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It was nearly 1:30am, Adam glanced at the clock as he snuggled back in. The three had taken a shower together, and it was as awkward and cumbersome as expected, but still fun. Max and Adam fit in no problem, but adding Vince who was just as big as Adam made it a tight fit. They were all tired, and Adam just grabbed each in an arm and flopped into bed. Max was snuggled up against him, breathing softly and smiling. Vince had his arm over the side and one beneath Adam's head, mouth open and was just shy of snoring. Despite pulling everyone in, Adam couldn't sleep. He just kept thinking about what led him here.

He had met Max several months ago, and they hit it off well. Max was needy but upbeat and really helped keep him in good spirits. Adam would grind himself to the bone for others and helped keep Max on track and grounded. The only place Max wasn't satisfied was in the bedroom, and it had been getting to him lately. Adam bought all kinds of toys, tried to get him to be dominating or to do what he wanted, but it just wasn't in Max's nature. He was a self proclaimed pillow princess and other than saying he was scared to hurt him Adam never explained why he was so gentle. He knew it had started to put a strain on their relationship, but he didn't realize it was this bad.

Max cheated on him.

Sure Vince was in bed, and Adam made out with him while Max was still passed out, but he still cheated on him. What if Vince hadn't done that? Would Max have lied? Continued going behind his back? He loved him, and Max loved him. He said as much when he didn't think he was here. Max flat out said the only thing that wasn't perfect was the sex, and that was fixed...kinda. The part that really made him confused, that really kept him awake?

He felt guilty.

He felt like it was his fault Max cheated. He should just get over himself. Not worry about stupid shit. Fuck him like a man. Like he just did. If he had just done that sooner, this wouldn't have happened. But he also was glad this happened. The bear finally passed out, the three snuggled tight in a pile on the bed.

Max awoke first to light peeking through the blinds, yawning as he stretched against his boyfriend. It took a moment before everything came back to him. He heard Vince's breathing and peaked his head over Adam's big gut to see the beefy dog snuggled on his other side. Last night wasn't a dream. He really did cheat on his loving boyfriend. And his boyfriend turned it into a three way and gave him the best fucking he's ever had. That means he's not mad right? That Adam isn't going to leave him? That he's not going to change and start looking at him like a filthy cumdump who would bend over at the command of anyone with a dick?

Vince yawned and tried to scratch his stomach. He couldn't with his left arm, so he reached his right up to do so and hiccuped, only to burp right after. He was still in a daze when he heard soft chuckling and realized why his arm wasn't working, looking over at the big bear and chubby Hyena. The two's chuckling increased at his confused look and atrocious bed-head. Adam reached a hand up to wipe the trail of drool hanging down from his jowls, which caused him to join them. Well, until he realized how full his bladder was and raced to the bathroom. The two just laughed at the speed at which the big dog went from dazed and groggy to awake and rushing. They laughed at that so they wouldn't have to sit alone awkwardly, waiting for him to come back out and help put off the reason they had pretended to still be sleeping. Both knew what was coming, and neither were excited for it.

"Phew, nearly wet the fuckin' bed there," Vince said jovially, walking out of the master bath. The two watched the beefy dog walk out, still naked. Standing at a bit over 6 feet, great pillowy pecs and a thick gut showed his great strength. He had the look of a power lifer, bulging muscles with little definition. His thick arms looked fit to lift cars, and his thighs seemed like they were the size of some people's torsos. The soft meat and pendulous balls were very much in proportion, the whole site caused a twitch in both lovers' cocks. He leaned against the doorframe and surveyed last night's playmates: a bear with a very similar build to his, but slightly bigger in every way. Just a bit taller, wider, but clearly softer. The bear was hot, but the hyena would more aptly be described as cute. Soft chubby belly, with round moobs pressing against it. There wasn't a lot of muscle, he was just straight up doughy. That combined with the fact that he couldn't be more than 5'6" made the physical differences almost funny to him.

Vince licked his lips and considered a quickie, but glancing at the bedside clock told him he really didn't have the time. It was almost 10am, and he had to be at the gym by 10:30 at the latest. With a sigh of disappointment, he began searching for and putting on his discarded clothes from last night.

"Leaving so soon?" Asked Max in a nervous voice.

"Gotta be at the gym by 10:30, need to change first," Vince said, disappointment clear in his tone. "Don't even have time for a quickie I'm afraid."

"Oh, ok," Adam started, clearing his throat before continuing. "Well we had a really good time last night."

"Oh trust me, I did too. I gotta go, but feel free to call me whenever you want a repeat," Vince said with a lewd smirk. He hadn't found his underwear and decided to leave it as a parting gift. They heard the front door open and shut, and the sound of the truck starting and pulling away. They sat in tense silence, both hearts beating faster.

"I uh - need to pee," Max said, awkwardly disengaging and moving into the bathroom. Adam sighed and wiped a paw down his face, rolling off the bed and grabbing some underwear from the drawer. He had the day off, so he just put on his robe and slippers before moving into the kitchen.

Max walked out now dressed in sweatpants and a loose shirt to the smell of eggs and bacon. He gingerly walked to the fridge and poured some orange juice, before sitting down at the chair facing the stove. Adam was still cooking and hadn't turned around, and Max didn't want to sit closest to him, but also felt like he shouldn't stare. He sipped his juice, looking down at the round wooden table while clenching his hands on his thighs. He was a little surprised when Adam served him a plate of breakfast. If he had made it just for himself, Max wouldn't have blamed him. They quietly ate the food, further delaying the conversation.

It had been about 40 minutes since Vince left, more than an hour since both of them had awoken, and it had felt like days. But the dishes were clean, food was eaten, juice was drank, and both had today off. There was no excuse to delay this any longer and still they sat in silence for a number of minutes.

"If you want me to move out-"

"It's ok if you don't love me-"

They both stopped. Off to a great start.They sat in silence for another minute before Max couldn't take it.

"Please don't hate me," He blurted out. He couldn't help it, Adam knew about him and now he was going to hate him. And he fucking deserved it. He cheated on someone who loved him and now he was going to hate him.

Adam just looked shocked at him, and confused at the tears Max didn't seem to realize he was shedding. The way he said it, with such desperation, such fear, shook Adam to his core. If this was acting to get him to forgive, then Max should be going for the Oscar.

"I... I thought you were going to break up with me," Adam replied, still confused. Max was now staring at his tears falling onto the wood beneath him, and any plan Adam tried to have going in just got thrown out the window. He expected disinterest in continuing to date, blame at being unable to satisfy his partner's needs, maybe even false guilt at being caught. He got legitimate, raw, primal fear.

"I'm..sor-ry," was all Max managed to choke out. He felt like even more of an asshole. Now he was guilt tripping his soon to be ex, and that made him want to cry harder. He had to hold back sobs, he wouldn't forgive himself if he went that far.

Adam could feel his heart breaking. Any anger, feelings of betrayal, anxiety, all turned into sheer hearbreak at watching the love of his life in sheer despair. Max cried often, but would let out some sobs and tears for a minute or two and feel better. He would cry from frustration, or sadness, and after holding him and him letting it all out he would bounce back pretty quick. Adam had never seen him like this, he could see him trying to stifle sobs and could tell there were going to be marks on his legs from his hard he was clenching his hands and his heart hurt more than he could remember.

Max heard a chair move as he was trying to wait for his verdict. He heard Adam move quickly and the didn't flinch, he deserved whatever beating he was going to get. He felt hands grab him, scoop him up like he was nothing. But there was no pain, he was being cradled and carried to the couch. Adam pressed his face into his big chest and was as gentle with him as he always was when he cried. He tried to protest, to get him to stop being so fucking nice, he didn't deserve that!

Adam felt Max struggle, and could hear him try to argue but he couldn't take it. He sat on the couch and pressed Max into his chest with one hand, muffling him between the soft slabs. With his other, he gave the kind of hug only his species was truly capable of. With Max in his lap and his legs crossed, the only free part was the top of his head, and that was soon given gentle kisses. Time melted away, nothing mattered except the sobs now unable to be held back shaking Max's body violently. Adam's great heft was there to cushion it, stop the shaking and provide security and warmth. Adam could feel tears drip down his muzzle but he didn't pay them any mind, his whole world reduced to trying to soothe the man falling apart in his arms. To try and press those pieces back together the best he could. When Max finally ran out of tears, he could only find warmth. His breathing slowed, and began to pace itself against the only other thing in existence, the man he truly loves with all his heart.

"I get the feeling we've both been holding some stuff back," Adam said, waiting a bit after Max finally calmed down. "How about I go first? Is that ok?"

Max just nodded into his big fluffy chest. He stroked gently on one of the arms holding him, and Adam finally let him come up for air. With a loosened grip Adam planted a peck on his lips before he settled back against into the fluff.

"When I was younger, I was a lot wilder. Hung out with a lot of dudes my size, guys like Vince, biker bar type shit. I was about your age, when I decided to settle down some. Rather than fuckin' a new guy each week I actually got a boyfriend. The thing is, he was smaller than me, smaller than you. Little shorter and skinnier. We met at a coffee shop, I know I know, anyway we hit it off real well. He liked my look, wanted to get to know me and run on the wild side a bit. He was in college, studying law don't remember what specifically though. Either way he was a real nerdy guy. I was tougher lookin' than Vince with the jeans, the leather jacket, the whole thing. We went and got dinner and when I took him back to his dorm on my bike, he gave me a kiss on the cheek and said goodnight. I had guys throwin' themselves at me begging to suck my dick at the dives, and this cute little thing didn't even kiss me on the mouth? That just made me want him more."

Adam was smiling softly, recounting the story while stroking Max softly.

"We went out again a couple nights later and I told him that I was a biker, I was used to fun and fuckin' and wasn't so good at being romantic. He just laughed and said that he had figured that part out, but he was patient. Called me sweet and a gentleman, and that he'd help me get better if I was patient too. Didn't get a kiss on the lips until the third date, didn't get tongue until the fourth. It was like having a present right there and not being able to unwrap it, made me want it more. He said he had a rule that he only had sex after dating for at least a month, and that we both had to be tested before hand. And yes, that includes oral."

He chuckled at that, and his smile started to fade.

"It was finally the day. I was jacking off twice daily at that point, but I didn't that day. I should have. I took him back to my apartment and we had some drinks, before we started getting wild. I-"

Adam choked up a bit, Max looking up with concern and stroking his chest.

"No I... I can do it. You deserve to know," He took a breath and steeled himself before continuing. "We were a bit tipsey and ripped our clothes off before 69ing. I remember getting him close bit not letting him cum, and him gagging on my dick. I was being a bit rough but still taking it easy since he was so much smaller than the guys I was used to. Helps that he was shorter so I couldn't gag him much with his dick in my mouth. We moved to his bed and I fingered him some and kept him from touching himself. I got him all riled up, and soon he was begging me to fuck him and fuck him hard. When I heard that it meant came from guys like Vince who wanted to be bruised and sore. I tried to hold back but just just kept saying it until he was just moaning. Then-"

Adam let out a sob, tears starting to flow freely.

"Then his screams changed. I don't know when, I-I... I can't ever say for certain how long it took me to realize. He wasn't screaming in pleasure. I can't even be sure he ever was. I was soft before I even pulled out..."

Max crawled out of his lap and pulled his head. Adam stopped to sob for a minute, working to compose himself as Max cradled his head and shoulders in his lap this time.

"There-there was blood. I didn't even know where it was coming from, I just wrapped him in a blanket and carried him to his car. I don't remember putting pants on, or grabbing his keys, I just remember him crying in the back seat while I drove to the hospital. It's all a blur after that. Apparently I carried him in and I was crying louder than he was begging for someone to help him. It was a quiet night and he was taken in right away, and I guess I sat in the waiting room just whispering "I'm sorry" while crying. I don't remember anything but seeing them remove the white blanket and seeing the big red stain."

Max could feel the weight of Adam increase as he recounted his guilt, his body seeming to sink further and further down towards hell.

"Anal fissures, broken bones, bruises, cuts. If I hadn't been in the state I was in I would have been hancuffed and hauled off. Nurses tried to ask me what happened and I couldn't get the words out, I could only say that it was my fault and that I was sorry. I don't know how long I stayed there until I fell asleep with my head in my hands, wearing only a pair of jeans and crying to myself. A nurse shook me awake and took no shit from me, wouldn't let me get a word out before cutting me off. Gave me a jack and a pair of socks and made me put them on, and told me not to come back until I freshened up in the bathroom and got some food from the cafeteria. I was going to come back and she was going to watch me eat all of it or she was gonna shove it up my ass, got it?"

Adam leaned up a bit, his crying calming some. He grabbed a tissue offered to him and blew his nose before continuing.

"I had sat there for 14 hours while he went through surgery. If she hadn't forced me out of the pit I was in I would have sat there till I starved. I came back and ate and when I was done a doctor came over. Apparently she made him wait till I was finished eating," he chuckled.

"He was currently on a lot of painkillers, and in and out of consciousness. He had been through hours and hours of surgery and might not make a full recovery. When he was awake he was asked what happened and if he wanted to press charges, and had explained that it was an accident. I had to stop myself from crying at that so the doctor could finish. He wanted to talk to me, cause he knew I didn't mean to. I was shocked. I just let the nurse from before lead me to the room and saw him there, all bandaged up and covered in tubes and wires. He lit up a room, and I turned him into a husk. The damage I did was permanent, he'd never be the same. And it was all my fault. It was like I finally got that present, got to unwrap it, and I used it to club him over the head. I couldn't go in, he was asleep and I knew I couldn't face him. I wasn't sure my heart could handle him saying he forgave me so I ran like a fucking coward."

Adam had his arm in a death grip, squeezing himself tighter.

"I wrote him a letter. Saying that I couldn't control myself, and that that made me just as responsible for what happened as if I'd done it intentionally. That I took what should have been a gift and ruined it, broke it, and broke him. I scarred him for life, and that I deserved punishment. I said I would have begged him to press charges if I knew I could change his mind. That I was sorry, but I couldn't be around him. Not because I was worried he'd be mad or that I didn't want to take care of him, but that I couldn't trust myself. I couldn't trust myself to be around him, that I did enough damage. And that if he forgave me, I might get complacent and end up hurting him again. My heart couldn't take it. I sold my bike, my jacket, just about everything I had, and gave him most of the money. I only took what I needed to buy a car, and that helping pay the bills that I caused was the least I could do to try and atone. I put all that in a letter and gave it to one of the nurses to deliver. He was still in and out of it, it had only taken about 3 days, but I couldn't stand to see him again. I transferred the money digitally, took the rest out in cash, and closed the account so he couldn't return it. Then I ran. Didn't have much left that I didn't sell, so I threw it in the back of my car and just drove. Deleted social media, changed my number, quit my job, just ran."

Max reached over to his hand, and gently pried it up. He cradled his head and lightly kissed it. Adam seemed drained, tired. A husk.

"That's why you always had me ride you, why you always went so slow, why you never wanted to have sex after drinking, why you wanted me to top," Max said. Adam just nodded against his chest, his whole upper body was being cradled at this point.

"That's why I couldn't give you what you wanted. Even last night I was scared. If Vince wasn't there, if I didn't know for a fact that he could hold me back, if he didn't show me where the line was, didn't dictate my every move, it would never have happened."

Adam wiped his face and sat up, turning to look Max in the eyes.

"I couldn't give you what you wanted. I'm not sure I can, even now. I should have told you about this, about what I was capable of right away, but I was scared. If you'd rather be with Vince I-"

Max grabbed his cheeks and rammed their mouths together. Just a quick kiss, enough to shut him up.

"Don't you fucking dare apologize and act like you hurt me when I'M the one who CHEATED ON YOU," Max was practically yelling, shaking as he held Adam's head in his hands.

"You could only fuck me softly because of serious trauma and I CHEATED! I broke your trust! I! Hurt! You! You're the victim here!" Max's was raising in frustration.

"Because I couldn't meet your nee-"

" Because I'm a whore!" Max was yelling at this point. " I'm a slut! A cum dump! A filthy bitch who couldn't stand not getting dicked down and used so I jumped on the cock of the first man to offer!"

Max got up as he said this, and was waving his hands around as he said this. The way he was talking, or rather yelling, the way he punctuated each sentence with a violent gesture, his frenetic pacing next to the couch, Max only did that when he was truly pissed.

"You gave me love and respect and let me ride your fat fucking cock but that wasn't enough for me! Nooooo, of course it wasn't! So I put on my tiny shorts, my little crop top, and I see who's just about to fucking close. I order pizza and time it so I'll be the last delivery of the night, because of course I know how to fucking do that! Then the guy shows up and I invite him in before reaching for my wallet that accidentally fell under the couch. I wave my ass around like the cock hungry bitch that I am and drop porno lines cheesier than the fucking pizza while practically begging to be his cum rag! I let him rip off my clothes, fuck my face, and finger my ass, tie me up and I beg for more! He even asks about you. asking if my boyfriend doesn't fuck me enough so I whore myself out to anyone at the door. And you know what I said? Yes. I had no excuse, there was time to think. I didn't want to! There was a cock against my hole and the only thing I wanted to think about was how hard I was going to get fucked!"

Adam just sat there in shock, Max now walking over to grab his head again and forcing eye contact.

" I cheated on you. What happened after doesn't matter. Why I cheated doesn't matter. You not fucking me hard enough isn't a fucking excuse. So why the fuck are you apologizing?" Max said, his volume lowering and voice starting to crack.

"I don't-"

"You should be slapping me and throwing me into the gutter! You're supposed to call me a cheating bitch and throw me naked into the street! You're supposed to throw my phone and wallet out the window and lock the doors! You're supposed to burn my stuff! Or at least tie me up and gag me, leave only my ass sticking out at the club so men can use me! Teach me a fucking lesson!" His voice was shaking, barely able to get the words out. "Why aren't you mad? Why?"

Adam just pulled the Hyena back into his chest. His hoarse questioning trailing off. The two just sat there and held each other, crying for a bit before sitting in silence. When they fell asleep neither could really say, but it was evening when they woke up again. They just stayed wrapped in each other's arms for a while, gently rubbing and soothing as they sat there in silence. Until both their stomachs rumbled loudly. They erupted in laughs at that, and they laughed until their stomachs hurt.

"There's pizza in the fridge, come on," Adam said. They moved into the kitchen and heated up some slices, turns out they had spent most of the day on the couch. It was nearly 5pm at that point.

"I'm sorry for cheating on you. I truly am. And I want to make it clear that this is the only time it's happened," Max said, looking firmly into Adam's eyes.

"And I forgive you, but only if you let me apologize for not realizing how important sex is for you and neglecting you in that regard," Adam said as he reached out and gripped his hand firmly, stroking the back with his thumb.

"Fine," He giggled, and just gazed lovingly back at him.

Turns out that pizza tasted really good after all.