S1: After Practice
Two furry masses stumbled into the empty locker rooms, bodies crashing against walls and lockers with tremendous bangs that would be sure to wake the dead. A husky had his lips locked with a panda, rewarding him with blushes and groaning swoons as they went at each other with wild abandon. Sports gear was peeled off, tossed aside and forgotten about as the two guys continued their raunchy groping and snogging.
"Fuck Mac!" The panda moaned, tapping his head against a locker as he leant back, the husky travelling down to the nape of his neck and nibbling there. His paws clasped around Mac's back, brushing through the thick fur and kneading the muscle as he tried to gain purchase, murring contentedly. The husky merely grinned, his paws devilishly sneaking their way up the panda's shirt and tweaking at his nipples gently, taunting him along.
"Moan for me, baby..." Mac huffed, panting heavily as he watched the panda's reaction, "I want people to hear you moan for miles, Isaiah." He gave the left nub a decidedly daring pinch, eliciting a staggered grunt from Isaiah, his face contorted between pain and pleasure. With each evil tweak, twirl and tug, Mac made his boyfriend shudder ever more, up until the point where Isaiah was a shivering with barely restrained desire.
Growling, Mac finally caved in and let Isaiah go, gently laying him down onto one of the benches. The panda did as he was directed, and a slight whimper escaped his muzzle as the husky snatched away the shorts that hid away Isaiah's jockstrap. The fabric smelt of musk and sweat, and Mac couldn't hold himself back as he nuzzled into the panda's crotch, licking along the outline of a bugle that had begun to grow.
"M... Mac!" Isaiah whined, his paws clawing at the woodwork of the bench within a grip that made his knuckles go white. It was clear that the panda was inexperienced, but that didn't stop the husky from having fun. With slow, languish movements, taking his time and savouring each little whimpering second from the panda, Mac plucked at the waistband and pulled down. Rolling out from its confines, a pair of plump balls and a fattening sheath exposed themselves to the cool air. Not wasting any more time, Mac leant down and got to work on those balls, sliding his tongue over the sack with slobbered licks. He reached up with a paw and began rubbing down Isaiah's stomach with large circles, running his fingers over the soft abdomen as his free paw snaked down to squeeze and fondly his own rapidly growing junk.
Mac soon grew tired though of just simply washing over those panda balls, and so he moved up to the main attraction. Prising back the fuzzy sheath, the husky smacked his lips as he saw the panda's shaft come into view, peeking its way out until it began to glide out effortlessly, bobbing with the other male's pulse. The husky bent down over it, kissing the very tip ever so gently, slyly smiling as he watched the whole of Isaiah's body shudder and flinch, moaning in bliss as his eyes were clenched tightly shut.
That's what you get for being such a tease and sleeping with nobody, Mac thought as he flicked his tongue around that swelling head. It had taken all his persuasion just to get his boyfriend on board with finally putting out. It had taken him even more skill just to get Isaiah to agree to have some fun in public, albeit in an abandoned changing room. Most of the class had gone home, and the only risk now was being caught by either the coach or the janitor. Here they were now though; Isaiah laid flat and panting on a bench with Mac getting the cock he had wanted for such a long time.
Running his tongue along the sides, he could taste the pent up need to release, an urge that the panda had graciously ignored for so long. Even now, Mac predicted his boyfriend was gonna have a heavy load if those balls and smell were anything to go by. Carefully opening his maw, he lowered himself onto that meat, lips wrapping around into a perfect seal around the velvet flesh. He began to suckle, devouring the length with unrestrained need and lust, giving in to his horniness. The taste was salty yet sweet, mixed with an earthy tang that Mac couldn't quite place but thoroughly enjoyed. Wagging his giant fluffy tail behind him, Mac glanced up at Isaiah, who had now recovered somewhat and was simply panting at him with a lopsided expression of satisfaction, eyes barely lidded as an idle paw stroked over Mac's face. Despite being the top in the relationship, there was nothing the husky loved more than guzzling cock... But there was something else he loved too.
Without releasing Isaiah's tool from his muzzle, Mac haphazardly turned around and clambered up onto the bench, his knees either side of the panda's head. He wiggled his hips, pulling down with one paw at his own jockstrap, letting his thick husky dick fall free and slap against Isaiah's face. They both knew the drill; Isaiah had sucked his mate off many times before as consolation for not being as sexually active, and so with expert skill, he opened his cock-sucking mouth and accepted the meat offered to him, feeling it sink down his gullet as Mac thrust his groin deep into the other's face.
Isaiah moaned around the bitter, musky taste of the husky's cock, swirling his tongue just above the knot as it swelled against his lips. Each time he sucked in just the right way gave him a sudden flush of pre down his throat, just as he tried to control himself and stop his hips from jutting forwards into Mac's warm maw. Just as he licked and nuzzled at the husky's dick, he could feel the same sensations against his own, moistness enveloping him, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. Mac was getting near too; his cock was straining hard inside Isaiah's muzzle as the knot began to bulge out like a balloon, bigger than a grapefruit. Isaiah had a small clue what to do next. Reaching up and stroking over Mac's throbbing balls, he traced with a fingerpad along until he wrapped two fingers around the base, simulating a tie as Mac began to hump with little care into Isaiah's mouth, cumming hard. The panda spluttered as a thick load shot its way down his throat, making him choke just a little at the force but swallowing and moaning all the same. The feeling of being filled up and with that hot mouth over his cock, he began to shoot off too, firing off ribbons of cum. Mac groaned, gulping down load after load of jizz that never seemed to end, squeezing those balls gently as they continued to churn out what seemed like a gallon of seed. Soon, it became too much, and the husky was forced off of Isaiah's crotch, cum spilling out from around his lips and pouring over his groin.
Finally, as the stream of hot panda batter abated, Mac admired his boyfriend's handiwork as he rubbed a paw into the cum-covered abdomen, slick and gloopy.
"Holy shit Isaiah..." he hissed in pleasure, "You're such a beautiful cummer..."
"You're not so bad yourself," Isaiah replied bashfully, still licking and cleaning up the husky's softening rod. He yipped quietly whilst Mac grabbed his overly sensitive cock and stroked it mischievously, "What're you doing?"
"How about we take this to the shower? If that's the first time you've cum, then I want that virgin ass..."