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“Confluence ” by Ziegenbock [18+]

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In a harbour town in the age of sail, a young river otter shares a tryst with a big, seafaring otter seeking relief after a long voyage.

Today’s story is “Confluence” by Ziegenbock, a creator of erotic furry literature, a goat who wields both pen and sword (though rarely at the same time), and winner of the 2021 Sofurry Short Story Contest. You can find more of his stories on Sofurry and Furaffinity.

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Transcript
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Today's story concerns, adult subject matter for mature listeners.

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If that's not your cup of tea.

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Or there are youngsters listening.

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Please skip this one and come back for another story And at the time

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You're listening to the voice of doll.

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Manchaca.

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Your faithful, fireside companion.

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And today's story is confluence by Teagan Bach.

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Uh, creator of erotic furry literature, a goat who wields both pen and sword.

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They'll rarely at the same time.

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And the winner of the 2021 sofa resort story contest.

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You can find more of his stories on so ferry and FurAffinity.

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Please enjoy.

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Confluence might seeking book.

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. The early evening breeze drifted in

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the more chips and carrying the salt air into the Harbor town.

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The busy water side was filled with shouts and hustle.

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All across the docks and the warehouses beast, we're working

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with ropes and tools and crates.

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Making their ships fast and unloading their Congo.

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Soon those hardworking animals would make for the town.

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For those who call this town home.

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That was the promise of seed and wants children before retiring

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with one partner for the night.

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How many animals would cry out in pleasure that night as their lovers took their

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fill after weeks of carnal starvation.

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For those whose home was elsewhere, there were Inns and guesthouses to

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relaxing after a hard day of work.

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Uh, bell rang out across the dock yard signaling the end of another shift.

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For most workers, the sound of the bell was a welcome end to the days labors.

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For one auto though.

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It came all too soon.

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Oh, not again.

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Said turned his tail to the Harbor and scurry through the town.

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He wove among animals carrying goods or tending to their houses,

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or simply strolling along.

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He bumped into a few animals with a hasty, sorry.

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Before hurrying on.

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The narrow streets sloped upwards away from the Harbor through narrow

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cobblestone alleyways, which twisted between stone cottages, nestled into

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the slopes with flowers and hanging baskets on every doorstep and stairway.

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No time to stop and admire them though.

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No time at all.

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Seed new.

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This was the quickest way to his workplace.

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But he was going to be late, no matter what.

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But every minute later that he was the greater, the Roth

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he faced from his employer.

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By the time the young altar had reached the in panting for breath,

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the front door was open for customers.

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Last.

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Indeed.

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When he went inside three or four patrons were already seated.

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Nobody behind the bar though.

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Maybe if he was quick, he wouldn't be spotted.

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AI by late again.

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But no, that was Mrs.

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Bruton's the Badger landlady and his employer waiting for him in the back room.

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Sid shivered.

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He knew that look.

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Grown sailors would back down at it needing no further hint that yes.

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It really was closing time or that yes, they really did need

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to take that argument outside.

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If battle-hardened flotsam and cutthroats were left to flounder at that stare.

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Small river auto stood.

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No chance.

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So he dipped his head to the big Brock.

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Yes, Mrs.

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Prudence.

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I know.

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I'm sorry.

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I'm late.

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The bachelor lady scoffed.

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You can apologize all you want.

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That made anything.

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If you don't actually change your ways.

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You know, I'm doing you a favor, given you employment.

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Most folks wouldn't look twice at a little shrimp, black.

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You.

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I know.

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Thank you.

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And this is how you repay us.

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I tell you, I will get you to turn up on time one way or another from

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now on I'm docking you one far then for every minute you're late.

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. So that's five, five things just for tonight alone.

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The little auteurs, heart sank.

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Between food and his own lodgings, he could scarcely afford a cut in pay.

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Still he knew not to argue back.

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If he did five, five, things could become 10 or more.

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Let this be a warning.

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Now I want you in the kitchen on the double.

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Some big ships came into power today.

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So it's going to be a busy night.

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Yes.

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Thank you, Mrs.

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Prudence.

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Of course, Sydney, you all about the ships?

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He'd spent a good long while that afternoon by the waterfront leaning

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on the iron railings, watching the comings and goings of the sea beasts.

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Rats with teeth like twin yellow, chisels canines with no discernible breed in them.

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The word mongrel didn't do them justice.

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And of course there were the otters.

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Not peaceable alters from the streams and ponds further in lands.

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But Brawny and bristle for boots.

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C altars of the deepen briny.

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So you'd still harbored a dream that one day.

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Maybe one day.

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He could join them.

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For now though, not let's just so dream.

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And asked for tonight, the kitchens awaited.

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So it didn't work as a chef.

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True Mrs.

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Bruton sender husband seemed to enjoy that cadre.

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He wants maid.

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Or at least they didn't say they disliked it.

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But they weren't about to let some little Otter from some backwater

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Creek loosened their kitchen with no experience with the catering business.

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Besides they had a chef already.

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Trouble with your mistress again.

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Tufnell mole and head chef poked his head out of the Lauder.

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Seed side and nodded his head.

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Well, are you.

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Going to punish you as well.

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But they'll never make you a sous chef.

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If you keep on turning up late, no matter how much they likes your cadre.

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I know chef.

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All right then.

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Now I suggest you get ready.

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God Sosa busy.

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Noisy ahead.

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Yes.

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Thank you, chef.

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The evening started steady enough.

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Tough.

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Nolan's cook team fired their ovens and heated their pants and began to

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cook the first orders of the day.

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The hasten sizzle of fresh frying fish filled the kitchen.

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And the animals moved between their stations, preparing their dishes

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all under the watchful eye of Tufnell, who was quick to intervene.

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The second a sauce started to boil or a fill, it started to burn.

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Who said that moles were blind.

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Seed.

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Meanwhile, set a basin of water over a fire.

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And before long, the first glasses and plates were piling up on the counter.

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Sid great.

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At some dish soap into the basin.

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. Picked up the first plate and the wash rag.

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And set to work.

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The water was hot and the soap was harsh on the little auteurs pause.

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But by the time he had washed the plate, rinsed it Dryden, buffed it clean.

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It was spotless.

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As the sun set and the evening set in.

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The auto worked away.

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Sometimes he headed front of house to.

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The badgers didn't let him serve food.

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They had waiters, Stoughton, the ferrets.

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Or else they brought the food out themselves, all

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part of the personal touch.

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Mr.

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Putin's would say.

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But sometimes if the cutlery was lending low, see it

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himself had to search for more.

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The Tavern was packed and Sid squeezed his way around the ranks of sailors

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and traders passing through this town.

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Among the men, guzzling ale and tucking into their first

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home cooked meal in weeks.

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Among the rugged laughter and the cards and the dots and the whole

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maelstrom of a busy night in the Tavern.

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He gathered what he could.

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A dirty plate here, a fork off the floor, even a broken

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glass, which he had to sweep up.

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The ultra returned to the kitchen.

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His bowl is loaded with glasses and plates covered in food scraps and chicken bones.

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He scraped off the leftovers.

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And set the dirty dishes down, cleaning each one in turn.

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Now, and then his dishwater ran cold and he took the base into the

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passage way Outback, where he poured the foaming water into the gutter.

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This also gave him a few blessedly cool minutes.

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Away from the heat and the noise of the Tavern and kitchens.

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The next time his base needed emptying.

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He asked Tufnell to be excused.

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It was nearly time for his break anyway, so the mold let him off early.

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It was a cool Claire starry night.

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The sound of chatter and laughter carried from the open Tavern doors.

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. And from the two or three other establishments nearby.

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Compared to inside the Tavern.

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However, outside was an Oasis of calm.

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the gutter was a few paces from the kitchen door among this twisting

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sloping, Warren of passageways.

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Seed sluiced his water out.

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Watching the suds in the water disappeared down the slope.

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The flow of the water receded replaced once more with the sounds of the Tavern.

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And in the distance, the gentle swash of the sea under the early evening sky.

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So besides taking it all in.

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Well, It was on a break now.

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So time to enjoy the fresh air.

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He sat down in the metal basin and slipped around the corner.

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Enjoying this moment of solitude.

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When another animal joined him in the alleyway.

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It was another altar.

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However, that was the only thing they had in common.

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This was a sea Otter.

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Toll proud.

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And fearsomely broad.

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He was dressed in a cloak muddled with deep aquatic Hughes, blues,

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and purples fastened at the front with a gold colored broach.

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He also wore leather boots with shining buckles.

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A sword and a holster at his belt and a tricorn hat a top has had decorated

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with what looked like a parrot feather.

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Long and multicolored.

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Said marveled at the big animal.

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. His strength.

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The poison balance of that thick rudder tail, the roughness of his muzzle that

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spoke of a thousand miles of voyage.

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Was he a beast of rank captain even.

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He certainly had the slacker.

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He no, to Sid and tipped his hat to his smaller cousin.

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Good evening.

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And with that.

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He turns to a nearby wall, sweeping his cloak back, rolling his shoulders

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and head with a grunt of relief.

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It took a wide stance, slip the ball into his pantaloons and

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slipped out the thickest auto cock that said, had ever seen.

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The river alter could only stare.

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Mazel open.

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The light was fading, but the Kenai did will alter so everything.

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The animal was hefty with thick veins running the length of his maleness.

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And a delicious amount of folded for skin covering is broad.

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Cockhead.

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And at that moment.

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Sid swore he could smell the auteurs male Musk, even at a distance.

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The CBC wrapped a web Paul around his flacid length, clearing

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his throat and exhaling deeply.

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It is in squeezed his maleness and it's swelled in his grasp.

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So confidence.

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So shameless.

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Did he know Sid was still there.

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Or didn't he care who saw.

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A moment later that Cox spurted into life spraying hot autumn Musk,

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halfway up the wall from where it trickled down into the gutter.

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So it couldn't move.

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Another man, a stranger no less was attending to his

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personal needs in full view.

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And judging by how hard the auto was spraying.

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He certainly had a need.

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Then again, given the size of the altar, he looked like he could

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put away half a dozen tankards of grog and still walk straight.

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Said pretended to look away.

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Inspected his balls stared at the cobbles in the gutter where the alter

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Musk now flowed right by his pores.

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Anything except actually leave.

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The big older stream, slow to a trickle.

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And he looked sideways.

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Straight at seed.

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. And without hesitating a second, the corner of his whiskery

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more lifted into a grim.

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So.

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You're still here.

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I did have my suspicions about you.

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Little one.

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No doubt.

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You're wondering if I care for a moment of your time.

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There was no surprise in the sea otters voice.

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The big animal lent against the wall next to his fresh mark, full of confidence.

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C it, meanwhile was speechless.

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His paws limped by aside.

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He wanted to run.

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He wanted to stay.

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He wanted to hide in the end.

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He didn't move at all.

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Even when the sea oughta slip that big cock out, have you

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adjusted his dress and closed in?

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His boots were heavy.

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A solid thump, thump on the cobblestones.

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Sid Galt.

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All right then.

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Let's see what we have here.

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Young shorts clearly new to the profession.

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Profession, but you are handsome.

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And an altar like me, which is always a benefit.

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Okay, little one.

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I like what I see.

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Oh, wait, did the other thing he was so tell me, Gabby, where do you work?

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Are you one of Maribel's boys?

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Now there was no doubt.

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They'll see, it had never met or indeed seen Madame Mirabel, the townspeople

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and Tavern NGOs spoke of her and her establishment as openly as they

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spoke of trade or the tide times.

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Yet.

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Still unable to speak see, it's simply shook his hand.

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So a freelancer then.

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And admittedly, I don't always go for the, streetwalkers not when there are a good

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number of whorehouses where one can pay a little extra and have some lodgings and

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repass alongside my puppy for the nice.

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But all animals have to apply a trade.

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. And trading requires buyers as well as centers.

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The C auto was deep in sits, personal space.

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Looming a good foot over his land lover cousin.

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So you'd have to gaze up.

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Even leaning back slightly to maintain eye contact.

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Yet.

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That was hard to do, given the intensity of the auteurs deep brown eyes.

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And though he looked younger than many Seadogs who dropped anchor in this port.

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There was still something storm warned about him.

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Something may be in the steadfastness of his stare.

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Which showed experience far beyond his years.

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This was an auto who had traveled places and who had seen shores and lands.

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Which said could scarcely imagine.

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. And I am not going to pass up an opportunity like this.

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And seed.

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Wanted more.

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So if I can show some philanthropy to my fellow animal, I will.

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And if we both enjoy it.

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So much the better.

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Plus I saw you looking new to the game or not.

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I know you want this.

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He had sit there.

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So tried not to squirm, which was made harder when the sea Otter slipped

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his poor back inside his waistband.

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Slowly.

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Smoothly.

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Confidently.

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The animal pulled out is gloriously thick tackle.

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This time, retrieving his low hanging audibles as well.

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The C auto braced one pole on the wall above Sid's head.

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See it tilted his gaze up.

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And then he was alive and sinewy beast.

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And a decidedly erect beast to that.

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Let's see, alter flashed a grin full of sharp fish, tearing

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teeth, at least one of them.

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Glinting gold in the lantern light.

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So go ahead.

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Touch it.

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He didn't want to waste any more time, nor did he want to deny this animal?

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With one pole at first, as gingerly as he dared Sid reached out.

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. With his breath wavering.

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He touched the altar slowly closing his pole as best he

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could around the big animal.

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So similar to himself.

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So firm's so ready.

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And yet so different.

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Not least in size.

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Say tightened his grip, the slightest amount.

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And the whole arousal twitched hard.

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. So you'd use the second pole to tackle this catch balls and all

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trying as best to fathom the size and the heft of the animal before him.

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Growing up.

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He had seen other male river alters and he knew that sea otters were bigger.

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But this much bigger.

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The Seadog was patient yet.

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His arousal was fearsome throbbing, demanding attention.

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Sid obliged.

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Giving us first careful stroke.

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Tracing the fingertip along one prominent vein.

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All that force skin was loose and seed carefully slid it

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back to show the animals.

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Cockhead.

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The Musk reached his muzzle instantly 10 times stronger.

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A mixture of the sea autos recent release.

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And the pre-cum that had pooled in the folds of that four skin, making the

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animals tip glisten in the low light.

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Since she, the auteurs weapon and all of that wet pre-cum

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pooled at the animals tip.

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Thick and dripping over Sid's handball.

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Slick musky.

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Pre-cum covered the webbing of the little artist, Paul.

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Such a generous beast.

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I find start small fry.

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No nose.

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If you carry on being this adorable, I may throw in a little extra gratuity.

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The sailor opened a coin pouch at his belt.

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. With two claws, he pulled out a coin just enough that seed

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could see the Glint of gold.

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Just don't try and swipe it.

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Remember.

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I crossed swords with the fiercest beasts and Corsairs on the seas.

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A little Guppy, like you would have no trans.

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Aye.

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I'll behave.

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That you will.

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Now drop your trousers.

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Sid froze.

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What's here in the back alley.

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What if someone saw them?

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The C auto cross his arms.

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Is thick rudder tail laying heavy on the ground.

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His smile was whiskery confident.

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Aroused.

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Sid started.

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Aye.

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Uh, and a little less of the coy boy fantasy.

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If you don't mind.

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You're the nicest tale I've had in weeks, and I'm more than keen to claim it.

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Now, drop your trousers or I'll cut your belt.

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The Seafarer dropped one poor to his blade.

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Sid gulped and it has instructed the big older growled, a low, soft,

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deep murder of appreciation at the little alter denuding himself.

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Trousers was set aside and on instinct.

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I see it crossed his paws in front of his crotch, feeling the water rising in

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his cheeks on this fresh summer night.

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His cousin countered with a mirthful smile.

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Uh, I do wish we weren't so prudish about our own bodies.

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It's a shame.

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We're conditioned that way.

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We are all animals, you and I both appreciate our fellow male.

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And believe you me.

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You are a handsome lad.

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The warmth built under Sid's cheek for.

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He thinks so.

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Yes.

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And from my part, I have no qualms about showing my body at the appropriate times.

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Of course.

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Despite certain rumors you might've heard.

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My men do not indulge in sodomy nearly as often as you might think.

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A ship doesn't sail itself, you know?

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Pause held onto said side.

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Strong weather one.

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Sure.

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The guided the auto to turn, to face the wall, to trap him

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there with a beast of the seas.

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And speaking of appropriate times.

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The sailor lifted Sid's tail held the little Auto's flanks

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and dropped to his knees.

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It took a firm grip on Sid's hips and lifted seeds so that the

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river Otter stood on his tip toes.

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What thick flesh pressed at his tail hole.

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But it wasn't the auteurs cock.

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It was far more flexible and goodness, did it feel good?

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The altar dug deep with his tongue tickling and teasing with his whiskers.

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And seed crooned with pleasure.

Khaki QOD:

A finger and the thumb closed around seeds, short muscle.

Khaki QOD:

A little one.

Khaki QOD:

You have some reputable neighbors, they wouldn't take too kind later

Khaki QOD:

hearing you announce your trade.

Khaki QOD:

This is a residential area, not a fish market.

Khaki QOD:

Remember discretion is the watch word in your profession.

Khaki QOD:

The C oughta released sits muscle and sit whimpered.

Khaki QOD:

Sorry.

Khaki QOD:

It's just.

Khaki QOD:

Um, I didn't expect your tongue.

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. Save gasp the last word as an aftershock made his tail hill quiver.

Khaki QOD:

My friend.

Khaki QOD:

The sea Otter continued unfazed.

Khaki QOD:

I have spent nine on a month on board, a tub with some of the grimy asked men

Khaki QOD:

to ever walk on land or sail the seas.

Khaki QOD:

By comparison to the one, preparing your tail is like tugging the duke himself.

Khaki QOD:

. He likes lavender.

Khaki QOD:

So if you're curious, The sailor resumed his duties.

Khaki QOD:

The oldest tongue was as smooth as his words.

Khaki QOD:

This was no hasty, lik as no doubt, many horny handed cutthroats delivered before

Khaki QOD:

they communed with their fellow man.

Khaki QOD:

No, this auto was caressing him.

Khaki QOD:

Uh, practiced, move lapping around the rim of Sid's little tail hole

Khaki QOD:

before delving pastor's resistance.

Khaki QOD:

. Those wondrously strong pores holding him in place.

Khaki QOD:

Just firmly enough as the big nameless Otter made a smaller

Khaki QOD:

cousin tremble in bladder.

Khaki QOD:

Seed wanted to moan, but the C auto may have admonished him.

Khaki QOD:

And see it didn't want to do anything to displease the beast and

Khaki QOD:

bring their asset nation to a halt.

Khaki QOD:

So instead he stood there.

Khaki QOD:

Shuttering web poles on the wall.

Khaki QOD:

Penetrated by that thick Lu Tron tongue.

Khaki QOD:

And to think what would follow that up?

Khaki QOD:

Said murdered his own little rudder, hard and twitching.

Khaki QOD:

. When the tongue slipped free, exposing his tail hole to the sea breeze.

Khaki QOD:

See it almost shuttered from the sudden coolness.

Khaki QOD:

But soon something far warmer and more mail took the place of that tongue.

Khaki QOD:

. Despite his youth and you, that only one thing could be that

Khaki QOD:

warm, that firm and ominous.

Khaki QOD:

Said when wide-eyed willing his tail to relax as much as possible.

Khaki QOD:

Anything to make that from hard probing questing, flesh, snip inside, easier.

Khaki QOD:

He knew he would feel the next pot.

Khaki QOD:

Even with the drool for lube.

Khaki QOD:

They'll even that slowly drying.

Khaki QOD:

The C auto founders targets.

Khaki QOD:

And he pushed forward and forward until since tail hole started to yield.

Khaki QOD:

So it was no stranger to his fellow male.

Khaki QOD:

Most boys on said stream were stronger than he, and after one

Khaki QOD:

of their tussles, they used to pin him, rub on him, hard directions,

Khaki QOD:

pressing through their clothes.

Khaki QOD:

At first, it was just play and see it even enjoy the feel of it.

Khaki QOD:

But soon the rubbing became more deliberate.

Khaki QOD:

Meaningful.

Khaki QOD:

Riding over six clothed rear, a blunt stab over sits, tail hole,

Khaki QOD:

where he was most vulnerable.

Khaki QOD:

And I've stayed, ever tried to resist.

Khaki QOD:

They would just pin him harder and press right in.

Khaki QOD:

Tonight tower, if it was different.

Khaki QOD:

More sizeable and no troublesome clothing in the way.

Khaki QOD:

His tail hole began to ache.

Khaki QOD:

And steal the big auto pressed forward.

Khaki QOD:

Gentle thrusts to ease it open.

Khaki QOD:

So it could have said something could have asked the sea dog to prep him

Khaki QOD:

more, but instead he kept quiet.

Khaki QOD:

Right up until the hot animal slipped past his resistance and he squeaked.

Khaki QOD:

Freezing at the sharp pain.

Khaki QOD:

The big old of grunted and he throbbed and with a Schlick of potting

Khaki QOD:

flesh, the big sea oughta sunk his main mast under Sid's little tail.

Khaki QOD:

Now the little water called out.

Khaki QOD:

He couldn't help himself.

Khaki QOD:

Immediately the big auto wrap to pull around CID short

Khaki QOD:

muscle to stifle the moan.

Khaki QOD:

Three meaty inches of auto cock were buried inside, said.

Khaki QOD:

And they twitched then twitched again.

Khaki QOD:

Huh.

Khaki QOD:

The seal to smirked.

Khaki QOD:

Even in the profession, they struggled to take him.

Khaki QOD:

The big altar felt the pre-cum trickle up has caulk only to spill into this tight

Khaki QOD:

little muscle it on the very next Twitch.

Khaki QOD:

Meanwhile, Sade felt the animal inside him, outside him with untold

Khaki QOD:

inches at the four skin cloud beast, hard and virile beyond.

Khaki QOD:

Pre-cum ease the penetration, but barely.

Khaki QOD:

And when the sailor drove his powerful stern.

Khaki QOD:

Seeds trembled on him, yielding barely an inch before the pain began to burn.

Khaki QOD:

The C alter notice though.

Khaki QOD:

And he wrapped a powerful arm around, said holding him close.

Khaki QOD:

There for him.

Khaki QOD:

Everything about the Seadog was from his body is Paul.

Khaki QOD:

And especially that thick Lou trinar action, working into him

Khaki QOD:

one short shoe or bucket of time.

Khaki QOD:

Each buck, sending a Twitch to the tip of Sid's tail.

Khaki QOD:

Soudan scene had settled and yielded enough for the C auto to roll.

Khaki QOD:

And ensure to back and forth, smooth and incredibly hard.

Khaki QOD:

Saliva and generous pre-cum we're helping, but it's still hurt, like Billio.

Khaki QOD:

So try to resist, then bring his strength to bear, but he relented in the animal's

Khaki QOD:

strong grasp and simply float along.

Khaki QOD:

They made it.

Khaki QOD:

To animals built to swim, to snake a knife through the water.

Khaki QOD:

Flowing in sync with one another.

Khaki QOD:

Matching each other strokes until a sharp buck made CBA.

Khaki QOD:

Yip and skip a stroke.

Khaki QOD:

That was a chuckle from above.

Khaki QOD:

Soft and hearty before the seawater.

Khaki QOD:

I said a quick cadence, just enough for said to keep pace.

Khaki QOD:

Albeit with shortened breath.

Khaki QOD:

The altar erection was deeper now.

Khaki QOD:

Harder stretching him more.

Khaki QOD:

And when the sea oughta stepped up to the next gear said was lost to drift.

Khaki QOD:

Each thrust knocked the air from his sales, making him stutter and gasp.

Khaki QOD:

Shrouding his thoughts in a midst of pleasure.

Khaki QOD:

The big Boulder was twitching already.

Khaki QOD:

And they'll each thrust was driving into Sid's prostate.

Khaki QOD:

Right then only one animals.

Khaki QOD:

Pleasure.

Khaki QOD:

Mattered.

Khaki QOD:

As it should be.

Khaki QOD:

The big C dog's paws were strong.

Khaki QOD:

Rugged and properly rough, no doubt.

Khaki QOD:

The result of hauling ropes and rigging sales for days and weeks at a time.

Khaki QOD:

I asked for the way he worked out body.

Khaki QOD:

Breadth and Honches powered in sync.

Khaki QOD:

Uh, growl simmering under his breath that portrayed his pleasure.

Khaki QOD:

His grip grew tense tight.

Khaki QOD:

And his thrusting stayed true.

Khaki QOD:

There was nothing mindless about those thrusts.

Khaki QOD:

. Given how he carved all along the river autos inner walls.

Khaki QOD:

He knew what he was doing.

Khaki QOD:

He knew the exact depth.

Khaki QOD:

The exact rate of knots to drive himself forward.

Khaki QOD:

And to tug the little water along.

Khaki QOD:

Through glowing cheeks said was dimly aware of a web porn is cock.

Khaki QOD:

Sending a pleasant shiver through him before a salvo of

Khaki QOD:

powerful thrusts inundated him.

Khaki QOD:

Each rapid thrust, crashing through seed like a wave as a portentous growl, rumbled

Khaki QOD:

through the Seadog a storm which broke with a fearsome bite to seed Scruff.

Khaki QOD:

The only federal moment of the encounter happening right before the

Khaki QOD:

CB snowballed into his mouth full of waterproofer, his body jolted.

Khaki QOD:

And he fired a surge of auto com followed by another, then another.

Khaki QOD:

Both animals knew what was happening.

Khaki QOD:

And the mental image combined with a very real physical sensation.

Khaki QOD:

Was something to behold.

Khaki QOD:

Mia.

Khaki QOD:

Furious seconds later, the storm stilled, the twitches of Seadog cock.

Khaki QOD:

Easing off.

Khaki QOD:

They never settled to a gentle air.

Khaki QOD:

However, how could such a powerful auto do anything?

Khaki QOD:

But shoot.

Khaki QOD:

The animal was still hard as he withdrew.

Khaki QOD:

. Slowly and shatteringly pleasant, right?

Khaki QOD:

Until that final pump and the altars uncoupled from each other.

Khaki QOD:

So it steadied himself on the wall.

Khaki QOD:

. Soar.

Khaki QOD:

Used with Lou trine com trickling from his AFT.

Khaki QOD:

The sea alter.

Khaki QOD:

Meanwhile caught his breath within seconds and started putting himself back in order.

Khaki QOD:

Oh, I do love pulling into this little Harbor.

Khaki QOD:

So picturesque at first glance.

Khaki QOD:

Yet even here there is tale to be found.

Khaki QOD:

And once one knows where to look.

Khaki QOD:

One need only walk a few minutes to find a lady of the night.

Khaki QOD:

Or gentlemen.

Khaki QOD:

Truly the best of both worlds.

Khaki QOD:

Seed was dripping from his cock and his tail.

Khaki QOD:

As an experiment, he reached behind himself.

Khaki QOD:

Is undetailed was tender.

Khaki QOD:

And when he looked at his poor, it was coated in auto semen.

Khaki QOD:

I am a copious animal.

Khaki QOD:

I'm Ty.

Khaki QOD:

Very well, I suppose to totally fair.

Khaki QOD:

I help him.

Khaki QOD:

Matan need.

Khaki QOD:

The C altar pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it

Khaki QOD:

to said, It was silken and soft.

Khaki QOD:

At least until it was saturated and auto com.

Khaki QOD:

Now I trust you can conceal that evidence.

Khaki QOD:

Sid nodded.

Khaki QOD:

He could slip it into the kitchen waste on his return.

Khaki QOD:

The fish will just about cover up the sense of horny altar.

Khaki QOD:

Thank you.

Khaki QOD:

Uh, By the way.

Khaki QOD:

That felt.

Khaki QOD:

Nice.

Khaki QOD:

The big auto smiled.

Khaki QOD:

Believe me, the pleasure is mutual.

Khaki QOD:

But tell me.

Khaki QOD:

On my next visit.

Khaki QOD:

Whom do I ask for?

Khaki QOD:

Um, seed.

Khaki QOD:

Trevelyan.

Khaki QOD:

On Shawntay C altar and river auto shook poles.

Khaki QOD:

Now the small matter of your remuneration.

Khaki QOD:

That means payment by the way.

Khaki QOD:

I think you'll find this more than fair recompense for your time.

Khaki QOD:

One for the ejaculation.

Khaki QOD:

And another for your trouble.

Khaki QOD:

And true to his word.

Khaki QOD:

Trevelyan returned his coin pouch and crossed the little otters web

Khaki QOD:

Palm with two large heavy gold coins.

Khaki QOD:

On one side, there were symbols, which said new to be some symbol

Khaki QOD:

language from the Eastern CS.

Khaki QOD:

But which he could not read.

Khaki QOD:

He turned one coin over the other side was engraved with a snarling Oriental tiger.

Khaki QOD:

Now.

Khaki QOD:

Judging by how intently you're studying those coins.

Khaki QOD:

I suspect you aren't familiar with this denomination.

Khaki QOD:

No, sir.

Khaki QOD:

I am not.

Khaki QOD:

Well, suffice to say that it will buy a lot of fish.

Khaki QOD:

Just be sure to stash it away from prying eyes.

Khaki QOD:

And be careful how you spend it.

Khaki QOD:

Though, I'm sure you'll handle it wisely.

Khaki QOD:

You seem like a resourceful fellow.

Khaki QOD:

Trevelyan had a point.

Khaki QOD:

So it would have to find a money change to convert these coins into smaller currency.

Khaki QOD:

If he a humble Otter handed, one of these to a regular trader, he would be

Khaki QOD:

marked designed to Dorothy for a whore.

Khaki QOD:

Trevelyan meanwhile was rearranging himself.

Khaki QOD:

C it caught a final fleeting flash of Alta cock.

Khaki QOD:

True value and notice the smaller cousin staring and laughed with joy.

Khaki QOD:

And Neptune's bad.

Khaki QOD:

You are a hungry little pop aren't you.

Khaki QOD:

Well, don't worry.

Khaki QOD:

You'll see me again soon.

Khaki QOD:

The Seafarer checked his clothes and his sword.

Khaki QOD:

One final time.

Khaki QOD:

He swept his feather and hat from his head, flourishing it

Khaki QOD:

while he bow to his cousin.

Khaki QOD:

Sid who owned no headwear responded with his best approximation

Khaki QOD:

of a ducal Navy salute.

Khaki QOD:

Trevelyan smiled.

Khaki QOD:

A long time since someone honored me thusly.

Khaki QOD:

Very well, then young master sued.

Khaki QOD:

I beat you.

Khaki QOD:

Audio.

Khaki QOD:

The C alter turned on the spot, his cloak sweeping about him.

Khaki QOD:

Before he Strode from the alleyway and into the streets.

Khaki QOD:

Seed watched him all the way before reclosing himself.

Khaki QOD:

. He stashed the coins into separate pockets.

Khaki QOD:

So they didn't jangle together.

Khaki QOD:

Then he gathered his wash bucket.

Khaki QOD:

And waddled back to the Tavern.

Khaki QOD:

Trying not to wins.

Khaki QOD:

. All in an evening's work.

Khaki QOD:

This was confluence by seeking book.

Khaki QOD:

Read for you by cocky your faithful fireside companion.

Khaki QOD:

You can find more stories on the web at the Vostok dog.

Khaki QOD:

Or find the show wherever you get your podcasts.

Khaki QOD:

Thank you for listening.

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