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The first thing you notice is the sudden lack of sunlight as you are practically shoved into the small beach shed. The only light comes in a series of small strands seeping through the grates that all public beach structures seem to have. Your train of though is cut short as you see your new 'friend' standing in the doorway. "Now that we're alone..." his tone is clearly feminine, and sounds oddly soothing, it only really stands out because of the playful nature the horned male seems to have. The door shuts behind him as he enters the room, finishing the sentence he started "...I can do everything I wanted to do to you."

You couldn't help but remember how you came to this situation. The beach sounded like a nice way to spend the waning days of summer. None of your friends wanted to come, but you still felt like getting some sunlight and warmth before winter came and made it impossible. You felt the familiar feel of thousands of grains of sand squishing between your toes, a bit unpleasant at first, but then oddly soft. As you laid out your towel, a generic orange, you began to eye your surroundings. You had a good ten feet away from the closest group of beach goers, which happened to be a rather large group of college-age girls, who seemed content to chat and sunbathe the day away. You pad the blanket a few times, getting it into a nice shape, taking a moment to admire how close you are to the surf.

Your hands reached out in front of you to grasp the durable fabric of the towel as you lowered yourself down, right before flopping over onto it and laying on your back. The beach sounds began to fill your ears as you just let your mind drift. The joyful cries of children, and chatter of others all outlined with the soft splashing of a tide rising to and from the sea. It was soothing, and you find yourself beginning to relaxe.

It was only a quarter of an hour before you felt the need to switch positions. With a heave, you shift so you're laying on your side. It takes a moment of shifting to get the sand beneath the towel to mold to your new position, but once it does you shift your hand so your elbow reaches out to the edge, and your hand supports your head. This new angle gives you a perfect view of the beach. You look out over the people playing in the surf. A few children are down the beach a good ways away, you chuckle at the sight as they panic and run from the giant monstrosities that are waves, only to have the rushing water wash over them harmlessly.

Then another sight catches your eye. Theres a few girls playing in the surf with a horned male of some sort. You would be able to figure out what he was, but everything save for his head was submerged at the moment. They appear to be laughing and messing around with each other as they go further and further outwards into the ocean. Suddenly a monster of a wave seems to rise up out of nowhere. All of them duck into the water, no doubt swimming back as the wave crashes above them. The first one to resurface is the male. He brushes water out of his eyes as his head appears. The next moment leaves you in shock and awe. As he raised from the water you saw his swimsuit, or lackthereof. There was nothing at all covering his torso, leaving his cute boyish chest, dripping wet, for all the world to see. Although on his back and sides his fur was light-brown, his inner belly and chin were white. As he stood up farther you're treated to the sight of a tiny, tiny strand of a swimsuit, the sides both white, and, wet as tey were, completely seethrough. The center was a pitch black, covering everything of interest down there, the result turning the outfit into some kind of sadistic cock tease. At this point you could tell that the male was a ram, even though his body didn't look very male at all. Suddenly he looked suprised, and turned around quickly, one of the females rose out of the water and grabbed him by the waist. You didn't really care for the antics as the two wrestled, but your eyes locked on to the firm buttocks of the ram as it swayed in front of you. The entire thing looked to big for his upper body, which was rather boyish, but down there he looked full grown. You were enjoying your time looking at the cute white color that wrapped around the inside of his rumpcheeks before, suddenly, his swimsuit was pulled down and you got a full view of his inner cheeks with a hint of pink. Immediately you felt your swimsuit constrict as your cock responded in kind. Of course, he realized immediately that his female friend had pulled his pants down and quickly undid the damage. Right afterwards he looked back to see if anybody had seen. His eyes first locked on the group of girls to the side of you, who whistled and blew kisses to him, thouroughly aumused by the scene. The ram opened his mouth in a surprised look and brought a hand up to his face to give the best 'whoopsie' look he could, causing the group of girls to burst out into laughter. This eyes drifted down farther, and for a moment locked with yours. Quickly you looked away, pretending that you hadn't seen anything at all. You minded your own business for a good five seconds before you returned to see if he'd gone back to play, but you were met with his eyes, still staring back at you. You were about to pull away again, but he smirked, and that was followed by a wink before he turned tail once more, giving you the view you wanted as he rushed back into the water to play with his friends some more.

A while passed, the ram had gone farther down the beach, running with the girls. You don't know for how long, but it had been a while. You wondered to yourself if that smirk had meant anything, or if the ram had just been a prick tease. As you thought it over you got up to walk down the surf. Your feet splashed in the shallow water as the tide came and receeded. You walked for a half an hour. The whole time you were hoping that the ram would come back, maybe you could get a number or chat him up. You were about to head cut your losses and call it a day, but right as you turned around you were met by two big, teal eyes staring back at you. "Hey there, was hoping I'd catch you." he said, his voice washing over you as you eyes his body. It was the ram, he'd come back. His hand was soft, and it brushed over your chest as you felt his body move closer to yours, and with not much more that a whisper he spoke. "Did you like my little slip up?" his body shifted to the side to cut the rest of the beach off as one of his hands slipped over the front of your clothes, pushing down and gripping around your shaft through the fabric. With a swift movement his hand dove within the cloth. You felt the soft fur of his hands as it brushed over your sensitive manhood. The fuzzy paw grabbed you by the base, and he spoke with another whisper. "Because I'd love to show you more, a little closer." His hand withdrew from your trunks, and he brought his paw up, inhaling your scent deeply, causing his fur to bristle up as he did. You were about to speak, but before you could say anything he was leading you by the paw down the beach. The two of you got nearer and nearer to a small beach shed off to the side, away from the majority of people. He opened the door, and pushed you cutely inside.

Now with the door shut, he moves in and stands on his tippy toes right in front of you. You close your eyes as you feel his warm maw press against yours. You teeth clack on his as the beginning of your time alone heats up rather passionately. His tongue invades your maw, tangling with your own slick appendage, the passion making you push back with equal strength to meet him. A moment later hes on his knees. His hands hook into your pants and he pulls down without a second thought. Your shaft flops out and hits him on the nose. You consider apologising, but he cuts you off by gripping your shaft at the base, taking in its shape for the first time. He grins and speaks in that cute tone you're becoming accustomed to "Very nice, big guy." His hand closes around your shaft at the base, and he brings his nose up to the tip. He inhales once more, getting your scent right from the spot its most strong. You feel a few puffs of air as he rapidly inhales and exhales on your tip. One quick glance below shows you that his little prick is rock hard, and peeking out of the tiny bit of fabric he calls a swimsuit. Your eyes look back at him as he feels his breaths on your tip stop. He opens his maw, and his tongue extends. You feel the slick, warm appendage as it laps over your cockhead, giving you the shivers as the delightful sensation repeats itself a few more times. You expect another lick to come, but instead you feel a warm pair of lips slip over the tip, and immediately plunge down, all the way to the base, making you throw your head back in surprise. He just sits there, your shaft stretching out his throat, his nose pressed straight to your crotch. After waiting a few moments, he slooooowly pulls back, dragging his tongue over the underside of your shaft. The soft warmth slides back off of your rigid length, making you let out a groan that fills up the small shed. He pulls back all the way to the tip, then begins to bob his head on and off the thick shaft. You notice that his tongue goes to work on your tip once more. It warms and writhes around your piss slit, hitting that extremely sensitive spot over and over again, making your toes curl as electric shocks of energy shoot through your cock. He pulls his head to a stopped motion with just your tip remaining in his saliva-soaked maw, but his tongue never stops. That delightful broad tongue laps in circles around you, continuing to make you groan in delight, eagerly lapping up any little bit of pre he's rewarded with.

With a sudden slick pop, the suction from his maw releases as he pulls of your now-wet shaft. He jerks your shaft, and as your eyes focus you notice his paws at work beneath his stubby little tail. "You taste good, big guy, but I'm not gonna waste this lovely tool on just my maw." He pants and moans softly for a few moments before standing up right in front of you. His lips curve in a playful smirk, eyelids lowering to make it sultry before he grabs you and turns you around, pushing forward to sit you on top of a wooden crate. The cool air feels wierd on your aching stiffness as it bobs in the sea-scented shed. You dont have much time to focus on that, however, as those voluptuous ram cheeks are quickly pointed in your direction as their owner turns around right in front of you. He pushes him self back and in an instant those firm, bubbled cheeks are pushing againt your stiff shaft, nestling it right against the crease. The soft hairs of that rear soften the increasing pressure as he leans back more and more, his soft furry shoulders pressing against you while you throb between those white furred inner cheeks.

"Guess where this thing's going, stud." you can practically see that sultry, playful smile even though he's turned away from you. The back of his head nuzzles against your body while he griiinds back on you, the only thing keeping your cock from sinking even lower into those cheeks is that thin bit of fabric that seems to be such a prick tease. "You wanna fuck my big ass, sexy?" You let loose a moan right as he pushes up and drops backdown, grinding even harder against your bothered, angry cock. Just when you think he's going to tease you some more, he hooks his thumbs under the back of his stretchy 'swimsuit', and he just pullllls that waistband down, wiggling his hips, making his soft fur tickle against your straining shaft as he tugs that constraining piece of fabric down to his knees. He moans, and you know that it's all for you, as he leans forward to wiggle and grind unabridged by any sort of clothes. You feel your cock shift lower and lower in-between those cheeks, all the way down those furred, cheeks, getting warmer and warmer as it sinks deeper. Finally you feel a soft fleshy entrance between the hills of white ass-fur, just as the underside of yourshaft rubs against it, a moan elicits from the cute fluffy boytoy in your lap. "Feel that big guy? I know you want inside..." just as he says that you feel that pink orifice twinge against you. "...It wants you inside, too."

He shifts his ass forward, slooooowly dragging it against the inside of his ass, all the way 'til your tip smooshes against the entrance to that pink, fleshy ring. The pressure from his rear increases further and further, your pink head beginning to push inside "Come on, big guy, get in there...!" it pushes against you, like a warm pair of lips, only tighter, and when you think it's almost in, it pops out and slides along the underside of your shaft. "Nnfff, damn it," he shifts forward again, reaching back and gripping that throbbing fuckpole, and helping it push against his hole once more. "I said, get in there!" And with a quivering push, his hand guiding your malehood, finally your tip squeeeezes through that ring. You feel that hot, moist, smooth entrance squeeze on your head, warming every inch of cock as it pushes in, hitting the halfway mark in one go. "Aaaaah! Fuck, that's it, big guy!"

His ass bounces up and down off of you a few times, surely he was getting used to the quick entry. It was only ten seconds of half-assed bounces before he put some more weight behind his pushes, sliding your cock deeper, all the way to the base. You felt his insides twitch and squeeze as he held fast again, groaning out into the small shed. You suddenly felt how cool everything besides his insides were, everything save for you shaft was actually quite cold, but the ram's ass was the perfect cockwarmer, and that winding passageway squoze around it in the most tantalizing ways. He sat there, letting you feel his walls that tightened and quivered around you, giving your cock a massage with the warmest, tightest part of his body possible. "Thats it, stuff that soft boy-pussy full." His short buttfur tickled your crotch, the hot ring of boy-flesh wrapped around the base of your shaft, and pulsating around it with every one of his heartbeats.

"Okay, let's get started." He pulls off your shaft, leaving all but the tip to cool in the open air before pushing his ring of flesh back down once more, slowly driving back on it, welcoming it back into the warm depths of his body. He continues to do the same motion, but begins speeding up, his ass gaining more and more lubrication with each spurt of pre from your cocktip. "Yes, yes, yes! Fill that hole UP!" he shouts, throwing caution to the wind as his loud moans were definitely carrying out of the shed. Out and in, out and in your cock stuffs into that hot, wet crevice of ram flesh, making it fit like a glove, custom-made for your cock to fuck. Love fluids run down your pulsing manhood, running down your balls as his ass repeatedly bounces off of it. A look down shows you the incredible sight, one big ass bouncing up and down on you, wet strands of pre sticking to your base, and stretching to his hole on each ass-filling bounce.

The ram continued to do this for minutes, you wasn't sure how long it was, but long enough for you to get used to the feeling of a big, juicy ram ass warming your shaft and stroking it, along with a stream of dirty, encouraging comments that revolve around getting your stiff cock into his boypussy. His legs were quivering and he began to take more time pushing up. "G-god, I'm tired big guy, wanna take over?" He shifted his feet so they were standing on your knees while pushing his torso further up your body. "Well come on, don't be lazy, hurry up!" You wrap your hands around his big ass, and feel your hips begin to move on command, pushing up and sliding your cock into that hole of your own volition. Being ridden is nice, but having all of the control of the fuck is another thing. Every time you push you feel that warmth of ram ass surrounding you, and every push back brings only the cold air. You tune your thrusts so you're spending as little time as possible out of that hot, winding passage. You fuck in short, rapid slams upward, holding onto his ass for a moment or two with each one. "Just like that...come on, hit that ass, use it like a flesh light...!" he groans, his legs quivering even more, threatening to lose it with each cock-sheathing thrust into his nethers. "Oh god, yes, I'm close...! Fuck it out of me! Come on your can do it, fuck my cum out of me!" You keep pushing your cock in, hitting all of his sensitive spots while he yells out into the shed, his voice carrying out god knows how far. "That's it, That's it! ooooOOOOHHMYGOD!" His walls slam down as you stop fucking to let him cum, but he immediately screams at you to keep going, making you keep bouncing his orgasming body up and down in your lap. Cum shoots from his prick, landing all over the shed as it flops around with each of your pushes, and his ass. It's so much tighter than anything you'd have thought possible. It clamps and clamps, clamps and relaxes, wringing your fuckpole as you hits everything inside of that ass-pussy.

Finally after shouting many more lewd things at the top of his lungs you feel his body go limp, and his moans die down. He relaxes only a few seconds before sitting back up and placing his feet back on the ground. "Nice work, now it's your turn, lover." his hips rise and drop again, but this time mimicking your own preferences, the ram having gotten an idea about which parts of his ass you prefer the most. He bounces up and down off the last few inches of it over and over again, and after the tightness of his ass during his orgasm, you had to admit you were close to blowing yourself. The ass slamming is relentless, and your moans grow in your throat as he seems to go faster and faster. "Come on man, give it to me, blow it up my ass." His rump keeps going nonstop, like a bull ride that never ends. That hole grips your shaft like it needs it, jerking it with his walls, getting you closer and closer with each heavy slam of fat ram cheeks on your crotch. "Do it! Get it all in there! Breed my fucking ass!" Your hips buck as you see stars, your hips jerk as you as you feel that magical feeling, and granting the ram's needy wishes for your seed, you hump up and blow. It's like the rest of the world besides your cumming shaft, and his ass are lost. It keeps bouncing as you cum, rapidly slamming on and off those last couple of inches. You blast your potent swimmers deep into that needy passage, his tailpipe receiving every drop. His ass ceases its movements, and just sits there, fully sheathed, letting you load it up with hot, new seed. "Yeeeeeeesss! Seed it, big guy!" You feel wetness flow back down over that tip, your offering having filled up every available nook and cranny, and now finding its way back down. It comes dripping out of that seal of ass, running down your cock and balls.

He stayed on top of you, sitting it out as you creamed his guts full of your cum. Once the last of your pulses ceased, he pushed himself up with a groan. "Thanks, big guy, I really needed that." With a heave he fully dislodges you from his tailhole, you shiver as you feel a wave of your cum splash back over your balls. His legs shake as he tentatively bends over to grab his swimsuit, giving you a full view of your handy-work; a gaping, cum-filled ram boyhole with streaks of white making their way down the back of his legs. With a few stiff leg movements, he pulls his little suit up his legs, groaning as he does. His head suddenly darts around and he finds what he's looking for. A pen. He grips your paw, turning it and jots something down on it. "Let me know if you want to make this a thing, big guy. I'm always up for another fuck." And with that, he turned tail and shoved the door open, flooding the shed with light, doing his best not to let his quivering legs impede his walking. Suddenly you are brought back to your situation. The sounds of the beach, and the rolling waves. Your ears were suddenly filled with a loud group of giggling, and suddenly a few of the girls from before peek in through the door, you quickly cover up, pulling your swimsuit up. It was still hard to believe that all that happened in such a short time, you look down at your arm, and see what he had written, and it read...Colfen, on f-list