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Calem fingered the handles on his shopping bag, whistling happily to himself as he strolled back to the apartment. The weather had finally gotten warm enough that he could walk comfortably to the local mall in shorts and a tank top. The wild-dog-otter hybrid wore an oversized pair of sunglasses, a loose, knitted beanie, and was trying his best to pretend that the high-sixties warranted the summer attire.

The mall trip had been rather boring and disappointing, but at least one purchase of his was sure to make the day more interesting when he got home. He'd planned on being gone for another few hours, but there was so little people at the mall that he felt too awkward wandering some of the stores alone. He'd have dragged his boyfriend, Blott, with him, but the squirrel had an early work meeting to attend.

It surprised Calem when he saw Blott's car still in the parking lot as he approached; maybe the meeting was cut short, or cancelled altogether. A grin spread over the otterdog's face and he bounced up the steps towards their home with a plan in mind. The key slid into the lock effortlessly and the door was kind enough not to squeak as he pushed it open to slide inside.

The lights were still off in the apartment and everything was bathed in the sun coming through the blinds. Calem reached down into his bag and pulled out a pair of fluffy, pink handcuffs. There were a few other items inside, but this would do for now; not all the stores had been disappointing. Calem edged his way down the hallway toward the bedroom, expecting to find the squirrel naked and sprawled across the covers asleep.

Blott, an orange and white squirrel, was not sprawled over the bed, was not naked, and most certainly was not asleep. Blott was a good few inches shorter than the otterdog, though those big, tufted ears could certainly perk to make up the difference. The squirrel had a thin, toned frame that looked good with any number of clothes, though his current attire wasn't one Calem often got to see.

A bright, yellow spaghetti-strap shirt was attop Blott's torso and his huge, bushy tail was lifting up the edge of a floral-printed mini-skirt. Lacey, black panties were visible under the patterned skirt and from where Calem stood he could hear the soft whimpers from the squirrel's mouth. Calem suppressed a growl of approval of his boyfriend's girly clothes, watching silently.

Beneath the tail, under the skirt, the panties were tugged to one side and a thick, blue toy was pressing up into the pink hole. Blott was making soft whimpering noises as he lowered himself down onto the toy, grinding against a thick knot at the base, though he didn't take it just yet. A clear tube ran from the bottom of the toy, connected to a plastic plunger for distributing lube. Blott's current position had both his arms behind him on the bed, one clutching the plastic tube while the other gripped the sheets.

Calem chuckled inwardly. "Always telling me to put a towel down when he thinks we're gonna make a mess, and now he's dripping lube onto the sheets," he thought. His cock throbbed between his legs, letting him know just how much the perverse show was turning him on. It was time to get in on the action.

The squirrel was apparently in his own world and didn't hear the predatory wild-otter approaching from behind. Calem was holding the cuffs in both hands, rings open to latch onto the squirrel's wrists. Just a few more feet and he'd be close enough to strike...

Calem was certain his heartbeat would give him away as it pounded in his chest. The anticipation was driving him wild, and he was so close to snapping those rings closed on his boyfriend's wrists. One more step..

Blott let out a breathy moan and squeezed down on the toy inside him, resting just atop that silicone knot. He let out a steady breath and his head tilted back, eyes closed. Then one of those large, tufted ears twitched. Calem froze. The ear twitched again and Blott's head whipped around, eyes snapping open to see the fluffy otterdog waiting to strike.

"C-calem!" he breathed.

Calem recovered quickly and surged forward the last couple feet, clamping the cuffs down over the squirrel's wrists and knocking him to one side.

Blott yelped out in surprise, instinctively trying to pull his hands out to catch his fall, but his wrists just strained at the cuffs and he fell on his side, plunger falling from his hand as he hit the sheets. "H-hey! Wait!"

The hybrid growled and climbed up on the bed, looking down at his captive mate. "My my, what big, fluffy, and apparently-deaf ears you have," he teased, reaching up to tousle the ears and short fluff on his boyfriend's head.

The squirrel's face was turning red from embarrassment at having been caught in his girly apparel; it wasn't something they often did together. "I thought you were going to be gone for a bit longer," he stammered, struggling to sit up, but the cuffs made it very difficult.

Calem put a paw on the squirrel's shoulder and shoved him forward onto his stomach. The knotted, canine toy popped free of Blott's passage with a slop of cum-like lube drooling against the back of the panties as they snapped back into place. "And here I thought that you were going to be at a meeting at work," he replied.

Blott grunted as he was rolled onto his stomach. The toy slipped free and his tail tried to lower to cover himself but Calem's paw caught the bushy appendage and held it away. "I-I had the wrong day," he said, squirming around and stretching his legs out along the bed.

The otter kept the tail away and brought his other paw down on Blott's butt with a resounding smack. "Up, knees under you," he commanded nonchalantly and the squirrel obeyed immediately. "When did you find that out? Keep your tail up," he added as an afterthought.

The squirrel's tail was let go, and Blott left it hiked up, exposing his lacey panties and lube-matted fur around his passage. "Um, I... I mean, I was up and halfway there. I called Layton to let him know I was running late and-" Blott arched his back and gasped as he felt his panties tug to one side and the thick, canine tip of the toy press back into him.

Calem's round ears swiveled down to the helpless squirrel. "Hmm? And what?" he asked, pushing the the toy deeper until the knot was kissing Blott's passage.

"And-and... I was. Um, I mean. I c-called Layton and he was still asleep and wondering why I was calling," Blott mumbled, trying to keep his sentences coherent as the toy dug at his insides.

Calem held the toy steady with one paw and carefully slid out of his tank top, tossing it off the bed. The shorts followed after, but he left his jockstrap on. His uncut length was straining against the fabric and drooling pre, but there'd be time to sate himself in a moment. "So, you just turned around and came home?"

Blott nodded and grit his teeth, paws clenching and unclenching against the small of his back. Even with the pink fluff, the metal still dug into his wrists as he tried to get himself free. Another whine left his lips as the toy ground against him before withdrawing.

"Hmm? Sorry, what? You came back home?" Calem asked casually, holding just the tip of the toy at his boyfriend's hole, barely keeping him spread open.

The squirrel panted through his nose and closed his eyes, nodding again. "Mmf, yeah, I turned back and came hooooooome," the last word came out as a long whine as Calem shoved the toy back into him, spreading him a bit wider as the knot threatened to breach his hole.

"You could have called and come up to join me at the mall!" the otterdog said, tsking disdainfully and twisting the canine toy around.

Blott's head rolled side to side and he panted happily, pressing his hips back against the toy only to feel it slide away. "I just wanted... uh, to get some alone TIME!" he yipped as the toy hammered back into him, sending a spike of pleasure up his spine.

Calem reached between Blott's legs and squeezed down on the front of the lacey panties. The squirrel's uncut length had absolutely drenched the thin material and he could feel it pulsing on edge. "Mmm, I see," he said, idly bouncing the length against his paw while working that toy back and forth. "And what about your cute little outfit?"

Blott clenched his teeth and huffed a few times. His balls had pulled close to his body as he rode the edge of a powerful climax. Calem was acting so casual about the encounter and it was driving him absolutely wild. The toy thrust in and out of him, punctuating his sentences with hard thrusts whenever he tried to speak. "I hadn't gotten to w-wear! it in a few weeeeeeeeks and I w-was feeling k-kind of su-ungh-ubby."

Calem couldn't help but shiver as well, throbbing in his jockstrap as he teased his boyfriend. He knew the shorter male was close. "Mmm, you're such a cute girl in this... should take you out for a nice dinner. Wine and dine ya," he chuckled. "What sounds good?"

Blott felt himself tipping past the point of no return as the thick knot spread him a bit wider on each thrust. It was gonna pop inside any moment. "O-oh, C-calem. Um. I w-want uh," he couldn't wrap his brain around anything with that toy pressing his prostate. The only reason he hadn't come so far was because Calem was content to work it slowly.

"You want... what? Come on, I'm all ears!" the hybrid said, grinning wide. He wiggled himself free of his jockstrap and dropped it on the bed within reach. His black shaft pulsed openly, a small river of pre running from his hooded head down over his fluffy, white balls.

Tears were forming in the corner of Blott's eyes and he whimpered pitifully. The pleasure was travelling up through his shaft, threatening a mess any moment. "P-pasta! Ah-ah-alfr...edo... um. Y-yeah, pasta." The squirrel's eyes squeezed shut and he arched his back, bucking back against that toy needfully.

"And for dessert?" Calem asked, halting the toy's movements and keeping the tip right inside.

"Tiramisu," Blott breathed, taking a deep breath to try and calm his nerves. No sooner had that word left his lips had the otterdog shoved the toy forward again. Hard. The knot popped inside audibly and Blott thrashed around on the bed with a cry of lust.

That was all that was needed to push the poor male the rest of the way over the edge. Blott's length pulsed and throbbed in his panties, against the hybrid's teasing paw. Cum gushed out against the thin, wet fabric. It splattered noisily against the bedsheets and long strings drooled from the lingerie to the bed.

Calem growled excitedly as he watched his boyfriend make a mess of himself and their bed. His own shaft ached for its own release and he had to have the smaller male now. He grabbed the plastic tube from where Blott had dropped it and pressed the plunger in, emptying a copious amount of the cum-like lube into his partner's hole until the tube was empty.

Blott felt the syrupy liquid slosh into his passage, filling him to the brim. His jaw was clenched tight as his cock continued to throb and dribble its load onto the bed. That thick knot under his bushy tail was twisted and tugged on a few times before Calem popped it free.

Lube slopped back out over the squirrel's rear and down across his thighs. Calem climbed into position behind his captive mate and sunk his member deep into the squirrel, displacing lube as he went.

Calem wasn't quite as big as the toy had been, especially with the knot, but it was a familiar stretch as the thick length opened him back up. Two fluffy paws gripped his shoulders and the otterdog's member plowed deep, already picking up speed. Calem wasn't certain he could have held back if he wanted to.

"Mmf, you're such a good girl... dressing up all cute for me," he whispered as he leaned over Blott's back. He was putting enough force behind his thrusts that Blott fell forward onto his stomach, stretched across the bed.

The hybrid just adjusted himself, straddling the squirrel's legs as he humped. With Blott's legs together, it was much tighter, but the flood of lube made things smooth. Sticky sounding slaps echoed in the room as Calem's heavy balls smacked the squirrel's rear.

"I-I'm glad you li-" the squirrel's words were cut short as Calem shoved his damp jockstrap into the squirrel's muzzle, silencing him.

"Shush," Calem said, panting happily as he thrust into his bound boyfriend. All that teasing had worked him up and he could feel his own orgasm approaching fast. "Such a.. cute... sexy girl..." he whispered, hunching over the squirrel and nipping at the back of his neck.

Blott played up his part for the otterdog. He whimpered and squeezed down on the length, arching up against his mate and tilting his head back to look up at the taller male.

Calem nipped a couple more times at Blott's neck, humping away and panting through an open maw. Lube was everywhere now as the canine-mix pounded away and the sheets would need a good washing. The hybrid's back went straight and a long groan was breathed against the squirrel's ears.

Even with the entire tube of lube emptied into Blott's passage, the squirrel could still feel the thick spurts of seed up inside his tail and the tell-tale throbs of his partner's length. He squeezed himself down on the otterdog and whimpered cutely.

Calem collapsed against Blott's back and gave a few more, weaker thrusts. His need poured out into the cuffed male and he shuddered happily. "Mmm, that's my girl," he teased, nuzzling into Blott's neck.

The squirrel carefully spit the jockstrap out and took a deep breath, sighing wistfully. "So... gonna take this girl out for some Italian?" he asked, wiggling his hips.

The hybrid grinned and ground himself into the sticky passage. "I think I can do that... but you gotta wear the panties," he teased.