Yesterday night was the shit. And I’m happy you weren’t there, because I would’ve been overwhelmed. Let me start with what led up to the climax of the night because, damn, I don’t know how I let it go out of control…
        
        I’d have to say it was around 7:30. I had intentions on having a quick beer and leaving. “Keg Buster” was the name of the bar for some reason, but nobody batted an eye when they had their intentions set on alcohol. 
        “Ah, what can I get ye? The ol’ regular?”
        “You know it.”
        The bartender knows me well enough. A bottle of Yuengling came down my way. With a nod he put it on my tab. I never had intentions of being social. A cheer rang out through the bar as the home team scored on the big screen. The joint was always packed on game nights, and nobody would bat an eye at a lonely male sitting here. Blending in, or simply disguising among the crowd. 
        In the midst of taking small sips from the bottle and feeling the alcohol wash down my throat, a wolf sat down at the stool next to me. He ordered a shot of tequila and downed it in an instant. Another one came his way and soon it disappeared down his greedy maw. Out of the corner of my eye, I swear he glanced down at my groin and licked his lips.
        “Oi, not every day you see a muscular and amazingly built badger,” he said. The sudden endowment pricked me underneath.
        “Ha hah, well, it comes from hard work. Used to play for the college team ‘til I had an accident which put me out the entire season.”
        He nodded to acknowledge, and sighed to show sympathy. “Sucks to have a great opportunity like that to be stolen, doesn’t it?”
        I rolled my eyes. “I moved on and I still have a great and prosperous opportunity.”
        He chuckled and shook his head with a smirk. “The name’s O’Conner, though my ol’ mates nicknamed me Con. Probably because I…”
        “I’m Miller, and I guess it’s good to meet you?”
        Con opened his mouth to speak again, and suddenly a cheer rang through the bar. The University of Milton- us, claimed a triumphant victory over our long time rivals- The University of Carlton. A bull tackled his cheetah friend, and many of the dudes were fist-bumping or exchanging money from bets.
        “‘Ey Miller, say we head back to my place and continue the conversation, eh? That way it’s a significantly quiet.”
        It was better than what I had planned to do- sit home eating popcorn shrimp and watching anime. I hesitantly nodded and Con stood up from the stool. It was nerve-wracking for me because I never went with complete strangers to their homes. Why did I accept?
        
        “‘Aight, this is my apartment.”
        The wolf flicked the light switch on and the apartment became bright. It was tidy for a guy like him and well decorated. Posters and photographs hung on the walls. The small kitchen was very modern and popped with top-notch kitchen appliances.  The small living room had a soft leather couch which faced a curved TV with high definition. There was a Xbox One console in there with some awesome headphones. His bedroom was small, but had a cozy bed to sleep in. The bathroom had the bathroom necessities, and that was it. 
        “You like it?” He asked.
        “I… I… How did you afford all of this?! This is amazing stuff! All the shit I’ve dreamed of owning, and it’s all right here in this very apartment!” I squealed and wagged my tail in pure delight. 
        Con slipped a smile. “My parents have quite some money, and I am studying to be a Real Estate Agent. It’s how my parents made their claim to fame, and I hope one day I’ll be able to take over the business for them. If you will excuse me, I’m going to get myself comfortable.”
        With a wink he slipped into his room and closed the door. While he was getting… comfortable, I inspected through his collection of games. “Assassin’s Creed”, “Call of Duty”, “Battlefield”, “Destiny”, “Skyrim”, “Overwatch”, and many other big games lined the organizer. I’m extremely jealous.
        With a growl my stomach said it was hungry, so I decided to peek in his cupboards for anything to quickly munch down. It took me awhile to find something that piqued my interests and was quick, but I found the perfect cupboard. So many different cookies, donuts, and other sweet treats lingered in this cupboard, and I couldn’t help but to stuff three Oreos in my maw and munch down on them before grabbing two more this time. Fighting the urge to cram more into my mouth, I managed to put them away.
        And a voice called. “You can come in now..!”
        Wiping the crumbs and cream off my face and whiskers, I waddled on to the bedroom. I must’ve felt so amazing to find his stash, or I was enjoying the thought of being chided for attacking his valuable sweets.
        My paw on the door knob and pulling it open, I stepped in it myself to find nothing. I raised my brow and my mouth opened to call out Con’s name, but that’s all the time I had before I felt my pants slip down around my footpaws and being shoved on the bed. Turning around rapidly, I saw Con licking his lips with a twinkle in his eye. My groin felt like laser beams were burning right through it, and that was the power of his eyes.


        “I heard you helped yourself to my sweets, hm?” His tone of voice seemed playful than sharp or stern.
        “I might’ve been a bit hungry… Maybe more than a bit… Ok, a lot?”
        He snickered and his eyes returned to mine. He held them there before glancing back down and dropping to his knees. The wolf’s warm breath brushed against my sack and cock. He licked his lips again.
        “Well, I’ll be damned! I’ve never seen a dick this thick or big before! And what do you know? A piercing, too. Didn’t think you were into that kind of kink to get a prince albert.”
        “It… was the result of a lost bet. I actually don’t mind it, makes me look more... “
        “Sexy. And your foreskin… And your musk…” he inhaled deeply through his nostrils and exhaled through his mouth to let me feel his warm breath again upon my groin.
        He was well into my cock, and it made me uncomfortable. I never was interested in men, and I sure as hell wasn’t now! Even if he was butt naked with his cock throbbing against my leg, I wasn’t turned on or even feeling in love with him at all.
        With one last glance up at me, he licked his lips the last time before coyly saying, “since you helped yourself to my sweets… You don’t mind if I help myself to yours?” 
        I opened my mouth to object, but my words turned into moans. My cock disappeared from being limp to being deepthroated by the wolf I met at a bar. His lips wrapped around the base of my cock, then slid to being to the head, and falling back down onto the base. I’ve never been blown before, but damn, did this feel amazing! 
        I looked down at him, and he looked back up at me now. I knew my eyes were half-lidded, heavy from the pleasurable job being done to my cock. His eyes gleamed and twinkled before he closed them and put all of his work into making it the best blowjob I’ll ever have. Through my loud moans, Con’s moans were muffled with my cock stuffed in his throat. He was enjoying my cock so much…
        I felt my peak rise. My moans became more consistent, and I grabbed his head here and there to get him to go faster, and he would oblige by himself without the assistance of my paws thrusting his head onto my cock. The agonizing pleasure building up in my sensitive dick was too much, and I managed to gather up the strength to thrust his head on down to the hilt. His eyes widened at the sudden intrusion, and I moaned too loud to hear anything.
        My cum flooded into his maw rapidly with thick ropes of goo. Con tried his hardest to gulp down as much of the ball juice I pumped into his mouth. His eyes were closed and his tail wagged in delight as it washed down his throat like the shots of vodka from the bar.  When my climax came to an end, he pulled off and licked the cum off his chin.
        “Oh my, that was amazing! I have never had a partner who could pump so much cum into my hungry maw like that!”
        He climbed onto his bed with me and moved me around to a comfortable position for me. My cock was coated in his saliva and of my own cum, and it was what he wanted. The wolf eventually decided on what he wanted, so he got on his paws and knees, wiggling his ass in my face. He turned around and panted, filled with a lusty eagerness. “F-fuck me! J-just shove it in there and ram my hole!”
        Those words were like magic, and revived my dick to a hard, throbbing state. It leaked pre to add to the mixture of homemade lube already on my cock. I knew this was so wrong to do, but at the moment it felt… so right… I was letting my penis do the thinking, but I didn’t mind. He was fully submitting to the cock, and he indeed got what he wanted.
        I aligned my penis to his hole, and thrusted in with extreme force. He fell forward, but I pulled him back up to his paws and knees. I pulled out and adjusted his ass to how I wanted it, and he only panted in anticipation. He must’ve thought I’d make him feel great and let me control his body at this moment. I straddled him and thrusted my cock into his hole. Now that it was in longer than the first time, I could feel how tight he was. 
        “D-damn, you’re so fucking… Nggh- tight!”
        “I’m not always- mmmphh!- this tight!- mmmphh!” 
        I pounded his ass in without mercy. The tightness of his ass was marveling, but it was not virgin unfortunately- I didn’t have that honor. Pulling out to where only the head of my cock was in, I slammed it back in all the way to the base. It was always rewarded with a moan from Con, and a sensation of amazing pleasure to my dick. My pace did pick up, and I fucked him hard and well.
        His own cock twitched with the pleasure of being submissive to this badger prick. The wolf’s canine member was a telltale sign of his pleasure. I wanted to help out a little more to get his load off, so I wrapped my paw around his shaft. Stroking it slowly at first rewarded me with a muffle. When the pace became as fast as I was fucking him, he was moaning loud enough to wake neighboring apartment homes. 
        “I-I- mmmmph!- am going to c-cu-cum!!!”
        I pulled him onto me where I rested on my back. My paws were replaced with my footpaws and I reached and tried to stroke his shaft. He moaned and soon I felt a warmness dripping from my footpaw. I witnessed Con’s climax, and he was shooting cum like a geyser! It coated my footpaw and smelled of his musk. I couldn’t help it any longer. 
        While he was moaning and licking my footpaw clean of his seed, my rapid thrusts seemed to be sped up themselves, appearing like blurred motions that the eye could barely register. I moaned loudly again, feeling the now-familiar build of my climax. Biting down hard- but not hard enough to cause too much pain or draw blood, I thrusted in all the way and pulled him down to rest heavily on my lap.
        I let him have it; all the cum I could manage (and probably, produce), was pouring into his ass like a perverted hose. It felt like my load even poured into his stomach. His eyes were fluttering with the feeling of being filled. I started to feel limp before what seems like a black-out.


        I woke up the next morning. Everything seemed like a dream to me. Stepping out of bed, I realized I was naked with dried cum on my own length and some on my fur in my pelvic region. I looked over to the bed and indeed, saw Con there. He woke up eventually when he knew I was gone, and looked over.
        “Man, that was a good romp we had last night! I think some of your cum might’ve pooled out of me and onto the sheets, but DAMN that was fucking awesome! It’s been months since I had a good romp. My boyfriend used to do it well, but you outdid him this time!”
        I shuffled to get my clothes back on from where they were left last night. “That’s great to know, but I better get going…”
        “You don’t want to stay for another go tonight? Come on!”
        “I’m sorry, but, I’m not into men. This was just something that happened in the moment.”
        I shook my head and finally was dressed, and left the bedroom. He followed me hastily, naked as can be, and stopped me at the door.
        “You… sure? I mean, you enjoyed it more than a lot. I think you’re into men, but afraid to admit.”
        “The gayest I’ll ever be is bisexual, O’Conner. I don’t mind being friends, but I never want to engage in such a thing like this.”
        He sniffled and hugged me. I hugged back to show some sympathy, and let go. He grasped my cock in my pants and rubbed it a bit. It never got hard, and he took that as the truth of my sexuality. We exchanged numbers and I left to head back to my apartment to wash up and do the usual- popcorn shrimp and anime.


        That was a night I try to forget, but I cannot seem to. Twas the night I also discovered something new about me that made me self-conscience about myself: I had a rut that I needed to satisfy once a week, and masturbation wasn’t going to help. With some self control and therapy, I fought it and rid myself of it, but in between receiving it and freeing myself from it, many women who just wanted a sensual, pleasurable sex, got a pounding that didn’t stop until the fifth load of cum...