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Sharp glades of cold air wicked along the curves of Kyle's face as he tried to read names from a small plaque. It was dark, snowflakes hammering into everything under the force of the dry wind. Despite the weather, Kyle eventually found the two words he was looking for and the number beside it. Written on a small slip of card slid into a protective cover read “Richard Maynard - #18," a grimy button lying adjacent to the words. Kyle pressed it and was relieved to hear a beep that indicated proper functioning.

“Hey Rich, it's me."

Kyle's words rung silently in the evening air for a moment, but a buzzing noise and a click soon followed.

“Hey bud! The door should be open."

Kyle shivered, glad to hear the kangaroo's voice. He quickly tried the short brown door, a shrill creaking noise ushering a wave of warmth over the human's face. Far more chipper than before, Kyle rushed into the building, shutting out the cold behind him. He shuddered as his body thawed, took off his gloves, and begin hurriedly walking up the stairs.

Upstairs, Richard stirred. He looked in the mirror, reassuring himself that his state of dress was appropriate. He had known the human for years, but this was a different level of interaction. The two were far beyond coworkerly chit-chat at this point, and the kangaroo was nervous he'd screw something up.

Kyle wasn't exactly calm either. As he jogged the cascade of steps, his mind was racing. Richard always had such a cool demeanor about him, a relaxing gravity that made Kyle feel as if he could just be himself. That, however, was before the kangaroo had asked him out. Maybe things would be different now.

A sequence of knocks and an opening door eased both of their worries. Kyle looked Richard in the eyes and smiled, the reddish furred face familiar and comfortable.

“Hey."

“Hi."

Neither male said anything for a moment, caught in each other's gaze. Richard looked down at Kyle, who was about half a foot shorter than he was. His skin was pale and freckled, ginger hair spiked to create an illusion of carelessness.

“Dinner's almost ready, if you want to come sit down," Richard said, shattering their quiet admiration.

“Sure. Where should I put my coat?"

“You can just throw it over a chair if that's alright with you. I suppose there are downsides to living in an icy hell, aren't there?"

“Tell me about it," Kyle chuckled.

The aroma of something cooking and the soft glow of the kitchen lighting felt like home, and Richard's soft musk had him feeling calm and slightly woozy. The human sat, carefully undoing his coat and leaving it on the chair's back. In front of him was an intricately carved wooden table, clearly very old but kept in impeccable shape. His legs were exhausted from a day of errands and sitting at his desk, and he finally had the opportunity to stretch them. As he quietly sighed in relief, Richard burst out of the kitchen with a baking dish balanced on one hand and a pot held in the other.

“Looks like a disaster waiting to happen," Kyle jested, more than half serious.

His worries were quickly quelled as the nimble kangaroo rested the dinnerware on the counter. Bubbling hot chili doused the table in a savoury scent, complimented by the weaker aroma of roasted vegetables.

“I happen to be an expert at moving hot things where I need them to be."

Heavy sarcasm was engraved on Richard's voice, a smug look on his face.

“We'll have to double check that later," Kyle followed. Despite his fur, the roo was obviously blushing at the admittedly ambiguous flirting.

At a slow pace, the couple ate and chatted. Kyle continued to make comments that were less than svelte, and eventually Richard began to reciprocate. This was, after all, a date. The chili was resoundingly good, balanced in flavour and not too heavy. It was vegetarian, of course, on account of Richard being a herbivore; Kyle couldn't have cared less given the circumstances.

“You know, you're quite the cook."

“You're quite the charmer."

By this point, the two had begun to drift from substantial conversation. The human's blue eyes laboured over each detail of Richard's body. Unfortunately, the table was hiding all of the good stuff, but Kyle was making do with his muscled arms and handsome face. Richard was doing the same. Across the table from him was a short, willowy man, the haphazard freckles that speckled his face seeming perfectly placed. Dinner pressed on, eventually turning heaping plates to barren dishes and content stomachs. Kyle insisted to help clean, but Richard was immune with his signature adamance.

As the night turned to a close, the human couldn't help but linger as he stood at the door. It was late, but he didn't want to leave.

“This was a lot of fun. We should do it again," Richard whispered.

“Yeah," Kyle exclaimed,

“We really should."

Richard gently smiled, eyes locked with Kyle's. The freckled face was sporting a toothy grin, youthful enthusiasm nearly bursting from his expression. Richard was intoxicated by the smile. The two stood awkwardly. Neither of them wanted to speak, but they weren't ready to part. Finally, the kangaroo spoke, scratching his head as he did.

“We've known each other for a while now, haven't we?"

“Yeah, I suppose it's been a bit over a year," Kyle replied.

“I guess you might even say it's like this isn't our first date," Richard said, slyly shrugging.

“No, I guess that's not unreasonable."

Kyle could read where the tall man was heading.

“You could, perhaps, even say that this might just be our third date, as far as our relationship stands."

His grin rekindled, Kyle stepped toward Richard, grabbing hold of his paws.

“Subtle," Kyle replied.

Richard leaned in and pressed his lips against the human's. The kiss quickly broke, but paved the way for a deeper one immediately after. Their tongues danced, the heat of the moment spurring Richard to pull Kyle in with one arm, grabbing his butt with the other. The kiss dragged on, eventually coming to a close as Richard confidently spoke.

“I don't mean to be presumptuous, but I've got a feeling that you've only ever been with humans. Am I wrong?"

Kyle was surprised at how quickly the kangaroo was escalating things, but he wasn't going to do anything to slow it down.

“No," he sheepishly replied.

Richard didn't need any more words. He pulled Kyle into another kiss, their eyes closing in the excitement. Kyle could feel Richard's humid exhalation on his face while his hand combed through the fur on the marsupial's head. Clumsily, the human was swept from his feet, cradled in muscular arms as if he weighed nothing. The world stepped around him as Richard ushered him towards the bedroom. He knew the smaller male well enough to tell he had no protests.

He didn't stop to turn on the lights, and thumped his body atop the mattress' quilt. Kyle was awkwardly rolled to his side, lying adjacent to Richard. Through the light of late evening streetlamps, Kyle stared at the man next to him. The kangaroo could see a look of absent hesitation on his partner's face, giving his wrist a squeeze to bring him back to reality. He smiled in return, unsure what to do next.

“Want to do a little bit of exploring?"

Kyle nodded his head and squeaked out a broken “okay". A moment passed, the human still frozen in place.

“How about we start here," Richard softly spoke, doing his best to assuage Kyle's discomfort. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it off of one arm, then the other. Kyle's mind was buzzing frenetically. He'd thought about Richard in this way many times before, but now that it was really happening he was apprehensive. Only moments before asking if he should stop, Richard watched Kyle break through his worry. He pulled off his shirt, too, and wormed his lithe body atop the kangaroo's gently furred muscles. Richard tilted his head to kiss him, their tongues dancing as Kyle's worries began to melt.

Withdrawing from the kiss, the human began to inspect Richard's shirtless upper body. He was lean, yet still muscled, and the fur on his belly was softer than the rest of him. He pressed his nose into the roo's pecks and took a deep breath, letting the potent animalistic musk crash down on him. Although he wanted to stay on the comforting chest fur, Kyle had bigger and better things to get to. He crawled down the toned body, his hands caressing Richard's strong thighs as the musky smell grew slightly stronger.

“How about we get our pants off?"

Kyle very well knew the night would go in this direction, but hearing it in the deep australian baritone of Richard's voice made it a lot more solid. He looked up towards the marsupial's eyes as his deft fingers undid the button of Richard's pants, then the zipper. The scent was different at his crotch - it was as if his regular odour had been magnified tenfold, and it carried a brand new bite of spiciness to it. He pulled the man's pants off, revealing a pair of black underwear beneath. Drunk on musk and in no mood to stop, Kyle made quick work of those, too.

“Wow," the human whispered. Based on size alone, he had assumed Richard would be packing, but what really struck him in the moment was the configuration of the package.

“It's a little different than what you're used to, but all the equipment works the same," a deep voice chuckled from above. Nestled between the muscled thighs laid two plump balls and a hefty sheath - but the testes were above it, not below. Between species, this kind of thing wasn't uncommon, but it always proved interesting in Richard's experience.

A quick study, Kyle began to fondle the sheath and play with the taught skin that caressed the orbs. The flesh that hid the kangaroo's penis was girthy in its own right. Radiating heat, the squishy sleeve easily filled Kyle's entire hand, only a layer of oily pubic fur between them.

With little coaxing, Richard's bright red spire began to squirm out of the sheath. It was thick and wet, nine inches long and tapering from a hefty base to a thin tip. Heavy waves of salty male reek pulled Kyle inwards, unable to resist the thick, almost waxy smell. His lips parted at the tip of the slick flesh, a bead of precum melding with his saliva. It burned on his palate, raw and undeniably masculine. The human began bobbing on the cock, letting more of the musky meat dance against his tongue. One of his hands stroked the section of roo-cock that overflowed from his jaw, the other toying with the balls, occasionally rewarding his mouth with a generous spurt of pre. The kangaroo was moaning, thrusting upwards against each movement of Kyle's head. Biting his lip, he regained some composure.

“I'm tempted, but I don't want to fill you up on that end."

Richard pulled the human off of his flesh, a string of spit and seminal fluid connecting the two dick to tongue.

“Besides, I haven't even had a turn to explore you yet."

Putty in the marsupial's paws, Kyle sat up between the muscular thighs surrounding him. He could feel Richard's moist breath over his shoulder, the bigger male's sinuous cock pressing on the small of his back.

“How about I take these off?" The kangaroo propositioned.

Kyle quickly nodded, quietly whimpering with desire. Richard's arms came around his sides, beginning to unbutton the human's pants like he had done so recently ago. Another pair of underpants were excised, revealing Kyle's much more modest five and a half inch member. Without a moment of hesitation, the soft pawpads and rounded claws on Richard's hand were wrapped around the shaft, Kyle's sensitive flesh pulsing at the stimulus. In quick, jagged strokes, the kangaroo began tirelessly jerking the human off. He squirmed at the ministrations on his body, overpowered by the pleasure. As if only to accelerate his excitement, Kyle felt the thin tip of Richard's prehensile cock kissing at his pucker. The lewd thought made his face flush and his back stiffen. Kyle's body was quivering at the frantic strokes, barely keeping up with the kangaroo's pace. The feeling of the blunt nubs of leathery skin squeezing on his length was enough to make his eyes roll back, surrendering himself to Richard's whim. The hot tapering cock smeared a trail of musky liquid along his back, stimulating him to bounds he had previously never known. Feeling a buildup of pleasure, he began to whimper in the dark bedroom.

“Rich… Richard, I'm going to cum."

He had to deliberately consider each phoneme as he spoke them to stop stuttering, his mind overloaded with emotion and sensation. Richard didn't have a large time window to reply, but he abstained altogether; ceaselessly pulling the foreskin over Kyle's cockhead before stroking back upwards. The human began to shudder, grabbing hold of the roo's furry thighs and squeezing tightly. Reading Kyle's body expertly, Richard began to fondle the human's comparatively small scrotum and balls with his free hand, feeling them clenching towards his torso. Finally, the intense beating was too much for Kyle, and his muscles spasmed at he began sputtering strings of cum along his chest. To heighten the climax, Richard continued to slowly stroke, squeezing the testes gently between his digits.

Heavy panting filled the room as Kyle slumped further against the marsupial's body. He could feel Richard's slow breathing against his torso, the fuzzy chest cushioning his back.

Trying to wheeze out a “wow," Kyle did his best to actuate his strained lungs and vocal cords. The resulting noise was best transcribed as “hurhgf", but Richard understood the intention.

As the human descended from the high, he could feel the pad of Richard's index finger pulling up against his slim chest, wiping a strand of his semen up. The appendage left Kyle's view, and his sex addled mind slowly tried to process what was happening. Eventually, he realized that the digit was being sucked clean in Richard's mouth above him. The idea felt so strange to him, the buff kangaroo cleaning the jizz off of his chest as he lay helpless in his lap. As the display continued, Kyle could feel the thick spire of flesh that was nested between his buttcheeks begin to throb as it became firmer. Realizing that Richard hadn't gotten off, he tried to think of a eloquent way to offer a blowjob, but he remembered the roo's earlier sentiment.

Air finally filling his lungs consistently, Kyle turned himself so the front of his body pressed symmetrically against Richard's. He pressed into a kiss, feeling a wet tongue explore his mouth as he ground their bodies together. Although he was well spent, he wasn't going to leave the kangaroo unsatisfied. The furred male began to take charge, groping Kyle's tight buttocks and running the ridge of his claw against the human's pucker. The world shifted around Kyle as he was lifted up and swiftly moved to lie face down on the bed. He could feel the mattress beneath strain near his legs as Richard moved to straddle him, planking on his knees and arms above the short man.

Nine inches of hot flesh began to press into him, the initial entry slow and deliberate. Any friction was quickly removed by the copious amounts of precum the roo had made while jerking kyle off, coating his cock in musky slickness. The tapering meat pressed on until it was about halfway inside the human. As Richard nibbled his lover's shoulder dominantly, he began to make powerful shallow thrusts in and out of the tight entrance. The humping was frenzied and irregular, the apex of each motion pushing the thickness in further. Kyle clenched at bedsheets while Richard panted into his ear, shivers of pleasure coursing through both of their bodies. The pace increased endlessly, the kangaroo's prehensile penis writhing inside and hammering Kyle's prostate with every quiver. The pleasure was immense, masking the pain of the thickness filling his bowels.

As the explosively strong roo legs continued to batter away, Kyle began to feel Richard's crotch fur slapping against his rear each time he bottomed out. Heavy testicles kissed at his lower back with the rhythm of the thrusts, warning of the tide about to come. With the most powerful thrust yet, the feeling of Kyle's body around the thick marsupial dick was too much for Richard. He tensed, holding his groin flush with the human's entrance. He began to unload his tremendous volume of seed into the man beneath him, heavy bursts of virile cum causing his urethra to bulge as his cock throbbed. Kyle could feel the volleys of semen burst into his core, delivered deep into his body by the nine inches of hard meat. Richard held the human down as he filled him, ensuring every droplet of his musky spunk stayed deep inside. Kyle was sure that the roo had ejected at least a cup of seed into him, feeling it slosh within his body as he gently rocked side to side.

Richard began to slowly pull out, feeling the worn sphincter loosely close and seal the emission inside. The couple collapsed, reeking of sex and out of breath. Kyle lay limply in place, soon feeling Richard's muscled arm wrap around him.

Sheltered from the blistering cold, the two began to fall asleep.

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Shockingly, I finished this on schedule! I'm pretty happy with how this turned out, although it might be a bit long. I really appreciate any feedback, so please tell me what you'd like to see next. Unless I get requests, I think that I'm the next two stories I write are going to be crocodile on human and bird on human smut. Thanks so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed it!