# Hunter Meets Myst 2: Dares at the Diner

By OtterOfAllCosmos

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> Myst: I had a great time and I want to see you again. Can we talk?

> Myst: It's because I said that right? I'm sorry. Maybe I shouldn't have. Can we talk about it?

> Myst: Can we talk please?

> Myst: I won't say it again. Sorry.

> Myst: Please, pick up.

Hunter put his phone down. Since his date with Myst a week ago, he had received those messages and twice as many calls. None today. Hopefully he had given up.

He really thought they were clicking right until Myst had said Love. The whole date was tainted now. He hoped they would both quietly move on. It was the easiest, the least painful, and yet, he was the one rereading the message again and again.

Working at the dungeon was helping a bit. Not much to do except listen to the white noise of fucking in the playroom while watching the grainy black and white security cam.

Why did he do this to himself? He couldn't stop watching a wolf and an otter fucking. It was blurry enough that he could pretend it was him and Myst. Hunter stroked his large knotted red cock under the desk. A whine caught in his throat. He was such a fuckup. He wanted to cry, but masturbated instead.

The front door's bell rang as it opened. "What?" Hunter said, looking up aggressively. The gray wolf looked a mess. Unprofessional, even if his dick was tucked away. He scanned the bear's ticket quickly. "It's been a rough week." He muttered to himself as they headed to the locker room.  He probably was laughing to himself about the weird wolf. With a grown, he put his dick away. What the fuck was wrong with him?

Another bell rang. He could do this. Hunter really forced a smile, and sat up, to see the last fur he wanted. "Oh." He said, and dropped his act.

The purple otter with yellow eyes took a few cautious steps towards the front desk. He nervously smiled, and looked a bit overwhelmed by the space. The lobby to Hunter's dungeon was plastered with near (or in some cases fully) pornographic posters from past events like wallpaper. The nerd probably wanted to examine them all.

Myst put a tiny lube bottle on the counter. "You, forgot this." He said.

Hunter avoided the Otter's gaze. He grumbled and threw the bottle in a drawer. "That all?" He said with a surprising amount of anger. He wasn't angry at Myst, just angry.

"Bo told me I could find you here, at work. I guess that's it. I just wanted to say sorry." Myst said. "I had a really good time and I got carried away and I felt like saying it and that was inconsiderate." He took a deep breath, stepped back and took a few slow steps towards the door. He was dragging his feet. He must have been waiting for an excuse to stay.

Hunter stood up, then sat back down, then got up and circled around the desk to put a paw on Myst's shoulder. "It's me." He said. "I had a good time too, I just haven't been good and wasn't ready for-"

"If it makes you feel any better, I am sure. About that last thing I said. I know I love you." Myst said quickly. He turned around and looked at Hunter with such sad eyes. "Can we at least talk?" 

The wolf gulped and his ears rang. It wasn't better. The pit inside him; It burned and Hunter wanted to run. He shifted from foot to foot. "Fine." He finally said through a grimace.

Myst let out a sigh of relief. He was about to say something but the wolf interrupted. "There is a diner nearby. Wait here for a sec." 

Hunter smiled when he suspected Myst couldn't see it. It was good to see him, but he needed to not do this here.  To not be here he needed someone at the desk. The slut was here as usual, so bursting into the playroom, he looked around for them.

Tied up, gagged and happily being pounded was Zillze. The German Shepared was Hunter's part time employee, a part time university student (somehow), and full time dumb femboy slut. The necklace he always wore was in his mouth gagging him.  The bone shaped bit on it made it a pretty and effective one too.    

"Hey!" Hunter yelled at the pair. No response from the dog or the tiger fucking him. Hunter put an arm on the tiger, who shrugged it off. "I need him!" Hunter said more forcefully, but the tiger just continued his thrusts.

Myst inhaled so loudly that he could hear it from across the playroom.  He didn't stay behind clearly and awkwardly stared at his patrons. He wandered quietly and observed not just the furs, but everything with wonder.  His paw hovered over bondege equipment, not touching it but only just. What was he doing? Whatever it was, it could wait.  

The tiger, right.  Hunter lurched forward and dug his claws into the tiger's butt cheeks for just a second. It was enough to startle him and they spun around in surprise.  He looked menacing.  "I said, I need him," Hunter growled aggressively. 

The tiger crumbled and meekly apologised before wandering off, probably to find something else to fuck.

"Hot." Myst said under his breath as he watched the dick of the tiger like a lollipop. The otter was unapologetically turned on as he stood close to the wolf. He wasn't doing anything to conceal the bone in his pants or the drool in his mouth. Hunter's tail wagged, small victories but there was something about having Myst there to observe it that was sweeter. Instead of savoring it, he was focused on untying the dog.

"Need you to run things for a bit Zill. Will make this up." He said. "It's important." 

As soon as his gag was out of his mouth, Zillze started complaining, "It's my day off, come on." He looked around Hunter at the dork of an otter. Hunter lightly pushed Myst behind him. "It's him isn't it?" The dog asked anyway.

Myst giggled nervously. 

Hunter nodded. "Ya. I'm gonna talk things out with him."

"If you don't want to fuck him, I will!" The dog said before Hunter shoved the gag back in his mouth. He spit it out. "Fine. I got ya covered tonight. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Zillze winked at the otter and stretched.

Hunter rolled his eyes and landed his gaze back on Myst. "So, Coffee?" He asked.

Myst nodded.  His paw adjusted the erection pressing against his pants. "Tea." He said with a smile.

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Hunter nursed his second cup of black coffee as he watched the otter devour a plate full of hashbrowns, eggs and corned beef, not to mention that he was also on his second mugfull of black tea. He was having breakfast at… 11 PM, according to his phone.  He had thought it was ridiculous when they were ordering but now he regretted not ordering anything and was considering stealing something from Myst's plate. 

They sat in silence at the back corner booth. The diner was an institution, classic and sleepy.  It was just down the road from the dungeon, open late and early, so he had come in here a lot. It felt alien now, being here with Myst. He liked seeing the otter, but all those sickening emotions circled around in him.

Hunter shook his head. "Sorry I missed that?" He said apologetically. He reached over and grabbed a bit of corned beef and ate it. Myst didn't seem to mind.

"'The Bounderey'?" Myst said with his mouth full. He swallowed. "I like the name. Like a play on words about-"

"Ya." Hunter said, cutting off the otter. He had heard it enough and didn't need to have the conversation again. Better get the bad part over with. "Thanks for the other night. I had a good time. I'm sorry about what happened. If you fell in… whatever with me like this, it's not good for either of us, and I just want the best for you. Try and believe that." He said quickly to his coffee. He clutched the mug like it might save him.

Myst looked up and pushed his plate to the center, eyeing the bits he hadn't eaten then up at Hunter. The gesture was appreciated. "I did too. I lo- really liked playing games with you." He said then mumbled "I did like trying sex too." He still was so shy about it. The subtle signs of him getting a boner were there. His little pants adjustment, how he squirmed in his seat. How he got himself riled up, still adorable.

Looking around, there weren't even that many people to overhear. There was a fur at the counter and the hyena waitress, Sara. Sara was a regular at the dungeon anyway and had heard Hunter say far worse things, not that Myst would know. The principle of the fear remained. What was he thinking? 'Sex' wasn't even a taboo word, or it shouldn't be.  The otter's innocence was contagious. He shook his head.  

"It was ok the once, but I think I'm done with games." Hunter said. That board game cafe was somewhere he hoped never to return to. The only good part of it was Myst. Seeing as he had no plans to ever see the otter again, he would never end up back there.

Myst sat up straight. He nibbled on a scrap from the plate before he said anything. "Please don't. That card game." He said slowly. The otter was taking his time. He fidgeted with his hands, he wasn't sitting still but he had absolute focus on his unfocused stare at nothing. "You made me the game. My confusion, my reactions. That was the game, I didn't know I needed that. You made talking about myself easier." He looked left and right, but then continued not lowering his voice as much as before. "I credit how good the sex was to the game." Tears welled up in the otter's eyes. He whipped them away. "That feeling for you, it's not because you're my first, but because it's you. Please don't give up on games, even if you give up on me. Board games, sure, but whatever you did, it's special, and it's what I think I… love about you."

Hunter froze. His heart beat quickly he listened to the teary otter and clutched his coffee. He looked down and considered eating something but didn't. "My stupid sub test." Hunter muttered. "I wasn't even trying to-"

"Exactly it's just you." Myst said it,  like it settled the case and with too much excitement. "I bet you could come up with something now if you wanted to and we could have a date?"

Afraid, so afraid. Hunter shook his head to Myst's disappointment.

"I won't keep you then." He said, sliding out of the booth to leave. "Thanks for chatting now at least. I guess I can't change how I feel but if you want me to stop messaging, I can." He gave Hunter such a sad smile, it broke him. He saw himself in it; Lost, searching for something, so close and yet slipping away.  

Myst sighed and looked away. "You have my number if you change your mind."

Hunter didn't know what to do. He liked this, and didn't want it to end. Different fears pushed him. "Stay please, we can play something." He said and felt the crushing pressure mount on top of him.  

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The otter waited patiently as Hunter panicked. "How about truth or dare." He said after an uncomfortable amount of time. He could do that and didn't have to come up with a game right now. "Truth, ask me whatever. Try not to go too hard too fast."

Myst snorted. "That works! So, what's it like working in a dungeon? That's what they call those places right?"

The question calmed him a bit. "Yup, but I don't just work there, it's mine. It's not as much fun as you would hope." Hunter said, each word easier than the last. "Managing things, planning, keeping things safe. It's a big responsibility, and one I like to take so others can have fun. Plus the perks are nice. It's awesome having the place to myself when I want a special time with someone." he realized as he said it, just how long it's been since he took advantage of that. He pictured the two of them having the place to themselves and didn't hate it. "Anyway, Truth or dare?"

"Dare" the otter said with a grin.

"Bold? Ok, tell me something you enjoyed from our time having sex in a dirty, raunchy way. Say it like you are proud, no whispering." Hunter said, wagging his finger. He stuck his fork in the plate and ate a bit. The greasy food helped settle his anxiety too.

Myst wiggled his nose, thinking deeply and finally quickly but mostly conversationally said "I liked being covered in pee when you topped me." He looked at Hunter semi embarrassed, but unhappy, "Let me try that again." He took a deep breath, then another. "I loved being soaked in piss while you fucked my tail hole so hard I came." He said then hid his reddening face with a paw.  He drank a bit from his mug and spilled a bit down his chin.  He chuckled to himself as he put down the empty mug. Anything to not sit with what he just said. "Good enough? Truth or dare?" Myst said, trembling slightly.

"Such a dork. It's only fair. Go on, dare me." Hunter said grinning. He had to admit, this kind of game he did like.

Myst looked around for inspiration. He settled on the empty mug in his hand. "Fill." He looked very pleased with himself.

Hunter looked down at the simple porcelain mug. He knew what Myst wanted. "If you want it, you better say it." He said.

Myst turned red and swallowed. "Ok, fill this mug with your pee." Myst said, sliding the cup to him with a giggle.

Hunter grabbed it, looked around to see if he might be spotted. Seeing no one, the wolf brought it below the table and subtlety shifted his pants down until his sheath bounced free.

"Oh, here?" Myst asked, looking back and forth to the bathroom. He wriggled around trying to see under the table, but probably couldn't see much. 

If he started to make a scene and get them kicked out, he might have to punish the otter for that. Did he like spanking? He might have to find out."Ya, it's fine, just don't" Hunter said, making a face he hoped would convey everything. 

Holding the cup steady, he tried to lean over it. Without seeing the level, he hoped he would feel it getting full before it spilled over. He really had no idea of how fast it might fill. To begin with, he peed lightly. All planning went out the window. The cup grew steadily heavier. The light tinkling sound changed as the mug filled. Stopping and starting a few times, he slowly tried not to overshoot. Maybe that was the pee on his sheath now? Carefully lifting the cup up, he looked at the level and frothy top. It was maybe 3/4 full, good enough. He put it down on the table and instinctively shook his cock. He cringed at himself as he slid his pants up. 

Myst was looking down. Hopefully because he was spayed a bit. If it was, that excitement joined with him greedily claiming the mug like a prize and holding it close. He sniffed it with a shiver of delight. "Ok, maybe let's keep things simple with a truth" he said, smiling and meeting the wolf's gaze.

Hunter considered. "Well, I thought the playroom might be a bit of a shock.  I couldn't help but notice you getting a bit excited in there. It's an important space and I really want to know what you thought of it, even if I didn't want you in there at the time. So what was going through that dorky head of yours?" Hunter asked.  

Myst clutched the mug and tilted his head from side to side. "Ya, it was a bit overwhelming, but interesting," he said."I caught a glimpse and had to see more.  Plus forgive me, but I was worried you might run off."  

Hunter looked away.  Myst reached out and squeezed his paw briefly.  "When I see dungeons in porn, they always felt like they were really far away." He continued. "Those places weren't real, but seeing it IRL was grounding. Weird and exciting too, like playing with a new gadget for the first time and everything being a bit magic. It made me realize how real some sex stuff is.  Then there was actual bondage and stuff happening and it was right there and so so close and that guy with  his dick, it was… well, dicks can be distracting." Myst blushed and looked down. "I like yours."

The wolf got complements like that sometimes and they washed over him; This one stuck and made him blush too. "I guess, it has to be a really nice dick to distract me these days, but I understand that." Hunter said with a shrug.

Myst nodded "I realized, once we left that I saw it before too." Myst said, "Porn that was filmed there I think? Would you mind if I ask if you ever were in front of the camera? Maybe I can look that up sometime?"

"Oh I don't mind, I can do a truth for my turn." Hunter said smugly while the otter threw his head back in exacerbation. Teasing him with rules was so fun. "Ya, it gets rented for filming sometimes, and I have been asked to be in a few shoots. I might have a copy somewhere, but It never was my thing, some furs enjoy showing off more, and those do well in front of the camera.  I don't get much out of it, but I like watching. Especially cute otters that get all squirmy. I know you're a little exhibitionist wannabe.  It's the way you acted on our first night together.  So, wanna show off a bit more, or will that just be another truth?  

Very embarrassed, but with the cutest smile, Myst squeaks out "Dare."

"Go to the bathroom and take a dick pic." Hunter said. "Send it to me, and you know what? Send it to Bo too." How good friends they were was a bit unclear to him. If he had seen his friend having sex, they had to be close enough that this wasn't too crazy. Plus the horny Buizel loved showing off his pussy to him, he couldn't imagine that wasn't true of others.  It was safe in his mind to assume this wasn't a crazy task.

The otter lightly nodded nervously but excited. He slid himself out of the booth. His tail wagged as he made his way to the bathroom. He shifted his pants as he waddled. Such an eager boy and so focused on his task.  The magic of games.

He got the picture from Myst after a while and it was quite the picture. Far more than he expected. So much so that he was getting hard sitting there.

It was a full on lude selfie. He sat on the toilet naked. Legs up, with his tailhole peaking out just a bit. True to it being a dick pic, his otter cock was front and center; Hard and with just a tiny drop of pre clinging to it. The otter held up two fingers like a victory sign and had his tongue sticking out. He looked quite pleased with himself, and Hunter couldn't stop staring.

The phone dinged and messages crowded the screen.

> Bo: You had something to do with this right?

> Bo: My poor innocent otter!

A bit dramatic, but Bo's accusation was right. He must have hit quite the button. Hunter had to respond.

> Hunter: I just told him to send a dick pic. It's hot right? Not my fault he is a bold dork.  

> Hunter: Thanks for sending him tonight. I needed this. 

As soon as he wrote it, he let the feeling wash over him. Ya, this was right.  

Bo sent a few messages and a photo he knew well.

> Bo: Please, this was to get him off my ass just as much. He has been yapping nonstop about you and I got tired of it.  Guessing you're not breaking his heart now, so it all works out!

> Bo: I want to send something back. Can I use this? It's a lot if you two are like dating?

Dating? He wasn't sure.  They were on a date, he assumed. That didn't bother him, but they weren't dating.  Were they? Was he alright with that? He felt only slightly uncomfortable, thankfully, he didn't have long to dwell on it as Myst was back and he felt good.

 "Well?" Myst asked, sliding back into the booth with a buzz of energy.

Hunter sent an approval and put his phone away. "Excellent. That was a bit more than I expected, but I can't deny it. It's a really hot picture," he said. "You know your shirt's on backwards?"

Myst looked down then quickly tried to correct it without making a scene.

"So how close are you with Bo anyway?" Hunter asked. He just had to fill time until…

Myst's phone dinged. He finished with his shirt and pulled his phone out. "We went to high school together and played OH MY GODS!" He yelled and quickly put his phone down. The few other furs in the diner froze for a moment to stare the otter down.

That picture was one Bo tricked him into ages ago. Hunter was eating Bo out and the buizel snapped a few pictures as he came, which he did like a waterfall. Hunter, with a face full of pussy juice, was caught with this wide eyed look of surprise staring into the camera. It was a great shot.

"Bo responded?" Hunter asked casually. He finished coffee calmly and smiled knowingly. "Why don't you pick for me, truth or dare? That selfie deserves it."

"Uh… ya. and you are…" Myst's attention drifted away. He carefully poked up his phone and looked at it again, covering the screen and sneaking another look. "It's you, and… I didn't even think about it. It's hot and I kind of knew you and him, but to see it." He put the phone down and centered himself. "I wanna know something. Truth for… for…. Given…that," He gestured towards his phone "and your work. With your life being so… filled with sex, what kind of dating or relationship do you want?  Like, romantic, sexual. That sort of thing."

The plate was still there, and he was thankful for it.  Hunter shoved food into his mouth.  It wasn't working to settle the pit in him.  "I should have expected that to come up." Hunter said nervously scratching the back of his head. "I think I know.  First things first, I love running the Bounderey and don't want that to change. I loved it, and would be lost without it, so what happens there, sex and work don't change, non negotiable.  Even with that, I don't see any kind of a closed or monogamous relationship working for me. But I do want," he cringed. "the love. I would love to wake up, and have someone I know I can always trust and spend forever with. Other furs may come and go but to have a rock." He didn't know where this was coming from but it all flowed now that it started. "Tell each other everything.  We could share and enjoy and encourage what the other is doing too. They should be an interesting person and not just there and needing me. I want you to have a rich sex life outside too without me. I don't want to be afraid, to be enough, or to be everything. I can't be and it's hard and it's scary and I can't." He was crying, why was he crying, when did he start crying. "What if I get hurt? Why can't I stop the worry and the fear? I don't know where it comes from, it's just there." He collapsed onto the table.

Myst's paw patted the top of his head. It felt warm and soft.  It might as well be rough sandpaper for all the good it did him. "I think you should read this." Myst said, and slid his phone onto the table.

Bo's conversation with Myst stared back at him and Myst quickly scrolled up.  He caught snippets of the conversations backwards: Myst begging Bo to help him find Hunter, him pouring his soul out about how the date went, him trying to get info from Bo about Hunter before the date until a point where Myst stopped and tapped. The messages were dated around midnight a week ago. A few days before he got messaged by the otter himself.

> Myst: Dating is scary. I wanna love someone, but the right someone. I feel behind with sex. Maybe I need a bit of a push to slut it up? Wouldn't it be awesome to come home and be in a wholesome relationship where we can share and love someone doing the same thing. Two sluts in love <3. I know that can be me.

> Myst: I'm saying it now, kink makes so much more sense to me. I hate everyone on dating apps. Can I just go up to someone and say, "Hi, I don't understand you, but if we were to start at dirty kinky sex (that I haven't had before), I'm sure we would get along great!" If kink is to be my life, it should be like a renewal. (Baptism In piss that would be sweet :P)

> Bo: TBH, apps suck, I would tots piss on you if you want but I know you want your special time.  It's kinda sweet. 

> Bo: Hear me out, bc u should meet my FWB. Sweet fuckin guy.  Loves to help sluts, wholesome, super kinky.  Used to chat kink shit with him, but he stopped poking, then stopped replying much, so haven't in like forever. IDK 100% if he is looking but, he should be. If anyone is that kind of BF, it's probably him. 

> Bo: TBH, think he needs you more than you need him. They are lonely and a bit angry at everything. He needs a friend. Might not be an easy date, but wanna give it a try? 

Hunter cried. Messy ugly tears. He looked up and Myst was crying too. He didn't like it. The otter didn't deserve it. "I've been broken. I miss color in the world and didn't know how bad it's been until I met you." Myst reached out and held his paw. They looked into each other's eyes for a while. Hunter took a deep breath and continued. "I had this great moment when we were together. I saw that excitement. I saw it all and I think I could have that and lose it. I'm afraid."

Myst had tears in his eyes too. He looked back at the wolf. "Please, could we try? Please, dare me, truth me, whatever. I want to be the-" Myst was interrupted by the muzzle of the wolf reaching across the table.

The wolf grabbed the otter, never breaking his kiss and pulled the two of them onto the table. The half finished breakfast platter smushed all over Myst.  Grease squished between them and under Myst.  He glided along the table as Hunter startled and held the breathless otter. They made out. They cried. They explored each other's maw's with tongues intertwined. The table got soaked with Hunter's piss as the mug tipped over. He didn't care. He only wanted to keep kissing the otter with all of his might.

"I dare you…" Hunter said, pulling off of the kiss for a second. "To make me believe it deep down.  I need you to tell me you still love me and want to be together after we try our hardest to rid me of my doubts.  He said, pulling up the otter's shirt. He wanted to touch, to feel more of the otter. "Tell me it after you try more and fuck other furs." 

"Yes!" Myst said between his maw being filled with wolf tongue. "I will. I will prove it." The otter helped remove his shirt and wrapped his arms around Hunter. Hugging him. His pants bulged against Hunter's. They rubbed lovingly against each other, grinding with lust. "As many furs as it takes, however much cum or piss or ass, I want to prove it to you.  But oh, I need-" Myst moaned,   

"HEY! You have your own place for that." Sara the waitress sternly said to the couple. "And you're cleaning up. I swear if I didn't know you, you would be arrested right now."

Hunter looked behind him. He had completely forgotten where they were. Not wanting a repeat of the incident, he got off of the otter. "We can clean it up." Hunter said.  The horny otter and the mess of the table was something to behold. "But hey it wasn't as bad as last time, right? Could we get some time to" Hunter put on his puppydog eyes and looked between the two of them "you know…"

Sara rolled her eyes. "You clean everything after." She strutted off and dealt with the traumatised customer at the counter who was happy to sprint out of there as soon as they were able. After that, she flipped the open sign to close. "I'll be back in 30, so get whatever you got to get done, done." She said and went back to the kitchen.  

Myst started to get up. Hunter stopped him. "What are you doing? We have time.  Now what was that you needed?"

"A bit more time with you now." Myst squeaked.

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Hunter mounted Myst, straddling him over the table.  In messy clothes, with pants half off, the pair made love on the table. The otter's cute briefs slid across the wolf's jock.  They made out and held each other tightly on the wet greasy surface.  Myst shuttered and squealed with every movement.  The frotting bulges were a nice simple pleasure that calmed Hunter from the mix of emotions running through him for this otter and his life.  He had tears in his eyes and his heart beat fast.  He was excited because the otter made him excited.  

It was spontaneous, risky, everything that led them here and it made him feel alive.  His claws dug into the otter's fur, and he felt the otter doing the same.  The pain gave him this rush of energy.  

"Hey, can you give me a dare?" Hunter asked. "I'm not forgetting your dare, and I kind of have a plan, I'm just daring right now." 

"Oh, I…" Myst blushed.  "There was one thing I wanted to do when we first met that we didn't get to."

"Sounds perfect." Hunter said with a smile.  He nuzzled his nose into Myst's.  

Myst nodded, "Then, I dare you to close your eyes and let me do the thing"

Hunter shut his eyes and felt the otter sneak his way out from under the wolf.  The otter's paws glided exploring his body, and positioned him.  First, his head went down until it rested on the wet table.  His pee stank and he felt like a naughty dog having his face rubbed in it.  He couldn't help but wag his tail.  

Next came his legs.  Myst brought his knees apart, and pulled down his pants enough.  His ass hung out, framed by the jock he wore. The otter's soft paws caressed his butt, teasing them. One glided up to hold his tail up and stroked it lightly.  It made him shiver.  

"You can slap it if you want." Hunter said. 

"I know, it's my dare, right?" Myst teased.  

Hunter grumbled.  "Ok, but can you please?"

The palm hit didn't do much. Hunter made a show of staggering, but made a note to work on that with him, for those times that he could use it. "Thank you." He said a bit sarcastically.

Myst's paws returned to spreading the wolf's cheeks.  Hunter made his hole wink, and was focused on doing so when the otter's tongue descended on it.  For not having eaten ass before, and for Hunter not having showered since that morning, or maybe last night, the otter showed great enthusiasm for what he was doing.  Hunter moaned, but was rivalled by the otter.  The smacking sounds from maw on tailhole were mixed with squeaks and moans.  

Arms wrapped around his legs, and the otter's whole face pushed itself into the depths.  Deep licks, light licks, all around.  If felt like he was having fun exploring and Hunter had to agree, it felt great.  It was exactly what he needed.  Hunter whimpered and felt truly vulnerable.  Inhaling his piss, being a bit of a toy for this dork of an ass eater.  It was beautiful and it made him trust the otter even more.

"Hey, you alright?" Myst said, stopping for a moment.  He pressed a paw to his hole and lightly rubbed it as he spoke.  

"Mmm. Sometimes you need to be subby." Hunter said to the table.  He wouldn't look until he was given permission. That and he was crying, he was sure of it. The otter had seen enough of him do that, but it felt good to cry.

"Ya.  I hope you will do the same to me soon.  I hear there is a great place where you can tie me up near here." Myst said, giggling, before delving back into his hole.  

A paw found its way to his cock, teasing it out from his jock and he moaned into the table as it got stroked gently.  Quickly it hardened and he felt close to the edge. What usually was a struggle was effortless. He held himself back from cumming.

"I'm close, could I dare you to get back under me, nude. Now." Hunter said through gritted teeth.  

Myst puffed exhaustedly. "That's tiring, I need to catch my breath, but it's as good as I wanted rimming to be. It tastes-"  

"Musky and delicious?" Hunter said with a smile, he made room for the otter under him.  The furry otter slid through his legs and gave himself to Hunter's protection.  Their dicks met and touched each other, tip to tip.  He laid his cock on top of the otter's.  The hard cocks squished together as he humped.  His body covered and protected the otter, and they held a long beautiful gaze.  Myst grabbed a hold of him and held him down.  Hunter squeezed the otter, crushing him against the table, soliciting more moans from the moan machine.  

Hips went back and forth sliding the red rocket against the otter's yellow point. He couldn't keep his mouth off of Myst's and they kissed again.  If he came first or Myst did, he didn't know or care, but they both did.  All he knew was this warm blissful feeling inside him and a sticky feeling on their bellies.  Regardless, he didn't stop humping and they didn't stop kissing.

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Too soon, a sharp jab in his tailhole returned him to reality.  He yelped and saw Sara standing there with a mop poking him.  

"I gave you 35, now clean." She said,

Hunter jumped up and took the mop. "Sure, yes. Sorry.  I owe you so much."

She passed him a receipt.  "It's good you're giving me such a nice tip." She said with an evil smile.  Hunter didn't want to look at it.

The cum splattered, messy otter got up and took a look, "Oh, I got that, it was my plate anyway.  Sorry about the mess… I-"

The Hytena raised a hand. "No, I get it. It happens, especially with this one." She points at Hunter.  "But this mess is worse than last time." She said with a smear.

"Hey, at least you two are still together.  Still pegging him?" Hunter asked with a grin.

"That is between me and my husband," She said, showing off a ring.

It took Hunter a moment, but he got it, "Congrats!" He said.  Sarah flicked her tail and left the two to their cleaning. 

"Ok, so what happened?" Myst asked.  He put back on his shirt which was a complete mess, and half soaked. His sheath with a half hard cock, stuck out and poked out of the bottom anyway

"It's a good story, but how about we start cleaning and I tell it." Hunter smiled at the otter.  "I just need to make a few texts first.  I hope you are still horny, it's gonna be a long night."

"Always, but especially with you.." Myst said, warming the wolf's heart.