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Challenge

"I should never have done this," was the only thought running through Alex's head. He was always fantasising about things like this. Never able to fully engage in it or muster the courage to do so. But, with a lot of bravery, the possum managed to join a forum for it. It felt safe enough not to be worried, and there were others who were helpful as well.

He started small, doing little games, like dice games giving you challenges, challenges on their own. But always in the comfort of anonymity. It was easier that way. He could always claim that he completed the tasks, even if he got cold feet. Not that it happened all the time. But some dice rolls proved too much for him. Being completely naked in front of an open window during the middle of the day. That was the hardest result you could get. Nonetheless, he began to feel more confident about it. He felt safe enough to enter one of the challenges with photo proof. It was simple, and the pictures had a self-destruct function, preventing them from being downloaded.

He knew you could get around that, but not everyone does. And some of the people he met on the forum he trusted by this point. Still, that's where everything went wrong. The task seemed simple enough. At night, at a safe window, you could decide how much clothing to remove. Nothing he hadn’t done at this point. Nonetheless, he could feel his heart racing as he uploaded the photo. He was nice to everyone who did the same and got equally nice responses.

That was not the problem.

The problem came after.

After confirming that his image disappeared, he was able to relax and turn off the web browser. He considered doing something else, viewing the entire experience as a success. There was only one small thing. Not even a few minutes after he was about to start playing his favourite game, he received a message. It came from a friend. They weren't best friends, but they did know each other well. They had a few common interests, the most notable of which was card collecting, which some other adults their age considered childish.

So they spoke a few times. Nothing special. But as soon as he opened the messenger, his heart dropped to the floor.

“You are DDD-Possum on ex.fun. Aren’t you?”

There were so many ways to say no in that situation, including simply ignoring him. While Alex was still thinking about how to deal with it, he received another message, this time with a picture. His picture!

“That is you, correct? Don't worry, I won't blackmail you or anything. Even if you do not respond, I will immediately erase the image. I just wanted to make a suggestion.”

The possum's heart was still racing wildly. He could ignore it and stop talking about it. Or he could play dumb, but there was a risk if he didn't speak up.

“Why should I trust you? You should not have that picture in the first place.”

Alex's eyes were drawn to the messenger program. He noticed him writing, then erasing his message, and then writing again. It felt like agony. But eventually he received a message and another picture.

His face immediately felt hot, and there he was. He had never seen Newt naked before; all he saw was his free chest when they met on the beach once. He had gained weight since they last met. Alex couldn't stop staring at the picture. He always wondered how far down his white fur on the belly went back then. It covered his entire crotch. It appeared to go even between the legs and towards the back. His blue eyes were a stark contrast to his otherwise black fur. Round ears and a long naked tail, typical for rats. He looked good. The possum shook his head as he fell deeper into thought.

Newt was sitting in front of the camera, displaying everything, nothing hidden. Not his face, or anything. Not like Alex's picture, which only showed what was required to complete the challenge. Even if the rat showed the possum's picture around, no one could be certain it was him. That couldn’t be said the other way around.

“If you ever think I posted your photo somewhere. You can do the same for mine. Is this proof enough?”

Alex wanted to say no and end the conversation. But he could tell that Newt meant it.

“Why did you go to such lengths to get my picture despite the forum's security measures?”

There was a lot of typing and erasing messages before resending. Newt didn't seem to know what to say or how to handle the situation. Realising this made the possum relax slightly, but not completely.

“I couldn’t help it. When I recognized you, I had to.”

That wasn't much of an answer. Alex's heart rate raised again as he heard this.

“What is your suggestion?”

“So you are in?”

“Only if I like the suggestion.”

Again, waiting for an answer. This time, Newt did not erase his message several times. He seemed to know exactly what he wanted.

“Well, I wanted to propose a small challenge. There is a Laundromat open 24 hours a day, but no one uses it very often. You can also tell if someone is inside because the lights are turned off otherwise. I wanted to know if you were willing to go there, get naked, and take a picture as proof.”

The possum had to read this several times, feeling his heart race and his face become hotter. It wasn't like he hadn't had fantasies about something like that, but it was a long way from what he was doing right now. Then again, it sounded fairly safe. As he pondered whether or not to do it, another message arrived.

“As a bonus, I'd give you something as well. Remember the card you said you wanted but couldn't get because it was either too expensive or looked like no one took care of it? I'd give you mine as a reward for completing the challenge.”

Alex's heart rate increased again, but this time for a different reason. If he understood correctly, he would receive something he had been wanting for a long time.

“So where is the laundromat?”

“So you are doing it?”

“I can’t promise anything, if someone is in there I will not do it.”

“Makes sense. Here is the address. Greenfield Path 26. It should not be too far away from you, if I remember correctly the area you are living in.”

Newt was correct. Maybe it took two bus stops to get there. The possum's look shifted to the clock. It wasn't too late to catch a bus, nor was it too early to risk being seen by anyone.

“Ok, I'll let you know how it went.”

“Great! And sorry about this. I got excited when I realised that someone I know was into this kind of stuff as well. I couldn’t help myself.”

Alex took some time to decide on an answer, but he chose one in the end.

“It is fine. I think I kind of get it. Message you in a bit.”

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The possum sat in the bus, doubting his decisions more and more, before attempting to refuel his motivation. That was the repeated cycle he encountered on his journey. He wasn't carrying much, just a backpack, his clothes, and his usual wallet, keys, and phone.

Like he thought the bus was quick to get there, the Laundromat was also easy to find. It was actually easy to see from the bus stop in general. After just a few streets and turns, he spotted the building. It resembled one of those really old Laundromats you see in old movies. And, as Newt mentioned, the lights were turned off, suggesting that no one was using it right now.

Still, as Alex approached the building, he became increasingly nervous. There were numerous things that could go wrong. So many variables were beyond his control. He never visited this location or carried out research. But the dangling price in front of him kept him going.

Finally, he entered the building; it was completely dark; he could turn on the lights, but this would illuminate the entire space and make him stand out like a sore thumb to everyone passing by. He looked around the place; it was clean and well-kept, but it still had the smell of an older building. Like the scent you usually get in older, well-used spaces.

The machines appeared to be slightly older, but still relatively new. Probably a good place for anyone who didn't have any other options for washing their clothes. After looking around and adjusting to the darkness, he took one of the seats in the corner and removed his backpack.

Now that he was at the place and knew what he had to do next, his heart started racing again. He recognized the feeling. Along with the prickly sensation that ran along his entire body. It was the usual sensation he felt whenever he did something risky or exhibitionistic. That was the feeling that drove him to do these things over and over. Those were not as risky then this, but they were still risky. He wasn't sure if he wanted to be caught or if he just enjoyed the taboo of doing things like this. He wasn't sure how to figure that out.

He pulled out his phone and typed a message. "I am at the place, what did you want exactly?" Sending the message made his hands shaky already, due to a combination of nerves acting up and adrenaline starting to flow through his veins. It took him less than a minute to receive an answer.

“Get completely naked and make a picture to prove it. Don’t have to show your face if you don’t want to.”

Now it was time to complete the actual challenge. He felt his hands shake again. His nervosity gradually faded as his adrenaline grew stronger. His entire body felt electrically charged. He loved the feeling. The possum had always been curious about how it would feel to do things like that, but the fact that it felt so good surprised him once he tried it out.

Even with this addictive feeling, he struggled to actually do it. He slowly lifted up his shirt, pulling it over his head and placing it on his backpack. His face felt extremely hot already. His ears were on high alert, ready to react if someone approached. Fortunately, he was at the edge of the Laundromat, so even if he noticed it too late, he could make it seem as if he was washing his clothes to any other new customer.

The possum looked down at his body and noticed his shoes. Newt said completely naked. Did this include the shoes? He needed to take them off anyway to get out of his pants. Trying to think less and do more, he slipped out of his shoes and socks. The ground didn't look or feel dirty.

His breathing increased, and he was getting close to being completely naked. Outside. In a building that anyone could walk into. His thumbs slowly slid under his waistband. Without thinking, he included his underwear and pulled it down, then stepped out of both and placed them on the rest of his clothes.

He was naked.

Completely naked.

Nothing between him and the outside world.

He already felt overwhelmed with the stuff he did before. But this was so much more; his mind began to overflow with sensations. Before he could get lost in it, he took out his phone to take a picture. When he realised something.

How would he take a photo?

This place was completely dark; if he turned on the light, everyone would be able to spot him. He could turn on the light on his phone, but that would also be an issue. Perhaps a flashlight? That seemed like the least risky option. Then there's another issue. How was he getting his whole body into the picture?

While trying to solve the issue, he remembered something, looked around the dark room, and found what came to mind. There was a large mirror at the entrance. He wasn't sure why, but there it was. That's all he could come up with. He got so far to stop now; the prize was so close.

Swallowing hard, he moved closer to the mirror, knowing he had to pass by the entrance door as well. His excitement grew as he walked along the large glass front. Anyone passing by could see him if they looked closely. With each step, shivers ran down his skin. Finally, he reached the mirror; now he needed to ensure that he got a good picture on the first try. His hands shook, and his heart felt like it was about to burst.

His finger trembled as he prepared to press the button. Apart from his own breathing, he could hear his blood rushing through his veins, which was extremely loud in this completely silent environment. It took him a couple tries to finally take the picture. His heart raced, hoping that no one was nearby to notice the flash. Looking at his phone, he turned down the screen light as much as possible. It appeared that he got a good shot. His entire body was visible, including his belly, moobs, love handles, thick thighs, and soft curves. His face was not in the photo. Happy with the outcome, he sent it to Newt, about to return to his clothes, only to freeze when he heard a notification sound.

There he was, standing in a corner, looking at him. The rat lifted a hand before opening his mouth and saying softly. "Nice picture."

Emotions collided as everything hit Alex at once. His legs began to shake before giving way under him, forcing him to sit down on the ground and shiver.

He was caught for the first time ever. His body was completely confused, not sure whether he was upset or excited. He couldn't hear Newt approaching and only realised he was right in front of him when he squatted down.

“Keep breathing. Deep breath in, deep breath out. Everything is fine.”

Alex simply did that, listening to the rat as he continued. "Breath in, breath out." Over and over again. Finally, he regained his footing and no longer felt as if the world was about to spin around him.

“Why.. are you here?”

The rat scratched the back of his head, then looked away shyly. It felt out of place given their respective positions. "I became curious and couldn't resist. I have your price with me, but I guess that's just the reason that justified it for me to come here.”

Silence fell over both of them for a moment before the possum managed to continue talking. "So you got all the way here for that?"

That prompted Newt to look at him again. "Well, all the way is a little overkill here. I live next door. That's why I knew it was empty most nights and rarely used during this time. Perhaps once a month or so."

Thinking about that, it made sense all of a sudden. Only those who visit or live nearby would know. The rat moved his hand to his back and pulled something out; the possum quickly realised what it was. It was the card he had promised, sealed and graded. Highly graded on top of that. This is worth a lot!

"Here it is, but maybe you want to continue. I have another one I can offer if you want to try and well... " He didn't finish his sentence as he peered down at Alex's body. He followed suit, looking down at himself, and noticed what he meant. He was still rock-hard. No, he was even harder than when he took the picture.

The sound of Newt moving diverted Alex's attention away from the situation. He noticed him pull out something else, which was another sealed and graded card. Once he figured out which card it was, the possum's eyes would have dropped out of his skull, if it was possible. This was even rarer than the previous one.

"All you have to do is walk around the corner to the right and grab some drinks from the vending machine. They put one there for customers who want snacks or drinks while they wait for their clothes to be finished." He paused and took out some change. "Naked, of course. What do you say?"

It felt like Alex's head was about to spin again. This was already far beyond anything he'd done before. But being completely naked on the streets, in front of a lit vending machine made memories flood back into his mind. That was the scenario in a comic he read that sparked his interest in this kind of stuff in the first place.

He could decline. He had already accomplished so much, gotten a good price, and it appeared that Newt was content as well. Given how fixated his eyes were on his naked body.

“God, you are so sexy.” he muttered softly, too softly for Alex to hear.

“What was that?” he asked right away.

"Nothing. Sorry. So, is it yes or no? It's okay if it's too much for you. This should be a big accomplishment so far." He pointed to everything to indicate the situation the possum was in. He bit his lower lip as his desire to go further increased, along with his arousal. Not to mention the card. He would most likely never have another chance to own it without spending a large portion of his hard-earned money on it.

He slowly shook his head. “I do… Just a moment.”

He took a few more deep breaths before slowly standing up; his legs were still wobbly, but he could feel a drop of pre hitting his thigh as well. He was leaking profusely. Newt joined him and handed Alex the coins while he held out his hands.

Slowly he walked to the door, with Newt watching him from behind. The fur on the back of the possum's neck was standing up from the sensation. He had to try several times before he could finally collect enough courage and open the door, before stepping out. He could feel the cold night air against his skin and the rough ground beneath his feet. He was completely defenceless. Quickly he turned the corner, already seeing his goal. The vending machine was hidden to the side. There was even a small roof above it to protect it from the rain. The light coming from it was brighter than he had expected.

He swallowed hard, unwilling to give up so close to his goal. Walking in front of it, he looked for some drinks to buy with the change he had. Stepping in front of it activated a sensor, making it light up even more. Alex could see his reflection in the machine's shiny front. His legs quivered, and his member was painfully hard, with a long string of pre hanging from the tip.

Shakily, he entered the coins before going to get some water. It was the cheapest thing there, and he lacked the mental ability to figure out what else he could get for the money. The first bottle began to move slowly before falling off and landing with a loud thud, almost making him jump. Everything was much louder at night, or perhaps he felt that way right now.

Only one more and he'd be done. His tail wrapped around his leg instinctively. He pressed the button again, watching the water move forward, as he suddenly heard footsteps. He was so focused on the bottle that he did not notice it right away. When he turned to face the sound, he could see the food poke from around the corner already. He wouldn't be able to react quickly enough as he felt a hand move over his mouth and another around his chest, pulling him back beside the vending machine little shack and out of view.

"Shhh." He recognised the voice. It was Newts. He didn't even notice he was following him here. Not that it really mattered. Alex's eyes turned to the back of his head, as a muffled moan escaped his lips, reduced in sound thanks to the hand over his lips. His body was unable to handle it anymore.

Almost spotted, feeling the warmth of Newt's body against his back. The other hand rested on his chest, fingers wrapped around one of his moobs. His orgasm hit hard. Shot after shot of hot cum flew through the air, landing with a loud splash. His long tail wrapped around the rat's midsection as spurts followed spurt. Alex's mind was blank; all he felt was the pleasure of the orgasm, which set every cell in his body on fire. Every sound around him became much more intense. His body naturally began to thrust with each new shot of sperm.

He had no idea how long this was going on, but it eventually came to an end. The hand slowly slipped from his mouth as he tried to catch his breath. The other hand remained in place.

"God you are so fucking hot." Upon hearing what he had just said, Newt began to panic a little. "I mean this was fucking hot, this, not you."

Alex didn’t mind or care at this point. Only trying to catch his breath.

“You are still hard.”

The possum knew that without looking. He was painfully aware. He came in buckets just moments ago, which normally would make him soft in seconds and exhausted for hours. Not today, though. His mind was only craving something instead.

“I need more…”

"What do you mean more?" The rat was either confused or amazed when he heard that. Maybe both at once.

“Keep touching me…” It did not appear that Newt needed much persuasion for that.

He immediately went to work, both hands on those moobs, playing with them and rubbing along their nipples. Alex could only bite his lips to prevent himself from moaning. But it wasn't enough to silence himself completely. Those hands moved along his sides, beginning to play with his soft belly. Showing no restraint. It felt like fire was dancing across Alex's fur with every touch. He had never felt so good from a touch before.

His body moved back out of reflex, pushing harder against Newt's body, causing him to notice something. Only muttering softly from that discovery, "You are hard as well."

"Yes, I'm sorry. I've been dreaming of touching you like this for a long time. I can't help..." The rat couldn't finish his sentence because Alex was turning his head to the side to get the best look at Newt's beautiful blue eyes he could.

Both fell silent for a few moments before the possum reopened his mouth. "Get naked."

Newt did not complain or hesitate. He pushed Alex away slightly before beginning to pull his shirt over his head, opening his jeans and pulling them down along with his underwear, and kicking it to one side.

There was the rat, looking just like in the picture Alex got only hours ago. "You gained weight."

Newt scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, I haven't had much time to work out lately due to my work schedule. I should do that again."

Alex only responded with a shake of his head. "It suits you."

This caused the rat to pause for a moment, looking back at the possum to see his naked front, as they were now standing face to face. "Not as good as you."

Nothing was said again, and they both just enjoyed the view before Alex slowly stepped up. His hands moved gently to Newts' sides, running along the soft folds and love handles. The feeling was divine. The soft gasp from the rat was the cherry on top of the entire experience.

Newt didn't take long to do the same, exploring each other's bodies and gradually getting closer, until their cocks touched, making both shiver. Surprised, they both looked into each other's eyes. Alex got lost in the deep blue, and Newt couldn't get enough of the lush green in front of him.

They instinctively moved closer, and before they knew it, their lips had touched. As if a floodgate had been opened, they pressed into a kiss without hesitation. Smacking lips on smacking lips, before tilting their heads and dancing their tongues together. They both place their hands on the backs of each other's heads, afraid the kiss would break if they don't.

The kiss grew more messy and passionate with each passing second, until they had to break it, taking deep breaths to satisfy their lungs' need for air. Forehead pressed to forehead, cock pressed against cock between their bellies, leaving a mess of pre behind.

"Fuck me…" Alex retreated in surprise as he heard those words. Newt was blushing profusely, and he could feel his own face becoming hot. He probably didn't look much different.

"I need you inside me and I don't think you are prepared for that if it was the other way around."

He stepped back against the wall before turning around and raising his long naked tail. Alex could immediately understand what he meant. His white belly fur extends all the way between his legs and over his bottoms. He could bet that from the right angle, it would resemble a heart.

Something was right in the middle of that, covering that sweet price between those bubbly cheeks. It took him a moment to realise what it was. "You came here with that? Were you hoping this would happen?"

Newt took a brief glance over his shoulders. "Kind of. I didn't expect it, but I figured why not be prepared."

Alex stepped closer again, his hand resting on the only thing keeping him from taking the next step. He got a good hold of it and gently pulled, only to see Newt arch his back with a satisfied grunt. It took some more effort, but the plug eventually popped free, revealing a slightly gaping and winking hole. It was still wet from the lube he had used to get it in.

"Are you really sure?" Newt did not respond with words, but his tail gently began wrapping around Alex's body, signalling him to approach even closer. He didn't hesitate to do so. When his member touched that warm wet hole, both of them shivered. The possum's hands moved gently to Newt's hips, grabbing a good hold of them before he slowly pushed forward. He could not feel any strong resistance. His tip slipped in with little effort.

“Nggh… yeah… like that.”

His voice sounded so pleased that Alex felt shivers down his spine. He shifted his hip forward, amazed at how good that warm, tight tunnel felt around his cock. Before he could think twice, he was all the way in and pulling back, only to push in harder. His body overtook his mind as he began to thrust. With each thrust, a slapping sound echoed throughout the air.

“Ohhh god yes…. Harder.”

Alex leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Newt. He began to play with his belly and chest, giving him shorter and more powerful thrusts.

“This is all I imagined and so much more.”

The possum's head moved forward, beginning to kiss the rat's neck, only stopping to give small nibbles instead. Their tails wrapped around one another. Neither of them knew how long this was going, and they had forgotten where they were. If anyone would have stepped up to them they would not have noticed. Not that they cared at this point.

It felt like an eternity but also too short. Alex could feel Newts' insides tightening, which only made him push harder inside. Soon after, the rat arched his back as far as he could before letting out his own orgasm, painting the wall in front of him with his hot semen. "Oh fuck…"

Alex could hear shot after shot hitting the wall, which only motivated him to push harder and finish even faster.

“FIll me, please...”

That was the last thing he needed, sending him over the edge for the second time tonight. He grunted as he delivered one final hard thrust before feeling his orgasm hit, filling those sweet bowels with his hot cum. Both grunting in complete bliss as they ride out their sweet release.

The two out of breath, Newt leaned against the wall, while Alex hugged him tightly from behind. His member was still deep inside the rat, and both of their tails remained wrapped around each other. No one wanted to move right now.

Only minutes later, they gathered the strength to leave their current location. Newt collected his belongings before they returned to the Laundromat with each other. Silence fell over both of them as they sat in the dark on the seats where the possum had previously placed his clothes and backpack. They had not yet put on their clothes and were simply snuggling side by side, thinking in silence. Perhaps they needed some time to process what had just happened.

The first one to break the silence was Alex. "I have one question, though. How did you find out it was me? I didn't show much in my picture, just a down shot from my chest to my pulled down underwear."

Newt smiled as he looked to the side, directly at the possum. "You have a spot on both of your thighs at the same height. If you press your legs together in a certain way, it resembles a heart. I noticed when we met on the beach with our other friends that one time."

The possum could only think briefly before adding. "I do?"

"Yeah it is kind of cute." Silence returned for a brief period of time, but not as long as before.

"The white fur on your butt looks like a heart when you lean forward. "I like that view."

This just made Newt chuckle a little. "Well you are the only one who ever saw that."

Both were smiling in silence, with faint blushes on their faces, as they enjoyed sitting together like this. Neither of them wanted this to end, nor even think about it having to end anytime soon.