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All around the mulberry bush...

Science is a footrace and so far the pharmaceutical industry is winning. Genetics could be a close second though. Not that I really care, I'm just a glorified salesmonkey. It's not a bad life. I get to travel the world for free and every now and again I can spring for first-class. You could say that flying is big past time for me. I even have the noise-canceling headphones to save me from the deleterious cries of infants. All in all I'm quite content with where I'm at. However I am kind of in a bit of a dry spell. The time I spend in any given city isn't enough for me to meet someone and seal the deal. Or maybe I just don't work fast enough. If only I could be more aggressive.

Right now I'm under contract with this corporate lab that's genetically altered silkworms to produce a fiber as strong as steel. Naturally, this has inherent military applications so it's my job to land this contract with the Department of Defense. Eventually this technology would be used one way or another, but it was up to me to sell them on using our facilities to grow the mulberry trees to feed the silkworms. A big, fat, federal check would do the CEO's good. A whole ¼ of the U.S. has the right climate and environment to grow them, but they could easily outsource for a lower price. I had some more-than-likely-skewed numbers that would hopefully help them see differently.

I touched down at the airport late as usual. I didn't have time to check into my hotel and I doubted they would hold my reservation for very long. I barely managed to get my rental car in a timely manner. A silent prayer of "Please, please, please..." escaped my lips as I pulled up to the north gate of the base and hoped they would just let me show my ID and pass. A few times I've had to pull over and let them search my car. Today I couldn't afford such a luxury.

When I strolled into the conference room it was already full of older gentlemen in their respective uniforms. They had the projector already set up so I recovered some time lost. My check in time for the reservation had been missed by a wide margin so on top of having to give the presentation on the fly I had to worry about where I was going to sleep that night. I tried to put it out of my head and focus on the task at hand. Once my laptop had been set up and booted I called the attention of the room and directed it to the power point.

"I'll try not to beat around the mulberry bush." I joked. I always liked to start off with a joke, even if it was a bad one. I got a few dry chuckles from my audience. They took notes as I did my best to cajole them into buying our various concept designs. In a long hour I covered every facet of our program. I thanked them for there time and excused them to report back to whoever had to confirm their decision. After I'd packed my equipment I was heading out the door when a short gray ermine approached me.

"Hello sir, my name's Saxen." he said and extended his paw for a shake. I shook it firmly and replied

"It's a pleasure. I'm Jacob."

"Well Jacob, I've been kind of a chemistry geek since high school. I was wondering if I could buy you a drink and chat you up a little more about this silk of yours."

"I'd be happy to, Saxen." I smiled. "What time?"

"I get off in about half an hour, so around eight?"

"Sure, sounds good."

"Wonderful!" Saxon beamed. He pulled a scrap of paper from his folder and scribbled down an address. "Here you go." The ermine said with a grin.

"See you then." I nodded. In half an hour I had to try to find a hotel to stay at. Two were full and it was on my way to the third that I realized that I was going to be late. Though Saxon did say "around eight" it didn't feel like I was being punctual unless I showed up right at eight.

The monkey chased the weasel...

The time on my watch was 8:10 when I finally pulled into the gravel lot of the rickety shack of a bar. From the outside it struck me as a military bar, which would make sense since we were so close to a base. I wasn't sure that they'd let a civilian in, but no one seemed to pay attention as I strolled through the door and met my new acquaintance. We greeted each other and I shook his paw. I sat at a rather large booth across from the ermine. They'd must have just been reupholstered because the leather smelled new. Saxon was still in his uniform. He looked quite striking. His pressed coat seemed to frame his torso. The ermine was probably a few years older than me, but no more than ten. Whatever stressful conditions he worked under hardly showed in his appearance. There were only a few sparse flecks of white fur in the sea of gray that covered him.

We ordered a pitcher of beer, though I'm not too fond of the stuff. He offered to pay so I let him. We began with the subject of chemistry, but the topic was exhausted quickly since I didn't know much about it other than what I had learned for my presentations. Saxon questioned me about the molecular structure and all I could offer was the chemical composition: C12 H29 N5 O11 .

"Hmm." He said thoughtfully. "Carbon's a pretty nifty element. It can be very strong in the right arrangement. Graphene, which is composed of carbon, is supposed to usher in a new industrial revolution."

"Oh, really? I think I've heard about that." I lied. If I could offer anything to the conversation it would at least be a shared experience. Even if that much was a lie. I listened attentively and contributed whatever relevant things I could.

The second pitcher came and I had only drank one glass at that point. Saxon was drinking a lot, though I don't think he realized it. I drank more when I talked a lot also. I pounced on the opportunity to change the subject.

"So, um, gotta girlfriend or anyone special?"

"Well, heh..." He sat back. "I never much enjoyed the company of women." He smiled shyly.

"Oh? I can relate." I winked and his smile brightened considerably. "So you're single?"

"Mmhm." He nodded.

"That's a shame." I smirked devilishly. It wasn't my intention to flirt so much, but it had been a while since I'd been able to interact in such a way with someone. I relished the opportunity. We talked for a little while longer but more and more enlisted men began to join as the night became older. After a while it was quite loud and we opted to leave. We braved the cold air outside the large wooden double doors of the bar. Our meeting had consumed three pitchers of beer, though Saxon did most of the work. I looked at my watch and thought aloud "I should really find a hotel."

"Ugh, " Saxon said, rubbing his face. "I don't think I should be driving. Jacob, would you mind giving me a ride? You could stay with me for the night if you like."

"Hmm, sure." I thought it over. "Yeah, I could do that."

The Monkey thought t'was all in fun...

By his direction I drove to a small home the military provided near the base and parked in the driveway. Saxon fished his keys out of his pocket at the front door and let us inside. As soon as I stepped inside his paw met my chest and stopped me in my place. For a brief moment he stood on his toes and placed a kiss on my lips. He immediately looked away in almost a shameful manner like he didn't mean to. With my index finger I guided his chin back towards me and returned the kiss.

Once we entered through the doorway of his room I completely disregarded the fact that there was a perfectly good bed to use and guided him against the wall. I took his wrists and lifted his paws above his head and kissed him deeply. The layers of clothing were peeled back until our bare bodies bore themselves to each other. We exchanged small kisses and murrs as I took both our cocks and stroked them in my palm. All the little motions spread pre between us in thin layers. When I felt he had been warmed up enough I firmly grasped his thighs and slid him up the wall.

Saxon hovered over my firm member as he laced his fingers behind my neck. The sleepy expression on his face flowered as I lowered him down onto me. His puckered tailhole resisted for a moment, but the weight of his body quickly overcame this. The ermine's legs wrapped around me as his rear hugged me nicely. It was a tight fit and I hoped it didn't mean I was his first. The thought barely crossed my mind as I began to drive into him. I looked him in the eyes as I moved in and out. He blushed with a coy smile and started to kiss me. I suppose it was all well. I don't think I'd want someone staring me in the face the entire time either. I wanted to stroke him, knowing he needed it. It would be a bad lover of me not to be mindful of his needs, but my hands were busy holding him up as I ravaged his rump.

His moans squeaked out as I entered. Saxon had relaxed around me some, but it was still snug. I can imagine without lubricant there would be some discomfort, but he didn't show it. The fit body of the mustelid melted between me and the wall, giving in to every sensation. The room became noticeably hot and I found small beads of sweat forming on my forehead. They dripped when they became heavy enough onto Saxon's fuzzy belly. I let out my own grunts and moans as the pleasure and his rear gripped me. When it became too much I pulled myself from him because I wasn't ready to come yet. I let him off the wall and kissed him. My wet cock gleamed under the incandescent lighting.

"Turn around." I asked with a breathy voice.

He complied as I took his hands once more and put them on the wall over his head. Saxon bent over slightly presenting his firm tush to me. My hands wrapped around his chest as I came close behind him and rubbed my member between his cheeks gently before he enfolded me fully inside him. It was much easier the second time around now that he was nice and wet for me. I picked him up by his thighs and the thin ermine was suspended between me and the wall. I loved the endurance of it all. I'm sure it took a great deal of strength on his part too since the musculature of his back became well defined as he braced himself against the wall. I was finally able to stroke him with my arm folded around his waist. My strokes became a little frantic as I struggled to finish before my strength failed me. In my hand Saxons cock throbbed and erupted hot strands of mustelid cum onto the wall. I followed shortly after, burying the entirety of my member between those cheeks and spewing my seed deep inside him.

Saxon dismounted me, freeing my cock and letting drops of cum drip. I hugged him from behind and kissed his cheek. "We made a mess." He chuckled. I knelt down and licked up the globs oozing down the wall. "All better." I smiled. Though I wasn't sure if I had it in me, I picked him up bridal style and carried him to the bed. We slipped under the covers still nude. His smaller frame cozied up to mine with his tail slipping between my legs. My tail curled around his and he drifted off in my arms.

It was very early in the morning when my phone vibrated, beeped loudly, and woke me up. I quietly and reluctantly slid out of the bed and got dressed. There was a small notepad that I kept in my coat pocket. On it I scrawled a small thank you note telling him that I hoped to see him again. I signed it and left my phone number. I hated to leave him like that, but I had a plane to catch and I hate being late.

Pop goes the weasel.