulled his snow leopard close. \nCarlos stood up next and stretched. As he raised his arms\nover his head, each muscle could be spotted in his short arms. A set of tight\nabs caught my eyes, too, for a brief second. \nThe otter fished his phone out of his pocket and looked at\nthe time. \"Guess I will be headed out. We have to do this ag-...\" \n\"Dude,\" I interrupted. \"It's past three in the morning. You\ncan take the couch for the night. Don't do any driving tonight. It's Saturday\nand there is probably a hundred road blocks between here and your place.\"\nFrom my left, I could feel someone glaring a hold in the\nside of my head. I knew Hannah was watching me intensely. I ignored her and\ncontinued to look over Carlos, awaiting his answer. \nCarlos' eyes met mine, then he quickly glanced at Hannah\nbefore stopping at James. He looked nervous. That only made him more desirable.\nI bit my lower lip and gave him the look he gives me. The 'I want to fuck you\nright here, and right now' look. He noticed and blushed. \n\"I- would that be ok with you guys?\" Carlos' eyes went from\nJames to Joel, then back at me. They both nodded. \nI stood up and stretched, showing off my defined body to the\nlittle otter. I kind of got off when someone watched me flex. I stay in the gym\nduring all of my free time so it is would be a shame if I kept this body\nhidden. \n\"Ok, I'll go get you a pillow and blanket.\" I said and\nswiftly exited the room. \nExcitement put an extra bounce in my step. I could not\ncontrol this joyful feeling that came from just thinking this otter would be\nsleeping in the next room. The warm sensation from the mere thought spread\nthroughout my body; out of nowhere, my cock began to swell. \nI grabbed a pillow and blanket and dashed back toward the\nliving room. When I got back, Joel and Hannah disappeared and James was on his\nway to our bedroom. As I passed my little fox, I quickly gave him a peck on the\nlips and made my way back to Carlos. \nCarlos was lying on the couch with his feet propped up and\narms crossed behind his head. His posture slightly showed his lower abdominal\nmuscles. The sight caused me to lick my lips. \nI walked over to where the otter rested and handed him the pillow\nand blanket. \"Here you go. Let me know if you need anything else.\" As I twisted\nmy body to leave, a paw grabbed my wrist. I looked back to find the little\notter leaning up and holding my arm in a tight grip. \nMy eyes lowered and body relaxed as I whispered, \"W-what?\" \nCarlos' grip became lose. He sat motionless as his eyes met\nmine. He looked like an embarrassed cub, or cub who wanted to admit a bad deed.\nThrough it all, he looked like someone I wanted to hold and kiss. It took every\nounce of restraint to keep from doing just that. \n\"I have to go now,\" I said, my voice still a whisper. \"Will\nyou...\"\n\"Please don't leave me.\" The little otter whimpered. As the\nwords left his mouth, I could feel time and space come to a halt. Those words.\nI heard them before, but where? The memory didn't surface and I was left\nconfused. In the midst of all the emotions felt at the time, one stood out. \nI think.\nIn that instant.\nI had fallen in love with this little otter. \nI looked down into those light brown orbs and felt at a\nlost. Of course I wanted him; now more than ever. There was something in the\nback of my mind that told me to walk away. Go to your room and spend the rest\nof this awesome night with your boyfriend. If you can muster up the strength,\nwalk the fuck away! You will regret every choice you make tonight in the\nmorning, so you better chose wisely. \nBut there was no choosing. The moment he said those four\nlittle words \"Please Don't Leave Me\" my fate was sealed. Believe me, I wanted\nto walk away and keep a clear conscious. I wanted to do the right thing. \nWell, let us be honest. I didn't want to do the right thing.\nI knew what I wanted, and from the start I have wanted one thing -Carlos. \nMy body began to move on its own. I leaned down and pressed\nmy lips against Carlos' lips and pushed him back into the sofa. He lied on his\nback as I positioned myself between the little otter's legs and deepened the\nkiss. I felt two arms wrap around my neck and could hear slight moans come from\nbelow me as my tongue battled for dominance in an unfamiliar territory.\nAlthough it was an unfamiliar territory, my wet muscle felt at home there. \nThe kiss broke for a second as Carlos and I attempt to\nrelieve ourselves of clothes. Carlos went straight for his pants -unbuttoning\nand unzipping them before he slipped out of his restraints. I pulled my shirt\nover my head and cast it to the side and dove right back into another kiss. A\nset of paws ran down my chest and abs, then, grabbed my pants waistband. I felt\nthe paws hard at work as they unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. \nThe only thoughts going through my mind was to get this cute\nlittle otter completely naked. I wanted to see him head to toe. Now was not the\ntime to leave things to imagination. Every mental picture I had of Carlos would\nsoon be confirmed or denied. The level of excitement was through the roof. \nCarlos was only in a pair of black briefs. The underwear\nmerged with his creamed colored legs and showed an impressive bulge that seemed\nto get bigger and bigger as time progressed. \nThe bulge pressed against my rock hard abs. I could feel it\npulse each time I brushed my tongue over his. Carlos was just as ready. Our\nmuzzles and paws moved at the same rhythm. His paws seemed a little more\nanxious than my own as I felt one slide in the boxer-briefs I wore and grasp my\nmember. I shuddered at his touch. The set of paws were gentle as he caressed\nwith care. \nI wanted to melt in his touch, yet the\naffect it gave was the exact opposite. My cock extended in the otter's paw and\nhe began to stroke it, causing me to murr into the kiss. He gripped the base of\nmy cock, squeezed, and moved his paw up and down my shaft in a circular motion.\nI was in total bliss from the touch. The otter had tiny, webbed paws and they\nfelt absolutely wonderful. \nCarlos and I continued to kiss, and he\nkept a steady stroking pace. As more and more time went by, I felt myself\nwanting to do other things. Of course I would be curious. All night I wondered\nhow it would feel to go all the way with this little otter, or what pleasure\nawaits at the inner most parts of Carlos. I wanted to taste every inch of him. \nI wanted to sink my cock into his tight\npucker. \nI was the one to break the kiss. I\nleaned back and beamed a smile down onto my smaller friend. \n\"I want you.\" I said lustfully. \nCarlos blushed and gave a timid smile.\n\"I want you, too, big guy.\" \nGrabbing his paw, I pulled him off the\ncouch and into my torso. My erect cock poked Carlos just bellow his chest. I\nnever realized how short he really was. Or maybe I was a giant! \n\"Follow me.\" I lead the way toward a\nroom in the back of my house. Carlos followed close behind as he held my paw.\nHe did not question where I was taking him, nor did I think he cared. We came\nto a small room with only a futon couch and dresser. It wasn't the most\nromantic place, but I was sure it would satisfy our horny mood. \nOnce in the room, I pointed to the bed\nand said in a demanding whisper, \"Bend over the bed with your ass out... I want\nto taste you.\" Carlos obeyed my orders and leaned over the futon. \nI stared at the beautiful sight for\nmoment, trying to take in the situation. This was actually happening. I met\nCarlos in the past, yet it was just as friends. Now, in a lust-driven state, we\nhad found each other. In a way this felt like destiny. I was always meant to\nhave this guy. He was always mine. \nI leaned down to rub over the cute\nbubble butt, giving a pinch to the right cheek. The otter shivered. I did it\nagain, but to the other cheek. The reaction was the same, and the otter's body\ntrembled. A smile curled my lips as I moved to the next step and gently bit his\nleft cheek. This time Carlos yipped. As his head collapsed into the futon, he\npushed the bubble butt out more. He wanted more, and I knew exactly what to\ngive him next. \nThe lustful drive this gave me was\nbetter than any drug. I was more excited now than a cub on Christmas, or their\nparents on tax return day. I grabbed his briefs and pulled them down. His\nbubble butt only caused me to stiffen more and leak pre by the gallon. I\ndescended -my muzzle came aligned with the otter's tight pink hole. The sight\nand smell made my mouth water. The sight and smell made my cock throb. The\notter made my wants turn into needs. \nBefore I knew it, my tongue was planted\ndeep into the tight hole, savoring its taste. Carlos moaned in ecstasy, causing\nmy tongue to travel deeper in the tight muscle. The deeper I explored, the\nweaker his body became. Eventually, he collapsed into the bed. \nConfidence filled my ego. The beautiful\nsounds this guy made excited me. I wanted to do things that he had never even\ndreamed of. I would take him to a place where pleasure ruled. The things my\ntongue could do to him would blow his mind. Better yet, the things my cock\nwould do will change his life. \nI continued to let my tongue work its\nmagic. The slippery muscle continued to penetrate the tight pucker. Carlos\ncontinued to enjoy his treatment. He pushed his ass out. I grabbed it. Squeezed\nit. Gently bit at the cute bubble cheeks, but not hard enough to pop them. I'd\nbe popping something else later. \nThe entire time my cock jumped and\ndanced in excitement. From the start, one thing was on my mind, and that was to\nsink my wolf cock deep into this beautiful ass! That goal was in reach.\nFinally.\nThe rimming came to a halt as I raised\nmy head and looked over the pucker. It was time. I reach in my pocket and\npulled out a condom before gently brushing over the pink hole with my thumb. \nI started to rip the condom open and\nslide it over my long shaft. Standing at nine inches, I was proud and ready to\ngive this magnificent creature all of what I had to offer. Once the condom\nblanketed my cock, I pressed the tip into his tight hole, leaned down, and\nwhispered in Carlos' ear. \n\"You ready for this?\" I licked the\ninside of his ear. \"I'm not going to hold back...\"\nThe otter nodded weakly. Of course he\nwas afraid, but lust filled our ever desire. I wanted him more than anything! \nI started to move forward, pushing into\nhis tail hole... \n-Knock- -Knock-\n"}