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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Don Dawson had been living a lie, for over thirty years he had pretended to be something he was not, just for the sake of fitting in. But as the years wore on, something inside him began to change and grow until it began affecting his marriage. He was no longer intimate with his wife, he just wasn't that attracted to her anymore, despite her never having lost her youthful good looks and figure. Even after having a child together, Janet looked as good now as she had when they first got married, yet Don did not feel that same spark when he looked at her.

It wasn't that his life was bad or anything, they had the perfect marriage and the perfect child. Plenty of friends, friends whom had nicknamed the silver elk "Patronus" after that annoying movie series about wizards and magic had come out. He'd always been faithful to Janet and he knew she'd always been faithful to him, there really wasn't anything lacking from his life, but still he felt empty and incomplete. The feeling only deepened when their son Mark moved out and went to university, even though he was not that far away, actually only being one town over and at most a forty-five-minute drive away if one stuck strictly to the speed limit. But his bright and bubbly personality no longer filled the house and just fed that empty feeling in Don.

Things changed one evening, a chance encounter while the silver elk bull was out on a walk to clear his head. He'd stopped by the local park for a change of scenery and wandered along the trails aimlessly, until nature called. A brisk walk later and Don found himself in the public restrooms relieving himself in one of the stalls, stalls which he normally tried to avoid as he was not fond on using public restrooms. He'd never been in these particular ones before, but as he sat on the toilet, the flap of toilet paper hanging from the roll began to shift and lift away from the stall wall. He could very plainly see why too, there was another man's cock poking through an unseen hole in the wall, quite an impressive one at that, probably a young equine if he had to guess. At first, he was stunned and didn't know what to do, staring for a long moment until the person in the next stall coughed and snapped him out of his frozen state. It was then Don realized something, he was aroused and not only that, his own cock was harder than it had ever been before.

Very gingerly he had reached out and grasped the length, it felt hot and heavy in his hand when he gently caressed it. His curiosity kept growing until finally, Don found himself on his knees in the bathroom stall and a complete stranger's cock was in his mouth. It was the first cock he'd ever sucked, but it wouldn't be the last. After that night, the park became his new spot for his evening strolls and he would always make sure to visit the restroom every time he was there.

All too soon the evening walks weren't enough anymore, they had sparked something within Don, a growing yearning. He wanted more, something other than the feeling of a strangers hot, throbbing cock pulsing against his tongue as they emptied their balls into his willing and eager maw. But he lived in a small town, how could he possibly do more with anyone around him without the news spreading like wildfire and getting back to his family?

As the days passed and his growing desire seemed to become an impossibility, Don's spirit began to be crushed. Until he happened upon an app one night, FINDR was a secretive app which people used to arrange hookups. Hiding it with an erroneous task icon, Don set up his anonymous profile and scrolled through the other profiles which weren't so anonymous; surprised by some familiar faces he saw on there, both men and women alike. After the first couple of days, he started messaging a few others on the app and asking questions, soon finding out how they managed to sate their desires without being found out.

A "Hookup" was the most common answer he received, but not just a random meet and greet in a dark alleyway. No, there was such a thing as a hotel hookup. They described the scene as being similar to a popup boutique, only instead of selling something or offering a service, he would be offering himself for strangers to use. His face would be covered by mask or even the duvet while he knelt naked on the hotel bed, waiting for someone to come in and get their rocks off, then leave. Not a word needed to be spoken so no one would be able to identify his voice, his face would be covered and only really his behind would be exposed. This seemed like the perfect solution to Don, he could finally submit to his desires without even having to look someone in the eye, plus submitting to a random stranger did sound oddly exciting too!

With Easter weekend approaching, Don had the ideal set of circumstances to enact his plan. Janet would be away at her mothers to celebrate Easter with her nieces and nephew, while Mark had said he would be spending the weekend at Amy's, his long-term girlfriend he'd been dating since high school. This would give him the perfect opportunity to experiment as it meant Don would be all alone for four days!

Don had even saved up enough spare physical cash from purchases in the weeks prior, which let him book a motel room without needing to use his credit card to pay and run the risk of leaving a trail for someone to find. The motel was also outside of town, far enough that he would be unlikely to run into anyone he knew, but on the off chance he did, he could just say he was going to surprise Mark at university as a cover. But it was also close enough that if the night went as planned, it wouldn't be too painful to drive home after he'd had his guts rearranged. Easter weekend had worked out well for the elk bull as well, his antlers had already shed which would make it even easier to hide his identity under the duvet, along with a pair of old clunky work boots, his hooved feet wouldn't be visible either.

He had also carefully trimmed himself in the mirror, with some careful touching up along his tail, he could pass for a different species entirely. With the lights off and the rooms air conditioner on, the elk had even ensured his nice pair of hangers would be tucked up against his groin like a rabbits would usually be. He was all set for experimentation, nervously staring at his phone screen with his notice ready to send out on the FINDR app. Don tucked himself under the duvet as he knelt on the bed, feeling exposed and vulnerable with his bare ass in the air as it was. A shiver coursed through him when the cool breeze from the aircon licked against his exposed and already lubricated pucker a moment later, snapping him out of his nervous daze.

Don pressed the button; with a little chime the app confirmed his "hot spot" was now active and everyone within a couple miles radius would be able to see it on the app. At first there was no response, but then messages started rolling in. Most were just too far out to make it in the timeframe Don had set for his first night of experimentation, however there was one person whom seemed interested and was close enough.

"Hey man, mind if I bring two friends with?" they had asked. At first Don was a bit concerned, he wasn't sure he wanted to be alone in a room with three strangers his first time, but when the user attached a photo of his prick, Don quickly reconsidered. He'd only recently learned of the term "Size Queen" and had never considered he could be one, but the moment he saw that impressive equine prick in the attached photograph, he had to feel it inside him and this time not just in his maw.

They were very close too, just down the road at a bar so it wouldn't take long for them to get to him. Don waited nervously for what felt like hours, but in reality, was only a couple of minutes. His heart stopped when the keypad to his room began beeping as someone input the code he'd given to enter. He could hear people moving inside and then around the room as they got closer, a hand suddenly reached out and groped at his firm behind while a thick thumb reached over to circle about his slick pucker and push against the center of his snug opening.

"Damn, must be a pro. He's already lubed and ready to go" the owner of the groping hand and thumb commented. "Hey Jack, why don't you get him started for us, put those strong bunny thighs to good use" the first voice offered with a laugh. "He's going to need it for when it's my turn" the voice continued, he was obviously the owner of that big beautiful prick Don was so eager to try. The elk bull shivered at the touch, even more so when he heard the sound of the strangers disrobing. He wondered what they looked like, how old or young they were. The big dicked guy sounded younger than him, but not too young. He also idly wondered if they were married or at least had girlfriends they were also cheating on as well to do this.

"Don't mind if I do, prefer going first before your big prick ruins 'em" Jack, a harlequin patterned hare quipped as he climbed up onto the bed behind Don, his thick pink flesh in hand and tapping against the silver furred elk's backside. "Heh, he looks like some kinda rabbit too, only right another of his kind breaks him in tonight!" Jack laughed as he lowered his hips down, feeling the other "rabbit" shiver when he felt the hot kiss of a real cock touch against his slick opening.

Don had been practicing with his secret stash of toys over the last couple of months, he'd managed to work himself up to a decent sized seven-inch canine toy he'd managed to buy with his Clubcard points on an abstract website, again avoiding any noticeable charges on his credit card. He thought he was prepared to handle whatever these guys threw at him as he was now able to take the canine toy with ease, but when the rabbit sunk down slowly into him, Don quickly realized how wrong he was.

Jack, despite being a young rabbit, was hung like a goddamn pornstar. Don grunted as he quickly took more than his meager seven inches his canine toy had taught him to handle, but with the rabbit's hips pressed flush to his backside, he knew he could take it regardless. His asshole ached and burned from being so stretched so quickly, his spade of a tail flicked wildly against Jacks lower abdomen when the young rabbit sheathed himself inside his new fucktoy in one smooth stroke. "What's the matter, buck bunny, never taken a ten incher before?" Jack asked with a laugh, drawing his hips back a few inches before reversing direction and sinking back down into Dons aching behind again.

"C'mon kid, best get up front and give that bitch something to occupy his mouth with before Jack makes him attract too much attention" The first voice commanded the third unknown person. Don screwed his eyes shut tight as he fought to bite back his grunts and groans, just as the first voice had said, he was grunting and groaning loudly with every thrust of the buck rabbit behind him, but Jack just kept on ramping up the tempo and soon his hips were slapping against Don's reddening cheeks in a rapid-fire pace.

Something hot and hard brushed against his cheek in the darkness, startling the elk bull as he suddenly found another cock beneath the covers with him. At first, he'd worried his face had been exposed, but then he realized he was still gripping the edges of the duvet tightly and there was no way they could've lifted it high enough without him noticing. Whomever was beneath the duvet with him now had just slipped in beneath it to where he assumed Don's head was. Breathing a sigh of relief, Don began to kiss and lick along the hot shaft rubbing against his face and muzzle, earning a few pleasured snorts from its owner outside the dark confines of Don's cover. This was quickly turning out to be even better than he'd imagined, he was already getting used to Jack hammering his behind hard and fast, a bit of pleasure was even beginning to be felt from the thick length under his tail and now he had a nice thick cock to suck on as well.

As Don sunk his hot maw down onto the waiting and eagerly throbbing length before him, Jack changed the angle of his strokes. Soon the older male felt his prostate being hammered like a joy buzzer, thankfully his mouth was too full for him to groan and cry out to attract unwanted attention again. His own cock spilled free of its fuzzy container and began to spit thick hot globs of his precum to the bed below, though the person before him grew impatient at his sudden loss of concentration and he too began to buck into Don's muzzle. Soon the elk bull found himself being fucked from behind and in front, a classic spit roast he remembered it was called. Or possibly a Chinese finger trap, he wasn't entirely sure which was more accurate in his current situation.

"You're up, I need a break before I pop. That's a nice tight ass, think we might actually have a newbie on our hands" Jack panted and laughed, slowly withdrawing his still rock-hard cock from under Don's twitching tail. The person before Don slithered out from under the elk's maw, quickly moving back around behind him to take over from Jack. A new cock began to sink into him, easier this time thanks to Jack's initial handiwork. This one was not a surprise this time, Don knew the size and feel of it, though admittedly it did feel infinitely better under his tail compared to how it had felt in his mouth.

The new person started off slow, seemingly nervous about fucking him, even when Don wiggled his behind back onto the stranger's cock invitingly. Soft hands groped and squeezed at his buttocks, almost caressing him as he slowly fucked the "rabbit" beneath the covers. At least until with a pained yelp, the stranger suddenly bucked hard under Don's tail and ground their hips against his firm behind.

"Dammit Jace! I thought the whole point of finding this bitch was so I didn't have to bottom for you again tonight?" A familiar voice whimpered as he was forced to grind hard into the tight ass beneath him.

"Yeah well, if you didn't want to get fucked again, Mark...you shouldn't be taking your time with that fine piece of ass!" Jace mocked with a snort, pulling his hips back a little before bucking back inside the stranger behind Don. Though with a shocking moment of clarity, Don suddenly realized the person fucking him right now was no stranger at all.

Don knelt frozen on the spot, he knew that voice, but hearing Jace use his name only confirmed it. Mark was the one he'd just been sucking off and was now fucking him; not only that...Mark had inadvertently admitted he bottomed for Jace and probably Jack too!? A brief shot of anger nearly caused Don to reveal himself when he heard his sons' pained cries while the horse forcefully took him again, but then he just as quickly realized that would just reveal his own identity and whom Mark was currently buried balls deep inside. Don was stuck and he had no way of stopping what was happening right now, he was being fucked by his own son while someone else fucked him in turn. He'd seen the size of Jace's prick so he could only imagine what his son was going through just then, but weirdly, it also made him want to feel it more somehow too.

Worse than this however, was the fact Jack had gotten him so close to climax before he'd stopped fucking the other "rabbit", now with Jace directing Mark's own strokes into his own father unknowingly, that frightening eventuality inevitably drew closer with every thrust. Don clutched at the duvet tighter and tighter, gritting his teeth and clenching his jaws as he fought with everything he had not to cum. He didn't know how he'd ever live with himself if he did cum while in this extremely compromising position.

"Nice set of hangers on this guy" Jack commented as he knelt behind Jace, one hand between Dons' thighs as he fondled the other "rabbits" balls while he leaned up to press his muzzle under Jace's flagging tail. His hot little pink tongue lavishing attention against the back of the stallions large dark ballsack before working higher to tease and trace about his dark pucker playfully.

"I told you already Jack, no matter how many times you eat my ass, I'm not going to bottom for you" Jace snorted as the real rabbit rimmed him hopefully.

It was all too much for Don, there was too much too fast for him to process, with a snort of hot breath, his balls began to empty themselves against the bed beneath him. "Damn, bit pent up there fella?" Jack laughed as he continued to fondle and lightly squeeze at Don's nice set of hangers, watching as he fired off thick ropes of Mark's unborn potential brothers and sisters, clear up past his chest.

"Ahngod! He's squeezing me so damned tight!" Mark began to whine and panic, his hips jerking and cock lurching wildly inside his father unknowingly. Mark tried to hold back, but between the thick cock under his tail battering his prostate and the tight heat clenching down around his own length as the "rabbit" came hard beneath him, it was too much for him to resist. Hunching down over Don's back, Mark bellowed out aloud as he came hard too, flooding Don's backside with his hot mess; all while the older elk felt ashamed, he was the one receiving his unborn grandchildren instead of his future daughter-in-law. Don didn't know how he would ever be able to look Amy in the eye after this, he wondered if she even knew what her boyfriend got up to when she wasn't around.

He should've known he wouldn't get off that easily either, he'd just committed a cardinal sin with his own flesh and blood, it didn't matter they'd done it unknowingly. But almost as if through divine karma or ironic fate, Jace tugged the panting Mark off of his father's back, letting the young elk bull collapse onto the floor behind him. "Time to introduce this bitch to the Punisher" Jace smirked while he lined himself up with Don's messy asshole.

"Dude, the Punisher...seriously..." Jack laughed mockingly at Jace.

"Ask Mark why I call it that, or better yet...bend over!" Jace replied with a smirk.

"Believe me, the first time you take it...Punisher is an understatement. Even now, after all the times he's made me take it, that fucker still hurts" Mark panted with a soft groan, lying motionless as he stared up at the ceiling with his softening cock spilling the last few spurts of his seed across his belly. Don groaned as well, not just from the thick cock starting to sink into him and rearranging his guts, but also at his son's own admittance of taking it multiple times too.

"Fuck, he's still tight..." Jace snorted as he slowly inched his way inside the tight gripping confines of Don's behind. Again, his spade tail flicked wildly as inch after thick veiny inch was forced between his cheeks. He had to agree with his son, Jace's prick really did live up to its name, by the time he felt the medial ring pop inside him, Don already felt like that fat cock was about to enter the back of his throat and bump up against the scar where his tonsils had been removed. If he closed his eyes, he swore it felt like he'd sat down on a fire extinguisher without pants or underwear with how his once again aching pucker was stretched. After what felt like an hour of slow and methodical entry, Don felt Jace's orbs bump up against his taint. His torture was far from over however, as soon as the horse began to withdraw, it damn near felt like his organs were going to be pulled out through his tail hole with the suction the fat pony prick created inside him.

Once Don had stopped whimpering at every little movement, Jace began to move faster and faster. Soon he had a hand pressed to the back of Don's head beneath the covers and his other spanking the upturned whitish backside while he roughly rutted down into the nice tight hole below. Don lost count of how many climaxes Jace wrung from him, his prostate begging for mercy from the vicious assault, no doubt he'd stained the hotel bed beyond recovery with how wet it felt beneath him too. By the time Jace finally succumbed and hit his own peak, Don swore his balls were drained so badly they probably looked like a sad pair of raisins in his sack.

Oddly when Jace's strokes slowed down to a lazy roll and grind, Don still heard the sound of slapping from somewhere else in the room. "Dammit Jack, slow down...that hurts!" Mark whined as the harlequin rabbit rutted him hard and fast, laughing at the smaller males cries.

"You're a bitch, so I'm going to fuck you like a bitch!" Jack mocked, not slowing down and ignoring Mark's complaints.

"Bring him over here, I know what'll shut him up!" Jace grinned deviously over at the real rabbit.

"No, no no no!" Don shouted in his head as he felt a pair of soft lips being forced up onto his hanging length. Jack and Jace had Mark kneeling beside the bed, behind the kneeling Don and between his clunky work boots. They had tugged Don's softening cock backwards to let Mark suck on him in order to stop the elk buck from whining so much. He didn't know which was the worst scenario, but there was no going back to the way things were before after this.

"Just a little longer, bitch" Jack huffed and groaned as he rut Mark, while forcing the young elk buck to felate his father unknowingly. Don tried to ignore the pleasure of his son's mouth on him, he hated knowing that Mark was apparently pretty good at sucking dick. But then again, considering he apparently bottomed for Jace and Jack regularly, it shouldn't be that surprising that he was. He felt through the groans of his son's mouth around his own prick when Jack finally climaxed, the rabbit was very obviously roughly grinding and bucking into his son as he spilled his load under Marks' own spade tail.

Once the three young men had gotten their rocks off, they decided to head back to the bar to get blindingly drunk before heading back to their dorm room, where Jack and Jace planned to double team Mark until the sun came up. As the hotel room door closed, a new notice dinged on Don's phone. Warily he opened the app to see whom had messaged him and his mouth fell open in stunned silence as he read the message.

"Not sure if you're only into guys, but my bull is out of town on business so while he can't fuck me, I thought I'd be the one doing the fucking for a change. I've got a nice thick purple horse strapon I've been dying to use on a guy's ass" the message read with an attachment. Don hesitantly pressed the paperclip icon to open the attachment, his eyes nearly bulging from his skull when he saw attached was a photo of Janet in a leather bodice with long black gloves and boots while sporting a thick purple strapon in her hand while she grinned at the camera.