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The black wolf got out of his car, clicked the key to lock it, and looked up at the house. The suburban street he found himself in was eerily quiet and for a moment he wondered if the information he got was wrong, but he wasn't one to give up so easily.

He instead opened a toothy grin.

"The big bad wolf is out for hunting..." he muttered under his breath. Shoving his keys into his pocket, he used the side mirror of his car to get a last look at himself.

With his paws, he straightened up his thick black fur all over. Wearing nothing but a loose, sleeveless jacket with nothing underneath had been his choice for the night. What was the point of being a football player in college if he didn't get to show up his thick biceps and defined abdomen? His fur was (intentionally) shorter around his belly to showcase his abs right above his slick pair of jeans. Sniffing himself, he caught whiffs of the cologne he had chosen, and then, with a final smirk toward himself shot at the mirror, the black wolf deemed himself an absolute killer and moved up to the house he had been aiming for.

The wolf gave the door a few heavy knocks, then leaned against the wall next to the door waiting for it to open. His tail gave it a wag when his ears twitched. He could hear music coming from the inside.

When the door did open, the wolf smiled wide as he looked at the predictably surprised face of the shorter otter that stood in the doorway.

"Uh... Ted? What... how'd you...?" the otter asked, but the wolf just flashed a grin at him.

"Yo, Kev. Thought ya could keep a party secret from the party wolf, did you?"

The otter frowned. "Uhh- no. It's just... well, this was more of a private thing and some of the girls don't-"

"A-HA!" the wolf interrupted him mid-sentence. "Now you said the magic word! Girls! Chicks! Tail! I can smell 'em all over." The wolf made a show of sniffing the air and licking his chops towards the door behind the otter. Then, being taller than him, Ted shoved his head inside to look at the dark, edgy living room where the music soft music was coming from. "Ooh, is that Janice?"

Pretending he had spotted someone, the wolf pushed the otter aside and made his way inside before he could say anything else. The otter, Kevin, looked more annoyed than anything, but he reluctantly stepped aside to let the bigger wolf in.

Just as he had heard, it was that kind of party. While Ted usually preferred the more classic college parties of loud rock music, cheap beer, and a crowd of wasted people, this... thing would do just as well. They called it 'classy' parties. The ambiance had nothing but soft jazz playing and, while there were plenty of people crowding the rather large and fancy living room, they were all talking in clustered groups of well-dressed individuals. These kinds of parties weren't nearly as fun for the big wolf, but the thing he was looking for was still there nevertheless. Oh, it sure was. The girls wore classier outfits, making their best qualities stand out, and their guard was usually lower due to a combination of both wine and not expecting to be hit on by the 'sensitive', wimpy men that attended this kind of gathering.

It was perfect.

From behind Ted, however, someone cleared his throat. He ignored it, but when the otter tapped his shoulder, he sighed and turned around.

"Look, Ted, sweetheart, this isn't just a 'party', it's a hangout. As much as I love to see you here..." as the otter said that, his eyes went down to the wolf's exposed chest and abs for a moment, then up again. "I don't think you should stay. Pretty much everyone here knows of your game and I don't think that anyone is gonna... you know."

The wolf frowned. For starters, he pulled at his vest to close it a little. Not that it did much.

"Listen, Kev, first... stop fuckin' staring. No offense, but this here is for the chicks, not for fa- aaaa..." the wolf started saying the word, but seeing Kevin start to frown instantly as he did, he decided that insulting the party owner wasn't the best strategy when he was trying to be allowed to stay. "Aaaaa...nn... tasizers. Not for fantasizers. Sorry man, go look elsewhere."

"Shame..." the otter said, looking down at his abs again and licking his lips. Annoyingly. The wolf's frown deepened.

"But you know I can lighten up any fucking party. C'mon. Promise I'll stay civil. I got a place of my own that I've been dying to take someone to anyway, don't need to be fucking people in bedrooms or closets or-"

The otter rolled his eyes and brought a paw up. "Fine, fine. I don't need to hear it."

The wolf's grin returned to full length. "Fucking great!" He brought his paw up to ruffle the smaller otter's fur over his head and laughed as the otter complained about it. Then, he leaned in.

"Listen, Kev... I came 'cuz I heard that Jenna was gonna be here. Ya know Jenna? Curvy hips, long tail, stacked front..."

The otter made a noise of disgust. "Oh my god. You could just have said leopard! She's the only leopard here. Ugh." The flamboyant otter folded his arms and huffed. "Yeah, I think she's by the pool, but as I said-"

"Oh shit!" the wolf interrupted again. "This a pool party? Fuck, man, your house is the bomb! Where is it?"

Without waiting for the otter to say anything else, also kind of because he wanted to get rid of him and start his hunting, the wolf moved further into the house towards the back. Ted turned heads in every room he went into, as usual. The large wolf saw people gathered. They weren't even yelling, just talking! Typical of the snob crowd someone of the likes of Kevin would hang with.

He had nothing against the gay dudes, but damn, did they know how to attract the chicks! And the best part? A lot of the guys Ted did he see as he went toward the back of the house seemed to be as gay as the otter or worse. That meant that he was one of the only macho guys in that party, which in turn meant... Drunk girls and no competition.

The wolf's tail wagged as he reached the kitchen. Some people were hanging around there too, but the sight of the wide glass doors leading to the ill-lit pool area in the backyard made him stop for a moment to appreciate it.

It was a hot summer night and, though no one was in the pool, there were plenty of people sitting on the wide chairs around it enjoying the chilly night air. Including Jenna, the booby chick that he hadn't been able to land yet. The selection of goods that surrounded her made the black wolf reconsider if he was even going for her that night. There were so many good choices that the wolf was left licking his lips.

"I told you to wait! Aren't you listening?!" an annoyed voice said from behind him and, with an exasperated sigh, Ted turned around to find himself face to face with the annoying otter again.

"What?"

"This party is not a place to 'hit on people'. We're trying to keep it civil here." The otter said as if he was throwing an annoying gay fit.

"So? Who said I was gonna hit on anybody?" the wolf lied. The glare Kevin gave him made it clear they both knew what he was up to.

"I mean it, Ted. I really think you should just leave. I can tell Jenna you came by..."

The wolf looked down at the otter. He grinned, then placed a paw on the otter's shoulder and ducked down a little to be on level with him in order to lower his voice... and highlight the height difference between the two of them.

"Listen here, Kev... you're a swell guy and all, I hear... Whatever. Thing is, though, I'm not going anywhere. I don't think there's anything you can do about that, so why don't you scamper off and go, I dunno, look for some guy of your type to suck up to, suck off, or whatever it is you people do, and leave me alone?"

Though Ted kept a friendly tone in his voice, he had an underlying growl under them that he kept on purpose. The small display of fang and the threatening look he gave the otter were also intentional. For a moment, Kevin looked downright offended and the wolf was afraid he was going to throw some kind of freaky tantrum, but... it only lasted for a second. Then, his expression shifted to one of annoyance, maybe anger, but also resignation.

"...Fine," the otter finally said. The wolf's grin grew even wider and he gave the otter a slap on his back that was also purposely strong enough to make him stumble forward.

"That's a good boy! Now move along and let the party wolf go wild!" Ted took a few steps towards the pool area already opening his jacket a little more to leave his broad chest on display when a tug on his tail made him stop in his tracks.

"Wait."

With annoyance, he turned back towards the otter again. Kevin's expression has changed entirely, though. The otter's eyes once again lingered down to his chest for a moment, and then he smiled.

"Since you're staying, wouldn't you like to swim a little, then? I've got spare swimwear for the guests..."

Ted raised an eyebrow for a moment. The otter was acting nice, but the wolf accepted that as resignation over the very true fact that there was, indeed, nothing the meek otter could do to kick the much larger wolf out other than maybe throwing some kind of tantrum that would ruin his party anyway. He looked back towards the pool and the way the girls were gathered around it... and his tail wagged.

He could see what the otter meant. What better way to showcase all of his assets than taking a dip? A wide grin came over the wolf's face and he nodded.

"Fuck yeah. But wait..." Ted gave the otter a suspicious look. "They ain't some kind of gay speedo or whatever, are they? I told you, these goods are off-limits to you."

The otter let out a small laugh and shook his head. "Oh no, no. I do have them and while I think you'd look great in a speedo..." the otter licked his lips, which made the wolf frown. "I have some trunks that I got for a special occasion too. I think they'll stretch enough to fit you if you'd like."

The wolf took another look at the pool. Thoughts of showing off to them flooded his mind. His tail started wagging again.

"Bring 'em here."

***

As it turned out, the swimwear that the otter had was indeed normal. A simple pair of plain blue trunks. They looked pretty shoddy, which was surprising given the luxury of Kevin's house, but the wolf didn't care. The waistband was elastic enough to fit his larger size too, so after switching to them and nothing else in the bathroom, the wolf felt even better about himself.

Now there was absolutely nothing to hide his impressive frame. Broad shoulders, thick biceps, perfects abs, toned legs... He was the whole package and he knew it. Ted turned some heads as he made his way back into the pool, of both girls and guys alike, and that only had him grinning even more. Kevin was nowhere to be seen so, finally left alone, the wolf was ready to start his hunt.

As the wolf stepped outside, he saw the sky was dark with the moon barely in sight, but there were plenty of lights spread around the pool, giving the area a dark undertone that these classy fuckers surely loved. Much to Ted's delight, as soon as he stepped outside and closed the sliding door a little too harshly on purpose, every eye of every person sitting around the pool turned to him. To him and to his body.

Some of them rolled their eyes, others smiled. All of them leaned in to whisper things about each other and the wolf's tail swished back and forth in delight over that. His appearance and his reputation spoke for themselves. He was sure that everyone there knew him. As he looked over them himself, Ted recognized most guys from the campus, even if he didn't know the name of all of them, and the girls...

Well, he didn't know the names of most of them either, but the girls he had a much easier time recognizing. The large black wolf licked his lips and stepped forward, pretending not to notice the glances as he made his way to the pool. His eyes locked with Jenna's, the lean yet curvy leopard sitting with her friends for a moment, and he gave her a nod and a smirk before shifting his eyes forward to the water.

As he approached it, the wolf held no ceremony. He put his arms up and dove in, making a splash as he sunk into the, admittedly, quite cold pool water. As he surfaced, though, Ted hid the chills he felt even despite his thick fur and pretended that everything was absolutely great.

It was time to show off. The game plan was plain in the wolf's head. A lap or two across the pool to show off his athletic might, then he'd surface near the girls, splash them a little, apologize and pull them into a conversation, and then...

The wolf's tail wagged underwater. He set off to start a quick swim across the pool, doing so with grace and making sure his large arms were visible every time they went up. Reaching the end of the pool, he surfaced, localized the group of girls he was seeking, then dove in to head towards them underwater.

As he swam, the wolf felt his trunks getting displaced. He had to use his paws to adjust the damned thing underwater with annoyance. Now that he was swimming, he noticed they felt a little big for his size, maybe? How could a skimpy otter like Kevin have given him trunks that were too big?

The wolf had no time to think. He quickly adjusted it, then reaching the edge of the pool, he resurfaced near the girls as planned and heard the telling high-pitched yelps of cold water hitting sexy chick's fur. The wolf shook his head to get the excess out of his fur, then straightened it up, put one of his arms against the edge of the pool, and grinned at the girls.

"Mighty sorry, girls, I didn't see you there..." he said with his flirty growly undertone. Alongside the leopard, Jenna, there was a panther with less breast and more ass than his target and a short fox with a pretty little face. None of them looked too annoyed about the water, but all of them stole a glance towards his thick arm...

Perfect.

"You should be more careful." Jenna was the one to speak up. Her soft voice was tantalizing and her smile was just beautiful. "Ted, right? From the football team?"

The recognition made the wolf even prouder of his reputation. "Damn right, seems like you know me. That puts me at a disadvantage! I'll need to know the names of all three of you pretty ladies to get on even ground."

They all looked at each other and giggled. The big wolf knew a win when he saw one coming. He would be spending the night with one of them tonight. Or... perhaps two, if he played his cards right? Or if the empty glasses of wine they had around them were enough.

"I'm Jenna," the leopard said and the wolf pretended he didn't know.

"Jenna... what a pretty name. Is that short for something?"

She giggled at that as well. The wolf kept his toothy grin wide open, but he got distracted when he felt a weird brush on his leg. Instinctively, the wolf brought his paw down to wipe it away, but as he did, he found himself grabbing something.

Ted did his best not to frown or break his pleasant character as he brought it up and out of the water just enough to see what it was. The black wolf found himself holding a piece of fabric between his fingers. A thin fabric that, when he rubbed with his clawed fingers, faded away into nothing. While Jenna talked, the wolf started to realize that he couldn't feel...

His eyes went wide. The water was too dark to see through it, but the wolf brought his other arm back into the water and both of his paws rushed down to feel his swimming trunks...

...And he felt nothing. The wolf's paws tethered around his legs, but while he could feel pieces of fabric coming loose, those too disintegrated almost immediately. Around his waist, what had been the trunk's waistband still remained, but as soon as he tugged at it, it snapped free and started dissolving as well.

With his eyes going wider, the wolf's paw came down to his crotch and, of course... he felt nothing but his sizeable sheath. No swimming trunks to cover it. Nothing. Those fucking trunks dissolved in the water!

The wolf found himself stark naked. He used both paws to cover his private parts, suddenly finding himself scared that someone would-

"Ted? Are you alright?" The soft voice snapped the wolf out of his shock. He turned his head to see Jenna and all the girls had lost their flirty smiles and were looking at him with some concern.

Making an immediate decision, Ted softened his expression and opened the same toothy smirk from before to hide his nervousness.

"Oh? Oh, yeah, of course! I was listenin'." The wolf was reluctant, but he did put his arm out on the pool's edge again trying to play it cool as if nothing was wrong. His other paw, however, continued to cover his now completely exposed sheath underwater. Luckily the dark waters in the night stopped everyone else that was around the pool from seeing he was naked, but...

"...and this is Melanie. They're my roommates and best friends," Jenna said, and the wolf realized that, again, he hadn't been listening. Pretending he heard the name of both girls, he nodded toward them.

"'Sup? Pleasure to meet you all."

While Ted continued to maintain his flirty smile and usual business, on the inside his focus had shifted entirely. His mind raced. He barely listened to what they said and struggled to keep up the conversation as he went over what the fuck had just happened.

How did his swim trunks disappear?! His mind went over the possibilities. Maybe he was too big for them and they ripped? But they had disintegrated, not torn... Maybe it was something in the pool? As he thought about that, the wolf gripped his junk in panic for a second as he pictured his sheath dissolving in the water. But... no, that was dumb. That was not a thing.

In the end, he decided that he'd worry about that later. His problem was that there were people gathered all around the pool and if he stepped out of them completely naked, they'd for sure see it. How would he explain it? Everyone would laugh at him! They'd talk about it. Fuck, they all knew who he was. Him ending up naked in a pool at the party would be the talk of the campus the next day. His football buddies wouldn't let him live it down. Fuck.

Ted struggled to keep his ears from folding back as he pretended to be interested in Jenna's story about losing her makeup. His head was still spinning trying to find a solution when the leopard leaned in towards him. When she did, the wolf backed out a little by instinct, which surprised her, but he tried to smile it off.

"Say, the girls and I know a jazz bar that's just a block away from our apartment. It's the best. Maybe you'd like to join us later?"

The wolf's ears perked up. He grinned. This was everything he wanted to hear. He looked at the leopard and saw the way she eyed the muscles on his arm, on his chest. The other two girls behind her giggled and nodded as well.

"Yeah, it's the best! You should come. You'll love it," the one whose name he hadn't caught said.

Ted kept his smile on. "Sounds awesome," he said as his heart sank. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. How was he going to get out of that?!

"Great! Hmm, although I haven't said hi to Steph yet. And I think the sorority girls are here as well?" Jenna looked at the other girls, who nodded, then back at the wolf. "We're gonna say hi to a few friends and talk, then we can go. Would you like to join us, Ted?"

The wolf could feel his heart racing. His smile was starting to waver, but he found an opportunity there!

"Uhh- s-sure, I'd love to! The water's great, though. I'm gonna swim a few more laps to cool off, then I'll catch up inside. How's that, sweetie? You don't know how hot things get with this big coat of fur..."

She smiled back. All three of them nodded. Much to the wolf's relief, they exchanged a few more flirty remarks before they said they'd meet his friends and wait for him inside. Never before had Ted felt so relieved to see a group of girls walk away from him. He didn't even stop to check their asses that time.

As soon as they were gone, the wolf's arms went straight down underwater to cover himself. His ears fell back. He looked around the pool. Too many people! Fuck, why were there so many people?! His eyes scanned the whole pool and there was absolutely no way he could get out anywhere where people wouldn't look at him.

Fortunately, however, the water seemed to be indeed too dark. His only saving grace. Most people were busy talking and ignoring his presence. He met a few eyes, but they definitely couldn't tell he was naked or they would have already said something. When someone lifted an eyebrow at him, Ted reluctantly pulled his hands away from his crotch, letting it all hang there as he realized he was probably looking weirder for being all cuddled up in the water instead of acting natural.

The wolf decided to start moving. He pretended he was idly swimming around for a few minutes. The feeling of the water flowing around his bare sheath and ass would be freeing if he wasn't in such a dire situation. His mind continued to race. He could wait them out. The party had to end at some point, right? Though the idea of waiting in the water for hours wasn't appealing, eventually they'd all have to leave and go inside, and then he could get out, hide in a bush or something...

...Or, he could, if he hadn't made plans with the girls. They were going to come back at some point as they expected him to leave with them. He could always ditch them, probably. Tell him he wouldn't go with them. He'd lose his catch, but at least...

"Fuck," Ted muttered under his breath. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!"

As the wolf cursed and thought he had a shoddy plan in his mind waiting people out, the door to the pool area slid open. When he looked up, he saw that things were about to get worse for him.

It was Kevin. The otter came to the pool area, which was nothing special being the owner of the house, but what made Ted's heart skip a beat was the fact that he was in his swimwear.

The brown otter's frame was lean and not at all impressive like the wolf's. He had a little bit of muscle here or there, classic swimmer's build, and what drew the eye the most about him was a small golden piercing on his right nipple. Not only that, but as expected, the otter's choice of swimwear was nothing but a rather small red speedo.

The wolf looked at him in panic, but when the otter looked back at him, he quickly tried to recompose himself and just fake a smile. That didn't stop Kevin from waving at some of the other folk around the pool exchanging a few smiles and then... diving in himself.

Ted quickly made his way to the other side of the pool. He couldn't swim fast as he had to make sure his lower half was kept well under the water's surface, but every second the otter remained underwater instead of resurfacing made the wolf scared he'd see he was naked. Fucking otters and their love for water! Could he even see anything while diving? With the waters dark as they were, hopefully not...

The wolf was relieved when Kevin finally resurfaced in the middle of the pool. The otter shook some of the water out of his short fur for a moment, and then... the wolf's relief was short-lived as Kevin started making his way to him.

Panicking, the wolf resorted to playing it cool again. One of his paws went down to cover his sheath underwater while he put his other arm over the edge of the pool as if he had been just hanging there by the poolside.

"Hey, Ted." The otter approached with a friendly smile. "How's it going? Enjoying the pool?"

The wolf smiled and nodded. "Hell yeah. Good stuff."

Ted's heart sank when, instead of moving on and keeping on swimming, the otter leaned in against the edge of the pool next to him to keep talking.

"I usually don't swim at night. Too chilly for me. Aren't you cold?"

The wolf shook his head. "Nah. Uhh- Thick coat, yeah?" Ted lied.

"Oh, right. That's right. Must be nice to have that much fur."

"H-hahah, yeah! Until shedding season comes!" The wolf gave the otter an awkward smile. "So- uh, you gonna swim? Get on swimmin'. I don't want people to think that you an' I... ya know."

The wolf waved his hand to shoo the otter away and looked aside hoping that would get him out. Instead, much to his dismay, his actions had the opposite effect. Kevin frowned. Deeply.

"Oh, of course. God forbid the god of heterosexuality be seen in the pool with someone openly gay. That reputation of yours, huh?"

The tone of indignation in the otter's voice made the wolf growl. Usually, he'd be all up for shoving the hissy fit away, but at the moment, he had bigger concerns.

"Just fuck off, Kevin. You go do your thing and I'll do mine."

Instead of going away, however, the otter just folded his arms.

"You know what, Ted? I'm pretty tired of your hidden homophobia. It's you and all those jock pricks looking down at guys like us like we're all out to steal your manhoods or something."

That made the wolf's eyes narrow down towards the otter. "'Steal our manhoods'? Oh, fuck off. I'm not homophobic. I don't give a shit what you faggots do."

Ted made sure to keep his voice low, but the large wolf also made sure to keep a growl under it in an attempt to threaten the annoying otter away.

"Yeah, you don't. You just look down on us and think you're doing us a favor for not beating us up or something. You think I can't tell, Ted? Really?"

The otter was getting on his nerves. The wolf looked at the otter's face with annoying indignation and did have a small urge to punch it to make it go away. If he weren't in the situation he was in maybe he'd consider. But, instead, he just let his growling grow a little louder.

"I don't wanna talk about this shit right now. Just fuck off, Kev, would ya? I already got what I came for anyway. I'll be outta your fuckin' lame excuse for a party in a bit."

The otter's eyes narrowed down ever so slightly. But, much to the wolf's relief, he shrugged.

"Alright, fine. You know what? Go then. Be my guest." The otter pointed towards the house.

Ted's ears fell back. He huffed and turned away.

"I will. As soon as I'm done with my swimmin'."

He started to get away from the otter, but before he could go far, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Wait."

The sudden proximity made the wolf feel the urgency of his nakedness, which in turn had him turning around to back away from the otter with a growl right away.

"Don't fuckin' touch me!" he growled.

Kevin did back away, but he was smiling. The fucker was smiling.

"You're not going to swim away and you're not going to leave, are you?"

It was the wolf's turn to narrow his eyes toward the otter.

"The fuck you on about?"

The otter's smile grew into a smirk. "You can't. You're stuck here, aren't you?"

Realization that the damned otter knew made the wolf's ears fall back against his will. Ted felt an unusual rush of heat coming up to his face and, for once, he found himself not knowing what to say. His mind spun trying to come up with a retort or excuse fast enough, but the otter beat him to it.

"I know of your problem... because I caused it, you dumb wolf."

Ted's eyes went wide. The cogs inside his head finally turned. His trunks dissolving just like that, it wasn't possible, unless-

"Dissolvable shorts. I got them from some pervy friends as a prank that didn't work." The otter opened a sassy smirk.

The wolf's widened eyes narrowed. He let out a louder growl and brought his clenched fist up.

"You did what? You think this is FUNNY?!"

"Whoa there," Kevin said, not looking intimidated at all by the growing wolf with his fist an inch from his face. "You sure you wanna cause a scene right now?"

When the otter pointed it out, Ted realized that he had drawn a few heads their way. Some people were just staring, others were commenting...

The wolf's ears fell back against his head. In a quick reflex to save his social status, the wolf opened an awkward smile, looked at the otter... and then pulled him closer by putting an arm over his shoulder.

"Hahah! Your jokes sure are fuckin' funny, Kev! Man, you're a piece o' something, huh?" the wolf said in a loud voice giving the otter a few friendly pats on the back. The people staring at them soon dismissed their suspicions and went back to doing their own things, much to the wolf's relief.

The otter, however, brought his arm up around the wolf's waist. "I do think it's pretty funny," Kevin said now keeping his voice lower.

The moment he did, the wolf growled again and pulled away, putting a little distance between them. This time, however, Ted kept his growl at bay and though his teeth were eager to be bared, he kept his expression neutral too in order to keep people from noticing anything was wrong.

"You little fuckin' faggot! Go get me something to wear right now and maybe I won't beat your face in too hard when I get out of here!" the wolf threatened.

The otter, however, still didn't seem fazed.

"That's awfully rude, Ted. And to think I let you into my party..."

Ted wasn't in the mood for games. He grabbed the otter's arm and pulled him close with a rough move so he could bare his sharp teeth right in front of the little shit's face. "Get me something to wear or else..."

This time, Kevin did seem bothered. The otter struggled away, pushing the wolf back, and frowned.

"Or else what? You gonna beat me, Ted? That's it? You know what, do it then. Come at me, right here. Make a scene. See what happens."

The wolf was fuming. He glared at the otter... but also glanced around. He couldn't. The little shit knew he couldn't.

"That's what I thought. Everyone's gonna think you're some kind of pervert skinny dipping at a party. And you wanna know more? Come at me and I'll scream. I'll tell people you were trying to hit on me. Advance on me in the pool."

Ted's eyes went wide. He couldn't keep the growling from his throat. "What?! I'm not a fag!" he whispered.

"Maybe. Think they're gonna believe that, though? Why would you be naked in my pool then? Only a pervert would..."

The otter's smirk grew wider. Ted glared daggers at him. He finally realized it. The bastard had planned it all. Kevin had him in his hand, the fucker.

Fuming and struggling to keep the growling out of his words, Ted caved. "Fine. What the fuck do you want, then?"

"Well then, that's a start. All I want is for you to be a good boy."

The wolf raised an eyebrow. "The fuck does that mean?"

The smile Kevin opened did not make the wolf feel any better at all. Ted frowned. Deeply. Even more so when Kevin closed the distance between them.

The otter's hand came underwater. Outside, it looked like they were just talking kind of close to each other, but underneath its dark surface, the otter's hand came to touch the wolf's muscular thigh...

To which Ted let out a growl right away. The wolf brought his hand up to grab the otter's and pull it away.

"Nah-ah. What did I say? Be good."

The wolf's glare deepened.

"Should I shout?" the otter threatened.

"You fuckin'..." the wolf seethed. Reluctantly, he let go of the otter's hand. The perverted faggot's touch came upon his thigh once again, feeling the muscle there...

To the naked wolf, the touch felt extremely invasive. Way too close to his exposed junk. It also made Ted more painfully aware of the fact that he was naked there, in the pool, right in the middle of everybody...

Kevin came closer, his hand caressing the wolf's thigh and moving toward its inner side.

"You like to play the tough guy, huh? Think all of us 'faggots', as you put it, are not even worthy of your time?"

Ted's frown deepened.

"Well, tough guy..." the otter continued. "Now, you're gonna stay still, play it cool, and let me enjoy myself. I guarantee you'll enjoy yourself as well..."

In response to that the wolf's hand clenched into a fist. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!"

Kevin smirked once more. That smart-ass smile was starting to get on the wolf's nerves.

"You'll see. All you have to do, Teddy, is stay still and play it cool. At least if you'd like to get out of this with your precious little perfect jock reputation intact."

The wolf looked at the other confused. "The fuck do you mean?!"

Kevin winked at him. "Did you know that otters can hold their breath for almost ten consecutive minutes?"

Ted blinked. "...The fuck does that got to do with anything?!"

The otter looked around to make sure no one was looking at them and then before the black wolf could say anything else, sunk down onto the dark water.

Ted took a step back. The water at night was so dark that he lost sight of Kevin the moment he submerged, but soon enough, the wolf felt a pair of hands grabbing his waist underwater.

"The fuck...!" Ted muttered. His own hands came down to grab at the otter's arms but before he could pry him away, the wolf was hit with a most unexpected, but not entirely unfamiliar feeling. At least to him.

The feeling of a tongue licking over his sheath.

"Hnnngh..." Ted groaned. The tongue played with the wolf's exposed genitals, licking over it with a pleasant smoothness, and then he could feel, right as day, as the otter pressed his snout against his sheath and pressed his tongue in to explore its depths.

A myriad of sensations watched over the straight jock.

The pleasure of the clearly experienced tongue dwelling into his most intimate parts and touching his sensitive, hidden member sparked a biologically induced jolt of pleasure within him. His member responded to it right away by starting to grow as the tongue caressed it, filling up his sheath as the tip peaked from it.

On the other hand, however, a wave of uncomfortable heat came upon the wolf's face. Not only because his wide eyes looked around to see people all around him talking and chilling like nothing was happening, but also because he was all too aware that it was a dude sticking his tongue into his fucking sheath.

On any given day, Ted would have grabbed them by the neck, choked the fuck out of them, and punched them in the face just for starters. Right there and then, though, the wolf found himself paralyzed. His ears glued themselves to his head and, even though his paws came to reflexively grab at the otter's shoulders right in front of his crotch, he didn't push him away immediately.

Worse yet, that tongue came at him again. The wolf felt a shiver running up his spine as the otter's soft, velvety tongue caressed his member within its furry confines. Teasingly inviting it out...

And it was working.

Ted looked around, his head swinging back and forth. To him, it felt that any moment one of the many people around them would, somehow, point at him and yell that he was naked. That he was getting a blowjob right there and then. That he was getting hard right there and then!

The wolf's paws gripping the otter's shoulders tightened their grip. Ted still didn't push him away. If he did, Kevin would retaliate. Who knew what that crazy fucking faggot would do?! The black wolf's mind spun in place looking for solutions, but at the same time barely able to think.

A paw cupping his balls made Ted pretty much jump. It was gentle, though. It grabbed his exposed orbs and then he felt fingers massaging them while that tongue came again. The otter kissed his sheath, the tip of the wolf's member feeling the gentle touch of that tongue before it, once again, dove into his sheath to pry it out more.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuck. Not even girls he had been with had done that to his sheath!

Ted's eyes closed themselves shut for a moment. The wolf tried to control his quickening breathing. His cock started hardening, giving in to the fucking otter's wants against his will.

For a few moments, the wolf tried to will it down. If Kevin couldn't get what he wanted, maybe he'd leave it alone!

But that was just downright impossible.

The large black wolf let out a silent whine as, despite his efforts to will his erection down, the otter's muzzle enveloped his growing length. The warmth around him felt pleasant, the tongue swirling around the smooth surface of his growing, tapered cock even better.

It was a matter of minutes before Ted let out an audible, even if soft whimper. His cock was fully hard for the otter underwater and even his knot was starting to bulge his sheath.

Kevin wasted no time. The underwater texture around his cock felt pleasant, but it was nothing compared to the otter's skilled muzzle. He had no reservations about diving in, taking the wolf's considerably large member into his muzzle and going deep, even!

Ted let out a new whine when he felt the tip of his cock entering the otter's throat as Kevin managed to envelop the whole of his member! No chick had ever managed that before!

That's when the wolf knew that this strategy wouldn't work. Not only that but when Ted opened his eyes...

He saw some eyes on him. A group of guys and girls sitting nearby were staring and pointing at him. The jock wolf's ears shot straight down flat against his head.

"You okay, man?" a skinny panther guy asked.

Ted's eyes went wide, but he quickly forced a smile.

"Y-y-yeah! Fuck yeah! I'm fine!" the wolf stammered.

The panther gave him a weird look. Desperate, Ted pulled his arms from the otter's shoulders so that he wasn't in that weird, curled-up position anymore and, instead, set them over the pool's edge as if he was just relaxing against it.

He gave the panther a nervous smile. A smile that almost got ruined by the way the fucking otter, underwater, used the fact that his crotch was more exposed to envelop his sheath with his paw and give it a squeeze.

The wolf's knot, his most sensitive area, was uncomfortably large within his sheath and the moment the otter squeezed it, a jolt of pleasure shot through the wolf in such an intense manner that it almost made him moan out loud.

Thankfully, Ted managed to hold it back. His smile barely faltered, but he did have to look away from the panther. Thankfully, the feline and his friends seemed satisfied and went back to their own dialogue.

The wolf, however, wasn't feeling any better. He looked down at the water in panic, but thankfully, the dark night still didn't show anything past its surface.

Ted couldn't see it, but he sure as hell could feel it...

The wolf grit his teeth and stifled a growl of sheer lust as the otter used a few fingers to tease his knot trapped within his sheath. Kevin must have definitely blown other wolves before, the faggy bastard because he knew.

The wolf's legs felt weak underwater as the otter teased his knot. Even trapped within his sheath, the stimulation there combined with the way the otter's tongue continued to assault his cock was just... too much.

It took everything Ted had to keep a straight face while getting what was definitely the best blowjob of his life right there in the pool. In the middle of dozens of people.

There was nothing he could do but stand there and take it. Kevin sure was skilled, but the black wolf had gotten enough blowjobs in his life too to know that the otter was fucking teasing him.

He went up and down his length and seemed to be able to deepthroat even the large wolf with relative ease, but he was taking it slow. Too fucking slow! His tongue kept playing with the wolf's length. His fingers teased his knot, giving it a squeeze here, another there, and often pulling his sheath back just enough for it to seem like he was going to release it, but then he pulled it back on.

He knew how much it was bothering the wolf. He knew how much all of it was bothering him! And yet he kept taking it slow. Taking control...

Ted held back a growl, but there was nothing he could do.

The wolf huffed. Every now and then Kevin would dive onto his cock and bob his head up and down faster a few times, which made the wolf's large, red member twitch and throb in response. Soon after that, though, the otter would stop, slowing things down to pretty much a halt.

It didn't take long until, at one of those slowdowns, Ted himself growled and shoved his hips forward.

He could feel the otter grabbing his thighs. The wolf hoped that shoving his dick down his throat would rattle him, but it didn't look like it did. His tongue played with his cock, but the otter retreated further, staying in control. The wolf growled again above the surface, shoving his hips further forward, but he could only go so far before it would start looking like he was doing a weird water dance.

Frustrated, but hopelessly at the mercy of the damned otter, Ted had to resign to huffing through his nose and hoping the otter would speed up again.

Maybe as a reward for his own efforts, Kevin's hand came back to envelop his trapped knot. The otter gave it a few squeezes, much to the wolf's dismay, and then Ted finally felt those fingers pulling his sheath back.

The cold water surface against his engorged knot was enough to make Ted suck in a sharp breath and grit his teeth to keep himself from making any noise.

The large bulb at the base of his cock was a point of pride for the wolf. For any wolf worth his salt! When the otter retreated from his cock, Ted didn't expect the way Kevin came to nuzzle at the underside of his knot. Nor the way that tongue came out to tease and envelop it.

"F-ffuuckk..." the wolf groaned under his breath. The pleasure coursing through him was undeniable. His cock throbbed and pulsed. He had half a mind to reach down and jerk himself off to completion, but...

The wolf looked around. The awareness of where he was always slowed his pleasure down. His face grew red all over again and his ears fell back. Was the otter really intending on making him cum into his pool? Right there?!

Apparently, he was. With his knot fully out, the way the otter's muzzle bobbed up and down his length while that devious hand played with his knot was driving the wolf crazy. The effort to keep his ears up and his face straight started to get exponentially higher for the black wolf.

He couldn't help but let out short huffs under his breath. He kept his throaty growl low. Usually, at this point, he'd grab their head with one paw and his knot with the other, then make sure they swallowed as he shot. This time, though, he had to play it cool. Ted's arms remained at the side of the pool as if he were lounging and chilling there, but that couldn't be farther from the truth.

"Fuck... fuckfuckfuck..." the wolf cursed. He was gonna shoot. He was so fucking close! Ted thrust his hips forward underwater, his lupine instincts urging him to sink his knot into something tight. How he wished he could! The otter, this time, continued to suck him off even as he did.

In fact, Kevin had definitely sucked off other wolves before. The hand around his knot squeezed just a tad bit harder. Ted wished the otter would tighten the grip, but even if the increase in pressure was light, the wolf could definitely feel it. Pleasure shot up emanating from his groin, from his cock, as it pulsed. It throbbed. It leaked.

He was gonna-!

The hold on his knot suddenly disappeared. The otter continued to suck him off hard, but his knot, the essence of his pleasure, was suddenly left alone. The water felt cold against its sensitive flesh without the otter's hand gripping it tightly.

"Fuck!" Ted cursed a little too loud. Maybe the fucking otter didn't know what he was doing after all! He was so close to shooting! With every fiber of his being begging for release, Ted lowered one of his arms to reach for his knot. He was gonna squeeze it himself!

The moment his hand reached his cock though, just as he was grabbing his knot, the otter retreated from his cock entirely.

The black wolf was left holding his throbbing cock. Part of him wanted to squeeze his knot still and bring his other paw down to finish it off, but the moment of confusion and the lack of stimulation snapped him back to reality.

The black wolf's face grew completely red again when he realized how fine he suddenly was with cumming in the pool in the middle of everyone when he got lost in the pleasure. His dick was still aching for it, begging, but he at least stopped to consider his actions...

And what was Kevin doing anyway?!

Much to the wolf's surprise, the otter resurfaced. Except he didn't do it near him. Kevin's head appeared further down the pool. The otter gasped for air and took a few moments to idly breathe...

Did he run out of air? No wonder, Ted thought. He'd been there for... who knows how long. The wolf was so worried that he completely lost track of time. Did he have to run out of air right at that moment, though?!

Kevin looked at him. The otter smirked, then winked, which made the wolf frown. After that, however... he started swimming.

Far away from the wolf, the otter started to casually swim to one side of the pool, then to the other, then back again...

Was he trying to keep people from growing suspicious? Ted looked around in panic! Maybe Kevin had seen something he hadn't? But... no. Some people had gone back inside, others had come out, but everyone seemed to be busy talking, drinking, and hanging in their own groups without much concern about the two guys lounging in the pool.

The wolf's angry cock throbbed. He gave his own knot one last squeeze, then brought his hand up. It still leaked and begged for attention. The damned otter had brought him close to orgasm quite a few times just to end up teasing him and not going all the way! Not to mention his knot. With his knot out and fully inflated as it was, the wolf knew that it would take quite a while for it to deflate again and hide in his sheath. Even if he hadn't shot his load, with how close he had come, it would take quite a while.

Ted's face grew even redder. Suddenly he wasn't just naked in the pool. Now he was naked and with a very erect cock that wouldn't go down that easily.

Kevin, on the other hand, continued to casually swim back and forth. The otter wasn't looking at him or doing anything. After taking another glance around just to make sure, Ted growled and made his way toward the otter.

The feeling of his red, smooth cock bobbing back and forth across the water as he walked was very unnerving for the wolf. He felt... exposed, to say the least, but Ted focused on his anger to help keep his ears straight.

When he reached the otter, who was casually swimming on his back, he grabbed his shoulder and pulled him close to force him to stop and bring him close so he could whisper.

"What the fuck, man?!" Ted growled, glaring at the otter.

Kevin opened one of those obnoxious smirks of his. "What's up, Ted?"

The wolf blinked. His growling intensified, but he kept it under control to keep its volume low. "You know fuckin' well what's up!"

That made the otter's smirk widen. The urge to punch him right there and then was rising within the wolf.

"I'm afraid you're gonna have to be more specific. What is it that you want?" The otter feigned a tone of innocence in his voice that was getting to the wolf's nerves.

"You start this shit and you plan on just leaving me hangin'? Or are you tryin' to trick me into fuckin' myself over?!" Ted's grip on the otter's shoulder tightened. "You fuckin' finish what you started! We had a deal!"

The otter didn't seem fazed by his threats. Ted hated that, too. In fact, he just kept smirking.

"Oh, interesting..." Kevin mused. "Here I thought you were going to beg me to get you those trunks, but it looks like you want me to finish something else first, then..."

The wolf's eyes went wide. He should have asked for the trunks, yes. He didn't- Ted didn't want-!

The sudden touch of the otter's hand over his still achingly hard member made the wolf gasp. His ears couldn't help but fold back in embarrassment.

"Getting a blowjob from a guy isn't that bad at the end of the day now, is it?" The otter's hand gripped his cock. The fucking bastard started stroking him as they stood there, in the middle of the pool. Even his fingers were awfully skilled at it, the absolute faggot...

"I'm not enjoyin' this shit!" The wolf whispered within a growl. He hated how hot his face felt. He hated how good the otter's hand felt. He hated all of it! "You're- you're pulling this shit off to-" Ted stammered. "I'm gonna fuckin' kill you when we're outta here."

The otter let go of his cock. The wolf's member throbbed alone again, much to his growing frustration.

"Are you? Then maybe I shouldn't help you at all. With you acting like you are, I think I could even call the police to come here and take you out..." the otter said, pulling further away.

"No!" Ted whispered in a rush. He advanced upon the otter. The wolf had to grit his teeth to stifle his growling. "Fine. Fuckin' fine. I won't. I won't, alright? Now please just-"

The wolf hesitated. His cock continued to throb.

"G-get me some clothes..."

Kevin smirked. Again.

"Is that really all you want?" The otter approached again. His hand returned as well. It played with his cock underwater, caressing it, fingers dancing around his length. Then they reached his knot...

Ted gasped. He sucked in a sharp breath and took a moment to recover. His legs trembled from the pleasure and he still felt so fucking close to shooting.

"If you ask me nicely, I could still give you a good time before we end all of this. Make this a nice, funny little memory instead of something else..."

Kevin's hand shifted to close around his cock in a firm grip. The otter started stroking him. Slow and steady. Yet, every time his hand got to the base of his cock, he opened his fingers to envelop the knot in a way that felt to the wolf as if he was thrusting into a tight hole. Something he'd never seen done with hands before!

It made him want to hump forward. To thrust further. To fucking sink his cock into something and- and...!

Ted glared at the otter. He knew what the fucking bastard wanted. His pride spoke against it, but the entirety of his body...

Spoke louder.

Ted grit his teeth, held back his growling, and gave in.

"Fine. Fuckin' fine." He whispered to the otter. "You can finish sucking me off."

Kevin's smirk grew. His hand continued to masturbate the wolf underwater, but he didn't move to do anything else.

"That sounds awfully crude. How about you ask me to do it instead?"

Ted glared daggers at the otter. If looks could kill, that fucker would be dead ten times over there and then. The wolf had half a mind to tell him off, but he knew he couldn't.

He was at that fucker's mercy. In the middle of his pool, of his party. Naked. Hard. Throbbing. And the pleasure...

That hand stroking his cock was doing a godly good job...

Ted barely believed he was saying those words, but he forced them out.

"Would you please fucking just..." the wolf growled. "Fucking... finish sucking me off?"

Kevin continued to smile and stroke him. The otter slowed down when he sensed the wolf was getting close again. Fuck, he was so close!

"Better," the otter said. "But I thought you would never let another 'dude' get close to your dick, Ted..."

The wolf had enough. He grabbed the otter by the shoulders and pulled him close. Instinctively, he even thrust forward, grinding his rock-hard length against Kevin's smooth body.

"Fuckin' hell! I'm going crazy!" Ted whispered, making an effort not to fucking yell at the otter. "I don't fucking care you're a dude right now! Just- just fucking get down there and finish me off doing that thing with your fucking tongue!"

Kevin looked bothered by the sudden movement for a moment, but ultimately, the otter grinned. He pulled himself off from the wolf and both of them looked around, Ted doing so very nervously after his outburst, but they were still safe.

"Well," the otter finally said, "if you're asking like that, I suppose I can help you out, Ted."

The urge to punch the cheeky little fucker never really went away, but the wolf was still glad to see Kevin pulling away from him and then diving underwater. To anyone else that might be looking it looked like he dove away from the wolf, but Ted, on the other hand...

He felt those heavenly lips kissing the tip of his pulsing member. Then he felt that warmth enveloping his cock again.

He didn't care much anymore that he was just standing still in the middle of the pool. He barely cared about the people all around him. Not when he felt that throat enveloping his cock. The hold on his knot starting to squeeze as the otter started to move and up and down...

Fuck yes. The wolf grit his teeth hard and rode the pleasure. Never before had he felt so much of it being milked from his cock. The otter's tongue knew just how to move, just where to touch, all to give him levels of stimulation he had never experienced before.

Jolt after jolt of electricity in the form of sheer pleasure continued to run through the wolf as the other male worked his dick. Though Ted felt closer to orgasm than ever, the otter seemed to be extremely good at dragging it out. It felt to the wolf as if he was lingering at the peak of pleasure for an eternity as it slowly built up to the apex his body was craving.

And then, with a particularly long dive onto his member and a sudden strong squeeze all around his knot, the wolf felt himself being thrown past the point of no return.

He didn't think that blowjob could get any better, but it did. Ted had to bring a paw up to his muzzle to clamp it shut himself to avoid making any sounds as his climax hit him.

Pleasure started overwhelming every fiber of the large black wolf. A feeling familiar to him, but enhanced ten times over by the way the otter kept his delicate tongue playing with his cock.

It did so even as he started shooting. Most girls pulled away, grossed out by his seed or wanting to pull back even if made to swallow, but Kevin? The otter seemed to enjoy it. To take delight in the way the wolf's member throbbed inside his maw.

The otter kept the wolf's cock within his throat as it shot, moving his muzzle gently and continuing to caress both his cock and knot as the wolf shot jet after jet of built-up seed, all of which the otter must have swallowed, for he didn't pull back for even a second.

Even as Ted's orgasm started to ebb away and his member started to grow oversensitive, the otter handled it. The movements of his tongue started slowing down at just the right rate. When the wolf's cock was reduced to spurting the last bits of his orgasm, the otter opened his maw wide enough to pull back without overstimulating. The grip on his knot was released in a light, slow way...

The wolf was left panting. Ted let go of his own muzzle and closed his eyes for a moment. The apex of pleasure of the best fucking orgasm of his life felt like it lingered from how perfect it had felt.

The last thing he felt was a playful lick at the tip of his cock. Sensitive as it was, it was enough to send another jolt through the wolf, but even that felt somewhat pleasurable instead of that awful, cringy feeling of touching his cock after he shot.

Kevin resurfaced near him. The otter wiped his muzzle and smiled at him. There was no sign of spunk leftover. He then looked back and forth.

"Managed to keep it hidden?" the otter asked.

The wolf's eyes went wide. He was so lost in it that he forgot just where he was for a moment. Instinctively, his hands went down to cover his cock and he looked around half-expecting people to be staring at him, maybe even pointing their phones!

But... no. No one was batting an eye. Maybe people cared less about the jock wolf in the pool than he thought.

With a sigh of relief, the wolf looked at the otter. His cock, however, remained rock-hard underwater. And now that he had shot his seed his knot still wouldn't go down for a while.

With clarity over the situation, Ted started to wonder if it had really been a good idea. What if the otter wanted to screw him further? What if-

"Hang in there," Kevin said, he just turned around and swam away.

Before Ted could even muster something to say, the otter was at the stairs leaving the pool. Kevin shook, his lean frame and short fur dripping with water quite elegantly, and he still smiled at and greeted the people he walked by as he headed back inside.

This was it. The fucking bastard was going to leave him there at the pool! After having fun with him! After having his way with his dick, which was clearly what every faggot wants, he was gonna...!

Within moments, Kevin was back. He jumped back at the pool with a gracious dive that turned a few heads, then he resurfaced, smiled at the people that bothered to look, and swam towards the wolf.

Ted was ready to growl at him.

"If you think that you're gonna walk fr-"

The feeling of something getting shoved right against his crotch where his hands were 'covering' his cock made the wolf stop. As he caught it, he felt the sweet, sweet texture of fabric within his fingers.

"There you go. As promised," Kevin said with a wink. "Wasn't so bad, was it?"

Ted eagerly opened up the trunks underwater and put them on. Even if his cock, still hard, would clearly be visible through the fabric if he walked out now, the feeling of having it covered was a huge wave of relief to the wolf. His reputation was saved! All he had to do was hang by the pool for another ten or twenty minutes and nobody would know what had happened.

The wolf looked at Kevin, though. The fucking otter had tricked him. Taken advantage of him. Convinced him to let him, a dude, suck him off as if he himself was some kind of...

"Nah-ah," Kevin said, lifting a paw. "Don't say anything. You're gonna ruin it, I just know it. How about you just listen, for once?"

Ted frowned at the otter.

"You can go back to being the obnoxious jock you are away from my party now if you'd like," the otter continued. "Or... if you'd like..."

The otter smiled. Ted felt a paw coming to his crotch to grab at his cock through the fabric. This time, the wolf growled more vehemently and grabbed Kevin's wrist.

He didn't pull it away, though. The damned otter just gave his cock a pleasant squeeze. It felt good even despite his refractory period. Alongside that, Kevin came closer, leaning in against him. Way too close.

"Or..." the otter whispered. "If you'd like me to show you how good fucking someone can really feel, you can stay until the party ends and we'll have a private party of our own."

The wolf's eyes went wide. He started growling, narrowing his eyes further towards the otter over that unthinkable proposition.

Kevin didn't seem to mind, though. He pulled away from the wolf giving his cock one last little rub, then winked.

"No one will know," the otter said before, again, he dove into the water before the wolf could even reply.

Ted was left there, still in the middle of the chilly pool, watching as the otter graciously swam to the stairs and left the pool. He shook himself and went back to talking to people as if nothing at all had happened.

What the fuck? How dare that fucking gay little bastard do all of that to him and still dare think that he would want to do anything else! He was a straight wolf!

And yet...

Ted caught himself rubbing his dick through his trunks. It felt good, just the way Kev had done it. He stopped himself when he noticed with a growl. If he kept doing that, his cock would never go down!

But... he couldn't help but keep thinking about the blowjob. Fuck, it had been nice. His dick still twitched as he remembered just how great the otter's tongue felt. Ted found himself wondering how the fuck did he do that twirling tongue thing around the shaft and knot at the same time...

"Ted?"

The sudden call of his name startled him. The wolf's ears shot down as he looked up.

It was Jenna. She and her friends were by the edge of the pool looking at him.

"H-heeeey!" the wolf called, opening up a smile and swimming towards them.

"Thought you were coming to hang with us? We were waiting forever!" she complained. "We're done. You coming or not?"

She gave him a smiley look. Ted knew a flirty gaze when he saw one. She looked less sober than she had been before and the wolf also caught how her eyes wandered to his muscular arms. She wanted it, no doubt about it, and she was easy tail now.

Still, while at the beginning of the night, the thought of sticking his dick into her curvy self was fucking appealing, so much had happened that the wolf... just shrugged.

"Ya know what, I think I'm stayin' a while longer. Maybe next time, yeah?"

She looked disappointed. Jenna looked at her friends and let out an annoyed sigh. She stormed out without saying anything in what Ted always liked to call a 'bitchy way'. Probably not used to being rejected.

After she left, the wolf was left wondering. Why the fuck did he reject her? Sure, he had already shot his seed, but damn if he didn't feel like he could do it again.

It was surely because he couldn't leave the pool yet. After all, his dick was still hard, and they would see it. Yeah. Yeah, that was all there was. The wolf leaned back against the edge of the pool.

Yeah... he would just wait until his dick went soft, then he'd leave. Maybe he'd still hunt for other tail, even. Yeah. He definitely wouldn't stay until after the party.

Ted remained there. His dick took quite a while to go soft given what was going through his head and, little by little, the guests surrounding the pool left.

The wolf kept telling himself he wouldn't stay until the party was over, just enough to get another drink. Just enough to use the bathroom. That he was just going to chill for a bit and then leave.

And as the last guests started heading out far into the night, the wolf was still there at the party, telling himself that he would be leaving very soon as well.

He totally would.