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"But dude, it still sounds pretty gay."

"Nah... just because he's gay don't mean you are. Don't you get it? A muzzle's a muzzle, dude!"

"I do like getting my dick sucked..."

I could hear the familiar voice of the canine jock as well as a voice I didn't recognize. The door to the private, one-stall bathroom was next to me; I was waiting outside, leaning against the wall, duffel bag at my feet and my book bag slung over one shoulder. I stood up and turned to face the hallway when I heard their voices grow closer.

"I'm telling you, man, it's great. I've been getting off every day and it's been fantastic."

The jock I knew and the jock I didn't came around the corner. I tried not to act to eager as they approached, but I couldn't stop my tail from wagging a bit. The thought of two strong, muscular males letting me get their cocks in my muzzle was just too exciting. I was already chubbing up in my pants.

The canine approached and offered me a high five. "Hey, buddy! How's it going?"

The other guy was a tall, muscular kangaroo. He wore a pair of khaki shorts that showed off his supremely powerful legs, as well as a tight black shirt with the school's logo outlined in gold. My eyes drifted to his crotch, where a healthy bulge rested.

"He don't look much like a chick," the kangaroo said, staring at me.

"Don't worry about what he looks like, man. It's all about what he can do, you know?" The canine draped an arm over my shoulder and grinned at the roo. "Listen, if I ever met a girl who liked to suck dick as much as this guy, I'd be bringing you to her, right? Only, she don't exist. And besides, like I said, it ain't gay. Right?"

He directed the last "Right?" to me, but I wasn't sure how to respond. His kangaroo buddy appeared to be about as big of a lug, so I decided to tread carefully around their growing issues of sexuality and self-perception. On the other hand, I didn't feel that lying to them would be a good idea in the long run.

"Well, I think that if you looked at it traditionally, it could seem a little gay," I started, wondering exactly how I'd ended up in this situation. Both canine and roo stared at me, hanging on my every word, as though I were some sort of sexual sherpa guiding them to enlightenment. "I am a guy, after all."

Both appeared slightly nervous at my confession. I hurried on.

"But, on the other hand, neither of you are gay, right? You both prefer girls?"

They nodded.

"Well, then it's not gay. Well, it's gay for me, but for you, it's just a sex act with no ulterior motive. I mean, just because I... you know..." Why was I suddenly starting to get bashful? I'd had over ten inches of rock hard doggy-cock stuffed into the back of my throat for the past two months straight. "Just because I like sucking dick doesn't make you guys gay. It just means you like blow jobs, and that you consider one muzzle as good as another. If you were into dudes, not blow jobs, then you'd be gay. Does that make sense?"

I wasn't sure it did. For a moment, I wondered whether my explanation would satisfy them. I almost hoped it wouldn't, because having two well-hung jocks to blow each day was far too good to be true, and my karmic retribution was piling up. Well, if I believed in karma. Which I kind of did. No good deed, right?

The kangaroo frowned slightly, eyes glazed. I'd never seen someone think so hard.

"So... you're gay, because you like sucking dick," he said haltingly. "But I'm not gay, even if I let a dude suck my dick. Because I like girls. But girls don't always like sucking dick. And you do."

The canine grinned and slapped his friend meatily on the backside.

"I told you he'd explain it! Like yesterday, I fucked him up the ass, and it was just like doing a girl."

The roo's smile grew broader. "I do like anal."

"Of course you do! Everyone does!" the canine said excitedly. "I like anal, you like anal, hell, even he probably likes anal."

I was obviously more of a bottom, but I figured it was wise to agree at this point. I nodded.

He turned to the roo triumphantly. "See? If he were straight, he'd want to fuck ass just like us."

The existential nature of their sexual perceptions would have made for an amazing paper in my sociology class. I wondered whether I'd be able to do a case study. I was almost proud of them. They were breaking down the gay-straight dichotomy and opening themselves up to the pantheon of possibilities.

The canine interrupted my thoughts by grasping my shoulder and pushing me towards the bathroom. I leaned down to snatch up my duffel bag as all three of us entered.

"Wait," the roo said once we were inside. "Is three guys kind of gay? I mean, do we watch each other get blown?"

The canine answered for me. "Yeah, man. Remember that away game at Fieldhurst? You and me double-teaming that hot panda cheerleader in the back of the bus? That wasn't gay. She had a paw on each of our cocks and was taking turns on 'em, remember?"

"Yeah... that wasn't gay..."

The kangaroo's khaki shorts bulged ominously, growing bigger. I could see the outline of a fat head pushing down the leg.

"Okay, fuck it. I mean, if I don't like it, we can just stop, right?" he asked. His eyes were wide, excited, but creased slightly with worry at the corners.

I almost laughed. Both of these guys could break me in half with one hand. The roo was bigger than the canine by a few inches all around, toned and powerful; he clearly ought to be the dominant one, yet he was asking me in almost beseeching tones whether I would stop sucking his cock if he got uncomfortable.

"No problem," I said, putting a little emphasis into my voice. "Any time you want to stop, just let me know."

"Hey, I'll show you how good he is. Check this out."

The canine's jeans opened and his enormous shaft spilled out. Like always, I was entranced. The long, ass-destroying piece of meat was just so fucking hot. My rump was still aching from yesterday.

I dropped to my knees, tail wagging furiously behind me, and slipped both paws around the base, lifting the semi-hard length up. The jock grinned at his buddy and put his hands on his hips as I used my tongue to lick along the underside, teasing the urethra. One paw went to fondle and massage his heavy nuts as I planted several wet kisses around the tip. I felt for his knot and was not disappointed; the heavy pound of flesh was already filling up fast, like a meat balloon.

I opened my muzzle wide and pressed forward. The canine's paws wrapped around my head, clutching my ears. I could feel his claws pricking my skin as he shoved his hips forward, pumping roughly into the back of my throat and holding himself there. He let out a happy moan and kept going, popping the tip into my throat proper. His cock surged, throbbing and hot, warm against my tongue, filling my cheeks as it grew to its full, impressive size inside my muzzle.

"Wow," I heard the kangaroo say. "You were right - he can really take it, can't he?"

The canine grunted, hips pumping in and out a few times, popping his tip in and out of my throat. I struggled for air, but wasn't about to stop him. This was too fucking good. His huge nuts draped over my chin as he crammed himself forward, making my muzzle wrinkle. I shut my eyes as I felt the knot press against my lips.

"New record!" the canine said, nearly shouting with excitement. "Holy shit, nobody's ever taken it all before!"

The kangaroo, I noticed as I cracked open an eye, was staring at me, almost drooling as he watched my muzzle slurp around the canine's thickness. I couldn't help the drool dripping from my chin as the jock held himself there, letting my throat do all the work of swallowing and squeezing convulsively around his tool.

Eventually, though, my eyes burned and my throat seized. I desperately needed air and pulled off with a gasp. A shot of pre-cum splattered over my face as the tip lifted free, rising to bounce against the canine's tan belly-fur.

"See? Not gay," the canine said. His cock pulsed, dribbling thick globs of pre-cum down his length. I felt incredibly slutty as I went after them, gasping for breath even as my tongue scooped up each delicious drop. I licked my lips, tail still going furiously behind me, and grinned up at him a bit stupidly. I couldn't help myself. I was proud - I'd just fucking deep-throated the single biggest dick I'd ever seen in person. The black length beckoned me closer, and leaned in to take it again, but the canine's hips back away.

"Nah, dude, give my buddy a go."

I settled back onto my haunches reluctantly. I wanted that cock in my throat again, to feel his huge nuts on my chin, to inhale that rich, musky scent...

The kangaroo grunted and stepped in front of me. The canine took a seat on the toilet lid, pants halfway down his thighs, huge cock rubbing into the fur below his pecs, leaving strings of pre-cum. I stared up at the intimidating roo. Fuck, was he massive. I reached up and slid a paw over the bulge in his shorts, eliciting a moan from him.

In a way, I knew, I was enjoying the power I held over them. It was kind of a selfish act, after all. But then, they were using me just as much as I was using them. It was an equitable trade - they got their rocks off, and I got to get their rocks off.

All thoughts of equity left my brain when I undid the button fly on his shorts and peeled back the brown khaki fabric. I had to reach in and pull his shaft free. It was half hard, but throbbing eagerly, and drooped over, jutting outwards before tipping down. He was about as thick as the canine, but a couples inches longer, even counting the canine's knot.

I groaned, unable to stop myself, and lifted the tip up into the air. I licked madly along the underside, panting with lust as the massive thickness lay against my face, blocking out the fluorescent lights. Holy fuck, was he big. The roo grunted when I kissed the tip. I glanced up at him. He stared down at me, eyes wide, excited, just like the canine.

He filled my muzzle with the first few inches, but I kept going, almost growling with the effort of shoving my face down his fat stalk. He got hard quick, adding to the girth of the thing. My paws massaged the base, stroking up to my lips and down again, as I pushed forward, taking him to the back of my throat.

"Fuck... he don't look like a chick, but he sure as shit feels like one," the roo gasped.

"Best blowjobs I've ever had," the canine said from behind me where he sat watching. I heard his paw stroking his wet shaft as he watched. "Just wait 'til you cum. He loves it. Swallows every time."

Pre-cum filled my muzzle after a few minutes and rolled down my lips and over my chin. The roo's powerful thighs strained as he humped forward, driving his length to the back of my muzzle. I leaned forward to meet those thrusts and closed my eyes tight as the familiar feel of my muzzle wrinkling up hit me. His heavy nuts swung forward, smacking against my upper chest, as the tip forced its way into my throat. It almost hurt; I was grateful at that moment I'd been training with the other jock for so long.

"Oh, fuck... fuck... oohhhhhhh, fuck!"

The roo's excited moans were music to my ears. I swallowed around his tip eagerly, groaning when I could manage to get a bit of air. Pre-cum rolled out of my nostrils, but I didn't care. If could get that scent all day long...

Large paws grasped my hips, pulling them back. The roo dropped to his knees, both hands holding my head, as the dog behind me pulled my hips up. I ended up on my hands and knees, between them, as the canine pulled my pants down.

"What're you doing?" the roo gasped.

"Gonna fuck his ass," the canine growled. I heard him rummaging in my duffel for lube while his meaty shaft lay along my rump cheeks. "My dick is so fuckin' hard from watching him guzzle your shit, dude."

"Nice."

The squelching, wet noises coming from my overstuffed muzzle filled the air, along with the two males' heavy panting. The canine's black shaft poked under my tail, prodding at me impatiently. I lifted my hips as he pushed forward and gagged on the shaft stuffed down my muzzle as I tried to cry out. Inch after inch of jet black doggy cock shoved into my rump, re-stretching my aching hole.

"Fuck, dude... I swear, his ass is so damned tight..."

"You were right about his muzzle. Fuck, why don't chicks suck dick like this?"

I didn't care that they were objectifying me or discussing me as though I weren't there. I had one massive cock stuffed up my rump and an even bigger one fucking my face. This was unreal, like a wet dream. My pants were halfway down my legs, leaving my aching shaft trapped; I was pretty sure I'd be cumming before they would.

"Oh, by the way, thanks for giving me a lift to practice yesterday," the roo said. His voice was far too conversational. I clenched my jaw, took a breath, and shoved myself forward. "I can't afford to miss any mooooooooooonngggggg!"

The canine looked over my shoulder, grinning. "Wow... he took all of it, huh?"

The roo's head tipped back and his hips thrust forward. My lips stretched around the meat, right up to his sheath; my nose pressed into his crotch and one of my paws tugged heavily on his nuts. I pulled on them with both paws, letting all my weight shove forward onto his cock. My throat bulged obscenely with the size of the shaft filling it up.

"Fu... fu.... fuuuuuuuuuck!"

And there it was. Pure male seed flooded my throat, pumping into my belly, backing up to squirt out past my lips and nose. I swallowed convulsively, but the roo was just as productive as the canine. Normally it wouldn't be a problem, but with a solid foot of doggy cock thrusting rapidly in and out of my tail hole, I was having a little more trouble than usual focusing on not drowning in cum.

What a way to go, though.

The roo pulled my head back with one paw. His other hand grasped his cock at the base as he took me off. Shots of pure roo protein splattered the inside of my muzzle before the tip flipped up, sending arcing shots of cum over the top of my head, over my face, painting my muzzle and cheeks and eyes. I tried to get my muzzle back around the tip and suckled down a few more jets of cum as the roo jacked his shaft eagerly. His fingers curled into my fur, holding me in place despite the rocking, thrusting, humping canine plunging my ass.

The roo released me eventually as the flow relaxed. I moaned appreciatively, gurgling as I licked his shaft clean, scooping up drops of white cum and swallowing them down. My belly felt full, though whether it was his huge load or the canine's massive cock, I wasn't sure.

I couldn't stop the yip that escaped my lips when the canine's claws caught at my thighs and belly. He pulled me back sharply, banging his giant knot against my tail hole. The roo grinned.

"Dude, if you tie him, you'll be here for an hour."

"Fuck, I know. But I really want to..."

"Unnnnnnnngggggg!"

The last moan was mine. The jock teased me, grinding his knot against my ring, threatening to split me open. His cock jerked inside my body. I was sure if I felt my belly, I'd be able to feel the length distending my skin. I didn't dare move and kept my paws on the floor, forcing myself to focus on the roo's half-erect cock instead.

Powerful arms wrapped around my chest. The canine's body leaned over, pushing into my backside. My legs went out and we fell to the ground. My cock squished between my belly and the floor, still strapped into my underwear and pants. The canine used the new position to his advantage, humping me fast and furiously, driving the entire mammoth shaft in from tip to knot, again and again.

"Oh, fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck!" I gasped, eyes shut, head down, claws scraping the tile as he took me.

Finally he came. I wasn't sure whether I wanted him to stop or not. My poor prostate felt like someone had taken a hammer to it and my cock jerked, spurting a mess of pre-cum into my shorts. My balls felt so tight I wondered if they even be able to squirt out a cum shot.

Rivulets of seed ran down my rump and thighs. I could feel each heavy, pulsing wave of seed emptying into my gut as the canine's claws scratched at my shoulders. His grip relaxed eventually, and he experimentally shoved himself in and out again, enjoying the feeling of my clenching, tight rump around his length.

"Shit, I'd go again if we didn't have class," he said. "I'm still hard. This dude's ass is incredible. Just like a vixen's."

The roo's breathing was back to normal. He leaned forward, still on his knees, and used a paw to wipe his cock off on a dry patch of my fur around my shoulder blades. I just about croaked. My heart thumped. Oh, fuck me, they were actually wiping their dicks clean on me. It was like my inner slut was going nuts.

The roo stood and pulled up his shorts and underwear, stuffing his half-hard length back inside. The canine finished up in my rump a minute or two later. They chatted casually as the Doberman's muscular abs contracted with each steady thrust, until he was satisfied I'd completely drained his oversized testicles. From their conversation, I learned both their names for the first time - Rick, the kangaroo, and Javier, the Doberman. It was strange to realize I hadn't known Javier's name all this time. Rick played on the soccer team and was a kicker for the football team, which made sense considering the size of his legs. I still didn't know Javier's position on the football team.

The Doberman's massive cock pulled out of my rump an inch at a time, making me gasp and squirm. The canine grinned as he freed himself and wiped his cock on my lower back, just as Rick had done.

"Hey, thanks again, dude. Now that Rick's seen you action, maybe they'll believe me, huh?"

"Oh, for sure, dude. Fuck, I'm coming back with you tomorrow. That fox can suck a dick like nobody's business. That okay?"

I managed to weakly push myself onto my arms and nod. "Su... sure..."

Both big males were dressed and out the door a few minutes later. Javier grinned over his shoulder at me as he left.

"You are the best, dude! I feel so relaxed right now. I'm gonna kill that history test." He moved to follow Rick into the hallway, but stopped and turned back to me. "You know... I wonder if it wouldn't be better if you... um... wore different clothing. You know. Because Rick and I, we aren't gay, so if you pretended to be... uh..."

My sore hole clenched up tighter. Was he... asking me to cross-dress? I hadn't really thought of it before, but if it meant I could keep on sucking and fucking the biggest cocks I'd ever seen on two supremely hard-bodied males, I figured it was worth it.

"Yeah... yeah, I can try to come up with something," I managed to say, ears burning. Was I going too far now? I mean, I'd thought about dressing up before. Truth be told, I even had a pair of silk panties I wore because they were comfortable. Playing dress up for a couple of straight guys so that they'd feel better about fucking me stupid...

It was really a no-brainer. Of course I'd do it. Shit, the more I thought about it, the more I knew I was willing to do pretty much anything for cocks like that. I was a real size queen. But I also realized I didn't care. They were having fun, I was getting the best sex of my life, and there were no foreseeable downsides, at least at the moment.

"Awesome! Thanks, man. Tell you what, I'll even give you a few bucks. It's not fair if you're doing it for us and have to pay for it all yourself, right?" He reached for his wallet, pulled out a wad of 20s, and set them on the corner of the sink. "Sweet. See you tomorrow, dude." The jock turned to follow the roo and I heard snippets of their conversation before the noise faded. "Hey, the Battle of Hastings was in Russia, right?"

Was I getting paid for sex? Was I a prostitute now?

No, it was like he said. Sometimes simple logic was the best. This was fun, and he expected to have to help pay for fun times, whether it was buying drinks at the bar, paying for a girl's dinner, or paying for a male fox to dress up like a girl and suck his dick down to the sheath. My rump slowly drained. I dragged myself to the toilet and sat there for a while, groaning every now and then as aftershocks hit me. My paw went to my cock, stroking feverishly. Within a few seconds, I was shooting stripes across my white-furred belly. Then I came again a few minutes later. My cock ached, my ass ached, my muzzle ached.

I'd never felt better. Plus, that sociology paper was almost a guaranteed 'A' - the teacher was an assistant coach on the football team. I wondered how I'd be able to fit in the cross-dressing. I also wondered where I should go shopping.