EXPLICIT - Weekend With Rozz

Weekends are always needed. Whether it’s to unwind or to get things done that you need to get done, that’s what they’re there for. For some, it’s the time to try and reconnect with old friends. For some, it’s simply a time to seclude yourself and decompress from the stress and tiredness of the week. Though, for a pair of misfits, the weekend is more for planning and getting together instead of keeping to one’s self. Case in point, a certain deer is clutching his phone like it could save his life. He stares at the words on his screen for a moment or two - Want to do something this weekend?
	“C-Come on… respond, Rozz.” He mumbles into his hoodie sleeve for a moment or two, his mind racing through every single possibility that might be running through his head.
	DING~!
	His eyes are brought back into focus by the sound of his phone going off, the notification on the top of his screen showing the words “New Message - Rozz” before disappearing under the touch of his thumb.
	“hey pine! this weekend could be good. where do you want to meet? what do you wanna do?” The deer’s face lights up with a bright smile at the sight of those words. In a flash, he’s swiping his thumbs across the screen, each press causing a new letter to pop up from his keyboard.
	“Up to you. What sounds good?” And like that, he presses the bright blue “send” button on the bottom of his phone’s keyboard, the message itself pushing itself up from the bottom of his screen, and below the last message he had just gotten a moment or two prior. This time, though, the sight of a small speech bubble with three pulsing dots inside it meet the deer’s vision, soon being replaced with another message.
	“nothing much! just getting home after going grocery shopping. you need anything? i can make some really good nachos, if you want some!” The deer smiles for a moment or two at the sight of that message. He quickly types back a message.
	“How about a game night?” Send. After a moment or two, the deer quietly places his phone onto his lap before letting out a sigh. Yeah, that could do it. He could do something like that for him, if anything. A moment later, his phone lets out a chime once again, alerting him to a new message. After a quick swipe, his phone opens up to that message in question.
	“roomie is here for the weekend. will that complicate things or do you wanna get really freaky? >:3”
	The deer lets out a small chuckle at the sight of that message. Emojis were always his thing, weren’t they? With a small smirk on his face, he quickly responds.
	“Well… do you wanna?” Send.
	“boi, get your soft rump over here or i’m gonna take you down a notch! >:3”
	“Fine, fine, I can do that. But it’s gotta be a ‘game night’, or else no one’s gonna buy it.”
	“that’s fine! i have that new hero-fighter that came out last week, so we can try and mess around on that, can’t we?” The deer smiles for a moment or two at the sound of that… yeah, he could do something with that, couldn’t he? He nods… Yeah, that could work.
	“Sounds good, then. You want me to bring anything, or are you good in terms of stuff?”
	“if you wanna bring snacks, do it! i could always share with you, if you want, piney!”
	“What time?”
	“boi, just come over whenever. we can do things as soon as you get here, if you want!”
	“How about in an hour? Is that good?”
	“sure thing! just make sure to bring that nice butt of yours and we’ll be good. >:3” And like that, the deer’s eyes widen a bit at the sight of that message… Not unexpected, but still out of nowhere, if anything. Not like he was complaining, though, right?
	“Deal.” And like that, he quickly presses a button on the side of his phone, causing the screen to go dark before putting it into his pocket. Now he just needed to get a few things to bring over. After all, he didn’t want to be rude, did he? He chuckles at that thought.
	“Heh… well, at least he’s going to be alright with me being me.” And like that, he lets out a sigh before heading towards his kitchen. After all… nothing wrong with bringing something to snack on, right? Now, where was that dip he bought the other day…?


	KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

	It had been at least an hour since the last text message had made its way from the deer’s phone. At the moment, he’s got a small plastic bag with another bag inside it - tortilla chips, from the look of things. Not only that, but he’s got a small jar of bright yellow… something-or-other right next to it. For a moment, he lets out a sigh before bringing his hand up to knock on the door once again.

	KNOCK KNOCK-
	“I’m here, I’m- ah!” The door opens to reveal a rather lithe-looking otter with nearly-platinum blonde fuzz across his body, a smile pressed on his face. “Well, look at you! Still looking a bit, uh… pudgy from last time, huh?” The otter smiles at that point, the tell tale glow of a blush starting to form on his cheeks. The deer quickly straightens himself, rubs the back of his neck with his free hand, and averts his gaze after a second. A blush of his own was starting to glow its way onto his cheeks, as well.
	“I-I-I mean… you certainly know how to work on it, don’t you?”
	“Well, can you blame me, Piney? Hehe!” The otter quickly moves to the side of that doorway, giving the deer enough room to pass his way in. “Come on in, the waiter- er, water’s fine!” The deer gives a small chuckle to himself before quickly making his way through that door. Once he’s in, the otter closes that slab of wood, and turns back into that abode.
	“LEO, I HAVE A FRIEND OVER, ACT RIGHT!” The otter cups his hands around his mouth, and yells out into the room. A moment later, the sound of a deeper voice comes back from one of the back rooms.
	“I’LL ACT RIGHT IF THEY ACT RIGHT, DAMN IT!” The otter simply chuckles a bit at the sound of that.
	“WELL, HE’LL ACT RIGHT IF YOU ACT RIGHT, YOU FUCKER!” And like that, the otter turns towards the deer. “Come on, let’s head in. Did you bring a controller? If not, I can let you borrow one of mine.” The otter quickly gives the deer a wink before heading through those halls. The deer, however, simply stands there, looking like he had just been told that the world is a triangle - with the “wait, what?” face that comes along with that thought. Nevertheless, he quickly follows behind the otter, and heads through those small halls alongside him.
	“Well, welcome to Casa De Rozz y Leo! Sorry for the mess; honestly forgot that you were coming over for a little bit. Hope you don’t mind, though!” And like that, the otter quickly makes his way into the room, making sure to walk around the small love seat off to the side, and planting his rump onto the red carpet in the middle of the room. A second later, he scoots himself off to the right, and pats the spot next to him with a smile. The deer simply stands there for a moment or two before speaking…
	“U-Uh… I brought some chips and queso, if you want some.” He holds up the small plastic bag at that point, the distinct crinkle of that synthetic material making itself known.
	“Oh, you can just put it on the table there for the time being. I’ll get some of that in a bit. For now, I want you to get yourself comfy, yeah? Mi casa es su casa, after all!” The otter lets out a small chuckle at that point. The deer, though, makes his way to the aforementioned table. After quietly putting down those chips and sauce, he makes his way over to the otter, and takes a seat on that rug.

	Click click

“Ngh… that hurt a little.” The deer quickly brings a hand to one of his knees, giving it a small rub before speaking again. “A-Anyway, thank you for letting me in. I appreciate this, you know? Letting me come over and all, I mean.”
“Oh, don’t you worry about that, Piney! I’m just glad you’re doing okay! ‘Sides, I think we’re gonna have a good time tonight, you know?” And like that, the otter quickly leans over and places a hand onto the deer’s free leg, a wry smile planted right on his face. “Oh, yeah, Piney… We’re gonna have a great time.” Almost immediately, the deer’s face flushes beet-red.
“Eeeehehehehehe… let’s uh… let’s save that for later, don’t you think, Rozz?” The deer looks off towards the side… There was no way he could look him in the face right now, not with the blush he was sporting. The otter simply raises a brow at the sound of that, and shrugs his shoulders.
“Whatever you say, Piney. We’re gonna have a lot of fun tonight, I think!” And like that, the otter simply leans his head onto the deer’s shoulder, and lets out a sigh…
“HEY ROZZ, WHERE ARE THE HECKING POTAT-oh, you’re right there. Rozz, where are the potato chip bag clips?” Just then, a rather large tiger with long dark hair makes his way into the room from the hallway, a half-eaten bag of potato chips in hand. The otter simply rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh before sitting himself up.
“Leo, you know where they are, right? Top of the fridge, on the left side.” The tiger, though, simply lets out a sigh, and makes his way around the small couch before sitting on one of those cushions.
“Yeah, yeah. Who’s your friend?” At that point, the deer simply smiles, and gives the tiger a small wave.
“U-uh… Hi, I’m Pine. Uh… Rozz and I go way back. H-Hope you don’t mind me visiting and stuff, uh… Leo, was it?” The deer tilts his head for a moment or two before the tiger speaks again, his digits idly making their way into the now-opened bag in his hand.
“Yeah, uh… you doin’ anything later, or are you and Rozz just gonna hang out for a while?” As if on cue, the otter stands up from his spot on the floor, and puffs out his cheeks.
“Leo, you keep your hands off of him, you hear me? He’s my friend, not your fuck-toy, you hear me?” The tiger, at that point, simply shrugs and pulls out a single potato chip from that bag before popping into his mouth with a muffled crunching sound. “Besides, don’t you have something to do tonight? I thought you were going bowling!”
“U-Um… Rozz, is everythin-”
“Pine, honey, don’t worry about that. Leo was gonna go turn on the heat, because it’s starting to get cold in here.” And like that, the otter glares at the tiger with a stare that could kill someone from a hundred yards away. The tiger simply shrugs his shoulders, rolls up the top of the bag, and stands up from his seat.
“Fine, fine. I get the hint - I’m not wanted right now. At least… leave him some room for me to have some fun after you fill ‘em up, would you?” And like that, the tiger starts to make his way out from the room. The otter simply sticks out his tongue before the tiger can leave before letting out a sigh and taking a seat next to the deer.
“Sorry about that, Piney… He wanted to pay the rent a while back, and I gotta let ‘em stay here until he can’t pay anymore. We’ll leave him be, right?”
“E-E-Er… yeah, yeah, uh… Things are good, no worries, I think.” And like that, the deer rubs one of his cheeks before letting out a sigh of his own. “A-Anyway, uh… you got that new hero-fighting game, right?” The otter simply smiles before crawling forward and grabbing a plastic case.
“Yuuuuup~! Heroes of Ultima Seven! Got it the other day and I’ve been waiting until the Net Code is good enough to enjoy it. You wanna bead- er, beat each other up?” And like that, the otter grabs the side of that plastic case, and pulls it apart, revealing a small disk held on by plastic around the center. After pressing in the little button-holder in the center, he pops the disk out from its case. After closing and tossing that case off to the side for the time being, he quickly presses the side of that disk against a small slot on the side of a rather oblong-looking box under the far television set.
	A small blue light flickers to life on the front, and a moment later the television turns itself on, displaying a small plus-sign shape before the words “Plus-Station” flash underneath it. The sight of that picture is quickly replaced by the sound of fists bashing against a punching bag before the words “Heroes of Ultima VII” fade onto the screen. The otter quickly smiles and grabs a pair of small controllers from under the screen before holding one out towards the deer. After the deer takes it, the otter speaks again.
“Here! You know the controls, right? This one’s punch, this one’s kick, and there’s a few button combos for specials.” With each different action, he points to a button on that controller. After smiling and planting his rump right back onto the floor, he presses a button before a tile-filled list of characters fills the screen. “Who do you like? Who do you wanna play as?” The deer, at this point, is just sitting there looking somewhat bewildered.
“U-Uh… this one, I think.” And like that, he uses his controller to navigate his way to a character wearing a mask with three horns on either side of their face.
“Ooooh, Gouka, right? I heard he got some new story mode stuff this go around! I prefer Lysandra, myself, but you know how I get when I play as her.” And like that, the otter uses his own controller to move over to the portrait of a woman with blonde hair and an eyepatch. “Random stage okay, or do you care at all?” The otter looks to the deer for a moment or two, a small smile on his face. The deer simply sits there for a moment, shrugs his shoulders, and keeps his eyes towards the screen. A moment later, the screen flashes, showing the two characters that they both selected getting into a fighting stance. A voice rumbles its way into the air, the sound of static filling the space between words.

READY…? ENGAGE!

And like that, the deer and the otter start to press buttons on their controllers, causing a clacking sound to fill the immediate air. The otter sticks out his tongue every now and then when he’s pressing those buttons, each little “blep” soon accompanied by a smile on the otter’s part. The deer, though, has his own fair share of smiling, and before long, he raises his hands into the air just as the words “YOU WIN!” appear on the screen!
“Yes!”
	“Augh, come on! I didn’t know that Lysandra could tech off of trips!” The otter looks towards the deer at that point, his cheeks ballooned out with annoyance. The deer simply rubs the back of his head for the time being before pushing a few buttons on his controller.
“E-E-Ehe… beginner’s luck? How about a rematch? Best two out of three, or…?” At those words, the otter’s cheeks deflate before a smirk blooms across his face.
“Oh, you’re on, Piney.” And like that, the two of them turn back towards the screen, and the sounds of plastic clacking against plastic fill the air once again. For a while, things go well - sometimes the otter wins and throws his hands into the air, and other times the deer wins before pumping his fist against himself in victory. The two of them continue on for the time being, each earning their own number of wins and losses before…
	“WAIT, WHAT!?”
“Uh…? What just…?” The deer and the otter’s eyes both widen at the sight of the words that are flashing on screen - “DOUBLE KO”. The deer simply sits there in shock for the moment, while the otter has since gotten up from his seat.
“How the hell did we KO each other!? That shouldn’t even be possible! Ugh, I’m gonna go grab a drink. You want anything, Pine?” The otter looks to the deer for a moment, whose mouth is simply agape in awe at what he had just seen. The otter simply smirks, rolls his eyes, and starts to head towards the kitchen. Right as he walks onto the tile flooring, he puts his hands against his arms, and winces a bit at the feeling of the tile beneath his feet.
“Jeez… when did it get so cold? I could have sworn that Leo turn the hea-” And like that, the otter’s eyes lock with the sight of a thermostat on the wall, the glowing blue light on its screen showing the current temperature. It certainly looked right, but the room was certainly not as hot as what that piece of electronic temperature sensitivity told him… “...Great, heat’s out. I’ll have to call the landlord tomorrow.” The otter lets out a sigh before turning towards the door on the other side of the room.
“Might as well get the blankets for the time being.” He rubs one of his ears and starts through that doorway, and stepping into the hallway. There were a few picture frames hanging on the wall, as well as a small door off to the side with a knob protruding its way out from that flat surface. In no time, the otter makes his way there, grabs that knob, gives it a twist, and pulls the door open before reaching in and pressing a small button on the side of that small room’s wall. At once, a light fills the place, and gives the otter a good enough view for what he was looking for. A moment or two later, he smiles, and pulls out a pair of rather heavy-looking blankets, one in plaid with fluff on the inside, and another with cartoon ducks on them with another layer tied off against it.
“Hehe… there you are. Now, which one would Piney wa-... Oh. Oh, yeah, that could work, couldn’t it?” The otter smirks for a moment, and quickly drapes those blankets over one arm before pressing the button on the wall to turn the light off, and closing the door a moment later. Within seconds, he heads back around to the room that the deer was sitting in, and peeks around the corner.
“Hey, Piney? Uh… I just checked the thermostat, and apparently the heat’s out for tonight. Leo must have turned it on last night, blew everything out, and forgot about it.” The deer turns towards the otter in the doorway, and tilts his head.
“Uh oh… uh, do you need me to come back at a different time, or, uh… should we reschedule, or…?”
“Oh, nonsense! Don’t you dare worry a little antler off of your pretty little head. Besides, I have blankets!” And like that, the otter makes his way out with the blankets around one arm, the sight of them causing the deer to smile and let out a sigh of relief.
“Oh, good, good, uh… Yeah, that could work. Which one do you want, Rozz?” The entire time, the otter makes his way around the couch, and pulls open the plaid blanket before draping it over the deer’s shoulders, causing him to let out a sigh. “Dang… I didn’t even feel the cold; must have been too into it to notice.” The otter simply unfolds his own blanket, and drapes it over his own shoulders before speaking again.
“Yeah, honey! I didn’t feel it until I went to get something to drink. Aren’t we supposed to be having a snowstorm tonight?”
“Oh jeez, you’re right… Uh… you don’t mind too terribly if I stay here tonight, do you?” The otter lets out a small chuckle before speaking again.
“Oh, honey, of course! I can just make Leo sleep on the couch, anyway. Oh, uh… you mind if I try something really quick?” And like that, the otter stands in front of the deer, his blanket pulled close around his shoulders.
“Uh…?” Before the deer can say anything else, the otter turns around, and plops himself right against the deer’s lap, causing the deer to let out a small grunt from the sudden landing.
“Hehe… hope you don’t mind. Besides, people do this all the time! Sharing body heat is just something to work on, right? Hehe…” And like that, the otter sinks a bit into the deer’s body for a moment or two… In no time, the deer’s face is awash in a deep red blush.
“Uh… s...sure, sure. Uh… yeah… This can work for the time being. Ehehehe…” And like that, the deer simply looks away for the time being. The otter, however, was simply content with his current position on the deer’s lap, so he reaches over, grabs his controller, and pulls it close to himself.
“Well, you ready for round twenty-seven, Piney?” The otter turns his head for a moment or two to look at the deer, and smirks when he sees that blush on his face. “Hehe… I think this is gonna be fun, honey.” And like that, the otter pushes a few buttons to get to the option that says “Slay Again?”. After quickly pressing the “A” button to confirm his selection, the deer and the otter’s characters stand up from their “downed” position, and get into stances.

READY…? ENGAGE!

And like that, the deer and the otter are at it once again, each one of their button presses causing their characters to move, punch and kick, along with the occasional flop or throw being added into the mix. A moment or two passes while the two are at it before the otter simply smirks. A moment later, the feeling of the otter’s plump rump cheeks flexing and pressing against the deer’s lap causes the deer’s eyes to widen before turning to the otter. In no time, the feeling of something thick, warm, and twitching presses back against the otter’s cheeks, causing a blush of his own to appear on his cheeks.
“Oho~! Getting cheeky are you, Piney?”
“O-Only ‘cause you’re the one that started it!”
“Well, what can I say? I play… to… win!” And with one final press of a button, the otter’s character lands a wild punch to the deer’s character, causing a quick “KO” to flash onto the screen. The otter simply lets out a chuckle before turning to the deer. “Can you blame me, though, Piney?” And without another word, the otter plants a small kiss onto the deer’s cheek. The deer, however, is panting and shivering, though it’s most likely not from the chill around him. Judging from that large bulge pressing against his leg, he’s got something to think about for the time being. The otter simply lets out another chuckle before pressing his rump against the deer’s lap once again.
“Pineyyyyy… How about we go have some fun, ‘mkay?” With a small smile, and yet another smooch to the deer’s cheek, the otter stands up from the deers lap, and pulls him up by the blanket around his shoulders.
“W-Wait, wait, uh… isn’t your room mate still home, or…?”
“Fuck it! I could tell how much you want things to happen, and I know that Leo doesn’t care too much, so why don’t we go have some fun? C’moooon, Piney!” And with that, the otter pulls on the deer’s arm for a moment. The deer simply lets out a sigh, the blush on his cheeks burning like they were on fire.
“Oh.. f-fine, sure, uh… let’s just do this.” At the sound of that, the otter simply smiles and drags the deer out from around the couch, through the halls, and into a small bedroom at the end of one of the longer hallways. Within seconds, the deer and the otter are inside, and the otter is pressed up against the deer’s chest. He plants kiss after small kiss onto the deer’s face, soon his lips, and even his neck at times, and before long the deer is pressed into a seat on the blue-sheeted bed in the middle of the room.
In no time, the otter is tugging at the deer’s clothing.
“Piney, I don’t think you’ll need these. You mind helping me get rid of them? I’ll even make sure that they’re nice and folded for tomorrow, ‘mkay?” The otter chuckles for a moment or two, causing the deer’s blush to glow brighter and brighter, as well as causing the massive bulge within his pants to twitch and drip with need.
“Y-Yeah, uh… yeah.” And like that, the otter smiles, grabs the hem of the deer’s shirt, and pulls it up over his head before tossing it off to the side of the bed for the time being. After that, the otter leans in, smiles, and plants yet another kiss onto the deer’s cheek, but this time starts to make his way down from his cheek to his neck… down to his chest… down to his stomach… and soon down to his crotch.
“You ready to have a little fun, Piney?” The deer blinks for a moment, and rubs the back of his head before simply nodding. And like that, the otter deftly unbuttons the deer’s pants, and starts to tug them off of him. He tosses them near the deer’s shirt, and smiles at the sight of the deer’s throbbing member. “Well, look at that…! Still just as eager as the last time, if I’m measuring right!” And like that, the otter runs a hand along the length of the deer’s underside… “Ooooh, I think it’s gotten a little bit longer since last time! You been thinking about what we did last time at the gym?”
“Ehehehe… u-uh… well… I-I-I…. Kinda?” The deer reaches up and rubs his face for a moment or two. A second later, though, he jumps at the feeling of something soft and warm pressing against his chest. He blinks, and looks straight once again, and is greeted by the sight of the otter’s hand pressing him down more and more against the bed. “E-E-Ehehehe… U-Uh… Rozz?”
“Shush, Piney. I don’t wanna ruin this for either of us.” The otter smirks for a moment or two before reaching to his own waistband, and swiftly pushing his pants down to his ankles. After quickly stepping out of them, he presses his palm against his crotch, where his length slowly begins to harden… “Mmm… Yeah, I’m thinking that I wanna compare. You don’t mind, do you, Piney?” And like that, the otter kneels on top of his bed, and presses his length against the deer’s member. Almost immediately, the deer’s member twitches, causing a stream of clear pre-cum to dribble out the tip, and down the underside where it slips onto the otter’s member.
“R-Rozz, uh…!”
“What, Piney? See something you like, or do you wanna get going right now?” The otter simply chuckles to himself, and presses his hips forward, pressing both of their lengths together as best he can. With a free hand, he wraps his fingers around both the deer’s member and his own… “Oooh… I’m certainly not much when it comes to inches, but you? Oh, honey, I love how long this thing is!”
“I-I-I mean… I’m not that long.”
“Piney, bullshit you’re not! You’re practically twice as long as me! Though… I think I’ve got you beat in someplace else, hehe…” And like that, he tilts his hips up just enough to press his sagging orbs against the deer’s own nuts. The deer looks up from his spot on the bed, and tilts his head just enough to see what was going on, before jumping once again. This time, the otter has one hand on the deer’s orbs.
“C...Careful, sensitive.”
“Yes, yes, don’t you worry, Piney.” The otter smiles for a moment and rolls the deer’s orbs along his palm. “Huh… yeah, I’ve certainly got you beat for these, hehe! I’ve got both of yours in one hand, and only one of mine in the other!” At that point, the deer’s eyes widen before he tilts his head once again. Sure to the otter’s word, his own balls were practically dwarfed by the otter’s own blonde-colored orbs! Each one of those massive nuts could fill a palm, and they look rather swollen…
“W...Woah…”
“I know, right? I have to empty ‘em every so often, or else they just start hurting like crazy! I’m just glad that they make condoms strong enough to hold it all, you know?” The otter grins for a moment or two before lifting up his balls with one hand, and laying them right on top of the deer’s member. “That, and they’re practically almost always warm! Really helps during the winter when things go out.” And like that, he gives a sidelong glance towards the door for a split second.
“I-I mean… woah…” The deer simply sits there, mouth slightly agape at the comparison.
“Careful, now, Piney! You keep that thing open, I’m gonna fill it with the first thing that comes to mind! And you know what that’s going to be.” The otter simply smiles once again, and shifts himself forward so that he can straddle the deer’s hips. “Though, I’m kinda wanting to become a magician.”
“H-Huh? Magician?”
“Because I wanna make something disappear, Piney!” And like that, the otter reaches behind him, and grabs a hold of the deer’s member before pressing the tip against his back entrance. The deer’s eyes widen for a moment or two before the otter simply smiles, and starts to lower himself down onto the deer’s member. “Hnn… c’mon… gonna... ah!” And like that, the head of the deer’s peen slips its way into the otter’s rump! At the same time, the otter’s member twitches and splatters the deer’s face with a spurt of warm, clear pre-cum, causing him to close one eye and turn his face away for a moment.
“Ah, c-c-careful, Rozz!”
“Ehehe… sorry, Piney. You know how much I shoot!”
“Y-Yeah, but at least watch where you’re aiming? Please?”
“Right, right… uh, sorry about that, Piney. Now, you just relax and I’ll make you cum your brains out, you got that?” The otter’s cheeks blaze with a bright red blush for a moment or two before he smiles and starts to lower himself down onto the deer’s member. With each inch that makes its way into his plump rump, the otter lets out a small moan into the air. Nothing “loud”, but enough for the deer to know that he was having as much fun as he was providing.
“Hnn… nnh… hah… there we go…” Soon enough, though, the otter’s rump presses against the deer’s lap, causing the otter’s eyes to widen for a moment or two. “Huh? Oh, hilted already? Huh… well, either way, lemme get you off, and it’ll be my turn, okay?” The deer’s eyes widen at the sound of that, though he remains silent. For the time being, the otter lifts himself up off of the deer’s member before slamming himself back down as best he can! No need to hurt himself, though, so he makes sure to go as slow as he needs to.
“Hehe… hah… there’s… there’s the… the spot. Hnnn…!!” The otter simply smiles for the time being, his blond fur soon becoming somewhat matted from the fluids and pleasure he was starting to feel. Every so often, his member ends up splattering out another gout of pre-cum onto the deer’s chest, who at this point has taken to opening his mouth to catch those bits of natural lube as best he can. He licks his lips after a particularly messy one ends up going a bit wide, but other than that seems to be doing well in catching those jets of lube.
“Hehe… Piney, you gonna cum yet? I want you to fill me up and empty those tanks of yours, you got it?” The otter leans forward for a moment or two before suddenly grabbing the deer’s sides, and slamming down onto that member as quickly as he can! Over and over, the sounds of “pap pap pap pap pap” echo into the air, each one getting faster and faster as time goes on. The deer simply hangs on as best as he can for the ride, each pass causing jolts of pleasure to rocket up to his head like his cock was going to explode!
“Ah! Hahn…! Nhn… Rozz… g...gonna…!”
“PINEY, FILL ME, DAMN IT!” And like that, the otter slams down onto the deer one last time, causing the deer’s cock to slip in as deep as he can. All at once, the deer tenses up at the feeling of sheer ecstasy he was feeling. His member twitches, causing spurt after spurt of pearly white cum to splatter the otter’s insides. In no time, the deer throws his head back, and becomes nothing more than a shivering and shaking mess while he fills the otter’s gut. The otter, at this point, though, is trying his best to keep himself contained.
“Hnn… hnnnnnfffffffuck, Piney… You just don’t s-ah! S...Stop, do you…? Heh… I-I’ll… I’ll repay you in kind, don’t you worry… Just gotta… make you… feel… good, though!” He chuckles half-heartedly and keeps himself pressed against the deer’s crotch for the time being. Soon enough, the deer lets out a sigh as his member stops its twitching, and he flops his head onto the pillow behind him.
“Hah… hah… hah… d...did I win, Rozz?” The otter simply chuckles at that.
“Hehe… Piney, you sit tight, I’m gonna go and drain myself and clean myself up. Then, you’re gonna be as full as a tick, and you’re gonna love it, ‘mkay?” He chuckles once again, and slowly pulls himself off of the deer’s member, letting out a gasp as the head pops itself free from its warm embrace. Immediately, the otter clenches his cheeks to keep in as much of that pearly cum before placing one hand on his gut, and waddling out the door.
The deer lets out a sigh before his member flops on top of his stomach, and dribbles out a bit more of his searing hot seed. For a moment or two, his eyes flutter before he slowly drifts off. Though the feeling of something patting his cheek causes him to wake up a moment later.
“H-Huh…? Uh… how long was I out…?” He rubs his face for a moment or two before tilting his head up a bit. At once, he’s greeted by the sight of the otter, now less of a balloon than before, and with a member that looks like it could break glass at the slightest touch. “R...Rozz…?”
“Piney, do me a favor, and get on your hands and knees. I’m gonna fill you up and make you full.” The otter smirks for a moment or two before using his finger to give the deer a “turn around” gesture. The deer lays there for a moment or two, a confused look on his groggy face. “NOW, Pine.” A second later, the deer scrambles up as quickly as he can, and turns over onto his hands and knees, the bed cushions sinking in for the time being around his joints. As if on cue, the otter leans forward, and brings one knee up onto his bed.
“Ehehe… I, uh… I-I hope you’re having fun, Rozz.” The deer chuckles a bit with nervous energy… The thought of the last time that this happened runs through his head, as well as the memory of something sloshing within his own gut.
“Oh, Piney, you have no idea.” And like that, the otter lines his member up with the deer’s back entrance, and starts to push himself forward. “Just relax, and everything will be alright, Piney. Let Rozzy have a little bit of fun, ‘mkay?” And like that, the otter’s tip slips into the deer’s entrance, causing the deer to let out a gasp before pulling a pillow close to himself.
“Hnn… Roooozz…”
“What, Piney? You’re bigger than me, so it shouldn’t be too big of a problem, right?” The otter smirks once again, and starts to push himself into the deer’s rump inch by tantalizingly slow inch. “How you feelin’ Piney?” He leans in for a moment or two after speaking. The deer turns his head to look at the otter for a moment, the blush on his face aglow with pleasure.
“Hah… hah… big Ot-Ot…” The otter raises a brow at the sound of that before shrugging his shoulders…
“Well, you let me know if you wanna stop, ‘mkay? I’ll be the good guy here, and let you decide if something’s too much. Though, in the meantime, I’m gonna have some fun, Piney.” He smirks once again, and pulls himself out of the deer’s rump once again before slamming in once more! At once, the deer lets out a sharp gasp before devolving into shivering moans. With that, the otter starts to pull out and thrust back in as best he can, each thrust causing the deer’s member to twitch and shiver with need.
“Oh, yeah, Piney… this is gonna be fun. I can’t wait to make you… full… to… the… brim!” The otter pumps himself in in time with his words, and soon enough the sound of flesh on flesh meets the air, the loud, wet sounds of lewdness reverberating against the walls. “Make… you… feel… good… Pine!” He continues on, the wet “Pap Pap Pap Pap” of his rhythm spurring him on more and more. The deer, though, simply collapses against the pillow, and lets the otter have his fun for the time being.
For a moment, things continue on as before in that lewd rhythm. Soon enough, though, the otter leans forward onto the deer, and whispers into his ear…
“Piney~... I’m getting a little close. You don’t mind if I turn you into a cum balloon, do you?” The otter smirks once again, and waits for the deer’s response…
“Augh.. augh… ugh… nnh… hah… mmph…”
“Well, I think I’ll take that as a ‘yes’ for now.” And like that, the otter starts to speed himself up once again. The slow “Pap Pap Pap” now becoming a quick “papapapapapapapapapapapapap” to set him off! The deer has, at this point, splattered the sheets underneath him with his own spunk that they look more damp than dry, but as soon as the otter slams in one last time, the deer’s eyes widen, his back straightens, and his member lets out a torrent of pearly white deer seed onto the bed beneath him!
The otter’s eyes roll back into his head from the sheer pleasure as he slams in one last time. All at once, the first twitch comes through, and immediately fills up the deer’s gut. The second twitch, though, fills up everything else after that. And the third twitch simply causes a gout of pearly white otter spunk to splatter itself out of the deer’s mouth, and onto the pillow! The otter pulls himself out of the deer’s hind end just enough to get one more thrust in after that, quickly filling that space with enough seed to last a lifetime!
“Hah~! Oh, Piney, you’ve got a golden ass! I can keep this up for a… while… if… you...snnnsnz…” And like that, the otter’s eyes flutter closed after feeling one last gush of seed splatters the deer’s insides (as well as his throat). The two of them quickly flop over onto their sides, and drift off to sleep, the otter’s member still lodged into the deer’s rear.

The deer’s eyes flutter open to the sight of light streaming in through the holes in the blinds. He felt… thirsty. That, and tingly, for some reason. For a moment, he sits up in bed and lets out a sigh at the feeling of something sloshing within his gut.
“Hnnf… R...Rozz…?” He looks around for a moment before letting out a small gasp. That tingling was coming from between his legs, wasn’t it…? With his gut the way it is, he certainly can’t see what it was. He might as well feel his way around for the time being. So, with a small sigh escaping him, he uses his hand to feel around his crotch. Though, the feeling of something soft and warm causes him to hesitate for a moment… That feels like…
“Mmm… Nnmph…” The deer’s eyes widen a bit at that familiar sound. For a moment or two, he looks around the room before trying to tilt himself in such a way to look around his sloshing gut. He blinks at the sight of the otter from yesterday swallowing every single inch of his member, tears starting to stream a bit down the sides of his face from his gag reflex most likely going crazy.
“R...Rozz…!?” The otter’s eyes widen for a moment or two at the sound of that, and for a moment, he pulls that thick member out from his throat until the tip was the only thing left inside. A second later, he wraps a palm around the deer’s twitching member before pulling off with a slick “POP!” sound.
“Mnh… g...good morning, Piney. I hope I didn’t wake you up too badly, hehe…” The otter blinks for a moment or two before reverting to a dull “hazy” sort of look. “I hope you don’t mind, but I don’t want you to waste every last drop of that ooey gooey stuff in your gut, so I put one of my old XL plugs up that cute little butt of yours. It should last until you take it out… or I take it out, hehe. Now, if you’ll, uh… excuse me, I’m gonna finish the rest of my breakfast.” And like that, the otter places the deer’s peen tip into his mouth once again, and starts to swallow every single inch of that foot-long member.
The deer’s eyes widen for a moment or two before reaching around his cum-bloated gut, and pulling the otter’s head off of his member. At once, he pulls off with a sucking “pop” sound.
“R-R-Rozz, uh… I actually need to go. I, uh… have to head to the gym and, uh… work off the pounds! Uh… y-yeah.” The otter blinks for a moment or two more before sitting back on his haunches.
“Nnmm… okaaaay… I’ll suck you off later… Tell Leo that you’re off limits for him, ‘mkay…?” Like that, the deer pulls himself up off of the bed, and starts to look around the room… His clothes had to be around there somewhere, right? Ah, there they are. With a sigh, he reaches over to grab his shirt and his pants, and before long, he’s shimmying into them as best he can.
“Gh… why’d I have to wear skinny jeans yesterday…? Oh, forget it… I’ll just leave it unzipped.” And like that, the deer lets out a sigh, and looks over towards the foot of the bed, where the otter was dreamily looking forward towards the wall. “U-Uh… Rozz…?”
“Hm…?”
“You, uh… y-y...y-y-you okay, or…?”
“Mm-hm…” The otter continues to sit there for the time being, but before long, the deer lets out a sigh, makes his way over, and quickly helps the otter onto the bed for the time being. The otter, meanwhile, isn’t doing anything to resist or bother him the entire time, and when he’s lain down onto his bed, he immediately closes his eyes and starts to lightly snore into the cum-soaked pillow. The deer rubs his face for a moment or two after that, wincing a bit at the dried and matted fuzz under his finger… He’ll seriously need a shower later. For now, he needed to get home. Syps was probably worried sick about him right about now.
“U-Uh… B-Bye, Rozz, uh… call me later when you’re feeling better, okay?” The deer looks back towards the otter’s room for a moment or two before heading towards the door… With the belly he’s sporting, this wasn’t going to be any easier. He just needed to get to the bus stop, and he’d be home free. With a sigh, and a pull of his coat as close to himself as he can without popping the zipper on it, he starts to make his way down the sidewalk towards the bus stop. With each step, the feeling of the otter’s seed sloshing around in his gut causes a deep red blush to blaze itself onto his cheeks.
In no time, though, he makes his way to the small bench, the sign next to it saying “PUBLIC TRANSIT STOP” on the front. With barely a sound, he stands next to the sign, his attention focused on the bulge within his gut, and the growing bulge within his pants… He was going to have to drain this when he gets home… Though, for now, he just felt entirely too full to be comfortable… Is that what was turning him on so much? He shivers for the time being… The cold will bring things down after a little while.
Soon enough, a large bus pulls its way around the corner, and after making its way down the street, stops in front of the deer’s sign. The doors open, and without another word, the deer makes his way up the three steps onto the bus, pulls out his phone to scan the small terminal for the fare, and makes his way back through the seats into his own. Once he sits down, though, the feeling of pressure against his rump causes him to let out a small moan into the air before being quickly covered up by his hand.
The deer looks around for a moment or two, just in case someone had heard him… Thankfully, it’s far too early in the morning for people to be of right enough mind to care, and too late for some people to think of anything else aside from “oh my gosh, I need to sleep right now”.  Thankfully, the deer lets out a sigh before leaning back into his seat, the feeling of fluid sloshing within his gut right on the forefront of his mind. All he had to do for now was make sure that the bus doesn’t hit any pot holes, or speed bumps without him knowi-

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“Hnn…!” He looks around for a moment more before letting out a sigh… Yeah, pot holes were the least of his worries for right now. All he had to do was focus on being as silent as he can, or quiet at the very least… The bulge within his pants was certainly not helping at all in this situation. Thankfully,he didn’t have too long until his stop, so the best thing he can do now is just wait for things to go, and try not to scream from nearly cumming from a pot hole...