FSE

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"Shit, man! Always popping out of the bushes you are!" Dakota groaned. "Fucking ruined me streak..."

"Beauty..." Ian groaned, stepping into the dimly lit room. "It ain't even an hour after brekky and your yelling at that screen..."

The kangaroo rolled his eyes. Even though his boyfriend had a point all Dakota cared about was his precious kill streak that was now null and void, all the way from 20 to 0. Ian, the stumpy chihuahua stepped into his boyfriend's gaming room and crossed his arms.

"It always ends in devo, doesn't it?" Ian mocked, a smug grin on his muzzle.

"Fuck off, Ian. I ain't in the mood..." the kangaroo sneered, gripping his controller.

"Alright, alright..." the chihuahua shrugged. "But seeing you pissed is a treat. For me..."

The kangaroo ignored his boyfriend's words and brought his attention back to the TV screen. Sure it would be easy to just kick the camping player from the lobby but Dakota was determined to beat him. Just one time. One time was all he needed then he would block the other player and never look back. But virtual reality was cruel to him. Every time Dakota thought he had one over on his opponent, the other player had a new trick, a new place to hide, and a new game exploit he took advantage of.

"Shit! Fucking..." Dakota yelled, stomping his large foot to the ground.

Ian was unfazed by all the noise and instead rolled his eyes. "Why do you want to beat him? Clearly he's some hoon with no life... Probably 12 or something..."

"Piss... Off..." Dakota hissed, looking back at the small canine.

"Oh, nice..." Ian chuckled. "Tryna make me cry?"

"If ya don't knock it off I'm gonna stuff ya muzzle!" Dakota challenged, starting up another match.

"Don't tempt me," Ian beamed.

He sat back and watched his boyfriend playing round after round with the player. At first Ian had no interest in whatever the kangaroo was yelling his head off about but after the first three matches Ian was fully invested and grew just as pissed as his mate. It was clear to the both of them that the opposing player was using in-game glitches and other exploits to hide out of bounds so they could hit Dakota without being hit back. Upon dying again both mammals were flinging curses at the TV. They were both united in defeating whoever was on the other side. It was up to Dakota to find a way, out of the simple principle of taking down a cheater.

"I think this is it!" Dakota said as he ran to behind a wall, dodging gunfire. "Nowhere to hide your arse on this map!"

"Light em' up, Dak!" Ian stomped.

The chihuahua and kangaroo's eyes were glued to the TV. They both leaned in and yelled at the screen as Dakota dodged bullets and fired back. There were ten seconds left on the timer and of course seemingly endless bullets poured from the cheater's gun. Dakota, his paws shaking took a risk and rose from the wall and fired a single shot. That shot hit the other player in the head. The avatar fell to the ground and on the screen displayed 'HEAD SHOT!' With that the time ended and up came the match score. 23 points of the cheater and 24 points to Dakota!

"Ya fucking did it!" Ian yelled.

"Suck on that ya cunt!" Dakota whopped. He wasted no time getting out of the lobby and banning the player. The two of them could only imagine how pissed the banned player was, knowing that his cheating ways failed and he wouldn't have a chance to redeem himself now or ever. Ian jumped on Dakota's lap, stood tall and pressed his muzzle against his boyfriend's. Dropping the controller, Dakota caressed the smaller mammal's face and pulled him closer. The two of them broke away and Ian chuckled.

"Still wanna stuff my muzz?" Ian smirked.

"Heh, you should be begging to polish me off. I won the match," Dakota chuckled, undoing his belt and slipping his pants down. Not being any taller than 2 feet, Ian reached up and pulled down the striped pair of boxers. Though he was short, the chihuahua was just the perfect height to grip and aim the tapered dick at his muzzle.

"Just watch the snags this time," Dakota teased.

Ian ran his tongue over his pointed teeth and huffed, "Will do, mate..."

The small canine opened his muzzle wide and took in half the cock in a swift motion. He slowly lapped his tongue against the length and suckled gently.

"Aah, takin' half already? Brave little scamp..." Dakota sighed, gently petting the small dog between the ears. "You were scheming this all along, huh?"

Ian just rolled his eyes and continued his motions, slurping against the cock and slowly bobbing his head. Thanks it's shape, the kangaroo's length was easily slipped into his muzzle. Even deepthroating wasn't much of a problem thanks to the tip that started out thin. Picking up his pace, Ian bobbed his muzzle back and forth. He pressed the dick between the roof of his mouth and his flat tongue, slipping the inches in and out.

"S-shit... Ease up, Ian... I wanna linger a bit," Dakota hissed, rubbing between the cream colored dog's ears. Ian moaned a bit at the touch but he ignored the kangaroo's words, sucking faster and harder than he did before.

Dakota gripped the sides of the chair and threw his head back, moaning against the sensation's. The soft tongue and the slick, smooth roof worked against his shaft, coaxing his orgasm, little by little, bit by bit. "Aah, fuck!" Dakota yelled as he lost control and came into his boyfriend's mouth. Ian grimaced at the slimy texture covering his tongue but he swallowed the substance down with audible gulps. The kangaroo sighed and smiled as his flaccid length popped free from the chihuahua's muzzle.

"Ripper. Like always," Dakota complimented. "You up for the usual."

Ian nodded, his tail wagging. Dakota put both his paws together, letting the small dog step on them. Carefully the bigger mammal brought Ian at proper level. Eagerly, the tiny dog pulled down his sweats and gripped his hard dick. He gripped Dakota's large ears and humped against the muzzle. Muttering to himself and going at a fast pace, Ian humped into the bigger animal's mouth. Dakota didn't have to do much more than flick his tongue a bit to get the small canine whimpering and drooling.

A few more pumps was all it took for Ian to give a small down and shoot ropes of his own cum across the kangaroo's broad tongue. He still continued to hump against the wet maw until he gave all that he could and stepped back from the muzzle, slipping his flaccid cock free.

"C-cheers..." Ian smiled. "You tongue always does me in."

"Ditto," Dakota chuckled, lowering the chihuahua to the ground. Ian left Dakota to his devices, giving a last glance as the kangaroo joined another lobby. Though, the dog knew it was only a matter of time before his mate was up and yelling again.