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Kobalt opened the door to the home he shared with his micro roommate. Rather than stepping inside immediately, he stooped down to pick up a package left on the porch, along with a stack of flat envelopes. Once across the threshold, the buckaroo used his thick tail to close the door behind him. "Hey Cody?" He hadn't seen the stoat all day, having woken up early for an appointment before work with an annoyingly strong case of morning wood.

What he didn't know was the cause of that was related to why he hadn't seen his roommate, or why the mustelid was not responding. The shout did slowly rouse Cody, though. The stoat shifted in the tight, wet confines, his olfactory senses having mostly adjusted to the omnipresent scent of male. Things were still a bit too tight for him to do much but weakly shift in place, so he didn't even try.

Shrugging, the deer/roo hybrid dumped the envelopes on the table and set to opening the package that had arrived. He had a pretty good idea of what it was based on the return address.

Cody half-drifted back to sleep as Kobalt stood still working with unboxing his purchase for quite some time. The stoat was roused again as his whole world dropped and loosened all at once. With the advent of room to move was room for the heavy cream around him to slosh and churn over him once again. Quietly groaning, he was too tired to put up a fuss just yet.

Kobalt had pulled his jockstrap off, letting his balls drop and hang freely beneath the weight of his semi-flaccid member. He held up half of his purchase, a pair of snug looking briefs with a fly at the front. On the back, however, was a printed ring of some sort. With care he eased his large toeclaws through the leg holes and put on the undergarment.

The stoat had finally gotten up the energy to squirm in that short reprieve. The level of the viscous masculinity had risen, since there was more room for greater production. But the musky space between the Buckaroo's thighs grew snug once again, the walls squeezing in on their occupant.

The hybrid then slipped one hand into the fly, pulling the elastic material apart to draw his whole bait n tackle out into the open once again, leaving the opposing panels to squeeze at his base. Kobalt looked down at the instructions, then adjusted the waistband of the underwear, making sure the marking on the back was centered.

Cody was confused as he was far more obviously manipulated about, returned to freedom so soon. But there was one thing for sure, he could hear Kobalt's heartbeat starting to get stronger, a sure sign that his arousal was growing.

Grabbing the other half of his purchase, the buckaroo strutted to the couch in the next room before flopping back onto it with a sigh.

The stoat squeaked in surprise as his whole world dropped, before slapping down and getting slapped by something long and firm from above. Easy to guess what that was.

The rainbow flesh of Kobalt's shaft pulsed and rose from its resting state as it lengthened. He was focused on the silicone thrusting sleeve in his hand, however. A matching ring to the underwear's was printed on the entrance side of the sex toy. With a flick of his tail, he tossed himself a bottle of lube from the side-table's drawer, catching it in his free hand.

With the bottle uncapped, he poured the slick onto the business end of the sleeve, then set the lube down on the floor for the moment. Kobalt stroked a finger along one of the markings printed on the toy, then pressed his finger into the lube-soaked hole. He gasped, feeling his own finger press against his pucker.

Cody felt the whole scrotum around him tensing in rhythm to the heartbeat now, a clear sign to him that his roommate had reached full erection. The stoat clenched his jaw and began squirming in earnest. Perhaps if he could make the hybrid reach orgasm sooner, he could get free sooner.

Once he'd finished lubing himself up through the miniature portal, Kobalt bit his lip, pulling his finger free. The sleeve was lowered to the red tip of his spectrum of a rod, lightly pressing at the silicone entrance. Then, he slowly pressed the sleeve down over his erection.

Simultaneously, he felt the head of a shaft pressing to his freshly lubricated rear entrance. He panted, curling his toes, then let the weight of his arm bring the toy down the rest of the way. The buckaroo splayed his macropod toes with a groan, feeling both the sensation of sinking his cock into a warm, inviting rear and his own rump accepting a pulsing, living shaft to the hilt.

The stoat pressed up at the top of his testicular prison, only to find something large press down on him. He wasn't sure what it was, especially as it raised away, then pressed down on him in an increasingly steady pattern.

Kobalt pumped the sleeve up and down on his shaft, laying his head back onto the top of the couch. He wasn't prepared for just how overwhelming the perfectly synchronized sensations would be. He angled the sleeve in his grip and gasped, finding that he brushed his own prostate. The hybrid repeated the motion, breathing growing ragged.

The heartbeat around Cody was rapid now, the stoat knowing that meant his roommate was close to orgasm. The other sign was that the scrotum had clenched in tight, so all of him was beneath whatever was pushing down around the base of that cock over and over again. He groaned weakly, feeling pressure increasing all over.

With a distant cry, suddenly the micro was released from the chamber he'd been stuck in all day, the pressure of ejaculation keeping him rocketing up through the tunnel that had so eagerly devoured him in the buckaroo's sleep. Cody smiled weakly, preparing to flop out with a splatter, probably onto Kobalt's bare stomach or a skeet rag of some sort.

But instead, he went from one tight musky space into a looser musky space, getting splattered with the seed that had helped push him up and 'out'. The stoat felt around, confused.

In the midst of Kobalt's orgasm, he felt the familiar warmth of getting filled with cream. His muzzle spread into a dumb smile, continuing to release into himself for a while yet.

It was at this point that Cody remembered that Kobalt had said something about a 'portal toy' he was going to play around with. The mustelid groaned. He'd ended up right back inside his roommate, just somewhere else. He weakly pushed around, wondering how long it would take the hybrid to let him out of this tight spot. But at the same time, the change of scenery, while just as smeared with cum, was a welcome change.

Kobalt sighed as he slumped into afterglow. "I wonder where Cody is..."