FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Buck the weasel is an admirable hero in the eyes of Crash and Eddie. The possum twins had quickly become his biggest fans shortly after meeting him and were endlessly thrilled to have him leading the way through the Dinosaur World. He was a brave and noble hero who showed that he was willing to take risks to get things done. Crash and Eddie couldn't get enough of listening to his stories and watching him act from a distance when they could. Sometimes the weasel would go off on his own, leaving the possum twins to wait for him. When he was gone for a while they would start to worry but Buck managed to return every time, only to be fawned all over by the pair of brothers. It didn't take long for him to grow fond of them and it was admittedly a boost to his ego to have a pair of cheerleaders that never seemed tired of singing his praises, not that he could blame them.

In the eyes of the twins, Buck was nothing short of a true hero. Their admiration for him was strong and genuine. The more time he spent with them, the closer Buck felt towards Crash and Eddie. They wanted to be like him but he knew it was better if they continued being the way they were. The life he lived was a dangerous one and if anything were to happen to them because of him he wouldn't be able to forgive himself. Though they understood, the twins were a bit disappointed for a small while. Eventually they were back to their old selves when they agreed to give Buck their full support from now on. They didn't just praise Buck when he returned, they insisted on taking care of him, doing anything they could to make him feel relaxed and comfortable while in their presence.

Buck had just come back from a rather grueling mission and he was covered in sweat. While walking back he got a whiff of his own scent and huffed. He had overdone it back there and it showed...and smelled on him. As soon as he was in the waiting twins' line of sight they made a beeline for him, embracing him together with outstretched arms, tackling him to the ground.

"Boys! I really wasn't gone that long!" Buck said with a small laugh.

It seemed the possums weren't listening as they kept themselves hugged close to him, more than close enough to notice the weasel's musky scent. It was a strong earthy and masculine aroma that struck their senses right away and hard. Though they had spent a lot of time with Buck they had never come across him in this state. Buck usually made sure that he was cleaned up before he returned out of courtesy but this time he hadn't been able to find a source of clean water to bathe in during the trek back. An awkward feeling came as he heard Crash and Eddie reacting. His first thought was that they would be off put or even disgusted by it. But to his surprise he could hear what sounded like sniffing. And when he looked down at the two they were indeed smelling his body, having their noses pressed to his brown fur.

"Whoa! Hehe...find something you like, boys?" Buck asked.

"You could say that. You just...smell good..." Eddie said.

"Yeah..." Crash agreed.

Neither of the twins expected it either but there was just something about the aroma of fresh weasel sweat that just called to them. They found it appealing in a completely new way. Simply inhaling sent shivers through the identical marsupials' bodies and it was making their sheaths tingle.

"Well...then have at it..." Buck said. He was used to his own scent and had done a lot of traveling and along the way he learned that there were all kinds of things that creatures were into. Smelling wasn't anywhere close to the weirdest things he had seen...and participated in. Not wanting to disappoint his biggest fans, Buck welcomed their advances and allowed them to explore his body with their noses. Getting permission, the twins sniffed harder, the inhales and exhales being easily heard along with their pleasant sighs. Buck was relieved that they weren't making a big deal out of his smell and even was glad that it was able to please them.

He was still feeling pretty tired and sweaty after the whole ordeal. He mentioned this when the twins eased off and allowed him to get up. "I need to get cleaned up..." he said while stretching to ease the kink out of his upper back. Hearing this, Crash and Eddie immediately took it upon themselves to help their idol.

Buck jumped a bit as the two were upon him again, pressing their snouts to his body just like before. He assumed that they were just going for another round of sniffing before the musk would be washed off. He stood still and let them get their fill. What he didn't expect was for Crash to lick the sweat from his chest. And Eddie followed right after, doing the same but on the other side of him. Not expecting this, Buck jumped a bit but the twins kept themselves close and did it again. Their warm tongue slid over his body, bringing a feeling of warm and a pleasant tingling as the wet surfaces slid smoothly along. While he was feeling a sensual pleasure, the twins were rewarded with the taste of sweat, finding it just as appealing as the weasel's aroma. Keeping at his chest, the two were moving their muzzles along in an effort to cover more area. With the two of them grooming him at the same time, Crash and Eddie were actually making good progress and were also doing a good job at cleaning away the sweat, leaving Buck pleasantly surprised.

Always being there for each other and raising their sister together, Crash and Eddie knew how to effectively groom but they were putting extra effort into this, making sure that Buck felt the extra...passion that they were exerting. It wasn't just a simple cleaning, both were doing their best to make sure that Buck was given pleasure with every drag and twirl of their tongues.

They moved upwards, slowly climbing higher and in time with that, Buck lifted his own arms to give them more room to work. He couldn't deny that it felt good, especially when they licked at his pecs. The pleasure he felt wasn't just a tingling relief. It became more intense and amorous when those more sensitive spots were licked. Buck expected them to stop where his chest ended but they both kept going.

Not pausing or thinking twice, both Crash and Eddie pressed their faces into the respective armpit on their side. The smell was much stronger there and the area was hot and soaked with sweat, immediately making their muzzles damp. This time they moaned out with greater intensity, unable to hide the lustful rush that spread through them. After a few deep whiffs that filled their lungs with the raw scent of Buck's underarm musk, they both resumed their licking, running their tongues along the extra wet and musky areas.

Crash was licking just a bit faster than his brother. His method was to get the taste on his tongue more often. Eddie on the other hand was licking slower, taking a little more time to really savor it. Both were doing a good job of cleaning up the weasel. With every movement of their wet muscles they were lapping up more of the fragrant and flavorful perspiration, finding it all intoxicating in every way.

Buck couldn't help but grunt and shudder a bit from the sensations that came from their licking. It felt good, better than he expected. Just as they were, Buck felt an unexpected tingling between his legs. It wasn't just that he was being licked, the twins were clearly loving this so much. With every lap and sniff they were moaning directly against his pits, lavishing the areas with the warmth of their own saliva and puffs of breath they exhaled. On top of being grateful for their help, Buck knew he wouldn't be forgetting this feeling for a while.

Crash and Eddie were in absolute bliss as they got to indulge in the glorious musk that continued to emanate from Buck. Even as they cleaned away most of the sweat the alluring earthy aroma was still just as strong. They heard Buck moaning and put even more effort into their actions. They licked even faster and pressed their snouts in deeper. Buck quickly grew to love the attention and even encouraged them to keep going with more little moans of pleasure. From their perspective, the possums were having the time of their lives.

Even when the weasel's pits were all clean from their sweat, Crash and Eddie clearly wanted more of him. Buck saw their eagerness and chuckled. He walked over to a nearby tree and sat down, leaning against it.

"I could use some tender loving care on these if it's not too much to ask," Buck said, offering his feet to the eagerly watching pair. He wondered if it was a bit much but the twins were more than happy to oblige.

They both sat down as well on either side of him and lifted up a foot, having one each to themselves. The first thing they did was bring the respective footpaw up to their noses and took the time to deeply inhale the aroma that wafted from the sweaty soles and pads. It was similar to the smell that came from Buck's pits but had a little something different for them to get acquainted with.

Moaning out again, Crash and Eddie filled their noses and lungs with the odor of foot musk, finding that it was just as deliciously dense as the rest of his body's aroma. Laying back against the tree, getting himself good and comfortable, Buck watched with growing pride as he watched the twins huffing on his feet with clear love for them. They continued to moan with every inhale, their bodies trembling from the rush that washed over their senses, and the most obvious sign of their enjoyment was their sheath expanding, making way for their erecting cocks. At about the same time, Crash and Eddie's lengths were sliding out as they continued to sniff and huff with greater intensity and for longer.

Just a good look at them showed that both Crash and Eddie were lost on the smell alone. Expressions of contentment were on their faces and their eyes were glazed over. Seeing that they were loving his body this much, Buck's confidence grew even more and he smirked. He allowed them to have as much as they wanted, seeing no need to rush them.

The more they huffed, the more addicted to it they became. And that was before either of them started licking. When their tongues were finally put to use, the pair were moaning even more in response to the taste of pure sweat that got all over their taste buds. All they wanted to do was worship the foot available to them. They did so using their tongues and noses.

Buck felt his own cock sliding from his sheath as their soft and warm tongues were sliding along his feet. While they were relishing the deep, earthy scent of his soles he was gaining even more excitement from the unique feeling of their tongues sliding along, leaving behind a streak of saliva that retained warmth. The more they licked the warmer and wetter his feet got.

Both being in a state of euphoria, the twins inhaled the musk emanating from Buck's feet as much as they could. In between licks they were taking deep breaths, savoring the rich aroma that was flooding their flaring nostrils. They took their time in licking up all the sweat that dotted the pads. Their tongues even swept along the sides and in between the toes, anything they could do to bask in the salty, musky flavor. They licked all over and even sucked on the toes, letting the perspiration linger heavily on their tongues. All the while they were moaning freely in response to the pure deliciousness of their hero's feet. Even while working separately, the twins were moving their mouths in perfect sync with each other, taking the time to caress each toe, suckling on them intently while collecting the last of sweat they had.

They had finished licking but Buck kept his feet outstretched, feeling both impressed and aroused by the possums' efforts. He decided to reward them for their efforts, offering them those same freshly licked feet.

"I think you boys have earned it..." Buck said with an inviting grin on his face. It had been some time since he fooled around with someone else, a small while before he came across the odd group of traveling mammals. While his missions were a suitable outlet, Buck could feel that primal need stirring within him. Just as much as he wanted to please them, the possums were just as quick to take the offer.

They moved back a bit, enough for Buck to reposition both feet, pressing them to the respective twins' cock. They immediately reacted, feeling the warm and wetness pressing against their shaft. This was something new to them but they had loved worshiping his feet so much. The very idea of having those same still-musky paws rubbed on their groins was just too appealing to pass up.

As Buck had shown many times before, the weasel had amazing control over his body, being able to maneuver it to move in incredible ways, even twisting himself up without any signs of pain. He showed that he was just as skilled at working with his feet, moving them up and down against the possums' cocks. Doing so for both at the same time, he didn't just simply slide them up and down but he also made gentle presses and even used his toes to stimulate them as well. For their sizes, the marsupials had some good sizes between their legs, of course being about the same like everything else about them.

The twins couldn't help but moan louder as the intensity of the sensations grew. Using the wetness of their own saliva, Buck's feet were moving along with little resistance and their leaking precum provided even more lubrication that was taken advantage of. While they were basking in the pleasure, Buck felt his own arousal climbing higher. Against his soles their lengths were pulsing even more. Feeling it through his feet was making Buck shudder and his own untouched erection twitched as well.

Using his feet to massage their cocks with increasing intensity, Buck put more effort into his actions. His touch was gentle for the most part but got firmer when he would press his feet down against the rigid flesh. As he worked his way up and down with both feet, the speed of them slowly picked up more and more, ever-increasing. This was done on purpose, he kept them full of pleasure and always reacting to every little thing he did. As the pleasure rose the twins felt their bodies and minds tingling non-stop. It just kept building and building. Buck didn't even need to rub faster, he had so many ways to move his feet. Playing with the pressure and dragging his toes along the inches. He even slipped the tip in between them, making Crash and Eddie gasp.

When Buck finally did start increasing the speed he didn't stop it. It was just getting faster and faster, the smoothness being maintained the entire time. The twins could only react with louder moans and even a few hump against the pumping sole. The pleasure just kept building and building until neither could withstand it anymore. Finally, they both reached their peaks. Crash was first and Eddie was right after. Both grunted and squirmed as ropes of their seed came shooting from their tips, making a mess of the feet they had just cleaned. All the while Buck was still moving his feet, milking out their loads and feeling the sticky warmth getting all over them. It sent a rush through him that lasted even when he stopped, again pulling his feet back.

Crash and Eddie lay back, still panting from the intense pleasure they had just experienced. They could see that Buck's feet were covered in their combined fresh loads and they couldn't resist the temptation. They both leaned forwards and began to lick at his feet again, immediately savoring the tastes and smells of the weasels' soles. The salty taste of their own loads mixed with the musky odor was more than they could ask for. Buck watched as the twins cleaned up their mess and felt himself becoming more and more aroused. They were running their tongues all over and were sucking his toes clean as well.

He could see that they were in a state of ecstasy, both having a slightly dazed lick, as if they had taken a strong whiff from a "special flower" that Buck knew of. Even when their cum was cleaned up the two were still grinding their noses against his feet, huffing his footmusk deeply still. They were moaning and panting, their tongues lolling out while just basking in the unique high that came over them. Their erections quickly returned and even then they were still dedicated to showing their love for Buck, licking even more, tasting the remnants of sweat and their own seed.

Buck couldn't contain his pleasure any longer. The entire time he had been moaning in delight, his lust rising ever higher as the twins sniffed and licked at him. Knowing that they just couldn't get enough was making his heart pound and his cock throb harder than it had in a while. Feeling their attentive tongues on his feet led him to wonder how they would feel between his outstretched legs...

He got their attention by clearing his throat and drew attention to his fully hard cock by pointing to it. Right away the twins were awestruck. Being so focused on his feet, neither had really noticed the weasel's erection. Jutting from his sheath was a truly impressive cock, both long and thick, especially for someone of Buck's stature. It was leaking precum, a fat pearly string oozing downwards still, slowly trailing towards his brown furry balls. Buck simply made a gesture for them to come closer and the two responded right away.

Though he had beckoned them, the twins were acting faster than Buck expected. Being on their side of him still, they ducked their heads down and began to lick his balls. Having yet to lick that part of him, they were still so sweaty and musky. While running their tongues along the furry orbs, Eddie and Crash were also savoring the potent dank aroma of wild weasel. They could practically smell his potent virility and it kept them all too eager and willing.

Buck was at first taken aback but he had to admit that it felt good. Succumbing to the pleasure, he let out a low moan of pleasure. Hearing this and knowing they were the cause, the twins continued their task with enthusiasm. The weasel was in his own little world now, closing his eyes as he relaxed further and just enjoyed the sensation.

The weasel had always been one to enjoy a good session of self-care. While letting himself cool off he basked in the smooth traces of the possums' moving tongues. It started with them simply running their tongues along either side of the fragrant sack but soon the brothers elected to take turns giving more attention to the pouch as a whole. Going one after the other, the two output more pressure and licked faster, making sure to cover as much area as they could manage. As they kept trading back and forth, Buck could feel that the licks were getting faster and faster, making him moan louder in return. The sensations got intense and Buck felt himself practically melting from it all. He was in sheer ecstasy as they cleaned up his sack.

They were both relishing the salty, sweaty taste of Buck's balls, leaving just enough behind for the other to savor. Going back and forth, Eddie and Crash were both able to appreciate the taste and texture of the orbs before they let the other twin have their turn. With them working together like this it took no time for them to get the weasel's sack fur soaked and ruffled with their saliva. While Buck was given more direct pleasure, the two were moaning as well, gaining a sexual thrill from being able to stimulate their hero like this.

Buck was very much aroused by their actions and couldn't get enough of their tongues. It made him want even more. He asked the twins to focus their attention on his cock now and it seemed that Crash and Eddie could hardly contain their shared excitement.

"Got enough here for the both of ya," Buck said, again gesturing to his cock. All of the licking had caused him to produce a lot and the rigid flesh was all messy with precum. The warmth sticky layer was slathered all over his inches along with more sweat that had yet to be lapped up.

With their attention focused on another part of the mustelid, Crash and Eddie moved in between his legs again. Buck could hardly contain his own excitement, watching them first sniff at his erection like they had the rest of him. After getting to know his crotch musk, they started off with licking the precum from the twitching flesh. Seeing it up close and feeling it with their tongues, the possums were again impressed by Buck's cock size. It was just he said; there was certainly enough for them to share.

Buck moaned out again the moment he felt their tongues touch it. Slowly tracing up and down, their tender oral touches were giving Buck the most pleasure so far. Their actions and expressions were so sensual. Looking up, they were making eye contact with Buck, moaning with every lick they made. In addition to the mixed flavor of precum and sweat, they were also treated to the direct tenderness of the smooth warm surfaces.

Crash and Eddie made sure to start slow and sweet, taking just as much opportunity to really indulge in the taste while also breathing in the musk that still wafted from the pink spire. Fully out of the sheath, it was pulsing and still leaking. They were reaching their heads up, dragging all the way to the tip, collecting all that they could along the way. For Buck, the feeling of their soft tongues and gentle caresses was indescribable. The need for some attention was stronger than he realized. Every lick given just made him all the more aroused and needy. Moaning out just as much as they were, the weasel completely submitted to the growing rapture.

After licking up the precum that had coated the throbbing maleness, Crash and Eddie elected that it was time to take things further. The next step was to take turns sucking on that still heady, aromatic rod. It was decided between them that Crash would be the first. With his brother easing back, he was given full range. The first thing he did was lick his way upwards and back down again, taking the time to ensure that every inch was properly explored.

Buck hummed in response and Crash had to hold back an excited giggle. Doing his best to play cool, the possum reached the tip again and opened his mouth. When taking the length inside he worked with an unexpected amount of ease and experience. Crash didn't rush himself but smoothly sunk his spread muzzle down.

About midway Crash began to bob his muzzle, starting with an even pace right from the start. Having his lips wrapped around and pressing his tongue against the pulsing surface, the possum sought to give as much pleasure as he could while also getting his fill on the feeling of it in his mouth. Buck's cock was already leaking against his tongue and he was quick to swallow the precum, finding it just as tasty as the sweat. He listened to Buck's intensified moans and did the same in return. His own cock was throbbing but he didn't pay it much mind, instead keeping his focus on taking care of Buck's obviously pent up state. For a bit he sucked and licked all over, running his mouth up and down continually. Buck had drifted off but come back when the sucking stopped, ended by Crash sliding his muzzle off.

Buck wasn't left without touch for very long. Picking up where his brother left off, Eddie pushed his mouth down on the weasel's cock with gusto and was just as quick to bounce his muzzle. Sliding up to the tip and pushing back down to the midway mark, he made sure his lips and tongue were working just as the previous possum had. Hearing Buck moaning and knowing that he was the cause was making Eddie's heart race. It emboldened him to speed up a little bit. It wasn't much but he was hearing Buck's moans getting even louder and there was also the taste of squirting precum. By the amount that coated his tongue, the possum also came to the conclusion that Buck was pretty pent up. With every bob and lick Eddie sought to get even more. All the while he was also able to still inhale the musk that was clinging to Buck's still sweaty fur. Keeping this up and swallowing more precum, Eddie could feel the cock's pulsing getting stronger and the precum was coming out in greater amounts.

His turn came at an end and Crash was back at it. He started out by taking the head of Buck's cock into his mouth and gently swirled it around. When pushing his mouth he took in even more of the length, going past the halfway point. With just as much finesse, Buck pushed his mouth down further and didn't flinch when his throat was penetrated. There was still more for him to take, making him all the more excited. The thickness was also filling his throat generously. When he moved up and down, all of the weasel's inches were given attention by his lips, tongue, and throat. Buck was completely over the moon and it was the same when Eddie got his turn again, pushing his mouth all the way down to the sheath. There was a moment taken to inhale Buck's natural aroma before he went full force into deep throating his length, gradually applying more pressure as he sucked and licked all over the shaft.

Still going back and forth like this the twins took turns sucking and the one not using their muzzle rubbed Buck's balls, ensuring that both were always involved.

On the receiving end of it all, Buck was just voicing his delight in response as the waves of pleasure were only just increasing with no end in sight. Desiring even more, Buck told them to go faster and harder. They did so and listened to his moans turning into grunts. With his eyes still closed he was huffing through clenched teeth, feeling himself getting close. "Alright, boys. Ease off."

Doing as they were told without question, the possums eased off and let the weasel take the reins. While they were both leaning in close, Buck took hold of his own wet and slippery cock. His fist rapidly slid up and down, leaving him shaking and gasping from the pure ecstasy. Making sure that the twins were close enough to each other, Buck allowed himself to release.

Buck released a large amount of cum on Crash and Eddie's faces. While he panted hotly from the rush, making sure that they were in the crosshairs. The hot and thick liquid cascaded down their faces and dripped off their chin, leaving them both in a state of bliss as if they had cum as well. Buck was voicing his elation, still stroking and milking out his loads, coating the waiting possums with it. Seeing them so eager to receive his seed made him his climax all the more satisfying. When he finished shooting his loads he looked down at them with a smile and they were smiling as well, having yet to lick up the hot, gooey strings from their faces and necks.

They were both too astonished with the sight of Buck's cock still standing tall and strong even after he released so much. They hadn't seen anything like it before and were both dumbfounded and incredibly aroused. As they stood there, marveling at the sheer amount of energy that seemed to be emanating from Buck. Their admiration was completely refueled and stronger than ever. As Buck stood up and over them, he appeared as a pillar of power and lust.

Buck felt ready to take the plunge; he was just itching to take things even further. Just their tongues were no longer enough for him. He was certain of it: he wanted to have sex with them now. When the twins heard him say it they instantly turned on each other, arguing about who should be the first.

"Settle down, boys," Buck said, getting their attention. "Nobody's getting left out. I'll make sure you'll get a full taste of the Diesel Weasel." The twins called down when they heard that and allowed him to choose. Buck thought for a moment and picked Eddie to be first. They didn't argue about this and Eddie didn't rub it in his brother's face. Buck outstretched his hands and brought them both to their feet. He then led them to a more private spot where their noise wouldn't be heard by the others.

When they got there Crash watched from a short distance, feeling a little jealous that he wasn't picked first but also excited to witness what Buck could do. His brother and Buck were just getting started at the same time that the sun set. Crash knew they would be in for a wild night and he could hardly contain himself.

Buck was determined to give both possums the best experience possible, starting with Eddie. Like many other things, the weasel felt he was pretty skilled when it comes to anal and he had the reactions and testaments of others to back that claim up. Starting slow and taking his time, Buck first made sure that Eddie was relaxed. When soft kisses were planted on his messy neck, Eddie was at first surprised but it didn't take long for him to sigh deeply. They weren't just the usual kisses but something more sensual. The weasel wasn't just kissing but also licking. Eddie could even feel Buck gently sucking on his neck as well.

While listening to Eddie's moans, Buck was enjoying the taste of his own cum and the warmth of Eddie's body. Though not nearly as strong as his, the possum had a light musk that he picked up on and found appealing. Returning the favor, Buck smoothly licked and sniffed at the other male, very much enjoying the sensations that came to him. All the while Eddie was loosening up more and more. Buck continued to kiss Eddie, moving up from his neck to now directly smooch him on the lips. With his own musky seed all over his lips, Buck kissed Eddie deeply and they moaned together into each other's mouth, reacting to the thick substance's flavor.

When the kiss was over, Buck got Eddie down on his back and slowly moved down his body until he was between the possum's spread legs. Taking hold of them, Buck kept them lifted and ducked his head down. Eddie soon gasped when he felt Buck's warm tongue lapping over his tailhole. The next lick came quickly after the first and the pleasure intensified. Showing his own experience, the weasel's tongue was massaging the soft and smooth opening. Eddie felt the pleasure growing as the licking continued. His rim was getting wetter and warmer from the possum's saliva and things got even better when the tongue was inside.

Buck prepared Eddie's insides, getting them slick with his own saliva that was spread further by his tongue reaching in even deeper. At the same time, Eddie was reacting to every flick, grind, and press of those sensitive spots. Buck was still taking his time, making sure that Eddie would be completely ready before he started the penetration. When he felt it was time to move on, Buck removed his tongue and smirked when his eyes made contact with Eddie's.

Eddie was filled with anticipation as Buck got himself into position.

"Ready?" he asked. Eddie nodded fervently, much to the weasel's amusement.

Knowing just what to do, Buck found the mark on the first try and gently pushed himself into Eddie's prepared hole. The feeling of Buck's big and hard cock sliding into him left Eddie breathless for a moment. Striking him immediately, the feeling of being stretched and filled made the possum shudder heavily. The weasel's length felt even bigger when it was inside of him. As Buck began to thrust, he and Eddie moaned out right away.

"Not too much is it?" Buck asked him, his voice low and smooth.

"N-no... It's perfect," Eddie responded, his voice being a bit shaky.

Eddie could feel every single thrust and the power that was put into them. Buck was enjoying the tightness of Eddie's tailhole and made sure to reach his cock in deep with every pump. With him on top, Buck kept himself close enough that their chests were touching. Hearing him panting so hard and feeling his warm breath on his muzzle, Eddie just couldn't help but kiss him again.

While Buck's cock was grinding against his walls, sending waves of intensifying sensation through him, Eddie found his hole squeezing down on it. While kissing him again, Eddie's hands wrapped around to and roamed along the weasel's back. Being so close to him, he could still smell the musk that clung to Buck and his own face was carrying a similar smell, still being marked with the mustelid's essence.

Crash was watching this all play out and his cock was straining from the sight, sounds, and even the smells of Buck and his brother going at it. He had a behind perspective, watching the weasel's rump bouncing up and down along with his balls. Looking closer, Crash could also see the strength in Buck's leg muscles. They flexed and showed beneath his fur when Buck moved his lower half. His thrusts were also so smooth. As soon as he was deep inside his cock was being tugged upwards again. As much as wanted to, Crash resisted the urge to grip his own aching cock. He wanted to completely save himself for Buck.

"Now it's time to get..." the weasel paused and brought his mouth up to the possum's ear before he whispered the rest. "...Buck Wild..."

Buck moved faster, pushing himself even further inside of Eddie. Eddie's breathing became more tagged as the movements increased in intensity as well, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. Feeling his body heating up, Eddie kissed Buck harder, flailing his tongue against the weasel's. Buck returned the kiss and moved his tongue as well, skillfully wielding it while also thrusting into him without missing a beat. Eddie had expected his hero to be good but not this good. This was hands down the best sex of his life and it just kept getting better. His senses were being constantly flooded. The touch of his body and the warmth of Buck's fur, the taste of him on his tongue, musk that continued to fill his nose, and the direct jolts and rushes that came with everything picking up.

Their bodies were moving together and the passion was increasing between them with every thrust from Buck. Eddie felt his body quivering as things got all the more intense. Buck was moving faster and faster, getting them both further along and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

His body rocking with just as much smoothness, Buck shoved himself in balls deep every time and his actual balls were smacking against Eddie every time as well. The kiss was broken between him and Eddie.

"Yeah... Oh yeah..." Buck muttered.

His deepening groans were easily heard and it was making both possum's hearts raced. Eddie could feel the shaft throbbing against his walls, spurting more hot precum that clung to his walls. With the cock sliding back and forth with hardly any resistance, touching all the right spots and seemingly swelling even more inside of him, Eddie was the first to hiss as he came hard. Spurts of his seed came flying from his cock. Streaks of hot, sticky wetness got on the possum's and weasel's stomachs and they continued to grind against each other.

As Eddie came, his passage was squeezing the weasel's length rhythmically. Buck pushed through them as much as he could and with a final thrust, he finally released his load inside of Eddie. Buck had nearly collapsed on top of Eddie, panting heavily from the shockwaves that were racing through him. Eddie felt himself being filled with Buck's hot and musky cum. It was giving him even more pleasure. Both mammals were moaning out in total bliss and their bodies shuddered together. While coming down from their climaxes, they lay there, entwined in each other's arms, sharing the feeling of the afterglow. For Eddie was a moment of bliss that he relished.

Buck knew that there was still more to come, namely the other possum that was waiting for him. He looked back at Crash with an inviting expression. "I haven't forgotten about you." Slowly he pulled out of Eddie and the possum gasped, his hole leaking a plentiful amount of cum, proving that Buck consistently released large loads.

Just seeing that was making Crash all the more excited. He was visibly trembling and his cock was throbbing harder. When Buck was upon him, he was pulled in close and Buck gave Crash the same treatment as his brother. With smoothness and full sensuality, the mustelid was lapping his tongue all over Crash's neck, getting another full taste for his own cum. It was still warm on Crash's fur and while doing that he was able to savor the second marsupial's natural aroma. Though he and Eddie were twins, Buck was able to recognize a difference between the pair of possums.

Starting from his neck and moving upwards to his face, Buck continued to run his tongue all over, feeling Crash shivering against him. Feeling the warm and broad muscle sliding over his muzzle was making Crash all the more excited. As soon as the licking was done, Crash took it upon himself to get on his paws and knees, presenting his backside to the weasel.

"Eager bugger..." Buck said with a chuckle as he got down and behind Crash. He knew that Crash had been kept waiting so he decided to skip the teasing and got right to the good stuff.

Crash was shocked but pleasantly surprised that it happened so soon but fully embraced the licking on his rim. Now he was able to feel how smooth and skillful Buck's tongue was. It was tracing in small circles to start and gradually picked up speed. It didn't take long for Crash's tailhole to become slathered in hot saliva, making it wink against the tongue that slid over it again and again. Buck was humming as he did it, feeling Crash's excitement rising along with his. Having his muzzle up so close he was also smelling Crash's musk, finding it just as appealing as his brother's. Between his legs, the weasel's cock was still hard and it was even back to dripping. It was Eddie's turn to watch and getting a look at the messy erection sent shivers down his spine.

When Buck's tongue pushed inside Crash all but jumped to his feet. It had been done carefully but he hadn't expected it. Buck didn't flinch and just kept going, rubbing his tongue directly against the smooth and pink walls that trembled in response to the contact. The possum was pleasantly surprised and the pleasure quickly picked up. Being already so pent up and wanting for attention, things snowballed immediately for Crash. His moans weren't quiet at all but since they had moved to a secluded spot there was no need for him to be quiet anyways.

His body responded to every way that Buck moved his tongue and there was a slightly lost expression on his face. Feeling lost in the pleasure, Crash was pushing himself back to have Buck's tongue reach in even deeper. Not wanting to disappoint, Buck licked both deeper and harder, making sure to sweep his tongue all over. This left Crash feeling as if he were in a trance; the pleasure beneath his tail just kept building. Knowing that it was just going to get better from this point made Crash well up with anticipation.

Buck made sure that Crash's insides were thoroughly prepared and went even further in an effort to make things up to him. Since he made the other possum wait, it was only fair in Buck's eyes that Crash be given a little extra something for his "troubles." Already having his tongue in deep, the weasel instead licked faster. He was making the hole even wetter and Crash was obviously loving all of it, being unable to keep his voice down as spots like his prostate were lovingly rubbed and pressed. Feeling the wet and warm thing touching those areas kept him feeling over the moon. But before things got taken too far, Buck finally withdrew his tongue, easing back with a persisting smile on his face.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves. There's still plenty of Buck waiting for ya."

Crash nodded and smirked as well. He took the weasel by complete surprise when he pushed him down. Landing on his back, Buck grunted from the impact. While he remained dazed for a moment, Crash took the chance to climb on top.

"Oh, so that's how you want it," Buck said. "Should have just said so!" As the possum got himself comfortably on top, Buck took hold of his hips.

Crash was feeling a little nervous but didn't chicken out. The moment he felt that Buck's tip was aligned with his hole, he pushed down. Slowly, he lowered himself onto the weasel's cock feeling the length and thickness for himself while Buck was also feeling the smooth, slick, and velvety surfaces sliding against his length. Pleasure was spreading through their bodies and they responded to it right away.

Feeling Buck throbbing inside of him, Crash bit his lip and began to move his hips. As he pulled upwards, the tightness of his hole kept a hold on Buck's shaft. Starting slowly just to get himself into it, he reached up to the tip before pushing himself back down. Doing so with the same amount of control. His body was aching to get right into the thick of it but Crash kept himself at bay knowing that things would get much better if he could really pace himself.

While he very much enjoyed the sight of Eddie being thrust into by Buck, he was more inclined to be directly involved and have more control as well. Keeping at this slower pace for the time being, Crash forced himself to take the time needed to properly prepare himself. The more he did it the easier it was getting for him to take. Sinking all the way down to take all of Buck's inches was a greater task than he expected, especially when he was feeling so full just before he could actually sit down on the weasel. But hearing Buck's moans and feeling himself getting just a bit lower every time kept him going. A few more rises and pushes did the trick. With a gasp, he felt himself sitting fully on Buck's cock and every inch was throbbing inside of him.

"There ya go..." Buck praised. Crash chuckled with a bit of nervousness in his tone before he continued.

When he started again it was a bit faster and smoother too. His hole was still tight around Buck's cock and waves of pleasure came as the flesh traced against his walls. He could feel the warmth and wetness of precum and was surprised that it was happening again so soon. Bouncing along the length of it, Crash felt the pleasure building. His own untouched cock was bouncing and leaking strings of precum that were getting on Buck's stomach fur.

"Mmm... Not bad at all..." Buck hummed.

"Oh, I'm just getting started," Crash said with confidence.

Putting his words into action, Crash pushed himself to go a bit faster. In return Buck groaned in delight and he began to rock his hips in return. The rocking of his own hips was just enough to bring a bit of extra pleasure. Keeping himself in check, Buck made sure not to overpower Crash, letting him have his time to shine. Though he held back their motions were in sync and by maintaining this the pleasure was climbing even higher for the both of them.

Things naturally got more intense as time passed. Feeling his body pulsing and flushing with heat, Crash moaned out and pushed down with extra force. Buck's cock speared its way into him, pushing in deep and pressing down on his prostate. Because of this, the possum's body jolted and his cock spurt a line of precum. Buck felt it and chuckled, making an upwards thrust that forced Crash to gasp.

Crash began to ride Buck's cock with an eagerness that was both thrilling and a bit intimidating. Without warning, he picked up in pace and force that had Buck losing his composure for a moment. Seeing that made the possum snicker but a quick thrust from the weasel kept him from getting too confident. That's what led them to going back and forth, Crash would push down with a bit more power than before and Buck would return it by thrusting in return, gradually outputting more effort as well.

"Wow..." Crash muttered.

"Too much to handle?" Buck asked.

"I'm not anywhere near done yet!" Crash said with spirit.

He readied himself and began to rapidly bounce himself up and down, riding the weasel's length with an element of roughness that caused an audible "smack" sound each time their bodies connected. As soon as he was down, Crash lifted himself back up again. It took a lot of effort on his end but that was what made it worthwhile for him. Along with the growing tingles and jolts from the penetration, Crash was also savoring the dull aching of his leg muscles.

His cock swung harder and more precum was being released but his focus was on how Buck reacted in real time. He watched the weasel's expressions change, some being a reflection of the raw pleasure that he felt and others being looks of admiration. There was nothing more satisfying in Crash's eyes, seeing for himself that he was keeping his hero on his toes. Hearing him moaning at the same time kept his heart pounding and his cock leaking. But Crash was still pacing himself and so was Buck. Keeping time with each other, they were giving each other intense pleasure but were making it last for as long as they could.

With both panting and sweating from their efforts, the smell of musk and sweat was hanging heavy in the air. Breathing it in with every deep breath, Crash felt his arousal climbing ever higher. Though he wasn't going to outwardly admit it, the second possum could feel himself getting close to his limits. The clenching of his hole was getting more intense and Buck's grunts were deepening as well.

"Credit where it's due. You really know how to ride," Buck said.

"Not done yet..." Crash insisted while panting. His back was against the wall but there was still plenty that he could give. He shifted his weight, leaning forwards and planting his hands down on Buck's chest to keep him in place. Having the weasel underneath him and no longer thrusting, he took the chance to gain complete control.

Putting all that he could into it, Crash was rocking his lower half, repeatedly taking all of it deep inside of him. Even as intense waves came from the pressing of his prostate and firm grinding against his walls, Crash didn't let up and he actually spent up. The smacking of their bodies was even louder now along with their shared pants. Feeling himself growing weak from all of the effort put into his actions, Crash leaned over even more. Buck managed to lean up just enough to kiss him. Their lips touching and Buck's tongue touching his reinvigorated Crash. As he tasted the remnants of his own seed, Crash found the energy to rock his body hard against Buck's.

The weasel moaned deeply into his mouth. As much as he could, Crash put just as much energy into the kiss as he put into the riding. With each push he could feel Buck's cock throbbing and leaking harder. His prostate was still being stimulated with very little letup. Crash felt the pleasure flooding through him, every fibre of his being feeling charged with electricity. The sensations just kept building and building until neither of them could take anymore.

Buck was actually the first to cum. His entire body shook hard and his moan was much deeper as thick spurts of his seed were being fired directly into the Crash's depths. The kiss was broken and Crash was able to hear the orgasmic bliss that laced the weasel's voice. Knowing that he was the cause of it sent him over the edge and he raised his voice as well in time with the last push down on his body, shooting his own ropes of cum all over Buck. His orgasm was intensified by cock still pressing on his prostate while Buck was feeling something similar, being bombarded with firm rhythmic clenches around his shooting erection. The most they could do was shudder in pleasure, sharing the waves of intensity that continually washed over them. When they both stopped cumming, they both just laid together for a bit, the intense feelings slowly subsiding.

"Oh, that was..." Buck couldn't find the words. He felt completely drained and satisfied. His sexual appetite felt satiated, having experienced two different styles of sex that were both very fulfilling.

When Crash got off of him, he and Eddie were back to cleaning up the mess on the weasel's body, licking both his and their cum up as well. Being so exhausted, Buck welcomed their comforting and soothing tongues, sighing deeply from the massaging sensation. Feeling tired as well, Crash and Eddie settled down on either side of Buck. He had his hands behind his head and his arms raised allowing access to his pits, which each twin took the chance to nuzzle into. Keeping themselves close to his body on either side, both possums kept their noses buried deep into the respective armpit, breathing in nothing more than his lingering musk until they fell asleep, with Buck following suit...

When they woke up the next morning the smells of them and what they did were still lingering in the air. Buck opened his eyes to find that the twins were still clinging to him. He chuckled as they began to wake up as well, looking up at the weasel with bright eyes, realizing that the night before wasn't some incredibly vivid dream.

"Morning, boys," Buck said to them. "Best we get back before the others start to get worried."

Being a bit reluctant to separate from him, the twins agreed and along the way back they stopped by a pond and took the chance to clean the clinging smells and messes from their bodies. The water was already hit with the morning sun so it was pleasantly warm and the twins got the chance to help out Buck with cleaning like they had before. There was no licking involved this time but they still got to run their hands over his wet body, including his sheath and balls. Buck made sure they didn't get too handsy and promised they would have some fun again soon enough. Now all clean, the trio made their way back to where the others were. It was likely that they were still asleep but just in case, Buck had an explanation in mind that would keep the others from discovering the truth.