Strip Poker
Authors note #1: If your under 18 I dont recommend this but I cant really stop you can I?
Authors note #2: Gark is short for goat-shark its a hybrid.
The Gark was starting to get pissed. He was on a winning streak until the fox across from him shut him down. Now he was sitting in his boxers, a triumphant fox wearing everything but his shirt grinning at him. Oh, how he wanted to wipe that grin off his muzzle.
"How did I let you talk me into this." The gark's tail curled around the chair and he huffed as the vulpine chuckled.
"You know it's not my fault you're bad at this, or that you thought you could win." The gark rolled his eyes. It wasn't his fault that he sucked at poker. Well maybe it was but that's beside the point.
"Let's just get this over with. I have better stuff to do than play this silly game." The Fox chuckled and complied, giving both furs 5 cards. After a few minutes of silence the Gark smiled. He had an incredibly good hand. One that only a royal flush could beat and the chances that the red vulpine across from him had a royal flush were impossible. At least that's what he thought.
"Whats got you smiling Geoff." The fox had a smirk on his face. One that would soon be wiped off.
The Gark should have played poker face but he couldn't resist, "I'm smiling because I know I've got you beat!"
The Fox raised an eyebrow, "Oh really now?" The Gark nodded, smirk still on his face. He had him beat, he was sure of it.
"Ok, I'll make you a deal." The Gark's ears perked up. A deal? The fox grinned, he already knew the Gark would expect. "Here's the deal Geoffrey, if you win this game I'll take all my clothes off." It was Geoffreys turn to raise an eyebrow. What was the catch? The fox wouldn't bet on something if he had nothing to gain. Right?
"What happens if I lose." The foxes grin grew wider. He already had the plan formulated in his head but it all hinged on the hybrid accepting the deal.
"Nothing, if you lose nothing happens. You still remove an article of clothing if you lose just as the rule intended but other than that...nothing at all." The Gark was doubtful, it was a stupid dare that led him to play strip poker with the Vulpine who had luck that must have been given to him from the devil himself. Seeing this the Vulpine continued in an effort to erase all doubt from the Gark's mind, "Think of this as sudden death. Winner takes all and loser, removes all."
Geoffrey thought about this for a bit, trying to weigh the advantages with the non-existent disadvantages, "Fine I'll take you up on that offer." The vulpines eye's twinkled and he held a mischievous grin.
"Excellent! Then let's get started! You go first." The fox's eyes were filled with a childish glee. A glee that made the Gark uncomfortable, why was he so confident? Geoffrey honored the request of his friend and went first. The hybrid placed his hand upwards for the fox to see. Confidence betraying him.
The Vulpine whistled. Admiring the deck the Gark had accumulated, "4 of a kind, aces no less!" The Gark grinned, he had the Vulpine beat for sure. Sensing this the fox chuckled, shaking his head.
"I'm sorry to ruin your overblown confidence but I think I might have something to beat that." The Gark's grin slowly faded from his face as he saw his friends hand, a royal flush. Geoffrey's jaw dropped.
"What! How!" The Vulpine laughed. The look on the Gark's face was priceless!
"It's called luck and skill sharky. Now underwear off~" Geoffreys ears twitched. How could he have lost? The chances of the fur across from him getting something like that was so slim! Reluctantly the hybrid removed his last article of clothing.
"You happy now." The Gark was now standing butt naked, much to the amusement of his friend who was clearly in no hurry for the Gark to sit down.
"Cmon Geoff, give us a twirl~" The Gark shot a death glare at the fox who only grinned, "Oh C'mon I won, I should at least get a look at my prize." The Gark grumbled as he reluctantly turned around in a slow circle. Using exposed as the feeling the hybrid felt would be the understatement of the century. The fox let out a whistle as he drank in the view. "You know, I always imagined you undressed...but this....this surpasses anything I could have ever dreamed up."
Geoffrey blushed at his friend's compliment, "I'll take that as a compliment. Can I sit down now?"
The Vulpine shook his head, "Nope. The fun's just begun~" The Gark raised an eyebrow and stifled a chuckle.
"You know you're being awfully straightforward with this." The hybrid was already naked and was no stranger to sexual interaction with other males but this was different, the fox across from him was a friend. Sure they had experimented a few times but the fox had never really shown any kind of dominance. So why the change of heart?
The gark wondered if he said that out loud, "Wondering why things changed eh? Truth is I haven't had a change of heart. I'm just...it feels like you've been tempting me for all these years we've been friends." The Fox winked causing Geoff to blush again, "Plus, I could use your help with a problem I have." The fox grinned as he unzipped his Jeans, he really was being straightforward.
Geoffrey was reluctant to obey the fox but the growing warmth in his groin encouraged him to approach the Vulpine. It was too late to turn back now, they both needed this. As he approached the fox scooted the chair back and spread his legs out, giving more breathing room for both the gark and his growing member.
The hybrid got to his knees, face to face with his friend's length which throbbed in anticipation.
"You know staring at it won't solve anything." The fox gave a forced smile. He was getting impatient at his companions reluctance. Geoffrey nodded, leaning forward and giving the twitching member a tentative lick. Then another, and another, and another until he had created a rhythm. Licking his friend's length like a popsicle, much to the pent up vulpines amusement. "Nnngh! How about you use your mouth and tongue." The hybrid was more than happy to comply.The fox let out a gasp of pleasure as his member was encompassed in the Garks mouth. Geoffrey smiled at his friends moans as he adopted a quick steady pattern, bobbing his head up and down the vulpines length, stopping at the knot.
After a while the hybrid let the fox take control, letting him use his horns to face fuck him. The foxes feverish grunts and moans of pleasure as he neared the edge only served to drive Geoffrey closer and closer to an animalistic lust which loomed over him like an ever-growing storm. James would be climaxing soon and then it would be Geoffrey's turn for dominance.
"G-Geoff! I-I'm close!" The Fox's started to pant. His member tensing. He was right on the edge. With one final buck, the Vulpine pushed his length as deep as it could go. Startling the Gark in the process. The foxes cock throbbed as it released his sticky seed into the hungry mouth of Geoffrey who gladly swallowed each spurt with lust driven glee. After a few more spurts the fox let out a content sigh, basking in the post-orgasm glow.
"That...was amazing." The goat smiled at the compliment.
"You know..." the hybrid mured the wheel in his mind still spinning, "You owe me know." The fox looked at him, of course he did it was only fair.
"You're right it's only fair. Why don't we switch places then." Geoffrey grinned, he had something different in mind. Something that the fox couldn't refuse.
"I have a better idea. Get on the floor." The fox stared at him confusedly and was about to open his mouth to protest when Geoffrey cut him off, "Just trust me. You owe me." The Vulpine stared at him for a few minutes before reluctantly agreeing.
Geoffrey grinned as the vulpine did what he said, laying on the ground with his back to the floor, staring expectantly at the hybrid. "Uh...what now?" The Gark's grin grew wider.
"Now, turn around and get on your hands and knees~" If the Vulpine didn't know what was to come he did know. Obeying the fox got on his hands and knees, craning his neck to look back at Geoffrey. He wasn't sure whether he should be anxious or excited. The Gark's grin turned into a smirk, oh how he wanted to plow the Vulpine before him but first, he had to prep. Holding back the ever-growing wave of lust the gark leaned forward, gripping the vulpines tail and moving it aside to reveal the puckered lips of his tailhole.
Before the fox could react the hybrid gave a firm lick, causing the Vulpine to shudder. The Gark once again adopted a steady pace, except this time the end goal would be to breed the moaning Vulpine. He could feel his lengths throbbing as the anticipation of the next few moments got to him. One of the perks of being a hybrid is the fact that the gark could enjoy two orgasms.
"I think you're all ready for what's to come next!" Geoffrey pulled away leaving a glistening trail of saliva. He slapped the fox on the rump which made his companion yelp in surprise. Geoffrey giggled as he guided his lengths towards the fox, the lust was starting to get to him and his patience was wearing thin but somehow he still found it in himself to tease the Vulpine. Pushing the tip of his member into the fox he stayed there for a second, watching the Vulpine squirm with impatience.
"Just do it already." The Vulpine whined, squirming at the feeling of the tip inside him. He wanted more, lust driving him up the wall. Geoffrey chuckled, reveling in his friend's impatience.
"Do what?" the gark watched as the impatient fox blushed, his mind finally catching up to his desires.
"Please...just do it."
"You're gonna have to tell me what I have to do."
"Please, just..."
"Just what?" Geoffrey grinned at the foxes blush, "Just breed you? Is that what you want?" the Garks lust was finally starting to take control, seeping through the barrier which the hybrid had erected between his brain and his body.
"Yes..." The vulpines voice was barely a whisper but that's all the Gark needed.
"Your wish is my command." With that the hybrid let his lust take control. Almost immediately Geoffrey rammed his length into the Vulpine, who let out a loud moan. He meant to go in slow but the dam holding back his lust had broken. Letting his mind be washed away, leaving only an animalistic desire to mate.
The Gark rammed in and out of his friend with a steady pace, savoring the bliss which only built up as he went faster and harder. The vulpines moans mixed with the grunts of the hybrid to create a musical of pleasure with the chorus being the pleasure between two friends. The Gark felt the fox tighten on his member, hungry to receive his liquids.
Eventually, the Gark couldn't take it anymore, another dam was about to burst, one that would end with him burying his seed deep into his friend.
"I-I'm about to cum. Where do you want it?" The gark already knew.His only reply was a loud almost feminine moan. That was all he needed.
With one final grunt, Geoffrey buried himself deep in his companion. The dam burst, releasing a torrent of semen which shot in plentiful spurts deeper and deeper into the fox who could only moan in pleasure. As his length buried deep in the Vulpine came so did his other one, shooting spurts which splattered on the ground in a sticky mess. The Vulpine added to the mess on the floor as he suddenly grunted and came for the second time. They stayed like this for a few minutes, basking in post-orgasm bliss.
Before long the Vulpine turned around, gazing into the eyes of the gark.
"So..." the fox paused catching his breath, "up for another game?"
The hybrid grinned, "You're on!"