Outside of the coyote brothers’ den, Oliver was squatting down while Rascal and Leon ran their warm tongues along either side of his lengthy cock. The donkey was moaning and blasting out long strands of cum between his front legs onto the dirt below. Rascal and the brothers had been making good progress in getting Oliver to pluck up enough courage to ask out a stallion he had the hots for. The guy didn’t show it, but Donnie and Leon could tell the donkey was beginning to become less hesitant to throw his wanger around. 


“I can only imagine what kind of critter Donnie is going to get Oliver to try out,” Rascal remarked. “You know what kind of friends he has?” 


Leon shook his head, “Beats me, man. This guy is from his ‘secret stash of friends’ that he keeps to himself. I tried countless times to get him to let me meet them, but he says they’re a little too ‘extreme’ for me.” 


“Hoo boy…” Rascal sighed. “I hope Oliver doesn’t get too spooked by him.” 


Leon licked the throbbing meat, “Nah. I trust my brother. He wouldn’t put Oliver in that situation unless he was positive that he was prepared.” 


Oliver hummed softly, “I’m.. willing to give anyone a try.” 


Leon winked, “That’s the spirit.”   


“Hey, guys! I brought him!” Donnie called out. 


The three males turned their attention towards the blonde coyote, who was in the company of a rooster. His body was off-white with deep black wings and tail feathers. He had a wattle and spiked comb that were a rich red color. He gazed at the males with quite the interested eyes. 


“This is Fredrik. He’s the friend I was talking about,” Donnie introduced. “I figured Oliver was ready to try a man a little more advanced in all areas.” 


Rascal and Leon walked over to meet the chicken. No sooner was he in reach that Fredrik grabbed Rascal’s hand with his wings. 


“Well, well, well. If it isn’t that romantic Rascal. I’ve heard all about how you’ve charmed your way into the asses and pusses of many of the critters here,” Fredrik flirted. “I’m rather jealous that you’ve never decided to fly by my coop to plant that delicious seed of yours. Scared of a man like me? I don’t bite unless that is what your libido desires.”


He pecked Rascal’s cheek and waltzed his way over to Oliver. Rascal gently rubbed it. He was at a loss for words.  


“I can see what you mean by extreme,” Leon said to Donnie. 


“Isn’t he great?!” Donnie yipped.


“He’s… certainly a unique critter,” Rascal commented. 


Fredrik nestled Oliver’s leg, “Now to the man of the hour. Tell me, babe, which way do ya swing?” 


Oliver blushed, “I’m, uh, mostly gay.” 


“Mostly? So you don’t rule out a good puss or two,” Fredrik replied. “All well and good. Only thing that matters is that you’re interested in a cock like me. I’m radically male-preferencing. Seeing the mere sight of a man is enough to get me to start leaking.”


He chuckled, “I know. I chatter too much about things people don’t even ask. That’s just how I roll, babe.”


“I see…” Oliver murmured. “So… what are we going to do?”


Donnie spoke up, “You’re going to give this cock one of your tongue specials while Leon pounds you.”


“Sounds easy enough,” Oliver replied. 


“What are we waiting for then? Take me, you large boy!” Fredrik cried, flopping onto his back. 


Oliver took a deep breath and faced Fredrik’s crotch. Much to his bemusement, the rooster had a sexual organ he had never dealt with before. It looked like a vagina that he was somewhat familiar with, but it wasn’t quite it. 


“Um… What is that?” Oliver inquired, trying hard not to sound offensive. 


“It’s a clo-a-ca!” Fredrik smugly replied. “It’s a three-in-one hole of tricks! Who needs an anus when you got all your pleasure spots wrapped up in one, sexy package?” 


“O-oh… I gotcha,” Oliver stuttered. “Ok… if I just do it like this…”


He craned his neck down and glided his moist tongue along the length of the puffy lips. Fredrik clucked and furiously flapped his wings. 


Oliver pulled back, “You all right?! Did I hurt you?” 


“Oooo… You hit me in all the right places,” Fredrik sensually moaned. “Donnie wasn’t kidding when he said you did wonders with that part. Keep at it, babe. Make me wet!” 


Oliver complied and continued stimulating Fredrik’s sensitive area. The rooster flapped his wings and clenched his talons in lustful excitement. 


Since Leon had his red rocket hanging out and raring to go, all the studded coyote had to do was get into position. He crouched down and gracefully leapt into the air, landing on top of Oliver’s back. Leon laid down and shimmed backwards until he could feel his cock dangling off the edge. Moving the donkey’s tail aside, Leon gripped Oliver’s waist and plunged his shaft inside. Tail swinging around wildly, he began pounding him in. 


Donnie got Rascal to sit underneath Oliver’s body while he laid in front of the red panda’s exposed dick. Raising his back end just enough to where Oliver’s stiffness nuzzled his anus, the coyote lapped Rascal’s knot. The male shut his eyes and pressed his paws into the ground. He was already far too pent-up from licking Oliver’s penis; having Donnie add more stimulation to his tingling knot made him start to ooze pre-cum. It ran down his pulsating cock and got slurped up by the coyote. Oliver felt his member rubbing against Donnie’s hole. He decided to help the guy get aroused by jerking his pelvis forward every time Leon thrusted. Donnie whimpered happily as his canine dick popped out of his sheath.


Fredrik’s moans of pleasure deepened. His cloaca burned and tickled excessively. He knew that he wasn’t long for an orgasm. Oliver could sense it in him as well. He buried his tongue into the puffy part in order to hone in on the sweet ejaculation. Fredrik opened his mouth and emitted a shrill cluck of ecstasy. His cloaca exploded into a giant geyser of cum that completely soaked Oliver’s face. The large male closed his eyes and kept applying pressure to Fredrik’s privates. The cock rapidly flapped his wings as he spewed out even more seed. His body was overwhelmed by the pleasing sensations racing through it. He felt like he had reached heavenly bliss.  


Leon clenched his teeth and fully thrusted his dick into Oliver’s tight rear. His knot swelled and anchored him right at the entrance. With a mighty jerk, he unleashed his load. Feeling the warm, thick cum run down his rectum made Oliver’s balls sting. Releasing a muffled gasp, he slid his shaft forward and fired out a steady stream of cum from his circular slit. It blasted his underside and rained down over Donnie’s fluffy fur. The thumping schlong on his hole caused the canine to begin orgasming himself, however he was much too focused on Rascal to react to it. 


Donnie sucked hard on the red panda’s throbbing cock. He softly pricked it with his sharp teeth to  subtly increase the stimulation rushing into it. Rascal scrunched up his face and curled his toes as tightly as he could. All the edging was killing him and he was dying to finally blow. At last, the tickling in his tip reached a breaking point and made him start to cum. Rascal tilted his head skyward and loudly wailed out. Thick, heavy cream gushed into Donnie’s mouth and sloshed down his hardy throat. The coyote peacefully whimpered and drooped his ears. The male’s seed was rich and fruity. He lashed his tongue across the slit to encourage every last drop to pour out into his awaiting maw. 


Leon sighed with relief and pulled his shaft out from within Oliver. Cum dripped from his cock and landed around the donkey’s hooves. Oliver and Donnie gave the privates they were tending to one last lick and took their mouths off. Fredrik laid on the ground in exhaustion. His cloaca was utterly soaked in his sexual fluids. 


“Man, it has been *so* long since another male has made me orgasm like that,” he panted. “You, babe, know how to treat a male right.” 


Oliver got right shy, “Thanks…”


“Hard to believe a guy like yourself hasn’t been snatched up yet,” Fredrik commented. 


“That’s exactly what we’re trying to help him with,” Donnie responded. “He got himself a little crush, but is way too shy to confess.”  


Leon hopped off the donkey’s body, “Heh. Speak of the guy…”  


The animals looked over as Oliver jumped in surprise. Standing a few feet from them was a horse with a cream coat that had tan splotches. He had a strong, sturdy build with a long, flowing chestnut mane. His privates were large and impressive, even bigger than Oliver’s.


“Hope you didn’t mind me watching, pardners,” the stallion said, fiddling a piece of wheat in his mouth. “I heard some loud noises and wanted to see what was up.” 


Fredrik sprung to life and approached the male, feeling up his nuts with his wing, 


“Oh my goodness! We got ourselves quite a package here. You must make all the ladies and gentlemen swoon with your size. I’m Fredrik, by the way. What might your handsome name be?” 


“Amarod,” the horse replied in a deep, low voice. “It’s actually only the gentlemen. I’m purdy much as gay as they come. Never been interested in women in that way.” 


Oliver’s heart beat fast and he found himself uncontrollably pawing at the dirt. 


“Ya’ll mind if I join in your next round?” Amarod asked. “I’ve been holding it in for a while and was hoping I could find some aid in getting it out.” 


Oliver piped up, “You can unload in me! I’ve been training to take on big guys like yourself!” 


He spun around and presented his cummy ass. He looked over at Donnie and Leon, who wagged their tails with encouragement. 


“Hey, you’re that guy from a week ago,” Amarod stated. “I noticed you were watching me graze in the field.” 


Oliver grew embarrassed, “Y-you saw me! Well, um, I did-” 


He suddenly stopped when he felt Amarod’s large tongue press against his anus. Oliver quivered and lustfully moaned. His cock was erect and throbbing so profusely that it felt like it was going to burst open. Amarod sunk his smooth, moist part into Oliver’s rectum. Locating the donkey’s prostate, he gently frisked it, making it sting and pulsate. His equine dick jetted out his musky sheath in one swift movement. It was nearly twice as thick and long as Oliver’s. Oliver swished his tail slowly as his heart raced a mile-a-minute. He could hardly believe the stallion was pleasuring him like this. The arousing sensation forming in the large males trickled down into the smaller onlookers.   


Fredrik wrapped a wing around Rascal’s back, “You know, I’ve been wanting to take on a knot like yours.”


Rascal cheekily smirked and grabbed a hold of the rooster, pushing him onto his back. He teased the cock by sawing his prick over the damp cloaca. Using the cum still there as a lube, he rammed his member inside, knot and all. Fredrik cried out. The red panda’s thrust had taken him by such surprise that some of his feathers loosened and flew off his body. He didn’t care, though, as he was way too occupied with the canine cock plowing him. 


The brothers decided to get frisky. Donnie lubed up Leon’s hole with his saliva and got on top of him. Easily sticking his rocket inside, he started humping his brother with gusto. Their fluffy, tender balls biffed and bashed into each other with every pound. Leon stuck out his tongue and panted, his meat beating into a hardened state for another release. 


Amarod, satisfied with how wet Oliver’s ass was, picked up his piece of wheat off the ground and got ready to mount the donkey. The stallion got up on his hind legs and put his front legs securely around Oliver’s waist. He got his schlong centered on the tailhole and tapped it. Gingerly as he could, he inserted his bulbous cockhead inside. When Oliver didn’t show any signs of discomfort, he proceeded on with the rest of it, stopping short of where the rectum ended. Amarod’s cock stretched out Oliver’s anal walls, however they fought back by applying pressure to the stiff member. The horse snorted with delight. The squeezing motion from the rectum provided him a decent amount of stimulation. It got even better when he began to tug back and forth. The walls smoothly rolled along his length without the slightest hint of friction. Amarod looked down at the donkey with wonder in his eyes.  


Oliver was completely entranced by the big guy’s pounding. For a moment, he felt like they were the only two in the entire world. Every thrust and bump of their balls was perfect. His hole was clutching Amarod’s cock in such a way that he could appreciate every bump and ridge on it. He had yearned so long for a stallion like him to mount him. Now, he was finally getting it, from his crush no less. He quietly grunted as his dick leaked with anticipation. 


Fredrik clenched his talons as Rascal’s grip on his body grew stronger. The throbbing cock heavily thumped his insides as pre-cum squirted out in short bursts. Rascal gritted his teeth as his knot swelled again, expanding the rooster’s cloaca. With a loud gasp, he pumped out his creamy load. His pants of relief were drowned out by the cock’s impassioned wails. Rascal’s cum took up all available space, causing it to start leaking out. The red panda pulled out his soggy shaft and squirted the last few strands over the chicken’s body. Fredrik opened his mouth and caught one of the longer strands. He didn’t swallow it, content to savor it for as long as he could. 


Donnie hugged his front legs around his brother’s body and increased his speed. Slipping his knot inside, he emptied his balls with a high-pitched howl. Leon added his own howls into the mix as he gushed his jizz onto the ground. His prick badly stung during his entire release, so he had to press his paws into the dirt to prevent his legs from giving out. 


Amarod grunted and backed his lengthy erection nearly all the way out of Oliver’s rear. Before the smaller guy could question anything, the stallion shot it forward to its starting position. Amarod yelled out and rocketed his cream straight into Oliver’s rectum. It smashed against the back and bounced towards the entrance. An explosion of white came out of Oliver’s ass and drenched Amarod’s huge, rounded balls. The donkey passionately whinnied. He grew weak in the knees as his long schlong sprayed out a thick load of cum. His face was nothing but red and all he could feel was Amarod’s hungness pumping seed into him. 


Amarod’s climax came to a close and he heavily sighed. Due to the extreme wetness, he was easily able to slide out his member. Cream gushed out of Oliver, splashing onto his legs. Dropping his wheat, Amarod thrashed his tongue against the drenched hole in an attempt to clean up his mess. Oliver, preferring to have the stallion’s cum leaking from his butt, pulled away and turned around. He picked up Amarod’s wheat and handed it back to him. 


“I’m, uh, sorry about staring at you,” Oliver apologized. 


“All good, pardner,” Amarod replied, blushing a little. “Actually, I… was going to ask if you were interested in taking me on.” 


Oliver was surprised, “R-really?” 


Amarod nodded, “I then realized that you might be intimidated by my size, so I didn’t say anything. Kinda foolish of me in hindsight.” 


Oliver affectionately nuzzled the horse, “I don’t think so.”


        Amarod stood there silently before returning the gesture. 


“Y-you think we could go out sometime?” Oliver asked. 


“I’d love to!” Amarod smiled. 


        The two looked at each other and kissed. Almost immediately, they could tell there was some type of chemistry forming. The four smaller critters had gotten out of their sexual positions and were watching the two of them.  


Donnie howled out in excitement, “Courage counselling successful!” 


“Ain’t nothing like the sight of two men getting together,” Fredrik clucked. 


Rascal folded his arms and smirked, “Guess that’s the power of The Forest of Love.” 


                                                -The End-