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I looked myself up and down in the full length mirror the changing room had. I saw a skinny, blond human 5’9 in height with green eyes. I’ve been trying on clothes for the past thirty minutes, seeing if I could buy anything for my next date with Jimmy. In the end, I didn’t find anything I thought he would like. I looked at my phone to check the time. 5:40, plenty of time to arrive on time.

I changed back into clothes and put the shirts on hangers and folded the pants. I realized now that I had brought at least five of each, and grimaced a little at myself. I looked back at the mirror to check my outfit, a simple red dress shirt with black dress pants. I flattened out a crease and peeked my head out and saw that no one was there and snuck out. Having to explain to a worker that I left ten different articles of clothing and that I wasn’t going to buy anything was going to give me a panic attack.

I made my way to the front and walked out into the evening air. The sun was setting and would be completely gone by the time Jimmy and I met up. I made my way down the strip, passing by a tobacco shop and one of those indoor trampoline parks, remembering to make fun of that later, I arrived at the date spot, an arcade. It wasn’t a brand or anything and the sign above it just said ‘Arcade’ but I was assured that this is the ‘Best fucking place ever’. I looked around the entrance and back at the parking lot, not seeing Jimmy, so I decided to walk in.

It wasn’t as loud as tv led me to believe, but I could definitely hear gunshots and the occasional swear. There was a kiosk by the door and with nothing better to do I walked up to it. There was a bored squirrel boy wearing a tee shirt and visor looking at his phone. Taking a deep breath I walked up to him.

“Hi”, He looked up from his phone, seeing a customer put it down and stood up straight.

“Hi, here by yourself?” He asked. I looked down at my phone and it was only 5:44.

“No, actually. I'm looking for someone, he might be here. He’s a big, tall skunk. Has anyone like that been here?” The squirrel shook his head.

“No, no one like that has come in yet, do you want to play some games while you wait? The machines are coin operated, I'm just here to hand out quarters”. I thought about it, and decided that would be best and took out my wallet.

“Yeah, sure, you take cash?” I slid a twenty under the glass, already knowing the answer. The squirrel took the twenty and began to fiddle with a machine I couldn’t see.

“Yes we do, one moment”. I stood there while the muffled sound of coins hitting each other came from within. After a bit he faced me again, sliding a black cloth bag under the glass, looking up at me while he did.

“Here yo-, oh, is that who you were waiting for?” Before I could react, a pair of hands reached under my arms and locked across my chest. I was then hoisted into the air. I squealed a bit from the surprise, while my assailant yelled in victory.

“Yarrrgh, look at what I caught”. He gently swung me around while I tried to kick at his shins.

“Put me down, jackass!” He eventually came to a stop and let go of me. I stepped forward and looked at the fat, 6’3 skunk with as much anger I could muster.

“What the hell is wrong with you?! What made you think you could do that kind of shit”. He looked at me with a shit eating grin plastered on his face. He leaned down and began to respond.

“I thought I could do it because I wove you”. He then pecked me on my cheek. I grunted and turned away from him.

“Careful Jimmy, if his face gets any redder he’ll be mistaken for a lobster”. I turned around and saw the squirrel in the kiosk talking to Jimmy as he walked up to it. I took a step closer, still wanting to keep some distance from Jimmy.

“Do you two know each other?” Jimmy grabbed the counter edge and arched his back as he answered.

“Yeah, me and Phil met in middle school, we used to come here all the time”. The squirrel had an even bigger smile than Jimmy on his face.

“It's been awhile, we haven't talked in like, two weeks. Where you been?” The two were now fully engrossed with each other and a fear of being left out inched its way into me, but then I heard Jimmy talking about me.

“Well, I got a new boyfriend. Wanted to give him my undivided attention and all. Even worked a few side gigs so I had enough money to take him to that fancy restaurant on Parker street”. Bastard, he knew exactly what to say to make me feel bad.

“I sacrificed my friendships so I cou–”

“Alright, I get it, God”. As I walked up to the counter I got a good look at Jimmy. He was wearing a black polo shirt with surprisingly none ripped jeans. I got to the counter and grabbed the coin bag. “Do we need anything else, or just the coins”. I was staring at the counter while I talked, still too angry to look at either of them.

“Hey, come on, I'm sorry I scared you like that” His face moved closer to me as he pointed his lips out “can you find it in your heart to forgive me”. His face was right in front of me. The anger had dissipated at this point, but I was still fuming at what he did.

“If you never do it again”. Was all I said.

“Never again”. He looked at me waiting for a response.

“Fine, let's go”. I tried to walk away when an arm snatched me and held me by the owner's side.

“We have all night to play the games, let me talk to Phil for a bit, will ya?” He looked down at me. The look on his face and the soft fur brushing against my face were all very convincing.

“Ok”. Was all I mumbled as the fear from before worked its way into me.

“Thanks, Mac. It’ll only be a minute”. It was not a minute.

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I was standing there for a good ten minutes when I heard my name. I snapped out of my stupor and saw the squirrel looking at me.

“What?”

“I asked if it's true that your dad owns the hardware store at the edge of the strip. Because tubby here says he does”. He pointed to Jimmy who only chuckled at the jab.

“He doesn’t own it, he’s the head manager”. I corrected, when something dawned on me. “How long have you two been talking about me?”. Jimmy stuttered a bit.

“I was just telling Phil about you, and your job came up, that's all”. His arm around me became firmer and he leaned into me a bit more.

“Oh. Yeah, my dad's been with the company since he was in high school and was eventually promoted to assistant manager. Then when this store opened a few years ago he was asked to be the head manager. So, we moved here right before I started high school”. I explained to Phil. He nodded his head in understanding.

“Ahh, did you two meet in high school? Because I don't remember Jimmy talking about you”. He looked back and forth between Jimmy and I.

“Yeah, we shared biology, he paid me to let him cheat off of me”. I smirked, hoping to embarrass him a little.

“He paid you!? I let him cheat off of me for years and I never got a cent off of him”. Phil practically shouted and Jimmy shrunk back. I just smiled, this turned out better than I imagined.

“Don't expect to see anything either. I almost failed math because of you. Because of Mac, biology was my best class”. Jimmy countered.

“Are you saying I'm stupid or something? Fuck you!” Phils hands were clenched in rage, and Jimmy wasn’t doing much better. I saw this as an opening to finally start our date. I grabbed his hand with both of mine, causing him to look at me.

“Jimmy, let's give him some time to calm down”. He stood up and walked me away.

“Yeah, he clearly doesn’t know about supply and demand”. He said it just loud enough for Phil to hear him.

“What!?” was the last thing I heard from Phil as we made our way in.

“So, what you want to play first?” Jimmy asked as we kept walking, passing machines and other guests. I got a better view of the place. The lights were actually blue and the room itself was some kind of ‘L’ shape, with the entrance at the meeting point of the two parts. I looked around at the games and nothing really jumped out at me. I saw mostly shooters and cranes.

“You're the one who’s been here before”. He looked away for a moment and removed his arm from around me.

“Yeah, right. There's a pretty good game I can show you”. He led me further in and came to a stop in front of a racing game. ‘Rapid Race’ was one of those fancy machines that had custom controls and even seats designed like it actually came from a F4 car.

“Looks cool”. I stepped closer when Jimmy yelled “Shit”.

“What”. “I forgot to get quarters; I’ll be back”. He turned away when I grabbed the back of his shirt. “I already got some before you came in”. I showed him the bag of quarters. He looked at it and quickly reached into his pocket, pulling out his beat-up wallet.

“How much?”

“What?”

“How much did you spend?”. He gave me a frustrated look. “I’ll pay you back”. We stood there for a moment until my anger got the better of me.

“What the hell do you mean! It's twenty dollars, I can handle it”. He was taken aback by my outburst, but quickly recuperated.

“Calm down. Let me pay for this” He pleaded, trying to put his hand on my shoulder, but I smacked it away.

“Why, so you throw it back in my face later, so you can tell your friends how awful I am!”. He was confused at first, but then he realized what I meant and his face contorted in anger.

“Oh God, is that what you're so angry about? It was a joke, and we were just talking”.

“Talking about me!”

“Because when your friend starts dating someone you're going to be curious about it”.

“Then why didn’t he talk to me”. I shouted that and Jimmy was surprised that I yelled. My vision started to get cloudy around the edges.

“I was literally right there and you two talked like I wasn’t. It was supposed to be just two of us, and I was left feeling like the third wheel”. I wiped the sweat from my face and stared at the floor, too angry to look at him. “You do this a lot”.

“What do you mean? Do what ‘a lot’?”.

“Whenever we go somewhere you end up talking to someone else, and I get left alone”.

“I do?” His voice was less defensive and more confused like he really never noticed.

“When we went to see that action movie, you ended up talking to the person next to us before it started, and even when we were walking out you were talking to him. Or when we went to that club on 2nd street, you left me alone at the table while you went out with others”. I went on like that, listing the times he left me alone. When I was finished he was standing there, unable to look at me. “It was supposed to be our time together and you just left me”.

“I'm sorry”. He looked downtrodden, all of my anger had dissipated at this point and I was just left in a mess and wanted to be held. I walked up and hugged him, and after some hesitation he hugged back.

“You're always taking me to places, I just want to stay home and spend time with you”. He looked at me with confusion.

“You… like when we stay home?”

“Yes. Do you not?”

“No! I like it too, you're just always so quiet.” He started to rub my back. We stayed like that, basking in each other's presence, but all good things come to an end and Jimmy's stomach growled. I exhaled from my nose and looked up at him. “This place has a restaurant, right?”

“Yeah, they have pretty good pizza. Want to try it?” I smiled and took his hand.

“Lead the way”.

We walked all the way to the back of the arcade. There was a snack bar on the left side and circular tables in front of it. Even further back was a roped off section that currently housed a birthday party judging from all the kids running around. Jimmy led me to one of the tables and motioned me to sit.

“I can get a large pizza and a soda. Is that ok?”. “Yeah”. He turned around and walked towards the counter to order. After about five minutes he came and sat down.

“Where's the food? You didn’t already eat it. Did you?” I teased and he smiled.

“Keep it up and I will. They bring out the big pizzas”. The conversation died and we sat in an awkward silence until I thought of something.

“How much was it? I can pay for half.” I didn’t reach for my wallet because I already knew what he was going to say.

“You don’t need to pay, I got it”. He waved dismissively. “Why do you do that?”. He looked back at me in confusion, then looked away, “Do what?”

“You know what. You're always paying for our dates. And you always try to take me somewhere expensive, the only reason you even mentioned this place was because I brought up how I’ve never been to an arcade before”. He looked down at the table. Before he could respond, a waitress came out with the food and drinks.

“Hello gentlemen, here is your large pizza, two sodas and two paper plates. If you need anything else just come up and ask”. Her cheery demeanor was not what we needed right now. We mumbled our thanks and she walked off. Jimmy didn’t make any moves, so I took the initiative and grabbed a slice and took a bite. Saying it tasted like styrofoam would be an insult to styrofoam. “Mmmm, this is good”. Jimmy perked up at this and finally reached for a piece. Three to be exact.

We ate in silence for a bit, by the time I finished my first he was reaching for his fifth. I used this time to plan my next move. I needed him to open up about our terrible dates and why he was trying so hard. In the end I decided that being blunt was the best option. So while he reached for his sixth slice I spoke up. “Do you think that because my family is well off that you need to be constantly impressing me?”. He looked up at me and chuckled.

“You are so goddamn blunt, Mac”. I flustered a bit and decided to double down.

“Well, is that how you feel?”. He tilted his head away for a second and turned back. He opened his mouth and closed it a few times before finally answering. “Yes”.

“Well, you don’t”. I heard a ‘tsk’ and he looked dead at me.

“It's that simple, huh”. His voice held nothing but contempt

“Why are you getting upset?”. I stood up and leaned over the table. He crossed his arms and looked away.

“I’m not upset”.

“Yes you are”. That's when a dark thought struck me. “Are you dating me for my money?” I sat down and looked at him. He looked right at me, but I looked away.

“No, that's not what I meant”. He quickly got up and sat down next to me, trying to get me to look at him.

“What did you mean?” He floundered for a bit until he took a deep breath and finally spoke.

“It's…I…want to impress you. You’re really cute Mac and I thought that you would want to be with someone who can provide. I swear that I'm not dating you for your money. I’ve had these feelings since high school, that's why I even asked to cheat off of you”. I finally looked at him, still upset and desperate for these thoughts to go away.

“Why didn’t you say anything in school?” His face flushed and he scratched the back of his head. “It was a complicated time. You were the first person I thought was attractive. I didn’t really know what that meant, I didn’t know if you felt the same or if you were even gay”. He calmed down a bit and put his hand on mine. It was huge, my hand completely vanished under it. I no longer felt like I was being used, but I still couldn’t look at him.

“Does my money really make you feel so insecure?” He was taken aback, surprised by my bluntness again.

“You also have a business degree and I..”, “Barely graduated high school”. I finished.

“Yeah”. We sat quietly for a moment until he finally started to eat the pizza. I thought he would grow suspicious of my earlier claim, so I took another piece. It was still terrible. I put it on my plate and leaned into Jimmy. He moved his arm so that he was holding me and we stayed like that until he finished eating. I noticed that his hand was suspiciously close to my half eaten slice.

“You can have”. Not even a second after I finished the sentence, the pizza was gone.

“What do you want to do now?” Jimmy finally broke the silence. I didn’t have to think for too long. “I want to go home”. “Alright, I’ll walk you to your car”. We got up and made our way to the entrance. Phil was back to playing on his phone. “Hey, Phil. What time do you get off of work?” Phil looked up and answered. “I leave at nine, Why?”. Jimmy opened the door for me and before he walked he stated, “You're my ride”. He closed the door before Phil could respond. He walked me towards my car in silence. When we arrived I stopped a few feet away and he turned back to look at me. “What's wrong?” I stared down at my feet and pulled at the hem of my shirt. “I was thinking… that you could spend the night at my place”. My face was on fire and Jimmy absolutely heard what I said, but despite that he took a step closer and asked me to repeat myself. “Youcanspendthenightatmyplace”. I finally blurted out. He hugged me and whispered, “I would love that”.

We finally got inside that car, with an audible ‘creek’ produced from when Jimmy got in on the passenger side. As I was pulling out I heard a ‘goddamn’ and asked what was wrong.

“It's only 6:12. I would have been there for three hours if you didn’t want a personal heater”. I could hear the smile on his face and decided to just keep driving.

Unlocking the door and walking into my apartment lifted a weight off my shoulders. I’m guessing it's because in the back of my mind, I was expecting Jimmy to cancel, to ask to be taken home but now that he’s in, there is no going back.

“Are you alright?” He snapped me out of my stupor.

“Yeah, just thinking about what we can do”. Looking at my phone confirmed my worst fears, it wasn’t even 6:30. What the hell are we going to do for the next two and a-half hours? While I had my melt down, Jimmy sat down on my couch and reached for the remote.

“We can watch a movie.” He started to go through the apps on the tv. “That works”. I made my way to the couch when I realized that there was no room, his fat ass took up my entire human sized couch. He looked at me and smirked. He scooched over so that there was barely enough room for me.

“Don’t be nervous, you can sit next to your boyfriend”. My face warmed up as I shuffled to the spot. I looked at it for a second and finally sat down. There was so little space that I was rubbing up against him. Sitting down altered our height difference a bit. Normally I would be looking at his neck, but sitting down changed it so I was closer to shoulder height. After getting comfortable, Jimmy put his arm on the back rest, exposing me to his pit. I didn’t look, but I could smell. It was what you expect from someone like him. It was earthy and wet. The bastard kept searching, acting like he didn’t know what he was doing.

“Man, it's kind of hot in here. Don’t you think?” Jimmy stated.

“Is it, maybe because of your fur. I ca–” I was still sitting, so when he took off his shirt I immediately felt his fur on my skin. I don’t know how his shirt kept his fat in, but when he took it off it all just… flopped out. My arm was practically swallowed by it.

“Ahhh. God, Shirts are so stuffy, I prefer wife beaters, y’know”. He grabbed my shoulder and pulled me closer. My face was smashed against his breast. I didn’t try to pull away, I just sat there and inhaled his scent. There was no deodorant, just natural skunk musk. I heard the remote hit that table as Jimmy leaned back.

“I knew you liked my stink. Well smell away baby, I'm all yours”. My face was so hot from embarrassment, but I didn’t care. I breathed with both my nose and mouth, trying to get as much of his air into me as possible.

It was a good two minutes when I finally stopped. Not because I wanted to but the pain in my pants was too much. When I stopped, Jimmy freaked out.

“W-Whats wrong, did I go too far?”. Goddamn it. Why did he say something so cute after I did something so gross? I grabbed his hand and stood up, unable to look at him from embarrassment.

“I want to… smell more of you”. A smile spread across his face as he stood up and slipped his hands under his jeans. “All you had to say”.

I stopped him before he could move them down an inch. “I want to do it, on my bed”. I don't think he knew what I really meant, but the erection he sprouted showed that he got part of the meaning.

I led him to my room. A window in the center of the back wall, A desk under it, a closet, a dresser and a bed with a night stand next to it. A bed that had one side against the wall. I had no idea what to do after getting to the room, but thankfully Jimmy did. He leaned down so that he was right against my ear, and in a voice deeper than usual he gave me a command.

“Go sit on the bed, I want you to watch me strip”. In didn’ think twice and sat down on my bed faster than I thought was possible.

He stripped painfully slow. He undid the button and unzipped, letting me see the bulge under his black briefs. He then pulled his jeans down past his thighs and let them fall, letting me see his full package. He kicked off his pants and made his way to me.

“You wanted to smell more of me? Then get on your knees and smell me”. He was using his deep voice, and something about it was so hot. I got off the bed and on my knees, my face perfectly crotch height. I grabbed the tops off his briefs to pull them down, but before I could his hands grabbed mine.

“I didn’t say take them off”, he put his hand on my head and said, “I said smell”. He shoved my face into his crotch while he spoke. I was hit with such a strong taste of his musk. It was sweaty, it was manly, it was his. I breathed like I was drowning and this is my only pocket of air. His musk was intoxicating and in my haze I started to whimper. His hand, still pressing me into his crotch. I didn’t notice at first, but when his briefs started to stretch I realized that he wasn’t even hard yet.

“Yeah, this is great. But I know what will make it better”. He finally released me and sat down on my bed. The human sized bed creaked under the skunk. “It’s your turn to strip”. He leaned back and thumbed at his briefs while I stood up, wanting nothing more than to get back to his crotch, but I resisted and started to strip. I barely lifted my shirt up when Jimmy stopped me.

“I want you to do it slowly”, and I acquiesced. I took my shirt off at a snail's pace, which pleased him. When I finally got it over my head, I felt a pair of soft hands grab my chest. I squealed as he rubbed over me. His thumbs grazed my nipples as I writhed in his grasp. His hands were so big with a rough texture to them. His thumbs explored my front while the rest of his hands held my back so I couldn't escape. Eventually, he finished taking my shirt off and in the same instant he frenched me. His tongue was so big and snaked its way into my mouth. It teased my throat, but never actually went in. He pulled back and sat back down the bed, leaving me still standing, both of us breathing heavily.

“Well? You haven't finished”. I took my final deep breath and undid my waistband and zipper. I tried to do it slowly, but the pants fell to the floor faster than Jimmys. I kicked them off and was left standing in my red boxers, my erect was very noticeable. Jimmy was locked on to my crotch and I swear, he was salivating.

“Take them off”. My hands grabbed the waist band, and if I was strong enough I would have ripped them off, instead I slipped them off one leg at a time. Now completely naked, Jimmy stood up and got as close as possible without actually touching me. He slid one hand behind my back and cupped my face with the other. Our bodies pressed together and my erection poked his belly. It was so soft I could probably fuck it.

He titled my head up so I was looking at him. He had such a loving look on his face that it made my knees weak. He then leaned down and kissed me. A proper kiss this time, not like last time. The last one was rough and kind of hurt. This one was so much better. I got to feel everything, his lips, his tongue, his breath. He pulled back and looked at me.

“I love you, Mac. I want you so bad”. He leaned down and nibbled my ear before whispering, “Just squeeze my thigh if you need a breather”. He gave me one last peck on the cheek and sat down on my bed. He then spread his legs apart revealing he took his briefs off during the kiss, letting me see his pride. It was huge and thick, at least two and half times bigger than my five inches. And the girth, my God. There was no way that was ever going to fit in either end of me.

“Well”, His serious voice was back, “Get on your knees and lick it”. I kneeled in front of his cock, the warmth emanating from it felt unreal. I had no idea where to start and Jimmy must have known.

“Put your hands on my thighs, I don't want you touching yourself while worshiping me”. I did as he ordered, making note of this kink of his. My hands brushed over the soft fur of his thighs, leaving me to stare directly at his cock.

“Now, I want you to lick my balls and make your way up to the tip. I want every inch of my dick covered”. I felt like he wanted to say more, but held back as to not be too intense during our first time together.

I leaned closer so I could lick his balls, his cock brushing across my cheek and eventually pressed against my forehead. I don’t know how I missed them, but his balls were huge. The black furred orbs emitted a musk so tantalizing that I couldn’t resist. I pressed my nose into them and sniffed as hard as I could. All of his scents came together in such a way that left me wanting more, and I knew the only way to get more was by tasting them. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue into the center of his balls. It tasted like fur, not the delicious musk I was hoping for. I moved it left and right, dragging it across his scrotum as best I could. I must have done a good job because Jimmy started to moan and grunt. I still wasn’t getting the taste I wanted, so I tried going lower. I pulled my tongue back in my mouth to wet it then licked the bottom of his balls. He made a cute yelping sound, which let me know I was on the right track. It also let me get a taste of the musk I was looking for, but I knew I needed to go lower. I finally made my way to the underside of his balls, where his musk was the most potent. My face pressed up against his crotch as I licked him clean. Right as I was about to go even lower, he pushed my head back.

“Alright, Whoo. That's real good. But I need you to move on, or else I might cum before you finish worshiping me”. I desperately wanted to keep going, I was positive that there was a more potent source of his musk I could taste. This want of mine must have shown on my face because he smiled at me.

“If you do a good job, I have an even better place you can smell”. He teased me. I squeezed his thigh and made my way back to his cock, loosening my grip when I did.

My mouth was now pressed up against his base. I opened my mouth so that my lips never left his cock. I got about half-way before stopping, knowing that I could never go around the whole thing. My tongue slithered out and licked the bottom of his cock. I started to move upward towards his tip when his hand grabbed the top of my head and pushed me back down.

“When I said I wanted my whole cock covered, I meant I wanted you to lick every last centimeter. Not a single spot can be dry”. He let go and I started at the base again. I closed my mouth and positioned my head so I was looking up at an angle. I then licked his cock back and forth the best I could from my position, only really getting the bottom and some of the sides. After that, I moved my head up and did the same. This time, I was able to get the top and the rest of the sides.

“Mmm, finally got it. Make sure you really savor my taste”. I made my way to his tip slowly. Making sure I licked each part at least twice before making my way up. I tried to keep my lips on his cock, but every once and awhile, I would break away and smell him. Dragging my nose down to his base, before returning back to where I was.

I eventually got to his foreskin. Remembering a porno I saw once, I caved my lips in so they covered my teeth. I then ‘bit’ his foreskin and pulled back. He inhaled through his nose and let out a chuckle.

“Not bad. Want something really smelly?” I let go of his foreskin and he moved my head and his cock in such a way that my nose was at the leaking tip. He then stuck his pointer and thumb in his foreskin and pulled them apart, and unsurprisingly he stuck my nose right into it. Words could not describe it. It was everything I was hoping for, I didn’t even have to breathe for his scent to attack me. It was a new smell from before and ten times better. The addition of his pre-cum gave it a texture I never wanted to stop smelling. He pulled me away, my mouth drooling for more. He didn’t have to say anything to know what I had to do. I wrapped my mouth around his tip and pushed my tongue into his foreskin, moving it all around his cock. I was so entranced that I barely registered the sounds of joy coming from Jimmy. Tasting the insides somehow made the smell even more powerful, and left me in a state of pure bliss. I circled my tongue all around, extending it as far as I could until Jimmy pulled me back.

“Open your mouth”, I did, and he positioned his cock to fire. He shot so much semen. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the taste. The taste was pretty standard, salty and gross. Nothing compared to the smell. Eventually, I had to swallow and when I closed my mouth he just shot on my face. I opened my mouth again and swallowed again, I did it at least three more times before he finally stopped. My face was covered in his spunk unsure what to do, I tried to wipe it, it clung to both my hand and face, leaving a bridge skunk batter. Jimmy grabbed my hand, shoved my semen covered hand in front of his mouth and started to lick it. I had to stand up and watch as he did it, my own erection still throbbing. When he was finished, he leaned in and licked my face clean. His semen tainted breath washing over me.

When he finished, laid down and pulled me with him. I laid on his chest as we both breathed heavily. After a minute, he raised his right arm.

“I promised you a better place, so here it is”, He pushed me off and I came face to face with his pit. It was so strong. I pressed my face into it, letting his sweat soak my face. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around what felt like his legs, I was so out of it I couldn’t tell, and started to hump him. His fur was so soft and his pit so spicy that I came in what felt like seconds. My load was pitiable compared to Jimmys, but it was still probably the biggest I ever had. My high was so powerful that when it finally ended I felt like a truck hit me. The last thing I was able to register was Jimmy moving to his side and wrapping his arm around me, with my face still stuffed into his pit.

Meanwhile,

A squirrel standing in front of the ‘Best fucking place ever’ is sent to voicemail for the fifth time in a row.

“God damn it Jimmy, it's 9:20 where are you?!”