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[GotMilk says: Fresh Cumdump @ 712 Fourth street tonight. Show this thirsty boy a good time. Let a cow milk YOU for once. Password is Dairy.]

Slippery and pink, an open mouth showed in the profile picture, and Jessie shuddered at the sight. How would that tongue feel on his dick? Chronically virginal, he'd never explored the possibilities, and his shy attitude kept him from starting a relationship. Exploring his first time with an experienced bottom would be icing on the cake.

When he first signed up for Monstr, he was too shy to answer any messages, but something about the advertisement called to him. His shift at the grocery store ran too late for the last three announcements, but this one happened on his night off, and he planned to take full advantage of his free time. Tonight, he would lose his virginity. Tonight, he could finally feel like a man.

"Password?" A large, bald man with biceps the size of Jessie's head waited at the door, staring imposingly down at Jessie's wiry body. This guy could easily crumple Jessie into a ball and throw him in a trash can! What kind of scene was this? Jessie started to have second thoughts, and his hands, buried in his pockets, began to sweat. He wasn't good in social situations at the best times, but this was even more embarrassing.

"D-Dairy." Jessie squeaked out after a moment spent gathering his courage, his shoulders hunched and his cheeks flushed. He didn't exactly savor the idea that someone else knew what he was there for, but this was his chance to indulge in a long-held fantasy, and the ache in his pent-up balls drove him onwards like a leash pulling at his groin. Fuck it; it's not like he knew the guy. Who was the bouncer going to tell? No, maybe it would be better if he DID tell someone because at least word might get back to Jessie's friends. Anything to stop their relentless teasing.

A leering wink and a pat on the shoulder sent Jessie on his way into the dimly lit building, and the bouncer murmured, "Make sure you strip if you don't want to leave looking like you pissed yourself. He drools like a broken tap, and if I know him, his ass is already overflowing."

Jessie was grateful for the advice, and the fact that the bouncer used the cumdump as well was strangely comforting. He couldn't judge someone for something he was doing himself.

Inside the building was nothing but a long hallway leading to two doors. Above each, a conspicuous label flushed Jessie's face and sent a rush of blood to his manhood, tenting his jeans. "Ass" and "Mouth." Jessie thought hard, then reached out with shaking hands to twist the "Mouth" door's knob. It's not like he couldn't switch rooms after he finished, and he always wondered how a blowjob would feel.

A small recess with a list of rules posted on the wall greeted him, along with various hooks for holding clothes. Jessie hurriedly stepped out of his jeans, letting his massive manhood flop free and giving it a short stroke to quell the desperate neediness pulsing through its growing length while browsing the sign.

[1. No condoms. 2. Cum inside or on the performer. They're here for a reason. 3. No rough stuff. Leave a mark, and you're banned. Facefucking is okay if the performer is up for it. 4. Failure to lock the door means you'll expect company. Share like a good boy. 5. Piss and cum only. The performer reserves the right to reject any other fluids, violently if necessary. Don't fuck it up for the rest of us. 6. Stay as long as you like, but performers reserve the right to leave before you're finished.]

Jessie grew harder with each word, and his dick seemed to approve. Cum inside, huh? He could do that. After all, his hottest fantasies usually involved a fat, sloppy ass dripping with his jizz.

Slipping off his shirt, Jessie stood in the nude, letting his dick lead the way to his goal. It was relatively large if the internet taught him anything, and he was rather proud of its jutting length, though it made his wispy figure look even more skeletal with its meaty size. Around the corner, the smell of stale cum and masculine musk hit him like a sack of bricks, and a surprising sight jutted from the wall in front of a well-used, stained chair.

Staggeringly large, with the face of a bull and sticky, cum-stained features, the front half of a monstrous creature greeted Jessie's sight, comfortably supported by a table with a hole built into its padded softness to show off the creature's torso. Every inch of his face dripped with a thin layer of white goo, and his panting mouth drooled with each breath, flaring bovine nostrils dripping seed. Pendulous, plush pecs jiggled underneath him with every breath, their size and perfect shape putting any woman's breasts to shame and their nipples sporting heavy piercings that forced his nubs into a permanent erection. Wobbling and touchably soft, a chubby belly completed the lewd picture, and Jessie could see a messy coating of semen dripping from its navel, just above where creamy human skin gave way to dark brown fur. A blindfold covered his eyes, adding to the erotic display and bringing fresh surges of hardness to Jessie's already painfully erect member.

Jessie stared in awe at the mythical creature, stepping closer with shaking legs and kneeling to get a closer look at the chubby pair of bull pecs. Shaking hands reached out to touch the silken skin, and he pressed the palms of his hands into the yielding flesh, squeezing and rolling them around with curious fingers. The heartbeat pulsing through those pecs vibrated through Jessie's hands, and he could feel it quicken as his exploring fingers gave the pierced nubs a soft tug. A soft clench hardened the flesh slightly under his fingers, though there was just enough doughy softness to cradle Jessie's digits and encourage his groping.

"Fuck, man. That feels good." A hoarse voice dripping with an erotic undertone startled Jessie, vibrating through those perfect pecs with its deep, pleasured tone. "You want to fuck my tits? I'll do anything for some dick." The minotaur bit his lower lip, and Jessie could feel the slutty man pressing his pendulous pecs into his touch, those thick rings jiggling eagerly against his fingers.

Jessie's heart skipped a beat at the mention of sheathing his cock between those juicy mountains of muscle and fat. "O-Okay. I'd like that." His voice was squeaky, but he stood and took a seat on the plush chair, squirming as he noticed the upholstery was sticky. With that panting maw just inches from his pulsing dick, he realized there was one more thing he wanted. Hoping it wasn't against the rules, he reached out, unfastening the minotaur's blindfold and revealing a pair of blue-green eyes that quickly focused on his cock. Staring into the eyes of someone sucking his cock was a massive turn-on, and Jessie desperately wanted to fulfill that fantasy, among others, with the willing slut.

"Damn kid, you're packing. Is all this dick just for me?" Meaty hands reached out and pulled Jessie's chair closer, bringing him closer with a swift tug until his cock slapped against the minotaur's hungrily flaring nostrils. Bovine cheeks rubbed against his shaft, spreading clammy, tacky seed over it from messy fur. Drooling with sparkling saliva and impossibly soft, his plush tongue slid out in one long, worshipful lick over Jessie's cock, sliming the underside in loving excess as his lips threatened to sheathe Jessie's member within their plush depths.

Regretful eyes tore themselves from the sight of Jessie's cock, and the minotaur released Jessie's member, then propped himself up, bringing those creamy, perky pecs into view. With practiced ease, he propped himself up, enfolding Jessie's cock in the tight valley between those perfect mountains, his lips planting a loving kiss on the pulsing crown. Up and down, with infinite tenderness, the slutty monster practically made love to Jessie's cock with his pecs, letting his drool drip down to slicken the heated friction.

Jessie could barely think. His hand was never this tight or this sinfully soft, and his dick sent electricity straight to his brain, bucking his hips to meet loving bovine lips and frantically sawing his member against the minotaur's efforts. Balls boiling and threatening to spill over, Jessie tried desperately to hold himself back, gritting his teeth and digging his hands into the upholstery. He couldn't help himself, and a heavy, syrupy blast of satisfaction painted itself over the bull's face, followed by several more ropes of orgasmic fluids that drooled over his perfect pecs and bovine features, adding to the already copious mess. So much for savoring his first orgasm with a partner.

"Aw, such a cutie. Were my tits that good?" The minotaur's baritone voice held no contempt despite Jessie's early emission. His gentle kisses stole slippery licks of pearly satisfaction from the tip of Jessie's member, tasting him with an expression of approval and wearing thick ropes of dripping cum like an erotic badge of honor, doting on the still pulsing member with tender kisses. When Jessie's orgasm slowed to a trickle, he took the head into his mouth to suckle the last remnants of orgasm from his slit. "Is that all you've got for me, pretty boy? Or do you want to blow in my mouth next?" Staring up at Jessie with cum-slicked features and bedroom eyes, the minotaur planted sucking kisses under the throbbing head, his soft lips teasing Jessie's still rock-hard cock. Pretty boy? Did he think Jessie was cute? Or was this just a way for him to get more of what he wanted? Either way, it was working, and Jessie's stomach twisted at his soft-spoken words.

Shuddering at the hypnotic sight of that messy, drooling maw, Jessie reached down to grip the base of his cock, rolling his dick over the affectionate minotaur's lips before slotting it against the offered tongue. Feeding it into that heavenly muzzle, he felt thick strings of bovine drool make their way down his shaft, and within moments, his churning balls shined with slimy lubrication. The bouncer was right about the minotaur's productive maw, and Jessie silently thanked him for his foresight. His jeans would have been soaked through completely within moments of entering the bull's heavenly mouth, and Jessie would have been far too worried about his appearance to properly appreciate the slutty bovine's efforts.

With a muffled approving noise, the minotaur rolled his tongue along the underside of Jessie's shuddering shaft with each long, bobbing suck and welcomed the tip into his silky throat. Meaty hands sought the human's balls, cradling them lovingly and massaging them as if to encourage more productivity in the churning orbs. Like a silky, dripping furnace, the monster worked Jessie's shaft with professional ease, his pretty eyes maintaining contact with Jessie's as if he knew what Jessie wanted from him. Forget a talented cocksucker; the minotaur seemed as if he were in love with Jessie's manhood. As if sharing a passionate embrace with a lover, the minotaur favored the head with swirling lips and deep kisses before burying it deep in his throat. Working his soft, suckling lips against the base of Jessie's member, he rolled waves of suction along his length and caressed the pulsing head with his heated throat.

Tentative hands reached out to grip the minotaur's horns, and Jessie gave a tentative thrust, testing the waters, but a wink from those pretty eyes emboldened Jessie's efforts. Slow movements gave way to slapping thrusts that slammed his balls into the minotaur's chin, and before long, he was actively mashing that skilled, lusciously dripping maw against his groin.

Pretty eyes seemed to beg for Jessie's every thrust, and fingers massaged his hips, encouraging him until Jessie felt his aching balls would pop past those talented lips with every desperate push. There was no resistance in that suckling maw, only suckling, perfectly tailored suction, and luscious lips keeping bovine teeth well away from Jessie's shaft. Practiced swallows timed themselves perfectly, erasing the drooling evidence of Jessie's arousal before it could escape.

Too soon, Jessie felt his orgasm rising once again, twisting his stomach into knots. Desperate to enjoy more of the minotaur's efforts, he tried to hold himself back, his jaw clenching and his muscles coiling, but he lost the battle. Productive bursts of pent-up pleasure burst from his tip to fill that talented maw, puffing the bull's cheeks with the sheer volume as talented lips slipped up his shaft to concentrate on the sensitive underbelly of his fountaining member, working him expertly.

Lapping licks prolonged Jessie's orgasm, attacking the underside of his cock with silken strikes while practiced motions escorted gooey pleasure to join the growing reserve in the bull's mouth. Lewdly slurping, that maw milked him for every drop until Jessie practically thrashed his way free of the bull's grip, his bare chest heaving and his cock slipping out of the bull's mouth to throb angrily on top of flaring nostrils. Gooey lips parted, the minotaur's maw opening to show off the fruits of his efforts and swirl pearlescent ropes of human cum over his tongue before a long, exaggerated gulp cleared his maw, leaving the soft pink tongue clear of seed.

Slow stroking tugs massaged Jessie's aching cock, and the bull kissed over his lower stomach. "Fuck, kid. How are you still so hard? Making me doubt my expertise." A long lick rolled along the underside of Jessie's cock, and the minotaur visibly shuddered as he explored each slippery inch. Jessie assumed that the minotaur was a cock connoisseur, and he felt a surge of pride in his chest at his worshipful attitude. Was this how pornstars felt among their fans? Jessie could get used to this sort of treatment.

"Y-You're good at this whole thing." The moment he opened his mouth to speak, Jessie regretted how awkward he sounded, but the minotaur didn't pull back or react to his tone, and he swallowed his feelings of inferiority, clearing his throat. "D-Do you come here often?"

A chuckling snort vibrated against Jessie's shaft. "Relax, kid. You're not trying to woo me into granting you a second date. I'll let you do anything you want to me without that silly small talk." Rummaging around in a pocket of his padded seat, he brought out a phone and tapped at the screen for a second, then grinned at Jessie. "My shift ends in less than five minutes. How about you bring that eager cock over to the other side, and I'll give you the VIP treatment. You've got another few loads in you, I'm sure." He propped himself up on his elbows, bringing those kissable bovine lips to Jessie's eye level and tightening the human's throat with his seductive look. "Love to see what happens to that pretty face when you're emptying your balls in my sloppy ass~."

As the bull gracefully squeezed back through the hole in the wall to the other side, Jessie rushed to his pile of clothes, his dick bouncing under him as he gathered his things. Bovine promises brought a warm, fuzzy feeling to his chest, and he could barely grasp the adjacent room's knob with shaking hands as all of the blood in his body seemed determined to rush to his dick, rattling it open with clumsy attempts until he could step through.

Mouthwateringly bouncy cheeks greeted Jessie as he rounded the corner, coated in a glistening mosaic of fluids in varying states of drying from a fresh-looking ooze over the minotaur's bovine crack to dried, matted fur. Standing from his stretch and clenching those cheeks, the minotaur looked back over his shoulder with a wink. "That was a quick run, pretty boy. Are you that excited to glaze my donut?" Teasing fingers spread his cheeks, revealing a gaped, oozing hole with a puffy rim and sticky inner cheeks. "Hope you don't mind that I'm already sloppy. My ass has been pretty popular today."

"N-No, it's perfect." Jessie could barely speak as his eyes took in the full majesty of the chubby minotaur's body. As heavy footsteps brought the bull closer, he took in just how massive the minotaur was. Standing two feet above Jessie's wispy frame at his full height, the monster was a hulking hunk of a man. Sticky, bouncing chest muscles, still coated in Jessie's cum, could easily rest on top of Jessie's head without leaning down, and his rounded, glazed belly made Jessie want to bury his face and feel over its silky softness. Instead of the massive cock that Jessie imagined the monster would have, a flaccid bulge stuffed in a tight sky-blue jockstrap greeted Jessie's wandering gaze.

"Like what you see?" Fingers hooked under the waistband of his jockstrap, showing off a metal cage over his dark brown shaft keeping him in a perpetual state of half-hardness. "Don't use the damn thing much. More fun to please others." With that small tease out of the way, the bull flopped down on the nearby couch, bringing him down to Jessie's eye level. "So, cutie. Why don't you tell Papa exactly what you want to do?" Despite the erotic display of that sticky, sturdy body, Jessie only had eyes for those talented lips. Surely he wouldn't mind if Jessie kissed him, right?

Unable to resist those soft lips, Jessie followed the minotaur and stole a deep kiss. At first, the minotaur tensed, but Jessie's earnest attempts softened his features, and soon patient lips and a gentle tongue met Jessie's kiss, and meaty fingers cupped his cheek. Embarrassment flooded Jessie once the kiss broke, flushing his face with a deep blush. Fuck, why was he acting like this guy was his boyfriend? Why couldn't he blow his load and leave?

"You are just too adorable." Bovine features softened at Jessie's expression, and strong, muscular arms enfolded him, drawing him into a hug and squishing him against those plush pecs. "How about we take it slowly then, cutie. No need to be embarrassed, no need to hold back. Just do what feels right." Doting lips pressed another soft kiss to Jessie's lips, that wide bovine tongue teasing over his and bringing butterflies to the shy human's stomach.

Slow, exploring fingers rolled down over the minotaur's stomach to rest on his big bulge, then dipped lower to feel over the minotaur's gaped, dripping entrance. Like a squishy, wet furnace, that sloppy donut accepted his fingers, clutching loosely at them as if welcoming them deeper. How would those loose clenches feel around his cock? He was more than wet enough that Jessie could slide right in if he wanted.

Prodding thrusts replaced his fingers, smearing his cockhead with the unknown loads of countless other men as he kissed it against that pretty chocolate-colored donut. Sloppy, wet suction called to him, demanding Jessie sink himself into that experienced hole until the boy could feel sticky ass cheeks cradling his balls. The welcoming rim pursed against the base of his cock, pulsing with the bull's heartbeat and welcoming him with slack, luxuriously warm glory, and he could feel heated, gooey remnants of the minotaur's clients coat his shaft.

"Fuck yeah, baby. You're a natural." Approving moans slipped from the minotaur's parted lips, and he leaned back to offer more of that deliciously rounded rump, holding his legs apart to grant Jessie better access to his needy hole. Though he was far too loose and wet to clamp down fully, Jessie could feel his attempts to milk the shaft inside him, and his thin, whip-like bovine tail teased Jessie's inner thigh, encouraging him with the caress of its tufted tip.

Each thrust broke the suction of the bovine's sloppy hole, filling the room with lewd squelching slurps, and every thrust grew more slippery as Jessie's speeding shaft churned seed inside the bovine. Foamy spend dripped down Jessie's shaft, turning that chocolatey butt into a creamy white expanse of sensual excess and connecting foamy strings of slimy seed to Jessie's groin.

Watching with hungry eyes as his entire groin glistened with the evidence of the minotaur's slutty exploits, foaming seed slicking the hair at the base of his shaft, Jessie could feel his balls drawing up in preparation for another mindblowing orgasm. The heated approach of his orgasm rising in his overworked, sensitive dick, he let loose a satisfied moan and let go, thin ropes of satisfaction seeding that already overfull hole to be swallowed deep into those hungry depths. Despite the oversensitivity in his shaft, Jessie's hips wouldn't stop, and it wasn't until his cock went limp and flopped from that sloppy hole that he let himself relax into the minotaur's soft belly.

"... Bernard. My name's Bernard, cutie." Unprompted, the bull introduced himself, his chest heaving and a wet spot showing on the front of his jockstrap where his dick showed its approval. "You want to come back to my place after this for some dinner? I've got some leftover takeout in my fridge." Hungry blue-green eyes stared down at Jessie, and he felt his softened cock pulse as a bovine tongue licked over Bernard's lips.

Somehow, he had a feeling that there would be more than just food waiting for him at Bernard's apartment, but the memory of that sucking throat brought a smile to Jessie's face. "I'm Jessie. Takeout sounds good." Fuck it. He could call off work tomorrow.