Wet
Avalon and Jason get into some mischief at the local water park.
Mmm, asked people what they wanted to see, and I tried to fit as many of those bills as I could Damn I had a fun time writing this one. A lot of fun. I'd love to know what you all think of it, too! Please let me know! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Water guns, wave pool, lazy river, fountains, and countless water slides; millions of gallons of water used every day at the Ravenwood Water Park. It was the largest in the south and attracted thousands of people every day. Luckily, with its size, it usually never felt crowded to the otter. Today, though, it felt as if there were entirely too many people and they all were looking directly at him wherever he went.
It probably wasn't the case, but the otter's cock had been hard as a rock for the past hour and if it weren't for the fact he was wearing a blue swim shirt, everyone would have seen easily. As it was, it was hardly noticeable straining against his tight swim briefs under the loose shirt; never mind that, at this point, the front was soaked more in pre than water.
Avalon took a deep breath and forced himself to stand up, his cock pulsing between his leg; they'd been lounging near the wave pool for some time since arriving and he was getting restless.
"Ooh, finally getting up?" Jason piped up, grinning as he sat up from where he'd been laid out on a pool chair. "Or, more up, I guess," he added, reaching over to give a quick poke to the head of the otter's concealed cock.
Avalon groaned and shivered at the light poke and his cock oozed more pre out into the polyester. "Ngh, I don't wanna lay here any more. I'm getting antsy,"
"How are you holding up?" Jason asked, brushing his brown hair back out of his face and stretching his arms up. The lithe fox was only in a cute pair of pink and blue striped brief trunks, and although the outline of his package was visible, it wasn't straining at the fabric like the tan otter's.
"It's... fine. My cock kind of aches a bit but I'm able to ignore it. Kind of," he said, letting out a nervous chuckle and smoothing his shirt down over his chest. The otter loved doing risky things in public places and had gotten his hands on an interesting little plug that he could wear discreetly that vibrated wonderfully up against his prostate and kept him hard. Jason had jokingly suggested he wear it to the water park, and the otter had done so in a heartbeat.
"Well, what'cha wanna do? You said you couldn't do too much vigorous stuff, right? So, no swimming or thrashing around or anything. Could do some slides?" the fox offered.
Avalon nudged the fox's shoulder as he started walking along the path towards the shallow end of the wave pool. "Yeah, though I might take it out after a bit so my cock can get some relief and so I can do some of that without it popping out. Then YOU can try it!" he teased.
Jason blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Rain check?"
The otter stuck his tongue out. "Fine. What about the lazy river? Grab some inner tubes and float along a bit, then some slides, then I'll just take it out and shove it in my locker."
"Alright!"
The lazy river was nearly a mile in length of a winding, twisting, partially shaded river that covered most of the border of the park. Avalon and Jason grabbed two inner tubes and slipped down into the river's current as it started to pull them around the path. It was a bright, sunny day with no clouds or humidity, but it was nearing fall, and wasn't too hot. Nonetheless the water felt cool and refreshing as they floated along. Even with hundreds of people in the river, they managed to have their privacy; the nearest park-goer was a good hundred feet from them.
The way the tube was designed they were able to sit slumped down in the middle, barely submerged in the water with their feet not quite able to touch the surface. Avalon was taking advantage of the situation and letting his cock out underneath his shirt where it drooled endlessly into his short, tan fur.
Jason was floating next to him when the otter had tugged his cock out and he'd blushed hard, his own filling out his sheath. "I'll never get how you can do this with such confidence that you won't get caught,"
"Please. Everyone does their best to ignore everyone else because they themselves don't wanna be noticed for any reason," Avalon said, tracing the tips of his fingers against the underside of his shaft through his shirt. Every pulse made the shirt jump as his cock flexed and, hidden from sight, ropes of sticky pre connected the hood of his uncut shaft to his tummy.
Jason shivered and looked away, cheeks red. His own cock was starting to push free from his sheath from watching the horny otter, but he didn't have a shirt to feign modesty. "Maybe. It just makes me so nervous,"
The otter took a moment to put his short, black hair back into a topknot before going back to the idle teasing. "Mmm, you say that, but your cock is always so hard whenever I get to play with it in public,"
The fox's face flushed and he sucked in a quick breath, glancing back to Avalon. "It's probably just cause of you,"
"Nuh uh, look; you're already starting to poke out. Out here, on the river, people everywhere, life guards being vigilant. You'll probably be harder than I am in a moment and I've got this thing buzzing in my butt." Avalon enjoyed the frustrated look on the fox's face from the teasing and used his shirt to tug his foreskin back and forth out of view.
Avalon wasn't entirely wrong, either. Jason's ears were flat against his head as he squirmed in the inner tube, his cock sliding out against the smooth, polyester trunks to stretch the fabric obviously. "You're a horrible person,"
The otter grinned wide and blew him a kiss with a wink. "I know. Tell you what, though. You get yourself off while we're floating around this pool and I'll pay for dinner,"
Jason laughed and let his head roll to the side to smirk at the otter. "Really? You want me to risk, at least, getting thrown out or, at most, get arrested for a measly dinner?"
"Wow! Such shade!" Avalon tried to look appalled but only ended up chuckling along with the fox. "Oh come on, though, you know you wanna... and it'd make me soooo hot to watch you do that,"
The fox licked his lips and looked around as they floated under a smattering of palms to shield them from the sun. "I dunno..." He traced a few fingers over the hard lump in his briefs and looked around to make sure no one was looking. "It better be a nice dinner,"
"The best," Avalon said, grinning wide.
Careful not to move too much, the fox hooked his thumbs on the edge of his trunks and tugged them beneath his balls, revealing his pink shaft to the open air. Already he was drizzling pre down his fur and his knot was swelling; public naughtiness really did get him going, though he wouldn't admit it.
Avalon helped keep an eye out for anyone nearby, but they were fairly alone, and the lifeguards weren't close enough to really see what the fox was doing as he lounged in the tube. The otter kept stroking at his own shaft as he watched the fox, though he has no intention of getting off so soon.
Jason, on the other hand, had no intention of drawing out his own predicament. Slim fingers wrapped around his not-so-slim shaft and formed an "O" around the tip, sliding down to the top his knot before back up, repeating the motion. His fingers were wet with pre and his breath came out in quick, halting gasps as he hurried himself towards his orgasm.
Avalon watched intently as his friend's cock pulsed and twitched over his white stomach. Sun glistened off the fox's pre on his fur, the only indication it was there. His eyes locked on the engorged, pink knot and the otter was entertaining the idea of finding a way to discreetly blow the fox in the river when Jason let out a soft gasp of pleasure.
The fox's toes curled and his eyes screwed shut in bliss as his length throbbed hard, shooting ropes of cum up across his stomach and chest, painting his own face with a few before the rest oozed out against his fingers.
Avalon grinned wide and licked his lips hungrily, reaching over to swipe a finger across Jason's cheek, gathering the warm seed before bringing it back to his muzzle to suck clean. "Mmmm," he moaned exaggeratedly, rolling his eyes back.
Jason snorted and punched the otter's arm, forcing their tubes apart a few feet. "You're such a dork sometimes," he huffed, tucking his cock back into this briefs where the knot made it nearly impossible to stay packed away.
"Hell yeah I am," Avalon responded, watching as the fox moved around and ducked into the water to clean the seed off his body before situating himself back onto the tube.
"You owe me one good dinner," he reminded the otter.
They'd just out of the river and were walking the tubes back to the stack when Avalon let out a sharp gasp and nearly fell over.
"You okay?" Jason said, placing a paw on the otter's shoulder, looking around at the ground afraid he'd stepped on something sharp.
The otter's cock throbbed a few times and Avalon took a few deep, ragged breaths to try and calm himself. "Y-yeah, the plug is running out of juice;" he explained, shaking his head to try and focus. "Ngh, it uh, it... it picks up speed and vibrates a lot harder when it's getting low so you know when it'll stop soon,"
Jason blinked a few times and then started laughing. "Oh my god, so what, it's harder to ignore now?"
Avalon grit his teeth and nodded, picking his inner tube up and walking over to the stack to drop it. "Yeah, much... I think I need to take this back to the locker now,"
"Why does it start vibrating harder if it's getting low? Wouldn't that use more battery?" the fox asked, tossing his own tube on the pile and following after the otter.
"I think the idea is that if you've still got it in, it's gonna up the ante to get you off before it's done for." Avalon walked at a brisk pace along the path back towards where his locker was. There were no less than ten locker rooms with showers and bathrooms around the park and theirs was the furthest from the entrance, meaning it was usually the least crowded. The sooner they got there, the better; the otter didn't want to end up breaking down in the middle of the park and chance someone seeing him blowing his load in his trunks.
Jason nearly had to jog to keep up with the otter, and even then was falling behind as they beelined towards the back locker room. "Geez, wait up!" he complained.
Avalon had no intention of slowing down, though. It was taking most of his concentration to keep calm as the toy buzzed angrily against his prostate. The locker room was in sight now, and he didn't see anyone heading in or out of it right now, which was a good sign. He nearly sprinted inside the tiled hut and turned the corner, walking past the row of bathroom stalls to the showers and lockers. He could hear a few showers running, and there were a few occupied stalls, but none of that mattered.
As soon as the otter turned the corner to the lockers, though, he nearly bumped into a tall, muscled horse. Avalon yipped and took a step back in surprise.
The horse turned out to be a zebra with a short, spiked mane, blue eyes, and red trunks. He laughed at the otter's yip and looked down at him. "Hah, sorry about that,"
"My bad, walking too fast," Avalon laughed nervously and took a step forward, about to walk around the zebra when Jason finally caught up to them.
The fox had no idea the otter was just around the corner and slammed into Avalon's back, knocking him forward and off balance.
The zebra had just pulled a foot off the slick tile so he could step away and let the otter through when the tan body suddenly was knocked into him. With the lack of footing he slipped and fell backwards onto the hard tiled floor with a grunt as the air was knocked out of his chest.
Avalon yelped when the fox hit him from behind and both paws shot out to the side to try and steady himself against walls, but he was already pitched too far forward. He hit the zebra hard and the pair tumbled down to the ground.
His trapped cock ground hard into the zebra's abdomen as they fell down and the plug inside him was jostled hard to remind him it was still there. Unfortunately Avalon had been on the edge too long already and that was all the stimulation he needed. His paws gripped the zebra's shoulders as they hit the ground and his body tensed up as he groaned loud.
The bewildered zebra's paws quickly moved to the otter's hips when he heard the groan, afraid he'd gotten hurt. "Whoa, hey, are you al..." his voice trailed off as he felt the otter's thick cock grinding on his abdomen and then a sudden warmth on his stomach and chest.
Avalon's eyes were squeezed shut and tears rolled down his cheeks as he gripped the zebra's shoulders. His orgasm ripped through his body so hard that it almost hurt. He reflexively bit down on the other male's shoulder to keep quiet as his cock throbbed between them, shooting ropes of cum through the thin, polyester fabric to splatter messily all over the stranger's striped fur.
The zebra hissed as his shoulder was bitten, but it wasn't enough to distract him from the powerful throbs of the otter's cock against him, the warm, wet seed splashing out onto his fur, or the strong scent of otter musk suddenly in the air.
Jason could only watch in a mix of horror and arousal as his friend's body convulsed atop the attractive equine body. He knew what had just happened, and it only made his cock slide out to tent his briefs as he watched.
The otter's body twitched and jerked as his orgasm finally slowed; cum drooling inside his briefs and adding to the mess. He unclenched his jaw and released the zebra's shoulder, the horror of what just happened starting to sit in. "O-oh... oh my god," he started to say.
The zebra just lay there, completely taken off guard. "Did you just... cum on me?" he asked, still trying to process what happened.
"Oh my god, I'm... I'm so sorry, I... I," Avalon scrambled to get up, wincing as he brought himself to sit back on the zebra's hips. There was no mistaking the white seed painting the striped chest.
"That's pretty hot," he said with a shameless laugh, grinning up at the otter before looking down to the mess left on his chest. "I didn't know that I could get someone off by bumping into them,"
Avalon's face was flushed from embarrassment and he'd jumped up off the zebra. He heard what the other male said, and his eyes widened. "Oh, uh... I mean. No, it wasn't that, it's this toy. Not that you're not.. I mean, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to,"
The zebra carefully got up wincing as his body ached from the fall. He looked down at the cum rolling down his chest and shook his head. "Nah, it's fine, really. Like I said, it's... kind of hot," he said again. "I'm Cyrus,"
Avalon shivered as the toy kept buzzing inside him and he bowed his head politely, still a bit ashamed. "Avalon,"
"Jason," the fox said, thankful to have lucked out in this awkward happenstance.
"Nice to meet the both of you," Cyrus said, eyes flicking over the fox's bulge and then back to the otter. "Um, you know, if you feel bad, I can always do the same to you," he said, winking.
The otter sucked in a breath and straightened his posture, lips curling into a grin. "Is that so?" he asked.
Cyrus glanced back towards the shower stalls and then grabbed the otter's wrist. "Come on,"
Jason checked around before following the zebra and otter to the showers. The stalls were really only meant for one person, but with some people being much bigger, the three of them squeezed into one and pulled the curtain closed.
Avalon wasted no time in sinking to his knees in front of the zebra as two striped paws untied the laces and shoved the shorts to the ground. Several inches of mottled equine cock had already dropped free from a heavy sheath and Cyrus let his head roll back as two otter paws toyed and stroked at his emerging length.
There wasn't enough room for Jason to kneel as well or he'd have been down there with the otter. Instead, standing against the wall, he got to watch as his friend's lips parted around the thick, equine shaft. A strong paw lifted his muzzle and the fox was surprised as the zebra's muzzle met his own in a passionate kiss.
Avalon fished his own cock from his briefs as he serviced the large zebra in front of him. Cyrus wasn't the largest he'd gone down on, but it was still enough to make his jaw pop in the corners and ache from the stretch. Soon enough the otter had his lips mouthing at the medial ring half-way down, one paw cupping a heavy black sac while the other rapidly stroked his foreskin back and forth on the head of his shaft.
Cyrus groaned into the fox's muzzle as they made out above the otter. He slid one of his paws around Jason's waist and the other down the fox's chest before tugging his brief's down enough to get at his cock.
Jason gasped into the kiss and held onto the zebra's chest, feeling warm otter seed still there. His cock pulsed in Cyrus' paw and he knew their taboo act would bring him over the edge in no time.
Avalon slid his muzzle back and forth over the equine member, occasionally using a paw to stroke what he couldn't quite fit. The zebra's cock was beginning to flare and his tongue teased at the slit, pulling a few needy snorts from the muscled zebra.
Cyrus broke the kiss, panting hard and he looked down at the otter before tugging his cock free of Avalon's muzzle. "I said I'd repay the favor, right?" he said, gripping his own shaft now and beginning to quickly jack off. He glanced to Jason with a grin. "Gonna help me?"
The fox deftly moved a paw behind his swollen knot and the other to his length. All three of them were now stroking themselves off, racing to be the first to get off before their public act got them caught.
Jason was the first as his canine cock throbbed and began shooting ropes of sticky seed across Avalon's cheek and neck. The fox let out a soft whine as he came but the zebra's muzzle nudged his own and their lips locked again as he rode off his climax.
Avalon was right behind as his cock lazily shot a few strands of cum onto the drain in the middle of the stall. After cumming so hard and so soon, it nearly pained him, but he kept his muzzle tilted up and open as he watched through slitted eyes.
Cyrus began panting hard through his nose, tongue wrestling with the fox as he palmed his shaft. The head of his thick shaft flared wide and the first few bursts of cum sounded audibly in the stall as it soaked Avalon's face. The horse's scent was strongest now as seed splashed over the otter's open muzzle, filling it with only one pulse.
The otter had to swallow the load that landed in his waiting mouth and he could feel it running from the corners of his muzzle as Cyrus soaked his face, neck, and chest with thick gushes of equine seed.
Eventually the zebra's flow tapered off and he let his cock rest against the short bridge of Avalon's muzzle, breaking the kiss to watch a few thick drops of cum ooze out onto the already plastered face.
Avalon's body tingled with pleasure as he licked his lips free of the spunk, and more just ran down his muzzle to replace it.
Jason looked down in awe as he watched the otter get showered in cum and knew that he'd have plenty to daydream about the next time he had to take care of his own libido by himself.
"Where are you two headed to now?" Cyrus asked as they stepped out of the hut nearly half an hour later, cleaned up and feeling much more relaxed.
Avalon had both behind his head as they walked along. "We're going to go hit up the water slides and then the wave pool for a bit if you want to join," he said.
Cyrus shook his head and pulled Jason into a hug, and then the otter in turn. "Nah, I've got to go track down some of my friends at the river. I'm sure they're wondering where I am. I'm free later, though, if you guys would like to do something else,"
Jason crossed his arms over his chest after they broke the hug. "Well, we were going to go get dinner. A nice dinner," he added quickly with a glare at the otter. "You're welcome to come with. Avalon's paying,"
Avalon made a raspberry at the fox and shoved him gently. "He's right, though, I'll treat you to dinner as well,"
Cyrus nodded and gave them a thumbs up. "Alright then. You've got my number now, so hit me up when you're thinking about food! Then afterwards maybe some dessert," he said with a wry grin.
The otter smirked. "Well, if I'm not stuffed from dinner, I'm sure I will be after,"
"Dork," Jason said with a roll of his eyes.