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_Chapter 1 can be found here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/952028. Thank you all for your support and comments and thank you for reading! _

Geoff really had no idea how Kyle thought they were going to get anything done while there was such a big party going on and part of him came to the realization that they were never going to.

The frat house had one of those big college parties every weekend but it was pretty much impossible to get an invite to it. It was one of those big ones around campus, a Victorian in a neighborhood where that the landlords decided that they were crazy enough to rent out to college kids. In this case, the house was supposedly owned by a fraternity brother from about twenty years ago, Geoff was explained to by a large, drunken otter dressed in nothing but a hooded sweater who, for some reason, made sure Geoff saw his recent tongue piercing. When the larger mustelid began to trail his webbed paws up Geoff's thighs, he was almost relieved when Kyle dragged him away to get in on a round of TailCup.

The house was packed from wall to wall with all different furs from various fraternities and sororities. Geoff found himself shoulder to shoulder with them all; loud, drunken students, some of whom were in his classes and beyond surprised to see him there. He stuck out like a sore dewclaw. His fur bristled and whiskers twitched at the thought of how disgustingly dirty the floor was already. Cheap beer, cheap shots, and fruity mixed drinks were constantly flowing at, what Geoff thought, was a never ending rate. The combination of loud music blaring over the speakers and the conversation of furs; laughs and shouts of "chug, chug, chug!" filled Geoff's small ears. Though, he had to admit, he was amused at the lithe female cheetah who was out drinking many of the guys.

He stayed close to Kyle the entire night since he was the only one that the otter really knew at the gathering and, for some reason, that larger otter seemed to leave him alone when he was seen next to the wolf. Was it an alpha male thing? Geoff had no idea.

As the night went on, he made sure that the wolf's cup never ran out with either beer or shots while he took nothing more than a small sip of his own and dumping the rest of the contents down the sink or in a houseplant or just casually leaving the cup on one of the side tables, never to return. He didn't feel that guilty about it. Someone would drink that abandoned cups. Now and then, one of the many women there would make their way over to Kyle and the otter had to pull the wolf away from make-outs, gropes, and grinding up against walls. He needed the canine needy enough to want this.

Finally, after what seemed like five hours, Geoff found Kyle slumped on one of the couches. Finally, he had hit his limit. He rubbed his webbed paws together before he helped him up the stairs with the promise that they would finally get Kyle's homework done, the canine's big arm slumped over the mustelid's shoulder.

Kyle somehow got one of the larger bedrooms. Geoff wasn't surprised; Kyle came from a pretty well off family and he was sure that they chipped in a few extra hundred to ensure that Kyle got a bigger bedroom. The otter looked around the room as they entered; the area full of the full sized bed, empty bottles, used condoms, dirty clothes all over the floor, posters of sports stars and naked females. The only clear space was the wolf's desk which, had his open laptop, textbooks, and notebooks on it. Geoff doubted that Kyle had ever opened half of the books.

Kyle fell back onto the bed with a stupid laugh and began babbling about how he fingered Carrie the okapi from their philosophy class while he was in line to use the bathroom.

"You should have been there, dude. That chick's pussy was soaked already. She came so fast and, man, she really wanted a piece of this. Would've gotten some too if you didn't pull me away!" The wolf grabbed the crotch of his own beer soaked jeans and laughed even harder while Geoff closed locked the door to the other's bedroom, drowning out the obnoxiously loud music and shouting.

"Yeah, yeah, that's really interesting," Geoff snorted and climbed onto the bed next to Kyle, the other's quiz in his webbed paw. He pulled out his phone and turned on the video camera before he propped it up on Kyle's nightstand, making sure that he had a perfect shot of the bed, thankful that the wolf's eyes were already closed. He was further gone than he thought. Perfect. He let the quiz slip from his fingers and leaned in, his fingers trailing back down to the crotch of Kyle's jeans, his mustelid heart beating faster and faster as the canine didn't push him away. "You guys throw amazing parties. Can't believe I got an invite, dude. Thanks for that."

"Hey, no problem. You got my homework done for me. Gonna get me an A on it, huh rudderbutt?" Kyle hiccuped and let out another drunken laugh.

Pop went the button on Kyle's jeans as Geoff's fingers began to slide inside, his thick rudder of a tail flicking back and forth as he smirked, feeling the canine's hardness, his boxers already sticky with pre and damp with beer and sweat. "Those chicks down there are real teases, though. Why don't you let me help take care of things? Seems like you need to relax. With the term finishing up? Not doing too well in classes? I know how it goes."

Kyle grunted as the button of his jeans popped open, his hips arched up as the otter's paw slipped in. He snorted, "Yeah? What's a nerd like you going to do to help me out there? Have you ever had sex, dude? Man, I knew you were into guys. I could sense it. Hell, even Snacks could sense it. That's why he was feelin' ya up and shit." He tapped his head, "I got that gaydar thing."

Geoff licked his lips as he wrapped his fingers around the throbbing outside of his boxers, trailing his thumb over the covered leaking tip. He forgot how copious canines were. "A hot wet muzzle, is a hot wet muzzle, right? There's not that much of a difference." He grinned up at the wolf as he shimmied down on his stomach until he was face to crotch with him. "What? You frat boys never get drunk enough and just fuck for the hell of it? No circle jerks or any of that? Never got naked with, what's his name? Snacks?" He fished his arousal from its confines and flicked his tongue past his heavily whiskered muzzle and over the red tapered tip."Come on. I bet you that I could get you off just as good, if not better than some of those whores downstairs."

Kyle groaned loudly as Geoff dragged his thumb over the cockhead, rolling his hips up against him. He laughed loudly and shook his head."Is that the kind of shit you really think goes on? Man, you really don't know how things go around these place, do you? " He didn't put up any fight as he watched the otter slide down and gave a content sigh of relief as his tongue pressed up against his thick arousal; making it pulse and twitch. "Let's see what you can do. You suck me off and and get me off, I'll admit you're just as good as one of those chicks downstairs."

Geoff scoffed and waved a paw, " Pffft. I've seen enough porn. If sororities do it, then fuck, I'm sure frats do it too." He laughed and pressed his broad soft nose to his crotchfur, breathing in the deep scent of sweat, pre, and musk mixed together. Pure maleness.

He huffed a breath of warm air over his cock and groaned as he watched it twitch and pulse in his webbed paw. He leaned in and took the leaking tip between his lips and slowly slid his muzzle down, keeping his cheeks sucked in so that the length was engulfed in the tight, wet, heat. He smirked up at Kyle as his cock filled his muzzle, his lips and tongue eagerly working as he sucked hungrily.

Geoff had to admit that Kyle was girthier than he thought he would be and gave a soft grunt as Kyle gripped the back of his head in his paw, helping to guide his head further down, pushing his cock deeper into his muzzle, muffling a moan. Drool dribbled from his muzzle as his rudder flicked faster, his muzzle full of the wolf's cock. His free paw slipped into his own pants to grope at his throbbing sheath sheath, stroking it as his cock began to slip from its furry cover. He glanced up and saw that Kyle's eyes were closed before he glanced back over at his phone. He hoped that it was capturing all of this.

He was a bit disappointed in himself with how tired his jaw was already. It had been a while and he was sure that the small bit of alcohol he had didn't help much. He huffed through his nose as his tongue worked at the leaking tip, gathering up the copious amount of precum that was spilling from it. He pulled back slightly, inhaling Kyle's musk as he tried to get a breath before he pushed his muzzle back down, burying his nose into the wolf's crotchfur, his cock pressing at the back of his throat.

Kyle gripped his head even tighter, keeping him still as he felt his knot was just starting to swell at the base before he pulled Geoff back up to his leaking tip. "Yeah? You love that dick don'tcha, rudderbutt?" He pulled him all the way off of his cock and kept Geoff's head a mere couple of inches away from his arousal.

He gasped for breath and squirmed once Kyle pulled his muzzle away from him, looking up at him as he was connected to the throbbing thick head by a strand of saliva. The wolf was stronger than he thought he was. "Yeah.." he panted out and struggled to get his mouth back around it, fighting the grip on him. Once Geoff slid his cock back into Geoff's mouth, his lips and tongue automatically returned to work, the vulgar sounds of sucks and slurps filling the room.

Kyle groaned louder and drunkenly babbled, "Damn rudderbutt, you weren't kidding. You are pretty good at this. Now what about under that tailhole of yours, huh? Does your other end feel this good? Your Otter-end? HAH! Do you want this? You want me to fuck that tailhole of yours? Breed your ass nice and deep? Let me know how bad you want it, boy..."

Geoff's eyes widened as he glanced back up as he heard his proposition. A blowjob was one thing but if he could catch that on camera? Kyle the big lacrosse star eagerly bedding an otter? That would be perfect! He silently nodded as eagerly as he could with his dick in his maw and the paws on his skull.

Kyle groaned and grunted as he pulled the otter up and off his dick. He reached down to rub the leaking shaft over the mustelid's face and gave him a few firm slaps on his wiggling nose and his whiskered muzzle, smirking as Geoff licked at the salty pre that was left behind. The wolf stood up and pulled his shirt up and over his head, though he still left his jeans on, his cock throbbing through the open fly.

Geoff undid his own pants and pulled them and his briefs down over his hips. He scampered up on all fours with his chest pressed down against the bed, his ass up in the air. He heard the wolf spit behind him and the sound of a wet paw on an already slick cock. Not the preferable amount of lube and he tensed slightly as he felt his heavy rudder being lifted.

Kyle nudged the leaking tip of his cock right up to Geoff's puckered hole. "Beg for it, rudderbutt. Let me know how much of a cock-hungry bitch you are."

Geoff blushed hard. He could still hear the party going on, people talking right outside the door. So help him if anyone tried to bust the door open. He had locked it, right? "Dude, come on, just begging?" He reached back with his paws and spreads his cheeks wide, exposing his pink puckered hole, twitching and quivering with need under his heavy, flagged tail. "Could just show you instead. Want you to fucking fill me, Kyle. Want you to stretch me wide, let them all know what a little slut I am. Wonder if your frat brothers will have some interest too. Wonder how jealous Snacks would be.."

Yeah. He would have to edit out his voice. Whatever got the wolf going, though.

Kyle laughed at his comments and brought his paws down to Geoff's waist. He gave the pert ass a firm smack that echoed in the bedroom before he gripped his hips and pulled him back. He pushed his cock against his hole and pushed in, groaning as he slid in with a long steady stroke, watching as his canine cock slid in inch after inch into the mustelid. His head rolled back and he shuddered as he slid all the way down to the hilt, his knot beginning to swell larger. Another slap to his ass. He didn't give Geoff a chance to adjust before he pulled his hips back and slammed back in hard, starting up a steady rhythm of thrusts right away.

Geoff's eyes widened as Kyle pushed into him, his own paw slipping from his ass to grip at the blankets. Sure, he knew the wolf was thick, he had just had him in his muzzle after all but it was so much different when it was under his tail. He moaned and cried out and squirmed as the canine pushed deeper and deeper inside his ass. Geoff panted out as his hips bucked into the air. His fingers of his free paw grasped his own cock, teasing himself."Oh ..Kyle..yeah...pound me, man."

Kyle's paws gripped his hips roughly, hard enough to leave bruises the otter's hips under his short brown fur, the sound of wet slaps filling the room as the wolf's pelvis smacked his ass over and over, the teeth from the zipper of his jeans nipping at his fur. He grunted and growled down at the otter as his tongue lolled, his chest rising as he panted heavily. Yeah, fucking take that dick... gonna fill your ass up... gonna get you nice and slick..." He's growled louder as his dick pulsed and twitched inside of him. The wolf was already close.

Geoff laughed and moaned once more, pre flowing more freely from his own dick, his webbed fingers soaked with the slick liquid as he jerked himself faster, not caring that it was spilling onto Kyle's blankets. He pushed back into each of his thrusts as he clenched hard around Kyle each time he pulled out, trying to keep that thickness inside his body. "Give it to me. Want to...nnn feel this for a fucking week."

Kyle smirked and slowed down his thrusts but increased the force of it, each one almost knocking the wind out of the otter. The headboard of his bed hitting the wall with each buck of his hips. His thrusts began to get more erratic with his breathing and, finally, with a grunt, Geoff felt the swelling knot pushed into him accompanied with thick rope after rope of canine seed. The otter gasped and arched up as he spilled into his own paw before both bodies collapsed on the bed with heavy pants.

Kyle chuckled and pulled out with a low groan, his seed sliding out of Geoff's ass and down the otter's inner thighs. He wiped his dick off on the back of his ass and on the mustelid's tail. d "Thanks for the quickie, rudderbutt," he panted. "I'm gonna go get a beer. You stay here, got it? Should actually start getting some work done. Man, proof that you barely party. Can't tell when someone's faking drunk, can you?"

Geoff 's eyes widened. His jaw went slack. Kyle was...faking? But, didn't he see him drink all those drinks? He groaned as he realized. The time Kyle went to the bathroom. That time that he was distracted by the other otter. Kyle must've gone to fill up on water then.

"I...er..I'm not going anywhere."

"Good," Kyle gave him a toothy grin and zipped up his pants. "Oh, one last thing," the wolf pointed at his laptop. "Going to have to try another position next time. Don't think I got your face this round." He winked as he shut the door to his bedroom, his laughter mixing with the sounds of the party.

Geoff paled. He hadn't noticed the green light on the laptop before that indicated that the webcam was on and running. How could he have been so stupid. No wonder his desk was clear!

Kyle had captured the entire thing. He had just as much material as Geoff had.

The otter gulped.

It was going to be a long night.