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“….Maybe you’re right. Happy or not, I’d like to think that Mandy wouldn’t flip out too badly.” Dylan said, laying his head back on the pillow, staring at the ceiling again. He felt the stoat shift, slipping his hand down beneath the sheets, and this time didn’t stop him. He had to admit, it would be nice to just forget about last night, for a little bit, so he simply lay back and closed his eyes, letting his friend do what he wanted, for now, hoping for a clearer head later.

He felt his friend’s fingers glide down to his sheath, curling around it a moment, his fingertips dipping inside the tight, warm pouch to tease the tip of his cock, which immediately began to respond. As it began to harden, growing up out of his sheath, Ashley kissed, nipped and licked his way down Dylan’s abdomen, slipping over so he was laying between the canine’s legs. Dylan spread his legs a bit, bending his knees and planting his paws on the mattress slightly to give his friend easier access, as he felt the stoat’s breath, hot and damp, against his shaft and balls.

Ash pushed his nose in against the shaft, inhaling deeply of the scent of musk and arousal, undercut by the soft aroma of vanilla cream from the shampoo Dylan preferred, and the fainter smell of jasmine, from his preferred perfume. It all blended into a warm collage of odors that just smelled of ‘Dylan’, and made the slender stoat sigh out in a heady mix of lust and relaxation. He could almost sleep, right there, the smell of his friend was comforting to him.

Almost.

For Dylan’s part, he could almost wonder if stoats experienced rut, so horny had his little friend been the night before. He’d filled a condom without even needing to be touched, and sucked the ‘yote off then, too, post-anal. Now, though, his breath caught in his throat as he felt Ashley’s tongue, slowly being dragged up the underside of his cock, from where it emerged from the sheath all the way to the dripping tip. “Ffuck, Ash….”

“God, I love canines!” Ashley said, voice thick from lust and muffled from his position. “Why do you all have the best cocks? I swear I could suck them all day!” As though eager to prove his point, he leaned in, pressing his lips to the tip. “You can go on talking if you need to, babe.” He said, looking up. “Just consider this me helping you clear your head.” He teased, before slipping his mouth around the tip of Dylan’s cock.

Dylan’s head went back again, sighing out in pleasure, as he just gently rested his hand on the back of the other man’s head. “Ohhh, fuck. Mm.” He breathed through his nose a moment, biting his lip as he pondered the situation he found himself in. “I think you might be right. I can’t leave Michael alone, right now, not if he needs help. He seemed so… lost. It’s not in me to- Mmf! Oh, yeah. Like that.” He paused, mouth open, tongue slipping out to pant as he felt his knot straining to free itself from inside the sheath. “… Fuck, I need this, too, Ash. Thanks. I didn’t r-realize how pent up I was!” He moaned, petting the stoat’s ears while listening to the wet sounds coming from below, focusing on the sensations.

The stoat knew exactly what he was doing, his mouth sealed around the canine’s shaft, tongue licking and teasing along the underside and tip as he bobbed his head up and down, sucking noisily. He slid a hand up, squeezing and stroking at Dylan’s balls for a moment, before reaching up and gripping him by the base of the shaft, below the knot. He squeezed, tightly, and Dylan groaned, back arching as he felt his sheath stretch, almost uncomfortably, before his knot suddenly popped free. The sensation felt almost like pins and needles, as the cool air in the room kissed the hottest, most swollen part of his shaft. He sighed out, shivering in pleasure as Ashley kept sucking.

“I’m just gonna have to… whew… have to call Mandy and tell her we need to talk.” Dylan said, a little breathlessly, and gave a low moan as Ashley slowly pulled his head back, dragging his tongue over the canine’s shaft, as well as lightly grazing it with his sharp little teeth, before he let the tapered, dripping head of it pop free from his mouth.

“Go for it.” He said, voice husky and thick, as he began stroking Dylan’s cock, rapidly. “Tell her to come over and I’ll make waffles. She loves my waffles.” He said, smiling, though Dylan couldn’t see it. “It’ll help soften her up a bit.” He leaned down, booping his nose with the tip of Dylan’s dick a couple of times, feeling little strands of the coyote’s precum left stuck to the cool flesh. He giggled a bit, before suddenly opening his maw wide and lowered his head. He slid down on his friend’s cock again, feeling the hot, swollen flesh pulsing against his tongue. He didn’t stop until he felt his lips kiss the coyote’s knot. He took a breath, feeling the head of that cock poking at his throat, and opening his maw as wide as he could, engulfed the whole shaft, knot and all. He felt his nose press into the ‘yote’s pubic tuft, tasting the salty, musky fur of his sheath on his tongue, and breathed in deeply, even as he fought down a gag, as Dylan’s shaft, a full seven inches long at this point, was seated well into his throat.

“Yeah, that could work. She always thinks more clearly on a full stomaaAAHH!” Dylan said, his sentence cutting off suddenly with a loud moan. Feeling his friend deepthroating him proved too much for the canine, who’s hips started bucking instinctively, as he felt the pressure that had been building slowly through the blowjob suddenly peak. His whole body tensed, legs squeezing the sides of the stoat’s head, as his fingers clenched tightly in his headfur, trapping him in place, as he began releasing his load down Ashley’s throat.

Rope after rope shot into the back of the femboy’s throat, each one hungrily swallowed as quickly as the mustelid could work to do so. As Dylan finally released with a shuddering groan, his body going limp on the mattress, he felt Ashley pull off of his cock with a wet popping sound, and a satisfied sigh. Anyone else, he’d have apologized for cumming without warning into their mouth like that, but he knew Ash loved it.

He laid there, as he felt the stoat shift, crawling up his body, giving light, little butterfly kisses up his abs, chest and neck, until he raised up, looking into Dylan’s eyes. He leaned in, and Dylan met him, maw to maw, tongue lapping around the smaller male’s teeth and gums, finding traces of his cum left behind and cleaning them up. As they made out, Dylan slid his hand down between them, finding Ashley’s cock achingly hard where it lay on his stomach.

Some people found mustelid and rodent cocks boring, with their lack of knots, flares or even the mushroom like head humans had, but Dylan found them to be quite nice, actually. What they lacked in visual or texture appeal, they made up for with… ease of use. His own shaft had a knot at the base roughly the size of a ripe roma tomato, and then above that the shaft narrowed slightly, then thickened again in the middle before tapering to the point. Ashley’s, however, was widest at it’s base, where it exited his sheath, and even there, in spite of their comparable length, Ash being around six-and-a-half inches, the stoat was narrower. From there, it slowly tapered to a softly rounded tip, making it very easy to take in most any situation.

Dylan had personally taken Ash on more than one occasion with only a few minutes foreplay and a healthy dose of saliva for lube, which was a welcome change from larger men, or larger species. And, while knots and flares could be fun, they could also be uncomfortable or lead to complications. The canine knot, meant to tie a male to a female to ensure a successful breeding, could be a literal pain in the ass, for two men, and not only that but being tied could cause some… awkwardness, to say the least, if you suddenly found yourself needing to use the bathroom.

So, he smiled, leaning into the kiss as he played his fingers up and down his friend’s cock. Besides, it wasn’t as though Ashley’s was all that boring, really, as the stoat had decided to add a little extra texture to his. A ladder piercing ran up his frenum, on the underside of his penis, three barbells, leaving small golden studs poking out on either side of the muscle gave his thumb something to play with as he began stroking the stoat off.

Ashley moaned into the kiss, his shaft already leaking precum all over Dylan’s chest and stomach as he moved his hips, gyrating in time with the slow, deep strokes Dylan was giving him. We’ll both need showers, when we’re done. The ‘yote thought, smiling into the kiss. He picked up his pace, stroking faster, feeling the cock in his hand pulsing slightly as Ashley began to pump his hips. The stoat broke the kiss, tipping his head back, giving a soft, girlish moan.

“Oh, fuck! D-Dee! I… S-So close!” He gasped, breathless, and Dylan lay back, using his free hand to pull on his friend’s hip.

“Come here!” He said, smiling up at the stoat as he looked down at him. Ash smiled as well, and shifted himself forward, putting his hands on the headboard above Dylan’s head, as he lined his leaking, dripping cock up with his friend’s maw. Dylan open up wide, and Ash pushed his hips forward, sliding up, and slid his cock into the canine’s mouth. Dylan immediately closed his maw, sealing his lips around that shaft and started to suck and lick at it.

Ash arched above him, eyes shut as he pumped his hips, panting, sighing and moaning in pleasure, while his cock continued leaking almost constant streams of pre into the canine’s mouth, leaving a thick trail of slime on his tongue. Dylan hummed softly, letting the sound vibrate along his friend’s cock, as he slid a hand up to the stoat’s butt. Squeezing one cheek, he slid his hand up Ashley’s anal cleft, stroking along his taint, before finding his warm, tight tailhole. Being careful with his claw, he pressed his finger against it, feeling the stoat shiver above him.

“Ohhh, fuck, Dee! Yes!” Ashley moaned, pushing back slightly, slowing his thrusting in order to help his friend get the purchase he needed to slip a finger inside. They both felt it pop in, sliding up to the first knuckle with relative ease. Ashley was a pretty dedicated bottom, rarely ever topping anyone, and even when he didn’t have a partner he used toys pretty regularly, so his anus stayed fairly loose. Dylan felt it, hot and tight, slightly moist, the stoat’s clenching causing it to almost suck at his finger as he pushed it slowly up inside of his friend.

Ash began to pump his hips again, his moans taking on a breathless, sharp quality as his movements were becoming ragged, his own hands almost clinging to the headboard of his bed as he fucked the coyote’s maw. Dylan, thanks in no small part to the length of his slender muzzle compared to the modest length of Ashley’s cock, had no problem taking it. It barely got to his throat, just the tip tapping at the door, really, and he had long since trained away his gag reflex.

His finger pushed, and curled around, inside his friend, acting as though it were searching, seeking…. He knew exactly where the spot was he was looking for, and Ashley knew that he knew. He was just teasing him. “Goddamn it, Dee! Please! I need it!” He begged, breathless and desperate, and with a low hum of pleasure, almost a laugh, Dylan twisted his hand around, curling his finger down, as though making a ‘come hither’ motion, and pushed the tip of it into his friend’s prostate.

The effect was almost instant, as he felt the cock in his mouth throb. Ashley’s eyes fluttered shut as his teeth clenched, bared in a snarl of pleasure. His back arched, and the pumping of his hips turned into a wild, erratic burst of short, fast thrusts, and he came. Rope after salty, bittersweet rope of seed spilled into Dylan’s maw, coating his tongue, as Ash groaned above him. The stoat’s leg twitched, a spasm seeming to roll through his entire body as he finished, his mouth opening as his body relaxed.

Dylan slid his finger free, as Ashley turned, his cock coming free of the canine’s mouth as he did so, sliding off of Dylan’s chest and sitting on his butt against the headboard, panting, spent. Dylan worked his mouth, watching his friend out of the corner of his eye. Ashley turned his eyes towards him, his gaze heavy-lidded, satisfied, and the ‘yote smiled, working the stoat’s load around in his mouth, before tipping his head back and swallowing with an audible gulp.

Ash bit his lip and grinned, giddy. “Fuckin’ hottie.” He said, reaching out and booping Dylan’s snout with his finger, before flopping back against the headboard again. After a moment more, he spoke again. “Ya know, I think I know what would really help Mandy out.”

Dylan glanced up at him, from where he’d been idly rubbing at a wet spot on his chest, trying to tell if it was saliva or cum, and quirked an eyebrow. “Oh? What’s that, hon?” He asked, his own voice soft and slow from the afterglow.

Ash smirked and giggled. “We need to get her a fucking girlfriend!” He said, and Dylan snorted, laughing.