Wild Filth

Yawning and clicking his beak as he opened his eyes, nestled underneath a thick blanket with just his head poking out from under it, Gerald smirked as he felt how utterly drenched in sweat his feathers were, feeling the bedsheets sticking to his damp coat as he rolled onto his side. The owl had no idea whether the weather outside was beautiful or terrible, whether it was the middle of the night or if the sun was shining bright, or even what day of the week it was, heavy blackout curtains drawn over every window in his house and the blinds closed up for good measure, just like the slob of an avian liked it. Gerald was still enjoying his week off from work, making the best of the unexpected vacation he'd been given, throwing away any and all responsibilities and expectations that society had forced upon him, happily living in his filth. Tossing his blanket off, the horned owl smirked as he sat up and looked down at the pair of white briefs strapped around his crotch, at least the pair had still been white a few days ago when the man had first slipped them on. Now the underwear was stained yellow and brown all over, utterly covered with piss and shit, drenched in urine all over from when the bird would just release his bladder rather than bothering to get up from his seat, smudged with smears of shit from where he'd wipe his dirty fingers on the undies after getting done playing with his tailhole. The briefs, and Gerald’s entire body in general, also utterly reeked of sweat and cum, with the owl having cranked up the heating in his house to really let him stew in his own musk, jerking off and blowing a load over himself what felt like every few minutes. Standing up from his bed, leaving behind several sweat stains, ropes of cum, and a puddle of piss from when he'd been too lazy to get up for a leak in the middle of the night, the man reached for his glasses sitting on his night stand, setting them down onto the bridge of his beak as he casually strolled off, scratching his ass through his filthy briefs and ripping a rumbling fart into the pair, just taking a deep huff of the stink as he staggered off for a wank to take care of his morning, or afternoon, or evening wood. 

Wandering down to his little den, his rock hard cock pushing the worn down band of his underwear off of his belly as he idly groped his manhood through the briefs, Gerald slouched down on his seat in front of his computer, the chair already sporting a rather rank stain from all the times he couldn't have been bothered to lift his rump off of it before relieving his bladder or his bowels. Just further aroused by the stench lingering all around his house, the fetid mixture of shit, piss, sweat, and sex making his cock leak as it rubbed up against the front of his undies, leaving yet another fresh stain to add to all the dried ones, the owl turned his computer on. Leaning back, one hand on the mouse and the other fondling his erection, Gerald tried to think of what to blow his first load of the day to, coming up a little short as he stared at the blank browser page, humming to himself. After several days of degeneracy, the great horned owl had already gone through all his favourite videos and sites, having even used all the sex toys that he had stashed around his house, feeling a little burned out on just fucking a fleshlight or his own hand while watching the same handful of videos he always did. Yet the avian was very much still horny, even if he was a little worn out on the monotony of the last day or so, thinking he might find some way of spicing up his usual routine by visiting some new sites. Quickly heading over to a particularly wild forum he'd heard of, hoping that some kinkier videos would rouse his lewd spirits, the man didn't have to scroll around for long before a video suddenly caught his eye, clicking on it as he sat up in his chair a little. The page loaded up to a video of a canine man strolling through the woods for a few moments, suddenly jump cutting to the filmer standing before a feral deer, feeding the friendly beast a handful of oats, tossing a sprinkling of the treats down to the grass before slowly heading over to the backside of the animal. Lifting up the tail of the tame buck, the man shoved his camera down to get a good, close up view of the deer’s tailhole and sack, a little pink tip just barely visible past the furry sheath nestled underneath the male's balls. Gerald shuddered at the zoomed in view of the feral's asshole, spotting a little smear of brown on the rim of the puffy pucker, something that the canine filming either didn't notice or just didn't care about as the man's red rocket came into view, fully erect and dripping with precum as it slowly lined up with the asshole. Right before thrusting in, the video suddenly ended, looping back to the first seconds as Gerald audibly groaned in his seat, rolling his eyes as he slouched back again, his painfully erect cock throbbing in his lap, disappointed for the blue balls that the video had given him. Staring off at the ceiling, letting the sounds of the video play in the background, the perverted owl suddenly had an idea, thinking it through as his beak slowly formed into a smirk, realising that he might not have to settle with just a video, as his house was set right up against the woods after all. The man had gotten the place mostly just due to enjoying his privacy and the quiet, yet his close-to-nature dwelling might just turn out to let him get very, very close to nature after all. 

Feeling rather excited about the deviant ideas and plans forming in his head, Gerald shut off his computer and hurried over to the back door, grabbing the corner of one of the blackout curtains covering the windows, gently lifting it up and peeking behind it. Squinting at the bright light, groaning as he blinked and tried to get adjusted after having spent a few days mostly just in the glow of his PC screen, the owl peered out into his backyard, seeing that it seemed to be around afternoon, the slightly overgrown garden offering just enough visibility for him to make sure that none of his neighbours were around to witness him. With no one to bother him, the thrilled avian cracked open the back door, stepping out in just his stained briefs as his feather immediately poofed up slightly, gasping quietly as the cool summer air mixed with the musky, sweltering air of his home. Though he certainly preferred the foul stench of his house to the fresh air of the outdoors, Gerald was much more eager to get his hands on a wild beast to rut, inspired by the video. With his erection tenting his tight underwear, the bird marched right through his backyard and out a small gate in the back, heading for the woods, slipping into the bushes before anyone spotted a single feather of his. The owl wasn't worried about wandering around in the woods half-naked and reeking of shit, since the forest barely saw any visitors, what with the rather affluent neighbourhood preferring to spend their weekends and vacations in summer houses or on a beach instead, meaning that the IT administrator could stroll around in any state he wanted without fear of being caught out there. Keeping his ears and eyes perked for any signs of a beast that he could have a little fun with, hoping that whatever he might encounter would be as tame and dirty as the deer he'd seen on the video, Gerald made his way deeper into the woods, letting his dick guide him along and point the way. 

Not long after he'd set out on his horny trek through the woods, the avian’s nostrils caught a whiff of something rather rank and pungent, something other than the dirty pair of underwear he himself was wearing, that is. Following the scent, Gerald pushed through a few thick bushes, coming across a little field of grass nestled amongst the trees, and a gift for the owl left right by the tree line. Glancing down by his bare claws, the man spotted a pile of dung, fresh and practically still steaming, almost the size of his hand. Squatting down with a deviant smile on his beak, the bird leaned his head down to take a closer look at the mound of scat, moaning as he took a sniff of the thick, dark, and long turds piled up in a mound. Looking around, Gerald saw no hide nor tail of whoever or whatever had left the dung behind, much to his disappointment, but the owl certainly didn't mind the consolation prize he was left with, huffing as he slowly reached a hand towards the big pile. With a shivering moan, the man dug his fingers deep into the shit, feeling how wonderfully warm and smooth it was, soft enough for him to easily scoop up a handful, bringing it right up to his face to take a long, satisfied inhale. Basking in the reeking scent of the wild animal's shit, a little smear of brown left on the tip of his beak from bowing his head just a tad too far down, the owl’s tail feathers fanned out and drooped down as his cock throbbed in his briefs, precum spilling through the fabric. Unable to resist, Gerald slipped the thumb of his free hand down the front of his underwear, pulling the band up as his glistening pink shaft twitched, immediately letting the mound of shit he was holding in his other hand fall into the pair, landing inside of the undies with a satisfying, wet slap. Grabbing his cock and smearing the scat all over it while he leaned back and gasped in bliss, Gerald could hardly contain his lust, encasing his manhood in the feral's shit while quivering, leaking big globs of pre into the pile in his underwear. Desperate for even more, the man reached down for the remaining few logs still left on the grass, snatching them up and smearing them straight on his chest while squeezing and groping his filled up briefs with the other hand. Falling to his knees while bellowing and squawking out wild cries of lust, moaning while closing his eyes and letting the sensation and the stench overwhelm him, Gerald massaged his nipples with the creamy and warm shit, humping his scat-filled underwear against his other hand, panting as he quickly rushed towards a much needed and intense climax. 

Furiously stroking his cock through the briefs, grunting while gently pinching and rubbing at his sensitive nipples, bucking forwards against his hand and fucking the mound of shit stuffed into his underwear, Gerald was right on the verge of a climax when something suddenly made the feathers on his neck stand on end. Getting the uncanny sensation that he was being watched, the panting owl quickly glanced over his shoulder, stopping for a few seconds to ease the faint anxiety lingering over him, casually licking his shit-smeared fingers clean, still clutching his bulging crotch with the other hand. Looking around, Gerald saw no sign of anyone, sure that no one besides him was out for a stroll in the woods, not in the middle of the week at that time of the day anyways, shrugging and getting back to what he was doing. Rutting the mound of shit packed into his briefs, grabbing onto the front of his crotch with both hands with animal scat smeared all over his chest, the owl huffed and puffed as he was once again brought right up to the edge, just a hair away from achieving the climax he was so desperate for when suddenly the sensation of being watched yet again made him lose focus at the very last second. With a frustrated grunt, the bird shot up to his feet and turned around, jumping slightly at the sight of someone actually standing there this time around, taking a few steps back as he found himself staring down a bear poking its head out from behind a bush. Thankfully for the avian, the ursine wasn't an adult, but only a small cub barely bigger than his neighbour's dalmatian, the feral's curious eyes staring down the frozen owl. The cub's nose twitched as he sniffed the air, slowly stepping out of the bush and into the clearing as it silently approached the shit-smeared man, intrigued by the musk of the visitor to the woods, bravely waddling right up to the bird. Watching in awe as the little bear came over to him, the feral's snout inching closer to his tented briefs, Gerald let out a soft moan as the young beast's nose rubbed up against the pair, grinding against his erection stuffed within a mound of the cub's own shit. 

Immediately relaxing as soon as he realised that the young bear seemed more interested in sniffing at him rather than using him as a chew toy, Gerald huffed quietly and set his hands by his hips, gently thrusting his crotch forwards against the curious feral's face. Getting braver by the second, intrigued by the musk of the two-legged stranger, the little bear sniffed around at the man's bulging crotch, grinding his snout against the throbbing cock and the mound of his own shit hidden just beneath the brown-stained fabric of the underwear, scat squeezing out the top and the bottom of the pair as he rubbed his muzzle against it. Panting with lust as he watched the ursine sniffing around his loins, the owl shuddered and very nearly came on the spot when the cub's tongue made a sudden appearance, big and wide enough even at the bear's young age to easily cup around the entire bulging crotch of the avian pervert. Gasping at the sensation of the feral's tongue against his dirty briefs, feeling the gusts of hot air blowing from the cub's nostrils as he was sniffed and licked, Gerald felt a tingling in his loins that travelled all the way up his back, suddenly triggering something that made him realise just how full his bladder had been all morning long. With the curious animal seemingly enjoying all the wild aromas and musks lingering around his crotch, the owl decided that a little additional wetness probably wouldn't be a problem for his newfound, four-legged partner, grinning and taking a deep breath before relaxing his bladder, letting the gates of the dam open wide. Flinching and taking a single step back as a stream of piss suddenly surged forth through the fabric of the filthy undies, accompanied by a hissing sound as a torrent rushed from the gently moaning avian’s tip, the little bear just watched the yellow liquid pouring down the owl’s legs for a few moments, sniffing at the air, before his curiosity was further piqued, inching closer to the rushing stream. With a lecherous smile, Gerald watched the feral beast opening its mouth and pushing its tongue out to take a taste of his piss, his dick throbbing in the shit-filled briefs as his urine splattered all over the ursine’s face, marking the cub with his scent as the young animal happily lapped up his musky liquor, drinking up his pee as fast as it spilled through his briefs.

Emptying his bladder with a satisfied grunt as the bear slurped the waterfall of urine pouring through the underwear, taking a moment just to catch his breath after the stream had come to an end and the cub bowed down to lap at the puddle of piss formed on the grass, Gerald couldn't help but to wonder whether he could do even more with the young feral while standing there in his soaking wet briefs. Deciding that he had to at least try, or he'd never forgive himself, the horny horned owl slowly stripped off his underwear, letting the shit-filled pair drop down to the floor as he gingerly stepped out of them, moving aside to watch as the little ursine immediately moved to sniff at them. Nosing around at the mess of scat, piss, and precum that had been smeared all over the inside of the briefs, the cub poked his nose right into the mound, giving it a few tasting licks before opening up his maw to gobble up a mouthful of the filth. Grinning as he watched the animal chow down on the mound, stroking his scat-smeared cock the whole time, Gerald quietly moved behind the beast while it was busy with his undies, dropping down on all fours at the little feral's rump. Gently brushing the cub's tail up and out of the way, the owl found himself staring down at an adorable little tailhole buried within the brown fur, and a sack nestled right underneath it, able to correctly sex the beast without needing a veterinary degree. The man could also tell that while bears did indeed shit in the woods, they most certainly didn't wipe, with a fresh smear of dung and a few older stains slathered all over the tight little tailhole and the fur around it, making for a wonderful sight and an even better scent as Gerald shoved his beak right up against the backside of the animal. Gently cupping the little male's sack, making sure that the cub didn't mind being fondled and played with, the owl softly rolled around and massaged the set of balls, seeing that the ursine was still happily licking away at his filthy underwear as he smirked, taking a big huff of the little bear’s ass before opening his beak and dipping his tongue into the hole. The avian felt the cub clenching slightly as he stuffed his tongue inside, slowly relaxing as he worked it deeper and deeper, moaning against the dirty asshole as he licked and suckled on the pucker, still groping the feral boy's sack the whole time he was rimming the young feral. 

Tonguing the bear's tight hole for some time, with his manhood pulsing and spilling precum all over his piss-soaked thighs the whole time, reeking of animal dung as more and more manure was smeared across his beak and face, Gerald finally pulled his maw out from under the cub's tail. Gasping as he rose up to his knees, holding the little male's rump with both hands as he stared at the gently twitching pink hole right in front of him, the owl debated whether to risk it and go all the way or not, eventually deciding to throw caution to the wind as he huffed. Shuffling closer to his feral partner, the bird grabbed his filthy cock, precum constantly oozing from the tip as he brought it right up to the cub's asshole glistening with his saliva, holding his breath as he gently slipped the tip in, clutching the young male. Though the bear shuffled and shifted around slightly, clenching his pucker before relaxing again, the cub didn't seem to mind the sensation of getting his asshole gaped open around the man's cock, still happily sniffing and licking away at the offering left for him. With a shuddering groan, Gerald slowly sunk himself balls deep in the feral boy, closing his eyes as the tightness and warmth made his tail feathers twitch, gripping the ursine’s fur as he sunk in the final few inches, suddenly feeling something inside of the cub's bowels. Realising that his tip was sinking into a fresh pile of dung, shit that was still travelling down the pipe, the owl couldn't help himself, immediately driving his dick in the rest of the way as he moaned, hilting himself in the softly panting cub. Humping away at the young bear's ass, so utterly entranced and captivated by his lust that he didn't even know or care what was happening around him, Gerald let loose whatever was still remaining in his bladder, spraying out a small stream of piss straight into the male's bowels while fucking the wild beast. With his guts kicking into action thanks to the churning as well as the urine enema he'd been given, the playfully roaring bear cub's load of shit began to quickly squeeze down his bowels, pushing down towards his anus while the owl’s manhood plunged right into the soft turds. 

Gasping as he felt his piss rushing past his throbbing shaft, followed shortly after by the mound of shit slowly but surely squeezing around his girth, sliding further down the tunnel with every thrust he gave the feral's tailhole until it was spewing out the pucker and smushing up against the feathers on his crotch, Gerald moaned loudly while ploughing away at the bear. Uncaring of who might see or hear him, unwilling to stop rutting away at the cub until he'd gotten off even if at the very next second an entire bus of his co-workers appeared from the bushes, the owl chirped and cried out while hammering the little ursine. Every buck into the shit-filled asshole got the bird nearer to the climax he'd been savouring all morning long, stars in his eyes as he inched closer and closer until one last thrust from him and one last push from the cub finally sent him over the edge, grunting as he finally reached his climax. Cupping the bear's sack and fondling the little beast's sheath, Gerald unloaded balls deep inside of the feral's ass, trembling as he felt like he was spewing out gallons of bird seed inside of the wild animal, feeling globs of scat dripping down his crotch and legs. As the owl unloaded into the cub's tailhole, more and more of the dung spewing out of his asshole was a semisolid mixture of the man's load and his feces, a slurry that oozed past the throbbing cock buried in his rump as he panted. Nearly toppling over the little bear, huffing and puffing as his orgasm finally came to a close, Gerald stayed hilted in the boy for a few moments longer before finally pulling out, a winded smile on his face as he watched his shit-coated dick slipping out, a torrent of sloppy scat squirting out right afterwards, streaks of white mixed in with the brown mud pouring out into a mound on the grass. Patting the creampied feral on the back, the horned owl was just about to thank the cub for letting him take out his pent up needs when suddenly a bush rustled directly behind the man, barely giving him enough time to look over his shoulder before a loud roar sent him up on his feet, watching as a bear, much bigger than the one he'd just unloaded into, stormed out of the woods, 
“Oh shi-”
The papa bear easily thrice the side of Gerald barrelled straight into the man, bowling him over and knocking him onto the ground, tumbling over a few times before he finally settled on his belly, groaning and clutching his head as he felt teeth gently latching onto his tail feathers, his eyes going wide as he stared off into the distance, 
“Oh, fu-”
With a yelp, Gerald was dragged across the grass, grunting softly as the father of the cub he'd bedded hauled him off into the woods, not giving him any opportunities to say no to the invitation. Cum and shit still trickling down from his creampied tailhole, the cub picked up the filthy pair of briefs from the floor before happily running after his dad, galloping right alongside the owl being dragged across the forest floor. 

Unable to do much besides just curling up to not let the occasional twig or rock thwack him in the face while he was hauled across the woods, just hoping that he wouldn't end up getting to see the bowels of a bear from the inside in addition to blowing his load in them, Gerald anxiously whimpered throughout the whole, long trip through the forest. The big bear and his cub eventually arrived at a little den, hauling his latest catch into the cave before finally setting the man down, both ursines turning to study and inspect the visitor to their woods a little closer. Rolling onto his back, gulping as he found himself stared down by both bears, trying not to move an inch as the snouts of the two approached him, just relieved that neither muzzle was opening up and giving him a close up look at the sharp teeth hidden within. Just as intrigued by the heavy musk of the bird as his cub had been, the parent pressed his nose right up against the anxious owl’s chest, taking a few deep huffs before slowly dragging his nostrils towards the more potent source of the stench, getting the avian to squirm lightly as he nosed around at the man's crotch. Clutching his beak so as not to moan while the big bear’s snout rubbed up against his cock, quickly causing his chub to swell up to a full erection once more, Gerald’s goal of staying silent only got more difficult with the cub getting in on the action as well, letting out a tiny gasp as the feral boy's cold nose prodded at the bottoms of his feet. The cub sniffed at the owl’s sweaty claws for a few seconds before taking a lick, slobbering all over the ticklish feet while his father sniffed around the man's crotch, causing the bird to writhe and moan softly. Deciding that the visitor needed to be marked with his scent rather than the stranger’s musk that was lingering heavy around Gerald, the older bear suddenly stood up, giving a soft roar as he stepped over the surprised looking owl, suddenly squatting down and pressing his unwiped, filthy asshole right onto the man, grinding it up and down the avian, his dick poking out of his sheath as a stream of piss sprayed out directly onto Gerald’s crotch as well. Gasping and clutching the papa bear's rump with his head stuck under the ursine’s ass, the horned owl was loving all the new scents he was being marked with, his dick standing up straight as the cub quickly moved to his chest, the little bear's tongue licking the shit off of his nipples while his muffled moans of pleasure echoed all around the cave.

Getting grinded on and licked by the father and son pair, pinned under the two ferals while his nervousness quickly turned into pure lust once more, Gerald moaned greedily while happily letting the big bear use him as toilet paper, shivering as steaming hot piss soaked into his feathers and the cub's tongue teased his perked up nipples. The owl wasn't the only one getting worked up however, with the older of the ursines giving a soft, horny growl after rubbing his filthy tailhole all over the man, feeling the avian’s tongue tickling his tailhole every time his ass shifted over the bird's face. With his cock poking out of his sheath, the bear clambered off of Gerald, instead turning his attention to the little feral boy still licking at the panting man, sniffing around under the cub's tail for a few moments before suddenly jumping up to mount his own son. Watching in awe as the father casually plunged balls deep inside of the smaller bear's tailhole right next to him, quickly understanding why the cub had been so receptive to being rimmed and fucked back in the clearing, Gerald slowly sat up, clutching his rock hard cock as he watched the grunting pair rutting. Not wanting to be left out of the fun, the owl immediately crawled underneath the cub, sliding under the little bear on his back, getting situated so he'd have first class seats to see the action. Just inches above his head, the man watched as the big bear's cock rammed deep into the cub, plunging up more shit and the cum he'd pumped inside of the young feral only a while earlier. With the disgusting mixture dripping down onto Gerald’s face, he happily opened his beak and licked up the mess splattering on him, reaching up to fondle the cub's cock as his own erection slapped the boy on the chin. Giving soft moans and roars while his father took his tailhole from behind, shivering slightly as he felt the bird groping him at the same time, the young bear instinctively followed the musky and rank scent of the shit-caked cock swinging around right in front of his face, opening his muzzle and latching onto the shaft like he was nursing on a teat, suckling on the girth while taking another in his ass. 

Jerking off the little bear while catching the drippings from the big bear in his mouth, panting and moaning loudly while rushing towards another climax, Gerald watched as the father of the cub roared and blew a load right deep into the boy's tailhole, feeling the smaller shaft in his hands twitch at the same time as spurts of cum splashed onto his chest. As a mixture of the older ursine’s seed and the cub's shit began to flow out of the newly creampied pucker again, the owl kept his beak as wide open as he could get it, catching everything in his maw as he shuddered, grunting with his mouth full as he bucked against the cub's muzzle, letting himself cum as well. Feeling his father's load rushing into his asshole, flushing out the remainder of the cum that the owl had pumped in him as well as whatever scat still remained in his bowels, the cub happily guzzled down the ropes of cum spraying onto his tongue, not even trying to hold in the flow of slurry pouring from his tailhole as soon as his dad pulled out of him. Finally swallowing once his beak was starting to overflow, Gerald had gotten the first mouthful down just in time to see the adult beast pulling out, the cub immediately squatting down right over his face, pushing to expel all that had been pumped into the tailhole, straining while it all splattered onto and into the man's open beak. Gulping down everything that gushed into his maw, licking his face clean as best as he could while both of the bears slowly clambered off of him, the owl was left lying on the cave floor, utterly covered in a filthy mixture of shit, piss, and cum, some of it his own and a whole lot of it from two different wild animals, gasping and smiling as his cock slapped against his belly. Feeling like he was exhausted enough to just pass out right then and there, the bird wondered whether the bears would mind sharing their den with someone for the night, hoping that relieving the pair in all meanings of the word might make them more open to the idea of having a two-legged roommate for a little while.