Phil and James: Moneyshot
#16 of Phil and James
James murred and nodded as he felt those strong paws rubbing so close to his sheath. Phil smirked and laid the boy down, his legs still dangling over the edge, and slowly unzipped his relief zipper. The kit sighed as his hardening cocklet sprung out, and then murred as Phil gripped it and began slow strokes. "*Hsss* Oh, sir..."
Phil shuddered and used his free paw to unzip his own zipper, sliding his grey sheath into the tepid water as his tip began to extrude. The radio channel was filled with gasps and grunts as the expert male hardened the two while the kit lay paralyzed in bliss. James didn't even notice when his tailhole zipper was pulled down, Phil rising to his fin-tips and leaning over the him. "Are you ready, pup?" James nodded and felt the older male grip his ankles, lifting them a little to expose his tailhole.
"Be gentle, *hsss* okay sir?" The leopard patted the boy as a sign of assent and leaned forward, pressing his tip against the virgin tailhole, causing James to jerk a little. "Ahh! *hsss* Sir..."
Phil moved his paws to James' hips and held them firm as he pushed in, meeting stiff resistance. Each millimeter sent shivers up his spine as he slowly forced his way in. It was tighter than he had ever imagined. James gripped the table hard, fighting the pain to please his master as he felt the first few inches slide into him. The older male stopped for a moment to let the boy adjust, reaching over to teasingly stroke his length. "How's that, pup?"
James was silent, watching his breaths float to the surface, his neoprene chest and tummy rising and falling. He flexed his legs around his uncle's waist, signifying that he was ready to continue, and the feline obliged as he slowly began burying more of his length in the vise-like grip of the boy's virgin hole. "*Hsss* Fuck... you feel so good *Hsss* pup." James panted as he felt his master's tip press against his prostate, causing his cock to spasm.
"S... *Hsss* sir..." The fox grunted as Phil reached his sheath. He extended his paws towards his master, who leaned forward and felt little arms wrap themselves around his neck. Phil responded by leaning forward and nuzzling the boy, his fins now floating above the ground, his gentle kicks creating a small cloud of silt at his feet. He braced himself on the table and pulled his hips back a couple of inches, before pushing back in, his pup shuddering with the alternating feeling of emptiness and fullness.
James held his lover tight, the cooling water easing the pain as his pleasure increased, his three inch cock painfully hard. "*Hsss* Muuurf... *Hsss* Can you stroke me, sir?" Phil pulled out to his tip, and then rammed back hard in response, causing James to yelp and jerk his legs.
"You can cum... *Hsss* when I cum, boy." James' ears drooped as he whimpered at this, feeling his uncle begin to increase the speed of his thrusts, building rhythm and momentum as his fins twitched beneath him. The older male grunted into his mask as he performed another painful full-length thrust, causing his partner to "yerf" loudly, the pair aching with need.
Phil was almost concerned about their air supply as the pair panted and murred, his need chipping away at what little restraint remained as he began to drool into his mask. Pushing James further down the length of the table, he climbed onto it on his knees and began drilling him roughly, causing the boy to let out a high pitched moan. "Sir... *Hsss* please... *Hsss* I can't... *Hsss*" The leopard nodded and reached a gloved paw between their bodies to stroke the boy's length.
James yarfed and flexed his little cock, causing his master to growl as his insides clenched around the veiny eight inches of cat meat. The fox bucked his hips in tandem with the leopard's, each thrust pushing the two further and further towards the edge. "*Hsss* I... *Hsss.* I can't... *Hsss* YAAAARF!" bellowed James, arching his back and gritting his teeth as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure passed through his small body.
The rhythmic clenching around his cock was too much to handle. Phil pulled out and made one final deep thrust, mewling into the microphone as his cock twitched, spattering the boy's insides with his hot, sticky seed, the younger male's pelvic contractions milking him dry.
As their respective orgasms subsided, Phil collapsed on the boy, the pair panting in unison. "W... *Hsss* well, pup?"
"*Hsss* That... *Hsss* was amazing." The kit leaned up to nuzzle his master, who had leaned over to check his gauges. Time to surface, already.
"Bad news, pup." He pointed at the pressure gauge, and James nodded. The leopard braced against the table and slowly pulled out, his seed mingling with the clear pond water, creating a small white cloud as he began zipping them back up. James tried to stand up, but his legs were too weak, causing Phil to giggle softly and help him into his vest, before massaging his legs for a short while. Finally, after the younger of the two had regained feeling in his lower half, the pair slowly descended.
Phil and James loaded their gear into their respective dollies, occasionally smirking at each other as their eyes met. "So, you have fun, pup?"
James nodded as he buckled the tank into its holster. "Yeah, can we do it again later?"
Phil looked down at his smiling face and swished his tail, before beginning the trek to the house. "Sure thing, pup. Sure thing."