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Mal was standing just before the back door. It was dark outside and there was a lot of noise coming from the back. Something was in his trash and it was up to him to check it out. The only thing keeping him inside was the sheer volume of it all. Whatever was rooting through his trash had to be big.

A part of him just wanted to wait it out but he knew that he would have to clean up some kind of mess, better to stop it now before it got even messier. And with all the noise someone might come knocking or even calling the cops.

Taking a deep breath, the short beaver gathered the courage to step outside and check it out. The automatic lights came on and illuminated the back patio. Mal was expecting to see something big but he was still stunned by the sight of a massive beast looking back at him. With all the noise, he thought that his trash was being dug into, but the creature was on his back, leaning against them as a massive paw was over his sheath.

The shock wore off quickly and it smirked, revealing it's fat pouch as the paws drew back. Rolling over and getting onto all fours, the massive thing was still smiling, showing off a mouth full of sharp teeth. "Always interrupted when things are getting good..."

The beaver was even more shocked than before. It can talk?!

Even at 5 foot, he was dwarfed by the other mammal, who came close and sniffed at him with his nose. Under the light, he could see that this animal was bulky as well, having thick and long claws as well. Green eyes looked into his yellow ones.

"Well, you're just gonna stand there?"

Finding himself once more, Mal jumped back and whimpered. "What do you want from me? Y-you beast?!"

"First of all. I'm a wolverine and the name's Nox," he soon dropped his annoyance as he took in the beaver's words. "And if you're offering..." Rather than finishing his words, the wolverine turned and walked off.

Mal breathed a sigh of relief until he realized that Nox was walking into his house, squeezing his massive frame through the door. He quickly ran up to stop him but skid to a halt as he got distracted by a pair of massive balls that swayed from the wolverine's motions. When he finally collected himself, Nox had managed to wedge himself through the door frame.

Rushing in after him, the beaver was still fighting for words as the massive animal walked through his kitchen, pushing things aside without care until he found the fridge. With a few sniffs at it, a large tongue ran along his muzzle before the door was flung open and that large head pushed inside, using his tongue this time to scoop things into his open maw.

"H-hey! What are you doing?!" Mal yelled.

Nox pulled his head away, still chewing. After gulping he finally spoke. "You asked what I wanted, so I'm helping myself to whatever you got around here."

That certainly wasn't what he meant, but seeing those jagged fangs made him hesitant to argue. When the larger male had his fill he walked away, letting out a large burp. That left Mal pouting as most of his food was now gone, eaten up in just a matter of minutes. Even his leftovers weren't spared...

He shut the fridge door, groaning to himself. But his eyes flew open as he realized that Nox was gone. But it was easy to tell where he was, both from the heavy steps and the sounds of things falling to the floor as the massive body knocked them down.

Rushing to the hallway, the only sight he had was the thick tail disappearing into his bedroom. He lamented his things that fell from along and onto the wall. Many of them had broken, but there was hardly time to be upset about that, not when that creature was in his very bedroom.

When Mal entered his bedroom, the first sight he was met with was the wolverine on his bed. His massive frame was lying down on his back, rolling a bit over the creaking mattress. A large paw was scratching at his own front paw while his hindpaws were spread, exposing his huge balls. Not only were they as large as pumpkins each, but they were glistening with sweat that dotted and dripped down the smooth skinned orbs.

Forcing himself to look away, Mal finally got irritated. He stomped over to the bedside, as Nox finally settled on the bed.

"That's what I'm talking about..." the wolverine said as he pleasantly sighed to himself.

"You!" Mal huffed, pointing a finger at the larger mammal. "You need to leave! Now!"

"And why should I?" Nox asked, rolling his eyes.

"Because this is not your home. It's in the forest or wherever you come from. Not in my house, kitchen, or bed!"

"It's pretty much my bed now. Rubbed my scent real deep in it," the other mammal said with a devious chuckle.

Now within the small room, Mal was able to realize what was being talked about. A heavy odor was wafting from the bed but more so from Nox himself. Filling the space more and more was a haze of musk, smelling more wild and grizzly than anything he smelled from any anthro like himself.

Seeing the stunned look on the rodent's face made Nox laugh. "Still want me to go? I saw the way you were staring at my balls. Are you always staring at animal's junks or am I just that special? You stopped me from having a bit of fun anyways... Tell you what: how about giving me a hand or two with draining my balls and then I'll get out your hair."

Mal knew it as crazy, wrong even. But his eyes were back to staring at not only those gargantuan globes, but the tip of the wolverine's cock was poking from his fat sheath, giving him an inkling of what was in store.

"A-alright!" he caved and agreed. He was doing this to get rid of this beast. And no one was going to know anyways...

Nox gave him a look, like he wasn't expecting such a response. But he was quick to capitalize before the smaller male changed his mind. He rolled over making the bed creak as his underside was now facing Mal. Lifting a leg gave a full view of his fat, sweaty package. More of his dark cock had spilled from the sheath, only getting thicker past the tip.

"Ready when you are," Nox said. His tone turned from tormenting to deep and inviting. It made shudders run down Mal's spine as he approached, lured by the sight and the strong smell that was oddly appealing. His nose twitched on it's own, taking in more of the aroma of beastly male. As his hands stretched out his mouth was watering.

Making contact with the exposed prick, Mal not only felt how hot it was, but the skin itself was wet with sweat and some sort of film, a greasy substance that clung to his fingers. It made things easy at least to coax more cock into view. As more slid out, the smell was getting stronger and he could finally feel the thing pulsing with life, as if it had an actual heart within. It was like a log, being much too big to even wrap a hand around and when reaching about a foot, the beaver was awestruck to see even more coming.

Nox stayed quiet for the time being, just enjoying the fingers that grazed over his shaft, getting a good feel for him. With his massive body taking up the entire queen sized bed, he kept his legs spread as his cock was finally freed from his sheath fully. With pride he looked down at it. Being three feet in length so large that even his own paws struggled to wrap around, Nox packed nothing short of a monster between his hindlegs. Sure, it made things hard when finding someone who could actually take his size, but he was content with stroking his musky junk or better yet grinding it against something, smearing his sweat and spunk all over it...

"I know that you're shocked and all that, but it's time to hold up your end of the deal," Nox growled, snapping the beaver from his frozen state.

Mal's heart was pounding as his hands were gliding up and down the fat log of flesh. The substance that coated the skin at least helped him with stroking along it all. He wasn't able to do it very fast but the low noises that came from the wolverine assured him that it was not an issue.

Nox didn't need much to get riled up and the sensation of smooth hands running along his cock certainly helped. It was much different from the rough texture of his own paws. "Yeah, that's real good. Keep that up..."

Feeling more sure about his actions, the beaver worked his paws back and forth, sliding from the tip and all the way down to the base. When reaching back up, his hands became coated in sticky precum, coating his palms and fingers. It was both sticky like glue but also slick like oil. And lifting it close to his face to inspect brought a strong smell that made his head spin instead.

Spreading that pre along made things even easier and felt even better on Nox's end. The wolverine was treated to an excellent lube that brought a warming effect with it as well. Heavy pants came from him as he basked in the pleasure, enjoying the steady drifts of the small hands, reaching all the way up back down, bringing more pre from his tip and smearing it along.

It was coming out at a faster pace, leaking freely and while Mal was still catching more of it, the excess was starting to drip into the sheets, dotting them at first but then forming a small puddle. It didn't take long for the heavy substance to bleed through, further tainting the mattress with his markings.

A turn of his body slipped his cock from the soft grip it was in. He was ready to kick things up a notch. With a few grunts, he moved his body around to be sitting up instead. He leaned against the wall the bed was placed against, his large figure nearly reaching up the ceiling. Towering even higher than he usually did thanks to the bed, he looked down at Mal with another toothy grin, silently encouraging him to climb up and finish what he started.

Without hesitation, Mal did so and was on his knees, touching his hands to the large, pulsing meat. He stroked up and down with even more force than before, able to get a better handle in this position.

"Now that's more like it. Just let yourself go wild and worship my big, smelly cock," Nox teased. His words were to make the other male flustered but he was pleasantly surprised when a tongue touched his cock, sliding along the underside. Another came but Mal put more into it. He eased down. All together, his paws slid at the sides while the tongue dragged along the underside, starting from the base and gliding up as far as he could reach.

Waves of pleasure radiated through Nox and he grunted from his cock throbbing hard. A fat glob of pre oozed from the tip and slid down the shaft, coming down to splatter on the beaver's face while he was in the middle of licking, too distracted to see it coming. Just like his paws, it clung to his face and continued to feed that smell into his nose, shrouding his mind after just a few whiffs.

He continued his actions and earned more pre falling onto his body, making his fur and clothes sticky. With the heavy wetness was Nox's strong markings, making the beaver smell heavily of him. In fact the massive wolverine was all that could be smelled. His fluids and musk did well to flood the room with his scent and now it was even wafting down the hall, threatening to spread to the entire house.

Mal didn't care. Not as he was licking the fluid from his lips and groaning from the erection that was straining in his pants. The pulses were getting harder and so were Nox's pants. He was getting closer and now the beaver wanted to bring the larger male to release. Just the idea of seeing that cock firing off a huge load, making a big mess in his bedroom was nearly enough to make him cum without being touched.

"Hope you don't mind if I make a mess," Nox chuckled as he felt himself getting close, teetering on the edge of a strong climax. His large balls were churning so hard that Mal could hear the seed being sloshed around. The drips of pre had ceased and he doubled his efforts, licking harder and stroking faster, doing all that he could to give the beast a big finish.

And his actions did the trick as Nox bellowed. His body twitched as his eyes rolled, struck with a stronger feeling that he predicted. Through the thick glaze of pre, Mal could see the balls drawing up and the shaft swelling from the volume of seed that was being pushed up the length. When finally reaching his tip it blasted out with force, splattering out in a thick stream that struck the ceiling before raining down in viscous ropes. That was just the first and Nox had more to give, tearing through the sheets as he dragged his paws along the bed, snarling and huffing as volleys of his climax continued to shoot from his cock, hitting the ceiling, walls, and everything that was hung up on them.

Mal just basked in the cum that oozed down onto his body, groaning as he came himself, filling his underwear with hot ropes of beaver spunk...

With the last fat stream of cum leaving his cock, Nox let out a long sigh of delight as it finally softened and began retreating into his plump sheath. Finally getting what he wanted, the wolverine was good as his word.

"Not bad. Alright, I'll get out of your hair. For now..." he alluded as he climbed from the now bent and dented bed. It now stunk of the wolverine's body and most of it was covered in pre and cum. When Mal finally came to his senses, realizing that his room was practically repainted in pungent wolverine release he ran to the back door to find Nox, but the wolverine was already gone...

Nox had already returned to the forest when the beaver came to his senses. He had already decided to return after a week, Mal would have calmed down by then and would probably miss him too. Until then he figured that he could find someone's house and make some noise.