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Heating Up by Cooling Down

"Do you know what we're going to be doing today?" asked the smaller male, grunting with minor exertion as he secured a knot through the clasp of a handpaw shackle on the bed. His sub, a delightfully submissive silver ram, could only turn back his head so far to regard his mate's question with the horny rat's body pressing against his back. Of course, Myles couldn't regard much with the thick black cloth obfuscating his eyes.

"N...no, Sir. You said we'd try something new, though..." guessed Myles while he felt the slender pink fingers of Garco's paw secure the rope into place at the cuff of his left paw. The caprine gave a soft groan as the weight of his dom shifted to lean over to his other yet-untied cord. They hadn't even started yet and already the ram's anticipation for sex was causing him to feel the heat of his partner against his back just a little more; the merest sensations amplified the excitement of what was to come.

The bed bounced at the new concentration of weight as Garco pressed himself against Myles's back, the rodent's relatively large member already at full mast just from the physical position of dominance he currently had over his mate. Of course, he was no less excited than his sub and wanted to get things underway as soon as possible. Checking the ropes for both security and comfort, Garco spent a tad longer than necessary kneeling over his sub in equal parts admiration and carnality. The dominant murine never tired of this sight. Not this exact pose perhaps, but having his sub presented and eager to serve his needs did things for the rat that he could never do without.

With a shove Garco pushed Myles into the mattress with his slim, hairless paws, put just a little of his weight onto the sub's back and whispered into his ram's ear: the rat's voice was heavy with pent-up lust and sent shivers of excitement down the sheep's spine as he felt the rodent possessively hold onto one of his curled, onyx horns.

"Today..." he began, flicking his tongue across the ram's ear "..we're going to experiment with changes in sensation involving temperatures." Garco picked himself up and slowly glided his fingers along the back of his mate, feeling the muscles through that argent pelt before rubbing a soothing paw over that slightly chubby rump.

This is all mine, the rat fondly thought to himself as he examined his lover, drinking the gorgeous sight into the featureless dark spheres of his eyes. He'd just put on the finishing touches and now his plaything was ready for him to enjoy.

Myles was stripped completely naked of course, his only garments being the blindfold that he was wearing. His wrists had been secured to the bedposts, as too had his hooves. The ram was face-down, butt up and spread out across the mattress to expose the dark flesh of his tailhole and impressive gonads hanging beneath him. Just how the rat loved him, or at least in one of several revealing and exposed positions. Garco himself was adorned in even less attire, the ashen rat standing proud and naked with a prominent pink erection thrusting out in front of him.

Garco retrieved a nearby implement that he'd set aside for today: a transparent plastic and silicone paddle. Lately the rat had been getting into spanking his mate, and his paws could only do so much. Giving the paddle a flourish before grasping it firmly in his paws, he ran it slowly down the cleft of Myles' buttocks and over his big ram balls. Then, without any more delays there came a mighty thwack as plastic hit flesh. Myles gasped as his rump was struck forcefully by the paddle, yet barely had time to catch his breath before thwack, it struck again!

"Consider this your warm up, pet," informed the rat as he tanned the sheep's silver hide. Although not the most durable of paddles, Garco preferred the sting of the plastic against his mate's ass. As an added bonus, it was easy for the rat to see the flesh reddening through the clear instrument. With each strike, the caprine's buttocks jiggled slightly; becoming more and more tender and warm with every precise impact against them. Myles cried out every time he was hit, a potent cocktail of pain and pent-up excitement made him quite vocal; this too was something the rat loved, his mate crying out because of him. Garco knew how to spank his sub effectively; there was no pattern as to whether it would be the left or right cheek, or even both. It was also important to pause at least a couple of seconds between slaps, otherwise the old pain would dull him to the new. Occasionally the rat would swing the paddle and either miss intentionally or stop a hair's breadth from his pet's rump, causing an involuntary shiver in the ram and keeping him tense at all times. Myles, himself, did not care for the spanking itself, but his will to be used and abused by his dom was just as good for him. On this rare occasion, the caprine was not locked in chastity and therefore was as aroused as his lover. His sub-par black shaft was squished between his little bit of belly pudge and the sheets, all connected by liberal drops of liquidated arousal. Garco, of course, could not be any more erect, his large (for a murine) rosé cock twitching and leaking with lust for his submissive mate.

The beating continued for several minutes, with the rodent taking little breaks every now and then to gently run his paw over the crimson cheeks of his partner's rump or to convey the empty threat of spanking him elsewhere by running the flat of the paddle along Myles' balls, taint, and the underside of his stumpy tail, provoking a quiver out of the ram. Finally (for Myles) the purple-striped albino gave an ultimate, half-hearted smack before putting the paddle down for now. Garco's fleshy paw pressed against the ram's rump, his palm feeling the raised heat coming off of the freshly-tanned buttocks.

"You're ready," stated the rat as he reached for the other item he had brought for their play tonight: a small bowl filled with ice cubes. His dexterous digits deftly plucked one from the glass container; they were almost too cold to handle for the rat's hairless paws. Nevertheless, the rodent allowed the frozen block to slip into his palm where he held it securely. With his other paw he pressed down on the small of the sheep's back, mostly out of a display of dominance but also to prevent squirming.

Wasting no more time in case his ass cooled too much, Garco took his ice cube and pressed it against the ram's heated rear. Myles gave off a single loud bleat, not at any pain but at the extreme sensation. His toasty buns seared against the frigid cube, his hot rump literally melting the ice against him. The juxtaposition of the frozen item against the heat of his body was elevated significantly due to his restraints, and especially the blindfold which forced him even more to experience his world via touch. Garco slid his paw and the melting ice around, smearing icy water over the trembling caprine's ass. Excited to continue, the rodent grabbed another cube as soon as the first one was completely liquidated. This time however, the rat dom cupped his sub's hefty sac in the same paw that contained the fresh ice. He smirked at the sensation of his mate's large testicles shrinking back against the cold, knowing innately that cooler testes increased sperm production; a not unwelcome side-effect. Still, as any male will attest, his balls are quite sensitive and Myles' tugged inadvertently against his restraints as he shivered at the icy grip around his genitals. His small dick dripped and ached, the opposing temperatures rapidly translating into heightened arousal for the sheep.

"Uhh...G-Garco...this feels amazing..." moaned the subby ram as his dominant snow-colored buck teased and stimulated him with the ice in ways he didn't know even existed.

"Well, we're not done yet pet..." cooed the rodent in response, his left paw petting his mate's lower back and rump as he maintained the chill against his sub's most tender parts. Just as the ice cube was almost melted, the rat slid his fingers up along his partner's taint and over his ebony-fleshed tailhole.

"This..." he taunted, smearing the ungodly rimey fluid around the sensual skin of his lover's hole "...is going inside of you. But first, let's get you warmed up again..." he smirked. His paws now empty, the small murine was quick to fill them with his partner's rump as he lowered his muzzle until his whiskers barely tickled against his ram's butt.

Then, with no warning, Myles gasped in wanton pleasure as he felt his lover's warm and wet tongue lap hotly over his freshly-chilled hole. The subby sheep could only moan and occasionally give a small bleat as his blindness forced him to focus entirely on the sensation of the carnal attention to his entrance. A small, defiant part of the ram revelled in the attention he was getting: while Garco was in control in the bedroom, the ram knew full well that the murine couldn't resist worshiping his full and round sterling ass. Myles lay still in his bindings, loving every second of that eager tongue lapping and poking under his tail.

Garco knew his weakness. While he liked to take charge, he was ultimately a slave to his sub's perfect (in his eyes) bum. Like a starving male the rat ate his partner out, devouring his sub's sweet, cool hole as much as he could as he forced his tongue past the ring to stimulate his ram's sensitive insides. The rat's whiskers were pressed back against his face by his mate's cheeks as the triangular muzzle pressed as close as he could to that delectable hole. The murine's pink paws squeezed his mate's rump, only adding to both of their pleasure.

When he was eventually satisfied (for now) the dominant rodent withdrew from his submissive's ass, giving his left buttock a farewell kiss on the way. Beautiful, thought the rat, not just referring to his lover's ass but the whole package from the horns to the hooves. Retrieving yet another cube, Garco placed this fresh cold block directly against his ram's ring and enjoyed watching it twitch and flex subconsciously as the freshly-warmed, wet hole was suddenly exposed to the severe drop in temperature. Restrained as he was, the ram started to rub himself with need against the mattress, eager to enjoy some kind of release after all of the teasing from his mate. The frigid feeling contrasted greatly against the newly-heated hole, and it only encouraged the ram's squirming.

Garco could only smile and feel new waves of want surge through him. To see his sub like this, wriggling and needy for his dom to satisfy him would always be the hottest kind of visual porn for the rat; to see (and know) how much Myles lusted for his firm murine body against his own made him want to bury himself in that desperate hole then and there. Alas, not too fast...

"Here, pet...see how this feels," remarked the rat, struggling to keep the low and lustful tone out of his voice as he pressed his thumb against his mate's twitching hole in an effort to insert the ice cube directly into his ass. While still nice and tight, the sheep was sufficiently lubed to allow the small -albeit angular- object to bypass his jet hole and slip up inside of his tail with a little pop.

If his blindfold were off, it would be easy to see the widening of the ram's sky-blue eyes as the icy foreign body slipped inside of him. The outside of his body was one thing, but his internal temperature was much hotter. The cube struggled to remain solid inside of the ram's body, the ardor of his depths making short work of converting it back into water. Cold water, that soon leaked and spilled inside of him and forced the loudest (and most eager) moan yet out of the caprine. The subby ram shivered from the icy and the exotic pleasure seeping through his body as the liquid cooled the deepest parts of his insides; he'd never felt something quite like it and it drove him wild with lusty abandon.

"Oh, Garco please...please fuck me! I can't take it anymore, fuck me hard!" begged the ram, his brain rapidly converting the sensations of rapid temperature change into sexual pleasure. The sheep did his best to present himself given his shackles, arching his hips up to show off clearly what he wanted from the rat.

Garco wrestled with his need to stuff his mate with his fat rodent prick and keep him on edge for longer. Ultimately, he needed it just as much as his mate apparently did. Reaching under the bed for their trusty bottle of lube, the rat knelt behind his sheep and placed his turgid and dripping member between those reddened cheeks, sliding his cock between them to tease his partner for just a little longer while he drizzled the slippery substance over himself.

"Mmm, is this what you want pet?" asked the rat, rhetorically as his now-slick cock slipped along the crack of his partner's ass.

"Gah, put it in me and slam me!" demanded the sheep, wanting nothing more than to feel his murine's familiar phallus fill him.

"Damn, you know I can't resist you when you beg for my cock," confessed the rat, partly to himself. Raising his body just enough, the dom buck angled the faucet-like tip of his thick pink dick against his lover's entrance and slid inside with a practiced ease. Both males moaned in unison as the rodent made the caprine's body part of his own for the umpteenth time, the buck was able to press himself fully into his sub on the first thrust. Garco paused briefly, enjoying the tight fit of Myles' passage around his engorged penis: their respective balls resting snugly against each other. This time, both males enjoyed the sensual transference into thermal equilibrium: the caprine's chilled inside warming at the murine's heated dick.

With slow and precise movements of his hips, the rat slowly slid himself out to the tip, then pushed back in around three inches inside of his mate; a little under half of his total length. Garco picked up the speed, pounding away at his ram's rear as he reveled in the feeling of the odd, frigid grip around his sensitive rod. His shallow penetration allowed him to complete faster cycles of plowing into the sheep, yet was still deep enough and angled just right to tap against the ram's prostate. Still blindfolded, the ram's own pleasure was heightened as he focused intently on each movement, every slap of their hips and every nudge against that magical button inside of him.

Feeling himself already getting close, Garco had the idea to make this particular session just a bit more sensual for them both. "Here, I want us to do something..." he said before shoving his entire cock deep into his mate and pressing himself in as much as he could. Of course, for both males this was an amazing feeling that they relished, communicating as much with a groan emitting deep from within the males. Additionally for the rat, he was able to reach the restraints around his sub's wrists. With a skillful paw he unfastened them both and freed his ram. "Here, come back up and kneel with me." commanded the rat, backing his paws up to wrap around his pet's lower waist to aid him.

It took Myles a moment, but then he realized what was going to happen. On a mutual nod, the pair rose up onto their knees with the rat still snugly sunk into the sheep's slightly plump behind: the males were now coupling vertically, their legs spread to anchor themselves in their new position. As an added precaution, or perhaps just another way for him to own the ram, the murine top's long and bald tail wrapped around one of those silver fuzzed thighs to hold them even closer together. Wanting to get them both off, Garco resumed his penetration in slow and deep movements. Every pelvic push pressed him as deep as he could go into his lover, withdrawing almost fully every time to enjoy the unique pleasure of his mate's snug black ring embracing his girthy meat with each thrust. The rodent's panting chest met his ram's back, the males' collective thin layer of sweat mixing to properly produce the perfume of their mating. Myles lost himself in the pleasure he felt inside of himself so much he nearly jumped as he felt firm, slick, slender fingers curl around his four-and-a-half inch shaft and pump away in time to their cooperative grinding. With each push into him, the paw slid back, and vice versa. The thoughtful rat knew just how to get his partner off with a considerate reach-around, and considering he was already approaching orgasm he redoubled his efforts as he rubbed and slipped his pre-soaked fingers around the caprine's head and let him rut into his paw.

"I'm...gonna finish soon, pet..." panted Garco, not missing a beat as he expertly made love to his most favorite possession.

"Me too! Oh, fuck...breed me, Sir!" answered Myles, working hard on stabbing his cock into that furless paw and his rump into his Master's privates.

The males grunted and pressed against each other eagerly, both desperately needing release. Myles got his first, his meager dick twitching uncontrollably as it shot off several impressively large ropes of hot caprine spunk. The sheep bleated as he came, his fat caprine balls providing plenty of fresh batter to coat his lover's paw and spill out over the bed. Feeling the tense convulsions caused by the sub's orgasm was all Garco needed to reach climax, groaning with stored-up need as his balls worked hard to fill his sub with a good couple of days worth of viscous rat jizz. As usual, the rat crammed his cock as far inside his mate as he could, experiencing that primal male instinct to bury his seed as deep into his partner as possible: the rat's fat dick pulsed with every additional spurt, pumping the sheep full of his cum.

With their energy collectively spent the couple collapsed forwards onto the bed, the dominant rodent still balls-deep inside his lover. They remained speechless for a short while, communicating only through their collective panting and absent-minded caressing of each others' bodies. Eventually, Garco softened inside of his subby ram and slid himself out of the other male's body; his flaccid member trailed with a gooey strand of his spent load out of his mate's used hole. Ever the romantic, the murine licked his fingers clean of his pet's essence before slipping a white-furred arm around the sheep's fuzzy chest and rolled them both into a spoon on their sides.

"Mmm, how was that love?" inquired the spent buck between pauses to catch his breath as he tugged off his mate's blindfold before gently petting his hip.

"Wonderful. Love you, Sir," responded Myles, finally able to see after the past hour or so of hot sex. Despite his fresh renewal of his sight the ram closed his eyes, wanting to bask in their mutual afterglow for a moment longer.

Garco rested his pointed, twitchy face on the caprine's shoulder "Love you too, pet." before he joined his mate in the cooldown period of their lovemaking. They'd have to shower eventually of course, but for now? It could wait. Anything could wait for love.