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So I was hanging out on a Saturday night with the usual group of girls. I dunno how it became such a consistent group of just women and me, but we had several classes together and got along, so we'd meet up a lot to study or just get silly. I guess being music majors at a small college just made us all a natural fit. Me, Lisa, Jessie, Hadley, and Ana.

No, I never fucked any of them. Technically.

Anyway. Saturday night in November, we were at Lisa's apartment, and after a few rounds of drinking games they had me naked and were tugging on my cock--

Yeah, that happened a lot. They all thought it was fun to just get me butt-naked and hold me down on the floor and tease the hell out of me. They said it was cute to have a guy friend like me that didn't try to fuck them all the time, and that they could just play around with if they wanted to. Hey, it was fine by me!

So they had me naked on my back, my head was in Ana's lap, and Jessie and Lisa each had one hand on the back of one of my thighs, keeping my legs lifted slightly spread. Hadley was between them, and I could see her between my legs. She had a hold of my dick and had been slowly squeezing and stroking me for probably about 15 minutes at that point. Nah, they weren't doing it to get me off. Usually just kept my cock stiff for an hour or so then let my balls get blue. They said that was cute too. I was usually drunk with them anyway, hell I have a hard enough time jizzing when I'm sober. I liked the casual playful atmosphere anyway.

They always stayed fully clothed though, that was the sorta embarrassing part. Sure it was exciting for me, but man you really feel on display like that. Especially since because of their favorite position, with my legs folded up nearly to my chest, of course they could see my asshole the whole time. They never played with it until this night, just had it out and occasionally commented about it. Yeah, it's awfully vulnerable just having your butthole out for viewing to a bunch of chick friends while they give you a handjob. What was I gonna do though? Say stop? It was a thrill even if I was a little butthole-nervous.

Ana was cradling my head and stroking my cheeks and tusks, and Jessie and Lisa were running their other hands slowly all over my chest and stomach. Otters do love belly-rubs, after all. In between them all taking sips of their drinks they had sitting on the floor nearby, they'd coo and comment about how coarse yet slick my fur is, thanks to otterness again, and god when they'd tickle or knock on my saberteeth and say how thick and sexy they were, I thought heaven itself couldn't be any better.

The fifth beer I'd had before they started holding my arms and legs down was starting to kick in, and combined with the hypnotic hardness of my cock and the surely visible rhythmic flexing of my asshole in time with the deliberate strokes of said cock, my mind was slipping into an extremely pleasant daze as the ladies started discussing their favorite football players. Which perked me right back up.

We were all in marching band together too, besides Ana. So we had plenty of time in-between stand cheers to admire all the players in their plastic body armor and ridiculously butt-cupping pants. The girls were all agreeing that comparing the athletes' asses in-between plays was the most interesting part of the game, and even coming out of my nudity-induced fog, I was planning to agree with them wholeheartedly. Though of course I had more to say about football ass than any of them, and before long I'd be saying it.

"I dated Josh Bursen for a few weeks my freshman year," Jessie was saying while patting my bare stomach absently. "Turned out to be a huge asshole. Only fucked once. Jon's cock is bigger than his." I glanced at her almost dreamily, but she was staring appreciatively at my penis, which was pulsing stiffly in Hadley's palm. I licked my lips and grunted to clear my throat, getting ready to tell the girls my dirty secret. Speaking of huge assholes...

"I wonder how many of the football players have smaller dicks than you, Jon. Probably most of them," Hadley herself commented while squeezing the base of my exposed shaft, mashing my stiffened scrotum down with her fist and making me groan helplessly even as I was flattered. Hadley is a blonde kangaroo, and she always seemed to like grabbing my penis the most, though they all took their turns feeling my privates at times.

Ana, a very fluffy lynx, chuckled and ran a finger around my lips as my whiskers quivered. "It'd be fun to get them all naked and compare them. Bet you wouldn't mind seeing the whole football team naked, would you Jon?"

I had to say it then. "Well, I've...rimmed all of them." As soon as I finished saying it, I felt my cock throb against Hadley's hand, and I moaned softly. I'm sure my asshole clenched again, but none of the girls were looking down there for once.

Their rubbing and teasing stopped momentarily. "Wait...you mean the football team?" Jessie asked, staring down at me with her big brown eyes wide. They matched her nut-brown foxy fur so well...

I gulped, and nodded. "All of them. Every single one."

"Holy shit," I heard Lisa say, and then none of them spoke or moved for a minute. I'm sure they were doing the math in their heads. Like I said, it was a really small college, which I liked because it felt like a second chance at a close-knit fun high school experience I never had. With less than ten thousand students, that meant our sports teams were smaller than the hundred or so footballers at larger colleges... but still.

"How did you...do that?" Jessie stammered, her eyes still incredulous. Still none of them moved a muscle, staring agog either at each other or down at me. My penis throbbed again, and again I licked my lips to wet them.

"Started with just one last year...then at parties a few more...then some of the juniors and seniors snuck me into the locker room after a practice...then this year they made it an initiation for all the newcomers..." My whiskers twitched anxiously at their speechlessness. I mean, I know they had me naked and they could even see my bare butt and butthole for Christ's sake, but maybe this was oversharing.

Finally Hadley chipped at the freeze. "You've seriously licked ALL their assholes? That's...amazing. Fuck." She gave my straining cock a squeeze, then restarted her thoughtful stroking rhythm.

"I knew you were an ass guy, but damn, that's another level." Ana smiled wickedly down at me, her thumbs starting rub behind my ears as she held my head. The other two girls' hands returned to roaming my torso and arms too, and god I couldn't help it, I purred. Probably remembering how her fingers had traced my lips a few minutes ago, Ana giggled out, "Dunno how much I should be touching your mouth anymore, haha!"

The others laughed too, and all finally relaxed. And then came the questions. We'd joked before about how much I like eating ass, but never any specifics. But this time, they wanted all the details. They were as fascinated by this exploit as they were by my naked body. I saw Hadley and especially Jessie starting to take more and more glances down at my asshole, which made me squirm appreciatively. And it started to put me in a really butthole mood, not gonna lie.

Jessie asked what Josh Bursen's ass was like, since she'd only glimpsed his bare cheeks when they'd gone out last year. He was a stocky but smooth cougar, and I remembered it well. "Ass is soft. Asshole is pink. The ring pokes out a little bit. Really...nice to suck on...ohhHHHH!" Just talking about butthole out loud to my female friends was exciting and exotic enough, but Hadley had given my swollen jutting cock a harder stroke at the end of my sentence, making my eyes roll back and cutting me off.

They quizzed me about other players' asses. I remembered more about some than others, because the "some" I've had several times. Repeat customers, if you will. A few of the senior players, I swear I have their assholes memorized. I could pick them out of a lineup just by their anus.

Lisa, a shapely bear herself, asked, "So who on the team has your favorite butthole?"

I moaned out loud just from the thought of it, the answer a no-brainer. "Terry Rodham. Oh god. His asshole. It's sooooo biggggg..." I involuntarily licked my lips, my tongue nudging Ana's hand as she scratched under my chin.

The four women gasped. "Terry?!" I knew they were all thinking of the hulking moose himself, the center of the team, a senior. Biggest, fleshiest, loosest anus I've ever gotten my mouth on. It haunted my dreams. And I figured while I was at it, I'd let loose a few related details too. "His...nuts are huge too...couldn't even fit ONE in my mouth..."

They all giggled almost helplessly. That kind of "holy fuck I can't believe we're hearing this" laughter. But they were hooked. Then Hadley asked, just a little tentatively, "Have any of them... fucked you?"

My whole body felt hot for a second. I think that counts as blushing. "You mean...in my ass?"

I felt rubbing on my left butt cheek. I could see Lisa's arm, she was reaching down there. And fingers were...creeping. Hadley stopped jerking me off and just squeezed my penis firmly. "Yeah," she breathed, seeming a little more interested in the answer than anything previous. And Lisa's fingers...yes, they found my butthole. And rubbed it.

"Yes. I let some of them fuck me. They can have my asshole if I can have theirs oh GOD!" Hadley started stroking me again, fast this time. This was the most I'd ever been pleasured by any of them, usually they just idly toyed with me.

"Jeez, Had, let him breathe..." Jessie admonished, but she was rubbing the side of my bare ass now too, and I could hear her own breath sounding more excited. "Tell us, Jon. Who on the team has fucked you?"

I shook my head side to side. I was bursting to tell, but I didn't want to out anybody... "Aw, please? Just name one. For us. We'll keep it a secret..." Hadley cajoled, really cranking my cock now.

"Bradley! Brad Amars fucks me! He pisses in my mouth then fucks me in the ass and his asshole is really puffy oh fuuuuck you better slow down..." My lips were now as loose as they were the night I rimmed all the incoming freshmen on the team a few months ago, at the behest of the upperclassmen. Most butthole I've ever had in one night, though actually not by much.

Another goggle-eyed look and helpless laugh passed between the ladies at the idea of beefy tiger Brad pissing down my throat, which he'd done multiple times the past year or so before shoving his less-than-average cock up my asshole in my dorm room shower stall. The girls had been right actually; of all the cocks I'd seen (and sucked and taken) from the team, mine was bigger than a good 70% of them. There were several bulls and horses on the team that skewed the statistics though.

Anyway, there were a few more questions asked and answered and Jessie took over jacking my poor bursting cock while Lisa and Hadley both increasingly toyed around with my butthole. The bottom of Jessie's fist was pushing down my incredibly tight-pulled nutsack with each deliberate stroke now.

My whole body felt hot and liquid and prickly again. My head thrummed with the height of my beer-buzz and the deepest shameful arousal I've ever felt. I just moaned wordlessly and writhed my hips as much as I could. Lisa and Hadley's fingers were still tugging this way and that at my own anus, now feeling put on the spot with the very frank butthole-talk. My eyes darted between all their faces, trying to gauge how much they were judging me. And to my jittery shock, I saw small smiles emerging on their faces as they looked at each other.

"Jon, you are nasty as hell," Lisa said with a widening grin, and she squeezed my butt cheek. Jessie's hand started pumping my dick again.

I laid my head back between Ana's fluffy thighs, relief making me go slack except for my tense legs. "I'm fucking...going to...fucking cum if you don't...stop doing that to me. Oh god I'm so sorry, you're gonna make meeeeeee..."

Hadley said in almost a whisper, "Tell us what will make you cum, Jon."

My throat felt gummy and thick. I grunted again. I might as well. "Can I... can one of you... if you want to... show me your breasts?"

Second most awkward silence of the night, but not nearly as long. They were still all grinning. Jessie said, "Well now. I thought you were gay."

"I'm...bisexual. I just really appreciate this and uh... since you've all seen my asshole and everything and now you know so much about me, I..."

I never finished that rambling half-thought, because at that point Ana lifted up her arms and shirked her shirt. I stared up dumbly from her lap, mesmerized and worshipful. She flipped the cups of her bra upward, and her tits tumbled out. I knew she had the second-biggest boobs in the group, after Hadley's, but just as with assholes, size isn't everything to me with breasts, just personality. And Ana's were full, fatty, bulbously rounded on the bottom, with wide gray-skin nipples surrounded by her spotted gray-white fur.

From then on, I was speechless. Jessie gave me a true handjob, working my big penis with real affection and strength, and Hadley slipped a finger up into my butthole. I do like a good bit of friction, and despite me not having a very large asshole, it's fairly easy to get into, so she didn't even need to use too much spit. Her knuckle tugged on the rim of my anus, the tip of her finger juuuuuuust rubbing at my rock-hard prostate, while I stared upward at Ana's bared boobs. There was no luckier guy than me on campus that night.

Then Jessie husked out, "Think about Terry Rodham's huge asshole...coming toward your lips..."

I came so hard I screamed, and actually blacked out for several seconds.

So yeah, they totally know. We still hung out plenty after that, just as regularly. They still got me naked a lot, sometimes even at public parties. And hell, they even played with my asshole a few more times. And even that same night as my confessions, I got a few friendly vaginas pressed down onto my mouth so they could get some of the release they so graciously gave me.

And yes, they sometimes slyly tease me about what I told them. Football games are even more fun now. More than once, I've been quietly accused of having an ass-eating grin on my tusky muzzle while watching the team line up for a down.

They're not a bit wrong.