Year of the Bull Chapter 9: Introducing New Friends

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Awesome art by: Wyebird

Alode absently tugged at his shirt, once again remarking to himself how uncomfortable it was. Something about the material didn't feel quite right, which was strange because this not only wasn't the first time he had worn this kind of a shirt, but it also wasn't the first time he had worn this kind of material. This enigma perplexed him beyond what words could describe and even further irritated him at his current situation.

“Stop fussing with it,” Oliver said as he caught the movement from the corner of his eye.

“Ugh, I still don't know why I have to wear it. It's not like we're meeting your boss. Or are even at a nice place,” the bull god retorted and grimaced.

“Maybe so, but we are meeting someone that you need to make a good first impression with,” the tiger explained.

Alode rolled his eyes and snorted defiantly. “And who are you to tell me what I need to do? Have you forgotten who I am and what I'm capable of?”

“Of course not, but I do know that you want this little get-together to go well enough so that you, me, and him can end up in the same bed together,” Oliver said back.

“Yeah, and so why do I need to impress him with a good first impression? He's your co-worker, surely he's seen the inside of you, there's no way he can be squeamish around new people,” Alode continued to grumble.

Oliver laughed. “Seen inside of me? He's been inside of me multiple times. And he's not squeamish, he's just very opinionated. Once he warms up to you feel free to strip down to nothing and offer yourself up. Reading the room is your forte, right?”

“Yeah,” Alode sighed and eased back into the couch cushions. The tiger was perched on a comfortable chair a couple meters away and had been periodically checking his phone for any new messages.

Just as the bull god was about to ask for an update, Oliver suddenly jumped up from his spot and rushed to the front door. Alode followed him with his eyes, even going so far to turn almost all the way around. Without even hearing a knock, the tiger opened the door to reveal the cute visage of a young sheep dressed in a flannel shirt and tight-fitting jeans.

“Sammy! So glad you got here just fine,” Oliver shouted and quickly embraced the other femboy.

“Of course, wouldn't miss it for the world,” the sheep bleated, his voice a soft husky tone.

Alode was on his feet and approaching the newcomer right away, doing his best to hide the astonishment that he hadn't heard him approach their apartment.

“Oh! Sammy this is my new roommate, Alode. Alode, this is Sam but everyone calls him Sammy,” Oliver said quickly as he let go of his co-worker and dashed to the side to give the two enough room to properly meet.

“Oliver has told me a lot about you, glad to finally make your acquaintance,” Alode said and offered his hand.

A slight blush formed on the sheep's white cheeks and he gingerly fit his much smaller hand into the other's. “Likewise. In fact, Oliver has told all of us a lot about you,” he replied with a subtle laugh under his breath.

“Is that so?” Alode chuckled. “I hope only flattering things.”

“Of course,” the sheep said and glanced over at the tiger. Oliver knowingly smirked back.

“Unfortunately, Oliver hasn't told me much about you, he'd been hoping to make our evening as much of a surprise as he could. But I look forward to talking with you,” Alode replied and let go of the sheep's hand so he could step out of the way to let their guest come inside.

“I'm sure we're gunna have lots to talk about,” the sheep said confidently and nodded his head as he meandered in. Now that the bull god was able to get a better look at him, he found this newcomer's figure to be quite attractive, and that his roommate had an eye for detail when it came to what appealed to him the most. But then again it couldn't have possibly been that difficult. The sheep was about the same height as Oliver with a figure that was damn near identical.

“What all do we have planned for the evening? It's been so long since we've hung out,” Sammy said to the other femboy.

“Alode said he'd order food, whatever we wanted. Other than that, I thought a chill evening here with some drinks would be good enough,” Oliver replied with a shrug.

The bull god quirked a brow at his roommate, this particular detail being new to him. He quickly hid his surprise when the sheep wheeled around with a big smile on his face.

“Oh! I've been craving some Indian food, I've got the number of this place that delivers, what do you say?” he asked excitedly like a child might with their parents at an amusement park.

“Of course,” Alode chuckled and set his hands on his hips. “If you've got a menu ready, we can make our order as soon as you want.”

“Yay!” Sammy cheered and excitedly clapped his hands.

“How about you two go do your thing and get to know each other and I'll get us something to drink,” Oliver said and turned to the table in the middle of the kitchen, of which had enough bottles of alcohol on it to look like a city skyline.

Sammy and Alode shared a look and nodded in unison before meandering over to the couch and setting down on opposite ends. The sheep withdrew his phone from his pocket and brought up the menu for the particular establishment that he was eager to get food form. As he did, he listed off various food items and gushed about how delicious they were.

The bull god simply nodded along and gave a few snippets of feedback when he was prompted, but for the most part he was silent and content to just listen to this cute newcomer go on. After enough time, Oliver joined them while balancing three drinks between his paws. He set each glass down on a coaster in front of their respective owner and then reclaimed his chair nearby.

Alode quickly snatched his glass and took a sip, happy to find that the tiger had mixed his preferred cocktail perfectly. Sammy and Oliver took a drink of their own and the sheep immediately recoiled at the taste.

“Jeez, did you just give me a glass of Vodka?” Sammy laughed and coughed into his fist.

“No, there's some seltzer in it,” Oliver defended himself.

“Are you sure?” the sheep grinned and took another brief sip. “Doesn't seem like it. If I didn't know any better, I'd think that you were trying to get me drunk for something.”

“Well, you need to loosen up a little more. It's the weekend, we can have some fun,” Oliver giggled.

“Loosen up? Like I didn't see how loose you got yesterday with Steve,” the sheep said with a smirk. The tiger's cheeks flushed slightly.

“Who's Steve?” Alode piped up and looked over at his roommate.

“He's the big stallion on set that joins in on scenes. And sometimes off scenes,” Sammy explained as he took another drink, this one being a bit deeper.

“Interesting, first time I've heard of him,” the bull god chuckled.

“Yeah, speaking of, how much has Oliver told you about what he does?” Sammy asked the larger male.

Alode shrugged his shoulders. “Enough. I mean I know what he does and how he pays the bills, but that's about it. We don't exactly go over his scripts or anything.”

The sheep burst with a laughing shout. “Well maybe he should, cause his acting is terrible.”

“Nu uh!” Oliver said, offended.

Sammy smirked and playfully stuck out his tongue. “Just saying, a little practice wouldn't hurt.”

“I think improv is better anyway,” Oliver said again and hid his face behind his glass as he took a quick drink.

“But you're not very good at that either,” Sammy continued to tease. Oliver shot his co-worker a playful glare and mimicked the tongue flick. “Speaking of work, what do you do, Alode?”

The bull god had finished off his glass in the time it took the two to conclude their banter. By the time the question came to him, he was setting it back on its coaster. “I have a few investments that give me a passive income. Other than that, screwing around with Oliver is a job in of itself.”

Sammy laughed again and nodded thoughtfully. “Yeah, I imagine having him as a boyfriend is a handful.”

“We aren't dating though,” Alode said and then shot his roommate a confused look. The tiger just shrugged in response.

“Oh, well with how often he talks about you I'd have thought you two were really close. Especially with all the intimate details he likes to divulge,” the sheep replied. “Or am I missing something?”

“No, we do enjoy each other's company a lot but there's not a title attached to it, other than friends with benefits,” Alode explained. “Though I'm curious as to how much Oliver tells.”

The sheep laughed. “Oh lots. Most of us think he's telling big fishing stories. Some of us didn't even think you existed. Glad to see we're wrong about that.”

The bull god glanced over at the tiger and smirked. His roommate was trying his best to mitigate a growing blush. “Well, I hope he hasn't been over selling my talents. But it's kind of one of those things I'd have to demonstrate I guess.”

“I think so too!” Sammy shouted and suddenly jumped closer to the bull god on the couch to the point that their hips were touching. “So glad you brought it up, but I've been dying to see what Oliver has been bragging about. You don't mind if we have a bit of fun before we get our food, do you?”

Alode quirked a surprised brow at the sheep as he listened, then a devious grin spread over his face. The more he was in this new guy's presence the more he began to really like him. Alode hadn't even begun to fill the room with his divine influence and here this cute femboy was practically begging to get into his pants.

“It is the best way to work up an appetite, I suppose,” the bull god conceded.

“I think so too!” Sammy shouted again, clearly more than eager to get things going. He placed his small hand against Alode's thigh and began stroking over the denim fabric that clung tight to his well-toned legs. The petting quickly turned into groping as the sheep's hand ventured farther in to feel the insides of the other's thighs while letting it get progressively closer to Alode's crotch.

Sammy was allowed to do as he wanted for the time being. As he was occupied with getting to know the more intimate facets of Alode's body, the bull god glanced over at his roommate to see how he was feeling in that moment.

So far, the tiger had taken a similar interest in the sight that was unfolding in their living room. He had since uncrossed his legs and had set a paw against the front of his pants where a bulge had just begun to form. The two shared in a brief moment of knowing eye contact before the sound of Alode's zipper being undone made them both look down to his lap.

The sheep was currently stuffing his hand beneath the hem and under the underwear to feel over the soft length within. To his surprise, it was incredibly warm and almost soothing to the touch and he could tell right away that this was no ordinary dick. Perhaps Oliver really wasn't lying when he talked about the otherworldly sex he and Alode would have.

Not deterred or told to stop, Sammy gripped the side of the bull god's jeans with his free hand and yanked on them. A bit of hip shifting and they were worked down to his knees, underwear and all, to leave him in almost nothing but his shirt.

For the most part, Alode was content to let the sheep have control of the situation. It was interesting to see someone as small and adorable as Sammy acting dominant, but that was probably because he was used to his roommate's submissiveness. In fact, the more the bull god thought about the current situation, the more he wondered if it was a result of the sheep demanding to come over to meet him instead of it being Oliver's invitation.

It was something he'd have to ask the tiger later, for now he returned his thoughts to the present just as Sammy lifted the thick cock from its resting state over his balls. One hand gripped the base while the other held it at the median ring, giving it the appearance like it was erect. It wouldn't be long until that really was the case, as the size of it was noticeably thickening and growing firm.

The sheep was in awe of the length in front of him. It wasn't like he had handled stallion dicks that were that size or larger, but this one maintained that intense warmth that made him strangely want to fawn over it. Like it was an intoxicating drug that he wanted to have another hit from and he was strangely having to hold himself back from just shoving the whole thing down his throat. As he admired the girth that eventually filled with enough blood to stand on its own and throb to the beat of Alode's heart, he wondered what the tiger had put in their drinks to make him so needy.

Little did Sammy realize that it was all a part of the bull god's nature. Every passing second that the two were in contact the more his mind was invaded by attracting, divine energy.

Oliver knew of this affect well and knew when to recognize it since coming to know who Alode really was. He saw the look in the sheep's eye when such an affect took place and it made him suddenly hungry to have a taste of the same.

The tiger casually got up from his chair and began pulling away articles of clothing. First came his shirt that was tossed to the side and then his bottoms that were shoved down to his ankles and stepped out of. Now in nothing but his stripes, he meandered over to the bull god's other side and sat down on the couch arm.

“Hope you're not here to interrupt my fun,” Sammy teased playfully and leaned in to stroke his small tongue against the bull god's flat cock tip.

“Wouldn't dream of it. Just here to give you some pointers,” Oliver replied smugly and clasped his paws around the parts of Alode's cock where the sheep's were absent.

“Oh really?” Sammy snickered.

“Yup. For example, he really loves it when you do this.” The tiger leaned in and wrapped his lips around the member's thick crown before tracing the ridge around and around with his tongue. The action had a jolt of intense pleasure hitting the bull god and he let out a satisfied groan while pushing his hips up to meet the advancing maw.

Sammy sat back and watched with a smirk. Not wanting to be left out, he picked a spot on the bull god's shaft and pressed his lips and tongue to the rock-hard surface. He dragged his slippery organ up and down, smearing the ebony flesh with saliva wherever he could.

The contact of two attentive mouths on his length had more than just double the pleasure coming to Alode. Each warm breath that danced against his sensitive flesh had shivers racing through his pelvis and every gentle slurp or lick was like music to his ears. Even the combined efforts of their hands and paws had renewed vigor coursing through the bulging veins of his length.

As Oliver proceeded to take more and more of his roommate's cock into his mouth, the sheep drifted lower to the point that he had slipped off the couch and moved to be between Alode's knees. He craned his head low and eventually had his mouth firm to the hefty balls that were heavy in his palms. He weighed one in each hand while he buried his face and mouth against the thin crease that separated them. He took deep breaths of the masculine musk that lingered there and didn't seem to notice the gentle spark that fluttered against his lips each time they made contact.

The bull god's moans steadily grew louder and longer as the pleasure that played through his cock grew to greater heights. He was surprised to realize that he hadn't been in a threesome just yet in the nine months he had been on Earth this time around and was glad that this great misdeed was being corrected.

The two femboys were adamant about their current roles. Oliver had pressed himself passed Alode's median ring, his throat working over the portion of dick that resided there in a milking fashion. Sammy was kissing, licking, and trying his best to fit one of the bull god's balls into his mouth but they were much too large and awkwardly shaped. All the while he did, he never relented on gently massaging the sensitive flesh with his fingers.

“I think it's time we moved ourselves to a more comfortable setting,” Alode suddenly declared, causing both of his lovers to pause in their actions to look up at him.

“Good idea,” Sammy agreed and reluctantly relinquished his hold on the hefty sack. Oliver similarly nodded as he pulled back and let the fat dick pop free of his mouth with a loud smack.

Once unbound, Alode stood up from the couch and maneuvered around Sammy to take the lead. He reached out and took both of the femboys' arms in his grasp and gently guided them to be at his sides while they made their way to his room. Neither seemed to mind, the sheep showing a great deal of giddiness for what was to come while Oliver grinned silently to himself.

Sammy broke away from the bull god's grasp as soon as they passed through the door and immediately leaped onto the bed. He crawled far enough on his hands and knees to be at the center before he swung his backside around to point it right at Alode. “I'm first,” he declared and dropped his chest to the covers.

Alode smirked at the sight and glanced to his roommate to see if it was okay. Being the most submissive one of the three, Oliver wasn't at all perturbed by this and simply nodded for the bull god to advance.

“If you go first then that means I get his cum,” the tiger replied as Alode stepped up to place himself right behind the sheep while he pulled his shirt from over his head and tossed it amid the other clothes scattered on the floor. Sammy's butt hung near enough to the edge that the bull god didn't need to climb up to be with him. He simply took his cock in one hand and placed the other on the sheep's hip to bring him just a bit closer.

“You get his cum? How do you know I won't milk him dry?” Sammy retorted as he turned to watch his co-worker meander around to the opposite side of his roommate.

“Because I know Alode, and I know he'll make you cum before he does,” Oliver said back and climbed onto the bed so he was almost chest to chest with the sheep.

“We'll see about that,” Sammy retorted smugly. The tiger smirked and shifted his gaze from the other femboy's to his looming roommate's. Alode caught the look and shared a quick wink.

The bull god stroked his cock a few more times to make sure the copious amounts of the tiger's saliva was thoroughly smeared across its surface and to charge the throbbing organ with a bit more divinity than he normally relied on. When he was ready, he suddenly pressed the broad end against the sheep's tailhole and pushed in while pulling him back.

The contact sent a surge of ecstatic energy through Sammy's body and he gasped in surprise. The fur along his body stood on end and minute arcs of static jumped around the woollier tufts on his neck, wrists, and ankles. Oliver took the opportunity to lean in and press his mouth firmly to the other femboy's so he could also get a taste of divinity and found that it was indeed much stronger than he was used to when things like this would start out.

The sheep's practiced tailhole easily spread open for the invading length. No discomfort was had, only pure uninterrupted pleasure as the throbbing shaft sank inside and didn't stop until their hips were firm together. Sammy's normally flat belly distended enough for the cock's length to be unmistakable.

A long moan muffled by the tiger's mouth drew out as the sheep felt himself get filled to his absolute limit. Certainly, equine cocks were able to take him to the point of nearly passing out, but something about this particular size had his mind almost going white with bliss. Just as he was craving more, the bull god began to slowly rock his hips.

Sammy's insides firmly gripped the slick member, almost refusing to let go as he almost got to the point of pulling free before pushing every last centimeter back in. He continued on like this at first, going base to tip to make sure the sheep was used to his insides being stretched. He also did it to make sure he had a good grind applied to Sammy's prostate with just enough divine energy to cause the femboy's cock to throb and beg for attention.

Alode gradually picked up the pace and with it came the sheep's moans. Every breath contained a high-pitched cry or whimper that Oliver tried desperately to keep in check with fevered kissing that involved him shoving their tongues together.

The tiger was able to pick up on the residual divinity that wicked through the sheep's body and found it to be an irresistible flavor. He almost didn't want to relent on their passionate exchange but he knew that he needed to help his roommate out if he really did want to be the one that got to have the bull god's cum.

Oliver reached down and found the sheep's cock was throbbing and swinging from the powerful thrusts that had developed from the other side. He managed to grasp hold of it and found that it was soaked in the femboy's precum. This wasn't anything new for the tiger as everyone on set was aware of how leaky the sheep was. It afforded him the excuse he had been looking for to break the kiss and immediately dive down to wrap his lips around that cute dribbling cock.

In terms of size, Sammy wasn't much larger than Oliver. His dick was easily taken, not even long enough to get to the back of the tiger's throat. An extra spurt of precum spilled against the lathering tongue as it sought to quickly clean the surface and swallow back every salty drop. A strong suction was drawn and all Oliver really had to do was lie there on his belly and let his roommate do all the work.

Each powerful thrust from Alode sent the sheep forward into the tiger's mouth. The vigorous back and forth motion had intense pleasure roiling through Sammy's lower belly and he could barely contain himself. Long begging moans escaped him with every breath as he tried desperately to handle all that he was being subjected to.

The strike of the bull god's hips against the femboy's was loud and rapid. The shock from every movement sent a slight jiggle through the sheep's body that was nearly lost amid the other blissful trembles that caressed his form. The buildup of divine energy through him was quick to tickle every nerve that he had, and with it came a quick climax that he didn't expect.

The sharp increase in ecstasy caught Sammy off guard to the point that he stopped moaning and strained his whole body against the bull god's. His jaw hung slack and his eyes rolled up in their sockets. His small cock flexed and began painting Oliver's mouth with salty, gooey cum.

The tiger had been enjoying himself quite a bit up to this point. The more he rolled his tongue around his co-worker's cock the more of a tingling he got from it, like he was holding a battery against its surface. With that sort of sensation playing across his taste buds, it was no surprise when his senses were suddenly bombarded with a much more viscous, flavorful emission.

Alode didn't stop thrusting, making sure to keep his throbbing cock grinding hard against the sheep's prostate for as long a she cared to really make sure that the femboy's mind was cooked. When Sammy finally took in a deep shuddering breath, the bull god stopped his rutting and held himself firm to the other's back.

Moans resumed again from the sheep even though he was no longer being fucked. They came freely with wanting pants and whimpers that told how badly he desired to continue. Unfortunately for him, his turn was up, as Alode made sure to cement in the moment by gradually withdrawing his throbbing cock from the loosen hole.

Oliver made sure to thoroughly clean the other femboy's cock of any lingering fluid before he withdrew and moved off to the side. Barely a second later and the bull god released his arms from around their guest's body.

Sammy flopped onto his belly with a tired huff and continued shivering as he recovered. He didn't say much, just moaned and tried to catch his breath.

The tiger couldn't help but grin at the sight as he had never really seen what that kind of aftermath looked like from the outside before. For a moment he was rather jealous as his eyes crossed over his co-worker's prone figure and his tailhole that refused to completely close while Alode's precum lingered around the rim.

The jealousy completely evaporated when his eyes found the still hard and throbbing cock that stuck out from the bull god's lap. It was now his turn on it and he was giddy with anticipation. Without much room to spare on the bed, he was only allowed to turn his butt around towards his roommate and roll over onto his back.

From where he was, Alode was forced to climb onto the bed to get a taste of what his roommate now offered. Oliver's legs were already splayed wide so getting into position was easy.

The bull god grasped the tiger's feet and pushed them up so that his knees were forced against his chest and his lower body curled in on itself. Alode loomed overhead as he drew his legs beneath the tiger's backside and set his dick between the femboy's buttcheeks.

He gently ground the rock-hard flesh against the sensitive pucker and balls that greeted him, practically tasting how eager the tiger was to have him inside. Not wanting to deprive himself or his roommate the pleasure, he quickly drew back, set his tip to the begging, pink ring, and pushed in.

A blissful cry escaped Oliver's mouth as the entire length sank inside in one clean movement. The bull god's heavy balls placed against his ass and immediately began battering with the resumed, vigorous thrusts that he had been giving Sammy. The tiger's paws grasped fistfuls of the covers as he was assaulted with a powerful rush of pleasure that he was immediately struggling to handle.

The renewed vibrations through the bed and the outburst startled Sammy from his stupor and he groggily lifted his head to look over at what was going on. The sight of Oliver's belly distending with each powerful thrust from the bull god had the sheep's mind coming back into focus. A knowing grin split his face and he leaned against his elbow to have a closer look.

“Oh god, was that happening to me?” Sammy asked no one in particular as he reached out to rest his hand against the tiger's belly. He could feel the powerful shaft from the other side and bit his lip as fond memories came rushing back. They were so vivid and intense that he felt an immediate rush of arousal come over him. Despite having just cum the hardest he ever had in his life, his small cock had yet to soften and it was once more begging for attention.

Sammy's gaze shifted up to the tiger's face and saw that his head was draped close to the edge of the mattress. Inspiration struck and the sheep shifted to slip off the trembling bed so he could shakily make his way over to the other side.

At the time, Oliver barely registered anything else that was going on, so he was quite startled when Sammy suddenly appeared over top of him and grasped the sides of his head. He looked up with half lidded eyes, seeking an explanation of what was happening before the sheep's cock suddenly flopped over his face.

He didn't really need to be told what to do, it was almost second nature for someone as submissive as Oliver to open his mouth and wait to be entered from that end as well. Without a word being exchanged between them, Sammy stuffed his meager length between the other femboy's lips and began rolling his hips to fuck that wiggling tongue and suckling cheeks.

Oliver was subjected to the same treatment that the sheep had been in a few minutes ago. Every thrust from the bull god had his mouth pushing onto the cock just as Sammy would push in. And much like the tiger, Alode's intense divinity was felt all the way through to the other end. Little jolts of electricity tickled the sheep's member and renewed bliss overwhelmed his mind.

The bull god groaned and huffed lowly as he kept his thoughts and body well controlled. The gripping warmth of his roommate was always a welcomed sensation as he pounded away. He still maintained the powerful current of energy between the three of them, drinking in the pleasure of the femboys and giving it back two-fold. He had to be careful to not get carried away as he could do some real harm in these crucial moments.

It was rare for him to imbibe so much power in this kind of a situation, but it was all worth it. The muffled moans of the tiger mixing with the high-pitched shouts of Sammy was a gift that he greatly sought after. It made him grin lovingly at the two as he picked up the pace and strength of his rutting.

Each powerful buck had his length grinding hard against the tiger's prostate. Oliver's hard cock flopped around erratically and flicked droplet of precum across his own belly and chest. The intense pleasure had every muscle through the femboy's body tensing around the powerful shaft that seemed to be swelling larger as time went on. The flared end was easy to feel stretching his depths as it would go as deep as it possibly could with every pass.

Alode's influence over the femboys held on for a few minutes as he enjoyed the ecstasy of the moment. Both teetered on the brink of climax and so did he, but this rare opportunity was one to be savored for as long as he could. But even though he was a god with unlimited endurance and strength, these two mortals weren't, and no amount of power he lent them would allow them to go on without end.

As the pleasure hit its peak for the bull god, he released the barriers that held his lovers' orgasms at bay. He uttered a powerful grunt and arched his back as he buried everything he had into Oliver's belly before unleashing the full volume of his balls. His thick jizz flowed deep inside the tiger like a hose, relentless gushes of cream painting his insides.

In that same instance, Oliver's cock gave one final flex before sending a long spurt of his cum across his belly. Each warm pulse of his bull god's cock against his prostate had another glob spattering over him. He tried desperately to moan his love for the sensations but they just came out as muffled whimpers around the sheep's cock, of which was currently spilling a renewed load of cum into his mouth at that moment.

Sammy screamed desperately and pressed his weight hard against the other femboy's mouth, forcing his nose to bury against that cute sack from below. The stifled cries of bliss made his shaft vibrate and encouraged more droplets to spill against the churning tongue.

The ecstasy lingered for the trio several seconds after the peak of their shared climax passed. Sammy was the first to disengage, but only because his knees buckled slightly and he stumbled back. The sudden withdrawal had the load of collected cum in Oliver's mouth following, causing the gooey white to spatter his nose and face as it dripped out.

The tiger gave a soft cough and leaned up now that he had the mobility to do so. Alode and his roommate locked eyes for a moment and the bull god couldn't help but chuckle at the messy sight.

“You're gunna need a shower,” Alode noted just as Oliver reached a paw up to try and clear some of the mess that threatened to drip into his eyes.

“You think?” the tiger retorted and looked down at his belly and chest which were marked in his own essence. If left to dry he'd be smelling of his and Sammy's cum for days.

“Holy shit, that was intense,” the sheep said through labored breaths as he doubled over with his hands set on his knees. “When can we do that again?”

Alode grinned at their guest as he gradually shifted back to pull his own cock out. As soon as it was free a flood of jizz began soaking his bed covers, though he didn't care. “How about after we get something to eat?” he offered as he let go of Oliver's feet and let the femboy's body relax.

“Oh shit, you're right,” Sammy said and straightened himself. He ran a hand against his belly as if he realized just how hungry he was, even more so now. “That Indian food sounds so good right now.”

Oliver groaned as he untangled his legs from around the bull god's hips and rolled onto his side. Without Alode's influence over him, he felt a wave of soreness come rushing over him and all the muscles that had been tensed for the past ten minutes now ached. He carefully maneuvered over to the edge and draped his legs over it.

“Food after sex is always the best, especially after doing it with this guy,” Oliver said and glanced back at his roommate. Alode beamed proudly at him.

“Then I guess that means I'm gunna be having dinner here too. And maybe even breakfast,” Sammy said thoughtfully as he ran a finger against his chin.

The tiger rolled his eyes as he stood up and then meandered over to his co-worker to grab his hand. “Let's start with lunch first before you wear out your welcome,” he said half playfully. He then turned the sheep to the door and began to nudge him towards the bathroom, all the while nipping at his shoulder and swatting at his butt to get him to move faster. Sammy did, though with protesting shouts and giggles.

The bull god watched them leave his room with a warm smile on his face before he too disembarked his bed. He followed them out, although at a much less hurried pace, and reflected back on how much he was going to miss these moments when he had to leave.

With nine months already down, he was glad to say that he hadn't wasted a second of his time so far.

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