Biker Mouse From Mars

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Another anon commission under the belt! This time around, it's rule 34 of a show from the 90's, Biker Mice From Mars. Kinda surprised I hadn't heard of it before taking this commission, considering I grew up watching movies/shows from the 90's.

Anyway, as always, my commissions are >OPEN<

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I shiver as sit beside the small campfire I built, trying my best to keep warm despite the small amount of supplies I could find for fuel. The only things I can really do is either look into the fire, or out to the wasteland. Which the crumbled out wall, if it can still be considered a wall anymore, provides a good view of. Unless I want to go out again and try to scavenge any supplies from nearby buildings again, to refill my bag.

Huffing out softly, something pierces the sound of wind flowing through the nearby buildings. It starts off as a low, distant humming, before it turns into the steady humming of a motorcycle. Turning towards the sound, I move to the open wall, looking down the road, I see a singular headlight aimed towards me. I take a moment to think about what I should do next, looking back at the fire pit. As much as I want to kick it out, I don't look forward to finding more supplies to re-light.

As the bike comes closer, I slide back behind the wall, trying to keep myself hidden as best I can. The bike rides past the building, and for a moment, I think I'm in the clear. But, almost as thought the rider heard my thoughts, the bike slows to a stop, before it turns around and rides back to my building. Stopping once again, right outside of the budding, the rider gets off of the bike, keeping it on as they walk up to the wall. Hearing their steps and the ruffle of their trousers, I get ready to pounce, assuming them to be a threat, rather than be taken by surprise.

But as I go to pounce, I'm met by two, strong hands grabbing my wrists, holding me in place. I look up to the figure that's keeping me from escape, finding the white muzzle of a mouse, half of its face covered in metal, a pair on antenna bob slightly on the top of his forehead. It takes me a moment to properly process what I'm actually looking at, looking up and down the figure's frame. He's humanoid, muscular, only wearing a pair of jeans, and currently smiling down at me, being a good foot or two taller than me. A coat of white fur covers most his body, seemingly from head to toe.

“Thought I saw your fire, couldn't get past these eyes, or ears sweetheart." The creature says with a distinctive accent, smiling as he lets me go. But as he does, I fall back onto the ground, half from being in an unstable position, half in shock of the creature. I huff as I fall onto my butt, grimacing slightly at the pain. “Oops, sorry little guy."

“Wh-who are you?" I ask, looking up at the creature.

“Just a friend, passing through." The rodent responds, before moving closer to me. He gives me a hand, offering to help me back up to my feet.

I take him up on the offer, getting back onto my legs. “Thank you."

“It's all good, man."

“So, um... I don't mean to sound rude, but... what are you?"

“That's kind of a long story..."

I look around at my small settlement. “Honestly, I really don't have anywhere else to be."

“Well, maybe we should find somewhere else. I mean, somewhere where all four walls are all still standing." The mouse says, looking around also.

“Its... not that bad."

“I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it as a slight on you. I just meant that.. we could be somewhere warmer."

Looking at the slowly dwindling fire pit, taking a moment before I speak again. “Okay, if you're sure."

“The name's Vinnie, by the way." The mouse says, as he goes over to his bike.

“My name's Jonathan, or just Jon." I tell him, as I grab my bag and come over to him. Vinnie helps me into the back of his motorbike, before he climbs onto the seat himself.

“Better hold on tight, sweetheart."

I wrap my arms around his midsection, blushing slightly as I can't help but feel his abs up a little. The mouse seems to notice this, as he takes a couple of seconds before he starts his motorcycle up, the bike rumbling to life beneath us. This jolts me slightly, as I tighten my grip on his midsection. I can almost hear the mouse chuckle under the sound of the bike, before we start riding towards the nearby city.


It takes about half an hour for us to get to the city, but the mouse keeps us to the outer skirts of the suburbs. By which point my backside is beyond numb from the rumbling of the motorcycle, my legs trembling and sore from the repetitive motions of the bike. Although, if I'm honest, I'm just glad to be surrounded by actual buildings again. Vinnie seems to be looking out for something, looking to the left and right as he drives down road after road. I almost want to try and ask what he's looking out for, before he finds what he's looking for, parking up outside a small-ish, three story building,

Kicking down the bike stand, Vinnie gets up off of the bike and looks over to me. I try to follow his lead, getting off of the motorbike only for my legs to turn to jelly, making it halfway to the floor before I'm held up by the mouse.

“Wow there, sweetheart. Let's not lose ourselves here, okay?" He asks rhetorically, helping me stand up straight. “You feeling okay?"

“Yeah, just haven't really been much of a bike rider, you know?"

“I get that, it takes a lot of getting used to. Took me a while, myself." Vinnie helps me into the building, and I find myself in the small lobby of a hostel. The mouse puts me onto the sofa across from the reception, before he sits down next to me, resting one leg on the other. “I uh, hope you don't mind. You know, me bringing you here."

“No, it's all good. I won't turn down a stay at a warm place. But, I don't exactly have the money for even here." I tell him, blushing softly.

“Oh, don't worry. I have a deal with the main man here, he's always good for a room. Luckily he usually allows one room per hostel to be let up for those who need it."

“Good, I just didn't want you to think we were splitting the bill, or anything."

“It's all good, I wouldn't have brought you here, only to stick you with a bill. At least, without discussing it beforehand." Vinnie says, putting an elbow on the arm of the sofa, before resting his head into his paw.

“That's good," I respond, stretching my legs out a little, in hopes of getting blood circulation back to them again. “Damn, hope I'm not stuck here for a while."

“It's all fine, sweetheart. We can stay here for a while, the lobby stays clear for the most part."

“You sure the staff don't mind?"

“Sure as sweet peas."

We both go quiet for a bit, just waiting for my legs to get back to normal, but it doesn't feel awkward. Vinnie is the first to take again, turning towards me again.

“So, how did you find yourself in that building? You don't exactly seem like you've been without a house for a while."

“I haven't, but then again, not everyone does." I say my legs slowly returning back to normal.

“What do you mean?"

“Well, sometimes people live out of a car, or have a gym membership, allowing them to get a daily shower and keep up appearances."

The mouse takes a moment, thinking it over before speaking again. “You're right, I guess I never really thought about it."

“I guess you never really had reason to, not your fault for that. But yeah, you're right, I haven't been without a home for long." I tell him, shivering slightly.

“You don't have to get into the details, if you don't want to."

“I... uh, thanks. I don't think I can at the moment, but thank you for giving me an ear."

“It's all good."

“So, what about you?" I ask, looking over to the mouse. “What's your story?"

“Well, I'm part of a trio of biker mice." Vinnie states, meeting my gaze. “We're from Mars."

“From where now?"

“Mars."

“Like... a town called Mars?"

“Nope, the planet."

“So... you're from the planet Mars?" I ask, furrowing my brow as I try to process what he's saying.

“Yeup," Vinnie responds.

“You're... a Martian?"

“Yes."

I take a moment, gathering my thoughts for a few moments, before I speak up once again. “So, aliens are a thing..."

“Yeah..."

“How long did you guys know about humans?"

“A few years, but life forms from other planets? Centuries."

“There's others out there?"

“Yeup, lots."

I rest back into the couch, taking a breath. “Well, I don't need to worry about bike trembles any more."

“Wonderful, then I'll set up the room." Vinnie says, getting up before heading to the counter.

With a small huff, I slowly get up too, feeling a little shaky, but able to take a few steps. Once I get to the mouse, which takes me a little longer than I care to admit, he's already got a key. He takes me up to the room, offering me help along the way. When we get to the room, Vinnie places me onto the bed, making sure I'm good as I put my bag to the side.

“I'm okay, Vinnie. My legs are fine." I tell him, chuckling softly.

“But you're still shaking." Vinnie responds as he stands in front of me, looking down at me.

“Well, I'm pretty sure that's because of the hot mouse manhandling me."

“'Hot'?"

I take a moment, blushing deeply. “I, uh... y-yeah."

Vinnie seems almost as surprised by me saying this, almost as if he wasn't expecting someone else to say this. But he collects himself after a few seconds. “So, is it me being a mouse? Or this sweet bod?"

“A bit of column 'A', a bit of column 'B'. Although, I don't think you want me to blame it on finding out that alien life is a thing."

“Point taken," he smirks.

Vinnie moves a little closer to me, his bulge visibly throbbing between his legs. I can't help but chuckle as he does this, his length now almost right up against my face. Bending forward a little, I give his bulge a quick kiss, getting the mouse to sway his hips from side to side softly. Letting him give me a small show, I wait before getting up, pressing my hands against his bare chest. I turn him around, before pushing him down onto the bed, a small huff escaping his maw. Spreading his thighs slowly, I fall to my knees between his legs. I run my hands down his body, my fingers slowly trailing his abs. Biting my lip, I can't draw myself away from the mouse's muscular frame.

“Oh, fuck..." I moan out, looking down at Vinnie's eyes. “You're so hot."

“You'd be surprised how many times I've heard that." Vinnie smirks back at me, his own gaze moving up and down my body.

“Not that much then?"

“Yeah, I- wait, what?"

“That was a joke, big guy." I tell him, moving my rump back a little, sitting properly onto his crotch, feeling his bulge throb against the cleft of my ass.

“I'm usually the one teasing, sweetie." He grunts back, his hands moving to my backside, groping my ass cheeks.

With a small moan, I press myself back against his hands. “Well, where's the fun in just one of us being a tease?"

I move my own hands to the mouse's trousers, undoing his belt and zipper, I move his trousers down his legs, before Vinnie flings them to the side. This leaves just his underwear in between his length and me, the fabric straining as his cock throbs for attention. I can already feel that he's on the bigger side, like, way on the bigger side. I guess what they say about mice is true.

Vinnie keeps his hands on my ass for a moment, enjoying my rear for a few seconds, before pulling down his undies, and flinging them to the side. This allows his cock freedom, the large length popping free from the fabric, before slapping softly against my ass and back. It gets up to about halfway along my spine, his tip shooting a spurt of his pre-cum against my skin. This makes me shiver softly, feeling the warm, sticky liquid trailing down my skin.

“Mmmph, someone's excited." I say softly, moving a hand back to grope his length, teasing another spurt of prey against my back.

“Only when I have a cutie against my hog." Vinnie responds, giving me a wink.

“Never call your dick that again, please..."

Vinnie chuckles up at me. “Make me."

“Maybe I will." I move off of his body, swinging my leg over his length, similar to getting off of an actual bike.

It looks like Vinnie is about to object, but I place a finger on his snout, silencing him as I move down in between his legs. I kneel before his length and balls, looking up at them with wide eyes. He's somehow bigger than he felt, a good foot and a half long. His length is surprisingly human, foreskin already pulled back away from his tip, only a ring of nubs around the crown of his tip different from his length and the average human's.

“Liking what you see, sweetheart?" Vinnie asks, moving a hand to his length, giving it a soft, slow jerk.

“You're lucky you're so cute." I respond, moving my face in between his thighs, pressing my face up against his fuzzy ball sack.

Almost on instinct, I inhale deeply against his balls, the scent of his musk filling my nostrils and lungs. Leather, fur, sweat and a little bit of grease almost infects my mind, making it reel as my eyes roll back into my skull. My arms and legs feel weak as I take another deep breath, my hands moving to his inner thighs to keep myself steady.

“H-hey, you doing okay down there, small stuff?" Vinnie asks, worry peppering his voice.

“I... I'm in heaven..." I moan out, running a tongue up the mouse's taint and balls, repeating this over and over again.

“Whoa... you're actually..." He trails off, his legs shivering softly. “You actually like this?"

“It's rude... to judge... mouse-boy." I respond in between licks.

“O-o-oh trust me, I ain't judging nothing."

I continue to worship his musky taint and balls, making sure to taste every nook, cranny, and inch of his taste and smell. Minutes pass me by, and I continue to lick at his body, right until my jaw starts to ache and cramp slightly. At this, I pull myself back, taking a moment to properly catch my breath. Vinnie still lays back across the bed, his own breath slightly elevated. Smiling up at him for a second, I look at his balls, an idea crossing my mind. I grab his orbs, one in each hand, before lifting them up an inch or two, revealing his anus. The sight of his large anus takes me by surprise, it looks way too big to be on a person, even of his size. It pushes out naturally, just like a horse's anus, a mound of wrinkled flesh that throbs and clenches every so often. This only makes my heart race more as I lick my lips.

“Oh fuck..." I moan out, slowly moving forward once again.

As my face presses up against his hole, I can only huff deeply at the hole, being almost smothered by the large ring. Inhaling his skin, the spicy scent of the mouse infiltrates every part of my body. Again, my mind reels at the sheer delightful smell I'm met with. It's a concoction of his musk, sweat, a twinge of leather, and the underlying smell of skin. All of which mixes together within me, activating something deep inside of me.

Rolling my tongue out of my mouth, I lick up the cleft of his ass, shoving away any reluctant part of my mind. I have some difficulties dealing with his hole, with just how big it is, but it's a challenge that I'm more than happy to deal with. Focusing on his hole, I make sure to lick and lap at every inch, crevice and wrinkle of his hole.

The mouse moans and shifts above of me, his legs tightening against the sides of my face for a moment, before letting my head go. Knowing that I'm making him feel good only makes me want to push forward, to go deeper. I lick and lap at the last spots of his hole, before moving to his inner cheeks and the rest of his cleft, taking in every speck of sweat I can. Once I feel like I'm done, I push myself against his hole, grinding my face against his anus hungrily. My hands let go of his balls, letting them fall onto the top of my head, moving my hands to his inner thighs, my fingers trailing his fur softly.

My whole world becomes his hole, his warm ass cheeks that keep me nestled in place, the large orbs that radiate warmth to my forehead. I groan and moan as I start to rim his hole, delving my tongue into his large hole, barely spreading it as I enter him. The warmth of his ass almost overpowers me, just as the taste I'm met with does.

“Fuck sweetheart... you're really getting in there." Vinnie groans out, continuing to shift and tremble around me. “You must have a thing for mice, huh?"

I pull away from the mouse just enough to be able to speak. “I have a thing for bigger bikers, what can I say?"

Vinnie groans as I delve back into his cleft, worshipping his hole once more. “If you think I'm 'bigger', you should... fuck, you should meet the others."

“M-maybe it's... cute mice then..." I say, between huffs and licks of his ass.

This continues for a good while, making us both work a good sweat before I pull away from his backside. I stand up for a moment, before I start to take off my clothes, flinging every piece of clothing to the side. Once done, I move myself over the mouse slowly, I look down at Vinnie, huffing deeply as we share a gaze. This only lasts a moment, before I slide my cock in between his ass cheeks, hotdogging the rodent. Moving my hips back and forth rhythmically, sliding my length up and down, back and forth. The both of us moan at this, our bodies only growing hotter with each thrust.

After a good few minutes, I angle my length a little, pressing my tip up against the mouse's hole. Grunting softly, I take a second or two before thrusting myself forward, finding a small amount of resistance, before my whole length slides into Vinnie's ass. I gasp and shiver as this happens, gripping his inner thighs tightly.

“O-oh fuck, Vinnie..." I groan out, taking a moment to properly enjoy the warmth enveloping my length. “You took me so easily..."

Vinnie chuckles softly in response, looking up at me. “Mice are bigger, sweetheart. We grow accustomed to bigger boys."

“Oh? Calling me a small fry?"

This stumps the mouse for a moment, before he speaks again. “I meant as a species, not as a person, sweetheart."

“Trying to get out of trouble, mouse-boy?" I ask softly, pulling back to my tip, before slamming my length forward.

“More like... opening myself up to someone, for once..." He responds, looking into my eyes, as if he's trying to tell me something. “Just glad I didn't need much prep, for... my first time."

“Wha-? Wait, you're a virgin?"

“Up till a minute ago."

“Seriously?"

“Yes..."

“Don't you have others of your kind to... you know, try stuff with."

“Hey... this isn't exactly something I could tell the others, alright? I mean... they're just as likely try and hook me up with a woman, than accept me."

I take a moment, looking down at him. “I'm sure they'd accept you, Vinnie."

“I'd hope so, but... c'mon, they mean well, like really well. But... we're like humans, being gay isn't as much a norm as it should be. And we've been surviving too long to really focus on being open about these things."

“Well, maybe float it as a human concept? See how they respond to it, that way you don't have to put yourself at risk to find your answer."

“That... sounds like a good idea." Vinnie responds, huffing slightly as he looks to the side.

“But yeah, still can't believe you were a virgin."

“Hey, let's focus on the ass at paw here, okay?"

“Awww, come on. We were having such a good talk." I tell him, grinning softly as I start to thrust into him again.

“Less talk, more throttle, okay?" He asks with a small huff, his hole tightening on my length.

“Oh, will do."

With this, I bend myself over the mouse, placing my hands on either side of his body, looking down at his pecs and abs as I start to thrust even harder and faster. Vinnie trembles ever so slightly at this, which just makes me chuckle softly in return. Aiming my length a little, I try to gauge my performance by his response to me, wanting to find a sweet spot inside of him.

It only takes a minute or two to find it, feeling a bulge inside of his body press up against my tip. Hitting the fleshy bulge with my length, makes the rodent moan out loudly, his hands gripping down on the mattress tightly as his eyes roll up into his skull. As I thrust myself into him, pressing myself against his prostate, his large cock slaps against his belly, spurting pre-cum across his abs and chest.

“O-oh fuck... what... what are you doing to me?" Vinnie asks, looking down at me, his gaze filled with lust and pleasure.

“Doing my best, sweetheart."

“Wh-why does it feel so good?"

“That tends to happen... when you stimulate the prostate." I moan back, biting my lip for a moment.

“O-oh fuck... just like that..."

Watching the mouse seemingly becoming undone as I push myself into him, only makes me go further and harder. Pulling myself out to my tip, before slamming my dick down to the base of my member, slapping his ass slightly with my body. My breath becomes heavier and deeper, as I move my hands to Vinnie's shoulders, trying to keep him in place as I continue my physical barrage. I feel myself lose control, unable to hold myself back from giving him my all. Vinnie moans out deeper and louder, before moving a paw to his mouth, trying to keep himself silent.

At this, I grab his wrists and bring his arms back down to his sides, huffing at him wordlessly, unable to properly state what I want to him. But I make sure to show him physically, continuing to fuck him, feeling myself get closer and closer to the edge. The mouse's body becomes shifts underneath me, moving my hands with his wrists, showing his strength over me. This only spurs me on even harder, pushing me further.

I grip Vinnie's shoulders tightly as I draw ever closer to the edge, huffing deeper as my heart races in my chest. Gritting my teeth, I give a final slam into the mouse, groaning out into the air as I shoot my load into his backside. My balls pull up against my taint with every spurt of seed, matching my groans of pleasure. The rodent calls out as I fill him with my seed, his own length throbbing wildly against his belly.

But as I come down from my high, I realise that he didn't actually cum, only spurts of pre-cum staining his fur. My whole body shivers as I try to steady my breathing. I keep myself inside of the mouse for a few seconds, making sure I'm giving him every drop of my load before I slowly slide out of his body. Vinnie huffs just as deeply below me, his eyes still rolled up into his skull for a few moments, his fingers slowly relaxing against the mattress as he slowly looks down at me.

“O-oh fuck..." He moans out, licking his lips.

“Was it good for you too?" I ask, letting out a small chuckle.

“Amazing..."

I move a hand to his length, grabbing onto it tightly, before sliding my fingers across his skin. “Seems like you still need some attention."

“S-sorry, could never cum from just anal."

“Oh? Tell me, what does make you cum?"

“Um... jerking off, oral, and anal I assume."

“I thought you were a virgin? How do you know oral is something that gets you off?" I ask with a wide smile.

“Well, I've um..." Vinnie takes a moment, looking away for a second, before moving his gaze back to me.

Without saying another word, he moves his legs up before he wraps his arms around his thighs. I watch as he bends down, his maw moving to his own tip, his lips pressing up against the head of his cock. His gaze switches between his cock tip and me, giving it a kiss before opening his maw, engulfing his member hungrily. He groans slightly as his dick slides up into his mouth, seemingly hitting the back of his throat after a second, as his motions slow down for a moment.

At this point, he keeps his gaze on me as he continues to slide his cock down his throat, bulging his neck with every centimetre that enters his gullet. I gulp softly as he gets a good way down his cock, his lips rasping across his shlong. He shifts his maw from side to side as he slows down to a stop, only half a foot away from his own balls before he starts to pull away. His cock escapes his maw with a wet plop, coated in slimy saliva, as he lays back on the bed.

“Mmmph, I've taken a lot of training..." Vinnie huffs out, licking his lips once again. “Obviously, very personal training."

“A very hot display, but..." I start off. “Maybe I can help out with your training?"

“How so, sweetheart?"

I take a second, chuckling softly. “You'll see, give me a moment."

Vinnie does just this, keeping his eyes on me while I move to the side of the bed, climbing up onto the mattress. I slide myself over the mouse, looking back at him as I sit on his upper chest, facing away from his head as my legs rest on his shoulders. Making sure I'm stable, I stick my ass out to Vinnie, moving my hand to my ass cheek, spreading it slightly, to offer it to him.

“Come on, you must be very hungry." I say, groping my own backside.

“Starving..." Vinnie moans out, moving his hands to my lower body, keeping me in place as he lowers himself slightly.

He moves his snout to my backside, burying his maw in between my ass cheeks, his lips finding my ass easily. I gasp and groan out as he does this, his tongue licking up the cleft of my backside, focusing on my anus. The mouse keeps his tongue at my ring for a few minutes, lubing my hole up nice and well. Wordless moans of pleasure escapes my lips as he does this, numbing my mind with bliss.

As minutes pass by, Vinnie's tongue starts to push into my hole, spreading my ring out a little. With each notion into my hole, my moans get deeper and more guttural. I push my ass back against his snout on an almost instinctive level, wanting more of his tongue inside of my body. He slowly examines the inside of my backside, taking a lot of attention in my hole. His groans match mine, filled with bliss and pleasure, wordlessly signalling his own pleasure in the act.

“O-oh Vinnie..." I moan back at him, finally able to form words again, through the haze of lust. “You're so good!"

Vinnie only moans back at me, digging his tongue up into me more in response. This makes me grind myself back into his snout even more, moving my other hand to my ass cheek, spreading them as much as I can. This helps him a little, getting another inch or so of his wet digit into me. But this doesn't last much longer, before Vinnie pulls his maw away from my backside, wiping his maw of saliva with a paw.

“Fuck... never knew that could be such a workout." He moans out, looking up at me. “What do you have in mind next?"

“Mmmph, that's a secret. But don't worry, it won't be for long." I respond with a smile, slowly turning myself around on top of the mouse.

Now facing towards the mouse's face, I move myself down his body a little, pushing him up the mattress too. Once we're both in position, I grind my wet rump against Vinnie's equally wet length, keeping it nestled firmly in between my ass cheeks. This seems to finally make the mouse understand what I'm planning, his paws coming to my hips, his fingers digging slightly into my flesh. I look down at the mouse for a few seconds, huffing deeply as he returns my gaze.

“Ready for a ride, hot stuff?" I ask, moving my hands to his abs.

“When am I not?" He responds, groping my ass tightly.

With a small moan, I move my ass up to his tip, grinding my hole against his cock head. After taking a breath to try and relax myself, I slowly push myself down onto his cock, gritting my teeth slightly as he starts to spread me open. It feels so good to finally be getting him inside of me, even if it still has a twinge of pain to it. After a minute of grinding and pushing, the tip of his cock enters my ass, spreading me fully on his cock.

“Oh fuck! You're fucking big..." I groan out, taking a moment. Vinnie looks up at me with a bit of concern. I hold up a hand, before placing it onto his chest. “I'm okay, just give me a moment."

“You sure? We don't have to do this, you know." He says, worry in his voice.

“I'm adaptive, it just takes me a moment."

This seems to sooth him, even just a little.

I take just a little time, before I start to move down his length, making sure I take him nice and slow. Baring down a little, I push myself inch upon inch downwards, filling myself with more and more of his cock. Vinnie moans and huffs as I move, just letting me go at my own pace for now. Which I more than appreciate, as much as I want him fully inside of me, I know that the best things take time. And Vinnie's length certainly meets the requirements of that. I focus on sliding myself up and down his length in short bursts, moving about an inch or two at a time.

When I reach about halfway down his length, I feel Vinnie grip my hips, pulling me up to his tip, before sliding me down onto his cock again. Getting back to halfway down his dick again, I am moved back up, before down again. He thrusts me back and forth, building up a good rhythm. Moans escape my lips, my hunger for his body radiating through my wordless sounds of pleasure. Looking down at the mouse, I'm met by the same hunger in Vinnie's gaze.

“How... how are you this good?" I ask, huffing out deeply with every movement. “You said you were... a virgin."

“Just doing what's natural, sweetheart." Vinnie responds starting to push me down a little further on his length.

Every time he pushes me down, his cock is pushed into me more, filling me out more than I thought possibly. My mind goes numb as I let him go at his own speed, moving my ass further down his cock. Opening my mouth, I try to speak, to let him know how good he feels. But only moans escapes my lips, especially when my ass finally presses up against his hips. Looking down at my belly, I find my midsection bulge out a good few inches.

“O-oh fuck..." I groan out, finally finding the words to describe the sensations I'm feeling. “I'm so fucking full!"

“That's a good human." Vinnie purrs out, shivering deeply as he blushes. “H-hey... I don't know if I can last much longer..."

“Dude, you started this as a virgin. You've had your ass eaten out and... I'm pretty sure your cock is in my stomach. You have full right not to have much stamina, we can work on that."

“Fuck... thank you."

“Just, let's aim for a few more thrusts, okay? Set some goals for ya."

“That's fair..."

Vinnie moves me up and down on his length, for the most part taking me from his base, to his tip. He lasts for a few good thrusts, working to a quick rhythm. After a good minute or so of us in, my body, he finally cums inside of me, his load heating up my midsection. I bite my lower lip as he cums inside of me, petting my stomach as I look down at him. The mouse looks back up at me, a twinge of shame on his maw.

I chuckle softly as I recover myself a little. “Hey, it's a fucking turn on, alright? Like... you can't last more than ten minutes inside of me? Super hot... plus, I'd take ten minutes, over ten seconds for your first go."

“I'll try to work on the insecurity," Vinnie responds, smiling up at me.

“Promise this won't be the only time, though. Alright?"

Vinnie nods at me as I slowly flop onto his ripped chest, resting as the scent of sweat and musk fills my nose. Silence falls upon us for a few minutes, other than our heavy breathing. His length slowly shrinks inside of me, and after a bit, he finally slips out of my hole, a small gush of seed following suit. This makes me shiver as the thick liquid flowing down the cleft of my ass. After a bit of respite, there's a question that I need answering.

“So, why did you bring me to the hostel? I mean, the whole 'discussing stuff' was a half decent excuse, but... we did a good talk in the lobby." I ask, looking up at the mouse.

“Well, yeah, for the most part it was to talk, and to make sure you were okay. But after we got to the room, I kinda realised you were... well, let's just say you were a sight for sore eyes."

“You found me hot?" I ask, looking up at him.

“Yeah, I mean, look at you."

“Look at you, big guy. You're the hotter one out of the two of us."

“Well, we'll have to agree to disagree on that point."