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Rick's Hitchhiking Adventure
Kink Night
A Date With Coach Night
No Nut November
Cruising
Comparative Studies
Himbotonic Solution
Help Jeremy Get Swole!
Growr Project
Design-A-Daddy

Kink Night
P1:It was another regular night for Silas at his favorite gay bar. After a bathroom encounter had him work up a sweat, he was just about ready to take a break and order a beer to enjoy the afterglow.
However he didn't get much chance to relax as an eager fox hopped on his lap, eager to get a taste of the sweaty horse. Kink night at the bar was definitely Silas' favorite event of the week. Never a shortage of willing subs throwing themselves at him, eager to please and worship his body.
This fox was no different, gleefully lapping away at the musky armpits, while grinding along the stallion's massive thigh.
“Easy does it foxy. You don't want to spoil your appetite.”, chuckled Silas. The fox shot him a glance and stopped for a second, grinning.
“Think you can take me?”, he winked.
Silas laughed at the obvious joke. “Well, you know what they say about foxes. And I can attest to that. I'm sure I'll be fine.”, Silas returned the wink.
“Well, then why don't we get out of here, stud? I'll make sure you get what you deserve.”
The fox's grin showed off his glistening teeth as the horse picked him up and carried him over his shoulder.
“Bye guys! Got an eager fox asking for a bareback ride. I'll try not to break him!”, Silas loudly announced as he made his way towards the exit.
“I love cocky tops.”, the fox chuckled and patted the stallion's back.It was another regular night for Silas at his favorite gay bar. After a bathroom encounter had him work up a sweat, he was just about ready to take a break and order a beer to enjoy the afterglow.
However he didn't get much chance to relax as an eager fox hopped on his lap, eager to get a taste of the sweaty horse. Kink night at the bar was definitely Silas' favorite event of the week. Never a shortage of willing subs throwing themselves at him, eager to please and worship his body.
This fox was no different, gleefully lapping away at the musky armpits, while grinding along the stallion's massive thigh.
“Easy does it foxy. You don't want to spoil your appetite.”, chuckled Silas. The fox shot him a glance and stopped for a second, grinning.
“Think you can take me?”, he winked.
Silas laughed at the obvious joke. “Well, you know what they say about foxes. And I can attest to that. I'm sure I'll be fine.”, Silas returned the wink.
“Well, then why don't we get out of here, stud? I'll make sure you get what you deserve.”
The fox's grin showed off his glistening teeth as the horse picked him up and carried him over his shoulder.
“Bye guys! Got an eager fox asking for a bareback ride. I'll try not to break him!”, Silas loudly announced as he made his way towards the exit.
“I love cocky tops.”, the fox chuckled and patted the stallion's back.

P2:The stallion didn't expect his night to turn out the way it did. What started as a casual hookup began to escalate more and more. Sure, Silas was down for public play. The risk of getting caught always heightened his excitement. And he had dabbled in bondage before, although most of the time the other guy was the one being tied up. All the while as the fox was busy applying more and more leather items, Silas thought himself in control. Which is why he was caught off guard when the vulpine pushed him forward on some flattened cardbox boxes and demonstrated exceptional swiftness in mounting the large horse.
Before Silas could protest or even struggle, the fox thrusted forward, entering the stallion, causing him to whinny and let out a muffled moan.
This wasn't his first rodeo, but the fox was suprisingly big. Thrusting in and out with gusto, pulling on that leash every now and then.
“All you stallions are the same: Always acting so high and mighty, but as soon as you get some proper dick fucking you, you're nothing but a moaning mess.”
It was true, while Silas wouldn't admit it to the fox, his thrusts felt good and his own dick was hard and dripping like a broken faucet.
“Fuck, that hole of yours is tight. You're gonna make me cum fast, slut!”
The vulpine didn't exaggerate, it took a few more deep and hard thrusts as Silas felt a warmth spreading inside him, making him clench involuntary. At least now it was over and the stallion could return the favor.
A surprised whinny escaped his muzzled mouth as the fox soon started thrusting again, beginning to fuck him as if he just hadn't cum a sizable load.
“Haha, you think one load of cum is gonna tire me out? You're in for a long night, better get comfortable!”
Silas glared back at the fox. “HHRGFH!” was all that he could enunciate in his state.
“What was that, stud? You want me to fuck you harder?”
The stallion moaned as the fox started to pick up the pace, stretching his hole out. Silas grew afraid. Part of him enjoyed being treated the way he was. And that part of him slowly started to gain control of his mind.

P3:When the fox came inside him a fourth or fifth time, Silas had to face the truth: He was being topped by a fox much smaller than him and he was loving it. There was no point in denying it: He had been moaning and cumming and his top knew just how to push the big stallion's buttons.
So when the fox finally removed the bridle, Silas conceded.
“Please, don't stop. Turn me into your personal bitch.”
Silas blushed visibly as those words left his mouth. The fox raised an eyebrow and grinned.
“You sure you want that? I won't go easy on you big guy.”
It had been hard enough for the horse to find the courage to beg. He wasn't sure what the fox wanted to hear.
“Please...”
The vulpine smiled and took pity on the horse.
“Come, I know a place.”
Silas was led down the stairs into a dark basement as the fox commanded him to get in position. With swift precision, the fox secured the big stallion in an uncomfortable, but not unpleasant position, fixating his arms and legs and finally covering his face with a black leather hood that only left his nose and mouth free.
A shudder ran down Silas' back as he contemplated his new position. All he could do now was listen and his ears twitched into any direction a sound came from.
“Sorry to have left you waiting for so long big guy.”, the fox finally spoke up after what felt like an hour.
“We'll begin your training right away.”
For the second time that night, the stallion's hole was widened. This time a mechanic fuck machine that pounded away, making him moan and struggle in his predicament as the fox climbed on top of him.
“You're making too much noise slut, let's fix that.”
The girthy fox cock slid right into Silas' mouth, who had difficulties adjusting at first, but when he felt the wet fox muzzle engulf his own member, the sensation washed over him and made him relax.
The vulpine seemed to possess quite a few talents as he quickly took the horse length deeper and deeper down his throat. Silas was in a state of pure perverted bliss and he never wanted this night to end.

P4:Silas panted, both from exhaustion as well as yearning for more. The fox was a generous top, making sure the horse was well taken care of whenever he craved that extra bit of attention. The fuck machine had eventually been removed and left the massive horse donut gaping. Silas was relieved but also disappointed, but didn't have to wait long until the fox filled that emptiness himself. It was a whole other experience than their first time in the back alley. Silas' hole now stretched and leaking, his vision blocked by the mask, he could fully enjoy the entire fox's length and especially girth.
“Fuck yes...please harder...master!”
The stallion's reservations had crumbled in the last hours and he embraced his newfound submissive side fully. The fox appreciated the effort and pounded the stallion harder and deeper, causing the horse hole to make lewd noises every time the fox cock slid in and out.
Their fuck session was halted abruptly, when Silas heard the noise of a phone ringtone in the distance. The vulpine pulled out quickly, making the horse almost cum right there. He tried listening in on the call but could only hear the lowered voice of the fox, chuckling every now and then. “Yeah, till then. Bye.”
Turning his head left and right, Silas tried to gauge where his new master was, before he felt the massive member enter him again.
“Let's enjoy this as long as we can, you're gonna have company later!”
Silas didn't know how long it was, but he heard voices enter the room alongside heavy footsteps. Pants were unzipped, lewd comments were made and the fox welcomed the new guests, unseen to the stallion.
“He's all yours! Just make sure to cum inside him. I want this new bitch filled up properly!”
“You got it boss.”
Silas felt a twinge of anxiety, fear even, as he was obviously about to be fucked by an unknown number of males. He was worried they would take pictures and expose him, ruining his reputation among the gay scene. But his worries were quickly dissolving as soon as he felt the first cock enter him, massive and thick, with a seemingly endless stamina. The stallion began to get lost in the haze of the moment again. And before long, he was begging them to fuck him deeper, harder and fill him up more.
His stomach began to swell as male after male dumped his load into the stallion until the was a bloated mess.
The fox enjoyed one more round of fucking him and filled him up, with what must have been his sixth time cumming that night. Then they both heard a deep growl from the back of the room. The fox turned and grinned. “Good, you made it. Finish him up, will you?”
As soon as the fox pulled out, Silas couldn't help but cum all over himself. Shooting a thick load, embarrassingly in front of an unknown observer who now must have thought that the stallion could cum at a moment's notice. The last fuck of the night was ahead of Silas. And it was gonna be a tough one.

P5:The massive wolves were all over Silas after the fox had given the command. At least the horse assumed they were wolves, based on the heavy musk lingering in the air above all the sweat, cum and scent of sex.
The big lapping canid tongues made sure to let the stallion sink deeper into a blissful existence of just obeying the fox's every word.
“Yeah, get in there and lick those pits. Don't worry about being rough on him. I think he likes it.”, the fox chuckled with an enjoying grin. Eventually, Silas could hear the sound of zippers being pulled down and low growls echoing off the basement's walls.
“He's all yours. Show him what a proper pounding is like!”
The canids knew no mercy. Silas had trouble fitting even one of their massive lengths into him, but when the knot popped in, he felt another intruder making his way into his widened hole. The stallion couldn't do anything to stop it and so he endured, again and again. His own cock slapping against his bloated belly and hovering in front of him, the flared tip still wet from the massive climax earlier. Silas couldn't help himself. Eagerly he started sucking on his own dick, like he had done plenty of times before - but never in front of anyone else. Never revealing that in secret he loved the taste of cock, especially his own.
Distracting himself made taking the wolves easier, albeit still a challenge as they forced both knots into him, howling and jeering at him.
“Look boss, this slut's hole is a ruined mess! I think we've broken him! Look at how he's sucking his own cock! Guy's a total slut!”
“Good work boys!”, the fox mused, absent mindedly. He had taken a permanent marker and started writing the number of times he came inside the horse that night onto Silas' bloated belly.
“Ready to beat my record though?”, the vulpine grinned.
A toothy grin from both canids. “For sure!”
As the two wolves grunted and pounded into the ruined stallion hole, the fox leaned over.
“You're mine now big guy.”
A kiss on the masked forehead, before the vulpine went back to writing.
“Fox owned.”

P6:Quite some time had passed since that fateful night. Silas still had to get used moving around with a massive pregnant belly. On occasion he missed his former life. The cocky attitude and constant supply of horny subs certainly suited his personality. But whenever he could feel the fox going to town on his ass, the stallion knew where his place was.
The smaller vulpine had certainly taken his time to train the stallion and make him an obedient slave. Silas' hole was worked over nearly every night, up to a point where he could achieve climaxing without touching himself.
After a few weeks, the first signs had started showing. Silas hadn't even known that males could get pregnant, but the fox assured him that this was happening. A number of emotions washed over him, but the prevailing one was that he was happy. Happy to serve. Happy to be a part of the fox's life.
And now here he was again. His belly swollen to the point that none of his old clothes fit him anymore. The fox let him down the stairs into the basement, where he had spend the first night with his new master. He quickly assumed the position. The straps were not particularly tied as they were more for show at this point. The fox knew that Silas wouldn't try to struggle.
Naked as he was, the big equine knelt in the middle of the room. He couldn't see any toys or contraptions prepared this time. He wanted to ask, but knew better not to.
The fox approached, naked and sporting the same harness as he wore during the night they met.
His master smiled, put one leg on Silas' thigh and scratched the stallion's chin.
“Ready for your first real gangbang, stud? I invited some of your old friends from the bar.”
The stallion's mind need a moment to process that information, but he quickly answered “Yes, master...” before even realizing he had spoken.
His old friends...the ones he shared stories with about their own sexual conquests, trying to out-macho each other. Now they would see him on his knees, eager to serve. Silas wanted to feel shame, but couldn't.
He was ready.

A Date With Coach Night
P1:You've been dressed and ready to go for about 15 minutes. You kept staring at the clock, wondering if he would be on time. When the doorbell rings, you nearly jumped out of your seat. You rush to the door to open it. And there he is.

P2:The beachside restaurant you two went to had a quaint atmosphere. It helped dispel the initial nervousness the two of you had on the way over. After you sat down and started talking, things became much more relaxed. You chatted about your hobbies and interests, realizing that you had a few things in common. After telling Night about your own occupation, you asked him what made him want to become a coach.

P3:The dinner at the restaurant had been thoroughly enjoyable. Both of you had plenty to eat and continued chatting throughout. You felt your connection grew stronger and so when the check came, that Night took care of, you realized that you didn't want the date to end so soon. "Come on, hop in. I know a place we can go.", the tiger suggested. The road followed along the coastline, with the sun slowly setting in the distance. Eventually excitement got the better of you and you asked him what the destination was.

P4:You arrived at makeout point. The sun is already casting its last rays over the shore. From where you stand, up on the cliff, you can see the waves below and feel a soft breeze coming in from the sea. Coach has parked the car close by and he offers you to hop on the hood and lay back against the windshield. The two of you just sit there, enjoying the moment as the sunlight fades. You start talking again about all kinds of stuff and make each other laugh. Before you know it, the stars have begun to show themselves. Neither of you recognize any stellar constellation, but you just enjoy the moment of being together. Night takes your hand and holds it softly. You can feel his warmth. You ask him when the last time was that he had done this with somebody.

P5:As you lie there together, holding hands and looking up at the night sky, there is a spark in the air. Only faint at first, but growing stronger. As it gets colder, you move closer to the big tiger, whose body heat is more than welcoming. Coach lets out a soft chuff and smiles as he notices you leaning against his shoulder. "Don't be shy now.", he whispers. You close your eyes, your lips met and the spark ignites the moment right then and there. Before you know it, you are lying on top of the large feline and make out with him. You can feel the heat from both of your bodies growing stronger and as you finally break the kiss, you can't hold back any longer. You lift yourself up, towering over the tiger now and take hold of his massive pecs. He lets out a deep moan and blushes instinctively as he looks up at you. You tell him, that you have been waiting all evening to do this.

P6:After the ice between the two of you is broken, your body moves like it is on autopilot. Your hands explore Coach's body, making the big tiger moan and pant in response. You exchange kisses, your bodies heating up as you grind yourself on top of the big feline, with a massive bulge growing hard underneath you. Eventually you slip off of him and you both climb down from the car hood. Before the tiger can say anything, you push him against the passenger side door and grab hold of his bulging erection growing underneath this shorts. "Mmf, let me help you with that." The tiger opens his fly and lets his shorts slide down, revealing that he wasn't wearing underwear. You lay your eyes on his thick shaft and go down on your knees. Coach's eyes grow wide as he sees what you are about to do. He bites his lip as your tongue touches his glans and lets out a loud moan. Before long, your lips engulf the tiger's black cock and you move back and forth to try how deep you can go. As you look up, you can see Coach tugging on one of his nipples and looking at you, clearly enjoying what you're doing to him.

P7:The next moments are a blur. You remember Coach embracing you and picking you up. Before you know it, you're on your back, lying on the hood of the car and the big tiger is caressing and kissing his way down towards your throbbing erection. He's firm and gentle and slowly spreads your legs for better access. His lips wrap around your tip and he greedily sucks on it, with his warm palms massaging your orbs and moving further downwards. His eyes look up at you and you nod. He lifts his head, releasing your cock from his muzzle and instead moving down to spread your cheeks. You inhale sharply as you feel the rough wet tongue lick over your hole, coating with with a generous layer of saliva and even licking inside, before he comes back up. You can feel his massive black tip prodding against your rear. "Brace yourself", he whispers as he starts sucking on your thick tip again and slowly enters you. You grit your teeth as his girth spreads you wide. Trying your best to relax, you can feel him moving further inside you, your stomach eventually bulging out from how much he is stretching you. After what seems like forever, you have taken most of his length. You look down to see your own erection slide between his big pecs. He pauses from caressing your tip and looks up, equally entranced in the whole situation as you.

P8:As Coach keeps thrusting into you, you try to grab hold on something and struggle to keep a steady position on the car hood. The tiger notices this and suddenly grabs hold of you. You grab his shoulders and can feel yourself getting lifted in the air. A load moan escapes you as you slide all the way down on Coach's massive girth, as he picks you up and carries you to the side of the car, pressing your back into it and holding you in place. In a more secure position, he resumes thrusting into you and locks lips with you. As your tongues are meeting, you can't help but let out muffled moans, feeling your own erection press against his pecs. Eventually you can feel his breathing getting faster and the tiger breaks the kiss to let out deep growls. Coach picks up the pace and goes even faster know. You try your best to accomodate him, tightening your hole to feel his thrusts even more intensely. Eventually, he can't hold himself back anymore: With one last deep and hard thrust, he shoots his massive load deep inside you. You can feel the warmth filling you, even swelling your belly a bit as you reach your climax as well, shooting your own load all over Coach's face. You can feel that he isn't done, as he keeps thrusting forward again and again, pumping more into you, before slowing down.

P9:The two of you kept going for a while. It felt like there was no end in sight as you both kept thrusting, grinding and kissing each other until you both were completely exhausted. Panting and sweating you collapsed in the grass, with Coach holding you close. You both looked at each other, completely spent but happy. You shared one more long kiss and with Coach's massive arms cradling you, you quickly drifted to sleep. The next morning came more quickly than expected, as you felt the big tiger shifting around which slowly brought your mind back into reality. As you opened your eyes, the glaring morning light blinded you. When your sight had finally adjusted, you could see the big tiger greeting you with a big smile. Looking down, you could see your formely slim belly now bulging out. No wonder, had the tiger filled you to the brim last night. Coach caressed your small gut and you could feel his seed sloshing inside. A thought formed in both of your minds, but the tiger was the first to express it. Just because it was the next morning, didn't mean that it was over.