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“Pizza up!” I called as I placed the boxed pizza on the pass through. I turned, then rolled my eyes at my two coworkers who were goofing off with each other. My two anthro coworkers Barney and Darren, a white furred goat and black and white furred horse, were tossing pizza ingredients at each other and trying to catch them in their mouths. “Head’s up Brent!” Darren called, tossing a piece of pepperoni like a frisbee in my direction. It bounced off my face, but I snatched it before it could hit the floor, then tossed it in my mouth. “Ooh, so close!” Darren laughed, then tossed another piece at Barney who managed to catch it in his mouth. The printer buzzed as it printed out a new order ticket. I tore it off, reading the order. ”Large pizza, extra sausage!” I called to Barney and Darren. “I got your extra sausage right here!” Darren teased, then grabbed Barney from behind and began humping against him. “Get off me you dork!” Barney said with a laugh. “You know you love my sausage!” Darren cooed, lipping playfully at Barney’s ear. Other than their restaurant uniform shirts and aprons, the two of them weren’t wearing anything else. I sometimes wondered why anthro’s weren’t lawfully required to wear pants, but honestly I didn’t really mind. I snuck sidelong glances at them as I rolled out the dough, catching glimpses of Darren’s thick sheath and heavy balls when his apron occasionally fluttered to the side. I sighed and rolled my eyes again. When I first started working here about a couple months ago the two of them had been a bit more reserved around me, still feeling me out. But when they realized I didn’t raise any objections to them fooling around with each other in the kitchen, they stopped holding back. I finished rolling out the dough, placed it on a pan, and slid it over to Barney. Darren had grabbed one of Barney's curled horns and wrenched the goat’s head to the side so he could shove his thick tongue into his mouth. They moaned quietly as they slurped noisily on each other's mouths. It was actually pretty tame in comparison to other things I had seen them do to each other in the kitchen. I had once seen Barney give Darren a handjob under his apron, resulting in Darren needing to go fetch a clean one when he was done! I finally cleared my throat loudly to get their attention. “Oops, sorry!” Barney apologized, disentangling himself from Darren. The horse stepped away with a sigh of disappointment as he wiped his mouth, the front of his apron tenting out slightly. I noticed some of the toppings containers were almost empty, so I grabbed the ones that were running low and headed to the walk-in cooler. Darren followed me, I assumed to give me a hand. I placed the containers on the table in the cooler, and was about to start refilling them when Darren closed the walk-in door behind him. Darren came and stood next to me, practically pressing his body against mine as he placed a large hand on my shoulder. His breath steamed from his nostrils in the walk-in's cold air. I looked up at him in surprise as he loomed over me. He grinned down at me as he rubbed my shoulder. “You know, I’ve seen you sneaking peeks at us when Barney and I fool around. Not to mention I can smell your arousal. You know, you’re more than welcome to join in the fun if you like…” Darren offered, his hand moving from my shoulder to slide down my side. It came to rest on my ass, and he gave it a firm squeeze. He lowered his head to the side of my neck, inhaling my scent deeply. He slowly brushed his thick soft lips along my skin before giving the side of my neck a slow wet lick. He slipped his other hand beneath me, effortlessly lifting me to sit me on the table as he pressed himself against me. He lowered his head and tilted it, his lips slowly moving towards mine. We both jumped slightly when Barney hollered to us from the kitchen. “Come on guys, we got some more orders, and I need those toppings!” Barney yelled to us. Darren chuckled, his soft lips teasingly brushing against mine before he pulled away. I exhaled noisily, silently cursing Barney. “Another time I guess! I suppose we better go give him a hand” Darren said, grinning smugly at me as he started filling up the topping containers I had brought in. When I gathered up the containers and turned away from the table, my apron was sporting a tent of its own…. The rest of the evening was quite busy, so Barney and Darren didn’t have any time for goofing off. There were more trips to the walk-in to refill toppings, but there were no further attempts to fool around. Finally the shop closed, and it was time to clean up. I was cleaning up my work area, when I was startled by Darren’s large hand suddenly dropping onto my shoulder. I had been so engrossed in my cleaning I hadn’t noticed him come up behind me. “I think we have some unfinished business in the walk-in, wouldn’t you agree?” Darren whispered in my ear, his hot breath tickling my cheek. His wide soft tongue slowly dragged across my cheek, causing me to inhale sharply. I nodded, and he grinned down at me. “We’ll be right back Barney!” Darren hollered to the goat as he grabbed my arm and nearly dragged me with him. Barney simply nodded without even looking over at us as he cleaned his area. Darren closed the door behind us, and hoisted me up to sit on the small table in the walk-in again. “Now where were we?” Darren asked with a grin, then eagerly pressed his lips against mine. It was a bit of a lopsided kiss, Darren’s large lips easily engulfing my much smaller ones. The wide tip of his tongue brushed against my lips, and I parted them slightly, allowing it to surge between them and into my mouth. I was a little taken aback by how massive it actually was as it easily pinned my own tongue beneath it as it filled my mouth. I clung to his neck as I sucked greedily on his tongue. Lewd squelching sounds filled the walk-in as we made out. He grabbed my hand and pulled it beneath his apron, and my eyes widened as I felt his cock sliding out of his sheath beneath my fingers. Darren grunted slightly as I gave his thick length an experimental squeeze. Darren finally pulled his tongue out of my mouth, giving me a chance to catch my breath as I fondled his cock beneath his apron as it continued to slide free from his sheath. “Think you could take it?” Darren asked with a sly grin. I honestly wasn’t sure, but I wanted to find out. I simply nodded as I continued running my hand up and down his twitching cock. Darren dipped his hand into the large pocket on the front of his apron and I was surprised to see him fish out a bottle of lube. “You carry lube in your apron pocket?” I asked in disbelief. “Hey, you never know what you’re gonna need it!” Darren said with a laugh, as he flipped the cap open. “Unbelievable…” I muttered. Darren laughed again as he squirted a large dollop of lube into his hand. He moved his apron aside, then took his cock in hand and began to slather it in lube. I was having second thoughts as I watched him lubing up what had to easily be 14 inches of thick horse cock. When he finished lubing himself, he put his hands on his hips and looked at me expectantly. “Soooo, you gonna drop your shorts, or did you want to suck me off instead? I suppose I should have asked that before I started lubing up I guess!” Darren said, then grinned at me. Slowly I moved my hands to the waist of my shorts and slipped them down, never taking my eyes off of his massive twitching cock as I tossed them aside. “That’s what I was hoping for!” Darren said with a chuckle. He grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the table. It was already chilly in the walk-in, and with my shorts off, I was starting to shiver from the cold. “Better get you ready” Darren said, grabbing my leg and lifting it so he could slide a thick lube slickened finger between my asscheeks. I grunted as he began probing against my asshole, then I hissed through gritted teeth as he slowly worked his finger into me. “Damn, you’re tight! Sure you can handle this?” Darren asked with a chuckle as he worked his finger deeper. “I-I think so” I practically panted. My cock grew harder with each twist of his large finger inside me. “Time to find out then!” he said with a grin. He grabbed my thigh with one hand, and his cock with the other. Second thoughts immediately began creeping in when I felt his blunt tip pressing firmly against me. His finger had felt tiny by comparison. He simultaneously pressed against me with his tip as he pulled me against himself by my thigh. The pressure was growing intense, and I was beginning to doubt it would actually fit. “Darren, I don’t think OOOOF!” I involuntarily cried out as his tip finally overcame my resistance, and slipped into me with an audible popping sound. “There, hard parts over!” Darren panted, and moved his hand from his cock to my other thigh. He slowly pulled me closer, more of his cock sliding into me. The tip had definitely been the hard part, the rest of his shaft was thinner by comparison, though not by much! A shiver not caused by the cold ran through me as his tip wide dragged against my insides as it slid deeper. I could only lay back and stare at the ceiling as Darren grunted as he thrust himself even deeper into me. My whole world was that massive pillar of flesh that felt like it was splitting me in half. “No offense, but are you a virgin? Cause god damn you’re so tight! I think that’s as deep as I can go!” Darren said lustfully, his hands slipping up to my hips. The blunt tips of his fingers were chilly against my skin. “No, just never been with an equine before” I gasped, as Darren snuck a couple more inches into me. He leaned over me and pressed his lips to mine again, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth. I reached up to stroke his neck as he began slowly thrusting his hips, I moaned around his tongue with each thrust. His hot breath steamed from his nostrils and across my face. The walk-in door opened, and Darren quickly pulled his mouth from mine. “Busy Barney, come back in five!” Darren yelled. “Oops, sorry! Let me know if you want any goat cheese after!” Barney said with a laugh as he closed the door again. “That fucking guy! Good thing he’s so good at taking horse cock from both ends!” Darren muttered, before hungrily sealing his lips back over mine and resuming thrusting. His breathing grew heavy, and I was caught off guard when he suddenly lifted me off the table. I flung my arms around his neck in surprise as he turned and pressed me against the wall. It was freezing cold against my back, but the heat coming off him was intense against my front. He stopped kissing me and clutched me tightly to his chest as he panted, burying his muzzle in my shoulder. His whole body began shuddering as he started cumming. I clutched his neck tighter, groaning loudly into the side of it as I twined my fingers into his mane. The cold was briefly dulled by the heat filling my insides. I abruptly came, spraying the inside of my apron that had slipped down over my cock. I could feel the head of his cock flaring deeply inside me, before it finally stopped twitching. With a loud satisfied sigh, Darren turned and sat me back on the edge of the table. Slowly he began to slide his cock out of me. The pressure became intense when just his head remained inside me, and I gritted my teeth as it tugged roughly against me. I gasped when it finally popped free, followed by a gush of semen. “Oops, gonna need a mop in here!” Darren joked. I chuckled weakly, feeling somewhat empty now that his cock was out of me. His cock steamed in the cold air as it began to retract into his sheath. “I think I’m gonna need a new apron…” I said, grimacing slightly as I lifted its sticky backside away from myself, then pulled it off and balled it up. “You doused that one pretty good!” Darren said with a laugh, reaching down to rub his sheath as the tip of his cock vanished back inside of it. I collected my shorts from the floor and hastily pulled them back on. The chill was setting in again. “I’m freezing, let’s get out of here!” I exclaimed through chattering teeth. Darren smirked and nodded. After cleaning up the kitchen, and mopping the walk-in, we headed out to our cars to leave. Barney had rode with Darren, and I wondered if Darren might be having another round of sex with him later as they drove off. The cheetah delivery driver Stevie was sitting in his car nearby, and talking animatedly on his phone as I waved to him as I got into my own car. I turned the key, and my car’s engine made a halfhearted attempt to start before giving up. I tried again, and my engine barely tried to turn over. “Shit…” I muttered to myself, as I climbed back out of my car. I went over to Stevie’s car and timidly knocked on his window. He held his finger up to me, then finished his phone call before rolling down the window. “Yo Brent! What’s up?” Stevie asked cheerfully as grinned toothily at me. “Hey, you wouldn’t have any jumper cables would you? I think my battery is dead” I explained. “Oh, bummer! I don’t have any cables, but I could give you a lift home if you want?” he offered. “That would be great, I was gonna call my roommate, but he’s gone till tomorrow. Thanks, appreciate it!” I said gratefully as I climbed into his car. The inside of his car smelled like a mixture of weed, and Stevie’s own unique, powerful musky odor. I glanced towards his crotch, then quickly glanced away. His cock was halfway out of his sheath, and I vaguely wondered if maybe he had been jerking himself off while he was talking on the phone. Stevie already knew where I lived from delivering pizzas to me on my days off, so I didn’t need to give him directions. “Hang on!” he warned me cheerfully, shifting his car into gear, then nearly flooring it, spinning the tires as he exited the parking lot. I groped for the panic handle above the door and hung on for dear life. I’ll say one thing for Stevie’s driving, customers never complained about their pizzas being late! Stevie talked almost as fast as he drove, prattling on about everything. I simply nodded, and made sounds of agreement as I gritted my teeth nervously as I clung to the panic handle. He gave me a sidelong glance, and I could hear the sounds of him sniffing, then he grinned slyly at me. “So not to pry, but you uh, you kinda smell like Darren. Do you two have a little fun at work tonight?” Stevie asked, playfully elbowing me in the ribs. “Um, maybe a little” I said, slightly embarrassed. “Nice! Humans can be such prudes about sex with anthros sometimes, nice to see you’re down to play!” Stevie said cheerfully, dropping me a wink before reaching over to run his hand down my thigh. Anthros were extremely straight forward when it came to sex. If their advances were not rebuked, it was inevitable you would be going to bed with them. Though they could take a hint if you weren’t interested. However I made no move to remove Stevie’s hand from my thigh as he continued rubbing it. His hand ventured up the leg of my shorts to rub my upper thigh. I was so focused on the feeling of the smooth leather like pads on his hands against my skin, I was caught completely off guard when the car suddenly skidded to a stop in my driveway. “We’re here!” Stevie announced, never removing his hand from my thigh. “Oh, thanks!” I said, my heart was pounding slightly as Stevie continued slowly rubbing my thigh. “Mind if I come in? You did say your roommate was gone for the night, right?” Stevie asked, his grin widening. I nodded slowly in agreement. We were barely through the door before Stevie pounced on me. He pressed me firmly against the wall in the entryway as he started hungrily kissing me. He wasn’t much larger than me, but he was all lean, powerful muscle. He slipped his hand down the front of my shorts to fondle my cock as his tongue slid into my mouth. Compared to the smoothness of Darren’s tongue, Stevie’s was quite rough as it grinded against mind. His other hand slipped under my shirt, and he gently dragged his clawed fingers down my side, causing me to shiver. He pulled his mouth away to ask one question. “Where’s your bedroom?” he asked with a rumbling purr. “Th-this way” I stammered, motioning for Stevie to follow me. I was in disbelief that it seemed I would already be having sex again this evening! I led Stevie into my room, and as I was apologizing for the dirty laundry covering my bed, I was spun around, and pushed into the piles of clothes on my bed. Stevie pounced on me again, pinning me beneath him as he leaned down to take a slow lick up the side of my neck with his rough tongue. “Let’s do it on your dirty clothes, I love how they smell!” Stevie exclaimed lustfully, pressing his lips roughly to mine again. I stroked the soft fur on the side of his neck as we made out, his tongue ravaging my mouth again. He sat back up, and began sliding my shorts down. My cock immediately sprang to attention once it was free from my shorts. Stevie chuckled as he scooted back, then took my cock in his hand. The leather pads on his hand felt exquisite against my skin. He leaned down, and took a slow grinding lick across the head of my cock, causing me to grit my teeth from the roughness of his tongue. I couldn’t quite decide if I loved it or hated it, and moaned involuntarily when he did it again. He then grabbed my thighs, and roughly rolled me over. I felt his hot breath panting against my ass, soon followed by his tongue rasping across my asscheek. I squirmed slightly as he took another slow rasping lick along the inner part of my ass, the side of his tongue grazed my hole. I both couldn’t wait, but also dreaded to find out what that tongue would feel like on, or possibly even in, my asshole. The next lick came immediately, his tongue slithered roughly between my asschecks and against my asshole, causing me to groan slightly. It was an intense combination of both pleasure and discomfort. I grunted as he took another rough lick against my asshole. “Ahh! Stevie, that kinda stings!” I gasped. Stevie raised his head and chuckled. “C’mon, it’s not bad!” Stevie teased, licking his muzzle before burying it back between my asscheeks again. I gritted my teeth, and hugged a pile of clothes to myself. The pleasurable side of his licking was slowly beginning to win out over the discomfort, and after a few more intense licks, the tip of his tongue started working its way into me. The rough surface of his tongue was even more intense against my inner walls, and after only a few penetrating licks, I started squirming with discomfort. Luckily Stevie stopped after only a few licks, finally slipping his tongue from me. I was both relieved and disappointed that he had stopped. His warm drool ran down my taint and into my balls. “All right, all right, I’ll stop torturing your hole!” Stevie said with a laugh. I glanced over my shoulder to see his cock had slid free from his sheath, and he had taken it in hand to line up with my saliva drenched asshole. I had never seen a feline cock before, and my eyes widened slightly in surprise at seeing the small fleshy barbs covering its head and shaft. Stevie wasted no time. Once his tip was lined up, he hilted his cock in me with one swift thrust. Well nowhere near as large as Darren’s cock, I still cried out in surprise at the unique textures assaulting my insides. Stevie laid on top of me, curling his arm beneath me, then rolling us on our sides. The soft fleshy barbs on his cock raked my insides as Stevie began rapidly thrusting. Stevie brought his hand down to grab my cock, and began slowly jerking me off as his other hand roamed up beneath my shirt and across my chest. He purred loudly as he took slow dragging licks along the side of my neck. I might have been pushed right off the side of the bed from Stevie’s frantic thrusting if he hadn’t hooked his leg over me, and been clinging to me so tightly. Between his rapid thrusting, and jerking me off, it didn’t take long for me to cum. I moaned loudly as I came. Stevie laughed in my ear. “Damn, and I thought I was fast!” Stevie said with a chuckle, that soon dissolved into a groan as he began cumming. His thighs quivered violently against me as he came, and he clung to me even tighter. The claws on his hand that had been rubbing my chest raked my skin as he bit onto my shoulder. “Ow! Careful!” I exclaimed at his sharp teeth poking through my shirt and into my shoulder. “Sorry!” Stevie mumbled through a mouthful of my shoulder, but eased up slightly. With a final full body shudder against my back, he loosened his grip, and took his jaws off my shoulder. He slipped his cock out of me with a grunt, and sighed loudly with contentment. He hopped up from my bed, grabbing one of my dirty shirts to give his cock a quick wipe before tossing it back onto the other clothes. “Hey, that was fun but I gotta run!” Stevie told me, smoothing his shirt as his cock slid back into his sheath. “Oh, ok. Uh, thanks for the ride. Or should I say rides?” I said with a chuckle. “Hey, no problem! I’ll show myself out, but give me a call sometime if you want to fool around again! Oh! Did Darren invite you to his party next weekend?” Stevie asked, pausing as he was about to leave. “He didn’t mention anything to me” I replied. “I’m sure he will, I hope you come! Catch you later!” Stevie said, giving me a sly wink and a wave before he turned and left. I sighed as I flopped onto my back and stared at the ceiling. I could feel the trickle of his semen slowly seeping from my abused asshole. I was curious if I would be getting an invite to Darren’s party next weekend!