After your hardons subsided and your members retreated into their respectable sheaths, you and Jack headed off the to the party.
It was a fun time there, you had several drinks and played different games with guys and girls there dressed up as just about everything under the sun. Jack had gotten very drunk, and you remember someone calling both of you a cab.
As you begin to wake up, you realize that both of you were so exhausted that you slept in the same bed. You also notice that you are still in your wolf costume. As Jack rolls over in the bed, you feel his plump sheath press against your butt, causing your own sheath to begin to swell up. The pointed tip of your condom cock peeks out the top of you costume's sheath, that's when you begin to feel that it's all too real. Poking the tip, causes a surge of pleasure to course through your groin, your, now, 11 inch cock fully out of it's sheath and forming a small bulb at the base.
Jack begins to wake up and absent-mindedly starts rubbing his furry sac. He opens his eyes and sees your hardon further stimulating his own groin. His wolf cock starts to push out from his sheath and presses into your ass crack. Your mind tells you that this isn't right, none of this should be happening. Then your eyes meet his...