Distracted | Part 2: Drunk Encounters

Drunk Encounters

It was a rather quiet, yet busy Friday evening for Matthew. With Summer vacation fast approaching, homework was getting piled up on his desk at a rapid pace. While others were throwing house parties before it was time to head home, Matthew was cooped up alone in his dorm trying to finish everything as soon as possible, to avoid a massive load of books on his desk at the last moment. It was stressful, especially knowing that others were having fun, including his roommate; but at least he'd be thankful later on when everyone else is panicking about having to turn in their assignments the next day.

He sat there at his desk with the books by his side, the only source of light in the room coming from the PC monitor in front of him. As much as he wasn't finding the work itself to be very stressful, the amount he had with him was what hammered it into him. He was exhausted, and the light from his monitor was straining his eyes due to how long he'd been staring at it for.

"Ugh — I need a break..." he muttered to himself.

The wolf got up from his chair and headed to the mini fridge he had stored nearby, pulling out a fresh, cold Mountain Dew Code Red and taking a seat on the couch. He cracked open the can and the moment he swallowed the first sip, he immediately felt a wave of relief wash over him, leaning back into the comfy cushions so he could relax. Everything just felt right for those few minutes of silence; however, they came to an abrupt stop when he heard knocking on his door. When he looked over there, he checked the gap underneath where the light shined through and saw a shadow of someone's feet. Who could that have been? He wasn't expecting anyone at that time of night...

The wolf quickly stood back on his feet and made his way to the door, opening up to see who it was. To his surprise, it was the last person he expected to see knocking on his door at that time of night; in fact, they weren't even a student — it was Mr. Wasson.

"Eyy, Mr. Woodward!" Greeted the teacher, his hand resting on the door frame for support; he was wearing a rather casual attire — a lavender shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and a pair of dark blue jeans. He also wreaked of alcohol.

"Mr. Wasson? W-what are you doing here?" The confused wolf asked.

"So good to see you! Mind if I *hic* come in?"

"Uh...yeah, sure..."

Matthew stepped aside and let his teacher in, keeping an eye on him to make sure he didn't stumble over his own feet. While he closed his door, Mr. Wasson planted himself on the couch, letting out a satisfied sigh as his body sunk into it.

"You want a drink, sir?"

"Uhh...some water, please," the tanuki responded, probably to help him prevent a hangover.

Matthew grabbed a fresh bottle from the mini fridge and handed it to him as he took a seat next to him.

"Thanks, man," he took a swig of water. "I like the place you got here; it's uh *hic* cozy."

"Thanks. Umm...are you okay, sir?"

"Me? Yeah, I'm fine. Just had a *hic* couple drinks, is all...Thought I'd spend the first night of the weekend right."

"Fair enough..."

The wolf took another swig from his can. He wasn't sure why his teacher was here, and why he was even showing up late in the evening in that state. He was a little unsure how to feel about Mr. Wasson after their little 'incident' a while ago, after class; as much as he enjoyed pounding the professor's ass, after that day, he felt things were a little...awkward between them. Not a single word about the event had been mentioned by the him ever since. Thankfully, Matthew's grades had improved significantly with the support of him, but...something just didn't seem right. He wanted to bring it up a few times in the past, but there wasn't an appropriate time for him to; plus, he didn't want to run the risk of making things more tense between them. He couldn't help but wonder if the tanuki had regretted his decisions that day...

"So, uh...how's it going with that, uh *hic* girl of yours?" asked Mr. Wasson out of the blue.

"Missy? Heh, well...I haven't really heard from her, to be honest. I think she lost interest, probably moved onto someone else. She was hinting at wanting something more serious, but...I don't think I'm ready for that."

"I see..." the tanuki took another swig of water.

During a moment of silence, while his head was slightly stirring, Mr. Wasson noticed Matthew's monitor was still on, with a book open behind the keyboard, and a pile of other books next to it.

"Busy night?" he asked the wolf.

"Yeah...I wanted to get all the homework done before Summer Break, but the amount of it — doing all of it at once — has been so stressful."

"How— *hic* how much have you got left?"

"I'm about halfway through it all. Hoping to storm through the last of it tomorrow, since I won't be doing anything else this weekend."

"Well, you seem to be doing well...Maybe you should *hic* take a good break," the tanuki scooted a little closer to Matthew, the wolf not thinking anything of it at first.

"Oh, I just started taking one before you knocked. Grabbed a nice, fridge-cold can of Mountain Dew to help with the heat."

"Heheh *hic* no, I meant, maybe some..." suddenly Mr. Wasson reached out towards Matthew and placed his hand on the lupine's crotch, lightly groping it, "...stress relief~"

"O-oh..."

Well, that was something Matthew didn't expect. With just one sudden action, his concerns on whether Mr. Wasson regretted their little 'shenanigan' were put to rest...kind of; he still wondered if it was just the alcohol doing the talking.

"Not gonna lie to you, Matt...I came over here 'cuz I was hungry...for YOU...it's uh *hic* been a while since we last did something..."

The tanuki then put his bottle of water aside and brought his other hand to Matthew's crotch. Despite being intoxicated, he undid the wolf's jeans with quick succession. He could feel the bulge growing in the wolf's pants, out of his control. Matthew was hesitant about the idea — unsure of what to do. As much as he felt it was wrong letting him carry on...something was keeping him from stopping his teacher in that moment.

"S-Sir, you're drunk..."

"Mr. Woodward, I may be drunk, but I KNOW what I want."

Once his jeans were unbuttoned all the way, Mr. Wasson spread the flaps apart and pulled down Matthew's boxers, revealing the half-erect cock that was hiding beneath.

"Ahh...there it is~" said the professor with a horny tone in his voice.

"Sir, please — this might be— a-ah..."

Immediately, while ignoring Matthew's words, he dragged his tongue along his bare shaft. He KNEW Matthew wanted him, too; If he didn't, he would've stopped him the moment he grabbed the wolf's crotch. And he still wasn't stopping him in that moment either...

A quick, quiet moan escaped the student's muzzle. His worries were swiftly washing away as the tanuki lathered his flesh up with warm saliva, teasing the head by swirling his tongue around it, and even sticking it in his piss slit. Once he decided he had enough fun teasing, Mr. Wasson lowered his head and wrapped his lips around the wolf's cock.

"Ah...ffffuck..." he moaned out quietly.

His worries had now vanished completely. He no longer cared whether his teacher was drunk or not; he CLEARLY wanted Matthew, and Matthew wanted him. It just felt too good to resist.

The professor sunk lower on Matthew, forcing his member deeper into his warm maw as he let his tongue explore. He bobbed his head ever-so-slowly on the wolf, making sure to take his time and savour his tasty meat. A low hum boomed in the tanuki's throat with satisfaction, his mouth vibrating around his student's dick as he felt it grow rapidly inside. As much as he wanted to keep sucking on Matthew's lollipop, especially since it was now as hard as a rock, he felt the need to get more comfortable.

The teacher let the wolf's schlong free and exposed it to the fresh air as he sat back up. He began to undo his shirt, as well as his pants, letting his own boner flop out as the bottoms dropped to the floor, all while Matthew just watched, not a single word from him. Once he was more appropriately undressed for the occasion, Mr. Wasson leaned back down to the lupine's lap and began lathering it up again, nothing but lustful moans being heard from above. He teasingly stimulated the penis in any way he could, licking and kissing along the delicious shaft.

"You should get comfortable, too~" he suggested in between kisses.

He helped his student pulled down his jeans past his thighs and watched as they hit the floor, the wolf kicking them off his feet as the professor continued worshipping his cock. Once more comfy, Mr. Wasson forced Matthew back into his maw, his head bobbing on his cock nice and slow as he listened to the horny groans above. His tongue swirled graciously around the thick rod, especially the juicy head, lapping up wolf's pre and enjoying its sweet n' salty taste. He deepthroated his cock without any issues, managing to fit his entire shaft inside until his balls were pressing up against the tanuki's blonde beard, not even a gag coming from him — just a low, passionate moan from Matthew to vocalise his appreciation.

Every now and then, he'd pull Matthew out from his mouth and teasingly kiss and slobber along his flesh, even just sucking nothing but his tasty head, making the lupine squirm for more.

"God, your cock tastes so good, dude~" he couldn't help but compliment the wolf, jerking him off some more so he can get just a little more of that precious pre on his tongue.

"T-thank you, sir..."

It was mandatory that he worshipped every inch of his cock — every crevice — leaving the entire thing covered with his scent. Matthew held onto his professor for support, though he'd also let his hand explore further down and caress the exposed black fur occasionally, as well as give his plump ass a gentle squeeze. Mr. Wasson had a firm grip around the base, keeping it steady for him to keep sucking on, though sometimes he'd let go so he can cradle the wolf's white orbs, meanwhile his other arm was wrapped around the wolf's waist, keeping him locked in place, as well as caressing his side; sometimes he'd let his hand slide underneath his tank top and run his fingers through those rippling abs of his, making the lupine shudder.

Overtime, his head bobbing picked up the pace gradually, adding more waves of pleasure for Matthew as his moans also became more frequent. It wasn't just the feeling of Mr. Wasson's mouth around his cock that had Matthew high on lust, however; it was also teacher's soft moans, his beard brushing up against his balls to remind him how deep he's sinking down the tanuki's throat, the fact he was wearing nothing but his shirt, leading him to fantasise about what they could potentially do next. Maybe he'd get to fuck him right there on the couch. All he could think of in that moment was how he never had head as good as the one he was getting right there...But of course, all good things must come to an end...

Eventually, the speed of the tanuki's head bobbing increased even more, craving a more flavoured taste. Matthew began to feel the pleasure multiplying, as well as a familiar tingle in the base of his shaft, which lead to an increased heart rate. His heavy breathing, on top of the louder moans, made it obvious to Mr. Wasson that the young wolf was about to blow any minute now.

"Fuck, Mr. Wasson...I-I'm gonna cum..."

Instead of pulling off to jerk the rest of the time until orgasm, he ignored the student's warning — he just kept sucking, even bobbing his head faster than ever before, making it clear his teacher wanted him to bust a fat load down his throat. The tanuki's cheeks closed in and surrounded every inch of his dick, his own deep moans became louder as he tasted more pre, all while every muscle in Matthew's body began tensing up. His balls tightened under Mr. Wasson's grip as the extreme wave of pleasure crept up his urethral tube, his vision became hazy, he began to hear his own heartbeat, and his moans got higher from each passing moment as he's pushed past his limit, up until the last second...

As the wolf became overwhelmed from the intense tingling — unable to control his own body any longer — he noticed the teacher pull his cock out of his mouth and began slurping along the side, just seconds before he reached his climax, so he could watch the action. Then finally, he felt all that build-up release in an instant, the first couple jets of thick wolf cum shooting out of his tip consecutively, a passionate, lustful howl escaping the student's maw.

"OHH, FUCK!"

"Mmm, fuck yeah, man~" Mr. Wasson let out another deep, satisfied moan, right before forcing Matthew's cock back into his mouth, catching the next stream of wolf seed just in time, though some of it managed to splash on his blonde chin.

He listened to his student's lustful, passionate moans, which only grew louder as he was stuck back in the warm; he absolutely LOVED how much Matthew was twitching from just the slightest movement of his lips around his rod, considering he was significantly more sensitive now. He couldn't believe how much the wolf was cumming — he was genuinely impressed by the sheer amount he produced, and he certainly wasn't going to let the rest go to waste, making sure to swallow every last drop as it shot down his throat. Because of how much he was erupting, some of the cum managed to leak its way out of the tanuki's mouth and down Matthew's shaft, collecting on his pulsating balls; however, Mr. Wasson wasn't going to let any of that fall onto the couch.

Once his orgasm inevitably calmed and he stopped oozing that sweet n' salted goodness, Mr. Wasson brought his head off from the wolf's dick and sat up, bringing the two face-to-face. Matthew saw a rather hungry, pent-up look in his professor's eyes as he huffed deep, like he was craving for more. The tanuki, adoring the lupine's blushy, flustered face, leaned in and pressed his lips against his student's, humming low into his mouth. Both their tongues began swirling around each other, exchanging saliva; Matthew could taste that sweet and bitter scent of his own cum that was still left over from when his teacher was sucking the soul out of him, but he didn't care. In fact...he didn't mind how it tasted — it wasn't that bad at all. He was glad what he consumed through his daily life provided that.

Even though Matthew had finished unloading — despite having nothing left to give — the teacher broke the kiss and brought himself back to his student's lap and licked his balls clean of the excess cum, right before continuing his head bobbing as the young wolf's heavy breathing subsided. But why? He was already spent — there was no way he was trying to make him cum again...was he?

He was still sensitive to the touch, meaning it was guaranteed that Matthew was going to keep moaning. He was surprised he still felt pleasure; at that point, he thought his cock would've gone completely flaccid and would be unable to get hard again, but with those soft, warm 'nuki lips around him, he felt it was impossible — they were irresistible.

At first, Mr. Wasson was sucking on him slowly, like how he was originally, but then gradually picked up the speed overtime. Matthew continued moaning, but now a lot more calmly, similar to when the tanuki originally started devouring him. He eventually reached down and rested his free hand on his teacher's bobbing head, while his other remained occupied with that jet-black ass. He began running his fingers through the tanuki's thick, blonde hair, giving his scalp a nice, gentle scratch as he felt that slick tongue delightfully wrap itself around his thick length once again. It felt just as good as ever, especially when that organ flicked against his head glands, wiggling its way into the slit on his tip for a second time. To his surprise, when the tanuki started getting faster, the pleasure was somehow getting stronger once again the further time passed. Really? Was he actually going to cum again?

Eager for more, Matthew brought his right hand from behind Mr. Wasson's ass and placed it on the back of his neck for support, the young wolf bucking his hips upwards into his teacher's maw. The lupine took over in the rhythm and the teacher just held still, so he could use his mouth however he pleased. He was thrown off just a little when Mr. Wasson's moans became louder and more frequent; he didn't see him reach down to jerk off at all while he was blowing him, so it was a shock to Matthew when he saw that pierced dick leaking of his own 'nuki semen. Must've really enjoyed his mouth getting used like that.

The slick sounds of his cock sliding in and out of Mr. Wasson's mouth, as well as the constant moaning from the pair (mainly Matthew), echoed throughout the dorm and bounced off the walls. Everything just felt right in that moment, and the wolf was lost in it all — he was desperate to cum again. The tingling in the base of his rod soon returned, which resulted in Matthew thrusting faster and harder, until his balls were slapping gently against his professor's chin. His moans began increasing in volume and pitch again, meanwhile his heart was pounding in his chest. He panted heavily as he fucked his teacher's mouth hard, meanwhile the tanuki braced the wolf firmly. Matthew felt the tinge becoming more powerful as it flowed through his body, his vision blurred once again as his climax got closer and closer...

"Sir...I'm gonna— ARGH SHIT!"

As Matthew's ass collapsed back onto the couch, Mr. Wasson forced the wolf's dick balls deep in his mouth one more time and hummed deeply as he felt another thick rope of cum shoot down his throat once again. He gladly swallowed every drop that squirted out of that tiny slit, and he LOVED the feeling of Matthew's cock pulsating hard in his lips' grasp. But of course, the icing on the cake for Mr. Wasson was hearing those satisfied moans from his student.

Once his orgasm had passed, Matthew's breathing began to calm, though his moans were still very much present. Mr. Wasson brought his head up from the wolf's cock and gave his shaft a kiss, as well as licking off some more cum from his balls that leaked out of the tanuki's mouth again. Once done, he put Matthew back inside and bobbed slowly on that schlong, wanting to savour the taste of that young canine semen. Everything felt amazing — the orgasms he was receiving from the professor was like a drug, and he couldn't get enough of his mouth; however, all of that fun came to an abrupt stop as he heard the sound of footsteps in the halls, just outside his dorm, as well as a voice — a familiar voice...

"Oh, shit."

"Hm?" the teacher hummed, Matthew's dick still in his mouth.

"It's my roommate — he's just outside..."

Hearing those words leave him, Mr. Wasson then got off the wolf's cock and stood up, quickly putting his pants back on; Matthew also put his on, too. The rattling of his roommates keys, as well him speaking to someone — possibly a friend on the phone — could be heard, right in front of the door. He couldn't let his roommate see the professor with him — especially half-dressed; he would've started to question what was going on...

"Use the fire escape — quick," he whispered urgently.

The drunk tanuki then clumsily climbed through the window, not even bothering to button up his shirt, and hid behind the wall outside his dorm as the door swung open, the roommate stumbling inside with his phone up to his ear.

"Yeah, I'm inside now...yeah, yeah — whatever, man...I'll see ya tomorrow...byeee...Eyy, Matthew! You're *hic* you're still up!"

"Y-yeah, I was, uh..." he paused as he looked over at his desk, which still had a mountain of books piled onto it. "...just doing some homework," the wolf responded, stood by the window.

"You, uh *hic* get it all done?"

"Nah, I'm about halfway there. Was taking a break."

"Ohhh, a'ight...well, I think I'mma hit the hay; that party was WILD, haha— *hic*"

As the bear made his way over to his bed, Matthew heard quiet clinging sounds as Mr. Wasson began climbing down the fire escape. His body tensing up a little anxiously, hoping the roommate didn't hear the noise, but after seeing there was no reaction to it, the wolf relaxed once again. Suddenly, when the bear walked past the couch, he leaned towards the arm of it and picked up a bottle of water. Matthew froze, knowing that was the exact same bottle Mr. Wasson was drinking out of, and it was still fresh. He could've sworn his roommate had a suspicious look on his face when he first saw it. Why would Matthew have a bottle out when he had already had a can in his hand? He was going to realise someone was here, and they weren't here for long, for whatever reason. The lupine had to think of a reason fast, in case he started asking questions...

"I'm gonna take this," said the bear, making his way towards the bed as he took a swig from the bottle.

As it turned out, he was too drunk to realise and didn't care in the slightest; he only wanted some fresh water. Matthew's body relaxed again as the ursine plopped onto the bed with the bottle up to his lips with his eyes closed.

"Yeah, I think I'm gonna get some sleep, too; been at it for hours."

"Sure thing, man — just *hic* finish it tomorrow," the drunk bear urged.

Matthew turned around and took a look outside the window, spotting Mr. Wasson jogging across the campus while simultaneously buttoning up his shirt. He didn't seem to be stumbling anymore, which lead the wolf to assume he had sobered up a little now. The teacher didn't bother looking back up at his window; he seemed more focused on getting out of there rather than saying goodbye to Matthew. Who could blame him, though?

He did feel a little awkward on how things ended, however — how their lustful session came to an abrupt end, without having the chance to lay in the afterglow. He was kind of disappointed his roommate showed up when he did; if he didn't, who knows how much longer his teacher would've kept sucking? Possibly until there was no more cum left to drain from his cock.

Matthew then turned off his PC and brought the can to bed with him, sighing as he leaned back into the pillows, his body finally able to relax fully after a long day. Before he drifted off to sleep, however, something was on his mind; he wondered whether or not him and Mr. Wasson would be doing anything like that again in the future, and if Mr. Wasson was going to be sober or not. He wasn't sure if his teacher could ever have sex with him again without being intoxicated; perhaps he was ashamed of messing around with a student and could only do it drunk? Only time will tell...

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Finally, a new gay story — and a continuation of one, too! Been a hot minute since I wrote a spicy gay one, so this was one helluva good time to write xD

Art by Jailbird

Mr. Wasson belongs to my awesome friend OnyxWasson on Twitter.