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Sex Education

Part 12

Sneak Peek

“So, your heat is going to be over soon?" Levi cocked a brow as he sipped on his smoothie. Terry and the snow leopard sat in the juice shop after their workout.

“Yeah," Terry blushed and scratched the back of his head. “I mean, it's kind of crazy it's only been a month since this all started."

“Yeah, you get close with people fast when you're open with them," Levi shrugged. “So the fun will be over for a while? At least until mine or Kam's heat kicks in I guess."

“Over?" Terry cocked his head as he took a sip from his drink.

“Well, yeah," Levi gave a little smirk. “You don't think we're all sex crazy like this all the time, did you?"

“No, of course not," Terry chuckled before setting his drink down. “I mean, maybe a little, but to be fair I thought having sex more than once a week was a crazy idea just a little bit ago."

“You're welcome for that," Levi smirked, his foot gently nudging Terry's shin under the table.

“Yes, I'm very grateful," Terry's cheeks turned pink as he looked down at his drink. “More than you could ever know, truly Levi. You saved a part of my marriage I didn't even know I was failing."

“Don't be so hard on yourself," Levi shrugged while chewing on the tip of his straw. “You grew up very conservative, right?"

“Yeah, I didn't even get 'the talk' from my parents," Terry smirked as he looked into the slush like it was some scrying pool into his distant memories. “I learned about sex in private school by talking about the reproductive cycle of frogs."

“You mean they didn't even tell you how mammals do it?" Levi chuckled. “Dude, that's kind of fucked up."

“Well, we were taught to keep an aspirin between our legs and that men were gross," Terry chuckled. “Well, men with penises anyway. That took some time to figure out."

“They just told us to wrap it or slap it in public school," Levi shrugged. “My sex ed teacher was Mister Cross, total DILF."

“Oh? Was he as sexy as my teacher?" Terry winked at the snow leopard.

“Not even close," Levi chuckled. “Not that he was ugly. When I graduated I made him feel like a young man again. For a guy who was so adamant about having us roll condoms on bananas, he sure as hell wasn't concerned about getting me pregnant."

“Oh my," Terry put his hand over his mouth. “You had sex with your sex ed teacher?"

“Bitch, so did you!" Levi pointed out with a sly grin.

“No I…Oh wait," Terry blushed before chuckling. “I have, haven't I?"

“I mean, my teaching method is very hands on," Levi bounced his brows before taking a sip from his smoothie. “Hey, you know, we've had a ton of fun these past few weeks, and we're going to be best bros till we die, but how about we end your education with a big bang."

“Big bang?" Terry sipped on his straw to let Levi know he could keep talking.

“Yeah, all the pomp and circumstance at a real graduation," Levi's smirk curled around his straw. “Yeah…yeah I can see it now. Instead of you going hog wild in the sheets with some random guys at a grad party like I did, we can throw our own little orgy at your place."

“A party at my place?" Terry gulped back his smoothie and straightened up. “Are you sure? Don't you guys have all your toys and stuff at your place?"

“Yeah, across the hall," Levi chuckled. “You think we care about bringing some stuff on that commute? And if we really need something we can just go grab it. Not like we can forget anything when our front doors are only four feet apart."

“I guess," Terry's brow furrowed. “I just think…I don't know."

“What don't you know?" Levi asked, sitting up and really listening.

“Well…before when we came over to your apartment, we would be leaving our lives behind at home and enter a whole new world. I don't know how to describe it, but our home is still our home because it's where we do everything together."

“I get that," Levi nodded. “It's different going out and fucking with the neighbors instead of inviting them into your marital bed."

“I…it's not even that," Terry sighed. “I just feel like we've already crossed so many lines we never thought we would cross, and our apartment has been our safe space to go back to normal. If we do things there, I feel like it'll be like…like…"

“Like you can't hide your shame across the hall anymore?" Levi blinked. “Oh wait, sorry that came out harsh, but I mean I get it."

“Really?" Terry looked up at his friend.

“I mean, no," Levi chuckled. “But that's because I'm a shameless whore."

“Oh please, you're not a whore," Terry rolled his eyes. “You're doing that thing again where you make yourself sound worse than you are so you don't feel so bad when you cross a line."

“Have I told you how much I hate, and love, how real you are," Levi rolled his eyes. “Listen, I'm not going to say that we have to do it at your place, but I think it would be the best place to do it."

“Why's that?"

“Because, you don't wear your pads around the house, right?" Levi smirked. “So I bet your apartment is a steaming hot box of your potent pheromones. I bet that Boy Scout can't stand being in there for more than five minutes before he's balls deep in that sweet heat."

“I mean, he likes being called the Troop Master when he's really into it," Terry's blush grew redder, his ears flicking as they burned pink.

“Oh…Oh my," Levi smirked with a soft purr. “So, Joey, our little straight laced Boy Scout, likes to dominate our cute little Librarian?"

“Actually," Terry's face burned even redder. “He calls me his Sweet Little Kitten when he's being my big Troop Master."

“You need to stop or I'm going to pounce him the next time I see him," Levi had a pink blush on his own cheeks. “How come I've never had a crack at your husband yet?"

“I guess he's been too infatuated with your boyfriend," Terry shrugged. “Him and Roman have really hit it off."

“Yeah? They rub off on each other?" Levi cocked a brow.

“More like rubbed one off on each other," Terry giggled into his straw.

“Aw! You beat me to my own punchline," Levi chuckled.

“But yes," Terry nodded. “Joey has learned a lot from Roman. He likes to be dominated as much as he likes to dom."

“Oh my, stop," Levi sighed. “A man after my own heart."

“Yeah," Terry smirked. “I think you'd both get along very well."

“Well, that brings me back to my proposal," Levi put a hand up to stop Terry before he could object. “Just let me talk it out. I get having a safe place to go back to, and I understand you like keeping that part of yourself separate. We can all respect that, but I feel like we're already part of your safe space now, right?"

“I…I guess," Terry shrugged.

“I won't pressure you," Levi shrugged. “These kinds of relationships can get messy if we try to force anything anyone isn't comfortable with, but I just want to throw it out there that we all would be stoked to come over for dinner. Roman can bring stuff to make some martinis and I can saddle Caleb and Kam up with any lube and toys we could possibly want, have a nice meal, and then slowly work each other over, letting your heat turn us all into beastly lovers."

Terry was frozen, his face bright pink as his fur stood on end. He gave a little jump as he felt Levi's foot gently rub his shin under the table.

“Playing footsie under the dining table, your husband right there, us getting hot and bothered, maybe making out, make him all hot and bothered, maybe bring out that Troop Master and we could tag team him."

Terry gasped as the cap of his drink came undone. He was gripping his drink hard enough that it caused the cap to pop off. Terry's shaky hands came to put it back on as Levi chuckled.

“Sorry, didn't mean to get you all worked up," Levi covered his mouth as he snickered.

“No, I just…you know how to get under my skin in the best way," Terry put his cap and straw back over his drink before taking a sip to calm himself down.

“In more ways than one, Merow," Levi did a little scratch motion with one hand before chuckling. “But I get it. If you want a safe space to go back to, then how about we leave it that way. We can always do graduation at our place."

Terry looked down at his drink and scowled. He knew it was a selfish want, but he also knew now that being selfish wasn't always bad. The one in heat always gets what they want. That was rule number uno! But…something in the back of his head nagged at the cougar. He envisioned this orgy, the various positions and parings, and how it would go from a wonderful dinner to a sweet, hot, sweaty romp with all of their friends. In every scenario he envisioned it being in his home.

“You know what, screw it," Terry looked back up at Levi with a confident smirk. “Let's do it at my place."

“You sure?" Levi cocked his head. “Don't do anything you're not comfortable with. It's your safe space and we can respect that."

“Yeah, and without you guys, it wouldn't even exist," Terry smiled. “I want to. I want to do it at my place. I haven't worn pads in my apartment for weeks now and you're right, it's crazy thick with what Roman would call 'bitch stink.'"

Terry used air quotes around the word “bitch stink" and Levi couldn't help but give a little chuckle.

“Well, clear it with your Troop Master and we can do it this weekend. If you're both okay with it, then we can get down to business before your heat truly ends."

“It's a date," Terry lifted his cup.

“No, my sweet kitten, it's a party," Levi lifted his cup and clicked it against Terry's. “To graduation."

“To best friends," Terry smiled.

“You know, you really are a sweet kitten, you know that?" Levi nodded his approval as he sipped his drink.

“I know, and you'll get to taste that sweetness this weekend," Terry winked.

“Oh, see, now you're getting brave," Levi chuckled, a light blush on his cheeks.

“You know it," Terry nodded.

***

Suffice to say, Joey was enamored with the idea and agreed to it right away. They went to work cleaning the place up, but not too much so as to get Terry's heat removed from the air. They needn't have worried with how much they fucked while cleaning. It was a strange sense of excitement that they got to share their special place with their friends. Friends that saved a large portion of their marriage.

When the day finally came, the couple was giddy with excitement. Terry and Levi worked on a menu while Roman and Joey worked on a drinks list. Caleb and Kam were thrilled that they just needed to show up and haul stuff from one apartment to the other.

“You ready for this?" Joey massage his man's shoulders. “I know you were feeling odd about it before. Still have time to call it off."

“I spent too much money and time putting this dinner together," Terry smiled as his man worked his shoulders while he tossed salads and chopped up fruit. “It's going to happen."

“Oh, is that an order?" Joey gave a little purr and kissed Terry's neck.

“You are absolutely insatiable, aren't you." Terry's tail flicked around his man's chest.

“I think this is the longest I've gone without being in that sweet peach of yours," Joey smirked, a hand coming down to squeeze his man's ass. “I can't wait to finish dinner and move onto dessert."

“Well, you and Roman came up with a drink for that, right?" Terry smirked over his shoulder.

“You'll love it," Joey murred, their lips finding one another and tenderly making out until Joey's hips grinded forward.

“You stop that," Terry smacked his man's thigh with his tail. “We can't start anything until after they get here."

“Can't help it Terr-Bear," Joey purred. “You drive me wild."

Just then there was a knock at the door.

“Oh, go help them bring things in. I need to finish the dressing," Terry shewed his husband away and the tiger gave his man's ass a gentle slap before heading to the door.

“Coming!" Joey shouted before opening the door.

“Hey Boy Scout!" Kam snorted as he came into the entryway. He wore a tight tank top and some booty shorts and was carrying a box with various toys sticking out and straps hanging over the sides. “Where do you want the stuff for later tonight?"

“Stripes!" Joey smirked, the nickname they had for the big zebra wasn't original, but it was fitting. “You can set it down in the living room next to the couch for now. I'm sure we'll break it open after drinks. Yo! Wild Cat!"

“Hey there Boy Scout!" Roman came in with a couple canvas bags with clinking bottles. “I like the nickname, but it's already taken."

“Oh? By who?" Joey cocked his head as he looked behind the jaguar to be see the famous snow leopard right behind with a bowl of salad.

“That would be me, Mister Troop Master," Levi purred, his large tail flicking and smacking Joey's side as he came in.

“Oh my," Joey chuckled, scratching the back of his head as the snow leopard passed him by, the toned feline wearing a loose, hot pink top with form fitting spandex shorts with clearly no underwear beneath.

“And one last addition," Caleb came in.

“The last horse to cross the finish line," Joey punched his fist, the Clydesdale wearing a jean jacket and some matching jeans while carrying in a case of Gatorade under one powerful arm.

“You got that right partner," Caleb smirked, tipping his cowboy hat. “A cowboy don't rest till all the cattle come home."

“Holy shit!" Kam shouted from the living room.

“What? Their furniture isn't that much better than ours," Levi chuckled.

“No, do you smell that?" Kam continued to gush. “Shit, it's like I'm right between Terr-Bear's legs! Shit! How do you two get anything done in here?"

“Took us all week to just clean the place," Terry shouted from the kitchen. “We took our sweet time doing it to. Anywhere and everywhere."

“Yeah, thought you guys might appreciate it," Joey said closing the door behind Caleb. “Hopefully there aren't any sticky spots left over."

“Holy fucking shit man," Kam snorted, a duo of streams coming out his nose as he tried to clear his sinuses of the potent pheromones, only to get a lungful again and again. “Holy fucking shit. You guys want to skip dinner?"

“No," Levi slapped Kam's ass. “We're going to eat the meal both Terry and I worked all week preparing."

“It's just fruit and salad," Kam rolled his eyes, his shorts already twitching as his clit formed a hard, thick bullet. “I'm sure everyone was eager and ready half way across the hall!"

“Woah there big guy," Caleb came over, tossing his jacket at his man who caught it. “Let's rein it in a bit. Remember, we're not on our turf no more baby. Got to play by the house rules."

“God, I hate it when you're right," Kam grit his teeth before gripping his man by his tight, white, shirt into a deep kiss.

“Fuck baby," Caleb smirked pushing his man away. “Calm down. We got a long night ahead of us."

“Long and hard," Kam bounced his brows.

“Are we going to be able to keep Kam under control until after dinner?" Joey leaned in and asked Roman.

“So long as Caleb is here," the jaguar chuckled, putting his bags on the counter. “No one can really control Kam, but Caleb can at least keep him from boiling over for an hour."

“That long, huh?" Joey smirked.

A loud bang came from the living room as Kam pinned Caleb to the wall as they made out for a few moments before they broke their kiss.

“Maybe a half-hour?" Roman cocked a brow.

“I give it fifteen," Levi smirked, his hip smacking against Roman's as he came by and stared to get food on the table.

“Wanna bet?" Roman purred.

“Sure," Levi smirked. “Less than fifteen, I get Joey first."

“More than that and I get to have him first," Roman nodded. “I can take that bet."

“What if he lasts the hour?" Joey smirked. “Who gets me then?"

Both Roman and Levi looked at one another before turning to Joey and saying in unison.

“He won't last an hour," the two smirked.

“Okay! Everything is ready!" Terry came bouncing in wearing his apron. “We got fruit, salad, and fruit salad. And what concoction does Roman have for us?"

“Well, we don't got the money for the copper cups, but," Roman pulled out a glass of fizzy liquid, a sprig of mint and a lime wedge garnishing it. “Moscow Mules! Gingery to prevent stomach aches, and with a minty aftertaste to keep our breath nice and fresh."

“What happens when we get hungry later?" Caleb asked. “Not that I'm not going to fill up, but a stallion will burn some serious calories riding this bucking bronco." The Clydesdale gripped Kam's shoulder and gave him a little shake. The zebra smirked, unmoving.

“We can order pizza when we're hungry," Joey nodded, sitting down at the table. “I can always take care of that when it comes to it."

“We also got a tray of crackers and cheeses for finger foods," Terry sat down next to Joey, he had ditched his apron, revealing the tight sporty cloths he had beneath. “Oh, and apparently pickled things are good for orgies too, so I got a jar of sweet dill pickles in the fridge and some olives."

“We thought of everything," Levi sat down on the other side of Joey. “No party fouls today on food. Nothing that can easily spill or stain leaves the table and plenty of drinks to keep us nice and loose."

“Looks like we're all ready to dig in," Terry clapped his hands together with a big smile. “Everyone eat up!"

“I'm ready to fuel up myself," Roman said, coming back with a tray of drinks in varying sized cups. “You don't have enough glasses that match so I just used these. This fine?"

“Looks good," Joey smirked. “Now hand me a drink big guy."

“You know it, little man," Roman winked and set out drinks for everyone.

The dinner was lively to say the least. A few horny comments here and there, a gentle caress, and some suggestive language, but everything was tame enough.

“So," Levi finished his salad, the vinaigrette leaving a sweet tang on his lips. “How did we want to start things up?"

Under the table Joey felt the snow leopard's hand gently come down on his thigh. Joey was wearing some loose fitting jeans. The tiger paused mid bite before looking over at the snow leopard and giving a light purr. The look the tiger gave the snow leopard was hungry, sly, and smoldering. Levi had to blink as he was caught off guard at how easily Joey could make his heart skip at such a scant look.

“Eager kitten, aren't we? Oh, got something on your lip." Joey lifted a hand up to Levi's face, his thumb tenderly brushing a bit of ruby strawberry juice that had escaped the snow leopard's maw while chewing. The tiger then brought his thumb to the front of Levi's lips. The snow leopard's lips parted, the tiger's thumb slipping in with smooth ease, being careful not to scratch the snow leopard's tongue. Levi tasted the tender circles that Joey traced on his tongue before slipping it out with a gentle pop.

“Wow…" Levi was blushing.

“Where I come from, people usually say 'thank you.'" Joey then quickly plopped his thumb in and out of his mouth like he was licking salt from his finger.

“Thanks," Levi purred deeply, leaning forward.

“Drink?" Terry had gotten Levi another drink, his current glass empty. He was now standing next to the two like a school teacher breaking up a couple of horny teens.

“You not ready to start yet?" Levi asked accepting the drink in Terry's hand.

“No, just keeping you a man of your word," Terry smirked. “It's been more than fifteen minutes."

Levi was mid sip when his brows rose. He looked up at the clock and a sly slant took the corner of his muzzle as he finished his sip.

“So it has," Levi shrugged.

“One second there, hun," Terry held up a mint leaf. “I forgot your garnish. How about you come get it."

The cougar then propped the leaf up between his lips.

“Oh, I'll get more than that," Levi stood up and slowly placed Terry against the wall, their lips coming to meet as the snow leopard pushed the mint into the cougar's maw with his tongue, their rough feline tongues tearing and activating the mint as they made out. Levi moved his foot between Terry's legs, forcing him to spread them as they made out, the mint flowing into their sinuses and filling their maws as Levi's hand came to rub against Terry's mound. The snow leopard's fingers moved in gentle circles, their lips smacking while Terry gave soft, whimpering moans.

Everyone at the table was frozen as the two had their way with each other. Terry's cheeks glowed pink, their breath hot and heavy as they continued to make out against the wall. The sweet and tangy flavors of the fruit they ate danced with the mint and ginger of the drinks coating their tongues. The shadows of what they ate sparkling through their senses as they continued to make out and sweetly play with each other.

“Want me to take it off?" Levi asked, breaking the kiss.

“Yes," Terry didn't even hesitate. He nodded, his mouth still hung open as he breathed out the consent. He knew the rules by now, and he wasn't the same, scared, naive kitten he was at the beginning of his heat. The cougar didn't even blink as Levi slipped his hands under the elastic of Terry's shorts and let them, and his soaked panties, hit the floor. A thick snail trail connected those panties and pussy as they fell, snapping half way down before hitting the linoleum below.

The two went back to making out, the entire table mesmerized by the display. Terry lifted a leg, his thigh brushing up against Levi's hip as they made out.

Then the fresh smell of heat filled the air. The residual heat was strong, but they all knew how potent the fresh shit was. They could practically see how the heat wafted through the room like a wave with how each person reacted. First Joey's fur stood on end, then Caleb and Roman, and finally Kam.

Levi gave a deep purr, his fingers slipping down from Terry's exposed midriff and sliding over his petals, circling his clit and making the cougar throw his head back with a gasping sigh. Terry's toes twitched as his pussy was petted, his clit gently played with until Levi slipped a duo of fingers into the cougar's wet, hot hole.

“You're so wet," Levi purred. “You want to get this party started more than even Kam does, huh?"

“Y-Yes," Terry gasped as Levi's fingers continued to sink into his pussy, the snow leopard's thumb flicking over the clit.

“Such a good boy," Levi leaned into his ear. “Wanna give these boys a show?"

“Yes," Terry's breath hitched as Levi's fingers gave him the good ol' “come hither," with his fingers causing the cougar's legs to quake.

“Good," Levi looked over his shoulder at Kam. “Hey Stripes, be a doll and get me my strap on from the box, would ya?"

“I…I…" Kam had drool trickling down the corner of his muzzle.

“Oh, Kam, too slow," Levi's voice was sweet and smooth as he slipped his other hand behind Terry's head. “That's alright. I didn't want anything between me and this kitten's sweet peach."

Terry blushed deeply, but Levi gave a warm, sensual smile as his tail flicked across the end of the table. The snow leopard's massive, fluffy appendage swept the paper plates and silverware away from the end of the table. Levi pulled his fingers out of Terry's pussy and moved his hands down to grip the cougar's ass. The snow leopard was a thinner guy, but he wasn't a weakling. He lifted Terry up and turned, placing him onto the table so he laid across the end, his chest in front of Joey as his pussy sat right where Levi's plate used to be.

Terry was breathless, his face a blushing mess. He was about to turn and look at Joey when Levi's foot paw came down on the table, obstructing the cougar's view of his husband.

“Eyes on me, Kitten," Levi purred, his own pants gone and his pussy glistening. He had one foot on the table, the other on the chair, their legs between one another's as Levi brought his glistening petals to Terry's puffy peach. Not everyone could see when they touched, but they could hear it. The wet petals of each cunt boy wetly smacked as their clits found one another. Both Terry and Levi's loins buzzed as the snow leopard started a slow and sensual scissoring on the table.

“H-Holy fuck," Terry gasped, his eyes rolling into his skull before blinking and locking eyes with Levi again, the flexible yoga instructor able to balance perfectly so their pussies had just the right amount of pleasure. Despite not having a strap on, Terry felt like he was being dominated by the other cunt boy. Terry's clit was slowly circled by Levi's, their nubs caught in a slow dance as their petals wetly slipped against one another. The slow and sensual gyration of Levi's hips, the controlled, circular motion, and the dripping slick that already rolled off the table from the two of them and onto the floor was an entirely different experience.

Terry never knew that something like this was an option. He always thought lesbians and cboy couples needed to use their fingers, tongues, and insertions to get off, but this…it was so intimate and powerful. Levi breathed in between clenched teeth as he purred, their pussies tingling against one another as their vibrations caused their clits to buzz against one another.

“A-Are we really starting this?" Roman asked, more to be sure the two cboys who made the meal weren't mad it would be only half eaten.

“That's not up to me," Levi purred, leaning in and brushing his thumb against Terry's lips, their pussies warmly grinding against one another as their petals drooled and dripped. “What's the first rule, Kitten?"

“The person in heat always gets what they want," Terry's jaw hung open as Levi continued to grind slowly, their hips slowly working against one another, Terry's heat pheromones making Levi's petals quiver and twitch.

“And do you want to start?" Levi purred the question, his hips grinding slightly faster.

“Holy shit yes," Terry's hands went up to grip the other end of the table as Levi bore down on him. It was such a new experience, each fold like a tender tongue slipping around his petals, that clit like a quivering tongue that drooled over his own. Terry didn't think he could say no even if he wanted to. It was like Levi was inside him, controlling his heat like some master pussy whisperer puppeteer!

“Fuck me," Kam groaned, knocking back his drink and slamming the empty glass on the table. “Let's get this started."

“I think I'm ready to let the stallion out of the stable too," Caleb nickered, his cock snaking down to his knee in his jeans. The two were about to cut loose when the two scissoring c-boys started panting and gasping louder, their voices cracking as the pleasure caused their thighs to quiver and pussies to drool.

Terry's vision was blocked as Joey had shifted places to kiss his man. A laying down Spiderman kiss as Levi continued to press against him. Terry half expected the Snow leopard to swat the tiger away, but instead, their hips moved faster, their clits working one another in tighter circles, their bullets bouncing against one another from time to time.

Joey broke the kiss and Terry could see why. Roman had come up behind Levi, the massive beast of a jaguar had his hands under Levi's shirt and was tweaking his hard nipples, their tongues locked in a deep kiss as Levi focused on wetting their pussies.

“You're getting close babe," Joey purred into Terry's ear. “I can tell by the way you're twitching, the way you're fanning your toes, the way you're panting."

“Oh god, it's so good," Terry whined as Joey dragged his lips against Terry's ear.

“Let it go babe," Joey purred, a lusty rumble curling his purr into a dominant growl. “Cum for me. Soak our house in your bitch stink. Make us all go wild with your heat."

Joey's words were meant for Terry', but everyone could hear them. Levi and Roman made out faster, the snow leopard rocking both him and Terry in a dominant scissoring. Their fur slicked by their combined juices lapped and swirled around their throbbing clits. The tiger then nipped Terry's ear and lulled his tongue down his neck and started to gently suckle on it, making sure to leave a little hickey.

“I'll mark you," Joey purred against Terry's neck. “So no matter how much dick and pussy you get tonight, everyone will remember who owns you." Joey's lips went down onto Terry's neck and suckled, the skin beneath bleeding darker as it pulsed against Joey's tongue.

“Oh god! I can't—FUUUUCK!" Terry's thighs quivered as he gushed. The jet of fem-cum squirted up against Levi's clit and washed their folds, causing Levi to pop off too. Their accumulative nut squirted onto each other's glistening petals, crashing and splashing down around the floor and filling the entire apartment with a fresh, deep, and ungodly potent layer of heat.

“Fuck! Give me some of that!" Kam snorted, standing up and the chair flying out behind him. He did a little King-Kong chest beat and looked on at the two c-boys with glaring eyes. Before he could move forward though, Caleb gripped his shirt collar.

“Hold on there, Stripes," Caleb nickered into the zebra's ear, the cute nickname catching on quick. “I think you need to calm down before you break something."

“Don't tell me what I can and can't do—mmm!" Kam was cut off as Caleb expertly got the gag in place just in time. The reins connected to the bar gag as he pulled it back. Kam's eyes glared like a wild stallion ready to buck, but Caleb's jeans hit the floor, his massive foot and a half of mottled horse cock slapped the zebra's thick cheeks.

“You got quite the mouth on ya, boy," Caleb snorted, the pheromones thick in his nostrils as his cock throbbed, a steady stream of pre already dribbling form the flared head. “I think this wild horse needs to be broken in before you go trampling all over the harem. Now, you know what to do."

Kam glared over his shoulder at his man, the Clydesdale a couple inches shorter than the six and a half foot, stacked, bodybuilding stud. But Caleb knew how to handle his man. The Clydesdale put one thick, calloused hand on Kam's back between his shoulder blades and forced him to bend over. Kam instinctively knew what to do, his hands came to his shorts and pulled them down, his braided tail flicking to the side as his thick, dark pussy lips winked and showed off the sweet pink insides to Caleb. Though the Clydesdale wasn't looking at that hole. Caleb knew Kam well enough to know just how to calm him down. The pheromones were already getting him on edge, but all Caleb needed to do was show him who was in charge, and it would all be over.

“That's a good mare," Caleb blew a lock of his mane out of his eye as he rested his massive horse cock between Kam's equally massive buns. Kam's monstrous hamstrings blew out most of his shorts when he flexed them, and his ass cheeks were each a globe of sculpted striped muscle.

Kam snorted, his hips grinding back, his ass cheeks gripping that shaft as his hand went to grip Caleb's cock and shove it in his pussy, but before the zebra could get his massive mitt around that shaft, Caleb had already angled it down to his asshole.

And he pressed forward.

Kameron gave a loud nicker as his asshole was spread by his man's massive cock. Easily the largest cock in the room was now sinking deep into Kam's hole. This wasn't the first time the zebra took it up the ass, but it was the first time hyped up on such potent pheromones. Then the Clydesdale's dick pressed up against Kam's prostate.

It was like Kam's brain crashed and he went limp, slamming down chest first onto the table, his ass pushing back to get that flared head over his prostate. Caleb simply had a cocky grin on his muzzle as he held his cowboy hat on his head steady in one hand and the rein's with the other.

“That's a good mare, back it up until you get that dick nice and—mmm! Fucking deep," Caleb groaned as his head pushed forward past the prostate, the flared tip cupping it like a fleshy finger before he tugged back. Kam nickered, his prostate given the horse flair “come hither" on that tight, pleasurable muscle. A dribble of Kam's pre dribbled from his fat cunt onto the floor, the petals swollen and dripping, ready to drool on something. Kam was barely able to keep his eyes from rolling into his skull as Caleb worked the first half of his shaft over that sweet little spot.

Levi pulled himself away from Terry's pussy, their petals connected with slimy strings of their slick. They were so sensitive that they both shivered when each strand broke and recoiled against their swollen pussy lips.

Levi's legs were shaky and Roman helped his man down off the table and steady himself. The jaguar's powerful frame rumbled with a deep purr, his fingers going down to Levi's pussy to gently pet it, causing the snow leopard to gasp and mewl.

“Fuck!" Levi gasped. “Oh fuck yeah baby—"

Levi was silenced as a set of lips pressed against his. These were lips he hadn't had before. Joey was pressing against Levi, sandwiching him between two absolute studs. Joey and Levi made out and Roman nibbled on Levi's neck.

“I know I won the bet babe," Roman rumbled. “But did you want to have some fun with Joey first?"

Levi's tail flicked as he broke the kiss with the sexy tiger. He opened his eyes to see that Joey was giving him a sly smirk while Terry's pussy was being fingered behind him by a duo of digits.

“Yeah, I think it's time I see what Terry's been gushing on about," Levi smirked and licked the tiger's nose.

“You think you can handle all me, Pretty Boy?" The way that Joey said it made it sound so sweet and yet dirty at the same time. It almost caught Levi off guard.

“Oh, feisty," Levi cocked his head and wrapped his arms around the Tiger's neck. “I can dig it."

“Good," Joey purred, placing a tender kiss on Levi's forehead. “Follow daddy to the den." Joey then flicked his thumb over Terry's clit who was still laying on the table. “You too Kitten."

Levi blushed. He didn't expect that the straight laced Boy Scout and the well-mannered Librarian were going to be so dirty.

“You want to come babe?" Levi asked Roman. The jaguar kissed his mate's neck.

“I think Kam and Caleb need me more," Roman purred.

“Then let's get going," Joey purred and gently guided Levi to the den with Terry in tow.

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