Malcolm texted “Will catch you guys tomorrow, don’t wait up” to Hope, and minutes later, the black bunny was texting back “was expecting it, have fun ;)”.

Earlier today, Malcolm had been introduced to Bae, a friend of Hope’s, who had joined him in his volleyball game. The yellow-furred bunny was as twinkish and cute as Hope was, and a terrific volleyball player. The two of them had bonded instantly, and had narrowly beaten the couple of jock-types occupying the other side of the field.

After celebrating their victory in each other’s arms on the court, the two jocks, a handsome Dalmatian and a just as handsome otter with nice tats had invited the twinks for a drink, to congratulate them on their winning. Bae and Malcolm had accepted without a second thought, the two athletic males smiling brightly, escorting the two boys towards the bar. After spending a while at the bar as a foursome, chain-drinking mojitos and margaritas, they progressively coupled up, Bae getting dangerously close to Kyle, the Dalmatian, while Remington the otter heavily flirted with Malcolm. The pony, already pretty tipsy, seemed bashful and shy, which just made him hotter.

“Rem’s parents have a beach house nearby… You boys wanna continue the drinking there?” The spotted dog asked with a grin that said everything about the kind of partying he was thinking about. Bae, already pretty heated for the dalmatian’s ripped body and risqué’d caresses, agreed immediately, Malcolm seconding the motion as he tried concealing the fact the otter’s paw was slipping down his swimtrunks. They needed to move before the alcohol made them drop anyway.

At the cabin, the foursome didn’t even bother looking for separate rooms, Bae blushing a little as he saw the otter and horse were getting naked right there in the living room, making out with complete disregard for the other couple. Kyle didn’t seemed too phased about it, hooking his thumbs in his swimshorts, slowly easing them down. “We’re not gonna let them show us off, right?” He grinned, exposing his long, heavy, rather impressive canine cock, wrapping a paw around it while the other held the bunny against him. His tone was lewd and his breath charged with alcohol, but Bae responded by kissing him again while taking hold of that large pink shaft, wiggling his hips out of his own speedos as the Dalmatian pulled them down.

Remington and Malcolm had flopped on the couch in 69 position, the blonde horse’s graceful nude body over the otter’s, the two hungrily sucking on each other rock hard erections. Rem, despite his athletic body and top position, seemed to love the horse’s very hung shaft very much, bobbing his whiskered muzzle up and down while the pony worked his mouth magic on him back. Kyle sat down on another sofa, holding his shaft up, leaning back comfortably, a confident smirk on his muzzle. “Wanna show me how you bounce, bun?” He asked, Bae’s stomach twisting a little in arousal as he straddled the dog’s lap, pressing his own hard cock against the sculpted abs. He lowered himself around Kyle’s cock without much trouble, his round lapine ass accommodating that large cock with an ease common to the males of his species.

The booze-fueled sex party went on until passed midnight. Kyle and Remington seemed to have infinite stamina, likely due to their obvious athleticism. Bae and Malcolm’s asses and mouths were used and abused, their tailholes eaten out and rammed, several loads messing up their furs and tongues. The two twinks made out for the jocks’ pleasure, and they even got their own show when Kyle, hot off fucking Bae and Malcolm in turns, also mounted Remington’s sexy lutrine ass, the otter looking like he enjoyed the rough ass-reaming as much as any submissive boytoy would.

Once they were done, everyone was pretty much sober again, and the bunny got a first good look at the beach house they had been having sex at for the last few hours. Remington’s parents must have been loaded. It was big, nicely decorated and perfectly clean. The bathroom was also top notch, he realized as him and his pony friend went to get cleaned up together, sharing the shower block, spending a great deal of time cuddling and giggling at what they had just done. Once out, they met with Remington, who told them to be quiet with a grin. Kyle’s energy had crashed on him after his cock had became soft for the first time in a while, and he had fallen asleep on the couch. The other three males were all pretty tired by now, and Rem offered them to share his bed while he slept in the friends’ room. The two boys longingly tonguekissed the otter before they went their separate ways.

Next morning, the bunny woke up, alone in the bed, though he heard Malcolm shuffling nearby. After nearly rolling off the edge, he looked on as the blonde horse, still nude, worked his long mane back, getting it in a ponytail. He smiled when the bunny moved behind him, hugging him fondly from behind, fully realizing that he just knew him since the day before, and that he had already gotten him involved in a foursome with two hot jocks. Maybe he needed to hang out with Hope’s friends more often.

“Morning, sleepyface” Malcolm mused, snapping the elastic around his hair, leaning back into the hug, turning his head, the two twinks making out softly like it was the most natural thing to do. “You might want to text Hope and the others, say we’re not dead” Bae joked, the pony nodding and quickly sending a message to his friends. Remington and Kyle were still asleep, so the twinks split up, waking up their partner of the previous night, warning them they needed to get going. The sleepy spotted dog smiled, caressing Bae’s thigh, making him promise they’d hang out again soon.

Less than 10 minutes later, Lou’s car was honking at them from the street. Malcolm and Bae kissed the jocks goodbye, walking off with an arm around each other’s hips.