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“I missed you too.”
“Sorry about the lamp.”
Mac spread his legs with an inviting wink. “I’m sure you can make it up to me somehow.”
“Oh, I am so gonna make it up to you. With my mouth.” Artie practically dove between Mac’s thighs, whipping off his pants and underwear comically fast.
“Damn right you’re gonna make it up tome!” Mac’s voice hit a higher octave on that last word as Artie’s thick tongue found his asshole. “Fuck, big boy, you’re in a damn hurry tonight.”
“Really missed you,” Artie mumbled. “Plus, I broke your lamp.” He lapped at Mac’s hole hungrily. “I really owe you.”
“This is a very good start.” Mac groaned and reached down to grab Artie’s short horns. Artie’s tongue was swirling around his hole in steady circles, and his beefy fingers massaged Mac’s thighs.
God, it felt fantastic, and Mac hooked his legs up over Artie’s shoulders as he let himself get into it. He gasped as the tip of Artie’s tongue pushed in, his back arching off the bed from the building wave of pleasure. “Missed that tongue of yours too!”
Artie grumbled happily and hugged Mac closer, fucking him with his tongue. He kept pushing until he could properly thrust inside, eating him out with little growls.
“Oh fuck! Baby!” Mac cried out, rocking his hips to try and grind down on Artie’s thick tongue. His cock was hard and twitching against his belly. “That is so fucking good… You are incredible, Artie.”
Artie’s eyes flicked up to watch Mac, and he seemed to be smiling even as he fucked Mac’s hole. He’d come a long way since they’d first met—the blushing virgin monster was now a master with that long tongue of his.
It felt awesome, but Mac wanted more, and he wanted it right now.
Mac moaned and tugged on Artie’s horns, demanding breathlessly, “Come up here. Lie back.”
“Mmph?” Artie popped off with a grin, wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand. “What is it?”
“I wanna get my mouth on you.” Mac patted the bed beside him. “Come on.
“Whatever you want, baby.” Artie obediently flopped onto his back, his added weight making the bed creak. His cock was already hard, big and thick as it pointed to the ceiling. “I’m all yours.”
Mac scrambled up to his knees, looking at Artie like he was a delicious feast he was about to devour. “Fuck. All mine, huh?”
“Yup.” Artie grinned. “Climb aboard, babe.”
Mac threw his leg over the monster’s chest and then pulled himself up. He backed his ass toward Artie’s face, licking his lips as he eyed the big cock in front of him. “Gotta get me nice and open for this giant dick of yours. Go on, big bad monster. Eat up.”
“Ain’t gotta tell me twice.” Artie squeezed Mac’s ass and dove back in with a snarl, pushing his tongue back into Mac’s asshole. He kneaded Mac’s cheeks like a cat, licking and fucking his asshole ravenously.
“Fuck!” Mac rocked back to meet Artie’s tongue with a shout. “Just like that… Good God.”
Artie probed his tongue in deeper, fucking Mac better than any dick or toy could ever hope to. He could go like this for hours and would do so with a smile, ignoring his own pleasure in favor of eating Mac’s ass out like he was starving for it.
“Baby, fuck. That feels so damn good.” Mac groaned, riding Artie’s face as he stretched his upper body across Artie’s belly. He loved the warm, soft fur against his skin, and he reached for Artie’s cock, already drooling as he brought it to his lips.
He knew Artie liked it when he was rough—he was a monster after all, and he could take a lot. Mac kept fucking himself on Artie’s tongue with powerful slams as he sucked at the head of his big cock. He stroked what he couldn’t fit in his mouth, and he licked around the slit.
“God, you’re amazing,” Artie mumbled, gasping as he fucked his tongue in and out of Mac’s hole. “You taste so fuckin’ good.”
“Right back at’cha.” Mac let out a broken moan, the sweet pressure already building in the pit of his stomach. He squeezed Artie’s cock and sucked the head deeper into his mouth, his lips stretching to their limit to fit more inside.
“F-fuck… Oh baby…” Artie stopped, panting hard at the increased suction. “God, I love your fuckin’ mouth. I love when you suck me like that. Christ! You feel so goddamn good.”
Mac sucked harder at the praise, bobbing his head until Artie’s cock was hitting the back of his throat. He gagged, his eyes filling with tears as he swallowed around the urge and kept going. He loved how easily he could make Artie fall apart, and Artie’s feverish moans drove him to push himself even more.
“Baby! Ah, f-fuck, fuck, fuck, yes! Suck it just like that!” Artie groaned hungrily and then dove between Mac’s cheeks, thrusting his tongue inside again. He grabbed Mac’s hips, rocking him back to grind against his face.
Mac’s moans were trapped in his stuffed mouth as he sucked Artie’s cock with a new surge of passion. His cock was aching now, certainly leaking precome all over Artie’s soft fur. He couldn’t believe how Artie could pound his ass with his tongue over and over like a machine, and he could feel Artie’s hips jerk, clearly trying to resist the urge to rock up into Mac’s throat.
