“So, if I flew out there to meet you, would you want to meet up? Maybe hang a little bit? Maybe do even more?”

Those words left Aston hesitating as he read that message one more time. Of course this guy already knew where Aston lived, so he could show up any time he wanted to no matter what Aston said. It was Aston’s fault for giving out his address, and that realization left him twitching a little bit under the covers as he casually scrolled over their whole conversation.

Yet, would he though? He seemed nice enough. He’d been direct and up-front the whole time, and anything he promised had ended up happening. Aston got his money, got his toy, and got the praise he was craving. So far nothing bad had happened.

The key part of that thought was ‘so far’ though. Aston’s fingers danced over his phone screen, scrolling up and down through the PM, while his mind tried to think about what to do. He watched as his thumb pressed on the sender’s icon, linking him to the sender’s profile, something Aston didn’t stop even if it was by accident. “Strings” was his username, with no uploaded pictures or any information to let Aston know what he looked like or where he was from. That wasn’t uncommon on the site as a lot of people really didn’t want to be identified, for obvious reasons, but Aston knew a bit more than most from their PMs.

He was an arctic fox. 23 years old. He had a good sized dick, or at least alleged to have a good sized dick from the one photo he shared. He had white fur, but it changed to black toward his appendages and tail tip. He was tall too, over six feet, so that probably helped with the cock size. He said he was a bouncer and a wrestler, which Aston found hard to believe from the one dark photo he had of his cock and body, but anything was possible. He lived half-way across the country, so Aston thought they’d probably never meet in person, but here he was getting asked if he was interested in doing just that.

Aston flipped back to the PMs and brought up that dick pic, staring at the big, red, canine-shaped shaft with those black fingertips stroking along it, and that thick knot looking quite threatening right above his sheath and balls. It could’ve been any random cock picture this guy found on the internet and sent his way of course, but from the messages both before and after, Aston had a feeling that it really was his. Not to mention it was a quick, dark, and slightly blurry shot, so if he wanted to steal someone else’s picture, he probably would’ve picked a better one to steal than that.

Aston wondered if it was anything like the toy he’d been practicing with in size. It looked a bit bigger for sure, but then again it was hard to tell, leaving Aston’s mind flopping back and forth between the possibilities. What if he couldn’t take it, and the guy flew all the way here to meet him, only to leave disappointed? Maybe Aston needed some more training and practice. Maybe he wasn’t ready to take a real cock yet, much less an adult cock.

But, then again, what if it was far more amazing to have a real cock inside and not just a dildo? Aston had seen lots of videos with guys really enjoying themselves taking cocks, sometimes really big ones, and a few less with guys enjoying really big dildos. At least they weren’t enjoying them nearly as much. Insertions always looked so easy, and although Aston knew that they weren’t, maybe there was something about a real cock that made it fit better. His own cock was his only comparison, and although it was firm, it did have some squish to it. Maybe that helped. Then again, his dildo did too, so it was really hard to say.

Aston figured he’d get back to Strings in the morning and let his mind sleep on it. He put down his phone and turned over in bed, but after a few minutes of trying to calm his spinning mind, he knew there’d be no sleep until he responded to that message. He gave off a frustrated grumble and mew under his breath as the feline picked up his phone again, looking at that profile and cock picture one more time, before starting to type some kind of response.

“Hey there. I’m not super sure I’m ready to actually meet up, but it does sound like it might be a fun idea. We’d have to hide it though - I can’t let anyone know. I’m free in the evening after school most days, and my parents don’t get home until late, but you can’t actually come to my house. I don’t think that’d be a good idea, just in case someone sees something and asks questions. There isn’t really much to do around here though. It’s a pretty boring town. So yeah, I don’t know…”

Aston figured he could leave it at that, half hoping that the fox would be happy to back out of the offer too, and half hoping that he’d try to convince the feline even more. Still, with nothing much said or agreed upon, that message was enough to get the feline to turn over and close his eyes, with his mind content enough to let him fall asleep.

—

Aston was expecting to wake up and see a message from Strings first thing in the morning, but to his surprise there was nothing but a few lingering comments on some old pictures waiting for him. Even by the end of the day Aston didn’t see any new message, half thinking that he’d scared him away with his unsure words. Still, Aston didn’t want to waste the day worrying about it, and he also didn’t want to give his tail too much rest. He worked himself up to take that dildo again after school, and although he was still a bit sore, he was learning that he could ride it out and make it go away if he went slow. That gave him plenty of time to take a few good pictures to upload along the way, introducing his fans to his new toy with a bang.

After eating dinner, and responding to all the new comments flooding in about his earlier session, Aston still didn’t see a message come through from Strings. There wasn’t one when he woke up the next day either. But, just before school had ended for the day, Aston casually checked once more, only to see that PM icon light up with a new message. His paw was quick to move and open it, reading out the message in his head.

“I totally understand if you’re nervous, but I think you’ll do fine. I told you I’m pretty big, but if you can handle that toy, then you can handle me. I don’t think it’d be a good idea to walk around your town with you by my side anyway, as much as I would really like to. It would cause too much suspicion. I think getting a motel room would be the best idea. We could watch a movie, play a video game, maybe be a bit naughty when you’re ready. You just seem like lots of fun, and I really want to meet you.”

Aston had to admit that he wasn’t as nervous about the idea as he first thought. Strings wasn’t pushy, he wasn’t creepy sounding, and he did seem to like the feline in general. It could all be a cover for sure, but Aston had nothing to go on besides those words, and the few generous donations he’d gotten from him as well. Sure, it might be a bit weird, but meeting up couldn’t be that bad, could it? Not to mention Aston had grown more and more eager to lose his virginity with each new picture and video he posted. It might be to a stranger on the internet, but hey, at least he’d have a story to tell.

He had to wait until he got home to reply, this time giving his butt a break and taking a day off from anything anal, with only a few new nudes gracing the site. That gave him plenty of time to just relax and think of a response.

“I guess that’d work. I am a bit nervous to be honest, but… I think we can do some lewd stuff too if you want. I’m ready. Been practicing with your toy, and I’ll continue to practice until you show up. Are you really cool with coming to visit and setting everything up? Just tell me when and where.”

With his thumb lingering over that send button, Aston felt that nervous flutter floating through his system yet again, the same one he’d felt uploading his first picture and giving out his address. Still, it hadn’t stopped him before, and it didn’t stop him this time, with his finger pressing the button after only a brief hesitation. After that, a wave of relief washed over him for taking that big step, and he knew that the rest would be in the fox’s paws.

Over the next week they hammered out the details, and it was becoming clear that this was really going to happen. Talking about general things, kinks, ideas, and desires, everything bounced back and forth between them. In the meantime, Aston found a few days to work on that dildo. Soon he was getting pretty good at sliding it inside without too much fuss, and that gave him some confidence when that day finally came. Having switched to using cell phone numbers and normal texts at that point, Aston kept in contact with the fox as he boarded his plane, and then landed in a nearby town. The drive over and checking into the motel went smoothly, and at the end of the school day Aston was ready to go.

He had to stop home to get ready, as well as give time for all his friends to get home. He couldn’t risk one of them seeing him biking over to that somewhat shady motel. But, after cleaning up, and pushing aside his nerves, he gathered his toy, some lube, and a few other things in a small drawstring bookbag. He hopped on his bike and began to pedal, making good time to the motel by taking all the back streets he could. He found a good place to lock up his bike, and he took a moment to catch his breath as he checked his phone, typing back a quick “Here” to the fox. He slid his fingers through his fur, trying to get the smattering of sweat he’d built up on the ride out, and adjusting his head fur to look presentable. He was still grooming himself even as he found his way in front of that boring green door with the large numbers over the front, falling into the prissy feline stereotype quite well since he was never really satisfied with his looks. Eventually, he pulled his paws from his fur and took one last big breath, before reaching up and knocking a few times, knowing that there was no turning back now.

Aston heard a shuffling from inside the room and some footsteps approaching, making his ears flick with each vibration that reached them, only for the feline to hold his breath as that door unlocked and began to open. Seeing a tall and smiling fox muzzle peek out from around the edge of the door made Aston release his pent up breath, before he lifted a paw and gave him a nervous wave. The door opened wider to reveal more of the fox, dressed in a casual band T-shirt and shorts, not far off from Aston’s own clothing on this warm day. He shrunk down in the fox’s shadow with a small flick to his ears, with shyness not usually being Aston’s thing, but such a meeting was well out of what he was used to dealing with. He could only squeak out a weak mew and a little, “Hi,” as his tail gave a few flicks behind him.

“Look at you,” the fox said back, with his smile growing even further across his muzzle, only to step back and give the feline space to step inside. Aston took the cue and made his way over that threshold, feeling the door soon close behind him while his eyes adjusted to the dimmer light inside. “You’re even cuter in person,” the fox continued, before opening up his arms. “You okay with a hug?”

“Sure,” Aston replied, feeling a small smile creep over his face as the feline stepped into those open arms, wrapping his own around the fox’s waist. Strings reached down to let his arms fall over Aston’s shoulders and back, giving the boy a little rock as they both squeezed together.

They held there for a few moments with neither one saying much of anything else, but before things got too awkward, Aston felt those arms and paws pull back, freeing the feline from their grasp. The fox took a step backward, letting his eyes scan the feline up and down. A small flick jolted through the feline’s ears and tail, and in the silence a bit of a smile spread over his face. Aston did love taking in the attention, even from a semi-stranger taking him in for the first time. Feeling a little confidence bubble up inside him, he puffed out his chest to look even more presentable, while rocking his hips to show off some playfulness.

“You really are cuter than any picture you’ve ever taken,” Stripes started with a small chuckle, as if he couldn’t believe this was actually happening.”I hope you don’t mind me saying that.”

“I like the attention,” Aston said with a chuckle himself. He twisted his shoulder to slide off the strings on his backpack, letting it drop down into the grasp of his paw, before placing it on a nearby table.

“I know you do,” Stripes replied with a grin. “I see just how many followers you have now, with more subscribing every day. You’re quite the star already!”

“Thanks,” Aston added with a casual flick to his tail behind him, and a slow sway back and forth on his feet. “And thanks for coming to see me… and thanks for all the stuff you sent me. I brought the dildo with me too, just in case.”

Strings gave off a little chuckle as his gaze narrowed into a grin, nodding along. “Getting right to the naughty stuff, are ya? And here I thought you’d be a little shy in person. You did sound kind of unsure about all this.”

“Yeah, well, it’s my first time,” Aston said in his defense, taking a pause before continuing. “It’s my first time meeting anyone for something like this. But, I think I’m ready. I’ve been practicing.”

“Are you now?” Strings replied, crossing his arms over his chest in a playful sort of pose, as he leaned back. “Why don’t you show me then?”

“Alright,” Aston shot back, feeling a tingle of nervousness shooting through him, but also a surge of confidence. He could do this. He could show off and have this guy eating out of his paws if he wanted to. He had started to grasp the power he had over older guys, going by the increasing comments he was getting on his pictures and videos. Now that he’d gotten over that hump of his first in-person meeting, and things were still going well so far, it was time to get down to business. Things were happening a bit faster than either he or Strings thought they might, but nevertheless, the feline’s paws shot down to the hem of his shirt and lifted it up with a quick yank. As his head popped out of the head hole, he gave his head fur a shake, tossing it back into alignment, before laying his shirt next to his bag on the table in a little heap. He puffed out his chest for the fox once more, showing off with a little spin, which got a chuckle from Strings.

“Man, you are an eager little thing, aren’t ya?” the fox called out, adding a little whistle and a lick to his lips at the sight before him. “I came ready with some games to play and movies to watch, just in case you wanted to take things slow. Guess I won’t be needing any of that.”

“I guess you won’t,” Aston teased back, feeling his nerves quickly fly away as he continued to strip, putting his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and starting to wiggle them down like all the strippers he’d seen in videos. He’d certainly been doing his research as he smiled and stared back at the fox, licking his own lips as he gave a shake to his rear end. He spun around and bent over a bit to tease the fox with his swaying hips and tail. Along with each sway, more and more of his ass became exposed, showing off those tight orange briefs that were stretched around it. Soon enough his cheeks popped out and fell over his waistband, forcing a cute mew from the feline at the sensation. Once they were exposed, he slid down his pants the rest of the way, before kicking them off and spinning around, showing off his bulge that was quickly growing from the attention.

Of course, Strings had a bulge that was growing too, staring at the cub in astonishment at just how quick he’d stripped down after walking in. “My my…” he said after a moment to catch his thoughts, staring at the nearly naked kitten in front of him. “You really are a natural, aren’t you?”

Aston giggled a bit at that, shooting back a soft mew as he gave his hips another shake, and then slid his paws up and down his sides to ruffle up his fur. “I’ve been practicing,” he admitted, nodding as he closed his eyes with a big breath and then flashed them open back at the fox. Aston could see the male’s groin tenting out as the fox squirmed with an uncomfortable shift, making Aston smile even wider as he stood there with his tail swaying behind him.

“I can see that…” Strings responded, finally sending one of his paws down to give his own groin a little squeeze right in front of the cat. “Looks like it’s been going really well too,” the fox continued, using the outline of his cock as proof for the kitten. “Think you’re ready to handle this though?”

Aston took that as a challenge, and he did love a good challenge, as he took a step forward and let his paw reach for that cock. Aston wasn’t sure what he was expecting to feel, but as his paw pad and digits gripped that outline, it felt a lot like his own honestly. Warm, hard, but just a bit squishy. Of course it was a good bit bigger already. It was the first cock he’d ever squeezed other than his own, and that sensation left a tingle ringing through his paw, up his arm, and down his back. It made his tail wag as he continued to knead at that member, taking in as much as he could through those shorts, and shooting back small gasps and huffs of his own pleasure as he played around with it.

The fox backed away just a bit from that first touch, but as Aston’s fingers continued to squeeze around the outline in his shorts, he let out a soft moan at the attention. An obvious shiver shot down a leg, making his tail stand up behind him with a big fluff. “Naughty boy,” Strings replied with a small grit to his teeth. In return, he sent down a paw behind Aston, grabbing a handful of ass cheek, and squeezing hard enough to make the feline boy squeak and mew at the pressure. “If you keep being so forward, I’m not going to hold back either.”

“Don’t then,” Aston answered with a soft smirk, feeling his muzzle push into the fox’s belly and chest as he let out a soft purr, vibrating against the male as he nuzzled in. That got Aston another hard squeeze on his cheek, before that paw pulled back and let a slap rain down on the flesh, causing those tight boy buns to jiggle in those undies.

As Aston mewed out at the slap, and Strings got a few more rubs and squeezes to his ass, it was Strings who finally pulled himself away from the boy, catching his breath and adjusting his erection to slide up to the side of his waistband, leaving the outline all that much more noticeable. 

“Guess we don’t have too long, do we?” Stripes squeaked out while breathing heavily. “I know you said you had to be back home in a few hours, so… I get it. Want to see what I brought for you?”

Aston had a good idea of what it was, as it was something they’d been talking about in the leadup to their meeting, but with a casual nod Aston said, “Yeah, sure.”

Strings had to spin around and take his eyes off the alluring boy for a moment, but that outfit was already set up in the closet nearby. With a reach inside, he pulled out the hanger with everything draped over it, before tossing it all onto the bed. Those light blue leggings came down first, with a matching blue pleated short-skirt flopping down next to them. The short and cut off top, with nothing covering past his upper arms and chest, fell down after, with the bright white almost getting lost in the bedsheets. Then, to top it all off, with a strong jingle came that collar, pink nylon with a large bell hanging up front, bouncing on the sheets a moment later.

“There ya go kitten,” Strings said with a naughty smirk, tossing the hanger aside and then looking over at the feline. “Just as I promised. Gonna dress you up like a good girl.”

“Mmm, it’s beautiful,” Aston said as he stepped up beside the bed, running his paw over the skirt, top, then the collar and bell, taking that one first and lifting it up to his neck. He’d never done it before, but he figured it out quick, snapping it in place and giving a little bounce on his toes to let that bell ring. 

He giggled at the noise, and Strings felt his grin only widen as he said, “Go ahead, put it all on. Then we’ll see what’s beautiful.”

Aston didn’t have to hesitate long, reaching down to his groin and peeling his underwear off, but making sure to spin around and bend over to tease the fox a bit more as he did. He was quicker with the reveal this time, but there was still a little wagging and teasing before his bare ass came into view, giving the fox quite the nice sight as Aston kicked off the underwear from one of his feet. “Mmm, before I do though, and before we get too far, you said you were okay to record some stuff, yeah? I can totally blur your face and everything, so don’t worry.”

“Sure,” Strings answered back, seeing a touch uneasy about the question, but still going forward with it. “I still prefer some up close shots though. I brought a small tripod like you asked for with me. You can keep it.”

As Strings kneeled down and dug around in his suitcase, Aston got busy sliding on the rest of the gear. He had to sit down on the bed to slip on the socks, before yanking the tight top over his head and fighting to get it stretched out over his chest. He hopped up and wiggled, trying to get his fur feeling right underneath it, before stretching out his arms and then reaching down to give a small stroke to his mostly hard cock. Aston watched as the fox stood back up with that tripod in his paw, and his own phone in the other, already snapping a few pictures. Aston struck a few poses while he did, before Strings said, “Get that skirt on, slut!”

Aston giggled at the name, but did as he was told, peeling apart the velcro on the skirt and wrapping it around his hips. He struggled to get the velcro lined back up, but once he did, he let his paws drop away to test the fit with a small shake. Everything stayed in place on the young feline as he gave a few teasing turns and bends, winking back as more pictures ended up on the fox’s phone.

“Mmmph, I was going to go easy on you,” Strings said with a throaty growl as he watched the feline dance around in his new outfit, “but I don’t think you’ve earned that. I”m going to ravage that cute little brain out of your cute little head instead. Much more your speed with all this teasing.”

Aston giggled at the dirty talk, adding a mew and a nod as he knelt down toward his discarded pants. He grabbed the phone out of his pocket, before walking over to grasp the tripod from the fox, getting a firm spank on his ass for his trouble. He groaned at the sting, and then looked around for a good spot, before setting it up on the dresser and aiming it at the bed, ready to catch a good angle of anything that happened. He hit the record button on his phone and stepped back, before slipping onto the bed with a mew and purr, stalking the fox beyond the edge like a hunting tiger on all fours. He even leaned his chest down and shook his tail end, ready to pounce at any moment. 

Strings let out a soft sigh as he put down his phone, then growled at the feline again.“Come here,” the fox shouted with a dominant tone to his voice, making the feline squeak as a paw caught him by the collar and dragged him to the side. Strings took advantage of that newly opened bed space to jump onto the stiff mattress, landing on his back with a small bounce, before reaching for the feline’s collar again. He dragged Aston over, making that feline boy crawl up and over the fox’s frame, until they were resting chest to chest. With the feline’s bell still jingling, he pulled Aston’s head down and brought the feline’s lips in to press against his own.

Aston had kissed his parents and grandparents before of course, but never quite like this. This was a passionate kiss, not just a normal loving one, and Aston struggled to keep up at first. That pressure on his collar made sure that the feline couldn’t squirm away, and after the first few moments, Aston began to push his lips back against the fox’s. He was far from a professional kisser, but the feline held his own as his paws slid onto the fox’s shoulders, laying his light body weight onto the other male’s surprisingly toned chest, as the fox’s free arm wrapped around his mid back to hold him steady.

Aston could feel his own arousal perk up at the intimate contact, with his already hard cock now tenting out the front of his skirt. With his bare ass pointing off to the side, he was hoping that his phone was getting some good content he could upload later, although it was hard to be sure. He let his mind wander from the recording back to the fox, arching his back as he leaned into that kiss, squeaking out a few gentle moans and mews that ended up getting muffled between them.

Soon enough the fox’s tongue slid right past the feline’s lips, making Aston’s eyes shoot open in surprise. He caught on quick as he gave that tongue a soft suck and pushed back against that invader with his own. Still, he didn’t have the power to stop the advance, and he felt that tongue push in even further, running over his sharp teeth and gums as it explored. The feline fought back against it as best as he could, using his own rough muscle and making a few counter pushes, soon starting to feel a little progress. After a moment, Aston’s antics were enough to get the fox’s tongue to slide back, giving Aston the chance to push into the fox’s muzzle while their heads twisted a bit, forcing their lips to lock tighter.

From then on they fought back and forth, with Aston taking in every detail and following everything the fox did, committing it to memory and working out how to copy it himself. He learned a lot in a short amount of time, taking what he’d seen in videos and turning it into real experience. When the drool began to leak down his chin and mat his fur, he knew he was doing it right.

A few moments passed before the pressure on his collar lessened, and the feline pulled back for some gasps of air. As both of their eyes opened back up, the fox stared at the smiling feline, all bubbly and shimmering from his first real kiss. “Man, is there anything you’re not good at?” Strings commented, releasing the feline’s collar completely to give him a little scritch between the ears and on the chin. Aston reacted like any housecat would, purring a bit more and nuzzling up into those rubs, dragging his cheek across the fox’s paw.

“Mmm, not that I’ve found yet,” Aston replied with just a hint of cockiness, adding in a playful sway to his tail.

“Good,” Strings continued, nodding with an approving smirk. “Then why don’t you spin around and we can test that even more.”

Aston hesitated for a moment as those words processed inside his head, but with a large breath he let out a cute mew and a slow nod. Aston didn’t say anything more as he scampered off the fox, but before he could climb back on in the other direction, Strings stopped him with a lifted arm. With a few quick yanks, Strings pulled his shirt up and over his head, showing off more of his toned chest, before sending both paws to slide down his pants and underwear at the same time. It didn’t take much for that hard cock to flop up and against his belly with a smack, throbbing away with an ever growing need, ready to burst just from the teasing.

Aston could only gaze at that cock in awe. It was just as big as he feared, and even bigger than the toy he’d been sent. Yet, as scared as he was, his curiosity once again got the better of him. Now that he was up close to it, and could smell that horny male musk wafting off and into his nostrils, Aston felt an even deeper draw to it. That scent pulled him in and made his mind switch into extra horny mode, which was a level that the feline didn’t know he had above his normal horny mode. He lifted up his paw into the air, ready to reach for that cock, but before he could grab it, he put his paw back down onto the bed, hesitating for a split second as the fox got himself settled back into a lying position.

“Come on,” Strings said with a smirk, before grabbing onto the feline’s hip and leading him back over to the fox’s body. It took a bit of work to get Aston spun around and his legs spread over the fox’s chest, all while Aston was still mesmerized by that cock, but the fox’s firm grasp on the boy’s hips and thighs did most of the work for him. Once he was settled into position, with that young ass staring back at the fox’s hungry muzzle, and the young boy’s gaze still locked onto that huge cock, Strings barely needed to say, “You know you want it. Go after it.”

Aston nodded and groaned as he adjusted his position, before sending out his paw and opening up his fingers. With a ginger grasp around that warm flesh, he began to squeeze his digits around that member, feeling them sink softly into the spongy material, with most of the girth feeling firm to his grasp. It was everything he had expected by feeling that cock through the fox’s pants, but everything was turned up even higher as his paw pad slid along that slick, pre-drooling length. It felt hot, it felt wet, it felt thick and throbbing, and it felt ready to breed. Aston shivered hard at the initial sensation, at a loss for words as he just stared and panted, working his paw up and down with a few careful pumps.

“Speechless, huh slut?” Strings said back with a groan, soon placing his paws onto either side of Aston’s hips and taking in the sight of a young feline butt before him. “I know the feeling.” Aston could feel a bit of hot breath wash up against his balls as Strings worked his muzzle closer to his tail end, just hovering over his taint and pucker for the moment, enjoying the view.

“It’s… so big…” Aston finally said with a huff, feeling that hot breath against his taint and balls, forcing him to arch his back at that tingling sensation.

“It’s so big, DADDY,” Strings shot back, adding a firm slap to one of Aston’s cheeks to drive that point home.

“It’s so big, Daddy,” Aston corrected with a squeal and moan at the contact.

“Go ahead, wrap your lips around it,” Strings added in with a little growl. “I know you want to Princess.”

Aston squirmed at his new title, but he pushed his neck forward and aimed that throbbing, tapered tip between his lips. The scent of the male’s cock and groin was intense now, intoxicating the feline to push himself further than he thought he was ready to. With just a little hesitation, he made first contact with that tapered tip, moaning as he pushed his lips around that head and sunk a few inches of that throbbing meat into his muzzle.

He wasn’t sure what to expect as far as taste went. He’d been asked to lap up his cum off his paw before, and even asked if he could bend far enough to suck himself off, but he’d resisted doing both things so far. But now here he was, muzzle around a real cock, feeling his tongue getting into the swing of things and starting to lap around that meaty girth.. It wasn’t as bad as he thought, but at the same time the taste was a bit stronger than he was expecting. A mix of salt, earthiness, and a bit of bitter danced around his tongue as he explored, but after a few small bobs the taste began to fade. Before long the taste didn’t even register, at least not until another squirt of pre leaked out of that tip to further spike his taste buds.

That was more than fine for him as the feline adjusted his already aching jaw, feeling that cock scraping across a few of his teeth, as the boy tried to fit more and more of that shaft inside. “Mmmph, easy…. Easy girl…” the fox replied through a grit of his own, huffing with a squirm at the strain on his member. “Nice and easy… work on the tip for now… and gentle with that tongue… just soft licks…”

The fox’s broken words left Aston pulling back a bit, realizing just how hard it was to suck a cock, much less a big one. Everyone on the internet made it look so easy, when they weren’t gagging of course, but Aston knew right away he needed some more practice. Yet, that didn’t stop him from doing his best as he followed the fox’s instructions, going calm and gentle with a few small bobs and slurps of his tongue. He caught on quick and even used his paw to collect any spit that dripped down the shaft to stroke along the rest of it. Before long his paw was sliding freely from the beginnings of that knot toward his own lips. The combo treatment worked well enough, causing the fox to gasp and groan behind him, with Aston feeling that hot breath pass closer and closer to his tail hole.

Soon enough it wasn’t just breath anymore. With a heavy squeal and mew, muffled by that large cock in his mouth, Aston felt something warm, wet, and firm push up against his tail hole, shooting off fireworks inside his mind from the first pass over his pucker. It caused him to gurgle and then gag around that member, having to pull off to catch his breath, all while a few pants raced out of his drooling mouth.

“Mmmph, someone liked that, huh?” Strings sounded back, chuckling as one of his paws wrapped around the base of Aston’s tail. He lifted it up and out of the way before diving in again, pushing his muscle hard against Aston’s ring, and watching the feline mew and squirm once more at the contact. Each further pass caused the feline to dance for the fox, arching his back to a rather intense angle that only a feline could produce, and forcing cute little noises to shoot out of that gritted muzzle, while his hips and tail couldn’t decide if they wanted to pull away or push back for more.

“F…fuck yes…” was all Aston could say in return as he dealt with the sudden surges of pleasure. The surprise was now gone, although the tingles were still there. As they continued to race up his spine and force him to make some cute noises, he began to wiggle his rump back into the fox’s muzzle, adding to the pressure and pleasure of each slurp.

“Hey, language!” Strings called out, giving a playful slap to that rear with his free paw, before chuckling and leaning in for a long lick up from the feline’s balls all the way to his tail base. That got Aston mewing and shivering quite hard as he lowered his muzzle down against the male’s throbbing cock, panting against that slick member, and sending a few tingles into it all the while. “And who told you to stop sucking, slut? Get those cute lips back around my cock!”

It took Aston a few more moments to gather himself up as those licks just kept on coming, with that tongue soon swirling around his pucker and even pushing inside, sending a whole new level of twitches and moans up the feline’s spine and out his mouth. Yet, as his paw squeezed around that pulsing cock to try and hold himself steady, the feline did manage to move himself close enough to that tip. He opened up his lips and pushed forward, with those heavy moans now getting muffled by the thick meat spreading his jaw apart once more. 

It was at that moment Aston learned how to multitask. He had done a good bit in his life already of course, balancing schoolwork, sports, friends, and all that other stuff, but there was never anything like this. The constant surges that the fox sent through his pucker made the feline quiver each and every time he dove in, causing his paw to squeeze and his mouth to clench around that cock. When the fox pushed particularly hard, it usually led to a muffled gurgle at best, and another gag around that cock at worst. Aston’s own throbbing cock was screaming at him to do something about it too. It was drooling almost non-stop and making a wet spot on his skirt, even dripping down onto the fox’s chest, but Aston didn’t have any focus to spare. He had to get his priorities in line and push off what was less important, only to focus on what was hardest. Working on that cock became his first goal, and the other pleasures were soon driven off to the back of his mind, cataloged and filed for when he had time to enjoy them properly.

His hard work paid off as the feline’s muffled moans and mews never quite went away, but his muzzle and paw got more focused on that cock, feeling his reward with each groan that came out of the fox and into his tail end. That groan usually made him moan harder as well, sending it right back into the fox’s cock, only for the cycle to be repeated over and over again. As the two worked on one another, sending spit dripping and flying everywhere, they soon got lost in each other’s pleasure. Time seemed to creep along as Aston closed his eyes and pushed away the growing strain in his jaw, fighting through it as his tingling tail and swaying cock only helped to build up the excitement further. He didn’t even have time to think of the camera and what it was seeing, or the hundreds of comments he knew would be coming when he posted everything. It was only him and that cock in front of him that mattered at that moment.

With a deep huff, the fox pulled his muzzle back from the feline’s tail end, taking a few deep breaths to give his straining neck a rest. Aston snapped back into a more general focus when the pleasure under his tail ended, the fading and burning ache of need taking the pleasure’s place while his pucker recovered from the assault. He kept up his bobs for a little bit, but as the fox gathered his breath, Aston felt his lips pop off the end of that cock to give his poor jaw a rest. He was left panting as well, feeling the base of that cock throb in his slick paw’s grasp, not willing to let it go completely.

“I… can keep this up all day,” Strings shot back with a confident tone in his voice, “But I really want to take your virginity and fuck this beautiful ass of yours. Think you’re ready?” 

Aston had a big decision to make at this point. He’d experienced so many new things in the last hour that he was quickly losing track of them. Crossdressing, dirty talk, kissing, stroking, sucking, and being rimmed… It was enough to send anyone’s head spinning. Now, here he was, ass up in the air and slick from all that spit, with a big throbbing cock ready to slide inside. Was he ready for it? Did he want to lose his virginity to some stranger he’d only met on the internet a few weeks ago? Did he want it recorded for the whole internet to see?

He didn’t have to think too hard about it as the feline’s mind was already made up. He gave a quick nod to his head, adding a slow stroke to that cock to match with each bob, before he said, “Yeah, I’m ready.”

“Awesome,” Strings replied with a few pats to the feline’s butt. “I’ve got a great pose idea too. Something to get both your reaction and the penetration in. It’ll show you off completely.”

“Yeah?” Aston said as he felt a push to his hip, urging him to slide off onto his side and let go of the fox’s cock for the moment. Once the fox was free of the feline’s pressure on his chest, he slid off the bed to grab the bottle of lube from his bag. “How do you want me… Daddy?” Aston called out, throwing in a cute giggle as his eagerness had certainly peaked now.

Strings could feel a small throb race through his cock at that question, causing it to bounce extra as he stood up. He smirked and turned back around, showing his throbbing need back to Aston, with that bottle of lube now in his paw. “Lay on your side, one leg up in the air, facing your phone.”

As Aston slid into position, he took a moment to give his own aching cock a few strokes, moaning at the much needed sensation that flooded through it. He wanted to cum so bad as he’d never been hard for this long without a release, but with an experienced level of control, he managed to pull his paw back, letting that cock fall and throb against his thigh, just barely poking out underneath the skirt. Strings made his way over toward Aston’s phone to take a look at the screen, lining up the tripod perfectly to match the feline’s position on the bed. “Beautiful - you look beautiful Princess,” Strings exclaimed, before stepping away from the phone and making his way behind Aston. He heaved himself onto the bed and slid behind the feline, soon making his cock poke out between the cat boy’s balls and thighs. Once in place, he gave a few thrusts back and forth to tease both of them, and also the audience watching.

Aston had almost forgotten about the recording at times, with his mind being much too busy to really care or try to make it good. But now, staring down the camera lens on the back of his phone, he gave off a nervous gulp and wave, only to moan as that warm cock teased his balls and thigh with a few rubs. “Go ahead Princess, tell them who you are, and what’s going to happen to you. They love to hear it straight from the source.”

“Hello everyone,” Aston said with a smile, using one of his arms to reach down and hold his leg up, as his own cock throbbed and peeked out from underneath his skirt. “My name is Aston, I’m 13 years old, and I’m about to lose my virginity. I’m glad you can watch and enjoy it with me.” He’d be lying if he said he didn’t prepare something to say beforehand, although when it came down to it, he’d left out most of it, only able to dredge up the most important bits to spit out of his open muzzle.

“Perfect,” Strings confirmed as he settled behind the feline, before popping open the lube bottle and squirting out a good bit onto his paw. He pulled back his cock and made sure to coat it with a few quick rubs, making him groan out in his eagerness, before sharing a few fingers with Aston as well, causing the feline to gasp as those slick digits slid inside. His surprise turned into a few moans and slutty mews as Aston knew he was being watched, pushing his hips back against each dive into his pucker as his tail end tingled with the pressure. But, after only a few fingering passes, Strings pulled his paw back and slid up a little closer. His cock now ground up from Aston’s tail base a few times, before sliding down across his tail hole and taint, leaving that tip just poked out underneath his fuzzy balls once again. “Alright, ready?” Strings asked again, causing Aston to mew and moan with a gentle nod of his head. That was all Strings needed to hear in order to reach a paw down and angle his cock tip up toward that hole, pulling his hips back and sliding that slick tip into position. From there it was a slow push forward, and Aston’s virginity was history.

Of course, the initial push was slow and steady, with Aston quickly grunting and even hissing as that cock was quite the stretch for the boy. He’d been prepared well though, with both tongue and fingers doing their job, and the extra lube helping a lot as well. Still, it was no easy task as that cock was bigger than anything Aston had handled before. Although, it wasn’t a massive difference from his toy, and it did continue to slide in with only a little grunt and adjustment from the fox behind him, so it definitely could’ve been more intense for the young feline to handle. The strain was definitely there, but Aston also grit his teeth and helped to push it away.

“Mmmph, that’s a good girl… nice and easy,” Strings whispered into his ear, grunting and trying to hold back from absolutely ravaging the tight and warm opening in front of him. He needed to use every fiber of his being to make it happen, but the fox had just enough control to do it. Aston appreciated that for sure as his tense squirms, scrunched face, and whips of his tail showed that he was struggling, but inch after careful inch did make progress without the feline begging for it to be pulled out. And, as his rear end stretched and became used to the strain, the gentle slides back and forth began to come a bit easier to the panting feline. The shock and strain still shot across his face and body on occasion, but a few moans snuck their way in between as the feline began to relax.

“That’s a good girl,” Strings huffed out against the boy’s ear once again. “Go ahead, let those moans out. Let everyone hear how much you love being fucked.”

Aston nodded with a small grimace at first, feeling that cock push in pretty deep and grind along his insides, but soon a soft moan left his lips, followed by another and then another with each small thrust that shot into his rear. Those noises gave some confidence to the fox as he began to thrust a bit harder, sliding up closer to the feline with a strong grasp to his hip, and making sure his thighs slapped into that ass as he worked himself nearly all the way inside. Soon enough the bed began to squeak under the force of those pumps, and Aston’s moans got a bit louder as the stinging burn rose at first, but then faded again from his rear end. He pulled harder against his leg, lifting it higher into the air, and showing off to the masses what it looked like when an adult fox fucked a young kitten.

“Mmm, you’re beautiful babe,” the fox added with some hot breaths into the feline’s ears, making them flick with each loud noise and damp surge of air across his fur. Aston nodded at the compliment, wiggling his upper half to get a little better bracing on his side and elbow, all so he could start to push back, meeting the fox’s hip thrusts with his own, and letting that slapping noise ring out even over the squeak of the bed. The bell on his collar was also starting to ring quite loud as his small body bounced back and forth, creating a rhythmic effect that clanged over all the other noises in the sloppy symphony.

“Mmmph, you’re… so big… Daddy…” Aston spurted out in a broken sentence, gasping each time that cock shoved in deep. He didn’t even have to act as everything just flowed out of him naturally. That cock was pretty massive, especially for the tiny kitten to handle, but here he was getting fucked at a steady pace, moaning and mewing from the intense sensation. If he had some time to think on what was going on, he’d be proud of himself and just how far he came, but at the moment the strain and pleasure was taking over his mind, leaving it mostly blank.

“And you take it so good,” the fox countered with a growl into the feline’s ear, causing him to shiver and squeeze around that cock inside of him. That got the fox to growl again at the new tightness, slowing his thrusts for a moment, until he adjusted his position behind the feline. He slid up closer, almost lifting the feline off the bed and into his lap, as his paw took over holding Aston’s leg up. There was only a short pause in the thrusts before the fox began again, slapping a little harder this time. With his new position, he was also able to snake his arm around the feline’s shoulder and chest, reaching up his paw to grasp Aston’s chin. With a small twist to his head, the fox leaned his muzzle down and over the feline’s other shoulder, their eyes meeting in the process. “Kiss me.”

Aston was as flexible as felines were known to be, so the extra twist to his neck and chest didn’t seem to phase him much when he pushed his muzzle to the fox’s own. That muffled both of their moans, but at the same time made the fox thrust even harder into the feline’s rump, increasing his grasp on the cat’s thigh, and soon his leg. He used it as leverage to lean into that kiss and keep him steady for the thrusts, making the feline’s eyes shoot open wide at the extra force and strain. Aston was now locked into position, with no way out from the heavy assault his young body was taking. But, the longer he stayed stuck in the fox’s grasp, the more and more he was starting to like it.

He wasn’t sure if he’d like having actual gay sex. He’d been taking pictures, and even teasing with the toy, mostly just for attention. Actually having sex with another guy still seemed pretty weird. But now, as their fur rubbed together, causing small shocks from the static to shoot between them, Aston was beginning to think a bit differently. It was so intense, so real, so hot and heavy. It hurt, but it felt good too. Being that close to someone putting so much effort into their enjoyment, with Aston able to help bring the fox up to a panting and moaning mess, it was a rush he’d never felt before, and something he could see himself craving again… and soon.

Their kiss only got more and more intense as heavy gasps threatened to break it apart, but the grind of their lips and sharing of spit held them together for just a bit longer. The heavy slap of the fox’s balls and hips against Aston’s own open rump, and the sloppy sounds of sex on a straining bed, was music to both of their ears. Aston’s mind began to fade away again, lost in a sea of distant thoughts and a mix of strain and pleasure. Strings did much the same, although with a burning need poking through that bliss, growing all too strong to ignore for much longer.

With a wet pop and grunt Strings finally pulled his lips back, gasping for air as some further drool landed down onto Aston’s cheek. The feline shared that need for a good breath, groaning and even purring a bit in his throat as he’d settled into the fucking, feeling his own needy cock bouncing against his thigh with each hard thrust. “Mmmph, I’m not going to… knot you…” Strings struggled to get out. “Still too tight… for that. But I’m getting close. You’re going to be flooded.”

Aston could only nod at those words, now turning his head to look from the fox directly into the camera, as the boy squealed out with a weak, “Mmmph, do it… Daddy. Please?”

That was all the encouragement the fox needed to grasp that small feline with a tight squeeze and hammer home, not going easy on the poor boy as that knot slammed against his pucker over and over again. Aston knew it wouldn’t fit even if he wanted it to, especially as he tensed up with the increased force. Still, it seemed the fox was already too far gone at the moment to care, adding in a few final grunting grinds, and then rocking his head back, whining and whimpering as his cock shot thick and plentiful streaks of cum into the young boy’s rear end.

Aston gasped at the sensation, not quite sure how he expected it to feel. His toy had never cum inside him obviously, so he had nothing to go on. It was definitely a rush, if only to hear the fox spasming in his clenches and grinds, feeling that hot breath over the back of his head and the way the older male’s body shivered up against him. It was almost like Aston had cum himself at the same time, feeling the same rush shoot through his body to match the fox’s, as Aston’s moans and mews rang out alongside String’s. The shared orgasm left both bodies arching, tensing, and then slowly starting to slump and fade.

Both lay panting on their sides, with Strings still holding up Aston’s leg for a good few moments, before finally letting it fall under its own weight. It did slowly as Aston’s sore hip didn’t realize how strained it was from that continued bend, making him take it easy, but it soon settled beside him. Strings didn’t leave it alone for long however. After catching his breath, he sent an arm underneath that one leg, squirming between the feline’s thighs, to reach for that barely remembered cock. The first grasp made Aston jump and squeal, nearly forgetting about his own need in the heated process, but certainly giving a thrust up into that paw once it squeezed around him.

“Mmm, gonna cum for me too, kitten? Would love to help you finish off… as a thank you.”

Aston could only nod his head with a small whimper. Funny enough, his cock had started to settle down a bit after the fox’s orgasm, tricking the boy into thinking he’d had one of his own. But, with a firm stroke to that member, it was quick to be reminded that it didn’t cum yet, shooting up to full hardness in the fox’s paw. It had leaked a good bit of pre through the whole session, and there was plenty still left coating his member as Aston rocked his hips back and forth, pumping into that paw as it pumped him, only to slide along the fox’s cock still inside of him at the same time. That combination of sensations, and the need bubbling in his brain, left little work to be done until Aston was gasping and shaking himself. He’d be lying if he said it was the biggest orgasm he’d ever felt, but it was still up there, rattling his mind as his cock shot a few good ropes out across the bed with each spasm and squeal the feline let loose. After half a dozen major pumps, the feline slumped down once more to rest, panting and twitching as the fox released control of his member.

“Good girl,” he spoke with a soft whisper down at the feline’s ear, before he added a pat to his hip. “Gonna pull out now, so try and squeeze and keep it all inside, at least for a moment.”

Aston nodded at those instructions as he felt Strings giving a push to his hip, turning him onto his belly, and feeling that cock slide out at the same time. There was one last moan shared between them as that cock dragged across Aston’s ass cheek, with a bit of cum escaping for sure, but the feline did his best to clamp down and hold most of it inside. His butt got another small pat from the fox as he got up and grabbed that cell phone, bringing it around to get a close up shot of that well bred butt. “Push some out if you can,” he told Aston, and with a small squeeze the feline felt a few hot globs of cum leak out of his puffy and used hole, trickling down his taint and over the back of his balls.

“Mmm, beautiful…” Strings added with a few more gentle pats to that butt. “You’re so beautiful. How was that? It was amazing for me. My legs are still shaking.”

“Same,” Aston called back, pushing his upper body up and off the bed, only to start rolling off to the side. Strings ended the video recording and laid the phone down onto a clean part of the bed, before smiling and walking over to the slowly standing cat, wrapping him up in a tight hug.

“Mmmph, you’re amazing Aston, you really are,” he said with a flick to his tail, causing the feline to mew and purr against his chest, still feeling that hard fox cock grinding against his belly, spreading the mess just a bit further across his fur. “I know you have to go, but I wish you could stay for just a bit longer.”

“I can’t,” Aston said, with his mind still spinning from everything that had just happened.

“I know,” Strings said with a slow nod, finally pulling away from the feline and leaning down to give him one final kiss on the cheek. “It was amazing though, and I can’t wait to see how the video came out. Don’t take too long editing it, okay? I’m sure everyone wants to see just how good you did for your first time.”

Aston smiled and nodded back, before walking over to his phone to check that it hadn’t run out of space. Thankfully the full video seemed there, with Aston scrolling through it quickly just to make sure. “I’ll try,” he replied with a small smile.

“Good,” Strings said back, putting a paw on the feline’s shoulder. “You can keep the outfit too - you earned it.”

“Thanks,” Aston replied with a small giggle. He gave one final spin around before sliding that top off over his head, followed quickly by that jingling collar. “I’ll have to change into my normal clothes though - wouldn’t want my parents seeing me walk in like this.”

That got a chuckle from both of them, and after a little more clean up and getting dressed, Aston found himself giving the fox one final kiss before heading out that door. His butt was now pretty sore, and as he climbed onto his bike, he instantly realized that the ride back was going to be a lot harder than it was to the motel… but each little tingle of pain would remind him that he was no longer a virgin, and that feeling felt great.