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Trembling hands yanked the door to Jaret's room open, then slammed the door hastily as the room's owner panted needfully. He had made a promise to his friends, his family, even his buddies in the online community he frequented. Jaret had tried his best to hold off, knowing the first day would without question be the hardest. Somehow, with every deity's blessing, he managed to abstain. More and more time passed however, and instead of becoming easier, the long and torturous wait bore even heavier onto Jaret's mind and spirit. He was much quicker to anger than usual, his previously respectable apartment had quickly fallen into a slobby neglectful slump; even his work performance was tanking drastically, prompting three separate visits from his supervisor, concerned about the male's quickly deteriorating psyche.

He pledged to stay lucid all month, and as time dragged on endlessly from one night to the next, it was getting to be too much for him. And one Saturday night, when a rampant mouse cursor led Jaret to his favorite ...incognito bookmark; upon finding such a large backlog of new free uploads, all in high definition...his resolve broke.

No-Nut November be damned. He needed to masturbate. And he needed to do it right now.

Instinctively locking the door--although he lived alone for almost a year now--Jaret quickly undressed as a warmth rapidly shot through his body; he felt like he had run for miles. Shirts, nylon sweatpants and underwear were quickly and haphazardly dropped into a pile as the shivering groaning male held his smartphone in one fervent grip and the lightswitch to his room in the other. Flicking off the light as he grunted eagerly, Jaret removed the last piece of his clothing, a sleeveless A-shirt, and tossed it into the endless dark. Rolling onto the bed on his side, Jaret reached into the small nightstand drawer and fished out the item he swore himself off of--lonely from non-use after so long, even gaining a nearly noticeable gathering of dust particles upon the face of the bottle--instantly warming water-based lubricant. In advance appreciation, his six inch cock was already at half mast, grateful for the merciful bout of release that would be granted to his needy low-hanging balls after so much neglect and such an endlessly long period of dormancy.

With practiced ease--some things you can never unlearn--Jaret chuckled wickedly as he quickly swiped his phone to Private mode while simultaneously popping the cap off the lube with a thumb. No one short of 911 emergency services could call him, and even _then_the horny male might risk it with enough time.

While setting his favorite bottle on an area of the bed next to him, Jaret swiped through the exceptionally generous list of Saturday's new releases, double tapping on the ones that seemed to stoke his fetish from the thumbnail or poorly spelled title. Oh, man...waiting and holding off for this damn long would be SO worth it. His impromptu 'playlist' ready, Jaret clicked on his first video. The camera shook with its adjustments as it was placed on a solid object. The viewfinder was immediately filled with the sight of two sets of furry legs, fluffy thighs...

...and two very wet and delicious looking pussies both firmly pressed against each other, so flush they seemed to form one big vagina. The amateurs in question were both huskies, and as any indication as it were, they had been doing this very often. The top husky was grinding her hips in a circular motion against the pussy underneath her, rocking her hips as if she really did have a cock. The camera had a stationary close-up of the action, but Jaret could just barely see the buttocks of the woman humping their lips together so briskly, flexing with each thrust of effort. He couldn't see it for himself, but Jaret could bet that the two were grinding clitorises at the top of their heat as well. And upon hearing thwarks and sclocs and mmmffnh's_muffled in the foreground, he could practically _taste the husky's tongues worming and sliding against each other. With the moans so muffled, there wasn't any doubt that the two female's muzzles were sealed tight.

With a restrained squeal of delight, Jaret grabbed his lube bottle and upchucked it, squeezing a single thick line down the length of his now throbbing erection. Just from one squeeze and a stroke, to spread the tingling fluid around his miniature pole, was enough to provoke a long and loud moan of relief. Almost like an orgasm by itself, Jaret visibly relaxed as his troubled psychological embodiment sank into the familiar comfort that had been absent since the beginning of the month. "Oh, that feels soooo goddamn...." Jaret whispered, the first words out of his mouth since breaking his long-held oath. He gripped his rigid cock, in no mood for teasing, and started a moderate pace of stroking up and down, smoothing more of the lubricant quickly heating up his hand and aching prick.

Back on his phone screen, the two girls sped up their grinding, and apparently broke their hungry kiss when Jaret started hearing unhindered moans coming from the both of them. A passing thought informed him the two voices sounded very similar. One moan peaked into a sharp yelp, and the alleged instigator reached her hands up to firmly grasp the top husky's quivering rear, now actively pulling her down against her with even more force, as if expecting each wanton female's slick and reddening femininities to start swallowing them whole. The two girls failed of course, but a hard pleasurable shudder passed through their sole audience that they were still trying. Ready for his next video, Jaret tapped the 'X' to close the video player and move on to the next one. While it loaded, he rolled onto his back and palmed his lube bottle, adding another stripe to his swollen lusts.

The next video started and Jaret returned his slimy hand back to apply the extra lubrication. The camera was steady this time, for a moment; a very lucky documentarian filmed two males rutting into each other doggystyle. A large brown bull was grunting, holding back whimpers of bliss as he wrapped his arms around a panting Great Dane, who was gasping and growling lewd words of encouragement and entertainment. The submissive giant canine had his legs bent to deepen his friend's penetration, but his arms were locked solid. Jaret guessed to keep himself and the steadily humping bull upright. The handheld cameraman walked around to the front, where the duo's faces could be seen.

"Mmff, you like that? Takin' all ten like the nasty bitch you are?"

"Ooh, yeah daddy. Breed me until I can't walk!"

Jaret regulated his breathing as the concentration faded from his face, paw still lazily groping. While he didn't find anything wrong with it, he never particularly was fond of dirty talk in porn. Of course it was a perfectly healthy fetish, but Jaret always found it a little unnecessary, and...cliché. They always seemed to overdo it, too. The male's paw slowed, not wanting to waste any lube on something he knew wouldn't get him off, but he moved a thumb to the tip, lightly dragging the finger back and forth to stimulate that bundle of nerves and keep him aroused.

Jaret realized this was going to take a while, so he tapped the screen on his phone to bring up the seeker bar.

"Mmm, you're so big!"

"You're so tight, you little fuc--"

Jaret hmmphed and rolled his eyes as the little dot quickly moved across, showing the scene in a near-humorous fast-forward until the cameraperson went for the money shot and slid under the couple nearing their climax.

"Ooh, here we go!" Jaret let go of his screen as the playback resumed normally, the camera getting a great shot of the swinging undercarriage in play. The bull's large nuts easily thwocked into the low-hanging sack of the horny Dane below him. A little further ahead, his admittedly sexy cock wagged with each thrust, liberally squirting pre off-screen. The action looked a little more higher quality than normal, and with widening eyes, the pent-up male quickly found out why!

Right as the bull lowed with his orgasmic release, the video slowed to a crawl, the pendulous calf-makers' swinging slowed exponentially. A shaky gasp escaped Jaret and his hand, by contrast, sped into a blur. "Sweet Jesus God, they used a slow-mo cam!"

Finally the brown ballsack, zoomed in with a shocking amount of detail, slowly impacted the smaller, yet still well-hung testicles of the distorted moaning Dane below him. Jaret's hand practically kindled his angry throbbing cock, taking in the detail of the relaxed dimpled sacks. He marveled at being able to see the dark blue veins striking across the bottom of the nuts; every fold of skin drooped to allow for maximum cum productivity; even the hinted outline of a spermatic cord for a few frames. It really was incredible to see the wonder of physical science.

Cum started seeping from the Dane's hole in super slow motion, and Jaret had to take his hand off his cock, lest he shoot off too too early...the other hand moved to close the video, and save it for download for later. He'd definitely keep the ones he found tonight!

He moved onto the third, and what Jaret hoped would be his last, video for the night. He had refused to touch himself all this time since the dawn of November, and tonight he wanted to treat himself on his way to normalcy. The third video featured a red dragon (no balls, to Jaret's slight disappointment; they were internal) whom whistled towards the right side of the screen. Another dragoness, donned in scales of a lighter shade, crawled in on her hands and knees with a lusty grin on her face. "You ready?" the male inquired. For her answer, the dragoness simply lunged her arms out and around the waist of the teenager before her. She held his dick in between her fingers, interfering as little as possible, and sluuuuurped from base to tip, showing the camera her tongue sliding up the nearest side of his shaft. Jaret stroked harder, getting close.

"Ohh, Mom..."

Mom!?

The male let out the large deposit of air he hadn't realized he was holding, looking at the video closely. Sure enough, although the newly-teenaged boy was thicker in his muscles and torso--understandable, being a male--the two colored dragons really did look...well, not identical, but close enough for there to be no doubt! This wasn't two actors who barely look like each other constantly calling them by their family role; this was an incestuous mother and son pair uploading their trysts to the internet! For all the world to see! Immediately, Jaret felt those kid's internal balls were bigger than that bull's ever could have been!

Rather than sealing the cock in her mouth like most females would do, the dragoness MILF rapidly licked up and down her son's--her real son's--rigid ribbed 5-inch cock like a feral retriever. Unashamed, the young boy let out high pitched sighs, cute whimpers and the subtle twitches that could only come with youthful inexperience.

With another lick to the tip, the mother asked, "You want to try it again, sweetie?"

The boy panted, and nodded eagerly. "Yeah, I think I can hold out a little longer this time." He leaned over, picking up the handheld camera, and setting it between his feet, and under the two bonding dragons. Jaret's cock was leaking precum rapidly, though it couldn't be found underneath the globs of lube thwick-thwick- thwick ing between fingers and flesh. This time, the dragoness opened her long maw, and patiently waited for her son to place his cock in between her jaws. Jaret's paw sped up. He was close! The young hatchling gently placed his paws on the side of her face, and started humping gently downwards into her mouth. He groaned, and the teen whimpered beside him. Excitedly, Jaret would slide down under the dragoness working her son over. He'd grab two handfuls of curved dragoness rump, and pull her wet moisture down to his throbbing cock. Just as easily as she took her son's thrusts down her throat, she'd bounce onto Jaret's manhood, combined juices seeping onto his full balls. The teen's whimpers reached an adorable pitch through the phone and Jaret saw the dragoness' throat bulge with the head of his coc--

"MMMPH! .....MMMMF! NGH, AHH, OOOHHHHHHH!"

Jaret couldn't take anymore, and the fog was lifted.

Humping upwards into his hand, Jaret dropped the phone and moved his now free appendage to grab his pulsing balls. The first issue simply oozed out over the white-knuckled thumb, but the second launched, all the way up to his chest! Jaret sighed proudly as the third and fourth shots found purchase on his stomach. His fifth shot popped onto his groin area, but the sixth and seventh weren't of any importance to him. He abstained as long as he could throughout the month, admittedly failed, but found a brain-wracking solace in the fact that all his bad luck and sour moods acclimated over the month was now cooling and dying against his skin, an idiotic grin plastered against Jaret's panting face.

As the young adult lay on his back in his bed: sweaty, overwhelmed, painted with the results of impatience, right hand slick with goop, and calves sore from thrusting without warming up, he could do nothing but pant out the epiphany that even Zen Masters could not achieve on their own:

"No Nut...November...my fucking ass."

Punctuated with satisfied giggles, Jaret reached over to find a used towel--one that _certainly_wouldn't have been left there before his self-imposed sabbatical--and dried the lube, cum and pre off his hand and soggy but happy member. With his (mostly) clean other hand, he reached down to retrieve his phone. The video had long ended, but he bookmarked it for saving as well. He swiped from the top of the screen to check the time and date.

As his eyes adjusted to the changing brightness, the small pangs of guilt within Jaret's heart quickly erupted into bursts of raucous laughter, rendering him helpless while cackles and peals rolled him back and forth over the mattress, before they died down to immature giggling. He smiled at the LED light shining back at him:

12:04; Saturday, November 3rd, 2018.

He set his phone to standby mode with a click and returned to his side, a rested grin splitting his face.

"Totally fucking worth it."