FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Inside an apartment on the fourth floor in a relatively dingy building, the coffee table had a few things strewn about it, a scattered stack of playing cards just a few short of the full deck, a few red plastic cups, and a panting, half dressed otter twink Jacob, panting in lustful groans, his long hair was brushing over the table's surface as he was knelt over. His elbows and chest firmly being pushed against the table by the strong Russian bear, Victor, behind him, His larger body grinding intently over the black polo shirt which was the only piece of clothing still remaining on the otter under him, in contrast to his own fully naked body which was impaling the smaller otter along his erect, pulsing cock. "F- Fuck, gonna fuckin stain my shirt~" Jacob said between euphoric squeaks and moans, smiling back at the bear, who simply growled in return. "I doubt you would make me do stop." That fucking accent is half the reason Jacob could hardly keep himself off the bear for more than two days at the most, even now, he was nearing ten minutes late for reservations with his boyfriend for a loving and romantic date downtown, and with the rate of Victor's thrusts, it wouldn't be too much later, which was both good and bad to the Otter, good because he would have an easy scapegoat to tell his oblivious Stallion boyfriend, he could blame it on traffic, but it was also saddening because the pleasure of his secret bear would soon come to an end again, at least for now.

Jacob, savoring the moment threw his head back just as his phone went off, the bear not seeming to notice, or care, as Jacob weakly reached his hand out, reading the screen. "Where are you babe?!" Of course, it was from Bale, at a perfect time as always. "Traffic baby, be there in 15" Jacob tapped out in reply, his otter length's twitching and pulsating and Victor's amazing, skillful thrusts into his depths slamming his ursine tip into his prostate with each push as usual wouldn't take much longer at all, so his reply was truthful, at least partially. "Fuck, fuck fucccck~" Jacob moaned out, dropping his still unlocked phone on the carpet beneath the coffee table which he was being quickly and roughly fucked atop of, his tongue fell out in pleasure, his tail curling up his back. Victor recognized the Otter's reactions and movements and quickly pushed his large bear hand down to Jacob's throbbing cock, gripping it tightly and squeezing it as he growled and thrusted his shaft in a rough motion deeply into him, his tip jabbing into the otter's sweet spot and sending him over the edge, Jacob squirmed and yelped as his cock erupted in squirt after squirt of otter seed, splattering into his carpet as he screamed out in pleasure. Victor, enjoying how his lover's hole was tightening and loosening in flexing motions from the orgasm he was riding out, also found himself unable to hold back, pre streaming from his tip as his thrusting became less fast and more firm, his balls pulsing as he groaned, spraying his own waves of piping white cum into the otter, the pair nearly synchronizing their climaxes as they groaned in each other's company. After a few licks, kisses and panting rough cuddles atop the coffee table, Jacob looked back at his lover and with a mixture of sadness and excitement, firmly stated. "OK you stud, I gotta get to Micano's." Victor gave a huff and smirked, knowing he could easily keep the Otter with him just by continuing to lay down, his body weight alone would render him immovable, but pulled back, his cock being removed from Jacob's well stretched hole with a slurching sound as he fell back onto the Otter's couch. "You will bring him back here?"

Panting, and reaching for a dirty Tee-shirt on the floor near the coffee table, grasping it and pulling it back, slobbishly wiping as much of the dripping bear cum from his stretched, sore tailhole as he could, Jacob only giggled. "Nah, he'll be taking me back to his place babe, no worries, knowing him we'll have some drinks, I'll suck his boring horse dick, tell him how much I love him, he'll fall asleep, and I'll smoke a bowl." Jacob said, tossing the now dirty and cum soaked shirt aside, adding to his apartment's general messy atmosphere. "Da, good, I shall sleep here then." Victor announced, as he kicked back, remaining fully unclothed his erection deflating as he did. Jacob chuckled and stood up, weakly, his legs wobbling as he walked to the other end of the apartment, picking up his boxers, belt, and black slacks that matched the polo he wore, as he smiled to the bear, stepping into the slacks and grinning widely. "Something good to come home to, make yourself at home babe." Victor smiled, and beckoned the otter to him, as Jacob leaned down over the bear and lovingly embraced him in a deep, passionate kiss, the vibration of Jacob's phone with another distressed text from Bale broke the kiss, Jacob sighing and patting the Bear's head before stepping back and grabbing his phone off the carpet, putting it in his pocket, basically ignoring the text. "I really gotta get going." Victor smiled and nodded, grabbing the TV remote from the coffee table, still damp from the otter's sexual sweat as he turned on the screen. "Have fun with your 'boyfriend' " He said, sarcastically. Jacob giggled and planted one final kiss to the Bear's forehead before turning to the door, grabbing a can of body spray, giving himself a good spray down, and heading out the door.

"Has your Plus One arrived yet, sir?" Asked a well dressed Raven, tilting his head in confusion as he tapped a pen against a clipboard, standing next to the Horse, who was sitting at the table alone. "Clearly if he had he would be sitting here..." Bale replied, looking at his phone, a bit irritated as he took another sip of the sparkling Moscato in his glass. "Indeed sir, but, if you do not fulfill the reservation in ten more minutes, we will need to ask you to finish your wine..." The Raven replied, professionally, yet demeaningly. Bale already fed up and irritated, raised his finger to give the bird the bird, but was stopped by his loving mate Jacob, who simply giggled at the sight. "Whoa there pony, don't hurt the poor birdy." The Raven seemingly thankful for his interruption as well as his arrival, checked a box on his clipboard and bowed, as he smiled. "My apologies gentlemen, enjoy your dinner." and walked away, muttering something under his breath about entitled assholes, Bale was nearly ready to say something again, but the view of his loving otter calmed him as it usually did. "Relax, he's just a manager, something tells me anyway." Jacob said, softly placing his hand over his mate's, smiling. "How many glasses have you had...?" Bale, weak to a drink, answered honestly, as he chuckled. "Four or five...I'll try and slow down beings you actually decided to join me." "Good, and yeah, heh, sorry about that, traffic's a real pain in my ass." Jacob said, again, half truthfully, his tailhole was actually warm and he could feel his pulse flaring through it. The problem with quickies is that lubing up is usually not easily done in a rush, the friction of his adulterous pre-date fuck was definitely uncomfortable, but worth it.

Bale was also irritated, deeply so, he had spent well over a thousand dollars at this point, between the clothing, overpriced drinks, and as the food arrived in such small portions, he was not nearly as cheerful and chipper as the Otter was, while four open clams was certainly appealing to the skinny otter, the small rolled oat pastry that cost nearly fifty dollars was not even remotely satisfying to the Horse, as he took another big gulp of his wine, snapping his fingers, a waiter quickly refilling it. "Thought you said you were going to slow down hun?" Jacob asked, raising his eyebrow as his mate downed his tenth glass of Moscato, his complexion becoming a bit more wobbly. "I did, I think..." Jacob sighed, as he finished downing the last meaty bits from his last clam, swallowing and chittering happily from the food, but also concerned, he knew Bale could be a less than friendly drunk, and considered for a moment volunteering to head back to his own apartment and into the arms of Victor, but the distance between him and Bale was growing, if he did that the suspicion may surely follow, no, he would need to deal with his inebriated stallion. Bale must of realized Jacob was becoming a bit nervous, as he reached a hand over and patted the otter's head, smiling as he did. "Wanna get outta this overpriced dump and go cuddle or somethin?" Bale said, as the waiter was filling his glass again, seeming to take offense to the stallion's words, he firmly placed the check down on the table and walked away. Jacob nodded, in the back of his mind he truly did kind of want to stay and enjoy another round of those clams, but as usual, the horse made the plans and sullied them up, a typical thing, from the Podunk festivals, to the clothes, to the fancy dinners, he always made plans without the otter's input, Jacob swore to God if anyone ever wondered why he so willingly bounced on Victor's cock so often, this is definitely one of the reasons. "Yeah, we can go babe." Jacob said through a semi real smile. Jacob softly removed the wallet from Bale's back pocket and removed a stack of bills from the fold, smiling as he placed it directly on the check and placed the wallet back in his mate's pocket, as they walked away, he didn't bother to check and see that he had basically tipped the waiter over double the bill price, well, technically Bale had.

They arrived outside, walking to Jacob's car, Bale muttered and smiled. "Good thing I -hic- Uwubered here huh babe...?" Jacob nodded, actually thankful the drunken stallion hadn't been so irresponsible to drive with intention of drinking, as he sat down in his driver seat, the wobbly stallion sitting in the passenger seat as he did. "Yeah, I'm proud of ya baby." The ride to Bale's house was awkward, as Bale slipped in and out of consciousness, the stallion may have been large, and strong in most fashions, but Jacob had come to the conclusion if you were to open a dictionary and look for the definition of the word 'lightweight' you might see a picture of Bale. As the car rolled up to a red light, Jacob checked his phone, a relieved smile washing over his face as he saw Victor had texted him, directly next to his dozing boyfriend, Jacob looked at the picture Victor sent, his pulsing bear cock and a grin with a caption 'how was date?' Jacob quickly tapping a reply 'not as good as 2moro will be with u xoxoxo' as the light turned green, and the otter drove to the Horse's house. "We're here, babe" Jacob said as he turned the engine off, and smiled to his mate, who stirred awake and smiled warmly back at him, his eyes slightly more sober than they were. "God you're a fucking angel..." Bale said. Jacob felt a pang of excitement, but also nervousness, Bale was flirty, he is only ever flirty when he's horny, ugh.

There was a time where Jacob was excited by the concept of his boyfriend being aroused, that time ended the moment he met Victor, now the massive cock of the stallion, once a prized and coveted cock was an over sized, painful and frankly overrated thing, every sub wanted horsecock, and he had seen so much porn and coverage of the stallion shaft that he had previously wanted it as badly as one could, now it was just an obstacle. Jacob sighed, knowing that he would need to pleasure his boyfriend, hopefully he could just work his hands and mouth in the way that Bale wanted, and be done with it quickly. "Aww babe, thank you~" He said, as he exited the car, the wobbly Stallion following him, as the pair walked up the stone pathway to Bale's house, and the horse clumsily unlocked the front door as they entered. Jacob closed the door, and walked into the house's living room, the cleanliness and size difference of their homes was always a point of contempt for the otter, at first it was a glorious feeling, such a successful, handsome stallion with an interest in him but as he still slept in a dingy apartment with no offers to move in, it was always a subtle reminder that in Bale's confident mind, he was beneath him, and while he loved being a submissive boy, he disliked being reminded of his life failures every time he saw the stallion. "Hey baby, I got a bit of a problem..." Bale said, Jacob turned around to face his mate and was met with a sight he honestly was expecting. Bale was still clothed, but his fly and belt had been undone, and his flaring, pulsating, fourteen inches of equine cock was exposed, a smug grin washing over his drunken face, as he licked his lips. "Get over here~" Jacob took a deep breath and sighed, masking his nervousness as playfulness as he walked over to Bale, wrapping his webbed hands around the ring of the horse's cock and slid his hands up and down along the length. "Mmmh, my big man." Jacob said, half interested, smiling.

Bale's tip was flaring more than Jacob was used to seeing, and it dawned on the Otter, it had been nearly a month since they last had done anything sexual together, and unless the loyal horse had taken up habits similar to his own, that would mean other than masturbation, Bale hadn't came in a month either, and the stallion's pent up arousal was made even more obvious as he pushed Jacob down onto his back, a bit rough, as he let out a whinny of excitement and reached down for the zipper on the slacks he had bought. Jacob felt a sudden terror wash over him, Victor's potent bear load was still very much so inside him, he had wiped up some but there was no way he could of removed it all, as the drowsy, drunk, and incredibly hard horse was pulling down his trousers and boxers, Jacob felt that was it, he was caught, he could only cover his face in shame and let out a long whine. Bale smirked as he noticed the white, oozing hole, pushing two fingers deeply into the leaking pucker. "Getting use out of that Naughty Lizard cum lube I bought ya huh?" Jacob winced, his hole was so tender, yet he whined in excitement not from the stallion's fingers inside him, but from the relief the oblivious Stallion had not recognized the clear evidence of his cheating, as he groaned and replied. "Oh god yeah, I use it as much as I can!" Another half truth, as usual. Bale, his mind fuzzy, and his lust building, pulled his fingers from the dripping hole of his mate, and slapped his hulking cock down, his endowment and body towering over the missionary laying otter, his flaring tip being drunkenly guided to Jacob's sore, stretched, leaking pucker. "Baby don't you want my hands, or my mouth?!" Jacob asked, nervously. He knew he couldn't exactly explain to Bale why he was already sore back there, but he did try to at least detour him, it was of no use, as the stallion simply neighed and bucked his hips forward.

Agony, for the first time in their relationship, Bale was absolutely, and undoubtedly hurting him, not with a balled fist or a firmly placed insult, but with his gut rearranging cock, forcing it's flared, pre oozing tip into Jacob's already well fucked, satisfied hole, his orgasm had already been firmly milked out of him a few hours prior to this, and the otter was being used, in a painful way, but he needed to see it through, he bit his lip with a pained, tired whine, closing his eyes and gripping a hold of his long hair, as his hole was on fire to the invading horse cock. Bale must of taken the whine as pleasure as he didn't slow down his entry at all, the bear's cum ironically providing him easy lube for his burying cock, panting in heated, neighing whines as he pressed it in deeper, inch by inch. Jacob did his best to try and ignore the pain, normally he would get higher than the clouds before letting Bale into him, but here he laid perfectly sober, his tender adulterous hole being filled by the cock that technically owned it, as he groaned and writhed under his mate, he could only try his best to help the stallion along. Bale began to pull his cock back, before pushing it in again, deeper still, pushing against the milked and straining prostate of the dainty twink otter beneath him, the drunken haze blinding him to how hard he was thrusting. Jacob could hardly breath, his eyes rolled back as he yelped to each invading, painful thrust of the fully flaring stallion, his legs were thrown up over the horse's shoulders, Bale was firmly believing the yelps and whines of Jacob were of pleasure not pain, not realizing the Otter was getting closer and closer to passing out from the brutally thrusting horse, but it felt so good, Bale couldn't help himself, he didn't even realize his thrusts were so brutal, he was just enjoying this tight, warm, amazing, velvety ass of the otter under him, his pleasure was immeasurable, he dragged his hoof over the floor as he rutted into the otter like a prize mare, groaning. "BALE...FUCK! IT'S TOO MUCH!" Jacob pleaded, tears welling in his eyes, his breath being knocked out of him as the giant, roughly thrusting horse cock plowed into his insides, his mouth agape as he breathlessly yelped, trying to utter the word 'stop' but finding himself unable to speak, his body convulsing into a forced, dry orgasm, the pleasure being completely masked by the fiery pain inside of his rear, the otter's orgasming whines pushing Bale into him balls deep, the stallion grinning, thinking he was fucking the otter lovingly, arrogantly bragged. "Yeah you love it don't you baby getting so full!"

The world around the otter was going blurry, he had never been ravaged so deeply or so hard by Bale before, the alcohol and delay since their last play sessions had sent the horse into a full on savage fucking, and he felt he was about to lose consciousness, but the visions of the bear waiting at home gave him strength, as he yelped out, and gripped a hold of the horse, doing his best to speed this brutal fucking along, he forced a smile through the discomfort and squeaked, nodding, pleading with his horse mate. "D- Do it" He muttered breathlessly. Bale grinned and pulled his entire length back, pushing back in, knocking himself into the otter with more force, at his own capacity, the stallion's breath grew faster and deeper, his teeth bare as his lips peeled back in a loud neigh. "OH FUCK. GONNA BLOW!" Jacob had never once been so glad to hear someone announce that, mind you he had heard it so many times in the past, but it would bring this agonizing fuck to an end as he smiled widely and nodded. "Do it! C- cum in me!" He said, the excitement purely from the end of this rough sex. Bale groaned as his tip flared widely, and began to erupt in a pent up orgasm, his cum mixing with Victors instantly as it gushed forth like a flood into the Otter's depths and spattering out of him. It was honestly a relieving warm sensation that blew over his abused, stretched insides and hole, as Bale sprayed like a hose inside of him, and pulled out all at once, his ropes of equine seed painting the entirety of the otter's legs, feet, waist and rear in cum, and spurting a few ropes up over his chest and neck, not a drop hitting his face, through some miraculous physics. As Bale's cock exited Jacob's hole, and the horse fell onto his back on the floor across from the now soaked Otter, and panted, Jacob felt something inside of him that he couldn't describe, a combination of relaxation and relief that it was over, a desire to hold and snuggle up to Victor, and most concerning of all, a disdain for the horse.

It was such a long time coming, and as the horse didn't even bother to thank Jacob or say anything even slightly romantic before, in a puddle of his own messy cum, began to pass out from the alcohol and rough fuck, the Otter weakly sat up, hardly able to move his legs, as he scooted back, horse cum dragging along in a messy trail along the hard wood floor beneath him as he arrived at his discarded pants and retrieved his phone, collapsing onto his back again as he unlocked it and tapped a message to Victor. "Hey u up still???" Nervously, and laying mere feet from his mate, his hole agape and his body sore and battered from the intense fuck, Jacob waited to see a reply from his bear affair, his body yearned for more than just a bag of weed or a cumshot from the bear, for the first true time, he just wanted his attention. "Of course what is it?" The bear's message showed on screen. Jacob took a deep breath, and didn't give it any consideration as he forced himself to sit up. "would u hate me if i didn't wanna fucc 2moro?" The delay in the reply felt like hours, when in reality, Victor had replied in only two minutes, Jacob was terrified that the removal of sex would finally chase the bear away, as Victor's reply honestly surprised him. "i do love your ass but you are more than fuck toy" There it was, the nail in the coffin, the unconscious horse with a shrinking, over sized cock who had just brutally used him without so much as an 'i love you' or a 'thanks', was finally outdone in every way by Victor, they had better dates, they had better fun, they smoked together, fucked together, and now it was clear, Victor even cared more. Jacob knew what he wanted, and as he got to his weak, wobbling, and soaked feet, he replied to the text with a firm, yet playful "I'll be home in an hour we need 2 talk and Vic...i luv you <3 <3" Jacob weakly wobbled his way up the stairs to Bale's bathroom, and grabbed the first towel he could find off the wall, pressing it to his tender hole, and wiping up, as he looked in the mirror, reassuring himself he was making the right decision. Sure, this had started as an affair for an affair's sake, the rush, the risk, but now it had grown, that bear was all he could think of, and the brutal horse had made it abundantly clear he didn't have the same love in his heart, or his cock. And his thoughts were all but confirmed as Victor's reply appeared on the screen. 'i love you too.'

As Jacob finished cleaning himself as best he could in a sink with a towel, and redressed, walking toward the front door, he gave a look back to the sleeping horse, he was so satisfied, his massive cock drained and flaccid, his goofy smile staying on his face even in sleep, he could only feel even more assurance that he only cared for himself, not like Victor, as he walked out the door, shutting it locked behind him, and weakly got to his car, turning the engine over as he departed for his home. Victor was waiting outside, leaned against the wall near the apartment's entrance, flicking his cigarette as he saw Jacob pull up, the otter turned the engine off and exited the car, weakly walking toward the Bear. "Did he harm you?!" Victor asked, the genuine concern of the ursine bringing a smile to Jacob's face as he answered honestly. "He just got so excited...he was too rough..." Victor growled and bared his fangs, balling a fist. "I will end him." He said firmly. "You want this?" Jacob was almost tempted to say yes, but he simply placed a hand on Victor's chest. "Carry me up to the crib, yeah?" Victor held the otter in a warm carry all the way up the elevator and down the hall, into his apartment and laid him softly down on the sofa with the care of a medic, as he smiled comfortingly. "I have said many time, you need to leave the cyka and be done with it...I say this since festival. I wait." Victor pleaded. So many times, he had asked, and this was it, Jacob had reached a limit, this affair was over, this cheating thrill would die, and it would die in a fiery, explosive, revelation of excitement. "You are right...and...Vic...I...I want it...I can't do it anymore..." Jacob said, his eyes welling with tears, the bear softly embracing the otter in his arms. "Are you saying...?" Victor asked, Jacob firmly nodded and opened his mouth, warmly smiling, tears strolling down his cheeks as he made one of the most important decisions he felt he would ever make. "Victor...It's time...break us up."

The bear grinned widely, he had waited literal months for this moment, as he leaned down, and gently kissed the weak otter's lips, and nodded firmly. "Da, but, you will be mine afterward?" Jacob eagerly nodded as he smiled. "I wouldn't want it any other way you big stud...but please...give me a day or two to uh...get ready down there...yeah?" he replied, his sense of humor not changing even in this moment. Victor brushed the otter's long hair over his left ear as he smiled back. "Of course, but just only one more thing, we do this how I like it, how we talked about yes?" Jacob blushed, they had indeed discussed the big moment many times, a fantasy up until now, as he shrugged. "You got it." Victor smiled and planted a firm kiss to Jacob's forehead and placed the otter's hand in his. "Oh, and Jacob..." Victor said, Jacob's ears perked as he smiled, not used to being called by his first name. "Y- yes?"

"I will never...ever let him touch you again, you are mine now, mine." The Russian Grizzly said, firmly, and Jacob felt so secure and warm in that moment, he finally caved under the brutal day's exhaustion, and fell asleep in his soon to be official mate's arms, excited to see how this will play out, even through all of the activity, he felt his cock weakly harden in excitement as he drifted off.