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“Hey! Martinez!”

God dammit.

Martinez, Nez to his friends, let out a groan and tried not to pay attention to the voice. Ordinarily he wouldn’t be rude about this, but he’d had enough of that damned badger. It wouldn’t be such an issue if it didn’t happen every...single...day.

College had been a good experience for the most part - meeting new people, learning new things, a newfound sense of independence...a lot of new, and most of it good. He’d gained a whole bunch of new friends, even had some dates, and figured out that he was gay, which helped open himself up to more new dates. All in all, pretty great. But there was one problem, and his name was Coltrane.

He’d run into Colt in one of his classes in his first semester at college, and almost right away the badger had been on his ass. Not in the mean way, no...he was friendly, talkative, even a bit boisterous, a funny guy who had quite a few friends. It was just that he was TOO loud and talkative for Nez’s taste - he wasn’t withdrawn but he gravitated towards calmer people for his friendships. He’d tried to be nice, but Colt just seemed to grate on him, and didn’t seem to get the hint that Nez wanted him to quiet down a bit.

And he couldn’t really get away. He’d thought the one class was bad enough, but Colt ended up in two of his classes the next semester, and immediately latched onto him. They’d had partner projects in both courses and Nez had gotten stuck with him in both of them. Sure, he couldn’t complain about the work...Colt did his part of the projects without issue, and they got marked highly on them. It was just having to endure the constant stream of chatter from the badger, only some of which actually had to do with the task at hand. He’d been glad when it was over, but it seemed likely he’d be running into Colt again, seeing as they had some overlapping interests.

It ended up being worse than he thought. Come the next semester, he found out that Colt had been put into the dorm room next to his. Now he had to have much more frequent contact with the badger, and rarely any sort of escape. Even his walks back from class frequently had him running into Colt...well, usually it was the other way around.

“Nez! Yo! Don’t leave me hangin’, bro!” The rapid sound of footsteps getting louder told him all he needed to know. Colt was nothing if not persistent, and wouldn’t be dissuaded by not responding to him. He skidded to a halt next to Nez, flashing the human a grin. “C’mon, man, show a smile, show off those pearly-whites!”

“I just had a test, Colt, not in the mood to smile.”

“Ah, come on! I’ll bet you did great! You’ve got a good mind for math, better than mine! Oh, hey, did you catch the news about LeRouche getting his ass nailed for doping? He’s got the whole system cracking down on the basketball team now, they think he was dealing! How crazy is that? Guess he thinks he needs to get started early…”

Nez sighed as the badger kept chatting along, switching between topics at light speed. During his infodump periods it was better just to let him talk and try to tune him out. He’d once told Colt to his face that he literally couldn’t listen to half of what he said; Colt had just replied that most people told him that, and clearly it didn’t stop him. The only problem was that it usually gravitated towards something in particular...

“And it looks like the bio building’s third floor bathroom has a glory hole in it. I’m lookin’ forward to making some use of that at some point! You ever been on either end of a glory hole before?” And there it was. Colt was a horny bastard, loved talking about sex and sexuality, and he apparently got plenty of it, judging by the sounds from his dorm room at least once a week. He called himself bisexual, but in practice he rarely got with women, he favored guys and plenty of guys favored him. Nez had to admit he was good-looking for a furry guy, he was tall and lean, some lithe muscle, toned but not bulky. Colt worked out a good bit, he’d seen him at the gym nearly every time he’d been there, and he’d seen a lot of that body at those times, though never all of it at once.

“Never, and I’d rather not be. I’d rather not have a wall between me and the guy blowing me.”

“Ah, fair enough! You know, though, you wouldn’t have to have a wall with me!”

“So you’ve told me ten thousand times.”

“Hey, only six, seven thousand tops! Though I could tell you ten thousand times if that’s what you want, wouldn’t bother me any!”

“Still too many.” And that was the other thing, Colt was constantly hitting on him. Corny pick-up lines, innuendos, and flat-out propositions were hurled at him almost every time they chatted. It didn’t help that he was also touchy-feely, pulling others into hugs and just always putting his hands on them...he’d never molested Nez, though he had smacked his ass a couple times, but he did that with others as well so it seemed not to be something especially sexual. Even so, the contact was a bit more than he was used to, and he didn’t know how to respond to it.

“Well, that’s because you’re hard to get! Most guys I don’t have to ply them so much to get them going! And I’m not one to give up on a challenge that easily!”

“Maybe I’m not interested?”

“Well, yeah, that’s why I gotta keep trying! I can’t get you interested if I stop trying, now, can I?”

“Why do you even keep trying? I know you can get guys all over the place, it’s not like you’re lacking for sex at all. You don’t need to be badgering me about it all the time.”

“Ha! I see what you did there! Nice! Even if I have heard it a million times before!”

Nez groaned again; it was an utterly unintentional joke, but he still hated himself for it. “Ugh, whatever. You’d think you’d know how it feels to tell someone the same thing over and over…”

“I don’t mind it really! Long as they throw it in when I don’t expect it, it’s still funny! Anyway, it doesn’t matter if I can get lots of guys, that doesn’t mean I don’t still want a shot with you! I bet you’d be a lot of fun in the sack, and I’d be more than happy to make you bite a pillow or two!”

He really was tired of this. “Okay, Colt, what’s it gonna take to get you to stop this already? Really, this has gone on too long, it’s not amusing anymore.”

“Sure there is! Go on a date with me!” Colt beamed widely at him. “If you really don’t like it, I promise I won’t bring it up with you again! And if you do, well, I doubt you’ll be that upset about me bringing it up again!”

Nez grit his teeth. “Fine. Friday night...I’ll go on a date with you. But if I’m not happy with it, you have to stop bugging me about dates, and ease off on me the rest of the time as well. Let me have some personal space from you, let me approach you if I’m interested in a chat. Got it?”

He thought he saw Colt’s smile flicker just a bit, but the uncertainty didn’t last. “All right, deal! Friday night! You’ll enjoy it, I promise! Ah, oh, um, whoops, I think I’ve gotta get running to class! Catch you later!”

The badger beat a hasty retreat, and Nez let out a sigh of relief. At least it would get Colt off his back for a bit...he had little hope of enjoying any date with the motormouth, but getting through it would mean some peace. His mind went to ways of getting through the evening, completely glossing over the fact that Colt didn’t have class at this time that day…

---

The Friday night date didn’t have Nez in the best of moods. Usually he looked forward to the weekend, but the stressful idea of the date was making it less desirable, such that by Friday he was well out of sorts. He was half-tempted to chew out Colt for that as well, but tried to hold back the urge to be too nasty...that wouldn’t really be fair. Getting through the date would be victory enough, he didn’t have to completely ruin the friendship in the process.

As the evening rolled around, he stood outside his dorm, waiting for Colt to arrive. The badger had told him he’d ordered a taxi to get them to a restaurant, a steakhouse that was a bit off of campus, so he had dressed informally. It probably didn’t matter to Colt how he looked, if he even paid attention to that sort of thing, he was constantly in athletic wear himself. And he wasn’t overly inclined to care that much...the date was a date, nothing more, and he didn’t expect anything out of it.

Colt hustled up just as 7 o’clock hit, just when Nez spied a cab turning the corner that was liable to be theirs. He was pretty casual as well, though he’d traded the athletic wear for something a bit more normal, simple jean shorts and a T-shirt that looked like they’d rarely been worn. What surprised him was how frazzled the badger looked; he didn’t think he’d ever seen Coltrane so flustered, even though he was still grinning like usual Nez could sense it was a bit forced.

“Sorry, meant to be out here a bit earlier...class ran long.”

“It’s fine, you’re not late.” Now Nez was just baffled. That was it? No long spiel about what had happened to make him late? That was probably the least he’d heard Colt say outside of class in the entire time he’d known him. Something had to be up, this didn’t seem normal...perhaps it was nerves, maybe Colt never expected him to actually take him up on his date offer and didn’t know what to do. It would likely resolve itself over time, he was a captive audience during the cab ride, so he decided not to question it for the time being, and enjoy the relative peace.

But the cab ride wasn’t any different. Colt spend the time looking out the window in almost total silence, with only the occasional glance at Nez. At first it was a relief, he didn’t have to have his ears constantly talked off...but over time the awkwardness started to creep in, he was spending more time waiting for the other shoe to drop than anything, and it was starting grate at him as time went on. It wasn’t often that he wanted something other than silence when Colt was around, but this was a bit much. It got to the point that he broke the silence himself.

“So, uh, this steakhouse place, you been there before?”

“Huh?” Colt seemed to do a double-take. “Oh, uh, yeah! I was here with my family when we moved in to the dorms last year! Everyone liked it, but it’s too out of the way to go to that often. I remembered you saying you liked that kinda stuff, so I figured it was a good place to go.”

Nez didn’t reply immediately, expecting a lot more than that...when it became clear that he wasn’t getting it, he hastened to fill in the gap. “Uh, right, I see. Well, if you had a good time there before, I’m not too worried.” It felt like a pretty lame reply, but he wasn’t sure what else to say...really, he rarely had to think too far ahead in a conversation with Colt, and this was starting to weird him out. What was going on with him?

The rest of the cab ride passed in the same way, with brief bouts of reserved small talk passing between mountains of silence. Nez never thought he would think it, but he was glad for the end of the silence when the cabbie brought them to their destination. Colt stayed behind a bit to pay for the ride, and Nez could hear him chattering a bit like normal with him...he figured the respite was over, but at least things would be more like he expected. But the badger that emerged was the same one he’d shared the ride with, holding back his tongue like it was toxic. “All right, let’s, uh, head in, we should be good to sit right away.”

“Okay.” Nez followed Colt into the building, still feeling like he was in the Twilight Zone. His friend had been replaced by a robot or an alien or something, that’s how crazy this all was. Only the fear that he was going to incite a torrent of chatter kept him from asking about it, but he was starting to feel like he would have to say something…

They were able to sit as quickly as Colt promised, thanks to having made a reservation ahead of time. It was nice to sit quickly and not have more awkward silence, Nez was sure that he’d get an earful from Colt about the different meals and what he’d had last time and what others had had and what was good and bad and all that...this wasn’t the first time he’d had a meal with Colt, it was only the first one-on-one instance of that, so he thought he knew what to expect. But poring over the menu, he was entirely uninterrupted...Colt didn’t say a word to him, though Nez could see him sending glances his way, anxious glances that quickly ended if he noticed Nez picking up on it.

It was almost a relief when the waitress came to take their order, and Colt sounded almost normal again in giving his order. It filled the void briefly, and perhaps would lead to something else...but as soon as she was gone, Colt shut up again, twiddling his thumbs and not looking directly at Nez. Nez didn’t know what he was waiting for, he just wanted Colt to speak up already and get on with it.

And that was the worst part. Colt was supposed to be irritating him with his chatter, not making him wish for that. He must’ve been going crazy. He was actually missing the chatterbox, he wanted to be bothered rather than wondering what was going on. He never thought that would be possible, but this version of Colt just wasn’t Colt. It just wasn’t right, and he was getting to the point where he had to figure out what the deal was.

“Okay, Colt, what’s going on?”

“Hm? What do you mean?”

“This! This whole...you’re not yourself. You just...you aren’t saying anything, you aren’t acting like you usually do. I expected you to be like usual, and you’re just...not even close. You’ve barely talked to me all night...what’s the deal?”

“Ah...well, it’s...just…” Colt hesitated. “I’ve known you so long...usually on these dates I spent a lot of time asking people about themselves, trying to learn about them, what they like and what their interests are...but I’ve known you for a while now, and I kinda know a lot of your interests and stuff...I’m just, uh, not really sure what to talk about.”

For a moment Nez was completely stunned to silence...and then, before he could stop himself, he uttered “Bullshit.”

Colt looked stricken. “What?”

“As long as I’ve known you, you’ve NEVER not had something to talk about. Even when it’s not relevant to anything, you always have something to say, you’re talking all the time! You can’t tell me you can’t think of anything to talk about and expect me to believe that! Be serious with me here, what is it really?”

Once again Colt seemed to be completely out of sorts. There was a good few seconds of hesitation, hemming and hawing, before he finally responded. “Okay...I mean...I guess there’s plenty of things I could think of saying...I just...you know...didn’t want to...um, well...annoy you.”

“You didn’t want to annoy me? I...well, I mean, I appreciate that, for sure, but...I don’t get it. That’s never stopped you before.”

“I...I guess you’re right...but when you agreed, you said that if you didn’t like it, you didn’t want me to talk to you anymore...and I...well, I...I guess I just didn’t realize...um, how MUCH you didn’t like it. I...I didn’t want to lose you as a friend over this...I should’ve known, I guess, and thought about that...but it just...I decided I’d just try not to talk as much as possible so you wouldn’t be irritated, and then maybe you’d enjoy it…”

Well, now he felt like garbage. Of all the reasons Colt could have given, that was the last one he would have seen coming...the badger was just trying to give him a good time, trying to make HIM happy, and had changed his behavior entirely for that...and here he was griping about him having gone to those lengths. When it was his fault in the first place. When he was basically going on the date for the sole purpose of getting Colt off his back...Colt had taken it entirely seriously. He hadn’t, he’d treated it like a chore. How unfair was that?

“Jeez...I’m...sorry, Colt. I...I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I appreciate you trying to do something nice for me…”

“It’s okay, I guess I may have overdone it a bit. I didn’t mean to make things weird, I just was looking for a way to make sure you were happy. I forgot that getting too different would just have the opposite effect.”

Nez shook his head. “No, I can’t blame you for that. I put a condition that I had no business making...I shouldn’t have said that you had to shut up if I didn’t like the date. That wasn’t a very good thing to do to a friend...telling you that you had to change completely or make yourself scarce, that was a jerk thing.”

“Maybe, but I kinda pushed you into it. I guess I don’t realize how much I can annoy people sometimes...when I get to talking I kind of lose sight of how people, uh, respond to it. I should back off on you, I know you’ve complained about that, I need to just...you know, stop being so overbearing.”

“I...I’d appreciate that. But I don’t want you to stop talking entirely, for sure...I like your talking, that’s part of what I enjoy about you. I...was missing it when it wasn’t there.”

Finally, that got a smile out of Colt. “Aw...thanks, Nez. I’ll try to watch out for when you’re getting tired of it, though, okay?”

Nez smiled back; already things were starting to feel better. “Yeah, thanks, Colt.”

---

The rest of the dinner was very different from the start of the date. Colt returned to his animated self, getting loud and talkative like usual, though he held back the lewdness given the public setting. And Nez was starting to enjoy himself, without the awkwardness hanging over everything things felt a lot more like they should.

It was odd...after seeing Colt trying to be so unlike himself, him getting back to what had annoyed him before was actually kind of relieving. Funny how quickly perspectives could change...the chattering was enjoyable, he felt himself drawn to it, participating more, reacting more positively. Colt was being a bit more mindful, giving more openings for him to have his input and giving him a bit of a break every now and then, but it was still a lot closer to his normal than Nez’s, and yet he was finding that preferable. Perhaps he’d been wrong about that, maybe instead of Colt needing to shut up, he needed to be a little less uptight about it. Well, maybe it was a bit of both, but he was starting to think his change was the one that was needed more.

And that got him thinking...what else was he wrong about?

His eyes were resting more on Colt over time, and he was starting to really take in how attractive the badger was. Sure, he’d known Colt for a while, he’d seen plenty of him before...well, his eyes had, anyway, but he’d never really thought about him in that manner. No, not just that, he’d put effort into avoiding thinking about him that way. He’d been annoyed enough, sure, and hadn’t wanted to reward the constant advances, but maybe he should’ve at least given it a thought. Now that he was, well, Colt was definitely...sexy. He had a great build, the kind that Nez particularly liked - tall, lean, athletic, looking like he valued his fitness without becoming obsessed with it. No wonder he had a steady stream of guys after him...he kind of wondered what Colt saw in him, Nez didn’t have nearly the physique he did, nor did he try to, he didn’t spend much time in the gym and wasn’t much interested in changing that. But he wasn’t about to question it - it wasn’t ofter that someone did find him attractive, and maybe he shouldn’t have been so quick to dismiss it.

Colt insisted on picking up the check, despite Nez offering several times, and paid again for the cab fare back to the dorms. It still surprised him how far Colt was going for the date, and Nez was feeling like he wasn’t really pulling his own weight...he should’ve been doing more than causing a fuss and getting treated. Then again...he had a pretty good idea of a way to do that. One he doubted Colt would object to.

“So, what’d you think?” the badger asked as they entered the dorms. “Did you have a good time? I hope I didn’t overtalk you again…”

“Nah, you were fine, And...yeah, I did have a good time. You made it a very enjoyable date, and I’m sorry I almost messed it up with the way I acted.”

“It’s fine! I’m just glad you were happy, that’s all I wanted out of it! Well, I mean, me being happy was a nice bonus, yeah, but more important that you enjoyed it than anything else!” He wrapped an arm around Nez’s shoulders and pulled him close, keeping him that way while walking him up to their rooms. It was something Nez had objected to a fair bit in the past...but this time, he rather welcomed the contact.

“Well, now that we’re back, what do you think? Is that it for you for the night, or you interested in making it last a bit longer?”

Nez didn’t even have to think about it. “I think there’s still some fun left to be had. Let’s go to your room, how about?”

“Sure! Eh, it’ll be a bit messy, I wasn’t really expecting you to want to visit…”

“Whatever, so’s mine. It’s no big deal.”

“Cool!” Colt was grinning from ear to ear as he opened the door, revealing the badger’s room. It wasn’t that different from his own, as was typical for the cookie-cutter dormitories, though the layout was slightly shifted from his. There were some clothes strewn all around, the tops of the dresser and desk were cluttered with papers and other detritus, but overall it wasn’t as messy as Colt had made it sound. There was a bit of a heavier scent to the room, though...it smelled a bit more athletic, stale masculine odor mixed with deodorant.

“Welcome to casa del Coltrane! Heh, guess it’s not much to look at...well, I guess dorm rooms usually aren’t. So, whaddaya want to do? You know I’ve got games, we could watch movies, I think I have some stuff on the DVR if you’re interested…”

“Tempting as that all sounds...I think I’m interested in something else,” Nez replied coyly.

It didn’t take more than a moment for Colt to put it together. “Really? Heh, can’t say I expected you to be the one to bring that up...you sure? It ain’t an obligation, though I sure wouldn’t say no if you really did want it!”

“Oh, you can bet I wouldn’t bring it up if I didn’t really want it. You’ve gotten my attention, Colt, and now I kinda want to see what I’ve been missing. Of course, I need to show you as well...since you’ve been after it so long.” Nez started to strip off his shirt, not letting any further argument against the idea be broached. Not that Colt seemed in any rush to do so, considering he started to shuck off his shorts almost as quickly.

Nez could feel his heartbeat start to go double-time as they stripped down and more of the badger’s body became visible to him. That well-toned build, so often ignored or avoided, was now all he cared to look at, and it was a sight for sore eyes indeed. Colt was toned to quite a degree, even though he wasn’t massive he had amazing definition, it was clear he put a lot of effort into looking that good. It made Nez wish he’d gone to a bit of that effort himself, he didn’t have nearly as impressive a body for Colt to look at, being rather plain and average in most respects...but Colt found him sexy anyway, so maybe he didn’t want to think about it too much.

He wasn’t thinking about it at all when he finally laid eyes on Colt’s growing endowment. From a rather nicely-sized sheath, with a solid pair of balls hanging just below, he could see the pink shaft emerging and growing...it was a lot larger than he had anticipated, longer and thicker than most he’d seen and any he’d taken. Slightly intimidating, but he wasn’t the first human he’d heard rutting with Colt so he must’ve known how to use it without hurting his partners. His own felt rather small in comparison, despite being at its maximum size in a hurry.

Colt didn’t seem to have a problem with that, though. “Hoo...you’re probably the most well-hung human I’ve had the honor of having sex with. Bet you’ve made more than a few dates happy with that piece!”

“Eh-heh...doesn’t hold a candle to yours…”

“Ah, interspecies competition isn’t a good measure. I’m no bigger than the average badger, you know! But I’ll make sure you love feeling it anyway! Unless, of course, you’re more interested in being the active partner…”

Nez shook his head. “I, uh, I think I’d rather it be you.”

“Cool with me! But let’s start out a bit easier. Why don’t you lay back on the bed, and I’ll get up over you?”

With a nod, Nez shifted and laid back on the bed, having a good idea what Colt was planning. The badger hopped on a moment later, swinging around so that his cock was poised right above Nez’s head and his own head was ready to descend upon the human’s tool. Nez could feel a bit of pre drip onto his face near his mouth, the badger’s eager cock already growing wet...he couldn’t make himself wait, his head rose up and he started licking at the tip of the pointed shaft, lapping up the slick, slightly salty fluid eagerly.

“Ah...you’re all business, eh? Guess I’d better get to work then!” Colt snickered as he dipped his head down, his long tongue lashing at Nez’s shaft and head, pushing through the foreskin to get at the most sensitive part. That got a breathless moan out of the human, tingles racing through his groin as he was pleasured extensively by the badger’s mouth. It was too good not to try to return the favor...his arms reached up, gripping into Colt’s firm glutes and pulling him down slightly to bury the tip of his dick into his own mouth. It was a bit of a chore, he was less experienced than Colt was in these matters and Colt was definitely larger than he had ever tried to pleasure this way before, but he wasn’t about to shy away from the challenge at this point.

Both of them kept up a heady pace, not letting up for a second. Soon Colt had taken Nez’s full length into his maw, bobbing up and down and sucking with a tight squeeze, still working his tongue all over to drive him wild. Nez was working hard to try to match him, slowly taking more and more of Colt into his mouth, the tip slowly working its way down his throat. He could feel his mouth stretching wider, a strain in his neck from the thickness of that shaft forcing him wider open than he’d ever been...it was rough, but the pleasure he was getting was effectively distracting him from any discomfort from it. He was enjoying the taste of Colt a lot, there was a deep flavor, slightly musky and oily, reminiscent of his scent after a long workout except more potent.

His fingers clenched tighter as he felt his cock throb suddenly - he was so engrossed that he hadn’t realized the onset of his orgasm, and before he could stop it he was going off into Colt’s mouth. The badger eagerly dove down on him, swallowing his offering with practiced ease, moaning subtly at the taste of the human. It was definitely he quickest he’d ever gone over, Colt was just that good...but he wasn’t about to leave him short. While his mind was flooded with euphoria, he gripped tight and forced the rest of Colt’s cock down his throat, gagging and convulsing a bit but holding himself firmly in place, swallowing hard around the rigid member to bring him over the edge.

It took a bit longer than he anticipated; the high of his climax faded off well before he reached his goal, leaving the ache to return much more strongly. His nose was pressed up against Colt’s furry sack, but he wasn’t able to inhale to get the full effect of his scent, his throat fully occupied by dick. But he kept at it, braving the growing wooziness in his head as he heard Colt start to pant and moan louder, until Nez heard a grunt and felt the cock pulse in his throat, spurting warm fluid down his passage. As quickly as he could, he pulled back, allowing air back into his lungs and drawing the spurting tip into his mouth to get the full taste of the badger’s seed. It was just as he’d imagined it, thick and heavy, the same taste he’d been getting but much more potent, with a bit of saltiness on top of it. He swallowed it down as fast as he could, finding it easier than he expected despite his sore throat.

“Ho, man...that was something…” Colt managed to get out as his shots began to wane, panting a bit from the experience. “I didn’t actually think you were gonna get me off...guys don’t usually get that far with oral on me.”

Nez finally extracted Colt from his mouth, swallowing the last of the seed that hadn’t dribbled out onto his face. “Well, now you tell me…” he croaked, sounding more than a bit hoarse.

“Heh, sorry, but I don’t want to say that too fast, otherwise they might not try. You did great, though, that felt awesome.”

“Thanks...so did you.”

The two of them laid on the bed for a few minutes, trying to give themselves a chance to catch their breaths and recharge. Colt eventually got up and got Nez a bottle of water, which helped soothe the human’s throat after the over-the-top experience. Most of the rest of the time was passed by Nez starting at Colt’s body, enjoying the contours of his muscles and the sight of his cock, still standing tall and proud after the oral treatment. It wasn’t done being used yet, and he knew the next part would make him sore as well, but it would be more that worth it.

Finally, Colt shifted and looked over at him with a grin. “Whaddaya think? Up for round 2?”

“You couldn’t stop me.” Nez rolled over onto his stomach and raised his ass in the air invitingly. “So don’t keep me waiting, you badger stud.”

“Hah, maybe I should, with how long you kept me waiting!” But it was clear Colt wasn’t about to follow through on that, as he shifted to his knees and propped himself up behind Nez, poking his cock at the human’s ass. “Though I can wait a bit longer if you want me to don a rubber…”

“Fuck that, man. Haven’t made a guy wear one yet, won’t start now even if you are the village bicycle. Besides, it’d make all that lubing you up with my mouth irrelevant.”

“Oh, is that what that was? Well, then, I’ll put it to good use right away.” With another chuckle, Colt pushed into Nez’s ass, slowly spreading him wide and wider, gently stretching him around his shaft. Nez clutched the covers as his rear was distended beyond its previous record, a bit of discomfort creeping in as he passed that limit, but the twinges of pleasure familiar to the act were already starting to creep in and offset that.

“Oh, yeaaaah...that feels good, nice and tight…” Colt breathed, reveling in the tightness around his dick. He always loved that feeling, and Nez was providing it better than anyone since the last human he’d fucked. He was always cautious about taking it too fast with such a tight hole, but it was tough to hold back from going full-bore when it felt this good. He held himself rigid, trying to avoid overdoing it until he was sure Nez was ready.

Nez appreciated the slow movements as his body adjusted to the badger’s size. The discomfort dimmed gradually as he felt his rear get used to the stretching, and some of Colt’s pre get him nice and wet inside, meaning he could move around more freely in there. The experimental thrusts also seemed to get Colt nice and familiar with his pleasure points, drawing harder moans out of Nez whenever that staff made contact with them. It wasn’t too long before he was fully relaxed and ready for the real ride. “Okay, Colt...give it to me!”

“With pleasure!” Colt lifted himself up, leaning over Nez and bracing himself over the human’s body, stretching out his legs and using them to draw himself out and drive in hard, his body smacking into Nez’s rear with a muffled thump. Nez gasped out as pleasure shot through him hard, making his back arch and dick jump to attention, a squirt of pre plopping onto the bed. He barely had time to register it before Colt had thrust in again, new pleasure building on the old and making him cry out joyfully. Now THIS was more like it, he was feeling his body light up with adrenaline, spurred on by the fierce rutting. He pushed back into Colt as much as he could, mostly kept still by the presence of the muscled body above him but able to shove back just enough to make it feel even better.

Now in rhythm, Colt felt essentially unstoppable. All his experience and his athleticism served him well in lasting a long time in sex, and he wasn’t about to disappoint here; he kept driving away, taking Nez like his life depended on it, pouring months of desire into a chaotic romp that was easily a match for the best he’d ever had. Through the haze of pleasure, Nez couldn’t help but be impressed, Colt was by far the most energetic he’d had, others had screwed him hard before but never lasted for very long, usually having to work to get him off at the end. Colt would probably outlast him, and he’d love to feel that.

Minutes ticked by, the slow buildup of pleasure churning to a boil in each of them. Having just come off of one peak, it took longer than ever to get to the next one, but the relentless pounding kept them pushing closer and closer, until both of them were panting hard from the exertion and the lust combined. Just when Nez thought he couldn’t take it anymore, he felt the dam break, and his cock shoot out his second load of the evening, still a healthy bit of cum left in him after the recent blowjob, enough to leave a decent stain on the covers underneath him.

It didn’t compare to Colt’s through. With a deep snarl, the badger drove in one last time and Nez felt a throb within his rear as the his bowels were soaked with Colt’s release. The warm fluid felt perfect inside him, making him moan breathlessly as he rode out the waning moments of his own climax. A moment later Colt’s weight bore down on him, the feeling of his fur and muscles against his back lulling Nez into a sense of peace and security. Slowly his body slumped down until it was laying flat on the bed, Colt laying on top of him, the pumps of his cum tapering off and ceasing entirely, leaving him with a satisfying fullness within.

The two of them laid there quietly for a little while, panting almost in time with each other, tranquility coming over the two as they relished the afterglow. Eventually, Colt was the one to break the silence. “Damn...I hope that was as good for you as it was for me.”

“Even...better, I think,” Nez replied. “That’s what I’ve been missing out on all this time, huh? If only I’d known…”

“Heh, better late than never. And we’ve got plenty of time to make up for that...if you’re interested, of course.”

“If? Heh...I don’t think there’s any question now.”

“Awesome! I was hoping you’d say that...I think you and I are gonna have a lot of fun!” Colt finally pulled out of Nez with a wet slurp, letting a stream of his semen dribble out of the used hole. “Well...you wanna play a game or something?”

“How...do you still have the energy for something like that?” Nez said, half impressed and half incredulous. “I’m gonna have to work hard to keep up with you’ aren’t I?”

The bodger just chuckled. “I’ll help you keep pace, don’t you worry! But it’s not even 10 yet, so we could spend some time doing something else, and see if we can’t recover enough for a third go in a couple hours! Should be possible - we’re young and virile, right?”

With a groan that was only half-serious, Nez pulled himself to a sitting position. It was always hard to keep up with Colt, but this was going to be a new way to be left behind...but now that didn’t sound so bad. “All right, I’m game, just so long as I don’t have to get dressed. What’cha got?”