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Suds In The Bucket

By Nakishodo Glitterfox

The heat of the day made fuzzy waves of distortion rise off the cement. The city seemed to capture the sun's rays and rather gave one the impression that you were trapped under a giant magnifying glass reflecting the sun's rays just to make you miserable. At least that was what Tarro would swear too. The Young Tanuki of 25 years was outside shirtless and panting after chugging a glass of cold water. He held up the sign to the neighborhood stating a free car wash was available. It was Pride Month on campus so he had convinced a few of the frat bros to get themselves out in this heat, and the water which was a welcome relief allowed them to show off the muscles they worked so hard on while also giving an excuse to get them all soaking wet.

Win win in Tarro's book. Muscled hunks soaked in water, soap, and sweat. Their jockstraps basically leaving nothing to the imagination despite being perfectly socially acceptable. Yeah. Even if Tarro's harness was cutting into his legs with it's straps and it was becoming hard to move due to chaffing and sweat. Today was good. He waved the sign around doing a few twirls and tricks with the placard not really giving the action his full attention. He had managed to lure about 8 vehicles to the area so at least at the end of the day they had fun and some folks got their cars cleaned.

He checked the time and then pulled the whistle from his neck to get the attention of the guys. “Last one boys. We finish this up then head back to the College.” I waved the driver of a red mustang forwards to the designated spot and shifted myself slightly. I knew that my musk was leaking from my massive nuts and well I was using the heat as the excuse honestly. I couldn't help my musk in these conditions, At least that would be the excuse I'd be using if anyone from the college dared to ask. The guys probably wouldn't beyond mentioning I was stinky. Which to be fair that was true, but with balls so big that I literally had to wear a medical harness to be able to walk I'd consider a little stink a small price to pay.

I set my sign down and walked around the small quad removing the signs that also pointed to the area and putting it all under an arm. I lumbered back to see the twin doberman Marcus and Malicai still scrubbing down the sides of the car so I decided to help. I got some more soap in the bucket and grabbed a rag. Of course everyone around here basically towered over me but I could reach the parts of the car closer to the ground easier than them. And I didn't even care when a misfire of the hose coated me in water. It felt good enough that I paused and stood there letting myself get soaked in the water.

When the spray moved on due to Leon the hare realizing he had hit me I had half a mind to tell him to bring the hose back. I shook myself to get the excess water off and yeah my fur puffed up like a mini fur explosion had gone off but I didn't give enough of a damn to care right now. “You part poodle lil dude?” Teased Malicai and I flipped him the finger before resuming washing. “Water felt good.” was all I said in response focusing on finishing up the last of my part of washing so we could get the hell out of here.

When we were done and the car sprayed off a final time I gestured for the driver to go and I watched the vehicle leave. I then glanced at the troop of five guys. Leon The Rabbit. Mark and Malicai The Doberbros. Tank the Bull, (and yes he was built just like his name implied) and Chance The Otter. The only other little one amoungst these giants. “Let's hit the showers.” I stated to the group and while I was by no means the leader during the day the gentleman before me had all gotten little hits on my musk. So for the moment they were more or less obedient. But a shower was a reasonable request after all. Sides we weren't that far from the gym. I let the big ones lead the way and I fell into step beside Chance. “Well at least it was a way to spend the day outside of the dorm.” I stated to Chance while unashamedly watching the butts of the Doberman as we walked along.

We were all in various jockstraps without shirts on if that wasn't obvious by now. “Ya sure you should be staring so much?” Chance whispered to me as if afraid to get caught. I snort quietly before I replied. “Hun it's pride month. They made the choice to put on those jockstraps and show their little tan heart shaped ass.” I gave him a wry look. “You know that everyone here is doing such willingly.” I wave a paw down at my own jockstrap and soaking wet harness. “Even if this chafes like fucking hell. I even consented to be out here to wash cars. Though admittedly I'm probably going to shower with Tank.” It was no secret that with my harness off the bigger guys literally had to help me move. I could barely walk with my nuts unharnessed. I was Three feet tall. Even Chance was taller than me by 2 feet. But due to the smell of my musk and such I honestly had no trouble getting a dude to cum in or on. But I didn't like to use my scent like that. Sure it was easy, but it bothered me slightly when it happened.

Cuase even a totally straight dude would lunge for my nuts when they got a whiff of my scent. It had led to some interesting situations over the years. My first instance of this happened at this school during my first year. I was in the gym locker room changing into my kit. My balls hadn't dropped yet So I didn't exactly have my harness and other gear yet. I just remember feeling so warm that day. So damn warm. And then my balls quite literally smacked into the gym floor. I was trapped. I couldn't move or walk. I could barely even drag myself over the damn floor. Thankfully at the time I was alone but damn if it wasn't a hassle.

An upperclassman wandered into the locker room between classes. I was stuck against the back of the lockers and was struggling to stand. My musk had pervaded the air and frustrated with my inability to move I barked at them to help me to the benches. They obeyed but before I realized what was going on they started lapping at my nuts. Which yeah It felt good. But this dude was the Quaterback for the Junior Varsity team. And I knew he had a girlfriend. Which made the sudden worship even weirder. Eventually I figured out that he would listen to me cause I managed to moan for him to stop. “Get out of here. Get Coach. Tell him you found me stuck on the floor of the locker room and that I can't move.”

I sent him out of the locker room despite wanting the fun to continue and well thankfully he obeyed my last command. It took 30 mins for Coach to respond. He stopped at the beginning to the locker room. “Coach. I can't walk. Literally.” I called from my distant corner. “And it's not safe to come in without a gas mask.” I add when I start to hear him walk forwards. I heard him snort at me. “I've smelled worse kid.” he barked walking in. I could barely lean over to grab a discarded towel to get myself covered before he was in front of me. “Now what seems to be the problem boy?” Asked Coach stopping about say 5 feet from me. Coach was a massive Rhino of a man. “My nuts.” I replied with a grimace.

“They dropped and suddenly feel like bowling balls. So much weight I can't move.” I grimace and folded my arms across my chest. I was aware that made me look like a spoiled brat. But I was serious and it seemed like no one was listening to me. It was frustrating. “What so you had a little accident and fell down and your nuts are swollen?” The Coach replied in a soft tone like he was coaxing an injured child. Frustrated with the situation I decided to not care about decency right now. I jerked off the towel and exposed myself. And I glared at the bigger male watching his eyes glaze over and he swallowed staring at my balls. “When I woke up this morning These weren't like this. Now Fucking help me dammit.” Yeah after that? I learned to be a bit more careful with my words. Under the spell of my scent all Coach heard was “Fuck Me.” He ripped off his pants in his haste to obey. “STOP!” I shouted when I saw him reach for me. “GET OUT. Call an Ambulance. Do not let them come in without oxygen equipment.” I shouted once more.

Firm steady command. No room for mistakes. He walked like a damn robot out of the locker room and began to call on his phone. Only when he reached the door did his head clear enough to realize he was buck naked in the middle of the hall on his phone. To his credit he went to his office. I got the medical help I needed after that. “Yo dude. Wake up.” Chance's voice penetrated my wandering thoughts enough to stop me from walking into the door itself. “Nice save.”

I replied to Chance and turned myself walking into the gym locker room. It had been years since that First occurrence. Coach kept his job. I never said a word to anyone. I could tell he wasn't exactly in control. Anyway back to the presence I began to jog towards Tank. I had to give the bull credit. He knew why I was coming over and even if he was 8 feet tall he was always careful with the little folk of the team. And yeah it was an open secret amongst the football boys what I was packing under my harness. At the very least I could count on them to not judge me for my issues. As for my position on the team? I was the water boy.

I cleaned the locker rooms and I made sure the big guys on the team staid hydrated. Also it didn't hurt that I got along with all these giants. I'd never set foot on the field to play. One impact and I'd be dead from the collision. “Thanks Tank.” I state when the bull lifted me up like I weighed nothing and with his help I kicked my harness off. I rested against his arm and against his chest while He went through the motions of bathing. I worked on what I could with a spare rag but nothing sexual happened. Hell Tank even asked before he bathed my nuts. I had a spare harness I kept in my Locker and when Tank and I finished our showers Marcus at my request passed it over. Once in a fresh harness and jock I moved around collecting the various dirty clothes strewn about and began to do laundry for the group. Thankfully their combined musk was enough to somewhat deal with mine. So no musk drunk guys with the urge to empty my balls then pass out on the floor a twitching wreck after their 8th orgasm.

It had been a long day and I was tired. Thanks to my condition a medical exception had been made and I had a dorm room to myself. And even if it had to be done I was still paying off the fees that isolated my room and such using special made wall material and such. Lest I send the male population of the school into a frenzied heat looking to cum. I made to get back to my room and hopefully crank one out in silence before I got to bed. I didn't have a boyfriend though I did have a few playmates.

When I stepped into the silence of my dorm I closed the door and I dragged myself over to my massive couch. It was a foot wide and shaped like the letter L. It was perfect for me to stretch out on after such a tiring day. I checked my phone looking into the group chat for the football team. Flicking through messages idly I see that a few folks had thought to make a fundraiser thing. And according to the rules for five bucks you could be put in the raffle. Have the chance to get a football player for the day. I admit I breifly considered it but I knew that most of the football players on the team were straight. I closed the group text and messaged my personal chat with my playmates. “Just finished my day. Any of ya'll free?” I asked and waited patiently. My little group had four members and unfortunately after a good ten mins the only signs of life I saw was that one of the guys had read my messages. “I'm gonna leave the door unlocked. Bring a bucket. If I can fill it ya'll got to drink it.” I put in chat. I was half teasing but I trusted all of them enough to approach me despite my musky state.

Sides it was all good consenting fun. That I didn't have to worry about. I lugged myself off the couch to undo the lock on the door and then laid back down. I grabbed a pillow and intended to sleep on the couch for a bit. I turned my phone notifications off and I closed my eyes to sleep.

I woke up to the smell of sea salt. Or at least it was saltwater, I grunt as more sensations begin to flood into my tired mind. Warmth on my crotch and an odd clanging sound. I realized after far to long that it was a bucket. I had been joking about that. When I cracked open my eyes I saw Delvin the Sea Otter. Evidently he had come from his usual midnight dip in the pool. But I didn't say anything. Just opened my legs a bit further as he bent his muzzle down to continue sucking on my dick. “Mhhhhm. That feels good.” I huff at him and add. “Did you lock the door?” Delvin gave me a distracted nod and I lifted my legs slightly to briefly trap his head against my musky cock and balls. He snuffled and lapped at my balls and I grunted before I released him.“Ya know I was joking about the bucket.” I stated but didn't fuss as he kept working my shaft and I was vaguely aware he was aiming my tip towards the container.

I just focused on the pleasure building and admittedly Delvin was good with his paws and muzzle. “Gah A bit more.” I found myself whimpering as the pleasure increased. Unfortunately with my libido it didn't take long for me to shoot. And While the volume was usual quite a lot it also meant I needed a bit of time to recharge. Still every little bit that Delvin could get into the bucket would help. “Uhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkk..” I moan when Delvin stroked me just right and I began to shoot. He had to brace the bucket with his paw and I admittedly enjoyed the sound of my stream of cum hitting the sides of the tin bucket and slowly dribbling down. I shot at least 5 times and I slumped back into the couch when I was spent. Delvin was kind enough to lap away the last few dribbles before letting my shaft sit back against my stomach.

It was miracle that I had enough blood to go around cuase between my massive balls and my thick 7 inch cock that wouldn't remotely fit back in my jockstrap when I finished shooting It was a miracle I wasn't light headed at all times. At least I was laying down at present. “Get up here Otter. Want to cuddle.” I shifted my weight enough to let the bigger male cuddle me and I settled against his chest. For the rest of the night in intervals of about 30 mins I was jerked off and pleasured into the bucket. Though eventually Delvin took the final load I was willing to give down his throat that night.

When I woke up in the morning the bucket and the otter were gone. My balls were finally of a manageable weight but I still strapped on my harness cuase even if I had shot 8 times last night before losing count I knew better than to believe my balls would be light for long. Now imagine my surprise when I head back to the quad after breakfast and what I swear is the same bucket from last night is in use on the quad. Now it might just be soap but I knew what my own seed smelled like. Someone had added water and suds.

That water was just to white in my opinion. I frowned and ducked around a corner calling Delvin. “Hey Otter. What the hell did you do with that bucket last night?” I spoke quite but I know my tone was irritated. “I might have portioned it out into all of the buckets in the locker room and then washed out the original one. Why?” “Tell me your joking!” I half whisper shouted into the phone my face flushed hot. Delvin laughed big and loud on the other side of the device. “Relax Boulder Balls. Your bucket might have been mixed in with the rest but I assure you that when I was done pouring your donation into the proper containers I washed the bucket and stuff thoroughly. Though you know the smell of your spunk takes a day to get rid of.” I stood there tapping my foot paw and gave a long suffering sigh. “Alright...and what did you do with my cum? I swear If I found out you donated to a sperm bank or something I'm going to find a way to drown you with it.”

I threatened. More easy laughter from the sea otter. “It's in milk bottles in my fridge dude.” I sputtered in disbeleif. “Joking. I got rid of it down the drain.” I frowned at the phone unconvinced. “Alright well I'm not ever drinking any milk you offer me.” I remark and cancel the call. I came back around the corner and well one of the canines had their nose about buried in that bucket. I whistled to get their attention and when they turned towards me I smiled and walked over. “The new soap smells good yeah? Best get to work scrubbing the Quad. Here I'll help.” I grabbed a sponge mop and dunked it in the mess of soap after spraying in a can of no scent. I spent an hour working with the other dog. Didn't even ask his name. Just wanted to be sure his head was clear and when he attempted to ask me about the can of scent sterilizing spray I dodged the question. “Just something the cosmotology department whipped together and they asked me to test it out.” I remarked idly and kept his focus on getting out of here. “Should go study now that the quad is all washed and clean.” I remarked and the suggestion took hold. He went off on his own and I went to go put away the washing supplies. I had a football meet this after noon but otherwise I had no obligations.

To Be Continued~