First time

It was a cold and snowy saturday afternoon, you were shuffling through the snow towards your best friend's house for the usual cozy film night, upon arriving and glancing up past the hood of the jacket, you could see the front of the expensive but small mansion, couriously only Jake's room light was on.
You thought it was strange, he didn't mention that his parents were away, so you decided to run the last few meters to the front porch.
"Wha- why is the front door ajar?" you entered without hesitation and quickly closed the door, cutting the cold out. "Yo Jake, what the fuck are you doing man, you left the door open!" you shouted, but no response came from your friend, at this point you were really worried.
You hastily disrobed of the jacket, scarf and left the wet boots on a towel laid close to the cloth hanger, then bolted up the stairs to Jake's room, the only light dimly illuminating the corridor came from under the bedroom's door, you slowly walked to it and leaned, trying to pick up any sounds.
 Nada,"he's either sleeping like a fucking rock or pranking me", with a shrug you decided to slowly open the door and peek inside, what you saw laying on the bed made all the blood in your body freeze, then quickly warm up again and flood your cock, resulting in a uncomfortable chub.
Laying on the king size bed was Jake himself, in all his naked glory. The tall black wolf was comfortably sprawled on his belly and sleeping soundly, what almost made your eyes pop off was the sight of his large defined butt and what was around it; a flashy pink jockstrap with the brand "Human'd" printed on the hem in a bold black font.
You were completely floored by what you saw, it was like you opened the door to one of your lusty day dreams. Your best friend and secret love, the person you grew up with and had countless experiences and the most fond memories, was peacefully sleeping naked in front of you, wearing something that you don't usually buy at your local clothes shop, it's something only a few online sites sell, and the meaning behind wearing such item is clear.
You couldn't stant there all day, so you decided to man up and wake up your friend, you entered the warm bedroom and walked to the side of the bed, each step felt like 10kg were being added to your feet.
When you reached the bedside where your friend's muzzle was facing, you crouched to his level and slowly reached for his shoulder, intent to shake him. But the beautiful bastard was too breathtaking, you couldn't  resist and stopped to admire his perfect form, how the patch of soft white fur starting from his jaw went down, how the chieseled muscular back shifted each time he took a breath and how cute was the tongue that poked out of his muzzle.
The memories of your jokes, teasing and intimate moments flooded your mind, replacing the confusion with fondness and love for the sleeping young man in front of you. You'll never forget all the times you massaged his tired back after a rough rugby match or  helped him whenever he injured himself, that time when he showed up at midnight at your flat with two pizzas and beers, after you cried on the phone about the violent break up you experienced that afternoon.
"Jake..." you sighed and absentmindedly placed the hovering hand on his cheek, stroking a  long tuft of fur, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, but a shift under your hand made you almost have a heart attack. His beautiful green eyes met yours, a shit-eating grin was stamped his face.
You completely locked up, just staring back at him with shocked, wide open eyes. Your mind was so broken up that you didn't even register when he hauled his bust toward you, placed his large right hand over your, squeezing softly, and locked lips with yours in a passionate kiss. You couldn't help yourself, you were experiencing way too many emotions all at once, usually you don't easily tear up at all, but at that time a lone tear slowly started to make its way down your cheek bone, only to be stopped by Jake's hand, slightly soaking his fur.