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Otter Family Friend

For Lurdanjo

By Draconicon

Danji didn't know what it was going to be like today, but he trusted MERVAS to give him the best of all things. It always did. The one thing that he had picked for himself was that it would take place on a beach. The rest...well, he would find out.

He stepped out onto the sand, smiling at the feeling of it between his toes. It was soft, and with such small grains that he barely felt it. It was almost like a powder rather than a grain, but he didn't quite sink into it, so it was probably a little firmer than that. The water in the distance looked cold, but he knew that it would be a comfortable temperature for swimming. And the beach itself...

Was almost empty, at least here. The noise and commotion of other people was further down the coastline, so he started walking, enjoying the feeling of the sun on his bare scales as he made his way along. The feeling of walking nude around the beach was a nice novelty, particularly as he could feel the weight of his own shaft swinging from side to side with every step and know that he wouldn't be judged for it.

It didn't take long to find the people. Rounding one of the bigger sand dunes, he saw a collection of large men and well-endowed women ahead. Most of them were engaged in a volleyball game or collecting sun, but one group that was having a little picnic did catch his attention. The group consisted of a trio of otters, two parents and a child, and Danji smiled to himself, the red draconid making his way over to their little picnic blanket.

"Excuse me."

The otters stopped their talking, turning to him with a sudden movement that stopped just as suddenly as it had started. They looked at him with big smiles on their faces, and he chuckled as he sat down beside them.

"Don't worry about it. Keep talking."

"Oh, sure. No worries. It's just nice to see a friend."

The otter father smiled and nodded at him before getting back into a discussion about catching a fish, or...something like that. Danji didn't ignore it, exactly, he just didn't pay it attention. His mind was already on other things.

The family were fairly typical. A good man of a father, probably in his thirties with a speedo and a cock that barely fit in it. A mother who was probably in her late twenties, her breasts hidden behind a triangle-topped bikini that barely hid her nipples and nothing else. A son that was barely twelve years old, yet was developing quite well for his age. All three of them were quite happy to keep talking, not one of them self-conscious about spending time with a stranger among them, even as Danji reached over and started fondling the twelve-year-old.

The otter looked up at him with a smile, but as the draconid nodded at him, went back to paying attention to the things that his father was saying. Both mother and father were paying full attention as he started stroking their boy's cock, but neither stopped him, just keen to keep paying attention to the story about the fish.

"Heh, quite the story," Danji said with an absent nod, feeling the cock in the boy's swim trunks. It was a good six inches already, and thick enough to almost split his fingers apart. The draconid smiled, patting it from side to side, feeling it swell slightly in his hand.

He didn't dwell on it long, however, as there were other things to do. He shifted his position, moving behind the otter mother, and he leaned his head on her shoulder. She leaned her arm back for a moment, stroking his cheek like she might a lover, but then stopped, turning her attention back to her husband. All the while, nobody seemed to pay any attention to the fact that their son had gotten hard.

Hehehehe, I love these guys.

The draconid brought his fingers down a bit further, running them down the otter's back until he found the snap for her top. It came undone as soon as he touched it, her bikini top flying off with the pressure of her breasts behind it. He looked around, seeing if anyone had reacted, but no. Not one pair of eyes stared, not one bulge started forming, and even the father didn't even seem to notice that his wife was now topless.

He reached around, bouncing her breasts a few times, and still no reaction. They just kept talking about the big fish that the father caught some time ago.

Danji slipped back around, putting himself on the mother's lap before reaching around, this time pulling down the front of the father's speedo and the son's trunks. Their dicks fell out, almost perfect copies of each other, except the father's was soft and the son's was hard. Both were about the same length, and both were quite smooth and gentle looking.

He groped them, feeling the pressure and tightness in the smaller one and the floppy bounciness of the other. The draconid smiled, giving the dad a few strokes, and almost like his firmness was a signal, that shaft finally started to harden, rising up as he stroked it and filling up with a little more size. A seven inch softy became a ten inch hard-on, completely dry, but very lovely to look at.

As he worked them, he used his tail to nudge the boy's hand back to his cock, and then the mother's hands to his chest. The soft stroking fingers of the female and the webbed hand of the boy on his shaft immediately had him throbbing, and he groaned softly as he enjoyed himself. The stroking was so loving, so gentle, so warm, and he imagined how it would feel to be held like this as someone else tended to him.

Then he realized that he didn't have to imagine it. After all, he was more or less in charge. He turned to the boy, smiling.

"Wouldn't it be better if you started helping your father out a bit?"

"Heh, I bet I can tell the story better than he ever could!"

"Heh, I bet you could. Why don't you show him?"

The boy started yammering on, eagerly telling the same fish story as the father immediately shut up. There was no sign of annoyance, nothing to show that the older otter was bothered at having a stranger shut him up to let the boy tell the story, let alone a reaction to having his dick fondled by someone that he didn't even know.

Mmmm. This is perfect.

He leaned back, bumping his head repeatedly against the otter female's breasts. He smacked it back a few times, thumping her chest the way that he would do a pillow. Her breasts bounced with each impact, but not once did she complain. She just leaned back, almost like living furniture, taking it and smiling down at him, even giving him a kiss to the top of his head like an absent-minded mother.

As the boy kept stroking him, Danji found it harder and harder to ignore his cock in favor of the show in front of him. He groaned, biting his lip, occasionally thrusting into the boy's hand to get that little extra bit of stimulation, but orgasm itself still eluded him. He panted under his breath, just collecting himself after so much already.

What do I want...what do I really want?

The father, he decided. He could go for any of them, but the father was the one that he wanted most. Just needed to wait a little bit longer.

As the story went on, and the stroking continued, he let his eyes wander. Everyone else had yet to notice anything that had happened with the otters, though they were not exactly being surreptitious about anything. One of them had even walked by and rammed their hips right into the father's head, leaving a bit of a jagged mark along the fur on the head. No reaction to that either, just a continued smile.

Looking at the others, watching the bigger men walk around with dicks that couldn't be contained within their speedos, Danji could feel his lust rising again. It was like a buffet for the eyes, seeing so many large, floppy cocks, none of them hard despite the eye candy around them. The only hard ones were the ones that he had touched himself, almost like he had to give them permission for it.

Here and there, he saw little signs of damage, but no signs of pain. A few scratches across the belly, a couple of tiny holes in the hands, some places where fur had been stripped back just enough to show something else was beneath. It was always just a flicker, something else that was just beyond any notice but his, but it was always there. Healing away, getting hidden again to preserve what was here.

Feeling himself close to the edge, Danji finally sat up.

"Hey, I think you need to move. Your boy needs some attention."

"Oh, yes. I can tell. Let me move for you."

"And stay on your knees."

"Yes, that'd be perfect. Thank you, my friend."

The father got on his knees, and the little twelve-year-old otter slipped beneath him at Danji's encouraging wave. It didn't take long for the two of them to start fucking each other, the little one backing his butt up onto his father's larger cock, and the father pushing forward just a bit. There were no groans or moans, just a happy giggle before the boy kept talking.

"And so, then daddy leaped into the ocean, and he kept fishing -"

"Yes, I know, I know."

Danji chuckled, shaking his head at the perpetual fish story as he pulled himself around, pushing the otter's tail up and slamming in. There was no reaction, no sound, no groans, no moans, just a steady back and forth as the father rocked between his cock and his son's ass. The mother watched with a smile, her head tilted to the side with an 'isn't the world grand' smile plastered across her face.

In and out, in and out, in and out he went, listening to that absurd fishing story as he pounded away as the otter's muscular hole. The world around him continued to go by, the volleyball players changing positions for the umpteenth time, every game having ended three times already, but the players seemingly unaware of the difference.

In and out, in and out, in and out, that hole clenching down on him constantly, pulling at him, milking and squeezing him with machine-like precision. Danji moaned, shivering as he felt his orgasm rising, his need at its peak.

Finally, he slammed in hard, filling the otter father with his cock, and he came. He looked away, feeling something sucking away at the head of his cock to drain all the seed somewhere else, and knew it was one of the older models that needed care taken with its inside. He shook his head, rubbing the otter android's ass.

I love you...One of these days, you'll have everything that you deserve, too.

The End