FSE

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Iight had fallen and the streets were jammed, though not in the way one might think. Whores walked about freely, many of them scantily clad in the most alluring, obviously-slutty clothes one can think of. Cars pulled over and let one in from time to time. Very rarely, now and again, one would stop and a furry would climb in.

Whoring was not at all uncommon for the hated furries, but instead of being paid in tens, fifties, and hundreds of dollars, much of the time they asked only for a sandwich, a loaf of bread, a place to stay in safety for the night. For furry whores, it was even more a way of life than for the humans. It was a way of living.

One particular furry standing on the sidewalk of a street corner was a large equine, a good seven and a half feet all coated in white fur. This whore stood out among the others for this fact, an eye-catcher if ever there was one. This whore, however, was more well known with the ladies. Between a shapely pair of legs hung two grapefruit-sized testicles and a two-foot horsecock. The rest of his body was rather fit and muscular, an attractive trait no matter the species, and his blue eyes held their own beauty. Hated or not, he had yet to go hungry. Many adventurous, curious, or sometimes even cruel women would take him into their car or hotel room for his modest price of a meal, or place to sleep for the night. Stud, he was simply known as. He had another name, once, but he had long forgotten it.

As with all furries, Stud wore nothing but a smile as he watched car after car pass by, some pulling over to allow one of the human girls in from time to time. It was the norm, but every night he was out was the same. Even if it was only one car, and it usually was, it would be more than enough to keep him alive, give him sustenance.

And this night was no different. Finally a black car stopped along his street corner, it's windows heavily tinted and almost as reflective as the black polish. He smirked at his reflection and the eyes beyond he knew examined him. What lucky lady, he thought, wanted to wrap herself around him as he filled her unlike she ever had been, or would be again? The mere thought of some tight human woman, or even the rare girl who promised him payment, was starting to coax his black and pink length from his sheathe. He glanced at the reflection of his tip barely visible in the reflection and waited.

When the window rolled down, though, it was a young man who peered up at him. No matter. He had, in the past, double-teamed a human female with her boyfriend or husband. This was going to be easy enough. When he heard a deep voice calling out to him to get in, he couldn't help but notice it was not the face peering at him that spoke. Damn...

"I don't simply 'get in' without negotiating a price." He clarified in a deep voice. He was sure, if they were unarmed, he could take them both in a fight if it came down to it. He doubted they lacked blades or bullets, though... They always had them at the ready to kill critters like him for their amusement.

"What do you have in mind? I aint wasting good money on the likes of you! If I wanted an expensive fuck, I'd pull down the street some!" the voice countered from the hidden driverseat.

"I am by no means expensive. Just food, sir. A hamburger is my average price. A room, either in your home or a hotel, is my expensive price. I don't need money." No one would sell to a furry anyway... His blue eyes tried to peer past the passenger, but he could see nothing from his angle and he refused to crouch down. He wouldn't show submission of any kind to them, but he had a feeling that was exactly what they expected of him.

"Fine. If we like you, we'll put you up my guest bed for the night, but you're out first thing in the morning! If you are anything but the most pleasurable free-fuck I've ever had, you get nothing! Hell, depending on how bad you suck at this, I may slit your throat when I'm done. Anything between that, we'll see what kind of...sandwich you get." The invisible driver growled in annoyance and keyed the door lock.

Fair enough, Stud thought as he moved into the back seat. Those words, though, referring to himself the entire time, was unsettling. He opened the back door and climbed in, his heart sinking when there were no women to climb in with back there. That left one of two options... He closed the door and the car was in motion, moving into a vacant parking garage not but a block away. On the way, stud let his eyes move out the window, watching the whores as they drove past. There was more than one furry woman out there, and tonight a mild-rarity: a little girl. Most of them, if not all, were very round and no doubt whoring so they could get the safety and food they needed for their unborn babies...

When the car stopped, the mysterious young man peeked around the driver's seat at him. Unlike the first, he was dark skinned and a little older looking. "We have a deal now, and I expect you to make this as enjoyable as possible if you want that hamburger, or spare bedroom!" He didn't wait for a reply, but quickly opened the driver's door and stepped out, opening the back door in the next moment. He didn't enter the car right away, but stripped off his jeans and boxers, leaving a rather impressive looking eight-inch cock bobbing in front of him. Stud looked at it and sighed inwardly.

"On your hands and knees, bitch." The dark man ordered. Knowing better than to defy him, Stud turned his back to the open door and positioned himself as intended. He hesitated at first, then pulled his tail to the side to reveal to his client his puckered tailhole and massive balls. He felt the car shift as the man climbed into the back seat and closed his eyes when he felt the hot, fleshy tip of the human's cock press against his rump. He felt hands on his hips and heard a small, dark laugh. "Alright, Kyle... You say they feel just like pussies? My fifty bucks better be comin outa your wallet now!"

Stud gasped loudly as he felt his virgin tailhole invaded completely by the large invader. Being what he was, it was not a painful fit, but it wasn't exactly pleasurable either. He balled his hands into fists and grit his teeth as the dark man behind him laughed through a groan. "Fuck... It's so slick inside, so tight and wet... " He groaned and drew his length out before pushing it back in as if in confirmation. "FUCK! Money's in the glove compartment..." he said, then started thrusting into Stud, relentlessly fucking him like the whore he was.

Stud gasped and groaned in pain for only a few moments. Afterward, the ache within was replaced by a longing, a pleasure usually felt in the flesh of his front when impaling some human female. After several minutes, he started to rock back against the large human fucking into him, not at all disliking the feeling of being so invaded. Perhaps... he would do this again soon, perhaps he would hope more men would pull over at his corner...

He never heard the passenger side doors open, never quite realized the pale young man had exited the vehicle and reentered the back seat until something hot and fleshy pressed against his snout . He opened his eyes in surprise and blinked when he saw the six inches of arousal being pointed at his muzzle. He opened his mouth to ask what the boy wanted, but even as he did, a hand grabbed the back of his head and pulled him forward. He gasped as the young man began to fuck his deep muzzle. It wasn't as bad as it could have been, he knew. He could have the skull of a human and be gagging on human cock at the moment. As it stood, the boy didn't even reach three-quarters of the way to his throat. He just made sure to keep his teeth out of the way. He knew from experience that teeth were not at all what made a blowjob pleasurable.

Stud moaned around the cock in his muzzle, rocking back on the length impaling his virgin hole before he moved forward to suck the length before him past his lips before rocking back again, keeping the hard, fast rhythm more or less synchronized. Beneath him, his own massive cock had begun to swell and before long, he had lifted a hand to paw himself from tip to balls in the same rhythm.

Too soon he felt the hands at his hips pulling him back and holding him quite still. He gasped and moaned loudly, most in distress due to the fact he was so far from his own orgasm... but feeling copious amounts of hot seed flooding his bowels, filling his entire body with heat sent a wave of pleasure through him akin to that of his first fuck long ago. It was more than enough to send him over the edge. He gasped loudly, moaning thunderously on the cock in his muzzle, vibrating it enough to bring it over with them. At first he gagged at the surprising spurt against his tongue, but soon enough he began swallowing quickly, swallowing every drop of the male's cum.

He felt both men pulling away from him as the world around him spun, heard both doors close in front of and behind him while the front doors reopened and closed once again. Before the car was in motion, he collapsed onto the puddle of his cum on the back seat, still moaning as his body quaked in what he could only describe as an internal orgasm, something he guessed women felt every time their bodies milked his length in the throes of ecstasy.

The next thing he knew, the doors opened, closed, and the back door opened. Hands gripped his arms and lifted him, dragging him out and along the sidewalk. His vision was still that of blues and purples as his body racked with wave after wave of residual orgasm. Suppose they were going to dump him in a ditch now and be on their way. So totally worth it...

When the hands dropped him, he fell face first into downy blankets and pillow. He blinked several times and rolled himself over to thank the men, but they were gone and the door to the bedroom he could not quite make out was closing. Smiling to himself, Stud relaxed into the most comfortable bed he had ever slept in and drifted to sleep...

He didn't dream most of the night, his sleep was rather deep. But when morning came, he was having the most vivid dream. He could feel the flesh gripping him tightly, could feel a tight body milking him, could hear a small voice whimpering and moaning. It was all so real!

He felt consciousness coming to him and smiled. Pity, it was such a good dream. When he opened his eyes, though, he blinked awake and tilted his head. He was on his back in the fluffy bed and a small, fourteen year old girl straddled his waist, the ebon-flesh of her belly obscenely distended as she bounced herself on his two-foot horsecock.

"Oh god! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!!!" she screamed loudly, reaching up to squeeze her already ample chest tightly. Stud felt her body convulsing around him and, maybe not surprisingly, watched her belly swell slightly, becoming not so distended with the shape of his cock, but round with the amount of seed he was pumping straight into her womb. "FUCK! FUUUUUUCK!" she cried out, her back arched almost painfully!

"What the fuck is this!?" Stud heard from the door. He turned his head to behold the black man from before standing in the doorway looking not at all pleased. "What the fuck are you doing to my sister!"

Aw hell! Stud quickly rolled the pair over and pulled his cock free, perplexed that not a drop of his seed gushed free. A red stain on the blankets where his midsection had been explained all, though. With no more time to examine things, he turned and bolted, shoving the man out of the way with a grunt before he sprinted out the front door, chased by enraged shouts and a flurry of bullets. He zigged and zagged, sprinting as long as he could down alleys and between buildings until he was sure he was not being followed. Oh god... what a night...