Guys Night Out
George has a Night out with the guys
Guys Night Out - M/M, M/F - Oral/Anal/Caressing/Cheating - June 03, 2012 Written by Afril Edited by Chaos Blackwing (cl) The Gay Furry Association
George has a night out with the guys
"Going out Hun... Shouldn't be too late, but don't wait up." Edie reached up and held her husband's head as he kissed her cheek. Like she was going to wait up for him to come back... Drunk, singing some stupid thing or another. But he didn't grope her (She wished!) or barf on the carpet. Right into the shower, then sliding in beside her with a loving *Squeeze* on her rear, a kiss on her cheek, and a 'Love ya'. No female scent on him, Just male and beer and soap. She laughed about it with the other wives, when they got together for coffee - None of the males were 'Cheating' with another female... Another Guy? 'Yeah baby, That was Great!' George? Please... His idea of kinky was doing it in the shower - Muzzle to muzzle, of course... Ugh!
Most of them Dreamed their hubbies would cheat... It would give them something new to argue about. When they were first married, it was 'Nothing good on tv - Wanna fight? Sure!' And why? Because make-up sex is really, really good! Now, it's 'Sorry, Dear. Try not to do it again.' With a kiss on the cheek. They even discussed 'swapping' - Hah! Mark's dick was bigger than John's, Fred had the cutest ass... And Missionary or All-Fours was B.O.R.I.N.G! Oral?
'You really don't have to do that, Hun...' Maybe I Want to do That! Maybe I want to gnaw on your cock, and squeeze your balls and stick a finger up your ass - Like when everything was wild and exciting. Oh yeah - Anal...
'Anniversary's coming up, dear. What would you like?' How about you toss me over the arm of the couch and butt-fuck me until I can't even scream into the pillow!
'That's nice, Dear.' And they'd kiss their wives on their forehead, thinking of yet another piece of jewelry. Aaaaaah! Worse, it wasn't any different on the other blocks either... Of the 50 odd houses, there were 4 'Confirmed Bachelors' (They weren't married - Yet). 6 Same-sex partners - The 'scandal' died pretty quickly when the wives found out that their male counterparts had it just as bad... And then there was Matre.
There wasn't a female in the Sub-Division who hadn't tried to seduce Matre. They cried on his shoulder. They laughed at his silly jokes. They went to Him for advice about males... He Couldn't be a fagg - He was handsome but not a stud. He wasn't a 'mule', but he was built well enough to make many a fem drool - And not shy about going nude in the back-yard either... He didn't mince or swish or giggle. He never got drunk enough to reveal who the band around his finger was for, and there were no pictures in the house - Not even in the bedroom, as snooping noses could attest to.
Whenever they prodded their mates about him, all they got was, 'I hope you will love me for as long... I know I will love you.' That got the waterworks going... And Missionary wasn't so bad - Hubby always made sure they got off first.
* * * *
Once a month the males bundled up and went out together. The one time a 'spy' was sent in, she watched them converge not at a bar or a motel... But a bowling alley! They had a set of lanes that they used, drank beer, ate food they weren't supposed to... And while they patted the waitress' rear every now and again, they pretty much ignored the 'bar-bait' that hung out by the video machines. Oh they looked... A head would turn, a thumb would jerk towards something in just enough covering to be called 'legal', and they would whisper something... Then laugh as someone would get up to toss a gutter-ball - 'I wasn't watching the pins...' made them laugh even harder. And even though they walked past all those sirens on the way to the male's room, none of them so much as blinked.
They might stop a moment on the way back... 'Hey - You're so-and-so's daughter. How's your mom doing? Yeah, we went to school together. You look a lot like her. Tell her I said Hi.' And off the male went, back to his friends, leaving a stream of growls and sighs and giggles from the younger generation.
And when the last game was over, they returned to the lot to slap butts and backs and palms with promises of 'whipping your sorry butt next time'. And one by one, they drove off... That is except for a dozen or so. They waited until the others had left, then nodded to each other. Each of the drivers left at a different time, took a different route, all ending up at the same house. They opened a gate, vehicles disappearing into the run-down parking-lot. While the others re-locked the gate, one of the males went over to the house to check on the caretaker. The older male was doing fine, thanked the panther for the beer, and grinned. He had an idea what went on in the concrete building - But he wasn't about to get up and see. He had smoked herbs and let off steam when he was younger - Long as they didn't set off any explosives, or pop off a few rounds, he didn't much care.
None of the husbands had guns, nor explosives - Although they sometimes had fireworks, for special occasions. Inside the 'abandoned warehouse' was a beer-tap, a set of beds, most big enough for two, but a couple that could hold all of them. There were also chains and harnesses and shelves full of 'items' made of black leather. What would have surprised the wives more, was every male stripped and neatly hung his clothing up. There were even spares should someone be a little too eager and rip his friend's shirt off. And even though they partnered off, caressing each other's naked bodies, kissing and stroking their hard cocks - They didn't consider themselves 'Lovers'. They weren't Cheating... They loved their wives. Instead of camping out, these males got together once a month to have sex - Sometimes more often, when things got a little too heated at home or at work. They had their favorite partners, but everybody had been with everybody at least once.
* * * *
George sighed as he stood in one of the shower stalls, holding Trian's shoulders. The rabbit barely came up to his wide chest, and yet was sliding on his thick, 13-inches of bear-meat with barely a twitch of that cute tail. He had already been hilted in his friend's hot ass twice, cumming so hard he damn near blacked out. Now, he was taking his time, feeling the smooth passage moving on him like a second skin... Fingers gripped his butt, making his own stubby tail wag.
Trian was one of those 'Bachelors' everybody talked about. He just hasn't found the right female... Hah! George didn't think much about it - Until the male made a semi-drunken pass at him at a holiday party. The rabbit had made passes at pretty much everybody, so he just shrugged it off. That was until the bear excused himself to take a leak. For some reason he always found the pants with the stubborn zipper. Growling, he un-snapped them and let them fall, grunting with pleasure as he let go. As he shook the last drops off his short sheath he heard a gasp. The shower-curtain moved and Trian stood there, gaping at his crotch.
"Wow... You're hung!" The male stepped out of the tub and walked over to cup his ball-sack. And caress the hairless skin. And rub it, and kiss it... Unnnf - His wife didn't kiss his balls like that! Soft lips explored the smoothness, furry cheeks and twitching nose slid over them as the rabbit nuzzled George intimately. Fingers gripped his ass, making the bear shiver, running a finger over one long trembling ear...
"So... You really meant that line about riding my cock into the dawn?"
Trian burst out laughing, setting back on his heels, and looking up the expanse of male. "Well... Yeah. If... If..."
Two things happened almost at once - A knock came on the door, and the bunny turned to be loudly sick in the toilet.
"It is going to be a minute..." George said to the door, holding the male's head as he retched again.
The answer was muffled as whoever it was retreated, probably remembering their college days.
"Thank you." came out of the smaller male as he stood, still a little shaky. George just pulled his pants up, chuckling at the disappointed look on his new friend's muzzle.
"You get cleaned up. I will see about getting you home." he gripped the cute bunny-ass, squeezing it firmly, getting a moan... And stifling one himself. Drunk, smelling of sick and he Still wagged that butt so hot it burned the bruin's hand.
"Hun, I am going to drive Trian home... Do you want me to come back for - No, I may be a while, he looks a little green. You sure now?" He cupped her head and kissed his wife - For once on the lips. Bastard! Not a thought in his head about leaving her here with all these hunks... He might get a Little jealous sometimes, damn his hide! The one time they discussed it, he took her hands and said, "If I wasn't already married to you, *I* would be tempted... How can I fault another guy for wanting to lay beside your perfection."
Damn bear! The panthress sighed... Sure she had fantasies - Most of them quickly squashed when she got an eyeful at the last 'Sun-Party'. Nothing like seeing someone without clothing to turn lust for a male into sympathy for his spouse. She also felt pride as she watched her husband herd an obviously hammered rabbit down to their car, waving back as he blew a kiss at her. Plenty of husbands had crashed at their house... It had a spare room, perfect for sleeping one off - And for her to drool over a hot naked male with morning wood. Especially if they slept as soundly as George... More than one wife honed her oral skills on an out-cold male who Wasn't her mate.
* * * *
They had barely gotten inside the door before the rabbit was naked and kneeling to undo the bears' pants, moaning as he rubbed his short muzzle all over the big ball-sack.
"Triannnn..." George managed as fingers caressed his fat nuts, holding them up so soft lips could kiss them again and again.
"You don't know how long I have wanted to do this..." The bear groaned as a tongue invaded his sheath, making his cock swell and slide free to be held and caressed and panted over. That same tongue slid over every inch of his straining erection, making the tip leak pre copiously. The bunny just rubbed the sticky fluid along the shaft, popping the head into his mouth to drink it straight from the tap. A few head-bobs and Trian stood, turning to present his upturned tail to the big male.
"Fuck me..."
George grunted. He thought a good 'reward' for driving a drunk friend home would be some teasing and caressing a hot, naked rabbit before he tucked the male in. He would grin at having had some 'illicit fun' with another male as he drove home... But this!
"Are you... Sure?"
Hah! The horny male was up on his toes, and had the slick cock-tip wedged between the furry cheeks, and was doing his best to get it stuffed inside. Then the sobs started...
The bear turned his friend and grabbing the firm ass, lifting Trian up to hold him. Arms went around his neck, and the male cried on his shirt, even as the sexy rump wriggled in his grip, making George shake his head.
"Do you always cry when your butt is played with?" got a giggle and a 
staining the tear-streaked cheek. He stepped out of his pants, and carried the rabbit down the hall.
George chuckled... Half a dozen floor plans, yet the bathroom was always the 'First Door on the Right'. Undoing his shirt, the bear let Trian slide down his still-hard cock, and to the floor, getting a moan as it slid between the soft cheeks, pushed the tight nut-sack upwards... Then rubbed against a smaller, but still nice version that jutted from the rabbit's legs.
The male turned and rinsed his muzzle out in the sink, pressing himself back against the naked bruin. He moaned when the big hands slid over his chest, teasing his nipples. Rubbed his belly, caressed his sides... Gripped his butt, squeezing the firm mounds, making the bunny arch and come up on his toes as a thumb teased his tail. He moaned louder when George nibbled on the back of his neck, his dick slapping his belly, dribbling pre all over it.
Yet he *blushed* and nodded at a whispered, "Bedroom", leading the bruin down the hallway. He managed to half-fall onto the bed, laying flat for a moment, before raising his hips and wriggling his rear. The big male shivered himself, thinking of his wife for a moment... The smell of rut and lust and need, along with those so soft eyes imploring him, made the bear move to the bed and bending over he nibbled on the wagging bunny-butt. Trian arched up as his dick was stroked on, shoving his butt back against the strong teeth, shivering every time the cool nose prodded his winking hole.
"Please...." he moaned, wanting to be taken. Then he screeched as a big finger invaded his pucker, slipping into his already slick passage.
"Well... Do you always keep yourself lubed, or were you hoping to get laid?"
The smaller male shivered, pushing back until the palm gently slapped his cheeks, the finger wriggling inside him. Gods! He almost came just from the teasing... When George pulled his hand away, the rabbit quickly rolled onto his back, lifting his legs.
"Please - Fuck me."
He shivered as the huge cock pressed against his tail-hole... Then moaned loudly as it entered him slowly - Too slowly! He rubbed his thighs against the big hips and shoved back.
"Harder," he growled, wriggling his rump, squeezing the thick inches already inside him.
George shivered as long legs slid over his rump, pushing him even deeper into the hot male's tight passage. He tried to hold back, but not even his wife compared to this moaning, panting creature who rode his erection until he could no longer see. Gripping the bed, he pounded the bunny-butt under him, too far gone to do much but hold on as he blew quite a large load deep into the rabbit's ass, barely able to keep from collapsing.
* * * *
Trian panted, nuzzling against George's chest as he slowly returned to his body. He had streaked the brown belly with lots of cum, and there was a good amount sloshing around inside him, still warm and sticky.
"Thank You..." he managed, putting both hands up to hold the big jaw and kiss his friend. With the sick washed from his muzzle, Trian's breath was sweet, as was his lips and George devoured them.... Mmmmmmm, someone knew how to kiss!
They lay together until the bear's thick cock softened and slid back in it's furry holder, making the rabbit sigh softly.
"Anytime you need a ride home, call me, ok?"
The bear tucked Trian in and with another soft kiss on his new lover's muzzle, he retrieved his clothes, returning to the car.
* * * *
Edie awoke to the sound of the washing machine. She got up, and walked out to find her husband - Naked, reading some sports magazine. Didn't even have the decency to look at Porn... Well, some of the athletes were hot. He smelled of soap, and not much else...
"Didn't want to wake you hun..." He waved at the machine. "At least we made it out of the car before he got sick."
The panthress stifled a laugh as she saw the plastic trash bag by his feet. Bastard had probably driven home naked so 'Her' car wouldn't stink. She wished it Did - To be able to shove one's nose into the fake leather, knowing those fat, leathery balls had been rubbing the edge, sweat dripping onto the carpet... But no. It would smell 'Spring Fresh', or 'Autumn Mist', or whatever can was closest on the shelf. He hardly even farted in there - Hells, when the 'She-Pack' was in it, they let got with gusto, shrieking laughter as fingers clawed for the power-window toggles.
Males had gym bags. Females had Don Jose's.
"How is he?" She could smell rabbit on his neck, and it didn't take this long to drive someone home.
"Sleeping..."
Hah! George had 'That Look' - Males Don't Cry. Cut their leg off, smash their thumbs, whack themselves in the 'nads with a fencepost... 'I'm Fine. It's just a scratch...' She stopped the machine.
"You have clean ones for work, I will do laundry tomorrow." Any clues the fabric might have held were long gone by now anyway. And getting information from her husband was like arguing with a statue - Bastard didn't even mumble in his sleep! At least he slept nude... There was nothing like waking to find something hard and thick shoved between her cheeks, or rubbing her belly, dripping pre... Roll him onto his back, wrap your tits around it and go to town. Swallow any evidence, and if hubby should wake, you are chastely on your side of the bed.
All the better to reach over and squeeze their shaft... "Somebody was having a good dream - Who was she?"
Of course you can't laugh as they turn beet red, and stammer something stupid... You just shake your head and roll over, leaving them with their - Problem. Which you helped them with before getting out of bed, of course.
* * * *
The bunny rubbed his head against the big chest, bringing George back to the present. "Problem, Lover?"
"Yeah," the bear moaned as his friend pressed that too sexy butt against his crotch, squeezing his dick. "Edie's on another 'kink' routine." That got a snicker from everyone within ear-shot. "I don't mind fooling around, but I am afraid I will hurt her. I don't know how she could take me back there - Hells, I don't know how You do it!"
Trian grunted, coming up on his toes to shove the last inch of bear-cock in. "Practice... Lube. A little cock-worship doesn't hurt either."
*Amen!* chorused the other bottoms in the room.
"You... *Unnffff* buy her an 'Aide'. When she's ok with that, you buy her a longer one. Maybe you get a friend to help... Then you can see if she can take you." It always sounded so simple when Trian explained it. The rabbit moaned and gripped George's butt a little harder, a strong hand making him spray cum on the wall yet again - It was washable.
Ever since that first time, the male had found any number of excuses to get George over to his house. Rule Number 1 - No Motels. Just about every house had a basement - Which had been turned into a Male-Den. Sound-proofing, beer keg in the fridge, Big tv... The works. There was always a 'secret' room with it's stash of porn. The wives had their own stashes - Males could barely Find a clothes hamper, let alone dig to the bottom of one! The funny part was the magazines were pretty much the same - Hot, nude males showing All they had.
But the best one was - The Lawn Mower. It was a relic. Ancient... Always needing to be worked on. Trian said he got it so he could get some exercise - He got plenty of exercise taking the big bear-cock all the way up his ass. George would show up in the morning, and they would go to the garage, lift the door. Get the engine firing and rattling and belching smoke until it died a few moments later. Then the fans kicked out the fumes, and the door closed again. Anybody passing by could hear the grunts and groans and know the guys were working on Something mighty hard. They would share a couple of beers on the porch, before the bear shrugged, and made some comment about how they Almost had it going.
Trian would reply, 'Yeah... Next time for sure.' They would shake hands and George would go home again. He didn't mind helping the rabbit out, and the sex was always great.
More than once he had to fetch the male from some bar in 3-sheets land. Drive him home, sit with the rabbit while Trian cried into his chest, holding his friend. Then he got the bunny undressed, into the shower, then into bed. A hand patting his face, a soft, 'Please', and the bear slid out of his own clothing, laying beside the male. It never lasted long as Trian would turn onto his back and lift his legs so George could settle between them. Caressing those long, sexy legs and hearing the male beg to be taken, only made him harder for some reason. It always amazed the bruin how easily his cock slipped into the hot rabbit-ass, yet how tight it was around his girth as he pushed deeper into the moaning male.
Then it was two animals rutting... Trian didn't want a tender, love-making session - He wanted to be fucked rough and hard. He wanted to feel a huge cock slam into his guts again and again. He wanted to hear the male grunt and gasp over him as fingers left bruises on his ass from squeezing it so hard. Slow and gentle was for another time. Now, all he wanted was to be pounded like a sex-toy, made to cum and be cum in... And George always delivered.
* * * *
The bear pulled out of his friend with a grunt. The rabbit turned the water on and washed the fat cock off, before sucking on as much as he could get in his muzzle, making George gasp and moan and cum yet again. He sighed, looking at the clock. "It's getting late... Guess I will pack it in for tonight." The other husbands and Lovers were also hitting the showers, and dressing. They kissed, promising to meet again next month about the same time.
A short drive later, George kissed Trian again before squeezing his ass. The rabbit sighed and got out, walking up to his modest house. As the bear watched the Hot-As-Sin butt wag, he thought of his wife again... Maybe he could drop a hint that the bunny wouldn't mind coming over for cards and drinks sometime - Just the 3 of them. Maybe she would like to watch him and the bunny doing Male-things together... A finger in his ass, a finger in her ass. George laughed, finding himself getting hard again at the thought of pounding his lover's butt while Trian pounded his wife.
That was for later - Now he had to spill some warm beer on his shirt, and pretend to be drunk so he would have an excuse to shower again and get the last lingering scent of male off him. He could have done so at the 'Club', but he enjoyed his Lover's scent too much to wash it off until the very last moment he had to. Stepping into the house, the bear smiled at his wife, who was waiting up for him. He kissed her cheek, patted her rear, and ambled off towards the shower, grinning at the thought of her finding a box with an 'anal-probe' in the back seat of the car.
First a toy, then his finger, then maybe Trian's cock... And finally his own between her cheeks. He never told her, but there were times he Wished he caught her in bed with another guy - Just so he could Rest sometimes! A wash, a quick dry and he lay beside her, doubting he would be allowed to sleep in. If it wasn't House-chores, it was Wife-chores. Ah well...
* * * *
The panthress stifled a gasp as she felt a thick finger part her cheeks and tickle her 'rosebud'. What was... The finger pressed harder on her anal-ring breaching it and sliding inside with hardly any trouble. Edie had been riding her favorite dildo, while watching a gay porn dvd, wishing one of the males was pounding Her ass... But Hubby was sloshed, and as usual, kissed her, then went to shower. She sighed, and went to bed as well, hoping to dream of her husband's big cock thrusting into her rump. She bit a knuckle to keep the moan in as the bruin's digit thrust in and out of her rump going completely to the strong hand that slapped her butt... She was - She was...
She orgasmed Hard, biting her pillow to keep the scream in. Gods, and she hadn't even touched her nipples! Panting, feeling the finger thrust a few more times into her, she shivered... Then the big bag of fur growled, "7 - 10 split." And yanked his finger out of her ass.
What?! The feline barely made it to the shower before she screeched laughter, shaking her head. Her rump throbbed, wanting that big finger back in it. Her nipples were sensitive and she moaned as she teased one, rasping her tongue across the other. She thought a moment... Then washed, dried and got her hubby up, guiding his rump into the second bedroom. In the morning he would ask her if he was snoring too loud - Again. And she would tell him no, she had an accident. Then he would fuss over her for a while until she chased him out to eat Breakfast and get started on the Weekend projects.
Edie growled as she caressed his 'serpent' - Maybe one of those chores was going to be a shower with his wife... Where she would show him she had been practicing her deep-throating skills. Stick a finger up His ass - Make him moan as she teased his prostate. Sexy bastard... She idly wondered about that rabbit - Trian. It was easy to see he had the 'hots' for George. Hell, half the damn neighborhood had the hots for her bear - If he would only look. Maybe he did Look... But he never touched because he didn't want to upset his wife.
Rrrrrrrffff.... She didn't know if she wanted to Kiss him, or kick him in his monogamous Nut-Sack! She pulled the covers over them and whispered in his round ear, "We need to find a lover."
* * * *
There are few things that will wake a male up faster than cold feet on his back, a strange noise in the house... And his wife saying she wants a - WHAT?!
"Hon?" She hadn't suddenly changed fur color, or gotten fat or anything he could See...
"You heard me... A Lover. Us - And don't give me 'That Look' either. It's going to have to be a male, because I am not into females. I'm Bored, alright? We are not getting any younger. We are probably not going to have cubs or kits... And I knew that when I married you - And Don't say I can be on Top once in a while or I will slap you with my tits."
George learned long ago, females cry. And when they cry, you hold them until they stop. "If it is what you wan... Mmmmf!"
The panthress shoved his muzzle between her breasts and slapped them back and forth. Then she started laughing at the absurdity of it all... 'Got anyone in mind?' made her laugh harder.
"I was thinking of getting Trian to stay with us for a couple of days... He has been hitting the bottle pretty hard lately and I thought maybe he could do with some company. I know he hit on you a couple of times, so I didn't know what you would - Ow!"
Edie hit her husband with her 'pillows' again. "He's hit on You more than me... So - You going to just Watch... Or are you going to help." She *Grinned* as his face got hot under her fingers. "You have My permission to touch - If I have yours... What?"
"He's... He's talked about your butt a couple of times. I can't blame him - You do have a sexy ass."
The feline laughed, but George could see the predatory side coming out. A dinner with wine. A few cocktails afterwords. And a naked rabbit in bed between them. She had wanted the shy bear to be hers - And she got him. She wanted a house in a nice neighborhood - And she got one. Seducing another male would be easy, compared to getting her lump of a husband to do anything Kinky...
"Call him tomorrow. I am sure he would like a nice supper, play some cards - If you 2 don't watch some dumb game or another." She sighed, stroking the bear's semi-hard dick. "I guess I could make some sandwiches, walk by in that tight skirt that You like so much."
George didn't quite groan as his wife leaned over to kiss his cock-tip, rasping it with her tongue. There were a couple of other males he knew who would keep his wife happy in bed. Maybe he would mention their names to her in passing... When he went camping or off to watch a game or something else she would much rather stay home than do.
He managed to get her away from his dick and against his chest. "Love you..."
She repeated it back, with a pinch on his butt that told him he was going to get it later. Hopefully much later... He yawned and idly wondered if he could pull another bowling reference out the next time he wanted to finger his wife's sexy ass. But that was all for Later... Right now, he had a hot wife snuggled against him. A soft bed to lay in and at least a couple of more hours to sleep.
The End