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Dieff was true to his word and the hyaenodon was now stripped naked and on his knees in front of the couch. The coffee table was cocked at an odd angle to give the man some room to kneel. Semple was seated on the couch swallowing down another beer, and the kangaroo was also very much naked himself. Their deal had originally been this: "keep this a secret, pass me some Tina pussy, and you can have some fun at my expense." At first, it seemed only fair for one time lay with the zebra, Semple's girl. It was a chance to cram his cock into the city's hottest cunt after all! Let the girl tell Soaktown how good Dieff is in bed, more at 11!

But, he wanted more pussy than that single round, and he hated to admit it, but the boomer... Always got him off hard. Semple was frightening in his skill with the stick. He might have been almost as good as he was at popping off a bottom. Not that he was a bottom! No. Dieff grabbed the soft squishy cock in front of him and started stroking it.

"Wanna beer, mate?" Semple offered. Dieff only grimaced in return.

"Fuck no, too dangerous already with one drunk idiot here." He said. His eyes didn't leave the hot dick stiffening in his grip. Semple was visibly relaxed and patiently enjoying the attention he was being given. The hyaenodon's face felt just as red and he couldn't keep his nervousness at bay. That's how he got when he was around Semple. The roo's dick at least. He looked up and his eyes met the boomers. It felt too awkward and he looked back down at the fattening shaft, which thankfully couldn't look back at him.

"Feels good, mate. Doncha wanna pick it up a bit?" Semple said after draining the last of his beer. Dieff leaned in and shut his eyes before touching his tongue to the heavy cock. It didn't taste like much. The flavor was of clean skin and was neither bad nor good. What he did get was a nose full of musk, however. He liked it. Semple had a great smell of raw male. His own cock hung thick between his legs, and if he'd have looked down at it he'd have noticed a few damp spots on the carpet from where his pre was dripping. Even his asshole was eager, and that made him burn with that much more embarrassment! Tina better have room in her schedule...

Dieff continued his licking on Semple's meaty rod for several minutes while mixing in firm strokes with a double handed grip. The boomer's pole was slick and shiny with spit, and Dieff didn't resist when Semple put his hand around one if his ears to give a good rub. "Oy, mate. This boomah needs a good cum." Semple wasn't demanding with him, which made it worse in the very end. The roo could have just taken him hard and fast, use Dieff like a toy for a rapid finish. Dieff could weather that storm and be done, but Semple instead let Dieff decide how his ass would get stretched. Dieff clenched his ass in reflex and felt a rush of urgency and needy heat flash across his cock and in his ass. He needed a good cum, too.

"Fuck me over the couch." He heard himself say. His ears drooped nervously, even though this wouldn't be the first time he's bent over for Semple. He was playing gay for pay, and the payment was the boomer's televised sweetheart that winked at her viewers every broadcast. He was going to have another hard go at that cunt, he told himself.

"Aye, mate!" They both stood and switch their places around. The couch was still warm from Semple's body had warmed it up, and the position was mostly comfortable with his elbows resting on the depressed cushions. He felt big hands glide over his waist and hips, then under him to grope at his rigid cock. He could feel his dick throb hard under Semple's grip. Kelly was off on gang business, and none of his side bitches had been around the past few days. He knew Semple would fuck him into a crazy orgasm. Dieff needed a serious booty call tonight, but that wasn't why he'd rung up the boomer, right? No, it was that stripped piece of ass on the tv, he thought. When Semple finally lined his cock up with the hyaenodon's tight ass he was trembling with excitement. How could anyone not? It was a fucking monster, and this was coming from a guy whose own cock left his bitches will jelly legs.

"Awwhn, Fa-huck!" Dieff grunted. Not a moment was wasted and Semple found himself shoved firmly into place. The roo sank past the tender entrance and the rest parted willingly like the red sea for Moses. Dieff was now practiced at taking the roo, and his body was hungry for the train to roll into station. Practiced just like Tina was by now at taking a fat prick in whichever hole a stud could find. "Fuck you, Semple!"

Semple didn't say much. He mostly grunted and made the kinds noises a man makes as he takes a bitch. Masculine moans and hard snorting from a nose that sat atop a set of clenched teeth. And it all turned Dieff on so much to listen to it as the boomer worked his length back and forth like a saw in a log. Being under a stud built to breed, and breed hard, was something unique and tribal. Most men couldn't sound and move like that if they were actors in porn. Semple was real fucking deal and Dieff was experiencing it the hard way. The hyaenodon was clawing at the cushions under him as the roo was clawing at his hips for a better hold.

The big kangaroo was snorting through his nose and grunting through his teeth as he took Dieff hard. The sound of wet hips clapping together could have been confused with the rapid thumps of two boxers trading blows in the rain. The damp spot on the floor was now a sticky puddle of their combined pre. Dieff could feel the roo's excess precum dripping out and rolling across his nuts.

Dieff laid himself out on the cushions and let himself be rocked back and forth with Semple's deep thrusts. It actually felt good to be taken as he gritted his teeth and snorted through his nose. He had taken up the habit of holding back his orgasm for as long as he could. He'd never last as long as Semple but he'd feel weak if he didn't at least try to match the boomer. If he was going to cum from a dick, then that dick was going to have to force it out if him! But this didn't only feel great because the cock reaming him out was huge. It was also hitting all the perfect spots inside him he didn't know he had. His prostate was being worked over like a masseuse taking care of a hard spot. Dieff compared it to having a bitch ride his cock so she could do all the work. Get a bitch who knows what she's doing and you've got your orgasm handed to you on a silver platter. Except this wasn't a bitch in his lap but a boomer stud burying his stick balls deep. He just had to bend over and let Semple deliver his fat aussie package.

"F-fuck! Semple, oh shit!" Dieff cursed as soon as the roo managed to pop the hyaenodon's cork, his lengthy pole spraying its load all over the carpet and foot of the couch. Semple was a master at his craft and dug his dick in extra hard when he noticed Dieff was cumming. This just made him cum harder. Dieff couldn't see straight and nearly bit a hole in the poor cushion under his face. "F-f-fuck me, Semple! Dirty, boomer!"

And Semple kept fucking him. He was a hot rod's engine with a red hot motor thundering away with all pistons a blur. Nothing could stop the roo until he hit the brick wall of an orgasm. Dieff couldn't help himself and started thrusting his hips back into the roo's own. The way Semple's balls were slapping his own was almost painful, but that was how he knew when Semple would cum. The more those balls pulled up tight the closer the boomer was to dumping his nuts. When he could no longer feel those balls swinging against his own, that was when. Semple's cock would stiffen and swell, then Dieff would suffer the indignity of cumming his balls off a second time by being bred. Just like that slutty news anchor he was going to be fucking, and his straight ass fucking loved it.

Semple was getting rougher with him sooner than he normally did. Dieff was beginning to figure the roo would pop earlier than normal. That thought was almost enough to get his cock hard again, not that he needed any extra encouragement to get stiff. He'd be rigid again by the time Semple was ready to fill him, which would be real fucking soon. Those balls felt a lot higher now.

"H-hurry! Fuckin' do it, boomer!" The hyaenodon spat. The balls behind him vanished upward as if to respond to Dieff's goading. A few minutes of rough pounding later and Dieff finally felt the cock expand in his backside. He felt every vein surge with blood, two rock hard stones for balls putting dents in his ass cheeks as the roo collided into him one last time. "Cum in me, Semple! Get it over with!"

The orgasm hit him like a fire hose. His own cock was dry heaving in sync with the boomstick firing off inside him. The roo was jabbing and grinding into him violently, and he loved it so damn much! Both studs kept grinding hard into each other as they rode out their mutual orgasms. The mess between Dieff's legs was spreading out under the couch after having drenched his inner thighs. There was so much cum, and it kept squirting out from around the tight seal of his pucker hugging that roo cock. Every weakening thrust Semple gave made noises of slurping and sucking until he finally pulled himself free. Dieff groaned at the sudden hollow feeling.

"Ha ah, aye, mate. I love your hard ass." Dieff hesitated before responding. He could feel Semple's cum spilling out his backside and down his balls and cock.

"Just fuckin' tell Tina you got shit to do tonight." Dieff panted hard into the couch cushions. The best way he could thank Semple was to give the best he good to his anchorwoman. This is Dieff were talking about, after all. "But you found her a fuckin' replacement."