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Mike sat on the kitchen chair buck naked, legs spread cheekily, and motioned Leo to hop onto his lap. The lithe lizard climbed sensuously on his lover, moving his naked legs with slow, deliberate motions and wiggling his butt, and hung his hands around Mike's neck. They had been preparing for this for a while-- the bedroom at the back of the apartment was all over covered with tarpaulins--but an air of hesitation and giddy excitement still crackled between the two. Mike pecked Leo on the tip of his snout.

"Let's do this, honey." Leo giggled, a nervous reaction brought out by him getting to live out his fantasies, and nodded.

Mike reached over to the kitchen table and grabbed the gallon jug of milk, left to sit out until it was room temperature. He cracked the top with shaky fingers, and took a long messy gulp, milk running down his chin and along the bushy fur on his chest. He belched loudly, and offered the heavy container to Leo. The lizard needed both of his hands to hold onto it, the milk sloshing inside like a living being as he hefted the jug to his own lips, still feeling tremors of anxiety run up and down his spine. They had discussed this at length, planned everything out, taken every precaution they could think of, and yet the lizard still could not believe that his boyfriend had agreed to something like this. The smell of the room-temperature milk made his nose wrinkle, but still the lizard tipped it back and began to chug. It only took a few moments for him to sputter and drop the jug back down, the white liquid running down his own chin and the smooth scales of his chest. He could already feel a hint of queasiness set in, which only made his heart pound harder with excitement. They were really doing this!

"Bottoms up, Leo! You gotta chug it all," Mike grinned. He made quick little licks on Leo's lips and jaw. "Mm, you're tasty..."

Leo huffed softly, and could not resist pressing his crotch down against Mike's at the touch of the deer's warm tongue on his cool scales.

"R-right." He took a deep, shuddering breath, and then began to chug once more.

He could feel the milk flowing down his throat, his belly growing distended with the sheer volume that he was swallowing. It took him long moments of silent gulps to finish off the rest of the jug, holding his breath and swallowing the warm liquid being poured into his gullet. The jug fell to the floor with a hollow sound, and the lizard fell against his boyfriend's chest with a soft groan. His tongue darted out to lap up the milk that was caught in Mike's fur, and tasted the old, sour sweat that still coated the buck, the flavor only adding to his queasiness. Lizards like him were naturally lactose intolerant, and the gallon of milk would wreak terrible havoc on his guts--just as it was intended.

"And you taste... dirty." Leo gave Mike an exhausted grin, flicking his tongue out over the deer's nose.

Mike ran his hands over Leo's back, the rough paws touching his delicate form gently. He patted Leo's taut gut causing him to burp up milky froth into his mouth. The lizard rolled it around his mouth then leaned in for a wet kiss, feeding it to Mikey like a mother bird her young. The deer's eyes widened at first at the sudden taste, but soon he accepted the warm liquid, gulping it down in a single go. His breathing grew heavy as he started to become aroused by the strange intimacy rolling in his stomach. He leaned back a bit, the chair protesting with squeaky noises, and admired his lover's graceful shape. There was a distinct bulge on Leo's midriff, which Mikey pushed cautiously. It jiggled, eliciting a moan from Leo as the heavy weight shifted and pressed against his insides. The deer lifted Leo on the kitchen table, and pressed his ear against his belly.

Leo flushed fiercely at the intimate gesture from the deer, reaching out to stroke Mike's head and wrap his arms around it, holding the deer in place. He could feel the roiling in his gut, the dairy reacting with his sensitive stomach with quiet gurgles and rumbles of protest.

"Well, Mike...?" He pet the deer's head, knowing that he was Mike's only guide in this strange new situation they had gotten themselves into. He kept his touches light and gentle, but did not hide the arousal that was growing more intense, his slit having grown moist, and begun to release a few wafts of the lizard's sour-sweet, tangy musk. Seeing the large, powerful buck in such an intimate, submissive position sent a thrill through his body at the power he had gained over the larger male. Power that Mike had entrusted to him.

Mike caressed the belly, nuzzled his cheek against it in anticipation of the filthy load that was brewing up inside. He enjoyed his boyfriend's touch and smell, all the tiny noises he made as he tried to shift to a more comfortable position yet found none. Leo's heavy gut pushed against his lungs, his stretched out stomach aching from even the tiniest jolt--and in his lower body, an uncomfortable pressure was starting to build. The lizard farted, a cheery little squeak escaping between his cheeks.

Mike laughed out loud. "You little stinkybutt you, getting excited?"

Leo nodded, letting out a nervous giggle at Mike's reaction to his flatulence. "Yes, I am. And what about you?" He moved his leg, searching with his foot, and finally found Mike's large, thick, pulsing erection. "Looks like Mikey likes," he sing-songed, brushing and rubbing the scaly appendage along the buck's pulsing length.

Leo let out a gasp as he felt hot precum splash against his sole, eliciting another rumble and soft, squeaky fart from below. The stench from his bowels was already mixing with the scent of his and Mike's crotches, and the lizard took deep breaths of the miasma they were brewing together. The smell was oddly homely, cock musk mixing up with lazy fart smells, like the aftermath of spending an entire afternoon on a couch. Mike lowered himself to kiss Leo's bulging belly again, enthralled by his almost feminine curves. He wanted to breed that, the touch and the smell and his passions clutching in his chest. He had never been as aroused in his life as now, the playfulness of the situation a complete juxtaposition to its filthiness, the filthiness they were about to engage in. It sent him reeling, made him lose judgement and become driven by intuition alone.

"Hey, let's go upstairs. I want to fuck my boyfriend," Mike huffed, nuzzling and licking at Leo's sides, between his thighs, tossing him on his back and burrowing his nose in his taint, between his sex and his tight pucker.

"M-Mike-eeee..." Leo panted and squirmed, his own cock poking out of his moistened slit lips to rub against Mike's face, smearing it with musky, sticky fluid.

He could feel his stomach and bowels rumble with protest at every movement, the gas building up, but held back and he clenched down as the pressure inside grew ever more insistent. He remembered the time when they were in a similar situation--the time that had led to this moment--and did not wish to ruin the mood for Mike. However, as the buck rubbed and pressed against his tummy, gas inevitably leaked out from his clenched hind slit. He pushed himself up slightly to look down at the buck with a blush of shame.

"Mikey...?"

"Mmn?" The deer's ears perked up.

Leo stared down at his boyfriend for a long moment, the pounding of his heart slowly dying down. He felt a smile spread across his lips. "Carry me please...?"

Mike smiled and nodded, then scooped up his bride into his big arms. Leo clung to his wide chest as he walked the stairs into their bedroom. The deer was sweating, his armpits wet from fear and excitement, but it was too far to turn back now--he wanted this, for himself and not just to please Leo. His aching cock throbbed rigid and purple, teased unlike anything before by the thought of the taboos they were about to break.

Their bedroom was sparsely furnished, covered with plastic sheets on the bed and the floor. Mike lowered Leo carefully on the crinkly bed and sat next to him, leaning over him to kiss him again. He settled down and rolled on his back, arms behind his head.

"Leo," he whispered hoarsely, "please?" He nodded towards his cock, a trembling pillar of lust now.

Leo nodded and crawled to sit on top of the buck's chest. The deer's warm fur tickled his thighs and crotch, making the lizard moan and let out another rank fart. Leo looked over his shoulder to Mike's face, lifting his tail and waving it teasingly for a moment--wafting the stench of what lay beneath into Mike's nose--and then leaned forward to wrap his cool hands around the hot flesh of Mike's cock. He rubbed up and down its length, and pressed his nose to the head to take in the buck's cockstink. Slowly he took it into his mouth, bobbing and suckling as his tongue wrapped around Mike's erection.

Mike moaned and bucked his hips, panting eyes closed at the lizard's tender attentions. He clasped his hands around Leo's buttocks and turned him around, guiding him to sit on his belly hastily, almost violently. He gulped, several times, trying to hold back his orgasm only barely winning against the insistence of his aching loins.

"Sit on me," he huffed out, in short gasps of breath. "I wanna poke it in until it comes out."

He fumbled at his cock with one hand, guiding the wet tip inside Leo's asshole. Even the shallow insertion caused a wet squirt escape from his rear end, dribbling down Mikey's pulsing cock. He did not even notice it at this point, being teased nearly out of his mind, but grasped Leo's hips, hard, and guided him down.

Leo threw back his head and moaned aloud as he was guided down onto Mikey's thick cock. He could feel the hot liquid that had pooled in his bowels running out around the insistent flesh, and blushed as his hips met Mike's crotch with a soft, wet squish. They were doing this. Mike was fucking him like this, engaged in a filthy and shameful sex act.

"Mikey..." Leo looked down to his own pulsing cock, and past it to the white, runny liquid pooling beneath him. He moaned at the sight, the rank ammonia stench, his cock shooting out a line of precum on his boyfriend's stomach.

Mike picked up pace, his hips making wet, squelching noises against Leo's thighs. The harsh smell of lizard shit billowed in the room as their bodies smacked together, the loose diarrhea spraying in little squirts out of Leo's bowels with every thrust. The buck's nethers were covered in it, his hair mussed up by the filth into a messy jumble. The lizard's buttocks and tail shined with the shit glazing, wet slippery surface on his smooth skin making Mikey's grip falter. The mess squirted between his grasping fingers as he sought for traction, but he gave up, pressing his hands against the bed instead. He arched his back, thrusting his member deeper into his lover bouncing on top of him. Leo rode him, his legs tightly wrapped around the deer's hips, slamming his ass on his dick hilt deep.

Leo panted and squirmed with delight as he slid up and down Mike's slick, shit-coated cock, the runny liquid making it easier to move up and down the thick member. His hands smeared through the mess on Mike's crotch and stomach, squelching as he rubbed his filth deep into the buck's fur. He then moved to grip his own length, coated it with a layer of his shit as he started pleasuring himself over Mike.

"Mikey... Mikey..." The name was a soft mantra as Leo worshiped both his lover and the filth that they were wallowing in.

Mike craned his head forwards, tongue stuck out trying to reach Leo's snout. He moaned, unable to hold himself back any longer. He blew his load into Leo's shit encrusted gut, thick jets of deer cum spasming out of his cock, sticking to the lining of the lizard's rectum. He huffed out short bursts of noise, a noise of a primordial rutting beast, his member pulsing with every long heave of sperm being squeezed out of it. Leo leaned forward, giving Mike what he wanted. His tongue pushed into the deer's opened mouth as his filth coated hand caressed Mike's cheek. Leo groaned into the kiss, the mess between them squelching as he pushed himself down onto Mike's crotch hungry with need. His own throbbing cock pulsed and leaked, but did not burst, not yet when there was still fun to be had.

Mike leaned into the dirty kiss, still riding out the waves of his orgasm. His hand sought for Leo's cock, tugged at its smearing shit along its entire length. The deer's thick fingers found their way into Leo's slit, pushing more of the filth inside as he ran along the base of Leo's member, stroking, smearing, painting it with his own mess. Leo pushed down against Mike's hand, moaning as his cock and slit were coated with the stinking fluid. He was dirty, dirty, disgusting lizard, and he moaned in delight as the thought shivered along his spine. His cock throbbed and pulsed, and he let out a soft whimper into the kiss. His own stained fingers stroked up and down Mike's chest, dipping down occasionally for a fresh coating of shit as he spread his filth on his boyfriend.

Mike's fingers dug into Leo's asshole, spreading it open and letting wet, warm filth pour out in gushes. He drew long, stinky handprints over Leo's back, like some crude tribal body paint, then cupped his hands around Leo's head, pulled him in into a tight caress. Their bodies grinded against each other, slippery from the stinky coating.

"Shit," Mike panted, "I came hard." He felt too stunned by what he--no, they--had dared to do and just laid back, embracing his boyfriend and riding out the afterglow of his orgasm.

Leo squirmed and shivered in his arms, then pulled himself upwards slipping from Mike's grasp like a bar of soap, sliding his scaly body against the deer's shit coated fur. His soiled erection popped in view, red and throbbing urgently, and he moved to tap Mike's snout with its tip.

"Ahh... I need to cum, would you... do it Mikey?" He asked with a pleading noise, arching his back hovering the rank smelling cock in front of the deer.

Mike gulpe, but the tiny whining noises the hyper aroused lizard made melted his judgement. Ever so gingerly he opened his mouth and pushed out his tongue, holding his breath against the reek wafting from the cock smeared with liquid shit. He touched its tip, and grimaced as the bitter, pungent taste spread on his tongue, like a mouthful of steaming compost. Leo moaned and grasped Mike's antlers with filth hands, shoving his rock hard lizardhood into his maw. Mike gagged and tried not to taste what was thrusted between his lips, but its odor was overpowering, sticking to the roof his mouth and lingering in his nostrils. Leo picked up pace and face fucked Mike, his slender lizard butt clenching as he humped him, spit and precum and shit dribbling between the deer's lips as he was fed cock forcefully.

Leo was grunting and rutting like a beast, the lust of his long hidden desires having taken over him. The smell and slick feel of his own waste aroused him, as did making his sweet, harmless boyfriend to gulp it down while more dribbled out from his sputtering shit hole. He climaxed with yelp, the massive release welling up at the base of his cock and flooding the deer's mouth with sticky, salty lizard spooge. His member throbbed, pumping rhythmically as did his asshole, until he collapsed into a spent heap on top of Mike. For a while they just laid together, chests heaving as they caught their breath, basking in the stinky caress of cum and shit vapors.

Mike spat on the bed and smacked his lips. "Oof, that was fucking disgusting."

Leo perked up, looking worried. "I'm sorry Mikey, I shouldn't have done that..."

Mike's expression was indeterminable as conflicting feelings flitted through his mind, slippery like a shoal of fish. Eventually he spoke again, whispering as if he was embarrassed to admit a secret. "....Towards the end, I kinda started to like it."

"Really?" Leo did not look convinced.

Mike nodded. "Yeah. Really. I don't know why, but I liked it. With you, that is! I don't think that I'm into poop, but... I'm into you, you know?" He petted Leo, and the rapidly cooling filth on his back.

Leo blushed. "I know... You can make me do something disgusting in turn, if you want to... I'd like that a lot."

Mike grinned, then wrinkled his nose. "I'll think of something, but let's clean up first. This stuff is starting to get sticky... and I could use a mouth wash!" He lifted his arms, as if to avoid touching something dirty, and surveyed the absolute mess they were wallowing in.

Leo licked his cheek and nodded cheerily. There would be more to come, and he looked forward to it already.

--

The snow had melted but the air was still chilly, brisk wind descending from the clear blue skies. Mike closed the window and shook himself.

"Brr, it looks lovely out there!"

Despite the weather he was wearing just his white boxer briefs, his toned body covered in chestnut brown short cropped hair a perfect contrast to them. The bed squeaked as he sat next to Leo lazing on it. The lithe lizard looked hesitant, so Mike kissed him on the tip of his snout and smiled encouragingly.

"Ready to do this, love?"

He caressed Leo's smooth chest patterned with tiny scales, flexible yet tough under his fingers. He had marveled his lover's exotic physique time and time again, feeling how it shifted like living marble, cool and slippery under his touch. Leo wiggled out of his underwear and nodded, sprawling naked on the white linen.

"Y-yes..."

There was a little bit of hesitation in the lizard's voice and he sprawled out, legs splaying open and slit spreading just enough to show a hint of coral-pink flesh between the scaly lips. He closed his eyes, just feeling Mike's hand caressing over him, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake. The air of the apartment was still a little chilly from the long winter, and Leo found himself shivering a little--not out of anticipation, but from sheer lack of body heat. He shifted a little closer to Mike, feeling the waves of warmth pouring off of his lovers body, and took a deep breath. Then he spoke again, his voice much more confident.

"Yes." They were about to act out his fantasies again, and despite trusting Mike completely he still found himself growing nervous, afraid that this time the depths of his perversion would make the deer recoil in disgust. The thought of that thrilled him quite nicely.

Mike ran his hands along Leo's sides, stopping to knead his tummy with his thumbs. "Mm-hm," he hummed, his masculine voice rumbling from his chest. "What has my little love lizard eaten for breakfast?"

He sat kneeling on the bed and pulled Leo on his thighs, legs spread and his crotch against Mike's lower belly. Leo's tail slipped between Mike's legs and under his butt, and he groaned and flushed from the sudden increase in heat.

"Hmm, let's see... a nice, big bowl of cereal..." He smirked, his tailtip snaking up to run along Mike's furry asscrack. "With a nice, large amount of milk..."

Mike leaned in to kiss Leo's belly, his antlers hovering in front of Leo's face. "Kinky lizard, I love that... all of that must be rolling in your guts, wanting to get out..." He rubbed Leo's stomach with his palm, pressing it from different sides. "I think I can almost hear it sloshing around..."

Mike licked his lips and bit his lower lip, suddenly hungry in more than one way. He himself had not eaten anything since yesterday and could already feel the hollow sensation at the pit of his stomach. He reached over the nightstand for a roll of shiny duct tape into his hand, then pulled out a long strip and slapped it on Leo's chest, around where his nipples would have been were he a mammal. It stuck fast to his reptilian skin, the glue sticking to the multitude of tiny ridges and grooves his scales made.

"Let's see..." Mike rumbled again, his voice hoarser now. He tugged at the tape weakly at first but it did not budge, so he teased out one of its corners and gave it a hearty tug, ripping it off with a stretching sound.

"Ahhhh!" Leo winced, and instinctively clamped his legs around Mike's hips. "F-fuck, babe..."

Then he gasped, and blushed as a soft, squeaky sound came from below his tail. The surprise of how much it smarted had caught him off guard, and the gas that was building up in his bowels was slowly becoming difficult to hold back. He stroked his chest with his fingertips, savoring the tingling warmth the pain had left behind.

"Excuse me for that little accident..." He giggled and looked coyly at the deer.

Mike grinned, and pulled the lizard's bottom half up. Leo ended up balancing on his shoulders, his legs sprawling over his head and butt towards the ceiling. His back rested against Mike's fuzzy body and his tail flopped over his shoulder. Mike hugged him from his midriff and explored his pale yellow crotch with his nose. His black deer snout felt cold as it pressed against Leo's tight butthole.

"I could swear I heard a sound from here..." The deer chuckled.

"Nnngh, Mikey, wait, I..." Leo cut himself off as another fart escaped his clenched hole, the pressure being put on his bowels by his new position too much for a brief moment. "...Warned you."

The deer wrinkled his nose at the blast of gas. "Phew, you smell rank! " He licked the quivering knot. "I like it a lot..."

The whiff of gas had been brewing long inside the lizard's guts, stark murky smell mixing with a whiff of rotten eggs. Mike hovered his open mouth above Leo's hole, tongue lolling out and touching it with its loose tip every now and then. He closed his eyes, and waited for a treat.

"And you're disgusting, you lummox..." Leo's smile softened, his tone quiet and loving. "I love it..."

With a grunt, he bore down and let a long, wet fart out into the deer's opened mouth. The rank splatters from the lizard's bowels landed on Mike's tongue like snowflakes, coating it with their slightly-sour taste. Mike huffed in the sour gas with a single gulp of air, then closed his mouth to savor the taste. He got a coughing fit as the bowel stink rolled around in his lungs, and exhaled with coughs and splutters, water in his eyes, like a first time smoker.

"Mm, you're my filthy poop factory, you amazing dirty lizard you." He managed when his breathing evened out, then kissed Leo's moist anus again. Watery sludge was bubbling out amid the continuous, tiny farts the small butt produced, milky white and smelling like rank diarrhea. "You're well ready, I think..."

Mike dug in his fingers into Leo's slit, inserting first two, then three of them into his tender folds. He pulled apart the coral pink flesh, exposing a tight canal descending deep into Leo's lower body, and the tip of his shaft nested within like a fat worm. It smelled faintly of urea, the flesh clammy and glistening.

"Yeah..." Leo grunted again, relaxing his pucker and pushing downward with his bowels. He let out a long sigh as the trickle of liquid shit became a steady stream, running down his crotch and flowing into and around his opened slit. "Nnn, feels weird... but good," escaped between his lips.

A long fart interrupted the flow, sending a few more splatters of Leo's waste out to splash over Mike's muzzle and cheeks. "Make sure it all gets in, babe... and you'd better clean me up afterwards." He gave the deer a slight smirk.

Mike enjoyed seeing the liquid waste spill out of Leo and into his slit, pooling around his crotch at first and then gurgling and sinking in as his hungry snatch drank up the sewage like a living toilet. Mike's fingers became slippery from the reeking mess and he almost lost his grip, but he dug in until he was in knuckles deep in the pink fleshy canal. Leo grunted and pushed out copious amounts of runny shit out of his strained bowels, foul rivulets running along his chest and buttocks staining Mike's fur and their lover's bed. Eventually the the flow petered out into strained squirts, and stopped. Mike let go of the slit and its lips drew closed, white stinky mess spilling out like mayo between overfilled hamburger buns. He brushed his soiled hands against his chest, then picked up a bedsheet to dry off the lizard's messy crotch. The room was filled with the overpowering smell of diarrhea, but by now Mike found it arousing, a filthy and primal stink.

"Aww, not using your tongue, babe?" Leo giggled softly, blushing as Mike wiped him clean.

"F-fuck, we're really doing this..." Mike blurted in a husky voice, trembling from his arousal. He had promised to Leo that he would make him do something dirty, but he had not anticipated how much he would enjoy the depths of depravity together.

"Yeah..." Leo could feel the sensation of the warm liquid settling into his slit, and he slid back on the bed as Mikey lowered his lower body. "Nnnf... get the tape, quick. Don't think I can hold it too long..." A little bit was already beginning to trickle back out between the lips of his slit even as he spoke.

Mike found the tape roll and pulled out another stretch with trembling fingers, then placed it gently yet firmly over Leo's now slightly puffy slit. He patted it down its entire length, making sure it stuck well onto his smooth skin. He could not resist giving it a slight poke, feeling the squishiness behind that thin wall and making Leo squirm with pleasure. The lizard grinded his thighs together, rolling his hips, and felt his cock swim in the gooey sludge inside him.

"Alright, let's plug that fart maker next..." Mike took out a squat butt plug, black and shiny the size of his fist at its widest. "Roll over and say aaah, love."

Leo nodded, rolling over onto his stomach, and groaning at the slight pressure the movement put on his filled slit. He lifted his lower body again, his tail rising up over his back to show off the soiled hole beneath as he waggled his hips, and looked over his shoulder.

"Ahhhh..." He mouthed as his fingers dug into his slick ass and spread it into a gaping hole.

Mike plopped the butt plug in his mouth and sucked it slowly, lathering it with his spit. He leaned in a spat on Leo's asshole, smelling the shit reek wafting from it and smearing the saliva on Leo's wet entrance.

"Here it comes..." He started easing the heavy lump of silicone into the small lizard, stretching out his ticklish anus.

Ever so slowly Leo's gape was forced wider, and a sense of pressure started descending into his nethers with it. He was being filled from within, the plug pushing against his guts and the muddy slit. It slipped in place with a squelching sound, his pucker grasping its base tightly, and he let go of his ass flesh. Leo tried to roll on his back but his insides protested instantly, the pressure against his bladder and prostate almost too harsh to bear. He winced and huffed, then tried moving slower, inching up to a sitting position while his bowels received constant attention from the sex toy.

"Nnngh... this is gonna be... interesting..." He huffed and panted, moving slowly and carefully to stand up. "And what are you going to be doing all day, lazy bones?" He gave the deer a shaky smile, and stretched his tail over to pat Mikey's thigh. It made him wince as the movement shifted the toy in his bowels.

"First I'm going to clean up your smelly ass."

Mike walked into the adjacent bathroom and came back with moist towels. He kneeled next to Leo and rubbed off excess shit splatters off his skin, the warm towel moving over him like a giant tongue.

"Then I'm going to work up an appetite myself!" He beamed and winked at his filthy love. "In case you're wondering, I put your clothes ready on that chair..." He nudged his head towards one corner of their bedroom. In there waited tight spandex shorts and a loose hoodie on top of a chair.

"...You would." Leo sighed and shook his head, but could not keep the soft smile off of his face. He tottered over to the chair, wincing softly at every step but slowly growing used to the sensations rocking through his abdomen.

"Going out for a run, then?" He lifted the hoodie up and pulled it on, then looked down at the tight shorts with a grimace.

"Run, then gym. Won't be back until later." Mike kissed Leo's cheek. "Unless you want me to come with you to the store...?"

"I might get up to following you and whispering dirty things in your ear when no-one's looking, you know." He looked mischievous, his eyebrows raised and smile cocky.

Mike drew Leo close to him, fondling his butt and touching his forehead against his. His package felt hard through his boxer briefs as it grinded against Leo's sealed crotch.

"Nngh... Mikey..." Leo pushed himself away just enough to look up at the deer, and grinned. "No... I think I'd prefer you getting all sweaty and stinky for me."

He grinned, turning around and flicking his tail across Mike's package, then reached down to pick up the shorts.

"...I don't think I can bend over to put these on."

"Let me help you then."

Mike descended on the floor with the shorts and Leo stepped in them, gracefully like a long-legged bird. The deer eased up the pants, their stretchy material fitting snugly against Leo's slim frame until they were all the way up, and let go of the waistband. It made a snapping sound against Leo's bare skin. The hoodie was comfortable and bore their university's initials proudly on its front, but donning it for such a filthy purpose felt vaguely embarrassing, yet Leo let Mike slide it over his head and onto his shoulders without objections.

"There, you look cute as a button!" The deer patted Leo's cheek, then without a warning groped his crotch.

"B-babe, please..." Leo moaned, feeling his cock starting to rise already, and he quickly began thinking unsexy thoughts to get it back down again. "Nnf... you have fun with that, Mikey. I, on the other hand, will be busy degrading myself while finding something to fill that... rather large belly of yours." He poked at Mike's stomach, finger sinking into the slight pudge the deer had gained over a long winter of lazing about.

"Whaaat, it's a manly belly. You like it honey don't you?" His tone was half feigned indignation, half genuine worry.

Leo's teasing smile turned into a genuine one, and he pulled himself up to plant a kiss on the deer's lips. "I love everything about you, dear."

"Me too, honey." He could not help himself pinching Leo's butt, making him squeal and jump. The pressure against lizard's sloshy insides made him wince and regret moving quickly, and lead to Mike making mischievous apologies.

--

Almost immediately Leo began to regret this decision. Walking down the street with a buttplug in his anus and a slit full of his own filth had been much easier said than done, and he could not help noticing the occasional glance from passerby as he did his best to keep himself from staggering. It was a little easier now, with the store shelves available for him to lean against while looking like he was merely browsing, but that did nothing to stop the pounding in his chest and the flush on his face. Every movement sent another throb through his stretched passage, and tugged at the tape holding his slit closed. He bit his lip, and made his way down the aisle.

Every time another customer passed him he almost jumped--Were they looking at him funny? They must have realized something!--passed through his mind. He felt like puking and giddy at the same time, his heart racing from the base excitement he felt. He was engaged in a filthy and absolutely inexcusable sexual excess simply by walking here, in public, among all these regular people who had no idea of the dirty, dirty load hidden inside his privates. He gulped and felt hot, both from the redness spreading onto his cheeks and from the incessant grinding and squelching below his navel. To his growing horror a realization started to dawn on him--his racing heart made him sweat, and the tape would not stick well onto a sweaty skin...

Leo tried to calm himself down, humming to himself to get his mind off of the pressure in his lower body. He looked up at the signs hanging above each of the aisles--they had to have duct tape there. Better safe than sorry, after all, he thought, but was interrupted by a twitch from his cock, itts tip slipping through lips of his slit and pressing against the duct tape.

The thought of becoming discovered made him even more aroused.

He could feel blood starting to swell up in his member, it's base now grinding against the heavy butt plug in his bowels. He had to stop and lean against a low row of coolers to catch his breath. Frozen peas, french fries, ohgod it's gonna burst out ran through his increasingly panicking mind. His eyes darted around. Bathroom, bathroom... there!

"...Sir, are you alright?"

Leo jerked upright, looking over at the clerk who was watching him with a slightly concerned expression.

"Fine!" Leo licked his lips, trying to ignore the slight squeak in his voice, and cleared his throat. "Fine. Just... bathroom."

His erection was pitching a tent, straining against the thin strip of tape in his pants but thankfully not noticeable from outside--at least not yet. His member throbbed in its filthy embrace, the foul liquids inside him rolling around moist and slick with every movement. He could feel precum welling up inside his shaft and dribble on the tape, it's sticky surface snagging the tender skin of cockhead every now and then making him flinch. The clerk pointed at bathroom signs on the other side of the large mart, dozens of aisles to away, and even as Leo looked at the distance in desperation he started to feel the need to fart. He had to relieve some of the pressure inside him but the plug would not allow it. Instead his guts lurched and roiled, making gurgling noises as his dinner tried to push through.

Leo thanked the clerk and began waddling his way over as quickly as he could, making a slight detour to grab a roll of duct tape from a nearby shelf. He had to dodge and weave between the other customers, definitely drawing their attention now as he bumped into them and muttered apologies with a clenched voice. He could feel the duct tape slipping with every step, making tiny snapping sounds as part of it detached from his skin. How much of it was holding on still--half, a third? Leo wanted to check but knew he could not stop and peek into his shorts. He could not take long strides with the plug grinding uncomfortably against his soft spot, but had to make do with short, mincing steps. Keeping his knees close together meant his thighs would squeeze the silicone inside him with every step, increasing the stimulation his ass received. His prostate tingled as if currents of electricity ran through his entire backside, and what had started as pleasurable tension was now welling up into a massive, undeniable orgasm. Leo panted, sweaty and blushing, his erection hardening into an unwitting betrayal.

Luckily most of the people in his way mistook his rush for quite another kind of urgency, and he finally all but collapsed through the bathroom door. Panting and flushed, he quickly scanned the room for an open stall, the roll of duct tape still clutched in his hand. There was unoccupied one at the end of the row, and he made his way inside and practically threw his shorts to his ankles. His hand shot down to hold the duct tape in place as he sat down on the toilet seat, and let out a relieved sigh. Slowly, he worked the packaging of the new roll of duct tape off, and peeled off a piece as quietly as he could. He began to reseal himself, wiping away the few trickles of rank liquid that had escaped and then adding fresh layer of tape on his crotch, rolling it over his hips and between his legs. His cock felt hot, almost feverish, throbbing and pulsing red as it was forced to stay inside him. The ache did not relent even for a moment, but the sensation did arrive with deep, dark satisfaction of self abuse. He panted and let out a soft whimper, rubbing himself through the duct tape to try to scratch that itch at least a little, but to no use.

His insides felt itchy, swollen, throbbing with heat, his slit having grown puffy pressing against his sensitive cock. He could feel odd tingling starting from its tip and crawling inside along his urethra, now soaked in mixture of shit and precum. The thought of getting an urethral infection flashed through his mind, making his bladder clench--all that corruption inside him, slowly working its way deep into his pisshole and bladder, and with no relief in sight for hours on end... That had not been the plan. He groaned and pushed his hips together instinctively, trying to hold off the dull, itching pain in his crotch, but again it was no use. He could not take it any longer, he needed to clean himself out, his fingers scrabbled at the smooth surface of the new layer of duct tape, failing to find purchase.

"Nnf, come on you stupid...!" He muttered between clenched teeth.

"Hey, what you're doing?" Mike asked, looking over the rim from the next stall. He had jogged after Leo, and enjoyed watching his growing unease.

"Gah!" Leo jerked, nearly falling off the slippery toilet seat. "Mikey? What are you doing here!?

Just Mike's head and fingers peeked over the edge, showing his brow slick with sweat. "Making sure you don't quit, of course!" He looked slyly around. "Hey, while we're both here, wanna fool around a bit...?" He pointed downwards with his finger, and only now Leo noticed a hole in the wall of the stall, set about at crotch level.

"...Mikey I'm pretty sure I'm getting an infection from this." His tone was dull and flat as his gaze as he looked up at the deer desperately.

"You agreed to the game, you can't call it off now. We're not finished yet." The deer shrugged, the gesture obscured by the wall between them. "You can always get some antibiotics from the pharmacy afterwards."

Leo brushed the ticking time bomb between his legs nervously, and gulped. "...Sorry, Mikey." His fingers finally caught purchase on an edge, and he pulled the duct tape seal off.

Mike rolled his eyes. "Fine, you big baby. Let me kiss it better." He dropped down with a thud.

The corruption stewing inside Leo's slit gushed out on the floor as he tore away the duct tape seal, followed by his filthy cock emerging amidst the dripping feces. It had taken a dark red color, feeling more sensitive when released from its captivity, and when he gave it a tentative tug it sent a tingling, smarting jolt along its length and into his urethra. Not wanting to wait any longer Leo hobbled to the hole in the stall, more out of wanting to get it over with than any burning sexual desire, but when he stuck his dick through it the feeling of his boyfriend's moist breath on his member made him shiver and stifle a moan. This time the deer took his soiled cock in his mouth willingly, eagerly, slurping on it like a perverse treat and licking it clean with his tongue. Mike swallowed his boyfriend's runny shit, an act he would not have even conceived of a couple months ago, but now it turned him on--not out of debasement, but out of the absolute, shameless intimacy he shared with that lithe, young lizard. The taste and smell made him feel queasy, yet he let them wash over him, permeate into his being, until the initial acridness subsided leaving behind a musty, intense afterglow on his tongue and sinuses.

It did not take long for Leo to climax. He squeaked and rewarded Mike with a salty load of lizard cum, frothy seminal fluid which the deer sucked out of his throbbing cock like milkshake. Leo hung limply against the stall, panting and resting his head on the disinfectant smelling wood, his thoughts oozing between shame and pride. He had been a dirty lizard ever since his teens, when he had first became aware of his aberrant urges, but now he had managed to drag the sweet, harmless Mikey down to his level. He knew that he could not have done it without his boyfriend's help: when he was still alone pursuing his fantasies seemed pointless, but now that he could share them with someone who cared for him deeply it had started to make sense.

There was a knock on the stall door, and Leo opened it spent but happy, his fierce erection still squirting drops of clear precum. Mike kissed him on the lips and he could taste his own dung in his breath.

"Now what, lover boy?" Mike asked and tugged at a strip of tape that was still dangling from Leo's crotch. The lizard squeaked and twisted, but did not pull away from his attentions.

"I'd like to go home, please." He replied with a tired but purring voice.

"Sure," Mike said and looked around the stall and the shit spatters on its floor and walls, and then grinned. "But first you have to go tell that nice clerk that you had a little accident, and offer to help clean it up."

Leo's expression froze, and he blushed fiercely. "But, I, I can't do that!" He clasped his mouth as if even talking aloud about it was too much. "It's too embarrassing!"

"You promised me that I'd get to make you do a dirty thing, and I'm holding onto that. You can't just make a terrible mess and leave it for others, hmm?"

Leo fidgeted, burning red all the way to his ears. "Come on, it's too much..." He pleaded.

Mike would not relent, and just crossed his arms. "Besides, you quit the game in the middle and this is what happens to quitters." He reached out to stroke Leo's cheek, a soft, gentle caress. "And if you don't do this now there won't be a second time you know..."

Leo's eyes widened. "T-there's going to be another time we do... all this?" He showed around himself with his hands, pointing at the mess.

"Only if you want to," Mike whispered and smiled softly under the harsh glare of toilet lights and porcelain.

Leo hesitated, then nodded. "I.. I'd very much like to." He spoke with a quiet voice, and pulled up his shorts. He had a staff member to find.