Veterinary Student Fucks Werewolf Pt 4

The dual stimulation of Bill’s cool wet mouth sliding slowly over my cock, and the deep but equally slow penetration of his fingers has me lost in oblivion.
Part 3
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Chapter 4
I wake up in a haze of confusion with the sun assaulting my eyes. Both my left arm and leg are tingling from where they hung off the couch for hours.
Why did I sleep in here again?
As I sit up, I see the empty whiskey bottle and all the memories of last night hit me at once. I jump up, and make it to the bathroom with seconds to spare.
As regret seeps into my soul, I place my cheek on the cool plastic of the seat, watching the tainted water circle out of the bowl. Somehow Gentleman Jack never seems to like me the next morning as much as I like him the night before.
As I stand and the walls tilt toward me, I realize that I am actually still drunk. I stumble into my bedroom to slip back into a much deeper sleep.
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I wake up for the last time at a quarter till two with my bladder full and my cock hard. This has been my conundrum since puberty. Do I relieve my libido at the expense of an uncomfortable bladder, or relieve my bladder at the expense of a wasted erection. After coaxing my penis down enough to aim for the toilet, I turn on the shower tap to let the water warm while I brush my teeth and attempt a quick, even shave. Once in the steam filled shower cubicle, I take a deep breath of the warm, humid air and start to feel better for the first time since my talk with Bill.
We can do this. This is going to be okay.
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By half past five that same...