# The Affair: Chapter 1

Author: Ace Wolf
Tags: Adult, Drugs, Drunk, Feline, Fox, Gay, M/M, Otter, Story Progression, Story Series, Wolf


Maslow is a great psychologist who said each individual will
satisfy their basic needs before tackling other obligations. They also deal
with the secondary obligations before considering the needs of others around
them. This includes friends, family, and a significant other. 
Why are we so focused on our own needs? The will to push
forward is driven by strong emotions. An emotion as strong as anger or jealousy
can force the mightiest of men to act outside of their normal personality. What
about the weak? Petty emotions are able to crumble the weak with ease. 
Petty emotions can do all of this. 
What happens when you are faced with a strong emotion? Are
you brave enough to face this monster of an emotion head on, or will you hide
and cower like gazelles being chased down by lions? Most are not able to face
bigger emotions.
Which emotion can be consider so terrifying? Guess. It's not
a hard question and is really quite easy. This emotion drives everyone and is
the base of all of our determination. 
That emotion is love. 
Love is where my story starts; love is where my story ends.
It isn't the most exciting tale, but all of the events that took place turned
me into the guy I am today. Stick around if you want to explore the darkest
parts of the joys of my emotion: love. 
It all started summer 2015. I, a tall, muscular grey wolf
sat in the living room of my house with four friends. Two of the friends that
accompanied me were my roommates and also a couple in their early twenties: a
female leopard and male cheetah. Those two sat on a couch directly facing me
and another guy -a short snow white fox, who was my boyfriend. To our right in
a chair sat a small, slender otter, a friend of ours. 
The night was a little blurry. Drinks were being passed
around. It was a good night filled with EverClear and marijuana. Friday nights
were always a lot of fun; especially since everyone had the weekend off. With
only one true ambition, to get shit-faced, the group of furs all enjoyed their
time together. Each conversation brought up was lively and insightful. 
The drinking did not last forever. After a while, each of us
had gotten hungry, and before we knew it our cell phones were out and searching
for our drunken meal. Unfortunately, everyone decided on different meal. My
boyfriend and the Cheetah, Joel, decided to go for Taco Bell (typical stoners).
Joel's girlfriend, Hannah, wanted burgers, and the idea of a fat patty between
two greasy buns grabbed both Carlos and my attention. Before we knew it
everyone was in a car and headed to our desired destination. Hannah was our
designated driver. She took the wheel and Carlos and I found a comfortable spot
in the backseat. 
I think you should know this next piece of information. I
thought Carlos to be the most adorable little guy I had ever laid eyes on. His
short frame and cute bubble made him desirable, but that was not the only thing
that attracted me to this little guy. The look he gives me when no one notice...
It's like he is undressing me with his eyes. I would melt each time our eyes
met. I felt weak around him. 
I wanted him for some odd reason. 
I always get what I want. 
I remember us sitting next to each other in the back seat of
Hannah's car. In the front seat, Hannah tried to strike up a conversation about
the daily struggles of her relationship, but it was for not. Carlos and I sat
in the backseat completely ignoring our designated driver as our eyes met once
more. I felt that feeling of helplessness. I knew why. I had a boyfriend, but
here I sat, lost in a daze with someone who wanted me just as bad as I wanted
them. Shame and excitement washed over, and in the end excitement won. 
Hannah continued to discuss personal issues. We continued to
ignore her and begin to inch closer, eventually closing the gap between us.
Carlos' paw rest on the little space between us. I took the opportunity to
place my paw over his and met his eyes once more. 
Carlos leaned in and put his muzzle a mere inch away from my
ear and whispered, "Are you drunk?"
I nodded
The little otter grinned as he placed his free paw on my
crotch. His small paw caressed my crotch and my pants began to tighten as a
bulge formed. He slowly massaged the bulge and murred contently to himself
before looking up and giving a coy smile. 
I knew this was wrong. What would my partner think? All of
the work I put into the last three years would be for nothing! But I was drunk.
All of the thoughts, desires, and actions outweighed the consequences. There
was something I wanted. That something was mere inches away. I couldn't let
this moment slip away...
I grabbed the paw that rested beneath mine and pulled the
little otter into my chest. Carlos looked up at me with a shocked expression. I
tightened my hold on him, bringing him closer until our noses touched. 
"You are going to get me into trouble." I grinned. The
little otter blushed and cupped my growing bulge. 
"You are trouble." He said timidly, looking up into my eyes.
I caught his gaze and held it for what seemed like an eternity. I wanted to get
lost in his pupils. Lost in him. Hell, I would have loved to get lost with him.

Little did I know, I was already lost. 
Our muzzled inched closer and closer. Light breaths hit my
muzzles opening as the nervous otter closed the gap between us. I could feel
the heat radiate from his tongue and it drove me crazy. I wanted him. I had to
have him -NOW!
The little otter wanted me, too. A pair of light brown eyes
stared at me as we moved into one another. Our light breaths became pants. Both
of our chests vibrated to the rhythm of our hearts. Slowly, our eyes closed and
we went in for the kiss. A kiss I waited for all night. It was finally going to
happen...
Suddenly, as the tip my muzzle connected with Carlos, Hannah
took a sharp right turn, throwing myself onto Carlos' side of the backseat as
our heads smacked together. I pushed myself back to the opposite side and
rubbed my head. 
"Shit! Be careful, Hannah!" I spat and continued to rub over
my injury.
Hannah glared at me through the review mirror. "Sorry," her
voice flowing with distaste. "Maybe you should sit in the front seat so you two
won't go crashing INTO each other." 
I glanced over at Carlos, who blushed and gave his attention
to something outside of the car. I didn't blush, but I copied Carlos' actions
and looked out of my window. Hannah saw everything. I just hope she would be
discreet about what happened. Her and my boyfriend, James, had a close
relationship. I had to make sure this would not get back to him. 
Continuing to look out of the window I said, "Yeah, when we
stop I'll come up with you... Seems like you need a little bit of company."
Hannah just grunted and went back to driving. 
When we arrived at the burger joint, I switched to the front
seat. Maybe that would give me a few brownie points with Hannah. We order our
food and made our way back home. Hannah attempted to convers as she mentioned
her plans for the 4th of July. I entertained her for a bit with
questions of the future trip. Carlos, on the other paw, didn't say anything
else. He sat close to his door and gazed out of the window. 
I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his head...
Joel and James made it home before us and had already
started their meal. We joined them and talked for a bit. Yawns filled the room
since the drinks and herb were now absent. Everyone stuffed their bellies and
was ready to go to bed. All except Carlos, who had to drive back home. 
Hannah and Joel were the first to retire. 
"That was fun guys!" Joel started, "but we are tired. Time
to hit the sack." The cheetah pulled his snow leopard close. 
Carlos stood up next and stretched. As he raised his arms
over his head, each muscle could be spotted in his short arms. A set of tight
abs caught my eyes, too, for a brief second. 
The otter fished his phone out of his pocket and looked at
the time. "Guess I will be headed out. We have to do this ag-..." 
"Dude," I interrupted. "It's past three in the morning. You
can take the couch for the night. Don't do any driving tonight. It's Saturday
and there is probably a hundred road blocks between here and your place."
From my left, I could feel someone glaring a hold in the
side of my head. I knew Hannah was watching me intensely. I ignored her and
continued to look over Carlos, awaiting his answer. 
Carlos' eyes met mine, then he quickly glanced at Hannah
before stopping at James. He looked nervous. That only made him more desirable.
I bit my lower lip and gave him the look he gives me. The 'I want to fuck you
right here, and right now' look. He noticed and blushed. 
"I- would that be ok with you guys?" Carlos' eyes went from
James to Joel, then back at me. They both nodded. 
I stood up and stretched, showing off my defined body to the
little otter. I kind of got off when someone watched me flex. I stay in the gym
during all of my free time so it is would be a shame if I kept this body
hidden. 
"Ok, I'll go get you a pillow and blanket." I said and
swiftly exited the room. 
Excitement put an extra bounce in my step. I could not
control this joyful feeling that came from just thinking this otter would be
sleeping in the next room. The warm sensation from the mere thought spread
throughout my body; out of nowhere, my cock began to swell. 
I grabbed a pillow and blanket and dashed back toward the
living room. When I got back, Joel and Hannah disappeared and James was on his
way to our bedroom. As I passed my little fox, I quickly gave him a peck on the
lips and made my way back to Carlos. 
Carlos was lying on the couch with his feet propped up and
arms crossed behind his head. His posture slightly showed his lower abdominal
muscles. The sight caused me to lick my lips. 
I walked over to where the otter rested and handed him the pillow
and blanket. "Here you go. Let me know if you need anything else." As I twisted
my body to leave, a paw grabbed my wrist. I looked back to find the little
otter leaning up and holding my arm in a tight grip. 
My eyes lowered and body relaxed as I whispered, "W-what?" 
Carlos' grip became lose. He sat motionless as his eyes met
mine. He looked like an embarrassed cub, or cub who wanted to admit a bad deed.
Through it all, he looked like someone I wanted to hold and kiss. It took every
ounce of restraint to keep from doing just that. 
"I have to go now," I said, my voice still a whisper. "Will
you..."
"Please don't leave me." The little otter whimpered. As the
words left his mouth, I could feel time and space come to a halt. Those words.
I heard them before, but where? The memory didn't surface and I was left
confused. In the midst of all the emotions felt at the time, one stood out. 
I think.
In that instant.
I had fallen in love with this little otter. 
I looked down into those light brown orbs and felt at a
lost. Of course I wanted him; now more than ever. There was something in the
back of my mind that told me to walk away. Go to your room and spend the rest
of this awesome night with your boyfriend. If you can muster up the strength,
walk the fuck away! You will regret every choice you make tonight in the
morning, so you better chose wisely. 
But there was no choosing. The moment he said those four
little words "Please Don't Leave Me" my fate was sealed. Believe me, I wanted
to walk away and keep a clear conscious. I wanted to do the right thing. 
Well, let us be honest. I didn't want to do the right thing.
I knew what I wanted, and from the start I have wanted one thing -Carlos. 
My body began to move on its own. I leaned down and pressed
my lips against Carlos' lips and pushed him back into the sofa. He lied on his
back as I positioned myself between the little otter's legs and deepened the
kiss. I felt two arms wrap around my neck and could hear slight moans come from
below me as my tongue battled for dominance in an unfamiliar territory.
Although it was an unfamiliar territory, my wet muscle felt at home there. 
The kiss broke for a second as Carlos and I attempt to
relieve ourselves of clothes. Carlos went straight for his pants -unbuttoning
and unzipping them before he slipped out of his restraints. I pulled my shirt
over my head and cast it to the side and dove right back into another kiss. A
set of paws ran down my chest and abs, then, grabbed my pants waistband. I felt
the paws hard at work as they unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. 
The only thoughts going through my mind was to get this cute
little otter completely naked. I wanted to see him head to toe. Now was not the
time to leave things to imagination. Every mental picture I had of Carlos would
soon be confirmed or denied. The level of excitement was through the roof. 
Carlos was only in a pair of black briefs. The underwear
merged with his creamed colored legs and showed an impressive bulge that seemed
to get bigger and bigger as time progressed. 
The bulge pressed against my rock hard abs. I could feel it
pulse each time I brushed my tongue over his. Carlos was just as ready. Our
muzzles and paws moved at the same rhythm. His paws seemed a little more
anxious than my own as I felt one slide in the boxer-briefs I wore and grasp my
member. I shuddered at his touch. The set of paws were gentle as he caressed
with care. 
I wanted to melt in his touch, yet the
affect it gave was the exact opposite. My cock extended in the otter's paw and
he began to stroke it, causing me to murr into the kiss. He gripped the base of
my cock, squeezed, and moved his paw up and down my shaft in a circular motion.
I was in total bliss from the touch. The otter had tiny, webbed paws and they
felt absolutely wonderful. 
Carlos and I continued to kiss, and he
kept a steady stroking pace. As more and more time went by, I felt myself
wanting to do other things. Of course I would be curious. All night I wondered
how it would feel to go all the way with this little otter, or what pleasure
awaits at the inner most parts of Carlos. I wanted to taste every inch of him. 
I wanted to sink my cock into his tight
pucker. 
I was the one to break the kiss. I
leaned back and beamed a smile down onto my smaller friend. 
"I want you." I said lustfully. 
Carlos blushed and gave a timid smile.
"I want you, too, big guy." 
Grabbing his paw, I pulled him off the
couch and into my torso. My erect cock poked Carlos just bellow his chest. I
never realized how short he really was. Or maybe I was a giant! 
"Follow me." I lead the way toward a
room in the back of my house. Carlos followed close behind as he held my paw.
He did not question where I was taking him, nor did I think he cared. We came
to a small room with only a futon couch and dresser. It wasn't the most
romantic place, but I was sure it would satisfy our horny mood. 
Once in the room, I pointed to the bed
and said in a demanding whisper, "Bend over the bed with your ass out... I want
to taste you." Carlos obeyed my orders and leaned over the futon. 
I stared at the beautiful sight for
moment, trying to take in the situation. This was actually happening. I met
Carlos in the past, yet it was just as friends. Now, in a lust-driven state, we
had found each other. In a way this felt like destiny. I was always meant to
have this guy. He was always mine. 
I leaned down to rub over the cute
bubble butt, giving a pinch to the right cheek. The otter shivered. I did it
again, but to the other cheek. The reaction was the same, and the otter's body
trembled. A smile curled my lips as I moved to the next step and gently bit his
left cheek. This time Carlos yipped. As his head collapsed into the futon, he
pushed the bubble butt out more. He wanted more, and I knew exactly what to
give him next. 
The lustful drive this gave me was
better than any drug. I was more excited now than a cub on Christmas, or their
parents on tax return day. I grabbed his briefs and pulled them down. His
bubble butt only caused me to stiffen more and leak pre by the gallon. I
descended -my muzzle came aligned with the otter's tight pink hole. The sight
and smell made my mouth water. The sight and smell made my cock throb. The
otter made my wants turn into needs. 
Before I knew it, my tongue was planted
deep into the tight hole, savoring its taste. Carlos moaned in ecstasy, causing
my tongue to travel deeper in the tight muscle. The deeper I explored, the
weaker his body became. Eventually, he collapsed into the bed. 
Confidence filled my ego. The beautiful
sounds this guy made excited me. I wanted to do things that he had never even
dreamed of. I would take him to a place where pleasure ruled. The things my
tongue could do to him would blow his mind. Better yet, the things my cock
would do will change his life. 
I continued to let my tongue work its
magic. The slippery muscle continued to penetrate the tight pucker. Carlos
continued to enjoy his treatment. He pushed his ass out. I grabbed it. Squeezed
it. Gently bit at the cute bubble cheeks, but not hard enough to pop them. I'd
be popping something else later. 
The entire time my cock jumped and
danced in excitement. From the start, one thing was on my mind, and that was to
sink my wolf cock deep into this beautiful ass! That goal was in reach.
Finally.
The rimming came to a halt as I raised
my head and looked over the pucker. It was time. I reach in my pocket and
pulled out a condom before gently brushing over the pink hole with my thumb. 
I started to rip the condom open and
slide it over my long shaft. Standing at nine inches, I was proud and ready to
give this magnificent creature all of what I had to offer. Once the condom
blanketed my cock, I pressed the tip into his tight hole, leaned down, and
whispered in Carlos' ear. 
"You ready for this?" I licked the
inside of his ear. "I'm not going to hold back..."
The otter nodded weakly. Of course he
was afraid, but lust filled our ever desire. I wanted him more than anything! 
I started to move forward, pushing into
his tail hole... 
-Knock- -Knock-

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