An Unexpected Development
So... its been a long time since I posted anything here. This story was originally meant to be a Hangover-esque "what happened last night" comedy, but it kinda evolved into something else entirely, thus the title. Please leave me some feedback, whether you liked it or thought it was trash. Also, please be patient with typos and grammatical mistakes. I'm using my phone to type this up, and the piece of shit is possessed. I've edited as best I can, but if I missed anything please let me know so I can correct it.
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The instant Keller woke up, the hangover hit him full force. A sharp, hot needle of pain lanced into his head, right behind his eyes, and the room immediately began to blur and spin. The gray timber wolf clenched his eyes shut and slung his left leg up against the wall beside his bed. After several sickening moments, the spinning stopped and the canine was able ro reopen his eyes. He lay for a few long minutes, struggling to piece together the night before through a haze of liquor and beer. He remembered someone convincing him that a keg stand was a good idea, then a vague memory of someone turning on AC/DC's "Have a Drink On Me", accompanied by countless shots of vodka, and then a game of beer pong that he had lost horribly. Outside of that, the rest was a blur.
The wolf swung his legs over the edge of the bed and slowly sat up. His head pounded excrutiatingly, and his mouth was dry and thick. Keller stood slowly. As soon as he was fully erect, a wave of nausea struck, and he felt hot liquid rising in the back of his throat. The wolf made the few steps across the room and into the hallway, then across into the bathroom in mere seconds. The bathroom door slammed behind him and he barely got the toilet seat up before the vile liquid, smelling strongly of vodka and rancid beer, cascaded into the toilet in hot torrents. Keller let out a long, miserable moan and hung his muzzle over the seat.
There was a knock at the door. "Hey, you all right, bud?" It was Mori, Keller's long time roommate and best friend.
"Noooo..." Another retching torrent of vomit splashed into the toilet. "I feel like shit." From the other side of the door, Keller could hear the auburn horse let out a whinnying laugh.
"Was it the keg stand or the shots?"
"Both." Keller flushed and slowly stood up. He felt minutely better. His head was still pounding, but the worst was past. He hoped. The wolf rinsed the vile taste out of his mouth and opened the door, idly scratching at his crotch as he did so. As soon as the door opened, Mori was there, handing the sick wolf a cold beer and two apirin.
"Here bud, hair of the dog." Keller took the offered curatives gratefully. He opened the beer and took a long slow pull from the can, then took the apirin before downing the remainder of the beverage in one fast gulp. Almost immediately, the headache began to ease. The wolf scratched at his groin again.
"What the hell happened last night? I think I blacked out." Mori laughed.
"After beer pong, you were a goner. Someone helped you upstairs, though. A girl, I think." The big stud grinned devilishly. " You weren't too fucked up for THAT, apparently. She must have left before I got up, though. I don't even remember what she looked like. Say, you got an itch or something?" Keller was once again scratching himself.
"Yeah... Hang on a second." The wolf stepped back into the bathroom and shut the door. He stood in front of the mirror and dropped his boxers down around his ankles, still scratching. A moment later, Mori heard a loud, outraged cry from the bathroom.
"What? What is it?"
"THE FUCKING WHORE GAVE ME FLEAS!!" There was a muffled thump from the hallway as Mori collapsed to the floor, followed by a barrage of loud, braying laughter. "Fuck you, Mori, it's not funny." The laughter continued. "Mori, if you don't shut the hell up, I'm sending you to the goddamn glue factory." The horse's laughter slowly subsided.
Keller opened the door, confronted by Mori's jovial face. "Take me to the pharmacy, horsebrain. I need flea powder." The wolf's statement was met with another gale of laughter.
"Yessir, Captain Fleabag."
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Twenty minutes later, the two friends were seated in Mori's battered pickup. "So... Any idea who your mystery girl is?"
Keller frowned, his still sensitive eyes covered with a pair of dollar store sunglasses. "Nope. I checked my room before we left. There was red or brown hairs on the pillow, and no used condoms anywhere. But at least a third of the girls at the party last night had red or brown hair. And if we used a rubber, it was hers. My backup condom is still in my wallet."
"So let's hope that in eight or nine months we dont have a brunette bombshell knocking on the door with a cub."
Keller sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Right. And tbe little bastard would probably have fleas, too." Mori pulled the truck up in front of the pharmacy. Keller had resumed his frustrated itching.
"Scratching just makes it worse, bud."
The wolf sighed. "I know."
"Do you want me to go in for you?"
The wolf nodded and handed the horse a twenty from his wallet. "Please."
Mori opened his door and got out of the truck. "Hang in there, buddy. I'll be right back." The horse entered the pharmacy, emerging several minutes later with two cans of ultra-strength flea powder under his arm. Keller looked at him questioningly as the horse got back into the truck.
"Two cans? I don't think I need that much."
"Better safe than sorry, Keller."
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The minute they arrived back at the house, Keller made a beeline for the shower. He washed thouroughly, watching in disgust as several fleas were washed down the drain. "Burn in Hell, ya little bastards." The wolf finished his shower, dried off, and then sprinkled half a can of the flea powder onto his groin. The canine grimaced at the harsh, burning sensation it caused. After several minutes, the feeling faded to an uncomfortable, hot tingle. Keller dressed and went downstairs.
Mori was seated on the long leather couch in the living room. He looked up as the canine entered. "Feel better?"
"Not really. As much as this shit burns, I may as well have used gasoline."
The horse snorted. "Yeah, I know what you mean."
Keller had been on his way to the kitchen for a beer, but stopped suddenly. He turned to face Mori. "What do you mean by that?"
A look of guilt flicked across Mori's face. "Nothing."
Keller stepped closer and sniffed the air. He could smell Mori's cologne, but underneath it was another subtle smell.
Flea powder.
Suddenly, eveything clicked together. The flea powder, the hairs on the pillow. Auburn hairs.
"It was you." The big equine bit his lip and hung his head, not denying the accusation. Rage welled up inside the wolf. "WHAT THE FUCK, MORI? WHAT THE FUCK?!? I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND!!" The canine's voice dropped to a deadly whisper. "Did you plan this?" The equine gave a small nod of confirmation. "Did you roofie me?" Mori shook his head no. "So you waited until I got blackout drunk, then hauled me upstairs, molested me, gave me fleas, and then tried to blame it on a mystery girl. Does that about cover it?" A silence fell between the two friends.
But it wasn't quite silence. There was a faint, choked huffing sound.
The sound of barely stifled sobs. Mori was crying. Despite his rage, Keller felt his heart break a little at the sound. "Mori..." The horse looked up at his friend, his eyes watery and his face streaked with tears. "Why, Mori?"
The horse broke down completely. "I'm s-s-so s-sorry!" The equine's shoulders heaved with wracking sobs. "P-please, Keller... Please... I l-love you!" The stud covered his face with his hands and let out a miserable wail.
The wolf was stunned into silence by his friend's admission. He opened his mouth to reply, but was struck dumb by a sudden revelation. There was something about the horse, something that, on a subconscious level, made the wolf feel complete, something that the endless parade of girls in and out of his bedroom could never provide. He felt confused, dizzy almost. Was it possible that, deep down, his own feelings corralated to Mori's?
The wolf sat down next ro his friend and laid a paw on the horse's heaving, trembling shoulder. "Mori, look at me." The horse looked up at Keller, his eyes full of miserable self-loathing and regret. "How long have you felt this way?"
The stud took a deep, shaky breath. "Always. Since we first met." Mori looked at his friend imploringly, a look of fearful apprehension in his watery eyes.
Keller nodded. "Why didn't you ever say anything?"
The equine shrugged. "I thought it would scare you off. I was afraid you would reject me, and I couldn't deal with that feeling." He sighed shakily. "I couldn't tell you. I was too scared."
The wolf felt a deep pang in his chest. Keller gently embraced his friend and pulled him close. The horse looked at him, suprised. "Just tell me one thing, Mori. What exactly did we do last night?"
Mori blushed furiously and averted his gaze, not answering. "C'mon, Mori. Tell me. I know you didn't fuck me. I think I would know if you had. I've seen your junk at least once, and if you had crammed it up my ass, I would probably be in a diaper for a month."
The horse grinned wryly. "No... but... you put yours in me." The wolf never thought that such a statement would turn him on, but it did. He could feel a stir in his shorts.
"Is that all?"
"No... You... Sucked mine." The wolf couldn't help it. He broke into a long, good natured laugh. After a moment, the horse joined in, his braying laughter echoing around the house. When the laughter faded, the two embraced gently, not as friends, but as lovers.
After several minutes, Keller broke the comfortable silence between the two. "So... seeing as we both have fleas now..."
The horse interrupted him. "I'm so sorry about that. I thought I had gotten rid of the damn things."
Keller waved a paw to quiet the equine. "That's beside the point. I was saying... since we both have fleas now... and we don't have to worry about giving them to each other..." The canine blushed. He couldn't believe what he was about to say. "Would you like to go upstairs?"
Mori looked at the wolf, his eyes wide. "Are... are you sure? You really want to?"
Keller smiled. "Of course. Besides, it would be nice to actually remember the experience." The canine leaned in and nuzzled Mori gently. The stud responded by pulling Keller into a long, slow kiss. When they seperated, both were panting slightly with need. Keller found, to his amusement, that his cock was swelling, pushing against his shorts. Mori gently groped the wolf, his own interest beginning to show, despite the jock strap he wore under his jeans.
The horse leaned closer and whispered into the wolf's ear. "Lead on, love." Keller stood and took the equine's hand, pulling him up off the couch and leading him gently to the stairs. They ascended together, up and then down the hall into Keller's room. Mori pulled the door shut behind them and turned to face his friend.
The stud knelt without a word, and unzipped Kellar's shorts. He gently extracted the wolf's length from his boxers, fingering it slowly. The canine groaned softly, reacting to the loving touch. Mori ran his hand down the shaft, lingering on the wolf's knot, which was even now beginning to slowly swell, then flicked his tongue over the pointed tip. Keller gasped instinctively. Before he had time for further reaction, Mori had taken the full length of the wolf's cock into his mouth.
Keller moved back and sat on the edge of the bed. Mori ran his mouth all the way down the canine's length, wrapping his lips around the base of Kellar's knot and tugging at it gently. The wolf moaned softly, reaching down to stroke his lover's face tenderly. "God, Mori... Now I really wish I could remember last night." Mori withdrew from the wolf's groin slowly, running his thick, powerful tongue over Keller's member as he did so, tasting his friend's sweet, musky precum.
The horse rocked back on his heels and unbuttoned his jeans. Keller reached down and freed the stud's massive endowment from the jock strap that imprisoned it. He ran his paw down the veined shaft, stroking it lovingly, if a bit inexpertly. The equine stood, offering the mpressive piece of horse meat to the wolf. Keller ran his tongue over the flared tip, shuddering with delight at the warm, sweet smell and taste. "You smell like sweet hay, Mori."
"And flea powder. Don't forget that." Keller chuckled at the response, then opened his mouth wide to accomodate as much of the stud's length as he could. He made it a bare third of the way down the shaft before he felt it hit the back of his throat. The wolf gagged slightly, then backed off and began to slowly bob on the horse's girthy cock, caressing it gently with his tongue.
Mori let out a soft whinny as he watched the wolf's efforts. After a few minutes, the equine pushed his lover away. The wolf swallowed a mouthful of the stud's hot, sticky pre with relish. He had eaten pussy many times before, but the taste paled in comparison to the sweet, grassy taste of his new mate's fluids. He blushed, seeing the stud watching him with a look of tender amusement.
"I... I never knew another male could taste that good." Mori leaned down and kissed the wolf deeply, their tongues meeting, each tasting themselves on the other's lips. Mori broke the kiss in order to kick his jeans and jock strap into the corner of the room and to shuck off his shirt. Keller did likewise, tossing his discarded garments on top of Mori's. For a moment, the wolf was awestruck by the muscular, well defined stud before him. Mori caught the appreciative stare.
"You're not half bad yourself, Keller. And all that beautiful, soft fur..." Mori sat down next to the canine and gently petted down the wolf's back. Keller murred softly, a sound he had never made for any woman, no matter how beautiful they might be.
Mori swung his legs up onto the bed, put his back to the wolf, and knelt. He flicked his tail up over his back, exposing himself fully to the canine. The head of the stud's cock pressed down into the matress, creating a damp ring on the blankets.
Keller stroked the stallion's muscular flank, unsure of what to do next. "What... what do I do?
Mori chuckled. "Whatever feels right, love."
Keller ran his paw over the stud's ass, hesitated, then gently rubbed the horse's tight anal ring. Mori quivered in anticipation, his heavy cock jerking at the wolf's gentle, yet uncertain, touch. Keller hesitated a moment longer, and then lowered his face toward Mori's well muscled rump. His tongue darted out, flicking lightly over the horse's bud, and Mori gave a low groan of appreciation. Encouraged, the wolf continued, playing his tongue back and forth over the soft, warm flesh. The canine circled the tight, pink ring of flesh several times before his tongue darted in, gently pushing past the ring of muscle and into his lover's sanctum. The canine was rewarded with a low, blissful groan from the stud. "Goddamn, Keller, where the hell did you learn that?"
The wolf stopped for a moment to answer. "I dunno. You said to do what felt right, and it felt right." Keller lowered his muzzle and resumed his efforts.
After several minutes, Mori whinnied with lust and need. "Keller, I want you in me again!" The horse pitched his head back to look at his mate. "Please, Keller!"
The canine was more than willing to oblige. Bare hours ago, he would never have thought that such a thing would excite him as it did now. Keller knelt behind the horse and laid his paws on Mori's shoulders. He lined himself up and pushed slowly forward. He felt the tip of his cock press against the stud's hot tailhole, then the pointed tip slid past the tight ring of muscle. Mori winced and gasped.
Keller panicked a little and moved to withdraw. "I'm so sorry, Mori! Did I hurt you?" The stud gave a frustrated whinny and shoved back against the wolf hard. Keller gasped as his cock was forced into the equine, all the way past his swollen knot, hilting inside his lover. Mori looked over his shoulder at his friend, his eyes glazed with wanton lust.
"Fuck me! I'm yours, Keller!" The wolf panted with excitement as he pulled his member back as far as his engorged knot would allow, then rammed into Mori's hot depths. The stallion moaned and began to slowly stroke his own hard cock. Keller began to fuck his friend in earnest now, slowly at first, but with gradually increasing speed. The sweet smell of Mori's musk mixed pleasantly with the wolf's own heavy, gamey scent.
As Keller increased his speed, Mori's hand moved faster and faster on his flared shaft. The two were panting almost in sync with a mixture of need and exertion. Keller rammed into the horse harder and harder, feeling his climax building. His balls slapped against the hard muscle of the stud's ass.
Moments later, Keller howled, an almost feral sound, as he came violently. Hot, thick strings of canine spunk jetted into Mori's burning hot insides. An instant later, the equine followed suit, his loud bray mingling with his lover's ecstatic howl as he blew his load into a sticky, sweet smelling puddle on the already soaked blanket.
Keller laid forward over his mate's back, feeling his throbbing member slowly softening inside the stallion. The wolf gently withdrew his semi-flaccid member, his deflating knot popping out of Mori's well fucked ass. The horse immediately collapsed sideways, narrowly avoiding the sticky mess he had left on the bed. Keller stroked the equine's side, then laid at his back and pulled him close.
The horse's eyes were half closed, his flanks still quivering with exhaustion. The wolf gently nibbled the stallion's ear. "I love you, Mori," he whispered quietly.
"I love you too, Keller." With the heady scent of their sex still hanging in the air, the two cuddled gently and slowly faded into a comfortable, exhausted slumber.