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Nudity around others wasn't something Robin was afraid of, especially if those others knew what he sported. In fact, he loved being naked; the taboo feeling of forgoing clothing and the comfortability of not being restricted or overheated by the fabrics was delightful, especially in the summer heat. He especially loved how his college roommate, best friend, and casual fuckbuddy Jake, an athletic rat just over four-and-a-half feet tall, encouraged this behavior.

What Robin didn't like was nudity in public. Cuntboys were a rare breed and exposing oneself as one always led to extreme embarrassment and a boat-load of prodding questions. Not to mention that it's also illegal and can lead to an embarrassing night in the slammer. So when Jake offered a certain bet before Robin made his weekly donut run, the twink mouse was wholly against it. At first.

Jake and Robin walked down the worn sidewalk to the donut store. It was a cool, windy Saturday morning, the kind of summer morning where you'd need a coat for the first few hours before the sun beat down on you full-force. Jake wore a light zip-up hoodie, a t-shirt underneath, and thin slacks. Robin wore a dull pink hoodie as well (sans the zipper), but unlike Jake, that was all he wore.

The pink hoodie was slightly oversized for Robin to the point where his hands are nearly obscured by the sleeves. This worked to his advantage as the thick top acted as a pseudo-sundress, just barely covering his nude nether-regions and plump cheeks. The shirt didn't have a tail hole however, so he had to be mindful of how his tail was oriented; if he lifted it too high, he'd expose his fine ass for the world to see.

As they walked, Robin kept his hands in the front connected pocket and had constant pressure applied downward in an attempt to keep his pussy covered. Jake was all too aware of his predicament, seeing as how it was his idea in the first place, and like a typical guy-friend, he decided to poke fun at the boy. He outstretched his hand, pushed it under the back of Robin's hoodie, and squeezed his ass. Robin squeaked and jumped away, quickly pulling the back of his top down and nearly exposing his front bits.

"Asshole", Robin grumbled. Jake laughed, causing the mouse to bristle.

"That's what I was aiming for!" he retorted, adding a bit of bounce to his step. When the smaller rodent huffed and scowled, Jake wrapped his arm around the boy. "Aww, come on Robin. You know you like it."

Robin sighed. "I do and I hate it." He puffed out his cheeks but allowed the rat to hold him. A gust of wind billowed down the street, threatening to upskirt the barely-clothed mouse. Feeling the cold air directly contact his delicate folds caused him to shiver and purse his thighs. "Ugh, this was a stupid idea!"

"And yet you still accepted the bet! Want to duck into an alley and let me warm you up?" Jake gave Robin a lewd, toothy grin and the boy grimaced in response.

"Let's just get the donuts and get back home." After around ten more minutes of weathering the wind, the two finally got to the donut and bagel shop they regularly visited. After another five, they finally got to the counter. They made their orders, Jake's an iced tea and a bagel and Robin's an iced coffee and a pair of donuts. When the cashier asked "For here or to go," Robin was about to choose the latter option, but Jake interrupted him.

"For here, please," he replied, feigning ignorance of Robin's sour stare. They got their tray of food and drinks and Jake dragged the mouse over to a booth. Robin was worried; his top adequately covered his body when standing, but if he were to sit, the cloth would ride up and expose his naked hips. It wouldn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what's going on.

Luckily for him, Jake was a smart individual and had already thought of a solution. After some egging from the rat, Robin slid into a booth and was quickly followed by him. From nearly every angle, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The cold plastic seat sent shivers up Robin's spine. Jake caught this and pulled Robin close.

"See? I have everything taken care off," he stated in a soft, caring tone. Robin was still slightly perturbed about his predicament, but he allowed himself to sink into Jake's grasp.

"Doesn't help that this seat is freezing. Couldn't you have at least let me wear some panties?" Jake chuckled and kissed the boy's forehead.

"That would defeat the point, fluff-butt." The two began eating their respective breakfasts, content with staying silent and stuffing their faces. Robin's chocolate-frosted donuts lightened his mood and after he finished his meal, he leaned against Jake. The larger rodent looked down at him.

"Did you even taste it?" Jake asked rhetorically.

"Not everyone eats as slowly as you. Plus I have a very good reason to want to get out of here."

"Horny already?" Jake bantered, snickering at Robin's distaste.

"Oh, shut up. You know what I mean." Jake pulled Robin closer, sticking him at an awkward angle. Robin thought nothing of it at first, believing the gesture to be more of Jake's jokes, but he squeaked in surprise when the end of Jake's hairless tail slithered its way around him and poked his entrance. Robin's face flushed red as his glared holes through the rat. "Don't you dare," he mouthed.

Jake sneered at the helpless slut as he slowly pushed his tail into Robin's cunt. His lips split easily and allowed the intruder inside, enveloping his appendage with moist, velvet flesh. Robin groaned and tried to remove the tail, but Jake squeezed harder and pinned the mouse's arms. Robin was helpless against the molestation as Jake pumped his pussy with his dexterous tail.

The cuntboy's breathing became heavy as he got closer and closer to his unwanted orgasm. He knew Jake wasn't an asshole and he could easily say the magic four-letter word, but being the slut that he was, he just didn't want to say it. He took the tail-fucking like a good boy and as Jake finished his breakfast, he rewarded him with his release.

Robin quaked as the familiar and beloved sensations of his feminine orgasm wracked his body. He swallowed his whorish moans and whines, not wanting to draw unwanted attention to himself. Thankfully for him, he wasn't a squirter so their little encounter would leave nothing behind for questioning eyes to see. When his release was over and he entered his afterglow, he headbutted Jake's chest. "Asshole," he muttered, trying and failing to keep up his bitchy attitude.

Jake chuckled again. "Maybe later." The duo gathered their trash, chucked it into a nearby receptacle, and took their leave. Robin's eyes darted to and fro, paranoid that someone knew what he transpired in that little booth in the corner. His vagina's tingling didn't help in this regard.

The wind picked up on their way back to the dorms and it was getting too difficult for Robin to inconspicuously hold his hoodie down. Jake bit his lip; he didn't want their taboo fun to be ruined by some bad weather. When the rat spotted an alleyway perpendicular to the majority of the gusts, he grabbed the mouse and pulled him in. Just as he did, a massive blast of wind wracked the street.

"Yeesh, what is with this weather?" Robin asked exasperated, thankful of Jake's quick thinking. The rat took out his phone and booted up a weather app.

"Windy weather advisory 'til five tonight," Jake stated with a sigh. "Well, we're only a couple minutes away and I think these alleys will make a decent detour." Following Jake's shaky memory of the streets, the two were soon in sight of the dorms; a mad dash across the road would get them into the safety of the building.

Robin started toward the structure, but Jake grabbed his hood and pulled him back into the hidden alcove. Robin shot him a glare. "What?"

Jake sneered. "You know, I've always wanted to do this." Before Robin could question him, the larger rodent spun him around and pushed him chest-first into the wall. Robin grunted and tried to push himself off, but Jake held him firm. With a little forceful encouragement, Robin was secure against the cold brick wall with his back arched forward and his ass uncovered and exposed.

Robin turned his head and stared daggers at Jake. "First the shop, now here? You can't keep it in your pants for another five seconds?" Jake laughed as he ground his still-clothed hard-on against the mouse's snatch. Robin moaned at the rough touch.

"See? You want it too, and don't try fooling me with that bitchy attitude. This is making you horny as hell and you know it!" Jake's smile widened as he let go of Robin and quickly freed his erection from the tight confines of his denim pants. Robin stayed in his position; Jake was right about him wanting some more public sex and he hated it.

Robin squeaked as Jake's freed penis penetrated him almost as soon as it was exposed. "Gawd, no foreplay? Not even a little warning?" Robin complained. Jake replied with a toothy grin, the type of expression that said "bite your pillow, I'm going in hard." The mouse whined and braced himself.

Nearly as soon as it started, Jake pounded Robin's pussy as hard as he could. His fucking was cold, relentless, and efficient, the kind of rough sex that got the domineering rat off. Wet smacks resonated throughout the alley as his groin smashed against his moistening cunt. Bored with holding Robin's girly hips, he slid his hands up the boy's slender frame, perusing his featureless body while slowly pulling up his shirt.

Nearly naked in full view of whoever would happen to look down the alley, Robin took the beating like the whole he was. His face contorted into a grimace and his eyes rolled back. He wasn't in pain, but the myriad of sensations resulting from the rough, dirty encounter overwhelmed his tiny body.

"F-fuck," he cursed, struggling to get the word out of his throat. "Gawd fucking dammit, I love your fucking cock!" After his lewd statement followed a series of whorish moans and whines. Drops of his juices dripped from his cunt as the forbidden, extremely erotic sex had him close to his second orgasm.

"If you like my cock so much, then why don't you put a ring on it?" He replied through grunts and heavy breathing.

"Keep fucking me like this and I fucking will!" Jake didn't let up, his ball-bag tightening and his groin burning. The velvet flesh of the boy's vagina was like heaven for his dick and the stench of his masculine-feminine pheromones kept his mind a haze as he wrecked the pussy he'd fallen in love with since day one. He didn't want to let up until he heard the magic signal and it didn't take long for him to hear it.

Robin let out a long, moan-slash-whine as his second and strongest orgasm blasted its way across his body. His legs trembled and threatened to give out as he was overwhelmed by his release and the continued pounding his pussy was receiving. Adding onto that was Jake's orgasm as he pushed himself into the boy as far as he could go and dumped his nuts into his useless uterus.

The natural, instinctual pleasure of being seeded was the icing on top for the cuntboy. Ronin entered his afterglow while Jake continued to fill him up with his virile fluids, some of which were leaking out of his abused folds and onto the pavement. After what seemed like hours, the flow stopped and the last few dregs dribbled into his passage.

Jake leaned over Robin and peppered the back of his head and neck with kisses. "So what was that about you agreeing to put a ring on me?"

Through his attempts to catch his breath, he replied, "How about you take me out to dinner first." Jake sneered and pinched Robin's hoodie.

"Sure, if you only wear this."