The two burly jocks sauntered inside. Around them, various people in very cool costumes were talking and laughing. A few people wrinkled their nose as Billy passed by, but no one said anything. Probably because More than a few people were now half-clothed on couches, feeling each other up.
Billy’s upper lip curled as he smelled the lust in the air.
They took one of the wide, sweeping staircases up to the second floor. Bradley led the way, and Billy got a chance to truly appreciate the roll of the bear’s rump as he walked. That stubby little ursine tail flicked in excitement.
Billy realized his own tail was doing the same thing. Fuck, he could never get enough of Bradley and his perfect ass!
As they walked down the upstairs hallway, searching for an empty room, Billy saw a Princely looking tabby cat being hustled into a room by a big, handsome lion man. Following after them was a Snow Leopard dressed in a suit, holding a ballgag with a lock on the back of the neck.
“You *will* wear the ballgag, or we’re not having sex Babar!”
“Chesh, please. As though I’d say anything about you.”
“I don’t believe you won’t start whispering things while we’re having sex like you *always* try to do, nor do I feel you won’t run right over me without getting a word in edgewise. Mitch, the gag.”
Billy and Bradley gawked as the door slammed shut.
“Huh. Kinky.” Bradley stared at the door.
Billy shifted, his low-hangers sloshing, and gripped Bradley by his broad shoulders and shoved the bear down the hall.
“Watch it!” Bradley snarled.
“Aw, shaddup, dickhead. You like being manhandled,” Billy snorted, slapping Brad’s ass. It had a very pleasing ripple to it.
Bradley’s ears wriggled in embarrassment but he didn’t deny it. “Yeah, well, sh-shutup, bro!”
Billy rumbled out a chuckle, grabbed Bradley’s ass, and opened a room.
Two people were already in there, a massive rhino man with a large hairy beergut and some pantheress with big tits.
“What the fu-!” THe Rhino said, pulling out, his fat cock smacking the underside of his gut wetly.
Billy strode forward, gripped the rhino by the arm and pthe pantheress by the legs, and hauled them both out the door.
“Fuck off, use another room, this one’s taken.” Billy said.
The Rhino surged back, looking like he was about to fight, then glanced up into Billy’s eyes. He hesitated.
“unless you want me ta fuck ya, bro!” Billy grbbed his own junk for emphasis.
The Pantheress eyed it with great interest before glancing at the rhino’s cock, which, while rather large, was half-sunk into the fatpad in his groin. The rhino followed her gaze and went beat red.
“Uh, no, come on, sweetheart,” The rhino said, pulling the pantheress after him.
Billy stamped a hoof and snorted in triumph. He slammed the door shut and locked it. Bradley stared in awe at Billy.
“What did I create?” The bear mumbled.
Billy reached up and tore himself out of his clothing. Literally. He reppied his shirt off, buttons popping, then yanked his pants down.
“Hurry up. I wanna fuck. Haven’t drained my balls all day, bro.” Billy said, indicating his fat nuts.
Bradley’s eyes widened as he watched Billy’s fat nuts pulse and swell even fatter.
“Uh, well, we haven’t even decided who would top or botto-?” The bear began to say.
Billy wasn’t having it.
His muscles twitched and heaved as he picked the almost equally well-muscled bear up, swung him onto the bed and ripped his jeans off. The hulking goat was snorting and letting out lusty bleats as he fell upon the big bear, tearing apart Bradley’s underwear.
Bradley squirmed and growled, putting up some resistance… but not too much resistance, and definitely not loudly. The slut.
“Think we both know the answer to that, baah~itch.” Billy grinned.
The bear let out a gasp as Billy slapped his hooved hand against his bubbly rear, making it bounce.
“B-but I got a game next Friday! Y-you know how big you are-!” Bradley protested.
Billy pried the bears cheeks apart, exposing his clenching pink pucker.
“Walk it off, baaah~ro.” Billy licked his drooling lips, eyes locked on that luscious ass.
The goat dug his muzzle in deep, lapping at the bear’s sweaty hole.
It was delicious, savory and raunchy, filled the the handsome bear’s musk. He couldn’t get enough of the taste or the way Bradley whimpered and moaned like a bitch as Billy ate him out. Billy swirled and dipped his tongue passed the rim of Bradley’s anus.
The bear’s stubby tail tickled the goat’s nose as it wagged in delight.
This wasn’t just to satisfy Billy’s lusts, of course. He didn’t want to hurt his bro when he pounded his sweet ass, after all. Finally, satisfied that his bitch was properly lubed, he gave Bradley’s winking pucker on last, loving lick, and pulled back from his musky hole.
Bradley wriggled his rear invitingly. “Mmmf, fuck bro. Put it in me!”
“Oh, ya want this fat goat dick crammed up yer ass, slut?” Billy taunted.
He lined up his fat cock with Bradley’s entrance.
With a grin, he teased the bear’s hole, circling Bradley’s ring with his pecker. Every once in a while, he would prod the pucker, letting it stretch a little before pulling out. Soon, the air was filled with Bradley’s desperate whines.
“Fuck me, bro! Shit!” Bradley growled plaintively.
Billy gripped the bear’s hips and thrust.
The air left Bradley’s lungs in an explosive gasp. “Guh! Unf!”
Billy could feel Bradley’s warm, writhing insides around his dick, massaging it. He was so fuckin’ tight. The goat wanted to fuckin’ flood the bear’s hole. He could do it right now, but what would be the fun in that?
The goat withdrew, only to slam back in so hard his low-hangers slapped against Bradley’s. Again and again, Billy hammered away, drilling deep into the bear’s depths, the air filled with the slap of their balls and the clap of Bradley cheeks.
All the while, the bear would let out quiet moans of pleasure and appreciation.
Billy’s lips curled. Yeah, he knew right where Bradley’s p-spot was, and he made sure to smack it every time. At first, he’d go slow, pulling out while leaving just the tip in, then slamming home. Bradley squealed like a bitch every time, his musky excitement coating the sheets beneath him.
Then Billy thrust faster, speeding up, getting into a rhythm.
He let his hands roam, then. Feeling the muscles of his bro’s body, biting the bear’s cute, round ears. Feeling the big bear’s body shiver in delight every time their balls slapped together. Man, if he didn’t have the bear’s little sounds and cries to tell him that Bradley loved him, that pool fo precum beneath him was a dead giveaway.
Being inside such a handsome stud, giving him pleasure, making him cry out as he was fucked, they all made Billy feel powerful and strong.
He pinched the bear’s nipples as he caressed those hard, firm pecs. They had a nice give to them, and every time he tweaked a nip, Bradley would shiver and moan. Even his ears twitched mutely, like his whole body was Billy’s to play with and explore.
“H-harder! H-harder!” Bradley begged. “D-don’t stop! Ngf!”
Billy grinned in delight.
He leaned forward and whispered in Bradley’s ear. “Maybe I should do this on game night? Fuck you right there in the showers.”
“Fuck that’s so hot!” Bradley gasped.
“Or maybe I should fuck you on on the bench right after the game. Show the whole team what a pathetic cum dump you are!” Billy said.
Fuck! This whole talk was making his balls pulse and tighten, drawing up against his stomach, threatening to release.
“Ngh! Oh, Billy!” Bradley squirmed.
“You’re such a subby little slut.” Billy whispered fiercely.
“Mmmf, fuck, yeah, I’m a total slut.” Bradley suddenly tensed. “… Mmf, Billy! I’m gonna-!”
“Gah, me too!” Billy grunted. “Flip, bro.”
Bradley turned as Billy briefly pulled out, and then he was lying on his back, legs raised in the air.
And then Billy was on him again, admiring the bear’s sexy body, those broad, pillowy pecs, that tuft of coarser body hair nestled in between the mounds of taut muscle.
Billy felt his tail hike up and his sphincter clenched. He leaned forward, slamming his dick in one last time, and kissed Bradley deeply. Then he couldn’t move, his spine stiffening, and he climaxed.
“Baah~!” Billy let out a strangled bleat, stamping his hoof.
He bucked his hips and his balls emptied themselves deep in the bear’s guts.
Bradley gasped and his own loins quivered as he unloaded onto belly and drained down his aptly-named cumgutters. Together, the two lovers continued to rut, deep in the throes of their shared climaxes.
Their tongues wrestled as they came. Cum drooled from around Billy’s cock, leaking out of Bradley’s well-stretched anus. And then they were spent and still kissing, running their hands over each other’s muscular bodies, basking in the after glow.
Finally, Billy pulled out with a wet *plop* and rolled over onto a drier part of the bed.
“Fuck, you turned out so good…” Bradley panted. “I’m gonna be walkin’ bowlegged next Friday.”
Billy grinned.
Then his balls ached.
He frowned and glanced down in time to watch them refill in real time. Billy stared at his fitfully pulsing nuts in shock. Wha-how was that even possible?
“Mmm, take a shower.” Bradley groaned.
“Huh?”
“Ya need to get those balls drained, bro.”
“heh, I don’t need ta-”
“You always shower off after sex. With the jock to clean it.” Bradley said suddenly.
“I do?” Billy asked, feeling a little weird.
“Yeah, it’s your lucky jockstrap. Whenever you win a game or fuck someone, that’s when you wash it.” Bradley explained.
Billy nodded slowly, new memories filling his mind.
Of course! How could he forget!
Eager to finally wash the funk off of him, Billy rolled out of bed to take a shower, leaving his bro and latest contest sighing happily on the bed. The shower was nice, washing his musk down the drain, and the full-body drier was a thoughtful touch. Even got his jock dried out, too!
Then, when he was done, he set out the door to find his next conquest.