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Ulysses is Sociable

by Ulysses Faer

I gyrated to the music, letting each bright flash of the strobe light accentuate every motion of my hips as I deftly spun a couple of red glow-sticks on short lengths of wire around my lithe form, careful to avoid having them getting tangled in my antlers. That night I wore my black mesh tank top and tight, burgundy faux-leather pants, finishing the ensemble with a studded black collar. I attracted plenty of attention at the club due to the outfit. I had been propositioned more than a dozen times that night already with offers of drinks and sex, but none of the furs had interested me that much, so I had gracefully declined their overtures. I was still very horny however, and on the prowl for a suitable partner that evening. I contented myself to erotically whirling about in the center of the dance floor while hoping someone would come along who would trip my trigger.

It didn't take long.

As I energetically swayed and spin to the music a duo of hyenas approached me. They looked so much alike that they had to be twins. The pair stood shoulder to shoulder, both with raised brows and predatory smirks, silently inviting me to join them. I paused my dancing to assess them. They were both fit and of average height, and couldn't be any older than 22- or 23-years-old at the most. The two even dressed similarly, wearing jeans, the blue denim drawn taut across their prominent bulges, and ashen white shirts left mostly unbuttoned to reveal the fur of their chests. The fabric was thin enough that I could see through to dark stripes that marred their brown coats. The glint in their eyes revealed how eager they were, and I could clearly smell the powerful scent of their arousal.

I had never been with a pair of brothers, let alone twins, and was more than willing to try the experience.

"Who's first?" I inquired loudly, my voice still barely audible above the techno music blaring throughout the room.

Both hyenas turned to look at each other simultaneously and started to snicker, before facing me again in unison.

I got the message and nearly melted with anticipation.

"Where?" I inquired, wondering if they lived nearby or if they were the adventurous sorts who didn't mind grabbing a stall in the public restroom.

"Here," the twins mouthed as they winked and motioned to where I was standing with a nod.

I shuddered, my cock already stiffening at the thought of being publically dominated by a pair of attractive hyenas. I glanced around; I had already garnered the attention of several other furs with my display or agility and eroticism and a small group was intently watching our exchange. I looked back to the twins and grinned widely, nodding in agreement.

They moved quickly.

One of the hyena brothers stepped up before me and pressed his chest to mine. His paw slid behind my head and gripped an antler. As he held it he thrust his muzzle against side of my neck, lapping at my jaw and teasing me with a practiced tongue. His sibling sidled behind me and forcefully grabbed my hips, grinding his pelvis against my rump as he copied the other hyena's ministrations on the opposite side of my neck, occasionally nipping playfully along my shoulder or at my long, pierced ear. I moaned softly at the treatment, though the music drowned out the noise.

My sheath plumped and strained against my tight pants painfully as the brothers worked their magic, exploring my neck with their tongues.

The hyena in front of me let go of my antler and grabbed the hem of my shirt, prying it upwards. I released the wires attached to the glow-sticks and raised my arms above my head, allowing him to undress me from the waist up. My top was momentarily caught in my antlers (most furs didn't have the necessary skill to easily strip someone with notable horns), but he tore it free and tossed it aside into the growing crowd around us. While he did this the fur behind me worked my belt, then undid it and unbuttoned my pants. The hyena slid them down to my feet. I kicked erratically, freeing my ankles from the garment, leaving me standing with only my very snug, low-rise white briefs to cover myself. The tight fabric showed off every contour of my sheath and the cock entreating out of it. I felt very exposed to be nearly bare in such a manner as more and more furs formed a ring around us to watch our public display, and it only aroused me further.

The hyenas both put their paws on my shoulders and forced me down to my knees and unzipped their jeans. They each gripped the waistband of their charcoal and gray boxer-briefs and hooked them under their balls. A pair of identical, throbbing black members were shoved near my face, one on each side of me, with a thrust of the siblings' hips. They were already fully erect out of their brown-furred sheaths at seven inches with glistening beads of pre-cum impatiently forming at their tips. I licked each once in succession, tasting the salty liquid, and grabbed both in my paws near their base, giving each a few pumps. I looked up at my partners. They panted eagerly, tongues lolling out of the sides of their mouths.

I took stock of the crowd around us. Many were pawing at bulges in their pants, while more than one immodest fur had freed their cock and unashamedly began masturbating. I shivered in delight, turned on further knowing that I could elicit such a response from so many furs. A wet spot stained my briefs where I shot a jet of pre-cum into them. The powerful scent filled the air.

Not wanting to keep the twins waiting, I began to bob on one of their cocks, taking the entire length down into my throat while expertly stroking the other. They both bucked with pleasure, one into my muzzle the other into my paw. After several seconds of this treatment I switched and repeated the motions, swallowing all of the leaking pre-cum their phalluses had to offer. The grinned evilly at one another and stepped back a couple of feet. One grabbed my shoulders and started pushing me backward until I was awkwardly splayed, resting my weight on my knees and elbows with my pelvis thrust up into the air. My cock pulsed, aching to be released from its soft-cotton prison; the trembling motion clearly visible through the close-fitting fabric.

The other hyena knelt between my knees and bent forward. He bit into my underwear near my ass, teeth coming so close to my flesh that it tickled. I felt his hot breath from his heavy panting along my side and groaned again, eager to be dominated by the two brothers. The one with my briefs in his teeth pulled back, dragging the garment painfully slowly down past my thighs and over my knees, leaving it in a small bundle around my ankles and me dressed now in nothing more than my studded collar.

My hard, velvety length was exposed for the entire club to view, jutting up six inches from my spread form like a fleshy pink obelisk that dribbled rivulets of pre-cum onto the champagne fur of my supple midriff.

Around me, furs were speaking into one another's ears as they watched the show, but I couldn't make out the words. The scent of so many aroused furs permeated the air, drowning out all of my senses. I was so focused on the upcoming pleasure that I barely registered the rhythmic flash of the strobe light or the tempo of the music. I had no immediate recollection of when I dropped my glow-sticks, or where my clothing ended up. I wanted nothing other than to be taken; to be used by the hyenas for their own gratification in front of such a large audience.

They obliged.

The brother still standing brother near my head knelt as well, bringing his dark cock to rest atop my muzzle, and obscuring my vision with his hefty sac. I inhaled deeply, drinking in the scent. He gently, yet firmly, grabbed my chin and turned my head all of the way back until my antlers scraped the floor and my throat was fully exposed. He pressed his leaking tip against my lips, which I readily parted to accommodate him. He thrust in and out of my mouth and I let my tongue wrap about his member as he did, pleasuring him with all of the skill I had. His bucking became wilder, letting me know that I was doing well.

As that occurred his twin wrapped a paw beneath my back and let it slide down to my tail. His fingers gingerly explored my cleft and I shivered with anticipation, trying to wiggle against them. He stopped suddenly, and I felt pressure inside of me.

I realized that he had found the butt plug I kept in to keep myself stretched and ready when I went to the club. He prodded it curiously for a moment, causing the silicone toy to rub against my prostate and shooting waves of ecstasy throughout my body. I released a jet of hot pre-cum onto my stomach with each little jab. His paw eventually wrapped about the flared base of the thing and extracted it with a tug. I gasped around the cock in my mouth as I felt cool air assault my exposed hole. The hyena quickly worked two fingers inside of me, massaging and further stretching my entrance. It was still slick from the long-lasting lubricant I had applied the toy earlier that evening.

Eventually he removed his fingers and I felt the thick tip of his cock rub against my hole. I moaned impatiently, yearning for him to fill me to bursting.

With a powerful thrust he plunged into my eager ass, driving half of his cock into me. My eyes rolled back in rapture at the feeling, willing myself to keep sucking on the other hyena's penis rather than succumb to the throes of ecstasy. He pulled back, nearly out, and pitched his hips forward again, forcing himself deeper within me. Inch after inch fed into my hungry hole until his balls connected with my tail, fully hilting me. He rocked his hips, bucking in and out of me. Within moments I was on the precipice of orgasm, but unable to bring myself over the edge, my arms trapped beneath me, keeping me from awkwardly tumbling to the ground. He slammed in and out of me forcefully, his motions telling me he cared fully for his own pleasure and I was merely a tool to that end.

My ring spasmed and I flexed it about his member. Vaguely, I heard his appreciative howl above the music, and he picked up speed.

My muzzle had been steadily fed drops of warm, salty pre-cum. With one paw the hyena brother that I was fellating gripped his rigid phallus and pulled away, jerking it hard a few pumps before aiming it downward and spraying me in the face with a gush of hot seed. Several ropes of sticky essence erupted from his tip and into my fur. I opened my mouth and lapped at the air with my tongue, trying to catch as I could and swallowing it. He milked his spent cock and wiped it on my muzzle. I licked my soaked lips seductively as I was rammed into again and again by my other partner.

He arched his back and stiffened as he slid deep within my tight orifice, rubbing along the sweet spot inside of me. His moans were barely audible above the music as his claws dug into my hips. I felt his penis twitch for a second before feeling a spread of warmth through me as he climaxed, filling me with spray after spray of hyena seed before he relaxed his body, satisfied.

His orgasm was all it took to finish me off. My body shuddered as I ejaculated, erupting so hard that I spattered myself beneath the chin and all over my chest, the milky fluid stark against my fur. My arms, shaking from pleasure, were no longer able to support me and I collapsed the last few inches to the ground while the twin who took me anally pulled his softening phallus out of me. I felt his essence leaking from my abused hole and onto the dance floor, much to the amusement of the crowd of onlookers. He then grabbed the plug from wherever he had set is roughly shoved it back within me, giving me a wink and lightly slapping my ass.

When the hyena stood he grabbed my underwear from between my legs and stuffed it inside of his shirt to keep as a memento, leaving me naked and exhausted on the floor.

I looked up at the twins. They were panting heavily from the encounter, but with a paw each repositioned their cocks, then retreating back within their sheaths, into the pouches of their patterned boxer-briefs and zipped up their jeans in unison. The duo gave me one last smirk and disappearing into the very pleased crowd of furs. I shakily rose to my feet after being a spectacle for a short while and went about finding my discarded clothing.

I loved dancing.