{"sf1_id":291693,"sf2_id":"GnDAQlp1","title":"Study Session (M wolf / M donkey)","author":"Vaille","words":1604,"posted_at":"2011-10-01T16:00:00.000Z","tags":["Canine","Cock","Cum","Donkey","Equine","Fingering","Gay","M/M","Wolf","dogcock","mutual masturbation","self-sucking"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/291693-study-session-m-wolf-m-donkey","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnDAQlp1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=291693\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"Typical gay-boi fantasy. \u0026nbsp;I've had it. \u0026nbsp;You may have had some variation of it yourself...\n\nEnjoy.\n\n* * *\n\nStudy Session\n\nby\u0026nbsp;\n\nVaille\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin sighed and tossed the textbook aside. \u0026nbsp;\"Man, this is such bullshit. \u0026nbsp;There're like what, 20, maybe 30, different species on this fuckin' test? \u0026nbsp;No way anyone's learn this shit.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTyler shrugged, thumbing his muzzle as he flipped through the pages of the review packet. \u0026nbsp;Felines and canines. \u0026nbsp;Equines, bovines and cervines. \u0026nbsp;Even cetaceans and pinnipeds. \u0026nbsp;\"No clue. \u0026nbsp;Definitely a lot here. \u0026nbsp;Too much...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey had met a couple years earlier during their freshman year of college and quickly became friends, despite the taboo of predator and prey socializing with one another.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Why the hell do I need to know about the reproductive systems of male avians? \u0026nbsp;Like, I've never even met an avian and never will,\" Kevin said. \u0026nbsp;\"Besides, their males don't even have cocks. \u0026nbsp;They have this funny thing...\" \u0026nbsp;The donkey wiggled a thick finger.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTyler rolled his eyes. \u0026nbsp;\"It's called a cloacal. \u0026nbsp;And it's not nearly as obnoxious as what some species have dangling between their legs. \u0026nbsp;Like equines.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin arched a brow at the wolf. \u0026nbsp;\"Oh, that so Mr. 6 Inches?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Fuck you,\" Tyler snorted-laughed. \u0026nbsp;\"You ain't never even seen it!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Don't need to. \u0026nbsp;I've screwed a number of dogs over the years.\" \u0026nbsp;A wink.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n_Dogs -_\u0026nbsp;male wolves. \u0026nbsp;\"Wait...what?\" \u0026nbsp;Tyler was flabbergasted. \u0026nbsp;\"You're-\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Queer?\" the donkey finished. \u0026nbsp;\"Yeah. \u0026nbsp;Don't really advertise it, though, but I trust ya, so...yeah....\" \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf shook his head. \u0026nbsp;Every single gay joke, every single gay slur he'd uttered in front of his friend, to his best friend...it all came rushing back. \u0026nbsp;\"Hey man, I'm sorry if I, you know, ever said anything-\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Dude, don't sweat it. \u0026nbsp;Not a big deal. \u0026nbsp;Really,\" Kevin said waving him off. \u0026nbsp;\"I'm butch. \u0026nbsp;Wouldn't expect you to pick up on it.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Yeah. \u0026nbsp;Well, still...sorry.\" \u0026nbsp;Kevin stuck the review packet inside the cover of his biology book. \u0026nbsp;Shook his head. \u0026nbsp;\"We're so screwed.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Not necessarily.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Hmm?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nA devious grin slipped across the donkey's mouth. \u0026nbsp;\"I can help you ace the section on the male equine reproductive system.\" \u0026nbsp;He loosened his belt. \u0026nbsp;Unfastened the buckle.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What the fuck are you doing?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Gonna help you study. \u0026nbsp;Whatcha think?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf face-palmed. \u0026nbsp;\"Oh my God, you are so not doing this...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShorts fell around Kevin's hooved feet, followed by his boxers. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTyler peaked through his fingers. \u0026nbsp;His friend had already dropped and was semi-erect. \u0026nbsp;\"Ok, I'm leaving.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin pounced. \u0026nbsp;Struggling, he dragged the wolf to his bed bed. \u0026nbsp;\"You're not going anywhere, doggie\" he said with a laugh. \u0026nbsp;Rolling onto his back with Tyler next to him, he pointed to the large sack between his legs. \u0026nbsp;\"These are called 'balls'. \u0026nbsp;C'mon, say it with me. \u0026nbsp;Balls.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You mean 'testicles.'\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Whatever.\" \u0026nbsp;He grabbed his cock above the base and tugged it. \u0026nbsp;\"This is the inner prepuce.\" \u0026nbsp;His hand drifted a higher, stopping at the flared ridge that ringed it half-way up. \u0026nbsp;\"And this, this is called a medial ring...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Dude, I'm straight. \u0026nbsp;You know that, right?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin shrugged. \u0026nbsp;\"You're studying me, not having sex.\" \u0026nbsp;He gave himself a squeeze and shuddered. \u0026nbsp;Began stroking. \u0026nbsp;\"I'm helping you...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"No, you're masturbating.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Like you don't.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"With other guys? \u0026nbsp;No, can't say I do. \u0026nbsp;And usually not at weird, random times. \u0026nbsp;Like now.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Do it.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Do what?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Jack off for me.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Hell no!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Dude, you're pent up. \u0026nbsp;You need to relax. \u0026nbsp;I'll give you a hand if you need it.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I'm not pent up,\" Tyler protested. \u0026nbsp;\"And I don't need a 'hand.' \u0026nbsp;You do remember that whole 'I'm straight' thing from like 15 seconds ago, right?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Close your eyes and pretend I'm a chick?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You are a girl.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe donkey thwacked his 14 inch erection against the palm of his hand. \u0026nbsp;\"Heh, this says otherwise.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Nope. \u0026nbsp;Still a girl...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Don't be a pussy, bro. \u0026nbsp;Do it. \u0026nbsp;I wanna see.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTyler sighed. \u0026nbsp;Keven was right - he was pent up, horny. \u0026nbsp;\"If anyone finds out about this...\" \u0026nbsp;His hands went to his fly, undid the button and unzipped the zipper. \u0026nbsp;A wiggle and a yank later, his pants were down to his knees. \u0026nbsp;\"Happy now?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin's tail flipped. \u0026nbsp;\"It's a start,\" he said as he eyed his friend's fuzzy bits. \u0026nbsp;He could smell the wolf's warm sex. \u0026nbsp;It filled his nose. He reveled in it.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTyler's paws settled at his sheath. \u0026nbsp;Began to massage. \u0026nbsp;Rubbed. \u0026nbsp;The tip of his penis peeped into view.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin cuddled next to him, watching. \u0026nbsp;Tyler was straight. \u0026nbsp;He respected that. \u0026nbsp;He would not touch his friend in any way that was awkward or unwelcome. \u0026nbsp;But that didn't mean that Tyler couldn't enjoy himself in his company. \u0026nbsp;Or that he in Tyler's. \u0026nbsp;Slowly, the donkey started to pump his hard, long shaft. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nFor Tyler, as for most males, masturbation was an incredibly intimate and personal activity. \u0026nbsp;He enjoyed it. \u0026nbsp;Grown to look forward to it as a reward after a long day of classes and labs. \u0026nbsp;That sensitive build up. \u0026nbsp;The wave of sticky, wet release followed by the onset of complete relaxation. \u0026nbsp;His gaze settled on the donkey next to him. \u0026nbsp;While Tyler had no doubts about his own sexuality, there was something appealing, even erotic, about seeing another male pleasure himself. \u0026nbsp;How or why, he had no idea. \u0026nbsp;What Tyler did know, however, was that his dog cock had grown rock hard. \u0026nbsp;As he gently fondled his knot, Kevin snaked an arm in under his shoulders. \u0026nbsp;\"I'll jack off and you can watch but you can't touch. \u0026nbsp;Deal?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin nodded. \u0026nbsp;Smiled. \u0026nbsp;\"Deal.\" \u0026nbsp;Tyler's eyes were a beautiful shade of gold.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTyler drew in a deep breath. \u0026nbsp;Gripped his shaft. \u0026nbsp;Thrust into his fist. \u0026nbsp;Tickled his balls. \u0026nbsp;His paw pads felt electric against his sensitive red flesh. \u0026nbsp;Within seconds, a drop formed at the slit in his tip. \u0026nbsp;It dribbled to the ridge of his dickhead before dripping onto the puff of white belly fur below his navel. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin kneaded his own member. \u0026nbsp;Unlike the Tyler, he didn't dribble pre; he gushed it. \u0026nbsp;Like a faucet. \u0026nbsp;The clear, slick fluid had already soaked his chestfur. \u0026nbsp;It ran down his side, wetting the sheets with a large, dark stain. \u0026nbsp;He watched the wolf pump himself. \u0026nbsp;An idea blew through his mind. \u0026nbsp;After a moment of indecision, he thought \"Fuck it...\" \u0026nbsp;Without warning, the donkey kicked his hooves into the air, up and over his head, planting them firmly against the wall overhead.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What the hell are- \u0026nbsp;Tyler stopped as he watched Kevin drop his hips, driving his donkey cock into his own muzzle. \u0026nbsp;A tingling sensation surged through the wolf's body. \u0026nbsp;His paw strokes quickened. \u0026nbsp;He gasped as his cock twitched, spurting clear fluid onto his soft belly. \u0026nbsp;Knot swelled. \u0026nbsp;His tongue lolled as he panted. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs the donkey sucked himself, his hand crept under his tail. \u0026nbsp;Pulled it aside, out of the way. \u0026nbsp;A finger teased the hole that hid beneath it. \u0026nbsp;Prodded. \u0026nbsp;Slid in and out. \u0026nbsp;The two fingers of Kevin's hand were at least as thick as Tyler's cock. \u0026nbsp;He slipped one into himself. \u0026nbsp;This time it stayed inside, pushing deep. \u0026nbsp;The gush of pre became a torrent. \u0026nbsp;Salty donkey juice coated the inside of his muzzle. \u0026nbsp;It leaked from the corners of his mouth. \u0026nbsp;His tongue licked the top of his cockhead. \u0026nbsp; Swirled around it. \u0026nbsp;Flitted across his cockhole, tickling.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTyler yanked at his knot with one paw-hand, pumped his shaft with the other. \u0026nbsp;\"Uh, uh, uh.\" \u0026nbsp;His eyes were squeezed tight, mouth drawn into a grimace. \u0026nbsp;Kevin shoved his finger even deeper into himself. \u0026nbsp;Found what he was looking for. \u0026nbsp;That sweet-spot. \u0026nbsp;He pushed against it. \u0026nbsp;Waves of pleasure tore through his body. \u0026nbsp;In his mouth, his cock went completely stiff. \u0026nbsp;His head flared. \u0026nbsp;The wolf bucked his hips, writhing violently. \u0026nbsp;\"Nngggggg! \u0026nbsp;Fuck!\" he yelled as his orgasm ripped into him. \u0026nbsp;Cum spurted from his cock in streams. \u0026nbsp;The first two shots flew past his head, splatting thickly against the wall. \u0026nbsp;The next hit him in the face. \u0026nbsp;Kevin poked his prostate again. \u0026nbsp;Instantly, he began squirting wad after wad of thick donkey cream into his muzzle. \u0026nbsp;His tongue lapped. \u0026nbsp;He swallowed. \u0026nbsp;Another pump. \u0026nbsp;Another mouthful. \u0026nbsp;Another swallow. \u0026nbsp;He sucked, cheeks puffed out by the flare of his cock. \u0026nbsp;The sensation was incredible. \u0026nbsp;The wolf jerked himself hard, coaxing a few final shots from his meat. \u0026nbsp;His knot was huge in his paw. \u0026nbsp;He squeezed it. \u0026nbsp;Moaned. \u0026nbsp;Kevin dropped his rear back to the bed. \u0026nbsp;The donkey shot one last time, the wad landing on his pillow. \u0026nbsp;He let go of himself and his his erection slapped wetly against his belly and chest. \u0026nbsp;Seed still leaked from his cock.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nBoth boys lay cuddled against one another, spent. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Told you...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What?\" Tyler said, huffing.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You were pent up.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Guess so.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin pushed the wolf's shoulder. \u0026nbsp;\"So you sure you ain't gay? Or at least bi? \u0026nbsp;Cuz what we just did wasn't exactly 'straight'.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Positive. \u0026nbsp;I'm all about boning the girls. \u0026nbsp;But that doesn't mean we can't do a bit \u0026nbsp;of 'male bonding' from time to time like we just did. \u0026nbsp;Just no touching the wolf bits...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKevin giggled as he reached over and fuzzed his friend between the ears. \"I love biology.\" \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n  \n  \n\n"}