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"Daniel!"

Within a cafe, a pair of lovers were finally reunited. Dasher was so happy to see his boyfriend again and Daniel wore a big smile on his own face as well. It had been nearly a year since they were in the same place. The white furred feline had to leave for college, moving a few states away. During that time they regularly chatted online but that only did so much for the two of them. It took some time but Dasher got the money for a plane ticket and during the whole flight the purple ferret only thought about seeing his partner again.

And in time they were together again. Sitting down at a table together and sipping on drinks, the two of them began to catch up. Texting and video chatting kept them updated on each other's lives for the most part but there was just something about talking face to face that really scratched that itch for the both of them.

"I finally saved enough for a ticket here and one back," the ferret explained with some annoyance in his tone. "I swear my boss was trying to make it impossible. Maybe he was trying to keep me there because the place is always short-staffed."

"Well, I'm glad you made it anyways," Daniel said with a smile. "Sorry I couldn't help out. I wasn't prepared for how much the textbooks cost."

The two of them laughed and talked some more. Specifically, Dasher was interested in his boyfriend's new college life. After about a year he expected there was a lot to hear. And the cat did tell him much about the campus, his classes, and the friends he had made so far. Dasher was glad to hear that it was all going well. He couldn't wait to see it all for himself. And there was something he wanted to know as well...

"Uh, I know I have money for a hotel," he began, blushing a bit. "But do you think there's any chance that I could room with you?" His tone was hopeful but that dwindled a bit upon seeing the cat's expression change. He went from smiling to explicitly frowning.

"If that's too much to ask I can-"

"No," Daniel interrupted. "There's room for you. It's just..." There was a pause that grew longer as he found the best way to word his next sentence.

"I have a roommate. Just one. But he's the worst..." Daniel finally admitted. "From the first day we met he's been the worst. He's fat, gross, a bully, and does nothing but sit on his ass while I pay all the dorm fees..."

"Can't you get him kicked out?" Dasher asked.

Upon hearing that Daniel huffed. "No. His uncle is in charge of student housing and he's got more family working in various positions on campus. I was pretty much threatened to stay on the family's good side. So now I gotta play nice with him."

"I see..." the ferret responded, looking pretty dejected.

Daniel noticed this and reached his arm across the table, taking Dasher's hand into his own. "Hey. Maybe we can convince him. Like I said, there's room for one more and he's often too...distracted to cause any real trouble."

Dasher nodded and the two of them finally began to leave. The ferret was actually hopeful that he could convince the roommate to stay. Though he could make do with a hotel, after being apart for so long he wanted to spend as much time with Daniel as he could. He wanted to be in the same dorm as him, sleep in the same bed and wake up in the cat's embrace. After all the trouble he went through up to this point, he wasn't about to back down when it came to this.

After walking through the campus they reached the dorm building and a slow walk up the stairs brought them up to the right floor and eventually to the room itself. Daniel took a deep breath as he unearthed the key card, swiping it before he took hold of the unlocked door handle. He carefully opened the door, taking a peek inside. When pulling back the feline looked relieved.

"Okay, he's not here right now. Quickly!" he ushered Dasher inside and the two of them brought his things inside. The bags were stacked against the wall by Daniel while the ferret looked around the dorm. They were in a single open room with basic amenities and two beds on opposite sides. As he looked closer, he noticed that one of the beds was odd. It looked a bit squashed and when really focusing on it he also saw that the sheets were discolored and looked wet. And then the smell hit him. Being completely unprepared, the ferret gagged as the mixed stench of piss and b.o. struck him hard.

Daniel stepped in to pull him back. "That's...Lunk's bed."

"Why does it look like that? Why does it smell like that?" Dasher asked, still covering his assaulted nose.

"I didn't know how to tell you this but this is what he does all day," Daniel said while looking at the bed in disgust. "He just spends all of his time pleasuring himself. He just doesn't jerk off out in the open but he also fucks his bed. Like, he actually grinds his dick against the mattress. After he cums, he usually just falls asleep in it. And then he doesn't even clean it off when he wakes up..."

As Daniel continued ranting about his roommate, Dasher had to take another breath. Upon first taking in the odor he noticed that it was everywhere. It was strongest when near the bed but the stench had seeped into just about every part of the door, as if marked by some feral. Near Daniel's bed on the opposite side it was more bearable but the ferret was still forced to focus on it a bit. Getting some of his things unpacked helped distract him for a bit. And as they finished getting his everyday things in order, Daniel's phone began beeping.

He checked it and muttered under his breath. "Shit. Dasher, I forgot I got a lecture to attend..."

"It's alright. I'll be fine here," the ferret assured.

Daniel made a sound of uncertainty but nodded. "Okay. Just... If he comes back just try to ignore him. If you don't pay him any attention he'll leave you alone too. Sooner or later he'll get horny and will be too busy humping his bed to give you any trouble."

Dasher took that into account, thanking and kissing Daniel before he had to leave. He gave a final look back before opening the door and leaving. As he walked down the hall the feline assured himself that Dasher was going to be fine. The ferret was tougher than he looked and though Lunk was a bully; he was a pretty lazy one. If you didn't give him the wanted reaction he would soon move on to something more entertaining...

-

Dasher spent more time unpacking some things, putting them in a free dresser by his boyfriend's bed. While alone he kept looking towards the bed. The sight was disgusting to be sure but he was also curious about it. Just what kind of guy spent their time literally fucking their bed? And the smell that clung to it, did he never take a shower? Either way, from what he was told beforehand Lunk sounded a lot like his boss back home. And if could stand up to his boss and get a weekend off, he could do the same towards his boyfriend's roommate. Despite what he was told, Dasher already made up his mind to stand up to Lunk.

Upon realizing his goal, Dasher then noticed that the door beeped. The same beep that came from Daniel swiping his card. He perked up and figured that the cat had returned from his lecture already. But someone else stepped inside of the dorm. An orca that pushed the door wide open, muttering to himself as he eased his large frame through the door frame. Dasher could only assume that this was Lunk. At least it made sense why the bed was all but flattened. He was big in every way, nothing but either fat, muscle or a thick combination of both. He was tall and wide, taking up nearly too much space to enter the dorm through the dorm. With another grunt and muttered curse, the massive orca forced his body through, letting out a deep sigh as he did.

Lunk finally looked over at the ferret sitting on Daniel's bed. "Who the fuck are you?" he asked, though his tone and expression told that he really didn't care that much.

"I'm Dasher. Daniel's boyfriend and-"

"Oh, you're that little fag he's always talking about," the orca interrupted. He yawned and proceeded to reach a hand down into his shorts. They were made to be loose fitting but his sheer size made them near skin tight. The orca could be clearly seen scratching his junk and after handling the itch he continued to fondle himself a bit. Dasher watched but rolled his eyes, recalling that Daniel warned him of things like this.

He wasn't deterred by the words or actions from his boyfriend's roommate. His desire was to lovingly stand up for Daniel. So he told the orca just what he thought about the situation and the state of the other bed in the dorm. But Lunk hardly reacted to his words, waiting until the ferret finished ranting before he spoke.

"You know you're pretty cute. You talk a bit too much, but that'll make it all the more satisfying when I plug your mouth with my fat dick," Lunk said with a toothy smirk. "And since Daniel's not here that means you haven't fucked yet. That's some love, not even being bothered to skip a class to give you some dick after almost a year."

"H-how did you know that?" Dasher asked.

"Like I said, Daniel won't shut up about you. And I hear the two of you video chatting all the time," Lunk responded, rolling his eyes. "All that lovey dovey shit just pisses me off. All he ever talks about is just kissing you, hugging you, the two of you laying in bed together. But never once would he talk about how much he wanted to fuck you."

"Of course he wouldn't, that's none of your business," Dasher protested.

Lunk leaned down so their eyes could meet. Another fang-laden smirk spread across his face as he chuckled. "What are you fucking stupid? All guys ever talk about is who they want to fuck. But he's never mentioned it once. And you wanna know why? It's because your boyfriend is a loser. He's nothing but a pussy pushover who lets everyone else walk all over him. You show up looking all cute and shit, but he'd rather go to some lecture cause he's scared of missing a class."

Dasher paused. He couldn't deny that Daniel could be rather timid sometimes but that was something he liked about the feline. But when he really thought about it, there were more than a few times he had to stand up for his boyfriend. Lunk's words could have been exaggerated, but Dasher didn't find it hard to believe that Daniel was being pushed around and walked all over while on his own.

"What you need is someone who isn't afraid or a pussy that just wants to cuddle and kiss all day. You came all this way and for what?" Lunk asked, his hand was wrenched free from his shorts and his cock was tugged out along with it, flopping out in a semi hard state. Dasher couldn't help but stare with wide eyes, unable to take them off of it.

What he saw was a huge sweaty dick that dangled between the orca's thick legs. Just eyeballing it, the ferret surmised that it was about three feet, give or take. Either way it was more than half the size of his own 5 foot height. Thick foreskin wrapped around the fat cocktip that was already oozing precum. It was leaking onto the floor, forming a small puddle that was expanding with each passing second. Dasher also noticed that the orca's shorts were damp with what had to be the same sweat that coated the massive shaft.

He gulped from the sight of it and was already comparing it to Daniel's in his mind. Of course the feline couldn't compare but he outclassed so heavily. Maybe he hadn't been looking that closely but when comparing the pics he was sent and the length that was right in front of him...the feline's prick might as well be microscopic.

His vision wasn't the only thing treated; even from a small distance away, his nose was filled with that scent. The smells from the bed were even stronger when coming from the orca's cock, the mixed variants of cum, piss, and general filth that was left to ferment and build up, creating a powerful aroma of unwashed masculinity. It didn't take long for the room to be filled with the dick's stink. Dasher didn't back away or plug his nose. He remained there, openly breathing it in. It started out as him simply breathing but very quickly the ferret was openly inhaling the musk that wafted out. It struck him hard, making him lightheaded but making his own cock throb as well. He bit his lip, still having some resistance within him. This wasn't right, Daniel was his boyfriend. Sure they hadn't had sex since before he left, and yeah he couldn't even remember what his cock felt like but...

His hand was taken by Lunk's and that much larger hand tugged him along to the other side of the dorm where the ruined bed was. He was roughly pushed down onto the bed, falling face down onto the discolored mattress. Almost immediately a moan was forced out of him from the raw pungent stink of old fluids that clung to the fabric.

"Don't worry, I'll give you exactly what you've been needing," Lunk said, grunting as he tugged his sweat soaked shorts down. And he did the same with his damp shirt, exposing his whole body. An expanse of bulk and fat that was glazed with sweat. He reached both hands out, taking hold of Dasher's pants. He meant to pull them down but ended up ripping them thanks to his strength. Either way, the ferret's ass was exposed thanks to the lack of any underwear underneath. Dasher blushed as he felt his pants being completely torn away but didn't put up a resistance. He couldn't deny that this was exciting, the hottest thing he had ever experienced.

Those same hands were back on him, pulling him up until he was on his knees. His shirt was removed, this time it wasn't ripped off but it did suffer a tear or two in the process. Now the both of them were nude, with Dasher kneeling on the bed and Lunk still standing upright. He was turned around and made to face the much bigger male. It was hard for him to deny his excitement, evident in his expression and the erection between his legs.

"If you're gonna be a little fag might as well be a useful one..." Lunk took hold of the ferret's head, pulling him in close. It happened suddenly but when it did, Dasher began melting immediately. A fat, hot, and slimy tongue wedged its way inside of his mouth. It was a snug fit inside, taking up nearly all of the space as it flicked and twisted around. The thick and wide muscle slathered hot saliva everywhere it touched.

Dasher was already moaning around it, the sound being even more muffled by the tongue shoving its way down his throat. A moan came from the slight feeling of discomfort, the sudden plugging and stretching of his windpipe. But that was something he embraced and quickly grew to love, especially when it began to pump back and forth. His throat was essentially being fucked and the saliva was hot and thick enough to be cum. The feline's body tingled as he swallowed against it, sucking hard on the slippery thing. His arms reached but couldn't wrap around the orca's shoulders so he made do with rubbing the smooth and wet skin of his back.

The two of them kept their mouths pressed firm against each other, Dasher returned the kiss as best he could. He just couldn't resist how hot this all was; Daniel never kissed him like this and there was no way this tongue could do something like this. As the kissing drew out it became more passionate and sloppy. Lunk easily outdid him and his drool was seeping out and spilling down the ferret's chin. It was hot and thick, seeping into his purple fur and Dasher felt an intense thrill in that. He was so close to the male that he previously saw as just vulgar and disgusting. Now Dasher was taking everything given to him while also wanting more.

Lunk enjoyed pounding the needy fag's throat with his tongue, he was making it expand and bulge when pushing in extra deep. As the making out progressed the tongue was moving with more speed and force, but Dasher was keeping up with it, moaning and suckling on it the entire time. This drew out for a bit longer until Lunk felt ready to move on to something else, making that desire clear in the way that he roughly tugged the heavy wet thing from Dasher's clenching esophagus.

Dasher was at least given a moment to breathe, taking in deep breaths of the musk-polluted air all around him. Now he wasn't subtle about its appeal, every inhale was paired with a sigh and shiver. Still being so close, the ripe and untamed aroma of Lunk was strong in his nose, just the way he grew to like it.

"Now you're getting into it. Just let go and let a real man take control," Lunk encouraged, reaching out and pulling Dasher in. The ferret let out another muffled moan as his face was pressed firmly in between the soft yet meaty pecs. Right away he got busy licking up the sweat that clung there; the sour taste of both fresh and old sweat meeting his tongue. While he was busy cleaning, the orca's hands moved down until they reached his ass.

Both cheeks were cupped before they were roughly squeezed, spread apart and released so they could gently clap together again. Dasher let out a blocked groan from this and the sound suddenly got louder as a finger jammed its way into his hole. The same roughness was employed as the digit began to reach in deeper, even twisting around against the walls that squeezed down on it.

"Not as tight as I expected," Lunk commented.

"I... I was preparing myself..." Dasher mumbled, shaking hard from the unexpected feelings that coursed through his body. It was just a single finger but it was so fat and the way it quickly and harshly twisted around... He was powerless against the hard shocks of pleasure that struck him, letting out more noises while lapping away more sweat. The flavor remained strong no matter how many times his tongue flicked and traced along the meaty pecs, and the musk was even stronger keeping his body and cock throbbing with intense need.

"Preparing to get fucked by him?" Lunk asked with a sarcastic chuckle. "You should be thanking me or else you would have wasted your time."

Dasher still wasn't ready to verbally agree with that but him leaning in closer to the bigger male got the point across. The finger pushed deep inside of it, forcibly stretching out his walls even further. Dasher held on, already shaking from how good it felt and that feeling nearly doubled as the digit was further inside of him now, still feeling and twisting around.

Lunk was amused by the ferret's reactions. It was so obvious that Dasher was desperate for some real satisfaction. He was going to get it, but not from his spineless boyfriend. What Dasher needed was a real man that would fulfill all his desires and the ones he didn't know he had. And for all his talk of "fags," Lunk couldn't resist a tight looking ass to wrap his cock around. The other students on campus were picky, always complaining about his appearance and smell. He made do with his bed but had kept an eye out of a potential hole to stuff. Dasher being someone else's boyfriend was just the icing on the cake.

Lunk's finger tugged out roughly, making a soft 'pop' sound as it came free. It left the much smaller male's hole stretched much wider than usual and it winked hard from the sudden feeling of emptiness. Now that the orca did some preparation that also gave pleasure, it was Dasher's turn to return the favor. This was made clear by Lunk pulling Dasher off of him with a rough tug. The ferret looked surprised but the message was made pretty clear by the massive male's heavy cock being lifted and presented to him.

With a nod and gulp, Dasher reached out and took hold of it. Of course he couldn't grip it in the same manner as the average cock. It was much too long and thick so the best that could be done was pressing both of his hands to either side. He could feel how hot and wet the flesh was and its sheer size brought the fat tip close to his face although Lunk himself was still standing up rather than being on the bed himself.

It was a lot to handle so Dasher just started slowly, pumping his hands up and down the flesh. He tugged the foreskin up and down, watching the fat and wet folds sliding back and forth over the tip. As he fully exposed the tip, tugging the skin back as far as it could be, an even stronger reek of stagnant substances that were left to stew within the greasy wrinkles. Dasher was exposed to something that could only be called foul and yet his mouth was watering even more. In response he squeezed the shaft and made a quick tug back and forth, producing a sloppy sound as the skin slid along.

This got a grunt out of Lunk and at the same time his dick throbbed hard, shooting a thick line of precum that splattered onto Dasher's face. The warmth and stickiness clung, having a thick musky odor to it. A sound of enjoyment came as the smaller male licked up as much as he could from his lips. Just getting a taste of that was enough to push him to make a sudden act of his own. While still tugging the foreskin along he leaned in close and gave a slow lick to the fat cocktip. Another gush of fluids came and he reveled in the pungent scent and striking flavor. It was easy to keep jerking the massive pole of flesh up and down, not only from the loose and squishy foreskin but also because of the sweat. It coated every inch and was thick, mixing with the other fluids that slathered the shaft. His pumping hands were churning and mixing those substances into a natural lubricant.

As he continued pumping away, Dasher's hands were getting wetter and slicker from the stagnant sweat, cum, and grime. The fresh precum still being spurt helped a lot as well, making it all too easy for the ferret to jerk back and forth, touching all that he could reach. All the while, Lunk was making low noises in response to the feeling. His already greasy fuckpole was now slathered in a mix of slippery fluids so thick it was like slime. And the addition of his precum was the perfect thing to lube up his cock, it being spread by Dasher still jerking him off.

With more speed, Dasher worked his hands along the fat unwashed shaft, pressing his mouth to the cockhead fully. As another spurt came he took it right into his mouth, groaning as he struggled to take all of it at once. It spilled out around his mouth and back onto the tip it came from. The powerfully bitter taste was more than enough to spur him on and he began to make out with the cocktip, sucking on it as best he could while swiping and swirling his tongue over the flexing slit, taking every additional jet of precum head on. Even if it spilled out, the excess was collected and spread by his hands, lubing up the cock for what was yet to come.

"Let's see what the mouth of yours can really do," Lunk said. He was getting bored with all this simple licking. All it did was tease him; the orca wanted something he could really feel. A muffled groan came as Dasher's mouth was forced to expand wider than usual. This was thanks to Lunk pressing down on the back of Dasher's head, forcing him to take his cock. The muffled groans were overpowered by the bigger male's low moan. His cockhead was enveloped and he continued pushing, forcing the submissive male to take even more of it.

That was enough for now; with his tip and a few more inches pushed in, Lunk let the ferret continue moving his tongue. From then on, Dasher worked his mouth and hands at the same time. In addition to licking he began to suckle on it as best he could. Every spurt of precum was fired directly across his tongue and down into his throat where it was quickly gulped down.

It was at this point that Dasher finally realized that he was cheating on Daniel. He could have justified getting everything else that led to this point. But if he were caught with this incredibly large and smelly cock in his mouth there would be no way to explain himself. And yet it continued: Dasher let it consume his senses of taste, smell, and touch. His nose was continually flaring, taking in long and deep inhales that filled his head and nose with the satisfying burn of sheer masculine stink.

Filling his mouth was the heavy and salty flavor. The heat that rushed down his throat upon every gulp, sitting deep into his stomach to heat up the rest of his body. As the strokes continued he was treated to more and more of these. Even faster now were the strokes of his hands, sloppy sounds being heard each and every time. At this point they were slimy and stinking of the same stuff that was smeared along the pulsing shaft. His enjoyment and need for the fat sweaty orca was insatiable...

"Now we're getting somewhere. You like it don't you? My massive, sweaty, sloppy dick? You like big nasty guys who don't shower? Who fuck their bed and bathe in their own jizz?" Lunk asked him.

Dasher couldn't speak so he nodded while still sucking on the end of Lunk's nasty dick. This made the greasy slob smirk and he made a push forward with his hips, shoving more of his length inside. This time it was done with more force, forcing out a muffled gag. His throat was being stretched out again, bulging even more than before around the oozing tip.

"Then show me. Suck on it!"

Dasher was ready to do just that but Lunk's hand kept his head in place. He was confused as to what he was meant to do. But a huff and grunt came from Lunk before that question was answered. Another shove forward came, being supported by the strength in his legs. The push stuffed more of the orca's cock into Dasher's mouth and throat, leaving the ferret in question to moan around it.

He was still held in place as Lunk repeatedly shoved and tugged his cock in and out of the snug throat. The gags previously made died down as Dasher's windpipe was forced to adjust to the size that rammed its way in. That hot and grimy flesh swabbed the ferret's throat, being moved along thanks to Lunk now humping away at a rough rhythm.

Only about a quarter of the whole length was being pushed in there but that was more than what Daniel had in terms of both length and thickness. Those nine inches pushed their way down into the tight and wet hole, leaving behind more thick musky trails of cock-slime each time. They were gulped down and felt running slow and thick down Dasher's throat. With every push and pull of Lunk's cock, more fluids came spilling out. They were pumped through the shaft by those heavy churning balls with even more force than before. And for the second time, the ferret felt hot fluids spilling from his mouth and down his chin...

Lunk looked down at Dasher still sucking and stroking his dick, even as it was plowing his esophagus. There were no efforts made to hide how much he was loving this. Touching and nursing from his cock as if his life depended on it. He too enjoyed using the smaller male's mouth to his own leisure, and his low voice filled the dorm room as he felt that tongue grinding along. It was touching everywhere it could, making the surface even wetter than it already was. He had plenty to give and his balls were working overtime to unload their excess.

"Fuck... You're getting me pretty close..." Lunk admitted. "Keep sucking it down! You're gonna earn my fucking cum! Show me how much of a needy slut you are!"

Complying with the command given to him, Dasher put all the effort he could into blowing the orca's dick. In time with each of Lunk's thrusts was him pushing his head forwards. He essentially forced himself to take more, even when his throat was straining and aching with resistance. But he pushed himself on, returning every shove of Lunk's hips with a bob of his own head. At the same time he was working his tongue and hands with more force and speed to the point of them both aching but even then he kept it up, showing his sheer want and need for the other male.

This got quite the reaction out of Lunk. His shaft swelled just before a rush of cum came gushing from the tip. The orca moaned deeply while rubbing his gut with one hand and keeping Dasher's mouth on his cock with the other. It was warmer, thicker, and the taste was much stronger than the precum.

Dasher's throat was instantly forced to swell even more from the sudden flood of musky cum that was spilling from the flexing piss slit. There was little choice but to swallow down the dense seed that came pouring out. Even then a lot of it came spilling out, rushing out from the corners of Dasher's lips. As it cascaded down onto his neck and chest, the ferret was about to smell how strong the fresh spunk's odor was. And that odor joined the overall stink that came from the unwashed cock that was still spewing and Lunk's own body that was sweating heavily from the effort put into fucking his mouth.

The climax lasted for some time, Lunk groaned and muttered to himself the entire time, finally groaning as he the last of his seed was unleashed.

Dasher's groans could be heard now as the fat tip was pulled free, making a loud pop and splatter sound as more cum gushed from the ferret's overfilled mouth. Dasher continued to swallow but his mouth and throat were slathered in layers of the fluid, staying there no matter how many times he gulped.

"I got something that can help with that," Lunk chuckled, knowing that the other male was struggling to properly swallow down his spunk.

-

One hand was still on the back of Dasher's head and the other took hold of the sloppy shaft, keeping it close to the ferret's face. Without a warning, he grunted and sighed before something came rushing out of the semi-hard monster, splashing down onto his face. For a moment it was thought to be more cum that was being forced out. His eyes were closed as he felt his fur being soaked. This wasn't the same kind of clinging heat and stickiness that still glazed various parts of his body. The fluid was even hotter and it was quick to soak into his pelt before running down to wet his shoulders, chest, stomach, and back.

"Better hold your breath, piss-slut..."

The words registered and Dasher realized that he was being literally showered in a thick stream of piss. It was aimed lower and his body was struck with the strong current; slightly yellow waste that carried a near suffocating yet intoxicating stench. He just moaned while being bathed in it, fully embracing every splash and droplet that marked him. It also did well to wash away the thick seed that had stuck to his fur beforehand. The wetness of cum was replaced by fresh and searing piss, especially from Lunk aiming his cock around to steep every inch of him. And the smell left behind added a whole new layer to the inebriating miasma that filled the dorm at this point.

Dasher basked in it completely, the feeling and smell that came from the still-powerful stream that continued to douse his body in more and more orca urine. It was reaching back up now and in time was pressed to his mouth finally. Dasher was already panting and moaning at this point so when the line of cock water struck his tongue he tilted his head back a bit and welcomed the rush of hot bitter marking. The tip was suddenly pushed firmly against his lips and his mouth was quickly flooding. He willingly began to swallow it down, taking huge gulps while feeling it run hot down into his stomach. Shudders overtook the cheating ferret's body but he continued to drink freely from the gushing fountain that was Lunk's fat fuckstick. Of course he couldn't keep up with all of it but tried his damnedest to not let much of it spill.

This kept up until Lunk drained himself completely, groaning in satisfaction from the sheer bliss of pissing hard right after cumming. He drained all that remained in his bladder, letting it all spill down Dasher's throat. It washed away the cum just like he promised and the ferret was moaning deeply in return, showing nothing but joy and desire towards the foul beverage.

"Holy shit, you actually did it! And it's gotten me hard all over again..!" Lunk said with a dark chuckle. He pulled his cock free but was quick to grip Dasher's face, squeezing both cheeks with his fingers. "You better hope that your boyfriend doesn't come back anytime soon..."

-

Dasher was screaming out as he was impaled by Lunk's massive cock. The orca was on top of him now and already inside. His ass was being stretched and filled far beyond what he thought possible. And the pleasure was more than what anyone else ever gave to him as well. Lunk wasn't even fully inside yet, less than half of his 3 foot pole of musky flesh was jammed in and the ferret was already seeing stars.

"That's it. Take deep breaths. You're gonna take all of my cock like a good cheating bitch," Lunk said, pushing even more inside.

The ferret's hole was tight on his dick but the mess that coated the inches helped smooth things along. When Dasher's ass began to put up resistance, Lunk simply grabbed his lips and pulled them toward himself, pulling Dasher's body towards him as well. And thrusting hard at the same time jammed more of it inside. This process was repeated and the whole time Dasher was still screaming out while Lunk groaned and told him how slutty he was, cheating on his boyfriend like this. But in time, Lunk's crotch finally slammed into the smaller male's backside.

Upon fully hilting inside, Lunk wasted no time pounding the soft and squeezing hole, using it to his own discretion. This left Dasher crying out and shaking hard, having intense pleasure forced through him upon every rough tug and hard push of the girthy, long-skinned cock within his ass. He was more or less a toy for Lunk's own amusement and he loved it. Dasher could hardly think straight, reacting mostly out of some kind of instinct; his body responded to the acts done upon him. His back arched and his ass would squeeze down each time his prostate was run over. And it didn't take long for his ass to become wet and slippery with hot precum. Now the wide flesh could pump through his insides even easier than before, being accompanied by a thick wet slapping sound.

"You're just a cheating slut, aren't you? You're loving this big cock that's stretching you wide open. Better than what your boyfriend's packing, right?"

"Uggh..." that was all Dasher could say in response. Even if he could speak at this moment, he wouldn't have denied it. That those conflicting feelings of joy and humiliation... He was so full and his cock was so hard. His screams were a mix of elation and pain and the mixed expression on his face matched that. But for all the flashes of pain from being stretched and having his insides forcefully pushed aside, the pleasure was much stronger.

"Not missing his shrimp dick now, are you?"

Dasher still didn't answer, he was too overwhelmed by all that he felt. He responded to every sudden motion made inside of his ass, feeling the heat of their bodies being so close together. Lunk was sweating heavily and his thrusting was grinding that sweat into his own pelt, making him stink of the orca as if belonging to him now.

"Ready for the real fun to begin?" Lunk asked, getting a muffled response from the other male. "Good, cause I got something real good in store for you."

He pulled his cock free and was quick to turn Dasher over. Now lying on his back, the ferret's view was almost instantly blocked by the orca's massive form lowering down onto him. As he got himself comfortable, Lunk made a point to grind his large and fat belly against Dasher's body, all while jamming his dick back inside, being quick to stuff all of it inside again.

"Nngh...mmpph..!!" Dasher made all kinds of muffled noises while pinned underneath the college stud's gut, they were noticeably sounds of enjoyment. And soon the sensations of a tongue licking at his stomach and chest could be felt by Lunk.

"I knew you'd love it," the orca was already back to thrusting within the still snug hole. "And you'd better get used to it." Another sound came from Dasher, being followed by an extra slow and passionate lick. Not wanting to keep either of them waiting, the orca began thrusting again. But this time it was with a newfound amount of strength while also grinding his sweaty belly against the smaller male's chest and face. Even against all the fat, Dasher's scream of pleasure could still be heard. Those strong hips were used to pound into the ferret even harder and the clenching walls were forced to spread even more from the additional force. And as more precum was unloaded inside of him, each thrust was accompanied with another loud squelch.

"Want more?"

"Mmmmpphh!!"

"I like the way you think," Lunk said with a dark chuckle. He showed just how "energetic" he could be despite his size and physique. Thrusting with more force and reaching in extra deep, the orca's cock plowed through Dasher's guts to the point that his stomach was bulging from the tip plunging deep into his stomach. The much larger stomach grinding against Dasher's face often muffled his ecstasy-laced screams. It felt so good but was akin to torture at the same time and he wanted more. He was unable to do anything, pinned down and forced to give control to someone else.

Lunk of course was enjoying himself too, forcing out moans and more screams. As he continued thrusts, putting even more effort into them, the resulting sounds grew louder and more intense as well. While smoothly humping his cock within Dasher's ass, his stomach was grinding against the ferret's throbbing length. The bed was creaking and rocking in time with his quicker humps, stuffing his cockhead even deeper into the cheater's stomach while also pumping his greasy precum directly inside, already getting Dasher's belly to swell a bit. "You're taking it all now. Can you feel it reaching into your guts?" Even though it wouldn't be seen, Dasher nodded and whimpered from the rising pleasure.

He was close to his climax, brought even further by every push and pull that came after. Against the sweaty mix of bulk and fat, the taken male was ready to blow his load but something caught his attention first. The beep and opening of the door, being accompanied by Daniel's voice.

Lunk acted quickly, dropping his large body fully on top of Dasher, keeping him completely out of sight. And Daniel was none the wiser as he looked over at the orca, groaning in disgust as he saw the bigger male thrusting away. He assumed it was another round of bed-humping and turned his gaze away, not noticing Dasher's torn clothes on the bed and floor.

"If you're looking for that purple fag he said he needed some shower stuff or something like that," Lunk said, not missing a beat as he kept humping. Dasher was still moaning underneath him but he pressed his weight down to muffle the noise, overpowering them with his own sounds of enjoyment. There was an added thrill that came from the both of them, doing this right in front of the oblivious feline.

"That's good actually," Daniel responded, being glad that Dasher wasn't here to see Lunk doing this. He took a deep breath and gagged from the strong smells that hazed the entire room. Being unable to stand it, the cat took his leave, hoping to run into Dasher at the campus' shopping area. Being alone again, Lunk eased his weight up and Dasher was quick to cry out, shooting ropes of his cum against the ripe-smelling stud's lower stomach.

"Fuck... Thought he'd never leave..." Lunk grunted with a scowl. But that turned into a smirk as he leaned down a bit. "Now I can finally get off. Ready to be pumped full?"

Dasher was still pinned under the expansive gut. He made noises, but his words couldn't be heard. The ferret was protesting. There was no telling when Daniel would come back. It could be an hour or just a few minutes. That reasoning led him to plead Lunk to not cum inside. But he knew that despite all of his begging, Lunk was just going to do whatever he felt like...

And after a few more short thrusts Lunk groaned deeply, gasping and huffing as his cock began swelling. His churning balls lifted at the same time, pushing a huge amount of seed through the pulsing shaft. Dasher could only raise his voice upon feeling the first spurt of cum. Searing heat was pumped into his spread ass and his stomach was already expanding as the tip poured a heavy amount of spunk directly into it. And it kept expanding as gush after gush forced it to expand further out.

Dasher could just barely process the feeling of some much cum spraying inside of him. It was not only being unleashed inside of him but a lot was spilling out and splattering onto the bed that was already soaked in fresh piss. While he had no choice but to endure, Lunk's balls were still churning hard and pumping out what had to be a whole day's worth into the wailing ferret.

Dasher was dizzy from all of these sensations; from the musk that hung heavy all around him and the further stretching that his ass was being put through. And Lunk's cock was still gushing like mad, flooding his insides with thick smelly cock-slime. He felt his stomach being forced to stretch even further, the heat inside of it was stronger too. All of these factors made it hard for him to think straight.

He began to grunt and strain from his stomach being pushed to its limits. It simply couldn't handle anymore and yet Lunk was still making slobbish noises while spilling endless loads. There was simply no more room but seed was still being shot from the tip. Luckily the orca seemed to pick up on this and he pulled his cock free with a sudden tug, still huffing and muttering as he humped against Dasher's fur, getting it even messier as he unleashed the last of his cum in the form of fat ropes that shot out with hard force. His pelt was seeping with smelly cum as it finally came to an end, leaving the both of them panting and breathing in the mixed odors of sex and all kinds of bodily fluids.

-

Lunk was still groaning as he settled down on his bed and that was because of Dasher being under him. He was sitting comfortably, having his large and sweaty ass planted over the ferret's face and most of his body as well. While he was watching TV, Dasher's tongue was already deep inside of his slick and smelly ass. It was dutifully sweeping his grimy walls with full passion, leaving no spot untouched that it could reach.

While also licking deeply, Dasher's lips were also pressed to the sweat-lined rim. He sucked on it as well, making it wink harder than it already was. Daniel was out again, this time running some pointless errand that Dasher sent him on. The two of them had been fucking in secret the entire weekend and wasted no time once the feline left the dorm again. And he loved the way that Lunk would groan in response to his hole being worshiped and eaten out. For his efforts, Dasher's face was slathered in a greasy film of ass sweat that clung to his fur. He licked, slurped, and sucked on the tasty asshole while also feeling his own stomach churning from another big load that was pumped into him.

When Daniel returned he was still none the wiser but was still surprised to see that Dasher wasn't preparing to catch his flight. He asked Dasher about and the ferret just chuckled, revealing that he intended to stay for a bit longer.

"What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't stay and support you during this hard time?" Dasher asked, referring to the upcoming tests. Daniel was touched and he hugged his boyfriend. While embracing the cat, Dasher looked back and winked at the orca that rolled his eyes and chuckled, already reaching his hand down into his grimy shorts to fondle himself...