{"sf1_id":1772576,"sf2_id":"rm8DOlym","title":"Making up with a make out","author":"Cardigan","words":867,"posted_at":"2021-10-09T16:39:00.000Z","tags":["Chubby","Couple","Cum","Flash Fiction","Fox","Gay","Horse","Horsecock","Male/Male","Muscle","Oral"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1772576-making-up-with-a-make-out","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rm8DOlym","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ce/59/ce597a3e-f01a-453d-a3bc-d7b0638ccbfa","description":"#3 of Flash Fiction\n\nA fox and a horse engage in a passionate session of lovemaking after patching things up.\nWord count: 867","content":"We broke through the door of his apartment in a storm of kisses and hugging. The stallion groped my body end to end, as I did his. He closed the door behind us before his muscles raised me off the ground. That didn't stop the kissing, though. Embracing, we went to the bedroom.\n\nHe dropped me on the queen-size bed, our lips finally parted. We were both excited, perhaps too excited, to have sex again. Our hands haphazardly removed our respective shirts, and I got a good look at those massive pecs of his.\n\n\"Damn,\" I said. \"Missed this view for sure.\"\n\n\"Oh, yeah?\" The black horse put his hands on my chubby stomach and wiggled it around. \"And I missed my chubby fox.\"\n\nNo sooner than that, we were kissing again. The man was a fucking kissing expert. If he were made of chocolate, I would've eaten him up already. No mercy.\u0026nbsp;\n\nWe rumbled and tussled all over the bed, madly kissing and erratically undressing.\n\nWhen we broke the kiss again, we were down to our underwear and I was on his lap, looking into his eyes. His beautiful ambers. And he looked into my emeralds. That second passed as hours. For that brief instance, he was more than handsome, more than sexy. He was the most wonderful being in the world.\n\nDidn't take long for me to acknowledge the obvious hardness between my butt cheeks. Only then, I noticed my thirst, my need to please that beautiful beast.\n\nI kissed him between the nostrils and got to my knees while he opened his legs for me. His heftiness was clear from beyond the fabric; and I could tell he wasn't even fully hard yet.\n\nI put my thumbs around the band and released the monster from its captivity. The thick horsecock bounced freely as I pulled down his boxers to his hooves.\n\nI took his pulsating girth in my hands. It took them both to hoist it, even in his half-chub state. My eyes widened and my mouth watered as I watched it grow to its full form. He only smirked at me from above.\n\nOnce it reached full-mast, I licked his flare, taking in his signature salty taste. It only made me want more and more into my mouth. My licks quickly turned into me putting the entire head in my canine mouth, suckling and licking relentlessly.\n\nHe gasped. \"You love that, don't you?\"\n\nMy mouth was too full for a proper response, leaving me to only hum a confirmation.\n\nThat felt amazing, but was only a prelude. It was time to start the real deal.\n\nWith one of my hands, I started stroking from his base up to his medial ring. With my mouth, I swallowed his meat, all that I could fit, anyway. Finally, I was bobbing my head in the same rhythm I masturbated him. He always loved that.\n\nHe gasped and moaned more and more, petting me while he did it. \"Fuck, babe. You know just how I like it.\"\n\nI barely heard him. He wasn't the only one who loved that position. I was in heaven. When he started leaking pre into my gullet, I was moaning as well. I learned well how to breathe properly while that log was in my mouth, and I loved how proficient I became at it.\n\nHe trembled. My horsey was close.\n\nWith that, I had to pick up the pace and milk that hog dry. His wet flare scratched the back of my throat. I readied myself for a flood.\n\n\"Ah! Fuck!\"\n\nAnd then he came. He came hard. For many seconds, I was fed a hot stream of seed directly into my insides. And I fucking missed this feeling, too.\n\nWhen I pulled back, there was no difference between saliva and cum on his penis. A lingering string left in the wake of my mouth.\n\n\"Thank you, babe,\" he said as I rose. \"No one can handle me like you can.\"\n\n\"And don't you forget it.\"\n\nWe kissed again. To my surprise, he didn't fight the thought of having the taste of semen on his mouth; in fact, I felt him welcome it.\n\n\"But,\" he said as we parted, \"we ain't done here, are we?\"\n\nIn a sudden move, he hoisted me and brought my hard dick to his face and... sucked it! He had never done that before.\n\n\"Oh, fuck!\" I screamed.\n\nI was with my knees on his legs and my crotch on his muzzle. He sucked me off sloppily, but with power. I didn't last as long, nor came as hard as he did. He drank from my erection like a fountain.\n\nAfter that, we were too tired to stay awake. He put me beside him on the bed and welcomed me into a hug.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe kissed me on the forehead before speaking. \"I love you so much, baby.\"\n\n\"I love you too.\"\n\nIt took no minute for him to go to slumberland, leaving me to smile at his dormant facade.\n\nBefore I drift off too, I thought a little and couldn't remember why we fought and broke up. But I was damn happy to be back together.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Flash Fiction","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1769662-wrong-entrance.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1833953-monthly-inconvenience.json"}}