Fat Moose #4
#4 of Fat Moose
Morning after the party
The big jock grunted, as he awoke with bright sunlight on his muzzle. The sleek black feline rolled over, and covered his aching head with one well-muscled arm. But then became aware of his full bladder, and his throbbing erection. There was just no evading it, he was going to have to get up. Growling he rolled back over, and sat up on the edge of the sofa; he'd been sleeping on. Suddenly becoming aware of a dull ache in his tail hole as he sat upon it. But it was nothing compared to his throbbing skull! So he ignored it and climbed unsteadily to his feet. The spinning room distracted him for a moment. Blinking the big jock rubbed his eyes and shook his head. He'd never felt so hung over in all his time partying here at the F. U. Wincing at the foul taste in his mouth, something about it disturbing. But he didn't bother trying to think about it to hard.
Concentrating more on staying on his feet, and making it to the bathroom, as quickly as possible. Quickly he staggered off towards the small apartments back rooms. Only then becoming aware of his surroundings as he did so. This wasn't the Frat house, it was only when he saw the big half naked Moose. That he realized where he was, the big Moose smiled slightly as he saw Jerome. Rubbing his naked furry tummy with one big hand, as he looked the well muscled feline over. The air was heavy and moist in the bathroom, the Moose having just taken a shower. The scent of wet male bodies and sex hung heavy in that damp air. Being use to the locker room, the feline paid the leering Moose no attention.
Stumbling over to the toilet, the Black Panther shoved his boxer briefs down. As the big Moose hung his towel up, and swaggered out of the room totally naked. It was only as the feline urinated into the bowel. That he became aware of his other need, turning he sat down. Tail hole aching and spasming, as it opened. Releasing a gooey glob, and a long loud ‘burp!' The big cat winced as the scent assaulted his sensitive feline nose. It was that oddly sour and sweet scent of old cum. It was vaguely familiar to the jock, from his girlfriends scent after a night of sex. Wiping himself off, the big feline hopped into the shower.
The hot water felt especially good on his sticky body. But the soap and hot water made his tail hole sting. Jerome fingered it gently, noting that it felt puffy and swollen. He lathered and rinsed... lathered and rinsed again still feeling dirty. And was lathering up a third time, when the shower curtain was yanked back. A grinning Fat Moose handed the jock a frosty tall boy.
"Here ya go... hair of the dog!" The big Moose grunted, giving the naked startled jock a leering smile. Not knowing what else to do, the sleek black feline took the offered beer. Noting that the Black Panther was covered from head to feet, in white soap bubbles. The big Moose looked him over a second longer...
"Ya missed a spot." He growled taking the soap from the panthers paw. Then used it to lather up the felines broad powerfully muscled back and rump. "There ya go." He snickered, slapping the soap back into Jerome paw. Instantly the feline dropped it, making the Moose chuckle lewdly. "Ya better hold on to that better in the locker room showers." He teased as he pulled the shower curtain closed. For some reason the Panther found himself embarrassed. It was strange, the guys on the team had said, and done a lot worse. But for some reason the Moose's jokes and looks had bothered him a lot more. The panther gulped down the beer to quickly, getting unpleasant gas pain in his chest. So he poured the rest down the drain, and then stepped out to dry off. Most of the towels were wet, it took a lot to dry off a Moose of course. But he managed to find a couple of semi-dry towels. Once he was dry he slipped back into his boxer briefs. Noticing a silvery cum stain in the back panel of them! ‘Now how had that happened?!?' 'Had he had them on backwards?' He wondered, as things slowly began to line up in his head. ‘But nawww that couldn't be!'
The Panther could hear the sounds of the game, playing from the Moose's big screen TV. As he staggered out of the bathroom, still a bit damp and rumpled. Moving down the hallway into the living room, Jerome was shocked and dismayed to find the room full! Two guys on his team sat on the sofa, and the other chairs were all full of guys he didn't know so well. The smiling Moose handed him another tallboy beer. As the muscular black feline slunk down to the end of the sofa, to retrieve the rest of his clothing. The other furs seemed to pay no attention to his near nakedness. But he still quickly pulled his jersey and shorts on.
"Yer just in time..." Danny the big Buffalo defensive lineman grunted.
"Yeah pre game just ended and their getting ready for the kick off." Kirk the vicious wolf line backer growled of the other end of the sofa.
"Errr... I was thing of watching it at Hennessey's!" The feline grunted, naming the off campus sports bar where most of the jocks hung out.
"Why... you're already here... and Fats TV is better!" Danny the Buff snorted.
"And he's got plenty of cold beer... that's not three bucks a bottle!" Kirk grunted guzzling a tallboy down then belching. Jerome glanced uneasily over at the smiling Moose. But he was engaged in conversation with a freshman otter swim team member. As he watched the Moose glanced up at him smiling, but showing no more interest! Danny and Kirk however dragged him down onto the sofa. "Go on finish that off!" They encouraged, as they both opened new cans. Things quickly fell in to a normal routine, watching the game. Yelling at the screen and pounding back beers. Lots and lots of beers, Jerome was winning the drinking game, much to the wolf and buffalo's embarrassment.
The Panther stripped off his jersey, as the air in the room got hot and thick, with sweaty male scent. Glancing over Panther noticed the Otter was now sitting on the Moose's lap! And had been stripped down to just his tiny red speedo. Which was straining to contain the Otter's short thick erection. He wondered if Fat realized the guy sitting on him had a woody! Then watched in stunned silence, as the Moose's big hand slowly slid up to fondle it! Making a dark wet strain of pre-cum spread out from the organ's tip!
Then he lost sight of them, as his head was pulled back. And a beer funnel was put in his mouth! The next time he glanced over, the Moose's chair was empty. The big Moose and the sleek brown Otter had vanished. But it hardly matter to the Panther by then, his head was swimming. "Don't worry we'll take ya back to the Frat house!" Danny the massive Buffalo assured, sounding much less drunk than he should have been. "Tthhaaaannnnxxx yuuu guysss arrrre... arrrrrr..." Hardly noticing the wicked predatory smiles on their muzzles. "Gottz ta drrrrainnn thaaa lizzzzarrrrd." Jerome slurred climbing unsteadily to his feet, with the Buffalo's help. He staggered down the hall towards the bathroom. Hearing guttural growls of passive, he glanced over into a bedroom as they passed. He saw the handsome little otter pinned down by the bigger Moose! The only half conscious swimmer moaning and mumbling protests! As Fat rode his furry round buttocks, the Moose's big tool deep in the Otters tail hole.
"Eh quit whinning." The big Moose growled. "You won't remember any of this anyways!" If he hadn't of been so drunk, Jerome would have objected. But as it was by the time he understood what he'd just saw. He was emptying his bladder into the toilet, then Kirk was there with another beer.
"Have just one more before we hit the road!" Kirk the wolf grunted, helping the intoxicated Panther lift one last beer. Jerome drank it down submissively, and smiled up at the pair. As the room spun and seemed to grow dark in slow motion...
***
The big feline jock grunted, as he awoke feeling decidedly unwell. Looking around blearily, he was glad to see the familiar walls of the Frat house. The room was surprisingly clean, but other than that. Everything seemed normal, rolling over he sat up on the edge of the bed. His feet on the clean throw rug that covered the faded green linoleum floor. Feeling as though he was going to mess up that floor, by puking all over it! Standing unsteadily Jerome staggered to the door, and opened it. Recognizing the hallway on the third floor, it was mostly defensive guys up here! Then realizing his nakedness he quickly slammed the door. And staggered into the small bathroom, noticing the shower was going. As he staggered hurriedly past it, over to the toilet! He gagged and vomited weakly into the white porcelain bowl, as he swayed back and forth over it. As the taste and smell of it made him even more queasy! It was then he became aware of his other need, turning he sat down. Tail hole aching and spasming, as it opened. Releasing a long gooey stream, and a number of lewd sounding ‘burps!' The big cat winced as the scent assaulted his sensitive feline nose. It was only then that he recognized the odor... ‘Cum!' ‘Cum that had been shot up someone's ass all night!' As that realization dawned on him, the shower curtain slid back. And Danny the big Buff smiled leeringly at him.
"Well good morning!" The big Buffalo greeted his lips twisted up in a wicked grin.
Memories... really more like distorted flashes of images jumbled in the Panthers head then. The Buffalo's long black cock... only not semi flaccid like it was now... big hard with arousal oozing pre-cum. A pain in his rump... looking back to see Kirk grinning wolfishly down at him as that big red knot wedged between his sleek black butt cheeks. Danny laughingly pulling his head back around rubbing his big wet cock head over velvety feline lip's!
"Oh My Gods!" The Panther turned and hurried out of the Buffalo's bathroom. Only to be met by an equally grinning gloating Kirk. The big Wolf was standing in by the bed, holding the Panthers clothes.
"Awake already?" The Wolf snarled, obviously less than happy to find him up and about... The Panther had been in the Wolfs position, with a couple of sorority girls. Kirk held his clothing up and smirked. "I'll give these back to ya... if you'll..." The Panther didn't need to hear the rest... he knew that the Wolf was going to ask to seconds! Naked he ran down the hall, and stairway to his room on the first floor. Drawing a number of curious looks and snickers as he did!
FIN