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Dash was sitting at the bar, well, to be more accurate he was heavily leaning at one. Supporting himself with his arms on the bar counter Dash had had maybe 5 too many. His vision blurred, his eyes drooping and the bartender's patience was running out. The fox was a scientist, though his labcoat was at work, instead wearing a boring button up work shirt that probably had a shot's worth of spilled booze soaking in the fabric. Five years of research down the drain, some asshole cat in France had completed in a year what this american fox had been trying to do for nearly five years. He was going to have to try to rip apart Jacque's work sometime this year, but for now, he was going to get shitfaced. He left work that day and went to the nearest bar to his lab. It was about a block away and was pretty shabby. The walls dirty, the entire place smoky from patreons who didn't give a shit about the new "no smoking" regulations. The booze was cheap but strong right now, that's all he wanted.

The music in the bar was a mix of older rock and country that the fox normally wouldn't be able to stand. The patrons all seemed so insecure that they couldn't go more than five minutes or whatever without getting into a fight. All overly muscled and smelling of sweat, musk, and such aggressive straightness that he bet that there was enough Axe on the patrons to fill a bottle. The guy next to him on his left was an old lion, who seemed to know the place well, on his right was a shark. Look to be about 250 pounds of muscle and was drinking beer, staring at anything walking in with a skirt and getting rejected when he tried to talk to them. The fox wondered if the shark would react the same way if the fox tried on a skirt. He groaned and downed another shot of bourbon. The brown liquid bringing him momentary escape from his fantasies. He loved to have sex with woman without a doubt, but for years he'd stopped himself from doing anything with men, despite wanting to know just how a cock would feel, how it would taste....how it....

He ordered another shot and tried to drown his thoughts with more booze. though they only came back, stronger, as his shaft started to get hard over all the thoughts he had about that muscled shark sitting right next to him as he was blue balled once more. The fox looked at the shark, his eyes unable to really see the shark but without a doubt handsome. The muscles weren't so pronounced to be ugly, and they weren't hidden but they weren't too big either....maybe the shark could.

He asked for another shot but the doberman behind the counter just shook his head, and slapped Dash his tab. The fox sighed and stopped supporting his head, letting it just slam into the counter. Without looking up he pulled three random bills from his wallet and threw them on the counter, scattering them before he attempted to stand up. It took a good while, he ended up having to use the counter and some other furs just to support himself. The shark he had been supporting himself on didn't appreciate the hand on his arm, the six and a half foot monster of an aquatic predator glared daggers into Dash

"If you don't let go of my arm right now you fa..." the shark couldn't finish his sentence. The drunken fox leaned up and kissed the shark right on the cheek. Dash had a drunken blush on his face, planting his face into the shark's pecs. The bar continued, oblivious to the drunken display of the canine. The shark pulled the fox off of his black sleeveless shirt, his massive 6' 5" height towering over the slightly short fox. Dash giggled and shook his rear and tail slowly, "oh come on big boy, you know you want something warm and orange tonight." He giggled and kissed the shark again, this time a few patrons looked over, noticing the fox's display. The shark looked around, his face in a frown, "What the fuck are you doing?!?"

Dash giggled and whispered, "Shhhh shhhh shhhh shhhhhh, you know you could use some...." Dash licked his lips and looked up at the shark, "Nice lips right now."

The shark looked around nervously, his cargo shorts obviously bulged out, Dash leaned into him and said, "Well look what we have here," as he stroked the front of his shorts, feeling the hardening cock beneath his hand. He saw the shark bite his lip in indecision, the bar started to go silent looking at the fox, watching intently. The shark looked nervously around, unsure what to do, then he heard it, the zip of his cargo shorts.

The fox had undone the button and fallen to his knees with an audible thud. His face landing square in front of that much larger male's now exposed underwear. Some of the patrons left, shaking their head or whispering under their breath. Most of the bar, females included, watched to see what would happen next, almost all conversation in whisper. The fox, who had spent nearly 8 years in academia, working hard, who's mind was praised by the community and generally considered quite a respectable scientist, whose work had indeed pushed science forward, drunkenly smashed his face into the shark's briefs, feeling the heat and the thick, turgid feeling of the cock hidden behind the thin layer of cotton. He gasped and blushed as his muzzle tickled and teased the hidden shaft. His mouth watered and his partner had abandoned any sense of decency as he softly groaned out, "fuck".

Dash felt a hand behind his head, pushing it forward, he grinned, "Does this mean the big grumpy shark wants..." The hand pushed his head forward, silencing his sultry talk. He grinned as he reached up with his hand and started to pull the shark's briefs down. The smooth underwear slid slowly down and revealed the shark's prize: a nice, thick meaty ten inch cock. His face still pushed into the shark he reached out with one hand and grabbed the cock: it barely fit in his hand....this was going to be a good night.

He pulled his head back and pushed his face straight into the shark's balls, they hung low and the creature that they were attached to panted with desire. He put them into his mouth, suckiling and bobbing his head, meanwhile his hand started to stroke the now fully erect shark, the thick cock letting out a nice bead of pre. The fox moved his head forward, his tongue licking the shaft, from the base to the tip he slowly moved his head along the throbbing length. the meat was salty with musk and tasted divine to the hazed fox. When he reached the tip he circled his tongue around the tip before giving it a nice kiss, tasting the bitter, salty, delicious pre.

His world became a bit darker as another massive fur walked over. A deer, easily six foot, rock hard abs complimented the shirtless deer, as did the fully erect 7 inch cock hanging from his unbuttoned jeans. Dash looked up to the shark and said, "sit down"

The shark looked at the deer and back to dash before he agreed silently and sat down, his cock pointing straight into the air, begging to be choked on. Dash got onto his hands as well as his knees now. Jutting his ass through his fuck-ugly khakis as he positioned his head right above the shark's now glistening cock head as pre leaks from the tip. He breathed on the cock before shoving his head down onto the long, hard, shaft. The shark above him groaned with pleasure as, once more, a hand was placed between his ears. His tail lifted into the air he felt hands reach around his waist and begin to pull at the button. The cock, thick in his mouth and slowly dribbling that wonderful pre into his mouth, bobbed with the heartbeat of that shark. The fox grinned internally as he attempted to shove his face as far down as he could. he was able to get 3/4ths the way down before he gagged. The hand released letting him come up for a bit of air before the fox plunged himself back down onto the cock, sucking and fawning over the first 5 inches. His pants were frantically pulled down, swiftly and harshly as a desperate hand struggled to pull down the underwear that was now exposed. His tail waved back and forth as the drunken fox would finally feel a nice thick cock back there. Years of fingers and porn left him aching for something deep inside of him. He lowered his head as he was able to get a bit deeper into the shark and lifted his hips up to the deer as he silently begged to be fucked.

The deer shakily pulled down the underwear and Dash gasped as he felt something warm, wet and muscled prodded his back door. His pucker feeling like nothing the fox had ever felt before. He tried to look back to see what was happening but the hand between his ears kept his mouth firmly on the cock. The fox moaned at the feeling as the sounds of wet lapping came from behind him.

The shark groaned "OHHH fuck," as a large string of pre hit the back of the fox's throat. The shark was probably getting close. The lapping stopped as he felt something much much much bigger start to press into him, thankfully it felt like it was lubed up, probably with another's saliva as he could hear all around him the sounds of fucking. He whimpered as his virginal tailhole was stretched out by his very first cock. He pressed into the cock before him to try to not feel the pain of first penetration. The intense pressure behind him only grew and grew. Never seeming to let up until finally he relaxed slightly and the cock slide into him. His eye bulged and he lifted his head. The hand on his head relaxed as he came up for air and groaned loudly as the deer held his hips as inch by slow in entered into him. He collapsed onto the shark's thighs as he closed his eyes and tried to get used to the feeling of being penetrated. He pumped the shark's cock as the deer slowly bottomed out into the fox, the small canine never feeling more full, more pleasured, or more erect in his life.

The deer's balls finally met the fox's own as he panted in and out, getting used to the feeling. The deer leaned up and over the fox's back and whispered, "are you ok?"

The fox nodded, "y-ya, just need to..."

He didn't finish his sentence, the fox lifted his head and put his muzzle back to work on the shark. His muzzle bobbing up and down and for once, the shark moved his hand to the side as the fox aggressively bobbed up and down on the sharks' length. With each push up and down wet noises came from his front as he quickly sucked on the shark and from behind as the deer started to slowly move out of the fox. The deer stopped about halfway before pushing his shaft forward again, pulling on the fox's tail has the deer tried to get deeper and deeper into the fox. The canine moaned loudly as his deepest reaches were tickled. The shark was panting heavily because of the fox. His breath becoming faster and faster, raising his hips to meet the fox's warm, waiting mouth. He panted his last before loudly groaning, taking Dash's head, and forcing it down his cock.

Dash panicked as his supply of air was cut off as the shark's cock filled his throat. Then he felt the cock around his throb, once, twice, and finally a third time as a stream of hot, thick, cum flooded his mouth. He tried to pull away as the shark flooded his mouth but that hand kept his head firm. The deer started to pick up his pace and every thrust made dash loose just a little more air as he tried to swallow the river of cum spouting from the shark. His mouth leaking with the white hot liquid. After what felt like an eternity but was only five seconds passed the loosened and he came up for air. His face painted with white as the final rope shot out of the shark and onto the top of his muzzle. The deer behind him said nothing as he began to jackhammer his cock into dash, now stopped by nothing. The poor fox barely had time to recover before his head was pushed into the ground as the Cervidae pounded into him. One hand keeping the fox's head down and the other pulling on his tail, thrust after thrust pounded into the fox as the deer desperately tried to get off.

Dash's tongue rolled onto the floor in a state of pure bliss as his rock hard erection grew only harder as his male "g-spot" was pounded by the deer's cock. The deer had one frantic, hard, intense series of thrust that glid in and out of the fox faster than he could comprehend as the deer thrusted one more time, deep into the fox as that cock twitched, once, twice, three times.

Dash's insides were filled with that white hot cum once more. The deer's volume was less impressive but much hotter. The fox could feel every single strand as it shot deep into him, turning his tunnel white with sticky, hot semen. His own cock sputter and dropped cum as his hole twitched and sputtered with pleasure. His groans and moans the loudest in the bar, now filled with the sounds of intense loving. The deer panted before pulling away and a dollop of that hot wonderful liquid poured down and dripped off of the fox's own balls. He lay there for a second in bliss of that physical miasma of pleasure, only brought out of it before he heard the deer yell, "Hey! Who wants sloppy seconds?!?"