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"So, you'd be getting your own bedroom, and you'd only have to pay for your share of the utilities and the rent...the fridge is kind of a 'free range' option, and we're all pretty good about taking care of our share of the dishes."

"Okay, I...I just keep waiting for all of you to drop the catch on me. There's no way that I lucked my way into such a great situation."

Matt, Tina and Becky were lucky enough to live in just about perfect harmony with their old roommate, but when he graduated a year early, he left a vacancy not just in their literal apartment, but in the financial balance that they'd worked the last few years to carve out.

Finding a replacement for him was taking almost an entire summer to complete, and after dozens of potential roommates proved to be a poor fit for the bunch, it was hard for them to describe the relief they felt at the seemingly perfect candidate across the table from them.

"I really can't think of any catches to warn you about...though I did forget to mention that your room has a bathroom on-suite," Tina continued. The doe was taking charge in their little meeting, and for being the smallest of the bunch, she wasn't intimidated in the least by the stallion across from her. "Hopefully that won't be a problem?"

"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not."

"We'll have to work on that if you're going to hang around, but otherwise, it sounds like you're probably in."

Said horse was a young man by the name of Kurt: he'd come into town just weeks before after transferring universities, and he was looking forward to finishing up his degree in comfort and style.

The degree wasn't negotiable; the comfort and style could be sacrificed, if necessary, but it didn't seem they'd have to be...empty bottles and cans decorated the coffee table between them, with all four having had their fair share of drinks already.

"When you say it like that, you're not really convincing me that there isn't a catch...but, I've got my share of the rent ready to fork over whenever you three are ready, and I wouldn't have a lot of stuff to move in."

"We'll be more than happy to help you move," Matt offered. A canine mutt, he was quietly relieved to know that another male was moving in with them, which seemed that much more suspicious to Kurt...but that reason was quick to come to light. "It'll be good to have someone here to help me with the heavy lifting, again."

"Oh, is the place in disrepair or something?" Kurt asked. "I don't really want to be fixing something every month, but I can if you need me to."

Becky finally spoke up. "No, it's not exactly like that," she claimed. "We all chip in just a little bit, but it's good to have another warm body around to pick up the slack."

Everyone was dancing around the topic so expertly that Kurt wasn't able to read between the lines just yet, but he could see a fluster in the doe in the middle of the couch.

"Tina...w-what are you all on about, exactly?" he asked.

Everything seemed a little too perfect, and to them, Kurt was still a total stranger, leaving him wondering what kind of inside joke he'd stumbled onto.

It was no joke, but it was definitely something they kept on the inside; getting used to it wasn't optional.

"They're just being a little silly about it," Tina rolled her eyes and gave Matt a quick elbow to the side. "It's...nothing really bad, I promise. Some people are just a little uncomfortable with it."

Kurt raised a brow, but his lips didn't budge.

"After living together for the last few years, Matt and Becky and I, well...we've found a really good balance in keeping each other happy_in the unit. We're all allowed to date outside of the group if we like, but we tend to go to each other first when it comes to...our _needs, shall we say?"

"I apologize if I'm being too forward by mentioning this, but it really feels like you're saying that you're all lovers, and you've got your own little sex circle going on here."

Tina nodded. "You're not being too forward at all, Kurt. That's exactly right."

"If you don't mind me saying so, you're all being _extremely_casual about this."

"It comes with the territory. When we first breached the topic of having an orgy, it was a little heavy for all of us, as well, but...we've been doing this for several years now," Tina explained. "Our last roommate was in on the action, too."

"Is that a genuine requirement of moving in with all of you, or is that more of a suggestion?"

"If I'm being completely honest-

"I'd prefer that you were," he interrupted her.

"The three of us devised a little test to make sure that you'd gel well with our group, and it might have involved you getting all of us off before we picked a move-in date for you."

As far as catches went, Kurt had been faced with far worse prospects, but this one wasn't a matter of bad or good.

It was a matter of believing it, and wondering if he was getting caught up in some kind of strange, new roommate prank.

"She's not messing with me, is she?" he asked, turning to face Becky, and then Matt, finding a headshake as his answer from each of them. "This isn't all some kind of messed up joke?"

"It's quite serious, among the three of us," Tina confirmed. "We're not gonna be knocking down your door, constantly asking for sex, but...you can expect any one of the three of us to come onto you, pretty much anytime...so we need to make sure you're compatible with the group!"

She was too chipper about the suggestion to be insincere.

"When you say compatible...and again, I want to make sure I didn't hit my head on the way in here...you mean that you three just...you just have sex together, super casual, all whenever you really feel like it?"

"That's right."

If he were a freshman, Kurt would have thought for sure that this was a prank, orchestrated by a larger part of the student body.

A few years into the mix, he actually took a moment to look out the large, picture window near the front of the apartment to make sure that there wasn't someone recording and waiting for his reaction.

"You, uhm...y-you three understand why I'm a little skeptical to believe this, right?"

"Makes perfect sense," Matt agreed. "When it all started happening to us the first year we lived here, we were all worried that things would get awkward at first...but we all settled in a lot faster than we thought, put our egos aside, and now, sex is as casual as watching TV."

Tina snickered. "It's just a lot more fun than watching TV, and it burns a lot more calories, too."

Kurt blinked, thinking that they were doing too great of a job of keeping character. "So, what exactly does compatible mean, to the three of you?"

"Well, when you're getting laid as often as we do, sometimes you just need a quick fix...but we've all got serious endurance," Becky admitted. "So...we need to make sure that we aren't gonna wear you out with too much action."

"So, you're gonna test my stamina? And there's really no other catch?"

"The other catch," Matt chimed in, "Is that you have to do everything you can to outlast us...while we do everything we can to get you off. No better way to get to know our new roomie than finding out what buttons to push, and where they are!"

In the back of his mind, Kurt knew that he could still be walking into a dangerous situation. Everything was playing up as being too good to be true, but he'd seen the looks being offered to him more than a few times before, and anymore, he doubted that this was all part of an act.

He refused to give up his disbelief before one more test of his own, however.

"Okay, so...let's say this actually is the greatest day of my life, and everything you're all saying is true," Kurt murmured. "Do you blame me if I'd like the three of you to start things off? Sort of a show of good faith?"

For being the smallest and cutest of the bunch, Tina was capable of absolutely destroying anyone who was foolish enough to lose their clothes around her...and when no one else stepped up right away, she immediately reached a paw into Matt's jeans and yanked down the front, exposing the warm, fuzzy end of his sheath.

"Mind if I do the honors, Matt?"

It was a rhetorical question, and her mouth went right for the spot, engulfing it even before his cock had a chance to emerge to the public.

Kurt's jaw dropped as he watched Tina's cheeks bulge: Matt was quick to respond to her advances, but he didn't throw his head back, the way that Kurt would have expected him to...instead, he blinked his way through the overt approach of the doe and smirked over at the new stallion, making a subtle gesture toward Tina's aggression.

"If I told her to stop right now, she would," Matt assured him. "But if this isn't enough to convince you that we're telling the truth, I'm sure Becky would be more than happy to warm you up to the idea?"

"I suppose the clock starts as soon as she does?" Kurt asked. As natural as he was able to sound, it took all his effort not to quiver his way through every word as Tina eased her lips back, revealing the warm, pink-red flesh of Matt's hard-on.

"It's already going, and for some reason, Tina is trying to handicap the team," Matt joked. "But I'm sure Becky would be glad for to see what a beast like you is really capable of."

It would have been taking the prank too far for Tina to suddenly pull back, but Kurt was still waiting for her to spit Matt's length out and jump on the couch to declare that they'd fooled him.

His eyes were so enticed with the way she bobbed her head that he almost missed Becky approaching him and tugging her top off without a hint of hesitation...but there was no missing anything when she wrapped the garment around the back of his head and pulled his face right into her scantily covered breasts.

"There's no way you'll outlast all three of us," she declared victory before they'd even properly started, but her leg straddled right over his lap as she pushed down against his covered cock. "No one has even come close since our old roommate left; hopefully breaking you down will be entertaining."

Not that he was one to complain, but Kurt couldn't do much to reply, with his snout buried in the ample cleavage of the young mare. The warmth he found in that gap was delicately appointed with the natural scent of her sweat, and among that, the lightest dusting of perfume, intoxicating his nostrils with a sweet, floral note.

If she smells like this every day, I could get used to spending time right here, Kurt thought.

"You're already throbbing against me, and I'm just rubbing you through my jeans...what are you gonna do when the other two stop goofing off and come help me?"

Becky did her best to glare at Matt and Tina over her shoulder, but all Matt did was gesture at the doe; he easily could have pushed her away, but he knew that Tina had a powerful oral fixation, and denying her the right to a sample was an easy way to ramp up her sexual frustration.

They didn't need any extra advantages when they already had Kurt outnumbered, but Matt didn't want her approaching the stallion with too much intensity, lest she push herself over the edge.

"Just keep him occupied until Tina's done with her saltlick," Matt joked. "Not that I think that'll be too much of a problem for you..."

"Mnfn..._mnn..._mleh!" Tina finally did spit Matt's flesh out of her mouth and rolled her eyes at him, much as she was enjoying herself the moment before. "I've never met a guy who had such a problem with just sitting back and enjoying a blowjob..."

"You know how much I like doing that, but we've got a newbie to grill," Matt reminded her. "You can finish me off after you finish him off."

"That's not the whole arrangement, either," Becky mentioned. "He's just sitting back and enjoying a nice, slow grind right now...this is hardly what I'd call putting him to the test."

"You looked so comfortable in his lap that I couldn't imagine asking you to move," Tina joked. "Even though I'd be more than happy to give him a more thorough inspection...and, depending on his size, the most incredible head he's ever had in his life."

Letting Tina take the first shift with his cock was just what Becky wanted to hear: Kurt's lips were adding just a hint of moisture to her chest, and the slow trickle of that gathering warmth down the front of her barren torso left the mare desperate for a greater display of his skills.

"Wonder if he's up for trying to emulate your skills on me," Matt pondered. "Not that he'd have to try very hard to outwork you."

Tina gave him another friendly slug, but before her arm even dropped, she was reaching down below Becky's haunches and feeling the large, bulging outline of Kurt's trapped member. His throbs were already so great that the doe felt her grasp shaken by a single pulse, but she didn't see that as any sort of challenge.

Her grin was a little too wide at the prospect of handling a cock that would scarcely fit in her maw.

"You're really gonna make me give up the best seat in the house, after taking such a long time to get here?" Becky asked. "I was just starting to get comfortable, too..."

Pushing down firmly against Kurt's trapped member and grinning upon him, Becky pulled herself from his lap, though her eyes never left him...and even when his muzzle was freed, he couldn't take his stare off the warm, comforting place that he'd been allowed, if not forced to rest.

The force was the greater part of the equation, as Becky pulled the straps from behind her back and tossed her brassier to the floor, glad to know that Kurt was already enjoying the view that much.

"I'm sure you'll be the one taking a seat when all is said and done here," Tina claimed. "Honestly, as much fun as I'd have taking every inch of this thing, just judging by the bulge...I'm pretty sure I'd only be safe if I was on top."

Matt was already pushing on her back; he knew that Tina was full of bravado, but when she was finally at the point of getting to try Kurt on for size, he didn't blame her for getting nervous. "I don't think he's getting any harder, Tina. You'd better hop on before you miss your opportunity!"

Seeing Becky's chest finally freed did the impossible for Kurt, but it wasn't until Tina reached to the hem of his jeans and pulled his belt apart that he experienced any relief...and finally, with a quick unbutton and unzip, his long, flared member sprung up and free, throbbing at the air and leaking a soft trickle of precum for Tina to appreciate.

"I know what you're trying to imply, Matt," Kurt murmured. "For what it's worth, I'm not gonna make a promise I can't keep...but if you really think I can't keep up, I'm more than happy to prove you wrong."

"You're gonna give it your best shot; I already trust you for that much," Matt played along, seeing the intensity in Kurt's eyes, even when his stare was so heavily drawn to Becky's chest. "But if you miss the forest for the trees, you're never gonna be able to keep up with us."

Kurt was already showing an appreciation for Becky, more than anyone else he'd ever had the chance to live with. The slow pull of her skirt down from her hips and the exposure of her panties was the only thing he cared about, even when he felt Tina stroking near the base of his shaft and tickling more precum out of his flare.

Grinning at his distraction, the doe finally put her tongue to use: dipping it all the way into his urethra and extracting more of the slick, clear mess, she collected a treat to herself and painted the top of his member with her spittle, precluding him from continuing his verbal battle with Matt.

"Good thing you've got something else to focus on," Matt suggested. "I can't tell you how many guys were busy staring at Becky when Tina got to work, only to blow their load all over her face and be politely shown the door at the end of the day."

"Mmmm...mmmhmf. Not that I mind that at all," Tina admitted. "If you feel like making a mess of me, then...by all means, go ahead and pour on the sugar, sweetie."

Becky rolled her eyes, all while hooking her thumbs into her panties. "You two like this guy a little too much...you're going easier on him than you've gone on anyone in a while. You're not just supposed to tease him, remember? We're supposed to make him cum...and make sure he can return the favor."

Tina would have rolled her eyes, if she wasn't so busy ogling the flesh that was being offered to her...and sampling it face-first made it even harder for her to offer a proper reaction.

As much as she could, she was flittering her tongue all over the tip of the impressive tool, but she knew she'd have to take things a little further if she was going to hold up her end of the bargain.

Clenching her thumb in her palm and holding him steady with her other paw, the doe opened wide and went as deep as she could, engulfing the tip and a few extra inches of Kurt's tool.

"We were just feeling him out, Becky," Matt explained. "I don't think that's such a problem."

"Why don't you feel out what he can do with his mouth, hm? Unless he's not willing..."

Tina was too busy to chime in, and Kurt's head was already rolling back on the edge of the couch as the doe worked her magic against his cock, but Matt was enjoying the show so much that he realized he'd given himself an unfair advantage.

There was a fun and fair way to make things even with the stallion, and Matt was already getting ideas as he stepped out of his already open jeans and pushed his boxers out of the way.

"He's already come this far," Matt pointed out. "Why don't you put your clit on his upper lip...and I'll see how much of this cock he can take when he's otherwise occupied?"

Naturally, the canine was on board with his own idea. "Uhm...n-not so sure that I'm a fan of...t-that..." Kurt tried to mumble, but he knew that he was in for at least a few surprises when he agreed to face off with the roommates and their unusual entrance test.

He loved the idea of being able to experience the soothing, natural aroma of Becky's womanhood on his lips, and the dripping, liquid arousal that came to him just before Matt climbed on the couch was enough to distract him from the flavor of the canine, even when that tip pushed past his lips and over his tongue.

His upper lip was reduced to a seat for Becky's eager advances, and as she quickly demonstrated, she was more than capable of getting herself off when she was given even the simplest of tools.

"Don't worry, big guy. I just need you to warm me up for something you'll find much more enjoyable," Matt assured him. "You're a lot bigger than me in some pretty important ways, but just having that bigger frame...you probably wouldn't mind a little extra pressure to get to the finish, would you?"

Kurt figured out where Matt was going with the idea rather quickly; he was given new and immediate motivation to work his long, sloppy tongue over the plentiful flesh of Matt's cock, and with that in mind, he found himself enjoying the act more than he initially imagined.

He wouldn't be going out of his way to suck the canine off, but if there was no one else around and Matt was eager...he wouldn't say no to trading for a blow-for-blow.

"He didn't say n-no," Becky pointed out, though she was already finding it tough to speak with the warm, smooth flesh of Kurt's lip as her personal seat. "Sounds to me like we need to let him up off the couch...and really get things started."

Holy shit. All this was just a warmup to them?

Kurt knew when he started that he was fighting an uphill battle, and the odds were against him the moment he agreed to take on the test, but they'd taken their sweet time working him into the position he was in.

The sudden pull of Tina's lips from his shaft and the quick, eager strip of her clothes was just a sign of things to come, and the adorable wiggle of her hips as she watched her roommates stand up and usher Kurt toward her betrayed just how devious she could be with her body...especially when she was playing with someone that she'd only just met.

"You sure I got you warmed up enough, Matt? I can...I can keep going, if you like?" Kurt asked, letting his nerves show for the first time.

He was still being pushed up from the couch from behind as Matt and Becky urged him along, but this time, he wasn't going to get to relax.

His length was throbbing at Tina's modest bosom as he was forced to approach her, but by the time his flare poked in the middle of her cleavage, he was willfully standing before her and happy to see his precum drip down the front of her torso.

"Lemme answer that question for you," Tina stepped in for Matt and pressed one last kiss on the tasty member, and just like that, she was turned around and bent over in front of him, with the small, adorable tuft of her tail lifted out of the way. "Because...if you're not ready for us now, you might never get up to speed...and I'd love for you to prove me wrong."

Tina and Matt weren't so bashful in their appreciation of the new stallion, but Becky was keeping her affections closer to her chest, and very near to the spot where Kurt had rested his chin before. She'd been touched in such a way that she felt an instant and deeper connection, but for the sake of the bet, she needed to keep herself intact; she was the ace in the hole, and there was only one place left for her to go.

"You three know just how to push my buttons," Kurt finally admitted. There was a forlorn sigh in his voice at the idea of penetrating Tina for the first time: he knew he'd only get to experience that tight, vice-like grip for the first time once, and if he didn't give it his best show, he might never relive that moment. "But you're just tapping them. You've really gotta hold mine down if you want me crack."

The doe was ready to ask for an explanation, but before she could find the words, she felt large, thick digits grip her wrists. Pulled back by her arms, she felt the flare of the equine stabbing at her tight, narrow petals, and with widened, panicked eyes, she took the very tip of his cock.

A single thrust left her gasping for air; she simply wasn't made to take something so huge, and being stuffed with it so rapidly forced her knees to knock.

"T...Thanks f-for...holding me up..." she panted, quivering in place and clenching up around the invading tool. "I, uhm...I'm gonna cum, like...r-really fast. Sorry, guys..."

Kurt was grinning, but he didn't take his first victory for granted. He was already starting into a quick pace with the doe, bouncing his hips into her naked form and rattling her with such force that even her smaller, softer breasts hung and swayed with his weight and force.

For Tina, it was heavenly...and enough for Kurt to gain her approval, even if he lost.

"Sounds like I've already got one of you beat," Kurt theorized. "You two ready to do your worst?"

**

Matt knew he was going to struggle with Kurt, given the stallion's lack of experience with his own rear entrance.

"You learn fast...that, or you're just lying about having d-done this before..."

Still, he was shocked that with Becky between his legs and suckling at his orbs that Kurt was able to keep going, and all the while, Tina was being rocked to a series of orgasms on the end of a thick, equine cock, barely clinging to what scraps of consciousness she had left.

Her eyes were rolled back, her tongue was hanging out, and trails of her own warm, slick juices stained the inside of her thighs, but Kurt was a machine, even with Matt plowing into his deflowered backside and fighting off his own release.

"F-first timer," Kurt whispered, keeping his teeth in a tight grit: giving more of a response than that might have pushed him over the edge, and exhaustion was setting in...but there was still one mountain for him to climb.

Satisfied with her oral sample and seeing that Tina needed a break, Becky stood up and helped the doe down to her knees with a brief giggle. "On that merit alone, you've probably passed Matt's test with flying colors...and it looks like you've worn Tina out for the rest of the day," she pointed out. "But I've been watching and rubbing my clit this whole time; it's getting raw."

Matt snickered and watched from behind as Tina and Becky traded places. The doe was lust-drunk, hardly able to focus enough to suckle at the full, hanging orbs that were offered to her...but Becky was ready to pull out a win for the home team.

"I don't think you're gonna find my cock works any better than your fingers for that," Kurt joked. "But I'm still up for anything."

Becky smirked. "I certainly hope so."

The mare was overflowing with excitement: she didn't bother going for an oral sample. She turned and pulled her own tail out of the way before pushing her slit, properly designed to take a flare, right up against the front Kurt's member, coating it with a new, thicker glisten of arousal than before.

Tight and enjoyable as Tina was, Becky was simply a better fit for Kurt's anatomy...and her inner walls coaxed him in further and further until her ass was planted firmly against his hips.

"Keep fucking ," she demanded. "Or else...y-you're disqualified..."

Moving unevenly between Matt's thorough advances and the sudden, aggressive movements of the overstimulated mare, Kurt found himself thrust to the edge of his climax after just one pass, but Becky would be the first one to admit that the stallion was worth the wait.

She wouldn't say that out loud just yet, but as she became used to the delicious fullness that his long, throbbing shaft provided her, she felt her insides relaxing in a way that her roommates were used to; for Kurt, it would be the kind of surprise that might change his mind about wanting to live with her.

"You've got that look on your face, Becky," Tina pointed out, between the long strokes of her tongue over Kurt's sack. "Should I get out of the splash zone?"

Bent at the hip and throwing herself back at Kurt with everything she had, the mare was on the verge of a rapid and mind-blowing climax, but there was another sense of relief on the way...one that reduced her to nodding silently at the doe's question.

Kurt, however, cocked a brow as the doe moved out from under him. "Sp...splash zone?"

Matt couldn't keep from interjecting his own version of those words first, as Becky's powerful thrusts went all the way through Kurt and forced the stallion to clench up around the canine.

Holding Kurt tight from behind and pumping as rapidly as he could, Matt gritted his fangs, curled his claws into the floor and winced...but that just wasn't enough to bite back the weight of his orgasm, as the first long, thin strands of it sprayed across Kurt's insides.

Gonna have to remember how good that feels, Kurt thought, never having known the sensation of another's man cum inside of him before. But that isn't what they were talking about, is it?

"If you t-thought that was a mess," Matt groaned through his orgasm and kept a tight hold on Kurt, wanting to see what came next. "Just wait til y-you see what Becky c-can do..."

The warmth of the canine seed coursing through his passage gave Kurt an internal warmth that pushed him to the brink, but the strange, uneven trickle of something else upon the base of his shaft made it feel like that heat had moved all the way through him, from the inside.

He blinked wide when he saw a host of golden streams spilling from Becky's stretched, parted folds; each drop spilled over the whole of his throbbing member before they dangled and dropped from the base of his sack.

"Fucking...damn it...he feels too good!" Becky cried out, throwing her head back and reaching behind her to make sure Kurt wouldn't pull even a hair away from her body while she tried to milk him internally. "I'm cumming...I c-can't...s-stop... cumming!"

It was a truly valiant performance from the mare, and if not for the shock of being so abruptly peed on, it would have surely brought Kurt over the edge with her and forced a draw...instead, Kurt stood as the victor, even as Becky simultaneously creamed and peed all over his manhood.

"The quiet ones are always the loudest when it counts, aren't they?" Matt joked. Holding his own knot to keep from tying with the stallion, he stepped back and watched a pool of his cum spill down Kurt's backside, leaving him between a pair of messes...but the roommates weren't done with him just yet. "She was the last holdout among us, Kurt...looks like you got the better of us, after all!"

Slumping back into the couch and falling out of Becky, Kurt wasn't afraid to show his outward exhaustion. His length was still twitching at the air and leaking precum, but he'd just managed to survive the first round of his endurance tests: now, he had a decision to make.

"Does...d-does she do that all the time?" he asked, bewildered and winded.

"She's not the only one," Tina admitted. The doe had a sinister grin about her once more, and as Kurt fell back, she squatted over the tip of his length; Kurt didn't let her stop at the moment of truth.

He and Becky reached over and pushed on her tummy, forcing a thick, heavy stream of pee right out of her trembling body. "G...Guys! That's s-so embarrassing..."

"Says the girl who literally jumped at the chance," Matt reminded her.

Kurt, for his part, was only silent because of his reaction: he wanted to gasp, but knowing such pleasure made it difficult to form his bliss into words. The hot, constant pressure of Tina's overflowing mess touched his flare in just the right way, and as she soaked his lap, he returned the favor to her, cumming into the stream and leaving a thick, heavy gush of his seed against the curve of her pubic mound.

Even Matt was impressed by the volume, and an eager Becky was still catching her breath as she went in for a greedy taste...as much work as she'd done on the stallion, she felt she was entitled to a sample.

"She just...j-just made me cum by...p-peeing on me," Kurt continued to gasp as the powerful spray tapered off to a warm, soothing trickle. "Ho...ly... fuck..."

"If you liked it that much," Becky paused, rolling her tongue through the mingled messes and swallowing it all with a grin, "I'm sure she'd enjoy you returning the favor...that is, if you'll be moving in with us after all?"

Kurt looked at the wide grin of the canine, the exhausted, bashful smile of the doe, and the softer, sweeter expression of the mare; he could tell right away that he would fill the void that they'd been struggling with.

"...I'll go get my things."