Random Writings - Theo
Between being bored and busy, I came up with something a bit new. Akin to random sketches, here's a series of short (about 300 word) stories all in one.
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"Do we have a problem?" the bold fennec looked up at the thick, stocky horse that towered over him. He noticed that the bigger male had been looking at him, just staring for no rhyme or reason. He was in the locker room of the local gym, waiting for a chance at the showers. The place was packed and nearly being stepped on already put him in a bad mood.
The horse looked back and forth then leaned down to be face-to-face with the small fennec. "That's a...big bulge," he muttered, starting to blush.
"Oh," the dark furred canine smirked. "I can give you a closer look. Come on." Forgetting the shower, he led the curious equine through the locker room, finding a relatively private place to drop his shorts, showing off the cock was a almost out of place on someone his size, a fat 15 inches that throbbed and dripped with sweat from his workout, a pair of plump balls underneath, making the bigger male's eyes go wide.
"Go ahead and touch it," Theo stood on one of the bleachers, making himself tall enough to reach the horse's chest. The equine in question dropped to his knees, reaching out for the large cock, after giving it a few strokes, he was already pushing it past his lips, suckling on the taste of sweat and musk.
"Ah, fuck. You're a real eager bitch, huh? Yeah, slurp down on my big stinkin' cock!" His paw roughly gripped the other male's hair, tugging his head back and forth along the length of his shaft, feeling it pulse over the smooth tongue before pushing down into the even hotter and tighter throat.
He rammed himself inside, bucking his hips with enough force to leave bruises on the soft lips that wrapped around his throbbing cock, shooting warm wads of his musky precum. The small but dominant canine rammed himself inside as deep as he could, slamming his dick all the way down just as it began to shoot his load.
"Don't spill a drop, bitch. I wanna feel you swallow you down," Theo growled, baring his fangs as his balls churned and pumped three loads worth of cum into the gulping equine, filling his belly and marking his insides in the small predator's spunk.
"You're payin' extra for this..." Pants down, leaned over a cardboard box full of junk, and in a damp musty alley, Theo was grumbling about coming out all the way here. Behind him was the local street rat and his best friend's weed dealer, Silas. The shady rat just chuckled.
"Don't worry. I plan to pay in full!" The last word was given emphasis, timed with the rodent's thrust inside, burying his cock inside of the fox's tight hole. His length sailed along the silky and pre-lubed ass. He talked his way into sliding in deep without a condom and was already holding the smaller male down, slamming his dick into the tricking canine's ass, not caring for his annoyed grunts.
Theo was trying not to show his enjoyment of the hard pounds to his ass. The rat was really going at it. He seemed desperate for some tail and not even 5 minutes in, his fat balls slammed against his own, rivets of rat precum painting his insides. Another deep reach into his tailhole forced a moan out of him. He clenched his jaw shut and dragged his claws along the crumpled cardboard. Being bent over by some rat in a dank alley, bred like some cheap strip club whore...he was supposed to be better than that. Supposed to be.
"Push it in deep! And you better cum in me hard! Shoot it all in!" Theo demanded, giving in his own cock throbbed hard. Silas dug his claws in and dropped his smelly body over the fox's as he came, shooting all the pent up seed stored in his big sweaty rat's balls, flooding his tight hole with musky cum.
"My bike's busted and I had to walk all the way out here," Theo huffed, standing over some middle aged boar. "But this is what you wanted right?" He planted a sweaty footpaw over the older male's face, grinning as he felt it being licked almost immediately. From the porcine, he slurped loudly and huffed from the flavor, dragging his tongue along the pads before wiggling it between each of the toes.
"Got more waiting for you," the fennec taunted. He was soon sitting down on the boar's face, grunting from the slow licks to his musky tailhole. Thick spit lubed his entrance, he ground his ass along the older man's face, cleaning himself up with the lapping muscle.
"Push it in there. Twist it just like that!" Theo groaned, riding the man's face. That thick slimy tongue was pushed inside of him, rimming deep into his tailhole. He was paid extra for this, given money to be worshiped. They were eating it up and he would be eating well tonight. He pushed his small body down harder, grunting as the appendage slid further down underneath his tail, finally hitting his sweet spot.
"You want it right? My cum all over your face? Huh, you dirty old man?" The boar under him nodded and mumbled his need around his tongue, still probing the canine's ass, flicking at his prostate, Theo pumped his leaking shaft, letting it dribble between the porcine's eyes. Just a bit more and he huffed, wagging his tail as he reached his peak, leaning back just before he shot his load all over the old man's face, watching him fervently licking at the mess that coated him.
"Fuck..."
Theo had scurried to the corner of the laundry room. It was his turn to sort out the clothes worn by him and Haze. Doing so was easy thanks to the sheer difference in size but the canine's focus was derailed when his sensitive nose caught a whiff of something of Haze's. He found the large panda's jockstrap, a strong musky scent wafting from it. The fennec couldn't stop himself from taking a few sniffs of the discarded garment.
One thing led to another and Theo was soon in the corner of the laundry room, taking whiffs at the fabric pressed to his nose, his cock pulsing in his palm. The clinging odor of the bear's cock poured into his nose, making him shudder from every deep breath. This wasn't the first time that he had gotten distracted by the scent. It was actually a reoccurring thing. At the very least, he hid from plain view, not wanting to be seen while he did this. Haze would never let him live it down.
While one kept the worn jock pressed to his face, the other was down and stroking at his cock, pumping at it as he took in the smell. He kept his moans muffled, letting the potent musk fill his lungs and haze his mind. It was stronger than the rest of Haze's clothes; this was the jock he wore when at the gym, being worn over multiple sessions and multiple days. His sensitive nose could pick up the many different hints of sweat and could distinguish the odor of the cock itself.
Panting harder into the sweat-laden fabric, Theo jerked his cock harder, clenching his teeth and curling his toes as he came, shooting ropes of his cum onto one of his old shirts, laid out ahead of him. While cumming, he took deep breaths, huffing the panda musk until he felt a bit dizzy, then coming down from his lustful high. Reluctantly, he tossed the jock into the pile of Haze's clothes, going back to his task as if nothing had distracted him in the first place.