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An otter accepts a bet that his hunky horse neighbor can make him cum, hands free! They just have to do one little thing to make sure he doesnt' try to cheat!

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "I Can Make You Cum, Hands Free!\nGabby's heart knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't help himself. His breath fogged up the window of his upstairs bedroom as he stared down through the glass, soaking up every square inch of his handsome, naked neighbor Cliff. The stallion was drowsing in the sun, laid out on a bright blue blanket with arms and limbs akimbo, black shades masking his eyes and a white plastic band pumping music into his ears. A lather of sweat was soaking through the short-cropped brown fur, the stallion's cock sprawled languidly, nakedly over one muscular thigh. Adonis in repose, he was a study in the art of masculine leisure. Then, the stallion's hand meandered down to his resting manhood, curling around it with thick-hoofed finger tips. \nWith an impish grin, Cliff manipulated his dark, hefty length, flopping it with an air of casual exhibitionism—a salacious semaphore aimed directly at the voyeuristic otter. Gabby's face flushed scarlet as his neighbor's voice boomed, \"Hey neighbor!\"\nGabby had been caught. Again. The otter glanced down, realizing that the sun had shifted through the sky enough to shine in through the window that he was staring out through, revealing the white furred otter in what should have been a mirrored pane. Gabbie unlocked and lifted the window, leaning out into the space between his and Cliff's houses.\n\"Oh, hello Cliff, I didn't realize you were sunning today!\"\n\"Oh? Were you just admiring my perfectly clipped lawn?\"\nGabby nodded. \"Yup, I admire your edging!\"\nCliff flopped his dick back and forth, the long length of it slapping from one thigh to the other. \"You must REALLY enjoy it, with how eagerly you were jacking off!\"\n\"I'm not-\" Gabby looked down, and realized that his dick was out, jutting upwards adamantly, hard and curved upwards towards his chin like an angry banana. \"Oh.\"\n\"When are you going to invite me over?\" Cliff said, propping himself up into a sitting position with one elbow on the blanket. \"You don't have to fantasize, you know.\"\nThe words hung in the sultry summer air, and Gabby's response was immediate. \"Come over, then. I mean, not then... now.\" He heard the words but didn't feel himself say them. They were just there, a clear invitation cast down from his gilded second floor apartment to the muscular equine in the grass below. An invitation that was quickly accepted. The equine stood, stretching out his arms, and then began to walk towards the front yard, to walk around the tall wooden fence between their homes. \n\n\nThe otter watched the confident stallion go, feeling his cheeks burn with realization that Cliff had no problem strutting through the neighborhood in full view of anyone who cared enough to watch. The stallion was completely nude, save for an armband around his bicep. Gabby watched him go, sighing as the stallion turned left and out of view, disappearing around the front of the house. Gabby's house.\n\"Oh, snickerdoodles, he really is coming! Here!\" Gabby realized. He grabbed his bathrobe, stumbling out of his bedroom and towards the stairs. He could see a shadow sliding up over the cloudy white glass on either side of his front door, a big, naked hunk of a stallion just standing there like an UberEats delivery driver!\nding dong!\nGabby swung open the door, the outside air streaming hot and raw around his neighbor's body, bringing the scent of lead and buttered popcorn into the otter's foyer. Sunlight clung to every curve of the equine's towering figure, holding him in a lover's caress and highlighting the rich brown of his fur. The stallion stepped in, a parade of one, ducking under the door frame and then standing up inside the air conditioned room. \n\"Hey there,\" Cliff greeted, his deep voice making Gabby's bones tremble. He swaggered forward, a full foot and a half of dick swinging from the inside of one thigh, over his soft, sun-loosened ball-sack, to slap against the inside of the other thigh. Everything about him was casual, confident, and masculine. Gabby had been lusting over the big stallion ever since he moved in. Now that Cliff was in his house, the otter's gaze took in every inch of the stud's thick, dark shaft. It was a testament to both the heft, and the raw power, contained within the stallion's majestic form. \"You finally grew a pair, eh?\"\nGabby swallowed, hard, his own endowment straining painfully between his legs. His cock was white skinned, matching his fur, save for the angry pink glans. His cock curved upwards like a banana, jutting in an arrogant point towards the stallion that had brought about its tumescence. It held none of the shyness that Gabby sheltered in, his dick adamantly aroused and demanding attention. \"Y-yeah. I mean, what? No. I, um-\"\n\"No, really. Your balls, dude. They're looking fat. I've checked you out in the gym locker room, and you aren't normally...\" Cliff gestured towards the otter's groin. \"Such a shower. That an otter thing? Your balls hang lower when you're jerking it to your naked neighbor?\" The horse was smiling, but there was a predatory glint in his eyes, one that made precum bubble from the tip of Gabby's cock. \n\"Oh. Thank you,\" Gabby finally managed to say. His voice sounded thin, lost in the heady rush of blood pulsing between his ears. The air was charged with the excitement of a horny nerd about to get his claws into the meat of a big horny stud, and he was ready for it. \n\n\nCliff ambled past the otter, his tail swishing in a brush along the otter's erection. Gabby realized that he was still holding his bathrobe, and had not actually put it on. He hung it on the bannister, feeling no need to get dressed now, and followed Cliff down the hall and into the kitchen. The stallion's back muscles rippled, the smell of the sun-baked fur wafting behind him like fresh baked bread. The equine's casual nudity, in another man's house, made Gabby's fur prickle with excitement.\n\"Hey, do you mind if I get some water?\" Cliff asked over his shoulder, as he hunched over the sink. The faucet was already running, but Gabby nodded anyways, transfixed by the view of the horse's muscular, powerful backside. The equine's glutes were tense, flexed but not flexed, and the otter wanted to lose himself between them. \nCliff turned back to face him, a glass of water in his hand. He leaned back against the counter, lifting the glass, smiling as Gabby stared at his long bristled chin and the big, soft, thick lips. Droplets of water streamed over those lips, clinging to the horse's chin, shimmering like precious diamonds. The soft lips pulled into a knowing smirk. \n\"So, Gabby. When were you planning on telling me how badly you want to have sex with me?\"\nGabby's cheeks burned, but something inside him twisted deliciously with the taunting way Cliff said that. The otter busied himself with the small island, fussing with a bowl of apples. \n\"Come on,\" Cliff continued. His voice growled in the otter's ribs, warm and deep and teasing. \"Do you think I don't realize how sexy I am? I'm a sexual health coach. Getting others to recognize, and act on, their attractions and kinks is how I make a living.\"\n\"Y-yeah, I know, but-\" Gabby started, but Cliff wasn't about to let him protest. The horse waved his paw, silencing the otter's protests.\n\"You're tired of having to do it all yourself, aren't you? You wish you had a big, handsome stud like me to get you off. Do you still think you're a dom, or have you accepted your submissive nature?\"\nGabby blushed harder, shrugging. He had imagined being in the bed, under the horse, watching as the cocky stallion slurped and bobbed along his cock. \"You got that like half right, you see-\"\nCliff made a loose imitation of Gabby's voice. \"'Oh, you know, with a horse like him, I'd never need to use my hand again,' right?\" The stallion put down his empty water glass, and jacked off an invisible cock with his hand. Gabby could almost feel the stallion's grip, as if his cock was caught between the stallion's fingers. \"You can just lay back, and let me do all the work, right?\"\nGabby wasn't sure what idea excited him more; the idea of laying back and letting Cliff work every inch of his body, massaging and licking and slurping and grinding onto him, into him-\n\"Boring. How about this: I bet I could make you come without laying a finger on that dick of yours.\"\n\"Prove it!\" Gabby said, his cheeks reddening with the ease and quickness with which the challenge had emerged from his mouth. \"I mean, like, how? I'm not into butt stuff-\"\n\"Don't have to be. There's so many ways a man can get off, Gabby. Only about a third of them involve penile or prostate stimulation,\" Cliff said, as he brushed the otter's bathrobe off of his shoulders. \"And I know all of them. To think, you've been settling for cranking one out with your hand, all this time.\" The horse reached down, giving Gabby's firm banana a slow, soft stroke with his big strong fingers. \"After today, you won't even think about masturbating again.\"\nGabby looked down at his cock, at Cliff's paw, then back up. \"But masturbation is fun. I love the feel of my dick in my hands.\" He didn't mind Cliff stripping him down, and he certainly didn't mind the feeling of the stallion's warm paw wrapped tightly around his cock. Gabby followed as Cliff led him through to the kitchen. \"Maybe you just need me to jerk you off, to see how good it feels.\"\nCliff snorted, using the otter's cock to swing him around and push his butt up against the kitchen island. \"This isn't about my cock, it's about your cock. Which, I gotta say, is nice. You take good care of yourself.\" His free hand roamed across Gabby's chest, sliding through the short and glossy fur, pinching playfully against his skin and tugging at it. \n\"I do,\" Gabby said, reveling in the attention. His heart pounded, enjoying absolutely the big buff stallion pushing him around, teasing at his body as he held Gabby's fat dick in his hand. A little over eight inches long, the curving shape fitting naturally in the loose curl of the stallion's fingers, the reddened cockhead straining and already seeping fluids with the attention. \"Is that what brought you over? My sleek muscles? My beautiful fur?\"\n\"Just this,\" Cliff said, giving another squeeze. He chuckled at the pulsing throb he got in response. He reached down, letting that dick snap up against Gabby's belly, and cradled Gabby's hefty testicles instead. \"And these, of course.\" He gave a gentle squeeze, watching Gabby's squirming response, watched the otter's nipples harden with the dull, aching pleasure that radiated up from the grip around his eggs. \"I like that. They're sensitive, aren't they?\"\nGabby grunted, his mind rattling with arousal as the big stallion handled him so openly. \"Pretty sensitive, I d-don't usually, um..\" He reached for words that didn't exist, wincing with the second soft squeeze to his eggs. \"No squeeze, usually.\"\n\"No squeeze, eh? Interesting. Well, I think it's time to break out the big guys. I'm gonna get you off, Gabby, just by handling your balls. That's how easy a guy like me can make a guy like you climax. Are you ready for that?\"\nGabby nodded, leaning back against the island, spreading his legs wider. Cliff reached past Gabby with his spare hand, grasping something from behind the otter.\n\n\n\"There's just one thing,\" the stallion said, with a sound of metal scraping against wood. Gabby watched in confusion as Cliff showed him the sharp silver blades of the poultry shears that he had drawn from the block. \"That dick of yours is just a bit too distracting. Both for you, and for me.\" \nCliff opened up the blades, and Gabby watched, entranced, as the stallion positioned the sharpened shears around the root of his maleness. The cold metal kissed the thick base, and then pressed slightly in. Gabby's eyes widened, the peculiar configuration finally ringing in realization across his mind.\n\"Wait-\" he started, but Cliff had already started squeezing the shears together. Gabby had heard the sound of those shears before, the determinate SHNIP of metal scraping against itself. \nGabby's dick strained, bulging intensely as the base was squeezed between the blades before the metal sank into the hard flesh. Shock rippled through the otter's body as he watched himself allow the stallion to remove his penis. No foreplay, no threat, no bondage, just a casual snip of the shears and he watched his big otter cock come off at the root. The thick, pale length shuddered and then came free, the shaft truncated cleanly from the root. Cliff lifted it up and away from Gabby's groin, the otter's mouth open wide with shock, his mind racing with lust and confusion. \nCliff handed the severed penis to Gabby, letting the otter hold the warm, heavy length of his penis in his own hand. The flesh was strangely numb, with a soft, smooth, leathery texture. He gave it a squeeze, and then it struck him exactly what had just happened. His dick had been completely severed off. He held it up, staring at his length, mind bubbling with lust and confusion and shock, as Cliff casually lifted him up by his shoulders and sat his ass down on top of the counter.\n\"This is my-\" Gabby started to say, incredulously. He held his cock in front of him like a popsicle, just staring at it.\n\"It sure is,\" Cliff said, as he took the cock back out of his hand. \"And you agreed to a hands free orgasm, which means no touching.\" He gave the inert flesh a flick with his hand, the otter wincing at the sharp pap of the horse's finger against his flesh. Cliff laid the flesh on Gabby's thigh, the dormant meat warm and heavy on the otter's leg. Gabby's mind reeled again, unable to quite put together why there were four inches of space between his body and his cock. \nHis stupor was interrupted by the crunch of the horse's fist against his ball-sack. When Gabby had been set up on the counter, his balls were still hanging over the edge of the marble. The big pink balls had tightened up slightly, the scrotum drawing snugly around them, which unfortunately made them easier to slam into the back of the counter. \nGabby looked down, at the horse's fist slammed into his fat balls. There was no dick that could flop down over top of them to protect them. Cliff reeled his hand back, and then crunched it into the fat balls once again.\n\"Oh God, Cliff... please...\" Gabby groaned, grasping the edge of the counter with his hands, trying to keep himself from grabbing at his groin. \"Don't pop my balls!\"\n\"I'm not gonna,\" Cliff said, \"Though if I wanted to, I would. You'd be cute with nothing between your legs.\" He twisted his fist, grinding the balls harder against the edge of the counter, pulling back and slamming his other nut in against the edge as well. \"You should trust me, though. The number of balls I've crushed,\" he said, socking his other fist in, alternating between the two and emphasizing each of the words with them.\n \"-Popped-\" wham\n\"-Ruptured-\" whumph! \"-and destroyed?\" \nThe stallion chuckled. \"Castrating someone is easy. You should give me more credit, Gabby. No, you have a nice pair of balls; big and heavy and round and dense, and most importantly, sensitive.\" He wrapped his hand around the neck of Gabby's scrotum, pulling down firmly, nearly tugging the otter off of the table. \"You better be real proud of them!\"\n\"I'm proud of my dick, too!\" Gabby said, his cheeks blushing hotly with the strange praise that the horse was giving him. He picked his dick back, waggling it in front of the horse's muzzle. \"This is a beautiful cock, and you just snipped it off!\"\n\"Because you can't keep your hands off of it!\" Cliff laughed. His other hand moved to help stretch and pull the otter's bruised balls downwards, working the kinks out of those thick cords. \"God, these things feel dense. Heavy. Backed up. I bet you didn't even notice how heavy they're getting, huh?\"\n\"Not really,\" Gabby gasped, his head swimming with the roiling agony in his groin and guts. His stomach was cramping with the abruptness of the stallion's abuse, his big ripe fruits tenderized by the hard punches. \"They're just my balls, man, they're always been like that!\"\n\"Such a shame, you don't even realize your own potential!\" Cliff said. He shifted the nuts between his fingers, both hands wrapping casually around one of the billiard balls that hung between Gabby's thighs. \"These are a nice pair. Perfect for abusing. You should really consider showing them off more prevalently.\"\nCliff crushed his fingers inwards, making a fist in each paw, with Gabby's balls unfortunately still resting in his palms. The horse's powerful fingers dented the big nuts, the hot flesh bulging out between his knuckles as he casually compacted the fat eggs inwards.\nGabby wheezed, back arching, fur floofing out all over as his balls sang with the agony of being crushed, continuously and firmly. \n\n\n\"You ever hear of SAXX underwear? It's great for round nuts like yours,\" Cliff drawled. The equine combined his hands together, crushing Gabby's eggs against each other as he squeezed his palms into a praying gesture, with the otter's balls flattened between them. \"They kind of hold, cup, and push the balls up and forward. Shows them off, AND makes it easier to just grab them.\"\nCliff finagled, squeezed and crushed the fat balls together, managing to wrap them both up in one palm. They distended between his fingers, and Cliff twisted his wrist back and forth, tugging them down and away from Gabby's body.\n\"Look at that,\" he said, gesturing to Gabby's groin. The otter looked down, brain swimming in torturous arousal, at the thick, smooth stump that used to be his cock. He didn't understand what Cliff was referring to, at first, until he realized how hard his stump was. It was only an inch or so long, but that was enough, the flesh jutting up as adamant and needy as his dick normally would be. \"You don't have a dick, but it looks like you're about to cum, don't it?\"\n\"F-fuck,\" Gabby said. \"This is so painful, though, isn't there a better way, a normal way, to get me off? LIke, you could-\"\n\"Trust the program,\" Cliff chided. He pushed his palm against the top of the counter, pulling his fingers out from under the trapped balls so that they were flattened against the smooth marble, one on top of the other. He locked his arm, and leaned forward, letting the weight of his arm and upper torso settle on top of those two flattened, distended glands. \"I promise a hands free orgasm, and that's what I'm giving you. I know you were hoping to get this dick under your tail, but this is much more... interesting.\"\nGabby groaned, his teeth clenched and his head back with the sensation of his tender balls being flattened against the counter. \"It's... too much.... please....\"\nCliff laughed as the otter grasped at his muscular forearm, trying to pry the horse away. \"That pain is just impotence leaving your body. Embrace the pleasure, and let your balls bring you to the orgasm you so desperately need.\"\n\"I don't... need to orgasm!\" Gabby whined, gasping, ears folding back and cheeks flushed with arousal. Truth is, he could feel it, deep in his groins, some kind of powerful pleasure, some kind of sensation building up inside him.\n\"Of course you do, you think a dude who was getting some on the regular would let me cut off his dick?\" Cliff laughed, and relaxed, letting the pressure off of the whitened, flattened balls. Gabby squeaked as his balls reformed, inflating back to their regular shape, biting his lip hard as they radiated pain from their abuse. The plump, juicy fruits were pulled taut, as Cliff reached up to his armband and unzipped it. \"Of course not. Your balls are basically inert. That means they need roughed up, to get the juices flowing. It's like cracking a glow stick. It may be painful, but it's necessary.\"\nThe stallion seemed far too eager with just how much pain he was inflicting on the otter's poor orbs. From his armband, Cliff pulled out a small black rectangular unit, about the size of a cigarette pack. He offered it to Gabby, keeping the otter's balls twisted, crushed, and pinned down with his other hand.\n\"Pull the sides of that up and free,\" the horse instructed. Gabby was so delicious, so horny and pent up and brain fogged with pain, that he did so. The unit's sides were plastic, flexible, sliding out on two metal prongs that locked into place. The gadget looked like a cross between a hungry beetle and a taser. He tried to understand what they were, and what they were for, but even with his glasses on, they were blurry and hard to identify. The growing, nagging sensation of something deep in his groins was getting stronger, building into a ball of reluctant pleasure deep in his groin.\n\"Don't feel bad about getting off to this,\" Cliff said, as he pulled the device away from Gabby's fingers. \"It's not even your choice, really.\" The equine yanked on the otter's balls, enjoying the grunt of pain, and jammed the two flat plastic 'cups' in against the stretched scrotum. There were two sharp metal pins, like push tacks, in the middle of the two panels. Gabby yelped as they stabbed up through the skin of his scrotum, piercing directly into the underside of each of his nuts. \n\"See? That hurts, no worse than a couple of bee stings, but you're gonna love it in just a second,\" Cliff said. He pressed a button on the device, studying it as he adjusted a dial. \"You're built to enjoy this. You couldn't help but cum, even if you wanted to.\"\n\"I want to cum,\" Gabby gasped. He winced, leaning back slightly, staring at the plastic wings that were now cupping against his balls. \"But what is it, I mean, what does it-\"\n\"Shhhh,\" Cliff said. \"Better to show than to tell, right?\" He pushed a black button down with his thumb, grinning a wide, square toothed grin up at the otter, as the device kicked in.\nGabby's thighs trembled, as electricity fried its way through his big soft tender testicles. Gabby had licked a battery once, as a dare, years ago, and the weird tingling aluminum sensation on his tongue was now permeating through his testicles. His scrotum contracted, his stub jutting, as the current of cool electricity thrummed directly up into the cores of his fertile otter testicles.\nGabby moaned like a little bitch. The feeling of his balls being shocked, tingled, teased, was something he had never felt before. He realized, suddenly, that all the crushing squeezing and tugging that Cliff was doing was to juice up his balls. The inflamed tissues had been bruised and tenderized so that the electrical current would not only tingle along the outside of his nuts, but deeper into them, teasing into the very core of his balls, the densest and most sensitive heart of his balls.\nThe poor otter came. He arched his back, moaning out Cliff's name in confusion and lust, as his body began to spurt. \nCliff watched, licking his lips excitedly, as the otter's thick short stump gushed. This wasn't a spurt, this was a flood, as the undirected seed hosed out of the severed nub of dick meat in a wide and undirected fashion. Still, even without the long penis to direct it, it ejected out with such passion and volume that there was a wide column of semen, blursting up into the air in a proud and heavy column, before splattering down over the otter's thighs and belly.\n\"I win!\" Cliff crowed, ramping the current up to its maximum setting. The otter twitched, his abs and biceps clenching, glasses bouncing up over one ear as his balls went from 'pleasantly stimulated' to 'involuntarily twerking'. More of his potent seed, now charged with additional electrons, boiled out from inside him, as his body purged itself completely and entirely from his stump of a cock.\nIt was over too soon, the otter slumping down over the top of the island, panting and grinning goofily. Cliff took a nearby hand towel, and began swiping up the excess seed from the otter's slick body. \n\"Nnnnf,\" Gabby said. He was smiling, relaxed, his groin still stinging and throbbing with the pleasant aftershocks of his induced ejaculations. \"Oh, fuck, yeah. You win. You win.\"\nCliff balled up the soggy towel, tossing it into the sink across the room with a soggy whump. He put the little flaps of his electrical device back in place, and tucked it back into his armband. Then, he spotted the otter's penis, still tumescent, the handsome white skinned shaft laying forgotten on the edge of the island. He scooped it up with one hand.\nGabby sat up, rubbing at his temples, feeling stuporific and a little snackish, now that the afterglow was starting to pass. He was startled by the feel of a cool, tacky, spongy push of meat against his snoot. It was his penis. He blushed, as Cliff 'kissed' him on the end of his nose with his own shaft.\n\"Now that we've established the kind of orgasms you prefer, you aren't going to be needing this anymore,\" Cliff said, cockily. He tossed the severed member from one hand to the other, juggling it back and forth. \nGabby nodded, smiling sheepishly as he watched his shaft being so casually handled by the arrogant stud. \"Y-yeah, makes sense,\" he agreed, getting to his feed. He was feeling wobbly, but oddly, he felt... good. Other than from the sting of his recent loss, that is.\n\"And I imagine you'll be wanting me to come back, on a weekly basis, to make sure you're keeping those pipes clean, right?\" Cliff pushed, as he started sauntering back towards the front door.\nGabby leaned against the doorframe in the kitchen, watching the horse's muscular buttocks clenching with each step he took. \n\"Uh huh, I think I'm gonna need you to,\" He said. He chuckled, feeling drunk.\n\"Great. I'm sure you'll find my rates quite reasonable,\" The stallion said, opening the door and stepping back out into the sunshine. He turned, waving to Gabby, and saluted; Gabby's dick slapped across his forehead with the action.\n\"Wait - reasonable rates, what do you mean-\" but the door just slammed closed. Gabby groaned. Not another subscription service...", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "I Can Make You Cum, Hands Free!
Gabby's heart knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't help himself. His breath fogged up the window of his upstairs bedroom as he stared down through the glass, soaking up every square inch of his handsome, naked neighbor Cliff. The stallion was drowsing in the sun, laid out on a bright blue blanket with arms and limbs akimbo, black shades masking his eyes and a white plastic band pumping music into his ears. A lather of sweat was soaking through the short-cropped brown fur, the stallion's cock sprawled languidly, nakedly over one muscular thigh. Adonis in repose, he was a study in the art of masculine leisure. Then, the stallion's hand meandered down to his resting manhood, curling around it with thick-hoofed finger tips.
With an impish grin, Cliff manipulated his dark, hefty length, flopping it with an air of casual exhibitionism—a salacious semaphore aimed directly at the voyeuristic otter. Gabby's face flushed scarlet as his neighbor's voice boomed, "Hey neighbor!"
Gabby had been caught. Again. The otter glanced down, realizing that the sun had shifted through the sky enough to shine in through the window that he was staring out through, revealing the white furred otter in what should have been a mirrored pane. Gabbie unlocked and lifted the window, leaning out into the space between his and Cliff's houses.
"Oh, hello Cliff, I didn't realize you were sunning today!"
"Oh? Were you just admiring my perfectly clipped lawn?"
Gabby nodded. "Yup, I admire your edging!"
Cliff flopped his dick back and forth, the long length of it slapping from one thigh to the other. "You must REALLY enjoy it, with how eagerly you were jacking off!"
"I'm not-" Gabby looked down, and realized that his dick was out, jutting upwards adamantly, hard and curved upwards towards his chin like an angry banana. "Oh."
"When are you going to invite me over?" Cliff said, propping himself up into a sitting position with one elbow on the blanket. "You don't have to fantasize, you know."
The words hung in the sultry summer air, and Gabby's response was immediate. "Come over, then. I mean, not then... now." He heard the words but didn't feel himself say them. They were just there, a clear invitation cast down from his gilded second floor apartment to the muscular equine in the grass below. An invitation that was quickly accepted. The equine stood, stretching out his arms, and then began to walk towards the front yard, to walk around the tall wooden fence between their homes.


The otter watched the confident stallion go, feeling his cheeks burn with realization that Cliff had no problem strutting through the neighborhood in full view of anyone who cared enough to watch. The stallion was completely nude, save for an armband around his bicep. Gabby watched him go, sighing as the stallion turned left and out of view, disappearing around the front of the house. Gabby's house.
"Oh, snickerdoodles, he really is coming! Here!" Gabby realized. He grabbed his bathrobe, stumbling out of his bedroom and towards the stairs. He could see a shadow sliding up over the cloudy white glass on either side of his front door, a big, naked hunk of a stallion just standing there like an UberEats delivery driver!
ding dong!
Gabby swung open the door, the outside air streaming hot and raw around his neighbor's body, bringing the scent of lead and buttered popcorn into the otter's  foyer. Sunlight clung to every curve of the equine's towering figure, holding him in a lover's caress and highlighting the rich brown of his fur. The stallion stepped in, a parade of one, ducking under the door frame and then standing up inside the air conditioned room.
"Hey there," Cliff greeted, his deep voice making Gabby's bones tremble. He swaggered forward, a full foot and a half of dick swinging from the inside of one thigh, over his soft, sun-loosened ball-sack, to slap against the inside of the other thigh. Everything about him was casual, confident, and masculine. Gabby had been lusting over the big stallion ever since he moved in. Now that Cliff was in his house, the otter's gaze took in every inch of the stud's thick, dark shaft. It was a testament to both the heft, and the raw power, contained within the stallion's majestic form. "You finally grew a pair, eh?"
Gabby swallowed, hard, his own endowment straining painfully between his legs. His cock was white skinned, matching his fur, save for the angry pink glans. His cock curved upwards like a banana, jutting in an arrogant point towards the stallion that had brought about its tumescence. It held none of the shyness that Gabby sheltered in, his dick adamantly aroused and demanding attention. "Y-yeah. I mean, what? No. I, um-"
"No, really. Your balls, dude. They're looking fat. I've checked you out in the gym locker room, and you aren't normally..." Cliff gestured towards the otter's groin. "Such a shower. That an otter thing? Your balls hang lower when you're jerking it to your naked neighbor?" The horse was smiling, but there was a predatory glint in his eyes, one that made precum bubble from the tip of Gabby's cock.
"Oh. Thank you," Gabby finally managed to say. His voice sounded thin, lost in the heady rush of blood pulsing between his ears. The air was charged with the excitement of a horny nerd about to get his claws into the meat of a big horny stud, and he was ready for it.


Cliff ambled past the otter, his tail swishing in a brush along the otter's erection. Gabby realized that he was still holding his bathrobe, and had not actually put it on. He hung it on the bannister, feeling no need to get dressed now, and followed Cliff down the hall and into the kitchen. The stallion's back muscles rippled, the smell of the sun-baked fur wafting behind him like fresh baked bread. The equine's casual nudity, in another man's house, made Gabby's fur prickle with excitement.
"Hey, do you mind if I get some water?" Cliff asked over his shoulder, as he hunched over the sink. The faucet was already running, but Gabby nodded anyways, transfixed by the view of the horse's muscular, powerful backside. The equine's glutes were tense, flexed but not flexed, and the otter wanted to lose himself between them.
Cliff turned back to face him, a glass of water in his hand. He leaned back against the counter, lifting the glass, smiling as Gabby stared at his long bristled chin and the big, soft, thick lips. Droplets of water streamed over those lips, clinging to the horse's chin, shimmering like precious diamonds. The soft lips pulled into a knowing smirk.
"So, Gabby. When were you planning on telling me how badly you want to have sex with me?"
Gabby's cheeks burned, but something inside him twisted deliciously with the taunting way Cliff said that. The otter busied himself with the small island, fussing with a bowl of apples.
"Come on," Cliff continued. His voice growled in the otter's ribs, warm and deep and teasing. "Do you think I don't realize how sexy I am? I'm a sexual health coach. Getting others to recognize, and act on, their attractions and kinks is how I make a living."
"Y-yeah, I know, but-" Gabby started, but Cliff wasn't about to let him protest. The horse waved his paw, silencing the otter's protests.
"You're tired of having to do it all yourself, aren't you? You wish you had a big, handsome stud like me to get you off. Do you still think you're a dom, or have you accepted your submissive nature?"
Gabby blushed harder, shrugging. He had imagined being in the bed, under the horse, watching as the cocky stallion slurped and bobbed along his cock. "You got that like half right, you see-"
Cliff made a loose imitation of Gabby's voice. "'Oh, you know, with a horse like him, I'd never need to use my hand again,' right?" The stallion put down his empty water glass, and jacked off an invisible cock with his hand. Gabby could almost feel the stallion's grip, as if his cock was caught between the stallion's fingers. "You can just lay back, and let me do all the work, right?"
Gabby wasn't sure what idea excited him more; the idea of laying back and letting Cliff work every inch of his body, massaging and licking and slurping and grinding onto him, into him-
"Boring. How about this: I bet I could make you come without laying a finger on that dick of yours."
"Prove it!" Gabby said, his cheeks reddening with the ease and quickness with which the challenge had emerged from his mouth. "I mean, like, how? I'm not into butt stuff-"
"Don't have to be. There's so many ways a man can get off, Gabby. Only about a third of them involve penile or prostate stimulation," Cliff said, as he brushed the otter's bathrobe off of his shoulders. "And I know all of them. To think, you've been settling for cranking one out with your hand, all this time." The horse reached down, giving Gabby's firm banana a slow, soft stroke with his big strong fingers. "After today, you won't even think about masturbating again."
Gabby looked down at his cock, at Cliff's paw, then back up. "But masturbation is fun. I love the feel of my dick in my hands." He didn't mind Cliff stripping him down, and he certainly didn't mind the feeling of the stallion's warm paw wrapped tightly around his cock. Gabby followed as Cliff led him through to the kitchen. "Maybe you just need me to jerk you off, to see how good it feels."
Cliff snorted, using the otter's cock to swing him around and push his butt up against the kitchen island. "This isn't about my cock, it's about your cock. Which, I gotta say, is nice. You take good care of yourself." His free hand roamed across Gabby's chest, sliding through the short and glossy fur, pinching playfully against his skin and tugging at it.
"I do," Gabby said, reveling in the attention. His heart pounded, enjoying absolutely the big buff stallion pushing him around, teasing at his body as he held Gabby's fat dick in his hand. A little over eight inches long, the curving shape fitting naturally in the loose curl of the stallion's fingers, the reddened cockhead straining and already seeping fluids with the attention. "Is that what brought you over? My sleek muscles? My beautiful fur?"
"Just this," Cliff said, giving another squeeze. He chuckled at the pulsing throb he got in response. He reached down, letting that dick snap up against Gabby's belly, and cradled Gabby's hefty testicles instead. "And these, of course." He gave a gentle squeeze, watching Gabby's squirming response, watched the otter's nipples harden with the dull, aching pleasure that radiated up from the grip around his eggs. "I like that. They're sensitive, aren't they?"
Gabby grunted, his mind rattling with arousal as the big stallion handled him so openly. "Pretty sensitive, I d-don't usually, um.." He reached for words that didn't exist, wincing with the second soft squeeze to his eggs. "No squeeze, usually."
"No squeeze, eh? Interesting. Well, I think it's time to break out the big guys. I'm gonna get you off, Gabby, just by handling your balls. That's how easy a guy like me can make a guy like you climax. Are you ready for that?"
Gabby nodded, leaning back against the island, spreading his legs wider. Cliff reached past Gabby with his spare hand, grasping something from behind the otter.


"There's just one thing," the stallion said, with a sound of metal scraping against wood. Gabby watched in confusion as Cliff showed him the sharp silver blades of the poultry shears that he had drawn from the block. "That dick of yours is just a bit too distracting. Both for you, and for me."
Cliff opened up the blades, and Gabby watched, entranced, as the stallion positioned the sharpened shears around the root of his maleness. The cold metal kissed the thick base, and then pressed slightly in. Gabby's eyes widened, the peculiar configuration finally ringing in realization across his mind.
"Wait-" he started, but Cliff had already started squeezing the shears together. Gabby had heard the sound of those shears before, the determinate SHNIP of metal scraping against itself.
Gabby's dick strained, bulging intensely as the base was squeezed between the blades before the metal sank into the hard flesh. Shock rippled through the otter's body as he watched himself allow the stallion to remove his penis. No foreplay, no threat, no bondage, just a casual snip of the shears and he watched his big otter cock come off at the root. The thick, pale length shuddered and then came free, the shaft truncated cleanly from the root. Cliff lifted it up and away from Gabby's groin, the otter's mouth open wide with shock, his mind racing with lust and confusion.
Cliff handed the severed penis to Gabby, letting the otter hold the warm, heavy length of his penis in his own hand. The flesh was strangely numb, with a soft, smooth, leathery texture. He gave it a squeeze, and then it struck him exactly what had just happened. His dick had been completely severed off. He held it up, staring at his length, mind bubbling with lust and confusion and shock, as Cliff casually lifted him up by his shoulders and sat his ass down on top of the counter.
"This is my-" Gabby started to say, incredulously. He held his cock in front of him like a popsicle, just staring at it.
"It sure is," Cliff said, as he took the cock back out of his hand. "And you agreed to a hands free orgasm, which means no touching." He gave the inert flesh a flick with his hand, the otter wincing at the sharp pap of the horse's finger against his flesh. Cliff laid the flesh on Gabby's thigh, the dormant meat warm and heavy on the otter's leg. Gabby's mind reeled again, unable to quite put together why there were four inches of space between his body and his cock.
His stupor was interrupted by the crunch of the horse's fist against his ball-sack. When Gabby had been set up on the counter, his balls were still hanging over the edge of the marble. The big pink balls had tightened up slightly, the scrotum drawing snugly around them, which unfortunately made them easier to slam into the back of the counter.
Gabby looked down, at the horse's fist slammed into his fat balls. There was no dick that could flop down over top of them to protect them. Cliff reeled his hand back, and then crunched it into the fat balls once again.
"Oh God, Cliff... please..." Gabby groaned, grasping the edge of the counter with his hands, trying to keep himself from grabbing at his groin. "Don't pop my balls!"
"I'm not gonna," Cliff said, "Though if I wanted to, I would. You'd be cute with nothing between your legs." He twisted his fist, grinding the balls harder against the edge of the counter, pulling back and slamming his other nut in against the edge as well. "You should trust me, though. The number of balls I've crushed," he said, socking his other fist in, alternating between the two and emphasizing each of the words with them.
        "-Popped-" wham
"-Ruptured-" whumph!  "-and destroyed?"
The stallion chuckled. "Castrating someone is easy. You should give me more credit, Gabby. No, you have a nice pair of balls; big and heavy and round and dense, and most importantly, sensitive." He wrapped his hand around the neck of Gabby's scrotum, pulling down firmly, nearly tugging the otter off of the table. "You better be real proud of them!"
"I'm proud of my dick, too!" Gabby said, his cheeks blushing hotly with the strange praise that the horse was giving him. He picked his dick back, waggling it in front of the horse's muzzle. "This is a beautiful cock, and you just snipped it off!"
"Because you can't keep your hands off of it!" Cliff laughed. His other hand moved to help stretch and pull the otter's bruised balls downwards, working the kinks out of those thick cords. "God, these things feel dense. Heavy. Backed up. I bet you didn't even notice how heavy they're getting, huh?"
"Not really," Gabby gasped, his head swimming with the roiling agony in his groin and guts. His stomach was cramping with the abruptness of the stallion's abuse, his big ripe fruits tenderized by the hard punches. "They're just my balls, man, they're always been like that!"
"Such a shame, you don't even realize your own potential!" Cliff said. He shifted the nuts between his fingers, both hands wrapping casually around one of the billiard balls that hung between Gabby's thighs. "These are a nice pair. Perfect for abusing. You should really consider showing them off more prevalently."
Cliff crushed his fingers inwards, making a fist in each paw, with Gabby's balls unfortunately still resting in his palms. The horse's powerful fingers dented the big nuts, the hot flesh bulging out between his knuckles as he casually compacted the fat eggs inwards.
Gabby wheezed, back arching, fur floofing out all over as his balls sang with the agony of being crushed, continuously and firmly.


"You ever hear of SAXX underwear? It's great for round nuts like yours," Cliff drawled. The equine combined his hands together, crushing Gabby's eggs against each other as he squeezed his palms into a praying gesture, with the otter's balls flattened between them. "They kind of hold, cup, and push the balls up and forward. Shows them off, AND makes it easier to just grab them."
Cliff finagled, squeezed and crushed the fat balls together, managing to wrap them both up in one palm. They distended between his fingers, and Cliff twisted his wrist back and forth, tugging them down and away from Gabby's body.
"Look at that," he said, gesturing to Gabby's groin. The otter looked down, brain swimming in torturous arousal, at the thick, smooth stump that used to be his cock. He didn't understand what Cliff was referring to, at first, until he realized how hard his stump was. It was only an inch or so long, but that was enough, the flesh jutting up as adamant and needy as his dick normally would be. "You don't have a dick, but it looks like you're about to cum, don't it?"
"F-fuck," Gabby said. "This is so painful, though, isn't there a better way, a normal way, to get me off? LIke, you could-"
"Trust the program," Cliff chided. He pushed his palm against the top of the counter, pulling his fingers out from under the trapped balls so that they were flattened against the smooth marble, one on top of the other. He locked his arm, and leaned forward, letting the weight of his arm and upper torso settle on top of those two flattened, distended glands. "I promise a hands free orgasm, and that's what I'm giving you. I know you were hoping to get this dick under your tail, but this is much more... interesting."
Gabby groaned, his teeth clenched and his head back with the sensation of his tender balls being flattened against the counter. "It's... too much.... please...."
Cliff laughed as the otter grasped at his muscular forearm, trying to pry the horse away. "That pain is just impotence leaving your body. Embrace the pleasure, and let your balls bring you to the orgasm you so desperately need."
"I don't... need to orgasm!" Gabby whined, gasping, ears folding back and cheeks flushed with arousal. Truth is, he could feel it, deep in his groins, some kind of powerful pleasure, some kind of sensation building up inside him.
"Of course you do, you think a dude who was getting some on the regular would let me cut off his dick?" Cliff laughed, and relaxed, letting the pressure off of the whitened, flattened balls. Gabby squeaked as his balls reformed, inflating back to their regular shape, biting his lip hard as they radiated pain from their abuse. The plump, juicy fruits were pulled taut, as Cliff reached up to his armband and  unzipped it. "Of course not. Your balls are basically inert. That means they need roughed up, to get the juices flowing. It's like cracking a glow stick. It may be painful, but it's necessary."
The stallion seemed far too eager with just how much pain he was inflicting on the otter's poor orbs. From his armband, Cliff pulled out a small black rectangular unit, about the size of a cigarette pack. He offered it to Gabby, keeping the otter's balls twisted, crushed, and pinned down with his other hand.
"Pull the sides of that up and free," the horse instructed. Gabby was so delicious, so horny and pent up and brain fogged with pain, that he did so. The unit's sides were plastic, flexible, sliding out on two metal prongs that locked into place. The gadget looked like a cross between a hungry beetle and a taser. He tried to understand what they were, and what they were for, but even with his glasses on, they were blurry and hard to identify. The growing, nagging sensation of something deep in his groins was getting stronger, building into a ball of reluctant pleasure deep in his groin.
"Don't feel bad about getting off to this," Cliff said, as he pulled the device away from Gabby's fingers. "It's not even your choice, really." The equine yanked on the otter's balls, enjoying the grunt of pain, and jammed the two flat plastic 'cups' in against the stretched scrotum. There were two sharp metal pins, like push tacks, in the middle of the two panels. Gabby yelped as they stabbed up through the skin of his scrotum, piercing directly into the underside of each of his nuts.
"See? That hurts, no worse than a couple of bee stings, but you're gonna love it in just a second," Cliff said. He pressed a button on the device, studying it as he adjusted a dial. "You're  built to enjoy this. You couldn't help but cum, even if you wanted to."
"I want to cum," Gabby gasped. He winced, leaning back slightly, staring at the plastic wings that were now cupping against his balls. "But what is it, I mean, what does it-"
"Shhhh," Cliff said. "Better to show than to tell, right?" He pushed a black button down with his thumb, grinning a wide, square toothed grin up at the otter, as the device kicked in.
Gabby's thighs trembled, as electricity fried its way through his big soft tender testicles. Gabby had licked a battery once, as a dare, years ago, and the weird tingling aluminum sensation on his tongue was now permeating through his testicles. His scrotum contracted, his stub jutting, as the current of cool electricity thrummed directly up into the cores of his fertile otter testicles.
Gabby moaned like a little bitch. The feeling of his balls being shocked, tingled, teased, was something he had never felt before. He realized, suddenly, that all the crushing squeezing and tugging that Cliff was doing was to juice up his balls. The inflamed tissues had been bruised and tenderized so that the electrical current would not only tingle along the outside of his nuts, but deeper into them, teasing into the very core of his balls, the densest and most sensitive heart of his balls.
The poor otter came. He arched his back, moaning out Cliff's name in confusion and lust, as his body began to spurt.
Cliff watched, licking his lips excitedly, as the otter's thick short stump gushed. This wasn't a spurt, this was a flood, as the undirected seed hosed out of the severed nub of dick meat in a wide and undirected fashion. Still, even without the long penis to direct it, it ejected out with such passion and volume that there was a wide column of semen, blursting up into the air in a proud and heavy column, before splattering down over the otter's thighs and belly.
"I win!" Cliff crowed, ramping the current up to its maximum setting. The otter twitched, his abs and biceps clenching, glasses bouncing up over one ear as his balls went from 'pleasantly stimulated' to 'involuntarily twerking'. More of his potent seed, now charged with additional electrons, boiled out from inside him, as his body purged itself completely and entirely from his stump of a cock.
It was over too soon, the otter slumping down over the top of the island, panting and grinning goofily. Cliff took a nearby hand towel, and began swiping up the excess seed from the otter's slick body.
"Nnnnf," Gabby said. He was smiling, relaxed, his groin still stinging and throbbing with the pleasant aftershocks of his induced ejaculations. "Oh, fuck, yeah. You win. You win."
Cliff balled up the soggy towel, tossing it into the sink across the room with a soggy whump. He put the little flaps of his electrical device back in place, and tucked it back into his armband. Then, he spotted the otter's penis, still tumescent, the handsome white skinned shaft laying forgotten on the edge of the island. He scooped it up with one hand.
Gabby sat up, rubbing at his temples, feeling stuporific and a little snackish, now that the afterglow was starting to pass. He was startled by the feel of a cool, tacky, spongy push of meat against his snoot. It was his penis. He blushed, as Cliff 'kissed' him on the end of his nose with his own shaft.
"Now that we've established the kind of orgasms you prefer, you aren't going to be needing this anymore," Cliff said, cockily. He tossed the severed member from one hand to the other, juggling it back and forth.
Gabby nodded, smiling sheepishly as he watched his shaft being so casually handled by the arrogant stud. "Y-yeah, makes sense," he agreed, getting to his feed. He was feeling wobbly, but oddly, he felt... good. Other than from the sting of his recent loss, that is.
"And I imagine you'll be wanting me to come back, on a weekly basis, to make sure you're keeping those pipes clean, right?" Cliff pushed, as he started sauntering back towards the front door.
Gabby leaned against the doorframe in the kitchen, watching the horse's muscular buttocks clenching with each step he took.
"Uh huh, I think I'm gonna need you to," He said. He chuckled, feeling drunk.
"Great. I'm sure you'll find my rates quite reasonable," The stallion said, opening the door and stepping back out into the sunshine. He turned, waving to Gabby, and saluted; Gabby's dick slapped across his forehead with the action.
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