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"C'mon, old man! Put your money where your mouth is!"

"...Old man? I'm only a decade older than you are."

Nikita scoffed. "Yeah, that makes you an old man far's I'm concerned. Admit it, you can't keep up with young spunk like me!"

Dalton rose and stretched a bit, making a bit of a show of doing it fairly slowly - he knew what the hare was here about, and annoying him a bit seemed well deserved. Particularly because they were in a public park and there were people around. "If you're asking for a foot race, I'm out. I know my limits, and they don't extend to great sprint times."

"Sheeze. You even SOUND old, dude. But it's not a foot race, it's a fuck race!"

"...Do tell." The tortoise gave Nikita a deliberately nonplussed look.

Nikita rolled his eyes. "You really don't get it? It's simple! I fuck you, trying to make you blow first. Then you do the same to me. And that way, I prove that going at it fast and furious is better than your lame-ass 'slow and steady' approach!"

Yep, that's what that was about. The two had had this debate not long ago, when the hare had seen Dalton getting feisty with someone and started telling him he was going too slow. Dalton had ignored him and finished what he was doing, and that apparently had irked Nikita, who got up in his face about it (as much as he could, given his clearly smaller stature). Apparently Nikita was insistent that faster was better, full stop, and wouldn't accept Dalton's claims that he'd satisfied every partner of his without issue. He'd been intent on proving it, but hadn't know how in the moment...but he'd gotten some ideas online, where some people had offered methods of testing which was the superior approach.

Dalton knew all this because he'd been on the same forum. And had in fact boosted this particular suggestion - another had made it in the first place, but he'd backed it up and provided some rationale as to why it was best. Nikita of course would never have known, since they didn't use real names - the only reason Dalton knew was because he couldn't imagine someone else having this exact same issue at that precise moment. Perhaps a bit of a trap, but it was one that Dalton knew had the potential to backfire, so he didn't feel bad about it.

"Well...if that's what you think will prove it, then sure. Let's fuck around and find out."

"Yeah! On your back, turtle-boy, I'm gonna show you what's what!"

Dalton rolled his eyes. "Sure, whatever you say, rabbit-boy."

Nikita scowled at him. "Hey! HARE! I'm a HARE!"

"And I'm a tortoise. Get it right if you want to get it back right."

"What-EVER, man. Are you gonna spread 'em or not?"

Dalton made a show of doing so at his own pace, trying to repress a smirk at Nikita's obvious impatience. There were a few people coming around, having heard about the challenge and interested in the show...they were definitely going to get one, and Dalton was hoping that it would be one that would perhaps take Nikita down a peg or two. The hare didn't seem like a bad guy, but he was far too impatient, impetuous, and cocky for Dalton's taste, and a win here would at least be something he could use to check that attitude a bit. Of course, he could lose, too...but at least he'd get a good fuck out of it, if he did.

Once Dalton was laid back as best he could - the shell didn't make that too easy, but he was used to it by now - Nikita pounced on him, his furry body landing on Dalton in almost ideal position. "Whoof, hey, take it easy, it's sex, not wrestling."

"Ah, you can handle it. It's gotta be wild, crazy, energetic! You just need to find out how good it really is to go all out!" Nikita rose up, lining up his cock with the tortoise's tailhole. Clearly, Nikita was as eager as could be...though, he had had plenty of time to prep himself while Dalton was getting into position. It certainly wasn't anything to scoff at - perhaps not the biggest Dalton had seen, but Nikita himself wasn't the biggest guy around, and in relative terms he was clearly packing. Though, Dalton wasn't feeling at all outclassed, as everyone would hopefully see soon...

To no one's surprise, Nikita didn't go in gently - his cock slammed in all the way, buried into the terrapin's tailhole at mach speed. He held a tight grip on that shell as he began to rut Dalton at his typical frenzied pace, loud squishing sounds and smacks providing the soundtrack to the sexual surge. The sounds coming out of Nikita were almost adorable as far as Dalton was concerned, high-pitched grunts and cries and moans that wanted to sound bigger and more imperious than they actually were; Dalton's own responses were overshadowing them with their deeper timbre, despite the fact that his volume wasn't nearly as great.

Oh, it wasn't doing NOTHING, that was for sure...Nikita's blitz wasn't Dalton's most ideal thing, but the heat and stretch in his rear, and the poking of his prostate, were definitely working him up a bit. And it was eliciting the requisite response, his own cock pushing out of his slit and swelling up rapidly. And even though it certainly couldn't have been the only chelonian cock that most of of the onlookers had seen, it still had that effect on them that Dalton enjoyed - most people just weren't as big as one of his kind, he even had most horses beat. It even got Nikita to hitch a bit in his otherwise relentless pace, and he KNEW the hare was well aware of his size - after all, it was watching Dalton fuck that had started this whole mini-feud.

Nikita wasn't thrown much, though, and Dalton's shaft making its proper appearance seemed to spur him on. "Yeah, that's right, you're feeling it ALL now! Can't wait to see that thing plaster your face with all the jizz I can make it shoot!" He leaned over more and humped even faster, though there wasn't much of an extra gear to get to the way he'd started. The hare looked for all the world like he was totally in control, ready to make good on his promises as he drilled that tortoise pucker hard and fast.

Dalton knew better. He could already feel Nikita's cock throbbing more inside him, squirting pre too frequently, making things slicker and faster but also betraying the degrading staying power the hare had. And here he was sitting, hard and enjoying the sensations for what they were but not even close to losing control...and he hadn't even dug into his own bag of tricks yet to try to push the issue. But with a bit of a smirk, he decided now was a good time, when Nikita clearly wasn't ready for it. Without warning, he took hold of Nikita's arms, wrapped his legs slightly around the hare's, and clenched down on that pounding pecker, squeezing it like never before.

The result was inevitable, no matter what Nikita could have tried to do - he couldn't slow himself down fast enough, and even if he had, Dalton had too much of a hold on him for him to really try to pull back and steady himself. A loud cry rang out from his muzzle as he came hard, gushing forcefully into Dalton's rear end. Even his release was fast and furious, jets of spunk painting the tortoises's innards - and he had a lot to give, too, an impressive load that was going to leave Dalton thoroughly soaked and probably leaking for a while. Not that he had anywhere to be that would mind a bit of leakage...which, really, counted the vast majority of Aesop.

Finally, Nikita slumped down a bit on top of Dalton, panting hard, his expression getting a bit uncomfortable as he saw the tortoise's tool not even beading any precum. "Haah...n-no way...how numb is your ass, man?"

"Takes a bit more than that to get me going from that end," Dalton replied, making a half-hearted effort not to sound too smug. "But you were in such a rush to finish, you weren't even paying attention to that, were you?"

"Nnnh...w-well, whatever, it's not like you're gonna get me off with just your cock, either." Nikita didn't seem happy about having to accept that a draw was his best remaining result, but he pulled out of Dalton resolutely, clearly determined not to be bested. "Besides, I just shot off, so I doubt you're gonna be able to get ANYTHING outta me."

"We'll see about that. Now, then...how about I take my turn?" With a grin, Dalton rose onto his knees, and took hold of Nikita's wrist to pull the hare in suddenly. Nikita didn't even know what was happening until he'd been spun around, his back against Dalton's chest, one thick arm wrapped around him and that imposing cock rubbing against his back. His hands reached back to stabilize himself on that broad body, clinging to Dalton a bit tighter than he wanted to - he hadn't been expecting something so sudden from the tortoise!

Now that Dalton had Nikita where he wanted him, though, he was making the most of it, enjoying the feeling of the hare's fur on his member. "Relax...I'll make you feel fantastic, even if it's not really your pace. And when you're shooting your load off in front of all these people, you'll have made a good example of yourself. You thought going first would give you the edge, right? Get yourself all tuckered out so that it'd be harder to set you off...but whether you're a rabbit or a hare, you've got the same libido. I don't think another one so quickly will be ANY problem for you..."

"You, uh, shouldn't be so, ah, c-cocky..." Dalton had to let out a snorting laugh at the irony of Nikita's line there. The hare certainly didn't have the bluster he did before, though, and that was to Dalton's advantage...he finally made his move, pulling back all the way and then lining himself up with that nice, tight bunny passage. His grip tightened, and he pulled Nikita back onto him as he pushed...it was slow, but powerful, that thick cock stretching Nikita ruthlessly as it slowly burrowed its way into the hare. Where Nikita's cries had been high but pushy before, they now were much more what Dalton felt fit him - even higher-pitched, breathless, and yielding, strained a bit from the sheer stretch but clearly soaking with pleasure that he didn't want to give away but couldn't help.

It took a good bit for Dalton to fully hilt in Nikita, their bodies pressed tightly together both inside and tight. With a snicker, the tortoise rubbed his hand along the hare's gut, feeling the firmness of his own dick through the furry body. "It's a lot, isn't it? Can you even imagine this going in at the speed you'd put it in at? Can't imagine it would be as nice, myself..." He didn't wait for an answer, knowing one wasn't coming - Nikita's voice seemed to be unable to put words together, quivering moans and tense cries all that were coming from that cute muzzle. Instead, he started to pull out, a little bit, before pushing back in, a little bit faster than the first entry but not much, keeping it nice and steady for his lapine 'prey.'

It may not have been as wild a show as the first round, but it was certainly one that kept the viewers engaged nonetheless. Nikita steadily got squirmier as Dalton worked his thick tool in and out as a very steady, measured pace, never loosening his hold even for a second. Which didn't mean his hands weren't shifting here and there...the one that wasn't wrapped around Nikita's midsection had gone up to the hare's muzzle, hooking a couple fingers inside and keeping it held open to get more of those almost squeaky cries out of him. The careful back and forth of his hips kept such a consistent rhythm that it seemed almost like a metronome, one tuned to a melodious adagio, accompanied by lingering slurps and spluts, virtually nothing sudden or brief. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a couple of the onlookers starting to play with each other - another little benefit of the slower pace, one could multitask without missing the good stuff.

It didn't take long for the signs of Nikita's surrender to start showing up. He'd been squirmy from the start, but it only got more so as the languid lay went on, twitching and writhing in the tortoise's grip - clearly not trying to get away, as he was clinging for all he was worth to his grip on Dalton's shell. His body was pushing back into Dalton here and there, trying to get more of that rod embedded in him, though Dalton never let that disrupt his own pace. And he was squeezing and clenching down a lot more than Dalton had been...Dalton had to admit, Nikita's ass was fantastic, he could see why most wouldn't be able to control themselves inside it, its welcoming warmth and terrific texture a treat for his massive staff, and he was really digging the amount of attention he was being given.

And he was getting as good as he was giving, it seemed, as he could see Nikita's cock was hard and leaking again, definitely no worse for wear from having gone through an orgasm already. "Heh heh, looks like someone's enjoying this..." he hissed into Nikita's ear, and while he heard a slightly protesting moan from Nikita, the bunny's body clenching down harder on him was more than enough proof of the truth to Dalton. "Don't worry, you'll be shooting off soon, and then I'll be filling you nice and full..."

This seemed to get a response out of Nikita, and the squirming and clenching and pushing seemed to ramp up, the hare trying to do all he could to get Dalton to go off. Something that was not unappreciated by the tortoise - Nikita felt REALLY good, good enough that he was rather glad this whole endeavor had been suggested, and he was going to have to find excuses to get another crack at Nikita later on. And it was working on his cock, as well, which was truly starting to leak and throb, the desire to cum building up in him...enough that there was a real chance he wouldn't get Nikita to the finish line before he did. Which wasn't that big a deal, a tie was a tie, and he wasn't terribly invested in the outcome anyway, but he did rather want to have that little bit of pride at showing up Nikita all the way...as he felt that tension picking up in his loins, though, he set that aside and focused on the pleasure, his moans getting louder and deeper as he suddenly picked it up a notch, making that last push to go over the edge.

Moments before it happened, he heard a loud, blissful wail from his partner, and suddenly it got a LOT tighter - Nikita was going off, seed shooting forcefully into the air and splashing down on the grass in front of them. The sight and sound melded well with the feel of everything, eagerly escorting Dalton to join the hare in the heights of rapture. He bellowed out a bit into Nikita's ear, sending an additional shiver through the hare as he unloaded into that tight ass, plastering his thick tortoise cream all along those teasing walls. His arms retreated to holding Nikita bodily around the midsection, his hips grinding into that fuzzy rear as he gushed more and more of his spunk into that wanting, spasming hare. Through the haze of pleasure, he could hear a few people clapping, though whether applauding him for his success or just in general for the entertainment he didn't know.

It took a bit for the two of them to settle down, deep breaths coming hard and fast even for Dalton as the bliss faded into the contentment of the afterglow. Not as hard and fast as for Nikita, who Dalton realized he had to ease up on so that the hare could take in air properly, without being squeezed hard enough to force it out. He shifted his position so that he was sitting rather than kneeling, pulling Nikita into a more comfortable position as well so they could recover a little more quickly. As he glanced around, Dalton could see the show had inspired a couple others to put on displays of their own, albeit with no obvious competitive aspect. He couldn't blame them, a 'chain reaction' was far from a rarity in Aesop and were he in their position, he probably would have been just as eager.

But for the moment, he just had one thing to focus on, and that was Nikita. He gave the hare a poke in the chest to snap him to attention. "So, looks like someone blew before I did."

"Ungh...yyyyyeah, I know..." Nikita huffed a bit, folding his arms and looking away, a blush hidden under his fur. "Can't believe you were that...good, going so slow like that..."

"Well, now you know. Slow and steady can still be a really good time. You won't knock it now that you've tried it, right?"

"...Fine. Yeah, you win. Can't remember the last time I blew like THAT..."

"See? No need to grouse over it, I'd say you still won in the sense that you got a great time out of it. And hey, at least you didn't wager anything on it."

"...And what if I said I was gonna, uh, ambush you and make you worship me to get more of that awesome sex that I thought I was giving you?"

Dalton raised an eye ridge at that. Not that it would have been likely to work, since they hadn't actually agreed on anything beforehand, but why even bring it up since it didn't come to pass anyway...and then the unspoken hint sank in, and he grinned. "Well, I would say that if you WANTED those kinds of stakes, I wouldn't say no to imposing them..."

Nikita's face scrunched up a bit, but the squeeze on his cock from that tight tush was the better indicator of his mood. "Maybe...I'd be okay with that..."

Dalton chuckled a bit, wrapping his arm around Nikita again and rubbing a hand through his fur. "Don't worry, bunny-boy, I'll give you all you could ever hope for, and I guarantee you'll enjoy every bit of it."