EXPLICIT - Fresh From The Tap

“Nineteen and… twenty!” A certain deer with a bandaged antler, pale yellow fluff, and a pair of sharp purple eyes sits up on a small padded floor, his body covered in a t-shirt and a pair of blue workout shorts. After a small sigh, he stands himself up and reaches for a small bottle of water off to the side of where he was sitting. After unscrewing the cap and taking it off, he brings that bottle to his mouth and takes a large swig of that cold, crisp life-giving elixir. After a moment, he pulls that bottle away and lets out a small “aah…”
	After a moment, he looks down, grabs the small cap to that bottle, and screws it back on before grabbing his things.
“That’s warm-up done… now to get to business.” And like that, the deer smiles before quietly making his way off towards the door to that small room. “Now, all I have to do is finish up the day with my run. Hehe… No one to bother me, not even, uh… Blue.” He blinks for a moment or two before a blush darkens his cheeks. “Ugh… not him. At least, uh… not right now.” He chuckles to himself before quickly making his way through those doors, and outside. He’d been here for about an hour or two, and he’s worked on everything he needed to today, save for one.
“Hell of a leg day…” And like that, he quickly bends his leg behind him as best as he can before reaching behind and grabbing his ankle. After a moment or two of pulling it against him (and trying to keep his balance), he lets out a sigh before letting his foot go towards the ground once more. After that, he quickly bends his other leg, and pulls it against him as best as he can like he did his other appendage. With that done, he smiles, puts his water bottle into his pocket, and starts to make his way towards the opposite side of the small lot that separated the runners from the rest of the gym complex.
Soon enough, the feeling of semi-springy ground underneath his feet greets him just as he gets to the runner’s track.
“Okay, so… let’s see… five laps around here should be good, and if I can keep going, I’ll keep going.” He mumbles a bit to himself at that point, lets out a small sigh, and starts to make his way alongside the painted white lines of that track. With every step he takes, he makes sure to do as best as he can. Heel to toe, heel to toe…
“Alright, good… good rhythm going. Just gotta keep this up for a while… Yeah… This shouldn’t be too bad.” He smiles for a moment or two before continuing on as best he can. Soon enough, he starts to turn the corner on the far edge of the track. For a moment, though, his brows furrow… He could just be sitting at home with a nice big bowl of popcorn, watching everything on Webflix, and just relaxing the day away. But, that would mean spending the day with Blue.
For a moment or two, a blush darkens his face again at the thought of that canine. Especially at the thought of what had happened about two weeks before. He, his friend Syps, and Blue were supposed to have a nice boys night together - watch some movies, hang out, that sort of thing. Though, right as they were going to get things started, Blue ended up getting frisky and decided to have both himself and Syps ‘have some fun’ as he put it.
He shakes his head for a moment, the feeling of his shorts tightening more than he wants them to bringing his attention back to reality. Oh well, at least he’s the only one running on this side of the track, isn’t he?
“Hey! Pine, wait up, would you?” The deer’s eyes blink for a moment at the sound of a voice coming up from behind him. He quickly turns his head towards the left to see a blur of blonde fur coming his way. Wait… that couldn’t be…
“Hah… Rozz? No way! What are you doing here?” He smiles for a moment at the sight of that blonde blur matching his pace at the very last second. The sight of a blond-furred otter with a lithe build, glasses, and what looks to be a shock of purple hair on the top of his head. As soon as he makes his way next to the deer, he quickly reaches over and pats him twice on his back.
“Getting my running in! You know how I am! Gotta get my stuff in before anything else, yeah?” He smiles for a moment or two before spinning around, and jogging his way backwards. “Good to see you, dude! Whatcha up to?” Another smile leads the deer into his own turn to speak.
“Oh, uh… n-nothing, nothing, really. Just, uh… getting my workout in. Needed to get back to the gym again, uh… you know?” The deer quickly uses a finger to wipe a bead of sweat that was trailing its way down the side of his face before speaking again. “But, uh… what are you doing back in town? I thought you had that family emergency and all!”
“Yeah, but we got it all sorted out! Got ‘em put in a nice home, got things all set up, even got a fancy chair for ‘em, too!” The deer blinks for a moment, but makes sure to slow his gait down as best he can so that he doesn’t end up tripping over the otter.
“W- that’s great! Uh… glad to know that everything’s set up, dude. Uh… you need anything?” The deer simply continues on for the time being, making sure to divide his attention between the turns and the otter in front of him. “‘Cause if uh… you know… you do, I’m kinda free after this.”
“Nah, nah, you’re fine! Just thought I’d see how good ol’ Pineapple’s doing! Haven’t seen you in gods know how long, you know? I mean, what am I to do without seeing someone that can run for as long as I can? I bet you know what’s…” The otter’s words start to trail off as the deer starts so let his mind wander once again, the otter’s words now falling onto deaf ears. The deer was content to let the otter talk his head off for the time being, anyway - he knows how he gets sometimes, after all.
For now, though, he lets his mind wander once again to anything that could even begin to happen. All the while, he continues to keep his pace as best he can with the otter, occasionally making sure to turn a corner a bit faster, just to make sure that he was on task. For now, his thoughts simply continue on their errant way.
“Oh, by the way, how’s Blue and Syps?”
“Huh? What was that?” The deer blinks for a moment at the sound of the otter’s voice once again.
“Blue and Syps! They still being all weird and stuff like they usually are or have they finally clammed- er, calmed down for once?” The otter tilts his head in front of the deer’s face for a moment to try and get his attention. It seems to have worked, as the deer quickly tilts his head back at the sight of the otter.
“Oh, uh… yeah, yeah, um… they’re doing alright, I think. Um… Blue’s being Blue, Syps is being good, as far as I know, you know?” The deer reaches up, wipes away a bit more sweat before a blush comes onto his cheeks. Thankfully, though, the blush brought up by his workout was doing a good job of concealing the one he’s just put on.
“Oh, good! I’ll have to come over after all of this, you know? It’ll be good to catch up with them, too! Besides, I brought home some preseeeents!!” The otter flashes a semi-fanged grin before speaking again. “I brought everyone some hot sauce from home! I think you’ll like it, especially with how you like your eggs. You still eating eggs like they’re soup or am I thinking of someone else? Also, what sort of toast do you…”
And like that, the deer drifts off from the otter’s voice again. He could certainly talk, couldn’t he? Besides, now he’s got something else one his mind - Blue and Syps. Of course they would be on his mind right after the otter just brings them up out of nowhere. For a moment, the memory of that night with the canine and mutt… He lets out a shiver before that blush creeps back onto his cheeks once more.
“Uh… Pine? Hey, Pine, you listening?”
“Huh- what? Uh… yeah, yeah, what did I miss?” The deer blinks for a moment or two before turning back to the otter, that blush of his still on his cheeks. The otter, though, quickly gives the deer a quick once-over before a blush of his own burns its way onto his cheeks.
“Well, uh… I’m either a better speaker than I thought, or you’ve got your mind in the gutter.” And like that, the otter slows down to a near stop before jabbing a finger towards the ground. The deer tilts his head a bit in confusion before slowing down to a walk, the heat from his legs searing their way into his existence. As well, the feeling of something… twitching and tight brings itself up. The deer looks down towards the ground, and is greeted by the sight of a large bulge pressing its way out from his shorts.
“F-Fuh-! U-Uh…!?” He quickly uses his hands to cover himself as best he can, but with each step in his gait, his rigid member bobs down-and-up, a bit of clear fluid collecting on the tip through that blue fabric. The otter, on the other hand, quickly brings a hand up to his face, and lets out a rather cute-sounding chuckle.
“Hehe, you gonna be alright, Pine?”
“U-Uh…! Um…!” As the deer opens his mouth to say something, the otter quickly brings up a finger, and presses it up to the deer’s lips, effectively quieting him down for the time being.
“Tell you what, how’s about I be a good friend and uh… ‘help you out’, huh? Besides, I think with a monster like that, you’re gonna need some help.” And like that, the otter steps in front of the deer, and comes to a stop. The deer’s eyes widen for a moment before the otter leans in, and plants a small peck of a kiss onto the deer’s nose. Once that happens, the deer’s eyes go wide, and the red blush on his cheeks blazes up once more, nearly overcoming most of his face.
“U-U-Uh…”
“Hehe… c’mon, now. Let’s go take care of that, yeah? How you feel about hitting the showers?” And like that, the otter quickly reaches over, grabs the deer’s hand, and starts to take him back towards the large building on the far side of the track. The entire way, the deer’s member simply bounces around with each step he takes, the tip of it rubbing against the mesh fabric in time with his gait. The entire time, the deer has this look on his face like he was slapped, complemented, and questioned whether the next thing he says is “no” or not - that is, confusion incarnate.
Once the otter and deer make their way to the front door, they quickly make their way inside and skirt around the service desk towards the restroom and shower area off to the right. Without a word, the two of them make their way in, and skirt around the divider where the otter quickly sits the deer down onto one of the wooden benches in the middle of the room. From there, the otter steps back, smirks, and leans over towards the deer.
“Oh, Pine Pine, don’t you worry. You just let Rozzie help you out just this once, ‘mkay? I think you’re gonna like what I have in store for you.” He gives the deer a small wink before dropping to his knees, and tries his best to tug the deer’s shorts down around his towering member. The deer just sits there with a bright red blush on his face, and sweat dripping down the side of his neck.
“U-Uh… Rozz…? Um…”
“Shhh… let me help you out, Pine. After all, what are friends for? Hehe…” And like that, the otter quietly tugs the deer’s shorts down to his knees. “Hah… I didn’t think you were the type to go commando, Pine. Not like I’m complaining, but still, just a little bit surprised.” The otter smiles before quietly using his left hand to grab the deer’s member by the tip. “Oooh… so soft, too. You don’t do much with this on a daily basis, do you? Must be why you’re so horny sometimes.” The deer simply uses his hands to cover his face.
“R-R-Rozz, come on!”
“Hehe, only teasing, Piney~... Sorry if I made you upset, you’re just a bit more surprising than I thought you’d be, you know?” The deer simply puffs out his cheeks at the sound of that.
“‘S no fair.”
“Oh, honey, life’s not fair. Now, be a good boy, and let your dear friend help you, ‘mkay?” The deer simply lets out a sigh before crossing his arms in front of his chest. “Good boy.” At which point, the otter leans up, and plants another smooch right on the end of the otter’s nose before dropping to his knees once again. Once he’s there, the otter quickly grabs a hold of the deer’s member before quietly leaning in, and slipping his tongue right over the tip like the entire thing could be a lollipop or something else long, sweet, and tantalizingly delicious.
“Hnn…” At the sound of the deer’s moaning, the otter quickly looks up with a small smile. He chuckles for a moment before quickly opening his mouth and engulfing the entirety of the deer’s head, causing him to jump a bit before letting out a shiver. “H-H-Holy… Rozz… I-I didn’t know you were wanting something like this…” The otter quickly smiles, pulls off of the deer’s member, and licks his lips before speaking.
“Well, can you blame me? It’s not everyday that you get to have some fun with a friend like you, you know?” And like that, the otter makes his way down onto the deer’s member once again, quickly making the tip disappear with barely a sound. The deer simply leans his head back, and lets out a sigh, the blush on his cheeks growing more and more red by the second. Every so often, the otter simply smiles around that tip, and starts to push himself lower and lower down that shaft, each beat of the deer’s heart making that lewd rod twitch and pulse with need.
In no time, though, the otter pulls off of the deer, and licks his lips once more. The deer opens his eyes, tilts his head back up, and blinks.
“Wh...Why’d you stop?”
“Well, just checkin’ on ya’! Hope you don’t mind me taking a bit of a break. Jaw hurts a little.” The otter chuckles for a moment, and quietly uses one hand to rub his chin and jaw. Thankfully, the other hand was keeping the deer’s member busy with some newly-slicked pumping. Up and down, up and down, each pass in time with the deer’s heartbeat. “By the way, hope you don’t mind me doin’ things like this. Don’t like seein’ you pent up and all, you know?” He chuckles once again, and simply plants a small kiss onto the deer’s tip, rubbing the entirety of his length at the same time.
“Hnn… gosh… fffff…” The deer in question simply continues to sit there, peen throbbing like it’s going out of style. The otter simply smiles, brushes a bit of his purple hair out of the way, and leans his head in to suckle on the deer’s tip once again, each pass causing him to shiver and shake from the sheer pleasure. “Hnn… Rozz.. g...g-g-gonna-”
The otter suddenly smirks and pushes himself down onto that thick member one last time before the deer suddenly throws his head back, lets out a moan, and shudders as pulse after loin-shuddering pulse of pearly-white cum rockets out of his member, and down the otter’s throat.

Glurk… Glurk… Glurk… Glurk… Glurk…

The deer was essentially cross-eyed at this point, and judging from the tongue lolling out of his mouth, he was having as much fun as the otter was. In no time, though, the otter pulls the deer’s member out of his throat, and lets out a sigh before patting his gut with a smile on his face.
“Phew… That’s some good eating. Thanks, Pine! Hope you’re feeling better after that and all. Besides, I could have done something like this a while ago if you had…” The otter’s words trail off as the deer’s senses start to come back to him, if only a little.
“Hnn… Hnn… Hnn…” For the time being, though, the only thing that the deer could think of was something that could keep that sweet, sweet orgasm going… Of course, one of the only things that could be brought to his mind in that moment was that night with the canine and the mutt. Just the thought of that entire situation makes his member twitch and splatter enough cum out into the air to surprise the both of them!
“Hehe… well, at least you’re getting it all out of your system. C’mon, lemme help you up and get into the showers. Cum and sweat don’t really mix together, from what I know.” The otter smiles, stands up (with a pair of matching snaps in his knees), and quietly holds out a hand towards the deer. After a moment of basking in the afterglow, the deer shakily grabs a hold of the otter’s hand, and quietly hauls himself up before promptly sitting back down onto the wooden bench. The otter simply chuckles a bit at the sound of that.
“Huh, well, what do you know - jelly legs do happen if you cum yourself out of it! Hehe!” And like that, the otter hauls the deer up once again before wrapping the deer’s arm across his shoulder. With that done, he quietly takes him across the room, through an open doorway into the showers proper.
“Heh… hah… hah… Felt… really good, Rozz...”
“Yeah, dude! You came like a fire hydrant! Now, let's get you all cleaned up and stuff so we can get you all rested. Besides, I think after this little, uh… ‘stress test’, I guess you could call it, your workout could be good, right?” And like that, the otter quietly places the deer onto the tile flooring as gently as he could. “Besides, I hope you don’t mind me getting some scrubbing in, too, yeah? Hehehe…”
“Hnn… huh…? Uh… yeah, sure, uh… wow.” The deer quietly rubs his head for a moment or two, the pleasure high slowly receding back into his skull for the time being. The otter, however, was quietly shimmying himself out of his now-cum stained shirt, and work out shorts. He quickly takes them both off, and tosses them off to the far side of the room, towards the door, with his back towards the deer.
“Hey, uh… you don’t mind, do you, Pine? Like, me coming over here and just… washing with you and stuff? Like… c’mon!” The otter turns around at that point, a smile on his face. The deer, however, was quickly preoccupied with something else about the otter other than his smile - rather, the incredibly large orbs hanging between his legs.
“H...Huh… holy…” The deer sits up for a moment or two at the sight of those two orbs, each one as blonde as the sun and as round as a soccer ball. The deer’s eyes look up for a moment to the deer’s face, and the growing blush that was burning its way onto his cheeks.
“C...Can I, Pine?”
“Uh… sure, sure, uh… yeah, please.” And like that, the deer pushes himself up onto his feet as best he can while bracing himself against the wall. “H...hey, Rozz? I, uh… I got a proposition for you, I think.” The otter tilts his head for a moment or two at the sound of that, but keeps quiet. “Um… you got to be the good friend once, and, um… h-h-how’s about I return the favor?” And like that, the deer turns himself around, presses both of his hands against the tile wall, and lifts his tail up from its resting position against his rear.
“I… uh, yeah, let’s go for it, dude! Hehe!” And like that, the otter quickly closes the distance, his own member quickly coming to attention. While it may not be the “longest” one in the room, the otter’s own orbs seem to overshadow that little fact. The deer smiles for a moment, looks back, and without even looking to the wall just grabs the knob for the showers, and turns it to the left where he knew the “hot” setting would be. After all, the two of them needed something like that at this point.
With water splashing onto his chest, the otter simply presses his member between the deer’s cheeks, and does his best to guide and slide his way into his rump, each press as slow as he can get it. After all, he didn’t want to hurt him, did he? That, and no lube was going to make this a bit harder for him. Nevertheless, the otter simply smiles, and presses himself in slower and slower until the only thing left outside of the deer were his massive nuts.
“Hah… talk about warm, huh, Pine?”
	“Hnn… p-p-please fuck me, Rozz.”
“...Wow, just like that, huh? I know I don’t have the length, but still, I’m not complaining if I can make it up in volume!” And like that, the otter pulls himself out of the deer’s hind end as much as he can while leaving the tip betwixt his cheeks. A second later, he quickly slams into the deer’s rump, sending a shockwave across his cheeks!
“Hnnn…!!! P-Please, more, Rozz!” The deer smiles, his own member coming to attention once again. Without a word and as quick a “pap pap pap” as the otter could manage, he rams into the deer’s tight ring over and over again, each one causing the deer’s peen to twitch and throb. With a tight smirk on his face, the otter quickly reaches around with his blonde-furred fist, and grabs a hold of the deer’s member once again, this time making sure that each pump of his peen was accompanied by a thrust of his own. In no time, the two of them start to move in as good a rhythm as they can - the otter pounding the deer’s hole and the deer pushing back against the otter’s member.
“Hehe… gonna… fill you up, Pine… You don’t- rrf… mind, do you?” The otter simply smiles, bites his lip, and continues with his pumping on both sides. Meanwhile, the deer is simply lost in the heat, the pleasure, and every sensation he could feel at that moment. For the time being, the deer simply stands there, knees feeling like they could buckle at any moment, and takes the otter’s thrusting for as long as he could stand it… Though, suddenly, the otter starts to slow down his pumping… “Hm… Hey, Pine, hang on one second, alright? I’ll be right back. I;ll try and be as quick as I can so you can get off, too, yeah?”
	And like that, the otter pulls himself out of the deer, a stream of pre-cum dribbling out of his tip in a steady stream of clear goop. The deer quickly slumps to his knees under the hot water, and lets out a sigh… Though, it’s short-lived as the otter quickly returns with a smile and one of his hands behind his back. Within seconds, the deer is back onto his feet, and bracing himself against the wall once again, with the otter quickly following suit and filling the vacant hole he left behind a moment ago.
“Theeeee we go, Pine… Now, let’s get something out of you, yeah? I want you to have a little sip of what you’ve got on tap.” And like that, the sound plastic tapping against plastic hits the air before being muffled by the sound of running water. A second later, the feeling of something hard presses against the deer’s tip. A second later, the deer looks up towards the otter, the latter with a coy smile on his face. A second later, he looks down between his legs at the twitching member that was hanging there, looking ready to blow at any moment.
“W...Water bottle…?”
“Yuuuuuuup~! Gonna make sure I have something to remember you by. Don’t worry, I have another one for my own stuff!” And like that, the deer’s eyes widen at the feeling of the otter quickly picking up his pace before slamming into the deer’s rump once more! At once, the deer’s eyes roll back into his head before his pearly cum launches itself out of his member once again, this time being caught by the clear plastic walls of the water bottle against his flared tip.
“Hah…!! Hah… Hah… Hnn.. nngh… Fff… ffuh…” And like that, the otter lets out a chuckle.
“Ready or not, here I c-c-cuuuhmnn…” As if on cue, the otter’s mouth opens in the classic “oh god” sort of face, complete with his tongue lolling out of the side. Without a word, his member twitches and shudders before his searing hot seed splatters out of his shaft, into the deer’s rump. Pump after pump into that rump soon causes the deer’s gut to balloon outward… Soon enough, the deer’s member is pressing up against his gut like some sort of rod against a balloon. Nevertheless, the otter pulls himself out of the otter’s hind end, causing a thick splatter of cum to rocket out onto the deer’s back. He chuckles for a moment before getting interrupted by the feeling of cumming once again.
“Ff...ffuuh… Where was that… o-o-oh… other bottle…?” The otter looks around for a moment or two before a pleasure-filled smile comes across his face. After setting the previous bottle off to the side where it wouldn’t get filled with something that wasn’t deer seed, he grabs a second one, making quick work of the tap before pressing his tip against the rim. In seconds, the bottle (all seventeen ounces of it!) is filled to the brim. “Hnn… hah… hah… th… t-t-this is why I wear… i-i-industri-ah! Industrial strength c...condoms…” And like that, he caps both of those bottles with their caps, plops onto his rump, and just rubs his length until every single last drop of pearly white otter jizz shoots its way out of his cock.
The deer, at this point, presses himself against the tile walls, eyes closed.


“Alright, so, you got your water bottle, then? Don’t want you to forget that, you know! I know you’ll hear no end of it from me if you lose it!” The otter and the deer have since made their way out of the shower, er… drained themselves, and are back into their clean change of clothing for the way home.
“E-Er… yeah. It’s good to see you again, Rozz. Um… hey, are you, uh… free this weekend? I’d love to hang out with you, you know.” The deer smiles for a moment, making sure to press his hand against the searing hot bottle of otter jizz stuffed into his hoodie pocket.
“Oh, sure! Yeah, I love y- I-i mean… I’d love to, Pine!” With a smile on his face, the otter stuffs his hand into his pocket, where his own bottle of jizz sits, its contents different from the deer’s. He leans in, wraps his arms around the deer for a moment or two, and quickly hugs him there. “Though, I gotta head out, my bus is getting ready to get here, and I don’t wanna miss it like last time, you know?”
“Oh, yeah, sure thing! Uh… You got my number, uh… yeah, we should be all set, then. Great seeing you again, Rozz. You take care, yeah?”
“Oh, definitely! I’ll see you this weekend, okay?” And like that, the otter quickly jogs his way off towards the sidewalk, and down towards the corner. A second later, he turns it, and he’s gone from sight. The deer waits for a moment or two to make sure that everything was good before he quickly takes that bottle out of his hoodie pocket, opens it up, and takes a small swig, a bright red blush crossing his cheeks once again. Yeah, he could get used to this arrangement really quick, couldn’t he?
The otter, on the other hand, was practically in the same boat as the deer, and was quick to pull out his own bottle of jizz before taking a swig of his own. A smile crosses his face for a moment or two before stuffing it back into his pocket… Yeah, it was good to see old friends again, especially with what they have in mind. In no time, the bus pulls up, and he hops his way inside, a blush of his own on his blonde cheeks. Before long, the doors close, and he’s off towards the other side of town back home, his hand firmly pressed against the hot cum in that bottle.