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Gray

5 - Happiness Is a Warm Gun

Arin lay awake in the bed, on his back, his paws behind his head. Ewan was fast asleep next to him, an arm across the rabbit's chest, his muzzle on Arin's shoulder. He looked so peaceful while he slept, his chest slowly rising and falling. Arin sighed and looked away from him. He felt confused. He knew he loved Ewan, he had done since he first met him 8 years ago, but he had never thought he was in love with him. He felt extremely close to Ewan, they shared everything and they always had, Ewan had confessed his romantic feelings for Arin, and he didn't deny that it was awkward at first, it was around that time that Arin came out, which gave Ewan hope, but Arin had to let him down; he just didn't feel for him in that way. With everything that had happened in the last 2 years, and in particular the last month, his feelings and love for Ewan had grown, and after the way he was treated by the large tiger the previous night, he could think of no one he wanted to be with more than the person who had consistently loved and comforted him, no matter how Arin treated him in return.

He closed his eyes and tried to push the thoughts out of his mind. He couldn't fall for Ewan now, after all these years of rejecting him as his lover, it would not be fair on the kindly wolf. In his sleep, Ewan gripped his paw, scratching Arin's chest slightly, making him shiver in pleasure. Arin opened his eyes and looked down at Ewan's face, softly perched on his shoulder, he was undeniably beautiful, he could have any guy he wanted... and yet he saved himself for Arin, even when Arin thought he'd made it perfectly clear that he did not have romantic feelings for him, now he wasn't so sure that was true. He placed a paw between the sleepy wolf's ears and gently stroked down his head and back, murring softly. The action caused the wolf to sigh happily and cuddle a little bit closer. God, he was so gorgeous. Arin tried his best to convince himself not to do this, but he couldn't, he needed Ewan. Gently, he peeled Ewan off of his body, making him unconsciously lie on his back, his muzzle pointing into the air, letting out a contented sigh. Slowly and gently Arin climbed over the wolf, straddling his lower torso, his boxered rump resting on Ewan's groin, he could see him stir and slowly start to wake up. Before the wolf could open his eyes, Arin leant forward and placed a passionate kiss on his muzzle. This made Ewan's eyes fly open in shock and confusion. Arin leant back from the kiss, sitting up straight, grinding his rump into Ewan's groin, whilst looking him in the eyes with a seductive look.

'I need you, Ewan.' Arin said.

'...Ari-' The wolf was cut off by Arin's muzzle being pressed into his in a very tender and deep kiss, their tongues meeting in a sweet dance. Ewan moaned into the mouth of the one he had loved for so many years, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

Finally Arin broke the kiss and sat back up straight, providing resistance to the quickly growing bulge in the Wolf's boxer shorts. He grinned menacingly and reached his paw behind him, grabbing the erection concealed by a silky cage. He could feel his own cock start to grow. He slowly massaged the large wolfy bulge, coaxing sighs and contented moans from Ewan. Arin kept giving Ewan a seductive look, and gyrated on his body, rubbing his erection, Ewan could do nothing but stare up in a cocktail of emotions, shock, happiness, confusion and nervousness, he really did look very adorable. He tried to speak, opening and closing his mouth a few times, but managed nothing but a squeak.

Arin smirked in amusement 'Shh, Ewan, you want this, and so do I.' He placed another kiss on the wolf's lips, then leant back and lowered his boxer shorts, making the wolf cock stand tall and poke him in the small of his back. Arin smirked again and quickly removed his own boxer shorts, before sitting back on Ewan's groin, the wolf's cock laying flat against his stomach and sandwiched in between Arin's glutes. The rabbit murred at feeling the hard leaking erection against his rear. He slowly started to grind and rock on the wolf's penis, coaxing a few large squirts of precum to fire from the tip, but unable to go very far it served to lubricate the erection and the rabbit's hole.

'Oh fuck, Arin... don't tease me any more...' Ewan breaths through gritted teeth.

Arin gave a sly smile and reached his paw back under himself, getting a firm grip of the needy wolf's shaft, lifting his rear off him slightly, and aimed the tip into the lubricated and hungry pucker. Gently he sat down on the pole, which surprisingly easily penetrated him, letting out a moan, closing his own eyes and opening his mouth in pleasure. He slid down until he could feel the wolf's furry tight balls resting under his rump. He looked down to see Ewan's face, a look of immeasurable pleasure planted across it. Arin could feel his anal muscles relax, signalling that he was ready to continue. Placing his paws on Ewan's chest, leaning forward slightly, he lifted almost entirely off his cock, before sliding himself back over it, loving the feeling of fullness it gave him. He started up a steady rhythm, each time he lowered onto him Ewan let out a moan of contentment. Arin leaned back and sat up straight, pouncing quickly on top of the slightly larger than average cock, the knot of which was fully exposed from its sheath, but Arin had decided he did not want to be tied by Ewan just yet, so he was careful not to slam down too forcefully. As he sat back, releasing his paws from Ewan's sides, his own erection was fully exposed, jutting out perpendicular to his body, and leaking a large amount of precum from the tip, landing in a sticky mess on the wolf's stomach. Breathing heavily closing his eyes, Arin gripped his cock tightly and began furiously pawing it, whilst still bouncing up and down on the squirming wolf beneath him.

Ewan huffed and puffed as the love of his life worked his tight ass on his erection, his eyes were firmly closed and his tongue lolled out from the side of his muzzle. Every now and then he would let out a high whimper of pure ecstasy, had he been in a more conscious state of mind he would have pleasured Arin himself, but the pleasure washing over him was rendering him useless.

Arin didn't let up on the fast rhythm he'd built, bouncing on top of Ewan, and his paw was equally quickly and furiously pulling on his length. The feeling of having someone that had been so loving and kind to him for a good chunk of his life buried deep inside him was bringing him close to his sexual edge, but he wanted to feel Ewan cum inside him before he shot his load. Along with the quick pumping he started to tense his anal muscles around the wolf cock, to, in effect, massage the sensitive shaft. Arin knew that Ewan wouldn't last long, because the wolf had been longing for this day for about 6 years, and sure enough, Arin was right. The massaging to Ewan's cock caused his seed to fire out from his tip deep inside the rabbit, in warm thick shots, painting his innards. The feeling of fullness inside Arin was amplified by the copious amounts wolf seed filling him up. This, along with the erection jumping and twitching inside him lead to Arin's own cock to throb in his paw and shoot his seed in thick ropes across the wolf's chest, up as far as his neck. Both of them stayed where they were, hearts racing and breathing heavy, as they rode out their immense orgasms, both their faces having the exact same expression on them: pure bliss.

Arin recovered the quickest and looked down at the wolf below him. He leant forward and took Ewan in a passionate kiss, causing the wolf to snap back into reality, his eyes opening and melting into Arin's wide icy blue orbs. As they kissed Arin gently lifted himself off the wolf's cock - having been careful not to be tied by Ewan - he clenched his anal muscles tightly as he neared Ewan's tip, doing his best to keep the wolf's seed inside him, for the moment, anyway. He broke the kiss and lay down beside the wolf, looking into his eyes happily. Ewan smiled back, his smile faded, but quickly returned, his ears twitching, Arin could tell there were numerous thoughts going through his head.

Eventually the wolf plucked up the courage to speak. 'Arin, I... thank you so much for this. You... you have made my dreams come true.' Arin frowned slightly 'I-I love y-'

'Ewan, please. Don't say it.' Arin interrupted before Ewan said the words he feared most. 'I... please.' He could see Ewan was a bit hurt by this, so he flashed him a cheeky smile again. 'Go and have shower... you're a bit sticky, and then we'll talk, okay?'

Ewan seemed content with this, and his torso was completely soaked in Arin's cum, so he simply replied 'okay' and got off the bed. He walked towards the door and took a look back at the naked Arin, who was lying on top of the duvet covers, he couldn't help but smile at the love of his life as he breathed heavily and looked so adorable lying on the bed. He left and made his way to the bathroom, forgetting that Arin had stopped him saying 'I love you.'

*****

Ewan gently scrubbed his white fur, making sure to get all of the Rabbit's cum out of it, even if it did blend in nicely and wasn't too obvious due to his colouring, it didn't feel very great to have stiff and sticky patches all over him. Whilst idly cleaning himself, Ewan couldn't help but let his mind wander and reflect on what had just happened.

Finally. He had done it, well, Arin had let him do it. He had finally had sex with the boy he'd been pining over since he was 12. He smiled to himself as he thought about it. Arin, after many years of denying his advances, had finally given him a go, and it wasn't from him constantly asking, he never did, he respected Arin's decisions and didn't want to jeopardise their friendship. Although, he did question why Arin had suddenly decided to let him fuck him this morning, was it to do with last night at the club? Had he been feeling unloved? Was he suffering side effects from the medication given to him, to combat his drug problem? Ewan shook his head at the thoughts, and sped up his cleaning. He looked over his body and noticed he was as clean as he was going to get, he shut off the shower and stepped out of the cubicle, grabbing a clean towel and quickly drying his fur as best he could. He started grinning to himself again, his heart leaping at the possibility that Arin may want to finally be in a relationship with him, that he really did love him as more than just a brother.

Satisfied that his fur was as dry as it was going to get, although in need of a thorough brushing, as it was sticking up at hundreds of different angles, making him look very spiky. He felt elated and happier than he had been in many years, with everything that Arin had been through, and by extension, him, he had worked himself into quite a depressed state, this morning's actions seemed to have lifted an immense weight off of the young wolf's heart. He grabbed a nearby dressing gown and wrapped it around himself, leaving the bathroom and heading back to Arin's room, hopefully soon to be both their rooms.

He didn't bother knocking as he entered the rabbit's room, he never did anyway, but he felt it was even less necessary than before. He walked into the room and stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes bulging in his head, wide with shock. Arin was sitting cross-legged on the bed, up against his pillow. He was sitting there, his iPad sitting in the gap between his knees, upside down, about to inhale one of the several lines of cocaine that was carefully organised on the plastic back of the electronic device. Startled at Ewan's sudden intrusion, he dropped the rolled up twenty that he was about to use as a straw and looked up suddenly, with wide eyes.

Ewan froze completely as he realised that he had caught Arin about to do something he supposedly hadn't done for nearly 4weeks. In the few seconds that he just stood there a plethora of emotions and thoughts rattled in his mind. Arin too just sat there, staring up at the dumbstruck wolf, not sure what to say or do, aware that what he was about to do hurt Ewan more than it did him.

Eventually Ewan managed to speak, but it was a very quiet whisper. 'Why...?' was all he managed, a lump forming in his throat.

Suddenly, and inexplicably, Arin felt angry at the wolf. How dare he barge in like that? It's none of his business! What? He thinks that because he let him fuck him that he could do what he wanted? He calmed himself down a bit, remembering who the wolf was. 'I... I just needed something to cheer me up.' He said, not angrily, but unusually quietly.

To Ewan this was like being stabbed in the heart. Cheering up? Had their session not cheered him up? Had Ewan constantly showing Arin his love and helping him whenever he'd been in trouble not cheered him up? He felt extremely hurt by what Arin had said, he had crossed the line, after nearly 8 years of Ewan caring for Arin, and Arin not showing nearly as much affection back, he had never cut the wolf so deeply, it was the final straw. 'Cheer you up? What the fuck's that supposed to mean? Did I not just cheer you up? Has me consistently caring for you and you throwing it back in my face not cheered you up? You feel a bit sad so you just turn to drugs? Drugs that you have supposedly been off for nearly a month. You are a selfish, spoiled little shit, you know that, Arin? I have done nothing but love you and care for you in your darkest times, and you just take me for granted. Well fuck it. That's it, I'm done. I'm gone. You're gonna have to cope on your own from now on. Fuck you, Arin Gray. Fuck. You.'

He struggled to fight back the tears as he said this, but managed to stay strong. He took one last look at the shocked and confused rabbit, before turning out of the room and heading into his own, throwing some clothes in a bag and quickly changing into some jeans and a t-shirt. By the time he went to leave his room, Arin was standing in the door way, still in shock. 'Ew-Ewan... I'm sorry.'

Ewan growled deeply and shot him a look, and if looks could kill, then the rabbit would most definitely be lifeless. Slinging his bag over his shoulder he barged past the rabbit and made his way down the corridor, opening the front door and stepping into the foyer, which lead to the lifts, which would take him to the ground floor and from there the centre of the city. Before he left the penthouse apartment, however, Arin called out. 'Ewan! Wait, please!'

Ewan stopped, but did not turn to face the rabbit, as he knew he would burst into tears if he did so. He spoke, unsettlingly calm, 'Go fuck yourself, Arin.' With that he left. Arin stood in the door way, shaking violently as his emotions took a hold of him, and the gravity of the situation hit him like a brick wall.

*****

The rabbit stood there for what seemed like an eternity, staring through the open doorway, completely stunned. His mind was blank, he was not thinking or feeling anything, his eyes were wide and his mouth was hanging open. He had never thought that Ewan had that in him, he'd always been such a happy soul, always making Arin feel better when he was down, caring for him and holding his paw when he needed it. What... what had happened that lead the wolf to turn on him like that? Arin had literally no idea what he had done.

He began to wake up, and the emotion he felt was anger, not sadness or remorse, anger. He grunted as he slammed his fist into the wall next to him, leaving a dent in the plaster, and making his paw throb in pain. He slammed the door shut as he shouted 'FUCK IT!' He stormed into the open plan living room/dining room/kitchen, his paws clenched into fists, making his small claws dig into his palm. He breathed heavily as he paced around the room, needing something to break, to release his anger at his supposed 'friend' that had turned his back on him, why Arin did not know. He settled on an acoustic guitar that was lying on a nearby sofa. It was an average instrument, it only cost a couple of hundred, so Arin could afford a new one no problem. He grabbed it by the neck and swung it over his head, like a battle axe or something, he shouted as he slammed the instrument down on the glass coffee table, creating very loud crunching and twanging noises as the wood split up and the strings broke, he hit it down again, splitting the body in half, one more hit and the body split away from the neck, leaving Arin holding the fret board. He again shouted 'FUCK!' as he flung it across the room, it connected with a vase, which fell off of its perch and smashed on the floor. The rabbit clenched his fists again, his chest was heaving and his eyes were cold, he looked down at the low glass table and noticed a sizeable crack had formed across the surface.

He forced himself to calm down a bit, the guitar had helped him to release his anger, and instead the emotion was replaced by darkness, he felt himself become depressed, more depressed than he remembered, and this time he didn't have Ewan to help him. This time it was Ewan's fault...

He turned around and headed back to his bedroom, he was dressed only in boxer shorts, he had pulled them on when Ewan was showering, so it hurt slightly when he stepped on the splintered pieces of wood on the ground. He ignored the pain as he had many different emotions coursing through him and the pain to his feet was miniscule in comparison to the pain that was now stabbing at his heart. He walked into his large bedroom and sat down on the side of the bed, the side he had been sleeping on. He looked at the bed to his right, his iPad was lying there, the cocaine still in lines on the back, but they were slightly messy as he had not been very careful when he had removed it from his lap. He picked the expensive device up and placed it back in his lap, he grab the unravelled twenty and rolled it back up tightly into a straw. He sighed, but without hesitation he placed the money-straw into his nose and bent down, aiming the other end at the base of one of the lines. Inhaling deeply and moving up the line he snorted the cocaine, he did this for the other two lines in quick succession. Rubbing his nose quickly he wiped any residue off of the iPad and placed it back on the bedside table where it had been.

He slid onto the bed fully and sat back against the pillow. He sighed deeply, feeling a bit more calm, but waiting for the drugs to take a hold of his being. He relaxed slightly and tried to forget what had just happened. He slowly started to feel the buzz of the chemicals washing over his body, taking not long at all, but when he opened his eyes, he still felt flat, not high at all. He couldn't believe it, the only thing he seemed to have in the world now was his drugs, and even they seemed to fail him. It was not enough. That was the usual amount he took, but it was not having the same effect as it normally did.

Inexplicably he began to cry. His body shaking in powerful sobs, tears rapidly leaking from his icy blue eyes. He had not expected it to, but as he let go of his reservations, the only thing his mind would focus on was the happy, smiling face of Ewan, and then the way he had shouted at Arin earlier. Whatever Arin had done it must have been huge to make Ewan react that way... or maybe it was a combination of things, with this being the focal point. He quickly looked over his life and he felt darkness envelop him as he realised that he was right, he had taken Ewan for granted, he had automatically expected him to be there, blown off the wolf's advances for 6 years, this morning he finally let him fuck him, and then way Arin had treated him must have been horrible. He was an awful friend, not only that, but an awful, selfish person.

Arin tried to stop any more tears come out as he grabbed a nearby writing pad and pen. His paw shook as he jotted down a short note for Ewan. When he finished he clenched the paper tightly 'I love you, Ewan.' He said as tears hit the paper, smudging the still slightly wet ink a bit. He placed the pad back onto the bedside table and calmed himself in preparation for what he was about to do.

He sighed and leaned over to his bedside table again and pulled open the little draw. Blindly reaching in he felt for and found a long piece of cloth. He took it out and tied it tightly around his left arm, above the elbow. Satisfied it was tight enough he reached back into the small draw and found what he was looking for.

Carefully, he pulled the syringe out of the draw and inspected it closely. He tapped the glass tube of it and squeezed the pump, squirting a small amount of brownish liquid onto the floor. Satisfied the air was removed he lay back onto the bed and extended his left arm. Very carefully he placed the syringe needle up to his skin under his fur on his inner elbow joint, feeling for the vein. Satisfied he located it he added pressure, wincing as he felt the cold metal pierce his skin. Once it was far in enough he applied pressure to the plunger, expelling the drugs into his vein, which made them combine with his blood and flow around his body.

To Be Continued...

JakeM