Company
By Dirt
	Alex shifted through his pockets idiotically. The coyote rested his body up against the side of the doorway, no longer able to support himself. The coyote had been at the bar the entire night, blowing his paycheck on beer and burgers. He couldn’t even see straight by the time that he left the bar and it was a miracle that he managed to find his way home. He even managed to get all the way up the stairs to his apartment and only tripped once. Alex continued to fight through his pockets, twisting his fingers around every inch of them for his keys. It wasn’t until he remembered that the bartender took them that he finally gave up searching through the only two pockets they could have been in.
	Alex growled as he realized the pickle that he put himself in. He reached for the doorknob, praying that his carelessness had managed to actually be on his side. The door did not budge when he turned the nob though, proving that the only time he would lock his door is when he would actually forget his keys. He shouted out a curse, giving the door a quick pound with his fist and turning to the stairs. He had no idea how he would manage to get down the flight and even less of an idea on how to get back to the bar. His eyes trailed down to his doormat, wondering how good of a blanket it would make until he heard his neighbor’s door pop open.
	“You okay?” A squeaky voice asked from behind the coyote.
	Alex turned and saw his skunk neighbor poking his head outside of his apartment. The two of them were semi-acquainted since Alex walked with him down the stairs almost every morning. The two usually exchanged some quick idle chat with each other before getting into their cars. Alex sometimes waited at his car for a second to give the skunk a quick glance, hoping to catch the skunk’s rear as he got into his car. 
	“Hey Fredric. Nah, I just left my keys.” He said as he turned his body around on the wall and faced the skunk. 
	“Oh, well, do you need a ride back to the bar?” 
	“Eh, they might be closed for the night. I could use a place to crash though.” Alex said while he stumbled over towards Fredric. 
	The skunk was pretty small compared to the coyote, which was saying something. Though Alex was only about 5’10, Fredric was barely 5’2. Fredric was also built entirely different that Alex’s slightly chubby build, having a slim and trim build of his own. While the coyote was about as the most unintimidating thing to anyone else, he managed to make the skunk’s legs buckle a bit as he drew closer. Fredric looked around nervously, trying to think of something that might be able to save himself from the coyote but only managed to mumble out things incoherently.
	“Sounds like a sleepover!” Alex said enthusiastically.
 	The coyote managed to pull himself together just enough to reach his arm around the skunk’s shoulder and lead him through the door. Fredric could only fidget as he was dragged close to the coyote. The coyote smelt of beer and sweat, which made him want to get as far away from him as possible. He even tried to pull away from the coyote, but his grasp on his shoulder made it impossible for him to even budge. Alex kicked the door closed behind him as he led them to Fredric’s couch in the middle of the room and grabbed the TV Remote.
	“What’s on the TV?” Alex asked as played the paused program
	“Uh, don’t!” Fredric begged, but was too late to stop the coyote.
	The screen scene was of two males standing next to each other on a bus. They were extremely close, but their heads were turned away from each other. The camera angled downward from their faces to their hands. Their fingers slowly inched towards the other’s until they met and wrapped. The screen faded to black and the credits rolled shortly after. Fredric reached his hands up to his muzzle and covered his face, hoping that Alex wasn’t ready to beat his tiny ass. Instead, Alex just let out a loud yawn and shook his head.
	“Lame! Where’s all the sex?”
	“W-w-what?” Fredric asked nervously.
	“It was suppoed to cut to a sex scene. Why else would there be too gay guys.”
	“C-cause it’s a romance?”
	Alex just shrugged his shoulders. He reached down to his pants and begin to fumble with his belt buckle, opening it up and letting his gut hang out. He turned his head to Fredric and gave him a wide smile, reaching his hand over and resting on the skunk’s leg. Fredric instantly tensed up, giving Alex an uncomfortable stare. The skunk moved away and pulled Alex’s paw off of his thigh. The coyote was persistent though, reaching his paw out further and resting it on him again.
	“What’re you doing?” Fredric asked in annoyance.
	“What? Two gay guys alone in an apartment. I think you can put the rest together.”
	“I’m not gay-“
	Before the skunk could finish his sentence, Alex leaned in and pushed his muzzle against the skunk’s. The coyote forced the skunk to kiss him. Fredric was not sure whether he was resisting Alex because of the kiss or the taste of cigarettes and beer  on his muzzle. Either way, he couldn’t overpower Alex and just went along with it. Neither of the two were great with the kiss, Alex from his sheer stupor from being drunk and Fredric from his lack of experience. The two ended up sloppily trying to make out, making a rather gruesome scene until Alex pulled away.
	“You ever give head before?” Alex asked while getting up off of the couch.
Alex stumbled when he rose from his seat, catching himself on the coffee table before straightening himself out. He pulled off his pants and revealed his boxers to the skunk. The coyote’s erection was clearly visible behind the heart covered boxers. It pushed out into the boxers until it stretched the boxers out as far as they would go. Fredric could only watch in amazement as to how crude the coyote was acting. He wanted to tell Alex to get out of his house, but the intensity of the moment made it hard for him to say anything.
“No? Yes? Doesn’t matter. You’ll learn.” Alex said as he yanked his boxers down.
The coyote didn’t have the most impressive package (don’t tell Alex that), but it was still rather thick for a canine member. It bounced in the air a couple times before settling down and pointing straight at Fredric’s muzzle. Alex couldn’t wait for the skunk to get his mind together, so he took a step towards him and pushed his muzzle straight up against the skunk’s nose. A drop of pre smeared into Fredric’s nose, forcing him to take in the thick scent of canine arousal.
Fredric had never actually gotten this far with anyone, never finding the perfect way to set up the mood. Part of him hated that his first time getting this far was with the brash coyote, but another part was falling in love with it. Fredric was always too shy to push his limits and the coyote’s complete lack of control seemed like the right tool to get him out of his shell. He crossed his eyes and looked at the erect shaft in front of him for a second before opening his muzzle up and taking a lick at Alex’s tip.
Alex closed his eyes and leaned his head back, just as surprised as Fredric was. Despite the buzz that still clung to his mind, he was starting to sober up and become aware of his decisions. He knew that he had gone too far with the skunk and he was beginning to regret every move he made. He was almost ready to pick his boxers and pants u off the floor until he realized that Fredric was going along with it. He let out a loud moan and move a bit closer to Fredric, giving him a little bit more of his toy to play with.
Fredric easily obliged to the offer, reaching his hand up to the base of Alex’s shaft and giving it a tug. The tug seemed to do the trick, forcing out a little bit more of his shaft until even his knot was hanging out. Fredric tilted his head to the side, giving a lap at the knot and squeezing it gently with his hand. His other hand reached up and grabbed hold of the coyote’s hips, trying to pull him in more until his entire shaft was able to be reached easily by his muzzle. With one quick move Fredric took the entire shaft straight into his muzzle.
Alex’s muzzle dropped and he let out a couple strange gasps of pleasure. At the same time though, another sensation was growing in him at the worst time. He felt his bladder finally giving in to the six pints that he drank at the bar. The coyote bladder had a bad habit of warning him just as he was near the breaking point. He turned his head from the skunk and around the room, wondering if the skunk would let him use his restroom without killing the mood. Though another more devious idea formed in his mind.
Without even thinking about it or giving the skunk some kind of warning, he reached both of his paws out and grabbed hold of the skunk’s head. He pulled the skunk all the way into his crotch, jamming Fredric’s nose against his pubic fur. Fredric panicked, reaching his paws out and grabbing hold of the coyote’s legs. He tried to pull himself off of Alex, but the coyote’s grasp was way too strong for him. Alex let out a long sigh, fighting his body’s natural resistance until it gave out.
Fredric’s eyes opened wide as he felt a liquid pour into his muzzle.  His first thought was the coyote was having a premature ejaculation, but the taste quickly threw that idea out. The coyote’s bitter piss filled Fredric’s muzzle, pouring down the sides of his mouth and running down his muzzle fur. It ever began to fill his throat, forcing him to swallow down the piss in humiliation. Fredric wanted to let out a scream, but the sheer amount of urine in his throat prevented him from doing anything but guzzle it down.
Alex kept his grip on the skunk as tight as he could, not wanting to give the skunk any freedom to pull away. It was not until he emptied almost his entire bladder in the skunk that he actually decided to let up. He barely loosened his grip on the skunk, hoping that Fredric would just go with it and finish drinking his piss. However, the exact opposite happened. Fredric pulled off instantly, spitting up a large amount of Alex’s piss straight onto Alex’s feet. The coyote’s stream hit the back of the skunk’s head, pouring over his entire muzzle and dripping the rest of it on the floor.
While Fredric was busy coughing up the coyote’s piss onto the floor, Alex continued to cover the skunk with his stream. He even got a tab ballsy and grabbed his shaft, angling it back a bit to cover the skunk’s back and his long fluffy tail. Alex continued to mark his victim until he had nothing left to offer to the skunk. Fredric looked up in horror, confused and angry at what just happened. His twisted muzzle was drenched in coyote piss and his entire body was shaking in fury. Alex noticed the skunk’s obvious disapproval, but instead of saying anything, he just shook his dick off, watching a drop of piss land square on Fredric’s muzzle.
“What the fuck!” Fredric shouted.
With a single swing, he lunged his fist straight into Alex’s crotch, catching his sack between his fists. Alex went down instantly, clutching onto his beaten manhood and choking just like the skunk was. Despite Fredric’s small feature, he easily dragged Alex towards the door, forcing it open before pushing the coyote into the cold. Alex could do nothing but roll naked on the floor in pain. He tried to say something to Fredric, but before he could get the chance, the skunk slammed the door shut and locked it behind him.
After several excruciating minutes, Alex finally was able to move again. He crawled over to his doormat and let out a loud whine. He was in a much worse situation than earlier. Not only did he not have keys, but his bottom half was completely exposed to anyone that might see it. He couldn’t even call up anyone for help since his phone was in his pocket. He figured that he would just wrap himself in the doormat and beg the skunk for forgiveness in the morning, but a sound broke Alex’s train of thought. From Fredric’s door came the welcoming click of the deadbolt unlocking.