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Stashed in the back of the closet, buried in a box under a few magazines and brochures for sex toys and bondage equipment, the DVD was simply marked "Naira + Ardanis," with a small heart. At first Ardanis had gone looking for it on a whim, but when it proved almost impossible to find it became more a matter of being stubborn than anything. When he finally unearthed the disc he was grouchy and covered in dust, but relieved, and he promptly went to claim his victory.

Popping the disc in, Ardanis settled back on the couch with a low sigh as it spun up and opened with Mina's imposing form, looking just a little young. He scrubbed at his mouth as he watched the opening scenes of the voyeuristic little film unfold. It had been several years since that crazy night, when he'd met Ginger and Mina and learned a whole hell of a lot about himself. That night...

His encounter with Andrea and Ginger the other day had weighed on him, even if he did feel better after thinking it out a little. He felt like he'd lost something along the way, and he couldn't really put his finger on it. Things had been simpler and more fun back then, or so he thought. It was still fun now, but he was... angry. Something like that.

So he'd dug up the movie Mina and Ginger had recorded of their first time all together: Mina and Naira talking nervously, Ginger bringing his drunken ass in and introducing him to his first cock, then his second, and eventually throwing Naira into the mix once he was all buttered up. It was quite a show, really, and it was strange looking at himself of four years ago-- he thought he looked a lot younger, and more confused. That may have been the alcohol, of course.

But... he was having fun. Ardanis watched closely as his counterpart on the screen moaned and slurped at his first hunk of girlcock, almost seeming drawn to it naturally even without seeing it. He watched that kid take it from behind and love it. And he watched the Ardanis onscreen go crazy getting fingered by his girlfriend, though by that point he was rather painfully hard himself. And... he watched the old him... have fun.

There wasn't really any huge revelation to it, he supposed. Back then... Ardanis had just enjoyed it. All of it. Whether he was putting it in or getting it put to him he'd been busting nuts left and right until he literally blacked out-- and was coaxed back for still more fun. And, looking back... even though he'd had what he'd considered a long and successful sexual career up to that point, that was probably one of the defining nights of his sex life. It had been... amazing.

So, what had happened to him? When had he started to... resent certain things? He scrubbed over his head as he watched the lewd scenes unfold, reading his past in the heavy roll of flesh slapping to flesh. Was it just that he felt like he was taking it too much and not giving it enough? There were an awful lot more dicks in his sex life than there used to be. Even if Mina and Ginger were less interested in receiving, Naira was always happy to have some fun. Well, almost always. He did have some competition with the various girls they knew on that front...

But that wasn't really it. Hell, sometimes he felt like she wanted more of him than he could give, though that was largely since he often ended up so drained after the girls were done with him. He got plenty of chances to rut away at the finest pussy around. So, was it that he specifically wanted the other girls to 'put out' more? That, if he wanted something a little more fifty-fifty, they should oblige?

That sounded kinda dumb. Lots of people prefer one over the other, and that's-- He blinked. If he preferred fucking over getting fucked, same as they did, then shouldn't that mean that there should be some give both ways? But... well... He swallowed, watching his past self slobber happily over a fat bullcock.

Maybe he wasn't really... all about putting it in the ladies. I-If anything, the truth staring him in the face as he watched this video was simple: he... liked dick. He liked it a lot. It felt weird just admitting it in his head, but fuck, he'd been doing a lot more than admitting it for years! It's kind of stupid to hide from it now, of all times.

But just like that, he felt... well, a little better. Even if it was just in his head, just to himself, yes, he was admitting it: Ardanis loved cock. He loved how they felt in his hand, and on his tongue, and straining in his throat, and nothing could make him blow faster than getting nailed just right by one from behind. They felt really good. Especially since all the cocks he played with were attached to smoking hot chicks. Yeah. All this time, he was kinda hiding from it, wasn't he? Wondering if maybe, just maybe, he was gay. Afraid of it. But he just loved him some girldick, and that was alright. Not that there was anything wrong with being gay, but that just wasn't him.

It felt kinda amazing. It was stupid how simple this all was, really, but he'd spent so long kinda hiding from it, not wanting to even think about what all this meant. Which was pretty dumb in itself, really. He sighed, leaning forward, one hand spread over his face. So... what did this mean? What'd he do now?

Well... he'd admit to himself that girlcock can do a lot to hit his sweet spots. And that enjoying that doesn't mean that he has to go put on some rainbows and lisp and shit. And if that was what he liked, and he didn't have to be ashamed of it, and... then...

Well, what the fuck was he sitting around here for, then?

Standing at Andrea's door half an hour later, he tried to shake off a similar thought.

But he'd already knocked, and just as he started to lose his nerve the door cracked open. The blue feline peeked out, and smiled at him, opening the door to reveal her loungewear: a loose tee that did little to hide her assets above, drawing a curved line across her front between two hard tips, and a pair of strained, pink panties that in turn did next to nothing to conceal her assets below, which were already stirring. "Ardy! Back already? Ginger's long gone, she had work this morning."

Swallowing his uncertainty, Ardanis pushed forward, putting on a wide smile as he drew close to her barely covered form. "That's alright, I'm sure we can find something to do." Before he could think twice, he slipped an arm around her back, drew her into a kiss, and gently cupped that silk-clad bulge, rolling her plump orbs in his fingers. Flesh pushed against his wrist, stirring quickly in answer as he slipped his tongue past her lips just a moment, drawing out a faint, confused mewl before breaking the kiss with a soft pant and a smirk.

Blinking and taking just a hint of color in the cheeks, she smirked incredulously at him. "Well, uh... yeah, I think we might!" She straightened, giving his rear a squeeze in answer, and he chuckled, pressing her into the living room and kicking the door shut behind him.

Pushing her down onto the couch, he pressed her back up against one of the armrests and shed his pants in a blink as he crawled in between her legs, not sparing a beat. He buried his face against that stirring bulge, kissing and teasing over the restless creature within until it popped free of her panties of its own accord, drawing a pant of relief from its bearer, her lips shaping a small, pretty "oh..." Finally, he peeled her underwear down as his tongue curled around that rapidly hardening flesh, lips slurping loosely up her side to capture her tip. The sweaty yet clean musk spreading on his tongue was as familiar as a favored meal, and he found it seemed sweeter for admitting that it tasted good, especially spiked with the first dab of her pre as she started to flare and throb against the roof of his mouth. Her paw reached to clutch at his head, a smirk forming on her lips, but he promptly slurped free, crawling up over her as she blinked in confusion.

"Remember last week?" He murred, pushing her shirt up to bare those deep blue beauties. She frowned uncertainly a moment, but before she could respond he went on, "I think I wanna try a redo on that position you liked so much." Their little tennis match had led into some rather intimate aftermath, and she'd managed to turn even a reward for him to her advantage-- but his priorities had changed. He straddled her belly with his own devious smirk, angling his hips and hefting that drool-slicked length up to press her firmly between his cheeks. Her eyes widened, and she moaned, head falling back, as he slowly pressed himself open around her, milking at her head a moment before swallowing it up. He bit into his lip as he ground back, taking a few firm inches before settling for a moment with a sigh to get situated.

Those lush mounds needed some attention. He groped them up eagerly and slapped his own needy rod between them, growling playfully over her as he pulled her heavy, firm rack down snug around his full length. "There we go... I think this'll work out loads better..." He grinned hungrily and ground down and back, slowly straining his depths to take that thick-throbbing creature well into his belly as he ran his ring down that shaft till he managed to sit himself firmly in her lap with a shaky sigh. It was a little faster than he might have liked, but a sight better than he got sometimes! And the important thing was to keep pushing to take his own pace.

Ardanis didn't want to fall into the old habits, the ones he'd developed somewhere along the way of letting them push him into everything. Today, he was in charge, and he was taking what he wanted, including cocks. He was still kinda shaky on it, but sitting anchored in her lap, he couldn't deny how good it felt, that hot creature throbbing and steadily drooling across his insides as this vixen panted and peered up at him, her glorious form bending to his needs. If he could keep her a little off balance, he could keep the initiative and do it his way. This was his big trial run.

Growling softly, he lunged forward, sliding firmly into the heavenly embrace of her tits as hot inches dragged from his backside. "Fffuck... you're quite the playground, Andrea." He tried not to blush, that'd spoil his big new image. He took her paws, which were just starting to creep toward his hips, and firmly pressed them to either side of her chest, smirking playfully down at her as he pressed her to squeeze that already snug cleavage nice and tight. She huffed a bit impatiently, but smiled up at him, giving a little roll of her hips. He answered by bucking down into her hard, and his own paws slipped back to brace on her hips and thighs, the gray working out his rhythm to fuck himself on her and roll into that divine rack smoothly, working between one hot spot and the other.

Yeah... he could get used to this! Soon he was working intently on pumping that hot length through his depths, grinding her up his walls to punch against his gut and send shudders through the whole of him as his walls burned with that lovely, throbbing strain. He only angled his strokes to fuck through her heavy bust as an afterthought, tweaking his motions to pleasure himself all the better while running his ring up and down the full, fat length of that blue creature. He could feel her twitching thick more rapidly with every moment as she squirmed and panted and bucked under him, but his paws planted on her hips kept her just where he wanted her, so he could take her to the hilt at just the right moment as his tailhole seized tight around her. H-he wasn't sure it had ever felt like this before!

Below him, the blue girl was kneading into her own breasts anxiously, groaning and twisting, brow furrowed in denial of what was coming. He only smiled over her, shifting his knees around her, and set to slapping his ass down heavily in that lap, just kissing his cheeks to those twitching balls drawn up between her thighs as he pushed himself to ream out his own core, the steady seep of her endless pre making it easier to push heavy and hungry over her as painful jolts of pleasure twitched through his own shaft.

A single, high whimper broke from the azure temptress, the only warning he had to slam down atop her as she strained up against him and flared thick against his aching walls. Her mouth tore open in a silent cry as heat burst in his belly, pumping thick in that rod as he bit down on his lip and ground on her, shoving that swollen steel tight to his button, riding on every desperate throb as his own length spasmed between her mashed tits. Choking out a snarl, he lurched forward, grinding her viciously across his walls at an angle and burying between her breasts to breed them thoroughly. The first two shots were invisible, but the third managed to burst through, abruptly coating her face and neck with the whole mess as she screamed out at last, panting heavily and heaving under him. He rode it out, teeth bared, grinding heavily down, forward, and back for more until he was utterly spent, his stomach radiating liquid heat as his balls relaxed against her belly.

Alright... the test run went pretty well.

It was too bad he had to run after just one romp, but he knew he'd have to conserve his strength for the real trial. Besides, it didn't hurt to leave Andrea a little confused and tantalized for next time. He forced himself up and off her, gathering his pants while she was still in a daze, and he was making excuses on his way to the door before she knew he was going. Confused from start to finish, and maybe for the best. Ardanis smiled to himself as he closed the door behind him and walked off as jauntily as he could with spunk slowly leaking between his cheeks.

He found Mina chatting with her coworkers at the garage, though he didn't approach right away. This required just a little preparation. But finally he approached her, and she looked up with a smile, nodding to the others before strolling over to join him, leaning on a work table. "Well hey, what brings ya?"

His smile was a deal hungrier. "You, of course. The cot's free in back." They had a small room for workers to nap when things were slow, though Mina had made more creative use of it on more than one occasion.

The minotaur arched her brow, smirking loosely. "Is that right? And it just couldn't wait, huh?" But she was already straightening, leaning close as if to give him a teasing grope, but he dodged inside her reach. He had to take the first strike!

"Yup." He hefted the immense package hidden in her overalls, giving her a firm squeeze through the rough denim. "And nope. I've got something on my mind, and I wanna give it a shot. I hope you don't mind." And with that, he took her by her gropin' hand, giving her a playful tug. She snorted and followed after him, and he kept the pace brisk.

Finally, she pulled the door shut behind them. "Alright," she mused, her powerful voice seeming to reverberate in the suddenly rather cramped room, "what's gotten into you?"

He pulled his shirt off, checked his phone, and put it aside. "Not much. Yet. Let's see what we can do about that, huh?" He turned on her with a smirk. "I'd rip you out of your clothes, but I don't wanna lose an eye. D'you mind?" He was already undoing his own pants.

Chortling to herself, she hefted one massive, barely contained teat, then the other, unhooking her overalls and shedding them with a huff, shaggy fur peeling out of denim all a-bristle. He had a paw wrapped around that half-hard monster between her legs before she'd finished kicking off the legs, smirking up at her as she paused barely a moment before peeling off her shirt. She tossed the garment aside with a sigh, her full, intimidating beauty unleashed as she smiled incredulously down at him. "Yer serious about this, aren't you? What brought this on?"

He pressed at her, rather ineffectively, guiding her to the cot. "Have a lay down. Not much, really. Just been thinking." He didn't look up from that stirring creature steadily spreading his paw wide, stroking loosely, affectionately over the length of it with a low sigh. This was the real deal... his first, his biggest, the one he'd always think of when he remembered the taste of cock. He licked his lips.

"Thinking, huh...?" She eyed his expression a moment before drawing back slowly onto the cot with a chuckle. "Whatever you say, hun."

He slid in between those powerful legs quickly, putting his back to the door as he urged her knees up and spread to give him a little room to work. "Just relax, and enjoy. Call it... making up for lost time." He pressed close, letting that rod slap to his belly as it reached full attention, his paws slipping down to scoop up her orbs. He kneaded firmly over the both of them, just barely managing to contain them pressed snug together between his spread fingers. Low groans rattled out of the minotauress as she settled back with a sigh, her arousal swinging away, but his paws slid up the base to catch it, spreading firm and rubbing over every inch, fingers running smooth on her skin. Steadying the heady wobble of that ponderous length, he aimed it just so as he leaned down, taking in her heady scent a moment before laying a slow lick around her crown.

"Oooh... you're enjoying it today, aren'tcha..." Mina smirked warmly, her eyes little more than slits as her broad hips gave a subtle buck. His paws gripped firm around the very base of her, letting that creature throb happily across the towering inches spanning between his fingers and his lips. He pressed a gloss of saliva to her with a kiss, slowly slurping around the broad bulk of her head, easily tracing a circle without quite touching her crown nor her slit, just barely avoiding her most tender spots. She grew tense, drawing a tight breath as her hands slipped down toward him, and he gently pressed his teeth to her brunt, the corners of his lips curling up in a smirk. The overbearing monster woman paused, and withdrew her hands meekly with a wry smile. "Take yer time, then..."

He nodded, and his lips spread across her again, finally suckling at her crown, following it around as his head craned to tease at that twitching creature from every side. Mina was stuck squirming slowly, panting and staring down at him as he curled in to catch the very top of her cumvein between his lips, suckling firmly at that tender flesh, and she leaked a strikingly high noise, almost a mewl. Now he knew he was getting somewhere!

Salty juices spilled suddenly from her tip, and he let them drizzle down her sides as he teased her, just taking a taste here and there as his tongue dragged across her flesh. She was pulling the pillow down to crush and twist in her hands, apparently feeling the need to destroy something as her fat orbs gave pleased twitches under his paws. He was considering pushing on to the next bit he had planned when, finally, the door cracked open behind him.

"Well... I'm not sure what I expected, but I don't think this was it. Things get off track?" Ginger was teasing him, pressing the door shut and drawing close.

"Naw... he up and pushed right into this on his own. Says he's been... thinkin'..." Mina summarized what little she knew breathlessly, unable to fight down the shuddering smile on her lips as he gave tiny, teasing laps and suckles at the very edges of her cumslit.

The feline paused just a moment in his ministrations to smile over his shoulder, panting softly. "Care to join us? I think I can find a spot for you..." He finally spared a paw from restraining that cowbeast to reach back and give his own ass a light slap as he straightened, scooting up closer to the minotaur, who blinked and chortled in amazement, sharing a look with Ginger-- before he distracted her with another little surprise. He had been aching hard just about since the start, and he finally nestled his own tool in between and beneath those fat bull nuts, letting them drape over either side of him as he ground in down the sweat-slick fur between her cheeks.

"Oh! There we go. Was startin' to think I had a stranger in here." Mina smirked as he prodded down her crack, arms straining to push her hefty thighs further up and spread. Soft hide broke suddenly in the spongy softness of a pucker that almost seemed to suck him up with the first push, and he groaned softly, grinding in with a firm, steady push as she drew a deep breath. "Mmnh. Yer jus' butterin' us up so you can get your turn, aren'tcha? Bet Ginger's next..."

Here he paused again in his sloppy suckles over that rod, though it was true that with all the shifting he'd been doing a lax job. "It's not like that. I just... I know what I want now. And I'm ready to take it."

Ginger settled one knee on the bed, pulling her hair loose with a sigh. She was naked behind him, smiling curiously. "You know what you want, and that's... this?" She thumbed her hardening length, wagging it a little at his back with that teasing giggle of hers in her voice.

He barely hesitated. "That's right. You gonna show it off, or you gonna put it to work?" He shot a smirk right back at her and hefted up close to the minotaur, pushing a heavy groan from her throat as he drove in firmly to the hilt between her cheeks and pressed down, back curving, to strain his mouth open around the full bulk of her cockhead, giving that broad hunk of flesh a loose and sloppy slurping.

He got his answer quickly enough, a firm prod grinding up between his cheeks to find his sweet spot as he shuddered and suckled at his salty mouthful. "Well, well. It only took what, four years? But you finally managed it, huh?" That steamy smile practically warmed his back, it was clear in her voice without so much as a glance back. A firm tip finally nestled against his backdoor, and for a moment, it just throbbed against him slowly before a bead of moisture bloomed against him.

Panting loosely around his side of beef, the feline managed a grunt, "mmmf?" Mina gave a faint snicker underneath him. Every stir of that mousecock against his backside set subtle twitches through his own length, now cemented deep between her cheeks, where that powerful pucker was content to clamp down and hold him nice and snug against her as Ginger got settled in.

"Years. Four years, you were all shy about gagging on our cocks." She murmured, almost a growl, as she rolled a slow, insistent grind against him, working him open with deliberate, steady motions. "Anyone could tell you loved it, but you acted like you didn't." She giggled slowly at that, and gave a single firm push, suddenly forcing him open fully and burying a few warm inches with a sigh. "Nnh... And now... you're finally... ready to admit it." She pressed to his back, the familiar, soft warmth of her breasts spreading against him as she murmured near his ear. "Is that right...?"

Huffing thick over that broad helm, Ardanis furrowed his brow. He'd been working himself up to stay confident and sure on his new course, but at her teasing, his first thought had been to deny it. To make some excuse, or change the subject. But... he was putting that behind him. He pulled off Mina's cock to draw a deep breath, and still he found clever little ideas, twist arounds and jokes to play it off, forming on his tongue. But no. Those were old habits, now. He swallowed a tongueful of bull precum, and cleared his throat. "Yes." He squeezed around her rod just as it finally hilted within him. "I love 'em. I-- love dicks." He paused, and finally smirked, looking over his shoulder. "Yours, anyway." Turning back, he met Mina's eye as she blinked up at him. "And yours." He dragged a paw up and down that thick creature towering between the feline and the bovine. "Your beautiful lady friends. I'll suck 'em. I'll sit on 'em. I like to get my turn on the other end now and then, but yeah. It feels good, why the fuck not?" He drew a deep breath, his fur bristling a little as a little wave of anxious tingles ran through his arms, down his back. Sandwiched in between the two of them, he'd finally said it straight out. He glanced back to Ginger once more, almost challenging her to keep teasing him now. "So?"

The mousegirl answered with a broad smile. "So... that means we can finally stop holding back."

"Wh?" Was about all Ardanis managed before his head was pulled around and beef rammed into his tonsils. A heavy low from the bovine rolled through the tiny break room as Mina arched on the bed, rolling the crushing softness of that ring around his length, jamming his face down to impale him on her throbbing monster. His eyes watered as she levered in against the back of his throat, and he barely started to swallow reflexively-- the motion gave her just barely the opening she needed, and that absurd bulk scraped through the grip of the back of his muzzle, pushing a pregnant bulge into his neck, dragged down by that same swallow. Suddenly he was anchored, a broad, powerful hand wrapped around the back of his skull and working him steadily down toward her musky crotch as that monster throbbed fat with eager readiness, inch after inch disappearing between his lips to feed that thick swell rolling down under his chin and toward his collar bone.

Amidst the thunder of his own muscles stretching taut and dragging across that rugged hunk of cock, bones shifting and tendons straining, he was a little distracted at first, but it was hard to ignore Ginger for long. About the same moment his throat had opened up, she'd hit her stride-- punching her hipbones to his cheeks, her belly snuggling in against the small of his back as she rutted him with simmering fury, chuckling and whispering hungry little nothings over his stooped back as her hands coursed up his sides, over his cramped belly and chest. Her breasts were only barely bouncing on his back now even as she pressed in close over him, he was stuck bending further and further down as that steel trap descended, an unstoppable hand levering him steadily down that monstrous pillar.

Staring at Mina's steadily approaching loins, her fat balls snuggled up to his waist, her anus a pillowy ring steadily wringing the life from his own arousal as Ginger carved a warpath through his lower intestines, Ardanis found that he didn't have very much say in the matter when his balls lurched up painfully, and he creamed that minotaur ass in thick, juttering lurches, his body flexing in a desperate attempt to hump in when he had very little control over where just about any part of him went at the moment.

Ginger's tight, hissing breaths broke into a gleeful little giggle. "Ohhh, he's gone and popped! You do get so TIGHT when you're blowing it!" She growled playfully and lurched into a rapid, brutal series of slapping blows to his ass, paving over his prostate mid-orgasm. The feline's vision exploded with lights, a lightning bolt shooting up his spine to set his brain buzzing with some kind of overwhelming triple-folded ecstasy, the very sensation growing so intense it became almost bitter, but he could only ride it and fire absolutely nothing, his balls aching and churning as he throbbed and throbbed, his climax overextended well beyond any reason. A heavy shudder ran through him, and his muscles slacked.

"Mmh, there we go...!" Mina murred approvingly-- and shoved his face square into her crotch. He managed a tiny, protesting grunt even around that creature-- he was bent in a tight ring, buried between her cheeks with his nose mashed into her belly, her sack hugging his neck while her shaft filled it to the very root, the head straining slowly into his torso proper. His back trembled in a spiderweb of tiny, straining points, his stomach was crushed in the front and taking a pounding from behind, and he was already getting hard again.

"There, now..." Ginger purred, stroking over his taut back, combing through his bristling fur. "Doesn't it feel better to just be honest and open about your feelings?" She giggled, rolling a slow, heavy grind around his insides that he thought he felt shift the bull balls under his chin.

Ardanis was already aching and reamed out, utterly drained, and his vision was going a little dark at the edges. And he could tell these two were worked up, they may well go another hour before even taking a break. By the time they were done, this room would stink of raw sex, probably permanently, and he would be a sodden, reddened mess, unable to count the number of loads inside him, nor on him. And... he had no regrets. This was the life he'd found for himself, and it was hard, but it was fucking fantastic.

This was his life, and his choice. Ginger, Mina, Andrea, Naira... they belonged to him, and he to them. He was the girls' friend, lover and playtoy, and he finally realized, that's just how he wanted it.