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Up the Beachfront

Dustafyer stretched and yawned, back arched and tail flicking out behind him in the sand. He was at the beach with his beasty buddy Bestia, enjoying the solitude of the lake shore. The pair of them, though relatively new friends, had grown quite attached to one another and found themselves spending a lot of time together, and this particular weekend had them enjoying the region's festival of life - which was often done so by painting eggs and celebrating fertility and sex.

Their coupling worked quite well because Bestia was a big, beefy, dominant beast of a man who had a softness inside but still wanted to be rough sometimes and Dustafyer was a small, eager bottom but not a submissive; he loved taking it rough sometimes but wasn't the type to lack confidence. The two could make magic together if they managed to find time to do so.

Which was precisely why they had travelled north to the beaches of Great Sapphire Lake. They could be mostly alone there, since the roads to get there were perilious and there were no cities erected nearby to capitalize on the azure shores of the lake or the pristine nature of the sand on the beaches. There were a few other scattered folks who came to visit, but they were few and far between and there were none within eyesight for Dustafyer's keen feline eyes.

So relaxed, were the two of them, that Bestia had fallen asleep on the blanket, basking in the sun and enjoying the warmth of the sand beneath him. He, like everyone else on the beach, was fully nude with his groin exposed and meaty balls waiting to be given some attention.

Attention that Dustafyer was delighted to supply! The feline had expected this to happen and in the spirit of the holiday, he had brought some paints to give his eggs a festive look!

Once he noticed his partner had fallen asleep, he snuck away from their blanket to grab his supplies from the truck and then quietly brought them back. For the sake of humour, he brought a palette and put dabs of blue, pink, yellow, green, and red on it so he had the basics needed. On top of that, he brought a cup and filled it with water, using the sand under the blanket to hold it in place as he slipped in between Bestia's spread legs.

His partner shifted and scratched his groin, still asleep. This made Dustafyer panic a bit so he froze in place, but the effect didn't last long and he was able to return to his prank.

He was very careful to not make any sudden movements and tried his best to keep his brush strokes in time with the waves sloshing about at the shore to mask the sound and somehow even the faint sensations of the bristles on his orbs. With each and every few strokes, he paused to make sure Bestia hadn't woken yet, and before long - only a matter of minutes - both of Bestia's balls were painted to look about as festive as they could!

Dustafyer was sure to use non-toxic body/fur paints; last thing he needed was the paints sticking to Bestia's sack if he woke up and wasn't pleased at what had been done to him.

Though the beast's balls had been painted in broad strokes, with bold rectangles wrapping around their girth, Dustafyer wanted to be a bit more jovial in his prank so he cleaned his brush, dried it off, collected some blue paint, and started drawing a lattice over the pink band!

In his excitement, he failed to noticed that this time the tickle of the brush strokes had stirred Bestia from his slumber and the beast was staring at him with an eyebrow raised. He saw Dustafyer with his tongue out, completely lost and concentrating on the painting on his balls.

Bestia found that the attention given to his balls was quite pleasant, and given the feline's level of concentration on his balls, his member was able to swell and slowly emerge from his sheath with little in terms of attention. His length pushed itself out, knot expanding inside while more and more of his deep red shaft emerged, glistening in the midday sun and covered in the natural lubricants that kept it moist when put away and not in use.

It wasn't until Dustafyer sniffed the air to get a whiff of the musk emanating off the ruby rod that he glanced up form his canvas to see Bestia staring down at him with a devious, knowing smirk.

"Oh, hi. Good morning?" Dustafyer said in a meek tone as his gullet and chest began vibrating in a typical feline purr. He was both nervous and excited. "Wasn't expecting you up so soon!"

Bestia rumbled in response, a deep, pleasant growl emanating from his chest as he reached out and cradled Dusty's cheek. "But now I am up, and I see you've been celebrating the holiday without me. A shame, I would have loved to share it with you." As he spoke, he flexed his loins to tug his balls up into his body and to have the half-formed knot lobes pop out of his sheath while a series of small veins emerged along his length from the tip to the knot. A bead of precum dribbled down his shaft.

"What a shame, indeed. Now I kinda have to deal with the disappointment. Tell me, Bestia, what do you plan on doing to punish me for this transgression?" Dustafyer winked as he continued to purr, then crawled up so that his cheek was tickling Bestia's cock and his chin was just barely hovering over top the beast's balls. He was waiting for the paint to dry. Fortunately, it was edible paint.

Rather than give any sort of oral answer, Bestia flexed his loins again, slapping his cock against his belly and letting it bounce back up to smear his fluids all over Dustafyer's cheek. He seemed to feel this was enough of an answer and Dustafyer understood this.

The feline was quite the cheeky one, so he gave a cute and innocent kitty look and leaned in as close as he could, hands wrapped around each of Bestia's egg-painted balls as he wrapped his lips around one of them, tongue lashing it and cleaning off the paint while he raised his rump high in the air with tail curled over his back all while purring and creating as much contact between them as he could.

Bestia adored Dusty's affection and reciprocated by cradling the feline's cheeks, smearing the silken fluid that his cock had left there while his length swelled to full girth and his knot lobes pulsated even further to expand to nearly full girth.

As much as both of them would have loved for Bestia to bend Dustafyer over and have a go at him, Dustafyer proved himself to be far more proactive than that. With his mouth still mulicoloured thanks to the edible paint he'd smeared all over the beast's balls, he wrapped his lips around Bestia's tip and wrenched the cock downward so that he had proper leverage. He kept his maw in place as he crawled the rest of his body in closer, ensuring he wasn't going to have to struggle to keep his partner's member in his gullet as he sucked and gulped down as much as he could.

The two were by no means strangers to one another but Bestia was still regularly taken by surprise every time he felt Dustafyer's tongue on his shaft. The rough texture of it was particularly well accentuated on his sensitive red flesh, which meant that it didn't take long at all for him to feel his loins twitching and tingling with encroaching delight. He could have just shot that load into the kitty's maw, but he wasn't into that and wanted to make sure Dusty was content before finishing.

Dustafyer was in the same state of mind, and while a quickie blowjob on the beach would have been nice without any qualifiers, he wanted more than just a taste of what his beastly friend had to give.

He continued to crawl forth, body moving sleek and sultry until he was in position. All the while, he kept his maw wrapped around Bestia's cock tip with his tongue cradling the underside and upper lip keeping the tender flesh and bulging veins from snagging on his sharp feline teeth. He knew for sure that this wouldn't last long, so he leaned inward and gaped his maw so that he swallowed all but the knot of Bestia's length, gulping down the shaft and purring as he did so, struggling to keep its girth within him for mere seconds before pulling away and leaving a mess of saliva and precum to form bridges from his lips to Bestia's cock.

This served as the appetizer for what would be a lovely brunch on the beach for the pair of them thanks to Dustafyer rubbing the spit and lube all over both Bestia's shaft and his own tail hole, slipping a finger or two inside himself to properly disperse the fluid along his inner walls. Then, before Bestia could make a move - Dustafyer was in a more dominant mood on this day - he got to his feet and squatted down over top of his beastly buddy's midsection and guided his massive cock between his rump cheeks to spread his flesh with relative ease.

"Been practicing?" Bestia inquired before flopping onto his back in bliss. The last time they were together it took a bit more time and effort for him to fit, so the fact that Bestia's bulging shaft lurched right on in with minimal resistance told a tale of the feline's eager bottom preparing for this. Not that Bestia was complaining, he just knew that his knot may have already swelled too much for even a well-trained partner to take. Had they started earlier the knot could swell inside, tying them together, but the oral attention he'd received made that nigh impossible.

Dustafyer, however, had no interest whatsoever in letting a little complication like that stop him from enjoying himself to the fullest. He turned his back to Bestia and glanced back over his shoulder as he bent his knees, bouncing on the beast's cock with such ease that a guttural squelch came from deep within him. His tail was up, his back was arched, and both of his hands were resting on his knees for balance and strength to better aid in his bouncing motions. He had long since tossed his palette and brush to the side, having done so moments after seeing Bestia wake from his beachfront slumber.

Bestia didn't even have to do any work! He laid back on the blanket, head resting on his hands, and basked in the image of Dustafyer bouncing and grinding on his dick. The contrast of fleshy pink cat rump and his own dark red shaft all glistening with fluids was what he liked the most.

Of course, he got the whole package thanks to just how enthusiastic Dustafyer was being. Not only did the kitty keep up his aggressive bouncing, but he also paused at the bottom of every bounce to squeeze and gyrate, clenching his hole around the top of Bestia's cock to keep it in place while using the bulging length of it to stir his loins and tenderize his flesh from the inside.

He couldn't get the knot, of course, but that didn't stop him from trying.

Every time Dustafyer slammed his weight down, he alternated between clenching tight and relaxing, each shift in pressure loosening his booty just a little bit more so that his body could slide down a bit further and dilate enough to take more of Bestia's knot. Still, though, it was nowhere near the berth needed to swallow those massive, fist-sized lobes the beast was packing.

And yet still, Dustafyer had no intention of giving up. His own member was hard as could be with precum filling up his foreskin and splashing about to make webs on the blanket between their legs. Eventually, it wasn't enough to just bounce and grind and clench and relax, he leaned forward and stepped up onto Bestia so that his feet were resting on the beast's hips, lifting his knees up higher and giving him even more leverage to bounce and clench as his booty stroked that cock from tip to knot.

Bestia was still enjoying the sensation of having his shaft worked so thoroughly by such a lovely and tender hole, but he needed knot stimulation to finish so he wrapped one of his hands around the base of his member between the knot and sheath, choking it to apply just the right pressure and bucking up into Dustafyer alongside every enthusiastic bounce.

The moment Dustafyer noticed this, he stopped in place with his cheeks resting heavily on the beast's knot. He glanced back and shook his head while grabbing Bestia by the wrist and guiding his hand up to his waist, wrapping it around his hips and motioning to his partner to do the same with his other hand. Once Bestia's massive beastly paws were wrapped around the feline's waist, he gave a nod of approval before beginning to bounce again, his voice ragged. "Push me down, don't be afraid."

"What?" Bestia countered, relaxing his grip on Dusty as he tried to process the request.

"Just do it! I wanna feel your knot in me, Bestia! I can take it; like you said, I'll be practicing. If it hurts, I'll use our safe word." He gave a wink of assurance and slammed down as hard as he could, rump twitching and hips gyrating to feel the beast's knot lobes rolling against his rump.

There was a moment of hesitation from Bestia, since he was always particularly cautious about not harming his friends and worrying about the difference in size between them. However, once he came to realize just how much effort Dustafyer was putting into having his rump swallow up those massive knot lobes, he considered maybe changing his mind on the matter. He gave a squeeze with his claws and bucked his hips, gyrating in the opposite direction of Dustafyer to emphasize the feline's motions. Then, to his delight, he could feel Dusty's flesh parting and his own cock twisting to accommodate, a sign that this might actually work!

Dustafyer could feel the same thing, and the pressure inside him was all the more intense due to just how much effort he had to put into not yelping. He was a little uncomfortable but he knew once that knot slipped in he'd be fine! Still, he knew that it would be best to hold off, let his rump rest a moment, then come back with even more vigour.

And that's exactly what he did. When it became clear the knot wasn't going to slip in, he tensed up his legs and pulled off to offer Bestia a few more aggressive bounces - each one of them accented by the same sort of grinding rotations - before he felt a small lurch as the angle of his bounce seemed to fold his rump flesh over one of Bestia's knot lobes!

The two of them glanced at each other, knowing this was it. Dustafyer shook in anticipation and tried his best to relax his rump as he slowly gyrated, rolling those knot lobes around his opening until he felt yet another subtle lurch as he got just the right angle. He took in a deep breath, clenched one last time, and pushed back against the beast as he urged Bestia to force him down!

All at once, the perfect storm of stretchy booty, well-lubed flesh, and the exact right angle resulted in a lurching sensation that forced the second of Bestia's knot lobes to pop into Dustafyer with an audible squelch that sputtered and spat lubrication out from between them as the feline came to sit flush upon Bestia's lap.

Bestia knew to not make any moves or enact any further actions. His feline companion stopped moving entirely, his body rigid as he tried his best to not whimper or react.

Poor Dustafyer may have bitten off more than he could chew - and he knew that knot was not coming out of him no matter what happened, not until his beasty friend had climaxed multiple times - but that didn't mean he didn't adore the pressure put inside him. There was pain and discomfort, but not in the sense that it was unpleasant; on the contrary, the intensity of the sensations he felt as Bestia's cock swelled to its full girth and pressed out against his walls was about as orgasmic as could be.

Moments passed with him staying in place, worried that if he moved the knot inside him would twist and end up in an uncomfortable position. However, by the time his body had adjusted to the bulge in his belly and the pressure in his booty, he was able to breathe again, able to shift and get comfortable with his legs crossed on Bestia's thighs.

He remained hard as could be, the stroking of his tailhole serving as a lovely way to increase his potential pleasure bit by bit before he felt the need to clench and see what happened.

Much to his delight, the thick and heavy knot inside him shifted and ground against his tender flesh, pleasuring him and hitting literally every spot it could from inside until it found a perfectly comfortable position.

Dustafyer could have stimulated his cock to come to climax but instead opted to hold off and relish the sensation for as long as he could. Of course, that became somewhat more difficult when his big teddy bear buddy reached up and wrapped both arms around him from behind, pulling him into a cuddle on the towel before the pair of them rolled onto their side to relax.

It didn't take long at all for Dustafyer's body to adjust to the pressure, to have his booty handle the intensity of such a massive knot tugging on his pucker from within. However, one thing was for sure, there was no chance that knot was gonna pop out, which led to a lovely afternoon with the two of them sharing a cuddle, a meal, and some light basking in the sun together.

Eventually, Dustafyer spun so that he was on Bestia's lap but facing the beast, and he fell asleep with the two of them belly to belly, knot tying them together.

They didn't even care that another group had set up a beachfront camp within eyeshot. They cared only for the warmth and coziness they offered one another. That was what a day at the beach was meant to represent.