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This "Three Word Prompt" commission was written for Delfur. Their three words were "Fox, Exhibitionism, Submissive." and the story contains M/M sex between multiple consenting adults. :3

Simple Instructions

Del could barely think as he stepped into the park, his heart thundering in his ears and his eyes darting right to left then back again as though utterly certain that despite the large double-sided menu board he was holding under a cloth in front of himself someone would still know that he was rock hard beneath it. He told himself that didn't matter. Everyone would know just how turned on he was soon enough after all. But, perhaps unsurprisingly that didn't make the fox's situation any better. Somehow though Del did manage to keep putting one paw in front of the other and navigated himself towards the centre of the park; to the expanse of open grass and well kept flowerbeds where dozens of people were already sprawled out enjoying the early summer sunshine. Even once he arrived there though, that wasn't good enough. Del had to walk to the very centre of the grassy terrain, where he was surrounded by the most people possible on all sides, before pulling the cloth covering off the menu board and setting it in place upright upon the ground.

Even before he could act in the wake of setting the board down, exposing its large, chalk-written letters to the many people in view at that moment, he heard gasps. Giggles. Murmurs of amusement, interest or even desire. He trembled, whined under his breath, but without waiting for anyone to react any more than they already had, began to unbutton his shirt almost immediately. He didn't hesitate in the slightest, the fox not daring to slow his actions in the hope that someone would stop him. Besides, he knew they wouldn't. No-one ever did, and that knowledge was why as he threw his shirt aside and began to unbuckle the belt of his jeans the fox's cock was already rock hard and making the front of the garment twitch, a slight dark spot clearly visible on its deep blue crotch.

Soon Del stood in just his tented underwear, and as he tore his eyes away from that twitching bulge and the even bigger, more abundant wet spot in the thinner, softer material of his boxers he looked up to see figures already approaching him. Men. Guys wandering up with raised eyebrows and curious smirks. Some chuckling and laughing with their friends, others more serious in their appearance, swallowing thickly and letting their eyes dart back and forth between the fox's nearly naked, obviously worked up body and the sign beside which he was standing. Del followed their gaze, and whimpered audibly, longingly as while his own eyes fell upon the sign and re-read its message for the hundredth time since he'd been told to write it that morning, his thumbs hooked themselves around the waistline of his underwear and began to tease it down.

'Free for Public Use.

One eager, slutty fox.

Available 12 noon - 8pm.

Please leave sticky and well stuffed.

Thank you!'

As soon as Del's underwear hit the ground around his ankles, his rock hard cock twitching wildly as it felt the warm sun and gentle breeze upon its exposed shaft, he looked up with a bashful whine to see a man walking closer to him. The lion regarded Del with a mix of caution and excitement, but as he first approached the naked, erect fox he asked a question that clearly but his own desires to the back-burner.

"Hey, uh... just checking but... no-one's making you do this, right?"

Del trembled, blushed, and shook his head feverishly. His cock throbbed.

"So, you wanna be here? Like this. Doing... that?"

The lion gestured to Del, then to the board. A louder whimper escaped the fox. This time however he nodded urgently, biting down on his bottom lip to hold back an outright howl of pleasure as right in front of the lion and the growing crowd he wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and squeezed his already swelling knot for all to see. The feline male before him swallowed thickly, and even before he'd said a word Del took a shaky step forward towards him.

"W-well, then..."

He growled loudly, hungrily as the fox stepped close enough to him to feel Del's erection pressing against his thigh, and when one of the fox's hands pressed to the lion's own swelling crotch through the fabric of his slacks, any restraint on the other man's part evaporated as swiftly as Del's own.

"...I've got ten minutes before I need to head back to the office. Suck me."

Within a minute, Del was on his knees with the lion's thick cock pumping into his muzzle. Hands gripped at his head, holding him steady despite Del's enthusiastic slurping as the feline male muzzle-fucked him with ever building intensity. All around them by that point Del's twitching ears could hear other voices chatting, moaning, lusting after him as they waited their turn. They didn't need to wait though. They didn't need to politely queue, and though for a little while Del kept his hands on the lion's ass; eagerly holding onto him and tugging at his buttocks to further show all present that he wanted this to be happening, it wasn't long before first one, then both hands reached out either side of the fox and began to wave, to blindly beckon others forward.

A muffled, gurgling cry escaped Del as a short while later he felt something hot and quivering, not the biggest but still hard as steel, press into his right palm. He wrapped his hand around it and without even trying to glance out of the corner of his eye at the person to whom it belonged began to jerk off that four and a half inch cock with the exact same enthusiasm his muzzle was showing for the lion's seven. He felt movement by his left arm too, but it brushed his hand aside, and Del heard grunting, huffing, and the telltale sound of a hand moving swiftly upon a cock as he felt a dribble of pre-cum ooze out against the side of his face. He did take the time to glance sideways at that, and his own cock twitched even more eagerly than the lion's muzzle fucking had prompted as he saw a burly stallion standing close by, hovering over the kneeling fox with not one but both hands pumping at his colossal, flared cock while he jerked it off right up against Del's occupied maw.

"O-oh, fuck..."

The lion stole the words right out of Del's muzzle as he too stared at the huge horse cock, and with a grunt, a shudder, then a wild roar as that sight and the arousal it provoked within him caught him entirely off guard, Del's first partner of the day began to paint the back of the fox's throat with rich, creamy ribbons of his hot cum. He pulled back while still cumming, and Del whined and giggled bashfully as the last strings of the lion's cum dribbled out over the bridge of his panting muzzle and began to ooze down its sides. He swallowed eagerly, licking his lips and looking up at the feline male in gratitude which the breathless, lush maned guy returned tenfold even as he moved to stuff his cock back into his trousers and prepare to return to work. Before turning his oral attentions towards the horse however, Del felt the cock in his other hand twitch sharply and heard a loud squeak. He barely managed to turn, smiling hungrily towards the cute, chubby mouse guy before cum began to ooze out over his jerking, squeezing fingers. There were no abundant sprays or long, thick ropes from this guy, but the adorable, blissful squeaks and whimpers he let loose as Del got him off more than made up for it.

Soon, Del had only the horse left to attend to of his first batch of guests. He shuffled around and opened his muzzle wide, letting his hands fall between his legs to squeeze and caress his cock once more while giving the horse a prime target. To his surprise though the horse just stepped a little bit closer, but shook his head as he jerked himself harder still just in front of Del's panting, pleading face.

"W-wanna cum on you. Make a big mess of that pretty face so every guy after me will know I was here before 'em."

He huffed, making Del whimper and bite his lip once again, hands moving faster, stroking more gleefully still at his straining shaft. As hot and strangely intimate as the horse's request was though, neither his words nor Del's ever welcoming body did anything to stop others from moving in in the meantime. A hand turned Del's head to the right away from the stallion, and another cock presented itself as a panting dalmatian gave the fox a simple instruction.

"Get it good and slick. I want your ass."

His tongue lathered the offered, twitching red cock until it was not just slick but dripping with saliva, and even as Del tumbled giddily onto all fours while the dalmatian circled behind him, the stallion groaned and watched with seemingly greater glee as with little restraint the fox was claimed from behind. The loud clapping of thighs against buttocks echoed around the park's grassy grounds as more bodies joined in, either watching or in the case of the boldest stripping off to some degree and either awaiting their turn, or skipping the queue and claiming whatever of Del they could as and when they found him.

The fox was stuffed from both ends, gurgling around a six inch otter while the dalmatian's balls slapped firmly against his own when he heard the stallion whinny in ecstasy, and felt rich ribbons of cum not just painting his face and the belly of the man he was sucking on in that moment, but all the way down his shoulders and back too. Just as the stallion wanted, Del never forgot that he was the first to truly paint him that day. And though in the hours to come there would at points be half a dozen or more men hovering around his face in a tight circle, cocks grazing against one another as they all tried to jerk off into his upturned and panting muzzle at once, their loads were only following in the ground that stallion had first laid out.

Cum drooled from the fox's ass more and more liberally as time passed, and after an hour or so of constant, cycling use Del no longer needed to waste time sucking on those who craved his ass. He was so slick, so stretched by all the cocks that had fucked him already, they didn't even need to tell him they were going to take him, just let him know by the sensation of hands on his hips and the sudden eruption of fresh pleasure against his prostate.

How many men came on, in and even close by him throughout that day Del could not possibly have known, but more glorious still was the moment when the fox realised he'd lost track of his own orgasms. Yelping, howling, he knew he'd cum to hands reaching around him as he was fucked from behind. To guys who while unable to match his sheer endurance wished to get a taste of the pure submission which Del was offering freely to all around him; begging for Del to fuck them, or to suck him off while other cocks jerked and throbbed and spurted thick ribbons of cum over them both. Del knew he'd cum to hands, muzzles, a couple of asses and other cocks grinding and bucking against his before painting one or both their owners' bellies. At some point though, he had reached that state of complete and utter freedom where it wasn't about how many times he got to cum any more, or even how many guys he was tending to at any given moment. It was just about being there. About being ready and willing and oh so welcoming to any person, any cock who approached any hole or inch of exposed, cum-coated flesh or fur he had to offer.

Del moaned as he rolled over onto his back like a puppy-dog and felt someone rubbing his belly, then reaching down and jerking him off forcefully, squeezing his knot as hard and rough as they could while another body knelt over his face and stuffed a short, thick cock into his maw. He giggled as at some point someone kissed him, and he found himself swallowing a muzzleful of cum that might have been his own or from some other, unknown pair of balls that had offered themselves up close by as the other male's muzzle playfully snowballed him. The fox lay sprawled and twitching as cooler air washed over him and through eyes not just heavy lidded but partially stuck together with copious volumes of cum he looked up at the setting summer sun, while at least eight pairs of legs stood around him, and within a minute or so of one another eight cocks let loose before leaving him panting, huffing, stickier than ever and twitching in anticipation of his next partner.

In the distance though, just a few moments of somewhat coherent consciousness later, Del heard a bell begin to chime. Eight peals. Eight o'clock. His cock twitched. He whimpered. He looked around, hoping, almost begging for someone to ignore the sign and fuck him one last time.

But, the grass around him, cum-streaked and littered with a few stained, abandoned pairs of underwear as it was, was otherwise unoccupied. He watched that last group of college guys wandering away towards the park's entrance as it hit closing time, chucking and playfully shoving one another as they joked about which of them would play the same role as the fox next time... though their red faces betrayed the fact that none of them wanted to be joking. Barely a minute later though, Del found himself scrambling shakily to his feet.

He gathered up his clothes, though putting them on never once crossed his mind.

He folded the menu board flat, blushing, trembling as he saw the myriad tally-marks and several phone numbers scrawled on it around the original message.

He tucked the board under one arm and his clothes under the other, and with his body still dripping and his cock still twitching, leading the way in front of him, Del began to head for the entrance of the park too.

It was time to head home.

Time to walk home and show the whole city the clear evidence of what a good, obedient, slutty fox he was along the way.

And then, when he got there... it would be time to show the person who had set him this task what a good, obedient, slutty fox he was. Time to beg them, plead with them not only to fuck him one last time with those dozens and dozens of loads still clinging to him and dripping out of him just as they'd wanted... but also to give him another, more obscenely glorious and simple set of instructions on what he was going to do tomorrow.

By Jeeves

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