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This story was written for Shakal as part of my 2018 Alphabet Challenge. It contains rough M/M sex between consenting adults in a public place. :3

X is for X Marks the Spot

The beach was crowded with bodies of all shapes and sizes, lounging around, swimming in the shallows of the azure blue ocean, playing volleyball or just wandering along the golden sands hand in hand. Apollo whined bashfully as he looked at them all, some lithe and twinkish bodies like himself present but far more of the bodies belonging to thick, beefy studs and stallions. His knees trembled. His tail was practically a blur of embarrassed excitement behind him. And of course, hidden away beneath the tight speedo wrapped around his girlish hips, his balls ached and his sheath throbbed as the cock held within it strained but found itself utterly helpless to escape the chastity in which it was locked.

Three months. It had been three months since Apollo had last been free. Three months since he had last watched the red pole of his knotted cock throbbing and twitching and painting his own belly with cum, before his beloved master had locked him away. He loved his master, and he loved being able to service him and all his friends without ever having to worry about becoming selfishly consumed by his own need for satisfaction. But, Apollo hadn't been able to deny his delight when his master had informed him that he was willing to let him free from his chastity while away on holiday for a couple of weeks. And all he had to do, in order to secure that freedom, was find where his master had hidden the key.

The clues hadn't been difficult to follow, at least not until this point, but Apollo suspected they weren't meant to be. This wasn't meant to be a challenge, it was meant to be fun. To build the anticipation and make the moment when Apollo did earn his release feel all the more special. And sure enough, that was most definitely working. But... now, as he approached what sounded by all accounts like the very last clue in the series, now Apollo found himself whimpering and blushing as he stared out at the huge and crowded beach, worried that those final steps weren't going to be nearly as easy as what had come before.

"F-find the X."

He whimpered to himself as he stepped onto the hot sand, beginning to simply wander, to walk amidst the crowds of people sunbathing and chatting and laughing together in the gorgeous summer sunshine.

"X marks the spot..."

The husky echoed the latest clue he had been given, eyes darting from side to side as he scanned the beach for any sign of a letter X. A pair of beach towels draped diagonally over one another perhaps, a sign implanted in the sand. Something. Anything.

"S-something gets buried under the X. And if you find it, y-you'll get the key."

He murmured as he wandered further and further into the midst of the thronging crowds, whimpering and feeling his cheeks burn as he saw several beautiful women sunbathing topless, and several men with their swimwear tucked down around their thighs to expose their buttocks to the sun as they lay upon their bellies, head resting in the crook of their arms. He had read that clue out to himself so many times since first doing so, and the syntax of it still struck him as weird. It could quite easily have been written as 'The key is buried under the X' or 'Buried beneath the X is the key'. But to have it worded as it was...

"Something gets buried under the X, and if you find it, you'll get the key..."

He repeated it to himself again.

"If you find it..."

Shaking his head, he frowned. But wasn't the it meant to be the key? And if not, then was this not the final clue after all? Beyond that even, why say that something gets buried under the X. Should it not have been something is or has been buried?

He was so caught up in his thoughts, so lost in trying to puzzle out what might simply have been a little careless syntax on his master's part, that Apollo nearly walked right over someone lying on the sand before him. He stopped just short of them, and was about to apologise for invading their personal bubble, his feet only a foot or two away from the side of the buff male's body, when upon opening his muzzle only a strangled gurgle of shock escaped. A sound born not of embarrassment at having been so careless, but because of what he soon spotted resting upon the front of the burly black wolf's deep blue speedo, its tight fabric stretched out by the sheer size of the flaccid but still ample sheath beneath it.

Upon the blue speedo, lancing across the bulge of the wolf's crotch in two sharp red diagonal lines, was a cross.

Or rather, an X.

"Hey there."

Apollo jumped, in fact he very nearly leapt out of his skin as a deep, rumbling voice growled up at him. He looked up the length of the wolf's body, away from the crotch at which he had been staring, and whined in humiliation as he saw that the sunbathing wolf was not only awake, but propped up on his elbows and staring right up at him.

"Can I help you with something there, cutie? You look a little lost."

The husky shook his head wildly, and was about to turn and walk away when he glanced back down helplessly at the wolf's crotch and that damnable X. There could so easily have been another X somewhere else on this beach. Somewhere. Anywhere else. So why wasn't he able to get around the idea that this one might be the one. That this was exactly the kind of situation his master would engineer for him, something that put him out in the open with hundreds upon hundreds of people all around, and left him utterly exposed and vulnerable.

He stopped turning. He looked back to the wolf, and took a deep breath as his legs fought not to give way and his balls ached desperately once again.

"I... y-you haven't seen... um... a key, have you?"

Grinning from ear to ear, the wolf looked around as though scanning the surrounding sand for a lost key. He looked back at the husky, frowned, shrugged, and shook his head.

"Nope, can't say that I have, buddy. Sorry about that."

Apollo sighed.

"It's okay. Thanks. S-sorry for disturbing you."

Now he began to turn away. Now he began to consider where else he could look, and what other places an X might be hiding in plain sight. Before he could get very far though, or indeed before he could get a single step away, the husky felt something wrap around his left ankle. He looked down, and his eyes widened as he saw a strong, black furred hand closing its fingers around his limb. Then he heard the wolf, this stranger he had never met before in all his life, speak a single word.

"Apollo?"

His name.

The wolf knew his name. And there was no reason he could, no reason he should possibly have been able to know that, unless... unless it really was all a part of his master's plan.

Blushing, quaking more nervously and excitedly than ever, the husky turned back to the wolf yet again, and nodded nervously down at him.

"Y-yeah?"

The wolf licked his lips, grinned up at the twink of a dog, and in a playful rumble of his deep voice he spoke word for word the clue that had led Apollo right here.

"Something gets buried under the X. And if you find it, you'll get the key."

Apollo's eyes drifted back to that X, and he almost yelped as he saw that the wolf's already tented speedo was now even more obscenely stretched out by the obviously and rather rapidly swelling shaft of his cock.

"Does what your master said make sense now?"

The wolf growled teasingly, his cock throbbing as it stiffened under the X.

Under the X.

Apollo whined and trembled, looking around at all the people here. All those hundreds upon hundreds of people, all so close that surely they would notice. Surely they must already have been wondering why that wolf lying there on the sand was doing nothing to hide his huge and still growing erection. Then he looked back at the wolf himself. He looked at that stretched and twitching X of red fabric, and his tail began to wag wildly once again as despite his nerves he did indeed figure out the clue's meaning... and felt a surge of desire crash through him as he realised what it meant he had to do.

"I need to find what's hidden under the X. T-to... to find it, and to bury it. And then I'll get the key."

Slowly his hands began to drift towards his own speedo, and as the wolf licked his lips and nodded up at him, those hands began to move faster.

"That's right. You know what you've gotta do. Of course you could always go home. Watch some TV. Not spend the next two weeks while your master is away on his holiday lounging around and jerking off whenever you feel like it, going out and fucking whatever guys and gals you want to, whenever you want to. Not cumming so many times you feel like your nuts are gonna drop off. Not cumming right here, right now, as soon as you get that key. You could absolutely do that, and no-one's gonna stop you."

The husky's speedo hit the sand before the wolf had even finished talking, and though Apollo saw a few eyes upon him and heard a few murmurs as people caught the silvery glare on his crotch and recognised his chastity harness for what it was, he didn't let it stop him. He straddled the wolf with a pleading expression upon his features, and whined happily as the buff male nodded and gestured for him to kneel down, to straddle him and his own now vastly tented, stretched out speedo. Even as Apollo reached down between his own legs and grasped at that vast wolf cock through the material of the speedo, he saw the wolf reaching over to a small bag lying on the sand. His heart leapt, and kept on racing even when what emerged wasn't a key, but a small bottle of lube.

He freed the wolf, more murmurs and gasps erupting from around them but no complaints. No women crying out in dismay or men angrily yelling at them to get a room. This wasn't a free district, the kind of place where consensual sex between adults was legal anytime and anywhere. But it was an adult only zone, and everyone knew what that meant. So long as it didn't bother anyone, so long as no-one objected... the rules could be bent, could be twisted quite easily to fit whatever situation a person, a pair or a group of people needed them to fit. Apollo giggled and blushed as the wolf squirted a sizeable quantity of lube onto his outstretched and open palms, and for thirty seconds he stroked the buff lupine, watching the bigger, stronger male's face contort in pleasure as he lubricated and masturbated the wolf's thick, throbbing cock.

Until now his eyes had been fixed on the wolf's face, but as the husky ran his fingers from tip to base of the larger male while lubing him up, he felt something. Something wrapped around the base of this man's huge cock. Thus, curiously, he glanced down. He looked down between the wolf's legs, to the base of his shaft, and...

His heart skipped a beat. Two beats. Three. He grunted, and yelped, and a small trickle of pre-cum oozed from the tiny hole in the very tip of his chastity device as his balls throbbed in response to the sight of that golden cock-ring wrapped around the base of the wolf... and the silver key affixed to it by a small, delicate chain. A chain so short it wouldn't give the key much ability to move, but long enough that he could easily get the lock of his chastity harness in range of it if he were to... his eyes widened, and he giggled gleefully as he realised that this had been his master's intent all along.

"I'm gonna bury it."

He stroked the wolf's cock one last time before releasing it, before lowering himself down a little more until with a mutual gasp and another murmur from around them, this time of unabashed excitement from the rather raptly watching assembled crowd out in the summer sun, he felt the stud's cock rubbing up against the tight pucker of his ass.

"I'm g-gonna bury what I found under the X. A-and when I do... I'll get the key."

Apollo relaxed his muscles, and he whimpered gleefully as he began to sink down onto that thick but well lubricated erection. He watched as the wolf growled and grunted too, eyes rolling back as his cock was squeezed and milked by the twink's deliciously tight ass.

"Gonna bury it so deep. S-so... yes, so deep!"

He pushed himself harder and harder, eyes bulging, howling in pleasure as his prostate was assaulted roughly by the girth as much as the sheer size from tip to base of the wolf's throbbing red member.

"Gonna get the treasure, a-and... oh god, and when I do..."

He sank lower and lower upon the cock, until with a strangled wail of triumph he felt the hand positioned just below his ass, guiding him down upon the far larger male's cock, brush against something hard and yet much more cool than the flesh around and deep within him. His fingers trembled as he fought to angle the key correctly. He gasped, and whimpered at the wolf in delight as a strong pair of arms reached out and grasped him around the waist, aiding him in supporting the husky's body-weight while he worked to get the key inside its lock. Both Apollo and the wolf yelped in unison as they heard a satisfyingly firm click, and they grinned at one another, twink and stud unified in their mutual glee as the buff wolf reached down and plucked the now loose chastity harness clean off Apollo's already swelling sheath.

"Oh. Oohh god, please... please, tell me your name..."

Apollo whined to the wolf, giggling as the buff male raised an eyebrow.

"It's Luke. I know your master from work. I'm talent over at the Meat Locker. Why?"

The twink shuddered as his cock began to protrude forth for the first time in a quarter of a year, and he yelped loudly as without warning the wolf, Luke, extended a meaty hand and wrapped it around that rather slender but deliciously firm, swollen and utterly free shaft.

"B-because... oohhhhgod... because I'm gonna keep on fucking you, i-if you'll let me. I'm gonna keep on riding your cock, a-aaaahh... and... and I'm gonna cum while I do it. And when I cum, I want to be able to scream the name of the first man to make me shoot a load in three months. I want to be able to scream it long, a-and loud, so that everyone knows what you've done for me. And so that everyone knows who did it to me."

Luke chuckled, and as he leaned back on one elbow with his other hand still stroking the husky's newly hardened erection, his eyes fluttered and rolled back as the husky began to shamelessly bounce and ride him even though all the motivation to do so out there in the middle of the beach and all those people was technically gone. He could have gone anywhere. He could have slipped away anywhere else, anywhere more private than here, and jerked off to his heart's content now that he was free from the chastity belt.

But then again, going somewhere would have meant waiting. Waiting an hour. A minute. A single fucking second longer than he had to now that his cock was free. So, while Apollo could technically have gone anywhere...

"Yes! Yes! Harder... oohh fuck, deeper! Pound my prostate, make... ah, yes. Yes! Make me cum!"

He had two weeks of freedom. Two weeks of time in which he could be as shameless, as slutty, as wild as he wanted, and actually get something out of it for himself. No doubt when his master returned the chastity belt would go right back on, and when that time came Apollo would be more than happy to do it for the man that he truly loved. But until then? Until every last moment of those two weeks had passed, and this vacation for the both of them came to an end?

The husky's howl of ecstasy rang out around the whole of the public beach, with people raising their eyebrows and turning their heads towards the source of his cry from far further away than his bouncing, bucking body could be seen. He painted Luke's chest, belly, face and even the sand beyond with the sheer potent, long pent up fury of his orgasm, and kept on bucking, kept on riding the wolf with no intention of slowing or stopping until the buff stud had filled him up, and until he had emptied his own balls out at least a couple more times in rapid, non-stop succession for Luke and anyone else underneath the beaming summer sun to see.

"Cumming! Cumming, I... I'm... oohh god, oh god, Luke! Yes!"

By Jeeves

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