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Asriel Dreemurr shied away from the loud music tonight. Ordinarily he liked it, but his mood was - to use a word none of his buddies would know - melancholy. He had taken to the frat life like a skeleton takes to cooking lessons, usually a friendly and gregarious person, and an ace at everything he attempted, including the whole social game. Tonight, however, the beer brought to his mind a long-lost friend - a human he worried he might never see again.

It was Terrence who noticed Asriel's absence first. Terrence, his best friend, a bit of a party animal but a nice enough guy with a well-known gay streak. Being a rather short lizard-like creature without arms to interrupt his slender torso, Terrence often found himself at the mercy of whoever he managed to talk into sex when it came to getting off.

The armless monster peeked into the back room of the computer lab. He saw, alongside the humming servers, the fuzzy and goatlike Asriel sipping his beer in the shadow. Asriel glanced toward the direction of Terrence's footfalls. He heard the claw taps better than the steps.

"Hey, hey dude," Asriel murmured, his tone one of uncharacteristic embarrassment. "How come you're not out partying?"

"I could ask you the same thing, bro," Terrence said. "What's wrong?" He sat down beside Asriel heavily; he had no arms to catch his fall with. He tended to look on the bright side and he often acknowledged that living without arms had given him powerful and shapely legs. Quietly, he asked, "Thinking about that human again?"

"Yeah." Asriel sighed, sipped his beer, leaned back against the server. He liked its warm metal flank.

Terrence was quietly awed by Asriel's appearance even framed in shadow. He was tall, athletic, handsome and had a large penis, assuming the rumors were anything to go by. Usually they were.

"You love him or something?"

Asriel blushed. "Shut up," he laughed. "It's [i]noneya."[/i]

"Yeah, I know, noneya business," Terrence tiredly said. He was familiar with all the dad jokes Asriel sometimes uttered. "Come o-o-on," he prodded, "you can tell me."

The goat monster grinned back. "I'll tell you when you can jerk your own dick off."

Terrence leaned back, appearing offended, but he began to smile. Bending a foot inward, he pressed his toes into his groin and began rubbing himself. "What, you think I can't jerk myself off? My thigh just hurts like a bitch afterward."

The goat monster laughed. "Oh, fine, whatever. Yeah. I guess I love him. You happy?"

"Totally," Terrence said. "You wanna," he glanced surreptitiously around, "suck his dick?"

Asriel's blush went into overdrive, making him feel like he had heaters in his cheeks. He finished off his beer and set the plastic cup aside. "Actually, uh," he rubbed one of his long ears the way someone with hair would smooth their locks back, "other way around. Like this one dream I had."

"Oh yeah? You want to be sucked off, huh?" Terrence asked. His grin was tremendous. Close to Asriel's face, he confided, "Ya know, Azzy, I may not have arms, but I do have a mouth."

"You sure do. It spouts a lot of bull," Asriel snickered. He leaned back and sighed. Without a word more on the subject, he pulled down his gym shorts.

Asriel started on his jockstrap. Terrence smooched his cheek, said, "Nah man, leave that on. Lemme pull it off with my teeth."

"Freak," Asriel chuckled.

"Yeah, and it ain't just because I don't have arms, huh?" He waggled his limbless torso for effect, and then he leaned in low. By necessity, he had incredible strength in his torso; Terrence could bend with remarkable flexibility and hold almost any posture. He dipped low now and nuzzled into the crotch of Asriel's jockstrap. Its fabric was blue, its pouch considerably bellied by the goat's flaccid penis.

"Damn, dude, you're pretty hung," Terrence whispered.

"I'm pretty big, yeah," Asriel admitted, touching the back of the armless monster's head. He felt gently over the crest-like row of spines which frilled Terrence's skull.

Terrence bit into the fabric and tugged it like a dog holding onto the ankle of an intruder's pants. Asriel's penis, unerect but plump, flopped free like a sleepy cobra. "Holy shit, [i]score,"[/i] Terrence laughed. "You're huge."

The goat shrugged it off. "I guess I am."

"Don't be so modest, man," effused Terrence. "This is one big dick." He licked it from tip to base then back again. Even better was its foreskin; Terrence liked dicks intact. He'd been with a few humans who had theirs cut. What an awful thing to do to a cock, he thought. "Dude, if I get you warmed up, you wanna fuck me? Like in the ass?"

Asriel's cheeks warmed again. He grinned shyly. "What, really? Right here?" His eyes flitted to the door. "What if someone comes in?"

"What if someone comes in when I'm sucking you off?" Terrence shrugged his nonexistent shoulders. "Who cares, man? Bet you'd love to fuck that human."

The goat started to smirk but forced himself to frown. His eyes were still grinning when he told Terrence, "Shut up, dude."

"Maybe if ya put something in my mouth, I'd shut up," said Terrence, and then he winked. Again he lapped over Asriel's cock and came back to the tip. Just beginning to stiffen, it stood up slightly on its own. The armless monster prodded into the pucker of the foreskin with his tongue, touched the glans of Asriel's penis with it. Carefully he worked his tongue beneath the foreskin, bulging it somewhat.

Asriel shivered. "Damn, dude," he quietly marveled. "You're good at that..."

Terrence smiled. [i]Practice a lot,[/i] he thought, not wanting to pull his tongue out. He gazed up at the goat while he swirled his tongue around within the foreskin. The taste inside made him hard quickly but the smell was even better. With Asriel's erection almost at its full glory, Terrence opened up his maw and gulped down the meat. His tongue jabbed deeper under the foreskin, prompting a moan from Asriel, and then he pulled it back. His mouth suckled the forward inches of Asriel's plump cock.

"Yeah, that's the stuff," Asriel cooed, closing his eyes, thinking of his beloved human - thinking of the dream he'd had which caused him to wake up sticky with cum. He felt over Terrence's head, feeling the smooth parts and avoiding the spines. "Shit, dude," he huffed. "Go lower, if you can."

The armless lizard could do that. "Mmhmm," he affirmed as he pushed his way down, helping himself to more and more goat monster meat. It pushed into the back of his mouth, rubbed against his throat. Terrence was good but he couldn't swallow a dick. It was something he planned to work on, but not now; he wanted it in his ass.

Terrence's indulgent suckles and gulps were noisy in the server room but quiet compared to the party. Asriel felt over the other monster's head in both fuzzy hands, quite liking the smooth hide but imagining that the human's hair would be better.

Terrence twisted his head, slobbering with his tongue and corkscrewing it on Asriel's cock one way then another, always mixing up the way he slurped and sucked. All the textures in his mouth were put to use, no expense spared for Asriel Dreemurr, the one guy Terrence had been hoping to fuck since the day they met. Terrence's cock throbbed against his shorts. Standing up and with the proper accessibility apparatus on the wall, Terrence could disrobe himself. Right here he was at the mercy of Asriel. The idea was arousing.

Asriel bit his lip and cooed, unaware of Terrence's plight. His eyes rolled back, closed tight. "Shi-i-it, dude, you're a champ at this... you're gonna make me cum, you keep that up."

That was Terrence's cue to switch it up again. Swallowing a fat load, especially one from out of Asriel's fuzzy white balls was an appealing thought. The armless monster was an unabashed anal fiend, of course. He pulled back slowly, savoring Asriel's cock to the very last. He touched the foreskin with his lips, gave it a soft mouthing, then planted a kiss on the glans. "Azzy, man, you got an awesome cock. You wanna stick it in me?"

"Yeah, yeah man, sure," the goat huffed, wondering if the human - if Frisk - would let him stick it in too. "You, uh-, you need help with-?"

"Yes," Terrence said, hopping to his feet. "Just do it, man, undress me. Hurry up, feels like my dick's gonna tear a hole in my shorts!"

Asriel chuckled. As he grappled with Terrence's fly, Asriel's cock dribbled precum onto the floor, leaving quite a large sticky spot on the scuffed tiles. "You want me to wear a rubber?"

"Dude, bareback or nothing," Terrence scoffed. He wriggled his hips to help Asriel tug his shorts down. His own cock, stiff and uncircumcised with a smooth scrotum beneath, flopped thankfully free into the air. He sighed, said, "Damn, that feels better. Thanks."

The goat drew his tongue across his lips. Mostly a dominant kind of guy, he did enjoy the look of a cock - and occasionally the taste of one. "You want me to warm you up some, dude?" he asked, wrapping a fuzzy hand around the armless monster's shaft. It was smaller than his own by a few inches but still respectably thick. Asriel liked it.

"Mm, nah man, maybe some other time," the lizard murmured. He pulled back, freed his cock from Asriel's gentle grip. He turned around, dropped to his knees, then what would have been his elbows. He braked his fall with his upper body strength and put his cheek against the floor. "C'mon dude, fuck me!" he said, wriggling his round, yellow bottom. "There's lube in my pocket, man, go for it!"

"You carry lube in your pocket?" Asriel laughed. He reached into the shorts pooled around Terrence's ankles - and there it was, a small bottle of clear, odorless lube. [i]Monster Grease[/i] was the brand. "What the hell do you keep this on you for?" he asked as he smeared the stuff on his cock, adding to the slobber Terrence had laid down.

The armless monster snorted. "For [i]this,[/i] duh. Don't worry about lubing me, just get it on that big dick of yours ni-i-ice and thick, man. And then go for it! Fuck me like I'm your human."

"Shut up," Asriel groaned. "I never should've told you."

The goat monster pressed up to Terrence's behind and bumped his dripping cock to the lizard's upturned ass. He greedily squeezed both cheeks as he pushed his meat into their hot crevice. "Nice ass," he said softly.

"You bet it is," Terrence huffed. Asriel's cock, naked and slick, kissed against his pink anus. He shivered when he said, "All right, dude. Gimme that big dick."

Asriel held onto his slick cock and braced it on its way inside. Terrence's anus spread easily, the pucker well-trained and even a bit puffy because of it. Asriel huffed, closed his eyes, and thought of Frisk. His fuzzy hands slid over Terrence's round bottom and it was all too easy to imagine the pale, soft skin of the human he loved so much in place of the lizard's vibrant orange hide.

"Ooh, ga-a-awd," Terrence crooned, his grin wide and a little bit dopey. His eyelids hung partway down like half-drawn window shades. [i]"Shit,[/i] dude," he whimpered, "you got such an awesome dick. That feels amazing."

"Thanks," Asriel muttered, brought out of his fantasy by Terrence's words. He looked over the armless monster's back, began to stroke over more of his soft hide. His hips bumped the round cheeks of the monster's ass, prompting him to say, "Your ass is so fine, dude. All round and soft."

"Tight, too," Terrence said pridefully. "I bet I got the best ass you ever fucked." He wriggled his hips and quite purposefully clenched his asshole down, squeezing Asriel's meat with his walls. The pressure against his anal flesh made him shudder, then chuckle. "Mm, god, I love being fucked in the ass."

Asriel snickered. "You're a total slut. Yeah." With hands on Terrence's hips, Asriel started to move. A slow pull back and then he bucked in hard, made his cock vanish into the lizard's asshole again.

Terrence crooned, his toes curling. "Mm, yeah! Like that, dude, nail me! [i]Nail[/i] me!" His cock dribbled precum onto the floor, the liquid spreading across the tile; another mess for the janitor. "Rail me, man, fucking [i]fuck[/i] me already."

As he bumped his hips into Terrence's wide ass, Asriel quietly said, "Someone's gonna hear us if you keep that up, you idiot."

A little buzzed and insatiably horny, Terrence cackled and called out, "Dude, who cares? If they can hear me over that music, let 'em come watch!"

The goatlike monster huffed. He blushed at the idea of being watched. That was hot in a way - but only with Terrence, the school bicycle. With Frisk he pictured solitude and silence, just gentle lovemaking all on their own. He shuddered, pressed deep into Terrence's well-worn fuckhole again. The armless monster's anal walls squeezed him, milked him. "God," Asriel whispered. His soft voice was inaudible over the din of the adjacent party. "Mm, god."

"Yeah dude, yeah," Terrence huffed, nuzzling into the floor and squirming like he had an itch on his face. "Fuck my big gay ass, bro." He pushed back as much as he could. It was difficult; he had to push with his face, of all things, but he was used to doing it. Carpeting usually made it easier, although rug burns on the face tended to kill the mood. "C'mon, Azzy, you can go harder than that," he encouraged the goat.

Asriel draped himself over Terrence's slumped form. It was impossible to keep thinking about Frisk with Terrence yammering about how much he liked having his ass fucked. He blew his hot breath across the armless monster's neck and quickened his thrusts both for himself and for Terrence - and for the thought of the human.

"Ooh - yeah, yeah bro, like that," Terrence puffed, his expression dumb and gratified. His plump cock dripped its natural and musky lubrication on the floor, shaft throbbing and twitching. Terrence was used to not being able to jerk off practically. As a result of his relative lack of masturbation, he never minded waiting to get his rocks off. Sometimes, when the guy fucking him was big enough (rare) or just that good (rarer still), he had hands-free orgasms; Asriel was neither of those things, just a decent fuck in general. Terrence just drooled his precum on the floor and enjoyed the sex.

"Quiet down, dude," Asriel groused, speaking between his soft huffs. He wasn't thinking about the party. His hips hit Terrence's bubble butt, caused its chubby hide to wobble and bounce every time. A nice round butt was something Terrence shared with Frisk, although Asriel could only guess at how Frisk really looked naked. The shape had been fairly clear through his clothes. Imagining those round, somewhat pale cheeks now in place of Terrence's drew Asriel back into the fantasy. He closed his eyes and sweetly cooed as he fucked the armless monster, who had become Frisk again.

Had Asriel not been so deep in his fantasy, he would have marveled at Terrence's obedience. The armless monster was silent save for his soft, rather cute moans and coos. These Asriel easily imagined as coming from Frisk, the wordless but certainly not soundless human. Asriel nuzzled into the base of the other monster's skull, kissed the tender hide there and cooed, "Gawd. Gawd, I'm gonna cum."

Taking it as his cue to speak again, Terrence said softly, "Cool, man, cum inside me. You're so fucking good at this. Thanks, dude."

"Yeah, mhm," Asriel agreed, blushing. He let the fantasy go for good; he was with Terrence and nothing would change that. His fuzzy arms wrapped around the armless monster, squeezing him in something between a lustful, possessive grip and a cuddle. "Ooh, shit, dude," the goat grunted, plugging his cock deep into Terrence fast and firm, nailing the writhing, armless monster almost viciously.

"Fuck, Azzy, harder! Harder, dude!" Terrence bleated, his grin huge, eyes rolled back and shut tight. Asriel's hips smashed into his wide ass again. The sound was like a gloved smack - the spanking clap of Asriel's fuzzy hips on Terrence's round, smooth ass. "Ooh, my ga-a-awd," Terrence mewled, beginning to grimace, thinking as the goat nailed him [i]so fucking close, so fucking close to a hands-free.[/i]

The goat was grimacing too, teeth bared and clenched in an expression almost savage. His balls swung like a big white pendulum. His thrusts were shortening, the rhythm growing more bestial as his climax approached. Finally he started to bray with pleasure, gasping for air, pounding the armless monster viciously but slowly. Fat strands of semen spurted into Terrence, the fertile muck webbing his anal walls, warming his innards and satisfying him just short of having his own orgasm.

"Oh fuck, Azzy, dude," Terrence crooned, and then laughed, almost giggled with the pleasure. "Oh [i]fuck,[/i] dude, you nut like a beast." And Asriel was still fucking him but slowing down, almost to a crawl. His cock was sensitive, soon oversensitive, and he pushed into Terrence a final time with a grunt and a gasp like a steam engine blowing off its pressure.

Terrence lay placid for a moment, allowing Asriel his afterglow. Within a few seconds he said urgently, "Get me off, dude, come on. Jerk me or something, just help me nut too." He bucked against Asriel, using his face for the leverage. "C'mon, dude!"

"Yeah, sorry, sorry," Asriel said breathlessly, sounding to Terrence like he was a little bit embarrassed. Asriel withdrew his cock from Terrence, its length already mostly flaccid. Cum dripped from the armless monster's gaped anus like cream from an overstuffed pastry. He nudged Terrence's hip and the monster rolled onto his side, then his back. The semen rolled out of him and pooled on the tile below.

Asriel leaned over Terrence and eyed the monster's penis. Its thick, uncircumcised flesh enticed him even so soon after his climax. He grabbed it, began to tug and twist and grope. His other hand played with the armless monster's balls; he imagined they didn't see much love.

"Yeah, yeah dude," Terrence cooed, smiling wide, closing his eyes again. "Aw, yeah," he added in a whisper, the gratification so thick in his voice that Asriel blushed and smiled.

The goat tugged Terrence's foreskin back and dragged his tongue across the glans. Precum spurted onto his tongue, tainting his taste buds with its bitter, somewhat metallic flavor. Asriel winced slightly at the taste before he engulfed Terrence, gulping down the throbbing monster meat all the way to the bottom.

Terrence gasped, moaned. He bucked slightly and groaned to the sucking goat, "Oh, fuck, dude - a beej too? You musta really loved my ass..."

Asriel's cheeks were red as he bobbed and gulped. Giving blowjobs was fairly uncommon for him but he had gotten enough of them to know what [i]wasn't[/i] good. And all the while he palmed Terrence's balls, sometimes even felt under him and slid a finger past the rim of his anus. Already it had snugged back up, though its rim was puffy to a vulgar degree.

"Ooh-, ooh, du-u-ude," Terrence whimpered, short body writhing and huffing. He loved having his ass pounded more than anything; having a finger in his ass after the fact while Asriel Dreemurr slobbered on his knob? That was next-level stuff. He groaned to his goatlike friend, "Dude, [i]fuck[/i] dude, I'm gonna cum. You gonna-? You gonna swallow?" Terrence panted the last few words, his composure evaporating. The cool, cocky buttslut was gone for just one candid moment; Terrence grunted and gasped and squirmed all over the tile. His big orange butt smeared around the wasted semen like paint. "Oh, my god," he burbled as he came, shooting his fat wad into the goat's gulping maw.

Thick and hot ropes coated Asriel's tongue in a salty, somewhat coppery flavor. The goat's cheeks burned a bright red and he gulped down the slop, not really meaning to, but he had never thought about whether he'd spit or not; Terrence was the first guy he'd ever managed to suck to completion. The swallowing just happened but he found out that he liked it. Spitting, he thought as he gulped down the armless monster's cum, might have come across as rude.

Asriel straightened out, his lips sticky and Terrence's flavor thick in his mouth. He sat back on his ass and gazed at the armless monster who lay panting, exhausted but moaning. Semen, or at least a thin dribble of it, ran from Terrence's cock onto his pelvis.

"Fuck, dude, I wasn't expecting a beej. Just a handy. Thanks, man."

The goat wiped his lips on the back of his arm. Frisk was free of his mind for the time being. He thought about moving in close and maybe cuddling Terrence. Terrence, he decided, didn't seem like the kind of guy to enjoy a cuddle after a lay.

"Not a problem. I mean, thank you, dude," Asriel chuckled. "For the ass."

Terrence tried to throw his weight to sit up. After failing twice he grunted, sighed, and settled for lying on his back. "Yeah. Hey, anytime you want some more, man..."

[i]Anytime at all,[/i] thought Asriel, a playful smile taking up residence on his face. He'd have to test that offer. Something told him Terrence meant it.