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Hi, I'm half artist, hald writer, all furry. I have an Inkbunny account but I also want to write adult stuff. So here goes the fist story. Hope u like it ;3

When a door closes, a window opens

It was his second day of sleeplessness. Resigned, he decided to call his best friend Arctic. Although Arctic was a polar bear and he was a deer, they got along well, and because of that trust, he knew he was the right one to help him.

He arrived around noon. He recognized the way he knocked on the door, just like in the Roger Rabbit movie.

He invited him in and offered him a cold beer.

"What happened?"

Svald hesitated for a moment, blushed and looked away.

"Promise you won't laugh."

Arctic raised an eyebrow.

"I promise to try."

"Well... Remember my girlfriend went on a trip five days ago and she'll be back in ten?"

"Aha, yeah, I think I recall that. What about it?"

"Just before her trip, we decided to try 'new' things."

"Like food?" He joked with a broad smile, a joke that Svald didn't get because he was so engrossed.

"No," he blushed even more, scratching his hands nervously, "you know..."

Artic smiled, slapped his palm on the table and narrowed his eyes.

"Ha ha, that Savanna is a pretty bold cheetah. What things? Tell me, tell me!"

"She told me to try a..." he was too embarrassed, so he hurried the words out, "a chastity cage!"

"Does that bother you? I don't mind, you have to try new things. I always thought you were very vanilla."

"Yeah, but... she took the key by mistake."

Arctic stared at him for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Hey," Svald snorted, "you promised!"

"I promised I'd try. So you still have it on. Can't you cut it off?"

"No, it's metal, and I don't want a saw near my... thing."

"Your cock, Svald, say it. Well," the bear scratched his chin, "call a locksmith."

"No way! I'd be too embarrassed."

"Then you'll have to wait for her to come back," Arctic concluded with a sigh.

"The problem is that I masturbate every day before I go to sleep. And I can't do it with this thing. I haven't slept in two days."

He got up from his chair and bridged the distance to his cervine friend who was standing near the kitchen.

"Let's see. Come on, don't make that face, if you called me, it was to help you take it off. I can't do it with your pants on."

Svald stood up and unbuckled his belt. Arctic knelt down and pulled his pants down roughly, like someone pulling a bandage from a wound.

"Jesus! Your underwear is soaked. You weren't kidding. Here, hold still and I'll see if I can force this thing down."

Arctic picked up the cage and began moving it back and forth, cursing inwardly. The exposure, the restraint and the strain began to make him horny. Unfortunately, this caused his penis to grow and when it hit the metal confines of the device, it hurt.

"Shit, Svald, stop throwing pre, you're soaking my hands and making me lose my grip."

Svald was breathing heavily. Damn cage! He had to cum, to empty his balls somehow. He squeezed the counter so hard his fingers hurt. He was already breathing with his mouth open and had to wipe the droplets of saliva with the back of his arm.

Arctic gave up. He smelled the pre on his hand and licked it, why had he done that? Svald again felt the force of his penis trying to break free and grow, and again felt a small trickle of pre escape from the captive tip of the glans.

"You really look desperate. You know, there is another way a man can cum. From behind."

"You mean...?"

"Yes, use your fingers."

"But I don't know how."

"Well," Artic scratched his head and looked away, "we've come this far, maybe I can help you."

Svald wanted to say no, but he could not stand it any longer. He lay down on the bed on all fours with his legs slightly apart. A towel was placed underneath. The bear massaged his buttocks a little and spread them apart. Svald's heart pounded so hard in his chest that for a moment he thought the hippie neighbor was back with his percussion lessons. Arctic touched his anus with a cold finger. Svald jumped for a moment and pushed the body away.

"Heh, don't worry, I won't bite you."

Svald took a deep breath and returned to his position. The finger caressed his ass gently, in small circles and occasionally pressing inward. Then Arctic ran his index and middle fingers up and down the cage, using the pre as a lubricant to slowly push them in. Svald moaned. It felt weird, but not bad. The fingers began to press as if they were touching the secret pleasure button. It seemed to Svald that his dick would break the cage at any moment. Every time the fingers pressed, a trickle of pre-cum spurted from his tip. He felt something coming. Something very strong. And suddenly the fingers withdrew.

"Don't stop! I was almost there..."

"I'm sorry, but I can't hold it anymore."

"What do you mean?"

Arctic had undressed in an unreal speed and was standing behind him. Before Svald had time to react, the huge bear was already kissing his asshole with the tip of his thick cock. Svald let out a muffled cry as he felt it penetrate him, then pulled it out and pushed back in. Deeper. Further than where the fingers had played. The huge veiny basilisc explored deeper and deeper. For a moment, Svald could feel the bear's throbbing in the contour of his ass. He could not utter a word, only moans of pleasure:

"Ohh, ohh, OHH! Mmh...."

The bear picked up the pace. The deer felt that his dick would explode in an incomparable white blast, that the towel would not be enough to absorb the coming flood.

Arctic paused for a moment and, without removing his member from Svald's cavity, grabbed him by the antlers and lifted him up. In the air, like a punching bag, he took every blow from his friend's broad, powerful hips. He no longer felt the pain in his asshole, now it was like a fire he hoped would burn forever because it felt so good. Svald bounced off the bear like a ball at the feet of a talented soccer player. His balls would collide with Arctic's in those moments when he was as far inside as possible. And they soared weightlessly as he lifted him up as if he weighed nothing.

"Ahh, I'm almost there!" Arctic shouted.

"Harder, me too, I'm about to blow!"

The bear picked up speed. The pre slid down Svald's balls and landed on the clean sheets, beyond the towel. He was now pushing as hard as he could to allow his friend's imposing cock to enter smoothly, and that made the tickle he felt in his prostate even stronger. His legs began to tremble. He cried out as the powerful sensation overwhelmed him. The cum shot out in monumental spurts, the amount of which he had never shot before. One string after another. Some went across the width of the bed and up against the wall. Arctic continued and he didn't care. He would let him use him as much as he wanted.

The bear's moans increased, then there was a pause, and the cock conquered him at full length. He was in up to his balls. He felt the cock pulsing in his ass and the cum build up inside him. Arctic was breathing heavily at his neck. He pulled his cock out, accompanied by a spurt of semen, and laid the deer gently on the bed. Svald spread his buttocks and forced himself open. He felt the sperm slide down onto the already ruined sheet.

"Wow, I didn't expect to cum like that," Arctic confessed. "Give me a second and I'll help you clean up."

"We can clean up, or.... Would you like another round?"

Artic smiled.

"I'll take some water and keep fucking your pretty little cervine ass."

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The plane had just landed.

"Hi honey, I missed you."

Svald kissed her on the mouth.

"I missed you too. I accidentally took the key to the cage with me. You must be desperate."

"Actually, I liked it. I discovered the next thing I want to try."

From a black bag Svald took out a strap-on with a dildo. His girlfriend smiled jokingly.

"I didn't expect that from you. When we get home..."

"There's no one in the men's room."

His girlfriend gave him an even wetter kiss, tongue deeper.

"Let's go."