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There was a small man, running along the horizon. He jumped along train tracks and buildings, dodged trees and leapt over billboards. His pace was the exact same as mine, no matter how fast or slow drove. I was poked. Ignoring it, I continued to stare blankly out the car window, watching this strange man sprint with us, never tiring. The poking continued. I closed my eyes, furrowing my brow some before opening again. The man was still there, still running. The poke turned to a pinch.

"Ah!" I gasped, aroused from my stupor. I turned around, seeing the gleaming grin of Rudy, my Weavile. His claw touched my arm, and his teasing grin was enough to make turn away and watch the horizon again. No use- the man was gone now, and my imagination couldn't bring him back. Poke. "Whaddya want?" I finally said. I was in a bit of a cross mood, both from being pinched and the fact that my Gameboy had ran out of batteries half-way through this lengthy trip.

"Hunny, maybe Rudy wants to play?" my mom piped in, sitting directly in front of me. She was driving rather than my father, asleep in the passenger-seat, leaning back so far he was practically in my section of the vehicle, snoring loudly. Looking at his mischievous smile, I knew "play" was out of the question. "Just give him a little attention, would ya? He's been poking me the past ten minutes too."

"Alright alright," I groaned, letting my head thump against the headrest. "How about a game, Rudy?" asked I to the Weavile, and his devious grin grew even wider. He nodded quickly, and scooted even closer to me, his icy body both too cool and too warm at the same time. I flushed. "Uhh, lessee here..." I muttered, reaching into the seat-pocket and pulling out a notebook and a pen. "Tic-Tac-Toe?" I offered, drawing the typical grid. He nodded, and tapped the middle square to start. I drew an "x". My turn: I drew a "o" in the top right corner. He tapped the lower-right square, and I responded with an "o" in the top-left.

He frowned, taking the top-middle to block me, and I took the lower middle to block him. Then I saw why he had frowned, and scribbled out the squares. "Tie," murmured I, making a new grid, but the Weavile placed his paw on my hand, shaking his head. "Bored already?" I replied, sighing, "well there isn't much more that we can do... wish my Gameboy had some juice left in it..." I glimpsed over at Rudy, and his smile seemed even larger than before. "W-wha...?" I began, but he placed a claw to my lips, silencing me while removing the notebook from my hand. His paws slid down my shoulders, holding my arms at my side.

Inching forward, the deep-violet critter pressed his lips to my surprised mouth, causing me to widen my eyes in shock, unable to push away with his grasp pinning me. I tried to gasp out in shock, but the Weavile took advantage of that lip-parting, and pressed his cool tongue into me, twisting around my own, frozen in place, despite its heat. Then, with a motion as quick as the first, he pulled away, licking his lips and leaving me panting; my breath came hard and my heart pounded in my chest. "Haa... haa... d-don't..." I tried to mutter, but the Weavile kissed again, nibbling at my lower-lip with sharp teeth, forcing my mouth open once more and attempting to twist around and tug my tongue into his own maw, toying with it easily.

The sound of our smooch resonated in my ears, and I found myself flushed with a blush upon realizing my mom could probably hear us. The moment he broke the second kiss, a trail of saliva running from our lips I gasped out, "M-mom! Can you... turn on the... haa... radio?" She didn't seem to realize my exhaustion and obliged, turning the tuner to a Top 40 station, the tunes already blocked out of my mind. They masked my pants enough, and probably my voice too. "What's the big idea?" I whispered angrily at Rudy, who licked his lips in return. "What are you kissing me for?"

Rudy pointed at the notebook, and I handed it to him, with a pen. Shakily, he doodled an object and turned it to face me. Despite the shakiness of it, the picture was clearly a heart, and before I had time to react he kissed me again, this time with a paw right on my crotch, curling around it and giving it a small squeeze as our lips rubbed together. The notebook fell from my hands, ruffling as it slid underneath the driver's seat, almost completely out of view.

Grabbing the Weavile's wrist, I pried his paw off of my crotch, but he frowned and shook his head. "If you gotta do this," I whispered, "why not choose somewhere that doesn't have my parents less than 3 feet away?" The Weavile pantomimed a yawn, leading me to ask, "Because you're bored?" He shook his head, then pointed at me. "Because I'm bored?" I asked, even more incredulously. He nodded, mimicked another yawn, pointed at me, then himself, and smiled widely.

I furrowed my brow, trying to make sense of his motions. Already his paw had returned to my thigh, squeezing and rubbing it gently, slowly going higher and higher up my leg, curving downwards around the muscle. At last, I thought I understood, and said, "You wanna entertain me?" He nodded, and I made my biggest mistake yet. "How?"

The glimmer in his eyes could have replaced the moon, and he popped the button off of my shorts, pulling the zipper down and folded it to the sides. All this only took a half-second to do, and before I could cry out indignantly, he tugged down my underwear, letting it slink up under my balls, cupping them high. "H-huh...?" I mumbled stupidly, unsure of what had just happened. Yet before I could even react to my sudden exposure, the Weavile whipped his head down and gave a lick to my flaccid prick, that cold-yet-warm tongue leaving a trail of tingling saliva on it, sending a steady wave of arousal up my spine.

Clutching at the armrest, I gave a low groan, pushing myself into the corner of the door and seat. "Ohhh... god..." I exhaled, shivering from a sudden coolness that penetrated my skin. My vision was blurry, and I blinked a few times before coming face-to-face with Rudy, who had slipped his hand under my shirt, rubbing his cold claws up my chest and giving a nipple a quick, freezing pinch. "R-rudy!" I yelped out, voice masked by a sudden crescendo in the current song. Before I could cry out again, he pressed his lips to my own, giving a cool kiss that was slowly becoming warm the longer he came in contact with my skin, as if absorbing my body-heat.

He straddled my leg, upper-thigh rubbing against my gradually hardening member, the soft, short fur teasing and tickling it immeasurably. His tongue slid into my maw, and I didn't resist, allowing it to swirl around my own, malleable to his taster's will. I followed that cool muscle back into his mouth, chasing it down and coiling around it, too slick to get a decent hold on it. His claws pinched my nipple even harder, rolling it between their cool lengths, teasing and twisting it, causing me to moan out in his mouth.

Finally, the need to breathe overtook us, and we parted, both panting hard. Rudy didn't give me much time to rest, however, as he lifted my shirt even higher, exposing my bare chest and that hardened nipple he had been toying with. "W-what now...?" I asked, still a bit dizzy from the kiss. Placing a claw on my opposite nub, he gave that a squeeze before lowering his head, snaking out a tongue along his previous object of affection, pressing his lips to it and giving it a slow, steady suckle, nibbling upon its tip at times. His free hand snaked down my belly, tickling it slightly before it wrapped around my half-erect cock, stroking it gently until it was firm in his hand.

I tried my best saying silent, barely able to hold back my moans and groans, the sensations too strong. "R-rudy..." I gasped, rubbing the back of his head, my hand trailing down his back and cupping his rump. I could scarcely believe what I was doing, but the happy purr he made through his suck coerced me to squeeze, and that I did. His steady strokes, despite being slow, were quickly driving me towards an orgasm I knew I would be unable to clean up, and I urged him to stop, pulling him up by the shoulder.

He looked at me with an almost cross expression before realizing how close I was and slipped between my legs, crouching in that gap between my mom's seat and my own. Licking between my balls, he slid his tongue along my shaft, swirling it around my head before enveloping it in his mouth. It seemed like all the heat he had stolen from me had accumulated in it, and I groaned softly, bucking up into it, unable to resist my arousal. He suckled harder, bobbing down and up my shaft, his tongue sliding all around my member, teasing it with a tingle of cold mixed in with that heat.

A single paw moved to cup and fondle my balls, and I could hold back no longer, slapping a hand over my mouth to moan into as I came, a few bursts of hot seed directly into my Weavile's maw. I shuddered, both feeling and hearing the small gulps Rudy made as he swallowed my cum, a small bead of white escaping his maw that he wiped off on his shoulder. At last, my orgasm ceased, and he popped off my cock, returning my underwear to cover it.

Then, he pushed himself to a stand, kissing me on the lips once more, shoving his dexterous tongue back into my mouth, forcing me to taste my own flavor, hot on his lips and tongue. His paws slid behind my back, roaming lower until they reached my short's waistline, and tugged them down, exposing my bare bum to the cloth seat, sliding it down to the edge, and breaking our kiss. I looked at him confusedly before connecting the dots and whispering out, "You're bored too, huh?" with a small smile. His nod gave me the answer, and I leaned up to whisper in his ear, "Why don't you entertain yourself?" proposed I, and his devious smile once more appeared.

Rudy crouched once more, lifting my legs up and placing them on both sides of my mom's headrest, giving him a lip-licking view of my butt and entrance. He wasted no time pushing his lips to the pucker, rolling his tongue around that delicate ring, touching the very center at times, but avoiding an entrance. He couldn't resist that long, however, and pushed inside of me, forcing out a muffled eep from my lips, which thankfully was masked by the current number one pop single.

"Hun, you know how I feel about feet on the cushions," my mother stated, and my heart froze. Rudy did not. He pressed his tongue even deeper into me, forcing me to bite back the words I was about to reply in fear of a loud moan replacing them. At last, I managed to restrain my pleasure enough to mumble out an apology and slide my feet down so they were out of view, yet still propped up high enough for Rudy to lick and kiss my hole. Two, cool claws spread my cheeks even wider, allowing a lukewarm tongue to lick along my taint and crack, rolling around that entrance and slipping into the hole once more, slickening it with lubricating saliva.

At last it seems as if he was ready, and he pulled away from my behind, placing both paws on either side of my waist so I couldn't wiggle much. His furred crotch pressed underneath my hole first, sliding upwards until I felt a warm slickness slip between my cheeks, sliding up and separating them slowly. Just the sheer sensation was enough to make me incredibly aroused, yet I managed to hold in my groans just long enough for his cock to slide into me, spreading my tight rump around that warm prick.

A claw darted to my mouth, preventing me from moaning out loudly as my Weavile took me, pressing slowly into my ass, hilting, and then sliding out. He grunted over my chest, biting his lower lip with each thrust, his two "tails" wiggling with each thrust. Falling forward, he laid his face in my chest, humping me slow and steadily, gradually growing faster and faster, my legs gently tapping against the back of the driver's seat. He panted quietly, murmuring "Wea... wea..." as his orgasm came closer and closer, bumping up against my prostate.

My own cock was thick and firm, ensheathed by a pair of underwear that it yearned to be free from. Each thrust sent a throbbing twitch down the length, and another drop of pre was absorbed into that white fabric. Rudy buried his face in my chest, letting out a low, wavering groan with one final thrust, exhaling in a quick burst. His cock slammed against my prostate, trigging my second orgasm, a few spurts of seed right into my underwear, which soaked up the sticky fluid, while Rudy's own prick jerked inside my squeezing, clenching rump, getting milked and releasing a surprisingly heated load, filling me up with a slippery warmth.

And just as soon as he was done, he pulled out of me, leaving my hole filled with cream. He had collapsed atop me, snoring quietly, and I gently tugged my shorts back up, making sure not a drop of evidence spilled and stained the seats. Then, buttoning them together, I took Rudy up into my arms, hugging him close, and yawned, deciding to, like him, get some sleep.

As I drifted off, I heard my father give a yawn of his own, and flick his seat back to an upright position. "I can drive the rest of the way, babe," he muttered to my mom.

"Thank god, I was gonna blow a gasket with Mr. Seat-Kicker behind me..."