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Part II of the Hot Tub Dong Machine series!
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Max, Martin, and Elijah's sleepover at Elijah's house has been action packed, the three highly caffeinated friends having already managed to escalate what was supposed to be a relaxing soak in the hot tub to something altogether more exciting. They've had their first official dick comparison - itself a surprisingly long time in the offing due to Max's intense body shyness - Elijah smugly winning on overall size, Martin being unanimously agreed to have the most aesthetically pleasing boner, and Max, much to his surprise, being awarded the title of having A Pretty Good Weiner Overall by his erstwhile rival; if Martin had said it he'd have just assumed he was trying to spare his feelings, but coming from Elijah, Max thinks it might actually be true!
An emboldened Max then convinced his two uncut friends to let him see them with their foreskins rolled back, something that has Martin feeling a little bit weird and overstimulated and even Elijah has to admit that having his bare knob exposed to alternating warm water and cool air has got him a little bit twitchy (and even more horned up than usual). The slightly younger Martin, who sometimes feels like he's missing whatever it is that gets his amigos so rowdy and riled up when they get to fussin' over their dang ol' chorizos when all he really wants to do is play some cards or read some of Elijah's comic books, has definitely discovered whatever gets his pals so plumb loco. The adolescent coyote is happy to just paw off with his pals but his uncomfortably hard boner seems to have brought some exciting new ideas along with it.
Which finally led to the trio having an especially heated, if unusually good natured session of beating off. Max very badly wanted to get his paws on Martin but as it so often did, being incredibly horny also made him incredibly anxious, every time he thought about asking the coyote if he could help him out, he would vividly imagine Martin looking grossed out and telling him absolutely not, followed by a withering remark from Elijah probably. Then they would probably make him go home so they could practice kissing without him around or something! Which, shockingly, was where Elijah stepped in to help... sort of!
As Max tried not to openly stare at a naked Martin languidly stroking his modest but handsome hard-on, he nearly jumped out of his fur when he felt a paw gently grab his butt. Elijah looked as serious as ever as he carefully cranked away at his own unfairly well endowed (in Max's opinion at least) meat with the same precision he had in most things, but there was a mischievous gleam in the white serval's normally scary blue eyes. Max did his best to keep from setting off his already very twitchy hairtrigger, but it became progressively more difficult as Elijah's paw slowly stroked its way up towards the base of his tail, the serval's thumb brushing against the sensitive underside while Max tried to spead his legs without drawing too much attention from Martin, who was luckily otherwise preoccupied.
Even as the soft pad of Elijah's finger traced along the jackal boy's hole, the serval managed to look as calm and collected as he always did while Max only got twitchier and sweatier, each slight movement of Elijah's paw made his cock visibly throb and flex and a steady stream of pre-cum leaked from the tip.
Elijah finally leaned over and whispered his proposition into Max's ear right as his finger pressed inside of him. Did he want to give Martin a blowjob? Of course he did, and Elijah could talk the coyote into doing anything, and he'd be happy to do it, so long as Max was willing to lift his tail for him again.
Pictured: Even if it's not quite the absolute hate-fuck their first time was, Elijah's more than happy to pound Max's jackal hole while watching him suck off Martin.
Martin, who's totally on board with putting his dick in Max's mouth is less sure about having his bared glans licked, requiring the utmost delicacy from Max, which is a little bit difficult with all of Elijah's thrusting going on.
Max is technically both first and second to nut, although he's loathe to admit it, Elijah's actually pretty good at doing sex when he's not being a jerk, and having a thick serval cock smacking all the right places while he gives his Top Secret Crush a tender blowjob more or less shorts out both his tendency to hairtriggering and any kind of refractory period. Martin holds out longer than he expected, without its protective hoodie on, his trouser ferret is a little too sensitive, but Max's skillful tongue eventually coaxes a spectacular, if watery orgasm from the little coyote. Eventually, even Elijah's considerable stamina wears out and without too much rude language, pulls out and paints Max's butt and back.
Not Pictured: Will Martin punch his v-card? Does Elijah secretly have A Thing for Max? Find out on the next episode of... Hot Tubs of San Tejon.