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I followed Blitz to his apartment. It took incredible willpower not to look at his ass as he walked up the steps. “...and that's how my sister got me into massage therapy." The brown bull finished his story as his tail swished around.

“Are you sure you don't want me to carry any of the bags?" I asked the third time. “Yes, I'm sure." Blitz chuckled softly at my worry, as we reached the third floor. “I just need you to open the door for me." We walked down the hallway in silence. When we reached his apartment, I opened the door for him and let him in first, following behind. He walked straight to the kitchen as I entered his apartment.

The front door opens right up into the living room, with the kitchen area to the left and various doors on the other walls. The apartment is less uniform than mine, with no dominant color or motif. The room looks lived in. The furniture is beaten up a bit, the table is chipped around the edges, but I wouldn't say it was dirty. If I were selling this apartment I would say it had 'character'.

“Make yourself comfortable, I'll bring you something to drink." Blitz shouted from the kitchen and ruffled grocery bags. I took my shoes off and sat down on his pleather couch. I didn't feel comfortable turning on his TV so I decided to take out my phone and try to find something to do there. It wasn't long until Blitz came out with two soda cans. “Thanks Blitz." I took the can from his hand and opened it as he sat down. I wasn't really thirsty, but it would be rude not to try it.

We sat in comfortable silence for a bit, or at least I did. Blitz fidgeted with his soda and whenever I looked at him, he looked away. I was about to ask if something had happened when he spoke up. “So…you don't have to tell me, but! Why did you need me to bail you and Springer out?" I covered my face and groaned as the embarrassing memoirs surfaced. “Like I said, you don't have to tell me." Blitz tried to dismiss his question, but I waved it off. “It's fine, I'll tell".

I placed my soda on the table and collected myself. “Springer and I were going to go hiking, but the trail was closed. So we decided to…" I twirled my hand as I struggled to think of a word, “Hang out in the parking lot, but a cop didn't like that and decided that he would like to spend his evening filling out paperwork back at the police station than patrolling the hiking trail." I felt pretty good and my explanation as Blitz nodded his head. “I see, and by 'have fun' you mean you had sex at an active crime scene?" Blitz was failing to hide his laughter as I covered my face again. “We didn't know!" I argued in vain.

We calmed down after a while and Blitz was the first to speak up. “Well, it's nice that you two called me." I heard the grin in Blitz's voice as he drank. “But that only explains half my question, why did you two call me, specifically?" There were a couple of reasons, so I decided to pick the best one. I moved closer and placed my free hand on his thigh, “Because we haven't hung out in awhile."

Blitz sat up and stayed still for a bit, before relaxing and spreading his arms over the couch. “Yeah, I guess we haven't." I moved closer as he leaned down. I was about to close my eyes when Blitz scrunched up his face and pulled me back. “W-what's wrong?" He looked away as I sat up. “Don't take this the wrong way…you smell terrible." My ears popped as I registered what he said. “What!?"

Blitz blushed and scratched his neck as he continued. “Yeah, it's not the sexy kind of smell either. It's really bad Mark." I sat there with my mouth agape, unable to say anything. We sat in silence until Blitz spoke up. “You can take a shower while I make a quick dinner." The bull seemed more like a mouse as he spoke. My shock wore off and I could speak again. “Do you have human-sized clothes?"

“No, but I'm sure my hoodies go down to your knees." My anger lessened as I contemplated what he was saying, did he really think I smelled bad, or did he just want to see me in his oversized hoodie? A tsk of my tongue and I stood up, “Where's the shower?" Blitz looked surprised and pointed to one of the closed doors as he stood up, “Let me get a towel." He sounded really excited as he raced into what I assumed was his bedroom.

I walked into the bathroom and turned on the light. It was normal, at least at first glance. However, getting closer revealed that everything from the sink to the toilet was a little bigger than normal. Blitz came out and made a beeline towards me, thrusting an extra large towel and a hoodie. I took both of them as Blitz awkwardly stood there. “Don't worry about your clothes, I can wash them tomorrow. I'll go get dinner started. Let me know if you need anything." He walked towards the kitchen as I closed the door.

Blitz was right about his hoodie. I was worried that my junk would hang out, but no, the green hoodie really went down to my knees. I wrapped my clothes in the towel and left them on the toilet, deciding it would be wise to leave them there. I opened the door and was hit with the smell of soup, as I sat down on the couch again. Blitz came out soon after, smiling at the sight of me in his hoodie. “How's the hoodie?"

“Perfect, I especially like the 'moo' on the front." Blitz laughed it off before returning to the kitchen. “Dinner is done, I'll bring you a bowl. Have you heard anything from Springer?" Blitz shouted from the kitchen as I checked my phone. “Nope, he must be really busy with paperwork."

"That's or his boss is chewing him out." Blitz said as he placed a bowl of mushroom soup in front of me. “Thanks." I put my phone down and picked up the bowl. The hoody was thick enough that I could place the bowl in my lap without burning myself, which allowed me to sit back. I noticed that Blitz wasn't eating, but waiting for me to take the first bite. With a smirk, I made a show of stirring the soup, getting a spoonful and blowing on it. It took a whole sixty seconds until I took an actual bite.

It was delicious. The broth was rich with a hint of lemon. All the spices came together and made for a really good soup. “Wow, it's really tasty, Blitz." He smiled and began to eat his own soup. We ate in silence, both content on eating our soup. Blitz finished before me, placing his bowl on the table before speaking up. “Any ideas on what you want to do for the rest of the night?"

I finished my bowl in a hurry before placing it next to his." I'm comfortable doing anything." Blitz snorted and placed his arm over the couch while sliding over. "Anything?" I replied, knowing how I would get my revenge. “I think I know how you want to spend the night~." I stood up and opened his legs. Blitz was completely surprised, but didn't try to stop it. “Are you sure this is a good idea? I'm pretty big." I smiled, “I'm sure you won't crush me." He looked confused, and got even more confused as I sat down between his legs. “But since you want to massage each other, I'm confident I'll be fine."

I could practically hear the gears turning in his head. I made sure I wasn't touching him, waiting for him to say or do anything. Eventually, I felt his hands rest on my shoulders. He rubbed my shoulders slowly, increasing the pressure as he became more confident. I did my best to contain my satisfied moans, but one slipped occasionally. His thumb got under my shoulder blades, hitting a nerve.

I couldn't contain myself, and let out an embarrassingly girly moan. Blitz chuckled, and slid his hands from my shoulder to my back. He pressed his palm against me, making me lean back so he wouldn't push me off the couch. Blitz kept adding more and more pressure. I had to grab the couch edge and push back. Just when I was about to say something, Blitz removed his hands, causing me to fling myself backwards into him.

“Bastard, that's cheating!" He chuckled, but didn't keep me in his lap. Instead I stayed and basked in the feeling of having a fuzzy cow-man pressed against my back, although it would have been better if he was naked. “Mark, you're blushing." Blitz pulled me out of my fantasy. “I was just thinking about your…garden. Yeah! Where is it?" I stood up and looked around. “You talk about it all the time. I expected a grand tour. I'm a little offended, actually."

“Alright, calm down. I'll show you." Blitz stood up and walked to his kitchen. “Follow me, it's on the balcony." We walked through his kitchen and on the other side was a glass sliding door. It was too dark to see, but Blitz flipped a switch and the balcony lit up.

He opened the sliding door to his balcony, revealing a garden even better than I imagined. Varying sizes of pots filled the balcony edges. Ranging from small plastic pots with little sprouts, to a gardening trough housing pepper plants that looked ready to be picked. While the peppers were impressive, this was definitely a flower garden. Marigolds, Zinnias, Cosmos, Dianthus and more burst from every corner of the garden. I admired it all as I walked into the center. “Blitz! This is incredible. I'm surprised you could grow anything on this tiny balcony." I bent down and noticed Morning Glories growing on the fence pickets.

“Thanks, it's tough work, but I love it. I had a much bigger garden in my hometown." I nodded as I looked. “I bet; did you grow your own food there too?" I looked back at Blitz, who puffed his chest out. “In fact, I did. There wasn't a vegetable in my house that I didn't grow myself."

“Oh~ impressive." I fawned over him. I placed a hand on his chest and rubbed it, hoping he would take the bait. “I have something I want to give you." Blitz stood up a little straighter and huffed air out of his nose. “And what's that?" I got closer to him as I slithered my hand down, from his chest to his stomach and nearing his crotch. “I want to give you…" I leaned in for a kiss and Blitz leaned in to accept it. However, as we were about to kiss, my hand was about to grab his crotch. I pressed up against his chest and wrapped my hands around his back. “A massage!"

He looked down at me, trying to reboot after getting cock-blocked so badly. “That… sounds great!" His voice was strained, and I couldn't contain my smile as he hugged me back. "I want to return the favor; I feel like you could use a massage more than me." I grabbed his hand and led him back inside. “You're gonna have to lay down, so we'll do it on your bed." As I opened a door, revealing that I was right earlier, and the room Blitz went into to get his hoodie and towel was his room.

It was spacious, with a king-sized bed, a dresser and a nightstand. With a window that viewed the parking lot, like the rest of the house, everything was just a little bigger. “Sounds good." Blitz's voice was no longer strained, more like defeated as he was about to lay down. If only he knew what I was about to do. “Take your shirt off first." He complied, throwing his shirt onto the ground, revealing his pecs and abs, which I only got a glimpse of as he lay face down on the bed.

I admired the bull in front of me. His arms were thick, rigged with muscles and although he still had pants on, his ass was noticeable, drawing attention to it with its pure size alone. I jumped onto the bed and used his ass as a chair as I admired his back. Seeing his back reminded me how substantial Blitz is and something about it made me riled up.

I didn't really know what I was doing, so with shaky hands I just started to rub. I started below his neck, pressing my palms into him like he did with me. His brown fur was soft and tickled a little as I made circles around his back. “Harder." Blitz uttered and I complied. I pressed down and instead of circling, I kneaded instead.

Blitz continued giving advice throughout the massage. He guided me around his back as I prodded him. Every once in a while, I hit a spot that caused him to moan. Once I had my fill, I knew what Blitz really wanted. I made my way lower and lower down his back, rubbing it the entire way. I slid down so I was off his ass as my hands reached his pants. As I pulled them down, I could hear a surprised but faint 'moo' "The safe word is bell".

Blitz instinctively raised his ass up exposing the pink hole his rump was hiding. His ass was fuzzy and unkempt, which for some reason I found really cute. I placed my hands at the bottom of his bottom and dragged my fingers up. Blitz shuddered as I ran my fingers through his fur. At the top, I rubbed my palms back down to the center, and then separated his cheeks.

Blitz groaned and clenched as I pulled them apart, exposing his anus, which puffed out and formed a pink ring. His musk was the strongest here, that and his cute whimpers and I practically dived in. I made an 'O' shape with my lips on the donut, placing them on his border, as I got busy. My tongue sank as far as I could push it, causing Blitz to push against me in turn. I pressed into his sides, running my tongue all over his insides. I removed my tongue and started to suck in air, creating a seal. I kept sucking as I pulled my head back, and with a loud 'pop' the seal broke and Blitz yelped.

I immediately went back in, creating another vacuum and pulling back, making Blitz moan and arch his back even more. I did this a few more times, sucking harder and harder and creating a louder 'pop' every time. After the fifth time, I placed my face as close as possible to his anus without touching it and blew on it. Blitz shuttered and swayed his hips as I blew. When I ran out of air, I breathed musky air and dived into his hole.

My lips wrapped around the lower part of his anus, running my tongue on it, and I bit down gently as I could. I grinded my teeth with his anus between them. I let go and ran my tongue up the side and pressed into his hole again. Blitz's moans of ecstasy filled the room as I made out with his anus. My face was covered in sweat and saliva from how much my face moved over his ass.

I nibbled on his rim as Blitz eked out. “Mark". I stopped, sitting up to see his face while panting like crazy. “I want to do something." He blushed and his voice was so quiet that you would think it came from a mouse and not a bull. “Ok, what is it?" Blitz got off the bed, taking off his pants. “Lay down in front of me, with your feet closest to me." I listened, taking off my hoodie and throwing it next to Blitz's clothes as I did. The bed wasn't long enough for my entire body to fit lying down like this, so my feet and head were hanging off the sides.

I propped myself up with my elbows and watched as Blitz got on his knees. Blitz pressed his snoot against the sole of my feet, his nose tickling me. I squealed as I felt Blitz sniff all over my feet, huffing and inhaling loud enough to sound like a vacuum. Soon, I felt his tongue on my left heel, slowly moving up so Blitz tasted every inch. When he reached the top, Blitz grabbed my ankle and used it to run his tongue between my toes.

When Blitz was satisfied, he grabbed my other ankle and dragged me down. I sat up as I reached the edge of the bed, my erection sticking out. Blitz huffed and was about to swallow my dick. “Wait." Blitz stopped, and I stood up. He tried to move back, but I grabbed his horns. He didn't stop me, so I took it as a sign to continue. I used his horns to guide him to my cock, which he gladly took.

His thick lips surrounded my tip as he licked it. I let him play with my foreskin, letting my pre build up in his mouth. I pulled on his horns, making him swallow my entire length in one go, which Blitz barely gagged. He readied himself as I rocked my hips back and forth. Blitz curved his tongue, making a canal for me to rub my dick against as I face-fucked him. “You like that?"

My attempt at dirty talk snapped Blitz out of his trance. He smirked and caught my hips and pushed me onto the bed. I sat on the edge again and watched as Blitz stood, reminding me who had the power here. Not only was a ripped bull man with arms as big as my torso in front of me, but a fully erect bovine dick as well. It was as long as my leg and thick as my wrist and I swear I could see the medial ring pulse. “Do you like this?"

Blitz got on the bed, placing his knees on my sides as I prepared for the weirdest lap dance, I would ever get. His dick pressed against my body, his flared tip so close to my face that I could smell the semen escaping it. Blitz pressed down on me, forcing me to lay down as he sat above me. He pulled his hips back as far as he could and dragged his dick across mine.

He couldn't drag his entire length against my dick, but that didn't stop him from frotting. The bed creaked as he pulled back and forth, our dicks rubbing together the best they could. My dick leaked out, creating a lube for our escapade, while his dick spilled his pre against my chest and stomach. Blitz was huffing and I could tell he was getting close. His dick made so much pre that it sprayed on my face. “Blitz, hold on! Where are you planning to shoot this?"

He looked down at me and smiled as realization sank in. His rocking got more intense before he slid his knees forward and angled his dick down. He flung his head and moo'd as he came into my face. His semen was so hot that it almost burned, and there was so much that it was like being hit by a hose. I opened my mouth in an attempt to contain it. My mouth was immediately filled to the brim, taking two gulps to swallow one shot.

He eventually stopped, leaving both of us panting. Blitz wiped my face with his hand, ensuring I could open my eyes without going blind. He then slathered my dick with his cum, stroking me, making sure my dick was covered. When he was satisfied, he angled my dick and his ass and sat down. He took my dick no problem, and that's all he had to do. I arched my back and thrust into him, cumming as hard as I could. In comparison to Blitz's orgasm, it looked like a leaky faucet.

I came, exhausted. I lay down in a pool of my own sweat and bovine cum. Blitz got off and spun around so his anus was right above my head, a mix of my and his semen dripping out of his puffy hole. The post nut clarity hit, and I realized that this was all revenge for blue balling him. As one final insult, he wanted me to kiss his ass. He wiggled his ass, waiting for me to admit defeat, but I still had one more trick. “Blitz, remember when you said I smelled bad?" He stopped wiggling, “Yes."

“It wasn't because I smelled like Springer, was it? Because if the others found out how sensitive you were to that, they would make sure every time I came to see you, I smelled like one of them." He didn't say anything, just letting my words sink in. “Do you want the others to know, or do you want to snuggle?" Blitz rolled over and lay down, unable to look at me as I climbed over him. I kissed his cheek as I used him as a pillow. "We wouldn't want to spoil our fun, would we?" He grumbled as he hugged me. “No."