Three Queers and a Deer
Two friends have fun with another, while a certain spectator enjoys the show.
"What movie do you want to watch?" Attic bent over the pile of films next to his TV, sorting through and picking out a few he thought his friend might like. Corwin stared at the cat's ass, bubble butt wiggling slightly as Attic shuffled through the cases. Adjusting the growing bulge in his shorts, the bird paused long enough to respond.
"W-Whatever.... I'm not picky." Attic turned around, adjusting his jeans and presenting his friend with a low-budget sci-fi film which he'd been meaning to watch. "Sure," came the bird's half-hearted response.
"Sweet," Attic purred, putting the film in and returning to sit beside his friend on the couch, fiddling with the remote to get the movie started.
Attic pulled back, gasping for air and rubbing his paws along the girthy cock in front of his face. He licked his lips, savouring the salty flavour on his tongue. Twenty minutes ago Corwin and him were watching some sci-fi movie on the television in his basement, and now here he was, on his knees in front of his friend, worshipping Corwin's particularly impressive rod. Attic purred, leaning forward to inhale the musky scent of his friend's junk, flicking his tongue out to lick it at the base.
"Fuck, kitty," came Corwin's breathy voice, his feathered hand moving to the ruffle Attic's ears and pressure his head forward to the tip, urging the cat to put his warm mouth back to work. Attic obliged, one furry paw holding the base of Corwin's shaft steady while his mouth worked it, sucking and sliding the meaty dick in and out of his kisser. The kitty purred while doing so, closing his eyes and enjoying the smells and sounds of the oral he'd been dreaming about for so long as his friend's dick pumped in and out of his mouth.
Corwin pulled the purring cat off his cock, to mewls of dissatisfaction.
"C-Come on, Attic, you can't do all the work." And I don't want to finish yet.
"You mean...?"
"Yeah. Come on, get on the couch." Attic happily obliged, excited at the thought of giving and receiving. Damn, he thought, why don't I invite you over more often? He and Corwin switching positions, the bird kneeling under Attic on the floor while the cat eagerly pulled down his jeans, tossing them aside.
"Damn..." Corwin breathed, running his feathered hands over Attic's soft and rounded thighs, enjoying the way the kitty purred as he got closer to Attic's own sizable cock, now standing at full attention. Corwin gripped it's base, enjoying the girthy feel as Attic's breath hitched, his paws moving to the bird's shoulders. Corwin flicked his tongue out of his beak, teasing the tip and eliciting low moans from his friend. Opening his maw further, the bird enveloped his friend's cock in his mouth, causing Attic to buck his hips slightly, grabbing onto the back of Corwin's head and moaning lewdly as his friend expertly worked his dick. Corwin looked up, locking eyes with the cat and enjoying the shades of ecstasy as they played across his face.
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Jack yawned, a subtle purr of contentment rumbling from his chest as he scratched at his fur. The purr deepened as he scratched at his crotch, a somewhat insistent itch ruining his otherwise mellow mood. Oh well, he thought, looking around at the street he was walking upon, I can jerk it once I get home.Coming up to Attic's apartment, he sighed as his padded feet took to the steps. Leave it to that cat to forget we had an assignment due tomorrow. Jack knocked at the door, waiting for a response but hearing none. Lazy. Cute, but lazy. Finding the door open, Jack nudged his way inside and looked for signs of life. Spotting a light leading downstairs, he descended the steps, absent-mindedly adapting his steps to the quiet of the house.
"O-Oh fuck, Corwin!"
Jack froze. Corwin? The bird? What was he doing here? He nudged further down the steps, until he could crouch and look over the railing to the rest of the open downstairs. Jack gasped slightly, covering his mouth with a floofy paw. Here he was, worrying about a silly assignment, and here his friends were; sucking each other off. Now there's an idea, Jack purred, a devilish grin spreading across his face as he hopped down the steps, making his presence known.
"A party? And no one invited little ol' me?"
Corwin froze, cock in mouth, as Attic looked towards Jack but seemed too lost in his arousal to bother being worried about much of anything. Corwin slid Attic's rod out of his jaws, making eye contact with the cat as the two shared a mutual look of desire. Corwin looked to Jack and smiled, beckoning him over as he flipped Attic over on the couch - the kitty now on his hands and knees - Attic licking his lips as Corwin moved to mount him from behind and Jack sauntered over, pants being undone as he goes.
"That's a good kitty," Jack cooed, gripping the back of Attic's head as he pulled down his underwear, turgid cock popping out. Attic gripped it, lapping at the base as he enjoyed the new smell, moving up to envelop the tip with his lips. Jack groaned, pressuring the back of Attic's head and pushing his dick forward, urging the cat on inch by inch.
Behind the action, Corwin groped at Attic's ass, positioning his cock against the cat's pucker. Grinning, the bird slowly forced his way in, eliciting loud whimpers of pleasure from Attic as he shoved farther, inch by inch. Attic involuntarily moaned on Jack's dick, body on fire from the delicious sensations of being spitroasted between two big cocks. He purred, working his mouth up and down on Jack's rod while bucking his hips back to meet with Corwin's thrusts, closing his eyes and moaning loudly with every particular deep pounding of his bubble butt by Corwin's cock...
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Miles' breath hitched, his eyes barely believing what they saw. Corwin, Attic, and Jack... Oh god, he thought, his cheeks flushing as he crouched down to look through the basement window. Attic was there, moaning and bobbing up and down on a cock.. Jack's cock? There's Corwin, hips thrusting powerfully.. Oh my god. Ohhh my god.Miles fidgeted, mouth agape and eyes plastered to the lewd scene before him. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught his hand snaking it's way down to his crotch fur, massaging and rubbing. I can't... I can't, I mean... Miles looked around, seeing the street completely empty and none of the neighbours in their yards. Nobody's around. But they're my friends... Miles bit his lip, absentmindedly rubbing at his growing erection.
"Fuck it," he said, gripping his now turgid cock and jerking it, face pressed against the glass, kneeling in the yard of his neighbour. He saw Jack grip Attic's head, eagerly facefucking the cat's mouth. He saw Corwin put a leg up on the couch, gripping Attic's hips and thrusting harder and faster into that beautiful bubble butt. He saw both spitroasters pull out simultaneously, frantically rubbing their cocks as they sprayed their cum all over Attic's face and ass.
Miles groaned, his own rod pulsating and emptying its load against the window. He collapsed, panting and groaning in the afterglow. Damn, Miles thought, enjoying the sensitive feeling of his fur against the grass.
I have some great friends.