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Colton settled into his airplane seat, his large tail curling between the seatback and his leg. As he sat there, he breathed in, tapping his hands against the seat rests.

He felt like he should have been used to this by now: there he was, on a flight that would take him across the country, one that would take several hours. It was the kind of flight he had gotten used to going back home to Indiana multiple times throughout his schooling. However, it was his first time going anywhere that was not Indiana: no, their destination was Miami, somewhere Colton had never been before.

It was that which made him nervous. To begin with, his family was not aware he was going to be there. Certainly, his frat house knew he was going to be there, and Andrew had even mentioned that he would cover for Colton if they called in to ask how he was doing. But being in Miami without them knowing made him a little bit nervous.

If that did not, do it, though, it was the trip's purpose that made him somewhat uneasy. And as he sat there in the first class cabin with only one other seat next to him, he pondered on how he had possibly gotten himself in this position. He suspected Darren had not quite thought Colton would be good porn star material when he had taken him to Kirk's party that first time: Darren had only wanted to meet some of his friends so Colton could have some gay friends. But then he and Kirk had fucked on camera, Colton had enjoyed the sensation, one thing led to another, and before he knew it he was getting a paycheck from DragonRabbit fucking on camera.

And now, here they were, on a flight to Miami that was about to leave for a porn convention. He was still not sure whether he should be appalled that his decision at a party had gotten away from him or pride that a twinky shark like him was such a hot commodity in the world of gay muscle porn. Either way, the only emotion he could muster up was a small amount of unease. What would await him there? What even happened at a porn convention? Would porn convention photos float around Instagram? And most importantly, who would be keeping their eyes on him?

He sighed then, before feeling a furred hand brush against his arm. He looked up, and there sat Kirk: the large pink bunny smiled at him as he settled into his seat, having just stowed his carry-on in the overhead bin.

"Hey there, buddy," said Kirk. "You doin' alright there?"

Colton sighed, glancing to the seat beside him. "I'm just a little nervous," he said. He then glanced to where Yves and Darren were settling into their seats the row in front of them, chatting rather animatedly. "I've never been to one of these conventions, I've never been south of San Francisco until now, I've never been anywhere without my folks knowing about it..."

"And you know quite know what to expect, right?" Kirk smiled, his hand curling around Colton's.

The shark nodded, his fingers splaying out so he could properly hold Kirk's hand in his. "Yeah," he said. He exhaled. "And it's not like just a gay convention either, right?"

"Most conventions aren't purely for the gay crowd, no," Kirk replied. He shrugged. "But that's part of the fun of it, 'cause when the gay guys do show up, they love us even more for coming." He smiled, squeezing Colton's hand. "You'll be fine, little guy. Just follow Yves, Darren, and I, and you'll be fine."

Colton nodded, feeling his heart rate ease a little bit. "I hope so..." He exhaled gently, settling back into the seat. Thankfully, as he sat back in the seat, his dorsal fin sank right into the seat's slit, and as he settled in he sighed. "I think this'll be the longest flight I have ever been on my whole life."

"Just wait until we do a convention outside of the country," Kirk replied. He shot Colton a big grin. "Those get really crazy, _and_we have to travel halfway around the world to get to them."

Colton swallowed at this. "But, well..."

Kirk smiled. "Don't worry, bud," he said. "Darren, Yves, and I all talked about this before we thought to tag you in. We'll wait and see how well you take to this before we think about bringing you there." The big bunny then leaned forward. "And if it's too much, just let us know, okay?"

Colton nodded. "Okay." He then sighed, leaning against Kirk's shoulder and closing his eyes. "You guys will be there, right?"

"Of course, little guy." Kirk leaned towards Colton, quickly planting a kiss on his forehead. "Just follow our lead."

And with this, Colton sighed, moving closer to that warmth that he liked so well.

----**----

The flight to Miami International Airport went rather smoothly, although it was of course rather long for Colton's liking. He was just short of going completely stir crazy when they finally got off the plane, to the point that even the in-flight entertainment was not enough. And of course, he was not going to fill out his membership for the Mile-High Club in such a state: even if he had been allowed to, Yves would likely have vetoed it on account of the trip being for business reasons.

At least there had been alcohol: the champagne that Kirk had ordered for him had done wonders for the shark. Still, he wished they had landed sooner.

The trip to the hotel went even slower, however: Colton had expected bad traffic considering that Miami was a big city, but he was not prepared for the parking lot that the MacArthur Causeway turned into. Colton had never seen anything like it in his life, even in San Francisco where the traffic did sometimes grind almost to a halt on really bad days. Colton was already feeling the pressure by that point, and he sincerely hoped there would be no more incidents happening.

Thus, when the entourage finally arrived at the hotel, Colton was all too happy to flop right onto one of the couches in the hotel lobby. Yves had decided to check them into the hotel, Kirk had gone to park the car, and Darren had all of the group's identification and the credit card that Yves had booked the hotel with. This thus left the shark all alone on the couches, and he took the time to decompress.

He found himself looking around at the rest of the hotel. It was a little bit of a distance away from the convention hall, for certain, but it certainly looked nice. The color scheme was really nice, it was open and relaxing, the furniture was comfortable, and it was right by the beach. Colton was not sure why it still had a pool right by the beach, but he was not about to complain about that, and he assumed it was primarily for privacy reasons. After all, it was a hotel that catered to the gay crowd: he had heard that the nearby beach was a nudist beach, but Colton was not sure he was all that comfortable with that just yet. Still, the fact that it was a gay-catering hotel made Colton feel so much more comfortable than he would have otherwise.

He then sighed, closing his eyes as he took it all in: as soon as they were checked in, they would have the time to explore the town a little bit, maybe grab something to eat. It was something to grab then, because the next day would be a very early start. The four of them had to make their way to the convention center to set up their booth, and then the sales would start almost immediately after. Colton also had to get prepared for the DragonRabbit Q&A they were hosting after the convention hall closed, and he also had to get his things together for the meet-and-greet with fans. It would be a rare moment of quiet, and as Colton thought of everything he took the moment to appreciate the quiet.

"You're lookin' rather comfortable there."

Colton immediately started, slightly jumping back into his seat. When he opened his eyes, a figure loomed over him: he swallowed a lump at the imposing bluefin tuna that stood before him, the blue scales atop his head glinting somewhat in the light. Colton found himself eyeing the bulging musculature that protruded out from the tuna's clothing, from the overly tight shorts to the black muscle shirt that presided over the silvery scales of his neck. He even took note of the rainbow anchor tattoo on his arm, blushing as soon as he saw that.

But it was the shirt's logo that caught his attention: there across the bulging pecs, Colton saw a logo for BareBear sitting right across there. That was something Colton knew, and as he looked at the tuna's piercing blue eyes, he knew that whoever this tuna knew was very familiar with his work.

And unfortunately for Colton, he had no idea what they got up to at BareBear.

"O-oh!" Colton jolted, blushing as he scooted to the side. "Yeah, you know how it is. Long flight and all."

"No doubt," the tuna replied. He then leaned a little closer. "First time in Miami?"

"First time anywhere on this coast, actually," Colton replied. He then smiled, his jagged teeth showing as he shrugged. "Being in Cali all the time was one culture shock, but this is another one entirely."

"It can be, yeah." The tuna looked to the reception desk. "Looks like it hasn't phased your buddies, though."

Colton blinked, before looking behind him to see Yves and Darren walking up to them. As soon as they approached, Darren looked on, and Colton saw the crocodile's face beam upon seeing him.

"Well, if it ain't ol' Charlie Masthead!" Colton immediately noticed that Darren's Bayou accent had come in, but much more jovially than Colton was used to hearing it.

The tuna grinned, before pumping up his tattoo'd arm and extending his arms out. "Dressy Darren, come to the convention once again!"

With this, Darren and Charlie exchanged a quick hug, Charlie patting Darren's back. "Indeed, indeed," Darren replied. The crocodile was all smiles as he pointed to Charlie. "Still workin' the boys over?"

"You know it," said Charlie. "They're chillin' at the pool now. Little Van is actually sleeping in the room. Poor guy's _pooped_after all the prep we had to do."

"I'll bet." Darren then turned his head to Colton, gesturing to him as he leaned over the couch and placed a hand on the shark's torso. "I see ya met Colton, eh?"

"You bet." Charlie then lifted his hand, holding it out to the shark. "Big fan o' yours, kid."

Colton blushed, before bringing it forward and shaking it. "O-oh, thanks..." He gave Charlie a smile, particularly upon feeling how firm his handshake was. "Pleasure's all mine..."

"Oh, it'll be more than just yours by the end." Charlie winked at him, before letting out a big, roaring laugh. "But yeah, you'll be seein' a lot of me this year. BareBear's booth is next to DragonRabbit this year."

"Is that right?" Yves stepped forward, the large dragon's wings flexing somewhat. "Well, isn't that the best luck?"

"You bet it is," said Charlie. He then smiled. "If you guys want me to grab you anything at all, I'm puttin' Jules in charge of the booth this year, so I can run off and get things for you."

"I'd appreciate that," Yves replied. He indicated Colton. "Marek is minding the studio, and Toby's off in the UK with two of our other models right now, so we're a little short-staffed this year."

"Excellent." He then winked to Yves, before turning back to Colton. "I'm just glad you brought this guy. Ever since you told me he'd be coming, the guys haven't been able to shut up about meeting him."

Yves nodded, stepping forward. "Remember, Charlie, his contract is exclusive to DragonRabbit," he said.

But Charlie waved him off. "Oh, you won't have to worry about that," he said. "Our lighting and our good cameras are all back in Bangor, so we can't really shoot. If we have fun, we're keeping it strictly to the private blog, and it's not gettin' monetized."

"Then we will see." Yves bowed his head forward. "We'll have to get going: we need to get our merch upstairs once Kirk parks the car. But do let us know what else you are up to. If we have the time, we'll make our way to it."

Charlie winked at him, before walking along. "Whatever you say." He then turned to Colton, giving him a bowed head. "It was nice to meet you, cutie. Can't wait to see more of you at the booth."

"S-same..." Colton blushed at the attention, retreating into Darren's arms. "See you then."

With this, Charlie made his way to the pool. As he walked off, Colton got a good look at everything else: the strong, muscular tailfin, the way his ass swayed slightly as he moved, the way that black shirt hugged his body, the way that rainbow anchor tattoo stood out amongst the blue and silver...

Colton had to admit, the prospect of having that right next door excited him, and that was on top of having three muscular guys run the booth with him.

Colton thus turned to Darren, seeing how he looked over at Charlie. "You know him?" he asked.

"Yep!" Darren's voice had returned to what Colton was seeing. "He was one of the roommates when I started living with Kirk, back in the olden days. Real chill guy, but probably the biggest flirt I have ever seen."

Colton nodded. "So he's a good guy," he said.

"Yeah," said Darren. He shrugged, tilting his head to the side. "He moved to Bangor about six years back. San Fran's too loud for him." He then smiled, gesturing to the tuna as he stepped out to the pool. "That's where he started BareBear, and, well... Here we are."

"Gotcha," Colton said. He smiled. "Well... this might not be off to such a bad start!"

"And the con's barely started." Darren patted Colton on the chest, before peeling away gently and smiling. "Come on. Kirk's likely on his way here by now, we need to meet up and take everything up to the room."

Colton nodded, standing up. "Sure thing."

And with this, the shark followed Yves. As he did, though, he could not help but give a curious glance back to the door to the pool. He caught sight of Charlie throwing his shirt to the side, his muscular torso seeming to shine even from the slightly tinted glass of the pool. Colton thought of how thrilling it would be to have that beside him the whole time, there for him to talk to, there for him to grope...

He turned away, following Yves out. As he moved, he pulled at his pants, finding them uncomfortably stiff as the three of them went out to the parking lot.

----**----

"Alright, kid, so the stock is going to be here under the desk. If they ask for a signed copy of the special Blu-Ray, you pull from this crate."

"Gotcha. And now I'm glad we signed them all at the studio now!"

"You see? And that is less time we have to sign it for the customers. Any other questions?"

"I think that about covers it for this."

"Excellent. The meet and greet times will be different, and there you'll have to worry about signing your own stuff then. But I'll let Darren talk to you about that when it's your turn."

"Sounds good to me."

Colton nodded. With this, he looked to the DragonRabbit booth in all its rather humble glory: around the table, the little cash register had been set up on the oPad, complete with card swiping mechanism and about $300 in change just in case. A DragonRabbit banner drapped over the edge of the table, a simple black design with the logo prominently displayed for everyone to see. Colton could also see the special wares behind them, from exclusive posters of the guys to the shirts and everything else.

And there, prominently displayed on one of the little mesh stands that Yves had procured, was a poster that caught Colton's eye: it was a pin-up of him in that yellow thong he'd worn when Darren took him to his first test taping. As he watched the way the light bounced off of his scales in the pin-up, he felt his knees grow somewhat weak, and it took all he had to remain upright.

He thus found himself bending over, his tail curling behind him. "Goodness, this is really happening," Colton said.

Yves chuckled, patting Colton on the shoulder. "It is," he said. "It'll get easier after this. Just remember everything I have told you."

"Not super glamorous, don't expect too many parties, and if they happen remember the exclusivity clause." Colton recited this, before sighing. "Still... I can't believe there's going to be guys buying this stuff."

"You'll find your groove," Yves replied. With this, he smiled, patting Colton's shoulders gently. "Trust me, I was nervous my first convention. Now, it just comes naturally."

Colton nodded. He breathed in, before pushing himself back up to his feet. He thus stretched out his arms, before exhaling and pulling at his DragonRabbit pullover as he looked to the yellow-scaled dragon beside him.

"Well, I guess it's into the breach we go," he said.

Yves nodded. "Indeed," he said. He then looked to the side. "First, though, we might have to help them."

Colton looked at Yves' piercing golden eyes, before following their gaze to see the bluefin tuna from earlier. He was flanked by a trio of bears: two of them were grizzlies, one was a black bear, but all three had at least some amount of muscle to their beings. The taller of the two grizzlies had a little bit of a gut protruding out from the bright green tank top, but none were more muscley than the tuna. They wheeled in several carts of merchandise, all of them full up and certainly almost as plentiful as what DragonRabbit had behind its own booth.

And of course, Charlie noticed Yves and Colton first, giving them both a smile. "Early as always, Yves?" he asked.

"As always," said Yves. He stepped forward, his hand coming forward. "I'd rather not rush set-up."

"Who says we're rushing it?" Charlie asked as he stepped forward and vigorously shook Yves' hand. "We've still got three hours to set up, after all."

"And this is early for you," Yves replied. He released Charlie's hands, before nodding. "Danny, Jules, and Van this year?"

"Yep," said Charlie. He beamed proudly. "We got a new guy recently, but his first video releases after the con, so we figured it wouldn't really help to bring him here." He then grinned, his gaze turning to Colton. "Usually it's the other way around, really. You've been getting a lot of new guys lately: what's up with that?"

"Luck." Yves flashed a smile at Charlie. It was then that Colton felt the strangely light pressure of Yves' wing beckoning him forward: he thus stepped forward, before landing in front of Charlie. "You've met Colton already, of course."

"Yeah, but he hasn't met the rest of the guys," Charlie said. "And trust me, some of us just can't wait to meet the new kid."

Charlie then slapped his thick forearm over Colton's shoulders: the small impact against his shoulders made him jolt, and so his tail stiffened behind him as Charlie walked him over. The tallest grizzly was already wheeling merchandise behind the table even as the black bear was draping a dark blue tablecloth over the table, but both turned to see Charlie bringing the young shark towards them.

The tallest grizzly smiled first, his pearly-white canines glinting in the light. "Well, if it ain't that new shark kid from Yves' studio," he said. "We've been lookin' forward to meetin' you!"

The black bear smiled in kind, patting the table before turning to him and puffing out his chest somewhat. "Colton, right?" he asked. "I'm Van. The tall guy is Danny, and..." He then pointed at the somewhat smaller grizzly, who was busy setting up a mesh wall behind the table. "That is Jules."

"Hello." Jules fired this quick thing off, before the grizzly went right back to work.

Danny only grinned, stepping forward and patting Colton on the shoulder. "Man o' few words, Jules," he commented. "But put him in front of a camera, and words ain't needed 'round there."

"Yeah." Colton chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "That's usually how it goes, isn't it?"

"Yup." Danny smiled good-naturedly, before squeezing on Colton's shoulder gently. "And I take it ya already met Charlie."

"Back at the hotel, yeah," Colton replied. The blush only intensified on his face as he glanced to the side. "It... Oh God, this is gonna be embarrassing, but I kinda feel bad now this is the first I've heard of you guys."

Van's eyes widened slightly, but if this killed the mood he did not show it otherwise. Danny was right on top of it, however, and he only smiled at this. "No embarrassment in that," Danny said. He then gestured to another booth further down the line. "Hell, Red Stable Productions is just down there and I get along with the guys fabulously, but I'll be honest: I never really watch their stuff."

"It's a rather small world, you know," Van replied. He then smiled. "And even if we aren't always watching each other, we've got each other's backs, at least in this corner of the convention. Sex work is a funny business like that, and I get the feeling you're all new to this."

"Yeah..." Colton sighed in relief, his shoulders loosening up considerably. "Yeah, you'd be right about that. Only been doing it for about a year and all that." He shrugs. "And even then, I haven't watched much. I didn't know how my frat would take me being gay until a couple months back, and now that they're cool with it..."

"Oh, well that's great!" Van slapped Colton's shoulder rather lightly, before grabbing him by the wrist and leading him to the table. "Well, I think there's no better way we can commemorate that than to get started on a new collection, right?"

Colton blushed at this, but before he could say anything else Van grabbed one of the DVDs that happened to be sitting in the crates right in front of the booth and then presented it to Colton. The shark blinked, looking at the DVD in surprise, before noticing that Danny and Van both leaned against each other on the cover. He looked at their bare chests, his blush only growing more prominent as he inspected the cover, then the real people on the front of it, then back to the cover.

Finally, he took the DVD gingerly, giving them a genuine, if still somewhat flustered, smile. "Thank you," he said. "You guys seem like a good bunch."

"Wouldn't let them wander the studio if they weren't." Colton looked up to see Charlie towering up over them. He patted Colton's shoulders gently, before grinning to Van and Danny. "Well, now that we know our neighbors, I think we need to get our booth set up properly, right?" He then turned back to Yves. "Mind helping us?"

"Sure." The dragon then looked inside to search for Darren, before blinking as he turned to the next booth over. There, as Colton followed his gaze, he saw that the large crocodile had already started helping Jules set up the mesh wall: so, too, had Kirk, the large pink bunny starting to arrange merchandise on it.

Yves shrugged. "Well, considering half the studio has gotten in on it, I can't see how it could hurt to chime in now," he said. He then gestured to Colton. "Let's get going."

Colton nodded. As Van, Danny, and Charlie all peeled away from him, he stayed somewhat rooted to the spot. Slowly, the shark turned his attention to the DVD before him: there, in silver sharpie, he noticed the signatures. There were likely dozens there, but that fact was lost in the fact that they had gifted it to him, and free of charge as well. He inhaled, looking at them and how friendly they had been.

He had to admit: part of his nerves had been that he was absolutely certain that the other people coming to the convention would be assholes to Colton about his relative lack of experience. But what he got was the exact opposite: if Charlie and the other guys were any indication, he was in for a good weekend.

With this thought, Colton turned, quickly ducking into his own booth to deposit his newly acquired DVD with the rest of his stuff before moving over to help the rest of the guys set up the BareBear booth.

----**----

Colton's gaze remained on the previous customer. A rather fat gopher was not necessarily what Colton imagined would be down in Miami when he was selling DragonRabbit wares, but nevertheless he was genuinely excited to meet some of the people at DragonRabbit. Colton liked to think he handled the sale rather well, but he was not so sure. Still, the signed poster the gopher walked away with was something, and as Colton turned to the next customer he raised his gaze up and met a rather slender antelope who stood in front of him.

The antelope's first action was to point at Colton. "Oh!" He smiled, looking down at the shark. "You're the bottom, right?"

Colton chuckled, leaning forward and lifting his right hand up. "Well, not the only bottom, you know," he said. "But right now here, I'm the only bottom here, so I guess that still counts."

"Fair enough!" The antelope leaned forward, before grinning. "I've been a big fan of your videos, man. That one where you take Scott..." He then leaned back, rubbing his forehead as he let out a rather loud exhale. "Man, that has been DragonRabbit's best in a while. You're really doing great stuff."

Colton blushed, rubbing the back of his head. "Thanks," he said. "I just... Go in and take it all, you know?"

"Yeah." The antelope smiled, scanning the merchandise. "I've been meaning to grab a poster of you for a while. Me and my boyfriend both love seeing you there, and to have a signed poster..."

"Signed as well?" Colton nodded, before reaching down to where the unsigned copies of the posters were, yanking one out and rolling it out on the table before them. "Who do I make this out to?"

"Kyle and Arthur," the antelope replied.

"Alright." Colton popped the top off the silver sharpie, before writing a brief message for them on the poster. "Wish I could do more than just this, but I'm still getting used to the fact I'm even signing all these to begin with."

"This is your first one, right?" the antelope asked.

"Yep," Colton replied. He chuckled. "And I have to admit, I did not expect I'd be here when I first shot my audition with Yves."

The antelope's eyes bulged out of their sockets. "Your audition was with Yves?"

And here, Colton finally allowed himself a confident smirk. "And I took him all the way, too," he said. "You should've seen how much that guy drooled all over my torso when he finally came." He shook his head, patting a DVD nearby. "It's actually on one of the extras of our new BluRay release. Quality's a little rough, but--"

"I'd like a copy of that too."

The antelope said this with such speed that Colton could not help the chuckle that escaped his lips. He then reached down, grabbing one of the BluRays and setting it down. "Figured you'd be into that," he said. "That'll be..." He counted in his head, his finger bobbing a couple of times before he nodded. "$75."

"Only $75?" The antelope nodded, pulling out his wallet. "Damn, that was cheaper than I thought it'd be!"

"Well, that's how you know it's surprising." Colton smiled, before turning to the oPad and entering the transaction items. "Will that be cash or card?"

"Cash." With this, the antelope smiled, reaching down and splaying exact change in front of the shark. "I'm hoping to make the DragonRabbit Q&A. You know if they'll be taking any pictures or anything afterwards."

The shark shook his head. "Knowing Yves?" asked Colton. "Probably not. Kirk might let some guys take pictures, but Yves is all business about that." He then smiled, letting his teeth glint in the light. "But please do ask the questions you've got."

"I'll be sure to do that," the antelope said. He then held his hand out. "Wonderful to meet you."

"Likewise," Colton replied, shaking the antelope's hand vigorously. "Enjoy the rest of the con!"

"You too," the antelope replied.

And with this, he walked off, giving a little wave. Colton sighed in relief, his fingers rapping against the table. He looked up, realizing that was the last customer of the little mini-blob that had formed. The shark felt strangely empty as he took note of this, and as he looked ahead he began to wonder when the next one would show up.

"Seems you've taken to this pretty well, huh?"

Colton looked behind him to see Kirk approaching. Colton immediately smiled, looking over as Kirk sat down next to him. "Yeah," the shark replied. He shrugged. "I thought I'd be getting some asshole customers, but so far everyone's been really awesome."

"Fans are the best," Kirk commented. "They're too busy being starstruck half the time to worry about being mean."

"I guess that would explain it," Colton replied. He then chuckled, shrugging at this. "And here I thought my engineering degree meant I wouldn't be able to handle crowds like this."

"You never know until you're in the thick of it." Kirk gently bumped Colton's shoulder with his fist. "But you're looking forward to stuff, right?"

"Oh, I can't wait for the Q&A now!" Colton smiled, leaning back against his chair. He then sighed, before rubbing his head. "It almost makes me sad that we're going to have to go back to the hotel at some point."

At this, Kirk blinked, before leaning towards Colton. "Oh yeah, about that!" the bunny said. "So Charlie and I were talking, and he's invited all of us for drinks at the hotel room tonight."

Colton's eyes widened just a little bit as soon as Kirk said this. He leaned back, looking up. "Really?" he asked.

"Just to party a little, let loose after the first day of the con," Kirk replied. He then smiled. "Yves may not go: you know how he is about that. But he mentioned that he and the guys really want to get to know you a little bit better."

Colton nodded, glancing to their neighboring booth. He noticed that Van and Jules were both seated out at the front, and as he looked at them he saw Charlie checking stock in the back. He studied their fur, the density of their muscles, the way they greeted the customers... And then, he thought to that rainbow anchor tattoo on Charlie's arm.

The shark turned to Kirk, smiling. "You know what?" he said. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea." He then leaned forward. "Be honest with me, though: is it getting to know me, or getting to know me?"

Kirk chuckled. "With Charlie, it's definitely both," he said.

"Then that's fine by me." Colton grinned, his jagged teeth showing. "I'll let him know next time he comes around with drinks."

"Good," Kirk said. He then leaned back. "Darren already told me he's in, and it's been ages since I last saw Charlie, so you'll be in the company of friends as well."

"Good." He then turned, seeing customers approach the booth. "Then we'll see what the night holds."

"For sure."

With this, the large bunny turned to the next person to approach the booth, a rather heavy-set rhino. As Kirk turned his attention there, Colton turned his attention to the guy right next to him, a rather burly wolverine who was studying the posters intently.

Colton only smiled. "How may I help you?"

----**----

The rest of the day was more or less a blur. The Q&A went very well, and while answering a lot of questions was not necessarily Colton's forte at first he eventually got the hang of it. There was nothing super notable that threw him for a loop, and it was a pleasant time for everyone involved.

Of course, after the Q&A was done with, it was time to leave for the hotel, and back to the hotel they went. Yves, being the businessman he always was, was the first to go back to the guys' hotel room: he had to take stock on inventory and see what they needed to refill from the van for Saturday, and he wanted to get a start on tallying the total amount of sales. This left Darren, Kirk, and Colton to make their way to the other room, and as they moved over there Colton's heart raced at the prospect of getting to meet the guys from Bare Bear.

So it was that Charlie was the one to answer the door. The big tuna was clad in nothing but a jockstrap, and so Colton got to have a good look at his physique. The pecs bulged out handsomely from that silvery torso, he sported an impressive six-pack, his thighs were thick as a log, and all of it was covered in the most intricate black tribal tattoo Colton had ever seen. Colton took a look at all of this, and he found himself taking a deep breath, swallowing gently as he looked at the man before him.

"O-oh..." Colton's blush raced all the way up his cheek, to the point it almost colored his yellowish scales a dark brown.

Darren could not resist laughing out loud at this. He turned away for a second, lifting his arms in the air as he walked in a circle. Colton immediately bared his teeth and shot him a death glare, although with the blush intensifying even further on his face it had none of the threatening effect, and just made Darren laugh harder.

Kirk shook his head, chuckling. "You know how to make an entrance, Charlie." He smiled, before stepping forward and hugging the tuna. "How are you?"

"Just dandy," Charlie replied, patting Kirk's back. He then pulled away, before looking right at Colton. "And hey there yourself, cutie. How are you doing today?"

Colton just blushed even further. "Well, uh..." He breathed in. "I'm alright, this day is... uh... it was good." He then nodded, trying to pass it off with a chuckle. "Yeah. It was good."

"Glad to hear." With this, Charlie stepped into the room, gesturing them in. "Come on in, Danny has just started with the drinks!" He then blinked, before nodding. "Oh, and we're making this an unofficial underwear party, so shirts and pants come right off once you get in."

"Gotcha." Kirk was the first to go in, and then Colton followed shortly after. As the shark dragged off his shirt and pants, however, he blushed, thankful for once that Kirk had had the foresight to convince him to go to the room with that golden thong underneath.

Indeed, when the thong was visible, Charlie vocalized his pleasure. "There ya go..." He smiled, before leaning against the back wall. "Figured you'd have that on you."

"I'm the only one who's worn it since I did my audition shoot," Colton replied. He blushed at this fact. "Apparently it fits me best."

"Yep." Darren shrugged, removing his pants and revealing his trademark red one-sided thong. "We can confirm that."

"No wonder it's the one everyone sees as the pin-up," said Charlie. He smiled, looking back to the beds before gesturing to Darren. "You look good, actually. You in the middle of a cut cycle?"

"The end of one, actually," Darren replied. He shrugged. "Good thing, too, because I'm not going to miss a chance to swing by Café Versailles while I'm here!"

"You'd be a fool to do that," Charlie commented. "Hope you got it in already!"

"Oh yes," said Kirk. He pulled his own shorts off, revealing a pink jockstrap that matched his fur quite well. "We're not about to miss that!"

Charlie blinked, looking down at Kirk's jockstrap color. "That's a new one," he said.

Kirk nodded. "Got it online last week," he said. "Now that we finally have a pink jockstrap, I can be color coded."

"Good," said Charlie as he stepped back into the room. "Then let's get this party started."

And with this, Colton walked in, the three bears from earlier either lounging around or preparing drinks. Van sat on the bed, the thick black fur protruding from a jockstrap that was much more form than function. Jules simply laid back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling as he drummed his fingers against his bare belly just above the tight boxer shorts he wore that outlined a cock that looked impressively sized even while flaccid. And of course, Danny stood at the desk, clothed in a rather simple white jockstrap as he mixed drinks and dunked ice into pitchers attentively.

The largest of the three bears looked up, before smiling at the three of them. "Hey, y'all," he said. "How are y'all doin' this fine night?"

"We're good," said Colton. He then walked in, before sitting on the bed close to where Jules was lying down.

"How'd the Q&A go?" asked Van. "I heard it was a really good one through the grapevine."

"You heard correctly." Kirk replied. He too sat on Jules' opposite side. "Colton here's taking to that very well, I have to say."

"He takes a lot well, from what I understand," Van replied.

Colton chuckled, before rubbing the back of his head. "Well... You know how it is, for this frat shark and all."

Danny turned, blinking in surprise. "You're still in school?" he asked.

"On an engineering degree, yeah," said Colton. He shrugged. "I didn't expect this when I started shooting with DragonRabbit, I'll tell you that much."

"Yeah," said Van. He then turned to Darren, who sat next to him and allowed himself to be pulled into the croc's lap. "I heard the story from Darren. How do you go from bathhouse to DragonRabbit star?"

"I was hoping to get him some other gay friends," Darren replied, his thick tail swishing to the side. "Figured it'd do him a lot of good."

"I reckon it's done way more than that, way I see it," Danny commented. He then turned to Colton, scratching him gently under the chin. "Ya found yerselves a mighty cute shark here."

Colton blushed at this, rubbing the back of his head nervously. "Th-thank you..." he said.

"I actually think it's interesting," said Van. He then pointed to Colton. "It's forming its own weird unintentional niche: DragonRabbit is starting to see more species of body types you don't expect in porn." He shrugged, before lifting his hand in the air. "I mean, you think about sharks in porn, and usually what comes to mind is the manly shark with big muscles and maybe a scar or two there." He then dragged a finger down his eye. "So of course, that plays into the stereotype of sharks as menacing, which is what most people who watch porn with sharks invariably want. They want the masculinity associated with that danger, they want to see it tame someone meeker."

"But I'm not that kind of shark," said Colton.

"Exactly, and I think that's what makes you stand out," said Van. He then shifted his position. "But you're also not a wimp, like you'd expect out of someone of your body type." He then leaned forward. "Which surprises me that you're actually much shyer in real life than your porn led me to believe you'd be."

Colton chuckled, giving a shrug as he sat back. "Yeah, that... you have to ease me into some things," he said.

"But once he's in, he can really take it," Darren commented. "He keeps underestimating how gifted he is, but deep down he's got the goods."

"Exactly," said Van. "And I don't think I've ever seen a video with Scott where the bottom actually teased him." He then lifted his hands. "All porn is a power play, and you still bring a strange type of teasing masculinity even despite being a bottom, which is rare to see."

Colton chuckled, bringing a hand up to his gills. "You make it sound so philosophical that way," he commented.

"Ah, that's just Van," Charlie replied. He then sat next to Colton on the bed. "Kid's busy with a master's degree in some artsy thing or something."

"Stage directing, thank you," Van said.

Colton blinked in surprise. "Really?" he asked. "Stage directing?"

The black bear winked at Colton, leaning forward. "There's more than meets the eye to me, you know," he said. He then winked at Colton, flexing for him. "Like how I'm actually usually the bottom."

"Yeah," said Danny. "Van usually bottoms for us, when we got a model who's a top but is either my or Jules' size. He's taken some real big moose dick pretty often."

Colton nodded, noticing how Van was smaller than the other two bears. "So I'm guessing you guys stick purely to bears?"

"Yep," said Charlie. He then patted Jules' belly. "Danny and Van are the mainstays, and Jules is the star of the show." He then smiled, rubbing the large bear's stomach. "You'll have to excuse the silence, he's a man of few words."

"I'll bet," said Colton. He then grinned, turning to the supine bear. "But he looks like he fucks like a beast."

"Oh he does," said Van. He then shrugged, looking to Jules. "Got the biggest cock I've ever seen. Nobody has managed to take him to the hilt yet."

"The fans've turned it into a challenge," Danny replied. He chuckled at this, arranging the glasses on the desk. "They're keepin' a tally o' how many models are gonna take 'im to the hilt. So far, we got none."

"We're thinking we'll make it a special occasion when we've _finally_got a bottom who can take him all the way to the hilt," said Charlie. He then looked to Jules, smiling at him. "Gotta give the fans what they want, right babe?"

Jules only nodded, his hand gently rubbing Charlie's tattoo. There was something slow about the way he did it, and as Colton watched the motion he became aware of the ring on Jules' hand. He blinked, before turning to Charlie and seeing a similar ring on Charlie's own hand.

As soon as he saw this, Colton reared his head back, lifting his hands and letting his index fingers meet in front of him. "Wait, you two...?"

Charlie winked at Colton in reply. "Well, let's just say the noise wasn't the only reason I left San Fran," said Charlie. He then smiled, looking down at Jules. "Bangor is home for him, so we went there together. Got married, bought a house, opened a porn studio with my experience on professional film sets..." He then gently scratched Jules' belly, the big bear rubbing the tattoo in turn.

Colton chuckled at this, bringing his teeth out. "Sounds romantic," he commented.

"It was." Charlie then smiled, looking down at Jules. "It's our pet project, so..."

And with this, Jules nodded.

Colton opened his mouth to say more, but before he could he felt some fur brush against his leg. He looked up, seeing Danny step aside and gesture to the desk, where various pitchers of differently colored drinks lay. The shark blinked, before leaning forward and looking at all of the drinks as the light glinted off of their cool surfaces.

"Well, boys, drink up," said Danny. "And y'all be mindful of how much ya drink. We're here to have fun, not ta wake up tomorrow mornin' with a hangover."

"Hearing you loud and clear on that," Kirk replied. He then reached forward, grabbing a glass as he moved towards the pitchers. "Here's to a good first day at the con!"

Colton grabbed his own glass, pouring from what he assumed was a pitcher of cherry vodka. "Cheers to that!"

And as they moved out of the way to let Charlie pour himself and Jules a glass, Kirk and Colton clinked glasses together.

----**----

"And then Charlie turns to me and says 'hey, shouldn't we tip the stripper already,' right? So then, after all that, Charlie produces the only dollar bill he has. It was a fifty, of course, and it went right down Darren's thong, right where the slit was."

"No kidding! That must have hurt!"

"Well, he took it out with his teeth later, and that was among other things he did with that slit that night."

"And after that, Darren and Charlie became fast friends."

"Yep. I'm sure it was just the tip."

"Oh, it was more than the tip, my dear tuna."

Colton could only laugh at this, throwing his head back as his cackling resounded through the room. Colton was seated in Kirk's lap, the rabbit gently massaging his shoulders. Charlie massaged the shark's feet, and it was then he got to feel the pleasant friction of the tuna's fingers against his feet. The scales were nice and soft, and to Colton's mind they were much more pliant, especially under the pleasant haze of the alcohol.

Charlie smiled, looking down at Colton as his foot massage continued. "So that was how we all met," the tuna finished. "Yves came later, and then I met Jules, and... well, the rest is history."

"No kiddin'." Colton sighed pleasantly, his leg brushing up against where Jules was resting. "How'd a porn studio come about?"

"Jules' old profession was that," said Charlie. "And, well, old habits die hard." He then looked to the massive bear. "Isn't that right?"

Jules merely grunted in reply. As Colton watched, the bear nodded, and then he leaned back, his head resting against the pillows as he looked up. He then gestured to the outline in his underwear, before bringing his arms back.

"His libido and mine were too overactive even now," Charlie admitted. "Sex with one guy is overrated as fuck, so we opened it back up, and here we are."

"And now he fucks on camera." Colton turned to Darren, where he was holding Van close to his body. Danny was situated right next to the smaller black bear, and they were all looking over at them. "At least, Jules does."

Colton nodded. "I figure you would be more behind the scenes," he said. "If it's called "BareBear..."

Charlie nodded. "Yeah," he said. "Jules is the face of the studio, but I am the eyes and ears of it."

Colton nodded. "So Toby, basically," he said. "Gotcha." He then smiled, leaning back and saying nothing more.

At this moment, a comfortable silence fell over the room. Colton felt warmth all around: warmth from Charlie's fingers, warmth from the fur of Kirk's torso pressing against his back, warm from where Jules' leg touched his, warm from the haze of the alcohol... Everything just fell in its right place, silence included.

Slowly, he looked up to Charlie. His motions on Colton's feet began to slow down, and they did not go down quite as deep. Now, they were more exploratory, more... sensual. Colton thus closed his eyes, letting the tuna rub those feet.

It was when he felt the moisture of a tongue against his foot that Colton allowed himself a moment to moan quietly. In turn, he felt Kirk's touches grow more exploratory, more firm in that way that only Kirk could touch him. Colton felt something stir in his loin at this form of contact, and he leaned back, rubbing Kirk's shoulders back.

"Yeah, baby..." Kirk whispered close to Colton's head. "We'll take good care of you here..."

As soon as Kirk had said this, Colton felt the tuna's tongue start to move up to his ankle, the wetness slowly riding up his leg. Instinctively, Colton spread his legs, letting the big tuna have his way with him. The whole while, those scaled hands massaged into his thigh, which drew shuddering breaths out of the shark.

Thus, when Colton felt that wet tongue brush against his thong, he groaned, feeling his hemipenis start to come out of its slit as Charlie gave it attention.

"There you go, babe," Kirk said. Colton felt the bunny's buck teeth come flush against his gills, the rabbit's tongue darting out. "Let him do that work..."

Colton moaned, one hand coming to the back of Kirk's head as he felt Charlie's tongue put pressure against his burgeoning hemipenis. It was enough to draw out a soft moan from him, even if it was purely pressure through cloth instead of actual wet tongue. Colton bucked gently into the contact, and he found his thong growing ever tighter.

And then, he felt the tongue leave the hemipenis, before licking just above his groin. Colton's languid moan seemed to course through his whole being, and he opened his eyes to see Charlie gripping the edges of the thong.

"May I?" the tuna asked.

"Yes..." Colton surprised himself with how easy that came out of him. "Please..."

Charlie smiled at this, before he pulled down, revealing Colton's full hemipenis to Charlie. The tuna grinned, licking the edges of his mouth as he pulled back, admiring the hemipenis for a minute.

"Just as big as in the movies," he said. "Toby knows his shit, kid..."

"Yeah..." Colton nodded, feeling Kirk's hand slowly travel up his side. "What are you going to do about it?"

"Give it some much-needed love." Charlie grinned, leaning forward as he snaked his tongue out and dragged it slowly across one of Colton's tapered lengths. "You don't get enough action from here."

The slow drag drew a moan out of the shark, but before he could say much else Charlie closed his eyes and began to lap up that hemipenis. Colton's moan immediately turned into a quiet cry, and as this happened his instinctively spread his legs further. He was vaguely aware of the fact that Jules' furry leg was no longer directly underneath his scales, but then he felt that the weight on the bed had shifted considerably as well.

And then, he felt an ursine tongue lap against the unattended half of the hemipenis, a different furred paw coming just around his torso. Colton moaned at the extra contact, bucking up into it as he brought his hands down, his scaled hands meeting both the scales of Charlie's head and the thick fur on Jules' head. He thus continued to lean against Kirk, letting the bunny massage his torso gently.

"Yeah, boy..." Kirk whispered by his head, before kissing it gently. "You look good like this..."

Colton could only moan in response, his nose turning under Kirk's chin. The bunny's fingers only continued to ghost over Colton's scales, the fur's light brushing only adding to what the tongues on his hemipenis delivered.

And then, he felt something strange: both of his lengths were pressed very lightly together, and between them he could feel Jules and Charlie's mouths meeting. Colton could only moan in confusion, and then he looked down to see Jules and Charlie making out, with his hemipenis right in the center of the action as they bobbed their way up and down.

Colton only knew that it felt good, and his moan came out more strangled than anything else had before.

It was then, too, that he felt Kirk's mouth plant itself gently on his gills. He moaned out, holding Kirk's head in close as the rabbit pulled himself closer to Colton. The shark could feel the bunny's hard-on rubbing against his tail, and while it was a hard-on he knew pretty well by that point Colton could not help but grind against it with each ministration.

It was then Colton heard a jagged moan. He opened his eyes, looking to the other bed to see that Darren and Danny were already going at it on Van: the black bear had his mouth around Darren's cock, his ass raised right into where Danny was tonguing that behind. The sight threw Darren off, and for a second, he grew very distracted.

That distraction went away as soon as he felt Jules' mouth leave his lengths. With this, he felt Charlie secure his mouth around both cocks, and this sent Colton's back arching just enough. He then felt Kirk pull away, and Colton moaned at the loss of contact as he was pulled to his feet.

He did not have to wait long, however, for then a furry muzzle planted itself right up against his ass, a thick ursine tongue pressing into his asshole. Colton moaned out louder at this, the tongue pressing its way into him as it also slobbered that hole. Colton could only rearrange his hands, pulling both heads close as he squeezed his eyes shut. His moans began to grow more frequent, and as he felt the two mouths give him their full attention he threw his head back in pleasure.

"Lookin' beautiful there..." Kirk said, rubbing Colton's torso. "So nice..."

And with this, Colton felt his head get angled up into a kiss. Colton's tongue snaked out, gently pressing against the buck teeth before wrestling with Kirk's tongue. His moans went straight into the rabbit's mouth, and as Jules' tongue pressed in deeply and Charlie's tongue swerved around the hemipenis in the mouth Colton's tail could only stiffen. The moans kept up, and Colton was sure if this kept up he would eventually burst.

It was right at that moment that Jules and Charlie both pulled off. Colton then felt himself get gently pushed back onto the bed, and as he looked up he saw Charlie climbing onto the bed above him. It was only then that Colton got a good look at Charlie's cock: certainly, it was shorter than Kirk's, but it was still quite impressive considering how thick it was. It throbbed well and good, and there was enough pre spouting out that Colton had no doubt it would fit in.

Even so, Charlie reached for the nightstand, grabbing a bottle of lube and quickly squirting and spreading it all over his cock. "You've got no idea how much I've been wanting this, Colton," Charlie whispered as he settled in between the shark's legs. "I've been dreaming of your ass."

In response, Colton showed Charlie his toothy smile once again. "I hope it's as tight as you're hoping." He then adjusted, spreading his legs wide as he looked up to Charlie. "Give it to me."

Charlie chuckled. "As you wish."

With this, Charlie lined his cock up with Colton's entrance, and with a quick thrust he was in. Colton only moaned at this point from the entry, throwing his head back and letting his teeth part slightly as Charlie thrusted in. Colton's eyes almost bulged out at first, though: he never thought someone could be thicker than Yves, but Charlie filled that slot easily. Even the fact that Charlie hilted sooner than Yves would have was lost to him as he felt just how thick that cock was inside of him.

He heard Charlie chuckle above him. "Mmph... This is _better_than I imagined." The tuna pulled out, before thrusting back into Colton. "Take it, baby."

Colton only nodded. In short order, his legs wrapped around Charlie's waist as the tuna thrusted in and out slowly. The shark let out a moan as that cock slid in and out of his ass, and at the way Charlie leered at him lustfully from above. Colton looked to Charlie with half-lidded eyes, and he slowly began to push back against the thrusts as one of his hands gently stroked Charlie's neck.

The shark then blinked, though, for soon he saw Jules come up behind Charlie. He then looked back to the tuna, watching as the big guy seized up, his eyes widening somewhat. Colton's gaze turned back to Jules, and then he watched the bear slowly press his hips closer and closer to Charlie's ass. That scaled tailfin was soon raised in the air, and Jules gripped the tail for purchase. Colton could almost feel that huge ursine cock bottom out inside Charlie just from the tuna's harsh exhale, and how he stayed still and panted atop Colton for a few seconds.

"Holy fuck, babe..." Charlie panted, bracing his hands on either side of Colton's head. "Always so..."

And right as Colton looked on, Jules smirked. He said nothing, however, instead pressing his hand into the back of Charlie's head. Colton then looked on, seeing how Charlie's face grew almost immediately closer. Colton studied everything about Charlie up close: the way his scales shined with sweat, the way those deep green eyes almost glowed above him, the face contorted in pleasure above him...

Colton barely had time to move, before a pointed thrust from Jules made Charlie's head move so that both aquatics were breathing the same air.

The shark got the hint: quickly, he brought his arms up, pulling Charlie's torso down the rest of the way and locking lips with him. Charlie responded in kind, and the two of them brushed their tongues against each other, hotly making out in front of the tuna's husband with a wild abandon that could only have been brewing from the moment they met the day before.

Then, Jules began thrusting in earnest, and each thrust sent Charlie thrusting into Colton beneath him. It was thus that the three moved as one, with the large bear thrusting into Charlie with such force that Charlie could only reciprocate by thrusting into Colton. The shark simply held on for dear life, doing his best to keep Charlie's cock deep inside of him as the two hotly made out.

When they parted, Charlie and Colton looked each other deep in the eyes, and Colton could feel the scaled hand run over his chest. Before they could do much else, though, a pink, fleshy cock flew in between their faces. Colton blinked, looking up at Kirk as the bunny grinned at them.

They needed no command: almost immediately, the both of them were licking all over that thick cock. Occasionally, their tongues would touch, and whenever they did Charlie and Colton would make out, Kirk's cock right in the middle of their mouths. By then, Colton was confident enough in his abilities to be able to handle getting that cock in between his mouth, and at that point all he could feel was the cock on his tongue, the cock inside of him, the bedsheet on his back, the scaled hands that ran up and down Colton's own scales...

The only warning that he had that the whole thing was about to come crashing down was a couple of fast thrusts from Jules causing Charlie to buck in faster than usual. He even heard Jules grunt, the only vocalization he'd made the whole time, and then he felt more than heard Charlie moan in pleasure above him. It was then that the scaled hands moved to Colton's hemipenis, and Colton groaned as Charlie began to furiously stroke that dual cock.

And then, Colton watched as Charlie popped off, inhaling and crying out. He recognized the crescendo of someone climaxing almost immediately, and as he noticed this Colton felt himself grow close to the edge as well.

Colton then grinned, gripping Kirk's cock and stroking it furiously before clenching as hard as he could around Charlie's cock.

That did it: all at once, Charlie squeezed his eyes shut, his head slamming into Colton's chest. Shortly after, Colton felt Charlie's cum flood his ass, that warmth filling him deep and gushing a little on his hole. This sent the shark over the edge as well, and he let out a loud cry as he came hard between his and Charlie's torsos. He felt the whole world stop, and he found himself lying back just in time to see Kirk stroking himself to completion. He closed his eyes: right on cue, he felt Kirk's cum land on his face.

And with that, the whole thing came to a halt. Colton's entire being buzzed in contentment, with one hand flopped on the bed and the other gently caressing Charlie's back. He laid there in the post-sex haze, feeling nothing but good things as his forehead pressed against Charlie's.

Slowly, Colton became aware of the sound of hips still slapping against hips. He blinked, before looking past Charlie to see Darren standing by the bed and pounding into Van's ass, the black bear moaning rather quietly around Danny's cock on the bed. Colton looked just in time to see Darren's face screw up in pleasure, before he gave the signature deep bellow that signaled his climax.

Colton sighed, before looking up to Charlie. "Well..." He exhaled, pulling himself close. "That was..."

"Yeah..." Charlie chuckled at this, before leaning forward and licking some of Kirk's cum off of Colton's face. "That was something." He then glanced to the side, frowning in surprise. "Only 10:20?"

Colton blinked, before following Charlie's gaze to the bedside clock. Indeed, the time read as only 10:20, and as Colton looked on he reared his head back in surprise. He then looked back up to Kirk.

"The night is pretty young, still," said Kirk. He chuckled, before sitting back down. "I dunno about you guys, but I could go for another round."

Charlie exhaled, before gently pulling off from Colton. "You know, I probably could too, but I'd need to decompress a little first."

Colton blinked, before sitting up. "Decompress from what?" he asked.

"Oh, that's just a thing the boss does." Colton whipped his head towards Van, who looked nonchalant even as he wiped a spot of cum off of his muzzle. "He'll take a swim to decompress after a good day. Helps him go to sleep."

Colton blinked, before looking back to Charlie. "Even after sex?" he asked.

"It's a ritual," Charlie replied. He then chuckled, looking up at Jules. "He's used to that by now."

Colton nodded, before smiling. "I see," he said. He chuckled nervously. "To tell you the truth, I was kind of thinking of taking a dip in there at some point."

Even though Colton could not see it, he could feel Kirk and Darren's simultaneous eyebrow raise right at the moment that he could hear Darren's raucous laugh from behind Charlie. "Hey, good news is the pool is blocked off from view to everyone else, and it closes at midnight!"

Colton nodded, looking to Charlie. "Well..." He chuckled, glancing to the side. "Maybe we could take a dip in there together?"

And here, Colton was greeted by Charlie's pleased grin.

"I'd like that," Charlie replied.

----**----

It took a little bit of time for everyone to get untangled from each other's limbs long enough for Charlie and Colton to be able to get on somewhat more presentable attire and make their way down to the pool, but they managed to do so eventually. Colton of course still had his thong on, but Charlie had opted for a Speedo that barely managed to hide how thick his junk was. Maybe it was partly that Colton had just had it in his own ass, but the smaller shark wondered how anything could hold it.

Still, he was not about to complain: the fact it was very late at night meant that the two aquatics had the pool entirely to themselves, and this was a fact Colton immediately took advantage of. He took the opportunity to swim down the entire length of the pool, submerging himself in the cool water and allowing himself to remain submerged long enough to get his gills active again.

It was refreshing, and it also afforded Colton an opportunity to process everything. The day had been moving so fast he'd barely had any time at all to think about anything, and there somewhere between the bottom of the pool and the surface of the water he had the time to think of how everything had come to pass. It was all still just a blur, but overall he felt better than he had felt in a long while. There was something freeing about everything: sure, he had not told his family any of what had happened, but overall he felt he was in a good place.

His tailfin kicked out: before he knew it, he had surfaced, and thus settled into a place in the shallow end next to Charlie.

"You're takin' to the water there, huh?" Charlie asked as Colton nestled in next to him.

"I kind of have to," said Colton. "The frat house doesn't really have a pool, and my folks don't have one in Indiana, either."

Charlie nodded right as Colton stopped next to him, before scooting closer. "Now what the hell brings an aquatic kid to some town in Indiana?" he asked.

"Dad had work," said Colton. "And... well, he stayed there ever since."

"You ever tell him his kid is working in porn?" asked Charlie.

Colton chuckled. "Oh hell no," he said. "Pretty sure the guy would kill me if he ever found out, so I just keep that to myself." He then sighed, shaking his head. "I've got to keep a lot of things to myself around him. I had to fight him just to go to San Francisco, really."

"Oooh, he's one of those dads," Charlie replied. He nodded, draping his arm over Colton's shoulders. "You know you don't have to put up with that crap if you don't want to, right?"

"I mean..." Colton sighed, looking forward. "It'd be nice to have a dad who wouldn't hate you just for certain things about you, you know?" He leaned forward, his smile falling somewhat as he held his hands together under the water. "But I know him, and I know as soon as he finds out about the porn he's not going to consider me a son."

Charlie nodded, his own expression turning somber. "I'm sorry to hear that," he said. "But you know you've got great friends in Darren and Kirk, right?"

"And the rest of the DragonRabbit guys, yeah," Colton replied. He nodded, smiling up at the tuna. "Hell, this came up when Marek and I first talked before we shot our first video together. They've got my back, and..." He inhaled, before smiling. "It just feels great."

"Sometimes we choose our families as gay men," Charlie replied. He then leaned back, looking up at the sky. "Darren and Kirk were the brothers I never got to have, and I'm sure you know by now that me and Kirk and everyone else are the only people Darren can call family, so..."

Colton turned, looking up to Charlie. "And you?" he asked.

Charlie chuckled, before shrugging. "I was one of the lucky ones," he said. "Both mom and dad were fine with it." He then smiled. "They even braved the difficulty of finding a good airport in Maine to make it up to mine and Jules' wedding."

Colton settled in, pulling himself closer to Charlie. "Sounds nice," he said. He then paused, looking over to Charlie. "You think I've found my chosen family?"

"Oh, for sure," Charlie replied. He then grinned, before tapping Colton on the nose gently. "Far as I'm concerned, you couldn't have picked a hotter chosen family, either."

"Yeah..." Colton sighed happily, leaning against Charlie's pecs as he brought an arm around and pulled him close. "If it leads to friendships like this."

Charlie chuckled in reply, his right hand squeezing Colton's arm gently. "Oh, come on now, don't go teasin' this old sea dog here," he said, lifting his hand. "You've already got me hot under the collar."

"I could tell from how quick you were to fuck me," Colton replied, giving him a grin back, before leaning forward and pulling his mouth close to Charlie's gills. "And believe you me, I can get you even hotter."

With this, Colton's tongue darted out, and he licked at Charlie's gills. The tuna let out a surprised moan, and he looked down to Colton with eyes that nearly bulged out past their sockets. "N-now?" he asked. "Here?"

Colton grinned playfully. "Why not?" he asked.

Charlie's gaze turned to the door of the pool. His mind worked overtime to think of whether they could get away with it. It was a gay-oriented resort, certainly, but he did not know if there was a rule against fucking in the pool. But on the other hand, as he looked up, all the windows and all the curtains showed that people were either sleeping, or they had kept the blinds closed to prepare for the next morning. He then looked to the door, to see that there were no hotel attendees.

Finally, Charlie nodded, before chuckling and leaning towards Colton. "Come 'ere, then."

With this, he kissed Colton forcefully and passionately. The shark moaned into this as Charlie turned around, trapping the lithe shark between the pool wall and his body. In response, Colton's hands shot up to Charlie's head, pulling the tuna in close as Colton felt his hemipenis harden once again.

Colton did not have to wait long for Charlie to grip his cocks in the water, and he also felt Charlie's thick pole rub up against his own. This sent Colton moaning into the kiss, and he wound up hiking himself up and wrapping his legs around Charlie's waist. This allowed the tuna to pull him up onto the edge of the pool, and the tuna thus began to beat Colton's meat faster.

The shark then grinned, before breaking the kiss. Quickly, he ducked under the water, seeing Charlie's cock hard as a rock underneath. He immediately got to his knees, and with the speed that only a shark could, he pulled the cock into his mouth, sucking on it hard while letting his gills remain open to process that water.

Charlie cried out, and soon Colton felt scaled hands on his head. He grinned, only focusing on bobbing his head up and down as fast as he could. The water made that a little difficult, what with the resistance it had, but Colton soon grew used to it, letting water in through the edges of his mouth as he continued sucking that glorious cock.

He could barely hear Charlie's moans above him, but the encouraging way the tuna massaged his head kept him going, and so he continued in his ministrations.

Eventually, he felt one of Charlie's hands come down to his chin, before Colton was lifted out of the pool water. Colton took an intake of breath as soon as he was out, and he was met by being turned around almost immediately and bent over the pool. Charlie grinned, before stepping up and spitting on his cock.

"We're lucky it's the shallow end," Charlie replied. He then lined his cock up with Colton's hole. "Hope you're ready, kid, you got me _real_riled up."

And with this, Charlie thrusted in. Colton let out a soft moan, his hemipenis finally breaking out of the thong as Charlie pulled back and began a pace of quick thrusts. Charlie moved the shark's long tail out of the way, before leaning over Colton and holding him close as he thrust into him.

"Oh yeah..." Colton looked back at Charlie as his scales slid across the bricks beside the pool. "You... ah... wanted to do this since you saw... aw, fuck... me get fucked on video, did you?"

"Fuck yeah, boy," Charlie replied, increasing the pace of his thrust. "Wanted to--ah, shit--fuck you real hard."

"Yeah..." Colton moaned, pressing back against the quickening thrusts. "Well, good news for you... Ah... I wanted you in me when I first... ah... saw you... aw, shit!"

"Is that so?" Charlie leaned closer, a tongue flicking across Colton's gills. "Glad to... aw, fuck! Glad to oblige..."

Colton nodded, before looking at Charlie and gripping his head with one hand. "Yeah... Fuck me hard, Charlie... Aw, fuck..."

As if on cue, Charlie's thrusts picked up in speed and brutality, and it was to the point Colton felt his skin begin to scratch on the bricks. He was getting fucked hard, and Colton could not be any happier at how brutally Charlie was going at it. His moans grew louder and louder, to the point that Charlie eventually just stuffed his fingers into Colton's mouth to keep his moaning down. Still, Colton would not have traded this for anything, and as Charlie sped up, Colton's tail snaked around his waist and held him close.

Soon enough, Charlie wound up biting down on Colton's shoulder. The tuna's teeth were not hard enough to leave a mark in his hide, but Colton heard the tuna grow louder and louder with each thrust in. The fingers in his mouth also left, and Colton's jaw was left free to move. This brought Colton right up to the edge, and he could feel himself growing closer to climax.

He thus reached for his hemipenis, pulling it so the tip shot onto the brick beneath him, not into the water. He thus stroked himself furiously. "Yeah, Charlie," Colton replied. "Right inside me, please... Just like last time..."

This did it: once again, Colton felt the familiar warmth of cum flooding his insides, and with this he let out a guttural moan as he came hard on the edge of the pool. He moaned out loud, throwing his head back in pleasure as he squeezed his eyes shut, riding out the familiar post-sex glow with Charlie balls deep inside of him.

The two of them remained joined like this for a short while, before Charlie pulled back. Colton sighed as he felt the tuna pull out, and Colton turned to look up at the tuna. He began to look around the pool area, no doubt for the speedo that he had clearly lost inside the pool. Colton then looked at Charlie's expression, seeing how utterly winded he looked, for such a strong guy.

Colton did not know what came over him at that moment, but he grinned. "That all you got?"

Charlie blinked, turning to Colton. "Wh-what?" he asked.

Colton grinned, lifting a leg up and using it to perk his ass out a little further. "Don't tell me that's all you've got, big guy," he said, flashing his teeth at Charlie.

The tuna stood dumbfounded for a second. "You still have the stamina to go on?" he asked.

"Oh, Charlie..." Colton narrowed his eyes deviously. "I'm a predator at heart, and I'm always hungry for more..."

That did it. The tuna shook his head, before walking back. It was clear the tuna wanted more as he rolled Colton onto his back on the pool deck, his cock still hard and ready for more action.

"Oh, you," said Charlie. "No wonder the fans want you for more."

"I aim to please," said Colton. He then stroked Charlie's face as the tuna perched above Colton. "Now shut up and fuck me."

Charlie grinned at this, before descending onto Colton's neck. "Yes, sir."

----**----

The rest of the convention became a sort of blur. Encounters bled into one another, DVD sales went about as expected, and then afterwards on Saturday Colton and the guys went out for food and then alcohol. Colton got to experience some of Miami's gay nightlife for himself, and there he got recognized by a few more people who were surprised he was in town. The whole time, everyone was excited that they had Colton in their midst, and this made everything so worth it.

Thus, by the time Monday morning rolled around and the convention had ended, Colton was almost sad that he would have to return to his daily grind at his university. It was such that he wound up at the hotel's entrance, minding everything as Yves had gone to get the rental car. He sat on his suitcase, looking up as Kirk, Darren, and Charlie were all similarly gathered around him. Van propped himself up against a suitcase not too far away, and he and Danny were both looking in on the conversation.

"So you sold out of all the posters, huh?" Charlie asked as he leaned over Colton. "Little shark boy is moving up in the world!"

"You know it!" Kirk shrugged, looking almost proud of this. "We actually didn't think they would sell super well, considering that DragonRabbit is more of a muscle studio than anything." He then looked down to Colton. "But apparently, like Van said, they like their lithe shark boys, too."

"I guess." Colton rubbed the back of his head. "This was a really awesome experience."

"I reckon you'll be back next year then?" Danny asked, leaning forward.

Colton enthusiastically nodded. "Oh yeah," he said. "I gotta say hi to my fans again!"

"That you do," said Darren. He then chuckled, looking back to Charlie. "And it's always lovely to see you as well. We'll be seeing you at the convention in Paris soon enough, right?"

"Yep," said Charlie. He then grinned at Colton. "Will I be seeing you there?"

And here, Colton sighed, glancing to the ground. "No," he replied. "Yves thought it'd be too overwhelming for someone who only went now."

Charlie nodded. His face fell slightly, but Colton could tell Charlie was not as disappointed as Colton expected. "Yeah, I guess I see that," he said. "The gay culture in Europe is much more intense than here in the States, so Yves probably made a good call there."

"Yeah," said Colton. He then leaned back, before looking up at the tuna. "But, y'know... I've never been to Maine before."

"Is that right?" asked Van. The black bear leaned forward, smiling. "Well, if you ever decide to come, let us know. We'd love to have you at some point."

"And hey, look at it this way: you won't have to pay room and board." Charlie winked at Colton. "I'm sure Jules can make space for you in the bed."

Colton smiled at this, before rubbing the back of his head. "I'll think about it for sure," he said.

At this moment, a car horn sounded from the driveway. At this, Colton looked up, before seeing Yves drive in with the white van. At this, Colton stood up, before watching as Yves parked the van and stepped out.

"Sorry," he said, rubbing the back of his head. "Traffic getting out of the garage was rough. Hopefully it won't hold down the MacArthur Causeway."

"We better hope not," said Van as he stood up. "You have a bunch of time zones to cross, after all."

"That we do," said Colton. He then stood up, looking over to Charlie as the tuna stepped forward. "I'll hit you up about Bangor soon."

Charlie smiled, resting his hand on Colton's shoulder. "Lookin' forward to it, kid." With this, he leaned forward, planting a kiss on Colton's head. "Oh, and bring plenty of sexy lingerie: I know Jules would appreciate getting to tap that fine ass of yours in the morning as much as I."

Colton only smiled at this, before he hugged Charlie back. "I'll keep that in mind." He then turned to Van and Danny, walking to them and opening his arms out. "It was great to meet you guys too."

"Likewise." Van was the first to pull in, tightly hugging Colton. The shark could barely reciprocate as Danny joined in the hug, hugging both of them so tightly Colton found himself fighting for air. "We'll introduce you to the whole of New England when you're here, so be prepared."

"Will do." Colton then turned, before grabbing his suitcase. He then spared a look at Charlie, Van, and Danny. "Until next time!"

"Seeya, kid," said Danny. "Don't be a stranger now."

And with this, Colton smiled, before bringing his suitcase to the back of the rental van. Darren had already opened the door, and it did not take him long to deposit his suitcase next to Darren's and Kirk's. With this, Colton closed the doors, and the guys piled into the van shortly afterwards.

Colton opted to sit at the window still facing the hotel, and as they pulled away he could not help but look back. As he did, he watched as Charlie, Van, and Danny all vanished from view. He felt a lingering sense of regret that he could not have spent a longer time at the convention with them, but as he settled back into his seat, he sighed contentedly. What time he had spent with them had been absolutely wonderful, and he would not have given it up for anything.

Colton was pulled back into reality by the furred hand that touched his scales. "Had a good time?" Kirk asked.

The shark turned to the bunny. "Yeah." Colton smiled, before leaning towards the driver's seat. "So when's the next one in the States?"

And at this, Yves nodded, giving the shark a little smile.

"Next one we're doing here in the States is in our back yard," he said. His eyeliner really popped as he turned his head slightly. "And it's funny you should mention that..."