Writing Practice 4
#4 of Writing Practice
Just another bit of random writing practice. My daily hour of writing to try and get creativity flowing through my brain. They're short, rough, and not going to be of a high quality.
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"It's not that hard anymore, really. I used to barely be able to reach the tip, but I worked on it, and did stretches. Now it's a piece of cake to take the whole thing." Liam admitted, blushing faintly through his grey fur. It was a late Saturday night, and after coming back from a couple of the dorm parties, and drinking too much beer, he and two of his suite-mates were hanging out and talking about sex, like any growing male is wont to do.
Steven, a short, but fit, wolf just shook his head in disbelief, reclining in the otter's computer chair. "I know you lutrines are flexible, but come on... You can really... deep-throat it?"
"You can. Why is it hard to believe that he can?" Zack asked, snickering as he looked over at the white wolf. The roo was the tallest of the three, wearing only a pair of athletic shorts now, shirt lost at the last party. He shared the adjoining room with Steven, and Liam's roommate was currently gone.
The wolf's face flushed at the comment and he rubbed the back of his neck shyly. "That was one time, and I gagged because of it," he confessed, shifting around in the chair, swaying side to side.
The grey otter smirked and stood up for a second, pulling his shirt off, revealing his lithe build. The shorts quickly followed the shirt to the ground leaving the otter completely naked and standing in front of the other two college boys. "Tell you what, Steven. You get it hard for me, and I'll show you just what I can do with it."
Steven's throat seized for a moment as his eyes locked on the otter's soft, uncut member. Despite his small frame, and his just-over-five-foot height, the otter's shaft was easily thicker than most, and long enough to look obscene on such a small body. The wolf glanced over at the roo for any sort of signal that he should or shouldn't comply, but Zack was staring at the otter's naked body as well, a paw fondling his own crotch.
"Well?" Liam asked, sitting back down on the bed, spreading his legs to let his hefty sac pool between his thighs.
The wolf's cheeks burned and he took a deep breath, slowly pulling himself from the chair to kneel in front of the otter's bed. He and the other two had fooled around on several occasions, but the wolf had told himself that it was just for fun, and meant nothing. Just an easy way to get their rocks off without having to go out looking for some chick. But he couldn't deny the swelling in his sheath as his paw closed around the otter's member, tugging the foreskin back to reveal that thick, fleshy head. A content sigh above let the wolf know that he made the right decision.
The otter's shaft felt so hot in his hands, and each stroke made it fill with blood, growing thicker by the second. Fully-hard, the otter wasn't quite seven inches, but even without its girth, it looked big for the short otter. Steven's paw stroked up and down Liam's cock, squeezing it and teasing a finger over the head, sometimes slipping a finger in along the otter's foreskin on an upward stroke, or smearing pre along the head. Zack was standing behind the other's, rubbing his hard-on through his shorts as he watched the wolf stroke off the otter's thick member.
Almost a full minute passed with Steven pawing off the otter before Liam pushed the wolf's paw away. "Mmm, alright, you wanted to see?" He winked at Steven and crawled back on the bed, spreading his legs out in front of him, exhaling completely. His torso bent in a seemingly-unnatural way, head dipping down until he was able to kiss the head of his length. Blue eyes flicked up to stare at Zack before the otter's lips parted and he skinned back his hood with his lips, tongue swirling around the head of his own shaft.
The kangaroo's muzzle hung open as he watched the otter make out with his own cock, listening to the sounds of slick flesh against the lutrine's tongue, and the soft moans. Pre smeared against Liam's cheek as he pushed his muzzle further down, nuzzling along his shaft, tongue extending to curl around the base of his cock. The roo pushed his shorts down and let his own, uncut member flop free, pre drooling from the pierced head.
Steven only sat on the floor and watched the otter's body contort for self-pleasure. Liam put on quite the show for the pair. No hands needed as the otter suddenly engulfed half of his cock, suckling at it to pull more into his mouth. Now, the otter's eyes closed and he focused solely on getting himself off as he had so many times before.
Zack wasn't content to let the otter have all the fun, standing naked next to the wolf, stroking his member while watching their exhibitionist friend. Being the voyeur wasn't enough for the roo for long. Zack climbed up on the bed and kneeled between Liam's spread thighs, still pawing his cock.
Liam's eyes opened, watching the roo approach him, and knew exactly what he wanted to do. The otter let his cock pop free of his maw with a wet slurp and he took a much-needed breath when his diaphragm wasn't folded in half. Legs still spread, he scooted forward, lying on his back, until he was able to reach down to grip both his and the roo's cock at the base, frotting them together.
When the roo climbed on the bed, Steven quickly followed, sitting near the pillows so he could still watch what was going on. The wolf was content to just reach up the legs of his shorts, pulling out his own balls and knotted canine member, working it over with both paws.
Zack moaned softly when the otter's paws encircled both their cocks, stroking them together, his own pre drooling down over Liam's shaft. The otter knew he was plenty flexible for what he wanted to do next; he curled forward and pressed his lips to both his and Zack's member, tongue flicking out along both dripping, hooded tips, even pulling the gold loop into his muzzle to give it a gentle tug.
The roo was moaning loudly now, paws resting at his sides as he allowed Liam to service both their cocks together. The roo and otter were too thick for Liam to take more than just the heads into his muzzle, but with both wedged into his narrow mouth, he used his tongue to thrust between the dripping members, stroking along both lengths while tonguing over their flesh.
It was too much for the roo to bear, and after a few minutes of stroking, tongue thrusting between their frotting cocks, he came hard. Zack's body jerked and his cock splattered ropes of seed against Liam's face and mouth, drawing a wanton moan from the lutrine. The grey paw tugged and milked the roo's shaft, draining those big, tan balls of all their cum, only pulling back when he felt the other male's shaft start to soften.
Face and cock covered in spunk, he resumed the attack on his own shaft, taking the it to the base and sucking hard. He'd momentarily forgot about Steven until he felt the tapered cock press against his cheek. He would have gladly pulled back to take care of his canine friend, but the sounds coming from Steven told him that there wasn't anything he had to do.
Sure enough, he felt ropes of warm, wolf cum splash over his face and cheek, soaking into the soft fur on his neck. That was all the encouragement that Liam needed to hit his own climax. Lips sealed around his shaft, head bobbing back and forth with wild abandon, the otter brought himself to a swift climax, pumping a huge load right down his throat. Bent over as he was, there was no way for him to keep up with the flow, and it pooled in his mouth before drooling back out over his balls.
He rode out his orgasm, lightly sucking along his shaft until it slipped free from his lips flaccid. He uncurled his spine, sighing at the relieved pressure in his back, and balls. Roo and wolf cum covered Liam's face, and the three of them were all relaxing on his bed, none too sure what to say. The otter broke the silence with a light chuckle, making it a point to lick his lips noisily. "I told you I could deep-throat my own cock..."