Unexpected Moose

Story by MisterStallion on SoFurry

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#1 of The Unexpected Stories

Here's my second 'Night with the Stallion' commission, featuring the awesome CarsonM! and my fursona, Vale. How's that for a fast turnaround time, buddy? I hope all of you enjoy it!


Vale huffed as he clopped into the locker room, still irritated at how his day turned out. His schedule had completely been knocked out of whack by that out-of-the-blue conference call, and now he had just finished up his normal evening workout a full three hours later than he usually did.

He strode over to his locker, brushing away a bead of sweat attempting to ride down the bridge of his long equine nose, and carelessly flicked the combination and pulled the locker open. It was completely quiet in the blue-linoleumed room. It felt odd, but then again he was here very late. Most furs were either heading to bed or lounging in their easy boys in front of the TV at this hour.

He removed his sweat-soaked shirt, revealing his swollen chest and shoulders coated in thin grey fur and his muscle gut which protruded over the elastic of his athletic shorts, and stuffed it unceremoniously in the locker atop his wallet, keys and phone. He crouched and slipped his shorts down around his ankles and stepped out of them, his hooves clacking against the floor and echoing, leaving only his jock strap which of course did nothing to hide his muscular backside and left only hints to his junk, snugly wrapped in the black cotton.

It was only when he hooked his thumbs into the elastic band of his jock that the hiss of running water sounded from the entrance to the group showers in the other room. He paused. Interesting - he'd thought he'd been alone. Then he shrugged and swept his jock down his rippling thighs and stuffed it in his locker, letting his black-skinned junk swing freely in the open air - it always felt nice to let his balls hang down at their normal length instead of keeping them cooped up against his sheath when he stuffed them in his underwear every day.

Vale, walking comfortably even though he was stark naked, stepped over the wooden bench that stretched in front of the lockers, his balls swaying between his thighs, and headed for the shower room, just past a line of bathroom stalls, looking forward to the feeling of warm water streaming down his muscles.

He stepped through the tiled archway that separated the two rooms, then turned right and found the showers waiting. He raised his eyebrows at the other occupant standing with his back to him; a tall, well-built moose, standing very still underneath the stream of the water running over his horned head and down his shoulders and back. Vale grinned, letting his eyes run lower and following the curve of the male's ass cheeks, eyeing the cute little tail that guarded any more delicate parts of his ass from view.

Vale headed for the nearest silver showerhead, his hooves echoing loudly even over the hiss of the water streaming down the moose's form and filling the air with steam. He stepped to the side to be sure he wouldn't get doused with a blast of cold water, and turned the knob to hot.

Another sputtering hiss joined the first as his shower sprayed the linoleum and ran down the drain in the center of the room, and he held a hand in the stream for a few moments until it reached the temperature he wanted. He eased himself into the stream, sighing as the heat melted into his sore shoulders. He risked another glance at the moose, then frowned. The moose had turned slightly, so that his back stayed facing him, but otherwise had remained motionless, with the water spraying down on his forehead. Huh. Shy guy. Too bad.

Vale turned and reached for the soap tray, only to find it empty. He grunted, annoyed.

"Well that's perfect," He muttered. He glanced at the moose. "Hey buddy, any soap over there? Someone swiped mine.

"Oh. Um..." The moose said in a deep, uncertain tone. The moose glanced around, then snatched up his bar of soap and held it out to Vale, solidly keeping his back to him all the while and avoiding his gaze. Vale took the pale bar from his hand.

"Thanks," he said, and turned around to run it underneath the now-steaming stream of water to get up a good lather. Immediately he started rubbing the bar up and down against his sheath, coating the deep black flesh in white suds. He smiled to himself as he hefted his balls in one hand and scrubbed them with the soap too, always enjoying the feel of the way they hanged while he did that.

After a few seconds he felt the moose's eyes on him. With a subtle glance of his own he caught the moose looking at him over his shoulder. Staring at his junk, actually. The corners of Vale's mouth curled.

"You know," he said suddenly, looking at the stranger. The moose jumped horribly and looked at him in the eye, freezing in place. "If you're gonna stare at my privates, its not fair for you to hide yours."

The moose didn't move. He swallowed, then looked away.

"I'm sorry. Just - never seen ones like yours."

"Yeah, got a little bull in me," Vale answered, turning his junk into the shower stream to wash the soap off.

"Cool," the moose answered.

Vale considered him for a moment, then held out a hand to test the waters.

"I'm Vale," he said. The moose watched his outstretched hand for a moment, then reached out his own, awkwardly keeping his back turned so that they shook hands under his left arm.

"Konstantine," he answered softly, then returned to his shower, or rather, standing like a statue under the hot water. Vale raised his eyebrows, finally understanding - the moose was waiting for him to leave, so Vale wouldn't see his junk.

"Dude," he said, raising his arm and rubbing the soap under his furry armpit. "No need to be shy. I'm not gonna stare, unless you want me to."

Vale rinsed his left armpit and soaped up the right before Konstantine responded.

"Don't think you'd want to," he said softly, almost inaudibly over the shower water.

Vale cocked an eyebrow.

"Never seen one I didn't like."

Konstantine let out a breath, his head falling back resignedly, then turned. Vale smiled faced him as he rinsed his right armpit of soap, surprised but ready for a nice show, but then his smile faded.

For nestled between the moose's masculine, muscular thighs was not a cock and balls - not even a little set that a guy might be embarrassed about - but very clearly a fuzzy, fur-coated vagina with pink lips currently dripping with water.

"There. Okay?" Konstantine asked, spreading his arms as though on display. Then he turned his back again.

Vale didn't know what to say. Both stood under their respective streams of water, the hiss and the steam deafening in the silence.

"How long have you had that?" Vale asked, not taking his eyes from the moose's ass now that he knew what was between his legs.

"Born with it," Konstantine answered curtly.

"Huh."

"Yeah."

Silence again.

Just the hiss of the showers and the tinkle of water as it dripped off of their muscles, forgotten now.

"Look, this is why I usually shower alone. Nobody's here this late usually. Don't wanna make anybody uncomfortable..." Konstantine trailed off.

"It's not bothering me," Vale murmured. Konstantine turned, his brow furrowed.

"Huh?" He asked.

"Well, uh," said Vale, a sheepish smile coming to his face. "I dunno, but... it's kinda cool."

Konstantine's hand fell to his groin, covering it even though his thigh was in the way.

"Cool?" He repeated.

"Well, hot actually is a better word," said Vale. And to prove his point, he let his penis drop. All eleven inches slipped out, unfolding from the black, rubbery flesh of his sheath, drooping to touch his thigh but quickly growing stiff, veins near the base beginning to bulge.

"You... you like it?" Konstantine asked in disbelief.

"It helps that I'm bi, but yeah. Fuck yeah," Vale answered, his penis swelling and growing to point in salute at Konstantine's belly. He flexed it, making it bob wildly up and down.

Konstantine, his eyes fixed on Vale's groin, let out an involuntary groan.

"That's the first time anybody's said that to me," he said, his voice quavering.

"Well that's a shame," said Vale, stepping out of his shower stream and towards him, not even blinking as he approached.

A shaky smile appeared on Konstantine's lips as Vale stopped in front of him, his bobbing, thick cock almost poking him in the hip.

"Why don't you show it to me," Vale huffed, beginning to crouch, his muscles rippling. "Give it the attention it deserves?"

"Got a better idea," Konstantine replied, and Vale paused, watching him curiously. "How about I turn the other way?"

And the moose turned his back to Vale, spread his muscled legs, and bent over, leaning his back against the wall and raising his tail, exposing his vulva for the first time. Vale stared at it, transfixed by the juxtaposition of muscled thighs and ass and the juicy wet vagina lips presented to him.

"As you wish," he said, and shuffled forward. He put a hand on his cock to steady it, then touched the tip to Konstantine's pussy lips. They gave way like liquid, kissing his cocktip. Vale grunted and Konstantine moaned as he rubbed the head of his dick up and down against the moose's fleshy entrance that just begged to be filled with his pulsing meat, the water cascading down the moose's back and rump and drenching them both again.

Satisfied, Vale let go of his penis and gently placed his hands on Konstantine's wide hips. He watched, fascinated, as he pressed forward and the male moose's clearly female vagina spread and began to swallow him whole. He huffed and shivered as the soft, moist delicious tunnel enveloped his manhood, every vein, every inch of leathery skin, until his whole self lay inside, his low hanging balls seeming to come straight down from the widespread pussy lips in the most primal expression of triumph.

"Uhhhnnnngggghhh..." Konstantine groaned, lowering his head, his antlers scraping against the tile wall.

"Mmmfff," Vale agreed. Pleasurable tingles coursed through him as he withdrew his cock, savoring every centimeter of flesh as the moose's pussy squeezed and massaged him on the way out, then reversed and pushed himself back in, hips meeting rump in a wet slap.

Together they began to move, the shower water cascading down their potent, powerful muscles, rhythmic slapping filling the shower and echoing like applause. They grunted and groaned, closing their eyes and losing themselves in the unknown, the excitement, the sensations alone. Vale's heart pounded as he stared, still not really able to believe the pairing of masculine ass and deliciously supple vagina he was pumping in and out of. Konstantine's eyes stayed closed, grunting as he pushed back on every thrust, meeting Vale halfway.

The pressure and pleasure began to build in Vale's loins as he moved. Grunting, he bent over Konstantine and wrapped his arms around his middle, humping like a wild dog. He felt his way lower, until he could feel his own penis sliding in and out of the moose's pussy. Just one inch higher and...

"Unnngggh!!" Konstantine bellowed, throwing his head up. Vale grinned, pressing the side of his head into the moose's rippling back and attacking his clit with his fingers, rubbing back and forth wildly.

"Oh- oh- oh- uh - ahh!" the moose yelped, unable to form any coherent thoughts.

Together their cries reached fevered pitch, and Vale felt the moose's pussy contract around his penis multiple times, coming over and over again as Vale's hard equine cock pounded his depths with animal ferocity. Finally Vale clenched his eyes shut and bared his teeth, and a torrent of fiery pleasure burst forth from his loins and drowned the moose's insides with his sticky seed.

Both stood still for a long while, their chests heaving, their breaths echoing off the tile. After a few minutes Vale stood up, withdrawing his softening cock and watching with unbridled fascination as pearly-white rivers of semen dribbled out of Konstantine's pussy. Konstantine rose to his full height again, taking his shaking hands from off the wall, and turned around, smiling breathlessly.

"Thank you so much," he sighed.

Vale grinned, but after a moment a strange thought occurred to him and his smile faltered.

"What is it?" Konstantine asked.

"Umm... " Vale asked, not quite sure how to delicately put it. "You're not gonna get pregnant are you?"

Konstantine burst into fits of laughter, and after a few moments Vale couldn't help but join in.

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There ya go! Please let me know in the comments if you enjoyed it. Even if it's just an 'I liked it,' I do love hearing from my readers! Keeps me going!