Beach Daze

	Ivan was a bit nervous, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he walked behind his boyfriend. He was an otter, brown fur coating his entire body except for his hands, feet and tail, which were more leather like with deeper brown coloration. The webbing between his toes lightly scratched along the fine golden sand, though it was hard to tell in the half moon light. His whiskers twitched as the otter looked down his body, flushing at his near nudity in a black speedo and the barely visible start of his thicker pubic fur.
	His gaze flicked back up to the back of his boyfriend, Phillip. Phillip was a cetacean, a dolphin precisely, nearly fully gray except for the white stripe that went from his neck, down his chest and between his legs to fade out near his tail fluke. Ivan flushed even deeper, knowing this from not only Phillip’s even tighter speedo but from the fact he’d seen the cetacean fully naked before. The dolphin didn’t bother to hide his nudity too often, being one with internal genitals, unlike the mammal’s flopping dick and weighty balls hanging under.
	Phillip’s tail swayed with every step, being more pronounced in front of the otter as he lightly looked about nervously. At this late hour, there was virtually no one else on the beach as the waves crashed onto the shore. He still couldn’t believe he’d let that gray finned boyfriend of his convince him to stay up late and come out for a late night swim. Even then, he’d seen the mischievous gleam in the cetacean’s eyes saying that there was something else he was hatching in that mind.
	It was that same mind that made the two of them a couple. It had started pretty innocently. In fact, it was the same time a year ago that they had first met. I can being the shy type he was had decided to skip out on the over crowding that all the beaches were during the day and spend his day swimming at the campus’s indoor swimming pool by himself. He himself wore trunks, no shirt surprisingly but he figured no one would come in and didn’t have to worry about it. He had been going laps underwater, enjoying himself when he surfaced near the edge, wiping his eyes and breathing in the air he had depleted under the water. His eyes snapped open in shock when he had heard Philip’s voice complimenting his form and his swimming in that order. It made the otter blush and recede a bit but the dolphin started talking about swimming and the two had started meeting at the pool now and then.
	It had progressed well, making Ivan come out of his shell around his new friend. After five months of just chatting and swimming and having progressed to normal hanging out, the two of them had become an item. It was during one of those parties that Ivan wouldn’t have gone to if his friend Philip hadn’t asked him to come to it. The party had started like any other but soon devolved into the wild sort that all colleges are use to and the otter was clearly agitated about it. He had excused himself from whatever group he had been around and left, heading back to his own dorm room. It was pouring as the otter walked back, lightning breaking the air as the thunder boomed like it tried to break the sound barrier. Annoyed and frustrated, the otter took long strides before a hand on his shoulder spun him around to reveal Phillip.
	They had yelled at each other there out on the street, close to the dorm. It was more to be heard over the noise around but raised voices would have been had regardless of weather conditions. It had lead to blood pounding in ears heart to heart talking before Ivan did something he would never have done had he not be irritated. He had stepped forward and placed a kiss on the shocked cetacean’s lips. Immediately the otter went into shock mode and took off. He broke off the normal track and ran to hide in the library, one of his favorite places to be. And the dolphin seemed to know Ivan verily well as Phillip appeared only a few minutes later to a sniffling, teary otter. There they had their second kiss. And their third. Once they were done with the saliva swapping, it was official as the cetacean asked the mammal out on a real date.
	Ivan was brought back to the present as his boyfriend stopped and turned to look at him. That mischievous grin of the dolphin’s was a bit off putting, but the otter was use to it by now. With a beckoning hand, Phillip got the timid mammal to follow him down the beach and into the salty water. The tides pushed against them some as they swam into the ocean, Ivan staying closer to the surface than the cetacean as he followed the cetacean. Soon enough, Phillip turned to face the otter, who blushed as the dolphin came close and lightly pecked his furry cheek, whiskers bending. As the cetacean pulled back, Ivan was met with a splash of water to his face. Glaring at his boyfriend, the otter proceeded to throw his arm into the water to spray Phillip with the salty sea. Thus, the playful night between the two began.
	It couldn’t have been more than ten minutes or so later that the dolphin dipped under the surface. The mammal turned about, expecting a rear attack. Instead, the otter felt hands on his sides before the slipped lower. Ivan let out a gasp of surprise, arms already lowering as he knew what the sneaking cetacean was doing. It was too late as the otter was to realize, having to move his arms to stay afloat as his legs became tangled in his speedo. Phillip had pants’d him underwater and was now pulling them free. Once the mammal was completely nude and flushed did the dolphin reappear, holding the speedo in his hand balled up.
	“Phillip!”
	“Now the big boy games start.” The cetacean said as he stuck out his tongue, turned and threw the speedo up to the surf. It was followed soon after by Phillip’s own swimsuit as Ivan drew closer to the shore, flushed and wanting to get his swimwear back. He was held up by his boyfriend, who turned and grabbed the otter by his arms on either side. Kicking together, they stayed afloat until one of Phillip’s hands quickly darted down and grabbed onto Ivan’s balls.The mammal gasped lightly before a tongue was forcibly stuffed into his parted lips by the cetacean.
	The kiss depend as the tongue wrestled with his own, Ivan enjoying himself even as he flushed with embarrassment of what was happening. The hand on his balls moved and stroked at his dick, making him start to flare up in arousal even as he felt something hard press into his thigh. Phillip pulled back as the otter became mostly hard. With a mischievous glint in the eyes, Ivan knew they were about to have sex in the middle of the ocean.
	“P-Phillip-“
	“Shhh.” A finger to the mammal’s lips was all that was needed before the dolphin dove beneath the surface, lightly tugging on the otter’s tail. Getting the slight hint, Ivan took a deep breath before he plunged under the surface. Once below the water, the otter opened his eyes, looking about before spotting the cetacean a little ways down. Kicking his way deeper, the otter was surprised again when Phillip took ahold of him and pushed him into the sandy bottom. A feral like grin appearing on the dolphin’s face was the warning Ivan got before the cetacean turned around, Phillip’s jutting erection poking at the otter’s lips. The mammal was hesitant a bit at the very direct hint about what his boyfriend wanted. What decided the otter was when the dolphin had grabbed and stroked his erection softly, knowing that it was moments away from a muzzle around it and Ivan would choke on water if he didn’t have something to preoccupy his mind from the pleasure burst.
	Carefully, the mammal took the tapered pink shaft into his mouth, being sure to not let much water enter past his lips. The otter let out a slight gag as the cetacean shoved the rest of his cock into his muzzle, stabbing his throat before the mammal was able to adjust. It wasn’t unusual for Phillip to do something like this to him, so Ivan just rolled with it, rolling his tongue along the dolphin’s dick. A slight shaking from Phillip was all Ivan got before the cetacean took the otter to his hilt. The mammal writhed under the dolphin, wanting to call out his pleasure but instead just started to bob his head. After Phillip had ridden Ivan’s virginity into smithereens, the cetacean took it upon himself to find new and kinky ways to have fun. Though for all the sex they had shared, the mammal was never asked to have his cherry popped by his boyfriend, a thing that made him sad a bit but also greatly relieved.
	Ivan was brought back to the present as the dolphin started to hump his face while bobbing on the otter’s length. The mammal’s tongue swirled around the tip as it left his mouth, flicking and licking as it came back in. He was too scared to try sucking as his air was already limited. Phillip, on the other hand, had no such qualms and started sucking and licking. The otter was leaking pre already, a sign that Ivan needed to step up his own game. Hands rose to grab onto the dolphin’s slick ass cheeks, squeezing and groping before one hand found it’s way between them, roughly inserting two fingers. If the rigid form of the cetacean was any indication, it seemed that the mammal had surprised the dolphin with this penetration and Ivan was all too happy to start roughly pumping his furry fingers. Phillip started his own faucet of salty pre from the actions the otter performed, much to Ivan’s satisfaction. He was always happy he could please his boyfriend when they had sex.
	Even though it had started only a minute or so ago, the immenent danger of drowning and the physical pleasure was becoming too much for both of them. Akin to the adrenaline that came from the concept of being caught, Ivan began to tense up, his furry ball sack raising to his body. It was then a shock when Phillip started to writhe himself, spurting the thick dolphin seed into the otter’s throat. The cetacean was known for his stamina and endurance in bed, at least to the mammal, so the fact Phillip finished first was both rare and surprising. It made the otter swallow the first few shots before his eyes widened and crossed. His own dick pulsed before shooting his own musky cum into his boyfriend’s slick gray muzzle. Ivan just laid in suspension, not swallowing the cetacean’s seed but not spitting it out either. It wasn’t until his own orgasm had died down the desperate need to breath took over. Phillip seemed to agree a bit as the dolphin started to kick his way to the surface, dragging a poor and addled otter along.
	Both broke the surface, Phillip breathing as he gazed skyward and Ivan nose breathing looking at the sea. His mouth was still filled and he wanted to enjoy the taste of his boyfriend’s semen. Breathing a few times, he went to swallow but the cetacean darted in, tongue diving into the otter’s maw. Ivan was shocked again, as Phillip kissed the mammal, taking his own seed into the gray skinned muzzle. When the dolphin pulled back, the otter swallowed what was left, a bit speechless as he blushed bright red.
	“You know Ivan, my own cum is only my second favorite seed.”
	The otter flushed even deeper, lightly swimming and letting the tide bring him to shore with his boyfriend. “A-and your first?”
	“Yours.”
	The mammal blushed even deeper if possible. It seemed like that was it but as his feet touched sand beneath the water, the dolphin turned to the otter.
	“But you know, I really prefer your cum splattering inside my ass.”
	Ivan’s jaw dropped before he realized the cetacean’s sneaky hand had already grabbed his flagging arousal and started stroking again. The otter wasn’t entirely sure, but he thought that maybe Phillip was insane. And he was the insane one to fall for that gray skinned demonic sex hound.