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"Oh my god I need to get out of these pants," the dog said cheerily from the door as Tai threw his arms around his fluffy neck.

"Hey, Cass! It's been forever!"

The clumsy chatter of friends who haven't seen each other face to face in years ginned up slowly. Compliments on the apartment, complaints about the trip, conjuring half-forgotten inside jokes. All in all a warm reunion. The Bernard set his bags by the door and stretched, the gesture bouncing his bulging crotch dangerously, while Tai called for his beloved tiger.

"Get cozy, big dog, I was just playing that game you suggested," the fox explained, waving an invitation toward the plush couch.

Abel came in just as the canine was fishing his paws out of the cuff of his pants, meaty thighs cocked in such a way that they framed his straining purple underwear. The tiger's eyes went wide for a second and he turned his face sharply to his boyfriend. "Hey, babe, is this your buddy?"

Despite himself, he couldn't help but be thrown wildly off guard by the suddenly half naked dog taking up the center of the couch, arms spread wide and bulge draped off the edge. It was obscene honestly. The briefs were definitely not properly fitted, dipping to show the frenulum of his sheath and the seams looked like they were digging into his balls. Everyone had seen hypers on the net before. It was a common enough coming-of-age ritual, but Abel had never had to share a room with balls bigger than his head before. It was more intense than he realized.

"Abel, this is Cass. Cass, meet my tiger Abel," Tai insisted excitedly, glad to introduce his old friend to his long time lover. "I'm so glad you two finally get to spend some time together. Cass is a sweetheart and I hope you get along."

Cass smiled casually and offered Abel a wave. The tiger didn't notice though since the purple mass of maleness twitched visibly against the couch with ominous timing. Still, Abel was determined to be a gracious host and a good boyfriend so he squeezed Tai around the waist and sat across the living room.

The controllers were passed around and talk quickly turned casual. Abel mostly listened as Tai teased out all the dating profile info out of his guest: staunch opinions about gaming, modest opinions about music, lurid interest in food. The two canines had met in high school, basically inseparable until college when Cass disappeared into the world and was only just now deciding to settle back down in town and focus on starting a proper career.

He did seem like a perfectly innocent sort of guy. Nerdy and a strange combination of quiet and boisterous but polite and seemingly modest. If it weren't for the black lipstick that was now dribbling precum onto the carpet, he'd be the model guest. Abel tried to focus on anything else but Tai took notice as soon as the tiger finally got his head back in the game.

"I thought you said your hormones had calmed down since you grew up?" The fox teased, giving Cass's fat balls a cordial tap with the back of his hand.

Abel watched as an arc of glistening precum jetted through the fabric to splash down on the coffee table.

"I said they were under control. I've been driving for hours; makes me super tense. You finally relax and you chub up a little," the dog teased back, pulling Tai to his side and cuddling him up.

The tiger couldn't help himself, the overworked briefs were getting dark with precum and his balls visibly shifted again, not quite a twitch more like a heavy breath. They pulled in then relaxed deeper, swollen and even bigger than before. He tried to fight down his jealousy, and it almost worked.

Then he felt a fuzzy sheath slap him in the face leaving a heavy trail of hot precum on his snout

"Oh shit!" The dog whined and demurred desperately, having sidled between Abel and the coffee table to start cleaning up after himself. "Sorry, sorry, I thought that…"

The apologies and explanations drifted into the background noise of the universe as Abel swam through the haze of pheromones assaulting him. The smell itself wasn't oppressive, not in a purely olfactory sense, but it was deep and complex, carnal in a way that exceeded sexual musk. A chemical heat washed over him that pushed at his thoughts. For a second, he thought he was high but the canines had managed to clean him up and send the dog off to the kitchen for whatever he'd gotten up for.

"Okay that's not funny," Tai said between laughs, settling on Abel's lap and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "But that's kinda hilarious. Sorry. Just means you're officially friends with a hyper now."

Abel huffed and shook his head trying to put himself back together. "Yeah, yeah…"

Cass came back with another salvo of apologies and his sheath clearly forced back into his underwear. He didn't seem like the alpha type trying to horn in on anything. He even brought a soda for each of them. He really was just a big softy with too much ballsac, so Abel gathered up all the broken bits of his dignity and put the moment behind them. The conversation and games resumed awkwardly but the afternoon rambled on gently enough that by dinner all three of them were comfortable at long last.

Once Chinese delivery came and went and all the leftovers were dealt with, Cass yawned with a big stretch that couldn't contain his bulge, his sheath flopped out again and one of his nuts found its freedom too. Every little motion seemed to do something to reveal the dog's fat package. Even getting his still precum-mottled underwear back in place required Cass to peel off the poor fabric and unravel it like a tangled sail below he could contain it all.

"Okay, it's official. I really need to drain then get some sleep," the dog declared, a tent steadily forming. "Think your bathroom can handle it or should I set up my milker in the car."

"Milker?!" Abel shouted before he realized. Tai shot him a look then explained the fittings installed for a previous tenant and showed their guest the way.

He wasn't jealous. Or at least, that wasn't nearly the strongest feeling buzzing in Abel's head. Mostly, this all just felt strange. He'd had a boner for an hour straining against his thigh. Tai's blue blush hadn't faded for even longer. Everything was strangely sexual; Tai and Cass didn't even seem to care which made it all the more difficult for Abel.

The air itself had even taken on a sexual tone. That rich scent of dog lust, with all its subtle and not-so-subtle pheromones, invaded the background of everything now. Abel didn't even notice the fox come back.

"Be nice," Tai reprimanded, tidying up some, his plush tail swishing about invitingly, worryingly.

"How long is he gonna be staying?" the tiger ventured, doing his best to sound neutral.

"A week. Relax, Abel. He doesn't even like pussy; he hasn't come over to cuck you," he added with a laugh. "Besides, I don't even think of him like that. He's like my cousin."

"That's not what I was thinking about," Abel announced as the thought suddenly invaded his mind.

But, as Tai rubbed the tiger's taut chest and cooed more reassurance at him, he was unable to dismiss the mental image of Cass' cock growing to its full size. Looming like a monolith, spraying precum like a geyser. Instead he mumbled a promise about getting his head on straight and wrapped his arm around the fox and kissed his forehead. The cuddling turned amorous quickly. Tai eagerly grinded his body against the thick erection throbbing against him, their hands each roamed hotly, finding curves and sensuous shapes to trace through each other's fur. Abel didn't even consider why.

Then the smell of sex rolled in like a fog. Dark and heady and over seasoned with the distinctive aroma of fresh cum to boot. Abel and Tai could go at it for an hour and the air still wouldn't permeate the whole apartment like that.

"Worked like a charm. Man, this is honestly a nice place. If I could afford it alone, I'd take this place in a heartbeat," Cass announced from down the hall reappearing with his cock dropped from its sheath and dangling farther limp and spent than Abel could manage hard as stone. Pearlescent slime clung to the head of the monster easily as broad as a two liter bottle, slapping his leg only an inch above the knee. "Doesn't look like it's big enough for a guest room though. I've got stuff to make a nest on the floor."

"Don't be silly," Tai said, peeling away from Abel's embrace to move the coffee table. "We're not gonna make you that uncomfortable when you could just use the pull out."

It was a struggle coming to terms with the fact that Abel was feeling emasculated. That didn't seem to be anyone's goal after all. This sort of thing happened among his own friends on occasion. Not with so much dick juice sure, but he'd been accidentally and purposefully cock slapped before. Tai's local friends often found some excuse to whip their dicks out every now and again. Abel had even double teamed the fox with one of them before on a number of delightful occasions. But he had never had the smallest cock in the room before.

Yet soon enough, the bed was assembled and Cass' cock had seen fit to retract fully. The night was over and with a few pleasantries, Abel retreated to their bedroom and settled in themselves. It was awkward, the lingering smell of dog cum still wafting through the air. But Abel's boner and Tai's body couldn't be kept apart.

They didn't even bother much with foreplay. As soon as the tiger's tip touched Tai's blue lips he was rolling his hips to feed them all twelve inches, precum and hunny mixing into a silky lube. Their tongues wrestled, punctuated by moans as wild as they dared with a guest down the hall, only pulled apart when they felt glans kiss cervix. They watched for a few strokes as Tai's belly bulged subtly around the head of his lover's cock as they worked together, battering his inner walls, stretching the tender aperture until it surrendered. Tiger dick invaded his womb powerfully and Tai bit his thumb to keep from screaming as his pussy gushed against Abel's lap.

He punched through over and over again, triggering orgasm after orgasm. They didn't go this deep often, the way this ignited the fox's heat was irresponsible most of the time. Even so, Abel was determined to reassert his masculinity and the quickest way was to blow his boyfriend's mind with at least half a dozen bone rattling orgasms.

Every time the fox was coming down, the tiger was back in his womb again, his mushroom cap big enough that it almost stuck in on the first couple passes until Tai was loose and broken with pleasure. Finally, though, Abel had had too much and out of a mix of respect and responsibility pulled his cock free and unleashed his load.

The first rope of cum painted Tai's crotch white before the second could splash loudly on the wall. The next dozen coated Tai in long stripes most of which blended together into a sloppy river delta of jizz. A half dozen more sputtered aimlessly into the bed while Abel admired the tableau: his fox splayed out and covered in spooge, eyes unfocused and breath heaving.

"Fuck," Tai moaned gratefully, barely able to move.

It was very heartening to see proof that he was still the same stud he'd always been and Tai wanted it as much as he always had. He bent down and kissed one of the few clean spots on the fox's face then popped into the hallway, bringing back fresh towels to clean up.

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Tai rolled out of bed and squirmed his way into one of his favorite lounge shirts: one of Abel's old tees. It hung loosely, just long enough to hide his lower lips, and shifted against his frame quite sensually for old cotton. His pussy felt conspicuously empty, a tickle in his belly but before he could really analyze the feeling, his feet were carrying him toward the kitchen and the smell of breakfast.

The smell of sausage and sex was strong in the apartment today, a deeply inviting combination that made the fox hungrier than he could remember being, his lean abs clenching slightly and his knees trembling for just a moment. The kitchen itself though was even more redolent. Warm cinnamon and nutmeg wafted off the toast on the griddle. Sausage piled invitingly on a plate waiting with a jug of orange juice. And Cass in an apron that didn't quite cover most of his bulging underwear.

Tai felt his breath catch as the drooling mass of flesh turned toward him, not even as hard as yesterday but throbbing against the fabric and bubbling with precum like a spring. The green material couldn't even hope to resist the flow of precum, turned dark and clingy highlighting the cleft of his sac. Glimmering globs of slick juice oozed down to the floor in a veil of unconstrained doglust as he swooped in to give his host a big, soft, wet hug.

Hugs from Abel were just as warm and enthusiastic but Cass' body was plush unlike the tiger's sculpted physique. Not just his fur but the curve of his belly and the crush of his arms was like being pulled into a cloud. A musky one that smeared precum directly onto his aching pussy but gentle and soft nonetheless. Tai struggled to stay composed as he realized just why his body felt so empty. Abel had awakened his womb last night and the complex masculine smell now overpowering the sweet scent of breakfast was extremely sexual.

"Morning!" Cass cheered, finally letting Tai go and turning back to the stove, his tail wagging innocently. "I woke up really early this morning and just couldn't get back to sleep. Felt like I needed to do something. Eventually it was late enough and I thought 'breakfast'. So I finally found my tranquilizers and here we go."

This wasn't the first time Tai had seen his friend this productive. Honestly, Cass had been bullied a lot for the snail trails he left around campus. And at that age, hardly any boy, even gay ones, could resist the smell of pussy in heat. So instead of teasing, he just shoved a sausage in his mouth and hummed appreciatively. The only real problem was now, with his body pleading for as much cock as it could handle, he was the one actually struggling with Cass' hypertrophy.

Watching the way his sopping bulge bounced around the kitchen as he plated up a generous breakfast, the warm fatherly smile on his face, even just the sheer bigness of a saint bernard was making it ever more difficult for Tai not to go to town on his button. Memories of his tiger's cockhead passing his cervix came brightly to his mind, shooting electricity up his spine while Cass explained his day and promised to clean up the swamp he made across the floor.

"...but I hope I didn't make Abel uncomfortable. He kinda ran off this morning."

Tai wiped the drool and syrup from his mouth, pushing the empty plate aside. "He's just a little jealous, I think. I might not have been thorough enough when I warned him. He should get over it in a little while."

"I hope so, I don't want to be that guy, y'know?" Cass leaned in for another hug, surrounding Tai in his scent again and forcing a stream of lurid thoughts through the fox's mind. "I guess I probably ought to take my pills more regular though. I have no idea why I'm so messy today."

Tai felt guilty for a moment. But every time the chance came up to announce his heat, his mind drifted. Abel's cock last night, Cass' pre that morning, even old boyfriends, danced lewdly in the place of language. His womb was on fire and the smell of the most virile balls around was making it worse. By the time they were riding through town, the fox was coasting on instinct. Conversation was light and casual; no need to really work at chit chat. Old misadventures and minor changes. Just enough thought that the mirror maze of fantasies and memories couldn't leave him dazed, but every puckish landmark and milestone of his youth was at the forefront of his mind as they passed by.

A PO box, a blood test, and a bank later, Cass and Tai returned with lunch, reclining together on the sofa. The busy morning and long night were catching up to them even as the controllers came out again. Lazy rambling and cozy seating turned to quiet watching and aimless cuddling then turned again to a gentle nap. Tai's head nestled against the dog's chest, rising and falling. Decadent, sexual, but fleeting dreams came and went like boats on a river making the fox's sleep restless, writhing atop Cass' lap.

Being asleep, he couldn't know exactly what his squirming had achieved; the masculine mound waking up on its own, swelling steadily. It's rising heat only made Tai's estrus more fitful with quivering pulses of his needy pussy and a buzzing anticipation that finally roused the fox completely. His lips were sopping wet eager to invite anything in as he got his bearings, finding his legs straddling Cass'. His shorts kept them from grinding skin to skin but their arousal was obvious.

Cass was hard. Not quite two feet of thick dick literally squirting precum into the air. Tai hadn't seen that in years. He'd dreamt about it more often than he'd ever admit to Abel but now, the full power of the dog's arousal was too much to resist. Not while his womb was on fire. Even so, the fox didn't move. Or rather he kept rolling his hips in place so his pussy could kiss the base of Cass' monster. He wasn't even consciously deciding to. The musk was just too dense and his body was heavy and clumsy and liberated like they had spent all afternoon smoking. There was hardly any thought at all, just heat and pheromones.

Then the snare sprang.

Cass' grip slowly tightened around Tai's body, strong, clutching arms coiling around his waist and thighs. The gesture pulled their faces a little closer, making just enough room for that massive schlong to slap against the fox's back, spraying the back of his head in a constant barrage of brain addling precum. This was too far. Tai struggled to squirm free and even managed to turn over before the hug tightened again with a short and snore.

He's still asleep? Came one more cogent thought before he was locked into a mesmerizing gaze at the titanic phallus smothering him in pre. This was reality for now: this fat cock throbbing insistently, gushing wildly, Tai's aching pussy, his desperate belly. He surrendered to the moment and was rewarded with a another round of blind groping

Cass was not an expert in his sleep clearly, his hands simply gripping and touching wherever they could reach, thick fingers exploring some dream while Tai reaped the benefits. But with some fumbling and tugging, his fingers found his way inside, stretching the pliant passage open. The fox moaned thoughtlessly pulling his shorts aside to encourage more. Tai watched as he was pulled a little higher and quivered when he saw what was coming.

He helped aim the tip, both hands guiding the pylon of flesh to kiss his wet snatch. Blue and black skin pressed together until Tai was wider than he ever had been before, biting his fist to keep from waking Cass underneath him. Inch after inch invaded his body wash throb forcing more precum into his tunnel, the sheer size of it alone crushing his g spot as it passed. His whole body was electrified, quaking from top to bottom. The feeling seemed to echo off the enormous shaft inside him, a resonant cascade of pleasure washing over him like a tide.

It was almost a disappointment when he felt Cass' cock pushing against his cervix. There was so much more but his body had already reached its limit, even so the fox was cross eyed with the feeling, his body wrapped around his guest like a fleshlight. There was even a few more seconds of pushing like he might claim his womb all in one stroke. But with a determined huff, the sleeping stud pulled back and started to thrust

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