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I didn't even wait to get into the house to pull off my shoes. As soon as I pulled the car into the driveway beside Francis's truck I peeled off my socks and shoes to walk barefoot. The cold, slightly damp, black top was a simple pleasure as I stepped gingerly across it. Thanks to nine hours standing in shoes that were just a bit too tight my feet were sore all over.

When I stepped into the backyard I had to stop and appreciate the bliss that came with the cold grass under my feet. It was a balm to my aching feet and I enjoyed it so much I wiggled my toes against it.

The only thing that kept me from enjoying it for too long was the cold night air that worked its way through my thin button up. When the cold wind became too much, I quickly went inside through the back door. My glasses fogged up with the quick change from the cold outside to the warm kitchen I walked into.

"Francis?" I called out as I took my glasses off my face and cleaned them. Waiting a few moments I called again when there was no answer. I knew he was home as his pickup truck was right next to where I parked my car. Putting my glasses back on I called one last time before I headed upstairs. If he had been on the first floor I would have heard him or the show he was watching.

I was halfway up the steps when I heard his voice. Unabashedly my lover belted out a power ballad. "Just a city boy born and raised in south Detroit." he roared and as I got closer I could hear the song he was singing along to. "He took the midnight train going anywhere." he sang as I came to the bathroom door.

Grabbing the cut crystal door knob I very slowly opened the door and slid in. As fast as I could, I closed the door behind me to keep any cold air out. Using a shampoo bottle for a microphone Francis put his everything into the song. His hand and part of trunk were the only things I could see clearly, as it reached above the shower curtain, the rest of his body was a silhouette behind.

The music accompanying him came from his phone docked into a speaker. The black tube had become a fixture in our bathroom since we got it last Christmas.

Before he got to the chorus again my clothes were on the floor, my glasses on the sink, and I was sneaking towards him. Slipping into the shower I wrapped my arms around his waist, as much as I could manage, and rested my head against his back. He let out a startled curse as he went rigid. "Lawrence what are you doing?" he asked, a laugh bubbling up behind his words.

"Relaxing." I told him as my body fit perfectly against his. He was large enough that the water couldn't get past him and that was alright. It was enough to feel his damp body against mines as I closed my eyes. I gave his back a kiss before turning to lay my cheek against it. In response, he let out a deep rumble and pressed back against me. "Oh you like that?" I asked turning my head to place my chin on his back as his wide ass pressed back into my stomach. "How about..." I began to say as I pulled my hands back to rub along the shape of his belly down to his love handles above his hips and back up. "Some of this?" I kept up the motion and really dug my fingers into his fat belly, scratching and rubbing the wonderful mass. I enjoyed feeling my palms sinking into his gut and my fingers dancing over the stretch marks along the underside of his belly.

"I like that." He said his voice deep and rich with pleasure. Reaching up to the shower basket that hang from the shower head Francis plucked a little black remote from the basket and paused the song. "Does my little mouse only want to keep rubbing my belly?" he asked incredulously. When I only smiled to myself and kept massaging his belly he pushed back with a grunt. "Naughty Mouse, going to make me beg aren't you." he said and ground back against me a little more.

"Maybe." I told him, not quite sure myself as I pulled my left hand away from rubbing his belly and love handles to stroke his cock. With my teasing it was semi hard. Thick like he was Francis's cock was on the shorter size, though it never failed to please. It was never a chore to fit it inside and was always fun to play with. Using my pointer finger and thumb I circled them around his cock as much as I could and began to stroke it slowly. Squeezing the head gently I dragged my fingers down the length and against his soft groin until I could pull back any further. Then, I did it all over again.

As he grew hard in my hands I kept on rubbing his belly with my right and kissed his back. The sounds of pleasure he made were almost as good as feeling his body reacting to my efforts. Quickly my kisses turned from short pecks to long moments of contact where I sucked and nibbled on his skin.

When we both had enough of the teasing and both ready for more I pulled my hand away from his belly. Lifting it up I smacked it down on his ass to watch it wobble and a long moaning "Fuck." dripped from his lips. Bending forward he put his fists on the wall and ducked his head. No longer blocking the water I was treated to the still warm spray battering my chest.

Giving his ass one last smack on the other cheek, to even it out, I stepped back. As his whole body shuddered with the moan that escaped his body, I got on my knees behind that fat ass. His tail lifted, as if I needed any further invitation beside his moans.

I was treated to the whole view. Below the expanse of two round fat gray cheeks I got his taint and set of low hanging balls framed between thick thighs. Grabbing his thighs just above the ankles I let my hands slide up the tree trunks he had for legs. I stopped when my fingers touched the soft dimples of cellulite. Showing that spot some special attention by giving each thigh a kiss my hands started back up his body.

Massaging and lifting his heavy ass with my hands I kissed up his thighs until I came to the undersides of his cheeks. Squeezing his ass together with both my hands and pressed my face against it. When he reached a hand back and tried to pull his cheeks apart I only squeezed tighter and nipped his right cheek. After a moment I stopped squeezing his ass to lift it up from the bottom and spread it. A soft "oooh" of pleasure slipped past his lips as he let his hand drop when he felt the warm air against his hole. The air caused his tight pink ring flex along with the whole lower half of his body. Even his cock jumped and dribbled pre.

Keeping my right hand on his cheek pulling it away from the other I popped two fingers on the other hand in my mouth. Getting them nice and wet I pulled them out with a soft pop. "Come on boy quit teasing." he told me as he picked up my slack and grabbed his other cheeks.

"Don't you worry hon." I told him and pressed those two fingers to his hole. Rather than trying to push them in I just applied some pressure and massaged his hole in circles. Steadily the circles I was making became bigger and bigger. Cursing again Francis ducked his head as his hole flexed. But, I was having none of that. Adding in my thumb I pulled each finger apart as far as I could manage and was quite happy to see his hole spread for me.

"Grab your cheeks." I told him as I gently moved my fingers and didn't let his hole close. Mumbling something about me being a tease he spread his cheeks and I used my other thumb to spread his hole, pulling my other two fingers away in the process. Leaning in I pressed my tongue against his hole. I tasted his body on my palate and felt it tense up in reaction.

He wasn't spread enough to get more than the tip of my tongue in, but I made it work. Alternating between licking over his hole and pushing as much tongue in as his ass would let me I wore him down. When I could get a little more than the tip of my tongue in I began folding my tongue into a tunnel and pushing it in only to unfurl it inside of him. The first time I did it his ass tensed tight around my tongue as I pulled it out.

Eventually, I managed to work my tongue in fully and then the real fun started. Pulling my hands away I patted either side of his ass and Francis did the same. Everything that wasn't Francis and me in the shower disappeared as I got lost in the pleasure of us both. My hands went back to rubbing along his hips and belly, not nearly able to reach as far up.

Francis's body pressed back against me as I wiggled my tongue in his ass. When I thought I had done that long enough I pulled back and kissed his hole before licking over it for a bit. Then, I plunged my tongue back in and out. His slick walls squeezed my ass to show their appreciation to the pleasure I was showing Francis's ass, as if the sounds of pleasure my elephant was making wasn't enough.

For a while I lost myself and when Francis eventually pulled his hips away I tried to follow. It was only then did I notice the water had gone cold. Turning around to face me as I knelt in the tub Francis panted. His cock was rock and drooled pre down into the water that zipped it down the drain. The head on his cock was engorged to the point that I was sure he'd blow from just the briefest touch.

"Bedroom now." He told me and pointed out of the shower.

"Were both wet hon." I replied. Both of us was soaking wet and I had it worse because I had fur.

Biting his lip out of frustration he cursed under his breath. "Okay, dry off. You worked me up bad and you're going to finish the job." I thought about pointing out we could finish it now, but I was quickly growing cold. So I hopped out of the shower and went for a towel.

Francis dried quickly, to the point I barely got to enjoy the sight of his fat body wiggling and shaking. By the time I started working to dry my chest off he was already in the bedroom. It was a good fifteen minutes of drying before I could join him in the bedroom.

Kneeling close to the headboard Francis made a beckoning gesture as I crossed over into the bedroom. "Come here mousy." he cooed. In the time it took me to dry off had made a mound of pillow, including a neck pillow, and brought out a flesh light.

Scrambling quickly over I dove on to the bed, knowing exactly what Francis had in mind. Propping my head up on the mound of pillows he made near the headboard I put the neck pillow on and got comfy as I waited. "Eager little mousy?" he asked as he moved to straddle my shoulders, his big ass becoming my how view once more. "Ready?" He asked as he looked over his shoulder to me. All I did was nod my head and grab hold of his hips to try pulling him down. We had done this once before and if I needed to breath I'd only pat his hips as a signal I needed to get up.

Seeing I was all too ready Francis spread his cheeks and lowered himself down on my face. I found myself in heaven again as his fat ass pressed against my face on all sides. My hands squeezed his hips as his my tongue got to work loosening his hole back up after giving it enough time to tighten up.

So focused on getting my tongue in his ass I didn't take notice as Francis leaned forward until he stopped and was practically laying on top of me, further pinning me to the bed. The weight was nothing new or something I was unable to handle, all I had to do was slightly adjust my positioning to smother myself with his ass again.

Just as I got adjust to the new angle I felt Francis's big mitt grab my cock before dragging his long flat tongue over half my cock and the head. My finger's sunk into his thick thighs and the moan I let out was muffled by his fat ass. Taking me into his mouth Francis's formed a title seal around my cock as he slipped down it. Having no trouble in taking me down to the root he went at his own pace and ground his ass back into my face.

There wasn't a conscious thought in my head. My hips moved on pure instinct while my tongue kept lapping over Francis's hole, he ground back to keep me licking the right in the right spot.

Once my cock was damp enough, Francis brought the flesh light into the mix. The fuck sleeve had nothing on Francis's holes, and yet he knew how to use it right. He'd squeeze the hard shell to simulate a tensing hole and change up the angle he pumped at to keep it interesting. Doing it at the same time he was pushing his hips back to ride my face and pumping his own cock. I could hear the smacking of his hand in his lap and feel his hole tensing around or against my tongue.

When his orgasm hit he pushed his ass down as hard as he could, pinning my head between the soft pillow and his softer ass, and cried out in pleasure. Shooting his load over my chest and belly Francis stopped using the toy on my cock and let the afterglow of his intense orgasm.

As he calmed down, Francis slid his fat ass off of me. "Not done with you yet boy." He said as he crawled down my body and straddled my hips. Sitting down he ground his hips down in my lap, my hard cock disappearing and reappearing between his cheeks. I would have content with just being hot dogged all night, Francis was not. Picking up his hips he grabbed hold of my cock and dragged it between his cheeks until it pressed against his hole.

Having been rimmed for the better part of an hour between the bedroom and bathroom Francis's hole was slick. Lowering himself down my cock glided into the warm hole and I couldn't help but cry out as the squeezed my cock. Grabbing hold of his ass and spreading it Francis made sure he got as much of my cock inside of him as he could. "Don't come to fast boy, I want to enjoy this." He said, not nearly as tired from just coming as he should have been.

Grabbing at the bed I closed my eyes and focused on lasting longer. There wasn't a chance I could keep from coming for too long. Not with Francis's ass slamming into my hips hard enough to make the bed squeak. So I stopped pumping my hips and tried not to think about the sound of Francis's fat ass smacking into my lap or how his body shook.

Unable to help myself I cracked an eye open and watched his ass bouncing my lap. The rest of him bounced and jiggled along with his ass. His round belly, which I could only see the love handles off, slapped in his lap over and over again while his thick thighs jiggled like he was running a race.

Lasting all of a few seconds more I grabbed the bed and squeezed my eyes closed. My body tensed and hips raised to meet his ass one last time. This time I was the one crying out in pleasure as my balls pulled close. I came hard inside of his ass and grabbed the bed in a white knuckle grip. When I felt I had finished cuming my body jerked and I came just a bit more before slumping down into the bed.

"That felt good." He said and started to climb off the bed "I know you need your rest after work." Grabbing his hips I tried pulling his ass back towards me. On a good day when I was tired from sex and work I'd have a hard time moving him. Now, it was impossible. "Don't bite off more than you can chew mousy?" He told me as he pushed his hips back.

Fully aware that if I started again I wouldn't stop until we both were finished I gave that round ass a kiss. Leaning in I licked the cum that started dribble down his taint and followed it up to between his cheeks. It tasted of us both and I savored its taste right along with the taste of his hole. As I buried my nose between his cheeks again Francis sat back and enjoyed my warm tongue on his hole.