"Come on come on come on come oonnnn~" the ferret bubbled with 
excitement towards his friend, "You've got to try some of this, 
it's awesome!" Psi shoved an unopened can into Mile's paw. The 
blue otter looked up at his friend.

"What is this stuff...?" he asked as he looked at the can. 
"...Furry Fuel? Energy drink? You've got to me kidding me. Dear 
god, it even has a red rocket on it..." The otter groaned. Only 
two hours into the convention, and after a three hour car trip, 
and Miles was already exhausted - a condition made worst in 
contrast to the effervescent Psi.

"It's magical, Miles! It's like weeeee and tasty! It's like like 
like like..." the ferret skipped a few beats as his mind went on 
a broken record before jumping tracks, "It tastes like liquid 
pixie sticks! You've got to try some!"

Miles sighed inwardly. He recognized Psi's mood, the ferret was 
latched onto the shiny of the moment, and wouldn't let go until 
he was satisfied. "Fine," the otter said, opening the can easily 
with a claw, "I'll try some of this Furry Fuel." He lifted the 
can to his nose, taking a sniff. "Not bad," he thought to 
himself, before taking a deep pull from the can.

A strong sweet fruity flavor rolled down the otter's tongue into 
his muzzle - not too strong, but just right, and not with a kick 
in the face like other energy drinks Miles had tried in the 
past. One swallow, then two, and the next thing Miles knew, he 
had drained the can dry. He looked down at it, shaking it a 
little, before turning to Psi.

"So so so it's good right? I knew you would like it!", the 
ferret bubbled in delight. Psi wrapped himself around the otter, 
giving Miles a hug in sheer delight, then just abruptly uncoiled 
and grabbed Miles' paw and started dragging him away. "Come on, 
we've got more stuff to do!"

Miles gave a weak grin. Hopefully the energy drink would kick in 
and he would be able to keep up with his friend.

~~~~

Miles flopped onto his hotel room bed, the blue otter exhausted 
from the last few days. Sure, the convention was fun, and even 
with drinking Furry Fuel the entire time - empty cans scattered 
across the hotel room attested to that - he was barely able to 
keep up with Psi. The ferret seemed to have boundless energy, 
bouncing from event to panel to dance to party, and dragged one 
bedraggled and bemused blue otter along for the ride.

Miles closed his eyes for a moment, missing the quiet opening 
and closing of the bathroom door, and the soft impact of a 
nude body onto the bed next to him. He did not miss the warmth of 
a ferret's head against his belly, nor the ferret's deft hands 
unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He peeked an eye open at 
Psi, who winked back at him.

"You've been a good otter, so I figure I would help you relax 
now that the con is over," Psi said, slowly drawing Mile's pants 
and underwear down, exposing the otter's soft member, and gently 
nuzzling it, eliciting a soft inhalation of pleasure from Miles.

Psi gently ran his fingers through the fur of the otter's 
thighs, small claws raking through and gently stimulating the 
skin, causing Miles to let off a small coo of delight, before 
letting his warm breath fall onto the otter's rapidly rising 
member. The ferret took a few tentative licks at the head of 
Mile's cock before slowly sliding his maw down the pole.

The otter shuddered in delight as his raging member was thrust 
into Psi's warm muzzle, grabbing the sheets tightly as he felt 
the ferret begin to bob up and down on his cock, Psi using his 
tongue to stimulate the head on the up swing. Miles let out a 
sharp gasp as he felt himself reaching a peak - so soon- then 
felt his balls draw up as he shot load after load into Psi's 
mouth, almost too much for the ferret to handle.

Psi slipped off of Mile's member, seed dribbling from it and the 
ferret's muzzle as he swallowed the load. It had tasted... 
sweet? And so much of it, too, but the otter was still hard.

Miles found it hard to think - he had just had one of the best 
orgasms of his life, and he was still hard and horny - but he 
had found his second wind, and pulled the ferret up along side 
of him, nose to nose, muzzle to muzzle, before the otter went to 
kiss Psi deeply, regardless of the ferret's muzzle still full 
and tasting of his seed... which tasted like...

Miles started to laugh. He had drunk so much Furry Fuel during 
the con, his seed tasted like it now - he was even ready for 
another go right away. He looked at Psi, and said "Ready for 
round two? Looks like I've got some 'furry fuel' to give you."
