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Havin' A Good Time

By Luther

Kaulin turned the key and handle and pushed aside the door as he entered the house. It wasn't the largest or most immaculate thing, but it was home. He almost immediately heard some music carrying from one of the back rooms. It sounded like a radio or at least some kind of speaker was projecting a sort of classic rock throughout the place.

Rounding a corner, he saw that Nik was indeed home, sprawled on the couch face up with arms behind his head, wings spread out. The bat turned his head and waved to him. Well, he was a flying fox to be exact but it was just as right to call him a bat. Everyone else did. Nikolas had long blue hair, glasses, brown fur on the legs and lower torso, orange up top. Straightforward, honest, and comparatively simple.

Kaulin, however, was more of a strange one, so much was apparent to anyone who simply looked at him. Not exactly a bad thing, but it often took people a couple of seconds to figure out what exactly he was. Even then they sometimes guessed wrong. After all, he had the markings, face, and ears of a ferret, the tail of a skunk and what looked like honest to heaven moth antennae sprouting from his head -also the fluffy mane of the same insect. He called himself a "ferrunk". "Funk" was also acceptable if slightly more amusing. Most people just called him Kaulin, being his name and all. Whatever he was, he was certainly a rarity.

"Welcome back," Nik offered in greeting.

Kaulin nodded but said nothing in return, instead electing to browse the kitchen. He cruised the counters, the cabinets, the fridge, standing there blankly for a few moments with the door open, basking in the cold electric light. Nothing seemed to be of real interest to him. A bored mind sometimes turns to food and the ferrunk was feeling the need for some excitement. With nothing else appealing enough to satisfy it for the moment, he happened upon an idea.

"Hey -hey . . . hey," said Kaulin, attempting to verbally prod a response from the bat.

"Yeah, what?" It worked.

"We should like, you know, do something," the ferrunk said. He slowly walked around the bat, finger tracing along Nik's shoulder and onto his back.

"Something?" The bat's eyebrow arched but, as Kaulin pressed in behind him, he felt that bulge against his rump and knew exactly what Kaulin meant. "Oh."

"It's been a little while . . ."

"You mean like a day?"

"So too long, then. I'm glad you agree." Kaulin smiled, though Nik couldn't see, and breathed warmly on the back of his neck, making him shiver.

The Ferrunk's cock was already out and burgeoning its way to its full size. The pants came off and quickly so. In Kaulin's case it was because things would quickly get uncomfortable otherwise. For Nik's it was a simple matter of not liking to be the only one clothed in a room, not to mention he was starting to feel his own shaft begin to stir and stand of its own power. He wanted them both free with plenty of room to swell up, some more than others.

Nikolas couldn't help but want a closer look. The ferrunk knew it and stood there proudly as the bat knelt down to see. Exploring fingers tentatively brushed against the underside as it slowly plumped to a higher angle, a grander size, flushing to a deeper purplish-black hue. It didn't matter how many times Nik saw it, that cock always impressed him. He propped it up a little, that huge rolling shaft in the odd stage where it was rising but still drooping from its own weight. It was a heaviness that Nik gladly supported, holding it and shifting his hands along the thing as it grew longer and longer. Hands? Yes, Nik soon found that he really needed both as the monster passed sixteen inches or so and wasn't stopping.

"Damn Kaulin, how do you carry this thing around?"

"Very well, thank you."

He was lucky he had this dick and that it made for a fine distraction and excuse to move in. Nik pressed his face up to it and gave the head of it a kiss, tickling it with his breath and causing the thing to flex and swell for a moment in helpless response. His long tongue flicked out and ran along the sides of it, determined to coax it to a greater fullness. It was not a difficult task in the least. That sinuous tongue wrapped around the thick member as it passed twenty inches and gripped it. The dexterity of it was so great that he could hold it in his coiled tongue and begin to slowly pump it back and forth, much like one would with a hand. Black cockflesh bulged between the coils and soon Kaulin was flying at full mast. Once the ferrunk was positively throbbing the bat withdrew his tongue, passing it along the tip where crystal beads of precum were forming. Nik was greeted with the taste of honey and warm sugar.

That was another thing about Kaulin: his spunk was sweet. It also had a way of making the bedroom smell wonderful. Normally it was his cum but right now it was his pre -the stuff that his pounding cock was now constantly issuing. It always smelled and tasted of some warm baked dessert, somewhere between sugar and vanilla. When anyone ever asked him about his strangeness in any form, he might boast or blame what he referred to as his fey heritage, whichever was the case.

Sometimes it was hard to tell if he might be making it up. Sometimes it seemed to be the only way to explain him.

There was a constant and repeated 'thip' sound, the sound of the ferrunk's precum welling up at the tip of his huge cock and dripping onto the hardwood below. This was part of the reason Kaulin worked best with hard floors, they were easier to clean. To say he was productive would be a gross understatement. While one couldn't see the ferrunk's balls, being internal, Nik knew they were there and always figured they had to be fairly big.

"You're leaking everywhere," said Nik.

"Well maybe you can help me find a better place to put it all?"

The bat rolled his eyes but gave a sort of half-chuckle all the same. He found himself soon snatched up, pulled up back onto his feet by the hand and led down the hall. They practically flew back there into the nearby bedroom, leaving a sticky trail the whole way.

Once they passed the threshold and were through the door the whole thing was a whirlwind of movement for Nik. Before he knew it, he found himself spun around backwards and tossed forward onto the bed by a very persistent man with a very persistent cock soon leveled straight at his ass. How did things go to that so quickly?

Man, some days stuff like this just happens . . .

It's what happens when you tease a guy like that into action, he takes action and you find yourself on the receiving end. Perhaps this was going just as planned after all. It was a position Nik found himself in all too often.

"Looks like you'll be playing the girl right now. Not like that's anything new," Kaulin teased. He was always good at that. "And it's fitting because you're so pretty!"

Nik's lips pursed at that, cutting off any protest he might have had queued up. He tried to look forward to hide the fact that he was blushing but Kaulin could see how the bat's cock jumped at the compliment. And there he was: nearly face down in the sheets if he didn't have his head turned, held there with just a token show of force with his butt up in the air on display. He was as much to blame for that last part, he was the one who raised it and had yet to change that fact with even a simple adjustment.

Then he felt it, the inevitable happened, having crept up along the edges of Nik's expectations. This behemoth of a cock was pressed against the gates, practically gushing slick pre onto his cheeks and threatening to push them aside. Kaulin didn't waste time, with a smooth thrust made easy by that sticky sweet stuff, he was shoving his way in! Nikolas felt his toes curl reactively, his spine straightened, and the hair on the back of his neck bristle as he felt it invade him.

Normally Nik could barely wrap his fingers around it at the base. Around the middle? Forget about it. And now this thing was wedging its way deeper and deeper. He grabbed the nearest thing for some animalistic creature comfort and found himself clamping down onto it.

Here was some honest to goodness actual pillow biting. No, it wasn't just a thing in cheesy pornos. On Nik's part it was very real indeed. When two feet of turgidity are being rammed into you it sort of becomes a natural response. Hell yeah it hurt, he was only mortal. But it was a good kind of hurt that quickly faded into something else, something wonderful even as he felt the ferrunk battering away at him already. Bliss flooded him that turned the long minutes into short minutes between them.

Suddenly, in the middle of it all, something changed in the air and quite literally so. Despite the tight bat currently clenching around his rod, Kaulin's brain registered something it knew. His ears perked at familiar notes that came across them, the radio in the next room was piping out a song he knew well enough. It had just started the unmistakable intro to "Don't Stop Me Now" by Queen. It was fitting, almost perfectly so he mused to himself as he reeled back for another powerful slam into the bat. Soon the intro broke and fell into those high-spirited chords that bounced into the room, infusing it and him with a new kind of energy.

The ferrunk adopted the exhilarating tempo of the song as his own, matching his thrusts to the beat of the music. The bat at the end of his manhood responded by grunting in approval, his own shaft now bouncing up to slap gently against his belly with every shake of the bed, the springs squeaking along in their own chorus. The ferrunk's heart was beating like a racing car.

Despite every effort to resist (and why would he resist?), Kaulin found himself nodding, first mouthing the words of the song, and then singing along as it blasted through the house like some crazy sex fuel. Even Nik found himself strangely in tune with it, all things considered having quickly found himself in a musical fucking.

"I'm burning through the sky, yeah!" he sang, voice warbling.

Nik's mind swam in pleasure, his dick still bouncing like a strange backwards metronome that kept the pace of the music instead of the other way around.

"Gonna make a supersonic man outta you!"

Neither could argue with that given the fervor of it all. The ferrunk's hips flew like lightning but Nik's pressed back just as eagerly, perhaps even moreso. Everything was tightening between the two of them, muscles danced in joy as Nik was wildly pounded. His face was almost buried into the sheets, at least what wasn't gripped tightly in his hands and bunched up as he was slowly being pushed across the surface with the force of it all. The bat knew something was close to giving with the way Kaulin was moving now -shorter but more powerful thrusts.

Then came the words that represented the best opportunity yet and Kaulin knew it.

"Like an atom bomb about to oh, oh, oh . . ." it was leading up and the ferrunk was nearing a crescendo. Nik was familiar with the song enough to know what was next. He braced himself as Kaulin grit his teeth. He could have gone longer but he couldn't hope for better timing-

"EXPLODE!" he shouted along with Freddie and the others as he did just that! Kaulin felt himself draw to a mighty climax right at that most appropriate word. Just like the song said: they felt like a rocket ship, an out of control sex machine, having a good time!

Stuffed completely full and now he was being filled further as the onrush of sweet cum poured and emptied into the bat. Nik felt himself let go as well, firing downwards onto the sheets and soaking them through with his essence. It was completely worth the mess. He felt himself convulsing in orgasm and his belly began to push outward with the volume of cum entering him.

The song kept saying "don't' stop me" but all Kaulin heard was "don't stop". And he didn't. He threw his head back and grunted , unable to find words and unlikely to be heard over the music anyway. There was so much of it that the vessel refused it and began to backflow out of Nik, spilling out and around. A slip on Kaulin's part sent him back a little and his fat cock came out with a wet sliding pop. He was still cumming but less so now. But it was like a little flood that spread everywhere over the bed sheets and running over the sides onto the floor. The bat's body was already covered as he turned over onto his back but a few wayward jets of both Kaulin's and his own continued to hit him in places, basting him thoroughly.

Nik lifted his head and saw the warm, sweet, gooey stuff working its way across the floor and under the crack of the door. Dimly he mused to himself.

"Hey . . . Kaulin?" he asked. "This place has flood protection under its insurance, right? So it's okay." It was followed up by a the weary sort of chuckle made by someone who wasn't entirely there and such was situation with his mind flying like a shooting star, travelling at the speed of light past wonderful sunbursts in the afterglow.

Of course his silly question was dismissed. The song was gone but the spirit remained strong and the two found themselves grinning like fools. Yep, it was all still worth the mess, even if it was a bigger mess than Nik thought it would be.

Sometimes the simple things can be the best: an evening in, a movie with popcorn, some games here and there, rutting around like animals. Much like the way their night went . . . just not exactly in that order.