The Green Room - Part 2: Our Friend Tells Us You Did Yourself Proud
The equine ambled back through the curtains, giving one last glance back out at his audience. He grabbed bundle of bills stuffed into his thong.
"Good crowd," the orca mused as he dried himself after his shower.
"Yeah, reckon I've got near 300 bucks," grinned the stallion. "Damn, I'm fuckin' horny though. The smell out there is awesome tonight."
"That'd be our bovine friend. I think he's got a quiet one down the hall."
The grey horse looked up from counting his money as the bull came in from the corridor.
"A private show?" beamed the orca, "I didn't think you did those."
"It was just some kid," the bull grumbled back, almost inaudibly. "Took it well though."
"Damn, wish there'd have been someone half-fuckable out there when I was dancing. Just a bunch of rich old guys jerking off under their coats."
"Yeah," the cetacean stretched his back, his muscles flexing across his chest. "I could have gone for a bit of tail myself"
"Kid's probably still back there," the perpetually distant bull padded toward the shower, barely looking up. "He'll probably still be recovering." There was a hint of humour in his voice for the fist time either of other dancers could remember. The tall orca looked across at the stallion, still grasping the wadge of cash from his underwear. Their eyes met and they knew what the other was thinking instantly. The horse, perhaps a foot shorter than the orca, but still 6 feet at least (the orca was a whale, after all, he told himself), stuffed the money into his bag and started towards the corridor leading to that back rooms, the orca at his side.
It felt like a long time before Kostan could move again, his body aching from head to toe. He wiped is face on his t-shirt, deciding to leave it behind and go home topless. He paused to lean on the door frame on his way out, looking back at the room, the couch still dripping with bull cum.
It seemed the rumours about this place were true after all.
As he turned to leave his face crashed squarely into a solid wall. He stumbled back, nearly loosing his footing.
The young coyote regained his composure quickly, getting his balance back and looking up at what had blocked his way. He was staring straight at a pair of rock hard pecs, shrink wrapped in hairless white skin. He looked up and met the blue eyes of a 7 foot killer whale staring back at him. "Hi," the orca smirked. "Didn't mean to frighten you."
"N-no, you didn't. Sorry, I was just leaving." Kostan moved to get around the whale and our of the room.
"Whoa, whoa, why the big hurry?" The orca clapped a hand on the coyote's shoulder, stopping him in his tracks. He moved into the room, edging Kostan back with him. From behind the whale, a grey stallion slid past the door frame completely blocking the exit. "Looks like someone had a good time in here."
"I-i... er... Sorry, look I've got to go."
The stallion swung the door closed. Kostan stepped back from the hand confining him to the spot. He took in the two animals standing before him. The orca, tall, and broad chested, a large, pierced fin protruding from his back. Arms like trees, and a 6-pack more defined than any Kostan had seen on the Internet. He wore a heavy ball-chain necklace and a deep blue tribal tattoo ran across his shoulder and down one arm. His cock was completely sheathed, but the sight of the slit alone gave Kostan palpitations. His skin, deep black and brilliant white, glistened, almost as if it was permanently wet. The horse was all together less subtle in his appearance. He wore nothing other than a small, black thong barely containing a massive bulge. His fur was grey, stretched over the physique of an athlete rather than the almost bodybuilder proportions of the whale. The horse spoke to Kostan for the first time, his voice was firm, "Our friend tells us you did yourself proud, kid." He reached out and slid a hand across the coyote's chest.
"Guys, please. I don't know what you want, but..."
"Oh, I think you do." The horse moved round behind the boy, bending down to kiss the side of his neck. The mountain of orca, stepped closer to him, taking his wrists and sliding the coyote's hands over his rock-hard pecs and down across his stomach.
Kostan let out a long, hollow breath as the tongue of the horse slid over the tender flesh on his neck at the same time as his hands explored the whale's rippling abs. He looked down to see the tip of the cetacean cock poking out from its sheath. The slender, pointed member was impossible to size up semi-erect, it's tapering shape giving no hint to its eventual size. Kostan let his hands side down to touch the tip, firm, yet incredibly moist to the touch.
The orca murred gently, "God boy."
"I can taste our bovine friend on you," the horse whispered, reaching down, sliding his thong to the ground. Kostan felt the weight of horse cock flop downwards. The stallion pushed it against the boy's butt cheeks. It felt like it stretched half way down Kostan's thigh. Kostan knew what was expected of him now. Dropping to his knees, he looked up at the orca who gave an approving nod. Still able to taste the colossal load of the bull who'd had him barely 20 minutes before, Kostan took the base of the lengthening whale cock in his hand. He sucked the first six inches back into his muzzle, his tongue encircling it as it slid deeper. The orca groaned as he felt the warmth of the coyote's mouth surround his shaft. His arousal increasing, another two inches slid free of its sheath. Kostan gagged as the whale thrust forward into his throat. Obediently, the boy worked on the burgeoning cetacean member, worshiping the long, thick, tapered meat in his mouth. Sucking it, licking it, pumping his head back and forth. His world shrank down to the size of his muzzle and the orca member on his tongue. His eyes closed, all he felt was the animal between his lips.
The grey stallion smiled broadly as he watched the young dog lapping up his friend's penis. He'd never seen a client go at someone like this before. The bull had been right. Kostan snapped back to reality briefly as the horse grabbed his hips. He lifted the coyote onto all fours, freeing the pants restricting the dog's raging hard on. Kostan decided that no resistance was the best option, allowing the equine to slide his pants down to his knees.
Lifting the boy's tail, it became obvious no lube was needed. The bull had made sure of that.
The horse gave his cock a few pumps with his fist to bring it to it's full majesty. Kostan might have thought twice, had he not been so intent of servicing the orca, now with a hand on the back of his head, guiding the coyote back and forth.
Kostan felt the bluff head of the equine member at the base of his lifted tail. He moaned and leaned gently backwards to greet the stallion's spear, now aching to be taken again as he had been so recently.
The horse put a hand on each of the boy's shoulders, bracing himself. He rammed his cock forward, spearing the boy whose eyes shot open. The cetacean member was the only thing stifling coyote's shrieks as he was spread wide from behind. The bull had been massive, but the horse was as wide with another six inches in length at least, but gave no quarter on account of his length. By the second thrust, he had hilted himself in the squirming dog whose muffled moans only heightened his arousal. "Uuunnngh," the horse moaned, "Fucking take it..."
Hearing that, the orca, penis now fully erect at over ten inches, took hold of the coyote's head in both hands and rammed his cock hard into the boy's mouth.
Kostan didn't have time to gag as the pointed tip of the whale pounded into his throat. The bull's cock had been to wide, but with the tapered tip, the full ten inches slid into the boy's mouth. The whale slid himself out of the crammed muzzle until only two inches remained on the waiting tongue. He pushed forwards again, only stopping when the coyote's wet nose hit the bottom of his stomach.
At the other end, the stallion began fucking wildly, his balls slapping against the pert canine ass. Kostan could feel the horse cock stretching every inch of his insides, filling places the bull felt miles from.
As last time the pain subsided and Kostan found himself enjoying being these buff ferals' fuck toy. His balls ached as he hardened for the third time that day.
The orca and the stallion synchronised, one ramming forward while the other pulled out. The dog was continually in a state of having cock rammed into him, be it aft or stern. "Yeah, fucking take my cock, take it," the horse was still muttering, pounding away at the dog's eager ass.
Kostan was losing himself in the sensation of being so completely fucked. His throat full, his ass full, the pounding constant and unwavering. He felt the fire building inside him again, his cock pulsating as his heart raced.
The orca let out a loud moan, quickening his pace. The stallion followed suit, his thrusts getting harder and faster. Kostan shook from head to toe. His cock exploded in a steam of cum, howls of pleasure muffled by whale member sliding deep down his neck. His ass reflexively tightened around the equine in his ass, sending him over the edge.
"Fuck, yeeeeaaaahhhhh" he screamed as his cockhead flared inside the boy, shooting load after load of his seed deep into the clenching ass.
The orca too flared in Kostan's throat, shooting dark tasting, salty cum straight into the boy's stomach. Quickly pulling his meat clear, the whale shot load after load into Kostan's face, the pungent white liquid steaming off his muzzle. After the eighth shot landed, he returned his cock to the boy's mouth, letting him suck the last ounces of cum from the long shaft. Kostan panted as the equine slowly withdrew, one last moan slipping from his lips as the head popped free.
The orca bent down to the dishevelled looking coyote, lightly licking some of the dripping cum from his face. His striking blue eyes winked at the boy as he stood and turned, waiting briefly at the door for his friend. The horse joined him and for the first time, Kostan got a glimpse of his enormous member. It hung, slick and idle, reaching the horse's knee. The stallion smirked at back at him and they were gone.
For the second time tonight, Kostan collapsed, thoroughly fucked, to the floor. He was covered in strippers' cum after having been brutally fucked in a seedy strip bar's back room. He felt filthy, but God, he loved it!