Lou and Jason had been regular lovers for over five months now. They usually hooked up after Jason was done with class, when Lou wasn’t busy at a dance recital. They still sometimes got a little naughty in the dance classroom when everyone was gone, but Jason had insisted against it after a few times, not wanting to get his teacher in trouble. They usually went at the deer’s place and made love on his bed or on the couch, and Jason usually left after, although he had spent a couple of nights over already.

In the first times, Lou had mostly bottomed, something he wasn’t used to be in a relationship. Jason was hung, but mostly inexperienced, and as Remington had once told him, the well-endowed stag would probably be too much for anyone’s first time. Putting his usual dominance aside, Lou had spent their first night together sucking off the athletic raven, before carefully sitting down on his large black cock, the size giving the deer a nice anal workout as he rode him. This scenario repeated itself in their next few “dates”, with Jason getting more confident and proactive every time, fucking the deer from behind and getting more comfortable fondling Lou’s heavy, thick cock and plump orbs.

Then, after roughly a month and a very sensual, romantic shower together, the blackbird had asked Lou to be his first, surrendering his virgin tailhole to the buck. Lou was concerned at first, but Jason eased him, saying he had gotten himself a medium-sized toy in the meantime, and that every time he sat on it, he thought about the kind, handsome 27-years-old stag fucking him. The two had longly made out after this confession, and later on, after getting dried and prepared, Lou was watching Jason sit down on his first cock, the thick cervine shaft slowly pushing under the feathered tail as the raven moaned softly, his own large cock throbbing in the deer’s grasp. From there on out, they had regularly switched around.

The deer then had to leave for 3 weeks to go on a dance tour in Europe, after his contract with Jason’s college was finished with. The two exchanged a few emails, clearly feeling pretty needy for each other, especially Jason who hadn’t really gone out and explored the gay world, satisfied with Lou’s company.

The deer had just gotten back, and was ready to get back in bed with his few close friends with benefits. He had a first thought for Remington, but decided to set up a meeting with Jason first, since he felt a little responsible for him, being the one who had pretty much gotten him out of the closet.

The raven showed up at Lou’s door later that evening. The two hurried expediting the greetings before Lou’s shirt came off and tongues started battling, the deer and bird eagerly feeling up each other toned bodies, paws gripping crotches and asses, the jeans coming down as well, paws wrapping around excited members. “I missed you, sexy,” Lou muttered as he pulled Jason onto his bed, the two males keeping on kissing as the stag stroked the raven’s thick drooling mast against his own cervinehood. They quickly got into a 69 position with the deer on top, sucking down the black shaft, while the beaked male satisfied Lou with a handjob, his other wingpaw stroking that toned ass, sculpted through years and years of training and professional dance, his eyes fixated on the tight, snug pucker the mostly topping deer had. He cooed and groaned loudly as the deer’s hot, skilled mouth worked his 11-inches shaft, the agile cervine paw juggling his full orbs as Lou went down on him.

“Nnnh don’t make me cum, hon… I want to fuck you, if that’s allright,” Jason panted softly, as the stag pulled his muzzle from his shaft huffing softly, licking his sticky lips and nodding. “You got it, handsome.”

They shuffled out of their positions, the deer getting on all fours, bracing himself: he didn’t own a toy and very rarely played with himself, so all of the anal action he received he pretty much got free of preparation. He relaxed when he felt the raven’s feathered paws on his hips, and the blunt tip of the black shaft pressing against his rim, spreading his legs a little further when he felt his ex-student starting to push himself inside him, his ring of muscle protesting for a few seconds before stretching around the hung birdcock. His own shaft stayed hard, excited by the pawjob earlier, and kept hard by the contact to his prostate, and the excitement of being back in bed with the handsome avian.

After a few minutes, Jason, still wearing his tight-fitting tanktop, was leaning over the deer, putting his weight into his thrusts, pushing his thick shaft balls deep in the moaning deer, watching his beautiful, athletic body rock back and forth, back arched. Jason still felt deeply thankful to Lou, who had made it much easier for him to accept the fact he liked guys, as well as giving him some much-needed experience in the sack. The stag’s confidence was truly inspirational for the raven, he realized as he felt his hips continuously bucking against that firm ass, shoving his whole shaft in and out of the tight hole. After roughly 15 minutes of the rough pounding, the raven cawed loudly, sheathing his impressive cock in Lou and busting his load inside, copiously painting the deer’s insides with his pent-up seed, making sure to drain his contracting balls in his lover’s rump.

The raven slowly withdrew his softening, sticky shaft from the loosened, cum-messed ass, the stag grunting softly as he stretched his rump left and right, his back a little sore from the pounding. “Mmph… thanks, Jason,” he told his ex-student, reminding himself of how excited he felt when bottoms thanked him for fucking them. He slowly rolled his sweaty body onto his back, relaxing some, the black-feathered bird laying by his side, softly caressing his chest, his tanktop having found its way to the floor, leaving the two males naked together. They made out softly, Lou moaning softly as Jason started stroking his still-hard dick. He curled his arm around the feathered waist, clutching his friend close as the paw kept going faster and faster on his thick cervine cock, the raven now determined to give Lou his orgasm. The buck wasn’t disappointed Jason didn’t offer his ass; he had time to get to that next time. He grunted a warning lowly as his shaft swelled before cumming, several thick, white ropes of seed blasting across his chest, a sizeable mess, testament to the deer’s virility.

The two cuddled in the afterglow, Jason cooing softly. “Mmph, I need to go out more… you’re a great friend and lover, Lou, but I need to expose myself a little more… I feel like I’ve just come out of the closet to you and no one else… Even my parents don’t know yet.”

The stag smiled as they stroked tongues again softly, looking in the raven’s eyes. “I could probably introduce you to a friend or two…”