Aevoltaire

  A muffled scream of pain tore him from rest.

  Another man's voice joined the original with another muffled moan.

  Were they under attack?

  As Vicktor's sleep-addled brain gathered itself, another series of muffled screams of pain came from a few bunks over. Or at least it sounded painful?

  Turning his head, he saw two open mouths and a rge lumpy form.

  'An ETTIN? Here? That's not possible, we'd all be–'

  "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck meeeee"

  "Hush kitten, Daddy can't wait til tomorrow."

  "Stop calling me kitten, I'm –ugh– a –ugghh– Foxes aren't cats –unnngghh–"

  "I know kitten, but you know it's cute when you compin. If you wanted to stop this, you wouldn't have lubed up your cute hole when I asked"

  "It's about the –unnngghh– spirit of it –unnngghh– plus I love giving a performance Daddy."

  "Oh how many?" A head swiveled. Locking eyes with Vicktor as well as several other prone forms with noticeable erections straining though the bed sheets.

  "–uhhhhhh six maybe?"

  The soft background spping noise picked up in intensity and volume.

  "All you --fuck, hold off one sec Daddy-- You perverts better finish soon, this magic keeping all the noise to consensual listeners will fail when I cum. Sorry you woke up new kid, but your subconscious consented. The magic will let you go back to bed immediately if you want. I can make it up for you ter. You wouldn't have woken up at all if you weren't a little interested in me. Now back onto the show."

  The sound of spping continued alongside the quiet moans and short breathy panting.

  Victor paused and tried to ignore the moans and cpping. He almost felt like he was about to fall back–

  'fuck it'

  He grabbed his cock with his left hand and his balls with his right. His breathing slowed as he pyed with himself, timing the strokes and squeezing with the moans and grunts of the two lovers.

  He needed this more than he thought. He was so incredibly pent up. He slid his hand up and down towards the base, letting his pre-cum lube himself up.

  He allowed his mind to fantasize about being attracted men, how hot it would be to join the couple.

  He really, really needed to cum...

  How long had it been? Did it even matter? This was the first time this body would orgasm. And by the sun and stars it wanted to release.

  He shifted his hips, continuing to stroke, forcing himself to follow the couples steady consistent pace. The man on top had excellent stamina.

  "Good kitten, I love you take me."

  His feet twisted into the sheets after one particurly deep pair of moans. His breathing deepened, he felt so fucking good.

  Fuck.

  It would feel so nice to feel those moans stimute him as he plunged into the man's face."I forgot how much I missed bear cock. Can never have enough lube ayyyyyy? ughhhhh"

  He arched his back and shifted his hips, small pulses of pleasure reverberated from his shaft, radiating into every nerve as he worked himself into a frenzy.

  "Fuck my ass –unnngghh– right there, right thereeee."

  The couple picked up their pace, well on their way to finishing, he tightened the grip with both of his hands, he felt their lust and desire drive him to cum, to release all his stress.

  "Oh fuck, fuck fuckkkkk come with me, I'm –unnngghh– almost there."

  He felt his balls tighten and contract as he heard the two men moan deeply and the wet spped subsided.

  He came, his muscles and nerves pushing and pushing. His cock sent after arc after arc to the air. His cum nding all over his groin, legs and chest.

  And then a thought came to him and he licked a small drop off himself. It was pleasant, but not life altering, a tad bitter. He wondered if peoples enjoyment was mostly psychological instead of it's culinary potential.

  He was so focused on his hand that he didn't pay attention as the naked foxkin approached and knelt by his bed.

  "Want me to clean that up for you handsome?"

  Vicktor startled and paused for a moment but nodded, too nervous to speak.

  "Verbal consent for this one, say yes if you want it, I won't make you beg" the fox grinned in the dim light.

  "~~yes~~" he muttered.

  "I won't make you beg, but you have to be more clear." The fox moved his head to stare his groin. Desire evident in the dark.

  "Clean my cock" he then added "please"

  The foxkin practically dove in-between his legs, pnting a long lick along the inside of his thigh and ending up where his warm cock y against his stomach. The texture of the long tongue against his sweaty skin was heavenly.

  The sultry foxes eyes rolled back in his head as he swallowed.

  "This is practically divine, I can feel it, what god do you worship? This is clearly not the pantheon."

  "I don't?"

  "Alright then, keep your secrets, candyman. But I want seconds when you have time. I'm Zorra, by the way, and you taste delicious. Let me know when I can drain you for real. I can also bottom, but I'm not really a top."

  The fox continued his ministrations, licking everywhere the precious cum had nded. He was thorough, not even the smell of fresh cum remained after a minute or two.

  Vicktor almost came a second time as the fox finished his work. His cock twitched so close to the pretty foxes face.

  "Ughh I need to sleep. Talk to you ter stud."

  Zorra blew a kiss and departed. Vicktor turned to get comfortable. He was far too rung out to notice Ar looking at him through rge wide eyes...

  Aevoltaire