That Gay Goth Dog: CHapter 18: The Battle to be Normal: part 3
#72 of That Gay Goth Dog
(OMNIA - Fee Ra Huri https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J56VVtlZCGE)
"Oh hell yeah!" I shouted as the Irish flute began to sing out the melody. Instantly we were clapping to the song. Hayden, Till, Aaron and Seth were rightfully outta place, I think out of anyone, I was the only one who really knew about this band in my group. Four metal heads, and one weird shepherd as Hayden would say! But soon as those drums started, the head bob started, flowing into dancing which feed into the group jumping up and down to the rhythmic melody we were hearing from the stage. "I think this has to be my favorite song by these guys!" I spoke out into Haydens ear so he could fully hear me.
"I can see, its fun seeing you enjoying music again!" Hayden spoke.
"Two days does the body good when you're not around druggies and on tour!" I spat out before turning to my husky, and wrapping my arms around him, pulling the confused husky into a loving kiss.
"Mmm, Storm?" He spoke after I released his lips after getting past a lustful daze.
"Im just happy to have you back in my life 24/7." I spoke hugging my husky one more time. Before turning back to the stage, moving and dancing with my huskies plump muscular rear pressing against my groin.
"Wack fol'a day diddle dee dye doe Je le len 'o je le la le len 'o Fiddle daddle day diddle dee dye doe Ho de fee ra huri Wack fol'a day diddle dee dye doe Je le len 'o je le la le len 'o Fiddle daddle day diddle dee dye doe Ho de fee ra huri!"
I couldn't help but shout out with the groups music, Lyrics so simple even a cave man could sing it. It was nice seeing Hayden get as deep into the music as I was, granted he was just sorta shouting words, but he will learn in time. With that thought a laugh escaped my muzzle as I lost myself in the trance of music. All the furs around us were grabbing partners and dancing in circles. Once in a while they would turn clockwise, hop, then clap before spinning the other way. Men with girls, and trade off every few rotations to the next face besides you, it was truly a sight to see.
"Come here!" Hayden said before grabbing me and pulling us into the larger circle outlining the dancers in the crowd. And without a beat, we started right in time with everyone. Laughing and singing I must have danced with 9 other furs that night, as Hayden made only a few rounds before running off the the outer circle to clap along.
"Wack fol'a day diddle dee dye doe Je le len 'o je le la le len 'o Fiddle daddle day diddle dee dye doe Ho de fee ra huri Wack fol'a day diddle dee dye doe Je le len 'o je le la le len 'o Fiddle daddle day diddle dee dye doe Ho de fee ra huri!"
Seth
Pushing past furs, and fairly drunk furs at that, is always fun and is the number one reason why I don't like to go to concerts that much. But storm was right: This band is absolutely amazing! However I really needed a drink to rehydrate myself.
"Hey kitty, what can I get you?" a tall red fox spoke up past the music. His ginger fur showing off his traditional white mask wrapping around his muzzle, a fairly well kept beard hanging just a little past the trimmed body fur of the male, even his voice was pleasant to the ears.
"I need some Jack in my life. Give me a nice little cup" I spoke winking at the male.
"Okay." He said and just stood there. His golden eyes just staring me down, a sly smile forming on his muzzle as the furs bustled around us. But we seemed to be locked in place.
"Soooo~?" I intonated looking like a confused babyfur who just found out huskies tails have a curl to them.
"Well, im jack!" He laughed finding himself funny.
"You maybe a tall drink of water, but don't expect me to be the 'off' to the end of your name." I spoke unamused. "Please just give me a drink."
"Well shit, okay, thought you were cute, but I see you're a little~" he spoke walking away, granted I couldn't hear what he said at the end, I could guess it pretty clearly. "Heres your drink, cat." He spat walking back with my drink.
"Thanks fuxer" I rolled my eyes and walked towards the back of the room. It was a interesting sight-seeing all these furs dressed up in head bands, black shirts, some even having feathers a tribal art work running across their faces, along their arms. "OH, Hellooo" I whispered seeing a shirtless lion walking my way. This cat had a slightly darker bronze fur pattern running down his body, white belly fur which showed off each abdomen this big cat earned. "You could run over my Sahara any day." I said to myself as he walked right past me, not evening noticing, or turning his attention to the space I was in. "And im still as dry as that bloody desert " I whined reaching into my pocket grabbing a little gold tube. "Well might as well have some fun." I purred opening the small cap of the cartridge. Attached to the cap was a little spoon that held the pure white cocaine I always brought around with me. Checking around my area for any security, which I didn't see any this hole time, I brought that little bit of powder to my nose and inhaled it as hard as I could. "Fuck." I said allowed taking a few more spoon fulls before my heart rate jumped up and everything seemed to flow much faster.
"Hey, Seth!" I heard Storm yell out as he walked up alone.
"Fuck." I panicked closing the tube and shoving it back into my pocket, and checking my nose quickly for any residue.
"hey storm, whats up, hows the show going? Seeing everything you like, anything you don't?" I spoke trying to calm my heart from bouncing out my chest. Gah of course he had to just walk up like that.
"What? You're snowboarding aren't you?" He spoke slightly angered at the fact for some reason.
"So what, maybe I am? Gonna tell my mom?" He spat looking him over, for some reason that really pissed me off enough for my right fist to clench.
"Fuck, no man calm down a bit. If anything I would ask you for some." He spoke calmly looking at my disheveled pocket.
"Oh, I mean." I spoke folding my ears back and reaching for the gold tube. "I mean you can have some if you want." I spoke confused about storm doing hard drugs. Granted I myself never thought I would be doing this as a habit, which I can only thank Austin for that. I just had to walk into that club...
___________Four Years Ago____________
"Fuck Austin!" I laughed sitting in the middle of this giant EDM club. Furs were dancing, twerking, all of us were pretty much naked, or wearing tight enough clothing that your imagination didn't have to work at all. "This place is GREAT!!!" I yelled falling back onto his VIP couch. Only one bull guarded the chain to get in and out of this dim lit area. But no matter what, we had the best seat in the house! Right on the side of the stage to watch the artist, and all the sexy furs dancing just pumped my blood even quicker to parts of me I normally would be scared to get hard in public. "Tho I think I might be heading off to bed, im getting really tired." I spoke as Austin laid down next to me. That Dobermans arms were as big as my thigh, and that chest was the perfect pillow for a slim panther like myself.
"You know I got the perfect thing for you!" Austin barked reaching for a secret chest next to our brown couch. "I always keep this baby stocked and full of the best wake up cure! 100% pure cocaine, this shit will put a pipe in your mouth and get you going!" he spoke instantly snorting a long line from the mirror on the inside.
"I don't know, this is something I have always been warned about." I hezitatedly spoke, my tail folding around my waist as I watched this hunky canine I loved pinch his nose, snorting with all his might to pull the powder into his lungs and down his through*
"Fuck yeah that's the STUFF!" he barked jumping up. "Come on kitty, try some, I want to dance with you some more!" He barked tossing the straw into my lap.
"I guess one wont hurt me." I smiled, my ears still pinned back as a lowered down placing the straw to my nose, and inhaling the fine cut coke. "Oh fuck, ow!" I whined snorting just like my dobie did. The stining pain soon turned to numbing, which just seemed to boost my energy levels to sky high, full.
"Fucking right it wont! That's my beautiful, sexy panther! LETS DANCE!!" He yelled over the music, quickly pulling me out to the dance floor with all the other furs . God we danced for hours, and hours. One by one all the furs would leave out the club, leaving just us and the DJ partying. But he too even ended up packing up, while me and Austin were back at our table drinking and snorting cocaine.
"Then when we went back to the dealer's house, he just brought out a gun and waved it around trying to scare us, but I think we were way too far gone to even realize who, or what he was doing. Next thing I know, im hit in the muzzle by the butt of his pistol and waking up in my buddy's car outside his house." Austin laughed finishing his last line.
"God that sounds so scary?!" I awed in his fearless nature.
"Next time maybe ill show you about some other fun drugs, I got some stuff that if you snort it, it will put you to sleep, pretty much. Ket and a little H mixture I found that helps me sleep!" He laughed. "But well get to those later, for now, how about we go back to my place and get to 'know' each other a little bit?" He spoke groping my crouch and biting down on the scruff of my neck. I melted right into his arms and nodded quietly.
___________________________Present Day_______________________________
I came back just in time to see storm rail his third spoon full. "Like it? Good shit from Tennessee!" I chuckled nervously as the dog handed back my little tube.
"Fuck yeah it is!" He snorted a bit extra. "Fucking hell I feel like I could go all night! Where's Hayden, I really want to dance with him, fuck maybe even run to the bathroom and."
"Storm! To much!" I spat pushing him away before he could finish his statement.
"What, come on, I haven't been around him in FOREVER!" He laughed waving his arms. "My paw only feels so good, so many amounts of times." He laughed.
"Well then don't touch me!" I spat back giggling.
"Come here kitty, give me a hug!" he pushed his arms right out walking towards me like a zombie.
"NO! Get your dirty paws away from me!" I laughed running away from the shepherd and into the crowed were I could lose him.
Storm
As the night settled down I found the husky I was looking for. Walking out of the venue all the furs chatting, singing songs that were played, and even a little drum circle, I don't know I just kinda felt at home again. I loved being around the crowd and all the music, maybe it was just my old band that made me despised my life as a musician. No matter what I was happy to be home at the end of the day. Actually sleeping in my own bad with my own boyfriend and being able to eat whenever I was hungry was AWESOME! Plus no schedules to keep, so I could sleep whenever the hell I wanted. Granted I do need to maybe start looking for a job to bring in some extra income as I was taking a vacation from all the music I have been doing.
Walking into the brisk fall night, I turned to my husky to pull him closer as we walked. "Enjoy the band?"
"yeah!" he smiled snuggling up to me. "I gotta say that I wasn't expecting to tho. They sounded a little meh on the way to the show. But boy are the good live!" he chirped as his left paw found its way to my lower stomach.
"Im glad you really enjoyed it?" he smiled, my bushy tail even giving a wag from hearing my mate had a great night. "Anything else you want to do tonight since we are awake this late?" I spoke as we turned the corner down the main street of our home.
"I got something I have been missing for a long, long, time." He spoke with a sly grin in his eye. "But lets get home first, im a little chilly." He spoke as we continued to walk.
Lets just say I couldn't wait the next 4 minutes.