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This story was written for Chris13131415 as their Patreon commission reward for February 2020. It contains sexual acts between consenting adult males, one of them intersex, in a semi-public place, also portal panties! :3

Passion in the Spank Tank

Kurt could hear creaking in the bunk across from himself. The telltale but unacknowledged sound of one of his squad-mates masturbating in the darkness. Closing his eyes, Kurt pictured the guy in question; a wolf who he'd seen naked in passing just a couple of times, but still more than enough times to know that he was working with some serious equipment between his legs. The leopard shuddered under the thin, not all that comfortable sheets of his own bunk, and bit down on his bottom lip as he reached between his own legs. His fingers brushed through the delicate fur upon his crotch, and soon reached their destination. Staying absolutely silent, the dark furred leopard trembled as he heard a soft grunt from across the room, and restrained his own as he pressed a single finger to his clitoris and started to rub in firm, circular motions directly over that incredibly sensitive point of flesh.

The leopard let his mind wander as he masturbated, simultaneously glad of his more or less unique anatomy in that it let him jerk off way more subtly and quietly than any of the other guys in his bunk room, but at the same time knowing that it set him apart from the rest of his squadron. He could never let them know that he had a pussy, because he knew that if they knew, the desires and frustrations of being half way through a year's deployment would manifest themselves in his direction before long. It wasn't that he thought his squad-mates would do anything he didn't want, quite the opposite. The issue was that if any of them asked if they could use his pussy for relief, he'd leap at the opportunity. He, after all, was just as frustrated and horny as any of them; perhaps more so given the regular access to multiple lovers he had when he was back home. But incredible as Kurt knew it would feel to have not just one cock, but his entire squadron passing him around and taking advantage of his hot, tight pussy, he couldn't let it happen. After all, they were equals here and on the front line. They had to be able to rely on each other, but also trust each other to be smart and think of their own safety as much as that of their fellows. Thus, Kurt couldn't risk any of them starting to fight over who got first dibs on his pussy each night, hot as that would be. He couldn't risk any of them getting protective over him, or falling for him and thus second guessing his or their own actions when potentially under live fire because of their feelings for him.

It was so dumb, really. So stupid that there was still such a ridiculous and homophobic, heteronormative taboo over guys fooling around or outright fucking each other in the ass that him having a pussy would make such a difference. He was still one of the guys. Still every bit as much of a soldier as any one of them, and he'd proved it just as they all had to one another over the last six months of their deployment. But Kurt knew that dumb or not that was the reality of their situation, and because of that taboo existing, because his pussy would make him an exception and thus something which would distract and influence his companions' emotions more than a couple of desperately pent-up squad-mates jerking each other off at a urinal or grinding against each other's backsides while they looked at videos sent from their girls back home, he had to keep his body a secret. He had to remain utterly solitary in his pleasures, and...

A deeper, more guttural snarl erupted around the bunk room before Kurt could finish that train of thought, followed by several short, breathy gasps and a louder creaking of the bunk across the room as the wolf no doubt let loose, and Kurt pressed his free hand over his muzzle as his own eyes rolled back, he furiously rubbed that single finger harder and faster still against his clit, and drove himself over the edge into the throes of a short, sharp, savage orgasm of his own. Imagining that thick wolf cock spurting all over his pussy, within it, Kurt's toes curled and he fought to remain silent, not even daring to breath as a hot trickle of juices spilled out from between his legs and dampened the mattress upon which he was lying. It was an intense, albeit brief orgasm, but as incredible as it felt in the moment Kurt found himself trembling with desire, and aching for more almost as soon as it was done. Not only did he want to cum again, and again and again, he wanted to feel something stretching him. Spreading him. Something ploughing his body so hard and fast that no matter how much he knew it was vital for him to stay quiet and keep his body's situation secret, he'd scream and beg for every member of his squadron to line up and take their turn, just so long as he never had to wait that long to be satisfied ever again.

The bunk room fell silent. The wolf's breathing faded back to normal, and the bed creaked one final time as he no doubt rolled over to actually try and sleep. Kurt's finger remained on his clit for a little while longer, the leopard silently debating whether or not he could afford to rub himself to climax again; whether even the slight motion of his hand would be audible against the sheets now that the other guy's much louder masturbation was no longer present to override any subtle sounds he made. With his face scrunched up in frustration though, Kurt withdrew his paw from his crotch barely a minute later. He rolled over onto his belly and buried his face in his pillow, opening his muzzle in a totally silent faux-scream of frustration as his pussy begged him for more, and his mind was filled with fantasies of him bending over his bunk and looking back over his shoulder at a long line of his entire squadron and most of their commanding officers all stroking rock hard cocks and awaiting their turn.

Even when the leopard finally did manage to get himself back to sleep, his last thoughts were still of self-pleasure. He settled himself, coaxed his body back to slumber only with the promise that tomorrow he'd make some time in a spank-tank, and maybe even call up Chris back home, if the elk was free to talk. That way, even if he couldn't get fucked, he could at least perhaps finger himself a little more vigorously and to more satisfaction than rubbing his clit alone could achieve, and do so while watching one of his closest friends and lovers jerking off his thick cock at the same time.

He went to sleep horny, and woke up even more so; dampness clinging to his thighs and fleeting memories of some very, very lewd dreams hovering at the edge of his consciousness. But as Kurt and the rest of his squadron got up, dressed and headed out for their morning drills and to check the daily itinerary, the leopard's heart and loins fluttered with delight. He had the time. He had the opportunity that he needed later that day. And if all he had to do was get through a couple more hours of lingering horniness before finally getting the chance to more shamelessly satisfy himself, then that was a challenge which the leopard was all too willing to take on for his own sanity's sake.

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The spank-tank was far from fancy, and like all things in a military setting, never mind in a war-zone itself, far from private. Kurt sat in the shadows of the bottom bunk, and looked around one more time to check that the sheets hanging down from the bunk above were fully covering his space from all sides. He trusted his squad-mates not to mess with the sheets or to try and steal a peek at what he was doing within. The rule was simple, if someone was in a spank-tank you didn't talk to them, didn't acknowledge anything you heard from them, you basically acted like they didn't exist until the curtains came down. They'd all heard some pretty wild sounds coming from behind such sheets in the last six months; porn movies played on phones at full volume, grunts and whispers from soldiers having phone sex with their lovers back home, all manner of orgasmic expletives really. Still though, despite knowing that his privacy was assured, Kurt couldn't fully loosen up even as he sat the small laptop upon the pillow in front of him, stripped naked, and began to facetime Chris. He couldn't get over the fact that there were still three other beds in the little ten by ten foot room, and that while it had definitely been empty when he arrived, there was no guarantee that someone, fully intent on respecting his privacy, would pad quietly in at some point seeking to rest, to simply have some quiet time, or even to use the other curtained-off lower bunk for a similar purpose themselves.

Even before the video call had connected between them, Kurt had typed out a message asking Chris to type rather than talk. When the elk's face appeared on the screen he was so genuinely happy to see him, but in spite of that fact Kurt still made his first action to raise a finger pleadingly to his lips, only lowering it and smiling after Chris chuckled and nodded in repeated affirmation of his understanding. Quiet or not though, Kurt was too horny to do anything but cut almost immediately to the chase. They could chat in more relaxed circumstances afterwards, but right now all he wanted to do was spread his legs for the elk whose face was watching him from thousands of miles away. And thus, he did precisely that. Shuffling slightly back from the laptop screen and ensuring that it was tilted enough to catch his entire body in its reflected light, Kurt nibbled on his bottom lip as he typed one handed how horny he'd been lately, and spread his legs, knees drawn up either side of his head, for Chris to see.

Almost immediately the screen on the other end of the call was a blur of motion, and before long Kurt had to hold back an audible groan as it settled again upon Chris' crotch, with the elk's strong hands already working to unfasten the belt and buttons of his jeans to show off to Kurt what rested within.

'I miss your cock so bad...'

Kurt's face was crimson as he typed those words, but he was too worked up to obfuscate the honest truth of his situation, still typing slowly one handed as his other paw reached down between his legs, and lewdly spread his outer lips to show Chris the flushed and glistening, obviously aroused interior of his pussy. His toes curled while he watched the elk's cock flop out of his now open fronted trousers as Chris pulled the front of his underwear down, wrapping a hand around the semi-flaccid shaft which soon began to swell and stiffen. Chris didn't type anything back. He knew what Kurt wanted, and much as Kurt also knew his friend cared deeply about his well-being in all respects while he was over here on deployment, he was glad right now that Chris understood exactly where his priorities lay. The elk simply showed himself off for Kurt's benefit, not to mention so he could enjoy the sight which the leopard was offering up to him, and before long Chris' hand was sliding up and down his now fully erect cock while Kurt tried to stay quiet as he slipped a finger into himself, and began to pump it in and out at a pace which matched Chris' stroking.

'Fuck. I'm so tight after six months without any dick. It feels like I can barely get my finger in. I wish you were here to stretch me. To remind me what really being filled and stretched feels like.'

Kurt's masturbation continued as he typed to Chris once again, and a quiet but definitely unrestrained whine of desire escaped him; the leopard's face flushing scarlet and his eyes darting around the curtains as though expecting them to be drawn back at any second, as the elk took his hand off his own cock, though left it centred and twitching in the camera's frame as he typed back in response.

'Do you wanna feel it? Do you want me to fuck you hard? Right here, right now?'

The leopard swore he almost came right then as he read the elk's dirty talk. His hand trembled as he tried to key a response of any coherence whatsoever, and the other paw added a second finger to his pussy no matter how tight it was, the wetness overcoming the un-practiced tension of his muscles. In the end, all he could manage to type was a simple, to the point...

'Fucking christ, yes.'

Another groan escaped Kurt as yet again he saw Chris stop jerking himself to type two-handed, but when the next string of words appeared underneath the image of the elk's cock, Kurt found himself suddenly too confused and caught off guard to be frustrated at the continued teasing, intentional or otherwise, with which Chris was tormenting him.

'You remember that box in the last care package I sent you? The one I said not to open until I asked you to?'

Kurt nodded, and tilted his head to one side as the elk's cock throbbed, a trickle of pre-cum dribbled hands free down its underside in full view of the camera, and somehow Chris kept on typing.

'I think it's time. Go get it. Open it.'

Kurt whimpered and shuddered as he looked down at his fingers buried inside himself.

'Now?? Can't it wait till after?'

The leopard shuddered as he watched Chris grab his cock again, and playfully wiggle it at the camera. A moment later though to Kurt's dismay the camera's angle shifted once again, and the elk's grinning snout and playfully twinkling eyes slipped into view in the cock's stead.

"No."

Chris mouthed as he shook his head.

"Get it. Now. Trust me."

He added just as quietly, and with his eyes sparkling with desire, excitement, and sincerity all the more with each silent utterance. Kurt whimpered, but as much as his body hated him for pulling his fingers back out of his pussy before he'd caressed his g-spot even a single time, he did exactly that and began to pull on a t-shirt and shorts once again. Leaving the laptop running, the leopard raced through to his own bunk room and grabbed the box in question out of his trunk before rushing back again, terrified that someone else would claim the spank-tank in his absence even with the curtains still drawn and the facetime in progress resting there on the pillow. To his relief though he didn't encounter a single soul on his swift journey, and before long was peeling his clothes off again as he watched the screen before him, Chris' cock back in view and twitching as the elk typed once again.

'Sit back a bit more. I want to see your face as you open it.'

Shuffling back to the very foot of the bed, feeling his tail brushing against the curtains directly behind him, Kurt nodded and with his legs parted once again and the box resting just inches away from his achingly needy pussy, he began to tear it open with the assistance of his clawed fingertips. He could see Chris masturbating again, eagerly stroking himself in clear anticipation of Kurt's reaction to what was inside, but even that knowledge wasn't enough to cushion the full impact of what the leopard saw when he peeled the box open and drew forth the two objects packed within.

"O-ohhgod..."

Kurt groaned aloud in obvious lust as in one hand he held a hockey-puck like object, and in the other hand, a set of underwear whose entire crotch was padded with a dark material, and laced through with delicate wires attached to a tiny little control unit on one side of its waistline. He recognised the objects immediately due to the branding on the side, a pair of interlaced ovals, one orange and one blue. Hungrily, giddy and frustrated all at once, Kurt glared at the laptop screen and the now almost blurred cock being stroked rapidly upon it, and spoke to Chris in a low, lustful murmur before he even realised that he was talking aloud.

"Holy fuck. These... these are... a-and they've been in my trunk for months now?! You mean, I could have... could have been using them this whole time?? I..."

His voice trailed off as he realised that he was indeed speaking, and rather feverishly doing so at that. He shuffled a little way back up the bed to type once more, but Chris' hand was off his cock again, and beating him to the punch.

'You could have, but when would you really have had the chance? Up until now you've been able to keep how horny you are in check, and I'll bet that you know deep down having those in your trunk for the past six months would have made it a lot harder to be satisfied with what you were able to get. Now, maybe you'll be appreciative enough of the rare chances you might get where we've got the time and the space to use these together. Worst case scenario it does make it harder for you to be patient, but at least you're at the half way point of your tour now, right? Every day brings you closer to being home, and getting any number of cocks stuffed up you.'

Kurt's face burned scarlet, but he couldn't say or type anything to disagree with his dear friend and perhaps most frequent fuck-buddy. In the absence of a response from him though, Chris typed again.

'Now, stop pouting and put on the panties.'

Face afire and his whole body trembling, Kurt shuffled back again so he could lie down and stretch out his legs as best he could in the limited space, slipping the portal panties over his ankles and soon lifting his hips off the bed to slide them into place against his crotch. He watched as he pulled himself upright only to see Chris wheeling his desk chair back a little, so that rather than just his cock was in view Kurt could see the entirety of the elk's handsome grey-toned body. In particular his eyes focused upon Chris' right hand, the one which until recently had been feverishly stroking his cock but which now held within it another puck much like the one which Kurt had sitting on the bed beside him. Chris pointed at the side of the puck, then at his hip, and made a mime that suggested pressing a button, before doing so with the puck and grinning as a glowing orange light erupted from the device with the portal's activation. Kurt swallowed thickly, but nodded and reached down to the similar button on the side of his panties, and pressed it firmly. Instantly he gasped as he felt the texture of fabric against his pussy vanish, and on the laptop screen in front of him saw the portal on Chris' end ripple as it connected with his own. A soft whimper escaped his muzzle as the leopard stared at the object in his friend's grasp. Previously a hockey puck, now a faintly orange glowing fleshlight, with the furred edges, the flushed and swollen outer lips, and the exposed, hot, glistening inner flesh of a pussy all gently protruding from it. Not just any pussy though. His pussy.

For a few moments Chris wheeled forward again and Kurt almost cried out a wild plea as his body ached to see more of what the elk was about to do. His friend only remained by the desk long enough to type one more time though, then drew back to show that he was now holding the portal-born fleshlight directly over his throbbing cock as he stared hungrily at the screen in anticipation of Kurt's response to his question.

'So... are you ready? If you wanna keep quiet, you might wanna get a head start on putting your hands over your muzzle.'

Trembling, Kurt did just that clasping his muzzle tight in both paws. He wasn't sure whether to remain seated as he was or to lie down, whether it mattered or not, but in that moment he wanted to be able to watch Chris work. And watch he did as the elk brushed the fleshlight against the very tip of his cock, the sensation alone of hot flesh meeting Kurt's outer lips enough to force a guttural, rather high pitched cry from the leopard's throat whether muffled or not. Immediately after that though, without giving Kurt any chance to grow accustomed to the sensation whatsoever or to loosen up after six months without anything more than five or six attempts to penetrate himself with a pair of fingers, Chris pressed the fleshlight, pressed Kurt's pussy down around his cock, and in that moment the leopard realised exactly what he had let himself in for.

Chris might not have been quite so far removed from opportunities for sex as Kurt had been over the past six months, but the elk was still Kurt's most frequent fuck, and thus it stood to reason that Kurt was Chris' main source of pussy too. As a result, Kurt wasn't the only one who had been getting hornier and hornier over the last few months, and now the leopard had allowed that horniness to be unleashed between both of them... but with Chris alone able to set the pace as he held Kurt's pussy in his hand.

The entire length of the elk's sizeable cock speared Kurt in a single stroke, and though Kurt's hips bucked involuntarily, practically flipping the leopard onto his back within an instant no matter his intent to keep watching the laptop screen, there was nothing he could do no matter how much his hips moved in any direction to influence what was happening to him. All he could do was lie back with his eyes bulging and his hands frantically clutching his muzzle shut as a loud, wet slurping sound erupted from between his legs, as the fabric of his portal-panties' exterior rippled and flexed slightly with the motion of the portal activated within them, and as Chris began to jerk off as hard and fast as he could with his new, hyper-realistic and exceptionally tight toy.

Writhing, thrashing, kicking out and doing everything in his power with what little willpower he possessed in that moment both to keep from screaming at the top of his lungs and keep his legs from punting the laptop on the far side of the spank-tank through its far curtain and across the room, Kurt's body reacted violently to the suddenly all consuming pleasure crashing through it. His walls were spread and stretched almost but not quite uncomfortably, his pussy still feeling deliciously tight but only insofar as it let Kurt feel every last little bit of Chris' cock throbbing within him. The elk's substantial erection plumbed the deepest depths of his body, and in doing so made certain that at no point was there a portion of his length not rapidly sliding back and forth roughly against the leopard's g-spot. He had been soaking wet with desire long before he had realised what Chris' plan for them was, but now as Kurt received the fucking of a lifetime from his obviously horny friend, his body reacted more swiftly and gloriously than he could have possibly imagined.

A shrill, strangled cry born as Kurt pulled one hand away from his muzzle only to tighten it's grip around his throat instead, seeking to cut off his impending shrieks and yowling wails of ecstasy at the source, escaped the leopard in spite of his best efforts as barely half a minute later, he erupted into his first full bodied, wildly fulfilling orgasm in half a year. His pussy gushed, Chris' eyes wide upon the laptop screen as hot juices began to spill out over the edges of the portal toy while he kept on jerking himself off with it relentlessly. His innermost reaches spasmed and clutched and milked at Chris' cock, but as hard and deep as the elk was fucking him, Chris wasn't quite there yet. Thus all that Kurt could to was grunt and squirt and shake violently upon the bed as he convulsed in orgasm, then begin to whimper and continue to tremble almost as violently even as his euphoria tapered off, but the bliss began to build towards a second orgasm without either of their bodies so much as skipping a beat.

The longer Chris fucked the leopard, the more and more Kurt could hear himself squealing and crying out in strained and high pitched eruptions amidst the shamelessly lewd slurping of his pussy being fucked. He had missed this feeling so, so much, and though he could never quite escape the knowledge of where he was for fear of letting loose even more obviously than was already the case, feeling Chris' cock inside him and knowing that it truly was Chris' actual cock despite the distance between them still made Kurt so happy, and so much more worked up than even if he'd been able to masturbate a dozen times while watching Chris do the same on screen. A second orgasm burst through the leopard with a yowling shriek of ecstasy that he could do absolutely nothing to restrain, and Kurt craned his neck up to look at the laptop screen even as he was lost in the glassy-eyed throes of his euphoria to watch as he felt himself squirting hard, and sure enough saw a hot spray of his ejaculate dripping liberally down Chris' heavy balls.

In that same wonderful moment though, Kurt noticed something else as he watched his friend fucking himself with the leopard's own semi-detached pussy. He saw not only his orgasmic arousal trickling over the elk's balls, but he saw those heavy, gorgeous orbs tightening and drawing up slightly where they hung. He saw Chris' own body stiffening in his seat, and he felt the pounding rhythm of Chris' hand stroking himself with Kurt's pussy begin to destabilise a little, though not actively slowing down in the slightest as it became clear that the elk too was approaching the point of no return.

"Ohh god..."

Kurt whimpered as he felt the cock inside him start to twitch more urgently, and plough into him slower, but even more roughly and to the very hilt with each and every stroke.

"Oo-oohhhhhgodf-fuuuuck..."

He gurgled as he felt himself rising once again, toes curling, tail twitching, eyes bulging as a third orgasm threatened to crash over him like a tsunami looming high over a quiet tropical cove. When the elk's cock finally buried itself deep one last time though, and though muted on his screen a faint echo of Chris' own bellowing cry rang out through the portal connecting their nether regions across thousands of miles of desert and ocean, it wasn't a case of Kurt being pushed towards yet another climax. As the first hot gout of Chris' cum poured deep into him with an urgency and an intensity that betrayed just how pent up the elk too had been in his dear friend's absence, nothing in all the universe could have kept Kurt from cumming right alongside him.

The leopard thrashed and gurgled and whimpered as Chris' cum just kept on flooding into him, more and more and more and more with each twitch and a new stroke of the fleshlight toy to hilt himself within Kurt's pussy all over again. Kurt writhed and mewled and clutched at his belly as he felt his womb physically swelling with the sheer volume of the elk's pent up release, and he gave a truly joyous, satisfied little giggle as just as their peaks began to plateau and they were able to just spend a brief while riding that wonderful, soothing high of release and contentment together, he felt Chris' cum starting to leak out of him in its sheer abundance, most of it dribbling out over the edges of the fleshlight on the elk's own end but some still managing to ooze its way into Kurt's portal-panties.

Soon, perhaps a little too soon for either man's liking no matter how good it had felt, they were done. Kurt whined and squirmed and blushed as he dragged himself up onto his elbows and looked down at the laptop screen just in time to see Chris lifting the fleshlight to his face, and feeling a hot tongue lapping at his outer reaches half to clean the excess dribbling cum off, and half to tease Kurt as the elk's large, rough tongue lashed his tender clit. His face flushed much deeper though as after glancing up at the screen a few times and seeing Kurt make no effort to pull away, Chris grinned, and started to lick more urgently. More purposefully, as though actually trying to eat Kurt out and make him cum yet again. Kurt's eyes rolled back, and he fell limp against the bedding once more as he brought his hands shakily back up to his face, and started yet again to try and hold back his cries as the elk granted him this little extra treat to make up for how long they'd both gone without touching or tasting one another. Before he could get much further in building up towards yet another orgasm though, and while Chris was still greedily licking away totally oblivious to any of the more external, distant sounds on Kurt's end of the call, the leopard heard a gruff but nervous voice murmur to him from across the room, most likely in the next spank-tank over.

"Uh... hey, brother? Sorry to... to break protocol like this but... that video you were watching, that girl with the soaking slick pussy and those cute little meows... if that ain't your girl back home or something, could I get a link to that sometime? Sounds like just my kind of thing."

Kurt's face flushed, but even as he opened his muzzle to answer, to say that he was sorry but he couldn't share what it was his squad-mate had heard, he felt Chris' lips close around his pussy, and a deliciously intense pleasure build as the elk began to suckle firmly upon his clit. A shrill, strangled cry of pleasure escaped his lips instead of any words, and from across the room as he heard a zipper opening up, Kurt's face flushed crimson as the other guy spoke once again.

"Oh shit... she's still not done? Hey, uh... forget I said anything, just... y'know... if it's okay? Don't turn it off for a while, yeah? Whoever's attached to that voice, and that pussy? Don't ever let 'em stop."

By Jeeves

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