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“Man, these refs are fuckin’ blind.” Titus couldn’t help but grumble a bit and complain at the TV, seeing what he thought was another play that should have been penalized go unnoticed. Though, this was kinda normal now. Him and the other frat bros all hanging out around the TV on game day, watching each play closely as he sat completely naked with his monster of a prehensile dick just slightly hovering in the air a bit, everyone else acting as if it was just another day seeing their bro’s cock just idly throb and move around a bit in the air. The wolf had become a staple sight around the frat house. I mean, what kind of pants would you wear to contain that eighteen foot monster? Even past that, why would you want to contain it? Not to mention that chiseled body, strong muscle on display with his black fur making all the attention go straight toward the white across his chest and midsection. Being an even darker black, his fat nutsack always dangled around his knees, with his prized possession being his very thick, extremely long prehensile cock. Usually slightly snaking through the air almost like it was a tentacle, the fat tip loved to get into places it shouldn’t, especially other guys’ pants. Not to shove up their asses, but instead to slide over their dicks and just tug them off, nulling guys and feeding his own size. He had become quite known for it, with a lot of the guys in the frat ending up nulled. It wasn’t something they really complained about, most of them happy to help grow their most popular member’s cock out that much more. “There’s no way that wasn’t interference, you’re right.” Giving a slight nod from the side, Greg was sitting casually, laid back in a chair watching the same game. Being a rather athletic and slim bunny, he had been there for almost the same amount of time as Titus had, and had been friends with him for a long time. Of course that meant that he had already given up his dick to the larger wolf, no bulge showing in his sweat pants at all except for the smooth, raised null bulge that was left over from when his shaft was pulled free and fed to the prehensile wolfhood, not wearing a shirt. “They must’ve paid the refs off or some shit.” It was a cozy den to be sure. One large couch in the middle with a couple of chairs off to the side, a lot of the frat gathered around the TV whenever there was anything good on TV. There were a couple of the guys that were always weary of gatherings when Titus was around, but most of them had been resigned to the fact that sooner or later that hungry dick would target them. Sometimes it seemed like that shaft had a mind of its own, so some of the guys less secure in their masculinity would try and give the wolf a wide berth. With a slight shrug, the averagely built fox gave a slight chuckle. “Bro, ref's eyes are always blind. They never catch shit.” Wearing the team jersey for the big game day and a pair of boxers with the teams logo on it, Seth was one of those people that didn’t worry so much if it was his turn to get his dick stolen. In his own thoughts, he sometimes even wondered how good it might have felt, and even tried to find reasons to hang around Titus, as if to tempt fate and let the decision be made for himself. Today, he was sitting right next to the big wolf, eyes slightly darting over to get a look at that tentacle-like length just slowly throbbing and slightly hovering in the air in front of his fellow frat bro. “Remember last week with that holding call?” “Dude, that was complete bullshit. Way worse than this.” Sitting a bit on the edge of his seat, the last one actively hanging out was Hunter, a buck with a decently built frame on him. He was rather new to the fraternity, and hadn’t been around so much yet. He hadn’t even gotten properly introduced to Titus yet, even though all the stories and legends he had heard. He was glad to get to spend some time around him, even if that shaft was pretty intimidating. He imagined that most people were just joking or making things up when they said that his cock ate other shafts, almost curious himself to see it happen. In a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt, he leaned forward a bit more, his hands somewhat over his crotch, as if protecting it idly. Titus was following along in the conversation, giving a slight nod to all of them as he leaned back a bit more in his seat. “They probably just don’t wanna get yelled at by dumbass fans. They need to grow a pair like mine.” One of his favorite expressions to pass along, he made sure to emphasize it by giving that thick sack of his a slight clench, making just a bit of precum drool out of the tip of his cock that he always left on display. As things were getting more comfortable and the game was starting to progress a bit more slowly though, his eyes started to wander a bit, especially when they started to cut toward a commercial. He couldn’t help but look over a bit and notice a rather nice bulge in the foxes boxers. Having done that slight clench a moment ago and made that bit of precum drool out of his dick in the process, Titus couldn’t help but feel that familiar feeling creeping up on him again. It wasn’t necessarily like a real, bodily function or sensation, more like an instinct, a need. Once that cropped up very often and that he just felt the need to act on. The deep desire to fill up his balls and make his dick larger, a sensation that specifically only seemed to crop up when he was looking at someone else’s bulge or cock. It had started happening when he was in high school, and he just couldn’t stop himself from indulging whenever he had the chance. Now seemed as good as time as any. Titus never did shy away from doing his thing even when in public or around the other guys in the frat. The game was on a commercial break anyways, and the bulge was just right there. How could he not? All eyes quickly moved the second they noticed that long, twitching, prehensile dick moving in the air, especially Seth as he noticed it was moving more toward him. He tried not to react, but in his head he was screaming. Was this finally the moment? He felt so giddy, watching that thick, fat ebony cock head moving closer and closer toward him, no words or anything from Titus as it had snaked its way right up against the bottom of his shirt, already going to slip inside. Feeling the throbbing cock flesh press against his midsection a bit as it tried to press and squirm into the band of his boxers, he couldn’t help but let out a low huff, just looking at the bulge underneath his shirt as it quickly got into his boxers. His bulge got a lot fatter very quickly, the heat and warmth from the invading length and the anticipation of it all finally happening making him get pretty hard pretty quickly, his boxers getting a bit tented already before that tentacle-like invader even got to touch its prize. On the other side of the fox, Greg already had his hand down into his sweatpants, giving a slight smirk toward Titus and a bit of a nod toward Seth as he knew what was happening, all-too-eager to watch and just idly reach in and grope, rub all over his null bulge a bit, enjoying the casual sight from the sidelines. On the other side of Titus though, the buck had perked up a bit, sitting a bit more back in his seat, hands trying to hide his crotch still as he looked on rather intently. Eyes still mostly on the TV, Titus himself had gotten rather good at moving his dick around just based on feeling and spatial awareness. He wasn’t even looking toward Seth as he was pushing that length in, though letting out a few heavy huffs and breaths as he did push that dick into those underwear a bit more. The soft noises from the fox next to him, and seeing that bulge already tenting out of the corner of his eye, told him all he needed to know. “Just need a bit of a snack.” He said it so casually as he stayed there leaned back on the couch, already moving to slide his dick in deeper, starting to press the drooling, pulsating cock head up against the base of the hard cock and sack inside. Seth didn’t react at all to those words, giving into the casual nature of it and finally getting something he had thought about for so long. The length of Titus’ dick was so hot, pressing and rubbing up against his base and his balls inside, getting the sense he was being measured. His eight inch canine dick was already rock hard, lemon sized knot even on display already, with his balls each being about the same size as his knot. Starting to feel some of that warm precum drooling out onto his balls and more onto his shaft as the tip nuzzled and rubbed up against his own. He let out a low groan, unable to hold back the pleasure as he felt that tip pressing along him, rubbing and spreading that cum slit open sideways as it slowly dragged along the entirety of the canine shaft. Titus could tell that length was a decent size from how it felt while his hungry cock was sliding over it, already moving to press that eager maw of a cum slit up against the tapered canine tip. He was making those already-tented boxers press up a bit more, stretching them and starting to feel there wasn’t much room left to work with in there, but just enough to get things lined up. Not wanting to wait much longer though, the wolf wasted no time in already starting to push that length into his own, letting out a low grunt himself while hearing Seth’s loud moan fill the air as that tip sank into his slick, wet, tight urethra. It stretched easily thanks to years of practice, slowly slipping in as the prehensile wolfhood belched precum out over its prey, soaking the vulpine crotch and rod as it continued to swallow it up. Having seen it so many times before, Greg was still stroking along his nulge, seeing the bulges in those boxers and hearing the noises the two were making. He already knew exactly what was happening without seeing it, letting out a slight huff as he teased at himself. Unable to cum just by stroking over that mound at his crotch, he gave a slight grin toward Seth, watching his reaction closely, but not saying a word. Quite the opposite of the buck sitting opposite of him, who was still just quietly watching with curiosity, not really sure he could tell what was happening in those boxers. The fox had no trouble knowing what was going on though, feeling those tight, slick urethral walls squeezing and sliding down onto his shaft. It felt amazing, so much better than any hole he had pounded or dick he had taken. It was so tight and warm, so slick and enveloping… He almost wanted to thrust up into it and help speed up the process, but instead was satisfied to just stay seated back and let the wolf do his thing, feeling it slowly squeezing and taking in more and more. Letting out a slow, soft groan as it got more of that dick in, Seth was soon feeling the fat helmet pressed up against his knot, rubbing over the top of it and almost squirming. He thought it would stop there, but was sorely mistaken as he could feel the fat knob spreading wider still, gaping apart to let that knot slip in with a graceful ease, a single slow movement as the lemon-sized wad of cockflesh was squeezed and pulled inside. Never having a problem taking knots or anything of this size, it was easy for Titus, but still always an amazing feeling having someone else’s cock pulsing inside his own. He let it stay there a moment, just held tight, squeezed over and slathered with his precum before he got on with it. This was a long commercial, but it was almost over and back to the game. He didn’t want to miss much of it if he could help it. A deep huff from the wolf and a loud moan from the fox signalled the start of it, the extreme clamping around that length and knot, followed by a rough tug. The boxers were tented out more, showing more of the action as the slight jerking motion at the peak of that tent was being accentuated by the loudening noises of both males sitting next to each other, Seth’s louder than Titus’. Another rough tug, another loud moan, much louder this time. A deep tingling was spreading through Seth’s crotch, electric sparks firing through his system as he trembled a bit in his seat. It felt like he was having the strongest orgasm of his life again and again, feeling his cock being tugged and pulled out, feeling his crotch being pulled out away from him a bit more each time. The last push down before the final tug made that fat cock tip squish and press up against Seth’s crotch, the vice-like grip getting stronger before he let out a very loud, long moan. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, sparks flying though his mind as a slightly wet pop was just audible underneath the noises of his pleasure. Tingling rushing through his crotch, he tried to get his bearings as he watched that bulge move in his boxers. With that sudden tug, his crotch felt oh-so sensitive, the feeling of the fat snake-like dick pressed up against him making him pant and huff loudly, watching as it was slowly starting to pull out of his underwear already and feeling it glide along his puffed out crotch. He could feel his pre still spurting out, slathering not only the invading length but the mound of flesh between his legs as he saw that bulge starting to pull away from where it should be, sliding up and out of the waistband. As that black dick slowly pulled out, where the bulge in those boxers was before is completely gone, just a much smaller one being shown now where the foxes’ dick had been. Titus looked over a bit to see the result, watching as Seth quickly moved to grab at himself through the fabric, letting out a low groan as he squeezed over his new, extremely sensitive null bulge openly. With the canine dick still lodged in his urethra, the wolf slowly moved to raise it up, letting everyone see the sheath, base and hanging, furry sack as the very end of his extremely long wolfhood was bulged out with the rest of it. Slightly drooling and leaking precum out around the top of that sheath, he snaked his shaft just right, going to dangle that sack right in front of Seth’s face with a bit of a chuckle, teasing wordlessly as it was hanging there. The reaction from Hunter was something Greg expected as he looked over at him. The guy seemed to be stunned seeing those balls and sheath hanging just outside that bloated tip. He had even leaned in a bit closer, as if trying to get a better look at it and make sure his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him. For the first time, his hands slowly moved away from his crotch, showing the rather prominent and slightly throbbing bulge underneath his shorts. But Greg was more curious in seeing what Seth would do being shown his own detached dick and balls hanging in front of his face. The fox was still dazed, a hand still rubbing at himself through his pants. He leaned in a bit closer, just looking at it some, going to press his nose up against that hanging sack. It was definitely his, he could smell himself there, and obviously wasn’t grabbing his own junk at his crotch, but he couldn’t feel it at all. Like most other guys that have their dick taken away by Titus, it was like his brain had a short circuit for a moment, like the wires got crossed and things were starting to settle, but not in the same way they were before. A new desire blossomed for him, slowly going to push out his tongue and drag it across that hanging sack, tasting Titus’ drooling precum over it and even getting some of his long licks onto the thick shaft the stolen length was buried in. Mind wandering and finding a new desire, his submission skyrocketed as he couldn’t help but try and please the hanging sack that was once his, blushing deeply as now his thoughts were pushing to different places. Since he no longer had a cock of his own to please or get pleasure from, his wants quickly morphed into pleasing other dicks, getting them in him, instinctually aware that the only way he would feel any sort of orgasm or release again would be by being pounded by someone else. And who better than the massive monster of a cock that he just fed? Just out of the corner of his eye, and feeling those slight licks leading along and up against his tip as well, Titus was more focused on the fact that the commercial break had ended, letting out a low huff from the attention but not letting that distract him. He didn’t even have to look to know the fox was getting cock drunk already, even feeling a hand reaching up to slightly grab at his slowly pulsing shaft. Now wasn’t the time though, he just wanted to take the foxes dick, not fuck him just yet. With a soft grunt, he slowly clenched his balls and dick some, slipping that sheath into his tip with a wet squelch, already starting to pull up most of that sack. He casually reached over, giving Seth a soft pat on the head as a soft, slick pop signalled the first of those lemon-sized nuts slipping into his hungry prick, the other slowly following suit as the bulge started to travel down the length, accompanied by the wandering hand of the fox and that muzzle quickly moving to punt at the still-slightly gaped cum slit, pushing his tongue in and making the wolf almost squirm a bit. As that thick bulge of dick meat and nut sack was slowly making its way down the long, prehensile shaft, Titus finally spoke up, giving another soft pat to that head. “I’ll play later, I just wanted a snack. Just rub and grope yourself while we watch the - mmmh - game.” His words were interrupted by the sensation of that tapered fox tip slowly pushing into his sack, finally reaching its destination as it was slipping right into his fat, left testicle. He could feel each inch of it slipping in, even reaching down to give his balls a bit of a rub with a hand. Pressing his head up against the soft pats and slightly nodding as he heard those words, Seth’s eyes were still trained on that bulge as it traveled down that length, and soon saw it slip into that heavy sack. He kept rubbing over his crotch as he was told, now even scooting over a bit closer and going to lay a bit, putting his head on Titus’ thigh and just idly stroking over his null bulge while taking slight sniffs and nuzzles into the wolf’s crotch. He even reached a hand in, letting out soft huffs as he rubbed over the sensitive mound he was left with, each touch feeling even better than if he had a dick there being stroked, but always leaving him just on edge no matter how heavy handed he got at it. His ears picked up the slight noises of his length slipping into that nut, watching it slowly swelling out as the knot slipped in, quickly followed by the sheath. He could already hear it gurgling and groaning, seeing the wolf slightly clench his balls powerfully here and there, especially after both of those detached testicles slipped inside. Though, it seemed like Titus wasn’t really focusing on actually digesting or absorbing it yet, sometimes reaching down to give that sack a soft rub and press as he stayed casually there, watching the game. While Greg was doing the same, just seeing the fox now doting on the big wolf and that massive sack made his own needs stir plenty, also slowly rubbing at his nulge while taking his eyes off the screen a bit to see how the buck was doing. Hunter leaned back, looking over Seth and Titus mostly and not really paying attention to the game, his shorts tented out heavily and showing how much he was throbbing, even dripping underneath and slightly staining the fabric. It seemed like it was just another normal thing you see, no one really acting out or saying anything about having just seen a guy get his cock taken away and fed to the massive prehensile dick still hovering in the air, hearing the soft gurgling from the fat nut breaking down the shaft and sack that once belonged to the fox, who was now acting completely different and almost hanging onto Titus in a very needy way while rubbing at himself. But to the wolf, it was the most normal thing in the world. He had done this many times, and other people had seen him do this often. Though, usually it doesn’t just stop at one… “Come on, you gotta be kidding me! The defensive line is just - mmf… - Asleep, I swear!” Titus had to stop a bit mid sentence, feeling that shaft digesting down more in his greedy sack, having to reach down and give that inflated orb a few slight rubs as he could feel the growth starting just a bit. He couldn’t stop the spurt of precum splattering onto the floor as his shaft swelled a bit, getting a few more inches as his balls seemed to hang just that much lower suddenly with a loud, deep stretching sound. “Bro, did you see th- mgh - That block? Wasn’t that guy one of the best linemen a week - mm - or so ago?” He had turned toward Greg when he said that, seeing the bunny openly rubbing at himself, almost even to the point of slightly pulling his pants down a bit. Not stopping his rubbing at all, Greg just chuckled a bit and gave a nod. “He was, but he’s inconsistent as fuck. The guy probably can’t write his name the same 3 times in a row if you asked him.” While he was in the middle of saying that, looking toward both Titus, Seth and Hunter, he had slowly yanked down his sweatpants, letting them fall down around his ankles and showing off his nulge for all to see, slick and wet with his own pre drooling from the hole left where his urethra should be, and openly groping and rubbing over himself with soft huffs. Hunter’s eyes went directly toward the bunny as those pants were pulled down, seeing that null bulge being rubbed over some and giving it a slower look. He could hear the soft, pleasured noises from the rabbit, wondering just how good that felt himself as he couldn’t help but look. It took him a second to notice that Greg had caught him looking, giving the buck a wink and a slight grin before his attention went back toward the TV. Titus definitely wasn’t distracted by the bunny though, or giving any attention to the buck at the moment. Instead he was still letting out soft huffs as the deep gurgles continued from his sack, the soft sound of stretching still being heard as just a few inches in total were added onto the length of his shaft, and his balls definitely looking very heavy, especially his left nut which was much larger and heavier than his right from that meal. “No kidding. They should really just switch him out for someone more consistent, even if - mmm.. - Even if they aren’t as good.” Slowly stepping up from behind, another one of the frat bros had just come in front the front door, going to drop their bag next to the door for the moment and promptly going to lean against the back of the couch, looking over at everyone and the TV as he spoke. “How’s the game going? Anything exciting?” Looking up and to his right, the naked wolf saw Bart and gave him a smile. “Oh, hey Bart. Nah, just a bunch of bullshit so far.” Bart was one of the more outgoing members of the frat. He knew most everyone in the place, regularly checked up on others. If there was someone you wanted to get a hold of or meet, he was the one you would talk to. Always making new connections on campus and with other frats as well, he was the unofficial communications manager for the place, and prided himself on that. It fit him, since he was always eager and excited, being a golden retriever and all. “So the usual then?” Standing at around five feet tall, Bart had a pretty average look about him overall. Usually wearing a print t-shirt and a pair of shorts like today, most people just thought he was a pretty normal guy, which was probably why so many people got along with him. He slightly leaned over the couch a bit more, going to press his crotch a bit just over the edge of the back of the couch as he looked down over it, seeing a blushing Seth looking back up at him. “Oh, hi Seth. Didn’t see you there. Good as always to see you Greg, letting it all hang out! Must be a bit awkward for you Hunter, not having really been here that long, huh?” Both of the others giving a wave back, Hunter was quick to respond, a slight blush on his muzzle as he did, trying to hide it a bit, but not able to hide the throbbing tent in his basketball shorts. “I mean, yeah, I’ve not been in an environment quite like this before…” He seemed a bit embarrassed by that, slightly motioning a bit toward Titus mostly, just as that massive shaft of his spurted out a glob of precum onto the floor. Bart chuckled, looking back toward Titus, and seeing that muzzle slightly pointed toward his crotch. “Oh, you don’t have to be afraid of Titus. Take it from Greg. Being null is pretty nice I hear!” He looked back toward Greg with a smile, raising up a hand and giving a bit of a finger gun toward him. Of course, the bunny gave a wink toward Hunter, still slightly rubbing openly over his null bulge as he gave a nod. “You can come feel me up if you want. It feels amazing when others rub over my nulge especially. I bet you’d love it.” Hunter’s blush went nowhere but deeper, almost plastering his muzzle as his tented pants slightly bulging out a bit more gave away his true feelings despite his response. “It’s ok, maybe another time. I’m here to watch the game.” As the conversation was going on, Titus had slightly moved to lean a bit closer to Bart’s bulge that was resting on the very top of the back of the couch, getting a bit of a whiff at it from where he was, and already feeling that deep need surfacing again. He had let the others finish speaking, slowly looking back toward the TV as everyone’s eyes were quick to snap onto that prehensile dick as it snaked its way up, going straight toward Bart’s crotch as Titus leaned back a bit more, now even moving his left hand to slowly rub on Seth’s side who was still resting his head on the wolf’s thigh. “Hey Bart, pull down those shorts for me. I’m gonna slurp your dick off while we’re watching, and I don’t wanna miss a play.” The dog heard that and instantly blushed a bit, seeing that bulbous cock tip just hovering there in front of his crotch. His pants instantly felt a bit tighter, just from the sight of it and being told he was about to have his dick pulled off him. “Oh, sure. Guess you probably need a snack!” He didn’t hesitate for a second, grabbing at his waistband and pulling his pants down a bit, letting them fall to the floor around his ankles and promptly going to make sure his sack and shaft rested on top of the back of the couch. He was getting hard pretty quickly, looking down at that shaft and at Titus, who was completely absorbed in the game. “All ready!” Of course, all other sets of eyes were on Bart, seeing that uncut dick slowly swelling in front of Titus’ monster shaft. Even though Bart was a bit above average at around ten inches as he got to full mast, it still seemed like nothing in front of that hovering, hungry wolfhood, already moving slowly in toward that tip. Of course, Bart didn’t want to miss the game either, slowly moving his attention away from his shaft and toward the TV, catching just in time as a throw was made and caught. “Wow, that was a pretty good throw! Oh fuck…!” Suddenly letting out a deep groan, he couldn’t help but huff softly after as he felt how easily that thick meat was spreading open around his own. He didn’t look down, not wanting to miss the game, and didn’t see Titus turning to look either, just feeling that cum slit gaping open over his dick. The precum splattered over it, feeling it coat his length and sack as he almost had to hold back from thrusting in. He didn’t want to ruin the wolf’s fun, if he was even having any right now as he wasn’t paying attention. Titus was making some slow, low huffs and grunts as he was slipping the uncut length deeper into his own. “They still have a, mm… Long way to go though.” More cock disappearing into his length, making it bulge out heavily as the greedy, tentacle-like appendage slipped in every last inch of the hard shaft offered to it, Titus was going a bit slower it seemed, probably because he was just acting on sensation and not on his vision. For the other three, they had more interesting things to look at than the game, none of them really seeing the pass that just happened, and all eyes on the dick-engulfing cock that was already pressing its fat glans up against the dog’s crotch. Greg was still openly rubbing, but now also grabbing a bit harder and letting out some breathy moans. Hunter had leaned in a bit closer, still pretty curious, but also reaching down to slightly rub over his hard shaft a bit as he watched. Seth couldn’t really see from the angle he was at, but still tried to see past Titus, not wanting to leave his spot with his nose still very close to the base of that flexible pole. “T-true, very tru- Ah!” Bart’s words were disjointed, and quickly interrupted as he felt that length squeezing down so heavily on his own. He could feel every pulse, every ripple around his length, and all of it completely encompassing his shaft. His knees felt a bit weak as he still tried to focus on the game, finding it a bit hard and instead moving to look down for just a moment as they were setting up for the next play. He could see that ebony dick pressed tightly up against his crotch, feeling that fat, spread-open cock tip squishing and pressing against him, spewing a bit of precum and slathering the area and his balls in the slick fluid. Even with how slick it was, it was still like a vice, making him pant and huff. “D-do you think - mh - they can actually pull off a win?” Titus didn’t answer right away, slowly squeezing more over that shaft still, almost seeming to tease the dog a bit more before it made a soft jerk backwards. He grunted as he did that first tug, feeling the crotch up against his tip bulge out a bit more when he did, feeling this shaft in particular was definitely harder to yank off than Seth’s was. It was gonna take a few more tugs. “I don’t think so. They haven’t been playing… Mmf… Nearly as well.” Even just that one tug had Bart speechless, staring down at his crotch as he felt another tug quickly follow. He could feel that swelling underneath his length’s base, the way it got thicker each pull, knowing exactly what it resembled after seeing Greg there still rubbing at himself. His dick leaked copious amounts of precum down Titus’ prehensile pole, groaning as yet another tug was sending sparks through his body, all centered around his crotch. His fingers dug into the top of the couch a bit, letting out soft grunts and pants as the tugging continued, each time seeming to get stronger and stronger as that hungry, snake-like length was definitely not letting go without its prey coming free. And with one last rough tug, Bart let out a deep moan, almost falling over as the sensation hit a fever pitch along with a loud, wet pop. He felt his precum gushing out and drooling over his crotch as his shaft and sack were pulled away, watching that shaft slowly moving further and further away from his crotch slowly as he reached a hand down to rub over where his doghood used to be, now just a smooth bulge and a small hole drooling his precum. “F-fuck… Hope you enjoy my dick, big guy.” The wolf gave a slight nod at that, letting out a soft, breathy huff as his eager shaft slowly tugged the length in deeper, not really giving Bart the same chance or anything that he gave Seth and already starting to pull that length deeper into his shaft. He did reach up slowly, still not looking and reaching out to put his right hand over Bart’s crotch, giving it a soft squeeze and rub as one finger moved up underneath. Rubbing up along that taint, it quickly moved to feel between Bart’s ass cheeks, planting a finger right on the dog’s hole and pressing over it. “Don’t worry, I will.” Sparks flew as the hand rubbed over his nulge, reaching back and feeling the pressing against his hole as he let out a much deeper moan, precum drooling out of that small hole left where his length should be as he was being handled. “G-good… Oh fuck… G-glad you… Aah…” Bart couldn’t even speak, and got even less coherent as that digit sunk into his hole. He had never felt so sensitive back there before, instantly addicted to just the finger slipping in him as he slightly grinded his nulge up against that hand, hole softly clenching and squeezing on that finger as he was on a razor’s edge of hitting an orgasm. While the shaft was still being pulled in deeper, starting to see that sack being slurped into that wide, leaking cum slit, Titus decided to stop teasing the dog and just shove his finger straight in that hole, pushing it in deep and pressing it in some, much to Bart’s delight. He let out a deep moan as that happened, hitting his peak as clear juices shot out of that null bulge hole, landing on his detached sack just as the first of his testicles was pulled in with a wet, slick sound. He tried to stay still, panting and groaning as the orgasm continued, fingers still on his nulge and pressed into his assring for a bit more before the wolf pulled away, the same time as his shaft slowly moved farther away from the canine, leaving him a panting, huffing mess as he still leaned on the couch. Eyes still focused on the TV, Titus let out a slow, long huff as that second ball slipped into his dick proper, feeling it slowly traveling along his length, the visible bulge obvious to everyone as it made its way down. As it got closer to his crotch, Seth slowly moved to reach out, giving that bulge a slow, soft rub and slightly teasing at the wolf as it started to slip into his sack while he spoke. “Thanks for the snack. You can sit down and watch if you want. Mmf… - I got what I needed from ya.” He reached down with the same hand he had been teasing Bart with, going to rub some of the slick juices that had dripped down onto his hand from that nulge over his sack a bit, enjoying the slick feeling and teasing at himself a bit more as that uncut tip started to slip into his right nut, making him huff slightly as he felt another hand go down to his balls, Seth slowly rubbing on the other swollen testicle a bit idly as he was watching the game now as well, ears twitching at the slick sounds and deep gurgles that started up again the second that new meal started to slip inside. Bart was still a bit dazed, nodding a bit and slowly going to step outside of his pants, reaching down to pick them up before taking the few steps around the couch and sitting right next to Titus, leaning up against his other side some and slowly panting, still coming down from his high. As he relaxed in the seat, he could hear the noises of his length slowly being deposited for digestion, chuckling a bit at the sounds as he kept his attention mostly on the game, looking very dopey and blushing heavily as he tried to stay up close to the wolf as best he could. “Fuck, they are really stopping - mmh - stopping this push aren’t they?” Titus leaned back a bit more in his seat, going to put one arm around Bart and the other still slowly rubbing over Seth’s side, his length slowly going to curl and rest just right so both of the newly-nulled guys could get at it a bit if they wanted, almost as if just having it close kept them at bay as he was enjoying his latest meal slipping into his right testicle and waiting for the game to finish before he gave them a proper fucking and took care of the two needy subs. Eyes still mostly on Titus, the throbbing wolf cock and the sack that was slowly swelling up on the other side now as well, Hunter pulled his gaze away a bit to glance at the TV, trying to come up with something to say on the spot to make it seem like he was just as interested in the game and not the wolf’s actions. “Yeah, they aren’t making much progress.” But as soon as he said that, his eyes went right back, just in time to hear a soft grunt from the big lupine and see the last of the bulge slip down. Now the right ball was definitely larger than the left, given the left had already had more time to digest down it’s meal into thick nut slop and size on that prehensile dick. “They are getting less distance covered than your cock is swelling today!” Greg was pretty open about his preoccupation, but then again, Titus had known him for that. It had been a long time since Greg was nulled, pretty comfortable with it by now and always commenting and trying to get Titus’ attention. While it wasn’t exactly clear if the people that were nulled by the wolf had a natural attraction that was stronger to Titus compared to others, plenty of people sure did show it to be that way, and the bunny was no exception. Titus returned that comment with a bit of a sly grin, letting out a low huff as an extra loud gurgle came from his nuts as he clenched them up some, making them visibly pull up and tighten before sloshing heavily as he relaxed them. The second he did that, a lot of that digestive process kicked into high gear, that shaft swelling out a bit while being accompanied with the slight sound of stretching again, another inch being added onto the already long length, somewhere around seventeen and a quarter feet now, and still getting more inches from the uncut dick sloshing away in his sack. “Mhm… Mmf… You know how it goes, Greg.” With another play about to line up, Hunter was still on the edge of his seat, his eyes looking more at Seth and Bart now, seeing how they both seemed very happy without their dicks. He couldn’t help but wonder how good it felt, his own shaft still rock hard and drooling in his pants, a heavy wet spot already visible just from seeing all that had gone on so far. Even if it wasn’t the same situation, anything sexual probably would have gotten him going. It had started to become a problem, in quite a bit of a rut, and no outlet really helped him deal with it so far. His mind wandered as he thought about that, looking at the TV and waiting for the play to end in an incomplete pass before he spoke up. “Hey, Greg. Do you ever get any… urges…? How is it being null?” Everyone turned as they heard that, looking at the buck with a soft smile, both Seth and Bart chuckling softly, but letting Greg answer. He stopped his slow groping at himself, going to give his nulge a pat with a soft huff before he spoke. “Urges? Just to get cock. It feels amazing though. Wouldn’t want my cock back even if I could.” The bunny slightly moved to lean up from his seat a bit, looking over Hunter a bit more and that throbbing bulge in his pants. “Why? You got something for me? I see your dick throbbing.” Hunter was quick to respond as he heard that, shaking his head no a bit and giving a sheepish smile and chuckle in response. “Oh, no, not that. I was just wondering because… Well, I’ve been having a really really bad rut that has gone on for a long time, and nothing seems to help it… Starting to get really fucking cumbersome and affecting my school work and shit.” He leaned back a bit more in his seat, his hand moving to idly rub over his tented pants a bit more as he blushed a bit, looking at the other three as well and feeling like he just made himself a bit more vulnerable than he intended. With everything being so casual about how things went about, he was feeling pretty comfortable openly talking about it, only after realizing how he made that sound. “Why wonder what it’s like when you can just feed my cock?” Titus’ answer was so nonchalant, his eyes still on the TV but his shaft perked up a bit, just at the same time as it throbbed a bit stronger and spurted out a fat glob of precum onto the floor. The wolf let out another soft grunt with that, feeling another inch swelling onto his shaft, both of his balls close to being the same size now as he was close to finishing processing Bart’s dick in his oversized nuts. Greg was quick to chime in after that, giving his crotch another soft pat as he spoke. “Mhm, exactly. Mf… Trust me, you aren’t gonna be distracted by having a nulge. Sure, you crave dick almost all the time and you don’t cum until you have it in you, but it’s not like being in rut. You just reach down and give yourself a few gropes and you can keep it at bay for a while. Plus when you finally get that dick… Especially Titus’... Best feeling ever. You should do it. Seeing his cock swell is worth it alone.” Sounding closer to a used-car salesman than a concerned friend, it seemed like Greg was used to giving this pitch to people, urging the buck to go null with such ease and confidence… The wolf’s eyes didn’t move though, keeping focused on the TV as he was still trying to watch the game even with everything going on or being said. As he heard talk about his dick being fed, he was starting to feel like he could use one more shaft churning away in his balls… Already that pang of the need to stuff another length into his own was hitting pretty bad… Moving that tentacle-like dick up in the air a bit and slightly moving it toward where Hunter was sitting, he still didn’t look at all as he spoke. “Just pull down your pants and help guide my dick. I’m not missing the game for this.” Hunter blushed deeply as he heard those words, already seeing that length moving toward him and letting out a slight huff. It seemed like Titus didn’t even wait for him to accept or anything, not even looking toward him as he just expected the buck to serve up his dick on a silver platter. The strangest part was that the buck wasn’t even sure that it should be any other way. Maybe it was how laissez-faire it seemed to be, how casual and normal it was made out to be on what was going on. Maybe it was actually something he wanted, that he didn’t even know he wanted until he had sat down to watch the game. Either way, he didn’t really want to piss off Titus or anything… Hands going to his waistband, the buck slowly moved to tug down those shorts and his underwear underneath, letting his hard shaft spring out of them and slightly smack up against his abs before it stayed up at attention. Slipping the pants further down until they were around his ankles, he was about to say something before he stopped, seeing the fat, ebony cock tip inching toward him slowly. He watched as it drooled, a specifically large glob of pre spurting out and landing right on his thigh, making him huff slightly. He was told to guide it, hearing the sounds of the TV of another play being completed while he was distracted. Not really having a moment to think and make sure this is what he was really hoping for, he slowly reached out with both hands, going to put one on each side of the fat length and slowly tug on it a bit, feeling it easy to move and following his movements as he pulled it closer toward his crotch. He heard Titus let out a slight huff, seeing that massive sack clench again and feeling the length pulsing under his touch, just in time for another fat glob of precum to work it’s way up the extreme length and spurt it right onto his crotch making him huff deeply as the hot, slick fluid coated both his shaft, sack and thighs. His own uncut length pulsed with need, all twelve inches of his almost beer-can thick pride and joy throbbing that much more. When he looked up, he could see Greg looking at him from across the way, heavily rubbing over himself and almost licking his lips some, as if savoring what was going to happen. Seth was still idly rubbing at Titus and laying against his leg, watching the game with a soft smile. Not even Bart was looking, still focusing on the game while up against the large wolf. Of course, Titus wasn’t looking either. There was only one thing he could focus on though as he slowly pulled that tip closer, seeing just how fat that glans was, how large the cum slit was just waiting for his shaft. Trying not to delay or make Titus upset at taking too long, Hunter promptly moved to pull that length closer to himself still, just realizing how obscene it was to have this long of a dick snaking all the way from the couch in the air and directly toward where he was sitting in the chair. As the much larger tip got closer toward his own, he moved one hand from that tip to his own length, going to slowly align it with the wolf’s cock tip, seeing that slick, wet urethra already slightly gaping open, as if it knew what was coming and was ready. It was so wide as it throbbed and pulsed, Hunter got the feeling that he could fit both of his fists in just fine. With both lined up, his length softly pulsing in the air, he found himself hesitating a bit, letting out a soft huff as just the sight really had him going. He felt his length spurt out a bit of precum involuntarily after a heavy throb, seeing that some of it landed on that gaped open tip. Titus must of felt that, for as soon as it happened Hunter saw stars as that length shoved forward, letting out a loud groan as half his cock was swallowed up in that tip, stretching out that urethra some as he could feel the tight, wet insides gripping and tugging his cock in deeper, even while at the same time it slid down his pole slowly. Titus let out a low huff from where he was sitting, still keeping his eyes on the TV, but somewhat turning a bit as if to speak in the buck’s direction. “Mm… Pretty thick… Nice… Mm…. Just sit back and relax now. I think they are - mf - going for a throw!” Already having worked most of that dick in, he continued to push it further into his length, feeling just how wide the buck’s uncut length was. Definitely larger around than Bart’s or Seth’s, if you didn’t count Seth’s knot. Either way, it was still easy for him to get it all stuffed in, already smothering his tip up against Hunter’s crotch. Trying to do his best to follow those instructions, Hunter did lean back with a low moan as that length shoved further against his crotch, feeling the tip rubbing and smothering up against him, and feeling the hot precum slathering him there. He turned his eyes to the TV, but he couldn’t focus at all. His stare was mostly blank as the vice-like grip got stronger over his shaft. Each throb, each ripple made him huff. Any hole he had ever had before couldn’t match up to this sensation. He almost felt like he was going to cum before anything else could happen, his length pulsing so strongly as his balls were tightening up a bit, drooling an excessive amount of precum into the prehensile cock. He hadn’t felt anything just quite yet though. Blankly still looking at the screen, his hands just slightly off and near that length, he suddenly let out a very loud moan as he felt the first strong tug already, hearing a slight huff from Titus in response as well. The buck’s hands dropped as he felt that, almost squirming in the chair from the electric sensation. He could feel something was happening, not able to see it past the fat helmet pressed against him, but having a good idea of what was happening from what he saw before. He could hear Titus commenting about something going on in the game, and Greg answering him as well, but just couldn’t process what it was, his head fuzzy with the sensations and pleasure. Another sharp tug, the strong wolf let out a low grunt at that, finally taking his eyes off the TV to look over at Hunter as he noticed that length was a little bit harder to pull off. He gave the buck a soft grin, chuckling a bit. “Enjoying it that much huh? Relax or I’m gonna have to tug a lot more and give you a huge null bulge.” Though he was telling Hunter to relax, he really did want to see what would happen if he had to tug more and more. Usually he could tell by the first or second tug how long it was going to take, but this time he couldn’t. Either way, he wasn’t about to miss a play just because the buck was being stubborn, especially when they were this close to the end zone as his eyes went back to the TV just before the next rough tug. A loud deep groan from the buck was heard through the room, almost louder than the TV even as there was still little to no purchase, but the sensation was still just as strong. Hunter could feel the swelling after that third pull, starting to see it even just to the sides and above where that tip was latched onto over his shaft. He was about to open his mouth and tell Titus to wait when there was yet another tug, almost seeing stars as he moaned louder still, length still firmly attached as his hands moved to reach and grab at the prehensile length. He didn’t know why he hadn’t cum yet from such strong pleasure, now thinking something was wrong, and his fuzzy mind telling him to reach and pull that length away, even as his weak hands just barely grasped around it. Titus didn’t get the message though, just thinking that Hunter was grabbing at his shaft and stroking at it or something instead of trying to pull it away, not moving his eyes from the TV as the players were all lining up for the next play. He let out a low huff though, the sensation of that throbbing deerhood in his length making him pretty eager to have it pulled off already. Since the buck was grabbing at his shaft, he guessed it was as good a time as any to just pull hard until it came off, no more of these small tugs since that didn’t seem to be working. His eyes shutting tightly as he felt that pulling start, Hunter grunted and huffed, hands rubbing over that massive length and sliding down it a bit in the misguided attempt to try and pull it away as well as the sparks just flew. The feeling of electricity just shooting through his body from his crotch was too intense, feeling his crotch swelling out more and more and getting that much more sensitive. His mouth hung open as he couldn’t take the insane amount of pleasure and sensation, on the verge of blacking out until with a loud, wet pop, his shaft finally came free from his body. Eyes shooting open instantly, he let out an extremely loud moan, overpowering the sound of the TV by a great deal as everyone but Titus looked over to see what was going on. Panting and huffing as the sensation started to die down a bit, Hunter almost forgot where he was even or what was happening. He slowly opened his eyes, hands still planted on the throbbing, bulged out prehensile dick in front of him, only now seeing the base of his shaft just outside of the spread open tip. His balls hanging just below, he could almost feel his mouth watering suddenly. His thoughts were neither here nor there, his system completely shocked as he looked down at his crotch, seeing an exceedingly large, smooth bulge in place of where his dick should be. It wasn’t just a bulge though like with Greg, Bart or Seth. It was pushed out, extremely prominent, and as he was about to find out, exceedingly sensitive as his hand slowly moved to reach for it. The second his finger touched it, he let out a low moan, his right hand slowly rubbing on the pulsing wolf cock still hovering there with his removed genitals. With the pass incomplete, the announcers starting to push into a commercial break, Titus let out a slight huff as he finally looked back over toward the buck. He watched Hunter huffing softly as he ran his hand over the thick bulge in his crotch, slowly rubbing at it ever-so-softly as the large nulge hole drooled and leaked precum heavily down it. He could see the buck's eyes darting between it and his detached length, seeing an unclear look as he felt the hand on his length moving toward that tip, then seeing those eyes almost pleading toward him as he licked his own lips. Titus was about to ask Hunter if he was ok, but was beaten to the punch by what came next from the deer’s lips. “Let me.. Mhhh… Allow me to… Mf… Suck my cock before… Ah… You take it…” The words were heady, deep, and dripping with need. It was completely different from how he was talking before, like his brain had been entirely re-wired and he was a completely different person. But the way he spoke, how he was slowly rubbing over that very thick nulge and almost drooling at the prospect, Titus couldn’t help but feel a bit turned on. And it was a commercial break, so it was the perfect time to indulge a little. “Go on, grab it.” Titus even moved it up a bit, slowly raising that prehensile dick so it was right near the buck’s face. He felt that hand glide across his swollen cock tip, soon feeling a slight tugging as he tried to relax a bit, not holding onto that shaft quite as hard as Hunter slowly moved to slide his thick, detached shaft free from the slick, hungry tunnel that was about to slurp it down, seeing it come free with a large glob of precum that drooled out and splattered on the buck’s chest with a soft splat. It made Titus huff a bit of it to watch, even if he didn’t get up to participate or move closer, quite comfortable where he was and just enjoying the show. And what a show it turned out to be. Hunter slowly moved to hold onto his own dick by the base, holding it tight as he quickly turned it around, going to push the tip up against his lips. He let out a soft huff as he gave it a slight smooch, going to push his tongue out to dip it into the foreskin, giving it a slight rimming just underneath it before he started to slide that thick shaft into his muzzle with a low huff. He took his time, still slowly, just barely rubbing and gliding his digits over that thick nulge between his legs as he slid the entirety of his dick in, almost gagging on the end of it a bit pressed into the back of his throat, giving the others an obscene view of his cheeks slightly bulged out and a ball sack hanging from his lips. “Holy fuck… Wish I had a camera…” Greg let out soft huffs as he watched, slowly rubbing over his nulge rather fervently as he was looking at the buck. It seemed like the sentiment was charred by everyone else in the room too, Titus slightly raising up his shaft and pointing the tip upward to nudge at those hanging balls a bit, even letting out a thick glob of precum over them, the rest splattering down on the buck’s null bulge. Seth was still idly rubbing at the wolf’s sack, but had perked up a bit, watching slowly as his other hand was slowly rubbing over the crotch of his pants. Bart meanwhile had spread his legs a bit, just slowly squeezing at himself with soft breaths as he watched. Hunter didn’t really notice any of that, too busy slowly sucking at his detached length and feeling the balls press up against his chin each time he slid the length back in while he was slowly bobbing on it. His hand started to press a bit more strongly into his null bulge, squishing at it and pressing on it softly and making him catch his breath a bit each time he did at the sparks of pleasure it sent through him. The entire world had faded away for him, so focused on the thick cock he was sucking off, even if it was his own and detached. He was too focused on the dick to even think about that, letting out low, muffled groans as he kept at it. Although Titus was enjoying the show plenty, he still didn’t want to wait too long to satiate that still-present need to fill his sack, slowly going to rub his cum slit up against those balls from underneath, letting out a low huff as he started to tug them in a bit with his shaft. He could feel that sack being tugged in, pushing his length up more until he could feel one of those apple sized balls pop into his urethra with a low grunt. He saw the buck react to the tugging, still trying to keep the length lodged in this muzzle and still sucking over it loudly, not wanting to let go. The wolf didn’t stop his advance though, going to tug a bit more, his length rippling as he let out a low huff as the second orb was pulled in, now actively starting to pull that shaft away from Hunter’s lips slowly. He could feel the hand placed on his fat glans, feeling the slight squeezing and the soft noise that almost sounded like a whimper as the length was being tugged, the deer getting a front seat view to see how that wide, hungry slit pulled in the very base of the length. Each strong ripple and tug engulfed more of the shaft, pulling it more and more from Hunter’s lips, until just the tip remained in his mouth. Knowing it was no longer his dick to have a say in where it went, he slowly moved his lips from it, leaning back a bit and watching with a low huff as the tip was slowly pulled in from the other, getting to see the rippling, slick insides and get blasted by a bit of backed up precum as it swallowed it whole. He leaned in, going to try and kiss at that tip, pushing his tongue into that urethra just as it started to close, feeling the strong pulling over his slimy appendage before he pulled back again. With a dopey look on his face, he slowly slid his tongue back into his muzzle, giving the wolf’s fat cock tip a pat before he leaned back in his seat, still stroking and rubbing over his crotch with soft moans. With that soft pat, Titus let out a low huff as that detached shaft was sliding down the length of his cock, eager to feel it get toward his balls. And just in time, too. The commercial break had just ended so he could focus on the game again while enjoying churning away that length in his nuts.”Mm… Just in time. Now just - mmh - sit back and watch the game like a good - mm - doe and I’ll take care of you and the others later.” As he said that, he snaked that tentacle-like shaft back over toward him, moving it to curl and lay across his legs, some of it just in front of Seth’s face on his left thigh, and the tip resting on Bart’s legs on his right side. Hunter still had blush plastered across his face as he nodded at that, laying back and looking much more relaxed, but still openly teasing that nulge just like Greg was across from him, albeit a bit more lightly than the bunny was. It was still extremely sensitive, and even as he was coming back to his senses, any slight touch sent shivers along his spine and through his body. Normally, he would have fought back at being called a doe, but this time he didn’t, accepting it and nodding happily and quietly. “I knew you’d love it.” Greg couldn’t help but chime in with that and chuckle as he looked toward Hunter, seeing the buck slowly rubbing over his null crotch still just as he was. He didn’t get a response from the deer, just a slight wink. Greg knew one of the first things he would want to do is get a better look at that thick nulge, maybe even grind up against it while waiting his turn for Titus’ attention later. Getting an upfront view as the thick bulge traveling down that length got closer and closer to the wolf’s nuts, Seth watched as it slowly slipped just at the base of that shaft. He moved to nuzzle at the curl of the cock that was draped in front of him, one hand still on his own null bulge from the outside of his pants that were now soaked with his clear pre, and the other on that sack, still slowly rubbing away as he could hear the wolf let out low grunts as he was focused on the game. The loud, slick noises and gurgling were starting to pick up again as his final mid-game snack was starting to slip into his balls, seeming to push right into the left nut Seth had his hand on. The first of those wide, apple-sized balls was pulled into that nut with a soft pop, making Titus groan a bit at the sensation and his left testicle swell out with the added weight. He could feel the second already starting to slip in hitting at a time right as a play was finishing and the team scored a touchdown. “Finally, that took forever for - mmmff! - for them to get across the field! They could just win this…” Even with the wide shaft slipping more into his nut following the heavy orbs, he didn’t skip a beat, still being just as casual and comfortable even with everyone else in the room openly rubbing at their now-null crotches and doting on him in general. “For sure! I think they can do it!” Bart had a big smile as he said that, leaning up against the wolf a bit more, a hand going to give the fat dick tip on their lap a few soft strokes as they let out a slight chuckle, watching along with the wolf as he could hear the loud sloshing as the rest of the shaft was safely deposited in its final destination. Seth was a bit surprised to feel that tip swell out a bit more when it happened, hearing a soft breathy groan from Titus as he already was starting to make his balls gurgle and groan working at that detached shaft. The deep gurgles were the loudest for Seth, hand still slowly roaming over that fat left testicle as it moved slightly while working at its prey. This time though, it seemed that Titus was very eager to work it down, feeling the wolf slowly start to clench his sack. Seth could feel the powerful orbs pull up, see the sack winkle and tug in as the thick gurgles and heavy sloshing picked up from the movement, almost making out the fading outline of the uncut deer dick inside getting softer and less defined as the clench was held. Holding tight in that clench, Titus let out a deeper, longer groan as he could feel the length being broken down swiftly and easily inside this left nut. He could already feel the side seeping into his own, letting out a slightly higher moan as his dick expanded, not only gaining length but also fattening up more, getting thicker and heavier as the subtle stretching sound was heard just under the volume of the TV. Of course, even with the sound of another play being started on the TV, all the nulled male’s eyes went straight toward that length, seeing it grow just a bit and all of their mouths almost watering. A subtle shared huff of need came from all of them simultaneously, each resisting the urge to just reach over and start worshiping the cock that took their own. Titus could tell all eyes were on him, grinning a bit at that, but not taking his eyes off the TV as an incomplete pass set back the opposing team a bit. It seemed like things were only going better, not just for him but for the team they were rooting for as well as he finished gurgling his last cock snack rather quickly, feeling the size starting to settle on his inflating dick nicely. Now that it was in between plays, he allowed himself to look down and study just how much larger the buck’s shaft made him as he relaxed the clench, loud sloshing accompanying his relaxing sack, his balls looking slightly uneven with the left being fatter than the right since it had two meals to enjoy. Definitely giving him at least an inch, possibly more in diameter, he reached down to give his massive snake a soft stroke, the length at least eighteen feet now and pulsing strongly. He leaned forward a bit to check his sack, seeing them uneven before he gave a tight clench with a low huff, drawing attention toward himself again as the soft sloshing and slick noises filled the room, relaxing after a moment to find he had successfully evened out his balls, both hanging well below his knees if he were standing with the extra weight of the thick spunk in them. Very happy with the results, he leaned back again for a moment, watching one more play before they started to pass it toward commercials again. With one need satiated, the one in his extremely swollen sack, another need was quickly rising. Churning dick is thirsty work afterall, and he hadn’t even had a beer yet. Seeing this as good a time as any, he slowly gave Bary and Seth a few pats before he moved to stand up, stretching a bit with a huff as his sack dangled and sloshed with his movements, shaft hovering just in front of him as it let out a fat spurt of precum onto the floor as well before he relaxed and spoke. “I’m gonna get us some beers during the break. You all stay put. I’ll have enough cum for all of you after the game.” He added a wink to the end of that, directing it mostly toward Hunter as he slowly moved to step out of the room, heading toward the kitchen. The second he was outside of earshot, Hunter quickly spoke first. “Me first, he fucks me first!” Bart spoke up next like an excited puppy. “No, me, I need it!” Seth next with a slight whine, already missing being so close to those powerful balls. “But what about me…?” Greg chuckled at the words already being thrown around the second Titus left the room. “Guys, guys, chill. There’s plenty of wolf dick for all of us… I’m going first though. Seniority and all.”