FSE

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The company truck creaked under my weight as I got in, then again when Micheal (or Mike, as he preferred) got in. We were both wearing khaki pants and dark green long sleeve shirts with the Penn Lawn logo on the right breast. I pulled my seat all the way out so I could bend down and untie my boots.

The plan was to leave them on until I got to Mac's apartment, but they were so tight and my feet so sore that I couldn't wait a second longer. I let out an audible sigh of relief when I slipped my paws out, and I sat there for a good thirty seconds. “You good, man?" I looked over to Mike as he started the truck.

We had just finished our last job of the day and were heading to the office to clock out. “Yeah, I'm good, just took my boots off is all." I reached to roll down my window, but stopped, I wanted to save as much of my natural stink as possible. “I know you mammals ain't as sturdy as reptiles, but I thought only the weaker species had to wear shoes." I haven't known many reptiles in my life, but Mike is definitely the worst.

He's a crocodile with the standard blackish-green color, two inches taller than me, but we both weigh 265 pounds, and had the worst 'holier than thou' attitude I've ever seen. I've heard more derogatory terms and words since working with him than I have in my entire life, and I only started four months ago. I didn't want to talk to him and I really didn't want to tell him the real reason I was wearing boots, but it would make my job more unbearable if my 'superior' knew how much I hated him. “A friend of mine recommended I wear boots, so expect to see more of them". There was a little edge in my voice, I thought he would get the hint, but Mike was a talker.

“'Friend'? Is this the same friend who you've been talking out with almost every day?" He was also nosy. “Yeah, that's the one."

“You know, Jimmy," He stopped at a stop sign and looked at me with a smug grin. “In my day we called them girlfriends". He said it like he just solved the world's greatest mystery. I wanted to tell him right there and then out of spite, but decided it was better to leave it, so I turned to face him. “In your day you put lead in the gas and bi-species marriages were illegal." He chewed on it for a second until finally facing forward and started to drive again. We sat in silence for the rest of the way.

I spaced out until we finally reached the office, which was what we just called it. It was a one-story building with a double door garage attached to it. Mike parked the truck in the garage and got out. I placed one paw on the cold concrete floor, and I realized I forgot something. I groaned as I sat back down and slipped the boots back on. I bent over and tied them, stepping back on the floor just in time to see Mike head into the office proper.

Walking in myself, the air-conditioned air hit me like a sack of bricks. I walked over to Sarah's desk where Mike was hitting on her. “How about you, you got a boyfriend?"

“Not right now, I've been focusing on school." The black and brown garden snake replied. She turned to face me as I approached and flicked her tongue out as a greeting. She immediately regretted it and scrunched up her face. “Jimmy, my God. You smell terrible." She backed up a bit and covered her mouth.

I was a little embarrassed, and if I was a 'smoothie' as Mike would put it, they would see some red on my cheeks. “Sorry about that, I must have forgotten to put deodorant on this morning." I lied. Sarah calmed down and scooched back to where she was. “You better take a shower before heading to your new girlfriend's house." Always the gossip.

I shot Mike a glare he didn't see and tried to get out of this conversation as soon as possible. “I'll do that. In fact, I'll go clock out now." Sarah's face fell a bit. “Oh, come on Jimmy. Tell us about her." Her eyes lit up at the thought.

“There's not much to tell." I shrugged.

“Of course there is. You must like her a lot if she got you wearing shoes." Mike chimed in.

“Shoes! I've only seen humans wear shoes, does that mean she's a human?" Sarah asked.

“Yeah, she is." They already figured it out and I thought if I gave them a little detail then they would let me leave. “Wow, Jimmy. Then you really want to wash up before you head over, you know humans can be, they hate smelly things." I grinned at how wrong she was.

“I better leave then, she wants to talk about something, and I'm supposed to head over to her place once I'm done working so we can spend all weekend together, I better leave and take a shower first."

“Goodnight Jimmy." Sarah waved. “'Night." Mike didn't even look up.

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I pulled into Mac's apartment lot around 5:15. He would be home from his job by now and hopefully he wouldn't have started to make dinner yet, or I would have worn these torture devices for nothing. I quickly got out and headed into the apartment proper. I made my way past two aardwolves and a sheep in the lobby and made my way up the steps to the third floor.

I got in the apartment and saw my prize right in front of me. Mac's apartment had his kitchen right in the entrance, which is where he was filling a pot with water. I closed the door and bent down to take my boots. “Hey babe, I'm back." I tied my laces too tight, and I was struggling a bit. “Hey, I just started dinner, I'm making spaghetti." He turned the sink off and placed the pot on the stove as I finally got the boot off.

“Just started huh, so you haven't started cooking anything, or cut stuff?" I left one of the boots on the ground since I only needed one. I walked up behind Mac as he reached for spaghetti noodles, also checking to see if anything had started, which it didn't look like he did.

“Nope, just starti-." With the confirmation I wrapped my free arm around the little twinks waist and pulled him in, and before he could say anything I put my boot in front of his face. I didn't shove his face into it, just put it in front, close enough that he could smell the eight hours of sweat.

He froze for a bit as his mind caught up, then I heard him sniffing.

Then the moans.

The apartment was filled with the sound of his sniffs and groans. He grabbed the boot with both hands and tried to pull it closer, but I held it in place. He let out a whimper and tried to shove his face into it but I pulled it away.

I leaned down so I was right up against his ear. “You want it?" He let out a little gasp before responding. “Yes."

I shoved my boot right in his face, it was big enough to cover his nose and mouth. He retched at first and I thought of pulling it back, but then he started huffing it. While he took his deep, long breaths in the boot, I moved my hand holding him down towards his crotch and slipped it in. His cock was hard at this point, and I wrapped my hand around it, engulfing it in my much bigger hand. Mac moaned and squirmed, pushing his rear against my own rock-hard cock.

I gave him a quick kiss on his cheek before moving my mouth down to his neck. I first licked it, running my tongue all over his right side and front, then I bit him. Not too hard, but the gasp he made was really cute. The boot in his face, bite on the neck and hand stroking him was too much and he came. He grunted and thrusted into my hand as he came.

It lasted less than ten seconds and afterwards he was spent. He slouched, leaned against me and was breathing heavily. With my boot still on his face. I pulled my hand out of his pants and replaced the boot with my cum covered hand. He stared at it for a second and opened his mouth.

I crammed the hand into his mouth. He tried to suck on it, but my hand was too big, so I removed my thumb and pinky. This was much better because now he could close his mouth around the remaining three fingers. He sucked and ran his tongue 'round and between my 'sausage fingers'. I pulled them out and shoved my cum covered palm into his face, which he started to lick.

After my hand was soaked, I gave him a long kiss on the mouth. I ran my tongue all over his mouth and shoved it into his throat. The parting left both of us out of breath. “I had other plans for dinner, something with more protein and calcium." Before he could say anything, I shoved the boot back on and led him to the bedroom.

He was still huffing my boot as we walked in, I left him standing as I took off my shirt. In one swift motion, I grabbed the boot, threw it to the ground, grabbed the back of his head and shoved it into my pit. The moans stopped and the sniffing became so loud that I was worried he was going to get a nosebleed. While his face was in my pit, he unbuttoned his pants and let them and his underwear fall around his ankles.

He started to stroke his cock, which was at full mast again. I removed his face from my side and shoved him on the bed. He landed on his ass and looked up at me right before we started kissing again. This time I just wrestled with his tongue as he wrapped his arms around my neck. He was the one that pulled away this time. He rubbed his face on my cheek and gave it a peck before he started to scratch my ear. “Jimmy, please. I haven't touched myself all week." He sounded like a slut. “Neither have I." I growled.

I stood up and while I undid my pants and slid them past my hip, he took off his shirt and threw it to the side. My cock shot up and smacked against my belly. Mac eyed it and drool started to escape his mouth. He tried to grab it with both hands, but I grabbed his wrists before he could touch it. “Nuh, uh." I moved my hips forward so my 'head' would be touching his belly. “Not until I say so." When I pulled away, a strand of pre kept us connected.

I got on my knees and placed his hands on the side of my face, so his fingers were at the base of my ears. Next, I grabbed his pants and undies and removed them completely. With him on the bed and me on my knees, I was able to stare directly at his cock.

I put my hands on both of his thighs and pushed them away so I could have a better view of the goods. His cock twitched and pre' was building up at the head. I put my snout under it and pushed it against his belly, so it was standing straight up, and inhaled his scent. His scent was very mild, mostly because of the cum that was smeared all over his cock, but it was definitely there. I opened my mouth and placed my tongue on his balls, then moved my mouth up, dragging my tongue as I did.

He was moaning as I did and gripping my ears. He started moaning my name, which was pretty hot. I ran my tongue all the way up until the tip of it was pressed against his glans, I was surprised at how sweet his cum tasted, mine always tasted salty. I kept my tongue on his cock as I pulled my head back a bit, so his cock wasn't pressed against his belly. I then put his entire dick in my maw. I don't know how Mac compares to other humans, but his dick is pretty small. Small enough that it didn't even reach my throat.

Mac was losing it at this point. He was gasping like crazy. “Jimmy! I'm about to cum." He moved his hips forward and pressed right against my maw. I swirled my tongue around, having it dance along every part of his cock I could reach.

Mac let out one last moan as he came. He shot into me with a cute lack of force. It was easy to keep up with as I swallowed every other time he shot. He was cumming more than last time, but it was still nothing compared to what I'll do.

He finished after about ten seconds. I wrapped my tongue around his base and 'slurped' his cock as I pulled back. When his cock was out of my mouth, I admired how perfectly clean it was before I swallowed for the last time that night.

I shoved my snout into the side of his cock and stuck my tongue out. I dragged it from the base to his stomach, through his chest to his neck and finally his cheek, leaving a trail of saliva. “Get in the middle of the bed, lay on your back and close your eyes, your dinner is ready". He complied without question. His nude body was laid out for the world to see.

I kicked off my pants, so I was as nude as he was and walked to the head of the bed. I sat on my knees and positioned myself so that my knees were on both sides of him, and my ass hung above him. I shuffled my knees around to get the perfect angle until I was satisfied. I grabbed my cheeks and spread them and crouched down, so I was right over him. “Go ahead and stick out your tongue for me." His tongue grazed my hole, and it shot electricity through me. It was so surprising that I straightened out and lost balance, falling anus first on Mac's mouth.

I was now sitting on Mac's face with my hands still spreading my cheeks and my knee pointed up at the ceiling. I felt Mac grab my hip and try to pull me up and heard his muffled screams. His shouting made my cock jump, as the vibrations on my anus felt nice, but I quickly leaned forward and let up a bit. I was still sitting on him, but I could definitely hear him breathing air from his nose, which must have stank with skunk ass.

I mercifully gave him some time to catch his breath before I pressed down on him. “You better eat your dinner; I spent all day making it." I felt his tongue glide against my anus. The texture was so different from anything I felt before, and it was so soft. He first started out by licking the sides. He circled his tongue around and around, avoiding the center. He finally started to move his tongue over it, licking from top to bottom. I finally let go of my cheeks and started to masturbate, immediately I reached my climax. Shooting cum over Mac's legs and bed. I did notice that Mac was hard again, but I was more interested in my own desires.

Not satisfied with Mac's lackluster ass eating, I wiggled my hips a bit. “If you want to suck my cock, you need to shove your tongue up my ass, or you'll be stuck there all night." I felt the vibrations of a grunt, before his tongue started to tease me. He first placed it right on my hole, then pressed against my sides. This went on for minutes, getting my dick hard in the process.

Right before I said anything, he finally entered me. I let out a groan as he snaked his way past my ring and into me. I stroked my dick as I pressed down as hard as I could, wanting to get as much of his tongue into me as possible. It pressed against my walls and swirled around. It then pulled out so fast I grunted in response, then it rocketed right back in with such force I yelped. He repeated this process for what felt like forever. In, press, lick, out, in, press, lick, out.

Eventually, he got tired and started to tongue fuck me, shoving his tongue out and back in, punching his way into me. This is what shoved me over the edge, and I came for the second time that night. My load lasted much longer than Macs, I shot ropes all over the bed and floor, all the while Macs was still tongue fucking me.

I finally finished cumming and leaned forward so my ass was no longer suffocating Mac. I could hear his gasping for breath as I leaned over his body. “Close your eyes and get ready for the main course." His breathing paused for a moment and then continued. I couldn't see if he had closed his eyes, but I knew he did.

I lifted my hips above his head and arched my neck down so I was looking towards his face so I could get a better angle, although my belly got in the way, but I could still see it. I lowered my hips so that my cock was right above his mouth. With every exhale, hot air washed over my cock, causing it to pulse and drip pre. A drop fell and landed on his lip and he quickly licked it up. I took this opportunity and slammed my hips down, landing my cock tight down his throat.

The grunts of protest sent vibrations through me as my cock rested in his throat and balls sat on his face. I shook my hips a bit, “Breath through your nose." I said over my shoulder. The protest didn't stop, but I did feel air starting to blow past my nuts.

After a minute, I finally raised my hips up a fraction of an inch and planted them back down. I went up half an inch and back down. This went on for a good fifteen minutes. Each time going up further less than an inch, or sometimes only going up less than last and resetting from there. As I got higher, I could feel my balls being peeled away from his face and I heard the 'slap' they made when I shoved them back down.

After another thirty minutes, I was reaching my limits. I made sure my cock never left his throat, but now was time to finish this. “Get ready babe. I worked hard on this, and I really want you to taste it." I pulled out of his esophagus, but my cock was still in his mouth. I shot my forty-five minutes of build up into his mouth.

The force was twice as strong as last time. Each twitch of my cock shot another rope of cum into Mac's mouth, which was overflowing after two shots. I could hear him spit out my cum and begin to cough. I lifted my hips, so my cock wasn't in his mouth anymore, but I was still cumming. I continued to come as he coughed, all of my cum just landing on his face. He eventually stopped coughing and I soon stopped as well, a little upset that he didn't drink any of it like I wanted. But I was too exhausted to really care.

I flopped down, crushing Mac under me. I felt as my fat molded around his body (and my balls slapped his face one more time). I almost fell asleep when a resounding 'slap' rang throughout the room, and my left cheek started to sting. Getting the hint, I leaned to the side, sat up, and laid right back down. Mac, and the area surrounding his head, was drenched with cum. I wrapped my arms around him and started to lick his face. He was too tired to even protest as I licked him clean. When I finished, I fell asleep with him wrapped in my arms.

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I rounded the corner of the ceiling high shelves, and saw Bert, a gray mouse, straightening the snow shovels we just got. “Hey Bert, I brought cookies if you want any. They're in the same place as last time." He finished placing the shovels and smiled. “Thanks! You made them, right? Because after your last batch, I can never go back to store bought ever again." He slid his hand in front of him, like he was trying to stop the very idea from getting to him.

“Yeah, I made them." I turned around and blushed a little at his enthusiasm. I wasn't embarrassed by my hobby; I was more flustered by his compliments. A some-what scratchy arm was placed on my shoulder as Bert, and I walked to the back. “No reason to be embarrassed Mac, they're really good and I'm sure your boyfriend will love them." “Thanks, I'm glad you think so highly of them." “Of course! If your boyfriend doesn't like them, tell me and I'll smack some sense in him." I exhaled from my nose and smiled at the idea of this mouse two inches smaller than me smacking Jimmy.

“You better hurry to the back then, everyone else is already there." His head swiveled towards me, and his eyes looked like they were about to bulge out of his head. “Goddammit, they're gonna be gone soon." and he ran off towards the back.

I took this moment of solitude to slip my hand in my underwear and just go at it. I scratched with all my might, relieving the itch that was building up all day, only ever getting a few seconds to rub the outside of my pants, and always cursing my stupidity. The plan was to wear Jimmys underwear and then get him to wear it. I was gonna mess with his alarm, so he didn't have enough time to notice until it was too late, but God damn this was not worth it. His fur must keep his nuts itch free because if I had to wear these every day, I would have scratched my balls off.

Finally satisfied, I tried to push my undies down, so they weren't hugging my crotch, which kinda worked. I opened the door to the break room and saw Bert stuffing his face, with a few others sitting at the circular table in the middle of the room. Phil, a human who was fervent, to say the least, about his work, Liz, a duck that anyone would tell you to never piss off, and my dad, all three of them were drinking coffee and eating my cookies, that were almost gone.

“Hey, there's the chef, about to head out?" Phil asked with a smile. “Yeah, I just needed to get my lunch from the fridge." I stated as I made my way over. “Gonna try again tonight?" My dad asked. I knew what he meant but no one else did. “Try 'what' again?" It was Liz who asked between bites. “I was going to ask Jimmy to move in with me last week, but… I got cold feet and didn't do it." I was so thankful I wasn't facing them, so they couldn't see how red my face was.

“Is that what the cookies are for?" Bert asked. “No, I just wanted cookies." I stated plainly as I got my lunch bag and stood by the table. “I can see why, these are great!" Phil said, which sparked a round of agreement. “Macs always loved cooking, whenever he had dinner with me, he insisted on making dinner." My dad smiled while chomping on a cookie, not knowing the reason I learned to cook was because I got tired of his terrible cooking.

“You cook and have a good job, I don't know why you're worrying about this, he would be crazy not to want to move in with you." Phil said. “Well, we've only been dating for, like, five months, you don't think that's too soon to move in together?" “Ehh, maybe a little, but if you want it then you should ask." Dad said. His flippant response was typical, I think he's trying to pretend Jimmy doesn't exist. With nothing left to say I made my way to the exit. “Goodnight, everyone." I waved back and heard a cacophony of goodbyes as they talked over each other.

I got into the car and my ass started to itch. “Screw it!" there was no way I was going to drive home like this. I pulled my seat all the way back and leaned it all the way down. I spent about five minutes fighting with my pants. Once I remembered my shoes were still on, I was finally able to take my pants off and in turn, the underwear. I threw them on the passenger side and laid there, a little ashamed that I was out of breath. I fought for another three minutes getting the pants and shoes back, but eventually I made it out of the parking lot.

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I opened my apartment door to see a 6'3 skunk rummaging through my fridge. He was still in his work clothes, which now consisted of boots a size too small for him. I shut the door behind me as I made my way in. “What are you looking for, Jimmy?" His head jerked towards me. “Shit, Mac, don't sneak up on me." He returned to the ransacking of my fridge. “I'm looking for the spaghetti you made, but I can't find it."

A little miffed, I took my shoes off and put them next to his, saying, “I finished it," as I did. He let out a “What" and turned to me, letting the fridge door hit the wall. “I made it a week ago, don't act surprised." He let out a grunt as he shut the door and walked over to the couch. “You made so much; you really ate all of it?" He said while sitting down with a huff. “God! My day was awful. Sarah would not shut up about her boyfriend." He undid the button and zipper of his pants but kept them on. I just stood in the doorway of the kitchen as I tried to remember who Sara was. “Saras the garter snake, right?" “Yeah, but it's pronounced Gardin." He said as I finally decided to follow him.

I also began to take my dress shirt off and tried not to correct him. My exposed chest caught Jimmy's attention. He grinned at me and spread his legs apart. “Well, I have something you can have for dinner." With his innuendos as awful as ever, I saw an opportunity. I finished unbuttoning my shirt and dropped it, I took off my pants and underwear, just out of arm's reach.

Jimmy's erection was evident, but he kept his everything on. He's told me that he really likes when his dick smacks me in the face, but that wasn't happening tonight. I got the pants and underwear off, throwing the pants next to the shirt and balling the briefs as I walked over. “Ohoho, I don't usually get to see you naked." I got on top of him, my knees on his legs so I was looking down at him. “You've seen me naked a bunch of times." I said, confused at what he meant. “Nah, you're usually wearing a layer of my cum or spit." He grabbed my waist and leaned in for a kiss, which is when I struck.

I opened the briefs above his head and slid it over. His hands let go as he stared at me dumb founded. His eyes peeping through the leg holes. “Take a deep breath." and he did. His eyes softened and his hands came back to my waist as his brain finally caught up. I slid my knees down so I could be eye level with his neck, I nibbled at it as I grabbed his snout. He moaned and kept breathing, his erection pressing into me made it evident with how much he was enjoying this.

After a minute or two, I stood up and let him see my erection standing in full glory. “Stand up and take off your shirt." He was stunned for a second but finally stood up and reached up to the briefs on his face. “Stop!" I shouted, and he did. “I didn't say take that off." He got the hint and slid his arm into the arm hole. He was careful not to knock the briefs off as he took his shirt off, letting it drop once he did.

I stared at the chubby skunk for a bit and then made my way over. I grabbed one of his 'moobs' and fondled it. His muffled groans spurred me on as I wrapped my lips around the other one. This was too much as he grabbed my hand and shoulder and pushed me away. “Fuuuuuuck! Mac, what is this?"

“What do you mean? Do you not like it? Did I do someth–." “No, no, it's fine, but this isn't like you." He let go and we stood there. “I…wanted to be on top." I looked up at him, he was still wearing the briefs, so it was hard to tell, but he looked shocked. He finally let out an “Ohhhh, alright, that's all you had to say." He then grabbed the back of my head and pushed his nipple back in my face. “Continue what you were doing, that was great." And I did.

I went back to sucking and fondling his nipples as he moaned in pleasure. I tried pinching and circling, licking and biting, and every combination. After I had my fill, I backed up and gave my next command:“Take off your pants and underwear." He followed my command with gusto, and he was quickly naked, except for the briefs. His own cock was sticking out and a little drop of pre was forming. “Let's head to the bedroom." He walked over, I stayed behind so I could see ass. His cheeks didn't really move, but his fat rolls did. They jiggled and bounced, and I think they even clapped at one point.

When he stopped to open the door, I slapped one of his ass cheeks, that's when it jiggled. He let out a yelp and looked back. “Hurry up, I want this more than you." He didn't complain, opening the door as we both walked in. “Lay on your stomach and have your ass hang off the side." He followed my directions perfectly; his legs were spread, and I could see his dick pointing straight down as I stared at his ass.

I walked over to my nightstand and pulled out the bottle of lube I had kept there for this very moment, finally able to remove the plastic film. I made my way back to the black mountains as I put some lube on my hand, surprised at how cold it was. I put the lid back on and threw the lube to the side, I took my non-lubed hand and spread one of Jimmy's cheeks, exposing his pink donut. Already knowing what he liked, I stuck out my tongue and shoved it as deep as I could.

Jimmys head jerked up as I tongue fucked him. I also began to jerk my dick with my lubed-up hand. I leaned in as far as I could, swirling my tongue around, trying to get every inch. His moans, and occasional sniff, filled my ears as I shoved it back and forth. I squeezed his ass as I dragged my tongue out and traced his anus' outer walls. With a final kiss and a 'pop', I was ready.

I stood up and used his ass to hoist myself up and placed my legs on both sides. I then used my lubed hand to line my dick with his anus. I placed my head right at the entrance and he jumped at how cold it felt. “You want it don't you." He moaned in response and I in turn dragged my dick around his entrance, pulling it open without going in. “Tell me how much you want it."

“Oh, Mac! For the love of God put it in already." He begged and I obliged. I thrusted my hips in, getting about half way down my dick. His groans sounded painful, so I stopped. “Shit! Did I go too rough? Are you ok?" He looked back at me and despite him wearing underwear on his head he looked upset. “The hell are you stopping for? Keep going!" I grabbed his ass with both hands while I inched my way in, he moaned in response and leaned back down.

I made it all the way down, with my hips planted firmly against his ass, I sat there for a moment. After a hot minute, I leaned back at an angle, so I would drag my dick all over his insides. He moaned and sniffed so hard I worried he would give himself a headache, but eventually only my tip was left in him. I brought my hips back down and shoved my dick all the way in with a resounding 'slap'. “Oh, fuck, faster!" Jimmy begged. I brought my hips out and slammed them down again and again, each time getting a bit faster.

About ten minutes in, Jimmy sat up and turned to face me. “Stop, for a second. Let's get in a better position." I just nodded and got off. I watched him move up on the bed and lay on his side, he then raised a leg and showed me his pulsing cock. “Come on, you want to be the top, don't you?"

I got on the bed and wasted no time in getting my dick up his ass. He yelped at how fast I was at first and then groaned in joy. He started to reach for his dick but I grabbed it before him. While I was pelting his ass, I was also jerking him off, using the lube from earlier to help. His face was obscured by the briefs, but it was obvious he was loving this.

After another ten minutes, I was close and judging by Jimmy's grunts he was too. “Oh, Mac. Keep going, I'm close, I'm gonnahh" He shot ropes, my hand quickly got covered in cum as well as the bed in front of us. While he was still shooting I came. I slammed my hips into him one last time as I released all I could into him. I painted his walls as he dirtied the bed.

We were both exhausted and left out of breath. I was the first to pull away, dragging my cock out of his ass and letting some of my cum drip out of him. Jimmy then sat up and wrapped his arms around me. “Aw, that was amazing, Mac! But next time my dicks going into your ass, got it?" He inched over and laid down so we were laying down correctly.

“Y-you think that monster can fit inside of me?" “Heh, with some lube anything is possible, of course you'll be bed ridden for at least three days." He sounded proud when he said that, but I saw a chance to bring something up. “Who's going to take care of me?" He huffed and hugged me tighter. “Me of course, who else?" “Well, that would be easier if we lived together, wouldn't it?" His grip loosened and one of his hands began to massage my back. “Mac. Are you asking…?" I reached up and took off the underwear covering his face and looked in his eyes. “Would you like to move in with me?"

“Yes, I would."