"Clyde & Ollie: In A Van Down By The River" Part 4
Clyde & Ollie Series Part 4
By: Axle Furret

**Story Contains: Male/Male, Gay, Gay Relationship, Budding Love, Size-Difference, Age-Difference, Character Development, River Otter, Stallion, Foreplay, Oral, Anal, RImming, Premature-Ejaculate, Male Musk, Cock Worship, Vibrator, Urethral Sounding, Urethral Insertion, Small Fisting, Domination, Submission, Sexual Teasing, Heavy Bondage, Sexual Roughness, Small Top/Big Bottom, Small Dom/Big Sub, Excessive Cum.
The setting is roughly in a Zootopia-style world for character sizes and such.​
This story takes place immediately after "Clyde & Ollie: In A Van Down By The River" Part 3.**

      
     After closing the van's doors, Clyde heads over to quickly grab his red jockstrap, sunglasses, and the otter's little black swim briefs from the rock by the shore they left them on earlier. He grins, thinking the otter would have a bit more fun with him wearing the jockstrap as he slips it back on, snapping the tall elastic waistband against his waist before stuffing his massive balls and sheath into the ample pouch upfront, which likely wasn't going to contain his manliness for long. He heads back to the van, knowing the otter was looking forward to riding this stallion bareback, making his sheath swell at the thoughts of the night ahead. He opens the sliding side door and steps in, causing the van's suspension to creak slightly from his weight. He tosses his glasses onto the dashboard before closing the red leather privacy curtain between the front seats and the back. He looks at Ollie, who is still lying on his side with an adorable little grin, trying his best to strike a sexy pose. Clyde neighs playfully at the otter as he hangs the otter's spandex swim briefs from a hook over the door before sliding the door shut.

     The enormous black stallion smiles as he stands there with his legs spread and in a slight crouch, displaying the enormous bulge in his jockstrap. "So... You won our little race... What are your plans for me tonight?" he says softly while swaying his hips from side to side a bit.

     A sly smirk crosses the otter's muzzle; seeing the horse in those red undies just made the massive creature even hotter somehow. "Well, you said something about the winner getting to fuck the other's brains out, and I'm sitting on top of a bed with tons of bondage gear and sex toys under it. Sooooo," he trills playfully, licking his chops as he sits up on his knees, rubbing his hands together. "So get over here and assume the position! On the floor, hands and knees, ass towards the bed, you big stud!" He says in the most demanding yet still adorable voice the 4-foot-tall otter could muster.

     Clyde grins, finding it rather arousing that the little otter could be so dominant as to order the massive stallion around, especially since the otter knows how big and strong Clyde is compared to him. With no further ado, Clyde drops to all fours. "Well, a deal is a deal after all," he says, crawling toward Ollie, who is standing on the bed with his short ottery arms crossed over his sleek furry chest as he does his best to look tough. Clyde lets out a soft neigh and snorts as he turns around and presents his rear to the otter on the bed, flicking his silky-haired horsetail from side to side as he shows off that rock-hard, muscular ass framed by the red elastic straps of his bulging jockstrap that fully exposes his perfectly round, plump, donut-shaped asshole. "Any part of me you want... You got it, buddy," He says, growling with an enthusiastic desire. It was so rare that he ever got to be on the bottom, let alone submit to another male in any way, and for some reason, the fact that this horny otter is so much smaller than him just made it all the more arousing.

     Ollie chirps happily as he hops off the bed, turning around and lifting it up on its gas struts to get a few things from the storage under it. He crawls over the edge of the storage area on his tummy with his bare ass exposed and feet kicking while he rummages around, tossing all manner of items up over his shoulder and onto the floor near Clyde: a bunch of ropes and leather straps, ample amounts of lube, silicone dildos landing with an audible thud, urethral sounding rods, what looked like anal beads, a vibrating buttplug, a vibrating cock-ring, and that leather paddle he was eyeing earlier.

     The stallion lets out a whinny when he sees and hears the items the otter is tossing next to him, making his cock strain against the front of his jockstrap and stretching out the cotton and elastic as a wet spot of pre-cum quickly forms and drips from the tenting pouch.

     A few more items of sexual pleasure, or torture, depending on the guy, hits the ground near the stallion's hoofed feet.

     Murring happily, Ollie pushes himself up from his precarious position. He lands back on his webbed feet and turns around to notice Clyde's growing erection straining against the thin fabric of that tenting jockstrap. He giggles as he kneels beside the equine, reaching out to stroke the thickening shaft through the stallion's skimpy underwear, feeling the heat radiating from the horse's swelling member. His handpaw glides across the underside of that massive bulge, caressing Clyde's heavy balls that were about to spill out the back or sides of the jockstrap, hanging low and straining his leg straps. "Mmmmmm! Damn, you've got some nice balls, big guy! I hope dinner recharged you because we are gonna be at this all night," the otter coos. The otter then grabs a few leather straps and buckles and holds them up to the stallion, churring seductively and knowingly, "I already know you are into bondage from all the goodies you have and those reinforced D-rings you got mounted all over the inside of the van... So... Let us get to it, shall we?"

     The stallion nods eagerly with a soft whinny as Ollie places a strap around each ankle and wrist, securing the leather straps tightly enough so that if Clyde tried to move his feet too far apart, they would lock up as he ties ropes from the leather cuffs to D-rings placed at various hard points of the custom van's interior. The otter ties another strap around the stallion's thighs, pulling Clyde's legs wide open and exposing his asshole, balls, and perineum to the otter for easy access. Next, Ollie puts a leather bondage belt around the stallion's waist, clinking and clanking it as he buckles it up snugly... making sure to give Clyde's massive testicles a few playful gropes before he fastens a rope to each side of the belt and attaches the ends to yet more D-rings at the sides of the van's interior. He has to jump up on Clyde's back to loop a rope around a ring on the ceiling and back down to the belt to tie it off. The small male hops off the big stallion and checks his handiwork, murring happily as he has effectively locked the large male's hips in place, only allowing for a little back-and-forth movement. Finally, Ollie gets a leather collar that will fit around the stallion's muscular neck and fastens it securely using two metal rings attached to the sides of the van, but leaves a little slack in it as he didn't want to choke or hurt the handsome creature.

     When done, the entire setup looks and feels pretty intimidating to Clyde, while Ollie seems quite pleased with himself.

     Clyde tries out the restraints, and other than a little upper-torso movement, he was pretty much locked in place, moaning out with a soft neigh. "You've done this before, haven't you?" he asks, more aroused now from the otter's rather skilled job immobilizing him. The horse's hefty member is already beginning to rip the pouch of the jockstrap from his growing arousal.

     A wicked grin spreads across the otter's face, one that makes his eyes flash with mischief and desire. "Maybe..." he says softly while reaching out with a finger to slide along Clyde's furred cheekbone, letting his claw lightly graze the stallion's skin before pressing his digit between the horse's lips to have Clyde lightly suckle on it while he whispers softly, "We're going to go slow tonight, just easing our way into it before turning up the heat. Once I start working my magic on you, well... you'll find yourself begging for more!" Ollie trills dominantly, causing a shiver of delight to run up and down Clyde's spine.

     Ollie pulls his hand away from the stallion's muzzle and moves to the larger male's side to begin playing with Clyde's cock through that ripping jockstrap again, stroking gently but purposefully until the horse grows so rock hard that he begins neighing softly in slight pain as his cock bends uncomfortably in the front of the tented jockstrap, the elastic stretching and the cotton pouch about to rip with that powerful erection. Ollie graciously pulls the jockstrap's pouch to the side, letting the horse's three-foot-long cock spring free and slap against the red shag carpeting beneath him with a dull thud.

     Clyde moans in relief as his cock is freed from its red elastic prison. Tensing his pelvic muscles and causing his throbbing hard erection to slap audibly against his muscle gut a few times, flinging strands of glistening precum out as it does so.

     The otter smiles proudly as he watches Clyde's throbbing appendage swell even larger upon release. A steady stream of pre-cum oozes from the pronounced urethral crown at the tip of the horse's broad, blunt cock-head, dripping onto the carpet below. Ollie smirks, rubbing the palm of his webbed handpaw in the slick fluid leaking out of the horse's raised cockhole, testing the consistency of the stallion's lubrication by rubbing the slippery fluid between his index finger and thumb. Satisfied with his little test, he brings his hand to his lips and licks his palm and fingers clean, murring happily at the sweet and slightly salty flavor. He takes a moment longer to admire Clyde's twitching penis, admiring how perfectly formed its bulbous head is, smooth yet flared, with a fleshy, round, slightly protruding urethral crown at the bottom portion of that huge, black, pulsing organ, ready for anything Ollie could possibly do with it.

     And soon he does exactly that...

     Sinking to his knees under the stallion, Ollie gets a good grip on Clyde's meaty, flared cockhead with his webbed hands before he presses the index finger of his left paw to the urethral crown opening of the horse's enormous penis. The otter teases the sensitive flesh there before he slowly inserts his precum-slickened digit, causing a loud gasp from Clyde, who is slightly overwhelmed by the pleasurable sensations as Ollie slowly penetrates his urethra, sliding a few inches up into the horse's insides until his finger is buried to the knuckles. This causes the horse to moan deeply and loudly as he struggles against his restraints, struggling to keep still and silent. Ollie continues to press his wet index finger deeper into the horse's urethra, feeling the thick muscle walls relax and expand to accommodate the new intruder, and soon a faint squelching sound is heard as the precum flows to the horse's cockhole with a bit more pressure, squirting out around the otter's finger every time it can find a way to make it beyond the opening.

     Smiling, Ollie starts to add a second digit, adding pressure firmly until a second finger slips into the stallion's urethral opening. As Clyde breathes heavily and pants for breath in anticipation, Ollie adds another finger, causing the big stallion to bite his bottom lip and grunt. The otter's paws glisten with pre-cum as he works his three fingers in and out of Clyde's rather accommodating urethra. By now, Ollie was painfully horny... His slick otter dick is sticking straight up from his plump furry sheath, already soaked in his precum and lightly twitching against his abdomen.

     Clyde moans out; the sensation is incredible, like nothing else. He knew it was an unusual fetish to have, but damn, it felt good to have his rather pliable cockhole stretched so much. Every touch of the otter's fingertips inside his most sensitive of places sends tingling ripples of ecstasy coursing throughout his body. Each stroke of the otter's digits brings forth a wave of euphoria that fills him completely.

     After a minute or two of stimulating Clyde with his fingers alone, Ollie decides to do something else as he slowly removes his digits from the horse's urethral passage, leaving the horse's cock there to gape and dribble copious amounts of pre-cum. Ollie recognizes exactly what he wants and lets out a joyful churr as Clyde suddenly becomes aware of the sound of a powerful battery-operated vibrator of some sort, his long ears rotating back and zeroing in on it, unable to move his neck enough to see what the otter is up to. He lets out a soft whinny, his cock twitching in anticipation as more pre-cum streams from his yawning cockhole.

     Ollie chuckles to himself as he holds up a brand-new set of bright red, vibrating, silicone anal beads he had just pulled out of their package—that would be just about the right size to stuff into the stallion's leaky urethra at well over a foot long! The toy was much longer and thicker than the otter's own cock, especially around the last 2-3 beads, and all connected to each other by a small, rigid silicone-covered shaft with individual vibrators in every bead. He moans softly at his own arousal, his otter cock twitching and leaking enough precum to dribble down and soak his balls in the clear, slick, hot liquid.

     Making sure to do things properly, Ollie grabs a nearby sanitizing wipe and opens the package before wiping down and cleaning the toy thoroughly. Satisfied that the toy is sterilized, he sets it to the lowest vibration setting and grabs the swollen head of the horse's cock, squeezing out a large glob of Clyde's precum onto the toy to get it properly lubed up.

     "Damn, Clyde... I could bottle your pre and never need to buy lube again with the amount you produce," Ollie says with a chuckle.

     The small otter lifts the toy into position, placing the first and smallest of the slick, graduated, softly vibrating beads at the entrance to the stallion's urethra, and slowly pushes it past the horse's urethral crown and into Clyde's gaping cum-tunnel. He squeezes tightly around the horse's cockhead, making sure the large male will feel the vibration travel all the way through his entire length, sending waves of pleasure radiating outward from the buzzing vibrator.

     The vibrations travel directly to Clyde's groin and up his spine, causing him to tremble with excitement. He gasps audibly and lets loose a rope of precum, squirting out around the small buzzing bead in his dickhole and coating the toy, Ollie's arm, and the floor beneath them both with more of his slick, sweet fluid. At this point, the bondage belt around his waist is doing more work supporting the massive stallion than his own legs are, causing the van to creak slightly.

     Ollie giggles at the spray of precum that soaks his arm fur as he rubs the next bigger bead between his fingers, watching as Clyde's cock continues to twitch and drip with pre. The otter takes a moment to enjoy the sight of the bright red toy inside the stallion's massive dick before he presses the next vibrating bead into the horse's urethral opening, easily slipping it inside without much resistance, and then he pushes in the third, and fourth, and fifth! Each new bead, bigger than the last and containing its own vibrator, sliding deeper into Clyde's urethral canal, increasing the stimulation exponentially each time another is inserted.

     Clyde groans again, grunting and moaning louder than before as his eyes roll back in his skull. Clyde couldn't tell if he was on the verge of cumming, or passing out, as his entire cock vibrates from within... Then he feels it as the otter pushes and pops a sixth vibrating bead in, then a seventh with more resistance, finally plugging his cockhole from leaking any more precum with the eighth, and then, with a bit more effort, a ninth! Making him groan out loudly and get weak in the knees as it starts to stretch his cockhole even more than when Ollie was fucking him in the dick earlier!

     Ollie was practically shooting globs of pre out of his twitching otter cock as he took great pleasure in sexually torturing and pleasing the stallion. He gets to the three largest of the softly vibrating beads, wondering just how many that massive cock could take. The sight alone of the underside of the horse's penis bulging with the shape of the vibrating beads stuffed inside is almost enough to make him blow his load right there without even touching himself. The little otter has to bite his bottom lip and groan while he does his best to clear his mind and hold back, curling his toes slightly as he focuses on forcing the tenth vibrating bead in, getting more resistance, but eventually, with enough constant pressure, it pops into the stallion's urethra, stretching it still wider, eliciting another whinny from the horse, and making the stallion buck his hips animalistically against his waist restraints.

     "Oh FUCK, Ollie! I can't take much more! Mmmph..." Clyde moans out, followed by a neigh, as the stallion's heart races and his massive balls begin to inch up closer to his body.

     Ollie pants for breath, drooling a bit at the sights, sounds, and actions he is creating; being so in control of the massive stallion's entire being in this way is something he will never forget. As he wipes the drool from the sides of his muzzle with the back of his arm, he begins to gradually insert the eleventh and second largest vibrating bead into the horse's cockhole; however, it seems that this one will not go in easily! Clyde has already been stretched more than ever before until the otter slowly pulls the tenth bead out and then pushes it back in a few times, loosening up Clyde's urethral crown opening more and more with loud, slick, wet, squelching noises.

     The stallion's whole body tenses and twitches at the feelings, and he can only neigh and snort from pleasure along with a slight bit of pain.

     Ollie reaches down between his own legs to wipe some precum from his cock and balls, and then lubes up the last two beads with his own natural otter lube. Just touching his own dick causes him to grunt while he squirts another glob of pre and a bit of semen prematurely from the excitement. "Unnnf... Mmmph... Fuck, this is hot!" he exclaims, gasping for air and requiring a moment to regain his composure. A few more thrusts of that tenth vibrating bead in and out of the stallion's dickhole, and he feels that the massive horsecock is ready for him to begin pushing in the second-to-last largest vibrating bead yet.

     Clyde can only twitch and groan at this point, moaning deeper and louder as he feels the pressure of the otter pressing that eleventh vibrating bead against his cockhole, his massive horsecock softening slightly at the pain in his tip while it stretches more and more. The feeling of electric pins and needles shoots through his groin and body, the pressure building against his urethral crown as it gapes wider and wider until...

     Finally... 

     POP! 

     Stars shoot through the stallion's vision and brain as that large bead finally slips past his urethral opening and into his now rather plugged cum-tunnel, making the stallion go limp in his restraints for a moment as his heart skips a few beats. He can only groan and drool, hanging there, as the gentle vibrations so deep in his urethra start replacing the sudden pain with a radiating pleasure that washes over him. It takes a moment or two for Clyde's breathing to return to normal after such intense stimulation; his ears are perked forward, his head is tilted downward, and his tail is wagging lazily from side to side. It doesn't take long for his cock to become rock-hard and throbbing once more.

     Ollie, overcome with awe at what he just witnessed, blasts out a premature, high-pressure glob of otter cum that splashes wetly against the horse's balls. He stares at the massive horse-dick swelling in front of him again, shaking his head to clear the daze as a bit of pressure in his own groin is released. He grabs ahold of the toy and continues to lightly pump the eleventh vibrating bead back and forth in Clyde's urethra, deciding against trying to insert the twelfth and final bead, not wanting to hurt that incredibly magnificent horse cock, but giving a slightly sadistic little tug that elicits a powerful gasp from the massive stallion. He smiles in satisfaction, knowing it is going to stay firmly lodged where it is at this point.

     "Fuck, I think I just came a bit without touching myself," the otter says as he idly strokes that massive, slick, twitching horsecock, letting his fingers glide over the bumps on the underside of that lovely cockflesh caused by the vibrating beads that are stuffed inside.

     Clyde starts panting and drooling again as his nerves begin firing off signals all throughout his body, making the sensation of having multiple vibrators in his urethra feel like a thousand tiny hands stroking and massaging the sensitive nerve endings from inside his body, sending waves of ecstasy washing through every fiber of Clyde's being. The stallion tries to move his limbs about but to no avail. Gasping and panting, he moans out loudly as his body tenses up powerfully.

     Clyde nearly yells, "Oh god, Ollie, I'm gonna cum!" As some of the ropes and restraints cause the metal in the van's structure to creak from the stress of the tensing stallion.

     Ollie blinks a few times before reaching down as he quickly fumbles for the control box to the vibrating beads plugging the stallion's urethra, immediately turning them off and plopping down on his butt as he watches the stallion slowly start to relax even as the only stimulation now is the full feeling of the beads stuffed inside his pulsing dick. "Oh no you don't! Not yet!" he chirps out in a demanding tone that Clyde couldn't help but find adorable.

     The stallion gasps for breath, shaking his head as he exhales, feeling completely on edge, his massive balls aching for release. "Oh, Ollie, you devious little furball!" he says, still panting and drooling as his veiny, overstuffed cock twitches and slaps heavily against his belly and chest fur.

     Ollie giggles softly and walks over to Clyde's face. Leaning forward, he gives the massive, bound stallion a deep, wet kiss. Ollie happily sucks on the stallion's huge tongue as best as he can for a few moments before breaking the sloppy kiss, stepping back, and churring, "I know! Aren't I just a little bastard," he says with a chuckle while walking behind Clyde to give the stallion's beautiful, muscular ass a few playful swats on each cheek with his webbed handpaws before walking back to the stallion's head.

     "We have plenty of time for you to make plenty of big, cummy messes," the otter says seductively. He then puts his handpaw on Clyde's muscular neck and begins tracing his little claws lightly through the stallion's fur and skin beneath as he walks slowly back towards the stallion's rear end again, causing the big horse to shiver and moan in the steamy interior of the van they have created. Ollie looks under Clyde at that giant horse cock hanging low between the bound male's legs, stuffed with those graduated urethral beads... Ollie couldn't help but bite his bottom lip at the sight, causing his otter cock to throb and twitch with excitement just before he reaches between his legs to give his aching member a few light strokes. He really wants to cum; it is almost all he can think about, but he has one of the most powerful and handsome creatures he's ever known tied up in a hot-rodded van in the woods, completely submitted to his every whim and sexual desire, so there is no way he's jerking out a load now.

     Ollie churrs softly. "Where were we?" he inquires, sliding his palm along Clyde's cheeks as he affectionately examines its firmness and muscled form. He then approaches the horse's aching balls from behind the stallion's spread legs and lightly runs his claws down to them. He then reaches between his bound lover's legs to cup and weigh those enormous testicles, feeling the velvety texture of the leathery skin on his paws and bluntly exclaiming, "Holy hell, these are heavy!" 

     'What an absolute perfect specimen of maleness Clyde is!' Ollie thinks to himself, absolutely smitten over the gorgeous stallion. The black-furred masculine being that is Clyde, which is many times Ollie's size, emits such unbridled power and energy that it almost causes Ollie's heart to jump out of his chest with every touch, smell, and muscle twitch. It takes him a few moments just standing there, holding and staring at those balls from behind, before he shakes the fog of lust and admiration from his vision.

     Clyde lets out a moan of pleasure as the otter's paws massage his hefty testicles, squeezing them gently and kneading them with those skilled little webbed fingers, causing the bound stallion to let loose another loud grunt. "Oh, Ollie... that feels wonderful," Clyde moans softly.

     "You're going to get these big boys drained soon, don't you worry," Ollie coos quietly as he leans forward to lick the underside of one of Clyde's enormous balls, tasting the salty sweat and groaning softly as he savors everything about the huge male bound in front of him. Ollie presses his nose into the cleft of the horse's nuts from behind; the giant stallion's testicles rest heavily on his snout as he sniffs in deeply, taking in Clyde's wonderful scent and drinking in the masculine smell of his musk, his essence, and his arousal as he basically motorboats the horse's obscenely large testicles. The otter trills happily as he ducks under that pendulous sack, grabbing the horse's cockshaft overhead with his paws, before tilting his head up and playfully sticking his long pink tongue out to lick at the thick base of Clyde's throbbing shaft with those huge horse balls pressed against his forehead.

     Clyde strains against the restraints, neighing softly, trying to fight his animal instinct to just thrust his hips in hopes of finding a hole to cum in, groaning and enjoying every moment, never having been in a situation like this before with a much smaller male having so much control over the usually dominant stallion, his cock stuffed and plugged fuller than it had ever been in his life, his massive, precious testicles, and his puckered black donut of an asshole completely exposed for the otter to do whatever he wanted to the massive stallion... He couldn't help but enjoy the role reversal as the little otter teased and controlled the stallion's pleasure. 

     To say it is a heart-racing rush would be an understatement.

     Ollie decides to turn things up a bit, as he reaches down to grab the controller to the vibrating beads plugging the stallion's cock and grins as he, oh so slowly, turns them up. Barely registering at first, until he sees the stallion's cock tensing up as the vibrations get strong enough to stimulate that massive, veiny, 3-foot-long penis. He keeps turning them up until Clyde starts tensing, panting, and drooling, then leaves them at that setting. He gets back behind the stallion, hopping up on the bed to survey the massive bound creature in front of him and enjoy the sights, sounds, and smells that entails. His otter-cock is twitching painfully and making him moan slightly as he wonders what part of the stallion would be best to relieve his pressure in. He zeroes in on the ass of that beautiful creature as Clyde's silky-haired tail flicks side to side. He groans as he has to massage his aching otter balls while the thoughts dance across his mind. Just the idea of the small otter topping and dominating another male over twice his size was all he needed to decide what to do next. Ollie chirps with excitement as he hops down from the bed and over to that meaty, tight, muscular stallion ass, placing a hand on each ass cheek of Clyde's firm rear and leans in to abruptly french-kiss the stallion's perfect, clean, black anal donut, causing said stallion's powerful ass to clench up tightly around the invading tongue.

     Clyde's hefty cock slaps his chest and belly at the sudden additional stimulation to his rear-end, causing him to groan out in pleasure, "Oh! Frisky little otter! Fuck me! Please Ollie! Fill my ass with your otter seed! It's been so long!" Clyde pleads desperately; it had been quite some time since he was the one getting fucked, that he just kind of blurts it out in the heat of the moment from the otter's actions. He couldn't help but blush under his black facial fur at how embarrassing it must have sounded to beg the small river otter to fuck him. 

     Ollie groans in delight at the sound of the begging stallion as he takes another deep slurp of Clyde's clean, muscled asshole. He spreads Cyde's ass cheeks apart a bit more, leaning in and letting his whiskers rub across the smooth surface of that black puckered anal ring, stimulating it further, knowing how sensitive it is, and placing little kisses and licks, even a playful nip or two, on that raised anal donut.

     Clyde's eyes go wide, and he whinnies loudly, "Holy fuck... Oh, Ollie! Please, don't stop!" He moans, feeling his entire body tense up and tremble, his muscles tightening as Ollie continues licking and kissing at his tailhole, working his way deeper into the stallion's asshole. Ollie pushes his tongue hard past the equine's anal opening, sliding deeper into Clyde's bowels. He uses both hands now to grip onto the sides of Clyde's ass-crack, using his fingers to spread the horse's hole open, holding himself steady while he drives his tongue harder and faster through his lover's dark, velvety passage.

     As Ollie slides his tongue back inside the horse's ass, he begins massaging the ring with his thumbs, sending waves of blissful euphoria coursing throughout Clyde's nervous system. With great effort, Ollie pulls away from the intense kiss between mouth and butt, gasping for breath and exhaling with a shuddering sigh as he looks at his partner, who is still quite firmly restrained on hands and knees to the floor and walls. The stallion is smiling widely between panting breaths, making Ollie feel like nothing else could possibly matter right now except pleasing this handsome stallion, and if otter jizz in Clyde's butt is what Clyde wants, then otter jizz it shall be!

     But there is one big problem for Ollie: he is too damn short!

     The otter desperately looks around the van, idly stroking his cock to relieve some of the pain of wanting to mate with that massive stallion's ass. He reaches down to adjust the urethral vibrator speed on the control box a bit lower, as he didn't want Clyde to pop the cork just yet. Satisfied the horse wouldn't feel left out, he turns and raises the bed again to get at the storage compartment underneath, rustling around in there for a bit, throwing out a few things like blindfolds and mouth gags as he searches for something he swore he saw in there earlier.

     Clyde hears the commotion but can only move his head enough to get a side-eyed look behind him. Unable to do much more, he then closes his eyes and moans as the urethral beads continue to gently vibrate his cock from deep within—not enough to make him cum, but enough to keep him right on the edge as his massive member twitches and tenses from the vibration, occasionally slapping against his belly and chest.

     Suddenly Ollie calls out excitedly, "Found it!" he chirps, holding up a slightly bowed-out metal spreader bar with straps large enough to fit around the stallion's muscular thighs. He giggles almost maniacally as he hops out of the storage compartment with the spreader bar clutched in his handpaws.

     "Found what?" Clyde asks, unable to see what has the otter so giddy as he struggles against the bondage collar to try and see what is happening.

     Ollie notices Clyde constantly trying to look at what's going on, gets a devious little smile, and decides to grab the blindfold he found. Setting down the metal spreader bar for a moment, he churrs softly as he saunters his way over to the stallion's head. "Hey now, no peeking!" he says playfully as he leans down to give the big, bound stallion a sweet little kiss on the snout before placing the blindfold firmly over Clyde's eyes, blacking out the stallion's vision. "There, now you're good," he whispers in one of the horse's ears, giving it a squeeze and another little kiss that causes the horse's long ear to flutter a few times. Walking back, he grabs the spreader bar and begins to affix the leather thigh straps as close to the stallion's ass as he could, getting them nice and tight, to the point he has to lean back and push with a foot against Cyde's muscular legs while pulling on the strap with all his weight to lock them into their respective clasps, causing the stallion to grunt slightly at the new pressure around his thighs. He loosely test-fits the bar in place and sees that it will make a great platform to stand on when he gets to that point.

     Clyde feels helpless under the small otter's ministrations; he is bound down on his hands and knees with an immobilizing spreader bar between his legs, tightly strapped to his thighs, and now, on top of that, he has lost his sight completely with the blindfold. His heart is racing as his other senses are suddenly heightened. Ollie holds him in place with his rather expert-level knot tying and bondage expertise despite the fact that the sensation of having his cock rubbed and stimulated from the inside by the vibrating urethral beads alone is causing him to lose control, his cock feeling hotter than usual due to the amount of accumulated pre-cum trapped inside, and his hips bucking erratically as he attempts to thrust forward. It was amazing to see how quickly Ollie moved to tie up Clyde when this all started. Now, the horse knew better than most how fast an experienced bondage artist could work when motivated, and Ollie seemed beyond highly motivated. This little otter is an absolute sex freak, and it only made Clyde yearn for the little guy more and more by the minute! No amount of random hook-ups or anonymous gloryhole visits would ever top the time he was having with this small river otter right here and now.

     Then, suddenly, Clyde's train of thought completely derails as he feels the vibrations in his cock getting stronger, making him groan involuntarily. It seemed the Otter decided to play with the bead vibrator controller on the way back. The vibrations start slow but increase steadily until they become too intense for Clyde to bear. A moment later, the vibrations stop altogether. And just as fast, the vibrations return at maximum intensity, shaking Clyde's entire body and causing his muscles to tense uncontrollably as he bucks wildly against the restraints, trying to escape the sudden onslaught of pleasure assaulting every nerve ending in his cock and shooting throughout his body. And like clockwork, right on the verge of cumming as his broad cockhead flares, all the stimulation would instantly stop, holding him right on the edge for long enough to back off of the verge, then the vibrations would start again, bringing him right back to the edge! Over and over again! His cock was completely backed up with hot pre-cum. Then finally, after about three or four minutes—maybe even less—the vibrations completely stopped once more. As soon as Clyde felt the sensations cease, he instinctively tried to buck again, wanting desperately to cum, uncharacteristically grumbling as he fell back from the edge of climax yet again. But no sooner had he done so when he heard the click of a switch being pressed.

     The vibrations came back strong!

     Strong enough for Clyde to yell out, "Oh fuck! Just let me cum already! You sexy little bastard! Oh fuck, Ollie! PLEASE!" He nearly cries, drool dripping from his mouth and his body tingling from the overstimulation as his massive balls ache for release.

     Ollie loves Clyde's reaction and grins wide the whole time. He loves hearing his new lover scream in ecstasy. With a quick flick of his finger, Ollie turns on the vibrators and begins playing with the controls while continuing to fondle and massage Clyde's huge, swollen, dick and aching leathery balls.

     Clyde lets loose a low guttural moan as he starts to lose himself, and his mind drifts into blissful oblivion as he submits to the little otter.

     Ollie continues to manipulate the vibrating urethral beads deep within Clyde's cock, watching as the stallion's face contorts with pain, pleasure, and excitement. He really enjoys how easy it is to keep the handsome stallion on edge as that big, broad cockhead flares up right before climax, giving him a telltale cue to back off the stimulation every time. After a couple of seconds pass, Ollie stops the vibrations entirely, taking great delight in seeing the stallion struggle against the restraints, desperate for relief.

     "Come on, Clyde..." Ollie murrs quietly as he watches his new friend writhe. "You can't cum before me, or else I'll have to punish you more," he says in a rather happy tone for the words spoken.

     But Clyde couldn't do anything else. All he could think about is how badly he needs to cum, how badly he wants to feel those powerful vibrations inside of him once more, just enough to bring him over the edge and blow that torturous vibrator out of his plugged cockhole. 'How many times must I endure this exquisite torture?' he thinks silently. 

     A moment later, Clyde hears Ollie's voice calling out, "Okay, my turn!" the otter says as the stallion hears what sounds like a rubber band or latex glove snapping, making Clyde wonder what was next, just before the stallion feels a blast of something slimy and slick cover his asshole and start to run down his perineum and the back of his balls. Then the feeling of something pressing against his anal ring makes him arch his back while the pressure increases more and more; it wasn't until he felt the wriggling fingers that he realized the otter was pushing his lubed-up hand into the stallion's asshole!

     "Holy fuck, Ollie! Is that your hand?!?" Clyde blurts out excitedly as he feels another wave of arousal wash over his body, his plugged cock throbbing even harder as his eyes roll into his head in intense anticipation of what might happen next. Sure, he had taken much bigger guys and objects back there before this, but he could never have anticipated this!

     Ollie continues to apply firm pressure with his latex-gloved and well-lubricated hand, gradually easing it deeper into Clyde's accommodating rear entrance. With each deliberate movement, Ollie skillfully pushes until it eases past Clyde's tight, ebony sphincter, sliding all the way up above his wrist.

     Clyde moans loudly as his insides are filled with a new kind of pleasure, surprised at the otter's kinkiness yet again as Ollie moves his hand around, pushing his arm in deeper, up to his elbow, seeming to be searching for something in the horse's clean, silky bowels.

     Eventually, Ollie finds what he is looking for—a large, smooth, semi-hard, round object buried in Clyde's dark hole. "Ah! There it is! Mmmmm," he says with a murr from behind the stallion before pressing down HARD against Clyde's large equine prostate.

     This causes a flood of hot semen to rush into the stallion's plugged urethra, filling it to capacity and causing the pressure inside his cock to build as the stallion's anus contracts hard around the otter's intruding arm. Clyde nearly blacks out from the sudden rush of sensations, gasping deeply for breath between each contraction.

     Ollie lessens his pressure on Clyde's prostate, pulling back for a moment, allowing Clyde's body to relax slightly; however, not wanting to give him too much time to relax, Ollie quickly presses his fingers back against the stallion's prostate firmly, applying additional force to the sensitive spot.

     Again, the stallion's body goes rigid. He screams, "Oh fuck!" out loud as his cock slaps his chest fur with a loud thud, hard enough that it made the stallion cough from the sudden dick-slap he just gave himself. His urethra is so full of fluids that the underside of his cock is starting to bulge slightly now.

     A few moments pass, and Ollie removes his hand from rubbing and pressing on Clyde's prostate gland, stepping back and admiring his work as he watches the equine's black tailhole gape and pulse as it closes back up. He takes off the glove and tosses it into a little waste bin near the bed before he starts properly hooking up the bowed-out metal spreader bar that he had loosely fit in place earlier. Attaching the ends to the tight leather and metal straps around Clyde's muscular thighs, before hooking two support straps from the bowed-out part of the bar that was facing away from the stallion's fine ass to the leather bondage belt around the stallion's waist The otter then steps back and grins as he admires his ingenuity in using the spreader bar as a platform for him to stand on so he'd be able to fuck that lubed-up horse-donut properly.

     Clyde can only feel the otter attaching things to his thighs and waist, further immobilizing him and making him grunt each time something is attached or made tighter. As Ollie works his way along Clyde's legs, checking that everything is secure, Clyde realizes just how vulnerable he really is. His mighty heart flutters a bit as he recognizes how much he is trusting this sexy little male river otter, but he is none-the-less excited to share his body in such a way with that amazing little mustelid.

     After Ollie finishes securing the last strap, he walks up to Clyde's head and places both paws on the larger male's head and neck, gently rubbing the stallion's mohawked mane, leaning forward ever so close to the stallion, and whispering in his ear, "Now, my pretty pony. I'm gonna ride you bareback!"

     With that said, Clyde moans softly while a shiver of pleasure runs down his spine, making his plugged and heavy cock slap hard against his own belly again, wanting it so badly that he doesn't have anything to say and is only able to let out an anticipative snort.

     The small brown otter walks back around to the stallion's rear end and reaches down to grab the controller for the vibrator beads still plugging Clyde's cock, and hangs it on one of the leather thigh buckles for easy access in case he needs to add any extra stimulation. Ollie grabs one side of the metal bar and lifts himself onto it, straddling it as if perched atop a balance beam before sitting up on it. He tightly grasps the leather straps supporting the bar that are connected to the stallion's waist belt as he leans forward to pull himself up. Standing upright once more, he gives the bar a few careful bounces and is satisfied when it barely moves an inch. Ollie looks down upon Clyde from his new, higher vantage point and moans softly at the sight of the powerful stallion immobilized below him like a big, hunky piece of meat on display.

     "So this is what it looks like when bigger guys take you from behind... I love the view!" he says with a deep, dominant churr in his voice. He looks down at the stallion's puckered ass and then at his own twitching ottercock at just the right height, dripping his hot otter precum to the carpet below his horse-fuck platform. "Well, it's gonna be like throwing a hotdog down a hallway, but damn is it gonna be fun anyway!" he says playfully and rather dominantly for a creature his size.

     Clyde can feel the otter moving around from the pressure on his thighs and the leather bondage belt around his waist. He then blushes deeply under his fur when Ollie talks dirty to him. Making his swollen and plugged cock twitch in anticipation of getting fucked by the otter. It had been quite some time since Clyde had bottomed for another male, but never like this—so many nights alone, lying awake, wondering about who might want to take advantage of a stud like himself, but surrounded by a sea of bottoms and submissives everywhere. Now, here he is—helpless, tied up, blindfolded, and ready for a horny, four-foot-tall otter to use him as a toy to satisfy his every need! All Clyde knows is that it is nice to have someone else in control for once, knowing that Ollie is going to fuck his brains out tonight, and that he will enjoy every second of it, regardless of how much of a mess it makes in his van.

     Ollie gets a firm grip of the belt around Clyde's waist and uses his thick, muscled tail to expertly balance on the bar, looking down proudly at the immobilized stallion's beautiful body beneath him, smiling, his heart nearly pounding out of his chest, his cock throbbing painfully, absolutely soaked and dripping with pre-cum... He leans slightly forward with his hips pulled back, the tip of his tapered cock lightly poking the stallion's lubed-up, black anal ring right in the center of the muscled donut, staring intently as he grabs the straps holding his little platform tighter and moans out in pure delight as he pushes his hips forward, slowly penetrating the stallion's large, welcoming pucker hole with his slick otter cock. Ollie grunts deeply while working the first inch or two of his dick inside Clyde, before pausing momentarily to just enjoy the feelings shooting through his groin as the lubed-up muscular ring of the stallion's ass flexes and twitches around his invading member. Following that, he pushes deeper, sinking another few inches of his hard length past the plump ring of muscle surrounding Clyde's anus. A moan escapes from the otter's lips, followed quickly by a loud guttural groan from the stallion as Ollie impales him with a few more inches, then the last few, as all seven inches of otter penis disappear into the stallion's slick tail hole. His pre-leaking cock twitches and throbs in Clyde's hot and silky anal cavity as the otter presses his furry sheath against the stallion's sphincter and his pre-soaked furry balls rest against the stallion's perineum.

      Clyde feels the heat coming off Ollie's slick shaft inside him; the feeling makes its way up his spine and stimulates nerves throughout his whole body. He knows what to expect next. And he desires nothing less than to feel those furry otter balls slapping loudly against his perineum as Ollie fucks him mercilessly. He doesn't know how much further Ollie plans to go, but he hopes that Ollie will keep going forever at this point. As far as Clyde is concerned, he could die happy knowing he got to experience such intense, raw, unbridled sex with such a handsome, sexy, and deviously kinky little otter like Ollie.

      As if reading Clyde's mind, Ollie pulls away suddenly, causing Clyde to sigh, almost sadly, as the otter's cock slips completely out of him. Ollie pants softly as he holds his throbbing cock outside the stallion's hole long enough to keep himself from blasting off right there; he wanted to fuck the stallion's brains out and not be a two-pump-chump as he does all the little mental tricks he can to suppress the rising tide, so to speak. 

     Oh, Ollie could blow multiple loads all night long and likely will, but he wants this first one to be special. 

     After a few moments, the otter is convinced that he has tamped down his impending orgasm. Taking a deep breath, he wastes no time in thrusting his entire throbbing cock back into the stallion's asshole till his sheath is practically poking inside the horse as well. His balls slapping wetly against the equine's perineum once again, then pulls out and thrusts home once more, and again... repeating over and over, moaning and drooling through his slack mouth while his pink tongue hangs limply out one side of his muzzle. He grips the leather straps attached to the horse's bondage belt. He pounds that massive stallion's asshole relentlessly, only slowing down when he felt the pressure building in his loins before picking up the pace again when it slightly subsided... pumping his hips as he leans slightly forward to angle his cock down more, he puts his right foot paw on Clyde's right inner thigh, slightly angling his hips askew, until finally, with his deepest downward thrusts, the tip of his cock bumps and rubs against the stallion's prostate.

      Clyde was beyond words. He knew he should have been screaming profanity-laced obscenities at the top of his lungs, but he grunts and neighs quietly, gasping out pleasurable sounds each time Ollie's smooth otter cock slides deep inside him. Each stroke causes his ass muscles to clench tightly around Ollie's veiny, tapered rod, drawing a low grunt from both men every single time, until finally, Clyde lets loose a loud yelp of pleasure as the otter's cock stimulates his prostate. With his eyes closed tight and his head thrown back, Clyde exhales deeply several times before letting out a long breath, shaking ever so slightly as Ollie continues fucking him harder and faster, his powerful strokes driving his arousal to new heights. The stallion's fingers curl reflexively, and his ears are pinned flat to his skull as Ollie drives his cock deeper and deeper into Clyde's stretched-out rectal passage. The smell of sweat, male musk, and sex permeates the air between them as Ollie picks up his tempo without mercy, actually causing the suspension of the van to creak. His breathing quickens, his jaw clenches hard, his lips form a thin line, and his nostrils flare open wide, saliva dripping freely from his mouth. 

     Ollie reaches the peak of his excitement, he slows down just a tad, pulling his cock out of Clyde's asshole with a loud sucking sound and releasing his grip on the strap holding him in place. Due to his intense desire to fuck Clyde's ass with all his might, Ollie finds it difficult to slow down. After a moment of rest and relaxation, he pushes his pelvis forward and plunges his slick, pulsing cock straight into Clyde's asshole once again, huffing heavily as he pumps his dick rhythmically in and out of the stallion's ass, stroking the bulb of the stallion's prostate gland and sending waves of euphoria coursing through both their bodies.

      The sensation makes him dizzy. The taste of salty sweat mingles with the flavor of male musk and pheromones, filling his senses as Ollie keeps pumping his pulsing cock in and out of the stallion's now-well-used butt. Over and over and over until Ollie starts feeling like he wouldn't be able to suppress his impending eruption much longer, making him reach for the controller to the urethral beads still jammed in the horse's urethra... The otter pauses for a moment, he never imagined that he would find another lover who enjoyed having their ass fucked quite so thoroughly and passionately by a male half their size, but here he is, leg up on the stallion's ass and pounding away. And he adores everything about it. 

     Ollie finally reaches his limit, ready to explode and impossible to hold back... He can tell by the way the stallion's ass is gripping his dick, the way the horse is panting and groaning beneath him, and how that asshole feels like twitching velvet wrapped around his cock that Clyde has reached his breaking point too. He then cranks up the intensity of the urethral vibrator beads to their maximum setting and drops the controller to the floor, simultaneously as he releases a long, hot, salty rope of otter cum from his now powerfully pulsating member.

      The massive bound and blindfolded stallion whinnies and yells out in unexpected shock that quickly becomes a long moan of ecstasy as the beads stuffing his urethra start vibrating on their maximum setting while the otter pounds against his prostate with each thrust, making his entire three-foot-long horse cock vibrate with pleasure from inside out, causing his penis to tense and slam against his chest and stomach as his broad cock head flares...

     And finally... 

     After so much teasing and edging...

     Clyde's glorious horsecock begins powerfully swelling with his feverish pent-up orgasm! The first plugged-up blast bloats out the underside of his cock as it pressurizes his plugged urethra and backs up the pipes. The second blast bloats out his urethra even more, as he feels a pain and fullness he had never felt before deep into his groin. The vibrating beads are now straining against his urethral crown opening and pushing outwards towards the only exit as the pressure builds. Finally, the third blast is all it takes to dislodge the vibrating beads, causing them to shoot out of his urethra like a bullet from a gun! All the plugged-up pre-cum and semen blasts out with a wet, squelching noise. This is immediately followed by ropes, globs, and torrents of Clyde's stallion-sauce rocketing out of his powerfully pulsating horse penis in a fountain of steaming, pearly-white ejaculate all over his chest, neck, arms, the leather privacy curtain to the front seats, and the plush red carpeting below. The beads that were jammed in his cock are now bouncing around wet and wild in the puddle of cum in front of him while more bursts spray all over them as he blasts out one after another, each stream seemingly larger than the last as Clyde screams loudly with every new burst of creamy seed erupting from his flared, spasming, horse dick.

      Ollie clings to the straps holding the spreader bar, buried balls deep in Clyde's ass, randomly gyrating and spasming his hips as he pumps his salty load into Clyde's bowels in burst after blast of his hot and slimy otter cum. As Clyde continues powerfully climaxing, his anal muscles milk the otter's cock for everything the smaller male has, leaving the otter a moaning, drooling, orgasming mess as the cum is practically sucked out of his cock in long streams and ropes to paint the velvety insides of the muscular stallion's depths with his creamy seed. 

     Finally, with a single loud gasp and shuddering buckling of his knees, Ollie unleashes the most powerful explosion yet—a final torrent of sticky white otter seed shoots straight against the stallion's prostate hard enough to make Clyde whinny from the feelings of intense pleasure inside him, just as Ollie collapses and falls backward, his cock slipping out of Clyde's ass with a single long string of cum clinging to it stretching between the tip of his otter cock and the stallion's anal ring before he lands on his back with a little squeak on the plush carpet behind the horse.

      Clyde's orgasm dies down just as Ollie's does, and he feels and hears the otter slip out of his ass and fall back, thudding on the floor behind him. A final, audible rope of cum squirts from his now-softening cock, adding to the nearly two gallons worth of cum he just sprayed out in a single orgasm that felt like getting ten all at once. The massive stallion goes limp in his restraints, making the metal and suspension of the van creak, his eyes rolling into his head and closing as his brain and body are awash in a sea of blissful afterglow.

      Both males are exhausted and lost in a sea of blissful afterglow. Ollie lies face-up on the plush carpeted floor of the van, breathing heavily as he slowly regains his breath. Ollie gently strokes his aching balls, attempting to regain his composure. Meanwhile, Clyde hangs from his bondage harness, causing metallic creaking noises every time he moves, breathing deeply through his nose and inhaling the scents of sweat, sex, and leather. The only other sound is of the urethral beads still wetly vibrating on max power in a pool of horse jizz as Clyde sighs contently, knowing that he and Ollie will remember tonight for the rest of their lives.

TO BE CONTINUED...