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"Alright fun is fun, but can you explain why you're wasting my time with this blindfold when I could be shoving my dick into a tight otterhole and getting my rocks off?" Felix busily stroked his own cock, using the ever flowing pre to keep his constantly lubed up schlong coated and slick. The orca did his best to keep something on his prick, whether it was his hand, a mouth, or an ass. He particularly enjoyed the third option, especially when it was coupled with getting it from behind. His muscles clenched as he fired a wad into the air in front of him. The cum splattered on the ground, echoing in the warehouse.

Felix, Ethan, Travis and Dennis ran the operation. The four orca males held natural dominance over their otter counterparts Quintin, Matt, John, and Dean. The arrangement followed a simple rule - whoever was bigger was most in charge. Ethan, the largest of the orcas, was the official kingpin, and had the right to fuck any ass that he so wanted, whenever he wanted. Felix came in a close second for biggest, granting him the right to plow Ethan if the thicker orca ever wanted the be a bottom for a change of pace. Dennis and Travis swapped positions constantly, treating one another as equals. Whatever system of hierarchy the otters had, the orcas didn't really care, though with John being the largest of the otters it was assumed he was their leader. As long as there was a mustelid to bottom or suck when it was required, the orcas were pleased.

The operation in question was having trouble getting off the ground now that Ethan had converted the entirety of his former school swim team. They didn't have any more obvious targets, nor any means of distributing the semen that transformed people into sexually deviant and muscle bound orcamen. Even women were not safe from the potent fluid, as evident in Felix's existence. Formally Felicity, he now proudly displayed his cock for the world to see and enjoy. Felix had difficulty even remembering what it was like to not have a cock. He greatly preferred his current sexual organ. It was thicker, more potent, and always ready to go.

"Relax stud, we're just going to play a little game with that nose of yours. Here, sniff this rag." Felix complied willingly the moment the damp cloth was shoved in his face, stinking of semen. His semen, he knew right away. It had the stench of a briny ocean coupled with the slight fragrance of perfume, as if hinting to his former gender. "Who's cum is on the rag?" The towel wasn't removed from Felix's face, allowing him to continue to smell it. He tried to lick it and get some of the taste, hoping that there was still some fresh spunk on it that he could devour. There wasn't.

"That's mine," Felix said as he licked some of his precum off his hand, settling for a fresher batch. "You think I wouldn't know my own smell, Ethan? What a waste of time. Get Dean over here, I need an otter ass on my dick before it gets cold." Such a feet was an impossibility. The orcas were near constantly overheated, sweat trickling down their white and black hides to keep them moistened along with the copious amounts of cum. Felix tried to bite on the rag so he could taste some of his own cream. The pre just wasn't cutting it for his appetite.

The rag was removed, and Felix pouted. "First one was bound to be easy. Each time you get it right, I'll make sure to give you a reward." Something heavy and hot jammed itself on to Felix's dick, the orca moaning with instant pleasure. His cock drilled into the hole, the body riding Felix's cock writhing and twisting. "Make sure the gag doesn't fall out of his mouth." Felix fucked onward, thrusting balls deep with each forward motion. Sex while sitting was a sensation of which Felix couldn't get enough.

He blew his load deep into the bowels of whomever was riding him, the cock buried in ass remaining erect even once the orgasm passed. Felix tried for a second climax, but the mysterious butt removed itself. The orca moaned and went back to stroking himself with both of his hands, his pecs flexing and nearly knocking his muzzle upwards. It took a considerable amount of effort for the cetacean to reach around his own chest. The smell of his almost aromatic pre lingered in his nose.

"Shit, this is hot," Ethan said. Felix turned to the location of the voice. "Ready for round two then?" The sitting orca nodded. "How about this one then?" Another rag was shoved into Felix's nose. As the orca sniffed, a hand grabbed on to his balls, tugging them and making him moan. His sniffing faltered. "Just a little distraction to make things more fun."

"You bastard," Felix growled, his cock throbbing with the need for somebody to give it some attention again. He leaned forward, pressing his nose into the second cloth. "Salty, with a hint of seaweed on it. And something like oyster. Is that one Quintin's?" Felix wrinkled his nose. "Definitely Quintin's. Not bad, but mine's better for sure."

"How could you possibly have known that was Quintin's?" Ethan demand as he threw the rag at Felix's face. The orca let it sit there, just enjoying breathing deep of an otter's cumscent. "You've fucked him for one day tops, and even then you were more interested in Matt. They are practically the same."

"Almost," Felix chimed in, muffled by the cloth over his face that he was chewing between words. "Matt has more of a mussel smell. Quintin is oysters." Felix grumbled as the cloth on his face was peeled off. "I make a point of remembering all the smells, Ethan. Each is so unique and delicious. They just make my dick hard." The dick in question gushed out a fresh supply of pre seed that Felix used for another round of masturbation. "You aren't going to find anything that I can't figure out, so just give it up and start fucking me or something. Or get Dean here again. I want some more otter ass."

"When don't you?" Ethan remarked, though he couldn't be said to be any better than the man being chastised. "But you already got your reward for this round, so I hope you enjoyed chewing on that cloth." Felix made a face as if to suggest it had been disgusting, but he couldn't keep himself from grinning while he did it. "That's what I thought. Here's the next one."

An arm wrapped around Felix's head, shoving his nose right into a pit. He inhaled, loving the pheromones washing over his senses, depleting him of the need to experience anything else. His cock bounced in appreciation of what he was smelling, the rawest male aroma that he could possibly imagine. He remained silent, his tongue too busy lapping up the sweat and rankness that greeted his senses. Each lick was a gateway towards paradise, just another step leading him to musky Valhalla. Felix buried his nose as far as he could manage, never wanting to move again.

The arm removed itself, however, and Felix, intent on following the source of such an aphrodisiac smell, fell out of his chair. Ethan laughed as he watched the orca on the floor grind into the tiling. "Liked that one did you? Well then who was it and what was it?" Ethan righted the chair and helped sit Felix back into it. The blindfolded orca sighed as he turned his head from side to side, his nose trying to lead him to the scent.

"I'm not sure I got to smell it for long enough," Felix lied. "Do you think I could get another whiff maybe?" He reached out, trying to grab a hold of whoever might have provided him with that wonderfully raunchy armpit. His cock fired a load of cream that splattered against the underside of his pecs, dripping spunk down into the crevices of his abs, where it could pool with previously caked on layers of jizz.

"Bullshit," said Ethan. "You only get one sniff and that was plenty long enough. Now who and what was it?"

"It's easy. You, and your armpit. Fuck, you think I wouldn't know the smell of the dirtiest man on the planet and lust after it? Screw whatever other reward you had planned for this round, and fuck this game in general. Just get over here and let me smell it again." Felix got his wish. He nearly came instantly when he got put into a headlock, forcing his nose back into the position that he enjoyed the most.

"Shouldn't have made it so easy," Ethan remarked, Felix hearing the words like they were drifting from across the sea. "But couldn't resist putting it on the list." Somebody else in the warehouse shouted, followed by two high pitched squeaks and some moaning. Standard enough sounds for the orcas and otters that inhabited the garage. Ethan kept on squeezing, Felix relishing each moment he got to spend buried in the muscular grasp of the leader.

They moved on to the next round, Ethan ignoring Felix's request for just one more sniff. The sitting Orca had already managed to cum a third time, drenching Ethan's legs in off-white sperm. Ethan paused to clean some of it up, getting down on his hands and knees to lick up the globs that had landed on the floor. He wiped his legs on the ground, then turned around and slurped that up too. Felix poked Ethan with a toe.

"Fine, fine. I shouldn't keep you waiting like that anyway. Next round." Another armpit, evident from the crevices and fur that greeted his nose. A patch of coarser and denser fur, almost like hair, bristled against his snout. While deeply masculine, the smell lacked the power and strength that Ethan's possessed. Weaker didn't mean Felix wasn't interested in enjoying it, however. He sniffed and licked, keeping his face deep within the hold for as long as he was allowed. "That's enough," Ethan said. The arm was removed, and the smell slowly faded away.

"That's John's," Felix replied, reaching forward to grab a hold of some beefy otter. "He's more heavily male in scent than the other otters, though he's still got the fish like aroma going on that's really quite delicious." John outsized the other otters by a noticeable amount, putting him almost on par with the smaller two orcas Travis and Dennis. "I could eat those pits for days and never get tired of the flavour."

Something splattered against Felix's chest. The heat of it made it obvious that he had just gotten doused in some cum. He wiped it off and licked his fingers clean, rumbling as he tasted the flavours of seaweed mingled with heavily salted salmon. "That's your reward this time. You get a snack. You're a sport, John." An otter squeak echoed in time with the sound of an ass being slapped. "Let's move on then with this so you don't get too bored yet."

A blast of heat smashed Felix in the face, his nose suddenly clenched between two thick spheres. The smell that greeted him was the strongest yet, reeking of a mixture of cum and natural odors. What would have caused a weaker man to gag only had Felix breathing deeper, wanting to capture every bit of the stench that attacked his olfactories.

"Mostly my cum, which you should have realized I'm going to recognize instantly. Granted, it's hard to tell that behind the smell of ass. Either way, that's Dean's. The smell is a bit stale though, so I guess that wasn't his rump I was humping the first time was it?" Felix grabbed a hold of the otter's hips, causing Dean to yelp in surprise. The orca's tongue darted out, sinking into the inviting hole that hovered in front of his face. Dean quivered, supported by the strength of his lover.

"How the fuck do you actually know all of these things?" Ethan repeated as he watched the twisted scene unfold in front of him. The orca and otter on the chair worked together, Dean rocking backwards while Felix thrust forward, impaling the otter on a fleshy and flexible pole. Despite being in the more degrading position, it was quite clear which of the two males was in control of the situation. When Felix moved or altered rhythm, Dean had to comply to the change of pace, the otter's cock flopping in the air, his balls slapping against Felix's lance. The otter came first, spraying Felix's knees and the floor. When Felix erupted, the jizz splattered over Dean's stomach, matting down fur already sticky with semen.

Ethan didn't intervene when Felix bodily lifted Dean and began rotating the otter around so cock could meet butt, allowing Felix to finally tap the ass he had originally requested. "I converted this dude, and you think I'm not going to know what he smells like?" Dean moaned, his voice an octave higher than the deep baritones of the orcas. The otter's musculature would have earned him a trophy on stage. Compared to the orcas, however, he was thin and frail. Felix used Dean like a fleshlight, pumping the otter up and down, without a care for Dean's comfort. Dean reached a second orgasm well before Felix shot up the otter's ass, leaving no doubt in anybody's mind how much Dean enjoyed his predicament.

"That's quite enough of that," Ethan said after it became clear Dean and Felix had no intention of ending their escapade any time soon. Felix was nibbling on Dean's shoulders while they fucked, coated in a mixture of sweat and semen, some of which Ethan had contributed. Ethan physically yanked Dean off of Felix's cock, the exposure to the air causing the sitting orca to shiver. Felix quickly grabbed his meat and started stroking it again, keeping it warm and attended. Ethan slapped Dean's ass, sending the otter scampering away with a cry and burst of precum. "I just want to test a few more and then you can take that blindfold off."

"Get on with it then." Felix snarled as he stroked, teasing himself towards oragsm but never passing the line. He wanted to spontaneously ejaculate during the next sniff test, even if being aroused constantly didn't quite make it one hundred percent spontaneous. His nose twitched in anticipation for something raunchy to smell, as he hadn't gotten anything to enjoy for the past fifteen minutes he had spent fucking Dean.

Felix was not disappointed with what he got to experience. He knew it was a crotch, easily recognized because of the pulsing length of dick that pressed into his cheek. It was obviously an orca's cock, as well, since he could feel nothing fuzzy against his face. Felix licked the shaft near his mouth, causing somebody to groan. "It's Dennis," Felix said with a smirk.

"Cheater," Ethan remarked while Dennis tried to hump Felix's face. "You heard his voice and could tell the difference. That completely disqualifies you from your reward this round." A cock slapped Felix across the face, hard and wonderfully potent in stench. He opened his mouth, the dick quickly slipping inside the waiting orifice to be sucked and licked. "Oh for fucks sake Dennis can't you abide by the rules yourself?"

"Dude's got a hot mouth," Dennis shrugged and continued to orally fuck Felix, who reached around and squeezed Dennis' ass cheeks. "Not quite as good as Travis, but he's definitely learning quite well. You sure this dude wasn't always a dude? He sucks cock like he's an expert." Dennis groaned as Felix dug a finger into Dennis' asshole. "Oh fuck and he knows all of a dude's hot spots too. Travis is still better, though." The finger inside his rear pushed deeper. "Oh shit maybe not damn you're good."

Felix swallowed two loads of Dennis' spunk before Ethan could successfully separate the pair. "Dennis has more of a cod smell, whereas Travis is tuna. They both are oceanic in nature, not quite as salty as yours on the whole. You've got pure whale stench radiating from your cum." Felix flashed a smile, strands of cum connecting his teeth together. "What do you say? Think I didn't earn that rewards just because you can't keep us from doing what we do best?"

"Fine then, just two more this time around, and then we can get right to fucking. Damnit but it's hard not to just want to get behind you and fuck you from behind that chair." Ethan paced back and forth, the sound of his fapping audible below the noise of two otters squealing off in the distance.

"Just skip this stupid shit and get on with it then." Felix lifted his tail, exposing his hole to the air. "We can just get into our favorite position, and get it on until we're bored. This smelling everybody's cock and ass and pits is wonderful, don't get me wrong, but fuck if I don't just want to fuck instead of having to sit here and wait for it." Felix squeezed his cock in his hands, slowly jerking out a bubble of pre that rested on the top of the head.

"Two more," Ethan insisted, accompanied with a new smell for Felix to figure out. There was cum, a lot of it, and most of it fresh. The viscous stuff stuck to Felix's nose before he could even push in deeper, really bury his snout into the ass of as otter. "And you can go as quickly as you like this time, if you're really in such a hurry to just let me plow you into that furrow in the backyard we've been making."

"It's Quintin's ass," Felix said as soon as Ethan was done. "He's got a lot of Travis and Dennis' cum back there, but it's overwhelmingly Matt's. Also mine is still fresh back there, meaning he must have been the first otter when we began this whole stupid test thing." Felix shoved his muzzle forward, as if he hoped to slam the entirety of his head into the otter's asshole. Quintin shrieked and fired his load all over Ethan. Ethan rubbed the fresh supply of lotion into his skin to help with his own gloss. The otter bucked up and down, riding a tongue that pierced him to his depths better than any average length cock could manage. "The otters really don't have anything on our musk," Felix said, garbled as he was by a face full of booty.

"Then I promise the next one won't be another otter, and you don't have to worry about sniffing them if they really aren't anything exciting for you." Ethan let Felix and Quintin do whatever they pleased, but unlike the previous couplings, this one ended relatively quickly. Felix only came once, Quintin twice, and they were simply done, the otter scurrying away to rejoin Matt. "Those two are always together whenever they can be. Is that love?"

"Not a chance," Felix said. "They can just give exactly what the other wants. Like Dennis and Travis. You think those two horndogs love each other? As if. They love fucking, just like you and I do. And the best person to get it on with is the one who can fit your needs the best. Now give me that last thing to sniff, and so help you if it isn't the most potent, most raunchy smell you can manage to pull out of the lot of us."

"Oh don't worry, you'll like this one." Felix waited for the follow up, but nothing happened. They sat there in silence, Felix jerking his meat, the regular sounds of sex and moaning filling the warehouse. He almost asked if something was keeping Ethan from continuing. Felix's breath caught in his mouth when he felt something press into his face, the warmth causing him to pant for air. The taste of what was in front of him caught in his throat.

It was another ass, one that caused all others to seem like roses. This was the epitome of male musk, taken to its natural and most wondrous conclusion. It was sexy and dirty all at once, fraught with the incredible nastiness he would have expected from somebody's rear end, combined with the edenistic perfection of masculine identity. The ass was covered in sweat that tasted of salt and vinegar, with a touch of honey that provided enough sweetness to keep Felix licking and thirsting for more. The flavour was putrid when he thought about how it smelled, yet he was sure he had never tasted anything quite so divine.

Ethan moaned. "You like that, fucker? Was it worth waiting for your reward? You say I've got the best ass of anybody here, so why don't you tell me if that's still true even after you've sniffed some others." Felix rimmed for everything his tongue would allow him, getting his taste buds coated in Ethan's anal sweat. The two orcas groaned as Felix penetrated with his tongue, granting himself an even greater reward than he could possibly have expected. "You can enjoy it for as long as you like. I see a cock that needs attention."

They lapsed into the moans and sound effects that they so often enjoyed in the warehouse, pure animalistic mating noises that did more than talking ever could. Though limited in their flexibility, the sheer size of their cocks made it easy for Ethan to suck on Felix's dick while Felix slurped Ethan's ass. It was not a sixty-nine, though the orcas thought this was a much better arrangement than mutual dick sucking anyway.

Felix was drunk on the musk. He dug his nose in deep, and unlike Quintin's ass, Ethan's was capable of holding on to Felix's muzzle, locking the orca in place, forcing Felix to continuing smelling whether he wanted to or not. He tongued deep, rotating clockwise within the walls that kept him pinned. The chair strained to withhold the weight of two overly muscled orcas going at it like the wild men they were. Felix bucked his hips, his cock ramming itself deeper down Ethan's throat.

The orcas came, and with their screams the warehouse shook, the crates and railing trembling in fear of the power the two carnal beasts possessed. Ethan swallowed everything as he attempted to suck Felix dry, both knowing that such a feat was impossible in the face of their over-productive organs. Felix felt his tongue become squeezed by Ethan's glutes as the orca on top climaxed as well, volley after volley of spunk slapping into Felix's stomach. The splash back hit him in the chin, and he loved the feeling of the ooze drooling down his neck, following the contours of his muscle.

They disentangled for the briefest of moments. With the blindfold still on, Felix pounced, sending them both crashing to the ground. Not wasting a moment, Felix groped around for Ethan's dick, finding it when he grabbed Ethan's balls and squeezed. Ethan groaned his approval. Using Ethan's stick as a guide, Felix positioned himself, cock to ass, slowly lowering so he could appreciate every glorious inch of the pole that filled him. Once hilted, Felix felt fulfilled.

He rode Ethan as much as Ethan plowed forward, the two vying for dominance in their regular ritual of sexual struggle. Felix sniffed, his nose guiding him to the only place he ever wanted it to be, deep within the hidden realms of Ethan's armpit, there were the musk was always present, always arousing, always bringing Felix to the brink of orgasm. Fragrant and aromatic were words Felix would have used to describe the odor that wafted from Ethan, but nobody would have agreed with Felix save for those already inaugurated into the club. Raunchy and vile would have been the standard options for any normal person.

The love making froze, their positions locked into what they both deemed idle. Felix's own musk was potent, he smelled it even as he was overwhelmed and soaked in the pheromones of Ethan. Together, the duo stenches drew the attention of the other males in the warehouse, bringing forward two more orcas and four otters. Like so often before, the coupling of Felix and Ethan led to an orgy, otters bending over and knowing their place in the presence of the more dominating and powerful orcas.

Ethan and Felix did not disengage. While Dennis and Travis fucked Matt and Quintin, Dean and John were left trying to figure out how to please two orcas who seemed oblivious to anything else in the world. The pair of untended otters settled for giving one another a hand job as they watched Ethan slam his hips into Felix's ass over and over again, even as a steady river of cum flowed out from Felix's ass.

"Hey," Felix's muffled voice came from beneath Ethan's shoulder, "do you think our musk is potent enough to try changing somebody? Does it have to be the cum?" Ethan continued thrusting until he came yet again. Felix licked off the beads of sweat that formed beneath Ethan's arm.

"We should find out sometime," Ethan replied as he beckoned John and Dean to join the entanglement of orca.