It wasn't unusual for William the deer and his two roommates to get drunk. The three party animals often unwound on the weekends with drinks and sex, since none of them were particularly monogamous. Scruffy the hyena was typically the one who initiated, coming home with drinks from the liquor store on Friday night. Sometimes they'd drink and fuck around well into Sunday, though Pike was always the first to drop out. Pike was a poodle who, though not prim and proper, was quite a bit more responsible than his roommates and drank lightly as well as only having non-penetrative sex - as he preferred to save that for partners, not horny drunk roommates. This weekend was no different, with Scruffy getting home early with a bunch of liquor and beer and placing it on the counter with a clatter. Pike and William got up from the couch in the living room to go see this week's haul. 
"Alright boys," said Scruffy as they walked into the room, "tonight we got all y'all covered. William, got you some vodka to make screwdrivers with. Pike, you get the fancy IPA stuff. And some whiskey for me." William whistled. 
"Man, you went all out tonight," Pike said, "but uh, if it's cool with you I kinda want to partake of the whiskey too."
"Really?" Scruffy asked, putting up the other groceries he'd bought. "I thought you hated hard stuff."
"Had a rough week," Pike said. "And I don't hate it, I just normally don't...drink with both of you that hard." William paused in retrieving his vodka to pet Pike's head and gaze sympathetically. Scruffy nodded. 
"Just go easy on it," Scruffy said gently. "Want it on the rocks?"
"Yes, please," Pike said. 

The three soon had all of their drinks and were hanging out in the living room watching some action movie and laughing about the ridiculous dialogue. Pike sat in the armchair while William and Scruffy shared the couch as per usual. William stretched his legs across Scruffy's lap so the hyena would stroke them, and Scruffy complied, running his hands up the deer's calves and thighs. Pike sipped his whiskey on the armchair quietly. All three polished off their first drinks pretty quickly and got seconds. And thirds. Scruffy continued feeling William up on the couch, getting William quickly worked up. It wasn't long before William had grown visibly aroused, his shorts showing off a sizable bulge. Pike's gaze turned to the two and Scruffy moved from rubbing William's thighs to gently fondling the tent in his pants. William shifted slightly, then got up to sit down on Scruffy's lap, facing him. The deer kissed the hyena whose breath reeked of whiskey, and they were soon making out and grinding their hips together, obviously pent up from the previous week.
"I'm going to my room," Pike said, standing up (with some difficulty). Scruffy and William barely looked up but nodded between soft strained grunts. 

Pike had some trouble getting up the stairs, but managed to crawl up the last few to drag himself to his bedroom. With a huff of effort, he pulled himself up on his bed, and flopped onto his front, face buried in a pillow. He groaned and slowly settled in despite the room spinning around him. He was drunk, yeah, but he was also really annoyed at his roommates. Sure, they were having a great time. nd maybe he could've joined in. But even drunk as fuck, he was too proud to ask. He tried to pull himself into a more comfortable position, but quickly realized his limbs didn't want to work. He also felt a strangely full sensation and had an "oh fuck" moment. He really needed to pee. But getting to the bathroom would be a struggle. He pushed himself up on his elbows and they almost immediately collapsed underneath him. 
"Ugh," Pike muttered under his breath. He laid there, head to the side on his pillow, room still waving around like those wavy tube things at car dealerships. He felt warmth between his legs and very quickly knew it wasn't from being horny as it seeped through his boxers and pooled onto the sheets. He let out a loud sigh of relief as he soaked himself and his bed with drunken piss, knowing somewhere in the back of his mind that he'd regret it later. He reached down to clean himself up, unbuttoning his pants and struggling to pull them off, but the third (or maybe fourth?) whiskey hit him and he dozed off with his pants down, soaked in piss. But that wouldn't be the last unfortunate incident of the night for the canine trans boy.  

Scruffy scratched his junk and stood at the bottom of the stairs, feeling annoyed and pent up. William had passed out about ten minutes into Scruffy sucking his dick, leaving Scruffy alone to sober up. And he had, mostly. But he was a lot hornier than when the night started, so he started heading upstairs to the room he shared with William so he could fetch his vibrator. His clit throbbed uncomfortably in his briefs as he climbed the stairs. Thankfully there was less drunken weaving to get up there than usual. He reached the top and turned to go to his room, but paused to glance at Pike's room, which was the first room at the top of the stairs. He wasn't really expecting the door to be open, or for the poodle to be sprawled out with his naked ass to the wind, but sometimes things didn't always happen as planned. Scruffy stopped in Pike's doorway to admire the dog's surprisingly shapely ass and hint of his fortune cookie shaped pussy. Scruffy then noticed the ring of dark moisture underneath Pike and couldn't hold back a chuckle. Poor dude could definitely NOT handle whiskey. 

Scruffy wasn't sure how long he stood there gazing at his roommate's ass, but eventually his clit grew impatient and began throbbing again. Scruffy leaned against the doorway and absently touched himself looking at Pike, wondering just how drunk the poodle might be. Wondering just how much he might be able to get away with. It was an impulsive thought, but a very persistent one that his rather massive clit seemed to agree with. He slowly exhaled and entered the room. He stood at the edge of Pike's bed for a moment, hesitating, before testing the poodle's awareness with a gentle pat on the ass. Pike didn't budge. Encouraged by the lack of reaction, Scruffy began fondling his ass more intently, rubbing his cheeks and spreading them. Pike had an incredible looking cute asshole that seemed very small compared to his large ass. Scruffy had rimmed it once or twice when they were both (mostly) sober and he had marveled at how such a tight little hole could take the huge toys he knew Pike kept in the closet. He wordlessly began unbuttoning his jeans since his clit was practically about to burst through them. He gently ran the tip of his finger over Pike's twitching hole while pulling his pants and briefs down with his other hand. His clit comically bounced as he pulled his briefs down. 

Now bottomless and still uncomfortably horny, Scruffy leaned in and took a deep whiff of Pike's ass. Clean. Pike was probably the most hygienic person in the house along with being the most mature, so no surprise there. He could also smell the piss from Pike's earlier accident, but it wasn't an unpleasant smell. Scruffy stroked his clit as he carefully licked Pike. Even completely passed out, the poodle's hole twitched like crazy. Scruffy huffed and pulled away. He was committed now. He climbed up on the bed and straddled Pike with his clit twitching against the base of Pike's tail. He spread Pike's cheeks and with a soft grunt, pushed his hips down and pressed the tip of his clit to Pike's twitchy little hole. 
"Sorry, bud," Scruffy muttered as he guided himself inside, "couldn't help myself." The feeling of the poodle's ass tightly wrapping around his small cock (or massive clit, depending on how he was feeling) was intense. Better than any fleshlight Scruffy owned, it pulsed and twitched and warmly stroked his cock without him even having to move his hips. But it felt too fuckin good to not go all the way. He pushed his hips forward and sank as deeply into the poodle as he could, letting out an animalistic growl. 

"Fuck, dude," he muttered to the sleeping poodle. "You're really fuckin tight." He slowly rocked his hips back and forth, absolutely entranced seeing his clit move in and out of his roommate. He was becoming more and more grateful for his roommate getting wasted because this was a lot more exciting than the vibrator. Scruffy was getting very wet at the same time and paused to lube up his clit with his own cum. He licked it off his fingers and went back to fucking Pike, this time putting a hand on Pike's hip to pull him back onto Scruffy's clit. Scruffy just thought for a moment about how the creaking bedframe and soft wet noises of his actions might be audible to William downstairs if he woke up - and all it did was turn Scruffy on even more, and he slammed his clit in harder and harder, grunting with effort as he grew close to climax. Pike groaned softly in his sleep and Scruffy grabbed his hips hard with both hands and rammed him as hard as he physically could, the bedframe squeaking loudly as his hips roughly pushed and grinded against Pike's. 

"God DAMN," Scruffy exclaimed as he came hard, clit aching and pulsing inside of his new favorite toy. He grunted and moaned loudly and uncontrollably as his orgasm completely blanked out any thoughts he might've had. He pushed in as hard and as far as his little cock could, feeling surge after surge of orgasm overtake him. Slowly, carefully, he managed to disengage, pulling his clit out of his roommate's ass. Cum dripped from his pussy onto his roommate and the already stained sheets. He slowly, heavily exhaled, admiring his work and the way Pike's hole blink and twitched from the fuck he'd never know about. Scruffy slowly managed to get up and pull his clothes back on, longingly admiring Pike's body as the poodle slept on, unaware of having been used. Scruffy smiled to himself as he left the room, closing the door behind him. Sometimes it really paid off to have decent roommates.