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I wrote this for Linkin Monroe's "Dobie March Madness Contest". It's kind of late, but it's still March! And it feels a little rushed, to me, but, I wrote this, firstly and foremost, for myself. I enjoyed writing this. I wrote it all in one sitting and I had a blast writing it. I hope he enjoys it. I hope you ALL enjoy it! So let me know what you all think, and please leave comments and rate it!

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Cameron fished around inside the cooler before pulling out another beer, popping the top off and throwing the cap back into the ice. "I can't believe how many people showed up... I really didn't think it was going to be more than ten to twenty people." He said, laughing to try and hide his nervousness as he glanced over at the otter at his side.

"Dude, come on... You threw a party at your parent's mansion while they were gone. Did you think people were just going to ignore the invitation?" The otter leaned back on the wicker lounge, stretching his legs out and yawning a bit as he looked across the pool as people laughed and drank, no small number of them swimming around, most completely naked.

The dobie just smirked and shook his head, taking a large drink before sitting on the edge of the otter's lounge. "You don't think anything will get broken, do you?" He asked, a bit concerned as he glanced back towards the three-story house, music practically shaking the ground as it blasted from inside the large foyer. "Kyle? KYLE! Do you?"

The otter snapped his attention back to the otter, blushing a bit under his white fur and laughing a bit, rubbing a paw over the back of his neck. "Ah, uh, no, I doubt it. Sam, Jason, and Tyler said they didn't want to be drinking again after last night, so they thought it'd be fun to act as "bouncers". I'm sure things will be fine, just maybe a bit messy for you to clean up... but you've never seemed to mind messes..." Kyle added, voice trailing off as his eyes went back to the vixen who was laughing with one of her friends in the pool, her hair wet and hanging around her face cutely as she took a sip of her beer, perky breasts clearly visible from where they were sitting.

Cameron followed the otter's gaze, shaking his head and sighing, trying not to smile. "Oh come on... You wouldn't even know what to DO with a chick." He said, grinning down at Kyle knowingly and reaching a paw down to gently pat the otter's stomach, rubbing it through his t-shirt.

Kyle's small ears flicked a bit and he huffed, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes dramatically. "Course I would, how hard could it be? She's so damn hot, too..." He shifted a bit, ignoring the growing bulge in his shorts as his gaze flicked from her back to the dobie sitting at his side.

"Uh huh... She's alright... But you know she can't fuck you like I can, right?" Cameron whispered, growling a bit as he slid the paw down to the otter's crotch and gave his firming shaft a squeeze through the fabric.

The otter inhaled a bit and his body stiffened, moving back on the lounge to sit up a little higher. "Hey now, I could... still manage to... have some fun with her... I could totally be on top, too, you know!" He protested, his shaft completely hard now as the dobie's paw traveled over it, rubbing across the head.

"Yeah, I don't think I've ever seen you on top... With ANYONE." Cam squeezed down a bit and leaned down to nose against the otter's ears, grinning a bit. "Sides, everyone knows how much you like knots..." The dobie snaked out his tongue and licked across the otter's ear, making him squirm and rub at it annoyedly, face completely red.

"You're evil and I hate you." Kyle whispered, blushing furiously as the dog's paw squeezed him firmly through his pants, a small damp spot appearing at the head as he was teased further.

Cameron just grinned wide and popped open the button on his friend's shorts, quickly pulling down the zipper and tugging his friend's member out into the cool air. "Don't worry, I'm not going to leave you... pointing..." He said, laughing a bit as he watched the otter's face flush, his paws moving to cover himself.

"Wh-what are you doing! There's like, fifty people out here!" The otter protested, squirming a bit as his paws were pulled away, a firm grip on his shaft making him shiver slightly.

The dobie just leaned over him and gave one of his small ears a gentle nip, murring loudly as his paw stroked the otter's length. "So? It's my party... most of them are drunk... and... I want to play with your junk. You gonna stop me?" He asked, growling playfully as he glanced down at the otter's uncut shaft, pre dripping from his uncut head as Cam's paw tugged the foreskin back and forth over it.

Kyle's face was red from embarrassment as he squirmed, eyes looking everywhere to see if anyone had noticed or was watching. So far they remained undetected. "N-no... I guess not..." The otter replied, defeated. He let out a soft groan as he felt another paw move down and give his full orbs a gentle squeeze, his legs spreading to let the dobie have more room.

Cameron growled a bit louder, carefully tugging Kyle's shorts down a bit more so he could have full access. The otter's length was fairly impressive, and he'd always been quite messy. Cameron secretly loved getting to play with the otter, either getting soaked, or watching Kyle soak himself. Today he felt like watching the latter. His paw stroked over the otter's length a bit faster, watching as pre started splashing up onto his stomach, darkening his red t-shirt. The canine could feel his own length straining in his shorts, half out of his sheath already, but he wasn't going to take care of that yet.

The otter had always been a little easy to get off, and Cameron didn't mind at all. He was a perfect warm up for what he had planned for tonight. Cameron squirmed a bit himself as he squeezed and teased over the otter's uncut head, smearing pre everywhere and watching Kyle's face. The otter was panting a bit faster not, shivering, face twitching as he neared his end. A few people had noticed them now, and they'd mentioned it to their friends. Cameron grinned to himself, even as a few camera flashes went off, hushed whispers and laughs coming from some of the people nearby. No one had directly said anything, and it seemed like most people were content to just watch, and not gawk. Or maybe they were feeling a bit uneasy about the whole thing, it didn't matter.

Kyle's muzzle was hanging open and his paws gripped the sides of the lounge, back arching slightly as he pressed his cock up into the dobie's paw. "I-I'm r-really close... oh god... I hate you..." He said, eyes squeezed shut, tail swaying a bit beneath him. His cock was spurting pre along his shirt and he whined a bit from the pleasure. Cameron's paw continued teasing and stroking along the length, his other paw tugging lightly on the otter's balls. He kept the dripping cock pointed up at the otter, shifting a bit so that anyone watching could see. His own sheath was drenched in pre at this point, but it was far from his mind. He heard the fake shutter sound of someones phone as another picture was taken and he growled excitedly, squeezing Kyle's cock firmly.

A sharp yelp caught the attention of a few of the people who just walked out from the house and one of the guys exclaiming, "Whoa!" at the sight. The otter's face burned with humiliation as he came hard, a thick rope of cum splashing over his face messily. He shook almost violently as he rode out his orgasm, the canine's paw not relenting as he was stroked through several more ropes of cum that coated his face and neck, leaving wet, sticky trails over his shirt. Cam just murred happily, wiping his paw off on the otter's thigh, chuckling a bit as he stood up, stretching his arms upwards.

Kyle shuddered as he opened his eyes, looking down over the mess across his front, licking some off his lips. He spotted the vixen he'd been eyeing leaning over the edge of the pool and watching him. She laughed and covered her muzzle, smiling a bit up at him. Kyle could only close his eyes and lean back, sighing contently. "I could kill you right now..."

"What, with everyone watching?" He said, exaggerating a little as he glanced around, noting that only a handful were actually paying them any attention, and most were losing interest now that the show was over. "I'm going to head inside. You should... well, not problem. I'll find you again later." He said, laughing a bit as he walked off towards his house, adjusting himself as he passed a few of the voyeurs, a few grinning at him as he pretended to ignore them.

He knew who he was looking for now, and he knew exactly where to find him. He pushed open the door to one of the nearby rooms, a few of his friends hanging out inside and playing pool while the rest drank and talked with each other. Leaning against the wall with his arm around some panther, was his friend Taren. The buck was a few inches taller than him and his antlers, though only half through the season, added almost a foot past that. The dobie strode across the room and pushed against the buck, who hadn't noticed him.

Before Taren could talk the dobie reached up and grabbed him by the base of his antlers, pulling him down into a forceful kiss. The buck struggled for a second, still caught off guard, but recognized the dobie's familiar scent and kissed back. He eventually broke the kiss, laughing a bit as he squeezed the dog close. "Well hey to you to. What's up?" Taren asked, grinning as he scritched along the dobie's back and sides, feeling the slight bulge pressing against his own crotch.

"Just looking for you. Thought I'd find you here." Cameron replied, growling playfully and giggling as he took a step back, paw running over the buck's button-up shirt, catching on the waistband of his jeans.

Taren nodded, reaching a paw over to rest on the panther's shoulder, letting him know that he wasn't forgotten. "Yeah, I was playing some pool a bit, just taking a break. This is Daniel. Daniel this is Cameron." He said, nodding his head towards the canine.

Daniel smiled warmly and nodded his head as well. "Oh, so this is your place, then?" He asked, looking around and beaming brightly. The panther was wearing a bright blue shirt and a pair of khaki shorts, a few industrial piercings going through each ear. His short, black headfur was spiked up with gel, unlike the buck's whose headfur was little more than a dark brown tuft.

"Yeah, I didn't except there to be so many people... but... can't complain." Cam replied, grinning at the panther and then turning his attention back to his friend, growling playfully. "You... up for doing anything? Kyle got me... rather worked up..." He asked, the paw on the deer's jeans giving them a light tug downwards, even if they couldn't be worked off.

The buck's chest rumbled a bit as he let his arm drape over the panther's shoulder, hugging him near a bit and grinning at the dog, shaking his head. "Some people have no formality, no tact, no pretense..." He said to the panther, laughing a bit and grinning back towards the dobie. "How many have you had tonight? This isn't quite like you."

"Mmm, five, I think. And it's not my fault, it's that damn otter's fault." The dobie protested, chuckling and righting himself, short stub of a tail wagging back and forth happily.

"Oh really, that one?" Taren asked, nodding towards the door as Kyle walked in. His shirt was now missing and his shorts were back in place. He spotted the trio in the corner and made his way over.

Cameron smirked and leaned against the otter as he felt an arm around his own shoulders. "Yeah, his fault." He muttered, smirking at Kyle whose eyes widened.

"What? My fault? If you mean what I think you mean, that was ALL your fault! You're the one who... you know." He said, blushing faintly and smiling up at the buck who was chuckling at him.

"Daniel, this is Kyle. Kyle, Daniel." The buck mentioned, doing his best to keep everyone introduced, enjoying the playful bickering of his friends.

The panther was grinning wide as he listened, wondering exactly what was going on, though he had some idea. "So... you all... Do stuff together, then?" He asked, glancing from deer to otter to canine.

Cameron winked at the panther, popping open the button on the deer's jeans as he let his other arm wrap around Kyle's waist. "Well... on occasion..."

Kyle scoffed loudly and shook his head, looking at Daniel and nodding exaggeratedly. "Yeah, on "occasion"."

Taren reached his free paw down to squeeze the dobie's prying paw, smirking at him and laughing. "You know... I never said yes... But, you let me fuck you, here, and... sure, I'll agree to that."

The dobie's face flushed a bit and he chewed on his tongue, thinking about the deal for a moment. He didn't feel like bottoming, especially for someone as big as the deer, but it gave him an idea. "How about... we play a game of pool? Winner gets to top the other?" He asked, grinning a bit as both the otter and panther's ears perked up a bit.

"Hah, no way. You've got way more practice than I do... How about... darts?" He asked, looking over to the currently unoccupied dart board.

Cameron looked over at it and shook his head, shrugging. "Nah... I doubt I could hit the board... We need something that we're both good at... or equally bad at." The dobie said, smirking a bit as he thought about what they could do.

Daniel shifted a bit before speaking up. "H-how about... Kyle and I blow you two... and whoever cums first has to bottom?" He suggested, laughing nervously at the thought, eyes flicking up to the deer next to him, Kyle's muzzle opening to say something, but declining.

The dobie grinned wide at the thought, looking up at Taren and nodding in agreement. "I'll agree to that... You?"

The buck grunted and stood up straight, standing back against the wall and looking over at the panther with a grin. "Yeah, sure. But, they have to switch a bit, so it's fair." He insisted, glancing around the room at the couple others that were still playing pool. No one had paid them any heed yet, but that was sure to change.

"Deal." Cam said, reaching his paw forward and unzipping the buck's jeans, pushing them down. The buck always went commando and his heavy sheath and balls came into view, Daniel purring loudly at the sight. Taren didn't say anything as he let his jeans get pulled down as Daniel slowly sank to his knees in front of the cervine.

Kyle did the same for the dobie, tugging his shorts and boxers down, the canine's length already half-hard and damp from all the pre. The otter slowly kneeled down with his back to the feline as he glanced up at Cameron, murring happily. He could smell the canine easily and pushed his muzzle forward, taking the canine's shaft between his lips as his tongue pushed forward and slid inside the dog's sheath. Cameron gasped at the feeling, his shaft firming quickly as his paws rest on the otter's shoulders. Part of him wondered if he agreed too hastily. His shaft was filling out rapidly and the otter had always been really good at pushing his buttons.

The otter's tongue dragged around inside his sheath, making him squirm and pant a bit. Kyle's muzzle pushed down further, skinning back the furry covering with his lips, the tip of the leaky shaft pressing against the back of his throat. Inwardly, the otter wanted to make Cam lose, just so he could see the dog get fucked. He knew that it had happened before, but he'd never been witness to such an act. One of his paws moved up and started squeezing the base of the dog's shaft periodically, the other cupping the dog's brown balls.

Daniel was murring happily as he ran his paws along the buck's thighs, eyeing that creamy white sheath. He pressed his blunt muzzle in against it, nosing the entrance as his rough, feline tongue started dragging up along the sheath, one of his paws squeezing and tugging on the deer's balls. His tail curled around behind him, finding the otter's rudder and coiling around it playfully. He'd never done anything out in the open before and his cheeks burned a bit from the nervousness, though under his black fur, it stayed hidden.

Taren's shaft was slow to emerge at first, but when the cat's tongue swiped over the entrance of his sheath he groaned softly. A paw worked its way up and gripped the furry holder, squeezing the protected member. The buck groaned happily and then inhaled sharply as that tongue pushed inside his sheath, tracing the underside of his member. He'd never had anything in his sheath before and the sensation, albeit odd, made his legs shiver a bit, his member pushing out a few more inches and resting against the panther's cheek.

The feline pulled his tongue out after a few more teasing swipes and he started stroking the deer's emerging length with a paw, muzzle suckling on the head as it grew and thickened in his grasp. He moaned happily as it pushed out further, almost nine inches after it was fully hard and his own length was rock hard, pressing against his khakis needfully. He kept the buck's bet in mind, though, and ignored himself, concentrating on the cervine's shaft. It was almost a bit to thick to fit into his muzzle, but Daniel wanted it nearly as bad as the the buck did. He pushed himself down, forcing himself to take more and more of the deer's cock into his muzzle. There was some resistance when the fat head pressed against the back of his throat, but he relaxed and pushed forward, taking the last few inches as he deep-throat his new friend, swallowing around the meat and feeling the buck shudder from the feeling.

Both the dobie and the buck were watching as the two between them bobbed their muzzles back and forth, occasionally pulling back all the way to let their paws take over while they rested their muzzles. A couple of the people in the room had left, and three others remained, idly watching the pair as they continued their game of pool, not wanting to interrupt, but not wanting to miss anything either. The lion had taken out his phone as was recording the whole thing, passing it off to one of the others while they played, so they wouldn't miss anything. Taren and Cam were aware of what was going on, and did nothing to discourage it as they both humped a little into their partner's muzzles.

The canine's shaft sprayed droplets of pre over the otter's muzzle whenever he pulled back and he just murred happily, paws working that slick length and tongue teasing the tip. He felt the buck's paw on his shoulder and the panther shifting around behind him, and they slowly swapped places. Kyle gazed up at Taren and grinned, pulling the cervine's member down so he could rub the head against his cheek, sighing contently. The deer wasn't nearly as prolific as either he nor Cameron, but a thick bead of pre oozed out and smeared through the otter's cheek fur as he gripped from the base and squeezed up along the deer's length.

Taren groaned happily and pushed forward when the otter's muzzle closed over the head of his shaft. He had been with Kyle on numerous occasions and he knew the otter could take him to the root. The otter gagged only a little as he pressed himself in completely, enjoying the sensation as the back of the otter's throat massaged him. Paws were toying with his balls and squeezing the base of his cock and he realized that he was enjoying the feeling all too much. Kyle definitely knew how to get him going and he could feel himself getting closer to the edge. He wanted to stop the otter, but it felt too much like cheating, so he leaned back against the wall, trying to do his best to ignore how good it felt as it slid back and forth along his cock.

The otter knew just how far he could push the deer without getting him to cum. He didn't want Taren to lose, after all, so he kept him on the edge, slurping along the length as he squeezed in all the right places to make the deer gush without tipping over. He could feel just how wet his own shorts were starting to get at this point and he couldn't help but shiver excitedly at how well this night had been going. First with Cameron, then the cute vixen giving him her number, and now this.

Cameron's paws squeezed and scritched along the panther's shoulders as that rough, feline tongue traced along his knot. Daniel was able to take the canine to the base with much greater ease than the buck, and the dobie's knot was fully engorged at this point. His lips pressed against it, kissing it as his tongue snaked out and teased over every vein he could find. He found himself having to swallow quite often to keep up with the canine's flow and pre dribbled from the corners of his muzzle, small rivulets running down his chin and neck. He was sure he was going to get the dobie off, one of his paws squeezing and tugging on the hefty sac, hoping to push him over.

As much as Cameron was enjoying the attention to his shaft, the feline didn't seem to quite know what he was doing with a canine. It felt good, there was no doubt about that, but one firm squeeze on his knot, and a sharp tug, and he'd have been on all fours with the deer up his ass. He sighed happily and allowed himself to hump into the cat's muzzle, tongue lolling out as his knot lightly tapped Daniel's lips, each small thrust causing a little bit of pre to run out of his muzzle.

They stayed like that for another few minutes, Taren doing his best to hang on while he was kept from climax. The otter had unzipped his pants to relieve the pressure, Daniel following suit after he'd heard the otter's zipper. Neither touched themselves just yet as they continued on their partners, though the otter's length made quite the mess of his shorts, the feline's shaft just jutting up out of his jeans and staying mostly dry. This time, it was Cameron who initiated the switch, pulling Kyle back over towards him.

Kyle spotted the canine's knot and as soon as his muzzle closed around the leaky tip, one of his paws moved and squeezed down on the thick ball of flesh. Cameron's knees shook a bit and he fought back a whine, body tensing. He was already so close and the attention to his knot was almost too much. Taren was in the same boat, however, and when Daniel's tongue swiped across the underside of his head, the buck nearly lost it. Pre oozed from the head of the buck's shaft and the feline squeezed around he middle with both paws, starting to lap along the underside.

A few licks, and the deer could have recovered, but when more pre oozed out, the cat returned to licking, working that sweet spot right under his head. He let out a loud groan as he came hard, a thick blast of cum streaking over the panther's muzzle and even splattering a bit against the back of Kyle's neck. Daniel gasped in surprise and pulled back, taking a shot of cum square in the face, coating his black fur with the deer's white seed. He pushed forward fast, though, and managed to let the deer finish in his muzzle, struggling to take the next few shots as cum poured across his tongue, and then from the corners of his mouth.

Kyle didn't let up at all on the dobie's length, tugging on that knot and working his other paw behind it to squeeze. He felt a splash of something on the back of his neck accompanying the buck's groan and he knew the dobie had won. He pulled off in defeat, only to find out just how close he'd been. The dobie barked out as he came hard as well, cum painting the otter's white face and even leaving trails of cum over the panther's shoulder and the buck's abs. Kyle just murred happily and closed his eyes, stroking the dobie through his orgasm as he felt the warm seed running down over his face and chest.

It was a few minutes before any of them had spoken and one of the three playing pool had excused himself, leaving the lion and fox just watching as they continued their game, turns taking a lot longer at this point. "S-so... I guess... I win, then." The dobie said, panting a bit and standing up straight, giving his cock a squeeze above the knot, cum drooling out to drop on the floor. Daniel and Kyle were panting a bit, moving out from between the pair as they stayed on the ground, looking up at the two and wondering what would happen next.

Taren sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, running his paws down his shirt, shaking his head before slowly undoing all the buttons, letting his jeans fall completely and kicking them aside. "Yeah... yeah you win... This time." he said, smirking a bit as he stripped completely, folding his arms over his chest, half-hard cock parallel to the ground now, a long strand of cum hanging down towards the ground. "You were right, too... it is Kyle's fault..." He added, glaring, in jest, at the otter who smiled sheepishly.

The dobie stepped forward and pulled the cervine's arms from his chest, tugging him over to the pool table, smirking at the two that were still there. "Sorry, but... I really need a table right now..." He said, grinning wide as he kicked his shorts away, leaving his shirt on.

The lion's eyes were wide and he blushed a bit, still holding the phone in front of him, recording. "U-uh, yeah, that's... fine... I don't... even know what color I was..." he said, looking over to the fox who shrugged silently, stepping away from the table and going around to join the lion at the side as they stayed out of the way.

The buck grunted as he was pushed backwards onto the felt surface, grimacing from discomfort as he reached behind him and pushed a few of the balls away and into some of the pockets. "Your balls were in the way..." He said cheekily, grinning up at the dobie who was climbing up onto the table.

Cameron shook his head in dismay, chuckling as he pulled Taren's legs up, his shaft pressing up between the buck's cheeks, smearing cum along his cleft. "You're a horrible person..." The dog teased, humping his cock along the deer's passage, teasing him a bit as he watched the buck squirm.

Kyle and Daniel had stripped down and they moved to the other end of the pool table, content to stand against it as the otter spread his legs for the panther behind him. Daniel had pushed himself in quickly, making the otter gasp and whine at the roughness, but just push back needfully as he dripped on the floor.

The pair atop the table were ignoring them, however, just staring at each other in lust as the dog ground his cock between the buck's firm cheeks, short stubby tail whipping back and forth, liable to break itself if it were longer. Finally, Taren just let out a soft whine and leaned backwards. "Stop teasing me... just fuck me..."

The dobie nodded, muzzle hanging open a bit as he pulled back, letting his tip drag down until it was against the deer's entrance. He pushed himself forward, hearing the buck sigh in relief as he sunk in to the hilt, knot having deflated enough for him to pop it inside for now. Taren was able to take someone twice his size with ease, and still managed to stay tight enough to make the dobie's head spin every time he squeezed down. The dobie's hips didn't stay still for long. After holding himself there for a few seconds, he pulled back and slammed back in, gripping the buck's legs firmly. He groaned and started thrusting, tip to knot, balls slapping against the buck's short tufted tail.

Taren grit his teeth, cock hardening as his prostate was assaulted on each jab. His paws moved behind him and gripped the edge of the pool table, legs wrapping around the dobie's waist as he was pounded into. He tilted his head forward to get a better look when two paws reached forward and grabbed his antlers near the base. He gasped out and groaned at the feeling, the move always making him shiver when the dobie was dominant. Cameron was pounding away and starting to growl as he hung onto the antlers for leverage, hunching over the deer and giving hard, powerful thrusts that were gaining speed.

Kyle made a sharp whining sound as he came hard, the panther still pumping away behind him. Beneath the pool table, the fox was pawing himself off as he stroked the otter's length through orgasm, fox seed splattering along with the otter's mess as the lion taped it all, naked from the waist down as he stroked himself as well. Taren opened his eyes, unable to turn around to see the otter with the paws on his antlers. He groaned out as he felt the thick knot starting to grow, stretching his entrance a bit more.

Cameron looked almost like a feral beast above him, his body shaking, shirt starting to show signs of sweat from his exertion as he drove himself back and forth in the buck's passage. He'd just cum not more than ten minutes ago, and already he felt himself approaching his climax. It didn't slow him down in the least, and he hammered in harder, knot too big to simply pop back and forth now. It banged against the buck's entrance, begging for entry as the dobie leaned down, pressing his nose to the deer's and growling in pleasure.

Taren panted through his open muzzle, paws gripping the table behind him as he let out a soft whine, almost unfitting to his masculine form. "Tie me.. do it now. Just tie me." He said, panting and squeezing down as hard as he could on the dobie, cock pulsing on his chest, ready to blow again with the attention to his most sensitive spot.

Daniel had managed to hold out for this long before he pulled himself out of the otter, grinding his cock up against the cleft of Kyle's ass and against his thick tail as he came, leaving a few streaks of cum on the otter's back. The lion caught that on his phone before he focusing it down on his own, thick leonine member, his fox friend kneeling before him and lapping at the head as cum painted the fox's face and muzzle, the lion growling out and suppressing a roar.

The dobie growled and hunched forward a bit more, biting down hard on the deer's neck as he shoved forward as hard as he could, knot breaching the deer's entrance and locking them together. Cameron was vaguely aware of cum splashing against his chest and neck as Taren blew his load between them. His hips jerked back and forth rapidly, knot tugging at the buck's entrance as he groaned into Taren's neck before barking and biting down again. Cum flooded the cervine's passage, some leaking out from around his knot as he continued humping, whole body shaking and convulsing before he just collapsed on top of the deer, the position a bit awkward on the table, but being too exhausted to care.

Silence hung in the air for several minutes as everyone caught their breath, shaking and shivering in the aftershocks of pleasure, glancing at each other sheepishly and looking at the mess that was around the table. The felt would have to be cleaned off, and the carpet had copious amounts of fox and otter cum at one end of the table. The lion turned off the recording finally and just groaned happily, closing his eyes for a moment.

Cameron lifted himself up to look down at Taren, grinning before giving him a soft kiss. "Maybe next time I'll let you win..." He said, grinning and flexing his cock in the deer's ass, making him shiver and nod.

"Believe me... nothing's gonna stop me from fucking you next time..." He replied, grinning up at the dobie and running his paws over Cameron's shoulders, some of his cum smearing into the black fur.

Kyle just sat down on the floor next to the panther, leaning against him when he sat down as well. "Mmmph... hey... Can... can I get a copy of that video?" He asked, looking over to the lion and blushing deeply, and smiling warmly.

The lion opened his eyes, looking over at the otter and blinking before nodding. "Oh... uhm.. yeah, sure." He said, giggling nervously and rubbing a clean paw up through the back of his mane.

The dobie lifted his head up to look over at the lion, giggling at the situation before laughing and shaking his head, the rest of them laughing as well at the whole situation as they relaxed, chatting for a while after before getting themselves cleaned up. Now he was sure people would show up to the next party.

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I wrote this for Linkin Monroe's "Dobie March Madness Contest". It's kind of late, but it's still March! And it feels a little rushed, to me, but, I wrote this, firstly and foremost, for myself. I enjoyed writing this. I wrote it all in one sitting and I had a blast writing it. I hope he enjoys it. I hope you ALL enjoy it! So let me know what you all think, and please leave comments and rate it!