Fuzzy and His Companion!  
'Get out, move now.' Buck whispered through gritted teeth. Fuzzy and his partner giggled and they picked up a heap of clothes, including some pants Buck deemed very... inappropriate. As they ran through the kitchen, Buck jumped to the door, exhaled and calmly opened the door with a grin on his face. 'Oh hey Crystal, how's it-- erm-- going?'  
Fuzzy and his companion ran through the kitchen and got the midpoint between the kitchen and the front room. They heard some noises, so they moved into the living room and saw that the TV was on, showing "The Detective", which was a terrible show. Fuzzy shrugged as his companion grinned.  
'Fuzz, why don't we turn the TV off?' 
'What? Why would we do that Andres?' Fuzzy walked in front of the TV, sighed and switched it off after deciding the show was indeed rubbish. 
'Well, Crystal was probably watching it and when she gets back, she'll she that the TV is off and she'll be confused. It'll be really funny.' Fuzzy tapped his chin and nodded. He looked at the pants in Andres' hand and quickly took them. 
'Why don't we see what they're doing?' Fuzzy suggested. Andres giggled and nodded. Quickly and quietly, they made their way down the corridor to the bedroom again.  
Andres stayed behind Fuzzy, because if Buck got annoyed again, it would be easier knowing it wasn’t at him. 'Fuzzy, what do you think they're doing? Crystal never goes in his room, from I know, does she?' 
'No.' Fuzzy pressed his left ear to the door to try to hear what was happening or being said. 
'Fuzz--' Fuzzy flapped his hand up and down as a gesture to Andres to shut up.  
Fuzzy turned the handle slowly and opened the door a little so he could see. Andres tried to peek in, but knocked Fuzzy forward and the door flew open, luckily for them the door wasn’t creaky and it didn’t hit anything. Fuzzy and Andres picked themselves up and looked on into the bedroom, Fuzzy covering his mouth, trying not to laugh and Andres with his beak gaping wide open. 
On the bed was a naked Buck, laid next to a naked Crystal, pleasing each other. Both had their eyes closed and didn’t notice. 
Fuzzy elbowed Andres to move back out of the room before he choked from not laughing. They both moved back pretty quickly and very quietly brought the door to a close. Fuzzy pointed to the door and mouthed laughing. Andres however, just looked genuinely shocked. Fuzzy moved back, and looked at the open cupboard next to him.  
'Fuzzy, I didn’t realize your friend was bigger than you...' Andres whispered and as a result got a small playful slap from Fuzzy. 
'I don't have a knot you idiot, he just.. looks bigger, that’s all.' Fuzzy said with an annoyed and slightly blushed face. He looked again at the closet and saw in the back, that there was a Fleshlight. 'Andres.' he whispered, nudging his shoulder. 
'What?' 
'Look.' giggled Fuzzy, as he pointed to the fleshlight, and picked it up. 'I bet it belongs to Buck.' He put it back down and the two of them got up and left as Buck has requested some time ago.  
They reached the front door, and Fuzzy opened the door. 
'Well, I ain't gonna leave my own apartment, I'll seeya later Andres.' He kissed his boyfriend on the side of his beak, and waved him as he left. Fuzzy blew his tongue and looked at the bedroom door. He smiled menacingly as he tiptoed back over to the door. He pressed his ear to the door again. 
'Buck, you're too good at this!' Crystal cried from behind the door. Fuzzy was now desperately trying not to give away the fact he had not left. He loved spying on Buck, he did it all the time. He had tried to seduce him once but he was drunk, so by his account it didn’t matter. He took his head away from the door and glanced at the closet. He did so again after noticing a dildo under some clothes. He grinned and jumped inside the closet. He gently closed the door and removed his jeans and shirt. He checked the dildo, as he had some that had broke before. He was somewhat... vigorous. 
It was a horse dildo, albeit being only half-size as it read on the bottom. He shrugged, 'Good enough.' and placed it on the ground in the space behind him. He slowly got down, and placed the dildo underneath his tail hole. He slowly began to sit down, forcing the plastic horsecock up his ass. As it got deeper and deeper, Fuzzy stuck out his tongue and moaned. He paused when he heard Buck and Crystal cumming in the bedroom.  
He disregarded them and carried on. He grabbed the dildo and held it to the ground and he rose, then sat down again. As he did this, his penis began to erect and he stroked the underside of his sheath, making it grow faster. 
Pretty soon he began to masturbate. He kept careful not to make a loud noise as it would alert Buck, so he moaned quietly every now and then. He got uncomfortable, and moved slightly, to his knees and began to use his paw to motion the dildo. He moved faster as he came closer to his climax and just before doing so he pulled the horsecock from his ass and threw it over to the other side of the closet. He then used two fingers to penetrate himself, fingering his tailhole. 
Fuzzy stopped wanking and simply fingered himself faster and froze for about four seconds before he came into the air. He was hot, and covered in cum, so he sniffled and grabbed a small tissue box on a small tray above him. 
'Damn... this closet has some useful shit in it...' Fuzzy wiped himself clean before the cum dried in his fur and he hid all of the evidence under a pile of his clothes, which he never bothered to hang up as he would use it pretty soon anyway. Fuzzy slipped back on his shirt and sleeves, but realised his pants were still outside the closet door, so he reached up and grabbed the-- 
'Wait, there isn't a handle on this side.' Fuzzy gasped as he realized he was stuck in the cupboard. He tried to kick the door, but he didn’t want to make a noise, so his kick wasn’t strong enough. 'Bu--' Fuzzy covered his mouth and wiped his eyes. 
Suddenly, he heard the bedroom door open. He looked through a small window in the door to see his pants on the floor, but the two didn’t notice them. Fuzzy was relieved. 
'Aren't you going to get dressed?' he heard Buck saying. Fuzzy tried not to giggle again, but it was effortless. He sighed and pulled a picture of Andres out of his top pocket. 
'Well, at least I got you.' he mumbled, trying to entertain himself. He tried for a brief moment how to get himself out of the closet without making himself look like a complete slut. This however, was already going to fail as Buck had had a bad day earlier. Fuzzy closed his eyes and imagined Andres. He imagined his chest, his nipples and his penis, it was pretty big for an avian. God, how he wanted to have Andres right now. 
Without realizing he had being saying this out loud and from imagining Andres, he had gained an erection. He looked up when he heard a creaking noise and panicked, covered his penis and gulped. 
Suddenly, the closet door slid open, with Crystal gaping at him. She looked so surprised. 'Hi Crystal, I can... explain.' Fuzzy felt somewhat embarrassed, but at the same time, he didn’t care, because Crystal had seen him naked with a full-on boner several times. She scowled at him, but then for some reason, giggled. 
'I don't want to hear, Fuzz ball. I'm going to ring Buck. Go sit on the couch.' She looked down to see she was stood on his pants, 'Ohhhh and take these marvellous things with you!' she yelled. Fuzzy scrambled out of the closet and rushed into the living room. 
Meanwhile Crystal remained in the corridor, pulled out her cell phone and dialled Buck. He picked up pretty soon. 'Hey Buck, I just caught Fuzzy wanking. Yeah, I think he's been in there a while. About 20 minutes maybe, he dropped a picture of someone. I don’t know, anyway, that’s it. Kay.' Crystal put her cell phone back in her hind pocket and giggled. She turned around to face the living room door and quickly flashed her eyes a deep red. 
'Fuzzy?' Crystal walked into the front room and stared at him, as he looked up at her, his eyes flashed red, like hers and he opened his mouth, and began to dribble. 'Uh, clean that up you filthy whore.' she said in a serious tone. 
Crystal turned towards the front door as someone began to knock. Crystal pointed at the wall behind the door and Fuzzy went over and stood in the corner. Crystal made her eyes look normal as she jumped to the door. She opened it slightly, but upon seeing who was stood at the door she grinned very menacingly and said, 'Oh, it's you, why don’t you come on in?' 
Meanwhile, at Buck's place of work, Buck and Tony were talking, while Samantha was on her phone. 
'So Buck, what was that about?' Tony asked politely as Samantha came over. 
'Guys, I've just been told by the department that we're being cancelled.' She sighed and covered her face with her hand. Buck was still clenching his fist and growling quietly. Tony picked up a piece of equipment from the ground and walked off to out it down. 
'Buck? Are you okay?' Tony walked back and raised his hand, poking Buck on the shoulder, but the second he touched his shoulder, Buck raised his hand, grabbed Tony's wrist, pulled him forward and almost bit his arm clean off. 
'JESUS!' screamed Tony. He jumped backwards and fell on the floor, knocking over the table, spilling coffee all over his head, ears and face. It was cold too. 
Buck raised his hands into the air and strained his face. 'I'm going to kill him. I'm going to actually take a knife--' Buck stopped when he heard whimpering noises. Samantha had started crying and collapsed on the floor, laying against a camera tripod. Buck stopped completely and stared at her, then Tony, who was trying to wipe himself clean. 
'All I wanted was to make a show, or a film, or something on TV. Instead, I'm stuck dealing with coffee spilling ponies,' 
'Hey!' 
'And a pathetically stressed wolf. Why can't life just be a little bit easier!' she cried. Tony ran up to Buck, gave him a slip of paper and ran off. 
'I'm going to the bathroom, be right back.' Tony ran off quickly. 
Buck opened the paper, and found a small note that read; 
'Just say it's OK Sam, life gets better.' He shook his head, closed his eyes and dropped the note on the floor. He walked closer to Samantha and crouched on the ground, leaning forward towards her. 'Sam, I'm sorry you feel like this, but I can't really help, none of us can, but trust me, it's not that bad, at least you actually have a set and cr-- You have a set.' Buck got up and began to walk off. 'Just get better actors and stuff, I got things to contend with now too, I can't help you. 
Buck left through the front door of the building, and made his way very quickly back to his apartment. The things he was going to do to Fuzzy. He was going to tear his dick off. Buck got angrier and angrier and it what seemed no time at all, arrived at the flats. He angrily pushed open the front door and smashed the lift call button. As the lift arrived at the third floor, Buck was sulking and just annoyed more than anything else. 
He knocked on the apartment door as it was locked. He waited for what seemed like an eternity, but that was probably because of how angry he was. Suddenly there came a banging noise from inside the apartment. Buck jumped at the small scare and stared at the door. He took out a key he kept in his pocket and unlocked the door, as he was becoming increasingly impatient and curious. 
Before he even finished opening the door, Buck had the biggest urge to just say no and walk away. In front of him, Crystal had Fuzzy and Andres tied up to the couch in the living room and was teasing them both. 
From what Buck could tell she was torturing them, because they were gay and girls weren't really their thing. She grabbed Fuzzy's cock and was stroking it, with Fuzzy oddly not stirring. Crystal hadn't noticed Buck's entrance, so he simply coughed in a polite manner and she looked directly at him. 
'Buck? I though you were at work!' she screamed, looking annoyed and scared at the same time. Her eyes were bright red. 
'Why the feck are you giving Fuzzy a jandjob? Fuzzy?' Buck walked over to him, from behind and tapped him on the shoulder. He looked into the TV screen and in the reflection and saw Fuzzy's eyes were red and glowing. 
'Well, it's not... erm... I can--' 
'No Crystal, you cannot explain this, you were going to--' Buck usually liked to restrain himself from swearing, but this occasion he deemed appropriate, 'To Fuck them. Both of them!' he shouted. Buck backed up a little and looked at her eyes. 
Immediately he felt a sense of dizziness and looked away. 'What is that?' 
'I... have this power, I control people.' She stood up and walked towards Buck, fully naked and put her hand next to his cheek. 
'Don’t, no, don’t control me!' he shouted. Buck panicked and pushed her away. 'Only 45 minutes ago...' he stared at his hands, then at Crystal. She approached him again, and he felt like he wasn’t in control for a split second, before slapping Crystal in the face. 'Fuck off!' he shouted. He then tripped over as Crystal fell over and as they both stared at each other on the ground, Crystal's eyes became normal once more. 
'Don't ever touch me again.' Buck said in a monotone voice. He fell backwards, lifted himself up, and ran to the couch as Crystal sat there. Buck untied Andres and Fuzzy. He punched them both across the face, giving Fuzzy, in particular, a black eye, and almost breaking his muzzle. This woke them up though. 
'Ow!' Fuzzy screamed as he moved his head around and saw what position he was in. Why... what happened?' he asked. Buck punched him again, this time giving him a cut on the side of the face. His punch had been delivered so hard because he was still angry at Crystal. However, this didn’t stop him from untying the both of them. Fuzzy growled and bit Buck on the ear as he bent down to grab the rope. Buck yelled in pain and raised his knee into Fuzzy's balls. Fuzzy squealed and the two began to fight. Scratching, biting, punching, kicking. 
Andres sighed, looked at Crystal, shivered and walked off. 'Fuzzy, I can't do this, I'm not doing this, not anymore, I'm gonna break up with you until this shit gets sorted out.' He then moved to the apartment door, stared at Fuzzy and Buck for a moment and whimpered. Then he ran off. 
Buck grabbed the TV remote and threw it at Fuzzy's face and it hit him in the teeth, knocking out one of his two front teeth. 'You fucking motherfucker!' 
'At least I'm not a gay piece of shit!' Buck turned around and began to limp away, but Fuzzy hooked his arm around Buck's neck, chocking him. Buck choked and coughed and tried to escape Fuzzy's grip.  
Buck's vision faded and Fuzzy was shouting something, but Buck couldn’t hear it, as he was fading away. Suddenly, Buck's vision flashed red and his eyes closed. 
'Aa--reee?' Buck gasped and choked again, he rushed up and rubbed his neck. He struggled to breathe as he watched a crying Fuzzy run over to the apartment door. 'Andres?' Fuzzy tripped over the door entrance and collapsed. 'God damn it Buck!' he shouted as he sat against the doorframe and continuously punched the door, fracturing the panels. 
Buck coughed some more and turned to look at Crystal. She had a horrified expression and looked as if she was about to tear up, but she simply closed her eyes tightly and when they opened, a single tear dropped from her face to the carpet. Buck tried to get up, but tripped on his own foot and fell over, smacking his head on the wall. He fell to the ground unconscious. 
Crystal looked into space as she mumbled to herself. 'Oh god...' She looked at Fuzzy, angrily kicking the other side of the doorframe. She then looked at the unconscious Buck and apologized. 'God... I, I need to get this sorted out...' she whispered to herself. She crawled up to her knees, wiped her face and stood up.  
She walked over to buck, picked him up with a lot of effort and placed him on the couch. She looked at Fuzzy again, and Fuzzy looked at her. He growled, showed his teeth, which were covered in Buck's blood. 
'You...' 
 
TO BE CONTINUED!