Sticky Reunion
Another little indulgent story I wrote a little bit ago, and am finally posting up on here.
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As Jamie trekked through the parking lot towards his friend's apartment complex, he could hear his mom's voice in his head telling him that he should have brought a jacket. It was far colder than he'd thought, and snow was just starting to fall. The otter would do many things in life but admit to his mom that he was cold when she insisted that he take a jacket was not one of them. Normally, it wouldn't matter how cold it was, because he could park in front of his friend's place, but so many spots had been taken that he'd had to walk a few blocks.
Tristan and Cody were two of his best friends from high school, and even though they all ended up at different colleges, they found the time to spend a few weekends together when they could. Tristan's apartment was on the third and top floor of the complex, and Jamie took the steps two at a time to get there as quickly as he could. He tried the front door, but it was locked, so he resorted to the time-honored tradition of knocking.
"It's open!" He could just barely hear Tristan call from inside the apartment, and the otter tried the knob once more to be sure.
Locked. He knocked again.
When the door opened, Jamie momentarily forgot the cold. Tristan was standing in the doorway in only a T-shirt, and the otter could clearly see the fox's sheath and balls on full display. It wasn't a sight he was unfamiliar with, but it certainly wasn't something he expected so early in the night.
"Dude, I'm like, three seconds from closing this. It's cold as fuck out there," Tristan said, grinning as he gave the door a gentle nudge.
"Sorry," Jamie said, pushing the door open and stepping over the threshold. He shut the door behind him and slipped his backpack off. "I just wasn't expecting you to just have everything out in the open like that."
Tristan snorted and waited for Jamie to empty his pockets and de-accessorize before giving him a tight hug. "It's Cody's idea."
"Yo!" Cody called from the living room when he heard his name.
"What, being naked?" Jamie asked.
Tristan laughed and slipped both paws into the waistband of the otter's jeans. "Nah, we're having a bottomless weekend. No pants at all."
Jamie watched as the fox's black paws popped open the button on his jeans before unzipping them. "Excuse you," he teased, pretending to look offended.
"No pants!" Cody called again.
Tristan tugged the otter's jeans and boxers down without any ceremony, then gave the otter's gray-furred sac a playful nose before standing up. "See? You heard the man."
Jamie just rolled his eyes with a small chuff of laughter. "Uh huh, sure." He followed the fox back down the hallways to the living room where Cody was playing a game. "Couldn't even pause it to come greet me?"
Cody blew a raspberry at him before pausing the game to stand up. "Good to see you," he said, giving the otter a hug as well.
Jamie and he were of the same height, so he felt the zebra's heavy, leathery sheath press against his own package as they hugged; a familiar and welcome feeling that he didn't get to experience often anymore. "You too. How've things been?"
"Glad we're finally on winter break," the zebra said, flopping back onto the couch and putting one leg up on the coffee table. "That's the only thing that really sucks about teaching. You don't really get much time during the school year for anything."
Tristan had wandered off into the kitchen and he came back with three beers. "What, that's worse than dealing with spoiled brats and their entitled parents?"
Cody picked up one of the bottles and popped the cap off. "Not at our school, no. I got lucky. Not rich enough to be spoiled, but not too poor that they feel like this shit doesn't matter."
Jamie was in the middle of taking a sip of his own beer and nearly choked. "Oh god, that's a terrible thing to say."
"Hey, it's true, though. I'm just glad that I finally landed a permanent position. Subbing was fun-"
"Hell yeah it is," Tristan said.
"-BUT," Cody continued, flicking at one of the fox's nipples through his shirt. "It's nice to have something more reliable."
"And summers off," Jamie pointed out.
"And summers off," the zebra agreed, tipping his bottle at the otter in acknowledgement. "What about you? Tristan's still being a lazy bum, so nothing new there."
Tristan stuck his tongue out at zebra. "You're just jealous. It can be tough work!" Tristan had put himself through college by cosplaying and streaming. After he'd gotten his associates, he quit and focused entirely on that for the last two years.
Jamie turned so that he could put his back to the arm of the couch, draping one leg over Tristan's lap. "Yeah, real tough. We can't all sit around playing video games all day," he teased, though he knew that having to be personable day in and day out would probably kill him.
The fox just moved his bottle between the otter's legs and pressed the cold glass against Jamie's balls.
Jamie yelped and pushed the bottle away, both Cody and Tristan laughing. "I actually have pretty good news. Wednesday was my last day at the security company, and when January rolls around I start at Firestorm. I got hired on as one of the game devs."
"What!" Cody and Tristan said at the same time.
"Yeah! I'm super excited." The gray otter couldn't help but bask in his friends' surprise.
"Holy shit, dude, congrats! What will you be working on?" the zebra asked.
Jamie laughed and shrugged one shoulder. "I... actually don't know, yet. Since I'm still really new to the industry, I'll probably be moving between their games as needed until they decide they want me to specialize in one area. So, nothing too exciting right off the bat, but I'll have plenty of opportunities to go further."
Tristan was nodding along as the otter talked and he hopped up from between the others, pushing Jamie's leg aside. "Shit, now we really need to celebrate." He disappeared back into the kitchen, then came out with a small plastic bottle.
Cody finished off his beer and sat up. "And so it begins."
Tristan popped the lid off and fished out three colored, gummy candies. He popped one in his own muzzle, handed one over to Cody, and gave the last to Jamie. "I was going to wait until later, but it's already seven."
The otter popped the gummy into his maw and chewed it apart before swallowing. "How is this celebrating if we were going to do it anyway?"
"Ott's got a point," Cody pointed out. "How about you give him the first blowjob?"
Tristan snorted. "I would have anyway. I'll give him the good controller. He needs the help," the fox teased.
"Oh, now it's on," Jamie said.
As they played together over the next few hours, a bottomless weekend turned into a naked weekend. It was obvious that having a good controller was wasted on the poor otter. He relaxed back against the couch, feeling warm and floaty from the combination of alcohol and weed, watching as Cody and Tristan duked it out on the screen in front of them. They still had four lives a piece, whereas Jamie was out for the round.
When the match was finally decided, with Tristan winning for the fifth round in a row, Jamie leaned forward and slid his controller onto the coffee table. "I think I'm done for now. I'm just fodder for you two, anyway."
Cody reached forward and snatched another slice of pizza from the box. "Hey, maybe with you out of the way, I can finally beat him," he said around a mouthful of cheese and sauce.
"You can have the good controller if you think it'll help," Tristan offered, pretending to be gracious in his victory.
"No, no, no, I've got it. I'll just give him a handicap while you play," Jamie said, leaning against the fox's side while one of his paws slid across Tristan's thigh before cupping his sheath.
Tristan jerked in surprise and looked down at the offending paw. "Tsk, that's not going to work on me! I can ignore you."
"Oh, so he gets to kick my ass and get his dick played with?" Cody complained, knocking his leg against one of Tristan's.
Jamie just snickered and trailed his fingers up and down the furry, white holder. "Oh hush, you know you'll get yours later."
The next match started, and Jamie's focus was entirely on the fox. He stroked fingers along the fuzzy tube, giving it the occasional squeeze. Tristan, true to his word, seemed to be doing a pretty good job of ignoring the attention, so Jamie upped the ante. His paw gave the fox's balls a gentle tug before starting to stroke the fox's sheath up and down along the hidden member.
"I've always wanted to try something," the otter mused aloud to the others.
Tristan glanced down at this crotch but went back to his match. "Oh? Try wha- h-hey!"
The fox squirmed as Jamie pushed his finger down into the fox's sheath, feeling the soft length inside. "Wow, it's way stretchier than I thought it would be."
Cody had looked over and seen what was going on, and just started laughing. "Hey, keep doing that! I think I can catch up."
"No way. I was just caught off guard. I can ignore this, too," the fox shot back, redoubling his efforts to take down the zebra.
Jamie was busy entertaining himself with the fox's sheath and didn't particularly care who was winning. He managed to slip a second finger inside, then a third. Each addition made the fox squirm around even more from the attention, though he still hadn't gotten hard. "Damn... have you ever had someone fuck your sheath?"
Tristan swore as he lost another life, though he was still ahead. "Y-yeah, I have a few times. It's fun."
The otter hesitated for a couple seconds, just watching his fingers slide in and out of the fox's sheath. "Can I?" he asked.
"What?" Tristan was barely paying attention to what the otter was doing. "Can you do... oh." He got his answer rather quickly. He hadn't noticed the otter slide off the couch, but suddenly a tongue was pressing at the entrance of his sheath.
Jamie found he had to hold on to the fox's sheath in order to wriggle his tongue inside but finally managed. As he swirled his tongue around, practically drooling into the fox's sheath, he hadn't expected it to taste like nothing. He'd also expected his efforts to yield some fruit, but Tristan seemed to be a master at pushing the administrations from his mind.
He, on the other hand, was hard as a rock. His uncut shaft was oozing pre while he tongued the fox's sheath, and he knew he'd have to at least try to wedge himself in there. He pulled his mouth away, teasing a couple fingers back into the now-soaked sheath. "I really wanna know what it's like."
Tristan took Cody down to his last life, earning a curse from the striped equine, and took a quick second to reach down and pat the otter between the ears. "You know what? Sure. Let me just kick Cody's ass off the map and then we'll give it a shot."
Jamie leaned back in and continued to make out with the fox's sheath while the two duked it out before the fox's inevitable win. Cody said it had been close, though Tristan was adamant that it wasn't.
A paw ran through Jamie's short, black hair before gripping it and pulling him away. "Aww, I was having fun," the otter protested.
"I thought you wanted to try and fuck my sheath, though?" Tristan teased, reaching down to shake it in front of the otter's nose.
The otter's eyes widened fractionally, and he quickly pushed himself to his feet. His cock bobbed in front of him, his foreskin had rolled back halfway, and a long strand of pre just hanging from the tip. "Ah... how are we going to do this?"
Tristan brought a paw up between the otter's legs and hefted the gray sac there, watching more pre bubble out of the head when he gave a squeeze. "Mm, hang on. I just..." The fox's voice trailed off as he leaned forward and dragged his tongue along the head of the otter's cock.
Jamie let out a soft sigh of pleasure and closed his eyes while the fox worked. Tristan dragged his foreskin back up until it was covering the otter's head, then slid his tongue in underneath, more pre oozing out for him to lap up. He then sealed his lips around the head of the otter's cock and bobbed his muzzle a few inches, rolling the otter's foreskin back and forth.
Cody had turned to put his back to the arm of the couch to watch the pair, his own cock hard and resting against his stomach. Fingers teased along the length of it, occasionally swiping pre from the mushroom-shaped head to then smear across his length. "It's okay, take your time. I don't need my dick played with or anything," he teased; he was pretty content with watching for now.
Tristan pulled off the otter's cock and whined. "Yeah, yeah. You're next. Here," the fox shifted around until he was laying on his back on the couch, his head between the zebra's legs. "It'll work best if you turn the other way and slide in."
Jamie had just enough room to climb up onto the couch above the fox and sit on his stomach. "Damn, I can't believe we're going to try this," he said, carefully aiming his cock down at the fox's sheath as he scooted forward.
"Heh, yeah. I've never done this with someone who wasn't a canine, but... I mean, it should fit. You're not thicker than my knot, and I can free that if it ever swells up too fast." Tristan couldn't do much to help the otter, so he just reached above his head and idly squeezed and stroked at the zebra's cock.
The otter held the fox's sheath with one paw and tried to push in, but when that proved too difficult, he managed to work his fingers in and pry it open just enough that he could slip the head of his cock into it. Pre and saliva made things slick enough that it took a few tries before he finally slid a few inches into the sheath. "Ooh, damn."
Tristan was trying not to squirm around too much. It was an odd feeling of pleasure that made him feel more sensitive than usual. "Just go slow at first. It's been a while since I've done this."
Jamie nodded, only half listening. He was staring down at the fox's sheath, fascinated by the way it bulged out as he slid further into it. He could only get about five or six inches in, but it felt amazing. It felt like nothing he'd experienced before, though maybe like sharing a fleshlight with someone. Jamie flexed his cock and watched the fuzzy pouch bulge and move. "Damn, this is something else."
Tristan had turned his head to the side to try and play more with Cody's shaft, though the position was a bit too awkward for that. "Yeah, I've done it to other guys before, too. It's like... jacking off, but not, you know?"
The otter drew his hips back and accidentally slipped out. He wedged himself back in and this time kept his paw on the fox's sheath while slowly working his hips back and forth. He ground against the fox's mostly-soft cock and moaned at how good it felt. "I don't think I can last long doing this."
"Good. Then I can try," Cody said, running one hand down over the otter's thick, rudder tail while petting Tristan's face with the other. His cock was dripping over his stomach as the fox's paws toyed and stroked at it.
"I don't know if I can fit a freaking horse cock in my sheath," he pointed out, giving the shaft a squeeze right below the medial ring.
The zebra snorted. "I'm not as thick as your knot. I bet I can fit."
Tristan slid a paw up along the shaft until he was cupping the head. "Mm, maybe. We can try."
Jamie wasn't paying much attention to conversation as he began thrusting into the fox's sheath. He kept a slow, steady pace, afraid to go too fast and hurt his friend, but it was enough to bring him closer and closer to the edge. "I'm getting kinda close."
Tristan's head turned to look at the otter's back. "Mm, good boy. Cum in my sheath," he purred. The fox wormed a paw down his chest, between the otter's legs, and gave the otter's balls a firm squeeze.
Jamie whimpered and tried to hold back as best he could. He picked up speed squeezed down on the fox's sheath, listening to the wet, sloppy sounds of pre spilling from around the entrance of Tristan's sheath. With a final thrust forward, he grit his teeth and half-snarled, half-whined as he came hard. He watched the fox's sheath bulge as the first two shots of cum filled the pouch to its limit, then felt the next few shoot out and soak into the fur around his and Tristan's crotch.
The fox felt cum shooting into his sheath, and his paw got a healthy coating from where he held onto Jamie's balls. "Damn, I forgot how much you can shoot," he said, sliding his paw further forward to squeeze the base of the otter's cock.
Jamie carefully pulled backwards, watching as cum flowed from the fox's sheath. "I hadn't gotten off for a few days, since I knew I'd been seeing you guys," he admitted sheepishly. His cock pulled free, and the fox's paw slid up along it, fingering under his foreskin before it withdrew.
"Heh, same," Cody said, playing with his member while he watched. "Now move, so I can try."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm moving," the otter said with a laugh, trying to keep from falling off the couch. He settled in on the other end of the couch and watched as Cody moved into the same position he'd just been in.
Tristan stared at the zebra's striped back, wishing he could look down and see what he was doing. "Just... go easy on me."
"I'm not that much thicker than rudderbutt over there," Cody said, carefully sliding his fingers into the fox's sheath to try and pry it open.
"Your head is definitely thicker." The fox gasped as the head of the equine length finally slipped into his sheath. It was thicker than Jamie's, but not unmanageable.
"You okay?" Cody asked, only two inches deep. It already felt good, but he didn't want to hurt his friend.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm good," Tristan said, closing his eyes and relaxing on the cushions.
Jamie sat between the fox's legs on the end of the couch, watching as the zebra's cock bulged the fox's sheath, displacing more of his cum back out onto Tristan's crotch. "Damn, I don't know what's more fun. Getting to fuck your sheath, or watch someone else do it," he said, idly stroking his fingers over his half-hard shaft.
Cody was holding onto the sheath while he thrust, enjoying the warm, tight feeling. "I don't know, feels pretty damn good."
Tristan squirmed beneath the equine and put both his paws on Cody's back. "Ah, y-yeah, too bad you can't feel what it's like to be on the receiving end. It feels really weird, but good at the same time."
The zebra whickered and pumped his hips forward, able to go just deep enough that his medial ring could slip inside. "I see why you didn't last long," he told Jamie.
The otter chuckled and slipped one of his feet paws up to nudge Tristan's balls. "Told you."
Cody humped into Tristan's sheath, heart rate increasing as he drew closer with each second. He wanted to go all out like he normally could while fucking someone, but having to hold back just built the anticipation that much more.
"You two better pay me back for using my sheath like this," Tristan said. Even though he hadn't gotten hard, it was still a lot of teasing. He wormed both paws down his chest and between Cody's legs until he got a nice handful of equine balls.
The zebra's hips twitched and jerked as he fought to hold himself back. He saw the head of his cock flare inside the fox's sheath, barely able to fully expand in the tight confines. His hips slowed to a crawl, and he moaned as his orgasm washed over him. Cum flooded into the fox's sheath, filling it to the brim before gushing back out over Tristan's stomach. Cody tugged back, the flared equine head catching at the end of the fox's sheath before another jet of cum popped it free.
Jamie let out a yip as an errant rope of zebra cum sprayed his way, landing on his stomach and thigh. "Hey, watch where you point that thing!" he teased.
Cody wasn't listening as he just jerked himself through the last of his orgasm, a couple more ropes landing on the otter, though most made a mess of the couch. When his balls were empty, he sat back on the fox's stomach and let out a content sigh. "Damn. That felt great."
Tristan grunted at the weight settling onto his stomach. "You're going to help me clean this couch, you know."
"At least it's leather," Jamie pointed out. The otter looked at the fox's sheath where several inches of pink fox cock were now sticking free, liberally covered in horse and otter cum. He scooted forward and squeezed at the fuzzy, sticky pouch.
"Just gonna jerk him off?" Cody asked, watching as the fox's canine length started swelling under the otter's paw.
Jamie stuck his tongue out at the zebra. "Hey, it's fun to do. Aren't you going to help?"
Cody snickered. "I don't think he needs four hands for that, but I know what else he likes," he said. He eased himself up off the fox's stomach and turned around, bringing the flared head of his shaft down against Tristan's muzzle.
The fox had had his eyes closed, and he jumped when he felt it smack into his face. He didn't need any more encouragement as he just leaned forward and began licking and nuzzling at the zebra's shaft. "Don't think this gets you out of clean up."
Cody shivered as two paws wrapped around his cock, stimulating it more than he preferred after having just came. He didn't say anything, though, but just ground forward into those paws, smearing cum along Tristan's muzzle.
Jamie's used the zebra's cum as lube as he jerked over the fox's shaft, one paw focusing on the swelling knot at the base. It didn't take long before the fat bulb of flesh was fully swollen, and he squeezed beneath it. He could see Tristan squirming, his toes curling, and he knew that the fox was close. "Go on, let it out," he cooed.
Tristan's squeezed his eyes shut as he felt his orgasm building. The telltale tingle at the base of his cock intensified every time the otter's paw squeezed his knot. "Ah, fuck. Just... just-" he didn't finish the sentence, but instead arched up into the otter's paws with a strained cry.
Cum shot from the fox's cock, landing along Cody's back as Tristan kept stroking. The otter kept Tristan's cock angled towards the zebra, and he watched as rope after rope spider-webbed across the striped equine hide. When he squeezed down particularly hard on the fox's knot, he even managed to shoot a couple strands up to Cody's neck.
The zebra waited until he saw Jamie go limp on the couch before he stood up. "Damn, how much was there?" he asked, leaning forward so it wouldn't run down his body.
"Here," Jamie wiped his paws off on Tristan's thighs before grabbing his phone to take a quick pic.
Cody let out a low whistle at the sight and laughed. "Damn. Wish that had been my face," he said.
The fox just lay there, sticky and happy. "We can do that tomorrow."
Jamie hopped up from the couch and gave the fox's leg a slap. "Come on. Shower, then more games."
"I just wanna lay here. I'm tired." Tristan laced his words with a pathetic whine.
Cody nudged Jamie with an elbow and smirked. "What about round two in your room and then a shower?" he asked.
The fox's eyes opened, and he sat up from the couch. "Fine, fine, I'm up."
Jamie laughed and shook his head as they followed the fox through the apartment towards the bedroom. "I guess he hasn't had enough dick." he teased.
Tristan hopped up onto his bed, careless of the mess they'd make. He winked at the other two as they followed him in. "Hey, it's like my sheath. There's always room for more."