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"Was there a reason you called me in here?" Dale asked. As he stepped into the space Chip called his 'office,' the other chipmunk wore a look of annoyance on his face. Being yet again torn away from his favorite show, Dale hoped it was for a good reason. Muttering to himself, Dale turned the corner and stepped into what his partner-in-crime considered an office.

"Ah, my dear Dale!" Chip called out. He sat behind a desk, a surprisingly serious look on his face.

Just seeing it put the other chipmunk on a level of alertness. He hoped that he was able to get away scott-free but it seemed that Chip didn't forget after all. Dale knew that was coming sooner or later but he still wasn't sure if he was actually prepared or not.

"Please. Come in, sit!" Chip called, urging his partner to come sit at the single chair that stood in front of the desk.

Hoping that this was all going somewhere, Dale approached the desk and sat down in the chair.

"You wanted to see me?" Dale asked, twiddling his thumbs.

"Yes I do, dear Dale. I think it's time for a little something called a performance review."

Dale gulped upon hearing those words, he knew it was too good to be true...

"Let's start with how you left your post. Because you left your post the dog was able to get away..." Chip shook his head and gave a frustrated sounding sigh. "Then you somehow managed to knock over an entire trash can, letting him now we were nearby..."

Dale was now rubbing his paws together, he could feel himself starting to sweat a bit. He didn't want to think about how many mistakes he made but here Chip was, making sure he wouldn't forget."

"And in the end..!" Chip said, slamming his paws on the desk. Dale jumped a bit and expected the worst but there was soon a smile on the other chipmunk's face. "We wouldn't have caught the dog if it wasn't for you. So... All-in-all... Not bad."

Dale breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that it was the exact opposite of what he was expecting... He was about to get up but a new motion from the other chipmunk caught his attention.

As Chip sat back in his own chair he leaned back, lifting his legs up. A dull thud came from the chipmunk planting his foot paws on the flat surface. The reclining chipmunk stretched and flexed his soles twice.

"While you're here... Dale, as of late I've noticed that you've been rather distracted..."

Dale was looking at the other chipmunk as he spoke, but the words from his mouth were fading into nothing more than white noise. Dale's senses blocked out anything else as his eyes trailed downwards. As soon as his eyes fell on those large, soft looking paws, Dale couldn't focus on anything else.

Dale nodded at random times, making it seem as if he was listening but he was watching Chip's feet like a hawk. Every little flex and wiggle, Dale caught it all. His mind was already racing at the point, wondering what they felt like. The fur that covered them looked soft, each of his perfectly round toes were ended in a dulled claw, adding a nice clean look to them. But the thing that really got Dale was when his eyes focused and he was sure he could see shimmering dots: beads of sweat making his soles glitter.

Dale couldn't keep together any longer... Before he even realized it, his mouth flooded with drool. The stuff dripped from his lips without relent. The chipmunk couldn't hold it back because his mouth was stuck open from his now heavy panting. It wasn't immediately clear if Chip was aware of Dale's current state. His eyes were closed as he continued talking...

Dale was starting to fidget in his seat, finding it harder and harder to resist those big, soft looking feet. Those furry, sweaty... Lines of saliva oozing from his mouth and his breathing picking up even more, Dale could feel the desire within in steadily building. His vision was tunneling, making the pair of paws the only thing he could register. Just looking at them made his body hotter. His tongue flicked in his mouth as he thought of what they must taste like... His paws clenched at the idea of touching them... His nose twitched...picking up the faintest hint of Chip's foot odor. That was the trigger that sent Dale barreling at his partner.

Chip didn't even react to the heavy thump against his desk. Though his eyes were closed and he pressed himself to keep babbling on about actually nothing, Chip was fully aware of what he was doing. He was rather impressed with Dale for holding out as long as he did. Keeping his feet out and giving them a nice stretch, Chip figured that Dale earned a little reward.

As soon as he was upon the desk, Dale reached forwards and took hold; a single foot in each of his paws. With his fingers pressed against the flat soles, the red nosed chipmunk was sure he was tracing along velvet. They were softer than he remembered, he couldn't even remember the last time he was so close to them but he knew it was far too long.

While his paws were pressing and tracing along the soft fur and skin underneath, Dale pressed his face in between the twin pair of foot paws. The moment his nose made contact, the chipmunk made a series of comically loud snorts. Dragging his nose from one foot to the other, Dale took in deep, long whiffs.

The burning in his nose only made him shudder before leaving him wanting more. The scent coming from the paws was stronger than Dale expected. Wafting from the hot, sweaty paws was an earthy musk. Every whiff went straight to his head, making it harder to think straight. But luckily for Dale, he didn't need to think; his body carried out his desires all on its own.

Pressing and dragging his thumbs against Chip's soft soles made them wet with the sweat that slightly soaked into the fur. It also stirred up the sweat layered underneath his pelt, intensifying the already delicious smell.

For a moment, Dale put his focus on a single foot, shoving his nose into the left one. The moment he did it became wet with his partner's foot sweat. Shuddering against the sensation, Dale dragged his nose downwards. He stopped at the heel and went the opposite direction; he continued to sniff heavily, taking in as much of the natural stench as he could. Higher and higher he rose until it ended with Dale's nose nestled against Chip's perfectly rounded toes.

With that same smile on his face, Chip was in the mood to tease his partner even further. Flexing his feet, Chip nudged and curled his toes around Dale's nose, pressing down on the sniffing button. His other foot was rubbing up and down the side of the other chipmunk's face, smearing his sweat and scent against the soft fur. Against Dale's nose, Chip this time spread his toes instead of curling them. In between the gaps he could feel the light puffs, the shallow sniffs, and the hot breath that pushed between his toes, making them nice and warm.

It felt rather nice; nice enough for Chip to want a bit more of that feeling. A naughty idea came to him and the chipmunk went along with it. While right foot continued to brush against Dale's face, his left drifted down, leaving Dale's nose behind.

It trailed lower until the tips of his toes touched the eager chipmunk's lips. With a small press, Chip popped two of them in his partner's mouth.

The moment he did Dale's eyes grew wide. But they soon lidded and a smile spread around the digits that touched his tongue. Closing his lips around them, Dale wasted no time suckling. Soft, warm, and now even wetter than before... The flavors all blended perfectly with each other, the taste of Chip's foot and the sweat that soaked and bled through his fur...

Closing his eyes, Dale put his tongue to use, licking against the soft digits. He took care of them both, making the presses and drags light and slow. They soon became damp and heavy with his saliva, all the while his tongue raking through the fur left more bitter sweat clinging to his taste buds. He couldn't keep a deep shudder from running down his spine. His worship of the toes became more unfocused and lustful. Drool dripped down his chin and breathy moans slipped from his muzzle.

The lust within him was only growing stronger, burning deep in his stomach before slipping downwards. It soon set in deep within the slurping chipmunk's erect cock. From the moment he pressed his face against the pair of feet, spurts of precum oozed from the tip. Every little sniff he made forced another gush from his tip. Lines and dollops splattered onto the floor under him, collecting more and more, forming a small puddle.

But now, it was steadily growing; searing, scorching, a blazing heat that grew hotter with each passing second. His nostrils flared, taking in the pungent foot musk. Against the toes wiggling against his tongue, the chipmunk's mouth watered heavily. His hands stroked at the fur of both feet, tracing along the fur and form underneath.

Chip pressed a bit more, shoving his foot against Dale's mouth until the rest of his digits were jammed inside. Just as the last toe touched his tongue, Dale felt his cock seize, a powerful spike of bliss running through his shaft. The first load of cum spurt from the tip, leaving a thick pearlescent rope on the floor. The second eruption of cum came soon after, leaving more sticky spurts beyond his own feet.

Chip was a bit surprised at the sudden moan that came from Dale. It only took him a moment to figure out what had happened. It was evident by the look on Dale's face and the deep, heavy panting. Chip's feet were left feeling wet and the fur covering them was weighed down by layers of spit. While feet weren't his thing, Chip was still in the mood to tease his partner. He wanted to hear a bit more of those soft moans and see that look on his face again.

"I didn't know you were so desperate, Dale."

Still panting heavily, Dale met the other chipmunk's gaze. Despite his words, Dale's cock was still hard, already back to dripping pre like nothing ever happened. It seemed that Chip was aware of this despite not being able to see it.

"Anyway, as I was saying before..." Chip cleared his throat and gave a wink to the other chipmunk. "You've done so well that I think you're due for a...reward."

Chip curled his soles and wigged each of his toes. Just like before, Dale's eyes focused directly on them. With hands were already reaching out to grab them again but Chip reeled his feet back just a bit.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Chip stuck a finger out and wiggled it. Reluctantly, Dale took a few steps back, his paws trembling. Forcing himself to stay in place, the red nosed chipmunk bit his lip and flicked his small tail.

"Isn't there another part of you that you're forgetting?" Chip tapped a claw to the table before pointing downward. Dale tilted his head and looked down at his leaking cock. It wasn't hard to put the pieces together. And the very idea got Dale panting even heavier than before.

Chip curled his fingers, signaling his partner to come closer. Dale was yet again rushing at his partner's feet. But he came to a skidding stop before the pair of feet. Rather than leaning down and gripping them, Dale remained standing tall. His whole body was shuddering as cock, now leaking against the desk's surface drew closer and closer to those wet feet.

"Go ahead..."

Dale thrust himself forwards, slipping his cock right in between those perfectly soft, warm, and slick paws. A deep quake shook through his body, and for a second his vision dotted. Shaking his head just a bit, Dale met his gaze with Chip's yet again. The other chipmunk winked at his partner before he pressed his feet together.

"C-Chip! Mmmph..."

"Just relax..." Chip said, a smirk spreading on his muzzle. "And take a load off."

Putting even more pressure on Dale's shaft, Chip sandwiched the leaking girth against his soles before reeling them back. Another strong shudder rocked Dale's body, leaving him clutching at the side of the desk. Already getting a feel for his partner's length, Chip's damp feet bounced up and down Dale's cock at a steady pace.

Teasing his partner even further, Chip tapped his toes against the shaft as he went along. Each one wiggled and pressed independently from each other. Dale grunted and dug his claws into the desk. On each foot, Chip pressed different toes, forcing Dale to experience several sensations all at once.

Chip pressed onwards, listening to Dale's breathing. They grew heavier in time with the increased pace of his footjob. Working his partner's shaft even faster and harder, Chip coaxed spurt after spurt of precum. Shooting out in volley after volley, soaking the leading chipmunk's feet even further. Coating his soles and oozing between his toes, making them sloppy and warm. He didn't get what Dale got out of foot stuff but he couldn't deny that it felt kinda good on his feet and between his toes. The fur covering his feet was heavy with a mix of sticky fluids, precum squished between his digits... And with another press and pull of his feet, another spurt came to cover another inch of his foot. He wondered where all the fluids were coming from, Dale's balls weren't much bigger than his own and yet the red nosed chipmunk could spray like a garden hose.

"Chip... I'm-"

"I know. I can feel it... Just let Chip take charge."

Chuckling to himself, Chip increased the pace of his feet even further. Against his slick soles, the pulsing of Dale's cock was strong; it was clear as day that he was only a few more strokes from reaching his limit. He jerked both his feet as fast as he could. Keeping his feet pressed against the pulsing shaft, a series of sloppy smacks rang out and strings of Dale's precum were flung everywhere.

With a cry of total bliss, Dale felt the bolt of lightning zip through his body, channeling up his cock and to his tip. Just a second later, the first load of cum was spewed from said tip. The hot, gooey stuff slopped onto his partner's toes, oozed down his soles and dripped from his heels. But Chip continued stroking with his feet, the rapid jerks churned the cum glazing his feet into a messy froth. Despite having just cum, Chip's feet slicking up and down his cock brought those feelings back faster than he expected.

"Mmph! C-Chip! It's coming again... Augh!"

The second cumshot jetted from the tip in a thick gush, shooting right between Chip's feet. The hot load arched and landed right between Chip's legs, glazing his own hard cock in a heavy layer of fresh, hot cum. A few more drops fell onto Chip's balls, spreading the warmth and heat to them as well.

Dale sighed as his second climax quickly faded out. Between Chip's sullied feet, Dale's cock had softened and popped from the hold the soles had on them... Despite his lust tapering out, Dale was still compelled to approach his partner's cum covered paws. His tongue darted from his mouth yet again, lapping at the warm soles. Contented hums came from Dale, finding the taste of his own thick spunk rather pleasant on his tongue, in both taste and texture. It tasted even better coming off of Chip's feet.

Popping his partner's toes in his mouth, Dale suckled eagerly, rolling his tongue around and between each of the digits. After cleaning them off all the fluids they were slathered in, Dale popped the toes from his mouth, a string of saliva connecting them to his lips for a brief moment.

Despite the toes being cleaned, Dale was presented with cum soaked soles, still dripping with his spunk. He dived into them, slurping up and swallowing down his own cum. Rubbing his face back and forth from foot-to-foot, Dale used his tongue to clean up his mess, leaving Chip's feet cleaned up of the sticky fluids. They were still wet, but the black nosed chipmunk wasn't bothered by that. There was something else on his mind now...

Dale's moans echoed off the walls of his office. While Chip continued to sit in his office chair, Dale was bouncing his ass up and down, wailing from the cock stretching his ass good and deep. Slamming himself back down on the shaft, his ass was stuffed full of chipmunk cock. With Chip placing his paws on Dale's shoulders, he took control, jerking his hips up and down.

He pounded into Dale as deep and hard as he could. Despite Dale's ass being tight, the layer of cum spurt on Chip's cock gave just enough lube for his dick to barrel within the soft hole. Loud squelches and claps rang out, just barely audible against the moans of Dale. He could feel the spike of orgasmic pleasure steadily building within him. With another hard pump inside, Chip pulled in as close as he could, finally able to cum himself. From his tip soared thick lines of spunk, filling up his partner's ass.

With a sight and a little chuckle, Chip eased Dale off his cock and carefully set the other chipmunk on his desk. With another sigh, the black nosed chipmunk sat back and watched his own cum ooze from Dale's hole.