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Hello, this is the first story I've been happy enough with the publish. I still have a long way to go in terms of writing skill but I hope you like it. please rate/comment/watch etc. if you do. If you find any editing errors (and I'm sure there are a few) please PM them to me. :>

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Taz traced a red furred paw in a circle around the rim of his glass. It had taken him a decent amount of work to order it, as the bartender was a wolf who didn't seem to speak a single word of English. The red panda had only been able to get his order across by pointing at the different bottles of liquor on the shelf behind the bar. At the very least, the drinking age in this country seemed to be more of a loose guideline than a law, and nobody had questioned his age. That or the bartender was just too distracted to care.

The place was nearly empty at this time of day, not that a hotel in a town like this ever got a respectable amount of patrons, and Taz found himself as only one of three people sitting at the bar. Down a few seats to his left was the object of the grey wolf bartender's attention, a depressed looking ringtail with her shoulders slumped over the bar. Taz had watched her nurse a beer for the last hour, occasionally making idle conversation with the bartender in the local tongue and flashing him a few halfhearted smiles when he tried to awkwardly flirt. She'd been sitting at the bar before Taz had arrived and he had tried to start a conversation with her, but she didn't speak English either. He hadn't had a conversation with anyone besides his business partner in days, and it was getting unbearably lonely.

The other patron was a red fox who had walked in only a few minutes ago. Taz kept stealing glances over at him, he looked to be about the same age, maybe a bit older, and was sipping his drink and looking around the bar every few minutes like he was expecting something. The fox was wearing a tight t-shirt and shorts in contrast to Taz's formal suit and tie, and Taz couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, the suit was hot and stiff in this desert weather. He would give anything to be able to dress in more comfortable clothes during work hours. Every once and a while the fox's gaze would linger on Taz for a few seconds, before flicking over to other things.

As he was side eyeing the fox, someone else entered the bar, a young raccoon with a big pack on his back. The raccoon walked right over to the fox Taz had been watching and exchanged a few words with him. He tried to snoop on the conversation a bit, casually flicking his ears in that direction, but he could only pick up a stray word or two. It took him a few seconds to realize that even if he couldn't tell what they were talking about, they were speaking English!

He couldn't pass up this opportunity for an honest to goodness conversation. He waited for the raccoon to leave, grabbed his drink and started walking over. Up close he could judge the fox's looks better, he was built lean and wiry like a runner. His body was squeezed into his clothes, and tufts of white fur stuck up out of the neck of his shirt. Russet red fur covered most of his body, with patches of creamy white along his stomach and painted onto the tip of his tail. The fox's shorts were tight enough to not leave much to the imagination, and Taz's muzzle watered at the idea of getting under that tail, but he knew the chances of that were too slim to even consider. It would be nice enough just to have a conversation.

He cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head with one paw. The fox jumped a bit and turned around to face him. Taz quickly filled the silence "Hey uh, did I just hear you speaking English?"

"Yeah," The fox's ears perked up a bit "I'm surprised to find another foreigner here, this isn't exactly a tourist town." His accent had a definite twang to it, not from the states, but still a native English speaker.

"Well, I'm not here visiting, I'm on business" Taz said, taking a seat next to the fox. He was glad the fox seemed as happy for the conversation as he was.

"I could've guessed that much by the way you're dressed." The fox pointed to Taz's suit. " I'm just passing through with a few friends on our way to the coast"

"You're traveling for pleasure and still ended up in a boring backwater town like this?"

"It's faster than going around the mountains. Besides, it can't be that bad. One of my friends just headed out looking for something interesting to do."

"The raccoon? Well good luck to him, I've been here for five days and so far there's nothing but factories and tumbleweed."

"Well he's got a talent for finding diamonds in the rough, but I'm content just sipping a drink and trying to forget we ever had to stop here." The fox moved his eyes down, examining Taz "What sort of business do you have around here? You look a bit young for a job with that kind of dress code."

"My dad's company gave me a summer job that involves traveling around a lot." Taz said suddenly self conscious about wearing his dad's slightly oversized suit, his ears folded back a bit as he looked down at his drink. "When I took the job I thought traveling would be a lot more glamorous though."

A grin crept across the fox's muzzle "It's definitely not as fun when you're not on your own schedule. Do you have any free time while you're here?"

It definitely seemed like the fox was flirting with him at this point, but you never know. Straight guys can go pretty far without what sorts of signals they're sending. Taz thought about it for a bit, sizing up the fox, trying to figure him out. The chance of a quick lay probably wasn't worth the embarrassment of getting turned down by a (probably) straight guy. He decided to give as subtle a hint as he could. "Well I'm on break for another half hour or so, then it's back to meetings and paperwork for miles."

"Well there are all sorts of fun things you could do in half an hour." The fox said putting an emphasis on 'fun things' that erased all doubt in Taz's mind. Goddamn foxes, always toying around with people.

"Yeah, maybe you're friend out there has found something already, we could join him."

"Maybe he found an old abandoned factory to explore."

"Or maybe there are some cool local restaurants we could try out."

"There could be a strange country store with all sorts of trinkets and local stuff to buy."

"We could go for a long walk to see the scenery, if you can call it that around here."

The fox leaned in a bit closer, "Or you could take me upstairs and fuck me." he whispered looking Taz right in the eyes and giving him a sly little half smile. There it was, the cat (or fox, he supposed) was out of the bag.

Taz downed what was left of his drink and placed the empty glass down onto the bar "I thought you would never ask. What gave me away?"

"Hon, no offense intended, but you needed to be a bit more discrete when you were checking me out a bit ago. You practically licked your lips as you were walking over." The fox said, standing up and swaying his hips a bit dramatically, letting his tail raise a little as he pushed his chair in. He had a graceful way of doing every little action, putting just a bit of flourish into things. "We'll have to use your room, I hope you don't mind, mine is shared between four of us and I'd prefer a bit of privacy."

Taz checked his watch . "My room should be free for another hour and a half, we'll be fine." he said. He was supposed to be making phone calls and filling out paperwork right now, but that could all get done after some fun. His business partner would be mad that he hadn't gotten much done, but he would worry about that later, for now there was a swishy tail slipping through the door of the bar ahead of him that required attention.

On their way up the stairs, the two of them passed by a few coyotes. Taz hoped they couldn't smell how aroused he was. His ears flashed red and he sped up his pace, getting as far from them as he could. They got over to his room without passing anyone else and he fumbled with his key card for a few seconds, on his fourth or fifth swipe the card finally registered and the door opened with a little click.

Before it could even shut, Taz grabbed the fox by the arm and pulled him into a kiss. They stood there for a good ten seconds or so, Taz pulling the fox closer and closer while their muzzles were locked together.

He slipped his paws down the fox's back and started to lift up his shirt. They broke the embrace only to let the shirt pull up over the fox's head. Taz slipped a paw down between them, and felt the fox's matching arousal through his pants. He pulled at the buckle of the fox's belt and managed to undo it, letting his pants fall down to the ground and exposing a tented pair of boxers.

Taz broke the kiss and gave a little push, causing the fox to stumble backwards onto the mattress. He then began to undress, slipping out of his jacket and then untucking his shirt while loosening the tie. He started swaying his hips from side to side while he pulled at the fabrics.

Taz began to slowly unclasp each button of his shirt one by one, before pulling the tie off along with it, leaving the him standing in front of the bed with just a pair of black slacks on. While still dancing to a nonexistent beat, he ripped out his belt and dropped it on the floor in a little flashy display before slowly starting on his pants. He gave the fox another little hip swing and danced his way out of each leg, making sure to give a good look before slowly spinning to face away from the bed. As soon as he was facing the wall he dropped his boxers down to the floor in a pile with the rest of his clothes.

"You know I saw you checking me out from across the bar too" Taz said.

From across the room the fox chuckled. "I thought you were just another local that I'd never see again! What's the harm in ogling someone who can't even yell at you in a language you'll understand?"

Taz continued to flick his hips from side to side. "Your flattery is touching, but I'm not convinced yet, It'll take a bit more than that to get me to turn around" he teased "I'm a bit shy"

"Oh come on, I really doubt that" The fox said as he stood up and grabbed Taz by the hips from behind, stopping them. The red panda tried to give a retort but all that he managed to get out was a little moan in surprise as the fox started to nibble on his right ear. "Now I'd love to watch a bit more of this wonderful show you've put on, but didn't you say you were on a time crunch?"

He turned to face the fox. "Oh we still have plenty of time- " He tried to say, but the fox interrupted his sentence by quickly dropping down to his knees and planting a long lick from the base of the red panda's shaft to the tip. Taz hadn't gotten any action since his last break up a few months ago, and the feeling of the fox's tongue was too much. "Well, you're- uh- eager aren't you-" He said, his speech broken by little involuntary gasps as the fox took the tip in his muzzle and began to press down.

He completely lost the ability to talk as the rest of his shaft disappeared gradually into the warm passage; the fox had a long, smooth vulpine tongue and was showing off just how well he knew how to use it. Taz found himself bucking his hips into the muzzle, and had to brace himself against the wall with his paw to keep his knees from buckling at the sensation.

After a few minutes of this he put the other paw behind the fox's head and pressed a bit, ruffling the fur on the top of the russet-red head and pushing it along with the rhythm. He was starting to get dangerously close to climaxing right then and there, so with great effort he pulled himself out of the fox's muzzle and lifted him up, kissing him again.

Taz had always loved the way you could taste yourself on another guy's tongue after they'd had you in their muzzle, and let the kiss last as long as possible. His red furred paws played with the fur on the fox's back, trailing down along the spine down to a fluffy wagging tail. He placed his paws on either cheek of the fox's rump and pressed him forward. Their shafts pressed into each other's as they locked muzzles, and Taz began to playfully poke closer and closer with his paw to what he knew was waiting under the fox's tail. Finally they broke and once again he pushed his companion over to the bed. Taz got a nice full view of the other male's anatomy. The white fur of his chest tapered down to a red knotted cock, only a bit smaller than Taz's.

Suddenly Taz realized something, and looked up at the fox's face. "I still haven't gotten your name."

"I think I'd like to keep it that way, stud. If you don't mind."

"Well, mystery fox, did you happen to bring a condom with you?"

"In my wallet, back pocket of my shorts." The fox nodded his head over to the pile of clothing at the foot of the bed. "I always keep one on me, optimism and all that."

"Well it worked out, didn't it?" Taz said as he found the little plastic package and tore it open with his teeth. He rolled the condom on, feeling a brief moment of remorse for wasting the great job of slicking up his member the fox's muzzle had done, but safety always came first.

The fox had also brought a small bottle of lube, and he slicked up his length with it, putting an extra dab in his paw. When he finished preparing he looked up to find that his companion was already on his back, waiting for him. Taz smiled and his muzzle watered a bit at the site of it, a beautiful fox all spread out on his bed wasn't something he got to enjoy every day. He walked over and pushed the fox's large tail out of the way, then looked up and met the vulpine's eyes. "You ready?"

"Gods you're such a tease, I've been ready since we were back in the bar. Get to it already." The fox snapped, still smiling.

"Just making sure." Taz said as he pressed a single digit into the waiting pucker, eliciting a cute little squeak from the fox. After a few seconds he added another, and soon a third. He had a bit more girth than most guys, so he always made sure to spend a bit of extra time on this step, but eventually he couldn't wait any longer and decided that was enough stretching.

Taz lined himself up with the hole and pressed the very tip in. He looked over at the fox, and got a little nod telling him it was okay to keep going, so he leaned forward into the fox sliding his length further into him. God did that feel good after months of just his own paw! He pressed himself about halfway in and then pulled out almost to the tip, before pushing back in, rocking his cock further and further into the other male with each thrust. After a few minutes he finally pressed into the tufts of fur at the base, all six and a half inches sunk in. He stopped there for a few seconds, letting the fox get used to it.

"God you're tight"

"Maybe you're just really goddamn thick." The fox said through gritted teeth.

Taz pulled himself out slowly, nearly all the way. "Is that a good thing?"

"H-holy shit yes it's a good thing" The fox yipped, clawing a bit at the sheets as Taz pushed all the way to his base in one thrust. He pulled back and did it again, slowly building up a rhythm. Eventually he grabbed the fox's legs and began roughly thrusting, slamming himself in over and over, his hips coming flush with the fluffy fox's ass each time. Each thrust getting another little yip out of the fox under him.

After a bit of this, Taz pulled out all the way causing the fox to whine. "All fours" Taz commanded. His partner quickly complied, turning around and presenting himself to the red panda again. Taz lifted his tail back up and positioned himself under it again. He resumed his old pace, causing the foxes arms to give out and his ass to hike up higher. The vulpine pressed his muzzle into the pillows and moaned as Taz reached over and grabbed the red member between them and squeezed on the engorged knot.

Soon the fox was moaning even louder as he sprayed ropes of white seed over his own chest and the bed, a bit of the climax hitting himself on the muzzle. The orgasm caused his ass to tighten up around Taz's cock which was too much for the red panda; he thrust harder and faster, hilting himself each time. He was so close, but something made his ears swivel back and his pace slow down.

Taz heard a whir and then a little click coming from the door of the room. Instantly, he froze in place, halfway buried in the panting fox. The fox must have heard it too, because both of them looked over at the door in horror. Taz was the first to act, pulling out of the fox as fast as he could and attempting to scramble under the covers, but he was much too late. The door's handle pressed downwards and it swung open.

In the doorway stood a fairly tall older rhino in an immaculately well fitting suit, a briefcase in one paw, cell phone in the other, and a shocked expression on his face. That giant horn comically flitted back and forth as the rhino switched his gaze between the two young men in his room. A dead silence that felt like hours stretched on and eventually the rhino pressed his face into a paw and sighed. "God damn it Taz."

"I can explain Reggie!" Taz squeaked, but he wasn't so sure he could. The fox's eyes were as wide as dinner plates and he looked with concern at Taz.

Taz looked down at the sheets and adjusted them to cover himself better. "I... thought that you had a meeting right now and I... and..." he tried to come up with something that would get him out of this but kept drawing blanks. Eventually he gave up and looked the rhino in the eyes again "What now?"

Reggie sighed again and walked over to the other bed and sat down. "Well first, you" the rhino said, pointing at the fox, "need to get the hell out of my hotel room. Put some goddamn clothes on first though, I don't want to hotel staff thinking I'm running a brothel in here." His voice was stern but surprisingly calm.

They watched as the fox stood up awkwardly covering his crotch and got dressed, as soon as he was done he briskly walked out into the hallway and shut the door behind him. Taz's business partner watched as the door swung closed, and then turned back to the red panda sitting across from him. "Did you get any work done today, Taz?"

Taz looked down again and drew a few circles in the sheets with his paw. "...A few pages."

"A few pages? I've been in this meeting for the last four hours trying to seal this deal and you've done a FEW pages?" The rhino yelled. Taz looked over guiltily at the desk in the corner with a giant stack of paper still waiting to be filled out, a minuscule pile of finished ones next to it. Taz had thought he would have time to finish the rest after a few drinks at the bar.

"I thought you were supposed to be out another hour and a half... I would have had time!" Taz tried.

Reggie looked at the desk, and then back at Taz, who felt the rhino's stare much stronger than usual in his nakedness. A sheet haphazardly covered the lower half of his body and his ropey striped tail poked out the side at an awkward angle due to the quick cover up.

Eventually the Rhino broke the silence again. "Give me an honest explanation of what I just saw, and I'll let it slide. No bullshit, okay?"

Taz fidgeted a bit under the sheets, trying to think of a way to make this situation any better. "I was bored and figured I could take an hour off, and went down to the hotel bar for a few drinks-"

Reggie put up two digits on one paw "That's strike one and two, ignoring work and underage drinking. You're off to a bad start."

"It's legal here! I think."

"Your father probably wouldn't appreciate that explanation, Taz. Anyways, continue."

"Well, I sat in the bar a bit, met another foreigner and we uhh..." He tried to figure out a way to phrase this that wasn't mortifyingly embarrassing.

Reggie interrupted him before he could come up with anything. "And then you fucked him?" He put emphasis on the pronoun.

Taz's ears burned and flashed red; he looked down at the sheets. "You won't tell dad, will you?" he whispered.

The rhino pinched the bridge of his nose, between the horns, and sat there thinking for a bit. "You're gonna owe me a major favor for this, kid."

"I'll do anything! Just don't tell my dad about this, I'm begging you!"

"You know better than I do how much your dad hates faggots, you're going to owe me big time."

"Anything you want, I can run errands all day, I'll do all the work for the rest of the trip, I'll even work for you when you get home. Just don't call dad." Taz pleaded.

The rhino looked like he was thinking pretty hard about something for a while after that, finally he spoke up after a long pause. "Well you see, kid, my marriage has hit the point where the Mrs. is too busy with our kids to let me get any action." Taz gulped "It's been years since I've had anything but paw, and seeing you two gave me some ideas..."

"What... what are you talking about." Taz's eyes widened. "You're kidding, right, this is a joke?"

Reggie was already reaching for his cell phone. "One hundred percent serious, unless you want me to have a phone conversation with your father about your work ethic, and who you keep in bed"

"NO!" Taz swiped at the phone, causing the bed sheet to fall to the ground and revealing himself fully, he blushed and covered his crotch with two paws. "He won't believe you!"

"Who do you think he'll trust more, his twenty year old rebellious son who can't even get a job on his own, or his business partner and friend of forty years?" The rhino said as he began punching in keys.

"Fine!, He'll believe you, but is there anything else I can do, Anything at all?" The red panda pleaded, his ears flat against his head.

Reggie simple stood there, holding the phone and staring at Taz. "It's ringing, should I put him on speaker phone for you?" he asked.

Taz couldn't see any other option. "Okay, okay! I'll do it, just shut off the phone, please!"

Reggie pressed a digit to the 'end call' button and put the phone back down on the desk. "I'm glad you came to your senses. Now stand up straight."

"What?" Taz was still leaning over, covering his crotch.

"Up up, come on. I'd like to see what I'm dealing with here."

Taz blushed harder than before, and slowly lifted his paws from between his legs, and stood up as straight as he could. His ears still lay flat against his head and his tail curled straight through his legs as he attempted to cover himself with it. "Like this?" he asked meekly. This felt wrong, Reggie was a good forty years older than him, and he'd known the rhino his whole life.

"'Like this, sir.'" Reggie instructed. "You'll address me as such from now on."

The rhino circled around him, the height difference all too noticeable in such close quarters. "I've never been into other men, but you're shapely enough to make this work, I suppose." Reggie said, lifting up Taz's striped tail and eliciting a little squeak from him. Taz suddenly realized how cold the room was with his sheath and balls exposed.

Reggie walked over to the door and opened it briefly to put the do not disturb sign up, then over to the windows and shut the blinds completely. "Wouldn't want anyone peaking in," He chuckled.

Reggie instructed Taz to lie face down on the bed, on his knees so his ass was hiked into the air, "Now don't look back, I don't want you seeing me naked. I'm going to do my best to pretend you're a pretty lady from this point on, and I don't want you ruining that, okay?" the rhino said from behind him. There were the familiar sounds of clothing coming off, although much less exciting this time than earlier, and then Taz's muzzle was filled with something that smelled and was slightly damp. "Got to make sure you don't say anything. That would ruin the illusion." The rhino said as he tied the briefs behind Taz's head. They were big enough to function as a gag and a blindfold at once, and smelled extremely strongly thanks to the hot weather.

"Perfect!" The rhino finally said, observing his work. He then pulled Taz's arms back and lifted his tail, strapping both behind the red panda's back with a belt. Surprisingly, this position wasn't incredibly uncomfortable on the cushy pillow top mattress, but Taz had never felt so exposed in his life, unable to move and lying naked ass-up in front of this older man.

His eyes shot open as he felt something press up against his ass. A single cold and lubed digit slipped into him, feeling about what must have been twice the size of one of his own. "It's a good thing that that fox of yours left this bottle here," Reggie said, working the digit back and forth "from the feel of it you're going to need it."

After a bit, second digit was added and Taz already felt stretched beyond his limits. He didn't like bottoming, and he hadn't bottomed for anyone since his first boyfriend four years ago as an experiment. The feeling of the rhino's paws in there was overwhelming as he pushed them in and out, occasionally adding more lube. Eventually a third finger worked its way in and Taz tried to yell into the gag, but everything that came out was too muffled to understand.

"The wife never let me do this, but I had a few more adventurous girlfriends back in college, never any as small as you though." Reggie said, working his fingers around, before finally pulling them all out. "I'm not sure how well this is going to work, but it'll be easier for us both if you cooperate and loosen up for me, okay?"

Taz couldn't say anything in response, but slowly nodded his head in agreement. After a small pause, something much more substantial than the fingers pressed up against him from behind. It was even larger than he'd been anticipating; there was no way this was going to work! He tried to tell Reggie to stop, that it was too big, but no words could get past the briefs stuffed in his mouth and all he could do was taste and smell the rhino's musk every time he tried to speak.

There was nothing he could do to stop it though, and soon he felt the head pressing up to his pucker, forcing its way in like a battering ram. "I hope you're ready, this isn't going to be easy." Reggie warned as the tip slipped in. Already Taz felt like he was at his limit, it was thicker around than a soda can and had a strangely shaped bulbous end to it that didn't want to slip in easily. He yelled into his gag as loudly as he could, but at this point there was no stopping it. Reggie began to push in further, a few inches sinking in before he stopped and waited. "You're so tight it's uncomfortable, this is going to take a lot of work, kid" he huffed.

Taz's eyes were tearing up, he had to breathe in gulps through the fabric of the musty briefs, and against his own will his cock was starting to make its way out of its sheath, deceiving his own body. "Looks like you're enjoying it at least, huh girl?" Reggie mused. "You can't fake that, huh? I knew you were a little slut."

Taz tried to give a retort, but it only came out in a squeak as the gigantic cock behind him rocked in a few more inches, about six of them were buried in him now, and the cock began to slide a bit in and out with what room it had. Taz felt fuller than he ever had before. His entire body was rocked with each motion of the male behind him as inch after inch worked their way in.

Behind the sharp pain was the ever-present pleasure that Taz hated himself for right now, his whole body felt empty every time the shaft left him, and it was beginning to feel deceptively good. After what seemed like hours of just rocking back and forth, he felt something press into his prostate and he failed to suppress a pleasureful yip. It felt great with something this large hitting a spot where Taz had never been touched before. As soon as he realized what he'd done his ears burned hotly and his already red-furred face went flush. He had hoped Reggie was too in the moment and didn't hear him but the rhino stopped his movements for a second and leaned over Taz's back.

"I knew you'd enjoy this, such a good little girl." He was right up next to Taz's ear. "Juat keep with those noises and maybe you'll be rewarded for it, hmm?" He said, suddenly squeezing Taz's member and eliciting another squeak from the smaller male.

Suddenly the rhino pulled back and slammed himself in again, hilting himself for the first time. His giant ballsack and hips slapping into Taz's rump so hard he swore it would leave a bruise. The much smaller red panda's whole body was force forwards and he cried out into the gag again. He didn't have much time to recover though, as Reggie was already pulling back for another go, each one pushing harder against Taz's prostate and making his brain go crazy with conflicting feelings of pain and pleasure.

The only sounds in the room now were muffled moans and yips coming from Taz accentuated by the incredibly loud sound of Reggie's balls and hips as they connected with the younger male. Most of the pain Taz was experiencing had disappeared and been replaced with a dull ache accentuated by the pleasure of having his prostate rammed over and over. Soon the entire length was leaving him with each thrust, and all eleven inches were moving in and out. He felt so empty when the giant cock wasn't in him, like there was a space made in him just the right size for it. He needed to be full and groaned each time he wasn't.

Suddenly, Reggie hilted himself in Taz and then stopped. Taz felt the rhino's paws around his waist and then an extremely strange feeling as he was flipped over onto his back, his arms and tail still locked behind him. His legs were forced open and he felt that giant monstrosity press up against him once more. After a bit of alignment it forced its way all the way in to the base, the new angle hitting different places in Taz's body and causing him to writhe around on the bed.

The fast rhythm of thrusts resumed where it had left off, hitting the other side of the red panda's rump now. His entire front was getting covered in his own pre, and his back was now covered in the puddle of it he had squirted onto the bed from before.

From here Taz could see under the blindfold, down his front to his own stomach, but his cock was in the way of seeing the beast that was being rammed into his ass. He noticed the fur on his belly moving and blushed as he realized it was the rhino's cock pressing against it from the inside.

His whole body rolled with each thrust and soon he felt them getting faster and stronger. Reggie started huffing harder than before and yelled out as he hilted himself for the last time. Taz felt the rhino's cock twitch inside him and gasped as he felt the first wave of seed hit him in the gut. Almost immediately after came the second, and then third waves. The rhino's orgasm lasted much longer than Taz was expecting, and when Reggie finally collapsed to the side of the younger male, cock still lodged in his rump, he was still spurting bits of cum.

They stayed like that for a while, Reggie basking in his afterglow, and Taz desperately wishing his hands weren't bound by the belt. His own much smaller cock still stood on end, having not even gotten to come from the fox earlier. Eventually, Reggie pulled himself off of Taz, causing a bit of cum to leak out onto the bedspread. The older male walked around the side of the bed and carefully slipped off the belt restraining Taz's tail and paws. Taz was surprised when the rhino immediately stopped his paw from reaching up to his own shaft though. He whined into the gag, but Reggie kept pressing on both of his wrists, stopping them from moving. "Now now," he said, "I told you I was going to pretend you were a good little girl for this whole deal, and any lady would have gotten off quite nicely from what I just did."

There was a bit of rustling and Reggie let go of his wrists, only to grab one of them quickly and slip one of the belts around it, tying it to the bedpost. Taz whined even louder as the felt the other wrist being tied in the same way, but couldn't get any words out. He could feel his sore asshole leaking seed onto the bedspread and his cock actually hurt from how hard he was.

"I'm going to have to finish all of this work you've neglected, I can get it done faster than you so don't worry about it. You stay here and be a good little panda while I work." Reggie said. After a bit of paper shuffling and the creaking of the room's chair, the rhino turned back and chuckled. "Maybe I'll even let you empty your balls if you're quiet enough."

Taz groaned, This was going to be a long trip.