Beach Breach

	The crashing of waves accented the salty smell in the air as an alien padded onto the beach before him. Large deep blue nose twitching at the smell and his large antenna casually bending with the wind, Stitch was all prepared for his day on the beach. Large ears catching the sounds of others along the strip of sand as well as the vehicle doors behind him, the blue creature moved forward to claim a spot. On his shoulder was his towel and his bag’s straps, the other casually running over his light blue furred chest down to his dark pubes that peeked over his rainbow speedo he wore. Grabbing his bulge, the alien smirked at the throb he received. He firmly believed in flaunting what he had, especially here.
	The tinted world beyond his sunglasses helped him as he walked along the warm sand in his flip flops. Already he felt the heat underneath the blue fur coating most of him. Looking around, there were only a few others in this particular area and with that, he threw his bag on the ground and grasped his towel. Whipping it out and fluttering it down, it laid on the sand as Stitch kicked off his flip-flops. Then the thundering footsteps behind him made the blue creature turn to glance at his companion for the day.
	A gray alien approached, carrying his own equipment on his shoulder. The aquatic looking creature was two toned, a nice gray on the outside and a creamy underbelly that came up and encircled his mouth. A fin jutted from the top of his head back and two growths that looked like horns curled around the outside of his face. Though his eyes were covered with shades as well, the cyan alien knew those blue orbs were gazing around before plopping his stuff down a little back from his own gear. A grin tugged at Stitch’s muzzle at how adorably uncomfortable Gantu was. It was even better as the blue creature’s gaze shifted down to the hint of trail above the waistband of those swim trunks and the bulge outline in them. Not as well defined as Stitch’s own tighter swimwear but the idea of the monstrosity in those trunks made him swallow his saliva.
	They were rivals most days, always a struggle for who was better. Today, though, the cyan alien had invited the aquatic creature to the beach as one of their days as tentative friends. His agenda, however, was a lot less scrupulous. The blue creature really just wanted that looming giant’s dick. The size difference between them alone would make it massive, who knew if he was well endowed on top of that? Already he was horny as hell, watching the gray alien set up an umbrella and grabbing a book. Seriously, who reads at the beach?
	Gantu lowered himself under the shade and onto his own towel. As he cracked open the book, Stitch rolled his eyes and considered briefly how to begin his ‘dance’ to lure the giant to him. He settled on just flopping onto the ground on his stomach, starting with actually getting a tan. Entangling his fingers together under his chin, he let the sun lightly start to loll him into a stupor, his ass raised ever so much to help it shine a little better. He kept his movements slow, wiggling every so often back and forth. It took a while but the blue alien did eventually feel the weight of someone watching him on his backside. With a small smirk, the creature moved a hand back, slipping it under his speedo to run over his cheek to ‘scratch an itch’.	
	A low cough and the weight moved off him. Bait was taken, so time to get further along. Stitch flipped himself over, raising up a leg to help show off his bulge just a little better. This way he could actually see the aquatic alien a bit, who was focusing more on his reading at the moment. That was alright, the blue creature was well versed in patient catching for his fun. Every so often, the gray creature would glance up at him, eyes seeming to want to see more but pulling back every time. Well, Stitch couldn’t have that. The furred creature timed his movements to roughly when Gantu would be peeking. Hand slowly combed down his chest and navel, through his pubes to run over his bulge. When that gaze was on him, the blue alien squeezed it, inhaling at the throb it caused. Lifting his head up, Stitch looked at the aquatic alien, seeing the outline in those shorts better than before. Good, the gray creature was interested and getting aroused to boot! Time to get him going even more.
	The furred alien shimmied his speedo down, his half-hard pink cock lazing over his plump orbs. He flung the offending garment back towards Gantu, who’s stare was easily burning into the blue creature. With a smug smirk, he lightly cupped his orbs, rolling them and enjoying the thicker, darker patch of fur down the middle of his sack. He let out a groan as he moved his fingers to tease along his shaft, coaxing the length into greater heights. Stitch was a little lost in his luring, not noticing that the gray alien had set his book aside and was shuffling closer. Then that deep, rumbling voice spoke and the furred creature squeezed his dick in response to the sexy baritone.
	“Stitch, what the hell are you doing?!”
	“What’s it look like?” 
	“You can’t do that here!”
	“Nude beach.”  The blue alien stroked his length slowly as they spoke, enticing and arousing for him and his to be partner, provided he was a huge righteous cockblock. “Could join in too.”
	“Being nude or getting arrested for sex in public?”
	“Hmmm, both!” Stitch joked before he suddenly flipped himself onto his hands and knees, taking off his glasses and looking back at the gray alien. He wiggled his ass at the giant aquatic creature. “Come on, you know you want to.”
	The furred creature felt large hands grab his buttocks, each easily enough to cover most of the area. They were spread apart, his hole on display. He gasped as something warm, wet and wide passed over his entrance and moaned as it came back to dig at it. His breath hitched as Gantu’s giant tongue shoved into his ass, fingers and toes curling as the blue alien arched back into the treatment. Lord, this was just the tongue. Stitch moaned, pressing back against the gray alien’s face to get that wide appendage deep. All too soon it was pulled back out and the blue alien whined. Some shuffling occurred as the furred creature attempted to regain some air before it was lost once more. Something long, thick and heavy was now resting in the crook of his ass, tensing up at the monstrosity on his body. Stitch may have underestimated the aquatic creature’s actual endowment.
	“Uh, G-Gantu…” the blue alien was now a bit hesitant as the length slipped backwards. “I d-don’t think that’ll f-fit…”
	The furred creature was panting now, in anticipation or terror was unclear to him. With that massive cock head now poking at his entrance, he knew it would be the biggest dick he’d have ever taken up to this point. He worried even with his body it may be too much. The looming figure behind him that Stitch glanced back at only chuckled.
	“I’ll make it fit.”
	The blue alien’s eyes blew wide, feeling as the massive shaft pushed forward and began to stretch him beyond his limits. He dare say he felt actual pain from it as his hands uselessly scrabbled at the sand. With Gantu’s hands on his hip and waist, the furred creature was unable to get away at all. He was trembling when the grunt came and the halfway along length disappeared entirely into Stitch. A silent scream etched onto his face, the blue alien felt the hard slap of hips to his ass and let a shaking hand move to his stomach. He whimpered at the rather large protrusion he felt there, lightly rubbing along it. The low groan above him made it very clear what exactly was laying in his gut.
	“Fuck, even Reuben has trouble taking it all.” The furred creature’s face burned at that comment. Gantu and Reuben, his cousin, were fucking? A brief image flashed across Stitch’s mind of seeing that and desire flooded back through him. His cock responded by throbbing and leaking, any flagging from having his ass destroyed forgotten. The blue alien was a filthy thing, for sure, wanting to watch or join in on those two. His mind was brought back to the present as that massive length pulled backwards, tugging on everything inside of the furred creature. Perhaps an exaggeration yet Stitch was positive that it was true in that moment.
	Then the gray alien thrust back in and the blue alien saw stars. Not only was he pressing against the pleasure spot, the aquatic creature practically shoved it aside and drug every detailed inch along it to push against the hand the furred creature had left on his stomach. The dick inside of him twitched, pre leaking out into the sensitive innards as Stitch’s own poured copious amounts onto the towel below him. Absolutely no mercy was shown as the blue alien was repeatedly pushed and pulled from that monstrous shaft.
	“Looks like we got an audience.” Gantu’s breathy voice mustered between grunts and pants. The furred creature’s ears rose to height as he glanced to his right. Indeed, there were others there. A rather large crocodile was leaning over an elderly rat, large hand massaging the bulge in the swim trunks. Given that the rat’s hands were behind him, Stitch could only assume he was fondling the lizard in return. Next to them were some other scaled folk, one rather chubby and the other slender. They were very similar in color and both wore some sort of turban. Perhaps brothers, though the blue alien was positive he had not seen brothers making out quite to that extent, rubbing each other’s bodies as their excitement showed in the rather skimpy swimwear.
	A moan on the left side swung the furred creature’s gaze there, only to see a fully nude blue and red bird in profile, head turned to watch him. Below him, on knees, was a panther guy who was eagerly sliding his tongue along the avian’s length as he watched and stroked himself to Stitch’s impromptu fucking. Looking even further left, he saw two winged creatures, pterodactyls he believed, one a rather large brilliantly red one with a golden chain about the neck. His hand was wrapped around a smaller, slimmer orange one’s cock, who in turn held the red one’s and both were idly stroking each other while keeping watch.
	In only a few seconds the blue alien had taken in the increasing group between one thrust and the next. Yet the next was faster and harder as the gray alien shifted, leaning further over the furred creature. He was forced to put his hand back on the loose sand, else his trembling body may actually collapse under the force of nature the aquatic creature was. It wasn’t enough, Stitch wanted more! As such, he pushed back against the thrusts, letting the sound of smacking flesh and wet squelching get louder, moaning deeply and wantonly. His dick bobbed in time to every pump, pre leaking even heavier than before. Already the knot grew inside of the blue alien. 
	Gantu’s thrusts grew frantic and short, more wild, balls slapping heavily against the furred creature’s ass. He adjusted himself once and when he went it, Stitch arched and his body locked up as he nearly blacked out. Silently he screamed his orgasm, clamping around the impressive shaft lodged up his tail and spurting his thick seed all over the towel below him. Very little made it through his fried brain at that time, though the overly sensitive feeling of a dick plowing through him didn’t cease. Then it was pushed as deep as it could and a volcano erupted inside of the blue alien. A loud cry from the gray alien signaled his release, flooding the limited space within Stitch. His shaking hand went back to his stomach and his ears pinned back when he felt as his stomach distended from the amount of cum pooling in his gut. It didn’t feel like it would ever stop, but eventually the aquatic creature pulled his dick out. A few spurts of seed coated the blue alien’s back, shudders racking his frame nearly unable to been picked out from his already shaken form. Hand grasped at his abused ass and spread him.
	“Fucking destroyed that ass.”
	Blood wound its way to the furred creature’s face. Then his heart raced in his chest at the next words.
	“Hey, think we can have a go?”
	There was the pounding of Gantu’s steps. “He’s all yours.”
	“Crustaceous!”
	There was shuffling all around Stitch. Before he knew it, someone else was grabbing at his rear. “Damn, he’s gaping! Bet we could both fit in there!”
	“Clawsome, let’s do it!”
	As he felt someone sliding under his body, a cock was shoved against his nose. Eyes crossing to look up, he saw the avian from before in front of him. A smirk was on the beak.
	“Get to it bitch.”
	It seemed the blue alien’s luring tactics worked a little too well. A huge crowd of horny males were around him and as he felt two dicks shove into his ass and another push into his maw, the furred creature knew it was going to be a long afternoon with a much larger belly by the time night rolled around. Oh well, it wasn’t his first ganging and he damn well was going to enjoy every second of this!