Naughty Game Night by MewTech

Naughty Game Night

MewTech, Anal, Blowjob, Collar, Game, Gay, Leash, Male on Male, Naughty, Night, Skox, Submissive, Wolf, dominant, shower scene

?It was a quiet night, nothing planned usually lends to a night of relaxation and gaming. Pizza filled the air, the lights off as the only set of illuminating objects were the flatscreen tv, shining Call of Duty on split screen. A pair of silohettes sitting side by side, the soft cliking of buttons pressed followed by the contrasting blasts of gunfire and explosions.

"Well yet another martyrdom fag..." Kiroja fumed, his eyes burned to the screen and his score, minus a few points from the rather lame death. He took a bite off of his pizza and placed it back, nudging his shoulder to the other sitting next to him. Legs outstretched, crossed, lazily relaxing against the couch and Getsuga next to him.

Getsuga was a tall one, even when he sat. Standing at a height of 6'4''. He was a hybrid, or a mix of sorts. A third Wolf, a third raccoon and a third cheetah. Many of his friends would spend time together, playfully and teasingly coming up with other things to call him other than the traditional and standard 'mutt'. Whecoon.. Choloon... though none had a ring, so they just call him Gets, Getsu, whatever is on the mind at the time. Gets liked the tone of Whecoon, though they often made fun of his taste. In jest, perhaps to push him to think of a better name. His fur was of a moderately dark gray, brown patches stroked over his shoulders, hips and small of his back which slung into his tailbase. A trail of white ran under his muzzle, down to his neck, chest and belly down to hook between his legs and down a bit of his tailbase. The same white poked the tip of his tail. Black spots peppered those chocolate areas, along his back, parts of his arms, hips and legs. The gray of his coat flowed into a charcoal stocking pattern on his arms and legs. His build was a bit full. He wasn't muscled, or toned, yet had a little bit of meat on him in the right places. He had a bit of a stomach, a snuggly body with a bit of weight to him, but he was adorably fun to cuddle. Something Kiroja took wonderfully to on many occassions.

The little black skox was a lot slimmer than the other, his stature shorter and frame smaller. The pattern on him mimicked that of the older hybrid, yet instead all of the colors were moderately darker. His underbelly and chest were of a dark gray, fur color of a charcoal and stockings of deep black ebony. His hair color matched that of the fur aligned there, save for the deep purple streaks down the front of his overhanging bangs. He frequently ended the night with clips and ties in his hair. Getsuga found his slightly girlish taste in clothing to be rather adorable. With eyes colored of the same purple, he intently watched the screen as he played along with his friend, locked in combat.

"Uugh. I hate martydom. It was an interesting idea, kinda like a final moment in a fight scene as the heroic protagonist dies and with his dying breath utters some snappy one liner as the pin and grenade fall and blow em to smithereens... but until everyone started using it for cheap kills, and only for cheap kills, it became disgustingly lame." Getsuga explained as he sighed, taking a swig from the 2 litre of pop that they both shared. They had no care for it, they had shared plenty of kisses before, what's another few indirect ones? Kiroja shook his head.

"It shouldn't have been thought of, period. But feh." He ended, having respawned and continued to fight. Getsuga had as well, and both ran around their map, stabbing the opposition, stealing dogtags, sniping, and otherwise dishing out punishment. Scores were almost evenly tied, Kiroja leading with a healthy 30 to 3 and Getsuga coming up with a 25 to 3. They played together often and tried finding multiple ways to try to beat each other. Kiroja often won, with Getsuga coming in close, though there were moments where Getsuga got the better of the little skox, usually on days where he had thought up some deliciously silly excuses to say during his defeat.

"Ooo-ooh. Look at that. I'm gonna beetcha!" Getsuga sang as he stabbed and shot a few more spawners, laughing at the way they easily waddled around for simple kills confused as to where he was. Kiroja huffed as he upped his game, dashing about and stabbing, shooting people left and right, keeping up the pace.

"Yooou wiiish!" A few elbows and well placed, but gentle rib checks later and the match ends with Kiro in the lead by several points. Getsuga chuckled and pouted as the very last minute yielded a double spawn and a camper, perfect to gain a commanding lead, and a few extra achievements. Kiro puffed out his chest proudly as he took another bite of his pizza, sticking his tongue out at Getsuga next to him. "Guess what that meaaaans. You gotta indulge in my wish and do what I tell you to!" Getsuga frowned, always feeling like he had gotten the short ends of the stick whenever he wished for something.

"I'm not a genie! Try something else!" He'd laugh as he tickled at Kiroja who almost instantly zipped out of his hands and spun around, kneeling as he leaned up, wiggling his butt, long tail swaying behind him.

"Mmmmm, in that case... close your eyes!" Getsuga chuckled and querked a brow.

"Close my eyes? What's that supposed to be about?" :He'd say as he complied, crossing his arms a bit as he patiently waited. A few seconds passed before a light jingling was heard. His arms were taken and suddenly something was felt in his grasp.

"Ooopen them now!" Kiroja commanded as he smiled. Getsuga opened his eyes to spy a collar in his hand. He blinked and smirked, shaking his head as he looked to Kiro.

"Aww, wanna be my little kitty bitch again?" Getsuga smirked as he kneeled and reached over to snap the collar in place. Kiro stopped him, however and held his wrists as he shook his head.

"Nnnope. I wanna be your pet." He'd exclaim proudly.

"My pet? But you won, shouldn't you be telling me what you want?" Getsuga questioned.

"Well, this is what I want. And what I want is for you to tell me what to do." He'd say, blushing a little as his grip loostened, allowing Getsuga's arms to lean in, paws wrapping around him as he felt it slide around his neck, paws fiddling with the fastener as he began to fasten it snuggly around his neck. Kiroja smiled up to him but blinked as he heard a sudden click. He'd glance down, not noticing that Getsuga already had a leash and had fastened it to his neck. A chuckle as he slowly gave it a light tug, causing Kiro to fall on his arms and legs. A light huff as he whined, looking up to Getsuga's crotch which was now only inches away.

"Mmm, well if what you want is for me to tell you what to do, then you'll be my perfect little kitty bitch, but not only my little kitty bitch, but my perfect little pet. How's about that?" He'd say with a devious grin as he gave it another tug, Kiro's nose pressing into the belt buckle of Getsu's pants. He'd give a light huff, his tongue licking foward to brush against his bulge as he gazed up with wanting eyes.

"I-if that's what you want, then I'll be your perfect little pet." He smiled meekly as he nuzzled into his bulge again. Getsu let off a gentle sigh as he smiled along with him, leaning a bit back as he felt Kiro snug into his bulge.

"Mmm, then let's start things off with a nice suckle from your favorite lolipop." Getsuga proclaimed as he wrapped the leash around his back and tightened it, forcing Kiro to stay where he was, nose pressed to his crotch, unable to move. He whimpered, wiggling, tail swaying behind him as he lay at Getsu's mercy. The light fiddling of his claws to his zipper as he allowed it to slowly unfasten but only halfway, smiling down to Kiro as he unbuttoned himself. "Mmm, open me up sweetie~" Kiro obliged. He'd lean in and nibble at that zipper, catching it with his fang and slowly unzipping it, listening to the soft sounds radiating into his ears as he pulled it down. A hot musky waft hit his nose, causing it to twitch. He'd let out a little huff, wanting to press his nose into it, but remembering he couldn't do much until Getsu said something. He had unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall gently to his knees as Kiro saw a nice, firm buldge throbbing before him under a pair of black boxers. The outline rised up towards his wasteband, the tip threatening to wiggle its way through and over to reveal that white dick of his.

"Mmmm, go ahead and fish it out. Hold it, stroke it. Feel it throb to life in your hands." Kiro wantingly obliged, a paw reaching up to gently pull down his boxers, that tenting fabric giving way to a springing cock that slapped hard against Getsu's stomach and flopped back down, smacking him in the face. A heated moan as he closed an eye, that bulging length dangerously close to it. He'd glance up with the other, whining as a hand reached up to coyly hold onto it. He was incredibly thick as he was long. Kiro's little hands barely made their way around that base and a slow, steaaady stroke was given. His movements were almost virginal, something he loved in Kiro. Every single time they played together, it was like they did so for the first time. A heated gasp as his stiffened cock throbbed in appreciation to each stroke. The tip bobbed heavily, his hand focusing on the base to allow the length to slap against his cheek gently with each upstroke. Getsuga smiled, thoroughly pleased as he held that leash tight, keeping his face close to that thick meat as he pumped against it, slapping it against his cheek. Getsuga leaned down, reaching down to pet along Kiroja's cheek, caressing it as he tickled his chin with his claw. He'd slip his paw underneath it and gave a tug, coaxing his maw to open: "Mmm, now suckle, like a good little kitty bitch~"

Getsuga leaned in and with a precise push, his head parted Kiroja's lips and began to sink into his maw. A heated groan as Getsuga leaned his head back. Eyes closed, ears tucking back as he felt his length slowly swallowed by the adorable skox. His eyes had never left their fix, Kiro glancing up, wanting to give him a sweet eyeful if he were to look down. Most importianly he loved watching Getsu's reactions, wanting to know that he was enjoying his slaveish ways. He had managed to stuff half of his length in before Kiro began to suckle. His lips held firm to that piece of hot flesh, his tongue slipping foward to tuck under his bulbous head, lapping at it as he slowly began to bob his head up and down that heated dick.

"Oooo, now that's a gooood boy~" Getsuga exclaimed as he exhaled, his girth suckled by that adorable little skox. Saliva coating it with each bob of his head, glistening as he feasted upon it. His body shuddered, his cock nursed by that little beauty as he stared back up to him with his rounded, purple, lustful hues. "Ya know, if this is what you want, I should start letting you win more often." Kiroja smirked the best he could, knowing that's exactly what he wanted. He'd close his eyes this time to concentrate, beginning to slowly bob further inward. Getsuga gave a gasp as he suddenly felt his nose reaching close to his crotchfuzz, giving a gagging gulp as he suddenly deepthroated the older boy. A warm huff through his nose before he pulled off in a loud, heated gasp, a ribbon of pre connecting the tip of that dick to his lips as his tongue dangled from the side. He looked up, almost appologetic as he pushed back in again around his dick, bobbing his head a lot quicker this time around. Getsu groaned in pleasure as he leaned back and allowed him to bob, to suckle over that thick cock. "Oooh! Yes! There ya go! There's a good little pet!" He'd puff out his chest himself, his body towering over Kiroja. He'd suddenly lean down and fall on all fours, placing his paws on Kiro's back, on all fours over the little skox, pushing him down, his head rubbing up against Getsu's tummy as his chest was almost pushed to the ground. His ass held high in the air, tail swaying as he felt his lips still around that dick, which was all he wanted. He'd bob his head in gentle strokes, still submitting to the larger creature as he worked his dominance over the little skox.

He'd moan around that piece of meat through his lips until he suddenly felt Getsu start to thrust. In short controlled bursts he reached down, gripped Kiro's hips and began to pump into his little mouth. Pinned and pumped into, his body swayed with the motions that the older one forced onto him. That long, veiny cock pushed past his lips over his tongue, pre dribbling from the tip as he quickened his pace. Over and over he began to pant and groan. Kiro felt his cock began to stiffen even more, which usually meant he was close to cumming. It was no more made aparant than when Getsu spoke through his groans and heated grunts. "Oh god, Kiro... I'm gonna cum. Get ready to swallow like a good... little.. boy! Nnngg!"

It wasn't much warning, but after a few more thrusts, his hips had halted and balls rested on Kiro's chin. A sudden burst of hot cum came gushing out, followed by a few more. He hissed through his teeth as he had allowed the first few thick ropes of cum to spatter into Kiro's mouth until he surprised him by pulling out suddenly, his cock dangling in front of his face and resting atop of his nose which began to twitch and lift, blowing it's load over the bridge of Kiroja's nose, spurting and decorating his face with long ribbons of thick spunk.

Kiro did nothing but remain still and took it, swallowing what he could, his throat dumping away his hot cum into his warm belly, happy to have gotten his new master off. Though he knew it wasn't the last. He had felt Getsu slowly wind down. He managed to open an eye, the only thing not covered in that hot spunk. He smirked up to him, pouting slightly as he felt unable to move or make any sort of facial expression without feeling that cum shift. Getsu groaned and knelt down, leaning down to gently lick and groom at his other eye to clean it off, allowing him room to open it. He'd kiss at his nose, smearing a bit of his own cum on his lips before he cupped a paw under Kiro's chin and lifted it up and pursed his lips to touch to Kiro's own in a brief, supple cum covered kiss. He'd pull away, a thick rope of cum connecting their lips for a moment before he smirked and stood up, giving the leash a tug to pull him up on his feet. "Mmm, c'mon now. Let's go get yourself cleaned up, my little kitten. That sound good?"

Kiroja stood up and smiled, nodding as he obediently leaned in and pressed close, his own hardened erection rubbing against Getsu's leg under his boxers. He reached down, grasping that hardened dick as he gave it a few strokes. "Ooo, someone's excited? Then c'mon, follow me." Getsuga commanded as he gave another light tug, pulling him along and towards the bathroom.

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The door lightly pushed open, a tall Getsuga walking in with a leashed, sticky skox in tow. He'd draw some water and started the shower, turning to look to the other as he tugged on the leash again, pulling him in to rub against his leg. An arm slung around the little one as he kissed at his forehead. He'd let the water warm up an as a bit of a tease, he'd tap at Kiro's ankles: "Mm, now kneel and clean me off. There's still a bit of cum on there. Gotta lick it all up." Of course he said this with the kitty's face still peppered with his own spunk. Kiro gave a light gasp as he felt himself fall gently to a knee, then dropped to the other, eyeing that dangling dick in front of him. He was hung, yet still presentable, dangling like a fresh morsel of meat with a garnish of juice at the tip. He'd lean in and dragged his tongue underneath the head, gazing up to Getsuga with lust filled eyes. He took the thick bead of cum at the tip and brushed it atop his tongue and like a hungry cat, lapped and lapped at the tip until his fresh milk was all gone. He'd wrap his lips around the tip, bobbing down and slowly back up to let loose with a little wet pop as it bobbed out of his mouth. A gracious little pet to his head of hair and a tug to his leash followed by the command of "Stand up. That's my good little boy~"

Kiro did as he was told, leaning in to nuzzle sweetly at Getsu's chest. He had smeared a bit of that fresh cum on his chest a bit, cooing to him. Getsu took a few steps backwards, causing the little skox to whimper as he pulled away. He took steps after until he pressed into him again and a sudden slip of Getsu's hands was felt around that slender skox's waist. Kiroja looked down to his side, swaying his bubbly hips as he felt Getsu start to shimmy those perfect little undies off his hips to let collect around his ankles. Shivering to the introduction of the cool breeze, he'd huff and soon found himself pulled gently in the shower with the other.

The water was chilled at first causing him to latch to Getsu in a shivering mess, whimpering into his chest-tuft. Getsuga turned, his back facing the water to stop the rest from hitting the little skox. He stopped shivering and looked up, a happy smile and a sway of his tail behind him as he kissed at his chest. The leash was quickly removed and put to the side before the curtain was closed.

Getsu's larger body swayed calmly in the warming water, his fur matting together as he stood in the way of the spray of water. Kiroja heard the watersplats and braced himself for the eventual douse as he felt Getsu take a step back, leaning the waterspout to drench him. Though Kiro leaned off to the side, stopping the water from hitting his face. Getsu politely leaned in, holding his chin and cheeks with his paws as he drew his tongue to softly and carefully lap at his face. He'd calmly and delicately licked his own spunk from Kiroja's face. He'd blush tremendously, clawing meekly at the larger creature's chest. His leg curled upwards and between Getsu's thighs, rubbing at them as he pressed his stiffened length at his thigh. Getsuga pushed his thigh forward into that grinding lap, pressing that firm and soft thigh into that piece of hard flesh, causing Kiro to gasp out, mouth hung open as Getsu groomed at him. He took his own seed into his maw, halting from swallowing just yet. He'd lean in and nibble at Kiro's lips as they hung open, his tongue slipping forward to deposit a small amount of his spunk ontop of Kiro's own tongue, pulling away with a long strand connecting the two. Shortly after, he pressed his lips to Kiroja's and held him in a kiss. As he did, he leaned foward, gently and slowly pushing Kiro back. Though because of his posture, his back began to arch instead, exactly what Getsuga wished. In somewhat of a dancing 'dip', he'd press a hand to Kiro's back for support as he opened his lips and let his own spunk slowly draw out of his maw and into Kiro's, slowly dripping with the texture of warm molases. Kiro lapped and swallowed with relented want until there was none left, keeping in the kiss before he leaned back up.

He'd smirk and clawed down Kiroja's back, causing him to rub up against him some more as the water slowly began to matt them both together. Getsu would then turn the little skox around and guided him to the wall, pressing his hands to it. He'd arch his back, almost out of habit, as a hand began to stroke along his backside. A gentle coo as he stood on his tiptoes upon feeling the stroke along his body. Getsu leaned in, arm tucked around and against Kiro's slender stomach, holding him steady as he nibbled against his neck, breathing hotly down his neck. The water trickled and patted against Kiro's back, wetting him down, tickling between the subtle cleft between his bubbly cheeks.

The sound of a bottle opened and a cold sensation of gel was felt against Kiro's back as Getsu began to douse a few strands of shampoo along his back. He'd begin to lather him up, his large hands finding a wonderful excuse to touch and caress over his little body with delicious want. His fingers pressed into his fur, massaging against Kiro's body as he pushed his palms along the curve of his delicate spine. He'd hook his arms around his body, petting and spreading the soap around, wanting to cover every inch of his body. He'd kneel down, slipping an arm between Kiro's thighs as he soaped up a leg. His arms rose their way up, Kiro shivering in appreciation until he felt a delicate press to his dangling pair from a soapy, sudsy paw. A shake as he almost slipped, but fell back onto Getsu's shoulder, almost sitting on it. A smirk as he stroked a paw up and along his hardened length. His shoulder held that bubbly butt as his paw slowly drew it's way up and down that stiff length presented between Kiro's legs. He'd glance up, watching him place his paws on the wall, shuddering as his body's back was drenched with the falling water, his face frozen with an open mouth, tongue idly dangling as he exhaled and panted. His dick lay stiff, throbbing with the attentive strokes he was given. His knees buckled, knocking together as he was stroked, that sudsy paw slicking up and down that veiny length.

He'd close his eyes, ears tucking back as his thighs squeezed around Getsuga's arm that lay between them, stroking at his dangling pair. After a while of teasing strokes, he'd stop and pull away and a sudden press was felt behind him, squeezing his back to arch forcefully as a thick, lengthy dick pressed between his cheeks. A deep exhale, a huff as he arched his head around his shoulder as he felt the tender press of Getsu's lips on his own. His eyes fluttered shut as he moaned deliciously into the kiss as he felt a pushing grind to his exposed, soapy rump. Getsu groaned in kind, his dick slick as he rolled his hips, thighs pressing against Kiro's legs as he pushed into his tailbase.

His arms wrapped around Kiro's lithe body and slender waist, a paw resuming it's stroking motions to Kiro's member, back and forth in slow, constant pumps. He'd keep the kiss going, pulling slightly back as a sudden meaty kiss was pressed to Kiro's rosebud, hidden under that tail of his. A sweet moan as a push easily opened that hole apart and like expected company to one's house, he began to slip on in with little resistance. His brow arched, a look of utter ecstacy plastered on his face as he was penetrated by the larger creature. His member pushed, inch after hot, soapy inch, burying itself a quarter of the way before he gave a sudden and firm -shove- and went in balls deep into the little skox. Kiro whined as he was invaded and pushed against, suddenly breaking the kiss, feeling the need to push his head against the tiles in front of him to let loose a loud yowl, Getsu towered over his body as it arched, scrunched under him. A strong arm curled under his stomach, the other pressing against his shoulder as he suddenly pulled and pushed his way back in, followed by a meaty and audible slap, sending his body upwards back onto his tiptoes.

Water poured over them as the roar of the faucet head rained down heated water over their tangled bodies. A shove again, Kiro's body shuddered in pleasurable bliss. Another shove, a slap, a girlish moan as that hidden prostate was speared. He'd smile, Getsu's face lit up from the delicious sounds coming from the skox. He'd reach up, heavy paws petting along his sides and up to his armpits, along his arms and up to his wrists, his entire front against Kiro's back, pressing into him a bit firmly as he began to grind hard, enough to hoist up that deliciously bubbly rear, puffing it up and against him as he pushed short and firm bursts of his hips against that willing ass. Slapping, over and over, each push, firm in strength, threatened to lift the little boy up into the air, his toes loosing stability as he stood there, mercilessly fucked and bounced on Getsu's lap. His mouth hung open, his cheek against the porcelain wall as his faced lay locked, open in a blissful plateau of pleasure.

"Oh god! G-Getsu! It-It's so big! I-I can-can't take it much longer!" :he'd whine to the larger male behind him, his cock bouncing, slapping up against his stomach with each thrust, meaty slaps echoing into the air as the larger creature fucked him against the wall. A deep moan as he suddenly lifted Kiro's body by his hips, arms tucked under to hook and hold against his stomach, his legs now dangling, still speared against that lengthy dick. A surprised squeal as he almost slipped on the wall, but kept his balance. A sudden pull, the sensation of shrinking inside his rump before Getsu pushed back, forcing his dick into him again, filling him up with his meat. A pull and a sloppy thrust again, the sloshing sounds of soap and water coating that lengthy cock. Slurp and slap, slurp and slap, his thrusts long and anxious, powerful as he fucked him in the air.

"G-G-Getsu! Oh yes! Fuck me! Please!" Kiro could only scream as he suddenly felt his dick surge. A scream as his hole squeezed and suckled hard on Getsu's cock as his own began to pump a thick cream to spatter against the wall in front of him. Again and again, decorating it in a messy criss cross display of lust. A springing hose, he'd continue to empty his load against the wall, sticking ropes against his stomach to ribbon down against his dick. Getsu felt the squeeze and with a few more hard thrusts, gave a final push, Kiro's rump tingling with the sudden heated rush of the larger creature's load. He'd growl and almost scream himself, but he muffled his extactic blissful sounds with a firm mating bite to Kiro's shoulder. He pushed in, scrunching his body again under his as he thrusted, pushed, and released. Kiro almost felt his body weighted down with the other's bountiful cream, keeping him lifted off the ground as he emptied out, his climax trailing into a groaning exhale, gently putting Kiro back on the ground. He'd reach back and frantically began to nuzzle under Getsu's chin, purring deeply as he smiled, reaching up to hook his arms over his head, keeping himself still and against him as Getsu reached around to hug him firmly, dick still buried between those luscious cheeks.

A few strokes to his head with that fluffy towel, he'd giggle as he was lost under that lengthy towel. Getsuga dried the little one off as they stood outside the bathroom, the chilly air aiding in the speedy drying process. Kiro started to shiver though, and they retreated to the bedroom, Kiro in tow as Getsu tugged at the collar he had snapped back onto his neck. They had lazily flopped into bed, Kiro curling up next to the larger male as he made himself warm, the comforters pulled up and over them. He'd nuzzle into Getsu's chest and pressed forward, blushing warmly as he nibbled at his pecs, tail curling up and over his own legs to Getsu's. His larger tail curled back to hook over Kiro's own, holding him close as he kept him wrapped up against him and under the covers.

Though that pose wouldn't last for very long after a few short moments. Kiro leaned up and kissed at Getsuga's chin and smiled. "Be right back~" He'd say as he slipped himself under the covers and hid underneath them until all but a lump over the top remained where the little skox was. He'd blink in curiosity as he watched it move around, then towards him. A push to his stomach as he was on his back, the little figure underneath crawling suddenly over his body, though he'd had felt Kiro's legs press up against his ribs, feet tickling against his arms. A push back and a tail poked through and fluffed at Getsu's face, a glance up to reveal Kiro's shapely ass, the covers gently over the tops of his cheeks. A sudden moan as a pair of warm hands wrapped around Getsu's cockbase, giving it a few warm strokes until a sudden heated enclosure was felt around it. His maw slurped and inhaled his hung, floppy cock and began to suckle and lick with a devilish fervor. He'd close his eyes, moaning as he was slowly throbbing back to life. Kiro's paws reached around and hoisted up that pair of heavy, hanging balls, pushing them up as he wiggled his head, maw closed over that growing dick.

Throbbing to life, each lick coaxed another rise. Inch after inch began to show through again, growing aroused right inside his pleasuring muzzle. Getsuga whined and squirmed, his paws hooking under Kiro's thighs to reach up and latch to his firm cheeks, giving them a squeeze as he leaned in and surprised the little one with a warm slooooow lick to his own dangling pair. He had left himself wide open, and he was not about to be left alone. A loud squeak from under the covers, his maw popping off that lengthy dick as he stroked at it, nuzzling into Getsu's crotch, licking at his balls he had lifted up. Getsu had lifted the little boy slightly upwards, spying that dangling dick of his as well, firm and hot to the touch. He'd slip in and drug his tongue along it's underside, tasting of his own meat. He'd coo as Kiro inhaled and dove back in, locking his lips and muzzle around Getsu's member, bobbing his head feverishly. The most delicious of suckling sounds eminated from under the covers as Getsu moaned out in pleasure. "Ooooh shit, boy. Since when you'd get so hungry today!" He'd say, hips lightly gyrating, though not enough to disrupt Kiro's amazing pace. Over and over he bobbed until he stopped shortly after. He'd lift the covers up and was about to spin around in his seat until Getsu's pair of hands grasped his hips. A frightened gasp as his claws dug in as he was thrown forward to fall on all fours, Getsu pouncing behind him, pinning him down with a firm shove between his cheeks. A meaty and wet poke landed against that hidden pucker and a firm push suddenly began to spread him open. He'd open his maw agape, inhaling in an inaudiable yelp until an arm hooked around him and lodged in his jaw. Without hesitating, Kiro bit down and hard as he was penetrated again and pushed into. He was still tight. The romping they had earlier hadn't loostened him up one bit, which made entry all the more pleasurable. Getsu growled and inhaled, deeply breathing as he pushed and pushed rather quickly until he had suddenly hilted in the smaller boy. Kiro whined, his back arching as he trembled. It had felt different. He had felt different. It was like the demon of lust had taken over him and needed to be expelled.

Getsu moaned as he grinded hotly into the smaller skox, leaning in to press cheek to cheek for him to better hear those growls of lust. "Nnnn, I was about ready for sleep, but since you insist, what say we give that tight ass another workover?" He'd grin as he began to thrust hard, loud slapping rose into the air, each thrust vibrating Kiro to his core. He closed his eyes and tucked his ears back, tearing up slightly from the sudden mixed sensations of pain and pleasure. Getsu's arm hooked under him, holding onto his stomach, cradling it as he thrust, thrust, thrust into the younger boy's tight ass. Kiro's length sprung over and over again, slapping repeatedly up against Getsu's hand, trails of pre occasionally spurting from the tip as his prostate was jabbed over and over.

Kiro tried to moan, though all sounds became muffled through Getsu's arm until he had moved it away to hug around the little skox, though once removed, he had wished to scream out in bliss but he was washed away in such a pleasurable throve that trying to scream brought out nothing. He was fucked speechless.

It had felt like an eternity, on all fours, being mated, fucked against by what felt like a wild beast. His meaty girth slipping in and out of his tight orifice, his bubbly rear jiggling with each firm thrust of Getsu's powerful hips. It had felt like an eternity unitl he stopped. Kiro bounced forward and back, spearing himself on the older hybrid's dick unintentionally, realizing that his momentum had driven him to push back while he was being fucked. He felt those arms around him tighten, then a sudden flip backwards as Getsu landed on his back, Kiro atop, his back against Getsu's front, still lodged atop that swollen, hot cock. Getsu's paws reached down and grasped the other's thighs, lifting them up as he pulled his entire body up along Getsu's own, and with a thrust, began to bounce him on his stomach, legs spread wide as he fucked him. He was lost in pleasure, he had reached for his own dick, lifelessly slapping against his tummy, gripping it to stroke furiously as his prostate was stimulated. Each stroke was almost orgasmic. The nerves in his body brought to heights unimaginable.

Getsu changed positions yet again, suddenly closing Kiro's legs as he fell to his side, pulling Kiro right up to his front, wrapping his arm tight under him, the other lifting up his leg as he began to grind feverishly into his tight, wanting hole. Kiro gasped, almost screaming as it felt like Getsu's dick had lengthened several inches. It seemed switching positions in such a manner gave off the illusion. He lifted his head to find it locked in another sudden kiss. He had forgone touching himself at this point, content with the way he was grinded into on his side, reaching up for the kiss.

It was unfortunately brought short, but only briefly. Getsu's body rising up as he repositioned himself on his knees, between Kiro's legs, lifting them up high in the air and over his shoulders as he leaned in, scrunching up Kiro's body and pushed in for another kiss. Though at this new position, as Getsu pulled his way up, as he slammed back down, Kiro's eyes almost widened as his dick spurted a trail of pre almost instantly. The pressure, the angle and the thrust down into the working of gravity all worked in concert. Another pull and hard thrust which was followed by a deep grind worked against Kiro's tight rump, pushing him into himself in a rather comfortable manner. Getsuga's balls rubbing and fluffing up against Kiro's tailbase, heavy and full of his seed once again, ached for release. Words needed not be spoken, they were both lost in pleasure at this point they just let passion take over. Each thrust downward caused Kiroja to squeak, letting out sweet simpering moans as he felt himself on the verge of release.

Each thrust felt like it took forever. His body rose and fell, fucking the smaller skox as he took every inch of his thick, meaty, throbbing dick. It wasn't long until he lay Kiro down and began to pull himself out, moaning and exhaling quickly and sharply into the kiss, signaling his impending release. He was about to pull away until Kiro reached up to grasp the back of Getsu's head, keeping him still, locking lips. An immediate gasp as a loud pop followed Getsu's exit, pulling out as he stroked and immediately began to cum. Hot ropes burned against Kiro's stomach. Long ribbons of hot seed splotching over and over on his body, adding delicious white trails along his cock. The sensation was unbearable as Kiro suddenly felt Getsu grasp onto his own dick as well, stroking firmly. Kiro hadn't lasted long after that, a burst of his own white seed began to mix with Getsu's own. They had moaned into their kiss, right on through their climax. Once over, paws released, thick pieces flopped and lay against sticky fur.

"Mmm, I'm... I'm g-going to have to loose against you more often.." Getsuga said as he nibbled at Kiro's ear, sighing blissfully.

"Maybe you shooould. Or maybe we... s-should just do this more often." Kiro chimed back, nibbling softly at his chest fluff.

"You mean play Call of Duty 4? That would be fun!" Getsu laughed in jest, nibbling at his cheek, laughing further as he noticed Kiro's pouty face. He had pulled out a towel and padded the little one down, cleaning his fur as he snickered to himself. "You know, you look cute with white fur."

"Oh haaa haaa" Kiro said, touching a bit on a finger and smearing the mixed seed on Getsu's nose. "And you look cute with a white nose!" Getsu leaned in and smudged his nose with Kiro's own, wiping it off before immediately following up to lick it off.

"Mmm, so, tomorrow... best six out of seven?" Getsuga said before rolling on his side, hugging Kiro against his fluffy body.

"Sounds good. Nothing important going on tomorrow." He's respond, sighing happily as he cuddled back into Getsu, slipping into a most sought after slumber with the other. "Goodnight Gets~ Love you."

"Love ya too, hon~" He'd respond, a kiss to the back of Kiro's head before they had retired for the night.

~Fin?It was a quiet night, nothing planned usually lends to a night of relaxation and gaming. Pizza filled the air, the lights off as the only set of illuminating objects were the flatscreen tv, shining Call of Duty on split screen. A pair of silohettes sitting side by side, the soft cliking of buttons pressed followed by the contrasting blasts of gunfire and explosions.