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Billy stood in the dryer and ruffled up his fur as the dryer did its best. It didn't work nearly as well as the one he had at home. The massive male would still be damp by the time he ran out of time for the dryer. Sure, he could take some time to try and get every bit of his pelt dried. If he could get all the way in it that is. But it'd be about an hour at this rate. Wouldn't really be polite since these were public. Still, be nicer if the gym would get the one for denser pelts working again. It'd been down for a couple months now. Made things difficult for folks like him. He breathed out a low huff and turned to ruffle fingers through his thick blue fur. Wouldn't be so bad if someone were there to help him with drying out as well.

Which almost immediately lead to thoughts of Mandy. Hadn't been too long since they met and started... hanging out, so to speak. He wouldn't say it was always about the sex, but it was about sex often enough.

The behemoth breathed out a low growling noise as he felt his cock twitching. A quick glance around showed that he was still alone out there. Really didn't like explaining why he was strutting around in the locker room with a boner. He'd had to do that a few times when Mandy decided to slip back here into the guy's area. The boobi just loved getting him worked up and pushing the envelop on just what she could get away with. He loved it.

Billy hurried to the locker to get his stuff before thought turned to action. Damp fur didn't bother him too much so long as he got dried before too long. He pulled his clothes out of the locker quickly and pulled them on. His gym bag got slung over his shoulder and he was out of the locker room in moments. There were times where he was thankful that he was so large. Long legs stretched out to carry him across the gym and out to the street in seconds. It was the chill of the night that slowed him down just a half step. The male huffed and let his long tail sway behind him. Breath fogged on the air as he looked up and down the road. Home was a bit away, usually caught the bus and jogged the rest of the way, but it was getting to be a bit cool. As damp as his fur was it wouldn't take much before the chill would start to soak too deep. Then he'd be hours trying to warm up again. Breathing out a foggy sigh, he whipped out his phone and checked an app. Luck was with him though, there was a driver ready to pick him up that wasn't too far off. Just hoped they didn't have one of those compact, efficient cars.

It was a truck. Big one. Billy wedged himself into the back seat, swiped his card, and settled down as the driver started down the road again. He hated having to pay for rides like this, tended to be a lot more expensive than other ways. But he didn't have his own car so what was one to do? He tucked against the door and peered out at the buildings as they passed. The driver, a rooster, didn't really say much as he drove. Just kept tapping out a rhythm on the steering wheel in time with the music that blasted over the radio. Drawing out his phone, Billy started browsing through his messages and such as he was ferried around.

He only got a second to look before the phone buzzed in his hand and a familiar avian face popped up. Fingers slipped over the screen before his ringer could started up. Really didn't want Mandy's special ringer to kick up so the driver could hear it. "Hello?" he muttered into the phone.

"What's up, Stud?" came the low, trilling purr from the boobi.

That purr in her voice made his cock twitch inside of his pants and drew a huff from him. "Just got done at the gym, heading home. How's your trip so far?"

"Not too bad. Stopped so Julie could fill up the car and stretch our legs a bit." Her voice grew a little muffled as she looked away from the phone, "She's in there using the bathroom or getting snacks or something." She breathed out a low churring noise, "Which means..." Billy's ear twitched at the noises of her shuffling around inside of the car for a minute. A second later she almost sang, "There we go, Studly. Well, she's on her way back now. I'll call you in the morning and let you know how the bonfire was. Kisses."

The phone clicked off only to buzz a second later. Ears perked and he triggered up the phone. A blush would have flashed across his features if it hadn't been busy rushing somewhere else on his body. Mandy had snapped a picture of herself in the passenger seat of the car. The chubby boobi had lifted her top and dropped her pants enough to show off those gloriously large tits and soft pussy of hers. Even on the screen, he could see that glint in her eyes that said she knew how much he wanted it. His cock twitched inside of his pants, straining against the fabric, as memories of pounding that plush rear end into oblivion filled his mind. As he stared at the photo, another text bumped up and cut her head out of the frame. It was a teasing text from the breast bird herself, "Can't wait to take a hot shot right between these tits again."

He rolled his tongue over his lips as he tried to get his mind running so he could come up with something to say in reply to her. All he could really think of was how much he wanted to bury his cock between those breasts. Tongue brushed over his teeth as he stared at the picture. Reaching down, the behemoth let his fingers rub over the head of his cock. Nails scratched it lightly and rasped against the material of his pants. A soft huff came from his muzzle as he rubbed his palm against the length of his shaft.

A tingle raced up his spine. The extra sense that guys had when someone was about to look at them, especially while playing with themselves, crawled along the back of his head. Billy glanced up in time to catch the rooster's mirror glance. He flashed a little grin and turned the stroke into a casual scratch along his leg as he moved into a slow stretch. The driver kept a look on him for a moment longer before turning his eyes back to the road. "Going a bit out of the way to get here, aren't we? Yanno they keep track of where we drive and all that shiz."

Billy snorted, "Yeah. Live out with my pops in that gray area between the city and the suburbs." He flashed a grin, "Usually just walk out there, but too chill out for damp fur." He looked out the window as his hand fell back down to stroke over the bulge his cock made in his pants. "Dryer down at the gym got busted a while back."

"Yeah, you are a pretty shaggy son of a bitch." He turned the truck down a road, "Hope you're not shedding back there."

He laughed, "Nah, keep it brushed." Looking out the window, he clicked tongue. "You can stop here and drop me off." The truck rolled to a stop and the driver held out the little reader thing from the company. Billy swiped his card, added a tip, signed, and was out on the road with his bag in no time at all. The driver didn't waste any time lingering there. Probably wouldn't get any other riders or something until he got back to the city. Billy didn't know how it worked. He stretched his legs out and thudded up the road to his dad's place. It was a short jog, which he was thankful for since each step made his pants press and stroke against his cock. If it wasn't so cold out, he'd be tempted to whip his cock out and let it just bounce free as he ran up the driveway. Wouldn't be the first time he'd done it. That was the advantage of being on a nice bit of private land. Early morning nude jogs were incredibly bracing. And Mandy also liked to watch him bounce and bobble as he ran laps around the house.

He turned before he got to the top of the driveway, avoiding the main house entirely. A quick hop brought him over the low hedge that separated his dad's place from his little side house. The keys were out at the same time the porch light clicked on. A low huff came from the behemoth as one hand rubbed over his bulge slowly as he wrenched the door open. Booting the door shut, he quickly locked it up and made sure to put the bar in place. Absolutely last thing he wanted was for his dad to come barging in, asking about something or other. Mandy still laughed about when his dad barged in to ask about the WiFi right as Billy blew a fat load over her face while tit fucking her.

Lights stayed off, the behemoth dropping his bag in the foyer and thudded down the hall into the living room. A hop let him vault the couch and dropped right to it with a grunt. The abused couch let out a creak as he dropped all of his mighty bulk into it. One hand found the remote and started up the TV even as his other busied itself with opened his pants. Hips lifted to tug his pants down with a needy growl. Heavy cock sprang free and crashed against his shirt with a muted thump and pulsed in the blue glow of the TV. Fingers ran over his thick cock and wrapped around the shaft, massaging the flesh. A shiver raced up his spine as his thumb lightly brushed over the heavy flesh and let a nail trace along one heavy vein. A deep groan came from the behemoth as damp fur sparked lightly with his natural energy as the fingers massaged his tip through his foreskin.

His fingers started to pull back that skin when he stopped and a thought formed in his head. The male grinned at the naughtiest of ideas and reached over to click on a lamp. He kept the touch on his cock nice and light, just keeping himself worked up without pushing it further. Out came his phone before his pants were kicked off without ceremony.

Aiming the camera at his cock, he peeled his foreskin back slowly. Precum glistened in the light as he freed his tip from that fleshy cage. Tongue rolled over his lips and a breathy moan slipped free as he started to pop the foreskin. Up and down, roll it around. Listen to that lovely, wet pop as it snapped against the precum covered tip. Breath shuddered from his chest as he wrapped his hand around his cock and began to stroke it steadily. "Fucking boobi, look what you did to me." He let out a deep grown as he licked over his muzzle nosily. "Knew this was going to happen, didn't you?" he growled boldly. The couch started to creak as he started to fuck his hand in turn. Teeth gritted and turned into a low growl as his hand flew up and down his throbbing cock.

Precum flowed freely from his tip and covered his fingers in a sticky mess. He shifted the phone down closer to his cock, letting the flesh loom menacingly on the camera. Since he was going just to get off and wasn't trying to make the avian squawk, he didn't hold back. Fat tip flared and massive balls bounced. He groaned and huffed, snarling as his hips lifted upwards. A sharp buck and a throaty roar signaled his climax. Sparks crawled across his arm and cock, emitting the softest of crackles, as his cock jumped. That plush furred sac jumped and twitched as he came nice and hard. Fingers stroked up the belly of his cock, coaxing those thick, heavy blasts of his cream to jet from his tip. He clenched his ass with each twitch, making sure to put out the most he could with every last spray. Thumb rubbed over his sensitive tip slowly, drawing little huffs as he coaxed his thick cream out.

Billy let the thick cum start to soak into his pelt as he ended the recording and told his phone to send it off to Mandy. Sinking back into the seat, he breathed out a breathy huff as it started working to package it up and send it over to Mandy. He smirked to himself and wiped his hand onto his shirt before getting up. Boobi thought she could teas him with a picture. Well, wait until she got an eyeful of that video. She'd probably send him a picture or something in return, but he was content in the knowledge that he'd teased her as well.

Heaving himself off the couch, he wandered blindly through the house to his bedroom. Phone bounced onto his bed with a muted thump as he stepped into the bathroom to clean himself up and dry off. Didn't have room for a standing dryer, but he had a good, industrial hand-held model that he used. It worked, but was slow going for the most part. Having a warm, fluffed pelt felt wonderful though.

His phone flashed against the darkness of his bedroom. Naked and warmly fluffed, he dropped onto the bed with a grunt and grabbed up the phone to check. Picture message from Mandy. He gave a toothy grin and swiped to check it. Expectations of a shot of her breasts or fingers buried in her pussy filled his mind. Tongue rolled over his lips as the image started to load. Blurry and blocky, growing clearer by the second as his phone tried to retrieve it from the ether. He recognized Mandy, the pale blob that steadily cleared up. What he didn't recognize was what else was filling the picture. Was that a dildo? Beer bottle? He wasn't sure. Although she had done some interesting stuff with beer bottles before. He had an entire album saved up labeled Drunk Mandy of some really sexy stuff.

Brows shot upwards as the picture loaded the rest of the way. Mandy was kneeling under something, someone actually. Whoever it was had what only could be described as a horse cock. The boobi was winking at the camera, her tongue pressed against the thick flesh. Someone was peering at the camera from behind her with an upside down grin, probably the owner of such a cock. Billy's nostrils flared with a heavy pant as his cock twitched and began to stir. Wasn't the first time Mandy had sent him pictures of her having a fling with someone else. They were far from exclusive. Was the first time her partner was so well endowed though. He reached down to stroke his fingers over his stiffening flesh. The picture, washed out was it was, by the lantern she had with her still managed to capture the mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

No sooner had his cock reached full mast than a second photo chimed and began to load up. A low growl, not an angry one, came rolling up his throat as his hand worked up and down his shaft steadily in anticipation. Chest started to heave with deep huffs as precum coated his fingers and started to pop over his flesh.

The second picture popped up quickly. Mandy was near full frame, breasts mashed against a rock, and a look of absolute bliss on her face. Her partner looked to be a quad, one of those horse-bird things. He forgot what they were called and he really didn't care. Judging from the look on Mandy's face and the arch of the male's back he knew that the guy was going as deep as he could. Tongue rolled over his lips slowly as he breathed out a hungry growl. Billy knew all too well how it felt to take Mandy like that. Just get behind the boobi and try to break her with bestial fucking. One of the first time's he'd seen her face when being rutted like that.

Dropping the phone to his bed, he wrapped both hands around his cock. A bestial growl rattled up his throat as his hands roamed over his cock. Thumb worked over his base and rolled his balls. Despite being drained mere moments before, they were still nice and heavy. He groaned and planted his feet on the bed. Claws flexed and curled as he slammed his hips up into his hands. A deep huff came from the behemoth as fingers danced and rolled over his tip and cock. He'd always just been a single hander. Jerk it and blow. Mandy had taken control after coming up on him wanking one time and gave him a few lessons. He'd still go with the single grip, but when he could, he'd go with both. One hand rolling the base and teasing his too-heavy balls. Grip was constantly changing. Sometimes light and teasing, and the next second grabbing and jerking hard. Precum made his fingers slip and slide over his flesh. Nails gently traced his crown and ran over his veins as they formed a loose cage around his tip.

A low snarl signaled his climax. Hips slammed up against his hands, both massaging his base as he exploded all across his belly and chest. A deep huff came from the male as his hips rocked sharply into his grasp.

He held that pose, braced on the bed by just his feet and bed, body arched proudly as he milked every drop he could from his cock. Billy licked his lips, finding a splash of cum there. Didn't mind how he tasted, so he didn't balk at the rich saltiness. Legs shifted and he dropped to the bed, long tail hanging off the edge of the mattress. He grunted and lay there for a moment as he massaged his cock slowly. After a good little fap session like that, he'd normally just drop off to sleep. Except that the flash of his phone made him look towards it. Licking his fingers clean, he grabbed the phone and checked. New message from Mandy. It was a close-up of her pussy, stretched by her partner and leaking a shocking amount of cream. Directly under the picture was the caption of, "Wish you were here, <3." Billy looked at the picture for a second before sighing, wrapping his hand around his cock and starting to stroke again.

Fucking bird.