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No Nut Cuckvember

By Danath

Yolk © Yolk

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"I don't think they need to send anyone to tease them," one of the chatters wrote. "I tried NNN last year and I was fully erect from the fourth day on."

"Can confirm," another wrote. "I was leaking like a faucet for the last week even when I wasn't hard."

"Yeah, anyone that thinks they need fluffers for a NNN challenge has never tried NNN," went another comment.

Some of the comments struck a different tone: "I don't care if he fails or not, I just wanna see Buck's big deek!"

The rest were similar, along with plenty of hearts, winky-faces, and eggplant emojis during the part on the ongoing cam-show when Buck showed off his thick, meaty package. The deer's enormous, heavy sheath slung low down at the base of his muscular belly, under his well-developed deep-cut ten pack, and together with his huge, round balls, hung nearly to his knees. Covered in rich, dark brown fur the shade of antique mahogany, his pelt provided plenty of texture for the rippling, powerful muscles underneath. His pelt was neatly trimmed and shortened significantly to amplify the thickness of the tufts of fur running down his sternum and belly towards his groin, as well as his overall musculature.

The big himbo deer certainly knew how to play to an audience. His fingers teased up the side of his huge sheath, making it shift and slide until it slumped into the other inner thigh. His hamstrings and leg muscles tensed noticeably as he grinned into the camera while drawing his fingers back up his belly and pecs, ruffling the fur along his treasure trail the wrong direction.

"Yeah? That's what I think, too, though I haven't tried No Nut November before either," Buck said, speaking up so his voice was heard clearly on the camera a foot away from his broad muzzle. He wrapped his paw around the bulk of his thick sheath and gave it a squeeze, causing the fur to splay as the fat shaft inside rebounded immediately. "If you got any advice, chat, I'd love to hear it!"

The big deer sunk into his chair, legs spread so his balls and sheath were on display for the camera on the desk in front of him.

"Anyways, yeah, the contest starts tomorrow, so I figured I'd let you all know now that I won't be streaming regularly here for the month of November," Buck said. As he spoke, he flexed his pecs opposite each other, causing them to lift and fall in turn. The chat sped up with a flood of "BOUNCE 'EM BOYS" comments. "Instead, you should head to the main page where the streams will all be showing. It's linked in the stream description below. You'll be able to watch me and the other streamers in the competition."

The powerful himbo's shoulders bulged outwards as he curled his biceps in and popped his pecs. Enough muscle to form creases in his pelt stretched against his skin. Buck's abdominals clenched, demonstrating his insane physique as his pelt drew in tight. The fat pink tip of his maleness just poked past the fringe of his enormous sheath as both of his huge nuts drew up tight between his thighs.

The chat sped up even more amidst a flood of tips, often accompanied by high praise or lewd requests. Buck's lips pulled back in a wide grin as he read out a few of the latest donations while gently teasing his pecs and abs or, once in a while, giving his huge nuts or fat sheath a squeeze.

"Let's see... $5 from BentOver who says, 'You look even hotter now than when I first started watching!" Wow, thank you! And another from FolfyFrickles24, $10 and a question: 'Do you ever self-suck?'"

Buck grinned and raised a huge arm up so that he could scratch his fingers between his ears at the base of one of his large, many-pointed antlers. They'd really come in nicely this year. The bulge of his bicep swelled as he gave it a subtle little flex to show off for the camera.

"Oh, haha! Yeah, I can do that. With a dick this big, it's sometimes hard not to," Buck said, grinning even wider. His pecs bounced a few times as chat percolated. "You know what, I got a good idea since we already blew past the last nude goal."

Buck leaned forward into the camera so that it pointed pretty much down his pecs towards his crotch, where the broad pink tip of his cock was nestled snugly into the thick sheath. The big deer twitched and flexed occasionally to keep the chat speed scrolling quickly as he set up a new fundraising goal.

"How about this, chat? What do you think? My last on-stream session before the No Nut November Challenge should be at least this fun, right?"

Buck licked his lips as the donation list quickly sped up too fast to read them all out. The deer teased the chat, encouraging them to donate as he read their messages and responded. A little nipple play upon request, or kissing his own huge bicep, perhaps - there were lots of little requests Buck was more than happy to fulfill. View from behind? No problem. Close up on the balls? You got it. Such was the life of a streamer, but fortunately, Buck was the original exhibitionist. He kept a variety of objects around the desk he streamed at for moments like these, and grabbed an apple from a bowl of fruit on the desk out of sight of the camera.

"Well, if this goes the way I think it is, I better have a quick snack first," Buck said.

The apple, though normal in size and color, looked like the runtiest apple from the orchard in his fingers. He made a show of polishing the apple on his fur, breathing on it, and even giving it a none-so-subtle lick. He also made sure to hold it down near his sheath, showcasing the difference in size between the standard fruit and his much, much larger package, before he popped the whole thing, core and all, into his jaws. There was a crunch, then some juices spilled over his lips. His wide tongue spread out, scooping up the sweet sugar, as he stared none-too-subtly into the camera.

More donations poured in. He already passed his goal for the month, but it didn't hurt to have a little extra. He'd need it to buy props and other stuff to stay busy when the NNN Challenge started and he couldn't leave the room for a whole month in order to prove he wasn't secretly nutting off-stream. He wasn't sure how 30 days of 24/7 was going to go, but the mere thought of being on camera, exposed and naked and hard, for so long filled him with excitement. His pink dick pushed free of his sheath, flexing up past his hard abs, as he kept chatting. He even talked about his workout routine a little while the green bar on the donation count steadily increased. Of course, the big himbo wasn't about to do nothing after teasing himself for half an hour, so the last-second campaign was really a win-win. The donation campaign was well underway, almost halfway to the goal set through new subscribers and tips, when the chat suddenly exploded.

"LEFT!"

"RIGHT! RIGHT!"

"Left, it's gotta go left, it's been right five times now..."

The scroll only intensified as Buck leaned back in his chair and used his fingers to squeeze the plump pink nipples on his huge, powerful pecs. The himbo's breathing was loud through the microphone as the deer's sheath swelled and tightened around his growing cock. He moaned a couple of times and closed his eyes, pausing his back-and-forth with the viewers as he took a moment to play the little game that developed over time.

The big pink log was as thick as a two-liter soda bottle by the time it stretched to his belly button. The narrow, slightly pointed tip swelled into a huge, veiny maleness that only threatened to get bigger as the buck's huge balls shifted and fattened as well.

"Mmmhhh... oh, fuck, that feels good after a long day," Buck groaned. "I could really use a paw or maw right now, damn..."

The chat continued to scroll too fast to see as his fat cock thickened and hardened. The huge urethra surged outwards as the width stretched his sheath even tighter. The tip passed his belly button and started up his stomach while his fingers massaged his chest, now cupping and rolling his own huge pecs.

"I'm gonna get real hard in a minute here, chat, but I wonder if we'll hit the goal so I can take care of it on stream?"

Buck shuddered as he felt his massive cock slide down his hips and lodge itself between his thigh and the armrest of his chair. A few golf ball-sized spheres of pre-cum welled up from the throbbing arousal as it continued to lengthen and thicken in equal measure.

"LEEEEEEEEFFFFFTTTT!" went the chat.

Buck grinned and waited for the audience to calm down a bit, giving them time to enjoy the atmosphere and the view of his muscular shoulders and broad pecs, his hard belly, and his wide hips supporting the incredible length jutting from his hips. The tip rose up and resettled back across his stomach, twitching and jerking steadily as plenty of thick, rich pre-cum soaked into his dense fur. The deer closed his eyes as he wrapped his paw around the base, squeezed, and then stroked upwards.

An even thicker dribble of pre-cum rolled over his fingers and wrist before soaking into the fur around his crotch. The deer grunted, shivering as his erection throbbed warmly in his fingers. Fully aroused, he opened his eyes halfway and grinned into the camera. Both of his pecs danced as he squeezed again, easily encouraging yet more pre-cum to pump from his heavy balls.

"He pre's more than I cum!" wrote one viewer.

"What a monster!"

"I just wanna stick it in my muzz and let him use me all night!"

"FKDLSFJSLDFNWEOLOIUDFOIDSJ TOO BIIIIIIIIIG!"

And so on.

"How about it, chat? Do I take care of myself with paw or maw tonight?" he asked, his voice deep and suggestive. "Better donate quick... I'm getting reeeeeeeal horny over here reading all your nice messages."

The donations surged just like his arousal as he stroked himself, keeping himself hard and dripping over the next hour. The goal he set wasn't too high - they'd passed it in the first ten minutes of posting it - but the timer merely counted down without revealing the result. Sixty minutes of foreplay was more than enough time for Buck to work both himself and the people watching through the camera every inch of his muscular body and his rump-splitting hardon.

As the chat started counting down to the reveal, the big male sank back into his chair. His huge cock slid past his own nipple, leaving a smear of pre-cum gloss over his brown pelt. Buck adopted a poker face as the fundraising period ended. Leaning forward, his huge bicep squeezed the tip of his cock, causing a few splurts of pre-cum to shoot almost straight at the camera as he made a show of leaning forward to click and use the mouse on his computer.

"Let's see, how'd we do..."

The thick cock jerked, almost hitting the camera.

"Hmmm..."

The big deer leaned back, twitching his muscles as he leaned back and settled in with his fat arousal laid across his hard stomach. His huge balls pulled in taut, quivering with need, as he huffed a few deep breaths and smirked.

The chat went faster and faster as he wrapped his hands around the base of his cock, both of them this time, and then squeezed upwards, getting halfway before stroking back down.

"Aw, no reward?" read one message in the chat.

"Missed the goal," another wrote.

"Do it anyway!"

The chat scroll suddenly increased to an incomprehensible blur when Buck grinned and leaned forward in the chair. Buck lifted his eyes, looking up into the camera as his mouth pressed further down over his own huge length. His neck stretched, allowing him plenty of vertical motion. Both paws gripped and rubbed the base of his enormous dick while his lips and tongue slathered the upper half in saliva. Pre-cum dripped from his chin and onto his pecs and belly. His head bobbed slowly for the first few strokes before going faster, only to pull back and give the head a few slow, long, luxurious licks with his tongue. Considering he was easily able to stretch his tongue past his own black nose with ease, this made for quite the show.

Dribbles of pre-cum rolled down the plump, throbbing shaft as the muscular deer shoved it back between his lips. He kept half an eye on chat as he worked, keeping himself nice and drooly, on edge but not yet over the edge. Within minutes, his fat balls were soaked to the skin with his own pre-cum. The chat didn't slow as he worked himself over. The viewer count spiked, and in the back of his mind, Buck wondered if this would make the site's most viral content for the day.

There was a huge gush in his muzzle, enough to make his cheeks bloat. Buck did his best to hold it, but soon his lips parted and a huge amount of thick white seed sloshed from his half-open muzzle to his chest and belly. The mess was significant. Chat filled up with splatter and eggplant emojis along with multiple "bottle and ship" requests. His tip slipped from his lips and splattered the underside of his chin in ropes of cum which drizzled down over his huge, swollen, muscular pecs and ripped abs, which looked even bigger with his wet fur plastered down in seed. Rivulets of seed rolled down the valley between his plump pecs and over the bulges of his abs as he panted, tongue out, with his eyes locked on the camera.

After a good twenty or thirty minutes of cooldown, during which his cock remained fully hard, the big deer grinned at the camera and finally spoke for the first time.

"Whew! Thanks, chat, that was fun! Can't believe we hit that last goal!" Buck said. His paw stroked his hard cock, causing a few more dribbles of white cum to roll from the tip. Chat, furious such gifts were being wasted, went wild. Buck smirked. "Time for me to sign off. I'll send you over to someone fun though... let's see, who's streaming? Oh, right, and remember, the next time I see you all, it'll be on the 24/7 streams for the No Nut November Challenge! Come watch and vote for me! Bye!"

Buck signed off the stream amidst a flurry of more splatter and heart emojis. A towel appeared in front of the big male's face, which he gratefully grabbed with both hands.

"Hey, babe, you heard me finishing up?"

A cute, short fox leaned into Buck's shoulder. Bazyn grinned, showing off a set of perfectly sharp white teeth, and leaned in closer to nuzzle the big deer's cheek.

"How could I not? You were just about shaking the foundations in here."

"Yeah, sorry about tha-"

Buck's lips clamped together mid-word when he felt Bazyn's paw stroke non-so-subtly down his messy erection, causing a mini-tsunami of seed to splurt from the tip and cascade down his chest and stomach along with the rest. The dripping of jizz from chair to floor was almost as loud as the deer's grunt of pleasure. The fox's cute, small muzzle, vastly smaller than his partner's, pressed against Buck's messy chin and slurped up some of the hyper male's warm goo. Buck's thickness jerked, releasing a fresh batch across his tense belly.

"Hope you're not too drained, though," the fox murmured, slipping his muzzle higher and pressing his lips to Bucks.

"I'm... not," Buck huffed, moving his muzzle against the fox's before they both locked their jaws together. A large, cum-covered hand scooped up the smaller male before lifting him into his lap, where the deer's big shaft shoved into Bazyn's belly. "Technically, the challenge doesn't start until we start the stream at midnight, so we have at least three hours to make sure I'm fully drained..."

"Oooh, Buck!"

The next morning, Buck woke up on the sofa bed couch in his streaming room. His morning wood throbbed against his belly, and he sleepily reached out a paw to rearrange it before rolling over onto his side. Both his huge cock and his arm flopped over the edge of the couch as he snuffled into his pillows.

"Mmmh... Bazyn..." he mumbled.

Wanting to get his hands on the fox to soothe his morning wood, Buck rolled over onto his other side with an impressive display of cock-swinging en route, but failed to find Bazyn there either. Blinking himself awake, Buck remembered why.

He was already on stream. It started at midnight, and to make sure he didn't get too excited, Bazyn was sleeping separately for the month.

Chat was already flooding in with messages as he got up and stretched with his hands on his hips, which he thrust towards the cameras. His huge cock swung forward, flopping side to side and drizzling, before he relaxed and sighed.

"Good morning!" he said, waving to the camera. Or rather, cameras.

Bazyn helped him put the half-dozen cameras in the room and bathroom before midnight. The fox couldn't really move after the big deer gutfucked him stupid and left him with a swollen, sloshing belly, but was helpful in giving directions from his wet spot on the couch, at least. The regular desktop camera switched to a wide view of the room, automatically tracking him as he walked to the bathroom. There was even a shower-cam that showed Buck as he turned on the water, then stepped inside after it heated up. He rinsed and lathered, rinsed and conditioned, rinsed and relaxed, all with his morning wood sticking up past his belly button. He grinned as he toweled himself dry, wondering what chat thought. He was used to this sort of morning wood, though - didn't bother him in the least.

Once he was blow dried, Buck returned to the streaming room and sat down in his chair.

"Good morning again, chat!" he said, beaming. "Buck here, checking in!"

His pecs bounced, left-right left-right.

"Gonna be a fun day and let's start off this No Nut November Challenge by checking in on my competition, shall we?" Buck asked with a devious grin. Not that he could actually do anything about them, but it was fun for the chat to see other people's tactics.

While looking through and commenting on the other competitors - all popular streamers on the site - Buck also sent a message to Bazyn: "Any chance of coffee?"

A few seconds later, the DM came back: "Sure, just made some!"

Buck kept an eye on chat and responded to some of the early morning crowd as his huge morning wood eventually relented. After a few minutes, still half-hard, the buck made a show of swinging his hips as he got up and headed for the door. He opened it, and a black-socked paw pushed an extra large mug of coffee through the opening, though the cameras couldn't see who was on the other side.

"Thanks, Bazyn!"

The morning passed uneventfully. The first few days of NNN would be fairly uneventful, so Buck worked hard to entertain the chat as he played games, showed off his package or muscles, and even got in a few video calls with other participants in the site-wide challenge.

There wasn't a whole lot going on until lunch, which he snacked on after Bazyn delivered the meal to the door. The SynTech Nutrition Labs food was provided by the site as part of the sponsorship for taking part in the NNN challenge and tasted pretty good. He was just about done eating when the doorbell interrupted the mukbang.

"Must be a delivery," the big deer said as he munched on the pre-prepared meal. The food came in a few small containers inside a larger one, all emblazoned with the SynTech Nutrition Labs logo. "They'll be ringing every day, probably - as part of the NNN Challenge, since we have to be on camera every day to prove we aren't nutting, they're hooking us up with premium food delivery. I could get restaurant food, but..."

The himbo deer grinned as he showed off the box.

"This is the good stuff! Nutrition Labs always knows how to grow muscles. Their shake powders are awesome, right?"

The buck grinned as he kept eating and chatting about the food.

"Yeah, this stuff is packed with all sorts of nutrients, supplements, it's like a fully balanced diet with just a few meals a day, though of course, I gotta eat more than normal to keep up with all this," Buck said, flexing his pecs to show off as he spoke. "Yeah, for real, I think I'm up to around 10,000 calories a day, believe it or not!"

Another hour or so of streaming passed. Buck typed another message to Bazyn.

"Any chance I can get another coffee?" he wrote. "Gonna do a hardcore run on Space Vixens CVL and I need a boost."

A minute passed, then a DM: "You got it, Buck! Be right there. Oh, and the contract stud is here, too. I'll introduce you!"

After another ten minutes, there was a knock at the door. The cameras showed the view from the side as Buck answered, including his shocked face at whatever he saw his mate on the other side. For privacy reasons, the cameras only covered the interior of the bedroom and attached shower/bathroom, nothing more, so chat couldn't see what Buck saw in the hallway.

The deer's wide eyes stared at Bazyn through the doorway at first, but then to the muscular, fit blue monkey behind the fox. Though not as big as Buck - few were, after all - he was a prime specimen of hard-earned musclebound glory in his own right. What really got Buck's attention, though, was the lewd, clear bulge of an enormous length throbbing away in Bazyn's stretched belly. The deer could even make out the ridges of veins sticking out against the fox's body, and the white stomach fur splayed constantly in different directions as the huge monkey-dick jerked up and down, rolling the fox's lithe, tight stomach outwards. The fox, Buck realized, was literally hanging above the floor, toes curling and then splaying in spasms. Completely suspended by the enormous tool pumped deep into his body, Bazyn had one arm stretched up and back around the blue monkey's thick neck to keep himself upright and his shoulders squirming against the powerful, broad monkey pecs. The fox's quivering arm, thin in comparison to the monkey's, wasn't enough alone to support him, so the stud's long blue tail, thick but ropelike and very prehensile, held the fox's hips firmly in place by digging into his lower belly - which also happened to trap the fox's fully aroused cock in place as well.

The fat shaft in Bazyn's belly throbbed, bulging outwards a few times. Beneath Bazyn's fluffy tail, which twitched against the monkey's shoulder, a steady stream of thick white spunk drizzled to the floor below.

"Here you go, Buck!" Bazyn said, his voice a bit of a gasp as his toes curled. One arm held a tray laden with both drink and plates as his swollen stomach shifted again. "We got some Nutrition Labs honey, so I put that in too. Oh! And this is Y-Yolk! He's the c-contract s-s-s-stuuud... ooooh... he's reeeeeeeeally good..."

The furious throbbing in Bazyn's belly quickened as Yolk smirked at Buck, though his body otherwise didn't move at all, easily carrying the fox's weight. Bazyn's stomach swelled noticeably and his whole body slumped lower and back into the monkey's plump, meaty pecs. The big blue monkey was close to Buck's size, as best he could tell, which would certainly explain why his horny mate chose this particular contract stud.

"I'm Yolk. Nice to meet you. I'll be taking care of Bazyn for you over the next month. I hope I can live up to expectations."

Yolk grinned, showing his teeth as his huge arousal pumped deep into the fox's already stretched belly. Bazyn's high-pitched moans filled the air as Yolk casually thrust his hips, just a little, and made Bazyn bounce ever so slightly. Having been edging himself inside the small male's tight little ass for the past hour, Yolk was waiting for just this moment, and relaxed enough to cum as he bounced Bazyn just a little. The skinny little fox wasn't so skinny after the big monkey's huge orgasm forced his belly to slump outwards and hang down over his thighs. The fox came immediately, and his belly forced his cock to point down that he ended up squirting across Buck's shins and hooves. Yolk's tail tightened as he eyed the deer - cuckolding wasn't always the most straightforward job, so whenever he took a stud job he made sure to test the partner to see the reaction.

Buck nodded, still staring as the jacked monkey flooded his mate with an overwhelming orgasm. He'd of course agreed to Bazyn's request for a stud - the poor fox was so used to getting hammered by the oversized deer that going a few days without would be awful for him. So a contract stud was located who would provide services in his stead. He hadn't met the one Bazyn chose, trusting the fox to pick wisely, and it appeared the horny vulpine did, judging from the swelling of his belly and the satisfied drool seeping from the corners of his muzzle.

A familiar churn roiled deep in the root of Buck's big sheath as he stared at the cockbulge. The fox's tongue hung over his lips as the blue monkey's large fingers extended for a handshake. Watching his mate getting plowed like this... when he knew he couldn't join in... a passing feeling of dread went through him before he shivered and returned the handshake with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Yolk! Is he giving you any trouble?"

"Not at all!" Yolk said, grinning hugely. "We already did the compatibility test earlier and I passed with flying colors, so now we're just hanging out and watching some TV. He already told me about the contest - good luck!"

"Uh... right," Buck said. "Uh... Bazyn?"

The fox's voice was a little dreamy as he looked up at Buck through seductive, half-lidded eyes. Under his stretched belly, his red knotted cock jerked and dripped frantically.

That was a very dangerous look, and Buck suddenly closed the door as his sheath swelled.

"Oops, I gotta get back to the stream!" he called through the door. "Thanks for the coffee, Bazyn!"

Though he tried to put it out of his head, for the next few hours of the stream, Buck could think of little else but the lewd, fat, obnoxiously thick cock rearranging Bazyn's guts. His sheath kept growing as his balls churned, but he resisted the temptation for any sort of physical contact between his package and hands lest he bust out of the contest early on. Chat enjoyed watching his roiling sac growing and shrinking rhythmically between his thighs as he played games and talked to them, at least, so he grit his teeth and bore it out.

He wouldn't be the first, out, though, or even the second - later that evening, and then again overnight in his sleep, a few other streamers ended up blowing loads on accident, disqualifying themselves while delighting their respective audiences.

Buck slept fitfully, not least because of the occasional rising moan of lust he could just hear through the walls. By morning, the first thing he did was order a white noise machine. It took until lunch for his arousal to go down, though his balls felt fuller than ever even once he was back to completely flaccid. The streaming went well with the various games and other entertainments happening as part of the contest. The SynTech Nutrition Labs meals were more than filling and gave him all sorts of energy. Plus he could always work out, and made good use of the equipment in the room. The camera loved to show all the angles as he did pushups and situps, arm curls and squats, all with his fat, round, heavy balls riding along his thighs.

After some sweaty close-ups and a shower, Buck answered the door to get his dinner. Instead of getting it from Bazyn, he found himself looking down at Yolk, who held a large platter with the various Nutrition Labs meals already laid out.

Between the ripped blue monkey's thick legs, Bazyn knelt, head tipped back and muzzle open wide. Yolk's enormous cock speared the fox's throat, stretching it visibly from his muzzle to his belly, which was already plump and full.

"Hey, Buck. Bazyn wanted me to give you this and wish you luck," Yolk said. "As you can see, he's a little busy at the moment... little guy sure is frisky, huh?"

Yolk's hips shifted and the last few exposed inches of his veiny shaft plunged past Bazyn's lips. The fox squirmed, both paws rubbing his full belly, as Yolk's expression suddenly changed. The platter trembled as he passed it to Buck, and the big deer realized why he was so quick to hand it off a moment later.

The huge monkey cock fattened, pulled back, then pumped deep. Bazyn's belly bloated, hiding the outline of the enormous erection as the first few waves of jizz filled him. His nostrils sprayed twin streams before the rest came churning back up his throat and around the enormous length, causing a huge splatter and puddle in the hallway as the jacked monkey grabbed Bazyn's ears and tugged.

Just how much were they fucking? Sure, he helped himself to Bazyn several times a day, but he didn't expect the contract stud to also have the kind of stamina that Buck possessed. The big deer watched, wide-eyed and aroused, as the big muscular monkey blew another huge load into his mate. His balls churned. Buck's eyes widened, his muzzle opened, and then he took a single step backwards and turned away, forcing himself to close the door as the big monkey's big dick turned his mate into a cum-filled fox-balloon.

He tried to distract himself with the food, but with his huge erection, which shivered every time his elbow pushed it out of the way. He had a difficult time of it. Chat went crazy and many speculated he would lose overnight like the last streamer. There was also a lot of chatter over what Buck saw through the door to trigger the hardon, but nobody guessed "hunky blue monkey turning his mate into a beach ball."

The himbo deer finally got his mind off the fox and monkey with a long stream of another video game which just released. He was so absorbed in the game and the back-and-forth with chat throughout the evening that he didn't notice how late it was until he saw his viewer count dropping off. Buck ended the game after the round finished and checked the other streamers - only a few were still up and most were asleep. At least half, Buck noted, were already starting to drip in their sleep.

Well past bedtime, Buck was ready to go to sleep completely soft and wake up that way. But as he waved goodnight to the camera from atop his sheet covers with a pillow propping up his head to keep his antlers from tearing up the mattress, the huge deer's pecs twitched. Through the wall, he could hear a faint groaning. High pitched and wavering in tone, Buck recognized the sounds his fox would make immediately. A steady, rhythmic pounding shook the house in the next few moments and continued steadily afterwards. The thudding noise grew louder, as did the high pitched moans, which soon turned into raucous and lewd squeals. Buck's breath quickened as he lay on his back. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that the noise wasn't registering on any of the microphones - the sound bar was still down low. Only he could hear what was quite clearly the noises of passion between his mate and the stud on the other side of the house. For the sound to travel all the way to him would mean...

Buck's eyes clenched. He dared not look as he felt the thwap of his fat arousal sprawl across his furry abs. He didn't move, but instead focused on his breathing, on the sound of the air conditioning, on ideas for the next day's stream... anything but the steady thumping that made him think about how nice it would be to have his cute little fox riding his hips, his little legs spread across Buck's hard belly, the fox's muzzle open with delight as his stomach swelled...

The deer clenched his eyes tighter as the thudding suddenly stopped. There was a long jumble of noises, then nothing for a minute, two minutes - Buck's eyes relaxed, but remained closed, as his half-hard maleness throbbed against his belly, still not yet full enough to fall to one side or the other. He sighed, relaxing as he drifted to sleep, willing himself to put the horny thoughts out of his head. It was easier now that he didn't have to listen to Bazyn getting plowed.

Buck's eyes snapped open as the thudding suddenly resumed. He turned his head and saw on the glowing clock that no more than ten minutes passed since the noises ceased. The big deer shuddered, muscles flexing, as his thick length suddenly pushed forward then draped off to the right side of his hips.

It was going to be a long night...

Buck made it through the first three days fine, but on the morning of the fourth day, he realized he might have bitten off more than he could chew.

He woke up with morning wood, but at least he was still dry - almost half of the competitors washed out by now. The big buck showered in cold water, which helped, but left him shivering as he toweled his muscular biceps and pecs dry. Even when cold and wet, he showed off for the camera, and made sure to give his audience a show of drying his plump, muscular glutes.

Chat lit up with white rose emojis, which they'd apparently decided stood in for his perky, thick tail, which came to a point a bit more than halfway to his broad, muscular shoulders. The thick, built deer grinned over his shoulder as he finished up and headed back into the bedroom.

The cameras were trained to stay on the primary streamer and not include anyone in the background when possible as another privacy concern, so chat was not treated to the same view as Buck when he opened the bathroom door. The himbo's sheath stirred, fattening up almost immediately, as his swollen balls shifted side to side. They were larger than four days ago, certainly, and just feeling their weight hanging down his thighs made him want to grab his fox and push him snoutfirst between them, and right now would be the perfect opportunity.

The door to the hallway was open. Frozen in mid-stride as though caught in a crime, Yolk held his feet still halfway across the room heading for the computer desk. Bazyn had his shoulders towards the floor, hanging from Yolk's hips, and was kept from sliding off by the monkey's thick tail. The fox's white belly fur rose outwards from his hips, outlining the giant spear thrusting towards the fox's throat. His stretching belly grew and shrank as he bobbed, arms bound up against his sides by the tail. His tongue hung from his pointed muzzle as he groaned and shivered; the fox's knotted cock was dry-jerking between Yolk's thick pectorals, having been already milked totally dry.

"Oh... uh, sorry, thought you'd be in there longer. Bazyn wanted to leave you some coffee for when you got out of the shower," Yolk said. "He's really rooting for you, and if he could talk right now, I'm sure he'd tell you so."

The monkey grinned and took a few quick steps forward towards the desk, each of which had the effect of showing off just how thick and deep the monkey was taking the writhing vulpine. Bazyn's eyes widened as he gurgled, and as his belly fattened even more, a stream of white poured from his lips.

Buck just stared as his massive cock lifted straight out of his sheath to point up towards his beefy pecs, which twitched along with the other muscles in his arms and legs as he watched the monkey casually walking around with Bazyn's belly bulging and jiggling and filling.

"Sorry, there's a reason I was walking... nnnffffhhh... so slow," Yolk said, grinning apologetically as he sat down the mug of coffee on the desk, then spun hips back around to point Bazyn towards the doorway. The fox's eyes widened as even more thick white seed dribbled over his lips, welling up from further down his throat. Both of his arms wrapped around his hanging belly, trying to hold it in place as it surged outwards in every direction, fattening up until he was three or four times wider than just a few moments previously. "Well, no sense going slow now, I suppose."

The monkey trotted out, a bit quicker than before and with a definite bounce in his step that caused Bazyn to fountain a few times on the way out, leaving the scent of the stud's arousal behind. Buck just stared. His cock jutted outwards, fully hard, as he mentally kicked himself for not taking care of Bazyn's muzzle.

No! That wasn't right. He had to be strong... no nutting! Not for another...

Buck's heart sank as his huge cock slapped against his pecs, hard as steel and raring to go. More than three weeks left...

Chat, of course, went wild with speculation at the cause of his sudden arousal, though most were simply impressed at the huge himbo's sheer muscle and size.

And so things went. Day after day, the big himbo found his resolve tested by the sight of Yolk and his huge thickness plowing into the cute little fox's muzzle or ass. At night, the sounds of their lovemaking tormented him. He couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to share Bazyn with the blue monkey, to have his sleek and lithe mate squirming and bloating as they both came inside from either end...

Dangerous thoughts like that started keeping Buck harder and hornier. By the start of the second week, there were only a dozen or so streamers remaining in the challenge. But, by far, was the biggest and turned out to be the most popular thanks to his non-stop erections. Chat constantly shared albums of screenshots, some even marked with measurements and rulers, as Buck's heavy, fat balls got heavier and fatter with each passing day. They started out big as bowling balls, but by the end of the second week, swelled to almost twice their original size. His dick wouldn't get completely soft anymore - only about halfway - and a constant but unsteady trickle of clear pre-cum oozed from the tip and left his shaft glistening and sticky.

Showering was especially difficult - the feeling of hot water splashing across his aching, warm cock and massive sac almost put him over the edge a few times. He took to sleeping in his chair in front of the computer because he started humping the mattress in his sleep and didn't want to wet-dream himself out of the contest. The prizes were just too good, even if he was greatly suffering from the lack of attention from Bazyn.

As much as Buck was not enjoying the first two weeks of the challenge, though, the fox relished every minute. Buck's brain was filled with images of Bazyn's sloppy and dripping muzzle working up and down Yolk's huge length, swallowing every inch deep into his stretching throat, slurping and sucking and pawing at the throbbing length, greedily lapping at the drooling tip to get the leftovers once his belly was fully loaded... worst of all, Yolk and Bazyn were getting more and more casual about it, too.

Well, the monkey hadn't exactly been shy about pounding his mate right in front of him anyways, but Buck couldn't open the door to his room without finding one scene or another. The noises from the other parts of the house made his ears twitch when he couldn't see them, which was almost worse because his imagination would run wild about just what the two were getting up to without him.

The start of the third week rolled around. After waking up, showering, and having breakfast, Buck sipped his coffee while using an elbow to keep his full morning wood pushed to the side. It took until noon nowadays for his morning arousal to fade. His eyes scanned the chat as he interacted with his fans, though he'd had to find a few new moderators to handle the deluge of new audience members looking to compliment him and his swollen balls, which were definitely growing faster than any other part of him at this point. Most of the thumbnails on the contest videos featured his enormous orbs.

"Hey, thanks for the donations, guys! Yeah, I'm super excited about the contest... only two weeks to go!" Buck said, grinning. His massive thighs squeezed together, elevating his massive nuts above them. They spread almost to his knees and hung over the sides of his thighs. "Maybe we should run a little sub-contest for everyone watching. Tell you what - I'll send a jar of my batter to whoever guesses closest to the final size in centimeters. Mods, can you put up a form or something for people to use?"

Chat exploded. Offers to pay for samples flooded in, but Buck grinned and shook his head. "C'mon, chat, don't be too desperate. Let's play it cool."

The buck decided it was a good moment to do something slightly risky. He stood up and shuddered as his huge sac bounced off his thighs and hung down to his knees, far lower than it used to thanks to the increased size heft. Buck's massive cock slid across his furry forearm as he reached both hands down to his fat balls and wrapped a palm around either side.

"What do you think? How big will I get?" Buck gasped.

His fingers clenched, all ten crushing in around the plump, roiling orbs. He couldn't do it for long, or more than once, but the chat was sure to clip what happened next: as ball flesh and fur squeezed between his spread fingers, his massive cannon released a thick stream of pre-cum that slopped forward and splashed down over his bulging urethra, balls, and paws.

"Nnnnfffffffffffff... oooooooh, fuuuuuuuuuuuck..."

Buck closed his eyes and squeezed again. His sensitive orbs trembled and pulled taut as a second helping of rich, musky pre-cum splattered from his aching tip. Dozens of donations poured in, flashing alerts constantly in the corner of the screen too fast for him to read them, not that he could focus his eyes at the moment mid-squeeze anyways.

"God, the smell," Buck moaned. "Chat, if only you could get this scent..."

Buck grinned and reluctantly pulled his hands away from himself, though his massive shaft twitched and continued to leak. He had to be careful - he already felt close to cumming just from a pair of ball gropes. But there would be little worse for him than to blow his chances in the contest only halfway through.

Leaning back into his chair, Buck was ready to try to ignore his throbbing meat for the rest of the morning, but it was just as he picked up his controller that the door to the room swung open.

Bazyn entered first. The fox was wrapped around the monkey's chest, arms and legs connected in the back. His belly was wide, squeezed flat and out to the sides as it shifted up and down and up and down against Yolk's hard, built six-pack. The fox's claws dug into the monkey's blue pelt as Yolk strutted in, hips pumping aggressively. The monkey held a cup of coffee by the handle with his tail, which swung around towards Buck. The cameras, which focused only on Buck, didn't catch any of this.

The big male stared, eyes wide, as his fat cock jerked and throbbed even harder. Some in chat noticed the flash of blue from Yolk's tail as he dropped off the mug, which led to a flurry of speculation and questions.

"Where's B?"

"No Baz?"

"Missing Baz!"

Buck swallowed hard as his dripping cock jerked. His muscles, which felt sore and underused despite his constant workouts, flexed and rippled as a strange sensation ran down his spine. His eyes pulled away from Bazyn and Yolk long enough to respond to chat with a weak smile.

"Oh, that's Yolk... he's helping Baz out this month since I've been cooped up in here."

Chat demanded a cam reveal, but Buck shook his head. "Be nice, chat, and respect privacy, huh? Now, enjoy the show! Let's get our game on!"

During the loading screen, Buck turned his head back towards Bazyn and Yolk and his eyes widened to their fullest.

Bazyn's head turned to look over his shoulder at Buck. The fox's lips pulled back in a wide grin as his large belly sloshed over the muscular monkey's pecs and abs. Yolk smirked as held one arm around Bazyn's wide thigh. The other wrapped around and held the fox by the base of his tail, allowing a pretty clear view of the monkey's enormous tool plowing deep between Bazyn's round, soft, plump white rump cheeks. The fox couldn't wrap his legs all the way around Yolk's chiseled sides, so the fox's plump thighs and relatively tiny cock spread across the monkey's abs instead. The powerful blue male's thighs tensed as he turned, causing Bazyn's entire round white belly to shift against the blue monkey's torso.

"Hey, Buck, how's it going?" Yolk whispered. "Did you win that last round yesterday?"

"Oh, yeah, it went well," Buck said. His eyes drifted back down towards Bazyn's plump, stretched rump, which was being extremely well-filled by the muscular monkey. The deer's swollen testicles throbbed and grew rounder and firmer and larger by several inches as the white fur splayed from the movement. "By the way, still up for tv night?"

The plumped-up fox grinned and nodded, then swallowed hard and finally replied.

"Y-yeah! I can't wait, the last episode was so good!" Bazyn said. "See you later, stud! Lookin' good, by the way. Your stream counts are killing it! Keep it up! I know you can do it!"

"Alright, thanks!"

The whispered conversation ended and Buck couldn't help but watch as the muscular blue monkey's hips swiveled, easily turning to carry the very full fox back out into the hallway. The door closed behind them, tugged shut by Yolk's tail, and then a few moments later, a few loud, long moans and the associated thumping that came from Bazyn's shoulders being banged against the wall.

At least they waited until they were out of the room out of consideration for them, but it was hard for Bazyn to keep his paws off of the deer lately, and that could spell trouble for his NNN challenge, after all.

Buck sighed and glanced down at his chest as he put his headset back on. His arms and pecs looked bigger and beefier than ever thanks to the SynTech Nutrition Labs meals over the past two weeks. He probably gained twenty or so pounds of muscle thanks to that, plus he had all the time in the world to work out. Chat could never get enough of that, it seemed.

Of course, chat could also never get enough of his huge balls, which spread his knees apart and hung down off the chair to his calves. Standing, they were nearly to his ankles and felt real good as they bumped around. For Bazyn, it would be like the thin fox trying to hold up a kitchen trash bag full of water by himself. There was also the leakage, now constant throughout the night and into the morning, that left a glistening trail around his room. Bazyn was helping by providing plenty of fresh towels, at least, though there wasn't much else they could do but wait out the last two weeks of the challenge.

The deer's thickness throbbed and pressed into the valley formed by his own massive pecs, where the swollen urethra lay exposed to the chat, showing the bulge of each batch of warm pre-cum drooling from the tip and over his huge shoulders. Chat exploded with emojis and donations, which were even more than usual now that he was one of the last streamers standing in the NNN competition. Buck grit his teeth and gripped the controller in his hands more tightly. Despite how warm and needy his erection felt, his balls felt even warmer.

"When was the last time Buck was this pent up?" asked someone in the chat, accompanied by a large donation.

"Wow, thanks, LuvinGuy224! When I was last this pent up, huh?" Buck said, grinning at the webcam as the game loaded in. "Huh... let me think about that... uhhh... you know, now that I think about it..."

A look of alarm flashed across Buck's large face, but he quickly refocused on the game after a quick shake of his antlers. His fingers shoved at the buttons on the controller as he followed the action on the monitor.

"Nah, it's nothing. Anyways, oh, crap! Sorry, I'm here, team!"

Another week passed. Though he had a few close calls, Buck didn't break and managed not to nut. Going into the final week, only half a dozen streamers remained, and of them, Buck was the biggest and most popular. While the other remaining contestants were all impressive in their own ways, Buck stood out thanks to the sag of his massive, pent-up balls.

Buck was in the shower rinsing soap from his antlers. His cock was somewhat soft for a change, but a thick stream of clear pre-cum continued to leak from the tip and soak into the fuzz around his very full sheath and, below, his balls. The massive orbs hung low, midway down his shins, almost to his broad black hooves. His muscular body was bigger than ever and he'd even lost a tiny bit of mobility in his arms thanks to how jacked his arms were after three weeks of training.

Working out was the only way he made it through the past few days. He had to exhaust himself completely, but the SynTech Nutrition Lab meals were so well-designed as performance fuel that his stamina was nigh endless. The big deer's bulk just grew and grew as though he were on the strictest of training regimens. The past two days even drew a few complaints as some in the chat said all he did was work out and didn't even talk anymore.

At least nobody would complain about watching the muscular himbo deer's growing bulk showing off in the shower. Fortunately, the place was built with his size in mind, so the jacked male didn't have to struggle too much despite the newly acquired thickness in his arms and legs. His calves and thighs had to be strong enough to carry around the massive set of nuts hanging below his perpetually half-hard maleness.

Once done with the shower, Buck made his way back to the familiar spot in front of the main camera, where he settled into his comfortable chair with his huge balls hanging right down to touch the floor between his hooves. He'd only just gotten settled in when he heard footsteps outside. There was a knock at the door and Buck's nostrils flared at the telltale scent of his mate. His whole body shivered with desire and need as he looked over.

"Okay, chat, I was about to say good morning, but I think that's my coffee."

Despite the overwhelming size of his pent-up balls, the deer's powerful himbo body hauled them around easily. They swung over his thighs as he walked to the door and opened it with his half-hard length leading the way.

"Good morning, Buck!"

A familiar smiling blue face greeted the deer. Buck accepted the large coffee mug from Yolk, then took a sip gratefully. His eyes looked down and his hips moved side to side just a little, causing his half-hard length to swing tantalizingly close to the bulge of Yolk's erection in Bazyn's belly. The fox squirmed and moaned, wriggling as his hips clenched around the very base of the huge monkey dick.

"G-g-gooood m-morn-haaaing, Buck!" Bazyn gasped. The fox's lidded eyes stared hungrily at the big and muscular deer. "Fuuuuck, you look so hot, Buck..."

Buck's cock throbbed dangerously and a splatter of pre-cum hit the fox's rotund white belly.

"Nfff! Sorry, Bazyn, I'll talk to you later, babe! Yolk, keep taking good care of him!"

The door slammed shut before another splatter of musky pre-cum soaked the inside of it. Buck shuddered. He'd been so close to simply joining in, contest be damned... his cock ached so bad and the need to cum rose within him, but he wanted to win... struggling with the competing desires, Buck retreated to working out and playing video games to get through the next two days. He barely slept, napping in the chair instead for fear of cumming in his sleep. Bazyn visited him while not getting his tailhole wrecked by the stud they'd hired, which helped pass the time as they talked and watched movies together from opposite sides of the room (to avoid any accidents).

Five days left in the competition. Buck wasn't sure he'd make it. There were only three other streamers left and the big prize was too good to pass up, but...

The undersides of the enormous orbs draping down Buck's brown-furred legs reached all the way to the floor and then some. The huge himbo had to spread his hooves apart to make room for them lest he squeeze them too much and propel a few dangerously pleasurable ropes of pre-cum from his aching cock. His balls were truly massive now and hid most of his legs despite how muscular they looked. He'd always had muscles, but after a month on the SynTech Nutrition Labs meal plan, he was sure he'd added at least 20 percent more than when he started. Maybe even more than that.

Some people in the chat speculated that it was related to not cumming for so long, but at this point, Buck wasn't about to stop. Working out felt too good. He kept increasing the weights, impressing the chat, as his height reached almost eight feet total. Well over 300 pounds and closing in on four, the impressive deer's taut brown and cream hide stretched around the ridiculously detailed curves and dents made by the fibers below. His pecs were massive, each slab of meat almost a yard across. They bulged outwards, and when he flexed, the tenseness caused ripples and furrows in his creamy chest fur. His abs were similarly jacked, deep with valleys and grooves where every batch of muscle was so well formed it showed clear through the soft white fuzz.

Of course, the himbo's hard abs weren't seen much as his arousal obscured much of his stomach. It was always big, but now it was really big, and the tip reached almost to his collarbone while adding a substantial amount of girth. His sheath couldn't contain it all, and even when he was rarely soft over the past few days, a good portion of it hung outside while drooling constantly. The urge to stroke himself was alarmingly strong, to the point he was even thinking about tying his wrists to something as he slept.

Four days left. He did a marathon video game session, barely chatting or even eating, in order to stave off the arousal he felt in his growing balls.

Three days left. Yolk and Bazyn appeared with snacks and distractions every few hours. Fortunately, he didn't feel a swelling of lust whenever he saw his mate's throat or belly stuffed with monkeydick anymore because he was constantly at full arousal.

Two days left. The second to last streamer failed in the morning - Buck saw chat discussing the mess made. The other streamer failed that night, just before midnight.

On the final day, Buck stood alone in the contest. All the remaining viewers tuned in for the final day as the hype on the website grew just like the himbo deer's swollen nuts.

He was too big for his gaming chair, so instead the huge hunk sat on the edge of his bed, which he was much too tall for now when lying in. It worked much better as a sort of backless stool, and he leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, controller in hands, as he tried to distract himself in the morning with some gaming.

It wasn't quite working. Morning wood struck again, and his stiffy jerked and throbbed against his massive pecs. His balls flattened across the floor, bigger and fuller and rounder than ever. There wasn't much sag in them - they were completely taut.

"Hey, chat, is there a color more blue than blue?" Buck asked. "I'm almost scared of what's gonna happen when I finally get to cum..."

The deer's lips spread in a grin as his huge erection throbbed and then jerked, releasing a splurt of warm, clear pre-cum, one of many produced thanks to his morning wood.

"Sixteen hours left... will I make it?" Buck asked, half to himself and half to the audience, now larger than ever just like his aching erection.

The anticipation made it worse. The hours passed by so slowly. Cold showers every hour helped, but not much. Watching television was too passive and left his hands to wander down his pecs and abs. Talking to Bazyn and Yolk through the door left too much to the imagination (and seeing the muscular blue monkey topping his mate so thoroughly would almost certainly set him off at this point).

So it was back to games and working out, just like the past week, though with a renewed sense of urgency that left him panting and exhausted after each set. Tips from chat poured in as the hours ticked down towards midnight.

"Almost... there..." Buck gasped. He couldn't do much but hunch forward on the sideways bed and try to ignore the desperate throbbing that pounded against the underside of the desk and caused a slight flood of pre across the floor. "Are you ready to... count... down?"

Site administrators, judges, and contest sponsors were all present in the stream as the final hour arrived. Buck spread out backwards on the bed and was mostly shown from the overhead camera as his huge pecs and deep abs flexed and clenched, causing furrows in his hide. His massive pink cock stretched from his hips and curved slightly to the left by the time it passed his plump, glossy pink nipple. The buck's massive balls hung over the side of the bed and spilled across the floor. They were massive, possibly too much for even the incredibly muscular deer to hand with just two arms alone, even arms with biceps as big as his. Buck's arms were so big he'd lost a bit more mobility and couldn't quite get his hands to grasp together behind his back anymore, though it was really the size of his swollen balls that posed the most trouble when it came to travel. And not from the significant weight of his musky orbs, but from the feeling of his knees and thighs grinding into them with each step.

The minutes ticked by. Buck grinned and listened to a steady stream of automated message reading as donations and tips poured in as pre-cum poured out from the flexing tip of his massive cock that matched his overall growth nicely, though it would take something many tens of times larger to look proportionate above a pair of balls that were bigger than two of those giant oversized bean bag chairs.

"One... one minute left!" Buck gasped. His aching cock jerked, fountaining pre-cum hard enough to skip off the mattress and drizzle down the other side. "Fuuuuuuuck... oh, fuck, it's so full..."

Forty-five seconds. Buck's fingers tore holes into the mattress as he resisted the urge to grab his cock.

Thirty seconds. His legs spread, trying not to touch his roiling, fat, churning nuts.

Fifteen seconds. The chat scrolled so fast that the donation counter broke.

Ten. Buck's eyes rolled into the back of his head.

Five. The deer's tongue fell out and his biceps bulged. His thighs tensed and his pecs twitched left, right, left, right, bouncing faster than ever before with so many more pounds of deer meat to go with them. Gallons of pre-cum sprayed from his overexcited, pent-up malenes like water shooting through a crack in a dam.

Three. The door to the bedroom opened. Yolk peered inside. The monkey's fat arousal was, as usual, plunged to the hilt in Bazyn's tight rump, forming a significant bulge in the fox's white stomach fur. Bazyn's arms gripped at Yolk's forearm, which was wrapped around his shoulders to keep him upright.

Two. Buck turned his head and saw Bazyn. Eyes wide, nostrils flaring, he suddenly sat bolt upright. His muscles tensed, bulging bigger and thicker than ever, and stood. The camera views changed as he somehow moved his entire bulk so quickly he was like a blur.

One. The deer took one big step forward. Bazyn's eyes widened, bulging, as he watched his himbo deer mate approaching at his absolute biggest size ever, which was really saying something. Yolk's smirk grew and his long, prehensile tail curled into loops behind him with anticipation.

Zero.

The chat broke and admin-only messages flooded in instead to congratulate Buck on winning the contest. In addition to the tips and donations through the stream, the prize money was quite significant. At the moment, though, Buck didn't care a single bit about any of that, and the cameras automatically focused on him approaching the fox and monkey.

He wanted only one thing and he wasn't going to wait even one more second longer than he had to.

Bazyn's legs splayed outwards as the huge deer's biceps flexed. With his palms wrapped around the fox's calves, the horny deer was more than happy to share the moment. Bazyn's eyes bulged even more when he realized what the hugely endowed male intended.

"Buck, the streaaaahhhhmmmmmmmffffffffffrrrrrrhhhhhh..."

Camera views showed Bazyn's belly distending and stretching as his apparently elastic hips somehow accommodated the deer's massive arousal in addition to the already very sizable monkey dick inside. Yolk leaned forward, and Bazyn's entire body almost disappeared between the mountains of deer and monkey muscle combined. Bazyn's head tipped up, and his words ended in a muffled moan of bliss. Buck's muzzle pushed down into the fox's. Their tongues met and lips locked. Squirming desperately but unable to move, Bazyn's cock erupted again and again into the groin of the buck as the huge male worked his thickness deep, matching the muscular monkey's depth.

Both immense, hard cocks throbbed against each other, urethra to urethra, inside the stretched fox's belly. Bazyn's tail stuck straight out to the side like an arrow, completely rigid, as orgasm as orgasm kept his whole body twitching and clenching around the two huge erections.

That was the only thrust.

The fox's hips slammed down to the base, then his belly bloated. Yolk's smirk widened with surprise as he felt the pressure increase and couldn't help but follow along, though what he put out paled in comparison to the buck's long-held eruption.

The fox belly spread outwards, larger and larger, until the white fur hid most of Buck's chest. The first shot alone forced cum all the way through the fox, rinsing him completely, so that Buck got a good taste of it himself as he shoved his tongue down Bazyn's muzzle.

The second blast felt even better. Buck shuddered and moaned and grunted, fingers clenching into Bazyn's hips as the pressure of his eruptions threatened to pop the fox off like a cork from a champagne bottle. The fox filled out, growing into his beefy biceps and forearms. Fortunately, Yolk, who was also enjoying the pressure, was there to help keep him down. The monkey's fat arousal ached as he added to the mess. The feeling of the thick deer shaft twitching and spasming uncontrollably, all those healthy veins throbbing... it made Yolk feel all sorts of fun sensations as he double teamed the fox.

The servers nearly broke. Buck's cum shot splattered into his own muzzle from Bazyn's gushing throat before he pulled away from the fountaining twink fox, now bloated by two massive arousals and the biggest cum shot of Buck's life. His massive balls showed no signs of shrinking, though, even after the next few pulsing loads. Yolk's whole body shivered, tensing and flexing as he pumped deep. The pressure was unbelievable and his chest squeezed into the fox's backside as his hands slid around the bulge of his growing belly.

"Fiiiinnaaallly!" Buck groaned. "Ooooh, Bazyn, I've been needing this sooooo bad... nnnfffff!"

The fox's belly fattened again, visibly swelling as cum sprayed from his muzzle and nostrils, as well as the gallons flooded back out of his rump past the huge shafts buried within. Dozens of pounds of thick maleness shifted together, rubbing and throbbing and teasing inside the small fox's belly, only adding to Buck's overwhelming pleasure.

The website's servers worked overtime to support the rapidly increasing viewer count as the enormous himbo deer's huge biceps surged. His arms shifted, moving from Bazyn's narrow, lean shoulders to wrap around Yolk's sturdier, muscular body instead. Yolk's eyes popped open as he felt the huge hands pull him in even tighter for a moment, then push him back. His pecs smooshed up up against the big deer's chest, sandwiching the squirming fox as his belly slumped outwards on both sides.

Yolk's heavy thickness throbbed and spat, shooting stripes of white across the deer's shaft. Although originally Yolk was the bigger of the two, a month of swelling meant the big buck held the edge now. Despite that, one of Buck's hands swept down in between them and gripped the tip of the contract stud's meat, holding it in place as his hips lined up the head of his own shaft.

Cameras captured the scene from all angles: Yolk's trembling legs, his arching body, the rippling of muscle under his dense blue fur; Bazyn gurgling as waves of cum poured from his rump and muzzle in equal amounts; and Buck's pulled-back lips, teeth exposed, as he thrust forward, grinding his huge, aching, still-cumming cock forward. Yolk's muzzle dropped as he felt the unexpected pressure stretching his cock open. His hips shivered and his long tail stretched straight back out behind him before collapsing above his clenching glutes. Within a few seconds, he could feel the deer's powerful pulsing colliding with his own shots, but Yolk's balls were merely as big as Bazyn's head, whereas Buck's balls were as big as Bazyn entirely and then some. The amount of pressure supplied by those overly fertile nuts reversed the flow completely, and Yolk had to bite his lower lip as his trembling paws sunk down into Bazn's plump backside. The feeling of the fox's thighs scraping against the outside of his huge thickness as the beastly buck's even bigger cock forced his to stretch more and more sent all new waves of pleasure through his body.

Buck clenched his fingers as his bulging shaft docked deeper yet. His hips pumped, humping, grinding his way in. With each passing volley of orgasmic lust, the blue monkey's fat sac throbbed and stretched, rapidly swelling in size as the big deer deposited weeks of pent-up lust inside. It was hard to see exactly what happened because of how Bazyn drained over top of everything, but as Yolk's fat balls surged outwards, inflating like water balloons attached to a fire hose being rapidly turned on and off, it was clear the muscular monkey was in for more than he bargained for.

The chat was just a blur. Donations poured in, more than at any point in the past month. None of the three noticed, especially not Bazyn, who found himself forcefully pumped dry as the two huge males squeezed together again from their shoulders to their hips. Buck's massive cock rooted itself to the base of Yolk's shaft as Bazyn drained rapidly between their flexing pecs and abs. Buck grunted, shuddering as his vast balls pulled taut, gradually and slowly shrinking just a bit at a time, almost slow enough not to notice. Waves of jizz poured down the buck's pelt, soaking his fur to the skin, as he shifted and humped, swinging them forward into Yolk's rapidly growing pair.

Yolk closed his eyes and grit his teeth. His tail wrapped around the base of his cock and balls and squeezed, stroking upwards with enough pressure to make sure the big deer felt it as well. Another few pulses of warm, pent-up buck love fattened the monkey's balls further before the big deer slowly dragged his hips backwards. Both of the himbo's huge arms moved to grasp at Bazyn's rump cheeks, spreading his plump backside wide and exposing his well-used hole. The fox's tail flicked weakly as he sagged into the big male's chest.

There was no pause, just a single fluid motion as the overstimulated himbo popped his erupting cock free of Yolk's shaft and straight into the twink fox's tight backside. Both partners let out moans, and Yolk's tail rapidly stroked across his huge, veiny shaft, teasing the tip as he thrust his hips. All the thick jizz pumped into his balls came surging back out, sending even more over-the-top pleasure signals to his inundated brain. Yolk's jaw dropped as he painted the fox's backside with the fifth or sixth coat of jizz before falling backwards onto his rump. His legs spread around his huge balls as both paws desperately worked the smooth, taut flesh, teasing out load after load of rich, musky spunk.

"Fuuuuuuck," Yolk groaned as the thick shaft pulsed against his belly and pecs. "That was the best tip I've had in a while."

He slid his paws down his throbbing shaft to his sac, still quite oversized compared to normal. Chat posted furiously, wondering who the studly blue male was and how they could contact him, while others focused on the himbo deer's ravenous assault on the fox's booty. Though still nowhere near as large as the rampaging himbo, Yolk's balls swung well past his knees as he stood back up with a grunt. Meanwhile, Buck turned Bazyn on his side and was balls deep, forcing the small male's stomach to spread larger and larger until it was easily larger than the bed behind them. The small fox's muzzle leaked like a faucet as his paws spread and kneaded what small parts of his stretched out, cum-filled body he could reach. Buck, meanwhile, worked his cock out only to surge back in, each time delivering dozens of gallons of pent-up seed into the much smaller vulpine figure. Both made all sorts of noises amidst the gurgling, churning, and slumping of big-on-big action.

Yolk winked at the camera before giving a quick wave, then slid out of view and headed for the door. The monkey decided it was best to allow the two lovebirds a little alone time after being separated for so long. The muscular monkey disappeared through the door, his job as a stud done after a long and pleasurable month spent mostly inside the fox's tight throat or ass.

Buck and Bazyn kept going, making enough noise to rock the whole house behind him. The blue monkey's fat cock swung across his thighs as he collected his phone and pulled on a pair of tight black shorts that kept his enormous cock nice and tight against the inside of his thigh. Both of his recently swollen orbs stretched outwards, fully outlined. Each fat ball was bigger than his own head and almost were big enough to make his huge half-hard length look tiny in comparison.

Once outside, Yolk opened his phone and checked his messages. He listened with half an ear to the sound of Buck roaring, Bazyn squealing, and seed gushing from inside the house. With balls that plugged up with jizz, the buck was gonna spend the whole night milking himself dry at this point. Probably wasn't even possible to drain in a single day, or two days, even. Yolk grinned as he scrolled his messages. There were several more stud requests than he'd expected - Bazyn must have put in a good review.

Yolk's huge dick flexed in his tight shorts. The shirtless monkey's blue chest fur bulged as he bounced his pecs, then clenched his abs and biceps, stretching himself out. His heavy balls squeezed in tight as the familiar lustful urges ramped up again despite having so recently had his fill of tight fox bottom. Just like in the gym, though, Yolk liked to work hard.

As he left the house, he was already messaging his next potential client - they were looking for a stud for a week-long bachelor's party at a spa an hour outside of the city. Yolk's lips curled, showing off his teeth, as he took a few quick selfies of his pecs, belly, and bulge to send to the client, especially his overfilled balls, which he could easily fully drain with a week of eager muzzles and rumps at a remote, isolated mountain top spa.

From the house, a piercing howl and a deep bellowed roar followed the monkey down the sidewalk as he ambled towards his car parked a bit further down the street, followed by an audible gurgling gush.

Yolk licked his lips, half-tempted to rejoin the fun and see if the big buck could drain his balls in a single night after all... but then again, for a contract stud like him, his duty to the next booty took priority.

The end