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When Cum Sluts Party, by AnotherAperson

“God, you're so fucking hot like this, babe," said Hal, spreading Ash's cheeks wide with his thumbs. The fox's tail danced above, even pulled back to expose his tight hole to his boyfriend.

“Yeah? I bet you'd prefer it if I had a hyena's ass," purred Ash, spreading his thighs wider. He shook his hips from side to side as Hal toyed with him. The hyena's hands drew higher to lift the black straps of Ash's lingerie, before letting it slap back against his fur. The cotton fabric wove around each of the vulpine's hips, then round to cup his crotch, hiding away his cock even despite his throbbing arousal.

Below, Ash's spread knees rested on a long pillow. On top, precariously balanced between his legs, was a bowl, aptly labelled in a black scrawl: 'Bitch Bowl.' The marker was left carelessly inside.

Black, fluffy handcuffs tied the fox's wrists together behind his back, and a pink sleep mask blinded him. He was bent over a footstool in the middle of their living room, completely exposed and vulnerable, but it didn't stop him trying to wind up his infallible boyfriend.

“Trust me; we'll both be sick of hyenas by tomorrow."

“I'm already sick of them," muttered Ash, as Hal tugged on his bushy tail. He clenched in response, and Hal laughed. His hot breath wafted over Ash's naked rear, and made him shiver.

“Besides," said Hal, ignoring the comment, “who else can make noises like this."

_“_Like what—" He let out a high shriek as a cold nose tickled under his tail, before a thick tongue jabbed into him and spread him wide.

“Fuck! Babe…"

He groaned as he felt Hal's chuckles run through the kiss and against his insides. Though, it was less of a kiss and more of a tongue fucking. The hyena sucked greedily into him, forcing him to stretch open and experience sudden pleasure as Hal's long tongue curled over his prostate. He reflexively squeezed over it with a high whine that shook their flat.

It was too tight for Hal, and he pulled out with a lewd pop. He sat back and admired his work. His spit made the pink muscle shine in the evening light, the creamy white fur on either side twitching and shuddering with excitement.

“There's just something about foxes, and-"

“Shut it. There's something between you and every lion we meet as well, if–"

His words broke into more whines as Hal's tongue pushed even deeper inside, preparing him for the evening ahead. Hal's muzzle became matted in his own spit, and he felt almost delirious on the constant moans and full-body shudders that ran through Ash. But his efforts worked. Slowly, the vulpine relaxed, and stayed loose enough for Hal to lick up into him, rather than forcing himself inside each time. When he pulled on his tail, there was only the faintest flicker of resistance.

Finally calm, the fox had lost all his words. He lay limp over the stool, and made breathy sounds of pleasure with each passionate lap and stroke. His cock dripped through its fabric in a constant stream. His tail flicked lazily above.

But despite this, Hal knew he could sink his boyfriend even further into bliss, and he slurped back inside for many minutes. Only the sharp sound of the doorbell shook them from their reverie.

“I'll be right back, Ash. Stay awake for me."

“Ghhhh…"

Hal didn't bother to wipe his muzzle as he went to the door. He wore a white jockstrap, and tank top to cover the worst of the cum stains. He looked more modest than Ash, but not because he was embarrassed by the party they were having. For hyenas, it was commonplace.

As he passed into the hall, he flicked on the dance music he knew Ash hated. Then, with a toothy grin, he flung open the door, revealing five hyenas. They were all in similar stages of undress as himself. Two had collars and harnesses across their bare chests, while the others were completely nude, their floppy cocks swaying in the cold night air. Hal was happy to notice that some swung up at the sight of him. Their five grins matched his own, as he spread his arms wide to beckon them inside, finishing with a mock bow. It was originally Ash's flat after all, and was very arty compared to what they were used to.

“Hal! You haven't started without us, have you."

They cackled together, filling the building with a rapturous and dangerous noise. The nearest hyena roughly slammed their chests together in a hug, then rubbed their muzzles together. His cold beer pack pummelled his legs.

“Filthy, Hal. You're somehow always the worst of us."

“I try my best."

Another hug, and the first hyena disappeared inside. His laughter grew even louder, even over the din of music.

“Oh, you need to see this!"

“Where should I put these?"

Their muzzles rubbed together, then a hand slapped his ass as they passed. Soon after, there was another slap inside.

“Holy shit, look at 'im. Look at that tail go!"

“I'd drink them before Josh gets them."

“God, you stink. I dread to think what your room is like…"

“If you're nice, maybe you'll find out."

“Even I'm not brave enough to go in there…"

Together they made it inside. Their stiff cocks waddled and drooled together, but they waited until they bumbled into the living room, where the laughter was loudest. Someone whistled and the rest jeered.

“Dibs."

“Hal, you've been holding out on us."

“Aww… The poor boy looks nervous."

“Fuck off! You always go first."

“Did anyone bring a bag?"

“Yeah, so, I'm going to go first again, aren't I?"

Once again, Ash was lost for words thanks to two hyenas squatting either side of him, grabbing at his ass. The one on the left picked up the pen with a mirthful expression.

“We should keep a tally."

“Woah, excited already?"

“Hey, can you order us some pizzas or something? I get kinda hungry after we fuck."

“You're leaking all over the fancy carpet."

“Yeah, if you can count while drunk."

“You can count?"

More laughter as bottles cracked open. Cocks rubbed and squirted. The pen lid popped amongst the music and bubbling drinks. 'Slut' was written in big letters over Hal's ass, as another hyena offered to have the same on his chest. More pens appeared from somewhere as the door rang again.

“Do you think that's Josh in his Tux?"

“Hey. I'm an easy guy to please. I like Pepperoni, but get a mix."

“I hope not; you get way too excited by ripping off buttons. I bet even the slut couldn't afford it."

“Think of the poor deliveryman, Alex…"

“Ha! I think he likes that. Do it again. Ha ha! Listen to that groan."

“You love it."

This time, six hyenas grinned back at him. One had leather mitts over his hands, each chained to the straps over his chest. Another only wore an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. It was a much more muscular group, and they flaunted their curves with pride.

“Is that Alex I can smell?"

“I brought the strong stuff, for later tonight."

“Hey, look at this." He unzipped his bag, revealing a rainbow of toys inside. A dildo flopped out against the carpet, and another hyena kicked it inside as he went. Someone turned up the music as a familiar whine filled the building. Laughter followed.

“Nice place, Hal."

“Is that who you were texting about? I can't wait to have a go; with all the stories you've been telling us."

A paw clamped over his back. Someone was brave enough to kiss him on the side of his mouth, before the wave of hyenas were pushing and bumbling inside to join the rest. A chair had been moved beside Ash's, and a sprightly hyena was bent over the armrest as he was fingered to the delight of the onlookers. Someone else had finally got first-dibs on Ash, and was happily rutting into him. A bottle of lube went flying. Condoms were torn, and their packaging scattered across the ground.

“Fuck, he's tight."

“Hey, would you like another hand?"

“No, the pink one. I want him to really feel it."

“Not by tomorrow. He won't be able to sit properly for weeks."

A cheer rose up and drinks were raised. Ash's groan rose above it all.

“What did you write?"

“Don't worry; you can ask your boss tomorrow."

Alcohol splattered in the corner as a passionate pair kicked their legs out. From somewhere else came the gnashing teeth of a sloppy kiss.

“Woah, I didn't know you were so hung. Where you've been keeping that thing?"

“Where's the bathroom?"

A thirsty hyena had taken to kneeling beneath the table in the kitchen, and he was choked by cocks and drinks alike. Some left to join him, and more seemed to appear out of thin air to fill the living room.

“Beneath 'Bitch,' write your PIN. You need a new wardrobe."

“Shut up."

“God, you smell…"

“Make me."

“Is this all you've brought? We'll need way more than that if Alex keeps on drinking."

The doorbell rang again. Hal swore someone had already turned the heating up, as the room sweltered and promptly filled with their fur and sweat. He walked around an impromptu cuddle session to get to the door.

“Josh, you look terrible. Let me get you more comfortable."

“Look! You can keep whatever you can sit on."

“Pass me that camera. The fox is getting even freakier in there. I'd set up a microphone if I had one."

The hyena with the bag was excitedly showing his toys when someone reached over to lick him on the ear, and they all went flying.

“Get your slimy hands off me; this is expensive."

“I'll write it if you write it."

“You can take more than that. Be a good boy, take a breath, and…"

As Hal passed to their bedroom, he found two hyenas wrestling and humping as someone jeered from the foot of the bed. His underwear draw had been wrangled open, and most of its contents were missing. They waved to him as he entered, then begged him to stay as he left. A dildo brushed his waist from where it was stuck to the doorway.

“Yeah, get him, James. You're like twice the size of him."

“Has anyone seen my beers? You know I can't have the cheap shit you're all having."

“Look at this!"

“Fuck! Swallow. Don't let it stain the walls."

“Half the dick, though."

“Oh! You… You always…"

The next doorbell ring, and Hal found another eight hyenas. This group looked like a horny biker gang. One of their faces was nothing but piercings. Two others were bound together by matching collars, and hugged Hal in tandem as they passed. Something was knocked off the wall, and smashed, but it didn't put a dent in the uproar of excitable greetings.

“Sorry we're late. This fucker wanted a favour before we left the car."

“I should bring my own fox next time. Sorry to keep you waiting, Hal."

“Yeah, and you wanted your balls licked."

“There are drinks in the hall."

“There's a spitroast as well."

“I think there are drinks everywhere, now."

They all headed back inside, and the whole flat felt like it was at the boiling point. The air now reeked of hyenas, and they were around every corner: laughing, drinking, and fucking in constant ecstasy. Hal could hear every room being defiled at once.

“Don't spank me with that; you don't know where that's been."

“Two at once? I swear Josh has taken four, before now."

“Fuck, please, don't stop, keep—"

“Yeah, if he ever gets out of his suit."

“That's the point."

“Khoff! khak!"

“God, you're so big."

“I hope you're going to wipe that up at some point. You look like a walking tripping hazard."

“Hmm… You really know how to…"

“Hey, bring those two over here. We've got a little challenge for them: Dick or Drinks."

“Kaff! glrrk!"

“Look! The little bitch is finally cumming."

Ash groaned and there was another cheer. A crowd rushed to the living room, to see that the hyena behind him had finished, too. He had enough mind to not knot the fox. His load rolled among many, down over the fox's taint and balls to drip slowly into the bowl. At least three different tallies were ticked, and another male took his place. A slick squelch filled the living room over Ash's defeated grunt. His tail waved happily above.

Hal made his way around the jerking bodies until he sat at Ash's front. 'Cum Slave,' 'Bitch,' and 'Fucktoy' were all drunkenly scrawled over his broken and happy expression. 'Runt' was plastered over his mask. He barely reacted as Hal petted over him and murmured in his ear.

“Are you alright, babe? I can make them stop if it's too much."

“Can you really?"

“Anything for you, my little Cum Slave."

Hal kissed him on the side of the mouth. Ash was apparently too far gone to reciprocate, beyond opening his muzzle and letting Hal lick into it. If he was bothered by what he tasted, he didn't mention it.

A pen began to scrawl across Hal's face as well. A hand reached beneath him to stroke his dangling cock, before one of the earlier party goers— more drunk than the rest— sat in his lap, and began babbling in his ear. Hal decided it wouldn't be too hard to babysit two people instead of one. He sat with them for the rest of the evening, and watched the chaos unfolding around him.

The toys were very popular. Lots of different games and challenges started around the room to justify the ever-flowing alcohol. Hal kept his ears pricked for the sounds of sirens and screaming, but the party was still running smoothly. At least by hyena standards.

Despite the chaos, Ash's ass remained the centrepiece of it all. The first few hyenas had no trouble dumping their loads inside, as they would with their own partners. But soon, Ash was far too loose to provide enough resistance. The sixth hyena eventually gave up, and jerked himself off for a minute before pressing back inside. The rounds finished a lot faster after that. With each one, Ash would make a little whimper, which Hal would sloppily kiss away.

All of it dripped down to fill the bowl until someone had the bright idea of plugging Ash each time. The first, standard-sized toy nearly sank inside completely. So, a group went around, trying different ones to see which one stuck before an XL plug was found and shoved inside. Hal didn't remember seeing it within the bag, but he didn't ask. Ash wasn't complaining.

The bowl was then sequestered away, with a nervous chitter of giggles. A wet sound soon filled his bedroom, and whispers soon spread from ear to ear throughout the many rooms. Hal wasn't brave enough to get up and investigate himself.

With each filling, the celebrations began to dwindle. Enough alcohol had now been consumed to move the crowd from loud to subdued, and the hyenas began to collapse, one by one, into corners or seats. A few brave souls stumbled back home with drunken goodbyes and a hundred kisses.

At some point, Ash had passed out.

Carefully, Hal made himself comfortable on the floor, and let his boyfriend sprawl across his chest. A few came back for a second round, even as he slept, but otherwise Ash was left alone. The little fox deserved some rest. He would need it when he tried to stand in the morning, and saw the mess they had to clean up together.