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High above a cottonwood grove, a small shorebird swept itself forward with snappy beats of its long, pointed wings. As it flew, cottonwood trees giving way to sand dunes and beach below it, it signaled its passage to other birds of its species in the area with a strident whistle.

The whistle went largely unheard by the various furs and on the beach below it. They had more important concerns, largely catching some sun, bathing in the lake, or surreptitiously ogling the other eye candy on the beach.

On it flew, to its destination on the other side of the lake, in the hope that the habitat over there was less disturbed. Maybe it would be able to find a female there, or another male to challenge and add a bit of excitement to the day. Its passage went unnoticed by all except one, a human tentatively following a trail through the cottonwoods.

Below, Sean heard the whistle and snapped his head up, his fingers reflexively twitching to where his binoculars usually hung before remembering that he'd left them at the apartment he now shared with his friend-turned-boyfriend Alek. He searched the sky for the bird before shaking his head. “Focus," he said to himself. “Black-bellied plovers aren't uncommon. You've banded three. Relax."

Still, he couldn't blame himself for trying to find a distraction. His purpose here was a bit of a daunting one. He swallowed and continued along the path, eyes nervously flicking to a sign by the side of the path. “Clothing optional area ahead," it read in large block letters. Below, in noticeably smaller font, it said “Private property – beach is unmonitored and unsupervised." This was the third such sign Sean had seen so far, and from what he'd heard, it was an understatement.

But then that was exactly why he was here.

---

Five days earlier

I threw my head back, letting out a moan as Sean swooped back down on my cock, taking two thirds of its length down his throat with ease. “Good grief," I gasped as he withdrew a bit and started bobbing. “How much have you been practicing?"

Sean pulled off my cock and smiled impishly. “A bit. I might be able to take all of you now if I really pushed myself."

“Overachiever," I shot back, resting a hand on the back of his head and pushing him back down onto my cock. “Should I ask how you've been practicing? Am I going to have to look at every cucumber in the fridge suspiciously from now on?"

I pushed him down further, gasping as I felt his throat muscles flex around my head. “Or," I managed, “have you been hitting up the local glory holes? Getting yourself some extra protein ever now and then?"

Sean frowned and tapped twice against my thigh. I took my hand off his head and he pulled off my cock. “Why would you think… I haven't been sleeping around, Alek."

I suddenly realized I'd touched a nerve and raised my hands in defense. “I wasn't trying to imply anything. I was just caught up in the moment."

Sean stood up and sat down beside me, his own untouched cock tenting his sweatpants. “It's only been you since then. You know that, right? I wouldn't do that to you."

I smiled at the memory. I knew exactly what he was referring to: the time two strangers had fucked him silly while he was stuck in a tree, with me trapped with him. It was why we were together now. Definitely one of the weirder ways a couple found each other, but I certainly wasn't complaining about the results.

It had been two months since then. We'd moved into my apartment together, and I'd been treating him to my home cooking ever since. My smile faded as his words hit home. “Wait, only me? What about when I've been away for work?"

Sean cocked his head in confusion. “I… took care of myself? Did some data entry and analysis, worked at the lab, did my usual day-to-day stuff. And missed you, obviously, but what else could I do?"

“You could just go out and…" I trailed off as I remembered something about humans. “Oh. Right. The monogamy thing."

Sean punched my shoulder, and not lightly. “What do you mean, the monogamy thing?" he snapped. “What, do furs just sleep around when their partner's not in town?"

I fidgeted. “Well, uh… yeah." I put my hands up when his expression became murderous. “But I haven't! Not behind your back! It's something you're supposed to talk about, set boundaries!"

Sean's face softened, but his brow was still furrowed. “Listen," I said. “We're not as hung up on monogamy as you guys are. Having other partners is… well, it's almost a way to strengthen relationships. It doesn't mean they don't love each other. It's just to shake things up every now and then. Not that it means I'm getting bored of you or anything…" I trailed off and sighed. “I'm not explaining this very well."

“No, I think I get it."

I jerked my head up. “You do?"

Sean nodded. “Your culture can separate love and sex. You can have a devoted, faithful relationship that isn't sexually exclusive. It's… I think it's a good way of looking at things." He paused. “But it's also a communication thing, isn't it? You need to keep things transparent."

“Yeah, of course," I replied. I reached down and took his hand. “And in my case, it'd only be for when one of us isn't around. We'd talk about it beforehand, maybe swap experiences later… and it wouldn't change how I feel about you."

I stood up and knelt down in front of him, snagging his waistband with my claws and tugging on it. “Just so we're clear," I continued as I dragged his sweatpants down, exposing his cock, which had softened during our discussion, “you don't have to content yourself with your hand or whatever toys you have hidden away while I'm away at work." I pressed him back onto the bed with one paw and lifted his cock with the other, rasping my tongue along the underside. “You can find another real cock to practice on, even one that's bigger than mine." I sucked his head into my mouth and released it with a pop, watching as it rapidly hardened in my hand.

“On second thought," I said, releasing his cock and pulling his sweatpants the rest of the way off. Sean obligingly lifted his ass off the bed and spread his legs again once his legs were free. “Mmm," I said, bathing his balls with my tongue. “Maybe I should make that a rule." I felt myself throb at the thought. “Maybe I should say you have to find someone else to suck while I'm away. I wouldn't feel right, keeping that mouth all to myself." I looked up at him, past his now fully hardened cock. “What would you think about that? Being a little slut for me while I'm away?"

Sean's face was red, but his pants and the twitching of his cock gave his answer away. I kissed his tip, tasting the barest hint of salt from his pre. “That's what I thought," I murmured. “Is there anything you wouldn't be comfortable doing with someone else?"

I heard his breath hitch and my grin faded. I'd crossed a line somewhere. I released his cock. “Sean, what's wrong?"

“I'll do it," Sean whispered. “If it's what you want, I'll find someone and-“

“No, no, no," I cut him off. “That's not the point! You have to want it too. Don't think about it romantically, don't even think about it as me giving you a bedroom order. Think about your needs and what will satisfy them. That's it."

Sean shook his head, looking down at his feet.

“Sean, look at me." His eyes met mine, and I was shocked to see that they were teary. “This wouldn't change anything between us," I said, cupping his chin. “I'm not perfect, and I know there's things you want that I can't give you. All I'm saying is that I don't mind if you go find it yourself."

“I get it," he said in a small voice. “I do. Logically, it all makes perfect sense. But it's a lot to get used to, and there's that whole emotional component."

I flattened my face and raised an eyebrow slightly. “It is curious, then, that you are allowing emotion to affect a logical decision."

“Oh, shut up," Sean replied, smacking my chest.

“If it helps, the idea turns me on."

“It doesn't help."

“Not even a little bit?"

Sean hesitated, and I looked pointedly at his cock, still pointing straight up. He followed my gaze and blushed. “Maybe a little bit," he admitted.

“Tell ya what," I said, lying back beside him and pulling him with me. “I have an idea. A way to bring emotion and logic out of this. A sort of test to not to see what this or this think-“ I pointed to his chest and his forehead, “-but to see only what this thinks." I reached down to trail a claw over his cock.

He let out a shuddering breath. “What do you have in mind?"

---

Sean shifted the backpack, unused to the unusually small amount of weight. All he had with him was a pair of water bottles. The backpack was more for his clothes than anything else.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he reached down for the hem of his shirt and started to pull it up… and nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a laugh from behind him. He snatched his hands from the fabric as if it had burned him and tried to nonchalantly look over his shoulder.

Behind him, a horse and a wolf were walking together, chatting idly, towels slung over their shoulders. Both were wearing baggy swim trunks. They passed Sean by, the horse giving him a brief look before shrugging and moving on. Sean tried to tell himself the look was because humans were a rare sight here and not because his face felt like it was on fire.

He let out a breath. Alek's challenge was to disrobe on the beach, in broad view of everyone. But that felt like a bit much. Sean's plan, damn what Alek said, was to strip naked on the trail and walk onto the beach like that. Tear off the proverbial band-aid and front-load the embarrassment. But even that was looking like a tall order, especially if other furs were walking along the path.

What I need is some time to get used to it before anyone else sees me, Sean thought. Silly, of course. He had no qualms about displaying himself for Alek. But that was different!

But that was part of the mindset he was here to break. It was okay for other people to see him naked. Didn't stop his heart from hammering in his chest at the thought.

Sean came to a decision and forced himself through the brush at the side of the trail. This was where he was most comfortable, after all: somewhere completely off anything recognizable as a path. He felt his pulse slow almost immediately and moved on, pushing branches out of his way.

He moved on an angle toward the beach, but stuck to the trees. Eventually, he found a large sycamore in the shelter of a dune. Past the dune, he could hear the noise of the beach, but it may as well have been a world away. He sighed in relief and put his back to the tree. With trembling hands he reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt again. With one motion he pulled it off and over his head.

Nothing. Nobody cared. The magnolia warbler that was hopping through the leaves above him didn't even look toward him. But now was the hard part. Sean reached down to his shorts and unbuttoned them. He wasn't wearing anything underneath; what was the point, after all?

After hesitating for a moment, he snarled at himself in frustration. Before he could think about it rationally, he swept his shorts down and stood before the tree naked. The feel of the cool air on skin he was very unused to feeling it on very nearly made him chicken out and pull the shorts back up. But he forced himself to stand still.

After a couple minutes, his pulse slowed. He pulled his shoes and socks off, and carefully folded his clothes and stowed them in his bag. He stood up and started looking around the tree for a convenient branch to safely hang it on.

“You do know they have lockers for that, right?"

Sean yelped and spun around, holding the bag in front of him to cover his nakedness.

The moose that had startled him held up his massive hands and grinned. “Whoa, relax. No need to panic, eh?" How on earth had he snuck up on him? He absolutely towered over Sean, easily breaking seven feet tall without even considering his impressive rack. His figure was a compromise between muscular and lanky, making up for the long-limbed stature of moose with sheer physical size.

“Sorry," Sean replied automatically, keeping the bag where it was. “You just… snuck up on me. Hard to react in any other way."

The moose winced. “Yeah, sorry about that. Didn't mean to. I don't normally make a lot of noise when I move and all." He chuckled when Sean frowned and gave his antlers a pointed look. “What can I say? Not every big guy moves like an elephant." He reached up to tap his rack. "And these don't snag on things as often as you think. You do get used to them eventually."

Sean relaxed a bit, although he kept the bag in front of him. “So what are you doing back here?"

The moose smirked. “I'd ask you the same question, but I think it's pretty obvious. First time here, or just first time being brave enough to go nude?"

“First time full stop," Sean muttered.

The moose whistled. “Well, kudos to your bravery. Especially here. Takes a brave sort to go naked on this beach, if you know what I mean." He frowned. “You do know what I mean, right?"

Sean hesitated, and then nodded silently.

The moose smiled. “Good. That's good. I'm Mac, by the way. Short for MacKenzie."

“Sean. Pleased to meet you."

“Likewise." Mac gestured toward the backpack. “You can put that down, you know. Nothing I haven't seen."

After a moment, Sean dropped the backpack. Mac whistled when his erection was exposed, and then laughed when Sean's face flamed red in response. “Don't worry about it," he said. “Nothing to be ashamed of." He took a couple steps closer, and Sean could see that the front of his trunks, which were tight enough to leave little to the imagination as it was, were bulging quite a bit more now.

Mac stopped just short of Sean, his imposing frame casting a shadow over him. “I figure that you wouldn't be here if you didn't want this," he rumbled. “And you know what it means when someone's naked here, right?"

Sean tore his eyes away from the bulge in Mac's trunks – how was it still getting bigger? – and looked up to nod.

The moose reached out with a hand that dwarfed both of Sean's, pausing just short of his erection. “Still, politeness compels me to ask. May I?"

Again Sean nodded. Mac rumbled approval low in his chest and grabbed the human's cock, pinning him against the tree with his other hand. “So small," he said. “I feel like I could break you if I wasn't careful."

Sean flushed in indignation. “I'm above average for-“

“For humans, yeah. I'm not talking about this." He gave the end of Sean's cock a gentle flick, which still had enough force to bounce it most of the way to his stomach. “I'm talking about all of you. I might be able to pick you up with one hand." He tugged the human's foreskin back and rubbed a huge thumb over the bottom of his head. “Save that for later though. Don't know how rough you like it."

And for a moment, Sean imagined it. He imagined himself being pinned against the tree by this moose that stood taller than even Alek, while he drove his impossible length into him, and he let out a moan. And he started to understand what Alek was talking about.

“Hit something good, eh?" Mac asked. “Little thing like you would like it rough. You're not here for a one-and-done hookup, are you? You could have told me to move on, but instead you just went with it." He stepped forward, pinning Sean against the tree with his bulk. Sean shivered as he felt the moose's breath on his ear. “You came here to be used by everyone who comes by, didn't you? Maybe that wasn't your original plan, but it was in there somewhere."

Five days earlier

“The idea's simple," I said, lifting Sean's legs up and admiring the human's puckered hole. I lunged in and swirled my tongue around it, bathing it in saliva. “There'th a beacth," I mumbled, before withdrawing. “There's a beach," I repeated, “about an hour from here. Not all that well known to humans, but you like your beaches big and open for some reason."

“So what's your – ah! – point?" Sean gasped as my tongue pressed against his hole more insistently. I spread his cheeks with my hand and speared my tongue right into its centre, burying it inside him. I slobbered over his hole and let my tongue do a circuit over his inner walls before continuing.

“On the surface, it's clothing optional," I continued nonchalantly, after popping my tongue out of his ass and replacing it with two fingers. “Nine times out of ten, furs just go there to swim or spend some time outside. Sometimes they do it somewhat less than fully clad."

“There's something special about it, though. It's on private property, and the public is allowed to use it. But with a particular set of rules." I curled my fingers to stroke Sean's prostate, grinning at the way he mewled in need in response. I withdrew my fingers and stood up, hoisting Sean's legs over my shoulders and pressing my aching cock between his cheeks. I felt his hole winking in need against the bottom of my maleness.

I reached down and maneuvered my cock so it was lightly pressing against his hole and started moving my hips to lightly prod against it. Sean whimpered in impatience and tried to thrust his hips upwards, but I expertly pulled back, maintaining a steady, frustrating pressure. “There's a bit of an unwritten code, you see. Anyone who's clothed, or even mostly naked, even just wearing socks or sandals, is probably just there to visit the beach. But whenever someone's fully naked, it sends a very clear message to everyone there."

I angled my hips and finally allowed my cock to slip into Sean's hole. He winced at the sudden stretch, but he'd long since gotten used to my size. The string of precum connecting his stomach and his untouched cock attested to that. I could feel the hard knob of his prostate easily, and the slightest movement on my end had his hole clenching and his cock jumping. Seemed I'd riled him up some.

“Anyone who's fully naked there," I said, sliding the rest of my length into him, “is there to get fucked. Sometimes right there on the beach, in front of everyone. They'll let themselves be used by anyone who's willing." I withdrew half my length and slammed back in, prompting a cry and another spurt of pre from my lover. I leaned closer. “It's all consensual, of course. You can refuse anyone you want and they won't mind. But to a lot of them, if you didn't want it, you wouldn't be naked. And there's nothing to stop someone from pinning you down and rutting you right there."

I'd increased the pace of my thrusts as I spoke until I was jackhammering into him. Sean was in ecstasy, his cock at full mast, his stomach caked with an unnoticed load that I'd already fucked out of him. I yowled as I felt my orgasm rush up on me, and I slammed myself to the hilt as I hurtled over the edge. One, two, three pulses sent my cum deep into his bowels, with a quick withdrawal and thrust to punctuate each one. After that I thrust into him hard enough to nearly bend him double, pumping the rest of my load into him.

After I came down, I noticed that he was giving me a pleading look, his hands twitching toward his cock and falling back to the bed. I grinned and grabbed his length, savagely jerking him to a second orgasm. He reached his peak quickly, stiffening and painting his face with his own cum. After the first few shots, I pointed his cock at his mouth so the rest of it coated his tongue.

I released his legs and hungrily kissed him before he had a chance to swallow it, savouring the taste of his cum as my tongue dueled with his. Finally, I came away for air, leaving him panting below me. “So that's the challenge," I said. “I'll be leaving to do some trail maintenance in a few days. Be gone for at least the weekend. While I'm gone, I want you to go to the beach and strip naked. Everything, in front of everyone. And what happens, happens. You can refuse whoever you want, you can stop at any time, but I want you to try it and see how you feel."

I cupped his chin. “And when I come home, I'm going to fuck you again while you tell me every detail. Deal?"

Sean hesitated. I could see the gears turning in his head, working through scenarios, planning contingencies. At some point, his mental calculation arrived at a conclusion and he nodded.

“Deal."

---

Sean gasped and threw and hand back against the tree as he felt the heat of Mac's mouth close around the head of his malehood. The moose swirled his tongue around the sensitive head, making Sean's legs quiver, before pulling off with a wet pop. “Leaking already, I see," he said, smacking his lips. “Look at this little morsel. It's not often I can take someone's cock right to the base." He swooped down and engulfed Sean's entire length to demonstrate. Sean whimpered and tried to pull away, but the moose yanked his hips forward with a hand on his hip, and continued lashing his entire cock with his tongue.

Soon, too soon, Sean felt himself approaching the point of no return. He tried to push the moose off by the antlers, but it was like shoving against a brick wall. Thankfully, Mac noticed and pulled off, but he kept stroking Sean's length. “What's the matter, little human?" he asked. “Are you going to cum already? Is this too much for you?"

Sean nodded, trying and failing to focus on anything but the growing tingling between his legs. Right when he thought he was going to erupt, Mac suddenly let go of his cock, leaving it to twitch as Sean almost hurtled over the cliff anyway. “You're going to need to work on that endurance," Mac said, standing up and hooking his thumbs into his waistband. Sean glanced downward, eyes widening at what he saw outlined against the moose's trunks.

Mac chuckled and pulled the waistband down slightly, exposing an inch of his massive shaft. “See something you like, little human? Want to see what a real male's cock looks like?"

Without waiting for a response, he pulled the waistband lower, revealing another few inches of shaft. And then another few. Sean watched in amazement as it just kept going. Finally, Mac's massive shaft sprang free, an intimidating lance pointing straight at Sean's sternum. Mac gripped the base and lightly slapped it against Sean's throbbing cock. Sean shuddered at the sheer force of the impact. “Look at that," Mac said, pressing the tip of his cock right into Sean's crotch. “Nearly twice as big as yours. Almost makes me wonder how it's going to fit."

Sean's head snapped up. “You're not planning to-“

“Oh, I am," Mac replied, grinning. “I've had humans just like you bend over for me before. You always seem to underestimate just how accommodating you can be." The massive hand that had been holding Sean's hip suddenly lunged back to grab the human's rear. “And yours is just the kind of rump I like to bury myself in," the moose growled.

He stepped back. “But I'm a merciful sort. I won't skip straight to the main event." He gestured toward his jutting cock. “I know you've been dying to get a taste of me. So get to work."

Sean swallowed and let his weight drift to his knees, eyeing the moose's giant shaft nervously. He wasn't even sure it would fit in his mouth. But when was he going to have an opportunity like this again? He tentatively reached out and wrapped a hand around the shaft, jumping when it flexed at the contact, and noted with some dismay that he wasn't quite able to close his fingers around it.

He took a breath to brace himself, and moved forward to suck the moose's head into his mouth. Or tried to. His jaw cramped almost instantly, and he pulled off with nothing more than the barest taste of salt for his efforts. The moose sighed in disappointment. Sean was expecting him to pull away, so he was surprised when Mac's fingers suddenly curled themselves against the back of his head and pulled him forward so the head of the moose's cock was pressing at his lips again.

“Open up," Mac ordered, pressing more insistently. “And relax your jaw. You're too tense. Stop thinking about how it's too big. It'll fit."

Sean closed his eyes and breathed out through his nose, willing his muscles to relax. As they did, he realized how tightly clenched they'd been. He breathed a few more times, each one focusing on another muscle group. The whole time, his lungs were flooded with the musk of Mac's cock.

Before Sean even really noticed, Mac's head slipped past his lips and into his mouth. He tried to jerk away in surprise, but the moose held his head still. “Shh," he said, sliding another inch into the human's mouth. “You're doing fine. Just stay relaxed. Focus on my cock, how it feels in your mouth. Focus on that fullness."

Sean let another breath out through his nose and tried to do as the moose said. He worked his tongue against the bottom of his shaft and was rewarded with a spurt of pre. “Now you're getting it," Mac said, pulling out, and thrusting back in. “Just relax and let my fuck that pretty face of yours."

The massive shaft continued to pump into and out of Sean's mouth, pressing back a little further each time. Sean focused of keeping his breathing steady and his jaw muscles slack, barely able to devote enough mental processing to keep his tongue active. From Mac's moans though, it seemed like his tongue action wasn't all that necessary: the size disparity between them resulted in a natural tightness that gripped the moose's cock in a way that felt heavenly.

“Take a breath, little human," Mac warned. “It'll be the last one you'll get for a bit." He chuckled when Sean shot him a panicked look. “What, did you think I wasn't going into your throat? I'd like to get more than half my cock into you."

Sean huffed through his nose, indicating his displeasure the only way he was able, but took a deep breath anyway. Once he'd filled his lungs, Mac thrust forward further, pushing against the entrance to his throat. Sean instinctively angled his head to make the angle easier and forced down the momentary, instinctive panic as the massive head cut off his airway and continued into his throat. Mac pushed a bit further, until Sean stopped him with a hand on his thigh. The moose could easily have overpowered the human and bulled in as far as biology would allow, but he also didn't want to break him. So he just enjoyed the feeling of Sean's throat muscles reflexively working around his shaft until his fingers started tapping against his thigh.

Mac left his cock there a moment longer, until spots swam in front of Sean's vision, before pulling out and letting the human gasp for breath. “That was awesome, kid," Mac said. “You've got some real talent." He grabbed Sean under the armpits and lifted him to his feet, and then turned them around so the moose's back was to the tree. “Now get back to sucking. I'll let you go at your own pace this time."

With a bit more confidence, Sean wrapped his lips around the moose's intimidating shaft and started bobbing up and down. It felt quite a bit different in his mouth from Alek's, even discounting the fact that the moose dwarfed the lynx's endowment. While Alek was a pillar of hardness, practically pulsing with every beat of his heart, Mac's cock was slightly softer, with a bit more of a silky feel.

Sean was just starting to find his rhythm when the moose suddenly bent over him and cupped his ass cheeks in each of his massive hands. “You've got quite the rump on you, little human," he remarked. “Very tempting. Especially with you bent over sucking my cock like this." He massaged Sean's cheeks, spreading them and watching his hole wink, and then letting them go back to their normal shape. It didn't take long for his fingers to start wandering, and soon one of his huge fingers was circling the human's hole.

Sean stiffened as the pressure gradually increased, then relented. The moose kept wiggling his finger against the ring of muscle, not trying to gain entry, but just keeping up a steady pressure that had the human squirming before long. “You like that, eh? Well, let's see how you feel about this."

The finger withdrew, and Sean moaned around the moose's cock as he felt the unmistakable sensation of a tongue lapping against his hole. He went back to bobbing on the massive shaft with further fervor, his own untouched cock throbbing between his legs, trailing a string of precum. “Mmf," Mac said. “Getting really enthusiastic now. I guess you like it."

Sean froze. The tongue was still circling his hole. How had Mac spoken if…

A second, smaller pair of hands rested themselves on his ass, spreading his cheeks further so the tongue could dart forward and thrust into his hole. Sean moaned again, his cock flexing as this second stranger hungrily ate him out.

“Wondering what your new friend is?" Mac asked. “No, don't say anything. Don't tell him. Let him guess." The moose rested a hand on Sean's head and started lightly thrusting into his mouth. “Actually, I have an idea. Try to guess from his cock. If you can focus enough, that is."

“Mmmmph!" Sean moaned as the stranger's skillful tongue wormed against his prostate. The dexterous organ prodded against it a few times before finally withdrawing, leaving his ass feeling woefully empty. A hand whipped down on his ass with a smack that echoed through the trees. Then he felt the telltale prod of a cock against his hole, and a mounting pressure that quickly buried several inches of the stranger's shaft in his spit-slick entrance. It seemed different from the other cocks Sean had taken. Almost tapered in a way? He mentally sorted through his knowledge of mammal anatomy, uncovering an embarrassing number of blanks. This hadn't exactly been covered in any of his ecology lectures.

The stranger paused with his shaft half buried, then withdrew and thrust in further. And again, until he could feel the telltale tickle of fur on the skin of his rear. The stranger leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Sean's waist, and then really started moving, sliding most of his shaft out before slamming it home. Each thrust sent his low-hanging balls clapping against Sean's. Mac rumbled in approval and sped up the rate of his thrusts, although he mercifully allowed Sean a clear airway. Soon, the clearing was filled with the slap of flesh on flesh and Sean's muffled moans. A distant part of his mind wondered how well it could be heard from the main path, but the rest of his mind was too overwhelmed to care. Let them hear. Let them come. If they decided to join in, so be it. He was having a blast.

Soon, he noticed a strange detail about the stranger's cock as it pumped into him. There was an odd thickness near the base, that felt like it was growing thicker. Sean set a part of his mind analyzing that as a background task while the rest of it was busy processing his state of ecstasy. After a few more thrusts, it concluded that the bulge was definitely getting thicker, a fact that was confirmed when on the next thrust, it battered against his hole without going in. Something about that tickled something in his memory.

“Figured it out yet?" Mac panted from above him. Sean tapped on his thigh, and he obligingly pulled his cock out of the human's mouth so he could respond.

“Canid," Sean gasped, and the stranger behind him growled in confirmation. “I, uh… I can't say for sure past the family level."

Mac thrust his cock back into Sean's mouth, spearing it straight back into his throat. “You can tell him now."

“Bonus marks for using Linnaean classification," the stranger remarked, his growling voice a stark contrast Mac's deep rumble. “But can you get further than that? Genus level at least?" He leaned closer, his breath warm on Sean's ear. “I'll give you a hint. My fur is grey, and nobody agrees on if I'm my own species."

Sean pushed himself off Mac's cock. “Algonquin wolf," he answered breathlessly.

“You've got a clever one here, moose," the wolf said. “And talented, too, if the way he's squeezing my cock is any indication. You want my knot, pup? I'm sure it'll get you quite ready for the moose's cock." He ground the bulb of flesh insistently against Sean's hole.

The wolf moved his hands up to grab Sean be the shoulders and pulled back, arching the human's back. “No cock in your mouth to distract you for this part, human. I want to hear you howl." He started thrusting again at a breakneck pace, smacking his knot against Sean's rump with more and more force. Sean's rhythmic gasps turned to moans, then to full-throated cries as his prostate was relentlessly battered by the wolf's cock. Just when he was nearing his peak, the wolf grabbed his balls and squeezed just enough to bring him back from the edge. “No getting off easy here," he snarled. “You cum from my knot or not at all."

“Easy, bud," Mac protested. “Don't break him."

“Back off, prey," the wolf spat. “He's still hard, isn't he? The slut likes it rough. So. I'm. Giving. Him. What. He. Wants!" Each word was punctuated with a harder and harder thrust, until on the last he slammed his knot against Sean's rear with as much force as he could muster. Sean cried out as he felt his hole expand further, and an unbelievable stretch as the wolf's knot forced its way in.

“Rrrghhh!" The wolf snarled, biting down on Sean's shoulder a hair short of drawing blood and pumped twice more before filling the human's rear with pulse after pulse of cum. Feeling each pulse splash inside him, plus the crushing pressure of the wolf's knot pushed Sean over the edge and he yelled wordlessly, his cock flexing and spilling his own pent-up load into the sand.

The wolf's orgasm seemed neverending, filling Sean more than he'd ever been filled before. His addled mind counted eight, nine pulses before it finally seemed to taper off. Long moments passed while they both caught their breath, and then the wolf grabbed Sean's hips and dragged the human off his knot. Sean cried out again as he felt the stretch all over again, and then blessed relief as the knot popped out. The wolf pulled the rest of his cock free, releasing a torrent of cum that spilled out and ran over Sean's balls.

Sean collapsed onto all fours, panting. “Holy fuck," he heard himself saying.

“You've got that right," Mac replied, his voice strained. Sean looked up, eyes widening. The moose somehow seemed even harder, his massive cock now curving upwards and pointing to the sky. “That was one of the hottest things I've ever seen."

He leaned down and wrapped his hands around Sean's chest, lifting him to eye level. “I'm going to fuck you now," he said. “I know I should give you some time to recover, but I need to be inside you now."

Still holding him in the air, Mac turned him around so he was facing the clearing again. Sean blinked when he saw someone conspicuously missing: the wolf had left without a word. A chill ran through him. I didn't even learn his name. The thought made his softened cock twitch.

“Hold my neck," Mac said, breaking the human's reverie. He reached back and twined his arms around the Mac's muscular neck as his massive hands moved down to grip him by the lower thighs, lifting his legs. It was only when the moose's cock kissed his hole that he realized just how exposed this position was.

A muttered “Deep breath," from Mac was his only warning before the moose relaxed his muscles, letting gravity lower Sean down onto his cock. He barely had time to suck in a breath before the massive shaft bulled past his ring and into his bowels, filling him beyond anything Alek could manage. Sean's hasty breath was instantly expelled in a wordless cry as he took Mac's cock to the base in a single stroke.

“Feel your stomach for me," the moose groaned. “Tell me what you feel."

Sean lifted his hand to his abdomen and was shocked to discover a distinct bulge. He laid a hand on it and realized he could feel the moose's heartbeat in his cock through his skin. The bulge protruded nearly all the way to his ribs. “That's not possible," he gasped.

He could almost feel Mac's grin. “Never gets old," he muttered, before lifting the human and dropping him on his cock again. “What did I say about underestimating?" He lifted and dropped Sean again. “If you were a little smaller, I might be able to lift you on my cock alone. That'd be a sight."

One of Mac's hands reached up to grasp Sean's newly hardened cock. “And hard as a rock again. If I didn't know better I'd say you were born to be a cocksleeve." He started thrusting with an almost leisurely pace. “I've also noticed something," he said conversationally. “This entire time you haven't touched yourself once. When that wolf was fucking you, you came totally hands-free."

He wrapped his arms around the human, spreading his thighs even wider, and started thrusting faster. “You don't care about your cock at all, do you? I bet you wouldn't mind not even having one. What if you had a pussy instead? Replace that useless appendage with another hole to fuck." He nibbled Sean's earlobe. “Don't have to comment. I'm just woolgathering. Still, food for thought. And I might also be speaking for the benefit of our audience."

Audience? Sean had closed his eyes in bliss once the moose had started moving. He opened them and saw three more furs standing in the clearing. A deer, a raccoon and a fox stood there staring at him with unbridled lust, each stroking cocks that thankfully were nearly the size of his own. Sean automatically tried to close his thighs to hide himself but the moose kept them apart with a firm grip. “No you don't," he said. “Let them watch. This is what you came here for, to show your body off to everyone who wanted to look. What difference does it make if you show off with the biggest cock you've ever seen inside you?"

The raccoon started forward. “No!" Mac snapped. “Don't touch him! He's going to cum from my cock and nothing else!" He thrust into Sean harder than before, deliberately squeezing against his prostate, savouring the rhythmic clenching of the human's hole around his cock while precum leaked from his untouched cock.

He changed his rhythm to short, fast thrusts, slamming the human down against his hips. “Go ahead, Sean," he grunted. “Cum. Cum for me. Cum from my cock in front of these strangers, and I'll fill you right to the brim." The human whimpered, and a moment later he felt his hole start rhythmically clenching around him. “Good boy," he managed, before slamming his cock in to the root and firing his cum deep into the human.

If Sean thought the wolf's load was huge, the moose's was gargantuan. The first two pulses filled him like the entirety of the wolf's orgasm. He felt his abdomen distend slightly as the mass of semen ran out of places to go, finally spurting from the seal around the moose's cock. The raccoon moved forward tentatively again and reverently laid his hand on Sean's bulging stomach. “Holy fuck," he said quietly.

“You've got that right," Mac replied, lifting Sean off his cock and releasing what felt like an ocean of cum. Sean hung there limply in his arms as it drained out of him. He could barely even think, he was so overwhelmed.

Mac gently lowered him to the ground. “Can you stand?" Sean nodded. “Good. Because these three are probably going to want a piece of you."

Before Sean could react, he felt three new pairs of strange hands roaming over him. They pushed him forward onto his knees, and he found the raccoon's hard cock in front of his face. “Wait," he said feebly, but the raccoon just took advantage of his open mouth to push inwards. As the same time, one of the others pushed his cock into Sean's ass and started thrusting. “Mmph!" Sean shouted in protest, frantically tapping at the raccoon's thighs.

“Wait, wait, stop!" Another voice shouted.

The cocks in both Sean's ends stopped, then withdrew. Sean sagged onto all fours, panting. “Stop," he gasped. “I've had enough."

The raccoon backed away, his eyes widening. “Oh, shit," he said. “Oh fuck, I am so sorry. We just got carried away, and-“

“I didn't say enough for today," Sean said, once he'd caught his breath. He raised his head and smiled at the three newcomers. “Just give me a few minutes, all right? I can't be expected to do all that back to back."

The three newcomers grinned as realization hit them. “Take all the time you need," the deer said, stepping behind the raccoon and trailing his hands down his flanks. “Maybe we can put on a show for you in the meantime?"

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I gave Sean a nonplussed look. “Okay, I can't point to the exact point where you started making things up, but you've definitely passed it."

Sean paused, and then smiled guiltily. “Busted. What gave it away?"

“Well, your three 'newcomers' happen to be the same species as the group of teenagers loitering outside the apartment when I came home. And you're usually pretty worn out after two rounds. I can't imagine you'd be up for more after that."

Sean huffed and pressed his naked form closer to me. “Too perceptive, as always."

“No, you're just too obvious. So, when did you start making things up?"

Sean paused. “Well, the three that showed up at the end were made up. And what Mac was saying at the end was improvised too. And I might have embellished some of the dirty talk. To be honest, I wasn't able to keep track of it as well as I'd like. Bit preoccupied."

I rolled my eyes. "Anything else?"

Sean thought for a moment. "Nope. Everything else was true."

I raised an eyebrow. “Everything? You didn't exaggerate Mac's size at all?"

Sean flipped himself on top of me. “If anything I didn't do it justice."

“Uh huh. How big was he? Was it like this?" I held my hands apart a respectable distance, about the size of my own malehood.

Sean grinned. “Bigger."

I added another inch, and Sean shook his head. I rolled my eyes and jokingly held my hands almost a foot apart. “That's about right," Sean said brightly.

I dropped my hands. “You're kidding. You're sure that wasn't exaggerated?"

“I've already been busted. Why would I hold to that detail of all things?"

I paused a moment. “Holy fuck."

“Tell me about it."

I wrapped my arms around him as he nestled his head into my neck. “So did it work? You've gotten over your hang-up?"

Sean paused. “Well… no, but I think I understand it better. Because as incredible as that experience was, and oh my god was it incredible, after it was done I just kept thinking about you. And how even if you literally can't compare physically – and don't get me wrong, that's probably a good thing because it took me days to recover from that-“

“Rambling," I cut in.

“Right. Sorry. Even if they were doing things I could never get from you, they were missing one important thing."

I idly trailed a paw down his spine. “And that is?"

He raised his head. “I love you. And even though I let myself be used by a couple utter strangers, I didn't stop loving you."

I purred and held him close. “Well," I said. “It's a start.