"In a quarter mile, right turn onto Cypress Avenue."
	
	Zack's grip tightened on the steering wheel. He was visiting a friend over winter break and was only a few miles away. Never had he ever felt quite so nervous. Driving out in the country at night wasn't helping much with his nerves.
	
	Friend might have been a strong word to use, but guy-I-met-online-who-happens-to-go-to-my-school-and-has-a-huge-dick was more of a mouthful than even he liked. Which was kind of how he'd wound up driving into the mountains to visit some guy he barely knew. Jalen was a rat he'd met on a hookup app while browsing through it at school. His first class of the day had been cancelled, so he sat around on campus to wait for his next class instead of driving home. He'd poked at the rat after noticing he was nearby, hoping to just chat and make friends and ended up with more than he'd bargained for.

	The otter squirmed in his seat, feeling himself grow hard at the thoughts running through his mind. He and Jalen had hooked up a few days after meeting and then as often as they could after that. Jalen had enough similar interests as he did, while seeing being different enough to not drive each other crazy.

	"Turn right onto Cypress Avenue."
	
	Zack did so and was surprised when he still had three miles to go. He'd grown up in the suburbs where you had neighbors only a few yards from your own house, but Jalen had said that his was the only house on the street. 

	Sure enough, the street ended a few minutes later as Jalen's house came into view. He wasn't sure what to expect with it so far out in the middle of nowhere. Maybe a large, private mansion, or a rustic-looking farm or cabin. Instead, it looked relatively normal, and was probably built in the last ten years. Architecture wasn't anything he was familiar with, but it was at least two stories above ground with a huge, covered porch that wrapped around on one side. A large window dominated the front of the house on the side opposite the porch, curtains pulled close to keep anyone from seeing inside. Not that it was likely this far away from civilization.
	
	The driveway that led up to the house was only paved for a good twenty feet or so before it turned to gravel which led up to the house's garage, as well as an attached garage. There was a covered section where Zack was debating whether or not he should park under before he saw movement at the house.
	
	Jalen had wandered outside and waved at him from the porch before pointing at the covered parking spot. Getting the hint, he parked under the covered area before grabbing his backpack from the passenger seat. Snow hadn't come yet, but it was still cold enough that opening the car door was physically painful. He locked the door and ran towards the front of the house, trying not to shiver too much.
	
	"Hurry up! It's cold as fuck out here!" Jalen encouraged, his paws in the pocket of his oversized hoodie as he bounced up and down on his feet paws.
	
	Zack picked up the pace and ran up the wooden steps to the porch. "Where are your pants?" he asked as he got closer.
	
	Jalen laughed and lifted up his hoodie a few inches to show off the gym shorts underneath. "They're there. Besides, I wasn't planning on being outside that long. Now get in here."

	Zack let out a sigh of relief once he was out of the cold. "Nice place you guys have."
	
	Jalen beamed. "Oh, it's great. Sucks trying to go anywhere, like, even to the store or something, but it's great. Parents built it when I was ten. Getting to school was a bitch, though."
	
	"Watch your language," a voice said, making Zack jump and turn around. A taller, healthy-sized woman-a rat like Jalen-was standing off to the side of the main entrance in what was probably the dining room. Despite what she said, she was smiling brightly as she approached. "You must be Zack. Jalen has told us so much about you. I'm Teresa, or Tess."

	Zack's face flushed, his mind racing with all the possible things Jalen could have said, though he knew it was ridiculous. "Oh, that's me! Zack. It's nice to meet you. I was just saying that you've got a great house." He shook her paw when she offered it.

	"We certainly try! It was our dream home, so it was nice to make it a reality. You going to give him a tour? Or do I need to?" Jalen's mother asked.
	
	The younger rat rolled his eyes in a put-upon fashion and spun on one foot. "Come on. Let me show you around."
	
	"Dinner should be ready in about forty minutes or so. It was nice meeting you, Zack," Jalen's mother said, smiling at the pair as they walked off.
	
	"You too, Mrs. Williams!" he called back.
	
	"Please, call me Tess," she said.
	
	"No, MOM!" Jalen called from around the corner of the main entrance, obviously-feigned exasperation in his tone.
	
	Zack hurried after Jalen, cheeks a bit hot under his light tan fur. Meeting other people's parents was always a bit nerve-wracking. "She seems nice."
	
	Jalen laughed. "Yeah, she's great. Come on, let's drop your stuff off in my room and I'll show you the place." 

	Jalen led Zack down a flight of stairs into a large living room with a big TV, lots of games, and some comfortable-looking couches. There was a bar on one side of the room with a table and chairs, and a bookcase full of board games.
	
	"Dang, that's a lot of games. You guys play a lot?" Zack asked as they passed by everything and went down a short hallway to Jalen's room. 
	
	"Didn't I tell you? That's what my dad does: make board games." Jalen flipped on the lights and took Zack's bag.
	
	The otter rolled one of his shoulders in a careless shrug. "I remember you saying he was a game designer. I guess I hadn't thought much about it."
	
	Jalen's room was a bit bigger than his own and even had an attached bathroom. In typical just-out-of-teens fashion, there were dirty clothes strewn about the room and a hamper full of clean laundry sitting just outside the closest, probably a couple days old. A desk was wedged into the far corner of the room, facing the door, and the bed was still a mess. 
	
	"You can just toss it wherever," Jalen said as he grabbed a bunch of clothes from the floor and flung them into the closet. He grabbed a pair of sweats and pulled them on.
	
	"What, don't wanna be pantless all of a sudden?" Zack teased, dropping his backpack by one of the bookcases and unzipping the jacket he was wearing.
	
	"Nah, giving you the tour, remember? That's includes more than just what's inside." The rat grinned when he saw Zack clue in, and he nudged the otter with one shoulder as he left his room. "Come on, let me show you around."
	
	There wasn't much else in the basement other than the large living room and the laundry room. The floor above had another living room along with the kitchen and dining room.
	
	"Upstairs is just my parents' bedroom, the guest room, and both their offices. So, let's head on outside and I'll show you the good stuff." Jalen winked at the taller otter and walked through the kitchen towards the back patio.

	Zack's face heated up at those words, and he looked around nervously, afraid that Jalen's parents might be around to overhear. He hurried after the rat and was surprised when the back door led onto a covered patio of sorts. Steps led down from the door to a concrete patio, but the immediate, paved area was surrounded with walls and a ceiling. The walls were mostly glass that could open onto big, screen windows so you could have airflow or heat as needed. The best thing, though, was the hot tub tucked away into the corner.
	
	"Yeah, this room is great. It's fun to be in the hot tub during a heavy snowfall when you've got the windows open to watch," Jalen said, walking across the patio to another door that led outside.

	"What, you open the windows when it's snowing?" Zack asked. "Doesn't that defeat the purpose?"
	
	Jalen opened the back door and shivered as he stepped out into the cool night air. "Nah, it's great. It's like... salty sweet things, and how that's always better than something that's just sweet, you know?"

	Zack laughed as he followed Jalen out back. "I'll take your word for it." 
	
	The house was half built into a hill near the edge of some woods. There was a paved path that led from the house down right into the trees, barely visible with the lack of any moon. Zack shivered involuntarily as he stared out into the dark woods, keeping an even pace with the rat, even if it meant slowing his strides.

	"You excited?" Jalen asked as they passed the tree line and the paved path behind.
	
	"Huh?" Zack said.
	
	"To see the horses?" Jalen continued.
	
	Zack's was glad that it was dark so that Jalen wouldn't see him blushing. "Ah, uh, heh. Y-yeah, I am." The otter mentally kicked himself. "Surely the awkward response won't give me away," he thought.

	The path through the trees wasn't paved, but it had been walked enough that it was easy to keep their footing. It wasn't a long path, either, and they soon broke through the other side of the tree line. The woods narrowed to one side, making it the perfect place to put some stables. 

	Jalen was grinning amusedly to himself, and he picked up his step when the stables came into view. "Don't worry, you're going to have so much fun."
	
	Zack's throat felt dry as he kept his eyes on the stable doors as they neared. He was used to having a minimum level of confidence in the things he did, and rarely ever felt awkward and clumsy, but this subject had him way out of his element. 

	Jalen unlocked the door and pulled it open for Zack. "Come on in. Welcome to the barn."
	
	"Is it a barn or a stable?" Zack asked cheekily, though his grin faded when he stepped inside and heard the soft whinny of a horse only a few feet from him. He turned around to see a brown and white muzzle poking out from a wooden pen.

	"No clue. Mom and dad say both. Hi, Samson, I brought a friend with me." Jalen closed the door and stepped around Zack to take the horse's long muzzle in both paws, rubbing affectionately. "This is Samson. He's the oldest, and probably the smartest horse."

	Zack took a step forward and hesitantly reached a paw out to run it over the horse's muzzle, letting him sniff at it. This was his first time ever being around a horse, and he was surprised just how large the animal was. "He's pretty big."

	Jalen snickered and rubbed the horse's ears in both paws. "Oh yeah, for sure. I haven't ever tried to take him."
	
	Zack's blush returned in full force, imagining the small rat laying on a bale of hay while Samson wrecked him. "Hah, damn. I still can't believe..." He let his voice trail off, not really sure what to say. After they'd hooked up a couple times, Jalen had goaded him into more and more lewd topics until finally bringing up some of the things he did with his family's horses. Zack had been hesitant at the thought of it, but when Jalen sent him a pic of his completely-plastered face, the horse's cock visible in the background, he'd been hooked.

	The otter didn't think of himself as sheltered or a prude, but the taboo nature of what they were talking about embarrassed him. It also excited him quite a bit as he felt his length flex against the cotton of his underwear.

	Jalen chuckled and let his paws fall from the horse's head. "Come on, you have two more to meet."
	
	Zack's paw fell away from the horse's head, and he turned to follow Jalen down the row of stalls. There were three lined up on the left side of the barn while the other half had a large, open area for donning tack. There were two storage rooms across from the last stall along with a big garage door on the far wall.
	
	"This is Dusty, because I think Hardesty is a dumb name," Jalen said, pointing into a stall where another horse, a bit larger than Samson was off in the corner with his head poking through an outside window. "And this is his younger brother, and the smallest one, Shocklate, but I usually just call him Shock."

	Shock's head was sticking out from over his stall door, lips pulled back from his teeth as he snuffled at the air. Zack stood just behind Jalen now, looking up at the horse-Shock was the smallest of the three, but was still large to Zack's eyes-and instantly recognizing him from some pictures that Jalen had sent him. Shock was a darker brown than the other two and had a white splotch down his muzzle that was in the vague shape of a lightning bolt. 

	The rat was grinning lecherously at the otter, pulling on the otter's shirt to move him closer to the horse. "Yeah, I know that look. You remember him, right?"
	
	Zack's blush was in full force at this point, and he was certain he could have cooked an egg on his skin. "Hah, yeah, I definitely remember seeing... him."
	
	Jalen watched the otter pet over the horses face and muzzle, obviously flustered. He stepped closer and bumped his hip into Zack's. "Do... you wanna get a closer look real fast?"

	Zack's heart skipped a beat and he turned to the shorter rat. "Wh-now? But we're... dinner-"
	
	"No, not like... get messy, just... you know, slip into the stall and see what he's got?" Jalen said, though he secretly thought the idea would have been pretty hot to get busy right with the horse right before dinner.

	Zack looked back and forth from the rat and horse, licking his lips as they suddenly felt very dry. "I... fuck. Yeah. Yeah, I do." 
	
	Jalen grabbed one of Zack's wrists and pulled him to the stall door. It wasn't hard to open it and step inside, pulling the otter along behind him. Shock pulled his head back into the stall, taking a step towards Jalen to press his muzzle in for some more rubs. "He's pretty gentle, and he's who'll you'll be riding... in more than one way."

	Zack shivered all over at the thought of letting something this much bigger than himself actually fuck him, and he throbbed hard in his pants. "Har har..." he managed to say, trying his best to sound at least mildly confident.

	"Step to his side and start rubbing his neck and side. He likes that." Jalen followed Zack and teased his paws along the horse's lower side and belly while the otter tried to emulate him.

	Shock was quite used to Jalen's attention, and the young rat could get him riled up rather quickly if he tried. He was a smart horse, though, and had quickly learned not to get worked up if his parents were around, since he wouldn't get any attention. Now, though, the horse's sheath was swelling up until the mottled, black and pink head was dropping free of the leathery pouch.

	"There, see? He loves the attention. Don't you, boy?" Jalen cooed to the horse, leaning his cheek against Shock's side for a few seconds.
	
	Zack's paw had stopped moving as he watched the horse's cock drop free, looking all wrinkled and small at first until it started filling out. Inch by inch, it grew until it was the almost the length of his arm, drooping into a curve from its weight. "Holy shit. It's... bigger in person."

	"Told you. Why not get a good feel for it? Give it a squeeze." Jalen encouraged his taller, otter friend while taking a step back to pull out his phone.
	
	Zack's own cock was starting to get a bit uncomfortable in the tight confines of his jeans, but he didn't spare it too much attention. He glanced back over his shoulder to see Jalen taking a pic with his phone and might have been more flustered at that thought if he hadn't been so turned on. One of his tan paws slid down along the horse's belly until his fingers were inches away from the horse's length.

	Shock took that moment to flex his cock up against his belly, and the thick length slapped right into Zack's waiting grip. On instinct, the otter squeezed down on the pillar of flesh, and he watched the horse's hips thrust against his palm, the thick ridge of his medial ring pressing against Zack's fingers. It all happened in an instant, and the otter was so startled by the sudden motion that he released the horse's cock, and it flopped side to side as the horse's hips bucked forward into the air.

	Jalen chuckled and watched the scene unfold on his phone, recording it all. "Yeah, he does that sometimes. Especially when you're squeezing him right where you were."

	Zack was holding this wrist of the paw that had just grabbed the horse's cock, running his thumb along the base of his palm. "I... didn't really know. But damn. Felt thick."

	"And just think, he's got a smaller dick than the other two," Jalen said. "Come on. Food should be ready any time now," he said, tugging at the otter's jacket.
	
	Zack's eyes lingered on the mass of horse cock that was hanging free, a few drops of pre dripping to the floor. "Yeah..."
	
	The rat latched the stall door behind them as they left, and he reached down to grope the otter's hard-on through his jeans. "Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time after we've eaten."

	The otter groaned and felt his length pulse in the rat's grip. "I can't wait," he said truthfully, his libido finally pulling ahead of his embarrassment.
	
	Despite Jalen's best efforts to keep the otter's dick hard-whispering lewd things to him on the way back to the house-the brisk walk through the winter night was enough for the otter's erection to subside. Food was almost ready, so the pair shrugged out of their heavier clothes in the rat's room before heading back down to the dining room.

	The nothing-fancy dinner Tess insisted she made was homemade mac and cheese, spare ribs, and stuffed peppers.  Corbin, Jalen's dad, made banana pudding for dessert and brought up some of the beer he made as another of his hobbies. Zack was afraid that his recent experience in the stables would leave him feeling too anxious to relax, but between the booze and casual conversation about school and games he found himself rather at ease.
	
	They moved as a group from the dining room to the downstairs living room, fresh drinks in hand, and Zack was taught the rules to one of their favorite board games. It was a competitive game where you had to work with your opponents to earn points. Zack, to his embarrassment, wound up far in last place the first two times at the game as he tried to learn the rules and strategies. The third game he almost managed a victory until Tess backstabbed him and took victory out from underneath him, not a trace of apology on her face.
	
	It was a wonderful evening, and Zack felt all his anxiety and tension drift away. Between the pleasant conversation, the ample amount of beer, and the fun games, it was hard to remember that he was playing with his friend's parents. They were fun to talk to, and he could see why Jalen spoke so highly of them. 

	"It's almost one, damn. Didn't realize time had gotten away like that," Corbin, Jalen's dad said.
	
	"Oh, one more? No, no no, never mind." Tess laughed as she stood up, shaking her head and grabbing some of the empty beer bottles.
	
	Jalen laughed. "You're just mad you didn't get the three-peat," he said. He'd barely stopped her from earning her third win of the night.
	
	"We'll take the bottles upstairs if you guys put away the game," Corbin said, helping Tess gather up the rest of the bottles.
	
	"Sure thing, dad."
	
	"I hope you had a good time playing," Tess said to Zack as she started off towards the stairs.
	
	"Oh, yeah, it was a lot of fun! I want to play more, for sure," Zack said, genuinely looking forward to more games over the next few days.
	
	"Good! Glad to hear. You two get to sleep soon, you hear?" Corbin called as he followed Tess up the stairs.
	
	"Yeah, yeah. Maybe," Jalen called back as he and Zack put all the game pieces back in box.
	
	Zack leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms up over his head. "What a night. That was a ton of fun."
	
	"We can have some more, too, if you're not too tired..." Jalen said. He put the game back on the shelf with the others and then wandered over to where Zack was sitting, trailing a paw down over his chest.

	The otter's cheeks heated up at the suggestion and he leaned his head against the rat's side. "I'm still awake. What, uh... what did you have in mind?"
	
	Jalen leaned down to nuzzle at one of the otter's small ears. "Well, I'm sure Shock is still waiting for more attention after being teased earlier," he whispered.
	
	Zack was somewhat alarmed by how that simple statement made his cock throb to life. The phantom feeling of the horse's cock swelling in his paw made his mouth water. "Let's do it," he found himself saying before his mind could rationalize some excuse.

	Jalen practically bounced across the basement to his room where he shoved a few things into his hoodie pocket before closing the door. "My parent's bedroom is opposite the side we're on, so as long as we're quiet, they'll have no idea."

	The trip down to the barn was a bit more uncomfortable with the temperature having dropped appreciably in the last few hours. When Jalen closed the barn door behind them, he shivered visibly and hugged himself close. 
	
	"Damn. Winter sucks sometimes," the rat muttered, walking further into the barn to get warm. "No heat in the barns, either. Better for the horses, weirdly enough. But hey, there's no wind!"

	Zack tried not to let his teeth chatter as he followed behind Jalen. "Can't believe you do this when it's this cold out."
	
	Jalen snorted and winked at the otter. "Come on, it heats you up pretty quickly." The rat padded over to Shock's stall and pulled open the door, ushering his friend inside. "After you."
		
	Shock was standing in the middle of his stall, watching the pair with his big, brown eyes. Zack's own eyes met the horses then flicked under his belly where he could see the heavy, leathery sheath just waiting to be held. The otter stood there for a few seconds before he felt one of Jalen's paws on the small of his back.

	"Go on. Shock's the least dangerous horse I've ever seen. He doesn't even make a fuss with the farrier." Jalen pushed his friend forward, excited to finally have someone to share this sort of experience.

	Honestly, Zack's mind hadn't been on the possible dangers of getting kicked until Jalen said anything, which only heightened his nerves. He shoved those feelings down as best he could and stepped closer to Shock's shoulder. He could feel the heat radiating off the large beast, and the skin was hot to the touch compared to the ambient temperature. His fingers trailed along Shock's side and the horse suddenly turned to press more firmly into the otter, knocking him back a step.

	"He does get pretty eager, though," Jalen confessed with a laugh. 
	
	Zack glanced down beneath the horse's belly and saw that, like before, the mottled black and pink cock was quickly dropping free and swelling with blood. "What should I... well, do?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder and doing a double-take when he saw Jalen openly stroking his own cock while watching.

	"Hm? Well, Shock will happily stand there and let you play with his dick for hours. Just do what you want, and I'll show you how to finish him off." Jalen 
	
	Zack swallowed and nodded to himself. He was nervous, but the way his dick strained in his underwear only helped cement what he wanted to do. He knelt down and drank in the sight of the largest cock he'd ever seen hanging only inches from his face. One of his paws came up to cup the mushroom-shaped head and he squeezed it gently, surprised at how spongy the flesh felt. His other paw joined in, gripping right in the middle of the upper-half of the horse's cock. "I can't believe you can take this."	

	"It wasn't as hard as you'd think. Besides, it's not like he going balls deep in you or anything," the rat said.
	
	Zack felt the cock swell under his fingers as he squeezed and stroked down along the length, his other paw teasing the head as pre began to dribble from the tip. He leaned in and pressed his face right against the thick head, feeling its flesh against his muzzle and cheek. He let his inhibitions drift away as he dragged his face and muzzle over the thick rod. Shock stood perfectly still, a small nicker escaping his muzzle every now and then to break the silence.

	The otter dragged his face against the horse's cock until he got to the end. He pressed his lips right against the head, tongue slipping out to meet the spongy flesh. Pre splashed against his tongue as the horse rolled his hips forward, mashing his thick cock head against the otter's small muzzle. The scent and taste was earthy, tangy, and sweet, and it made Zack's eyes roll back in his head. He'd always been a rather orally fixated person and being able to nuzzle and kiss a cock this large was everything his younger self had ever dreamed of.

	Shock's hips would jerk forward every now and then, mashing that thick head Zack's muzzle. He could barely wedge it into his maw and when the horse jerked forward it plugged the back of his throat.  The otter's eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he groaned before pulling his mouth-with some difficulty-off the horse's cock. "Holy shit..."

	Jalen was slowly teasing his foreskin back and forth across his glans as he watched the otter service the smallest of their horses. "Yeah, it's fucking big. Hard to swallow around. Once I got him off like that and he came so hard it was coming out of my nose. Hurt like hell but was pretty hot." 
	
	Zack laughed and nuzzled into the dripping head, lapping at the end. His underwear felt damp and for a moment he was worried he'd accidentally came in his pants, but a throb from his cock told him it was just copious amounts of pre. "Sucking horse cock makes me leak like a faucet, apparently," he thought to himself before parting his maw to shove the head back inside.
	
	Jalen stepped close and knelt beside Zack, fingers undoing the button on the otter's jeans before taking care of the zipper. "Damn, did you cum?" the rat asked, his fingers groping at the otter's cock before pulling it free.

	Zack could only attempt a non-verbal negative response with his mouth full of cock. It felt good to have his friend's fingers touching him, playing with his foreskin while he sucked on the huge length. One of his paws squeezed the shaft right in front of his muzzle while the other reached further down to grab that enticingly-thick ring at the midpoint. Shock's grunts and nickering were coming more often, and Zack found himself having to swallow more frequently as pre spilled over his tongue. Already his cheek and neck were damp in the cold air from what he hadn't managed to contain.

	"Oh, you're just really horned up, eh? Want to get him off now?" Jalen asked, his fingers squeezing around the middle of the otter's shaft and drawing up until the loose skin completely covered his head with pre trickling freely from the end.

	"Uh huh," Zack managed before he pulled the horse's flared cock head from his muzzle. His jaw ached and he stared at how much Shock's cock head had flared up. He couldn't even cover the whole thing with his palm. "Y-yeah, I do."

	"Just squeeze there... and there, yeah. Like that. Here, get ready to close your eyes or you're going to regret it." Jalen guided the otter's paws before taking hold of Shock's member right where he knew the horse liked.

	The horse really was quite docile, even while being stroked by two pairs of paws and edged toward orgasm. He nickered and occasionally thrust his hips forward, but his back feet remained on the ground as if content to let the teens take care of him. Zack rhythmically squeezed the spongy flesh in his paws, feeling it resist more and more as Jalen worked over the rest of his flesh. 
	
		"He's getting close... get ready," Jalen said, his own cock aching for pleasure with his paws occupied elsewhere; even then, a line of pre hung down to the hay strewn about on the floor of the stall.

	Zack wanted to keep his eyes open, but at the last second, he closed them, and not a second too soon, either. The hard flesh under his paws throbbed powerfully and a hot jet of heady, viscous cum splashed across his open muzzle and tongue, splashing everywhere and making a mess of his chin and cheek. The second followed in quick pursuit, laying a perfect, dividing stripe across his muzzle. The symmetry was ruined as the third, fourth, and fifth jets of cum plastered the otter's light, tan fur to his skin.
	
		Shock let out a few low grunts and huffs before he stepped back and away, his shrinking cock pulling free of the otter's grip.
		
		Zack's senses were flooded, almost entirely literally, with the scent and taste of Shock's seed. It was hard to describe, but not unpleasant. Thick, too, so that he didn't dare open his eyes with it covering his face so liberally. Before he could even say anything, though, he felt a paw on the back of his head and a familiar cock pressing at his lips.

	Jalen held his phone in one paw, recording his friend's cum-soaked muzzle at it descended down over his hooded length. He groaned and began humping away, knowing that the otter could take the treatment. He was close, and he could tell by the way one of the otter's paws started pumping away at his own length that Zack was, too. "J-just... a bit more. Gonna-"

	Zack shoved his own muzzle down as far as he could, feeling the head of Jalen's cock press at the back of his throat. It pulsed and sprayed down his throat before he pulled off to let it shoot across his face, the whiter cum barely visible against the mess the horse had left. He felt his own cock jerk hard in his grip as his orgasm crashed over him. The first two shots hitting the barn wall almost six feet from where he was kneeling. He was so worked up that he felt rather dizzy after cumming so hard.
	
	The rat's legs quivered as he unloaded over his friend's face, and he almost dropped his phone. He got a good angle of the action, even capturing the otter's meaty cock shooting thick ropes between his legs and behind him. When his orgasm began to ebb, he slipped back inside the otter's muzzle and hilted himself. He loved doing this after he came; feeling Zack's throat swallow around him while he was still hard and a bit sensitive.

	The otter knelt there, cock lodged in his throat, bathed in cum, and his cock still twitching dully between his legs. He finally had to pull back and cough a few times before he fumbled around with his jacket. It had miraculously made it out unscathed. His shirt, on the other hand, was tugged up towards his face so he could scrape clean his eyes so he could see. "Holy shit... I came so hard I almost blacked out."

	Jalen laughed and pulled a hand towel from his hoodie pocket, handing it over to the otter. "Yeah, even though your eyes were closed, you could still tell that they were rolled all the way back. Got a pretty good vid of it all, actually."

	Zack licked his lips and gingerly got to his feet. His knees ached from kneeling on the concrete, and he had a feeling he might regret that tomorrow. "I need a shower."

	Jalen snorted. "Yeah, you do. Come on, let's get back to the house. Sorry in advance."
	
	"Sorry for what?" Zack asked. He didn't have long to wait to find out about what, as his cum-drenched fur felt like ice on his skin as they stepped out into the cold night air. It was not a pleasant walk back to the house.