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Knock-knock-knock.

"Comin'!" Raul's bulky frame shot up from his couch and did a short jog to the front door. His thick opossum tail bounced behind him to the beat of his beefy legs pumping on the rug. The chant he'd been reciting for the past hour echoed through his mind as he reached for the doorknob. Act cool. Act cool. He took one quick breath before finally twisting the knob and opening it.

Standing on his porch was his buddy Dingy, dressed in a red polo shirt and jeans. His enormous dingo ears shot upright. His half-lidded eyes opened wide at the sight of his friend. "Hey!"

"Hey, hey!" Raul opened the door all the way and stepped aside. He was less dressed than his smaller friend, wearing an oversized T-shirt and some gym shorts. It never crossed his mind to put on anything better, not with what the two of them had planned for the afternoon. "Come on in!"

"Thanks." Dingy waltzed in, his fluffy, tan dogtail sweeping behind him. It was tipped with a chocolate brown like a brush dipped in paint. His sleeves and shins were similarly colored. The hair on his head was cut short and messy.

Raul eyed his backside as he walked past. The two knew each other's bodies very well, but that didn't stop Raul from sneaking some adventurous glances. Dingy seemed to know, often giving Raul a cheeky flick of the tail like he did now. Raul closed the door. His heart was beating faster than normal. Relax, geez. "So uhh... You wanna drink? Can I get you anything?"

Dingy smiled at him over his shoulder. "Nothing alcoholic, I hope. It's only noon."

Raul laughed, walking up beside him. Their physiques were in total contrast: the unassumingly shaped dingo next to the tank-like opossum. Raul scratched the side of his pink nose, moving some of the whiskers. "I mean, it doesn't have to be. I'm just looking out."

Dingy lifted an eyebrow. "I'm just messing with you. I'll have a beer, whatever you got."

Raul laughed again. He kept his gaze ahead, off the man next to him. "Yeah, yeah. I gotcha."

Raul split off into the kitchen to get some drinks while Dingy headed for the living room. Raul grabbed the first two bottles he saw in the refrigerator: a pair of Corona Extras. He cracked them open on an opener magnetized to the fridge and threw away the caps. He carried one in each paw to the living room where he found Dingy sitting back on the couch with his legs spread out lazily. "Here you go," Raul said, handing him a bottle.

"Thanks!" Dingy took it and had a sip while Raul sat down on the cushion next to him, flattening it with his weight. "You alright?" Dingy asked.

"What? Yeah. Why?"

"I don't know. You look... antsy."

"Oh. Sorry. I'm fine." Raul took a sip. Chill. Just chill.

Dingy snickered. "You're good." He downed another swig and sighed. "Do you wanna hang out and watch something before we do anything? Or do you wanna finish these drinks first and just go at it?" Dingy cracked a wide grin. "Or do you wanna get drunk?"

All of those sounded good. Raul had invited him over on the friendly promise of sex, something the two of them had casually shared many times in the past. Normally he'd have Dingy over, chat a little, maybe watch some TV and cuddle, then escalate things to the bedroom. Today, however, Raul had something else planned, something that made things difficult. "We can just... chill and drink right now. Maybe get a little more comfortable after we've had some alcohol in our systems." It sounded dreadfully awkward when he said it.

Dingy didn't seem to think so. He smiled back. "Sounds good to me." He took a deep swig of beer, oblivious to any of Raul's plans.

Raul relaxed. "Cool."

The two shared some small talk while placidly draining their bottles sip by sip. The casual observer would've seen two buddies catching up. That faded once they started leaning on their cushions to be closer, eventually touching their thighs together and laughing more outwardly. Their conversation came to a close upon the first kiss, one that was followed immediately by another, and then another. Replacing their voices was the soft smack of their lips. Dingy's beer was still in his paw atop his lap. He fumbled for a few seconds to put it on the coffee table in front of them. Once it was down, he was able to lean more firmly into his lover, putting his paw on Raul's shoulder and getting a feel of that burdensome muscle which lay beneath.

Raul drifted his paw around to Dingy's back, pulling him in even closer. His fat pink fingers clenched at his shirt, eager to get rid of it. His other paw fell on Dingy's thigh to grant the occasional squeeze. Their gently locking lips were breached by the tip of Raul's tongue. Dingy cooed and let his maw fall further open, exposing himself to more. Raul obliged him, slithering into Dingy's mouth and wrestling with his squirming muscle. Dingy happily submitted while he landed a paw on Raul's pec for a friendly grope.

Their bodies reacted accordingly. Fat bulges rose out of their crotches and loomed towards one another needily. Dingy swung his leg over Raul's lap to straddle him, bringing their erections closer. He wrapped his arms around that trunk of a neck and pulled himself closer, sliding up Raul's lap and mushing their raging man parts together.

"Mmmmmm," Raul murred. His paws fell on Dingy's butt, cupping each haunch and giving them a massage. Dingy's tail flicked up into the air where it remained. Swaying gaily, it would flick and jitter with the influence of his partner's tongue and paws.

Their mouths parted softly. Hot air melded between their faces amid a dual storm of panting. Their eyes opened and met one another's. Dingy saw himself in Raul's emerald irises. "Wanna do something here?" he asked. He slid his paws up to Raul's shoulders and then back down to his chest. There he could feel the resolute thump of his heart. It was hard and heavy, just like the lump of meat bulging in his pants.

"Here's nice," Raul said. "What did you have in mind?"

"Sit back and I'll show you."

Raul chuckled softly. "Sure."

Raul leaned into the couch's backrest and opened his legs. Dingy slid down to his knees on the carpet floor. His paws slid up from Raul's knees, converging on that fat mound of man flesh. He gave the shaft a gentlemanly honk. Through the soft fabric he could feel the texture of Raul's cock as well as its urgent heat. He kneaded it for a few moments before hooking his fingertips into the waistband and pulling it down.

Out came Raul's ragged white pubes, then his penis. It was at half mast, slung over to the side like a fat lazy slug. Its pink skin glowed in the afternoon sunlight, run through by a branching forest of thick blue veins. The orbs beneath it hung in their sack heavily, coated in a thin but dreadfully potent sheen of hot musk. Dingy's paw wrapped around his cock and held it aloft. He stroked it gently, pulling the foreskin down to reveal the glans.

Raul sighed. Every bit of Dingy's touch was a fragment of stress leaving his body. He felt himself stiffening in Dingy's grasp, turning into an arrogant pillar of masculinity before very long. Dingy cooed his delight and buried his snout into where the flank of the hilt, right on the flank of Raul's pubes. A deep whiff sucked into Dingy's nostrils, flaring them. Snifffffff. "Mmmmmmm~" He looked up at Raul with those sleepy eyes of his. He smooched the side of his cock, then the underside. His entire face plunged itself into the fuzzy white cushion of Raul's nuts, smothering itself in its softness, heat, and stench.

Raul took a long exhale. "Whooooooooo..." He laid his beefy paw across Dingy's scalp and played with his hair. Dingy's ears twitched and his tail wagged behind him. He continued sniffing and smooching around Raul's bountiful package until finally he brought his head up and gave the head a tiny lick. "Mmf," said Raul.

Dingy giggled and delivered another set of gentle laps before finally parting his maw and closing it around Raul's pole. A great sigh blew through both of their noses as they embraced the other's touch. Dingy's mouth was a blissfully warm cocoon of moist softness. Raul's penis was a fat wad of dense meat blooming with taste. Dingy's eyes fell shut as he descended Raul's pillar. With it came the soft sloshing sound. When he came back up he revealed a column of pink skin glistening with spit. Then he came back down, and then back up again, going into a slow, sensual bob.

"Damn, that's good. Fuck." Raul breathed through his mouth, savoring every one of Dingy's suckles and licks. Just looking at his handsome young face descending on his crotch was a thrill on its own. Feeling the swaddle of its maw was something else entirely. "Hold on," Raul wheezed. "Let me stand up."

Dingy came off with a faint mwah. "Do whatever you want, big guy," he said before backing out from between Raul's legs.

Raul stood up and positioned himself perpendicular to the couch, facing one of its armrests. His cock bounced along with him, eventually pointing at Dingy's face and demanding his continuation. Dingy twisted on his knees to face him and obliged, grabbing Raul by the hilt and devouring the top half of his penis. "Ahhhh," sighed Raul. "That's better. Yeah."

Dingy purred. "Mmmmm~" Back and forth his head went, vanishing that rosy rod into his sweet, sweet mouth. His paw came down to fondle Raul's balls. They rolled within his pawpads like a pair of stress toys, heavy and spongy. He drifted his thumb across the white fuzz of his purse, something they both enjoyed thoroughly. With his lifting excitement Dingy pushed himself further down Raul's shaft, eventually punching the tip into his throat. His breathing was cut off by a curt "Ulk." His twitchy dog nose fell into a thatch of sweaty crotch fur. He held himself there for several seconds before falling back with another wet "Ulk."

Raul was impressed as well as pleased. "Pretty good. When's the last time you did that?"

Dingy opened his eyes and pulled off. Spit shone across Raul's dick and drooled down Dingy's chin. "When's the last time I sucked your dick?"

"Like, a few days ago. You didn't do that."

"I didn't?"

"Nope. If you did I'd definitely remember."

"Oh. Well, I can."

"I see that. Mind doing it again?"

Dingy grinned. "Not at all." Down he went again, plugging his throat and poking Raul's pubes with his nose. He didn't hold it this time, instead opting to repeatedly choke himself with a fluid back-and-forth of his head.

Raul appreciated it. "Whoooo... Yeah, that's nice. Wow. Mmf."

Dingy impaled himself a few more times before bringing himself off again. "Want me to make you cum like this?"

As nice as that sounded, Raul wanted to save his first orgasm for the main event. He shook his head. "Nah. Not yet. Let's go to my room."

Dingy smiled and gave his cock a squeeze. "Alright. Lead the way."

Raul gulped. "Yeah."

Dingy stood up and followed him to his bedroom. They slid inside and closed the door behind them so that they could resume making out. Dingy lifted Raul's penis upwards so that he could hug him and kiss more deeply. His own erection was at full power in his shorts, digging into Raul's hip. They kissed for some time, hugging and groping each other kindly. Dingy took a moment to peel his shirt off. Raul followed suit, revealing a curved belly made of solid muscle. Dingy laid his paws on his pecs. They were hard like steel. His heart humped away underneath. Dingy slid his paws around and grabbed Raul's upper back. It too was blanketed by an impenetrable bedrock of hunky muscle.

Raul's thumbs went down into Dingy's shorts to pull them down. Beneath them was a pair of cherry red briefs clinging to his junk tightly. They came down too, letting loose Dingy's modest but excited manhood. As soon as they fell to Dingy's ankles the two men started hugging and kissing more intimately. Their cocks bounced off one another, intertwining their intense bodily heats. With the volume of their kisses escalating, they began sidestepping their way towards the bed. Their legs collided with the mattress and the two of them laid themselves across it. Dingy rolled onto his back. Raul straddled him, sinking the two of them into the mattress with their combined weight.

Raul pulled his lips away and kissed Dingy's cheek, then his jaw, then the crook of his neck. Dingy gasped softly and purred his delight. "Ohh~" His floofy dogtail batted on the bed happily. He felt the scrape of Raul's incisors on the soft flank of his neck. His arms looped around his back, pulling his buff body down onto him. Their genitals squished together, forming a fat lump of steamy man flesh.

It was beginning to get too much for Dingy. "Huhhhh... Fuck, I'm hot. Think you can do something to me now?"

Raul pulled his snout out of his neck and craned his lips up to his ear. "Am I not doing something right now?"

"Mmm, yeah, but it could be more."

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

Dingy squirmed beneath him. "I don't know. Think of something. You've got me on fire." He humped into Raul's crotch. "And it feels like you are too."

"Yeah," Raul admitted. "I am." I guess now's a good a time as ever. He sat up on his knees, peeling off of Dingy who looked up at him needily. "I got a toy I've been wanting to try out. Wanna use it?"

Dingy's face lit up. "Sure! What is it?"

Raul's heart was pounding. "It's a surprise." He made a twirling motion with his finger. "On your back."

Dingy cocked an eyebrow. "It's not gonna hurt, is it?"

It might. "Nah! You'll like it. I've tried it on myself already." All lies.

Dingy didn't suspect a thing. "OK then~" He rolled onto his belly, showing off that bubbly butt of his. He cocked his tail aside and rested his chin on his folded arms. "Should I close my eyes?"

"Yeah. Go ahead and do that for me."

Dingy giggled and shut his eyes. "OK. I'm ready."

"OK," Raul huffed. "Just give me a second." Dingy felt the bed rise underneath him as Raul slid off of it and hustled over to his closet. He pulled it open to reveal the "toy" he had been referring to on the floor in front of him. It was hardly anything that could be referred to as sexy. It was big, heavy, and cost about 12 thousand dollars to make. Standing on a large metal base, it was a large device built like a robotic arm. Its façade was that of white metal. The arm of the device was rectangular with the letters M-TACR stenciled on the side in bold black letters. Poking out through the muzzle was a single knob of stainless steel.

Raul squatted to pick the thing up. He pried his arms underneath the base and stood up with a heave. "Huh!"

Dingy frowned with his eyes still closed. What the hell is it? Curiosity drove him to sneak a peek, but he convinced himself that he wouldn't get away with it and stayed where he was.

Raul hauled the thing over to the bed and plopped it on the mattress next to Dingy's legs. It sank straight down like an anvil. "Whoah!" said Dingy. "What the hell is that?"

"Don't look!" Raul insisted.

"I'm not! Is that- Is that a machine?"

Raul kept silent. "Maybe..."

Dingy laughed. "Well, can I see it?"

"No. Just... give me one damn second."

"Alright, alright." He rested his chin back down on his arms. "Just don't kill me with it, alright?"

That couldn't be promised. "Yeah... Heh, don't worry." Raul looked around the bed. Where's the remote? He looked back into the closet and saw that he had left it there on the floor. It was a small white rectangle with a big red button. He hustled back to grab it and came back to the machine. Grabbing it by the arm he caaaaaaarefully aimed it at Dingy's back. The arm clicked loudly on its swivel, making both men wince.

"Oh God. That doesn't sound good," Dingy said half-jokingly.

It shouldn't. "Heh, don't worry. Just one more thing." He looked down the barrel of the arm and saw that it aimed at Dingy's back perfectly. OK. That oughtta do it. He took a step back from the bed. "OK. Here we go. Just relax."

Dingy opened his eyes finally. "Relax? What are you-?" He turned his head to look over his shoulder at the machine. His eyes went wide once he saw it pointing at him. It was already too late.

Raul hit the button.

vrrrrRRRMMMM!!!

The machine roared to life. Dingy was blinded by a blast of alien green, flinching his eyes away. The light fell across his body as a flickering array of thin lasers within a small spotlight. With his face hidden behind his forearm he was suddenly struck by a muscle-tightening paralysis. His jaw clenched. His feet rose from the bed as his body slowly curled backwards into an arch. A feeling like a hundred stun guns going off exploded across his back. What would've been a scream of shock and pain came out as a garbled moan. "GGGHHHHHKKKKHHHH-HHH-HHH-HHH-HHH-HHH-!"

Raul cringed hard. The sight of his lover's struggle was a great demand to turn the thing off, but trouncing his remorse was the sight of the machine doing its job. Dingy's spasming body seemed to be sinking into the mattress at first glance, but his weight on the comforter was decreasing. His knees were sliding up the sheets towards his head while his head was coming down towards his feet. Simply put, Dingy was shrinking.

Raul watched with dumb awe as his friend's body lost its stature inch by inch, pound by pound. The M-TACR did its job burning and reducing every one of Dingy's cells, shrinking him at a rapidly increasing rate. As more of his body fit into the green beam of light the process accelerated. Soon Dingy was down to four feet, then three, then two, then one...

Raul snapped out of his trance. He hit the button on the remote before Dingy shrank into absolute nothingness. The M-TACR died down. The green light vanished. MMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmm... In the wake of its roar was Dingy's gasp. His tiny body, now only about seven inches according to Raul's guesstimate, fell flat on the comforter. He felt like he had just run a marathon. The shock was too great for him to register exactly what had happened. He lifted his face out of the sheet. "Wha-!? What was that?" In front of him was not the head of the bed he had seen earlier, but an immense plain of waving fabric. The pillows that had been a few inches away from him were now an entire basketball court away, it seemed. Everything beyond was blurry and unfocused. He blinked several times before it all became clear.

He was still in Raul's bedroom, but everything had changed. It was like standing in the middle of a city square amidst a barrier of buildings. He shot to his feet. "What the fuck?" He spun in a circle, terror shrieking through his mind like a wailing rocket. The bedroom blurred around him, no longer a place of safety but a prison yard he'd been dropped into. His pirouette of horror came to a stop when he saw the giant opossum standing outside of the bed, staring down at him. Dingy screamed and made to run away, but the energy had been burnt out of him by the M-TACR. He fell on his face, too weak to so much as claw the rest of the way forward. He spun onto his back and stared up at his gargantuan friend, the fear tearing at his features.

Raul stared back with intense fascination. When he rented the shrink ray from the skunk he'd met online he didn't think it'd actually work like she said it would. Here was the proof right in front of him in the form of his friend being the size of a Barbie doll. "Whoa," was all he had to say.

"Raul!" Dingy screamed. "What did you do?"

Raul shot his finger over his lips. "Shhhhhh! Calm down!"

"Calm down? Calm down!?" He struggled to his feet. "Dude! You fucking shrunk me and you tell me to calm down!? Fuck you!"

"Heeeey! Whooooaaa! Easy! It can be reversed."

"Oh yeah? Then fucking reverse it!"

"We will, we will. Just relax."

Dingy had no chance to relax. His heart was flush with panic. He slid his paw over his face and onto his forehead. "Fuck... Why? Why'd you do this to me, man?"

Raul sat on the edge of the bed, half-turned towards his diminutive friend. "Well... I rented this thing from someone online. Wanted to test it out on somebody."

"Oh, so you had to test it out on me?"

"Well... Yeah." He looked down at him blankly. "I didn't think anyone else would be up for what else I had in mind."

Dingy didn't like the sound of that. "What do you mean?"

Raul didn't say anything. His paw reached out for his friend. It came at Dingy like a falling meteor. He yelped and tried to get away but was halted by an all-encompassing ring of tough opossum paw. The g-forces of being pulled into the air like a toy made his head fall forward. The world blurred around him until he came to a stop in front of Raul's chest. Dingy was pinned in his grasp with his arms at his sides. He thrashed his head and shoulders about as hard as he could but could go nowhere. He was trapped.

Raul patiently waited for him to stop. "You done?"

Dingy came to a stop, panting. He glowered up at his captor. "Yeah..."

"Good. Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you, and we're gonna go to the school where I can get you back to normal. But first, there are some things I want to try."

A spear of dread impaled Dingy's throat. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Some things I've been wanting to do for a long time but couldn't because I never had the right sized person. Now I do."

Dingy gulped. His throat felt like it was in a zip tie. "Wh-what are you gonna do?"

Raul shrugged. "Just some things. Don't worry, I think you'll like them." He opened his fist and cradled Dingy back into his palm. Dingy fell onto his butt. His attempt at standing up was killed by Raul poking him in the belly, flattening him back into the coarse but cushiony paw pad below. "Easy, now," Raul warned. "Just relax. Let me take care of you." He held the tip of his finger on Dingy's tummy, mushing it around like he would finger a scar.

Dingy held on for dear life, sinking his claws into Raul's skin to no effect. His torso was rubbed around like a putty, malleable and satisfying. Raul was gentle, but through the dense core of bone lining Raul's finger was the potential to grind Dingy into dust. "Ah, careful. Don't... crush me."

"Shh, I'm not." Raul's eyes crossed to look at the little dog like a young boy inspecting an insect he'd found. "Just checking you out, is all."

"You- ahh... Checked me out enough! Ooh!" Raul's thumbprint came rubbing up and down Dingy's belly, sifting through his miraculously soft fur. "You couldn't do this to me when I was big?"

"Not like this, no. You're way cuter this way." Raul was grinning ear to ear. He petted Dingy with the tips of his other fingers. His middle digit swept down to between Dingy's legs and carefully squished his package. Even with Dingy's tiny size Raul could feel how much hotter his genitals were compared to the rest of them. "God, you're so cute now. You have no idea."

Dingy was blushing. "I don't wanna be cute! I wanna be normal!"

"You will be, don't worry. But first, why don't we try something else?" Dingy was flattened into Raul's palm as he was elevated up to Raul's face. A giant snout blooming with white fur, spindly whiskers, and a cold button nose smushed him deeper into the paw pad. Raul's nostrils were right on top of his chest, twitching with each sniff that roared past dingy, whipping the fur on his body. Snifffff. "Mmmm, you still smell nice." Sniffff.

The suction felt like it was going to slurp Dingy into it like a liquid up a straw. He laughed amidst the panic. "OK! Haha! That's nice! Thank you! Ahhh! Think that's enough? Ahhh..."

Sniff. Snifffff. "Sorry, dude. You just smell too good. Ain't my fault." Raul's lips puckered to give him a fat smooch on the belly. The vacuum it created was enough to nearly rip the skin off. He kept kissing gently while ignoring the grunts of resistance echoing out from his palm.

Dingy's entire frontside was plastered in spit. With each smooch came a hot splash, wetting his fur and either spiking it or flattening it against his skin. Raul's breath would seep through, falling on him like a waterfall. His eyes watered and his nose crinkled. Within his great disgust was a growing arousal he couldn't halt or deny. His penis was still hard, bouncing around his loins with each one or Raul's loving smooches.

Raul took his mouth off him and saw how hard he was. "Ahh, looks like we're getting excited, are we?" he teased.

Dingy was huffing and puffing when he looked down and saw his erection. He concealed it with a rapid clamp of his thighs. "Ahh... Yeah."

"What are you hiding it for? It's not like I haven't seen it a million times."

"Yeah? Well those million times I wasn't a freakin' doll in your hand."

"No, you weren't, but if you're enjoying it so much, why don't we step things up?"

Dingy could offer no protest before Raul reached at him with his other paw and pinched his tail between his thumb and index finger. "Hey!" Dingy yelled. His tail was yanked taut, pulling him straight into the air and off of Raul's paw. He was folded at the waist and dangled like a mouse, forced to watch the world fly away beneath him. His throat tightened and his limbs curled into his torso upon the onset of severe acrophobia. It was replaced by a more unique terror when he was dangled over Raul's smiling face.

"Hey, there," Raul said.

"Dude! OK! Come on!" Dingy hollered, still holding his limbs into his body as if to protect him from the fatal fall below. "Put me down!"

"I got you. Don't worry." Raul lowered him onto his snout for another kiss. Dingy rolled and jostled with the loving mull of Raul's lips. Out came his tongue, scraping up Dingy's belly and lathering him in spit. He could only wince away and cringe at the bombardment of sensations both pleasant and odd. There was that raunchy breath along with the sloppy heat of his pink mouth muscle. Raul purred. "You taste pretty good, you know." His mouth was parted softly, revealing the bottom row of his teeth like the grill of an iron furnace from which a great heat billowed onto the winging dingo above it. "How's about a dip?"

Dingy gulped and shook his head fervently. "No thank you."

"Meh, too bad. I'm hungry." Raul's jaws came splitting open to reveal a Satanic pit of pink palate, shining gums, and hellacious teeth. Bridging the two crescents of ivory punishment were the thinnest strands of spit. An odor like brimstone belched forth, humid and misty, stinging to the eyes. At its epicenter was a dangly stalactite within a flexing ring of red muscles. Beyond that was nothing but black, waiting for Dingy's introduction.

"No!" he screamed. "Wai-!" His voice was reduced into an echo and then a muffle as Raul lowered him down into his maw. Dingy fell right down on his tongue, a twitching mattress of fleshy bumps and slick mouth water. Hitting him in the face was every ounce of Raul's breath, something like a hundred previous meals congealed into a fetid soup. Dingy continued to scream, only to have his voice echo off the inside of Raul's throat and drill him in his own ears.

Raul closed his mouth with his fingers still clinging to Dingy's tail. His palate fell on Dingy's head like a car trunk, flattening the poor dingo atop his tongue. Raul let go of the tail, leaving it and his legs to poke through his lips like a link of spaghetti. The corners of his lips rose into a smile while those brown-tipped legs kicked and the tail spun wildly. He suckled gently, filling his mouth with the taste of musty dog.

Dingy would've gone plummeting into the gullet in front of him if not for Raul holding his tongue in the way. The suction was like sticking his entire body into a vacuum. He continued screaming, though all noise he made was swallowed by the squelching flesh planted on his face. His every thrash and struggle was just added delight for Raul. The humming that emanated from his throat was deafening. It made the fleshy coffin around him vibrate like the world's largest subwoofer.

Raul continued smothering him with his tongue until finally he grabbed Dingy's tail and pulled him out with a bleh. Poor Dingy came sputtering out, oozing with spit and dangling from Raul's fingers like a wet handkerchief. Raul held him up to his face. "How was that? I think you taste great."

Dingy was still coughing. His limbs hung downward limply. He looked over at the giant opossum smiling at him curiously. "Uhhhhh..." was all he had to say.

Raul chuckled. "Let's get you cleaned up." Raul cradled Dingy back into his palm and sat laid back on the bed with his head on a pillow. He laid Dingy flat between his cinderblock pecs where his spit soaked into his chest fur. Through the dense bedrock of Raul's sternum Dingy could feel his heart pounding away like a champion. "Comfy?" Raul asked.

Dingy looked up at him. His jaw was hung slack and his eyes were bloodshot. The bedroom air was cold on his soaked fur, but the living mattress beneath him was pleasantly warm. "I... I think so."

"Good! Let's dry you up just a little." Raul laid his paw over Dingy and gently pressed him into his chest. He rolled him over the inner ridge of his pec and onto his nipple. There he began rubbing Dingy around to smear off most of the spit.

Dingy's face was smashed into a cushion of soft furs that tickled and prickled every part of his body. Yes, it was soft, but being forcibly dragged across it like a rag was not the pleasure Raul probably thought it was. When his front side was dry Raul picked him up and put him on the other chest, this time on Dingy's backside. He repeated the process, mostly getting rid of the saliva but not completely getting him dry. Raul wanted him to at least have a little bit on him.

When Raul was done he rolled Dingy back into his cleavage. "How's that? Better?"

Dingy's fur was fluffed out into a chaotic poof. His right eye twitched madly. Where am I?

Raul grinned. "Glad you liked it." He picked him up again and migrated him to his belly. Dingy was wiped around in long, smooth circles, covering every bit of Raul's round but muscular opossum tummy. Dingy braced himself every bit of the way, trying to ignore the neighboring heat of Raul's crotch that he could feel every time he was swung that way. Raul's arousal was getting harder and harder to ignore. He gripped his penis with his spare paw and began to stroke it.

He brought Dingy to a stop on the summit of his belly, right on top of his navel. "Fuck. I'm starting to get hot, hotter than I already was." His paw tugged on his cock slowly, inches away from where Dingy was. He couldn't see it thanks to the giant paw holding him face down on Raul's stomach, but he could feel his body rocking with each stroke. "Why don't you get a good whiff of me this time instead?"

Dingy struggled to lift his head to look up at Raul. The paw holding him down covered him up to the nape of his neck, exposing only his shoulders, head, and arms. "I... I already did."

"Well, yeah, but why not another one?"

"No..." Dingy muttered. "Please."

"Come ooooon. You might like it. Let's give it a shot."

Dingy was flying again, this time straight towards Raul's open pit. His eyes went wide as he saw a forest of hairs barrel towards him. He held his arms out to protect himself but had no such luck. His entire head was shoved into Raul's pit, sinking him up to the waist in a cauldron of greasy sweat and powerful odor. The side of his face was mushed into the skin below. Locking him there was Raul's arm coming down, trapping him in between his torso and upper arm. He squirmed his arms out into the open but could not pull himself out. Outside of Raul's closed arm his brown-sleeved arms could be seen reaching and groping blindly for some kind of escape.

Raul just laid back and let his friend have it. "Just relax, buddy. Take a good whiff. Don't act like you never liked how I smelled."

Dingy's arms stopped moving. Dammit, he's right. He could no longer deny his excitement nor ignore how deeply he was whiffing Raul's smell. Years of admiring his lover's natural musk meant it was no secret just how much he yearned for it. Why fight it now? He sank his face deeper into the pit of Raul's skin. Sniffffffffffff. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm~" He nuzzled his nose around that grimy patch of fur, completely smearing his entire face and head. His cock throbbed between their bodies. Without any thought he started humping into Raul's ribs. He continued sniffing. Sniiiiffff. Sniiiiifffffff. Sniiiiiiiiifffffffffff. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm~"

Raul laughed. "There we go! I knew you'd come around. Ooh! Hehe! That tickles! Aha! Ahh..." He felt the sharp jab of Dingy's penis and the cold scrape of his dognose. He bore the intense tickling for as long as he could before finally drawing Dingy out of there and holding him in his palm. Dingy was completely dilapidated and delirious. A certain madness had come over his eyes. His jaw was held open in a perpetual shocked gasp. His cock was at full staff, letting out a bitty bead of precum onto his tummy and crotch. He couldn't even get his balance right and sit up correctly. "Whoah! Easy!" cautioned Raul.

"Hahhh... Hahhh... I... Fuck... Huhhh..." He rocked back and forth on his ass, drawing his gaze to random points in space around him, focusing on nothing at all.

"Deep breaths. Deeeeeeep breaths."

Dingy did so and gradually got his marbles back. "God... Holy shit... Wow... I, uhh... I liked that. Wow."

Raul guffawed loudly. "I could tell! Never had a taste quite like that, did ya?"

Dingy shook his head. The delirium was still strong. His mouth was dry and his cock raged. "No..."

"Didn't think so." Raul cocked an eyebrow. "You want some more?"

Dingy's eyes came to focus on him and went wide. "Yes. Please. Fuck."

"Heh. Alright. Where do you want it? Back in the pit?"

Dingy thought for a moment. His rabid horniness made the decision for him. He shook his head. "No."

"No?"

"No. Not the pits. Let me... Let me..." He looked back towards Raul's feet. He fell over and crawled over to the edge of his palm where he leaned over the edge and pointed at Raul's penis. "Let me... there."

Raul's ears perked. "Oh, OK. Heh, I see. You sure?"

Oh, so now you ask if I'm sure? "Yeah. I want it." He reached his paws out towards that pink column, begging to be closer. "Let me at it."

"Alright then. You got it." Raul carried him over to his crotch where he tilted his paw. Dingy slid off and fell right onto his junk, his face landing right between Raul's swollen testes. His legs fell open into a V, straddling Raul's pole between the knees. Dingy didn't hesitate to embrace that fat log of meat and sink his face further into the most lusciously comfortable pillow his face had ever had the pleasure of ensconcing itself in.

"Mmmmmmmmmm~" moaned the dingo. He nuzzled his nose into a tight circle, feeling every soft hair across his snout and cheeks. The smell was radiant and heavy with musk. It siphoned through his nostrils with each whiff, staining his nose hairs and the back of his throat. It made his penis throb. His buttocks clenched as he started humping Raul's cock.

"Ooooh! Hehehe... I like that." The pressure on Raul's shaft was nice. He felt Dingy's prick stab into his meat like an insect's pincer harmlessly scraping at his skin. It was hilarious watching his little butt arc back and forth with his humping. His white fuzzy scrotum swished around with the roll of Dingy's face. "Havin' fun down there?"

Dingy's ears aimed backwards at the sound of Raul's voice. All he could hear before that was the echoing thump-dump of Raul's heart pulsing away directly against his face. He hardly had any idea that he was humping, or even where he was again. Raul's bodily odor, when in such an overwhelming supply, was simply mind-melting. His face pried out of Raul's nuts for a breath. "Huhhhhhhhh... Uhhhhhhhhh..." A shudder vibrated his body.

"Yeah, I bet you are." Raul closed his fist around Dingy and his shaft, locking the two together. He pulled the dingo up to the head and then back down to the hilt, scraping his rigid cockskin across his furry body. It was heaven for Dingy. He was blessed with a faceful of Raul's every inch and curve. He would feel Raul's cockhelmet bump past his feet and settle on his own penis before he came plummeting back down into the embrace of soft, squishy sack. Precum was bleeding out of the slit, wetting Dingy's body and slicking the rest of Raul's pole. It made for a hot, greasy, smelly ride made all the more erotic by both men's moaning. "Mmmmmm, fuck, that's good. Awww, yeah. Grip it like that."

Dingy was a trembling mess. "Huhhhh... Uhhhh... Yes... Yes... God... Fuck..." The smell was across his entire body. Precum slicked his fur and singed his nostrils. The air was spicy with a sinful mix of Raul's fluids, including sweat, musk, and precum. Dingy wanted all of it and more. He kept humping, now with a pace that matched Raul's stroking so that his thrusts came in time with his forward slide into Raul's ball sack.

Raul slumped his head back on the pillow. His eyes fell shut and his teeth sank into his lip. He groped his pec and fingered the nipple, stiffening it into a sharp, pink button. Erotic huffs beat through his open maw, occasionally letting loose a moan or gasp. His nuts were feeling heavy. Dingy's humping was getting him excited. His toes were curling on his feet. It was too damn good. "Fuck, Dingy. I think I'm gonna bust. Ahhh... Yeah... I ain't got much further to go. Shit..."

Dingy did not merely consent. A plea most desperate gurgled out of him. "Yes! Yes! Huhhhhhhhhhh~! Fuck. Do it. Cum. Cum. Cum. Please. Cum on me. Uhhhhhhhh..."

Raul didn't need to be told twice. "Yeah... Hahhh... You got it buddy." Raul slid Dingy up to the summit of his cock. There he turned his friend around so that his face pointed up towards the glans with his feet down on the hilt. Raul resettled his grip, smushing the dingo and the dick together tightly. Dingy met it headfirst, hugging back for dear life and burying his face straight into the slimy dick slit in front of him. Raul resumed masturbating, this time without much regard for his partner's safety. His clutch was firm and his speed was crucial.

Dingy was bounced up and down like a ragdoll. His head came in and out of Raul's cock with each stroke. The desperate moans that blew out of him were repeatedly muffled every time his face met Raul's cock. He did not stop humping. He did not stop shivering. Within a soup of burning opossum products his own arousal soared, ready to explode at any moment.

Raul was not far behind. His open jaw closed into an angry grit. "Hahhhh, hahhhhh, hahhhh! I'm cumming! Cumming! Huhhhhhh~~~!!!" Raul's paw slid all the way up to his cock, choking the head and Dingy with it. He inadvertently slid his friend's face right over his cavity, just in time for the first spit. Dingy was struck by a gale-force blast of molten seed. A taste and smell more pungent than anything he had encountered up until that point rocked him so hard he nearly fell unconscious. He did not have time to breathe before another spurt hit him, then another. White pearls just kept blowing out of Raul's cocktip and ricocheting off the dingo like a corked fountain. Amidst the deluge was Dingy's orgasm, one so cripplingly delightful that it blinded him to the barrage of cumshots striking his face and chest. It spat from his tiny pecker and piddled onto the underside of Raul's shaft, like tossing a penny into a bank vault.

Raul's orgasm came to a stop and so did his violent jerking. He panted hard and saw the devastation he had wreaked across Dingy's upper body and face, rendering the poor dog unrecognizable. Through the white hot bliss he felt kind of guilty. "Oh shit... Oh shit... Huhhh... Sorry buddy... God... Kinda lost myself there... Aw shit..."

There was no need to apologize. Dingy was in the highest tier of euphoria. The hot ichor doused across his fur was the fiercest aphrodisiac, refusing to allow his ecstasy to go down even after he was done climaxing. His limp body slid back down Raul's shaft. When Raul let go of it he laid on top like a man sleeping on a log going down a river. A meek groan escaped him. "Mmmmmm..."

"Well shit, I hope that means you liked it. I know I did. Goddamn. Whew." Suddenly, Raul felt a great pressure on his cock. He looked down and saw, to his amazement, Dingy humping his dick again. "Whoa there! Horny again already? Is it that crazy down there?"

He had no idea. Dingy's mind was a den of pulses and flashes, a result of his every hormone and reflex firing off in an attempt to breed. There was little conscious thought or reason, just a heart pounding pursuit to fuck and/or be fucked. Wheezy goblin-groans echoed through his nose. "Mmmmm.... Mmmmmm... Mmmmmmmmmmoooooore... More..."

"Whoah... Hehe... Don't worry, you'll get more. Just let me get hard first again."

"M-m-m-moooore..."

"Alright, alright, geez." Raul sat his paw on Dingy and rubbed him up and down his junk. His penis was still flaccid, thus lacking anything for Dingy to hold on to. That didn't stop the horny dog from humping and squirming like mad, drilling for more of that succulent sex oil. Raul closed his eyes and relaxed his head back onto the pillow. He took long, easy breaths, focusing on sexy thoughts to get his dick hard again. While he wasn't paying attention, he started drifting his paw and Dingy down towards his ball sack. Dingy was squished into that cloud of meat, then past it onto Raul's taint. His feet slipped into the bottom crease of Raul's buttocks.

Here the smell of musk was at its absolute strongest. Far from knocking Dingy out of his stupor, it only made him hump and claw harder. Raul hissed at the feeling of him scratching his skin. "Whoa! Ah! Sorry. Let me-" He tried pulling Dingy back, but he would not budge. An animalistic growl hissed out of him as he clung to the minute ass hairs he found himself in. "Oooh, you want down there too? Alright. I'm not complaining."

Neither was Dingy, especially not when he was tucked further into Raul's fleshy crease. First his legs, then his trunk, then his chest, and finally his head were all met with the cushy embrace of Raul's cheeks. This was the hottest part of him Dingy had been confronted with yet. Before him was a boiling crater of rancid sulfur, twitching with his every passing scrape. Dingy just humped into it every time he was rubbed past, garnering another rise out of Raul.

"Oooh... That's good. Yeah. Keep doing that. Ahhh..." Raul dug his fingers deeper into his crack, pressing Dingy's body into his pucker. Dingy helped him along the way, trying to ensconce himself into that raunchy abyss. At last, he found himself being embraced by it as an errant kick of his foot landed it right into the epicenter. Blistering hot flesh cradled his ankle, gripping him like a bear trap. Raul gasped sharply. "Ahhhh! Ahah! Yeah! Fuck! Ahhhh boy... You're gonna have to do something about that. Huhhh..."

Raul pushed him deeper. In went Dingy's other foot, cramming them together. His shins slid inside, locking him in for good. Dingy was on his belly across Raul's taint with his face buried in the base of Raul's scrotum. At that angle Raul couldn't get him inside without hurting himself or breaking Dingy's legs. He eased his grip on his friend and pulled his body off of him so that it was parallel to Raul's

Dingy's eyes flew open as he felt himself being repositioned. He looked down to see his legs trapped in a wrinkled circle of hot pink. Raul opened his legs into a giant obtuse V, opening his buttocks and flexing his plugged asshole out for better insertion. He pushed Dingy deeper, sinking him to the waist. Dingy did not protest or resist. Sharp whispers hissed out of him. "Please. Please. Please. Yes. Deeper. Deeper."

Raul did not hear him over his own heaving breaths, but he obliged him all the same. "Fuck... Holy shit... Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..." He slid Dingy in slooooooowly, neither wanting to hurt himself or his newest dildo. Gone was Dingy's navel, then his chest. Raul's tight pucker gaped and sucked on Dingy's incoming body, matching the breadth of his shoulders. The grip on his body was fiercely tight but so incredibly delightful. It was like swaddling himself in a hot, quivering lead blanket.

The only thing left of him was his head and arms. His neck and pits were strangled by Raul's sphincter. It twitched and flexed around him, ready to devour the rest of its meal. Raul was ready to make the last push before he was distracted by an extremely powerful erection. He didn't waste any more time. He grabbed his cock with both paws and began masturbating furiously. "Huhhhhh! Huhhhhh! Oh Fuck! Yes! Haaaaahhhhhhhhh! God!" His face was scrunched in a wavering mix of emotion and delight. Every muscle across his body was clenching, most notably his tail hole which continued to envelope Dingy on its own.

He was swallowed to the chin with a single flex. His head was pointed straight out, mercifully forced to look out across the bedroom one last time before another clench swallowed his head. Last were his arms, intertwined together to the very last moment until they disappeared into Raul's asshole. The sphincter shut in front of his fingers. It bulged out, then slowly sank back into Raul's body as a cocoon of muscles continued drawing Dingy deeper inside of him. Dingy writhed and thrashed, but not to resist or struggle. He simply could not bathe enough of himself in that omnidirectional embrace of hot, grimy ass flesh.

Doing so crushed his body into Raul's prostate, stabbing the opossum with a white-hot poker of delight. His moans turned girlish. "Huhhhhh~! Oh shit! Oh shit! Yes! Yes! Huhhhh!" His furious stroking went quicker and quicker until at last another fountain of cum came blowing out of him in a Vesuvian plume of white tendrils. His head threw back, whipping a howl at the ceiling while pearls rained down on his chest and tummy. It rang throughout Dingy's coffin, accompanied by a great crush of muscle and flesh that forced him into his own orgasm. Contained as it was thanks to the rectal restraints, his pleasure was equal to that of his spurting captor's.

Even when he was done cumming Raul did not stop moaning. His legs fell back down onto the bed along with the rest of his body once it went into an exhausted slump. His chest heaved. Sweat drizzled down his fur. With the fading delight came the intense pressure of having his friend in his bum. "Hohhhhh... Hohhhhh... Wow... Holy fuck... Whew... That was awesome... Huhhh..." He looked down to say something to Dingy but saw nothing. "Oh yeah. Hehehe... Ahhh... You good in there?"

There came some muffled speech from out of Raul's pucker. It wasn't panicked or in pain.

"You can breathe?"

"Mmmhmmm."

"Whoo. Good. Cause you're staying there 'till we get to the lab." Raul sat up and swung his legs off the bed. When he stood up, he gasped. "Ahh... Hahah... Easy. I gotta drive us there first." Raul collected his and Dingy's clothes. "Let me take a shower first. Ah! Don't worry, you will too, after we get home. Ah! Stop it!" Raul waddled to his bathroom. "Take it easy or I'll shit you out in my toilet... Yeah that's what I thought. Hehehehe- Ahhhh~! OK, now that's worse. Huhhh~ Actually, keep doing that. Mmmm... Yeah. Huhhh~ Fuck. Now I might keep you there forever. Ah! OK, OK... Sore loser..."

THE END