Drunken Tango
This is my first story as Jay Hopkins. It is posted on my new sofurry account here:
http://www.sofurry.com/page/172465
I hope you all enjoy. Please feel free to comment below.
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The fox and otter stumbled into the dark hallway. The two were panting heavily from the exchanging of deep kisses and gropes, as they stumbled down the hallway to the otter's hotel room. The two were giggling madly as they bumped into the walls as they worked their way towards room 609.
His head was spinning a bit as he looked down the hallway. What color were the walls? He couldn't quite tell. Were they a light brown color? Maybe a kind of brown. He could tell that the flowers he normally saw along them were blurred together. Mother, he was drunk. His mind stopped thinking about the walls when he felt a warm paw against his crotch. He blushed heavily as he moaned out at the feeling, covering his mouth so he wouldn't wake any sleeping hotel guests.
"Ooh. I like the sound of that," the fox said, but knowing that it was late, he released his paw from the warm stiff pants that imprisoned the otter's little buddy. It didn't take too much longer for the two to get to the otter's hotel room.
Finally, he stumbled about with his room key and finally got the key in and pulled it back. The small LED light on the handle turned red. He tried it again, and the results were the same. He doubled checked the room number and yipped as he noticed that the room they were at was 509. He quickly grabbed the fox's paw and pulled him back down the hall and quickly hit the elevator button. The doors opened up and the otter quickly hit floor six.
The fox snickered lightly as he pushed the otter up against the back wall of the very slow moving elevator and squeezed his crotch. "You know, you still haven't told me your name," he whispered softly into the moaning otter's ear.
"M-Milo." It was hard for him to speak when his mind was on the fox's paw which was massaging his crotch heavily at this point. He knew that he would have to hide his underwear deep at the bottom of his suitcase so that his roommates wouldn't smell it later. 'Thank Mother that we otters have bad noses. My parents would kill me for this.'
Milo felt the warm breath of the fox on the inside of his ear. His nose wasn't strong, but even he could smell the alcohol on the canine's breath. "Jake," the voice in his ear said softly as the doors to the elevator opened.
The otter briefly thought about how his family would react if they knew what he was doing while he was supposed to be visiting family in the area, especially since he had just met the fox at a bar not even an hour beforehand. The fox stepped out of the elevator and looked back at the flustered otter with a smile that seemed to tug at his heart strings a bit. Was he just looking for a quick lay or did this fox want something more?
Milo took a step out of the elevator and stumbled forward a bit. He was sobering up, but he could still tell that he was pretty drunk. This time, the two just walked down the hall to room 609. The card key worked this time as the LED light turned green and the otter opened the door, letting the fox walk in before closing it behind him.
As soon as they had gotten into his room, the fox pushed him against the door and shoved his tongue into the otter's short muzzle. The brown fur on the otter's face was darkened slightly as his face felt a bit warmer. He put his small ears back as he let his tongue wrestle with the canine muscle in his maw.
Milo's paws pushed under the fox's shirt, exploring the unfamiliar chest underneath before he slowly worked the shirt off. The two broke their kiss to take off the fox's shirt before their tongues began to dance wildly once more. It wasn't often that you would find anyone at a bar just wearing a normal t-shirt. Maybe that's why the otter first noticed him. The plain white shirt stood out from the vibrant colors all around him.
Milo felt the fox's paws unbuttoning his dark red dress shirt. It had a small stain of tartar sauce on the top left part of the shirt. He would probably have to soak the shirt later, he thought as the dark red fabric joined the white cloth by their feet.
The fox stopped for a moment as he felt the tree pendant against the otter's chest.
He looked down at it and tilted his head. "You're not religious are you?"
In response, Milo took the pendant off and put it on the dresser. He then smiled back gently to the fox. Jake walked back over with a grin on his face and the two began to kiss again, their tongues reaching down the others' throats.
The mustilid was getting pretty eager now. He began to undo the belt, but it was a tough belt to deal with. Fuck. Why couldn't the fox just wear pants that had an elastic waist like he did?
Milo growled as he broke the kiss to watch what he was doing. He grinned in triumph as the belt came loose. "Gotcha, ya bastard."
Jake couldn't help but laugh as his pants dropped to the floor, revealing that he was going commando underneath. "Relax, we've got all night."
Milo opened his muzzle but no words came out. He knew the fur on his face was growing darker again as he looked down. He didn't know if it was him or the booze, but this fox was ready for him. "You might, but I have to go back home tomorrow. Four hour drive."
Jake smiled. "I see. Then, we'd better get busy." Jake gently pulled the otter away from the door, gently lifting him up and setting him on the bed. The bed was low, which definitely helped the fox's case of pushing his pre-cum soaked cock up against the otter's lips.
Milo closed his eyes and opened his lips, letting out a low moan as he tasted the thick shaft slowly sliding against his wide tongue. He could only get half the shaft in his muzzle before grunting. He had never deep throated before and he didn't think he was quite ready to try it now. Of course, Jake wasn't quite ready to give up. Milo's eyes went wide as he felt Jake's paw on the back of his head, causing him to gag as the cock went right into his throat.
He whimpered a bit and swallowed a few times before it seemed to get a bit easier on him. He had never felt the top of a cock in his throat before, and while he didn't care one way or another for it, Jake seemed to be going wild for it. Milo sucked and swallowed for a moment before his throat seemed to relax.
The musky smell filled the otter's nostrils as he panted awkwardly around the cock, his muzzle stretched uncomfortably by the shaft that filled it. He loved the smell as he licked all along the bottom of the shaft. He closed his eyes as he tasted the slightly salty taste of the pre-cum that covered such a fine piece of meat within his maw. Slowly, Jake pulled out completely and grinned down at the otter.
Jake pushed Milo onto his back and yanked the otter's pants and underwear off in one swift motion, earning him a loud yip from the otter who squirmed lightly on the bed. Milo didn't know why, but he loved how the fox was taking charge. He felt the warm paws spreading his legs as Jake's body moved between them. The red furred body leaned in and kissed Milo on the muzzle once again as a pressure was felt underneath his tail hole.
The well lubricated shaft slid slowly into the tight tail hole. Milo whimpered slightly. It had been quite some time since he had last had anything in his tail hole and now it was being stretched quite nicely by the thick shaft being buried under his tail. Before long, the fox had hilted him and slowly began to pump himself in and out of the tight passage presented to him.
The two let out loud excited moans as the fox's cock thrusted in and out of the otter's tail hole with passion and need. Jake stopped and flipped Milo over without pulling out. The otter let out a squeal of excitement as pleasure rushed through his body. He had never been this excited about sex before, but this fox was amazing.
With each thrust, the fox's knot grew bigger and pressed against the otter's back end. Jake bent over the otter's back and began to bite and nibble at the otter's neck as he began to thrust harder into him. The bed was shaking wildly with their movements, squeaking loudly, revealing its worn age. The hotel itself was old and worn, Milo could tell as he looked around and at the old peeling wallpaper. Another thrust and his mind was back into the action behind him. He felt his cock twitching below him.
The fox's knot was quite large by now and Milo was sure that it would not be able to fit into him as Jake continued to thrust harder and harder. Just then, Milo let out a loud 'yip' as the knot was forced into his tail hole. It hurt, but the pleasure of the whole shaft buried within him was enough for him to be able to ignore it. He felt his orgasm rising and he did his best to hold it back before he let out a loud moan and stained the black sheets below him white with his cum. His tail hole squeezed and massaged the knot to the point where Jake, too, let out a moan and he felt the rush of thick cum fill his back end.
He felt the fox collapse onto his back and he fell onto the bed as well. The two panted heavily before Jake slid onto his side and the two lay in the spooning position as they relaxed.
"Wow..." Milo heard the fox whisper as the two slowly fell asleep.
Milo was woken by the heat of the sun on his dark brown fur the next morning and realized that there was no one behind him. He looked back and realized that the fox's cock had been out a while because there was a nice wet spot from where the cum had leaked out of his back end. The otter sat up and looked around. He wished his nose was better so that he would be able to tell how long it had been since the fox had left.
He sighed heavily as he got up and took a shower. He had wished that the fox would have stayed, but he knew that it was just a one night stand and that he probably would never see the fox again. Hell, he didn't even know anything about the fox other than his name, Jake. The floor of the shower was still wet, he must have showered before leaving, so it couldn't have been too long ago. Milo sighed again, washing up quickly before drying off. He was supposed to meet his parents for lunch before leaving to go back to his college dorm. They were staying on another floor of the hotel with all of his younger siblings. They knew he had to study for finals which were coming up so they got him his own room away from the rest of the family.
Milo groaned as he got out of the shower. He had had worse hangovers but at least this one wasn't to the point where he couldn't just ignore it so his family wouldn't know he had been drinking the night before.
After his shower he went to pick up his clothes and found them neatly piled on the dresser. On top of them was a note, written in neat handwriting:
"Parents got worried and called me while you were asleep. Sorry for leaving so quickly. If you're ever in town again, give me a call. I would like to take you out sometime."
After that, Jake signed it with his phone number just under it. Milo smiled and picked up his cell. He noticed that his phone had a single text on it from the fox, who had obviously entered his number in before leaving.
"P.S. Hope you don't mind me adding your number to my phone."
He had to get to lunch, but he was sure he'd be making a visit to his grandma's again real soon.